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airosuiren · 1 month ago

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Soo things you need t know before you read my new fic

A/N: This is a character sheet for my next fic that will be posted soon! Make sure to go through it for it (the fic) to make sense.

Edit: The FIC IS OUTTT!! Click here Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4, Epilogue

The Han Crime Family

A multigenerational, ultra-wealthy Korean mafia family running both high-society businesses and a cold, efficient criminal empire from Seoul. Everyone in this family plays a role

1. Han Byung-chul (한병철) – The Grandfather, Founding Boss

Age: 76

Built the family from nothing—started in Busan running docks, expanded to Seoul.

Traditional, ruthless, and respected like a godfather.

Lives in a fortified hanok estate in Gyeonggi-do.

Keeps the family in line through fear and legacy.

“Blood can’t be washed away. It gets passed down.”

2. Shim Soon-ja (심순자) – The Grandmother, Quiet Power

Age: 74

Never raised her voice, but made men disappear with a phone call.

Keeps a network of loyal housekeepers, drivers, and retired spies.

Trusted more than most of the younger generation.

Still pulls strings behind the curtain.

“People assume kindness is weakness. I encourage that.”

3. Han Tae-joon (한태준) – The Father, Current Boss

Age: 48

Cold, methodical, efficient. Took over at 38 after

Runs the family like a CEO, not a thug. Clean hands, dirt everywhere else.

shows affection to his wife and [Y/N], but watches everything.

“This ist a family. Not an organization with the same last name.”

4. Choi Eun-mi (최은미) – The Mother, Political Fixer

Age: 45

Ex-lawyer and daughter of a powerful politician. Handles bribes, scandals, and government ties.

More dangerous socially than anyone physically.

Keeps her kids close

“There’s nothing more useful than a grateful politician.”

The Children:

5. Han Jun-seo (한준서) – Eldest Son, The Reluctant Successor

Age: 26

Quiet, stoic, trained for leadership since birth.

Ivy League grad in business,

Keeps his emotions buried deep.

Has a scar from the top of his right eyebrow down till the upper lip

Due to his scar was called “ugly” and wears a mask but is actually very hot and is muscular.

6. Han So-min (한소민) – Younger Daughter, The Mastermind

Age: 23

Brilliant strategist. Specializes in tech crimes, psychological manipulation, and laundering.

Closer to her mother than anyone else.

“If they think I’m just the quiet one, good.”

7. Han Ji-yoon (한지윤) – Twin Daughter, The Firestarter

Age: 18

Reckless, bold, charming. Thinks rules are meant to be bent until they break.

Handles nightclub fronts and courier operations.

Wild card energy—Tae-joon fears she’ll get herself or someone else killed.

“I was born into chaos. I’m just playing the part.”

8. Han Ji-ho (한지호) – Twin Son, The Watcher

Age: 18

Quiet, calculating, always observing. Genius-level hacker and surveillance expert.

Speaks only when necessary. Possibly autistic, but never diagnosed.

Has dirt on everyone in the family, including his parents.

“I don’t fight. I expose.”

NEXT (The Spirits)

Yoon Ji-hwan (윤지환) – The Watchful Butler

Role (in life): Head Butler

Age at Death: 67

Specialty: Observation, estate history, subtle manipulation

Personality: Calm, cunning, fatherly

Ghost Form: Always in a crisp three-piece suit, gloves on, spectacles perched low

Quirk (in death): Can move objects like books and pens, often “tidies” rooms around [Y/N]

Quote: “Control is not about shouting. It’s about being the last voice in the room.”

Choi Mi-kyung (최미경) – The Silent Knife

Role (in life): Head Maid

Age at Death: 61

Specialty: Etiquette, internal politics, social warfare

Personality: Sharp, strict, maternal in a cold way

Ghost Form: Traditional hanbok with spotless apron, hair in a tight bun, eyes like razors

Quirk (in death): Can whisper directly into [Y/N]’s ear during formal situations

Quote: “You don’t need to be loud to be heard. You just need to be correct.”

Jung Tae-won (정태��) – The Iron Bodyguard

Role (in life): Head of Security

Age at Death: 54

Specialty: Close-quarters combat, protection protocol, intimidation

Personality: Blunt, loyal, battle-hardened

Ghost Form: Stands tall in black combat gear, faint scar over his jaw

Quirk (in death): Temporarily possesses [Y/N] to fight when she’s in danger

Quote: “Stand like you own the ground. Even when you bleed on it.”

Seo Min-jae (서민재) – The Ghost Blade

Role (in life): Head Assassin

Age at Death: Unknown (records erased)

Specialty: Silent kills, stealth, enemy profiling

Personality: Cold, cynical, loyal only to those who earn it

Ghost Form: Shadowy silhouette with crimson edge to his coat, never fully visible

Quirk (in death): Can possess [Y/N] in moments of violent danger, and uses mirrors to appear

Quote: “Mercy is a privilege. And I’m not in the business of charity.”

Kang Dae-shik (강대식) – The Chef of Memory

Role (in life): Head Cook

Age at Death: 72

Specialty: Traditional Korean cuisine, emotional imprint cooking

Personality: Warm, boisterous, nostalgic

Ghost Form: Apron over old hanbok, always wiping hands on a towel

Quirk (in death): Can possess [Y/N] to cook forgotten family recipes perfectly

Quote: “You can’t rebuild trust with words. But a bowl of soup? That’s a start.”

Next (The Servents)

Baek Woo-jin (백우진) – The Current Butler

Trained by: Yoon Ji-hwan

Age: 38

Specialty: Estate operations, diplomacy, damage control

Personality: Polished, discreet, dry-witted

Appearance: Always in tailored suits, silver-rimmed glasses, never flustered

Skills: Multi-lingual, masters-level etiquette, and blackmail collection

Relationship to [Y/N]: Treats her like a sovereign; makes sure she never lifts a finger unnecessarily

Quote: “If I do my job right, no one remembers I was ever there.”

Choi Mi-kyung (최미경) – The Current Head Maid

(Note: same name as the former head maid; a chosen namesake and spiritual heir)

Trained by: Choi Mi-kyung (Spirit)

Age: 30

Specialty: House protocol, staff loyalty, covert operations through domestic channels

Personality: Stern but soft-spoken, impeccably graceful

Appearance: Neat bun, pressed uniform, steady eyes

Skills: Internal intel gathering, poison detection, household espionage

Relationship to [Y/N]: Deeply respectful—sees her as the fulfillment of the legacy she was trained to support

Quote: “Clean homes, quiet halls, and no threats behind the curtains. That’s my job.”

Lee Hyun-woo (이현우) – The Current Head Bodyguard

Trained by: Jung Tae-won

Age: 35

Specialty: Close protection, strategic defense layouts, counter-surveillance

Personality: Stoic, commanding, lives by protocol

Appearance: Broad build, close-cropped hair, tactical calm

Skills: Krav Maga, long-range sniping, pressure-point immobilization

Relationship to [Y/N]: Protective in silence—often stationed outside her door even when not scheduled

Quote: “If someone makes it to her, it means I’ve already failed.”

Nam Ki-ha (남기하) – The Current Head Assassin

Trained by: Seo Min-jae

Age: 33

Specialty: Elimination, infiltration, trace-less disappearance

Personality: Ice-cold, dry-humored, loyal only to the Han bloodline

Appearance: Always in black, with a single ring he turns before each kill

Skills: Disguise, poisons, nerve strikes, terrain-based combat

Relationship to [Y/N]: Intensely respectful—calls her “my queen” in private briefings

Quote: “Everyone bleeds. The difference is who gets to stand after.”

Park Seo-jun (박서준) – The Current Head Cook

Trained by: Kang Dae-shik

Age: 42

Specialty: Heritage cuisine, performance cooking, emotional resonance through food

Personality: Warm, chatty, philosophical

Appearance: Rolled-up sleeves, apron dusted with flour, tattoos of peppers and fish bones

Skills: Psychological profiling through taste, speed prep under pressure, brewing comfort in silence

Relationship to [Y/N]: Treats her like a beloved daughter; often feeds her even if she says she isn’t hungry

Quote: “You can lie with words, but not with your appetite.”

A/N: Its confusing when you read it without this so i decided to post this just for clarification. The first Par will be posted soon

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wintfleur · 6 months ago

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𓈒 ୭ৎ ˖˙ ᰋ ── SHE’LL GET YOU LOVESTONED !

aka rosa’s profile

━━━ ❛ why you so obsessed with me? boy, I wanna know

ꪆ୧ BASICS .ᐟ

name: rosalie grace hughes

nicknames:

rosa (everyone)

rosie (close friends & family)

alie (parents)

grace (parents)

ro (brothers)

nerd (jack)

rosie posey (cole)

birthday and zodiac: february 11th 2002, aquarius

age: 22

location:

orlando, florida (born)

toronto, canada (former)

ann arbor, michigan

multiple different places for acting

montreal, québec canada (currently)

ꪆ୧ APPEARANCE .ᐟ

eye color: brown

hair color: brown

hair styles: rosa has naturally wavy hair so she likes keeping it down, she rarely curls or straightens it. She likes having her hair in ponytails, braids, messy buns or pigtails. But she normally just likes having her hair down.

height: 5’5

scars: none

piercing(s): both of her front lobes

tattoo(s): none

face claim: martyna balsam (sometimes madison beer in smau’s)

ꪆ୧ ABOUT .ᐟ

personality: rosa has a very playful and charming personality, she has that personality that just makes you naturally drawn to her. She's often described as laidback, flirty, friendly, kind, sarcastic and hardworking and someone who is never afraid to speak their mind. rosa can be very extroverted around the people she is comfortable with and can be very silly and playful, but she can also be very introverted and quiet. She cares deeply for the people she loves and is always there for them. She is very family and friend oriented and likes being around people.

good traits: passionate, hard-working, reliable, family oriented, comforting, witty,

bad traits: holds grudges, self-critical, too bold at times, emotional when tired

quirks: pouts and tilts head when confused, rolls eyes, touchy with people she's comfortable with, flirts, casually dominate, never losing the idgaf war, rambling about her books she's reading, fidgeting with her jewelry

likes: christmas, rain and the smell of rain, buying candles, scary movies, cold weather, coloring, natural sunlight, her Nintendo switch, miniskirts, beating her brothers when they play hockey together, naps, playing the piano, making playlists, f1, snoopy

dislikes: rude people, inpatient people, vegetables, not being able to fall asleep on long flights, losing to her brothers at video games, people being surprised that she's really smart just because she's pretty

hobbies: drawing, reading, dancing, baking, skating, running, pilates, video games, traveling

fears: clowns, spiders, snakes, tight spaces, the dentist

strengths: confident, creative, helpful, organized, ambitious

weaknesses: having a healthy sleep schedule, eating vegetables, her anxiety

languages spoken: english (fluent) french (fluent)

occupation/profession: model/influencer, fashion design student at mcgill university, and actress

ambition/dream: to have her own clothing line

current concern: convincing cole that they should get another kitty

currently listening to: São Paulo - The Weeknd ft. Anitta

ꪆ୧ RELATIONSHIPS .ᐟ

parents:

jim hughes

ellen weinberg-hughes

sibling(s):

quinn hughes

jack hughes

luke hughes

best friends: lorelai maddox carrington, elijah park, alex turcotte, trevor zegras, finn wolfhard, sophie thatcher, sadie sink, bianca dela luna

friends: the rest of the habs, vinnie hacker, matthew knies, jamie drysdale, matt boldy, william nylander, jake neighbours, stranger things cast, the outer banks cast, yellowjackets cast, twisters cast, fear street cast, billie eilish, mark lee

love interest: cole caufield

pet(s): a kitty named ollie

ꪆ୧ MORE .ᐟ

scent: rosa has always had a sensitive nose with fragrances, so she's always stuck with a few signature perfumes. Her chosen few are, chanel coco mademoiselle, calvin klein euphoria, parfums de marly paris.

outfits: rosa’s big three for her outfits are, any type of skirts (preferably a miniskirt), low rise jeans and boots/platforms. rosa always tries to look her best and be presentable and she's honestly slightly obsessed with shopping, so she has a large wardrobe, not just from shopping but also from sponsors/modeling. If she's going for comfort, she likes to wear mom jeans, sweatpants, jean or cloth shorts, fleece pullovers, hoodies, sweaters, cardigans etc. For everyday clothing, she likes wearing jeans, skirts, baby tees, button down cropped blouses, long sleeves, sundresses. For special occasions, she likes wearing shorter dresses with tights, or slacks with corset tops.

accessories: rosa mostly accessories with bags, sunglasses/non prescription glasses, jewelry, and headwear. Such as, headbands, hair clips and pins, baseball caps, berets, bucket hats. She likes including ear muffs, scarves, leg and arm warmers. She’s very creative with wearing accessories but it really all just depends on her outfit. She loves bags like she has a large collection of them, mostly prada, coach and christian dior bags. With her larger bags she likes having cute little keychains addons, and with her smaller bags she likes tying bows and having smaller keychains on them. She also loves getting her nails done, she prefers when they are short and she likes almond nails the most.

jewelry: she enjoys both silver and gold but mostly leans into gold. Again it really depends on the outfit she is wearing. She doesn't like overusing jewelry and having a lot on at a time, especially with her everyday life. She likes having a few bracelets and a thin watch on, a few rings and of course a necklace and her earrings. She has a lot of different types of rings, mostly vintage ones. Her favorite jewelry pieces are her mood ring, her charm bracelet, her pendant necklace, and her lucky gold hoops.

makeup: rosa isn't the biggest fan of having makeup on, especially on her face because it makes her feel uncomfortable. She's a big fan of curling her eyelashes and using mascara, and eyeliner (on her waterline as well) . She likes using a little blush but her cheeks are naturally rosey so she normally uses blush in the winter, maybe sometimes even a little highlighter. She does always have something on her lips, lip gloss, lipstick or lip tint, mostly pinks and nude shades.

sexuality: bisexual

ꪆ୧ FAVORITES .ᐟ

food(s): blueberries, any fruit really, pancakes, granola bars, white cheddar cheezits, pasta, chicken wings

drink(s): sprite, cherry sprite, redbull

color(s): earth tones

animal(s): bears, cats & bunnies

bands and artist: the weeknd, avril lavigne, lana del rey, marina and the diamonds, lady gaga, gwen stefani, cassie

show(s): the vampire diaries, outer range, gossip girl, supernatural

movie(s): christmas with the kranks, bratz, harry potter, lord of the rings, step up series, twilight series

person: cole and luke

ꪆ୧ BACKGROUND .ᐟ

rosalie hughes was born on a beautiful day in orlando florida

initially ellen and jim were told by the doctors that rosalie was going to be a boy, and it wasn't until late in the pregnancy when the doctors realized that they were wrong.

the family were extremely happy to be having a girl though, especially quinn!

growing up rosalie was very much a daddy’s and mommy’s girl, she was very attached to her parents, never wanting to be away from them.

when rosa was 5 she was put in ballet and she continued to dance all the way until she was 15, ballet, jazz, contemporary and modern.

rosa was introduced to modeling when she was 14

but when she was 8 and until she was 14 she played hockey, but she stopped because she wanted to focus on modeling and acting

rosa found her love for fashion designing when she was 15, through modeling and acting

when she was 13 rosa made her debut in acting as a main character in stranger things season one, playing the younger sister of steve harrington

through middle school and highschool she was apart of her theater club

rosa skipped a year in highschool so she graduated the same year as jack

in the summer of 2019 rosa started filming for outer banks, acting as a main character for the show, playing as John B's younger sister.

rosa moved to montreal when she was 18 for college, quickly became the top student in all of her classes

in november of 2019, rosa filmed the pilot of yellowjackets in los angeles, but the filming was put on hold because of covid-19, then in spring of 2021 she filmed the rest of the first season as a main character

she was part of the trilogy fear street movies as a main character

in the summer of 2023 she filmed twisters, she was a main character, and portrayed the younger sister of tyler owens

in June of 2023 she started filming as a main character in gladiator 2

ꪆ୧ FUN FACTS .ᐟ

rosa is very popular on instagram and tiktok, having 48 million subscribers on instagram and 29 million on her tiktok.

rosa absolutely loves reading, she has said multiple times that her books are her babies

rosa used to have a big crush on matthew tkachuk, something her brothers and brady loved to tease her about.

rosa is at the top of her fashion designing classes, shes very talented at it

rosa loves exploring her creativity, through fashion, dance and different types of art.

rosa walked at the 2024 victoria secret fashion show

when rosa played hockey her position was center

rosa’s celebrity crushes are, channing tatum, miles teller, and hailee steinfeld

rosa was quick to dominate in the modeling world, winning a few awards.

