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Brain Eater Trick
Has anyone ever had their parents do the brain eater trick? It happened to me, and it did not go well. My parent put their hand on my head and started scratching it lightly, and asked me “Do you know what this is?” I, of course, responded “no,” and my parent followed up with “Its a brain eater, and do you know what else it is? Starving.” And it took me a hot second to get that, along with some prompts from my parents, before I exclaimed “Oh! That means I’m dumb!” So yeah, be weary of the brain eater trick.
Bad Prank
KK Arnold x Fem
summery: KK thinks it would be funny to do an ignoring you prank for TikTok and it didn’t go out the way she wanted it to
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Kamora thought it would be funny to make a TikTok pranking her girlfriend, in which you were used to her pranks. It wasn’t anything new to you but she thought it would be funny to ignore you for her TikTok. KK sets up her little cameras all around the house to get it all on video. She didn’t think much of this prank or how you would react.
Walking to KK’s dorm you greet Paige and Ice who were chilling on the couch watching some show. They both knew about Kamora’s little prank and warned her that it would not end well. She brushed them off and decided to set up for the prank anyways. You sit down next to Ice on the couch and look at the TV for a moment “Is KK in her dorm she isn’t answering her phone?” you ask looking at Ice and Paige. They both give each other a look that you don’t notice, Ice rubs your arm “She’s in her room” she informs you.
You nod and get up walking to her dorm, you knock on it and she doesn’t answer so you open the door. KK sits on her bed scrolling through instagram ignoring you. She moves around before sitting against the headboard still not acknowledging your presence. You look at her confused, like a lost puppy “Hey KK why didn’t you answer your phone?” you ask her looking her with concern itched across your features.
She counties to ignore you staying in her phone, you walking a few steps towards her standing in front of her bed. You tilt your head at the girl “KK? Can you talk to me please. Did I- did I do something?” you ask her your voice cracking. You hated being ignored, it happened to you a lot durning your childhood. KK didn’t know about that though since you didn’t talk about it to anyone. Everything in Kamora screaming to go talk to you, touch you even but she staying still for the prank.
Your heart quickens beating out of your chest, you had no idea why she was being mean. You didn’t do anything wrong that you knew of and she was just cool with you this morning. Shaking your head you grab her arm lightly and she flinches getting up and turning around her back towards you. Tears pool in your eyes thinking that she didn’t love you or something. A million thought ran through your head, you look at her through your tear filled eyes “KK please say something I don’t know what I did but I’m- I’m sorry KK” you say sniffling.
Again Kamora didn’t move a muscle and she started to feel bad, but she didn’t know you were crying. Tears stream down your face and you wipe them fast but more keep coming out.
“Kamora I love you” you say your voice cracking and this time she heard it and immediately turned around. She looks at your tear covered face and sighing getting up and going to hug you. You move away from her stepping back almost tripping over your feet “What the fuck KK?” you ask anger rising within you. She looks down at you and sighs “I’m sorry baby it was prank it was just a prank” she rushes out feeling terrible. You shake your head no and run out of her dorm and into the living room where Ice and Paige sat.
You look at Paige “Did you know about her dumb ass prank?” you ask her accusingly and then pointing to Ics too. Crossing your arms you wipe your tears and Paige looks at you guilty “We tried to talk her out of it kid I’m sorry” she tells you.
She pulls you down on the couch and hugs you rubbing your back “I got scared I thought we were gonna break up it wasn’t funny at all” you say to both her and Ice moving out of the hug and sitting on the couch in between them, bringing your knees to your chest. Kamora paces back and forth in her dorm room, guilt eating up at her. She walking into the living room and sighs “Can we talk please?” she asks you playing with her fingers. You squint your eyes at her and crossing your arms standing up and walking into her dorm, not wanting to embarrass her in front of her friends.
KK stands in front of you before opening her mouth to speak “I’m so sorry baby I didn’t mean to make it go that far and I know you have this thing about being ignored and I didn’t think about that I love you so much you did nothing wrong I promise” she rushes out in one breath. She anticipates your next move, she felt so bad words couldn’t explain it.
