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RINGO/READER THREE...PART THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE******YOU GOT OUT OF THE HOSPITAL WITH 21 STITCHES AND 7 BRUISES. YOU GOT HOME WEEKS LATER. NOW, YOU'RE IN BED WITH RINGO ((LOOOOOOOOL)) AND-I ain't spoiling the rest!*****************
As you lay in bed, the two of you dozed off into Narnia. ((Not really. You're just dreaming.)) Ringo was cuddling on you, man it looked so damn cute and hot. Again, as soon as he was about to kiss you, now he heard the voice.
"MUM?!" He cried, waking you and the other three up. "Ringo! What the fuck?!" "I heard a voice...you where right!" "No shit sherlock." You facepalmed and went back to bed.
go to the garage....
"No you meanie!"
Just do it god dammit.
I'll kill (y/n)
"FINE." Ringo groaned as he got out of bed. He walked over to the garage and turned the light on. "Ok, what do you want?" Silence. Ringo gulped, reaching the door knob, then the lights turned off and a powerful force knocked ringo to the wall. "The fuck.do...you want...beast.." Ringo stuttered.
don't you rememb
RINGO X READER SHIT (The Rake)((Oh for fuck's sake this was a request. So don't act like I wanted to do this. ))
You quickly opened your eyes and jumped out of bed and fell on the floor. Ringo, on the top bunk of your bed jumped too, looking down from his bed, staring at you panting. "You ok?" He asked quietly. "H-he's coming...he told me!" Ringo's head fell back on his pillow, groaing. "Not this again..." "No, I really heard him!" "The rake is an old myth. Don't get too scared." The drummer turned his head at the wall clock. "Well, it's 6:00 anyways, so I guess I need to get up." He said sitting up stretching his arms out. You got up from the floor and headed downstairs. John was making pankes, George was eating a sandwich, and Paul was reading the news, oh boy.
You sat on the chair next to Paul as John placed the pancakes and bacon o the table. You quickly ate your bacon and turned to Paul. He was poking the bacon with his spoon thinking it's going to magic
RINGO X READER HIT (The Rake) 2 "Good morning sleepy-" John stopped at your doorway, staring at you, while eating his muffin. You where laying on top of Ringo, both of you looking sternly at him. "OH! That's how it's supposed to be done! Girl on top! HEY GEORGE LOVE! CHECK THIS OUT!" George ran upstairs standing next to John."No, no, no, no, that's not how it's suppose to be done...GAHH!" "I know, right?" "I thought the man was supposed to be on top!" "Yeah, me too! You and the drummer had no idea what they where talking about. Then you found out. You blushed wildly and jumped off the bed, forgetting you're on the top bunk. You fell back first on the floor and Ringo scrambled across the bed. "Heh heh, that's alright you two lovebirds." John laughed, taking a bite out of his muffin.
You went upstairs...as usual...lied on the top bed, and went to sleep. Ringo was downstairs playing poker with the other three, you knew he would come back u
wait WAT*ahe,* this may offend creepypasta fans c:
please, in the name of all that is holy, why the fuck do we need a huge fanbase for jeff the killer. :iconwthplz: Not only that, there are pairings like:
and then comes the shit like this:
:iconwtfisthisplz: what the fuck is this shit?! I honestly have no words to describe how disturbed I am. :iconwtharuplz: Not only this, but they even SHIP their OCS WITH JEEF, BEN AND SLENDERMAN :iconstareexplodeplz: NO. JUST NO. :icontwilightnoplz:
I hope you fantards step on a fucking LEGO. c:
AWWW HOW ADORABLEhttp://mintyofficial.tumblr.com/post/60547491972/baw-me-a-river
Little cuntfuck can't get over my opinion on Doctor Who. Isn't that adorable?
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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