#bro if he’s hinting at something I swear to god

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Oh boy! A new photo of Araki! He looks so good—

PAUSE!!! WHAT. IS. THAT?????

[occamstfs]

Chauffeur Swap

Another epistolary TF ! Cocky office worker to an equally cocky gym bro, trait swap + IQ Drain aplenty -Occam

Monday May 6th

Morning 

I’m beyond thrilled that I’m finally being looked at for a promotion. I’ve worked my ass off for this company ever since I graduated and I am not going to let this chance slip through my fingers. It’s such a good gig, in the week leading up to them filling the position they’re letting us use the company’s chauffeurs as just one little hint of the luxury this promotion will afford us.

At least, that’s what I thought before my driver arrived to pick me up and I saw what a slob of a man my driver was! I mean my word! I thought it was a prank or something else untoward! I’m sure he could tell too, I could not muster even a shy smile, nothing to do but grimace. God and that was before I got in! He must have just been an Uber hired or something because it smelled like a locker room in there! Truly vile!

God willing this is a one off occurrence, hate to get the oaf in trouble. Though judging by the state of his hygiene though he clearly needs to be taught a lesson somehow! I mean even with this job I couldn't afford to buy cologne enough to hide that stink- perhaps some dog-strength febreze- Ha!

Evening

Godddd fuck! The last thing I needed after such a stressful day was to be greeted by that animal’s face- worse yet, his SCENT! I underestimated just how grueling this interview charade would be. It is just one final hurdle to the big leagues though. I will leave petty contrivances like suffering through this unpleasant car ride behind.

Just to make the time pass with greater speed I put forth some small talk. Not like I could hold my breath near long enough to make a difference, and it couldn’t hurt to vent about what a hassle the day had been hm? After this though he started talking about himself and fwoh- could I not care less about whatever surely protein-fart based drivel or beer-brained diatribe he launched into. 

Perhaps this is unfair, I did not deign to listen to him. So perhaps he’s better than he seems. But who could blame me, sitting in that car was punishment enough to earn me tuning him out. And! And! For him to have the benefit of the doubt surely he could at least wear deodorant! Hm. Unless he is trying? God that would be depressing, to be so, ugh- I continue to hold out hope I never see him again

Tuesday May 7th

Morning

Mm, I simply must develop a better poker face if I am to continue to suffer in this odor for the week, god forbid even longer- I have prepared accordingly however, yesterday no one mentioned it at work but I swear I kept smelling it, him, all day? Same when I got home, just everytime I calmed down from work bam! I smelled this horrid car ride. I am bringing my cologne to work with me, I plan to put it at lest once more when I arrive at work.

It’s just, Why is this my problem right! I don’t know what his problem is, but I don’t see why I have to suffer because of it right? I should not have to deal with someone like this, he’s supposed to be working for me. I uh, it’s not like I think I’m better than him I just, well I am better than him. Hm, I lost my train of thought. 

Ugh, I keep spacing out today- I’m sure it has to do with my twice-daily rides with, hm. I don’t even know his name. It’s? You know I don’t care. I just need to take it easy, I’m not letting this fucking dude-bro pitstain of a man bother me this much! I’m getting my bag and he is not worth a second further of my, uh, attention.

Evening

I have a headache and I don’t know how it is his fault but it has to be. This whole thing is setting me on edge, I need to chill about Ben. That’s right Ben! I got his name, I actually told him about my headache and he told me that he usually meditates to clear his mind- which crazy that someone so, despite all appearances, mindful treats his body like a sty but- Well not a sty I suppose, or at the very least a well built one- 

Ah, that’s not quite appropriate is it. God he is hot though. Honestly sitting there just breathing in his, uh, scent, helped with the headache. Wait no, it was the meditation, God, why can I not stop thinking of his fucking B.o. My headache was gone but now I feel I’m beginning to run a fever, or at the very least I need to turn down the AC or something-

Better not affect my work tomorrow.

Wednesday May 8th

Morning 

Not gonna be a good one. I fucking woke up late which ive literally never done before! I barely got myself up and ready in time and didn’t realize until the car but I didn’t bring my cologne with me. It turned out to be the least of my problems however as when I got in his car I fully spilled my coffee all over the backseat. Hopefully this will mask his putridity because I now have to sit in the front with him for the ride.

He must know. He has to know it has to be some kinda sick, uh, fetish or something. Its untendable untenable. god get your shit together Jacob. Its so hard to focus on anything else now that Im sitting right by him. I need to talk to someone about this, fuck its like hes exposing his pits on purpose. He wants me to stare at him, i bet. Bet he gets some sort of sick rise out of me. Im sure him and all the other chauffeurs probably get together and jack off about how repulsive and, uh, strong they all are.

God Fuck! Get me out of this car im losing my mind! Need to, ill just get some work done on the commute, should help i think. God its getting hot in here again or something, so help me if this fucker starts actively sweating im gonna lose it

Evening

i just couldnt get anything done today i dont know what was fucking up dude? it was just so hot in there and i mustve forgotten to put deodorant on this morning, people kept complaining but i didnt even notice? i guess i was sweating more than usual, but like, it was so hot in that office and my clothes felt weird, tight almost. As if tho, lol im sure no one even really noticed that i was off.

OH speaking of, Ben really put himself together on the ride home today. He was wearing a button up and everything, must have seen how nice im living and got his shit together! Maybe ive been to hard on the douche? nah car still smelled like shit haha! Or i think it did? didnt really notice it until like halfway thru?

Fuck my clothes are so tight all of a sudden, godd its so hot actually. I look fucking huge in this tiny little monkey suit- almost like Benjamin ha- as if id stoop so low, even if i started getting massive not like id be dum enough to be on his level lol

Thursday May 9th

Morning

Fuckin couldnt find ANYTHING this morning dude! it was like someone came in and took or hid everything i need for work today. ended up having to just fuckin leave for the car without a suit jacket- pretty sure ive got an extra in my office tho so were chill there. mm probably shouldve shaved tho lol

Oh yeah the files! i had some reports that i needed to bring in but totally couldnt find them! Turns out benjamin had them the whole time it was weird, guess i left them last night. but he was like such an ass about it, like he knows anything though the uh, jock, jerk uh. hes actually dressed better than me rn isnt he. Finally threw on a dress shirt, surely inspired by me haha- pulling it off quite well too, his chest hair peaking up through mm-

Fuckkk dude my cocks kinda getting hard looking at him, starting to smell musty in the car too, wait oh shit i didnt even notice that it didnt reek when i got in! weird that its starting to stink now tho whats up with that, looks like hes finally noticing tho ha! its nice to see him finally react to how bad my uh, no how I GOD, how bad fuckin’ he stinks obviously. whatever, ive got more important stuff to think about.

Evening 

okay work was like, not fuckin chill today. idk what was up but like, every little thing i did today just wasnt good enough apparently like okay?? you know me, if something seems off clearly, fucking OBVIOUSLY it uh, i? god my head just keeps going blank i dont get it, im just. Huh, kinda smells like Ben all of a sudden, oh fuck lol my pits have completely sweat through my shirt-

None of this matters anyway though bro! Because i just had the BEST sesh with Ben after work!! honestly the work shit doesnt even bother me, shouldve seen me its like i am a natural at this shit i was getting a pump like ive done it a hundred times. im sure it smelled like a locker room on the ride home lol

OH! I didnt even say, it was all ben’s idea!!! he said the gym always helps him when uh, things get too hard to think about and fuckk bro hes so right. hes so, lol i almost said hes so smart- he definitely knows how to work out though, he kept helping me with my technique but im prety sure he just wanted an excuse to touch me- 

not that im complaining LMAO- every time he did it was like i felt myself getting stronger, and less worried about all those yes-man suit fuckers! hed adjust my arms and i would feel my biceps just suddenly pump larger, hed bump his hands into my pecs while spotting me and theyd just force the bar up even faster, wish hed just go ahead and grab my cock lol

theres time yet too- gonna crash at his place tonight! hopefully ill get to see him put his magic fingers and tight body to use cause fuck bro idk if it was the pump or what but i dont think my balls have ever been this blue, like any time i try to think about, oh ughh, work i just. mm everything in my body just begs me to fucking blow a load- 

Friday May 10th

Morning

fucker just went to bed early- got me all riled up and then i had to jack off alone. felt way better than usual tho, my cock seems bigger to lol, dk whats up with that. wanted to try again this morning but ben was just on my fucking ass trying to get me out the door 

i didnt have any of my clothes, duh, so i just threw on some of his, crazy how much they fit me? they even kinda already smell like me lol. he actually put a suit on which seems wild, funny that i look like a slob and he looks like some uh, fancy guy. Like i should right? uhh is my headache coming back? lol idk but looking at him in that fucking suit sure is making it hard to focus-

ben said i can just change n stuff when we got to the office, its why hes dressed up. ill go ahead and drive us and then hell just run up and get my clothes, idk if theyll fit tho? feel like im larger than i was for some reason- oh yeah my massive fucking pump lol- 

mh speaking of pump, maybe while hes up there ill have time to jack another one out, not like anyonell see or care ya? like its a problem im about to be the fuckin alpha of this company or uh, something. itll be done before hes back, only evidence will be cum stains on his clothes lol. ugh it smells so fucking dank in here i might just cum without touching it lol

Evening

shit man, dont know what i was doing? i feel like i was supposed to go into work today but ben says from now on im just his driver. which easy gig right lol? doesnt even care that i dont shower huhuh-

he got his big promotion today!!! he looked so smug and hot when he came down to tell me, and he promised wed have some fun about it when he got home tonight- just gotta drop him off at some stupid fancy dinner ill probably hit the gym while hes there. gotta keep it up or ill look like some fucking dweeb

plus that means ill get the car totaly filled with my bo- hell fuckin love that, after he gets a good whiff no way wil he not want to fuck then and there huhuh fuck, kinda needs to get that exercise in now that hes doing whatever bitchass shit they do all they day up there needs to give in and just fuck me finally its been so, ugh long and my balls feel so full, and im sweating so much god im fogging up the windows loli better be careful i need to keep it together until then urgh- 

god i just smell so fucken hot

[apparentlytheproblem]

if was your boyfriend, never let you go keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone

druig recomendations

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lemme just say, HUSBAND DRUID OML. and I'm just a sucker for a confident and king Druid behavior. absolutley adoring this to no ends, smn send help, I forgot how to function. the not really complete without you got me. oh god. just o h g o d. i just feel like i should comment on the narrative, it was so well done and just hit the spot i didn't even know I had.

warnings-

not proofread, annoying men, druig in a button-up with the sleeves rolled up

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bro this slapped in so many different levels, like excuse me. And druig who shares books and annotates? and smug druig? godamn. the sexual tension- smn keep him away from me before i fall in love.

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sunshine - @itsapeterthing

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warmth - @stranger-nightmare

these are one of my favorite's that I've encountered. the end was just lovley. Just the plot of this drabble has me on my knees. it was wonderfully thought and wonderfully written. the author has left no crumbs.

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just a bunch of head cannons which i thought were amazing. overall its just so cute and has me screaming, crying and throwing up. honestly very underated.

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shy lover - @writing-wh0re

[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]

felt that this was just a must included, i don't wanna really have to summarize this cause there wasn't a single line that did not fail to have me hypnotized. just lovley work

warnings-

Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Male Performing Oral, Praise Kink (both), Begging Kink (?), Slight Cocky Druig, Cum kink (?)

[cherrysnip]

i hate you (affectionately) — jeon wonwoo

pairing: wonwoo x reader

content: fluff, college au, tutor!won, junhui is your twin brother

wc: 770

"Hey Y/n? Are you okay? Why do you look so glum?" Your older brother Junhui pinched your cheeks waking you up from your reverie. You just sighed and removed his hand from your face.

"Maybe I really did something bad on my past life to deserve this punishment," you shook your head in dismay. "Why do you even have to suck all the genius blood in our mother's womb and then left nothing for me? What a twin brother you are."

Junhui let out a hearty laugh. He's obviously enjoying this. "So you're being like this because Wonwoo is tutoring you?"

"Do you really have to ask?" you hissed at him. "You could've at least convinced Mom that you'll just be the one to tutor me. You're one of the top students, for God's sake!"

"Yes, but I'd rather not do that because one,” he held up his hand before you and folded a finger. “You're unbearable and you always have a lot of things to complain when I'm teaching you. Two, I have better things to do and three, I'm helping my bestfriend earn his voluntary work hours."

"Just say you love your bestfriend than your own sister."

"I don't. I still love you more. But this might prove beneficial to you in the long run, just give it a shot."

"And how would it benefit me? I would have to spend an hour a day with your prick of a bestfriend! Do you know how torturous that is for me?"

"Well, I think not as torturous as me having to put up with all your unreasonable whining," said a familar voice which was obviously not Junhui's. You turned around only to find the person you have been badmouthing right now. He's still wearing his university uniform with his spectacles on.

Okay. It's hard not to notice that he looks so handsome with it but of course, you're not gonna admit that out loud.

"Bro, you're finally here!" Your brother greeted him and they did this fistbump thingy they always do when they meet each other. "Just please pretend you didn't hear what she said. She didn't have her daily fill of coffee so she's a little dramatic right now."

"She's always dramatic," Wonwoo shrugged. "I'm used to it by now."

You automatically groaned in annoyance, "Don't talk that way about me like I'm not here!"

They both stared at you for a second until Junhui tapped Wonwoo's shoulder. "I'm gonna leave her to you now. I know you can handle her."

Wonwoo nodded, "I guess I have to try my best."

Before you could hear any more of their snide remarks, you already turned around and marched your way to the study room where you will be doing the tutoring session.

It didn't take long until Wonwoo finally followed you. He put down his things first on the table before looking at you.

"Y/n," he calmly called and you swear you could feel his stare digging to the deepest part of your soul. "Won't you give me a hug?"

