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two-white-butterflies · 1 year

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post mortem | part one

Description: Six thieves gather hostages and lock themselves in the Royal Mint of Spain - a criminal mastermind by the alias of the Dragon manipulates the police to buy them enough time to print money. (money heist au) Pairing: Daemon Targaryen x Reader, Aegon Targaryen x Reader, and Aemond Targaryen x Reader. Rating: Mature 18+

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"These masks are unfashionable," Aegon huffs throwing the mask far away from his glorious face. "What are you talking about? They're fucking rad." Aemond rolls his eyes - holding the pistol near his waist. He couldn't believe that his brother wanted to talk about 'masks' in the middle of a heist.

"Notice how they're rad, and not scary." Aegon scoffs.

"You know what's scary, Mickey Mouse, Scooby Doo and Goofy." you shrug, placing the gun in safety mode. You were still a few miles away from the Royal Mint - and you weren't expecting to fire the gun at any hostages. Unless of course, Daemon had other plans.

"That's what I'm saying!" Aegon agrees, earning another eye-roll from his younger brother. "If some bastard enters the room with a mickey mouse mask while pointing a gun at me - I'd be shitting my pants. Everyone thinks he's psycho because you can't just mix kids and weapons together." you explain even further, agreeing that the masks were a tad 'unfashionable'.

"Then a Jesus mask would be scarier, because he's innocent." Helaena suddenly barges in the conversation - wearing the mask properly, and not leaving any holes for anyone to see her face through. "You know what they say, it's better to have two guns than one crucifix." you nod, and the entire van agrees.

"Like a saint with two guns," Aegon hums.

"- shut the hell up, I refuse to go to hell for your blasphemy." Aemond rolls his good eye, and a scoff exits their uncle's mouth. "Thou shalt not steal. I'm afraid you're going to hell for something else, son." Daemon responds - cocking his gun and pointing it at the floor.

(Santillana del Mar, 7 MONTHS BEFORE D-DAY)

"Hello," your father faintly answered on the other line - there was a bit of static, but it was clear enough for you to hear him. "Hey," you replied with a smile. It's been six-months since you've last spoken to one another. "Where are you?" he interrogated, fear dripping from his every tone. "I'm leaving," you answered, looking around you.

There wasn't much to go around in this country - you were wanted for killing your ex-lover, and the police didn't have enough patience to listen to your side of the story. "I'll find a job in a Chinese boat. I'll work as a cook." you exhale, feeling the tears creeping from your eyelids. "- you always scolded me because I couldn't boil an egg, but now I'll have to learn." you chuckle.

"I don't know if they eat eggs there mi vida, they're Chinese - wouldn't they eat Chinese food?" your father teased, looking for humor in such dark situation. You silently wipe the tears that were falling from your eyes. "I want to see you for the last time," you whisper - contemplating on whether or not it was the right decision.

The telephone beeps - telling you that you had a minute left.

"Meet me in the butcher's shop," you hang up - adjusting your backpack that held your entire life. Will you have to learn Cantonese?

You take a step away from the payphone, lifting your hood - so that no one would recognize you.

You were about to enter a literal and a figurative slaughterhouse, that was until a knight in shining armor saves you.

The chilly winter air began to flood inside your expensive coat - a shiver runs down your spine sensing that someone was following you. You turn your head slightly - attempting to have a clear view of the person chasing after you.

It was a black car that had all the windows rolled down.

A groan escapes your mouth - the driver was probably a cat-caller, and it would be best to ignore him. "Hey!" the man yelled with his passenger door open. You continued walking away - eyes searching the streets for any signs of police.

"I don't think working in a Chinese boat is a good idea," he moved his car slowly, anticipating your reaction.

You turn to look at him - hand pawing at the roof of his car, pointing a rusty pistol in his face. "How do you know that?" you interrogate, thinking that he was a member of the police force. "The police has been placing tabs on you." he explained, raising both of his hands in mock surrender. "Don't worry - I'm not part of the police," he smirks, patting the empty space beside him.

A sigh escapes your mouth - seeing that you had no other choice. He brings out a DLSR 1000D, showing you pictures of your father talking to one of your town's inspectors. "You're pretty," he mumbles to himself - and you cock your gun - pointing it at his...cock.

Completely unaware that this man was about to become your guardian angel. Well, the best part about any relationship - is that you forget the reason you met each other. He clenches his jaw, but remains unmoved. "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry." he apologized, slowly moving the gun away from his private part.

"What do you need me for, anyways?" you inquire.

He says your name in an articulated breath - explaining all the shit that you did - and all the shit that you were accused of doing. "2.4 Billion Euros, you can buy yourself a new coat." he pointed at the hole on your side. "A heist - the greatest in all the world." he exaggerated - a small smile paints your face.

If you were going to be wanted for something - wouldn't it be great to be wanted for the greatest crime in Europe?

The drive to his estate was rocky and silent in the first half - but on the second half - that was when things started to get truly rocky. His fingers dipped inside your mound, inserting it back and forth as he drove. "Ahh," you moaned, grip tightening around the seatbelt.

"Do you usually fuck the guys you meet?" he teased - turning to look at your writhing body. "Do you usually fuck the girls you meet?" you moaned - slurring on your sentences.

"I'm not sure - I'll have to see," he replied, taking his fingers off your pussy and licking it clean.

"The names Daemon, by the way." he introduced himself.

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sleeping-on-cracking-ice · 3 years

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can you make the sfw alphabet for hyunjin? i rlly loved the one with félix <3

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SFW Alphabet | Hwang Hyunjin

{Stray Kids Masterlist}

Warnings: suggestive themes but it’s only mentioned once

A - Affection

(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first Hyunjin would be unsure with showing his affection

He would take a while before opening up to someone like that

So with his S/O, he wouldn’t be overly affectionate or touchy at first

But after be becomes way more confident around them, he would literally never let go

I can see his love language being either physical touch or acts of service

When he gets the chance to relax with his S/O, he’d be like a leech

Would keep his arms so tightly wrapped around them and complain whenever they tried to remove him

Even when just sitting on the couch together, literally all his limbs would be caging his S/O

He seems like the type to be very clingy to those he feels comfortable around, so his S/O would never catch a break

For acts of service, he would do small things for his S/O just to show he cares

Like making them some food after they’ve had a bad day or giving their head a rub when they’re lying in bed at night

B - Best Friend

(What would they be like as a best friend?)

Loud and annoying best friend definitely

Like his best friend doesn’t get a break from him

He’d be the type to just show up at their house uninvited

What’s theirs is his

Knows exactly how to make parents like him cause he’s so polite so he’d be the favourite

Sleepovers galore and walking to the park at some ridiculous time in the morning

He’d be the type to give his all in a friendship, so he’d be incredibly loyal and expects that back from his best friend

C - Cuddles

(Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He’d only be very cuddly when it’s just him and his S/O

He’d be nervous to do it in front of people, even if it’s in front of the rest of Stray Kids

He would still sit on their lap / have them sit on his if he’s comfortable

But when their alone he would be a lot more intimate

Like lying across the top of them or running his hands along under their shirt

His favourite way to cuddle would be him simply just having his head in his S/O’s lap

He would love it because he’s a dramatic princess and would beg for his S/O to play with his hair and braid it

Every night he would just slump on the couch and force them to sit up straight so he can place his head on their thigh and they immediately knows what he wants

D - Domestic

(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He’d wouldn’t be fussed in terms of settling down quickly

Although he would always think how cute it would be to share an apartment with his S/O where he gets to see them everyday

And when they finally do move in together, him and his S/O would become so fussy in terms of chores

Always disagree on who does what, so they’d have to end up doing it together so they can suffer the frustration together

They would usually share both the cooking and cleaning, but Hyunjin would prefer to cook since he’s rather decent at it

But overall, hates doing housework but he would rather jump off a cliff before he watches his S/O do it all on their own

E - Ending

(If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Hyunjin seems like the type to avoid a break up as much as he can

If there was an issue between him and his S/O, he would try everything in his power to work it out without resorting to a break up

If he was to break up with his S/O, he would feel guilty about it

It would take him a while to muster up the courage to do it (unless there was a major problem)

He would want to stay friends with his S/O, and would always promise them they would remain close

Hyunjin wouldn’t let him and his S/O’s relationship end badly, but more on a mutual agreement

If his S/O was to suddenly break up with him though, he would get very in denial about it

His sadness comes out in anger, causing a screaming match between the two as he keeps denying them trying to break up with him

But after a while, when he’s calmed down, he would sit down with them and listen to their reasoning

It would take a while for him to recover from it, as he seems the type to pin his needs onto his S/O slightly

Some days would be worse than others, but soon enough he would be back to his cheery self and would accept being their friend again

He realises that staying together as friends with them would at least mean he still gets to see them

F - Fiancé(e)

(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Hyunjin seems like the type to take a while to commit to someone

Even when he first meets someone, he has to take a while to get to know them before he feels comfortable

Most people are like that though

But in a relationship, he would at first come across as either shy or aloof, as he wouldn’t be incredibly affectionate or loud

But when he starts getting comfortable, pray for his S/O

Doesn’t leave them alone, never

He couldn’t have a relationship with someone if they weren’t also his best friend though

So when he’s finally comfortable, he would become so committed

Always just assumes that he and his S/O will get married

Talks about it like it’s happening tomorrow

Of course it would be sometime in the far future, but he would love talking to people about what him and his S/O have planned for their wedding

G - Gentle

(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

When he first starts dating, he would be so afraid of hurting his S/O, physically or emotionally

Comes back to how it takes a while for him to get comfortable with someone

But after him and his S/O become a lot closer and start to understand each other’s limits when it comes to harsh jokes or rough play

He does not hold back

Physically, he’s not at all gentle

When his S/O is just minding their business, he would take it as an invitation to tackle them to the ground

Or to pick them up and throw them over his shoulder

Even when just playfighting, he gets so competitive and his S/O has to beg him to lay off to let them breathe

Emotion wise, literally the last thing he would ever want was to hurt his S/O emotionally

Although sometimes he may accidentally say something that could be taken the wrong way, he never has bad intentions

He would love a relationship where him and his S/O can cuss each other out without actually meaning any of the harsh jokes

But if he ever accidentally goes too far and offends his S/O, he feels so guilty

Apologises to them over and over and makes it up with kisses and loving compliments

H - Hugs

(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He obviously enjoys hugs so much

Only when he’s alone with his S/O though

In public, he wouldn’t be too lovey-dovey because he gets shy about it

But he also thinks his relationship doesn’t need to be seen by everyone else

But when he’s alone with his S/O, he becomes a lot more affectionate

Especially after a long day and him and his S/O are both sleepy and cuddling on the couch or before they go to sleep

You know those sudden urges to squeeze something that’s really cute? Yeah, he would get that every time he looks at his S/O

They could literally be doing anything and he would just throw himself at them, whining about how cute they are

But I think he would hug them the most when they’re in bed and just about to go to sleep

He could lay awake for hours and cuddle them, chatting and kissing with them until his words slur from tiredness

Usually his hugs would be very playful, but also would make his S/O feel very safe at the same time

He’s quite tall, and if his S/O is smaller than him, he would envelope them in his arms

When they’re lying down, he would wrap all his limbs around them, trapping them against his body

If they’re his height or taller, he would always give them back hugs and nuzzle his face against their back

I - I Love You

(How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes a very long while for Hyunjin to say it surprisingly

It would seem to be a very intimate thing to say for Hyunjin, so he would want to say it with a lot of meaning, not just during a simple conversation

But other than that, he probably prefers to say how much he loves his S/O in different ways like helping them with stuff and affection

When he does tell them, it would be in a situation like if they’re at the beach together late at night

His S/O may have had a bad argument with their sibling or their parent, and Hyunjin would have taken them to get Chinese food and sit in the cold air on the hood of his car to make them forget about their situation

They may be crying in his arms, having suddenly not feeling well and needing some affection

But during that moment and seeing his S/O so vulnerable in front of him would make him soft

It would just slip out, and he wouldn’t regret it when they lift their head and give him a kiss straight on the lips as a “I love you too”

J - Jealousy

(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He doesn’t get jealous too often, but when he does he gets jealous

Like resting bitch face, cold shoulder jealous

It’s not pretty, and a lot of the time I think his S/O would be able to tell quickly when he’s feeling replaced by someone

But he’d be that annoying type of jealous and be like “no I’m fine” when clearly he’s not

If it happens while they’re out at a party or something, he would be so passively aggressive towards the person he’s jealous of

Beyond petty

But when him and his S/O get back home, he would become so touchy and upset about it

Always begs for their attention and love, since he felt so left out when they were out

Denies it by the morning though, using the excuse “I was just tired”

K - Kisses

(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss their partner? Where do they like to be kissed?)

