#cos he wants to be the respected boss but also guy that you can chill with!! he's so cringe

[extra-somethin-somethin]

If nothing else Koenma is a Kuwabara stan and I'm right there with him o7 (I need to write the kuwameshi fic that goes with this fr)

#maybe one day i'll write that au i have sitting in my head #ever since the comment he made about making kuwa spirit detective instead ive been thinking about it #like...what if yusuke is still recruited same as canon but like #kuwa was already spirit detective? doing assignments for the guys upstairs and all #and they made yusuke help him after his resurrection instead of going solo #and it's hilarious because they still have the ''rivalry'' set in place so it's like #now i gotta be coworkers with this guy i was in a fist fight with last week? #yusuke is like you can't be serious you want me to fight DEMONS with the guy who cant even beat ME? lmaooo okay #kuwa would be more in tune with his powers atp in this au and super offended like hello #why would i use my reiki on a FELLOW HUMAN CHILD you DICK i can hold my own on my assignments just fine #but he's actually really excited to be able to spend time with yusuke doing something besides getting his ass handed to him #they're both genkai's students (she's endlessly annoyed but they grow on her) #i just think it'd be fun cos like #it'd be harder to exclude kazuma from shit if he's literally been involved in this shit before he even met #kurama and hiei #kuwabara isn't really told about yusuke's resurrection so things go mostly the same up til he's brought back #they're both called to koenma's office and it's the spiderman pointing meme 💀 #it's koenma's first time seeing kuwa in person as he usually just sends assignments with botan #yusuke has already seen him cos of the resurrection arc #and koenma is SUCH a fanboy ''kuwabara it's such a pleasure. you know you're my best worker 🥺'' #''um urameshi am i seeing things or is that a fuckin baby'' yusuke will NOT stop laughing #it fucks koenma up so bad he makes sure he's in his adult form when he's around kuwa next #cos he wants to be the respected boss but also guy that you can chill with!! he's so cringe #okay yeah i need to write this it's such a fun concept #kuwameshi #yu yu hakusho #kuwabara kazuma #yusuke urameshi #koenma

[hulijingemperor2]

Yao: ready for the cosplay bash, tomorrow?

Zixuan: off course A-Yao. And it's so sweet how you're doing a fundraiser for unprivileged citizens who can't afford education.

You're fabulous.

Yao: thank you.

Education is very essential in life. How would the empire progress without it. Right?

Zixuan: *kisses dimple* right.

Yao: anyone can come to the party, but they must pay an entry fee of 5000 taels.

For my middle-class fox spirits, they just have to pay 400 taels.

Zixuan: how ideal.

Yao: I don't know whether to cos Abe no seimei or Wen Ruohan.

Zixuan: well you do look good in Wen robes.

Yao: you're right.

Zixuan: *grabs hand* Mr. Philanthropist. I'm also a generous person.

Yao: oh really?

Zixuan: yea Yaoyao. That's why I'm going to cosplay as my maid. But if he was gorgeous as me.

Yao: *laughing* you're going to cosplay Nie Huaisang?

Zixuan: nie GOLDEN ERA Huaisang, Yaoyao.

Yao: you'll look glamorous, Zishie.

Zixuan: thank you, baby.

And Huaisang should pay me as well as take notes.

Yao: of course he should pay. You restyled his trademark look.

Zixuan: exactly.

Meng Shi: *enters* Yao'er. Thought of anything yet?

Yao: yep. I think I might cosplay Wen Ruohan.

Meng Shi: amazing.

Your old boss did have some style.

Yao: mhm.

Meng Shi: I respect him, for giving you a high position in the Wen sect.

Yao: nice. What about dage?

Meng shi: nie gui fei is ungrateful and rude, but he has a soft side.

Yao: you're so right, A-niang.

Who are you going to cosplay?

Meng Shi: goddess Amaterasu.

Yao and Zixuan: awwwwww

Yao: A-niang, you'll look amazing.

Zixuan: you're already a goddess. So that will be very easy for you.

Meng Shi: aw Yao'er, Xuan'er.

Where's team d, Yao'er?

Yao: getting their costumes ready, for sure.

They said that they want to surprise me on the day of the party.

Meng shi: I see.

Meanwhile, in Pine Pavilion 📍.

A-qing: Dianxia. Let's cosplay Hualian.

Rusong: ahh Hualian. Sure. *squishes cheeks*

Rusong: you know A-Die had made him an ambassador and protector of fox spirit.

A-qing: oo how legendary.

Rusong: so who will cosplay who?

A-qing: *hugs* you'll be Xie lian. And I'll be Hua cheng.

Rusong: you, as Hua cheng?

A-qing: yea! Because you're a prince like xie lian and I'm your simp.

Rusong: *wraps his arms around her* seems about right.

A-qing: *snuggles*

Rusong: so you're a simp?

A-qing; Rusong, you know that already.

Don't tell xue yang

Rusong: sure. *kisses* I won't tell him.

A-qing: good, Dianxia.

But did your family contribute anything to the cause?

Rusong: yea. We contributed 5 million dollars.

A-qing: lovely. Your Meng family is so nice! Helping out your citizens.

Rusong: and you're part of that family. Being my girlfriend.

A-qing: *blushing* Rusong.

~~~

Next day, the party was about to start.

And many hulijings, as well as A-Yao's harem atarted arriving in their cosplays.

Mo xuanyu: *dressed as hulijing Wei wuxian* yangyang, how do I look? Will I be able to seduce Yao gege.

Xue yang: *dressed as lan qiren* hell yea. You look great.

Su she *dressed as A-Yao*: of course Huangdi will love it. Because you look cute.

However he doesn't have tastes like that evil Lan.

You're a better Wei wuxian because you have superior tastes.

Mo xuanyu: aww thank you, Shanshan.

Xue yang: why did you even cosplay Wei wuxian?

Mo xuanyu: cuz he's chill and I admire his style.

Xue yang: you got a point.

Su she: I'm cosplaying Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: most perfect cosplay!

Xue yang: yea. Jiggy is the hottest in the Jianghu.

Xue yang: I'm dressed as Lan qiren so that I can make out with Jiggy's Wen Ruohan and pester him.

Mo xuanyu: yangyang, that's so smart.

Su she: quite mischievous.

Xue yang: team dimple is so fab. I believe we should replace people in the Jianghu. Like Minshan can replace Lan zhan, you replace Wei wuxian and I can replace Nie mingjue.

Su she: and our Huangdi will rule the world.

Mo xuanyu: everyone else would have to contribute to Yao gege.

Xue yang: ah, what a perfect world.

Mo xuanyu: *gasps*

Yao: *entering dressed as Wen Ruohan*

*opens fan*

*his attendants also followed him*

Mo xuanyu: *nudging Minshan* it's Yao gege! It's Yao gege!

Su she: he's coming this way. Dressed as an overlord. W...well he already is.....*blushing*

Xue yang: Jiggy is a sexy Ruohan.

Mo xuanyu: is that red and black eyeliner?

And his cheekbones are so profound.

Su she: guys, I'm weak.

Mo xuanyu: do you think we're qualified to talk to Yao gege?!

Su she: sometimes I don't know.

Xue yang: he looks like he'll ignore us.

Mo xuanyu: of course he will. He's better than everyone here.

Xue yang: let's not simp. Before we get a nosebleed.

Mo xuanyu: but it's already happening!

And Yao gege is super hot.

Team dimple: *covering their nose*

Yao: well well. *closes fan and folds his hands behind his back.*

Xue yang: Jiggy.

Su she: you look stunning, Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: like really really fabulous.

Yao: uncover your noses.

Simps.

Team dimple: *uncovered their nose and knelt before him* you caught us, Huangdi. We were simping for you.

Yao: *smiling* well that's not a new thing. Rise.

Team d: *stood up*

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege. You're really flawless.

Su she: more flawless that Wen Ruohan.

Xue yang: *hugs, and kisses his neck* Jiggy.

You do so many things to me.

May I tie you up with my headband?

Yao: how about I tie you instead?

Xue yang: sounds better, Jiggybun.

Or should I say, Wen Zongzhu. *embraces some more*

Yao: lovely then.

Now stop, you're messing up my hair.

Xue yang: such a diva.

Su she: Huangdi. *bow*

Yao: awww look at you! I'm so flattered,

Shanshan.

Su she: the best person to cosplay.

Yao: you're so sweet.

Xue yang: what about me!!!!

Yao: you're a little sweetheart too. Lan Qiren.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege.

Yao: beautiful cosplay A-Yu.

Hulijing Wei wuxian.

Mo xuanyu: yea! And hulijing Wei wuxian is at your service, Huangdi.

Yao: delightful.

*opens fan* now let's go.

Team dimple: *drooling while lost for words*

Yao: *smiling proudly*

Mo xuanyu: did you do your own makeup?

Yao: yep. And with some help from my servants.

Mo xuanyu: *blushing* waw.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege, Yao gege. If Wei wuxian discovers that he's a hulijing, does he have to bow and show respect to you?

Yao: actually yes. Once you're any type of fox spirit, I'm your Huangdi. And they must pay respect.

Su she: *grinning* I want to see him and his husband bow to you.

Guests: *greets them*

Greetings Huangdi.

Hi Huangdi.

Yao: hello. Nice cosplays, guys.

Some more guests: Huangdi, we're dressed as team dimple.

Should we replace them?

Yao: ahahahaha, you can try! Anyways you three look fabulous.

Enjoy the party.

A Kitsune minister: Tenno (Huangdi)

Yao: greetings. How are you?

I'm fine Tenno, your costume party is very cultural. I'm recognizing various of mythological characters, heroes, and dieties of our pantheon. As well as they're people who are dressed as you and your family (including team d, the Mengs and his harem)

And all for a good cause.

Yao: yes, my citizens do have some great ideas for costumes. Hopefully we'll raise funds for education.

Very ideal.

I hope thay we get more cultural fundraisers like this. And in Dongying too.

Yao: certainly will be.

Enjoy the party.

Nice to meet you again.

Thank you very much.

Yao: let's go team d. We have more people to meet.

Xiying: *holding up a plate* try this, Huangdi. It's roasted duck.

Yao: delightful.

On the other side, Rusong and A-qing are dressed as Hualian, and Jingyi is dressed as lan zhan.

A-qing: *playing with the cloth from Rusong's straw hat*

Rusong: *smiling*

A-qing: gege.

Rusong: yes Sang Lang. *wraps his arms around her waste*

A-qing: gege, you look really adorable.

Jingyi: *being a third wheel* do you guys want privacy.

A-qing: *blushing*

Rusong: sorry, Jingyi. For making you uncomfortable.

*let's go*

A-qing: *clears throat*

Rusong: hey, how did you make your Lan zhan hairpiece?

Jingyi: with the help of my attendants. They're surprisingly crafty.

A-qing: that's true. They got me some Miao jewelry for Hua cheng.

Rusong: Jingyi, that's really cool! Your cos is on point.

Jingyi: I know Nainai, and maybe A-Die......team dimple....don't like Hanguang Jun. But I still do!

Rusong: it's fine. And I love your cosplay.

Jingyi: you make a good Dianxia too. Xie lian that is.

Rusong: thanks, A-yi.

Jingyi: oh look. Mistress Jin has arrived.

Rusong: Ling gege!

A-qing: dressed as Jiang cheng.

Rusong: mhm. We'll greet him afterwards.

Jingyi: yea. Lemme go tease him real quick.

See you.

Rusong: I'll be right there.

A-qing: *gently grabs his hat cloth* Mengs do look cute in hats.

Rusong: oh really.

A-qing: gege. *tiptoes*

*kisses him on his dimple*

Rusong: *kisses her back*

Meng Shi: *looking from afar, (dressed as Amaterasu)* good. She kissed my grandson.

Now I'm very happy.

Sisi: (dressed as Tsukuyomi~ the moon diety) they're an adorable couple, Huanghou jiejie.

Meng Shi: hopefully both will get married some time. And Rusong will have an heir.

Sisi: oh my.

Well that's meant to happen.

Meng shi: yes, certainly.

Anyways, Yao'er has to get a girlfriend for Yi'er.

Sisi: I wonder if Moling Su has any eligible ladies for Yi'er.

Meng Shi: maybe. But I want Yi'er to marry a noble hulijing lady. So that their children can care about their hulijing heritage.

In cultivation schools, they would always impose stigmas.

I would love anyone Yi'er falls in love with. But a hulijing is more ideal.

Sisi: I completely agree. If his children are hulijings, then less enmity between cultivators and hulijings would happen.

Meng Shi: correct.

All I want to do is protect my grandchildren and great grandchildren too.

My Yao'er was all alone when I passed away.

Sisi: at least you were there spiritually.

Meng Shi: yes but I wanted to be there physically.

Sisi: now you are, successfully. *bow*

And you'll get to be around your great grandchildren too.

Meng shi: ahh my aim.

I'm seeing Yao'er as Huangdi, now I want to see Song'er as Huangdi and with children. And Yi'er as a sect leader, along with his family.

Sisi: that would be so lovely!

Meng Shi: ah let's stop dreaming about the future, and get some wine.

Sisi: right behind you, Huanghou jiejie.

A-qing: *holding Rusong's arm* xue yang, can I borrow your fierce corpses?

Xue yang: why?

Do you want to be eaten?

A-qing: xue yang. I'm dressed as ghost king Hua cheng. Obviously I need an undead army.

Xue yang: that's a major loss for me. Anyways, be careful. And you better bring them back.

A-qing: yea yea. Xue yang. I got this.

I just want them to obey me so I can impress Dianxia.

Rusong: oh my.

Xue yang: *laughing*

A-qing: you did the same to impress Jiggy, so don't laugh at me!

Xue yang: alright alright.

~~~

Zixuan: *dramatic* Wen Zongzhu, please release my brother!!

Yao: *glares* no.

Zixuan: *pretends to cry*

........Anyways, keep him.

Less saber practice for me.

*opens fan*

Yao: *laughing*

Mo xuanyu: xuan gege! You look better than Huaisang.

Like you're more huaisang than huaisang.

Su she: less bratty too.

Zixuan: I must look good. Huaisang can't do it so.

Xue yang: you look like a rich Huaisang.

Zixuan: aw. Thank you Lan qiren. Haha.

Zixuan: Yaoyao, can we borrow a room after the party?

Yao: Zishie, are you drunk?

You already have a Pavillion here.

Zixuan: ahahaha oh right.

Mo xuanyu: I think Huaisang is consuming you.

Zixuan: I'm terrified.

A-Yao, A-li wants to practice acupuncture on me, because she's cosplaying wen qing.

Yao: oooo acupuncture. Sounds intimite.

Zixuan: *blushing* yea.

Would she hurt me?

Yao: out of love.

Xue yang: wow, I didn't know that you and Yanyan do these kinds of things.

How shameless.

Don't worry, I'm planning to papapa Jiggy later.

Yao: what?

Xue yang: what?

You think I won't do anything when you're looking hot like that.

Su she: please, have some conduct.

Mo xuanyu: i want to papapa Yao gege too!

Su she: ah, if Huangdi insists.

Hauiasang: *dressed as nie mingjue* awww Zixuan Huangdi, you're cosplaying me. I'm touched.

Zixuan: yes Huaisang. Despite you being my maid and an ex war criminal.

Huaisang: *crying* means a lot.

Zixuan: do i look more glamorous than you?

If you say no, I'll fire you.

Huaisang: you look better than me, don't worry.

Anyways, since I'm dage. I can boss you around.

Zixuan: oh now you want to get fired.

Huaisang: nooooo.

Aren't you going to do saber practice at least?

Zixuan: Sect leader Wen. It's that one! Keep him with you.

Huaisang: HUAISANG!

Yao: well if you suggest.

Mo xuanyu: you three are cute.

Zixuan: yea cuz we're competing for Jiang cheng's attention.

Xichen: *dressed as A-Yao* hi A-Yao. *smiling*

Yao: aww Lan Huan! You're dressed as me. You look really sweet.

Su she: how dare you, Lan lips.

Xue yang: you copied Shanshan just to snatch Jiggy away from us.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege will always be ours, Lan lips. Ours.

Xichen: team dimple, there are a lot of A-Yao cosplayers here.

Not only Minshan and I.

Su she: you better change your outfit.

Yao: *hugs* Huanhuan. You know hoe team d is.

Xichen: yea I know about their pettiness.

Team d: excuse me?!!!

Yao: where are your dimples?

Xichen: I decided to leave them out.

Mo xuanyu: that's so disrespectful.

Su she: you're very very blasphemous.

Xue yang: what's wrong with you, dude?

Xichen: team d, I was working on the costume more than makeup. And I can't match A-Yao's cuteness.

Xue yang: those are just excuses.

Mo xuanyu: someone jail him already. He has done many illegal things.

Huaisang: team dimple will end this guys career for sure.

Zixuan: yea now please get me some refreshments before I end yours.

Huaisang: *pouting* yes Huangdi.

Zixuan: get some for yourself.

Huaisang: r..really?

Zixuan: it's a party, so. That's why.

*opens fan* don't get used to it.

Huaisang: Huangdi is so nice to me today. *sobs dramatically*

Mingjue: *dressed as Mobei Jun* Meng Yao, sorry I'm~~

Wait why are you dressed like him?!

Yao: preference. *twirls* do I look stunning, dage?

Xichen: come on. Our A-Yao is really really cute.

Mingjue: yes. Meng Yao, you look amazing.

Yao: thank you.

Yao: do you feel threatened by me, Chifeng zun?

Mingjue: what?

Yao: you look stunning as Mobei Jun.

That's what I said.

Mingjue: thanks.

Yao: get your ears checked, dage. Haha.

Mingjue: sometimes I can't hear you from this his height.

Yao: stop calling me short.

Mo xuanyu: you guys are like fire and ice.

Yao: yess. Because Mobei Jun is known for his ice cultivation.

Mo xuanyu: yea and dage is cold and lonely too.

Mingjue: mean.

Mo xuanyu: but it's true.

Anyways, stay like that. Yao gege is mine and only I should love him.

Su she: yea, only team dimple should love Ayao. Or else come up to team d standards.

Xue yang: exactly.

By the way, I'm loving the Nieyao dynamic.

Do you guys want a third member?

Wait. I'm Lan Qiren, I'm supposed to be whooping your ass for Ruoruo.

Mingjue: I'm from a different universe.

Su she: good. Finally you realised.

I was worried about you.

How can someone dislike such a perfect emperor.

Mingjue: Meng Yao, turn off your team dimple.

Mo xuanyu: but Yao gege does the opposite with his sexy self.

Xue yang: turn off, team d? *gasps* dage.

Su she: you could never get rid of us.

Zixuan: why is Liu qingge crying while drinking wine and stuffing his face with dumplings?

Oh wait no, that's my husband. Shoot.

Yao: Jiang cheng???? Where?!

Huaisang: he's my husband too!

Emperors: shushhh.

Xichen: he saw A-ling dressed up as him, and got emotional.

Yao and Zixuan: awwwwwwwwww.

Zixuan: he's a softie!

Yao: obviously he is.

Mo xuanyu: why were you stalking Jiang cheng, Lan lips. We spoke about this.

Xue yang: no way. He's dressed as Liu Qingge.

And acting like a wine aunt.

This is hilarious!! JIANG CHENG! POUR SOME MORE WINE! I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

So the kid cosplayed his Jiujiu?

Jiang cheng: yea, and he looked so adorable.

I feel so touched.

Xue yang: uh huh. Cute.

What brand of rice wine is this?

Do you have any sweet wine?

Jiang cheng: you dare ignore me.

Xue yang: I'm not a therapist. I just came here cuz you look like a crazy wine aunt. In your stoic Qingge cos.

Jiang cheng: sometimes I say that I would stay away from team dimple. But I still confront them. *rolls eyes*

Xue yang: *eating* isn't that a good thing?

#the huli jing emperor #foxyao #meng yao #dimpledlianfang #party party #hulijing emperor 2 #jin guangyao #jin zixuan #part 2 #su she #the untamed

[kfanopinions]

JR (Kim Jonghyeon) as a Boyfriend (Astrology Based)

i will be looking into jr's moon, venus, and mars signs. as i can't seem to find a birth time, i cannot go into depth too much. i've added just a tid bit of a below the cut (18+) section. so if you're not 18+ ignore it <33 enjoy ^^

lean on me his moon in libra is really sympathetic and cares for other people

social butterfly having people around him seems to do his heart well. so he'll want to be around his partner just as much as his friends

care for a friendly debate? so this is just kind of a cute thing for his mental stimulation. he may like to debate certain topics and i'll just throw it out there but possibly start small arguments. nothing serious just something to go back and forth with ^^

flirtatious this is with his partner as well as others. his libra moon is the culprit. most of the flirting with others will be on a verbal/emotional level. he knows full well what can happen to his relationship if he enters the sexual side of infidelity

charming

"so he's a bit of a fixer upper" okay he could have a tendency to fixate on something that is wrong (including the relationship) and he will argue until it's resolved -> or until he wins lol

also is the indecisive boyfriend lol <- it's his libra moon

"i'll be there for you" literally will listen to his partner, talk to them, be there for them whatever they need he's there. he'll even forgive them if they misbehave -> he's very tolerant

for the long haul the type to want a long deep relationship seriously, this man with his libra moon will stick to his partner like glue ^^

gentlemanly if confronted by someone he will handle the situation with honor. he has a code of conduct that he'll personally follow

do you need help around the house? moon in libra doesn't mind helping out with the house chores. he'll help out as a sign of respect for his partner

good hearted man

date organizer! doesn't mind setting up the perfect dates for him and his partner <3

"my my sir, i do believe you're jealous" because of his venus in taurus he can have some pretty bad moments of jealousy. this is all because of how much he cares for his partner

"i now pronounce you..." so both his moon and venus signs really want this long term relationship that could eventually lead to marriage -> probably see how his partner will fair in his mind as his spouse ^^

gift giving anyone? will buy his partner flowers, cook for them, buy gifts - anything that will cheer them up and make them smile

homebody he will probably be the boyfriend that prefers to chill and binge watch movies/shows -> his venus in taurus isn't the super flashy type so dates will be modest at best. there is a flashy part when it comes to food and drinks (wines etc.) so he'll probably go out for food based dates lol

stubborn to the core

pretty damn blunt venus in taurus guys are known for their honesty, so his partner may need to be careful when asking "what do you think" lol

slow and steady wins the race his venus in taurus is like watching a herd of buffalo traveling across the land. they're not in a hurry. they take their time - this is how the relationship will be, slow and steady to ensure that it will be a long lasting one

below the cut

if you're not 18+ stop here

because there isn't too much information i can't go into depth with this, but i hope you still find it enjoyable. please take everything with a grain of salt <333

s*x slave scenario being tied up or having partner tied up etc.

submitting to partner/submissive behavior

roleplaying boss co-worker, doctor patient, etc.

erogenous area is their torso will probably react some sort of way if his waist is touched XP

back of the neck may be a sensitive area *wink wink*

may fall for someone who is older than him this is with his mars in virgo

semi-consensual "relations" take this one with a grain of salt

noisy during the act whimpering, moaning, gasping, screaming etc.

whispering in partners ears

org*asm champion lol he will ensure that his partner gets off ^^ with his mars in virgo getting his partner off gets him off

i do want to note that mars in virgo's are neat freaks so if his partner isn't clean down below they should just not even think about getting that awesome climax. not gonna happen till their clean down under xP

#jr nuest #nuest #nuest astrology #jr nuest as a boyfriend #kpop astrology

[dameronology]

tea & whiskey {jack daniels x reader} - 4

summary: it’s the morning after the night before. time for a very awkward conversation.

warnings: warnings, very very brief alluding to smut but rly only if u squint 

song for this chapter is best friend by rex orange county! also the series masterlist can be found through the link to my main masterlist in my bio :) enjoy!

