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More KPTS fics <10k words that altered my brain chemistry

PART 2: Misc Relationships

here we go again! this time, these are all fics that fit somewhere outside the big three pairings (kp, vp, kc). more (WAY more) than a few deal with sensitive topics, so the back button is your friend! enjoy <3

One Bright Moment by sparkly_butthole @sparkly-butthole-on-ao3

Rated E. Creator chose not to use warnings. Summary:

“Okay,” Porsche says slowly, “who is the smartest person we know? We should start there.” “Arm,” Pete responds immediately. “He’s a scientist. A tech geek.” “As opposed to?” “A magician? I don’t know.” Or: Porsche and Pete swap bodies. No one knows what to do about it.

this fic is ssooooo conceptually amazing, i'm absolutely obsessed with the interactions between the characters and the smangst gives it extra bonus points too. god VEGAS in this fic is literally spectacular, stunning, perfection

Complicated by Dumpster_Fire_x @dumpster-fire-x

Rated M. Creator chose not to use warnings. Summary:

Chay was in trouble. There was no way to put it. He knew that what he felt was far from normal nor the conventional way relationships work. He was in love, not with one person but two. Kim and Macau. It didn’t begin that way.

COMPLICATED!!!! this fic sent me into a kimchaymacau rabbit hole that i have yet to find my way out of but tbh i like it down here. soooo sweet and cute and just all around a very delightful read. angsty with a lovely helping of hurt/comfort that makes me 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

an hour glass glued to the table by IsleofSolitude @emberfaye

(+ associated series: time is a wheel in constant motion)

Rated G. No archive warnings apply. Summary:

"He’s immature, of course he is–he didn’t get to have his cousins and his parents give him attention and time. He knows how hard Vegas works–doing triple the work of anyone so that Macau is allowed to be carefree and attend classes at his school and not the type of training that strips away at your soul." Macau and Kim are the youngest sons, only four years apart in age.

i fucking LOVE this series so much, giving me that sweet sweet kim&macau goodness. i dont normally see/read gen fics or macau-centric fics and this really set my standards high for both of those things because its so well done

I don't need a parachute, baby, if I've got you by sabrina_il (marina) @pitchercries

Rated E. No archive warnings apply. Summary:

“We can do this,” Kinn insisted, between one kiss and the next, lying on top of Tay on the massive bed in his suite. “It’s totally doable.” Tay had to laugh. Kinn was very sexy and very heavy on top of him, and Kinn’s shirt was barely buttoned anymore and Tay appreciated all of it, but Kinn was an absolute idiot when it came to being an omega. Tay had known that even before they’d gotten together, almost six months ago. He’d known it for most of the time they’d spent as friends. “We absolutely cannot,” Tay countered, kissing Kinn again. An AU where Tay and Kinn are both omegas who get together (after breaking up with Time and Tawan respectively) and due to Reasons both go into heat at the same time. Porsche is the alpha they hire to solve all their problems. Suffice it to say, everyone gets way more than they bargained for.

oh WOW what to say about this fic. the PLOT in this bad boy, and in the rest of the series, is absolutely unmatched. SUCH a creative universe and made me fall in love with tropes/relationships id never considered before. 10/10 no notes

Ain't No Sunshine by Dumpster_Fire_x @dumpster-fire-x

Rated M. Major Character Death. Summary:

"Sometimes, death can bring the living together, and death can cause the living to find solace in one another." - C. JoyBell C.

🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 ow. just. ow. short and sweet, painful, heart wrenching, lovely, and all the other adjectives that mean "hurt in a beautiful and poetic way"

Kinn the Stud by IsleofSolitude @emberfaye

Rated E. Rape/Non-con. Summary:

It’s not often that Kinn is put out to stud. Most of the time, the two ruts he gets a year are treated with a mix of pills, vetted escorts, and schedule rearranging. Yet, every few years, people are allowed to pay for the honor of having a Theerapanyakul alpha stud for their fertile omegas. Korn had promised that this time, in honor of his birthday, he would be allowed to pick one omega personally. Of course Kinn had chosen his boyfriend.

genuinely dont care if im biased cause this was a gift for me, this fic aaaaaaactually rocked my fucking world like oh my GOD my jaw was on the floor the whole fucking time and then went i went to pick it back up the fic slapped it out of my hand god this FIC.

Chan's 7 Step Method for Making Good Boys by JynxedOracle @jynxed13

Rated E. Creator chose not to use warnings. Summary:

After being assigned to train Kim by Korn, Chan decides to use the opportunity to work on Kim's disrespectful attitude. Luckily he's devised a 7 step method to make Kim a good boy, regardless of Kim's feelings on the matter.

i was present for this fic being written through discord messages and it was a religious experience. i reread it twice on discord and then a third time when it got put on ao3 and then like six times since then. if you have EVER considered the possibility of chankim you HAVE to read this fic

adrenaline by loveliuess @the-innefable-idiot

(+ associated series angsty and horny KimVegas au by popular demand)

Rated E. Graphic depictions of violence. Summary:

Tomorrow Kim would blame everything on the adrenaline rush.

hi um. this fic. this FIC. this entire series actually, because you HAVE to read the whole thing. "angsty and horny kimvegas" is 100% accurate and LORD HAVE MERCY. i read the first fic as like a little treat before i went to bed and then i stayed up til 3am to finish the rest of the series and then i cried and didnt sleep at all :) GO READ IT

a night worthy of 200kbaht by Anonymous

Rated E. Creator chose not to use archive warnings. Summary:

Tuition is due and his brother is running himself ragged with three jobs already after Uncle Thee's latest gambling debts, so Porchay does what he has to in order to take care of things himself; selling the only thing he has worth something. He just didn't expect the highest bidder to be so... classy, and lowkey impressive.

oh if you know me you know about my obsession with this fic. ive bonded with close friends over how much we love this fic. this fic drastically changed my life its SO FUCKING GOOD. im a kinnchay hoe all the way and this is just *chefs kiss*

Performance Review by iffervescent @iffervescent

Rated E. No archive warnings apply. Summary:

Big wants to be good. Chan wants him to earn it.

this! fucking! series!!! i dont think i need to sell anyone on how amazing iffervescent is but goddamnit im gonna do it anyway. i very very rarely read bigchan but when i read the rest of the series i was like oh my god i HAVE to read this one and i DID. NOT. REGRET IT.

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche the series fic #fanfic #ao3 #bigchan #vegaspete #fic recs

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fyonahmacnally · 7 months

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Supercorptober2023

Day 2 & 3: Romance/Kara

The following two weeks pass by in a blur. Letting the team know about their trip went more smoothly than they anticipated. Once contingency plans are put into place and emergency protocols created, the two of them relax into the planning. Knowing Supergirl can still get back in true emergencies made things easier, but they certainly don’t want it to be the go-to. Both of them make sure their obligations are covered during their absence, Kara’s superhero and editor-in-chief duties are the easy part. Lena has to make sure her business interests are placed in reliable and trustworthy hands, a much harder task.

With Lex’s presumed death and Lillain’s passing, all of the Luthor holdings fall back into Lena’s hands. She immediately makes some of the moves her previous self did back before the multiverse collapse. She renames the company to L-Corp, again, and fires all of Lex’s lackeys company-wide. After that, she brings Samantha Arias back on board as CFO. Then, she finds her old assistant, Jessica Huang. However, instead of making her executive assistant, she hires the feisty woman as L-Corp’s new COO. With the two of them in the C-suite, she is confident L-Corp and all its subsidiaries will be in good hands.

With all the crucial things squared away, the two of them work on final checklists for what they need for a month in Ireland. Lena knows most of the everyday things are already stocked at the cottage and has spoken to the groundskeeper to make sure fresh groceries are waiting on them as well. They only need to focus on personal items, clothing, and toiletries. Given the remote location of the place, they likely won’t be needing anything fancy, but toss a few things in just in case.

As the days pass and their departure gets closer, they spend more and more time together. Things seem to be gradually morphing into what they used to be. Before the betrayal. Before the Phantom Zone. Before it all fell apart. The night before their departure, they’re laying on Lena’s bed joking and laughing like nothing has changed, like they’d always done this. It causes Lena to pause and her heart to race.

Kara notices.

“Hey, are you okay?” Blue eyes scan across Lena’s face as she reaches out to place a hand on the long, slender pale fingers lying on the bed between them. “Your um, your heart is beating really fast.”

Lena cocks her head to the side and raises a perfectly sculpted brow in confusion, unintentionally changing the subject. “You can hear my heartbeat. Of course.” She chuckles, only just now realizing that her best friend has always been able to hear her traitorous heart. That she has likely known all along that her heart beats faster when Kara is near. “I guess I should get used to that since you’ve likely been doing it for years, huh?”

Kara ducks her head sheepishly, a rosy blush adorning her cheeks. “I’m sorry, Lena. I, um, I can try to stop? I don’t mean to. At least most of the time, but I…it just…” She sighs, running her hand down her face in frustration at her lack of coherence. “My brain does it automatically a lot of the time. It’s how I know you’re safe. Also, it’s, uh, one of the only things that helps me sleep. Especially now. It, um, it helps keep me calm. I’m really sorry. It’s kind of an invasion of your privacy now that I think about it.”

The blonde looks away, not sure what else she can say to make this any less awkward or creepy. She’s listened to that strong heartbeat for so long now, she’s not even sure she can stop. Not being able to hear it in the Phantom Zone was torture on top of the phantom visions and nightmares.

A cold hand gently rests on her chin, pulling her gaze back to the conversation.

“Well, I suppose technically, it is and I’m not sure how I feel about it. But…there’s a part of me that likes the idea that you find comfort in my heart beat.” She smiles and dips her head into her pillow, hoping it prevents Kara from seeing the blush creeping from her neck onto her cheeks. “Um, I guess I can relate? In a way, maybe? Your scent is kind of like that for me. While you were…gone, I slept on your couch and in your bed a few times. I just…I missed you so much. Your apartment was the only place that I could still smell you. The only place I could still feel you all around me. It was the only place I felt safe…because I felt close to you.”

Neither of them say a word, they both remain completely still and quiet for a long time after those words are spoken. An unwitting confession made. Blue and green eyes quietly watching the other until they fall asleep with their hands gently resting together between them.

The morning sun rouses them from their slumber the following day. They both seem to open their eyes at the same time, smiling sleepily just as Lena’s alarm sounds into the room breaking the serenity. Kara groans and pulls the duvet over her head as Lena giggles at the Kryptonian’s antics.

“Come on, Kara. You know we have to leave for the airport in an hour and if you want to stop and get breakfast on the way, we need to get up.” Lena pokes the woman in the side and pulls the covers away from her face. They both laugh as Kara lets out a whining groan. “I’ll buy you your favorite from Noonan’s.” She sing-songs the words and grins as she watches the blonde’s eyes light up.

Hopping out of bed, they get through their morning routines pretty quickly. It takes them about 45 minutes before they’re out the door and down to the waiting car, luggage in tow. Food secured and luggage loaded, they head to the private airstrip where Lena's personal jet is waiting for them. It’s been a while since she’s used this particular plane and she’s a little excited to show Kara.

Lena exits the car and makes her way over to her pilot while Kara loads their bags. Once they’re buckled into their seats ready for take off, she reaches out for Kara’s hand. As much time as she spends on planes, takeoff never gets easier. When the plane is in the air and levels off, Lena squeezes Kara’s hand and unbuckles, gesturing for her to stand. She shows the blonde to the sleeping quarters and restrooms as well as where the snacks are. She smiles at the wonder on her best friend’s face and is briefly reminded of their trip to Kaznia before shaking the memory away.

The two of them fall into a comfortable silence for the next few hours, Lena reading through some new scientific research and Kara sifting through the contract Cat has been after her to look over. The two women are lost in their thoughts and prospective distractions until Kara’s stomach lets out a monstrous rumble. They both chuckle before Lena sits her reading aside and heads to the galley to heat the food she had placed on the plane earlier. Having only been in the air for five hours, she knows they still have eight more to go. She just hopes there are enough snacks on board to keep a Kryptonian stomach at bay. Loading the plates and drinks onto a rolling cart, she heads back to their seats to a grinning blonde.

She smiles as she watches Kara’s eyes sparkle and face brighten at the first bite of their late lunch. “This is actually really good, Lena. Lasagna?” She says, mouth still half full of food before she swallows and grins. “Where’d you get it? This is better than Eliza’s!”

“Well, that’s good to know.” She blushes and reaches out to take a drink of her wine. “I made it earlier this week and had it brought over so we could have something decent to eat on our flight. There’s a few other things in the fridge if you get hungry again later.” She gestures back toward the galley before focusing back on her plate.

