โง๐๐ก๐ โง๐๐ฃ๐ค โง๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ง โง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ โง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค
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โข ๐ญ๐ฐ!: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐๐, ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ, ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฌ, ๐๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐/๐ :๐, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ฎ, ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ.
โข ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ฎ X !๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐/๐
โข๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฒ: ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐ ๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐จ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐๐.
โข๐/๐: ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐๐ค
โข๐๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐ญ: ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ
The day was like any other, waking up, showering, and getting to work developing lyrics and beats and melodies. Despite doing all this yourself you frequently had collabs that you needed to be prepared for.
It wouldn't have been an issue if you didn't have to worry about Ryan; your selfish, emotionally unavailable, useless boyfriend. I mean all he would do is drink, hangout with his friends, and yell at you. It's not like you were gaining anything from being with that waste of space.
Today you had an important meeting with another music artist that wanted to collaborate so you grabbed your laptop and other music gear and locked your room before leaving the house.
It was refreshing walking outside and letting the nice windy breeze hit your face. The sky is turning a bluish orange. And leaves of the big orange trees drifted down around your feet as you started your walk or tried to. (Ignoring all the text from your boyfriend) you felt the odd feeling of being watched. It's been like this for a while but then again this part of town is quiet but lively so maybe it was just some random people.
Taking walks refreshes your mind from time to time but this is one of those cases where you wish you didn't have to walk. Like this case, the sun was slowly setting and as you walked through the busy and not so safe parts of Tokyo, an unshakable feeling of fear came over you for no reason. Or so it seems.
Despite the way you feel you kept walking because you couldn't miss this collaboration it could make your monthly listeners skyrocket. You stop at a gas station for some food and ignore some of the druggies outside. After bringing some snacks and drinks at the counter. And having a very uncomfortable exchange with the cashier, when you go back outside the druggies are gone?
Uh? Okay? The fuck...
While walking you notice a man with curly green hair. He looks at you waves at you with a warm smile. You wave back and continue on your way. Not trying to start conversation and waste even more time.
When you finally make it to the studio nobody is there so you wait and wait and wait but it all stays the same. Maybe I got the time wrong but when you looked at your phone it was most definitely right but I guess not. After a few disappointing minutes you start back up walking home. This time, in pure darkness besides the city lights and cars that illuminated the streets.
The same feeling of being watched made your eyes wet. Just keep walking, nobody is looking at you, girl. Well you couldn't have been even more wrong. The same friendly person who waved to you earlier was just walking around killing people who made your life a tiny inconvenience. People who did nothing wrong.
As you continued walking he continued following you. Above, on top of the buildings he watched you, everywhere that you went each path you took... Oh it was just like having a romantic walk home. But you didn't know he was there. You guys were so in love with each other clearly. Right?
When you got home you didn't even care what time it was but apparently to your drunk boyfriend who was awoken by the sound of the front door. It was clearly too late for you to be out and already you knew that he was gonna do his usual accuse you of cheating, yell at you, curse you out and then pass out on the couch.
I mean if that prick is good for one thing I guess it would be being loud or some shit like that. You didn't even want to deal with him so you walked past him but Ryan was for some reason way more pissed than usual and grabbed your arm.
"Let me go!" You shouted while trying to tug your arm free. Little did you know your stalker was watching and taking in the situation.
"I know ya wer' out there bein a lil slut!" He kept grabbing you and pushing you again a wall. He was way too drunk to be this angry at you when you haven't even talked to him once today.
"Ryan, get the hell away from me!- you guys both freeze as the sound of shattering glass echoes throughout the house from the kitchen.
"what the f-...."
Ryan walks towards the kitchen still as angry as before but a little bit more wary this time. You follow behind him and stop, practically shaking when you see the same individual who waved at you, standing before you. with a knife and a uncanny grin.
Your adrenaline started kicking in as you panicked at the sight of the stranger standing before you. He saved you but only so he could finish you himself? It was all too much to think about but. Everything went quiet until you broke the silence.
"Y-you... I saw you... At the gas station"
The green haired man smiled at your revelation and nods. Ryan, however, still found a way to make you seem like the bad guy. As usual..
