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citylighten · 3 months
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milliumizoomi · 2 years
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𝗜 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣!
➣ SUMMARY. ; Asking TR boys to help you when you’re in danger
➣ FEATURED. ; Draken & Mitsuya
➣ FORMAT. ; Smau // Headcanon
➣ GENRE. ; Angst ⇶ Fluff
➣ WARNINGS. ; Slight Cursing, mentions of robbery, mention of gun, mention of fire,
➣ NOTES. ; IM BACKKKK !! Officially off the hiatus 🕺🏽. i just thought about this and decided to see where it goes,,, hope you enjoy !!
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED.
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━━ 𝐃.𝐑.𝐀.𝐊.𝐄.𝐍
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𖦹 after you texted draken you made sure to keep texting him little phrases and emojis so he knew you were ok and also did what he told you and sat there as silent as you could
𖦹 you could hear the heavy footsteps of the intruder in the hallways which is what freaked you out more
𖦹 you kept shuffling backwards trying not to make a sound
𖦹 you knew Ken would come so you did your best to not make a sound
𖦹 it was about 6 minutes later you heard the police sirens
𖦹 ‘Well that was fast..”
𖦹 you could tell they were already in your house because of the multiple footsteps
𖦹 soon enough, you heard your room door open then a police officer calling out to you
𖦹 you crawled out from your closet and when the officer saw you he guided you outside as he kept asking if you were doing fine
𖦹 when you got outside, you felt yourself getting picked up
𖦹 You looked up to see Draken
𖦹 “Tell your parents you’re staying with me.. I’m not leaving you alone like this” he said
𖦹 You could see tears threatening to spill from his eyes
𖦹 “Mkay I will.. love you and thank you”
𖦹 “You’re welcome baby and I love you too, won’t let anything hurt you ever.”
━━ 𝐌.𝐈.𝐓.𝐒.𝐔.𝐘.𝐀
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𖦹 you told him that you understood and shut your phone off after that
𖦹 once you did not even a minute after that you’re phone dinged again
𖦹 you had already suspected who it was and when you looked out the window you’re eyes grew wide
𖦹 not only was it mitsuya and the boys of Toman outside,, but it was a bunch of other boys who look to be in different gangs too
𖦹 “BABE!” You heard mitsuya yell. You looked at him to let him know you heard him
𖦹 “JUMP! COME ON!” he yelled again.
𖦹 you weren’t sure how he got here so fast or where they got the gigantic sheets they were holding for you all to jump in but there wasn’t time to think about that now
𖦹 without a second thought or listening to the screams of the people behind you, you threw your bag out the window then climb through and jumped
𖦹 you landed on the sheet and felt yourself bounce up on the impact
𖦹 “ARE YOU OKAY?!” “HOW DO YOU FEEL Y/N?!” “Are you in pain?!”
𖦹 these questions came flying at you and you just smiled and nodded
𖦹 Mitsuya dropped his part of the sheet and grabbed you and hugged you tightly
𖦹 you hugged him back just as tightly and you could feel a wetness on your back
𖦹 “babe please don’t cry I’m ok I’m fine ok I’m right here..”
𖦹 he stayed quiet
𖦹 “I’m fine I promise let’s help the other people get out ok”
“ok..”
𖦹 yeah.. you were ok now.. and that’s all that mattered to him
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lewdo · 1 year
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Lando speaking about being attacked and mugged after the 2020 Euro Final, this is so sad to read and the people who did this are such disgusting humans
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artemispt · 8 months
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2 people tried to rob Carlos?!
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depressed-werewolf · 1 year
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Villain stormed into the bank, brandishing their gun. “Nobody move. Put your hands in the air.”
“And wave ‘em like you just don’t ca—“
Villain shushed their subordinate angrily. “Henchman, I swear to god.”
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Found a fuckign guy tryna rob a sssstore while I was tryna sleep n it...... who th FUCK dyou think you are t wake me up, bitch
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anemoarchonhoe · 2 years
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Professor AU.
Warning: violence, knives, attempted robbery
You are NOT the main character, despite having your own story, because the world revolves around them. Not you. Never you. You're just the person pursuing their love. You are born to love and adore them.
You are their Suitor.
The story starts the moment you set foot on the city gates of Mondstadt. It was way different than Sumeru's capital city, the air filled with songs from musicians scattered around. A true city of romance and poetry, this place. You sighed, letting the sounds of your surroundings drown out your worries for the moment.
Now, you just need to get back to your rental house. It was a cozy little home, and your landlord has been very pleasant to talk with. You're sure he would find it a nice place to live in, too.
...Your smile drops at the thought of your elder brother. You silently continued to walk in pensive silence, looking around the busy street in foolish hope that you might recognize him in the crowd, as you familiarize yourself with the roads.