With Hyunjin’s big pouty lips, I’m sure he gives the best kisses

He would always be willing to give his S/O kisses, never gives up the opportunity to drown them in his affection

But he’s very teasing about it

Sometimes to annoy his S/O, he’ll pout his lips and lean towards them like he’s about to kiss them, but when they lean in he’ll turn away like nothing happened

Always gets himself pinned and getting smothered when his S/O has put up with it for too long

He doesn’t kiss his S/O passionately in front of other people, especially the other members

Because most likely Minho wouldn’t leave them alone about it

His favourite place to kiss his S/O would be their cheeks

Especially if they have squishy cheeks, since he can press his face against the chub and coo about how cute they are

His favourite place to be kissed would weirdly be around his shoulders and collarbones

Especially after a stressful day and he gets to flop into bed with his S/O and they take his shirt off and give him loving kisses around his neck and shoulders to make him relax

Never fails to help him drift off to sleep in their arms

L - Little Ones

(How are they around children?)

(I had to go back and watch that video of Hyunjin and Changbin playing with kids again for this lmafooo)

Hyunjin actually loves kids

If his S/O has younger siblings/cousins/nieces/nephews who he can play with, omg he’s over the moon

Will spend all his time trying to entertain kids

If there’s ever a time when he and his S/O have to babysit a relative’s baby, he’d immediately turn into dad mode

But throughout the time he would secretly be imagining that him and his S/O are parents looking after their own kid

Some times he becomes a bit of a punching bag for the kids, which is always funny to watch

But seeing his S/O with kids would make him blush so hard though

Like he finds the sight so cute and would always look forward to the far future when they can both have their own little family

M - Morning

(How are mornings spent with them?)

Lazy mornings

Takes him literally ages to open his eyes in the morning

His S/O would always wake up and find themselves wrapped up in his limbs since he becomes so cuddly at night

He prefers to stay in bed for a while and just chat, because he takes a while to wake up fully

They have to pry him off them if they don’t want to sleep in for hours

But quite literally they have to drag him out by his arms while he’s whinging about it being too early

N - Night

(How are nights spent with them?)

At night, he would be the complete opposite than in the morning

Always tries to keep his S/O awake with him because he’s a night owl and wants them to keep him company

Usually at night he would become more quiet though

Like he just wants some down time with is S/O and just spend hours on the couch together watching movies and cuddling

But his favourite would be just lying in bed with them while they play with his long hair or run their fingers along their back

He could lay there for ages in complete bliss, loving the feeling of his S/O’s hands on him comfortingly

O - Open

(When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

This is where I think Hyunjin would struggle a bit with

It would be very hard to get him to open up

Especially about very deep and personal subjects

He seems like he would never want to bother anyone, so telling his S/O about his worries makes him anxious

No matter how much they reassure him, he’d assume they’re only saying it because they have to

The only time he would really open up to them fully would be on days when he’s feeling more emotional than usual

He would lay in their arms and close his eyes as they rub their thumbs across his cheeks and talk about some things on his mind

It wouldn’t happen often as it was rare when he became comfortable to talk about his deep inner emotions

But when it does happen, his S/O would always remember what he said and keep it in mind

P - Patience

(How easily angered are they?)

He never gets angry, he just gets attitude

Knowing him and his sass, no matter how much he loves his S/O, they’re still going to fall victim to his sarcastic remarks whenever he gets the chance to say them

It would be a very rare sight to see him properly mad, since he would most the time just get mildly annoyed

The only time he would ever get mad is if his S/O put themselves in danger or if someone said something about them

So overall, he somewhat has patience

He fights bullshit back with more bullshit, so it cancels it out

Sometimes his passive-aggressive sass would get so bad that his S/O would have to tell him to stfu before he starts a fight

Q - Quizzes

(How much would they remember about their partner?)

His clumsy and forgetful ass would not remember anything

But his S/O can’t take it personally because he actually just can’t remember basic things

He loves them with all his heart, but knowing everything about them just isn’t his strong point

They usually have to remind him about things, like the names of their parents/siblings and their favourite restaurant

They would have to be patient with him, but he weirdly wouldn’t forget anything drastic like anniversaries or dates

R - Remember

(What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

His most favourite moments would definitely be the ones when they’re laughing so hard and smacking each other because they can’t breathe

That would be one of his favourites because his S/O is like his best friend at the same time

But his most favourite moment would honestly be one of their first dates when he brought them to a ice cream parlour late at night

It was around 11 at night and he texted them asking if they wanted to hang out since both of them had had a harsh day

They sat on the dark beach and listened to the calm waves while eating their ice cream, snuggled together in huge coats trying to hide from the cold

Afterwards, they went to the water and splashed each other, their laughter ripping through the silent night beach

It would always be his absolute favourite because he believes it to be the day when he realised he wanted to stay with them

S - Security

(How protective are they? How would they protect their partner? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s actually quite clueless when it comes to being protective

He tries very hard to be a safe space for them and make them feel protected when their together, especially when they’re out somewhere

He does small things like keeping his arm around their torso and pulling them close to his body if someone they didn’t know was approaching them

But overall, if a bad situation was to rise like someone flirting with his S/O or someone just acting weird around them, he wouldn’t be sure what to do

A bit panicky and slightly afraid himself, but he would keep putting himself between the person and his S/O, no matter how much confrontation freaks him out

He would like to be protected in a way that’s emotional

He wants to be protected from his own thoughts, as he seems like an overthinker

So most of the time when he’s not feeling well, his S/O would distract him and always reassure him that he has nothing to worry about and that they love him very much no matter what

T - Try

(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He would definitely be the type to “out-gift” his S/O on anniversaries

He ALWAYS has to get the better present, or have the better date ideas

He puts so much effort into everything, his S/O could never compete

On anniversaries, they would always wake up to a whole bunch of their favourite flowers and Hyunjin cooking breakfast for them in the kitchen

Would always have them pick where they go

It’s always either they go out to a really romantic and fancy restaurant or they just order fast food and watch movies and make out in front of the tv

For everyday tasks, he does small things throughout the day just to help out his S/O

Like tying their hair back if it’s in their face or giving them one of his hoodies when he thinks they’re cold

They don’t even have to say anything, he just knows

“Babe, how did you know I wanted tea?” “You were giving off “give me tea” vibes for some reason-”

U - Ugly

(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He has a bad habit of turning the cold shoulder when he has a fight with his S/O

He doesn’t like talking things out, but prefers to just wait until he’s calmed down before going on like nothing happened

Sometimes it would piss his S/O off a lot

On the rare occasion they have really bad arguments, Hyunjin would threaten to sleep on the couch

But when his S/O says “go ahead”, he lowkey would regret it immediately

But he’s petty, and he’s not going to let them win the argument that easily

So he’d try to sleep by himself, but at some time in the early morning he would slip back underneath the covers with them and whisper an apology in their ear while pressing their back against his chest in a tight spoon

He can never keep his stubbornness up for too long. His S/O just has to be patient with him

V - Vanity

(How concerned are they with their looks?)

I don’t think his appearance is one of his main concerns, but just like everyone, he would sometimes become quite insecure

A lot of the time he wouldn’t even mention how he looked, unless his S/O complimented him, so they would assume that he’s confident in his appearance

But when he does doubt himself a bit and perhaps question his S/O’s attraction to him, he would keep it to himself

Until it kind of spills out randomly to them

Like his S/O would say something about a actor/actress’s body and Hyunjin would just say out of the blue “do you wish I looked like that?”

That’s when he would admit to recently not feeling too confident in himself

But perhaps all he needs is a reminding from his S/O how much they love him and his body

W - Whole

(Would they feel incomplete without their partner?)

If Hyunjin had to go a few weeks or even months without his S/O (if he had to go on tour or something), he would gradually start missing them a lot

The first few days/weeks wouldn’t be so hard for him, cause the reassurance that they’re only a phone call away made him feel better

But after a while, he would grow homesick from them and miss their lips on his cheek and their hands on his body

Talking through the phone via skype or facetime would soon not be enough for either of them

He would become more down and become angrier easily

Would seek comfort in Felix, since he’s basically like a little brother to him who he can trust with anything

But when him and his S/O finally get to see each other again, they would not leave each other’s sides for a while

Would even follow each other when they’re at home and one of them gets up to go to another room

X - Xtra

(A random headcanon for them.)

One of his favourite things to do is show his S/O his dances

Loves the fact that they just sit and watch him for hours in the practise room, being so entertained by his graceful moves

Gets so flustered when they keep complimenting his talent though

And also just to make them happy, he would learn dances to their favourite songs

His S/O has an album in their phone just for videos of his dancing

Y - Yuck

(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He dislikes people who do not have any sense of sympathy

Or people that do not understand that other’s emotions could be fragile

He’s a empathetic and emotional person, so he needs someone who wouldn’t hesitate to scoop him up in their arms when he’s feeling down for no reason

Having someone who would perhaps not understand why he can sometimes feel down randomly would make him frustrated and cause him to bottle things up

Even just seeing the negative trait in people during daily life makes him irritated

In general though, he would hate being rejected by his S/O

They always try to tell him to not take it personally when they say they don’t feel like cuddling one night or they don’t want to talk

He would always act like it doesn’t bother him, but in the back of his mind he’s questioning if he did something to upset them

Z - Zzz

(What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Sleep talks

Not excessively, but enough for it to wake up his S/O

None of the stuff he says makes sense though, it’s just gibberish

One time his S/O woke up to him shaking their shoulder

“Hyunjin, what’s wrong?” “We... we forgot to take the dog out.” “...we don’t have a dog”

Keeps an app in his phone that records when he sleep talks

Sometimes he would listen to them and hear his S/O responding to his weird statements

Never fails to make him slightly embarrassed though

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Bakugo x Fem.Black Reader

I've heard from others and seen on one-shots there aren't many Characters x Black Reader, I thought I'd try it and start with a character I know well. Anyway, I hope whoever reads it, enjoys it! If you do, let me know if you want more.

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💥My Favorite Kind of Chocolate💥 (MHA or BNHA)

Warnings: Mainly just fluff and random scenarios (none of them is the same day) of their couple's life.

Bakugo met you in America and ever since he's been hooked, now, you both live together after a few years, and you've gotten a bit of a routine.

Bold=English

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Warmth.

That's something you always felt with Katsuki.

Since he had the day off, you were making dinner together, you were making a Chinese dish unfamiliar to you.

"Katsuki, what even is this?"

His chin rested on your [head/shoulder].

"Saliva Chicken," he calmly answered while chopping vegetables with you. You were temporarily distracted by his chest pressed against your back.

You blinked, "Wait. What? I think I heard that wrong."

You weren't completely fluent in Japanese, Katsuki would teach you more sometimes and vice versa, although both of you knew the other language well.

He let out a breathy chuckle and assured you, "No. It's called Saliva Chicken."

You furrowed your brows as you both pushed the freshly cut veggies away, "No more Spam today?"

He rolled his eyes, "That was one time."

You chuckled, "But seriously, why the fuck is it called Saliva Chicken? Is there Saliva in it?"

Katsuki kissed your temple and moved away preparing meat and spices, "No, it's what it directly translates to. Mouth-watering is a better alternative.

You turned to face him, leaning back against the counter, "It's spicy isn't it?"

Silence.

"I should've known it was some spicy crap dealing with you," you shook your head fondly.

"If it's too spicy, I'll make something else for you."

Your hips swayed to the side, you tilted your head, "I'm sure I can take it."

"That's not what you said last night," Katsuki muttered as he got ready to clean the chicken.

You glared at him, "I see how it is. I'll remember that."

You cleaned off your hands, "What else can I do?"

"I need...the cooking wine," he distractedly told you as he focused on the dead bird.

"Got it..." You pursed your lips as you walked over to him with the desired ingredient, "What are we eating for lunch, though? I've never made this, but I know chicken...this is gonna be a few hours."

He looked into your eyes, "You. I'll be full enough until dinner."

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You both lay facing each other, laying on your sides as you looked into each other's eyes.

"You're so beautiful."

You couldn't help but grin, "You've already told me that five times today, Suki."

"Because it's true."

"What do you like best about me?"

His eyes flickered across your form, "It's hard to just name a few things...but..."

