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Part 2 of my batman comics

Damien had a surge of jealousy over the fact he never got a note in his lunch box.What ever everything else is always the sameIt's a coincidence get over it. You can't believe that nothing is a coincidence.Fine my father believes that too. Your father is a wise man what does he do? None of your business why are you always sitting here I like my privacy and peace at lunch she sayWell I do too these people bore meWhat ?I for some reason, i interest you? Yes actual you do.You really need to get a hobby then.I actually do but none I can really talk about. So why do you visit a cave for beside to get training . Damien ask She stops eating and just stares at him. What are you talking about ? Damien takes out his phone and show the video to her and her sister or should he say their sister She doesn't say anything but Damien knows she is freaking out.Hey I think you might be my sister. Damien whispers.Sister ? I have a brother and you're not it.Is he much older than you? I'm not telling you anything. Damien takes a deep breath Please I trust my gut I know it's true . I found a hair clip to I have seen you wear it. Damien takes it out of his pocket and hands it to her.You never say please Damien raises a eye brows . Something about it makes her thing about her father She sighsFine my name is alfynaAlfyna? Alfred? HumAlfred? Who's that ?My butler alfred pennyworthOmg ok this is creepy me out. My middle name is penny and my grandpa alfredLet me get this straight your name is Alfyna penny? Yes. Everyone calls me penny Hmmm your mom has a sense of humor interesting. That's not your grandfather that's your butler.Damien says. No no . That's not true .we don't have anything in common we don't look alike .your short I'm tall. Your Asian and I'm black. Your rich and im poorHaha poor not even close . and I might add I'm only a quarter Asian and half white just like you. Ok now I'm curious lets say we are related but I don't think my dad would cheat on my mom. How old are you?I'm 9 how old are you? Damien askI'm 10 almost 11 she say proudly Does your mom have dark curly hairs dark eyes and darker then you ?Just say it she blackYes is she black?Duh look at me. Of course she is. We already established this.Ok . What does your father do for a living?He's in the military and so is my big brother. Have any pictures of your father?Of course I'll show you if you show me yours she sayFine on 3 Damien sayThey both take their phone out and show each other on three.In alfyna picture her dad is smiling and kissing her cheek. Most are picture of him making a face or dodging pictures or He is kiss her mother or her sister In Damien's picture it a head shot from bruces business linkin page.That my mom's boss . Ok this is getting really weird. I guess I need to be nice to you now.Your dad doesn't look anything like mine . Mine smiles and has a earring. If you want a sister so bad I can let you rent mine for 20 bucks a day. I shouldn' t have to pay to spend time with my own sister.She rolls her eyes and gets up and leaves.Hey get back here. I'm not done talking to you! Damien reach's out and grabs her and pulls her back.She catches him off guard when she turns and head butts him.That is only going to happen once.Let me go Fight fight fight the whole cafeteria erupts in a chant.Before Damien knew it he watches the girl that he's 99percent sure is his big sister being grabbed and man handled by teachers.Hey leave her alone! It was my fault . Leave her alone . Damien runs after the two male teacher that grabbed alfyna or should he think penny.He follows them to the principals office.I'm calling my father you can't do this . I'm Damien Wayne and you need to stop this madness.Mr Wayne go back to your class. One teacher saysNo I need your statement for the writing up.He grabbed me it was a reflex. At Wayne enterpressBruce and Angel are having lunch in his office when Angels starts to ring.Hello ?Bruces's phone starts ringing Hello?All Bruce can hear is Damien screaming in the back ground.I have to go penny got into a fight ..With my son

You put Damien in the same school ??!!! What where you thinkingThat his antisocial habits would keep them apart.She's already a outcast in that school now this!I'm sorry it's the closed private school to the manor . Bruce saysBruce can tell that his wife isn't pleased with him.You could have warn me we see each other every days . I didn't think they would cross paths they are in different gradesWhat if they figure it out.I don't want that assassins of yours any place near the girls you know that I thought we agreed to this.Angel says As she throws her lunch away and grabs her purse. Bruce is right behind her.They walk together to there a sign parked spots and get to their separate cars.Bruce follows her to the school and they see a police car in front of the school.Both Bruce and Angel run in to the school. They can hear Damien going off on who ever he is talking to If he laid one finger on my baby so help me god... I will handle him....Angel and Bruce walk in to the office with Damien standing infront of penny yelling at the police and principal. The cop looks confessed . The principal looks angry as he trying to calm him down. And the two teach keep trying to explain to them what happen Is he protecting her? Angel thinksWhat is the meaning of this . Bruce says making everyone ever Damien stops yelling .Penny hope off the couch and runs to her motherAre you okNoDid he hurt youNo mom he grabbed my arm and kinda over reacted .Oh angel sayFather these two neanderthals manhandled my He know Angel thinks to herself.of course he know hes's his father's son. Angel thinksClassmate bruce saysYes my classmate because we were having a spat.Your son was head butted by this young lady the principal sayShe 10 shes is a little girl! Angel say hugging penny close to her.Damien what did you do bruce asked know both his child well.I grabbed her and tried the sit her back down because I wasn't done talking to her Bruce turns and to the police I'm sure you have better things to do then be here for a misunderstanding between two kids. Angel do you want to press changes against my son for putting his hand on penny?No . She stares at Damien not knowing how she felt about him now . He was too upset to notice. He care the little psychopath actually cares.See problem solved . I promised that I will have a long talk to my son about not putting his hands on other people and he will apologize to his classmate . Bruce say then looks at DamienAnd Bruce sayI apologize for upsetting you .For grabbing your arm .Bruce is surprised that Damien looks so upset .Father those men handled her and called the police over nothing. Damien say pointing at the two teachersThe police lingers at the door way.They have no business being teachers Damien says with crossed arms She is a unruly child and no consern to yours mr wayne the principal saMy child isn't unruly!Bruce had to calm himself before he beat two teachers and the principal to a pulp. Bruce cross his arms.That is where you are wrong she is here because of me. I have known this little girl all of her life she is very much my business. A good quart of your student are my employees children . There tuition is either paid in full or particular paid by Wayne foundation The principal starts to stumble over his wordsIs that true honey angel askedBruce waited for her answer.Mama am I going to get kicked out of school ? She looks to Bruce .I don't want you or daddy to be mad at me. She looks back to her motherJust tell them Damien sayBruce turn and kneels Down in front of pennyHi penny did these man handle you like Damien said I promise you won't get into trouble and no one is going to be mad at you . I promise I'll even talk to your dad for you.Damien laugh and then stops when Bruce looks at himI'm not lying father Bruce notices penny holding her arm.Can I see your arm. Bruce ask pennyShe nods and lets Bruce roll her sleeve up.Bruces see a faint finger print bruise starting to form on her upper arm.I want to press changes on both of them. Angel says quickly before bruce can say anything.

Officer you heard her. I want to see the footage too now .Bruce sayIs this how you treat all of your students or just the ones that look like my daughter? Angel say as Bruce check her other armWell I guess this isn't a wasted trip after all.No is wasn't . Bruce says as he calms him self with ever deep breath he talks . The officer escorts everyone out of the office that didn't work there. Bruce follows them out Damien starting to stare at Angels Glad to see you own actual cloths. You're not what I expected but you are a warrior.my father likes strong women Excuse you?You're my father's longtime courtesan.Your fathers what ? You said employees wrong.Damien bruce says from the door way before he closes the doorWhat it's true you know it is .Angel takes penny by the hand . And head to the door.You better straighten him out or I will . Angel whisper to Bruce before leavingThey are going to need picture of her arms for evidence.Angel nods and leaves the room.It's just you and me what the hell are you up to?This is not the time or place for this father . We need to make sure they don't get away with man handling my classmate Damien say with a knowing smile.Bruce crosses his arm.We will talk when this is over with.Three hours laterBoth teacher have been suspended charges of child abuse have been charged on the teach that left the markes and both penny and Damien have been pulled out of school.On the way homeDamien is sulking and in the front seatFather I'm sorry I failed at protecting my sister from those heathens.I don't know what you think you might know.Cut the act I have proof that you release your carnal urges with your courasan in the bat caveBruce slams the breaks as he turns into Wayne manor. Sending Damien fling into his out stretched forearm. Damien thinks he should have worn his seatbelt.Listen real good don't ever call her that ever again you will fine your self in the alps in boarding school. You can't keep me from my sisters I'm supposed to be there protector. Seeing we are both bastards she I guess is the heir. As the spare it's my job to look after her.Bruce doesn't know if he wants to drought his only bio son or hugs him.So if you know it all where's the evidence of me sleeping with my long time employee?

Damien shows bruce the video . She lives some place around here. And her little girls come to the cave want to see the proof?Hypothetically if this is true how do you feel about it Hypothetically I am your oldest biological son . I carry your name . They are my sister and you aren't keeping them away from me it my right to know them .But will you love and protect them Damien ?are you capable of it?I vow to you on my life that I will look out take care for them at all cost even with my life.Want a blood oath.Out of no where Damien has a knife in his hand ready to cut himself to prove it.It brings tear to Bruce's eye because he know Damien is serious. He guesses he doesn't see his sister as threats like dick.That won't be necessary Damien.Before the words get out Damien cuts himself From here on out I promise to protect my sisters and any other child that has come from your loins from anyone and everyone that crosses their paths in life .Damien!Bruce starts the car back up and drives to the front of the manorDo not bleed in my car.I'm fine it's just a nick.Bruce opens Damien's open and steers him to the closes bathroom.I don't know why you are making such a fuse for. Damien say Bruce doesn't say anything as he cleans the cut and bandages him upHe doesn't make eye contact with him the whole time. Go to your room please. Bruce says quietly.Damien can tell something is wrong with his father.I didn't do anything wrong father.Did I say you did? I just need a minuteAlfred walks around the corner.Master Damien you're home early Yeah father pulled us out of school for a misunderstanding.Us?Don't act like you don't know who I'm talking about you pack her lunch every day with left overs from the night before. Go Bruce say in a booming tone.Fine but I'm not coming out until I'm ready.Bruce sighWell isn't this a interesting turn of events.My wife doesn't want him any place near our girls.What do you want master bruce?I think I have had a change of heart. You have?After seeing how he defended penny and tried to protect her with out killing anyone . Do you believe he took a blood oath in my car to Al way protect his sisters. So that's why you're cleaning up blood . Yes . In his own way I think he feels something for them.Upstairs Damien is climbing out of his window . He is determined to find where his sisters live.At the cottage Penny is changing her cloths when the alarms are triggered. She knows to head to the tunnel . She passes her mother in the hall with a her shot gun.She watches as the house goes dark as she lifts the door and then closes it behind her.In the cottage Angel is loading her shot guns when the pounding on her front door starts up.I know your in there. Damien calls out. Bam bam bamSeriously Angel says out loud.She checks her camera feed in her bedroom and see it's just Damien.She puts her gun down on the couch and answers She opens the door.I could have shot you what are you doing here?She grabs him and pulls him into the house. I want to see my sister .Damien hon have a seat .Damien sits and just because he was surprised that she's being so niceBruce walks into the roomPenny backs away and looks to Bruce then to her mother .Hello he says almost in a shy way Damien saysI guess you where right. I told you I have good instincts don't I father.Bruce nodsYou did penny say Are you ok? Damien askYeah I'm a little shaken up but I'm ok.Can we talk? Bruce ask Angel.Basement now brucie. Angel says as she passes bruce in the hall way. Bruce is surprised by the nick name. She only used it when she is teasing him. .Damien looks around well isn't this ... quant.Penny sits on the couch and Damien sits next to her.In the bat cave Bruce sits Angel down in a chair next to him at the bat computer. First I'm sorry for his existence. I'm sorry that I brought a trained blood thirsty assinse to our doorsteps.Bruce look at me. You had nothing to do with the way he turned out . You had nothing to do with her bringing him here. It's not your fault that he's even alive.

Angel's mind sends her back to when Bruce first disappears. Penny is just a little over a year old and angel isn't sure about her relationship with Bruce. They were lover at the time but he's also was seeing a another women. The day after bruce left for his "business trip " Angel found out she was pregnant for the second time. She was 2 months along at the time.As the weeks passed Angel started to struggle with her pregnancy. She was put on bed rest due to complications and stress by her doctors. It was a hard time being a single mothers with out her co parents. She remembers the day that superman brought Bruce home. There is a alarm that goes off in the cottage everytime that Bruce leaves and comes into the bat cave as Batman. She prayed everyday to hear that alarm go off. It use to be so regular that penny counts sleep through but that night that she will never forgot penny actually stirred next to her on her bed. She know she shouldn't have gotten up but in the pit of her stomach she knew it was going to be bad. When she stepped out of the darkness in a flowing nightgown to meet superman kneeling over Bruce's battered body a sharp pain hits her. She winces but keeps moving because she had to she need to see him.Superman turns and see her. He seems confused at her presence. She nods and kneels down next to him.

What happened to him. Angel asked superman.At that moment Bruce is unconscious and is wrapped in his cap and cowl laying on the cold floor of the bat cave.Superman explains how he found him to himCan you help me get him to the cottage the tunnel is right over there. I'll take care of him there . I will let alfred know he is safe in the morning. She stands up and feels a line of wetness running down her leg. Superman notices.Are you..Please don't tell him this isn't the right time for this.She placed her hand on her barely there bumpSuperman nods and pick up bruce and follows angel into the tunnel.Angel directed him to the bed where penny is asleep.Superman gently lays him down looking at penny then to Bruce.Cute babyYeah we think so.Do you mind me sticking around for a little while to keep a eye on him.you look like you can use a little help.Ah sure but you don't have a earthquake to deal with ...Not that I know of but don't be surprised if I fly out of here in the middle of the night.Ok but I don't think he will be happy about it but I could use the help.Earth to Angel are you ok? She hugs him.Yeah I'm good just remembering something.Thank you for understanding that. Do I like that little shit? Angel saysI'm sorry I shouldn't say that about your son. He is a innocent product of his environmental. It not his fault .none of this is his fault. He didn't ask for his training he didn't ask for any of this bruce. It's wrong for me to hold all of this anger towards him.Bruce looks at her in amazement. Thinking he picked the perfect partner in life.Where is this coming from? Why the sudden change of heart ? Bruce thought he was going to have a fight on his hands"Seeing him and meeting him. He reminds me of you .""He does?""Yeah he may have a bit of a napoleon complex but deep down I think he has your sense of being a good person. He looked out for our penny the whole time bruce. That's all she talked about on the drive home.Yeah I have to admit I was proud of him.Me too.You know what I just realize. Bruce saysWhat's thatHe has never had a normal life. I don't think he has ever had anyone in his life that loves him like you love me and our girl. That can't be true. You love our girls why wouldn't you openly love him.Bruce looks away. He not one of my girls I hate to admit this but I having a hard time dealing with his presence in my life.Oh bruce..She hugs him tighter and climbs into his lapHe's a blood thirsty killer because of his grandfather and mother not you . You have told me that you have been trying to reprogram him. Your trying . He didn't ask to be here and didn't ask to be this way he was breed for it. He was trained for it never apologized for how he was made or what he was made in to.The more she talked the more she thought about what she was saying What is it . Bruce asked It just dawn on me that I would have shot your son hell he's my son too if you think about it. You always remind me that whatever is yours is mine too. You definitely don't have to take responsibility for him. I can just send him to a boarding school and be done. It would be so easy. Bruce says only half joking. Bruce you can't do that he's not a puppy that you can just rehome.Wait now you want him here?Seriously did you not listen to me at all??Bruce I have been looking at this all wrong. He needs a real family .bruce parents that love each other stability . It's been right there this whole time.Angel my crazy wife loving him is like trying to love a electric eel You and I are build for tough love I plan date for my husband to go on and have to watch you go on dates with them. If I can do that for the pass 10 years I can love a broken piece of you. He's apart of you bruce. I love all your of your broken pieces.You do do that . Bruce kisses her hand and neck.

Angel sigh Plus I always wanted a little boy that looks like you. But for some reason you wouldn't give me one have you. Until now huh? Bruce say with his face buried in her neck.Yes until now What if we try for one more ? We can always do ivf and pick the gender.Bruces hands creap down to her butt.No no no bruce that is just a awful bruce I don't think so.Hey A guy can try She chuckles Well let go welcome our son into our family. Are you sure ? I can't just send him to the alps.Upstairs Damien and penny just got done walking around the three bedroom cottage .Well that's it.penny sayI see it's too small.It's big enough for the three and sometime for of us.The hatch opens with a giggle from AngelBruce bees lines it to the bathroom.Angel is straight he tank dress when she walks in with a smile on her face .Penny can you do me a favors and go hang out in your room for a few minutes.Sure see you later little brother . Damien wanted to argue but looks at is older and taller sister walk out.Why does my father's ....Don't you dare Damien bruce say from the door way.Damien I just want to say I'm sorry for the gun.Father she would have shot me ? With my permission to . The gun is a wedding anniversary gift from a few years back. Damien. You hate gun. Why would you gift her one?She had guns when I meet her she saved my life with a gun twice. She is a responsible gun owner Damien your sister don't have access to them and she goes to the range yearlyMonthly .Oh . Yeah my friend Trish and I go she picks me up.Oh .I like her.she know how to get around your tracking system.Damien sayGood now start acting like it your going to be spending a lot of time with her.I am?Yes you are bruce say So I know you have a lot of question. For your father and I . Angel saysSo are my siblings bastards or am the only one I. Damien ask with crossed arms Damien bruce says with a warning. It's ok bruce. First off please reframe from cursing in this house and anyplace near your sisters . Second penny is but we technically married 2 year after she was born . We just didn't file the paperwork. Alfred married us after he's found out about them.Angel shows Damien her ring.It belonged to your grandmother. Bruce says So were you together when I was conceived?Bruce and angle look at each other. I was seeing this women name Selena at the time and I was co parenting when I could but that trip that took me to your mother's door made me realize who I loved and who I wanted to be with.Then why be with my mother for?why was I conceived.Damien can you sit next between up for a second. Angel make room for him to sit between them.I think I'm good standing If you want access to your sister like you should have I'm Going to need you to be more respectful and cooperative. Angel say so please have a seat Angel says Damien sighsFine Marty needs to be able to look up to her big brother Damien. Don't you want that?Marty? You named my little sister Marty?Brice Martha after your father and grandmother we just call her Marty Ah I seeI wanted to pay tribute to all of the important people in your fathers lifePennyworth?Exactly.So you didn't answer my question. I think we need to go to the cave for this .Bruce sayAre you sure? Angel ask.There nothing you can say to shock father. Once you go down this hole Damien you can't unsee what you saw.What can't you possibly show me more damaging then you two fornicate in the batcave .What? Angel sayI put a small camera in the bat cave by the tunnel entrance. Oh my god .Don't worry he only say you helping me get out of my suit and you only flashed him for a split second.Bruce gets up and heads to the tunnel.You coming? Bruce turns and looks to Damien yeah I'll be right there.Damien does a quick nod and head to where his father is.They climbed down the tunnel.So how do you open this tunnel ? Damien ask I'll ask angel if you can have the access. Dick is the only one of you kids to have the code.Of course grayson would have it. Damien says as he steps into the batcave.

