•bad new year jokes
•if a dog wore pants would he wear them like this or this
•all these suggestion blogs
•orange soda please
i’ll have the strawberry soda
me too, the strawberry soda
•You fucked up a perfectly good x is what you did. Look at them. They got anxiety.
•kylo ren is shredded
•Jared Leto: *does something*
Director: oh my God…it’s like…is he Jared…or Joker right now?????
•super mario 64 half a press
•this is x. be like x
•the finebros suing something
•secret government agent: *punches me in the face* SAY IT
secret government agent: x
me: *spits blood in their face* fUCK YOU
•bernie or hillary things that have a ridicilous issue and even funnier answers
•jean something, jomething
•ted cruz is the zodiac killer
•the dad from kuzco being like 👌
•everyone who watched zootopia is a furry
•history of japan
•x or y? *insert similiar pictures here, like donald trump and raw chicken*
•get you a man that can do both
•going to papaw’s house for burgers
•no oscar meme is dead meme
•we dem boyz
•i’m you but stronger
•different variations of the hs panel where jade picks up the note
•tumblr’s lizard voting
•everyone’s a dirty homestuck
•lot of those powerpuff selves
•ruining someone’s dream journal
•there’s no way out of it you’ll just have to decapitate me
•autocorrect in verbal conversation
person1: i love you
person2: this is a verbal conversation
•WHAT WE REALLY AREEE
•don’t talk to me or my son ever again
•dark x show me y
•are you x or y person? (tag yourself meme in text format)
•get a man who can do both is getting more popular again
•it’s june where the fuck are halloween memes???
•the vacuum cleaner playing a harmonica
•associating characters/songs/etc. with spongebob screenshots
•(any videogame) go, go outside and x
•a picture of something with text, and more pictures after that, in every one of the pictures the picture starts getting waaay worse, but the text gets really detailed
•judge: how do you plead?
x: *looks at y*
y: *mouths ‘not guilty’*
x: hot milky
y: jc just lock them up
•hitting the blue button
•arthur screenshot where his hand is a fist
•9-1-1 for kids
•RANDY YOUR STICKS
•how (character) are you feeling today? *numbers from 1 to ten with silly pictures of the character*
•the thing with voltron fandom where there’s train tracks and “death in season 2” and two characters and u have to choose which one to kill
•someone: a basic word
me, an intellectual: that word said with synonyms to make it sound weird
•gonna prank dad when he gets home ((he never gets home))
•[song] but it keeps getting faster
•the presidental debate, i can’t believe that there still are people who want to vote trump after that, yikes
•you vs the guy she told you not to worry about
•picture of someone with those math things
•my longest yeah boy ever
•taking a picture of something that requiers two hands in a bathroom
•posting ur favourite vines
•sir, you’ve been in coma
•kermit with a hood on his head
•blurred image that says perfection, after that an image where glasses are being cleaned, and then something u like
•WE ARE NUMBER ONE
• *picture of really basic or bad food with text that’s spelled wrong and the phrase “bon appetit” is spelled even more wrong"
•*dropping something, and it spells send nudes*
•x but every time y happens it gets faster
*bee movie but every time they say bee it gets faster
•several spongebob memes
•i described the meme about bad pictures with detailed text in july, it’s wildly popular now
apparently i missed a few things so, additions:
•a lot of spongebob memes, like the blurry mister crabs
•nebby get in the bag
•harambe happened earlier than it says on the list
•several stranger things memes
•we die like men
based on a dream I had, I present: a short semi-fic about Jack and Shitty and their day-long, beautiful relationship.
Basically, this is what happens:
At a kegster during their freshmen year, in which Shitty is running around being the life of the party even though he’s a freshman, Jack is also in attendance– talking to Berger and Marsh in the kitchen. Jack is there, partly to keep an eye on Shitty, partly because he is surprised by how much he does like some of the guys on his team, mostly because they had won today and Jack is in quite a good mood. Not a good enough mood that he is going to risk going into the living room where music is blasting, but in a good enough mood that he is holding a solo cup of beer and chilling in the kitchen, chatting with Berger and Marsh. He is at ease as Jack ever is– laughing good naturedly as they tease both him and each other and of course, this is when the trouble starts.
The trouble is this: Marsh is drunk and excited that Jack has actually shown up to a Haus kegster and since Jack seems to be in a good mood, Marsh decides to take a risk and ask Jack a Question. More specifically, Marsh rams an friendly elbow into Jack’s ribs and goes:
“Yo, Zimmermann, you like anyone on campus yet?”
A few months prior, that question would have made Jack freeze up. But now, Jack smiles easily (because honestly, it is a rather respectful question– “like” instead of “fuck”; “anyone” instead of assuming “girl”) and he certainly doesn’t want to get into his romantic history or lack of crushes so he smiles, shrugs, and says
“Nah, love’s shitty,” It’s still friendly and he smiles and asks Berg about his crush that the whole team knows about and that should be that.
The problem, however, is that what Alex Berger and Carter Marsh heard was not “Nah, love’s shitty,” but “I’m in love with Shitty.”
