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kordbot · 8 months
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speaking of hacker. I'm working on a new ref for him bc I changed the way I draw him a bit and I'm considering posting it this time
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jrueships · 1 year
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THE SAUCE SOLDIERS HAVE FOUND HIS SPECIAL SAUCE BLUE LIGHT GLASSES !!!!
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dirtonmynose · 1 year
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phuuca · 11 months
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I'm dogshit at designing cyberpunk/futuristic things, so having half of the Mole Society cast coming from a cyberpunk/futuristic setting could only mean good things for me :D
(I am suffering)
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evangelinesbible · 10 months
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THE ASTROLOGICAL BEAUTY OF…
VINNIE HACKER
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ARIES RISING
Vinnie Hacker is basically TikToks modern day Heartthrob. And his Astrological beauty doesn’t disappoint. Aries risings tend to have very prominent foreheads and pointy chins. Their faces are typically very angular in shape. The Aries symbol is the ram and it’s symbol looks like what an Aries rising head tends to look like. Specifically for men having an Aries rising can makes your face look very sculpted, especially in the jaw and cheekbone area. They might also have a very warm/ red complexion to them. Aries rules over skin so people with these placement might be more prone to acne, moles, freckles, and beauty marks.
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LILITH CONJ. ASC ARIES
These people tend to have a very sexual presence to them which sadly means that they are sexualized a lot. Lilith 1H or Lilith - ASC might have this bad boy/ girl vibe to them even if they themselves aren’t like that at all.
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VIRGO VENUS CONJ. MOON 6H
Having a Virgo Venus can mean that your stomach/ waist line is very attractive. And having it in the 6H further accentuates that. When someone with this placement works on their body daily or working out is apart of their daily routine their attractiveness grows more and more. (Of course that can work for anyone not just this specific placement, but the difference between a Virgo Venus before and after working on themselves is astonishing) Virgo Venus’s tend to have a very clean put together look to them as well. Venus conj. Moons shows that this person will have an attractive chest
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ASC SQAURE MERCURY
Like I’ve said before in previous posts when the Ascendant touches mercury these people tend to look very youthful. I’ve also seen that Mercury risings or Mercury - ASC people have big eyes reminiscent of owls.
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ASC TRINE PLUTO
These people might tend to have a very seductive stare or just a very intimating stare sometimes. These people tend to appear naturally sexy or seductive. Most of the time their seduction lies all in their eyes.
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TAURUS BELLA 1H
Having Bella in the 1H can make someone very beautiful. Bella being in a Venus sign can further emphasize that people with this placement are seen as natural beauties
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ADONIS CONJ. SATURN GEMINI 3H
Adonis being conj. his Saturn can show that as he matures and grows older he’s only gonna get more attractive. Silver fox type of thing. And it being in Gemini might also mean that he’ll be the type of man who seemingly doesn’t age. Beauty aside this placement clearly explains why he gained fame on social media for his attractiveness.
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NYMPHE CONJ. MOON 6H
Nymphe also rules youth and having it conjunct his moon means that he’s always gonna look a little younger than he actually is, at least in just the face. And if he continues to take good care of his body, and put a lot self care and work into himself he’ll be able to keep up that youthful appearance.
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APHRODITE CONJ. PLUTO 8H
Aphrodite is usually used in women’s charts but it can still apply to men. Aphrodite touching Pluto can indicate someone who is known for being incredibly sexy and sexually attractive. Their beauty is probably sexualized a lot. Aphrodite in the 8H can bring this sexualization too. He’s probably seen a very attractive and sexy when he taps into his feminine side more. He’s not afraid to wear fashions or colors that might be considered “feminine” or not conveniently “masculine”. But it works really well for him.
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And that was the astrological beauty of Vinnie Hacker
- ⚜️💫⚜️
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end23 · 5 months
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I like VtM cus it makes a system where you can have a ulta powerful super death vampire count named vatire the endless…or…tim who got turned last week and is still trying to figer out if the sabbat is a death cult or if hes just craazy agina
And bolth are playable and have strenth and weakness
The count vatire the endless can blow up people minds and open the doors of hell, but donest know about cars.
But Tim know about mole intrest and have a drivers licens.
And thier bolth still under power compered to the ramdom hacker down town who believes in him self.
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wisterialilies · 2 years
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MC as the Leader of a Large Criminal Organization
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A/N: Just imagine this, a bunch of people are bowing and trembling in fear while in the presence of the city's most powerful and dangerous figures. The boss arrives. They look up. And what do they see? They see a very fluffy, very pink, very adorable sheep. With sunglasses. That's it. That's all I have to say.
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbartos, Solomon, Simeon, Luke
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Lucifer as… your most trusted right-hand man. You can leave many matters to him and the results will always be satisfactory. If you’re having difficulty making an important decision, you can always count on him to give some excellent advice. And whenever you’re not around to take charge of things, he’s the one giving orders. Not to mention, you don’t even need to bring a bodyguard with you when you go out. All you need is him. One sharp glare from this man is enough to send anybody fleeing in terror. Most people aren’t aware of this, but every single attack and guard dog in your organization were personally trained by him. Maybe that's his form of animal therapy? After all, not once has he taken a vacation ever since he started working for you.
Mammon as… a corrupted inspector on your payroll. Thanks to your backing, he holds plenty of authority in the police force and even the higher-ups are hesitant to get rid of him. He doesn’t hold back when he asks for money, but you don’t really mind since he follows your orders well and doesn’t stick his nose into places where it shouldn’t belong. Not to mention, he’s always happy to clean up your organization’s messes – as long as you pay him extra, that is.
Leviathan as… your organization’s hacker. While most organizations would require multiple hackers, programmers, and developers to conduct cybercrime properly, all you need is Levi. He’s good enough to make up for all the other people you may have needed. He is an absolutely indispensable asset to the organization, really. Except, you hardly see him since he always works from home. Whenever he’s helping out other members – such as relaying stolen/confidential information and keeping an eye on stuff through CCTV footages – he almost always ends up driving the other party mad by speaking in codes that only he understands.
Satan as… your accountant in charge of all the organization’s finances. Originally, he was to work for you as your right-hand man, but Lucifer swooped in at the last minute and took the position. Ever since then, Satan has hated that man with a passion. But despite that, he does his job well and makes for an excellent and trustworthy accountant. Whenever Lucifer is dealing with too many tasks at once, you’ll sometimes delegate a few of his jobs to Satan instead. Needless to say, Satan is always delighted whenever that happens. No doubt he’ll rub the fact that Lucifer isn’t as capable as he thinks he is into his face the next time they see each other.
