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theturtlelovers · 4 years

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How would the turtles react and/or help their S/O after being told that their father is a narcissist? And they've been a victim of narcissistic abuse their whole life. Reccently I realized my dad is a narcissisit and I've unknowingly been a victim of narcissistic abuse my whole life.

I relate to this on a personal level. My own father was a narcissist, and though I wasn’t a direct victim of the abuse, my own mother was and I had witnessed it with my own eyes. I do believe I have Narcissistic Victim Syndrome since I do struggle with anger, indecisiveness, regularly have to deal with low self-esteem, anxiety, doubt, and attachment issues. I hope you seek help if you ever have the same symptoms as I do.

Narcissistic Father

Warnings: Narcissistic abuse and cursing.

Leonardo

At first, the signs of you having a selfish person in your life didn’t click to him at all. He just thought you were a very indecisive person who had low self-esteem. But then he started noticing the smallest of things that told him that something else was going on.

Adding low esteem and your indecisive ways, he saw that you struggled with anxiety, were a people-pleaser, and had self-destructive behaviors that gave off warnings.

It fucking scared him. He wasn’t hiding it very well, either. His brothers and Splinter were immediately concerned, not understanding why the leader in blue was freaking out every time you left the lair, or why he would give you long stares when you said you had a hard day.

He was building up the courage to ask you about it, worried you would close him off when he said something when you came running to him crying. That moment, seeing tears coming from your eyes, he doesn’t hesitate to ask what happened.

He was relieved that you didn’t put up a fight in telling him what was going on with your father’s narcissism. Though, he was infuriated at the same time, now knowing that you hadn’t realized that your father was narcissistic.

Leo doesn’t need to think twice to see that all connections need to be cut off. After explaining the situation with his family, they all agreed that you didn’t need to have your father in your life if he was only going to bring harm. With his brothers’ help, ties with your father ceased to exist, and you now lived with them. If your father tried to insert himself into your life again, Leo was there to stand up for you and keep him in his place.

Once your safe from the narcissistic abuse, he sets out to rebuild what your father tore down. At first, he may seem harsh about scolding your destructive behaviors, but once he explains that he’s only trying to help you, it becomes more understanding. Leo will take a different approach if he notices that the pointing out part doesn’t help.

Expect lots of love and encouragement too. He loves you dearly and is distraught that you had to tell him something was going on. He makes it up to you, though with kisses and sweet nights together.

Raphael

Let’s just say he was extremely frustrated before he realized that something was going on. Ever since you two had gotten together, he’s been trying to bring your self-esteem up and become confident in your choices. It’d work for a couple of days, and then it was back to square one all over again.

Eventually, he can’t stand being frustrated, so he ends up going to Splinter. No way in hell is he admitting that he’s having trouble helping his s/o to his brothers. He spills everything about your troubling behaviors—low self-esteem, weak boundaries between yourself and others, angry outbursts, etc. Once Raph had told his father anything he could think of, even Splinter was troubled by how destructive this personality had become. He advises him to talk to you about it since this isn’t something to ignore.

At first, Raph is hesitant to ask you about it, not trying to intrude on your personal life. But when he thinks that since you’re his s/o, and that something terrible is happening to you, your privacy no longer matters until he knows your safe. However, he doesn’t even get the chance to ask about it when you suddenly pour your heart out to him.

Your father is narcissistic? What? He’s confused at first. Is that the reason why you have so many negative traits? He’ll comfort you and promise to make things right, but the moment you’re gone, he’ll run to Donnie and ask for cons to having a narcissistic family member. Donnie will obviously ask why he wants to know. Raph will have to explain your situation to have the nerd list why you shouldn’t stay with your father.

He won’t ask you if you want to get away from him. He’s already doing that for you. Pack your bags and everything, and out of that place you go. He’ll make sure you get away without any complications, and no one was going to get in his way.

Recovery is one of his top priorities now. He works to get you back on your feet and have more confidence in your life. If your father tries to ruin that, you can bet my ass he’ll pay him a personal visit to keep him away.

He’ll beat himself up that he didn’t notice your fucked up relationship with your father. Aren’t fathers supposed to protect their daughters, not tear them down to make themselves look good? Knowing why you have a hard time with anger and self-esteem, his patience had increased and didn’t get as frustrated as he did before.

His protectiveness also grows, but luckily, he has brothers to keep him from being overbearing. He is more sensitive to talking about your father, and he secretly hopes you see Master Splinter as your new father figure.

Donatello

We all know that Donnie saw the signs before you even told him. He didn’t say anything because he wanted you to speak to him on your terms. Knowing what it feels like being pressured for an answer, he’s not going to put you in that position. Of course, he doesn’t know what’s happening precisely since you never come to the lair physically hurt or upset, so he is continually fretting over why you have these symptoms.

When you end calmly telling him that you found out that your father was a narcissist, it all pieced together for him. He’ll stare at you dumbly before apologizing to you for not realizing that the primary source of your problems was from a family member. You’ll have to reassure him that it wasn’t anyone’s fault, seeing that not even you knew that your father was the one making your life harder. At least Donnie could help you properly now that he knows what the issue was.

He’ll let you have options on what you can do. If you live with your father, he will suggest moving out and living in your own home, stay with a family member more appropriate to care for you, or you can stay with his family.

Donnie will explain the situation to them in the most professional way possible and say that it was better this way for your mental and physical stability. The turtles and Splinter adore you, so they will insist you stay with them.

Being the hacker that he is, he will “advise” your father not to contact you, or Donnie will share their private information and sell their belongings. If you’re ever upset that you don’t have a father in your life anymore, he will tell you to look at Master Splinter as your new father figure.

He won’t be your therapist since he knows it’ll get personal, but he does go on the hunt for the best possible ones and suggest the best treatments for optimal recovery.

He brings himself down a lot for not figuring out why you struggled so much with anxiety and self-esteem, and he looks to you for comfort. He does it by giving you affection and little gifts that he makes.

He’ll be mindful speaking about your experience with narcissistic abuse and has his ways of helping you regain your confidence and anxiety. He’s determined to give you the support you need to proudly stand on your feet and not worry about some guy tearing you down to make himself feel better.

Michelangelo

Oh lord, this sweet angel. Any symptoms of narcissistic abuse will fly right over his head despite being naturally being in tune with people’s emotions. Sure, he will shut down any negative thing you say about yourself in a heartbeat and give lots of encouragement when you doubt yourself, but it doesn't pop up in his mind how frequent it happens since he’s always moving forward and not stopping to think about it.

Mikey won’t think about it until you say something. Then he’ll give you this confused look. He has no idea what happens when you have a close association with a narcissist, so you both take this moment to go Donnie and get a small lesson of Narcissistic Victim Syndrome.

He will have no words to say, because what? At this point, he’s kicking himself for being so stupid and not seeing that there was a source to your constant doubts and lack of confidence. Donnie will give him some advice on how to handle this situation, and he will go with it, even if he doesn’t understand what was said.

Cue him timidly asking if you want to live with him, so you no longer have to deal with the prick you call a father. If you say no, then he’ll tell you to live somewhere else and not have your father be a part of your life anymore. If you do agree, he will be so excited to have you close by nearly 24/7. Mikey will help you move your stuff in and store away things you believe you won’t need.

Mikey will sit with Master Splinter and ask questions similar to those he gave to Donnie because we know how to genius works. He’s been told the scientific part of the abuse, not the emotional. He knows his father will help him give you the best support you need and was proven right that the old rat gave fantastic advice.

Now that he is more aware that something had happened between you and your father, he can easily spot a symptom that shows from a mile away. Getting angry? Gives you something to laugh at instead. Doubting yourself? He’ll be the confidence you lack. This turtle loves you dearly and will do everything he takes to make it up to you and help you be the best you can be. His brothers will be super impressed about how tentative he is when it comes to taking care of you.

Keeping your father out of your life won’t be a big deal to him since Mikey has three older brothers to do that for him because he wants to focus on you, not him, but if he manages to get past to them all, he’ll personally see to it that he never does again.

His affection will surprisingly remain as it was before. However, there will be a slight change he goes about it. He’s more observant and will purposely send compliments that will boost your self-esteem. This turtle is the King of Compliments™, so he won’t have any trouble giving you any.

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twinkleallnight · 4 years

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Marshmallow

(Part-8) Fight or flight

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Liam x MC, Drake x ??

For previous chapters: catch up here

A/N: This fic is my submission for this week’s #WackyDrabbles. The prompt is: ‘Oh? Just once?’ and will appear in bold.

A/N 2: Thank u @ritachacha for helping out and connecting me to @queen-of-effing-everything who gave me a basic idea of the noble houses and further gave a lead and I met @lizzybeth1986 . Lizzy, your essays are amazing. You have helped me with your vast knowledge and It was an enlightening discussion. This chapter wouldn't have been without your inputs.

Music inspo: Connan Gray

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The next few days are spent busy, at the stables. After couple of days, Liam walks in, as I am tending to Brawny in the separate temporary shed, that I got made for the infected horses. I signal him to wait. I change out of my protective clothes and scrub before meeting him outside.

“Welcome back home! So, how did Lythikos treat you?” I know I am beating around the bush, when I am asking it. But I don’t want to hit him straight with the awkward question. I know he is equally in an uneasy position.

“Yes, all well.” He gives me an agonizing stare. “I had a talk with her.” He brings up the inevitable topic. “I think she did it out of desperation and jealousy.”

“It is alright Liam. She is not blind and not a child anymore. She can see where you are inclined.” I let out a sigh, “It’s difficult to read a woman’s mind. I feel sad for the manner in which we are parting ways. Part of growing up, I guess!”

Liam gives out a sigh too and then changes the subject, “Everything under control here?”

“Yes. I reached in time. There were two more horses showing similar signs. Got all three horses isolated. And vaccinated remaining ones.”

“You are good at your job. Even father seems to have blind faith in you, when it comes to vet skills.” He chuckles.

“Thank you.” I smirk thinking of king Constantine. It’s his inherent nature to always doubt and question everyone. “I have to report and update it to him later today. Let’s see what he has to say.”

Liam gives me a friendly pat, and we head to the palace for a quiet lunch together. I get a call from Max soon after we finish our meals. “It’s an emergency. I am sending you the address. Meet me in half an hour.” He sounds serious.

I drive down to the coffee shop, which he mentioned in his text. When I walk in, I find him sitting in the corner booth, his feet tapping on the floor nervously, and his blue eyes scanning the scene around, in a hope to find solution to the problem he is carrying in his mind.

“What’s wrong?” I ask settling down across the table.

“I don’t know. Bertrand doesn’t seem to be interested in giving me the whole story. He thinks I’m still his baby brother.” He rolls his eyes. “All I know is, that the crew we hired for our yacht for the Royal Regatta scheduled tomorrow, has ditched us.”

“It’s just a symbolic boat race and not an actual one with a pressure to win.” I try to lay down the facts.

“But you know Bertrand. He won’t leave any stone unturned to win it. Also, it’s king’s favourite event. He wants that Riley should bag the prize, so that she gets a chance to interact with the king. It is kind of gaining brownie points.

“Hmm." I ponder. "How many members do we need? Let’s count. You and I will be there.”

“You will do that for me?” he says, his eyes widening with a shine.

“I will. If you promise not to crack your stupid jokes during the event.” I warn him. “Who else can be roped in?”

“I don’t want to include anyone else. I don’t know what is wrong with House Beaumont and it’s difficult to explain to outsiders. So, I think just three of us. I hope we will be able to pull through. Will you be okay with that?”

“Yeah, I see no problem there. What about Bertrand?”

“ He is in a bad mood. Angry, sad, frustrated, all at the same time. He should be fine by tomorrow to give us a helping hand.”

We finish discussing all the minor details for the boat race in next hour and then walk out of the coffee shop.

The following day, at the Royal Regatta, I stand on the deck taking in the salty air.

Riley comes and stands beside me. “What are you looking at?”

“I just realised the actual count of suitors for the first time, by the number of boats, of course. I hardly know any of them. For me they are only the names I hear from the conversation with Liam. I should know at least this much, right?”

“Yes, you are his best friend and best friend should know it all.” She says it with a wink.

“Am I missing something?”

“Just that, may be, I am falling head over heels for your friend.” She grins.

“And you are revealing this to me and not him?”

“I don’t want to burden him more. He has too much to handle already. I know, being a crown prince, he cannot open up about his feelings for one particular suitor in the midst of the social season. So, I don’t want to tell him, just yet, lest he gets anxious and tries to spend more time with me. That would put him in a tricky situation.”

I sweep her in a big bear hug. “Oh, Brooks! I am so happy to know that.” I part away and look into her brown eyes, tears of happiness glinting in them. “He is so lucky to have you. That’s all he needed. Someone who understands him, his struggles, his responsibilities.”

I hug her back and whisper in her ears, “Let me give out a secret. He may also be sharing the same feelings.”

“I know.” She says gleefully looking up at me.

“Okay now let me help you enhance your knowledge about my competitors.” She rolls her eyes. “Let’s start from the right.” She points out to the boat lined up in extreme right to us.

The sight is full of colourful sails. Each of these boats have a flag representing their house. The one Riley pointed to, has a black flag with a silver owl on it.

Riley starts “That should be from the duchy of Castelsarreillan represented by Kiara Theron, the future Duchess.” Riley continues.

“Yes, the owl represents their house. Their family has intelligence and art running in their blood. Duke Theron is a very wise man and the Duchess is an artist.” I add on.

“So, you have met him?”

“Once.”

“Oh? just once?” Riley gives me a playful smile.

“Yeah.”

“Kiara is very smart, logical person and a linguist.” Riley elaborates. “Next to her should be her best friend’s boat.”

I observe purple flag with golden waves and a narwhal painted on it. “Portavira.” I blurt out.

“ I guess, it’s the only duchy with a sea port. Penelope Ebrim represents the house. Easy way to identify her is, you will find her talking about her poodles every now n then. You may like her.” She teases me. “She is an animal lover and she is sweet and kind.” She flashes that smile again.

I cut her, “Wait. Are you trying to set me up, Brooks?”

She lets out a laughter. “No, I better not. I can see where your interests lie.” She raises a knowing eyebrow at me, making me blush behind my tough skin.

“Let’s quiz you with the one with green flag.” Riley gestures at the next boat where a green flag with a pine tree on it, flutters.

“Madeliene, right?”

“Yes, the ambitious countess of Fydelia.” Riley fans out her hand. “You must be knowing all about her from Leo’s social season.” She pauses and then claps for the boat next to us. “ And that’s my dear friend Hana as our left side neighbour.”

A pink flag with purple orchids, furnishes Hana's boat. Just then, as on cue, Hana appears on the deck. “Hey there guys!” She waves out. “Time to greet the king at the harbour.”

“Lets go!” Riley jumps up excitedly.

“You proceed. I am better here, away from the crowd. I will wait for you to come back, and then we do our favourite thing together. Race!”

“As it suits you.”

“Just one question. How do you know so much in detail about all the houses in such a little time? A few months back, you didn’t even know where on earth Cordonia is,!”

Riley smiles wide, “Bertrand is my teacher, remember?” she says gazing up at the House Beaumont flag on our boat that shines with its silver sheen, a squid in the centre and the motto embroidered in blue, 'Depths to remember'.

“We didn’t talk about your friend’s, House Nevrakis, but I am sure you don’t need introduction there.” Riley speaks looking at the only boat to our left side.

I shake my head and make myself busy, untangling the wires of my earphones that I plan to put on, till Riley returns and the race begins. She shrugs her shoulder, “Bye! See you in a jiffy!”

“Bye!” I wave out to her and turn to the sea.

Before I could plug in some music, the fluttering of the Nevrakis flag catches my attention. The crimson flag has a flaming sword of steel on it. The motto shines in gold,

‘If you can breathe, you can stand.

If you can stand, you can fight.’

Just then a seagull flies high over the boat, crooning a song for the lonely sea.