— sex | implied exhibitionism | mild dom/sub tones | if u’ve got a praise kink then ur gonna love this | mentions of daddy kinks | instances of spanking
;summary — you’re the supervisor of the clothing department with a lot
of useless lingerie knowledge, jungkook is the jewelry department’s defiant hot
boy who flirts in wristwatch brands. basically an upscale retail au, but with
lots of implied under-the-counter sex. and when an opportunity presents itself to fuck
each other in the boss’s office after hours, you’re both too hot for each other
to say no.
(Isaac’s is my favorite, the rest are moderately average lol sorry for this)
P.S. I know you guys like these and I want to do more but you have to understand they take REALLY long to write so some patience would be appreciated. please and thank you. xoxoxo
I was walking home from Deaton’s animal clinic after my shift when I felt a presence behind me.
“Hello?” I called looking around.
I didn’t hear anything so I continued on my way. Normally I was okay walking home by myself but tonight felt different. I felt a chill run down my spine. I gripped the strap of my bag and picked up my pace. I don’t know why but I couldn’t get over this fear that I was being followed.
“whoever you are leave me alone!” I screamed before sprinting down the alley that would eventually lead to my house.
I was looking back when I tripped over my feet falling to the ground. I hit the ground hard causing the contents of my backpack to spill all over the pavement. I could still feel the presence as I struggled to gather my books. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm causing me to scream.
“y/n hey it’s okay it’s just me!”
I looked up and there was my co-worker and friend Scott McCall. I was relieved to see him.
“Scott?” I questioned looking at him.
“are you okay?” Scott asked helping me up.
“I thought someone was following me.” I admitted looking at the ground.
“here let me help you.” Scott said bending down and helping me pick up my books.
We reached for the same book causing our hands to touch. I quickly pulled mine back and tried to fight the smile that appeared on my face.
“thanks.” I said grabbing the book from him.
“do you uh want me to walk you home?” Scott asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
I couldn’t fight the smile that appeared on my face.
“sure Scott that sounds great.” I said shyly.
The rest of the walk to my house was silent but I definitely felt safer with Scott by my side. We walked up to my porch still not saying anything.
“thanks Scott you really didn’t have to do this.” I said turning to face him with a small smile on my face.
“I know I didn’t but I wanted to.” He said returning the smile.
I reached over and gave Scott a hug. He returned it wrapping his arms around me. He pulled away quickly.
“y/n you’re bleeding.” He said looking at my knee.
I looked down to see my pants were torn and I had a large cut on my knee.
“wow I didn’t even feel this.” I said giggling a little.
“let’s get you cleaned up.” Scott said grabbing my hand and walking in my house.
He brought me to my kitchen and picked me up before sitting me down on top of the counter. He walked over grabbing some paper towels and running them under the water from the sink. He came rolling up my pant leg and pressing the towel to my bleeding knee. I flinched quickly grabbing his hand.
“sorry.” I said letting go.
“It’ll only hurt for a little.” He said walking over and getting a bandage,.
He came back over putting it on the cut. I couldn’t help but admire how sweet he was.
“all better." He said smiling and standing up.
"thanks.” I said for the third time tonight.
Scott and I just stood there looking at each other until his gaze dropped down to my lips. I felt my heart rate speed up as he slowly leaned in. I met him the rest of the way connecting my lips to his. I could feel him smiling throughout the kiss. He pulled away resting his forehead on mine.
“I’m all better now.” I said not being able to stop the smile on my face.
Stiles and I were both really awkward and clumsy people so when it came to our relationship things usually got really bad really fast. Today was no different. Stiles was supposed to come over to study for the chemistry test but I had a different idea. I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. I knew that Stiles was too shy to bring up the sex talk so I knew I had to be the one to do it. Earlier this week I went to the store and purchased some lingerie, I was currently sitting in my room in the outfit I bought.
“so babe I have a question about page 45 in the textbook.” Stiles said walking in looking down at his chem textbook.
“yes baby?” I said in the most seductive voice I could manage.
Stiles looked up immediately dropping his textbook. I could see his cheeks starting to turn pink.
“uh w-w-what are you doing?” Stiles stuttered looking at my body up and down.
“what do you mean baby?” I purred standing up and walking over to where he was standing.
“uh why are you uh wearing that?” Stiles said gesturing to my outfit.
“you don’t like it?” I asked suddenly feeling insecure.
“no no my gosh I love it, I am just confused.” Stiles said not taking his eyes off my body.
“I was hoping that we could you know take our relationship to the next level.” I said hoping Stiles would catch on.
“what do you mean?” He said swallowing hard.
seriously how dumb could this boy be?
“SEX STILES I’M TALKING ABOUT SEX!” I yelled throwing my arms in the air.
“oh.” Stiles said rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
“just forget about it.” I said gathering my robe and walking to the bathroom.
“no wait.” Stiles called.
He went to run after me but slipped on his textbook. He fell crashing right into me.
“oh my god y/n I’m so sorry.” Stiles said getting off me.
“my arm, I think you broke my arm.” I cried clutching my arm that was slowly turning a deep shade of purple.
“oh gosh.” Stiles panicked.
He ran over picking me up and taking me to his jeep. I put on clothes while he drove to Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital. I was seen by Dr. Dunbar my arm was indeed broken. Stiles stood in the waiting room while I was fitted for a cast. He came in later looking distraught. He sat down beside me taking my hand in his.