Asmodeus as… your organization’s exclusive weapons dealer. He always has anything and everything your people need. His weapons are always of the best quality too. He drops by the organization’s HQ often, not that you mind. He’s very charming and people love him, so why not? Besides, he’s even managed to root out a couple moles for you just by exercising his charms on them. Though you’re not quite sure what he stands to gain by doing that without you asking him to – besides the money, of course – it’d be a complete waste to not let him hang around and continue building good rapport with him. Not to mention, you can always count on him to give you the latest fashion advice.
Beelzebub as… the man in charge of the organization’s protection racketeering. With his large and muscular build, it’s very easy to intimidate businesses into ‘buying their protection’. If a business is being stubborn and refuses to pay, he doesn’t hesitate to make an example out of them to show others what would happen if they were to do the same. However, he refrains from using any violence outside of work and reverts to being a giant teddy bear with an appetite. Speaking of appetite, he always appreciates being treated to a good meal after a particularly difficult job.
Belphegor as… the organization’s hitman. He excels in using various types of firearms and almost never misses his targets. With that being said, he only gets assassination jobs every so often, since it’s not like you have people you need dead every day. So with all that free time on his hands, he takes it upon himself to accompany you or Beel as protection from a distance (not that Beel even needs it) whenever you guys go to meet with difficult people. And of course, the rest of his days are spent napping. Take a walk around the headquarters and there’s a chance you’ll come across him napping in some odd spot.
Diavolo as… the boss of another criminal organization. Though he is often playful and may even hold some child-like innocence at times, he is a very dangerous man. He holds many underground and political connections and is practically untouchable to the police. To make an enemy of him would be like signing one’s own death sentence. Luckily for you though, he seems to have taken a liking to you and treats you as a dear friend. And really, you couldn’t ask for a better ally. With him around, people need to think twice before messing with you and your people.
Barbartos as… Diavolo’s right-hand man. He is as scary and capable as Lucifer, if not more so. While you have yet to see him actually do anything besides serving tea and reminding Diavolo of his day’s schedule, you’ve heard about how he has gotten his hands very dirty for the sake of his employer. Apparently, he also has a habit of getting rid of Diavolo’s rivals by poisoning their tea. Although you know he won’t do something like that to you since Diavolo considers you as a friend, the smile he gives you whenever he serves tea really doesn’t help at all.
Solomon as… an informant highly sought after by both the police and criminals alike. While he always gives very useful intel, he can’t be trusted. He can often be found working for somebody one day, then turning around and selling them out the next. Despite his fickleness, nobody dares to lay a finger on him. Anybody who tries always goes missing. Perhaps the only person he wouldn’t dare cross would be Diavolo. Sometimes you go to him when you’re in need of information that you can’t find elsewhere, but other times, you just make sure to stay well clear of him.  
Simeon as… one of the few non-corrupted officers in the police force. He was recently transferred over from another division with the task of putting a stop to the city’s overwhelming amount of underground activities. Though he’s determined to do his best, Mammon is constantly getting in his way. Simeon is always worried about Luke’s safety and in an attempt to shield him from too much cruelty – despite the fact that Luke is a police officer himself – tries to take on the more gruesome parts of the job by himself.
Luke as… Simeon’s partner who transferred over with him. He seems to have a gift of making criminals lower their guards around him. Perhaps it’s because of his innocent appearance, or perhaps it’s simply because he tends to resemble a yapping chihuahua whenever provoked. Anyhow, it makes for a very useful skill, as Simeon can easily subdue the criminals while Luke distracts them. Teasing Luke has become Mammon’s new favorite pastime.
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minghaos-girl18 · 6 days
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Seventeen as Mafia Members
This was just for fun and it is my first post on here, so if you want to see more feel free to request and give my page a follow.
Warnings: mentions of death, brutality, and jail but nothing to deep ;)
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S.Coups: The boss
For obvious reasons. He is Seventeen's scary leader for a reason. For example, in that one video of a dog only listening to him. And how he can just give the rest of Seventeen one look and they like backtrack. Boss vibes.
He knows how to handle his business and very rarely gets truly involved with any actual dirty business himself. Is very careful about who he plans to give his business to.
No one double crosses him and once you work for him, it is understood that you will always work for him.
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Jeonghan:Consigliere
I think Jeonghan would be S.Coups right hand man. Him and S.Coups only make decisions together. He has almost as much weight as S.Coups himself, and no one can meet S.Coups without Jeonghan approval and Jeonghan is always present. (lovers)
Jeonghan handles everything for S.Coups, that way S.Coups doesn't show his face unless necessary. However, it is understood that if anyone came for Jeonghan for any reason S.Coups would be the one to "handle" it.
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Joshua:Capo
He definitely runs his own crew. He keeps a tight hand on them. He is the type of person that you would never expect to have a hand in illegal dealings. Which is why he is so good. I feel like he also has a dark side and prefers to be the one that handles the people that cross him during business dealings.
Probably the type to live in a house about a thirty minute drive from the city (so no one heard the screams of the victims). Most of those working for him were kids he picked up off the streets- they stay the loyal.
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Jun:Police
Jun is smart and I think he could handle living a double life. He is the informant for S.Coups. He reports to Jeonghan if any of the other operating mafia families are crossing into the Choi territory.
He is the chief and can make evidence "disappear" if necessary. He is one of the main reason nothing can be drawn back to S.Coups. The only time there is evidence is if Jeonghan gave specific instructions. This usually was signified by Hoshi getting the case, which usually meant the person that had been caught by police was a rat.
off topic junhui is so pretty
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Wonwoo: Capo
Wonwoo also has a group of soldiers under his command. He differs from Joshua because he only steps into the dirty side of the mafia business when absolutely necessary. The group he runs consists of mostly hackers and only a selected few can even speak to Wonwoo.
Wonwoo takes his job seriously though. He works with Seungkwan to make sure there are no moles in the "business". And if there are, then that evidence will be sent to Jeonghan and after direct work with Jun and Hoshi the moles are either dead or in jail.
Wonwoo also keeps people from bugging the Choi territory sending his soldiers to do mandatory sweeps of every building owned by S.Coups. And if he finds out that they are not being done right or a bug was missed-well I feel bad for that soldier.
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Hoshi: Associate
Hoshi is a part of the mafia, but he also isn't??