Kara’s eyes widen and she looks at Lena with such fondness and affection that the raven haired genius has to look away. “Y-you made this?!” She gaped at the woman sitting next to her. “Lena! I didn’t know you could cook. Why didn’t you tell me? You mean I could have been enjoying this for all these years! You’ve been holding out on me!”

Lena can’t help but laugh and roll her eyes at the blonde. “If you think about it, Kara. There are a lot of things we never really talked about during our friendship. Maybe we can remedy that on this trip?” She swallows another drink of her wine and raises a brow at the now blushing blonde.

“But yes, we’ve never really talked about my love of cooking, I guess. I don’t have a lot of time for it anymore. Or at least I didn’t. It’s something I taught myself when I finally had my own place in Metropolis. It was a way to be different from the Luthors.” Her eyes drift off as her mind thinks fondly of the days at her start-up, a bearded smile, and the man she once loved. She clears her throat and forces her mind back to the moment with a shrug. “I’ve always considered cooking as a kind of experiment, just with ingredients and not chemicals or prototypes. It seems to work in my favor.”

They finish up their meals and Lena takes the plates and glasses back to the galley. She takes a moment to clean and stow everything, giving herself a little break from being in such close proximity to Kara. Now that she is painfully aware of the fact that Kara can hear her heartbeat, she has to pay more attention to the way her body reacts to her best friend.

Eventually, they both start to drift off to sleep. By the third time Kara’s head bounces off Lena’s shoulder, she decides they need to retire to the bedroom for the evening. It’s a good decision. Sleeping through the remainder of the flight makes the trip seem much faster. By the time they both wake from their nap, the pilot has come over the speaker and asked them to take their seats for landing.

The rest of the trek to the cottage goes by in a blur. They arrive at the airport to an awaiting SUV and the cottage groundskeeper, a nice older gentleman named Liam Walsh. Liam helps pack them into the SUV and takes the wheel for the one hour drive to Islandmagee. He shows them some of the landmarks and recommends a few places they should visit during their stay. He also reminds Lena that he lives close-by and has the keys if she needs him to take care of anything during their stay.

As he pulls the SUV into the gravel drive in front of the cottage, he turns to Lena and smiles. “Here’s the keys to the vehicle, love.” He drops the keys into her palm and squeezes her wrist. “You look so much like her, ya know. Your mam.”

Lena’s mouth drops open. She wanted to ask Liam if he was related to her mother given his last name and the area he lives. “Y-you knew my mother?” She stutters almost too quiet to be heard. “A-are you kin to us?” She latches onto his large hand, desperate for any information she could get.

“Aye. Lizzie was my cousin. We grew up on this land. It’s been in our family for hundreds of years. You’ve got lots of kin ‘round here, love.” Liam smiled, patting Lena on the shoulder before opening the door to get their luggage out. “Why dontcha get settled in and rest. I’ll come by again in a few days and we can talk. No doubt you’ve got some questions.”

Kara reaches out for Lena’s arm, gently squeezing before whispering, “You okay?” She watches as a few tears roll down pale cheeks. The blonde bolts out of the backseat and pulls her best friend into a warm hug. “Come on, let’s get inside.”

Liam watches the two of them and smiles. He drops their bags on the small patio at the front door and steps aside. “Alright, love. My number’s on the notepad next to the phone in the den. Give me a ring in a couple days. I’ll come by and we can chat. Maybe have ya over for dinner to meet your cousins.” He winks at her and pats her shoulder again as he walks by, heading to his own car parked in the drive. “Glad to have ya here, Lena. I look forward to getting to know you.”

She is left speechless. When she spoke with Liam before their arrival, she was curious if he was related to her mother and by extension her, but she didn’t want to assume. Walsh is a common name. To know that she has blood relatives so close, people that actually knew her mother, it’s overwhelming in the best way possible. She’s looking forward to finding out more about this side of her family. However, right now, she wants to get inside the cottage and process the chaos of her emotions.

“You ready to go inside?” Kara asks, cerulean eyes watching Lena with deep concern. “Today has been a lot. I’ll understand if you need some time to process things alone. I can make myself scarce if that’s what you need.” She wraps her arms around Lena’s shoulders, pulling her into her chest before stepping back and smiling to give her best friend a little space.

Lena takes a deep breath as she wipes the tears away from her cheeks. “Yes, let’s go explore the cottage. I know it doesn’t look much like it did when my mother lived here, but I’ve only seen pictures and I’m curious.” She turns the key and pushes the door open.

The place steals her breath. She can see that it has been remodeled and modernized. The door opens into a bright and open den with a fireplace. There is an island bar separating the living space from the kitchen. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she can see a patio with a table and a beautiful view of the shoreline. The more they explore, the more breathtaking the place is.

“What do you say we check out the patio before we finish exploring the rest of the cottage?” Kara asks, reaching for Lena’s hand to pull her toward the door. “We can get settled after we explore. Come on, it’s 7:00 am, Lena. We have all day!” They both laugh as Kara pulls her out the back door onto the patio.

It’s a sight she didn’t expect. Lush green grass surrounded by bushes and trees, a telescope sitting on the deck overlooking the bay, and a hot tub sitting in the corner surrounded by a privacy fence with a built-in bar. Just beyond the hot tub, a little closer to the shoreline, there is a quaint little gazebo with a couch that’s perfect for watching sunrises or sunsets. It’s so much more than she ever imagined. Of course, the amenities scream Luthor and that makes her roll her eyes, but she is grateful that they maintained the cottage feel of the place. It’s perfect and she can’t wait to see what else awaits her inside.

The two of them eventually make their way through the entire cottage. It’s smaller than Lena initially thought, but still has two bedrooms, a small library/office in the loft, an open concept kitchen and den, a full bathroom between the bedrooms, and a small water closet close to the den. Add that to the outdoor space and it’s more than enough for them to live comfortably for the next month. Or longer should they choose.

Once they get their luggage into their rooms and unpacked, they meet back in the den. Lena settles into the couch while Kara gets a fire going. She catches herself watching the blonde as she arranges the firewood into the fireplace. Her best friend’s sinewy forearms easily capture her attention, the way she seems to move so fluidly through the task. It reminds her of all the times she’s drifted into fantasies, Kara's arms, her hands, and her imagination conjuring up the abs hidden under those cardigans. There have been plenty of times that her brain’s focus has been Kara, Kara, Kara.

“Lena! Where’d you go?” Kara says, waving her hands in front of her best friend’s face. She chuckles as she kneels in front of the CEO. “I called your name several times. I got us both a bottle of water. I figure we can chat for a while before it’s time for lunch and you can spend some time in the library after that, if you want. You seem a bit distracted. If you need to spend time alone, please just tell me. I don’t want to be in your way. I know you need to figure some things out.” She watches Lena with an apprehensive look on her face, waiting for an answer.

She can feel her cheeks burning as she realizes Kara caught her deep into her not so platonic thoughts about her. Obviously, Kara doesn’t know that, but it doesn’t make it any less embarrassing. Swallowing her shame, she forces herself to look into her favorite pair of blue eyes. “Sorry. I was just thinking about some things. You getting the fire going just caused some things to resurface in my mind. It’s been a long day, so much to process.”

She shakes her head, not sure where to even begin sifting through all the things in her head. Then it dawns on her, a way for the two of them to ask and talk about things they haven’t in the past. “How about we play a game? We were just talking about how there are things we’ve never really talked about, right?”

Kara’s brow furrows, the adorable little crinkle forming. “Yeah, that did come up recently. You can ask me anything you want, Lena. We promised no more lies. Whatever you ask, I’ll answer.” She cocks her head to the side, trying to figure out what game could be related to this topic. “Is there a game that you have in mind? One that would help in this situation?”

Lena smiles at Kara’s adorable head tilt. It has always reminded her of a golden retriever puppy. “Have you not ever played 20 Questions? I can’t believe that. There’s no way with Alex as your sister that you’ve never heard of that game!” She feigns shock and presses her hand to her chest. “It’s pretty easy to play. Each of us asks a question and we both answer.”

“I have heard of the game, but now that you mention it, I haven’t ever played it. There are a couple games like that I’ve never played.” She smiles shyly and a light rosiness colors her cheeks. “Alex mentioned a game once called, um, ‘Never Have I Ever’, I think that’s what it’s called. I never played that one either. She said it was a drinking game and well, you know human alcohol doesn’t do anything for me.” She gestures up and down herself as Lena’s eyes track her movements.

“Well, we can play both, if you want. We don’t have to drink right now since it isn’t even noon yet in Ireland. Though technically, it’s after midnight for us.” Lena smirks, raising her left brow in the way she knows gets Kara’s attention. “It’s up to you, but for the record, I packed some Aldebaran rum for you. Alex got it for me. I wanted you to be able to relax and drink if you wanted to.”

Kara smiles, her eyes softening with pure affection for the woman next to her. “Let’s save the rum for later. We can still play either of the games, if you want. I think both of us are too tired. Plus, we’ve had a really long day so drinking might not be the best idea.” She reaches out to grab her bottle of water and drains it before looking back at Lena. “Would you rather play 20 Questions or ‘Never Have I Ever’ right now?”

“Hmm, let me think.” Lens taps her chin with a smirk painted on her lips. She’s not sure how she wants to play this. Either game will get her some information she has been curious about for a long time, but one is decidedly less platonic than the other. It really comes down to how brave she is feeling at the moment. It isn’t like there’s anyone else around to hear any of their answers anyway, right? That thought helps make her decision. “What if we play ‘Never Have I Ever’ first? If it’s too much for either of us, we can switch to 20 Questions?”

A big, wide smile spreads across Kara’s face and she squeals in excitement. “Yes! I’ve never played, but always wanted to based on Alex and her friends talking about it. I’m happy that my first time is with you. How do you decide who goes first?” She bounces in her seat, practically vibrating with anticipation. “How are we going to know who has done the things asked for ‘Never Have I Ever’ if we don’t have drinks?”

Lena chuckles. She can’t get over how excitable and adorable Kara is about this. “How about we get more water and use it as the drink for the game?” She watches as Kara walks away, the jeans she’s wearing hug her muscular thighs and ass like they were made specifically for her. Lena has to bite her cheek to prevent herself from letting out a groan of frustration at how unfairly attractive her best friend is. For what feels like the hundredth time today, she shakes the thoughts from her head and sighs. Her eyes slowly migrate back to an appropriate place, locking onto amused blue ones. “I’ll ask the first question to get the game started if that’s okay with you.”

Kara nods her head and hands the bottle over to Lena, turning to stir the fire again before she plops back down next to the CEO. “That’s fine with me. You’ve played this stuff before and I haven’t.” She grabs the blanket off the back of the couch and slides closer to throw it across both their laps. “Ready whenever you are!”

Leaning her head back onto the cushion behind her, Lena tries to think of an easy first question. She doesn’t want to ask anything too heavy or personal right away since she isn’t sure how Kara will react. “I’m trying to think of something that would have been asked if you played this game as a teenager or in college. Wait, did you go to parties in college?” She looks over at the reporter in curiosity. “We never really talked about our college years. Mine was…interesting.”

“Yes, I went to parties in college. A lot of them, in fact.” She grins as Lena’s raised eyebrow and shrugs. “What? People think I am way more innocent than I actually am. No one ever really asks me about things, they just make a lot of assumptions.” Her hand moves up to her glasses and she pulls them off, tossing them on the table.

Inside, Lena’s mind is firing rapidly, her thoughts spiraling at what Kara has just said. She isn’t as innocent as people think she is? In what way? Lena’s poor brain is stumbling over itself trying to decipher that. “Okay, in that case, Miss not-so-innocent, never have I ever played spin-the-bottle.” She watches as Kara maintains eye contact with her, screws the cap off the bottle of water, and takes a drink. A dark manicured brow shoots up in surprise as she takes her own drink. “I guess there is a lot more to learn about you, Darling.”

“Does that mean it’s my turn to ask a question?” Kara grins, shifting in her seat so she is facing Lena. A nod of the CEO’s head confirms and she taps her chin in thought. “Never have I ever…gone skinny dipping.” Curious blue eyes land on mischievous green.

Lena takes a drink and winks. Kara shakes her head and smiles. “What? I was a very rebellious teenager. Boarding school was very…educational in many ways.” She laughs at the blonde’s gaping mouth and lightly closes it with her fingers. “Better close that or you’ll catch flies. I take it you’ve never gone skinny dipping?”

Kara nods affirming her assumption. Her blushing cheeks betraying her attempt at composure.

“Is that because you’ve never had the opportunity or by your own choice?” She asks, hoping she isn't prying too much. “You don’t have to tell me, but I am curious and I definitely want to know more about you. My first time skinny dipping was with Andrea and a few other girls from boarding school. We snuck out of our rooms one weekend after midnight and went to the pool. It was a very enlightening experience for a 16 year old me.” She waggles her eyebrows and waits.

