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cultofdixon · 9 months

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Taking Time

Daryl Dixon • They/Them Pronouns | AFAB • The fall of the prison brought these two together, and it meant so much more • ANGST/SFW/NSFW • TW: Canon Violence / Insecurities / Night Terrors / Burn Scars / PTSD / Abuse

“Claimed!”

The familiar voice rang through Daryl’s ears thinking he was dreaming until he looked up spotting Y/N standing amongst a strange group. Looks like a biker gang. Without the bikes of course.

“Well shit boys. They modified the rules once again, but I’m kind of likin’ it” the man circled Daryl as he brought himself to his feet stepping close to Y/N about to embrace them when they retracted into themselves. “Aww. No hug for the newbie, anyway, you’ll learn about how we run things as we go along. But for obvious “what the fuck we doing” reasons. We’re tracking somebody”

“And helping this sweet piece of ass find that weird sanctuary place thinking the rest of their friends are there” and to the one’s mistake, he wrapped his arm around Y/N’s shoulder as Daryl watches their whole body tense and suddenly swing back one of their fists to meet his nose. The guy falls back with a thud and before he could get up Daryl aims his crossbow at his head resulting in a gun aimed at Y/N’s.

“Now now. Len here clearly never learns from his mistakes when dealin’ with the feral animal like times before.” The man from before, became obvious that he’s their leader. “He won’t do it again Y/N. But since you claimed this fella here, until he proves himself. Anything he does out of turn…will result in punishment on you” he whispers his threat up close and personal to Y/N making Daryl surrender to make him step away, but the defensive body language from his…Y/N. Started to stress him out, thinking they’ll snap a bone if touched.

Once the group got themselves settled into a building for the night, Y/N quickly claimed the truck and shoved one of the guys of the way for it. They gestured for Daryl to join them as the others fought for the other places. The two sat in the bed of the truck watching the others get settled as Daryl brought his attention back to Y/N seeing the exhaustion in their face along with the stress that he doesn’t know entirely about.

Until he had woken to the sound of fighting that was quickly muffled by one covering the other’s mouth. In this case being Len covering Y/N’s mouth as he drags their struggling form outside the garage. Daryl didn’t wait another second but did his best to keep quiet going to save them when—

“Where you going?”

“You let this shit just happen?”

“Y/N has always been a piece of work with us. Not only is the helping one another find whatever either of us is looking for being a reason to stay, but because they’ve caused us trouble. And instead of putting a bullet between their eyes, they agreed to work with us. In any. way. shape. or form” The leader by the name of Joe, that was earlier told to Daryl while the group migrated, stated watching a bit of the horror his words intended write itself on his face. “Nothing sexual if that makes yea feel better. You should just let’em fight”

“Nah. Fuck off” Daryl hissed and before he could even get to the door, Tony knocked him onto his ass. “Piss off—-“ and he stopped when he heard the click of Joe’s gun.

“Just let’em fight”

Daryl was willing to take a bullet for Y/N in that moment, but there’s so much more to it. He felt like a monster letting it happen…but he didn’t want them to die in a quick way either. He needs to find a way for this to stop.

The next morning came and Daryl stayed up all night with Y/N. After they came back in, they stopped speaking. Part of it was the injuries to their throat, another was the rage brewing inside them. But one thing they did do was take Daryl’s hand at some time during the night to reassure him not to blame himself, even if he does that regardless.

“Explain your shitty rules”

Joe chuckles to the tone but was going to comply anyway. “You see somethin’ you want. Claim it. Before another does. Y/N picks fights—-“

“Shut it. Am I still claimed?”

“Nah. I think that fine ass did it so we wouldn’t have killed yea the second we saw you. Cuz we really didn’t trust how you just sat in the middle of the road and didn’t get bothered by any walkers. Force of nature in your own strange way” Joe took out a pack of cigarettes that he managed to find, offering one to Daryl as he shook his head. “So do whatever. But don’t pick a fight. Imma still keep that rule in play. You do shit. They pay for it” he gestured to Y/N walking in the center of the group.

Daryl had gotten an idea.

Resulting in Y/N freezing to the hand wrapped around their throat and being pinned against the wall. They had just gotten into a fight with Len again and Daryl was sick of this shit. Putting them in their place which got brownie points from the rest of the group. Joe especially.

“You do what you’re told from now on” Daryl threats watching Y/N tense up a bit more as they nod, feeling a tear roll off their cheek.

“Well done. The feral beast is now tamed.” Joe suddenly grabs Len by the collar and shoved him against one of the cars they found. “Len, we’ll put a bullet through your head if you mess with them. Let Daryl discipline them when they’re out of line” he smirks releasing the poor dude before finding their group another spot to hold up in.

As the others followed Joe leaving Daryl and Y/N to be the stragglers, Y/N wiped away the tear relaxing their body once Daryl removed his hand.

“Sorry” He whispers to them, Y/N still deciding not to speak but they patted his shoulder to give him some sense that it was all part of the plan and okay…it was just going to set them back a bit.

Another few days went by, resulting in one where Len died after trying to plant something of Daryl’s in Y/N’s pack. Joe was sick of the kid’s shit and ended his dumbass. As night fell, Y/N offered to keep watch after setting up another barrier of cans. But Daryl of course refused to let them be alone and the remaining few of the Claimers, something the two decided to call them, turned in for the night.

“I really did get stuck by hurting a few of them” Y/N blurts out to avoid the silence between the two. Thankful that they started the conversation making Daryl internally sigh. “Already didn’t come out of the prison unscathed. Had to fight a few Governor fucks on my way out…they found me bleeding and full of rage. Didn’t kill Lou but he was the one that knocked me down back to square one…” they rub their throat gently not enjoying the bruises, but Daryl noticed how hesitant they were to touch parts of their arm. “I was already found broken…then got thrown back down to that stage again”

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While on a run by himself to mainly get something for Maggie, Glenn came back in a hurry startling everybody when he came in running with a body in his arms. Beth and Carl quickly took everything off the table letting Glenn set the person down as Hershel approached with Caleb, both assessing the situation.

“We bringing in walker-like strays now?” Daryl states watching Carol move to block Beth who’s carrying Judith and Carl in case the mysterious person turned.

“They saved me. They weren’t bit or nothing”

“But we know very well that even a bullet wound can turn a man. Carol take’em out of the cellblock” Rick gestures for his friend to take the kids out before turning to the two docs. “Y’all can do what you can. But the second things go south, you’re taking them out” he pointed to Glenn making it his responsibility given he brought them in.

But instead of a walker waking out of the person, woke was a terrified human being cornering themselves while the group mistakenly surrounded him.

“We ain’t gonna hurt yea.” Hershel reassures taking a step back as the person who looked as if they were mummified because of the bandages pressed themselves against the wall.

Glenn stepped into view seeing their eyes lock on him and a sense of relief washed over them but when he stepped close they retracted.

“You were severely burned when you saved me. Clearly you were in something else before saving me…So I had to return the favor when you passed out from I assume exhaustion” Glenn says with a frown watching as his words did nothing to calm them.

Daryl finally arrived back with Rick and Maggie seeing the situation for himself. He watches for a bit seeing the few trying to approach the stranger that was giving clear signs that they didn’t want them near’em.

“Ight. Everybody out.” Daryl states receiving confused looks. “I’ve got it. Now get the fuck out” he watches his family go from confused to he’s serious and did what was…demanded more than asked of them.

The second the few surrounding the stranger was no longer around them and Daryl was left to be with them. He watches them slide against the wall reaching the ground and curling up on themselves.

“Nobody here is gonna hurt yea.” He kept his distance kneeling to the floor to be their level. “What we heard was you saved one of our own. We don’t meet those who help with violence.”

“…He didn’t see the walkers following him, and the foundation was weak enough to knock over to take the crowd out” They sounded weak given their state. “I…Had Uhm…just…”

“You don’t gotta tell me what happened to yea” Daryl starts seeing the relief flood them instantly. “I’ll stop anybody that bothers yea for an answer. You don’t gotta share if you don’t wanna”

Later that day, Daryl helped them get settled into one of the office rooms. Since the cells weren’t giving them any comfort, hell he understands that feeling.

“Holler if yea need anything…uhm”

“It’s Y/N. Y/N…” Y/N gave him an appreciative look as he made his leave to let them settle in.

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“You’ve said I never had to bring it up…But this, still doesn’t top being burned alive” Y/N scoffs feeling the tears coming. “Your family made me feel safe again, be able to trust again…then the second I extend my hand in asking for help. I’m shoved back into that place feeling the heat rise and the footsteps fade…”

“Let’s leave then” Daryl whispers to Y/N seeing the pleading look in their eyes mixed with the fear and anxious body language. “I’ve lost and I ain’t gonna keep losin’. I’m not losin’ you to these fucks” he continues to keep his voice low turning back to the group before quietly getting up and extending his hand to them. “I’m not losing you” and with that, Y/N took the chance and they left.

But when the next night came and Joe had found who he was looking for this entire time. Daryl couldn’t let anything more happen and revealed himself from the shadows. Given the two had gotten back onto the road by following it within the tree line, but when they heard the commotion of the Claimers, they knew something was up.

“What the hell you doing?”

“Well lookie here fellas” Joe smirks keeping his gun directed at Rick. “Where’s your partner huh? Len might not be around but I still got a thing or two to pick with Y/N”

“What. Are. You. Doing.”

“Paying respects to Lou. By killing his killer”

“These people…are good people.” Daryl states watching Y/N in the darkness start to pull up without being spotted.

“Yeah? He killed our friend, saying he’s good people…is a lie” and that triggered two of the guys to bring Daryl down. Taking his crossbow off of him and starting to lay a few punches. While the one keeping Carl in the truck, Dan, pulled the kid out so that Rick could watch what he’s going to do with him. “First. We’re gonna beat your friend Daryl to death, then we’re gonna take the girl…and the boy, and finally end you”

Without a second thought, Rick suddenly head butted Joe causing him to release a shot but topple back a bit. As Rick formulated a quick plan, another shot rang through. Seeing the man on Carl drop and the one who fired coming out from the dark being Y/N. Oh how the two tuned out the rest of the world in that moment…

Rick took care of Joe giving him a piece of his mind while Y/N tackled down one of the two on Daryl, giving him a window to take care of the other. As Michonne took down her attacker before checking on Carl.

As the sun started to rise, Rick sat in silence thinking of what had just happened and turned to the two beside him seeing the damage done on Y/N that has aged.

“Why did you stay with’em? Did you know—-“

“We were trackin’ somebody. Didn’t know it was you. I just wanted to find you guys. Got stuck in a predicament” Y/N wipes the blood from their lip after being punched a few times during their recent altercation. “Then found Daryl, and got roped into another problem”

“It was a lot, Rick. Couldn’t step out until there was a window. A bit of an obvious one but still” Daryl kept his attention to the ground below before turning to Y/N when they rest their head on his shoulder. They all were exhausted. Y/N’s body was starting to give in.

“…Need to find the others. Find out if they’re alright”

Following the directions on the signs that passed by to this sanctuary called Terminus the closer they got. Y/N’s anxiety started to eat at them realizing it’s a gated community and remembering they didn’t know much of it. It could be a trap was all they thought as Rick cautiously placed his hand upon their shoulder watching them retract.

“You stay out here in case shit happens and we need rescuing”

“I don’t trust it Rick.”

“I know, I don’t either. But we’ll need someone like you to help us out of there when given the signal”

But the signal never came in the form of the retired sheriff or even the archer or the swordsman.

It was Carol. She had startled them unexpectedly as she had a suspicion on the place when she noticed the signs for herself. But seeing Y/N had been watching the community from the outside and hearing that they received no sign from their group…she knew that the two of them would have to break them out.

With the help of an explosion.

After getting their group out of the hell with cannibals, real fucking cannibals. Everyone reunited with Carol and eventually we’re led to where Judith and Tyreese were.

Y/N watches the Grimes reunite with one another and couldn’t help but grip onto their chest.

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Y/N cornered themselves in a cell in the quarantine block as they felt their chest tighten at every breath. They couldn’t remember the last time they were sick but it definitely didn’t feel like this. They were waiting like the rest still standing, for Daryl and the others to return with the medicine and it felt like it was taking forever with how incredibly slow everything was happening.

Then Daryl came through the cell block with those that accompanied him and immediately went to Hershel who made the cocktail for those still alive.

Leading the archer to instantly make his way toward Y/N’s cell as he didn’t wait a second to give them the medicine. And within that moment even if it didn’t go into full effect, he wrapped his arms around them holding them in his embrace.

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Something he’s been wanting to do since they reunited

Ever since the prison collapsed, everything seemed to went down hill. Now the group walked aimlessly through the streets after losing a few of their own.

Beth…

Tyreese…

Both happened so suddenly that it will ache for a while.

As the group stopped in the middle of the road investigating the water that was left out there. Ultimately refusing it. The weather changed and it felt like a sign when the rain fell…that some good will come again with time.

The archer didn’t budge from his place letting the rain hit him and ultimately drench him like it did others. He only moved slightly when he felt their hand place itself on his arm. As Y/N looks up at Daryl with that concern look in their eyes, the same one he bore during their time with the claimers. He knew he could do what he wanted right then and there…

Carefully engulfing Y/N in his embrace feeling them wrap their arms tightly around him holding on for fear life. As no one could tell that they had started to cry silently in each other’s arms due to the rain.

It’ll take time to heal from it all.

But he was thankful for them in this moment.

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awhitehead17 · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022: Day 4 - Dead on your feet

Prompt: Hidden Injury

Summary: As the oldest it’s Dick’s job to make sure his siblings are all looked after and if that means putting off his own medical treatment, then so be it.

Enjoy! :D

It wasn’t the question of who is injured but rather who is the most injured?

It’s been a long and gruelling night of running around of stopping gang wars, busting drug cartels, saving civilians and dealing with Gotham’s rouge gallery. By the end of the night, well into the early hours of the morning, they all have an injury of some shape and form. By the time they’ve all piled back into the cave it was the case of treating the person who is most critical then working around the room.

Dick’s in bad shape. Throughout the night he took a knife in the bottom of his foot from a poorly timed kicked at a thug; a bullet grazed both his bicep and thigh during a gang war; there’s the strained shoulder that he pulled at some point during the night; then to top it all off there’s the gashes on his hips he received while dealing with Man-bat.

It’s easy to say Dick is hurting and is need of some medical attention. However despite all that he keeps quiet and lets his siblings get looked at first. He’s the oldest, it’s his job to make sure the younger ones are looked after. Bringing forward his best acting skills, he waves off Alfred’s attention stating he’s fine and has only picked up a couple nicks here and there, nothing that can’t wait to be looked at. Despite Alfred eyeing him knowingly, he lets Dick have his way and moves onto treating Cass who has a bullet stuck in her thigh.

Thankfully his suit is black because it seems to disguise the blood that is slowly seeping out of his wounds.

For the next hour or so it’s hustle and bustle in the cave where Alfred and Bruce work tirelessly on patching everyone up from the night. Once someone has been treated, they’ve been sent off to shower then ordered to bed. It’s a testament on how long the night had been and how tired everyone is that no one argues with the orders.

At some point Dick had settled himself down onto one of the training benches and waits for his turn to be looked at. He has no idea on how long he stayed sat there as he quickly lost track of time once he arrived at the cave. Aside from making sure that his siblings all got treated first, all Dick could focus on is the throbbing sensation happening throughout the entirety of his body and the pounding headache that's recently developed. While he sits there he keeps his injuries covered, he hides the one worst one on his side with his arms while he discreetly presses a cloth to it to try and slow the bleeding down. It doesn’t really help but it’s better than nothing.

“Dick, chum? It’s your turn. Where are you?”

At the sound of Bruce’s call Dick blinks his eyes open and groans, he hadn’t noticed that he started dozing. Bracing himself to get up off the bench he answers Bruce’s call. “I’m here, I’m coming…”

Standing up took a lot more effort than Dick had thought it would. He felt breathless by the time he was up right and he instantly knew that his condition had only gotten worse in the time he had been resting. It certainly doesn’t help that once he’s standing the whole world tilts and black spots cloud his vision.

There isn’t anything around he could lean against to help support his weight and Dick has just enough time to think “oh shit” before he’s falling and landing completely unconscious.

Upon waking up, Dick didn’t know if he felt better or worse. Surprisingly he wakes up relatively clear headed with only the slight amount of confusion to figuring out what happened. Instead of the infirmary he woke up in his bedroom at the manor. He’s shirtless with his side and bicep covered in white bandages, his bed covers are pulled up to his hips and when he lifts them up he finds that he's dressed in some old jersey shorts with bandages wrapped around his thigh and his foot.

Dick slumps back down into his mattress and glances to the side where his bedside table is. There he finds a glass of water, a few pills, a protein bar and his digital clock telling him it’s six in the evening.

Gritting his teeth he forces himself to move, pushing himself up until he's leaning against the headboard. He groans in pain and takes a few deep breaths until the pain resides. Once he can focus again he reaches over for the glass of water and the pills, taking them without question, although he ignores the protein bar as he doesn’t feel hungry.

That’s when the door to his bedroom opens and in comes Bruce. Clearly the man hadn’t been expecting to see him awake, let alone sitting up, as he looks surprised when he finds exactly that.

Dick manages to send him a weak smile. “Hey Bruce.”

“Dick…” his pseudo father breathes out his name. After a moment he seems to get over his shock because then he's stepping further into the room and approaching the bed looking concerned. “How are you feeling chum?”

Dick snorts. “Rough… like I’ve got one helluva hangover but times 20.”

Bruce doesn’t look impressed by his attempt at a joke. He sends Dick a scowl. “Dick this isn’t funny, you were seriously injured and didn’t say anything. You passed out because of your injuries.”

Knowing it’s true Dick doesn’t deny it. Feeling like he’s a child being scolded (which essentially he currently is) he averts his gaze and focuses on the blanket covering him.

He hears Bruce sigh and his father comes and sits on the edge of his bed facing him.

“You know better than that Dick.” Bruce scolds him gently but firmly. “You can’t go ignoring that many injuries, especially for as long as you did. You gave us all quite a scare.”

Dick lets out a sigh and rolls his head back until he’s looking at Bruce. “Look Bruce I-”

Dick didn’t get any further than saying the man’s name before he’s interrupted. Bruce watches him knowingly. “Dick I know what you’re going to say. You ignored your injuries because you wanted the younger ones to be looked at first. You didn’t realise how bad they were. That you were ‘fine’.”

Shutting his mouth with a click of his teeth, Dick glares at Bruce not impressed. That was what he was going to say, because it’s true!

Bruce leans forward and places a hand on Dick’s shoulder, squeezing it supportively. “You matter to Dick, you had the worse injuries, everyone would’ve understood. Imagine what your sibling’s reactions were this afternoon when I told them what happened.” There's a hint of a smile on the man’s face and Dick knows he’s lightly teasing. And then the man’s words sink in and Dick grimaces. He doesn’t want to know what the other’s reactions all were.

Letting Dick delay the inevitable Bruce gets up from the bed and leaves his room, but not before telling him that dinner is almost ready so if he wants to freshen up he has the chance to do so. Dick takes a moment in the silence for everything to sink in, there’s no doubt that Bruce will want a report of yesterday’s events and he knows there’s still more to what happened that needs to be discussed. However that’s all for a later time, right now he needs ready to face his family which is more terrifying than any Gotham rogue he would ever come across.

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beastfury5580 · 1 year

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Donkey Kong Z Episode 2

OP - Dragonball Opening English

Next Episode/Last Episode - Dragon Ball Z ost - The Saga Continues

DK (Narrating): Last time on donkey kong Z, it was a pretty normal day on my island until k rool decided to wreck it like he always does, but as usual he's off his game while I'm on the top of my game. But wait a minute, something else happened after that....who the hell are all these people?! K Rool was going to cheat to win until my father saved me, if it wasn't for that I would have been a goner for sure, but it taught me a lesson, I had to stop being lazy and cocky and start focusing now that k rool has more villains at his side. Dad even taught me the banana power cannon and the super kong form, and man did it feel good. I felt like a whole new kong! Lucario will be teaching me kung fu along with diddy while we travel around in outer space to find the fruit gems, crash bandicoot's world is coming up soon so I better shape up and stay strong for everybody. Find out what happens next on donkey kong Z!! *Hoots*

Episode 2: Finding the Apple Gem (The shadow alliance and the crossover gang went into N sanity island to find the apple gem before k rool does. DK and Diddy put their super kong form to the test.)

Great Fox Flying Through Space - Sector Z - Super Smash Bros. [OST]

DK and Diddy: *Watching outer space through a tough glass window* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOA!!!! Diddy: Everything is so black and shiny and beautiful! Slippy: First time in outer space? Diddy: Yeah pretty much. I never dreamt of space being this wonderful until now! DK: We gotta go out there!! Krystal: *Giggles* DK, if you travel out of space you'll run out of air quickly and practically froze to pieces. DK: So many shiny snaaaacks. *Licks the glass* Say can you at least get the stars for us, I wanna try some! Falco: *Shakes my head* Cavemen. *Walks off* Krystal: Those stars are not food dear. They're hot ball of fire. Lucario: "I'm capable of going into space but if you two try without protection you would be goners." Slippy: And besides, those stars can burn you if you touch them, we also NEVER go close to the sun either. It'll burn everything in sight. Diddy: So the stars are the same thing but burn us slowly? Slippy: Yeah pretty much. Crash: *Amazed as I walk around* Spyro: Dude you've been to space multiple times how is it your still amazed by it? Aku Aku: It's probably just the ship he's amazed by. Sparx: *Buzzes* Aku Aku: I agree, he is a strange one. Spyro: So you can understand what Sparx is saying the whole time? Aku Aku: Of course I can. I've always been able to communicate with animals. Slippy: Check Dillon out. Fox: Huh?

Dillon's Theme - Wild Arms 3 OST 14 - From Dusk til Dawn

Dillon: *Leans against the wall with my arms folded with my eyes closed* Russ: Yeah, Dillon's always like that. Fox: At least he isn't sonic the hedgehog. That guy can be SO annoying. Russ: Yikes that bad? Falco: You have NO idea. Slippy: *Walks up to Dillon* He's a whole lot cooler than sonic in a way. *Waves my hands over all around Dillon's face and make faces at him* Falco: Careful, he might just slap you if you keep that up. Lucario: "DK, diddy, come along you two. We're going to be training in another room." *Walks off*

*DK and Diddy followed Lucario*

DK: I have a feeling this is going to be harder than dad training. Diddy: Most definitely.

*In the combat room*

Kung Fu Training - Shenmue Music: Pit Blow Practice

Lucario: "Martial artist requires dedication as well as determination and endurance. Sometimes it may not even require anything at all if they can memorize it at all. For this lesson, you two are going to mimic my movements and then after which you fight against me and show me what you've learned." DK: Go against you? For us that's like fighting Mewtwo. Lucario: "Not if you keep focus like you did learning the cannon. Now let's begin."

*DK and Diddy started following Lucario's movements as they both started doing kung fu even though they messed up a few times, mainly DK because of his heavyweight body but slowly picks up after the first few techniques*

Lucario: "You two are doing good. We'll pick up tomorrow." *Walks off* DK: I'm getting use to this fighting stuff. Heck my balance has gotten better too. Diddy: So is mine. YAH!! *Backflip in the air and land on my feet and laughs* DK: *Stomach growling* Man all this training has made me hungry... Diddy: *Stomach growling* Me too. DK: We gotta find something to eat around this place. *Walks off on my knuckles* Diddy: Shouldn't we get Krystal? DK: Nah we can find it ourselves. Diddy: Okay if you say so. *Jumps on DK's back and stay on it while looking around*

>>>>>

Krystal: Back from training already? That was quick. Lucario: "I thought I take it slow since they are still new to martial arts." Fox: Well at least they haven't been taught by me yet. Lucario: "What's your style? Fox: Jeet Kune do. Lucario: "Fascinating" Spyro: Well, I've seen all that I can see. *Yawns and lays down* I'm gonna get some sleep. Slippy: Oh that reminds me, where's everyone else gonna sleep? Fox: We have plenty of guest rooms slippy. Peppy: So where do you all think we should go first? Aku Aku: I would have to use the power of the colored gems to detect the fruit gems, it'll take a while to do so, however. Crash: *Staring at the window* Falco: How long is he planning on staring at the window? Fox: Probably until someone gets his attention. Slippy: Hey crash, wanna play video games with me? Crash: !! *Went over to slippy* Fox: See what I mean?

>>>>>>>

Diddy: Is that the kitchen? DK: I hope so, I'm starving...*opens the door then gasped*

*There is so many delicious foods everywhere as DK walked inside then they both looked into the fridge and jaw-dropped, saw all the amazing food stocked inside, even in the freezer, DK and diddy lick their lips as they both grabbed everything and shove some food into their mouths, they both even opened cabinets and found boxes of snacks and started opening them and eats them fast while swallowing them, even drinking soda and juice from the bottles after opening them*

Krystal: I just realized, where's DK and diddy? Fox: Falco you better go check on them. Falco: Why me? Fox: Because I said so. They're wild animals they don't know anything about technology or how things work out here. Falco: Tch, fine, sure. *Walks off to find them* Jeez, since when did I become a monkey sitter? Next thing ya know donkey kong might accidentally break one of the ship's parts and get sucked into outer space. Might as well get a drink while I'm at it. *Opens the kitchen door* GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

*Half of the cabinets are empty and some of the food in the giant fridge is gone as diddy lays on the floor and DK leans on a wall with a fully round belly*

Who the hell ate all the food?!? - Naruto OST 2 - Fooling Mode

DK: Oooooooo. Ohhhhhhhh.....*Rubbing my belly satisfied* Diddy: I feel so full... DK: You got that right little buddy. <BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!!!!> Whoo. Falco: *Ran inside seeing a mess in the kitchen* We've been ransacked!! What the hell did you guys do with all the food?! DK: *Nervous chuckling and scratch my head* ^^; Diddy: I'm never eating this much food for a LOOOOOONG while! *Hics* Falco: ....Even ate peppy's last stick of butter...man peppy's gonna be furious when he sees this... DK: Well why else would the food be lying around everywhere? Falco: That was meant for everyone you morons!! DK: Oh....sorry falco, we were just hungry. *Stomach growls* Uh oh. <BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!!!!> Whew... Falco: No.. oh no you are NOT going to fart while on this ship! *Ran off back to Krystal* We need to make an emergency stop right NOW! Krystal: What's wrong? Falco: Those apes ate out everything on the ship and next thing you know they'll gas up the inside! Peppy: Oh great. *Facepalm* My stick of butter was in there! Fox: Why do you have a stick of butter? Peppy: Don't ask... Krystal: Falco you do realize we have two bathrooms right? Besides you're exaggerating. Falco: You have not been around those apes back at the forest. I accidentally ran into DK when he was doing his business and their farts will linger for days in this ship! Spyro: Dude dragon farts are worse than apes,, I should know because Nestor cut one while I was behind him and he didn't even notice me cause of how small I am. Sparx: *Buzzes* Spyro: I think it was Gavin's coffee that did it. Krystal: When was this? Fox: Falco found DK's outhouse and I found him passed out after DK came out. It was two days ago since we arrived on the island. Krystal: Oh dear... Peppy: And just where do you suppose we should go anyway? I haven't found a SINGLE planet since we back in space. DK: *Walks back to everyone with diddy* Hey guys, we ate all the food that was in the fridge. Diddy: Yeah we're sorry about that. <PUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!> Eep! O/////O Falco: See what I mean? DK: Diddy what kind of fart was that? Let me show you how it's done. Fox and Falco: DK DON'T!! DK: *Whimpers* I gotta let it out somehow.. Falco: We are in space with windows that can't be open! If you do all of us would.. Krystal: Relax. Peppy, search for the nearest planet. Peppy: Searching now. *Scan the area* Dillon: *Rolls my eyes with exasperation then continues to close my eyes and sleep* Spyro: You too huh Dillon? Dillon: *Shrugs with just my shoulders* Spyro: I feel ya. DK: *Stomach gurgling as I hold it while whimpering* Diddy: Are you okay DK? DK: I really shouldn't have ate too much food... Fox: No, no! Hold it! Hooold it! DK: I'm just as unhappy about this as you are! Fox: I HIGHLY doubt that... Crash: *Laughs* Fox: Crash your not helping! DK: Ohhhh, if only I could just....guuuhh!!