Hoshi does what S.Coups (or rather Jeonghan) tells him to do for the right price. Hoshi seems like a prosecutor by day, assassin by night kinda guy. Which is why he is so useful to S.Coups. As a prosecutor, Hoshi dedicates himself to putting bad people in jail (or the people S.Coups wants put in jail). And at night, he dedicates himself to making sure justice has been served.
He is seen by the public as some vigilante and due to his close work with Jun for his morning job, there is no chance of Hoshi or "The Justice" being caught.
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Woozi:Underboss
Jihoon is reliable and gets his job done. His work is his life, and he is willing to do pretty much anything in order to obtain the role of Boss one day. Jihoon also knows when he can test his limits and when he shouldn't. I think S.Coups also discusses almost every aspect of his "business" with Jihoon. S.Coups knows that whenever he decides to leave the business, Jihoon will take good care of everything.
Jihoon keeps his nose clean for the most part. However, if S.Coups is busy and something big is to be handled Jeonghan is given orders to allow Jihoon to handle it.
And he does.
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The8: Associate
I think Minghao handles the finances for S.Coups. That is the only tie to S.Coups he has. He also works at his own pace, and very rarely gets his hands dirty. But that doesn't mean he won't (don't try to steal from him- those martial arts skills will pulverise you )
I think like only a select few have even lived to tale the tale of what would happen if Minghao caught you trying to steal. And those few would only be kept alive just to make sure no one was dumb enough to try. Of course...there is always someone dumb enough to try.
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Dk: Capo
Now hear me out on this one. He is our sunshine, but I know he would handle himself very well when it came to managing his own team
Seokmin for the most part would be a fun, loving, typical sunshine person and a great boss. However, his soldiers know not to push him, because he can be dark. He can be cold-hearted and will be if pushed to that point. He does not like it when people try to walk over him, because they think they can. And he is quick to put them in their place-verbally or physically.
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Mingyu: Associate
Assassin.
Mingyu is highly sought after, but he works only for a selected few. S.Coups being one of them. Mingyu is picky and high priced with his jobs. But if given a task, he will accomplish it and depending on the request it will either be the quietest death or the most brutal.
Definitely is given another name in the papers and on the streets...something like Kuro Neko (I am pretty sure that means black cat in Japanese).
I also think Mingyu would keep this side of him well hidden. And would use his bubbly personality to get close to his targets and keep up a solid public persona. Probably runs a clothing shop with a basement full of assassin equipment.
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Seungkwan: Spy
Seungkwan has an outgoing personality. He probably would have some type of traveling job on the outside. But he is usually planting some type of bug that allows S.Coups intel on people that he is suspicious of.
Seungkwan also gets invites to parties for people of high status. This allows him access and plant more bugs on celebrities without any second glances. After all who would believe someone like Seungkwan would be involved with the mafia.
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Vernon: Associate
Vernon works with Seungkwan.
(lovers pt.2)
Vernon is the new bartender (or bouncer of some sort depending where Seungkwan is planting the bugs-probably is housekeeping at some point). I think Vernon has a thousand costumes his closet because he basically either gets Seungkwan in (like if Seungkwan needs into a hotel room, Vernon will play housekeeper and role Seungkwan in the housekeeping cart) or out.
Vernon knows about S.Coups and but Vernon works more for Seungkwan and prefers it that way. However, he still receives a pay out from S.Coups for his work.
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Dino: Spy/Assassin
Chan has a job that combines Seungkwans and Mingyus, but for a special purpose. Chan spies on the people he aims to assassinate, and unlike Mingyu who works for a selected few, Chan works only for S.Coups.
Chan targets people whose loved ones have not repaid their debts to S.Coups. Chan gets close to them and as soon as he is given the green light (from Jeonghan or Jihoon) he assassinates them.
He either sends invites to the debts owners so that they find the body or he moves the body to a place where he knows they will find it.
He leaves a symbol to let that person know it was him-like a black rose or something.
Is will come to be known as the angel of death.
Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this silly little writing of mine. I hope to write on here more often so follow for more :)
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mosaickiwi · 5 months
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Everything and Anything
I got too goofy about this kink ask with aftercare. [REDACTED] is ~so~ poggers for basic human decency (I am completely serious). An eventful evening leads into soft and silly aftercare. 1k-ish words, GN reader.
cw// sexual content in nature (nothing explicit), non-specific kinks implied and mentioned, degradation and impact play/spanking specifically mentioned, allusions to neglectful aftercare
14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI
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You had some vague idea of how things would go. By now, you knew your dark-haired boyfriend never held back in his dedication to your comfort—but you hadn’t expected this. Who knew your casual comments about a few kinks would lead to treatment better than royalty?
Endless conversations of boundaries and what was to come had slotted into the previous week during your nightly pillow talks. Each more thorough than the last, as [REDACTED] always came prepared with research and more questions. They'd even brought a strangely long list of potential degrading pet names for you to decide on—some in languages you didn't speak. Eventually, he was satisfied to put an end to what you were sure being interrogated felt like. That is, if the interrogator saw fit to cuddle and kiss the criminal into a confession.
So the fateful night came, and all had gone well. You had the sore muscles and countless bite marks to prove it. It was what came after that made you feel akin to something worthy of heavenly worship. 
Once you were both dried off from a much needed—and breathtakingly intimate—bath, [REDACTED] began taking inventory of you. Gentle fingers glided over your naked form as he stood behind you, lingering at every mole, mark, and reddened imprint of teeth. He noticed all the small reactions of your body at certain placements of his careful touch, gaze focused on your visage in the mirror while you brushed your teeth. They couldn’t help but bestow a feather light kiss to each spot you barely tensed at to serve as silent apologies.
"Ren," you said once you'd spit your mouthful of toothpaste into the sink. "I told you I'm fine."
Blue eyes pointedly met yours in his reflection. "Really? Y'so sure after that punishment you wanted?" Their hand moved from your hip to lightly pat your bare ass, taking note of the whining gasp you let out. "'Wonder how you're gonna do that little front desk job tomorrow."
"It probably won't hurt by then," you insisted with a rather unsure shrug. As you set your toothbrush next to his untouched one, you looked back at him. "Not gonna brush your teeth?"
"Not quite yet. 'M relishing in the taste of you, Angel." They sensually licked their lips for dramatic effect.
Your nose wrinkled. "I love you, but that's so gross." Still, you raised up on your toes to kiss him, nasty as he was.