I plug in my earphones and the song fills my ears and my mind,

‘Something’s gotten into you

You don’t really look at me the way you used to

And I’m hoping it ain’t true

Every single rumour that I’ve heard of you say……..

It’s time to move,

Fight or flight….

Fight or flight.’

#pixelberry #drake walker #olivia nevrakis #playchoices #the royal romance #liam x riley #olivia #trr #trr fandom #hana lee #kiara theron #twinkleallnight

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divine-motion · 4 years

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don’t fucking interact if you ship t/cest and minor/adult ships

more shitty phone photos of sketchbook sketches for my tmnt fan incarnation/tmnt 2012 rewrite bc i have no shame and i’m having fun with it! pictures should have captions since i spent time writing them out, but tumblr might mess it up, so in case captions doesn’t work: 1. left to right: leo, donatello up, raphael down, michelangelo 2. Casey Jones up top, April O’Neil to the right, donatello in the middle and karai at the bottom 3. casey and don again, raphael to the left, mikey at the bottom just bc i liked how their their expressions turned out and didn’t want a bunch of negative space so don and case appear again 4. size chart featuring turtles. left to right: leo, don, mikey, raph 5. sketchy Slash design. big boy.

general thoughts character stuff below the Keep Reading. A Lot of rambling below so beware!!

April: 15 years old, trans and bi. local fifteen year old telepath finds out that not everyone is able to feel what other people are feeling, something she’s been able to do since she was six after she played in that one weirdly glowy puddle (early Kraang mutagen attempt that only managed to mutate April in the sense that it gave her telepathy, was originally intended to make humans become part of the Kraang hivemind). she’s largely unfazed by the existence of mutants and aliens, taking it in stride, and finds out about the Kraang - and meets the turtles - while snooping around TCRI business (aspiring journalist that she is) and accidentally witnessing the mutation of Snakeweed. her telepathy, which later as she grows in power alongside the turtles extends to telekinesis and basically possession, is very useful whenever she gets into a scrap since she can predict what moves her opponent will make, thus letting her dodge their blows effectively. personality wise she is a very determined and driven young girl, incredibly curious (and cannot mind her own business, she wants to know all the drama while not having to be part of it... which makes her very fortunate to be a telepath. listen she’s 15 she’s allowed to misuse her powers a little bit. as a treat.), playful, and cheerful, and she’s an extroverted autistic. in her spare time between her studies, she likes to play bass, sing, read, and write. that, and investigating whatever shady business is going on in town, and she makes it very clear to the turtles that even if they weren’t going to deal with the Kraang, she’d continue to try to stop them herself. she would like to not live under the threat of her or her loved ones getting mutated, thank you very much! and, you know, it’s kind of exciting. kind of.

i know it’s bc i have brain issues when it comes to parent figures but i am very much leaning towards Splinter not being... a good dad. i don’t think 2012 Splinter is a good dad anyways but i’d probably amp it up, make him a mix of 2012 and idw probably. i’m still mulling it over but like, remember in the season 1 finale when leo is watching his show and thinks the captain guy making a totally unnecessary sacrifice is a heroic move, and then Splinter tells leo (his fifteen year old child) that leo should know what or who to sacrifice, more or less telling him to sacrifice his brothers’ lives, potentially?? i know there was a lot at stake but hello??? i remember watching it and being like me: ah i see, this is showing that splinter is wrong and there is no need for any sacrifices as seen in the show when the captain Goes Down With His Ship for no reason other than just sacrificing himself, and leo will see that- leo: *tries to sacrifice himself twice in the finale, both times being kind of unnecessary/seemed like if he had just hurried or done something slightly different there would be no need to stay behind, and he gets out fine with no consequences, seemingly no injuries, and does Not learn anything, his brothers don’t even get sad when they think he died or get mad at him for pulling such a dumb move) me: surprised_pikachu.jpeg

like that moment haunts me. has any other splinter told their sons to sacrifice himself or his brothers? has any other splinter put that on them??? idw doesn’t count if he has bc he’s more explicitly supposed to be bad so???

sometimes writers think they’ve made an uncle iroh but they really, really, really haven’t. also his backstory is the same as in the show

anyways. Donatello: 15 years old, bog turtle, nonbinary (he/they, doesn’t mind being called brother but doesn’t like to be called “boy” or “girl” or whatever), bi. he isn’t in love with April. no creepy incel shit here. donnie is instead more like a mix between his Rise and 2003 self. he has trouble expressing himself and is pretty introverted, but he is very altruistic, kind, and compassionate. a lot of his inventions are made to help people and he was driven to learn about science and engineering because he wants to find a way to reverse splinter’s mutation, to give splinter his life and humanity back. he feels like he needs to know if splinter would just abandon them if he wasn’t a huge rat man, needs to know if there’s any part of splinter that blames them for being constant reminders of his mutation. other than that, he also likes to make inventions because he’s a dreamer and wants to experiment to see how much of the unknown he can push beyond. also, the best liar out of the turtles. also fairly good at compromising and prefers to solve conflicts without violence he can get a little... “obnoxious 15 year old genius” at times. even when he’s helpful it can come off as a bit “poor dear isn’t as smart as me”, and while he usually gets along well with Raph, he doesn’t handle Raph’s temper well at all (calls him “Wrathael/Wrath” and thinks he’s being super clever) and gets really dismissive of Raph’s “outbursts”.

Michelangelo: 13 years old, diamondback terrapin, unsure about the gender and sexuality thing but he doesn’t think he’s exactly cis and definitely not straight. a bouncy ball of sunshine and surprising emotional maturity and emotional intelligence! more so than his emotionally constipated brothers, at least. it’s on his thirteenth birthday (it was leo’s idea for them to pick dates that would let them have their own birthdays instead of sharing the “Mutation Day”, Mutation Day being another special “holiday”) that the Plot would be set in motion, as he’s finally allowed to go to the surface same as his brothers, and on this first night out they meet April and the Kraang and other mutants. he is a goof still, but he’s capable in his own right and gets frustrated when people treat him like a baby or an idiot because he’s not. he doesn’t always treat everything with the seriousness it should but like. he’s thirteen, he’s having fun. even so, he’s very insistent of taking responsibility whenever he does do something wrong and gets mad if someone tries to take the blame for something he’s done. definitely the most compassionate and empathetic out of the turtles, he’s quick to make friends and is very persuasive due to his earnest nature and good heart. much like donnie, he prefers to solve conflict without violence but does enjoy knocking skulls a lot more than donnie. unlike donnie, though, he is almost overly forgiving and not petty at all. he’s well aware that his kindness and forgiveness may be taken advantage of, but he still likes to approach people with an open hand, even if he knows that it may end up getting bitten. oh, and his hobbies include drawing, cooking, singing, and dancing. he likes to express himself!

Raphael: 14 years old, mississippi map turtle, trans, bi. all his fury is compressed within his tiny body, that’s why he’s so angry all the time! no, he’s not angry all the time, but he does have a short fuse. he absolutely hates his anger issues which leads to a lot of self-loathing, and a lot of frustration as his family members either don’t take his anger seriously or don’t have the tools to help him with it. he’s the physically strongest out of the bunch and the least agile. he loves animals and plants a lot and keeps a lot of flowers in his room, hoping that he can one day become a gardener. as his idw self, he wants to watch things grow, but no matter what he does he seems to be best at destroying things. he’s also the one most self-conscious about how the human world perceives them, as he greatly fears rejection, and is the first one to see something positive with people getting mutated - namely, that maybe this way mutants will be more well known and finally accepted by society, so he’ll no longer be trapped in the sewer until the end of his days. so yeah, he’s a huge optimist, in truth. also he’s great at knitting - great at creating and taking care of things in general - and there’s no leo and raph rivalry this time around. he can get mad at leo but not really more than he gets with his other brothers.

Casey: 15 years old, nonbinary (they/them), bi. teen vigilante who gets inspired to fight mutants and the big time criminals (no beating up pickpockets or shoplifters or whatever, just the ones that are really hurting people) and gets roped into the turtle fam after meeting raph and becoming unexpected friends (everyone was expecting it, once Casey realized that mutants are people and not weird monsters. well, not all the time, anyways). they struggle a bit in school not because of a lack of trying but a lack of time, as their parents work full time jobs and someone has to take care of casey’s little sister. their parents are very loving, but they only have so much time, so casey takes it upon themselves to take care of their little sister when their parents are busy and/or burned out from work. that, and they run into the classic dilemma of vigilante work clashing with school work. as always, they have a short fuse, they’re pretty cocky, they like beating ass, and they like hockey a whole lot. hockey, vigilante work, school, and taking care of their little sister... yeah, they have a lot on their plate. oh, and making their little inventions like the taser glove and their puck bombs, something that they bond with donnie over.

Leonardo: 17 years old, Central American wood turtle, trans, gay. he doesn’t fall in love with his sister oh my god. ahem. so, leo is raised from the start to be a Leader and has to mature very quickly, learning to be an adult way earlier than he should’ve, and as such he is very stoic and quiet, and doesn’t seem to have any hobbies, instead just doing chores and training almost constantly, and when he’s not doing that he’s reading or sleeping in his free time. he’s incredibly protective of his younger brothers and his other allies/friends, even if he acts distant and detached most of the time, and removes himself from situations where they’re having fun to not be the stick in the mud. he loves his brothers and admires them greatly, believing they could be So Much if the surface world would just accept them, and as a result he tries to be The Soldier so his brothers won’t have to. alas, they still get caught up in the Kraang and Shredder business, which frustrates him internally. he is the best fighter out of the turtles on account of having more years to train (and convincing Splinter to wait a few more years before they got Real training bc Come On Dude They’re Kids) but it’s the Only thing he’s good at, along with stealth and his sharp eyes. he absolutely sucks at talking when it isn’t about a mission or something he can script easily in his head. in his mind, he’s supposed to be more of a weapon than a person, an idea that isn’t exactly encouraged by Splinter... but not exactly discouraged either. his arc would be very paralleled with Karai’s, as they would both learn to hate their dads... also, absolutely down for murder, and a lawful neutral at best, putting his family and friends’ safety above all other things and following a strict personal code. doesn’t care too much for society’s laws, though.

Karai: 16 years old, demigirl, lesbian. same backstory as in the show, she’s born as Miwa but gets taken by Oroku Saki and raised as his daughter. however, she doesn’t exactly want revenge against Hamato Yoshi because she believes that he killed her mother. she never knew her mother, so it’s much more difficult to hate someone for taking her mother away, even if it does mean that she never got to know her mother. especially since her father rarely spoke of what her mother was like, and much more about how much he hates Yoshi. instead, her need for revenge is more for the possibly idyllic life she was robbed of, since she believes that maybe, just maybe, her father Saki would’ve been a kind father that would’ve let her have a normal childhood and not be molded into a warrior from the start if her mother still lived. and hey, maybe Tang Shen would be a nice mom too. being trained in the art of deception, Karai has a tendency to talk a lot and say very little, or at least very little that is true. she is rarely ever sincere and acts as if she’s taking nothing seriously, which is part of her defense mechanism to never let anyone close or see her true self. she mocks pretty much everyone, ally and enemy alike, but especially likes to make fun of her father’s henchmen and is always the first to point out their failures. while she does value honor to some extent, she is a bit “flimsy” when it comes to loyalty, especially after the truth about her father is revealed. when that is revealed, she at first just feels very numb, learning that not only has she been nothing but a tool and a weapon for the Shredder from the very start, but also that the idyllic fantasy where her mother still lived, perhaps her life wouldn’t be so different after all. she looks at leonardo and sees a reflection of herself, that her “real” father chose to train his sons the same way the Shredder trained her. she feels stupid for feeling like she’s been robbed of even a fantasy, but it still enrages her. of course, this also inspires her to stay with the Foot Clan... just to get the kill on Shredder.

... yeah. that got long. ahem. i’m very passionate about this unfortunately!! anyways i might draw/write more for it because no one can stop me and i’m having fun

#tmnt #leonardo #donatello #raphael #michelangelo #april o'neil #casey jones #karai #tmnt 2012 #tmnt au

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xxrainbow-princessxx · 4 years

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Under the Surface - Leo x Isabella (N*FW, 🍋)

Synopsis: Follow on to ‘Unfortunate Accident’ Isabella is on the war path and Leo is in the firing line

This fic is for Day 11 of the CFWC Kinktober Challenge

Day 11: Creampie | Hate-Fucking | Leather

The words used in bold are included in this fanfic. Please only read if you are comfortable with the subject matter and also you are 18+. PSA completed.

TW: In this fic there is some violent behaviour between characters. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read

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The drive back to the Cordonian Palace was an icy affair and the tension could be cut with a knife. Their relationship had hit a rough patch recently with the Royal couple getting on each other’s nerves and accusations of Leo being quite attentive to the young, blonde attending he met in Boston: Isabella was not in the mood to play happy families. Slamming the car door behind her, the Laurentian Queen sucked in her cheeks as she followed her husband towards the drawing room that Natalia was in. “Natalia!” Isabella pushed passed Leo, making a beeline towards her daughter urgently checking her for any other bumps or bruises, “Mi querida...” Isabella sighed heavily as she tried to smile, hugging the small Princess and covering her with small pecks but Natalia wanted to go back to playing, “Mama...” she protested, “No more kisses!!” wiping her face with her arm as Jackson giggled. Isabella ignored the three men behind her as she checked the time on her Rolex, “Natalia...” she spoke firmly, “It’s already past your bedtime... mama can ready you a bedtime story...” Natalia’s hazel eyes looked across to Jackson before pouting sadly and Jackson reached out pulling on Isabella’s chiffon sleeve, “Can I hear a story too?” Isabella smiled, gently stroking his cherub cheek, “Of course mi amor...come...” Isabella stood tall in her Louboutin heels as she took the children’s hands glaring at the three men with complete distain as she led the children to bed.

“If looks could kill...” Drake mumbled downing his whiskey, “What happened when you picked her up?” Leo glared at him over his whiskey glass, his grip tightening around the crystal tumbler, “I’ll not even burden you with that... it was pretty rough...” Leo scowled as he stood up, walking towards the intricately decorated decanter, “... but whatever you hear tonight, it doesn’t leave these four walls Liam...” Leo barked as he poured more of the caramel coloured liquid into the glass before swirling it around. “I need a cigarette...” Leo sighed, “Drake?” Drake reached into his jeans pocket, removing a tobacco tin that contained some pre-rolled cigarettes. Liam raised his brow rather unimpressed but was only met with a chuckle from Drake, “Emergencies?” before he threw the tin across to Leo. The newly Crowned King of Laurentia took one out, tapping the filter end against the engraved metal. “Strike two...” Liam began to shake his head in desperation as Leo patted his blazer jacket whilst placing his cigarette into his mouth to find his zippo. With a mischievous grin, Leo winked at his brother and Drake, “Go hard or go home brothers... may as well make the screaming match worth it...” heading out onto the balcony into the cool Cordonian night air, with a flick of his wrist, Leo lit his cigarette and took a long drag allowing it to calm him as he exhaled slowly.

Isabella returned, her cheeks sucked in rolling her eyes to the left where Liam and Drake knew best to not speak. Without skipping a beat, Isabella barked, “Can you two get out?” folding her arms angrily as he brow raised. Liam’s brow began to furrow, “How dare...” Drake reached out holding his best friends shoulder to stop him in his tracks but Isabella was incensed pointing towards the door, “Unless you also want me to rip you both a new fucking asshole too, don’t have me repeat myself...” Leo flicked his cigarette into the ashtray beside him as he rolled his eyes mumbling, “Here we fucking go...” Isabella began to tap her foot as Liam and Drake hastily made their exit, “Are you going to hide out there all night?” The Laurentian Queen hissed towards her husband, “Its always like you to put your head in the fucking sand!” Leo took a deep breath, trying his hardest not to succumb to Isabella’s taunting. The former Crown Prince of Cordonia turned, walking quietly as his sea green eyes tried to stare down his petite wife, “Still not off of that fucking pedestal huh?” Leo growled towards the Laurentian beauty who began to slowly smirk much to Leo’s annoyance. “Pedestal?” Isabella began to laugh, “I’m not the one that those kids look up to and I’m also not the one who sidelines them... so excuse me if I am pissed off that the first time in months you’ve spent quality time with one of your daughters and this happens!”

