#does that union guy really want to help or does he want to turn the place into his playground. make the fishing village better

[bluastro-yellow]

there's only one end-of-the-day debrief :'( ?!?

[arashi-no-saxlphone]

Axl Low is conceptually so funny in-universe. You've got this poor guy who by all accounts is the sweetest coolest guy, but he's literally a gang leader. BUT. He leads a gang to end violent crime in his town and he does it by fighting but without netting a SINGLE CASUALTY while doing it - he just beats up all these criminals and almost every single time they're like "This guy kinda rules I'm signing up with him actually" and he SUCCEEDS in ending crime in his neighborhood doing that. Then he meets his girlfriend and she thinks he's such a weird goofy guy and she falls in love instantly. Things are Great and then he is Yeeted Through Time multiple times. He ends up a few hundred years into the future and he just kinda deals with it, maintaining a glass-half-full attitude for the majority of that time despite this being probably one of the most horrifying things that can happen to a person. No one really cares about all that though, because the guy with time powers is Very Dangerous because of the time powers. Imagine being told "That guy over there is an extremely dangerous threat to reality on a metaphysical level" and you look over and they're pointing at some guy with the Union Jack plastered all over him just DESTROYING a hamburger and he looks over and waves at you.

By Xrd and Strive he's got control of his powers, and this makes him A Very Seriously Dangerous Threat. The Original contacts him personally to deliver a message to The Fucking Gear Maker. The Gear Maker sees him cause like "Holy shit. The Axes of Time. This guy is very dangerous and we should be careful" and Axl Low shows up, asks him if he's The Famous War Criminal Who Caused All This Bullshit, and freaks out and leaves when said war criminal offers him cookies for his trouble.

Jack-O asks Sol in Strive what the biggest threat to the world is right now and he goes "Axl" with a straight face. They talk about how dangerous he could be and within 4 seconds of that conversation Axl Low drops out of Fucking Nowhere onto their Speeding Motorcycle cause he needs Sol's help to save some innocent people on a hunch. How do you not shit yourself? I'll tell you how - because Axl Low is the equivalent of accidentally tripping into hell and meeting the devil and it turns out that the devil is actually just a fluffy golden retriever who has NO idea what he's doing and just wants pats like any other normal dog. Except he is just really powerful so people make assumptions. "Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely" not my boy Axl Low. Decided against doing what he wanted to get what he wanted most because he wasn't going to erase an entire timeline to get home, even though he easily could've justified it as "Not my problem, not my fault, this is awful." The second he has full control over his time powers he uses it to either help people or get fast food really quickly so he has time for a stupid quip after a round. What a fucking hilarious character dude imagine if you met father time and he was just like "can I borrow some cash for McDonald's?" because that's pretty much how he acts. And you're just bewildered so you're like sure, hand him a 20, and you blink and father time came back cause he got you some fries. I fucking adore this man.

[lyscot-blog]

Chilchuck is a tsundere dad,

and why did he stick with Laios?

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 30/48/56/ADVENTURE'S BIBLE ONWARDS.

Chilchuck Tims is a rogue. A bitter old rogue. But I guess it's more accurate to call him a professional adventurer. That's probably what people want to see him as. He's very pragmatic and realistic but sarcastic and prideful. The man is on the verge of retiring with a few things to his name. He founded a halfling union and is respected in his community as *the* guy that can go deeper down the dungeon. Chil gave his life for dungeoneering, he knows the politics and the dirty side of his job. Some people can see him as an insurance in their team. Because he has the skills and brains to keep you safe, go deeper and that you are paid well.

But why the hell did Chilchuck agreed to join on Laios' suicide mission?

Think about it.

Half of Laios' team are either dead or left the group, the remaining is a weird oddball of a leader and the other is a mess of an elf that doesn't really see you as an adult. They both can be reckless and can definitely get themselves killed. The group is also low on supplies and desperate for food. So there's that.

Although he may criticize the group, he is close to one member, Namari. He knows her situation and they share the same pragmatic view and drinks together. So why didn’t he follow in Namari's footsteps.

But yes in chapter 30 we actually got to know that Chilchuck actually cares about the group underneath his cynicism and sarcasm. Because unlike his optimistic and outlandish companions, he is the straight man.

But think again and I know he cares. But if he actually cared, he would not let Laios and Marcille to even set foot in the dungeon to their death. Remember he agreed to these deadly conditions before meeting Senshi. Deadly conditions that a seasoned adventurer like himself should already know. But he accepted it and was calmer about it as well.

So, does he trust the group? Does he not trust the group? Should he trust Laios?

Lets look at Chilchuck's most polarizing topic, group relations.

Despite Chil's critical nature, I think in my opinion Chilchuck respects and recognize everyone's strengths and weaknesses. But because he knows people's qualities, he likes to point them out and berate them from making further mistakes. He's harsh, but he wants to keep everyone alive. So that's why I think he sometimes see Laios and Marcille as immature or irresponsible at time. In turn, I think he sees himself as the most capable/reliable person in the group. With good reasons of course.

He knows how close Falin is to everybody, he will surely keep note of it. So when Laios and Marcille are automatically ready to save Falin despite deadly odds, I don't think he's surprised, he's sure they will die for Falin and no one will be there to revive them. But I don't think Chilchuck wants to see the remaining member go to their deaths and as the person that's supposed to keep everyone alive, he must have some guilt. After all, in some ways, he still cares for his own family, so he might understand Laios. But because of how reckless Laios is and how stubborn Marcille can be, I don't think he can stop them from going further. He'll help and he'll just ride along with these insane people.

Abit related. Isn't this against his halfling union's objective. Using a highly skilled halfling to their advantage on minimal pay to go on a deadly adventure. Surely this breaks his own code, right? But he does it anyways.

Despite not liking interpersonal group conflict and being as professional as possible. There's a point in time that Chilchuck actually got attached to them, to the point where he will break his own code. Whether he likes it or not. I think that he thinks that without him, the group and/or the rescue will break apart quickly and he really does not want his group to break.

Chilchuck is not tragic (compared to others), he has a relatively normal life but definitely unfortunate. Unlike the rest, his loss at most is his wife leaving him. The loss of a love fleeing you for a reason you do not know, the fear of chasing is evident. He also keeps in touch with his daughters as well. He cares but I guess prefers an independent approach.

I did notice the way he describe his daughters is similar to how he sees the others. He describe his daughters weakness, interest and strengths. He's perceptive not just with his senses, but others as well. Like how he knew that Laios have always wanted to try eating monsters and how peculiar Senshi is. He has to know people to keep them safe of course, that's how he shows that he cares.

To dive deeper, the way he cares is different from others. Senshi takes on the more nurturing approach, he sees the others as younglings that needs to feed and take care of, to protect them is his responsibility. Chilchuck is different, although he is similar. He makes sure that they are safe and criticize their bad behavior, but he respects their privacy and freedom. He criticize Laios, but for the majority, he lets Laios leads. Because unlike Senshi, he actually has kids, he has 3 adult kids. He expects better and for them to behave up to his expectations, as proper adults.

The relationship between Chilchuck and Laios is interesting. Chilchuck knows Laios' objective and he knows he can't stop it. But he also knows that Laios can be reckless and unconventional. However, he also knows Laios can be experimental and creative, but this too can blow up on his face. So to make sure that everyone (including Laios) do not explode, he has to be there. But he knows it has to be Laios to hold the torch and lead it himself, Chilchuck just has to guide and help him sometimes. Also I think Chil is a tsundere and actually likes Laios.

Chilchuck Tims has a pride bigger than himself. He'll stick by you because he likes you even if he won't say it. There are many times where his dad like behavior comes to play, particular with criticizing Laios and respecting Izutsumi. But he is ultimately someone that will make sure everyone is safe and sound.

[vay99]

Mikey x reader

You are-?!

Anime/Manga: Tokyo revengers

"Okay what's up?" Draken asks his friend, hw has had enough of Mikeys behavior. 

"What do you mean?"

"You're attending school. Like a normal kid. For a whole month now? How did that happen?" 

"Just thought that education might be useful." the shorter one shrugs his shoulders. 

"Bullshit." he doesn't believe a word he says, noticing that Mikeys attention has switched to a (h/c) girl passing them in the school hall. "She's the reason ain't she?" 

"We have sports together and she's sooooo badass." 

"Ask her to join Toman if you like her that much." 

