Soooo, I know that you didn't want to just use Joao for this exact purpose, but what if there was spuk or pruk in the office au as well? Just maybe in an alternate reality where either Antonio or Gil would be able to get over how insane Arthur is. So not only can Arthur not work in the sales department, he can no longer go for a smoke break with Joao because both of the himbos bother him there too.
so you’re right about arthur not being able to take smoke breaks with joão in peace nowadays, but it’s not because gilbert and antonio are flirty with him. it’s mostly because whenever he does go down there, he only seems to get teased (which is highly deserved)
so arthur’s always been the victim of gilbert and antonio’s jokes because he’s easy to fluster, has a stick in his ass and gets too worked up over ‘office vs warehouse’ soccer games. plus, francis always has some fun stories about him
so once francis showed everyone in the warehouse (besides joão, he was sick that day) the smut arthur writes about him, it easily becomes the biggest running joke the warehouse has whenever arthur comes downstairs to do anything.
in regards to the crying... i’d like to imagine that after THIS, arthur would angrily confront francis about telling everyone about the ‘stories’ arthur writes. (of course, he knew he’d immediately tell joão if the roles were reversed but he’d obviously never say that)
it starts out as an argument but then probably boils down to them very dramatically expressing their feelings for each other... and since arthur’s been bottling everything inside for his entire 27 years of existence, it ends up with him crying about it all on francis’ shoulder and then moving branches the next week.
and yes, those lines are verbatim from arthur’s stories
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Me, thinkin about season 2 of Infinity Train:
My Brain: hey man. u remember that time u made another ‘goro has a palace’ au where u made him the conductor of a train on a collision course, did all those drawings for it, and then just....never posted it??? because I do. good times.
Me, lunging off the sofa: oh my GOD
YEAH, UH. U HAVE MY FRIEND TO THANK FOR REMINDING ME ABOUT THIS (you know who you are. basard. getting me into a new show. how dare you)
basically the gist of the au is like...goro’s still working for shido, he’s just a little more sensible than his canon self, in that he realizes there’s no way in hell he’s going to be able to defeat shido’s shadow on his own. So instead, he keeps working for him, but collects evidence against him as he goes, like. keeping recordings of calls. keeping “request” logs. general other stuff that makes shido seem shady & irredeemable, his own future be damned (because he’s clearly involved in this stuff too. he’s not getting away once he turns all this in to Sae eventually). ...hence, his palace manifests as a train, plowing straight through tokyo to eventually crash into the diet building & presumably kill whoever’s in there, himself (the conductor) included. I’ll level with u here tho, I didn’t think about how the whole “having a persona AND having a palace at the same time” thing works for this au. maybe it’s just that he loses touch with his Robin Hood side, & robin is the one that manifests as his shadow or smth. idk. didn’t really think that far ahead. but yeah! it’s basically just that.
...don’t particularly know why the pt try to stop him,, seeing as not only shido’s life but his own will be ruined once he turns in the evidence he’s collected, so changing his heart really would have the same effect just leaving him be would,,,, so,,,,,,,,,,
man IDK i just thought of it a while ago n thought it was cool. here’s him receiving the calling card
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WAIT WAIT let me join in the nanami thirst!! Let me give u a prompt:
I’m just thinking of how poised and principled nanami is and how fun it would be to break it…if he felt an attraction to a coworker he gets assigned to missions with sometimes and sees around the school campus but there’s a minor age gap (nothing gross, she’s 18+/in her early to mid 20s and he’s in his late 20s but sometimes mentally he is far older)
he tells himself there’s an inherent power dynamic due to his seniority and he’d feel like he’s taking advantage of you, bc you’re so quiet and delicate….buuut there’s this innocent sensuality abt u that drives him insane, and he can’t tell if you’re doing it on purpose or not because ur so innocent and unassuming and uwu (you definitely are, you wanna be dicked down so bad but he’s too much of a gentleman and you’re too shy to tell him, what if you’re just imagining things and make him uncomfortable??).