“Get over yourself Isabella... it was an accident that could have happened anywhere!” Leo spat, “If you weren’t so preoccupied with everything, maybe, just maybe, you might have found time in your fucking schedule to come too and actually enjoy yourself!” sighing heavily he continued, “Ever since the Coronation, you have became a bigger pain in the ass than before...” Leo extended his hand out, almost pleasing with her, “it’s like every single piece of you is trying to find fault with everything!” Isabella rolled her eyes to the point that it began to hurt, “Don’t give me that shit Leo... if you actually came home every once in a while, I wouldn’t have to be!” “How many fucking times?!” Leo sighed heavily, “I told you I need to be here for Liam... I’m all he’s got!” Isabella slowly stepped towards Leo leaving barely an inch or two between them, her cheeks were sucked in, eyes narrowing with distain. Leo had hit a nerve and Isabella was not standing for it. Clenching her jaw, Isabella raised her hand and smacked her husband across the face, “How dare you!” Isabella screamed, “My father is barely three months in his grave and that’s what you say to me?” Isabella turned on her Louboutin heel walking away until she began to see red that removed any partial filter she had left.l as Leo shouted at her, “Don’t bring Felipe into this to try to make me feel fucking guilty... we were having problems way before he passed away!”

Immediately, the petite brunette turned back to face Leo to go in for the kill as he rubbed the sting from his cheek, “You know what?!” Isabella began to evilly laugh into Leo’s face, “You know what? Fuck you... and... fuck Liam too!” Leo clenched his jaw tightly as he commanded, “Isabella... that’s enough!” but defiantly, the petite brunette continued with her taunting. She was more than hurt, she was angry. As Isabella’s doe like dark chocolate brown eyes narrowed, glaring up at her husband, Isabella spat, “I really fucking hate you right now!” Leo leaned down towards her, his nostrils flaring as he held himself back seething, “The feeling’s mutual!” Isabella took a deep breath, pursing her lips, “Good!” She retorted as her eyes darkened locking onto Leo’s, their internal power struggle just kept bubbling to the surface as the tension in the room rose stemming from months of frustration. Leo growled as he removed his blazer jacket, throwing it onto the high winged back chair. His tensed muscles strained under his already tight crisp white shirt as his breathing became faster and heavier, “Bella... don’t fucking push me!”

There was a moment of silence between them as they glared into one another’s eyes until Isabella put her arms around Leo’s neck and jumped up into his arms. Their lips urgently crashed into one another, leaving the couple breathless, “This doesn’t change anything...” Leo grunted as his hands firmly caressed the petite brunette’s ass before he roughly pinned her to the adjacent wall. Isabella through her head back as her King peppered her neck hungrily with kisses, running her fingers through his sandy blonde hair until she grasped it in her hand pulling Leo’s head back to look at her before kissing him again passionately. Their tongues intertwined with one another as Leo pressed his body weight against the Laurentian beauty, holding her in place as he ripped open her chiffon blouse exposing her bare breasts. “Hey!” Isabella began to protest, “I liked this blouse!” but Leo began to kiss her again whispering, “Shut up...” against her lips before kissing her again. Isabella reached out and hurriedly unbuttoned Leo’s shirt, keeping his tie around his neck. Leo moved his hand as Isabella slapped it away barking at her husband, “Leave it!”

Stumbling his way across to the couch, Leo walked into the table holding the Crystal with Isabella’s heel knocking over the decanter and a handful of glasses, both of them so preoccupied to notice the noise as they smashed against the floor. Leo threw the petite brunette onto the couch and pulled off her shoes, firing them over his shoulder before running his hands up her thighs, feeling the buttery texture of the leather. Taking both her pants and thong off in one single rough pull, a growl left the Laurentian Kings throat as Isabella reached up, swiftly unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his trousers. Isabella beckoned Leo to sit before manoeuvring herself to sit on his lap to straddle him. Leo clenched his jaw as he groaned, feeling her wet core running against his already hard throbbing member. Isabella sat up, grabbing Leo’s thick shaft in her soft hand and lowered herself down until he was fully sheathed.

Isabella bit down on her lip as she whimpered, the feeling of fullness made her eyes roll back before she began to slowly bounce up and down on her husband’s length but Leo couldn’t help himself; he began to buck his hips in rhythm with the Laurentian beauty, roughly fucking her as his fingers gripped tightly onto her hips. Isabella wrapped Leo’s tie tightly around her hand as she pulled on it hard, bringing him forward towards her. Her dark chocolate brown eyes burned with a desire he’d never seen before, trying so hard not to moan out in ecstasy. Isabella gasped as Leo smacked her ass hard with a furrowed brow “That’s pay back for slapping me!” Isabella clenched down on her teeth as she seethed, “I still fucking hate you right now....” tightening the tie around Leo’s thick muscular neck even more as her core’s walls began to tighten around his member. Leo began to pick up the pace, mercilessly thrusting into the petite brunette as she dug her long, crimson red manicured nails into his muscular shoulders, scratching into his tanned skin.

Leo grunted as he felt the sharpness of her nails dragging against him, groaning loudly as both he and Isabella began to come. Isabella began to scrunch up her nose, immediately getting up from Leo’s lap, picking up her clothes and getting changed. “What... no cuddles?” Leo sarcastically quipped as he ran his fingers through his hair, watching as Isabella had to tie her blouse in a knot to close it over. The room fell quiet once more as Isabella tucked a piece of her long, chestnut brown hair behind her ear before looking over her shoulder towards the newly crowned King, “No...” she spoke bluntly, “... Natalia and I will be leaving tomorrow with or without you...” Leo began to shake his head as Isabella walked towards the door, “And don’t even fucking think of coming to bed... you can sleep here because I really don’t want to look at you any longer...” The Laurentian Queen slammed the drawing room door behind her, leaving Leo in an awkward position, but the question was, did he want to work on his marriage or not?

#choices #leo x isabella #n*fw text #🍋#cwfc Kinktober #the royal romance #playchoices #prince leo #choices fanfiction #choices the royal romance #playchoices fanfiction #queen isabella #royal romance au

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fanfic-inator795 · 4 years

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No problem, I loved that ask. Actually, can you do a drabble of Lou introducing Draxum to his family?

I think I can whip up a little something~ ^v^

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It was just a few months before their wedding now. One would have thought that he would have ‘met the in-laws’ long before this.

“It’s... complicated,” Lou had admitted, after an afternoon of pacing around their house, talking in Japanese over the phone and his tone ranging from aggravated and sheepish to sincere and even a bit excited. As it turned out, his handsome fiance had siblings. Not just one or two, but six.

“Wait wait, we’ve got other uncles and aunties besides just Shen?” Raph had said, his brothers looking just as confused.

“You do,” Lou had sighed before explaining the story. Some things, like Lou’s poor relationship with his father, his mother passing away when he was young, and he and Shen running away to Tokyo when Lou was 18, and then to America once they started making a name for themselves, remained the same, being the same story he had told Draxum years ago.

What he had neglected to mention was that he also had three brothers and three sisters, all ranging in age. He got along decently with all of them - though he admitted that he was sometimes creeped out by his youngest sister, and his oldest brother could be stern and a bit of an ass at times, but there was still love and care there with all his siblings.

Still, being a bitter teenager just barely on the threshold of adulthood, Lou had lashed out on more than one occasion, insulted that not all of his siblings believed he would make it on his own. They hadn’t completely supported his dream of becoming a star, and a couple of them like Nori and Saki thought he still needed their protection. So, Lou had cut contact - first out of spite, then because he was so busy with films and being a celebrity, then out of depression... It had been a couple months after adopting his boys did he finally remember his family, and wondered how they were doing now.

Still, between the distance between them and the frayed strands of siblinghood, they stuck to letters once or twice a year as their primary source of communication, despite a couple of his siblings pushing for more. But, it would seem that the tabloid’s exposing his and Draxum’s engagement was the straw that broke the camel’s back, as it were. His siblings were coming for a visit, at Saki’s stern insistence. Lou would see his siblings again for the first time in years, his boys would meet their aunts and uncles...

And Draxum would be meeting his in-laws. Not just ‘best friends who were practically family’ like with Shen, but actual in-laws. So, here he was, standing by the door with his family, dressed in a teal blue dress shirt and a gold tie, hoping to make a good first impression.

Lou opened his door, and his siblings practically piled in. Even if they all had their own unique features and styles, Draxum could already see a bit of family resemblance. Still, the fact that Lou was the only one in the Hamato bunch with a pompadour made him smile a little.

Lou greeted them all in Japanese, giving hugs and handshakes while answering questions, also in Japanese. Japanese that, despite a few years of trying to learn, his boys just couldn’t hope understand due to how fast their relatives spoke. “I’m gonna start speaking Spanish if they don’t stop speaking Japanese,” Leo mumbled during it all, pouting a bit after trying and failing to translate. Draxum sympathetically patted his head.

Thankfully, Lou didn’t take too long to notice that the rest of his family was feeling a bit out of the loop. So, clearing his throat, he got everyone to quiet down. “Alright. My brothers and sisters,” he began, “I’d like you to meet, my oldest Raphael-” He touched the shoulder of the eleven year old in red- “my ten year old twins, Donatello and Leonardo-” He gestured to each of them, not wanting his siblings to mix them up- “My youngest, Michelangelo-” the nine year old in orange grinned, happily waving at them, “and finally... my beloved fiance, Dr. Benjamin Draxum.”

Draxum bowed slightly at them. “It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”

“It is good to finally meet you as well, Doctor!” one of Lou’s brothers said, smiling at him.

Draxum chuckled. “Please, just Ben is fine.”

“Very well, I-”

“He is Kenji,” another brother, obviously the oldest, said as he took the lead on introductions, “and I am Saki. And this-” he gestured to each of his remaining siblings in order of age, “is Nori, Hiroki, Hikari and Mei.” Each of the siblings nodded at their brother’s fiance before turning their attention to their nephews.

Nori took a knee so she could look the boys in the eyes. “It’s very nice to finally meet you four,” she smiled, “We have much to catch up on, huh?” The boys smiled back at her. She may have been a total stranger, but her kindness and friendliness was already reminding them of their Auntie Shen.

“We should sit,” Saki spoke up, before adding, “if that is alright. We can’t exactly have a proper visit in the doorway, after all. Unless you are planning on kicking us out already, Yoshi.”

Lou sighed a little, shaking his head. Same old Saki. “Make yourselves at home. Sorry there isn’t much seating, but I can grab a chair from the kitchen if anyone needs one. I’ll also make some tea - you all still like ginseng, right?”

They all settled in the living room, and within an hour, they were already getting along like family. The boys took most of the conversation, telling their aunts and uncles about their favorite things and sharing stories. Lou told the story of the day he first met his boys, and then told the story of the night he and Draxum first met - with Mikey butting in when necessary to tell his side.

Kenji chuckled. “It almost sounds like a movie!”

“Believe me, I’m well aware of the irony,” Draxum quipped, chuckling along with him. He felt Mikey hug his leg, the gesture feeling nostalgic given that the boy hadn’t done that since he was six or seven.

“Yeah, Ben is a great dad,” Mikey said, glancing up at his soon-to-be father, “I know I’m definitely glad I found him instead of someone else that night.”

“Well, he’s not your official stepfather yet,” Saki mumbled, quiet enough for the children not to hear him. Nori still elbowed him for it.

The Hamatos shared stories as well, tales that Lou remembered from childhood as well as new ones he hadn’t heard before. It was slightly bittersweet, with Lou silently wishing that he hadn’t stubbornly waited to get in contact with his family again. Still, this wouldn’t be the first time he had to fix mistakes he made in his youth, and at the very least, Lou was certain that even after his wedding, there would still be plenty of family visits.

When suppertime came around, Saki insisted on ordering giant platters from a New York sushi place that they could all enjoy, thinking it appropriate to splurge for an occasion such as a family reunion... And he volunteered Draxum to help him pick it up.

Lou gave his oldest brother a bit of look, but Draxum agreed without hesitation, standing up from the couch and following Saki out the door. Despite the difference in weather and setting, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of deja vu, being reminded of that Christmas Eve nearly three years ago.

“You and my brother get along well,” Saki said finally, after driving in silence for several minutes. Even though he kept his eyes on the road, Draxum could see the sharp sternness in his eyes. Not from malice, though, but from fierce protectiveness. Saki was easily the most serious in this generation of Hamatos, and he took his family very seriously.

Still, Draxum didn’t flinch. “We do,” he said, a small smile on his face, “I’ll admit, I wouldn’t have expected it either. But we-... I connected with him almost instantly.”

“Oh?” Saki said, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.

“...There was this one time, during a first few months of dating,” Draxum began, “Lou had done an interview, and somehow - not his fault, but the fault of a very nosey talkshow host - word got out that we were dating. It was... stressful, to say the least. I met more reporters and members of the paparazzi that week than I had in my entire life, and I nearly had to get a new phone number. ...We almost didn’t make it, because I wasn’t sure if I could handle the stress of, well, that whole situation that came with dating a well known celebrity.”

“...” Saki spared him a glance. “Then what made you stay?”

Draxum smiled again. “I missed him... Him and the boys, and it was then that I decided that I would rather deal with the rough and sometimes aggravating times with him and his family by my side than have peaceful times on my own. Lou made me happy, like no one else had, as did his children. And so, I decided that I was going to try and make them as happy as they made me in return. I wasn’t going to be a coward, and I was going to fight for the ones I loved. ...The ones I never knew I needed until they were nearly gone.”

Saki said nothing, just kept driving. Draxum didn’t mind, he had already said his piece, and if Saki still didn’t approve of him... Well, so be it. He still would try and connect with Lou’s relatives as much as he could of course, but he wasn’t going anywhere.

However, when they arrived at the sushi restaurant, Saki stopped him before they went inside. “My younger brother and I... we have not always seen eye-to-eye,” Saki began, his eyes losing their sharpness and instead taking on an air of fatigue, “But I have always cared about him. Try to guide him, protect him, even when I was angry or frustrated with him... When we did not hear from him in so long, only knowing that he was still alive because he was still in films, and then even losing that eventually... I can not tell you how worried I was about him.”

Draxum gave him a sympathetic look, but said nothing, not wanting to interrupt.

“...Then, when I heard about him getting married - married to someone who could see his fame and fortune as the only reason for marriage, someone who could break my foolish brother’s heart... I became worried once again. ...However-” His eyes became softer now. “I can see that you are not that type of man, Dr. Benjamin.”

Draxum nodded, appreciating the respect. “Thank you, Saki.”

“Do not thank me yet,” Saki snapped slightly, scowling once more, “You still have a lot to prove, and like I said, you are not part of this family yet! Not until the wedding, and even then-! ...However, eventually... I think I could see you being a good brother-in-law, as well as a good husband and father.”

“I can assure you,” Draxum promised him, his voice unwavering, “I am going to do whatever I can for them, and that I care about them with all my heart.”

Saki stared at him, and then nodded. A sign of acceptance, if only a small one. “Come, before the sushi starts to get warm,” he said, heading inside the restaurant. Draxum followed, relaxing somewhat.

It wasn’t long before they returned, platters in hand. Conversation and laughter filled the old home once again as stories were shared and connections were strengthened. Even Saki managed to smile once or twice! At one point, Draxum felt Lou squeeze his hand, his fiance happier than he ever thought he’d be and wondering why they hadn’t done this sooner. Draxum leaned over to kiss him, silently promising him many more evenings like this.

They were a family, and even if he still didn’t have the complete approval of his in-laws yet, Draxum wasn’t worried. It was like he had said before, he was planning on staying by his family’s side no matter what, and he would do all he could for them to make sure they were happy. It was the least he could do, and he was happy to do it.

