#cause that'd be enough to keep me coming back and then some

[impyssadobsessions]

DPXDC Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse "Excerpts" (Part 1?) I have more Ideas

Okay I kepy thinking about the prompt Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse I made LOL- (gonna post excerpts.) Probably wont fully write this.. as much as I like to right now LOL. If this inspires anyone to write, go for it.

"So now what? Going to vivisect me? Experiment? Rip my molecules apart like how my-Mr. Fenton keeps telling me." "Unfortunately, no." Agent K grumbles. "And its dissection, not-" Agent O tries to correct. "I maybe dead-but I'm not THAT dead." Danny rolled his eyes, flashing them at the two men in white. He can't believe any of this is happening. Oh he wished he listened to Jazz.. or Sam or Tuck more. He pulled at his ghost proof bindings, them having him ridiculously buried in the restraints. "Actually, Mr. Phantom, is it? I wanted to talk." Another bald man walks in, his suit notably black. Danny raised his eyebrow unimpressed, "What? Is it the Guys in Black and White now? Not that I'm against it, I'm all for equality, but it does seem a little off brand. I'm guessing the bleach bill is getting too high." Agent O was about to speak out- when the guy in black raised his hand to silence him. This guy only looked slightly amused, which gave Danny the creeps. "Of course not. That'd be ridiculous, though I'm not against inclusivity either. I'm Lex Luthor, and it is my recent interest in ghosts that had allowed the GIW to reach its full potential. " "So another annoying billionaire. Great."

"So you know of me? Perfect, then we can keep this simple. In truth, I am only interested in one ghost in particular." "We can capture him without involving ourselves with this scum-" "This GHOST has not only evaded my notice for YEARS, but has been stealing very valuable technology that would go beyond NASA's comprehension. Though I don't doubt your expertise, it has not come without notice that this particular ghost is seen the most-" Lex flicked his eyes down at Phantom. "With you." Agent K and O unrolled paper from their suits to reveal a picture of Plasmius. "The Wisconsin Ghost." - "Plasmius?!" Danny spoke same time the Agents did. Lex smirked at the Agents then down at Phantom. Danny took a moment to register what was going on before busting out laughing. "Really? What makes you think I'm buddy buddy with Plasmius? He's a total fruitloop and honestly- not surprise. He steals blueprints from my p---Dr. Fentons all the time." "You steal their items as well, if we recall." Agent K raised a brow. "Well-I- Just because- YOU USE THEIR BLUEPRINTS TOO!" "Enough. " Lex starting to sound annoyed, Danny felt like it was a win. Serves bastard right. Man did he hate billionaires. "I've observed your work in Amity Park. If I dare say you are quite similar to many of the masked vigilantes that plague this Earth. Even more heroic in my opinion." Danny was not biting at whatever trick Lex was pulling. Though he didn't miss the skip of his core at being recognized something other than a menace. 'He's lying to you.' he repeated in his head. Pulling on his bindings again to remember the real situation before him.

"That being said, I like you to do as heroes do and capture this criminal, then bring him to me." "Look, thanks for the compliment- but we both know I'm not seen as a hero. So why don't you quit the buttering 'cause I'm not interested in culinary and tell me what's in it for me. Even though I'm barely c-average on the best of days, I'm not dumb. I'm not doing this for free or just some lame you will be spared nonsense. Been there done that." Lex smirked again, "I'll grant you immunity from GIW and you can have your haunt back." "Wait? What?!" "But it took so long to capture him-" "IF you manage to capture Plasmius and bring him to me before GIW can." Danny glanced at the two agents as they puffed out their chests. Cocky. They really think they could capture Vlad? Then painfully reminded himself that they did catch him. "And if I don't agree?" "We DISSECT you and use you for very unethical and highly painful experiments that are legal on subjects like yourself." Agent K happily boast. "Riiiight." Danny clicked his tongue, "Add in that these guys are not allowed to be in a 50 miles radius from Amity and I'll do it." "No-" "Deal."

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Danny looped on back to the entryway as he finished swooping through every room of the manor. "Alright! Come on out Fruitloop! I know you're still here-" Just as Phantom floated down to land, he felt a hard punch in his face that sent him skidding across the room into the wall. "OOF" "Guess I should have seen that com...ming..." Danny rubbed his jaw, turning back to see who punched him. His eyes widening as he recognized the heroes he was facing. "Phantom. We're taking you into custody." "YOU CALLED THE JUSTICE LEAGUE ON ME?!" -----(Fight happens)--- Flash manages to hold Phantom, using his speeding molecules to keep Phantom from phasing through his grip. Danny gritting his teeth as the other heroes ready to capture him. Fine. If he can't phase through, he'll just phase in. Phantom uses his icy breath to freeze everything around them. Superman quickly uses his laser vision to melt the ice covering the room in mist, trying to keep themselves from being frozen. "Flash!" When the mist cleared the was no sign of him. Superman using his hearing to try and locate him- despite guarding his right side, he was kicked into the wall by Flash. Flash's eyes glowing bright green. "Well this is weird." -Proceeds to fight in Flash's body for a moment, until he gets knocked out of it. Danny's on his last legs, thinking he barely done a number on them (Not realizing he had been giving them quite a fight). Danny tries to reason again only to hear Amity Park doing great since GIW involvement. Still he isn't backing down. Even mentions Lex is backing them. He knows its only temporary peace if its really peace at all. Which he suspects is a big farce. Besides the portal still resides in Amity. GIW can't get a hold of that- portal. If he can't make them hear him out, then he'll show them why Vlad isn't just some victim. (Not realizing what Justice League may have already discovered) "Want to know why the number 2 worse billionaire is after Fruitloop?" standing up as the net placed on him burned and electrified him. It hurt so much, but he wasn't ready to quit now. Superman flew out in front of the others to block Phantom as Phantom tackled him. Phantom just uses rest of his strength to crash Superman through layers of floors til they reached the secret lab. Superman flinging Phantom into the other side of the room just as they landed, making him slam into a green tube, shattering it. The netting having dropped to the ground away from him. He coughed, shaking as a white ring dangerously popped around his waist shakily dancing, until Phantom sucked it back in. Not yet. The green ectoplasm from the tube soaking into his skin. His eyes widening as he saw what the green ectoplasm was from, jumping back with a disgust yell. He watched the clone fizzle out. "ALREADY? Really Vlad?" He shook off the creeps. "What is this?" "A Lab, du-UAHHHHHHH-" He found himself being spun around by Flash, and flung into the air where he was lassoed. Wonder Woman yanked on the rope tight, swinging him down into the opposite wall. He really was tired of being walled by them. Batman was quick to cuff him as Superman froze him in place. Danny raised a tired brow, unamused. "Are we chill now?" "No." "Thought so." ---bit more talking. Danny navigating his way through the truth of the lasso before using his wail as his last ditch effort to escape. Manages to escape through the portal as the lab collapses.

#danny fenton #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #justice league #crossover #fanfic #prompt #enemy of my enemy is the worse #lex luthor #danny phantom #dp crossover #writing excerpts

[heyitsme1040]

Don't Drown Me Out [b.b]

summary : Training in the gym, everything was going okay. Until Steve managed to knock Bucky to the floor, causing Bucky to have a flashback. His mind takes him back to what they did to him in Hydra. Slowly, reader manages to bring Bucky back to the present again, away from the painful memories that still affect Bucky. 

pairings : Bucky Barnes x Reader

warnings : PTSD flashback, discussion of torture, (if I missed anything let me know!)

word count : 800

AO3 (x)

a/n : Day twenty-eight of Comfortember is here! The prompt was ‘flashbacks’. 

You were training at the gym. Natasha was guiding you through the steps to disarm someone while they have you in a choke hold. You could see across the room, on the mat, Steve and Bucky were sparring. Bucky seemed off, Steve was landing more of his hits than usual. You kept an eye on their session while focusing on what Nat was telling you to do. When Steve landed a harsher blow, Bucky stumbled. While he was regaining his footing Steve managed to swipe Bucky’s feet out from beneath him. The instant Bucky hit the map, you were walking over to them. It wasn’t the fact that Bucky fell, but the way he landed. It was like he wasn’t here in the present. 

As you stepped onto the mat, Steve held his hand out to Bucky to help him up. Except Bucky scrambled away from the offered hand. He was trying to keep as much distance between himself and Steve as possible. Steve’s brows furrowed and he took a half step closer to Bucky. At the movement, Bucky curled in on himself like he was trying to protect his vital organs. 

“I’m sorry,” Bucky’s shaking voice whimpered out. “Please, I did my best. I’ll do better next time.”

Steve squatted, not moving any closer to Bucky’s curled up form. “Bucky.”

“I can do better, let me prove it.”

You walked behind Steve, making sure to stay in Bucky’s line of sight. You slowly walked closer to him, paying attention to Bucky’s form. As you got closer Bucky stayed still, not trying to distance himself. Holding your hands up with your palms facing Bucky, you knelt on the mat by his head before sitting fully and crossing your legs. 

“Bucky,” you lowly said, keeping your voice soft. “Can you hear me baby?”

Bucky turned his face toward you, but didn’t respond. His eyes were unfocused, but moved like he was watching something far away. 

You lightly set your hand next to his, “I need you to take a deep breath. You’re okay, love, you’re safe. You’re in the gym. It’s just me, you, Steve, and Nat in here. We’re at the compound in upstate New York.”

“New York…” Bucky slurred the word. 

“Yeah baby. We’re in New York. You were sparring with Steve, remember?”

“Steve?” 

You motioned for Steve to come closer, “He’s right here. He managed to knock you off your feet, that’s all. Everything’s okay.”

Bucky uncurled himself slightly and placed his hand on top of yours. 

“Hey pal,” Steve gave a small wave. 

You lifted your other hand to cup Bucky's check. He pulled away slightly before fully leaning into your touch. You gave him a tight smile, trying to keep yourself from falling apart. You hated how much Bucky's own mind tormented him. It was bad enough he witnessed the ghosts of his past when he was asleep, but now you wondered how often they haunted him while awake.

Bucky took a deep breath and wet his lips, "When am I?”

"It's the twenty-first century.” Steve spoke up. "And you've been free for a few years now.”

You stroked Bucky's check with your thumb. His stubble scratched nicely under your touch. "Can you tell us where you were just now?”

Bucky shivered despite the sweat clinging to him. "I was in the training cage. Back in some Hydra base. They used to have their best agents fight me. I was meant to fight them to the death, and they were told to beat me until I passed out. When I'd lose, I'd wake up strapped to a metal chair. That'd shock me. Except it was different.” 

"Baby,” your voice trailed off, your heart aching for him.

“They weren't wiping me to start over. They were punishing me. They only stopped when I passed out from seizing. That's how they discovered it takes my body longer to heal my mind than it did the rest of me.”

You wrapped your arms around him. You didn't care that the two of you were laying on a sweaty mat. You didn't care that Nat and Steve could see you clearly clinging onto Bucky. All that mattered was having Bucky close to you. You clung to him, trying to protect him from monsters that were no longer around. Bucky wrapped his arms around you, pressing you as close to him as possible.

"You're safe,” you couldn't tell which one of you your words were meant to comfort.

Bucky nodded against you. The two of you stayed there, present in the moment. You heard the door to the gym close, informing you of Nat and Steve leaving.

“I'm so sorry you had to go through that,” you spoke into his neck.

Bucky squeezed you tighter, "If it means I got you, then it was worth it. Every single time.”

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The time has finally come, @girlsonlytreehouse !!!

Today I shall share with you the fruits of my work. But first, allow me to take you on a journey I myself have been through while counting all of this shit down.

First things first, I decided to count the rolls in the context of the characters rather than the people playing them, simply because the luck of the actual people could not be measured accurately if I only take Riptide into consideration (and also I thought it would be more fun). The guys have several different campaigns, some that I do not have access to, so I've decided to seperate all their Riptide rolls into characters they play instead, cause then we can clearly see which character is the luckiest. But ofc if you want this to be attributed differently, the data remains unchanged, so that way you all can interpret the results however you wanted and still have all the info you need on hand.

