#BAM assault charge

[pathetichimbos]

childhood best friends AU but every out of towner sees the reader and Thomas and assumes that Thomas is the one they should be scared of when in reality almost everyone in town has gotten their ass beat by the reader for being mean to him aka Thomas has scary dog privileges

>>>tw: canon typical insults; aka use of r-slur - also not a tw but f!reader ok thank ily bye<<<

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It's secret to no one. It's no surprise, no new revelation.

It's common knowledge, something no one even bothers to mention, like how the Browns got their money from a hospital scandal, or the Miller's daughter is on drugs. Just another unspoken rule, like how you shouldn't go to the desolate dirt road just outside of town after 9 o'clock, or into the woods around the farm land when the thing no one sees starts screaming into the night.

Or at least, it's common knowledge in town. So, it really couldn't be his fault, could it?

He was new, just some common Joe that had transferred over from a couple towns over to work at the slaughterhouse when demands got high.

He managed to make friendly with the older generation still running the factory and got along with almost all of the younger men that had joined straight out of high school.

He caught on quick to the unspoken social hierarchy around town, already having a similar one in his own hometown.

He knew who to stick with, and he knew who to avoid, but the one thing he didn't know, the one unspoken rule he didn't catch onto, is that no one bullies Thomas Hewitt.

He had never met him, not formally. He heard his name in passing, and it only took one look at the towering masked man to figure out who he was, and even less time to realize that he didn't want to meet him.

No one spoke to him, and he didn't speak to anyone. He was avoided, and feared. It was easy to see why.

Not only did Thomas look like he could snap a grown man in half with his bare hands, but he was quiet, and weird, nobody seemed to like him. And what better way to get on everyone's good side than by targeting the person no one liked?

So, he starts talking about Thomas behind his back. It's easy, and most people will join in after checking the corners and making sure he's no where in sight.

Damn, He thinks, People must really be afraid of him.

And that leads to another thought. Another very stupid, soon to be regretted, thought.

Let's see how tough this guy really is.

So, one day, in the late afternoon of the scorching Texas Summer, while everyone from the first shift is heading out, back to their respective houses, he sees an opportunity.

There sits Thomas, all alone, on a bench in front of the factory. He seems to be lost in thought, staring at the ground while he apparently waits. For what, the man doesn't care enough to think about.

He stops in his tracks, tapping the arm of one of his buddies, and gestures to Thomas, who either hasn't noticed them, or simply hasn't acknowledged the group.

"Look at this guy," He smirks, his voice well loud enough for Thomas to hear, "He waitin' on his Mommy to come pick him up or some shit?"

The other guy doesn't really react, seemingly uncomfortable with his joke.

"Don't tell me that retard done gave whatever the hell he has." He comments on the man's silence, failing to read the room completely.

Thomas shifts in his seat, letting out a discouraged sigh as he continues looking at the ground, this time looking farther away from the group, his fists clenching in his lap, flexing in frustration.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" He shoves his friend in the arm a bit, looking between him and Thomas, "Or you afraid that freak's gonna get a hold of it?"

"Drop it, man..." He waves him off.

"Why should I? He ain't gonna do shit--"

"Tommy!" He hears you before he sees you, looking over just in time to catch glimpse of you happily jogging over to Thomas, "You waited for me!"

Thomas seems to relax at your presence, nodding as he stands to his full height.

"How was your day?" You ask, standing on your toes to wrap your arms around his neck.

He meets you halfway, leaning down and wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his face in your neck and letting out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Tommy you stink." There's a playfulness in your voice as you scrunch your face, hit with the stench of the slaughterhouse that will most definitely linger on your clothes.

He lets out a small chuckle as the two of you pull away, looking down at you.

The man is stunned, completely caught off guard by the sight of someone like you even associating with a man like Thomas.

"Holy shit," He looks back to his buddies, "Who the hell is that?"

"That's Thomas'." His friend simply replies, already knowing what's going through the man's head. He doesn't seem to catch the underlying warning that came with those words.

"What is someone like her doing with something like him?"

"I'm tellin' you man, drop it. She ain't worth the trouble."

"Oh, yea? What's that big freak gonna do? Stop me?"

Finally having enough with his antics, the other men dismiss him, heading back to their own vehicles to head home after a hard day's work.

He, however, takes it upon himself to saunter his way over to your side.

"Well, hey there, Missy..." He starts, clearly ignoring the way Thomas' hands are currently resting on your hips, and yours on his chest, "What's got you so far out this way?"

You blink for a few seconds, looking at the guy is disbelief. Was he really asking why you're here?

"...To walk home with my husband." You deadpan, not missing the way Thomas' grip tightens on you, or the small growl that escapes him.

"Husband?" He raises an eyebrow, looking between the two of you, "Come on, girl, you don't really expect me to believe you actually married a thing like him." He paints his last word with disgust.

It's your turn to raise your eyebrows, tilting your head as you look at him, "A 'thing'?"

"Well, yea..." He seems caught off guard by your reaction, "Don't tell me you actually like him?"

You let out a sigh, your hand tapping Thomas' chest once as you look back up at him, "Thomas, baby, can you go inside and call Charlie? I think I'd like to get a ride today instead of walking."

He gives you a knowing look, shaking his head a bit.

"No, no, it'll be fine, I promise. Just go call him for me please?"

Thomas looks between you and the man, and pulls away with a sigh, walking back into the slaughterhouse.

Now even more confused, the man watches Thomas walk away, completely bewildered by what just happened. Was he missing something, or did he just get really, really lucky?

"Let me ask you something," You catch his attention, your hand coming up to brush over his hair briefly, "...Did your Mama ever teach you manners?"

Thomas isn't even surprised when he comes back outside to find the man sprawled on the ground, crying out as you stand bent over him, his ear caught between your fingers.