Your lips broke into a wide smile as you rushed over to him and encircled your arms around his neck. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, babe. Haven't seen you in school the whole day and when I finally came here, I had to hear you call me prick," a hint of sulking was etched on Wonwoo's voice.

"You know I didn't mean that," you said and cupped his face using both of your hands. "I just had to put up a show to my brother. I had to hide my excitement or else he'll know."

"Truth is, he already knows Y/n..."

"What?"

"Jun already knows were together," Wonwoo chuckled upon seeing your shock-stricken face. "He actually set up this whole thing. You know he could tutor you himself but he convinced your Mom that I should do it."

"I bet that's why he was laughing at me earlier. I might've looked so stupid. He's really a menace! He should've just told me the truth," you buried your face in his chest while he tightened his hold on your waist. "And you even agreed with him on calling me dramatic!"

"Because it's true?" he teased which earned him a slap on the back from you. "Nonetheless, it's still one of the many things I love about you, Y/n. It's part of your charm."

You giggled upon hearing what he said, "Should we just go on a date?"

"No," he replied. "We should get some tutoring done today or your brother would wring my neck."

--♡--

[presleyanswrites]

Hey I got a request for jj

That jj is a single dad to a baby girl and he is to scared to hold because he will think he will drop her and John b everyday will try and get jj to hold her then one day jj was holding her on his chest then he takes her everywhere With him hope that make sense

Koala Care

dad!jj x fem!reader x daughter

a/n ahh this is so cutie! thank you for the request anon, love you bunches!

desc JJ holds his baby girl for the first time

wc 1.2k

warnings cursing, grammar, fluff

"Peaches?" JJ comes in through the back door of the chateau, carefully shutting it behind him as he walks through the kitchen to set down a box full of baby supplies.

The usual. Diapers, baby food, her favorite yogurt melts, more of his old band & surf t-shirts to wrap her up in.

He notices Aria crying her eyes out behind him in between the white rails of her bed. he must have forgotten to change her when he left. He also noticed it was pissing off John B who was trying to work on something probably useless and he caught the hint that he's been listening to her cry for at least an hour.

"Shit," he mutters, messing with his backwards hat as he turns his attention away from Aria for a split second to glance at John B. Turns out he was fixing a cooler for the boat.

"Bro." he goes over to him, kicking him in the leg slightly, "You seen Y/n? I really need her help knowing what measurements of tit milk I'm supposed to feed mini me."

John B rolls his eyes to the ceiling as he screws in the side of the cooler handle.

"First of all," he says through a gritted tone from a bolt in between his teeth.

"You gotta stop with the teenage boy, language wording shit."

He spits out the bolt and screws another nail into the bottom.

"You're like a dad now. Its your dick and your daughter, buddy. You really want your kid to go around saying, tit milk?"

JJ tuts. "Bro she cant even talk yet. Plus, I don't remember half the shit i said as a fucking baby. Maybe thats cause my dad probably beat the shit out of me where I like- lost half my cells, but i ain't changing. Plus, daddy will raise her to be the best hooker of man kind. Shes a Pogue, shes not gonna be a goody two shoes if my life depends on it."

John B turns his head around and gives him a look.

"Jesus Christ JJ, did anything click when your girlfriend popped a living thing out of her ass?" He purses his lips.

JJ points his lips downwards and shrugs.

"Or are you always gonna be known as the dad who raised a stripper?" John B rolls his eyes again, taking a weird clear plate out of his box, "Y/n is a doctor for fucks sake, she's the only hope for raising her I swear to God."

John B shakes his head, "I've told you everyday now. You haven't even held her yet."

JJ grips his hat, "Thats because im gonna drop the kid!"

John b slaps his forehead.

"You're litterally her DAD, JJ! Y/n popped a baby out of her kitty sack and you seriously didnt even touch her the day she was born." John B raises his eyebrows. "Do you remember that? Y/n cried in Kie's room FOR AN HOUR thinking you didnt want the kid!"

JJ opens his mouth to respond then stops.

"Whatever. Go back to fixing your cold box and shit," He turns his back to walk away.

John B changes the tip on his screwdriver, "You're gonna have to hold your own ass daughter eventually, dude."

"I hope you screw a nail in your dick!" JJ calls out and tuts again, mumbling under his breath, "teaching me how to handle my own kid..."

"im the one fixing this goddamn cooler so you can drink your shit ass blue moon chilled!" John b yells back, JJ opening the door and slamming it shut to try and find you again.

"y/nnnn," he groans, calling out your name, finding you sitting on the steps outside.

He kneels down and wraps his big arms around you, kissing the side of your head gently.

"Hi baby," he mutters, "How was work?"

you felt your head pulsating before forcing yourself to give a response.

"Hmmm fine. it was busy."

"Yeah?" he strokes your head, "Real quick."

You sigh slightly, "Hmm?"

"how much ti-" He stops, and clears his throat.

"How much milk do I need to feed Ari?" He says in a soft voice, knowing you had a blaring headache from your shift.

You exhale, leaning your arms on your knees.

"theres about 7 oz in the fridge."

He nods, "thank you sweets," he kisses your hair one last time before leaving you in peace to rest your mind.

He goes back inside the chateau, opening the fridge and taking out the bottle, reaching over Aria's crib and putting the tip to her mouth.

"there we are, sweet girl.." he holds the back of her head while she drinks gently, her cries settling down.

After Aria is finished, he stares at her for a moment.

Why was it so hard for him to hold his own daughter? He feels a wave of guilt floods over his spine.

He reaches his hands out, then stops.

"God damnit," He sighs.

"Okay." He stares at Aria one more time. "3, 2.."

"Fuck this."

He picks Aria up gently in his arms, his heart jumping as he does so.

"Holy shit," he breathes. "Oh my God."

He holds her to his chest, making sure to support her back, something he learned in a parenting book he found online as he feels his soul melt in his stomach.

"There we go," he coos softly, rocking her up and down gently.

"Hi love." he holds her up to look in her eyes with the biggest grin on his face.

"You have your mommas eyes, don't you?"

It's like he fell in love with you all over again. Just this time, it was a baby. And it was his baby.

He holds her to him again, hearing you opening the screen door to come back inside the chateau as he looks at you with the stupidest smile on his face.

"JJ.." you breathe, a grin full of your white perfect teeth filling the room as you jog over to him.

You rub his arm gently as you stare at Aria in JJ's arms.

"im so glad." You said, tears slightly filling the bottom of your eyes as your breath catches in your throat.

"She has your eyes," He repeats the observation he made earlier.

You nod with a sniffle, chuckling slightly.

"She has your lips."

JJ presses another soft kiss into the side of your neck.

A few days later, you noticed that JJ dorkily bought one of those baby carrier things to attach to your chest, and you had to admit it was pretty cute seeing Aria giggle with him, taking her everywhere he went.

John B was relieved her finally built up the balls to hold his kid, and if you were honest, you were relieved too.

Kiara bullied him everyday for taking Aria with him everywhere because the baby holder he chose was literally hot pink. Really hot pink.

He was so happy everyday. To be the dad that he never had. The one he had prayed and wished for everyday as a kid.

JJ was such a tough guy, tough face, tough love, tough soul.

but I guess not when it came to you and Aria. You and her were his new world and there was nothing in the entire universe that could take that away from him.

☆ divider & gif credits to @viixcyre @baby-bearie

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I'd love to see more Supernatural stuff like "would you love me if I was a worm?", please! c:

Calling The Spn Boys Really Cringey Nicknames (preference!)

a/n: i literally love you sm. when you requested this i was fr begging my brain to come up with ANYTHING and then boom here you are so thank you sm for this :)) i wasn’t sure if you meant like preferences or a funny little chaotic write up so i did both :) hope you enjoy!! (wendy williams is such a meme.)

Warnings: swearing, chaos tbh, not proofread

characters included: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Crowley

Dean:

Sam was in the room and you know you gotta mess with the moose man

you walk up to dean all innocent and you hand him a beer you got from the fridge.

“here you go, honey bunches.” insert voice you use when talking to a puppy

dean stared for a second before going

“thanks?”

“of course, Schmoopie.”

HELP

Sam rn:

You just walk away like it’s normal and go back to doing whatever you’re doing and sam is literally DISGUSTED

after a couple of seconds he just goes

“schmoopie?” bro is about to cry hes so dead cus wtf is that nickname

“yeah?” you respond, shrugging.

“never say that again.” Sam deadpans and Dean gets up to walk to you.

“what the hell was that nickname.” he asks, a HINT of a blush on his face.

you smiled. “i think it’s cute!”

he literally looks scared.

“stop it. never again.” SHIVER ME TIMBERS

you scarred the poor man and his brother

Sam:

He’s working late on research for a case you guys are in town for and he’s delirious

you bring him a coffee and decide to fuck with him a little bit

“here’s your coffee, Sammy.”

“oh, thank you y/n”

“anything for my cutie patootie!” you kiss his head and walk away

he’s literally going 👁️👄👁️

maybe he’s delirious but he’s not psycho (maybe)

him rn:

“y/n.. what?”

you just turn around all innocent

“what? cant i call you my cutie patootie? or would you rather me call you my schnuckums?”

“what the fuck.”

“y/n. go to bed.”

you made him go to bed because he thought he was hallucinating

castiel:

my precious baby

he totally asked dean all about pet names and stuff and dean was like “STAY AWAY FROM THESE ONES..”

so when you call him your poopsie he’s like 🤨

but he dosent wanna do anything weird so he goes

“love you too, Schmoop.”

GOODBYE.

he fought back

now it’s your turn to actively cringe

you when he fought back:

he tells dean about it the next day and dean is in absolute SHAMBLES

i love cas he deserves nothing but love and support

he would totally keep calling you that name just to see you die inside every time

he loves you

i love him

he’d research cringe couple names and come across Petite Chou (small cabbage) in french and call you that

everyone would think it was something cute and meant a lot

Small Cabbage

Crowley:

i honest to god feel like crowley has seen so much and you’re so chaotic he wouldn’t even bat an eye

“i love you baby cakes!!”

“mhm. love you too, y/n.”

“hey my schmoople!”

“hi y/n.”

“how was your day, snuffleuffagus?”

“good. how was yours, love?”

he’s so used to you and your antics tbh he honestly thinks it’s hilarious

but he isn’t even phased anymore lol

you guys are a power couple

[kunasthiast]

My God (3)

Everything's a negotiation these days. And, it's not something you'll pass up. After all, all of these will just be a ruse, right? Or not…

a/n: this is getting exciting for me T^T the characters are the ones writing this whole story for me sahdhsdah i swear i feel like Sukuna and reader's personalities are really shaping this story!!

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff + angst, Yakuza AU, Enemies to Lovers Word Count: 2,548 All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Chapter 1 • Chapter 2

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“No ring?” 

Sukuna’s laughter rippled through the room, its timbre a mixture of amusement and something deeper, something you couldn’t quite grasp. His gaze bore into yours, a glint of genuine interest shimmering in the depths of his eyes.

You stifled a sigh, the weight of the moment pressing down on you like a heavy cloak. This wasn’t just a game anymore, was it? There is definitely something deeper, something unspoken between you and Sukuna. But for now, you have to focus on the very unexpected proposition at hand. Still can’t believe I said this one out loud.

Sukuna sauntered to the kitchen island, his movements deliberate and confident. As he perched on the edge and crossed his arms, his muscles rippled, drawing unwanted attention from you. Yeah, fuck those arms.

The tension in the air was palpable, like a taut string ready to snap. You know that this will be more than a simple proposition; it will be something full of deception and desire.

"Well, well, well," Sukuna drawled, his voice low and smooth tinged with curiosity. ”You certainly know how to make things interesting, princess."

His response was left you to wonder what lay beneath his confident facade. But one thing was certain—Sukuna was not one to back down from a challenge, especially when it came from you.

Meeting his gaze head-on you, matched his confidence with your own determination, refusing to let your emotions betray you. Emotions of desire, perhaps?

“And you know how to make things complicated, Sukuna,” you countered, your tone laced with equal parts annoyance and intrigue.

He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down your spine. “Touché,” he conceded, his smirk widening into a devilish grin. Ruffling his hair in a casual gesture, he leaned in closer, his gaze unwavering.

And, of course, he has to ask one of the most dreaded questions you’re looking out for to solidify this ruse. Like a guillotine waiting to fall.

“So, what’s in it for me?”

Sukuna’s question hung in the air, tinged with anticipation. Biting your lip, your mind raced as you weighed your words carefully, keenly aware of the staked at hand. “Piss Gojo off,” you replied, your tone calm but laced with underlying frustration. You both know which Gojo you are talking about.

The mere mention of Gojo seemed to inject an unexpected tension into the room.

Sukuna’s gaze lingered on you, his eyes tracing the curve of your lips as you nervously bit down on the soft flesh. “Huh, you engaged to him or something?” Sukuna’s eyebrows raised in surprise, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. This is something that totally caught him off guard.

You sighed, the memory of your earlier confrontation with your father flooding back with a wave of irritation. “Father unfortunately had me arranged to him since forever and I only got to know about it today,” you explained, your voice tinged with resentment and bitterness.

To your surprise, Sukuna’s expression softened, a flicker of sympathy passing across his features. “I see,” he murmured, his tone surprisingly gentle as if he understood more than you realized.

Your heart skipped a beat (don’t worry, the pterodactyls are asleep) at the unexpected tenderness in his voice. “Before you agree, I have to negotiate this one with you,” you interjected, seizing the opportunity to lay down your terms before committing to this risky proposition.

Sukuna raised an eyebrow, his eyes alight with curiosity. "I’m listening," he replied, his interest piqued.

“Firstly,” you began, laying out the conditions of your proposal. “We’ll need to secretly get married. And you’ll have to agree to bring me to every meeting, no questions asked.”