- jazz

You were’t sure what you needed more the next day: painkillers, to help your hangover or another round of drinks, to help you forget what you’d done night before. 

Or should I say - who you had done the night before. 

You didn’t sleep with your co-workers, much less your boss. God, it was almost as bad as if you’d slept with Merl - no, you couldn’t even let your brain go there. You’d already thrown up twice that morning (once into Jack’s toilet and then once into the subway tracks) and you didn’t need to make yourself do it again. Your stomach was churning and it felt as though the Blue Man Group were rehearsing their drum set in your frontal lobe. You’d tried to nurse it with a large block coffee and a half a packet of painkillers but alas, to no success. 

Somehow, though, your physical pains were the least of your worries. The fact you’d snuck out of Jack’s apartment and left without a word was playing over and over again in your head - so much so, that you almost didn’t come into work. Almost. Not even this situation was enough to make you take a day off. 

‘Is there a reason you’ve been stood outside the office for fifteen minutes, agent?’ You jumped at the sound of Champ’s voice. He glanced between the Starbucks coffee in his hand and the bruise around your left eye (fuck, you’d forgotten about that), quirking an eyebrow. ‘Rough night?’

‘No.’ You quickly answered. ‘Sir.’

‘So you what...walked into a door?’

Got drunk, tried to square up to a guy, got punched and then fucked my boss - thanks for asking. 

‘Yeah.’ You nodded. ‘I’m not normally clumsy but I forget that doors in America...go the other way? You know, drive on the other side of the road, use a different weight system, doors that go-’

‘- you can stop now, Percival.’ Champ cut you off. ‘Make sure you look after yourself.’

‘Right.’ You nodded. ‘Thank you.’

With the agent staring you at expectantly, you had no choice but to go into the office. You forced a smile, using your weight to budge open the door and step inside. 

The sound of your heels against the floor announced your entrance; the faint smell of Jack’s aftershave wasn’t normally that noticeable, but that morning, it wasn’t doing you any favours. You stood in the door way for a moment, letting it shut behind you as your eyes landed on the cowboy. 

He didn’t even look at you. Why wasn’t he looking at you? Fuck, had you upset him-

‘Nice of you to make an appearance, Percy.’ He suddenly spoke, flashing you a smile as he tore his eyes away from his computer screen. ‘How’s the shiner? Your buddy sure did pack a punch, huh?’

‘Uh, yeah.’ You blinked in surprise. ‘It’s fine, a little sore.’

‘You should pop down the lab on your break. Ginger will sort it out in no time.’ He leant back in his chair. 

‘Are we just not gonna talk about the fact we slept together last night?’ 

Jack suddenly jumped in surprise, eyes widening. Right, clearly not. 

‘I was trying to find a way to bring up such a sensitive subject.’ He replied. ‘But I guess I don’t gotta worry.’

You sighed as you walked over to your desk, placing your bag down and taking a seat. Fuck, your head was killing. You rubbed your eyes and cleared your throat, forcing yourself to continue the difficult conversation you’d just unwittingly started. You got the vibe that people in the South probably didn’t talk about sex so crudely. Twenty-something years of hanging around Eggsy Unwin had de-sensitised you to the idea of it being a taboo subject. 

‘I’m sorry I left this morning without saying anything.’ You sheepishly murmured. ‘When I do stuff like that, it’s usually with random guys I found in a bar.’

The biggest question that kept playing over and over in your head was why? 

Why Jack? You’d rebuffed Tequila’s advances before he could even finish the damn sentence and yet you’d slipped into bed with Jack with ease. It was probably to do with the fact he’d been such a good kisser, and the rest did not disappoint. It had been good. Really good. Possibly the best you’d ever had, actually. He’d said at the beginning of the night that he was going to help you kick back and chill out and...yeah, he’d done a pretty good job. 

‘It doesn’t affect me, sugar.’ Jack shrugged. ‘I don’t see why it has to change anything between us.’

Of course. Had you forgotten who you were talking to? This was Whiskey, the biggest flirt at the fucking agency. He’d probably had a different girl the night before you, and he was probably going to have somebody else tonight. He hadn’t said or done anything that could have lead you to believe it meant something more. Sure, you’d become friends and saw each other day and yeah, he drove you home sometimes because he didn’t want you to walk home in the dark and he had invited you out to help you de-stress when you needed it most. 

Did you like Jack? Did you want it to be something more? Did the last few weeks all....add up to something? Then again, maybe he was just being nice. Maybe he was just looking out for you, because you were a young woman, alone in the city. Perhaps last night had just been...a fluke. A glitch in the system. A wobble in what was otherwise a completely professional relationship.

‘No, you’re right.’ You nodded, scratching the back of your neck. It really felt like you should have said something more, because it felt like something more. ‘It didn’t mean anything.’

He quirked a brow at you. ‘So we’re good?’

You forced a smile. ‘Better than ever, Whiskey.’ 

You’d had one night stands before. They were standard, really - but it was rare you found yourself thinking about them the next day. Something between you just worked. You couldn’t put your finger on it, in the same way you couldn’t spell out the sudden urge to kiss him last night, but some things just couldn’t be explained. Your attraction to him certainly couldn’t be - he was older, used the worst nicknames and spoke to you entirely in Southern metaphors. But, as aforementioned, he’d also looked after you.

Maybe that was what you needed. Maybe it was what you wanted-

- You stopped yourself there. No time to unpack all of that, especially when you were this hungover and spent most of your waking hours spitting fire about how independent you were. You’d had Tequila pinned to the wall less than twelve hours ago for trying to make move on you.  It was probably something to save for therapy (which was on your to-do list). 

The tension in the room felt a little more reflective of a fight between a couple than it did of two friends who had casually slept together the night before. Normally, the room was just calm, filled with the only sounds of you two occasionally cracking jokes or your fingers desperately tapping away at your respective computers. Now? It was tense. Suffocatingly so, as though it could have swallowed you whole. 

‘I’m gonna get more coffee.’ You announced, abruptly. ‘And I guess I’ll pay Ginger a visit to sort out this annoying fucking bruise. You want anything from Starbucks?’

‘Didn’t you just go?’ He observed. 

‘Yeah, but I want some fresh air.’

As you passed Jack’s desk on the way out, he reached out and grabbed your hand, quickly tangling your fingers in his. He peered up at you, brow furrowed - you were off. He knew you were off. He’d proven time and time again over the last month that he could read you like a fucking book. You were a clown for thinking that he wouldn’t notice the fact you’d completely retracted into yourself, or that you’d suddenly from from Jack to Whiskey. 

‘You’re annoyed at me.’ He observed.

‘I’m not annoyed at you.’ You didn’t try to pull your hand back. ‘I’m annoyed at...myself, I guess.’

‘Why?’ 

‘Because I let last night happen.’ You explained. ‘I shouldn’t have made a move on you, I shouldn’t have broken every professional boundary between us for one night of meaningless-’

‘- what if it wasn’t meaningless?’

You froze, suddenly snatching your hand back. What were you meant to say to that? You couldn’t work out if you wanted it to mean something. There was so much to untangle but your main concern was sorting out your sore nose and banging head ache. 

‘Jack...’ you murmured. ‘I can’t talk about this right now. My head is on fire and my nose is fucking purple.’

He stood up, reaching for his jacket. ‘C’mon then, I’ll take you down the lab.’

‘I can get there myself, really.’

‘D’you know where it is, sugar?’

‘I can work it out.’ You shot back. ‘I’m smart-’

Before you could finish your sentence, he had a hand on the small of your back and was guiding you out the room and down the hall. That was new; he hadn’t really shown you any signs of physical touch - excluding last night, obviously - but the progression felt...natural. Heck, Jack hadn’t even realised he was doing it, and you didn’t feel the urge to complain or push him off.

That was probably saying something. 

--

‘There we go.’ Ginger murmured, slowly dabbing at the bruise with...something. ‘Good as new.’

You felt as good as new. After putting a weird paste on your nose and forcing some fancy, top-of-the-range painkillers down your throat, your hangover was gone and your nose was no longer stinging. You’d been out here thinking that Kingsman had been far ahead with their medical technology, but this place made it look Victorian. You were tempted to ask if they had an amnesia-inducing medication that could make you and Jack forget the events of last night, but then you realised something.

You didn’t want to forget.

‘Thank you, Ginger.’ You smiled. ‘I really appreciate it.’

‘What did you do to end up with a busted nose and black eye, anyways?’ Ginger raised her eyebrows. 

‘Our girl tried to deck a man twice her size because she thought he was following a woman into the bathroom.’ Jack replied, gently rubbing your shoulder. That’s fine. That was totally fine. You were fine. 

‘I had the right intentions.’ You muttered. ‘Anyways - Calahan isn’t gonna catch himself, so I gotta get back to work. Thank you again, G.’

That was code for Jack and I are about to have a very awkward conversation. To be frank, you would have begrudgingly left at the whole ‘it didn’t mean anything’ point, but he’d been the one to push it, to float out the idea that it could mean something. You’d thought it, but he’d been the one to say it. That was the huge difference between the two of you. You could compartmentalise your feelings when they proved to be an inconvenience. Jack Daniels, however, was...brash. When he felt something, he had to say it. It was a blessing and a curse. 

You both walked back to your office in silence, once again with Jack’s hand resting on the small of your back. He knew you didn’t need looking after - hell, you’d proved that ten times over - but it almost like he was keeping an eye on you. He’d seen you square up to two different men in the last twenty four hours. It was for your safety, really. 

The minute the door had shut behind you both, that tension immediately returned. This time, however, there was a little hint of excitement. Anticipation, maybe. 

‘So...’ you trailed off, leaning against your desk. Awkwardly playing with your hands, you peered over at him. ‘Let’s recap: we slept together, I snuck out, we said it didn’t mean anything and then two seconds later, you retracted that statement.’

‘I didn’t retract it.’ Jack insisted. ‘I was just reading your signals - which are confusing as fuck, by the way, sweetheart - because you were the one who walked out.’

‘My signals?’ You scoffed. ‘You were the one who invited me out the in first place! And the one who drives me home every damn night so I don’t have to walk alone!’

‘You’re the one who’s being as skitterish as a calf at a goddamn smoke out-’

‘- as a what at a what?!’ You spluttered. ‘You’re the one calls me sweetheart all the time!’

‘Yeah, well, you’re the one who kissed me first-’

‘- just shut up a second!’ You held your finger out to him. He silenced immediately. 'I feel like we’re overcomplicating this.’

He quirked an eyebrow. ‘We are?’

‘Whi - Jack.’ You took a deep breath. ‘I am going to ask you this once, and once only. If you say no, I’ll move on and we can act like this never happened. If you say yes...we can discuss it, okay?’

‘Okay.’ He nodded. ‘Go for it.’

‘Did last night mean anything to you?’ You asked the question slowly, in the same tone you might ask a child what small object they had in their mouth. 

‘Not at first.’ Jack replied. ‘I didn’t go into it with the intention of it meaning something.’

You frowned. ‘Do go on.’

‘I was gonna come in this morning and pretend like it never happened. Then I saw you, with that stupid bruise and stupid smile and I realised that you’re brash and dumb and fucking gorgeous and ...shit, you’re spiteful as hell and I’m a little terrified of you but damn, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t fucking obsessed with you.’

‘Well, shit.’ You murmured. It was the answer you’d wanted just...in a lot more words. 

For a long time, your head strong nature and inability to tolerate ninety-nine percent of the human race was something people had used a reason not to like you. But Jack? Oh, no. Not him. He saw it as a challenge, maybe. He had an urge to cut through the thorny outside and trying to see what you held on the inside. He’d see little bits of it here and there - your smile when you spoke about Eggsy, or the way you’d gone out your way to try and protect that woman - but he was determined to find more. He wanted to find more. You were an enigma, a vortex of swear words and brash decisions, and hell, you were sucking him right in.

‘You gonna say anything more than shit?’ He urged. 

You’d never been all that good with words. Didn’t actions speak louder? That’s what your mum had always said, and it had proven true in your line of work too. Punching the daylights out of someone was always a clearer threat than a concerning phone call. Pulling your weight on every mission was more proof of hard work than gloating to your uppers about your achievements.

And kissing your boss was a much clearer sign of telling him that you liked him too rather than just verbalising it.

Jack almost veered backwards when you lunged at him, just about catching you in his arms. Your lips crashed together - it was a little more desperate than last night, but then again, so was the whole situation. His arms caught you at the waist, holding you against his chest as he kissed you right back.

After a few moments, you pulled back for air. Neither of you said anything, instead choosing to just stare at each other with disbelief.

‘That was very unprofessional of me.’ You admitted. ‘But I do like you Jack and I’m worried it’s going to be a problem-’

‘- since when has mutual attraction ever been a problem?’ Jack practically snorted at the idea. ‘I like you. You like me. I don’t get what’s so complicated about that, sugar.’

‘Because it’s unprofessional! You’re my boss and I’m here to work.’ You suddenly took a step back, complex feelings finally colliding. ‘To prove myself and get a promotion!’

‘And you’re doing that just fine!’ He shot back. ‘Better than fine! You work your ass off ten times harder than any agent I’ve ever met. I don’t know how those uppity goddamn suit-makers haven’t realised what an asset you are.’

‘Are you saying that because you like me or because you mean it?’

‘Ouch.’ He murmured. ‘Even if I couldn’t stand you, I would still recognise the fact you’re one of the best agents I’ve ever seen.’

‘Wouldn’t that be an ideal world.’ You snorted. 

‘How about this?’ Jack reached forward, taking your hands in his. ‘It’s clear that whatever happens now, we probably can’t go back to how things were. I can try, but I promise you it won’t happen.’

You nodded in agreement. 

‘So, you can back track on everything we’ve just said and let it affect how we work together, or we can just lean into this whole stupid thing.’ He continued. ‘We’ll work together and play together. Two birds one stone, just until you go back to London.’ 

This was something of a rare opportunity: mutual attraction. Aside from the occasional one night stand in London, you barely had the chance to have fun. After years of hard work, maybe you deserved it. It was just...fooling around. You’d both admitted you liked one another but it was hardly a grand declaration at love. There were some feelings at stake, but not enough for you to be worried. 

‘We need ground rules.’ You replied. ‘I like you and you like me but we have to put the brakes on it there. You have to promise not to fall in love with me. Obsession only, okay?’

Jack tilted his head to the side, as if to say fair enough. ‘Sure thing. Anything else?’

‘The minute this starts to interfere with my work, I’m cutting you out.’ Your tone was a little sterner. ‘Heck, the second it happens, this stops. It’s...an addition to my work, not a replacement.’

‘As your superior...’ he said the words teasingly. You hated that you loved it. ‘I will make that doesn’t happpen.’

‘Good.’ You gave him a curt nod. ‘Then it’s settled.’

You stuck your hand out for him to shake. Jack peered down at it, almost waiting for you to retract it and break into a grin. But that didn’t happen. You were completely serious. Could he put it down to British weirdness? Probably. 

‘You drive me fucking insane.’ The cowboy grabbed your hand, yanking you towards him and capturing you in another kiss. 

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[lightcomingthroughthedarkness]

So I'm in a weird dating situation and I'm just confused and thought lets ask tumblr, lol.

So over the summer I started dating a guy. The first time we met, things went well but I had a gut feeling something wasn't right but I couldn't for the life of me put my finger on it. It was just a gut feeling, something just felt off.

We kept on dating all summer and we realized almost right away that we are very different people. I'm direct, honest and go all in. Even though I'm an introvert in most cases, I felt like I needed to be upfront with him about my intentions. So much so, that I admit, I was overdoing it a little. He was more chill and wanted us to slow down and just date and see where we'd end up. But if I have a feeling or a thought, I share, in the name of being honest and upfront about my intentions. Not him. He's a thinker and needs time to form his thoughts before speaking. And if he doesn't feel like saying something, he keeps it to himself. So to say the least, our style of communication was veeeery different. I acknowledged this and talked to him about it so we could better understand one another. Again, he helped me chill down a little and just be in the moment so I didn't think it was all bad.

What I noticed almost right away, was that I was always more interested in his life and asked him thousands of questions about his work, his family, his hobbies, his likes and dislikes etc and he thought I asked "too many questions". He felt like I was overdoing it. Meanwhile, he never really had many questions about my life at all. I brought this up so we could communicate and discuss. His answer was that he was interested in me but that his communication style was different. He wasn't used to direct questions but would rather see us talk and discuss and through discussions, learn more about one another. So I tried that by backing down on questions and letting it flow. He tried too, by starting to ask me questions to show his interest (which he later admitted that he had to google "what to ask someone you're dating")

However, I noticed again that not much happened in regards to him learning more about me. He'd freely share information about his family, his work, his life by sending me photos and little funny stories about them/him. It was important to him that I knew that he was beloved by friends, family and co-workers. It was also important to him that I knew that he was capable, respected and valuable. Even though I later found out he was leaving his job due to a disagreement with his co-boss in their shared business.

Since we had agreed on a more "free discussion" style of communication, I didn't wait for him to ask me, I just shared photos and information about my life too. The difference was that I always had some follow up question about his life, I showed interest in his relationships with his family members, I made small comments about things he'd share with me to show him I was listening and that I cared to learn more. He would never do the same for me. He'd acknowledge what I shared with him but had no follow up questions or comments. He even said once that it was too soon for me to share private information because "we aren't there yet" while he had already sent me family photos of his family. Sometimes I felt like my photos/stories about my life were sent out into the void. I couldn't understand how you show interest in someone's life.. by literally having nothing to say?

At the start of us dating he was direct with me that he expected us to have an active sex life because he believes sex is part of dating. I agreed but wanted to wait until I was more comfortable with him. He kept telling me he wasn't interested in a relationship without the sexual part. Finally, I felt more comfortable and told him I was ready after our 3rd or 4th date. But then he started acting weird telling me he thought it was better to wait longer, as I had originally wanted to do. I was so confused and felt rejected. I again was upfront and told him I was ready. So we made plans and met up. Turns out he needed to tell me that he had been suffering from a lot of stress and psychological pressure from a lot of different things in life so it affected his physical health. I was shocked. He had made it suuuper clear that he expected sex.. only to keep such information from me. I was supportive and wanted him to know that I was a safe place for him.

So while all of that made me confused and I did bring it up several times with him, he kept showing up. He would always text me, always tell me good night/good morning with heart emojis, always reach out during the day to catch up, always asked to see me and hang out with me, even when we'd argue he'd never call me names, he'd never yell at me or touch me unless I wanted him to. He just kept showing his interest by showing up. Even though I thought some of our contact lacked depth. But I was willing to let a lot slide.

But since the summer, we've been doing long distance with me planning on visiting next month. So we kept in touch by text mostly. Again, he kept on showing up. Not one day went by without him reaching out to me. In that way, he made his interest clear. He kept using pet names for me and was always very sweet like that.

But still, our communication didn't improve much. We still had a lot of big differences about values and life. Sadly, I never really thought he took my feelings seriously about how sad I was that our communication was lacking. I mean, the guy kept showing up in a lot of ways, even through long distance... but he couldn't ask one question about my life or make me feel like he was truly interested in ME. Instead he thought I was overdoing it, trying to shape life to fit a "rule book" and how I just couldn't live in the moment like him. To me, it felt like he was just ignoring my reasons for wanting to make my intentions clear and that I didn't want to waste my time with someone who didn't share my intentions. He said he did, that he too was dating me with the intention of a future together but that we just differ in our ways to get to that future. Again, I was willing to let it slide that perhaps I wouldn't get ALL my emotional needs met and that I needed to trust the process.

While learning more about each other, he told me how he is a stubborn person and will cut a person out of his life if he believes "the other person doesn't deserve to be in his life". He did this to his best friend after they had a fight. But his friend "clawed" his way back into his life and finally he relented and realised his friend "valued their friendship over a fight". He told me he doesn't trust anyone but "god and myself". He told me if someone likes him, he likes them back. If a woman breaks up with him, he'd stop caring about her in 5 seconds because "why should I care if she doesn't care" and then she'd be dead to him. I learned that he had lost his mother as a child and a part of him doesn't feel whole and his only wish is that he'll see her again in the afterlife. I once asked him if he ever forgive people in his life for making a mistake, he said "never". He said if someone wronged him, he'd wait 50 years if he had to but he'd always "find a way to get even".

He told me about an ex, how she cheated on him when they were teenagers. She came back and wanted to date again, so he went out with her and they ended up having sex.. only for him to throw her out right after they finished because she was a "bitxh for thinking he'd take her back". He basically made her believe they'd fix it, played her for some cheap sex and then kicked her out. He was furious with me when I called him out on that behavior and he said "only god can judge me".

He also told me he had gone to therapy a few years ago but he was very private about why he went. So I told him a little about why I went but still, he didn't share much. He just said "I'm a complex person to understand. I have a lot of love to give but it's your job to find that love". He always felt judged, criticized or offended by me, even though it was never my intention. I could question something he had said or done and he'd get annoyed with me for "judging him all the time" or "always expecting the worst". I asked him how he wanted me to communicate with him so we could minimize situations where he'd feel that way but he didn't have an answer, just that I "talk normally".