"Don't you know it's rude to call people names?" You ask him sternly, "Do you want me to call you names? Is that what you want? Do you want me to start calling you names too?"

"Let me go, you stupid bitch!" He yells, gripping at your wrist, each move he makes only twisting his ear harder in your grip.

You push down a little more, rubbing his face in the dirt, "That's not what I asked."

"No, no, I don't want you to call me names--!"

"Exactly! So what made you think it was okay to start calling him names? Did you think it was funny?"

"Y-Yes, I thought it was funny--!

"Do you think this is funny?"

"No!"

"Say you're sorry."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just let me go--!"

"Like you mean it."

"I'm sorry--!"

A hand on your shoulder catches your attention as you look up, seeing Thomas giving you a deadpan look.

"Okay..." You sigh, letting the man's ear go and standing up straight.

"Oh, you fucking bitch..." He clings to his burning ear, pushing himself up.

"Did you call Charlie?" You ignore him, turning back to Thomas.

He nods, looking back to the man still seething on the ground.

"Ok, let's walk up the road til we see him." You take his hand, pulling his attention back to you.

He nods again, giving your hand a squeeze as you start walking away, continuing on with your day as if nothing had happened.

After all, it's common knowledge, right?

#BAM assault charge #just a silly little drabble #in a silly little mood #*almost rips mans ear off* #*giggles* #youre so silly teehee #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt x you #thomas hewitt x y/n #thomas hewitt x s/o #slashers #slasher fandom #slasher x reader #slasher x you

[sincerelyamee]

[How I imagine Gojo teaching 5-year-old Megumi about his Ten Shadows technique aka recipe for disaster]

Most sorcerers with flashy innate techniques typically awake their powers around five or six years old - right around the same magnificent age they discover crayons are wonderfully effective for decorating more than just coloring books (RIP white walls everywhere).

Innate techniques in particular have a mind of their own, essentially “calling” to their user like an overly eager pet begging for treats and attention. One day, baby sorcerers just wake up, and bam - suddenly shadows are tugging at their skin or flames are sparking from their fingers, no warning or parental consent form required.

Little Megumi has been feeling the very first stirrings of his Ten Shadows for weeks now. Random surges of cursed energy that are definitely not just from sneaking extra pudding cups. Mysterious but insistent tugging sensations from the shadows, like ghostly hands trying to initiate a game of tag.

So, it’s time he gets some pointers on it, right? At least, that’s what Gojo decided.

On one peaceful morning, Gojo whisks out a whiteboard and markers from… somewhere. With such theatrical showmanship, one would think he was auditioning for Broadway itself. Yet the children serve as the ultimate tough crowd, responding only with raised eyebrows and curious glances.

Still, Gojo strikes a scholarly pose.

“Alright, my star pupil - Today’s lesson is on your badass upcoming technique!” Gojo announces, gesturing for Megumi to sit front and center.

As Megumi hesitantly takes his place, Nanako leans over to Mimiko. “How come he just happens to have a random whiteboard ready? Where does that even come from?” She whispers. Mimiko just shakes her head, too busy stuffing her mouth with chips.

“To start, your very first summons will be these adorable Divine Dogs!” Gojo proclaims enthusiastically. “Though at first, they’re more like Divine Pups…”

His marker zig-zags wildly as he tries sketching two majestic wolves. Emphasis on tries. The end results look something akin to a pair of mutant chickens wearing tutus. That elicits poorly contained giggles from the girls. Megumi simply stares, somehow experiencing all seven stages of grief simultaneously.

“Those are some weird chickens, nii-chan.” Tsumiki blurts out with all the sophistication of a future art critic.

“They look like they survived a nuclear blast,” Nanako adds.

Why does she even know what a nuclear blast is? Kids these days. Gojo makes a mental note to berate Geto later for letting the devil’s spawns watch too much TV. But since he’s Gojo, he forgets about it immediately. For now, he blinks down at his drawings, then back at the giggling, unimpressed kids.

“Clearly you heathens lack the artistic vision to appreciate my creative genius.” Gojo huffs before erasing his previous attempts in stunned outrage.

But Gojo Satoru isn’t one to give up easily, or ever.

Like a runaway freight train, Gojo charges full steam ahead. His Louvre-worthy artistic visions expand stranger the longer the ridiculous lesson continues. With each stroke of the marker, Gojo’s illustrations venture further into worlds unknown by man or beast. Eldritch creatures populate the poor whiteboard as head scratching and sideways glances spread among the children.

Megumi watches in dismay as the hours tick painfully on, the squeaking hamster powering his brain throwing itself from the rusty wheel. The last of his sanity packs its bags and flees into the abyss rather than witnessing more of Gojo’s artistic assaults against nature. At the rate this is going, he half expects his first summon to be a potato with Gojo’s face haphazardly drawn on it.

A glaring oversight dawns on the boy - for all Gojo’s useless prattling and monstrous drawings, explaining the actual summoning process appears a mere afterthought, if the man is even capable of actual thoughts at all. When asked, he simply waves off the question with a dodgy uh-huh. Just as effective as inquiring an orange tabby on quantum physics.

“It’s not that hard.” Gojo shrugs dismissively. “You’ll figure it out.”

Megumi rubs his temples, contemplating if it’s too late to grab Tsumiki and flee this madhouse, perhaps taking the twins as well. No one deserves such ruthless torture. Gojo may be well on his way to becoming another villain overlord with questionable artistic skills, but this? This right here marks Fushiguro Megumi’s very own villain origin story.

Staring blankly ahead in post-traumatic shock, Megumi knows one truth with the certainty of death itself - never, ever again will he make the fatal error of taking a lesson from Gojo. No, he must figure out this Ten Shadows technique solo going forward. Though now Megumi ponders whether deliberately summoning all those nightmarish abominations is something best avoided altogether.

read the whole thing here on Ao3: A Family of Villains - A wacky villain origin story/Kinda a slice-of-life fic exploring the logistics of 18-year-old sashisu being the greatest villains in the jujutsu world while on the run and raising 4 kids. Mostly fluff and humor of course.