“Wow. You went skinny dipping when you were that young?” Kara asks, a little surprised, but also not really. “I think I was still too awkward and weird at that age to do anything remotely rebellious. I didn’t really feel comfortable in my body until I was in college too. So, I didn’t ever really have a chance to get naked in a pool with anyone.” She dips her head, suddenly a bit bashful about her inexperience.

Lena reaches out for her hand and squeezes it, silently asking Kara to look at her. “There’s no reason to be shy about it, Kara. We’ve lived different lives and experienced different things. It’s not like there is a map on how to navigate being a teenager.” She pats the blonde’s warm hand and pulls hers back onto her own lap. She’s not really sure what she wants to ask next, but she definitely wants to steer this towards romantic relationships and sexuality. How though? “Now, my next question. Hmmm. Never have I ever…had a crush on a friend.”

They both take a drink of their water.

“Who was yours?” Kara asks, an unreadable look in her eyes. “I’ve had more than one, but James was one of those, as you know.” Her eyes dart down to her hands, picking the label off the bottle.

“Well, my first crush was on a boy named Taylor before I got shipped off to an all girls boarding school.” She rolls her eyes at the thought of that kid. “The first real crush that turned into something? Probably either Veronica or Andrea.” A smirk spreads across her face and she watches Kara’s eyes widen and mouth once again drop open.

“Y-you…but I thought…women?” Kara stutters incoherently before running a hand down her face and tilting her head. Once she gathers her composure and reboots her brain, she asks her question. “So, you’ve been with women? Huh. I guess we’ve never really talked about our sexuality. How is that possible?”

Lena laughs, a full-bellied bellowing laugh that bowls her over and causes her eyes to water. When she manages to collect herself, she looks up to an amused blonde with her head resting in her hand and elbow planted on the back of the couch. “Like I said earlier, there are a lot of things we’ve never talked about. Our romantic inclinations included. But to answer your question, yes, I have been with women. More so than men, actually. I’ve been in relationships with two men and three women, but have had…liaisons with a mix of both.”

She shifts to face the blonde, resting her head in her own hand on the back of the couch. “I suppose if I had to label myself, I would say that I am bisexual with a preference for women, but I rarely date. With my last name, my wealth, and my job, I barely have time for sleep.” She scoffs. “Plus, I’d rather spend time with you when I have it. Anyway, what about you?”

They smile at each other. Kara closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, opening them to settle ocean blues on emerald green. “Romance and love are hard for me. Things on Krypton were different. We didn’t have dating or even sex for that matter.” She huffs in frustration, not sure how to explain all the nuances of Kryptonian relationships. “I can tell you about Kryptonian norms another time, but dating has always been hard for me. Friendship too, if I am being honest. I mean, I thought I had been in love before, but now, it’s very clear to me what I felt wasn’t real.”

Lena stares at the superhero waiting for her to finish her sentence. When it becomes clear that Kara is lost in her own thoughts, she places a hand on the blonde’s forearm. “You don’t have to talk about this if you don’t want to, Kara. We can talk about something else.” She gently rubs her thumb back and forth across the exposed tan skin under her palm.

Kara gives her a half-grin. “No, it’s fine. I just got stuck in my head for a minute. In answer to your question, Krypton didn’t really have sexuality and the gender of two people in a relationship didn’t matter. I think, in Earth terms, it would be called pansexuality? I’m not sure, but I think that is the closest thing to it. So, that’s how I have always approached my own.”

She shrugs and looks down to where their skin is still connected, Lena’s thumb still moving across her skin. “I’ve never really dated any women, but I have been attracted to them. Even made out with a few in college. I guess because I’ve always been told to ‘blend in’ I never considered the fact that I could date women. At least not until Alex came out.”

Green eyes scan Kara’s face with affection and curiosity. “Would you be interested in dating women now? You’ve obviously dated men exclusively before. Is it something you want to explore? Romantically, I mean, in case that wasn’t clear.” She winks at the blonde as blue eyes roll at her.

“Really? I think you made that clear, Lena.” She chuckles and pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. Her eyes flutter briefly as she tries to figure out how to answer the question. “I’m not really sure how to answer that question. In general the answer is yes, but I am also currently only interested in one person. Romantically.”

This captures Lena’s attention fully. There’s someone Kara is interested in and none of their friends have mentioned them? How is that possible? “Is this person someone I know? How come you haven’t mentioned them before? We’ve been together almost non-stop since we rescued you from the Phantom Zone.”

She can feel her heart rate increase and her stomach tie itself in knots. It’s making her feel panicky and she’s doing her best to reign her emotions in because she knows Kara can hear her heartbeat. She takes a deep breath and again bites the inside of her cheek to calm herself. “Sorry, I just mean that I figured I would know about it since we’re usually always together. So who is this mystery person?” She tries to sound nonchalant and excited, but she’s not sure it landed.

“You definitely know them. Quite well, in fact.” Kara smiles, her eyes resting on the spot that Lena’s hand is now gripping her forearm instead of gently rubbing it. She’s incredibly nervous about what she wants to say. She’s been planning on telling Lena how she feels for a while, but doing it now could mean she is going back to National City early. Especially if things go badly, but Alex said Lena felt the same.

One more deep breath, you can do this Kara.

“Remember how I said earlier that I thought I had been in love, but now I know what I felt before wasn’t real?” She watches as Lena nods her head. “Well, I thought I was in love with Mon-El and I guess I did love him, but I was never in love with him. I know that now. It was something I realized when I was in the Phantom Zone. It’s very clear to me that I am 100% madly in love with this person and I’ve never felt anything else like it.”

Wide green eyes are fixed on Kara’s face, unsure what to say or do. Lena clears her throat, doing her best to keep her own emotions out of this conversation. “It sounds like you’re certain about how you feel. Have you told them yet? They’d be insane not to return your feelings, Kara. I hope you know that.” She does her best to stop her heart from plummeting into her stomach at the thought of someone else getting to love Kara the way that she does.

Kare pulls her head out of her hand and flips her hand to take Lena’s into her palm. “It makes me really happy to hear you say that and I hope you mean it.” She brings her other hand up to push dark inky locks behind her ear, her palm and thumb coming to rest on a pale cheek. A smile spreads across her face as she watches green eyes flutter closed at her touch. “It’s you, Lena. I’m hopelessly, romantically, and completely in love with you.”

Lena’s eyes fly open, her heart does somersaults in her chest, and her stomach erupts into a million little butterflies. Without her permission, her eyes fill with tears and her mouth drops open. When she starts to feel Kara retreating from her space, she forces her brain to reboot and her mouth to work. “Y-you l-love me? Th-the person is m-me?” She blinks owlishly, unable to comprehend that Kara confessed her love. The woman she loves actually loves her back. “You want to be with me? Romantically? Not in a ‘that’s-what-friends-are-for’ kind of way, but dates and romance and all that comes with it?”

A pretty rouge blush colors tanned, lightly freckled cheeks. Sparkling blue eyes and a shy little smile shine back at Lena. She can’t believe this is happening. A dimpled smile stretches across her own face.

Kara loves her back. She loves Kara and Kara loves her back.

Holy. Shit. Is this real?

Oh fuck. She hasn’t said it back! She needs to say it back!

She scrambles to get the words out of her mouth, her hand latching onto the one that is still resting on her cheek. “I love you too, Kara. I have for so long. I just…I can’t believe you love me back. I didn’t think you would ever feel the same.” She laughs, she can’t believe this is happening. “Is this real? I feel like I’m going to wake up any moment.”

Kara laughs. “If it’s a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up.”

Their eyes meet and they both lean in. When their lips meet for the first time, it feels like the world stops for a moment. Time restarts. Separately, they each realize that the universe may have broken them in very different ways, but those edges allow them to fit together so perfectly now. As if they just needed the last missing puzzle piece to slot into place so their hearts can finally arrive home.

#supercorptober #supercorptober2023 #supercorp #supergirl #lena luthor #kara danvers #supercorp fanfic #fanfic #ao3 fanfic

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gecko-s-greenhouse · 6 months

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a thread about my shithole job

when i asked my therapist about workplace trauma and how to move forward from it, she suggested setting some time aside to feel my feelings and journal about it. so that's what i'm going to do, because i'm determined to move on from all the ways that i was mistreated at that shithole job now that it's been 5 months (lol).

for context, my first job out of my PhD was at a tiny startup of fewer than 10 employees. i felt lucky to land the job because the biotech job market was in a bad place at the end of 2022 (it's worse now at the end of 2023), and luckier still because the company sang a (lying) tune about company culture that i bought into. the job ranged from okay to a total dumpster fire and i'll get into the details below, and then after 5 months, i was unceremoniously laid off. (alternately, my entire team of 2 was unceremoniously restructured.)

and because i signed a non-disparagement agreement to get my severance, i can't tell you the company's name. i assume not all of these issues occur at other companies,

topics that i want to cover:

my own timeline of events.

company retreat.

what i wish i had said to my shitty ex-manager when she fired me.

cult of personality.

how to create a healthy work environment. (the short version: consume any/all media that anne helen petersen puts out)

dating among the c-suite.

"i'm not here to make friends."

qualities of a good manager.

respecting time off.

i regret not taking more time off.

what does giving employees an honest chance look like?

valuing humans over success; failure is always on the table.

and others that i'm sure will spring to mind.

today's topics:

company retreat.

for context, about 2 months into my time at this company, we went for a 3 day/2 night ski retreat.

the invite went out after i had accepted the position, but before i had started, so i felt like this was "mandatory fun" and forced team bonding time that i had to attend (even though the text of the email said no pressure!), so i accepted, but made clear from the beginning that i am not a skiier and would not be joining the downhill skiing activities.

come the week of the event, work was a flaming shitshow. we were in our first sprint week at this startup, and two new hires were visiting from oot so we had to entertain them and make it seem like work was chill even though we were working overtime.

actually being on retreat was fine, i guess? we did cabin activities, they went skiing and i did other snow stuff. it was awkward but manageable. the CEO covered activity fees for only the downhill skiiers, so i, notably not in this group, had to pay my own way for tubing, skating, and snowshoeing all by my lonesome.

i now regret not asking for my activity fees to be covered also.

we get home, and the CEO sends out a group photo. that was taken at the top of the ski mountain.

let that sink in for a moment.

ask yourself, who was not included in the picture?

and to make matters worse, i was never, at any point during this retreat, invited to be in a group photo.

that was the first time i cried over this shithole job, and the first time that i told myself that i wasn't going to care anymore. (first time? because i wasn't good at holding myself to it.) startups want their employees to be part of a shitty family, and i was no longer having it.

to make matters worse, when i was being hired, the CEO had fed me a lying story about how "we're not like other startups" and want to focus on employee well-being over the other cultish aspects of stereotypical startup culture.

what i wish i had said to my shitty ex-manager when she fired me.

i don't appreciate being patronized. the first thing she said to me was, "this may come as a surprise, but..." haha no, this was not a surprise in any way, shape, or form. i've known that you wanted to fire me from that joke of a performance review* (more on this later) a month ago, right up through this meat grinder of a so-called "second chance" you've given me. i guess i am only surprised that you fired me right in the middle of a field trial where i'm a member of the team of two that handles every sample that comes through.

just because you don't like what my data says doesn't mean it's bad data. 'nuff said.

if you're restructuring, why can't i be absorbed into another function of the company? why do you have to look me in the eye, lie to me and tell me that you think i'm a great scientist, but apparently not one who can learn how to contribute to other functions that i am fully capable of doing and you know it?

what's this bullshit about "effective immediately"? (don't @me about MA at will employment, i know the law but i'm talking here about decency, which i guess is a foreign concept to you.) shouldn't i be given a couple days to tie up loose ends, tell you how to find my shit, and say a non-rushed goodbye to those of my colleagues who i did come to like? and ESPECIALLY because i had requested several days of pto THAT YOU HAD APPROVED starting literally the next day? this feels like a move for YOU, so you don't have to look at me any more than you have to after you made this decision.

also, in the state of massachusetts, it would be polite to lay people off with enough lead time that they can acquire health insurance in a timely manner. assembling the necessary documents takes time, and the last day to sign up for the next month's coverage is the 23rd day of the prior month. lesson learned: negotiate a severance package that includes health coverage. again, i understand that decency is a foreign concept to you.

what gives you the right to play games with people's lives? this thought really took shape as my nutbag ex-manager continued to arbitrarily fire people, including one on an O1 visa. consider my situation: i had been at this company for 5 months and got laid off. any decent manager looking in would see this and immediately recognize that the problem is with the company (funding?) and the management rather than with me, a young scientist who hasn't even been given the standard amount of time to fuck up learn the ropes (1 year) before being shown the door. alternately, what gives you the right to brand me as someone who behaves poorly? (because that's the only other reason a stranger would think that i was laid off so quickly?) for example, my friend and former colleague, upon finding out that i lasted only 5 months at the company, immediately asked if the company was having money problems, but he's someone who knows me and knows that i'm not a jerk, but that's not immediately obvious to a stranger. what gives you the right?

you are running your company into the ground. i don't care if your science is impeccable (it's clearly not based on my data), but it's clear to me that your company is going to fail if you keep treating your employees like this. the consensus among former employees of the company, both the ones who were laid off and the ones who left of their own volition

i hope you fail. i will gleefully eat my popcorn WHEN it happens.

also, i want my stuff back. (i wouldn't have forgotten it if you'd given me more notice!)

to be continued.

also, am i supposed to talk about my feelings too? overwhelmingly angry that at an incompetent inexperienced and scared manager treated my life/career/future as a gigantic joke to her, but also disappointed in myself that i signed on in the first place, and sad to have lost a year that i could have otherwise spent building my career to this total nonsense. bad times all around.