You nod and look down at the ground at the floor before picking at your nails. You let out a shaken breath “So you’re not mad at me or anything?” you ask her before looking back up at her. She nods and walks towards you wrapping her strong arms around you, pulling you into her. She rubs your back with one hand the other up and down your arm “I’m sorry I’m so sorry” she apologizes to you.
Kamora steps away from the hug and moves her hand to caress your cheek “Are you mad at me or hurt?” she asks you her thumb rubbing side by side on your cheek. You look up at her and shake your head no “I’m not mad just please promise your will never ignore me again” you tell her biting your lip.
She nods over and over “I promise baby I’ll never ignore you again” she says before kissing your lips softly. You kiss back almost immediately and she bites your lip before pulling away.
“I love you baby so much” KK says looking down at you. She sits down on the bed and pulls you onto her lap “Yeah I love you too” you tell her straddling her hips.
Operation Breakup Backfires (Bakugou x Reader)
*GIF not mine*
Summary: What’s the harm of a little breakup prank? It doesn’t even work anyway….
A/N: There’s no shortage of Bakugou ideas in my brain, I swear. Also, this might be the first of a little prank “series” I’ll be writing for multiple characters, idk. It just depends if I get more ideas. Hope you enjoy!
Word count: 1236
“I’m gonna do it.” You knew it was mean, but you really wanted to see how your explosive blondie would react.
“Okay, yeah that’s great,” Kirishima says, “but you know he’s gonna spontaneously combust, right?” You click your tongue.
“Oh c’mon, it won’t be that bad.” Crossing your arms, you relax deeper into your assigned seat while Kirishima shakes his head frantically, his palms slamming against the surface of your desk.
“You’ve met Bakugou, right?”
“Yes, I’ve met my own boyfriend,” you scoff, jaw twitching.
“Then you know how stupid of an idea this is. The Baku-beast is gonna come out of hibernation if you do this!” Was it ever in hibernation? You shake the thought away and wave your hand dismissively.
“I won’t let it go that far, I promise.” Kirishima raises his brows at you.
“I don’t believe you. This is gonna be a nightmare,” he mutters with wide, anxious eyes.
“He’s not gonna hurt me!” The redhead nods.
“Oh, I know that. What’ll happen is he’ll take it out on the rest of us and it’ll be a bloodbath!” He nervously rubs the back of his neck while mumbling, “My throat never looks good post-Baku-strangle.” The phrase mystifies you.
“Ok. First of all, you have a name for that?” You shake your head, baffled. “Second of all, quit being a wuss.” He grows offended at your words, holding a hand to his chest.
“I’m not being a wuss, I’m being logical,” he corrects you with a confident head nod. You roll your eyes at the act. Ever so discreetly, you cough out a loud “Wuss!” while mockingly covering your mouth. Kirishima hurls a withering glare at you.
“I am not-”
“Shush!” You cover your lips with a finger and nod your head towards Bakugou stepping through the doorway. The redhead huffs out a breath and walks away.
“Mum’s the word!” you call after him.
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The common room is empty aside from you, waiting anxiously in a chair for your boyfriend. You had texted him that you wanted to talk after school, and got a “K” in response. It was enough for you. The doors behind your chair slam open loudly and you take a deep breath before popping up and taking on a solemn face.
“What did you want to talk about?” Bakugou asks with pursed lips. His tone is sharp and impatient, but you’ve never heard it any differently. Sighing, you slowly approach him and bite your bottom lip, softening your eyes.
“I want to break up.”
Silence.
Bakugou’s face doesn’t change. Not a single twitch in his body, or a widening of his eyes. He seems… unaffected.
“No.”
No? No?! He just rejected your breakup, tackled it and slammed it down like a pro-wrestler before suffocating it with a pillow using one word. ‘No.’
“Katsuki,” you lick your lips and he tenses at the action, “I just don’t think we’re working out-”
“We exercise all the time, YN, I think we’re fine.” His voice is rough and guttural, and you notice his hands curling into fists.