Sukuna’s expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and amusement flickering across his features. “You want to get married for real?” he echoed, his tone incredulous.

“It’s the only way to make it believable and divorce's easy nowadays,” you replied, your voice steady. “And it comes with other conditions, too. No other relationships, no hook-ups. Just us.”

Sukuna's smirk faltered, replaced by a look of genuine surprise. “You’re making me a celibate, princess?” he exclaimed, a hint of amusement coloring his words.

“It’s part of the deal,” you insisted, ignoring the waking up pterodactyls in your stomach. “And there’s one more condition: nobody can know about this ruse. Not even Uraume.”

His surprised expression quickly morphed into a smirk, amusement still dancing in his eyes as he processed your conditions. "Well, well, princess," he drawled standing up from the kitchen island with a newfound sense of intrigue. "You certainly don't hold back."

You met his gaze evenly, unwilling to show any sign of weakness in this dangerous negotiation. "I have to be thorough," you stated, your tone firm and resolute. "We can't afford any slip-ups."

Sukuna’s chuckle sent a thrill down your spine, his grin widening into a knowing smirk. "Fair enough," he conceded, his gaze locking with yours. "I can agree to those terms. But what's in it for me beyond just pissing off Gojo?"

You paused, considering his question carefully. There had to be something more to entice Sukuna, something that spoke to his ambitions and desires.

"We both know Gojo isn't the only one with a stake in this," you replied cryptically, your mind racing as you formulated your next move.

Sukuna's eyebrows shot up in surprise, a flicker of curiosity sparking in his eyes. “Oh? Say, it, princess,” he prompted, leaning in closer with an eager anticipation.

You held his gaze, your expression unreadable as you revealed your next proposition. "If we can pull this off convincingly, it could significantly shift the balance of power between our families," you explained, the weight of your words hanging heavy in the air. "And I have no doubt that you would enjoy being on the winning side."

Sukuna's grin widened into a smirk, a glint of excitement gleaming in his eyes. "You're playing a dangerous game, princess," he remarked, his voice low and smooth. "But I like it."

You returned his smirk with a confident grin of your own. "Then we have a deal," you declared confidently.

But Sukuna wasn't finished yet. "Is this an indefinite ruse?" he asked, a hint of caution in his tone.

You shook your head, clarity guiding your response. "Just one year," you confirmed, your voice steady and resolute.

Sukuna mulled over your words for a moment before another question arose. “So, when are we getting married?" he asked, his curiosity evident.

"In three days," you replied without hesitation, already formulating the plans in your mind.

Sukuna nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, you got me in your hands, princess," he agreed, his tone filled with anticipation and a hint of excitement. 

—

Sitting in his study bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon sunlight, your father's attention was drawn to the insistent ringing of his phone. The clinking of ice against glass resonated as he lifted his crystal tumbler, taking a measured sip of his scotch before answering the call.

“Is everything ready?” His voice, rich and commanding, filled the room with an aura of authority.

A brief pause followed, during which the silence seemed to stretch taut, only broken by the distant hum of the city beyond the windows.

“There has to be no mistake this time around,” he continued, his tone firm and unwavering. “You know what’ll happen if there is.”

The gravity of his words hung heavy in the air, emphasizing the seriousness of the situation.

—

Sitting in behind the wheel of your car, the weight of the day's events pressing down on you like a heavy cloak, you glanced at your phone for the time.

10:42 PM.

With a weary sigh, you rubbed your temples, feeling utterly drained from the tumultuous day you had endured. The thought of returning to your father's imposing mansion held no appeal tonight, not with the turmoil brewing within its walls.

Thank the heavens you made the decision a few years back to slowly carve out your own space in the world, purchasing a penthouse apartment near the bustling heart of the city. It was a sanctuary of sorts, a refuge from the expectations and pressures of your family's legacy.

As you shifted the car into gear, you knew that tonight, you would seek solace in the quiet comfort of your own home, far away from the echoing halls of your father's domain.

Navigating through the city streets, your mind wandered, replaying the events of the day. From the tense confrontation with your father to the unexpected proposition from Sukuna, and even the burnt orange chicken mishap—each memory added another layer to the burden you carried.

“Nice plan, self. Way to go and embarrass yourself,” you muttered wryly, a hint of self-deprecation in your tone.

Arriving at your penthouse apartment building, you let out a breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding. With a sense of relief washing over you, you parked your car at the underground parking and made your way to the elevator.

In the midst of this silent retreat, a message from an unwelcome sender flashed across your phone screen. Can’t this day get any more worse than last night? 

Fucker: heard our wedding’s in a week, baby ♡

“Oh my fucking god,” you irritatingly exclaimed, a surge of frustration and rising within you. 

With a swift motion, you deleted the message, unwilling to entertain Satoru’s attempts to provoke you. You blocked his number as means of reclaiming your peace of mind.

Entering the elevator, you jabbed impatiently at the button for your floor, eager to retreat to the sanctuary of your apartment. The doors slid shut, enveloping you in a cocoon of solitude as the elevator ascended. But as the elevator doors opened onto your floor, you were met with an unexpected sight—a figure clad in silk pajamas, leaning casually against the wall.

Your heart skipped a beat as you locked eyes with Sukuna, his presence sending a jolt of surprise coursing through you. A mixture of irritation and disbelief welled up within you as he quipped, “Oh, how interesting, can’t wait for our honeymoon, princess?" his voice laced with shock and sarcasm.

"Seriously?" you shot back, your tone dripping with exasperation. "What are you doing here, Sukuna?”

Dropping his shocked expression, he had his signature smirk back on his face with his casual demeanor only serving to frustrate you even more. “Honey, I live here,” he added with a chuckle, his tone dripping with amusement as he pointed at a door, opposite of yours.

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise at his unexpected revelation, momentarily catching you off guard. "Wait, what? You’re my neighbor?!” you exclaimed, a mixture of disbelief and incredulity coloring your voice.

Sukuna's grin widened into a smirk, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he watched your reaction. “You live here?” he taunted, his tone playful. "Didn't think you'd have your husband as a neighbor, did you?” Yep, he’s as shocked as you.

The absurdity of the situation hit you like a ton of bricks. Sukuna being not only your soon-to-be husband (it’s a ruse, okay?) but also your neighbor felt like a twist straight out of a convoluted drama. You struggled to wrap your head around the surreal irony, feeling like you were trapped in some alternate reality.

As you stepped out of the elevator, Sukuna pushed himself off the wall, his smirk never faltering, you couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration bubbling within you.

“Wouldn’t this make our ruse even more believable, princess?” He teased, “you can't deny the thrill of it all. The universe has a twisted sense of humor, doesn't it?”

"This is ridiculous," you muttered, shaking your head in disbelief. Sukuna’s not leaving you anytime, he’s there to stay in your mind. In your family. In your plan. In your fucking apartment building.

You gritted your teeth, resisting the urge to roll your eyes at his cocky demeanor. "I am not amused and this is not some kind of twisted joke," you snapped, crossing your arms over your chest defensively and tone sharp with irritation and anticipation.

As Sukuna sauntered towards you with lazy confidence with a chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine for the nth time today. "Oh, lighten up, princess," he teased, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "We're in this situation together, whether you like it or not.”

You know what situation this is. The next family head. The one-year ruse. The hidden feelings, desires, and attraction. Everything.

You recoiled at his touch, feeling a surge of defiance rising within you. "Speak for yourself," you retorted, stepping back to put some distance between you.

Though Sukuna's smirk faltered momentarily, it quickly returned, his demeanor unchanged. "Well, you’re still as feisty as ever,” he remarked, amusement lacing his tone. "I love it a lot,” he added with a wink.

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at his blatant flirtation, refusing to let him see how much his presence unnerved you. With a determined set to your jaw, you turned on your heel and headed towards your apartment, leaving Sukuna behind in the hallway.

As you closed the door behind you, you let out a shaky breath, feeling a mix of frustration and unease swirling inside you. The encounter with Sukuna had only served to heighten your sense of apprehension, leaving you more unsettled than ever.

Meanwhile, Sukuna chuckled to himself as he watched you retreat into your apartment. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on him, and he couldn't help but find amusement in the twists and turns fate had delivered. 

"Really funny how the universe works," he mused, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. Yet, his amusement was short-lived as he felt a familiar sensation stirring within him, a primal urge that demanded attention.

"She'll be the death of me," he muttered under his breath, a wry smirk playing on his lips. Despite the gravity of the situation, a surge of desire coursed through him, igniting a primal need that demanded attention.

Suppressing the urge with practiced ease, Sukuna reached into the pockets of his silk pajamas and retrieved his phone. With a swift motion, he dialed a number, his voice laced with confidence and authority as he spoke into the receiver.

“Let Toji handle this one,” he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. Turning away from the elevator, Sukuna made his way back into his apartment.

—

“What a cold bitch,” a man with striking white hair and undeniably beautiful blue eyes exclaimed as he closed his phone, his frustration palpable in the air around him.

Gojo Satoru was not one to take rejections or being ignored lightly. His charismatic demeanor masked a temper that could flare up with little warning, especially when his advances were rebuffed.

With a flicker of annoyance in his piercing blue eyes, he pocketed his phone and leaned against the wall, his mind already plotting of his next move. Satoru was not one to be ignored, and he was determined to ensure that you would meet him, whether you liked it or not. After all, he certainly wasn't about to let it slide without a response.

[estelle-skully]

Ramshackle tickle headcanons

Ohh god

oh goodness

its time

gadies and lentlemen, I now present to you, my ramshackle t-word headcanons (but just for the main three bc idk enough about any other characters yet)

First off: Vinnie!

she’s like 90% ler, doesn’t despise being tickled but she sure as hell will get revenge no matter what; she adores wrecking people because she thinks seeing people being tickled to pieces and laughing their asses off is some of the funniest shit ever

Girly pop is the kinda person to hear someone snort while laughing and point it out- same for people who blush a lot

she loves pissing people off and getting em hella flustered, again because she finds it funny

on occasion she gets really intense ler moods and will target whoever is closest to her

sometimes when she sees Stone being extra angsty she will wreck him

Skipp often goes to her when he is in a lee mood and she always teases him about it (“You know, for someone who lives on the streets, it’s pretty funny that you actually enjoy something as childish as tickling! How adorable!”)

Vinnie isnt really the kind of individual to deny being ticklish, but if someone asks then she’ll instantly reply “are you?” Without giving a clear answer; you pretty much have to figure it out yourself

she gets pretty violent when shes being tickled- theres a very high chance that you’ll get kicked or maybe even bitten 😭 she doesn’t actually intend on hurting anyone, its all instinct

speaking of violence, she also swears a lot and will throw every threat in the book your way

all in good fun tho <3

teehee next is Skipp

This little shit is a lee leaning switch- 60% lee, 40% ler

Even though he loves when he’s the lee, he also really enjoys pretending to be a tickle monster or some shit because it embarrasses his friends

mostly he goes after Stone because the tickle monster thing mostly works on him (also partially because one can’t really tickle Vinny for more than like ten seconds before she pulls a fucking uno reverse card 😭)

Skipp is the only person who can tell when Stone is in a lee mood (more on that later 🤭)

He isn’t embarrassed in the slightest about being ticklish but he is usually shy when he’s in a lee mood, hates straight up asking to be tickled so he usually drops little hints, which his friends quickly catch on to

he isn’t very mean as a ler, usually he’s more playful than relentless and occasionally will make little comments but doesn’t tease often

but as a lee

cutest little fuck EVER

he doesn’t try very hard to stop the tickles so he’ll either just kick his legs or do a lil happy stim of some kind

his laughter is all giggles and it’s just the sweetest ever

sometimes when he gets extra flustered he’ll cover his face with his hands

and he loves tickle hugs or cuddly tickles; prefers that over being obliterated, which is why sometimes Vinnie goes easier on him

Oki lastly, Stone!!! (My pookie!)

for him I dont actually know, he’s giving big switch vibes so i think i wanna say hes like 50-50

like I mentioned earlier, Stone is sometimes tormented by lee moods, which he is immensely embarrassed by. Skipp almost has a super power to sense lee moods in people though, so even though Stone is good at hiding it, the lee mood inevitably is relieved by Skipp, and sometimes Vinnie, which he’d constantly deny but he really appreciates it

lil bro secretly doesn’t mind being tickled because he’s pretty touch starved, and in general he doesn’t really get to laugh/smile often because he usually isnt in the mood.

again, he would rather drink gallons of rat poison than admit that, though

he tried his best to hide his ticklishness from his friends the first few months they knew each other, keeping the secret like his life depended on it

of course, they found out eventually, though

(do yall want me to write a fic with the “trio finding out stone is ticklish” scenario because id love to)

most of the time his laughter is very loud, and like Vinnie, he swears at his ler, too

but a certain thing one might notice while tickling him is that he doesn’t really do much to fight back at all

that’s probably the biggest giveaway that he actually enjoys the tickles

buuuut also, if one were to get him in one of his less ticklish spots (like his belly and sides or something) he giggles and its SOOOOO CUTE

if you want to get him flustered, then comment on his giggling- he cant stand it

He also goes crazy over compliments and cute nicknames (call him pretty boy and he will die)

and also his face will go bright red (which im pretty sure is canon when he’s embarrassed, by the way- remember that scene in the thesis film, where the three fell through the clothesline and Stone was in the maid dress and Vinnie smirked at him? His face went BRIGHT red and he looked so pissed 😭)

when he’s in a ler mood, though…

bro is fucking terrifying

somehow he’s able to guess someone’s worst spots almost instantly and uses that against them

On occasion he will start something with Vinnie just to get tickled by her but its actually shocking how he can successfully get her pinned down, so their tickle fights are actually pretty equal

Any time Skipp shyly approaches him and does whatever it is he does to hint at his lee moods, Stone can’t help but be a bit envious that the guy can even give hints- he’s to embarrassed to give any indication whatsoever

but yeah sometimes he’ll tease Skipp a bit, but he wouldn’t dare tease Vinnie because she knows EXACTLY what makes him flustered and is not afraid to use it against him

he can say the dreaded t-word most of the time, but not when he’s in a lee mood. Cant stand hearing it either

andddd thats all i got!!! Man i love these three pests (compliment) so much they have my whole heart

[mags-writes]

Sunlight || Part III

Summary: frank offers his shoulder for you to cry on

Series Warnings: canon typical violence, canon typical swearing, first time writing x reader, no use of y/n, no beta readers we die like ray nadeem

Pairing: frank castle x fem!reader

PROLOGUE/MASTERLIST || PART I || PART II || PART III || PART IV

Three weeks had gone by. Three weeks of you and Frank dancing around each other while trying not to tip off Matt that there was something going on.