All of these stories made me feel weird and I wasn't comfortable with it. Then one day we had an argument about our lack of communication and I was just so fed up, I decided to ignore his good morning text and didn't text him all day but I posted a story on instagram about something completely irrelevant to our relationship (a story with my niece). I needed to think, to understand my own feelings and try and understand what our problem was before reaching out.

Later that day he got annoyed and told me to stop behaving like a child. So I finally reached out and texted him back. I asked him how come he couldn't understand that it hurts my feelings that we can't even seem to TALK to each other without misunderstandings, how he makes fun of me by saying I need a "rule book" to life etc for simply wishing we could be better at communicating. He said he didn't make fun of me and that he didn't believe my reaction was normal since the fight wasn't that big a deal.

What did he do? He broke up with me right then and there. Told me it is unacceptable to him that his partner ignores him/his texts and that he can't handle being ignored. While I agree, I should not have ignored him but rather talked to him about it, I'm only human and was growing so frustrated. I said, lets talk about this, lets talk about triggers and what deal breakers we have so we can better understand each other and not repeat the same mistakes. He said he wasn't interested and that he could "never forgive me for this mistake". He couldn't see himself spending his life with someone who ignores his texts because what if this happens again? No, he was not interested in giving me a chance to explain or for us to learn more about the other. I asked him if maybe there were other reasons for him losing interest (me being so direct, too open, moving too fast, my own issues that I work on every day and acknowledge etc) he said no, it was just that ONE mistake, my not answering one text message.

I told him that I thought his reaction to my not returning ONE message, after a fight, was a bit of an overreaction but he said he couldn't risk it, in case I do this again in the future. He said he refuses "to be made a fool" by me so he is no longer interested to continue dating because I had shown my true colors by not texting him back but still posting on instagram as if I didn't see his text. He said "that was clearly directed at me" even though I explained that I have a life outside of him. I asked him if he still liked me and he said that he did but that it wasn't enough after my mistake.

So I asked him what we are going to do about my visit next month. He said he is willing to see me if that's what I want, to see him, but he's not interested in a relationship any longer. He also said he's willing to still text with me sometimes and that he doesn't want to come across as "the bad guy". So if I want to stay in contact with him we can do that, we can talk and we can meet up too. But nothing else.

Wtf. I am no longer interested in a relationship with him after all this.. but what the actual fuck. Am I crazy here.. or maybe is his "black and white" way of thinking just impossible to deal with in a relationship? I would have accepted and respected his decision 10000 times over if he had said that he no longer likes me and doesn't see a future for us. But breaking up over my not returning ONE TEXT MESSAGE?! 🤷🏻‍♀️

#personal #relationships #🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

[redsandroses]

Genre: non-idol au, fluff and angst

Warnings: cheating (yes y/n is a jerk whereas Chan is an angel), swearing, acts of anger but no physical harm. Other than that, it starts really cute and soft and ends pretty fucking sad. 

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader 

Word count: 4.7k

A/N: So this one is really special to me. It was actually way longer than this but I cut some parts cause they felt really personal and could be a trigger for a lot, so here is the cut version. Just want to say if you’ve ever been in a situation where everyone turns their back to you or if people force you to do things you don’t want to, know that you are not alone. There is someone who understands and cares for you out here and you can come to me to vent. I will be all ears. Oh and please don't fucking cheat on people.

“No, no. You cannot leave me like this. Not after all we have been through.” was your last words before your boyfriend left your house.

Chan… He was the best you’ve ever had, he was also the worst you’ve ever had. You met Chan at a convention at his office. You went there as a representetive of your own company for a presentation. At first, he was like everyone else there. But during your presentation his boss made a really offensive and sexist comment which was completely irrelevant to the topic and when you came back at him, no one was on your side since they were all kiss asses but Chan, he stood up with you there. Then he helped you the way out and gave you a glass of water to help you relax. And at that moment you knew you needed him in your life, as a friend as a lover, anything.

A week later that day, your boss who was also your dad, made an announcement that there was going to be a welcoming party for a new employee. You were used to these, your company was a family company and they accepted everyone there as one of them. For the party, your job was to bake a cake cause you baked delicious cakes and cookies. It was one of your specialties. So you did, you baked a half chocolate-half vanilla cake. 

The party was at the back garden of your office. When you arrived, everyone was already there. You looked around to find the new employee but everyone seemed familiar. After a while of searching with the cake in your hands, you bumped into someone. There he was, Chan was the new employee and now you smeared cake all over his jacket. You panicked and started apologising over and over again, trying to clean up the mess you made. Chan was just laughing and he stopped you by holding your hands. 

“Please calm down. It’s just a jacket and I was gonna spill something on it till the end of the night anyways so don’t worry about it.” You looked at him, that was the moment you realised how beautiful his eyes were. They were glowing under the moonlight. He realised you were staring. “Oh I’m sorry, forgive me for being this rude and not introducing myself. I’m Chan but you can also call me Chris and you are…” He peeked at your fingers for a second. “Miss Y/LN, right?” you laughed at how cute he was. “Yes yes, I’m that but you can call me by my first name which is Y/n. You don’t have to call anyone with their last name in the office, not even your boss. We all know we respect each other and trust me it’s easier like this. Oh and also don’t you remember me from last week from your convention?” 

“Ah yes of course I do but since we didn’t met officially there I wanted to do this part again.” 

“Okay I’m a curious cat so I’m just gonna ask, why did you leave your company?” 

“Ahh that. After seeing what a jerk my boss was to you, I simply had to. I couldn’t keep on helping him make money.” You smiled at him. “Drinks?”

That was your first night together. You said your goodbyes there and for a month or so you were just co-workers. He was always smiling at everyone, he was kind and helpful. He got used to the place quickly cause of how warm-hearted he was. You guys practically became best friends since you spent all your breaks and lunches with him. Then one day you decided to invite him over dinner, just for fun and to get to know him better. 

He came with your favourite flower, he was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons open. Seeing him in his casual fits was nice, he looked even better all chill like that. His cologne was one of your favourite smells now. All night through dinner, he kept complimenting your cooking and acting like he was passing out cause of the deliciousness, it was a fun time after so long. Then you poured yourselves some wine and went to your rooftop. 

It was a full moon that day. You believed in the saying “The moon is there when nobody else is.” So you always felt a special feeling when it’s full moon. Either something good or bad happenned when it’s full moon and they all somehow affected your life. You were looking at the moon thinking about what would happen that month, then something hit you. It was there, he was right there. He was the thing happening this time. You turned to him just to find out he was looking at you too. You chuckled. 

“What? Is there something on my face? Oh god there’s sauce on my mouth isn’t it?”

“Hey hey y/n, nothing is wrong with your face. Everything is perfect. Everything about you is actually.” You were shocked, you knew there was something special between you two but you weren’t expecting this. “I uh I um thank you Chan. You are not so bad yourself.” You winked, trying not to show how he caught you off-guard. He took a sip of his wine and chuckled. 

“You think I’m just being nice, don’t you? But I’m serious y/n, there’s something about you that makes me adore you. Since you entered that meeting room, I felt it. You are so smart, you are independent, you always know what to do when things are going bad and on top of those you’re gorgeous.” You didn’t know what to say. You were looking down, drawing circles on the glass. That silence was awkward. “But I will get it if you don’t want a relationship and just want to be friends, that won’t change my feelings for you.” 

He tucked your hair behind your ear. “No matter where we end up, you’re amazing and you will always have me by your side.” You wanted him but you weren’t ready.

“Chan, it’s not that I don’t want to be with you. It’s that I’m not ready for a relationship for now but I don’t want to lose you either.”

“Heyy hey, please. I understand that, and you will not lose me for this. I enjoy your company and I have no intention on leaving you. You are not getting rid of me that soon.” He smiled. There was something with his smile, you could feel his sincerity. You knew he was real. “I don’t want to get rid of you silly.” “Hug?” you nodded and hugged him. Oh how safe it felt to be between his arms. The cold breeze on your face with his warmth on your body felt so peaceful but you had to let go. You knew you couldn’t be with someone, not yet.

After that night, things became a bit weird between you two but he was acting like everything was normal. You hated the feeling that you messed things up. It was keeping you awake at nights, not that you got sleep that much before that but still it was always on your mind. He was always on your mind. You kept asking yourself ‘why did it have to be like this? Why didn’t he come in my life before?’ but that was no use. Questioning wasn’t changing anything. You just couldn’t trust anyone anymore. It wasn’t his fault, he was all one could ask for. It was about you. It was about all the people who let you down.

Days passed one after another and at one night out with him, you decided to open up to him. You told him about all the things you’ve been through and he listened to you attentively. He was shocked by how evil people could get, he cried with you that night and gave you assurance that he would never do anything to hurt you and that he will protect you from bad things coming up your way. He hugged you all night, neither of you got even a minute of sleep but it was worth it. It was worth feeling his presence there with you. It was worth hearing him singing for you the most beautiful songs. It was worth being in that moment with him. 

When it was nearly dawn, he offered to take you to a hill. He prepared breakfast for you to eat there. You were up there half an hour before sunrise. You sat there covered in a blanket, him hugging you. It was so peaceful, there was a breeze but it wasn’t too cold, you could hear the birds waking up and chirping, you could smell the nature and most importantly you could feel Chan’s warmth. It was so quite that you could hear his heart beats and it was a sound you never thought you would need to hear for the rest of your life.

You watched the sunrise while he sang for you. You kept asking for him to sing for you and he kept choosing your comfort songs like he knew all of them. During those peaceful moments, your stomach started rumbling. You got shy and hid your face, he chuckled “Someone’s hungry. Come on don’t be shy, mine does that too.” You shook your head no. He took your hands away from your face. “But you cannot hide your face from me, it’s illegal. And you cannot eat if you stay like that so show me your pretty face.” You opened your phone camera and looked at yourself. “You still call me pretty with these?” You pointed at your fluffy eyes from crying. He took your phone and pointed at his eyes “Well I call myself handsome with these so yeah. You’re still a beauty to my eyes.” You snuggled into his arms and took a photo there. That photo was going to be the reminder of how right he felt for the rest of your relationship. “If you took our best shots, we should eat now baby.”

You spent the rest of that day together and at the end of the night, you got up on the rooftop. It was again full moon and you were snuggled up in his chest watching the moon and the stars. Talking about the shapes they created. Then with an instinct, you looked up at him. He asked what it was but you didn’t say anything, instead you leaned in and kissed him. When you pulled back, he was shocked. His eyes were as big as the moon, it was clear that he wasn’t expecting that. “Chan, I think I’m ready.”

“Y/n, this was amazing but please don’t do anything you are not really ready for. You know I will be here whatever you call the thing between us.” He kept telling you this until you kissed him again to shush him. “Then welcome to your new life as my partner.” He said while giving you an eskimo kiss. This was how your story started.

You’ve been with him for six months now. Everything was going great. You were working together, coming back home together. You did everything with him. There were times he begged you to go out with your friends cause they kept telling him how much they missed you, so you did but it wasn’t any fun without him. You always ended up coming back home to him before even ten p.m. He was your everything and you were his. There was a small problem though, which was your dad. For some reason he wasn’t approving your relationship. He was okay with you dating him but he didn’t want this to turn into something serious. He had some others in mind for you. And you hated all those rich arrogant bastards. Of course not all of them were bad but the ones you knew were just a bunch of assholes.

Even though your dad wasn’t okay with you and Chan, you knew you were going to find a way to be with him for the rest of your life. How could you not? But these perfect dreamy days came to an end when you made one of the biggest mistakes in your life.

One night you were sitting on the couch, crawled up in his arms watching whatever was on the tv. Then between your talks, he mentioned an ex of his was in town for a week and he told you that they were going to meet. Jealousy was never a problem in your relationship. He was the most understanding person ever and he trusted you. And it was the same for him too. You trusted that man with all your heart. But for some reason you got jealous over his ex being in town just to meet with him. You just said okay to him there and went to bed. But there was something eating you from the inside, you couldn’t sleep. So you thought it would be a good idea to check their socials and fuck they were hot, also they seemed familiar. Later you found out you were friends in high school. From seeing those photos, the worries in you grew and grew.

The day they were going to meet came. You decided to follow him which you knew was stupid but for some reason you needed to do it. So after kissing him goodbye, you got out right after him and followed him to the cafe they were meeting at. You thought you were hiding and being smart but you shouldn’t have underestimated your boyfriend. They sat there for an hour then he excused himself to the bathroom. When he went in, your phone rang. It was him. “Hi baby, what’s up? Are you having fun, say hi to your friend for me.” You were trying to act normal. “Y/n, please cut the act. I know you’re sitting at the table behind us. Why are you doing this? Please go home and I’ll be back in an hour, then we will talk.” And he closed. You were embarrased. You wished the ground could open and take you in at that moment. You knew it was wrong, you knew it.

You were walking around the house nervously, biting your nails, waiting for Chan to come home. All these scenarios of lies you were writing in your head but none was good enough to explain why you did that. After exactly and hour, he came. ‘I’m so fucked.’ You thought. He came in, sat on the couch and patted next to him, implying you to come sit. 

“Y/n before you say anything, I just want to say I’m not mad or anything. I’m just sad and disappointed. Why wouldn’t you trust me? Couldn’t I build that trust? I just don’t get it. Care to explain yourself now?” You wished he was mad, him being disappointed was so much worse.

“I uh I don’t know why I did that. I guess I got jealous but Chan I’m so so sorry. I know it was wrong. Please don’t hate me for this. It was so stupid of me.” 

“It’s okay y/n, I won’t hate you for this and you know that. Just... I don’t understand why you felt like that. Can’t I make you feel enough? Is it about that?” 

“No no you make me feel more than enough but I don’t know what got into me I’m sorry. You know I trust you.”

“I just need some time to understand this okay? We will figure it out.” Then he got up and left for a business dinner. You were upset, you were mad at yourself for not trusting a man like him who has never said a word about your friends, your clothes, nothing. He knew you could think for yourself and he respected you enough not to say anything. You changed into your pyjamas and poured yourself a drink. You needed to get your head off of this.

It was now past midnight and you were still drinking but it was not enough. So you changed into a night outfit and decided to go to a bar where you could dance it off. You drank there as well, the idea of not being able to think was in your mind and you were going for it. There were people hitting on you but you refused all of them. But there was this one guy you knew from college there, you talked about your old days for a while. After a couple of drinks together, you offered to take him home, not saying a single word about Chan, which you were going to regret later.

One thing led to another and there you were sitting on him, making out on your couch. The couch you and your boyfriend sat on every night. You were so wasted to realize what you were doing but then you heard the door unlock. And that was the most effective thing to wake you up from the world you were in. The front door opened right to the living room so the first thing Chan saw when he lifted his head was you, half-naked on top of another guy. He just looked at you in disgust. You could feel him being disgusted from his eyes, you could see the disappointment in his eyes. You fucked up. He wore his shoes back on and slammed the door. 

You froze, immediately got up and put on your shirt then asked for the guy to leave. He was judging you with his look. “Wow if I knew this was who you were, I wouldn’t have even said hi. I’ve met Chan before and you, oh you do not deserve him. You should be ashamed of yourself y/n. Please never contact me ever again.” And left.

How could one go back from this? What explanation could make this better? Chan was the most forgiving person you’ve ever came across to but this was something else. You knew you couldn’t expect him to forgive this. And even if he did, how were you going to forgive yourself? Your whole world shattered, you could physically feel your heart aching. What were you even thinking when you took your friend home? Why did you ever need another man’s touch when what you had was perfect? ‘Fuck how am I going to fix this?’ you kept asking yourself. You wanted to cry so bad but you couldn’t. 

There was a knot stuck at your throat and you couldn’t even gulp. Your chest has never felt this heavy before. You didn’t even know where he went, heck even if you did, you didn’t have the courage to face him right now. But you needed to know he was at least physically okay and safe. He was not the type to hurt himself but again you’ve never seen him this disappointed before.

After seeing you with some stranger man on your couch, Chan didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t feeling mad which was making it all worse. If he was mad, at least he could’ve punched a wall or something and get his anger out but no. All he could feel was disgust and for some reason, shame. Shame for you and shame for trusting you this much. He was planning on confronting you about you following him. All he needed was a reason and a sorry, then he was ready to forget it all. He was definetely not expecting to see what he just saw. 

He walked for an hour in the cold, empty streets, not even caring about where he was heading. The imagine of you there on the couch was choking him, he could feel his breathing getting hard. ‘I didn’t deserve this. Or maybe I did, yeah I probably did. There was something missing and I couldn’t fill that in. Why else would this happen?’ he kept thinking. He was this type to blame himself even when he didn’t do anything and he couldn’t help it. He loved you way too much to be mad at you, however he knew you were wrong.

He stayed at one of his friend’s place that night and you, you passed out on the bathroom floor. It was nearly sunrise when you woke up with a horrible headache and nausea. At first, you thought it was a normal hangover but then you remembered last night and you felt the cold tile under you. That realization that Chan was not besides you, hurt your heart once again. You wished there was a way to turn back time and fix all this. You slowly got up, your head was spinning like crazy. That moment you realized, once again, how much you got used to the existence of Chan. You knew if he was there, he would hold you, prepare you one of his magical hangover juices, help you take a warm bath and just be there for you through all day. You knew it and knowing that hurt even more. When you saw your reflection at the mirror, you burst into tears. 

‘He did not deserve this.’ you thought, knowing damn well he was blaming himself even for this. You needed to go to him and get him back. You washed your face and got dressed, ready to go to all of his friends’ houses then you heard the door open. You heard Chan putting down his keys and taking off his shoes. You had no idea how to approach to him, everything felt wrong. You slowly got out of the bedroom and head to the living room with your head down. You could feel his eyes on you but you couldn’t even dare to look at him. You were ashamed, never felt this low before.

“Y/n…”

Hearing your name from him made your heart jump. He never called you by your name, only when things were not cool between you two which has been like that for two days now. You liked being his baby, his sunshine, he even called you his star and his moon cause he knew how much they meant to you. Fuck, you made the biggest mistake. You looked up at him and immediately looked away, it was unbearable looking into his eyes while he is looking at you with such disbelief.

“We have to talk y/n. Please sit.”

He came up to the couch but then went to sit on a chair. He hated that couch, which was his relaxing and safe space for months. You sat on another chair in front of him. “Chan, can I first-” he cut you off. 

“Please, don’t say sorry y/n. You know I won’t buy that. Not this time. All night last night, I blamed myself, yes even for this. Then I realized how much I gave up of myself for you. It was all worth it, till yesterday. It fucking hurt to see you there spying on me y/n. Me out of all people huh? I tried everything I can to make you trust people again. I gave my everything to you. And this is what I get? Heck I was thinking of putting all this behind us but then I come home to see you half naked on top of a guy? What the fuck y/n?” he took his head between his hands, massaging his temples. It was weird seeing him like this, he never talked to you like that. But he had every right to do at that point. He was still being too nice actually.  

“I… I know Chan. I know I fucked up but please please tell me what I can do to make things right again. I’m ready to do everything for you... I know you don’t want my apology but that’s all I can say right now.”

Pure silence…

“Chan… please say something, please. Did I lose you?”

He lifted his head harshly. “I don’t know y/n, what do you think huh? How can I stay with you when you had some man’s hands all over your body? How can I still sit on that couch? How can I even breathe in this room? You give me the answers to that for fucks sake.”

You have never felt this sad before, not this ashamed. You felt dirty, thinking about someone else’s hand on your body and all the lies you told him to follow him that day.

“I can’t give any answers to those Chan, there’s nothing I can say to make it better. I’m ashamed of my behaviour. I don’t know what had gotten into me, you know I trust you mo-” he stopped you.

“Please don’t. You’ve lied enough. If you trusted me, then why did you follow me huh? You think I would ruin my relationship for some random person? You think I would do anything to lose you?” you opened your mouth to say something but he slammed a fist on the table.  You flinched. 

“I’m being naive again. You never cared enough to think those. Maybe at first you did but then you lost it. What was it that I couldn’t give to you? What made you sit on that fucker’s lap?” he shook his head. “This is fucking useless. This talk won’t change shit.”

“Chan… please don’t say things like that. I cared about us, I still do. I know my actions stated otherwise but you have to believe me. You are the one I love.”  

“I find that really hard to believe now y/n. You cannot expect me to forgive you for this.”

“I know I can’t but there has to be a way to fix this, to go back to how we were…”

He was shaking his leg, this always showed he needed to say something he didn’t want to. And you wished you didn’t know what he was going to say.

“There is no way y/n. Why is it this hard for you to understand it? I can forgive a lot but not this. I saw you with my own fucking eyes for fucks sake. How am I going to get that image out of my head? How am I going to delete that face you were making while he was kissing your neck huh? Would you be able to forgive me if I did the same? Fuck no.”

He was right, you hated that he was right. Just for this once you needed him to be wrong. He got up and took his jacket. “I guess this is goodbye y/n. I cannot stand to be here, not even one more second. Thank you for everything, this was good, we were good, while it lasted but I can’t do it anymore I’m sorry.”

Instinctively, you reached to hug him but then he gave you a look written ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ all over it. You immediately pulled yourself back. He was now at the door.

“Oh and you will not see me at work so don’t worry about that either. I’ll be leaving the company, already talked to your dad and oh good news by the way, he was so happy to hear that. You can be happy, we made the old man happy. I will come here in the office hours to collect my stuff.” You ran to the door to hold it so he can’t close. “Chan… please don’t go. I’m begging you please...This can’t be the end. I still love you so fucking much.” You got tears in your eyes, clenching your teeth not to cry.

“I’m sorry y/n, I cannot stay with you anymore. This is too much for me. Goodbye.” Then he left, not even looking behind. You crushed down on the floor, head between your hands, shaking, sobbing until to a point where you couldn’t even breath.

“No, no. You cannot leave me like this. Not after all we have been through.” You said but he was nowhere to hear those.

You never saw him ever again, didn’t hear a word from him. Nothing. He left nothing behind, just the good memories and his scent over his pillow. The only way to reach him was the moon. You talked to the moon every night, hoping somehow he will hear you..

#chan angst #chan fluff #bang chan angst #bang chan fluff #stray kids angst #skz angst #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #chan imagines #chan #bang chan #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #bang chan scenarios #chan scenarios

[frutavel]

About Mahamba (in game, real life and headcanons)

Because I like to blab!

1. In game Mahamba is a rare crocolisk mob in Stranglethorn. You can find him near the Venture Co. Oil rig, near the river. He's the only non aggressive crocolisk mob in the zone if I'm not mistaken.