“wow I’m boyfriend of the year, my girlfriend wants to have sex and I break her arm.” Stiles said looking at me.
I didn’t mean to but I started busting up laughing at the situation causing Stiles to laugh too.
“We are some couple huh.” I said leaning my head on his shoulder.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Stiles said kissing my forehead
“me either. I love you Stiles.” I said kissing him.
“I love you too baby.” Stiles said when he pulled away.
If just kissing him gave me this feeling I couldn’t wait to know what having sex with him would do to me.
I was just getting to my last patient of the night. I was completely exhausted from the day but I sucked it up going in to my last patients room. Cora Hale. I felt bad for her, she was just a young girl and she was dying. Doctors couldn’t figure it out either. I was the newest RN here and Cora was my first ever patient so I felt extra sympathy for her. Even worse, her brother Derek was taking it really hard.
“hey Derek.” I said offering him a small smile.
“oh hey.” He said looking up.
Derek was always here, he never left. I had to talk the security guards out of throwing him out on multiple occasions. I felt for him. I lost my little sister in a car accident a while ago so I knew what losing a sibling felt like.
“any changes?” I asked looking at her monitor.
“no, nothing.” He said grabbing her hand.
I took this time to get a good look at him. He looked like he hadn’t slept or eaten in days. I walked over placing my hand on his shoulder.
“Derek, how about you let me take you down to the cafeteria and buy you a coffee?” I offered slightly nervous.
He was an attractive man, someone that a girl like me would probably never have a chance with. He looked between me and Cora like he was debating it.
“She’ll be fine Derek, besides you look like you need some if your going to stay awake.” I said smiling slightly.
He nodded his head while standing up. I checked Cora’s monitor once more before following Derek. As soon as we were out of the room Derek stopped before turning around to look at me.
“thank you.” He said grabbing my small hand in his large one.
I gave him another smile, squeezing his hand.
“no need to thank me Derek, it’s my job. Now let’s go get that coffee!” I said walking.
Derek followed beside me not letting go of my hand. I could feel my heart beat race with each step we took with our hands intertwined. We rounded a corner to be met with a women. She had red eyes, claws and fangs. I had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. I noticed Derek tense from beside me.
“Derek, Derek, Derek I’m sorry about your sister.” the woman said growling at Derek.
Derek dropped my hand, his chest was heaving.
“y/n get out of here.” Derek said in a low voice.
“Derek I can’t leave you.” I said afraid of what this woman was capable of.
“better listen to him sweetheart.” The women snarled again.
“go.” Derek said.
His tone was completely different now, scary almost. I started to back up slowly until I bumped into someone else. I turned around to be met with another creature. This time it was a man with red eyes, claws, and fangs. I did the only logical thing I could think of. I fainted.
“y/n wake up.” A voice whispered in my ear.
I felt something cold pressed on my forehead causing me to slowly flutter my eyes open. Derek was standing over me pressing a cold rag to my forehead.
“Are you okay?” Derek asked looking concerned.
“please tell me none of that was real.” I said looking at him.
“none of what? We were going to get coffee and you just passed out.” Derek said feeling my forehead.
“oh yeah I knew that.” I said blushing.
I know what I saw. But I dropped it not knowing what else to do. You can’t just tell someone you saw people that looked like animals.
“so still want that coffee?” He asked shyly looking at his hands.
“yeah that’d be great.” I said smiling.
I let out another moan as Isaac kissed down my neck. A few more thrusts and we had both finished. Isaac rolled off of me getting up and putting on his underwear. Isaac tossed me my underwear and his t-shirt. I quickly slipped them on and curled back up in my sheets. I took this time to admire my handsome boyfriend.
“what are you staring at?” Isaac asked a little smirk on his face.
“just my perfect werewolf boyfriend.” I answered smirking as well.
Isaac looked down. It was hard for him to accept compliments since his dad pretty much told him he was worthless his whole entire life.
“you don’t mean that.” Isaac said quietly.
“Isaac listen to my heartbeat. you. are. perfect. to. me.” I said slowly.
His smile grew with every word that I spoke.
“come here stay the night.” I said patting the bed beside me.
Isaac smiled crawling in bed beside me. I leaned in to him letting him wrap his arms around me. He kissed my forehead before resting his chin on top of my head.
“I love you Isaac.” I said cuddling closer to him.
“I love you too baby.” Isaac said.
I soon fell asleep listening to the rhythmic patterns of his heart beat. I was awoken to Isaac violently shaking in bed beside me.
“Isaac wake up.” I said shaking him.
“No I don’t want to go in the freezer!” Isaac screamed thrashing some more.
“Isaac please wake up.” I said shaking him some more.
I knew he was abused by his father but I didn’t know how bad it was until now. Isaac shot up, his eyes were golden yellow and he had his claws and fangs extended.
“Isaac.” I said not daring to move.
Isaac looks at me raising his claws.
“Isaac wait no don’t!” I yelled.
I quickly move my arm to cover my body. He claws my arm leaving five long bleeding gashes. I gasped from the impact falling out of the bed. Isaac gets up still in his wolf form. I think he’s still in his dream.
“Isaac baby please wake up, you don’t want to hurt me I know you don’t.” I cried holding my bleeding arm.