"this the dude ya was sluttin' out with?" He says drunkenly while stumbling over his words and staring at you angrily. He takes a step closer to you and raises his hand at you and then it all goes blank. Besides the cold feeling coating your body. When you open your eyes, confused by the lack of impact you notice the liquid covering your body and the body of your boyfriend or rather ex-boyfriend.
You stare at the body for a bit longer than normal, just processing everything. You weren't sad or bothered by his death it was just an inconvenience that he died in your house, and got his blood on your body. Your face was stuck in an expression of shock but you felt something way different than shock. Was it relief?
"you killed him..."
Before you could steady yourself and run away to call the police you lost all of the energy and will to move. Your vision doubled and you just remembered the cold feeling of your head hitting the floor.
You woke up to the warm, soft and velvety sheets of Izuku's bed. As you slowly regained consciousness and your vision you noticed that obviously, this wasn't your fucking house. You sat up and looked around the room until you saw izuku sitting down across the room from you, just looking.
You tried to talk but nothing came out, Izuku picked up on this and walked towards you. Panic. That was all you could do at that time. When he raises his hand you flinch and prepare for the impact but just like last time there was no impact or at least not anything intense. A calloused hand gently brushed your cheek. Confused, you slowly opened your eyes to see what was happening.
"Don't worry, doll. I'd never hurt you..."
What? What did he just say to you? Did he call you doll? It was all very strange but you noticed the odd amount of sincerity in his voice.
"W-why am I here? Where am I?..."
"You're here because this is your new home."
I was writing this for a couple of days bc I had no inspo but yeah I finished it!
The 18+ themes are warnings for the entire story not this part.
โคออออโฐ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ
(I felt generous so I made a second part in the same. Day)
A/n: Pt 2 has arrived I hope you guys enjoy!
Pt. 2
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐: ๐ธ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
(๐๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐)
There's just something so lethal about satoru and his mindset about you when at the head of his clan. Now sure this can be changed by other fics you may read. But I can just imagine you not being the most ideal match up for satoru but him loving you so much. One day you couldn't bear the comments coming from them and you decided that it was now time to say something to Satoru. As soon as he heard all hell broke loose. He already didn't like his clan and absolutely HATED how they viewed his decision of picking you to be his wife. However when he found out they said stuff behind your back and his back? It was terrible... Satoru went there and looked over them with eyes blinded by hatred and bloodlust. "My wife." The higher ups shared a look of interest "Are you proposing a divorce, so soon? Well it's understandable-" Another higher up nodded. "She wasn't all that m-" And just like that the head of a higher up rolled across the floor leaving a crimson trail behind it. He stood straight and looked down at the rest. "My wife had told me that you guys have been talking about her behind my back. Is that true? Doesn't really matter, you'll die anyway" "yes... " His eyes widen and stare directly at the higher up. "We don't think she's a good fit for you at all, we did it to make her catch the hint that she's not welcomed. When that didn't work we had to improvise more direct messages" Satoru didn't say anything. He just walked towards the older man that sat in front of him and lowered himself to his level. "You do not decide anything for me. And if your improvised messages involve laying a finger on my wife..." "We have, but she's... Persistent"
A loud Thud can be heard so you find yourself wandering downstairs to find your husband. Your head peaks through the door and sees the terrifying scene ahead of you. Satoru, just standing in the middle of a room filled with bodies. People mutilated beyond comprehension. Some people are still barely alive and dying by blood loss. And others... Had some parts of their body somewhere else inside the red room. All you knew was that your husband was responsible.
"Toru?"
He turns around and walks towards you with haste. Right as you're about to run and he grabs you and hugs you. Planting tiny kisses on your temple. "toru, what did you do..." He stared blankly in the direction opposite to the room "What I should've done years ago."
A/n: I went too far lol it was just supposed to be paragraph lol๐ญ
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First time writing texts so be easy on meโก
๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ? ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ โโโโฎ
โน โ โ โฅฅ โฉ โฒ
Guys I just got done watching Captain Lazerhawk. Even though I'm a few months late. That. Shit. Was. AMAZING.
RAYMAN STAYS ON TOPโ Dolph a close second.