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Dressed in your favorites among their clothes, you were splayed out on your stomach over the bed sheets—in hopes to save your admittedly sore ass come morning. You stared up at your overly doting hacker, who'd resigned himself to playing with your hair in silence. Your mind only wandered at his caress.
You couldn't imagine how you'd gotten so lucky to be their first and only. 
Hours had passed since that intense encounter, and he hadn't left your side except to get things you meekly asked for—it was impossible to ask too much, he'd reminded you. A blanket to warm up, a hot drink to soothe your tired throat, a gentle massage to relax you, and even gentler words of reassuring praise as you'd bathed together in steamy water and afterglow. Their soft, loving touch to bring you to quiet bliss once again in their embrace as you soaked in the bath stayed settled in your mind. It almost completely overshadowed the rough treatment they had you pleading on the verge of tears about earlier.
His actions were above and beyond the bare minimum that others were elated to get. There were myriads of horror stories about terrible partners that completely withdrew after sex, and even more so when performing certain emotionally and physically vulnerable activities on their supposed loved one. You knew he’d never treat you in such a hurtful way. Despite that security, just the thought of it burdened you in the days leading up. To be left to your own devices after the things he whispered in your ear and did to your body—no matter how desperately you welcomed it all—would devastate you. 
"You know you mean the world t'me," he suddenly said, an uneasy frown on his face that brought you back to his focus.
Those words again. Words you'd heard plenty in your relationship, usually accompanied by an embarrassed shrug to explain away some bizarre habit of theirs you'd discovered, or a passionate kiss to soothe both you and themselves. You'd lost count of how much your lover repeated the sentiment tonight. He still must've been worried that you needed soothing in spite of his endless affections. 
You hadn't realized you were holding onto a frown of your own. "I know," you spoke his name with resounding devotion and a soft smile, "You mean the universe to me."
Familiar pink blossomed in surprise on his cheeks, but he quickly caught on to your game. "Y'mean everything to me, Angel. ‘Love you more than anything."
"You mean—" His thumb pressed over your lips to silence you. It was completely stunning. They'd hardly ever stopped you from speaking before, even if it was to scold them.
"Whatever you're trying t'one up me with is already included in everything. So you’re not beating me here," he explained, smug as could be while he loomed ever closer. Ticklish kisses came littered along your cheeks and anywhere else he managed to reach, further encouraged by your laughs of protest.
You successfully wriggled out from their grasp after a few torturous moments. You felt flushed, clothes in disarray from their calculated attack. As you tugged up the sheets to hide under, you teasingly tossed a pillow at him. "Go get me some water, asshole."
He was happy to let the pillow hit him square in the face for your satisfaction. "Anything for you, my love."
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deandoesthingstome · 8 months
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Walk with Me - Ch 7
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Pairing: FBI Agent!Syverson x OFC, Drug Czar!August Walker x OFC
Chapter Summary: This is it. The warehouse and beyond. The end.
Chapter Warnings: I’ll be real honest, I don’t really want to give anything away here. There’s gonna be some more sex if that interests you. (It’ll be outdoors. What?)
Word Count: 5K
Masterlist: For full series Summary and Warnings
Spotify Playlist: If you’ve followed the playlist, you should know what’s new.
A/N: Super grateful shoutout to @dadralt​ for helping me with a few French translations. I put the English at the bottom.
A/N 2: I really really appreciate everyone who has read and commented/reblogged this story. I had ideas when I started and those took on a life of their own. I got stuck a little on the way, but I think I figured it out and I hope you like the wrap up. 
Francesca
It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. While August was busy looking into his associates to root out a mole, I had made myself available for anything, anytime, no questions asked when he got back from Asia. That also meant ignoring Sy and making sure any information he received came through the agency and the agency only. One incredible night in the arms of the man I had once thought would be the only one I’d ever love. That’s all the sanity I had to hold onto.
As I found myself continuing to slip deeper under August’s spell, I also relished the memory of Sy’s arms wrapped around me, holding me close and safe. On my own, I was reckless and wanton. I’m sure it’s what drew Sy, and most men to me originally. But while most men gave up trying to handle the edge after a while, Sy had always somehow found a way to smooth it out. And that edge only grew sharper the longer I was away from him. It drove men crazy when they couldn’t hold on, most opting to let go rather than risk the deep cuts. 
Walter had understood what it took to dull the blade, because he needed a soother too. So while he came to understand he couldn’t offer me respite in his arms, he was there to try to ease every ache I came away with after losing out on love time and again. I envied him for the way he had been able to take each ending as a sign for a new beginning and hold on waiting for what he really needed. I think he could see the damage each heartbreak was doing to me, could tell that the longer I went without a net, the easier it was to embrace fire and danger with no regard for myself. But I don’t think he realized how deep down that hole I was falling. He thought it was just part of the game we played. Instead, this is how I let August in against all my better judgements.
August didn’t fear my sharp edge. He honed it. And until Sy reappeared, I struggled to make sense of why it felt so good to have August keep pushing me, why every time I saw him it felt like I was being forged in his fire. In the haze of the smoke we created together, fueled by drugs and sex and more passion than I’d known in ages, I let myself begin to believe there was a way through that didn’t involve putting him behind bars. Like a fool, I continued to gently broach the subject of just leaving everything behind. I no longer knew if it was still the smokescreen I meant it to be.
I kept Walter appraised, but there had been no new developments from what I had seen. No new security breaches initiated by any number of August’s club girls. No more state secrets passing his way. August apparently had everything he thought he needed to make his next move and he was just looking for the right time. I simply had to wait until Will had the data stripped off the club’s computers and was ready to hand it off. I had been unsuccessful in my previous searches, but Will was a masterful hacker. I just needed the call, but it never came and walking into the warehouse I knew why.
August had figured out Will was CIA. And now I had to hope Will had been able to keep our secret even after everything it was apparent August’s goons had done to him. I couldn’t tell for sure how long he’d been here, but some of the wounds were fresh enough to tell me that while August had been fucking my brains out this afternoon, Will was getting the shit beat out of him. And I hoped his training was just as good as mine and he’d been able to withstand the obvious torture I could see he’d been put through. This was never how this mission was supposed to go.
While August continued to share his credo about not letting anyone hurt him, I rubbed my thumb over the microchip I had pressed against my forefinger. I knew I had what we needed and there was no reason to keep playing this game that had stopped feeling like a game weeks ago. I wanted to rise to my feet, lean in close and whisper to August that we could still run. That I could hide him and maybe we’d be apart for a little while, but in the end I’d be his and he’d be mine and we would be together.
