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justin bieber stood by the bridge waiting for his date, who was named pickle man
justin was deeply in love with pickle man, though had been too shy to say it
as he waited for pickle man to arrive, he saw a figure approaching in the distance, the moonlight illuminating them
was it....
it was !!!!
justin's true love, pickle man!!!!!
as pickle man approached, justin took pickle man's hands into his own and stared into his eyes, the moonlight illuminating pickle man's face
" i'm glad you could make it ... " justin mumbled as he stared into pickle man's eyes , how pretty they were in the moonlight .
pickle man returned the stare , and smiled,
" as am i, justin. "
" actually ... now that we're here.."
"yes ?"
"there's something i want to tell you," justin said quietly.
pickle man looked at justin with anticipation, and justin blurted out,
"i think i'm in love with you!"
pickle man gained a blush and gave justin a quick kiss on the cheek,
" i think i am too. "
and they stared into each other's eyes before kissing in the moonlight.
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They french kissed for a good few minutes before pulling away from each other for air. Saliva from their mouths visible as they pant. Then they lock lips in another passionate kiss. The kiss getting more passionate as they continue. After WAY TOO MUCH TIME OF MAKING OIT WITH EACU OTEHR THEY FINALLY STOP KISSING AND stare into each other's eyes as the soft glow of the moon lights up both of their faces. They both knew it was true love. Justin blushes as he stares into pickle mans deep beautiful blue eyes. Each of them like deep pools of clear water. Pickle man looks away. He hates his eyes. But justin loves them oh soooso much, He places each of his🪪 hands on pickle mans face and kisses him. Keeping his eyes open. it is incredibly awkward. WHEN THEY FINALLY DECIDE THAT THEY ARE DONE MAKING OUT WITh EACH OTEHR. They let go of each other and stand around not knowing what to do.....😚😪🫤😪🫦🖕🤌🦷🦶🦶🦶🦶🦶🧑🏾⚕️🧑⚕️🧑🦲🧑🏾⚕️👩🦲🧑🏾⚕️👳🏼♂️🧑🚀👨🚒🧑🔧🧜♂️👼🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🫃🤦♀️🧌🧌🧌🧌
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Justin rubs his arm awkwardly, staring off to the side, and rips off his clothes.
Pickle man is shocked, he just looked away for a few seconds and now Justin was shirtless, how shocking!

Justin does a backflip into the water behind them that was calling for him the whole time they were there. He wiggles and squirms in the water, as he finds out it's just a bunch of sand. He was in the desert, as he checked his surroundings, he was confused. Why was the water sand??

Justin blinked his eyes a few more times, Pickle man was gone, and so was the romantic scenery that accompanied them on their date.

As he stood up, he felt cold, inside and out. The cold piercing weather of the moons night sent shivers down his spine. Was Pickle Man actually fake?? a hallucination?? "it cannot be...", Justin thought, not knowing what to do, he was alone.

He sat down on the sand, the only thing that accompanied him was the moon, the ruthless, cold moon. He felt as if he were being laughed at, like he was just a jester for the king. "How foolish I must've been..", Justin looked down at the sand and picked a few pieces up, as a small part of him hoped that Pickle Man was actually real.

He was quiet for a few minutes, and still couldn't accept that none of it was real. He couldn't accept that he was alone.

He turned to the moon in a swelling rage, he could barely breathe.

"YOU... HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? WHY WHY WHY" Justin fell to the sand on his knees, "HOW COULD YOU CONVINCE ME THAT I FINALLY HAD WHAT I'VE WANTED ALL MY LIFE? WHY" He couldn't feel it, but tears like strong waterfalls streamed down his face as he clenched his fist with sand in it.

"CURSE YOU, CURSE YOU AND YOUR AWFUL TRICKERY, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS TO ME" Justin screamed.

After a few hours he calmed down, and accepted that the moon was his reality now.