“You know that’s not what I meant.” You drag your gaze back up to his face, giving him a pleading look and desperately trying to sell your prank.
“I don’t care,” his jaw clenches and he narrows his vermilion eyes at you, “we’re fine.” The hiss makes you flinch as he stares you down threateningly. Oh shit, he’s fucking scary.
You were conflicted; you wanted to be agitated at the fact that he wouldn’t let you break up with him, even though you didn’t really want to end things with him, but you were also touched at the way he wasn’t willing to let you go. However, when his feet stomp loudly against the floor as he approaches you with dilated pupils, fear takes the lead in the race of your emotions. You stumble back at his sudden advancement.
“Yeah, no, you’re totally right,” you hurriedly agree with him, nodding your head frantically, “I’m good, you’re good, it’s all good.” You give him finger guns and a cheesy smile but his expression never changes. You want to crawl into a hole and die just to avoid his intimidating gaze.
“So, um, I’m gonna go to my room now.”
“Okay.” With his approval of your release, you hightail it down the hall, barging into your dorm and slamming the door behind you before deflating against it. Hands pressed against your flushed cheeks, you trudge into the bathroom and stare at yourself in the mirror.
“What the fuck was that?” you whisper to your reflection. It doesn’t respond, thankfully. The faucet pours cold water that you splash onto your burning face. The beating in your chest is racing so fast it hurts, and you press a hand harshly against it, feeling the swift buh-bumps under your fingertips. That, what had just happened down there, was indeed a failed prank. And now you knew for a fact you were stuck with him. It’s not like you minded that but shit, he was scary! Nope. Never again. No more pranks on Bakugou.
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That night, as you lie in bed beside him, he slowly rolls over to face you, gently dropping an arm over your waist.
“Did you really mean it?” he whispers. The room is too dark to spot any emotions on his face, but his words are hesitant. Gulping loudly, you rest a hand on his cheek and throw a leg over his hips.
“No, it was just supposed to be a dumb prank.” At your confession, he purses his lips and you start to trace random patterns on his face to ignore your growing blush, ashamed at your actions.
“You could’ve just dumped water on me or something,” he gruffly responds, hand pressing into the skin of your back firmly.
“Y-yeah, maybe I’ll try that next time.” You look away with a nod and clear your throat.
“Just,” he continued, eyes intently focused on the wall to avoid your gaze as well, “don’t ever do that again. I don’t think I could handle it.” Bakugou leans his head into your touch but doesn’t say another word.
If you didn’t know any better, or perhaps if you didn’t love him, you would have smirked or snickered, or maybe even pointed out how abnormally gentle he was in that moment. But you weren’t cruel, and you didn’t want to lose the warmth by your side at night. Or the grip around your body during the day. Or his comforting presence every living moment. He was it for you, and you seemed to be it for him.
A smile grows on your face at this realization and you run your thumb over his cheek adoringly. The corner of his mouth twitches before you press a kiss against his lips and tuck your face into his chest.
“I won’t leave you. Ever.” He smiles into your hair.
“Good, ‘cause I’m not letting you go.”
Yeah, your prank kind of backfired. But hearing him say that made it all worth it.
Freddy Freeman is the type of guy ask Billy to hold his crutch, pretend to fall over, then scream “HE STOLE MY CRUTCH!!!!” in public.
Our groupmate fell asleep during class and ofc we took the opportunity to mess around 🤭
I made her the girl from that one scary movie XD
This is our Pathological Physiology professor. She graduated a few years ago and is still relatively young, but she's intelligent, funny, good at teaching and also loves to have fun with us. We really love her 🩷
(I'm not in any of the photos)
IF A CREEP WANTS YOUR NUMBER
A series of fake numbers to leave behind.
1-888-447-5594 - Easter egg number for finishing God of War, contains a dramatic speech. Personal favorite.
605-475-6968 - Rejection hotline, politely explains that whoever gave you this number turned ya down, buddy
888-276-6760 - The 24-hour Klu Klux Klanline where you can get a FREE INFORMATION BOOKLET!!!!1!