...Besides, even if he had wanted to, he couldn’t leave yet. After all, there were still plenty more funny and slightly-embarrassing stories from Lou’s youth that he wanted to hear, much to his fiance’s dismay.

THE END

((Hehe, hope you liked it! ^v^))

#rottmntrulesall

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coldtomyflash · 6 years

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100% not trying to be rude or anything but as my mother is an abusive alcoholic, I found your post about alcoholism and family members super insensitive. There is a rather disturbing trend on tumblr to glorify addicts in many respects (both by finding it cool/funny as portrayed and by getting mad at anyone who dares point out it's problematic behavior, often using the same terms my mom did to justify why I wasn't allowed to ever get upset over her addiction). You really made light of alcoholism.

I hate to do this, but I have to respectfully disagree with you that I was making light of it.

I’m sorry that that is something that you experience and it’s a terrible thing to experience. I’m also sorry if I ended up using language about the topic that’s been used to silence you; it was definitely not my intent to bring up any trauma or triggering material in that way, and I don’t routinely chat with other people online about this to see what language they use to couch these issues in.

However, my post wasn’t about glorifying addicts in any way, nor was it making light of it. I would literally never do either of those things. I won’t pretend I always word things in the best way, and I’m just as fallible as the rest of us, but if that was what you took from that then please know: that wasn’t the intent or the message I was working to convey.

The most I was doing was pointing out that it’s impossible to physically change someone or to force them to change their behavior, and that forcing an alcoholic to go cold turkey can be physically dangerous depending on their level of dependency (untreated DTs have a mortality rate of up to 35%).

I’m not saying we shouldn’t encourage addicts to get help and to change. We should. We should always work toward a healthier society. I’m saying the team can’t force Mick to. The most they can do is either support him or else, truly, they could give him an ultimatum and say that he has to change or else he can’t be around. Which is well within their right if he mistreats them, and especially if he mistreats them while drinking.

And ultimatums that arise like that, where we choose not to be around people unless they change, are completely justified. These things occur frequently when people we know are addicts because we’re powerless to force their hand. And it’s an ugly situation every time it happens. So of course each and every person is allowed to be upset over addiction - upset and heartbroken and frustrated and angry. It is a terrible thing, I won’t ever pretend otherwise.

But this all touches a bit on something else, which is mistreatment. And I want to note that abuse is also different from addiction. Addicts can be abusive, and some people are a lot more abusive when they drink, and I’m not ever going to excuse that and I absolutely think there should be consequences for it.

But in the case of Mick, I wasn’t talking about the way he treats others, I was talking specifically about the volume of alcohol he takes in, and how it’s not really Leo’s place to dictate that for him (nor is Leo really physically capable of it, just as in the real world most of us can’t physically dictate what the people around us consume, even if we sometimes wish we could).

So… that’s what I was saying. And I want to add: I say all of this as someone who’s seen it. You and I might have different perspectives and experiences with alcoholism, but I’d never make light of it because I have spent my entire life knowing addicts.

I don’t honestly believe I should have to justify my answer with my personal experience, but to give you some background: I have lived with addicts (roommates / family), I have addicts as family members (though not abusive ones), my parents were both raised by addicts and my mother in particular was raised by two incredibly dysfunctional and, in many ways abusive, addicts. She’s told me a story of witnessing her own mother in the throes of DTs and almost dying because of it; she literally put her own head through a wall. This is a woman who was 5 feet tall and a hundred pounds soaking wet. I lost both of these grandparents to young deaths because of health problems caused by their alcoholism. I spent my childhood knowing addicts and watched substance abuse completely destroy my best friend’s family (a family that was honestly like family to me) and saw the incredibly harsh realities of that… just too often, too much. All the time. And I still know several addicts today with varying degrees of how “functional” their addiction is.

Ultimately, I choose to love and support these people when they’re ready to change, but I know I can’t “fix” their addiction or make the underlying problems go away. I can only help them when and where I’m able, and when they’re not well and not safe or healthy to be around, or if they become abusive, or else when my own behavior is only going to enable theirs, then I check myself out of the situation. But that’s a choice I’ve had to make and been able to make, and I would never fault another person for how they make their own choices in this regard.

So… this is the reality I’ve learned about addition based on my experiences and the experiences of all the people I personally know who have coped with addiction. Yours might be different, and that doesn’t make them (or mine) any less valid. It is what it is. But that’s why I can’t apologize for saying what I said. Because I stand by it and I believe it.

The team can encourage and support Mick through recovery, they can ensure there are consequences for his abusive or damaging behavior so they don’t enable him, but they can’t fix his addiction or force him to change. And with respect to Leo and Mick, I still maintain that you can’t have a stranger come in and start making choices dictating an addict’s behavior (when that addict doesn’t want to change and isn’t ready to) and expect it to work out in a way that’s healthy or productive for anyone in the situation. I hope it helped serve as a wake-up call for Mick, but it’s still not Leo’s place to do that.

#and on that anxiety-inducing note i should probably stop talking about this for a while #my heart is pounding uncomfortably whoops #it's not something i like to talk about on this blog or publicly and expose myself about #but it's also something i do know something about #the most i can do is talk about my experience and also what i know through my education #and this is... that #i am genuinely sorry if i upset you #and you deserve better than to be abused and to experience that #i'm not sure what else i can tell you here #other than that i hope you're well and stay healthy and take care #alcohol tw #alcoholism tw #abuse tw #addiction tw #ask to tag #Anonymous #replies #also in case it's not clear because i got personal at this end:#everything on this blog is always okay to rb if you feel the urge

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wRoNg (Release the Beast) Part I {Revised}

Fandom(s): DCEU, Suicide Squad

Relationship(s): Joker x reader

Rating: Mature

Summary: What would you do out of love and self-preservation to protect your family? How far would you go to keep your secrets?

Warning(s): Mind games and emotional manipulation. Mystic-y stuff. Power plays. Violence. Smut.

Tagging: @ashmuck @alexisbagans143 @toxic-ink @kirsty-lou666 @coppercurlzz @snow-massacre @suckerforsmilex @lovelylittlekittn @melaninharleyquinn @roneykuni @twilight-loveer @ms-clown-queen-of-crime @jokers-queen-of-hearts @keya168

Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three (Part I) Chapter Three (Part II) Chapter Four Chapter Five

A/N: When you see this §, it means that J and the reader have temporarily linked up, so to speak, or synchronized. Some Assassin Creed fans may recognize this terminology, which is basically, the reader experiences what J feels, he feels what she does, etc. More shall be revealed as the story and plot continues. 💋

Chapter Six

An angry man’s power will shut you up Trip wires fill this house with tip toed love Run out of excuses for everyone So here I am and I will not run

Time had a strange way of progressing in a rapid and sluggish manner when in the presence of the Joker. He moved about in this manic, illogical rhythm, never fully staying true to the script he laid bare for everyone else to see. After Marisa’s death and subsequent proclamation that you were his Queen, he swiftly hid you away again.

You can still remember how he called out the few goons he’d hired to patrol the area, lined them up in a straight line before opening fire on them with his customized AK-47.

“Y/N, get in the car. Please, get in the car.” Leo was speaking to you with patience only a hair’s breadth away from collapsing. Not once in the entire time he’d been working for your family had you given him such trouble and now you were just rebelling for the sake of it.

“I will. In a second.” You murmur, trying to peer around the taller man’s body to see what J was doing.

“Well, boys and girl, it’s been a wiiiiiiiiild ride for some of you…” J’s voice rang out.

“You don’t need to see this.” Leo insisted grimly.

“Moving at the drop of a hat, protecting my assets and being lots and lots of great fun. I have not fully shown my appreciation for your, ah, s a c r i f i c e.”

“Mr J, please do–”

With a firm hand, Leo grabbed your elbow, opened up the passenger’s side door, shoving you inside just as gunfire broke out, along with J’s maniacal laughter and the cries of panic, fear, and pain.

It’d been three months since then. The current location you’d been moved to closer to the heart of the city and meant for disgraced high society family members, celebrities desiring anonymity, corrupt politicians, etc. Even if people knew your face, no one was stupid enough to oust their neighbor, fear of scandal or retribution, depending on the person, enough to silence another’s wagging tongue.

“Miss Y/N, please come away from the window.”

Blinking, you lifted your head off the clear surface of the windowpane, turning to see a man in his early to mid twenties had stopped about an arm’s length away. “I was just trying to find something to occupy my time, Toby.”

“It’s Tobias.” he corrected automatically. “And Romina is here for your daily lessons.” Beckoning with his fingers, Tobias encouraged you to follow him. “All work and no play makes Toby a very dull boy.” You whispered in the boy’s ear before taking off with a chuckle, amused with how he froze for a second before hurrying to catch up with you.

Sad as it was to say, you’d been reduced to one of those bored housewives on reality TV, seducing and playing with the staff’s minds just to pass the time. Unlike most, you hadn’t done it in a truly malicious way, it was just to prove a point, if only to yourself, that you weren’t afraid of a man like the Joker and he didn’t control you. Steadfastly, you ignored the faint voice at the back of your mind scoffing and pointing out the constant hypocrisy of your actions and beliefs. You knew exactly who to push and play with so that they wouldn’t go running back to J to tattletale.

The two of you walked down the hallway in silence for the most part. You had one-sided conversations about anything you could think of while he tried to be a decent foot soldier.

“You’re dismissed.” Flicking her fingers in a ‘go away’ gesture, Romina pushed off the wall she was leaning against, barely sparing the youth a glance as he flushed subtly in indignation but ultimately walked away. “We’re working on sit ups and push-ups today.”

“But we did that last session.” You pointed out.

“And in a street fight, you would be dead.”

“You always say that even if it’s not a relevant topic.”

“Clearly, the truth hasn’t sunken into your thick skull then.” Done with the conversation, in an imperious tone, Romina commanded, “Come.” Stalking off towards the plaza’s basement which had been transformed into a training center. Grudgingly, you followed after her.

While the Latina made no secret that she didn’t like you, the two of you reached somewhat common ground on the fact that you were a walking target and if you weren’t brought up to speed on self-defense, you’d be dead in less than five minutes once the news that you were the Prince of Genocide’s significant other, just like the news of your father’s dirty dealings were leaked.

Everything in the dark had a way of coming to the light.

As soon as we stepped through the basement doors, a chorus of greetings were directed at Romina, some rowdy and jeering while others were packed with innuendos and playful. Gaze darting all around, once again marveling at what money and fear had gotten a man like J.

“Come on. We can practice over there, it’s quieter.” Gesturing vaguely, Romina firmly grabbed you by the elbow, a floor mat in hand. Without waiting for your agreement or disagreement, she led you to a wide open area with natural lighting, placing the mat onto the floor, next to a woman who was doing her own exercise.

Romina gave a pointed cough and you flushed, realizing that you were shamelessly staring though the woman didn’t glance at either of you. Deciding you’d made a fool of yourself long enough, you did as Romina wished, getting in position for some push ups.

“Okay, just like we practiced. Tuck your elbows…”

Normally, the bar was set for ten push ups, fifteen max, but today she made you do an extra five. Your abdominal muscles were on fire, your arms were throbbing and felt like wet noodles. Romina was pleased though, so you supposed your suffering either amused her or she was genuinely happy to see you not act like a total wimp.

It might have been both.

To reward you for your success, she made a humongous batch of pancakes and eggs with a pitcher of chocolate milk, when you’d first started this workout type of thing, you’d balked at the idea of eating so much, but the meal was entirely too delicious to ignore. Seeing that no one else batted an eyelid at your intake also helped with your confidence as they ate just as much, if not more than you did.

“Alright, alright, alright.” Leo clapped his hands sharply. “Look alive, people. Mister J is on his way back to this site and we know–”

When the room began to clear, ready to return to their normal stations, or suddenly invent something really important to be doing, you snuck away from the household’s staff members and bodyguards, filled with cautious excitement at the thought of seeing J first. He hadn’t seen you in awhile either, so maybe, just maybe…

“Y/N, what are you doing out here?” Closing your eyes briefly, you resisted the urge to stomp the ground with your foot out of frustration. “Y/N, we need to go back inside, to your quarters preferably.”

“Aww, Toby, I knew you were trying to get me into bed.” You teased.

“H-Huh? NO! Of course not. I respect Mr. J way too much to even think of–”

In a moment of pure happenstance, you caught a flash of signature, neon green hair before the gangsta himself came into view.

You were paralyzed. Utterly transfixed by the sight of him after weeks and weeks without his presence.

True, most of the time, you couldn’t even stand him. He loved to poke fun at your former comfortable, cushy lifestyle. He mocked your emotional moments of weakness. But there was just this presence that radiated from his very being. He exuded his will into the universe and made everything in his sight kneel in submission.

“What is she doing out in the open like this, vulnerable and exposed for everyone to see?” Like a whip, J’s voice pierced the silence that had enveloped the area. “Boy!” Tobias flinched at the snarl. “I’m talking to you. Explain to me what’s she’s doing out here.”

“B-Boss, that is…”

Feeling a tendril of pity, you spoke up over the brunette’s stammering. “I was getting claustrophobic, staring at the walls of my room all day.”

“Wha-?” he cupped a hand to his ear, pretending to barely hear. “You got bored, basically that’s what you’re saying, yes.” Leaning up, he laughed though there wasn’t any mirth in the tone; the hairs on the back of your neck stood up. “Do you think your brains would look better splattered all over the kid’s face or the pavement near the pool? Because, honey, I can list at least five tactical positions a sniper, or even just a lucky son of a bitch, would have to be sitting in order to kill you.”

You skin paled and you swallowed but said nothing as J made a slow circle around you, stalking you almost, a continuous growl rumbling in his chest. “Boss, maybe you should…Calm down? You’re scaring Y/N.” Tobias spoke up, hesitant but hopeful.

J’s head snapped around, eyes wild as he stared at the younger brunette.

“I-I mean…”

“Did you just…Did you just call my…Who gave you the right to call Y/N by name?” Tobias was silent at J’s question and the green haired crime lord whipped his head to stare at you. “Oooh, I see.”

“Baby, no–” You tried to reach out and cup J’s cheeks, make him stop and see sense but he dodged your touch, teeth grinding.

“Are you fucking her?” J’s eyes widened a little, breathing becoming more labored.

Tobias blanched.”W-Wha?”

“A-Are you fucking her, or maybe you just want to, hmm?” J repeated himself, putting special emphasis on ‘fucking’, enjoying the way Tobias flushed slightly and shrunk in on himself.

“No sir! No, I swear I wouldn’t. I-I-I don’t want any beef.”

“Oooh, you don’t want no beef? You don’t want no beef? Don’t want no beef?” He was getting more and more agitated, that much was clear, to you and to Tobias.

“Sir, please! She’s not, we’re not, I have no interest in her, like that.” Now Tobias was babbling, making excuses to calm a raging beast.

“Why, is she ugly?” He ran his hands through his hair, a small smile appearing on his lips.

“No, sir! She’s, she’s beaut–” In a fluid motion, J pulled his gun from the gun holster and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

You covered your mouth to stifle the scream as Tobias’ corpse fell into pool. J grabbed you by the nape of your neck, eyes swirling with mania, “That’s your fault.” Turning to Frost, always a shadow to his boss, Joker stated in a frigid tone, “Get that thing out of my pool – it's contaminating the water.”

“Yes, Boss.” With a decisive nod, Jonny whistled and a couple men appeared from various locations, ready and willing to help with the cleanup and disposal.

J glanced back at you, running his tongue over his silver teeth. “Get your ass in the house before I kick it all the way there.”

As soon as he let go of your neck, dropping you that small distance to the ground, you stumbled to your feet and took off like a bat out of Hell, occasionally glancing back. J prowled after you, his features might as well have been carved from stone.

You were going to get it. You were reaaaaaalllly going to get it.