she loves living by herself and having her independence, but she gets homesick often

she loves cat and dogs equally

jack likes to teasingly call her a nerd because she loves to study and learn

rosa loves studying and learning new things, she's always been an academic weapon

rosa has a private twitter account where she posts the most random things on it

she loves cooking and baking, cooking and baking for people is one of her love languages

rosa has many celebrity friends from modeling and acting

because of her acting and modeling career she does do lot of her college schooling online

rosa is very loved by the media / public, her interviews etc. always get millions of views

she travels a lot because of acting and modeling

she's very attached to her ipad and her nintendo switch, like those are her babies

she loves stickers, she loves putting them on things, she's known for being a sticker lover

elijah park, who is one of rosa’s best friends, is one of her neighbors in her apartment building. they met in college in one of her fashion designing classes and instantly clicked

rosa’s friend mark lee is in a kpop group, nct. They met when they were kids in Canada and became even closer as the years went on

one of rosa’s best friend lorelai (who is the oc of @winterbarnesblog) is dating arber so they met through him

on the stranger things cast rosa is the closest to, finn wolfhard, sadie sink and joe keery

on the outer banks cast rosa is the closest to, drew starkly, madelyn cline and jonathan daviss

on the yellowjackets cast rosa is the closest to, sophie thatcher, courtney eaton, sophie nélisse and ella purnell

on the fear street cast rosa is the closest to, sadie sink, maya hawke and emily rudd

on the twisters cast rosa is the closest to, glen powell and daisy edgar-jones

on the gladiator cast she is the most closest too, Joseph Quinn, Fred hechinger and Pedro pascal

there are so many pictures of her asleep in a chair taken by her cast mates

she gets babied a lot by like eveyrone

she talks to her parents every single day

she hates having unread notifications, the red dots stress her out

she gets so flustered wherever she's put on the big screen at the hockey games she goes to

she thrives on being busy

her favorite f1 team is mclaren

mark estapa has the biggest crush on her, he's like a lovesick puppy whenever he's around her and it drives her brothers crazy, especially luke because mark is always asking him about her

juraj slafkovský is her son, she unofficially adopted him

her all-time favorite hockey team since she was a kid was the Toronto maple Leafs but she will take that to the grave (literally almost everyone knows)

she is very talented at tennis and golf, honestly any sport really

on the devils she is the closest to, nico hischier and dawson mercer

on the canucks she is the closest to brock boeser and elias pettersson

she takes journaling very seriously!!

she has a very detailed calendar, and she swears that it's the only thing keeping her alive because of her busy life

she loves animals so much; she loves going to visit ranches and farms

her dream is to have her own ranch when her and cole retire

she is an extroverted introvert

she loves watching movies and shows

not really a party girl, she prefers to just stay inside or having chill gatherings with her friends

but will occasionally have fun at a party

knows how to country line dance

she is very clingy, likes physical touch

she makes playlists for the people she cares about

she really has a big heart and has a fear of being taken advantage of because of her kindness.

she’s a hopeless romantic

her favorite YouTuber is stephanie soo

she loves true crime, and knows the most random facts about it

has a big crush on klaus mikaelson

a big fan of Scooby doo

dressed up as Velma like 3 times before

she loves planning outings for her and her friends

a lot of people (hockey players, celebrities, random people) have confessed to having a crush on rosa and her being their type

she is heavily praised by the modeling / fashion designing / actor world for her natural and amazing talent, and her wonderful personality

she really is the it girl !!

she’s such a trendsetter

her main instagram account is @/rosaliehughes

her private instagram account is @/roseyposeys

her private twitter is @/hugsybears

ꪆ୧ VISUALS .ᐟ

ꪆ୧ POSTS N MORE !

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rosaliehughes guess who came to visit me :P

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soapy.t promise to visit again soon 🙂‍↕️

rosaliehughes I miss you already 🙁

finnwolfhardofficial it was good to see ollie again

rosaliehughes finn my cat hates you..

daisyedgarjones you truly are a blessing to my eyes 😻

rosaliehughes 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

sadiesink_ WTF FINN SAID YOU WERE TOO BUSY FOR VISITS??

finnwolfhardofficial i wanted her for myself 😾

rosaliehughes finn is a pathological liar 😾

finnwolfhardofficial it’s true it says so on my resume…

sadiesink_ IM BOOKING MY FLIGHT RN 😾

jonathandavissofficial we love a studious gal

rosaliehughes ikr, the bad sleep schedule and redbull addiction is so sexy

jackhughes but you said you had no time for visitors 😿

lhughes_06 no she said she had no time for you…

jackhughes go do your laundry

rosaliehughes don’t boss luke around Jack 😾

trevorzegras I’m gonna miss you when I scroll…

rosaliehughes that’s oddly sweet of you….what do you want 🤨

jennaortega mama 😻

username Jenna is so real for that

username finn and rosa are my fav duo

username praying for a rosa and sophie kiss in season 3 🙏

courtneyeaton my girls 💋

rosaliehughes heyyyyy *replies in nonchalant and acts like I’m totally not in love with you*

soapy.t babes I think you really got her this time 😼

_quinnhughes boo more ollie 🍅

rosaliehughes LEAVE ME ALONE

matthewknies lots of boots ya got there

rosaliehughes lots of asses I gotta kick 👢💥

mattboldy the fact that, that little bear is still attached is mind blowing

rosaliehughes no thanks to you 🫵 you are the one who threw her in the lake

obx our pogue princess 👸🏻

rosaliehughes mwah mwah 😽

vinniehacker I know ur busy in your scholar era but like valo?? I’m having withdrawals

rosaliehughes ITS NOT AN ERA IM A COLLEGE STUDENT…when I got home I’ll call you

glenpowell how’s my favorite not real sister doing?

rosaliehughes check ur msgs

glenpowell no shot you just sent me a 2 minute audio message of you straight out screaming

_slafkovsky_ what’s 8 + 8???

rosaliehughes 16?? 😭😭

_slafkovsky_ wait I don’t think I did this right 🙁

rosaliehughes no no you did perfect 🫶🏻

drewstarkey where do I book my visit?

rosaliehughes click the link in my bio! 💋

_alexturcotte THATS MY BESTIE

rosaliehughes BAD BITCH WITH HER BADDIE FRIEND 💅

markestapa Heyyy *leans against my mansion that has a bunch of fruit and pancakes because I know they are your favorite, and it just so happens that my home move theater is playing twilight…crazy coincidence omg*

lhughes_06 mark please enough 😓

rosaliehughes you’re so cute mark 🫶🏻

markestapa SHE CALLEF ME CUTE SHE WNATS ME @/edwards.73

edwards.73 get a grip bro 🤣

elijahparkk someone needs to cut your redbull intake I couldn’t focus in class cause you were practically shaking next to me 🫵

rosaliehughes okay listen here…

elijahparkk ….I’m listening ☝️

colecaufield BOOM SHAKALAKA YES GAWD 😩💥

colecaufield truly blessing my eyes

colecaufield I’m the luckiest man alive 😍

rosaliehughes nooo I’m the luckiest girl alive 😽

colecaufield yeah I’m gonna marry you 😩

roro’s note. HERE SHE IS !! OUR GIRL ROSA 😻 I really hope you guys love her, I’ve honestly have been working so hard on her and I’m so excited for this AU so muchhhh so please send in as many thoughts as you want …. what do you guys like most about her? I had so much fun making those tweets omg

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thaiteaachlys · 24 days ago

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Since Chance aparently doesn't knwo about 7n7's past, i shall yap about my potential luckyhacker angst in your inbox

Since itrapped is based off of a real life roblox hacker (the betrayal is still canon right?? RIGHT??) I think that when Chance finds out about 007n7's past he would be- actually nvm this sounds basic and buns on paper

covers my ears lalala i cant hear you

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underyourskin-x · 3 months ago

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DANIKA SLOANE CROSS

faceclaim: vanessa morgan date of birth & age: december 13th, 28 years old (sagittarius) nickname(s): dan/dani, nik (preferred)/ nikki gender & pronouns: cisfemale, she/her occupation: tattoo artist @ the lost boys ink, part-time hacker length of residency: her whole life (we love a local!)

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ A Canvas for Life: Nik’s Aesthetic ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

nik has an unmistakable presence that demands attention without ever needing to ask for it. standing at 5’2, her athletic frame is complemented by sharp features: high cheekbones, full lips, and eyes that glint with a mix of mystery and mischief. her thick, natural hair is often pulled back into a messy bun or styled into loose waves. her tattoos cover her arms, back, and side, each piece telling a story, much like the life she’s lived.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Tales of the Unseen: Nik's Soul ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

nik is a walking contradiction — dark and light, strength and vulnerability, chaos and control. aloof and enigmatic on the outside, she’s an artist and a hacker with a fierce sense of independence. quick-witted and sarcastic, nik deflects with humor and dry charm. yet beneath it all, she’s fiercely loyal to those she cares about. reckless, resourceful, and unafraid to break the rules, she lives by her own code. but there’s a deeper part of her that wonders what might lie beyond her carefully guarded walls.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Unraveling the Past: Nik’s Story ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

born and raised in palmview, nik’s life has always been a series of rebellious choices and self-reliance. she grew up in a neighborhood with its fair share of rough edges and had to fend for herself from an early age. her mother worked long hours, leaving nik to explore the world in her own way, learning to survive on her own terms. while others followed the typical path, nik discovered her love for tattooing at a young age and spent her teen years learning how to perfect her craft in secret. by 16, she had begun practicing on herself, and by 18, she was apprenticing at one of palmview's underground tattoo shops. nik’s natural artistic talent was paired with her knack for technology, leading her to dabble in hacking — something that came in handy when she started working as a part-time hacker. now, at 28, nik is a skilled tattoo artist at the lost boys ink, known for her sharp line work and intricate designs. she also continues her tech work, hacking into systems for various clients, all while navigating her life as the enigmatic local.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Talented and Unpredictable: Nik’s Skills ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

tattoo artistry: nik’s mastery of tattooing is undeniable. she blends traditional techniques with modern artistry, creating intricate and deeply personal designs for her clients. each tattoo tells a story, just like the life she lives.

hacking extraordinaire: what started as a way to keep herself out of trouble turned into a skill nik honed over the years. she’s become a go-to for anything tech-related, from breaking into systems to securing data, making her as valuable in the digital world as she is in the art scene.

resourceful survivor: growing up, nik learned how to think on her feet. whether it’s finding a way out of a tough spot or solving an unexpected problem, she’s always prepared for the chaos life throws at her.

intuition and insight: she’s sharp. nik has an innate ability to read people and situations with an ease that most can’t understand. her ability to judge character is one of her greatest assets, and it helps her navigate life’s unpredictable challenges.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Relationships: Ties That Bind ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

mother: despite their complicated relationship, nik has an unwavering respect for her mother. growing up with a distant figure left nik feeling alone, but it’s also shaped her independence. their bond is strained, yet nik’s love for her mother remains deep.

friendship: nik doesn’t have many close friends, but those she does have know they can count on her. she’s fiercely loyal and protective, though her often aloof nature means she keeps her inner circle tight.

romantic interests: nik tends to avoid anything too serious, pushing away potential relationships in favor of freedom. she values her independence above all and can’t seem to shake the fear of being tied down. while she’s had fleeting relationships, nothing has ever stuck.

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Quotes That Cut Deep ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

“i don’t fit in because i’m not supposed to.”

“i don’t need anyone’s approval, just a plan.”

“chaos is just the universe’s way of keeping things interesting.”

“you’re never really done until your work has blood on it.”

“reckless? maybe. but i’d rather burn out than fade away.”

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚ Fun Facts: The Unexpected ��₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

nik’s secret love for old-school punk music is something she only shares with her closest confidants. when she’s not at the tattoo shop or hacking into systems, she’s probably lost in the music of the clash or the sex pistols.

despite her tough persona, nik has a fear of heights, which she keeps hidden, even though she’s often on the move or exploring.

she’s a diy fixer—nik can repair just about anything. whether it’s a broken tattoo machine or an old computer, she’s got the skills to make it work.

her balcony garden is a quiet escape from the chaos, full of cacti and succulents that she tends to in her spare time. It’s her personal retreat where she can just be, even though she’ll never admit how much she cares for it.

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from the future to the past.

request: professional hacker!s/o whos very skilled in computers and building them, with terrifying abilities to gather intel,,,, also has a talent in making gadgets then time travels to mtp,,,, works for mi6, best buddies with von herder, close relationship with secretary holmes too,,,, how would the rest of the moriarty gang react? would they use them???

# tags: headcanon; strangers to friends & strangers to lovers; time travel; hacker!reader; soft romance; a bit of comedy; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. whole mi6 {mtp}

author’s note: hey anonnie, sorry for waiting so long! thank you! hope you like it :)!

↘ Your latest invention turned out to be the biggest and by far the most shocking success of your twenty-something life.

↘ And at the same time your greatest and most dangerous curse, because the last virtual time exchange program you created, which was made by the initiative of restoring old databases, took you... several hundred years back, to be more precise, to the end of the 19th century and on top of that to London city.

↘ You looked like a recluse among beautifully dressed ladies, children in clothes with long frills and gentlemen with tall hats and gold-trimmed coats.

↘ Your bright jeans, black sweatshirt with a huge hood and hair tied up in a loose bun were a comic image among the dressed-up nobility or even less wealthy townspeople. Your appearance and the fear in your eyes caught the attention of Albert and Louis Moriarty, who extended a helping hand to you without asking for anything else.

↘ At the MI6 hideout William spoke first, not convinced of your presence among them. At first he thought you were the enemy and wanted information about their group, but then when he started asking you about various names and situations that seemed logical to him, your expression didn’t become distrustful or deceitful in the slightest. He realized that this is not your world.

↘ On that day you told everything about yourself and the future that awaits humanity, as well as about their fame in later centuries. You told about the actions of Sherlock Holmes and the Moriarty family, and also that in the 21st century many books, series and films about their lives were created. Of course, Sherlock was thrilled and asked you about everything, and then he got closer to you than anyone in MI6.

↘ For others it was strange that he liked and trusted the other person in this way, and for some it was completely normal – after all, you were a person always smiling and really cute in your actions.

↘ Sherlock quickly fell in love with you and became your partner (not only at work, but also in life).

↘ Over time: days, weeks and months, you forgot about your previous life. You gladly accepted the help of Louis and Miss Moneypenny, who helped you dress up so that you fit perfectly with the other members of MI6, while Sebastian and Fred, with a little help from James Bond, created a new name for you and your new past, so that no one has not developed unfounded suspicions of you.

↘ You also made great contact with Jack, who replaced your father in these difficult times, and with Von Herder, who became your closest friend. You two got along great, and although he did weird things sometimes and had a dangerous passion for firearms, you really had a good time and loved playing cards and reading books in your spare time, and teasing William or Albert who always shook their heads when they saw the two of you.

↘ Zack acted like your second father, although he was definitely shyer than the others, while Henry and Sherlock’s male sibling were like big brothers to you. The latter felt great respect for you, the more that you straightened his real, younger brother a bit, and at the same time made him much more serious and became a good helper of the Moriarty brothers.

↘ Your manual skills have been very useful to MI6; even if at first the middle brother just wanted to use you to help him with his own plans, over time he really liked you and realized that even though you feared for your current life, you worked hard to help them and be their real friend.

↘ You continued to create your inventions as a hobby, and your list of later achievements included the creation of the first light switch and lamp, and even the first screen with the ability to save data on it. For your entire group, you created the first makeshift telephone with the ability to receive short calls, and when you had a little more time than normal, you created more inventions that benefited not only MI6, but all of England, and then the world.

↘ You wrote it all down in a notebook, which after many years found its way to the right people, and they published it, making MI6 famous all over the world, starring you, and your romance with Sherlock Holmes became one of the best-loved romance novels of those years.

↘ Such was your new life, and your relationship with people from the officially nonexistent sixth branch of the British Military Intelligence.

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𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: y/n can’t seem to get along with mia, and it divides vinnie and thomas. maybe all they need to do is fight it out…

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, drama, and some mentions of violence

𝗔/𝗡: here you have it; the first part of the hype house blurbs im doing! enjoy besties. THIS IS FICTION!! I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST MIA <3

interviews/confessionals are in bold! (y/z/s: your zodiac sign)

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while living at the hype house was perceived as ritzy clothes and cars with parties and endless fun, the truth is that sometimes it sucked.

like, really sucked.

y/n was a beauty influencer who posted mainly on youtube. whenever she did post on tiktok, it was usually just thirst traps or videos of her showing off her wardrobe, nothing necessarily ‘hype house’ worthy.

in fact, the only reason she was in the hype house was because of her boyfriend, vinnie hacker. after vinnie had joined, he immediately became tired of the constant arguing him and mia would have. she didn’t like how y/n was always there when she wasn’t even a part of the hype house, but when vinnie explained that he needed her there for him to sleep at night, mia still didn’t give a fuck. it wasn’t until he gave thomas an ultimatum, that they let her stay there, and honestly? y/n had no idea that the whole conversation was even going on, so when vinnie texted her saying ‘you are gonna move in with me here :)’ she was completely caught off guard— yet, wasn’t complaining.

“ughhh, i’m too lazy.” y/n whined. she was sprawled down on the bed in vinnie’s room, appearing in the corner of his camera for the stream to see. she wore an unreleased purgatory hoodie and some sweats, and her hair was up in a bun.

she was currently on the phone with her best friend larri, who was begging her to come see him, but she was just not feeling like it. “come on!”