Well I should have it . How am I supposed to protect my sister if i can't get to them.I appreciate your willingness to look out for your sisters I do but I need to know I can trust you around them.My blood oath isn't good enough for you.The cottage is angel's home she should have a say in it.Fair enough I suppose.Bruce makes his way to the bat computer.He starts to go through his case file and he gets to one that was burried marked disappearance .Disappearance? Damien saysYes I disappeared for 2 months. Bruce gets up and steps away from the computer.Damien I'm going to ask you one more time do you really want to know this.Of course I do. If you love that women so much why am I not your oldest child.Damien start to open the first files labled body.This file has 25 pictures of someone who was tortured and abusedBruce is sitting at the other side watching Damien's reaction to the photo Father these are of you.. damein's voice trails They are . Damien goes to the next file then the next. He doesn't say anything while he was readingsYou can stop at anytime.Damien finally finishes the whole files. You hate me don't you . I don't blame you if you do. I'd hate me too.Bruce doesn't say anything.I understand Damien I don't know what I feel when it comes to you . Damien gets up.I'll go pack my bags.Bruce checks his watch.I need you to go see Angel.Why? Damien just do it.Bruce walks him to the tunnel and lets him in. Bruce watches him go up the tunnel he then follows him up. In the cottage Damien opens the hatch and is hit with the smell of fresh baked cookies . He can hear everyone in the house is talking .soft music is playing in the background. Sissy had a rough day at school. Angel tells Marty.Damien clears his throat .Angel looks up. She gets up from the table and walks over to Damien.She has never seen him look so young before. She has watched him on the camera for the past 6 months.Damien honey? Why are you being so nice to me .Girls can you go to your rooms please . I'm not done mommy Marty saysYou can take it with you this one time ok . OkPenny leaves first the marti . But she stop and looks at her brother.Your my brother are you?Damien nodShe hugs him.I'm glad mommy letting you live with us you get to have my old room.He hugs her back.Bye. She a good mom you ll like it here. Marti say and runs off pass bruce. Angel puts a cookie and milk at one of the empty seat at the small table . Father said you wanted to see me? We need to talk ok. Come sit down. HoneyDamien didn't have the energy to argue with her about the pet name.Why are you inviting me into your home .Isn't this your father house?YesSo why wouldn't you be welcomed here.I have been here for six months and I'm just meeting my sisters?You are correct. We don't tell anyone that doesn't figure it out on their own.it's for your sisters safety .There's more to it you hate me and so does my father .Damien say quietly I thought I hated you and no your father doesn't hate you his feeling are just complicated not everything is black and white honey I'm not your honey .And your trying to kill me with poisonous cookies . He pushes the cookie away.Bruce leaves and goes in to his and Angel bed room to change clothes No the cookie is fresh and if your not going to eat it I will. It's just a term of endearment nothing to get your panties in a bunch. There is a sweet yet rough child under all of this addituteDamien crossed his arms and sulks.She takes the cookie and takes a bite.

I'm not your sonIf you aren't my son then I guess your not your father's son either . Damien huffsWhat belongs to my father belongs to you .Very good .so where were we ?You trying to exaplain why you don't hate me.Right I'm not proud of this but I was afraid of you.You should be I have killed a lot of people. Damien sayAnd I haven't? Don't let my name fool you honey Angel winks at Damien.My nickname was Angel of death.My father does have a type with a small smile.Angel laughsCan I go I need to pack my bags I'm leaving Gotham tonight . I know when I'm not wanted.Damien you haven't been listening. Your moving in with me and your sistersBut he doesn't want me and I dont blame him.Damien I want you her and how are you going to look out for your sisters if you run away?He opens and then closes his mouth.So let me explain to you what is going on in my head.Angel sigh and sits I transferred my hate for how you became to be on to you. I was wrong and now I'm going to try my best to make up for it.your mother has been on my list of people I have hate for a very long time .But why do want me I'm the child of a women you hate in your home I don't belong here.Angel sighDamien please listen to me again . I don't care about that women anymore. When I looks at you I see your father.You belong where ever he doesBut he ..No buts you belong to him just like your sister .But he loves them but he doesn't love me.And with a bit of hard work from your father his feel will get uncomplicated I promise. This is about Don't promise things you can can know for sure can happen.I have known your father longer than you I know what kind of heart he has.I don't deserve it.Look at me. You are apart of your father .say it DamienI'm a part of my father . Good but say it like you mean it !I'm apart of my father. Damien say loudly.Good now I need you to believe it. Angel puts her hand on his shoulder.Look at me please.Damien turns and at first he is staring at her bare feet.Eye up here buddyHe quickly looks up .Thank you my toes arent done. Angel smiles at him.You are half of the most beautiful amazing smart loving heroic man I have ever know that means something honey.I only have half the chance to be a great man like my father !No you have the option it's your choice to follow in your father's footsteps Or your mother's.you have the potential to be a super intelligent kind caring and wonderful young man one day.Yeah I suppose so.You will.Why are you so sure?Because you are apart of a family that love and care for each other. You have guidance now. Just like you had guidance to become a great assassin . Your young and you have just stepped into a new chapter in your life.Damien looks aroundCan we all move in to way manor?No but we can visit anytime you want Angel says with a smile.So what do you think about your new chapter so far?is there anything you want to explore maybe a new hobby?I cant promise you that this will work Well our blood oath tells me that your going to be the best big and little brother my girls can have . Blood oath matter to you don't they?Of course.I would have never done it if it didn't.Ok then . Angel gets up and walks into the kitchen. She brings back her sharpest knife in the kitchen.In the bed room bruce is watching what is going on in the dining roomsWhat are you doing with a knife you crazy beautiful women of mine.At the dinners room table Damien eyes the knife that Angel brought to the table. As a mom I am protective of all my children that mean the girls and you and dick too but dick is more like a baby brother to me but you get the picture.Yeah but I'm not your childStop being hard headed Damien you are apart this family now . But why would you want me you would have shot me. Why are you being nice to me now?I told you already I feel like there is more to this then a change of heart.Ok I guess i need to come clean about something that I have kept from your father for almost 10 years .I don't want there to be a secret anymore . Bruce I know your listen can you come in here please.

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BnHA Chapter 314: ...Or You Live Long Enough to See Yourself Become the Villain

Previously on BnHA: Some random assholes were all “let’s throw exploding spears at All Might and see if it activates his Conqueror’s Haki” and SURPRISE, MOTHERFUCKERS, IT DID!! Elsewhere, Lady Nagant confusingly tried to capture Deku alive by shooting him in the stomach, but to be fair I guess that’s what happens when you send an assassin to do a bounty hunter’s job, so yeah. Deku was all “ouch”, and then because this is a shounen he basically just straight up forgot about it, and did a big fancy Smokescreen thing, and then activated his mildly incomprehensible new ki-blasting quirk which he got from the Third. En and the Third were all “hey Deku maybe let’s not just impulsively activate all this shit in the heat of battle when you don’t know how to use it yet and you’re already injured,” and Deku was all “thanks for the quirks guys but I’ll take it from here” and snuck up on Nagant and grabbed her arm and so now what’s going to happen I wonder.

Today on BnHA: Nagant is all “[shoots Deku again]” because of course she is lol. Deku is all “tell me about AFO!” and Nagant is all “why would I tell you anything?” and then proceeds to tell him her entire life story which is FILLED WITH SO MUCH MURDER, YOU GUYS. Holy shit. So basically she was an assassin for the HPSC, which we already knew, but somehow it’s one thing to know that, and another to actually see her running around capping dudes in the forehead and being covered in more blood than the elevator from The Shining. Anyway, so you’ll never believe it, but all that murder had a negative impact on her psychologically, and eventually led her to question everything she believed about hero society, and so she killed her creepy boss and was promptly sent to Tartarus. This extremely fun chapter ends with Overhaul showing up all “HI, HELLO, I’M STILL HERE”, because for some reason he is still here. Why are you still here, Overhaul.

“the beautiful Lady Nagant” oh you know your audience don’t you Horikoshi

well all right then! so I’m guessing this means that she is not, in fact, going to roll over and die just because Deku’s out here all “GOT YA!” like they’re playing a game or tag or something. ffff may the manga gods have mercy on our young suicidal protagonist

lmao so Deku is all “GOD I’M SO SMART, WHAT A GOOD STRATEGY I HAD, CAPITOL JOB THERE OL’ CHAP, CAPITOL” and lol, okay. I mean, it was a good plan though. but I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop here

“I’ll make you give me information on All for One” well there you go, lol. Deku Angst arc still fully engaged. still no light in his eyes either of course. just a lil chaotic ball of sleep deprivation and rage

lol, fucking THANK YOU though

oh my god what the hell did she do to him lol

did she shoot him with her elbow??? fucking look at this?? THIS IS WHY WE LISTEN TO HAWKS oh my god Deku are you dead

WHAT’S HAPPENING, IS THIS GOOD OR BAD, WHO’S WINNING

things that I wish I could tell from this panel which I unfortunately cannot tell

did she stab him or shoot him?? can you imagine if it was the former lol. why does Horikoshi keep stabbing all my kids. look Kacchan now the two of you can match

did she actually hit him or did he get away??

or did she hit him and then he jumped away?? just, what

well anyway, so now Deku is asking her why she sided with AFO, but he seems a lot more pissed off than when he was interrogating Muscular, though. probably because she shot him three times. fair enough

oh my god

does Lady have a blog here on tumblr dot com?? -- does Horikoshi have a blog here on tumblr motherfucking dot com?? why do I suddenly feel like this man is out here sneakily reading up on all our discourse

oh my god Deku it’s almost like getting up close and personal with someone who can shoot custom bullets from any distance and any position with deadly accuracy was a terrible fucking idea

IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD WARNED YOU NOT TO ENGAGE WITH HER AT ALL COSTS. IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD HAD THE FORESIGHT TO DO THAT sob. can you imagine how much shorter this series would be if characters actually listened to Hawks. Hawks, and Momo. why do we even let anyone else run the show ever

OH MY GOD

DEKU, RUN

OH MY GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING

this looks a lot like what happens to me whenever I play One’s Justice. those fucking combo attacks that you can’t fucking escape from and so your character just has to stand there getting their ass whalloped repeatedly while you wonder why you paid $40 for this

but anyways though. so Lady who did you kill?? I bet they deserved it, don’t worry I forgive you

(ETA: ANYWAY SO FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT LADY NAGANT DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HER ENTIRE LIFE. aside from murdering all those innocent people and shit. but there were CIRCUMSTANCES, and THEY WERE EXTENUATING, OKAY.)

-- holy shit

looks like the HPSC arc is back on the menu boys

so are we about to learn that the HPSC was going full Hydra on people’s asses? secretly dispatching anyone they deemed a threat to society?? “taken care of” as in you fucking shot them??

so then was the “hero” she killed actually one of the guys who was giving or carrying out these orders?? holy shit Lady, up until now I’ve mainly just been stanning you for your flawless eyebrow game and metal af quirk, but this shit could actually get real very quickly, and I am prepared to genuinely and sincerely love the shit out of you depending on what we learn next about your backstory

oh my god?!?

so wait, hold up. am I reading this right?? basically the HPSC started murdering vigilantes because they were worried they were gaining too much of the public’s favor?? holy fucking shit???

oh my GOD oh my god

“it’s been a while since I scarred you all with the dead dog and the graphic slaughter of an entire innocent family, huh,” Horikoshi says thoughtfully. “anyway so what do you all think of my new creation, the Spaghetti Bullet.” well, Horikoshi, so you know that squished-up face that Kermit the Frog makes sometimes? yeah. that’s what I think, if you must know lol

holy hell the juxtaposition

I’m actually kind of surprised to learn she had a lot of fans? what with her M.O., I was expecting her to have been an underground hero like Aizawa, but apparently not? then again I still have absolutely no idea how any of that works. I really need to read Vigilantes already

oh snap

nothing like a sweet dose of assassin trauma to finally round out our BnHA Trauma Bingo!! well done guys, we finally collected all of the traumas! hooray!

noooo Ladyyyyyyy

holy shit what a fucking chapter. like, this man promised us an assassin, and went and fucking delivered. I was not expecting it to be this dark, lol, but holy shit I am here for it

you know, at some point you have to start questioning the logistics of this, though

I mean, how do I put this... her quirk isn’t exactly subtle. that murder scene from a few pages back looked like the first season of Dexter for fuck’s sake, that’s not exactly “disappearing” people now is it?? and I mean, her bullets are literally made from her own fucking hair; it seems like it would be impossible not to leave any evidence behind. did no one start to wonder who the fuck was going around murdering all these people? or did the people who asked too many questions wind up getting conveniently “disappeared” themselves??

and hey, speaking of asking too many questions

holy shit is he blackmailing her??!? or no, wait -- what the hell is he reaching for in his pocket boy you better not

(ETA: what exactly was this man expecting fdslkjd. “uh oh my unstoppable hair trigger assassin who is literally always armed is asking questions, better announce that I am going to shoot her and then reach into my pocket veeeeeery slowly while she stands there all of two feet away.” how did this guy ever function as the head of a shadow government with these decision-making skills, I’m genuinely baffled.)

OH MY GOD LADY YES

this. right here. is why “run the fuck away” was damn good solid fucking advice. oh shit. but my god did this dude have it coming

so wait lol has she just been narrating all of this out loud to Deku this entire time

okay but can we just stop for a moment and appreciate the fact that they’re having this deep conversation about the dark secrets of hero society right in the middle of their intense mid-air sniper free-for-all lol

holy shit you guys, Nagant’s the one that should have made the tell-all video. I mean, no offense to you, Dabi, I’m sure you worked very hard on your video and did a ton of crunches every day so that you would look good with your shirt off while you told the world all about how your dad was a jerk. but seriously...

this is already like 100x more convincing than what he put out. also, gasp, is it another flashback

yes it is oh my gosh

so the HPSC Chairladyperson whom ReDestro killed used to be this guy’s direct subordinate, huh? I wonder if she kept the whole assassin program going after she took over. can’t say I was feeling any particular kind of grieving way about her death before, but certainly not now lol

but unfortunately Nagant has finally lost me at the same place where all of the villains inevitably do, which is to say when they somehow make the dubious mental leap from “society sucks and is bad” to “let’s just be openly fucking evil lol, worth a shot.” because when heroes murder innocent people and cover it up, that’s obviously bad (and I mean, it absolutely fucking is lol, don’t get me wrong); but when villains murder innocent people straight up out in the open without giving a fuck, they’re righteous revolutionaries? just -- is there really no non-murdery middle ground here?? I guess that’s what Deku and co. are for, hopefully

anyways oh shit Deku seems to have spotted something?? and he’s doing something weird with Blackwhip what

oh, he spotted her, I guess

lmaooooo

new favorite Deku panel right here. a masterpiece

oh my god you guys our little boy is starting to grow up before our eyes

you love to see it. and you can tell with those elipses that he’s gearing up to say something really cool and determined and badass like the shounen protag he is, yes please, Deku ilu so much please do your thing

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

IS THAT A TEENY TINY LIL EYE SPARKLE THERE OMG. still not anywhere close to his usual standard, but that’s some clear resolve there in his eyes there at long last! it always shines the most clearly when he’s being true to himself and his ideals, so I love that it finally shows up again here, when he’s reaffirming his resolve to help others no matter what

uh oh so what’s Lady going to do now

is it time for a trump card?? kinda sounding like it’s time for a trump card

???

I lied btw, this is my new favorite Deku panel. but anyways what is she up to now lol

ohhhhhh, lol

why does she seem shocked, lol. here I thought this was part of her plan, but apparently she forgot all about ol’ “Look Ma, No Hands” back up there

and so I guess that’s it for this week! so we’ve learned basically everything now about Lady and her quirk and her history with the HPSC and why she agreed to work for AFO. pretty much the only question that still remains is why the hell she decided to drag this asshole along for the ride! because I still cannot figure that out dsklkjlkf

(ETA: actually now I’m kind of wondering if they maybe have some past connection we don’t know about yet. when exactly was Nagant sent to Tartarus? is it possible she was ordered to track down and kill Overhaul at some point before that, but never got around to it? or something else along those lines? idk but now I’m curious.)

anyways Deku, I know that your empathy has no bounds and that you’re on a “saving villains” kick right now, and good on you... but also, if you decide to just like, skip all of that shit just this once, absolutely no one will hold it against you, I’m just saying. just, all I’m asking here is maybe let’s think twice before we start trying to reform guys who imprison and torture little girls for profit. I think maybe that’s a good place to draw the line. next week is going to be a very interesting chapter lol

#bnha 314 #lady nagant #midoriya izuku #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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Just My Type: Dark!Steve x Reader (Mob AU)

Chapter 2 in the Lipstick and Crayons Series.

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Darkside

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A/N: This chapter is 2K words more than the last chapter and I’ve second guessed every single line in this one. This story is getting a lot of traction guys and I’m equal parts happy and scared. Thank you for the nice comments, they do encourage me. Also I’m just ranting feel free to skip this note haha. Your support in any form: like, comment or reblog is appreciated greatly. Also you can dm if you want to be friends, God knows I need those. Hopefully, this chap was worth the wait. Also, I made a poster for this on the main masterlist so check that out, it might be foreshadowing dome plot.

Warning: Eventual Non-Con, Sickening Threats, Mob Themes, Violence, Death, Manipulation, a mild mental breakdown, Cheap Tricks later.

Genres + Characters: Mob AU, Single Parents AU, Steve Rogers x Reader.

Summary: Steve can't ever repay you for what you did. After meeting you, Steve believes his broken family is the missing piece in the puzzle of your own wrecked one. Indebting the crime lord to you has been the biggest mistake of your life, cause now you can't get rid of him, no matter what. Loyalty and favours go a long way in the mob.