#gojo x megumi #platonic relationships #jjk fanfic #jjk fanfiction #gojo satoru #jjk fluff #jujustu kaisen #gojo fluff #megumi fluff #megumi fanfic #megumi fushiguro #jjk fushiguro

[battlemaiden13]

Hey Battlemaiden! Been awhile! Hope you are well. I need to get caught up so please skip this one if it has been done already. So hypnotical au idea I may have seen elsewhere and wanted to run past you! Monsters arrive above ground, everything goes belly up, monsters easily accused and convicted of things they didn't do, bam, jail time. So we will start off with: What act did your skellies do to land them in hot water with the authorities? Any skellie of choice!

Sans -Stalking, he was just trying to do some odd jobs but some paranoid human thought he was following them. Didn’t help that he would shortcut and then suddenly be in front of where this person was going. He didn’t even see them 

Papyrus -Child abuse and Frisk was the child in question. They were just playing an innocent game of tag or something but some Karen called the cops and of course they sided with the human. 

Red -He looks menacing and was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Everyone in Helldin knew not to mess with the skeleton brothers and one monster was in trouble with some racist humans. Said monster ran into Red and used him as a shield which he stood his ground because he’s used to it. Red got tried for assault even though he didn’t lay a finger on any of those humans. 

Edge -Harassment because he’d get into yelling matches with his idiot neighbor who had a camera pointed at the skeletons house. He can get a bit heated but not enough to warrant this charge especially since nothing he did was malicious and others can vouch that his voice is just naturally loud. 

Blue - wrong place wrong time Aiding and Abetting / Accessory was Blue’s charge even though he had no idea what had even happened. He literally just happened to ride by on his bike and humans assumed the worst. 

Orange -Drug possession. He smokes normally, not illegal substances but he smokes. Someone made the call and the police didn’t care that they weren’t actually drugs, planning to plant some later they just arrested him at the sight of his smokes. 

Berry -Domestic Violence, it was assumed he was beating both his brother and the child visitor they sometimes had even though both are just accident prone. With no evidence inside the house except for neither ‘victim’ coming forward it would be hard to get the charges off in the corrupted system. 

Syrup -Pretty good at avoiding the law in most situations so he gets charged with something he had no hand in which pisses him off. Like there were so many things that he could have been charged with but instead he gets perjury for something so small it doesn’t make sense.

#Undertale #undertale Imagines #undertale sans #undertale papyrus #underfell #underfell papyrus #underfell sans #underswap #underswap sans #underswap papyrus #swapfell #swapfell sans #swapfell papyrus

[beardedmrbean]

Jackass star Brandon "Bam" Margera is hiding in the woods after police issued a warrant for his arrest

Saw his name pop up in one of my feeds, did not see what for.

The Pennsylvania State Police have issued an arrest warrant for former "Jackass" star Brandon "Bam" Margera.

According to a news release Monday, Pennsylvania law enforcement say the former skateboard pro "was involved in a physical confrontation" Sunday morning.

At 11 a.m. Sunday, officials in the Chester County borough of Avondale responded to a reported disturbance in Pocopson Township.

Police said in a report obtained by The Times on Monday that the "Jackass" personality had threatened several people including his brother, Jesse Margera — whom he allegedly hit in the head — and his father, Phillip Margera Jr. Police said Jesse Margera sustained "minor injuries."

Margara faces charges of simple assault, harassment and terroristic threats.

Monday's Pennsylvania State Police release said that Bam Margera "fled into a wooded area" before officials arrived at the scene. ___________

Seems a fairly petty thing to evade arrest over, but may be more to it

#anonymous

[mitchell-nihil]

finding new bands is hell because i find a band i think I like, look them up on google and BAM sexual assault charges by the lead singer

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

“NOOO!!! JUNGKOOK, I’M SORRY!!! i’m sorry, okay? please don’t go! I LOVE YOU!!” chaeyoung yells before jungkook is out of the door and out of her life forever. chaeyoung falls to her knees and cries for jungkook to come back to her and give her another chance but jungkook is already in his car and driving back to seoul to see you vowing to never affiliate himself with chaeyoung ever again. after this, he’s pressing charges and getting the authorities involved because she clearly needs help and won’t stop harassing you, jungkook, or your friends until she has him.

jungkook pulls out his phone, contacts his lawyer and the rest is history. the lawyer chalks up all of chaeyoung’s crimes from harassment, aggravated assault, armed battery, stalking, forgery, and sexual assault. by that night his lawyer sent her manager the paperwork and let’s say she now has a plate of her own to deal with.

you finally kick your friends out of the house meaning it’s just you and bam together until jungkook returns which will hopefully be soon.

you decide to contact lola and check in on her and your dog mochi who is in switzerland with lola.

the two of you laugh on the phone a bit while you fill the tub with aromatherapy soap for yourself and maybe for jungkook if he comes home in time or if he wants to join you. once you’re finished with conversing with lola, you head downstairs to grab the remaining cookies jorja baked, make a glass of chocolate milk, head upstairs, and soak in your bubble filled tub.

you take a bite of the warm cookie and just relax both your body in your mind in the warm water, letting out a small “aaahh”

a few minutes later, in comes jungkook who is happy and exhausted after the whole confrontation with chaeyoung. he’s sure you’re going to be upset with him because there are small bite marks on his neck and he feels scared to even reveal himself because what if you think he was trying to sleep with her?

he hears your sweet voice humming a tune in the bathroom and quietly he heads up the stairs to see what you’re doing. he cracks the door open and he’s met with the back of your head, your hair clipped up, and your naked shoulder. the bathroom smells like lavender and vanilla and he suddenly gets the urge to spook you a little. make you laugh before you curse him out about the marks on his neck but abruptly, you turn around and is met with a peeping jungkook who shuts the door once you’ve caught him.