Isaac still walked forward growling at me. I backed up until I hit my bedroom door. He closed the distance wrapping his hands around my throat.
“Isaac.” I gasped trying to pry his hands off my throat.
He still wouldn’t wake up. I started to get light headed quickly I did the last thing I could think of to wake him up. I took my hand and cupped his cheek, stroking it with my thumb.
“I love you. I love you so much.” I whispered.
Isaacs eyes started to shift back to their beautiful blue color and his grip loosened. Suddenly he dropped me to the ground fully transforming back to himself. I gasped for air relieved I could breath again. I grabbed the sweatshirt on the floor covering my bleeding arm.
“y/n?” Isaac said with tears in his eyes.
He looked at me, my neck no doubt covered in bruises from his fingers, my arm bleeding pretty badly.
“oh god what did I do.” Isaac said looking horrified.
I was scared too. For the first time I was scared of him. He approached me causing me to flinch. He stopped dead in his tracks a heart broken look washing over his face. He let a few more tears fall down his face before running out of my house. I wanted to run after him and tell him everything was okay but I couldn’t make myself move, I was frozen in fear.
I felt the stare of all the students as I walked down the halls. They knew something was up. Being the girlfriend of Liam Dunbar was dangerous. Lately he was angry and out of control and students were starting to figure out that they didn’t exactly live in the world they once thought they did. Liam was a werewolf the only one left in school. I walked to my locker which was right beside the boys locker room.
“have you seen Liam lately?” Mason asked coming to stand beside me.
Liam hasn’t talked to me since Brett Talbot died. Liam lost control in front of a bunch of people and was hiding now. Scott promised me that he’d find him and everything would be okay but nothing was okay. Nolan walked past me and Mason glaring.
“just ignore them, I got to head to class but text me if you hear from Liam okay?” Mason said giving me a hug.
I nodded my head turning back to my locker. I felt another presence behind me.
“Mason I haven’t heard from him.” I said turning around, but it wasn’t Mason.
There were a few boys from the lacrosse team. I only recognized two, Nolan and Gabe.
“if you’re looking for Liam I haven’t seen him.” I said quietly.
The boys looked at each other smirking.
“oh we found Liam we were actually looking for you.” Nolan smirked.
Suddenly the boys grabbed me by my arms and legs. I started fighting back kicking and screaming but they quickly pushed me in the boys locker room. All of the other lacrosse team members were holding Liam. He had a bloody nose and busted lip. His eyes got wide when he saw me. The boys dropped me on the floor in front of Liam.
“Liam.” I gasped at the sight of him.
“Let her go.” Liam growled.
“we had it all wrong, we should’ve known you could take us beating you but what about putting a couple bruises on this girlfriend of yours?” Gabe said sadistically.
“don’t please.” Liam begged.
One boy grabbed me by my hair yanking me off the floor. Liam started to breath heavily trying to fight his inner wolf from escaping.
“Liam don’t.” I said not wanting anything to happen to him.
“what are you protecting him from?" Gabe asked getting in my face.
"go to hell.” I spat.
Gabe punched me straight in the face.
“STOP.” Liam growled his breathing becoming even heavier.
“Liam I can take it.” I said not really believing my own words.
Gabe punched me again. I could feel blood trickle down from my nose.
“I SAID STOP.” Liam growled louder now.
I could tell he was seconds away from shifting.
“do something about it." Nolan taunted.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?”
I never thought I’d be so happy to hear that voice. Coach Finstock came in grabbing Gabe and Nolan by their necks.
“YOU TWO, PRINCIPLES OFFICE NOW!” Coach yelled.
Liam ran over to me. He took his shirt off and held it on my bleeding nose.
“GET OUT ALL OF YOU. I CAN’T STAND TO LOOK AT ANY OF YOU!” Coach yelled ushering the other students out of the room.
Coach came over looking at me and Liam. He patted us on the back before helping us up.
“you shouldn’t have done that. You took a punch for me.” Liam said stroking my cheek with his thumb.
“Liam, I’d do anything for you.” I said honestly.
“I love you.” Liam said leaning in.
“I love you too.” I said before connecting our lips.
I was out on the bleachers of Devenford Prep working on homework. I usually spent my free period this way. I wasn’t exactly what you call popular. In fact I was invisible to almost everyone. Seriously google earth couldn’t even find me even if I was dressed up as a ten story building. When people do notice me I usually get bullied. I was about to do another calculus problem when I heard boys yelling. The lacrosse boys came running out on the field.
“oh hey nerd girl, we’re having an extra practice here so you might want to leave.” A popular boy named Jake yelled causing the other boys to laugh.
I looked down feeling my face become red.
“you need all the practice you can get Jake, she could probably own you on this field.” Another boy yelled causing all the players to laugh even louder.
I looked up at the boy who spoke up for me. It was Brett Talbot the most popular boy at Devenford Prep. He was captain of the lacrosse team and every girl at the school wanted him. He looked up at me offering me a small smile. I shyly looked down at my math book.
“She could not!” Jake said getting defensive.
“then you better leave her alone and get to practicing.” Brett said high fiving his team mates.
I couldn’t fight the smile on my face. Brett Talbot stuck up for me. I was a nobody and he stuck up for me. The boys started practicing making it hard to focus on homework. I was on the next problem when a voice yelled.