Chapter 2: Just My Type

It had almost been a week since the incident and you had barely gotten a wink of sleep. When you drove back to your house that night, Steve surprisingly didn’t argue as you had expected. After that friend of his whispered something in his ears, you only assumed he was needed elsewhere and you couldn’t be more thankful for that. They escorted you to your car and Steve thanked you with a strained smile, words genuine but eyes calculating. You didn’t even wonder what went inside his head. You were thankful for the peace and quiet of your own car, content to just get out of the area and into your humble abode.

After you put the already asleep Grace to bed, you couldn’t bring yourself to get out of her room. You just sat on the floor beside the bed, hand intertwined with hers as you rested your head beside her tummy on the mattress.

Your adrenaline wore off and your limbs ached as your thoughts finally settled into place, the gravity of the catastrophe a few hours prior hitting you. Tears made their way down your cheeks as you realized that you both could have very well died tonight.

One bullet could have sealed each of your lives and you were basically defenseless had Steve not saved you against the creeping assaulter. You couldn’t commend yourself for even defending yourself against one attacker, the guilt of killing someone harboring in your tired head. Your quiet whimpers eventually wore you out, while Grace’s shallow breaths lulled you to sleep.

You didn’t manage to sleep for long though, every time your eyes closed, horrific images flashed in your mind. A blood curdling scream here, heaps of dead bodies there, with distant exploding sounds all around. You could see men clad in black holding guns to Grace’s head and whensoever you woke up, you just wondered how much more creative your mind could get, making these visuals so realistic.

When 8 AM rolled in, you didn’t wake Grace up even though it was Monday and you had work. You got up, changed into a long tee after a shower and called your office and then her daycare. You knew you would have a hard time going back to your normal life, to become trusting enough to leave her alone.

Your assumption about yourself was right. You took almost the entire week off, which your boss generously allowed you to after hearing your traumatic experience, which soon made the city news headlines. All your colleagues checked on you, almost once in the five day break you took, and sweetly enough offered to bring you anything you needed.

It was kind of them, but none of them could bring you what your heart genuinely craved: peace and assurance that you and Grace would be safe.

Even though Saturdays were off, you did go to work to see what you missed and where to start on again. You went in because you knew that the random spurt of resolution you got in the bathroom to collect your life, wouldn’t last.

To ease back into your normal life, you gathered your guts, called a babysitter and left home. You couldn’t bring yourself to leave Grace at the daycare just yet. One of your good friends offered to come in to the office and help you, even on the weekend and you were quite grateful to him.

When you both decided to take lunch in the nearby dining place, you both got to talking, the conversation obviously originating from ‘How have you been?’ and ‘Is Grace okay?’. You reminisced about how you used a photobooth to hide, grotesquely and uncomfortably chuckling when you remembered Sarah calling you her mom and how her dad saved you all.

You deliberately left the part where you killed someone and Steve shot someone too. You hadn’t come to terms with it yet and you stiffly restricted your mind whenever it tried to go down that lane.

He sensed how the conversation was becoming tense and distressing for you and briskly redirected the topic.

“I hope the dad was hot though?” He wiggled his eyes creepily and you snorted at his vulgarity, light for the first time in days.

“He was easy on the eyes; I will admit that.” You played along, recalling your girlfriends and how you used to ogle people.

“Don’t be a homewrecker though, I don’t support cheating.” He said nonchalantly, checking his phone as a notification bell rang off.

“He’s a widower.”

His eyes snapped up and met yours as his head tilted in confusion. “That’s a strange fact to know about someone you met for a few minutes.”

Steve’s even stranger comment about his dead wife popped in your mind and before you could stop yourself, you blurted that out as well.

“He even said and I quote, ‘She deserved what she got.’” He put his phone down, weirdly amused.

“Ooh Creepy! Do you think he is one of those husbands who kill their wives and bury them in the backyard? The podcasts always say that the psychopaths are visually handsome and charming. And his statement was quite vague and spooky.” He continued munching, and you felt that now Aiden was really paying attention unlike before.

“Steve did have a gun while searching for Sarah, come to think of it.” You drank your tea and awaited his response. What you did not expect was his eyes to widen and worry to cloud his features.

“Um Widower Steve with a toddler Sarah? At the place where The Vices attacked?” He mumbled, grabbing his phone and doing God knows what on it. Your eyebrows furrowed and before you could ask him what was up with his antics, he resumed.

“This is a long shot but I really hope your Steve didn’t look like this.” He positioned the phone in your vision, and you could already tell it was Steve by the sapphire blue of his eyes piercing through the screen into your soul. The picture was a month or two old, his hair was much longer when you met him than in the photo.

“This is him.” Your eyes met Aiden’s and worry visibly took over his features as his forehead creased and jaw tense.

He looked around the restaurant, finding it empty in the afternoon. He leaned and whispered, “This Steve of yours is dangerous.”

You interrupted Aiden, even though you already knew Steve was, the sight of his armed men still fresh in your head, and inquired, “Why do you say so?”

“It’s just like the fictional stories we hear from our parents, except here, in this city of ours, every myth holds true. There are really powerful men, untouchable by law, who reign the city silently and live luxuriously. Every shady, under the table deal you’ve heard of, transpires. Illegal trades, fraud schemes and bounty hunters are not fictional, they exist here. These men kill whatever hinders them and trust me, you don’t want to be the deer caught in their Jaguar’s headlights.”

Ice froze in your veins again, resembling the fear you felt that night but now because of your deemed ‘savior’. You convinced yourself that you had not wronged him in any way, instead had saved his daughter’s life.

“Are you in contact with him? If you are, distance yourself cleverly, don't block him immediately.”

“No, we just parted ways near my car, he thanked me for Sarah and was called away. It’s almost been a week and he hasn’t reached out if that’s what you mean. We didn’t exchange contacts and I don’t think I even told him my full name.” You explained yourself as if you were on the witness stand in court, trying to convince yourself more than Aiden.

“Pray that he doesn’t remember you more than that, if at all. I’m being totally honest here in telling you this, I’m genuinely worried for you and Grace. You are smart but he is powerful. He has unimaginable resources and if you become more than a speck of dust on his windshield, you are screwed. There is no exaggeration here.” You took his words to your heart and swore to be careful, if not for yourself then for Grace.

The rest of the day went by and you found yourself dwelling on and worrying about Aiden’s words. At least he put it out there as it was. Heeding his advice, you did google Steve on your phone, finally finding him in the topmost news headline when you added ‘Buck’ in the search bar as well.

‘With 38 lawsuits pending against businessman Steve Rogers, the filers have lost all hope in prosecuting him. All cases are being drawn out for indefinite periods of time by the Chief Justice Bruce……’

Aiden was right.

Businessmen was code for illegal mob heads. Cases being stretched on meant he was, in fact, invincible, at least to the common man’s fists.

You flickered through several titles, each one more surprising than the last. He was believed to be involved in the carnival attack, alleged for three hit and run cases that he didn’t lose but the witnesses swore they saw him driving and was also rumored to have brought in quintals of drugs just last week, but the packets just evaporated into thin air and there was no proof of their existence in the first place even on incessant searching.

Every crime of his made you shudder and you mentally thanked Aiden for pulling you out of your oblivion. Your mind raced and heart palpated and you cursed yourself for being so drastically unaware even after living here for almost four years. Technically speaking, Steve and you were even, him saving your life and you saving his daughter’s. No logical reason came to your mind for him contacting you ever.

You wished as Aiden said and assured yourself that your paths would never cross again, Steve not having reached out in a week, so hopefully never again.

That thought went out the window when you reached home to find a box awaiting you. Hannah, the babysitter you had called, informed you it came around 5 in the evening and was exclusively to be opened by you today.

Your mind raced as you paid the babysitter, your hands sweaty as you tried not to think about the gift and its sender. There was an apparently clear answer to who mailed it but you refused to accept that, courtesy of Aiden.

The box was of the height of Grace, it was black with red hearts painted across it; some red roses also sparingly adorned it. You opened the lid and found tons of red tissues and a multi-flower bouquet adorned with mostly red roses and a few purple and pink flowers.

Because of your frequent gardening in your backyard, you knew all the flowers’ meanings. To sum it all up, red flowers, especially roses were used for courting someone. Pink meant admiration, purple for beauty and you knew the ‘violet’ flowers were for loyalty.

As your nerves increased tenfold, you willed yourself to get it over with and empty out the box first, ignoring the little card in your bouquet, saving the ‘best’ for last. You find a mini bouquet inside but unlike yours, it had chocolates of every kind. You did read its card and cringed when it was for Grace, bothered not by the deed but by the doer.

Further inside were some animal plushies, face masks, perfumes, scented body lotions and shampoos. Your head hurt thinking about the ‘single mother care package’ delivered to you by someone you refused to acknowledge.

As Grace sat in her playpen occupied, you dared to pick your card and read its message, your heart beating unrealistically fast for someone who refused to accept the cruciality of her situation.

I can’t thank you enough in this lifetime for saving my little princess. The gift of your help is more than anything money could ever buy for me. Please accept this invitation of mine for dinner tomorrow night, 7PM at La Bonne Nuit, as a symbol of my sincere gratitude for everything you’ve done. I’ll gets the kids covered and pick you up, you just be ready and look as amazing you always do. Sincerely, Steve Rogers

You stilled as you read it over and over again.

An invitation, your ass. Even in writing his authority portrayed, there was no question and hope for you coming, he just stated that you’d come. Looking pretty as always? You just met him once, in the middle of a calamity, covered in dirt and blood.

All the red roses and gifts screamed his romantic interest but you illusioned yourself into thinking they meant gratitude. You wouldn’t be able to digest it all otherwise.

Knowing what you knew now about Steve, you understood there was no denying the dinner tomorrow. You had to get out of his clutches and distance yourself, but as Aiden had so rightfully said, cleverly.

That night you laid in bed mulling over your next course of actions. You had called the gift shop to return the unwarranted presents you received but they said it was non refundable and anonymous to trace. You bitterly snorted in their face, they put a card with Steve’s name on it for heaven’s sake!

You didn’t flinch even when you realized you never gave Steve your address, neither for mailing stuff nor for picking you up. There was no number given to call him and thank or to call him and deny. The bastard had planned it all out, and you felt like you were driving in a one way lane, going deeper into the tunnel. Somewhere among your all-relentless fretting, you managed to finally sleep.

When the doorbell rang, your eyebrows furrowed. It was just 6 PM and you weren’t expecting anybody else except for Steve. You had already begun getting ready, having developed a habit of keeping an extra margin of time now having a toddler. You still had to assemble Grace’s essential backpack, fill it with her meds and bottles.

While still putting on your diamond earring, you made your way to the door, unlocking it to find a redhead grinning at you. Before you could interact with her, a small body clung to your legs and you looked down to find the azure eyed kid that put you in this mess, Sarah, smiling up at you.

“Mama! You look pwetty!” She looked up in awe and now aware that she didn’t have a mother, you were even more so coerced into accepting this title rather than telling the kid that 'you are semi orphaned'.

“I’m Wanda, Sarah’s nanny. Mr. Rogers told me to pick her friend, Grace, up for the night?” So, this was what Steve meant. Bringing Sarah was proof enough of her legitimacy, but behind her you saw ‘Buck’ salute you from the driver’s seat of the black car. One of these days, you needed to learn his real name.

You invited Wanda inside and Sarah ran to Grace immediately, grabbing and whining while asking Grace to give her some popcorn she was munching on, her fist generously full.

In your open plan kitchen, you grabbed two plastic bowls, filled them with each with the tub of popcorn that sat in the microwave and handed each toddler one, fortunately quietening Sarah. Sarah obeyed Grace, in first thanking you, their ‘mama’ and then following her to her open playpen.

You faced Wanda again who sat on a barstool and kept on beaming. If your annoyance at her amusement showed, she sure didn’t let it falter the smile.

“Mr. Rogers told me you’d worry about your daughter, but I assure you she’d be in more than capable hands.” All you could focus on was how self-reassured she was. “I’ve served him for almost two years, the last family I served, I was there for 8 years and before them, I was employed for 3. I know the general bedtime and snacks, all I need from you is information about her allergies.”

You nodded and told her about Grace, her meds and what all you packed. When you got to know that her family owned the daycare Grace went to, you were finally somewhat convinced. After seeing them off, it was about fifteen minutes later, that the devil disguised in Prada showed up at your door.

You grabbed your purse and your keys. Wiping your sweaty palms on your dress, you opened the door. Steve stood there, a smirk lodging on his handsome face. His blue, three-piece suit perfectly paired with his cerulean eyes was impressive to say the least.

He was dressed to kill, and it appeared as if you were his first victim.

As your eyes took him in from top to bottom, his did the same lazily, taking their time, resting at certain places for longer period than others.

“You look stunning.”

You knew you did. You wore one of your more expensive dresses when you found out La Bonne Nuit to be one of the few seven-star hotels in the country. In hindsight, if you’d have dressed worse, maybe he’d have left you alone.

“Thank you.”

“Shall we?” He offered you his hand and you obliged with your palm in his. Your other hand pulled the doorknob while you stepped out, all alarms already set-in place. He waited while you locked and put the keys in and when you were done, with a soft kiss along your knuckles, he pulled you along.

The act surprised you, your stomach turning and your gut wrenching and you wondered if you’d be able to process the food after all, with your upset digestive system.

Like a proper gentleman, he opened the door for you and when you settled, he took his position at the driver’s seat. The silence was painful for you, your overthinking finally filling ideas in your head that you avoided contemplating about all day, focusing on Grace.

He was relaxed though; his humming was proof enough.

Mid way through, your thoughts were rudely interrupted when a hand housed itself on your knee. You glanced to find Steve’s palm slightly rubbing your knee. If it was meant to be assuring, you certainly didn’t feel like it.

You frowned and looked up to Steve who still had the arrogant smirk on his face, eyes straight ahead on the road, giving no indication of his inappropriate touching.

You wanted to swat his hand away but a brainwave dashed through your head and a disturbing thought made you halt, that whether he carried guns to restaurants as well, since carnivals were no big deal.

You ignored his hand and continued looking outside, pretending to ignore it as well as he did. Your scowl was a huge giveaway though.

You didn’t know that, but when your eyes found their way out, his finally rested on your face, the smirk growing even more.

Thankfully, apart from the incongruous touching, the dinner went okay-ish. The food and wine were impeccable, perfect even, the restaurant on the hotel’s top floors was so picturesque. You tried to savor your one-time experience there, knowing you’d no way be able to come back there.

Well, you tried to relish as much as you could while your mind still sat there, wary of the human in front of you. If you’d ignore your journey here, Steve was nothing short of a true gentleman, often making you wonder if you had imagined his hand on you.

This ‘friendly’ date you were having was probably one of the best you have had, he had left no expenses. He appeared to be interested in your work, about your childhood and about Grace’s but you swiftly avoided his questions about her father. He was growing a tad bit too comfortable for your liking and you still refused to entertain the idea that this was a ‘date’ date.

When you were finally onto dessert, the last course of your meal, your table was shadowed by the broad frame of a brunette and his date. He clapped Steve’s shoulder and Steve rose to hug him, you awkwardly smiled.

“It’s been far too long since you’ve been here, Cap. Why don’t you and your gorgeous date stop by my penthouse for a bit? We could finally go over the papers you sent me, in person?” He winked, they discussed something more and then went away, his date bowing and trailing after him as well.

Steve claimed his seat again, and finally told you about the interrupter. “That was my good friend, Tony Stark, always in a hurry. I’ll introduce you to him when we meet him later.”

“I think I’ll be heading home; you need not worry about my introduction, I hardly think we’ll ever run into each other again.” His eyes narrowed and you clarified, “Me and Mr. Stark, I meant.”

That’s good, don’t associate yourself with more of his kind.

“He was so kind in inviting you though, it would be rude to refuse.”

“It’s already late, Steve. And I’ve never left Grace alone for a night yet. What if she’s antsy? What if she is bothered? What if she feels unsafe? She's only used to very few people, and after last week, I-” You had started the sentence hoping to use Grace as an excuse but every word of yours succeeded in making you more apprehensive.

The carnival night flashed in your mind, along with the nightmares and you started panicking even more. Your hands clammy, your dessert spoon fell in your lap as sought your phone in your purse, hoping to call Wanda for an update. You felt like a terrible mother, who left her child with a stranger, only a week after she suffered trauma, just to go on a date with a mobster.

Steve reached across the table and grabbed your fidgety hands and as you wriggled to get your hands free, he softly called your name. Voice stern but vocals gentle. Your blurry eyes snapped to meet his while he guided you to breathe deeply, in and out.

His firm hold convinced you to listen to him, you’d never free yourself of them otherwise.

When you had calmed a bit, he withdrew his hands and fetched his phone. Your thoughts slowed down, and you wondered if anyone here was judging you. Your little scene, mercifully, went unnoticed by the other affluent people dining here.

Steve handed you his phone where four colored frames rested, the screen showing you Grace and Sarah cuddled in a frilly, pink four poster where Wanda sat too, her lips moving.

The feed was live and the screen muted, both the toddlers’ eyes fluttering close slowly, on the bridge of sleep.

You handed the phone back to Steve and drank your water while he rubbed circles on the back of one of your hands. You never freaked out like you did right now, always collected and never giving into anxiety. What had happened to you?

Well, In your defense, you had never experienced a disaster either.

“The kids are safe; I’m never putting either of them in harm’s way ever again.”

Your mind did catch the plural in his statement but you promised yourself you would not let it get that far and continued drinking your water, emptying the entire glass.

“The HD image you just saw was by cameras Tony recently developed. His technology is amazing, I’ll take you to his lab sometime.” You appreciated his attempt to redirect the topic but you also focused on how tech-savvy his friends were as well.

You hummed and agreed, trying to be ambiguous with your answer.

When you finished your dessert, you hoped he’d forget about his ‘friend’ Tony but to no avail.

“His penthouse is two floors above. He owns this hotel as well in case you didn’t notice.” He led you to the elevator as you recalled the Starks Group logo you saw earlier sometime.

Some AI named Jarvis opened the elevator doors for you in the living room of Tony’s penthouse. It was even more magnificent than the restaurant earlier, the place illuminated by several hues of different colours. Steve chuckled and strung you along, introducing you to a ginger-head named Pepper, who was Tony’s date earlier and went to search for his acquaintance.

She offered you wine but you politely declined, opting for water instead. She brought your glass to you from the extravagant kitchen and you both sat on the barstool there instead of the living room. Too anxious to say the wrong thing, you stayed quiet until her voice filled the deafening silence.

“So, Steve almost never brings dates around. You two serious?” She questioned, leaning towards you, waiting for some gossip, no doubt.

“Oh no! We aren’t dating. He just invited me for a friendly dinner. We merely met the other week.” You deliberately left out the part where there was bombing by crime families and attack on the common man.