#dumpster fire #workplace trauma

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drawingpad-studios · 1 month

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Chaos Beasts Lore: Beast of Greed

Aulto Tenwor

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Appearance: a wish titian that took on the form of a C-cleph stomached Harmonian, with his head being the most away from his body compared to other Harmonians. His halo is fully out on top of his wavy yet straight(to mimic his stomach symbol) instead of being inbeded like other harmonians. Along with having Seraphim-like features, including three pairs of wings, three rings of eyes that go around his body, and a third eye on his forehead. Sporting a dicky collar covered by a well tailored suit jacket, fedora, a locked soul locket he hides under his Dicky, and cuffs that point towards the hand with a dip in the middle. He has a few parts of him that are replaced by machine, like part of his face is replaced by a tv-like screen, and he does have some attachable extra robotic arms.

Voice: a high energy show host yet sophisticated voice with a filter of how voiced came out of old black and white and old color tvs in 1960's(Staticy and kinda like radio)

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AT came from the smaller half of Equinox's wish, resulting in a need to pick a species that is relatively small to have his half give him his form. With his pick being the general of the Cupids, Tenor. Instantly creating a superiority complex where he believes that Harmonians are the superior species, and Crevons and anyone who is a dependent of Crevons(like Fallen Harmonians[stable and unstable]) are lower than dirt sense his opposite, Discord, chose to be a Crevon.

Having a high interest in business and finances, as per one of the sins/his main sin that he's made of, he got to work on building his businesses from the ground up, This corporation being AT Co., even creating a whole city where his corporation mainly resides in. The main businesses in said corporation, mirroring the sins he is, include: Tenwor Casino(Greed), Side Eye Apparel and Makeup(Envy), AT Pharmaceutical(Sloth), and Perfect Nights(Lust).

He created a cult-like following for his corporation so that he doesn't have to work as hard as the CEO/Founder of his corporation, even going as far as making a completely new species, Paintonians. Which was done via him making a deal with Duskkar; a new species(that would be made by an alien species then sent to earth, so all he has to do is make the basic blueprint) for delaying his total takeover of every business in Paper Robloxia and entire land of Paper Robloxia. It was the only deal they could agree on, for he kept insisting while Duskkar kept on wanting/trying to trick AT to join his side.

One day, he spots a Harmonian female that catches his interest. A Harmonian that is seemingly a fertility goddess. Being a family man, he would want children as soon as possible. So a "fertility goddess" would be the quickest person to get children out of, he reasoned to himself. Finding himself truly falling for Staff harder than meteorites hitting the moon. Not because he was fully seduced, her smoke has no effect on him, though he was slightly seduced when Staff showed interest in him. Getting his first and only biological daughter after a week of marriage.

Getting suspicious of his wife after she started to get withdrawn around him and gone for multiple hours a day multiple times a week. Hiring one of his "Shareholders" (cult members that put the most money compared to the others[they aren't actually shareholders]) to investigate and follow her around. Getting enough evidence to figure out her adultery and about who she's cheating on him with.

After using the fallen harmonian in one of his casino's "shows"(Blood sacrifice), he found his mansion cold and empty. Only other being there being the egg Staff left behind. Being a family man at heart, he reluctantly raised the child that came out of the egg. Raising her to marry one of his cult members, and having children(those being Sharp and Flat). Once he got the now "purified" children, he sent his bastard daughter to the same fate as his ex-wife's lover and those who never paid back their loans in time.

Outside his personal life, he is one of the more powerful Beasts. Though even though he's the most powerful he's the least free, being in contract with Equinox with him as Equinox's minion essentially and also Duskkar with the deal. He's like a bird in a cage, hungry for freedom. Wanting to betray the other beasts for more power, though worrying if he does he'll lose most of his power he already has. Which is what makes him trap souls of other powerful beings, like Concord after Staff took half of the general's power without AT knowing.

The only two beast he can bear are The Beast of Pride and the Beast of Wrath. But only a little sense The Beast of Pride is his Opposite's right hand man.

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Powers:

Normal Harmonian species magic

Normal Crevon species magic(got from when he locked Concord in his soul locket)

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Additional notes:

I kinda based him off of Alastor the Radio Demon, though only mimicking his voice and the mention Alastor did about being under contract of someone at the end of Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel. Thou even thou I based him off Alastor, I honestly see him as Vox if I ever say fuck it and make a little animation of Stayed gone with him and Duskkar (with Duskkar being a Alastor in the song obviously). A honestly far stray from his original HYS version.

Originally he was just gonna be a mob boss who runs the city his "corporation" is stationed in. Though I changed it so he's more of a monopolizing capitalist, since TVs were invented in 1927 and that's in the same center that Capitalism was starting to rise in america and he is supposed to be inspired by TV show hosts.

I didn't mention this in the main info text, because I couldn't find a place for it, but in the story; I am thinking about adding a the whole "he's looking for a new wife, so he's interviewing the many women in his cult that flocked to him when he announced he was looking." I think it would be interesting and could either eliminate him as a full threat with a new deal between him and Duskkar or add a new threat to the beasts once he finds a new wife.

#super paper roblox #the world blow #infodumping #spr oc #chaos beasts

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vinetae · 1 year

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Just The Milk

You just wanted some milk..

Genre: Crack, 90s!AU, Implied Smut, Funny

A/n: Sorry not sorry for this. 'Twas inspired by @minisugakoobies reblog of BTS's Seasons Greeting's packet and it had been stuck in my mind. Was planning on making this smutty, (hence the tittle - still might who knows 👀) but I wanted a good laugh. And yes, I had the humor of a 12 year old. Deal with it.

If this gets bigger then I'll probably do a smutty chapter but this isn't a series ya'll. Like, it's like all of my oneshots turn into series XD

You take a step into the little store right on the corner of your street. Letting go of a breath, as a wave of cooling A/C hits your skin. Your head swivels to the side, admiring the tiny shop’s wide selection. Korea’s hottest days, now fade out of sight as you take in all the glorious air conditioning. Feet trotting to the side, as a ring echoes the small convenient store. You step right, letting the large, covered man by.

“Ah, thank you.” He replies, turning on his heel to make his way towards the album section. Your eyebrow quirks, wondering why this little corner shop even had an album section in the first place.

Walking over to the beverage section, you grab a little summer cool down to well - cool you down.

“Hey, Jimin!” A voice calls out, as you turn your head. The strange man from earlier waves over to the cashier who you hadn’t even noticed was there to begin with. The man at the counter sets today’s newspaper down, turning to the side to give his -what you’re assuming, friend - his attention.

“Have you guys got any new releases yet?” He becks, flipping through a few old, vintage looking vinyl records. Your eyes catch a few classics, and some newer stuff.

Jimin shrugs, taking a sip of his iced americano. “Dunno. Jin hasn’t stocked the shelves.” He goes back to reading his newspaper.

“You mean you haven’t stocked the shelves yet.” The older man rolls up Jimin’s paper to whack him upside the head, making the boy yelp in shock. “I swear, Jimin. I don’t even know why I hired you.”

Jimin smirks, twisting in his circular stool. Feet barely reaching the floor. “You didn’t. Your dad loves me so much he offered me a job here.” The man sporting a strange, deep maroon colored blazer, with a fucky, retro tie coiled around his neck. Light orange hair dyed to match his unique but hot appearance. Newsboy hadn’t been well off either. He too, had worn a strange tracksuit, with a little handkerchief tied around his head to resemble one of the halmonies you’d see peeling squid outside the port.

On the hottest day of summer… he decided to wear a tracksuit?

Things were just getting weirder around here-

“Oh!” The blazer man yelps, raising a hand to motion you over. “I didn’t realize we had a customer!” He hits the grandma-looking boy upside the head with a good smack, making his wince from pain.

“Ow! This is sexual harassment!” He gripes, grabbing his newspaper from his hyung’s hand, smacking him back upside the head as well. The two start bickering off in the corner, as a loud crashing sound blasts through the once tranquil space.

“Oh shit-” He curses in English, picking himself up off the piles of album covers that he’d somehow knocked over, then fell on top. Blazer man’s mouth drops to the ground, spewing a few sentences angrily.

“Youmotherfuckernamjoonitoldyounottocomebacktothisstorenowlookwhatyou’vedonedoyouknowhowhardiworkedonthatdisplay!??!”

Damn. That man rapped faster than emineim.

Your eyes widened in shock, at his speed, watching as he stomped over the well-dressed customer, gripping his collar harshly. “I told you to stay out of this store before I call the police!” The blue haired man gets dragged to the door, before grandma-look-alike whistles out.

“Guys! CU-stomer!” All three heads turn to face you. Blazer guy immediately drops the blue boy (you called him that because he wore an all steel blue oversized suit that looked like it would’ve fit Andre the Giant.) You stand there awkwardly, hands clasp in the front, holding onto a little strawberry banana milk. Fingers toying with the little label which had been peeling off.

“Uh.. hi..” You manage to wave, right as the doors ding for a second time. Two men stride into the convenient store, as the blonde 90s dad dressed man cheers loudly, holding another man’s hand.

“Woo hoo! Guess who just won the big-” He stops, lowering his raised hand. A confused expression fades into sight. His head turns, meeting towards the blue boy’s disheveled self. Blondie lets out a sigh. “Namjoon.. Again? Come on dude, it’s like the third time this week!” Blue boy’s head- sorry. Namjoon’s head shakes in defeat, sighing at his own mistakes.

“Yah, Taehyung, you know you’re not supposed to be in here either.” Grandma-man retorts, flipping through a page from his newspaper as he glances up through pixelated sunglasses.

Blazer man shouts at grandma. “Yah! What’d I tell you about opening products, Jimin-ah!?” He stomps over towards the boy, reaching to swipe up the newspaper once more, but grandma’s quick to dodge, instead he opts for running around the building like a little kid. If this were a cartoon, Jimin’s tracks would’ve stopped like road runner, bobbing in place before turning to you. A greasy grin perks his lips.

“Why hello my dear~” He flips back his hair, acting as if this was a Rev*on commercial. (Not getting sued today, folks.)

Your eyebrows knit together, slow to back away from the two boys as your body crashes into a large figure. You pivot on your heel, being met with a man who looked like he dressed for the streets. Literally. He’s adorning a cute, red athletic shirt, some baggy dark wash jeans, a red and white headband to match, along with some cool traffic light kicks. (because they had been colored red, yellow, and green.) A few bracelets and accessories dripped his wrists like a fancy rich kid who we all used to know at school.

“Woah, slow your roll, doll face.” He smiles, helping you back to your standing position, backing away respectfully. Grandma boy lets out a groan.

“What are you doing here, Hyung? Didn’t you already get your daily dose of ego boost for the day?” The hip man chuckles, throwing his arm around the younger boy.

“Ahhh, Jimin-ahh.” He turns to you, flashing a quick wink. “One can never receive too many compliments. Isn’t that right, sweetcheeks?”

Back away, Y/n.

BACK. AWA-

“Ow!”

Fuck.

You turn around, jaw practically dropping to the floor as you’re met with the most handsomest man who you’ve ever seen - rocking.. Leopard print..?

He bows quickly, mumbling a quick sorry under his breath before making his way over to the freezer section. Your eyes followed his body as if they’d been on a rope of some sort. The black satin suit he draped had been luxurious looking. Wondering why in the hell would he be in these parts of the streets with such lush items at hand.

What the hell was going on!?

You back away slowly, careful as to not bump into anyone else, before you book it towards the door.

A voice calls out before you can leave. “Wait! Ma’am you’ve gotta pay for that!”

Another one. “Hey, that’s not the d!-”

You smack into the huge glass window. Face smearing against its once polished surface, as your body slides down in embarrassment.

“-oor..” He sucks in a breath, wincing in pain for you.

This was just perfect.

“Jungkook back up, give her some room.”

“I am-”

“Dude I can literally see you drooling over her-”

“Ewww, Taehyung, get your hand out of your pants!”