866-740-4531 - Only responds with “I am Groot”
206-569-5829 - Seattle radio station “Loser Line”. If they leave a weird voicemail, it could get broadcast over the airwaves.
Stay safe, people.
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Prank Aftermath Fics
Common People Like Me by @hp-shessocold Sirius has taken up smoking.
Midday, Midnight by @aryastark-valarmorghulis During the summer of 1976, between fifth and sixth year at Hogwarts (and after The Prank), Remus goes outside the Lupin's cottage and he finds a big, black dog in his garden...
A Perfect Day by @kattlupin Sirius sets out to make up for the mistakes he’s made and to show Remus he loves him over the course of a day.
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let’s all think about how peter pettigrew was the marauders’ biggest prank.
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04/01/2025 Happy April Fools Day!!!! Don’t get caught on a prank today lol
Love, Is this a prank?
pairings: Aaron Warner x F!Reader
Summary: five times you pranked your husband, aaron warner, and the one time he pranked you back.
warnings: fluff, mention of killing someone, ooc (?) Idk i think thats it. Lmk if i missed any!
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authors note: here’s another fic for y’all warner whores 🫶 thank you for 50 followers!! Love you all :) and also bold text means that the message comes from you while italics text means it’s from Aaron.
Prank #1 𖦹 ₊˚.
It was a warm, sunny Saturday morning, and you had decided to run some errands. As you were getting ready to head out, you couldn't resist the urge to play a little prank on your husband, Aaron Warner. He had been working long hours lately, and you thought a bit of light-hearted mischief might bring a smile to his face.
You quickly gathered three small Ken dolls you had stolen away from James and arranged them strategically on the hood of your car. With a mischievous grin, you sent your husband a text that read,
_______
My beloved 🫶
baby
Help
3 guys won't get off my car
_______
Aaron was in the middle of a conference meeting when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the message and his expression darkened as he read it. He quickly excused himself from the meeting, not bothering to say something. His protective instincts kicked into high gear.
He was more worried about your well-being, and Gods, if something happened to you, he would rain hell. Even if it's just a small touch on your hair.
Without a second thought, Aaron rushed to the bedroom to grab his machete, a weapon he kept for safety purposes. He didn't know what was going on outside, but the idea of three strangers sitting on your car infuriated him. He was ready to confront them and ensure your safety.
You stifled a giggle, knowing that Aaron's protective instincts would lead him to take swift action.
Moments later, the front door swung open, and Aaron stormed out, his machete in hand. His face was a mask of fury, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of trouble. When his gaze fell on your car, he saw the three small figures on the hood.
Confusion washed over his anger as he realized that they weren't real people. He lowered the machete, his brow furrowing as he took in the scene. It didn't take long for him to put two and two together, and he turned to you, a mix of amusement and annoyance in his eyes.
You couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of his bewildered expression. Tears streamed down your face as you clutched your stomach, trying to catch your breath between fits of giggles.
Aaron's lips twitched into a reluctant smile as he shook his head. He couldn't stay mad for long, especially when he saw how hard you were laughing.
He approached you, his machete still in hand but now pointed downwards in a non-threatening manner.
"Love, what's going on here?" he asked, his voice a mixture of amusement and mild exasperation.
Wiping away tears of laughter, you managed to compose yourself enough to explain. "It was just a prank, Aaron. I thought it would be funny to see your reaction."
Aaron sighed and tucked the machete safely away, his stern expression softening. "You got me good," he admitted, shaking his head.
He crossed his arms and shook his head, a reluctant smile tugging at the corners of his lips, “my love, I got worried.” He said.
You giggled and reached out to take his hand. "I'm sorry, love. I couldn't resist pulling a little prank."
He chuckled and pulled you into his arms, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.
"You need to stop hanging out with kishimoto," he said with a fond smile. You only laughed at that.
“I love you, you know,"
Aaron said, his voice soft and sincere as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders.
You snuggled closer to him, feeling grateful for the bond you shared.
"I love you too, even when you're ready to kill someone over a prank."