He propped himself up on his elbow and ran a hand through your hair, "I love your hair a lot. It's natural and refreshing."

You closed your eyes as his hand trailed down your jaw, he brushed a thumb against your lips, "I like these too."

His thumb gently rubbed your cheek, "And you have gorgeous skin, it reminds me of chocolate."

You snorted in amusement, opening your eyes at the random comparison, they crinkled, "Chocolate?"

His expression was one of utter adoration, "Mm. I think you're my favorite kind of chocolate."

You wrapped your leg around his and flipped him under you, "Oh? Because I'm yummy?"

He grinned, resting his hands on your hips, "That too. And your personality is to die for."

"So I'm great in all categories?" you crossed your arms over his chest resting your head.

"Definitely."

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"Kat--wait--Mm~"

Your button-up shirt had slid down both your shoulders, the beginning of your cleavage holding it up. Katsuki kissed down your neck. Your hooded eyes followed him.

"You promised to be my stress relief today," he trailed lower, "And I had a looong day."

And soon your bodies connected, your nails dug into his back with a pleasurable moan.

Your heavy breaths mingled, dark skin mixed with fair skin, red met [Eye color]. You both fit together perfectly like you belonged together, it was like a finished puzzle.

Your lips meet in shaky, repetitive kisses.

"I love you."

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"[Name], why are you always like this when we go mountain climbing?"

You looked up apprehensively, "It's my genetic instinct to want to walk away from possible danger."

"Says one of the nosiest women I know," Katsuki knelt down to secure your harness.

"I like tea."

"Ready?" He placed the helmet over your curly hair. He pouted, he didn't like when your hair got covered, but he didn't like when you weren't completely safe even more.

"Couldn't you just carry me like a princess and blast us up there?"

He rolled his shoulders back, "It's more fun this way...besides..."

He glanced back at you with a signature Katuski grin, "...You're far from a Princess, you're my Queen."

#katsuki x y/n #bakugo katsuki #bakugo fluff #bakugo x fem. black reader #x black reader #anime #bnha #mha #bnha fluff #mha x reader #bnha x black reader

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hetalia-reacts · 3 years

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Husband Allies headcanons please

America

honestly, the biggest change that happens from bf to husband is that he calls you his wife/husband all the time

like "oh hello stranger have you met my wife/husband?" "how's my lovely husband/wife?"

please maybe do the classic spouse things like tying his tie for him or giving him a goodbye kiss before work/meetings it would make his whole day

and expect him to do that for you if you somehow have to leave before he does

if you work please expect him to send you gifts like bouquets of flowers or those edible bouquets that say 'from your loving and heroic husband~'

if you're a house spouse still expect the bouquets, but at a grander scale since he doesn't have to worry about you struggling to carry or drive them home

literally sweeps you off your feet every day

he just likes to hold you

please expect a minimum of one (1) 'I love you' every single day even if you two are fighting

England

Maybe a bit sad but even after a long while he's still surprised you said yes to marrying him

Arthur makes you tea every morning either before he leaves for work or before you do (or he'll make you some coffee if you prefer but he really doesn't understand how you like it)

honestly really loves it if you were to openly flaunt that you were married to him

like confidently showing off your ring or offhandedly mentioning that he was your husband in conversations with strangers

it plays on repeat in his mind randomly, gives him a big ol' burst of serotonin

please cook for him, he literally cannot, and even though it kills him to admit it even to you, he'd rather bite the bullet and be able to eat good food

cooking dates perhaps?

fighting is nearly non-existent but when it does happen it depends on who's right

if he is, he won't apologize, he won't hold a grudge against you for not apologizing, but no apology is leaving him

if he's in the wrong please believe he will be awkwardly but sincerely apologizing to you

France

my oh my one of the best husbands you could ask for honestly

he's showy by nature so expect the same treatment Alfred gave but take it up a notch and make it sound more mature

Always quick to show you off as his wife/husband

if you show him off?

it's OVER for him

it makes him so giddy and uncharacteristically blushy

no matter if you're good at cooking he'll always cook for you, especially if it's dinner

Francis would be really appreciative if you made breakfast tho as he enjoys his beauty sleep and also likes a good breakfast

you will be pampered more so than when he was simply your boyfriend

want a dress? a suit? a game? a dog?? Say no more, it's yours

fighting?? In this household?

jk it happens but it's never serious

it's always him trying to be melodramatic and be an actor

Russia

do I hear a runner-up for one of the best husbands to exist?

while he's not going to show you off by telling people, he will tell them in more subtle and maybe not so subtle ways

like kissing your hand in a way that shows off your ring or holding your hand randomly while talking with others so they'll maybe notice the ring

he wants to be showy but he doesn't want to be too showy or too obvious about it ya know?

show him off and prepare to see Ivan embarrassed and flattered that you wanted to show him off

I feel like he sleeps like the dead and while he isn't grumpy in the morning, Ivan does not want to get up especially if you are still sleeping and cuddling with him

he would also enjoy it if you did classic spouse things

please fix his scarf or his hair before he leaves and kiss him goodbye

pack him lunch too maybe uwu

all I can think of is back hugs where he just rests his head in the crook of your neck and thanks you for marrying him in a super soft and emotional moment

like he genuinely never thought this would be in his future and he sometimes can't believe someone came to love him enough to accept a life long commitment

fighting is never, like seriously

for you he is soft and he doesn't want a fight, he just wants to talk it out without any yelling or storming away

China

never tries to contain his enthusiasm towards being married to you

always tells people he is married, it's just a natural part of his introduction now

lowkey offended if you don't do the same to some extent

if you are a house spouse good luck because Yao is stealing your lively hood

he's already gone shopping, did the laundry, made breakfast and packed lunch, and cleaned the house

like he leaves you nothing to do at home

if you aren't a house spouse well then you basically have a househusband

your lunch is ready, breakfast is served, you aren't leaving until he looks you over, and you best not even t h i n k of leaving without a kiss because you will be hunted down and smooched

fighting is semi often though usually never heated or serious

when it is serious, he would like an apology if he was in the right because while he tries not to hold a grudge it ends up happening just a little bit

if he's in the wrong he apologizes sincerely and honestly while presenting you with some tasty Chinese food as a kind of peace offering

Canada

up there for the best and most affectionate husbands

he's not very showy unfortunately even though he would love to be but more often than not nobody notices him so he never gets the chance

though you on the other hand

if you were to show him off and get him noticed he'd be very appreciative and blushy because wow, you really loved him enough to marry him AND tell others who he is

he's a simple man what can I say

never even worry about breakfast, Matthew has this in the bag

he makes whatever you want if you request it, but if not his default is pancakes, that good Candian maple syrup, eggs, bacon, and biscuits plus whatever it is you fancy to drink in the mornings

maybe even meal preps/makes lunch for you?

he sends you gifts during the day occasionally

simple things like a small bouquet of flowers and a card or a stuffed animal he may have seen while he was out and about

morning routine is kisses before either of you leaves

why do I feel he has one of those rubber rings for the both of you so neither of you loses or get your real rings dirty during work or outside activites

no fights happen, I'm sorry but there is nothing to fight about, not even playfully because he would just let you win

haha unless you wanted to fight about which hockey team was better or play him, in which case it's your loss always

I am so sorry this took so long, my brain just refused to offer any thoughts for like 2 hours while I was trying to write this and I couldn't move on until I finished this

#aph france #aph america #aph england #aph canada #aph russia #aph china #hetalia #hetalia headcanons #hetalia reactions #hetalia scenarios #hws america #hws england #hws canada #hws russia #hws france #hws china

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kuroo-shitsurou · 3 years

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Weekly Meal Prep (Yandere!Omi Fushimi)

note: this is my first attempt at working with the yandere theme so i don't really know if i did good or bad,,, but something about messed up omi just sends me straight to hell. hope you enjoy!

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Monday.

"This is so good! This has got to be one of my favorite curry dishes so far." You gushed, shoving another spoonful of the new curry in your mouth.

"Glad you liked it. The place had bad reviews, but I think it's just because normal people don't know how to appreciate the raw and concentrated flavor of curry." Chikage grinned as he looked at you endearingly

"Ugh," You scoffed, "Why can't people understand that the raw flavor of the spices are supposed to taste like this? I dislike the artificial flavors of watered down and manufactured spices because of how... fake it tastes in curry dishes." You were about to go on a full-on rant about how using real spices in curry dishes should be the only way to cook curry.

Chikage watched you with his emerald eyes, admiring how beautiful you looked when you talked about something that you were so passionate about. Yeah, sure, he disliked women, but being here with you made him realize that maybe the other gender wasn't all that bad. Actually, he still hated women; He just didn't hate you.

You weren't a woman. To him, you were a goddess.

"Thank you for taking me out, by the way." You suddenly spoke, breaking your rant about the whole curry ordeal. "You didn't have to, but you did. I appreciate that a lot, Chikage."

His lips curled up in a warm smile.

"Don't mention it, director."

After you two finished your meals, you had to go back to the dorm immediately to hold several meetings with the troupes regarding their next projects. As Chikage held the door open for you, his eyes darted back inside the bustling restaurant.

"Hm? Is something wrong, Chikage?"

Again, he smiled at you, but it was more strained than the last.

"Of course not. Let's go home, shall we?"

Tuesday.

"Oi, careful." Juza wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer to him. A motorcycle was speeding by and it nearly hit you, but thankfully, Juza saw it before it impacted. "Tsk, careless drivers piss me off. Stand here." He then guided you to walk inside of the sidewalk.

"Oh crap, I didn't see that. Thank you, Juza! You're so nice." Juza blushed at your kind words, but he shook his head to rid of the thoughts.

"'S nothin."

"Hey, look at that! They're selling a new flavor of crepes! Come on, let's check it out!" You grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him over to your favorite crepe place. They didn't have a line yet, which was good, because you were able to purchase the new crepes for you and Juza.

"Here!" You grinned at him, handing him one of the crepes

"Lemme pay for them."

"Nonsense!" You gently pushed the crepe further into his hand, and his mind went wild when your fingers brushed his skin. "Consider this a thank you gift because you saved me earlier."

He took the crepe hesitantly, and muttered a quiet "Thanks." before he bit into it.

His face lit up immediately.

"'S sweet. I like it."

"Marshmallow crepes. Genius! We should bring one home for Hisoka. I'm sure he'd love this!"

Juza smiled. He adored how you were always considerate and thoughtful of other people even when you weren't physically with them. It's one of the many things that he loved about you.

Suddenly, he felt a shiver down his spine. He looked around, but was suddenly distracted when you were spilling the cream all over yourself.

"Crap!"

"Oi, tissue!"

He handed you a few tissues so you could wipe your shirt, and you had to admit that was a little mortifying to be that clumsy in front of the younger male.

"Thank you for being so reliable, Juza. Makes me feel

As you were mindlessly walking home, Juza couldn't help but think to himself why that motorcycle looked so damn familiar.

Wednesday.

"Come on, director-chan! I promise you, it tastes good!"

"Kazu, I am legitimately going to HURT you."

"No you're not! That's so mean!" Kazunari wept crocodile tears.

"Come on, director-chan! It's just a bite!"

"Kumon, I'm going to die. If I don't make it, tell everyone in Mankai that I love them and that I always treated them as my own family."

"Director-chan, you aren't going to die here." Kumon sweat dropped.

"No, I've accepted my fate. If this is what I must do for love, then at least I'll go out knowing that I did it for you boys.

"Director-chan, it's just a salad. You don't have to be so dramatic about it!"

"It's a death trap! I know you boys want to kill me so you can always get free time!"

"If anything, we're concerned about you health! That's why we want you to eat this!" Kazunari made sure that the fork had greens, kani, and a mishmash of everything before he held it in front of your mouth. "Here, say ah!"

You wanted to throw up. Vegetables. Disgusting.

"This store sells the best kani salad! You have to try it, I promise you'll like it!" Kumon looked at you with big doe eyes and you sighed in defeat.

You leaned forward to eat the portion on the fork and Kazunari blushed because he realized that he was feeding you. It was an adorable sight, and maybe peer pressuring someone into eating healthy food could be an addition to his growing list of love advice.

You blinked. "It's... actually pretty good."

"Right?!" Kumon beamed before giving the restaurant owner a thumbs up.

"Here, director-chan!" Kazunari filled the fork again, "Say ah!"

Your face bloomed red and you snatched the fork from his hand, "I can feed myself just fine, Kazu!"

"You really are the cutest!"

"I wanna feed you too, director-chan!"