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Spencer had been spending all day looking out the window of his ever so tall tower awaiting that his beautiful prince charming would come save him. It had been like this since he was young. All day, all night, all evening, each of them was spent waiting. All that he wanted was a little free time. He sighs to himself and looks off into the distance! He swears he can see the silhouette of someone in the distance riding a jorse! He perks up and squints while trying to make out exactly who it was that has come to save his stuck self. As the figure rides closer he can jusy barely make out the face of...Dr Doodenshmirtz!? He steps back in shock but ends up tripping over his long lush blue hair and falling backwards.
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As he rushed to recompose himself and his long, luscious locks, Spencer noticed that Dr Doofenshmirtz had stopped in front of the tower. Was... Was this his prince charming? He wasn't quite expecting his prince charming to have such a weird haircut, but he decided not to worry about it until later. He got up and leaned out the small window of his tall tower, and called down to Doofenshmirtz,
"Hello?? Who are you?"
Doofenshmirtz called back to Spencer, "My name is Prince Doofenshmirtz !!! I have come here to rescue you from this tall tower!!!" And he began to climb the tower! Spencer's heart rushed with joy -- He would finally get to leave the tower and experience the natural world for the first time in what seemed like forever! Eventually, Doofenshmirtz reached the window of the tower and climbed in...
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Spencer is overjoyed and hugs doofenshmirtz as soon as he is fully inside. "OH IM SO SO SOOO GLAD YOU'RE HERE!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG I'VE BEEN SITTING HERE WAITING FOR SOME STUPID PRINCE TO COME SAVE ME!!" Prince Doofenshmirtz wipes the dirt off of his blazer and looks spencer up and down. He is a short man with very long very blue hair, he has a strange batman looking mask but hey, who was he to judge. After all, this man in front of him would be his bride once he has saved him. The prince picked spencer up, Bridal Style, and flew down to the ground with his black alpha boy wings that he got when he released his dark side when he was in his emo alpha boy phase. Spencer feels so frail in the arms of his savior. "How ever will i repay you for saving me?" He asks whilst looking up at doofenshmortz. "Well..." The prince began, "You could start by giving me your hand in marriage." Spencer hesitates. After all, he had just met this gay. But after a while of thinking he accepts Doofenshirpts proposal and the two hop on his borse and ride away into the sunset, To be married and have 3 Ugly babies with gross hair. and all of them lived happily ever after! The end!!!

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John Willy and Nerd Emoji were sitting on the couch together -- John was scrolling through Twitter, getting into online drama, and Nerd Emoji was playing with a Rubik's cube.
As John listened to the sounds of Nerd Emoji shuffling the pieces, he began to watch over their shoulder. Nerd Emoji only stopped to fix his glasses every once in a while, and John kept watching closer and closer, until he was basically resting his head on Nerd Emoji's.
As he watched, he smelled something... sweet. Was it perfume??? This stupid nerd wears perfume? What a loser. Yet... he liked the smell. It smelled like fresh fruit. He began to intentionally sniff Nerd Emoji, to their surprise. They had only noticed because John was making loud sniffing sounds while doing so. Upon realizing what he was doing, they looked up at him in disgust.
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"What IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING...!?🤓" Nerd emoji barks at John Willy...."ARE YOU SMELLING ME...THATS CRINGE." John Willy is clearly very hurt by his words..even a bit angry. So in the heat of the moment he yells back at nerd' "YOU'RE CRINGE!" Before running to the bathroom crying. Nerd Emoji early realizes that they had hurt john willies feelings and after a few moments of arguing with themselves they put their rubix cube on the ground and walk to the bathroom to apologize.... They knock on the door and can hear John Willy making strange noises, which they assumed was crying. But they slowly open the bathroom door..
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"......John?" Nerd emoji asks,
John, who had been facing away from Nerd emoji, stopped what he was doing and slowly turned toward Nerd emoji,
"dude the bathroom door was closed why did you do that"
"i'm worried about you....what are you doing?-"
nerd emoji walked over to john and saw that he was watching cat-girl asmr on his phone!! and nerd emoji was disgusted, appalled, REPULSED.
"JOHN NUTSACK WILLY."
"WHAT "
"why are you watching anime cat-girl asmr videos?!?"
"listen i can explain-"
"we're OVER john."
"NO PLEASE-"
"that's it!!!!!! i'm taking my things and leaving. this is cringe"
nerd emoji then put his little rubik's cube in a bag and left john willy to listen to his cat-girl asmr... all alone 3