*DK pushed out a rip out a long booming gas that filled the ship inside and clouded everything* <PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!> *Everyone ran around screaming and coughing, except for Dillon and Spyro who had to keep it together*

DK Farted AGAIN?!? - - Naruto OST 2 - Fooling Mode

DK: Ahhhhhhhhh....that's better. ^_^ Falco: Alright that does it! I'm gonna kill him!! *Pulls out my blaster and aim it at DK* Fox: *Slap Falco's blaster out of his hand* Falco don't! You'll kill us all!! Spyro: Hehe. What a bunch of babies, right Dillon? Dillon: *Nods* Spyro: *Noticed crash layin' on the floor* Whoa...crash you okay there buddy? Crash: *Is high on DK's farts as I move my head up and laughed then lay back down* Spyro: I'll take that as a yes and just move on. Peppy: Okay I found one! Landing in now! Everyone hold on going into hyperdrive! *Pushed the lever forward*

*The great fox warped into hyperdrive and vanished, now on planet K25VQ0B, peppy, Dillon, Krystal, and fox are walking around the great fox, airing it out from DK's butt odor stench as they used an ozone spray to destroy the methane odor*

Falco: You really need to learn some self-control ya dumb ape!!! DK: <POOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!> Falco: Guh!! *Hold my beak and fan DK's gas away from me* DK: What's self-control? Falco: Nagh!! *Walks off while rubbing my nose* Spyro: *Pat DK's back* Nice work. *Walks off* Falco: Man, I can already feel my nose burning already... Slippy: *Walking out of the great fox, dizzy from inhaling so much of DK's farts* Ooooo, when did you guys go frawliking in the rainbow? Falco: Frawliking? Slippy you alright? Lucario: "No he isn't. He's still dizzy from the horrible gas cloud we just witnessed" Slippy: No no guys I'm fine, really. Bu-bu-but hey! If you guys see any teeth laying around here, they're mine. *Fell down to the ground and laughs* Peppy: *Continues spraying until I went outside* Wooooo! Okay, so you want the good news or bad news? Falco: Give me the good news first. -_- Peppy: Good news is this planet has food source. Bad news is the ship will be out of order for a while and we ran out of freshener. Falco: Great. That's Juuuust GREAT. DK: I had to fart okay? Besides you really can't expect me to hold my gas in, when nature calls I always answer it. And when I pass gas, I just let it rip. ^_^ Falco: Who do you think has to clean all that up?! DK: Come on falco, things are gonna get better, you just gotta look at the bright side of things. Falco: You know fighting you two at the smash bros tourney was fun and all, because it was a....you know a tournament? But living with you just seems a bit, what's the word, unbearable to say the least. Diddy: At Least you don't have to worry about me. I have self-control. ^^ DK: You're just gonna get stomach pain later. Diddy: Shut it DK! Falco: Okay, tell fox and Krystal I'm gonna go out there and find the food source, cause at least this planet is inhabitable and it has our oxygen level. And since slippy is still dizzy from the smell he's gonna have to stay here. Peppy: You got it falco. Falco: And as for you? *Points at DK* I'm not talking to you for TWO days. *Walks off* Diddy: Well, that was just horrifying. DK: Heh, I still think it was funny. And so did crash. Crash: *Laughs while speaking gibberish* ^_^ Peppy: <BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!> <POOOORRRRRRRTTT!!!!!!> Haaaaaaa, that's so much better. *Sighs* man I thought falco would never leave. DK: *Laughs while hooting* Nice one! XD Peppy: Thanks, big guy. Sorry, you had to deal with that, Falco's different from everybody. Spyro: You continue to impress and surprise me peppy. Peppy: I get that a lot. Aku Aku: Lucario, I might have an idea where we can find the fruit gem. Lucario: "Shall we meditate?" Aku Aku: Of course.

*Aku Aku and Lucario sat down and meditated*

Peppy: Oh and also too, don't mind all the coughing, running, and screaming that was going on in there. In spite of all that, fox and Krystal were secretly smiling, so was slippy before he inhaled some of the stench in him. Slippy: *Sat up fast* I'm an airplane!! WEEEEEEEEE!!! *Lay back down* Peppy: It's been a long time since we ever had a big laugh riot, you two really are something else, I'll tell ya that. Diddy: Coming from you, that makes me feel a lot better when you put it that way. DK: Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to find a spot to lay waste. *Walks away from the ship* Cause man my stomach is killing me. Diddy: Mine too... Peppy: You'll find the bathroom down the hallway where the guest rooms are. Diddy: Thanks peppy. *Walks back inside the ship* Fox: *Walks outside of the ship* Well that was quite an interesting event we all had. Krystal: Was that you being sarcastic or did you really mean that? Fox: Little bit of both. Peppy: Falco said he's going to find the food sources for the ship. Fox: Alright thanks peppy. Let's go get to him. Krystal: Right.

*Fox and Krystal ran forward to find falco*

Peppy: Godspeed ya love birds. I already tell this'll be an exciting adventure.

Eyecatch A/Donkey Kong Z will be right back - Donkey Kong Country OST - Stage Clear

Eyecatch B/Now back to Donkey Kong Z - Donkey Kong Country: Tropical Freeze Soundtrack - World Clear

>>>>Meanwhile at the Shadow Alliance Starship<<<<<

Still in Space - I-Ninja - Mountain Gorge

Ripto: Wow....I've never been to space before. The Sorceress: Isn't it just wonderful? Ripto: Yeah... Gnasty Gnorc: Sounds kinda boring if you ask me. All there is nothing but black and white. Neo Cortex: Yes well don't step out there, you'll get sucked in and killed on the spot. Ripto: Space can do that? Neo Cortex: Yes it can. I should know because I survived it multiple times. Uka Uka: Somehow I find that HARD to believe. Emperor Andross: *Thinks* "Bunch of tourists..." Mewtwo: "Can you all be quiet? I'm trying to concentrate." K Rool: On what exactly? Mewtwo: "Finding the apple gem, there are countless planets in the universe that might have it somewhere and I must focus on finding it." K Rool: Oh okay then. Gnasty Gnorc: *Has a burp coming as I tried to hold as my mouth cheeks gotten bigger then rips out a loud belch* <BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!!!!!!!> Mewtwo: !! "I MUST HAVE SILENCE!!!!" Gnasty Gnorc: *hold my mouth as I look at everyone* Uhhh...excuse me? ^^; Mewtwo: .... "A monster with manners, consider yourself lucky" Gnasty Gnorc: Phew... Mewtwo: *Felt a presence* "I've located the apple gem. It's on n sanity island." Neo Cortex: Ah yes, where that coco girl and traitor crunch are. Krusha: Traitor? Klump: Care to elaborate on that? Neo Cortex: Crunch bandicoot was one of my most perfect creations after crash bandicoot...even though he had a bit of a bad temper and was overconfident, I still treated him a lot better than that doofus failure crash bandicoot. But ever since coco and crash defeated me, they took crunch away from my clutches, now he's on their side since then. Uka Uka: And that's when I decided to chase down this idiot so I could kill him. Neo Cortex: We....don't need to mention that part. -_- Mewtwo: *My eyes glowed as I raise my arm out and opened my hand as my body glows*

*The entire ship glew as it transports itself into n sanity island while it's still flying in the sky*

Mewtwo: We're here. Neo Cortex: Well that was fast. K Rool: We'll see to send one of our dummies to go fetch the apple gem, we can't risk being exposed by those two bandicoots just yet as they might have traps. Neo Cortex: I like the way you think king k rool. Gnasty Gnorc: Well I don't. That's coward talk! I say we go out there and give'em heck! Mewtwo: "I quite agreed with k rool. You don't know what kind of traps they have laid out on the island for us. Neocortex knows this world more than we do. The best thing we can do is observe and wait until the time for action is needed."

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Aku Aku: Good news, me and lucario found out where the first fruit gem is. Lucario: "It's in n sanity island, yet I cannot pinpoint it's location, we'll have to look for it when we get there." Crash: *Scratch my head then raised my finger as I have an idea where* Aku Aku: You do?! Well, let's hurry before the shadow alliance does! Falco: Okay Aku, how do we even know they're not there already? DK: Hey guys, I'm all better now. What's going on? Spyro: Crash knows where the apple fruit gem is. Fox: Really? Diddy: Well great! Let's get going. Falco: Yeah well we can't get inside the ship and take off, on account of donkey kong's butt stank. Aku Aku: I can use the colored gems to teleport us and the ship to n sanity island to- Krystal: Falco you need to stop being so rude to DK! They are just innocent apes that are not used to the things in space. Can't you see that they haven't left their island in years? They still have so much to learn from their travels so I kindly suggest you respect that. Falco: Okay I get it, sorry... Krystal: *Slap Falco's face* Falco: Hey! Krystal: Like you mean it falco! Falco: Alright alright sorry! Krystal: See? *Pat DK's head* He apologized. DK: It's okay. Sorry about the food and stench.. Diddy: Me too. We never had such food before. Aku Aku: Might I jump in and say we have a fruit gem to get to?! We can save this sappy for later. DK: Jump in? But you don't have any legs. Aku Aku: ..... DK: Ohhh right, nevermind. ^^; Crash: *Gathered all the colored gems out of my pocket* Tadaaaaa! Spyro: So how does this work? Aku Aku: Like this.

*Aku Aku's eyes glowed as the gems float, everyone including the ship glow brightly and transported themselves into n sanity island*

N Sanity Island - Crash 4: It's About Time OST - Main Theme (Full Version)

DK: Oh cool! It's just like our island! Diddy: Now this is something I'm familiar with. *Noticed the crab waddling by* Expect for that. Aku Aku: That's a crab. Don't let it pinch you. Crash: *Ran off to find the fruit gem* Spyro: I'm gonna follow him. *Flew off after Crash* Coco: *Walks outside* Oh hey guys. What brings you here? *Working on a gadget not looking up* Diddy: ...Who is that? Aku Aku: That's coco. Crash's sister. Diddy: He has a sister? DK: ...She's pretty hot. Diddy: *Whispers loud and slaps DK's arm* DK! Dillon: *Facepalm* -__- Russ: Wow that was bad... Aku Aku: If I had hands I would facepalm right now... Diddy: Dude you can't even spell radiant. DK: Yes I can! Uh...R.....A.....D- Diddy: There's bound to be a wrong letter somewhere right? DK: ....Z.... Diddy: And you're wrong. DK: Awe man... Coco: Well I'm flattered boys but I'm not the dating type, my love is for machines. Although the little one, I wouldn't mind dating. Diddy: *Blushes and giggles* Thanks but I actually have a girlfriend. Coco: Oh how sweet. So what's going on Aku? Aku Aku: We're on a journey to find the fruity gems as well as the crystal coconut. Coco: Hmm...I never heard any of those things. Mind if I ask what for? Aku Aku: Apparently the fruity gem contains magical powers that can make their crystal coconut stronger, making bigger and better wishes, and if it falls in the wrong hands, the villains will most likely use it to wish us all away so they can finally win. Coco: *Stopped what I was doing and turned to Aku Aku* Surly your kidding. Aku Aku: I'm afraid not. Crunch: Not without a fight their not! *Walks in front of everyone* DK: ...And he is? Aku Aku: Crunch Bandicoot, he's the eldest out of both crash and coco. DK: It's amazing how I don't have any siblings as he does. Diddy: DK we are considered brothers you know-_- DK: We are? Brother! *Hugs Diddy* Falco: How is he the hero? Like seriously.. Russ: Can we focus here? Please? Krystal: Thank you, Russ. Russ: ^_^ Krystal: So coco was it? Coco: Yes. Krystal: We have reason to believe that the shadow alliance is going to storm your island and that also means doctor cortex is with him too. Coco: With who? Fox: King K Rool. Coco: King...kawho? Diddy: It's pronounced krool if you think about it. Fox: In any case, crash and Spyro are looking for the apple fruit gem before the shadow alliance does. Which is what k rool organized as his villain group. Which means that he will send an army to retrieve it even if it means destroying everything in the process to get it. They might have a stealth ship somewhere in the ocean.

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Gnasty Gnorc: How'd they figured us out? King K Rool: Shh!

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Fox: So until things calm down you and crunch are under the star fox protection. So, falco and slippy you take Russ and Dillon on the left side of the island. Peppy and crystal, take the right. DK, diddy and I stay in the center. Falco: Got it fox. Coco: Wait, what's this about protection? Diddy: Don't worry coco, you're in good hands. Coco: Well we can't let you guys have all the fun, we gotta help too, right crunch? Crunch: Right, and just when are they coming exactly? Fox: Right....about.....now.

*Attack Boats filled with kremling soldiers, gnorc and rhynorc soldiers with laser blaster rifles as well as ripto driving the main fleet boat with Crush and Gulp on it*

Ripto: Hahahahahaaaaaa!!! Surf's up loserrrrrs!! Coco: Wow that's a lot of enemies... DK: You ain't kidding...

*Meanwhile with Crash and Spyro*

Into the Jungle - Crash Twinsanity Soundtrack - Cavern Catastrophe

Spyro: So! Where is the apple fruit gem that you said you know where it is?! *Flying after crash as he kept jumping and running all over the jungle* Crash: *Kept running then stopped in front of a tree and kneels down* Spyro: A tree? Crash: *Put my ears against the tree and knocks on the wood several times till I found the hidden passage way* Ha! *Took out the apple fruit gem* Spyro: No freaking way! You actually hid it yourself BEFORE going to DK Isle? Crash: *Nods my head fast* Spyro: Crash, I don't care what anyone else says, you are a genius. Crash: *Bows then looks at the fruit gem for a moment*

Fruit Gem - A Chance To Grab A Star 1 Super Mario Galaxy ... [Music OST][Original Soundtrack]

Crash: Oooooooo. Spyro: Let's head back to the others. Fake Crash: Not so fast! Tiny: Tiny will take your shiny gem! Spyro: So the fake you can talk. How original...not.

Eyecatch A/Donkey Kong Z will be right back - Donkey Kong Country OST - Stage Clear

Eyecatch B/Now back to Donkey Kong Z - Donkey Kong Country: Tropical Freeze Soundtrack - World Clear

Vs. Fake Crash and Tiny Tiger - Crash Bandicoot 2 - Tiny Boss Music

Tiny: Give us fruit gem now! Spyro: Crash take your fake self. Tiger Hogan is mine. Crash: *Put the fruit gem in my pocket then put my fist up ready to fight* Fake Crash: *Evil laugh* You're serious right? I've learned my mistakes and now that I got a second chance I know every move you got! Crash: ? *Turned around and stand on my paws then back kick fake crash to the stomach* Fake Crash: Ooof! *Fell over to the floor* Lucky shot! Tiny: *Growling* Spyro: Make your move pussy cat! Tiny: Tiny will slash you!

*Tiny slash his claws at spyro three times, spyro slides under tiny and breaths fire at his butt*

Tiny: Owwww! Ohhh! *Jumps up from the fire and ran around trying to put it out* Spyro: *Laughs* Gonna have to try harder than that big guy! Tiny: Purple dragon not fair! *Ran towards him again but grabbed a wood to block the flames* Fake Crash: *Jumped back up and spin topped Crash away*

*In slow-motion, crash caught fake crash's arm before his spin top could hit him and started punching him then kick him in the air and flip kick him down to the floor*

Spyro: Okay tiny is way too easy. Crash let's switch. Crash: Waha! *Jumped over to Tiny then got on my hands and tornado spun towards him* Tiny: *Got hit by the tornado spin x20 and fell over* Spyro: Come on faker! Let's do this! Fake Crash: I'm gonna make sure that k rool get's his- Spyro: *Spits out a fireball* Fake Crash: Aoogh! *Fell straight to the floor* Spyro: *Charge at fake crash and ram him into my horns*

*They two fought off Fake Crash and Tiny till they finally retreated*

Spyro: Let's get back to the others quick. *Flew off* Crash: Uh, huh! *Ran off after Spyro*

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*The star fox team fired their blasters at the incoming ships coming toward the island*

Full Scale Invasion - Space Battleground Star Fox Assault Music Extended [Music OST][Original Soundtrack]

DK: Let's power up diddy! Diddy: You got it! Both: *Started hooting while beating their chests fast to generate their chi then transform into their super kong form and flew off* Coco: WHOA!! *Was a bit blown away from the transformation* Crunch: I gotcha! *Grabs coco from falling*

*Super Donkey Kong and Super Diddy flew into the sky and started throwing chi energy projectiles then ripto used his secptor to reflect them into different directions*

Spyro: *Flew in* Ripto! Crash get this gem back on the ship. I gotta help those apes! *Flew off* Lucario: "Spyro don't! If you get hurt you won't be able to return back to us!" Spyro: Don't worry lucario I got this! I was born for this! *Flew off and torched the boats that the gnorcs, kremlings and rhynorcs were on* The Sorceress: *Blasted Spyro out of the sky and laughs* This is amazing! Without those butterflies Spyro is weak! Spyro: *Used my wing shield to block it* Better think again! The Sorceress: Stand still! *Blast my wand at spyro* Spyro: *Dodging fast then ram my horns onto the sorceress's chest* The Sorceress: AGH!! *Fell out of the boat and into the water* Ripto: You can't keep dodging forever spyro! Spyro: Yes I can! Ripto: Oh? Well, try dodging this then!!

*Ripto fired a homing blast "Whoa!" Said spyro as he flew off trying to get away*

Ripto: Yeah you better run coward! Super Diddy: DK, spyro's in trouble! Super DK: What do you mean? Super Diddy: Aku aku said that without butterflies, sparx can't eat anything, he's the reason why he's still standing, he'll vanish forever if you don't help him! Super DK: You're kidding! Super Diddy: I'm gonna save spyro, take care of ripto! Super DK: You got it, little buddy!

*Spyro kept flying as the homing blast came closer to hitting him until Super Diddy stepped in and destroyed it*

Spyro: That was too close. Super Diddy: Next time just listen to aku aku. You're way too vulnerable here. Spyro: Yeah...right... Peppy: There's way too many!! Falco: No excuses gramps! Keep firing! Slippy: *Noticed my blaster is overheated* My weapon's overheated! Krystal: Me too! Super DK: I didn't wanna do this but they left me no choice! BANANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! POWERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! *Started to cupping my hands then moved my hands back as I concentrate my inner energy chi as it is slowly charging, creating an orb of chi energy in my hand, it grows bigger and bigger as I continue concentrating* CANNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!

*Super DK thrust his hands forward and shoot out a golden-yellow stream of a powerful and explosive beam of chi energy, the banana power cannon moved like a laser as it hit all the boats that the gnorcs, kremlings and rhynorcs were on as they all screamed and fell out of the attack boats that were destroyed*

Super DK: *Panting as I stopped firing the banana power cannon* Fox: Way to go DK!! Krystal: Excellent job! Coco: ...He just shot energy out of his hands... Crunch: Now that was awesome. Super DK: Whew...that took a lot of power out of me. But I'm not done here yet. *Glares at ripto* Ripto: AHH!! No no no wait! Can't we just call it a truce?! Super DK: *Moved my arm back as I charged up my right fist* Ripto: G-gulp! Do something! Gulp: *Shakes my head no* Ripto: What do you mean no?! Super DK: ROCKEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!! PUUUUUUUUUNCH!!!!! *Yells as I flew towards the main fleet boat and flew straight into it and out of it* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

*The boat exploded along with crush and gulp as ripto flew out of the ship screaming while being on fire and fell straight into the ocean*

Mewtwo: "Well that full-scale assault was useless. any more bright ideas "your majesty?" King K Rool: Ugh! Must I do EVERYTHING myself?! *Walks over to my jetpack to fly over to the island* Come on cortex, we're going after your bandicoot friend!

*Mewtwo and Lucario locked eyes then Mewtwo flew off after the others*

Lucario: *Felt a sudden chill* " He's gotten stronger but how?" Spyro: Man this stinks! I can't even help! Coco: What if we had butterflies here? Would that help? Spyro: Anything to not make me feel useless. Coco: Be right back. *Grabbed a large net and ran off to find some* Lucario: "Wait, where's Crash?" Crash: *Kept running through the forest back to the ship* WAH! *Jumped back from the blast* Mewtwo: "Hand over the gem fruits at once!" Crash: ?! *Shake my head no then noticed I'm surrounded* Uh oh.... Cortex: Alright Crash. Hand it over now and you won't get hurt. Crash: *Took a step back slowly then had an idea and swallowed the gems whole* K Rool: No you idiot!! Bring him with us! We'll get the gems one way or another! DK: BANANAAAAAAAAA SLAMMAAAAA!!! *Flew down from the air and double punched cortex and k rool aside and stood by crash*

*K Rool flew onto the trees and bounce down to the floor while cortex slides on the ground then quickly got back up*

K Rool: Uggggh! The pain of it ALLL!!! Cortex: Owwwwww!! What is that monkey made out of, metal?!? Mewtwo: "It doesn't matter! I'll just have to force the gem out of his stomach" Lucario: "You will do NO such thing Mewtwo!!" *Stand in front of crash* Mewtwo: "Oh Lucario, what makes you think you can defeat me knowing I've gotten stronger than you? Honestly, this is just getting sad for you." Lucario: "SILENCE!! AURA RAY!!"

*Lucario shoots a superpowered laser out of his finger as Mewtwo vanished*

Lucario: "You coward! I'm not done with you yet!!" *Teleport after Mewtwo* DK: ...Uh crash? What did you do with the fruit gem? Crash: Ahhhhh! *Opens my mouth and tongue and points to my mouth* DK: You swallowed it?! Oooo wow....well, hopefully, the star fox team has laxatives to help you get it out. ^^;

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Spyro: There you are! What happened? DK: They tried to take on Crash but um.. Diddy: He swallowed the gem. Fox: Nothing but a few mixtures would help with that. Falco: How are you so calm about this? Fox: One has to be calm in case of dire situations. K Rool: DONKEY KOOOOOOOOONG!!!!!!

*Everyone turned around quick*

Crash and DK Vs. Neo Cortex and K Rool - Crash Bandicoot 1 - Cortex Boss Music

K Rool: I'm not done with you yet!! Cortex: Neither am I! DK: It's okay guys we got this. Diddy: We'll stay here for backup. Fox: Do what you gotta do DK. DK: Yep.

*Both crash and DK ran towards cortex and k rool as cortex tried to blast crash but kept dodging*

Cortex: Stand still!! Crash: *Continued dodging the ray gun blasts until I spin around cortex then uppercut him to the face*

*DK and K Rool punch each other in fast paced action while dodging each other's attacks until DK dodged then uppercut k rool's stomach*

K Rool: Oooh!! *Hold my stomach* Uuuugh! DK: *Stick my tongue out and made faces at k rool* Nah! Nah! K Rool: Cheap shot you dirty ape!!

*K Rool resumes punching DK but he kept dodging with his arms folded until he dodged right then spin kick k rool in the face*

K Rool: Agh! *Fix my mouth then spits out blood* DK: *Turned around, doing a butt taunt at k rool, shaking my butt at him while mocking him* Haha! Still can't hit me! Hehehe! ^_^ K Rool: Raaaah!!! Ripto, Sorcerer get him! Coco: *Came back with a net full of butterflies* Sparx try these out! Sparx: *Buzzes as I went inside the net and eat all the butterflies* ^^ Ripto: That's enough out of you monkey boy! The Sorceress: We'll just simply turn you into a toad and squash you flat!