And then I heard the words coming out of his mouth and I knew suddenly how utterly fucked I was. I was about to ruin what was probably the biggest bust of Sy’s life and I was about to end August’s reign. Sy would never forgive me for lying to him and August wouldn’t be around to put me in my place. I’d end up with neither of them. 
Like a specter, the voice drifted through my thoughts.
“We’re in position.”
“Take him.” I fought to keep my eyes open. I would not turn away from this mess I had made.
August had barely stopped speaking, head at tilt and eyebrow raised in query at my words when the bullet hit. I watched him fall and barely registered the second round that took Mateo out. I couldn’t really stop the tears if I wanted to. Everything was in shambles around me. Not only was my partner hanging on by a thread, the man I had come to love in some sort of fucked up fantasy where I believed I could save him was dead.
And I had to somehow explain to Sy why I had let him believe he was ever going to have a shot at taking down August.
I heard sirens and shouts from outside the warehouse. Flashing lights flickered through the doorway each time a new body entered the space. Medics were on the scene and Will was getting the attention he needed when Walter found me sunk to the ground on my knees, resisting the urge to crawl to August and take him in my arms one last time. Doubt crept in, as if I’d made the wrong choice and it took everything I had not to let the bile rise up in my throat.
Walter wrapped an official jacket around me and asked if I was alright. I shook my head slowly and I felt him hold me closer. He knew what was coming. I don’t know how he knew. He never once asked if I was falling for August, but somehow he could tell and he knew what I had just done. He knew I would be in my head about this one for a good long time. Longer than any of the others.
“We just need to finalize the report and record your statement. We can do a video now and then you can go. Okay?” 
I felt his concerned gaze on me and mustered the strength to nod at his question, still amazed how he looked after me after all these years. We were never going to be together, but that didn’t stop us from caring about and wanting only the best for each other.
We set up in a corner of the warehouse, away from the noise of the agents processing the scene. Before he turned the camera on, I dislodged the molar mic I had installed before leaving the hotel earlier and handed it over. I had already sent in encrypted typed reports and the final video interview was just a recount of the last few days that I hadn’t been able to upload yet. I signed every affidavit he put in front of me, half numb with shock. He put me in the cab to the train station with a gentle press of his hand on the small of my back as he bent to whisper in my ear.
“I’ll get him a message along with the rest of the Miami files. He won’t be hung out to dry. He’ll have everything he needs to make the case against the rest of August’s associates. And he’ll know you're on your way to being okay, too.” 
When I looked up at him, I could tell he saw my gratitude, even if I didn’t yet know how to voice it. Even if I still doubted every decision I’d made so far.
“Will?” I managed to whisper.
“Will’s gonna be fine. He has more than a little R&R coming, too. Don’t worry.”
We said a final goodbye and I headed off, ready to try to put this all behind me, starting with a deep detox. I spent weeks in the remote cabin, fully stocked with everything I needed to avoid everyone for as long as I wanted, including a method of emergency contact if things got really bad.
I rocked myself to sleep every night only to enter dreams that turned to nightmares. August leading me down a floral path, only to turn a corner and find myself ensnared in briars and brambles. August preparing a delicious meal only to serve me Will’s head on a platter. August making me come, over and over again, only to find myself ripped apart at the seams. 
I dragged myself out of bed every morning, no matter how badly I wanted to curl up in the sheets and just die. I journaled every day and raged at the papers that held my lovelorn tears, my foolish fantasies and ridiculous notions. At night, I burned them in a fire meant to keep me warm, but every bit of me felt cold and lifeless. I took long swims in the crystalline lake and long walks in the woods and prayed that maybe I’d twist an ankle and fall down the mountainside. I longed to be lost and rid of the torture I felt forever.
I could tell my storm was easing when I awoke one morning with the recollection of August morphing into Sy. When the drugs were finally fully out of my system, I sat quietly by the placid water and put all my pieces back in place. August Walker was a drug kingpin who had put an insane amount of product on the street. August Walker was a murderer, who had put his competition out of business permanently. August Walker was a traitor who had bribed politicians and military brass for national secrets that he planned to sell to the highest bidder. August Walker was a monster.
No amount of fucking was ever going to change those facts.
I pushed the button on the SAT phone and waited for Walter to answer while I practiced the speech over and over in my head.
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Syverson turned off the ignition of the rental car, peered at the number on the house and checked it against the message from Ramos on his phone. He stepped out and made his way up the narrow path to the front door, gravel crunching under his feet. He stood still at the door and paused before knocking, suddenly unsure if he’d made the right decision. 
“Ah, fuck it,” he muttered and raised his hand to rap on the wood. In the moments of stillness as he waited for a sound from inside, a shuffle of feet, any tell-tale sign that someone would answer, he took several deep breaths and tried to calm his nerves. It would be the first time seeing her again after months with no communication and he hadn’t exactly been invited by the occupants of the house.
“Comment puis-je vous aider?*” the elderly man asked, peering out the entryway with a perplexed look as if trying to recall who might be scheduled to visit today.
“Mr. Malloy? It’s Dean Syverson, from the States. I’m sorry I don’t speak French. I’m friends with your daughter, Frankie, er Francesca. I was told she was here.”
“Papa, c'est qui?**” a voice called from down the hall and Syverson’s heart almost exploded with elation. He took note of the waver in her voice as she appeared next to her father looking radiant in her summer dress and spoke again. “Sy? What are you…?” 
Sy wanted her to burst through the door and wrap her whole body around him so he could slip his arms around her back and hold her close to breath her in. In reality, she froze in place next to her father, though he didn’t imagine the way he saw her stop herself from reaching for him. At the sound of throat clearing, Frankie turned to her father to speak.
“Papa, tu te rappelles de Dean ? Du lycée. À l'époque on l'appelait Sy.***”
Sy watched as the old man seemed to light up with memory and a small smile, then listened to a conversation between father and daughter that he couldn’t understand. Frankie’s father reached out to shake his hand with a wink, then turned to head back into the front room. 
“Wanna take a walk with me?” Frankie asked, motioning down the path. “Or I could invite you in and we could do the pleasantries of small talk over cold lemonade and cookies I baked the other day?”
“You bake?” Sy asked with a chuckle. 
“Been goin’ through all of Mom’s old recipes. It’s therapeutic in more ways than one. And sorry about that. Dad’s kinda given up on English, especially now that she’s passed,” Frankie answered and watched Sy’s face fall a little, eyebrows furrowed and head atilt.