“i will if you buy me a smoothie.”

“girl? what the fuck—okay fine.” y/n cheered at his reply and quickly slid on some slides while hanging up.

“vinnie, vinnie’s stream?” she called, gaining her boyfriends attention. he rolled his chair around to face her.

“yeah?”

“i’m going to see larri. we are gonna go get smoothies. i should be back soon.” she wrapped an arm around his side, looking down at the still seated boy.

“okay, have fun.” she leaned down and kissed him before grabbing her keys and saying goodbye to his stream. he was in the middle, or well, near the end of his 24hr stream that he was doing. he had been planing on it for weeks and finally got up to it. having the netflix crew there was definitely difficult while streaming, but thankfully they never really went in vinnie’s room, unless it was for b-roll footage or if someone else was up there.

a camera guy followed y/n out of the house and to her car, cheering about how she finally would get her favorite flavored smoothie after being so voracious about it. it wasn’t quaint for the crew to follow her places. it hadn’t been too long before they decided to join her simple drives late at night. she was a huge fan of late night drives where she could buy whatever snacks she had been craving, or even just walk around some stores while they weren’t busy. it was easier that way for her, and she had less chances of being noticed.

meanwhile, vinnie was streaming when he received a rotten message from mia, thomas’ girlfriend. usually, she was somewhat stern and bitchy, but vinnie had never received a message from her, as nasty as this one. he hurriedly apologized to the viewers, and made his way downstairs to get mia off of his back.

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a humorous y/n, stumbled in through the door of the hype house, holding her banana smoothie and her phone that was currently on facetime with larri. after laughing at something he said, she looked over to see vinnie walking up the staircase. she said goodbye to larri and followed her boyfriend up the stairs, confused as to why he wasn’t streaming. the camera man followed her.

when she entered the room, she saw that vinnie had his stream on pause while a ‘we’ll be right back’ animation played on repeat. “hey.”

“why aren’t you streaming?” she observed how somewhat annoyed and out of breath he was.

“mia.” he smiled, frustratedly. his body dropped into the chair as he waited for y/n to reply to him.

“what do you mean, mia?”

y/n wasn’t a big fan of mia.

now, it wasn’t like she hated the girl, but she definitely couldn’t stand being around her at times. they were highly incompatible and never really saw things eye to eye, but she couldn’t say anything about it. everyone had their problems with mia, but only one ever stood up to her for it, and he ended up getting kicked out of the house after mia complained to thomas. every once and a while, mia would piss her off to the point of explosion. like a lie detector test going off, with the little pointer wiggling up and down frantically, until it gets so fast that the whole damn machine crashes. mia was like that. she was a lie in the detector of the hype house and y/n was a liar. sometimes, it felt like if y/n didn’t stand up to her, then nobody would.

vinnie laughed at her expression and pulled out his phone for her to read. she knew his passcode (he had shown her before and she’d borrow his phone to play games on sometimes) so she typed it in and swiped over to his messages and clicked on the ‘mia’ tab, reading through what she had said to him.

vinnie heard her scoff and watched her expression as she finished through the messages. “did you throw it away?”

“no! i went down to do it, i was gonna do it, and then she just freaked out on me so i said fuck this and went back upstairs.” anger fumed out of y/n’s ears and she kept her jaw clenched tight enough to split her teeth. “took away like fifteen minutes of my stream, bro.”

looking up from his phone, she saw vinnie backed up in his gaming chair with his hands behind his head. “i’ll handle this—“

“wait, y/n—“

“no, babe. you-you get back to the stream. i’ll go fuck shit up.” she slid off her shoes, and put on her slides.

“what are you going to do?”

“i’m gonna tell her not to speak to my boyfriend like that.” she could hear vinnie chuckle nervously at her words. “i’m serious, i’m gonna go the fuck off on her, vin. she’s been driving me crazy since we got here, and it’s like, since the cameras are here, i thought she would be somewhat calmer, but she isn’t. fucking ridiculous.”

“be careful!” she leaned down and puckered her lips, signaling for vinnie to kiss her. with a ‘mwah’ sound, he pecked her on the lips, causing his lips to shine from the gloss she was wearing.

“i will.”

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y/n sat down on the chair, with a loud and frustrated groan. “so, basically, vinnie is in the middle—or well, no, sorry—towards the end of his 24hr stream that he’s been doing, and he gets a text from the demon downstairs, mia, who was extremely fucking rude to him, and im like…the fuck?” she twirled her hand and kept an amused smile on her face.

“like, how are you going to speak to someone that way, someone who is literally in the middle of something that will help get money to pay for the fucking house, like? it just—it makes no sense. i know that i need to be careful with what i say, but mark my words, netflix; if she tries anything with me, i will fight that bitch. i love her, but i’ll fight her.” she laughed.

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y/n stomped down the stairs of the hype house, calling mia’s name. mia was sitting on one of the chairs near the kitchen, watching something on tv. multiple cameras were waiting for y/n, as if they knew some shit was going to go down.

“there you are.”

“mmh.” mia hummed, not even bothering to look at the girl. she pulled out her phone and y/n walked into the kitchen.

“so you yelled at vinnie?”

“no, i didn’t yell at him, but yeah.”

“over this?”

she pointed at a paper plate that was left on the counter. it had held vinnie’s pizza from when they had ordered it a few hours ago. vinnie had to hurry his ass down there to eat one before people took them all, and make his way back to the stream in time. the thing that got her, wasn’t that mia was so pissed off over a paper plate, but the fact that there were two paper plates on the counter.

“yes.” mia stated, her tone laced with annoyance.

“okay, so…” she scoffed, turning back to face mia, “why didn’t you just throw it away? why’d you have to make it this big deal and have vinnie stop his stream for this?”

“because, he needs to grow the fuck up and pick up after himself. you weren’t gonna tell him, so i did.”

“that’s not even your job though, and isn’t this plate your boyfriends?”

“yeah.”

“so…but—thomas is outside by the pool right now while his plate is sitting on the counter, so why are you bitching at vinnie for something that your boyfriend is also doing? and vinnie’s working right now, so if anything, you should be yelling at thomas.”

“no, because i keep thomas in check, that’s what you’re supposed to do for vinnie, y/n.”

“they’re not dogs, mia.”

“i know that.”

“okay…” y/n felt like she was getting nowhere and the way mia was speaking to her was pissing her off even more. “so do you want to tell me why you went all freak show on vinnie?” she leaned across the counter, mia seated on the other side of her so that whenever she looked up, she was forced to look at y/n.

“no, i don’t need to because it’s none of your business.”

this bitch.

“it is my business when you call my boyfriend ‘ignorant’ and talk to him as if you’re his mother, because i know vinnie is too nice to say something to you, so what happens is that i have to come down here and get you to listen to me, which you clearly are barely even doing since you haven’t made eye contact with me once and you’re all over your fucking phone.” she kept her voice calm and tried to be as approachable as possible.

but mia didn’t even budge.

fuming, y/n got up and threw vinnie’s plate away, the sound of the trashcan closing broke mia out of her phone.

“did you really just throw that away?” mia raised her voice, dropping her phone on the counter.

“yes.”

“you’re not his mother, y/n.”

“neither are you, mia! yet, you try to do whatever you can to control his life and what he does with it to remind him and remind fucking all of us, how much power you have in this house. it’s just a fucking power game to you, talking to us like we aren’t literal kids and like nothing we do is ever good enough, and then you go and bitch at your boyfriend and kouvr about how everyone fucking hates you and hates being around you— gee! i wonder why?!”

“don’t fucking yell at me.”

“you raised your voice first, mia! you fucking yelled at vinnie when he stopped in the middle of his stream to come please you. you’re the problem!” she pointed at mia, waving her hands in the air to exaggerate her words.

“i’m the problem?”

“yes! yes! you are the problem.”

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“now, it’s not like i want to be the ‘big bad monster’ of the house, but…i just can’t not tell someone the truth. especially when everyone else is too scared to say or do something… like i just—i’m gonna be the person and take one for the team.” y/n spoke to the camera.

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“y/n, no one in this house ever does anything! i have to listen to thomas cry over how fucking stressed he is because everything is a joke to you all!”

“WE ARE KIDS! everything is supposed to be a joke to us, you just try and make us fucking content machines that you can control and use for profit, when we aren’t! we are human, mia! that’s why you’re fucking trip efforts never work, why people get into cliques, why alex broke his toe— because we are fucking people! with lives! lives outside of this house! and when you attack us for small and stupid shit and make us feel bad about it and then belittle the work that we do get done, it makes it not even worth it! you’re never going to be happy with us if you keep that mindset, never! you act all high and fucking mighty, as if you’ve never forgot to throw away a fucking paper plate, bitch please.”

“you and vinnie don’t do content! this is a content house and you don’t put the work in!”

“we do!” y/n cut her off, “we do make content! it’s just not the content you’re fucking used to! if it’s not a tiktok dance, you don’t see it as content! bro, vinnie just did a 24 hour stream and you don’t even see it as that, you just see it as him playing video games all day and that’s not it! i just filmed a grwm yesterday and it already has almost three million views, yet i haven’t heard a single good thing from you or thomas about it.”

“oh please, y/n! the only reason you’re here is because vinnie is in love with you—“

“the only reason YOU’RE here is because thomas is in love with you! i do more for this house than you do, mia! so don’t even fucking try and act like you do shit, you don’t.”

“don’t talk to me like that—“

“after the way you disrespected me and vinnie? i’ll talk to you however i want, mia.”

“mmhmm, just wait until thomas finds out—“

“oh, go fuck yourself.” and with that, y/n stomped back up stairs, not even caring about the consequences of what she said. as she went up the stairs, she muttered a loud “i hope they got all that shit on camera for the doc.”

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“i don’t regret anything i said.” y/n shook her head, looking at the interviewer.

“i mean..over a paper plate? she’s gonna talk to me and vinnie that way, over a paper plate? nah.” she looked down at her nails before speaking again.

“i mean, i just hope that she’s nicer tomorrow and that this all blows over but i can’t promise to keep my hands to myself if she starts shit tomorrow.”

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“do you think that y/n meant well?”

“oh yeah, i mean she’s always gonna be there to support me and protect me, even if i tell her not to or don’t worry about it, she’ll do it. i don’t know exactly what she said, but i’m sure it wasn’t anything too bad…hopefully.” vinnie gave an anxious smile at the interviewer.

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TWO DAYS LATER

y/n ran into larri’s room and plopped herself down on the big bean bag, pulling down her shirt and letting her legs swing behind her. larri sat on the couch, playing with his nails.

“oh my god, dude. i honestly feel like thursday was imaginary…like..i can’t-“ she giggled at how larri’s mouth dropped. “i cannot believe.” she put her head in her hands and shook her head, laughing.

“why, why? what happened?!” larri had only heard some of the story from nikita, which she probably heard about from mia so it most likely painted y/n out as the bad guy, knowing mia.

“i went off on mia, like…i..did not hold back.” she made a ‘nope’ motion with her hands and continued laughing. the whole situation was amusing to her and she still couldn’t comprehend how stupid it was. “i went off, like— i was this close—“ she pinched her fingers until they were nearly touching, “to slapping a hoe, for real. like i could not hold back that night.”

“oh…my god, are you serious?” his eyes and mouth were wide open and his whole body froze, all of his attention on her words. they both forgot about the cameras filming them and just gossiped the way they normally would.

“YES!”

“wait, so what happened?” he leaned forwards, his chin in his palm as he waited to hear the story.

“so basically,” y/n took a deep breath, “mia had texted vinnie saying that she was basically sick of his bullshit and like— just completely belittling everything that he’s ever done for this house, and she was like ‘if you’re not down here in .5 seconds, then there’s gonna be hell to pay.’”

“wait, whattt?” larri scoffed, his jaw dropped and his brows lowered.

“and she was mad because he…didn’t throw away a paper plate from when we got pizza…and i’m like..what the fuck? like, first of all, it’s re— you can just get up yourself and throw it away! like—“ she laughed along with larri, “it literally only takes like two seconds.”

“for real..”

“um..but then i went down there and—vinnie did, he did. he went down there to throw it away and vinnie said that she just starting bitching at him so he just..said ‘fuck this’ and went back upstairs.”

“wow..good for him, honestly. mia is on that bullshit.”

“so i went down there and larri, i kid you not..”

“oh god bitch.” he clutched onto his robe and began fanning himself, preparing for what y/n was about to tell him.

“there were two paper plates! and one of them was thomas’ and thomas was outside with…alex and kouvr by the fucking pool, and i’m like…” she scoffed.

“for real?”

“yeah! and it’s like…mia has the audacity to come at him? like..okay, whatever. so i told her…i asked her like what her deal was and she went off about how me and vinnie…do nothing in this house, how i shouldn’t even be here, um…and i basically told her like ‘you ain’t shit.’”

y/n laughed and stood up, grabbing the remote to larri’s tv. “i told her like, you better never talk to me like that again because for real, shits gonna get smacking. okay? i am not in the position to be fucked with. like…for real. and if you come at vinnie first, like…that’s gonna be an issue.”

“mmhm.” larri nodded, “damn girl—well, you better be careful because, you know mia is a leo. that girl can get a little feisty..”

“i know, i know she’s a leo, well i’m a y/z/s.” she muttered, scrolling through the movie catalog on tv.

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“i know that mia doesn’t..mean harm. i know that she means well, but she can really come across as just like…the worst.” she let out a small laugh, looking at the interviewer. she nervously played with the strings to her hoodie.

“like..no one ever really wants to have fun with her and i tried to be really close with her and kouvr but…they’re both already so bundled up that it’s like…i don’t feel like—i don’t feel like i can be around them without being ganged up on. and that’s not like me having insecurities or problems, it’s literally that they just talk about things and i have no idea what they are talking about and they don’t make any efforts to include me in anything. they always say ‘oh, well you’re always cooped up in vinnie’s room!’ but that’s because if i’m down there, they’re not gonna invite me to do stuff.”

she shook her head, sighing. “me and vinnie are always left out, i mean, there’s a few other people in this house who are too and it’s just so annoying when one second they really don’t give a shit about where we are or what we’re doing unless it’s making them money, and then the next second they complain that we don’t like to hang out with them. like, i tried to! it’s just frustrating and i think that mia’s situation is that she’s really…caring! so caring! and she feels like thomas needs to be protected and i think that she does whatever she can to eradicate anything in the house that could even remotely hurt thomas and his reputation and his life and where he’s headed..”

the interviewer nodded and motioned for her to continue. “and i think that she feels like it’s her responsibility when it isn’t so i know she means well and that she really doesn’t…hate anybody in the house? she doesn’t see how her actions affect people but i think that that boss mentality of being in charge of things, it’s just not her, like it doesn’t fit her.. and i just wish we could unwire that part of her brain because it’s the worst.”

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“i seriously wanna just like..” y/n made a punching action with her fist and grunted. “y’all don’t know but i used to play lacrosse, okay? i was athletic back in the day and trust me, i still know how to rumble.”

“rumble?” larri laughed, making fun of the word she used.

“yes! okay? i can rumble! i just really….i love mia, but i wanna beat the shit out of her so bad.. i wanna beat the shit out of her so bad and i can’t think of a way to do that without getting kicked out of the house.”

“well did thomas say anything about that night?”

“no, but i’m sure if i got physical, they’d 100% kick me out and maybe even vinnie.”

“does thomas even know?”

“yeah! well thomas and vinnie have been arguing. vinnie told me, he was like ‘he wouldn’t even look at me’,” she did her best vinnie impression. “i was just like…what the fuck? but every time vinnie would say or joke about something, he said that thomas would just randomly start arguing with him!”

“damn..”

“yeah, so i feel like..me and vinnie need an opportunity to beat the living shit out of them…in like a way that makes it look not suspicious, you know?”

“mmhmm, like a game.”

“yeah! exactly! a game, something that will let me and vinnie take it out…”

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“me and larri have been brainstorming and we found a way for me to fight mia.” y/n showed the computer to the confessional camera, displaying the activity on the screen. “battle beam, motherfuckers.”

“yes, so i was wondering..are the sticks going to be hard?” she spoke to the gymnasium guy who was on speaker.

“no, they shouldn’t get any one hurt, don’t worry.”

“no, but i want it to hurt.”

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“WHOOO! triple date night! i wonder what we’re gonna do?!” vinnie played along, watching the confused looks on everyone’s faces as they made their way to the building.

y/n and vinnie had coerced alex, kouvr, mia and thomas to spend a ‘date night’ with them. the nights activity was of course a surprise, so when the door opened and they walked into a gymnasium with a foam pit and beam waiting for them, they were definitely confused.

“BATTLE BEAM! WHOOO!” vinnie cheered. alex cheered with him and leaned over the pit , feeling the soft cubes inside. thomas smiled slightly, yet mia still looked annoyed.

“can i jump in?!” alex asked.

“not yet! you’re gonna have time to play, i promise.”

“battle beam? what are we, seven?”

god, i can’t wait to smack the shit out of her..