He chuckled, planting a sweet kiss on your lips, his love for you shining in his eyes.
"Especially then,"
he replied, his arms wrapped around you in a warm and protective embrace.
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Prank #2 𖦹 ₊˚.
It was a quiet evening, and you had decided to treat your husband, Aaron Warner, to a homemade dinner. As you worked diligently in the kitchen, you couldn't help but smirk as you concocted a mischievous plan. You would prank Aaron with an overly salty soup and see how he reacted.
You knew Aaron had an excellent poker face, but you were determined to make him crack. As you stirred the soup, you added an excessive amount of salt, enough to make it nearly inedible.
With a wicked grin, you carried the steaming bowl of soup to the dining table where Aaron was patiently waiting. He smiled warmly as you set the bowl in front of him.
"Here you go, love," you said sweetly, suppressing a mischievous twinkle in your eye. "My homemade soup just for you."
Aaron took a spoonful and brought it to his lips. His face remained remarkably composed, but you could see a faint twitch in his jaw as he struggled to keep his expression neutral.
"It tastes good, my love," he said, his voice steady, though you could sense a hint of hesitation. "But it's a little bit salty."
Your heart skipped a beat as you tried to hold back a triumphant grin. "Salty? It's not really that salty," you replied, your tone casual.
Determined to see if Aaron would break character, you decided to call in reinforcements. You dialed Kenji's number and invited him over, mentioning that you wanted him to taste your homemade soup.
Kenji arrived promptly, looking curious as he took a seat at the dining table. You offered him a spoonful of the soup, watching his reaction carefully.
Kenji took a cautious sip and then froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. He glanced at you, then back at Aaron, trying his hardest to keep it together. "What the fuck? Are you trying to kill our kidney stones? That's so salty!" he exclaimed.
You couldn't help but chuckle at Kenji's dramatic response. You turned to Aaron, expecting him to back you up. "See, it's not that salty, right?"
Aaron winced and shrugged his shoulders, "It's a bit salty, love."
You shook your head incredulously, feeling a pang of doubt. Could Aaron really taste the excessive saltiness, or was he playing along too well?
In a last-ditch effort to prove your point, you decided to call Juliette over. She arrived with her usual grace and took a seat at the table, accepting a spoonful of the soup.
She savored the bite and then smiled warmly. "It's not salty? It's good," she declared.
Kenji and Aaron shared a knowing look, and you couldn't hold back your laughter any longer. The prank had gone on long enough.
"It was just a prank, guys!" you confessed, unable to contain your amusement any longer. "I added extra salt to see if Aaron would say anything."
Kenji burst into laughter, his earlier outrage replaced by amusement. "Woah, Princess I thought you were trying to sabotage my taste buds."
Aaron chuckled, shaking his head. "You almost had me convinced, love. Well played."
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Prank #3 𖦹 ₊˚.
The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden hue over the evening sky as you sat in the cozy living room, your phone in hand. You couldn't resist the urge to play a little prank on your husband, Aaron Warner. He had been working tirelessly, and you thought a playful jest might lighten the mood.
With a mischievous grin, you began typing out a text message.
________
My Beloved 🫶
Baby, guess what
I got my Brazilian wax today
Oh?
Shush, as I was saying,
It was so expensive.
I see where this is going.
I already sent you money, darling :)
No I’m just telling you that It was expensive
Oh, so you don’t need the money?
No
I thinks it’s bc he’s always busy
So he charges more
like everyone Wants to book w him
He???
Where’s Diane?
she was sick so jake did my wax
Jake?????
Can men do that job?
Yeah??
Jake was really nice and sweet
I’ll kill jake.
How’d you even know he was ‘nice’ and ‘sweet’
Cause he was being gentle and complimenting me
I get it why he was so expensive lol
What?
Complimenting you?
Yeah, he talks me through it.
Talk you through it???
Love.
This is ridiculous.
Is this a joke?
No?
He was really sweet
He’s not sweet.
I’m sweet.
He’s an asshole.
How would you know that 🤨
My love.
You should have let me do it.
Do what? 😂 lol
Wax you.