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John Willy, who was devastated about the breakup that happened between him and Nerd Emoji, was out for a walk one day after a particularly upsetting thought that came back to haunt him.. the face Nerd emoji had made when they found him watching catgirl asmr... it filled him with rage! How could he have let them see that!? No matter, dwelling on it wouldn't help him any.
As he walked down the street, he saw a familiar face... Those taped glasses and freckles -- he would have recognized them anywhere!
"Nerd emoji?!" John exclaimed, and Nerd emoji looked John straight in the eyes.
"Ah, John. We meet again."
"Yeah, sorry about before. You wanna hang out again?"
"... Sure, I suppose i could try to put the past behind me."
They went back to John's house to hang out, and Nerd emoji quickly got bored.
"John. Your house has gotten more boring since the last time I was here"
"Okay well what do you want me to do about it"
"Wanna do something fun?"
"Sure lemme think"
John thinks for a moment and then gets a great idea !!
"Wanna do one of those 3 am challenges"
"What!? No-"
"Come on dude they're fake"
"Fine"
So they stay up allllll night waiting to do the sacred 3 am challenge they had been planning on. During this challenge, they...
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had prepared everything they needed, their jaystation shrine, A pentacle drawn on the floor, Some snacks, and their determination. When it was finally time they began the ritual like they had prepared, Chanting silly little things whilst holding each others hands until without them realizing they had been lifted off of the ground. When they finally opened their eyes And looked around they could see the hand coming out of tue middle of the pentacle they had drawn on the ground. Of course that paired with being held in the air had caused them to freak out, they both squirmed through the air until john was holding nerd emoji in his arms while the two of them were shaking and watching an entire body slowly crawl out of their drawn symbol. Nerd emoji is on the verge of tears because of how incredibly afraid they were. John willy.....
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held nerd emoji close and mumbled to them quietly..
"there there...it'll be okay... as long as we're together we'll be okay...
and as they watched the body crawl out of the circle, the light hit it... and it lit up the figure just enough for them to be recognizable... it was NEIL CICIEREGA!!!!! LEMON DEMON!!!!!!! but all it could seem to do was mumble " i'm digging up your coffin... and pouring out the contents..." in a deep, distorted voice.
john was PETRIFIED, and in his horrified state, he began to attempt to punch neil!! but it didn't work!!! john was desperate, and in his frenzy, he grabbed a bottle filled with water and sprayed it at neil!!! neil let out a bloodcurdling screech as he melted into a pile of goop and slowly dripped down into the hole in the floor that he came out of.. slowly... until he was gone. john slowly let go of nerd emoji, who had been comforted by john's presence, even if they had been upset with him before.
"...thank you , john ... " nerd emoji said quietly, after they realized that neil was gone.
" yeah, no problem. i wasn't expecting that to work actually"
"you're my hero <3333" nerd emoji said as he hugged john willy
"i'm sorry i broke up with you over catgirl asmr"
"it's ok :muscle:"
":)))" and then they got back together like the epic gamers they are