"I would love that." he keeps his eyes on you the whole time, smiling. 

"Our Mikey is head over heals~" 

*Loads of teasing later*

Mikeys favorite subject has finally arrived. PE. Oh and you're playing baseball. But you're on different teams which upset Mikey quite a bit. 

Standing at the second base you're waiting for the ball to get hit, which it was a few seconds later... quite unlucky. The ball hit you right on the left eyebrow, causing it to bleed immediately. And Mikey to panic. He wants to send that guy to hell that hit the ball so badly but also want to help you. He's half frozen and half on fire. 

"Someone needs to help (y/n) get to the infirmary." the teacher says, your class gathering around you. 

"No worries, it's just a cut, I need a plaster and that's it." you wave it off but your teacher doesn't allow it, she wants you to get checked up. 

"I'll take her." Mikey yells once he reached you. His anger taken replaced by worrying as he walks you to the infirmary, keeping a close eye on you. 

"Thanks but this isn't necessary." you chuckle once you've reached your destination. 

"Have you seen your wound!?" 

"I've done kickboxing for years, I'm used to such injuries." you wave I off, being greeted by a nurse. 

"That doesn't mean that you don't feel pain or are invincible." his eyebrows furrow whole he stares at the ground. 

"You're right but after some injuries you know what you can handle." 

The nurse tells Mikey to wait outside while she treats your wound. 

"Will she be okay again?" he jumps up after a few minutes, still overreacting. 

"It's just a cut, her head got hit at a fast speed though so she should take it slowly for the rest of the day." 

"I'm relieved to hear that, I'll drive you home." Mikey offers to you. 

"You've got a good boyfriend right there, take good care of each other." the nurse leaves you two alone, equally confused. 

"Boyfriend?" you say in unison, both pointing at Mikey. 

"Thanks for the offer, you're a great boyfriend." stressing the last word you start walking towards his bike while Mikey hides his blush behind his hair. 

"Here we are." you announce after a short ride, taking off the helmet. 

"Are you sure you're alright?" the concern in his voice and his furrowed brows are the softest expression you've ever witnessed on his face. 

"Yes, and thanks Mikey, I appreciate your help." you smile at him "If you want to you can come in and eat something." 

"How could I say no to you or food?" he smiles, following you. "Why does this house look so familiar?" 

Mikey assists you while cooking ramen, he never cooked before but he tries his best. He was very confused when he saw the uncooked noodles "What are those?" and was highly embarrassed when you started laughing. It turned out really delicious. 

"I should learn how to cook." 

"I can help you with that." 

"Really?" his eyes sparkle with joy as you nod and take another bite. 

"I'm home!" a voice interrupts, coming from the front door. 

"Hey Keisuke!" you great the boy walking in. 

"Oh, Mikey what are you doing here?" Baji asks his friend who's currently busy connecting the dots. 

"Wait?" 

"Yep." you two say in union. "We're siblings." 

After staying silent for two minutes he finally speaks up again. "Should've guessed you're both hella pretty." 

"Yeah I hear that a lot." you roll your eyes. 

"People swooning over your brother?" 

"I can't tell how often girls tell me 'Your brother is so hot, he's such a daddyyyyy'. Like, girl. He can't even look straight into a girl's eyes without panicking. Also stop thirsting over my brother what the hell is wrong with you."

While Mikey dies laughing. "Sounds like Baji." Baji is mad and confused at the same time. 

"They see him beat someone up and fall immediately, how weird are they?" 

/I fell for you because you did the same, so I won't say that, noted./ Mikey thinks to himself while he calms down a bit. 

"If girls really say that how come I'm still single?" 

"You can't talk to a girl without becoming a freaking mess. Get your shit together." you clap your hands at the last sentence while Baji grumbles to himself. 

"Why are you here anyways." he refers to Mikey, ignoring your comment. 

"(y/n) got hit by a baseball and I drove her home." 

"Oh, I see." Baji nods, you both get into fight in a regular basis so a wound is no shocker for him. Then there's Mikey. 

"Are you dizzy? You're still alright?" 

"Yes Mikey." you reassure him once more. 

"Our Mikey is worried?" Baji immediately catches on. "Have fun I'll just grab some snacks and leave you two alone." 

"So you think Kei is hot?" you ask after your brother left the house. 

"Huh???" 

"Just asking if you want me to set you two up~" 

/Wrong sibling/ Mikey thinks to himself as he follows you into the kitchen with the dishes. "I'm not into Baji." 

"Which one?" 

Took him a minute to get what you're hinting at. 

"Keisuke." 

"Ah, so you're into me." 

"How did this conversation lead us to this point!?" 

"Well the nurse called you my boyfriend, I like the sound of that." you answer honestly, placing the bowl in the dishwasher. 

"You do?" 

"Yeah. Do you?" 

"I nearly died out of worry for you after you got hit by that ball. And I fully died after being called your boyfriend SO YES!" red ears and puffed cheeks turn Mikey into the most adorable person you know. 

"Please don't." you wrap your arms around his neck, resting sour forehead against his. "It'd break my heart if you'd die. What can I call you instead of boyfriend, so you don't die?" 

"I don't know." he mumbles quietly, one hand slowly holding onto your shirt. 

"Babe? Future husband? Cutie? Love?" 

"You're killing me with all of these." Mikey whines, hiding his face in your neck. 

"Mikey?" 

"Mhm?" 

"Can I call you mine?" 

"(y/nnnn)." 

"Okay okay Mikey it is then." you giggle, kissing his temple. 

"You're unfair, I should take care of you." 

"I'm not stopping you." 

Still slightly flustered he carries you bridal style into your bedroom so you can rest, doctors orders, and Mikeys heart can recover from the roller-coaster it has been threw. Cuddling up in your bed you're the first one to drift off to sleep, happier then ever. 

Bonus:

*A few days later*

Mikey wanted to see how strong you are by himself. And damn you're enjoying how that went, his joy... well... 

"The invincible Mikey, laying underneath me, I could get used to that~"

"What's that supposed to mean!?"

"Do you need some type of reward to get serious?" you tease him, while he struggles to escape your grip. 

"I AM SERIOUSLY FIGHTING YOU! YOU'RE JUST TOO DAMN STRONG!"

"Adorable~" you continue, still fixing him to the ground.

"I'm not adorable." 

"Yes you are~" you peck his lips which cause his face to erupt in a bright red. "See? Adorable~" 

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Unexpected 11

Sequel to Unsolicited

Warnings: non/dubcon, pregnancy, pegging, Lloyd being the worst, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You laze in the afterglow, content to enjoy the good while it lasts. What little you can wring out of this dysfunctional union you will be certain to cling to. Even if it’s only orgasms and the occasional foot massage.

You hear Lloyd moving around, the speck of his shadow in your peripheral as you dab your glistening forehead. Your thighs tingle with his absence as the charmeuse agitates your over sensitive skin.

“Ah, here we go,” he announces over a crinkle.

You sigh and glance over at him, the radiating glow fading to the edges. You lay your hand weakly on your stomach and watch him present the large gift bag; two overlapped hearts pierced with a single arrow on the white cardstock. You nearly roll your eyes. It’s like a child handing out Valentine’s cards at school.

He comes to you and reaches to set it on your other side. You scrunch your nose and reluctantly sit up, dragging your ass up the bed.

“What is it?” You grumble.

“That’s not how surprises work,” he smirks, “go on, open it.”

“Mmm,” you purse your lips and take the bag, placing it on your skirt. The red tissue paper peeks over the top like flames. It’s heavier than you expected. Oh joy, maybe he got you a gun so you can end this before it begins.

He strips away his white jacket and loosens his red bowtie as he watches you. You look over at him and he nods encouragingly. He takes stiff, straight steps as his pants bulge with his excitement. He’s not that kind of stupid. It’s definitely not anything you would deem useful.

You reach inside as he removes his cummerbund. He really went to the nines. You can’t help but note the surrealness of it all. Lloyd, the man who disassembled your marriage, fractured your life, made you his personal sex toy, and even tortured your ex within a breath of death, he was standing there beaming at you like a virgin shaking to pop his cherry.

“Alright, well–” you close your fingers around the shape and choke on your words. You scoff. It’s not– it can’t be–

You narrow your eyes as he sits to untie his shoes. You notice how he nearly winces as he does. Well, he is rock hard and isn’t regarded for his patience. You lift out the silicon toy attached to the leather harness. The toy has you gaping as you hold it up, dumbfounded.