*Ripto and Sorceress fired their magic wands but DK transformed into Super Kong Form and the magic vanished before it could hit him*

Super DK: Haha! Nice try! ^_^ The Sorceress: *Shrieks in terror* Ripto: I got to be dreaming!! Super DK: Nah, you're awake. Now it's time to use a new move I invented. *Took out two fingers with my thumb up* Banana power gun!! Bang, bang! *Shot two golden energy orbs out of my fingers*

*Ripto and The Sorceress flew into the sky and landed back onto the spaceship*

Mewtwo: *Noticed ripto and the sorceress flew out of the sky* "We'll continue this later Lucario" *Teleport away* Lucario: *Growls then gasp* "The others!" *Ran off* K Rool: *Nervous chuckling as I stepped away from DK* N-n-now now...let's not make any rash decisions here... It was all in good fun, right? Super DK: Give us back the crystal coconut now!! Mewtwo: "We are on a tight schedule here." *Grabbed K Rool and vanished* Crash: *Rub my tummy as it's upset* Ooo... Neo Cortex: Now I got you! Diddy: *jumps up in the air* Monkey ray!! *Shot a superpowered energy beam out of my finger at neocortex* Neo Cortex: AGH!! *Flew out of my hovercraft from the ray beam* Oh forget this! I'll get you for this crash bandicoot! Just you wait! *jumps back into my hovercraft and drove off* DK: *Revert back to normal* There they go. Diddy: Along with the crystal coconut still... Fox: We'll get it back. Slippy: Yeah, sooner than they think. DK: Ooo! Can we eat now?! *Panting as my mouth is drooling* Falco: Ugh... Krystal: Normally using such power exhaust users. For DK it makes him hungry. Falco: You worry about DK I'm going to get the fruit gem out of Crash. *Walks off* Diddy: Make sure to use plenty of laxatives! Falco: Yeah yeah... Krystal: DK... you're not at all tired? DK: Oh I am tired but I can't really rest without an empty stomach can I? ^^ Krystal: I guess your right. Coco: Thank you all for saving us and our island so much. I guess I should give you all a reward. Fox: Your thanks is more than necessary we don't need any rewa- DK: FOOD!!! Fox: .... DK: What? Fox: Actually you know what yes, we'll definitely take that reward whatever it's worth, AND food. DK: Yay! Cause I'm starving. ^^ Coco: Coming right now! *Ran off*

>>>>>>

Emperor Andross: Well, that was an utter disgrace. The Sorceress: Oh shut up monkey! Emperor Andross: You would be wise to show some respect dinosaur. The Sorceress: Why I never! You should learn some manners! Ripto: And where were you when all the fighting went down anyway?! Emperor Andross: I choose to stay and guard the ship. It's better than embarrassing myself unlike you two were doing. Gnasty Gnorc: Yeah. *Snorks and laughs* Mewtwo: "Regardless of the loses, there is still more fruit gems to collect" Neo Cortex: That ray beam went through my ribs...ow... K Rool: It only bounced to your shoulder, you big baby. Mewtwo: "If you're done acting like children, let us proceed to the next world." K Rool: Best reasonable answer you said all day. Mewtwo: "Tch..."

*The shadow alliance warship flew off into space and warp jumped out of n sanity island*

Find out what happens next - Dragon Ball Z Episode Ending Theme

Narrator: As the villains left the planet with great shame in their defeat, the heroes celebrate their victory once more with "minor" circumstances. As everyone recuperates and regenerates their energy on n sanity island, the journey still continues. Can they make it to the second fruit gem? And will falco managed to get the fruit gem out of crash's insides? Find out on the next episode of Donkey Kong Z!

Next Episode/Last Episode - Dragon Ball Z ost - The Saga Continues

Narrator: Next time on Donkey Kong Z. The heroes now entered into Dillon's world into the wild west, where the grocks are at war with the amiimals and Dillon's friends. K Rool managed to get away with the second fruit gem but dropped the crystal coconut in the process of doing so. But the trouble doesn't end from there, diddy's getting his ass handed to him, literally. It seems as though the kung fu lessons weren't enough, the enemies were anticipating it this time, it was up to fox to get diddy more prepared in battle, the fast way. The quest for the fruit gems continues on this exciting episode of Donkey Kong Z!

ED - Dragon Ball - Makafushigi Adventure (Opening 1 HQ Audio)

#donkey kong

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dr4kenlvr · 3 years

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dating baji keisuke

pairing: baji keisuke x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight bickering but that's normal in relationships no?,

a/n: yes nana is in love with baji <3 read tokyo revengers guys! i went a little crazy but- it's baji so it's okay.

dating baji keisuke has to be one of the most chaotic, fun-filled, and loving experiences on earth

like his relationship with the toman founding members, he views you as his treasure and he would put his life on the line if it meant you would be alive and well

baji seems like the kind of guy who would rather have you far from the gang in order to ensure your protection

he's a bad bitch and the guy can fight thats for sure, but he can't always be near you especially when things get hectic in toman

he'd rather have you at home, and he can visit you whenever

despite that, he would love for you to meet his close friends!

baji believes that getting along with your s/o's friends is a good way to build trust, and to simply spend more time together <3

so you bet he's gonna try to get along with your friends too

if you're a studious person (good job! <3), baji's gonna ask your ass for help because we both know he needs it

whip his ass into shape because he's got a science test coming up LMAO

if you're not so studious (that's okay <3), then cue the half-assed study sessions

he would ask for a break every 10 minutes because 'chemical formulas are making his eyeballs melt'

he's so dramatic i can't

now, considering his violent nature- baji will beat bitches up it's called for, even if someone looks at you weirdly he won't hesitate to call them out

"the fuck you lookin' at turd?!"

"you look like literal dog shit, shut your ass up."

you laughed out loud at his vile words before telling him to quit it and move on

when you two have time off of school, clubs and the gang (LMAO), baji would take you on rides around the city!

spontaneous rides are his fav, he'll text you to get ready to go at 10 PM when he's already outside your house

(will leave in respect if your family won't allow you out so late)

when you two do go, it varies what ya'll do from getting take-out yakisoba to trying to save a cat from a tree

speaking of cats, when you go over to his place (his mother adores you), stray cats are often seen roaming his room

the two of you love to take care of them together; buying them food, rubbing their tummies, and even showering them

baji can't thank you enough for coming over to take care of the cats with him

he seems like the kind of guy who would love going to bed holding you in some way, shape or form

spooning you? yes. spooing him? of course. you lying atop him? go for it. him lying atop of you? more often than you think.

just having you with him through the night makes him feel loved and so warm inside

sometimes a cat will join ya'll and he'll tear up from the cuteness ngl

if you slept over, baji would 100% follow you into the bathroom and while you're brushing your teeth, he'll wrap his arms around your waist and slump his head atop yours

has a cute morning voice, and he's whiny

if you often tie your hair or if it's at a length that can be tied at times, baji'll keep a couple extra bands on his wrist to lend to you whenever you need

likewise, you do the same because his weave breaks all his band elastics tbh

whipping it and shit in every fight

at times when he comes over to your place injured, you scold him, telling him that you don't want to see him like this ever again

he knows he's capable, telling you these scratches and bruises are nothing to him

you two bicker over this quite a lot, it's one of the only thing you two fight over

you know that his affiliation with toman is built from love and trust, not fighting and drugs

it's one of the many reasons why you haven't tried to get him out of it

he loves his friends so much, but he also loves you

baji doesn't want to argue with you any longer, so he does this thing where he holds your hand, rubbing his rough fingers across your palm before mumbling a soft "m'sorry."

you forgive him, only because you know he's sincere with his words despite getting in fights all over again

you love him, what can you say?

#baji #baji keisuke #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff #baji fluff #baji keisuke fluff #baji x reader #baji x reader fluff #baji keisuke x reader #baji keisuke x reader fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x reader fluff #baji headcanons #baji keisuke headcanons #ILHSM #<333

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chocominnie · 3 years

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Redemption 02 — JJK. (M)

→: This is book two to my story Desperado. Read that one before continuing on to read this one.

→ pairing: Mafia!Jungkook x reader

→ genre: Angst, smut , a bit of fluff

→ Word count: 4.3k

→ summary: It’s been 4 years since everything that happened. If he could re-do everything he would, but cannot. With Won-Shik dead, and everyone’s back’s turned against him.. what can he do? You took a toll on him to the point where it’s hard to function without you and everyone’s concerned. Another gang has entered their teritory and is giving them a run for their money. The heir to the mafia thrown is now in charge with everyone waiting for his first big move. Yet, how can someone so broken inside take care of business though?

Warnings : This honestly isn’t for the light hearted and the weak. Drug dependency, drug mentions, high angst, mental illness, depression, anxiety, assault, gore, guns, usage of weapons, daddy kink, bigdick!jk, hair pulling, soft sex, rough sex, squirting, mouth fucking, overstimulation, consensual drunk/tipsy sex, protected & unprotected sex. I may be forgetting some so sorry in advance!

Copyright: please do NOT repost, translate, or modify my works in any way, shape or form, on any platform. If found doing so , it is considered as plagiarism and appropriate LEGAL action will be taken.

Warning: mentions of the word slut.

Seeing Jungkook lastnight made you want to completely kill him and blow this whole mission off the wrong way. Yeah it was you, and you’re not as dead as they all think you are. It was a last minute plan for Casper. You were on the verge of death and this mafia already had failed you enough. What they don’t know is that you were transferred to a more private hospital per the request of Casper. In that private hospital room you lay in your private suite, unconcious for quite some time.

Casper watched over you. He prayed over you along with your parents, even though none of you are religious. Your parents had kept reassuring Eunji and Casper that it was not their fault. Won-Shik is the menace that took your life and is not paying the consequences as he is dead. How fucking unfortunate right? When you did get better, after about a month in there, you were released.

You no longer attended private school and was put into online schooling. Your mother had 24 hour surveillance on you, multiple cameras throughout the house. Your therapist was paid for by Casper and he made sure to get the best american one he could find back in Canada. He gave you permission to use as many sessions you want for the rest of your life. Although, your feelings were still hurt by Casper betraying you, he did save you so you took that opportunity.

Soon enough graduation did come and you wouldn’t be graduating in Seoul. Instead, you graduated in Canada. For mental health reasons you took a year off to regain yourself and find out who you are. Got a good tutoring job for elementary children, and even got your own car. You still were going to your therapy sessions as well and it made big improvements on the PTSD. Things were going very smooth and soon enough you were accepted into New York University majoring in Pyschology for your bachelors and minoring in music. Life for once felt amazing. You felt yourself, and things started to feel normal again.

That was until you seen her. Crystal. Downtown in Manhattan dragging Namjoon right behind her who held all of their shopping bags. The weather was cold, hitting thirty degrees outside and they had on matching couple sweaters, jeans, winter coat, and shoes. Namjoon even had a little beanie hat on which did make you laugh to yourself for a second.Part of you hated them, but majority of you knew that those two meant no harm. Especially Crystal. Seeing them from across the street at a seemingly good distance made those flashbacks occur. It had only been two and a half years since everything had happened.

It got you wondering that if Jungkook was still alive, hell, was Bangtan even still a thing? You didn’t know what their mafia group name was until you had went home from that private hospital and realized that you had a necklace on that wasn’t yours. Looking in your bathroom mirror you felt a sudden wave of anger and nausea at the sight of the necklace. Jungkook did it and your mind, body and soul hated everything to do with that man. Sick to the stomach is even what his name makes you feel. Thats when you realized that the necklace meant. He had marked you as Bangtan property, and that’s what pissed you off the most.

That very same night, after you had settled into your new room at the new house, you played with the necklace in your hands while sitting at your piano. You didn’t even like Piano anymore. Jungkook ruined that. Pianos made you remember how he nearly fucked you against yours back in Seoul. Anything that reminded you of him you hate, and unfortunately your passion for Piano was gone. So was that virginity of yours that was taken by an untrusted boy whom you’ve never should of trusted from in the beginning. Yet you ignored all the red flags that was given. Nobody to blame but yourself as well as him too.

You had placed the necklace in a black box along with the hoodie that you never gave back to him. It still smelled like him because you didn’t wash it when you had gotten home that one night since it was a quick car ride home and into the shower you went. You never had the chance to put it on again before your death happened. Neverthless you shoved the box in back of your closet and decided to forget about it.

Which never happened because when you went to NYU, that box was packed along with you by accident and you can only blame your mother who had probably thought the box had a different meaning. Even then the strength to throw the box out wasn’t in you. Something was holding you back from doing it so you repeated the same thing again by shoving it in the back of your apartment to forget about it.

How did you make it back to Seoul? The place you’d never thought you would see again right? Well, there’s an exchange program you’re taking for your minor in music. You’re attending Seoul National University for one semester and then you graduate. To be completely real, you only applied to the exchange program because in some fucked up way in your mind, it’s time to get back at Jungkook.

You don’t want to be in hiding anymore. The constant thoughts of breaking your fake death was always there. The funeral was fake, your parents planned it all. That body in that casket looked way too real from the pictures you’d seen. You’re sure it fucked with everyone’s minds, especially Jungkook who wasn’t invited.

You want him to know that you’re alive and doing well, something you know for sure will fuck him up very good. He doesn’t deserve to move on, or be happy at all. He ruined your life and took advantage of you and your feelings for him all to complete that fucked up mission of his. Well guess what?

Now you have a mission to complete, and you wont stop until you’re even.

“ Yn?”

You slowly lift your head up from the table that has books and papers shoved everywhere. It’s been 14 hours since you went to that club, and the library is the last place you want to be at. Considering you have a class and test to study for in about an hour, its you’re only choice.

“ Let me sleep in peace.” You groan, putting your head back down. A small chucke comes from across the table and then a cold item touches your hand that makes you jolt back up. A venti iced coffee, two pumps vanilla, one pump mocha, topped of with sweet cream. Just the way you like it.

“ Here..” He nods towards the drink, “ You need to keep yourself awake for the test. I got your favorite anyways.” The boy takes a seat across from you, waiting for you to take a sip.

The flavor rushes through your body like euphoric high. It’s been quite some time since you’ve had the drink. Settling in your new apartment for the semester here has taken up majority of your time. It’s been long nights of food delivery and trips down to the mini market.

Throwing your head back after another sip you groan out, “ God I don’t know how to repay you this tastes so fucking good.”

“ Well, my love, we do have about..” The boy smirks before looking down at his watch. You know what this meant. A quickie before class. You can’t lie to yourself that you don’t want to because you do. It’s been two weeks.

Two weeks since that man had you moaning and screaming at the top of your lungs. He’s honestly the best you’ve ever had ever since you left the states. With the stress of college and everything else, he somehow became your perfect stress reliever.

“ Classroom 24?” You ask. Within seconds, you two are scrambling to back your belongings up. While doing so you keep glancing at him and his perfectly messy hair that compliments his sharp jawline and semi-full lips. The way he bites his lip with a small smile of excitement when passing papers to you makes you even more excited of how that smile will soon turn into him moaning your name.

Slinging your backpack over your shoulder, you grab his hand in which he holds on to tightly before you two begin speed-walking towards the exit. He can’t stop himself from giggling at your quickness and soon you’re giggling along with him smiling like an idiot down the hallway.

He brings the two of your interwined hands up to his lips to plant a small kiss on them. “ You’re so cute you know that?” You nearly stop in your tracks. He’s never said that to you before. Granted he’s called you sexy, hot, everything he wants in a girl, but cute wasn’t on the list. To you, cute is a loving word that goes with the words I love you.

You decide to say nothing simply because of not knowing what to reply back. A thank you would sound great, but then what else would lead after that? You want to avoid the whole feelings thing. The two of you agreed it would be no strings attached but recently he’s been more affectionate and not your average sex god fuckboy.

Maybe you’re just overthinking everything. It’s just a compliment. Room 24 is the classroom he found out about amongst his friend. The four of you, including Sejun, had went out for drinks and the topic of haunted places came up. His friend said room 24 in SNU is vacant because one of the teachers had a freak accident where the big lights on the ceiling collapsed on him while grading assignments. It was a concussion that sent him to the hospital but the swelling ended up being way too bad in the brain. He passed away and unfortunately it’s said that his soul still wonders inside the classroom sometimes.

It became a fuck room for you two because its vacant and nobody dares to go in there. People know about it yes, but stay away due to that story. It’s better than an empty classroom that’s actually being used and someone could walk in any minute.

It takes no time for him to close the door behind you two and lock it. That familiar flutter in your stomach makes you smile, gesturing for him to come here as you sit ontop of the empty teacher’s desk. You take the time again to admire him. Six feet tall with a great amount of muscles that could crush you but wouldn’t dare to do so. His freshly pierced septum piercing that you went with him to go get looks great on him. It compliments his nose, that he did tell you he had work done a while ago but whoever did it needs a million dollar raise because it looks too perfect. Those lips you’re dying to just kiss over and over again.. he’s so handsome.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?” He smirks, coming inbetween your bare legs to caress them. You grab his right hand and trail it along your throbbing, wet pussy.

There’s a look of shock on his face when he realizes you’re not wearing any panties under your biege, short skirt. “ No panties babe? You must’ve been craving me recently.” He plants a small kiss on your lips, snickering when you pull him back down for more.

You want nothing more than for his dick to be buried inside you right now. The teasing can wait for another time. “ Don’t tease, just fuck me.” You reply inbetween the kiss as you unbutton your skirt.

He takes no time to yank it off of you along with your shirt going overtop of your head and onto the floor. His hands trail down your body, warm to the touch, stopping at your ass just before giving it a smack. “ That’s for wearing no panties.”

You smirk, “ And I’d do it again.”

“ I’m sure you will little slut.” He moves on from your lips to your neck, sucking on it with passion. Your sweet spot that sends you into a string of moans with each suck.

Laying you down on the desk, he pulls down his jeans along with his boxers, allowing his hard cock to spring out. Giving it a few jerks, he smiles at you when you start to whine a him for taking too long. Teasing you is his favorite thing to do, but keeping you waiting tops it all off. He loves when you’re desperate and whiny for him.

“ Condom?” He asks, glancing at his jeans and then back at you. At this point you don’t care how you get fucked, you just want to be filled right fucking now. “Fuck the condom just put it in.” You whine, pouting your lips at him.

That’s what he wanted to hear from you. His dick grinds against your folds to collect your juices, rubbing your clit in the process. You moan out his name with shivers going down your spine and butterflies in your stomach. Finally he pushes the tip inside, causing you to arch at the slight push feeling where he enters inside of you.

“ Please.. pretty please.”

“ Moan my name for me angel”, he slowly takes his tip and pushes it in, moaning your name in complete euphoria. “ You feel so fucking good.” With each slow thrust you bite your lip to keep from being too loud. The place is vacant but the hallways aren’t.

" Louder for me baby, let everyone hear you." he leans down to you, planting another passionate kiss. Sliding you closer, his finger draws circles on your bud while he penetrates you harder. You gasp at the sudden hard thrusts that press against your g-spot, which only makes him go faster with his deep penetrations. With his hands on each side of your waist, you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him in closer as you stare deep in his eyes.

Little do you know whenever you do look at him like that, he gets butterflies too. You’re perfect to him. Every look you give, glance you take at him whenever he sees you under him and even without the sex, you’re perfect. His hips start to pick up to a constant pace and tears run down as you moan his name, begging him not to stop. He wasn’t going to stop, not until you came all over him first. Hes grunts and curses your name all the while holding back the urge to pound you so hard that the table breaks.

"Fuck. You feel so fucking good angel." He looks back down at you to kiss you once more. His tongue slips in to widen the kiss, hands going up to your hair and slipping in softly to hold you.

"I'm close!" You cry out, wrapping your arms around him with your legs going up in the air. “ Then cum for me pretty.” He says, voice sweet as ever as he watches the way your eyes roll back and mouth open. Closing his eyes, he takes in the feeling of you around him. It feels so good to please you raw, but the consequences if he doesn’t pull out soon may not be good later on.

However his hips involuntarily jerk and his eyes shoot open when that familiar feeling hits in the pit of his stomach. With a loud moan escaping from his hips, he winces when his hot cum empties inside of you.

That wasn’t supposed to happen.

A few more body convulses and he pulls out of you slowly, watching the cum drip out of you and onto the table. “ Did... did you cum?”

You did right when he emptied inside of you. “ Yeah, you didn’t feel me around you?” You sit up from the desk and point to your bag. He knows the drill. Water wipes are in the front of your backpack.

“ I guess you felt so good around me that I zoned out. I didn’t pull out in time im so sorr-”

“ No worries. I’m on the pill.”

Relief sends through his body after handing you the wipes. Birth control for you has been a thing ever since you lost your virginity. Plan B pills are expensive and birth control is free.

The two of you clean yourself up and within no time your alarm goes off for your next class. Grabbing his things, he gives you a quick kiss on the forehead and then your lips and turns to head towards the door. “ I’ll see you on the weekend yeah?”

“ Yeah.” You say, grabbing your backpack. Next to it is his keys and school id card. Typical of him to forget things only to freak out later about where he put it.

Grabbing it, you yell out, “ Zico! Your I.D.”

Even though he was nervous about sculpting you, feeling the anxiety surrounding the thought of you relieved him in some type of way. 14 hours ago, he thinks he’s seen you so he immediately went home and started sculpting the face he saw. It was you, but he doesn’t know that. The voice matched yours way too much but he couldn’t get himself to ask what your name could’ve been. If it was you, and you’ve been alive all along, the amount of pain yet happiness he would go through himself would be worse than this never ending grieving now.

If it is you, then you look completely different to him. You cut your hair to a reasonable length and dyed it a honey brown color. You’ve lost weight but also gained it more in your breasts and ass. He remembers your nose shape and it definately doesn’t look the same so it can be assumed you had work done. It also looks like you did botox on your face, and your jawline is more prominent.

You look different but sort of the same to him. It was dark but light enough to see your face being highlighted a bit when you walked away. Nevertheless he knew that voice all to well but couldn’t process if he was hallucinating or not.

Definately not.

Taking a hit from his cart, he inhales slowly and exhales smoothly then get’s back to the finishing touches of the face sculpture of you. It looks exactly like the way you looked hours ago. To prove himself, the picture of you from four years ago is right next to the sculpture. It’s could possibly be you.

“ Kookie!”

The voice startles him as he scrambles to hide his weed from her. Casper was supposed to be taking her to pre-school hours ago. He mentally notes to bug him about it later tonight via text. The last thing he wants her to see is her big brother doing drugs. She’ll never get to know that or the mafia.

Her little feet patter against the floor with giggles and her arms out. Jungkook could never get tired of this, the way she greets him when she comes home. Scooping her up in his arms, he hugs her tightly rocking her back and forth.

“ What’re you doing home early?” He says, letting go of her and kissing her forehead. “ Mommy picked me up because I had a doctors appointment. I got a shot. Look it!” She points to her right arm proudly as if she won a medal.

Jungkook fake gasps, “Did it hurt? Or were you brave enough this time?”

“ I was brave just like you said.”

“ Because what did I teach you?” Jungkook snickers, awaiting her response.

She rolls her head with her finger waving side to side,“ Oppa didn’t raise no bitc-”

“ Jeon Jungkook!” Her voice booms from the kitchen. In no doubt Jungkook would get scolded later from Eunji at the dinner table. It’s worth it to hear his younger sister say it though. “ Since you were brave we can go get a treat.”

Of course she chooses her favorite ice cream place. Eunji takes her there on Fridays if she has atleast four good days at the pre-school out of the week. Last week didn’t go so well so she didn’t get the ice cream. As her brother, its his duty to go against his mother’s choice to give his baby sister the world. She’s spoiled rotten by him and Nari knows she can have her way with him.

It doesn’t take long of a car ride to the ice cream shop. Nari sang Red Velvet’s Psycho all the way there and Jungkook could care less about any girl group whatsoever. The way Nari sang at the top of her lungs in the worst 4 year old way possible definately was going to bring him to a headache if he didn’t drive fast enough there.

“ Let’s go! Lets go! Lets get it!” Nari raises her arms up. “ Let’s get it!” Jungkook says, picking her up, closing the car door behind him. She got the saying from him, adorable. “ I want all the sprinkles! All of them!” She squeals.

The workers greet him and Nari, cooing over the fact that she’s adorable and offering her free toppings.They know her as a regular. Scanning the shop, he sees where the ice cream machines are. They’re colorful and suits the vibe of the store. It smells of fresh baked cookies and all the other sweet scents mixing in from the topping bar. Pink and white is the color scheme of the place. Everything matches and goes well together.

Until someone by the strawberry ice cream machine catches his eye. That honey brown hair sways back and forth when she moves on to the topping bar. She’s dressed in a beige skirt, black sweater tucked in, and knee high black boots. The hair sticks out the most as it was the same color he saw 15 hours ago. Is it you?

“ Sprinkles! I want sprinkles!” Little fists pound on his thigh, breaking him out of his trance. He doesn’t have time to please Nari while trying to keep an eye out for the girl. “ I know baby. You want all the sprinkles. I hear you.” Jungkook quickly glances down at her.

You’re still at the topping bar, trying to choose between crushed grahm crackers or granola. You don’t notice him until..

“ Jungkook do you want us to put it on Eunji’s tab?”

That’s when you stop mid granola and freeze up. No way. No fucking way. You can’t believe it. You don’t dare to turn around. You’re way too nervous to turn around. It was dark the last time you seen him and you’re sure he hadn’t seen your face. He can’t know it’s you. Not right now. Not right yet. This isn’t a great time.

Jungkook notices your actions when you freeze up. That confirms it for him. It’s you. Its fucking you and he can’t believe his eyes. You’re right here infront of him.. alive. Alive and well. Alive and breathing. Alive. Fucking alive.

“ Yn.”

No.

The footsteps come closer so you quickly dump the small spoon of granola onto your ice cream. The air is thick as ever as if the world just stopped around you. Turning on your heal at a certain angle to where you cant be fully seen, you make your way towards the register. The workers greet you but you’re too busy rummaging through your purse to pull out your school I.D and meal card quickly.

“ Yn..” His voice is more prominent now. You curse yourself for the cards being at the bottom of your bag. “ Put hers on our tab.” He says, glancing at the back of you.

“ Sprinkles!” Nari screams, jumping up and down. She’s on the verge of a meltdown and right now could be the worst time possible. He focuses his attention back to you who’s simply on the way out the door as fast as you can.

Grabbing Nari, he dumps an insane amount of sprinkles on the ice cream and thanks the workers on the way out. By this time you were already walking to your car trying to escape and avoid any conversation with him.

He yells out, voice cracking. “ Yn.. please speak to me. Atleast look at me so I know it’s really you.” Watching you leave is the hardest thing, especially after knowing you’ve been alive all these years. It feels like you’re leaving him yet again.

Locking the doors to your car, he stands outside of the driver side holding the kid. That’s what breaks you. A kid in his arms means he moved on right? He’s happy and has a kid now. She’s little so she has to be freshly after you moved from Seoul back to Canada back then. So you dying meant nothing to him.

Nothing to him.

Fuck that.

You turn your head to look outside the window and there he is, rocking the crying kid with tears in his eyes. You feel no sympathy for his crocodile tears. So with that you make sure he gets a long look at your face before starting up your car and driving off towards the main street.

You’re alive, and that broke him hard.

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A Pretty Good Bad Idea - Owen Joyner x Reader

JATP masterlist

Warnings: swearing, peer pressure kinda, very mild n fluffy

Words: 1865

Summary: Touring with the Julie and The Phantoms cast as a dancer has been the best time of your life, and the only thing that could make it better is the reciprocated affections of a cute, blond drummer.

A/N: So this piece is 1) inspired by this interview and 2) entirely self indulgent. It’s something I haven’t been able to get out of my mind every time I’m doing warm ups, and putting it down on ,, digital paper is my only way to get rid of it lmao. I hope y’all enjoy bc I know this scenario makes me really happy and I love sharing my joy with y’all.

I let out an involuntary whine when I roll forward into my almost-center splits. My hips are so sore from yesterday’s performance I had to force myself to start stretching in the first place. Getting a head start, I arrived at the concert venue an hour earlier than call time to get my lengthy stretching routine out of the way before the other girls show up. Slowly but surely, the rest of the dancers arrived and we began getting ready together.