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The admiration Spencer had for shadow the hedgehog was undeniable. He had posters of him all over his walls, He had notebooks with his face on them, He had a backpack, plushes, a hat, and even a body pillow! All of spencers friends (aka the people that he argues with) had told him he was a little crazy, but he always ignored them. When he got the news Shadow the Hedgehot was coming TO HIS TOWN, he totally freaked out, he WAS SOO ready to meet his idol! He had gathered all the things he wanted shadow to sign and put on his hat and favorite clothes, and walked oit his door to where shadow was gonna be. Of course he could NOT contain his excitement so he practically ran all the way there (almost getting hit by a car twice)
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As Spencer approached where Shadow was going to be, he felt the excitement in his chest bubbling up more and more -- he couldn't believe it! This couldn't be happening ... He would finally get to meet his idol! His role model! He wanted to be just like Shadow someday... There was a long line to meet Shadow, and so Spencer stood in line, and waited... waited... and waited some more, until finally, it was his turn! Upon seeing Shadow in person, he got a huge smile on his face and struggled to come up with words.
"Hello" Shadow said, looking down at Spencer
"You seem. Very excited-"
" ye s " Spencer choked out, and held out the things he wanted Shadow to sign. Which was... most of his possessions, actually. His favorite was the big poster he had on his wall, which he delicately removed from its spot to bring with him.
"can you sign m y poster please" Spencer stuttered, and held out the poster to Shadow. In response to this, Shadow..
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wrote his name with a little heart and the end and winked at specner as he walked away. Spencer was so red he looked like a strawberry. HE could not believe THE SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG HAD ACTUALLY SPOKEN TO HIM. HE RAN HOME AS FAST AS HE COULD TO MESSAGE ALL HIS FRIENDS ABOUT WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED. Of course though none of them cared as much as spencer did, but he merely brushed their disinterest to the side and continued spamming them with messages about how excited he was. He went to sleep that night, staring at the now signed photograph of his biggest inspiration. A huge smile plastered on his goofy ahh face. The rest of my life will be awesome now that i have this, He went to sleep telling himself while cuddling his shadow body pillow

Fanfic created with #FranticFanfic.

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Lays was walking down the street and looking at the men on the sidewalk. They were all so attractive because Lays loved men so much. But as he was walking, he felt like someone was behind him and following him. He stopped walking, and turned around expecting to see someone (like Robert) but nobody was there. He turned back around and was shocked to see Straight Banana!!
He let out a loud yell as he jumped back, and Straight Banana would have kicked his feet and giggled if he had feet. Instead he just kinda floated there.
"Hello again, Lays" he said ominously as Lays looked at him with fear, his little body shaking at the sight of Straight Banana.
"I... I thought you were dead..." Lays said, struggling to make sentences. He was so shocked... Lays and Straight Banana had gotten into an intense fight many years back, which Lays thought he had won... for his worst enemy to appear out of nowhere was the last thing he was expecting!
"I was, but then I got better. I'm not here for trouble, I just want to make things better" he said.
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Lays chuckles at the thought that the straight banana. Whom had been his enemy for years had decided to make out with him out of nowhere. And although he didn't fully trust him, he decided to play along with whatever scheme the banana had been planning. "So..." Lays starts before being interrupted by the banana who said "I was thinking we could go out for coffee sometime..." Lays raises his eyebrow. The hanana continues, "Well i know we havent had the greatest past with each other but... im a changed banana and i feel the lest i can do is take you out to get coffee!" His voice sounding sweet, if he had a fave he would be smiling. Lays accepts the offer still not fully trusting the floating fruit.
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The banana floated along, as if gesturing for Lays to follow. They walked for awhile, until they reached an abandoned alleyway.
"Uhh I thought we were going to get coffee..." Lays said, becoming suspicious of the banana.
"What? Oh, we are! This is just a shortcut..." The banana said, and led Lays into the abandoned alley. Lays, though being suspicious of the banana, decided to give him a chance anyway. As they got further and further into the alley, Lays stopped.
"What's wrong, Lays?"
"You... this... this was a trick all along, wasn't it?!"
The banana quickly became enraged, and started to shout at Lays-
"Oh, so you just assume that about me when you don't understand!? Is this how you are with everyone!? I was actually going to take you for coffee! And we were going to make up! I was willing to put our differences aside, Lays! And now that you've said that, I realized that you haven't changed one bit-"
Lays smirked, and chuckled, "You're just a straight banana. That's all you'll ever be. What could you possibly do to me?"
The banana quickly grew in size, until he was matching Lay's size (Which was quite small but still larger than the banana) And he began to squish Lays against the wall with as much force as he could muster-
"I want to end what we started. I've wanted to for all these years. Now i finally can...."
and haha lays goes squish cuz im too lazy to write the rest