“y/n watch out!”
I made a mistake looking up. One of the boys lacrosse balls hit me right in the face. I could feel the sting making tears come to my eyes. Some of the boys rushed over crowding me. I started to panic, I wasn’t used to this and I was very uncomfortable.
“guys back up, give her some space.”
The boys dispersed leaving only Brett Talbot standing in front of me.
“are you okay?” Brett asked kneeling in front of me.
I was speechless, literally.
“come on let me take you to the nurse.” Brett said grabbing my arm.
He walked me to the nurses office asking me repeatedly if I was alright. It was really sweet. The nurse gave me an ice pack saying I’d only have a minor bruise on my cheek. I was sitting on the table swinging my feet when someone walked in the room. Surprisingly Brett was still here.
“I told you they still needed practice.” Brett said rubbing the back of his neck.
“yeah the aim was a little off.” I said showing him the bruise on my face.
“does it hurt?” He asked sitting beside me.
It actually hurt a lot but I didn’t want to tell him that.
“uh not to bad.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
Brett sat down beside me grabbing my hand in his. Suddenly my cheek didn’t hurt anymore. It was weird it’s as if he took away my pain I knew that wasn’t possible though.
“I’m really sorry about that.” Brett said looking at me.
“don’t be sorry it wasn’t your fault. Besides you stuck up for me.” I said smiling at me.
“yeah well Jake’s an idiot you aren’t a nerd I wish I was as smart as you, then maybe I wouldn’t be failing calculus.” Brett said looking down at his feet.
“you can’t be failing calculus you’re the best player we have on the team!” I said looking at him.
“I won’t be if I’m ineligible.” He said shrugging his shoulders.
“I’ll tutor you.” I offered.
Brett looked up at me smiling.
“that’s sweet of you but I don’t want you to feel like I’m using you.”
“you aren’t using me, I offered.” I said giving him a smile.
“I’ll make you a deal, you tutor me and I’ll make sure that the lacrosse players leave you alone.” Brett said extending his hand.
“why would you help me?” I questioned honestly wondering why he was trying to help me.
“why wouldn’t I. You’re nice, smart, beautiful.” He said slowly not looking at me.
Wait was thee Brett Talbot nervous?
“you really think that?” I asked perking up.
“I don’t think, I know.” Brett said meeting my eyes.
“then you got a deal.” I said sticking my hand out.
Brett smiled shaking my hand. I could tell this was the start of something beautiful.
I didn’t expect to fall for the enemy, but I did. I fell hard. Even after he tried to kill me, I still felt the longing to be with him. I was under his spell and I just couldn’t break it.
“maybe we should call Theo.” I offered receiving glares from all of the other pack members.
“Theo? You mean that little lying, murdering psychopath.” Liam said crossing his arms.
“Liam he saved your ass on more than one occasion and he helped us defeat the wild hunt, I mean if we’re being hunted by actual professional killers, another set of claws wouldn’t hurt us.” I defended glaring at the other beta.
I looked to our alpha Scott for guidance. I could tell this was weighing heavily on him. We were losing people and it was killing him. He wanted to save everyone but we were already losing. Satomi’s pack was dead, our pack was next. I was only 18, I didn’t want to die yet. I was born a werewolf, I didn’t get to chose the life I wanted.
“they think you’re killing innocent people. Theo actually did kill innocent people.” Mason said defending Liam.
“but we’re not do my eyes look blue to you.” I said flashing my golden eyes.
“and it doesn’t matter if he did, they’re going to hunt all of us either way.” I added crossing my arms across my chest.
“Scott what do you think?” Liam asked.
Scott looked between me and Liam.
“I think if you can find him y/n, another set of claws would do us good.” Scott said exiting his house followed by a complaining Liam and Mason.
I smiled to myself. Now I just needed to find him. I picked up my phone dialing his number. He didn’t answer, he never did. After the wild hunt, Scott told him that he wasn’t needed anymore. I felt bad for him. I walked out of his house going to the sheriffs station. Hopefully I’d be able to find some information there. As I was approaching the Sheriffs station, I heard the click of a gun from behind me. I turned around slowly showing my eyes, fangs, and claws.
“easy there.” The guy holding the gun said.
I looked around me to see I was surrounded by a group of men holding loaded guns all pointed at me.
“go ahead pull that trigger.” I growled taunting the men .
The guy smirked before pulling the trigger. I was easily able to dodge his bullet. I ran at the man tackling him to the ground. Another shot at me making my attention turn to him. I ran at him grabbing the barrel of the gun and snapping it. I growled throwing him into a wall. There were so many of them I didn’t see the man approaching behind. He shot the gun hitting me directly making the bullet go in my back and out through my stomach. I clutched the wound dropping to my knees.
“wolfsbane.” I coughed becoming paralyzed.
A man came over bending down to face me.
“we have a special place for monsters like you.” He said before punching me and knocking me out.
“y/n get up.” I heard a faint voice say
“Y/n get up.” the voice said louder now.
I slowly fluttered my eyes open, but I couldn’t move. I was in a dim room chained to a chain link fence. I started to freak out.
“y/n look at me.”
I knew that voice. I looked over to see Theo chained beside me. On my other side was two other werewolves.
