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Title: Just the Three of Us (Part 5.)

CHAPTER TITLE: A Big Wake-Up Call

Part 1. - Part 2.  - Part 3. - Part 4.

Character(s): Negan x Reader || Simon x Reader (pre-apocalypse)
Summary:
Negan hears some devastating news.
Word Count: 3,888
Warning: Smut wth Simon!!! 
Author’s Note: I know this is long overdue, but here it is! This chapter is much shorter than the previous ones, but it’ll pick up soon. I promise! This and the next few chapters are going to be much different than the previous ones. If you caught the small, brief hint in the last chapter, I’m sure you’ll know what direction I’m taking this in. Also, the amount of people that are loving this story means so much to me! I’m enjoying it just as much you all are! Things are about to get much harder before it gets better ;) Enjoy! 

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It had been a week since the incident in Simon’s office. Since then, you couldn’t stop thinking about the way Negan was watching you and the way Simon felt slamming into you. You couldn’t pay attention in class. All you could think about was Simon and Negan’s demand on asking who you belonged to.

When you moved to Atlanta, you didn’t expect to be at the mercy of the two men you had fantasized about. It was exciting and coming into work at Simon’s bar was always something you looked forward to.

After turning down Trevor, he did his best to avoid you. You wished he didn’t ask you out because aside from him, you only had a few friends and they were all the people you worked with.

Once Monday came, you were more than excited to go to work. You were always so busy on the weekends at Chris’s bar and Sundays were usually the days you used to catch up on homework that you actually missed seeing Simon and Negan. Neither of the two bothered to text you, so you had to wonder if they were still punishing you.

You finished dressing in your black, ripped jeans with a dark grey, loose tank top. You grabbed your maroon apron on the way out of your apartment. You were more than excited to see Negan and Simon.

Once arriving to the bar, you wrapped the apron around your waist and walked in, smiling over at John as you ran a hand through your wavy locks.

“Hey,” you said, walking behind the bar to give him a one-armed hug.

“Should warn you. Negan’s not in a good mood, so be careful. I wouldn’t want you stepping on his toes,” he said.

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Okay so. Chapter 7 of The Foxhole Court.

So the gay increased about 210% Like, it went zero to Mine No One Touch so fast I nearly went blind. I mean LOOK AT THIS. 

“This is for you,” Nicky said. “Andrew said you didn’t have anything appropriate for where we’re going. He told me what size to get you, and I picked it out. Trust me, it’s awesome.” Neil stared at him, thrown. “What?”

UH, FUCKING SAME MY PARANOID CHILD??? But wait guys, it gets weirder. 

“…I just didn’t think they were fashion lenses until Andrew said so.” 

Why is he staring so hard AT HIS FACE??? OH HO HO BUT WAIT

“And seriously? Brown? How boring can you be?” 
“I like brown.” 
“Andrew doesn’t,” Nicky said. “Take them out.”

?????? SO HE GETS HIM DRESSED UP AND MAKES HIM TAKE OUT THE CONTACTS??? FOR WHAT??? IS THIS SOME ELABORATE SCHEME??? DOES HE THINK IT DOESN’T COUNT AS FLIRTING IF ITS BY PROXY?? IS HE SETTING HIM UP?? CUZ I WOULDN’T PUT IT PAST HIM TBH I MEAN IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE HOMOEROTIC SUBTEXT RIGHT?! 

“Andrew lounged against the door frame, arms folded over his chest, and studied Neil.”

Yeah, okay okay. That’s pure intimidation tactic. And so is this i guess????

“Andrew did, but only to reach out for Neil with one hand. Neil tensed as Andrew’s fingers wrapped around the back of his neck, but Andrew only wanted to pull Neil’s head down. Neil focused on Andrew’s cheekbone so as not to go cross-eyed and let Andrew study his eyes.”

*pans to camera like in the office*  

“Another bit of unexpected honesty,” Andrew said. “Any particular reason?”
“Nicky asked nicely. You might try it sometime.” 
“We already talked about this. I don’t ask.” Andrew gave Neil another slow once-over and let go. “We’re going.”

DO THE OTHERS THINK THIS IS NORMAL????????? MY GOD I NEED JESUS BECAUSE I’M SINNING. LET’S JUST CAP ALL THIS OFF WITH THIS LITTLE TASTE TREAT RIGHT HERE.

“Oh, man. Neil, you clean up good. Can I say that, or is that against the rules? Just- damn. Aaron don;t let me get too drunk tonight.”
Andrew stopped by Nicky long enough to pull a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He lit one, never mind that the dormitory rooms came equipped with smoke detectors, and put his lighter in Nicky’s face. 
“Don’t make me kill you,” Andrew said
. Nicky held up his hands in self- defense. “I know.”
“Do you?” 
“Promise,” Nicky said weakly.
Andrew put his light away and left the room. 

THAT IS ONE TERRIFYING HOMOSEXUAL AND YOU KNOW WHAT??? I LOVE HIM. 

As for Kim Basinger LOLOLOLOLOL. This was my first year at the Park in ‘89 & I saw this shit play out (& yeah, this all was during the time when Anna was living with Prince for the moment but not legal) Now one of Prince’s favourite movies was 9 ½ Weeks (Did Mickey Rourke’s character remind you of someone??) starring Kim. Then, he met her on the Batman set (he did the soundtrack), he did his usual magic on her & she was obsessed with him real quick like so many before her. Prince convinced her to do an album & shit, they kicked out all the engineers & whatnot & just fucked in the studio & recorded it, which is what you hear on the record. There was honey every which way all over the console which they had to clean off & the record came with a jar of honey too!! Typical of Pookie’s funny ass. Kim was clingy as fuck, she was Prince’s shadow for like a month, I had to even go & buy her tampons which fuggin killed me. My coworker Janet also said they she caught her & Prince fucking on his weight bench in his office & there was a pretty suspicious looking mess on top of the purple piano in the main hall which indicated they did the nasty there too. Oh my damn, I was just like wow. But then yeah, I didn’t know that it was her brother that took her or that she left him for Alec Baldwin but I do know that she left Paisley real sudden, left all her stuff & shit. We had her car towed away too. I’m guessing that they got sick of each other & she split after saying no to being the lead in Graffiti Bridge. Prince banned us from even mentioning her name after. Prince though, also later on, offered to help her financially when she got sued for pulling outta her movie, I think it was called Boxing something. He helped to design the dress she wore to the Oscars in '90 too.
—  Confessions of a previous employee of Prince’s ‘Paisley Park’ studio

I am a after hours janitor. My week day job is a hydro company office. It’s not too too bad, but last night really got to me.

Me and my co-worker go in and it is atrocious. Huge clumps of mud through every hall way, which at first I did not think was mud. It’s normally just the worker’s hall that needs a full sweep/vacuum/mop, but yesterday the entire building needed a full clean. We go about vacuuming. It needed emptying twice before shit went down. As I was mopping an office I hear my co worker shout “Open the door!” and she comes running down the hall with a smoking vacuum. We toss it outside as the horrible smell of burnt dirt fill the building. Our cleaning company is too cheap to buy a new vacuum, so we have to use our back up vacuum that just spits the dirt around.

Now this probably wouldn’t of happened if the workers would just wipe their damn boots at the worker’s entrance.