"Is he truly here?" you wondered to yourself. Only one way to find out is to begin your search.
You were about to turn to a street corner when a strong hand grabbed your arm and forcefully pulled you in a dark alleyway. You let out a soundless gasp, the air knocked out of you when your back harshly hit the wall. A cold blade suddenly presses itself against your neck, making you widen your eyes. You can feel your hands get sweaty as you will yourself to remain calm.
Great. Just your luck. A mugger.
"Listen here; scream and I'll slit your throat, so don't do anything funny. Quietly give me your mora and any valuables you have. Now."
Just when you were about to reach for your wallet, a hand suddenly settles on the mugger's shoulder, making him look behind him.
"Get MUGGED!" said the man in a cardigan before slamming a thick ceramic coffee mug on the robber's head, stunning the latter man.
"Ugh! Why you—!?"
The robber attempts the stab the cardigan dude when another hand wordlessly grab the wrist of the robber from the left. Before he could react, the man with a pinned up side braid knocks the robber unconscious with a single punch, likely breaking his nose.
You slowly slide down against the wall, your legs feeling like jelly under you, tears slowly sliding down your cheeks as you start to sob. You truly thought that that'd be the end of you; that you'll never get to see your brother again. Oh, Celestia. You've never felt more grateful for a second chance.
"...Are you okay? Were you hurt?"
You look up to see the man in the cardigan looking at you with concern. You nodded, wiping your tears away with the back of your hands.
"Y-Yes. Yes, I'm fine. Thank you so much for helping me..." Fresh tears rolls down your chin.
"Well, I'm glad you're not hurt." The man in the cardigan hands you a handkerchief, a gentle smile on his face that made you subconsciously return it. "You look much better smiling than crying!"
"I called the Favonius enforcers, they should be here soon." The other man enters the conversation. You look at them both and your mouth forms a small 'o' shape.
Twins. And good-looking ones at that. Both have the same double side braids, though the man in semi-casual wear has one of his braids pinned up.
It was when all the drama about the robber and the Favonius police were over that, after the twins dropped you off to your house, you remembered.
You didn't get to ask for their names.
Author note: This is supposed to be an intro to the AU so excuse me for the shit quality, but I swear it'll get better on my next post about them. I just wanted to get the first meeting out of the way before I elaborate on the romance part hhh. Anyway, check out @/wheatcak3's art of the professors. And also @/cinnabelle2's Prof Himmel au art. Very good bois. Much love. ❤️
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black-rose-events · 1 year
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🚨THIS IS NOT A DRILL! THERE'S ONLY 2 MORE DAYS UNTIL WE KICKOFF OUR VILLAINTINE'S DAY PROMPT EVENT!🚨
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petitsdieu · 11 months
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FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS - ❝  are you hurt?  did they hurt you?  ❞
There's a glance back into the Denny's, Buck's still at their booth with a fork in his hand and what she can only assume is more pancake. The only thing left from the Super Slam they shared — one egg each, she gave him the bacon, hash and three pancakes split between the both of them. She has this dopey smile on her face, thinking they're going to get away with dining and dashing, and how much she's liking his company.
About halfway to her car, two men approached her asking if it was still open. Things escalated quickly from them blocking her steps to grabbing for her. In retrospect, she should have run back towards the restaurant. Instead, she had run towards her car. It all happened so fast. There was no time for strategy.
Her gaze went from the flashing 24-hour sign right under the neon DENNYS to the ground. She's on her knees in the parking lot with her head in her hands and a wet face. And Buck's voice behind her, getting louder as he gets closer.
"Are you hurt?  Did they hurt you?"
Her palm is cut from when she tried to swing at them and the keys cut into skin. There's a cut on her forehead where her head was slammed against the hood of the car. Her ankle hurts. Her clothes are a little disheveled. Her knees a little scrapped up. And she thinks they took her wallet. At least they fled the scene in a hurry and didn't have time to locate and pick up her dropped keys or they probably would have taken her car, too.
"Uh... a little?"
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𝙛𝒕. @perniicious
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the-sidekick-club · 11 months
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Tw for mention of thievery and arrests
Hi, it’s egg anon! Here’s my reaction to: Kim… We Have a Problem.
I love how Hirra’s robbery of gemstones accidentally discovered that the jewelry store people were selling fake gems 😂
I bet the heroes were happy to have Hirra help them discover that the law was being broken. She helped arrest some criminals!
And hey, like the heroes, she got paid for her hard work! She got a bag of fake gems! She can sell them for a little bit of money, they’re worth something
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Lol, yes, poor Hirra 😔
Her crimes often turn into heroic deeds 😔
So sad. She's so unlucky
Hirra: WHY AM I SO BAD AT BEING BAD?! 😭
Now what can she do with these fake gems? Besides selling them 🤔
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serickswrites · 2 years
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On the floor
Warnings: gun, robbery, threats
“Get down on the floor! This is a bank robbery!” The young villain shouted at the top of their lungs. 