“Well now I’m the one that’s sorry. I didn’t know about your Mom.”
“Thank you. It happened just before my last mission. I hated leaving but I promised him we’d spend time together once I was done with work.” She gave a quick glance back into the house.
Sy heaved a breath in and out. “Let’s walk.” 
He waited for Frankie to close the front door and let her lead the way as they stepped back onto the gravel path and followed it around to the back of the house and down into the large, lush garden where she motioned to a stone bench facing a pond.
“I feel like I know this answer, because I doubt you’d be here if you did, but I have to ask: Do you hate me?” Frankie asked, turning to him with a look of concern on her face. 
“Sugar I could never hate you,” Sy answered immediately without any hesitation. “Couldn’t for the life of me figure out why you shut off all communication and never came back, though. Marshall wasn’t exactly forthcoming either.”
“Did they at least tell you about...? About the case?” Frankie asked, unwilling to voice the name just yet.
“You mean the part where no one was ever gonna let him take the stand?” Frankie nodded at Sy’s question. “Yeah. Said if he had an opportunity to implicate any of the people he’d bribed information from, national security was fucked. Sure. Apparently, all those other traitors had guardian angels sitting on their shoulders. The number of retirement announcements from the military and congress was staggering. Is that why you didn’t come back?”
“Are you asking if it made me sick to my stomach? That August Walker took the fall for all of them? I guess that’s part of it for sure, yeah.”
“Fuck, Sugar. You really were in deep with him.”
“I was blind, Sy. I wasn’t not doing my job but I let a lot of things get in the way of reality and when I found out they were all getting off the hook I couldn’t stomach it anymore.” 
Frankie turned to stare out over the water while Sy took a moment to ponder her words and consider if he really wanted the answer to his next question. It could make all the difference to the end result of his impromptu visit. But if he didn’t ask, he’d never know and if somehow things worked out between them, the possibility would hang over his head forever.
“Did you love him?”
He watched her slow-blink her eyes closed, inhale and let out a deep sigh. He felt the bottom begin to drop from underneath him, afraid now of her answer and what it would mean. He wanted to reach out and grab the words back, stuff them down his throat and never let them out again. He swore to whatever god would listen that if she would just come home with him when this conversation was over, he’d never give August Walker another thought. When she spoke, he almost couldn’t hear her answer, the way the blood from his beating heart rushed passed his ears.
“Not really.” Frankie turned back to Sy and opened her eyes. As her voice trickled through the dense fog of his worry, he could at least see the promise in what she was saying. “For a while I thought I did. It took me time to figure out that I just loved the way he made me feel. Alive and reckless with no one to answer to but someone who only loved me for the person they thought I was.”
“And who are you, Frankie?”
“I’m figuring that out now, Sy. That’s the other part of why I couldn’t come back. I didn’t want to step back into whatever it was we had started again without a better understanding of what my life means now. And what that means for whoever is going to be a part of it.”
“What do you mean ‘whoever’, Sugar?” Sy asked, struggling to hide the emotion her words had stirred within him. He was certain she couldn’t possibly think he wasn’t the one even as he realized how little time they’d actually had together. It killed him to think she might not give him a chance to prove how much he wanted to give her everything.
“I don't want someone afraid of losing me,” Frankie replied.
“I already did. I ain't afraid of it anymore. Just don't want to ever feel it again.” Sy watched her face carefully, searching for any sign that she didn’t understand exactly what he was saying. Just to make sure, he spoke again. “I ain’t looking to change you, Frankie. I ain’t looking to stop you from being whoever you want to be. I just wanna be there with you for as long as I can. If that’s okay.”
“Fuck, where did you come from?” Frankie asked after considering his words and smiled at his comfortable laugh.
“Frankie, it’s always been you for me. Who you are now? She ain’t really all that different from that wildcat I fell in love with twenty years ago. I love every fuckin’ thing about you.” Sy saw the doubt creep on her face. “Yeah, Sugar, all of it. You are a strong, self-aware woman who ain’t afraid to take what she needs. I count myself lucky you ain’t never found someone else interested in all of that and if I don’t get you to let me kiss you right now to show you what I’m talking about, well this whole trip’s probably been for naught.”
Sy lifted a hand to brush his fingers past her shoulder and smooth up the side of her neck, pressing the tips into her nape and applying the gentlest of pressure, waiting for her to make up her mind and lean into him. When she finally did, her lips crashed into his and he felt gravity flip as he grabbed on to her with his other arm and pulled her all the way against him. He slid his hand down to her hip and urged her to lift a leg and spin to straddle him so he could feel her weight and know she was real.
Sy smoothed both hands up her back as he held her close and kissed her deep, parting her lips with his tongue and licking into the space she made for him while she did the same. When he realized he wasn’t going to be able to stop if they kept kissing for much longer, he raised his hands to tangle in her hair and pull her head from his as he cleared his throat and spoke low.
“Sorry, that’s more than I thought I’d get from you at the moment. I doubt your dad or the neighbors wanna see what else I’d like to do to you right now.”
“There are no neighbors nearby, Sy. And Dad doesn’t spend time in the back of the house.”
Sy couldn’t help himself from stiffening at the thought and raised an eyebrow in question. He grew even harder as he watched Frankie bite her bottom lip and nod as she ran her hands down his chest landing at the clasp of his slacks. She unhooked the waistband and slid the zipper down agonizingly slowly before reaching in to grab his aching cock and push his boxers down enough so that he was free and could feel her touch on his burning skin.
He dropped his hands to her thighs, smoothing the thin fabric up her legs and sweeping his fingers over her ass cheeks while she stroked him lazily and bent to return to the kiss. His hands found the strings of her thong and he slipped a thumb under the back so he could grab hold and tug up, applying pressure to her clit. Frankie moaned into his mouth and arched her back into the sensation.
Sy pulled the flimsy material to the side and reached his hand further down and under her ass so he could just feel the wetness as he brushed his fingers against the delicate lips he could barely reach. He only realized how much he was also loving the way her hand squeezed and pulled him when she stopped suddenly and he broke the kiss to see what could be wrong. Instead of disaster, he was met with her mischievous eyes as she wiggled the hand that had previously been making him feel so good under her skirt while her other hand pulled the material back so he could see exactly what she was doing.
