Love me if you dare: technically not a baddie, more an innocent victim of silly pranks between the protagonists who start slapping him for no reason, reducing the hot muscular dumb jock to a sobbing mess
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Some beings in the alterhuman community on yt confuse me and im honestly sooooo so glad im not on yt bc like
Wym you hate the gay community??
Wym you hate nonwhite/nonwhite passing folks??
Wym you hate alterhumans that arent therians??
Wym you hate neopronoun users specifically??
WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNNN😭😭
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Slapped
You slapped Billi Joel silly.
He never had a chance.
Dear Trump
I’m a Civilian
Former Stocker, Father, Dermagraphic Tech and Body Mod Piercer Tech
Former painter former soldier performer
I’ll fast three days prior
Just to eat as much as you
Invite me to White House diner!
I’m asking PresidentTrump?
An American Citizen.
Trump is a Human not an Adolph as in Epstein, Trump a human victim as inspired by Bill Maher. And flights leading nowhere. I drank when you and Brian toasted each other cheers. I and Brian drank from glasses and lectures in lessons.
Muskogee G us
Genius
Not puzzled enigmatically
Nor MAGA
Holding to poles like a magnet
Columns have 3types
Round Doric
Iconic Scrolls
Weathered leaves in gold
Corinthian
No more PBS
No more help suggested
It’s a Trump worldwide Network
TWN
Town it tune it fine strum it works like swine on a old Mc Donald’s Farm
Fraternity Infinity Global Holocaust Trump
Fight
Slap the invite
To be guest at Table
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saw wheatus last night and was excited to listen back to the videos but you can’t actually hear them and it’s just me screaming
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China retaliates by imposing tariffs on U.S. products.
In response to recent tariffs imposed by the United States on Chinese goods, China swiftly retaliated by announcing tariffs on U.S. imports. This action has reignited a trade conflict between the two largest economies in the world. The tit-for-tat moves in the ongoing trade war have escalated tensions and disrupted global trade flows.
The trade dispute between the U.S. and China has been ongoing…
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A long excerpt from a very, very long story. Knox making the Foolish mistake of testing his boss’ patience. TW for noncon threats and use of the word “wh-re” as an insult (by a very bad man)
Simms grit his teeth in anger. With a broad gesture he withdrew his knife and stabbed it into the wound in Knox’s stomach, “Knox, fucking look at me when I’m talking to you!”
Knox gasped harshly, hanging his head and feeling a heaving sob pushing through him. He looked down at the blood pooling beneath him for a moment. He panted, vision blurring.
Trembling, he turned his gaze back to Simms, glaring at the vampire through the curtain of his bloody bangs.
“Okay…” he breathed, shocked at his own nerve, “I’m looking…”
Simms started flatly at Knox for a moment. He stepped back, unwrapping his arm from behind Knox and letting go of the knife. He stood for a moment, an arms length away, looking Knox in the eyes with an analytical glower.
He raised his hand, and slapped Knox across the face. He put his whole body into the motion, rotating his entire torso into the force of the blow.
He straightened back up with a look of utter rage on his face, “How DARE you.” He hissed.
Knox’s head was turned to the side and his eyes were wide as he registered the force of the blow. His ears were ringing. He tasted blood, his own this time. His pale cheek blossomed a bright red; Knox looked back at Simms, stunned.
He had never been slapped before. Another first.
Knox was dumbfounded. He wasn’t looking quite into Simms’ eyes, just focusing on the man’s bloody tie.
Simms stepped forward and grabbed Knox by the hair, wrenching his face up to look him in the eyes, “You little whore. I made you. I gave you a leg to stand on in this city. If it weren’t for me you’d be a pile of ash in a gutter somewhere.”
Simms was shaking with rage so intense he was actually breathing, “I let you ride on my coattails, and in exchange you’ve worked for me. Now suddenly you’ve got a name for yourself, and I come asking for something only you can give, and you give me lip?”
Simms yanked the knife out of Knox’s torso and held it up to his neck. This time there was no delicate touch. This time, it felt like a butcher grabbing hold of a leg of lamb. He snarled, “I ought to slit your fucking throat and watch you bleed into madness. Then beat you into torpor and wake you when I need a body to whore out. How. Dare. You.”
Knox shook in Simms’ grasp, plain terror on his face. He held himself deathly still, tiny, desperate breaths leaving his lips.
He tried to force himself to speak, to apologize, but he couldn’t. His mouth just hung open, a little gasp leaving him. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t do anything but tremble and stare at Simms.
With no reply from Knox, Simms’ tirade continued unabated, “Or maybe I’ll put a chair leg through your heart and only take it out to show you which part of your family members has arrived in the mail that day, hm?” Simms pressed the blade harder into Knox’s throat, drawing a steady trickle of blood.
“I can cut you until you can’t move anymore. I can bleed you into a husk and bring girls down here for you to drain dry, then let you watch the bodies of your victims rot away in front of you. I can Dominate your mind into such a fucking mess that all you can think about is how to please me and you feel literal pain when I’m not touching you. I could…”
Simms froze. He closed his eyes, drawing in a shuddering breath. The hand in Knox’s hair didn’t relax, and the blade of the knife didn’t fall away. Simms was suddenly completely still, like a statue. His face relaxed into a blank expression.
For a long moment, he was silent.
Knox’s eyes flicked from the Mekhet’s face to his knife hand and back. He didn’t dare say anything. He’d been in this position before, with Simms shouting in his face and then, the sudden stillness.
He didn’t dare speak. Instead, he waited for a question, a prompt. His neck was tensed against the blade; the belt that was still wrapped around his throat felt suffocating.
Simms opened his eyes, looking up at the ceiling. Slowly, he lowered his gaze down to Knox, and smiled. It wasn’t a kind smile.
“Knox. Good grief, you really know how to set me off don’t you? You just love to push my buttons.” The knife still didn’t move. Simms leaned closer, the smile widening, “But everything I just said is true. So it would be very, very wise of you to cooperate with me here. Now, what do you say?”
Knox flinched away from Simms, but he didn’t break the eye contact Simms had created with him. He was still shaking, hard. He swallowed, wincing at the pain in his jaw.
“I’m…I…I’m sorry…”
The knife dropped. Simms let go of Knox’s hair and gently patted his face, “Good boy.”
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Shocking Incident at Nando’s: Waitress Slapped with Plate by Customer
In a disturbing incident caught on camera, a Nando’s waitress was slapped by a Muslim man after she brought food to his table. The shocking altercation took place at a branch in Stratford, London, and has since gone viral on social media.
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The CCTV footage shows the young waitress approaching the table with plates of food for the man, a woman, and a child. As she sets down the…
Shocking Incident at Nando’s: Waitress Slapped with Plate by Customer
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I had a dream that I admitted to @dommxren that I drank an unhealthy amount of caffeine and stayed up late, i got slapped for not hydrating and resting properly and was told to drink water and rest 😰
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I just finished the mentalist, the first show I have watched back to back in almost 5 years. Definitely going to make a compilation of Patrick getting slapped/punched (he’s apparently very punchable) Could’ve been more whump, he’s really whumpable, but what we got definitely got my whumperflies going (especially the angst and insomnia in my case).
He might be my new favorite whumpee, never thought that was gonna happen.