You don’t even know how to
Yes, I do.
Wash and dry the are, warm the wax, avoid retinoid cream, apply the wax, apply cloth strip and then remove the cloth strip.
Easy.
Jake probably did not wash it or dry it properly.
I bet he used retinoid cream.
Amateur.
WHAT 😭
Since when did you become a waxing professional?
Since now.
———
Aaron's brow furrowed, his expression turning noticeably jealous and irritated. He set aside his phone, not bothering to see what you replied.
Hours later, when you finally arrived home, you found Aaron sitting on the couch, his arms crossed, and a pout on his face. He was clearly still miffed about the prank.
You walked over to him, your heart filled with affection for your sulking husband. "Aaron," you began, "it was just a prank. I didn't actually get Brazilian wax from anyone."
He glanced at you, his pout still firmly in place. "Oh," he grumbled, but his annoyance was slowly giving way to amusement.
You couldn't resist the urge to cuddle him, wrapping your arms around him as you pressed a loving kiss to his cheek. "I'm sorry for teasing you," you said sincerely. "I promise I won't prank you like that again." You added, which is clearly a lie.
Aaron finally cracked a smile, unable to stay upset any longer. "Alright, you win this round," he conceded, pulling you closer to him.
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Prank #4 𖦹 ₊˚.
You couldn't help but smirk as you flipped through the pages of a book in the cozy living room. Your husband, Aaron Warner, sat across from you, engrossed in his own work, as he often was during the evenings. The soft glow of the lamp cast a warm light on the room, creating a tranquil atmosphere.
"Hey, bro," you chimed in, breaking the silence.
Aaron, absorbed in his reading, merely scrunched up his face, a faint, bemused smile playing at the corners of his lips. He chose not to acknowledge your playful term of endearment, instead continuing to focus on his work.
You bit your lip to suppress a giggle and decided to take it up a notch. "Bro, can you pass me the remote?"
This time, Aaron raised an eyebrow but still didn't respond. He adjusted his glasses and turned a page in his book, clearly ignoring your attempt to get his attention.
You chuckled to yourself, knowing you were pushing his patience. But you couldn't resist teasing him, just a little bit more. "Bro, I need your help in the kitchen."
That did it. Aaron finally looked up from his book, his expression shifting from bemusement to a warning look. He arched an eyebrow, his gaze drilling into yours. "I'm not your 'bro' I'm your husband," he declared, his voice laced with mock seriousness.
You couldn't hold back your laughter any longer, and it bubbled out of you in a melodious cascade. "I'm sorry, bro," you said, still grinning.
He let out an exasperated sigh, his lips quirking into an amused smile despite himself. "You're impossible," he muttered, shaking his head.
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The soft ambiance of the upscale restaurant created a romantic atmosphere as you and your husband, Aaron Warner, settled into your table for dinner. The dim lighting, soft jazz playing in the background, and the anticipation of a delicious meal made for a perfect setting for a memorable night out.
As you perused the menu, you couldn't help but hatch a mischievous plan. A playful prank that you were convinced would bring a smile to Aaron's face. You decided to refer to him as "bro" and "boyfriend" during your interactions with the server, just to see how he would react.
With a sly grin, you waited for the server to approach. "I'll have the salmon, and my boyfriend here," you said, gesturing towards Aaron, "will have the steak."
Aaron's brows furrowed slightly as he glanced at you, but he decided to play along, thinking it was a harmless joke. "Yes, the steak is fine," he replied, a bemused smile on his face.
The server nodded and jotted down your orders, seemingly oblivious to your prank. You couldn't help but giggle quietly, delighted with your cleverness.
As the evening progressed, you continued to drop the occasional "bro" or "boyfriend" into your conversations, each time with a mischievous glint in your eye. Aaron, for the most part, scrunched up his face in mock annoyance but kept his composure.
However, after the third instance of your prank, his patience began to wane. He raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on you with a warning look that hinted at the limits of his tolerance.
You chuckled nervously, realizing that you might have pushed the joke too far. "Alright, alright, I'll stop," you whispered, leaning in closer to him.
