Muttonchops Stories

(Y/N) was a bartender at a run-of-the-mill shit bar. Same people, same story every single day. Eventually, someone who had made it his life to drive the point home that he would never be back, starts to become a regular (shocking ik). He is an asshole especially when he's drunk but, after a while you start to take a liking to those muttonchops. OK LISTEN THE FUCK UP People who have read my other story prob know what I'm abt to say but here we go anyway. I am shit at regular updates. As of writing this it is 1 am before the first day of school for me. So please bear with my shit grammar and shit updates. There will probably also be a shit ton of a/ns. But imma stfu and just give out warnings. TW Swearing (if you couldn't already tell) Mentions of alcohol and it's use Mentions of abuse (I need my angst man) Anything else will be put at the start of chapters as needed I WANNA ADD THAT THERE WILL BE ABSOLUTELY NO SMUT. IF I START TO TAKE IT IN THE DIRECTION OF A SMUT SCENE IT WILL BE SKIPPED OVER. I'm not uncomfortable writing smut, I just respect boundaries. If anyone has a problem with something I write in here, please do not hesitate to send me a message or write a comment.

in which a professional, vicious thief does anything to be back in the arms of a white-haired girl by the name Mallory, and to reunite with her pink unicorn plushy, Boomer. SEQUEL IS DISCONTINUED I do not own Suicide Squad. Rights to the owners.

Mr. Beast and Schlatt met up for a video and sparks fly. But little does Schlatt know his sugar daddy has a deep dark secret. "Mr. Beast looked into Schlatt's eyes and smirked. "You can call me Tim Beast.... Only my fans and Pediatrician call me Mr. Beast." Schlatt blushed. Mr. Beast.... Was so sexy."