Kazunari watched as Kumon bothered you while you ate the rest of the salad. It was off-putting how there seemed to be a cold atmosphere in the room. He looked around to see that there were just a few customers sitting in the dining area. His eyes landed on a hooded figure who was sitting in a lone booth in the corner of the room. The figure had his face hidden behind a menu, but there was something about the person that reminded Kazu of a certain brunette that they loved in Mankai.

Maybe that was just coincidence.

After all, there were a lot of brunettes in Japan.

Right?

Thursday.

"It's odd for you two to take me out for Chinese." You stated. Your eyes were scanning the menu of the new Chinese place that opened just a few blocks away from the Mankai dormitory.

"Tsumugi found out about the egg drop soup because apparently it's famous outside of Veludo Way. He was insistent that we take you to try it." Tasuku replied, eyeing how excited Tsumugi looked.

"I've heard great reviews about the egg drop soup and I've been dying to try it." Tsumugi's usually calm and gentle tone of voice was laced with a child-like glee, and it took all of your willpower not to reach over the table so that you can pinch his cheeks.

"He already ordered individual soups for us, but if you want anything else off the menu, go ahead and order it as well." Tasuku won't admit it aloud, but he liked spending time with you and Tsumugi. Being with his bestfriend and his favorite director made him feel a sense of comfort that just made him feel all warm and gooey inside. He felt at home with you two and he wouldn't exchange that feeling for the world.

"It's refreshing to be with you two, especially since it's a lot calmer whenever Tasuku isn't at your throat, Tsumugi." You giggled, ignoring the deadpan look that the athletic male beside you was giving you.

"I'm glad you feel that way, director-san." Tsumugi chimed, smiling. He took your hand a placed a gentle kiss on the back of it. "Spend some more time with us, alright?"

Your face immediately felt hot and you pulled your hand back to save yourself from being more embarrassed than you already were.

"Is it just me, or does it feel like we're being watched?" Tasuku murmured as his eyes quickly scouted the room. Ever since you entered the restaurant, Tasuku already had this instinct in his guts screaming that there was someone watching you. Not just you in particular, but the three of you. You heard him speak, but what he said was unclear.

"Sorry, did you say something, Tasuku?"

"Oh, I was just mumbling. Don't worry about it.

"Three orders of egg drop soup. Can I help you with anything else?"

"No, thank you!"

"Enjoy your meal!"

Tsumugi immediately began to eat his soup even though it was still hot. His face melted into pure bliss as he felt the delicious components sliding down his throat.

"It's so good." He commented, masking his elation.

"It really is!" You added, taking quick slurps from your spoon. The soup itself tasted rich in flavor; It wasn't too runny, nor was it too starchy.

"It tastes okay to me."

"That's so disrespectful, Tasuku." You jokingly said with a mocking tone. "This soup legitimately changed my life. I wish I could have it everyday, along with curry."

"You somehow managed to sneak curry into the conversation again, huh?" He sighed, smiling at the way you laughed afterward.

Tasuku continued to consume his soup while observing how you and Tsumugi were practically worshipping the soup. He decided to ignore the eerie feeling building in the pit of his stomach gnawing at him alive.

Maybe it was just the soup.

Friday.

"Hurry up. We don't have all day."

"Gee, you don't have to be so mean about it!"

"I told you to make it quick. We have to get back in town because we have another meeting to attend to."

You and Sakyo just got out of a business meeting outside of Veludo Way. It was regarding a sponsorship for the Autumn Troupe's next play. Sakyo, the greatest cheapskate and money-pinching Sakyo, was more than willing to accompany you to the next town over if it meant saving the company tens of thousands worth of yen. As long as it involved finances, the blond always needed to be a part of it.

"I know that, but we need to grab lunch before we head to the next meeting. It's bad to miss out on meals, you know! Come on, we'll just grab something from this store and rush back to Veludo Way."

Sakyo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, but you did have a point. He was also feeling the hunger starting to rise inside of him. It was already lunchtime by the time you guys finished with the first meeting of the day, and he didn't really have a proper breakfast earlier.

You walked into this quaint little restaurant on the side of the road owned by a lovely old couple.

"Good afternoon, may I help you with anything?" The old lady asked warmly.

You felt your heart soften, "Is it possible to get two yakiniku bento boxes to go?"

She smiled, "Of course, dearie. They'll be right out."

"She seems nice!" You whispered to Sakyo, who was sitting across from you.

"She reminds me of you."

"Eh? Don't tell me I'm already aging! I don't wanna be like you yet!"

"I can and will leave you here."

"Eh, but seriously, how?"

Sakyo sighed exasperatedly. "She... sounds nice. Lovely, even. She just has a nice smile and it reminds me of how nice you are when you talk to other people."

"S-Sakyo, is that really you? Who are you? Are you an alien? How are you being so honest right now?"

"I'm going back to Veludo Way without you.

"Hey, I'm kidding!" You pouted.

"Two yakiniku bento boxes to go?" An old man, presumably the husband of the lady they talked to, walked over to you two and handed you the bag of bento boxes.

"Ah, thank you!" You bowed before taking the bag from his hands. You took your wallet out to pay, but Sakyo already left money in the box where you put your payment.

"Hey, I can-"

"Consider it my treat. You'll be working hard today, after all." For a brief second, he gave you a warm smile. However, it was quickly replaced by his usual scowl. "Now hurry up and let's go."

"Geez, I was just about to call you cute as well!

"I am not cute, _____."

As you two were walking out of the restaurant, the old couple gave you a fond smile.

"We were like that too when we were younger."

"Mhm. They look good together, don't you think?"

When you got back to the car, you began to snack on the onigiri part of your bento. You didn't notice how Sakyo's eyes were glaring daggers into the figure who was idly sitting on his motorcycle just a good few meters away from the car.

The figure was wearing a denim jacket and a black helmet, but he could see a few tufts of brown hair sticking out from above the nape of his neck.

His hand grasped the steering wheel in a tight grip until his knuckles turned pale. What was he feeling? Anxiety? Hostility?

The sensation of being... followed?

His mind was racing at the thought, but he decided to rid the negativity filling his consciousness to the brim.

"Sakyo, here's your onigiri." Your voice snapped him out of his daze, and he shot you a small smile.

"Thanks. Let's head back to town now."

"Mhm!"

Seeing the pure innocence, joy, and trust in your smile made him content. He wanted to protect you and your smile forever.

If only he could.

Saturday.

You woke up earlier than usual because you promised Itaru that you'd go with him to the game store down the street since today was the release day of the new game he'd been itching to buy.

You sat up to stretch and noticed that Omi was in your room.

"Gah!" You gasped, pulling the sheets up to cover yourself. "Omi?!"

He gave you a warm smile, "Oh, good morning! You're finally up. Sorry for barging in like this, I just wanted to call you over for breakfast."

"Th-Thanks for waking me up but um, do you mind? I'm still kinda in my nightwear." You blushed, knowing that your bra was still unhooked.

Omi's eyes darkened for a brief moment, but it was gone as soon as he blinked. It was replaced by the usual hazel eyes that gave you the warmest and kindest looks.

"I'm sorry! I'll be waiting for you outside." He then left your room, shutting the door behind him without making a sound.

"Jeez, Omi." You muttered to yourself. You quickly hooked your bra together then changed into a more decent t-shirt, appropriate enough for the other boys in the company to see you without being flustered or bewildered out of their minds. Seriously, Azami acts as if he's never seen a girl's shoulders before, what's up with that?

You tied your hair in a ponytail and went out of your room to head over to the kitchen where a bunch of familiar platters were waiting for you.

"Oh, wow, isn't this quite a... variety for breakfast?" You spoke, careful with your words. You always appreciated Omi for making food for the company, but the dishes he served this particular Saturday morning seemed like a mishmash of different food combinations and you just couldn't put your finger on why the food looked and smelled so familiar to you.

"Dig in, my dearest director." He replied, with his back facing you. It seemed as though he was still preparing something by the sink.

You took a seat and viewed the selection he prepared for breakfast.

Curry. Delicious, by the way.

Yakiniku.

Kani Salad.

Egg drop soup.

Crepes.

"Hey, didn't I..." You whispered to yourself, finally realizing that the meals he prepared for you were all meals you've eaten that week.

How did he know? Did the guys tell him about it?

"Well? Aren't you going to eat? You've been enjoying these all week, why not relive the moments one more time? I made sure to prepare them just the way you like them, after all." Omi's voice was laced with something... unknown. Was it possessiveness? He didn't sound like the warm and loving Omi you knew and love.

This Omi was... dangerous. He was terrifying. His back was still facing you, but you could feel a threatening aura from his broad shoulders because of how they looked so stiff.

He turned around and you froze upon seeing his half-lidded eyes. There was a crazed look in his pupils, something that reeked of want, lust, and obsession.

"You had curry with Chikage on Monday. Marshmallow crepes with Juza on Tuesday. Kani Salad with Kumon and Kazunari on Wednesday. Egg drop soup with Tsumugi and Tasuku on Thursday. Then you had a yakiniku bento box with Sakyo yesterday, right?"

Your eyes widened. The boys were pretty aware of the places you went to and who you went there with, but how in the world did Omi know everything?

"Don't worry about it. You don't have to go out with them anymore. I'm the only one who gets to cook for you from now on, okay?" Omi took steps closer to you. You wanted to scream, to run out of the room, to call for help from anyone, but you felt as if you were paralyzed with fear.

This wasn't Omi anymore.

He stopped when he was directly in front of you from across the table, and you could see his thin lips twist into a sadistic smile.

"Dig in, my precious director."

#omi fushimi #a3! game #a3! fanfic #a3! x reader #a3! omi #fushimi omi #yandere #lmao please ruin me omi sir

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gay-disneyy-prince · 4 years

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Li Shang Headcanons

Summary: Requested from a friend of mine who shall remain nameless for privacy reasons (if ur reading this, yk who you are), I give you: Li Shang Headcanons! Also including NSFW

Pairing: Shang X Female Reader

Tags: Fluff, nsfw, sfw, smut

Warnings: nsfw, sex, positions, smut, bdsm (i think??)

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SFW

I didn’t want sexuality to be the first thing but HEAR ME OUT... Shang is bisexual. or at least also likes men.

AND I CAN SUPPORT THIS- BECAUSE WHEN MULAN WAS PING AND HE DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS A WOMAN, LET’S BE HONEST HE WAS TOTALLY CRUSHING ON PING-

I can also see him having slight ocpd too because of that scene in mulan 2 where he’s like “eXCusE mE?? wE aRE nOT wInGiNG iT wE aRe tAKiNG tHe mAP-”

I can also totally see him a perfectionist and slight neat freak ok just ocd then.

He probably cooks AMAZING food tho.

Like if Gordan Ramsay’s cooking skills was a chinese soldier it’d be him

Also he’d probably give the best hugs and cuddles.

Like imagine those big strong killing machine arms just warmly embracing your body.

But he’d also prob be very gentle with you when hugging you in fear he’d cut off your oxygen supply.

So you hug him tighter and he hugs you tighter since he takes that as a message you want more extreme cuddles.

Always big spooning you in bed.

Would never admit it but, he loves to be little spoon.

This is starting to sound like bottom energy ngl

Loves when you hug him from behind.

Bro, the dates he takes you out on?? 11/10.

Dinner dates, movie nights, netflix and chill, you name it. With Shang, he always finds a way to make it better.

His favorite is watching the stars in the park or even on the hood of your car, just silently enjoying each others company while he warms you up with his big boi body heat.

In my opinion, if he were to propose to you, it’d probably be on a date where its just the two of you.

He’d probably be nervous asf about it tho because he comes from a traditional family so he most likely has little to no experience on dating.

Which is why he considers himself so damn lucky to have you

Whether your in the Imperial Army with him or not, they’ve definitely heard of you and Shang.

And you can bet your ass that somehow word got around that he was thinking of proposing.

The reason he didn’t tell anyone is because he feels he should stay professional there, also he’d prob get embarrassed and doesn’t want his soldiers to see his soft side or something.

Yao’s probably the one to hype him up about it tho and Chien-Po is super happy for him.

“Listen, General, don’t worry bout a thing, alright? That’s a fine lady you got yourself there, and you too are SO deeply in love. She’d be crazy not too.” (Correct me if they don’t call him general, I haven’t watched the movie in a while!)

“Gee, thanks, Yao. And watch it, that’s my girlfriend your talking about!”