Aaron's lips twitched with the faintest hint of a smile, and he nodded in approval. The remainder of the dinner was filled with pleasant conversation and shared laughter, all the while you refrained from any further pranks.
After finishing your meal, you left the restaurant hand in hand, the evening still full of promise. But as the night wore on, you noticed a shift in Aaron's mood. He became quieter, his laughter less frequent, and his responses to your attempts at conversation grew increasingly subdued.
"Is everything alright, Aaron?" you asked, concern lacing your voice.
He glanced at you with a hint of irritation before responding tersely, "I'm fine."
You knew better than to press him when he was in this mood, so you decided to give him some space. You retreated to the living room, leaving him to his thoughts in the bedroom.
The following morning, Aaron was still distant. He responded to your greetings with curt nods and monosyllabic answers, his attention firmly focused on his work. It was as if the playful terms of endearment from the previous night had left a lingering mark on his mood.
You couldn't bear to see him like this, so you made an effort to engage him in conversation throughout the day, hoping to lift his spirits. However, he remained withdrawn, lost in his own thoughts.
It wasn't until dinnertime that Aaron finally spoke up. "You do realize that I am your husband, right?"
You scrunched up your nose, confused, "um..yeah?"
"Then why did you keep addressing me your 'boyfriend' last night?'
"Aaron, I'm so sorry," you said sincerely, reaching out to touch his hand.
He pulled his hand away, his expression one of mild indignation. "I'm not your 'bro' or 'boyfriend,' I'm your beloved husband," he declared, his voice laced with mock seriousness.
You reached across the coffee table to take his hand in yours. "I promise, no more 'bro' or 'boyfriend' for today."
He sighed dramatically, but his fingers tightened around yours. "Very well, my mischievous love." you laughed at the nickname.
"You can't get rid of me that easily, my love." He teased.
The night ended with a loving embrace, and as you drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, you couldn't help but think how fortunate you were to have Aaron Warner as your husband, your beloved, and your one true love.
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Prank #5 𖦹 ₊˚.
The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room as you and Aaron Warner prepared for the day. Aaron had an important meeting to attend, and he was already running late. He stood by the doorway, dressed impeccably in his suit, ready to leave.
"Okay, bye, love," he said, his voice soft and filled with affection as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. His lips lingered for a moment, and he whispered, "I love you."
You hummed in response, your attention momentarily occupied by the task at hand. You knew he expected you to reciprocate, but you decided to play a little game. A teasing smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you continued with what you were doing.
Aaron raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to respond with those three cherished words. When you remained silent, he tried again, his gaze fixed on you. "I love you, my love," he repeated, his voice filled with anticipation.
You glanced up at him, a mischievous twinkle in your eye, and replied, "Ok, bye."
Aaron's face fell, and he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. He had hoped for a heartfelt response, but instead, he got a playful dismissal. He pouted, refusing to give up.
"I love you," he said once more, his tone tinged with determination as he stared at you, expecting you to say it back.
You chuckled at his persistence and continued with your task. "Ok," you replied, teasingly, "I'm not stopping you."
But Aaron didn't move. He remained rooted in the doorway, a stubborn look on his face. "I'm not leaving," he declared.
You looked up in surprise, genuinely confused. "Huh? I thought you were leaving for your meeting."
His expression softened as he gazed at you. "Not when you're mad at me."
You blinked, realizing that he had misunderstood your playful banter. "I'm not mad at you, Aaron," you reassured him, setting aside what you were doing to give him your full attention.
He sighed, a hint of relief in his eyes, but there was still a trace of uncertainty. "But you're not saying 'I love you' back," he pointed out.
You couldn't hold back your laughter any longer. It was all in good fun, but you could see that Aaron had taken it seriously. You stood up and walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"It's a joke, hon!" you exclaimed, grinning at him. "I love you! Now, go! You're already late."
Aaron's face broke into a smile as he realized he had been played. He hugged you tightly, pressing a loving kiss to your lips. "Not Funny," he murmured, his voice filled with affection.