“where are we Theo?” I questioned looking around the room.
“you’re in my house now.” A voice said coming in the room.
“Schrader?” I asked looking at the figure.
“the one and only.” He smirked.
“let us go or I’ll.” I started but was quickly cut off.
“or you’ll what, I control you now.” Schrader said walking over to his desk.
That’s when I heard the electricity buzzing and realized what he was doing. He grabbed the dial turning up the voltage. We writhed in pain as he shocked us. The other werewolves beside me started talking earning us more shocking.
“will you guys shut up and let me do the talking!” Theo growled at us.
Theo turned to Schrader giving him a smirk that made me weak at the knees.
“what they let you shock us a little but not do any real damage.” Theo taunted.
I looked at him wide eyed. He might be tough right now, but I just got shot with wolfsbane causing my healing abilities to be a little slow.
“oh you want more.” Schrader asked walking up to Theo.
“No we’re fine, tell him who you killed.” I said to the other werewolves.
“oh yeah I want more.” Theo said growling.
Was he trying to get us killed? Schrader made sure we could see him turning the dial to the max setting. He flicked the switch causing us excruciating pain. I growled feeling the volts sink in to my skin. Theo growled pulling his arms. I realized what he was doing. He broke free tackling Schrader to the ground. He fought with Schrader only shortly before getting the upper hand. He turned the switch off cutting off the flow of electricity. My head drooped signifying how weak I was feeling. Theo came over to me cutting me loose. I fell in his arms.
“Theo if you ever do something that stupid again. I’ll kill you.” I said in between heavy breaths.
“nice to see you too.” He said smiling at me.
“seriously though I will kill you.” I threatened but he could see through my fake attitude.
“you couldn’t kill me, you like me too much.” He smirked cupping my cheek with his hand.
I could feel the blush spread to my cheeks. He leaned down slowly but stopped when someone cleared their throat.
“are you going to get us down?” The girl said.
“I’m still thinking about it.” Theo growled looking at her.
“we’ll finish this later.” He said turning to me and winking.
I never meant to fall for the enemy but I was glad that I did.
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I’ll See You In the Dark (Pennywise x Reader SMUT!!)
(A/N: So I’m no stranger to smut writing at this point. Nor clown smut writing (shut up…) but this is my first Pennywise one, and I hope that it’s good? It took a while to write and it’s a bit lengthy so…ENJOY)
Tucker hadn’t meant for this to happen. Honestly his tight ass would have paid any amount of money in the world to PREVENT this from happening.
But it had happened. He had looked over at his life long best friend sleeping against his shoulder and had been struck by the very INTIMATE urge to kiss him on his adorable little freckled nose.
This wasn’t a good thing, because said best friend’s GIRLFRIEND was sleeping against his OTHER shoulder, and every time her hair fell across her face he had to nearly bite his own fingers to stop himself from brushing her fringe aside out of her long lashed eyes.
The three of them had sat down for a movie at Sam’s place, it was one of those few calm nights where the ghosts were chilling in the Zone and NOT causing any trouble for once. Danny was absolutely delighted to spend the night with his friends doing something that DIDN’T involve ghosts.
The two lovebirds had sat beside one another on the lounge, holding hands and being, quite frankly, UNBEARABLY adorable. Tucker warned them that he’d sit on them if they didn’t stop being so mushy and things predictably escalated until they were all but a tangle of goofy limbs hanging precariously off the two seater lounge.
By the time Tucker awoke it was late morning and he was seated firmly between Sam and Danny, both having cuddled right up to him in the night, his left arm was warm under Sam’s weight, but his entire right side was borderline numb beneath Danny’s clinging arms. Boy was a leach, he had always been clingy when they shared beds as kids but back then he didn’t have a big ol’ chunk of freezing cold ectoplasm sitting pretty in his chest.
But cold be damned Tucker was squished up with BOTH his crushes practically sleeping on top of him, no force on Earth or in the Zone could possibly make him move right now. He was staying right here where he could stew in his delight and guilt for the rest of eternity.
Until Danny stirred and an arm pressed against his bladder. Heck. He needed to pee, like, really REALLY needed to pee.
Tucker stayed nestled up in the cuddle pile for as long as he could stand it before heaving a sigh so heavy even Thor couldn’t lift it. Somehow he managed to wrangle himself out without waking either of his friends and he waddled to the bathroom to relieve himself.
He could hear his heartbeat in his ears as he stood in the cold tiled room. Why. No seriously, WHY. How in the fresh hell did he manage to fall head over heels not only for ONE of his best friends, but BOTH of them, and to top it off they were both DATING each other. He literally could not have picked a worse scenario.
He could wake up one morning with 'Bad Luck Tuck’ tattooed to his forehead and he still couldn’t possibly feel more unlucky than he did in this instant.
It took all of his willpower not to always end his and Sam’s constant meat vs vegan fights by smooching her on those enticingly smooth cheekbones, and Danny was even WORSE. Every time that asshole so much as SMILED Tucker’s heart would start thumping like it was trying to put him into cardiac arrest, it was just all those freckles and that little chip in his tooth and-
Oh God stooooop. He needed to stop, he needed to stop right the heck now before he became the first human being to pass out from overexposure to adorkableness. Honestly? Fuck his friends for being so cute. This was all their fault, they could at least have considered his feelings before growing up to be so adorably kissable.