Again this is when if he were to propose to you

All in all one of the best boyfriends you could honestly have

NSFW

As said before, Shang most likely would come from a traditional family so he doesn’t have much experience in dating. Or sex.

bb’s a virgin

You’re his first lol lucky

So when ya’ll first did it, you totally took the lead bc he was nervous

Like he removes his clothes and just doesn’t know what to do next

It was definitely slow and gentle with some hesitance (did I spell that right?)

Lots of “Are you okay? Are you sure?” “Yes, Shang.”

But you gotta admit it was lowkey cute how nervous he was

He treated you like a queen too

He’s very vanilla

His favorite position is definitely missionary

He don’t mind doggy style tho either

He likes to see your ass

His hair would be let loose as he’s on top just thrusting slowly into you

Soft manly moans intensifies

It drives him CRAZY when you run your hands through his hair or wrap your legs around his waist

Maybe even scratch his back a bit

He very much would rather do it at your place because it’s way more secure there

He’s mortified at just the thought of anyone catching you two.

Also... fucking you on the desk or couch? EVEN ON THE FLOOR? It turns him on to the MAX @geminiofficial on tikok

He never told you that because he’s kind of embarrassed of it

You figured out though anyway

“Shang?”

“Yes, babe?”

“Do you enjoy the sex anywhere other than the bed?”

His face immediately went red “What? I mean.. no- err, well yes- if you enjoy it too.”

“We can have different turn ons, you know.”

He got like super embarrassed and just became a stuttering mess

Then you pushed him on the couch and got on top of him

Boner 100

“You don’t have to hide it from me, I enjoy it too.” You looked at him innocently while stroking his hard cock through his pants.

Ya’ll fucked then and there

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ahahaha... lmk if ya’ll want part 2? anyway hope ya’ll enjoyed, sorry for any mistakes i don’t really proofread my work lol

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#mulan #li shang #li shang headcanons #shang headcanons #smut #li shang smut #shang smut #shang fluff #fluff #disney #headcanons #smut headcanons #fluff headcanons

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citrus-lady · 4 years

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Dates That You Would Go On With Dabi

Dabi isn’t really a date sort of guy so your dates are pretty informal. Not to mention he is a notorious villain so he can’t really be out and about in the public eye.

However, there are certain things he will still do with his s/o.

Dabi really likes hanging out at home with his s/o and relaxing. This dude is totally down to building a fort in the living room and having a movie marathon. Not to mention the cuddle dates you guys frequently have on the couch.

Depending on who his s/o is and whether or not they are a villain/vigilante/civilian/hero he might bring you to the bar where the league hangs out. If you aren’t comfortable there or Dabi thinks it’s too dangerous for you then he won’t take you. Instead, he’ll opt to take you to another hole in the wall/ dive bar. If you do however go to the league bar, prepared to be fawned over by Toga, Twice, Magne, and Mister Compress. Spinner and Shigaraki will leave you alone and Kurogiri will be polite as ever.

Dabi doesn’t really like clubs all too much but he’ll go every once in a while. The clubs he goes to are pretty sketchy though so I wouldn’t recommend going without him. If you want he’ll take you clubbing but I wouldn’t get too cozy with others or dance with other people as Dabi can get pretty protective and jealous. Your best bet is to stay by his side all night and only dance with him. On the dance floor, Dabi has his hands on your hips and his chest to your back as you two grind to the loud music playing.

Depending on your morals, Dabi will 100% take you on a shoplifting date. I can just imagine him and his s/o walking around the mall or a bunch of shops just taking whatever they want. He won’t steal from old people or mom and pop shops though. If you aren’t cool with stealing though he will take you to thrift stores and convenience marts. This man doesn’t have a lot of money so if you expect him to pay I wouldn’t get your hopes up. It’s probably better if you pay to be honest. It should also be noted that when he is out in public like this he has to keep his hands and face covered to avoid being seen. He usually does this by wearing gloves, hoodies, or sometimes even a scarf or face mask.

Dabi doesn’t really like eating out but is down to get take out or delivery. His favorite is pizza or take-out Chinese food. Dabi also likes getting a bunch of snacks at the gas station/ convenience store. So dinner dates are pretty much always at home.

Although I don’t think Dabi can drive, I think he would be totally down for late-night driving dates or motorcycle rides. Just you and him driving down the highway faster than you should with the windows down and the music blaring from the stereo or you holding on to him as he speeds through the city on a motorcycle. I can also see him doing that cheesy movie thing where he drives to a mountain outside the city and parks to look at the view. If he’s driving a car you to will sit inside or on the hood and look at the stars while listening to music and talking. If he’s driving a motorcycle then he sets out a blanket and brings a picnic. This one does depend on if Dabi can actually drive through.

Dabi is down for self-care dates at home too. He loves taking baths/showers with you and getting spoiled with attention by you. It’s going to be a challenge to avoid other ‘activities’ if you bathe with him for too long so make sure that you make the bath as relaxing as possible. I’m talking candles, bath bombs and body wash. Dabi won’t like smelling like a lady so make sure that what you're using isn’t hyper-feminine. Dabi will also like it if you have him light all the candles in the house or bathroom. He won’t do nails or hair stuff but he’ll let you put a face mask on him and play with his hair. He’s going to die if you put your face mask on in a way to mimic him. Any products you use on Dabi are going to have to be gentle on the skin and smell fairly masculine or ambiguous. Also, this man gives a mean massage and will appreciate one in return, but be careful of wandering hands. Dabi will also partake in any drinks or snacks you make during these cute little dates. Smoothies? Teas? Fruit? You got it.

Dabi won’t really partake in any crafts or art but will be content watching you make things. He thinks it’s really cute and cool how you are able to make beautiful things. Maybe it is because you yourself are beautiful. Dabi will watch you bake/cook, paint, knit, whatever strikes your fancy.

Dabi won’t hesitate to come up behind you when your cooking or doing dishes and hold you close while you sway to the music. Surprisingly, Dabi will sing or dance once in a while and even though it’s not in public, it’s kinda like a mini-date.

#Dabi #dabi x reader #dabi headcanons #bnha #mha #my hero academia #BNHA Headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha x reader #mha x reader #dabi x y/n #dabi date

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the-last-millenial-disaster · 4 years

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hello! if you don't mind, could you do headcanon for omen x sage? thank you so much! also, i love your headcanons uwu

(A/N: mmmkay you took the literal embodiment of death and paired him with a radiant healer. What else is new. I had fun speculating for this one! I hope you enjoy!)

They both love to read

They’re not as different as you might think

Omen takes life, including his - repeatedly

Sage gives life, but in order to do so, she’d have to take it from somewhere wouldn’t she? Nothing comes from nothing

Now before you cuss me out that she could be giving her own life force or dragging their souls back into their bodies--

“Sage, the life you give, do you ever wonder where it’s taken from?”

Would he have a line like that for her if that was the case? Would he really?

He knows something and honestly, to me, that’s the most interesting part about their relationship

But I feel like that’s a lot to unpack there so I’ll leave it for a theory post

On to the fluff

Sage likes to cook - especially recepies she can remember from home

Since she joined the protocol Sage rarely gets to visit, and the Chinese food substitutes elsewhere felt less than adequate

So she started making them herself - dumplings, chinese noodles, wontons, you name it

Omen can’t eat, but he can smell

Before he started out with Sage, Omen considered it unnecessary and loathsome - he could smell the food, flowers, even fresh air

But that’s all that it was to him. A smell.

He could smell food, but he couldn’t be hungry. He could smell the fresh air, but could only faintly remember how good it felt to have it rushing through his lungs

He could remember how much better these things felt when he was alive, how much more vibrant and beautiful it was to simply live

Now, all of these scents haunted him, only strenghtening the melancholy of his days among the living

He never told this to anyone

Sage picked it up by herself, and is also the only one who can fanthom even just trying to understand Omen’s mentality

Because when you think about it, she understands death

Sage will play around in the kitchen, probing and trying different variations of flavours, while Omen will sit there, silently observing

Sage hoped to return his faith in life, to amplify his senses so he could at least feel like he’s living again

She didn’t succeed. Not directly.

Her cooking didn’t bring him back - but it did tie a smell to a feeling

Omen felt completely content and at ease while in her presence

He didn’t get the feeling of getting judged or pointed at

After a long while, he felt happy

Every time he’d pick up a spice he’d remember the love they’ve built over the years

Every time he stepped inside and smelled ginger or galric, he would remember Sage

He would remember how to be happy

He would start noticing joy he’d otherwise overlook

He’d remember his incredible luck (may the irony never defeat him), to be with someone so life-giving

Sage helped him with his social skills a lot

He’s still antisocial though

I mean, she’s a magic worker but there are some things you just can’t fix

One thing Sage likes to have in her life is touch - hand on the shoulder, a kiss on the head here and there, walking down the street hand in hand, touching while asleep...

...Omen is not very touchy

He doesn’t like to be touched, or vice versa

But deep down, he’s afraid

What if I hurt her?

So he had to relearn human contact

That was hard, sice he’s spent a good portion of his radiant time in a lab, being pricked and prodded like a test subject

Also he generally doesn’t like touching warmer things since it disturbes his atoms and he finds it harder to keep them together

So...they had a bit of a hiccup there

But he got better at it because it made Sage happy and that was good enough for him

So when he came home from a mission one day, and wrapped his arms around Sage on his own, her brain couldn’t process for a moment

They don’t often run missions together

Omen cannot work proficently with Sage around, since he would just tail her and obliterate anyone in her path

He lost everything once, and it won’t happen again

Sage is annoyed by this, since she’s being babied for being a healer by everyone else already, like she can’t clutch that bitch

She also has the worst luck. She fell for the only agent she can’t revive.

She can’t stand and watch Omen offering himself as bait and willingly dying time and time again

Sage is strongly against his suicidal callouts, since she’s the only one with a full grasp on how painful it really is for him

They’re both cat people

Omen likes to chill in Sage’s room in the HQ, since it has a lot of vegetation and is always well ventilated

There’s a lot of hugs from behind when they’re alone

It just showcases the trust Omen has in Sage - he’d probably kill anyone else who tried to do that on a reflex

Omen rather shows than tells

So Sage will find little things he left for her, or brought from a new place he went to

A new book, a piece of handcrafted art, a postcard

Little things, and she collects them all

(And if we’re going there imagine her coming home from her own mission, seeing an envelope on the desk and excitedly wondering what he left this time, only to find a report saying that a certain phantom is MIA - or vice versa)

They don’t go out on dates much (people stare and Omen ain’t a fan)

But they will have booked days for just staying in, watching a documentary and cuddling

Omen, if they have to cuddle, likes being close

Close enough to feel her heartbeat, or to just see her breathe

He can sometimes imagine doing that himself

Deep down, he wishes he was human. For her. So he could give her a normal, healthy relationship, without the constant threat of disintegrating or dying

Oh by the way Sage gives him a kiss on the forhead sometimes and he fucking melts

He generally hides under his hood, mainly because he’s less intimidating when he has it on (I shit you not)

And every time Sage looks at him without a hint of fear, it blows him away completely

Omen was viewed by people as a monster, they were afraid

And Sage just...I don’t care if you’re in the middle of the chapter, empty the dishwasher please

Sage is a mom friend and some of that transmits into her relationships

Yes, she’s caring. Yes, she’s amazing at helping others. But for the love of fuck, don’t challenge her. Ever.

Omen likes that best about her

Everyone underestimates her as in what’s a healer gonna do? Kill us? and she just wrecks them all, using their own pretentiousness against them

But when you think about it, there’s a reason everyone is so desperate to keep her out of harm’s way - she’s the only one who doesn’t get a second chance

When she dies, it’s over

There’s noone to bring her back

And that’s what Omen is so afraid of

(A/N: okay, I’m reading over this again and I realise that this isn’t exactly the fluff you were looking for, but I can’t get out of my skin. Lemme know what you think. I hope you liked it!

Thank you for reading!

#valorant omen #omen valorant #valorant sage #sage valorant #valorant headcanons #valorant hcs #sage x omen #omen x sage #aster asks

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elareine · 4 years

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the song better place by rachel platten and jay/dick or maybe just some jay-centric bat fam. hope this prompt works for you. love your fics <3

Thank you <3 That’s a very JayDick song, but I love writing batfam, too, so... have both.

Steph took one look at Jason’s old-new room and pronounced: “You need to redecorate.”

“No shit.”

“Let’s go.”

Which was how Jason found himself in Ikea of all places. She even dragged a flustered-looking Tim with her, who proved to be supremely unhelpful when it came to curtain color (“I don’t think either red or purple will look good with those walls,” bullshit) but very willing to hand over his credit card. It was… fun. The room felt less like a tomb when Steph was done with it, which was great.

