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Bad Touch TrioXReader Laundry CRACK
"Guys! Wake the hell up!" You yelled at your roommates' door. Being the bros they were, they all slept in the same room. You, thankfully, had one to call your own.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. "Guys! I mean it! It's laundry day!" There were a couple groans and a thumping noise as one guy was pushed off a bed. Cursing in German could be heard rather clearly and the door opened just wide enough to shove a huge pile of clothes through to you. You held out your hand for the cash you expect from dealing with all their manly man clothes, and twenty bucks were slapped in your hand.
You went six floors down to the washing machines and dumped for people's worth of clothes into three machines. You preoccupied yourself by wondering why Francis had a thong in his load while the cycles ran. You popped the clothes in the dryers and picked cat hair off your tank top, which was wierd because the building doesn't allow cats. You carried all the clothes back up when they finished drying.
Meanwile on your thong-wondering-cat-hair-picking-aventure, you roommates, Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert, had been getting very, very, VERY drunk off of Skittle flavored vodka of questionable origin. They thought it would be funny to wear underwear on their heads and pretend to be inaugurated as the next President of the United States at the same time.
And they were right. It was very funny.
Clean clothes, twenty bucks, and a bunch of pee-your-pants worthy photos of your roommates. It was a good day.
"Guys! Wake the hell up!" You yelled at your roommates' door. Being the bros they were, they all slept in the same room. You, thankfully, had one to call your own.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. "Guys! I mean it! It's laundry day!" There were a couple groans and a thumping noise as one guy was pushed off a bed. Cursing in German could be heard rather clearly and the door opened just wide enough to shove a huge pile of clothes through to you. You held out your hand for the cash you expect from dealing with all their manly man clothes, and twenty bucks were slapped in your hand.
You went six floors down to the washing machines and dumped for people's worth of clothes into three machines. You preoccupied yourself by wondering why Francis had a thong in his load while the cycles ran. You popped the clothes in the dryers and picked cat hair off your tank top, which was wierd because the building doesn't allow cats. You carried all the clothes back up when they finished drying.
Meanwile on your thong-wondering-cat-hair-picking-aventure, you roommates, Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert, had been getting very, very, VERY drunk off of Skittle flavored vodka of questionable origin. They thought it would be funny to wear underwear on their heads and pretend to be inaugurated as the next President of the United States at the same time.
And they were right. It was very funny.
Clean clothes, twenty bucks, and a bunch of pee-your-pants worthy photos of your roommates. It was a good day.
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Aph- Bad Touch Trio X Reader
This contains some bad language and the Bad touch trio soooo ... lol . IDK so whatever.
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It was a nice, sunny day in ( your country name.) You signed. ' OMG I'm SSSOOOOO bored!' you thought. Your phone vibrated and you saw that there was a text from you best friend Alfred Jones.\
" Hey _____, you busy today like around 6:00?"
" No. Why?"
"Do you want to come to the bar with me, Arthur, and Mathew? We can pick you up if you want."
"Sure Alfred! See you then. Bye"
It was only about 4:00,
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Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Water Park
Cowabunga! Today was a day to relax and splash around at the new water park downtown. Wearing your favorite bikini you approached the main doors of the park with your best buds; Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert.
"We gonna find us some chikas!" Antonio laughed ran up and wrapped his arm around your waist and then stood next to you.
"Kesesese, yeah ve vill have to find _(Your name)_ a few hotties too!" Gilbert joined you by slapping your butt.
Francis walked up and kissed the back of your neck. "No she's mine."
"Hahaha! Guys quit it!" You smiled and followed the three boys into the park.
After buying tickets you made your way towards the newe
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Bad Touch TrioxReader::cylce:2:
Okay! I'm super hyped-up from Epic Meal Time (check 'em out on YouTube) It's kinda weird though...I was dreaming of a candy pizza last night and I woke up at like, 3 in the morning just to watch some stupidly smart Americans pig out...best mother****** dream I've ever had. I'm also happy cuz i got a new dress from a store that was apparently the 'House Of India'
Here's part 2!
You,Antonio, and Gilbert walked around town until it began to rain harder. You laughed as you ran for cover behind Gilbert and Francis, Antonio behind you. Not like you were actually fast, though. What with Gilbert racing Francis and the two slipping and falling on t
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