Another issue were the advantage/disadvantage rolls. When a character rolls at advantage, they roll twice and the only roll that counts is the one that was higher, while the other is discarded and the opposite goes for disadvantage. So for example if you roll at Disadvantage and you roll a nat 20 and a 2, that nat 20 technically doesn't matter. Despite that I decided to count each adv/disadv roll anyway, because despite the fact that it does not count, it was still physically ROLLED, which means it contributes to the character's overall pool of luck. I tried to separate them at first so you guys can make your own decision whether to add them or not, but in the end I decided against it cause it was insanely hard to keep up with. There were just too many and too often, which led me to believe that it was fair enough to count everything as long as they actually rolled a dice.

Which brings me to the last complication, which is of course Gillion's Prophetic Screwup. At the beginning of the campaign Gillion was able to exchange anything that he actually rolled into a nat 20, and in return the DM can change any roll he does afterwards into a nat 1. That way there was supposed to be an equal number of wild unrolled nat 20's and nat 1's to balance Gillion out back to 0, but it didn't turn out this way. In more cases than not, Grizzly would either forget or fail to find a good place to screw Gillion over, so the ability bacame much too unbalanced. So they changed it somwhere in the middle of Edison Kingdom Arc. From then on, if Gill rolled anything from 1-10 it would automatically become a nat 1, and if he rolled from 11-20, that'd be a nat 20 instead. Either way these rolls had nothing to do with luck, as he wasn't actually rolling anything, thus I decided not to count these 'artificial' nat 20's/1's. However I did keep track of them nonetheless and I'll still give you the number of those, just separately, and from then on you guys can make your own decision on whether or not you wish to count it.

OOOFFF ALRIGHT.

Without further ado, here are the nat 20's results (up to ep106):

Gillion: 52

Chip: 58

Jay: 55

Goobleck: 8

Surprised? Yeah I was as well. First things first I never expected this to be this close. And never in my right mind could I possibly predict that it would he CHIP of all people to have the highest score here. But I've seen it with my own eyes. And tell you what. Jay had this in the bag for most of the damn series. She would consistently roll good and always when you need a good roll the most. There were times when she would have such a massive lead it was unthinkable she could loose it. But then she would just kinda...stop rolling good for a bit and allow the other two to catch up. It just wasn't as visble if you don't pay much attention, but I thought it to be cute. It's as she was waiting for them <3 But she was still mostly leading. It was only the current arc that made Chip surpass her. After his terrible luck in Feywilde, he bounced back so strongly right after, that he managed to jump in front of the luck queen herself.

And now I bet you're curious about the other side of the coin. Give it up for natural 1's!:

Gillion: 55

Chip: 53

Jay: 52

Goobleck: 1

You see, I kind of expected it to be Gill, but I need you guys to know that this wasn't the case at all times. Jay? Yes. If there is one thing that's consistent is that she had the lowest amount of natural 1s at all times almost, but the person that was suffering from nat 1 curse for a long while was Chip. In the Feywilde Arc he would be so far ahead of everyone, that I was genuinely sure that there is no way anyone catches up to him. But then he popped off in the next arc with nat 20's and Gillion? Oh my gosh, Gillion didn't disappoint. I've never seen a man fail this much let me tell you XD He ended up with the least nat 20's as well, but I thought the difference would be much higher until he didn't roll 4 fucking nat 20s in ep 100 and then this double nat 20 attack roll in the Black Sea whduihdius AND HE CAUGHT UP AS WELL, more or less.

Idunno, maybe this is just how luck works, but it truly seems that the trio shares their successes and burdens almost equally. They support each other and in return fate has their backs as well. Honestly I couldn't have hoped for better results. Also can we give shout out to Goobleck, the true MVP? He's been on the show only for a while but look at this nat1 - nat20 ratio!!! Go goop man goo!!!

So now for the additional stuff that I also counted just for fun:

*Prophethic screwup nats:

Before the rules changed Gillion replaced 8 of his rolls into natural 20s, and in return Grizzly replaced 3 of his rolls into natural 1s.

After the rules changed he only got high enough number for 4 nat 20s, and a low enough number for 7 nat 1s.

So that together makes additional 12 nat 20s and 10 nat 1s from the prophetic screwup alone. I don't think they should be added, but the numbers are there so feel free to do whatever you want with them :)

Downs and death saves:

Throughout the campaign Gillion went down 14 times and rolled 8 death saves.

Chip went down 6 times and rolled 4 death saves.

Jay went down 4 times and rolled 3 death saves.

No shocker here, Gillion dies a lot XD

Knights:

In their journey Gillion knighted 4 people: Julien Booker, Clorton, Garrieth and Duke.

Corruption score:

Thus far each character has the following amount of corruption points (Black Sea):

Gillion: 0

Chip: 2

Jay: 3

Queen: 1

Gryffon: 2 (i think, unsure abt that one, may edit later XD)

Earl: 1

That is all I have for now. I may be clinically insane :)

Good day to everyone and I hope you found this data interesting. Take care <3

#jrwi riptide #just roll with it #gillion jrwi #chip jrwi #jay jrwi #gillion tidestrider #jay ferin #jrwi goobleck #math???? #i guess #insane autistic person talks about statistics for a looong time #if anyone wants something else counted i' m right here fam #GIVE ME A REASON TO REWATCH ALL OF RIPTIDE FOR THE FOURTH TIME I DARE YOU

[jjwho]

What You Need To Hear RN.

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Pile 1

Cards pulled out: Seven of cups, Nine of cups, The highpriestess and Five of cups

You have a lot of options laid in front of you or are coming in, but it may have not been the thing or option you have been seeking, but it could be something that's taking you on the right path, but I see you being upset or more focused on this other option you'd like have instead of looking at these many options being given to you. The way you may be looking at your situation right now might be you only seeing yourself having to take this path step by step in your way, but you may not understand that these other options will lead you to your future dreams or your future career path ect ect where you're actually happy doing what you're doing. Be okay with not knowing what's coming towards you and learn to not be so upset and stuck on the last because you weren't able to take the path "that was right for you", because there's a reason why you weren't able to take that path and that's why you have many options coming in now or are in front of you now, because your path is taking you to a different place which will still keep you happy in the end with your true dreams coming true in the end.

Signs: white butterflies, red wine, stars, Aries, virgo, pisces and Sagittarius. Green vines, 777, 333

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Pile 2

Cards pulled out: Five of cups, five of swords, hermit and four of wands

Omg, I literally wrote this whole bitch ass thing out and it didn't save. Idk maybe that'd how you've been feeling lately pile 2. Anyways so let me try to retype everything exactly as how I remembered it if I can remember. You may have been going through some unexpected changed or something unexpected might have been stoned upon you so that had you really depressed and not feeling good at all causing you to want to surrender and give up to your circumstances that are put on you and you just feel so destroyed. It's time for you to really look back at this and really think is this is the right decision and just give time to yourself to reflect and think things through as you should know that you hold so much power and it might seem that you don't but you do, take pride in your achievements and take back what's yours from the people whether it's fake friends, or bitchass family members, take back what's yours. Honestly. Likeee. Better your self esteem girl you need it and celebrate what you've gone through and achieved with some real friends and family and their support will give you enough courage to take back what's yours with sass.

Signs:Violet blue, green eyes, green apples, parachute song.

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Pile 3

Cards pulled out: Four of swords, seven of pentacles, five of pentacles and the lovers

Pile 3 you need to rest-

You've been working really hard and you should take a break, you could be working off financial debts or student loan debts and we get that but that can cause you to go off balance, you should learn to work and also give yourself time to rest cause you gave yourself a lot of anxiety and sleepless nights and are disturbing your studying or just your normal life routine. Learn how to ask people for help if you need, don't assume you can handle everything at once. If a person truly cares about you they'd help without a second thought. But mainly learn how to be in harmony with your body, mind and soul and self care is essential for you to step up girlie.

That's all that's coming through so the reading is super short

Signs: cereal, white wans, documentaries, student in university, medical field.

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Pile 4

Cards pulled out:six of cups, queen of cups, lovers and ace of pentacles

Pile 4 it seems like love and stability is coming in for you. With love to come in you may need to emotionally heal yourself and reflect on your childhood and childhood trauma and maybe connect with your inner child or you next partner may be someone who reminds you of your childhood and that's why spirits wants you to heal on your last as you may try to run away from this lover or get triggered by this person. Be more gentle with yourself and be aware of your own emotional needs and don't shame yourself for having needs. I see you needing stability when it comes to these things before your next partner can come in. But that's all im getting pile 4

Signs: Aries, blue moon, riviera, ocean, water, blue glass, dark roses

#tarot community #astrology #free tarot #pick a pile #intuitive readings #psychic readings #tarot deck #pick an image #free readings #pick a pile reading #pac #pick a card #advice tarot

[theesirenteller]

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫

ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧ ! ! DO NOT READ WHAT'S STATED BELOW IF YOU"RE TRIGGED ➷ ➷

【 This chapter contains Gun Violence, Abuse both psychological & physical】

Chapter Five; 𝕴𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊 | Masterlist

"We have a problem."

"We? No, you have a problem."

"Oh no, we have a problem."

"And how does my cousin banging some stripper affect me?" Nick questioned with a chastising grin. 

Over the last month, Christopher and Epiphany had been more friendly in the public eye. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were seeing one another or at least messing around. Annie had yet to tell Beth about Epiphany's casual bragging about her and Christopher's sex life. Despite Beth being her older sister, Annie didn't want to be seen as a rat or lose someone she had considered a friend. She liked having Epiphany as a friend and didn't want her relationship spilling into her sisterhood. On the flip side, Beth took notice of just about everything Rio did. He wasn't one to be flashy or make a scene. His behavior over the course of the three years she'd known him was either consistent or spontaneous. Nowadays he'd drop by the club more often and never on the days when Epiphany wasn't working. Drop and pick-up days were whenever Epiphany worked. The two would share smiles at one another from across the room. He would stay to watch her perform solos on stage and then they'd share a drink at the bar. Or Beth would see him leave and then Epiphany would leave right after. If not that, it was the shared touches. His hand would pat her back on his way out or if he was close enough, Epiphany would kiss him on the cheek.

And Beth loathed it all.

Keeping your friends close and your enemies closer was something that Nick learned and lived by. After Beth had set him up to be locked up and he'd gotten her back 'where it hurts' things were back to 'normal'. Well, as normal as he and his brother wanted things to be. The blonde councilwoman at her beck and call, open to being bent in whichever direction they could push her in. The brothers were still playing the long game with her. Beth was the perfect spokesperson to appeal to rich, white, privileged investors in across states better than Nick could. And when things go to shit, Beth is set to have a hard time. Both Rio and Nick would be sure of it.

"It affects you because it affects me," she hissed, "I'm not close to him like that and I doubt you two are close after…last year's events." A teasing glint in her eye and a smug smirk laid across her thin lips as she saw Nick's smile slowly diminish. "Anyway," She started off with a higher pitched voice and chirpy tone, "Your cousin, brother, whatever is involved with the Japanese. I don't know what the details are but I want in. "

"You want a percentage of that deal." Nick clarified while he relaxed back in his office seat, "How do you know he's even in business with them?"

"He moved eight SUV trucks filled with Japanese yen through my strip club and my second dealership." She informed before shrugging her shoulders with a subtle hair flip, "We're partners, it's only fair that I'm cut in."

Nick looked at her with amusement in his eyes. He was amused but still impressed with how far she had come. She was more like him than she could ever admit, if not worse, "Right," he replied casually with a slight nod."I can't be involved, that'd be a conflict of interest-" 

He was quickly cut off by Beth, "How? This affects you because then we have nothing to pin on him with the feds!"

"It's personal. I don't know how close they are or how he feels about this chick. So either one of us removing her without motive causes unnecessary heat. You can't just kill her because he'd banging her," Nick replied with a raised voice and sharp tone. He didn't miss the way her eyes widened, or how she gulped and clenched her jaw. Her discomfort was loud without words needing to be said,  "You're gonna have to create a shadow. Set her up in some way, get photos, and then you get rid of her. That'll be your reason and he'll have to understand because it's just business. Take a page out of his book." he advised.

Beth quickly grabbed her designer tote bag and stood up, "Well thank you, councilman, I heard you loud and clear." and with her passive-aggressive statement she spun on her heel and strutted out of his office.