He groaned and watched rapt as Frankie slid her fingers inside her underwear and into her cunt. She pressed deep and moved around before she pulled them back out glistening with her own juices. And just like that he was in heaven again as she smeared her slick all over his cock and bent to whisper in his ear.
“Fuck me, Sy.”
“Gladly.” Sy eased her thong to the side down her thigh as she pressed her feet into the earth beneath them to lift up and settle herself back down his length with a luxurious sigh. She had barely engulfed him completely before he began to squeeze his ass to pump his hips into her with fervor.
With her hands on Sy’s shoulders, Frankie used the leverage to lift and lower herself on him in tandem with his thrusts, as he delved deeper and deeper. He felt every squeeze of her walls around him and swallowed her cries of pleasure as the head of his engorged member brushed her cervix again and again. 
Sy wanted to put his hands on her body, on her skin. He thought about lifting her dress up and over her head, but settled on simply wrapping an arm around her waist and sliding the other up her back so he could manipulate her movements to make sure they were both feeling as good as they could. He wanted this to last forever, but seeing her now, hearing her moan above him for the first time in months knowing the last time he saw her he was making her come too caused a rush of sensation to course through his body. He pulled away from their kiss again.
“I ain’t gonna last Sugar, not like this.”
“I need you to hang on a little bit longer, Sy. Please,” Frankie begged him, grinding her hips a few more times before she did the unthinkable. After easing herself off him, she pulled her dress off exactly the way Sy had just wanted to. She dropped it to the grass and then sank to her knees and finally her back with the dress as a makeshift blanket. She reached out for him and he tumbled forward off the bench and between her open legs, pressing a kiss to her lips as he palmed a breast.
His lips moved over her chin and throat as he began to ease his way down her body, pulling her tiny thong along with him and pushing it off her legs. He took a few moments to push his own shoes and pants off as well pull his shirt over his head and now just as naked as Frankie, Sy positioned himself between her legs, shoulders spreading her wide so he could get a good long look at her puffy, pink pussy dripping and waiting for him.
“Not sure I’m gonna last long this way either, but we’ll give it a try,” he teased before putting his mouth on her. He nipped at her clit and rubbed his forefingers along her slit, easing in and out with a tease she whimpered for. When he heard her beg with a “please” he slid his fingers all the way in and licked around them. Sy pumped and pressed the palm of his hand against her mound for a moment before he pulled his hand all the way out and let his tongue do the rest of the work. 
He felt his cock rub against the fabric of her dress as he rutted against the ground and fought to stem the growing pressure.
“So fucking turned on eating you out like this, Frankie,” he groaned into her cunt before returning to the job. Frankie held his head in place, grinding up against him. When she came in a rush of heat and wet, Sy took the opportunity to crawl back up and slip his dick inside her, thrusting and pumping with vigor. He grazed his fingers up the side of her body and then watched as she grabbed his hand and moved it to her throat, pressing just a little.
“Just hold still right there,” she gasped. “Fuck me and I’ll do the rest.”
Sy grunted in pleasure at the thought and did as he was instructed. He felt Frankie lean up into his hand. All the effort it took to keep his hand precisely still for her meant his attention wasn’t on how good she felt around him as he pumped in and out. Where he thought he’d need just a few more strokes, Sy now felt the time slip by as she moved into his hand and back out again, playing with her own breath for him. When he finally felt her tighten around him, he wasn’t prepared for how fast his own release came as well. He was so caught up in the way she maneuvered that he hadn’t noticed the build at all.
They lay naked on the grass next to each other, catching their breath with hands on their chests, waiting until the pounding of their hearts had resided before turning to face one another.
“You sure no one could see us?”
“Would you hate me if I said no?” Frankie teased before leaning over for a kiss to taste herself on his lips. “Kidding. No one can see us. Even if Dad ventured back to the kitchen, where he never likes to go anymore, there are enough trees and bushes in the garden to obscure this view. Our closest neighbors are a couple kilometers away. Your virtue is safe, promise.”
“Funny.” Sy rolled her on her back and kissed her long and deep again before settling along her side, drawing lazy lines along her skin. “You know I didn’t know what to expect when I saw you again. I’m real glad how this has turned out so far.”
“I wasn’t going to leave you in limbo forever, I swear. I just needed to get my head on straight.” Frankie sat up and reached for Sy’s pants, handing them to him and motioning to her own dress below.
“Did I fuck up your timeline?” Sy asked, plucking his shirt off the ground next. He stuck his arms through the sleeves and tucked his thumbs in the neck hole to pull the shirt over his head, elbows wide, before checking around for his shoes.
“I’ll recover, I’m sure.” Frankie slipped the dress back on and did her own sweep of the lawn, looking for her panties.
“I got those, Sugar,” Sy grinned, making a show of tucking the small bundle into his pocket. “Safe keeping till you come back home.”
Frankie reached up to run her fingers through Sy’s hair, brushing a few stray pieces of grass from his locks and let him do the same for her before pulling him in for more kisses. She broke away reluctantly and hooked her arm through his to lead the way back up to the house.
“I honestly haven’t decided when that’ll be, Sy.”
“I’m pretty good at waiting for you if you hadn’t noticed.”
“Or if I ever will.”
Sy stopped short and turned her to him.
“I wondered about that. Not for my own selfish reasons, mind you. But I got to thinking about some of the things you told me over dinner that night. About having a safety net of sorts. This is a nice place.”
“I also told you I liked being useful…but you’re not wrong. It’s been a long time since I took care of myself.”
“Or let someone take care of you?”
“Sy…”
“I ain’t talking about keeping you under wraps, barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, Sugar. I just mean, you don’t need to go it alone. Look, you are free to make your own decisions about going back to the agency, finding something else to do, or quitting altogether. But I wanna be with you, Frankie. Wherever that is. If you wanna stay here, I’ll let you know right now that if you’ll have me, I’m ready to leave it all behind, too.”
“You’d walk away with me, Sy?”
“I would.“
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Translations of the French *,**,**:
* “How can I help you?”
** “Papa, who is it?”
*** “Papa, you remember Dean? From high school. We called him Sy back then.”
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hi hellooo !! wanted to ask who the 14dwy characters be in a spy/high-tech sting operation mission kind of thing setting? i think i asked this but i had anon on so sorry ;-;
✦゜ANSWERED: Ooh!! I had your typical spy/bank heist movie kinda vibe in mind for this, but I'm sure it can apply to other situations as well!!