“One for me, one for you,” he winks as he pulls of his velvet shoes.

“Lloyd, I– don’t think I could–”

“Ah, come on, like you haven’t wanted to shove something up my ass all this time,” he stands and undoes his fly, “you should be flattered, honey, I don’t think I’d let anyone else bend me over–”

“You’re kidding. It’s a joke–”

“Look,” he crosses to you, pants open as they slip slightly down his hips. He takes the toy and points to the curved arm, “this one goes in you and this one–”

“I get the idea, okay?” You shake your head.

“You get a little something, I get a big something,” he shrugs, “I dunno, thought you’d be into it.”

You blow out a raspberry and arch your brows, “and if I’m not?”

“Well…” his eyes drift away and he chuckles, “uh, I mean, I’m primed and ready.”

He grabs his pants and shoves them down to his ankles. He kicks them away. No underwear underneath but he’s a commando sort of guy. He turns and spanks his own ass, kneading the flesh as he pulls apart his cheeks. You snort as you see the stem of the plug lodge in his hole.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” you guffaw, “Lloyd, you’re fucking with me. I– I’m too tired for this.”

“I’m not. In fact, you’d be fucking with me,” he clears his throat as he faces you, his dick bobbing before him, “sweet cheeks, I’m not asking, put it on.”

You stare at him. He takes a deep breath and crosses his arms. His jaw ticks as the humour drains from his face.

“I’m still daddy, baby,” he sneers, “and daddy wants his ass fucked.”

You keep from another chortle. The edge in his voice is enough of a warning. He’s bared his ass to you, quite literally, and if you push him any further, the tables can turn easily. You nod move to the edge of the bed.

You get up and turn around, “get the zipper.”

He tugs it down gracelessly and you catch the loose straps. You shimmy out of the sheath, the twisted thong still caught in the crease of your thigh. You quickly peel it off, naked but unready. He grips your hip and turns you. You let him move you, parting your legs as he kneels to figure out the toy. 

You really can’t fucking believe you’re doing this. He pushes the tip of the silicone against your tender cunt and slips it inside. You groan and he has you hold the toy as he fixes the straps. Your cunt clenches around the toy as the other part of it nearly jabs Lloyd in the head.

He pinches you and stands. He looks down and wiggles his hips, hitting his cock against the silicone one. “Hey, we match.”

You cover your face and drag your hands down it slowly. He cups your tits, surprising you as he steps closer as you drop your arms, then kisses you. You let him as he rolls his thumbs over your nipples, humming into your mouth. He pulls away.

“Well, I still don’t got tits as nice as yours,” he gives a final squeeze, “but you’re lucky I got a nice fucking ass, baby.”

He turns and goes to the table against the wall. He stirs around in the basket there, a rainbow of toys and bottles in the wicker.

“Mom’s a life saver, she got lube,” he says as he takes a bottle.

“Alright, let’s not mention her,” you wave him off.

“Right,” he breaks the seal as he comes back to you, “here.”

He hands over the bottle and you take it, reading the label to hide your discomfort. He reaches behind him and grunts, sucking in a breath and letting it out gradually. He sighs as he slides the plug out and drops it on the bedside table.

“Fuck, use lots,” he says, “and be gentle with me, baby.”

He brushes by you and you stay as you are. You listen to the bedframe shift and you tighten your hold on the bottle. You test the spout, pushing it down several times, before you turn. Finally, a spurt flows out and hits the floor. You move closer as Lloyd sits on his knees. You really don’t know what you’re doing.

Be a man? Or dom? Or whatever. 

Wait, that’s it. Be Lloyd.

You slap his ass and he grunts in surprise. You do it again, harder, and he growls. You squeeze and angle the spout along the top of his crack. You push down and watch the oily flow ooze out. He snarls and you hush him.

“Shut the fuck up,” you say, surprising even yourself up.

“Huh–”

“I said shut up, daddy,” you repeat mockingly, “you wanna get fucked? Then close your pretty little mouth and bend over.”

“Oh, baby–”

“Another word and I’m gonna fuck the voice out of your throat,” you dig your nails in and he rumbles, “now bend over for mistress.”

He does as you say. You’re taken aback by the surge that rolls over you. Power. A degree of it. As much as you’ll ever have with him.

You spread the lube around his hole as you squeeze more on to the large toy protruding from the harness. You toss the bottle on the bed and slicken the silicone until it’s shiny. You step closer, another flicker of uncertainty before you set your feet.

You lean over him, hand on his back as your other angles the toy. It adds to the pressure inside you and you can’t help but moan. You rest the tip against him and slowly dip into him. You thought the day had reached peak oddity but here you are. As you stretch him, he lets out a low growl.

You graze your hand down and slap his ass from the side. He clenches and grunts through his teeth. You sink it further, watching him open around you. You rock, easing your way in as he grips the blankets tightly. As you thrust, the toy moves inside you, eliciting another smokey moan from you. 

“You might wanna grab a pillow to bite, daddy,” you channel your best impression of him, “cause I’m gonna fuck you silly.”

[dunnswrld]

The "Enhancement" Pill

a/n: This isn't a request but this idea has been lingering in my mind so I thought why not write it!

prompt: The boys come up with stunt where they all take sex pills and see who caves first, unfortunately (and fortunately) Johnny has you..

warnings: SMUT! swearing, sex pills, fem!reader, sub Johnny kinda?!?

"Hi I'm Johnny Knoxville and this is the Enhancement Pill." Johnny sighed as he held the small pill in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. "Man do we really have to do this?" Dave asked with a pain looked on his face. "Yes just take them already." Jeff spoke annoyed. "Well the whole world is about to see my ding ding harder than a turnbuckle." Johnny said with a laugh, everyone else joining him.

The whole idea of the stunt was that five of the Jackass boys, which in this case was Johnny, Dave, Steve-o, Chris, and Bam would take sex enhancement pills and whoever was able to keep it together the longest would win the challenge. Though there was no prize, just bragging rights.

"Fuck it dude." Steve-o said as he quickly downed the pill, not even having to take it with water. At that point the rest of the guys didn't want to seem like pussies so they all downed their pill. "God this is going to fucking suck major ass." Bam said as he realized what he just did, rubbing his hands down his face.

"Who takes sex pills at 10am?" Chris said with a goofy smile, "Idiots like us do." Steve-o laughed.

It was only two hours later and the cameras were rolling as the five boys sat inside the office at a table in a circle. A blush spread across all their cheeks.

Bam laid with his head rested down, Steve-o laid back in his chair staring at the ceiling trying his hardest to shift his mind to something else, Chris sat stiff and still for the first time in the history of Jackass, Dave had his head in his hands every so often shifting his hips, and lastly Johnny sat with his hands covering the tent in his pants and his sunglasses covering his face.

"This sucks!" Bam said muffled into his arms, laughs being heard through out the room. "It isn't even enjoyable it just hurts." Chris said as he rubbed his hands down his face. "God I really hope my mom doesn't watch this movie." Johnny said as the camera panned over to him, trying his best to make light of his situation. His hands remanded over his boner trying his best to stay modest in this situation.

"Come on it can't be that bad." Jeff said with a cocky snicker, "Shut up Jeff!" The whole table said in union. "God I don't think I've ever been this turned on over nothing in my life." Dave said, audibly in pain. Jeff jokingly ran his hand down Dave's back which was quickly slapped away by Dave. "Dude I'm not even kidding do not touch me right now." He snapped. Chris couldn't help but chuckle.

"Shit I don't think I can sit here much longer." Steve-o laughed breathy as he began to tap his foot. "Same here." Bam said with his head down. "You two would be the first to cave." Ehren said behind the camera. Bam's head snapped up to look up at Ehren with a angry confused look. "What the fuck does that mean?"

Johnny was cancelling out the bickering of all the boys as he only had one focus which was you, his girlfriend. His pants seems to tighten more uncomfortably as he pictured you in that white lacy matching bra and underwear you wear that he loves, or when you whine into his mouth when you two kiss, and the noises you make when he is going down on you.

If Johnny kept thinking of you there was no way he would be able to last in this challenge.