But was there? Frank seemed so in control over every fiber of his being that you doubted anything was actually going on. Then there were the days that he got home before Matt. He would stand behind you, towering above you, and give your shoulders a rub with his rough hands. He handled you like glass, like if he moved too suddenly you'd bleed. He'd help you cook dinner and tell you how beautiful his lunch was that afternoon, that the only thing missing was your company. He'd pick up when you started getting a cramp in your hand from cutting up enough vegetables for three people and rub his thumbs in soothing circles to make it go away. Then Matt would walk through the door.

Something was going on. That was for sure, even if you doubted it sometimes.

The first time you saw Matt leave the apartment in the middle of the night, you kept your breathing even and didn't move a muscle. You weren't surprised when Frank's phone woke you up a couple hours later and he left in a hurry as well. The next day when you woke up to Matt with a frozen bag of green beans to his jaw, you scolded him like an older sister. The topic of Daredevil had never come up in your mind until then. You didn't know if it was even him to start off with and if it was then who else knew? Did Foggy and Karen know like back in your dimension? Did Frank?

Matt lied straight through his teeth with a guilt-ridden expression. He fell down the stairs. Allegedly.

Other Matt tried that lie once. Only once. Before you ripped him a new asshole. And it led to you becoming his girl in the chair. It also led you to own your own firearm after some kidnappings put you in the hospital once the bad guys found out Daredevil was running around with an earpiece.

You stopped what you were about to say, Frank rounding the corner after hearing your voice echo through the apartment. You took a deep breath and accepted the gracious gift of hindsight.

"If you're lying to cover up the fact that you got punched by someone-" You were about to start a rant again when Frank chuckled.

"Who'd be cruel enough to punch a blind guy?" He said, coming closer and taking the bag off of Matt's face. "What'd you do? Fall down some stairs again?"

Oh.

Oh, Frank knows. That's why he calls Matt 'Red'.

You willed yourself for the love of god to play it dumb. Like you didn't just put the pieces together. One man before you was blind, but despite being a walking lie detector, he wouldn't be able to see your face. The other, while he admitted to being dense, could read people better than you could ever hope to.

"Whatever," You mumbled, throwing your hands up and going around them both to start your normal routine of making your coffee that had been laid out by Frank and making them lunch. "Bro code, I get it."

"Sweetheart-"

"No, it's fine." You interrupted because if you didn't then you'd fold like a lawn chair. "Have each other's backs. That's what friends are for."

You heard Frank sigh and one of them walk away.

"Hey," Frank said, putting both of his hands on your shoulders and coaxing you to turn around. You put up a little fight, stirring your coffee before Frank put more pressure and you relented with your eyes down. "Hey, hey. Look at me, hm? Look at me."

You huff, snapping your eyes up with a hint of anger.

"He forgets I know what it looks like when he lies." You said.

"Okay, so what do you think happened?" He calmly asked, and you knew exactly what he was doing.

"I don't know!" You brought your hands up in front of you. "But it's the same shit excuse the other Matt gave me every time he showed up with a beaten-up face and a limp."

Frank frowned, probably turning over the question of why Matt hadn't told you his secret.

"When did your Matt become 'other' Matt?" You froze, not expecting that question in the slightest.

You stuttered, stumbling over your words, starting a sentence and breaking off at the first word before shutting your mouth and intently looking at his chest. It wasn't hard, he was tall enough that you fit perfectly under his chin and your head rested against his chest.

You took in a sharp breath. "I don't want to go back." Frank reached out, putting his hands on your biceps, squeezing comfortingly and you brought yours to his chest, scrunching the material of his work shirt in tight fists. "All of you take for granted how safe you are here. You don't get it, I've looked up all the bad guys from my dimension, and nine out of ten times they're not here. I'm safe here."

"What about your Matt?" Frank asked, frowning like he didn't quite get it. "He's like your brother."

You look back at him at that. Matt was in his room, most likely listening in. If you said what you wanted to say then he would hear. You stuttered slightly again, getting frustrated that you couldn't get the words out.

"He doesn't see it that way." You finally got out, avoiding Frank's eyes again and you lowered your voice as tears started to gather. "He's been more Catholic whore than having Catholic guilt these days. He went through Clair and Karen and nothing's been the same since. I turned him down and I thought that we had moved passed it but right when I was brought here he brought up the topic again. I-Frank, I'm not safe there-I don't want-"

You started to cry then, sniffling and fighting off the tears as hard as you could.

"Hey, hey." Frank soothed, putting his hand behind your head and bringing you to his chest, rubbing your back with the other hand. "It's okay, doll. You don't wanna go, you don't have to."

"What if he shows up? What if he comes here and-"

"I won't let him." He squeezed tighter. I won't let him take you from me. "I won't let him make you do anything you don't wanna do."

Frank nearly sighed in relief when he remembered he was supposed to be convincing you that Matt wasn't Daredevil. Your use of 'other Matt' had thrown him so harshly that he couldn't stop his curiosity. He wondered for a moment that if you had been hiding that detail from them all then what was it like with Karen and Foggy?

You pulled back suddenly, wiping at your face and groaning for a second before shaking your head and looking up at him.

"Okay. I'm fine." You said. "Go drink your shit coffee." You started lightly pushing him away. "Go, I've got lunches to make."

Frank took a hold of your hands with a small smile, giving the upside of your palms a kiss each to the scars you refuse to tell him about that sat in the middle. Your face softened at that. A small smile fought its way to your face as he then leaned in to kiss your forehead. You had to quickly turn back to your coffee at the look he gave you, a look that he had been giving you more and more frequently, especially around Matt.

Not long later you finished up their lunches and they were sitting on the couch waiting patiently for you to bring it to them before they left. Just as usual you walked over to Matt first, him reaching out for the container and putting it in his bag then you moved to Frank who did the same. This time Frank stood first, giving you another kiss on the forehead and saying his goodbyes which confused you as Matt was usually the first out the door.

You cast a look down at Matt who by now was twiddling his thumbs as he waited for Frank to leave. Once the door was closed and Frank's heavy steps had faded he stood up.

"I'm sorry about before." He said earnestly, and you knew he was telling the truth. "I didn't mean to stress you out."

"I just-" you cut yourself off, pausing and thinking for a moment, remembering that he had absolutely heard everything you tearfully confessed to Frank. "I don't want you to lie to me."

"And I don't want to lie to you." He came forward, bringing you into a hug that you went into comfortably.

"Does it have something to do with a case?" You asked into his chest. "Are you in danger? Do we need to call the police?"

"I'll explain everything to you tomorrow night." He said as if he had just decided it at that moment. Like he was desperate to make you happy. "I promise."

He kissed the top of your head. Memories of your brother's all doing the same rushing to the surface of your mind. Memories of Matt doing the same when you were growing up. You never told him your brothers did that, never told him what it meant for him to do it. Never told him that other Matt had stopped.

"I'm not going to be coming home tonight." He said, pulling back.

"What?" You frowned harshly and he could hear it in your voice making him wince.

"Tomorrow night, remember?" He put both of his hands on your shoulders to calm you. "I just have to take care of some things tonight and hopefully it'll be sorted by tomorrow."

"And if it's not?"

"Then you'll hear about it." He said with a smile.

"What? On the news?" You said stressed again.

Matt laughed, bending down to pick up his bag.

"Let's hope not." Was his answer.

[eco-lite]

Volume 7 babyyy let’s go!

(But CW: sexual assault. I do include some quotes related to the assault here since I was recording my thoughts on it at the time.)

First of all, how gorgeous is this cover art?! They looks so good. This might be my favorite cover so far.

“Even now, twenty years later, I still haven’t found my ‘rightful place’” (6). Okay so we going Richard introspection hours. Love it!

“Prologue”

* Blogger!Seigi omg.

* I guess “Iggy” is pretty close in pronunciation to “Seigi” but it seems wild to call him that lol. Also, who is reading this blog???

* Lotus is Seigi’s favorite flower. Got it.

* I wish the blog posts had a different format or typeface than the main text. That would be really fun and easier to distinguish.

* For fuck’s sake, just call him!

* For real though, it is really easy to sympathize with Seigi’s doubts right now. Being in such a foreign place, just waiting around for things to happen. That would make anyone anxious and doubtful of their choice. “When you had too much time on your hands, your anxieties loomed bigger, like shadow puppets hit by the light” (23). Fr fr.

* Jeffrey is ultra-dramatic and mysterious as usual. This is going to be quite an experience.

“Day 1”

* It’s so wild to me that Seigi thinks Richard would tell him to quit his internship if he’s not settling in well. That’s not how I see Richard at all. Shouldn’t Seigi know that Richard would tell him a long story with a message about perseverance, likely with illusions to Richard’s own life that would fly right over Seigi’s head? Because that’s pretty clearly the standard. As always, Seigi is way too in his head.

* Ah, so the mentorship wasn’t supposed to be like this after all. It’s really cute to see Richard getting so indignant and protective of Seigi like this.

* The rapid shift in Richard’s tone once he thinks Seigi is distracted/being disingenuous gave me fucking whiplash.

* NOT Seigi blocking Richard from view of the staff guy who’s giving interested glances at him. 🫢

* Bro this is crazy. Who is this mysterious other British man? What’s his past with Richard? It’s so bad that Richard is drinking alcohol?? Living for the drama.

“Day 2”

* Richard wearing sunglasses inside? Uh oh, he got fucked up last night.

* Seigi once again defending Richard from the male cruise staff. At least Richard seemed to appreciate it.

* “Richard chuckled when he saw the fraught look on my face. I always thought he sounded a bit like a pigeon when he laughed like that” (77). Wtf why is that adorable?

* Ooh a rare Richard swear!

* Okay so whatever Richard doesn’t want Seigi to see at the jewelry showcase has to do with the darker sides of the world of gemstones. What have you gotten yourself into, Richard?

* I actually feel physically ill. Now it’s very clear why Richard didn’t want Seigi to be here. I didn’t think the “dark” aspects were going to hit quite so close to home. Seigi is focusing only on Karlsbrook because he’s filled with rage, but I really need to get a check in Richard rn please. OKAY SHIT, Richard keeps brushing Karlsbrook’s arm off his waist but he is not getting the hint. What a CREEP.

* This is genuinely so hard to read. I am right there with Seigi, struggling to restrain myself from doing something rash to (metaphorically) destroy this man. And there are so many bystanders doing nothing. God, this is painful.

* “‘I love beautiful things. I want beautiful things. I don’t want anything but beautiful things. And in that respect, nothing could be more desirable to a collector like myself than you’” (98). I’m going to fucking throw up. This is explaining so much about Richard’s trauma around compliments of his beauty. This blatant objectification is vile.

* What the fuck is this Karlsbrook guy’s deal? He clearly would have harassed Richard even if Seigi wasn’t there, but he seemed to do it more gleefully because it was in front of Seigi. What does he know about Seigi and Richard’s relationship? He marveled at the fact that Seigi actually showed up earlier. How did he know that there was a possibility he would? And how does he even know who Seigi is in the first place? This is so fucked up!

* And they’re distantly related?! Bro…

* Okay so if Jeffrey didn’t send Seigi those emails, it was definitely Karlsbrook. Why does he want Seigi there so badly?

* Anddd now he’s being framed for stealing a priceless ring. Okie dokie then.

* “Kindly uncle” is not the vibe I’m getting, my guy. “Stupid, elderly baby doll” is a much more apt description.

* Vince is a great character. He just seems like a nice, chill dude you’d want to hang out with. And I love when a character’s appearance doesn’t match their personality. It gets me every time.

* After Vince goes on a lecture about anime and manga figure 3D modeling: “I cautiously asked Vince if he liked anime and manga, and he politely ignored me. Got it” (151). This guy. What a kuudere.

* This story was just tough. Looking forward to the conclusion tomorrow.

“Day 3”

* Ooh, detective Seigi!

* I’m loving Seigi’s absolute audacity in this one.

* Seigi is so adhd-coded.

* “‘…What happened with that creep?’ ‘Just shut up for a bit.’ ‘Okay’” (190). I love their rapport. 😂

* Richard showing up looking gorgeous to kick ass at poker while subtly roasting the VP is so !! He’s truly serving here.

* “The man presenting his merciless flush of hearts had such a beautiful yet indifferent look in his eyes as he stared intently at the man across from him. ‘Shall we continue?’ (193). So cunty!

* “Richard always had fire in his eyes when he got angry. The melanin in his irises gave their blue a sort of undulating wave pattern, and when I looked at him, I got goosebumps. It made me feel like I’d laid eyes on something no mortal should ever see” (193-194). Seigi is in so deep, bro.

* “‘Thank you, Ricky. Not even Raphael’s Madonna is a match for the beauty of your fingers manipulating those cards. I wish you would use those fingers to toy with me.’ ‘My apologies, I’ve been suffering from some temporary hearing loss and did not catch what you just said.’ After replying with the most refined ‘Like hell I will,’ in history, Richard stepped back and left the two men at the table” (199). 🤮🤮🤮 Karlsbrook is literally a mustache-twirling villain, this is crazy. Great clapback though, Richard. Also, is anybody else so uncomfortable when people call Richard “Ricky?” It feels infantalizing and like such a violation of the image Richard wants to present himself as.