“jungkook?” you giggle “quit being a weirdo and come here. wanna join the-“

“what the hell is that? come here, jungkook. is that a fucking hickey? thought you were just talking to her?”

He screams internally when you spot the hickey on his neck, he sighs and sits down on his knees, near your tub. “Princess… yes it is a hickey b-but she just bit me out of nowhere!” He stakes his head, his big eyes innocently looking at you with anxiety.

Of course you’re upset.

Hell would rise if it was ever you in his place. He knows that because he’s too possessive, “I-I didn’t fuck her I promise!!!” He swears, “please please please believe me!!!” He asks you, he’s so exhausted and all he wants to do is get into that bathtub with you.

He wants to touch you, kiss you and hold you but you’re angry, visibly hurt. “I-I know you have every right to be upset… but I-I took care of her!” He says in panic but soon he realises his wrong wording and bites his tongue.

“I mean I sued her!!!! I’m pretty sure she won’t bother us anymore yn.” He claps his hands, he changes when he’s with you.

“I tried to negotiate with her but… she wanted something different yn.” He bites his lip. “I won’t see her again.” He promises you.

“P-Please just let me join you? I missed you ALOT.”

#CHAEYOUNGS CHAPTER IS NOW CLOSED???! #ask: tpol!jungkook

[voidingintotheshout]

His behavior makes a lot more sense when I find out he is from Philadelphia. 

#bam margera #jackass

[lanewsline]

'Jackass' Star Bam Margera To Stand Trial On Charges He Punched Brother

The 43-year-old reality show star has pleaded not guilty to the misdemeanor charges, which include simple assault and making terroristic threats. https://www.huffpost.com/entry/bc-us-bam-margera-assault-charge_n_64c2dedbe4b03ad2b897771d?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[brandedcities]

'Jackass' star Bam Margera to stand trial on assault charge in fight with brother, judge rules

Margera, 43, has pleaded not guilty to the misdemeanor charges, which include simple assault and making terroristic threats.

[labelleperfumery]

Bam Margera Back To Normal Life Hours After Surrendering To Cops

Bam Margera didn’t lose his appetite after surrendering to police to face charges for allegedly assaulting his brother … getting right back to normal life with his girlfriend and her kid. TMZ obtained these photos of Bam breaking bread with his… from TMZ.com https://www.tmz.com/2023/04/29/bam-margera-back-normal-life-hours-after-running-cops-turning-himself/

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#TMZ.com

[suchananewsblog]

Ex-‘Jackass’ star Bam Margera found after arrest warrant issued

Bam is on the lam no longer. Disgraced “Jackass” alum Bam Margera has surrendered to authorities just days after Pennsylvania police announced a warrant to arrest him for assaulting his brother Jess, among other charges. State police broke the news in a tweet on its official account. The 43-year-old reality star had turned himself into the barracks in Avondale, police said. He was “fingerprinted…

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#assaults #bam margera #celebrity arrests #entertainment #jackass #news. #reality stars #reality tv

[kayla1993-world]

Pennsylvania State Police said Margera, 43, caused "minor injuries" to a victim in Chester County, Pa., on Sunday morning. According to ABC-affiliate local news station WHTM, Margera has four counts of terroristic threats and one count of simple assault, all of which are misdemeanor charges. TMZ reported that Margera is also facing an additional misdemeanor harassment charge. Several reports allege Margera attacked his brother after leaving a signed note threatening to kill him if he called the police. An affidavit of probable cause claimed two women. Margera reportedly "fled into a wooded area" before police arrived at 11 a.m. on Sunday. Representatives for Margera have not commented publicly on the arrest warrant. Margera, who is from the nearby town of Thornton, Pa., has not been seen publicly since the warrant for his arrest was issued on Monday. As a stuntman, Margera appeared in several early episodes of the reality TV show Jackass and its spinoff productions, including Viva La Bam. In 2021, Margera sued Johnny Knoxville and several other founding Jackass stars for allegedly firing him from the feature-length production Jackass Forever, the franchise's fourth film. Though Margera claimed he'd been wrongfully terminated from his role in the flick, he dismissed the lawsuit after reaching a private settlement. Anyone with information on Margera's whereabouts contacts Pennsylvania State Police at 610-268-2022.

[awellboiledicicle]

AU where Manfred gets run over by a car or something after taking in Edgeworth and both he and Franziska get taken in by a relative that moves into the estate to care for them. But they’re the black sheep of the Von Karmas because while they have the ruthlessness the family is known for, its used to benefit as many other people as possible. AKA just the most aggressively kind and compassionate person you can physically find that isn’t bullshitting it. Thus why they were the only ones to go “fuck it, i’ll move to Japan[ifornia] for Frannie and bonus kiddo.”

Did i have this idea expressly so the kids can just be kids? Yes. Did i also deeply enjoy the idea of Miles awkwardly introducing Fran to Larry and Phoenix? Did i think of this as a way to imagine Fran being included and not left behind, thus infinitely less bitter about life? Did i come up with this to later imagine--when everyone’s older, Phoenix and Miles both defense attorneys and Fran a prosecutor in her dad’s memory--a murder being blamed on the kindly von karma because they happened to be nice to the wrong person at the wrong time?

Yes.

In this scenario, did Miles and Phoenix both end up working with Mia after everything [Nick swapped majors bc he was inspired both by Miles and Mia defending him] that happened with Dahlia? And thus after Phoenix insists on taking the case of Larry and winning-- he and miles did rock paper scissors on who’d do it honestly-- Miles insisted they show up at the office early? 

Meaning Redd White is interrupted in his murder attempt by two dipshits rushing in to see why Mia was screaming? 

Yes.