"Whatcha thinking about Knoxville?" Wee-man chuckled, the focus of the cameras panning over to him once again. "I have no shame in saying my girlfriend." Johnny said with a smile that told the viewers what kind of thoughts he was thinking about you. "Good thing she's coming in today to bring lunch than right?" Wee-man laughed.

Johnny's face went pale as it set in that you were bringing in lunch for everyone today since it was Friday. "Ah fuck." Johnny said quietly. "What's the time?" Johnny turned and asked the crowd of people behind the cameras. "Almost 12:40." Someone said, Johnny groaned loudly as he realized you would be here at any moment.

You were the first and last person he wanted to see right now. Johnny put a hand on his face. "Tell her not to come in here with the food I can't see her right now-" "You don't want to see me Pj?" Johnny's head whipped to the familiar voice of you. He saw you holding four pizza boxes that were meant for lunch. "No that's not what I meant I-" "He took a sex pill and can't cave or he loses the challenge." Ryan said with a devilish smirk.

The room was silent until it was soon filled with your loud laughter. "Oh you're fucked." You said between laughs, Johnny's face a bright red. You reached over your boyfriend and set the four pizza boxes on the table. Johnny's hand went to your lower back by habit, rubbing up and down slowly. "Handsy?" You said poking his cheek lightly and walking away from the table. Johnny's hand staying on your lower back till you were too far away for him to touch.

Chris was the first to grab a pizza box and open it Steve-o reaching over to snag a piece from the box. Everyone soon began to grab slices of pizza, everyone but Johnny. He was too focused on you and how great you looked today even in just a Jackass t-shirt and jeans. He watched as you exited the room, most likely to go find paper plates for everyone to use. Johnny was quick to stand up and head to the door.

"I'm gonna go use the bathroom." Johnny said to everyone, okays were heard through out the room really not caring where Johnny went since they all were focused on the pizza right now, the other four boys who took the pills finally not focused on nasty thoughts. But that was until Chris realized Johnny had a hard on just like him and the three other guys. "Hey wait is he going to jerk off?" Chris said with a mouth full of food. Bam began looking around the room for Yn. "More like fuck Yn." Bam chuckled. "Lucky asshole." Steve-o grumbled.

Johnny sped walked down the long hallway, his hands still covering the tent in his pants. He peaked into each room he past praying that you'd be in one that was empty and had a lock on the door. Johnny hit the door of the supply room where he saw you just like he expected looking for paper plates.

"Oh Johnny! Do you think you could grab the paper plates off the shelf for me? I can't reach them." You said to your taller boyfriend. Johnny walked into the supply room and shut the door behind him using the hand that wasn't covering the tent in his pants. You heard a small click from the lock on the door signaling that Johnny had locked it. "Uh Johnny?" You asked, furrowing your brows at him.

"Listen, doll, I am harder than a bolder right now and all I want is for it to go away- could you help me out, please?" You looked at your boyfriend, seeing your refection in his black sunglasses. "In here?" You said gritted through your teeth. "No one will hear I swear! They all are in the room way down the hall." Johnny said as he pointed in the direction of the room.

You stood there for a minute thinking of it, it's true that no one would hear unless they came down here. But even if they tried to get into this room the door was locked so there wouldn't be a way for them to see you and Johnny.

"Well are there cameras in here?" You asked quietly, "No there isn't, they took them out last week cause they were planning on getting new ones." Johnny quickly responded to you. You rubbed your lips together realizing that it was private and no one would really see you two. Plus you couldn't lie, Johnny begging for you like this was really getting you going.

"Ok but it has to be quick." A weight was lifted off Johnny's shoulders as he heard your words. "Oh you are the best." Johnny said as he walked over to you, crashing your lips together. Johnny wasted no time deepening the kiss quickly making it messy and needy. Johnny's hands running up and down every square inch of your body he could easy access.

Johnny began to push you both back till the back of your knees hit the back of the old table causing you to sit on the table. You wrapped your legs around Johnny, tossing your arms around his neck. Johnny pulled away from the kiss and began to undo his belt, "I'm sorry doll but I can't wait much longer." He chuckled softly. You began to unbutton your jeans as Johnny pulled his belt off of his pants and move onto the button on his pants.

You pulled your jeans down to your ankles and Johnny did the same. You looked down at his boxers to see his very visible boner. Then looking up at Johnny who had taken his sunglasses off and put them onto his head. A blush spread across his cheeks and his eyes hung low, he looked like he was craving something.

"You're so beautiful, so so beautiful." Johnny said as he pulled his boxers down, not breaking eye contact with you. Johnny's hard sprung up out of his boxers, his tip was leaking with pre-cum and was a angry red color. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you felt Johnny's hands pull down your underwear.

"This won't take long." Johnny breathlessly laugh. Johnny moved closer to you as you put your hands behind you on the table offering more support. He rubbed his cock slowly between your folds as he let out a whine, tilting his head backwards. Johnny then slowly entered into you, a groan coming from his lips as he looked down at the sight of you taking him in.

"Sh-shit." Johnny said as he dropped his head into your shoulder. You decided to take action and move your hips up and down groans coming from Johnny's lips as you did so. "Just like that- ah! You treat me so good doll." Your bottom lip sucked between your teeth as you listened to Johnny's words, your face becoming hot.

Johnny began to move in and out of you at a steady pace, not to fast, not to slow. The sound of skin clapping and breathless moans quickly filled the room, the idea of being quiet was quickly thrown out the window.

"Feels so good Johnny." You said as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Johnny didn't respond to you he only let out a moan as he quickened the pace of his thrusts.

"Oh god doll, I'm so close." You could tell he was close from his high pitched moans and whimpers. "Keep going Johnny don't stop."

"Oh god doll you feel so good- I'm gonna cum-" Johnny said, he began to babble about how good you felt and how much he loved you. Saying stuff like:

"I love the way you make me feel, I love it so much."

"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Wanna make you feel good too doll."

Johnny's hips buckled, as he finally hit his high. Moans and whimpers coming from his lips as you began to move your hips onto his, trying to help him ride out his high as you hit your high; a high pitched moan coming from your throat as you did so.

Johnny and you both sat there for a minute panting as you both tried to get the energy to begin to clean up. "You're lucky I'm on birth control." Johnny laughed at your words. "I am very lucky."

Johnny picked his head up from your shoulder and slowly removed himself out of you. Johnny looked to the shelf to his left and grabbed several tissues from an open box. Johnny gently cleaned you up before he cleaned himself up, pulling his boxers and pants up along with putting his belt back on.

Johnny gave you a peck on your lips as he gently helped you off the table, he bent down to the floor and pulled up your underwear and jeans up for you. Even buttoning up your pants for you. Johnny gave you another kiss but this time on the cheek.

"I love you." He smiled, "I love you too, horny bastard." Johnny laughed as you both walked to the door. Johnny paused and reached back to the shelf grabbing the paper plates you had originally gone in the supply room for. You opened the door, the lock clicking open as you did so. You were expecting a empty hallway but when you opened the door you saw a group of people and camera pointing in your face.

"Oh god." You said as you covered your face from embarrassment. Johnny was behind you holding a stack of paper plates. "So what were you two doing?" Bam teased. "Grabbing paper plates." Johnny said with a cocky smirk that gave away what you two were really doing.

"You must think I'm stupid if I'm eating off a plate that you just touched after fucking!" Wee-man said earning a large laugh from the group of people, everyone but you.

"God this is so embarrassing... wait don't put this in the film! My mom is going to watch this!"

[ill-say-anything-i-hafta]

The Lower Manhattan Boys (and Spot Conlon) Tell You How They Make Extra Money In the Winter

1. Thievin'

Jack: I will pick a pocket if the opportunity presents itself, but the church collection boxes is easiest, especially at this time of year.

Racetrack: That's a big risk Jack. They's always gonna be lookin' closer at a guy like you. it's just another form of gamblin', really.

Jack: Hey, you stay out of this, pal. You sound like Dave. And it ain't as if Ise stealin' stuff away from the intended recipients. Them funds is supposed to be for the poor and needy, right? Ain't we poor?

Racetrack: You want another card, or is we gonna sit here jawin' all night?

Jack: I fold.

2. Shovelin' walkways

Buttons: We charges two cents to do the stretch of sidewalk in front of your shop or your home, plus an extra penny if you wants your stoop cleared. Railings is free. And we gives a discount if you is old and feeble.

Romeo: Or if you is pretty.

Buttons: We do Jacobi's and the theater for free.

