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Got Your Six// S.W.A.T x Reader (posting)

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Parts 33
Time 5h 28m

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"No more scratchers." Deacon stated making y/n frown "Hey, 15 stores. I'm out of cash."

"You got to play till you win, right?" Y/n smiled as they walked into the convenience store

"Yeah. Or until you go bankrupt." Deacon said as they looked around 
They walked behind a man who was staring at a hot dog rotator

"Come on, come on, come on. Come on. Damn it."

"Everything all right?" Deacon asked him

"Yeah. Can't get an even pace. Uh, slow on the bottom, fast on the top."

"And that's a problem why?" Y/n asked

"They don't roll even, they don't cook even. It's not calculus." He furrowed his brows "Like you don't take pride in your work? What do you need?"All Rights Reserved

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Devil Or Angel? by paperandpen444

"You bitch! Look what you fucking did!" "I did?" I ask. "You were the fuck the blew the red light!" "I didn't blow any fucking lights, bitch whore! You destroyed my fucking Jeep!" "No I didn't! You got a tiny fucking dent and a goddamn scratch? I can't even drive my fucking car!" "So? It's a piece of shit anyways and you shouldn't have blown the fucking light!" "I didn't fucking blow the light, asshole! You did!" "I did not!" he shouts, getting right in my face. "How old are you anyways? Three?" "No! You're acting like a fucking two year old! Just own up to your goddamn mistake!" "I didn't make a mistake, you cunt! You did!" "Fuck you, dick! I didn't do anything!" "How fucking old are you?" he hisses, his lips inches from mine. "I'll be fucking twenty one tomorrow, fucker, how about you, huh? How old are you? Thirty? Forty?" "Twenty fucking two." he hisses. "Now pay up!" he puts his hand out. <><> Alyssa is your regular girl with perfect looks. Luke is your hot bad boy asshole. When you push the two together, two things can happen. One, they can click, or two, they can crash. And it won't be hard to wonder if he's a Devil or an Angel.

P E R I W I N K L E | Stuart Twombly by -prettylittlehotmess

| COMPLETED | Skye McMahon's dad just lost his job and his girlfriend. She knows that her job at Boots wont pay their bills. All hope is lost for her and her dad. Until, her dad finds this amazing opportunity for an internship at Google. Will the open door lead to a happy ending or full on disaster? <<<<<<<<<< 'They closed down our business' The words stuck in my head, thumping to match my heart beat. My dad had recently broke the big news to me about his and Nick's business closing down. His girlfriend, my step mom, had left after he told her. She yelled at him about never accomplishing things. I heard her start yelling and ran upstairs, i hate it when they argue. When dad dropped the bomb on us about his job, i knew it was all over, dad wouldn't be able to pay off the bills and my step mom was soon going to move. She couldn't pay for all of us, she can barely pay for herself. ©Copyright | All Rights Reserved -prettylittlehotmess

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***Completed: I had written out a wedding scene but didn't feel like finishing it*** You stood with your back against the lamp post, trying not to break down in the middle of the street. Based on how dark it was out, it was probably around three in the morning- nobody would be able to see if you started crying. But it didn't matter to you. Because Greasers don't cry. They're not supposed to- it doesn't meet their personality, their stereotype. "You okay, kid?" You could recognize the voice who asked those three simple, infuriating words. You kept your head down and balled your fists, wishing that he would get the hint that you didn't want to talk. "Go away, Winston." "Come on, kid, I just want to make sure that you're okay." You could feel him place a hand on your shoulder- a gentle touch that gave a sense of genuine care. "Like hell you do," you reply, shrugging your shoulder so that his hand fell away. "None of you dumbass Greasers care about nothing but girls and cars and smoking pot behind the cops' backs. You guys are self-centered, righteous assholes. I can see why the Socs hate you losers so fucking much."

Black Combat Boots by hereisAnna

All I wanted to do was get a pair of combat boots. Black ones. I walk into the shoe store then walk to the aisle with combat boots. I've been here so many times to stare at them that I have the aisle memorized. I'm Dylan, Dylan Daniels. My family isn't poor. If you could call it a family. It's Mom and I in a townhouse. It's just my mom is a workaholic and I'm lucky if I see her for a minute. Some eighteen year olds would get high or drunk every night. She's not my mom, she took me in when my parents got in a car accident. She tells me to call her mom. In my case I work at Roquefield Towers as a receptionist from 1:30-5:00. If I ever want to buy anything I have to pay for it. Including food, any food. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks. I walk to the Checkout Line, four people in front of me. I wait. When it's my turn, five men/guys in black clothing and black ski-masks walk in with guns aimed all directions.

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Braxton Hughes is a successful businessman and CEO of a trading company in Dallas. He had a harsh upbringing, alcoholic dad who abused his mom. Poor family, deranged. But he beat all the odds but staying single for 34 years of his life. Work is his life, hes up everyday at 6 am and in the office at 7 am everyday sharp. He takes care of his employees, has a warm heart and gives them bonuses at the end of every hardworking year. At this years New Year's party, he was making a deal with Japan to trade some homegoods to sell in the US when a red headed bombshell comes crashing the party. He eyes her long legs, thick thighs, round ass, and full breasts. Her heart shaped lips and the brightest smile that it lit up the room for him. Braxton knew she was a one of the kind and was getting ready to waltz over to talk to her when one of his employees comes by and kisses her on the cheek. She smiles up at him, and Braxtons hopes died. The next day when he came into the office, the receptionist knocks on his door informing him of an appointment for an interview for his open position for special assistant. When he tells the receptionist to let them enter, a soft almost melodic voice causes his head to snap up and that when he sees the same red head from last night, standing in his office, giving him that bright smile. And that's when Braxton knew, he was going to either make or break this situation that was brought to his feet and he wasnt going to stop fighting until she was all his.

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