* I just looked up what happened to the Colonel Sanders statue in Dotonbori. Wow… Seigi is not fucking around.

* Why are Vince and Richard having slightly hostile banter right now?? This is hilarious but I feel like I missed something behind the scenes.

* VINCE WAS HIS ASSISTANT????? This is blowing my mind omg.

* AND IT WAS VINCE IN THE BAR THAT FIRST NIGHT??? Wild. Can’t believe Seigi suspected that from hearing his purposefully bad english. Seigi actually is a good detective, and he’s more observant than I give him credit for. How rude to hold out on the readers like that though!

* “‘That was the first time I’d ever felt that strongly that I wasn’t needed somewhere… I’ve never felt such heartache like the moment I realized that I could offer nothing of value to this person who was such a huge presence in my life’” (231). Ouchies. Boy, do I know that feeling. Poor Vince. It’s unfortunate that Vince felt his relationship with Richard was so one-sided. I hope he won’t always be bitter about their relationship. Even if he had said something to Richard back then, I think Richard would have gotten very closed off and defensive, since they didn’t have a super close personal relationship. They’ve both improved in their communication skills since then. And it seems like things are going quite well for Vince now. I wish that funky little guy the best, and I hope he and Seigi end up staying in touch.

* “The beautiful man threw off his jacket about 30 percent more aggressively than normal, rolled up his sleeves, and stood in front of the punching bag. He gave it a fierce one-two punch. Sometimes, humans just get the urge to suddenly practice boxing, and this seemed to be one such time for Richard” (245). I love that we’re getting to see Richard like this. Seigi clearly has seen Richard be more casual around him since he knows how Richard normally takes off his jacket, but I doubt Richard has let Seigi see this side of him before. And I also really relate to getting the urge to “suddenly practice boxing.”

* And then he just leaves looking disheveled?! Bruh. At least stick around to cool off first. 😏

* Thank god the rest of the cruise was peaceful. I’m glad Seigi and Richard got to just hang out after all that drama.

* Ewww Seigi had to endure a hug from Karlsbrook. But I’m so glad that creep got exposed. Hopefully Gargantua actually does good after the investigation into their culture of sexual misconduct.

“Epilogue”

* “But as you might expect if a food for celebrations, it opened with ‘twenty-five eggs,’ so I think I’ll try scaling it down” (251). I just love cute little comments Seigi makes like this. Also very relatable to anybody who follows Pinterest recipes. Who needs to make that much food??

* Richard reads about “unfamiliar grammatical constructions” for fun. This man…

* “There were words that I wanted to say in Japanese and others that felt easier to express in English, but they were both becoming mine. For example, this was something that I wanted to say in Engish. I wish you were here. I wish you were here to eat the food I made. I don’t know if you’ll like it, but I’d be happy if you have it a try. And if I say something ridiculous again, I wouldn’t mind if you got frustrated and scolded me” (263). 😌😌😌 But for real, can we talk about the romance of wanting to tell someone you miss them in their native language?

* Richard being so giddy that he pulled off this prank of showing up unannounced is adorable.

* Seigi’s idea of heaven is sitting in a beautiful garden drinking royal milk tea and eating delicious snacks while talking to Richard. 😌😌😌

* Okayyy and right back into the drama. I guess we’re going to have a teenage girl nemesis now. Not at all what I was expecting. But as always, I’m excited to learn more about Richard’s past!

Although this volume had many tough moments, we actually got a lot of smiley Richard. He seems a lot more comfortable around Seigi than even at the end of the last volume. I’m really looking forward to seeing how their relationship progresses from here. Especially if they’re staying in Sri Lanka together like was suggested at the end of Vol 6!

[yjano]

Never The Same.

Part 6.

Pairings: Jake x Mc.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, angst, smut, other pairings;), traumatic experiences.

Words: 6k

Author's note: Honestly, this story is going to be a big piece of work and a lot of angst. It's not connected to the game at all. Because I always want to try something new and newer. Read it only if you're into angst stories, please. Thank you and let's go!

"God it feels good to be free again!" Jake said as he stretched his arms behind his head. He slowly let himself rest in one of the leather seats of the helicopter, a smirk visible on his face.

Meanwhile, I was dead silent. Slowly my eyes filled with tears as I looked out of the small window I was sitting next to and watched as the court building became smaller and smaller in the distance. No one would be able to find me now and I would never see my friends or family again.

"Good to have you back bossy fucker." The man next to Jake said while patting him on his shoulder before quickly taking off his mask. The man had red hair and a big grin supporting his face.

"Have you gotten the information you wanted bro?" Another man said before taking off his mask. A shocked look immediately made its way onto my face once I looked the man in his eyes. Even though I hadn't recognized him when he was still wearing the mask. I surely did now.

A small smirk was visible on the silver-eyed guy's face once he noticed me staring at him and he quickly send a wink my way. The guy that was sitting was no other than Kaden, Lex's boyfriend.

A small sob immediately made its way out of my mouth and a single lonely tear escaped my eyes.

"Ah, almost forgot about the souvenir I took with me," Jake said once his eyes landed on me and a smirk immediately began to form on his face.

Slowly he got up from his seat and walked over to where I was sitting. Fear immediately overtook me and I quickly tried to somehow get as far away from this crime leader as possible.

Within a few steps, Jake had reached me and I swallowed deeply. I was terrified of him now that there wasn't anyone around us to protect me. Jake literally could do whatever the hell he wanted with me, there was no one to stop him anyway.

"Stop crying or I'll give you an actual reason to cry," Jake whispered close to my ear as he harshly grabbed my chin. Immediately an even more scared feeling overtook my body and I quickly squeezed my eyes shut to not burst into tears.

"What shall I do with you?" Jake asked no one in particular and slowly increased the distance between us. It was like I was an animal and Jake was my owner. It didn't matter what I wanted to happen, the boss wouldn't listen anyway.

"How about you place her under Lexis?" Kaden asked and the girl who was now the only one still wearing her mask stiffened visibly. An evil laugh immediately erupted out of Jake's mouth and he turned his gaze toward the masked girl.

"I mean she surely won't be able to work under anyone else," Kaden added before gesturing to the girl sitting in the helicopter. I immediately opened my eyes again and started to stare at the only masked girl yet. It was the one who I was sure I recognized from somewhere.

"That's a great idea," Jake answered and a deep sigh sounded from the masked girl's mouth. Slowly the girl lifted her hand and started to remove the mask on her face.

A loud sob left my mouth and a few tears escaped my eyes as soon as the girl had fully removed her mask. A feeling of shock immediately overtook my body. In front of me was sitting none other than Lex...

The girl who I had thought to be my friend turned out to be nothing more than a traitor. Quickly I looked away from her face while slowly a trail of tears started to appear on my cheeks. I had trusted this girl, and she had done nothing but betray me.

"I don't think she'll fit into my section, to be honest," Lex answered while a hint of sadness could be detected in her voice. A small sob made its way out of my mouth once again and Lex quickly looked down. Lex had been one of Jake's most important people all the time Lex and I had been friends. She had known all along exactly who I was and I had noticed nothing.

An annoyed look quickly formed on Jake's face and he slowly looked in Lex's direction again.

"Care to tell me why the fuck you think she can't be a whore?" Jake asked while a hint of anger could be spotted in his voice. He was the scariest among the rest. It just made me swallow thickly.

Jake had just asked Lex why I couldn't become a whore and slowly realization dawned upon me. Jake meant what he said. He wanted me to become a prostitute. Quickly tears gathered in my eyes again at the thought of countless gross old men sleeping with me against my will.

Quickly I started to shake my head fiercely and a loud sob made its way out of my mouth.

"Please don't, I'd rather be dead!" I begged before beginning to sob uncontrollably. Immediately after finishing my sentence, I felt a hand grab my chin and lift it harshly. Slowly I looked up only to be met with his icy blue colored eyes.

"Last time pretty face, stop crying or I'll make sure you regret ever opening your filthy mouth," Jake whispered while painfully pinching my chin. I immediately stopped sobbing and tried my absolute best not to cry. My heart began to stammer rapidly in my chest and I swallowed deeply.

"She can't become a prostitute because she'd be way too easily recognized, Jake." Lex decided to say in a calm tone and Jake immediately turned his attention to her, releasing me from his grip.

Immediately a few tears rolled down my cheeks and I softly sniffed. It was like I had been sent to hell and Jake was the devil waiting for his chance to torture me in the worst way possible.

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Jake focus.

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"And why the fuck would anyone recognize her?" I asked, annoyance lacing my voice. Lex was testing my patience and I was having none of it. It wouldn't take long for me to explode and once I did you could only pray for your life.

"Well because we just kidnapped her, I bet her face will be all over the news in less than an hour," Lex said back while confidence was lacing her voice. A scowl quickly formed on my face and I took place on the leather seat I had been sitting in before.

What Lex had said was true, and if anyone would recognize Mc then they would know exactly where the red crew headquarters were. Slowly I started to shake my head. I obviously wouldn't let that happen.

"And what would you have me do with her instead?" I asked while leaning a bit to my right. Even though I didn't like Lex talking back to me. I knew she had a point. Making Mc a prostitute would be way too big of a risk.

"How about we make her our new maid?" Lex decided to speak again and a soft laugh escaped from the brown guy next to her.

"Before you went to jail we talked about getting another one right?" She continued and a small grin started to form on my face.

"Don't tell me you started to see her as your actual friend," I smirked while looking at Lex with a challenged look on my face. Lex visibly stiffened but regained her cool and confident posture quickly.

"Just think about it Jake, it would spare us the time to look for another one," Lex said while confidence was lacing her voice. A soft laugh erupted out of my mouth and a smirk was forming on my face.

"Very well then, she'll be our new maid." I said before turning to Mc and adding a 'Lucky doll face.' to my sentence. A soft sigh left her mouth and it only fed my ego even more.

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Mc focus.

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"Prepare for landing." The pilot suddenly said and I slowly turned my head to look outside. A surprised look immediately made its way onto my face once I noticed the familiar building we were heading to. The building was a huge skyscraper with black windows and an overall expensive look. This building was the building where Lex lived. The building I had visited before.

Slowly realization dawned upon me as to why Jake had ordered his people to take me with them. Lex must have told Jake about me visiting her in her apartment and thus I knew exactly where Jake could be found once he had escaped.

I had unwillingly found out exactly where the headquarters of red crew Corporation could be found and thus Jake considered me a threat.

A deep sigh made its way out of my mouth. There was no way Jake would ever let me get out of that building alive. There was no way Jake would take any risk of being put in jail again.

I was sure of it now, I would forever be trapped in Jake Dalton's web.

It didn't take long for the helicopter to land on the big roof of the dark skyscraper and before I knew it I was standing outside. A harsh cold wind brushed past my face and a few shivers immediately crept up my spine. On the roof were 5 men in black suits waiting for the people in the helicopter with big guns in their hands. I swallowed deeply.

"Lex take her to the 60th floor and explain to her what her daily tasks are," Jake said while throwing something at Lex before turning around and walking through a huge glass door, 3 of the men in black suits followed him quickly.

The girl softly answered with a 'Sure' while catching a small set of keys and she immediately turned towards me. I softly sighed as all the other people and men in black suits went inside too, now only me and Lex remained on the roof.

A scared feeling immediately gathered in my chest and my breathing became a bit irregular. Even though I had been alone with Lex many times before I couldn't help but be scared of her. The Lex I had known wasn't someone who worked for criminals and definitely wouldn't point a gun at someone, yet she had done all of that not even an hour ago.

She had played with me, like a lion playing with its prey. A saddened look soon formed on my face as I thought of my and Lex's past friendship. Our friendship had meant the world to me yet Lex had lied to me about everything. Everything she had done had been fake and I was pretty sure I meant absolutely nothing to her.

Lex soon reached me and quickly moved to unlock the silver handcuffs Jake had put on me. A soft sigh left my mouth as soon as I felt the painful feeling on my wrists slightly lessen as soon as Lex took off the handcuffs and I quickly put my hands in front of me to look at the damage they had done.

Tears immediately filled my eyes as soon as I noticed the deep red painful lines surrounding both my wrists. Jake had put the handcuffs on way too tight and the wounds would surely take a lot of time to heal. Soon Lex came into my view again and a sad look was noticeable on her face.

"Look Mc I'm so..." She began but quickly got cut off by me.

"Don't you dare tell me you're sorry when you knew exactly what that monster had in mind for me." I spat while tears streamed down my face. I felt betrayed, I had trusted Lex with everything and the only thing she had done was take advantage of that information. A sad smile formed on her face and she slowly walked a bit toward me.

"I know you hate me right now, and you have every right to do so." She said before softly taking one of my hands in her own and examining it carefully. "Just know that I'll have your back, always," Lex said before softly putting her arms around my body. Immediately tears sprung into my eyes and a loud sob made its way out of my throat.

"I'm scared." I sobbed before hugging Lex back while tears kept streaming down my cheeks.

"I know you are, I'm so sorry Mc..." She said while softly rubbing my back. I was sobbing uncontrollably in her arms and a single lonely tear escaped Lex's eyes.

After a while, I slowly stopped sobbing and started to calm down. Lex slowly released me from her hug and wiped away a tear on my cheek with her thumb.

"Come on let's go inside, it's pretty cold out here." She said before softly taking my hand in her own and guiding me through the big glass doors.

Once inside I immediately noticed two guards guarding the doors to the roof. Both men quickly nodded their heads a little once they spotted the two of us who had just come inside.

"Welcome back Ms. Torres." One of them said and Lex quickly shot the man a small smile before continuing to guide me toward the elevator. Once we reached it Lex quickly pressed the button for going down and a small ding sounded through the room.