Also i can only assume Redd just decides to kill them all and Miles just,,, panics and decks him without thinking. We know Miles is jacked, canonically. So he just. Bam. Down Redd goes and Mia has about 4 mins to explain anything to the boys after ringing up the police. AKA “Oh we’re in this now boys. Even if an assault/attempted murder charge even gets to court, this is going to be one hell of a case”.  Maya comes waltzing in like “heyyy we going for burgers or--- uh... why is there a man on the floor?” followed immediately by Gumshoe bursting in and tripping on Redd. 

Will the whole situation be hella tense and probably lead to approximately five times the shenanigans due to all four sharing a braincell and Maya deffo not wanting to leave Mia’s side after that? yes. Do i prefer this? also yes

#im doin a ponder #au ideas #ace attorney #ace attorney au

[beardedmrbean]

Bam Margera turned himself in, and he was charged with assaulting his brother.

That was smart of him, not something that should carry too much of a charge but the longer he stayed hidden the worse it was gonna get for him.

#anonymous

[harveywritings92]

BNHA vampire soulmate scenario: When you first saw them.

 The first time you saw him, he was feeding off someone.

TWs: Blood, death stalking and attempted assault.

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Mr. Compress: {Your Quirk: Card capture: it's similar to Mr. Compress's quirk but you can entrap people and objects in cards by manifesting these clear glass like cards that slip out from your wrist, you can use them as throwing weapons too as they're very sharp, the only drawback is that you can get severely dehydrated if you overuse it.]

You were walking home late from work just hungry and physically done! today was crap show! first you missed the train then half way to work you forgot you realized you forgot your lunch!, Your boss (who's usually pretty chill) for whatever reason decided he hated your guts today and yelled at you in front of everyone! and to rub salt on the wound you spilt hot coffee all over yourself! so now you arms and chest have burns on them that were itchy as hell! you just wanted to crawl into bed, and forget about this day. 

You decided to cut through the park when you saw a odd pair, a man in a yellow trench coat and top-hat and mask which was pushed to the side kissing a woman in sundress under a streetlight. "huh, how sweet." you sighed exasperated before continuing on you way, when you noticed foot steps coming out behind you, you cautiously reached into your coat for one of your cards... you knew it wasn't the man in the top hat as you did a quick glance over your shoulder he was still  'occupied' you could smell stale alcohol in the air remembering the beware of mugger sign at the park entrance and figured out what was going on when the person was in grabbing range.

You whirled around grabbing your would be assailants arm forcing it up and pulling him towards you, you hissed  felt a sting on your cheek as your free hand slammed your card into his chest "release!" you barked as a powerful cyclone burst from the card sending the man flying off his feet *Thank-you Anko-san* you mentally cheer happy that your friend had a wind-quirk and let you capture it's effects in a card; said card then shattered as it was a one-shot use like all your offense cards. 

The man wheezed as he was thrown to ground next to the "couple". while you took off running! not seeing Top-hat pull away from his lady friend and sniff the air. 

Atsuhiro dropped the woman he was feeding on she slid limply to the ground as he readjusted his mask and followed that delicious scent and found a bloody knife on the ground *Could it be?!* his heart was beating abnormally faster as picked it up and sniffed it he lifted his mask up and licked the blood off the knife, Atsunhiro almost felt alive again as the sweet taste of his mate's blood touch his tongue... 

He was so elated his mask was blushing! (cos anime logic!) "My Darling❣~" he purred in pure ecstasy, but soon his euphoria was cut short when he heard the man who attempted to rob you on the ground cough, the vampiric ex-magician turned in his direction, he could smell this uncultured brutes scent all over the knife mixing his mates. 

Atsuhiro's primal urges were screaming at him to kill the man for harming his mate, however the ex-showman had something else in mind... The next morning you were watching the news on your laptop seeing the mugger at the park last night had been caught, and was being charged with murder for another woman. You felt your stomach churn as the photo of the woman who you saw making out with the top-hat man flashed on screen. 

Than you felt a a chill go down your back!

You nervously looked away from your screen and scanned around the nearly empty café, there's was only you, an elderly couple wearing matching tracksuits enjoying some tea and having a conversation, a tired and obviously hungover mother and her two rowdy kids having breakfast, and lastly a man with black hair and copper eyes wearing a yellow casual suit and gray news boy cap reading a book.

You squint at the title....The magicians nephew, you frowned letting out a small hum; swearing you felt someone's eyes on you, thinking you were just paranoid from last night... you unconsciously traced the healing cut on your cheek and went back to you doing your work, not seeing the copper eyes of Atsuhiro watching you from behind his book with a knowing smirk.

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Dabi: You were walking home drunk to hell as your friends kept you out at the bars until 3am, you decided to take a detour home to get a late night snack/early breakfast at the 7/11 a few blocks from your place, as you were walking to the store you spied what looked a couple making out against the dumpster a few feet a ways, even in your drunken state you couldn't help but scrunched up your nose the sight. "at least take her to cheap motel buddy, jeez..." you muttered the man in the black hood growled back in retort as you entered the store.

While in the shop you frowned seeing you favorite snack was out of stock. "D-dammit." you huffed and looked around before spotting the clerk who was unpacking some packs of ramen. "Hey d'ya got any f/snack left?" you asked trying to keep from slurring your words. "Yeah there should be some packs over by the-" the clerk went to point but forgot they were holding a box cutter and accidentally jabbed you in the leg just under your knee. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" the clerk gasped while you tried waving them off, it was just an accident, but if it made them feel better you bought some band-aids and disinfectant along with your food the clerk felt soo bad they gave you discount and with that you walked out in to the night....

When you got out your leg was still bleeding it didn't really bother you as you too tipsy to care, besides it's just a tiny cut, as you were leaving you noticed the "couple" still going at it, however now it felt kind of off... and that's when you noticed the man in the black hood stiffen... you stomach felt like it was full of rocks as you watched him slowly turn to face you.