“What? My balls itch!”

“Dude that's still gro- move your fat ass over, Jimin!”

“Hey! My ass is fabulous and we all know it!”

"Fat ass full of LIES, Jimin." Jungkook retorts.

Jimin gasps, holding his chest. "Why you little-"

“Shh shh, I think she’s waking up!”

Jimin grumbles, arms crossing over his chest as he mumbles. "Hmph. You're just jealous."

The room goes silent. They watch as your chest rises, then falls once more. Soon, your eyes peel open. The bright fluorescent light beams down onto your sensitive face, holding your hand to caress the tender spot gently, wincing from pain.

“That was one hell of a knockout, dude.” The blonde man retorts, coughing as grandma looking guy shoves his side. You sit up, as blazer man’s hand comes out to support your back.

“Easy, girl. Nice and slow.” He coos.

“She’s not a dog, idiot.” The man wearing a mint green shirt that had the words ‘vetements’ labeled, retorts. His orange headband looked like someone had just cut off the top of his beanie. The orange, clear sunglasses add for coolness, but you highly doubt practicality.

You take a look around the room, no longer seeing the shelved convenient store which had been wreaked. Now, you were just sat in a dark room, with a few condiment bottles played across and some toilet paper rolls. A bright light swings overyour body, as the group of men gather around your body like an interrogation.

The light suddenly flashed into your eyes, making you wince. His voice is stern and deep. “Where were you on the night of January 10th, 1943?!” You let out a groan, pushing the man away as a few of the others start hitting him on the side.

“Dumbass, she might have a concussion!” Taehyung whines, flinching away from his brothers’ slaps.

Your feet are suddenly lifted from their resting place, as your head slams against the table. You moan out from pain. “Maybe she’s having a seizure?? Lift her head!” Grandma-boy is quick to lift your head, while the other man holds your feet. Emo boy and grandma fight over who’s right.

“Yah! Jungkook let go! You’re hurting her!” Grandma squeezes your head, pulling it to his chest. Emo boy tugs at your feet, nearly dragging along your skinny jeans in the process. Your hands quickly grip onto the loops, holding on for dear life as to not expose yourself to these strangers.

“Me hurting her!? You’ve practically got her in a choke-lock, Jiminie! Let go of her!”

“No! YOU let go of her!”

“No, YOU!”

“NO. YOU!”

“N-”

“BOTH OF YOU, let go of her!” Namjoon’s voice echoes through the dimly lit storage room, as the two boys both let go of you at the same time. Their arms cross against their chests, huffing towards one another.

Namjoon’s hand comes up to graze your bruise, sighing. “You okay?” Your head nods slowly, rubbing at your temples.

“Just hurts a bit..” You comment. His hand extends out, holding a little bag of frozen veggies for a cold compress. You’re quick to put it to the bruise, sucking in a breath from the level of pain. Namjoon’s eyes soften, head tilting to the side.

“It’s a pretty nasty bruise alright..” your lips roll off a sigh in frustration, head lowering from shame.

“Is the window okay?” Blazer man’s chuckle cuts in, as he pulls a chair up to sit in front of you.

“Baby girl, that window could withstand ten rounds fired at a time. I’m sure it’s okay.” Your head swivels around, taking in the strange scene.

“Where am I?”

“SHE HAS AMNESIA-” Emo boy rushes over, yanking down on your head, peeling back your eyelids as far as they could go. “How many fingers am I holding up!?!??!”

Your head turns to the side, fist clenching as you ask Namjoon. “Can I punch him?” Namjoon chuckles, hands resting between his spread thighs.

“Sadly, no. He’s got a photo shoot here in about an hour.” You groan, feeling the strength of Namjoon pulling you up by your arm and away from the emo kid’s frantic grip.

“Ya’ll are idiots.” Mint boy retorts, popping off the cap from one of the Coke’s. Blazer man’s head swivels, as fire burns in his eyes.

“MIN FUCKING YOONGI YOU BETTER PAY FOR THAT!” Yoongi’s eyes roll, flicking the cap into rapping man’s hand

“Chill, I’ll leave the cash at the register before I leave.”

“Ow! Taehyung get your hands off of me!” Grandma yelps out, trying to pull himself from Taehyung’s grip.

Namjoon sighs, shaking his head. “I swear, this place is a daycare.”

“Oh shut up, namjoon! You’re the one who broke the album display!” Hoseok chimes in, laughing at the whole situation.

Namjoon swivels in his seat to defend himself. “Well I- I- You see- … ah fuck it.”

You chuckle, holding your cheek in pain from smiling. Yoongi’s head turns, eyebrow quirking at you. “Whatchya laughing at, window girl?” Your features straighten, slowly sinking in your seat at his comment.

“Ah, lighten up on her Yoongs. She’s just a kid.” Your head perks up.

“Excuse me?!”

“You’re excused.” Jungkook adds in, while continuing to rip Taehyung from Jimin’s hair.

“Bitch, I’m twenty-five!”

He smirks. “Oh really? Ya don’t look a day past twelve.” Hip Hop wannabe boy pops into the conversation, while snatching the Coke from Yoongi’s hand.

“Fucking- you do this every time, Hoya.”

“CAN I GET A ‘HOOOYEAHHH!?’”

“ALL OF YOU, GET OUT OF MY STORE!” Jin stands, pushing the rest of you out the door in a group. Before you know it, you’re back out into Korea’s sweating summer days, with six other men tagged along.

The streets are quiet, all except for one voice.

“So, anybody down to fuck?” They all groan and yell out in unison, except for you.

"JIMIN"

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Thanks to the Anon on @heyharoldsboo 's page who gave me a shout out. Sorry I don’t do Anon Asks, frankly I don’t believe in anons. I barely believe in people who have fully developed blogs that have been operating for years. People curate and create online personas, myself included. It’s smart to not put your real life online. So, I take everything I see and hear on the internet with a grain of salt.

I do very much believe in protecting my peace, however. I’ve seen way too many people get brave behind the anon feature and just go absolutely vile.

As much as I know some anons are sweet and well meaning, “I won’t set myself on fire to keep you warm.” Tumblr and writing are a hobby, my mental health is the biggest source of wealth for me. I’m going to protect it at all costs.

My other justification is that Tumblr is free, it doesn’t cost anything to create a blog and to do the minimal work to make it not look like a porn bot. People can create a blog and ask me things that way if they really wanted to.

Sorry if a newcomer with an empty blog has tried to follow me, I’m pretty heavy handed with the block feature if I presume you’re a porn bot.

I do appreciate the thoughts and shout out.

So, lets talk about Cease and Desist letters. They mean nothing. lol That’s the long and short of it. They’re used as an intimidation tactic. Sometimes the threat of a lawsuit is enough to get the recipient to back down. It’s part of legal theatre.

They are not legally binding on either the sender or the recipient. If the accusers got anything, they could wipe their butts with it for all that it technically matters. You can write as many demands as you want, the recipients have the choice to ignore it. Most firms send it as an extra-judicial way of hopefully avoiding litigation. Why litigate for thousands upon thousands of Can$ if they can just send a warning shot? Sometimes, C&Ds are bluffs. Now, most people would take threats of legal action seriously, but given the accusers’ erratic behavior and immaturity they’ve shown thus far, they could also just as easily dismiss it as a joke.

It’s probably true that they do not have the money for attorneys. By that same logic, they do not have the money to make a suit worth it on PHW’s end. Will he really spend that much money on principals? Not sure a C&D is worth the time and money either.

If they say they haven’t gotten anything, I’m more inclined to believe them.

One anon made a good point regarding addresses. PHW’s representation might be having a hard time locating these women. Assuming he hasn’t spoken to them since high school, we’re talking at least three years. That’s plenty of time to have moved to a bunch of places if they don’t have steady employment. Did they go to university? Are they still in university? Could they be staying with a friend and don’t have a legal address? Could they still list their parents house while they’re living somewhere else?

So far, they’ve done PHW’s legal case more of a favor by continuing to post rather than to go dark. Given how toothless C&Ds are, it’s not worth the billable hours or fancy heavy stock letterhead to write one IMO, plus on top of hiring someone to find them.

I also see these women as being petty enough to have posted the letters if they got them. It’s not illegal to show a letter you’ve gotten. It’s their letter, if they show they got one, then they’re just stating facts. There’s no implied or enforceable gag order on not revealing they got a C&D.

His legal team may not want to prematurely reveal themselves either. Given how volatile Twitter and Tumblr could be, I wouldn’t want to expose my firm to trolls.

C&Ds aren’t required either. If I was going to sue, which they may still be considering at this stage, then I would just serve them an actual complaint. I don’t think a C&D is worth it at this stage if ever.

#percy hynes white

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How far do Whitley and Willow go in their loving relationship? Do they go into 2nd base or do they just stay at oral fornication?

WARNING!!!

Small Willow x Whitley ask ahead.

Willow took a deep inhale through her nose. She was sitting down and was about to take a sip of her drink, water not wine, and now was being bothered while trying to enjoy herself. "Well I don't see where it became something you should concern yourselves with, but we go as far as my Whitley would like. I told him any questions or desires he would like to experience or learn about, I would gladly help with my body~." Willow finished taking that sip of water as she reminisced about some of the certain things she'd already help him experience and learn about.

----Roleplay----

Willow was dressed up as a very sexy business woman, wearing a black pencil skirt and a light blue blouse that was unbuttoned very far down under her black suit and showing off a very gracious amount of cleavage as well as her black lacy lingerie bra underneath. "Oh Mr. Schnee, please don't show my boss those pictures. I know he's your father, but I'm very sorry for what I did."

Whitely cleared his throat as he sat at 'his desk' in front of the 'new hire'. He nervously twiddled his hands in front of him before settling for just crossing his arms over his chest. "I-I don't know, that was very indecent for you to pleasure yourself while on the clock."

Willow crawled onto 'Mr. Schnee's' desk, giving the young man a perfect look down her blouse and seeing just how well her bra pushed up her boobs and pressed them together to make her cleavage look incredible. "Please sir, I'll do anything to not to get fired." Willow pulled the top of her bra down just enough to flash her nipple at him. "Anything at all~."

Whitley was stuck just staring down at her chest for a bit longer than he meant to. He finally snapped back to the scene when his mother playfully cleared her throat. "W-well, since you seem to be so willing to make up for your.... u-uuuh.... t-transgressions, I think we can work s-something out for you to stay."

Whitley stood up and shakingly began undoing his belt before pulling down his pants and underwear, letting his cock spring out at full attention. "If you want to stay, l-lets see if you're good at... uh... um... c-can we drop this acting and just have sex mother?"

Willow smiled and climbed down off the desk in front of her son. He had seemed a bit overwhelmed with the whole charade, even though he had seemed interested in the idea after watching something on the internet. But he did ask nicely. Willow gently pushed Whitley back down into his large chair and quickly mounted him, straddling his lap. She reached down and slowly unzipped her pencil skirt, the sound of it being undone filled the silence between the two of them. The sound seemed to last an eternity to Whitley. Finally, the zipper ran out of track and the fabric fell off of Willow's hips. It slid off the chair to the ground, and Whitley was surprised to find out that his mother had not been wearing any undergarments to match her bra during their charade as he immediately saw her bare pussy.

Willow raised her body up a bit and placed her hands on Whitley's shoulders. She patted his cheek lightly and got him to look up to her. They stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds before Willow suddenly dropped down and took Whitley's cock into her pussy.

Whitley's head was thrown back and a long drawn out moan as his mother began riding him. Willow happily rocked in his lap, all while chalking up roleplay to a loss for now. However, the outfit had definitely seemed to be a win for her boy~. 'Maybe I should hint at cosplay around Whitley next~?'

----Titfucks and dirty talk----

"Mother!"

"Oh dear sweet Whitley~! Fuck my boobs faster! Wait, you wanted me to say my tits! Fuck my tits sweetie~! As fast as you want! Pump your cock faster between my tits~!"

"Mother! They so soft! I-I-I'm gonna! Hhhuuuuaaaa!"

Willow moaned as her son's cock erupted between her large, soft, and well lubricated breasts. Her son's cum shot up all the way onto her face. The warmth of it felt splendid~! And Whitely's exhausted and spent panting as he had to steady himself with a hand on his mother's head as he almost collapsed from standing in front of her was simply adorable~.

Whitley definitely seemed to be a fan of titfucks and dirty talk, so those were something that she'd definitely be using later for him.

----Face fucking----

"Huk! Huk! Guk!"

It had been a rather rough day for Whitely with the SDC, many things going wrong with dust packaging, distribution to shops, and employee mistakes that he had to correct. So Willow had decided to suggest one of the more "aggressive" sexual curiosities to help alleviate some of his stress. She had led him to her bed chamber, sat down on the ground while resting back against the side of her bed, and quickly explained her idea to him.