2. An Alliance quest has you collect a totem and icons from the Bloodscalp trolls. The totem has Pogeyan (lynx) as the fire spirit, Tsul'kalu (gorilla) as the earth spirit and Mahamba (crocolisk) as the water spirit. The same quest says the three of them are worshipped by the Bloodscalp

3. Pogeyan and Tsul'kalu are also rare mobs you can find in Stranglethorn. They have nothing to do with the quests mentioned above, they're just there for the sake of being there I think. Pogeyan is the only one of the three who is aggressive.

4. Mahamba's icon is a leather doll shaped like a crocolisk. Tari has one of those.

5. The real life Mahamba is a crocodile said to have been found in Africa who was just. Huge. An absolute unit. Motherfucker unlimited. There were numerous sightings from different sources who had different size estimates, but they all agree he was Large tm

6. Entering headcanon territory, and following the logic above. Mahamba's in game model is already way bigger than the other crocolisks, I headcanon he's even bigger than that. I don't have exact numbers but he's big enough to swallow a troll whole.

7. His troll form is smaller, but even as small as he can make it he's still way taller than your average Zandalari. Him Big tm

8. In game the only tribe said to worship him is the Bloodscalp, but I think it's safe to assume the other trolls in Stranglethorn do too. I'm 90% sure some of the Skullsplitter follow him, the Gurubashi at least know about him if nothing else (there's a lot of crocolisks in Zul'gurub and like half of them use the same model as him, I'm using that as a footing), and I think there's also some Darkspear who are likely to follow him. Like Tari!

9. This might be a bit of a stretch, but there's also a bunch of crocolisks in Zul'aman (I ran the dungeon just yesterday :D) and some of the Amani beast handlers have crocolisks with them. I will use that as footing to say some forest trolls might worship him too.

10. Another headcanon that might be a bit of a stretch, and this one has nothing to do with Mahamba, but I think it's possible for Pogeyan and Halazzi (the Amani lynx loa) might be related somehow. They've both lynxes and we know the Amani love their lynxes, so they might worship Pogeyan too

11. Following that logic I see no reason for them to not at least know Mahamba exists

12. And that means at least some of the Amani might want to worship him

13. And that might have spread to other forest troll tribes

14. It's my adopted deity and I get to decide who worships him

15. Gral is the loa of the ocean and Mahamba is the spirit of water. That includes the ocean, so technically Mahamba should have power over Gral. The way I settled this is by having Mahamba be the guardian of fresh water like rivers and ponds and lakes, and also the ocean shallows, while Gral's domain is the deeper ocean.

16. This is backed by the existence of saltwater crocodiles irl, they can survive just fine on the ocean but as far as I know they never swim too far from the shore. Same logic applies to Mahamba, he has a little bit of reign on the shallows but everything else is Gral's territory and he stays away from it.

17. He prefers fresh water anyway. It's easier on his skin.

18. Best way to gain his favor is with food. He'll eat anything you offer, meat, fish, fruit, people, anything goes. He didn't get that horrendously big by being a pick eater. Feed him.

19. He's easy to please but his boon is hard to get. Only Tari and a handful of others ever got access to the boss croc's power. You have to make a deal for it and he might mot always accept your offers.

20. He's considered a loa, because as we know trolls consider everything a loa, but his in game title is spirit. I think he works a little differently from your "standard" loa, but I don't know how much different or what the difference is. We will consider him a normal loa for now.

21. Disrespect the waters and you will get eaten. The Venture Co. is number one on his hit list and he has eaten many of them over the years.

22. He gets along fine with his fellow animal spirits, and with most other loa, but he is a little wary of Krag'wa and has called Bwonsamdi a bitch in the past. Big respect for Gral and Torcali on the other hand.

23. If you know how to call to him, he will answer almost every time. You have to learn first, and that takes a while. Tari knows.

24. He is a really chill guy, it's hard to upset him and he doesn't hold grudges unless you really mess up. Don't piss off the boss croc. Please. You're gonna die.

25. You know Tari's blind eye? He ate that. Not literally, the physical thing is still there in Tari's skull, but when he made his deal Mahamba ate the life force and energy that was still in there to seal it. If it weren't for that Tari might still have vision in both eyes today.

#blabbering #mahamba the water spirit #maha is a lil weird but that's how spirits be

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

A slave to fate

(Yandere Bruno Bucciallati X Female Reader)

Warning this chapter will contain sensitive topics, implied rape and drugs

Life had never been on your side. Living in the gangster capital of Italy made it hard for people to live with the temptations of drugs and sex, and unfortunately your parents were two of the many that died due to the temptations of this sinful city, and you had to pay their price now. You were Gangster property now and you knew that you would never escape this brutal lifestyle alive.

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You were currently in a public bathroom fixing up your make up.

"Just what I needed darling" you heard your satisfied customer slur as he left. A shiver in disgust went down your spine, you could still taste him.

"God, I need a fucking drink" you mumbled to yourself as you walked out and started counting you're newly earned and filthy money.

"€145, I could spare a bit for a cola" you said to yourself as you walked to a vending machine and put in the required money and the cold beverage rolled out. You picked it up and twisted the cap, which let out a satisfying crack. Without hesitation you started to quickly gulp it down, the sweet bubbly beverage was bliss to your taste buds and the horrible bittersweet taste disappeared from your mouth.

Your job was not even close to done for tonight as if you came back with that much, it was sure that you would pay the price. You walked across the city, looking for an area to post at but sadly all of the hotspots had been taken. So you were left to post at a park. You wondered around hoping to find a potential customer.

It wasn't to long before you spotted a man heading your way so you gathered all of the nonexistent courage you had and spoke in your sweetest voice.

"Hello, are you lost, do you need any help" you said to him. God you felt ashamed of yourself, you felt your fake smile twitching.

"Get fucked you whore, I don't need your sex work" he spat at you before walking off. You sighed, tonight wasn't your night. You continued to walk around until you found a beautiful rose bush, it looked just like the ones that grandma used to have. You lifted one of the roses to your nose before inhaling it's sweet aroma, it was just like your mother's perfume. The scent carried you on a journey of nostalgia, but a voice quickly tore you mind back into reality.

"Never thought I'd see a prostitute admiring the landscape" the male voice said. You turned your head to the side to see the man behind you. He was a young man, around his early 20s. He had blue eyes and short black hair that was styled in an elegant bob, clipped by two gold pins and a braid across his hairs parting. His he wore a white suit with black pin design on it. Along with the insane amount of zippers. It also showed a lot of his bare chest, which was covered in tattoos. If his clothes had told you anything it was that he was filthy rich.

"Well you know what they say, take time to smell the roses" you lightly giggled to ease yourself.

"Your definitely not like the other, there's something different with you compared to other prostitutes I've met" he said as he walked closer to you.

"How so?"

"I don't know, you don't really suit being a prostitute... You're just too honest, your face doesn't hide how you feel" he said.

"Well that's just been me, I've been a honest person my whole life" you replied.

"Can we take this chat to a café perhaps?" He asked you.

"Yes I don't mind" you said as you began to follow him.

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After 15 minutes or so, you both had arrived at a small cafe. You both sat down at a table on the second story.

"I'm sorry that I didn't ask you earlier for your name" he apologized.

"It's alright. My name is (Y/N)" you said.

"Is that your work name?" He asked you.

"No it's my real name, I don't really have a work name, but a lot of the girls I work with call me Roxanne"

"Well it seem only appropriate then that I tell you my name, my name is Bruno"

"Well it's a pleasure meeting you Bruno" you said as you both shook hands.

"I've been trying to stop myself from asking you this but why are you working as a prostitute? It doesn't suit you at all, you deserve better then that" he asked you. You didn't reply to his question.

"OK, I understand if you don't want to talk about it"

You both continued chatting about normal thing for what seemed like forever a lady came to take drink orders.

"(Y/N), you can order anything to drink, I'll pay" he offered you. You gave his a slightly sceptical look.

"How do I know your not trying to scam me?"

"Trust me, I'd never scam a woman. Only low lives do that"

"OK, I believe you" you said before ordering a drink. The conversion that you both had to lasted around 2 hour before you had to leave.

"Sorry Bruno, but I've got to head back or else my pimp is gonna have me working double shifts"

He grabbed out his wallet to pay the bill, he started mentally counting the money before placing some of it in bills envelope and handing the rest to you, you felt your blood go cold, was he just trying to be a 'nice guy' so he could get in your pants like the rest!

"Um, I'm sorry but my shifts over now..." You mumbled.

"No, you don't need to do anything. Take it as a mean of appreciation for talking to me, I know your pimp won't like seeing you coming back with little to no money" he explained.

"Thank you so much Bruno, really. No one has ever been so kind to me" you thanked him.

"Well I'm glad to have helped a person like you" he said as you both exit the cafe.

"Well I guess I'll tell you why I'm a prostitute, my parents were drug addicts... They were killed by the Giovanni gang... And now I'm paying their debt off by working as a prostitute" you explained before leaving.

As you ran off he couldn't help but stare. He felt a sudden cold chill across his body. Her parents had put their selfish wants before their child, they not only died for it but also left her behind to pay the debts. He had seen the sadness in her eyes but this was more then her eyes had let on.

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Since then you had bumped into Bruno again. After that he revealed that he himself was a gangster, head of the buccirati gang, despite his newly revealed status you still treated him with the same respect you did before. You knew you would be killed if your boss found out about your interactions with him. So your contact with him was very secretive.

Unbeknownst of you, he had stared to fall for you, his empathy slowly evolved into an obsession. He knew that your work was going to kill you at some stage, so he started plotting away to get rid of the Giovanni gang for good and getting you into his arms.

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You had finally gotten back from your long night of working, your perfume barely masking the putrid scent of sex.

“Rough night Roxanne?” One of your co workers said.

“Isn't every…” you mumbled trying not to cry. You had a terrible night. You had gotten into a deadly situation involving multiple armed men. You had bruises and you could barely walk, worst was you had to tell your boss.

After a quick shower you knocked on your bosses door.

“Come in” he said and you aided. He was sitting behind his desk smoking a cigar.

“So (Y/N) how was your night?” He said in a sly tone, he probably though your bruises were from some high paying sadist.

“Not so well… I got mugged” you mumbled.

“I can't hear you! Speak louder!” He yelled.

“I got mugged” you spoke a little louder. He gave you a glare and sighed, he was about to speak before a ear piercing scream was heard. You both rush out to find the source. You found everyone at the front door. A man lying on the floor with a bullet wound in his calf.

“Call the ambulance!” One of crowd shouted, another prostitute. Your pimp pushed past you and grabbed her by the hair before slamming her face down into the table.

“What are you, a fucking retard!” He yelled before slamming her face in again, blood started trickling down her face.

“If we do that they'll expose us!” He screamed as he continued to slam her face in. You couldn't take it anymore, you grabbed his arm, trying to prevent him from slamming her face again.

“Stop it, your going to kill her” you screamed as you tried to get his hands off of her, sure enough it did but it made you his new target. He grabbed you and threw you into a wall making you become disorientated. He then walked over and grabbed your shoulders.

“You think your a fucking hero! well your not! Your my bitch!” He screamed at you as he violently shook you.

“And you'll do what ever I fucking say” he continued as he began to drag you off.

You couldn't remember anything else that night. You were meant to be meeting up with Bruno today but you couldn't leave in this condition. So you stayed in helping out with whatever was needed.

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After a few days the bruises faded and could now be hidden behind some foundation. You quickly imputed the number Bruno had given you into the payphone and it began to ring Once, twice and then he picked up.

“Yes hello?” he answered.

“Hello it's me (Y/N)” you responded.

“(Y/N) where have you been?” He said, hiding his concern.

“I was just busy with work that's all” you lied.

“Meet me at the where we arranged last time” he said before hanging up. You exited the booth and started to make your way to your meeting spot, completely unaware that you were being stalked.

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You sat at the fountain until Bruno had arrived, then you both began to aimlessly walk around. Everything was normal until he said something out of the blue.

"I know you were lying. You weren't busy with work, if you were I would have seen you at some stage. Also I noticed that your wearing more conservative clothing then usual" he blatantly said. Which made your body twitch sightly.

"What was the real reason?" He asked as he stepped in front of you. You stayed silent.

"Please, I can't help you if you won't open up" he begged you. You sighed.

"I got mugged... And then when I came back a man had gotten shot. Someone wanted to call a ambulance... The boss didn't like that so he got aggressive, I tried to stop him but... It just turned his violence against me..." You began to sob. He put a hand on your shoulder.

"I promise you one day, that this will all be over..." He sighed as he pulled you into a hug.

"One day the cursed drug ring will collapse, then you'll be free..."  He said before he pulled you in for a unexpected kiss, the kiss only being for 3 seconds but the sweet taste of cherry balm still lingered on his. To him this was heavenly but you were horrified, the only guy that you thought you could have a neutral relationship with turned out to be wanting more. You became overwhelmed by emotions anger, fear, disgust yet you also felt something fuzzy inside you.

"If you just wanted sex from me you could have just said so from the beginning! But no! You had to play the nice guy and play with my heart!!!" You screamed Before you slapped him hard. He didn't flinch but the look he gave you was one you would never forget. It was a blank stare but the look in his blue eyes was one that could only be described as blood thirsty. Before he could say anything you ran off, leaving him alone again.

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You had just arrived back to the dreaded house after your night of ‘work’, which you had spent most of it sulking to yourself. As you walked thought the door you could hear all off your co workers whispering. One of the girls noticed you.

“(Y/N)! The boss wants you, now!” She said demanding.

“Yes, OK” you responded as you walked the bosses room.

You got to his door and before you could even knock he opened it.

“(Y/N) I need to have a little chat with you” he hissed in voice dripping with venom before locking the door.

“A little birdie told me that one of my prostitutes was having a relationship with our rivals" he cooed as he pushed you into a chair.

“So I only found it suitable to get someone to investigate..." he continued as he gave you a ferocious look.

“And what do I find, that you were interacting with a member of Passioné!!” he Screamed as he wrapped his hands around your frail neck, he shook your body and bashed your head against the wooden frame. You saw the murderous expression in his eyes. You started splutter and gasp for air but it was no use, you were going to die. You started to slip in and out of continuous, you heard a phone ring and his hands let go. He picked up the phone, he silently listened and hung up.

“Your a fucking lucky bitch… Giovanni wants you so be fucking grateful that he's giving your sorry ass mercy"

"He want you to move to work for him directly" your boss stated. You could feel tears forming in your eyes and your mouth became dry. You were falling further into this dammed mafia lifestyle. Slowly you could see that light at the end of the tunnel that you kept running for dispersed into darkness.

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For the last two days you had been locked inside one of the many bedrooms this building, only being let out for lunch. You were forbidden to leave the building until one of Giovanni's henchmen came to collect you. It felt so weird, but you missed the night lights, you missed the bustling city.

You looked out the window you looked down to see your former co workers disappearing into the night. You sighed as you grabbed the power cord of the alarm clock and sat on your bed. Your life had no meaning at this point, you were stuck in an endless cycle of depression. If you took your life now you could escape, you could finally be free. A knock on the door pulled you out of your thoughts.

"They're here" you heard the voice of your boss say as you heard the lock click. The door opened, and you saw the one person that you had wished never to see again. Your parent's murderer.

"It's been a long time..." He said monotonously almost like the voice of a robot. You refused to respond.

"You've grown up" he continued.

"I don't think your boss would be happy with you stalling" you spat.

"Well he said I could stay the night and he did ask me to test you out" he said while giving you a smug grin.

"If you think I'm going to have sex with the man who killed my parents, then your sadly mistaken!" you hissed at him. He gave you an irritated expression before pushing you to the ground and pinning you down.

"No, get off of me! I'd rather die!!" You screamed at him. He held both of your wrists in one hand as he used the other to grab out a syringe.

"I knew you weren't going to be easy" he said before violently stabbing the sharp syringe into your arm, you felt the foreign liquid being absorbed into your blood stream as you body started to numb and your vision contoured everything you saw into an abstract form and you started to fade in and out of reality, he had drugged you.

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After some time later you finally got a grip on your mind again, it was still spinning but you we're sure majority of the high was over. You looked around, you were in bed naked, and that scumbag was lying down next to you. It had happened. You had sex with him, you weren't sure if you'd given him consent or not. You had a banging headache that felt like your skull was imploding on your brain. At this point you didn't care anymore you just wanted to go to sleep.

But to your dismay, the door had opened. At first you dismissed it but as the tapping sound of a person walking closer to the bed you started to grow anxious. You opened your eyes but everything was a distorted blur. You rubbed your eyes and looked at the door way.

Bruno was standing only a few steps away from the bed, his hatred filled eyes staring at something on your bedside table. The syringe. His eyes then shifted to you, his glance was enough to melt you. You wanted to speak but your throat was red raw and you had completely lost your voice. You wanted to move but even the slightest movement made you flinch.

Bruno walked to the other side of the bed. He stared down at the man who was sleeping beside you. They say that eyes were the windows to the soul. If this was correct, you were staring into the fiery inferno.

He then grabbed the man and slammed him into a wall and started beating him to a pulp. You sat up and his your naked body with the blankets.

"...Bruno..." Was all that your throat would allow you to say. He looked back at you for a split second before returning it to his victim, who was screaming in pure agony as to your horror, his body started to fall apart limb by limb. You didn't know how Bruno was doing this but is was horrific never the less.

A strange thought entered your mind. Maybe this was just a bad trip, maybe it's just a nightmare. You're probably just seeing him because of the fears that lied within your self-conscious. But what had just happened was confirmed real as he picked up your blanket covered form and walked out of the room.

"From now on I promise you that no one will hurt you ever again"

"And if anyone even so dares to touch you..."

"They will not take another breath"

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Dimension Wave   Chapter 34 — Limited Dimension Wave

“What’s with all the ruckus at this hour?”

Alto sleepily rubbed his eyes. Beside him stood Yamikage and Tsugumi, both of whom were asleep minutes ago as well. Yamikage had adjusted to living on the seas and has been sleeping properly too. Tsugumi was still half-asleep.

“The ship is being pulled along by something.” “Surely ‘tis but a wave.” “If it’s just a wave, then I don’t know why my Helmsmanship skill isn’t working at all.”

I was able to keep the ship from capsizing when the storm hit us, but I don’t know why it’s not doing anything now. Was it because I caught the Humongous Squid? That shouldn’t have anything to do with it. But if it is, then my fishing must’ve affected something. I mean, that doesn’t really make sense though. We should’ve only been jostled around a little by the drag of the squid. Maybe we simply triggered a flag for the Sea of No Return… but that would be awfully optimistic thinking.

“Be on gua—What?”

I turned around to see who tapped my shoulder. But there wasn’t anyone there. I mean, obviously not. Everybody on board is standing in front of me. To my right are Yamikage and Tsugumi. To my left are Alto and Sheryl. Ahead of me is Shouko. Who would be there to tap me on my shoulder?

“Kizuna, what if there were ghosts on the sea?” “Well, I’d expect you to be a little more scared…”

The lady standing right in front of me seemed as if she could see more than we could. I’m not scared enough to be shrieking out loud, but Shouko looked extremely serious considering the possibility of ghosts and stuff… Well, I know Dimension Wave is only a game, but I wish she would at least pretend to be scared. But someone else was.

“… phantom ships.” “S-S-Su-Surely you jest, miladies!” “Well, I s’pose ghost ships and pirate ships are nautical staples.”

Neither Sheryl nor Alto seemed surprised. It’s true that MMORPG’s usually have them as dungeons or events. Hell, it’d be more surprising if they didn’t show up on a nautical RPG. And why are you pissing your pants already, Yamikage?

“Yeah, you’re right… That would explain why the mist and the sudden chilliness too.”

Visibility had rapidly worsened. The fog, eerie and disturbing, was extremely well done on the developers’ part. Drowsy before, but Yamikage was now trembling. Was she that terrified?

“Hey, Yamikage. It’s a little clichéd, but would you let me scare you with a ‘boo!’?” “How! You would be such a knave!” “Figured you’d get mad.”

I don’t think my joke went over very well, but I also don’t think it made much of a difference that I warned her first.

“Thy mere suggestion has wrought me with fury!” “Fine… then how ‘bout you, Alto?” “No way, José! I’ve got the heebie-jeebies already!” “Heh, I never said I was actually gonna do it, but your guys’ reactions was amazing.”

It might’ve been more fun to push them, but the other three…

“Do tell why you are looking at me like that.” “… try me.” “You’re so oopy spoopy, big bro!”

Yikes. I don’t know what I expected out of my sister, but I really don’t want her to act all cutesy with me like that again.

“But in all seriousness, a ghost ship, huh? Sounds like it’ll be tough.” “Even during the day~!”

Well, the whole party’s leveled up a bit and even I’m at about half the Energy I used to have. I’ve also been using Transmutation to get some Energy out of the squid I fish up, but since the skill is only at rank I, it takes quite a bit of time to cast. Plus, since I get about 5-15 Energy per squid, that’s only about 700 Energy per hour. I’ll probably have to keep using the skill to level it up to II, but it’s yet to pop up even though I’ve been at it for a while now.

“I-I-Is that the ship, perchance?! Oh, but I am so frightened!” “What’s truly frightening is that you still haven’t acquired Night Vision.”

She probably sleeps through the night, but I’ve had it unlocked for so long already. More importantly, though, I looked over to the direction she was pointing. It was glowing in a ghostly white light, emitting a full body sense of dread. The realism of it all truly spoke to the beauty of VR.

The ghost ship was absolutely colossal. Our sailboat was only about 20 meters in length, but we were completely eclipsed in comparison. Sheryl explained that leisure watercraft over 25 feet (approximately 7.6 meters) are designated as cabin cruisers. But this was more like a yacht. It had the space for multiple living quarters and other facilities on board. It was probably, what, ten times bigger us and it had suddenly appeared in front of us. The sails were in tatters and its planks crumbling. If it weren’t for the mysterious white light that it’s emitting, you’d think this ghost ship is just some floating rotten junk. If this were a horror movie, there would be a theremin playing in the score right now.

“Yamikage.” “Gah!” “I… I just wanted to speak to you. No need to be shrieking or anything…”

And just for kicks, I turned to look at Alto and then gazed past his shoulders. He seemed out of it. Whatever it may be, their reactions are top notch. You’ve just gotta have at least one person in your squad like these two!

“I think I respect you a little less now, Kizuna.” “Whaaat? Just because there’s a ghost ship?” “But the look on your face!”

Haha! Oh, this guy. But I suppose there are more important matters at hand. Like the ghost ship.

“Like I was saying, let’s be on guard and prepare for combat. Something like this has gotta have enemies on board.” “Understood.” “‘kay.” “Mm-hmm!”