Dread swirled around in your stomach as you perched yourself on the bed, Joker’s bed, to be precise. His room was only slightly bigger and more extravagant than your own. You felt uncomfortable, as if you were invading some sacred territory as silly as it was to think, but it was true. Even though the two of you were married, he never brought you in here. You fucked in your room, against the wall, the floor, in the bath or shower, but it’d never been here. Clenching the violet silk sheets in your fist, you tried to will yourself to stand. To run out the door and keep running but your feet didn’t budge.

Hearing a door open and close, you turn to see J coming out the bathroom, he was dressed and looked extremely well polished in black slacks and a white dress shirt. Wait, he was leaving, again? Before you could ask, he ordered in a curt tone, “Face down. Ass up.”

“What?” Dumbfounded, the words slip free of your lips without permission.

“Since you persist in acting like a child, causing problems for everyone around you, I’ll treat you just like the unruly, disobedient child that you are by disciplining you.” He raised nonexistent eyebrows. “Face down. Ass up.” Hearing in his tone that he wasn’t going to change his mind, your lips firmed and slowly, ever slowly, you did as he commanded. Laying on your belly, your mind drifted as you heard him take off his belt, the leather brushing against your blue jean clothed buttocks.

WHAP!

The first hit was just a swat, deceptively soft. Hands clutched at a pillow, and you breathed in, trying to relax, because wow, that didn’t hurt.

WHAP! WHAP!

The next two, in rapid succession, stung a little bit more and reflexively, unable to help it really, you made the aborted motion to rise up.

Big mistake. He pressed the palm of his hand against the dip of your back, forcing you back down again. Then he pulled your jeans down. Embarrassed, you tried to use your hands to shield your panty clad behind. J let out an enraged snarl, roughly forcing your hands out of the way so he could get a better look at what you were wearing and you knew that you were in for it, as you never had the time to really dress up before he ambushed you for sex. Today, you’d felt daring and donned the lingerie. He would assume that it’d been done to further tease Toby, not because you just wanted to feel pretty and sexy.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Legs twisting and fingers trembling, you gripped the pillow to you in a death grip. These hits from the belt hurt even worse and internally, with all your might, you prayed that this was the end of the punishment. The gods weren’t listening because soon Joker hauled you over his legs, one hand circling the nape of your neck and easily held you in place as he yanked your underwear down to reveal your bare bottom.

You couldn’t even utter a word of protest before J’s hand descended on the soft flesh.

SLAP!

Once again, humiliation burned through you, because while it hurt, your body was having a decidedly different reaction to the pain than expected.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

As soon as it’d started, it was over. Trying to prove yourself independent, you attempted standing but couldn’t even manage to half sit up right so Joker ended up depositing you on the bed. With all that touching, of course he would notice your predicament. “You’re wet for me.” It's a statement, not a question and you both knew it to be true as your pussy lips were drenched in your juices. Soaked. “Tell me what you want.”

Silence stretched out between the two of your for a few seconds then several minutes. He scoffed at your stubbornness but just before Joker could get up, in a hoarse tone, you whisper, “I want you. Please Daddy.”

“The crap I put up with for you, I swear...” The words are growled and the sound created a fresh wave of moisture. You cried out as his tongue ran across your nether lips, lapping up your juices before swirling around your clit. Moaning, you tried to hold of the inevitable, but when he sucked your clit in his mouth, nipping it, you came with a scream. While you were coming down from the high of your orgasm, Joker was stripping of his clothes, and you couldn’t help gazing at his lean, muscled form. The tattoos that covered practically every inch of his skin. Well, you amended to yourself mentally, licking your lips as you looked at his cock; long, thick and hard, most every part. Ignoring your nerves, you decide to return the favor.

Pulling him close, you kissed him, running your hands over his chest, down to his hips and penis. Running your fingertips gently from the base to the tip, you swiped your thumb over the pre-cum gathering at the tip. He groaned. Wrapping both hands around his shaft, you were about to take his cock in your mouth, but he stopped you, pushing you back. He got in the bed on his knees, reaching for your hips and pulling you to him. You felt him slide against your heat and you both moaned. Lifting you up slightly, he aligned himself with your heat. Then you rolled your hips backwards, taking the tip inside of you. He went in slow, letting your body adjust. You rocked your hips against him until he let out a low growl that made your inner muscles clench. He began moving and you met him thrust for thrust as he got a little bit rougher, then he brushed up against your g-spot and it was just too overwhelming. You came with a short scream for the second time that day. He snarled as you clenched around him, slamming into you a few more times before going still, hot jets of his release spilling inside you.

§ It was late evening but dark enough to pull off an ambush. By the last account, both sides were down to a handful of men each. He and the boys would come in from behind and mow them down.

“Boss, we’re pulling up to the area now.”

As if he couldn’t see that. Idiots, the whole lot of them. Still, sometimes it paid to reward idiocy.

“Good.”

He noticed the driver’s shoulders lost their tension at that single word and didn’t bother to stop the slow smirk that spread across his face.

THUMP!

“What the hell was that?”

Oh? Could someone have actually shown a bit more of a brain and managed to figure out about his arrival? Goody. It’d make the bloodbath all the more entertaining.

“It’s the Bat! Oh God, shoot it! Shoot it shoot it shoot it shoot it–”

A bubbling feeling welled up in his chest. First, he snickered quietly, then giggled and changed into a slow, high pitched, insane cackle as he saw the Dark Knight standing in the middle of the road.

“BATSY BATSY BATSY, COME AND PLAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!”

Reaching over, Joker stomped his foot on the gas pedal, hands on the wheel. “Boss, what are you doing? Boss, Boss?!” The car was on a direct head long collision for the dark armored vigilante. Mere few feet from hitting him, the Bat threw three batarangs at the vehicle; two projectiles hit the windshield, and the first broke the glass and another struck the driver in the throat and narrowly missing Joker’s face, while the final took out the car’s wheel. The vehicle swerved. J kicked the dying individual out of the driver’s seat, trying to regain control of the car by grabbing the wheel and force it back into the proper lane, but it was too late. It hit something and the world t i l t e d. The screech of sparking metal, putter of an engine dying, was annoying. Oh. Dying.

Laughing again, that’s how ol’ Batsy Batsy Batsy, found him. Or dragged him out of the tin can of a car.

“It’s over Joker.”

“Then do it! K-Kill me!” Suspended in mid-air, held up by the throat, J spread his arms in an arcing motion. “DO IT!” He could see the indecision. The rage. And something so dark and delicious, that all it needed was a push. “COME ON! Put me out my misery, just like I did your precious little R-OOMPH!”

He was punched in the gut. Dropped unceremoniously to the ground as he vomited his lunch back up. “O-Oh, hit a sore poin--” A right hook to the jaw shut him up. Then a left. An uppercut. Joker was laying on the ground, groaning and laughing with pain as Gotham’s supposed savior sat on his chest, repeatedly punching him in the face. The world went dark after the seventh blow. §

You didn’t know what it was that woke you up so suddenly, except an acute feeling of wrongness. Your face felt swollen and bruised although no one had hit you, your limbs bound by something tight; you processed this all in a few seconds, the exact amount of seconds it took to realize that there was a stranger in your, J’s, bedroom and he was about to stab you. In the span of a single breath, time was suspended as attempted killer and intended victim stared at each other, then, without even thinking twice, you rolled, hitting the ground hard and landing on your shoulder.

Shock waves of pain rolled up and down, as well as through you. The pained scream that tore from your lungs was loud but the assailant would not be deterred. He approached you quickly again and was about to swipe at you when the door was kicked in.

It was Leo.

He didn’t waste a second telling the person to stand down and just started shooting. Romina, where the hell she even came from you didn’t know, seamlessly moving around the dark haired man, getting you up on your feet and hustling you out of the room. Leo covered the two of you, which was more than necessary as more men were coming from each which way. You didn’t know who they were but as they were cutting down the staff and some of J’s men, you knew they weren’t friendly.

“Get in there!” With firm hands, Romina shoved you into a room, slamming the door shut. Frost was already inside, features placid and calm, gun out and at the ready. His large frame dwarfing and almost blocking the sight of a pregnant red haired female.

“What’s going on?” Frost said nothing, merely unbuttoned his suits jacket, draping it around you. “What the fuck is going on?” He raised a finger to his lips, a wordless command to shut the hell up and normally you would protest but when a thump hit the door, you went quiet.

For hours and hours and hours, gunshots rang out followed by the screams and yells of the dead and dying. It was early morning, maybe dawn, when the walkie talkie, sitting on the desk let out some static and then you heard Romina saying that she and Leo were coming back.

“Is it over?” The redhead inquired in a trembling voice. “It’s over, right? That means that I can go home.”

“What even happened? I’m completely lost here.” Waving my hands around with agitation, I glanced at the taller man who, after saying ‘Copy’, into the device, had clicked it off and set it back down. “Someone tried to kill me. How did that person even get inside?”

“They just came out of nowhere. They, they, they knew the hidden passageways and emergency exits. Frankie didn’t even…” Overcome with emotion, the pregnant lady couldn’t continue.

“We have a snitch.” That’s the first thing that came out Leo’s mouth when he burst into the room, ignoring how Frost had a gun leveled on his forehead, finger on the trigger, and the small scream the pregnant woman let out. You had jumped too but feeling safer in the daylight, you thought her reaction to be a little dramatic. “Or at least we had one until Lucy Liu here got all overzealous with working him over.”

“Say that to my face, and I’ll come over there and kick your ass, you self righteous pussy.” Romina snapped, getting all up in Leo’s space. It should have been intimidating, but as she was an inch or two shorter, it just seemed silly. “You’re just upset that I had the balls to do what you couldn’t.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me if you did have a cock underneath those jeans. Wanna whip it out and see who’s bigger?”

Frost whistled sharply, causing the bickering duo to pause. “The boss is gone. I noticed some of Penguin’s guys, a few of the Riddler’s and the one who got into the boss’ room is Two-Face’s specialty. Did you kill them or not?”

“We got them.” Romina spoke firmly. Looking at the pregnant woman, her tone gentled. “You can go, Myra. Would you like an escort home?”

“No, I…No, thank you.” Despite Myra’s weak protests, Romina took her by the arm, saying something that was probably comforting in a too low voice, closing the door behind them both as she left, most likely to be an escort for her anyway. Looking at the remaining two men in the room, Jonny’s feature placid, while Leo couldn’t hold eye contact, the feeling of wrongness increased.

“Where is J? He wouldn’t miss the chance to be apart of something like this.”

For a long time, neither said anything. “The Bat got Mister J.” Leo rubbed the back of his neck. “He’s in Arkham Asylum.”

Again, there was this long period of silence. “…What?”

“It’s an institution for the criminally in–”

With an impatient hand, you cut him off, “I know what it is! Mother and Father used to funnel money there all the time to pay for better security, better staffing. I know… What I want to understand is what happened, why attack us in this specific place, at this time?” As you spoke, you paced back and forth. “There was a snitch, as Leo said. Who was it? Who are our enemies, who are our allies?” Taking a deep breath, you glance at them both. “Tell me everything.”

And so the explaining began. Jonny even brought a couple maps, blueprints, anything current and relevant to the situation currently happening. During that time spent talking, Romina came back with clothes for you to change into, obligingly standing guard while you used the bathroom and got dressed into something presentable.

Then the conversation continued.

“So, to summarize, Two-Face, the Penguin and Riddler are all making moves to seize J’s territories while he’s locked away in Arkham?” Looking at Jonny for confirmation, only to receive a single nod. “I…” Breathing in deep, glancing around the room at Romina, Leo, and Jonny. These were the people who knew how to fight best, who would do their best to support you. “Letting them do that is obviously not going to happen and I have some ideas but implementing them might be tricky, a little bit scary and crazy.”

“Girl, we got you. Just tell us.” the black haired woman said in a gruff tone.

“There are abandoned buildings here and here…” Pointing at the map on the table. “And a sewer connected to both areas here…” Grabbing a marker, you start circling little points. “If we do this just right, we can come up from behind and ambush them while the ‘peace talks’ are happening.”

“I feel there’s a ‘but’ in there.” Leo commented wryly.

“Killer Croc lives down there and I don’t think he’d appreciate the boys dropping in unannounced into his home.” Leo stared at you with blatant horror. Jonny’s features were serene.

Romina...Romina looked thoughtful.

Before you could try and further explain your point, Jonny’s cellphone rang. Glancing at the brunette, you watched a practically one-sided conversation occurred, with him occasionally grunting and making affirmation noises to signify that he was listening. Once the call ended, he glanced at Romina.

“The Penguin rescinded his claim for the Smile and Grin Club. He still wants to talk to....” He crooked his fingers. “‘Joker’s woman’.” Crossing his arms, he gave you an indescribable look. “Says he has valuable information.”

“Oswald doesn’t want any backlash. He’s always been afraid of J.” Romina explained, taking note of how confused you still looked. Nodding, you accepted that. “If we meet him right now in a neutral area, it’ll be showing that you understand he made a mistake.”

Leo scoffed. “A ‘mistake’? This guy knew exactly what he was doing, He’s pussying out because everyone knows that Arkham doesn’t hold the Joker for long.” Romina rolled her eyes. He glanced at you. “Meet him at the very club he was trying to claim, then you show him that nothing is forgiven.”

“Must you do everything in your power to one-up me? Is your masculinity that fragile?”

“Excuse you?”

“Last I checked, neither of you were the Boss’ woman.” Jonny cut in, ending the escalating argument before it could change into an all out screaming match, as it was known to do. “Miss Y/N, what’s your next move?” Caught like a deer in the headlights, you had the attention of both Leo and Romina, both of them were your protectors, but they had very different view points and valid concerns.

“....Tell him to meet us at the Smile and Grin.” Although you were looking at Jonny’s face, you heard Leo crow with delight and could practically feel Romina radiating disappointment. “We’re not going in there to break his arms or legs but his actions cannot be ignored. So, only one of you will accompany me.”

“Wait, what? No!” Just as easily, Leo’s good mood evaporated. Romina didn’t look very surprised. “It’s my job to protect you.”

“I’ve said what I had to say.” Looking at Jonny once more, you asked, “What time is the meeting supposed to take place?”

“Midnight. I’ll tell him the location has changed.”

“Good. That gives us time to clean this place up. Get reinforcements to move to this house to secure it.”

Although you didn’t know it at the time, this is the pivotal moment where Jonny, Leo and Romina started to see you as Joker’s Queen, and not the little girl bequeathed the title but really didn’t know anything. They watched, quietly impressed, as you actually participated in getting the scene of the carnage and destruction cleared away. You didn’t turn your nose up at the arriving goons who also joined in to help get the place looking decent.

That took the better half of the day.

Once everything was fixed up and tidied as best it could, the time was nearly eleven p.m. Romina hurried you through the showering process and you dressed quickly. That all done, you were seen off by a stoic Jonny and agitated Leo. There was no time to reassure either of them that things would be fine since in a squeal of tires, Romina drove away, the motorcycle pretty much hidden underneath darkness of the night.

Arriving at the Smile and Grin should have taken twenty minutes, tops, with the speed she was going. The two of you never made it there. He never had any intentions of letting you arrive at the meeting place. The creature you thought was a myth but was whispered about even in socialite circles.

The Dark Knight. Batman.

You could only vaguely make out his figure standing in the middle of the street and saw him throw something. Whatever that was, it exploded, flipping the bike, and subsequently, Romina and you, off and suspended in midair. Time seemed to slow down as you met the eyes of the caped crusader, in your peripherals, you could see Romina reaching out, futilely trying to catch or shield you. Then you closed your eyes and your body hit the ground with an unforgiving vengeance.

“Y/N!!!!” The yell of your name was the last you heard and the Batman’s cowl as he leaned over you before you lost consciousness.

The next time that you woke up, it was in a comfortable bed. These sheets, that ceiling...You knew this place. But, that meant...No. Shaking your head, you threw the covers off of you, seeing the expertly applied bandages on your arm, leg and torso.

Knock-Knock!