That being he gets to just absolutely use her mouth and throat as much as he wants with his cock to climax. She'd take any amount of roughness or speed he wanted to push his cock into her mouth with.

Whitley hadn't been too sure about it at first, but then his mother had opened her mouth slowly and left it open, inviting him to go ahead with a few flicks of her tongue. And he had.

Now they had somehow ended up completely on Willow's bed, with Willow laying down on her back and Whitley humping down into her mouth rapidly. His earlier reservations completely dissolved as he pounded his mother's mouth. His cock slid in and out of her lips that were wrapped tightly around his shaft as he slid it in and out of her. She even felt it hitting the back of her throat!

Willow's eyes might have been watering but she was nowhere close to being uncomfortable. Quite the contrary, she found Whitley's sudden aggressiveness with her quite exciting. She'd even started rubbing her pussy furiously, she'd gotten so aroused.

"Guhk guhk guuugk!"

Whitley's thrusting picked up intensely, and so did Willow's gagging. Spittle was splattering all over Willow's face and Whitley's pelvis. "Mmg mmg mggMGgmgMGGMGGGUUUG!" Whitley stopped for a second, only to regrip his mother's hair below him in a tight grip and pulled her head up. At the same time, he thrust down hard and absolutely buried his cock down her throat as he came. "MMMMmmmmm~!!!" Willow's surprised muffled yelp quickly faded into a moan. Her eyes became half lidded as she felt the wonderful feeling of ropes of cum being shot down her throat. She could practically feel both the warmth and thickness shoot all the way down into her stomach.

Fucking his mother face like his own personal toy was definitely something that Whitley was a fan of. And so was she~.

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Willow shivered ever so slightly at the memories. "So yes, I do believe we have reached that so-called 'second base' you referred to, not that it's any of your business." Willow shifted in her seat and her breath hitched a little. She grinned and reached a hand down to her lap. Her hand rested on a head of short, white hair. The hair of her son's head, which was between her legs as he was licking away at her pussy under her skirt~. "Wouldn't you agree, dear?"

Whitley pulled his head back at hearing his mother ask him a question. He took a few breaths before nodding. "Yes mother." No more words came out of Whitley's mouth as he went back to eating Willow out, shocking Willow to suddenly let out a gasp as his tongue found the right spot immediately after diving back into her cunt.

"H-hah! G-good boy honey. You're such a good boy to me~." Willow leaned back in her chair and let her son work away. She was going to assume that he was just as big a fan of giving oral sex as he was of receiving it with how enthusiastic he seemed.

As well as being praised~.

#rwby #whitley schnee #willow schnee #whitley x willow #ask #non sfw #lemon #anonymous #warning

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cvstylist · 9 months

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dvlaunchpad-mcquack · 9 months

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Background Launchpad McQuack is the son of stunt pilots, Ripcord McQuack and Birdie, with a blonde sister named Loopy. All of them wear scarves and pilot caps and goggles, and the four of them used to perform in an airshow with dangerous stunts as “The Flying McQuacks,” as shown in DuckTales episode “Top Duck.” Launchpad told Huey, Dewey, and Louie Duck he left home after embarrassing himself with a crash during the Flying McQuack’s air show. Launchpad mentioned he left home to get a job when he was fifteen, in Ducktales “Launchpad’s First Crash.” Launchpad’s first plane was a small bi wing called the Sun Chaser, which Scrooge McDuck hired him to fly for as cheaply as possible. It is uncertain how they returned home from that pastiche of Jules Verne’s “Journey To The Center of the Earth” but Launchpad’s next plane was a red bi wing he named the Joy Rider. At some point in his history, Launchpad joined the Junior Woodchucks, earning every merit badge except for swimming, as he revealed in “Merit Time Adventure.” He earned enough merit to become a Scout Leader, and he led Huey, Dewey, and Louie Duck and Doofus Drake on a camping trip in “Super Doof”. In “Double O Duck,” Launchpad was mistaken for a spy who looks just like him named Bruno. Launchpad was enlisted by the Duckburg Intelligence Agency to meet with double agent Feathers Galore and intercept enemy agency FOWL’s plan. Feathers attempted to murder Launchpad but Launchpad’s luck and clumsiness (and general awkwardness with unwonted flirtation) spared him from several mishaps until they were both caught by FOWL and thrown into a pit of lions. Launchpad used one of the devices Agent G (Gyro Gearloose) gave him to help him and Feathers escape the lions. In gratitude for him saving her life, Feathers helped Launchpad corner Dr. No Good until the villain ended up falling, presumably to his demise.

“Where No Duck Has Gone Before,” Launchpad was jealous of the attention the triplets were giving to an actor, Major Courage, poignantly saying “real heroes don’t need cameras and makeup. Real heroes just do their job.” Major Courage was the first to call Launchpad “LP”, a nickname Darkwing would use in his show. Launchpad steered the spaceship through an asteroid shower. (He also said there’s no such thing as aliens.)

Launchpad briefly worked for the Beagle Boys in “Hero For Hire”, Flintheart Glomgold in “Robot Robbers”, and the DIA (Duckburg Intelligence Agency) in “Double O’Duck.”

Launchpad has worn the Gizmoduck suit at least twice (in DuckTales “A Case Of Mistaken Identity” and a 1992 DuckTales comic, “A Switch In Time” https://inducks.org/story.php?c=KJZ+025 ). In the episode, he was encouraged to help keep Fenton’s identity a secret by neither denying or acknowledging that he was Gizmoduck. When he was seen disappearing at the same time Gizmoduck removed a box of lit fireworks from a stadium, and reappearing dazed from a stray firework blowing up on him, the whole town took that as evidence that he was the costumed hero. He was mobbed with throngs of fans for days and although he enjoyed the attention of female groupies, he asked Scrooge to help him prove that he was not Gizmoduck. Scrooge arranged a press conference for Launchpad to make his statement, but Launchpad quoted Fenton’s favorite saying on camera during the conference. Since M’Ma Crackshell was watching the conference on tv, the Gizmosuit responded and zoomed to Launchpad, attaching to him on camera. Launchpad tried to remove the suit by pressing random buttons, ending up accidentally flooding the city when one of the suit!s missiles damaged a dam. Trapped in the current and unable to swim in the heavy suit, Launchpad had to be rescued by Fenton via a construction crane. The second time Launchpad wore the Gizmosuit, in the comic “A Switch In Time”, the wheel and leg attachments were missing from the suit and he seemed more in control of the suit’s functions. He and Fenton Crackshell were both tired of their low paying, high risk jobs and they simultaneously told Scrooge they wanted to quit. Scrooge encouraged them to try each others’ job for a day to see if they would change their minds. Unfortunately for Launchpad, some thieves attempted to break into the money bin while he was in patrol and when he attempted to stop them by ejecting a puddle of oil, he slipped and knocked himself out. Fenton again saved him and they both resumed their original jobs. Launchpad was tricked by the Beagle Boys into acting as a live action superhero, the Web-bed Wonder, in “Hero For Hire”, accidentally creating real crimes. Ironically Launchpad said “nobody needs a hero nowadays.”

In Darkwing Duck “Water Way To Go”, Launchpad told Darkwing he wanted to try being the hero for a case, turning some of Darkwing’s words and mannerisms against him, while still being open to following Darkwing’s leadership and evaluations of the case. He helped Darkwing escape a flood by surfing. His hero worship for Darkwing was still present, though, as he was clearly delighted Darkwing praised him. He did not mind reverting back to doing menial chores after Darkwing called him an equal. In Darkwing Duck, Launchpad posed as Darkwing in “A Duck By Any Other Name” with Tuskernini as the main villain (http://darkwingduck.wikia.com/wiki/A_Duck_by_Any_Other_Name) and “Double Darkwings” (http://darkwingduck.wikia.com/wiki/Double_Darkwings )with Jambalaya Jake as the main antagonist). He also donned a Darkwing suit in one comic, “Hero For A Day,” (http://darkwingduck.wikia.com/wiki/Hero_for_a_Day). where he went up against the one shot villain, the Back Alley Bushwhacker, defeating him by apologizing (making the villain laugh) and pretending he lost a contact lens. In Darkwing Duck “U.F. Foe”, Launchpad revealed that he used to be afraid of heights. His father, Ripcord McQuack (who seems more stern and oblivious to Launchpad’s feelings in Darkwing Duck versus the version we saw in Ducktales “Top Duck”), took Launchpad for a flight in an open air biwing to help him overcome his fear, neglecting to make sure his seatbelt was fastened. Launchpad fell out of the plane during a trick, and was rescued by a visiting young purple alien princess named Tia. Tia flew Launchpad around, a la Peter Pan style, to a fairground. According to Launchpad, he had so much fun, he forgot to be afraid of heights any more. Later, adult Tia had him abducted to ask him to marry her to help her lead her people. After Darkwing and Gosalyn helped expose the evil plan Bleeb had for Launchpad, Launchpad turned Tia down and all three Earthlings had their memories of the adventure erased. In Darkwing Duck “The Quiverwing Quack”, Launchpad said his father kicked him out and told him to get a job. It is also interesting to note that Launchpad was perfectly capable of cooking breakfast for the kids over an open campfire, yet in Darkwing Duck, Darkwing was surprised that Launchpad was able to make a decent looking (and unfortunately for him, spicy) batch of brownies.

In Darkwing Duck “Trading Faces” Launchpad said school was difficult for him, and in the Darkwing Duck read along book, “High Wave Robbery”, Launchpad jokingly said he “played a stringed instrument as a kid. A yoyo!”

#Launchpad McQuack 1987 and 1991 character profile and episode list #lupineleigh’s rambling

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Im going to make a long post on my thoughts about 2.0:

Honestly, i feel like there were ways cec could have moved on from animatronics to live shows that were much better.. i think the biggest crime is the minimalism and, in my opinion, somewhat ugly design choices of 2.0. All the previous stages often had nice decor and themes, and the whole store would have nice artwork on the walls and nicely designed signs. It looked pretty busy at times, but as a kid, it was fun. It stuck in my brain as a 'fun thing' more than any boring, minimalist design would have.

Here is some comparisons. I will say i think the colorfulness of the design in the top middle picture is okay i guess, but the fact that theyre just... silhouettes... makes them a little bland. The bottom middle is actually from my childhood location that had a studio c when i was a kid. It had a lot more decor, lights decorating the stages, and studio c had a lot of fun gimmicks like the blue screen and cameras. Not only that, but with the animatronics being out all the time, even when there was no show id frequently go back to look at our studio c chuck and watch him or even pretend to talk with him with my siblings. What happens when theres no live show going on in a 2.0??? Sure kids might want to dance on the light up stage by themselves, but.. I remember i liked to dance in the party room just fine WITHOUT the encouragement of a glowing square on the ground lol.

The problem is, cec just seems to be downgrading every bit of itself. They're remodeling, sure, but taking out every ounce of personality. From what ive seen from my converted local locations, theyre even taking out about half of the games per location for whatever reason. Theyre removing the animatronics and replacing them with a ~fancy glowing screen~ on the ground, which seems to also mean chuck e's presence in Chuck E. Cheese's itself will be reduced to tv skits that can just be played from youtube anyways and an occasional dance from an employee that isnt being paid enough to put on a performance (not an insult to the employees that dance with no enthusiasm in a fricken cec mascot suit, its just something ive noticed at every location ive been to recently and i wish cec either paid them more and/or hired people who were like. Performers. So that it actually seemed worth the trade of animatronics)

What they could have done was, like i just said, actually make their emphasis on performance mean something, especially if it wont be out for the kids to see constantly like the animatronics were. Hire dancers, and pay them more or something, do whatever disneyland does for their mascot wearers. Heck, i remember cec used to try to be on par with disneyland, but i guess it became too expensive for them or something because theyre not trying to be a fantastic, magical experience anymore. They just seem to be doing the bare minimum to "upgrade". I know animatronics are expensive, i know remodeling stores is expensive, but i just dont understand why theyve decided to renew cec with something so bland... wheres the creativity, wheres the fun? Why couldnt they have come up with an innovative and fun way to upgrade the stores that were becoming old and broken, why did it have to be like this?

#maybe i just know nothing about business and money #maybe i dont know what its like to own a 30-40 year old restaurant that's becoming run down and cost ineffective and needing to remodel it s #so that it isnt gross and falling apart. maybe i dont know what its like to market to kids or run a business. maybe im just sad that #something i loved as a child so dearly is gone forever and i can never experience anything like it again #maybe i dont know #but i still feel like they didnt have to suck all the magic and fun anymore. because without magic. we're just another pizza place #long post #cec #chuck e cheese #chuck e cheeses

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omgsquee2001 · 2 years

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Stay By Our Side: Part 7

//Author Note: (O/O/C) = Outfit of Choice//

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Today was the day. The day of the Hero Gala.