He told her that.

“Well, duh.” She grinned. “No one in this house knows how to decorate for shit. You should see what Tim did with his bedroom…”

Jason spent a minute considering his options. “Anime girls?”

“Nope.”

“Superman posters.”

“Nope, but I like the way you’re thinking.”

“Bad Picasso replicas.”

“Nooo,”

“I give up.”

“He did…” Steph paused dramatically. “Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Nothing. It still looks like it did in the eighties.”

Jason laughed, and she looked gratified. “Sounds terrible.”

They kept working on the bookshelf. Ikea was great for those; that’s why they went there in the first place. Well, that and the look on Bruce’s face when he saw the boxes.

After a minute, Jason asked: “So… are you seeing a lot of Tim’s bedroom, then?”

“Yeah. So what?” She glared at him, which he was starting to realize was a sure sign that she was embarrassed.

“So nothing. Didn’t know that was happening again, that’s all.”

It took her a minute, but she softened. “Yeah. I… guess we’re giving it a second chance.”

“That’s cool,” he told her sincerely. “I mean, you could clearly do better, but he damn well knows what he’s got now.”

“Hmm.” Steph was hiding behind the shelf she was holding up, but he could still tell she was pleased. “So how about your own second chance, huh?”

…damn, he’d walked right into that one. “Shut up.”

—

“Home invasion in sector 6R. Three 1Cs, suspected armed. Neighbors reporting shots, five people in the house. Hood, you’re closest.”

Jason had already changed course. “I’m on it.”

He waited—this was the point where Batman would send a Robin or two after him, maybe even Nightwing or himself, “just as back-up.” There was no way they would let him operate as part of the team without close supervision for at least a year. Jason was determined to grit his teeth and bear it, even if he wasn’t sure for how long he could. He was chafing already, running like this with the others when he’d been on his own for so long.

However, Bruce only confirmed that he’d heard him, and then the line went silent.

Huh.

—

There was no better time to be awake in the manor than the early morning in Jason’s opinion. The light fell softly into the kitchen as he entered, barefoot and in his pajamas.

Alfred was there, of course. “Good morning, Jason.”

It was their private ritual; had been even before Jason had moved back into the fold. Six a.m., tea and sandwiches. The only difference was that now, Jason hadn’t vanished by the time Damian stomped into the kitchen, glowering at them for being awake and having the audacity to send him to school.

It was kinda adorable, not that Jason would ever tell him that. Instead, he watched Damian make his way through his own breakfast and nodded toward the packed lunch waiting for him. “I see you’re not taking advantage of the school cafeteria, then?”

“Them?” The amount of scorn Damian managed to pack into a single word would have weighed down a ship or two. “They would not know good food if it chased after them with a sword.”

“Let me guess—still only three spices, and these are salt, pepper, and ketchup?” Jason asked.

“I believe there is a fourth one now—they have a particularly intolerable mixture that they like to label ‘Chinese.’” Damian’s whole face scrunched up with distaste. “It tastes nothing like what Mother used to cook.”

“While I am sorry to hear that,” Alfred inserted, “we will be late if we don’t leave soon.”

Damian grumbled but hopped off his chair. Jason glanced at the clock — seven a.m. Dick would get up soon. Might as well make him a sandwich, too.

He pulled the ingredients closer, already compiling a list of recipes in his head. Talia had shown him how to make most of Damian’s favorites. He could teach those to Alfred, no problem.

—

“Hood. Stop it right now.” Dick looked at him with big eyes, or so Jason assumed, considering they were both wearing their masks.

“No, continue.” Barbara sounded choked, audibly forcing down laugher.

And, hey. Love was one thing, but Jason knew who gave him the best intel night after night. “So big bird and B decide that they have to infiltrate this organization, right? Only… they’re all swingers…”

Her laughter was brighter than the streetlights.

—

Jason stepped into the corridor and silently closed the door behind him.

God, but it had taken a long time to get Dick tired and ready to sleep. Jason himself was still feeling too wired to pass out, but then he wasn’t operating on a 40-hour sleep deficit, so it was totally not the same thing.

He decided to wander down to the cave. Bruce was still up, of course, acknowledging Jason’s presence with a grunt. The only other person present was Tim, who was bent over some files.

…like, really bent over them. One could almost think…yup, he’d fallen asleep at the table.

Jason gently poked him. Then he harshly poked him. When nothing happened, he sighed and moved one arm under Tim’s legs, the other gripping his shoulders. The kid would fuck up his back if he stayed like that. It took a bit of effort, but they were soon making their way up the stairs, Tim cradled securely in Jason’s arms.

They’d almost made it upstairs when Tim stirred, blue eyes opening halfway and looking at him.

Heart in his throat, Jason waited. This family had a bad habit of coming awake swinging, and with Jason hovering over them… well, it wouldn’t be entirely unjustified, wouldn’t it? Especially in Tim’s case.

Tim grumbled and went right back to sleep.

—

Jason pinched his nose. Or tried to, but he was wearing his helmet, so he basically poked himself in the face. Judging from Duke’s expression, that wasn’t helping his point.

“So you decided to buy us time by…”

“Ninja traps,” Cassie finished for him. Looking as if that made total sense.

“Ninja traps.”

“Well, it was more of an obstacle course, really,” Duke added helpfully.

“Okay, that’s a weird-ass move, but I can respect that. Then why did that warehouse explode?”

“Fire.” Cassie’s expression gave nothing away.

Jason looked to Duke. “What she said.”

“And the fire was there because…?”

“Fire is an obstacle.”

Jason groaned. “I cannot believe I’m the responsible person here,” he lamented. “Is this how you feel most of the time, D?”

There was laughter over the com. “Oh, Nightwing has finally acquired a co-parent,” Steph commented, followed by Tim’s: “About time.”

(Everyone ignored Bruce’s “Hey!”.)

—

“Jason.”

Bruce was hovering. He probably didn’t intend to it; it just came naturally. Jason still felt that nervous lurch in his stomach whenever Bruce did that, but he was trying to get over it, so he just asked: “Yeah?”

“Let me show you something.”

They went into one of the rooms behind Bruce’s office that Jason had always assumed held nothing but files. He was very wrong.

“After you… left, I found myself reading books and thinking—he would’ve loved that.”

The walls were lined with bookcases. There were special editions of Jane Austen reprints, thick sci-fi novels, and nineteenth-century murder mysteries. It was eclectic and weird and precisely what Jason liked. What they both liked.

“I kept collecting them,” Bruce told him, voice too even. “Just… in case, I suppose.”

Jason stared at the shelves and shelves full of books, all read exactly once. His eyes were stinging because the glass display downstairs—that was bullshit. That uniform was about and for Bruce, and the new Robins, not Jason.

But this?

“Thank you,” he whispered.

Bruce almost-smiled, relief written across his face. “You’re welcome. Uh. I’ll leave you to it.”

Jason let him take two steps, then he said: “Bruce. If there was ever a time for a hug, this is it.”

“Oh. Right.”

Jason let Bruce pull him into an embrace—hugged back just as fiercely and told him: “It’s okay. You can stop grieving now. I’m here.”

If Bruce’s shoulders were shaking, neither of them mentioned it.

—

It was a total accident. Jason had felt like holding Dick’s hand, so he did. It was only when he looked up and caught Tim’s eye that he remembered—right. They were surrounded by Dick’s family. Their family.

Tim winked. The conversation didn’t stop. No one else commented or even gave them a second glance.

Something in Jason exhaled.

Dick squeezed his hand, smiling at something Damian was saying, and ugh, sometimes Jason was so full of feelings, he didn’t know what to do with it. Dick was just so—so—

Yeah. Jason was so fucking gone for him. All he could think about was how it would feel if there was a ring, there, pressing against his own.

He leaned back, adding a sarcastic comment or two to the conversation just to bask in the sunshine of Dick’s laughter. That thought warranted some serious consideration, not to mention talking to Dick, but—just the idea that he could have that? That he trusted himself, and Dick, and their family, enough to have that?

It was more than enough.

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(Three days before Jason moved into the manor, Dick called a family gathering.

“Why is Jason not here, then?” Tim asked, frowning. “If it’s a family matter, it concerns him, too.”

Dick could kiss him for that. Instead he said: “Because it’s about him. I’m gonna lay down some ground rules, okay?”

Jason letting Dick convince him to move back in with them… that was huge. And dangerous. Dick had figured out long ago that Jay and Bruce had no idea how to handle each other anymore. Neither did the rest. That didn’t mean they didn’t want to. Dick was hopeful.

It was just… Jay was the best thing in Dick’s world; his support, his light, his conscience. He just made everything better. And Dick had no intentions of letting their family or anyone else fuck that up.)

(I’m taking prompts.)

#elareine writes #batfamily #jaydick #jason todd #this was meant to be shorter and is totally unedited because it's 1am and i wanna bedone with it #sorry

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lois-carroline · 3 years

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A/N: hey guys, this was requested in Wattpad 🥰🥰 I hope in Tumblr also someone will ask requests🙄🙄. *Sigh* alright I am gonna write another request.😚

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ACCIDENTAL DATE

I woke up on a pleasant morning. And went downstairs only to see Lily cooking. Yes, LILY.

I and Lily are on good terms now. Also, Hannah was found but with some injuries on her body and admitted to the hospital. She was discharged a week ago.

I came to Duskwood and staying at Lily's house. We all met Jake. Yeah, I never expected him to meet in that situation. When we first met I looked like trash.

Guess what? He is also staying in Lily's house with us. We never talked with each other, not even a single word.

I made my way to Lily. "Good morning, sleepyhead" she greeted. I rolled my eyes at the way she called me.

"Do you want any help?" I asked her in a good mood. "Wanna help?" She asked. "Yeah," I said.

"Umm.....there is nothing for you to help," she said looking around searching for some work.

"Oh," I said. "Oh yeah, we should go out today." She said suddenly. "Where?" I asked without knowing.

"We guys are going out to have fun," she said mentioned our legendry group. Of course, it's Jessy, Dan, Richy, Thomas, Hannah, Cleo, Lily and Me.

"Jake also coming," she said which made me look at her. "Go and get ready, we are leaving after our breakfast. And I will inform Jake about this," she told while cooking.

"Ok...." I said and went to my room to get ready.

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After 15 mins, I went downstairs again. I saw Jake who is wearing his black hood. Well, he is cute in that.

He caught me staring at him! I felt my cheeks heat up, I turned my face to another side.

I am sure I must be looking crazy to him.

"Guys, let's go," Lily said. I and Jake only nodded.

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We three arrived at Rainbow Cafè. After seeing them they all gave bone-crushing group hugs.

After that, we all sat in a place and started chatting. After some time Thomas got a phone call.

"Sorry, guys we should go now." He said mentioning himself and Hannah. "We have some urgent work," he excused himself.

We continued our chats. Now, Cleo got a phone call. After attending her call. "I am really sorry guys, I have already promised a person that I will make a cake for them so, I have to go." She said apolitically.

"Alright, no problem" I assured her which she returned with a smile. After 5 mins, Richy got a call. "Uhh.... a customer is waiting in Garage, I have to leave.....also Jessy," he said hesitantly.

They also left. Weird. How can everyone get work? They all planned to spend time with our group.

Again Lily got a phone call. "Guys....we have to leave...." she said mentioning Dan and herself. "Oh, then let's go," Dan said.

"I am sorry, you both enjoy the day. We are leaving," she said mentioning Me and Jake. "No, no, Lily. Lily" before I could Finish she dragged Dan out and left.

I looked at Jake, who is staring at me. "W-well.....how about let's go somewhere?" I asked him. He only nodded.

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We are now walking on the road. "How are you?" He asked suddenly. "I-i am good," I shuttered.

"So....how about you?" I asked. "Good," he said. The place became silent again. "So?" He asked. "Hmm?" I hummed.

"Shall we go to a place?" He asked without looking at me. "Yeah, sure," I said with a little excitement.

After some time we stood in front of a Chinese Restaurant. "Let's go," now Jake said in excitement like a child which made me chuckle.

He grabbed my hand and went inside the Restaurant.

We took a table and Jake ordered Lo Mein and Wonton Soup he asked me what he wants, since I don't know anything about that so I made him order for me too.

after some time our dish arrived

"Jake?" I asked which made him look at me. "What?" He asked with a smile "I...I don't know to use chopstick.." I said hesitantly. "It is my first time to a Chinese Restaurant" I added.