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Spencer and muscle cookie have just finished an intense make out session. Soencer locks eyes mith muscle cookies SWEET BOD observing each defined detail of his hunkalicious physique. "Nice pecs" Spencer says. He then gets up and walks out the door without another word being said. Muscle cookie realizes that he is a heterosexual and he wil never kiss a STUPID TWINK AGAIN. And then he goes back to his daily routine. Lifting weights and chewing protein powder. Once Spence returns to his huge mansion and his twink catboy boyfriend and his peacocks he walks up the seventeen flights of stairs to his room. Lays on his bed. And throws a tantrum for no reason other than the fact that he felt like it. His twinkalicious boyfriend enters his room mid tantrum and asks him, "w...wh....wats wwong s..spency wency :c uwu X3 nya." Soencer looks up at him. Eyes leaking salty tears. His eyes red from All the bawling he's been doing. "OH OLIVER IT WAS TERRIBLE....I was maKING OIT WITH THIS REALLY BUFF COOKIE AND NOT YOU :(((" Oliver pats his back and they lock lips in a passionate kiss. Tuen soenfer gets back to his grind. No longer bawling. But bawling.
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As Spencer leaves the room, he has a wonderful idea. THEY SHOULD GO TO A CONCERT !!!! Just Oliver and him, on a romantic date as whoever they're going to see sings. It was perfect! He had to inform Oliver about this wonderful plan immediately.
Spencer scurries on over back to his room like A RAT. (but in a cute way). Looking into the room, he notices Oliver is deeply upset, all alone on Spencer's bed, the window was broken (Oliver pushed him out of the window). BUT OILVER WAS UPSET !!!!
Spencer walked closer to his bed and pat Olivers back
"Why are you sad? :((((((" Spencer asks, Oliver responds with tears in his eyes.
"I'm still kinda sad that you kissed muscle cookie instead of me :"(((((" Spencer felt his heart sink, he looked away from Oliver for a moment, then looked back with a guilty expression, he was on the verge of tears.
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"Oliver, I- I'm really sorry- I just couldn't resist... His muscles, dude... his MUSCLES..." Spencer said, his voice cracking as he tried to hold back his tears.

"You could've asked me before kissing him though... even if it was only because of his muscles..." Oliver mumbled, his ears pinned back.

"Oliver, I still love you, I just wanted to try kissing a buff man. I didn't like it anyway, you're much nicer to kiss-" Spencer said, and Oliver's ears perked up ever so slightly.

"You- You mean it?" Oliver asked, hope in his small voice. Spencer wiped his face, and gave a gentle nod.

"Of course I do. You're my favorite person to kiss in this entire universe." Spencer said, his tone more serious than Oliver had ever heard it. Oliver smiled, and scooted closer to Spencer.

"Aww, really? That's so sweet... But can you promise me something?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Please don't kiss muscle cookie behind my back again... Actually please don't kiss any men behind my back again, okay Spency??" Oliver asked, his big blue eyes piercing into Spencer's. Spencer thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.

"I'll try my best," Spencer said, which got a smile out of Oliver.

"Thanks, love." Oliver said, before planting a kiss on Spencer's cheek.

And just like that, they had made up. And Spencer learned he hated kissing buff men, and would prefer to kiss twinks like Oliver :)

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Mr. Tom Holland is out for a nice stroll, as one does. He needed some time to get away from all of his adoring fans (his one fan which was lays trying to makeout with him).
He ends up near the flowers and the willow tree, and in the distance he sees a tall hunky figure near the tree, filled with curiosity, he changes paths to see who the mysterious figure could possibly be.

As he get's closer, he sees a ram ranch cowboy, with gigantic muscles, and a really small cowboy hat. As Tom examines the hunk, he gets interrupted by the tall, hunky, sweaty cowboy.

"Like what ya' see partnr'?" The cowboy says, with a smirk. The cowboy looked down at Tom, gazing with desire.