"Happy to help, Councilwoman!"Nick ridiculed behind her with a chuckle just before the door shut.

When she arrived at her home, Beth had done exactly like she was told but not without adding her own details. Beth had a four-bedroom, two-bathroom luxurious home in a more upscale area of the suburbs of Detroit. She lived in luxury now with her new position and she enjoyed the space that was solely hers. Seeing her children every other weekend was good enough for her, nowadays. Her old life felt like another world but she couldn't deny that she didn't miss it. She was powerful now. She was somebody who people either loved or feared. She felt invincible. "Annie, could you come down here for a second?!" 

"What's up?" the short-haired dirty blonde questioned a few minutes later. 

"Hey, do you think you could set up lunch between your little stripper friend and me?" Beth asked, " I'm thinking that Ruby and you need to be there as well."

"Yeah sure, but uh what for?" Annie replied as she raised her bushy eyebrows.

"Just lunch," her voice softened as her eyes lowered to a more 'saddened' look, "I have to talk to her about Rio. He's dangerous and I don't want her ending up like Lucy," she sighed with faux-sorrow.

"Or is it that you're jealous." Annie smirked and wiggled her brows. 

"Oh please, Annie," Beth rolled her eyes, " I am not jealous of some bimbo stripper hooking up with him. Believe me, she's keeping him out of my hair."

"Mhmm, whatever you say," Annie teased with a sing-a-song tone, "But yeah I'll set it up."

And she did just that. Annie had set up a lunch date the following weekend with Epiphany at Tony's diner. Saturday afternoon to be exact. Epiphany had gotten ready at Christopher's apartment. It'd become a routine for the pair to hook up in the middle of the day instead of grabbing lunch. Sometimes, a quick lunch date was after an hour of indulging in each other's bodies. As usual, Christopher had left first then thirty minutes later, Epiphany had left. 

She had gotten into an Uber and two of Christopher's henchmen weren't far behind. They tailed behind unbeknownst to her, all the way to the diner. As soon as she walked in and the suburban mothers spotted her, almost immediately judgment flashed across their eyes. Their eyes ranked her attire thaat consisted of; A short green-camo mini skirt with green sequin scattered across it,  a tight-fitted white cropped camisole that read 'AS IF' in big bold gold letters, a dark green jean bolero jacket, and knee–high heeled boots hugged her thighs.

"Oh hell no…"Ruby scoffed. 

"Geez, you can take the girl outta of the strip-club but can't take the club out of the girl,"Beth added.

"Wow…uh…that's a lot for lunch," Annie cringed and bit at her lip.

Epiphany raised her left eyebrow as she looked at the three women before her eyes narrowed in on Annie, "I thought you said we were having brunch. As just the two of us."She proceeds to take a seat in the booth seat across from the trio. Her arms soon folded under her ample breasts as an expression remained unmoved.

"I know and I'm sorry I didn't clarify there would be more than just the two of us but-" Annie was cut off by Epiphany in the midst of trying to apologize and explain herself.

"But, you wanted to ambush me." Epiphany stated in a matter-of-fact tone, straightening her shoulders back as she sat up straighter,

"We're not here to fire you," Ruby stated.

"No. Not at all!" Annie protested.

"Look, we're just here to talk to you," Beth sighed, "To warn you."

"Oh? About what? Is the club shutting down?" Epiphany questioned them, her eyes moving across the three women back and forth until they settled in on Beth.

"Look Epiphany, I know we haven't exactly seen eye to eye-" Beth attempted to reason but was cut off.

"We haven't?" Epiphany mocked with a higher pitch to her voice and a slight head tilt, "...Why would you think that?"

"Well we haven't had a full conversation over a cup of cof-" Beth giggled before she was cut off once again.

"And who's fault would that be? I've never thought we had beef. In fact," Epiphany licked across her bottom lip as her eyes swept up and down the Detroit council woman's face, "I don't think of you at all."

A look of bewilderment washed over the three women's faces. The nostrils of Beth's nose flared and her peach lipstick-covered lips curled. Before anyone could utter a word, the waitress came trotting over, "What will y'all be having?" she asked with an impatient tone.

"Well, all have Cobb salads." Beth ordered for everyone but Epiphany quickly jumped in after to switch her order, "I'll just take a black coffee."

"Look here, we're trying to warn you that you're getting involved with a very dangerous man." Beth hissed before rambling on, "You don't know the vile, horrible things he's done to people. Like our friend Lucy, he seduced her with his kindness only to kill her when she was no longer of use to him. And me, he's used sex and exploration to control my every move. It took me outsmarting him many times to get out of being murdered by him."

"And he kidnapped me!" Annie was quick to mention.

Epiphany's lips stretched at the sides into a tight smile before she started to laugh. her laugh came off as a subtle and serene giggle, "Who are you even talking about? Who is he?"

"Oh for the love god, the gang leader that's going to pound town on you!!" Ruby sighed in annoyance.

"Rio."

"Gangfriend!"

Annie and Beth both said different names at once. That was when Epiphany knew it was time to go. She had heard enough. "Sounds like you ladies have got whoever's fucking me mixed up with whatever you've got going on." She said as she stood up from her seat, "If the person you know is so horrible, why not get restraining orders? and dip out? Or I don't know…get rid of the person?" Epiphany suggested as she got out of the booth. She then proceeded to turn around and start heading out of the diner.

"Girls a lost cause." Ruby sighed.

" Good riddance." Beth scoffed.

"What do you think we should do now?' Annie asked as they watched Epiphany walk down the street from the window. 

"Plan B," Beth smirked before pulling out her phone.

Their words didn't fall on deaf ears. Epiphany thought of what they had said throughout her day on campus. She sat through her lecture in airplane mode. Denting her pen with bite marks she stared aimlessly out the fourth-floor window. These claims…these accusations…they sounded familiar. Eerily familiar. 

'Watch yourself'

'Cassius did a number on his last girl, Está locõ. Un Díablo.' 

'Do you even know what his family does to people? You don't wanna marry into that.'

The images of Cassius's brown skin covered in black and blue reddened flesh from fingernails that broke his skin. The screams and cries of men being burned alive, of it replayed in her mind. Or how the boys who spared her glance and shot her a smile at The Kitty Box ended up disappearing left & right.  'Was Chris similar? Or was he worse?' Epiphany wondered to herself throughout the day.  Why was it that she attracted dangerous men? And why did she find such jovial comfort in that? A sense of security and importance. After all, it's what she always dreamed of. She dreamed of having the life of women like Elvira Hancock, Carmela Soprano, and of course, Ginger McKenna. 

The remainder of her time in lectures blew by in the blink of an eye. Since she couldn't be bothered to pay attention in class, Epiphany decided to settle herself in a cafe on campus with a series of notes that she brought from one of her classmates.

"Hmph…I always thought you only looked best on your back but this is a slightly nicer view."

Cassius. Surely, Epiphany must've been hearing things. She didn't dare peel her eyes away from the notes that laid against the table. Her mouth grew dry. Then her palms grew sweaty. The underneath of her breasts began to moisten. Only hot air escaped her lips as she breathed outwards. He wasn't here. He couldn't be here. But he was here. In Detroit. In a cafe on the campus where she attended. And he sat right across from her. His sandy-brown-tanned hand reached over and laid upon hers. Epiphany let out a choked moan of pain, of agony. It felt as though he had burned her with a hot iron. His skin was always hot. Very hot as if he had a furnace built within his body. As she snatched her hand away, Epiphany's eyes finally settled on him. He looked exactly the same as the day she left him. Shiny bald head, Smooth, poreless brown skin, and a full, thick goatee that nearly covered his lips. He was dressed like a reaper, in all black from his leather parka-jacket to his Timberland boots.

"What the fuck are you doing here." Epiphany had finally gotten the courage to say, with her shoulders back and a sharpness to her tone, "Better yet, who told you I was here? My mother?" 

To this, Cassius scoffed, "A whore like that doesn't care for her child overnight, don't flatter yourself." He then folded his large hands together on the table. The diamonds within his chunky rings reflected off of the silverware on the table, "You called me."

"And why would I do that?" She questioned with a tilt of her head slightly to the side, her eyes nor her face gave away that she was shocked. Epiphany sat there with a stoic expression. Never would she have called him. She left Las Vegas behind and everyone in it for a reason. To be normal. As normal as a girl with a not-so-stellar past could be. But, she was only twenty-three and tried to remind herself that life was only just starting. Her childhood felt like adulthood but this era of her was her freedom. 

"Because you need me. You said it over the phone. You said what I already know. You can't live without me, you and I both know you can not function in a civilized world without being taken care of. Look at your job now, A whore on a pole." He tsked and shook his head. Cassius as always thought so low of women. Especially those who worked in the sex work or entertainment industry. Yet he and his family endorsed it all. They funded all if not the majority of the clubs in Dubai and Los Vegas. Or at least that's what he and her mother told her. 

And his words angered her. It made her blood boil and her skin crawl. Her teeth dug into the meaty flesh of her bottom lip as she stared across the table at him. Her mouth was no longer dry as she collected spit from the sides of her mouth before she hawked spit in his eye, "Hijo de puta! Even with all the money in the world, you're still a useless trick with nothing to offer but your money. You're lower than a whore."

Cassius's ears grew reddened as the corners of his jaw tightened in. His bushy brows started to narrow in as he got up at the same time she had. Only, he flipped over the cafe table causing a squad of campus security to bum rush into the spot. The man began cursing in Arabic as he lunged for her but Epiphany was quicker than him. She ran behind security and they tackled him to the floor. Her day had gone from annoying to bad. How did he find her? He said he had spoken to her and that she discussed needing him. These were the questions that plagued her mind as she was placed in the counselor's office alongside the police. She filled out various forms before the restraining order was put in. 

None of the day's events made sense. Beth, Annie, and their friend had no business 'warning' her about Christopher or as they called him, Rio. Rio had no knowledge of her and Epiphany wasn't important enough for his enemies to track down her ex to 'take her back'; Somehow, she felt like Beth was involved. Why, other than petty jealousy? Epiphany had no clue. It all overwhelmed her. The web of backstabbing, sex, personal gain, and who knew what else. Everything that transpired within the last three hours had caused Epiphany to form a severe headache along with body pain. Stress started to take a toll on her body. And after questioning and fillings were done, she was driven to her apartment and taken upstairs by police.

The moment that she got inside, she flopped herself across the couch; and let her mind go numb.

The scent of sewer water, shit, along with the feeling of a warm hand against her cheek had awoken Epiphany from her deep slumber. Her groggy eyes slowly opened and as her vision became clear, Christopher stood in front of her. She was seated on a wonky metal chair in an underground area that looked like a sewer storage locker. Epiphany, winced at the sight of her new setting and instantly latched her hands onto his forearms and stood up on her feet, "Chris? Chris what's going on?" she whimpered in fear.

His usually big brown eyes were dark. And the subtle smirk on his lips made her grow weary with fear. This was the first time she felt truly intimidated by him. His stature; The way he towered over her five foot two frame with his six foot one. Tears started to form at the corners of her eyes as her chest began to rise and fall quickly, "P-please..please don't hurt me." she begged. Not him. Anyone but him. He was the only aspect of her life that made her feel alive. His gentleness, The romance he brought to her life in such a short amount of time was overwhelming and she feared that ending more than her own death.

"Shh, relax. I'm not gonna hurt you, baby," his tone was mellow as he raised his left hand and laid it against the sides of her face. Christopher dipped his head down, his narrow nose brushing along her button one. His fingers gently caressed the side of her chubby cheek and side of her jaw, "But you tryna hurt me." his once gentle tone darkened, lowering to a baritone octave that sent chills down her spin. Before Epiphany could protest, she felt the coolness of metal riding up the middle of her breasts. His signature golden Glock kissed her bare skin, firmly pressed to the side of her temple. This caused a sequel to escape her lips and before she could utter any type of rebuttal, he hushed her with his lips placed on hers. The kiss was gentle, sweet, and slow. His right arm wrapped around her waist.

Epiphany didn't know whether to grasp him closer or fight him off. But what she could feel was his heart pounding like a punch against hers.

It all felt so surreal. Like a nightmare and wet dream all at once. Gentleness mixed in with the threat of violence. All she could feel was fear and confusion. Epiphany's body trembled against his. And she knew he felt. He had to have felt her. Her fear, her anxiety, her heart.