“yeah yeah, alright for teams! how about…kouvr and alex, vinnie and thomas and me and mia.” she smirked, watching mia’s expression fall.

“why not girls vs boys?”

“because. are you scared?”

“no.” mia snapped.

you should be..

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“WHOOOO! WE WON!! MOST POWERFUL COUPLE IN THE BATTLE BEAM UNIVERSE, MOTHER FUCKERS!” vinnie had y/n on his shoulders. she was holding her joust stick up in the air and shouting in victory.

mia was trying her best not to cry from the almost-broken nose that she received and she waited for the nurse to finish taking her blood pressure.

“you wanna get ice cream?” vinnie looked down at his girlfriend after setting her down on the ground.

“after seeing how hot you were fighting thomas? definitely.” she smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the nose.

“alright, WINNERS GET ICE CREAM! LETS GO ALEX!”

before walking out of the building, y/n gave mia a smile and a small kiss on the head. “love you, girl.”

“you too.”

needless to say, mia and y/n were a lot nicer to one another once they got home and mia hadn’t picked a fight with her and vinnie since.

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bitchassbucky · 4 years ago

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Warning/s: stalkers, bucky being a creepo, reader being a creepo. dark!IT!bucky x dark!reader :-) female & male masturbation, voyeurism (i think), cyber crimes being committed.

A/N: this is my birthday gift to @babyboibucky <3 to my boo, I love you and you have a special place in my heart. this is gonna be a multi-part thing, it's too long to be considered as a one-shot, oops.

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4:49 PM

Just 11 more minutes until he can pack his bags up for the weekend.

One new ticket - URGENT

Goddamn it.

Bucky pulled his earphones out in annoyance, just another office idiot who doesn’t know how to print A4 sheets. If the office were to be held hostage and printing out was the only thing that can save them, half of the floor would be dead.

The new name caught his eye, Y/N Y/L. A new hire, it seems like.

Subject: One new ticket - URGENT

Hi, this is Y/N, employee number 0008675309. I’m new here and was told to send a ticket for the equipment request.

Thank you and have a great weekend!

Oh, Bucky’s gonna have a great weekend indeed. Out of pure curiosity, he’s already pulled up your employee file. A cute smile to a cute name. His annoyance dispersing already, just by thinking of ways how he can spend time with you.

Hey, Y/N! Bucky types into the text field, Welcome to the company. I’m Bucky and I got assigned to help you get settled. Do you prefer having a desktop or a laptop? I’ve attached a form in this thread, send it to me once you’re done.

Have an awesome weekend too!

As much as he hates sending out chirpy emails, he can’t help but to smile when you immediately send a reply back.

Thanks, Bucky! So sorry for sending in the request super late. Got caught up with the onboarding. Is it okay if I use my laptop until we can get a unit to my place? PC or laptop is fine with me.

Best,

Y/N

Bucky fights off another smile, rubbing his hand over his stubbled cheek as he carefully types out a reply. Unlike other days, he doesn’t mind staying beyond 5 PM today. It’s not like he has other plans for his Friday night.

No worries, Y/N. He’s already loving your name. Happy to help!

Do you have your laptop with you? I can set it up before you go home for the weekend. I can probably send in the ticket to the guys so you can have your work equipment next week.

His deft fingers are dancing over his mechanical keyboard, clacking away while the clock ticks closer to the weekend.

A ping, another reply from you. You’re new, you’re still excited to make friends in the office. If you only knew how stupid they are, though.

Yeah! I have it on me right now. I actually work on the same floor, I can drop it off there right now.

Bucky glances around his office, looking for any reflective surface he can check himself on. He runs his hand through his hair, taming any stubborn locks that fell out of his low bun. His shirt hangs just right against his huge frame, his pants hugging his figure, accentuating his silhouette even more.

Just as the clock ticks 5:00, a soft knock raps against his door, “come in!”

You are cuter, prettier in person. Your perfume hits his nose and he’s floored—metaphorically.

“Mr. Barnes,” you say, your demeanor somewhat meek and shy. Well, of course, you are. Your frame is nothing against the hunk of the man who just stood up to greet you.

“Bucky.” He prompts, smiling. You reciprocated the smile, but you really weren’t sure what to expect. Maybe a scrawny little dude mousing away on a keyboard?

“Bucky, thank you so much for doing this. I know you’d rather get off of work since it’s Friday and all.”

He hums, taking your laptop in his hands. You notice the rings adorning his fingers—complementing his tanned skin tone and—it’s not appropriate to stare at a stranger’s hand.

Heat creeps up your face as he turns to look at the stickers stuck to your laptop, “you know, I like this band.” Bucky says, pointing to an old sticker, he carefully sets down your laptop on his workstation.

“They’re great,” you muse, taking a seat on a plastic chair by the door.

You take a gander around his small office. There was nothing out of the ordinary but the big black server blinking at the back, so why do you feel trapped?

“Sorry about the temp, we have to keep the room cold for the server in the back,” Bucky explains, noticing how your arms are crossed over your chest. The skirt you’re wearing isn’t doing you any better too.

You stammer out an it’s okay with a small smile.

Bucky worked on your computer quietly, using a USB stick to load all the applications you need to set up a temporary work account on your laptop. After a few minutes, he beckoned you to come here. You scoot over to his desk, rolling the chair forward and beside him. Not too close though.

“So, this note has all your generated passwords. Type those into the app when you first log in, then you can change it if you want to.” Bucky explains, the cursor idles on the screen. He tries not to get too close to you, to give you personal space. It’s a professional workplace after all.

“This app,” he drags a window, pulling up an application, “tracks your hours and your keystrokes. It’s company-mandated because managers want to micro-manage their people, I guess.” Bucky shrugs, his disdain showing through his voice. His tone shifting lower than what you’d expected.

“Sorry, I just hate their new protocol,” his face and voice softening as he looks at you, “it’s a total privacy breach if you ask me.”

You’d normally disagree but something tells you that maybe he’s got a point. Your breath hitched in your throat as he leans closer as if to whisper something, “this note right here? It’s a nifty thing, a little script so your computer doesn’t go to sleep when you’re away. It enables and disables your numlock pad so it counts as a keystroke.”

A smirk finds its place on your face, “well, that’s…something, isn’t it?”

Never in your life would you find yourself flirting with a co-worker but there’s something about Bucky that made you excited. Interested. Intrigued.

Bucky nods, rolling his chair away to fetch a pad of sticky notes. “Another thing from your friendly neighborhood IT guy,” he peels off a leaf and sticks it on your laptop’s built-in camera, “keep your cam covered.”

You give him a chuckle and a playful salute, “yes, sir.”

Bucky’s a modern man. He sees a pretty girl and he gets giddy. He talks to a pretty girl and he gets flustered. But you—you make him feel more than giddy and flustered. There was something familiar about you, and your eyes. Has he seen you before? Met you, even? No, that’s impossible—if he had met you before, he’d surely remember you.

It was 5:34 PM when he gave you your laptop back and sent in an urgent request for your equipment. While taking down the elevator to the lobby, Bucky gave you a few tips on how to ‘survive’ working in the office. According to him, as far as you go in on time and kept your head above the rumors, you’d do fine.

He asked about your first week and he told you about this joint near the building that serves the best burgers and fries.

You’ve got a good feeling that you just made your first friend.

—

The sun was already setting down when you pulled into your apartment’s parking lot. At the very last minute, you turned into a drive-through and got some food on the go. The side trip took out 10 minutes of your time but at least you dodged the awful traffic that was building up by the highway.

Along with your laptop bag and your food, you trudge up to your third-floor apartment. It wasn’t what you wanted—the windows faced the street, the screen door doesn’t lock all the way—but it’s the one you got. As long as it’s got four walls and a roof, right?

You slip out of your work clothes and into some comfy jammies after a rewarding shower; the sooner you can get your food heat up, the sooner you can eat, and drink and then go to sleep.

So while waiting for the microwave to beep, you pry open your laptop. You told Bucky not to shut it down after he worked on it as to not lose your work on another profile, which he understood.

The work account he set up greeted you, along with the bright pink sticky note he stuck to your webcam. That wasn’t real, was it? All those cautionary tales of hackers using webcams to peep on you. Maybe he’s just trying to scare you, like some kind of initiation. Without a second thought, you took off the sticky note. It was kinda annoying anyway.

Clicking the Log Out Work button, your personal account popped into the frame. Your opened apps and documents displaying themselves for you to use. You pulled up Spotify and clicked on the first playlist you saw—which happened to be your intimate playlist.

Sure, the Pavlov reaction is real because halfway through the first song, you already found yourself getting all hot and bothered. This one’s your favorite song too.

You groan in annoyance, your food’s no longer a priority.

Picking up the laptop from the table, you walk to your bedroom, not bothering to shut the door. You live alone, it’s fine. You put the laptop on its loudest setting, setting it on your desk and you plopped down on your bed, the pillows and the comforter pooling on one side.

Your room is illuminated by a streak of light from the street. Your curtains flowing softly with the breeze that just came in.

Glancing at your laptop, you remembered Bucky. How his office smelled when you first walked in. How he stood tall when he greeted you. How he smiled. Those goddamn rings of his.

Before you caught yourself thinking rationally, your fingers are already splayed even over your thighs, caressing the soft flesh of your legs.

Bucky’s smirk and his cologne finding purchase in your fogged brain. Thoughts of him pulling you aside into his office to fool around—voices above hushed whispers as your skin erupts in goosebumps, the chilled air of his office finding its way up to your spine.

Oh, fuck it.

You undress fast, flinging your shirt over your head, dropping it somewhere below the bed. The air in your room making your nipples hard and erect as you pinch them. You breathe out a sigh, the heat of the moment creeping up your torso.

The material of your panties dampening as you imagine yourself bent over his desk, your skirt bunched over your hips as he laps your sopping cunt. Bucky’s tongue exploring your folds up and over until your pussy’s a quivering mess of drool and spit.

Your fingers slip past the band of your underwear. Even you surprised yourself by how wet you are.

God, you met him once and he’s already inching his way into your mind.

But who could blame you? You’ve been all over his Facebook profile when you learned his name via the office’s organizational chart. The first time you saw him, walking around the office with a laptop in his hands, you already knew you wanted to at least formally meet him. A scroll on his page, you found a band that you could tolerate listening to. (They’re okay, just not your taste in music.)

A plan came to mind when your department head told the team that you can work from home from time to time—only if you agreed to use a work laptop, a company-owned one. Your manager advised you to put in the request as soon as you can, for you to secure a unit before the on-hand supplies dwindle.

Deliberately sending in the request late—way, way later—than what your manager told you just so you could pull up the ‘new hire’ card and act dumb.

And it looked like he bought it too.

The image of him fucking you quiet while he grabs you from behind played inside your mind like a memory—a vision. Of how his thick cock would fill you up until your pussy is clenching around him. Would he pinch your throbbing clit, making you squirm and cream around him?

Your fingers are compared nothing to his, that’s for sure. But it does the work for now.

A breathy moan comes out of your mouth as you play with your clit, your cunt dripping down wetness as you continue to fondle your tits.

His hands would make a great addition to your chokers.

Your toes curl and your breath quickens, the coil in the pit of your stomach tightening—white-hot heat creeping up your limbs.

Oh, fuck, Bucky!

—

His ears perked up as he heard you moaning his name.

Bucky was busy watching you enjoy yourself when he got caught in the moment and decided to enjoy himself too.

He was barely keeping himself behaved when you first walked into the floor wearing a button-up and slacks that accentuated your backside. Bucky wished he was the one who gave you the tour and know your name for the first time, but that was impossible—he was in the IT department.

So when he got the news that new hires will be given the chance to work from home, he hoped that he gets to be the one to help you set up.

He was losing hope by the time he got your request, he thought that you opt not to work at home but then there you were, sending him an apologetic email on a late Friday afternoon.

Of course, he happily obliged. He even set up himself a little virtual camp in the background of your computer just so he can continue spending time with you.

Just thinking about you is already making him hard again. Bucky already came in hot spurts of white as he watched you desperately undress earlier. What can he say—he was waiting for you to show your tits already. As such, he correctly guessed that you’d be annoyed with the glaringly bright sticky note he used to ‘cover’ your webcam with.

But seeing you fingerfuck yourself all alone just wasn’t enough for him, he has to have you all by yourself.

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missvelvetsstuff · 3 years ago

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Little Bird

Chapter 10

Warnings: swearing, mostly fluff and filler.

Notes: I started reading X-Men shortly after Phoenix died. The mutants in my story mostly look like their characters in the First Class movies. Except Storm- Ororo Munroe is from the comics of the 80's because I don't think any of the movies have done her justice. I think former Super model Iman would have been better than Halle Berry. Storm and Nightcrawler-Kurt Wagner (Rika's brother) were always my favorites. And Gambit- Remy LeBeau from the first Wolverine. Wade Wilson- Deadpool is obviously Ryan Reynolds.

Chere is Cajun term of affection. I'm dating myself again but Dennis Quaid as Remy McSwain in The Big Easy used it and it melted me. He was seriously sexy in that. You know, Jack Quaids dad.

I think that's it. I'm always open for questions and comments.

Rika looked in the mirror to check her hair. She was blonde and tan again with a pale blue vintage 50's style pencil sheath dress with matching blue kitten heels, her hair styled in a low chignon bun. She was pacing her room, waiting to be called down to the press room.

Tony was announcing her officially becoming an Avenger. It had been 2 weeks since the party and most of that had been spent putting together her backstory and creating it online, to ensure the world only had the details they wanted. She was using one of her aliases that was the most generic to blend in. She would officially be Rika Holmes aka Masquerade, 29, California girl, UCLA grad, hacker, expert in hand to hand and mistress of disguise. Plus Clint was teaching her firearms and archery. Fury and the team knew the whole truth but they didn't want Ross or Senator Kelly to find out.

Rika spoke to Remy almost every day on the phone and he had come to visit and take her on a couple of dates. Remy was fun and very sweet, he made her feel so desired but she knew it wasn't anything serious. That's just not Remys way.

Rika had also spent time getting to know Kurt since he was the only family she had if you didn't count Logan, which she didn't.

The Avengers were starting to feel like something. Not family but friends at least. She felt safe and like she could trust them. Mostly.

Rika was still wary of Bucky but was willing to be cordial for the sake of the team.

As she pondered over events of the last few weeks and paced, she heard Friday call her

"Miss Rika, Mr Stark is ready for you" "Thank you, Friday. Please let him know I'm on my way."

Rika took the elevator down, put her shoulders back and walked into the press room to a million flashes.

Tony was speaking "There she is, our new team member. Miss Rika Holmes, aka Masquerade. She is a hacker, skilled in multiple forms of hand to hand combat and Mistress of Disguise. We are very excited to welcome her to the team." He offered a hand to help her up to the podium. Rika smiled and waved. Questions were shouted at her so fast she couldn't keep up. All members of the press were given a folder with the bio that Rika and Nat had created and Tony thanked them all for coming. Next was a reception, giving select reporters the chance to have one on one time with Rika.

While one reporter was grilling her about her personal life and asking if she was sleeping with any of the Avengers, Rika was relieved to see Remy enter the room. Rika looked at the reporter, told him that her personal life was none of his business and excused herself to greet Remy.

Remy gave her a big hug and kissed both of her cheeks "Hello, chere, you look stunning. How's the press treating you?"

"Oh Remy, I'm so happy to see you. Most are ok but the last one was trying to find out who I'm sleeping with." Rika frowned "I don't see what that has to do with my ability to be an Avenger."

Remy chuckled "I'm sorry, chere, but you're a celebrity now and people will want to know. Or he wanted to know if he had any 'super' competition"

Rika fluttered her lashes at him "I don't know, does he have any competition?"

"Aawww, chere, I wish I could whisk you away someplace beautiful and romantic and show you. Unfortunately I'm leaving with your brother and Hank tomorrow, to see if we can find out what Erik Lensher is up to in South Africa. I don't know when I'll be back and contact will be sporadic." He looked at her sadly. Touching her cheek "I'll miss you"

"I'll miss you too, Remy. I've really enjoyed the time we've been spending together." She replied softly

Remy grinned "I don't have to leave till morning" and winked. Rika blushed "I'll get us some champagne, chere"

Loki and Thor made an entrance, like always, and Loki headed straight for Rika. He gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek "Hello, love. How are you? How is your debut?"

Rika smiled at him, "Except for some intrusive reporters, fine. I don't feel any different now that I'm official." She shrugged.

Someone hollared "RIKA!" And she turned to look at the source "Wade! I'm so glad you could make it." She grunted as he swept her up in a hug.

"Wade Wilson, this is Loki and Thor of Asgard. Loki, Thor my friend, assassin Wade Wilson."

Wade grabbed Loki's hand shaking it exaggeratedly, "Not THEE Loki from the battle of New York? That was so hot, I'm such a huge fan of your work."

Loki looked at him "Of course" and pulled his hand back.