Jojo: But we charges extra if you looks like you can afford it. Miss Katherine taught us this is called bein' an entrepreneur.

Buttons: Hey, dummy, speak for yourself. I don't need no girl to teach me big words. In fact, I already knowed that one.

Jojo: Well I ain't needed to know it to do it. Ise a natural.

3. Encouragin' tips

Crutchie: I gets around all right, generally. Don't let no one tell you different. But ice and snow on cobblestones ain't no picnic for me. And damp weather like this, the leg won't hardly give me no peace. I miss a lot of sellin' days. But I got a compensatory seasonal advantage. Here's what I do: I fumble with the change. More often than not, by the time I gets the coins out of my pocket, they don't even want 'em.

Les: So what? I do that every single day of the year. It doesn't always work, but it can't hurt, right?

Crutchie: Youse real cute, Les. But let's just say someone like me gets more tips in December.

Les: Why?

Crutchie: Look. It ain't my fault some fella wrote a Christmas story about a kid with a crutch. It ain't my fault if i puts folks in mind of that kid. I didn't ask for it.

Les: But you're Jewish, like us. Aren't you?

Crutchie: Shh! Who told you that?

Les: Specs.

Crutchie: Well, keep it under your hat. There's money on the line.

4. Totin' packages and similar errends

Elmer: I'se the only who makes money this way because no one in their right mind would trust most of these boys. But I got a innocent face. And luckily for my regulars, I got a honest disposition to go along with it.

5. Soakin' Midtown kids

Albert: Complain all you like about the short, dark days of winter, but there is some things I happen to like about this time of year. The sight of a wreath of greenery and berries hangin' on someone's door. Hot chestnuts from a cart. The cheery fellow-feeling that is in evidence everywhere you -- hey, ain't that Lefty Petrovitch? What's he doin' south of Fourteenth Street?

Spot: [Cracking her knuckles] Let's get him!

Albert: I appreciate your help, Spot.

Spot: It is my personal pleasure, Al. In fact, this is one of my favorite pastimes of the Christmas season because not only is I doin' you a good turn, but we might also make a tidy profit besides, depenin' on how good he was sellin'.

Albert: Just 'cause we all got a union together don't mean kids should get away with floutin' mutually agreed-upon territorial boundaries.

Spot: Yeah!

Albert: Remind me, why does Race get to sell way across the bridge at Sheepshead?

Spot: [Cracking her knuckles again] I often find myself ponderin' that self-same question.

FIN.

[azusaluvclub]

Request: the union guys when y/n calls them "pretty"

weak hero reactions; calling them pretty

hi hi !!! this was such a cute request to write, ty for sending it in ! i decided to include the mokha duo in this, but its my first time writing for them so i hope its not too ooc :,)) enjoy~ (and if theres someone you wanted to see that wasnt included, feel free to lmk~)

gender neutral, as always !

jimmy bae / bae jihoon

⋆ jihoon prides himself in trying to be some manly, strong dude, and getting called "pretty" ,,, doesn't exactly fit the image he's trying to build :,)))

⋆ but you can't help it !!! like has he not seen his face ??

⋆ the word slipped out before you could help it, lol- jihoon was veryyy suprised, to say the least: wide-eyed with a raised brow, the tips of his ears turning a deep red :)) truly a sight to behold, even when he tried looking away in a bad attempt at hiding his reaction lmaoo

⋆ he complains that he'd rather you call him handsome or smth more "masculine-sounding", but a compliment is a compliment and he WILL appreciate the ego feeding :,)) secretly tho, he lingers on hearing you call him pretty, and finds that he likes it a lot more than he can admit~ (so def do it again, even if he acts childish about it loll)

jake ji / ji hakho

⋆ doesn't turn into a blushing mess, but he DOES get veryyy smiley and just a lil embarrassed :D he adores you lots, so it feels really good to know that you think so fondly of him !

⋆ awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, all aglow, as he soaks up the sweetness of your words. he considers thanking you, but decides to give you a compliment of his own instead~ it's his default lol, but he really does mean it !!!

⋆ or if you're close enough to do it, he'll give you a gentle kiss on the cheek or forehead; something to show that he appreciates it and you without words

⋆ would love it if you called him pretty more often !! if not just to make him feel all special and warm inside, then because you'll always get something sweet in return :,)))

wolf keum / keum seongje

⋆ he'd be more taken aback than anything loll- it nearly goes over his head at first, because people are often too scared of him to actually notice his looks; but once it settles in ?? he lowkey shortcircuts :,))

⋆ it's only for a moment, where he gets this sorta perplexed look on his face; once he recovers tho, he just ?? quietly accepts it ?? probably plays it off with some sort of "you think so?" or a simple "yeah?", but secretly keeps the comment lingering in the back of his mind :)))

⋆ it's not that he doesn't like it, he's just not good with compliments ;; isn't sure if he should compliment you back or make a big deal of it, so he just takes your word for it when you call him pretty and moves on ;; lameee

⋆ later that night tho, when he's getting ready for bed, he'll find himself in the mirror mulling over that moment and trying (with the faintest of grins) to see for himself what you seem to love so much~

forrest lee / lee sehan

⋆ congrats !!!! you've earned yourself front row seats to seeing one very flustered sehan !! :D

⋆ see, sehan knows he probably isn't the most attractive compared to his peers; he didn't need to hear it, because when all his friends were getting girls' numbers and going on dates, poor guy was always left on the sidelines :((

⋆ so hearing you — someone who means so much to him — call him pretty ?? you really feel that way about him ?!!! he's stumbling over his words all flushed, trying to play it cool lol; totally feels like melting from happiness :((

⋆ once he's regained his composure, he'll give you a shy smile and a warm-hearted "thank you" :(( it's very cute lol; so pls compliment him more often, he deserves it~

donald na / na baekjin

⋆ baekjin is not a easily flustered person, so if you were hoping to make him super blushy, i have terrible news for you ;;;;

⋆ but even if he isn't tripping over himself from you calling him pretty, it's still obvious that he's affected ! :D

⋆ it's subtle at first — the way his demeanor softens and his expression grows bright, eyes twinkling like stars — but when he smiles at you, chuckling under his breath, you know you've got him :,)))

⋆ he's still getting used to the compliments, cause most ones he recieved before were from ass-kissers trying to flatter their way through the union, and they weren't filled with the same sweetness; but with you he knows it's genuine, and it makes him fall for you just a lil more :(( won't seek out your praises, but won't complain when you shower him w/ them :)))

baek dongha

⋆ absolutely LOVES it ;; he relishes in any sort of attention you give him, be it kind words or physical affection, but hearing you call him pretty ??? it's like you've opened his eyes to a new world LMAOO

⋆ takes pride in it for sure- but in a good way !! he could boast about it (and if you did it around others, he so will), but he also uses it as a motive to put more effort into his looks :D

⋆ you may not think much of it when he shows up with his hair styled differently, or dressed with a little more thought than usual, but for him ?? he's doing all this in the hopes you'll compliment him again :)) won't make a show of it, but will keep glancing at you with this sorta hopeful gleam in his eye, wondering if you've noticed

⋆ so please ,, give this guy all the compliments you can ;; it'll make him super happy, and what's not to love about that ??

do seongmok

⋆ awhh he def gets sheepish about it :((

⋆ it's not that he's never been complimented, but being considered pretty is a new one for him !! he wouldn't exactly consider himself it (maybe handsome or smth) but he's not complaining :,)) he's shy about it though, awkwardly touching his jaw and really trying to analyze what it is you find "pretty" — spoiler alert: it's everything-

⋆ doesn't say anything, though he wants to say something nice about you too- but it's okay, because you know that he's grateful; and for him, his actions speak much louder than anything else, so he'll show his appreciation by taking your hand in his or giving you a warm smile in return~

⋆ he's not desperate for flattery like his bff, but he'll never take it for granted !!! so call him pretty to your heart's content~

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

🎵 Evrart’s Theme

3. "Does this mean if I do things for you I will get my gun back?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "Damn it, Harry, that's exactly what it means!" He turns to the lieutenant. "I am only kidding of course."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Of course," the lieutenant replies dryly. "I understand. We help you -- you help us."

Task complete: Track down your gun

+10 XP

2. “I want to talk about the hanging.”