"Why do I got the feeling that…you're gonna be the bullet that puts a hole in my head, hm?" he hummed against her mouth with the slickness of a snake. He moved the barrel of the gun from her temple to his when he mentioned 'hole in my head' before laying back to her temple. Her tears sprinkled onto his cheek, "Did you get enough info on me to run it back to those bitches?"

"Wha-? You think I'm Beth's rat?"

Her pushing up into a frowning pout as she looked directly into his eyes. Her eyes of uncertainty changed to a look of disbelief, "Why?"

"I could ask you the same thing. That little lunch date looked real interesting,". Christopher hissed and with each movement his lips made, she could feel the brush against her mouth.

"Oh, Rio it was." she rolled her r's when she seethed his name, "Annie set me up with Beth to warn me about you."

He stood still and the menacing look he once possessed of narrowed eyes, a tightly clenched jaw, and striking eye contact had slowly begun to relax. The crease between his brows slowly smoothed out. His eyes flicked back and forth between looking at her and looking above her head. Christopher was debating. Not only with her but with himself. "And what did she say?" She, Beth. He didn't care for what the other two stiffs spoke about because it usually was a rehearsal of what she said.

"The short version? You're a fucking serial killer who uses sex and manipulation to exploit and get what you want, the long version? a lot of secrets were spilled out in the open." Epiphany replied, she spoke through her nose with a slight whisper to her voice.

An ounce of a smirk peeled on the right corner of his lips as he rolled the gun along the side of her neck. He didn't confirm or deny but he coyly asked, "What you think about that mama?"

"I'm thinking what the fuck does that have to do with me and you and why you have a gun to my head?!" she cried out, anger laced in her outburst. Her hands shook at her sides as she didn't push him away due to the gun. The fear of it going off in her face or throat was far greater than her anger. "I'm not involved!" she protested.

"Oh no, see you've been involved sweetheart." Christopher argued, "It's just a matter of whose side you're on."

Fool him once, shame on them. Fool him twice, shame on him….there wouldn't be a third time. Christopher was no fool and the moment the Boland woman walked into his life was when he realized he'd gotten a big…soft. And Epiphany just seemed eerily close to business for his liking. He needed undying loyalty, control, and if she was truly for him then he needed her in line. Love could come later…after sacrifice.

"Unless…" Christopher began to chuckle but the sound wasn't from happiness, "Unless you don't wanna be involved then you can leave right now." he took a few steps away from her and aimed the gun at the dark, wet hallway to the left.

Epiphany's eyebrows knitted together as she looked up at him in confusion. His play on words and attitude switch was causing gears to twist and bend in her mind. They spent every day together. If not day then night. Leave where?

Blinking rapidly as she stood there. She didn't move. She only stared at him. "What do you mean? " she questioned before licking at her lips, "Wi-...will I see you later?" uncertainty in her voice. And his smile made her stomach twist and turn, "You do mean I don't have to be involved with the club right or with whatever shit you've got going on with those women…right?"

She needed clarification and he gave her none of that. "Nah darlin, I'm afraid this is the end of line for us. You're off the hook." He dismissed her casually. His tone is deep and delicate. It was almost like a goodbye kiss. But he never moved, his eyes still settled in on her like a lion waiting to be challenged. Which let Epiphany know he wasn't done.

"No."

"No?" He challenged with a slight head tilt as his eyes looked her over.

Despie how fearful, how anxious she felt, Epiphany still chose to stand her ground and challenge him, "The moment I turn around you'll put a bullet to my head. Because you don't believe I'm not involved con esa perra concejal" (with that bitch councilwoman)

Sassily, she crossed her arms against her chest and cocked her hip slightly to the side as she stared at him. "Even if you don't kill me-"

"How bout you kill for me?" He proposed.

Epiphany's eyes widened as Christopher stalked towards her. "Come on champ." His hand latched to the back of her neck, forcefully making her walk in front of him down the dark tunnel. She followed him with stumbling feet and squinted her eyes in an attempt to see where they were going.

And then Christopher began to whistle and a light turned on in one of the rooms. Epiphany was led into that room and came face to face with Cassius. He'd been hung upside down with his hands and feet taped up. His left eye was swollen shut, shaded in dark plum purple and blue. His right eye was completely gorged out, by the looks of it…he'd been burned. "Actually, I shouldn't have said to kill for me. It's for you, a gift." he chuckled, "I thought the unmarked SUV was the fed tailing you but turns out it's this sorry looking Hijo de puta."

Epiphany cried as she looked at her ex-lover in horror. Sure, he was fucking vile. And everyone eventually would die. But, she couldn't take a life. "Chris, no. Please no, I can't." She weeped.

Christopher tilted his head back and inhaled deeply before he slowly straightened up and eyed her, "You will." he swiveled the gun around his finger and then offered it towards her. "He's your problem and you gotta get rid of em'. "

"You think he's gonna let you go? A girl like you…" his eyes trailed her body from top to bottom in admiration with a sinister smirk, "Ain't easy to let go."

"Someone will come looking for him!" She protested, "He's well connected in Vegas, his parents own everything."

"He ain't shit but a bootleg con artist. A janky ass car salesman at best." Christopher revealed with a dismissive tone. He then grasped her jaw in his hand with a gentle touch. Once Epiphany looked in his eyes, he leaned his head down and whispered "Do it. You don't gotta worry bout nothing else, I'll handle it. I take care of what's mine." His tone was reassuring.

"And I'm yours?" She sniffled with a flustered, wet face.

"Only if you wanna be." He rasped as he laid the gun firmly in her hand.

Breathing in deeply, She held it with two hands. Christopher switched from being beside her to standing behind her. His hands laid over hers as he steadied her arms up. His feet nudged her legs open and pushed one of her feet forward.

"Come on mamitá, show me how much you want this." She could feel his warm breath in her ear, a gentle caress of his nose nudging at the side of her earlobe. "Make me proud."

Her head hurts so bad, her chest aches as the vile metallic taste jumbles up in the back of her mouth. Christopher, Rio was all that they said he was but worse. But, she wanted him. She wanted him to stay. She wanted him to keep making her feel seen, wanted, cared for, and maybe even loved. Cassius was right. She couldn't function in a world without being taken care of. Not because she lacked the skill set or had any type of disability holding her back. No, it was because she didn't want to. Her hands gripped the base of the gun. Its heavyweight in her small hands felt as though she was holding someone's heart in her hands. And in a way she was. She was holding someone's lifeline.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

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[figgrrr0]

Hey hey Im back again!! I hope youre still open for accepting headcanon requests <33 this time i wanna req What is it like for Heizou, Xiao and venti (seperate) to date a fem!reader who is taller than them? (Nsfw or sfw is fine!)

Their girlfriend is taller than them

Characters: Heizou, Xiao, Venti // Reader: Female

Genre: Smut, only fluff for Xiao // CWs next to the corresponding character

Heizou

Cw: Body worship, height difference, mentioned high heels

• Would forget how tall you are until he walks up to you and is eye level with your chest. This would happen almost every single time. It doesn't even matter if you've got any skin showing, just the realisation of how tall you are compared to him will make him temporarily short-circuit. Heizou would lose all the confidence he'd strode up with, mentally criticising himself for forgetting, when, one: you're literally his girlfriend; he sees you every day! How could he forget? And two: it's his job to file away information about people and be able to recall it all in a moment's notice! The only way to stop him from kicking himself for this, is to bring his attention back to you. Now, this could very easily be done just by laughing a little at the annoyed expression on his face, but some good old physical touch will do the job even better. Though, this will also restore his boldness, so watch out, cause Heizou has a full arsenal of tactics to turn the nervousness back onto you.

• Because of how easy to reach they are, Heizou would be worshipping your breasts daily. I mean, they're the perfect height for him to just smush his face into. Not only that, I think he'd have a thing for just your overall height. Some of your limbs are obviously going to be longer than his own (arms, legs, torso, etc.), and the difference is going to be so interesting to him, plus its extra space for him to kiss and explore. Bonus points if you ever wear high heels. I really can't figure out why but I just think that Heizou would have a thing for height differences to his own disadvantage, but at the same time that'd just make him want to try and keep the control even more. It'd give him a pleasurable power trip.

Xiao

Cw: Slight strength kink? Maybe a little, apart from that it's just fluff. Cuddling, clothes stealing.

• Your height would be oddly comforting to Xiao. He'd feel safer in your presence than most others, but he loves how easy it is for you to completely wrap yourself around his body when you're cuddling up together (I am a firm believer that Xiao is a little spoon. Fight me). Your arms and legs would be able to trap him, and though he isn't used to the touch, even just the thought of leaving to go and fulfill his duties isn't as appealing as feeling your body caging him in. But, what's even better, is that, despite how strong he is thanks to his powers as a yaksha, there's a possibility that if you were to lock your arms and legs together around him, he might find it harder to escape than expected... he's almost tempted to try it out one of these days.

• Oh, your clothes are big enough to fit him? Too big? Yeah, you're coming home to Xiao absolutely drowning in your sweaters. They're comfy, warm, and they remind him of you. Could he possibly get any cuter?! Probably, but he's feeling a little too shy at being caught stealing your clothes. He'd try making up an excuse, and a very poor one at that, but please don't let him take it off. After that first day, you likely won't see him wearing your clothes for about a month after that; but gradually, it just becomes something that you come home to more often than not, to the point that if he's not wearing some article of your clothing, you'll start to get worried that he's upset with you, as rare as that would be.

Venti

Cw: Groping, role reversal, implied cross-dressing

• We all know that Venti would use any and all excuses that he could find to slip his hands under your clothes, shamelessly groping whatever skin his fingers can touch; usually your thighs or boobs, but even just feeling the heat from your stomach is fine (except for the fact that he always does it when his hands are extremely cold...). Unfortunately for you, this is usually just a ploy for him to be able to tickle you once you let your guard down. Being taller than him just gives him easier access, how is he supposed to resist?! And, he won't even need to use as strong of a gust of wind to see up your skirt... your height is doing half of the work already!

• He would be an absolute menace. Suddenly, every single item that he needs is too high up for him to reach... I wonder how that happened? Oh well, who cares? Cause now he needs your help to get it down! He likes playing up how much stronger your stature would imply that you are compared to him (even though he is a literal archon...). He's not-so-secretly turned on by the role reversal, since the guy in a relationship is most commonly the taller. But, you being taller than him and being able to help him with everything so easily is a one way ticket to unlocking his brattiness and laziness all mixed together. And, if you go along with his little games long enough? Well. I think it could potentially escalate to Venti trying on some skirts for you and making the role reversal even more prominent...

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Thank you for reading! 🩷

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[leahrintarou]

☠︎︎ DAY SIX: COCKWARMING FT. AKAASHI

☠︎︎ WARNINGS: fluff, fem reader, cockwarming, neutral dominance/submission, sleepy sex

☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 710+

"i'll be done in about thirty more minutes. you can go ahead and get in bed, n/n"

those were the words that'd left the mouth of her lover before she'd gone upstairs to wait for the warmth of his familiar figure to soon encase her but instead, after an hour, she still resided on the bed alone.

lazily getting up from their shared space, y/n made her way down the stairs and into the dimly illuminated office only to be met with the tired eyes of akaashi. "i thought you'd be asleep by now"

"you said you'd be done in thirty minutes. it's been an hour" akaashi heard the annoyance and exhaustion seeping through her tone all at once, causing him to let out a small sigh. "i know, love. i'm trying to get extra work done so we can have the day to ourselves tomorrow."

akaashi's gaze fell upon the loosely hanging strap of y/n's silk slip, making her adjust it to correctly rest on her shoulder. acknowledging the fact that she noticed his not so innocent observance, akaashi smiled to himself when he saw y/n's annoyed eye roll.

"but it's cold without you"

"are you sure you're just cold? i thought i heard some familiar sound coming from upstairs" even though his eyes were still focused on the screen of his pc, akaashi noticed the way y/n shuddered at his words.