“I have a speaker!” Tori announces to the room upon entering which makes me jump up from my seat.

“Yes! May I do the honors and bless y’all with my musical theatre playlist?” The rest of the group cheers, exposing themselves for the theatre kids that we are. After hearing the chime that signifies the speaker-phone pairing, a few seconds pass before “Cell Block Tango” begins to play. The entire group feigns outrage but we know all the words and soon indulge in such shameful pandering. A good pre-show playlist is what really gets me amped up for performing and after yesterday’s queue of ‘today’s hits’ pop, the musical theatre is a nice change of pace.

Since I’d gotten here so early, I decided to do my makeup before stretching and I still had time to spare. The only thing left for me to do was to get in costume but I’d wait until a little closer to showtime so that I could still eat and drink for the time being. This also meant I was free to roam and bother other people as they got ready, doing what I’d done almost an hour ago.

“So, Y/n?”

“Hm?”

“What’s going on with you and Owen?” I feel my breathing halt for a microsecond before looking up at, one of the other dancers and also my friend, Ella. My eyebrows are cinched in confusion as I try my best to figure out what it is she’s getting at.

“I don’t know, Ella. What is going on with me and Owen?”

“Oh come on. Your Instagram story from yesterday?” Oh. That.

“We just went to lunch?” I seemingly ask more than state.

“Yeah. Just the two of you. Don’t hold out on us, we wanna know what’s going on!”

“Really, Ella, there’s nothing going on. We’re just getting to know each other better.”

“Just getting to know each other better? Or getting to know each other better?” Tori butts in, dusting her cheeks with a subtle highlight.

“The first one?”

“How many times have you hung out?”

“Just the once.”

“Are you planning another date?”

“It wasn’t a date-”

“Do you want us to help wingman you?”

“I really don’t-”

“Hey.” The rapid-fire of questions cease when the gang of us look up to see Owen himself standing in the doorway.

“Speak of the devil,” Tori snickers as the rest of the girls slowly disperse and smugly resume doing their makeup. Owen makes a face in reaction to her comment but chooses not to pry.

“Could I borrow some hairspray? This one piece of hair won’t stay.” Despite each of the girls having a full can of hairspray on hand, nobody makes a move to give him the product, indicating that I should be the one to help him out. Rolling my eyes at the look Ella is giving me through the mirror, I stand from my chair and hand Owen the can of hairspray. He then looks straight ahead and moves to use the product but I stop him before he can.

“What’s your plan?”

“What?”

“Are you just gonna spray the piece?”

“...yeah?”

“That’s not gonna work since the rest of your hair already has product in it. Can I help you?” Owen nods amiably and takes a seat after I gesture for him to sit in my chair. I then realize my mistake as I need the comb on the grey countertop, and have to consequently reach past Owen in a way that wouldn’t be so compromising had I not worn such a low-cut top. Thankfully it’s over as fast as it began, and walking to the sink in the corner of the dressing room, I run the cool water over the bristles. It isn’t until I turn off the tap that I notice how eerily quiet the room had gotten. None of the girls are talking, attentively studying my every move as I cross back to Owen.

“Is this Chicago?”

“Uh, yeah, We’re listening to my musical theatre playlist though, not the whole soundtrack,” I respond in spite of the nervous laugh that falls from my lips. The slight slouch in Owen’s posture doesn’t help me to see what I’m doing clearly enough. Using my index finger and an upturned palm, I tilt his chin up to get a better look at his hair, willfully ignoring the fact that he’s staring at me right now.

Still, silence fills the room as I take the wet comb through the front section of his hair where the stubborn strand won’t stay put. Once the water binds the pieces together, I grab my can of hairspray and struggle to uncap it. The outside is slick from god knows what, but thankfully Owen doesn’t let me struggle anymore and holds up his hands to wordlessly offer his help. I hand him the can, and he pops the top off after barely struggling. Handing the can back to me, he holds onto the lid, and the entire exchange remains completely silent.

I have to work quickly in my next step, but it’s not enough to distract from the fact that everyone in the room is watching me intently. Holding the aerosol can away from the crowd of people, I put some of the product on the comb and quickly work it into Owen’s hair while it’s still wet. Once the comb has formed his hair to my liking, I stop brushing it through in fear of the now dry hairspray ruining the shape. Then, I use my left hand to shield Owen’s eyes from getting any product in them before spraying the offending area to seal in my hard work.

The sound of a cell door sliding closed signifies the end of the song, and I wait for a second, eagerly anticipating the next song to play. Upon hearing the staccato piano notes of “Bad Idea” from Waitress, a smile appears on my face.

“I love this song.” Lunging back on my right leg, I create a little distance between us to make sure I didn’t completely butcher the rest of his hair, singing as I do.

“It’s a bad idea, me and you.”

“I know, I totally agree.” Pleasantly surprised by his joining in, my smile grows bigger.

“It’s a bad idea, me and you.”

“I’ve never known anything so true-”

“It’s a terrible idea, me and you.” The effortlessness that the two of us find in harmonizing is a genuine shock and an absolute thrill all at once. Once Owen sees how excited I am by his joining in me, it’s like a switch had been flipped; the two of us immediately slip into Actor Mode and begin to sing the song as if we were performing it on a Broadway stage.

“You have a wife.” I take a small step back out of the character’s hesitation.

“You have a husband.” Owen mirrors my action.

“You’re my doctor-” I cross my arms across my chest, but release my right hand to gesture to Owen standing in front of me.

“You’ve got a baby coming-” He uses both hands to gesture back to me in my ‘pregnant’ state.

“It’s a bad idea, me and you,” the two of us turn slightly away from facing one another in false bashfulness. When the music picks up, the two of us avidly step toward one another to come together. In perfect synchronization, I grab Owen’s forearms and his hands face upwards to hold onto my elbows.

“Let’s just keep kissing ‘til we come to.”

“Heart, stop racing, let’s face it-” Owen pivots his step out to the side to face forward, extending his right arm which cues me to turn into him and take his other hand to spin out.

“Making mistakes like this will make worse what is already pretty bad.” Then he extends his right arm forward, and I turn into him once again.

“Mind, stop running. It’s time we just let this thing go.” Instead of spinning out again, I stop in front of him where he wraps both of his arms around me.

“It was a pretty good bad idea,” in our harmony I cast my gaze upward to see Owen staring right back down at me, and I feel like I’m seeing stars, “Wasn’t it though?”

The two of us continue dancing and singing with one another as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist. It’s only the two of us, here and now. The other girls in the room don’t miss the way I seem to smile like never before, and I sure as hell don’t miss the way my stomach fills with butterflies. When he holds me so close and dear for each intimate moment of the song, I’m seeing stars. A bold happiness consumes me, the same happiness I felt when Owen and I laughed over lunch in that small pizzeria.

The final harmony draws the song to a close and when it finishes, the two of us fall into a breathless kind of laughter.

“I didn’t take a big enough breath for that last part.”

“Me neither.”

“Your hair stayed intact.”

“I must have a pretty good stylist.”

After recovering from our laughter the two of us wind up in a palpable stupor as we stare into one another’s eyes. A few blinks and my trance is broken, I become aware of our surroundings.

“I should get dressed soon, and you definitely need to get dressed.” Owen nods still somewhat breathless.

“Yeah. See you later for pulse?”

“Save me a spot,” I joke as he backs out of the threshold of our dressing room. Leaning against the doorframe I watch him disappear into his assigned dressing room with a small smile still lingering on my features.

“Just getting to know each other my ass!”

“What the heck was that?”

“Are you sure you don’t want us to wingman you?”

“Do you even need a wingman after something like that?”

Turning on my heel, I face the bunch of insatiable dancers and shake my head in disbelief.

“We were just acting, you guys.”

“Liar.”

“Excuse me?”

“Maybe you were acting, but he sure as hell wasn’t. Did you see the way he was looking at you? He is totally in love with you.” Ella shakes me by my shoulders.

“He’s just a really good performer is all.”

“When is your next date?” she completely ignores me.

“Okay-”

“Oh, and I want to be the maid of honor at your wedding-”

“It was just a song, Ella.”

“-Oh my god you guys are gonna have the cutest kids! I mean, your hair with his eyes and cheekbones? Ahh! The cutest.”

***

A/n: the way that being on tour isn’t the most unrealistic part of this fic, but instead Owen actually knowing the lyrics is? Work diva.

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variousqueerthings · 3 years

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Daniel LaRusso: A Queer Feminine Fairytale Analysis Part Two of Three

Part 1

Part 3

6. Sexual Awakenings part 1: Love, Obsession, & Size Differences

[Insert that post talking about the creators making sure that Daniel’s antagonists were much bigger than him so that the audience would sympathise, spawning 10000 size kink fics]

I’m sure this won’t awaken anything in Daniel

Corporate wants you to find the difference between these two pictures

The hallmark of feminine fairytales tends to be growing into womanhood, with all those symbolic sexual under/overtones, searching for a prince, encountering monsters (or evil stepmothers), on the surface tending to be quite passive/reactive, but actually being about young girls and women getting out of their environment and choosing to tussle with those deep, dark desires – monsters. They’ve got to function within the limitations of power that they have – escaping an abusive situation through marriage, chasing forbidden desires under the guise of duress, asking questions about sexuality through things like symbolic plucking (flowers) or consumption (fruit) or pricking (needles), etc.

Daniel isn’t striking out to find his fortune or win a girl or a kingdom Like A Man, he’s not a threat to Silver, who – like Jareth in Labyrinth – is in control for almost the whole of the narrative, he’s not actually able to do much more than react until he makes the decision to stop training, and even then he’s immediately ganged up on and assaulted, needing to be saved by Miyagi while he stands and watches, bloodied and bruised.

Daniel’s journey in the third movie is to be forced into an impossible situation, seduced by Silver, and then prove that whatever violence Silver did to him isn’t enough to destroy him. It is incredibly similar to Sarah’s in Labyrinth, who by the end declares: “you have no power over me,” and that’s her winning moment. Not strength, not wits, not a direct fight, (although Daniel does fight Barnes and gets beat up again – only winning in in the end by taking him by surprise, unlike in TKK1 or TKK2 where you could argue that he proves himself to be a capable physical opponent to Johnny and Chozen), but by declaring that whatever power was held over her is now void.

Daniel’s narrative isn’t satisfying in the same way, because the dynamic of Silver and Daniel only accidentally emulates this - it’s not an intention on the side of the film-makers.

When Miyagi tells Daniel that he has strong roots, when he tells him not to lose to fear and Daniel wins over Barnes (in an almost fairytale-esque set of events), on paper he’s defeated whatever hold Terry Silver has over him. In the film itself though, Daniel never defeats Silver (which will likely be confirmed once he returns in Season Four). Daniel cannot simply say “you have no power over me,” and see Silver shattered into glass shards.

The film is a contradiction: It wants to be a masculine sports film, but it exists in the same realm as Goblin Kings seducing young girls with the promise of: “Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave.” Unlike Sarah, Daniel doesn’t claim the power that’s been promised to him on his own terms. His subtextually sexual awakening is so corrupted that all he can do is pretend it never happened.

Still, Daniel proves in the film that his strength is not in his fists. It’s in his praying to the bonsai tree that’s healed despite a violent boy brutally tearing it in two.

These looks on Daniel and Silver though?

So why does Silver become obsessed with him? What’s up with all those red outfits (that he doesn’t wear in Cobra Kai)? What does the temptation reveal about Daniel? How does it recontextualise TKK1 and TKK2? Is Daniel bisexual? (yes).

Ah, beach-Daniel, in your red hoodie and your cut-off jorts. Iconic hot-girl summer vibes.

If you didn’t want me over-analysing this, you shouldn’t have put him in so many red outfits and then have this man leering at him like he wants to eat him alive.

Surface-level it’s not hard to read into a Dude Story: Masculine power fantasies are about strength in a very direct way. Fighting, control, suaveness – and if you’re not the most traditionally masculine of guys, asserting dominance through being a good lover or intelligent or overcoming that unmanliness in some way through beating the bully or convincing the hot girl to go out with you, levelling up in coolness. Being A Man. It’s not too dissimilar from Daniel’s arc in the first movie, if you watch it without taking later events into account, although Daniel is never interested in proving himself as a man, and more in making Miyagi proud. Still, he does win and gain respect, and arguably “get the girl,” although Ali’s interest in him was never dependent on the fight.

7. Sexual Awakenings Part 2: Sexual Assault, Liberation, and Queerness

Feminine power fantasies are often about sex. Metaphorically. More accurately it’s “owning sexuality.” Even more accurately: “Freedom.” They also inhabit a fluid space in which empowerment through monstrous desires and non-consent can happen at the same time. And on top of that, many of these “fantasies” are actually being written by men, so whose fantasy is it really? A lot of them are based in oral traditions so presumably they were originally from the mouths of women, even if modern iterations (starting with Grimm’s collections) are filtered through cis men’s perspectives.

All of that being acknowledged: In Angela Carter’s “The Company Of Wolves,” Red Riding Hood unambiguously sleeps with the wolf. Belle discovers her freedom from expectations and unsuitable suitors (and in some versions, evil stepsisters) by falling in love with a Beast (the original novel was written by a woman, the 18th century Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve). Jareth informs Sarah of his obsessive devotion to her in Labyrinth. To lean into horror for a moment – Buffy is stalked and eventually has relationships with both Angel and Spike, Lucy in Coppola’s Dracula (which I have mixed feelings about) is raped by the werewolf and Mina is stalked by Dracula, The Creature Of The Black Lagoon kidnaps Kay (the lead’s girlfriend) – subverted in both The Shape Of Water in which Eliza forms a consensual relationship with the amphibious sea-god and in the short-lived horror series Swamp Thing, in which the connection is purposefully framed as seductive…

and in The Karate Kid Part Three Daniel LaRusso punches a board until his hands bleed because an attractive, older man tells him to and in this moment he gives in to what he (thinks he) wants.

Not all of those examples are equal. Some are consensual, some are hinted as abusive and/or stalkery, all of them have large age gaps, and a few are outright non-consensual.

But they’re all fantasies.

They’re all power-fantasies.

Except for Daniel, because he’s a man and the idea that being obsessed (lusted) over by an older man who keeps you in his thrall, specifically because you tickle his fancy for whatever reason, because you’re beautiful, breakable, different – could in any way be considered empowering is a difficult concept to wrap your head around. It doesn’t contain that “but I’m a good girl, I’d never go off the path and pluck flowers if a bad wolf told me to, honest,” societal context or the social context of rape culture. It’s closest comparison is closeted (perhaps even unknown until that point) queer identity.

There have recently been some comparisons of Daniel LaRusso to Bruce Bechdel in Funhome (and everyone who says that Ralph Macchio ought to play him in the upcoming movie: you’re right and I’m just not going to enjoy it as much without him). I’ve written a post about Sam being the heir to his legacy and trauma, specifically as a queercoded man. It’s not dissimilar to the plot of Funhome in a lot of ways.

The other interesting source that’s been going around in connection with Daniel is the essay “The Rape of James Bond,” which discusses the use of sexual assault as a plot device for women and not for men: “About one in every 33 men [in the US] is raped. … [your statistically average, real life man] … doesn’t have a horde of enemies explicitly dedicated to destroying him. He doesn’t routinely get abducted, and tied up. Facing a megalomaniac psychopath gloating over causing him pain […] is not the average man’s average day at the office.” That last bit is just a descriptor of Terry Silver, (although I take issue at the blasé use of psychopath).

The two part youtube essay Sexual Assault of Men Played for Laughs posits that there is nothing more de-masculinising than the threat of sexual assault and therefore any narrative that features this “rightfully” must mock any man who has been a victim or who fears being a victim of sexual assault. It is feminising. There is nothing more humiliating – and therefore unheroic – than a man dealing with sexual assault.

So what do we feel when we see an attractive young man being put into a vulnerable position by an older man? A trope associated with female characters, a trope that is considered unpalatable for men (see reactions that happened when the hint of sexual assault was introduced in Skyfall).

Was it the fact that he was being threatened, or the fact that James’ next line is: “what makes you think this is my first time?”

Some thoughts added by @mimsyaf are around the idea of safety in how a lot of cis women might relate to this narrative through Daniel’s eyes. He’s not a woman, he has – societally – more power than a girl or woman would have, which makes this a different watch to, say, if Danielle were to go through the same narrative. Daniel doesn’t carry that baggage of rape culture, or of the male gaze that you might find in a similar scenario of Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Christine in Phantom of the Opera (and once more the age differences between these characters and the men who love/lust over them are substantial), which makes the narrative “safer” to engage with.

I agree with that, although as a transmasc person I also come at it differently. I specifically like to headcanon Daniel as a trans guy and find his fraught interactions with masculinity through his own non-toxic lens relatable, as well as the way other boys and men react to it – also I think Terry Silver is hot. I know there are people who write Terry Silver with female OCs, which is also a form of empowerment.

On the flipside putting Daniel in this space runs a risk of fetishising him as a queer youth who is either Innocent and Pure, or a bisexual stereotype that deserves to be assaulted for not being a real man. After all, Real Straight Men don’t run the risk of sexual assault.

Alas, the road to empowerment never did run smooth.

The comparisons between the way Daniel is treated by the text and how female characters are often treated in texts are undoubtedly there. Through Ralph Macchio and TIG’s casting and the direction and acting, but also within the text itself.

It might not be with the same purpose as Neo’s symbolically trans journey, but it puts the whole narrative that Daniel’s going through from TKK1 under a different light than if there had only been one movie that ended on a triumphant sports win and a girlfriend.

Johnny’s masculinity and the use of tears as liberation, now that’s a whole other analysis….

#daniel larusso #terry silver #the karate kid part three #the karate kid #cobra kai #ck #cobra kai meta #part two of three #we're going into labyrinth and james bond in this one fellas #(non-gendered fellas)

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animatedrapture · 3 years

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RINTOBER: [ Achilles' Heel ]

word count: 2,222

suna rintarō x reader

tags: ambiguous end, implied major character death, angst, implied sexual intercourse, toxic relationship, detailed pain(?)

song: achilles come down - gang of youths

a/n: HALLOWEEN SPECIAL because... death...?

a HUGE thank you, once again, to my wonderful wife, love of my life, bby @toffees-main 🥺 for proofreading the final piece and preventing me from sounding like a dumbass like, twice. also, thank you to @newfriendjen and @kaitycole for beta-reading the initial draft!

"Rin, Rintarō, I love you!" You shouted from the bleachers; a proud smile decorating your features as you cheered for him right after he'd hit the ball to the other side of the net, securing EJP Raijin another point—so close to winning.

His gaze and yours were two opposites of a pole with a pull unparalleled—a pull science can only wish to decipher. He finds you as he rotates through the set up and there's a beam in his eyes, making him break out into a grin you just know he couldn't find it in himself to reserve for later.

That day, that match—Suna Rintarō was named the MVP of the game. He owed it all to you and the swell of his heart with each cheer he heard from you; your voice distinct as if it were the only one that mattered in that whole gymnasium. Perhaps, at least that time, you truly were all that mattered to him.

But not anymore.

The first—the first was the lack of replies, the dryer replies. I love you's met with Love you's and very little effort to hide the lack of sincerity beneath. It began through texts until it was the quick, snipped tone laced with the parsimonious manner he answered you. The act of it was much like an attempt to deprive you of water until you're but withering rose in his grasp that he would rather replace than try to plant again and save.

Just how long were you willing to go without the water you needed to stay alive?

"Rin, love, I'll prepare dinner for us tonight, come home early, okay? I'm cooking your favorite!"

"I'll try," was his reply as you watched each of his hasty movements through your shared bedroom.

"I prepared you a bento, too. It's on the kitchen counter," you continued as he attempted to ignore the way you looked at him similar to the way you look when you're lost and searching for something. He hums in response, and just as he was about to reach for the door, you call out to him, "Rin, where's my goodbye kiss?" in the usual tone you would pull back then when he would forget and pepper you with kisses in retaliation, offering an apology before heading out.

He looks back at you with exasperation, "I'm late, Y/N." He doesn't wait for you to answer before he has the door shut close.

That's how you know he also forgot the food you prepared on the kitchen counter.

Foolishly, the answer to the question was that you were willing to wait until your next life for his love to drown you into bliss again. It's that answer that's disrespectful to the mystery of reincarnation—but you're everything Suna Rintarō wanted you to be; that is, if it was a fool he wanted you to be, you would play the part better than any award winning actor to have ever lived could. Even if it was a miscreant he wanted you to be, some sort of heretic to the laws of the world and the conditions of love. You'd be everything he asked of you. After all, who were you if not his other half?

Who were you if not water to shape into whatever container he put you in, right?

The second—the second was the lies that slipped past such sinful crimson lips. Oh, by the heavens, as if the lack of fondness in the timbre of his voice as he spoke to you wasn't enough to put cracks to the cemented foundation of you and him. Cruel, it's so cruel—you wonder if you're lacking somewhere, have you changed? Are you no longer diamond in the sea of glitter—? Worth not of his time nor the beating of the caged heart you thought you've acquired?

Now when he speaks, even the very sound of his voice reverberates like a sharp spear piercing through your chest without mercy—as if you're Spartan in the Battle of Thermopylae. The lies that come along with them about how training ended late again, or that he's travelling for a match again—Huh? No, you don't have to come, Y/N. I need to focus.

Did he have to lie about who he's with, what he's been doing? It's laughable. As if you wouldn't kiss away the taste of anything that lingered in his lips, if it was blood, alcohol or the lips of another girl. Rintarō, did he not know you enough to know you would surrender to his will no matter what mud followed his footsteps?

Ah, but, what would admitting such things do to his pride? Maybe it's that—or maybe he liked the way the lies were like lemon and salt to a fresh wound. You think, you never thought you could be so masochistic.

Third—the third is the sharpness of his gaze. It's the same gaze, same pair of eyes you've loved for such a long time and you fail not to love to this very moment. You're softer than clouds but now most hollow in comparison to the unacquirable stars among the cosmos—you think they're there but they're just a burst of light, something that has probably died lightyears ago.

It's like chokehold, the fourth—the fourth is like chokehold and he, the assassin. Ruthless—he's ruthless when he looks at you as you're not more than a tedious chore to him and the ring on your finger held no promise of relentless love greater than what a deity could offer.

Foolish—you're foolish. Delusion is a coping mechanism to the ones whose realities have been robbed in front of them—delusion is what you're supposed to call it when you fill your head with all the excuses and all the things you tell yourself have to change. You used to be a masterpiece. A masterpiece to him; as though you're Holy Grail found in a gallery of things that could never begin to hope they would ever amount to you.

Delusion is ignoring the liquor in his lips, the intoxicating smell of his cologne mixed with alcohol and cigarette smoke. You're confused and your reality that seems to have been distorting more often than usual. You question the strings that premeditate fate when it's you feeling the drunkenness and hangover the next day when it should be Suna and the tabloids of "Suna Rintarō spotted in yet another bar." You wonder if each sunset and sunrise you watched with Suna was a mere fever dream when it's you who vomits on the toilet. You, who sobs on the bathroom floor.

"Sfumato," your friend tells you, "The gentle blurring of edges to make rendered objects appear as one with their environment." The edges blur when you call that delusion as love—you only have to wait long enough before both are truly one and the same. The pain disguised as martyr sacrifice to the greatest allegory of love to exist. This is what you're told. They say, "Y/N, you've confused love with delusion," and yet you don't listen.

You don't listen most of all when you're back underneath him but you feel like you're being bloodied all over, stained like wine to a white dress. Yet you allow yourself to indulge in the kisses he's abated you of, you revel in each time you ask him to tell you he loves you and he finally does as he luxuriates you of your desires and of your whines for love—nevermind that he was doing it for himself. After all, it is as the word suggests, a luxury.

Suna Rintarō had become a luxury you couldn't afford, therefore, he did not have any business of giving himself to you. Not unless he wanted to.

Is there such thing as a free reign over the heart of someone? Hand it over as they will but how long would they truly allow you to borrow it—? Borrow it because one never truly surrenders such a vital thing to human functioning. Yes, you are and you have been delusional to believe so.

"You own the entirety of my heart, Y/N," you're unsure whenever it echoes in your head. He brings you enough torture, why must your own brain create such clamor in your head. Was such pain necessary? Is pain to love much like Adam's rib to Eve?

"It's a promise ring, bunny," he said as he tucked your hair behind your ears—his gaze is intense, almost like you would disappear from his sight if he looked at anywhere or anything but you.

You stared at the ring that shone under the light of the restaurant, your vision blurring at the tears welling from your eyes and you try your best to choke in the sob that involuntarily escapes you.

"Hey, Y/N, what are you cryin' for?" He questioned with a chuckle, looking at you with amusement dancing in his eyes while his thumbs reached out to wipe away each tear that betrayed you—falling down your cheeks as he cupped your face.

"I-it's nothing, I—I'm just happy, love," you answer him through your tears.

There's a smile playing across his lips, he tells you, "'m just making a promise that I'll marry you one day, bunny, is all."

You nodded eagerly with a wide smile even as the tears that left you continued to fall, "I'm making a promise to say yes, Rin. No matter what," you answered him through your sobs, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Guess I should start practicing to get on one knee then, yeah?" He laughed as he pulled you closer, his arms around you, you giggled along with him—it felt like you were molded together to form one perfect piece, like the act of staying there for all of eternity, in each other's arms, would turn you into one. Entangled together in all the right ways—as if Rapture has befallen the Earth and that was your final state as did the universe.

The fifth—the fifth is the screaming, the fights. Who would have thought you would break like a mere twig stepped on in the darkest forest on this Earth? It was under his shoe did you break from; each word that left his mouth was scathing—they didn't feel like a stab or pins and needles to the human heart, they felt like burns of acid that slowly ate at your decaying soul, breaking heart, dwindling sanity.

"I don't get it, Rin! Why do you treat me like this?!" You screamed through your tears, your chest heaving as your lungs tried its best to support you, even when it's already been punctured by the shattered pieces of your heart that continued to beat in separate shards, digging further into your lungs, damaging your ribcage, piercing your throat.

"Please, God, just tell me what to do—Rintarō, tell me what I need to do to turn us back to the way we were, please," you begged, falling to your knees and you let the shattered items on the floor puncture your skin. You felt numb yet your whole body was buzzing. The pain from the pieces of glass from under you doesn't register in your brain because all you can feel is the pain that was spreading from your chest and out into your whole body.