Dabi was busy draining this dumb bimbo who followed him out of the bar after he told her to piss off, but seeing as he hadn't fed on fresh human blood in months, (he was drinking blood-packs of pig's blood.) he decided screw it, she'll know the consequences her actions that is if he doesn't suck her dry.. "at least take her to cheap motel buddy, jeez..." a drunk woman muttered as she passed them Dabi let out a frustrated growl at that jab yet another reason he hates feeding in public, about ten minutes later the vampire's attention was suddenly pulled away from his dinner when a sweet enticing scent invaded his nose. 

Dabi's eyes snapped open his senses were on fire as his inner monster snarled *mine.....mine...* his breathing became labored as he turned away from the woman's neck; her blood dripping down his chin as he turned to look over his shoulder, saw a [y/ht-wt] woman with [y/hc] and starring at him in shock, his eyes drifted down and saw the blood dribbling down her leg, he let go of the woman he was feeding on, she let out a weak wheeze as she fell limply to the ground not that he cared, Dabi took a step towards his mate reaching out to her, only for the woman to snap out of her shock and run....

Leaving the vampire standing there in an almost trance like state, before he looked inside the store could smell faint traces of her blood in the air and saw the clerk washing the bloody box cutter; A guttural growl escaped Dabi's throat as he approached the door. 

The poor oblivious clerk didn't know what was coming as the door chimed telling them a customer had entered the store... "Welcome!" they greeted cheerfully. from an outside point of view there was hot flash of blue from inside the 7/11 followed by the store fire alarms going off.

The next morning you were hiding under your blanket hugging your knees your whole body was shaking while you were watching the news... there was a fire at the 7/11, the clerk was killed their remains were so badly burnt they were carbonized...

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Bakugou: You had just started working for his agency as a secretary and were working on late paperwork one of your coworkers pushed on you so they could go on a date, you grumbled as you made your way to the elevator to drop the files off on Bakugou's desk, and were stunned to find the top floor was pitch black! you were trying the navigate in the darkness by feeling desk, when your hand brushed up against a pair of scissors someone left out you hissed feeling them cut your palm, you could feel the blood dripping down you hand and decided screw this! you were going to leave the papers on the desk outside of the boss's office for him to find in the morning, when you noticed the door was open a crack. 

You could hear deep breathing, a woman gasping and grunts, your cheeks felt hot as you though Bakugou was getting frisky with one of his fans. *I never took him for that sort...* you were just going to pretend you didn't hear anything and walk away, but curiosity got the best of you, and with careful steps you crept toward the door and peeked in, and felt you stomach drop when you realized what was going on was not a wham-bam thank you ma'am situation, you threw your hand over your mouth when you saw Bakugou eyes glowing red had his fangs sunk into this woman's neck draining her of blood! Scared you were about to quietly back away from the door when you saw the blond blink pull away from the unconscious woman, sniff the air and... you ran before he could even turn his in the direction of the door, and made it on to the elevator just as a shock of blond hair rounded the corner.

The next morning Bakugou was on edge as he recalled the events last night, one minute he's feeding off some pushy fan-girl and the next, his senses were taken over by this amazing smell it was so enticing he forgot about his hunger and overwhelmed by the insistent need of find it's source... as Katsuki turned his attention to the door he saw someone dash and and he gave chase just in time to get a split second glimpse of a woman with {y/hc} before the elevator doors closed.  

{later after he sent that fan home via cab) 

Bakugou inspected his office and found a blood trail leading from random sidekick's towards his office the couple hurried drops towards the elevator, he curiously swiped his finger threw the blood on the desk where the trail began, licked it a content rumble left his throat, his inner monster purred. *Mate...mine* however that euphoric feeling he felt had soon soon worn off into frustration as the next morning rolled around he had been in the agency all day, and no one who came in today had that scent on them! 

The blond was pissed and ready to rip someone's head off, when he overheard two of his employees talking. "Hey where’s Y/n? I have to thank her for staying back and doing my extra work last night." the other employee shrugged. "She said she hurt her hand last night and was staying home." Neither had noticed the explosive blond who immediately went to his office and pulled your file out for your address, and he here was standing on your front porch, sniffing the air as a cocky smirk graced Katsuki's lips breathing in that sweet scent from last night. "Found you..." he purred. 

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Police! Luka Balsa x Mafia! Reader

Art Header by me (if only I can draw like one of NETEASE’ artists-)

Police/Mafia AU {One-Shot} -> Fluff

Reader's gender -> Female

Note-> Requested by @woofahRuu in Wattpad. Kinda struggled to put gender neutral or female- I feel like I made this one-shot like some sort of drama series- Anyway- Happy Birthday, Luca! 🥺✨✨✨

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“If being this sexy is a crime, you’ll be guilty as charged… Heh ;)”

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{Second P.O.V.}

2 years before things happened, You were a baroness, the wife of an aristocrat. Your marriage was arranged, so you and your husband respected each other as friends more than a couple. Your spouse was decently known by other nobles in Italy, but he unfortunately died in his sleep for mysterious causes... The detectives were still figuring out at that moment. You sometimes wondered if they found anything about it. However, that no longer mattered to you as you tried to cope with sleeping in an empty bed and keeping your house in good shape.

Days after his death, you found out that he left a lot of debts he made with a mafia group. The mafia was known as The Silicians. They broke in your house that night, their boss threatened you to join them to repay the debts or they'll have to kill you in the spot. You decided to choose the first choice, not willing to die you were merely in your 20's.

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"Ah...?"

'An S-Tier assault? What are you planning, Big Bam? Kill me this soon?' You thought as you looked at your boss with a blank look.

You gripped on your gloved arm as you crossed your arms in concerned, you never experienced in taking a very dangerous mission. Your boss, Big Bam, usually took your beauty as advantage to complete low-rank missions. You were not a professional worker, your position was merely to get information from people as you seduce them with your 'lady charms'. You believed that you may get yourself caught by armed enemies.