The three of them replied with confidence if not enthusiasm. The other two? Cowards. Especially that Yamikage. Get a grip! At least Alto’s got an excuse. He’s been busy trading up till now, so he might be a little underleveled. Yamikage, though, has the strongest stats out of all of us. With her Drain, her numbers are better than even Shouko. But, I mean, if she’s simply afraid of ghosts and spirits, then there’s nothing you can really do about it.

“If you two are that bad with ghosts and stuff, you wanna stay behind?” “… Stay behind? Here?” “Yeah.” “I shall follow you till the ends of the Earth!” “I mean, it’s probably safer if you stay here and wait for us.” “Hell to the no! It’s a billion times scarier to be here alone!” “I guess? I grew up watching a lot of this stuff, so I guess I’m used to it.”

My sisters and I used to always rent horror flicks and watch them together. There’s even new VR horrors where you watch in first-person. I’m not crazy about the genre as a whole though. But enough contemplating. Let’s charge on board.

Vrrt!

There was a crackling noise. It was a noise I’ve heard merely two weeks ago. It’s here… With a bright flash of light, time and space warped—

—Limited Dimension Wave.

Kizuna†Exceed (Captain)

Hakoniwa Shouko (Vice Captain)

Yamikage

Sheryl

Tsugumi†Exceed

Altorese

A menu popped up with a list of our names. Once past the blinding light, it looked like the dungeon was located below deck. There was no information on the minimap except for each of our locations. Everything else was pitch black. It’s probably one of those hidden dungeons that pop up in games all the time.

“Limited Dimension Wave?”

I muttered aloud to myself, but everyone else was similarly confused by what it meant. Shouko had already readied her weapon. It’s like she’s some sort of disciplined soldier, ready to engage in combat at the drop of the hat. Sheryl was simply looking around with her usual blank expression. Tsugumi had her battle scythe wielded in both hands. Her lower body trembled while her animal ears twitched agitatedly. Alto seemed out of it, just as before. And then there’s…

“Eeeeeeeeek! No, it’s too scary! Help meee!”

There was about one person who was almost repulsively afraid. But wait. Where did that verbal tic of her go? She’s actually that terrified? I mean, she was scared before, but… I don’t know, I feel bad for putting her through this now.

“Yamikage, it’s alright!” “… Kiz!” “… Who?” “… Miss Kizuna.”

I have so much to say about her correcting herself, but I can save that for later. I’m not about to ask her what she thinks about me though. But Yamikage. Just what is she? I’m sure if I got to know her, I’d understand her more and guess to how she is as a person. Not her character, but rather the actual player behind the ninja. I mean, of course, it’d be rude for me to pry. In online games like this, you never know who’s comfortable sharing what with whom. This is all just theory, but in my mind, Shouko is from old money, Sheryl… I’m not so sure about, Tsugumi is obvious, and Alto is probably… a little older. You know what they say about books and covers though.

“Chill, Yamikage. We’re in a game. Even if there were ghosts, it’s all just a game.” “… I understand, milady.”

From below her, I looked up straight into her eyes… And seemingly calmer now, she nodded in agreement. Alright, with her out of the way, I had to get a handle on the situation. I just had to pay no mind to Dark Shadow holding on to my sleeve.

“So, what’s does ‘limited’ mean?” “… With restrictions.” “I mean, if we look at it literally, then I suppose it’s a restricted Dimension Wave?” “I believe it to mean that it is limited to the current party listed in the information screen.” “Ooh, that makes sense…”

This was something I’ve seen more than once in MMO’s. It’s not dissimilar to instance dungeons and party quests. Tsugumi had played one that was all about co-op with your party members. It’s a total cliché, but I’ll bet that we’ll have to clear this dungeon and then defeat a boss. We’ll get quest rewards and boss drops at the end too. And we’re probably limited to doing this once a day or once a week or something. I get it now. That’s probably why it’s limited.

“Alrighty. No point to standing around like this. Shall we?”

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[crescentmoonrider]

so uh, i was telling @ishibooty about my daydreams and the fact that somehow in two of these scenarios, marcus ends up joining libra, and all of a sudden it was 5am and i had 3k words of summary of marcus’ arc for one of them

there are two parts to it. this was supposed to be a side-plot. why am i like this

anyway enjoy my ramblings i guess

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Mushroom arc

Marcus and Leo meet at the hospital (Daniel came to visit/interrogate/make fun of Steven and kicked Leo out of the room) and leave a good impression on each other. (“So uh, are you also a cop ?” “Why does everyone assume that ? Is it my name ??”)

Later, Libra investigates on a drug ring. Because the drug seems to incorporate magic in its fabrication, making it as potent on humans as well as all sorts of beyondians, Leo is sent alongside Zapp to get a sample and get a closer look and maybe identify the spellcaster or something. Marcus is in the club and makes himself known, and it turns out he is part of the gang. Zapp and Leo get invited to a private room and meet some of the higher-ups (Marcus included), buy their sample, and are then asked to breathe into a container, of which they are assured it is perfectly safe, just a security measure. Since murdering clients seems like a pretty bad business plan for a drug ring, the duo does what they’re asked. They pass out and wake up in the club, with no memory of the past 30 minutes.

Later, Leo is greeted by Marcus at Diane’s Diner and they have a chat, during which Leo feels like he met Marcus recently but can’t seem to place it ? Marcus makes fun of him, asks if Leo has been hanging with Mushroom beyondians and at Leo’s confusion, mentions the amnesic effects of their spores.

Leo comes back to Libra all “MOM HOLY FUCK”, and the team decide to investigate that memory-erasing spore thing. Also one of Steven’s “contacts” discouraged him from looking deeper into the drug ring geez I wonder why that might be.

In parallel to that whole investigating, Leo goes to eat out with Nej, accidentally bumps into Marcus, and they somehow become a trio of burger pals ? (“wait what do you mean you sold Nej burgers for profit” “it’s money my dude”) Hanging out together during lunch break regularly, all that jam. At some point, following Leo and Marcus complaining about their respective workplaces and co-workers (preluded by Marcus being all like “work ? like, part-time ? aren’t you in high school ?” “… I’m 21…” (quietly) “what the fuck”), Nej mentions having an actual job but can’t seem to remember it. Cue laugh track I guess.

Plot twist it’s not funny it’s actually tragic because the place Nej works at is the spore extraction factory that serves as the center of that Mushroom traffic. Chain, Zapp, and Leo storm the place, Leo gets beaten up, Nej is traumatized, the Mushroom beyondians are evacuated, the building is burned down and so are the spores. Meanwhile, Marcus is allowed for the first time into the laboratory, meets the spellcaster, looks around the place and asks non-suspicious questions, he’s just curious and enthusiastic and kind of dumb in his cleverness but that’s just how Marcus is haha look at him, such a good and loyal guy (we hope).

Someone caught Leo and Zapp on tape while they destroyed the factory and since Marcus is friends with Leo, it’s a bit uhhhhhhh suspicious ? Marcus is all “do I look like I have control over whatever every single one of my friends does ?”, the Chief goes “okay well, would you fucking mind getting that kid over here so we can know where he learned about the spore factory ?”, and so Marcus goes to do just that.

Except he doesn’t. What he does is go see Leo at the hospital, offers to go on a walk in the hospital park, covertly gives Leo a vial of his own blood, and tells him to act like they’re fighting and then run away and bring the vial to Daniel. He then makes as if to grab Leo to take him with him.

Leo knees him in the dick and books it. The gang guy dispatched to make sure Marcus actually did his job watches and comes to the conclusion that Marcus is on their side because, like, yeah.

When he gets the news and the blood, Daniel calls the narc brigade to start the tracking, grabs Leo, gets in the car, and starts driving. The “tracking” is actually blood magic, the vial of blood Marcus gave Leo reacting to sigils he left at the lab and even on the spellcaster and forming spikes in the direction of it all. Turns out Marcus was an undercover narc looking to get his hands on the spellcaster (drug labs are rather easy to make, having a magic user able to apply their knowledge to that kind of craft is a lot less common).

Of course when magic is activated, it risks being picked up on by other magic users, so any intervention needs to be swift, and also Marcus seems to have been under some suspicion (why else would he ask Leo to serve as a middle-man) so things need to move real fast. (“wait so you’re going on a drug busting operation with a civilian in your car ? I know I said I wanted to know what the hell is going on but that’s kind of, like, uhhh” “you’re holding the vial and giving me the directions, I can’t do that while driving”)

Anyway, most of the gang is arrested, Marcus ends up in the hospital because he saw some kids crossing the road without watching and jumped in to save them, ironically saving him from being exposed as a cop to the underworld, and Leo later apologizes for kneeing him in the dick. End of arc

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Boss arc

Marcus takes advantage of his old gang being disbanded, and of him still looking like a regular crime guy, to join another, bigger group. The Boss welcomes him with open arms because 1) Marcus sells himself really well (“yo my brother’s a lieutenant of police, I got some intel”) and 2) they actually knew each other before the Collapse, and while Marcus never worked for him, the Boss has a lot of respect for him.

The burger trio still hangs out together, and sometimes Marcus also hangs out with Leo alone. It’s a nice break from work for Marcus honestly, Leo is a chill guy, and it’s great to not have to pretend to be someone else, with someone who isn’t Daniel, for once. And for Leo it’s also a nice break from the usual Libra madness. They share wacky stories, some gossip, one time Marcus arrives like “LEO HOLY FUCK” because he spotted Steven at Daniel’s flat and they both lose their shit. They also get a little more real sometimes I mean, both of them have some heavy baggage, and Marcus doesn’t have a lot of emotional support outside of his brother (who is married to his work and not great at emotions himself). In short, they’re friends.

Anyway, Leo may or may not be developing a crush – whatever the truth is, Zapp has decided to go on Big Brother mode and drag Zed along to stalk Marcus and make sure he’s an okay guy. (“are you sure this is necessary ?” “this is HL, and this is Leo, he’s like, a trouble magnet ! and if things turn out badly, guess who will have to deal with the fallout ?” “… you actually care, don’t you” “shut up !”) Of course, Marcus publicly performs as a Crime Guy, so that’s a little… well…

Zapp and Zed follow Marcus to a shady pub where Marcus has a meeting with the Boss (“wait isn’t this guy like, a crime lord” “god fucking dammit”), get spotted, but since Marcus isn’t about to out them as Libra if he can avoid it, he just ironically buys them a drink. And that’s how a hot mess and a merman end up sharing a table with a Crime Guy and a Crime Lord. Zapp, always the diplomat, asks Marcus to break up with Leo. Marcus is obviously very confused because, like, they’re not ??? A thing ??? So Zapp instead tells him to not start a thing, while Zed sits there nervously and very obviously tries to not look at the Boss.

Marcus laughs it off, but he ends up a little shaken by the encounter honestly, not because Zapp said anything particularly clever, but because it echoes doubts he’s been holding about himself for a while now. He’s been doing his job for quite a long time, has done quite a lot of shitty things to keep his cover up, and he – he isn’t quite sure he’s really helping. Sure, he’s lead to the dismantling of some drug rings, but was it worth it ? If he looks at what he did for the past years, how exactly is he different from the people he targets ?

Also there’s like, Collapse trauma, which in his case is also closely related to that whole issue. For three days, Marcus walked around with a suitcase of “merchandise” from whatever his gang was at the time, doing his best to survive and get that thing where he was supposed to get it and not lose it and not act like a servant of the people who would actually help, or try to help at least. Marcus made it out of the Collapse with his cover intact, his gang mostly dead, and a suitcase full of shit he didn’t know what to do with because the people he was supposed to bring it to died and he did it all for nothing. He let people die for nothing.

And he does feel a kinship with some of his “co-workers”. He’s friend with some of them. He slept with one of them, at a time when he had just lost whatever purpose he’d had for the three days the Collapse lasted, at a time when he couldn’t get in touch with his family and make sure they were alive and he was just so desperate for someone he knew, for some human warmth, for whatever comfort he could get. And the Boss (at the time not his boss, but someone he knew and who made business with whoever he used to work for) was kind and praised his determination and good work and just held him with no judgement.

Marcus enjoys the Boss’s company. What happened after the Collapse was a one-off thing, but they’ve been in touch ever since, drinking out sometimes, sharing some quiet comfort together. The Boss introduced Marcus to a new group in exchange for his merchandise. The Boss keeps on vouching for him, trusts him, and Marcus almost feels a little guilty.

He feels guilty a lot, he finds, whether that be when he enjoys drinking with his co-workers or when he works at home on a spell that would identify the caster in charge of their drug.

One time, Steven comes to the Boss with a deal, information for whatever price the Boss gives and Marcus sits there, at the Boss’ right, watches Steven and the apparent friendship between him and the Boss and thinks “ah”. Same fucked up hat, same dilemma, same constant walking a line you can barely see.

At Daniel’s place (Steven has been there a lot more often lately, and Marcus a lot less, but they still end up meeting at times), neither of them mention that moment of recognition. But Marcus mentions being a little tired, and Steven half-jokingly offers him a place in Libra, should he ever want a change of pace.

And Marcus thinks maybe, just maybe, this would be better. Maybe he could help, really help, the way he wants to. He just needs to finish this job. Just this one job.

It’s not that he means to isolate himself, he just really needs to figure this spell out, and anyway Zapp was exposed as Libra and that brought suspicion on Marcus because of the whole “don’t date my friend/colleague” incident and while the Boss trusts him, there’s this one guy who has some amazing instincts (and maybe holds a grudge for that time Marcus beat him up for trying to sell stuff to kids), and that means hanging out with Leo is probably a terrible idea. And he has work. And he is so, so tired. He has nightmares, too, a little more than usual. Maybe more than that.

It’s a good thing that there are spells offering protection against nightmares, really, a good thing there are spells that provide energy too. Marcus has a rule against ever consuming something he sells, but he’s been so tired lately that he gets close. But there are spells for sleep that work better than alcohol, and spells for energy that work better than cocaine, with none of the less appreciable side-effects, and it’s a shame the only magic he knows is blood magic because drawing blood to activate them is a pain, literally. But it’s a small trade-off for the ability to keep it together and finish his work.

Leo actually seeks him out once, and while the encounter is short because Marcus can’t afford to hang out with “most definitely Libra” and tells Leo that (and also mentions Zapp and Zed’s visit because he is petty), it’s also nice to have Leo be all “if it’s because you’re afraid of getting me into trouble, friendly reminder that this is HL and that I am Libra” at first and just. Miss him, apparently ? Marcus will have to treat him to lunch once he is done.

After that, after his eyes pick up on the weird magic going on over Marcus’ shoulder, Leo looks up spells by shape, and if he was worried about Marcus avoiding him before, he is now worried for an entire different set of reasons. Square-shaped spells are reinforced exponentially, and there’s no way anything stronger than a level-1 energy spell (the equivalent of an espresso) can be healthy. Also he is going to kill Zapp.

And finally, finally, Marcus gets his breakthrough. He finalizes his identification spell, drops a little blood on the powder in the middle of the circle, and gets a signature. He can track this caster. He grabs paper, a pencil, writes down the signature sigil, calls Daniel to tell him that he got it, and – and there was a defensive spell inside the drug because of course there was and Daniel needs to come here right now.

At the time, Daniel is wrapping up a case with Klaus and Gilbert nearby, and there is no question what the fastest vehicle here is. The others can manage without him. Daniel reaches Marcus’ flat in record time, Klaus on his heels, and they find Marcus unconscious on the floor, left arm injured, in a state that seems much worse than it should be.

Daniel grabs the paper Marcus is holding, Klaus compresses the injury and carries Marcus to the car, and Gilbert drives as fast as possible in these conditions. Calls are made – to the narc brigade, sending them the signature so they can do whatever it is they need to do with it and so they can prepare to start the tracking of what Marcus left for them to find, and to Steven, who is currently free and can absolutely help in the capture of the higher-ups of the gang (Leo definitely helps spot anyone who escapes).

Luciana welcomes them with the same determination she has at all times, and the slight annoyance she always expresses at seeing Daniel, and hurries Marcus inside. “What did he take ?” she asks, and Daniel could strangle her. Marcus doesn’t take anything, he is a professional, how dare she – but he is overdosing, Klaus was the only thing keeping his heart beating during the drive there, and the powder on the floor of his flat seemed weirdly crystallized, like it had solidified and broken. And there was no weapon that could explain Marcus’ injuries. And the conclusion Daniel and Luciana reach is. Bad.

He answers Luciana’s questions, asks for a small sample of Marcus’ blood, shouts at whoever he has on the phone at the time, and goes for the car. Luciana is baffled, Gilbert readies to drive, and Klaus says he will stay at the hospital and call if anything happens. It’s not a pretty arrangement, but the look on Daniel’s face was one that promised death to anything that tried to stop him, so.

I could go into length about the capture, about the way Daniel almost killed the Boss for his words, about the return to the hospital and the gruelling wait for news, about the way the Luciana on coffee break duty told Daniel off for criticizing her devotion to her work when he isn’t much better himself, about the relief Daniel felt at it being personal, a revenge of sorts, instead of something he’s heard much too often about his being heartless. He isn’t, if Marcus died it would break him, but he simply doesn’t know any other way to deal with these emotions than drowning them in work.

Later that night, after Steven has dragged him home to make him catch at least some sleep, he will tell Steven about the death of his grandfather, back when he was a kid, about Marcus crying for an hour, about himself not shedding a single tear, instead finishing the model boat the three of them had started because he needed to do something. It will be the first time they have that kind of discussion, the first time it feels like whatever they have going on is a serious relationship. But that is a story for another time.

When Marcus wakes up, a few days later, he asks Daniel to transmit his resignation letter. His recovery will take time, months even, to get back to a functioning state both physically and mentally, but that is the first step towards that. Another step will be to buy Leo and Nej lunch when he gets discharged, reconnecting with them. And another will be to ask Steven if the job offer was serious, and to accept it.

Marcus joins Libra as a blood mage with some background information on drug dealings, and he thinks, for the first time in forever, he can help.

(Also he hasn’t told Daniel anything about that last part and he is not looking forward to that conversation, at all.)

#kekkai sensen #blood blockade battlefront #marcus law #leonardo watch #yumi writes #note : blood magic and blood fighting techniques are not the same and actually dont have much in common #yes i actually made some magic theory for this. its. somewhere in my unscanned sketches #my naming conventions for most characters are. terrible. if i dont know your name ill just call you by your job #idk if read mores are still as buggy as they used to be on mobile but it they are im very sorry #body heat AU

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okay to talk about EXACTLY HOW i would handle giving charon a big good boss fight and also sympathetic backstory and redemption and all that jazz

there are approximately ten million words beneath the cut, and also ten million raspberries in my shampoo, and these charon thoughts are just as sweet as that

alright so ALREADY i kinda did feel like he was sort of a friendly enemy when i first played the game?? like his Thing of being the constantly never fightable dude actually was kind of sympathetic in a way. it always just felt like he was Chilling Out and not giving much of a shit about being evil and also had nothing personal against you the player. he doesnt follow any of cyrus’s big philosophy and he’s clearly only here for the money and really phoning it in, and that kinda makes him not your enemy at all, even though he’s on the team youre fighting. Like I always found it a good establishing moment that in the Valley Windworks when they first introduce “hey this time there’s two galactic teammates here” and all, CHARON IS STANDING DIRECTLY IN EYELINE OF YOU RUINING EVERYONE’S PLANS. he’s just standing there! and of course he’ll never do anything to warn mars about you, the game just isnt programmed that way. but it fits really well with his character if you think of it as an intentional thing? just imagine this random gramps sitting there drinking tea while all his teammates actually Care About Things and Use Effort. He’s always criticizing team galactic’s plan too and like WHY IS HE DOING THAT TO YOU if not because Nintendo Wants Him To Be My Best Friend ok. Like he doesn’t fuckin trust anyone on his team so why would he spill the beans about his big secret plans he has to make money off of this villain plan and then bail before they actually do all the dumb shit with legendaries and such. Yes ok its PROBABLY just because its a videogame and they need to exposit stuff to the player that the character is probably just thinking and not saying out loud. But wouldnt it be so much better this way!!!! Also even when you finally face off against him personally in the postgame for his actual dumb money plan he’s still like ‘lol fourth wall breaking time im gonna not have a boss battle cos if you beat cyrus’s ass i aint got no chance’. Dammit nintend i still wanted to fight him but thats endearing so i cant stay mad at u! And he has several lines during it with stuff like “i like seeing children trying so hard BUT YOURE TOO LATE” and “youth like you can live in idealism but for me its all about the money”. Like man u remember that time i had a big angry rant about how his manga version was super OOC cos they didnt just choose to make him eviler but made him murder a child? like the only time anything involving children is mentioned in canon its him being mildly more polite to children!!! MILDLY FRIENDLY! LET ME HAVE THIS...

okay so YEAH the first big change would be just giving him more screentime and more fleshed out character in these early scenes. Make him a full on friendly character who is technically on the opposite side but has no beef with you and no loyalty to the greater plan of his team. So he’s just comically like “oh hi again! yeah lol today’s plan sucks huh?” and makes idle conversation while the main character villain admin of the day is actually doing important plot stuff. like have him along for everyone’s scenes not just mars at the start, dissappear for hours until the very end. And yes definately keep the thing of the game constantly lampshading that he’s a new character for the third version of the game, and everyone in the team thinks he’s useless and forgets he’s even there. it was annoying in the original game cos he actually didnt get any love from the writers themselves, but yknow you could give him an expanded role and rewrite that stuff to be more like “oh poor guy he’s the underdog”, yknow? am i the only one who felt inherantly sorry for him?? i mean he’s a tiny grandpa!!! and he looks so sad on his official art!! Oh oh and also add the additional running jokes and expanded characterization he had in his very brief anime appearance, which was honestly the only well written part of the entire team galactic arc. It fleshed out a bit of his relationship with jupiter who never really appeared alongside him in the game except to say “im not teaming up with you” at the end. Having the context that she finds him annoying cos she’s very serious and also very dedicated to cyrus so she hates this opportunistic bastard pretending to be dedicated when its an obvious lie. And also she thinks his laugh is obnoxious XD Oh also I liked how they expanded upon that one scene of Saturn being sarcastic at gramps and made it into an actual thing that him and charon most often work together and have a mutually sassy dynamic. I found it humanizing that anime saturn is very serious but can comically overreact to very minor teasing from this grandpa! I thought that was better than the games where he’s just serious or the manga where he was 100% changed to be 100% silly and kinda stole charon’s personality for reasons i will never understand.