Under his mercy had he turned you inside out and greedily taken every part of you—everything you surrendered on your own volition until you were nothing, not even a shell of yourself but more like a ghost floating through the air. It looked like a battlefield—and perhaps it was. Love was never something you come out alive from. Love was greedy, selfish, treacherous. Love is like an assailant you allowed to enter in the safety of your own home.

"Don't you get it? Y/N, I don't love you anymore!"

No. You think, no. No, it repeats in your head, over and over. Denial. You were in denial, at this conjecture, you were aware of even this.

"I stopped loving you long ago, Y/N. You were dumb enough to stay." Has he always been this truculent towards you? You wonder but you can't recall anything else but the echoing of his words. Words he used like a champion of the battlefield, liberating away the life of his enemies.

No. Don't say that. You don't mean it. No.

Suna thought you would be the arrow to his heel—the one to bring him to his knees in the most torturous of ways. In reality, maybe you were more his heel than the arrow. He was both Achilles and his actions, the arrow that brought him to his own demise.

Sixth—the sixth was sickening grief. You're so unfair. You're so selfish. How could you run away from him, only to scream his name and the tormenting shout of "I love you" that haunted him awake or in his slumber. How could you be so cruel? To let him fall to his knees in front you the way you made him to. Ruthless—you're so ruthless. The pain was the excruciating kind, crashing towards him like ocean waves bringing him farther from the shore and near to wherever you were now. How could you leave him like you did?

After all, what was he if there wasn't you?

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peanutpinet · 3 years

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Lucas x Reader (mafia)

A/N: I dunno if this is a bad thing or not but I immediately got an idea from this writing prompt I found on Pinterest where character A found out character B got into a "fight" and got hurt then character A swipe their thumb across character B's bloodied lip and asked "Who did this to you", kay I'm weak

Alright, I'm a bit emotional because I had just submitted my final assignment and sorta used Lucas' name in my assignment but immediately jumping straight here XD

Theme: abuse (just a bit but I still put it out here), scary Lucas and some fluff!!

Kay, for this scenario, I, once again, imagine that Lucas is the head of the WayV unit of the NCT mafia. Also, to clarify, the NCT mafia that I imagine doesn't really do anything bad. Instead, they are more so a group that the government decided to build to serve the world but doesn't necessarily follow the rules; something like a secret agency but wilder.

Anyways, everyone in the business world practically knows who NCT is, who the members are and that NCT are always watching. No matter what business they are, wherever they are, NCT has eyes everywhere. Which is why no one dared to question them and would never try to challenge them in any shape or form.

With that being said it didn't mean that NCT was never harmed or was never targeted by other mafias that were trying to run illegal businesses all over the world. It's just that they were always unsuccessful when it came to challenging NCT because NCT would always be one step ahead of them.

Which was why when someone harmed you, Lucas' girlfriend, it nearly shook the entire NCT. Okay, let's rewind how it all happened and actually put some context to how you guys met and how your relationship became what it is.

So, just as the previous Lucas fic I did, you were just a college student while Lucas, is the head of the WayV unit, a sub-unit of NCT that mainly takes care of business in China/Hongkong/Taiwan/Southeast Asian countries. You were in your 2nd year of college when you met Lucas. It was an accident, really.

You were walking back to your dorm after hanging out with your friends who weren't living at the dorm. You told them that the dorm was nearby and you would be fine on your own; adding that you have been taking some self-defence class. But unfortunately, tonight was just not your night, or was it?

You were almost by your dorm's gate when a gang of motorcycles rushed past you, one of them grabbing your bag while you tried to hold onto it. Unfortunately, you were overpowered and ended up falling on your butt while the gang of motorcycles were cheering until another gang of motorcycles and cars blocked their path.

And of course, one of them was Lucas. Lucas came out of the car and confronted the low gang motorcycles, telling them off unless they wanted to take it further which by the look of the gang, they were not expecting the NCT to come and deal with them since normally, it would be the police.

"I'm only going to tell you off just once. Stand down and stay where you are unless you want this problem to escalate further" Lucas growled at the motorcycle gang who just stood their stance

"Round them up. Now, which one of you, ahh, there you are" Lucas mentioned, grabbing your bag which the gang stole

Honestly, you were just stunned. You weren't expecting two different gangs to be doing this late at night and on a school night at that. You just sat on the ground watching the whole scene unveil until Lucas went up to you, extending his hand out which you nervously grabbed.

"You alright? This must be yours" Lucas stated, handing you your bag while your hand was still in his

"Huh? Oh, yea, thank you. Ar-are you like with the police or like is this a gang fight because if it is then I better go back to my dorm..." you stuttered, earning a chuckle from Lucas

"No. We're not really with the police but we're also not really fighting that gang. You can definitely say we're a gang but our gang doesn't really do those bad things. We're more so, cleaning up the trash" Lucas chuckled

"Oh, okay then. Um, thanks again for this" you uttered, shyly looking away

"Anytime. Take care. May our paths cross again someday" Lucas commented, letting go of your hand and heading back to his group

And cross paths you both did. Truth was that Lucas secretly spied on you because you left that much of an impression on him. It didn't take long for Lucas to finally came and told you how he felt because that night he saw you walking back to your dorm, alone, again. Worried that something similar would happen again, he didn't hesitate to come up to you and walked you back.

From walking you back to your dorm, to exchanging contacts and 'i love you' to now, almost a full year of dating. Throughout the whole year, Lucas slowly introduced you to all of NCT. Starting from WayV to the Dreamies who were closer to your age along with some new members (Sungchan and Shotaro) before NCT 127. At this point, everyone in NCT knows that you and Lucas were a thing and was even happy for y'alls relationship, supporting you every step of the way(V); especially the WayV members.

From the beginning of your relationship, Lucas would already tell you what he does and that he promise you that he would never let anyone harm you; and even if they did, they would pay for it. Lucas also told you that he would never exclude you from your life just because you were dating him and you would have every right to do whatever you wanted to do (just with some additional protections).

Lucas and the other NCT members also allowed for you to come to visit them at their headquarters or even at their own apartments whenever you wanted to (remember the visit to Lucas' apartment, yea). And today was one of those days.

After the incident on campus, Lucas made sure that he would be the one to pick you up and drop you off to campus since you practically moved in with him after the incident. If he couldn't make it, he would have someone from NCT do so. They would even accompany you wherever you wanted to go because to them, it was an excuse to get out from the boring meetings that occurred too regularly.

Today, Xiaojun and Hendery were the ones to pick you up because they were passing by your campus. You texted the two boys that you were just going to have a consultation with your lecturer for your final paper and told them to wait for 15 minutes.

But while Lucas did his best to make sure you were unharmed by anyone involved in NCT, there were just some things out of his control. Because as it turns out, your "consultation" turned to be a trap. There was a rumour going around your college about the literature lecturer abusing female students but there was never any proof so no one really believed the rumour, yourself included.

WARNING!! IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE READING ABOUT ABUSIVE BEHAVIOUR, PLEASE SKIP THIS PART!!

When you went into the lecturer's room, you were quick to notice something was off. How your lecturer purposely brushed his hand over yours, leaning his head a bit too forward to your liking and finding excuses to get closer to you. Just when you were saved by a phone call from Xiaojun, your lecturer was also quick to notice your behaviour. He grabbed your phone and throwing it off your hand before pinning you to the door, locking it.

You tried your best to fight off with the self-defence lessons you took and learnt from some members of NCT but once again, when you're faced with the actual situation, sometimes, it doesn't turn out how you expected. While you managed to kick your lecturer and got free of his grip, you failed your escape as your lecturer yanked your hair back, making you hit your head on his desk before being welcomed with a hard slap that cut your lip.

Over at Xiaojun and Hendery's side, the second you didn't answer their 5th call, they knew something was wrong. Pulling out the GPS for the tracker they put in your phone, they followed it and arrived in front of the literature's office. Hearing grunts and screams, both Xiaojun and Hendery didn't waste any time on breaking the door.

Entering the room, Xiaojun was quick to pull the lecturer off and gave him a hard punch whilst Hendery went to see your weak figure by the desk, ripped shirt, cut lip and bruises covering most of your body. Hendery immediately took his jacket off and putting it around you, calling out to Xiaojun to get out of there.

Kay, you can continue reading from here!!

"Oi!! Xiaojun!! We should go now!!" Hendery called out

"Shouldn't we grab the douche as well? Lucas would want to have a word with him" Xiaojun complained, grabbing the passed out lecturer by the collar

"We can always track him again. The problem is getting (Y/N) to safety. C'mon!!" Hendery protested, holding your figure firmly

"Fine. He's dead sooner than later" Xiaojun sighed, throwing the lecturer on the ground, helping Hendery bring you back to headquarters

Upon arriving, the three of you were greeted by some of the dreamies and WayV members, mainly Renjun, Jeno, Ten and Winwin. The four of them were informed by Hendery that you were going to need some treatment as soon as possible before Lucas finds out about the situation. Renjun and Jeno were quick to take you from Hendery and Xiaojun, helping you to the treatment room where Ten and Winwin were.

"No one informed the others or Taeyong or even Lucas about this, right?" Xiaojun asked

"Lucas and Taeyong are out with the 'Make A Wish' unit to finish with the business contract. Depending on how that go, Lucas can either be very pissed when he finds out or..." Renjun mentioned

"Or he could be ready to kill you both" Ten blurted, helping to treat the bruises on your arm and legs while Winwin have a look on your face

"Guys!! They're back!!" Jeno stated, making everyone in the room tense while you were somewhat asleep

"Quick!! We have to move her to a different room, they're for sure going to come here first" Hendery mentioned

"Who do you have to move and why?" everyone heard Jaehyun mentioned

"Jae...hyun-hyung...and Lucas-hyung, hey!!!" Renjun stuttered as the others were trying to cover you from their sight

"Why are there 6 of you here? Xiaojun and Hendery too? Is (Y/N) resting somewhere? In the kitchen?" Lucas questioned as everyone nervously sweats

"Ummm, yea, she's resting. She said she was extremely tired. Her classes finished a bit late. We had to wait for a good hour when we arrived" Hendery nervously answered

"Weird. I would normally get a text from her. Maybe she's napping" Lucas sighed, looking at his phone

"Lu...cas..." you mumbled as the boys tried to cover it up

"Huahhh, Lucas-hyung. Jaehyun-hyung. You must be tired. How did the meeting go?" Jeno tried to divert the conversation

"Wait, that, sounded like (Y/N). Is she napping here?" Lucas asked, trying to look around as the others blocked his view

"What? No!!! She's in your resting room" Renjun argued

"Lucas? Jaehyun? Taeyong wants us to have a quick meeting right now" everyone heard Doyoung mentioned

"Doyoung-hyung!! How did the mission go?" Xiaojun asked as Doyoung went into the room

"Not that good. Which is why Taeyong wants a meeting on our plans for the next step. C'mon, we have to go" Doyoung ranted, pulling both Lucas and Jaehyun out of the room

"Tell (Y/N) to see me in my office later!!" Lucas stated before being dragged out of the room with Jaehyun

"You got it!!" everyone muttered

"Ten-hyung, Winwin-hyung, please be quick!! Hang in there (Y/N)" Jeno mumbled as the two older men treated you

Time skip for an hour or so

"We did everything we could. She has to see him either way" Ten argued

"He's going to kill us" Hendery reasoned

"Well, you might as well tell him now before he finds out on his own. And maybe have the douche's location ready so he wouldn't lash out at you. Plus, if the both of you were there with her, he wouldn't kill you. He would never do it in front of her" Winwin stated

"They're right Hendery. We gotta tell him. At least we won't die that quickly if we tell him when (Y/N)'s with him" Xiaojun mentioned

"Alright, (Y/N), wakey wakey, let's see your boyfriend" Hendery groaned as he was about to wake you up but saw an empty bed

"UHHH!! Xiaojun?! Ten-hyung?! Winwin-hyung?! WHERE IS (Y/N)?!" Hendery panicked

"Where's Jeno and Renjun?!" Xiaojun questioned, looking back at the two older ones who shook their head

"Crap!! Hendery we gotta go, now!! Thank you for treating her!!" Xiaojun exclaimed, dragging Hendery out of the room to Lucas' office

At Lucas' office

"Hyung? Can we come in? (Y/N) is here" Renjun stated as Lucas perked from his chair

"Come on in!!!" Lucas exclaimed, ready to welcome you with a big hug especially since he already freshened up

However, Lucas was not expecting to see you still wearing the same clothing you did in the morning when he dropped you off to campus with Hendery's jacket around you. Not only that, the more he walked closer to you, the more evident the bruises on your body were. At this point, Lucas was more than ready to kill both Hendery and Xiaojun but he had to calm his nerves and take care of you first.

"(Y/N)...sweetheart, what happened? Who did this to you?" Lucas questioned, running his right thumb across your dry bloodied lip while his left hand was placed softly behind your head

"Please...please don't kill them" you managed to state, looking down from Lucas' gaze at the same time he heard loud footsteps coming to his office

"We can explain!!!" Hendery exclaimed as he and Xiaojun were panting when arriving by Lucas' doorframe

"In, both of you. Jeno, Renjun, you both can leave" Lucas stated as he brought your figure behind his desk, straddling you on his lap as Renjun and Jeno left

"Before you get mad at us. We have a good explanation" Hendery muttered

"It better be" Lucas growled but calmed down when you nuzzled your head on his neck, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders

After some explanation, Lucas was more than furious at what happened. Was the warning towards the bastard couple not enough to inform the campus that you were off-limits? What's more was that your so-called lecturer was a regular at one of NCT's bar and even part of the businessmen that didn't fully agree to the agreement they were dealing with.

"Wow. Talk about killing two birds with one stone" Lucas chuckled, wrapping his arm firmly around your waist, making sure you wouldn't fall since you were asleep

"You're not going to kill us, right?" Hendery asked

"If you both manage to get that bastard in the bar within half an hour, I'll reconsider it. And the both of you better come as well. Now get on it and explain everything to Taeyong-hyung as well. Go." Lucas instructed and the two immediately left the office

"Love. Do you want to sleep here or back home?" Lucas softly asked, bringing your face to meet his

"Hmm? Anywhere, as long as you're there" you yawned

"Do you mind staying at the base just for tonight? I have to deal with something" Lucas mumbled, brushing your hair off your face, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead

"Don't hurt Xiaojun and Hendery, okay? They helped me. It wasn't their fault for what happened. It was also not your fault, so don't blame yourself too" you muttered, nuzzling back into Lucas' neck, inhaling his signature scent

"If that's what you want. I won't hurt them. But I can't promise for your lecturer" Lucas sighed, patting your head

"He, he hurt others as well. He deserved to be hurt too" you sighed

"Is that so? Anything for you sweetheart. Now, I'll leave you with the dreamies and under 127's supervision, is that alright?" Lucas questioned tho it was more so a statement

"Hmm. Be careful, alright? Everyone has to come back safely" you mentioned, feeling a smirk forming on Lucas' face

"Will do sweetheart. Get some rest" Lucas mumbled, kissing the side temple of your face before carrying you to the dreamies' dorm, entrusting you with Jeno and Renjun

At the bar

"She alright?" Taeyong questioned, walking into the bar with Lucas and the 'Make a Wish' unit

"Yea. Left her with the rest of the dreamies. Sorry that we had to work this late" Lucas sighed

"It's alright hyung. We won't let anyone harm our sister and gets away with it" Jaemin mentioned

"You guys actually called her sister?" Lucas chuckled

"Of course!! She's the same age as most of us, dreamies. Plus, she's so much fun to be around with" Shotaro added

"They'll pay for what they did. Just look at them" Jaehyun chuckled, opening the door to their office in the bar, revealing Xiaojun and Hendery holding the lecturer and the other businessman down

"Wow, it really is killing two birds with one stone" Lucas smirked

"You, you can't kill us. The government wouldn't allow it!!" the leader spoke

"Oh? Who said anything about killing when you're already dead" Taeyong scoffed, sitting on the chair behind the desk

"Wh, what do you mean, dead?" the lecturer stuttered

"Heh, he's all yours Lucas" Taeyong stated

"You see. The second you lay on that student today, you're already in our death note. No one. And I mean no one. Touches my queen without my permission. Especially a bastard that harms other people's queens. Oh, the things I'm going to do to you. It'll make you wish that you were actually dead" Lucas snickered, stepping on the lecturer's throat, just enough to make him suffocate to Lucas' liking

A/N: Well, that ended a bit dark

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secret-engima · 3 years

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More Thoughts On Team Gremlin verse

-This thing’s official name is “Saving the World for Fun and Profit” because I find that funny.

-At some point in their escapades, Whitley joins the team. No, he’s not a time traveler, he’s just a smol child Schnee that certain members of the White Fang thought would be good to hold for ransom. Naturally, Oscar found him and put a stop to that and trundled off with a kid his physical age in tow. Torchwick oFFERED to put the kid back where he belonged (once he caught the kids with an extra in their midst, which took about a week) but Whitley is young and impressionable and has just gone from a house that is empty and cold and devoid of anyone willing to love him to spending a week or so with this crew of crazy kids who hug him and ruffle his hair and let him get dirty while playing and feed him candy and don’t scold him for not spending hours practicing for his recitals. Who have an adult that acts so vibrant and *different* from his parents and who pays attention to Whitley when he speaks. Who even have a DOG that is friendly and huge and TALKS which almost makes up for how he’s a bit goopy instead of fluffy like the books say dogs should be.

-He turns those big hopeful eyes on them and asks if he can *stay* and Oscar immediately turns the puppy eyes on Torchwick, because if Whitley, who helped him in the future-that-isn’t, wants to stay and be happy here then of course Oscar is onboard.

-Torchwick: Noooo. Noooooo. Arrgggh don’t you DARE try to cute me you tiny terror-.

-Oscar and Whitley: *puppy eyes intensify*

-Also Torchwick: FINE. But he needs to dye his hair so people don’t instantly know he’s a Schnee.

-Neo: *whips out a two bottles of dye that both match her hair and beams because she always wanted a baby brother*

-At some OTHER point in time, Oscar accidentally mentions that a Certain Person shot him off a cliff when he was out of Aura. Torchwick, being the reasonable, focused, definitely-not-a-dad criminal mastermind he is, absolutely does NOT break into General Ironwood’s home to break his nose.

-The fact that his entire info network in Mantle and Atlas is now running a side operation of Make The General Miserable is complete coincidence. Truly. So is Neo disappearing for a week and coming back smelling of Tundra, with bloody knuckles and a satisfied expression.

-Oscar: Guys, I told you to leave him alone! He was suffering a mental breakdown, and I survived the fall. It’s fine!

-Mercury: You and I have *very* different opinions on what counts as fine, Boss. And that’s counting the fact that I was raised by Marcus Black.

-Sondor the Grimm Hound is the goodest boy. He crawled his way out of the experimental goo pool Salem had dumped his founding material in several years early just to go find his Pups.

-Everyone is a Pup to Sondor.

-Yes even Torchwick. Torchwick is just more like a bratty yearling pup to him.

-Except Neo, she acts too much like a cat to be a Pup.

-Of course his favorite Pup is Oscar Pup. Who is small and fierce and doesn’t understand that because he is hurt, he shouldn’t be trying to hunt the same way the others do. Here Oscar Pup climb on his back, he will help.

-Sondor, like in canon, can speak, he just tends to stick to short phrases because talking is tricky when you have a skull shape Like That. The kids have maybe had too much fun trying to teach him human single-word memes.

-Behold, the Grimm who knows the meaning of and can say Yeet at the correct time.

-Sondor is a firm believer in bedtime. The concept was introduced to him pre-time travel when Neo, Mercury, and Emerald were all trying to put Oscar back together mentally and physically. Often, Oscar would lose all concept of time (and self) while trying to mentally navigate around the ragged hole left by what Salem did to Ozpin inside him, and this could lead to Oscar just- straight up forgetting to SLEEP. For Days. So since Sondor was always a constant at Oscar’s side (no one else wanted to deal with the Grimm but also no one else wanted to try removing him from the side of the one person he was attached to and who would in turn spontaneously use magic to defend), Em sat down with the Giant Death Dog and taught this sucker the concept of bedtime. Specifically, if the Broken Light (moon) was out and the clock looked like So, then Oscar needed to be IN BED, lying down and SLEEPING until the clock looked like This.

-It took a few tries but Sondor got the gist eventually, and this makes taking bby out on nighttime heists post-time travel tricky because Sondor is prone to just looking up at the moon, rasping “Bedtime. For pups.” and then scooping Oscar up and trundling off to the nearest comfy spot. He will 100% lie down with Oscar and gently rest his head on Oscar’s torso so that the boy can’t escape. Oscar would protest but he does need the help and Sondor has also done this to any of the other Pups if he catches them up too late at night.

-Sondor must be *bribed* to let Oscar participate in any activity past his “bedtime” that Emerald first taught him. And then Oscar has to make up for it by taking a daytime nap. Oscar would protest but physically he is 6 and working his way up so he does actually need sleep.

-If anyone ever told Oscar that someday the fastest way to put him to sleep would be to have a giant, vaguely gooey Grimm hound that can shapeshift into even more terrifying forms cuddle him and make low rumbly noises he would have... well depending on timeline he would have stared, run away, or just laughed hard enough to choke on his own blood because sure why not, it’s not like his day can get any weirder after being kidnapped and tortured by an evil grimm queen lady.

-Everyone picture Oscar riding Sondor into battle. Or just riding around on him in general because bby has joint problems and height problems and riding his Best Friend Doggo is a great way to help with both.

-Everyone picture Oscar smiling serenely at some criminal gang who has surrounded him to try to kidnap him and hold him over Torchwick’s head. They have a lot of men.

-“I have a Sondor.”

-*furious bellowing Hound Grimm with bloody-colored wings drops from the sky to LOOM protectively over Oscar, roaring bloody murder at the criminals who thought the child with the limp and the cane was a good target*.

-Sondor’s second favorite Pup is Emerald, because she gives the Good Scritches and also has more sense than most of the other Pups combined. Mercury is Trouble Pup, Neo is Kitten. Whitley is New Pup and has been occasionally dubbed Brat. Sondor is not afraid to gently drag Whitley out of trouble by his leg. The fact that his entire leg can fit in this giant Grimm’s mouth should probably terrify Whitley, but he’s picked up his cues from Mercury (who has also been dragged around by his leg by an annoyed Sondor) and thus just whines and flails.

#Secret Engima Rambles #Team Gremlin verse #rwby #rwby au #Oscar and his posse of bad guys save the world

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crazy4myself · 4 years

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No Harm List | Pt. 5

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 9,494

Summary: You live in a city where crime runs rampant. One day, you save a young boy's life, not knowing that he is one of the most powerful crime lord's heir. And you have just been put on the no harm list.

Warnings: cussing, mentions of drugs

Genre: Gang/mafia AU, romance, angst, violence, fluff

Rating: 17 N/C

Banner Credit: @mindays

A/n: So it’s been a whole month since I’ve updated and I’m so sorry. Between work and the baby, it’s been impossible to find time to write. I know the chapter is a little shorter than promised, but that’s because it got soo freaking long that I had no choice but to split it into two. But as a result, you got a bit more Jungkook and Ella fluff, so you’re welcome. I hope you enjoy this chapter! As always please let me know your thoughts because it really does help me write!

Also thanks again so much @mindays for this rockin banner!!!!

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You sighed as you took another bite of your cookie, it was delicious, but it wasn't perfect. Something about the texture felt off too you. The cookie felt homemade in the unprofessional way, not the 'grandma's classic' way Sugar Daddy always delivered.

"Jimin," you whined as you set the half-eaten dessert next to you on the counter, frowning at the cooling batch. Jimin made his way over to you, smiling as he reached for the other half.

"What is it, princess?" he asked, taking a bite and raising his eyebrows in delight.

"Don't humor me, you know I did something wrong," you grumbled. While you have overcome most of the baking learning curve your past two weeks in the kitchen, most of your baked goods being tasty enough to sell upfront (when Jimin decorated them), they were not perfect.

You were still learning your way around the chemistry it takes to make the 'perfect' cookie.

"You did, but we'll figure it out" he confessed as he shoved the rest of the baked good in his mouth before clapping his hands, "C'mon walk me through it," he ordered and you turned back to your work station with a sigh,

You both loved and hated Jimin's guidance. Loved because he was brilliant in the kitchen and caught your mistakes in a heartbeat, he was eager to teach you and rarely judged you for your incompetence. You hated it because you felt embarrassed, you were hired to do a job you weren't excelling at, and it took a hit on your ego.

Not to mention Jimin dropping everything he was doing to help you get it right was also slowing him down when opening up the bakery.

"Are you sure you have time?" you asked peeping at the clock, it was 7:45 you still had a few minutes before the bakery opens at 8. Enough to prepare one more batch of cookies to put in the oven.

"Yeah I'm good, Jungkook had a hard open this morning, I just came in a little earlier than you did so the kid could take a nap," he says with a shrug.

The bakery had two opening shifts; the 'hard open' has a report time of 4:30 am where the bakers have to prepare all the bread, breakfast pastries, and any custom orders for the day. And the soft open starts at 7 am.

Lucky for you, you hadn't proven valuable enough to qualify for the hard open just yet, and you were clinging to your mornings of sleeping in as you slowly passed through your 'new girl' phase at the bakery.

"Jungkook? Really I didn't even see him," you said surprised, certain the two of you would have crossed paths on his walk home.

But when you turned and looked at the apron hooks at by door, you saw his apron, which simply stated, Let's get this bread, was hanging front and center, confirming he had come by today.

Jimin smiled a knowing smile, "That's because he went to nap in the apartment upstairs," Jimin teased. "Now come on we have cookies to make."

You reached for the ingredients, and you and Jimin carefully measured out before turning to the mixture, "So the apartment upstairs, is that one of your safe houses?" you asked tentatively.

You were slowly, but surely introducing yourself into BTS's world the past two weeks of working here, asking Jin and Jimin and any of the other members who came by to visit tentative questions about the gang's inner workings.

Jimin grinned, amused, "Kind of, it's definitely a safe place for our members to use, but we don't put anyone up there if they're on the run. Can't risk having the place raided- it's bad for business." he added as an afterthought as you looked at him with a raised brow.

"Why else would they need a safe place?" you asked, confused on what dilemma the men you were slowly getting to know could worm their way into and not out.

"Well, Army comes from all parts of life," Jimin started with a shrug. "A lot of them join because they don't have anywhere to go, or they need a place to getaway. The apartment upstairs is for people like them, people who need to escape their homes." Jimin explained.

That was one thing you could never see to make yourself forget about BTS as much as you want to write them off as criminals and be upset with Hoseok about what he has done.

They honestly were trying to make Alcorn a better place for the forgotten. The kids who can't help but have the circumstances dictate their outcomes. Who has no way to better their resources on their own?