You couldn't object as you see the mafia boss glaring at you, telling you in the eyes that there were no exceptions. After further instructions, you quickly started preparing everything for the night. The attack will be take place at the Gennaro ballroom, the investigation team of the mafia got plenty of intel to learn that there was a big amount of Euros stored in the building. Your task was to distract the customers and the staff with the other people from the distraction group, as the assault squad sneak in from the roof to take the loot. Big Bam’s subordinates couldn’t get a long with one other, they often treat each other harshly… Including you, unfortunately. At least they cooperate with you decently….

You walked pass through the people with a glass of wine, stopping by to talk to other guests and smile at them charmingly to create a facade. Everyone one was well-dressed for the occasion. You secretly count the people that were near you, until you found men with blue uniforms.

["We have company, there are officers guarding the front, the back, and the roof... They seem to have heard the rumors of a potential assault..."]

A fellow worker that was beside you warned the others silently after she followed your gaze toward the armed men. Getting in is hard, but getting out is even harder...

["We will have to get out of the building with force..."]

The assault squad leader, Naib, whispered firmly through the speaker as he made his way to the secured storage room. You two agreed as he have stopped talking. Your partner, Vera, gave you a serious look as she signed you discreetly "distract them, I'll handle the rest."

You looked at her for a moment but nodded a little, you started to approach the police officers that were near you and greeted them with a lovely smile.

"My... buona notte, gentlemen! How are things going?" You gently questioned the two men.

The first officer was a blonde man with golden eyes, he had stitches on his mouth. He was forming a bright smile, but they don't seem to match his tensed, serious eyes. The other officer was a brunette, he was wearing an eyepatch that has a letter "L" on it. He made a mischievous grin, showing his fang as he sees you approaching them. He observed your figure up and down with his half-lifted eye, as if he was interested in what you were up to. He gave you a smile, along with a light nod as an acknowledgment of your presence.

"We can't assure that there are no threats yet, signora. But the patrolling is going smoothly, for now." The eyepatch officer responded.The blonde man nodded as well.

"I see, thank you for your service, officers." You said as you hold your hands together with appreciation, at a lower angle.

The blonde man seemed to grow a little bit of suspicion, but covered it by giving you a small smile as he lifted his hat from his head lightly and placed it back on his head.

"My name is Luca Balsa, signora. My partner over here is Victor Grantz." The brunette stated as he gestures his police companion.

'Luca Balsa? Victor Grantz? They don't seem to be native in here... Interesting.' You thought as you kept your facade. You tried your best to pronounce their names with your second language, Italian accent internally.

"My name is Elizabetta Gallo. It's a pleasant to meet you, officer Balsa, officer Grantz."

You told them your sobriquet as you bowed gently, attempting to hide your old identity from everyone as possible. Hopefully, there was no one here who often saw you everyday when you used to got out of your house for work.

"Elizabetta Gallo.... You seem familiar from somewhere... Have we met before, May I ask?"

Luca asked as he tried to think where he had seeing you before. You quite jinxed it, but you honestly haven't met Luca before. You are good at hiding your appearance during your missions, so everyone sees you as a 'normal' lady.

"Perdonami, I've never seen you before until now." You replied with a sad smile.

"I see... That's alright, signora Gallo. Forgive for making you linger for too long. I hope you enjoy tonight's ball."

"No no, it's not a burden. I merely want to talk with someone. The other guests are quite busy at the moment to talk to me."

Victor noticed the conversation between the two of you and slowly got out of the circle as he went to do his business, not daring to bother you both. You saw him moving in the corner of your eyes, at least his distance from the two of you was not very far as you could still see him through the crowd. You had to make sure that the officers' attention doesn't shift to the exit Naib was planning to evacuate with the rest of the team.

You felt a beep on your ear and turned to Luca with an apologetic smile.

"Mi scusi, officer Balsa. I have a call to attend to."

Luca responded with a nod and a smile as he looked away. You quickly made your way to a corner were no one was around and attended the shell that was on your ear.

Y/N ["Yes?"]

Naib ["Time to get out of here, go to the rooftop exit. The others are waiting."]

You never expected that the conversation was taking too long... However, why did the others got ahead of you and leaving you last...?

You detained yourself from thinking and quickly moved your feet as you heard a loud bang from behind, screams and gasps beginning to be heard from the ballroom. You made your way upstairs to see helicopters waiting in the rooftop. They were leaving one by one as the last flew a little bit lower, waiting for you to get the ladder that is under it.

"Get in!" Vera exclaimed to you from the helicopter's opened window.

You took out your heels and made a run for it. You were about to jump for the ladder, until you felt strong arms gripping around your small waist. Feeling that they were pulling you away from the helicopter, you gasped out of shock. Your eyes felt heavy as the person hit you in a certain spot from behind. Shooting bullets were beginning to fly towards the helicopters.

"Hold still, signora!" A familiar voice ordered you.

"No!" Vera yelled in dismay as the last helicopter flew away from you.

You were trying to lift your hand towards the sight of the helicopter disappearing slowly. Your vision started to go all black as the person was holding your fainted figure carefully.

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A blinding light started to shine in front of your face. You slowly opened your eyes as your surroundings seem to dark to know where you are. The only source of light was the lamp that is torturing your poor eyes, showing three silhouettes behind it.

"…Who do you work for?" A voice was heard with an arrogant, impatient tone.

"ANSWER ME!"

The table in front of you was slammed loudly, you slightly jumped at the sudden noise.

"Edgar, I think you're scaring her... She just recently woke up."

A monotone voice was heard from the figure that was next to the person who was yelling at you.

"We need to search for Vic, we still can't start the interrogation without the good cop, bad cop is useless without him- hahaha!"

That voice must be the brunette police you met at the ballroom, and the one who stopped you from escaping.... You can only see their dark figures as your wrists and feet were chained to the chair you were sitting on. You sadly can't cover your vision from the annoying light.