“Honey, in the mob life, you don’t just introduce random people to the fam.”

Oh, she wasn’t being shy about the whole mob ordeal. It seemed weird to hear it from her, since you and Steve hadn’t used the word yet. Maybe he figured you already knew considering the circumstances you met in or how famous he was.

“We really aren’t romantically involved. This dinner was just a gesture of gratitude if I’m being truthful.”

She chuckled, as if you were a kid making stories and quizzed, “Gratitude for what?”

You trapped yourself into that one. You didn’t know how to answer her and your brain downright blanked. Surprisingly,, Steve came to your rescue and two voices interposed your conversation.

Steve called your name and as you turned to the men, he continued, “She’s the one who saved Sarah the other night. You know the story, Wilson probably got it printed.”

“Impressive, really. Hey, I’m Tony and I see you’ve already met Pepper, my fiancée.” He shook your hand and kissed your knuckles, much like Steve did earlier in the day. You bowed, smiled and mumbled a ‘nice to meet you as well’. They escorted you to the elevator and Tony continued.

“Well, it’s not everyday Steve brings brave and extraordinarily attractive women around. Welcome to the family, sweetie. She’s a keeper, Cap.” He winked while saying the last sentence and before you could correct him, Steve ushered you inside the elevator, bro-hugging him. As the doors closed, Pepper winked at you from behind Tony and a shudder ran through you.

Okay you had to make it clear, get on the same page.

As the elevator music filled the silence, you started, “Steve, look we aren’t-”, “I served in the army, that’s why Tony calls me Cap, short for captain.” And crudely got interrupted.

“I never wanted to get into the army, I thought people were fools to sacrifice the one life they got. But I went to make my mother’s dream a reality, I really loved her, you know? Sarah is named after her, my mother.”

His voice broke at the end and as much as you wanted to redirect onto your former topic, you couldn’t. This amiability of yours would be the death of you.

“She died alone in her bed; I was dispatched too far away to even make it back for her funeral.” He mumbled but you heard him clear as a sunny day, and he leaned back onto the wall for support while you awkwardly rubbed his shoulder to return the support he provided earlier during your mental breakdown.

He closed his eyes and gathered himself, taking deep breaths. As the elevator dinged, his eyes opened and he gave you a strained smile.

The car ride to his mansion was painfully silent, his mind too sidetracked to focus on harassing you again. With all that you went through today, you almost forgot about that.

His mansion was enormous, twenty guards stood outside and even more patrolled the lawn. He took you inside his house, the interior even more detailed and scenic than Tony’s temporary residence.

You just concentrated on swiftly getting Grace and Uber-ing back. As Steve showed you earlier, Grace and Sarah hugged and slept and it was a meticulous task to untangle their limbs without waking either of them up andnd get Grace with her back-pack. You thanked Wanda on the way out, hoping to avoid Steve but somehow he stood outside before you, leaning on his sleek black car. He opened the door for you before you could refuse the ride. You settled with Grace in the backseat itself, trying to be smart.

He just summoned one of his guards to drive and sat alongside you in the back. You didn’t let the annoyance at his clinginess show though. You just focused on Grace who drooled over your shoulder.

Hopefully, there won’t be any point of exposure to him ever again, your circles didn’t match, both social and professional. Your Venn diagrams didn’t overlap anywhere. This should be reason enough to avoid meeting ever again.

He didn’t try anything even this ride around. You doubted it was hardly because of the toddler or because of the driver. He did as he pleased, if he wanted to he could very well grope you. Luckily, he wasn't in the mood.

When you reached your dwelling, you stepped out hastily, thanking him in a whisper. You fumbled to get your keys out, but since everything you held slowed you down, he caught up with you without even trying.

He took and held Grace’s bag while you drew the keys out, Grace still on your hip. He handed you the bag back, “So this is it, I guess?”

“Yeah, tonight was a total delight. Thanks for the dinner and everything, really.” You put up your best façade, hoping to convince him.

“It was, thanks to you. The company matters the most.”

You awkwardly chuckled and you sensed him leaning in, his eyes flickering shut. Your eyes closed as you turned your head to avoid him, so that his lips would peck your cheek.

They never came.

Your eyes opened to find his and he chuckled, leaning in once again swiftly, catching you off guard this time. He didn’t meet your lips though, he kissed the corner of your mouth, lips overlapping for a fraction of skin.

“In due time, baby.” He stepped back and strolled to his car leisurely, content in his own world.

You opened your door and slammed it shut, the peck feeling wrong on so many levels. It felt more sensual than a lover’s kiss, leaving room for intimacy and longing.

Your thoughts ran a hundred kilometers an hour, the most absurd but nauseatingly true being, this was a date and it was not your last encounter.

Steve smirked outside in his car, the dinner an absolute success in his opinion. Tonight just made him feel that you both were more than compatible for each other. You needing him during your mental breakdown, him relaxing under your shy touch, Tony’s approval, not that important though, and your anxiety for Grace was the best part, because he, more often than he’d like to admit, fussed about Sarah the same way, agonizing and fretting her well being.

A text lit up his black screen and his grin widened even more if possible.

‘The Stark cameras are up and working, Sir.’

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A Certain Hopelessness

Aaron Hotchner x Daughter!reader

Warnings: angst, kidnapping, violence, swearing, sad!hotch

a/n: some sad Hotch stuff for your angst needs!! Also, there is a creepy unsub here, just a warning. This is set in around s7 and the reader is 15-16

word count: 2.1k

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There was a feeling of hopelessness that had settled within the BAU over the past 2 days. A feeling of helplessness that was most felt by Aaron Hotchner, who'd been listening to his daughter screaming in pain, begging for him to come and save her. The whole team had the same thought in their head;

They couldn't come and save you because you'd been hidden so well.

But that didn't mean that they weren't going to try, they would try their hardest to find and save the little girl they'd watch grow up for years. But they also know that they couldn't save every single person, they just hoped that you wouldn't be that next person that they couldn't save. No one had even tried to get Hotch to move from his position at the round table, he'd told them that he wouldn't leave you, even though you had no way of knowing that he was there.

He would always be with you.

—

You'd pulled your knees up to your chest to try and obtain some body heat, since sitting on a cold, concrete floor of a basement where it was always constantly breezy didn't give you much of a high temperature. You wished that you hadn't left school early, maybe then you wouldn't be in your current situation.

"Good morning," You looked up at the door at the top of the stairs in fear, seeing the shadow of your kidnapper standing in the door. You winced as you pushed yourself into a corner, trying to make yourself as small as possible. He laughed as he stepped down the creaky stairs, and you saw the silver glint of a knife in his hands. "I hope you slept well, you got a long day ahead of ya'."

"Pl-please don-don't hurt me, I-I won't try to run again! I-I promise," You stuttered, fear filled eyes looking up at him. Through the little light in the basement, you could see the malicious grin on his face. "I'll-I'll do whatever you want, just-just please don't ki-kill me." You begged.

"Oh honey, I don't know if you got this, but I'm not gonna kill you, mainly because I wanna hurt your daddy," He said. "Make him feel like the awful person he is."

"This is about my dad?" You asked him, letting yourself relax a tiny bit. He nodded and crouched down in front of you, pulling you forward by the collar of your no bloodied hoodie.

"Damn right this is about your dad," He snarled, pushing you back into the corner roughly. "Don't you feel awful when he leaves you and that little brother of yours own your own? But then again, he worries about what you'll do to the only child he cares about, he couldn't give a shit about you." You blinked and couldn't help but furrow your eyebrows, feeling your heart sink. You shook your head as you looked up at him.

"Wh-what?" You asked quietly. He chuckled at your confusion and obvious hurt, his plan coming together. He was reversing everything you'd ever known, he knew that your dad loved you and Jack equally, but he could easily make you believe that your dad hated you with every single fibre of his being. He knew you were easily manipulated, and he knew exactly what to say to get you upset.

"Don't act like you don't know, darling. Your dad despises you, he hasn't even got that team looking after you," He said. Your eyes filled with tears as you thought about being left with this man a minute longer, but it hurt even more to think about that your dad didn't care about you enough to look for you. "They left on a case this morning, he told them you didn't matter."

"You-you're lying," You didn't know if you were telling him that he was, or you were trying to convince yourself that he was. "My-my dad wouldn't leave anyone." You said. He chuckled and came closer to you.

"Well, maybe you aren't anyone, you've never appeared to be to your dad," Tears leaked from your eyes as he'd finally, truly broken you down. "Why are you crying? I haven't even started hurting you yet."

—

Hotch couldn't bare to watch this man hurl abuse and untrue thoughts at you much longer, he couldn't watch you be broken down anymore. He shut his eyes as he heard you start screaming, presumably in pain. There was a knock on the door, Hotch spun around on the chair he was sitting on to see who was there.

"Sir, we think we've found a possible suspect on who has Y/N," Garcia told him. "Based on what he'd said in the video earlier, we found that he believes your a bad father to her and Jack, and that she'd be better off with him," She said. It didn't take a criminal profiler to see the hurt flash on the normally stoic Aaron Hotchner's face. "So, taking information with males that had lost a child, we found Craig Brock, he lost his daughter Leona in a car crash last year, And she shares a very, very striking resemblance to your daughter,” Garcia watched as Hotch took in what she was saying. “And with that, Reid determined tha5 he wants you to feel the same helplessness that he had felt when he lost his daughter.” She finished, sliding a picture of the girl across the table to her boss. Hotch took the picture and saw the resemblance, he sighed. He didn't want you to share the same fate as this girl, he didn't want to lose you.

"Do you have an address yet?" He asked.

"I'm working on it sir, but you should have her back by the end of the day," Garcia said, smiling at Hotch, who gave her a small sliver of a smile in return. "You should probably turn that off, or at least go home and see Jack, if anything happens with Y/N or our Unsub, you'll be the first to know." Hotch sighed as he turned the TV off, turning the volume down and standing up.

“I never thought the day I’d be taking orders from you would come, Garcia,”

—

You grunted as you finally built up enough strength to rip the sleeve off of your hoodie so you could wrap it around your waist where you had been slashed. His words had echoed in your head since he’d even muttered them, did your dad even care about you? Were the team even looking for you? Hell, were they even in the country? You broke down into tears again, your blood coated hands coming up to cover your mouth. They fell back down to your sides when the door was yanked open, almost coming off of its hinges.

“Get up!” He snarled, huffing out in anger when you pushed yourself further into the corner, making yourself as small as possible. “I said, get up.” He practically growled. You sat still, crying out in fear when he grabbed the collar of your hoodie and pulled you up onto your feet roughly.

“Okay! Okay! I-I’m sorry,” You whimpered, holding your hands out in fear. He dragged you up the stairs, you crying all the way up as the pain from your wounds shot up.

“Looks like I was wrong about your dad not caring for you, he and his team are on their way here,” He said in your ear, his arm snaking around your neck and then his free hand holding a gun to your temple. You were shaking, your entire body trembling with fear. “He’s not gonna know what to do when he comes through that door, you’re cut up like a piece of paper.”

“He’ll probably fucking kill you,” You snarled. He was taken back by your sudden change in attitude, and righted his arm around your neck and pushed the barrel of the gun closer to your head.

“Anymore of that, and I’ll put a bullet through your skull,” He said in your ear.

That shut you up quickly.

It felt like hours before the door creaked open, and from the back room, you could see that Emily, Morgan and Reid were entering the house.

“Help! Help!” You screamed, only for a hand to be clamped over your mouth and to be thrown to the floor. His foot was on your neck, a gun pointed between your eyes. Emily, Morgan and Reid all cornered him, their eyes watching as you struggled to breathe, coughing and gasping as you tried to bring air into your lungs. You were beaten black and blue, and covered in blood, they almost didn’t recognise you.

“Craig Brock, let Y/N go,” Emily said calmly. “We know what happened to Leona, and we know that there was nothing you could do to help your daughter. Do you really wanna put another father through the pain of losing their child?” She asked him. In a moment of hesitancy, he removed his foot from your neck, allowing you to cough and then slide away from him. In what seemed as though a move of panic, he shot down at the floor, narrowly missing your head, but just clipping the side of your ear. A ringing noise deafened you, and you screamed.

—

Hotch felt his heart drop as he heard a gunshot and then a scream. Emily had ordered him to stay outside, she didn’t want him doing something that he would end up regretting. Minutes later, the front door opened again, only this time you were there, Spencer’s arm around your waist to support you and your arm around his shoulder. Walking out of there, you looked so small and scared. There was no way that Hotch couldn’t run towards you, gently taking you from Spencer.

“Da-daddy?” There was a small smile on your face as you saw the blurry figure of your dad. Hotch smiled in relief and nodded, arms going around you gently so’s not to disturb anymore of your cuts or slashes. “You-you came.” You stuttered.

“Of course I came, I wasn’t gonna leave you, honey,” He assured you. You couldn’t properly hear what your dad was saying, but you could make it out. “Alright, let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Can you carry me?” You asked, holding your arms out to him. Hotch nodded and lifted you gently, holding you close like if he let you go, he’d lose you once again.

“Can I see Y/N yet?” Jack asked his dad. Hotch smiled as he nodded at his youngest child, who was clearly eager to have his older sister back. Hotch was getting Jack from school while you were asleep at home, with every door and window locked to improve your safety.

“Yeah, she got home this morning after I dropped you off at school, she’s been missing you too,” Hotch told Jack. When they got home, Jack practically shot upstairs. “Jack, do not go into Y/N’s room.” Hotch called up to him. Jack sighed as he waited for his dad to come up the stairs.

“Can I go in yet?” Hotch laughed as he nodded, opening the door to your room and sighing at you when he saw you were now awake, Greys Anatomy playing on your TV. “Y/N!”

“Hey bubs!” You cheered, smiling at your brother as you pulled your brother up onto your bed. Hotch sat down on the end of your bed and took the TV remote turning it off. “Dad.” You whined.

“You’re supposed to be asleep, Y/N,” He reminded you. You sighed as you flopped back onto your bed.

“Can I stay here?” Jack asked, looking at your dad. Hotch shook his head.

“No, Jack, Y/N has to try and get some sleep,” He said. You pulled Jack to sit beside you and you both pouted up at your dad, who sighed as he shook his head. “Fine, fine.”

“We love you, dad.”

—

#angst #criminal minds #hotch x daughter!reader #hotch x reader #hotchner!reader #agent hotchner #criminal minds fanfiction #jack hotchner #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #Aaron Hotchner x daughter!reader

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megafrost4 · 3 years

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Clone Wars Season 1

Episode 1: Ambush

Great leaders inspire greatness in others.

I love how Yoda’s first words is “hmmmm…”

Droid: What a terrible shot

Droid: Aw well, it’s my programming LOL

Red and white troopers with Yoda

"Ok, clankers, suck lazer!"

“Die, Republic dogs…”

“I’m having a serious malfunction.”

“Left behind, no one will be” Yoda...yes!

Rys, Jek, Thire

“Clones, you may be, but the force resides in all forms.”

“Strong you are with the dark side, young one, but not that strong” Yoda just adding salt to the wound, I love it.

Episode 2: Rising Malevolence

Belief is not a matter of choice, but of conviction.

Plo Koon sent to find weapon destroying Republic fleets

"Koh to ya, Master Plo” Aw, she is so cute with Po!

Ahsoka’s walking animation is awkward...and creepy 0_0

“Ah, Master Skywalker…” Chancellor, not so subtle...

Those ships are torn apart quickly 0_0

“We don’t have much time! Quickly into the pods!” Plo

“I value your life more than finding that weapon” Dad!Plo

Obi-Wan and Cody...literal husbands

Oh, there’s Rex behind the Admiral on the screen!

Droid humming The Imperial March...haha

“Put your helmets on.”

“Wolffe, keep the communications alive…”

Wolffe doesn’t have his scar yet and he’s in a grey suit...ok, so we haven't fought Ventress yet...

Boost and Comet look good in their Wolfpack uniform

Dad!Plo: KEEP THE SIGNAL ALIVE, COMMANDER

Dad!Plo: Sinker, your turn! yeets him through the Force

Sinker: I’m on it boss. Eat lazers, clankers!

“Your sense of humor is improving…” Plo quips!

“We’re just clones sir, we’re meant to be expendable...”

“NOT TO ME” YES, DAD!PLO...EPIC, JUST...ICONIC

Ahsoka: your men are safe now

Master Plo: tell me, were there any other suvivors? 😭😭😭

They were the only ones 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Wolffe is wounded poor thing…he thanks Anakin so sweetly. Such a sweetheart!

Binary Sunset playing at the end of the episode [they don't do this every episode, but I thought it was interesting to note which ones it faintly appears in...] I JUST ADORE THIS SCORE, DON'T YOU???

Episode 3: Shadow of Malevolence

Easy is the path to wisdom for those not blinded by ego

“Heh, the head clanker…Skywalker’s getting ambitious”

“Matchstick, you think our squadrom can pull this off?”

Plo: Master Skywalker does seem to invoke confidence in his men

Ahsoka: he does lead by example

Grievous has a coughing attack lol

Damn, this weapon is viscious

Dooku sends Grievous with weapon to attack clone medical recovery facility...NO!

Nala🤬 Se is being helped by Kenobi to help move the wounded in bacta tanks first

Plo Koon as Shadow Escort is ready!

“Broadside, if we make it through this one, drinks on me!”

“I can already taste it” [TOO BAD WE DON'T GET TO SEE IT!]

Shadow Squadron go through nebula

How dare they address Nala Se as madame!!!!

Broadside: I’m going to blow up that battleship

Plo Koon: a clear path if there’s ever one 🤣

Lord Sidious tipped off Dooku to warn Grievous that Skywalker is coming

Matchstick got hit! “I’m ok”

Ahoska: that one looks hungry

Anakin: nah, it’s just smiling at ya 🤣

They lost Matchstick and Tag 🥺🥺

Nala Se wanting to stay and not leave her patients…ugh 🤬

Droid: I have a bad feeling about this [this is a recurring phrase of course]

Nala Se: do not take the lives you saved lightly TOOK THE WORDS RIGHT OUT OF MY MOUTH BITCH

Binary Sunset is playing in the background

Episode 4: Destroy Malevolence

A plan is only as good as those who see it through

Padme the hostage has arrived...yippee

“Padme! What are you doing here? Get out of there as fast as you can!” Anakin is panican 🤣

Anakin orders them to stop firing. Obi-wan scrunches his beard...he knooooows

Plo: there he goes again, craving adventure and excitement

Ahsoka: you get used to it

OBI-WAN THE SASS has arrived 😎

Obi-Wan: Subtlty has never been your strong point, Anakin

Anakin: Everythin I learned I learned from you

Obi-Wan: If only that were true

Obi-Wan: Spinning is not flying

Anakin: But it’s a good trick

Padme: This is where we’re supposed to meet them…he’s probably late again

Padme! Anakin! Yall are not subtle, like, at all...