ANYWAY! IN SUMMARY! show scenes of charon being endearing by being not really interested in the big evilness, being underdog-y by always failing at his smaller evilnesses and getting disrespected, and also maybe drop in some more interpersonal relationships between the admins to hint that charon does indeed have some friendship going on even if he’s a tsundere bitch who’d never admit it. Also maybe the other thing from the anime where they made him a cool computer guy? cos srsly it was lazy that the games just said “he’s the science” and never clarified wtf he actually does at his job. cos cyrus is already a science boss??? he kinda already did most of the big sciencey plans?? why does he need this man if its not for mechanical or legendary pokemon stuff OK HEY MAYBE COMPUTERS! also its funny to imagine him being a memey blogger but sun and moon actually made faba canonically that so i dont think you could improve on him. TAKE NOTES FROM BEAN MAN, NINTENDO

Also maybe you could hint at the rotom backstory before it actually happens? like could just show some mild implications that he is sad, cos the ‘friendly enemy’ thing would already be decent foreshadowing for him potentially having a soft spot. “Wah i am an emotionless evil money man” says local villain, while gossipping with Dawn about his coworkers and sharing lemon squares. But like I mean i don’t really want him to be LITERALLY that, i still like him being grumpy and guarded about his secret good heart. I’m just saying “friendly” as in.. sort of a disconnect between what he says his personality is and how he actually acts. The stuff he actually says is very grumpy but like.. hey he’s saying stuff to you when he doesnt need to, and nobody else on this team is casually talking to you as if youre not an enemy. Like he’s SUBCONCIOUSLY friendly and doesnt realise it? He’d never SAY “i am lonely hello please talk to me” but he’d sure as hell walk over to you and talk to you anyway. About grumpy things! Grumpily! And maybe express occasional compliments in a sort of “haha im surrounded by idiots you’re way more down to earth than all these adults who act more like children”. Cos in that fourth wall breaking moment he has, he respects that you’re a badass and decides thats why he’s not gonna have a boss fight. “You’d just kick my ass, so lol fight these grunts instead while i run away and do my evil plan” That is the kind of sympathetic charon i want!! He’s doing a douchey thing by breaking the script of how boss battles work and making everyone else fight you instead even though he knows that they’ll lose. But he’s also likeable because breaking the script of boss battles is unexpected and comedic! And he’s also accidentally being complimentary to you so its like SIMULTANEOUS JERK AND NICE AT THE SAME TIME. Thats the good stuff!! That quality grumplegramp content!!! if he got redeemed and just 100% changed his personality to lose all the sass and sneakyness then that’d be boring yo...

OKAY WHERE WAS I? Okay hey once you’ve established that, maybe now you have a basis for the sad foreshadowing!! Like you could have one scene where he’s suddenly NOT friendly, he’s not just grumpy in the funny sort of way but actually seems cold and stoic and actually does something useful to the team’s mission or whatever. Sort of a ‘whoa what’s wrong with him today’ thing and it could be subtle cos on the first playthrough you’d just think he was being a jerk cos he’s a jerk and all. but maybe it happens on a scene of team galactic doing some evil plan in eterna forest/other place that’d potentially relate to the rotom sidequest. like he’s just really fuckin depressed to be reminded of his one big failure in life. OH maybe it could actually be at the unnamed junkyard thats mentioned in his backstory but doesnt actually feature as an area in the original game? It could make sense that it’d be part of their plan cos team galactic attacks various energy sources and other technology related places to find the stuff they need to make the big world erasure machine. could just be simply them robbing some old generator parts after their attempt to take the whole power plant failed.

Oh and also maybe add a lil something to his last scene at the galactic lab? Cos like.. what we already have in the game has potential to be a moment where he did a good thing but no its not. Like when you look at it, hey he kinda helped you out here by being all “hey lol saturn the kid is here, bye im not stopping u, feel free to take the lake trio”. Even if saturn is the one who actually SAID feel free to take the lake trio and actually had a good hint at redemptiveness moment and all. Please never take that away, that was good, you just coulda had both of them do it, yknow? And we dont wanna make charon go full good guy all of a sudden when he hasnt even finished his characetr arc, so instead make it more of a moment where its like “im a bad guy but this is going too far”. Like maybe ACTUALLY HAVE A PAYOFF for the foreshadowing that he has no loyalty to cyrus and is blatantly plotting to betray him at some point. He never actually did!! He only tries to capitalize on cyrus already being defeated in an entirely optional sidequest that fails at delivering a proper payoff.

So hey! My idea! Add some complexity here by making it clear that charon is evil in a more petty and mundane way and not in a.. like.. actually dangerous way. Once things start getting actually dangerous he starts chickening out! Like he’s a jerk who does mean things to get money but he’s just MEAN and not friggin murderous or worldending. Give him a moment of “oh shit cyrus was actually serious oh god how do i get off of this train”. Like it seemed that he never really believed that team galactic would ever truly create a new world, and he certainly didnt give a shit about it, he just thought he found an easy opportunity for a paycheck in some dumbass’s deluded plan that’d never really work. But OOPS i guess it actually is happening, oh fuck! Give him a bit of a crisis where he realizes what he actually helped this man do, but not like a full on “everything ive ever done is bad and i dont wanna be evil anymore”. Not YET! Just friggin.. “oh fuck i cant spend money if the universe doesnt exist and also i am dead”. “PLEASE HELP ME CHILD, CYRUS IS GONNA TAKE AWAY THE MONEY!!” xD It’d be fitting for his character and a good light moment of comic relief after the emotional and dark stuff happening around this section of the game. Like he already kinda does that by having that scene of saturn snarking at him, but it could be even more funny! Move the first him and saturn bickering scene to earlier on and have this be like a satisfying scene of saturn actually winning? cos in the anime it was always charon being smug and making fun of him while saturn gets all grumpy about it, now it could be the reverse with smug charon having a breakdown and realising his whole money plan is in shambles and its his own fault.

Also maybe it could have additional payoff with Charon actually helping you take down cyrus? Again, not actually because he’s switched sides but because he's still evil but evil for different reasons than cyrus. That good ‘reluctant teamup with minor goofy villain to take down big actually scary villain’ thing. With the added bonus that the minor goofy villain is objectively a worse person than the scary villain and the scary villain is still redeemable, as opposed to in the manga where they used this same trope in the form of “cyrus is good now and we’re making charon the big scary villain to prove how good cyrus is cos charon is worse”. That was dumb. It was especially dumb cos WHY ON EARTH would you pick charon for this??? like they still had moments of him being comedic and wimpy yet at the same time wanted us to believe he was legitimately threatening? ANYWAY my idea for this is that charon’s computer skills could pay off and it could be something like “oh i always put a failsafe kill switch in my computer just in case i need to grab the money and run”. Like him being a paranoid untrusting selfish asshole was actually the reason he was able to save the day! Also it would explain why cyrus’s machine only fails and summons giratina in platinum version. the manga actually did say that charon sabotaged the machine so thats one actually good thing that came from it! Congrats u filled one plothole while making twenty more XD

OH and perhaps this same section could also foreshadow the rotom thing? like I was thinking about how he could actually choose to give up and let you take the lake trio and have it still be 100% in character. It could be an extension of his “shit, i didnt think things would get this serious, please save me from the consequences of my own actions!” moment. Cos I think that any normal dumb greedy money man would still be horrified at the idea of mutilating a thousand year old majestic unicorn of mythology and then flushing it down the toilet when it outlives its uselessness. Like he doesnt do it because he wants to help you save the day or anything, just cos the idea of killing the lake trio is just too evil for even him. It could be kind of a meaningful moment about how cyrus is doing all this for good reasons yet they caused him to do these actions that are even more evil than the actual dude with evil motives. And maybe you could establish this through a scene of him and cyrus inetracting, which could also help amp up how intimidating cyrus is, in preparation for the big climax? Have charon trying to wimp out of “disposing of the useless specimens”, but cyrus is having none of it. Like it could start off funny with him making up loads of other excuses cos there’s no way he’d admit he’s having Feelings and all. “Wait but let me have them! if theyre useless to you then i can just sell them right?? ha ha thats the only reason im saying this, lol you know me i’d never be swayed by any sentiment” But cyrus sees through it instantly and gets right up in his face like fuckin Raw Cold Fury, no you are NOT going to disobey me. He is PISSED OFF because the only reason he kept this useless senile old bat around is because he’s the only one in this group who isn’t a simpering moron at the mercy of their pitiful heart. If you can’t even do that, then what’s the use of you? So everything charon tries fails and all he accomplishes is getting fired on the spot for even TALKING ABOUT defying his boss. And cyrus just orders saturn to dispose of the lake trio instead. Saturn of course is smarter and says nothing in defiance, but then the both of them work together to let you take the pokemon and just act like they failed to stop you rather than doing it on purpose. And its kind of an uncharacteristically quiet and intense moment between these dudes that are usually at each other’s throats with funny banter. They’re united for a moment but for very different reasons. Charon knew that cyrus wasnt a good guy from the very beginning and he just underestimated him, and is now feeling in over his head and worried this could be the end. And saturn always thought cyrus was good but is starting to struggle with doubts. And maybe charon actually tries to warn saturn about it? Like “hey i knew this all along but i never told you but HEY CYRUS MIGHT ACTUALLY KILL US ALL” and saturn starts on his usual speech about cyrus being the greatest but he starts to question it and AAAAA! but ultimately this moment isnt the moment where he makes the right choice, and he does end up going back to cyrus and continuing the plan. and also charon is on the edge of actually doing something good and trying to stop cyrus’s big ol doom time (albiet for selfish reasons of No Money In The New World) but he also wimps out from this chance and instead decides to grab as much cash as he can and run the fuck away, as if its even possible to outrun the destruction of a whole dimension. but at least him and saturn agreed on the lake trio rescue operation, thus their moment of almost-redemption helped the player even if they didnt actually turn good. AND then you’d have the surprise moment of charon actually stepping up at the last minute and doing his thing to sabotage the machine and all. which again doesnt really solve the whole thing and doesnt really make him turn good but at least it downgrades the threat from ‘cyrus actually succeeds in destroying the world’ to ‘okay we just need to deal with a slight case of poke-hell and one collossal centipede’. Srsly man sinnoh’s plot has the highest stakes cos in platinum you straight up actually fail and cyrus actually would have destroyed the world if not for giratina! Oh and also a random note is that i think it’d be funny if charon helped you out while still running away? like you just learn about the machine sabotage being his responsibility cos it flashes his goofy hacker logo from the anime or something. Maybe instead he hacks your Poketch and is like HEY HELLO IM GONNA SPLODE THE THING BUT NOT COS IM A GOOD GUY, BTW I AM A SAFE DISTANCE AWAY PLEASE DONT LET CYRUS KNOW I DID THIS

SO YEAH! whatever! whether or not we get that added bit of teamup with charon in the climax, we’ve still given him a bit more screentime so the player actually remembers him and actually cares about doing his optional sidequest in the postgame. so him not having a boss fight would be less of a letdown and all. But having the teamup plot would be a good opportunity to turn the wifi event into not a wifi event! maybe during his panic charon drops the key to his secret lab and thats how you get it? cos really it makes no sense at all that the magic wifi gods can just hand you something you’d have no idea existed and never have an opportunity to get. none of the other wifi items are literally a thing owned by a significant character that needs to be teleported out of his pocket by plot magic! Also it sucks that a chunk of important backstory would be hidden in a wifi event so if they still wanted rotom’s alt forms to be a wifi event then JUST make it the ability to get the forms and not the charony diary bit. Cos it makes no sense that the ENTIRE REASON CHARON EXISTS is to introduce the rotom form event yet you’d have no clue he was connected to rotom until after youve already finished the event. It gave no damn indication you had to take the key to this particular dude’s lab in team galactic!! ANd click on an otherwise unmarked wall!! Put the diary somewhere else and hey there’s a Charon Clue(tm) and now you can actually find the damn event, there you go, fixed. Also annoying cos nothing in the event tells you you have to go somewhere entirely different to catch the one rotom in the game, and click another unmarked piece of scenery that only has a staticky screen to indicate rotom if you happen to be playing at night. Seriously this is why serebii.net was such a lifesaver!!

Okay so WOOP there we go, here we are at a point where the player has seen more of charon and had oppotunities to grow to like him as a character and be suspicious that maybe he could have some sympatheticness. And if he drops an Importante Key Itemme right before the end of the game then thats a hint that postgame stuff exists involving him, and at least one clue where to find it! All the rotom diary stuff would play out exactly the same except that its less of a hell to find, lol.

BUT THEN the big difference in Stark Mountain is that now you have the full context of charon’s backstory and the game actually reacts to you having that knowledge. Like maybe if you dont do that step first then either charon never appears at stark mountain until you do, or you get an abbrieviated version of the quest without the redemption plot? I was thinking actually maybe make it one of those daily repeatable quests, to avoid the player doing the quests out of order and permenantly losing the chance to redeem gramps. Like if you dont see the rotom diary then instead of a big actual quest you just get some five minute “oh we’ve seen team galactic sneaking around stark mountain, defeat them for Some Money Or Something hey thats weird that they were only stealing money hey yknow who’s all about the money? charon! maybe go follow up on his Importante Key Itemme to continue the plot.”

SO THEN once you return Emboldened By The Knowledge Of Good Gramps, you get the proper thing. And... it would actually play out totally the same as in vanilla platinum. Charon doesn’t have a boss fight, all his minions leave him and say he sucks, he gets anticlimactically taken out by someone else in a cutscene, and his last moment is someone making a crack about him being so frail and useless that the hot volcano breeze could knock him over.

BUT THAT ISNT THE END

Its just a fake out that its gonna have the same funny ending as every other charon appearance, and the same lack of him being remotely threatening.

cos NOW WE FINALLY GIVE THE MAN A GODDAMN BOSS FIGHT

and yknow how i said i hate the manga where he’s all super evil and owns three legendaries and kills a guy? okay take away all that stuff but KEEP THE MOMENT OF GRANDPA GETTING TO DO SOMETHING BADASS FOR THE ONLY TIME EVER

Maybe he surprises everybody by actually not being down for the count! And by now he’s just SO pissed off from a whole game’s worth of failing and being disrespected that he does something desperate and stupid at the last minute. If he was meant to be the dude who invented the red chain, maybe he could use it to control heatran even if looker took away the magma stone? like i feel it’d be in character for charon to secretly steal a prototype red chain for himself during the whole “oh fuck my boss is legit destroying the world i need to get out of here” thing. Grab some stuff to sell now your last paycheck is dissappearing into an ominous void, lol. He didnt expect to actually be using it, and if the actually completed red chain puts enough stress on its weilder to make them cry blood then this thing must be even more risky to use! so its a really huge holy shit moment of tiny gramps actually doing something intimidating! and his boss fight could actually be using heatran and actually having heatran get to goddamn appear in this sidequest. it was soooo underwhelming to have to return thru the dungeon a second time to actually see heatran, this time without any story stuff to break up the long walk...

also this entire thing could be a great climax to his character arc and sort of a moment of “okay THIS was actually his motivation all along!” Cos I always felt like Charon’s real motive was low self confidence? Like he’s always on about money but he seems to focus more on SUCCESS instead. Fame and success. “Ha ha i am the greatest scientist and i want people actually aknowledge me” is a thing he repeatedly brings up and also that other characters directly demonstrate in how they act towards him. It just feels like he thinks he can buy that with money if he’s failed his whole life in earning it. And the old “acts egotistical because he actually hates himself” character archetype would work really well as a sympathetic interpretation of his character. It would be like how he’s ‘subconciously friendly’. The thing he actually does (being boastful) is because of a different reason (not believing his own lies and being super insecure about his self worth), but he keeps it so well hidden that not even he realises that its really what he feels. Similar to how he acts grumpy because of a different reason, because he actually DOES want friends and he’s just guarding his emotions under a million walls cos he’s scared of being hurt again. And scared of how he knows he’s a weak willed person who might betray his friends again for his desperation for money. Which is really a desperation to feel valid as a human being, which is really just ‘i want friends’ again under another coat of paint. So depressingly he caused his own problems because of the same character trait that was once a positive in his life! I think he works well when interpreted from that angle, he’s like a dark subversion of a pokemon professor or of your classic ash ketchum figure. Like “the power of friendship” is what turned him evil, and also turned him into a guy who acted awful to his friends. And it could add to this thematic thing if “loving pokemon” was also referenced throughout his plot in a negative sense?

That’s actually one other good thing about the manga, they removed his greedy grumpyness (bad) but replaced it with the same motive as the villain of the 2nd movie (weird flex but okay). Aka “a guy who collects legendary pokemon just as trophies and has forgotten how to treat them like genuine friends”. Even if that wouldnt be his main character concept in this hypothetical rewritten game, it could still be a secondary trait that’s used to suppliment the main emotional arc. Like instead of just saying “money money money” you could flesh out more scenes of him actually talking about HOW he’s gonna get the money and what he’s gonna use it for. Via collecting all the rare pokemon, and to collect more rare pokemon. Which will somehow (in his twisted cynical perception of how the world works) make him a person of value and get people to respect him. It could also tie together pretty much every scene he already has! Cos his backstory is finding this pokemon friend... who was a rare unknown species. And maybe as a kid he decided to become a scientist initially just out of excitement to learn more about his new friend and show them to the world! But then the realities of the difficulties in being respected as a scientist gradually wore him down and he became more cynical, more obsessed with recognition, more believing that the only way to get it was by being an asshole and he’d just get taken advantage of if he kept being soft. And he started to forget why he really wanted that fame in the first place, and instead it just became an obsession, a vain hope that he’d hate himself less if he accomplished his life’s dream. When really from the player’s perspective its obvious that even if he succeeded he’d still be depressed when he realized how he’d lost everything in the process. And it’d be a more realistic sort of way he could have turned from a good kid to an asshole gramps. There wasnt any single day he suddenly made the decision to change, it was just a gradual wearing down of his morals over the years. he became more obsessed and more cynical that normal moral ways of doing things would never get him what he wanted. he started making small sacrifices to his personal sense of morality, and eventually reached the point where he’d completely abandoned it all without even noticing the gradual change. And somewhere along the way he forgot that he started this because of his pokemon friend, and discarded it as “not good enough” in favor of this vain quest to acquire a million other rarer pokemon and just friggin put them on a shelf to boast about them and feel less empty inside. And then also his redemption was a gradual change too? After he reached that point of completely betraying his own sense of goodness, he gradually got sadder and more tired with living this way. By the time you see him ingame he’s not remotely happy with being evil and he’s just a poor dude who’s deluded that being evil is the only way to escape the sadness rather than the cause of it. And thats why his whole ‘oops im accidentally subconciously befriending my coworkers and also the enemy’ thing kinda set him on the road to eventual redemption, cos its the first bit of small upliftingness he’s had in ages. sorta recharges his Ability To Care and he starts realizing what he’s doing and feeling regret. But yeah throughout the main game he never actually acts on his doubts and just repeatedly misses the chance to get redeemed and makes you Kinda Frustrated, similar to zuko or peridot’s redemptive arc? And ultimately reuniting him with his old best friend and showing him that its not too late to fix what he broke = the actual catalyst for his changes to fully stick and he completely switches to the good side.

BUT ANYWAY thats why he needs a boss fight first!

Something like 50-70 years worth of self hate and frustration from devoting himself to a super incorrect way of defeating that self hate, and sacrificing EVERYTHING for the sake of it, and being disrespected the entire time, and being terrified that you’re getting old and running out of time, and almost dying to some guy’s weird void plan, and losing the only thing you had left aka the team galactic job and a few maybe sorta kinda friends you had, and now being disrespected AGAIN by those same people you thought were friends (but never actually admitted it to them) and then also bitchslapped by a frog?? Also this place is real fuckin sweaty?? Yeah stark mountain is a great climactic point for his entire frustrations to boil over and be a bigger eruption than the actual volcano!

Thus we have Grand Dad Gets Serious And Has An Actually Interesting Boss Fight!

but also grand dad is being emotionally open and whoops accidentally might be tearing down those walls he built up around his big ol soft as fuck heart

like the battle would possibly be more ‘you talk him down into giving up, realizing he was wrong, quitting being evil, and going home to his friend that he misses so much. and finally realizing that thats actually the only way he could ever really defeat the self hate that drove him this far in the first place. also he’s not worthless and his friends always believed he was the awesome dude he always wanted to be’. Yknow, rather than actually defeating him and all. I mean you still do that but i think it’d be a case like with the giratina fight where even if you lose or run away you get the same result, just slightly altered text? Just as long as you come here with rotom in your party your victory was already a foregone conclusion. you just get a really cool boss fight as your reward, yknow? cos seriously I WAS WAITING THE WHOLE GAME FOR THAT DAMN BOSS FIGHT!!!

obligatory link again to the cool song i think is a great summary of all of my headcanons for this man’s character arc and would also be badass backing music for a hypothetical boss fight:

context: it makes more sense if you imagine it as his own internal thoughts of all the stuff he’s been running away from accepting in his own feelings. and/or what he THINKS that the player and rotom would be saying to him, so he’s shocked into speechlessness by the fact that they actually do think he deserves a second chance and has the potential to be good.

actually that could be a really good ending to the fight!!!

like when you get through to him and convince him to stand down, he cowers in fear thinking he’s gonna get the karmic payback for everything he’s ever done. and he tries to run away from reuniting with rotom. half of him is scared that his friend hates him and the other half is.. well..

i think it would be thematically appropriate to end it with a hug

just an image of this lil toy robot pokemon hugging this scared old man, and he’s just so empty and doesnt know what to say. its the last thing he ever expected. and then his shock turns into pain and sadness, as he was really the most scared that his friend actually would forgive him. that everything he ever did really was all for nothing, and he should have done this years ago and saved all that lost time. he’s so scared because he thinks he doesnt deserve forgiveness and he doesnt know what to do now its happening. so he just lets out all those tears he’s never cried over all these years, and the scene ends with him desperately hugging his best friend and never wanting to let go ever again

And then that’d be the big moment that was really the turning point for him, though of course that wouldnt be the end of his redemption and if there was any further postgame content you could show various scenes of him atoning throughout that. or just some images in the second credits scene after you beat the postgame stuff. i’d kinda like if there was some moment of him apologising to the rest of team galactic and joining them in their attempts to rebuild the team into something good. and maybe an extra postgame segment where this redeemified team goes on some bigger quest to try and rescue cyrus from the distortion world and heal his pain too. i think you could get a lot of good scenes out of a redeemed charon being along for the ride! like you’d obviously have cyrus being skeptical that this dude really has changed so much, and probably an extension of that earlier scene where he’s pissed off that the one guy he thought agreed with him about emotions being foolish is actually being the most emotional of everyone. but i think because of that they could also have scenes of relating together and actually starting to form a friendship in the end? like i can see charon feeling guilty for never trying to reach out to cyrus before, and also believing really strongly that cyrus can be redeemed cos like ‘yo i’m way worse than you and i was able to change, please believe that its a possibility for you too!’ Also cyrus likes machines so i think he’d be happy to meet rotom and become friends. And he has that whole grandpa related backstory so it might help a lot towards healing those scars and reuniting the two of them if he starts forming a friendship with a different gramps? THERES A LOT OF GOOD THEMATIC LINKS BETWEEN THE DIFFERENT TEAM GALACTIC MEMBERS THAT ARE NEVER EXPLORED IN THE ORIGINAL GAME

also in the original version of this plotline it was a fanfic/fangame idea of an alternate universe swap where dawn/lucas/other customizeable protagonist is a galactic grunt instead of the hero. so a lot of the details were different but in that version the protag was literally adopted by whichever galactic admin they picked as their main friendship route. entirely because of self indulgent ‘i wish these guys were my dad/sister/grandpa/whatever’ feels cos sinnoh helped me thru a tough time as a kid. soooo i cant really do that charon grandpa idea where he also renovates the Old Chateau into a ghost pokemon sanctuary and becomes like an actual good pokemon professor. (also rekindles his friendship with prof rowan and agatha from the kanto elite four cos thats just a random headcanon i have) BUT i could still do all that except the part where he adopts u cos canon dawn/lucas already has a mom lol. And i think it’d be more fitting of canonverse protag to adopt Cyrus? Like obv in the canonverse itd probably be the main boss of the team who gets the bigger redemption plot and is canonically the best friend EVEN THO for tumblr user tumblunni in particular it is All Grandpas All The Time. And i like the idea of Cyboy being a survivor of child abuse who tries to become a good dad just like his parents werent. But i also like the idea of dawn’s mom adopting him as her new big brother and him getting to experience a genuine loving family for the first time! I think itd work that way cos cyrus is meant to be 27 even tho he looks older, and i dont think dawn’s mom is that young and also i just see no chemistry between them as any sort of ship. (and headcanon cyrus as asexual anyway) But also the family does still keep in touch with all the other galactic friends!!!

hhhh i wrote So Many Word just about grandpa redemption holy shit i’ll probably die if i try and cover all the other teammates now

ok i will leave it here but just know i also have Deep Headcanons about all of them, even if charon gets the most. somedaayayyyay i will share with you more!!