Grabbing the clock off the bed side dresser, you launched it at the door just as it opened. That didn’t stop the individual from entering, revealing it to be Bruce Wayne. The bad feeling in your stomach increased and you glared at him.

“You were in an accident.”

“That you caused.”

“Batman caused the accident.”

Snorting, you laughed a bit hysterically. “Dissociate much? Bruce, you are Batman. The same vigilante that tried to murder me in the street, like a mongrel.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be you. The woman, Romina, she was meant to be alone. Meet Cobblepot by herself. By the time I noticed that you were also on the bike, it was too late. Besides, we have something else to address.”

“More than you needing to be administered to Arkham for possible psych evaluation? Do enlighten me.”

Bruce, tired of the games, reached out and snagged your wrist, the one that wasn’t injured. “Do you think I’m a fool?”

“What the hell are you doing? Get off!”

“I know your parents made a deal with the Joker.”

The expression, ‘you could hear a pin drop’ is appropriate after his declaration. There wasn’t any need for you to say anything, judging by his darkening expression. “He’s not a good person, Y/N. Why can’t you wake up and see that?” Bruce yelled right in your face but you didn’t flinch away.

“So, you think that you’re the city’s savior? Wearing a suit of a flying rodent, beating up criminals and throwing them in jail just so they can break out later, you think, you think that makes you superior? Why don’t you open your eyes, the Gotham that you’re trying to protect doesn’t exist. It never did!”

“You’ve changed.” Bruce said with growing horror. “He’s gotten to you, warped you.”

“No. I just… I’m awake now. The Wayne family, my family, several other elites, we were supposed to be the pillars of the community. To give to those in need. Throwing a couple million dollars at a charity or orphanage doesn’t make you…” Placing your hands on your head, you do a little spin, exhaling explosively. “Have you even seen the Narrows, the West Hills? We have failed.”

“Just because one part of the city is rotten doesn’t mean the entire city deserves to be painted in the same brush.”

“I can see that I might as well be speaking a foreign language to you because you just don’t get it. Even I still struggle to understand but you’re not even trying and… Never mind, Bruce. Batman. Whatever you call yourself when you fight crime in your pajamas.”

Backing away from you, shaking his head, Bruce walked back towards the door he’d entered, slamming it on the way out. Running over there, you twisted the knob but it was locked.

This arrogant little fuck boy didn’t know who he was dealing with if thought a locked door was going to cage you. Glancing at the window, a slow smile spread your full lips.

#dc #joker #dc imagine #the joker #black reader #the joker imagine #joker x reader #dceu #jared leto joker #suicide squad #dceu imagine #suicide squad imagine #thekrazykeke

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camsthisky · 7 years

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The Control Freak, the Narcissist, and the Liar - Part 3

Summary: In which there is arguing and Mikey doesn’t know what to do.

Also posted on ao3 and ff.net but I’m too lazy to link it.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Tag for this au (is this an au? idk but that’s what I’m calling it)

Mikey bursts into the lab in a swirl of chaos, just like he always does—well, always did. But Donnie had gotten used to the silence the lair carried nowadays, and the moment Mikey loudly shoves through the door, Donnie jumps.

“I can’t do this anymore,” Mikey blurts out, clearly agitated. “This sucks and it’s stupid, and I don’t know how to fix this!”

Donnie’s staring. He knows he’s staring, but he can’t seem to make himself move. His eyes trace the angry path Mikey stomps through the lab; he’s probably looking for something to take his anger out on.

Which. That didn’t use to be a thing. Mikey angry. That was a Raph thing. Sometimes it was a Donnie thing, too, but only if he was running on less than two hours of sleep and out of coffee. Maybe even a Leo thing if he got irritated by being ignored before Master Splinter died. But it was never a Mikey thing. Never. At least, never like this.

When Mikey slams his fist into the metal door of Don’s lab, Donnie’s done staring. He’s out of his seat before he even thinks about it, abandoning his broken toaster and rushing to his baby brother’s side, stopping another stupid punch to his very solid—now dented—lab door. He holds Mikey, and it’s very reminiscent of the time Mikey did this for Raph—another time all hope had been lost and they’d been down two family members—except Mikey doesn’t settle down and accept it.

“Mikey. Mikey, stop it. Stop,” Donnie babbles as Mikey strains against him. Donnie’s barely even breathing at this point, and he doesn’t know what to do. This doesn’t happen—has never happened before. “Mikey calm down and—hey! Mikey, look at me, okay?”

Mikey just screams in—Donnie doesn’t know what it is. It might anger, frustration, sadness, grief, or a hundred other things, but one thing is made crystal clear. Mikey’s hurting and Donnie is doing a shit job of helping him out.

What is he supposed to even do?

“Mike!” Donnie yells again, heaving Mikey away from the door when the other turtle goes to punch it again. It’s a good thing Mikey’s a lot littler than him. If this were Raph, Donnie probably wouldn’t be able to do much. “Mikey! Stop it!”

Mikey struggles with him for a few more seconds, but as suddenly as Mikey burst into his lab and shaken Donnie to the core, the fight bleeds out of the youngest turtle, and then Donnie’s on the floor with an armful of a sobbing baby brother.

Donnie’s heart aches in ways that have become much too familiar lately, and he’s reminded painfully that he really doesn’t know what he’s doing. Mikey’s hurting, and he doesn’t know how to help.

They’re all hurting, all in their own ways, but Mikey’s hurt seems tangible in a way that Donnie has never seen in him before. And it isn’t just like he can scare away the monsters haunting Mikey so easily; Donnie is already struggling with his own grief. To deal with Mikey’s on top of that? It’d be near impossible.

But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try. This is his baby brother, after all. Donnie would give up the world for him, so what were a few extra monsters?

The sobbing tapers off, and when Donnie looks down, Mikey’s gone still. He’s holding his breath, and Donnie’s not really sure what to make of it. As far as Donnie knows, this isn’t normal, and Donnie knows a lot.

“Mikey?” Donnie tries. “You with me?”

A shuddering nod is all Donnie gets in response, but it’s more than he was really expecting, especially with the glassy look Mikey’s got in his eyes.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“No.” Mikey’s voice is raspy, and the sound of it makes Donnie wince with sympathy. He was probably going to be feeling that for a little while.

“Okay. That’s okay,” Donnie tells him. He holds Mikey a bit tighter. “You, uh, you don’t have to say anything you don’t want to. Just- Just know that I’m here and not going anywhere.”

Mikey mutters something along the lines of “thank god” and turns his face into Donnie’s plastron. They stay like that for a long time, on the floor of Donnie’s lab, with a broken toaster sitting on his lab table waiting to be fixed.

The toaster can wait. Mikey can’t.

Donnie gains a little insight on what happened to Mikey hours later, when Raph slides the door to his open hesitantly, but honestly, it’s not insight he can really do anything with. The toaster is finally getting the attention it needs, and Mikey’s asleep on the infirmary cot, basically dead to the world. There’s a dent in the door from when Mikey punched it earlier, but besides a passing glance, Raph doesn’t bring attention to it. Instead, he sidles forwards into the lab like he isn’t sure he’s welcome, eyes sweeping the room.

Poison green eyes finally settle on Mikey’s sleeping form, expression crinkling in confusion at the closed off way Mikey’s curled in on himself. A pang reverberates through Donnie’s chest as he follows Raph’s gaze. Mikey is definitely not meant to look that small and sad, and Donnie’s about ready to screw the toaster and join Mikey on the cot.

But he doesn’t. He doesn’t do a lot of things these days, it seems.

Raph sits down on the stool next to him, and the silence that follows him in turns from somewhat comfortable to kind of awkward.

Finally, Raph speaks up. He looks hesitant, but hesitancy was never one to get in Raphael’s way. “What happened?”

“You tell me.”

“I…haven’t been here since Mikey finished cookin’ dinner, so I don’t- I don’t know, either.”

The silence fills the air again. Raph’s shifting uncomfortably in his seat, and Donnie wonders what it was that he came in here for. If he just got back to the lair, then there was no way he’d heard anything but the always present silence, no way he heard it break with Mikey’s screams for just a few moments. That had been hours and hours ago, and it’s almost dawn now. There’s just no way.

Donnie sighs and gives in, abandoning the toaster for his brothers—a decision he would make time and time again.

“Did you need something?”

Raph looks alarmed and wholly unprepared, which is stupid, because he’s the one who walked in looking for something.

“What d’ya mean?”

“I mean,” Donnie says, holding back a sigh, “you obviously didn’t come in here for a chat, Raph.” He drops his volume a little, eyes softening of their own accord. “You didn’t get hurt on patrol, did you?”

Raph cringes, and Donnie’s mouth tightens into a frown.

“Raph.”

“S’just a small cut, Don,” Raph waves him off. “I just came in here to see if you had somethin’ to cover it up. It’s fine.”

Raph shows him the underside of his arm, and…it is fine. It really is just a small cut. Donnie fusses over it anyways. He cleans it out, and wraps it up with gauze, and Raph’s good to go. Donnie tells him as much.

“Thanks, Don.”

Donnie hums, and appreciates the fact that Raph stays right where he is. This is nice, now that he thinks about it. He has two out of three brothers here with him in the same room, and whatever had been splintering between him and Raph, it seems to be patching itself up. Repairing itself. It’s a good, warm feeling, and Donnie doesn’t want to ruin it, so he stays silent, basking in the fact that he and Raph have been in the same room for over five minutes and haven’t had a single argument.

Raph’s gaze sweeps over Mikey again, and Donnie goes back to his toaster, appreciating that there’s something he can do besides sitting on a chair staring at Mikey, feeling totally useless.

“Was it Leo?”

Donnie pauses and looks up. So much for the silence. “What?”

Raph gestures helplessly. “Did Leo do that? To Mikey?”

“Oh. I don’t- I don’t know. I don’t know if we’ll ever know,” Don says.

“What do you mean?”

Sighing, Don puts down his screwdriver and fixes his attention on Raph. “It’s…complicated.”

Raph looks severely unimpressed, arms crossing over his chest and hardness creeping back into his eyes, basically threatening all the goodness the two had accomplished in the past few moments. “Then uncomplicate it,” he says.

And Donnie feels familiar irritation whelming up inside him, because he had been about to explain it to Raph. He isn’t going to leave Raph in the dark when Don knows Raph feels just as protective as Donnie does. But he swallows it down, and tries not to snap, “I was going to.”

There must have been something to Donnie’s tone because the tension bleeds out of Raph real fast.

“Sorry,” Raph offers weakly.

Donnie shakes his head. “I don’t know what’s been going on, but Mikey came in to my lab a couple hours ago, and he was angry.”

Raph didn’t get it. “So what? Mikey gets angry all the time.”

“No,” Donnie says, “he gets irritated. That’s not the same thing at all.” Donnie doesn’t wait for Raph to respond to that. He keeps going. “He was…I don’t even know. He punched the door, and then he started screaming and crying. It took a while to calm him down.”

Raph scans Mikey once more. “It’s gotta be Leo.”

Donnie blinks, not really making the connection. “What do you mean, ‘it’s gotta be Leo?’ Leo hasn’t come out of the dojo all day, not even to eat. He doesn’t even interact with Mikey anymore.”

But Raph’s shaking his head before he can finish, and Donnie really wonders what Raph knows that he doesn’t. Raph’s not even home half the time, so how would he even know what happens with Leo and Mikey?

Donnie deflates when he realizes where his thoughts are leading. It isn’t the least bit fair. Raph may not ever be home, but it’s not like Donnie’s out much either, much preferring the sanctuary of his lab to actual interaction with his brothers, who are just as broken and shattered as he is, maybe even more, now that he thinks about it.

It’s not their fault that everything is so messed up, and instead of building each other up, Don thinks that they’ve just broken each other down, again and again. And everything is so messed up.

“Don-” Raph starts, and Don just shakes his head, hiding his face in his hands and pressing.

“What is happening to us?”

If he’s expecting an answer, he’s severely disappointed, because all Raph does is shrug, sigh, and echo Donnie’s earlier statement. “You tell me.”

#tmnt #mikey #donnie #raph #b team #more angst y'all #control freak au #camryn writes #i think i might write another story for this au for tmnt flashfic?

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momorabu · 7 years

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30.07.2017

Viidog Code Main Story - Episode 4 - ベート / Beto

Finally managed to finish translating this before the end of the month~ Now I’m back on track for Viidog Code’s stories once again. The story starts to get more and more interesting and intense as the investigation continues on…

As always, the summary of the story can be found below. Translation may not be 100% accurate due to my poor Japanese skills~

Chapter 1: 姿の見ない敵 / The Enemy which can’t be Seen

One morning, Class 7 was being summoned to the office of the agency along with other classes. Kuki had thought that everyone would be summoned but turns out it was just Class 2, 4 and 7 actually. (And also Class 1, since they were the ones who summoned them here)

Kuki had wanted to volunteer to relay the information to the other classes, but Rui informed him that he had already done that, so Class 3, 5, and 6 had the same information as them now. Kuki pouted as he wondered perhaps they had thought he was still a kid (when he’s already 29 years old ^^;) and don’t feel safe that he would relay the information properly, claiming that he’s confident in doing a better job than Hijiri who’s bad at it. However, Hijiri smiled and said that he’s very confident of his skills in remembering things~ (And thus won’t forget the important information he had heard about)

Back to the main topic on why they were being summoned, Izana started off by stating that they were sure that the organisation who ran the illegal casino no doubt was “Beto”, and it was hard to search on them after they’ve escaped in the middle of the night. However, Izana still had some information available, the owner of the building where the illegal casino was located as well as the one who provided the funding for the official casino to run seems to be a large and well-known company.

But Mahiro mentioned that trying to fish out any information about the illegal casino from the company gets an answer that they claimed they do not know anything about it. He did managed to get to know that the list of people who were missing matched perfectly with the list of guests who frequent the casino. (So there must be a link there somewhere~) Comparing both lists, Class 4 had also managed to know that they were also known as the VIP guests in the official casino.Ran also piped in and stated that they had managed to know that some of the VIP guests did went to the illegal casino before, claiming that they had managed to know this after talking for a long time with the people they were assigned to protect currently. However, they still didn’t managed to grab hold of any information on what kind of organisation this “Beto” was.

Trying to gather more information, Kuki requested “me” to head to the data room and searched for information regarding the rich people who’s living in this town and any relevant information about their family.

“I” head towards the data room, and overheard Rui talking on the phone there. He was talking to someone, and mentioned that even though he doesn’t know when is he going to launch his next move, he planned to carry it out soon. He mentioned that all the detectives in the agency are all “Kenrouzoku”, and told the other party he would send the information and photo over. (What is he doing? Is he sending other 3rd party information about our detective agency? OAO”)

After he ended his phone call, Rui wasn’t happy to find “me” in the data room with him. He told “me” to promise him that “I” had not met him at all in this room, and had not seen anything at all, mentioning that if “I” had even dared to breathe a word of what “I’ve” seen to anyone, he would make “me” unable to talk ever again. (Ahh…. he’s threatening “me”?!! OAO”)

Thank goodness, Leo suddenly appeared and told Rui that he had found the book that Rui was looking for earlier, and that interrupted the conversation (or say his threatening) from proceeding any further…

Chapter 2: 1日限定お姫様 / The Lady which exists for a day Only

“I” returned back to the office, and Kuki announced that we’re going to head to the official casino again as undercover, stating that we’re not going there just to play this time, but to confirm something and gain information instead. The mission he had set would be… whether the rich lady would be able to gain access to the VIP room? (Tsubasa dissed that this was indeed a mission name that’s easy to understand.. ^^;)

Since “I” was assigned as the lady who was rich and going to the casino as undercover, Shiro asked what these people would be doing instead, gesturing towards the two guys in the office. (New characters~!! +W+)

One of the guy spoke up and answered that both his brother and him were being assigned to go undercover, where they’ll disguised as “my” SP (security police).