Thor gave Wade a crushing hug "The pleasure is ours masked man"

Wade grunted in pain and looked at Rika, wheezing "He seems nice"

Rika scolded him "Wade, Where have you been? I tried to call you about the party celebrating my first mission. Saved a number of mutants that Hydra kidnapped" Rika smiled "Weasel said you were out of the country"

Wade replied "Sorry, there were these gangsters in Spain that couldn't wait. I heard about you being totally BadAss and making the Winter Soldier look like a pussy. I'm so fucking proud. I couldn't have come to the party though, Xavier was there and the last time we met it ended badly. He read my mind and it was just too much for him. It's better for us to stay away from each other"

Rika looked confused "I never heard about you and Charles but I know both of you can be pretty intense."

Wade looked at her "No, you wouldn't have heard. It was like another reality or universe even. But enough about me. Things must be going well if you decided to stay here. Did showing the Soldat up get him off your back? Or did you two fuck it out?"

"Wade!" Rika slapped his shoulder "That isn't going to happen. You sound like Nat."

Wade gasped "Are you saying I sound like THE Natasha Romanoff? The one and only Black Widow? How do you think she feels about men with avocado skin? Can you introduce me to her?"

"Didn't you meet her when you were here with Hank before?"

"I saw her but never met or spoke."

Rika looks for Nat and waves when she finds her "I'm sure she will be thrilled to meet you."

Nat came over and hugged Rika "Welcome to the team, girl. Who's your masked friend?"

"Nat, this is Wade Wilson, another badass assassin and good friend of mine. He wanted to meet you, he's a bit of a fanboy" Rika winked.

"The infamous Deadpool? I'm a bit of a fan myself" Nat flirted

Wade kissed her hand "I can tell you are trouble. Rika, I like her. So, Nat. You must show me some of your moves." Nat and Wade wander off chatting.

Bucky was being a creep, pretending to be involved in a conversation Sam, Steve and Rhodey were having about some mission before he joined the team but he was really watching and listening to Rika and her friends. He watched Nat and Wade stroll past and Wade waved at him flirtatiously, Bucky shook his head.

Remy came back with 2 glasses of champagne and gave one to Rika. "So how long do you have to stick around, chere? When can I steal you away to your room?"

Rika shrugged and looked at her watch "Since I'm the subject of this presser I need to stay until Tony calls it. He said around 4 so maybe another hour."

Remy smiled "You get to just stand around and look beautiful? Have you already had one on one time with all the reporters here? Maybe we should do a lap and make sure you don't miss anyone. Yes?" He offered his arm and they wandered around, stopping here and there to chat until 4:30 when Tony thanked everyone for coming and wished them a good night.

Rika said goodbye to Wade and both made promises to get together soon. He gave her a crushing hug and whispered in her ear "Make sure you bite off a piece of that canjun for me, chere." And kissed her cheek. Rika blushed and laughed.

As everyone headed upstairs a group of delivery drivers showed up with pizza for everyone. Rika and Remy grabbed a couple of pieces and some sodas then went to her room to watch a movie. They decided to have a John Wick Marathon after they ate and Rika showered and changed into some shorts and a tank top. They ate and laughed and cuddled and made out until they fell asleep tangled up together on the couch.

Bucky went to bed after they left the room, grateful that his room wasn't near Rika's so he wouldn't have to listen to whatever they were doing. He took a shower and lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He tried listening to music, then reading, then watching tv. Bucky couldn't concentrate on anything and every time he let his mind wander it ended up in the same place.

Remy woke early and tried but failed to get up without waking Rika. "I'm sorry chere, I have to get going before Hank comes looking for me. I promise I'll get in touch with you whenever I can and I'll see you when I get back."

Rika hugged him sadly "It's been really great. You helped me feel normal again, after all that time with Hydra. Well, normal for us. Be careful and keep an eye on Kurt and Hank for me."

Remy kissed her softly on the lips "I will. Try not to break too many hearts before I get back."

Rika giggled softly "Bye, Remy"

After the Remy left, Rika went back into her room and changed into some workout clothes, sports bra and bike shorts, she needed to stretch and move. It was wonderful cuddling with Remy all night but she was sore from the stress of the press reception and slept so that her neck was aching.

She went to the gym and started her yoga routine on the mat near Nats ballet barre. Relaxing music coming through her ear buds and she stretched and moved.

Bucky was also stressed by the press conference. He wouldn't have even gone but Tony insisted that the entire team be there to show the press they were united in welcoming the new teammate. The reception was even worse because a couple of reporters came at him pretty aggressively, and one was really trying to get in his pants. He hardly slept and decided hitting the gym was the best course of action.

As he walked the hallway he heard footsteps ahead of him and When he saw who it was, wished he had tried to go back to sleep or showered or something. It was Remy, heading to the elevator after leaving Rika's room. Remy greeted him with a grin and a wink "Sergeant".

Bucky gritted out "LeBeau" clenching his left fist. He stopped in the kitchen for a banana to calm the ache in his gut even though he wasn't sure it was hunger. Seems he has already lost but he thought he heard Remy say he was leaving for awhile, at the reception yesterday. Not that he was eavesdropping, couldn't help what his enhanced hearing picked up. He shook his head, trying to clear her from his mind.

When he opened the door to the gym he could smell her, vanilla body spray and a hint of her own musk and sweat. He was salivating, she smelled so delicious. He saw her stretching and going thru the different poses completely fluid, like water.

Bucky just stopped and stared for a moment. Enjoying the beauty of her movement before he realized what a creep he was being, again she seemed to bring that out in him, and went to the punching bag to start working out his stress.

Rika smelled something or more accurately someone while she was finishing her yoga routine. She was already wondering if joining the team was a good idea. Seemed like she couldn't go anywhere without running into him which made it much harder to ignore him. He always had an eager look in his eyes, like he was a puppy hoping for a scrap of her attention. It was a strange change from the animosity he aimed at her in the beginning.

Rika nodded at him "Barnes"

Bucky looked up at her "Rika. How do you feel about your big press conference? I hate those things in general, too many people asking too personal questions. Anyhow, welcome to the team."

Rika smiled softly "It was alright. One reporter asking if I was sleeping with anyone on the team but the rest weren't too bad."

Bucky nodded "Yeah, I saw you with your boyfriend. Or are there two or is it three?"

Rika laughed and shook her head "You're awfully interested in my personal life Barnes. You're not working with that reporter are you?"

Bucky scoffed "Just making small talk. You seem to have a number of suitors considering you haven't been here long."

"You jealous, Barnes? Maybe there's something special about me that they get and you are missing out on. 'Once you go blue, no others will do.' Meh, I'll have to work on that." Rika laughed as she left the gym

Bucky rolled his eyes and watched her go.

@vicmc624 @nash-dara

#bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x ofc #little bird

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permanent-beta-bag-of-water · 3 years ago

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Cyberchase Rewatch S1E3 - "R-Fair City"

Ah, the drag episode N. Cognita, heheh Get hustled chumps Delete with the tube top lmao Nice tits Hacker The kids just land in a rollercoaster, try doing that when you’re 30 Mother-B is EVERYWHERE 0_0 I love this taxi driver, she seems like a bad bitch to ride with The coin has a taaaaail omg Is it really a taxi ride if it seems to just be a rollercoaster? Grubby should not trusted, what a gross creep OMG the early 2000's obligatory rap song in cartoons I miss "grabbing worms in a bag for a hat" Cyberchase Puce, again Still don't trust this Grubby dude, he looks like he has “a habit” Digit with the cup lmao Join the dark side Digit Hacker misses his little buddy, it’s hard to hide, but it’s okay, I’m sure he cares for you deep down Hacker: "Frosty the Snowman?" Delete: "... eh, no." So does Cyberchase have oxygen or not? Jackie panicking sounds like my anxiety People not showing up to an amusement park is not chaos. That's called the free market sweety, look it up. Buzz's hair ^_^ Claaaassy lady~ DUNCEBUCKETS!!! Digit you little shit This game's RIGGED! I'm digging the piano tunes in the background You dumb kids. Digit looked so desperate and scared. C'mon kids. Don't you recognize that chin from anywhere? Matt, stop with the yoyo, that's rude af That water is so gross, I saw a bone and what is that, old carnival hot dogs and buns? Stop trying to cheat Matt Matty~ PICK THE FUCKING ZERGEN YOU BRATS Hackiepoo going for the plunge Was Hacker wearing anything under those clothes? Pftblahablabbababbla So Hacker knows how to work a yoyo And the three of them drifted in the cold, dark vacuum of space until the next episode.

I feel like this episode should have been more amusing. I mean, the props were in place to have some good laughs, but the episode just rolled with the absurdity.

#cyberchase

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side-shawty · 5 years ago

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What the Tech?

Fandom: DC

Type: one-shot

Prompt/Summary: Damian Wayne with a quirky, tech-savvy girl.

Pairing(s): Damian Wayne x Reader

Requested? YES by Anon

This is an old old old request that I found in my drafts when I had a different fic account and I figured I’d share it with all of you. I was too shy to post things like this back then but now I’m more than happy to. (I couldn't find the og request so that's what it is lol)

-Duckie

Stupid Hackers.

Technically speaking it wasn’t exactly Damian’s fault that his katana had practically sliced Tim’s laptop in half. He should have never been working so close to the training area in the first place.

So now here he was, spending his free period in the library grumbling at his laptop as he attempted to break the codes that Tim had put on it as his way of revenge.

That was when you walked in. As per usual, you were spending your free period working on a new coding program in hopes of impressing the judges at the Wayne Tech contest next month. You always impressed the judges. However, it became harder and harder to work with Damian Wayne cursing under his breath and slamming on keys.

With a sigh you stood up, dark curls swishing in your face with the speed, and waltzed over to him.

You put a hand on the desk he was working at and leaned over the back of the computer, “What exactly did that laptop do to you?” You questioned looking curiously at your fellow senior.

“And what does it matter to you?” He asked without ever looking up at you.

“It matters because I can feel your frustration from the other side of the library, Damian Wayne.”

At the use of his full name the young heir finally looked up at you. This was your first time seeing him so close since the week-long project you did together freshman year. Since then it had been distance looks from the other side of the classroom and your stupid school girl crush came back ten-fold.

He was no longer the baby-faced 14-year-old and puberty had hit him like a truck. His face was all angles, blue eyes, and tan olive skin with a head of black hair that Y/N wanted to run her fingers through.

As Y/N cleared her throat and stood up straight again she failed to realize that Damian was having the same train of thought. He thought of how much she had filled out in all the right places and how she had gone from cute to dangerously sexy in the past few years—even in the school uniform. Her dark skin stood out against the pristine white of her button-down and her curls were a casually organized mess.

He cleared his throat, throwing a playboy smirk on his face as he leaned back in his chair. “Y/N Y/L/N, just the person I need. You’re good with computers right?”

You rolled your eyes, “Well I’d hope so considering I am the head of the computer club. What do you need?”

“One of my many idiot brothers has decided to put a series of codes and viruses on my computer and on it, I have a paper that’s due at midnight. Mind lending a hand,” he asked with a voice that could have made you rob a bank if he so desired. Walt, was he flirting with you?

“I’m sure if you just apologize and ask nicely he’d remove everything,” Y/N told moving around the table and leaning over slightly to have a better took at the screen.

“You don’t know my brother,” Damian scoffed, “he’d make me grovel and I refuse to ever have to stoop to that humiliating level,” he said, nose in the air and crossed arms.

You sighed, “Well move over and let me see what the damage is,” you motioned him to switch over to the next chair whilst you took his seat and got straight to work.

As time ticked by the awkwardness that had settled in the silence was driving Y/N crazy so she stared to ask Damian questions while she worked and soon enough he began to ask too. The awkwardness was long forgotten by the time the bell interrupted Damian’s next question about animals.

“Well if you have a last period class I can finish up here. I have computer graphics but I’m excused for today,” Y/N told him.

“It’s fine,” Damian replied, too quickly before he cleared his throat and regained his composure, “I have history but Mrs. James is so old she’ll forget to take attendance again.”

“Okay, well in that case maybe we should take a little break,” you stood and stretched all of your limbs exposing just a bit more leg that the young man couldn’t help but stare at as you went back into a standing position and held your hand out to him. He took it almost instantly and felt a warm electricity in his hand and spread all through him. you gave him a warm smile before walking to the vending machines just outside of the library.

“Pick anything you want, this one’s on me,” you said with a wink and never let go of his hand as you fished a debit card from your breast pocket.

Damian got an energy bar and you got a pack of skittles, your hands were intertwined until you sat down again and Damian felt an immediate loss of warmth.

You were about to start working again when you froze, “Good lord Damian is your brother so kind of brainiac level hacker? He put like fifteen more locks on it while I left,” You gave a heavy sigh and leaned far back in your chair, silently counting to ten before pulling eyedrops from your bag, using them, throwing your curls into a messy bun and cracking your knuckles.

He sighed and closed his eyes, rubbing his temples, “Maybe I should just rewrite the paper.”

You laughed and patted his shoulder reassuringly, “Don’t worry I can help.”

And with that, you stood to get your abandoned laptop from its place at the next table over just as the bell ending the final class of the day sounded.

You and Damian looked to each other in question.

“Do you, uh, wanna finish this back at my place?” Damian asked bashfully with a hand rubbing at the back of his neck.

“No!” you answered too quickly, and it took everything for the Wayne heir not to flinch, “Um, I mean, we can just go to my house. I live closer and, uh, I wouldn’t want to intrude,” it was your turn to look sheepish as Damian smiled softly.

Not wanting to make you any more uncomfortable Damian said, “Okay, I’ll drive.”

And that’s how it started. Every day you and Damian would meet up during free period and then after last class (if either of you went) he’d drive you home. His excuse was because he insisted that the beginnings of October were much too cold to walk home in a skirt and tights.

You couldn’t argue and you didn’t really want to.

During the daily meet-ups, Damian couldn’t help but notice the little things about you, like how you never wore the uniform tie and seemed to have a different color or patterned one every day. How you loved to change up the style of your curly hair as much as you could.

One day after school you asked Damian if he could drive you to the hair solan instead of home and when he asked why you saw a glint of sadness in his eyes. Why would you want to change anything about those beautiful curls?

But when you told him you were going to get box braids he seemed much happier. He even stayed with you for all the hours it took to finish them. This was when Damian knew he was in too deep, going as far as checking on your house during patrol and never telling the others why he’d stopped coming home immediately after school (or earlier).

Damian was happier and he knew the reason was you. He was happy with knowing that fact, and he told himself being your friend was more than enough. He was wrong.

Damian usually got to the library first but he got caught up talking to Colin and Maps on his way and when he got there your attention was occupied by one of the football players. He was obviously flirting with you and Damian hated the feeling that this gave him. But some of the tension fell when he realized how desperate you seemed to get out of that situation.

So Damian sprung into action and approached the two of you. You caught his eye over the jock’s shoulder. A look of utmost relief on your face and Damian cooly slid in and put an arm around your shoulders.

“Everything alright here, Y/N,” Damian asked as you placed a warm hand on his back in gratitude.

“Fine, Wayne, I was just asking Y/N here about her plans after the game on Friday,” the jock, Brandon, said smiling at you and doing his best to ignore Damian altogether.

Damian’s back muscles tensed beneath the white button-down at his words, “I’m afraid she’ll be otherwise occupied,” Damian replied and after being friends with him since the beginning of the school year you could read him much better now. But this was something different, like a mix of anger, and annoyance and…jealousy?

But that was crazy. Right? Why would Damian be jealous, it made no sense. Unless...

“Well, that's too bad. I guess we’ll catch up some other time, yeah?” He asked and you only nodded with a tight smile on your lips before Brandon turned and left. But Damian never let go of your shoulders.

You looked up at him but his eyes were glued to the spot that Brandon once stood, glaring.

“Damian,” you said looking to get his attention.

And when he turned to you, all of the tension instantly left him and he found himself lost in your Y/E/C orbs, kind face showing nothing but concern for him. He took in all of your features, from the polka dot hair tie to the electric blue tie tucked beneath her sweater vest. He realized he’d been staring for too long, but couldn’t bring himself to stop.

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” You asked and he smiled softly at you. A smile only you ever got to see.

“No it’s perfect,” he almost whispered.

Though the blush wasn’t prominent the heat worked its way into your cheeks anyway.

“Good. Now quick question.”

“Mmm?” he hummed.

“We’re you jealous?” You asked with raised eyebrows and his eyes widened in the slightest.

He sputtered just a bit and released his hold of your shoulders in favor of standing across from you.

Damian didn’t look at you as he asked, “Does it matter if I was?”

You stood shocked for a few seconds at his earnestness before replying in a teasing voice.

“Damian Wayne was jealous over little old me? Wow wait until the papers hear about this one,” you said and he finally turned to you at that.

“I might have a better story for them,” he told you, and his sudden mischievous aura sent a tingle down your back.

“And what would that be?” You asked.

“This,” he said before unexpectedly closing the distance between the two of you in a sweet kiss. He tasted like peppermint and you were quick to melt into him as he placed his hands on your waist.

When you finally pulled back he was smiling and you couldn’t help but do the same.

“Oh yeah, Vicky Vale would have a field day with that one.”