#commander charon #why. why am i like this #okay apparantly i have used that exact tag like 15 times already on this blog and im betting most of them were also about charon #please love charon

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Kiss Me Goodbye... Chapter 2

Warning(s): swearing, PANIC ATTACK, violence, this is probably trash tbh

Word Count: 3135

A/N: IT’S HERE IT’S HERE IT’S FINALLY HERE!!! I’m so so so deeply sorry this took me like eight years to actually do but hopefully it’s good! I’m really stoked this chapter is finally out so enjoy and feedback is deeply appreciated!! 💙

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“Now he’s gone. I don’t know why and to this day sometimes I cry. He didn’t even say goodbye. He didn’t take the time to lie” -Nancy Sinatra

“You shot him? Thomas Stanley I thought he just owed you money!” The red haired woman yells at her eldest son.

“Actually Nikki, it was me who did it.” Harrison interjects.

“But it didn’t actually kill him. I just got his collarbone, it’s broken at best. He’ll live,”

Nikki sighs, shaking her head.

“He was saying some really messed up shit, using his cousin as a bargaining chip instead of the money he chose to spend.” Harrison continues.

She flashes a sad smile.

“You boys always are involved in such dangerous things. I miss when you were all little. OOH! WHICH REMINDS ME.”

Nikki walks over to a couch in the living room. The boys immediately notice a beat up, brown book in the middle of the glass coffee table. Tom and Harry sit on the couch next to their mother while Haz stands behind them, looking down. Nikki reaches over, grabbing the book and flipping open to the first page, revealing Tom’s baby pictures.

“Oh this is too good” Harrison chuckles while playfully clapping a hand on Tom’s shoulder.

Nikki smiles at the two of them and turns to the next page, filled with pictures of Tom and Haz, along with another brunette girl.

“Oh Lindsey Fuller! You three were always so close. I don’t know if you boys remember but Harrison, your mom and Denise Fuller, rest her soul would always come over on Saturdays for brunch and the three of you would play until it was dark.” She sighs, remembering the good days.

“Wait” Harry says, snapping everyone out of their thoughts.

“What happened to Denise Fuller?”

“Car crash right?” Haz asks.

Nikki nods

“‘Ts a shame too. It was only a few years ago”

They all nod as Nikki continues to flip through old pictures of Tom, the twins, Harrison, Lindsey and even some of Paddy. Nobody noticed Harry pull out his phone as he scrolls through social media, soon finding what he was looking for.

“Guys, I found her Instagram.”

Their eyes widen as Harry lowers his phone so they can see her page.

“She’s gorgeous” Haz whispers as Tom clicks on a picture of her.

“She dyed her hair” Tom adds.

This is true. Lindsey went from a light brown to a shade of black with some hints of red.

“It suits her though” Harry says, smiling.

“It really brings out the green in her eyes.” Nikki continues.

Harrison didn’t really hear anything past the moment he said something as he continued to marvel at the picture of her, zoning everyone and everything out.

Lindsey cracks a small smile at the notification on her phone

“harryholland64 is now following you”

She looks down at the picture of the five of them, Tom, Harry, Sam, Harrison and her. Lindsey opens the camera on her phone, snapping a picture and setting it as her lockscreen.

“What’re you still doing up?” Lindsey hears from behind her.

She turns around to see her roommate, Grace. Short, blonde hair, blue eyes, absolutely gorgeous. Lindsey lets out a small chuckle

“Ah, I’m just looking through this old stuff”

Grace smiles, pulling up a chair from the kitchen table and sitting down.

“So it wasn’t a bomb then?” The two girls laugh.

“No, no. It was just an old scrapbook.”

Lindsey subconsciously wipes a stray tear away as she thinks back to the memories with the boys. Grace gently rubs her back.

“I’m sorry, love. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to”

Lindsey shakes her head.

“No, no it’s just,” She lets out a heavy sigh.

“I-I just miss them so much y’know? We started growing apart senior year and now I’m twenty-two, the last time i saw anyone remotely close to me in my childhood was their mom two years ago at my mom’s funeral and now I’m crying cause one of them is following my instagram and oh my god I’m such a mess I’m sorry.”

Grace shakes her head.

“Don’t say that Linds. There’s nothing to be sorry for. It sounds like you just miss them”

Lindsey nods her head again, closing her eyes, prompting more tears to fall down her cheeks.

“Well, you have one of their instagrams now, right? Why don’t you send him a message! He probably misses you too! I mean, at least enough to track you down on social media.”

She smiles, brushing some stray burgundy hair from her face. Unlocking her phone, Lindsey taps on the paper airplane icon and types out a simple

“Harry?”

The next morning, Haz emerges from his room to see Tom, Harry and Nikki around the kitchen island, talking.

“What’s going on?” He asks, his voice low and raspy, indicating he had just woken up.

“Lindsey and I were talking last night.”

His bright blue eyes widen and his eyebrows raise.

“What’d she say?”

Tom lets out a chuckle.

“A little eager there aren’t ya mate?”

Harrison looks down, hiding the rose dust creeping on his cheeks. He thought no one knew about his inability to sleep the previous nights flooding with Lindsey.

“W-whaddya mean?”

The three laugh again.

“Nothing, Haz. We’re just joking.” Harry further explains.

He lets out a sigh of relief.

“She was talking about how much she missed us. I guess she got Denise’s scrapbook as well.”

“Y’know it was Denise who got me into scrapbooking. Oh my goodness we would always need two, maybe three copies of your guys’ pictures so we could each have one.” Nikki interjects.

“Mum!” Harry says, glaring.

“Anyway, she has Denise’s scrapbook, she’s keeping herself busy, really busy but most importantly, she wouldn’t shut up about how we all need to get together again. Oh also she asked about Tom and Haz.”

Harrison smiled, looking at the hardwood floor again. They really did miss each other.

Lindsey’s mind swirled with thoughts of the guys, the kids she works with and all the other things she needs to do as she paces around the back of the diner.

“Focus, Linds.” She whispers to herself.

“You’re here. Just focus on the things that are here. Text Harry later, go over notes later, focus on the diner and the customers”

She sighs, tying the apron behind her back, running a hand through her dark hair and walks to the front of the diner. “Hi! My name is Lindsey. I’ll be taking care of you today. Is there any drinks I can get you started with? Water, juice, coffee?” She trails off.

The man gives her a bone chilling stare. Not even blinking or breaking eye contact, he slicks his over-gelled black hair back and says

“Just a water, please. Thanks.”

Lindsey nods while writing his request down and forces a smile at him. She walks towards the counter, still feeling a pair of eyes on her. She’s greeted by her co-worker mumbling

“This is like the eighth time he’s been here for breakfast”

Lindsey giggles, covering her mouth.

“Mari, it’s only Tuesday”

The two girls giggle again while Lindsey pours the water and some coffees for the people at the table next to the man.

“Just be careful alright? He’s still looking at you.”

Lindsey closes her eyes and nods. She puts the drinks on a tray and walks then over to the respective people.

“Anything you want me to get started for you?” She asks the man.

He flashes a bewildering smile at her as he quietly says

“Just a poached egg. No sides.”

Lindsey raises her eyebrows.

“You sure I can’t get anything else for ya?” He shakes his head and Lindsey finds herself needing to force another smile.

“I’ll put that in right away.”

As Lindsey turns to walk away, she feels a hand tightly grip her forearm. She turns back towards him with wide eyes and a rapid thumping in her chest, resonating in her ears.

“I’m Chris by the way”

She gulps, trying to steady her breathing.

“W-well then I’ll put that in right away, Chris”

Lindsey gently tugs her arm away, walking towards the counter, feeling a pit form in her stomach. Right as she gets behind the counter, her manager, Karlie taps her on the shoulder, signaling for her to meet her in the back to talk. Lindsey follows the older woman, subconsciously rubbing her wrist.

“Linds, you’ve been working hard and given what just happened, I wanna send you home. Are you okay?”

Lindsey just nods. She wasn’t okay. She was concerned for her safety, but she didn’t need people knowing that.

No customer had ever grabbed her like that. Her mind races in fear as she feels her chest tighten. She knew what was coming. She quickly and shakily fumbles for her phone, tapping the instagram icon and texting Harry

“Harry, Lindsey texted you.”

Tom hands Harry his phone and unlocks it to see

lindseyfuller: Hey is it cool if I call you? It’s kinda important

Harry gulps and sends his phone number saying a quiet

“She’s gonna call us”

Without missing a beat, Harry’s phone rings.

“Lindsey?” He asks, setting the phone down on the coffee table and putting it on speakerphone.

“H-hey! How ya been?”

The three can hear labored breathing in the background.

“Hey Linds you’re on speaker with Tom, Haz and me.”

Harrison immediately becomes concerned with the tone of her voice.

“Everything alright, love?”

They hear a sigh from the other line, a sliding noise and the unmistakable sounds of sobbing.

“Lindsey, answer me. Are you okay?” Harrison asks with concern and a hint of fear in his voice.

“I-I dunno there was this guy at work a-and he grabbed me and I’m really freaked out cause my boss told me to go home and-“

“Breathe, darling.” Tom cuts her off, fists clenched.

They all hear hiccups from the other line.

“Hey, Lindsey. Love, it’s Haz. Hey, remember that one time the Holland’s were out of town? We were sixteen and you had gotten into a fight with your mom so I picked you up and took you to the beach remember?”

Lindsey, while sitting on the bathroom floor with her elbows on her knees, nods and says

“Y-yeah”

“Good. Think about the sound of the waves, how the breeze felt on your skin. Remember when we curled up and looked at the stars? And you told me that it was literally the most serene thing you’ve ever experienced? Bring yourself back to that.”

Harrison felt himself tear up as his fists clenched around the chair he was sitting in. Slowly, he stands up, mutes the phone so she can’t hear them and says

“We need to fuckin kill this guy”

The other two nod asHaz unmutes the phone. Lindsey’s breath cycle returns to normal.

“Thank you guys so much. I’m really sorry for freaking you out like this. It’s just my roommates busy a-and I didn’t really know who else to call.” She sniffles, wiping a few excess tears from her face.

“So how ya been?” She asks, softly giggling.

The boys laugh with her.

“We’re all good here, darling.” Tom says

Harry and Haz murmur in agreement. Lindsey smiles from the other end.

“H-Hey can you guys do me a favor?”

They hear shifting from the other line.

“What’s up, darling?” Harrison asks

Lindsey sighs, running a hand through her hair.

“D-do you guys mind staying on the line with me while I walk out of work? Cause I’m pretty sure that guy is still out there a-and oh my god he’s gonna know I was freaking out I’m literally in the back of the diner”

“Hey, hey, hey, Linds. It’s gonna be okay. If he hurts you or even looks at you I swear to god I’ll kill him” Tom says with fists clenched so hard, his knuckles turn white.

She laughs.

“No, no it’s fine. I don’t need you getting arrested or something like that” Lindsey says, completely unaware of the boys’ professions.

Throughout the day, Lindsey insisted to keep Chris’ identity a secret from the guys and continued to excessively look over her shoulder.

“Everything alright, Linds?”

She’s snapped out of her thought by a fellow drum tech. She smiles.

“Yeah, Ali. I’m good. It’s just there was this guy at work today that freaked me out and I’m just a little on edge, that’s all”

Ali nods.

After a long rehearsal, Lindsey and the rest of the drum staff start packing up. She feels eyes on her again. Turning her head behind her, her eyes widen as she sees the same man from the diner. Lindsey increases her walking pace into the school and soon emerges, feeling her breath hitch in the back of her throat once she sees that he’s gone. She takes out her phone and starts to type out a message to Harrison. Ever since the diner, the boys insisted she have their number, plus Sam’s who’s away at school.

Lindsey Fuller Hey can you talk?

She tugs her sweatshirt sleeves to cover some of her hands and self-consciously wraps her arms around her abdomen. Her phone buzzes.

Harrison Osterfield Yeah what’s up?

Lindsey is too busy texting to realize the man waiting for her at her car, until an arm pushes her up against the vehicle while another one meets her lips to muffle her screams.

“Shh, shh, shh. Linds it’s me. It’s Chris.”

The tears don’t hesitate to fall, drenching her cheeks.

“What do you want from me?” She asks, muffled by the hand clamped over her mouth.

Chris lets out a chuckle that would make anyone feel the chill in their bones.

“I want you, Linds”

She cries even harder and struggles to get out of his grip as he removes his hand from her mouth to stroke her cheek.

Chris says some more things but Lindsey was too busy realizing she got closer to her car door. Close enough to get in. Lindsey wiggles more under his grips until she feels the handle of her car door. She tells herself to carefully calculate the movements. Just one slip up can put her in even more danger.

“Are you even listening to me?” He questions with a tone of aggravation.

“Mmm… no” She pushes herself up while kneeing him in the groin. Chris doubles over in pain and without missing a beat, Lindsey opens her car door and has the gas pedal pressed to the floor the whole way home

Harrison paces around his room. He shouldn’t be this worried about Lindsey but he is. She only asked to talk and that was twenty minutes ago. Did talk mean on the phone? Did talk mean texting? Did talking mean ghosting to her? Is she okay?

“Fuck it” he mumbles to himself and presses the call button on his phone.

“H-Haz?”

He sighs in relief. “Hey, beautiful” He says in a soft tone.

“What’s goin on?”

Lindsey sniffles.

“I-I honestly just need to talk. It’s been a long day and I just need to talk.”

“What happened?”

“H-haz, um, he, uh he came back.”

Harrison lets out a sigh, running a hand through his light brown curls. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” He mumbles.

Lindsey shakes her head, forgetting that he wasn’t in front of her. She closes her eyes, feeling a single tear rush down her face.

“N-no. He was at my car this time”

Harrison hits his wall in frustration.

“God damn it. Are you okay? What happened?”

She quietly laughs.

“I, uh, I kinda kneed him in the crotch? And then floored it home. So now I just got out of the shower and I’m curled up on the couch with my pajamas and my tea.”

Harrison lets out a chuckle.

“Damn, Linds. I wish I could’ve been there to see that.”

They both laugh as she says

“Shut up!”

There’s a moment of silence between the two before she asks

“So I guess Harry told you guys I miss the shit out of you.”

Harrison laughs again. “Y-yeah. He did. He also showed us your instagram.”

Her eyes widen “Oh no!! How much did you see?”

“Whadya mean ‘oh no’ you look really great!”

The two talk until roughly 1 AM just talking about their current life and reflecting on their memories. As Harrison strips his shirt and pulls on a pair of sweatpants, there’s one memory of the two that can’t seem to leave his mind.

“You really didn’t need to come rescue me y’know. I coulda just dealt with it.”

Harrison wraps his arm around her waist, bringing her closer. “You’ve had a rough day and you’re always so stressed so why not take my favorite girl to the beach to just walk around n stuff?”

She nods, sighing.

“You’re the best, Haz. Y’know that?”

He just smiles, squeezing her shoulder and pressing his lips to her forehead.

The two walk in silence. The only sounds being the waves and the sand parting between their bare feet.

“Holy shit this water’s cold” Harrison mumbles, making her softly giggle.

“Sounds like a you problem, Osterfield” Lindsey says at the same volume.

Harrison smirks.

“What was that Fuller?”

Lindsey innocently smiles

“I didn’t say anything”

He laughs, shaking his head

“You’re gonna get it, Linds” He says, scooping up some of the water.

Her eyes widen as she runs away from him, screaming. He chases her, the water eventually pouring out of his hands. Lindsey looks behind her to see him getting closer and closer until he grabs her by the waist and rapidly moves his fingers, tickling her sides until she falls down, laughing. He straddles her hips, continuing to tickle her sides.

“Ha-Haz stop. I-I can- I can’t breathe”

He lifts his hands up and gently crawls off of her, allowing her to catch her breath.

“Psst.” she hears from behind her.

Lindsey turns around to see Harrison, sitting in the sand with open arms.

“C’mere”

She stands up and plops herself down right next to him. His arms wrap around her and she puts her hands on his. Lindsey looks up at him, smiling before burying her face on the crook of his neck.

“Stop looking at me like that” She says, muffled by the skin of his neck.

“Well excuse me for admiring how my best friend looks absolutely gorgeous right now”

“Hazzzzzzz” She says making sure to drag out the last part of his nickname while playfully pushing his shoulder.

He laughs pulling her closer.

“Hey, Lindsey?” He asks, not breaking his gaze of the water.

“Hmm?” she responds.

He looks down at her, pressing a kiss to her cheek

“Y’know I’m here for you right?”

She smiles and nods.

“I’ll always be there for you” Harrison whispers to himself before drifting off to sleep

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Voltron Ask Meme

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How did you discover the show?

Through tumblr, although special mention goes to this particular ML AU piece because two months before I got into Voltron, ML was my default go-to interest.

Was it love at first sight or did it take you a while to get into the show?

Pretty much. I watched A:TLA and LoK before it, so combined with all the talk about it on here I decided to give it a go.

I think I binged half of it in a day before stopping myself and thinking I had to tell my sister about it so we could watch it together lol. The first few episodes are kind of heavy on the set-up, but “Fall of the Castle of Lions” and “Tears of the Balmera” solidified my love for starting to explore Hunk’s and Pidge’s characters more.

Do you have a favorite episode?

I’ll just do one* for each season because there’s just so many episodes to love.

s1: “Crystal Venom” s2: tie between “The Ark of Taujeer”, “Space Mall”, and “The Blade of Marmora” s3: “Tailing a Comet” s4: tie between “Reunion” and “Black Site” s5: tie between “Blood Duel” and “Kral Zera” s6: tie between “Razor’s Edge” and “The Black Paladins”

*I tried and failed. Horribly.

Rest under a Read More because I’m long winded:

Do you have a favorite Paladin?

Do not...do not ask me to choose between my children (if you base if off of the “frequently tagged” suggestions on my blog it’s Keith lol. But for what it’s worth, I own these Garrison trio shirts, and the tradition is that I wear my Lance one and my sister wears her Shiro one whenever we sit down to watch the latest season drop)

Do you have a favorite Lion? (If it’s different from your fav paladin, why?)

Black because of her history with Zarkon and how it parallels Shiro’s history of trauma. Also, as Abby put it, Black “is the biggest Shiro stan & I respect her for it.”

Do you have a favorite Villain?

Haggar. Even if some things don’t entirely make sense (yet...?), I absolutely love the slow build-up we’ve been getting for her. She’s been in the thick of things since the first episode/10000 years ago, and we’ve slowly seen her piece together her own past (one of the biggest reasons “Blood Duel” is a favorite, her flashback was great) and manipulate things to her own advantage; I’m so happy she’s going to be the final boss of the series (or co-final boss if Zarkon and Lotor are going to come back in some shape or form, though maybe merely as her puppets).

Do you have a favorite Alien Race? (recurring and/or minor)

Galra for their species diversity and history (not entirely fair since they’re given a disproportionate amount of focus but still lol.)

Favorite side / other character(s)- Rebels, General, Blade of Mamora, Garrison, etc?

Hira, Kolivan, Romelle, Thace, Varkon, all of Sincline, and all of the Holt family (we’ve only glimpsed Colleen in a flashback but Ihave a feeling I’m going to love her too)

How/Why did you join the fandom?

Wanted to chat with other fans of the show because I’d already bored my friends who were either casual about it or indifferent to it to death lmao. I’ve been relatively on the outskirts since I first watched it in July 2016 because I’d rather avoid fandom drama, but I’m a bit more active now and hope to write a bit for it, as rusty as my skills are.

Care to share a favorite headcanon?