Seeing that this was the first time “I’m” meeting them, Kuki introduced them to “me”. They’ll be the ones who would accompany “me” in going undercover and were members from Class 6. (Finally, the guys from Class 6 had appeared, that’s everyone… for now~)

The guy who answered initially introduced himself as “Mitsui Toki” and asked “me” to just keep quiet and see them at work later on. Kuki gave a weak smile and said that though he might be abit solemn, it’s alright to depend on him, and asked Toki to protect “me”. (Aww~ Kuki is behaving like a dad asking someone to take good care of his daughter XD)

The other guy, introduced himself as “Mitsui Shiki”, asking “me” to not rely on him as he found it troublesome. (What…?) Kuki brushed it off by saying that even though Shiki had stated that, it was still alright to rely on him in times of needs. As their surnames were the same, Kuki informed “me” that they’re brothers, with Shiki being the elder brother, whereas Toki is the younger brother. Class 6 only has both of them as its members.

Tsubasa asked that whether it’s just the three of us (Shiki, Toki, and “me”), since he was worried as there’s going to be alot of people in the casino and there’s only Shiki and Toki accompanying “me”. Even Shiro mentioned that he found just three people going as undercover abit too little. (…Are they worried for “me”? OWO)

Kuki mentioned that he had called for one more person to come and assist us, and that person is… Ran! He had dressed up as a rich young lady from a corporation, and though Shiro said that he’s too obvious dressed up like this, Ran felt that it’s better the more obvious he is~(You’ll know the reason why later on ^^~)

Ran asked Kuki whether he could do whatever he want, which Tsubasa wondered what is it that he wanted to do. It was then decided that both Ran and “me” would disguised as the rich ladies from huge corporations going undercover into the casino, with Shiki and Toki accompanying us as our SP. Ran was excited as he pulled “me” to go and get dressed up, claiming that he would make “adorable”~

Arriving at the casino, Toki acted his role as the bodyguard, asking what are we going to play first there. (I thought he was escorting “me” actually, but turns out that he’s escorting Ran, whereas Shiki was the one escorting “me”) But Shiki isn’t doing anything, Toki was frustrated as he asked Shiki to escort “me”as his job. Even Ran helped to speak up, stating that Kuki would get angry if he slacked ><”

Kuki had installed a small Erma on “my” hairpin, and thus the rest of Class 7 were able to see and hear the situation in the casino through it. Cameras were also installed on Shiki‘s button and Toki’s cuff, thus Tsubasa warned them to be careful when moving about in case they accidentally dropped them. Kuki warned them to avoid getting int o fights, and their mission in this casino was to become the VIP guests in this casino.

Chapter 3: VIPへの道 / The Path to VIP

Toki was seen congratulating Ran as he won yet another round yet again, and his winnings had accumulated to quite a huge amount. “Me”, on the other hand, had great luck at the slot machines and had yet again get another 3 sevens. (It was “my” 8th time in getting it +W+ How lucky am “I”?)

Shiki called “me” as little chick (Hiyoko), asking “me” that “I” maybe acting too overboard and was making “myself” too stand out with “me” winning again and again. However, “I” ended up spinning another 3 sevens yet again in the midst of the conversation, though Toki who was watching from the other side seems to be glad that Shiki’s side seems to be doing well in gaining attention. Ran was amazed that “I” was really lucky and that’s different compared to him. (I guessed Ran used some tricks to make himself keep winning ^^;) Toki praised him that his skills was really good that he was even able to deceive the dealer’s eyes.

Ran started getting impatient as he wondered why none of the casino staff had approached him yet (in inviting him to be a VIP I guess), since he had already accumulated quite a large amount of winnings by now. Just then, Shiki came over and commented that “I” won’t do. (Why? I thought “I’m” doing a good job by winning?) Toki reprimanded him that he wasn’t supposed to come over to their side as they were supposed to gain attention while they’re separated in two different teams.

Shiki had carried over a large amount of coins, and claimed that they were all won by “me” on the slot machines, and had already cause one slot machine to run out of coins. (Wow… how did “I” do that… OAO”) Even Toki mentioned that this was pretty much impossible, as nobody had ever able to win consecutively on just one machine. Shiki wanted to exchange to playing cards next, and asked Ran to change with him.

Just then, the manager of the casino approached them as he introduced himself, and after knowing that Ran was a rich lady from a power corporation (which I bet they just made up the family name ^^;), he wanted to introduce him to a place that’s more fun since Ran mentioned that this casino is too easy to win till he had lost patience and had wanted to leave. (Haha, no way the manager would let you off easily after you won so much of their money I guess ^^;)

Kuki who was watching from the office was glad that they had been “upgraded” to VIP status finally. Tsubasa was impressed with Ran’s card skills, but he was surprised at how good “I” am too. Kuki was sure that the manager would let them go off from the casino after they’ve won so much money and would definitely made a move on them. Kuki guessed that they should be leading to the illegal casino and informed Ran and others about it.

The manager led us (including “me”, since “I’ve” won so much at the slot machines) to the illegal casino, and told us that there were more exciting games to join over here. As the manager turned to leave us here, Shiki wondered if it’s alright to let him go off like this, but Toki thought there’s no point in keeping the manager here either as he guessed that he’s just a normal staff recruited by the casino. (And thus might not know much about the illegal casino anyway)

Looking around, Toki mentioned that there were many rich women / wives and businessman in this casino. Shiki wondered what they should do next, and suggested that perhaps he should grab a staff and force out the information from them. (I don’t think you should do that Shiki…) Toki sighed and asked him to please think over it carefully before making move.

Ran decided to walk around and meet some of these well-known people, and asked “me” to accompany him, though he said that “I” don’t have to do anything but just smile and stand next to him ^^; (Looks like Ran would just handle everything from here)

Chapter 4: 託されたメッセージ / The Message which was being asked to deliver

Ran approached one of the young staff working there, pointing out that he had been looking at “me” since just now. That made the guy blushed while Ran complimented that he’s adorable for getting flustered like this .(Ran, you just enjoy teasing him don’t you…? ^^; Don’t worry, I would too if I were him XD) He assured him that he didn’t call him over just to tease him, and wanted him to introduce “me” to the owner, as “I” was interested in meeting the owner. However, the boy answered that only a small number of staff ever get the chance to meet the owner, and in fact the boy himself had never met the owner himself either. He insisted that he’s not lying as he felt intimidated by Toki and Shiki when they came over, and revealed the owner was always in the VIP room and had never leave the room.

Toki then realised that this hidden casino was still not our final destination, since there was still a VIP room that we’ve yet to enter. The boy continued by explaining that even though everyone in this hidden casino was the “VIP”, there were even more special VIPs who were being invited to enter that VIP room, adding that those who managed to enter were regulars at this casino.

As it would be too suspicious and forced to be requested to be taken into the VIP room on our first visit here, Toki decided that we shall just gather more information at the area we were currently at. Ran decided to rely on Shiki to check out the surroundings as the cameras on us was too difficult to take a good record down on the surroundings.

So thus, Shiki started walking around the casino, and Kuki who was watching through the camera noticed the VIP door and requested Shiki to walk closer so as to take a closer look at it. He wondered whether the door could be broken down and that almost cause Shiki to take action right now at that point of time. It gave Kuki a scare as he cautioned him that this was not the time to break down the door ^^; Upon closer look, Kuki realised that it required a card key to unlock the door.

After Shiki got back from his rounds, we decided to head back for today since like what Ran had said, there’s no point in defeating the dealer as they won’t be invited into the VIP room on their first day here.

We headed back without exchanging the coins we’ve won into cash, since Ran said that Shu would be angry if we’ve did that. As we were being blindfolded when we were being led to and exit from the hidden casino, Ran had no idea where is the hidden casino located. Noticing that “I” seems tired, Ran gave a weak smile and he said that we should hurry back so that he could help to remove “my” make up.

Just then someone appeared in the alley, and being defensive, Toki cautioned “me” to stay behind him. (Aww~~ >///<)

Ran stopped the person who appeared in front of us and asked why does he want to approach us. However, the guy who appeared was the same mysterious guy which Suzu-kun and “I” had saved before, and he said that he had something that he wanted to pass to Takumi (Suzu-kun) and thus asked for “my” help to pass it to him. Even though Toki doesn’t really believe in him, but since “I” said it’s fine they let “me” approach him. Ran decided to let “me” head towards him,and mentioned that if “I” need any help, they’ll be right behind “me”.

Approaching the mysterious guy, he handed something to “me”, and asked “me” to please pass it to Suzu-kun. (I wonder what that item is…?)

Chapter 5: 元.ハッカー / Past. Hacker

Leo greeted us when we arrived back at the detective agency, and asked where Toki and Shiki were. Ran replied that they had left the task of reporting to us and had went back for today. Leo informed us that Kuki had already taken the videos that were recorded by us just now at the casino to Class 5 to have it analyse, and thus won’t return that soon.

Just then, Kotetsu came into the office to ask Leo regarding a document, but he got a shock when he saw both Ran and “me”, that Ran found him very rude to show such an attitude when he saw him ^^; Ran joked that perhaps Kotetsu was just surprised that the two of us were too pretty but Kotetsu was just froze. He did recovered later on, and quickly escaped from the scene, as Ran gave a weak smile and wondered why was he in a hurry to get away XD

Kuki and the rest of Class 7 soon arrived to welcome us back home, and since Shiro didn’t, Kuki had to request him to specifically do so. Ran complimented that “I” performed well at the casino, but Shiro sort of dampened the spirit by stating that he already knew that from watching through the camera. That angered Ran as he felt that all the more Shiro should praised “me” instead.

Noticing that Kuki and the others had just came from Class 5′s lab, Ran asked them whether they had met Suzu-kun over there, as we’ve received a memo (from the mysterious guy) that we need to pass it over to him. Looking closely at the memo, Tsubasa realised that it seems to be made up of just a bunch of alphabets and numbers that doesn’t seems to make much sense together. In the end, all of us decided to head back to Class 5′s lab to look for Suzu-kun, though Shiro grumbled as he thought that just one person is enough to deliver the memo ^^; (Poor Shiro had to stick through with us again ^^;)

Suzu-kun still remembered about the mysterious guy once we mentioned that he was that guy who came and eat over at the agency. He was surprised to receive this memo and he couldn’t understand what was written on the memo either. However, he guessed that these letters must have a certain meaning to it if not the mysterious guy won’t have wanted to pass it over to him specially.

Naoto was about to get some sleep when Suzu-kun stopped him and asked him to help to decipher it, as it was actually Naoto’s forte in deciphering such stuff. Tsubasa informed “me” that before Naoto became a detective, he was actually a hacker. (Wow… OWO”) Even though Naoto grumbled that he’s going to sleep already and in fact his brain had already shut down, Suzu-kun managed to coax him into helping out by telling him that he would make something sweet to reward him later on. Won over by Suzu-kun, Naoto took over the memo to take a look at it.

(Seems that Naoto still didn’t like the mysterious guy from last time as he deemed him as the one who stole his dinner back then, even though Suzu-kun reminded him that he did make his share as well the last time ^^;)

As he pondered what could the letters mean, Naoto asked Suzu-kun whether he had talked about anything with the mysterious guy the last time they met. (He initially guessed it could be a password, but it rang no bells… =w=“) However, he ended up managed to access a website by keying the letters the other way round instead on the computer, and turns out that website was a hidden website of the organization “Beto”. (Woah! Somehow we had gotten a huge lead this way! +W+)

The rest of us were impressed with his hacking skills, and while Naoto claimed that it was just something very normal he could do, he ended up blushing a little as though he’s not used to being praised. (Aww~ Unexpectedly, Naoto had a cute side XD)

Shiro asked whether we could get any useful information from this hidden site of “Beto”,and thus it became Naoto’s job once again to decipher and analyse this site. (So much for getting sleep, Naoto =w=“) Ran and “I” decided to head off first, as we still had reporting to do later on, and Kuki was surprised by this unexpected lead given to us suddenly.

Chapter 6: 隱れた天才 / The Hidden Genius

Shu came over after knowing that there’s a new lead which had arrived for us, and Kuki also explained that it was because Naoto that we too have high security to prevent others from accessing to our database easily. (How cute Suzu-kun was impressed of Naoto’s computer skills +W+)

Naoto explained to Shu that even if they could access to Beto’s website, they’ll need a user id and password to login to some parts of the website which were off access to them, and Naoto said that part of the site had an even high security that it would be very difficult to hack into it. In the end, he agreed to help Shu to try hack into within a night, and asked Suzu-kun to make some supper for him~

The next morning, Leo was suprised to find Naoto was up so early, but unfortunately instead of getting up early, Naoto explained that he had stayed up through the night. Since Kuki had arrived later on, Naoto handed him a memory card, saying that he had copied everything he could from the site onto it so that they could take a look at it later on. With that, Naoto bidded good bye to them as he head off to bed. Shu thanked him for his help and told him that he would wake him up if anything were to happen later on. For Naoto, he really hoped that nothing would happen though… (so that he could at least take a good nap~)

Looking through the data that Naoto had retrieved for them, Kuki were surprised to find that it consisted of the data of customers who went to the illegal casino. Shu decided to compile the information into a folder, and requested Leo to send them to Class 3 so that they could use it in their investigation.

Kuki thought that the information seems abit too little under such a high security password, but Shu explained that the site might just be a temporary place where the members exchanged information, adding that their main database where they stored their data may be located elsewhere instead. After the members from “Beto” had retrieved the information from the site, they would delete it.

However, even when a file is deleted, there would still be some traces left, and Naoto had already recovered those that he could from the site. Shu and Kuki looked at the recovered files, and Leo who had came back recognised that one of the files was actually a design plan of a card key system. Shu suspected that this maybe the card key system which has just been changed into after the day the illegal casino had been discovered, since “Beto” might have panicked and worried that their other illegal casinos maybe discovered, they decided to change all their locks and upgrade their security.

Shu asked Leo whether he could helped to create a copy of the card key from this design plan of the system, Leo answered that he could create a copy since there’s the design of the IC chip on the plan itself, but without knowing how the card looks like in reality, he found it hard to replicate the card key. Kuki mentioned that the look of the card key might have been recorded down in the video by Shiki and us yesterday, and requested the help of Class 5 to take a look at it. Even though re-creating the card key by himself would be a hard task for Leo, he’s confident that he would be able to accomplish it along with the help of Class 5.

Kuki was impressed with Leo and apologised to him that he had always thought of him as someone who just make weird inventions. However, that made Leo sad to know that Kuki had always felt this way towards his inventions ^^;

Naoto was awake just after sleeping for 30mins, and grumbled that Shu must have wanted him to overwork to death. (I feel kind of bad for Naoto at this point of time, this guy just couldn’t take a break TWT) Suzu-kun tried to cheer him up by offering a bowl of miso soup to wake himself up, with Leo apologising too since he needed Naoto’s help as it would take him too much time to make the card key by himself.

Just then, Tsubasa and Shiro had arrived, since Kuki had informed them that the case had a new lead, though Shiro wasn’t pleased with how annoying Kuki was by awaking him through the phone. (Kuki just thought of himself giving a “loving” morning call though? XD)

Since Class 3 was in charge of the list of the customers who went to the illegal casino, Kuki explained that Class 7 would be in charge of the other information instead.

Tsubasa wondered what on earth is the organisation “Beto” all about, and what exactly are they doing making these people disappear…

Chapter 7: 追う者と追われる者 / The Chaser and the one being Chased

Over at Cyan, Shu had summoned for all the class, so Mahiro guessed that Shu must have gotten some really huge leads on “Beto” currently. Shu showed a photo, which was actually one that was taken by “me” when Class 7 was going undercover in the casino, and that photo showed the entrance of the illegal casino. Another photo of mine was taken at the time Shiro and “I” were attacked by these mysterious and weird people back then, and “I” had unknowingly taken alot of photo as “I” was pressing onto the shutter. That photo showed the people who had attacked us, and it clearly showed that they had animal ears under their hood.