"keiji-"

"love, i know a way we can both get what we want" he interrupted, looking over to y/n as he stretched his hand out, offering her his hold. she took it and he pulled her down to himself to straddle his lap.

y/n adjusted herself against akaashi, looking at and, taking in the sleep deprived, yet salacious glint in his eyes. "let's keep eachother warm like this. i promise i'll be done in maybe.. another hour"

with a nod, y/n allowed her chest to press against the one of akaashi's before wrapping her arms around his nape, the slip that she wore rising dangerously high and y/n couldn't help but lean into akaashi's hold when the cold air grazed her thighs

he couldn't help but let a small sigh pass through his lips when y/n once again readjusted her figure. "what's wrong?" he question, noticing how y/n was still tense against him.

y/n only shook her head in response allowing akaashi to slightly switch his gaze to admire y/ n's features. he knew the answer to his own question and understood the fact that y/n just didn't want to interrupt his work.

"are you still cold, love?"

this time she nodded and akaashi tapped her back slightly as a way of telling her to sit up. she followed his indirected request before seeing him fumble with the strings of his sweatpants.

"you should focus on your work keiji, worry about me later"

"and why can't i be focused on both?"

leaning up slightly, akaashi placed his lips onto y/n's as their movements were practically rhythmic with each other. he felt y/n begin to relax more into his hold confirming the fact that she was needy for his touch.

moaning into the kiss when akaashi's make quick movements to move her underwear to the side, y/n couldn't help but hastily pull on the hem of his sweats and briefs down enough to expose his aroused member.

"is this what you were trying to get at upstairs?" akaashi questions, making y/n slightly groan at his confrontation. she slightly lifted her hips allowing her lover to guide her, making her gradually succumb to his movement.

y/n rested her head on akaashis shoulder, letting out a staggered breath due to the new pleasure filled feeling that was coursing throughout the entirety of herself. "let's stay like this till i'm done, okay?"

with a hesitant nod, she closed her eyes before taking a deep breath. "thanks, keiji" he placed a small kiss of appreciation to her temple, before managing to bring himself to focus on the screen of his pc. "try and go to sleep now".

she hummed to his words and with a smile, akaashi finally felt some amount of motivation to finish what he had left to get done so he could focus on the relaxing warmth of y/n.

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[eris-snow]

𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.

Tags: bakugou x gn!reader, fluff

Imagine getting saved by bakugou. That'd be hot af.

"So you're Explosive Dynamight's little partner," The villain sneers as he watches you squirm in your binds. "You're tied up nice and tight, so don't bother trying to escape, precious."

Being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard in more ways than one. He controls your every emotion and action, just like how he's at the sweet mercy of your smiles and mood.

He runs your mind, every thought consumed by him in your free time because, why wouldn't it be? He's your perfect boyfriend that was one of the top heroes in Japan. He's your perfect boyfriend that still makes time for you even on late nights because he's just the best like he claims to be.

But being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard because sometimes, you'd end up in situations like, well, this.

"It's time to take Number 2 down a couple of pegs," The villain growled, tracing a hand on your cheek. You're quivering, but you keep your mouth ironed shut.

Bakugou will come.

He always does.

"Who knew he was hiding you this entire time. His greatest weakness...ha, he was a fool for revealing it to the public." You yank your head out of his grasp, biting your lip. Any second now...

"Oi!" A harsh slap lands on your face, making your eyes widen in shock as you whimper at the impact. "Answer me!"

Ignoring the sting in your cheek, you glare daggers at the villain who'd decided to apprehend you. "You think you're tough stuff?" You scoff. "You and your little gang over here are small fries compared to everything he's been through. You don't stand a chance."

Said gang shifted nervously at your confidence. Sure, they caught you, but it wasn't like they were the first ones to do this since Bakugou revealed his relationship with you.

The villain snarled, looming over you "You little-"

An explosion fires of nearby, cutting his sentence off. Normally, it's a sound that scares people off, but it has long become a sound of comfort for you.

You smirk at them, sticking your tongue out at the villain just before his eyes widen.

Dynamight had arrived.

"HANDS OFF MY GIRL, FUCKER!" The blond hollers, whipping his hands in front of his face to shoot concentrated detonations at all their faces. He lands in front of you, facing down the gang leader who was howling in pain at the explosion.

Small fry.

From behind, you were blessed with the beautiful image of the blond's muscles flexing, skin shining with sweat.

Your boyfriend had muscles sculpted like a Greek demigod, just the right amount to look strong but not buff, and you loved it.

"You have some nerve, I'll give you that," He jeers, lowering his stance. "Fortunately, that's the only thing you have."

Before the villain could say anything, Katsuki blasts up close and personal to his face, before promptly detonating so many miniature attacks on the villain with grace akin to a dancer. He finishes his work with one final blow, causing the villain to collapse, groaning as he sinks into unconsciousness.

"Baby," He says softly, fondly as he rushes over to you untying your bonds quickly as soon as the police arrive on the scene to arrest the low-grade villains. The rope that dug into your skin makes you wince when you're finally free, making Bakugou hold you close.

"Hell, are you okay? Let me see you-" He stills, eyes flashing when he noticed your swollen face.

Oh no.

"Katsuki, come back here-"

"No."

"I'm fine, seriously! You've already knocked him unconscious!" You protest, clinging to your boyfriend's arm.

"I didn't hit the fucker hard enough!"

You giggle, leaning up and planting a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"My hero," you coo, the fear seeping away for the crashing waves of love to wash your grateful heart.

"My world," He grins, planting a bold, firm kiss on your lips.

Being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard, but the benefits that come back are repaid tenfold as you're reminded of how no matter where you are, Bakugou would come save you.

Anywhere, anytime.

#mha #mha fanfiction #katsuki bakugō #bakugou katsuki #bakugo x you #my hero academia #bakugou x y/n #bakugou katuski x reader #fluff #bakugou fluff

[lukabitch]

👋hope you're having a good day?

I was wondering if I could request a batfam x batbro (like maybe he's around 16-18) and something happened on patrol maybe attacked by a strange large dog? or gets injected with something by a villain of your choice? And the symptoms are intense like high fever, sense of smell becoming super sensitive along with hearing where they feel like eardrums are going to burst. When things seem like they settled other things have come to the surface eyes have changed color, easily irritated, wolfish like canines that grow larger and oh boy the inhuman strength. Reader feels like they're a monster, that he's a danger. He doesn't understand what's going on. Maybe he runs away to keep the people closest to them safe. (That is if you right for werewolf's that'd be awesome)

This is my first time writing for a werewolf reader. If I get anything wrong I’m sorry. Thank you so much for the request Anon! :)

Cw: Angst, descriptions of pain, lots of wholesome stuff, more based off of wfa.

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It was a normal night doing a solo patrol. You actually liked nights like these. The city is quiet and still, it almost makes you wish it was like this more. “(H/n) there’s been reports of strange activities at the nearby warehouse.” Oracle came over the comms. “Really trying to give me something to do? Okay, I’m on it.”

Turning off comms, you made your way to the warehouse. It was abandoned, just left to rot away. It could be a potential hide out for a gang. You entered through a side entrance and looked around the empty building.

In the center of the building was a nest of some sort. It was made of dead branches and scraps of metal. You sighed and turned comms back on. “Looks like a home for some animal. More of a job for an animal catcher.”

“Might as well do it. You’re not doing anything.” You and Oracle laughed together. A loud bang rang out towards the back of the warehouse. It was silent after, a sinking feeling of dread washed over. You looked in the direction of the bang and slowly walked towards it.

Suddenly, an abnormally large dog launched out of the shadows. It bit down on your arm, causing blood to spill. You kicked the dog off and watched it run off into the darkness. Panting, you looked at your now shredded arm.

“I need to head back to the cave. I’m losing a lot of blood Babs.” Your mind was already getting fuzzy. You could barely walk let alone run. This was extremely unusual for just a bite.

You fell to the ground, an overwhelming fatigue taking over your body. Right before you passed out someone ran inside calling your name. Their yelling and footsteps felt so distant as your eyes closed.

When you woke up your entire body aches. You tried to get a grasp on your surroundings. There was a nightstand with a note, pills, and a glass of water on it. Pulling yourself up you open the note and smiled. It was a note from Alfred telling you to take your medicine.

Listening to his wise words you took the pills. You tried to stand up but immediately fell back on the bed in pain. It felt like someone was bashing your head in. Apparently you made enough noise to concern someone.

Their footsteps running up the stairs sounds like bombs. You clamped your hands over your ears. The door flung open and in the doorway was Bruce. “Y/n are you okay?” Even though he spoke at a normal level it felt like he was screaming directly in your ears.

“Please be quiet. Just leave me be.” Your voice sounded so weak. Bruce without another word, left closing the door behind him. You sink back down into the bed. Pain and fatigue took over your body forcing you to go back to sleep.

Weeks had passed since then and things have only gotten more concerning. Your teeth were sharper, your temper was short, and your own strength was starting to scare you. You felt so wrong. The need to get away was overwhelming.

Everyone had taken notice of your changes. The worry and concern could be felt through every interaction. You just couldn’t take it anymore. You packed some of your things and left while no one was watching. You were back on the streets again.

It didn’t take long for the family to notice your absence. They were quick to start searching for you. They search for you all over Gotham. Until, eventually, Alfred finds you. It completely caught you off guard. "Master Y/n, there you are. The entire family is worried sick." He kept his cool as to not scare you off.

"They shouldn't worry, especially you." Your voice was a little rough but not too off. You watched as Alfred shook his head at you, he had a small smile on his face. Something about it was always a comfort to your strange life.

"You worry too much about others, maybe it's time to focus on taking care of yourself." He stated in such a 'matter of fact' way. Which, to his credit, wasn't wrong. He put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Tell me why you really left." The words hit you like a truck, maybe there was some underlining issues at play.

"It's just a lot of pressure is all. Protecting the innocent means no mistakes, no half measures. You have to be perfect and I'm not perfect like this." Your voice was as soft as it could be. Alfred let out a sigh before looking off at the sky.

"When Master Bruce was your age, he was filled with so much anger. He caused much trouble in his teenage years." He took a brief pause, probably trying to think of the right story. "One day I was informed by the school that Bruce had received a one week suspension. Of course it was for a fight, he didn't like how a kid was treating others. He said the kid deserved it." He cocked his head and smiled. "So I dragged him by the ear and gave him a lesson in temperance."

You laughed a little at this. "So, you dragged him to teach him a lesson in temperance? Sounds about right." All Alfred could do was laugh at your words.

"Well, he did learn to control his temper. You can learn to control this new power you have." He put his hand back on your shoulder, he made his point clear. "Come back home, for the family."

You thought about for a moment before sighing. "I'll come home but only for your cooking." The small joke made the both of you laugh lightly. The ride home was rather comforting in a strange way.

What you didn't expect however, was everyone bombarding you with affection and questions. Which was mainly Dick.

It felt nice to be back.

#request #dc #dc x male reader #dc x reader #batfam x male reader #batfam x reader #batfam x batbro #platonic #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #dc comics #dc fanfic

[misc-obeyme]

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Long time no talk hello cc i had a shower thought.

If for some dumb reason if cerberus were to bite mc i made a list of most violent reactions to least violent i wanna know if you agree

Lucifer

Diavolo

Barbatos

Satan

Levi

Beel

Belphie

Mammon

Solomon

Asmo

Simone

Luke

Do you agree??? If no whats your list???

Ohhh hello 🪱 anon!

What an interesting scenario. I can't imagine Cerberus actually ever biting MC... just because I'm more inclined to imagine Cerberus loving MC as much everyone else does lol.

My list kinda depends on the definition of violent. Would they have a big reaction or would they straight up go Cruella De Vil and turn Cerbie into a coat?

I'm kinda back and forth about Lucifer. I'm pretty sure Lucifer loves Cerberus, but he also loves MC. And I don't think Lucifer would react very well to his dog doing something like that. You know, like he probably trained Cerberus himself. So I do think he'd be pissed at any rate.

I see Diavolo just getting MC out of there and keeping them at the castle for a while. I think he'd be like hey Lucifer take care of your dog and leave things to Lucifer for that part of it. He's gonna keep MC with him until they're fully healed.

Barbatos would be able to subdue Cerberus with a look, I'm fairly certain. He'd be angry, but I don't think he'd lose his cool enough to do anything other than nurse MC back to health. I see him also sorta leaving the Cerberus side of things to Luci.