Ren: The buff hacker that stays in the van unless it involves you Moth: Mole/double agent (working for your side, dw!!) Violet: Ada Wong if she was Filipino and loyal lmao Elanor: The unassuming information broker Conan: The HBIC and main brains of the operation Jae: Secret Agent who only joined for the money Leon: Sniper partner who has your back ^^ Teo: The brawns/muscle of the group. He does the heavy lifting and seduction. I'd fire his ass if I was in charge. For fun too, not because he's bad at his job Olivia: Getaway car driver. She literally has no idea what's going on... Y'all picked her up on GregsList and she followed through because everyone on the team looked attractive to her.
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magnificentsapcaddy · 8 months
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Here, lemme introduce you to the rest of the crew. This is Shrew, our demolitions expert. We call her that because she's always eating worms. And this is Baby Bird, our hacker. We call her that because she's always eating worms. And last but not least, our master of disguise, Mole. We call them that because - you guessed it! - they just had a melanoma removed
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Hey, listen!
I saw a mob boss drawing of Diavolo, and it got me thinking: What if there was an Obey Me! Mafia AU?
Hear me out: In this AU, Diavolo is the mob boss of a very powerful mafia. Barbatos is his assistant and butler that isn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
Lucifer is Diavolo's right-hand man, still doing some paperwork but is mostly on the field overseeing construction and making sure their moles in the police station aren't thinking about turning on Diavolo.
Mammon is in charge of the treasury. It's his job to make sure that all the money is accounted for. He sometimes thinks about taking a duffel bag full of cash for himself. But he never does because he's very afraid of what Diavolo and Lucifer will do to him.
Leviathan is the head of Diavolo's tech department. This means that he's in charge of all the hackers and does most of the background checks for new employees. Although this doesn't stop him from secretly watching some anime on his laptop.
Satan is Diavolo's secretary. And even though that's not the most glamorous job in the world, he does sneak in some reading from time to time and has snuck a few cats into the building.
Asmodeus is the influencer of the mafia. He boosts Diavolo's popularity online and spreads lies (good lies) about Diavolo so more people have faith in him and less in the police. He once livestreamed himself brutally killing an enemy of the mob... You'd be surprised how many followers he gained because of it.
Beelzebub is Diavolo's taste-tester. It's his job to make sure none of Diavolo's food is poisoned. If it is, Beel would rather it kill him first before Diavolo. He enjoys his job because he gets to have bites of Diavolo's food and tastes of his expensive drinks. He also has free reign of the kitchen (and has been chased out by Lucifer multiple times for raiding the fridge and cupboards at night).
Belphegor has the most unlikely job: Training the new employees. Belphegor is a man that can kill people in ways that haven't even been heard of yet. And if 'interrogation' of a suspected traitor is needed, he will apply methods of unspeakable torture that people have the most vivid nightmares of. He sneaks in naps on his breaks, and is a weapons master.
Simeon is on the police force. He joined because he wants to help people, but that's becoming increasingly difficult with how many corrupt cops there are. Luke is his adopted son.
Solomon is also a cop, and a damn good one (even if his cooking sucks). He doesn't like the mafia, and will openly admit it to anyone who asks.
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lowkeycasanova · 2 years
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Vinnie Hacker masterlist
All pieces are mine. I do not own any of the pictures.
Requests: closed for now
Fic Recs
Imagines
Catching flights, and maybe feelings too- you have a flight back home that takes longer than expected, but end up meeting Vinnie
Purgatory Hoodie- you and Vinnie have broke up but you still kept one of his hoodies.
Our own place in Washington- you and Vinnie buy a house
Babysitting - Vinnie helps you watch your two young cousins
You’re gonna leave - you and Vinne get into an argument and he thinks you're gonna leave him
dirty - you and your friends know that you are having sex and tease you about it
sleepover- you and Vinnie are a new couple and you sleep in his room for the first time
Down bad pt. 2 - you're vinnie's celebrity crush and he tries to get your attention on social media
Free da curls - you help Vinnie do his hair
Tatted - you get your first tattoo
#mycalvins- photoshoot for Calvin Klein, with your ex Vinnie
summer camp - Vinnie and Y/N are camp counselors
little too excited- Vinnie gets jealous over your interaction with Jack Harlow
Sweet dreams - you keep seeing him in your sleep
catching up - you run into Vinnie after breaking up three years ago
Dad Vin
Showing up matters- you and Vinnie go to your son’s end-of-the-school-year event
Downtown Seattle- Vinnie and his daughter spend some time together
Blurbs
thirst trap- you never posted “thirst traps” on your tik tok, until one day you did
clingy Vinnie - like the title says
4 strings- Y/N watching Vinnie play his bass guitar
high - smoking with him
beauty marks - admiring his moles
About Last Night - y/n brings ecstasy to share during sex
Bottoms Up - y/n watches in the background as Fannita and Vinnie film the podcast
Moodboards
Barcelona
Paris
Night Out
NYC diaries
Beach day
Seoul
Instagram Prompts
Europe- Kianna Naomi
fuckboy vinnie
Based off songs
lucid dreams - Tape Machines
Ghost - Justin Bieber
When you're ready - Shawn Mendes
Boyfriend - Ariana Grande & Social House part 2
"ur camera roll"
recents
Others/Miscellaneous
Y/N being a menace
the fans love you
you pop into his stream
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Group D Round 1
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[image ID: the first image is of Oona Wong, a Chinese woman with black hair pulled into a high bun, and a mole above her lip. she wears a necklace of pearls, a black sleeveless dress, and black gloves up to her elbows. the second image is the book cover for Halfway Through The Wood by Seanan McGuire, a book in the Incryptid series that features Cynthia. it depicts a dirty, broken headstone with faded carved words. end ID]
Oona Wong
Look she has daddy issues and an evil twin sister. She’s the ultimate blorbo. Also the Kiki Strike series as a whole is amazing, it would do so well as a TV series, and it’s so unfortunate that it’s marketed as a children’s/early teen’s series, because iirc the characters try to kill each other in such creative ways! How is this marketed as PG?! Anyway. Kiki would be Tumblr’s favorite blorbo because Kiki herself checks off a lot of the Tumblr boxes. But Oona would be a close second runner up because. I mean she’s a hacker/forger and information broker. Sorry for this rant I just really loved this series and practically no one’s heard of it. All the characters are so blorbo shaped.
Cynthia
Cynthia is technically a carnivorous plant, but she's mostly human shaped. She runs a tavern for cryptids, and helps take care of an interdimensional traveler. She had a wife.
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