EVRART CLAIRE - "Oh, of course. That's your main thing here. That's *why* you're in Martinaise." He nods. "I know everything that goes on around here. And I would *love* to help you, like I'm helping you with the body and your lost gun..."

"I mean, it's no secret that the lynching is connected to the strike -- so much to talk about! Honestly, it's been weighing on me so heavily. I understand -- you need to *interview* me…"

Secret task complete: Interview the Union boss

+10 XP

"I sense there's a *but*."

Say nothing.

EVRART CLAIRE - "...but there's a *thing* that's been keeping me up at night. I *want* to talk about the hanging. I mean... if we could just calmly talk, exchange information, we could blow this thing wide open!"

KIM KITSURAGI - "Yes. That sounds good," the lieutenant says with a slow nod. "Let's do that."

EVRART CLAIRE - "But I *can't* think straight with this thing weighing on me..." Suddenly, he slaps himself on the forehead. "You're police officers, aren't you? I have a crazy idea. You guys are basically door-opening machines. Incredibly talented at opening doors."

"I've opened a few doors in my life."

"You heard wrong, Evrart. We're not."

"Kim, is that true? Are we door opening machines?"

KIM KITSURAGI - "I'm not sure I understand." He looks to the Union boss. "If you're asking us to break down someone's door, it's not going to happen."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Come now. I just need you to go open a *little* door for me -- and leave it unlocked. A simple thing. Absolutely nothing shady about it."

DRAMA [Medium: Success] - An excellent opportunity presents itself, sire! You could win the trust of the arch-liar, pretend to play into his hand -- then, should you wish, bend his efforts towards your own!

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - The stars aligned into a cosmic frown here. He has your fate decided. Bide your time, however, and let the stars continue their course -- and that frown shall turn into a smile. Only if you play along...

"Why don't you just open it yourself?"

"Whose door is it?"

"I bet you don't even know anything about the hanging."

"Damnit, fine, I'll look into it, we need to talk about that murder." (Accept the task.)

"I can't accept this thing." (Refuse the task -- for now.)

EVRART CLAIRE - "Harry, I'm a very busy man and, more importantly, I don't have that extraordinary physique you do." He slams his fists together. "You look like you could run around all day!"

KIM KITSURAGI - "You want to send someone a message that the police are working for you."

EVRART CLAIRE - "I repeat, I'm a very, *very* busy man, Mr. Kitsuragi, and therefore I must occasionally enlist... outside help." He turns back to you. "So what will it be, Harry?"

2. "Whose door is it?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "Oh, no one's. It's just a weasel. A weasel lives there. Nothing for you to worry about."

3. "What do you mean by a 'weasel'?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "A loud blabbering weasel. When weasels feel no one is watching, they start acting *foolishly...*" He removes his glasses and rubs his nose.

"Just go there, unlock the door and leave it open. It's been such a burden on me, Harry. I just want this to be over so I can discuss business with you." He puts his glasses back on.

4. "I bet you don't even know anything about the hanging."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Harry, my dear friend." He sinks deeper into the chair. "I am what people call a *local big wig*. I know everything that goes on in Martinaise."

Regrettably, we really can't afford to say no here. I debated letting you vote on this, but we would just have to come back.

5. "Damnit, fine, I'll look into it, we need to talk about that murder." (Accept the task.)

EVRART CLAIRE - "Fantastic, my friend! Just let me know when it's done and we can take our friendship to the next level." He flicks his fingers.

"You can get the key from Mañana -- he's down by the gates. Mañana's like a free agent in the Union. Special operations. Hardened socialist. A real free-thinker too. He'll tell you precisely where the door is." He smiles, obviously satisfied with how well he planned it all out. "One last thing, Harry."

New task: Open apartment door for Evrart

"Just open the door. You don't need to go in or anything. I just want that weasel to come home and see the unlocked door."

2. "I'm looking into your shady brew."

EVRART CLAIRE - "I don't know what that means, Harry. Shady brew? There are so many moving parts in my operation I can't keep track of them all..."

"You know what? Don't even tell me. Whatever it is -- do it. Surprise me!" He reconsiders. "Just one thing… if you can, make it even *shadier*."

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - He sincerely has no idea what you were talking about -- and he doesn't care either.

2. "I met Joyce, the company representative."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Oh, that's very nice. I haven't gotten around to her yet -- I'm very, very busy, you see." He adjusts a button on his sleeve. "I hope you're getting along."

"One thing I wanna make very clear, Harry, is that this is not some kind of Union *versus* Corporation situation. Everyone is just pals here."

"Just pals?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "We're all trying to do what's best for Martinaise here." His smile widens. "Don't feel like you can't cooperate with her, because you and I are such good friends and I'm helping you get that nasty body down from the tree... *and* with finding your lost gun. I'm not a jealous guy."

SUGGESTION [Easy: Success] - Whoa... that's so nice of him. Suspiciously nice.

"Are you sure? I find it a little odd."

"What happened to the previous negotiator, Mr. Gaumont?"

"Joyce said the previous Union leader vanished under suspicious circumstances."

"Evrart, Joyce seems to think the Union is low-balling her."

"Why haven't you let her in to see you?"

"Okay, let's talk about something else." (Conclude.)

EVRART CLAIRE - "I'm just a nice guy, Harry. I wouldn't be where I am now if I wasn't nice." He slams his fist into his hand. "Politics is all about *emotions*, and I want you to have positive emotions when you think of me."

2. "What happened to the previous negotiator, Mr. Gaumont?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "What do you mean, Harry?" The big man sounds annoyed. "Nothing. I let him go."

"He made concessions for the company in previous negotiations. Why would you let an ally like that go?"

"Okay, another question?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "He's an old man, Harry. I wanted him to spend more time with his family." He looks down and sighs. "God knows how long he's got left."

"You called him a midget."

"Okay, another question?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "Harry!" he exclaims, indignant. "I have *little people* in my organization. I would never call someone a midget. What is this?"

"Honestly, I'm beginning to think *you're* a midget, Harry." Abruptly, he smiles and changes his tone. "I'm only kidding, Harry. You're not a midget. No one is. We're pals."

Maybe just repeating everything Joyce told us isn't the best idea. Let's keep doing it.

3. "Joyce said the previous Union leader vanished under suspicious circumstances."

EVRART CLAIRE - "*Vanished*?! Harry, the woman left her casserole in the oven and couldn't make it here in time for the voting."

"'Oh, did I leave my casserole on? Better go home and check. The election can wait!'" The man frowns, disapprovingly. "When she got back the whole thing was over."

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - Wait... there was no mention of a casserole from Joyce.

"Funny, Joyce didn't mention any casserole."

"Another question then?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "Harry, Harry, Harry!" He flicks his fingers. "Do not fixate on this little matter. Maybe it was a rabbit stew... or a hair dryer, or an iron. The point is, her heart wasn't in it. Mine *was*."

INLAND EMPIRE [Medium: Success] - That much is true. His heart *truly* is in it. Though you wouldn't think so by looking at him.

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - If it's spilled blood you're looking for then there certainly isn't any in his expression, or demeanour now.

4. "Evrart, Joyce seems to think the Union is low-balling her."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Yes, yes -- *low-balling*. Of course..." He's suddenly very serious. "This isn't a casino, Harry. Real people, real livelihoods are at stake here. But everything's a casino for those rich types..."

COMPOSURE [Easy: Success] - His expression makes it clear: this is childish and irresponsible behaviour.

5. "Why haven't you let her in to see you?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "*If* she actually wants to see me, she will find a way. Any good negotiator would. And I just don't have anything to discuss with a bad negotiator."

VOLITION [Trivial: Success] - He doesn't *want* to see her. It's simple as that.

6. "Okay, let's talk about something else." (Conclude.)

EVRART CLAIRE - "Of course, Harry. Let me just assure you one more time -- it's perfectly okay to share anything we discuss here with this... *Joyce*. This is a completely transparent organization."

"I have no interest in what she is doing, but I myself have *nothing* to hide. Your business is your business and I respect your privacy. Just remember, none of this..." He makes an all-encompassing gesture. "... is secret."

"Tell her about all of it. My brother's picture, my singing swordfish clock." He looks around. "Tell her how overweight I am and how I'm helping you find your lost gun. Tell her about everything -- Evrart doesn't mind."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - It *is* rather interesting to tell people things about each other isn't it? It was nice telling him about her right now...

3. "What's in the container that's outside your office?"