Anakin: oh, the things you do to get me alone

Padme: Stop talking

Grievous jumps down: HELLO THERE [omg it's the thing! they did the thing!]

Obi wan sasses him off GO OFF, KING!

Lol Grievous just hangs up and runs away from Dooku instead of meeting him

Episode 5: Rookies

The best confidence builder is experience

FINALLY GET TO SEE MY BOYZ

Joined before training is finished

They’re listening to the radio

Hevy, having just won an arm wrestle: Hm, whatda know, all clear

"Echo, what is wrong with you?"

Echo gets made fun of for wanting to go over the manual, bless him, leave my precious sweetheart alone! 😊😩

"Cody!" Obi wan lightens up, then "good man, that Cody"...HUSBANDS...THEY'RE ACTUALLY MARRIED

"You wanted excitement, Hevy"

Hevy: right, ooooo, meteor shower [the sass!]

Fives got his tattoo!

Ventress is a spy on Kamino???? Grievous is planning destruction of Kamino

Cody!: This is the inspection team

Rex!: Something’s not right, here

Cody: well, good luck, I’m putting YOU in charge of this one

What do we do without the serg?

Echo: well, the reg manual says- [Echo! 😂]

Cutup gets eaten by the eel

What the hell was that?

Echo: that was the eel, that’s why we have the regulation not to go outside [go off, bae]

“these boys are sloppy, they should always be on duty"

I have a baaaad feeling about this

Rex and Cody look at each other at the droid in disguise twice, peak comedy

Cody: Rex what the heck are you doing???

Rex: Relax… [Ever since the beginning, Rex has been a feisty one]

Rex: Take them off, now! [Every. Time. He. Gets this way, I 😳]

Way to go, Rex killing the worm in one blow. such a badass

Rex: DOES THE HANDPRINT

Rex: there’s hope for you yet, rookie

Anakin: perhaps Cody is boring Rex with protocol

Echo: but there’s so many of them

Rex: doesn’t matter

Rex: I have a few ideas…

Roger, Roger…

Cody: this is never gonna work

Droid: Clones!

Rex: Roger, Roger…

Rex: I’m always first, kid [that is just, so sexy of him, to be so caring]

Rex just twists a clanker’s neck, GO OFF, BAE

Echo: I got one! YOU'RE DOING GREAT, SWEETIE

Fives: sorry, Echo, I got it LEAVE HIM ALONE, FIVES

Fives: well, buddy [Hevy] you always said you wanted to be in the front lines

Rex: today we fight for more than the Republic, today we fight for all of our brothers back home

Hevy: this one’s mine [holds big gun]

Didn’t say please [fires big gun]

Obi wan: if something were wrong, Cody would contact us [like the good, reliable husband he is ☺️]

Grievous: we can’t let a few puny clones stop us

Hevy works on the detonator

Rex: I don’t like your tone, rookie!

Doids: do we take prisoners?

Hevy: I. don’t. BOOM ✊😔

Echo: Hevy always did hate that place

Echo and Fives get medals...so proud of them!

Echo: we failed this mission

Rex recruits them to 501st

Episode 6: Downfall of a Droid

Trust in your friends, and they’ll have reason to trust in you

Rex standing there as Ahsoka calls Anakin out

Ahsoka: Rex old boy, it’s time you joined the party

“With pleasure, sir” Rex and them climbing on asteroids firing from behind, nice!

Grievous always got that escape ship that he flips into...every time it's the same way 😂

Anakin: I got a bad feeling about this

Rex and Ahsoka are there when Anakin wakes up

Ahsoaka: you owe Rexter your skin, SkyGuy

Rex: just doing my job, sir

Ah Jedi in poncho disguises!

Ahsoka only has one green lightsaber now [just mental note]

Grievous: don’t push me, slime! 🤣

Ahsoka: hit it, Rex!

Twin Suns music playing out the episode

Episode 7: Duel of the Droids

You hold onto friends by keeping your heart a little softer than your head

Rex helping Ahsoka and Anakin search for R2

Anakin recognizing R2’s voice aaawwwww🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Rex: …we’re bringing the droid?

Ahsoka: and you get to carry him

Rex: oh, that’s just great

Rex: next time, YOU’RE lugging this astro-mech around!

Boys laugh 🤣🤣🤣

Rex: oh, this’ll be good

Ahsoka: patience, Captain!

Grievous: they sent a child

Ahsoka: you must be General Grievous

Grievous coughs I.C.O.N.I.C. [BTW I'M WATCHING THESE IN SUBTITLES, SO FAR GRIEVOUS COUGHS IS MY FAVORITE CC]

Rex: Ahsoka, it’s me, Rex

R2 is jealous of R3

Rex: She engaged General Grievous

Anakin: ALONE????

Rex: I can take you to her

Rex: I’ve got a bad feeling about this sir

Look at Rex shooting with both blasters across himself and out from him while running...effortless, smooth, sexy

Anakin: you just let me worry about the details

Rex: sir, yes, sir

R2 is the best

Obi-wan: Oh, Anakin…one day [I feel like every time Obi-Wan says "Anakin", he loses about 1% battery power, just the way he says it]

Episode 8: Bombad Jedi

Heroes are made by the times

Padme episode with C3PO and Jar-Jar…uuuuuuuuugh 😒

JarJar asks whose robe that belongs to

C3PO: I wouldn’t, mhm…know

Smooooooooth

C3PO: I have a really bad feeling about this

Episode 9: Cloak of Darkness

Ignore your instincts at your peril

“That is a very tempting offer, viceroy. In the meantime, I have a gift for you.” Clone with green

Commander Gree in Green to take Gunray

We finally see Palpatine

They have a clone captain dressed in grey suits again

Ahsoka threatens with lightsaber to get the Viceroy to talk…it worked

Clone drops dead, then another immediately jumps into his spot and keeps shooting

“All units! There’s a bald-“ gets decapitated by Ventress 😳

“you know droids don’t like to be called by their nicknames”

Commander Green

“If it isn’t the hairless harpy?” damn, Ahsoka...savage

“If it isn’t Skywalker’s obnoxious little pet”

Ahsoka just drops into the splits to save her life...QUEEN

Ahsoka just called Ventress a bogwitch 👏🤣

Ventress: now you fall, as all Jedi must

“A clone like you wouldn’t understand…a life that you could never have” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Episode 10: Lair of Grievous

Most powerful is he who controls his own power

KIT FISTO! Going after Viceroy Gunray

Fisto: Charming

“we specialize in making entrances” clone captain

Have you ever killed a Jedi?

No, me neither

Human statues of Grievous before he turned into a cyborg...interesting [makes mental note to read up on that]

Dooku to Grievous: Lord Sidious demands more results…more dead Jedi

Capturing Grievous could turn the tide of the war…HOW MANY TIMES HAVE WE HEARD THAT ONE BEFORE 🤔

Now Grievous is pulling out four lightsabers…the lighting on his and Fisto’s eyes makes this scarier 😳😳😳😳😳 [I KNOW THE ANIMATION IS STILL ICKY HERE, BUT THIS MOMENT IS CREEPY]

“The clones got in the way, I could’ve taken them…” UM, SHUT UP KID

Grievous coughs 🤣

I have a bad feeling about this

You can see his eyes socket under his damaged armor 😳😳😳

Grievous coughs 🤣

Grievous: Improvements! I submit to no one! I made the choice dangit the camera cut away before we could see his face!

Achievement Unlocked: Grievous adds another saber to his collection

Grievous spin spin spin with four sabers ICONIC

Kit Fisto: smirks and leaps onto ship

Episode 11: Dooku Captured

The winding path to peace is always a worthy one, regardless of how many turns it takes

Obi-Wan goes looking after Anakin who disappeared while looking for Dooku

“Don’t bother to get up. You’re not the prisoner I’m looking for.”

Anakin: How can I become a Jedi Master if I’m always getting caught? excellent point

Rex and Ahsoka attack!

Ahsoka: let’s try not to destroy the ship until after they get off the ship

Obi-Wan: why do I even try?

Anakin: lucky for you, I’m an excellent pilot!

Obi-Wan: for all your expertise, we’d get a better landing!

Anakin is so much taller than Obi-Wan omg🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

PIRATES!

HONDO! : Well, well, what do we have here?

Obi-Wan, unphased: oh, this should be interesting

Obi-Wan: oh, you’re doing fine. She seems to like you.

The mother of all gundocks, precisely

Obi-Wan: Should I leave you two alone? 🤣 The sass is too much

Ahsoka saved the day lol

Ahsoka gives that look 😒

Anakin: Chime in, any time…

Obi-Wan: Oh no, I’m enjoying this far too much HIS SASS IS UNMATCHED

Hondo: we have no interest in getting involved in your war

Rex is at every hollow meeting with Ahsoka...AAWWW BESTIES

[percussive music playing]

Hondo, sitting there like a king: gentlemen! Can I offer you something to drink?

Obi-Wan: look how the mighty sith lord have fallen

Obi-Wan establishes himself as the sass king of the galaxy

Pirate rubs girls’ butt and she smacks him to the ground 😂👏

Episode 12: The Gungan General

Fail with honor rather than succeed by fraud

Anakin: oh great, it’s you…

Hondo: Son, if one hostage is good, two is better, and three is a bargain…thank-you, Mom 😂😂😂

JarJar ruins everything ugh 😒😒😒😒

Obi-Wan: Anakin, control your insolence, the count is concentrating… 😂

“Don’t worry, he’s smarter than he looks…” clone captain about JarJar 🤔

Hondo: what happened to the power? I was having fun! 😂

Dooku makes a pirate shoot his man and then broke his neck 😳

Hondo: very honorable, Master Jedi

Episode 13: Jedi Crash

Greed and fear of loss are the roots that lead to the tree of evil

Rex: hey kid-

Ahsoka: I know, I know, I’m hanging on!

Aayla and Commander Bly being rescued

Anakin on life support kinda sounded like Vader breathing 😳😳

Rex: everyone OUT [EVERY TIME HIS CAPTAIN VOICE COMES OUT, I CAN'T EVEN WITH THIS MAN]

Rex: don’t worry, kid. I’ll take good care of him. Hey kid, good luck smirks 😩❤️

Ahsoka: it’s confusing. We can’t have attachments, but we’re supposed to be compassionate

Rex being pinned by a giant bird 😂

Damn, good shot Bly 👏

Atta boy, Rex, killing one in one shot ✊😘

Episode 14: Defenders of Peace

When surrounded by war, one must eventually choose a side

Bly helping out the locals cute ☺️

Rex: sir, you’re talking about stealing from the Separatists? cocks gun count me in! 😎

“I’ll go with you, Commander” always ready to have fun, Rex? 👏

Anakin: stay down, boys to Rex and Bly

Aayla saving Bly like Tarzan yes 😂

Episode 15: Trespass

Arrogance diminishes wisdom.

Clone helmets on spikes…

Rex: I don’t get it 😂

Obi-Wan: patience, maybe they’re smarter than we are

Anakin…well, say something

Obi-Wan: just shut up 😂

Anakin: draws picture peace [ANAKIN STOP PLZ 😂😂😂😂]

Anakin puts his hand up to Rex so he doesn’t have to follow this crazy chairman

C-3PO to the rescue!

When the Chairman told Rex what to do, he looked to Anakin for help, I love their relationship

Rex saving the body of the chairman like a boss, as always 🤗

Rex: good to see you, sir

Anakin: you ok, Rex?

Rex: it’s just a scratch, sir ✊

Anakin: 3PO, get going

3PO: yes, Master Ani

Episode 16: The Hidden Enemy

Truth enlightens the mind, but won’t always bring happiness to your heart

CODY! : we’re back, General [Honey] 😘

Obi-Wan: good, the show is about to begin 😘

Anakin says Rex and the boys are anxious to get started lol yes

501st zipline to the rescue to save the 212th 👏

REX JUST TWISTED OFF HIS HEAD AND TOOK IT WITH HIM 🤣👏

Rex and Cody inspected the head

Rex and Cody after the spy!

Cody: we can’t reach General Kenobi

Rex: R2, come over here and plug in

Cody: what, he just sat down and wrote a note?

Rex: you have to start somewhere 🤣

Rex: of course we did, we’re getting to the bottom of this, now

Cody not wanting to break it to them gently, but get the job done

Obi-Wan: Ventress, and here I thought this mission would go unpleasant [their flirting is hilarious]

Rex: Chopper, old boy, what’s your alibi?

Cody: if you know something kid, you better speak up

Cody, to Chopper: son, we’re going to need better than that

Cody: how did you know the Jedi were gone?

They all looked judgmentally [THE MEME]

Rex: it’s Slick? Slick’s the traitor? Yes, hon, he is

Rex: there’s no escape now, ya piece of rankweed! 🤣👏

Haha turtle!Rex

Ventress: I’m all yours, Obi-wan 🤣

Obi-Wan: bringing us here was a mistake, my sweet 🤣

The FLIRTING

Ventress: super hero landing like Black Widow haha POSER

Cody: hey, there, Slick, gun’s empty 👏👏👏

Slick: all of you blindly following orders for what? At least I get something out of this suffering

Yeah, but she offered me more. Something more important, something you wouldn’t understand. It’s the Jedi who get your brothers enslaved…I love my brothers 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Episode 17: Blue Shadow Virus

Fear is a disease; hope is its only cure

Ugh Padme and JarJar again and C3PO 😒😒😒😒😒

Obi-Wan: better to have one planet eradicated than the entire galaxy

Anakin: so, yes, I’m a bit on edge, how about you?

Obi-Wan: I’m better at hiding it 😘

Rex and the boys led by Ahsoka, Anakin, and Obi-Wan

Obi-Wan:…need some help? smug smile 🤣

Episode 18: Mystery of the Thousand Moons

A single chance is a galaxy of hope

Obi-Wan: oh well, just another boring day saving the universe…

They got locked in sealed when the virus went off 😳

Rex, Ahsoka and the men are contaminated 😭

Anakin is not subtle about this at all 🤣

Obi-wan: I have a bad feeling about this

Anakin, hurry…Anakin, now!

Anakin: ok, ok! 🤣

Rex on a stretcher: I am NOT training him

Episode 19: Storm Over Ryloth

It’s a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness

Ahsoka: this is my first time commanding a squadron YOU'RE DOING GREAT SWEETIE

Anakin: hey, I wouldn’t send you out there if you weren’t ready…may the force be with you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Axe: come on you whiners, let’s get dirty! 🤣

Admiral: did you train her not to follow orders? yes, actually

Ahsoka: cool your jets, Admiral, we’re on our way SASSY

Ahsoka feels awful for losing so many men….Anakin tries to encourage her 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Ahsoka: but you don’t follow orders either! SHE GOT A POINT THOUGH

Anakin: Rex, see if you can find Ahsoka

Anakin scolded her like a child lol

Anakin throws Rex in charge, who immediately takes over ✊

Rex: try to leave some ships for us, General

Well, you heard her, boys, back to work! Come on, move it move it

Commander on deck! HE RESPECTS HER SO MUCH

Ahsoka: at ease

Rex: better fill us in, Commander

Ahsoka: right…

Rex: well, I have to say this plan is…questionable

They doubt her, and Rex feels bad…🥺🥺🥺🥺

Ahsoka, I thought about that, and I have an idea

Rex: go ahead, Commander 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Admiral: the Commander is right

Ahsoka just needed the confidence boost!

Rex: Right, Commander…yes sir

Admiral: Commander, on your order Rex smiles with pride 😭❤️

Anakin: at a girl, Ahsoka ❤️😭

Episode 20: Innocents of Ryloth

The costs of war can never be truly accounted for.

Obi-Wan acknowledging Cody by his first name [WHEN WAS THE WEDDING????]

Obi-Wan: who’s up for a challenge?

212th clone: here we go again…🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Obi-Wan to Boil and Waxer: you two wanted action, follow me!

Cody: Boil, Waxer, come with me

Boil: I guess we’re the best… You are, hon

Wooley: it’s not going to be easy getting past them, sir

Cody: there is always a way, Wooley

Boil and Waxer find a girl

Boil: eh, the little tail bit bit me! 🤣

Waxer: relax, she probably thinks we’re droids

Boil: aw, you made a friend, mission accomplished

Waxer is a lot nicer to her than Boil 🤔

Boil: I’m just trying to keep you alive! Darn if I know why…🤣

Kenobi flexing over here with the Force, while Cody keeps his men from firing

“Incredible…”

Cody: QUIET, rookie 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 DEFENDING HIS HUSBAND

Cody hands Obi-Wan his lightsaber

Obi-Wan: Nerra…it means brother…🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

Episode 21: Liberty on Ryloth

Compromise is a virtue to be cultivated, not a weakness to be despised

Mace Windu just puts his hand on the glass, Force breaks it, and yanks his guy out BADASS

Mace and his men running on those little walkers is kinda awesome

Cham Syndulla will be recruited by Windu for help to take the capital

Not us, we’re independent thinkers…

Roger, Roger

Syndulla and Gobi are so young right now

“The Republic won’t abandon you after the war…” suuuure Windu 😉

The foreshadowing of Ryloth for post war 😳😳😳😳😳😳

When the bridge went down and the white noise went off 0_0

Mace is incredibly strong in the Force 😱

Episode 22: Hostage Crisis

A secret shared is a trust formed

CAD BANE IS HERE GOING AFTER THE SENATE 😎

Anakin is on leave, wanting to go away where they can be husband and Wife

He rolls his eyes when Padme has work to do 😂

THEY KISS! FINALLY

CAD FUCKING BANE 😎😎😎😎😎😎

What is that lady droid doing by herself in the bedroom??? 0_0😳

Chancellor: my dear boy, I’m glad to hear you’re all right 😒

Ugh, that slug getting released from prison

#star wars #clone wars #ahsoka tano #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #general grievous #padme amidala #rex #captain rex #jesse #echo #fives #kix #wolffe #plo koon #cad bane #yoda #windu

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i-am-distressed · 3 years

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RIDE ALONG: Part 1

Prologue-Part 2

Warnings: none

You thanked the officer that held the door open for you, nodding to one you recognized as ‘Nanami’ as you made your way to your destination, Captain Yaga’s office. When you committed the misdemeanor, you were 3 days away from starting your first day as a rookie for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. When you punched your ex, a few of the higher ups deemed your actions as ‘inappropriate’ and ‘out of line’, and they put your admission into the unit on ‘pause’ while they figured out what to do with you, but they weren’t the ones who decided what would happen to you.