He starts thinking of you and how everything about you seems demure yet sexy. How your pencil skirt is just fitted enough to show off your shape, how your blouses show the shape of your breasts (they’d fit perfectly in his hands, like they were made for that very purpose) without revealing anything, how your subtle scent invades his every waking thought. How your eyes are always darkened with lust (maybe he’s imagining it? He must be. Why would a pretty young thing like you want someone dull like him?) He ends up having to pleasure himself to the thought of fucking you into his mattress with your legs bent to your shoulders and is ashamed for several days afterwards because of it.
Eventually they do the dirty somehow idk, but reader is very inexperienced but once she gets a taste she learns she really likes sex.
Prompt #2: same deal basically lmao, reader chan is innocent and unassuming, but somehow comes across a sex pollen/possessed by a succubus situation (idk if ur comfortable with those scenarios though, if you’re not that’s totally ok!) and Nanami is the only one who can help. Reader was already attracted to Nanamin but she’s painfully shy so somehow the situation makes it so that she finally gets some, albeit out of necessity.
Sorry for the ramble! Just wanted to share my ridiculous brainrot, ofc youre not obligated to write anything in response to it if you don’t want to 💖 also just wanted to say I enjoy your writing.
hi there ! thanks for sending this in, no need to apologise for the rambling i loved reading these prompts and i’m glad you like my writing 💛
plus i’m just imagining the two of you being so unaware about each other’s feelings, all that pent up frustration simmering in the air and on the edges of your skin everytime you two are within close proximity. nanami having to jerk off to the thought of you every night with this dark and looming doubt at the back of his mind is so incredibly him isn’t it? he thinks you would be afraid of him, even disgusted maybe, if you knew the things he’d picture you doing, you letting him teach you things, make your eyes roll back from the pleasure as you beg for him. the fantasy he comes back to often, hidden deep and kept buried under the rest of his secrets, is how he would wrap your legs around his shoulders, lifting your hips and propping them up so he squats over you and fucks you deep, letting his cock kiss your cervix over and over before he cums inside. walls painted with his seed, marking and claiming you forever.
he can barely look you in the eyes the next day when he just feels so bad about it, he knows you look up to him, that he’s meant to protect you, that he’s not meant to be anything more than a stopgap, a phase in your life that is only there to help you move on to the next one. and he knows you’re sensitive, fragile, so very pure, that it only adds more reason to him reminding himself that you were off-limits. like a bodyguard falling for the princess. he feels so stupid, that he let it get to this point, one moment he was guiding you in learning a new attack move the next he’s picturing your post-sex afterglow face tucked into his pillow.
but he can’t resist the way you look right up at him, like he’s your entire world, with wide eyes full of devotion, the kind that asks for more, for him to reach out and take what’s his. would you really let him? he wonders. the fact that he can’t show any knicks in his armour and has to keep up that prim and proper image when it comes to you kills him on the inside, because he can’t risk fucking things up, he would rather have you at a distance and never be able to touch you than to not have you in his life at all.
and it’s so obvious you can see it written all over his face, that he has done something he’s ashamed of. you want to tell him it’s okay, that you’ve been doing the same too, thinking about him fucking you while you edge yourself with your vibrator has replaced your much-needed sleep these past nights. you’d like to know what it would be like with him, knowing how inexperienced you are, he might not be into someone like that. gosh, if only you knew...how badly nanami wants to ruin you for anyone else, break every resolve he has to show you what exactly your innocence does to him.
and you think maybe he’d like to know, that although you’re shy and maybe a little naive, it’s the reason why you like him so much, he’s fortitude in your life that is constant, solid. the day he had saved you from a mission was when you realised nanami had more of a heart under his stone-cold image than he had initially led on.
and when the two of you eventually do it, when the day comes and things get out of hand, nanami officially loses it, like he’s just all trembling hands and hungry kisses, teeth clashing, lips all over your skin, he’s tasting you, keeping it to memory. and he can’t slow his touches, not when he’s finally got you in his arms. pulling, groping at your thighs, hands skimming under your skirt, and giving your cheeks a light smack, you let out a squeal before he’s soothing you, “shh, let me make you feel good.”
and he does.
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