#damian wayne x reader #damian wayne x black!reader #tim drake #dc imagine #dc one shot #damian wayne x woc!reader

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darkromanceblackburn · 4 years ago

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Cute nicknames for hacker's s/o to call him

Babe

Silly goose

Darling

Love muffin

Silly goose (derogatory)

Three bean burrito

Honey buns

WW1

WW2 (electric bugaloo)

Dipshit

Lmao... The first ones are cute and good.... But the following.... Oh God... I see lots of bickering and play fighting.

#The Hacker #Erron #Cyber killer #Original characters #Slasher OC

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daily-dose-of-imagines · 5 years ago

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Hitmen AU! | Head Canons | 19+ [Haikyuu!!]

KΛЯΛƧЦПӨ [PART i] [PART ii] [PART iii]

Here is the last part for the Karasuno head canons~! I hope you guys enjoy these~! Expect some drabbles or one shots or even other specific head canons~!

The next team I’ll be setting up for is Nekoma~!

Again, feel free to ask questions or request anything from this AU! (Specify so I know~!)

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T̷o̷b̷i̷o̷ ̷K̷a̷g̷e̷y̷a̷m̷a̷

One of the gifted snipers on the team

or well, that’s what Tsukishima likes to say

is actually one of the all rounders in the group, but is usually hired for quick assassinations

usually paired off with Hinata which begins and ends with bickering, but holy shit do they get the job done

honestly has one of the more terrifying attitudes in the group when it comes to perfecting his skill

is usually sparring or at a shooting range to get the cleanest shot

whenever he can he’ll take classes on human anatomy and human behavior to better predict his targets and what they’ll do

accidentally shot his mentor’s ear (luckily it only really grazed the area so he has a scar now)

has a tsundere sort of attitude after warming up to his fellow teammates

is the one who’s out most of the time due to the high demand in quick assassinations.

“Target in sight. Decoy ready when you are.”

The sharp tone in his voice left no room for mistakes as the lean male adjusted his position slightly.

Icy blue eyes focusing in on the figure behind the glass as he shifted the sniper in his hand to a better angle. Letting out a slow and even sigh, the young male positioned his fingers on the trigger. His eyes never leaving the scope as he watched the target interact with their Decoy. Observing the attitude and mannerisms of the target he adjusted himself once more.

It was better to be precise with this one, after all it was their initiation assignment and the male refused to be denied by another team.

When he saw the signal from the orange haired Decoy, the figure didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger as he waited with baited breath until the target’s body fell into an ungraceful heap on the floor. A sinister grin on his features as he finally relaxed before relaying the information to base.

“Target neutralized.”

Out of all of the rookies, he is the second tallest

built sturdy yet lean. Not too buff, not too undertone, but just right

Frequents the gym as much as he can and spars with Hinata every other two hours

has at least 3 tattoos on his body

likes to keep his hair either side swept or slicked back during missions (no obstructions in his eyes when he shoots) but normally has it down when around the base

likes to wear anything protective yet skin tight to keep him from being hindered in any way at making a clean kill

is emotionally constipated

his s/o is confused the first time he confesses but comes to adore it

comes off as an ice prince but just doesn’t know how to give good affection

was scolded by Sugawara and Daichi for trying to ‘get rid’ of someone who was annoying s/o

is an awkward baby with affection but oml when he’s stressed and needs some relief just-- oof

S̴h̴o̴y̴o̴ ̴H̴i̴n̴a̴t̴a̴

Bright and energetic, one of the more unexpected members to join their group

tried to be a sniper and almost ended up killing Kageyama

it’s no surprise he’s banned from using guns after this

is a master in jumping the target or any sort of kidnap or capture assignments

was hesitant on becoming a decoy, but once paired with Kageyama for their initiation mission he fell in l o v e with it

is kinda psychotic

he loves the thrill of seeing a target so badly corrupted crumbling dead at his feet

is surprisingly a smooth talker

loves to spar and learn new skills so he takes up behind Noya to learn as many skills as he can and to be useful in any situation

Like Sugawara, he prefers using knives or daggers in close combat fights

“Is that so? Well hey! I know a better area where we can discuss that deal of yours.” Suave and friendly, the ginger began leading the target towards the area he and Kageyama had agreed on.

The immaculate suit he wore hugged his body nicely as he ran a hand through his unruly hair as he played out the various possibilities that could occur in his head. Though of course snapped out of it as he placed his facade on as he walked with the target. Easily flowing with the conversation despite the heavy desire to gut the corrupted individual before him.

“I see, I see. That truly does sound incredible...” He began walking over to the window as he watched the target follow in the reflection before sighing.

“Though I can’t really say I agree completely with your ideas. That is-- I can’t agree with them until you're nothing but a corpse at my feet.” He stated coolly, hazel eyes glowing with malice as an unsettling look graced his features.

Before the tainted figure could even retaliate, the sharp sound of wind cut through the air as a bullet sat neatly in the center of the man’s head.

“Pity we couldn’t talk more, but I really want to get a more interesting mission you see?”

the second shortest among the male members

is a thiccq boi with broad shoulders

is very toned too and scarily strong

tried to arm wrestle with Kageyama, and surprisingly ended it as a tie

undercut ginger boi

has a couple of piercings on his ears and a nice handful of tattoos painting his body

is an absolute sunshine with his s/o

rarely ever gets mad at his s/o, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get frustrated

likes to pick up his s/o to combine their heights to be tall

he learned that from Noya

his s/o always gets embarrassed when he demands to combine their heights to be tall

loves to listen to s/o’s heartbeat when they sleep

K̷e̷i̷ ̷T̷s̷u̷k̷i̷s̷h̷i̷m̷a̷

2/2 of the brain and tactics hub

a sarcastic and blunt boi who absolutely hates incompetent people

very smart and clever

hella observant as well and makes his moves accordingly

avoids Noya whenever he can, but usually ends up caught in some sort of experiment with his senior

immensely loves to psychologically torture their targets that are brought to base

is the “good” cop to Noya’s “bad” cop during interrogations

loves to pick apart at people’s brains and their mental stability

Definitely mocks the other rookies whenever he can

“Haa? So this is my initiation?” A blank look crossed the blond’s features as he adjusted his glasses before a wicked smirk settled on his lips. The slow psychological torture he could do, and learn from had excitement flood his veins as he sat before the man.

A wave of his hand dismissed the two other daunting figures in the room as he took a once over of the person before him.

“A week huh? I suppose that gives me enough time to peel back the layers of that pile of mush you call a brain.” He stated as he casually shrugged his shoulders before golden irises bore deeply into the figure before him.

“I suppose we should start now with keeping you awake for as long as your pea-sized brain can handle.”

Is the tallest out of the rookies

loves to use it to his advantage to mock Hinata 25/8

Has a lean yet toned body, but has more of a physique similar to Sugawara’s

long messy blond locks always be in the bed head state

has one tattoo and a a couple of piercings

is an absolute ass to his s/o, but makes up for it with cute small affectionate gestures

is emotional constipated baby number 2

is able to read their s/o well, but doesn’t dwell on it too much as he doesn’t want to be too invasive

can immediately tell when their s/o is off or something is bothering them

will immediately tell them that he has no problems quelling the problem that is bothering them with a eerily placed smile

T̴a̴d̴a̴s̴h̴i̴ ̴Y̴a̴m̴a̴g̴u̴c̴h̴i̴

A soft baby, another unexpected addition to the rookies

has a similar energy to Hinata, but just a lot more tamer in retrospect

is usually with Ennoshita gathering information as well as learning tips and tricks on the cyber aspect of their work

takes the time to learn coding as well as researching other defense mechanisms that can help keep wandering eyes off of their business

usually seen with Tsukishima in the base’s library

on occasion will be dragged to do sparring with the other rookies

is the defense and attack on their cyber end alongside Ennoshita

Stretching his back, the figure let out a pleased sigh as he felt his body relax from the tension built as he sat hunched over the multiple computers around him. His eyes briefly skimming over the orders requested and the many attempts at trying to pry into their servers.

Grasping the cooled mug of coffee, he took a sip as he couldn’t help but let out an irritated sigh as another attempt to breach their firewalls had been commenced. Without a second wasted, he began typing and tapping away with one hand as he took another sip of his coffee before fully immersing himself in not only humiliating the hacker, but exposing them to the rest of the deep dark web with absolutely no hesitation.

His senior glancing over with a hum of approval before resuming his own work as the young male couldn’t help but smile and feel giddy at the delight of approval from his senior.

Is the third tallest member in the rookie squad

out of all the male rookies, he is the scrawniest

but still has enough mass and muscle definition to defend himself if he were to be attacked alone

again, is dragged to spar with the other rookies often

long medium length hair that is usually pulled back into a half man bun / half pony tail

has one tattoo on his back

is an absolute sweetheart with his s/o

unfortunately doesn’t get the most time with his s/o due to the constant cyber attacks

but when he is lucky enough for a vacation week he pours all his pent up stress and affections towards them

loves to just stay in and cuddle with his s/o

H̷i̷t̷o̷k̷a̷ ̷Y̷a̷c̷h̷i̷

The decoy that never was

Initially, when she joined she had tried to be a decoy like Hinata and Kiyoko, but ended up not doing too well in that

though to everyone’s surprise her skill isn’t in decoy, but quick draw gun work

she works alongside Kageyama and trains in utilizing her skills and honing in on her shots

is usually the back up in case a target manages to get out into the open

never uses more than 3 shots to take down a target

is the most awkward and soft spoken in their group, but is just as happy and energetic as Hinata

“Yachi-san! The target is turning onto your street!”

The aggravated voice of her teammate rang in her ears as she winced slightly before pulling out a pistol with ease. Her honey brown eyes skimming the area for any abnormal figures as she let the bickering between her two other teammates drown out into nothingness.

A slow and steady breath escaped her as she slipped into the dim alleyway as she heard the scuffling and ragged breathing of a large figure stumbling down the empty streets. With practiced ease, she took aim. Her eyes turning stone cold as she shot once into the target’s leg.

A stumble and he was on a knee. The second shot struck his shoulder as he suddenly fell forward and the young gun slinger stepped out from the shadows as she walked towards the soon to be corpse as she tuned back into the conversation between her teammates.

“Target found. Target neutralized.”

Despite being the shortest member of the rookies she can pack quite the punch

is well toned and lean

Mid-length blond hair that’s usually put in a messy bun or a high pony tail

like the others, she has at least 2 tattoos scattered over her body

tends to lean towards form fitting clothes like Kageyama for ease of access and speed to engage and neutralize a target

she is immensely doting on her s/o

loves to smother her s/o in kisses and affection while doing the most normal things she can before going to work

likes to watch movies and thread her fingers through s/o’s hair whenever they have a stay in door date

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sosthemortalcoil · 6 years ago

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Is there a list of all of the RO's and their descriptions?

There are several, but I’m compiling them here to help.

1. Sabriel (pansexual, she/her) is another angel of Guardian rank. She’s the Guardian Angel Overseer for the area where you will be living and is technically responsible for making sure you don’t do anything that would influence the state of the world unduly. She enjoys human culture (particularly Star Wars) and has a fondness for tea. She has a lot of walls up that prevent her from easily trusting anything from Heaven, especially figures in power. Having fun is often put on the back-burner when she’s overworked (which is a common state for her). She tries to put duty above all else, though she’s too compassionate to always succeed in this. Being honest with herself is something she values, but that doesn’t mean she’ll be straightforward or honest with others.

Her preferred form stands at 5′9″/175 cm. She has a mess of frizzy brown hair that constantly escapes into her oval face. Her grey-blue eyes are usually underscored by bags, and she wears rectangular, black-frame glasses. Her nose is thin with flared nostrils, her lips curve up naturally but are drawn down by the faint lines on her features. Roughly same age as Ramiel. Her body looks soft, without much definition, but she’s iron and steel at her core.

2. Alice Hudson (bisexual, she/her) is a human and one potential partner for Gabriel. She’s the only child of a powerful medium and is well aware of the supernatural world even though she herself has no gifts. She’s a believer of order though she also believes that there are exceptions and that you have to take things on a case by case basis. She loves to tease coworkers and is fond of practical jokes but perfectly capable of being serious. Commitment makes her skittish in personal relationships. She is also a little afraid of children. She’s a person who will bend the rules if need be–the end justifies the means in some cases. She likes tinkering with her motorcycle(s), rebuilding them when she finishes one.

She stands 5′11″/180 cm with brown shoulder length hair that is mostly straight and usually pulled back in a ponytail. Her skin is fair, touched by sun. Her most noticeable feature is her piercing, light grey eyes that see more than people think. At the start of the story she’s 26 years old. She has lips that border on the thin side, but are quick to smile. Her eyebrows are round, above straight eyes. Her nose is on the short side in overall length, with a deviation from where she once got it broken. The tip is round but drawn out from her face, her nostrils small. She has a runner’s body, muscles built for endurance and speed rather than raw strength. She keeps her nails short, and rarely wears any sort of make-up. She is a predominantly Caucasian mix.

3. Tadea Guerrero (lesbian, she/her) is a werepanther. By the time you meet her she’s the second-in-command of her pride. Prickly on the outside, she sees official authorities (the police) as something to be leery of at best. The pressures of the former leadership of her pack, which emphasized cruelty, leaves her bitter and mistrustful of others. Aggressive and fierce, she supports Leo’s new leadership style though thinks he is too naive to hold it on his own without her assistance. She favors practicality and is cutthroat in making decisions.

She respects strength and will exploit any weaknesses she can find in almost anyone to further her agenda or that of her pack--because she doesn’t believe in the innate goodness of most people, Leo being an exception. In a romantic relationship she can be shy due to inexperience with a proper relationship. She likes flowers, and pink, and things she feels are super girly and don’t fit with the rough-and-tough image she projects. Being with Gabriel would allow her to relax a little, exposing more of her soft side.

She stands at 5′8″/173 cm. Her skin is a rich brown. Short-cropped black hair is styled into a miniature mohawk most of the time, accenting her square jaw and chin. Her cheeks are the softest part of her, her body muscular and lean with little of what might be called feminine softness. Her straight brows sit over large darkbrown, almost black, eyes. Her nose is of medium length with a broad bridge and solid point, resting above chapped lips. Her eyelashes are startling long against her cheeks. She has barbed-wire tattoos on both of her arms, wrapped around roses on the left arm.

4. Karyn Brown (straightish, she/her) is a female werewolf, with some human bloodline, who’s adept at dodging pack responsibilities. She loyal to her pack but has a wild streak. She is of the opinion that life is too short to be serious and tends to be seen as vain and flighty. She is intelligent and a skilled hacker. She enjoys kickboxing and zumba, can’t cook for the life of her and is very spontaneous. She works as a barista at the local coffee shop, in addition to some of her computer-related odd-jobs. She enjoys dubsteb, flirting, and living life to the fullest.

She is 5′6:/168 cm, of Western European descent. Her hair is mid-back and wavy, golden blonde. She usually wears it in ponytail or loose, and often has a chunk died various colors. Her narrow amber eyes frame a button nose and lips almost perpetually curved in a smirk. Freckles span the bridge of her nose and fan out across her cheeks. She’s fit, but her body appears more soft than toned. Her face is heart-shaped, her hairline low on her brow. Two thin eyebrows curve slightly, following the shape of her eyes. Her cheeks are rosy and full. Her wolf form seems too small for its paws and has a russet coat.

5. Stephanie Xinxin Lee (straight, she/her) is a witch who works at the police department as a beat cop. She specializes in charms and trinkets not having much magical power at her disposal. She’s a little sensitive about her size and hates speaking to large groups of people. Generally mild mannered she enjoys strange tea blends and can talk for hours about the magical properties of herbs but is dismal at pop culture references. She likes learning new things, and has no qualms about taking down people twice her size. While she loves her family, she’s excited to be on her own, away from much of the expectations and pressures of her family.

She’s the shortest RO at 5′2″/157 cm and is ethnically Chinese. She has dark brown eyes that slant upwards slightly, underneath thin black brows. Her long, mid-back length black hair is usually kept pinned up in a tight bun. Her features are generally on the round side, small and delicate. Her lips are narrow, the bridge of her nose flat and the tip of her nose round. Her olive skin is clear apart from a beauty mark at the corner of her left eye. She might be described as petite.

6, Iro Nyx (aromantic, pansexual, she/her) is a succubus dating from Hellenistic Greece. She’s a RO option only for darker Gabriels (though you can have a fling with her as a lighter Gabriel, she just won’t be interested in a relationship of any kind). As a succubus she has mid-level shape-shifting abilities which she predominantly uses to change her physical appearance. Iro likes drinks and toying with humans, though she is not a fan of blood and gore. She tries to rely on her wiles and ability to wheel and deal to maintain a comfy lifestyle free of being controlled. Iro is comfortable with who she is; she doesn’t want to change. She does want more control and power over her life, and will join a Gabriel whom she believes can deliver these things.

Her appearance depends on the day and whatever form she feels likewearing. Her original form had curly light brown hair that she would pin up, exposing the nape of her elegant neck. She was fine-boned and small, with large hazel eyes set above pouty lips. Her nose was small with a pointed tip, her face round. She is roughly 2300 years old.