It was the man who would hopefully be your new boss, Masamichi Yaga. The Chief, who apparently trained Yaga first hand, decided whatever he decides will be best, so this is your one shot to get this right. The other new recruits were starting today, so they put you on a ‘3 day probation to think about what you did’. You walked up the flight of stairs, letting your eyes wander as you did. The station was in nice condition. It had been remodeled a few years ago, so it was really sleek and new looking. It had an open concept layout, and most every room had plenty of windows in it, keeping the station open and light. It was much different from the 30+ year old academy you had spent that past 5 months training in, where every time you stepped into daylight your eyes spent a good 5 minutes adjusting to seeing an adequate amount of light. Already, this was a promising change, you just needed to not screw this up any worse than you already did.

You got to the top of the stairs and proceeded down the hallway the dispatcher you ran into had directed you to, Miwa? She was nice, much better than the other 2 girls who were sitting at their desks throwing balled up pieces of paper into a far off trash can. Walking down the hallway you found the second floor was much more closed off and professional than the first. It had more closed doors and private offices, not surprising since you saw a few doors with ‘Sergeant’ and ‘Lieutenant’ on them. You got to the end and stopped when you found the door that had ‘Captain Masamichi Yaga’.

You stopped taking a deep breath before you squared your shoulders and knocked. Just before you did, you heard the captain talking to someone, you didn’t recognize the voice, but it was clear it belonged to a man. “Come in.” You turned the knob before stepping in the door. “Go ahead and close the door, please have a seat.” Yaga motioned over to the second chair he had sitting in front of his desk, diagonal to the chair the unknown man was sitting in. You nodded as you closed the door, making your way to sit in the chair, keeping a professional posture and a steadfast expression.

“I don’t believe either of you have met before, no?” You looked over at the man. He had pinkish hair with a dark undercut, his eyes were dark red and sharp, even with how lazy his gaze seemed, it was intense. You could feel his eyes wandering you, not in a creepy perverted way, but in a scrutinizing judging way. And to be honest, you couldn’t tell which one would tick you off more. Beyond having hair that was definitely too long to be within regulation, he was also covered in tattoos. Maybe he was a C.I? “Never seen her in my life, can I go?”

Your eyebrow raised as you turned back to look at the captain, who had an almost visible tick mark appearing on his forehead. “No.” Sighing the man leaned back in the chair, crossing his notably muscular arms over his chest. You couldn’t tell since he was sitting down, but you guessed he was in the 6’0 range, probably taller. He was very fit, that much was for sure. And he definitely was no professional, that much was also for sure. Whereas you came in wearing a very nicely fitting pair of slacks and a silk button up, he came in wearing a tight white t-shirt and dark wash jeans, he was wearing what looked like a black flannel over his shirt, it being left open and the sleeves rolled up. It definitely didn’t meet the uniform standards, but it didn’t exactly look bad either.

Yaga cleared his throat and you directed your attention back to him. “I’m sure you’re aware of the possible consequences of your actions, yes? Your record shows good grades, good conduct, and overall a spotless record. Nevertheless, what you did could get you in serious trouble a few years down the line, you’re lucky he didn’t decide to press any charges. I should tell you to go find another career, since it’s clear you don’t process emotions well.” You looked down at that, your arms had crossed over your chest and you held your tongue, he had a point.

“But, My wife happened to be there, and when I confided in her on what to do about the situation, she told me if I treasure my marriage I should show you some mercy. Our daughter was cheated on, so I can’t say I hate what you did. In light of that, a punishment is still in order,” He paused to lean on his elbows, gaze serious, and honestly intimidating as he stayed quiet for a moment.

"For the next 3 months, You, Y/n L/n will be doing a sort of probationary trial with this man sitting in front of me." The man's head shot up, his crimson eyes wide open as his face contorted into a scowl. "Yeah, no, she won't be. I don't take passengers." Yaga sat up, his glasses casting a menacing gleam, "If you'd like to keep your job, Corporal, you will be." The ‘corporal’ in question ‘tsk’d’ before sinking back into the leather chair, leg crossing lazily over the other as his hand gripped his bicep. He was muscular alright…

”Ms. L/n, this is Corporal Ryomen Sukuna, he’s just recently been taken off of suspension and is in a probationary period of his own. If at the end of these 3 months the two of you are deemed fit for duty, you will proceed on with your careers with no problem.” You looked over at the man, his red eyes finding your e/c ones as he raised an eyebrow, your own narrowing slightly at him before you smartly returned your gaze towards Yaga. “Do I make myself clear?” You both responded with ‘yes sir’ and he dismissed you.

You both stood from the chairs, him grabbing the badge that was slid over the desk while you made your way to the door. “Your first day is tomorrow, don’t be late,” Yaga turned to Sukuna, “I hope you understand, it doesn’t matter how good of a cop you are, this is your last chance, mess this up and you're done. Please cooperate.” Your eyebrows raised at that before you felt yourself cringe, great, the ‘probation officer’ they assigned you was some kind of delinquent? You opened the door and stepped out, Sukuna passing by you without a word, going his own way as you sighed, shutting the door and making your way back out of the station.

On your way to the front desk to sign out, you heard your name being called. “HEY! Y/N!” You stopped and turned, finding two of the new recruits who had graduated with you, Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro. They were nice, and good at what they did, so you were happy when you heard they’d be going to the same unit as you. You watched as Fushiguro smacked Itadori upside the head, “We’re inside, idiot.”

Your lip tugged up at that, watching as Itadori rubbed his head with a pout before turning to you, giving you one of his smiles. “Anyway, what did the Captain say? Are you gonna be able to continue with us?” You nodded as a small smile made its way to your face, “With conditions, yes.” Fushiguro nodded as Itadori gave you a thumbs up and ‘nice!’, “You’re lucky you didn’t get cut, the higher ups can be really cut throat when they want to be, i’d watch my back.” You nodded at Fushiguro, remembering the stories your dad had told you about people being let go for trivial things, although back then it was mostly family politics.

Fushiguro was from the Zen’in family, who was known for being exemplary cops, and had a strong presence in the station. From what you knew, there were at least 5 of them in this unit alone. “I will, they’re letting me join, but for 3 months i’ll be doing a probationary trial with one of the corporals.” Fushiguro nodded at that, Itadori’s eyes lighting up, “Which one did you get? We get assigned our T.O’s (training officers) tomorrow.” You felt your eye twitch as you thought back to the disrespectful and presumably problematic individual you had just met.

“Ryomen Sukuna. From what I know he just got back from suspension, so this is a punishment for him too.” Your eyes narrowed in confusion when Itadori’s widened in shock, “wAIT!? Does he have hair like mine?” You nodded, “Tattoos??” You nodded again, “Really bad attitude and terrible social skills-” “I think she gets it, what’s your point Itadori?” You almost laughed at how tired Fushiguro looked, despite being friends all throughout high school, and going to the academy together.

“Dude...her probation officer is my cousin Ryomen.” You watched as Fushiguro’s eyes now widened, his lips fighting a smile as he turned around, grabbing the collar of Itadori’s uniform as he dragged him off with a wave, “Good luck then, you’re gonna need it!” Your mouth opened to reply before you decided against it, just shaking your head and finally making your way to the front desk. ‘Ryomen Sukuna...I’ll ask dad about him later, I swear i’ve heard it before..’

**20 minutes ago in Yaga’s office before you arrived**

“Corporal, please have a seat.” Sukuna walked in, sitting down on the chair and bringing his elbows up on the arm rests, hands clasping together in front of his mouth. Sukuna had been on a 2 month suspension after yet another misdemeanor. The only reason he hasn’t been fired is because he’s truly good at what he does, and the department really doesn’t want to let him go but…”You’re aware of how we handle discipline in this department. So tell me how it is you’ve been dealt 7 out of the 8 disciplinary actions and you still have yet to change?”

The department had a sort of system for disciplining it’s cops. 1. A verbal warning (which Sukuna had ignored), 2. A written warning (Sukuna had thrown away), 3. Performance Improvement Plan (He had on multiple occasions ditched his supervising adviser), 4. Temporary Pay cut (He practically lived at the station, it didn’t phase him much), 5. Loss of privileges (see #4), 6. Suspension (recently completed), 7. Demotion (...up until 2 months ago it was Sergeant Ryomen Sukuna…) and 8. Termination. He could handle everything else but...termination meant he was done, and he was anything but.

“I told you captain, it’s not me who needs to change, the departments way too stuck up.” Yaga took a breath before he sighed, leaning back in his swivel chair, “I know the higher ups don’t always act accordingly, but they’re still your higher ups, and I can only defend your job beyond so many offenses.” Sukuna glared at the ground as his arms crossed against his broad chest. *Knock knock* “Come in”

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drabbles-mc · 3 years

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Protective Detail (2/?)

Nestor Oceteva x Reader

Warnings: language, mentions of bruising

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: Y’all I’ve gotten really into writing this fic. I know for chapter one I said semi-slow burn but upon further consideration I’m upgrading this to just straight-up slow burn. I’m not sorry. Enjoy some Nestor banter xo

Chapter Index

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(Threw together my own little fic header because why not?)

You woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee. You smiled to yourself as you sat up and stretched in your bed, taking a few moments to collect yourself before you left your room to see what Nestor had gotten into. You padded down the hall and peeked into the kitchen to see a full pot of coffee sitting on the counter. You smiled as you walked over and poured yourself a cup before scooping an unhealthy amount of sugar and pouring creamer into it.

You heard Nestor from the living room, “You gonna have any coffee with all that cream and sugar?”

You looked over to him with a small smile, “I only drink it for the caffeine. Let me guess, you don’t put anything in yours.”

“That’s right,” he lifted his mug slightly.

You rolled your eyes, “You one of those guys who tries to protect the integrity of the coffee?”

He smirked, shaking his head, “No, I just hate creamer,” there was a pause before he asked, “So what’re you doing today?”

“Nothing until this afternoon. I work at the bar today,” you saw surprise cross his face for a brief moment and you laughed, “Some of us have to have regular day jobs, Nestor.”

He shook his head, “I know your father, I believe there is very little you have to do.”

“I have to have a personal security detail,” you shot back before taking another sip of your coffee.

He chuckled, “Well. That’s an upgrade from calling me your babysitter.”

“Well, I guess I should have asked first, am I still allowed to go to work?” you asked, sarcasm dripping from your voice.

He sighed, “I told you, I don’t make the rules. Your father didn’t say that you can’t. So, yes, until further notice.”

“How kind of him,” you shook your head slightly. You looked over at Nestor, wondering how he had the energy so early in the morning to put himself together so nicely, “You might as well sleep in your dress clothes.”

He shook his head, fighting back a smile, “No, they’d get wrinkled.”

For most of the morning, Nestor stayed quietly out of your way. He was on his laptop for a little while, and you were trying not to stare as you milled about your house cleaning and getting ready for work. Every now and then you could catch him glancing at you as you strolled around and you tried to ignore it.

Once it was time to leave, you snatched your keys off of the table and looked over at Nestor, who was pulling on his jacket. He looked at you, saw the keys dangling from your fingers, and let out a small sigh. He didn’t say anything as he headed towards the front door, holding it open for you.

“If you’re really that petrified after this drive, I won’t make you suffer through it anymore,” you laughed as you walked out the front door.

When the two of you pulled into the parking lot of the bar, Nestor wordlessly held out his hand for you to give him the keys. You laughed, shaking your head, “I was not that bad. Don’t be such a baby,” you opened your door, keeping the keys to yourself, “How am I supposed to trust you to protect me if you can’t even handle a little speeding?”

He didn’t say anything, just shook his head as he also got out of the car. You locked it and started walking towards the entrance, Nestor close behind you. Before you got to the door, though, you stopped and turned to him, “So, are you just going to lurk around for my entire shift?”

“I have to stay with you.”

You huffed, “That’s going to look so creepy though.”

He simply shrugged and gestured for you to walk inside. With a heavy sigh you complied. You walked to the back to get ready for your shift, leaving Nestor to his own devices. He took a seat at the bar and looked around, trying to get a decent grasp on his surroundings. He wasn’t quite sure what kind of bar you worked at, but he wasn’t expecting what he had walked into. It wasn’t a rough bar by any means, but it also wasn’t as upscale as he was probably used to after working with the Galindo family for so long. You were interested to see how he handled everything.

You came back out and set a glass of beer in front of him. He looked at you, confused, and you rolled your eyes with a small smile, “It’ll look less creepy if you’re sitting there and at least pretending that you’re here to drink.”

He didn’t say anything, just gave you a slight nod as he slid the glass closer to himself and taking a small sip out of it. You chuckled to yourself and shook your head as you walked away. The afternoon was starting off slow, as it usually did. That was fine by you, but it definitely made Nestor’s permanent presence a little more noticeable.

A couple hours into your shift, the owner of the bar pulled you into the back to talk to you, slight concern showing on her face, “You know that guy at the bar?”

You nodded, not sure how you were going to navigate the conversation, “Yea, he’s with me.”

“Do I get to know why he’s camping out in my bar?”

You sighed—the only upside being that your boss knew your father. She didn’t know a whole lot, but she knew enough to know that he was a powerful ally to have. “Family stuff,” you finally said, “My dad wants him around to keep me outta trouble.”

“Should I be worried?” she looked at the bruise on your cheek.

You shook your head, “No, I’m good. He’s overreacting. And to be fair, I told Nestor people were going to think he’s a creep if he just sits there all night,” you chuckled.

You saw some of the tension disappear from your boss’s face as she let out a laugh, “Least you tried to warn him,” she nudged your shoulder, “He’s cute. There are worse faces to get stuck looking at all the time, you know.”

You rolled your eyes, “He was hired to protect me, I’m not going to spend all of my time gawking at him.”

“Sure, he’s there to protect you, but who will protect you from falling in love with him?” she batted her eyelashes dramatically with a laugh, “You’re basically the star in a really niche romance movie.”

“Alright, I’m done with this conversation,” you laughed, but you could feel your face started to heat up, “Can I go back to doing my job?”

She smiled, “Sure. But if he starts scaring away customers, you’ll have to tell him to go and sit in the car or something.”

You raised one eyebrow, “You can be the one to have that conversation with him.”

“You think I won’t?”

You laughed, shaking your head, “I know you will, and I need to be there to see it when it happens.”

She gave you a gentle nudge back out onto the main floor of the bar and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at the mental image that you were conjuring up in your head of how it would look to see her get in Nestor’s face. Jade wasn’t a large woman, in fact she was a little shorter than you, but she carried herself with the confidence of a woman who had spent most of her adult life making sure drunk and belligerent men didn’t too out of hand. There weren’t many situations that scared her. She was older than you, but no one would’ve been able to tell at first glance—not letting little shit stress her out had definitely slowed her aging process. Between that and her long, wavy hair that cascaded down her back, she was the picture of youth. You had always admired the way that she carried herself, and you were almost hoping that she was going to have the opportunity to tell Nestor to hit the bricks.

As the night got busier, it was easier for Nestor to blend in. He mixed in well with the after-work crowd—it was a lot of men and women in their business attire. The later the night got, the more you could see him start to get antsy. A couple times you had walked over to him to tell him that he could wait outside if he was sick of being there, but he would just shake his head and wave you off. A couple times you reminded him that a little bit of a smile would go a long way in toning down the scary and creepy vibes he was giving off. He’d force one for you for a few moments before he went back to his usual passive expression, and you’d laugh every time the fake grin would fall from his face.

Jade had also gotten less annoyed with his presence as the night went on. You were fairly convinced it was only because she thought that he was attractive, not that you could blame her. You were still holding onto the hope that one of these nights she would tell him to get out. The amusement of that mental image made you smile every time it crossed your mind.

Once everyone had left except for Nestor, Jade told you both to head home. You reassured her that you could stay and help clean up, not wanting to leave her to close all by herself. She waved you off, reassuring you that her husband was already on his way to pick her up and she was definitely going to rope him into helping.

“I’ll help at least until he gets here,” you told her, not feeling comfortable leaving her alone.

“I’m letting you go early for your friend, not so much for you,” she laughed.

You smiled, shaking your head, “Listen, the man is being paid to spend time with me. He’s got it made—he can keep his spot at the bar for a little while longer.”

It only took her husband about twenty minutes to get there, and once he walked in, she all but pushed both you and Nestor out the door, “Bring a book, or sudoku or something next time,” she called after him. He didn’t say anything but he did smile and wave goodnight to her.

The two of you reached the car and Nestor looked at you, trying to figure out if you were going to let him drive home. You shook your head slightly before unlocking the doors and sliding into the driver’s seat. You could see it on his face that he wanted to argue with you, but he kept his thoughts to himself as he dropped into the passenger seat beside you.

“We can take turns,” you said as you reversed out of your parking spot.

“Hm?”

You smiled as you pulled out onto the road, “Driving. I’ll drive my car and you can drive yours. We can take turns.”

He didn’t say anything as he rested his head back against the seat, keeping his eyes on the road. You had to assume, though, that the fact that he didn’t argue with you meant that he was fine with the new plan. At least it meant that he’d be able to drive some of the time.

“So,” you started as you unlocked the front door of your house, “How long do I have to go without an attempt on my life before you can be released back into Galindo Land?”

He chuckled as he walked in before you, wanting to check the house first, “It’s only been two days. My company really that bad?”

You hung by the door, allowing him to do his search, “Let’s be real, Nestor, this isn’t what either of us would really call company.”

He returned to the doorway and gestured for you to walk inside, satisfied with the safety level of your home. You walked over to the kitchen and opened the freezer, contemplating which pint of ice cream you were going to dig into. You grabbed a spoon and popped the top off your container of rocky road.

“Oh, that reminds me,” you pointed your spoon at him, “you don’t need to be doing chores around here, you know,” you gestured to the clean dishes.

He shrugged, “I was up…no point in not doing them.”

“I appreciate it, but still. You don’t have to,” you tilted the ice cream towards him, “Want a bite?”

He laughed and shook his head as he sat down on the couch, “I’m alright, thank you.”

You shrugged as you plopped down next to him, “Suit yourself.”

You could feel him staring at you, wondering why you felt the need to sit right next to him. You purposely ignored him as you scrolled, trying to find a TV show you felt like watching. He sighed, leaning away from you slightly and onto the arm rest of the couch. You smiled to yourself, spoon sticking out of your mouth.

It was starting to get late when he looked over at you and asked, “Mind if I use your shower?”