"Why do they call you Ms. Torres?" I decided to ask, my curiosity getting the best of me. Immediately a small laugh left her lips upon hearing my question and a small smile formed on her face.

"It's because I'm one of their bosses," Lex answered before a ding sounded through the room again indicating that the elevator had reached our floor. Soon the big doors opened and both of us got in.

"What do you mean you're one of their bosses?" I asked while a questioning tone was lacing my voice. Lex smiled friendly before pressing the button for the 60th floor. Slowly the big doors of the elevator closed and soon I felt the room start to move.

"Since you're gonna be here for a long time I might as well tell you." She mumbled and I couldn't help but feel a small sting in my chest once she had said 'long time'. Part of me still hoped that Jake would let me go home even though I knew that change was practically impossible.

"Red crew Corporation is a company specializing in organized crime but you'd probably be more familiar with the words mafia or gang," Lex said while slowly turning her body and facing me. I was nervously looking down as I felt the elevator slowly move down, soon we would reach our destined floor and I could only pray that the 60th floor wouldn't be bad news.

"Jake is the boss of this company, and the people you just saw inside the helicopter are his most trusted people," Lex said and I softly nodded, indicating I understood everything she was saying.

"All the people inside the helicopter are responsible for a certain department inside the red crew corporation." She added and quickly continued. "You've met my boyfriend Kaden before, he's responsible for everything surrounding our clients and allies," She spoke before a small smile made its way onto her face at the thought of her boyfriend.

"The ginger-haired girl is named Jessy, she's responsible for all the casinos owned by red crew corporation." She said and softly I nodded.

"Then there's her boyfriend Dan, the one with a beard and brown hair." She said and immediately after finishing her sentence, the familiar ding of the elevator sounded through the small room both of us were standing in indicating that the elevator reached its destination. Soon the big doors opened and Lex quickly gestured for me to follow her.

"Dan is our technical expert, he practically becomes a magician when it comes to everything surrounding computers and shit," She said before a small laugh escaped her mouth upon noticing an interested look on my face. I was listening to everything she said as if my life depended on it.

"Next is the red-haired guy, he's named Sam and is responsible for the training of our people and making them skilled fighters." She said before turning a corner and I quickly fastened my pace to keep up with her.

Lex was walking pretty quickly and knew exactly where she was going and thus I wasn't gonna risk losing her.

"His boyfriend is the brown-haired guy named Asher, he's our financial expert and arranges everything in that field from A to Z," Lex said and a soft smile formed on her face.

"And then there's me, I'm in charge of the brothels owned by red crew corporation." She said before softly pressing the handle down and opening the door. She quickly turned on the lights inside the room and a small smile formed on her face.

"Welcome to your room." She said before gesturing for me to come in. I cautiously looked around and spotted only a single bed and a drawer inside the room, which were also pretty much the only things that would fit in the room anyway since it was so small. A soft sigh left Lex's lips upon noticing my reaction.

"I know it's not much but trust me it's way better than being put into one of the brothels," Lex said to try and cheer me up and I just softly nodded. This was indeed way better but I couldn't help but miss home. I would do everything to get out of this hellhole.

"How about I'll let you rest for a bit, I'm sure you must be tired after everything you've been through today," Lex said and I softly nodded. A small smile formed on her face and she quickly left the room leaving me all by myself.

As soon as the black door closed tears began to gather in my eyes once again. Never in a million years would I have thought that this would happen to me even though I was defending the biggest crime boss in the whole country, how could I have been so naive?

I quickly looked up from the bed I was sitting on as soon as I heard someone knock on the door of the room I was sitting in. It had been at least one hour since Lex had left me here and I had been crying nonstop. I didn't want to be here at all. Oh, how I wished I could just go home and crawl into my bed.

Softly the door was pushed open after a few knocks and soon after the face of the girl came into view. She had long blonde hair and a cute smile, overall she seemed very friendly. The girl was wearing a short black dress with small white buttons on the front.

"Hi!" The girl exclaimed enthusiastically while waving at me. Immediately a big smile broke out on her face and she walked a bit closer to me.

"You must be Mc right?" She asked while taking a seat next to me on my bed. Immediately I shifted a bit to the left to make some more room for the girl who was now sitting next to me. The girl was still smiling at me and she softly took my hand.

"I'm Helena, Lex told me to show you your tasks for tomorrow." Helana smiled before standing up again and softly pulling on my hand for me to stand up too. Quickly I stood up and was immediately got pulled out of the room by her.

"So basically you'll get assigned a few rooms which you'll have to clean every day, it's really simple," Helena said while pulling me toward the elevator at the end of the hall. A small hint of hope immediately filled my chest once I took notice of all the possibilities that the room held. With that elevator, I could easily just go towards the basement and sneak out of the building.

"So from today on you'll be joining a team of cleaners, which consists of three other girls and us two." She began to explain while she was still pulling me to god knows where. I softly nodded while still following her.

Soon we reached the elevator and Jelena quickly pressed the button for going down. A drop of sweat slowly started to roll down my face as soon as the girl pressed the button. This would be my only chance at getting out of here alive, I couldn't fuck up.

I swallowed thickly before creating a fake smile on my face and looking at the girl who was standing beside me.

"And how did you end up here?" Helena suddenly asked and a confused look immediately formed on my face. How come she doesn't know? She works for Jake, right? She must've known his plan to kidnap me all this time right?

"I was Jake's lawyer but I got kidnapped once he decided to escape," I said while a hint of bitterness could be heard in my voice. All this time I had spent every minute I could on Jake's case and yet that fucker had taken me here. Jake was without a doubt the person I hated yet feared the most.

"I knew it!" The girl exclaimed while an excited smile broke out on her face. "I mean, look at you!" She continued while pointing her right index finger at my face. I slowly took a few steps back to create some more space between her finger and my face before looking at the girl with a questioning look on my face.

"No way you would come here willingly when you knew everything that happens here." The girl said before the familiar sound of the elevator reaching our current floor sounded through the hallway. Quickly we both got in and Helena pressed the 40th floor.

Slowly the big doors of the elevator closed again and she turned towards me once again.

"So the floors you're gonna have to clean are the 40th,44th, and 48th." She said while a friendly smile supported her face. I softly nodded before shifting my eyes toward the buttons on the right side of the elevator. If I would just press the -1 I would be out of there in no time.

"So how did you end up here?" I decided to ask and immediately noticed how her smile became a bit less happy.

"My parents owe Jake a lot of money." She said while slowly looking down a bit. "I'm trying to earn it back for them by working for Mr. Dalton." She continued before looking at me once again, the sad smile still presented on her face.

"Why don't you just leave, it's not your debt right?" I decided to ask while a hint of compassion could be heard in my voice. I now fully understood the reason why Helena didn't know how I ended up here.

She meant nothing to Jake and thus she wouldn't be told any of his plans. She was just another pawn in the eyes of a ruthless fucker like him. Just like I am.

"I can't, Jake's men would never let me." She said, the smile now completely vanished from her face. "The last 10 floors are completely crowded with Jake's security men," Helena spoke before taking a strand of her long blonde hair and twisting it around her finger.

"Anyone who tries to escape is rewarded with certain death." She said before the familiar ding of the elevator sounded through the small room indicating we had reached the floor we needed to go to.

A deep sigh left my mouth once she was done talking. If what the girl had said was true then there would be no point in trying to escape through the basement. I wasn't ready to die and I wouldn't dare risk my life by trying to escape.

Soon the big doors of the elevator opened and both of us quickly got out. A big smile formed on her face once she got out of the moving room and she softly grabbed my wrist before pulling me through the long hallway.

"Welcome to the 40th floor, also known as Mr, Kaden Dalton's floor." A rush of nervousness immediately crept upon my spine as soon as I heard the name Helena had just said. Mr. Kaden Dalton would without a doubt be Jake's brother and Lex's boyfriend and even though he had been nice to me when I had visited Lex. I couldn't help but be scared.

Kaden gave off that 'I don't give a fuck' aura and it seriously freaked me out. Lex had described her boyfriend as one of the most powerful people in this building. If Kaden wanted he could easily get rid of me and no one would bat an eye.

"This floor contains multiple offices which you have to clean, including Kaden's. " Helena said when we finally reached the end of the hallway. Multiple doors leading to big offices could be seen through glass windows. At the end of the hallway was a big dark blue-colored door and I swallowed deeply. That must be Kaden's office.

"Come on don't be nervous, this is one of the best floors!" Helena exclaimed happily while softly giving me a push against my shoulder. "Seriously, Kaden isn't half as bad as Jake." She said before a creaking sound could be heard through the hallway.

Quickly I turned my head towards the door which would lead to Kaden's office. The dark blue door was slowly being pushed open and my heart began to beat a bit faster while a nervous feeling started to form in my chest.

I didn't trust anyone I had known anymore since everyone had lied to me. Even though I had liked Kaden before I didn't trust him one bit anymore.

However, as soon as someone came out of the dark blue door it wasn't the person I had expected to come out. Instead of Kaden, Jungkook came out of the office. He was now dressed in an expensive-looking black suit and his hair was messily done instead of all tangled up.

He was wearing a scowl on his face and I swallowed deeply. Jake's look screamed power and confidence, two things I didn't have.

"What the fuck." Jake said as soon as he noticed the two of us standing in the hallway. Quickly I took a few steps back and Helena became completely pale. The girl looked like she had seen a ghost. An annoyed look began to form on Jake's face and he quickly began to walk toward the us.

"What the fuck is she doing here?" He asked in an angry tone. He looked like he would explode any moment and a scared feeling quickly began to overtake me.

"Do you think this is some kind of fucking tea party?" He said angrily towards the small girl standing in front of him and Helena immediately began to shake her head fiercely. Tears were starting to fill her eyes and she softly looked down.

"Just because you clean these floors doesn't mean she can too, now get out of my sight you worthless piece of shit!" He spoke in an angry tone and Helena quickly stammered a small 'sorry' before running away towards the elevator again.

I swallowed deeply as soon as she left. I was now standing inside the hallway with the one person who I was more afraid of than anything. Not even once had Jake been nice to me.

"As for you, follow me," Jake said while loosening his tie and walking towards the direction of the elevator. Quickly I squeezed my eyes shut and murmured a quick 'fuck' before regaining my posture and following my former client. I didn't have a choice anyway. Let's pray Jake had nothing bad for me in mind.

Nervous. That was the perfect way to describe what I was feeling right now. I was nervous as hell. I was currently standing inside the big elevator with Jake. He had been quiet this whole time and I didn't like it one bit.

Soon the familiar sound of the elevator reaching its destination sounded through the room and it didn't take long for the big doors to completely open. Jake walked out of the elevator and I decided that it was best to just follow him. Angering him wouldn't do anything good for me and thus I decided to just do exactly as Jake told me to.

My mouth dropped as soon as I noticed my surroundings. The floor I was currently on was a huge apartment. Big windows were covering the complete outside walls of the floor and a huge living room was situated right in the middle. On the right side of the apartment, a dining area and a modern-looking kitchen could be spotted and on the left side, a few black doors would probably lead to a bathroom and a bedroom.

The floors were made out of shining armor and a hint of gold could be spotted in them. Everything about this apartment just screamed luxury. Just like Jake himself.

"This is my apartment, I want you to clean it every day," Jake said before walking further into the apartment. I softly nodded, still amazed by all the expensive things inside this apartment. He was very rich and his apartment was showing it.

"As well as my office which is one floor up." He added before taking place on a big black couch that was situated in front of one of the big windows. A soft sigh left my mouth.

I had studied for years to become a lawyer and yet here I was, kidnapped with no one knowing where I was taken to. Slowly I looked outside and lost myself completely in the view. It was already getting dark outside on the street. Lanterns were like little stars. A small smile made its way onto my face.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, I thought I was clear wasn't I?" Jake suddenly spoke again, annoyance lacing his voice. My heart rate went up drastically and I gulped.

"I'm sorry, I'll start right away!" I said before quickly looking around to try and spot anything I could use to clean something. A smirk slowly began to form on Jake's face as soon as he noticed the panicked look on my face and he softly clicked his tongue.

I on the other hand was losing my shit. I had no idea where I had to find the cleaning supplies and drops of sweat slowly started to form on my forehead. If I didn't do what Jake had said quickly, he would punish me and I didn't want that.

I had read the damn file about my former client and knew exactly what he was capable of doing.

"Everything you need is in the cabinet on your right." Jake decided to say after watching me panicking for a few minutes, the annoying smirk still present on his face. It was like he was watching a comedy show and I was the comedian.

I nodded my head and followed his directions by opening the cabinet Jake had told me to open. A deep sigh of relief left my mouth as soon as I indeed saw a lot of cleaning supplies. I quickly took some of them out and immediately went over to the sink in the kitchen to fill my bucket with water.

As the water slowly started to fill the bucket tears started to fill my eyes. This was not how I had hoped my future would be. I had studied to become a lawyer, not a cleaner. Jake had willingly ruined my whole future and that was something I would never be able to forgive him for. I had lost everything I had worked so hard for and Jake didn't even care.

Soon the bucket was filled and I slowly began to lift it out of the sink. However, the bucket was way heavier than I had thought it would be and within a second the handle slipped out of my hands. Water splashed everywhere and a shocked look immediately made its way onto my face, Jake was going to kill me.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Jake said from where he was sitting as soon as he heard the water splash on the ground. Quickly he got up and walked towards his kitchen.

The whole kitchen was a complete mess, including me standing in it. An annoyed look slowly began to form on Jake's face as he walked a bit closer to where I was standing.

Small splashes of water could be heard after every step he made and soon he was standing directly in front of me. I looked down while trying to stay as still as possible but failing miserably due to me shaking a bit out of fear for the guy standing in front of me. Suddenly he grabbed my chin harshly and tears immediately sprung into my eyes.