When Army takes the tattoo, an inversion of the inner circle's symbol, they traditionally get it placed on their forearms, but some can choose to have it on their upper arm or chest. They can also choose its size.

You met a member who had the small shape in the fleshy crook between their thumb and pointer finger, Getting the tattoo in a small place ensured that it was easy to cover or remove if they chose to leave BTS. A concept you were still trying to wrap your head around because of the series of dizzying rules that follow it.

"Well, that's your problem," Jimin laughed as he watched you distractedly sift your dry ingredients into the mixer.

"What am I using the wrong sized sifter?" you asked, confused as you looked for another tool nearby to check if there even was a size difference.

He laughed, "No, but you put your sugar in as a dry ingredient, have you been doing that this whole time?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes, why wouldn't I sugar is dry" you sad dumbfounded

"No, the sugar counts as a wet ingredient," he chided

"But it's dry its-" you couldn't form words as you tried to process what he was telling you, looking between him and the bag of sweet crystals in outrage.

He giggled at your expression, "It's treated like a wet ingredient because it's soluble it dissolves better in the liquid, making the texture softer and less gritty." You growled at his explanation, it made perfect scientific sense, but you were still infuriated by sugar being identified as the wrong physical property.

"Well what about salt is it property fluid as well?" you snapped accusingly,

Jimin couldn't help but giggle at your frustration, "No salt can go in as dry, because the cookies rely on the chemical reaction of the salt to control the rate the dough releases carbon dioxide," he explained simply.

You blinked at him expression vacant as you processed what he was saying, Jimin sighed; clearly, you didn't pay much attention in your college chemistry class. "It keeps from making giant air bubbles," he dumbed down, and your eyes lit up in understanding.

You grunted in frustration as you watched Jimin dump your dry batter out of the mixer. Before you could think to stop yourself, you reached for a handful of sugar out of the back and threw it in his face in frustration.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Jimin demanded as you pelted him with another hit

"I'm splashing you; what else would you call it" you teased as you threw another handful showering his apron, which proudly had Hot Buns embroidered across it, in the sweet crystals.

"Look at how WET you are. You're absolutely soaked," you continued as you berated him much to his distress.

"What's going on?"

You turned at the gravelly sound of Jungkook's morning voice, seeing the boy squinting in the bright light of the kitchen.

"Koo, thank goodness this insane woman was attacking me." Jimin hissed at you.

You threw one more pinch of sugar before you smiled sheepishly as you were caught in your childish antics, thankful it was Jungkook and not Jin who walked in on you blatantly making a mess of his kitchen. You looked down as you remembered your place.

"I'll grab the broom," you murmured as you moved to clean up your mess.

"I'm sure you deserved it," Jungkook told his brother as he put up a hand to stop you. Grabbing the broom from the wall himself, "I got it you go open up front Ellie" he mumbled tiredly as he began sweeping.

You smiled at him in gratitude and reached to ruffle his hair endearingly, before sticking your tongue out at Jimin, who just muttered "Unbelievable" under his breath as he turned back to his work station.

You had already started the coffee and filled up the display area when you were waiting for your cookies to bake. So you only needed to unlock the front door and add today's specials to the chalkboard menu on the counter before Sugar Daddy was in business for the day.

"Mornin' princess," you heard a tired voice mumble, and you looked up from the curling S in the word 'chicken salad' to see Yoongi in front of the counter swaying where he stood like he was at risk of falling asleep right there.

You set down the chalk as you greeted him, quickly rinsing your hands off and fixing a large iced Americano before he could even make the order himself.

"Anything for breakfast?" you asked as you handed him the cup, watching with a satisfied smile as he slipped the reusable straw you had given him a week prior. Yoogi simply grunted before taking a long sip of his drink.

"I'm good," he said with a satisfied smile, already looking more alert as the caffeine instantly revived him, there was even more color to his cheeks.

"Okay, that will be $2.75," you chirped in your best customer service voice, but your hands didn't move for the iPad that made up your register.

"Cute," Yoongi laughed before turning away with a smirk, "You got jokes, Ella, keep it up, and I might tip you one day," he called over his shoulder before letting himself out of the store. You gritted your teeth.

Your first day of handling the register by yourself, Min Yoongi came in and ordered an Americano, when you rang him up he gave you a dismissive, 'put it on my tab,' before stepping out of the growing line of the morning rush behind him. You were frantic as you searched for the setting where you could open tabs, watching in distress as Jimin quickly handed his elder the drink, and he made his way out the store, all while impatient customers tapped their foot in front of you.

"I don't know how to open a tab," you finally called to Jimin after he came to check on what the hold up was. Jimin let out a loud belly laugh amused by your distress as he closed out Yoongi's order with a simple, "He never pays."

You never got an explanation as to why or how that happened, but you do know Yoongi drinks at least 10 ten iced americanos a day. While the diluted espresso wasn't a huge financial strain, you wondered how many disposable cups Jin lost to Min Yoongi each week.

You were always a bit of an environmentalist and had taken personal responsibility to try and reduce Yoongi's waste output. He accepted your gift of a reusable compact straw he could attach to his keychain, noting it made his drink taste cooler when he sipped through it.

But you were still working on how to get him to reuse his cups. The man was unwilling to carry around a reusable one all day, claiming it was a hassle and didn't want to wash it.

Environment and economics aside, there was the whole other concern that you were fairly certain Yoongi drank more coffee than water. And you were worried his little heart was going to give out from the caffeinated strain one day.

"Cute handwriting," Jungkook whispered over your shoulder, making you startle and causing you to mess up the flower you were doodling next to the lunch special.

You pouted, sending him a small glare as he smiled sheepishly, "I'm going to get you a bell to wear around your neck, so you don't sneak up on me like that," you threatened as you smudged the haywire petal.

Jungkook smirked as he took the chalk from you, "You going to have to ask a bit more nicely if you wanna see me in a collar," he teased as he drew a perfect flower over yours. You flushed at his comments as you turned away.

You and Jungkook had gotten closer in the few weeks you had been working at the bakery. Apparently, he was grounded by his gang dad's for a situation you still didn't understand, and part of his punishment involved working opening shifts at the bakery before class.

He was starting to get more comfortable around you, and the shy bashful Jungkook you had been acquainted with two weeks prior had faded in your shared mornings kneading dough in the kitchen.

To your dismay, he had grown bold and cocky, and a never-ending pain in your ass as he wasn't afraid to joke and tease you anymore. And if you thought bashful Jungkook was dangerous, you had nothing to prepare you for his confident persona.

"I wouldn't need a bell if you stayed aware of your surroundings," he pointed out as he continued to sketch a cute kitten on the bottom of the menu.

You sighed, "It's too damn early for this Jeon," you murmured as you made your way to the coffee station, grabbing your personal mug and pouring your coffee and cream into it. Before reaching for Jungkook's to-go cup to fix his drink.

"It's always too early or too late when are we going to talk about this?" he asked, turning to face you. "I'm not going to be able to walk you home every night, ya know."

"Not even if I ask nicely," you asked over the rim of your cup, batting your eyelashes at him innocently. He scoffed, but you could see the blush creeping up his neck as you wormed your way under your skin.

"Jungkook, I've lived in Alcorn for four years now, not once has anyone got the best of me," you gave him a look that clearly said unlike you, "I'm pretty sure I'm fine," you finished as you turned back to steaming the caramel syrup into his milk.

"Things are different now," he argued.

"No, they're not, Kook I can handle my own," you sighed, growing tired of the back and forth, asking yourself why you were even making this ungrateful brats coffee.

"Ooh, are we talking about how Ella can or can not kick ass?" Jimin asked as he made his way from the kitchen with a tray full of muffins.

Your concentration broke as his outburst, and a large portion of milk plopped into Jungkook's mug, ruining the heart you were practicing in the drink. "No," you hissed in frustration, grabbing the caramel sauce to doodle a smiley face over your mistake. Jungkook smirked as he watched you work more willing to hold his tongue when his coffee was on the line.

And to your relief, the bell chimed as customers made their way in the bakery. You brushed past Jungkook, handing him his drink as you took your place at the register, effectively ending the conversation as you greeted the customer. He sighed but surrendered for now.

Jungkook has been pushing to give you self defense lessons since your first day at the bakery. While BTS made sure to keep an eye on you while investigating the Black Tips incident.

Jin got word that the men who ambushed Jungkook, were there for him in advance. And while they could assume the leek came from one of Sylvia's men if not the trafficker himself, no one has found out why Jungkook would be a target—not finding any leads from the Black Tips themselves.

Jungkook was nervous, he was used to their being a target on his back, but no one had ever had the guts to aim for it before. And while he got away that night, he hated knowing he dragged you into this mess. He couldn't stand the thought of you being in danger of helping him. He needed to know you could protect yourself if you somehow ended up on your own.

Jungkook took a quick sip of his coffee, trying to keep his face neutral despite the incense sweetness that attacked his tongue. While it was true, he favored a sweeter drink like a caramel macchiato in the afternoons; he preferred something stronger like a plain coffee with one cream and two sugars in the morning.

Not to mention the amount of syrup you used to decorate his drinks when you failed at latte art was enough to give him a cavity. Jungkook couldn't bring himself to complain, though.

He liked the gesture of you taking the effort to make him a cup every morning too much. He smiled to himself as he grabbed his backpack and headed to his morning classes.

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The bakery had a steady flow of customers that morning, and the constant work kept you busy enough to keep your mind from wandering during your shift. But as you got off that afternoon to head to your classes, you couldn't help but dwell on the thoughts you tried your hardest to avoid.

It has been two weeks since you talked to Hobi.

Well really talked to him, he still sent you text every evening to check-in that you were safe, and you were guilty of doing the same if you ever heard too many police sirens or gunshots in the night.

But check in's aside this was the longest you had gone without seeing him since your friendship started.

You missed his unannounced arrivals at night where the two of you would eat junk food and put on movies only to talk over them, or when he would call you to come downstairs to help him test drive a car, and you would beg for mercy on your life as he sped down winding, back roads blasting the music so loud you felt the bass dance in your bones.

You struggled to focus on your lectures through the afternoon, before finally settling for mindlessly taking notes and hoping you could piece together the information on your own later.

You had a test in one of your classes two days from now and planned on grabbing lunch on campus and staying at the library late into the evening to prepare, but you couldn't see yourself focusing by then either.

You decided to go to the gym after your last lecture.

Your university had a free gym for students on campus, and while you frequented the cardio exercise classes like Zumba, there was nothing quite like running till you can't think anymore on the treadmill or lifting weights to clear your head. You figured getting your frustration out with your workout would help you think more clearly with how you should approach the Hoseok situation.

After your lecture let out you made your trek across campus to head to the gym; it was around 4 pm that weird hour that wasn't quite afternoon but wasn't quite evening, where students that weren't in classes didn't know what to do with themselves and usually found themselves submitting the hour to Tick Tock in the Student Union, so the gym was relatively empty.

You were a frequent rule breaker and left your gym bag in your locker between visits, despite what the signs in the locker room ask, so you always had a change of clothes for when sparattically decided to workout.

You were quickly reminded why that was a rule when you opened the door to the musty scent of your dirty work out clothes. You were obviously in need of a fresh set.

You made a mental note to bring your gym bag home and bring back a fresh set next time you came to campus as you moved for the changing areas.

You scrunched your nose at the musty smell. Before reminding yourself, you were going to stink no matter what after your workout and forced yourself into the smelly electric blue compression leggings and sports bra it was one of your favorite sets the color made it look bold despite its minimalist design. Not to mention the leggings made your ass look great.

You weren't an athlete by any means growing up, but you took advantage of the resources provided to you when you started college determined to fight off the dreaded freshman 15.

You attended several workout classes with Daewon, and outside of classes, the two of you explored a majority of the equipment in the gym, watching a number of Youtube videos for guidance, and slowly the two of you formed a baseline work out routine that you still clung to today.

You weren't a regular at the gym, there was a time in your life where you attended Zumba weekly, between your afternoon classes, but the chaos of the last month of your life robbed you of that habit too. Other than Zumba, you mostly turned to the gym when you needed a sweaty distraction or when you were avoiding your schoolwork.

Your mind viewed working out as it did cleaning; it was productive enough to excuse you from doing your work without feeling like the quitter you were. It also meant you did it the most when you had a ton of studying to do.

You secured your hair into a quick but effective braid down your back, not bothering to check how nice it looked in the mirror before heading out on the gym floor.

You stretched quickly before hopping on a treadmill telling yourself you would put in a quick mile as a warm-up, putting your headphones in and allowing your mind to surrender to the music as you got your heart rate up a little.

Nine minutes later, you were walking out your cool down as you scanned the weights area, determining what looked the least crowded so you could get started without having to interact with anyone.

You settled for taking the vacant pulley machine and worked through your usual weight routine, focusing first on your biceps and then your chest. When your arms felt like they were equal parts on fire and made of jelly, and your mind fell into that pleasant, empty haze, you had mercy on yourself and moved to wipe the machine down.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror as you cooled down, and saw your face, chest, and upper arms were a splotchy red from the strain, and a layer of sweat coated your entire body.

You knew you weren't attractive when you worked out, but you always admired yourself a bit anyways.

You were flushed, your hair was frizzing along the edge, and strands of hair escaped from your braid and stuck out wildly in all directions.

All and all, you looked like the definition of a hot mess.

But you were proud of your body for serving you well. You were more aware of the strength in the muscle under your skin, the way they swelled or bulged from your arms wasn't feminine or delicate, but you found it beautiful nonetheless.

Taking a minute to rest, you mindlessly unlocked your phone and immediately found yourself opening your messages to Hoseok out of habit.

You hadn't checked in on him in two days, and you didn't respond to his text from this afternoon. Your thumb hovered over the screen hesitantly before you finally shut it off and tucked it back in your pocket.

You still didn't know if you wanted to avoid Hoseok or hug him and makeup.

You decided you weren't tired enough if you could still think about this.

You turned the music up on your headphones in an attempt to blast out the thoughts swirling in your mind and headed for the leg press machine. You did a quick circuit targeting your quads and inner thighs on a few of the machines before making your way to the Smith machine for assisted barbell squats.

You embraced the burn in your glutes as you locked the bar back in its holder after your first rep, rolling the stiffness out of your shoulders as you counted down from thirty.

You were never good at making yourself wait or rest between reps, and because of that, you were prone to fatigue yourself faster.

You took a moment to stretch your arms across yourself and roll your neck, focusing on how the tension left your body before you moved to settle the barbell once again across your shoulders.

You spread your legs abd centered your weight, and with a quick flick of your wrist, you released the bar from its holder, dropping the full weight onto your shoulders. You let your breath sizzle through your teeth as you squatted down, taking care to keep your knees from going out past your toes, so you targeted the right muscle group.

You stared at yourself in the mirror you were facing making sure you kept the correct form when a sudden movement from behind you caught your attention.

Your eyes flicked across the mirror to lock in on the reflection of no other than Jeon Jungkook.

You let your lips turn into a slight smirk through your panting as you watched his arm come to a stuttering stop mid hammer curl as you continued your squats. You watched his eyes observe the motion of your body, ignoring the warmth in your stomach as you took him in return.

Jungkook usually wore oversized clothes on a daily basis. You couldn't understand why now that you took him in in his muscle shirt that exposed the entirety of his beautiful arms.

For the first time, you took in the full extent of the artwork that decorated his right arm. The tattoo's dark ink dotted their way up to his arm and his back shoulder. The placments were spread out enough that it wasn’t quite a full sleeve, but you were certian it would be within a few years.

You always knew Jungkook was big, you could tell by his broad shoulders and a hint of muscle you saw when he tied his apron around his tiny waist, but you didn't realize the extent of his strength.

You drank in the sight of him now, the defined lines of the his triceps and bicepts. And his toned obliques you could peek slightly from the low cut of the arm hole of his shirt.

The guy could probably bench press you if he wanted to.

You smiled to yourself as you reached 10, and pushed to lock the barbell back in its holder. You hope Jungkook didn't notice how your knees shook slightly or that you locked the bar in the clamp lower than the one you were initially using. Your trembling legs were too weak to fully extend to the one level with your shoulders.

You bide your time rolling out your shoulders as you watch him through the mirror. The punk hadn't taken his eyes off your ass yet, and you smirked as you turned to face him.

"Something catch your eye, Kook?" You called him with a saccharine smile.

He blinked in his daze before clearing his throat and stammering, "Ella, oh nothing at all. I was just checking your form."

You raised an eyebrow, trying to hide your smile as you watched the blush crawl up his cheeks.

You tried not to let the thought of Jungkook checking you out in the gym get to you head. But it totally did, and you couldn't help but tease him more, "I hope you were pleased with what you saw."

His mouth curled into a smirk as he recovered and remembered himself, "I must say I was very impressed," he offered, and you smacked his arm as you sat on the other end of the bench, watching as he resumed his rep.

"I didn't know you came here," you started, he looked at you with a raised eyebrow as if asking, have you looked at me?

You scoffed, "I meant this gym stupid. I assumed your fancy mansion had its own gym in it. Jimin told me you guys trained there."

Trained for what? You didn't know.

Jungkook placed his weight on the ground before straightening, "Oh well, I come between classes to pass the time, beats traveling across town," he explained as he rolled out his shoulders.

Right, you remember him saying something about having evening lectures on Tuesday and Thursdays.

"How long until your class?"

He smiled, "Long enough to take you upstairs and teach you a thing or two," the shock must have been apparent on your face because he quickly amended, "Self defense! There's a bunch of mats upstairs for the kickboxing classes they have; I could show you a few things."

You sucked your teeth as you considered.

You had no reason to be hostile and say no, there was nothing wrong with being able to defend yourself.

At first, you were defensive because it made it all too real. You were worried knowing how to protect yourself would somehow drag you deeper into Jungkook's world, but you now realize you were in it, whether you were ready to be or not. It was best, safest, to be able to protect yourself.

"Alright, Jeon, but don't pull anything stupid," you warned as you got up and headed for the second level of the gym.

"Alright, we'll start simple," Jungkook started as he approached you, you were standing on the center of the mat in one of the boxing practice rooms. He was slowly pacing around you reminding you of a preditor looking at you as if you were his prey, you weren't going to lie it made you want to wrap your arms around yourself self contiously, but you held your ground and kept your hands at your side.

“I’m going to show you a handful of moves that you can use to get out of someoe grip if they try attacking you or grabbing you. Everything will be strictly offense.” he explained settling to stand infront of you.

You nodded along to confirm you understood.

“An important part of these moves is to get the guy down and then disengage no beat his ass. I think they’ll be super useful and be a bit more effective than throwing a shoe at someone.” He said with a smirk.

You smiled cheekily at him, “Hey don’t hate. You’re just jealous because you could never be as resourcful as I am.”

He rolled his eyes with a scoff before clapping his hands together and changing his stance, "I'll start by showing you how to get out of someone's grip if they grab you by your hair," he said, approaching you.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," you said quickly, putting your hands up in defense, "We don't play dirty, no hair pulling," you warned as you backed away.

Jungkook flashed a bunny smile in amusement, "Unfortunately, a lot of guys do. If I remember correctly that's exactly how they got you down the night you saved me” he teased, but hesitated as he saw your discomfort.

"Don't worry I'll be gentle I promise." he said softly as he approached you again raising his arm as if reaching for your braid.

You shook your head furiously, "Aren't we supposed to practice on you first?" you argued. "Ya know so that you can explain it better." you pushed trying to delay the inevitable. What have you gotten yourself into?

"Ella, I don't have a ponytail," he started, but your hand quickly shot for the back of his head, entangling your fingers in the soft waves and gripping them lightly. Jungkook let a sigh escape his lips as you tugged his head back slightly, and he had to blink to remember himself before he continued.

"Okay," he said breathlessly as he centered his weight, "A lot of people have the instinct to pull away or try to run, that won't work," he started.

"What you do is you swing your arm around up and over theirs, and pinch their elbow into the crook of yours and push down," he gently acted out his explanation.

You stumbled quickly, releasing your grasp on his hair as you felt pressure pushing your elbow opposite of how the joint naturally bends.

You promptly found yourself on your knees, your arm still trapped in his hold.

"Once you have them here, you can punch them and run," he said, throwing a mock punch at your face. You tried, and failed not to flinch.

"These moves don't require strength. You have to use surprise to your advantage and, most importantly, disengage and get away as soon as possible." He explained as he released you and helped you up.

"Now your turn," he reached for your braid, grabbing the part closest to the base of your skull and tugging slightly, but not enough to hurt.

You resisted the urge to try and pull out his grasp and swung your arm into an arch like he showed you tucking his elbow between yours before pushing down.

It was a little clumsy, and he didn't go down at first, but as you increased the pressure and shoved down a little harder, Jungkook released his grip on your hair and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Now punch me," he ordered through his teeth.

"I'm not-" he looked up at you defiantly, and you settled with a mocking air punch making a quite "Bam" as a sound effect before pulling away.

"I'm not comfortable hitting you," you said, twiddling your thumbs together.

Jungkook looked like he wanted to argue, but this was your first session, and he didn't want to get you too far out of your comfort zone.

He hoped you would be willing to show him what kind of punches you were packing later on down the road, maybe with boxing gloves so you would be more comfortable.

"Fine, but let's do it again to make sure you have the hang of it," he offered.

You ran the exercise again, each time Jungkook was careful not to pull your hair too hard, but he did start resisting a bit more to encourage you to move and fight more quickly. And while it should have taken you a little longer to get him to the ground each time you attacked with new vigor, making sure you moved fast enough that he couldn't resist too much.

Jungkook smiled at you as you hovered your fist in front of his face menisenly, your face stelled and set in concentration. After a few more rounds of grabbing your hair at various angles, the defensive move came naturally to you, and you got him on the ground successfully each time.

"Good, good, okay, let's move on," he said breathlessly as you helped him up from the ground.

"I'm going to teach you an easy one; it's what you do if a man grabs you around the wrist." He explained, walking closer.

"Grab my wrist, and grip it tight," he ordered.

You did as he instructed, although your fingers couldn't fully wrap around it.

If he moved to pull out of your grip, he could do it easily, but to your surprise, he didn't yank downwards like your dad always told you to do to get out of a man's grasp.

"You can yank and pull all you want, and that may get you out, but some guys will be able to just grip harder, and you're more at risk of injuring yourself," he explained, giving a light tug in your grasp.

"Instead, place your other hand on top of his to hold it down. Use the hand in their grasp to grip their wrist for a more secure hold. Then swing your arm in a large circle, grab their wrist, and push down."

You stumbled with a gunt as he followed through with his actions, using his free hand to hold yours against his wrist, and wrapping his captured hand around your wrist as he swung his arm in a large arc, effectively taking your arm and positioning at an awkward angle behind you before shoving you forward and onto your knees.

Jungkook was careful not to push too hard to hurt you, but the discomfort was inevitable.

"Alright, then you push him down and disengage, do not try to keep hold of a man that's bigger than you. Safety always comes first run if you can," he explained before releasing your hand and helping you up.

"This move is a good one because it doesn't require strength. You're stronger than I thought you were, but guys still have weight and height to their advantage." Jungkook explained as he reached for your wrist, effectively circling his fingers around it to the point where his thumb and middle finger overlapped.

You tried not to smile to yourself at the thought of Jungkook recognizing your strength. You never liked to be considered delicate.

Jungkook once again explained the maneuver walking you through each step and critiquing your hand placement before you were ready to try it in real-time.

You tried the maneuver on him swinging his arm before pushing him to the ground, and while he resisted the pressure, you smiled in victory as he fell to his knees.

"That was good, but a bit quicker, the surprise is a contributing factor, anyone who's expecting it can get out of it," he offered. He drilled you on the process a few more times, making sure you moved in one fluid motion instead of initiating it step by the step before ordering you to try with your non-dominant hand.

It was your third try with your non-dominant hand when things went wrong.

You grew a little vicious moving faster so you could get him down before he had time to react or resist, and you shoved a bit harder. He fell to his knees with a harsh thud, but it was the way that he desperately yanked his wrist out of your grip with a sharp cry that set off red flags in your head.

"Jungkook," you cried, falling on your knees next to him to see him cradling his arm to his chest.

"It's fine," he said through his teeth. You glared as you reached for his hand, remembering that it was the same wrist he injured three weeks prior when he got jumped.

"Oh, you idiot, where is your brace?" you demanded as you inspected the swollen appendage.

He didn't respond, only smiled at you sheepishly. "Have you been lifting weights without it? Have you let it rest at all?" you demanded as you got up, pulling him up with you and dragging him out the boxing area, you had claimed.

You continued to lecture him and gripe under your breath as you dragged him, by the good wrist, down the stairs, and through the gym to the ice machine where you wrapped a few cubes of ice into a wad of paper towels.

"Here idiot," you offered grumpily.

"Is this how you talk to all your patients, Doctor?" he asked mockingly as he took the makeshift ice pack.

Bedside manner was something you were going to have to work on in med school.

You get easily frustrated when people blatantly ignore doctors' orders and further jeopardize their health. If you have liver problems, stop drinking. If you have lung problems, don't smoke. If you have an injured wrist, put it in a damn brace and don't lift weights or pick fights with people.

You told him as much as you watched him ice it for a few minutes though the action did little to help the swelling go down.

"Are you mad at me?" Jungkook asked softly, not quite looking at you.

He peeked up to see your eyes soften a bit at the question, "I'm not mad, just a little frustrated. You're my friend, and I don't want to see you hurt. Especially since I was the one that hurt you," you explained, reaching to brush his sweaty bangs behind his ears.

Jungkook tried to ignore how his chest tightened at the simple action, "It was my fault, you were only doing what I told you to do." he offered, not wanting you to feel responsible for his stupidity.

You didn't look up at him, instead focusing down on his wrist, turning and angling it in a way that you could better check the swelling.

"I have supplies at home, I could wrap it if you like?" you offered

"I'm really fine. It doesn't even- yah! Okay," he hissed as you applied light pressure to it. You smiled in victory, and the two of you parted ways briefly to grab your bags before meeting back up. Jungkook drove to school, so you didn't have to worry about catching the bus.

It was a quick drive from campus to your apartment, Jungkook nimbly avoided the traffic of main roads by cutting through neighborhoods you didn't even know connected.

"You know this city like the back of your hand, don't you?" you asked, surprised by how quickly you were pulling into your apartment complex.

"It comes with the job," he said with a shrug.

You didn't know what 'the job' was. If it was driving a getaway car or dealing drugs, or... you couldn't even think up other possibilities.

You couldn't muster up the courage to ask him as you made your way up the stairs to your door. A brown and black cat with bright green eyes waited outside your door, meowing impatiently as you approached.