He smiled "let me teach you," he said and started to teach me. "Like this?" I asked. "No, not like this," he said and held my hand and taught me.

After 5 mins

I finally Learnt how to use chopsticks. "Hehe, like this?" I asked grinning. He chuckled "yes," he said.

We started to eat. While eating two female staff came to us. "Hello, you guys are our 'best couple' of the day," the staff said with a smile.

What couple? "No, we are not...." Before I could finish they dragged us to a place which was full of photos of couples.

I looked at Jake and eyed 'whats going on?' and he eyed 'i don't know

I sighed "what is this?" I asked the two staff. "We are taking pictures of the best couples who come to our restaurant," she said with a grin.

"Well....why did you chose us as the best couple?" I questioned her. She smiled "we saw your boyfriend taught you how to use chopsticks, you guys were so cute at that time," she replied which made me blush.

"So, can you guys stand there for a photo?" The staff asked polaroid camera.

I hesitantly looked at Jake who is already looking at me. "Quick quick, stand there," the staff said.

We stood as they said. They took a photo of us and gave one photo to us and another she pinned on the photo gallery.

We left the restaurant. It's nearly 3 in the evening. We started to walk. "Is this considered as a Date?" I asked Jake without looking at him.

"Maybe? .....yeah," He nervously said. I slowly moved my hand and held his. He looked at me with a tint of red on his cheek. He is cute while blushing.

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At Phil's Bar Aurora

"Guys, you are all amazing!" Lily said with excitement. "You all did a great job," she added.

"Finally, Hacker Boy and MC are talking," Dan said. "Of course, I am happy for them," Hannah said with a smile.

"I think they wouldn't have talked without our help," Jessy said with a Chuckle. "So, we did a great job," Richy said "we should celebrate this," Cleo added.

"Yes, let's drink," Thomas said and they all gave a toast. "MISSION COMPLETED" They all shouted.

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#duskwood mc #duskwood #duskwood fandom #duskwood jake #duskwood everbyte #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood jake x mc #everbyte studios #duskwood man without a face #duskwood jake x player

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astrovian · 4 years

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ranking daniel miller outfits because apparently I have nothing better to do right now

an extremely long one y’all, so it’s under the cut

started at the bottom, now we’re.... still here at the bottom of the list

the running outfit. y’know. that one

look, I know it’s the middle of winter in Berlin and Daniel’s doing his best, but there is something about this that is just not that great. still looks 100x better than my running outfit but I think it’s the beanie that really gives this last place. or is it the double beanie? either way, not an outfit I would wear to try and romance my girl in (even if you are exercising with them). the only real redeeming feature of the outfit is the black turtleneck all zipped up

1.8/10

the sneaky sneaky boy outfit

the perfect outfit for the job because it’s completely unremarkable. the ‘hood over cap’ combo makes me expect to see a 20 year old hacker skulking about under there, but wait - surprise... it’s a handsome middle-aged man?

RA can rock a cap or hood but the double-combo just doesn’t do it for me. I guess I can be happy the third hood isn’t up as well to form a trifecta?

Daniel may need to be sneaky to do his job but I would argue that if I saw a man with a hood over his cap in broad daylight chilling in a cemetery I would have more questions than if I just saw a regularly dressed man chilling in a cemetery in broad daylight

3/10

almost every s1 suit

look, RA looks fantastic in a suit and no one is disputing that. I’m just saying that this is about as bland a suit and tie combo as it gets and from my recall of season one we see this almost every single time he’s in the station.

this one is even a bland grey. grey has it’s place but in the office it can turn into a bit of a snooze. mix up your office-wear & make it fun Daniel. wear a cool-coloured tie. put some funny socks on.

4/10

the casual summer businessman

something bothers me about this. is it the combo of the untucked shirt and the khaki pants? on their own either is fine

or is it just that this is one of the first times we see Daniel and the look has almost no personality to it? who knows

4.1/10 (for the unbuttoned collar and rolled-up sleeves)

the casual summer businessman goes to a bbq

almost the exact same outfit as the casual summer businessman, but the shirt’s a different colour which somehow makes it a lot better

this man wouldn’t look out of place at a bbq, which is a great choice from the styling team considering Daniel actually wears this to the team bbq in the show

4.5/10 solely for just being a bit plain and boring

I’ve finished filing those papers you wanted

no tie and one undone button? Daniel, you tease!

4.6/10

sneaky sneaky boy part 2

this is what I’m talking about. I still find people wearing caps indoors incredibly suspicious for someone trying to blend in (possibly because I was raised to believe that hats were an outdoors only look) but Daniel looks like a grown man and no longer looks like he should be a 20 year old hacker. success!

4.6/10 for an ultra-casual Daniel

I’m just here to file some papers and get paid

see? same suit every time. at least this one’s a nice black which is an upgrade from the grey and really suits RA

4.7/10

every day is a work day if you try hard enough - the winter edition

a non-matchy-matchy blue tie! a winter coat! a turned up collar! it may not be exciting but at least now we’re cooking

in all fairness though, our coat is quite dull and anonymous and the only real notable thing about it is the choice to keep the collar upturned. nothing to write home about if it wasn’t for the RA attached to it

4.7/10

every day is a work day if you try hard enough - the winter edition pt. 2

the hooded coat makes for a nice relaxation of the business suit. other than that, not much to say.

4.73/10

once more unto the (lapel) breach

we find ourselves having to ask: is Daniel Miller really Daniel Miller if his coat lapel isn’t popped?

this the FBI man who turns up at your house to either arrest you or escort you to safety. oh, sorry, CIA I guess given the context of the show

looks great because of RA being the one wearing it but a fairly mundane look

4.8/10

up, up, and away

bicycle Daniel was a nice look which I wasn’t expecting out of this show. mainly because I have never ever in my life seen a man in a suit on a bike.

in NZ they all use cars and at the very least bike in casual clothes then get changed at work. is biking in suits a European thing?

there’s absolutely nothing special or spectacular about the clothes, but put Daniel on a bike and it works really well?

maybe it’s the cape effect or leather gloves. or even just the notion of seeing a fully-dressed business man in a suit whiz by you on a bicycle.

whatever it is, it’s appreciated

4.8/10

the party boy

in s1 Daniel has only one look if he’s going out on the town - he ditches the tie & opens two buttons (or three if he’s feeling saucy)

I’ll never complain about this this look because let’s be honest, who would, but we also need to face reality that, like his suits, it’s also a bit repetitive and lacks a bit of something after seeing it for the 5th episode in row

4.9 /10

it might be time for you to go to bed

the party boy has finally lost his ‘I’m too cool for you’ vibe and partied his jacket and several shirt buttons off (quite literally). bonus points for the completely rumpled shirt and hair

the only thing that is eye-catching in this outfit is the skin it reveals

4/10

puzzle time *finger guns* (to anyone who didn’t grow up in New Zealand quoting this ad I apologise)

now this is a Daniel I would sit down and do a puzzle with. which is probably a good thing as he is quite literally solving a puzzle in this scene

5/10 for evoking the correct feeling from the audience but otherwise there is nothing special here

is mission impossible hiring?

the gloves? the backpack? the jacket and zipped sweater? you see this man and know your mainframe is about to be hacked

not the worst. but not the best. love the zipped sweater, could lose the gloves.

5.5/10

let’s get cozy

now this is a dapper fellow. the thin black scarf? brilliant with the signature coat collar

a Daniel who would probably lend you his coat or scarf if you complained about the cold

5.6/10

someone who would feed the ducks at the park

this is how to put in RA in a baseball cap. the subtle tartan of his scarf, which is tied in a knot? the perfect winter spy outfit

this is a Daniel you want to go on walks in a park with.

5.8/10

uncle Daniel goes on a trip to the mall

the more I look at that jacket the more I appreciate it. It’s a stunning blue which makes a nice contrast to the usual dull grey of his sweater and is a colour that looks great on RA. It even has some quilting for added interest

5.96/10

he’s the ‘fun uncle’

the warm sweater and scarf? this is the uncle who takes you out to do fun things while you’re supposed to be grounded and tells you not to tell your mom

nothing amazing in this outfit but also nothing to complain about considering it’s in s1. a funner, casual side to Daniel we don’t often see (am I bitter about never seeing his cousin and her son after s1? a little)

a solid 6/10

hope is fragile and also a black sweater

the fact that we never see this sweater on its own is what lets it down here

putting that to one side, the snuggly sweater? the green bomber jacket? this is a classic s2 Daniel look. but hang on - this is from s1?

Daniel’s letting us know via this s1 outfit that it will all be good in the near future if we can just hang on until he gets his s2 wardrobe

6.1/10 for providing hope for the future

hello? it’s your future ex-boyfriend calling

this man isn’t Daniel Miller - he’s a career model who can GET IT and he knows it

6.6/10

comfy sweater boy

so simple but so, so, so good

this is a Daniel I would want to cuddle up on a couch with. he’s a soft boy who wouldn’t hurt anyone and probably makes a great hot chocolate

6.7/10

comfy sweater boy goes for a walk outside

the colour of his sweater goes nicely with the coat. and once again: is he really Daniel Miller if his collar isn’t popped?

he loses 0.1 of a point for losing a bit of the soft boy look that the sweater just by itself brought to the party

6/10

comfy sweater boy ran out of hot chocolate at his so comes round to your place for takeaway

I just really enjoy the colour of this sweater, okay? the easy, layered sweater look? the takeaway chinese? this is a man after my heart and I’m also pretty sure I’ve worn this exact outfit before

6.1/10

if looks could kill

leather jacket? perfect. but what really brings this together? the black v-neck of course. RA never wears enough v-necks

‘nuf said

6.9/10

the Adam Price moment

this is one of the rarest of cases - a s2 outfit that wasn’t a 100% hit for me. everything about this outfit slaps except for the polo shirt

blue bomber jacket? hell yeah. hidden orange detailing on the inside? that’s what I’m talking about. colour combo of shirt and jacket? well done

polo shirt itself? meh. even if it was just a plain polo that would have been great. for some reason the embroidered logo and collar stripes push me over the edge

I don’t know why but whenever I see a man in a polo shirt like this, I immediately think they are heading to the golf course and are probably not the type of person I would chill with (given that I don’t play golf)

on Adam Price? sure. on Daniel Miller? nah, he knows better

7/10 (mainly for the bomber)

guess who’s back? back again. Adam’s back. tell a friend

I know this is lower ranked than most of the outfits on this entire list but is still found at the upper end of this list. That’s ‘cause it just had to come after the Adam Price moment, okay?

they took everything that was wrong with the Adam Price moment (e.g. the entire polo shirt) and then focused our attention on it

it doesn’t matter how tightly it clings to RA’s body, it’s not overriding my unjustified hatred of polo shirts

3.5/10

I’m here to make important calls while I dine in a fine restaurant

another updated suit look post-s1. I picture this Daniel eating at a nice Italian restaurant for lunch before returning to work for an important business conference

and is that a textured shirt I spy? well done

7.3/10

the shirt is even better without the jacket.

the undone buttons? c’mon

it’s just a nice shirt okay

7.5/10

comfy sweater boy’s older brother

for one thing, those low-slung sweatpants are a blessing and didn’t get enough screen time.

then on top of that the oversized shirt that drapes in just the right and most comfy way? the bare feet? I would call in sick to work if I saw Daniel wearing this outfit in my house

this is a Daniel who has lost comfy sweater boy’s innocence but who I would still wanna cook food and binge netflix with

this is absolute peak comfy Daniel

a well-deserved 7.8/10

the ‘I can’t believe I wasted so much time with the same suit and coat combo over and over in s1′ Daniel

this Daniel is the sum of everything that is wrong with s1 Daniel and everything that is right about s2 & s3 Daniel

the casual suit jacket. the rolled up sleeves. the loose casual shirt. this is a Daniel who works hard but knows how to have a good time and will 100% seduce you in a foreign city

8.5/10

come to the dark side

the same as the ‘I can’t believe I wasted so much time with the same suit and coat combo over and over in s1′ Daniel but with his classic coat and popped collar for some added mystery to the character

like the ‘I can’t believe I wasted so much time with the same suit and coat combo over and over in s1′ Daniel this man will 100% seduce you in a foreign city but also will not hesitate to use his superior strength to pin you against a wall while he makes out with you

8.59/10

I mean...