That's all I wanted. Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna talk about rayman for hours. :)
โ ๐๐ญ. ๐๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ฃ๐จ, ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ญ๐จ, ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐จ, ๐๐จ๐ฃ๐ข ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ, ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐๐ฆ๐จ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐
(Forgive me. It's my first time writing NSFW)
Tw: overstimulation, sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, crying, comfort, mention of positions (vague) and a couple of other things lol.
A huge silent room was filled with the sounds of moans and the repeated smacking of the huge bed smacking the wall. "F-fuck... Baby... You're so cute when you're like this.." Followed by the repeated slamming of his hips into you. By the arch your back was making you would assume that it would just break after one more thrust. The entire bed and its frame shook intensely and the room was filled with a vague sweet smell.
At this point your legs gave out already and you were laying on the bed taking it with nothing but a few whines and an intense grip on the pillow in front of you. "T-toru w-wait. I can't-..." He followed this up with a chuckle. "Don't worry just let me take care of you..."
The speed picks up and all you can do is feel. Blinded by your watery eyes, all you can see is a blurry pillow that's drenched in tears. Your poor cervix being hit every single time and repeatedly getting abused by Satoru's huge cock as it thrusts back in you deeper and deeper until... "Limitless!"
The entire mood and atmosphere of the room goes grey as he immediately gets up and checks on you. "Baby, fuck, I'm so sorry are you okay?" You twitch uncontrollably as you keep your face in the pillow trying to recollect yourself. Satoru grabs some water and snacks before coming back to you quickly and gently putting you in his lap.
"fuck... I'm so sorry..." You sniffle and look up at him. "I-its okay.. I was just a little overstimulated" Satoru had a face disgust with himself before you kissed his neck and jawline before leaving a long kiss on his nice red lips. "'s okay baby I know you just felt good..." He looked up at you and put his self disgust aside and grabbed the snacks/candy and shot you a worried "I'm sorry" look.
"Break?"
"Fuck..baby, you look so pretty under me" You squirm under him as the thrust of his cock sends shock through your entire body. You were trapped under him with thighs putting infinite secondhand pressure on your chest while your feet hung over his shoulders.
" 'guru, wait- I... mmph!" Your whines were muffled by 2 long fingers entering your mouth. "Suck" Just then you followed his orders with little hesitation. But the more and more he thrust into your abused cunt the more and more your tears and numbness caught up to you.
The build up to your third orgasm was evident and it wasn't graceful. "S-Suguru!" He responded with a grin and even rougher treatment. "Overstimulated?" He said looking down at you. It was less of a concerned face and tone more of a condescending one. You looked up at him feeling like the pressure inside you was going to burst.
"Curse!" In an instant the reality had set in a few seconds late. He pulled out which made a small 'pop' noise. When he saw you gasping for air and clenching your thighs together. His mood shifted and he left to go fetch a towel. After cleaning up he put you to bed and let you rest after stepping out of the room.
When you woke up you noticed the soreness in your legs and chest was mostly gone and the fact that Suguru wasn't there. Confused, you sent a text asking where we went. "Y/N, sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to go that far. I should've stopped sooner, I'm downstairs right now and I got you food it's on the table I just figured you would want to have time to yourself after that" you could hear the guilt in his texts and that made you feel guilty. "No Suguru it's okay, I'd feel better if I were with you :)" "alright, I'm coming ๐ฉถ"
What a predicament to be in. Folded like a pretzel in the lap of your husband after a particularly rough day at work which led to the same treatment reflected in your sex life. Two large hands grip your waist and help you navigate up and down his huge shaft with subtle grunts.
"K-Kento-" "Quiet, All I need is another Hour" "that's the thing I don't think I have another hour in me-" A small pause was followed by a grunt. "Then I'll get my hours worth now" Restricting your hands and holding down your waist he thrusts up into you with intense speed.
It made you want to shatter right then and there. A growing feeling of sickness arises inside your stomach. "K-Kento... Wait... please" A giant hand silences your cries and the reoccurring hits on your cervix pushes you over the edge. Tears stream out of your eyes and your tongue sticks out of your mouth. "Overtime!"