"That's Jeremy," you introduced as you bent down to give him pets. Jungkook smiled at the ridiculously human name for a cat.

"He's a stray, but I leave food out for him. Hoseok won't let me bring him in the apartment. ‘Says he'd trash the place," you explained as you grabbed the little bowl you left outside your door and unlocked your apartment.

"But he's so cute, how can you resist?" he questioned giving the cat some pets himself.

"I know!" you whined, setting the now filled bowl of cat food back on the ground. "I'm thinking about getting him a collar, though, just to make sure animal control doesn't come to scoop him up," you said offhandedly.

"I say you just let him move in, fuck Hoseok. We're mad at him anyway, right?" Jungkook said jokingly.

You laughed along as you made your way to the living room area, "Take a seat," you ordered, gently pointing to the couch, "I'll go grab my first aid kit."

Jungkook sat down immediately, sinking into the worn brown couch as he inspected the apartment. It wasn't quite a studio, the entire front area was open to what was the kitchen, dining room, and living room, but there was a door that gave the bedroom some privacy, and another door that leads to what he assumed was the bathroom.

The apartment wasn't dirty, but it was well lived in.

The front was slightly crowded, the entertainment center and the coffee table in front of the couch were nearly touching. You had two bean bags stacked in the corner next to the sofa, probably for when you had more guests. And there was an array of fuzzy blankets draped over the couches and piled next to the bean bag chairs.

The one window next to the door had various potted plants scatted in front of it and a few were hanging from ropes in the ceiling.

Most of them looked the be herbs and cacti. Jungkook could tell by the way sprouts were missing their leaves that you most likely cooked with them.

The natural smell of the plants scented the air with a mild and refreshing spice scent of mint, basil, and rosemary. But the strongest scent came from the pot of wild lavender that was placed next to the couch. The floral scent put him at ease naturally and reminded him of the time Jin put lavender drops in his diffuser when he complained about having a hard time sleeping.

The kitchen was small, the cabinet doors were on crooked hinges, and perhaps had chipped paint, but you had taped little slivers of miss-matched scrapbook paper over the worst spots. And the look was pleasantly charming. There was no counter space, but he saw a small card table in the corner with a knife block and cutting board on it that you must use for your prep station when your cooking.

The dining room table had three miss-matched chairs, but the little cushions on them somehow tied the whole look together and made it seem like a matching set.

Everything looked thrifted and worn, but the little touches you added, the cushions and pillows on the couch, the small tapestry of cacti Jungkook was pretty sure every college girl ordered for her dorm room, and the fairy lights that lined the living room walls made the place feel cozy and homey.

He could see a little part of you in every piece of the apartment, and because of that he immediately felt at ease, and at home in it. He imagined you and Hoseok must spend many nights in the cozy room, cooking dinner together, or having long movie nights.

He couldn’t help but slip himself into the fantasy and wondered if there would ever be a day where this apartment would be a familiar comfort. If he would know the story of how you got those chairs or where the photos pinned to the refrigerator door were taken.

You were thankful that the front of your apartment was at least presentable with the surprise company. Your room was a train wreck you planned to keep hidden. After digging through your closet for your first aid kit, you cleared your coffee table of its mess of textbooks and flashcards and set your first aid kit on top. Jungkook's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he took in the size of the kit. It looked fit for an EMT.

You detoured to the kitchen, first grabbing an ice pack out the freezer and handing it to him.

"You might have strained it a little while you were driving, I want as much swelling as possible to go down before I wrap it," you explained.

Before you ruffled through the kit, moving several tools, Jungkook didn't quite know the purpose for, until you grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen. "Take this for the swelling," you ordered, handing him a cup of water.

"Thanks, I'm sorry to put you through the trouble," he said sheepishly.

"No, I don't mind." you amended. And it was true, helping people like this, easing their pain and making them more comfortable was something you took pride in doing.

You could feel the approaching awkward silence, and you took the chance to ask the question that was nagging at the back of your head.

"So earlier you said knowing the city 'comes with the job' what do you do? Ya know, for BTS?" you asked hesitantly as you pushed back at the cuticle of your thumb. You were lucky not to have a nail-biting habit, but you did have a habit of pushing back your cuticles when you got fidgety.

"Oh umm, it kinda changes over time, the inner circle has responsibilities and such, but our duties are pretty ambiguous. We don't have assigned jobs like Armys do.." Jungkook said hesitantly.

You looked at him expectantly, and he continued, "Like Suga Hyung is head of surveillance, but he also does investigations and fieldwork and such. And Jin Hyung is head of intelligence, but he also does a lot of the business for BulletProof, and he completely runs Sugar Daddy. Jimin is our arsonist, but he can fight, and deal, and do a lot of things really," he said, rambling.

"I'm sorry, did you just say Jimin is an arsonist?" you asked in disbelief. Jungkook looked at you, shocked but nodded.

"He's really good at science stuff, that's why he bakes so good." Jungkook offered as an explanation.

You think back to the chemistry lectures you had to sit through every time Jimin taught you a new recipe. It made sense, but you were still surprised. You would expect something like arson to be more in V's field with the crazy look in his eyes.

"Okay, but you still haven't told me what you do," you pushed.

At this point, Jungkook's ice pack was starting to drip, and you were probably good to wrap his wrist, but you were too caught up in better understanding BTS and everything that they do.

Jungkook huffed out a nervous laugh, "I do lots of stuff. When I first started, I was dealing. I worked my way up to more of the pharmaceuticals and medical-grade stuff. I mostly sold insulin or other simple medicines like that. The pharmacy industry is way corrupt, and poor people need meds too, ya know?" he rambled.

You nodded in agreement. Pharmaceuticals and health care expenses were something you were continually challenging your teachers on in your ethics class. You hated becoming a doctor knowing health care was a business people monopolized in Alcorn.

"I've helped Suga with surveillance some I really like that. I'm studying software engineering to get better at it. I think I'm faster at hacking than Suga is at this point, but don't tell him I said that. I've also just kind of been the muscle for the inner circle. When RM and Jin have meetings, I always go as back up. I lead training sessions and help teach new recruits how to fight, too." he went on.

Jungkook didn't want to tell you the other reason why he went to meetings.

For some reason, he felt like telling you he's the heir of BTS wouldn't sit with you well. To know that he was training to be a crime lord and was minoring in business so he could perfect the art of embezzlement and make network connections while taking classes with the next generation of Alcorn's businessmen and investors.

He didn’t want to talk about how BTS had a timeline of working its way out the gang scene of the Westside and worm their way into the upper East. RM runs BTS more like a mafia, a family with limitless assets and connections, depending more on his and Jin's charm and connections than violence and brute force to make business deals.

Jungkook also didn't know how to tell you or any of his hyungs that he didn't want to be rich.

He knows he's in no position to complain, he's been living a life of luxury since he was 15, but he knows that money isn't being distributed equitably to Army and other lower ranks of BTS.

RM always reminds Jungkook, it's not their responsibility to share evenly with all of BTS. There would be no assets, no way to recruit more members, no comfort for everyone if they did.

There is nothing to keep Army from climbing their way up the ranks in BTS. RM has the baseline standard of ensuring everyone's needs are met; they have a home and a job. What they chose to do with their potential after that is up to them. You get out of BTS, what you give.

And Jungkook understands that, but he still can't shake the feeling of unease from his chest. That BTS could be using their power and influence, not to invade the markets of the upper East, but instead to make the Westside a better place.

He knew he was stupid for having dreams of non-profits and housing reforms, but he can't keep those feelings from nagging at him from the back of his mind.

Jungkook's rambling fell quiet, and you could see the conflict on his face. Maybe you were pushing for too much too soon. Maybe BTS expected things from Jungkook that he was ashamed of like Hoseok was ashamed.

"I shouldn't have asked," you said, reaching for his hands.

"No, it's okay. It's just more complicated then I realized," he explained as he watched you wipe the water from the ice pack off his arm.

You dug through the first aid kit for some gauze and butterfly strips, "I'm sorry if it's a little tight. I'm a low on gauze, "you said as you started wrapping the bandage, taking care to make sure his hand was set in the proper position.

The two of you fell into small talk as you started to work.

You talked about your classes, what your favorite pastry was at Sugar Daddy. He asked you about where you were from and whether or not you missed your home.

And it was an answer you always struggled to give, because while a piece of you always yearned to be home, to talk in your native tongue, and see your family. You know you could never bring yourself to return home. Alcorn has rooted itself so firmly in you; you don't think you'll ever leave.

You found yourself losing track of time, as you told him stories of the funny cultural differences between your home and Kros. And too soon you noticed the sun had set in your window.

"Jungkook, you missed your class," you exclaimed as you remembered he was only at the gym for a short break.

He flashed his bunny smile as he chuckled, "I missed both of them, but I don’t mind. But I probably should head home soon. I have a ton of homework, and you mentioned you have a test in two days." he said with a sigh. Being such a responsible adult was such a burden sometimes.

He wanted nothing more, but to talk with you more for hours into the night and morning.

"Of course, sorry for keeping you so late, and sorry for the shitty bandage job. I really need to go get more gauze." you rambled nervously as you got up to accompany him on the three-foot walk it takes to get from the couch to your door.

You barely had enough gauze to properly wrap around his wrist, you had to get creative and use tape and butterfly bandaids to stretch across the bits of fabric that doesn’t meet to secure it together.

"It's fine, it's fine," he amended as he laughed nervously, "besides, I have my brace in the car," he admitted nervously—his uninjured hand traveling to rub the back of his neck.

You stared at him in fake outrage, "You had your brace this whole time? Why did you-"

"I wanted to hang out with you," he said, shyly effectively putting your overdramatic reaction to a halt as you flushed.

"Well then ask to grab a coffee or watch a movie, don't waste my precious medical supplies." you teased as you opened the door for him.

His eyes lit up in response as he turned back to face you.

"So would you? Want to hang out again sometime?" he asked his doe eyes shining so bright you swear it was an ability he actively abused.

"I'll have to check my calendar, but I think I can manage to squeeze it in, but first, we should both get through test week," you said, trying to keep a cool tone.

Jungkook’s nose scrunched slightly as he flashed you a bunny toothed smile, and you couldn’t contain your own as he wished you a good night and heading home.

You watch from your door as he made his way down the stairs and to his car. Jungkook turned and looked at you over his shoulder three times as he made the descent, flashing you a small smile and wave each time he did.

Finally, he made it to his car giving one final wave before he buckles in his pulled out of sight. You moved to close the door sighing as you added Jeon Jungkook to the list of confusing emotions spiraling through your life.

You felt a soft nudge and looked down to see Jeremy meowing at you, demanding more food as if he didn't have a full bowl next to him.

You should be scoffing at the audacity of this cat, but instead, Jeon Jungkook has you smiling softly over the memory of how he bent down and gave the kitty some pets while still in his workout clothes from before. The juxtaposition of his tone tattooed arm petting Jeremy’s soft fur would haunt you in the back of your mind for a while.

Jeremy meowed at you again, and you sighed, reaching for his bowl. "Get in here," you called and watched as Jeremy happily trotted into the house.

And you smiled proudly to yourself as you watched the kitty explore his new home, sniffing at your lavender plant with piqued interest.

Fuck Hoseok's rules, You have a pet cat now.

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#bts fic #jungkook x reader #bts gang au #btsghostie #bangtanhq #bangtanscenery #btsbookclub #btsguild #bts mafia au #gangster jungkook #gangster yoongi #gangster hoseok #ganagster jimin #no harm list

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jay-wells-writes · 3 years

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Training (Giles x plus size reader)

Oh my Dear Boudoir Anon, it took some time but I have something for you! and let me tell you that I hate it lmao. Like I love how the end went, but I am unsure about the beginning. BUT I am my worst critic right? Regardless I hope that you enjoy the story hun.

Gif taken from internet, credit to the maker

It was hard to believe that in the year you moved to Sunnydale you made friends with a group of college students that fought monsters. Of course you made a mistake and hadn’t taken the warning your roommates had told you, about not going out at night. So your first night in a new town and you almost became vampire food. Naturally after being saved you became friends with the group of students known as the Scooby Gang.

You knew nothing of fighting or monsters so you mainly stayed back at the Magic shop and did research for the group and ran the shop when Giles went out with them. Even if you couldn’t be a great fighter like Buffy, you still asked to be trained and Buffy gave that job to Giles. You should have known she would give the job to Giles, but when you learned it was him you quickly made excuses not to train. You couldn’t help but feel like it would be a waste of his time. And it didn't take Giles long to corner you and find out what the problem was.

"I just don't want to waste your time."

"I do not see me making sure you are safe as a waste of my time."

"Giles, take a look at me and then at the group. When you figure it out then come find me."

You hadn't even turned around before Giles was commenting back.

"How does your weight have anything to do with this?"

"It didn't dawn when I first asked that it would take years to train me. I am so out of shape."

Suddenly Giles was walking you backwards as he removed his glasses to clean them. A move you learned he does when he is frustrated or annoyed.

"Your size has nothing to do with this, we start off small. We work you towards a goal then make another. Right now I would be happy if you just knew how to shoot a crossbow or any other type of weapon."

Nodding your head once you took a deep breath as you looked into his eyes.

"Alright Giles. Let's do this."

True to his word Giles started you off on weapons, while also teaching you simple stretches to help loosen your muscles. After about three months, to your surprise, you had become very skilled with a bow. You couldn’t help but be slightly disappointed that through all the training you hadn’t lost much weight. But soon you and the others started to notice that parts of your body were becoming firmer. And naturally you started to gain more confidence.

Coming through the back of the shop you looked around and saw that you were alone. Thinking that Giles was in the front you set down your things and removed your jacket so that you could start on your stretches. Getting lost in your thoughts you realized you had gone through your whole warm up routine and Giles still hadn’t showed up. Grabbing a bottle of water you headed to the front to see what was going on. A quick look around the shop showed that he wasn’t busy and when you turned to the right you saw him sitting at a table with his head in the books. You knew that Giles wasn’t someone you wanted to sneak up on, so as you made your way to him you made sure to speak loudly.

“A new big bad show up that I didn’t know about?”

Turning quickly in his seat Giles turned to look at you. Just like he did anytime he was off on time Giles looked at his watch before he took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes.

"No. No new big and bad. I just got a new shipment of books in and I got caught up on reading."

Leaning against the table next to him you tried to look at the title but Giles was quick to cover it. Because you had been used to rough housing with Xander you automatically reach across him to grab the book. Not even thinking about it as you reached across him, your chest ended up in his face. It didn't dawn on you at first but when you felt Giles breath on your chest you remembered that your workout outfit had changed from baggy clothes to sweatpants and a form fitting tank top. That gave Giles a birds eye view down your shirt.

Trying not to pull more attention to an already embarrassing situation you slowly pulled back to your original position, and acted as Giles face wasn't just in your chest.

"Why are you hiding the title Giles?"

Standing up and gathering the book and a couple other things Giles began to walk towards the back as he stuttered slightly over his words.

"The book is… well it's about…. You know it really isn't that important. "

"Well we both know that's a lie. If it wasn't you wouldn't have hidden it's cover." Stopping suddenly you couldn't help but place your hands on your hips. "Giles! Are you reading porn?"

Spinning around quickly Giles gave you a brief fish out of water expression before he answered.

"I beg your pardon! I would not read porn at the shop! NOT that, that's what it is."

Deciding to pick on him some more you couldn't help but smile as you walked towards him.

"You were so reading porn. Just count yourself lucky it was me that found you and not someone like Xander."

Nodding his head in agreement you heard Giles mumble something about "Never hearing the end of it." Before he snapped back to the present and to you. "The book isn't about porn, but fae magic. Of course I should have known there would have been a descriptive chapter on the not so innocent parts of fae's."

"Ohh does it have pictures?"

"No it doesn't have pictures! I really don't feel we need to be having this conversation."

"Why?"

"Well because you are a young adult and I am your senior."

"Keyword there Giles, adult. I may be younger than you but I am an adult."

If you hadn't been looking at Giles face you would have missed the way his eyes shot down to your chest before quickly looking back up. Even though you pretended not to notice you could help but feel your heart racing at the look Giles had given you. Taking his glasses off, Giles rubbed his eyes and muttered something that sounded like "Yes, how could I forget." Before you could ask him to clarify what he had said Giles was holding his hand, that held his glasses out, as he spoke louder.

"Yes well. Shall we start your training?"

Training felt different today, at first you tried to chalk it up to finally learning some basic defense moves. That the tension was because of you both being in close proximity, but after about 20 minutes you began to realize it was because of what had happened earlier. Until today you never thought about Giles in any way, other than a teacher. Yet you couldn't help but realize how firm his body was for a man his age, how his voice sounded as he spoke softly into your ear, or how he smelled like the incense he sold at the shop. You weren't given any time to really think about it though because teaching weapons was different then hand to hand and this Giles was a bit stricter and he didn't give breaks as often as weapons training. Luckily you got a small break when Giles was called to the front of the store.

Sitting down on the mat you worked on stretching as you watched Giles walking away. You knew the tension was because of earlier and your mind was telling you to let it go. That it was a fluke but your body was telling you something completely different. It has been a while since anyone has shown interest in you. And even though what happened at the table was an accident, his second look and the comment he had made hadn’t been. Age was never an issue for you, in fact you actually liked your men older and you told yourself when you first met Giles that you wouldn't mind a night with him. The question was though, was there anything there or were you just imagining there was?

By the time Giles had gotten back you figured out that you were going to play a little and see what happens. That if he hadn't been interested he wouldn't have taken a second look.

"Sorry about that, sometimes I question myself on having Anya helping out."

Chuckling you stood up as Giles made his way back to the middle of the room.

"I have no answer and even if I did I would plead the fifth."

Smiling Giles moved so that he stood behind you. Standing closer he lowered his voice as he moved to place you in the hold you had been working on before being called.

"If you had an answer and pleaded the fifth I have ways on getting it from you."

That sentence alone almost had you wondering if Giles had put a spell on you to read your mind. And he almost caused you to slip up and fall when he tried to take you down. Instead you planted your feet and shifted the way he had told you. Grabbing his arm you stood behind him and twisted it upwards.

"You can't get nothing if I am the one that's got a hold on you."

Suddenly in what felt like a second Giles had himself out of the hold and was once again standing behind you. With both of your hands pinned in one of his behind your back while his other arm was around your neck.

"Never assume to have the upper hand. Anytime you do that you end up in a position you can't get out of."

"I don't know. I think I can get out of this."

If you were asked about it later you would blame it on his quick breathing in your ear, or how your bodies were even closer together. But having guts, you never had before, you turned your hand slightly and placed an open balm on Giles upper thigh. You could feel him jump a bit, but he didn't release his hold. Instead of moving your hand any more you pushed your ass into Giles as your nails dug slightly into his thigh. You could feel his breath change as he brought his face closer to yours.

"I am not sure this is a good way to get out of a hold."

Tilting your head back you couldn't help but close your eyes.

"Oh I wouldn't try this with just anyone."

You couldn’t help but shiver when Gile's voice turned slightly darker in tone.

"I should hope not. But please, tell me what you would do if someone was you in this type of hold."

Releasing your hands Giles brought his arm around your waist while he brought the arm around your neck back so that his hand now rested on your neck.

"Who's to say I would want to get out of this hold?"

Just as you started to move your hand that was still on his thigh. Giles let out the breath he had been holding before pushing into you with his upper body. In a couple of steps he had you at the wall. Using the hand on your hip he turned you around and pressed you into the wall. Using the hand he had around your neck he tilted your head and brought his face towards yours.

"I am very close to casting a spell to see who you really are."

Resting your hands on his chest you couldn't help but run them up and down.

"I will submit to any spell you want. Just to prove I am not under any spell."

"Then what game are you playing."

"No games. Just after earlier I had to see if I was imagining things."

"You mean when you put your chest into my face?"

Laughing you shook your head as you brought one hand down to his waist.

"No. Not then. That was an accident. I am talking about when you took that second look. If you hadn't done that I would have acted like nothing happened."

Almost on que Giles looked down at the top of your breast, while his fingers danced across the top of them.

"I guess having them so close to my face made me realize how beautiful they were and I couldn't help but look again."

For some reason your insecurities came pushing forward and you said the first thing that came to mind.

"There is nothing beautiful on me."

Almost instantly the hand around your neck tightened and Giles pushed his body into yours.

"You are NEVER to say anything like that again. Do you hear? Never again."

Reaching up you lightly touched his hand as you spoke quietly.

"Giles, I am only saying things that have been said to me. And it's okay, it's the facts of life."

You didn't think Giles could get any closer but he did. Slipping a leg between yours he made sure he had your full attention.

"Fools, the whole lot of them. You are beautiful y/n. Not just your breast, but all of you. And if I am being completely honest, I was looking at you way before today. Today is just the first time I am admitting it to myself."

You knew there was no fighting Giles on this so you just smiled as you ran your fingers down his cheek.

"So what do we do now?"

Grinning down at you Giles quickly moved you so that you were pressed into his back once again. While his breath tickled your ear.

"Right now we are doing nothing. You on the other hand, need to get out of this hold. And if you can do it without any tricks……. Let's just say I have some ideas on rewards."

#buffy the vampire slayer #rupert giles #Giles x reader

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some-gryfindor-ranter · 3 years

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Has much I love to rant about Snape, I give credit and you know what

Albus Dumbledore was WAY worse then him. That even SNAPE called him out on it.

Why I think he's worse well to put it simple everything was planed I mean EVERYTHING. How Harry was abused by relatives how Harry was the only one that found out information. I mean any kid would be curious and yet only Harry and the gang were the ones who were able to do ALL of this and in the end of most the saving grace Albus comes last minute.

He was raising Harry which he KNEW Harry was Voldemort horcrux. Hes smart he is well known to be smart and powerful, he hangs around Harry and get him to tell him everything.

So some information and a little warning ⚠️. This does have a little about abuse, and I know abuse from my own past at least some reactions.

Now I gave a warning for the first start also known as the beginning and where Harry lost his parents. Why didn't his parents get more protection I mean obviously they were loved and the order of phoenix was around seeing both Lily and James were a part of the group. Yet they couldn't stay at the castle? Couldn't go out of country? I mean if I went into hiding I wouldn't be near the the area at all. And seeing how the potters were so wealthy, but keep note Albus is the one that gave the suggestion of a secret keeper. And how about Neville parents why didn't THEY get more protection either I mean there were two families that could have it only two it would be simple to get them to a more safe area. Yet thanks to a rat they were killed and didn't the order knew how the mauraders were shifters by then? How about in the book Sirius DID try to take Harry before he went and attack Peter, but was denied by Hagrid telling him how Albus wanted Harry. Yea it all started there.

Hary abuse: Harry abuse is very apprent between each beginning of the book but you get the most information about it in the very first book/movie. Now while the movie shows some Harry abuse was a lot more serve then was first shown. Harry was starved no money was spent on him, Dudley a lot of times was told to go on "Harry hunting" and how one of Dudley friend would hold Harry still while Dudley punch him. Or how it was also noted the fact Vernon told dudley to use the fire place fire stick on Harry when he didn't get the mail. So he was both mentally by physically abused, he everything on his own and everything he was told in the while it was beaten into him not ask questions. He was publicly shamed several times, he talked about more of a object then a person. Key note you know Vernon sister well she drowned puppies if they weren't "perfect" or how Harry was bitten by her main dog. It was a miracle that Harry survived at all or even turned out more light as he had. BUT it does form him into doing everything head down which is very easily taken advantage of. Minerva told that these were the worse kind of people to give Harry too. He did it, which btw is a form of kidnapping but he knew they would be abusive. By Minerva own words "you KNOW these are the worst" he knew he was giving Harry a abusive household and it was all to shape Harry for the future.

1ft year: Harry first year, he was biast against Slytherins tho Draco did not help at all seeing he reminds Harry of Dudley. But the fact Albus let Hagrid pick up Harry now I love Hagrid he's absolutely a sweet heart but he is a loose lips. And sending him on a mission while picking up Harry? Then his grand speech and how he says no one is allowed certain places then only have 1 person watching the floor? How Harry just so happen to get his dad cloak WHICH he got from albus how albus just so happen to get it and then gave it too a first year. How no one once again was watching over the stone or better yet watching the mirror. How Harry shows signs of abuse, or better yet how about the punishment with the woods. During a time we knew something bad is going on after the troll? Everything seem to guide Harry, what's even better somehow dumbledore knows everything that has happened but he wasn't at the school?. How he hestait on the socks we all know that's not what he wanted. This year and second he focus on getting Harry trust between Ron speaking all good about him and how Harry was raised not to ask questions.

2nd year: In his second year Ginny was slip with very powerful very dark magic and was possessed. How the fact no teacher no other person manage to find out how what creature it was ESPECIALLY AFTER IT PETRIFIED A GHOST a ghost yet not a single person just Hermione finds out what it was. Or how no one asked the last victim of the creature I mean the girl was right in the bathroom everyone knows her and the timing was there she died when the last time the chamber was open. Harry then with Ron and the sorry excuse of a professor get into the chamber. Harry also in this year also get students turned against him while he himself is friends with muggleborns and halfbloods along with purebloods yet the school has a habbit a horrible habbit turning on Harry and no one not the teachers not any other students standing up. Where is the great Dumbledore well he's just gone again like Harry first year. Worse the fact is once Harry is fighting the snake ALONE just somehow Albus phoenix knew where to go? Just somehow in LAST MINUTE saves harry and destory the eye sight. The Phoenix only listens to albus, seeing that a couple times too. And to show up with the Hat along side it all of this happen when Harry and Ron told no one their plan. Yet somehow the bird comes and save Harry along with said Hat with the sword and the hat doesn't speak which is weird. I mean first how did they know that Harry was there second when Harry does come back and tell him what happened Albus only smiles THATS ALL!?. The sword is now laced with the vemon, but I'll talk that about it later.

3rd year: It's been noted that Sirius NEVER got a trail never got anything of the sort but he was guilty base on how he was found laughing and "admitting". Albus with his way too many titles does have one that speaks very load "Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot" why I mention that one well that title has a very interesting The Chief Warlock was the title seeing if one is given to the wizard that presided over the Wizengamot, overseeing parliamentary affairs and court procedures.

MEANING he could have easily have gotten Sirius a trail, not only that is the fact he helped sirius through out the order of phoenix. When Sirius does come back he knew how Hermione and Harry went back in time that was noted how in times he would block somewhere so the two were like in the nurses area how he distracts Fudge but he then had no idea which gives off more of feeling how he knew Sirius was inocent yet never did anything. I mean he doesn't ask ANYTHING but suddenly let Sirius join back in the order? I mean look directly there was a truth potion or the trio memories that would prove Sirius to be innocent. Yet HE STILL DOESNT DO IT letting Black count on him to keep him hidden. He has the power, he has the proof no rat needed and yet Sirius was still a criminal? Yes well no not in law form seeing you would need a trail but point is he built himself to be trusted more by Harry and the order after all he did "save" Sirius and now help hide him. Yea no, that was very much plan even if it was in a fast paste it was very clear how much of it was plan.