Tom looked up to the Cowboy, he looked back at him in awe, The Cowboy was sooooo hunky, Tom couldn't believe his eyes! How could such a hunk exist?

The Cowboy placed his hand on Tom's face gently

"Are you alright?" he asked
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Tom's face began to flush as he realized the circumstances -- and averted eye contact.

"I- I'm alright! I just... Y-yeah, I'm okay..."

Cowboy smirked and caressed Tom's cheek, which made Tom's face get redder. How cute.

"Well, if ya insist. Y'know, you're... awfully cute. Cute lil' guy."

"Huh!? Oh- I- Thank you-"

"Ya wanna head back to my place? We could... have a few drinks. Hang out. Y'know?"

Tom's face couldn't possibly get any redder at this point -- this handsome hunk of a man was asking HIM, of all people, to hang out?

"I... ah, sure... Where do you live, exactly?"

The cowboy smiled, and looked deep into Tom's eyes.

"You may have heard of it... It's a place called..."

"Called...?"

The cowboy's voice got soft, and he leaned in close so Tom could hear...

"... Ram Ranch." He said, his voice deep and mysterious.

Tom was shocked -- but tried his best to keep his cool,

"Oh! Oh, I- Uh- ...That sounds nice. I'd like that."

"Well, hop on in, partner," Cowboy said as he gestured for Tom to get into his sick ride. It was probably just an average car, but with bad decals stuck on them. Nonetheless, Tom loved it. Tom got into the passenger seat, and Cowboy got in the driver's seat soon after.
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"Are you ready to be taken on the ride of you life, partner. 😈" Cowboy says looking at Tom Holland. Tom looks away, not knowing what to say to the big, hunky, sweaty, delicious, beautiful, Snackalicious, Man sitting next to him. In an attempt to avoid any form of conversation, He checks his instagram to see if his adoring fans have said anything new. Only to he disappointed by a dm from lays asking to make out with him. "thats the third time this week this guy needs a life." Tom thinks to himself. The Cowboy decides that the car ride is gross when its too quite. So he says, "So...aren't you like.....famous or sumthing like that." Tom replies with a simple, "Yeah, i guess you could say im a little famous. Only a little." The Cowboy next to him smirks as he drives his FordF150 to his humble abode at the Ranch. When the long ride is finally over Tom holland looks away from his phone for the first time in his life to see that they were in the middle of quite a large Ranch. He hops out of the truck and looks around, noticing a sign near the entrance that reads "Ram Ranch." "Hey...I think ive heard of this place before." Tom says thinking of where he has heard it. "Well thats bananas." The cowboy says. "Ive gotta introduce you to my 17 friends that live here with me. They should be in the showers right now but we can wait...and while we do, please, tell me about yourself." Tom proceeds to explain his whole life story to the stupid cowboy before he notices the presence of an awful kotof people standing behind him. He turns around to see 17 buff men. wearing towels. Each wearing a cowboy hat.

"Well..." The cowboy says. "These are my friends." Tom looks each of them ip and down eventually figuring out what he had gotten himself into. Although....thats not what he thought when the cowboy had said "Ride of your life." At least this was better than having to deal with that stupid twink lays swooning over him all day.

The End😈😈😈😈😈😈

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Lays sets down his champagne glass. It's his third drink so far, he is clearly feeling a bit tipsy. Luckily you, (Ram Ranch cowboy) were already planning on driving him home. With his lack of a drivers license and
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his insane w rizz, he offered for lays to get in his car.
"You ready to go for a ride, partner?" You asked the smaller man, as he looked up at you (you couldn't tell if he was in love with you or if he was just being dumb again).
"Yeah ...." Lays mumbles as he sets his drink down.
"I'll carry you," You say to him before picking him up to carry him to your car. He was a grown man and could probably use his legs but you didn't want to risk anything. You brought him to your super cool pickup truck and opened the door for him. He got in the truck and sat in the passenger seat, and you got in beside him. You turn on the truck and drive him hhome. (i hate this i hate lays and the stupif cowboy)
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On the drive to layden's house you can't help but notice lays has been staring at you, the look in his eyes similar to how he had stared up at you before accepting your offer to drive him home. (He looks extra submissiveHELP) When you finally pull up to his drive way he stutters, "yyou know..you're awfully nice driving me home and all.." You start nervously sweating at the almost seductive tone of his voice. He begins to slowly move his hand towards your legs. "I wonder if yourre as gentle as your actions perceive you to be.." At this point there's a knot in your throat you can't swallow.