He’d tried so hard to deny it to himself, he tried SO hard to fall back out of love with them but after waking up that morning nestled between those two precious asshats he realised that he had lost this battle, and he had lost it HARD.
But, at the very least, living with a superhero as your best friend taught you some pretty useful life skills. One of those skills being how to Lie Like a Motherfucker to Everyone You Care About. So without further ado Tucker washed his hands, took a moment to stare his lovestruck gaze away in the mirror, and went back out to throw a shoe at his best friend’s head for making his arm numb through the night.
He loved his friends, he loved them with everything he had and that was why he could never tell them how he felt.
Sam was honestly pissed, no scratch that, she was more than pissed. She was FURIOUS. Her rage burned with the intensity of her mother’s artificially whitened teeth, and she couldn’t even take it out on anyone, because the focus of her ire was her own stupid stupid brain.
She had always been equally close to both of her friends, in fact she had only very rarely hung out with one or the other alone, and every time she did it felt just… so uncomfortable. It took a long time to really sort out what that feeling was, but even when she did it made no sense.
It was GUILT, she felt GUILTY. Why did she feel guilty? Danny and Tucker sometimes hung out together without her, and that was fine, she was fine with it, they’d been friends since before she came along, but why couldn’t she do the same?
Every time one of them was over her house without the other it almost felt like she was cheating on someone, and that only got MORE disturbing after she and Danny started dating. Because suddenly? It very well COULD have been cheating.
But it wasn’t. And she kept telling herself it wasn’t. She had never kissed Tucker while she and Danny were dating. They had never even held hands.
But God damn, the realisation that had just struck her was enough to make her want to slap herself for ever becoming such a cliché piece of romance movie tripe.
She had just been sitting there, sipping on her smoothie when Tucker did that Thing. She hated that Thing. That Thing where he’d say something that he knew full well was the vocal equivalent of a tumblr shitpost but he ALSO knew she’d found it fucking hilarious and while she tried her damnedest not to let a smile loose he’d send her a big shit eating grin that made her stomach roll and her tongue feel dry. Yeah, THAT Thing.
She was crushing on Tucker, she was crushing on Tucker so hard. She was head over heels for her best friend, her BOYFRIEND’S best friend. Literally EVERYTHING about this situation was the reason she hated 90% of the movies she ever saw. Love triangles were the worst plague fiction had ever suffered and suddenly she realised it had spread it’s nasty little friendship killing tendrils into her life.
She was determined, however, not to fall into the awful trap that so many would think was inevitable, and she did so by keeping her mouth firmly shut about it. She had the willpower to go face to face against ghosts twice her size, and had been through more than one bout of emotional and mental manipulation by others of the ghostly kind. She was not about to lose this battle with herself and destroy not only her relationship, but also the much more valuable friendship she held with both boys.
Sam got up and gathered everyone’s Nasty Burger food scraps to throw into the bin, taking the brief moment to let her face twist in grief over what she’d have to do. With the rubbish gone and her resolve hardened, she slathered her face in smiles and ease, walking back to the table and acting with the skill and grace of someone who had been lying to protect her best-friend-turned-boyfriend for years. Her true feelings shoved somewhere deep between a pit of self-loathing and the core of her love for the boys she cared more about than anyone on this earth, including herself.
Danny was in trouble. Danny was in so so so so SO much trouble.
Honestly? At first he hadn’t even realised he was doing it, Tucker had been his friend for such a long time, it had only seemed natural to invite him out everywhere when he and Sam made plans. But Danny was starting to realise the tension it was causing.
Neither of them said anything but sometimes Danny could pick up on… something. Of course he knew what it was, since he’d started officially dating Sam, Tucker had become somewhat of a third wheel.
Danny had never considered his friend to be out of place or unwanted, but he wasn’t sure Sam felt the same way. Maybe she wanted it just to be the two of them, maybe she just wanted some alone time with her boyfriend. She wouldn’t say anything, Danny figured she didn’t want to seem clingy or harsh but, why else would things suddenly start feeling so… weird?
He tried to make the effort to go on at least a couple dates with Sam without inviting Tucker, but honestly he just couldn’t help but think something was missing, and it really didn’t seem to be helping with Sam’s tension. She tried to hide it, she really did, and it wasn’t as though she was bad at it, Danny just knew her too well. Her and Tucker, he was hiding something too.
And Danny was starting to think he knew what it was. They had NOTICED.
He thought he was doing such a good job keeping his feelings from being too obvious, he was used to acting differently around certain people by now (having an alter ego did that to a guy), but obviously his friends knew him too well.
It might have been the touching, yep, yep it definitely could have been the touching. Danny was an extremely touchy person and his gentle caresses and nuzzles weren’t particularly picky about which friend received them. He definitely remembered a time when he straight up snuggled his face right into Tucker’s neck during what was probably an EXTREMELY un-platonic hug.
Other events on the 'Danny is a two timing doofus’ calendar included:
'Holding hands with both Sam AND Tucker while walking down the street.’
'Very delicately running his fingers over Tucker’s leg one time when he’d thrown them on Danny’s lap and honestly there was absolutely nothing heterosexual about that moment.’