I'm not so sure about Satan. He's a little more uhhhh well violent in general lol. Because I could totally see him getting pissed about this, too, but like he's more prone to losing his shit. Even still I think his priority would be MC.

I think Levi would be farther down on the list 'cause he does not strike me as the kinda demon to stand up to big scary three headed dogs. He'd be upset about the situation, no doubt, but I think he'd be too busy flailing over MC to do much. He might do that thing where he snaps and summons Lotan, though. In which case everybody's just gonna hafta go for a swim.

Beel is tricky because I don't see him as violent. To me he's such a big sweetheart, I see him doing something more like getting in the way and ending up getting bitten himself in an attempt to protect MC. Carries MC to safety as fast as he can.

Belphie... well... man I dunno. He can't exactly choke out a dog, can he? He's violent but in a quieter way than I think would be needed for something Cerbie's size lol. I think he'd be more likely to distract Cerberus with something so he can get MC outta there.

Mammon is known for being a bit of a scaredy cat, but I think it's more about horror than big dogs. That being said, he's also known for running fast, so I think he's in a good spot on the list. He'd just pick up MC and book it out of there. Yell at Lucifer about his dog later.

Solomon is interesting because I really think the "violence" definition comes into play here. Violent as in "dramatic reaction?" Put my man at the top of the list. Violent as in "physically attack?" No, he's about right where he is. Solomon would be extremely upset about this situation, but he'd take care of it with magic.

I think Asmo would use his charm on Cerbie. It obviously works on animals, so that'd be easy enough. Charms the heck out of Luci's dog so he can remove MC from the situation. And I see him being calm about it, too, just taking care of things because MC's safety is on the line and he's not messing around with that.

For some reason, I have this vision of Simeon calming the raging beast with a gentle touch lol. Is it because he's an angel or is it just because he's beautiful? Perhaps both. Either way, he's probably in the right spot.

Luke, my darling precious son, I hate to say it but I'm pretty sure he'd get eaten. I think he'd try to protect MC and stand between them and Cerberus. But he's probably just the right size to be gulped down in a single bite.

Oops this got a little lengthy lol. Anyway, those are just my general thoughts on it! But man, I kinda feel bad for Cerberus in this scenario because you know nobody is gonna be okay with him biting MC.

#I think the list is mostly accurate #maybe move Levi down #and move Satan up #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me mc #okay I'm not gonna tag every character lol sorry I'm too lazy tonight #obey me cerberus #obey me lucifer #because he seems most relevant #🪱 anon #misc answers

[seosracha]

Hi again! Now that ik you do song based fics, i must share my idea with you cause i love your writing!. I was wondering if you'd do a fic for ZB1 Hanbin or Zhang Hao (whichever you think fits this best!) based on the song "like you want me to" by Lyn Lapid where reader believes they deserve someone better than them! <3

୨୧⸻ like you want me to - SUNG HANBIN

genre: angst NOTHING MORE😂🔥🙏 , oneshot

pairing: sung hanbin x gn!reader

wc: 0.6k

authors note: hi nonnie I just want to tell you IM OBSSESED with this song now and also sorry for being lazy and not doing this req 😆😆 anyways requests are open if anyones interested!!!

You’ve been dating Sung Hanbin for around 8 months now. 

He was everything you ever wanted in a man; kind, caring and wasn't afraid to show his love for you. He was also gorgeous, a smile always decorated his face so perfectly, never allowing you to stay mad at him for long periods of time. He touched your mind and heart so beautifully and delicately. 

That's how he always was. At least at the beginning. He'd be so proud to show you off to his friends, not afraid of being bullied by them for it. He'd take you out practically everyday, glad to even have the oppurtunity to be near you.

And even as embarassing as it was to admit, Hanbin was your every first. You had never been the one to initate romantic interctions with people, and he was the one who truly showed you what it means to love someone deeply.

So it was hard to accept the fact that he no longer was the Hanbin you fell in love with. 

You wished you could go back to the moment he changed. You kept blaming yourself for it, wondering where you went wrong, why was it never enough. If only you knew the exact thing, the exact day when the switch flipped inside of him, maybe you could find a way to fix it all. 

You gave him the world, and would give him more if you ever could. Some part of you didn't want to accept the fact that you did deserve better, because the short moments when you’d see the old Hanbin peek through his new persona, kept you in place. 

Maybe he had noticed, trying desperately to keep you around, but it was all so fake. It was all so incredibly fake, cause it'd never last. 

And you never wanted to ruin the one afternoon you’d occasionally have together, bringing up issues in the midst of a moment you so rarely were a witness of. He’d show up at your house, and even though you knew you shouldn’t come out, thinking that maybe he’d finally understand, still, somehow your heart found a way to open that door. 

You knew you were hurting yourself by doing this. You knew that the longer you continued lying to yourself, the harder it would get to let him go. You needed much more than he could possibly offer you, and yet still you found yourself opening that door, replying to that message, and answering that call. 

Your friend had told you she had seen him with someone else last Wednesday. 

You should’ve realized you needed someone better a long time ago. 

How come it took so much fights, lies and harsh words for you to finally realize your worth. 

And even though Hanbin was practically perfect, you knew deep deep down that even with a spark, it doesn’t mean it’s gonna light. 

You loved learning knew things, absorbing new knowledge, and the one thing you learned so quickly was how to love him.

So you hated the fact that'd you'd never learn how to stop.

You may have loved Hanbin, but he’d never want you like you wanted him to. 

#REQUESTS !🪩 #kflixnet #zerobaseone hanbin #zerobaseone x reader #zerobaseone imagines #zerobaseone #zb1 scenarios #zb1 hanbin #zb1 x reader #zb1 imagines #zb1 #zerobaseone angst #zb1 angst #sung hanbin imagines #sung hanbin x reader #hanbin imagines #hanbin imagine #hanbin scenarios #hanbin #sung hanbin #hanbin x reader

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Leona Kingscholar Beastly Garb Personal Story: Part 1

"Whatever I feel like doing."

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Sports Field]

Leona: We'll end today's practice here. Make sure you do your cool down exercise on your own.

Magift Club Members: YESSIR!!!

Leona: Ahh, I'm beat. Think I'll head back to the dorm and snooze a bit.

Epel: Um, Leona-san! There's something I'd like to ask of you…

Leona: Ask of me? If it's something stupid, I ain't gonna hear you out.

Epel: Uhhm… That means I can still ask, right? Thank you very much.

Epel: Recently, I keep missing passes and dropping discs a lot.

Epel: Please tell me a way to train so I can improve my control of the disc and make less mistakes!

Leona: Oh, is that all? Don't worry about it. Bye.

Epel: Eh… Wait, no, I wanted more specific advice…!

???: EH!

Epel/Leona: ?

Ruggie: You guys are gonna go into town? By bus?

Magift Club Member A: Yeah, but… What's up, Ruggie? You wanna go too?

Magift Club Member B: You can come, but we're not gonna buy you any food.

Ruggie: Tch, that sucks. But puttin' that aside… If you're headin' there, can I getcha to buy somethin' for me?

Ruggie: It might be a liiiittle heavy, but… It should be easy enough for two people to carry 20 boxes of sports drink powder packets!

Magift Club Member A: No way!! You can do that by sending a first year to the Mystery Shop or something, instead.

Ruggie: YEAH BUT THE SPORTIN' GOODS STORE IN TOWN'S ABOUT 6 MADOL CHEAPER PER BOX!!!!!

Ruggie: If I ask you guys to do it for me, then that saves me on the bus fare, and the club's money. It's basically killing two birds with one stone.

Magift Club Member B: Not my problem. It's not like that amount saved is gonna go into our pockets or anything… If you want to save money so bad, why don't you go yourself?

Ruggie: Mmkay, I mean, I don't really care～ But there's that time you owe me from when I swapped clubroom cleaning duties with ya…

Magift Club Member A: O-Okay, okay! We'll go buy some on the way back!

Ruggie: Thanks a bunch. 'Kay, here's the money for it. I need the usual 20 boxes of sports drinks!

Leona: Man, you're being so cheap…

Ruggie: Ah, Leona-san. Were you listening to all that?

Ruggie: I'm not being cheap at all. That's me saving 6 Madol on 20 boxes each, y'know!? It's completely a rip-off otherwise!

Epel: 20 boxes of sports drink powder…

Epel: That'd be difficult to carry by broom, maybe? I guess it would be pretty impossible to bring back without taking the bus.

Ruggie: Riiight? Brooms're great 'cause you don't gotta think about schedules and fares, but...

Ruggie: If you gotta carry stuff, it's basically the pits…. Or more like, someone scrawny like me can't do that.

Epel: Yes… Whenever I try to fly with my stuff on the broom, I'm always swaying so hard it makes me anxious…

Epel: If I try to use magic to carry it, then I get so focused on the floating luggage that my speed drops.

Leona: See, you get it.

Ruggie: Huh, but your flight ability's way out of our range.

Leona: Well, yeah. But that's not what I'm talking about.

Leona: I meant about what I said to Epel earlier to not worry about making mistakes when handling the disc.

Leona: Your flying's one of the best out of all the first years.

Leona: If you're gonna try to greedily grab at everything and neglect your actual strong point, how're you actually gonna be useful?

Epel: That's…

Leona: You don't need to think about anything unnecessary right now.

Leona: If you think about it, the disc is just a single object. Moving it with magic is like, the fundamentals.

Leona: As long as you keep up your studies, you'll improve over time.

Epel: I see…!

Ruggie: Shishishi, can you really say that, though, since you skip all your classes?

Leona: Hah?

Epel: Ahahaha…

Leona: But when it comes to shopping… You guys figure it out on your own.

Ruggie: Ehhh. Even if you say that…

Ruggie: Public transportation costs money, and there's not that many buses running on Sage's Island to start with!

Ruggie: If we used brooms, then that'd help save time, but… If there's a ton to buy, then we'd need a bunch of people to work together to go get it.

Leona: Luckily, the Magical Shift Club has more members than any other club. Shouldn't be a problem.

Ruggie: What're you even saying? There's no way any of these guys would take on something like this before coming to practice.

Epel: And magical wheels… Aren't really geared towards hauling stuff, either.

Ruggie: Maaan, it'd be great if we had someone who could bust out a car in times like these.

Ruggie: If we did, it'd be so easy to go shoppin' for the club, and we could totally use it to take full advantage of all the bargains that happen in town!

Leona: …

Epel: Most of the adults back home have cars… But I don't think I know anyone here at school with a license, I think?

Ruggie: I mean, the first years're probably too young, and everyone at our school's pretty busy anyway. I don't think there's anyone who'd be able to get one.

Epel: I thought you'd be someone to get something as useful as a license as soon as he could, Ruggie-san.

Ruggie: Eh? But getting a license and renewin' it costs money, don't it?

Leona: How long're you guys going to be talking about something you can't have? No one can drive, so just give it up.

Leona: C'mon, it's an easy decision. Just don't go to into town.

Leona: Night Raven College is a prestigious Magical Shift school. Our club's really well funded, if not abundantly so.

Leona: Basically, the Mystery Shop should be enough. Just don't be greedy.

Ruggie: Tch. This island's reaaaally inconvenient.

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by @dorito9708 and @kiingsroar.

#twisted wonderland #twst #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #epel felmier #twst leona #twst ruggie #twst epel #twst translation #twst tamashina mina

[dilvei]

SILENT SOLACE [part two]

"I'M AWARE OF YOUR LITTLE SITUATION."

pairing: fushiguro toji x gn! reader

genre: angst, fluff, hurt and comfort

previously: "I need your help. I need you," his eyes lock onto yours as if the two of you are the only ones here, "to kill someone for me." The smirk he sends you is answer enough.

PART TWO: THE VOICE OF A PROTEST.

You've always had it easy in life, or at least, that's what people around you constantly say. It's a heavy reminder, for lack of a better word, one that echoes in your head incessantly, sometimes irritating you to the point of exasperation.

Your mother would always tell you to pay them no mind, and you did, to some extent. You ignore them as best you can, keeping your mouth shut even as a scowl paints your face. But, your mind is a different matter entirely.