4th year: The great Goblet of fire, how Albus never figure out how his BEST FRIEND was being off and well not his friend at all, how Harry was forced into a killing Contest. Harry 4th year was just awful between everything I mean do I have to say? How no one check the chains on the dragon how everything went on EVEN THO IT IS SHOWN SOMETHING IS WRONG?! Like there was no questions how the dragon escape I mean that's a huge point hey something up and we need to do more to get security if that wasn't enough how about the attacks. How Albus just leaves Harry to deal with everything Harry was alone beside Hermione I mean every time he tried to reach out for Sirius just somehow Sirius on a mission? How afterwards no one demanded too look into why Cedric dies I mean the killing curse leaves no marks it was very clear how he died. I mean did no one wanted to look into this and just blame Harry? Why wasn't there anything done? AGAIN ALBUS shows he knows Mad eye is not mad eye along with everything on how calm his reactions are. I mean one can be blinded but I mean he seemed so okay. The castle would have alerted with the wards around the school there is no way absolutely non for how smart Dumbledore is which was a consistent note through out the years is how smart Albus is. And this book goes on how close Mad eye is too albus. The 4th year was showing and confirming even more how the fact Harry connection to Voldemort. And the beginning of the war.

5th year and the rest of years: The darker part is so then harry would be broken he would count only on the certain people one of them is Hagrid and who is Hagrid most loyal to ALBUS. It would be so easy, Harry has no one, not a single person would realize Harry being used as a tool. For this Harry needs to isolated beside people who would not question Albus such as Ron, Hermione (especially her) the weasleys, Remus (for obvious reasons I mean werewolfs don't get any rights). Sirius needed to die, so what better then to get Harry tricked which he knew Voldemort can get into Harry head and yet did nothing but have Snape "help" (I still don't think he helped out there but at least he was planing on killing a kid.) But did nothing to stay around to talk to Harry more about it did nothing and tell Harry of the information. He needed to kill Sirius beacuse he was a threat he was letting Harry make his OWN choices he was on HARRY side not light or dark. But he was under Albus thumb and albus crushed it, destroying Harry even more. Harry through out the books mention how fine he was with dying and accepts it but Sirius actually brings in a new light along with Remus. It would be the very few times he was so excited about something and actually have hope. Hope makes people want to live, hope could bring up confidence, HOPE makes people question and think. Albus had to crush it, what a better way then not prepare Harry enough for a trap that was set up. Aka while it was Trix that killed Sirius but that doesn't mean it wasn't plan seeing apprently Sirius was sent on SEVERAL missions.

Killing Harry was the plan as soon from the beginning and Albus had this so then he could get more power for "greater good". Even HIS OWM BROTHER has mention how Albus sacrifice so much to gain power. Albus life was full of using people from and right, he keeps everyone who did question him far away. Albus full goal was to gain power using Harry. He's not light, he's just using that title in truth he manipulative and is on his own road.

Now as for if Ron and Hermione was a part of this well I have no idea.

Here I'm just repeating my rant sorry but honestly I just re read ALL the books and the watched the movies and mmMMMMm.

"Hagrid did you open the chambers"

Hagrid under the potion: "no"

"Okay you are free to go"

SO SIMPLE. And how about revealing Tom riddle name I mean how come no one tells everyone how TOM IS A HALFBLOOD. That would make him loose so much support. But now but that wouldn't give Albus control or power. He just needed to tell the right info but not all to only certain people. I mean that's more proven when Credric dies, you can go to Harry memories see Voldemort has infact come back and how Cedric did die. But once again he let the school and the full Wizarding world turn their back on Harry breaking even more trust. Then get the kids to turn on people what's better then let a Pink frog in and ABUSE the kids. This would make people trust Albus more especially over the ministry. More power and no questions. Back to the point when Harry dies he simply "grieve" and along with the some people. THEN HE COMES IN AND BOOM kills the Bad guy no one would question him about plans he had just go off the story Albus tells them.

But his plan didn't involve himself dying like he did, he probably didn't know of the soul part in the ring. Why would he wear a ring? Especially a LORD ring of something he is not lord of? Well simple he didn't know about the soul hence why he set Harry to go hunting people the only thing that can find one is another horcrux then the only thing that can destory one is Basilisk vemon. Harry 2nd year (which is noted above) to just happen to kill the beast all of that connects for harry later in the future to be destory the horcruxs of Voldemort.

Like said and seen or read (I did both watch the movies and read the books) Albus dies which definitely not his plan along side with Snape FINDING OUT. While yes I find Snape to be creepy about Lily and how he treats hogwart children like a gaint bully, I give credit and he stood up for Harry which is seen in Snape memories this would show how Snape did change but it doesn't excuse his actions but does show his character growth beacuse albus replies this is not word from word but close "Don't tell me you got close with the boy, I believed you hated him" or something really close. The fact he also calls Harry "boy" and more over his name shows he wasn't getting attached to Harry this becomes more apprent during "Harry Potter and the order of phoenix"

This was a long rant sorry if this doesn't look good or is just horrible, it's like 3 am and I havnt gotten any sleep for 2 days.

#sorry for the rant #rant #random rant #harry potter #albus dumbledore #dumbledore slander #dumbledore bashing #manipulative #character rant #character bashing

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*Contains both Mainland-Chinese and Taiwanese programs.

** Updated 05/23/21 with “Miss The Dragon” & “Word of Honor”

A Love So Beautiful

Can the pure love of 17-year-olds endure through all the challenges of college and adulthood?

Chen Xiao Xi and Jiang Chen are high school friends and neighbors who grew up together. Xiao Xi is happy-go-lucky and doesn’t like to study much but she has a talent for drawing. Jiang Chen is popular for his good looks and high grades, but is cold and indifferent to other people.

Their friends include swimmer Wu Bo Song, who will do anything for XiaoXi, the dorky and over-confident gamer Lu Yang, and Lin Jing Xiao, the most beautiful girl in school (who Lu Yang is hopelessly in love with).

How will the realities of life shape the friendships and love lives of these young adults?

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Ashes of Love // Heavy Sweetness, Ash-Like Frost

Jin Mi is the secret lovechild of the Flower Deity and the Water Immortal, conceived before the Flower Deity suffers a fatal wound.

The deity gives birth to a baby girl (Jin Mi) on her deathbed, and foresees the infant will face a terrible trial by her 10,000th year. To save her from her fate, the Flower Deity gives Jin Mi a pill that makes it impossible for her to ever feel romantic love. Upon her death, she forbids anyone in the Flower Kingdom from revealing the fact that she had a child.

Several thousand years later, Jin Mi is a bumbling little fairy trapped in The Water Mirror- a gilded prison where low-level fairies can live in peace. Jin Mi believes she is a small Grape Fairy, and lives a happy (if not dull) life within the Mirror with her friends.

When a charred bird falls from the heavens into the Water Mirror, Jin Mi decides to eat save the poor little ‘crow’– who in reality is Xu Feng, the mighty phoenix son of the Heavenly Emperor. Her decision to not eat save the Fire God will put them at the heart of plots and schemes, romances and adventures spanning the Flower Kingdom, Heavenly Realm, Demon Kingdom, and the Realm of Mortals.

**Trigger Warning: Contains reference to off-camera sexual assault.**

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Dance of the Phoenix

Feng Wu, a former genius girl in the Junwu Continent, was attacked by her old enemy Zuo Qingluan. In the attack, she lost not only her memories and abilities, but her “phoenix blood” which made her powerful.

In order to save Feng Wu her secret tutor, Master Mu Jiuzhou (a hero thought long dead whose soul is bound inside a ring Feng Wu wears around her neck), exhausted his vitality and fell into a deep coma.

The forces Master Mu Jiuzhou were trying to keep at bay are roiling again, readying for war unless Feng Wu can recover her memories, her power, and survive long enough to release him from the ring.

But if Feng Wu at full power couldn’t stop the evil Zhuo Qingluan’s attack and save herself, what chance does “normal person” Feng Wu have?

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Douluo Continent

Tang San is a hardworking and kind young man who was raised by his single father to be a blacksmith to a small village. His demanding father taught him secret techniques and cultivated unknown abilities while refusing to ever allow him to enter the world of the Soul Masters- heroes who use their inner power to defeat monstrous Soul Beasts and collect their power.

One day, Tang San is attacked in the woods by a fearsome Soul Spider and uses his special techniques to survive, drawing the eye of a nearby Soul Master. The man tests Tang San and discovers that while his Soul Spirit takes the utterly useless form of a common weed (as opposed to say a lion or a wolf), he harbors extreme untapped power and potential.

What only Tang San and his father know is that Tang San is a rare Twin-Soul, in possession of not one Soul Spirit- the Blue Grass- but a second extraordinarily rare weapon spirit capable of being wielded either against foes or in protection of innocents.

Unable to deny Tang San the ability to learn to control his power, his father allows him to leave the protection of the village and embark on a journey to develop his powers and perhaps learn the truth of his parentage.

On his journey Tang San will be joined by the mysterious and naïve Xiao Wu- a seemingly unstoppable and optimistic girl with a rabbit as her Soul Spirit and the ability to absorb the life force of Soul Beasts. They are led by a disgraced Soul Master in Training, Yu Xiao Gang, who was disregarded as a janitor all while studying Soul Masters and developing his own radical theories as to the nature of their power.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Yu Xiao Gang, and the other friends they meet along the way will become a famous team of heroes known as the “Seven Devils of Shrek Academy”, and be drawn into an imperial struggle for power that threatens to consume their entire continent.

Tang San appears to the world as the master of the Silver Grass Spirit, but once that same world realizes the might of the Weapon Spirit he keeps hidden, he will have to fight with everything he has in order to protect what he holds dear.

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Fairyland Lovers

Bai Qi is a “spiritual doctor” who travels the world to rid spirits of their obsessions and stop them from becoming monsters. Eons ago he himself was at the threshold of becoming an Evil Spirit, and was saved by a Divine Warrior who helped him find a way to move past his darkness before tragically losing her life.

Isolated from the world and alone with a sprig of his lost love’s peach tree, Bai Qi meets the sunny but hapless actress Lin Xia. Not only does the tree come to life in her presence- and not only can she use the tools left behind by his lost lover- she also has the same face.

Curious, Bai Qi enters into a co-habitation agreement with Lin Xia and she helps him cleanse souls before they can turn into Evil Spirits. As their lives intersect, a memory that Bai Qi sealed away for over ten thousand years begins to surface.

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Guardian

Super-Detective Zhao Yunlan meets university professor (and powerful supernatural being) Shen Wei and the two men are instantly drawn together by a past one cannot forget and a future the other cannot guess. As they grow closer, they find themselves at the heart of a high-stakes supernatural battle between unknown enemies.

Will the heroic duo’s unique talents- and special bond- be enough to help them outwit the forces of darkness?

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Handsome Siblings (2020 Netflix Edition)

Hua Wuque is a pillar of righteousness and virtue, the only male disciple of the powerful Yihua Palace cultivation clan. An orphan, he was taken in by the clan leader and her sister and raised with only one goal in life: to find and kill Jiang Xiaoyu, a mighty villain and enemy of Yihua Palace.

So who is Jiang Xiaoyu? Also known as Xiaoyu’er, Jiang Xiaoyu is an orphan himself- the same age as Hua Wuque in fact- raised by the five most feared and hated villains in the world within the confines of the Wicked Canyon. Into Jiang Xiaoyu the villains poured their knowledge, tricks, and ruthlessness, seeking to create the ultimate villain. There is only one problem: As he was raised in the Wicked Canyon and surrounded by nothing but villains, Jiang Xiaoyu mostly uses his abilities to… harm villains and protect the weak.

When Jiang Xiaoyu comes of age and leaves the Wicked Canyon (or rather, becomes too much of a trickster for the villains to handle anymore), Hua Wuque is unleashed to venture from Yihua Palace and hunt down his enemy.

But how could someone kept confined in the Wicked Canyon for the first 18 years of his life be a threat to Yihua Palace? And why must Hua Wuque be the one to kill him (under direction that Jiang Xiaoyu cannot die naturally, be killed by someone else, or kill himself)?

There is a piece of the story Jiang Xiaoyu and Hua Wuque do not know: they are orphans of the same tragedy, in which the divine hero Jiang Feng spurned the love of both leaders of Yihua Palace for a beautiful servant named Hua Yuenu. Hua Yuenu was forced to commit suicide and Jiang Feng killed himself rather than submit to the Ladies of Yihua–

Leaving behind newborn (non-identical) twin sons.

Yihua Palace’s plot is a simple (if OTT) act of vengeance against Jiang Feng’s memory:: Force one brother to murder the other, then reveal to Hua Wuque the sin he has committed and let it drive the boy insane.

Will the truth come out before Wuque finds and kills Xiaoyu, or will the evil Ladies of Yihua Palace finally have the vengeance they have waited for for over 18 years? As Wuque and Xiaoyu’s paths cross more and more they strike up an unlikely friendship, even knowing there is no escaping their dark fate.

**Trigger Warning: Later episodes include off-camera sexual assault and on-camera depictions of near-rape.**

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Hi My Sweetheart

Xue Hai is a kindhearted (and extremely wealthy) but naïve man who has been sheltered by his big sisters his entire life. He decides to go to college in China- where no one knows him- under the name Da Lang and with the image of a poor scholarship student. There Xue Hai meets the dominant, friendless, and rebellious Bao Zhu. Naturally the two fall in love, but after 4 years together, just as he’s going to reveal his identity and propose, Bao Zhu viciously dumps him.

Fast forward three more years. Xue Hai has transformed himself into a handsome but ruthless playboy who treats women as nothing more than toys to be used and cast aside. When he chances across Bao Zhu once more, he decides to launch a campaign to destroy her heart as thoroughly and mercilessly as she did his.

Except Xue Hai is missing one important piece of their love story: Bao Zhu only left him to protect him from her domineering mother, and she has been searching for her beloved Da Lang ever since.

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The King’s Avatar

In the online multiplayer game Glory, Ye Xiu is well known as the undisputed master of professional sports- though no one outside of the professional teams actually knows what he looks like as he hides his face from media and fans. A player since he was a child- and raised largely in professional player training camps- Ye Xiu has no understanding of the outside world.

Halfway through the season, the money-hungry company behind his team, Excellency Era, forces him out and replaces him with an undisciplined hot-shot. Penniless and with nowhere to go, Ye Xiu crosses the street and enters the Happy Internet Cafe. The owner is a diehard fan of the mysterious Ye Xiu, and hires Ye Qiu as an IT manager not for his experience, but for his shared love of the game.

When Glory launches their tenth server, Ye Qiu throws himself into the game once more. Equipped with ten years of gaming experience, memories of an unfinished pledge to a dead friend, and an incomplete self-made weapon, Ye Qiu will rise from the ashes, forge a new team, and take back his crown.

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The Lost Tomb**

50 years ago, a group of Changsha grave robbers known as the “Mystic Nine” dug out manuscripts of the location of treasures from the Warring States period, but soon after almost the entire group was hunted down and slaughtered.

In the present, the young grandchild of the sole survivor, Wu Xie, discovers a secret within his grandfather’s notes as well as half of a silk manuscript that may reveal the location of the lost tomb. But there is one problem- the other half of the manuscript is held by a shady organization of tomb raiders eager to break in and steal whatever cultural relics are inside the tomb.

Wu Xie has a “National Treasure” moment and decides that in order to stop the objects in the tomb from vanishing into the black market he will break in first and recover whatever is inside (’I’m going to steal the Declaration of Independence…’).

Wu Xie is helped on his journey by his beloved “Third Uncle” Wu Sanxing, his uncle’s right hand man Panzi, and the mysterious Xiao Ge - a tomb raider who seems to know of traps before they are sprung and whose hand has been mutilated in a way not seen among tomb robbing families in over a century.

They expected to find a lost tomb, perhaps chase away some thieves, and learn about an exciting piece of lost history. What they did not expect was for the tomb to strike back, the dead to rise, and the past to fight and keep what secrets it holds.

Who exactly are this alternate group of tomb robbers? What are they searching for? What exactly is protecting the tomb? Whose side is Xiao Ge truly on? And- most crucially- can Wu Xie survive long enough to find the answers?

** This recommendation is part of a broader series of shows and movies, all adapted from “The Gravedigger’s Notebook” and its sequels::

The Lost Tomb (2015)

The Lost Tomb 2: Explore With the Note (2016)

Time Raiders (2016 movie)

The Mystic Nine (2016)

Tomb of the Sea (2018)

Reunion: The Sound of the Providence (which gets its own recommendation below; 2019-2020)

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Love O2O

** O = letter, not number

Wei-Wei has both beauty and brains. A computer goddess, she aspires to be an online game developer. In her spare time, she plays her favorite online game ‘A Chinese Ghost Story’- where she has made a name for herself as the top female player on the entire server.

After her online husband dumps her, she gets a message from legendary player Yixiao Naihe- asking to become her online husband (marriages in-game offer certain benefits and quest lines single players cannot achieve).

Little does Wei-Wei know that Yixiao Naihe is also her college senior and the most desired man on campus, Xiao Nai.

Will their online chemistry lead to a real-life romance? Yes. Of course it will. It’s in the title.

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Miss The Dragon

As a humble maid, Liu Ying never expected her life to be anything other than ordinary. Content with the world and her place in it, she spent her days tending to injured creatures and assisting her mistress Xia Hou Xue. But when Liu Ying finds an injured little snake and nurses it back to health, she has no idea how her life is about to change.

That little snake turns out to be a thousand year old Draong King named Yu Chi Long Yan. He falls in love with Liu Ying, and decides to repay her kindness by naming her as his queen.

And then Xia Hou Xue is captured by a wolf demon. Liu Ying flips the script- begging Yu Chi Long Yan to repay her kindness instead by rescuing her mistress and then keeping her safe for three lifetimes. Trapped by his word, Yu Chi Long Yan agrees to do so, though he secretly remains by Liu Ying’s side.

Now in her fourth lifetime, Liu Ying is reincarnated as Gu Qing Yan. She slowly becomes aware of his existence in her life- and her past lives as well. After waiting three lifetimes to be reunited with his lost love, Yu Chi Long Yan will fight with everything he has to keep her safe and get the Happily Ever After they should have had three thousand years ago.

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My Roommate is a Detective

Shanghai in 1925 is caught between gang leaders and the European powers colonizing China.

A resourceful young police officer named Qiao Chu Sheng is on the trail of a brutal but devious killer. Realizing that the police force will need some extra help with this difficult case, he decides to form an elite crime-busting detective team. He reaches out Lu Yao, a Cambridge graduate a slick con-man.

Qiao Chu Sheng has learned that Lu Yao has remarkable powers of deduction and a brilliant mind – and believes he can help crack this difficult case. To round off the team, he enlists the help of Bai You Ning, a focused young female reporter for a daily newspaper. A free-thinking, independent young woman, she has a strong sense of justice – and pledges to help catch the killer.

The trio form a small detective squad that specializes in solving strange and unsettling murder mysteries.

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Oh My Emperor

Fei-Fei, a young doctor, is wounded in an accident and finds herself trapped in the ancient and mystical nation of Huang Dao. The people of Huang Dao are ruled by a king born of the stars- the physical embodiment of one of the twelve zodiac constellations. To keep discord from arising among the people, the Twelve Zodiac Masters govern together to keep the peace.

But a thirteenth sign has been forcibly subjugated, it’s Lord executed, and its people scattered to the wind. The lost sign- Ophiuchus- is rising once more- and Fei-Fei is its (unwilling) Master.

It only complicates matters slightly that Fei-Fei finds herself between the handsome and charming Master of Aquarius and his nephew- the cold Master of Capricorn (who is also the Emperor). Can Fei-Fei keep her identity secret long enough to solve the mystery of the Ophiuchus purge- or is Huang Dao doomed to destruction?

**This drama is a showpiece for members of the Chinese pop group X-Nine, do not judge it by the same standards as a traditional drama. Showpiece dramas tend to be a bit silly.

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Reunion: The Sound of the Providence**

Wu Xie, “Fatty” Wang Pangzi, and the quasi-immortal tomb raider Xiao Ge (AKA Zheng Qiling, Kylin, and “Poker Face”) have faced many dangerous tombs together over the past twelve years.

Now, it is time for them to go on their last great adventure as the so-called “Iron Triangle” before Wu Xie sets off on the journey all must eventually make: death. He always thought his end would come in a dangerous tomb, but instead it will be lung cancer that claims his life. With only 3-4 months left to live, Wu Xie hides the truth of his illness from his friends and family, revealing the truth only to Xiao Ge.

Once upon a time, Wu Xie was told that when a man meets his death he must do so with a clear conscience. But something has been weighing on Wu Xie- his Third Uncle’s disappearance at the end of their first adventure. Right on time, a message from his long lost uncle appears, setting Wu Xie on a desperate mission to find him before the cancer eating away at his body destroys him at last.

This will most likely be Wu Xie’s final journey, but he will do anything in his power to make sure his friends and family will be safe long after his time is up. In the final 3-4 months of Wu Xie’s life he will seek to unravel the mystery of the “Thunder City”- starting with the most dangerous tomb he’s ever explored, The South Sea King’s Tomb.

The sound of thunder hides a secret men have killed for, but is there really a way to hear the words of gods within it? Someone clearly thought so, but who? Is Uncle Sanxing still alive, or is someone in the shadows guiding Wu Xie to them?

Wu Xie’s enemies thought he was dangerous before, but now he is a dying man with a mission. There is no telling what lengths he will go to in order to achieve his goals. He might just manage to die in a tomb after all…

** This recommendation is just the latest installment in an entire series of stories adapted from “The Gravedigger’s Notebook” and related novels::

The Lost Tomb (2015)

The Lost Tomb 2: Explore With the Note (2016)

Time Raiders (2016 movie)

The Mystic Nine (2016)

Tomb of the Sea (2018)

Reunion: The Sound of the Providence (2019-2020)

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The Romance of Tiger and Rose

Chen Xiao Qian has dedicated her life to making her dream of becoming a well-respected screenwriter come true. Standing on the production set of sweeping dramas she penned through endless blood, sweat, and tears, Xiao Qian can hardly believe what she is seeing: her work, come to life!

Except it isn’t a set. And her work truly has come to life.

Her script is a simple one: the heirs of two rival cities who seek to destroy one another enter into a doomed romance that will lead to endless betrayals and a war that will kill the male lead, Han Shuo.

There is just one problem- Xiao Qian wakes in the body of Han Shuo’s first wife on the day he will murder her! The only way for Xiao Qian to return to this world is to survive the story, but in keeping herself alive longer the script begins to change, and Han Shuo begins to fall in love with the wrong person.

At first it is easy for Xiao Qian to keep herself alive- just go along with the script! But the story wants to return to the original plot, which means characters who should be friends become enemies, enemies become friends, and Xiao Qian might not live long enough to find her way home.

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The Untamed

On the cliffs of the Nightless City, upon defeating his enemies in a bloody slaughter, the cruel and vicious Yiling Patriarch- Wei Wuxian- threw himself to his death.

Sixteen years later, he is resurrected by a madman and given a second chance to right what went so terribly wrong long ago. Wei Wuxian reunites with the honorable, righteous, and stern Lan Wangji- his confidant, soulmate, and best friend.

How can someone as upstanding as Lan Wangji befriend the monstrous and hated Yiling Patriarch? What turned the happy and popular Wei Wuxian into the man who slaughtered thousands at Nightless by weaponizing the souls of the dead?

And what terrible secret was Wuxian resurrected to unearth?

The past is not always what it seems, and there is no clean line between right and wrong.

**Don’t worry if you’re lost when the show starts, that is by design. Near the end of episode 2 the show will enter a 30 episode long flashback sequence to answer all questions.

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Well Intended Love (Season 1: Drama Version)

Seasons 1 and 2 of “Well Intended Love” feature the same stars playing the same characters, but the storylines are alternate-universes of one another telling the story from a different genre. Each season is wholly independent of one another.

A third-rate actress with leukemia becomes entangled with the handsome but cold CEO Ling.

In order to receive a bone marrow transplant and contniue her career as an actress, Xia Lin enters into a secret marriage with Ling Yi Zhou. Despite the conspiracies and misunderstandings they encounter, the two begin to find true love.

But one question nags at Xia Lin’s mind:: Why did the cold, controlling, and distant Ling YiZhou need her to play the role of wife?

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Well Intended Love (Season 2: Rom-Com Version)

Rising TV superstar Xia Lin finds herself embroiled in scandal after a run-in with business mogul Ling Yizhou at a party. To clear up any misunderstandings the two prepare a joint press conference– where Xia Lin is stunned by Ling Yizhou’s statement that the two are- in fact- an engaged couple.

Ling Yizhou convinces Xia Lin to play fiancee for a period of one year, after which they can go their separate ways. To save face in front of her fans, Xia Lin agrees. She gradually begins to fall for the lovable and doting Ling Yizhou.

Someone works in the shadows to destroy everything Ling Yizhou holds dear- and the closer he gets to the heart of the conspiracy, the more he realizes Xia Lin may have a target on her back as well.

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Word of Honor // Faraway Wanderers

Zhou Zi Shu has served as the leader of Heaven’s Window for much of his life. A once righteous and honorable sect who acted as an elite Secret Service for the royal family, a corrupt prince has turned them into his personal assassin’s guild. With their oaths to Heaven’s Window as nooses around their throats, most of Zhou Zi Shu’s elders and friends have chosen death over continued service.

Wholly disillusioned, Zhou Zi Shu only wants to atone for the crimes he was forced to commit under his oaths to the prince. He endures the slow execution of Heaven’s Window- a process that sees seven nails inserted into the victim and ushers in a slow and painful death that takes three years to play out.

By gaming the system he helped create, Zhou Zi Shu manages to buy himself an extra year and a half of life to wander the world and wipe some of the blood from his slate.

In his wanderings, he is pulled into a conspiracy surrounding a young boy and meets a strange young man named Wen Ke Xing who sticks to him like glue. Zhou Zi Shu and Wen Ke Xing grow closer and closer throughout their journey to find a mysterious treasure that is rumored to give its owner unlimited power.

But just who is Wen Ke Xing? What is he really after? And most importantly of all- can Zhou Zi Shu really trust his new companion?

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