EVRART CLAIRE - "My dear Harry, there are literally millions of containers in this harbour. I couldn't possibly remember what's in all of them."

"There's something *special* about it. It was attached to the Kvalsund crane."

"Never mind the container."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Harry, you smooth-talking son of a bitch," he says with the fondest of smiles. "Time is a precious resource and I don't have enough of it to count containers with you."

RHETORIC [Easy: Success] - Smooth-talking? Maybe *that's* the way to go about opening the container! You should at least *try* convincing it.

4. "Evrart, I'm going to leave now, but we might talk again later." [Leave.]

EVRART CLAIRE - "Wait..." He leans reaches into his drawer and pulls out a plastic card. "You need this to get in and out through the gate."

"Um, thanks. I was wondering how I'm supposed to get out."

"Great! Wouldn't want to get stuck in here."

EVRART CLAIRE - "Here -- you're one of us now. A real red and white Union man. Take care, Harry."

Item Gained: Débardeurs' Union Card

The card is added to our keys, so it doesn't have an item description.

[imagine-silk]

AtSV; Child labor laws

》 Reader comes from a universe akin to the Great Depression so they're fifteen but has been working for five years.

Miguel

Of course he knew. His personal feelings on the matter was something he wasn't allowed however. It was an entire civilization that was not his to mess with. That didn't mean he never almost slip and lose his mind when you talked about working in horrible conditions. His heart went out to you, it really did, but he wasn't going to be another outsider looking in with a loud mouth. You could find peace with him. He did silently take care of you, always had you eat something and sent you clothes every now and again and other miscellaneous items. It was silent, not hidden.

Peter B

He thinks it's tragic but he also knew wasn't not his place, but he was a lot more open about his want and need to help you. However it does come to his attention that you were illiterate. It wasn't important for you to learn anything but a few words and numbers because chances were you would end up in a factory. So he taught you at his house. And he was very good at it, very thank and move one. He was also very up front on the fact this was new for him too, teaching. He checked what he was doing in front of you and rephrased things. MJ was also there, not helping but doing her things around you. You were scared of her. What she said in the house was law and Peter backed up everything. You ate with them and you weren't allowed to do the dishes, you had to turn off your watch, because if anything serious happened they would get Peter. And this is not mandatory, but if you compliment the house it makes her blush.

Miles

He said, "That doesn't sound legal." And you had to remind him it was where you came from. You told him at one point he would make a good worker because he was so tenacious and always went forward, and he was flattered because it came from you. If anyone else said that to him he'd be great for a factory line it would have been an insult. He also said, "That almost sounds worse." When you told him there wasn't any real racism in your universe because everyone in the lower class was trying to get by. You agreed. Having constant food on the table would be worth being spat at or refused service by some people. Crime was already there so a different motive wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Then again, you agreed it was still bad.

Hobie

He was very impressed. As a spider you were the face of the working class, a little guy to help the little guys. Both of you were almost the direct mascots for politics with identical goals, you were just in different times. The fact you were as old as you were was just another reason to go against the establishment. Your government was making progress too. They created unions and raised the age requirement to twelve. Everyone told you that wasn't much better and you told them to suck a dick. Getting change like that was major and to have that belittled because the deal wasn't the best it could be was unimaginably frustrating, especially from someone who didn't even live in your conditions. "I can't imagine what I would do. I couldn't live like that." Then butt out. Hobie was behind you the whole time and said he was proud. He also insulted everyone who said something offensive to you.

[darvetica]

I'd love a little one-shot of Adrian introducing his girlfriend to the team.

I think this could be a disaster with Chris not believing that little Vigilante has a girlfriend.

By the way, I like your blogs <3

Adrian introduces you as his girlfriend to the team:

Ahh that can be something very nice and go well or a complete disaster. In the same way I think Chris would question several times if you are his real girlfriend or not.

By the way thank you very much for being the first person to ask me to write something, I really appreciate it <3

Summary: You and Adrian have been dating for almost a year and he has kept your identity a secret even from his teammates. He is very nervous but excited because for the first time he has a real girlfriend and she is not another of his made-up girlfriends.

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You and Adrian have been secretly dating for almost a month, the team didn't suspect anything and that was exactly what you wanted.

At first it was just sex at work without any kind of commitment but without knowing how you started to stay at Adrian's house some nights or he would come to yours and you would spend the evening cuddled up on the couch watching some series, every Wednesday you would watch Fargo at the request of the guy with the glasses, even some days after a hard night patrolling the streets of Evergreen, Adrian would sneak in through your window to sleep with you. Some nights he would wake you up but you didn't mind, in fact you usually made it a point to leave the window open enough for him to get through.

After so long you decided to name your relationship and make it public. So you crossed the door frame of the 11th street boys' base without any fear of being discovered, while holding hands, something that did not go unnoticed by the attentive gaze of the always direct Emilia, but this time she decided not to say anything since she saw that Adrian wanted to say something.

-Emm... Hi guys I have something to tell you- he said with a radiant smile on his face as he was finally able to tell her that you were his girlfriend, his girl, his woman. Adrian Chase the always so called loser and geek finally had a partner and his partner was none other than you, the girl that as soon as he saw her he was amazed by your sincere and beautiful smile.

The group turned their gaze towards you, Emilia had a small smile on her face (she already knew it for a long time because even though your relationship was very discreet, nothing escaped her blue eyes). On the other hand, Economos was looking confused at the scene while he was putting some Haribbo bears to his mouth and Adebayo was trying to take one away from him. Chris was just like Economos, confused, but he was much more lost, he didn't understand what was going on.

And it was at that moment when Adebayo gave up the idea of getting something to eat from John, he lowered his gaze to the union of your hands and understood everything instantly.

- You are a couple! - exclaimed Adebayo

- What? -He was in disbelief, "Hey Y/N if he's holding you hostage blink twice.

- Don't be stupid John, it was very obvious that they were together - spoke Emilia.

- Seriously Y/n you're the only one who doesn't mess with my beard here so if you need help just tell me and I'll send the Justice League to help you, except for Aquaman. He does very disturbing things with the fish," commented John completely serious, he was really afraid for you.

- That won't be necessary John, I'm fine. Adrian and I are dating and yes, it's my will to be with him. But I thank you for your concern - you spoke.

Suddenly Chris pulled you away from your boyfriend's side and put you behind him covering you. No one expected such a sudden action.

- Dude, what are you doing? - Adrian questioned irritated.

- Sorry Vig, John has told Y/N that if she was in danger she should blink twice and I've seen her blink at least twenty times since she entered the room.

- It's called blinking out of necessity, stupid," Emilia insulted Chris, "Seriously, leave poor Vig alone.

- I'm sorry but Vig having a girlfriend is very unrealistic and her being my best friend on top of that is very suspicious. But of course, Y/N you're my best friend after Aguili.

- Is she your best friend? I thought it was me, let's see don't get me wrong. I'm glad you like my girlfriend but I wanted to be your best friend, but don't think I'm not happy for you babe I'm proud that you're her best friend but I wanted too, but I'm not jealous, not at all- Vig was going to keep ranting until you decided to talk again.

- Hey Chris seriously, I'm fine, don't worry, we've been dating for almost a month or at least officially dating for a month.

- Officially? What have you done unofficially? - Chris questioned innocently making you blush.

- We had sex and yes, we did it in your trailer once-admitted Adrian shamelessly.

- But don't say that! - he scowled.

- Oh... I think it's one of those things you told me that even though they are true, you shouldn't tell them because they hurt or make others uncomfortable. ....

- Yes Adrian, exactly- you answered a little annoyed because you were embarrassed.

- No, no, no, no, you don't tell me and you leave just like that- Chris got annoyed and gave you a withering look- You do it at my house and you don't invite me?

- I'm sorry dude, but I don't want her to try other people and leave me because I'm bad, we all know she deserves better but don't tell her- Adrian whispered so you wouldn't hear her.

- Adrian I can hear you- you resist finding your partner's reaction tender.

- No. You can't- he carefully covered your hate with his hands- Seriously, don't tell her, I don't want to lose her.

- I'm still listening to you- you laughed louder as Adebayo joined you in your laughter and Emilia smiled slightly...

- I have an idea- Adebayo caught your attention- Let's go for a drink at Fennel Fields to celebrate that you've finally told us. Just don't think we're not going to have a girls' night out and talk about it.