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Karkat had always been a big fan of Shawn Mendes's music - he was in love with the sound of of his voice, not to mention how... pretty he thought Shawn was. Karkat never considered himself anything other than straight, but Shawn might be the exception to that. Or, maybe more fittingly, his realization. So when Karkat was scrolling through Shawn's twitter page and he saw that Shawn was going on tour in his city, he was overjoyed. He ordered tickets to his show immediately, and spent the next week preparing for the show.
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Finally, the day of the concert came. Karkat was practically bursting with excitement as he had ordered himself FRONT ROW SEATS. As he walks to his seat he can smell the white boy must being excreted from Shawn as he prepares himself for performance. It excites him. Although Shawn himself is quite nervous about this performance, yet he feels something may be different about it. When he first entered the city he felt some romantically challenged yet attractive aura radiating from the dumpsters. Of course he ignored it as someone of his status runs on a.. tight schedule. He realizes he has been caught up in his thoughts for too long and he rushes to finish any final preparations. He rushes to stage and,
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as the song starts, he sings or whatever musicians like him do, I mean it's probably lip-syncing but who cares. As he's performing, he points at random people in the crowd in creepy ways, but they seem to be okay with it because he's attractive. Shawn's singing his song, and Karkat can't help but squeal and cheer for him - normally he'd never let himself get this excited for something as minor as music, but something about Shawn made him not care. As Shawn looked out at the crowd, Karkat caught his eye. Maybe it was because Karkat was jumping around and squealing like a freak, but it was probably because he noticed that the aura Karkat gave off was the same one from the dumpster earlier. Could this be a sign? He looked directly at Karkat, and as if it was nothing, winked at him. Karkat's face flushed and he held his hands at his chest--he couldn't believe that Shawn of all people noticed him! At the end of the performance, Karkat took himself to meet up with Shawn.
"Oh, hey." Shawn said to Karkat, looking down at him. Karkat looked up at him and smiled-
"HI. YOUR SHOW WAS REALLY GREAT." He said, kicking the floor with his foot.
"Oh, thanks..." They stared at each other for a moment before uhh idk going backstage and I HAVE 6 SECONDS LEFT I CANT FINISH THIS

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Jeff the Killer had recently kidnapped Fred Fogglehorn, Keeping him locked in his basement until he was ready to kill him. Little did he know, fred was actually a werewolf. And the day jeff had decided to kill him..just happened to be a..full moon.