Thankfully you had brought your dress clothes for the Gala. Todoroki and Midoriya had gotten dressed in the room again while you had gotten dressed in the bathroom. You pulled down on the fabric of your outfit, letting out a breath, trying to calm your nerves. You opened the door of the bathroom and walked out. Midoriya looked at you and his eyes widened.

“Wow! You look amazing! That outfit suits you so well!” He said. You wore a (O/O/C). Todoroki smiled and nodded in agreement.

“I agree. You look amazing.” He said. You smiled and thanked them,

“Thank you, Midoriya, Todoroki. You both look very good as well.” You complimented. Midoriya wore a stripped red suit coat and pants with a black bow-tie and a white undershirt. Todoroki wore a white suit coat and pants with a red stripped tie, and a light blue undershirt. Todoroki smiled and nodded in thanks.

“Are you nervous?” He asked. You shrugged.

“A little. I’ve never been to such a formal event before. Plus, I’m also really excited to see Bakugou and Kirishima again.” You said. Midoriya nodded.

“They said they would be there, so I definitely think they will be. Oh, the rest of the class just left in their cars. We’re the last ones that will show up, actually. That’s okay though. I’m just so happy to be able to go to this event.” He said. You smiled and nodded.

“You and me both,” you said. You grabbed your accessory and turned to face the boys. “If we’re all ready, let’s head down to the lobby where the car should be waiting for us.” You said. Todoroki and Midoriya nodded.

“Right.”

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The three of you made it to the lobby, walking out into the chilly night air. The excitement and adrenaline made the cold seem irrelevant. Midoriya was all smiles.

“There’s going to be Pro Heroes from all around the world at the Gala tonight. It’s going to be interesting.” He said. The three of you reached the car. It was extremely fancy, more than what you were used to. You figured that the Yaoyorozu Family or the Iida Family provided the cars, considering how rich both families were. It could also be cars that the organizers of the whole event hired. Todoroki opened the back doors for the both of you.

“Here, let me open the door for you both.” He said, doing so. You smiled and nodded at the male.

“Thank you, Todoroki.” You said, climbing into the car and scooting over to make room for the other two. Midoriya voiced his appreciation as well. Once the three of you were in the car, the driver headed for the Gala.

“I can’t wait! I’ve been really looking forward to this! It’s such a cool way to end our third year off, don’t you think?” He asked. You nodded. Butterflies filled your belly with each turn the car took, knowing you would be at the Gala in no time.

“Yeah. We’ve all been through a lot. Getting to go to such a glamorous event is a real honor.” You said. Todoroki nodded.

“I agree with [L/N]. It’s going to be interesting. I’ve only ever gone to events like these with my father, so it will be nice to go to an event without him.” He said. The both of you nodded. Midoriya hummed and placed his finger on his chin in thought.

“Hmm. I wonder which heroes are going to be there. Probably all the top 10 from each country. That’s so exciting! I know All-Might will be there to. Even in his current form, people still think he’s one of the best heroes the world has even seen.” He said. You smiled. You were glad that people still looked up to All-Might as much as Midoriya did. He seemed like he was more of a father figure to the boy than a mentor. Todoroki nodded.

“I’m sure there will be a lot of notable heroes there. It’ll be cool to speak with them. Soon, some of us will be starting up our own agencies. Well, most likely, so being able to get some advice from popular Pros would be incredibly helpful.” He said. You nodded. It was true. You had done an internship with another Elemental Hero with a Quirk similar to yours. You had learned so much from that Hero. You honestly wanted to make your agency just like theirs. Their Agency had been pointed towards helping young Elemental Heroes like yourself to learn how to better control your Quirk. With their help, you would hopefully gain full control of your Quirk.

“I want to see if I can get hired at the Hero Agency I did an Internship with. Maybe then, I can gain full control of my Quirk.” You said. Midoriya smiled.

“You’ll get there, [L/N]. I know you will. You just have to keep trying!” He said. You smiled at him.

“Thank you, Midoriya. You as well. I know that both you and Todoroki are going to become powerful Pro Heroes in the future.” You said. Todoroki smiled and nodded in thanks. Midoriya looked out his window.

“I think we’re almost there! I can see the building up ahead.” He said. You looked ahead of you. Your eyes widened. The building was huge! It was like, five stories! Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration. It was more like three stories, but still!

“Wow! Look at all those cars, and all those people!” You said. There were maybe fifteen cars loaded with people from your class. Your eyes widened. There was a red carpet! And paparazzi! “Wait, is that a Red Carpet?!” You asked in astonishment. Todoroki didn’t seem all that phased. Midoriya looked at you.

“Are we going to be walking on a Red Carpet? No way!” He shouted. Todoroki looked as monotone as ever.

“Wow, we’re really getting special treatment, aren’t we?” He said. Midoriya looked out his window again.

“I can see Uraraka, Iida and Asui up ahead! The cameras are swarming them.” He said. Nerves kept filling your stomach. Midoriya looked at you both. “Okay, we’re pulling up after the car in front of us.” He said. You sighed and rang your hands together.

“I,I’m honestly kind of nervous.” You said with a chuckle. Todoroki looked at you. He placed his hand on top of yours.

“You’ll do fine, [L/N]. You as well, Midoriya. Just relax. We’ll just walk in. Both of you stay close to me and look straight ahead if cameras make you nervous.” He said. You sighed.

Alright. Just look straight ahead. You thought. “I wonder who’s in the car in front of us.” You said. Your eyes widened when you saw Kirishima and Bakugou exit the car. Bakugou looked good as new. Kirishima was still wearing a cast, the arm of his coat hanging limp over his healing arm. You never realized how attractive they both looked in suits. Midoriya looked at you and smiled.

“See, I knew they’d show up! Oh boy, Kaachan looks mad. I kind of hope those photographers don’t get too pushy with him or he’ll,”

“Get the damn camera out of my face, idiot!” Bakugou shouted, little explosions forming in his hand. Your tried to bite back a smirk.

“He really doesn’t like the paparazzi, does he?” You asked. Midoriya chuckled nervously.

“They’re kind of pushy.” The three of you watched in slight shock as the bouncer walked over and started to hold Bakugou back. You puffed up your cheeks, letting out a breath.

“The bouncer is holding him back now.” You said. Kirishima looked at the bouncer.

“I’m so sorry about him.” Kirishima apologized, chuckling nervously. The bouncer looked at the red head.

“If he’s going to be a problem, he’ll have to be kicked out of the Gala.” The bouncer warned. Kirishima nodded.

“Understood. I’ll keep an eye on him,” he said. The bouncer looked at Kirishima skeptically, which was understandable. This was coming from a kid with a cast on one of his arms. However, the way Kirishima placed his good hand on Bakugou’s shoulder convinced the Bouncer otherwise. “Bakugou, come on man, chill out. Let’s just keep walking.” He said, urging Bakugou to keep walking and ignore the cameras. Once they were inside, the car that brought them to the Gala drove off. Your car pulled forward. Nerves filled your belly once again. Noticing your tense muscles, Todoroki looked at you.

“We’ll be okay. We’re going to be inside in no time.” He said. You looked at him.

“You don’t mind having your photo taken, Todoroki?” You asked. Todoroki shook his head.

“I guess when it comes down to it, fans or paparazzi, I just do my best to keep looking forward and ignore it.” He said. Midoriya nodded.

“Right. Okay then.” He said. You looked at the two and sighed.

“Well, if you two are ready, the. I’m ready.” You said. Midoriya nodded.

“I’m ready. How about you, Todoroki?” He asked. Todoroki nodded. He looked forward, placing his hand on the handle of the door.

“Okay, let’s go then.” He said. With that, he opened the door and stepped out.

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//I felt like this was a good place to stop. We’re nearing the end of the Kirishima x Reader x Bakugou series.

And I will be making a sequel to this series! That’s right! I’m not done yet! Just like this series, the second Kirishima x Reader x Bakugou series will be inspired by Yuzuya on YouTube. I don’t own the plot of the next series or this series. All credit goes to Yuzuya. I also would like to mention that I don’t own any of the MHA characters. They belong to the people who created the Manga/Anime series in the first place. The only thing I own is the Reader’s Quirk, which is not mentioned in the YouTube series. I hope you all enjoy this!//

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yunhoee · 2 years

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Chapter 9 - The Company Ball

It’s 5pm and Erwin will be here in 3 hours. Your dad went a little overboard and hired a hair and makeup team to help you for tonight’s ball. You jump in the shower and make sure that every inch of your body is without hair. Anything could happen tonight so you want to be fully prepared.

Honestly you wouldn’t be opposed to sleeping with Erwin. Just casually of course, your heart is with someone else. But you have needs, and if Levi isn’t willing to meet those needs you will find someone who can. Even if it’s just for an evening.

You hop out of the shower and Historia is waiting in your bedroom with a robe. You put on the robe and she starts patting your hair dry.

“You don’t have to do that”, You tell Historia.

She smiles, “It’s okay, I want to help. Tonight is special.”

“Are you attending as well?”, You ask.

Historia nods her head yes.

“Well then you can go get ready and take tomorrow off as well. I want you to enjoy yourself. Besides, I know Ymir will be there. I’m hoping at least one of us will get lucky tonight”, You giggle.

Historia blushes but is hesitant to leave, “Are you sure, Y/n? I can stay and help, I really don’t mind.”

You respond, “I’m positive. Please, go and enjoy yourself. But I better hear all about it the next time I see you.”

Historia laughs and waves as she walks out of your bedroom.

You sigh and look in the mirror. You make a promise to yourself that tonight you’re going to have fun. No more being sad about Levi, at least for tonight. You have a smoking hot date. Even though your deal was originally to make Levi jealous, you both can still enjoy yourselves.

There’s a knock on your bedroom door and the stylists walk in and start getting you ready. It took 2 hours for your transformation to be complete. The whole time you were listening to your favorite pump up music and just having fun with the stylists.

Tonight you wanted to be bold. Even though your heart was hurting, you wanted to push that aside and be confident. Let me tell you, your stylists did not disappoint.

Your long h/c hair was curled and put into a gorgeous updo. Some of your hair was out of the updo to frame your face. You had honestly never seen your hair look so beautiful.

Your makeup was flawless. Nothing too much on your eyes, but your lips were a beautiful red. Perfectly matching your dress.

Your dress. Goddamn you weren’t going to lie, your dress was gorgeous. The top had a deep v-neck, tastefully showing your cleavage. The waist was fitted to your waist, and the bottom of the dress flowed out and down your legs. There was a cut that went all the way to your upper thigh. The red color of your dress demands for all eyes to be on you.

Confidence was never your strong suit, but as you look at yourself in the mirror you can’t help but be amazed. Tonight is about you, and doing whatever the hell you want.

You take a deep breath and smile at the stylists, “Thank you all so much. I truly feel the best I ever have.”

They smile and compliment you as they’re leaving. Your phone buzzes and Erwin says that he’s outside. He also let you know that Levi was already down here and was becoming very impatient.

You roll your eyes and grab your handbag. You check yourself in the mirror one more time before heading to the elevator. When you get to the lobby you can see Erwin and Levi outside of the hotel. They are talking and not paying attention to the doors of the hotel.

Your stomach drops when you see Levi in his suit. Fuck he’s so hot. You look at Erwin, honestly he is also looking hot in his suit. You start to feel nervous as you’re walking to the doors.

“Confidence, Y/n. Have confidence”, You are internally telling yourself.

You take a breath and open the door. You start walking towards the car, and that’s when Erwin sees you.

“Damn”, Erwin says dumbfoundedly. He can’t stop staring at you with wide eyes.

Levi looks momentarily confused and then looks in your direction.

You both lock eyes and you immediately get goose bumps. The electricity that runs through you is unlike anything you’ve ever felt. Levi’s eyes are wide, and you see a small blush forming at his cheeks. At that, you start blushing as well.

You walk up to both of them, “You both look so handsome this evening.”

Erwin replies, “I assure you, neither of us compare how gorgeous you are.”

You giggle, “Thank you.”

Erwin asks, “Am I right, Levi?”

You look at Levi nervously. He meets your eyes.

Levi responds shyly, “You look beautiful.”

Your eyes widen and your cheeks redden once again.

“Well we better get going. We don’t want to be late”, Erwin says.

You get into the back of the car, internally cursing yourself for telling your dad you didn’t need a limo.

Your dad turns around from the passenger seat, “My oh my. Y/n you look so beautiful! Doesn’t my daughter look beautiful?” He asks everyone in the car.

Your driver, Erwin, and Levi all agree. Your dad turns back around and is busy talking to the driver.

You are squished in between Erwin and Levi. Your heart is racing. You were trying your best to keep your legs in the middle as much as you could.

Erwin has now joined the conversation with your dad and the driver. You sit there quietly trying to get your heart to calm down.