However, Tsubasa mentioned that these people do not have a smell for them to trace, and Kuki guessed that they must have used something that can helped to erase and hide their scent, since Class 5 had also made something like that. These were used by Class 2 and Class 6 too in the past. Knowing that “Beto” had also used something like this, Toki guessed that the other party must have known that the detective agency have “kenrouzuou” in it and didn’t want them to track them down. (So thus they would erase their own scent and make themselves hard to find.)

Shu even went onto suspecting that there’s a great possibility that the people in “Beto” might even be “Kenrouzoku” like them too, and this is why they would need to treat this matter carefully, since if they’re facing an enemy that’s as powerful as them, it would be difficult to defeat them as they themselves might get defeated instead.

Tsubasa wondered why those “kenrouzoku’ would want to create a secret society like this, but Senri explained that there wasn’t what they should be pondering about right now. The important thing they should do now was to find out the owner of the illegal casino and stopped their actions. However, in order to meet the owner, they would need to enter that VIP room in the illegal casino. Saying that if they took too much time, the suspect might have escaped, Senri proposed that they shall not use the “right” way to enter it. (Haha, talk about breaking the law… ^^;) Shu continued on by saying that Leo had actually created a card key that would allow them to enter the VIP room, and since there’s only one card key being created currently, Leo cautioned them not to lose it.

Kuki wondered how they should even enter the illegal casino this time round, since if they asked someone in the casino to bring them again, there’s a high possibility of being discovered when they use the copied card key. Senri decided that they shall just break into the illegal casino and use the card key outside of the working hours, so as to minimise the risk of being discovered. Kuki was shocked that Senri knew about the location of the illegal casino, since the last time Ran and us exited the place, we were all being blind folded so that we would now know where it is located.

Senri explained that Chihiro had actually came across Ran’s scent when he was out for a walk, and spotted someone holding onto a cloth with Ran’s scent. That person was actually the boy Ran had talked to and lent him his handkerchief the last time they met at the illegal casino! (Wow… so somehow Ran had helped to save the day~! ^^) Chihiro had also spotted a weird and strange entrance near the building too, and so they deduced that that must be the entrance to the illegal casino.

The next morning, Class 7 were awake and had gathered together, even though Kuki himself was still feeling quite sleepy. It was a class rule that the whole of Class 7 should gather for breakfast, as Shiro grumbled that this was a rule with no meaning behind it. Kuki pouted and claimed that this was the time for them to communicate, and it was not a rule that has no meaning~ (I bet Kuki just wanted everyone to be much closer together by having breakfast together ^^)

They had also invited Leo to join them, but since Leo wasn’t here, Kuki guessed that he might have overslept and decided to head to his room to wake him up. However, Leo wasn’t at his room either, and it’s highly impossible that he would went out to have breakfast by himself as the food made by Suzu-kun were really delicious that one would think twice to eat outside actually.

Suddenly, Kuki noticed a familiar object on the floor in Leo’s room - a very familiar looking pin badge…

Chapter 8: 消えたレオ / Disappearing Leo

Kuki quickly got us over to look at the pin badge that he had found, and said this was not the time to feel relaxed that Leo was gone. The pin badge was similar to the one which “I” had picked up at the casino when it was dropped by someone over there, and they’ve get to know later on that the pin badge belonged to people from “Beto”… This was then that they realised that there’s a high possibility that Leo was kidnapped by the people from “Beto”! (Oh no… Leo… TWT)

Shiro wondered why the people from “Beto” would want to kidnap Leo, but seeing that pin badge was dropped at Leo’s room, they couldn’t ignore this possibility, so Kuki got Tsubasa to go and inform Shu about this fact, and Shiro to head to Class 5 to hand them this pin badge so that they could analyze more about it. With the two of them gone, it was just “me” and Kuki left. He noticed that “I” had a really worried expression on my face, and assured “me” that Leo would be fine. (I know he means well, but the situation does seems really worrying… ><”)

Back at the office where Class 1 was already there as they get to know about Leos disappearance, Shu asked Kuki whether they had called Leo through his phone. Kuki answered that Hijiri had actually helped to call several times earlier on but it gets no answer nevertheless.

Rui asked that whether it was ture that “Beto” had really kidnapped Leo, that Shu answered that even though they can’t be 100% sure about it, there’s a very high possibility that it may be that way from how things look like now. Senri was confused that why was Leo the one being kidnapped out of them, since he had never participated in any of the investigations and should be those that had the lowest risk of being targeted. Shu thought that this was not really the time for them to discuss why Leo was being targeted though, since what’s important right now was to find out where is Leo now and to make sure that he’s safe.

Naoto was once again woke up forcefully (by Shiro this time) as he complained once again that just as he thought he was able to sleep peacefully for now. Since there was no one available in Class 5 right now, Shiro had no choice by to bring Naoto over to the office this time. (Suzu-kun had gone to the supermarket in the morning, and Hina was resting for today as he had went to a all night horror show yesterday night…)

Seeing Naoto was here, Kuki handed to him the pin badge which he had found earlier on, and requested him to analyse it for him. Since Leo wasn’t contactable through the phone, Shu worried that perhaps his mobile phone was being abandoned elsewhere. In the end, Shu decided to get everyone to gather once again, as this incident might be a major one if Leo was indeed really kidnapped by “Beto”.

With everyone gathered at Cyan once again, Shu started giving instructions as they planned to rescue Leo. Firstly, Class 1 would be in charge of giving out instructions and overseeing the whole operations. Next, Class 2 and 4 would work together to help to make sure that there’s a clear exit route for the other teams to escape once they’ve rescued Leo. Class 3 and 6 would be acting as security police, to prevent and protect the enemy from attacking them, though Senri told them if they’re capable of catching the enemy, they could do that too XD Class 6 would stay behind to help protect the headquarters, in case the enemy decided to attack here when everyone is gone, and Class 3 would stay on standby at an area near to the illegal casino.

Class 5 would continue with their usual tasks of analyzing information, and as for Class 7… they would be in charge of going undercover into the illegal casino. (Wow… is it really alright to leave such an important task to us?! OWO”)

After the meeting, “I” had met Rui at the data room once again, and had asked him whether Leo would be alright. Rui wasn’t pleased to see “me”, and told “me” that he had no idea whether Leo would be aright or not, since Rui was only giving out information of the detective agency to the other party, and somehow the other party decided to target Leo after they had analysed the information that had been given to them. (Rui is really such a betrayer! D:)

However, Rui had already decided that this was something that he wanted to do and had to do so that he could have his “revenge”, even if it means that he had to sacrifice someone. (What is this “revenge” he’s talking about? O.O”) He soon left as he doesn’t want to talk to “me” anymore, and asked “me” not to bother him anymore too. (Ouch… TWT)

Chapter 9: 奪還作戰 / The Operation to Snatch Back

Chihiro was surprised that “I’ve” tagged along with Class 7, as he had thought “I” would want to stay on standby at the detective agency. Kuki gave a weak smile as he explained that he had felt that it would be dangerous to leave “me” behind and that “I’m” also a part of Class 7 too even though “I’m” just an assistant.

Seems that Class 2 was defying the orders of Shu by Hijiri getting Chihiro to come and accompany us along the way, with Class 4 too trailing after us. Tsubasa wondered that Class 4 would be discovered by the enemy if they had spotted them sneaking in behind us, but Shiro was worried more about no one helping to make sure there’s an escape route if they’re all just tailing behind us and defying orders XD However, Kuki was sure that everything would work out, and that he himself would definitely not let the rest of Class 7 to do something that they felt troubled about.

Rui was in contact with us through the earphones, and told us that with the security cameras on the street, he would be able to spot if there’s any enemies that had appeared and would notified them if that happens. Suddenly, Senri mentioned that a guy in a hood was spotted around 50 metres away from us, and thus Kuki decided that they shall speed across the road in order not to be discovered by the guy. Since “I” couldn’t run as fast as them, Kuki proposed that Shiro shall carry “me” while he ran, and though Shiro complained that he would be able to run fast while carrying “me”, he still decided to do it in the end, and asked “me” to climb onto him ^^

We’ve finally made our way to the alley, with Tsubasa being impressed that Shiro had actually able to run at the same speed as them even while he was carrying “me”. Chihiro bidded good bye to us as he led us to the entrance he had found to lead to the illegal casino. (Oh, so that’s why Chihiro was with us~)

Though at this time, with the illegal casino isn’t opened yet, it doesn’t mean that there won’t be anyone in it even if there’s no customers. Kuki instructed us that our main priority was to head straight towards the VIP room as soon as possible once we’re inside. Even if there’s a chance that we might meet someone from “Beto” inside, Kuki cautioned us to avoid fighting with them since our main motive in coming here was to rescue Leo, not to fight with “Beto”.

On the other side, Yanagi who was with the rest of Class 2, asked Hijiri on what they’re supposed to do in regarding ensuring the escape route. However, Hijiri aswered that they’re not doing that as he was just awaiting for Chihiro to return currently. You started to get worried for Leo as he wondered whether he would get scared when he was being captured. Hijiri gave a chocolate to You to cheer him up, and asked him to smile so that he could welcome Leo back with it when he had returned.

Chapter 10: ベート / Beto

In the meanwhile, Class 4 who was trailing behind us had also entered the illegal casino, with Izana asking Mahiro whether it was alright for them to stay here and not following them even further inside. Mashiro answered that they should stay here on standby, though they should be careful not to get discovered by anybody from “Beto”.

Even though Ran believed in what Mashiro was doing, he was curious why was Mashiro defying Shu’s instructions and doing something different. (Since they’re supposed to be making sure of the escape route for Class 4, not be on standby here ^^:) However, Mashiro didn’t want to answer that so Ran guessed that it must have a certain reason that he can’t reveal now. Mashiro smiled and praised that Ran was really observant that he’s just like a girl. (Erm? Is that supposed to be a praise… or not…? o.O)

Back at the detective agency, Class 5 was analysing the pin badge, which Naoto was disappointed to say that it was exactly the same as the one which “I’ve” picked up earlier on. Naoto asked Hina on how his progress is on picking up the fingerprint.

Examining even closer on the pin badge, Naoto tried to analyse how was the pin badge being dropped onto the floor, since if one could deduce how it falls, they might be able to get the height of the suspect. However, just analysing the badge doesn’t seems to get enough information for them, so Suzu-kun proposed to them that they shall head to Leo’s room next for more investigations! (Is it me or Class 5 seems to be having fun with this? Or maybe it’s just Suzu-kun having fun with this? XD)

Class 1 was stationed at the dock, with Rui reporting to Shu and mentioned that it seems that multiples classes seems to be defying his orders and doing things differently. Shu was alright in letting them continuing on doing things their way, but Rui worried that they might end up obstructing the operation instead. Senri helped to speak up for Shu by explaining that those who were at the scenes know what they should do the best, since Class 1 themselves were not at the scenes themselves, they might not know everything that was going on there to give the best judgement on what to do.

Rui had another query that he asked Shu about, why was Class 1 giving out instructions here actually? (Yeah… They don’t have to do it at the dock actually, and could just stay at the agency office. OWO”)

Chapter 11: 消えた人たち / The Missing People

In the meanwhile, Class 3 was on standby at a warehouse, and Sosuke was complaining why they had to be on standby since he thought that they won’t be able to protect anyone if anything were to happen at in the illegal casino at that moment. (Since they’re still quite a distance from it) Kotetsu agreed with Sousuke, and asked Rudo for the reason why they were being sent on standby here.

Kotaro tried to asked them to stop asking, since the order was passed down by Shu, and not Rudo actually. But seems that Sosuke’s and Kotetsu’s questioning had Rudo to make a change, as he told them to get ready to move off. Kaname wondered why Rudo would change his orders suddenly when they were being ordered to stay here on standby, since if they were to defy Shu’s orders, they should have started way earlier and not wait until now.

Rudo doesn’t seems to want to answer them yet, but the rest of the Class 3 believed in his decisions, and decided to go along with him.

Class 6 had also defied against Shu’s order, with Shiki heading out of the detective agency and Toki following behind him, asking him why is he not following Shu’s orders. However, Shiki only gave a really weak reason that Toki found it unacceptable, though he agreed with Shiki finding it weird that “Beto” has targeted Leo instead of Shu instead as it would have been more effective if they aimed for Shu instead. Toki sighed as he grumbled that Shiki would never understand about his feelings. (These two just never gets along… =w=“)

Back to Class 7 where we’ve finally made our way into the illegal casino after going a long way down underground. Since the illegal casino was located deep underground, it’s no wonder that the detectives were unable to hear any sounds of it above ground. Kuki instructed us to hide behind the bar counter to prevent anyone from spotting us easily and asked Tsubasa what was the time now. Tsubasa answered that it’s already in the evening and there’s around an hour more to the opening of the casino. Since the staff were cleaning up and getting ready for the working day, more and more people were moving around in the casino.

Just then, Tsubasa noticed that the staff members in the casino all had the same exact badge as the one Kuki had picked up from earlier in Leo’s room. Therefore, we’re sure that these staff members were from “Beto” too. Noticing that there’s a man without a pin badge in the room, Kuki wondered who he is when an incident happened in front of our eyes.

The man was begging to the staff member to please give him more time to accumulate money to repay his debt. However, the staff spared no mercy as he held up a document, saying that they’ve now taken over his land and ordered him to leave the town, never to return again unless he would have to pay for his debt. Seeing this scenario, Kuki finally understood that this must be the reason why there’s people disappearing from this town after they’ve come to this casino, and that this is the work of “Beto”. The people who had disappeared had all accumulated a huge amount of debt from “Beto” and were all threatened and ordered to leave / “disappear” from this town.

Shiro wondered why are they doing this, though, as the people had not pay off their debt, therefore, “Beto” doesn’t get to gain any money from them if they chased these people out of the town. Tsubasa mentioned that he had heard that the man were talking about land from the conversation just now, and thus Kuki suspected that “Beto” was trying to gain more land like how politicians trying to get all their supporters in one area by gaining land in a way.

Chapter 12: 終著點 / The Finishing Point

As the time creeped closer to the opening time, Shiro started to worry and asked Kuki what they should do now, since it’s going to be a matter of time that they’re going to get discovered if they stayed here. However, Kuki asked us to wait for awhile as he contacted Shu, asking him for backup to help support him.

Class 4 who were in the normal casino by now were standby waiting for instructions until they were about to fall sleep XD Since Shu gave the signal to proceed with the operation, Mahiro started giving out instructions to Ran and Izana on what to do. Firstly, Ran would start running to the security alarm to set it off, and if anyone noticed Ran along the way, Izana would help up to stop the person. Mahiro would help both of them to assure an exit route as a support. And thus Class 4 get to work and managed to make the alarm rang off successfully in the end.

Class 7 who were on standby in the illegal casino heard the alarm going off, while Kuki assured us not to get alarmed as this was the work of Class 4 to help and support us. The members from “Beto” started to panic as they thought of the money from the casino above, and all started to leave to head to the casino above. Grabbing this chance, Kuki motioned to us to head towards to the VIP room. With the copied card key prepared, we’re all ready to head into the room.

(Kuki wanted “me” to hide behind him in case anything should happen, but he realised that he maybe too tiny to protect “me” and asked “me” to hide behind Tsubasa and Shiro instead XD)

Once inside the VIP room, we scoured around and managed to find yet another hidden door behind the shelves, and knowing that we’re getting closer to the “Boss Room”, Kuki once again went through the main priority we had for this mission. 1. To find Leo. 2. To save Leo out. There’s no 3 and 4 but there’s no. 5, all of us had to escape safe and sound! With that, we head through the door, and found ourselves facing a new character.

“You are the last boss.” (Kuki, you are really saying it as if we’re in a RPG ^^:)

And that’s all for Episode 4, whew~! I was planning on finishing this last week but somehow only managed to finish writing the 2nd half today instead~ With a new character appearing at the end of this episode, would we get to know who he is in the next epsiode? And Leo still needs us to rescue him~

Next episode would be the last episode for the main story, so this case would come to an end~ I’ll be working on it when August comes around so please look forward to it~! ^^

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