The familiar police's dark figure approached you a little bit, revealing the same uniform from last night as he gave a teasing smile. He didn't seem to show signs of anger nor seriousness.

"Buongiorno, signora. How was your beauty sleep? ;)"

"W-Why am I here...?"

"Don't play dumb, we saw you trying to get in those helicopters that were trying to flee from the crime scene!"

Another figure stepped in from the shadow and walked around the table, revealing another brunette with blue eyes and a bow ponytail. If looks can kill, his glare would al reading have literally burned through your skull. The officer must be 'Edgar', according to the figure who hadn't shown himself yet.

"I won't repeat myself," His voice becomes more colder over the seconds that passed. You could feel the room getting chilly as you look at his crystal eyes.

who do you work for...?"

“….”

"….My apologies, but I’m afraid I cannot tell you." You finally responded blankly as you closed your eyes for a moment. Trying to recollect some of your memories from last night. You’ll get killed by Big Bam if you exposed them and betray them…

Edgar went silent for a moment and leaned on a desk that was near your table.... And he flipped it across the small room.

Which let out a loud, crashing sound.

For a police officer, that man seems to have anger management issues... You sweat dropped internally as you looked at him silently. Luca chuckled at your reaction as he attempted to assure you.

"Do not worry, he's like this to anyone he interrogates. Yet, he never hurts ladies, I swear-"

"Silence is appreciated, Balsa-"

Luca shut his mouth up, but he kept his wide, lazy smile at his companion was still hiding from the shadows. The dark figure approached one of the walls and turned on the lights, revealing his white air and crimson eyes. His face looks tired and passive. Seeing Edgar at the verge of exploding, He began to drag Edgar out of the interrogation room as he consoled the man that Luca will handle you instead.

Luca waved them goodbye and laughed silently. He carefully turned off the lamp that was molesting you, which made you feel quite glad-

"You must be confused why I look so calm about this situation.... Hehehe!"

"... Why?"

As you asked, he stopped laughing for a second. His smile slightly faded as he took a sit across from you. He looked at his hands that were intertwined together in his knees and he looked at you again. As if he attempted to search the right words.

"You once had a husband, right...?"

You widened your eyes slightly, but slowly nodded at him with confusion. You still have no clue what the discussion is leading.

"Your late husband's name is Joseph, the French aristocrat who died in his sleep for unknown reasons..?"

"....!"

By your expression, he already knew your answer.

"I found the reason why."

"What would they be...?"

"...He was committing suicide."

"!!!"

That explains about the pile of debts he couldn't repay, they will only get bigger and bigger... But leaving you behind with all of his responsibilities...? You couldn’t believe it…

You thought he respected you, you thought he was loyal to you as your friend…

As you were thinking about it deeply, you didn’t notice a handkerchief gently rubbing your cheeks as your eyes got blurry. It felt cold as if it got wet. You looked down to see Luca kneeling in front you, as he attempted to wipe the eyeliner stains from your face. He stopped for a moment as he looked at you in the eyes with solemn and care.

“… Where were you all this time,

Y/N Desaulnier…?”

‘That name…’ You failed to stay in your slightly shattered, neutral face as you slowly started to tear up more.

‘That ugly, haunting name…’

Luca was able to hear your breathing itch as you hiccuped. You missed hearing your name very much…

But…

“I-I’m no longer a Desaulnier…”

Luca kept wiping your tears calmly as he attempted to comfort you with a hug and a couple of light pats on your exposed, trembling back. You wished to hug back if only your wrists weren’t chained. As if Luca knew you were facing a lot of danger yourself for a long time, he told you these words:

“Shh… Y/N… Shh..

you’re safe with me.”

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{One Hour Later…}

“Done with the interrogation, Luka..?” The albino officer, who turned out to be known as Andrew, asked his eyepatch companion as he saw him getting out of the room. He was holding a mug of black tea from his small break time.

Luca nodded and gestured you to get out of the room once you finished calming yourself. You stepped out of the room slowly as you hold Luca’s hand, revealing you with his jacket on your shoulder to provide you warmth.

“We finally found the L/N widow who was missing 2 years ago…

We need to locate The Silician’s whereabouts,

in less than 9 days.”

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“I still couldn’t get rid of the fact that you were all darn hot that night. Yet, you’re still gorgeous as ever… How come you didn’t got married again?”

“Ah- stop teasing me! ù///ú”

Luca chuckled softly as he adjusted himself in the bed beside you. He leaned his on his arm as he stared at you lovingly. You attempted to button up your gown as you sit in the left side of the bed, despite of feeling flustered under his gaze. You both have gotten together 4 years after Luca and his team successfully arrested Big Bam and his mafia family. It took some time for you to warm up with him and the other police officers that were friends with him. When you got closer enough with each other, that was when Luca finally asked you out and you accepted with a delighted and sincere smile.

“I… I just honestly got busy with the duties and never took interest in anyone…

U-Until I started to get to know you, Luca…”

You finished preparing yourself for bed as you took out your earrings carefully and placed them along with the other sets of earrings Luca bought you for your birthdays. You smiled at the gifts, remembering those lovely memories. As you laid on your bed, Luka wrapped his arms around protectively as he places your head on his chest gently. He nuzzled his chin on your head as he cooed unconsciously through your soft hair.

“I must be very fortunate to meet you, Y/N…”

His statement got you off-guard, but you giggled slightly as you gently punched his chest and embraced him as well.

“No… I am more fortunate to have come to you, Luka…

…I feel more safe when you’re here…”

You closed your eyes. You didn’t want to as you feared that all of these was merely a dream. But feeling Luca’s warm hand rubbing your back in circles reassured you that it was real, so you began to drift off to sleep slowly.

“You’re safe with me, Y/N,

I’ll always make you feel safe.”

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