Jeff enters his basement, knife in hand, feeling around the cold damp brick wall for the light switch. When suddenly he hears a low growl from the darkness. He is taken aback from this as it is, even for his strange home and living conditions, quite odd. He proceeds with more caution than before as he was preparing himself for whatever may be in the dark. He finally finds a light switch and flips on the lights. They turn on and an old fan also freaks on. Fred. now in his big intimidating werewolf form, has cleverly hidden himself underneath the stairs ready to run away at any opportunity. Yet as he watches jeff descend his stairs he is struck with a feeling of curiosity. If he really gets out alive he would need a good look at his kidnapper so he would properly be able to report him to the authorities. Jeff steps from the old creaky stairs onto his cold concrete floor. He notices the chair he had originally tied fred to on the ground with the torn rope lying next to it. He looks around before kneeling down to further investigate the cause of this.
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Jeff, being the dumbass that he is, decides to sit around and think about what happened to Ferd for a few minutes. It's only when he hears a crash coming from outside that he realizes he should probably go look for his hostage. He runs outside with his knife, and looks around for any sign that Fred may be around. He doesn't notice much for awhile, until he sees small tufts of fur in a path down into an alleyway. The fur looked like it was from a dog, and Jeff had assumed that the crash was because of the dog. Fred was sort of a baby about dogs (he was absolutely terrified of them). He followed the path of spots of fur down and into the dark alleyway, where he saw a tall figure. The moonlight shone down onto the figure, and Jeff could recognize the colors of the figure's shirt anywhere. Could... could it be Fred? No, no, he must have been seeing things... Until the figure turned around to look Jeff right in his cold, disgusting beady eyes.
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The glare he is faced with sends a cold shiver down his spine. Being a murderer and all, jeff has seen a hell of a lot. But this? The look this tall hairy figure gave had his buttcheeks quivering in his hot pink barbie thong. He drops his knife and steps back. Unfortunately for him he managed to back himself into a wall. As Fred the Werewolfâ„¢ï¸ approached him slowly Jeff fears for his life. His knife is on the ground quite far in front of him (too far for his little toesies to reach) he gulps, squeezes his eyes shut, and prepares to face his demise. Fred finally reached jeff it shouldn't have taken him as long as it did but What FUCKING ever looks like boy is taking his sweet time😒 He breathes in the smell of jeff's hair as jeff blushes at the feeling of his hair being WHIFFED for sum rreason.

I dont know what to write anymore so i will go wild. My apologies in advance :'3

Fred suddenly places his large hairy hand upon the wall next to jeff and with his other hand grabs his face and stares into his beady ass eyes. They kiss and I CANT DO THIS

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Walter White was walking down the street, probably to go idk buy some illegal substances when he noticed a man walking by. The man looked familiar but he couldn't put his finger on his name. He knew he had seen the man before, even if in articles written by biased internet journalists or satirical hate videos. That face, the way his facial hair was placed; it stood out to him, but he couldn't quite tell why. He decided to go talk to the man.
"Hey," Walter said, approaching the man.
"Hi," the man replied, "sorry but I'm not giving away money right now"
Walter was confused, "What the hell are you talking about I just said hi." They stared at each other for a moment... and then Walter spoke up.
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"Something about you, I swear on my cancerous lungs that i have seen you." Mr beast isnt at all surprised by this because well. He's Mr beast. Although he thought walter was kind of cute teehee >_< "Well cutie if you'd like to find out more about me.. I'm free this friday. 😉😉😉😉" Walter is rightfully confused about this. Yet in a thoughtless moment he accepts. "Well then, See you at [NAME OF RESTAURANT] this friday~" Walter can't believe this. He was a wife and children and lots of methodologies to sell and he knows damn well jesse will not be happy about this sudden cancelling of their plans. But Jimmys charm seems to make all that..worth it in a way? It's hard for him to process how he feels but come friday he has put on a full face of makeup and a dazzling crimson dress. Skylar being the stupid bitch that she is does not question this at all, she's sure welter is just exploring his emotions. Cancer can do that to a man. Walter leaves his house and drives to [NAME OF RESTAURANT] only to find mr Beast waiting patiently outside.
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Mr beast was wearing a suit with his main colors on it, blue and pink. It looked kind of stupid but Walter didn't care, he was just excited to be there.
"You look great," Mr beast said to Walter, and Walter blushed, though you couldn't tell under all his makeup.
"Thanks. You do too." Mr beast knew that he looked so good, so he just smiled. They went into the restaurant and ordered their favorite foods.
" so, why are you so familiar ? I swear I've seen you around." Walter asked mR beast.
" well I'm.. kind of popular."
"oh yeah?"
"yeah."
"do you sell meth too?"
"..no? i give people money on youtube"
"oh cool. what's your channel?"
"I'm Mister Beast"
Walter's jaw dropped. Mr beast?? THE master beast?? Walter couldn't believe this was happening!
"oh- that's really cool."
"I guess so,,do you want to be in my next YouTube video?"
"sure"
"I'll give you a million dollars if you stop selling meth"
"okay!"
and then Mr beast helped Walter white stop being a drug addict and it was great. i hate this fanfic sm like actually this is so bad