7. Iain O’Brien (straightish, he/him) is the other option for your partner on the police force. He’s from an Irish Catholic family though he finds himself unable to commit to the same level of faith as his stringent mother. He likes to play the white knight and is always willing to help when asked. He’s very good with his niece and nephew, adores kids, but tends to be clueless when it comes to picking up on hints in relationships. He says drinking is as necessary as water to an Irish-man (even though he wasn’t born in Ireland). He laughs a lot, even when its not appropriate and sometimes speaks before thinking. His work is his passion and sometimes he neglects to take care of himself subsequently. He wasn’t the perfect son, a contrast to his ‘perfect’ sister. He grew up practicing martial arts, and decided to become a cop after a chance encounter with an officer who also went to his dojo.

He stands at 6′4″/193 cm with pale skin that burns easily and freckles spanning his broad back. His red hair, showcasing his Irish blood, is kept on the short side, just barely curling around his ears. When it gets too long the entire mass becomes curly. His eyes are a vivid green, crinkled at the edges with laugh lines. He has a square chin but a softer edge to his jawline than he likes. At the start of the story he’s 25. He has a semi-prominent brow ridge, with thick eyebrows. He has a Roman nose, long and straight. His upper lip has a neat bow to it, and his lower lip is full. 100% human. He works on core and toning, and carries some extra weight around his hips from his penchant for alcohol. On occasion he gets some red fuzz and scruff on, but never lets it get to a full beard.

8. Aelius Roman (pansexual, he/him) works ‘with’ Iro. He’s the incubus to her succubus. Technically they have a competition to see who can gain the most contracts and acquire the most power but he tends to be less ruthless than Iro. He still remembers being mortal and often includes loopholes in his contracts that the clever can get out of–though sometimes these ‘loopholes’ require a greater sacrifice than the original contract. He has a morbid sense of humor and lacks a sense of what humans judge as common decency. He is also possessive of whatever he views as his and sees lying as the key to any good relationship. He enjoys causing verbal disagreements and breaking up ‘happy-couples.’ Most of the time he wears a smile but can become maudlin, which is when he acts the most callous. He prefers to be on the outside looking in; while Iro likes to feed directly, Aelius likes to skim along the top, feeding in proximity. Unlike most incubi or succubi, Aelius isn’t that interested in the act of sex. He enjoys physical intimacy, but small touches and being close are more important to him than intercourse.

His appearance depends on the day and his form, though he typicallyprefers heights ranging from 5′6/168 cm to 5′ 10″/178 cm. He’s Roman via Gaul. Nospoilers on his original look. He is an incubus demon, formerly human. He’s roughly 2100 years old.

9. Ramiel (pansexual, he/him) is a Fallen who has many regrets about his past. He is excellent at putting on masks and getting his job done but takes no pleasure in working for Hell. It’s a necessary evil to him. He’s leery of getting close to Gabriel given their past, not wishing to endanger them but unable to stay away either. He used to be a prankster with little grasp on responsibility, prone to rash decisions. Since his Fall he’s learned a lot about himself, having grown into someone who is more mature and aware of who he is. Much of his humor is buried underneath his regret, but it’s not impossible to see.

Ramiel’s walking form stands at 6′6″/198 cmand has dark brown hair, wavy and shoulder-length that he usually pulls back in a tie at the nape of his neck. He usually has five-o-clock shadow. His eyes are a warm honey-brown, but they look tired. His skin is tan and weathered, more suited to someone who works outside than the lawyer he masquerades at. If it weren’t for the expensive tailored suit, custom Italian leather shoes and briefcase, he could be mistaken for one of his clients being held overnight. He has a long straight nose, a thin upper lip and a full lower lip.

He rarely stands straight-backed anymore, his shoulders often curving with the weight of his failures. Still, he cuts a handsome figure, a quiet intensity to him and a warmth in his smile that draws people in, despite the slightly haggard look to him at times. The oldest of the nestmates by a bit.

10. Charleston Sawyer (formerly Valois) (gay, he/him) is another cop at the precinct and a werewolf. His orientation and refusal to continue the family bloodline led to him splitting with the pack he was born in. After a few years he was recruited by the alpha of the Jericho City pack as an Enforcer. He is relatively laid-back and easygoing at work, quicker with a smile. That extends only to his co-workers that he trusts. He quite astute and reads people well, but comes across as a pushover to most cops because of his more reserved nature. In the pack he becomes second because of his martial skills (he’s a Beta second while a second appointed for their ability to deal with emotions and politics is usually an Omega second). At home he tends to be withdrawn and cold, quicker to snarl than help--at least at first. The exception to his attitude at home is his alpha, Tom, and Tom’s daughter, Josie. He expects rejection and awkwardness from most of the pack, and it takes him time to open up and trust them.

He is 5′6″/168 cm and French. He has thick dark brown hair, swept back from his face. He has a neatly trimmed covering of hair one could call a beard, highlighting his rectangular jaw. He has mesmerizing hazel eyes situated beneath dark brows that are often drawn low. His skin is tanned, though whether from sun or natural coloring it’s impossible to tell. He’s 29 at the start of the story. He is pureblood werewolf, and his wolf form is a dark grey that borders on black. He’s stocky and solidly built, with the heaviest musculature of all the ROs, but remains flexible.

11. Tom Garrow (straight, he/him) is the leader of the local werewolf pack and recently widowed. Newly a single-father, he struggles between balancing his daughter and his pack. Well-traveled and educated, he tends to have lofty ideas that sometimes need a dose of practicality. He is not a fan of his wolf nature and tends to try to cover any of his ‘innate savagery’ with an excess of culture in his day-to-day life. He runs an upscale bar for his ‘day’ job and is a shrewd business man. He deliberately appointed Charleston in spite of the majority of the pack’s feelings--wondering if an Enforcer was really the best fit for second--informing them that he was selecting the best person for the job, feelings be damned.

He cares for Charleston as a close friend but often finds himself unable to help with his friend’s issues without making them worse. Respected for his leadership because he puts the safety of the pack first, he can struggle with relationships outside of the pack. He does want to create a more international and cooperative pack that has other supernatural allies but has yet to persuade the pack to his point of view, especially after the death of his wife where they want to close ranks. When in a relationship, he likes to indulge in more of his wolf nature, allowing for some of that freedom that he tries to keep out of his professional life.

Tom is 30 years old at the start of the story and stands at 6′5″/196 cm. Ethnically he’s of Western European descent, mixed. He was born a werewolf, but has human blood in his bloodline. His dark brown hairis of medium-short length just brushing his collar and swept away from his widow’s peak. It’s already starting to silver. His warm brown eyes, which take on a golden hue, are evenly spaced on his oval face, cut by a slightly hooked, Romanesque nose. He has strong bones, though his cheeks run a little towards gaunt. His face remains unlined. His skin is a warm peach. His wolf form is entirely silver, lean and long-legged. His shoulders are broad, but he leans towards slim elegance, a graceful dancer’s build with some definition.

12. Leo Soto (pansexual, he/him) is the werepanther Alpha. Young for an Alpha, he succeeded by killing the previous Alpha as is custom with werepanthers (or so it seems). He is attempting to change the way the pride behaves but meets resistance. A bit of an idealist he is often frustrated by what he calls outdated moralities but lacking little in the way of different life experiences tends to exert the authority of his position when challenged. He often appeals to higher powers for guidance, especially when trying to remain calm. He is eager to work with Gabriel, and is nervous and a little naive when it comes to relationships. He views forgiveness and compassion as priorities, despite little in his life showing him the advantages of those qualities.

He stands at 6′1″/185 cm. He is Hispanic, with sienna skin and broad cheekbones. His solid black hair is usually kept in a long,single braid running down his back. Deep golden-brown eyes are set beneath dark, prominent brows. He has a sharp jawline, softened by the remnants of his youth. His body is honed, ready for fight or flight, sinewy and graceful. His white teeth flash often in smiles from behind soft lips. He has a single tattoo, a pair of angel wings on the nape of his neck, usually concealed by his hair.

13. Ryder (Eljas) Alsvartrson (bisexual, he/him): Warlock, born Eljas but renamed himself Ryder as the centuries passed to blend better. He has a brother named Nate who is a perpetually high necromancer.

Warlocks are territorial due to the nature of their power (demonic bargains) so he is the sole warlock in the city. (Warlocks are a type of magic user, and the term is gender neutral.) He has a soft spot for his brother even though he’s usually found yelling at him. Hates werewolves. Likes to use hellfire to burn things.

He has an intense hatred of weakness and is of the opinion that if you can’t hold onto power then you never deserved it. He has no qualms about killing and isn’t particularly good at relationships. Vain, he likes to enforce stereotypes of what a warlock looks like (according to him) so he goes around dressed in a black leather duster, black boots, black cargo pants, a (you guessed it) black shirt.

He is flattered by people giving him power. He is attracted to power, regardless of gender. Ryder finds ruthlessness and manipulating others a turn on. He can actually be protective of the MC if the relationship is approached carefully, but generally he prefers to be part of a power couple. (The tag #evil bean is his.)

His natural height is 5′5″/165cm, but he wears boots with lifts whenever he’s in public, bumping up his height by two inches. He’s Norse, and has straight, knee-length,white-blonde hair that pours over his thin body. His pale, almost white eyes peer out from beneath almost invisible eyebrows, his thin and humorless lips rest below his hawk nose, the tip of which is just slightly upturned. He has high cheekbones, and a long face, a rectangular jaw line but soft chin. He appears to be about 23 years old. He runs skinny, almost unhealthily so, lanky and lean. Natural physical strength isn’t something he concerns himself with, and one can tell.

14. Zaria Wangari (pansexual, she/her) is half-human, on her father’s side. Her mother is a Sauti ya hila (a species unique to the SoS world). Because of her heritage, she is incapable of hearing normal human vocal ranges, so for most intents and purposes she is deaf. She works as the Medical Examiner for Jericho City Police Department.

Because of her deafness, she typically won’t initiate conversations with unknown people or in large groups as she gets nervous about how she sounds. She is fluent in ASL, and the rest of the precinct has various levels of fluency in it as well.

She tends to respond logically to situations first, always being careful to consider things before speaking. She dislikes being rushed or pressed for quick decisions, and isn’t shy about letting you know so. Questioning her knowledge is a good way to offend her. She’s reserved until she knows you, and then is prone to slipping in teasing remarks when visited in her home domain (that being her office and lab). Outside of work, she enjoys spending time outside with Rolo, her Komondor (aka large mop dog). She is a wine aficionado.

Looking sharp and well-presented is important to her, and she is meticulous about the aesthetic feel of her office and home. Going to crime scenes can stress her out because of the potential for crowds and unexpected people; she likes being in control, and places with a lot of people tend to put her on the defensive and she shuts down. Going out in groups with friends that she knows is usually the way she counters for the lack of control in new environments, but in general she prefers to be a creature of habit.

Her natural eye-color is violet, so she wearsamber-contacts most of the time. Zaria’s hair is a wavy cascade of mahogany that she usually wears pulled back in a bun. Her natural eye-color is violet, so she wears amber-colored contacts. She often wears high-heeled boots that bump her height up to 6’ 2"/188cm (she’s actually 6’0"/183cm). She is 29 years old at the start of the story, but is often mistaken for being a decade younger. Luckily her height stops most people from attempting to card her or question if she’s truly old enough to have obtained her Doctorate in Forensic Pathology. She has prominent, high cheekbones and full lips. Her nose is broad, and her eyebrows arched. She has long legs and long, elegant fingers. She’s lean, but has broad shoulders, and knows how to flatter her assets.

15. Michael (pansexual, he/him) is an archangel and nestmate of Gabriel. Young Michael was eager to please and desperate to belong. Older Michael has become jaded and is a source of nearly constant conflict. His version of being overprotective comes across as controlling and stifling. Somewhere along the way something changed him, and the new Michael is often angry and upset, no real cause required.

In angel form, Michael stands at 6′2″/188 cm. Michael wears his long blond hair in a neat, single braid down his back. It falls to midback.There’s nothing in particular that stands out about his looks–standard black eyes, golden skin, large gold wings, lean and muscular build. His nose is on the small size, some might say more button-nose than not, his lips are thin, and his chin has a stubborn jut to it. In human form, Michael’s form is 5′10″/178 cm. His hair is cropped short and blonde, about an inch-and-a-half in length. He has wide whiskey brown eyes. He has a stubborn chin, a short face, and a button-nose. His shoulders are narrow and his frame lean. His lips are thin and usually turned down to mirror the slant of his thick, light blonde eyebrows. His skin is an almost unhealthy shade of white. Slightly older than Gabriel.

#master post #ROs #character descriptions #All the ROs #all the romances #Alice #Iain #Stephanie #Zaria #Charleston #Tadea #Leo #Tom #Karyn #Iro #Aelius #Ryder #Sabriel #Ramiel #Michael

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rosesanthology · 5 years ago

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Escape Plan | Matsukawa Issei x F!Reader [mafia!AU]

This took me SO MUCH TIME to write aaaaaah it's not surprising that it's so long :0 i just have many many feelings for Matsukawa Issei ALSO im begging y'all to listen to the playlist before/as you read please !!

Im kinda pissed that i cant add a "read more" option since im on mobile tho :\

(Also ngl at first i planned to get one of the 2 shot but i didn't have the heart to go thru with it)

Warnings : Fluff, it starts with humor but at some point it gets angsty ???? Idk y'all tell me

- Au that could be considered as a ennemies-to-lovers type of situation

[Tags] : @raevaioli and @haikoo like i cannot stress this enough @haikoo this your main manz

- if you could only use one sentence to describe your job to a Karen it would be : stealing from the rich in order to trick other rich people

- you had been what the people would call a spy for most of your life now, the Tokyo based Nekoma Organisation being something close to a family

- you worked with both of your very good friends, Kuroo Testurou and Kozume Kenma

- Kuroo, the leader of your little squad, had been the first one to open up to you when you joined

- he was a gifted chemistry genius and you were sure he could make any poison or soporific out of the most random stuff

- he also had insane combat and physical abilities which made him fit to act in a lab as well as on mission grounds

- Kenma was a little more reserved at first, he was the same age as you but still was really reluctant to accept you as one of his own at first

- when he saw how much Kuroo trusted you and how interested you were in his work he slowly but surely found himself caring for you

- to put it simply Kenma, better known as "apple pi" was a hacker. His job ranged from creating computer viruses to full on enabling the security of whole museums

- despite his cute appearance and shy demeanor he was probably the scariest of you three

- finally, you Y/L L/N was the infiltration and weapons expert of the group, you could weild literally anything from guns, to swords to,,,,,metal rods (but you don't wanna talk about this one) and you were of great help when deciding which infiltration angle was the best in missions

- Kuroo, under the orders of Boss Nekomata, quickly taught you the dangers and ways of the job during your first months working with them, the organisation specializing in outsmarting rich bastards and stealing their precious ressources in order to make "better use of them"

- if they were hoarding a particularly efficient brand of medicine, your goal was to steal it all, and sell it to people in need for free or a low price

- if they were in possession of some important object like let's say,,,,,the construction plans for the emperor's new vacation house, you stole it, made copies to sell at a high price to the highest bidder and your good affiliate, the Fukurodani Corporation would keep an eye on the original as part of their personnal collection, you were fine with that

- yeah they were others organisations like that in Tokyo, your friends from the Fukurodani Corp of course but also the Shiratorizawa elite crime group with who you had worked a couple times before

- ah and there was the Yakuzas too....honestly they were the only group in Tokyo with whom you were still on dangerous terms with

- they didn't like Nekoma in their affairs and you didn't like them in yours, but you tolerated each other

- your boss had established a truce with the representant of the big Yakuza group of your area, Kondo "the viper" Takara, a truly scary woman who had blasted her way to the one of the top positions of the hierarchy

- she even had a cool nickname ヾ(｀ε´)ノ

- but you knew better than to mess with them

- all in all y'all kept doing your jobs well, not bothering anybody

- except for one remaining rivalry with some Miyagi group

- the Aoba Johsai Institution.

- well, rivalry would be a strong word because you kinda got along with that Iwaizumi guy, he was a great hand to hand combat fighter and you respected that

- the others however ? Trash. 👁3👁

- they seem to act like Tokyo will be their territory in the next 5 seconds flat like ??

- THEY DON'T EVEN GO THERE ????

- "they be acting like they can just swoop in and eat OUR rich" you had told Kuroo and Kenma one day over ramen

- spoiler alert : it was a bad idea cause Kuroo snorted and almost made the noodles go up his nose

- no but seriously they always seemed to take advantage of YOUR missions to attract attention

- how did they even know which missions you were on anyway ??? (Kenma and Kunimi are actually good friends cause they play video games together but he'd never tell you that)

- it's like that one time you infiltrated a business company's heir's residence and then you came across a dude named Hanamaki and you had the HARDEST time whisper shouting to him how blowing up the whole place was a bad idea to retrieve one (1) diamond

- at the end you felt so tired that you gave it to him anyway ಥ_ಥ ("just take it ffs" "really ??" "Don't make me regret this")

- they also had the single worst person ever on one of their teams.