His automatic husband mode completely overpowered his angry, tired, and needy personality. He took you off his lap and laid you down. "Honey, I'm so sorry are you alright?" You roll over to go under the covers with a shiver. "I'm fine kento, I just need some rest, please don't worry." Despite the alarm in his face he agreed. But he might use this as a reason for him to take a break from his sex life.
At this point you're questioning if you're even alive or if you will be alive when you're done with this if you'll ever be done with it. Right now, being rammed into repeatedly, you lay there just thinking about your decisions which is even harder to do when you can't even focus on something as simple as speaking and breathing.
"t-toj-..." The feeling of his cock slapping your pussy over and over again, making you drool. "Heh, y'r putting on a show aren't 'cha?" In return all he got was a mumble and some broken moans. It was evident that you weren't in the right state of mind when being fucked dumb on his thick length.
"t-toji, I- I can't... 's too much..." A low groan and snicker came from toji as lifted you higher and fucked into you faster and harder. The pleasure and pain evident on your face as you both looked at yourselves in the mirror. Sure it wasn't his favorite position but having you in a full Nelson made him experience an excitement deep within him.
"Damn it, Broke Bitch!" You hiss. "Well that was just mean, doll" he looks at you with a half disappointed and confused face and puts you down. Which you immediately fell on the floor, face first because your legs gave up. "Help me, Brokie" "Nah I don't think I wanna after you called me a broke bitch and clocked out early"
"TOJI on everything I love, you not being one of them, if you don't get me off this dirty fuckin floor..." With a sigh and way too much attitude he obliged. "Fine ya big baby" He picks you up and chucks you on the bed. "Clearly you're washed up" your eyebrows furrowed. As you took sight of his boldness "And clearly your broke ass doesn't understand the fact that I pay the bills in this fucking house and if you don't get your shit together you gonna be sleeping with that fuckin cat"
"yes Ma'am" with a smirk you accept the blanket given to you and snuggle in the big velvety sheets. "Thank you, Brokie Toji"
Straddling Choso was always one of your favorite things to do and he likes it too. "F-Fuck Cho! 's so good" "fuck.... Right there, Ma..." As you continue to ride him your legs slowly started to feel more numb. As good as it felt you didn't know how much longer you could bring yourself to doing this.
"Cho' I don't know how much longer I can keep this up" "Come on mama, you're doing so well..." Choso grips your hips tightly and continues to guide you on his cock. Giving you some words of support while doing so. Tears well up in your eyes as your body starts to give out leaving you to just silently cry for release.
Your hips crash down on his cock repeatedly as a nice silky white ring forms at his base. "That's it baby, just a little more...shit.." his grip only intensifies as he speeds up and gets slightly more possessive. "Cho' please, let's take a break!" "What...?" Clearly, he took that the wrong way which caused him to be even more possessive.
He wrapped his arms around you and thrusted faster. "Mine..." Choso was more terrified of you leaving more than anything so anything that sounded remotely close to a break up just broke him. "Blood!" The gears in choso's head stopped turning. He didn't even realize what was happening for around 10 seconds before he realized you used your safe word.
"Shit, I'm so sorry! Y/N, please forgive me!" Your mind was still fuzzy but you were still conscious enough to know that Choso was 2 seconds away from freaking out. "Hey, hey it's okay! I meant let's relax and take a break." You wipe your tears and his forming tears and you two just quietly cuddle and enjoy each other's company."
Even though you should be pretty used to overstimulation, this time is particularly worse because it wasn't just overstimulation. this time it was followed by teasing and it wasn't ideal because this time he didn't take it easy.
"c'mon brat, where's that pretty face gone?" Tears stroll down your face and cover your cheeks. Being fucked dumb on Sukuna wasn't knew but when he chose to be in his true form and in front of people, it was quite literally the worse experience ever.
"'Kuna... I can't.. 's too much-" like those pathetic mumbles were to do anything, the only thing happening right now that was different was the fact that he now seemed prouder in a way. Showing you off like a trophy for all of those lower than him to see.
"M-murder!" His eyes widened slightly as he came to a stop. Then they turned into one of boredom. He dismissed everyone before going back to you. "Brat what's the problem?" Trying to catch your breath while crying wasn't easy. It was even harder when he didn't pull out.