I’m not sure you can class underwear as an ‘outfit’ as such, but uh.... sorry, what was I saying? I got a little distracted

I refuse to put a numerical rank on this/10

don’t tell your dad about this one

I know we’ve established that underwear is not really an outfit, but these are pants so I’m gonna say this one counts.

the undone belt? the obvious shirtlessness? hanging with this man will definitely end with someone in jail (and it won’t be him). but at least it’ll be a fun ride on the way down to hell

i refuse to assign numerical value to the semi-naked ones because that’s not fair on the other outfits/10

is he here to fix a car, murder someone or sweep me off my feet? who knows and honestly who cares when he looks like that?

the khaki jacket brings in some ruggedness which tip-top Daniel below is missing while still keeping it effortlessly cool.

this is Daniel. fucking. Miller and he doesn’t care what you think

99.99/10

tip-top Daniel

this is Daniel right at his peak.

everything - the casual bomber from the Adam Price moment earlier, the plaid shirt, the undone buttons, the aviators. the HAIR.

Damn, Daniel. Damn.

100/10

#i 100% expect everyone here to disagree with me #richard armitage #daniel miller #berlin station

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octalove · 4 years

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VIII: Struck by Lightning

(Batgirl/Red Hood)

Description: Reader makes a confession, and goes on a date. Previous.

TW: Brief mention of gore (just blood)

In the weeks succeeding the Little Italy mission, I found a rhythm in the two conflicting heartbeats of my life. Occasionally, I met with Jason to file down the multitude of criminals who opposed him (it wasn’t all rescuing orphans and kittens, but his justice was fair and swift), and other than that, I carried on with life as normal; both as myself, and Batgirl. It was an inconsistent, exciting balancing act.

I tried to humor Bruce’s transparent attempts to placate me with cold cases, deeming it study. My school work had unsurprisingly lost its appeal, and I found myself rocking in the river banks of what was sure to be a failing grade in most of my classes- though I had yet to run ashore. Yet.

I danced along, despite my reprisal (a lack of sleep, and white lies on either side), and overall there was a certain stalemate. With that, peace. Or at least, the closest I could get.

On a Saturday I happened to have free (to my great relief), I woke up at one in the afternoon, to a blessedly dim day that kept the light in my room dark enough to cradle my lie-in.

I washed the sleep from my face, and stumbled downstairs, muscles sore from a Thursday night mission with Jason at the Port (of which I told my family I was going to a party). Tim was the only one in the kitchen- looking like he, too, had just crawled out of bed. He was eating cereal in silence.

We hadn’t been avoiding each other, per say- just got wrapped up in our own routines. Routines that kept me out of the house, and him trapped within it.

“Morning.” I said.

“Mm.” He replied.

I poured out my own bowl of cereal and settled on top of the glossy white granite. It was kind of a running joke at the Wayne household that you could sit anywhere but the chairs. Even Damian picked up on it- and, naturally, he was the best at it- perching his lithe little form atop the fridge at one point.

Now, Tim and I sat side by side on the countertop, shoulders brushing and spoons clanging against our glass bowls. Nothing more was said, but it was a comfortable silence.

I thought, for a second, about the world he’d been living in for the past few months as November bled into December. About his work and his many, many jobs he had to do. The way he shouldered them all week-to-week. He didn’t have to, but he did.

Tim made me a better person. I thought so, anyway.

But then, before I met him, I was the kind of person who let Carolyn Crawford slap me across the face to cover for someone else’s secret. Now, I was the kind who let other people take the blame for mine. Maybe Tim didn’t make me a better person. Only I could do that.

“I need to talk to you.” I said it firmly, and with authority. Mostly to convince myself that I was certain in my intention to go through with it. Bruce eyed me, looking up from his book.

“Alright.”

“...”

“In private.”

Alfred and Damian’s voices carried through to the living room as they had tea (an evening tradition). Bruce nodded, closed his book, and led me upstairs.

His office was a quiet, peaceful place. Finished dark wood, glass tables, and black leather accents. It was the room in the house that was most furnished to his own private taste, and thus, a glimpse inside was into him. It was mostly predictable; W.E. briefcases, notebooks and pens, case files open, and a map of the city that was displayed behind his desk. But there were other things too; a rubik’s cube half solved on the settee, a magazine featuring Vicki Vale with a pen in her hand and a defiant, head-strong look on her face. A gorgeous trailing point knife that belonged to Damian (probably confiscated).

I sat down in the chair that faced his own; his giant, glossy desk between us. I wanted to be swallowed into the dark leather. I felt like I was back at the shrink.

“Tim didn’t sneak off on the 21st.” I said quickly, cutting off the silence as quickly as I could. “He’s not the one who saw Red Hood kill that guy. It was me. I made Tim promise not to tell. He lied to cover for me.”

Bruce was quiet. He did that a lot; made you wait for him to speak. Seconds, minutes, hours. It all felt the same when he let you simmer in your own mistakes. I didn’t look up.

“I see.”

Silence. A long, testing silence. His irritating little desk clock ticked away.

“Is that all you wanted to tell me?” He asked.

I nodded.

“Very well. You’re dismissed.”

“Really?” I asked. “That’s it? You’re not mad?”

He paused. “Should I be?”

I blinked, gaze falling on the floor. “I put Tim in a really shitty position. He didn’t have to lie, but he did because I asked him to. I’m mad at me.” I admitted quietly.

Bruce nodded pedantically, resting his head on his hand. “Then that’s good enough for me.”

I furrowed my brow. It wasn’t good enough for me. “It was wrong.” I clarified, trying to press for some manner of reprimand that I didn’t truly want, but felt deserving of anyway. Bruce considered this, in his quiet, inscrutable way. After a moment, he spoke.

“Your mothers trusted me.” He said. I knew that. My parents were business-oriented like that. They were pulled together by happenstance, each without family and carving their own way in the world by studying international law, and applying it to companies who could afford private foreign trade, such as Wayne Enterprises. I attended the parties, the galas, standing around in my designer gowns while my moms handed out their business cards and talked about imports. They weren’t neglectful, just distracted.

“I don’t know if you remember-“

“I do.”

And if I had a dollar for every time the cops or the shrink asked me if I remembered that night, I’d buy my own manor.

Bruce Wayne was at my birth. He and my mothers had been business partners for a while by that time. He watched me, dutifully, when my parents went on date nights, and played catch with me when I accompanied him and Dick to the park. He cooked me breakfast the morning after my mothers died.

I knew it wasn’t a random killing, but he didn’t talk about why they were murdered in their own bed until I was fifteen. By then, I was knowledgeable enough to go searching through the police reports on my own. So instead, one night he’d sat me down at the kitchen table, looking at me earnestly.

“You have to understand, Y/N. Your mothers were...” He’d taken a deep breath. Tried again. “They were involved in things. Things I didn’t know about. It made them a lot of enemies.” Then, something harder passed his features. A frustration.

“They were completely blind to the fact that it meant you would never have a normal life. Not as long as they kept it up- that... double life.” I let the statement hang in the air for a time. “That was stolen from you, from the moment they got involved with the Baciu. And I’m sorry.”

It was easy to be sorry. I was sorry, too. My mothers got themselves tangled in Gotham’s heroin trade, and they weren’t careful enough, so they died for it. It was fairly cut and dry. Open file, close case. But the part that was so bitter to swallow was that it happened to me. A fourteen-year-old child creeping into my mothers’ bed because I’d heard a noise, and the re-runs of Ghost Hunter I’d religiously consumed were conjuring movement in the shadows. But there were no ghosts. Just sheets stained with blood that looked black in the darkness. Just the wet, clogged sort of sound when I peeled back the covers, unable to register they way my mothers were bent, and stilled in a way that only death can induce, where just earlier that night they’d been walking and talking. Bringing me Chinese take-out for dinner.

Their death, and everything that followed was emptying. Cracking open a great chasm and bringing death home, into the halls, and into my room. No longer a rumor. It was an empty chair, and a storied space made cold and worthless. It would’ve been easier if they had simply died as a random killing. Tragic, standard, random Gotham City killing. If I had just been that unlucky. If they’d only been struck by lightning. Instead, I grieved twice; once for who they were, and another time, for who I thought they were.

When Bruce adopted me, I became Batgirl. I made it my own vendetta to stop criminals without killing them, because I knew that some- most of them had children at home who would be the real victims if I did.

But then, I thought deeper. More considerately, about who my mothers were. Moreover, who they weren’t. Pearl and gold, white teeth and hairspray. Singing to me, and playing Monopoly, at which they were both so competitive that they had to kiss and make up after every game. Bringing me a strawberry cupcake in bed every year on my birthday. Kissing me on the head. Telling me to be good. Leaving me in that big house. Going off to Port Adams, or Crime Alley. Signing orders. Putting bodies in Finger River.

Nobody’s innocent here, dollface.

“They trusted me.” Bruce’s voice interrupted my reminiscing with the ghosts of my past. “I know their death was hard, and you may still be recovering. I’m trying to do the best I can for you.” He finished. For all the gnashing teeth and avaricious expanses of Gotham City secrets, he looked tired.

“I know, Bruce.” I said quietly. “Me too.”

The following Tuesday, I got home from school and started on a mountain of homework I needed to do- some make up work as well. Christmas break was around the corner, and I was slowly losing motivation as the semester drew to a close. I had too many distractions; and tonight was no exception.

Ding.

My phone buzzed, and I looked down, eyebrows raising to find that it was a text from Jason- one that wasn’t just a pin dropped to a location.

Meet me at Twin Sharks. I’ll buy you a coffee.

- What’s the occasion?

No reply. I sighed. I should’ve called him and made him tell me, but I knew that I would go no matter what, so I decided to play the apathy card. Despite my cool response, my heart (the traitor) was fluttering like a bird. Was this about the kiss? Our partnership? Was it an actual, regular date? Or was he breaking it off? My mind raced, and as I pulled together a tasteful outfit and sprayed myself with perfume, I promised myself that it wasn’t for him.

The Twin Sharks was a diner in Upper West Side, near China town. It was nicer than the likes of Sherman’s, or anything else East End had to offer. The late afternoon was unexpectedly bright, clouds parted for a sweet reprieve of gold and blush in the sky. The sun was a striking blood-orange, hung low over the city. It struck a match in my chest- some childish, poetic hopefulness.

The diner’s door jingled, and I scanned the booths and tables. It was a little crowded, but I spotted Jason alone in a booth, his eyes cast down, involved with his phone. I made my way over to him, slipping off my coat and plopping down his opposite.

“Hey.” I said. His eyes fell upon me, and I saw something on his face- maybe surprise, or something to that effect- before he composed his expression into something unreadable.

“Hey.”

The diner had a big, hot pink neon sign that depicted a matching pair of sharks above the counter. Its buzzing glow mixed with the orange gleam of the lowering sun through the windows- it was all very rose-colored.

The waitress put a coffee in front of me, and I got to work on adorning it with the little cream and sugar packets on the table. He watched me do it for while.

“What?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.

“Nothin’.” He said. Then, he reached across the table, and took my hand, pulling it back to him, and pressed a soft kiss to my knuckles. I was so startled by it that I dropped the sugar packet I was holding. Neither of us seemed to notice. He turned my hand over and placed another kiss in the inside of my wrist before returning it safely to my side of the table. I was certain my face burned like the neon sharks.

“I’m- um- is this a date?” I asked, trying to get him to say something- anything- to get my mind off the way he’d just reduced me to a puddle.

He looked amused by that. “You want it to be?”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged, stirring my coffee. “You invited me.”

He nodded, eyes falling away. “Yeah. I’ve got an update for you. D’amici business.”

“Oh.” By the look on his face, it wasn’t good news.

“You’re not gonna like it.”

“Perfect. My day’s been a little too good so far.” I said. He slid me his phone- on the screen was an article from the Gotham Quarterly.

Young Bride Found Murdered in Diamond District Estate

I read over it a couple times, brow furrowing. “You mean...“

“Penelope. It happened last night.”

“Shit.” I muttered, scrolling down and scanning through the article. My throat caught as I read over it. She was shot in her bed. “It says there’s no suspects.”

“Course it does. It’s the mafia. They handle things nice and quiet.”

“And I’m guessing you have a few a suspects.” He nodded grimly as I slid his phone back to him.

“One better. I know exactly who did it. I think you do, too.”

I put my head in my hands, mulling over my options. Really there was only one. Penelope’s beautiful, flustered face and apologetic eyes flashed through my mind. Her wind-chime laugh as we ate scones under the watchful eye of her adoring, peculiar grandmother.

“Okay.” I resolved. “Let’s get that girl justice.”

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