- Matsukawa Issei

- just thinking about it made you want to take your metal bat and break something in your shared room with your two other friends

- seriously that guy was like the epitome of clownery

- he's also supposed to be his team's gun expert except that's not the best task for someone who refuses to take anything with him but his freaking FISTS

- the first time you had met y'all ended up being on the same case to assassinate some guy who had kidnapped some cute freckled kid from a place in Miyagi called Karasuno

- EXCEPT HE WAS IN TOKYO SO IT WAS YOUR DUTY !!! NOT HIS !!!!

- you had Kenma on the earbud telling you about the guy's position in the club you were currently one street away from. You were posted on the rooftop of a building with a sniper rifle ready to get done with it and go save the kid but GUESS WHO COMES IN FISTS SWINGING WHEN YOU LITERALLY HAD THE TARGET IN SIGHT

- and he had the nerve to look straight toward your rifle's aim and flip you off while smirking

- sir you're about to catch these hands🚶🏽

- he had knocked him out alright and he got the young boy out but you were NOT ready to let that slide so you quickly got down and crossed path with him at the back exit of the club

- "what exactly do you think you were doing in there ?" Listen. You may have sounded confident enough saying that but you had NO idea that this dude was like a whole ass giraffe

- and he knew he was tall so he had the audacity to say

- "sorry can't hear you so well from down there midget, i was just doing my job (▰˘◡˘▰)" if it weren't for the karasuno boy being right there you would have stabbed his kneecaps on sight

- anyway after that y'all just seemed to run into each other wayyyy too often

- insults were shared just as often tho

- "well butter my buns and call me betty broker if it isn't my sweet little midget shooting people !"

- "stfu before i choke you"

- "kinky but can you reach my neck ?"

- "you've sunk low enough"

-so yeah f u n t i m e s

- aside from that, business was going great but Kuroo had had news of a very important mission for you but he insisted on letting Boss Nekomata tell you about it himself for some reason

- he'd never done that :(

- you were kinda hurt that your best friend was hiding stuff from you tbh :(

- and Kenma did not seem to know more than you for now

- so you spent a whole week just mopping around

- sometimes you would go and poke fun and the newbie Lev Haiba but it wasn't the same

- Kuroo and Kenma kept working on missions while you were left waiting for that one assignment that Nekomata seemed to keep you for

- until today when Kuroo finally told you that the boss was requesting you in his office

- ngl you were EXCITED

- maybe you would have to zipline down the Tokyo tower (σ≧▽≦)σ maybe he was going to let you take a chainsaw with you this time (σ≧▽≦)σ

- maybe he- "oh" you deadpanned, stepping foot into the office and seeing none other than your arch nemesis, Matsukawa Issei in all his pisces clown glory

- "why tf are you there shitty eyebrows"

- "i had a good day too Y/N ! thanks for asking :D" today was the day. You were 100% ready to kill him and the knife that was attached to your thigh strap seemed like such a good option rn-

- "stop it you two. Y/N take a sit" Nekomata gestured, as you didn't hesitate to listen to your superior even fully aware of Mattsun's eyes annoyingly following your every movement

-"Okay so. Y/N i know you may be wondering why Matsukawa's here but to put it simply we've been informed that a rich family have gotten their hands on one of Aoba Johsai's rarest item : a gold engraved katana that belonged to their first boss"

- "so what do you need us for ?" You didn't mean to use "us" but you knew better than to piss off your boss, he was like a parental figure come on

- "i need you guys to infiltrate an auction held by said family and steal it back in the span of one week. It's up to you to work together or not but keep in mind that our arrangement states that we're autorised to make copies of the katana for future sells."

- you guys nodded, after all you were professionnals before everything and you were about to leave when Nekomata put something on the table

- "here are the keys to your appartment near the auction site it'll be your hideout !"

-.....now this had to be a cruel joke-

- "id rather sleep under a bridge then live with her for a whole week"

- "wow this is the first time we agree on something Mattsun" the oh so familiar nickname dripped in venom as you said it, unsure of what was supposed to happen

- "oh yes you could but i suppose that you don't have the supplies and tools that you will definitely need during that mission :)"

- you locked eyes with the brunette for a minute before reluctantly stomping to the table and grabbing hold of the keys and adress written on a paper, storming out of the door, letting out a loose "come on shitty eyebrows we have data to collect" to your new....partner ? Ugh it was about to be a long week

- it turns out the appartment was a lot smaller than you hoped for, with two single person beds, a computer post and different storing purposed furniture

- it was a common thing however, because the last thing an undercover spy would want is to draw attention with a flashy hideout

- the first step was to gather information on who would be at the auction which shouldnt be too hard

- "hey ill take the lead and contact my friend so that he can determine who is going to be here" you said as you sat on the chair in front of the computer

- "mm yeah you do that ill check what kind of weapons have been provided to us" Mattsun had no difficulty finding them as the drawers well full of them....this was very promising

- Kenma had just sent you the list of people that had been invited to the event, and you recognised many names as being members of the powerful Yakuza group lead by Konda Takara, of course.....the infamous viper herself

- you called out to Mattsun to show him and briefly explained what they were up too and how they usually fonctionned

- the auction was to take place the last 3 days after an opening party, leaving the rest of the week for preparations

- they usually took their time in comitting their crimes so you thought that stopping them mid plan by taking advantage of it was the best way to get the sword

- Mattsun didn't have anything to say for the moment, seemingly thoughtful about the whole situation

- "just so you know" you started, already regretting the decision of talking in your head, "i don't plan on being friends with you anytime soon but i feel like for this we should at least try not to rip each other's hair out"

- "i never planned on that second option"

- "huh ?"

- "i hope you know that we've never had a single conversation without insults of some kind before so for the sake of both of us it would be better to actually get to know each other since we're supposed to work together"

- you hated to admit it

- but he was right

- however you didn't comment on it, opting for throwing him a dry "let's sleep" before plopping yourself on your own bed on the other side of the room

- this is about to be one hell of a week

-3 days had passed in the crammed appartement both you and Mattsun struggling to inform yourself on each specific individual that was going to be present at the auction

- right now, you were both sitting on the floor, wearing simple oversized shirts and pyjama pants and shorts, cheese pizza box laying on top of the document covered surface

- "Mattsun, pass me the paper about Okuda Takeda please" :000

- Matsukawa froze, because he knew that in 2 days of living together y'all had establised that you wouldn't be at each other's throats

- but hearing you using his nickname unironically and saying please ???? That was still something he had to get used to

- "what are you staring at ? Give me the paper shitty eyebrows >:[" ah there she was

- "thats my girl" he thought, handing you the document and resuming his own reading

- here's the catch : Mattsun was head over heels in love with you since like day 1 that Hanamaki told him about this pretty girl who let him take the diamond from his mission. He tried to repress his feelings as he had noticed that you seemed way closer with your friend Kuroo who he had seen on missions with you

- maybe you liked him

- he would understand, he seemed way more confident than him and he was also probably way smarter since he was a genius and all

- also the way you were always soft to him and not Matsukawa kinda got to him

- he wanted you to hug HIM after a mission too and NOT insult him

- but he judged it for the better as he still got to be close to you in his own way with the playful fights you always seemed to pick with him

- it was easier than confronting his feelings or rejection

- this mission proved to make things so much harder for him tho

- like yeah he saw you being a badass plenty of other times but now ?

- he got to see you being all clingy and grumpy in the morning (he never knew being called a dumbass while you were falling back asleep on his shoulder was his thing but hey) , got to see your nose scrunch up when you were focusing on mapping out the position of the vent system of the venue

- he could go on for hours about how much he loved you and your plan was not making it easy.....profiting off the yakuzas' plan took way too much waiting and he understood that you wanted it to go as well as possible but he just couldn't keep living like this until then

- it felt like torture

- and he did not want to see you in that gorgeous dress that you were supposed to wear at the auction during the infiltration

- he knew that a couple more days could drive him crazy and make him do dumb shit like kissing you

- he had thought about that a lot of times but never brought himself to do it because je knew it was pointless

- he had to take action now

- the night of the opening ceremony, the day before the Yakuzas would start their scheme

- both of you were laying in your beds, awake, that was a habit you had developped over the past nights, you were just, aware of each other's presence and then sometime you would ask him something about his life, his friends, himself

- it made his heart beat too fast everytime and he could feel himself falling even more by the second when he heard you giggling talking about the time you pulled a prank on your friend Yaku with Kuroo

- he knew that you were already very sleepy from the way you were slurring your words

- "Y/N do you hate me ?" He said, abruptly and he heard a strangled laugh coming from you followed up by the question

- "what's that for dummy ?"

- "please answer" he asked in a whisper, sounding almost desperate

- you took a second to think about it

-you had grown quite close to your tall partner in such a short period of time, even letting your guard down and stopping from being so defensive

- "i don't hate you....i could never" you said the last part more to yourself tho but Matsukawa didn't miss it, he wished he did as he heard the soft sighs coming from your now sleeping form

- his heart ached as he got up, putting on his black coat over his mathing turtleneck shirt, taking his gun and spare map of the auction venue

- you were totally going to hate him now....

- and then he left for the opening party

- the rain was pouring outside

- for some reason you couldn't sleep well that night

- that only happened whenever Kuroo was out on a mission at night or Kenma was working in his office

- you hated sleeping alone, you couldn't do it

- being alone was the one thing you dreaded the most in your life, death was nothing if nobody knew where you were, if nobody aknowledged your existence you weren't alive

- but Mattsun was there and you trusted him.

- yeah you were kind of an ass to him during like 90% of your interactions with him but you just didn't know how to talk to him ??? He was so strong and good at what he did so you couldn't help but feel admiration but also intimidation

- yet you've felt probably more comfortable with him than anyone in your life (yes even Kuroo and Kenma weirdly enough)

- it was a nice feeling

- maybe it was because you saw him differently than them...

- but anyway

- you felt like yourself around him

- and yet

- why couldn't you sleep ?

- "Mattsun ?" You called out to him, voice cracked from not having used it for a while

- no answer

- maybe he didn't hear you over the rain....?

- you had a bad feeling about this

- "Mattsun ?" You called out a little louder, sitting up

- yep definitely

- you turned on the light and to your surprise, Matsukawa was nowhere in sight

- your heart sunk at the realization

- you were alone

- what about the plan ? Ah its true that he never said anything about it

- did he not trust you enough with it ? Did he think you were too assertive ?

- you wanted to cry but it seemed as if your brain wasn't working, your body rushing on its own to check the date and time on your phone : past 10pm on thursday night.....

- the opening party !

- "shit shit shit he must have gone there to take them by surprise wtf is he thinking doing this alone?" You thought aloud, maybe it would trick your body into not being scared

- at this point you were terrified, rushing to get the red dress on as well as putting your 2 guns under each of your thigh straps

- is he alone ? Surrounded by highly trained and dangerous Yakuzas ? What if....you were too late ?

- you didn't have time to think too much about it as you knew that this kind of thoughts led nowhere.

- you had to infiltrate that party the fastest you've ever done in your life and see for yourself, luckily, the venue was only a few crossroads away from your appartment

- truth was Mattsun's plan was not so bad

- after all you had insisted on making him find info on every staff member there too so it's thanks to you if he just so happened to know what type of guy that one waitress liked in order to flirt with her and convince her that he had forgotten his watch in one of the closed off aeras of the venue

- the place was absolutly gigantic, after all it was a mansion bought will illegal money

- he hated this, he just wanted to get it over with, retrieve the sword, gtfo and go back to Miyagi forever so that he wouldn't feel the pain of the illusion of being by your side when you were clearly far ahead of him

- you'd always been anyway

- he had finally reached the generator room and opened the vents with much difficulty as the room was a mess of cardboard boxes and storage shelves

- he was just going to cut the power, which would take about 15 minutes to get back, allowing him to go thru the vents to the main hall that was right thru the wall to his side, retrieve the sword and just make a run for it

- hopefully the rain would cover most of the sound he made so that was even better

- see that would have been great if he hadn't felt the icy cold metal of a gun at the nape of his neck as he was fiddling with the generator

- he had been caught.

- it was the end.

- shit he fucked the whole mission over and now even you didn't have a chance to-

- "what exactly do you think you're doing Mattsun ?" You said coldly even tho the hurt in your tone didnt go unnoticed by the taller man

- "haha Y/N whatchu doing here on this fine night ? You look stunning btw"

- "Cut the crap shitty eyebrows i asked you a question"

- you finally lowered your gun allowing your harsh glare to show how upset you truly were

- damn, Matsukawa really felt shitty :\

- he'd never seen you like that- well not soaked from the rain but....so vulnerable to him

- all your feelings talks happened in the dark of night in your hideout, he'd never seen your face look so pained before

- "I did what was best for both us..."

- "bullshit." He wasn't sure that he believed himself either to be honest

- "what the fuck are you even doing anyway ? I thought you and i were in this mission together ?? Did nothing matter to you ? I finally think that i found someone who i could trust other than my fucking family and that's what you do ? Ditch me for your own profit ?? You did what was best for your damn self Matsukawa"

- you were upset. He got it really, his insecurities had gotten the best of him like they often did....except he didn't have the strength to confront them, to confront you about it. So he got it and he didn't retaliate.

- "so what ?? You're not even going to say anything ?? Not even TRY to fucking apologize ? Do you really don't care ?" You searched for his eyes, but little did you know that he just....couldn't talk nor maintain eye contact with you right now

- "Mattsun...i thought you and i had...something ? I don't know maybe i hallucinated or some shit but i thought we were at least friends you know ? D-did you ever tolerate me at all ?"

- your voice cracked, it got lower and it cracked, and at that moment he was sure his heart broke right at this instant too

- he wanted to tell you that that was the farthest thing from the truth

- he wanted to tell you that he loved you

- but you were too far. Once again, you were miles ahead of him, more than ever

- and the sound of voices coming from the corridor did NOT HELP

- you could not afford being found here so with the professionalism left in you, you pushed your feelings away and pulled Mattsun behind a shelf, crouching and waiting

- you were so close he could feel you shivering from the cold and he felt so so bad

- but now was not really the moment

- "didn't you hear shouting ?" Shit. Maybe you should have waited until getting out of here for your heart to heart because this guard was definitely not trippin

- there were 2, luckily they didn't have the idea to split up to search the room, all you had to do was move low and close to the walls in order reach the door and well....the katana literally could not matter less to any of y'all rn

- at this moment you really regretted going out in such a hurry completly forgetting to contact Kenma, he could have hacked into the camera system and told you were they were so easily.....

- anyway, despite that you guys were stealthy enough to get out if the room

- now the problem was getting out of here.....

- you held Mattsun's wrist loosely as you ran thru the corridor of the building, thunder raging and labored breathing filling the silence

- "Y/N we could get out from the rooftop !" Right....if you could only get there then maybe you could just parcour your way out of this by getting on other rooftops....damn you were glad Matsukawa always thought of every escape plan possible

- you didn't really mean what you said earlier

- yes, you were disappointed but, you were also scared for his dumbass

- and rn may not be the best moment to realize it as you were most likely in a life of death situation but....you loved him

- fuck you loved him so much that you were running in a goddamn dress right now

- "i truly hoped it wasn't you" said a voice from the end of the lobby

- of course it just had to be the Yakuza boss you dreaded so much

- Kondo was just standing there, arms crossed but you knew better than to take her lightly

- "did you come to retrieve it ?" Its funny how her voice seemed to dominate even the full on storm outside, the occasional lightning bolt shining light from the huge windows into the corridor

- "No....let us pass please we just want to leave" Mattsun felt how tensed you were and immediatly rested his hand on his gun handle under his coat

- "yeah sure sweetheart but only if you tell your guard dog to calm down unless he wants me to cut his fingers clean off" she threatened nonchalantly as her hand met the handle of her own katana strapped to her belt

- Matsukawa was deadass glaring at her so hard you didn't recognise him

- he honestly looked like he could take her on but...you didn't feel like testing this theory tonight

- "hey hey, it's alright" you soothed him, putting your hand on his arm and squeezing slightly

- it seemed to work because he quickly let go of his gun even tho he was still glaring

- "let us go" he said firmly

- she pushed herself out of the way and motionned with her arm as if to say "go on~" in the most theatrical way

- you passed her without issues and soon found yourself on the roofs as planned in Mattsun's escape route and made it safely to the streets, rain still pouring

- you were finally letting out a breathe you didn't know you were holding all this time

- you were alive and most importantly, so was he

- you turned around and were ready to say something when he cut you off by grabbing your arms and pulling you into a kiss

- it was short but it managed to get his point across very well as well as warm you up when he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his forehead against yours

- "i love you Y/N....i swear i didn't mean to hurt you and put you in danger like that....if i knew i would have done things differently i-"

- "i love you too Mattsun and it's never been a problem to me, i've done way more dangerous things in my life than rescue my boyfriend from getting killed dummy"

- in the end, you weren't alone

- somehow he had become, your escape plan from it

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