The bank manager just rolled their eyes as they raised their hands. “Is it Thursday?” They asked a teller. 
“Definitely Wednesday. We always get robbed twice on a Wednesday.” The teller replied as they lay themself on the ground. 
“Give me all your cash and no one gets hurt!” The young villain thrust the gun in the manager’s face. 
“Well, bud, I don’t know what to tell you. But we’re fresh out of cash. Villain stopped by not even an hour ago and took all our cash.”
“You’re out of cash? You’re a bank! You can’t be out of cash!”
“We’re a bank in a town overrun with villains. We’re lucky if we make it to lunch with any petty cash on hand.”
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csaventing · 6 months
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My mom mentions that my dad got robbed recently. She says, that’s not uncommon for Oakland. I haven’t talked to him in four years. And it just messed me up I guess, knowing he is out there having a life. Like, I guess the fear is if he has the power to move and get a new job, he has the power to find me.
In the summers when I was a kid, we’d go pick blackberries and process them into jam. He taught me how to shoot, how to skin a rabbit. You kill it, you eat it, rattle snake battered and fried.
It just weighs on me so hard that my dad fucked me. My brother hates the man. Genuinely wishes death on him and tells him that. But I hate to imagine my dad in pain. I hate to imagine him lonely or tired or old, even.
I love my dad cause he took me fishing. I can’t look straight at the assault, I end up pretending it didn’t happen. Or it did happen, but it was my fault. Or he was possessed or something. The truth wiggles away from me. He took me fishing. I love my dad, but I know he’s not safe to be around. I love my dad in the same way someone would love arsenic, or radiation.
Being near my father is a slow death. I love my dad.
Thank you so much for this place to vent. This blog is such a comfort.
Thank you also.
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bcofl0ve · 8 months
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but it's no like if it's not mute i am going to read, if you see the topic and it's a topic you don't like just don't keep reading lol pass straight
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you would think i’m making people read all of my posts like this from the way some people come at me 😭
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prof-lemon · 1 year
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There was an attempted break-in last night.
I slept at the lab last night. I heard glass shatter. Timtom set off alarms, I called police. Ringo locked the doors. The intruder kept smashing stuff. Police showed up in under ten minutes. My computer was smashed, a window broken, and some files were stolen. But nobody was hurt. Everything is replacable and repairable. Cameras caught a man in a black outfit. I have my suspicions of Rocket, but there's not evidence to say for sure.
I'm so glad to have Timtom and Ringo here, I don't know what would have happened if not for them. Still....
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artemispt · 8 months
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Heyy I'm the girl of the "La Gazzetta dello Sport" the little glimpse of carlando I don't know if u remember, did u know that carlos got robbed?
Wait let me explain:
Around 8.30 p.m. in the Armani Hotel in Milan, two South Americans grabbed Carlos and took away his 500,000 euro watch and then ran away.
But then Carlos started chasing them together (with Guzman I think) then managed to stop them and hand them over to the police.
Fortunately they didn't hurt him :)
Hiii! Of course I remember you! Yes, I saw that news 😩 So the “bodyguard” was Guzman? 😅
It scares me a little that both Carlos and Charles (it also happened to him some time ago) chased the thieves. Be careful guys, please!
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fleetstreetpies · 10 months
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What if I just screamed about the horrors of capitalism right here right now?
I work retail now right? And I’m constantly trying to pitch the store credit card and rewards and everything else all day till my voice gets hoarse. My coworkers are great honestly and that’s not my issue.
My issue is that I (and the sweet old ladies who do the same job as me pretty much) have to actively intercept would-be shoplifters sometimes and I really do feel like that’s dangerous. Like yeah there are eight of us, but this is the southeastern United States and what if the shoplifter actually has a gun or something? Like we have active threat preparedness and the like but damn not for that kind of turn of events.
I started really thinking about this after helping deter a thief yesterday and now I’m really actually paranoid about work. I want to come home and pet the neighborhood cats.
Being in America is scary for different reasons than it would be scary to be somewhere else but as a visibly queer and (less visibly but still obviously) disabled younger person working retail in a country with almost no gun restrictions, im really terrified for myself and the sweet little old ladies I work with. These are grandmothers and great grandmothers. They have big families in which they have a lot of impact.
Maybe I’m overreacting but I think it’s justifiable. The mundane horror of working retail in America is never knowing if you’ll make it home. It’s not just the low pay and high prices; it’s the dread that every single breath you’re taking is the last.
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