You've never met your father—the man who brought the Fujiwara Company to unprecedented heights—because he passed away months before your mother gave birth to you, and the only image of him you have in your mind is the extravagant portrait you see every time you take the first step inside your family's mansion.

Sometimes, you wish you had a father.

You have no brothers or sisters, and being the only child that you are, the family business, the company, is practically guaranteed to be in your hands. It's a suffocating reality to confront, the weight of owning and navigating such a large company in the future, and it never gets easier to face.

Sometimes, you wish you had siblings.

Many others in the Fujiwara Company—namely your greedy uncle and his two children—do not like the fact that the company will fall into your hands, and they don't bother trying to hide it, most of the time. 

They would praise you, shower you with affectionate pats and sharp practiced smiles, but deep down, you know the truth is clear. Behind those greedy eyes of theirs lay only envy and hate, a wish for you and your mother to vanish completely.

You would only nod in reply,

Because sometimes, you feel that you'd do just about anything to feel a little less alone.

After graduating at the top of your class, littering your room with medallions of gold from every competition you won, you choose to stay by your mother's side at the Fujiwara company, diligently learning her methods and everything else important.

Your uncle and cousins always have much to say whenever you get even the slightest thing wrong, but as you grow older, you've come to learn that simply moving past them is best. After all, you don't want to start a fight when it will benefit neither you nor your mother.

And things would have continued that way for a long time until you eventually assumed the role of the main face of the company. You accepted that.

But things took an unexpected turn when your mother collapsed one day.

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In the morning, your mother lies deeply asleep. In the oversized hospital bed, her breaths are steady.

By midday, she remains asleep. She does not wake, not even to your tears and screams.

Evening descends. Her heart rate is slowing, and there is no cause, no remedy in sight.

With the setting sun, the flatline's mournful hum fills the room.

Your mother is gone.

And amidst the sorrow, you realize you can't even remember her last words to you the day before.

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"You must be [Name], right? Fujiwara [Name]?"

"I thought that'd be obvious enough by now, wouldn't it?" you quietly snap back before turning your eyes to the source of the voice. It is a familiar man with short black hair and a thin mustache dressed in all black, a man whom you've seen conversing with your mother some months ago in her office.

You don't know his name.

"I'm sorry for your loss. Your mother was a nice lady, a good friend of mine actually."

You give him a mirthless chuckle. "That's what they all say," you reply as you cock your head toward the crowd of people conversing in the ceremonial hall.

The funeral was conducted swiftly, almost too swiftly, as if everyone around had been anticipating her death except for you, her own child. "You aren't the first one to say such a thing, you know?"

The man hums in agreement, taking a seat right next to you, overlooking the ceremonial hall from outside. "Aren't you going to go inside?"

"I've done my part already, so they don't have a reason to complain when I'd rather stay here rather than with them. Although, it seems like you didn't get the memo," you retort, your tone edged with bitterness.

He raises an eyebrow. "I see. Want me to leave?"

"No, it's okay. You came here to say something, didn't you? Spit it out. What's it about? Business-related stuff?"

Instead of answering you immediately, the man reaches into the pocket of his business suit and retrieves a card, presenting it to you with a half-smile. You take the card into your hands, squinting your eyes.

"...Shiu Kong? Yeah, I still have no clue who you are. Sorry."

Shiu Kong chuckles, reaching into his pocket again to take out a piece of cigarette. "That's fine, your mother probably never told you about me then. Anyway, want one?"

If you were in your right mind, you would have rejected the idea of smoking a cigarette immediately, but today, you find yourself accepting one. Shiu Kong leans in to light it up, and as you go to inhale, you quickly cough to the side, tears welling in your eyes.

"That tastes awful," you manage to say after a series of coughs. You notice multiple pairs of eyes looking at you, but you ignore them, focusing instead on the man beside you.

Shiu Kong smiles at you, amusement in his eyes. "You inhaled way too much there."

You narrow your eyes at him. "It's my first time, give me a break."

After a breathy sigh, you lean back on the chair, gazing down at the lit cigarette caught between your fingertips. "My mother probably wouldn't like me smoking like this," you mutter.

Shiu Kong laughs. "You're right. She probably wants you to at least smoke properly."

"Get on with what you came here to say before I leave," you retort, clicking your tongue, shifting the heels of your feet on the ground, impatience creeping into your tone.

A moment passes before Shiu Kong answers you in a whisper, one that only the two of you would hear. "Fujiwara [Name]. Tell me, what do you know about curses?"

You blink. "Sorry, but what? What're you talking about?"

Shiu Kong inhales smoke into his lungs and exhales. 

A circle of white-gray smoke appears in front of you, hanging in the air like a veil, and through its hazy embrace, you can see the people chattering inside the ceremonial hall, sneaking glances at the two of you with narrowed eyes.

"Here's a better question then," he begins again. You gaze back at him, waiting. "Do you think there's anything strange about your mother's death?"

A blank look passes over your face. "What are you trying to say...?" He gives you a patient smile, waiting for your answer, not your question.

You look away from his gaze, glancing down at your shoes. "The answer is obvious, isn't it? Everything about it is the very definition of strange. She collapsed and died all in one day, and not even the doctors know the reason why."

A bitter laugh escapes your lips. "It's probably a genetical disease, they say. Well, too bad for them, but I don't believe them one bit. I don't need a degree to know when someone's blatantly lying to me."

"Heh, how smart of you. But I expected nothing less from her child," Shiu Kong remarks, a flicker of respect.

Pushing himself up to stand, Shiu Kong then fixes his gaze on you, a cigarette dangling between his lips, both hands tucked into the pockets of his pants.

"Call me when you're free, okay? I'm sure you understand this already, Fujiwara-san," he suggests, his voice low, carrying a hint of gravity. "But things like this are better to be discussed in private, right?"

You give Shiu Kong a subtle nod in agreement, your expression a mask, revealing nothing to the sneaking glances, betraying no hint of your thoughts that swirl beneath the surface. And silently, you watch as Shiu Kong bids you farewell, his departure leaving you to grapple with the weight of his words.

"...Mother," you mutter softly, leaning back further, gaze drifting up, noting the heavy clouds gathering overhead. "What should I do...?"

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After the crowd had dissipated, the two of you decided to venture to a nearby restaurant that miraculously remained open despite the late hour.

And now, before you, bathed in the soft, warm light from above, sits Toji, leisurely enjoying one of the numerous pieces of sushi you generously provided. And by many, you really do mean many—there's quite a spread.

"Enjoying your meal that much, Toji?" you quip, his name slipping past your lips in a teasing tone. Hearing it, a glint of amusement dances in his eyes.

Toji swallows the food down, and even from a distance away, you can see the clear movement of his throat. You lean in on the table, resting your chin on the palm of your hand as you watch him gulp down bite after bite.

He gives you a smirk, chopsticks already poised to pick up another piece resting on the plate at the center of the table. "I'm getting your money's worth by savoring every piece. You're welcome, by the way," he says, tone playful as he continues to indulge in the meal you provided.

"It's good to hear that, Toji. Do tell me when you've had your fill," you reply, meeting his piercing gaze directly. "After that, well, we can start talking further about this new job of yours. I don't believe Shiu Kong has mentioned anything yet, am I correct?"

"Shiu Kong, huh? So, it seems our reunion wasn't just a stroke of coincidence or fate," Toji responds.

You arch an eyebrow at him. "Fate?" a chuckle escapes your lips. "Were you hoping it was?"

"Well, I wouldn't complain, that's for sure."

His remark tickles you, sending you into a fit of genuine laughter. "Is this your strategy for negotiating a higher fee later on, Toji?"

"Is it working?"

You hum in agreement as you nod at him. "I have to admit, it's working. But, you didn't need to do that. I was already going to sweeten the deal for you, Toji. I'm aware of your little situation. Shiu Kong mentioned to me that you're currently unemployed."

Toji's face immediately contorts into an ugly scowl, but rather than being scary, you find it funny instead.

He clicks his tongue to the side. "That guy talks too much sometimes," he mutters before turning his attention back to you. "You're being quite generous with your money, [Name]. Just who the hell am I supposed to take down here?"

You clear your throat and for the first time in your entire conversation, you look away from Toji. "I know I told you I needed you to kill someone, but... that's not the whole story."

"Huh?" 

"The thing is, I don't exactly know who it is."

You hear Toji set down his chopsticks with a clink, followed by a heavy sigh. "So, you want me to kill... but you don't have a specific target in mind?"

After a brief moment of silence, you nod, turning to face him again. Toji looks slightly baffled, blinking rapidly. "I won't know who it is until they come and attack me," you answer, voice steady.

"So then, I'll be your personal bodyguard as well as your assassin?" Toji asks with half a smirk dancing on his lips. "I can see why you're already buttering me up with all this food and money."

You smile appreciatively at his understanding tone. "As if you aren't doing the same to me, hm?"

Shifting in your seat, you raise one of your fingers to him. "One: I need you to protect me as best as you can while we wait for them to strike." You raise another. "Two: I need you to take out the bastard who thought it was a good idea to try and kill me."

"What's number three?" Toji looks at you carefully, something unknown lurking behind his gaze. You meet his look with a satisfied smile, keeping your cards close to your chest.

"Three: Entertain me with your delightful company," you quip with a playful tone.

At your words, Toji swiftly rises from his seat, crossing the room with easy, confident strides. Following suit, you stand up as well, meeting him halfway. As he reaches you, he takes your hand in his.

Toji's hands are warm as they envelop yours. You gaze up at him, meeting his green eyes that seem to hold an ocean of intensity. "You've got yourself a good deal, [Name]," he declares.

Toji leans in, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispers softly, "I'll happily accept, as long as you promise to be delightful company yourself."

You give him a practiced chuckle in response, ignoring the slight warmth flushing your cheeks. "Don't worry. I'll make sure to keep you thoroughly entertained," you reply with a playful wink.

"Looking forward to it," Toji murmurs, almost melding his body with yours, voice low and firm as he whispers again, "[Name]."

AUTHOR'S NOTE !

thank you very much for the reblog and hearts <3 makes me happy that people here enjoy reading this silly thing. here's more toji for u silly folks!! (i wish gege gave us more shiu kong content tbh)

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3/JAN/20XX

[The handwriting is basically chicken scratch. It's recognizable as distinctly not being Sans' handwriting.]

Hi.

Hello-

Should I write that in a journal? It's not mine, so...??

How does he usually format it?

Everyone else figured it out..

Okay! I'm just!! Going to.

Write.

"Are you sure you will be alright to do this, Sans?"

"not like i can lay around and do nothin'."

"distracting is the easiest part i could be doing anyway."

"If you are certain."

"You and Mettaton are in charge of getting the decorations up, it was?"

Mettaton looked at me, then back to Toriel with a nod.

"Mhm."

"Blooky, dear, you can play birthday tunes, can't you?"

"...i can.. find something, probably..."

Undyne raised Frisk's arm, lifting them off the floor just slightly.

"We'll help with the cupcakes!!"

Frisk, unphased, gave a thumbs up.

"Grillby will be keeping in communication with Sans, ensuring it goes smoothly."

"Flowey, will you still be on watch with him? As a precaution."

"In case Trashbag can't keep Papyrus away long enough? Yeah, yeah. Sure."

"pretty much."

Toriel started like she was going to say something to Flowey, but released it with a sigh.

I think she's given up on scolding him for that nickname anymore. It's just what he calls Sans now.

Despite that, sometimes it seems like he might kind of...

Kind of like Sans?

A little?

"Trashbag, you better not keel over while we're doing this."

"You'll make everyone's jobs harder."

Maybe?

"At least wait until the fifth to die."

Might just be hopeful.

"He is not dying."

"that'd be a terrible birthday present."

"Death as a gift..."

"Sounds like a sick metal band or something."

"O-Or like, a one-liner in an action movie!"

"Not to break the convo, dears, but don't you think Papyrus will be getting suspicious here shortly?"

"he's already started sending question marks in the group chat."

"Well. If all is set and agreed, then all that is left is to wait for tomorrow."

"Thank you for allowing us to use the space, Grillby."

Grillby nodded at Toriel and she nodded back.

Me and Undyne walked with Sans back to his house. She says she's following in case Sans topples over.