For a moment you thought about making a smart remark about forcing him to live with you and not granting him access to the shower, but instead you settled on, “Had you pegged as more of a bubble bath guy,” you made yourself laugh, “But yea sure, go for it. Just don’t use the shampoo in the blue bottle, that’s just mine.”

He stood up and made his way down the hall, “I’ll be sure to avoid that.”

You peaked over the top of the couch and watched him disappear into the guest room, only to walk back out a few moments later with a change of clothes and a towel draped over his arm. He saw you looking at him and gave you a look that asked why you were staring.

“Water gets super hot super fast, so be careful,” you said without bothering to look away.

“Got it,” he slowly walked into the bathroom, waiting for you to look away but it didn’t happen. Once the door shut behind him you let out a laugh and returned your attention to the television.

When he came back out into the living room, he was back in the same set of clothes that you had seen him in the previous night. Maybe it was because you were so used to seeing him in dress shirts and slacks, but you definitely preferred the more comfortable aesthetic on Nestor. You bit back a laugh as he made a point to sit in the recliner instead of on the couch where he could get smothered by you again. He took his laptop out of his bag and began working on something, not that you would ever be able to figure out what.

“Can I ask you something?”

He didn’t look up from his laptop, “You can ask. Won’t promise I’ll answer.”

You smiled to yourself, “So do you, like, live with Miguel and Emily when you’re not being loaned out to me?”

He looked over at you, shaking his head slightly, “No. I only stay there if things are getting tense and he thinks he needs to have the extra support around the clock.”

You nod, “So you have your own place?”

He paused, searching your face for a moment before giving a simple, “Yes,” and going back to whatever he had been typing.

“Like a house? Or an apartment?”

He didn’t meet your gaze, instead keeping his eyes trained on his computer screen, “Why does that matter?”

You shrug despite the fact that he’s not looking at you, “I’m just nosey. Indulge me!” you laugh.

He shook his head but you can see it in his eyes that he’s trying not to smile, “That’s not information you need to know.”

“Oh come on,” you flopped onto the other end of the couch so you were closer to the chair that he was sitting in, “You get to know everything about my life. I can’t even know if you live in a house?”

He finally looked up at you, “I know everything about you because I have to. What need could you have for knowing that about me?”

“I’ll add it to my pile of Nestor Notes. It’ll go right on top of won’t listen to music in the car and doesn’t like not being the driver.”

He shook his head and went back to his work without another word. You sat there looking at him for a few moments before finally giving in and refocusing on your show. Every now and then you swore you could feel his eyes on you but you weren’t going to risk looking to see if you were right.

#mayans mc #mayansmc #mayans fx #mayans mc imagine #nestor oceteva #nestor oceteva x reader #nestor oceteva x you #nestor oceteva imagine #my writing #protective detail #chapter 2 #multichapter #drabblesmc

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Restless Rewatch: The Untamed Episode 08 second part

(Masterpost) (Other Canary Malarkey )

Warning: Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!

Flower Town, Continued

The boys continue their ramble down main street. When they see an interesting crowd of people, Lan Wangji wants to hang back, actually verbalizing that it’s too crowded for him. He’s made a lot of communication progress since first meeting Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian reassures him, and hits him with a series of irresistibly fuckable coaxing expressions...

...and then grabs and drags him.

However, WWX only drags LWJ nearer to the crowd, not into it, letting go before he and Nie Huaisang step over to the group. Being taken out of his comfort zone is part of why Lan Wangji signed onto this Wei Wuxian ride, and as they grow closer WWX is learning LWJ’s particular parameters so he doesn’t cause a kernel panic total system crash.

Nie Huaisang recites some relevant poetry and Wei Wuxian praises him for being so cultured. I continue to love how sweet these two are with each other.

(more after the cut!)

Flower Boys

Lan Wangji gets rewarded for his bravery with a flower shower, and he blisses out, gazing at the pretty.

Nie Huaisang blisses out, gazing at Lan Wangji

Wei Wuxian valiantly tries to pretend he’s not totally heart eyes for Lan Wangji.

He fails.

Collecting the Yin Iron

Wen Chao is taking his own road trip, collecting Yin Iron and making trouble for our gang. This Yin Iron chunk is at the Flower Lady’s house.

Is...this a good way to store Yin Iron? It seems kinda precarious and, uh, stupid.

Next he goes to hassle the dancing rock lady, who, like OP, is a hystersister, but unlike OP, isn’t delighted about it. Having her female essence Yin removed some years ago made her hot all the time and now she eats souls if she gets a chance. Mood. Rock Lady needs better vitamins.

Anyway, Wen Chao is actually pretty effective at this Yin Iron getting thing, until he tries to catch Lan Wangji in a roadrunner trap anyway, and I don’t mind saying his dad should have more faith in him.

In between Yin Iron stops, Wen Chao takes a moment to menace Wen Ching, blah blah Wen blah blah Yin, oh my god this storyline is the dullest. But we do get to see her beautiful scabbard up close.

Before Wen Chao frees the rock lady from her bonds, she has a magic circle on the ground, like the one Wei Wuxian broke in Episode 1 by stepping on it. Seems secure. She is also bound in these chains. What are these chains (highlighted with white in the picture) supposed to accomplish, exactly?

Since they leave her front hand totally free, they are definitely not going to stop her from grabbing any of the dumbasses who consistently come and put offerings on the altar directly in front of her, is what I’m saying.

Wen Chao blasts the protection charm on the floor with some fire, and all of the chains fall off, so now Rock Lady is free to get her grouchy on.

Let’s review the master plan for hiding the Yin Iron, shall we? Of 4 pieces of Yin Iron, Xue Yang hid one up his ass somewhere that’s never revealed. The other three were hidden in 1. a well-warded secret ice cave, 2. A public-access temple 3. A flower. This is what happens when you don’t have a project manager.

Compatibility Score=Hard Nope

Wen Qing and Jiang Cheng sit down in a tavern for the world’s most antagonistic first date.

As it turns out, Wen Qing is being helpful. Aggressively helpful. Also, we discover that even when he’s got googly eyes for a girl, future Clan Leader Jiang takes no shit when it comes to confrontations. This is a heartening development, considering his parents’ terrible dynamic.

After Wen Qing delivers her message she tells her team to chill, and gets ready to sneak up the mountain to cause more trouble for her boss.

Flower Lady House

The boys continue to be a few steps behind Wen Chao, getting to the flower lady’s house and finding nothing but a feather.

Whenever we have an overhead shot of roofs I wonder where all the guards went. Possibly I have spent too much of my life playing Assassin’s Creed.

1. Nie Huaisang is very smart and observant 2. Nie Huaisang has super cool braids. There are even tiny side braids snaking up from his ears to his topknot.

Hey babe, how about some eye contact? Okay babe, but make it quick.

Dafan Mountain Town

Meet Granny, who is actually very nice and a good babysitter later in the story, but right now is baked out of her gourd.

Wei Wuxian tucks his sword in between his legs so he can make hand gestures while Nie Huaisang admires his hilt.

We can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind Because your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance they’re no friends of mine

The gang wanders through the deserted town, which seemed pretty creepy back when I was young and idealistic and hadn’t seen goddamn Yi City yet.

Now it seems quaint and well-maintained. Also the town isn’t really deserted; the inhabitants are in the makeup tent getting their zombie cracks painted on.

Rock Lady Temple

Baked Granny and Vaguely Hostile Temple Tender Guy are like “sure, you kids can sleep in the haunted house, have a nice time with that” and our gang just fucking goes to sleep all at the same time like they’ve never seen a monster movie before.

Which is hotter: this fire, or this man asleep in this outfit with red laces on his vambraces and his red robe splayed all over the place and his knee up in the air and...ok, really there’s no need to even ask this question.

[too soon, OP, too soon. #FatalJourney]

Nie Huaisang wakes up all scared and startled, and Wei Wuxian subtly indicates his lack of concern.

Rock Lady Fight

Actually, of course, Nie Huaisang’s perceptions are right on the money, and the statue very sloooowly comes to life and attaaaaaaacks them. Spinning ensues.

Wei Wuxian deploys his bondage talisman, this time in yellowish-white. He probably picked blue before to remind him of Lan Wangji’s headband.

[note: for more spin-fighting be sure to check out my fanvid!]

The actors are really good at all this mime work. The CGI doesn’t always live up to their efforts, but they manage to sell it, most of the time.

Lan Wangji is a great fighter, let’s see what cool moves he will use to get out of this “hand lightly resting on my sword hilt” situation.

Lan Wangji, are you fucking kidding me?

Eventually the fight choreographer comes back from his lunch break and lets Lan Wangji put his arms down. They finish their scuffle with the rock lady, sticking her back on her pedestal. Lan Wangji uses a magic flint-and-steel maneuver...

...and Wei Wuxian deploys some extra-fabulous talismans.

This effectively keeps the rock lady confined for the next several years, so--go go battle buds!

Zombie Attack

Once Rock Lady is taken care of, the undead zombies living puppets attack.

Battle couple are on the same page throughout all of this, and decide to let go of the windows and doors they are holding closed in favor of putting a talisman on the center door only. Which, in the way of all zombie deterrents, works awesomely for about 2 minutes of screen time and then totally fails.

Duhn-duhn-duhn! We end on a cliffhanger. What will happen? Will our intrepid gang survive? Is Jiang Cheng going to help, since he’s lurking just off camera? Nope

Next rewatch is coming soon!

Soundtrack: 1. Safety Dance, Men Without Hats 2. Stand, REM

#fytheuntamed #the untamed #wangxian #cql #the untamed gifs #restless rewatch the untamed #canary3d-original #the untamed spoilers

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MASTERLIST

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Draco Malfoy:

Series:

Femme Fatal//Mafia!Draco x Mafia!Reader: Draco, boss of renowned mafia The Slytherins has got to take down his enemy Harry Potter. Turns out the only way he can do that is to convince you to switch sides. It doesn't help that your gift is to manipulate men- especially those sexually attracted to you. (Mafia AU)

(Chapter One)

One-shots:

Filthy Mudblood//Draco Malfoy x Muggleborn!Reader: Draco has bullied Y/N over her blood status since the beginning of time, but one day she has enough. Fluff/angst.

Sex With A Ghost//Draco Malfoy x reader: Draco loses the love of his life in the battle of Hogwarts and never really recovers. Based off of the song by Teddy Hyde. Angst.

Stag Do//Draco Malfoy x SW reader: Blaise’s stag do ends up with the boys at at a strip club, but Draco wants one of the girls to go with him on a date: honestly kinda fluff

Twin Size Mattress// Draco Malfoy x reader: Draco and Y/N never really move on from eachother, causing them to spend their days heartbroken. Based off of the song by The Front Bottoms: SAD

Daddy Issues//Draco Malfoy x Reader: A complicated relationship between Draco and reader described by the lyrics to Daddy Issues: sexual themes

Worthy//Draco Malfoy x Reader: A heartbreaking story of Draco coming to terms with his abuse, the war and the idea that Y/N could love him: abuse and self harm

Smut:

Warmth//Draco x Muggle: A heartwarming yet tear jerking short about muggle Y/N who turns up one day on Draco’s door step: angst, fluff, smut.

Two In A Bed//Draco x Reader: Exes Draco and reader are made to share a bed at Pansy’s wedding. What’s the worse that could happen?: smut

She Wants The Whole Crew//Draco x Reader: From the lyric prompt list- Draco, Blaise and reader have a threesome after Blaise learns of readers crush on him: smut

Unforgettable//Draco x Reader: After Draco and reader stop seeing eachother, Draco tries everything to make her jealous: smut

Break Up Sex//Draco x Reader: Draco and reader’s relationship is coming to an end, can Draco make it up to her one last time?: smut, angst

I’m So Glad That You Came//Draco x Reader x Pansy: Draco and Y/N have been mentioned to not only want to sleep with Blaise. What happens when they sleep with Pansy for the first time?: smut

I get what I want//Draco Malfoy x Reader: Draco is obsessed with you, you're playing hard to get. But Draco always get's what he wants: smut, slightly creepy Draco

Discipline//DBF!Draco Malfoy x Nott!Reader: You're Theodore Notts daughter and Draco catches you with men on a night out. On the way to drive you home, Mr Malfoy decides to take your discipline into his own hands: smut, dad's best friend Draco, car sex

Song Prompt Short Story Series:

George Weasley:

One-Shots:

Love Sick//George Weasley x reader: A big fluffy short about Fred spiking Y/N with their new product to get them to confess their feelings to eachother: super fluff

Lucius Malfoy:

Muggle Phone//Lucius Malfoy x reader: Lucius loses Narcissa in the war, but a chance encounter with a muggle on the tube, leads him to need to buy a muggle phone.

#masterlist #draco #draco malfoy #george weasley #george #lucius #lucius malfoy #ron #ron weasley #remus #remus lupin #sirius #sirius black

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victoriareyloficlists · 3 years

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15 March 2021 Additions to Reylo Fluff

These fics have been added to the Fluff lists located in the following lists:

Fluff Part 1 Titles A-G

Fluff Part 2 Titles H-M

Fluff Part 3 Titles N-S

Fluff Part 4 Titlez T-Z

My Heart Like a Kick Drum by Zoa (AO3 2020 Rated T Complete, 8 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: In need of a date to his parents destination vow renewal but not interested in a real relationship, Ben Solo turns to an acting service specializing in fake relationships for a temporary girlfriend. But as he gets to know Rey Niima over the course of the vacation, Ben finds himself reconsidering his outlook on love...) More Than a One-Night Stand by Eskayrobot, Poaxath (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey's having a pretty shitty night, to be honest. From the creep at the bar to the...oh, this rescuer of hers is pretty nice. And very attractive. And maybe he smelled really good, too.) lay all your love on me by akosmia (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben doesn't really think much of himself, and Rey is determined to change his mind.) Got a Feeling we Should Just Go Home by slugmutt (AO3 2018 Rated M Complete, 13 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Spending the week before Christmas with sullen deputy-CEO Kylo Ren is the last thing on earth Rey wants to do. Going back to his hometown with Christmas-loving Rey in tow is the last thing Kylo wants to do. But with a little help from family, some holiday magic, and a stray blizzard or two, they might start seeing things differently.) Lightning Glass by Weddersins (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Canon CD, Quick Synopsis: Force-users don't like to consume alcohol because it lowers mental shielding. Too bad the Resistance's entire supply of juice fermented. Better not let it go to waste. Meanwhile, Kylo Ren wakes up with Rey booping his nose and giggling. He is Very Confused.) New Beginnings by reylocalligraphy (AO3 2018 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: When Ben comes home for the first time in five years, it happens to be Thanksgiving dinner. He’s surprised to meet a girl who’s working for his father… an odd girl his parents seem strangely fond of.) The Unintended Consequences of Single-Seater Cockpit Designs by ItsALilah (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Canon CD, Quick Synopsis: After Crait, Rey vowed to never, ever stick her head out for Kylo Ren again. Unfortunately, she's got marching orders from Poe Dameron of all people to save the Resistance's newest ally, who just happens to be Kylo Ren, and of course, those rescue plans predictably go to Hell. Meaning Rey's not just stuck with Kylo Ren, but sharing an uncomfortably confined space with the newly deposed Supreme Leader. A space that was definitely not designed to fit more than one person.) In Full Bloom by deedreamer (AO3 2019 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: When high school teacher Rey Kanata gets flowers with a cryptic message, she freaks out, thinking she's being hit on by one of her students. On a mission to find out who sent the flowers, she meets Ben Solo -- single dad and owner of the little florist down on Main Street. When the flowers turn out to be a delivery error, Rey knows her job's no longer at risk. But what she doesn't know is that she's about to fall head over heels for the man who keeps sending her flowers day after day because he's a goner for her, too...) Degrees and Galaxies by Pawprinter (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben could think of numerous other things he would rather be doing than spending an afternoon working on a paper. That all changes when he bumps into Rey. Maybe spending the day at the coffee shop isn't the worst way to spend his time.) A Reylo Christmas Carol by Crackedkybercrystal (AO3 2018 Rated M Complete, 4 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: "Before the dawn," Hux intoned, "you will be visited by three spirits. Heed their message Kylo Ren, least you end your days like me." It was only now that Kylo perceived his old partner to be bound with a great chain around his waist, weighed down by heavy blocks.) Of Penmanship and Discourse by INTPSlytherin_reylove97 (AO3 2018 Rated M Complete, 35 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: When Rey Kenobi's professor and advisor, Luke Skywalker, refuses to give constructive criticism or facilitate workshops for his students, she decides to seek help else where. Ben Solo (or if you read his published work, Kylo Ren) is on the brink of insanity. The literary magazine he is editor for is racing off in a new direction-- and is leaving him questioning both its morals and his love for writing. To find his intellectual and creative needs met, he decides to turn to the internet. A PenPals AU no one asked for.) The Set-up by CajunSpice714 (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo has aways been socially awkward, but when he sets his sights on his brother Poe's fiance Finn's bestfriend Rey during an engagment party Poe decided that he and Finn need to divise a plan to set the two of them up if not for the sake of his and Finn's future wedding then for the sake of their own sanity.) From R to Kylo by SpaceWaffleHouseTM (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, 4 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben and Rey are archaeologists who absolutely cannot stand each other. They also happen to be pen pals, but they don't know who the other is, until one night they get trapped together at a creepy excavation site, and suddenly their hatred begins to unravel.) How You Turn My World, You Precious Thing by BensLostTookaCat (VillainTheBlank) (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: He's the hotshot asshole who leads The First Order, the legal arm of The Resistance. She's the new company liaison who has been assigned to The First Order to keep them accountable.The annual Resistance Masquerade Ball is about to turn Kylo and Rey's worlds upside down.) If You Change Your Mind (I'm the First in Line) by castles_and_crowns (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, 6 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben hates watching his best friend/roommate Rey be unlucky in love. Finally, he decides to do something about it.) Take a Chance on Me by castles_and_crowns (AO3 2020 Rated T Complete, 6 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey hates watching her best friend/roommate Ben go on date after date with no success. Eventually, she decides to do something about it. Or, 5 bad dates + 1 good one.) Haunted Corn Maze by OptimisticBeth (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey bonds with her work buddy, Ben.) Zombie Run by OptimisticBeth (AO3 2018 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: During a charity run, Rey is relentlessly pursued by a zombie.) Eating for Two by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2021 Rated E Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is pregnant and smells her neighbour Ben's cooking. She goes round to ask if he would be willing to share. But maybe Ben would like to share more than his cooking with Rey.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 56 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2021 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Hungry overworked Ben accidentally ends up in McDonalds. Guess what happens next?) weddings and wingwomen by bigfootsflannel (AO3 2020 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: After hiring Ben Solo as her wedding photographer, Rose discovers her true calling as part-time matchmaker.) when the stars collide by roguewn (AO3 2020 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rose and Rey are debating the latest Space Skirmish movie. Rose insists a kiss was romantic and Rey jokes that it was a thank-you-for-saving-me kiss. Rose dares her to kiss the next guy who holds the door open for her.) Fall Into the Dark Side by CaliforniaQueen (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is a lonely comic shop owner. Ben is the equally lonely comic book writer Rey has been crushing on for years.) Something About November Chapter 11 by SpaceWaffleHouseTM (AO3 2019 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is leaving First Order Enterprises for her dream job at Resistance Inc. On her last day, she gets a cake and a card with farewell messages from her department-there's an anonymous message among them, confessing to a secret crush.) Something Missing by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020 Rated M Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: An angst-free AU where Ben takes his kid to work and loses track of him only to find him eating contraband candy with Rey from IT.) A Doggy Intervention by corpse_wife (AO3 2020 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Interventions come in many different forms. Whether it's time, a place or occasionally, people, it's up to the universe to decide when two soulmates meet. In Ben Solo's case, the universe had a cruel sense of humor. For his intervention comes in the form of a German Shepard and his graceless brunette owner. Two things happened in the short span of a minute: 1.) Ben got tackled to the ground 2.) The dog had just swallowed his wedding rings) baby fever by cursebreakker (AO3 2021 Rated E Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey’s boss kylo basically has a heart of stone, he literally has a reputation in the offices as 'Satan’s right hand'. That is until Rey’s two year old daughter toddles up to him outside of work one day and he just completely melts.) My Roommate's a Virgin Vampire by jeeno2 (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 8 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey Niima answers an online ad from someone looking for a new roommate. Turns out he's a very weird, incredibly hot vampire with extremely outdated views on sex.) Toy Story XXX: The Legend of the Fainting Goat by andabatae (AO3 2019 Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey has been thirsting after her next door neighbor, Ben Solo, for months. In a fit of sexual frustration, she purchases a sex toy with rave reviews—never expecting that when she uses it, Ben will mistake her screams of pleasure for cries of distress and break down her door to save her...) Wild Child by tmwillson3 (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 4 Chapters, Regency AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey spends her first Season in Bath with her best friend, Rose Tico. When Rose begins a hate-at-first-sight relationship with Sir Armitage Hux, Rey thinks that nothing more exciting could happen.That's when Sir Hux's friend, the Earl of Alderaan, and his dogs come crashing into Rey. Rey has never liked peers, but when she bonds with him on a rainy day, everything changes.) Dump Your Date for Prom by TypeSomeSenseToMe (AO3 2021 Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey asks Ben Solo to the Prom.) you're my boo by murakamism (AO3 2018 Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey's neighbor Ben Solo is the only one who ever shows Halloween spirit around here. When she discovers he's moving out, she's only hurt because that means she won't have anymore competition... right? So she sets out on a plan to make him stay.) permanent calligraphy (your name on me forever) by theresonatinglight (AO3 2021 Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: As they continue to work together, two things become clear. One: Ben Solo is an enigma. He’s preppy yet humble, privileged yet introspective. He’s the opposite of lazy; she kicks herself every day for assuming otherwise. And two: Ben Solo will never love her.) Bespoke by L_awlietxoxx (AO3 2018 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo is miserable, stumbling through his life in London without seeing much of anything. Then Christmas sneaks up on him, as does a little shop and a woman who makes custom ornaments to meet the needs of any heart. Suddenly, Ben sees everything.) Game Night by Melusine11 (AO3 2019 Rated E Complete, 5 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey goes to live with Finn to help her get on her own feet. She has an immediate connection with his roommate, Ben Solo. It all comes to a head during a rather intense game night.)