"Listen, pretty face. I'll give you thirty minutes to clean this up or I'll blow your brains out." Jake said in an angry tone, clearly not happy with the mess I had made. I immediately began to nod and a few tears escaped my eyes. He was hurting me and scaring me at the same time, two things I didn't like one bit.

After finishing his sentence Jake removed his grip from my chin and walked away again while mumbling 'Pathetic'. As soon as Jake was back on the couch. I immediately walked back to the cabinet and got a lot of towels to clean up the mess I had made. I surely didn't want to anger him any more than I had already done.

After 30 minutes of me cleaning up the kitchen mess, I had made. I was finally done and a relieved sigh left my mouth. However, as soon as I was ready to start cleaning the kitchen Jake decided to show up once again. He was holding some black clothes in his hands and I looked curiously at them. Were those for me?

"I expect you to be at my office at 8 a.m. tomorrow," Jake said before shoving the clothes into my hands. I quickly took them from him while a nervous feeling made its way into my chest. I didn't like being around him. Jake Dalton was unpredictable and a danger to anyone who came close to him.

"These are your working clothes," Jake said while leaning a bit closer to me and continuing. "If you're late you're gonna wish you were never born." He said before turning around and walking away. I immediately became completely pale and swallowed thickly. I had always been someone who would arrive somewhere early yet his words made me have a bad feeling. What if my alarm wouldn't go off?

"Oh, and you're dismissed." He suddenly shouted from the living room before continuing. "I've seen your annoying pretty face way too much today, get out of my sight." He finished, annoyance lacing his voice.

Immediately I began to put all the stuff I had gotten from the cabinet away and quickly walked towards the elevator again. Jake wouldn't have to tell me twice to get away from him. I wanted nothing more than that.

Quickly I pressed the button next to the elevator and soon the familiar ding of the moving room sounded through the apartment. As soon as the doors of the elevator opened I quickly got in and impatiently started to press the button for the floor my room was on. I had only one goal at the moment, to get away from Jake who was sitting on the couch.

[jojo-mlm]

Hi hi ! Can I have some story with Guido x trans boy reader...and you know the reader boy feeling bad with his body 'cause his not really look likes as he would like, and the gun boy confort him...P-please...Thanks 👉👈 *blushing*

Yes of course! For the record I'm making this more like my points because I've been busy lately! But please send in another request for this topic if you want!!

ɢᴜɪᴅᴏ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀ x ᴅʏꜱᴘʜᴏʀɪᴄ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱ ᴍᴀɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Mista isn't really great at noticing when you're feeling dysphoric specifically, but he can tell when you're upset. He'll usually come up to you and wrap an arm around your shoulder and pull you into a hug or embrace of some kind.

"Hey, you good?"

It doesn't take much for you to give him a hint about why you're feeling so terrible.

"Well that's just shit!" Mista spat. "I'm going to shoot your dysphoria in the face, I swear to god."

He takes to your room and brings you things that you say you'd rather look like, and even gets you binders and gender affirming clothes from his own closet. He'll buy you something if he thinks that it'll make you feel better about how you look.

"I think you look handsome all the time, but hot damn!"

He'll go out of his way to make sure that you have at least one thing you like about how you look, and will go through drastic measures to get you something.

Mista compliments you insistently, but in the most bro dude way.

Calls you lover boy, enfaces on the BOY

More threats of violence against your dysphoria

Gets you his biggest jacket just in case you don't want to look at yourself very much. If he's wearing it, he'll give it to you. If it's in the wash or it's not on him, he'll give you his sweater.

"Sorry babe, you couldn't look like a girl even if you tried."

Distracts you with the worst jokes known to mankind.

Asks the gang about making a surprise date and taking you out to get the things you like so you can feel more self confident. He tried to keep it a secret but got excited about it and told you anyways.

[lovekz]

french kiss (9)

syn -> rindou has a crush on his older brother’s best friend. and literally doesn’t know how to express his feelings. but when ran isn’t available and you come to him for advice, he has an idea.

beware of.. marijuana use, hinted at cheating, rindou gets jealous

it had been just a few weeks after rindou lost his virginity to you. and he was feeling amazing.

just like he did when he was heading to that one place for his birthday.

rindou felt like he was on top of the fucking world.

he won you over, beat that inupi bitch at the game for your love, and even began passing his classes higher than he was.

rindou walked into the house with shion following behind, the two of them speaking loudly about something.

“shut up. can’t you see me and my lovely boyfriend are watching something?” ran groaned, speaking over the two.

“you have a room with a tv and sound system. give us this tv.” rindou demanded, tossing his bag down by the door.

ran looked at him with a raised eyebrow, before scoffing and muttering something into kakucho’s arm and giving his attention to the movie.

rindou groaned in annoyance, snatching up his bag and heading upstairs with shion following behind him.

“so lucky kakucho’s here.” rindou grumbled, before making his footsteps heavier to show his older brother that he was ‘angry’.

kakucho looked at the male beside him, before chuckling. “your little test done now?” he asked, looking back at the screen.

ran nodded his head with a satisfied chuckle.

“rin rin’s back to normal. but for how long?” ran muttered, looking up at his boyfriend.

“i swear to god if-” “you gotta let him live and learn mr. backseat driver.” kakucho sighed, running his hands through ran’s ponytail.

“these nicknames don’t get nicer.” ran grumbled, leaning into the bigger man’s hand as he chuckled.

but ran was right, as per usual.

rindou was always happy temporarily. when the fuck would this happiness end this time around?

~

rindou and shion were sitting in the room, playing super smash bros.

“i’m having a party tonight. got some fine big booty bitches coming. you ready to lose your virginity yet or what?” shion asked teasingly, turning to look at the younger haitani.

a grin grew on rindou’s face, before he tossed shion’s character off the map.

“actually. i already lost my virginity.” rindou said proudly, leaning back into the soft beanbag.

shion dropped his controller dramatically and looked at rindou with his mouth wide open in shock.

“to who?! and why didn’t i know?!” shion asked, quickly picking up his controller and pausing the game.

‘because you talk too much’ rindou wanted to complain. but he didn’t. something had caught his attention from the corner of his eye.

ran popped his head into the room with kakucho, eyes widened. his hawk ears must’ve heard what rindou had said.

“oh my baby!” ran said dramatically, stumbling over to hold rindou in a bone crushing hug.

rindou groaned, trying to push his elder brother off of him as best as he could.

kakucho chuckled, taking a seat on the floor next to shion and giving him a pound as a greeting.

“who’d you lose it to- sweet jesus! i need to know who this child will marry!” ran cried out, tossing his head back and putting a hand over his forehead.

“you won’t believe this. it was y/n.” rindou boasted, crossing his arms and cocking his brow in a mocking way.

the room got silent, everyone staring at rindou with a questionable look, and then looking at each other with a knowing look.

rindou rolled his eyes, before picking up his phone.

“it’s true. do you need to see proof or something?” rindou said, swiping it open and immediately going into his camera roll.

“i’d rather you not.” shion groaned, leaning back and covering his eyes.

rindou looked around the room again, and seen ran with a sour expression on his face. kakucho looked at him with a sorry look.

he was utterly fucking confused.

“am i missing something here?” rindou asked looking around the room.

the room stayed silent once more, before kakucho took a deep inhale and looked at rindou.

“does she still talk to you?” kakucho asked shortly, raising his eyebrow.

he had this serious expression on his face. one that rindou has never physically seen for himself.

“uhm.. yeah. we just haven’t spoken today.” rindou responded, raising his eyebrow and looking at his phone.

“i don’t know what you’re thinking, but she’s a good person-” “baise cette merde.” ran cut rindou off, before storming out of the room and into his own.

rindou watched him in confusion, before looking at kakucho.

he was doing that disappointed mother thing he always did when ran would curse in french before going to sleep.

“did i say something wrong?” rindou asked, watching kakucho follow his angry brother into his room.

shion said nothing, but went on his phone and blatantly ignored rindou and anything he could possibly say.

he had no choice but to shrug it off and change the topic from losing his virginity to her.

“is she coming to the party tonight at least?” rindou asked shion, looking at the blond.

shion merely nodded, not taking his eyes off his phone.

“good. i’m thinking of asking her out tonight. make it official, you know?” rindou chuckled, leaning back with a smile.

“i think i should go get the house ready for the party. got a lot to do, you know?” shion said, lifting himself out of his seat and grabbing his belongings.

shion couldn’t bare to look his best friend in his oblivious eyes.

~

going to the party, rindou rode with ran and kakucho. ran hadn’t said anything at all except for merely telling the younger haitani to ‘roll up’.

nothing more, nothing less.

and that’s exactly what he did.

“izana said he’s gonna be there. might be late though.” kakucho said, attempting to get the uncomfortable air out.

ran nodded, not taking his eyes off the road. rindou didn’t even budge.

“said he can’t wait to see you two.” kakucho tried again, looking at rindou through the rearview mirror.

“yeah? you told him the secret everyone’s been hiding from me too?” rindou scoffed, crushing the weed.

“rindou. tais-toi.” ran grunted, turning onto another block.

rindou scoffed, but did as his older brother said. he didn’t feel like fighting tonight.

kakucho sighed, leaning back in his seat and decided to play some music to try and distract himself.

it was like he was almost always in the middle of situations like this, and he was.

ran being the angry mother hen and rindou being the obnoxious spoiled brat who didn’t get his way.

ran pulled into shion’s driveway and leaned back, closing his eyes and sighing.

rindou pushed the two blunts up to kakucho, before taking his seatbelt off and getting out of the car.

“not smoking with us?” kakucho asked, rolling his window down and looking at rindou.

rindou shook his head and smiled, putting his hands in his pockets. “think i wanna remember this night clearly.” rindou said, feeling giddy.

“trust me. you’re gonna want to.” ran muttered, rolling up kakucho’s window.

what the hell was he talking about now?

~

the entire night, rindou was mingling and playing music for the party. he had lost all sights of his brother, kakucho, and shion.

from the dj booth though, he had more than enough sights on everyone there.

it was located upstairs by the railing, overseeing everyone that could walk in and out of the house.

all he really needed to find was you, which was such a difficult task for absolutely no reason.

yeah, shion’s parties were always packed to the fullest, but once you make it upstairs near the dj set, you can see and find everyone.

rindou knew that clearly. it was always how he ended up getting his dick sucked.

“hey. can i borrow that mic?” someone next to him said, looking oddly familiar.

rindou nodded, lifting the mic off the small stand it was on and handing it to the male beside him.

where had rindou seen him before?

after a few short minutes, there were taps into the mic and someone clearing their throat into it.

“goodnight everyone. may i have your attention please?” a familiar voice said, making rindou cut the music off.

no fucking way.

why the fuck was that inui seishu fuck here at shion’s party?

“tonight. is a very special night for me and my girlfriend. it’s our two year anniversary.” he spoke proudly, pulling the female into his arms.

rindou quickly turned off the flashing lights and put the spot light on them, watching him look up and give rindou a thumbs up.

the woman next to him was you.

“and i think i’m finally ready to move forward in our relationship.”  inui spoke proudly, letting you go and digging through his pocket.

rindou’s phone buzzed a few times, catching rindou’s attention. he didn’t want to watch this happen to him anyway.

[10:41pm] aniki -_- : look i know you’re still kinda really fuckin mad at me [10:41pm] aniki -_- : but i’m begging you here rin.. [10:42pm] aniki -_- : please don’t sit up there and watch this go down. don’t break your own heart like this [10:43pm] aniki -_- : izana said you can take his car so just please [10:43pm] aniki -_- : go home [10:44pm] aniki -_- : his keys are in shion’s room, yk what they look like [10:45pm] aniki -_- : fuck im so sorry

tagsss ~ @sleeplessreader @haitani-bruv @cyborgciderman2 @jojxba @k3rrpii @rinrinfoxy @rinsie @m4ymay @eroscastle @thisbicc @leviandarminfavscout @mouse-teagreat @lollevi @awkwardaardvarkforever​ @shuujin @fairybimb0

[themaybewoman]

[pjo series thoughts - spoilers ep. 1]

• Bobofit? just makes me think of Boba Fett and now I'm picturing Nancy fanart as a star wars clone XD

• Eddie the Super is a bro in this adaptation. I agree with what I've heard some other folks saying around these fandom parts, I like this change from Eddie being one of the poker buddies to being at odds with Gabe, too.

• Sally Jackson listening to 'logical' by Olivia Rodrigo. Sally Jackson being an Olivia fan!!!!

• Gabe and Sally's relationship here... it's not good sure, but in this adaptation, I can see sort of how they could have started, maybe at first it not being about 'protecting Percy', as they sort of have a banter here that doesn't just seem like a watered-down/kid-friendly version of a dysfunctional marriage but also like the remnants of some sort of clicking. Of course, I want to believe that Gabe is still an awful human being, and yeah, the show portrays that he's a slum, a verbal dick towards everyone in his life, has abusive habits like checking Sally's phone without permission, so I still don't like him here. But, there's a difference between series!Gabe and book!Gabe in which book!Gabe was just painted as cut and dry, black and white awful, like the worlds slimiest, grimiest old fool. Maybe it's the act of seeing it instead of reading about it since in the book we ARE the narrator – a twelve-year-old boy with a limited worldview and seeing things more as cut-dry/black-white – and here we're more on the outside looking in, so we can approach the world with a more objective viewpoint, and see details not as 'good' or 'bad' but as just details. Just something like 'life just be like that sometimes' kind of way.

• 'Like a puzzle with have the wrong pieces' hit home for me. Also, describing Percy's attention slips through the mist as 'daydreaming' is such a good way to relate ADHD to his demigodness. I like how the series described Percy's mind and disabilities better so far than the books.