Um I like a couple of popular ones like TransGirl!Pidge, past Alforan, and Yorak for Cosmic Wolf’s name. Was really big on Acxa and Keith being siblings too until s6 seemingly disproved it. 💔 Some others: - Kolivan is Krolia’s dad. (thanks @aaawunder now I’m going to be sad if this doesn’t pan out)

- Coran knew Keith was Galra ever since the Castle scanned everyone in the first episode and he had to look at the human medical data when he stuck Lance in a pod in “Tears of the Balmera”. (keeping in line with how he knew Pidge was a girl; guy is up-to-date on everything going on on his grandfather’s Castleship)

- Hunk either got his current headband from a relative who has since passed away or it was a gift from Lance after the original one he got was wrecked somehow, and that’s how they became BFFs. - Keith’s jacket and gloves were gifts from Shiro. - Lance’s jacket was a hand-me-down from one of his older brothers.

- Shiro grew up with either a grandparent to explain his “old soul” tendencies/perspectives or was raised by distant relatives that he didn’t connect with much (basically adopting @bosstoaster‘s backstory from her Spectrum series for him because it’s amazing). It kills me that Josh was able to mention the former at a panel because that means we’re probably not going to get to see much of his backstory in canon, and I’d really like to see from his perspective what his and Keith’s friendship means to him. If he was in a similar situation of isolation growing up, if he saw that in Keith, etc.

- Alteans aren’t really hung up on gender due to their shapeshifiting abilities. Alfor’s referring to Allura as a princess when she was still so young was due to personal preference whereas the majority of Alteans would refer to their kids with gender neutral pronouns until they’re roughly the Earth equivalent of eight.

What do you think is the best part of the show?

The characters and the genre.

For me, characters frequently make shows of this nature.There can be an interesting plot, but if I don’t care about at least some of the characters to some degree, I’m not as inclined to watch. As many complaints as I have about certain aspects of this series, I’ve been endeared to these characters since s1. There could always be more content (what I would give for more filler episodes for the team to just bond and chill), but with what we have been given, there’s enough there for me to find enjoyment in.

The genre acts as a supplement to that. For me, one of the best things about space-faring adventures is seeing these characters placed in (literal) alien settings and watching how they react to all the possible scenarios the incomprehensible infinite of space has to offer. (And I’m a sucker for such things, being simultaneously made to feel so cosmically huge in one’s consciousness and so incredibly small in the vastness of a universe largely unknown to us.) There’s so much you can do with that. Any hopes and wishes for future episodes / seasons?

Holy shit do I!

- Tying into the previous question, one of the things that sort of made me sad about s3-s6/the second production season is how we didn’t get to do a lot of planet exploring. There’s an entire universe to play around with, and I know it’s impossible to show everything, but with s7 effectively being a road trip season, I’m ecstatic, largely because this provides us with the chance to see civilian Galra. I’m super interested in seeing how those dynamics play out between those not involved with the Empire and all the people who suffer under Galra oppression (we see this touched upon in s3e01 with Kolivan and the BoM, and at the time I was disappointed that it wasn’t explored more, but if they’re saving it for this season I can forgive them).

- Going further, how do mixed people fare under these circumstances? I’m really excited about this because I feel like this would be the perfect opportunity not only to expand upon the VLD universe as whole, but specifically dive into the backstories of Sincline. We know at least the upper echelons of the empire wanted nothing to do with them — how many Galra outside of that hierarchy feel the same way? People of their parents’ species?

Likewise, we could see if Keith being part Galra and Krolia being around gets the team into any sort of trouble. Since Keith’s bigger on actions than words, seeing him in a situation he can’t physically fight his way out of and having to rely on his team is a scenario of continued interest to me.

This is already way too long, but I’ll end it by saying I’m so stoked about all the potential road trip shenanigans the team could get into and for them visiting Earth again. I figured we’d be going back there around the end of s4 or s5 back when seasons were still 13-episodes long, and finally getting to see that play out after two years of waiting is again, very exciting for me.

And, uh, ships. I have my preferences. If they play out, I can die happy. If they don’t, I’ll always have the quality fanon content that keeps me involved with the fandom (all you creators are great 💜)

Do you think you’ll stick it out until the end of the show?

Barring unforeseen circumstances, most definitely. Been with it since a month after s1 dropped and it became my default fandom obsession, will be here when s10 drops in the fourth quarter of 2019.

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Off-Limits II

Off-Limits II [Some rules are hard to follow│Junoflo]

▽ Off-Limit I

It was quite the feat, making it across your room without stepping on your shattered lamp and to somehow get decent enough to sit in your living room for a lecture. You huffed, hugging Sam’s jacket around your body watching Jung Kwon pace. As if he was so angry he was looking for the right words.

“Please tell me Tiger JK-Hyung isn’t your brother” Sam sighed, rubbing his temples and whispered to you.

“Brother in law” you rolled your eyes. “He’s married to my sister.”

“Tasha-Noona is your sister!?” he groaned.

“You know my sister?”

Jung Kwon scoffed looking at you. “Sam is Feel Ghood Music’s newest member.”

“What? I didn’t know?” you groaned. Out of all the people, you could have possibly met. It had to be someone in direct relation to work. “It doesn’t really matter..Oppa you need to leave now.”

“But-”

“No buts” you stood up, pushing him toward the door. “Thanks for bringing me food. I’ll see you, and Unnie tomorrow for lunch. And not a moment sooner.”

“We’re not done talking about this you can’t sleep with-”

“Ok. I’m done listening. Oppa, we’ll talk tomorrow.”

He looked over his shoulder back at Sam. “Fine. Juno let’s good.”

Looking back at Sam you rolled your eyes. “You don’t have to listen to him. You can stay.”

“Let’s go.” Jung Kwon’s voice, was strong and full of authority.

Sam looked back at you and back toward his CEO. Standing up he brushed off his pants. “I...I should leave it’s getting late and I have a recording session in the morning.”

“Seriously?” Rolling your eyes, you crossed your arms over your chest. “Fine. Leave.”

He looked at you like he had more to say but couldn’t find the courage to do so in front of Tiger JK. He opted for just muttering an apology and walking out. Nothing he could say right now would make this ok.

The walk home from your place was suffocatingly quiet. There was no way he could avoid Tiger JK. They lived in the same area and he was doomed to take the same streets. He was partially waiting for him to scold him, but no such came so he bit the bullet. “I...didn’t know she was Tasha-Noona’s sister. I didn’t know she had a sister…”

“Well, as you can see there’s a bit of an age difference between them.” he sighed. “Listen...I’ve known that girl her whole life. I’ve only ever looked at her like a daughter and I’d kill anyone that hurt her.”

“I…”

“Just listen. You didn’t know and I can forgive that. But Juno...you’re like one of my own too. I brought you to Korea because I see so much of myself in you. You’re insanely talented and you have a bright future. It’s too early in your career for you to get distracted.”

“I know…”

“With that being said. I want there to be very clear boundaries. Not only is she Tasha’s sister, she’s also a labelmate. She’s off limits. I’m only giving you one warning”

The next day came faster than it should've. You were kinda looking forward to having lunch with the Feel Ghood Music family, and finally meeting everyone but given last night you weren’t too excited to having lunch with Jung Kwon or Sam. “I can’t believe that asshole left…” you huffed, mumbling to yourself.

“Noona!” Jordan came barreling to you, hugging your legs.

“Hey, little man. Boy, you got tall.” you chuckled ruffling his hair. “I haven’t seen you so long.” Reaching in your bag you handed him a model aircraft set. “Grandpa wanted to give this to you himself. He misses you.”

“This is awesome! Thank you!!” he grinned, running off with it.

“Hey, Tasha” you bashfully walked into the kitchen seeing your sister working on preparing the food.

“Hey, nothing. Gimmie a hug” she opened her arms, pulling you closer. I missed you. Why didn’t you tell me you’d be in town?” she gave you a squeeze.

“Didn’t stop you from finding out, did it?” you shrugged.

“Your landlord called me to let me know you were back” she cupped your face. “You planning on being home long?”

“Maybe.”

“I hope you are…” she smiled smoothing down your hair. “We all miss you...And Jordan talks about you all the time. You could transfer to one of the Seoul universities and-

“Tasha please...it’s my second day back can we just...chill”

“Yeah, sorry” she laughed “I just really really miss my baby sister…”

“Miss you too...Dad say’s Hi by the way.” Your relationship with Tasha was always a strange one. You were kinda close as children but because of the age gap, she was always closer to a second mother, or caretaker to you. It was almost like you lost a sister and gained a second set of parents when she got married. You loved Jung Kwon with all your heart. He’s always been there, he and Tasha were more of a constant in your life than your actual parents, but sometimes they were too much.

“So last night…” she sighed.

“Yeah about that can you tell your husband to keep his nose out of my sex life.” you shot him a glare as he piled the ribs onto a plate.

“You’re too young to have a sex life”

“I am not!” you groaned, raking your hand through your hair. “Look forget it. I get it, no sleeping with co-workers.”

“It’s really just so you don’t mix business with pleasure”

“Are are literally married to your co-CEO but ok.” you scoffed. “But there will be no mixing of anything. You don’t have to worry about me and Sam at all.” Admittedly there was no bigger turnoff than him actually leaving you in the middle of the night.

“Really…? Just like that you and Juno are done?”

“It wasn’t anything deeper...Just a guy I met and one that apparently didn’t have the balls to stand up to your husband so...I’m really not all that interested Sis.”

“Good...Now bring out the appetizers.”

You sighed bringing the tray out into the living room seeing the rest of the Feel Ghood Music family. Artist, producers, managers. Everyone would gather at your sister’s house once a month for a good old fashion BBQ.

You placed the platter in front of Myundo and Bizzy catching up with them before moving to greet your older managers.

Sam made his way inside, placing some soju on the table his eyes locked with yours and before he could even say a word you made a beeline toward the backyard.

“Wait-please.” he sighed grabbing your hand. “I’m sorry about last night.”

Rolling your eyes you pulled your hand away. “Don’t you have to get permission before you talk to me? I wouldn’t want you to get into trouble.”

“Tiger is my boss I couldn’t say no.”

“He’s your boss in music and nothing more.”

“He’s giving me an opportunity, I owe him a lot.”  

“You don’t have to explain anything alright? I get it. Some people live by people telling them what to do. I don’t so-”

“Woah. I don’t live that way. But I respect him.”

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”

“I like you”

“You don’t know me” you scoffed. “Besides it didn’t really feel like you liked me all that much last night when you left.”

“But I want to know you. So badly. Do you know how much it sucks that the one girl I vibe with, the one that I really am interested in is off limits?” he sighed. “I really...wanted to stay last night...it took everything in me to leave.”

“Who made me off limits?” you stepped closer to him. “Don’t I get to choose who can and can’t date me?”

“What do you want me to do? Disobey my bosses?”

“I’m not really into telling people what to do.” you shrugged. “You either want to do something or you don’t. If you really want to do it, you won’t care about the consequences.”

“That’s a dangerous way to live.”

“Everything Is temporary. Even consequences.”

Despite not being a fan of living life in such a risky form. Everything about you pulled him in. He could think about three major reasons that were literally just inside the house of why he shouldn’t kiss you. And yet he was inching closer.

“What do you want to do?”

“I really want to kiss you..” he pressed his forehead against yours. “And I wanna pick up from last night…” his hand slid down your side.

Looking up at him, with half-lidded eyes you whispered against his lips. “What are you going to do?”

“Take a chance…” He crashed his lips against yours, pressing you against the wall of the house. His apprehensions melting away into it.

You smiled against his lips, gripping his sweater as your teeth clashed. You leaned into him, deepening the kiss, letting your tongue roll against his. His groans picking up as he tightened his hold on your waist. It was only when you could hear your sister call for you that you pulled away, biting your lip shyly and staring up at him. “I...gotta help my sister in the kitchen…Maybe we can pick up later….tonight?”

“Yeah…” he wiped the corner of his mouth and smirked. “We could pick up right where we left off...my place this time?”

“Sure” you smiled, hurrying back into the house.

To Be Continued…

You ask and you shall receive~ Part 2 of Off-Limits :3 Once again if you like what you read let me knowww <3 <3

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22 Jumpstreet (final)

warning: (none) Pairing: Narusasu Read: Chapter 1, Chapter 2

Chapter 3

“Where the fuck have you been!?”

I grabbed Menma by his arm and pulled him with me towards the car.

“Drive! Drive! Drive!” I shouted, running to the passenger seat. He didn’t question me when he drove off, racing through the streets.

“What is going on!?” Menma shouted his eyes on the road trying his best to not run people over.

“It is bad,Menma. It is really bad! I have to flee the country. I have to change my name, take a face tattoo, dye my hair!”

My face hit the window and I rubbed my cheek. My brother just punched me in the face. How mean! But...It did bring me back to my senses.

“Breathe!” Menma shouted. I did as he said.

“A-alright, pull over” I said. We must be quite far from the university now. He did as I say and finally turned his head to me.

“Ready to talk?” He asked.

He seemed concerned. Now I felt like I was over-reacting, but...It was Fugaku for fuck’s sake. There are rumours of him strangling the midwife when he was brought to this earth.

Did I believe them?

Yup.

“It is Sasuke”

“Toilet-hoe is a the mind behind the pills?!” Menma actually looked pleased by this knews. I frowned,shaking my head.

“His full name is Sasuke…...Something….” Should I be really telling Menma of all people about this? He looked at me for five whole seconds before it sank in.

“No...Really?” He was being sarcastic

‘He is the son of somebody I know...Somebody I am actually very close to..” I nodded.

“No” A grin spread across his face.

“Yes!” I shouted. He bursted out laughing and in between him gasping from air and laughing himself to death I could hear him say, “Who is it?!”

“Menma! This isn’t funny! If that person finds out I am actually the guy who fucks his son….I am dead” The realization kicked in again.

“Alright, alright!” Menma tried to get his shit together...But he started laughing again.

“It is just that...I saw him suck your dick in a bar restroom!”

“Menma!” I shouted

“Listen..Sasuke doesn’t know who you really are and Konoha is a big city. Forget about him.  You are old news. His daddy doesn’t have to know” Menma advice made sense.

“Ignoring Sasuke…” I whispered. It sounded like something that would be really hard for me to do.

“Unless he already told daddy about you” Menma scoffed.

“Fuck...He knows I am a detective, dattebayo!” I grabbed Menma by his shirt.

“Hey, fuck off, this is new!” He slapped my hand away.

“How did he figure that out?” Now Menma seemed annoyed. Not sure if it was concern or if he just wanted to drop the topic.

“Well…”  My mind was filled with pictures of my adventure in the utility closet, “He is very smart”

“You fucked him and he saw your badge, eh?”

My twin brother knows me so well.

“Dattebayo…” I sighed, lowering my head.

“Where? When? Gimme details? Was it hot?”

“I am in a crisis here and you want me to tell you how I came inside of him and just ran off-”

“The dream” Menma stared ahead of him, “must have been fucking hot..I would have totally stripped him down so he would only wear that labcoat. Glasses all fogged up” He bit down his lip and I smacked his face.

“Firstly, dibs!” I shouted, “Secondly. My life is at stake!”

“No...No it is not, hear me out!.He is a goodie two shoes, so~ He won’t tell  on you because he too doesn’t want his daddy to know! You are safe!”

“....What if I talked to him...Told him what is going on. Surely, he would understand-” Menma wrapped his hand over my mouth.

“Nope, dude. You are certainly not the first guy he played the innocent-card on.Move on! Dude, he is not going to call-”  

My phone buzzed. I grabbed it from my pocket and saw a text message from an unknown number. I opened it and immediately put my phone away seeing a rather erotic picture with the captain “Wanna come over this afternoon?”

“Nope..No.No...I refuse” Menma started the engine and stared ahead of him.  “No,I must know...I must see!”

“I am not going to share Sasuke’s nudes with you!”

“Aawww maaaann~ He send you nudes” He sat back in the chair. “I wanna fuck that”

“Dibs!”

“Tch, hope his daddy  walks in on you two and cuts your balls off”

“What good does it do to you?” I asked him.

“Uhm...Twins!”  He sad, indicating to his crotch . “probably wants the same package”

“Keep dreaming, dattebayo” I shook my head.

“If I just didn’t go for the tricycle!” Menma hissed, “Anyway, now we know a guy from the inside. Ask him about the lab”

“Ooh smart one!” I said, grabbing my phone. I looked at hi picture. I could not ignore him if he kep sending me these.

“Damn that is fucking nice picture-”

“Eyes on the road!” I moved my phone closer to me so he couldn’t look at the screen.

“You think if I dye my hair blond. Would he mistake me for you? Or maybe a threeway?”

“He already said  he was not interested in two claspers, dattebayo” I could hear him groan, but it did make me somehow feel pretty good. Maybe Karma wasn’t such a big bitch.

Oxoxox

We walked back to our desk and I was about to actually call Sasuke and ask him about the building. If he such a good boy as he says he is then I am sure he was also every teacher’s pet. He certainly could get his hands on something useful.  I picked up my phone, about to call him, but captain Fugaku suddenly stepped out of his office.

“Namikazes. Office. Now!” His voice was strict, almost mad. Menma and I shared a look. I could feel sweat appear on the top of my forehead. He knew...He must know!

I walked inside his office with Menma and sat down. He stood behind his desk, looking …..Angry. His eyes were glued on me while his handgun was laying on the table.

He was going to shoot me!

“Gentlemen!  There is a very serious matter I want to discuss with you too” He said,his hands were leaning on the table.

“If this is about the narcotics. We are on a the right track”  Menma said. He was so chill. Of course he had no idea what was going on.

“No, no. We will go into details of that case later. I first want to address the elephant in the room” He grabbed the framed picture from his desk and turned it around, revealing a picture of Sasuke.  My heart stopped beating and I stared at the ground. I was gonna die any second now.

“About my son’s party…” He suddenly said. I looked up.

God showed me mercy! I was off the hook! He had no idea…

“OOOhhhhhh shit!” Menma  jumped up, grabbing his hair before sitting back down and holding my arm.

“Ooohh shit!” He repeated before laughing. My captain gave him a confused look, but I knew what was up. He had put one and one together and realized the dad I was talking about was  Fugaku.

“Ooohh shit! No! No! That is not happening right now!” He stood up from the chair, walking out of the office, leaving the door open. “Y’all he is fucking the captain’s son!  Naruto is fucking the captain’s son! He just returned from nailing him! Oooohhh~”

I knew my brother so well. He was right now high-fiving every one of our co-workers while I was waiting for Fugaku to shoot me any time now. I guess he was just too shocked to react.

Menma slammed his hand on the window, shouting how this was the best day of his life, laughing the entire time. He turned himself around to the other detectives

“Naruto fucked the captain’s son!” He laughed. He repeated that sentence a couple of time. Making up a little dance with it while he started singing it.

I am so dead.

I looked up seeing Fugaku look at me. It was a mix of anger and...Well that must be his killer look.

Menma ran back in the office again, grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me.

“You fucked his son! His twenty-years old son!” He turned himself around and looked at Fugaku. “And you high-fived him for dicking your baby boy!! What the fuck,Naruto! You bragged to him to his face! And captain complimented you!”

Menma sat back down.

“You two have no idea-”

Fugaku put his hand on the handgun, causing Menma to immediately clear his throat and cross his legs.

“It is….Not really funny…” He said.  

A silence emerged the room, and it was uncomfortable and tense.

“I just want to say…” I started talking, “that I find this bizarre how destiney sometimes...Does stuff, dattebayo”

“I think I find it bizarre that I haven’t cut your fucking nuts off” Fugaku hissed.

“Wait wait! We are all adults here...We can figure this out” Menma said. He was having too much fun with this.

“What if captain gets to hit you in the face. One free punch”

“Nah,I have a better idea” Fugaku said.

Oxoxoxox

And here I was, standing in front of all my co-workers with my captain standing two meters away from me. He was holding a taser. I swallowed.

He was going to roast my nuts. He was going to electrocute my nuts and I will never have children in my life..Maybe I will never get erect!?

I was panicking. I closed my eyes, swallowing loudly. Yup, if I did this I was at least off the hook and maybe..Just maybe...Fugaku would respect me  for it and let me date his son.

“You will stay the fuck away from my son” I heard him say.

Alright….Maybe he did not respect me at all or in anyway.  I was just doomed to suffer.

“Don’t worry I am filming this” I heard Menma say. I hated him so much at this moment.  

“Just do it already, dattebayo!” I shouted. I couldn’t take the waiting anymore.

I could hear the taser, ready to roast my nuts. However, nothing happened. I heard people gasping and I opened my eye seeing the taser hit the wall and then the ground together with a scalpel. I turned my to the door and I was relieved to see Sasuke there.

He looked so badass, his arm was still extended from the throw. I pushed his glasses up his nose before walking inside. Damn I wanted to hug him and hide behind him!

“Daddy” He said

Aaaaannnnd~ I was back at my normal idea of him.

“Son...I was just...Demonstrating something!” Fugaku said. How did he turn from mean ass boss to sweet obedient dog?

“Don’t lie to me. You told me there were no lies between us” Sasuke frowned. “ Naruto butt dialed me. I heard the whole thing”

I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and looked at it...Yup...Still 20 minutes of butt dialing. Thank you karma! Thank you so much!  

“No lies between us!? And how would you explain this!” Fugaku pointed at me.

“This is exactly why I didn’t tell you. You freak out. This is why Shisui always comes up with an excuse to not join us for thanksgiving. You scare him off”

“He scares me off, dattebayo” I hid behind Sasuke.

“Shut up!” Both Sasuke and Fugaku said. The family resemblance was clear now.

“Sasuke, my baby boy...From all the people in the world...You choose this idiot?!”

“Mom was neuroscientist and she choose you. Why can’t you let me explore this myself!” Sasuke sounded frustrated.

Damn family drama.

“And she is dead, damn it! She is dead because of the enemies I made doing this job! And I be damned if the same fate awaits you!”

“Don’t turn this into the anime drama!” Sasuke hissed.

“Fine! He is just...Ugh”

“Ugh?” I questioned.

“Hmm...Doesn’t matter if they do that reverse cowgirl again” Menma just had to make it worse.  

“I will tase you” Sasuke said.

Menma swallowed loudly

“So fucking hot” he whispered.

“ Dad, I kinda like him. I wanna see where this goes and if I get hurt...I get hurt. You can’t baby me around forever” Sasuke sighed.  Fugaku looked away.

“So…I will you for dinner and...Naruto better take the day off...So you can progress this” he said, grabbing by my arm.

“Yeah I can’t work without me bro soooo~”  Menma wanted to follow us, but Fugaku grabbed him by his shirt.

“Come on...It is new” He sighed.

“You think your father is going to be alright?” I asked, scratching the back of my head.

“He has to.  I have no intention of putting you aside, Naruto”  he said, wrapping his arm around mine.  “Wanna go for a drink?” He asked.

“I know just the right bar, dattebayo”

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