Your eyes widen as you feel a leg slowly press up against yours. You look at the leg, already knowing who it belongs to.

Maybe it was a mistake, maybe he��s just more comfortable. It’s dark outside so it would be hard for anyone else to notice. You let yourself cherish the feeling, you were unsure of how long it would last.

You then felt a hand slowly start to touch your exposed thigh. It took everything in you not to react. Your heart is pounding. You look down and see Levi’s hand resting on your thigh, he is tracing circles on you with his thumb. He was driving you crazy.

Well you wanted to be bold tonight, so here goes nothing. In the dark, you slowly move your hand down to his. For a few moments, your hand was just resting on top of his. But then he shocked you. He quietly turned his hand so that your palms were touching. Levi then carefully intertwined his fingers with yours.

You were in complete bliss just at this gesture. You were embarrassed to admit that you were starting to get wet at all of these secret touches in the dark.

You were holding hands with your bodyguard, while sitting next to your date, and your father in the front seat.

As you pull up to the building, Levi squeezes your hand and then slowly pulls away. Your heart sinks in the absence of his hand.

You exit the car and Erwin meets you with his arm out. You wrap your arm in his, and enter the building.

The place is decorated beautifully. There is an abundance of food and drinks, you can’t wait to dig in. You decide to brush off the events in the car. Tonight was going to be an amazing night.

You grab a glass of champagne and start drinking. At your table you sit next to Erwin, Levi decides to watch from a distance giving you your space. You and Erwin are enjoying your food, and the alcohol is making your cheeks lightly rosy.

“Would you like to dance?”, Erwin asks.

“Of course! Dancing is my favorite.”, You respond with a smile.

Erwin could feel a tug at his heart when you smile, but he wasn’t going to tell you that.

You both walk to the dance floor and he places a hand on your hip, and your hand is on his shoulder. He gently holds your other hand and you begin to dance. You can’t help but notice how much bigger his hand is than yours.

The dance floor is pretty crowded, and the alcohol is really starting to kick in. You are definitely tipsy at this point.

The slow music comes to an abrupt halt, you hear the crowd start to complain.

“Alright folks! I know this is technically a ball, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have a little bit of fun right?”, The DJ says with the microphone.

All of the sudden one of your favorite songs comes blasting over the speakers. It makes you feel like you’re back home at a party with your friends. You look at Erwin and see that he wants to leave the dance floor.

You grab his hand, “Awe come on. You aren’t going to leave me so soon, are you?” You tease him.

He laughs, “Oh fine. But I’m no good at dancing to fast music.”

You laugh and look around you. Everyone is jumping and grinding, it seems that they’re all having a good time. You notice that you and Erwin are situated in the middle of the crowd, so you hope your dad doesn’t see what you decide to do next.

You grab Erwin’s hand and turn around. You start dancing and shaking your ass on his front, giggling the whole time. Erwin slides his hands on your hips, holding you close and begins to grind on you. You can’t help but feel like someone is watching you. You look up to the second floor, it doesn’t take long for you to lock eyes with Levi. He is throwing back what looks to be glasses of whiskey. He looks pissed.

You look away and can’t help but smirk. You start grinding more on Erwin and bring your hands up behind you to hold his neck. He starts leaving kisses on your neck. While this is happening you look back at Levi. He looks like he’s about to jump over the railing. You do something evil, and you smile at him.

Honestly you could care less that this was technically a work event. This felt way too good, and you were tipsy as fuck.

Erwin surprises you and he spins you around to face him. He grabs your face and pulls you in, your lips meet and it doesn’t take long for you two to start making out. You taste wine from his tongue, and you know he must be tipsy as well.

Thank god it was dark in here, you really didn’t want your dad to see this. Even though he would probably only be ecstatic.

The kisses become rougher and Erwin squeezes your ass with one hand. What is it with you and guys on the dance floor? Something about it just turns you on.

You pull away. You both are catching your breath.

“Let’s not go too far, at least not out in the open like this”, You say and then wink at Erwin.

“Damn, Y/n. You’re so sexy”, Erwin responds.

You giggle, “You’re not so bad yourself.” You realize how full your bladder is from the alcohol, “Hey I need to go to the restroom.”

Erwin nods, “Okay. I promised a few people I would say hi tonight, so I’ll be doing that while I wait.”

You smile and turn around, pushing your way through the crowd. You don’t realize how loud it was until you walk into the dimly lit hallway. Your ears slightly ringing, the hallway is empty and you walk to the bathroom.

You finally get to relieve yourself, and you feel so much better. You’re washing your hands when you hear someone enter the bathroom. You’re shocked when you look in the mirror and see who it is.

You turn around, “You can’t be in here! It’s the women’s restroom!”

Levi doesn’t say a word. He is staring a hole through you. He shuts the bathroom door and locks it, he walks quickly over to you.

“What are you doin-”, You shout.

Levi cuts you off by smashing his lips against yours. His hands are around your waist, and for a moment you just stand there. You finally come to and you start to kiss him back.

He is very impatient and his tongue pushes itself into your mouth, this makes you moan. He moves from your lips to your neck, where Erwin’s lips were just a few moments ago. Levi starts sucking and nibbling all over your neck, as if he was trying to erase any trace of Erwin.

You start trying to undo his belt buckle but he snatches your wrist.

“I don’t want to give you the wrong idea. If we go any further, it’s just physical. It doesn’t mean anything. Are you okay with that?”, Levi asks.

You pout, “But why?”

Levi sighs and lets go of your wrist, “I’m your bodyguard, not your boyfriend.”

You roll your eyes, “Fine. No feelings, just physical.”

Levi looks at you like he doesn’t believe you, but you pull him in and start kissing him harder. You reach your hand down to his belt and undo it. You reach your hand in and can already feel how hard he is. You pull it out from his pants and start rubbing it.

Levi moans, “Ahhh. Oh fuck.”

You continue to pump his cock, and you grab his chin. You make eye contact with him and your heart flutters as you see the small blush on his face. His eyes roll back as you start to pump him faster. You kiss him roughly and you can tell that he is close. You decide to be bold.

You pull out your boobs from the v-neck of your dress. His eyes become wide and he immediately has his hands around them. He leans in and is kissing each one.

“Ah shit. I’m going to cum”, Levi whimpers.

You pull his chin back up so you could make eye contact. You smile lustfully, “It’s okay, Levi. Cum for me.”

He immediately moans at your words and cums. You moved his cock to the side at the last minute, so his cum was all over the floor and your hand.

“Fuck. I’m sorry it got on your hands”, Levi says breathlessly.

You bring your hand up to your face and start licking your hand clean while moaning. Levi looks fucked out and like he’s about to pounce you.

Once your hand is clean you say, “Mmm all better.”

You turn around and start washing off your hand, you see in the mirror that Levi is pulling up his pants. While he’s cleaning up the floor, you’re fixing your hair and makeup.

Levi is done washing his hands and you start walking to the door.

“What are you doing?”, Levi asks.

You turn around confused, “We should probably get back out there.”

Levi walks to you, and moves your dress to where your entire leg is out of the slit. The slightest bit of your thong is showing. Your face immediately turns red at this.

“Nah we aren’t going back out there just yet”, Levi smirks and leans into your ear, “I want to hear you scream”.

Next Chapter

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Author’s Note: The next two chapters are a wild ride, so buckle up! 😏 I do have a tag list, so if you’re interested in being added let me know! 😊

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shacchou · 2 years

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KAIBA CORPORATION’S C-SUITE

It has come to my attention that I often mention Kaiba Corporation’s chief executives in my threads, given that these are the people that work directly with Kaiba and with whom he interacts on a daily basis, besides Mokuba and Isono. Therefore, it’s almost impossible to separate him from them and as such, I think it’s about time I give each of them a name. I might mention some of them in future threads but in general, this is mostly for my own reference and expansion of my muse’s world, and for anyone who writes with me and is curious about the executives I mention in our interactions.

After the forceful exit of the executives known as “The Big Five” at the end of Duelist Kingdom, Kaiba Corporation’s C-suite underwent restructuring. It was a process that was personally overseen by Kaiba, and involved the firing of not only the aforementioned men but of other executives that had been selected by Gozaburo and whose trustworthiness had become questionable. A sort of ‘cleaning’, so to speak. New positions were created, others were permanently cut.

Those on this list were selected and hired directly by Kaiba. There are other senior executives and heads of department, but these are the people who work closest to Seto, and are the ones in attendance at any meeting with the CEO pertaining to the company’s internal affairs:

Takeda Hiromi (武田寛美): Chief Operating Officer. She’s second in command to Kaiba (along with Mokuba who, in practical terms, can be seen as second in command as well), and oversees the day-to-day operations on behalf of the CEO. She’s in charge of creating the strategies and policies that pertain to the company’s function, being a key player in the process of executing and materializing the CEO’s vision through the implementation of strategic and operational plans. As such, she’s in direct and constant communication with Kaiba, pretty much working side by side with him as her role is entirely dependent on the CEO. Her appointment as COO gathered widespread attention in a country where the number of women in top executive positions is scarce, and also given the fact that she’s relatively young, in her mid thirties. That said, despite her age she accumulates experience of over ten years in areas of operations, project management and process improvement, and is extremely smart and business savvy. Personality-wise, she is congenial and approachable. Her leadership style is more team-oriented, and employees often jest that she’s Kaiba’s more agreeable doppelgänger. However, if crossed, she can exert her authority just as efficiently as Kaiba himself.

Ueda Asahi (植田朝日): Chief Financial Officer. He manages the company’s financial operations. As such, he is responsible for supervising all the finance personnel, formulating investment strategies, performing risk management, tracking cash flow and many others.

Ishida Taro (石田太郎): Chief Technology Officer. He is responsible for the management of the company’s research and development and leads the technology and engineering department, which is a department that Kaiba’s heavily involved in as he often participates in the creation and design of new tech products and equipment, thus also keeping a rather strict supervision of said department’s performance.

Hara Miyoko (原美代子): Chief Marketing Officer. She’s responsible for leading the marketing team, brand management, product management and executing the company’s marketing campaigns and advertising initiatives, as well as overseeing the company’s public relations in all forms of communications (social media, press conferences, web pages, etc). Given the fact that Kaiba is a recurring presence in the company’s product advertisement and also its most recognizable face, she often works side by side with him in marketing campaigns and is at his side at press conferences.

Ichikawa Kentaro (市川建太郎): Chief Legal Officer. Kaiba Corporation’s legal team is widely known to be world-class. At the head of said team is the CLO, a vastly experienced corporate lawyer with almost thirty years of practice who is responsible for the company’s legal affairs. As such, and to name a few, he is the leader of the company’s corporate legal strategy, manages the team of in-house attorneys, participates in the formulation of general management policies, and represents the company at legal proceedings and negotiations (trials, mediations, arbitrations, etc.). He is stern and authoritarian at his job, but more affable outside of it.

Shiga Yoshihiro (志賀吉弘): Chief Human Resources Officer. In simple terms, he leads Kaiba Corporation’s Human Resources department, overseeing all aspects pertaining to its management and designing career paths. He’s involved in the recruitment, talent and performance management, and training programs for the company’s employees, among others. He has experience in human resources management and organizational psychology. A natural leader with strong communication and people skills, and an empathetic personality.

Fukuda Daichi (福田大地): Chief Information Officer. He’s responsible for managing the company’s computer systems. Whereas the Chief Technology Officer focuses on the development of tech products for external purposes (aka positioning them in the market), the CIO focuses on the IT systems used by the company for its own operations. As such, he works hand in hand with the Chief Information Security Officer. He has vast knowledge of IT systems and computer science.

Okamoto Kenji (岡本健治): Chief Information Security Officer. This is a position created by Seto, and did not exist during Gozaburo’s time as CEO. The need for having a chief of information security comes from the rapid expansion of the company into areas related to technology and innovation, that required the implementation of a strong and secure digital infrastructure and data encryption system, to withstand any possible cyberthreat or data theft. Therefore, as chief of security, Okamoto is in charge of ensuring data and systems security, formulating safety protocols and responding immediately to any security incidents. He is a computer and software engineer with vast experience in cybersecurity, IT, and information and privacy protection.

And also worthy of mention:

Nomura Hisae (野村久恵): Kaiba’s secretary. She’s responsible for scheduling appointments and managing Kaiba’s agenda. She filters calls and requests that would otherwise take unnecessary and valuable time from the CEO. In other words, no one can gain access or schedule a meeting with the CEO without first going through her. Given the fact that she’s the first person others see before meeting with the CEO, and therefore she plays an important role in first impressions, she maintains a pristine personal presentation, always dresses impeccably and has outstanding people skills.

#❛ ♔// hc.#please do not reblog #i figured i might as well give them names and descriptions #since i mention them often in threads #long post #❛ ♔// q; [ 読み込み中 ]

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