'Every time Tucker laughed so hard he snorted Danny thought his heart would straight up melt into a puddle of goo, and then SAM would start doing that super adorable giggle that she was really self conscious of and her trying not to laugh made her pull this fACE and Tucker would lose his mind and start snorting all over again and-’
Danny had to stop himself right there before his heart completely dissolved because for the love of the Ancients his friends were both way too hecking precious for their own good and he loved them, he loved them sooo much. He loved them both.
And they probably knew it.
And boy that meant he was in deep trouble.
Would Sam break up with him? Would this ruin their friendship? Nobody was SAYING anything but Danny knew that stewing over something like this was just going to lead to an explosion of awkward raging teen angst worthy of a place on an MCR album.
If they weren’t gonna bring it up then Danny would just have to… get it out of the way.
Oh boy, he did not want to do this, nuh uh, no sir, he did not want to be standing in his bedroom shifting uncomfortably before his two beautiful, patient, wonderful friends. He would have loved to be sitting BETWEEN them however he deemed such a position to be quite, how the professionals would say, INA-FUCKING-PROPRIATE considering the subject at hand.
No, standing in front of them was slightly better, only slightly because Danny felt like an absolute nervous piece of half human trash. Maybe he could just jump out the window and throw himself into a dumpster, that would speed things along. He would probably end up there by the end of this conversation anyway.
He decided to just do it, stop beating around the blood blossom bush and just get it DONE. Unfortunately Danny hadn’t practiced what he was going to say beforehand, so when he finally resolved to just blurt it all out he literally did… just that.
“I’VE GOTTA HUGE CRUSH ON TUCKER AND I DUNNO WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.”
By the time his brain caught up to his words his dumpster diving plan was sounding significantly more appealing. There was probably some kind of banana skin pun he could have used there but he was far too stressed to figure it out.
Tucker didn’t respond, he appeared to be trying to bury his face into his hat. A kind of wheezing noise was coming out of him, Danny couldn’t tell if it was a good sound or a bad sound. Sam let out a long breath that whistled between her lip piercings.
“Holy shit me too.”
The Tucker sound continued, raising to a nearly imperceptible level. Danny was just beginning to think it might have been a Bad sound when Tucker pulled his face back into the world, his glasses were all fogged up but he stopped making the noise.
Sam and Danny both waited for him to say actual words but Tucker.exe seemed to have stopped working. Once he’d gained his breath he was back to wheezing into his hat. Sam hesitantly put a hand on his back.
“Are you actually okay or are you like, dying?”
Muffled words were said into the hat, none of which could be repeated around children. Danny was juuuust about to start attempting to will himself into spontaneous combustion when he recognised a very distinct sound emanating from the hat.
Snorting, Tucker was snorting like a god damn pig. Danny’s shaky legs gave out below him and he sat on the floor, shoving his face into the carpet as he laughed along with his best friend. He didn’t know what was happening right now, but he was Having Emotions and the floor just seemed like the right place for that.
Also he needed to look somewhere that wasn’t Sam. She was trying not to laugh and she was pulling That Face and Danny just couldn’t handle it right now and really the floor was great why didn’t he spend more time here.
Tucker felt as though he was finally ready to leave the comforting world of Hat Land and face the unbeLIEVABLE realisation that all of his dreams had just come true in a ten second span of time, he felt like he had just been blessed by the gods, his skin was clear, his crops were flourishing and world peace had been established. Today was a good day to start ugly sobbing in front of the two most important people in his life.
“I love both you guys too!!” Tucker half laughed, half cried, and then just straight up cried, “I’ve wa-wanted to smooch you both sooo bad for like, MONTHS!”
The moment his snorting turned to sobbing he was immediately accosted by a pair of equally snotty emotional wrecks. Danny, still on the floor, had plopped his head on Tucker’s lap and just started balling his eyes out, like he was really going for gold in 'Most Tears Shed on One Lap’. Sam, on the other hand, had commandeered Tucker’s upper half for a simple bone breaking, teary hug.
The next few hours were just chock full of used tissues, an inappropriate amount of snacks and some deep, heartfelt discussions about what the fuck their relationship was gonna be.
Honestly they were just happy to be so open and at ease with one another again, the sun poured into Danny’s bedroom window as the three of them dozed in the warm pool of light. Laying across one another, their imagined boundaries finally broken, they could finally talk shit about each other for making them feel so mushy.
Paulina said out loud at the scene before her. Those three dorks were sitting together at their usual lunch table, all bunched up ridiculously close together and if she wasn’t mistaken she had just seen Danny turn around and KISS TUCKER ON THE MOUTH while Sam, his GIRLFRIEND, just watched?!
“Oh yes.” Star deadpanned, not seeming too fazed by the weirdness happening before her.
“I didn’t think those three could get any more confusing, but I have no idea what’s happening over there right now.” Paulina sat back in her chair, arms crossed.
“Really?” Star raised an eyebrow. “You seriously didn’t see this coming? Those three,” she pointed with a delicately painted pink nail, “have been perfect polygamy material for like, three years.”
“Perfect what material?” Paulina’s face was all scrunched up in confusion, her little nose wrinkled up and her lips pursed in just the cutest little pout-