“I’m staying.” He said.
“c’mon you can’t just cancel the meeting, darling” you replied with a teasing smile.
“Actually, I can. I'm the boss, love. Remember” he then replied, matching your teasing smile.
you then both settled in for a cozy day together. He canceled his meeting, and the two of you cuddled on the couch, watching movies and enjoying each other's company with your husband who kept whispering sweet nothings and I love you’s in your ear.
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+1
The cinema had been showing a late-night movie, and you and your husband, Aaron Warner, had decided to catch it together. It had been a long week, and the idea of a cozy night out was too tempting to resist. Little did you know that this night would turn into an unexpected adventure.
The two of you settled into your seats, the dimmed lights and the sound of hushed whispers creating a perfect atmosphere for the film. As the movie began, you both found yourselves engrossed in the story, occasionally sharing a quiet laugh or a whispered comment.
However, the day's fatigue began to catch up with you, and the comfort of the cinema seats didn't help matters. Gradually, you felt your eyelids grow heavy, and before you knew it, you had fallen asleep during the movie.
Sometime later, Aaron woke up with a start. He blinked at the screen and then checked his watch, only to find that it was well past 3 AM. The cinema was dark, and the movie had ended. Panic set in as he realized that the mall was likely closed, and you were both trapped inside.
A mischievous idea began to form in Aaron's mind. He couldn't help but think of the pranks you had pulled on him in the past, and this was the perfect opportunity for payback. Quietly, he grabbed your phone, noticing that it was still on and unlocked.
With a sly grin, Aaron changed the time on your phone to 11 AM and placed it back beside you. He then leaned over and gently shook your shoulder to wake you up.
You stirred, slowly blinking your eyes open and letting out a sleepy yawn. "What's going on?" you mumbled, still disoriented from your nap.
Aaron, his act perfectly convincing, replied, "Wake up, love. It's already 11 AM. We need to leave."
You glanced at your phone, which now read 11 AM. However, something felt off. It was still dark outside, and the cinema was eerily quiet. "Why is everything closed?" you asked, confusion creeping in.
Aaron kept his expression composed and reassuring. "It's Sunday," he explained calmly. "The mall is usually empty this early on Sundays. Come on, let's go."
You furrowed your brow but trusted Aaron's explanation. You gathered your belongings and followed him outside the cinema. As you walked through the mall, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The lack of people, the darkness outside, and the empty shops all added to your growing sense of unease.
"Why is it so dark?" you asked, your voice tinged with anxiety.
Aaron maintained his charade. "It’s dark when it’s sundays here, love," he replied, his tone soothing.
You checked your phone again, which still displayed 11 AM, even though it felt like the middle of the night. Doubt gnawed at you, but you couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
As you continued through the mall, your unease grew, and you couldn't help but question the situation. "This doesn't feel right, Aaron," you admitted, clutching his hand tightly.
He glanced at you, his expression softening with concern. "It's okay, love. Sometimes malls can be a bit eerie when they're empty. We'll be out of here soon."
You nodded, trying to calm your racing heart. But as you approached the mall's main entrance, you realized the truth. The security gates were closed, and the mall was locked up tight.
"Wait, Aaron," you said, your voice trembling. "Why are the gates closed? We can't get out."
Aaron turned to you with a sheepish grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, revealing the prank.
You stared at him in disbelief, a mixture of surprise and annoyance washing over you. "You pranked me?" you asked incredulously.
He chuckled, pulling you into a tight embrace. "I had to get you back for all those pranks you've pulled on me," he confessed.
You couldn't help but laugh, despite the initial shock. "You got me good," you admitted, shaking your head.
Aaron smiled, relieved that you took it well. "I promise I'll make it up to you," he said, pressing a loving kiss to your forehead.
As you both waited for mall security to let you out, you couldn't help but admire Aaron's clever prank. It had been an unexpected adventure, and it was moments like these that added a touch of excitement and humor to your relationship. In the end, you couldn't be mad at him for too long, and you were already thinking about how to plan your next prank in revenge.
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