#reylo #reylo fanfic

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“”Coffee Shop AU”: Cursed mask

Another story for @doodledrawsthings‘ “””Coffee Shop AU”, this time for the off-shoot branch where MJ ends up Majora Masked. This did not leave me alone, and I needed to write this out. The story includes one picture, and mentions mak’s Subconite Cherry, my Subconite Maya, and @greentrickster‘s Subconite Lime.

„Can’t wait for next Friday.” MJ raised an eyebrow at the exclamation of the small group of teenagers in front of him.

“Next Friday?”

“Yeah, Mr. MJ. Its Halloween then, and we,” one of the teens gestured around, “want to make a group costume. Lime and I have been sewing for weeks now, and it’s coming along well.” A blinding grin from all the teens followed that statement.

“Halloween already? Time sure flies.” MJ grinned back. “Can I ask what you want to dress up as?”

“That’s a secret until next week. You gotta wait just like everyone else!” Cherry chuckled, before grabbing their drink from the counter, leaving a bit of money, and running outside.

“Can’t wait then!” MJ called after them while handing out the remaining drinks. A moment later, when all the teens had left the shop, he began to grin to himself. Maybe he could convince Luka to actually go out on that day, without him having to pay much attention to his looks. He had to tell Clover first though, she had to help him convince that noodle-man.

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“You… want me to go out on Halloween.” Luka sounded like he was doubting MJ’s intelligence at that moment.

“I mean, yeah, why not? Halloween is literally the one day in the year where no one would really pay attention to you looking a bit weird. As long as you stay in a shape that could convincingly be a costume, you could basically run around as you are.” The answer came promptly, and with a raised eyebrow.

“Glowing eyes are not inconspicuous, MJ. Neither is me floating.” Luka grouched, coiling up a bit more in his room.

“There are more than enough costumes with glowing parts, man.” Clover piped up from her corner, where Hattie was showing her something, presumably a costume she had been preparing for Halloween. “MJ’s not wrong, Halloween is the one day where no one would care what you look like. If it makes you feel better, we could all dress up in a group thing, like your Cult.”

“They are not my Cult, Clover, they’re a group of teens that meets up in the forest.” Luka whined, hiding his face in embarrassment. The golden glow was still very much noticeable.

“Try to convince yourself of that, why don’t you.” She countered with a smirk. “But really, I think we could manage something for that, a group costume thingy. Get Hattie and Bonnie in on it as well, they wouldn’t mind.”

“I really wouldn’t, Dad! Pleeeaaase?” Hattie piped in just then, puppy eyes on full force.

“See, even your daughter wants you to go out.” MJ grinned. For a moment it was silent, then Luka groaned loudly, the sound echoing, before nodding.

“Fiiiine. You three are horrible people, but I see what I can do.” He said without much heat behind his words, and a tiny smile on his face.

“See, was that so hard?”

“Shut up, Moon Moon.”

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In the end they decided on a theme that Hattie eagerly called “Spooky Subcon”. She suggested that Luka could just go slightly more humanoid than his usual Noodle-shape, but still very much like his Snatcher-form. Luka groaned at that name, not for the first time wondering why on earth he had to become the local Mothman equivalent. Clover was next, and had decided to go for something vaguely like a haunted statue, citing that while she wasn’t naturally spooky, she could very much dial it up on the Weeping Angel vibe from Dr. Who. Hattie was very much on board with that idea, before declaring that she and Bonnie would dress up as adventurers who deal with all the “Spooks” of Subcon Forest. That made all the adults chuckle a bit. When everyone turned to MJ though, he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“I’m not sure what I’d go as yet. Not really. I haven’t worn a costume since… well, ever since that one disastrous office party shortly after the shop opened.”

“Oh? You gotta tell me more about that.” Luka grinned widely, the glowing, fanged grin on his face almost cartoonish.

“I’d rather not, but knowing you you won’t stop prying anyways…” He coughed before continuing, face red. “I don’t even know why anymore, but the boss wanted everyone to come in costumes, and I went with the first thing I found on the attic, which was a Prince-costume. It, uh… didn’t survive the night that well. It’s very much ragged now.”

“You can use that, MJ!” Hattie exclaimed. “You could go as a prince-ghost!”

“A… Prince-ghost.” A raised eyebrow.

“Yeah! Maybe you can become more spooky by wearing a mask, and maybe wearing something alongside that outfit! Bracelets or something like that.” MJ thought over that for a moment.

“I guess I could do something like that. I have this old mask on the attic, I found it when… getting new supplies for my charms.”

“You mean when you stole bones.”

“Shut it, Clover. Anyways, it’s been lying on the attic for a while, and it looks pretty weird, so it would work for this, I think.” He rubbed his chin. “I mean, not much that could go wrong there. Worst thing that can happen is, that the costume is eaten by moths.”

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Turns out, there was a lot that could go wrong with the costume MJ had “planned”. Finding the components was not the problem. That appeared later. When he did find the mask though, a shudder ran down his back.

“I forgot how creepy that thing looks…” He muttered, wiping some dust from it. Slightly chipped, light blue paint was revealed, alongside some red stripes and fangs made from actual bones. MJ had enough experience with that to recognize it in a heartbeat. “I really wonder how old it is… A few years at least.” He turned the mask around while mumbling, noticing that the leather strip for holding it in place was still very much intact. “Well, at least I won’t have to replace that.” He got up with a slight groan, back cracking, before grabbing all the clothes and turning to the door. As he went downstairs, he missed the glint of the mask’s eyes.

No twenty minutes later he stood in front of his mirror, tugging at the ragged sleeves of the jacket in slight disdain. “That fit better last time…” He huffed, then shook his head and grabbed the mask lying on the cupboard next to the mirror. “Alright, here goes nothing. Let’s hope I can actually see out of it…” He held the mask up, before pulling the leather strip over his head. The moment the mask touched his face, another shudder ran through him. MJ coughed, then gasped. His head ached, his vision swam, and he felt his knees give. His hands clung to the cupboard, his nails dug into the wood, making grooves in it. He tried to breathe in, but he couldn’t, something was blocking the air from actually reaching his lungs. He coughed, scratched at the mask, only to scream when he could feel it, the sounds horribly disjointed and piercing. He fell to his knees, hands scrabbling at the sides of the mask, only to grasp at nothing. More pain shot through his head, then through his whole body. He managed to look into the mirror at some point, only to rear back in panic. He did not wear a mask, not anymore. Chains and manacles were wrapped around his wrists, wrists that were way too thin and gaunt, and most of all blue. He screamed in fright, the strange and yet horrifyingly similar visage in the mirror contorting itself. He scooted backwards, then watched in horror how his legs began to disappear. He could still feel them, and he was thankful for it, but they were wholly invisible, trousers, shoes and all included. When he tried to grasp at them, his hands managed to go through them, and another unearthly wail freed itself from his throat. This was not how he wanted his Halloween to go, not at all. MJ looked around, then tried to get up, out of the house. He needed to find Luka; he knew how to deal with sudden shapeshifting! Luka should know how to help him, right?

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Frantic knocking on the door followed by frantic yelling was not something Luka had expected this early on the Halloween evening, and for a moment he was entertained to coil up until whoever yelled went away. At least he was, until he heard the actual contents of the yelling, and identified the voice as MJ’s.

“LUKA THATCHER PRINCETON; OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!” Almost on instinct, ingrained from his mother yelling the exact same words, Luka’s mane bristled in shock, and he hurried to the door.

“Coming, MJ!” the moment the door opened, Luka was bowled over by a blue and red blur, and the door was shut noisily.

“Luka, you need to help me! That mask, it.. it.. it did something to me!” MJ sounded close to crying, and it took Luka a moment to answer while he took in the sight of his colleague.

“Holy… MJ? That you?” Luka took in the sight of the quivering mess of a person in front of him. It reminded him vaguely of his friend and co-worker, but at the same time it was very much different, and more in line with, as disturbing as it sounded, a person that had frozen to death at some point.

“Of course that’s me! It’s that damn masks fault! I found it on the attic and tried on that costume I thought of for tonight, and then, I don’t know how, this happened!” MJ threw his arms out, the chains on them rattling noisily. Luka’s eyes widened at that, his fur bristling in shock.

“The Mask? MJ, you have no legs! How on earth… Wait, how did you even get here without anyone seeing you? And are you alright? Except the, you know, obvious?” MJ’s breath hitched at that, and he shivered.

“I have no idea… I can still feel my legs, for your information, but they’re… invisible and intangible, it seems…” He awkwardly rubbed his arms. “As for not being seen… I… kind of have a talent for that? You don’t want to be seen when carrying bones for crafting.” A facepalm from Luka followed that statement.

“Well, I guess that skill did come in handy…” He sighed, then grasped MJ’s shoulder before leading him into the living room. “Sit down for a moment, I’m getting you something to drink. I know how you’re feeling right now. I’m gonna send Hattie to get Clover, I think she should know about this.”

“Good idea…” MJ shook his head slightly. “This… is messed up. I shouldn’t t have picked up that damn mask…”

“Hindsight is 20/20. I shouldn’t have drunk whatever Vanessa ordered, but we can’t change it now. Only work from here, MJ. HATTIE! Come here for a moment.” Not a moment later, the sound of small feet hitting the ground became audible, and Hattie skid to a halt in front of them both.

“MJ?” She tilted her head at the sight of him. He gave a small wave in return. Hattie blinked for a while before looking at her father. “Dad, do I need to get Clover?”

“Please do that, Kiddo. I think we need all hands on deck here.”

“Alright, I’m back in five.” She called, before running out of the door. For a moment, silence fell, then Luka curled up somewhat next to MJ.

“So… want to talk about it?”

“’s not like I have a big choice here, it’s that or silence…” MJ groaned, rubbing his hands over his face. “Does… does it always hurt like that when you change?” His voice was quiet, almost as if he was afraid to ask.

“Only the first time. Never after that. Something I’m rather glad about. Once is enough.” Luka answered truthfully.

“That’s good. I wouldn’t want you to… well, feel pain all the time when you change.” MJ awkwardly rubbed his horn, then asked another question. “Do you think this can be reversed?”

“We can certainly try. Masks are made to be put on and taken off after all, there should be a way to do it.” Luka put one hand on MJ’s shoulder. “Try not to dwell on it for long, we will get this, you hear?” A small smile graced MJ’s face at that, and he nodded. “Good.”

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“So… That happened.” Clover said after a moment of silence after MJ told them what had happened after he put the mask on. “MJ, please do us a favor and burn the Cursed Mask the moment we get that thing off you.” Her tone left no room for arguments, and that she looked very much like a person halfway turned into stone thanks to the magic of make-up helped with that.

“Believe me, that’s first on the list of things I’ll do after this is over.” MJ replied dryly, picking at the manacles around his wrists.

“Does this mean we can’t go out today?” Hattie piped up quietly, wringing the cape of her costume in her hands.

“Oh Kiddo…” Luka started, then looked at the other two adults. “I…”

“As long as someone here can lend me a set of pants or something I can use to conceal the fact that my legs are pretty much invisible and intangible, I can deal. I got the breakdown out of my system earlier.” MJ added, smiling at Hattie. “After all, we promised it to you and Bonnie, didn’t we? Who knows, maybe she has an idea how to get that mask off.” That made Hattie cheer, and she quickly ran into her room, coming back with some yellow cloth that was roughly the same colour as the undershirt MJ still wore.

“We can make that longer, then it looks as if you wear a robe!”

“Not a bad idea, Hattie. We could do that pretty quickly, I think.” Luka hummed.

“Let me do that. No offense Hattie, but you don’t sew as cleanly as I can, and you currently have four fingers in total, Luka.” Clover said, before grabbing MJ and the cloth. “Get me needle and thread, and this is over in ten minutes tops,” she declared.

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The evening was spent in a thankfully rather relaxed manner. Luka ended up making himself look only vaguely humanoid, the robe-solution for MJ’s leg problem worked, and pretty much everyone liked their “costumes”. Bonnie was a bit shocked when she was told what happened to MJ, but offered the possibility that the mask could be taken off after the night was over. After a moment of thinking, it was accepted as a possible solution, after which the demand for candy became loud enough that the group began moving. They ended up encountering the “Snult” along the way, all of them dressed up in the same costume, their heights being the only way to discern who was who.

“So, what are you supposed to be?” MJ asked after a moment of looking the costumes over. Lime and Maya had done pretty good work with the costumes, in his opinion.

“We’re the Subconites! The Loyal Minions of the Snatcher!” came the almost cacophonous reply of over 20 teenagers at once, and Luka looked a bit bewildered, touched, and embarrassed all at once. “That’s a cool costume by the way, Mr. MJ.” Cherry said after a moment, giving the man a thumbs up.

“Oh, thank you.” MJ laughed a bit awkwardly.

“You look like a cryptid. You need a cryptid name now.” One of the subconites said. “MOONJUMPER!” another yelled promptly.

“Moonjumper? Why Moonjumper?”

“Well, because MJ.” Came the prompt reply, said in a tone that suggested a lack of belief in MJ’s intelligence.

“I… guess I can’t say anything against that.”

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The night ended with little fanfare, but a lot of candy. People thought the group costume with the two kids was adorable, and the candy given as pseudo-payment was plenty for it. Bonnie was allowed to sleep over at Hattie’s and Luka’s house that night, and after not even a moment of hesitation MJ and Clover followed suit and slept over as well. Once they all piled up in a rather comfortable cuddle pile, it did not take long for them all to fall asleep. Luka was an excellent and rather warm and comfy snake-ghost-thing, a fact he was not unaware of. It was at about 6 in the morning when MJ woke up again though, his entire body itching and shuddering. He blinked a few times after opening his eyes, noticing that his sight really did not get better, and automatically groped for his glasses, only to notice that he didn’t have them with him. Then the events from yesterday caught up, and his hands flew to his face. He could’ve cried in relief when his hands found the edge of the mask, and he almost tore it from his face.

“You gave me a lot of trouble.” He hissed at it, the almost leering grin and decorated eyes on the wood staring back without an answer. “Can’t wait to throw you into the fire.” He huffed, chucking it into a corner before curling up again. It was too damn early for this, and it was not as if the mask could run away. By closing his eyes, he missed the mask’s eyes gleaming once more, the grin seemingly growing wider, before freezing once more, becoming nothing more than old wood and bone. Hours later, it was thrown into a bonfire, and the ashes scattered into the winds. Nothing remained, no wood, no leather, no teeth made of bone. Only ashes on the wind, never to be seen again. The Mask was gone for good.

#ahit #ahit 'coffee shop au'#The snatcher #moonjumper #hat kid #bow kid #subconites #subconite cherry #subconite lime #subconite maya #the florist #Some body horror courtesy of MJ #MJ gets majora masked and is very unhappy #is the mask sentient? No one knows #and now no one ever will.

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