Considering that Sans pretty much spent the entirety of the week (technically not a week fully but like almost a week so I'm counting it as a week-) barely able to get off the couch (or out of bed) without looking like a poorly balanced display skeleton in the wind, I get where she's coming from.

It's kind of concerning that he's behaving so normally today.

At least he let himself return to the couch upon getting home.

Papyrus was concerned as to where we disappeared with Sans to, but he ensured him that it was his idea.

"just wanted a quick visit to grillby's real quick."

"GRILLBY COULD PROBABLY BE CONVINCED TO COME HERE, IF HE KNEW THE SITUATION..."

"and take him out of work? it's fine. gotta get back on my own two feet at some point."

Oh my god.

I didn't even say what we were doing.

Papyrus' birthday is tomorrow.

Sans wanted to arrange a surprise party to raise Papyrus' sprits after all the stress lately.

Specifically noting that he doesn't want it to be the kind where everyone jumps out.

"paps is already jumpy from being anxiety-riddled all the time lately."

"being the cause of that anxiety already, the last thing i want is to make it worse by scarin' him."

Sans does video calls with his therapist sometimes, maybe Papyrus could use that kind of thing as well...

#undertale #journal #alphys #sans #papyrus #toriel #undyne #frisk #flowey #mettaton #napstablook #grillby

[twobirdsflytogether]

Okay, so I keep forgetting to rework this to be an actual fic (I still will, but y'all get to have the rough draft✨). Originally discord messages back in November.

I figured this sorta fits day 4 grief. @mcyt-yuri-week

Ships; qBagi/qJaiden (polycule between teaduo/lovebirds)

Word count; 1025. Fic below ⬇️

Jaiden actually starts crying the first time Em chirps/meows at her. Like to the point she quickly messages one of the other moms to come over. She shuffles back putting distance between herself and her daughter, hand over her mouth trying not to sob cause it's all too much,,,Tina and Bagi showing up, Bagi immediately goes to console their confused daughter while Tina goes to Jaiden to help her calm down

Tina helping Jaiden settle down, Tina sitting beside her and keeping an arm around her. Little Em softly approaches, ready to apologize for upsetting her mama. Jaiden takes a deep breath, shakily letting it out, patting next to her for Em to sit. She tries to hand Jaiden the apology, but Jaiden just ruffles her hair and tells her it's okay that she has nothing to be sorry for. "You're okay Em, I'm the one that should apologize...it's just" taking another deep breath, "you just reminded me of someone,,,I know you're mama Bagi told you of my son Bobby right?" Getting a little nod from Empanada. "Well,,,, you're little chirps reminded me of when he first chirped to me too. I- it just tugged at my heart a bit y'know?"

She leans over and gently kisses Em's head. Tina rubs at her shoulder, and Bagi sits with them with a thoughtful look. "I promise you Em, I'll work on my reactions,,,I know it must hurt for one of your moms to react like that. But I do love you"

Em looks up into Jaiden's eyes, there's still a stray tear, with a head tilt and a grabby hand Jaiden lowers her head. Em wipes the tear and mrrps, drawing a sad little laugh from Jaiden. Em quickly writes "its okay mama, I can tell you miss him alot...Could you tell me stories of him? I think that'd be good for both of us!" Jaiden smiling softly as she reads it and nods "yeah,,i think that'd be a good idea"

She stands and offers her arms to Em, who quickly climbs into her hold. Tina and Bagi look at each other than at Jaiden, not knowing what to do, if she wants to be with Em alone or not. Jaiden looks over to them silently asking them to stay, Tina jumps up and is by her side immediately wrapping her arm back around her, Bagi nods still with a thoughtful look and takes Tina's hand. Walking to Jaiden's couch. Jaiden with Em sit in the middle, Tina and Bagi sit on either side of her. Bagi hesitantly puts an arm around Jaiden in a comforting manner, getting a very quiet chirp of gratitude in response. With another deep breath, Jaiden starts telling tales of Bobby for the 3 of them to hear

in the middles of a story, with sleep heavy eyes Em looks up to her mama, seeing the proud yet sad smile. Messily writing "he sounds so cool, i wish i coulda met him".

Jaiden chuckles a bit "yeah,,i wish you could've met him too, even if he would've thrown a fit about having another sibling", she looks at the sleepy dragonling "hmm, I think that's enough stories for today sweetheart, bed time?"

She scratches Em's chin making her purr slightly and Em nods. Tina and Bagi stand, stretching from sitting for so long, yet again not really knowing what to do. Jaiden softly asking if they want to spend the night. Getting a stammered "sure" from them both, both thinking she meant just like. Sleeping on the couch or something. But when Jaiden looks at them from the stairs, chirping something that they know means 'follow?' they do. Jaiden bringing them all to her nest, which shocks Bagi,,,not even 4 weeks ago she and Jaiden did not trust each other at all,,,and now the avian is inviting her into her nest. Nest are like sacred for avians, a safe place you'd never allow those you don't love in some form into. Jaiden laying Em down, Tina lays down too looking up to Bagi yet again hesitating. Jaiden stands and moves close to Bagi, clearly very emotionally exhausted, Jaiden nudging her and purring lightly. Bagi turning to her whispering "are you sure?,,,that you want me in your nest?”

Jaiden just grabs her hand and drags the woman into the nest. Jaiden curling around Bagi, arm over her waist reaching over and holding Em's tiny hand, spreading her wing over Bagi Em and Tina. Tina giggling quietly at the bewildered look on Bagi's face, especially when Jaiden cuddles closer and starts purring and clearly already asleep, Tina reaching over Em to take one of Bagi's hand smiling softly at her girlfriend and tells her to sleep. Bagi lays awake for a little while, thinking of the event that lead to her being held by the avian in her nest,,muttering under her breath before falling asleep herself "maybe,,maybe I'll hear her out about that bear,,,we could put our differences aside" unconsciously her tail wraps around Jaiden's,,,,,then in her head "shit- fuck. I am too gay for this, i. Do i have a crush on Jaiden too??????" But falls asleep being held by the avian, holding her girlfriends hand, and between them is their daughter

Bagi waking up first despite being the last to sleep. Panicking internally at how Jaiden is still cuddled against her, holding her somehow closer and purring in her sleep, and subconsciously she too was purring. Looking up, seeing Baghera at the table, sipping on a drink. Baghera looks over and sees the panicked Bagi, who is now even more panicked because 'that's Jaiden's girlfriend, I'm in her girlfriend's nest and cuddling her wtf. I'm dead', stammering out “i- i am sor-”

Baghera cuts her off with a shush and soft laughter. Whispering at her quietly "yeah, mon oiseau is quite a heavy sleeper and really likes cuddles, especially if she's emotionally exhausted. You're stuck there till she wakes. She will whine if you try to leave."

Bagi gulps. Accepting her fate, but is just, so confused

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[running-with-kn1ves]

OMG CONGRATULATIONSSS🥳 i swear i visit your writings a lot that whenever you update—the app already refers to you as my tumblr crush ksksjskjs n e ways since you mentioned it a while ago how about some good'ol chubby/fat reader who visits this one restaurant a lot that they've become aqquainted with the owner, consequently enough the owner is a yandere who had falled for them because of how they admired the genuine way in which the reader enjoyed the food they served. But suddenly the visits become less and less and when the reader admits that its because others have seem to make their weight a big topic the owner is so dramatically appalled that their like: wHAt!? How dare those fools say that! *while furiously grabbing and shaking the reader's shoulders*

Aaaaa thank you so much!!! Honestly I didn't think anyone would read my stuff that much😭 thank you >:))<33!! i hope I did decent on this one, I want to write more chubby readers in the future.

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"Oh! Why, you’re finally back!”

You fidgeted in your seat as you chuckled nervously at the man standing in front of you. He held a notepad, dressed in a waist apron and black shirt, an outfit you always met him in. You hadn’t expected him to notice your absence. 

“Yes, I am.”

“Well, where were you this entire time? We were a little worried, you know. When a regular stops showing up, that's never a good sign for business!” He commented enthusiastically, despite already knowing your previous whereabouts.

A good chef has to keep check on his customers, right?

He usually had a smile plastered on his face for customers, but this time with you, it was genuine. The man invited himself to sit down on the opposite side of your booth seat, a move you didn’t really question. He always seemed to make himself comfortable when you came to eat here. 

In fact, everytime you were here, the restaurant was always “understaffed,” leaving him, one of the top chefs and co-owners, to serve you. You felt bad that the restaurant was doing so poorly that they had to have chefs waiting tables. But the truth that he wasn’t telling you, was business was booming. 

“Well, I decided to stop eating out for a bit, making meals at home and such.” You avoided his gaze, hoping he wouldn’t pry any further. It was no fun to divulge personal insecurities to aquaintences. But of course, he did. 

“Why’s that? Is money tight? Because you know, I can always offer a discount. You're such a loyal customer, I’d really even give you meals for free if necessary.” He laughed, keeping his eyes sincere only to hope you’d take up the offer. If it meant you’d start coming in more often, he'd even spoon feed you himself. Not like that'd be much of a butden for him, though. In fact, it was hard to keep himself contained as he daydreamed about the thought.

“It’s not that…” You hesitated, trying to find a way to explain yourself without making things awkward. “I just had some… personal issues to deal with. A few friends said some negative things and I wasn’t feeling very well.” 

As if you hadn’t piqued the chef’s interest before, you now had his full attention. Negative things? What things? Despite his meticulous stalking, he doesn’t remember such an instance that would certainly cause more than a small reaction from him.

Trying to keep himself coy, the chef cleared his throat. 

“What kind of things, if you don’t mind me asking?”

You scrunched your nose, sincerely wishing he didn’t ask. Nothing was worse than making things uncomfortable in a place you regularly attend.

“Oh you know, just some stuff about my weight.” You brushed it off like it was no big deal, hoping the man would leave it at that. 

But of course, he didn’t.

“Oh.” He commented. Oh. His surprise morphed into a different emotion, something you couldn’t quite read. 

The chef was silent for a moment, deep in thought with his hands tightly pressed together. Too tightly for someone who didn’t know you, in your opinion. 

“These friends of yours, they really said those things to you?” 

Surprisingly he didn’t give you a look of pity, but one of hollowness. 

You nodded your head, put off by how your situation seemed to impact his mood so deeply. 

The chef moved from the opposite side of the seat to shuffle in next to you, making himself comfortable in your personal space as he placed his hands over yours on the table. 

“Why would you let such vermin near you?” His eyes scrutinized you, genuinely wondering how such lowly beings could even be given the ability to make an impact on you. “Such scum, I can’t believe they were even allowed to be in your presence.” 

You laughed, partly taken aback by how extreme he sounded. You brushed it off as him trying to make you feel better. But it was in part selfishly said by the chef out of his frustration. 

“Those idiots-! They-- they don’t know what thetheyre talking about, alright? They don’t even deserve to witness your body, to see your beauty or look at how.. Unbelievable, you are.“

He turned his attention back to you, realizing he should put a hold to his future plans on what to do with them to first comfort you. 

You sat silently, feeling both awkward and grateful for his affectionate words.

“Don’t let those fools trick you; they don’t even deserve to look at you. They’re nothing compared to you, your body. Your body is….” The chef had to look away, covering part of his face as ideas and dirty thoughts crept in his mind. You witnessed the blush he tried to hide, eyes widening as you realized what he meant. He cleared his throat, trying to change the subject before he did something regrettable. “You’re….heavenly. An angel on earth, who shouldn’t even be in my presence let alone theirs.” 

He moved his hands from yours to cup your face, the other moving gently to your thigh. You felt him squeeze it, massaging the flesh as his face turned a flustered shade of red. 

“If I could show you all the ways your body affects me, lord...” He mumbles barely loud enough for you to hear, trying to hide his fidgeting at the thought.

Looking back at you, he licks his lips, trying to avoid staring at yours. 

“But I digress; do you understand me?” He seemed out of breath all of a sudden, knees touching yours as he scooted closer. 

You nodded your head a little, put off by this out of place speech of his which had an odd, almost lovestruck tone. 

“Good.” He huffed, barely restraining himself from looking at how tightly your clothes hugged you, trying to keep his hands still on your warm skin. 

“So, mind telling me what part of town these ‘friends live in?” 

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