"Kuna, can we take a break, please?" You almost stumble over your words while trying to collect yourself. He takes you off his lap and places you on his throne.
"I'll tell Uraume to drop off some towels and clothes for you, when you are ready, come find me". He started to walk away leaving you with his kimono. "You know where to find me."
"thanks, Kuna..."
"...you're welcome Y/N"
โฉ*โขโขโง ----.ใปใ.ใปใโญ.ใปโซใปใ.ใปใ.ใปใป.----โงโก *โ
An: OMG ITS DONE. sorry everyone this isn't my normal writing style and I was also battling with myself about making it more graphic, I don't have a problem with that stuff but I have to get over the ick of writing it out. As for the safe words I didn't have them planned so I just spat out some bullshit. Ngl I actually felt a little weird writing it but y'know I ended up doing it so ยฏโ \โ _โ (โ ใโ )โ _โ /โ ยฏ good for me I guess lol.
@smionrileyswifetehe
โคออออโง๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ.
(๐๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐)
Why can I clearly imagine ๐๐๐๐ข and ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐จ (separately) shopping with you at a Hot Topic and literally balling out with the pictures in the changing room. They probably would wear every single accessory like rings, earrings, bracelets, chains and all types of stuff while in the back taking pictures with you. And since both of them are on the more horny side of the spectrum. Who knows what will happen if you wear something like a skirt or a cute top. Things will get a little heated in that dressing room. Making sure that you don't grab anything that would get their attention that much would probably be the best idea. Although I feel like it would only make this Hot Topic visit even hotter. It could just be me but I feel like Dabi and Choso would live at Hot Topic hypothetically and it could be because I read a Choso fic where he worked at Hot Topic but as for Dabi just comes natural to me.
What do y'all think?
"๐'๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฅ๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ."
"๐๐๐๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐'๐ฏ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ."
*My first writing? Story? Idfk*
โ Context: you're trying to convince miles to let you join him on his Prowler business.
"No, really! i'm so serious" you said with a serious face.
"I'm not buying it. You can't be serious, Ma" You already knew that Miles was dismissive but not this bad. He didn't even look at you. Making you feel all but tinier.
"Do you even know what you just asked me?" He gave you a look that seemed judgmental but genuinely curious at the same time. Still clearly and disbelief that you propose such a thing.
"All I asked, was that I can help you be the Prowler N' shit. You know I'm smart and I scored the highest on every fitness test so you know I'm athletic and come on it's just a huge waste of poten-"
"Ma, this ain't a fucking game!" He looked genuinely annoyed. "This Prowler shit goes way beyond what you're assuming. It's dangerous not only is it dangerous but it's something private. I never should've told you about it in the first place I don't need a sidekick cuz I work alone. Plus how would I be able to live with myself 'f sumthin' bad happened to you. Shit stays on my mind 24/7"
Picking his gaze up from the ground he looks at the buildings in the distance. Having an amazing view of the city from the building where you guys sat. With a sigh, he redirects his attention to you. "Look, I really care about you. More than anything else in this fucking world. And I'm not gonna risk losing everything so you can fuck around. Y'r too important for that..."
Silence filled the atmosphere besides the quiet wind that blows through your hair. "Miles... I'm aware of the dangers of being the Prowler or having any type of association with him. But I care about you more than anything. Plus, y'know I'm too crazy to give a fuck about safety."
You scooted closer to miles with a crazy smile plastered on your face. He still looked indifferent and kept his gaze at the cars riding under his dangling feet. "C'monnnnn Miles!" He didn't change the look on his face or his gaze.
"I'll think about it..."
โฉ.๏ฝฅ*:๏ฝกโปโโโโโโโโโโโ โโกโ โโโโโโโโโโโโ.โข*:๏ฝกโฉ
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฒ'๐๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ. ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ. ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐.
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐erso๐ (I'm not that good relax)
๐ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ค ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐'๐ข ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ข๐ค๐๐จ.
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โ ๏ธ - Favorite color is purple obviously.
โ ๏ธ- lowkey an introvert
โ ๏ธ- like Horror stuff
โ ๏ธ- fnaf is so ๏ผ*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*หให*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*ห๏ผ
โ Really awkward.
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