• 'Something that felt real to you that no one else can see?' The way Sally delivers this line... UGH so good at being very subtle in suggesting that she can relate to Percy personally here, hinting at her ability to see through the mist as well despite being 100% mortal. Or maybe that's just me knowing things revealed later in the series and subplanting that onto the now.

• It's hard explaining greek gods being real to your son. LOL undercut perfectly with Walker's comedy ("like– like Jesus?"). Also, Walker's acting? 10/10

• putting Percy and Grover at odds in the series just like in the books but each do it differently – in the books, Percy ditches Grover bc he's acting weird and it's stressing Percy out. In the series, Grover is the one that does the dirty deed and makes sure Percy gets expelled from Yancy. Either case, they both put tension in the relationship (to be repaired later in the narrative). So, before you say anything bad about the differences between book and series, think about the emotional part of it. The series speaks to the HEART of the scene, of the story, even if it's not a word-for-word retelling with visuals.

• "He is brutal, he is relentless, he–" "He is still wearing underpants." Classic Percy comedy akdjfhgklsjdfg I'm in love

• Sally setting Grover up for his emotional journey on the quest by making him swear to protect Percy against all monsters/threats that come his way.

• Oh god, it's even more heartwrenching the second time watching Percy watch his mom "die" – the silence that encompasses the moment, all sounds drowning away, the rain so crystal clear on his face, and his eyes... god. so good.

• I love the last scene. The campers' voices coming out of the blackness, the blackness fading into a hazy purple sunset as Percy's vision come to. Annabeth's voice saying "he must be the one,' as she so wants him to be the one that will bring her along on a quest. just the way the framing lands at the end, with the subtle movement of camper silhouettes shifting away and Chiron front and centre, welcoming Percy (and thus the audience) into the world (into the series). Such a good introduction. So, so good.

[dimensions-multiverses-universes]

demon au (Nightmare au)

Zenko: Master guess what?

Crimson: Zenko I swear to god, if it’s something stupid I’m going to-

Zenko: I found the Universe Crystal!

Crimson: Excuse me…WHAT?

Zenko: it’s true! I did!

Rakaza: *sigh* he did something stupid I know he did,

Crimson: WHERE IS IT?!

Zenko: the Amazon Delivery guy is suppose to deliver it here in..uhhhh…Soon….

Zuri: What? Amazon guy? What do you mean Amazon guy? I spent years of my life looking for the damn crystal, toiling night after night and you found it on Amazon?

Anubis: oh amazing find Lord Zenko, might I ask what was the price of the um crystal?

Zenko: oh, well it was only $2.99 plus tax so that would be….

Umbra: You’ve got to be kidding me.

Zuri: THERE’S NO WAY YOU FOUND THE UNIVERSE CRYSTAL! Less then $3.00 dollars you dumbass,

Zenko: but I said plus tax so I spent more then that,

Anubis: uhh, have you considered it to be a scam?

Zenko: Nope! Why?

Rakaza: I told you he did something stupid…

Red skull: what have you done Zenko…

Zuri: I stg…you are a literally a waste of the infinite 2nd upper rank spot,

Zenko: awww why are you so mean to me Zuri?

Umbra: calm down Zuri,

Zuri: *bro is inner monologging* I should be upper 2 not this Dumbass!

Rakaza: should we be asking him who he brought it from and cancel the order,

Serpruis: Whoever it is, if they are a danger to my twin sister, they’ll probably end up dying and i mean that….

Pinkflame: awwww thank u☺️

Rakaza: I wasn’t finished oh whatever,

Crimson: Who is the Seller Zenko? Who is it?!

Zenko: *gasp* Calm down master Crimson, I was going to tell you that next, ahhh let me see the Seller is “definitely not Lightro” what a interesting name,

Crimson: I-

Zuri: ARE YOU DUMB?

Red skull: Lord Zenko is bringing Lightro himself to the Ultimate Demon castle, TERRIFYING!!! WERE DONE FOR!

Anubis: Lightro?

Pinkflame: I can’t believe you were dumb enough to bring LIGHTRO HERE!

Crimson: I have been trying to do nothing but show mercy for you Zenko I have tried but you are not receiving any mercy from me for this one… out of all the damn Angels….LIGHTRO?

Zenko: what? But the name say’s “definitely not Lightroooo-“ *bro realizing…* oh damn….

Umbra: I am in utter disbelief! The fact you have been scammed by our greatest enemy Lightro! You know what danger your getting us into-

Zuri: you’re telling me to calm down?….

Anubis: the longer we stay here the more danger we are in you know we should try to escape,

Lightro: hello *with Rizz*

Crimson: *Bro is having PTSD* someone hide me I will make you infinite 1! Please…

Anubis: ohhh really?

Crimson: no I am not serious…

Anubis: unfortunate… *sighs in despair*

red skull: EVERYBODY PANIC! RUN!!!

Zenko: *bro thinks it’s tag* oh are we all running now? Take me with you 1 eye lady,

Rakaza: Nah I’m out,

Zenko: awww….

Pinkflame: BROTHER GET ME OUT OF HERE PLEASE!

Serpius: your on your own for this one pink flame,

Zuri: Show some respect she is a female,

Serpius: YOU TAKE HER THEN!

Pinkflame: WHAT?! Brother where are you going?!

Serpius: away from that guy,

Pinkflame: what happened to you earlier?!

Serpius: I didn’t cross my fingers it was never a promise,

Lightro: how’s everyone doing?

Umbra: NO!!!!!

Pinkflame: brother please save me!

Serpius: I never knewed u goodbye…

Pinkflame: *sobbing* WHY!

Crimson: *gets a cross* get away from me I fear no men *yes he is* I am not scared of you Angel-

Lightro: you sure about that?

Crimson: that’s I thought anyways I am here for my brother,

Umbra: FUCK OFF!!!!!

Lightro: hello brot-

Umbra: get away from me…NOW!!!! I don’t have anything to do with you!

Red skull: here is our chance to flee!

(everyone saying bye to Umbra and there were only 2 people in the castle now)

Lightro: it’s been so long Suntro we have a lot of catching up to do-

Umbra: look, I don’t have time for your nonsense, I got other things to do then waste my time with you, take a hint and- wait…how the hell are you alive?

Lightro: the angels from this era performed a ritual to bring me back, but I want to spend sometime with you before I annihilate alot of you…one by one….

Umbra: you wouldn’t dare touch me….

Lightro: We should play a ga-

Umbra: I TOLD YOU ALREADY!!!! I have enough of your presents already! I don’t want to deal with you nor I have anything to say to you! So go away and play with those angels with your nonsense! You’re a waste of my time!

Lightro: I said we should play a game…

Umbra: I-

Lightro: Suntro I said I want to play a game with you,

Umbra: FINE!

Lightro: Good now tell me have you ever Heard of un-

Umbra: idk what this uno is, is this a new ultimate power I can use on that damn infinite 2 demon? He’s too zesty to my presence,

Lightro: yes,

Umbra: teach me how to do it…

Lightro: Suntro I was just joking-

Umbra: I hate you I am literally going to-

Lightro: mafaka watch your tone….

Umbra: I am sorry just keep your sword at bay….What is this? What is this uno?

Lightro: (Lightro explains it to Umbra)

Umbra: you mean to tell me you spent the time scamming one our infinite demons just to make your way here disturbed my peace just to play a game, that matches colours and numbers!

Lightro: yes,

Umbra: I SWEARD TO GOD I WILL-

Lightro: I said mother fucker watch your tone…

Umbra: god damn you!….

Lightro: here take your cards let’s play,

(Sooo I am waiting for the 2nd one coming cause I got this from demon slayer so if you want the link here:

It was really funny so I done the infinite demons you know crimson nightmare’s enemy and I hope u enjoy^^)

[incarnateirony]

Mm, one thing I am not looking forward to with the other GM, as much as I love him as a typist, is the inevitable backhanded BTS measure of trying to override 900 pages of story by wandering in and declaring something, and I fully expect that to happen. He is Very Proud Of Playing God, and when he realized that the way he set up Becoming God off of another character's work was being undone by the very campaign he asked me to run, because that's why he used the character's work to do it, it became WELL ACTUALLY--HE DID IT HIMSELF BEFORE THAT. AND SOMETHING ETERNAL ANNOYING LA MULANA DUNGEON.

And like, bro. You are literally not going to be able to bitch the players into hailing Lord Rando As The Supreme when they witnessed the beginning of existence and FUCK ALL, YOU WEREN'T THERE, you were just some dude in the way to get there a few times. Yeah, the moral is, as Kion said, they are all their own lords, and we together, all for one, and one as the All, creation is what we make of it. That was always the goddamn point of the device he implied made his dude god. And like. Nobody cares about your guy, guy.

It's a delivery thing he still hasn't understood, you can't just wander in and throw things and demand people care, as per the whole idea of his past "hints" that he wants people to break down to extremes as if they are by default expected to know how god "should" act and care deeply about his state, and like, fuck all no he was being an annoying douche the whole time the like. 3 times he showed up being the opposite of helpful.

Randomly declaring things once a month to assert power is not even GM attitude, it's just obnoxious player attitude. They just spent 3 months rearranging creation itself in SPITE of your dude to make the world in the image of their own dreams and learn how to build better things when they get back to ~reality, they have climbed the world trees, stood at the edge of the void, they have faced life, and death, and cosmic soup, and whatever the fuck. Why the fuck will they want to find him for any other reason than to beat his ass?

Like right now everyone's saying their tearful goodbyes to a character they helped mold over these months, and teach each other together, and hope they might meet again, or at least be allowed to not forget what happened and who they knew and what they did together. Nobody cares if your dude comes in squawking IM GOD. No the fuck you aren't, you're a pain in the ass with no establishment that keeps cropping up at bad times doing stupid shit that hampers them. They're god, or at worst, their dead friend is god, because on him the world will turn, forever, self born by his own design for everything. You're. A guy who pushed a button then tried to change the backstory three times.

Neither plots nor people work like that dude.

And he gets real proud like, LOOK HOW MUCH JALIM LEARNED FROM ZENTO while even making the bad guy blink at, how the fuck did you take it like that. ok whatever easier for me I guess. And like. Character growth is great and all, but at best that's still a player path sticking on a GM badge and calling itself god. I don't know if I'd agree with the growth since the last act he did could have severely fucked the heroes in another arrangement. Luckily they moved too fast for god's fuckup to backfire on them. But the whole "I say a speech I think sounds good, pound my chest and fuck off to the wind after making everyone's lives around me hell but swearing up and down I helped" is a player brain, not a GM.

There was even a time like, he shook a defeated enemy awake not realizing what he was doing because he hadn't paid attention to the plot for real for shit (which I understand now he didn't the first time either), and like, no your dead friend is this monster they just put down. I kept trying to deflect you doing it but you insisted and it woke up so all the heroes responded and heard your argument and realized you fucking woke Death back up. Like. Six hours after they had defeated him, no less. "Well he destroyed the pillar that had to be done" bro it was already destroyed, River destroyed it in the fight, it reconstituted as the reflection of his presence when you forced it back up. You're patting yourself on the back for making a problem then fixing it. I'm not letting you take that from the heroes or the one that actually destroyed it. That's just spinning your wheels to try to reinforce your godness.

The irony is, he swears he gets this, plays his weird version of the collective, vaguely cites the theology, but then insists on trying to come in, alone, and change everything. When literally the ending is no, you are all your own lords, the soul is supreme and in this moment, we are One. Facing the call to destruction or search for emptiness, the conflict of how everything came from the nothing. It literally required EXTENSIVE planning IC and OOC both, players coordinating deeply against seemingly impossible odds. You have said many times your character refuses to enter the city because of XYZ excuse. You insisted on trying to do this alone, against the plot morals, which is why it went bad every time, because you weren't listening or paying attention. So there's just. Twenty levels of irony.

"Well my job keeps me busy and I can't read all-" Shhh. sh sh sh stop right there. No. Almost every player has a job. One has three jobs. They manage to connect, coordinate, read along, or ask questions when they get lost, they work with everybody. So if you got the time to build the world's most retarded La Mulana knockoff to send people through, you had the time to read. The matter is, you didn't care and you thought you knew better. Now this would make an excellent narrative about demiurges/pankrators like Chuck if it was on purpose but instead you're making it a commentary on humanity because the point is sailing over your head and you keep trying to retroact him into things he literally Does Not Fit.

The whole. Oh my character was just a griffin that died and got found by a god to become powerful but a slave and met Kion and became friends and Hit The Button To Save Him In Error And Became God except SURPRISE now I"m saying it was something different vs

Developed campaign that existed before this one and before the dude hit the button on a multiplanar journey across the cosmos and ancient memory showing that the person who created The Button and the city built on his pure willpower was, in fact, always created and trained for this role (and its opposite), he fits every bill on the mythology you try to use, you don't. You played some dude that kept falling in holes to become a bigger god and are trying to claim yourself the All and Void both. And yeah the moral is the soul is always an oxymoron like that but so is everyone's. You didn't come from the void, you weren't self born, you are not The Great Dragon or The Great Teacher, you are not the Workman, or the Master Builder, you are none of the things, but saying I Am All sounds hella neat and powerful, but you're not grokking what you're even trying to fucking present while kicking in the door with a funny song to melt down five planes because YOU WEREN'T LISTENING.

Like, this be mine, and the campaign is a success because everyone, the players, AS the collective shaped it correctly. He pays lipservice to the ideas but throws out randos doing nonsense actions and calls it the collective, or insists he is The One or The All while simultaneously refusing to join the others, and so on and it's like. bro. give it up. you said you wanted the campaign, you were clearly aware of at least the base potential implied in Xorv, you don't just cling to a godtitle. And no don't say it's for GM purposes if you're only NOW thinking up a knockoff dungeon with no real form, history or purpose that will at best be highly obnoxious. Just admit you had no plan. You had 3 months while I ran this to come up with more than "my current favorite game to clone is--"