- Yes, let's go over there and I won't have to make any more excuses about imaginary girlfriends who are pregnant but are going to miscarry.

- Sometimes you are very strange Vig," said Chris.

- Yeah, but I have a girlfriend and you

[elliepassmore]

The Dangerous Ones review

4.5/5 stars Recommended if you like: fantasy, vampires, dual POVs, historical fantasy

Big thanks to Netgalley, the author, and the publisher for an ARC in exchange for an honest review!

TW slavery, whipping, mentions of SA

This book definitely has an interesting premise. The Civil War, but if vampires and Saints (i.e., supernaturally strong and fast vampire hunters) were a thing. I thought it was an interesting take and I liked seeing how the different fantasy elements got woven into the existing history. This world ended up being more expansive than just vampires, Saints, and humans, and it would've been interesting to explore the other groups as well but there's not really room for it (but note, I would be interested in exploring them...maybe with Gus and Jules).

As it is, we get a good amount of info about the vampires and Saints. Vamps seem to be a pretty Eastern European thing, though I think they do come from other European locations as well. They're sensitive to sunlight, holy water will burn them, and a wound from a silver weapon will never heal. Saints are pretty much the perfect enemies of vampires. They're stronger and faster than the average human and tire out less easily. When a Saint knows what they are and has proper training, they're a formidable foe against vampiric enemies. Even without training they can pose a threat, as Jerusalem shows in the opening chapter. Saints seem to pretty specifically hunt vampires and we actually see them working alongside other supernatural creatures in the book as allies.

Jerusalem has escaped slavery and is now fighting with other Saints in the Union army, with her sights set both on liberation and revenge. She's filled with rage about what happened to her and her family, and she uses that to focus her skills as she trains and fights. Understandably she doesn't trust a lot of people, but the people she does trust are people she is thoroughly loyal to. It's clear that she cares deeply and has a strong protective streak, and part of the way that shows up is through fighting the Confederacy and vampires.

Alexei is a vampire who signed on to help the Union army and in particular helps the Saints take down other vampires. He has his own demons to face from earlier in his life in Eastern Europe, demons tied directly to his vampirism. While he eagerly fights against slavery and clearly states his disgust for the practice on more than one occasion, he has more mixed emotions about newly turned vampires, as he's aware that not all of them have chosen that life, which at times puts him at odds with the Saints. We get to see his softer side on multiple occasions and it's clear he's warm-hearted at his core, even if he is, quite literally, ice cold.

While Jerusalem and Alexei are set up to seem to already be in love (though unknowingly on Jerusalem's part) when the book opens, I do feel like we get a bit of instalove going on. Alexei is clearly in love with Jerusalem but holds off because he doesn't want to lose her as a friend (also the fact that he's a vampire and she's not, lol), but it takes Jerusalem much longer. She even tries to kill the guy 24hrs before she admits she loves him! I have a hard time believing that someone like Jerusalem would so quickly have an about-face. While her attempts to kill him were in the heat of a very emotionally intense moment, it doesn't change the fact that up until nearly the end of the novel, Jerusalem worries Alexei will try to feed on her. That doesn't really scream love to me. I don't mind the romance, they do work well together, but I would've liked to see some of that resolved prior to their confessions (or at least prior to them fully getting together).

I have to say, I was cackling at the descriptions for white people. They were absolutely hilarious and I think it's a funny way to call out (and contrast with) the ways Black and brown characters' skin tones are often described in books. I also think it's interesting linguistically since it creates a Black-normative perspective in the novel.

This book is pretty fast paced and fairly action-packed. While there are moments when Jerusalem and/or Alexei have to stop for resting or planning, a lot of the book is filled with either strategy or fighting in some form. I definitely flew through this book and its fast pace makes it a nice, quick read. The ending is very satisfying as well.

Overall I enjoyed this book and found it to be a good, fast-paced vampiric read. I did find it a bit predictable at times, but I don't think it's trying to be a book with a ton of plot twists, so it doesn't impact the story.

[bread--quest]

more details about them are under the cut in case one of them sounds familiar and you want to doublecheck. if you know what the 8th one is please tell me

mr. revere and i: book narrated from the pov of paul revere's horse. she was formerly a british horse but through some amount of shenanigans was given to paul revere instead. she had an entire arc about unlearning her loyalty to england and choosing to side with the americans that was extremely compelling to young me

all-of-a-kind family: jewish sisters on the lower east side in turn of the century new york. i read so many books with that premise but these were my favorites. uhh there were 5 of them, oldest was ella and then i think hattie and then sarah, charlotte, and gertie. it was a series and later there was a little brother who had to get his name changed because he fell down a manhole (long story). they went to the library and coney island and ate soup and did jewish holidays. probably at least 15% responsible for my fixation on nyc. they were everything to me.

the year of the dog: book about an asian-american girl growing up. her name is pacy and she likes to draw. has a lot of conflicted feelings about being american vs. being part of her family's culture which i related a lot to for reasons that i'm sure you can guess

cobble street cousins: 3 cousins growing up on a street?? actually it was two sisters (lily and rosie) and their cousin tess. they had a cool aunt who was dating a botanist. tess was a broadway nerd. they had a cool attic hideaway. the books were excruciatingly cozy i love them

project mulberry: ANOTHER one about asian-american girls feeling conflicted about culture are you noticing a theme here. uhh a girl and her friend who collects state quarters do a science fair project raising silkworms and then trying to embroider something with them. they get help from a guy who has a mulberry tree and is black and her mom has to confront her inner racism. at one point the author talks to the main character in like the footnotes for some reason

the pushcart war: LOVE THIS ONE SO SO MUCH BTW EVERYONE SHOULD READ IT. uhh its new york in Very Slightly The Future. (it was like 1940s when this was written but the date gets changed with every reprint.) everything is the same but traffic is slightly worse. its supposed to read like an account of an actual historical event. pushcart peddlers get fed up with being literally pushed around by truck drivers and get organized. using pea shooters they make the trucks get flat tires so that everyone can see that they're the main problem of traffic. does a surprisingly good job going into all the ways seemingly small political action can have effects (newspaper articles, local government elections, other unions being affected, even trade with other nations). not exactly a union novel but basically a union novel (to this day i still think of a certain part of it whenever someone brings up union dues). basically radicalized kid me if we're being honest.

the fairy rebel: well it was either that or the rebel fairy can't remember. really weird one honestly. okay so a woman named jan hurts her leg and can't dance and also can't have kids and is like clinically depressed about it. weird beginning to a kids book but it gets weirder. a fairy shows up and makes friends with her and in exchange for jan teaching the fairy what jeans are the fairy makes a magic baby for jan. the baby has a streak of magic blue hair. there are also magic rose presents. the fairy queen is evil and has evil wasps and gives the kid an evil necklace and does some really fucked up stuff like nearly crush the kid under toys. it's okay eventually though i think

haunted doll one: okay so i read this at a campground once and it's probably the most genuinely obscure one on here but. a girl finds a doll and like. touches it? or picks it up or something? and somehow the doll transports her back in time to like a wagon chain exploring the west or whatever. and i think the doll is there in prairie times too. can't remember if the modern girl like possesses the original owner of the doll on the wagon chain or if she just gets prairie isekai'd but i think it's like a recurring event. also at some point someone gets bit by a snake and maybe dies. i don't remember how it ends but the general vibes of the thing terrified kid me So Much that it's haunted me ever since. if you remember this book please tell me

[greetings-inferiors]

I think Marluxia/Lauriam is the character I’m most invested in going forward (apart from MoM, obvs)

Like not only is he a keyblade wielder from the past, but he’s also a union leader, his sister is the woman of the hour in the kh4 trailer, if he gets his memories back then there’s cool drama with him and Ven, hell, do we even know if he lost his memories? Technically nothing has explicitly stated that he has, and apparently Roxas is a unique nobody for not remembering his past, which implies that Marluxia does. Yeah it’s a bit strange that he can’t wield a keyblade and has never mentioned that he could, but he always showed great interest in Roxas and Sora’s keyblade (it’s especially pointed out in the days mission where Marluxia accompanies you that he almost looks longingly at Roxas’ keyblade). What if somehow Marluxia and Larxene lost the ability to use their keyblades and that’s why they wanted to take Sora for their own, to try and get their keyblades back. It also puts Marluxia being in charge at castle oblivion into a new perspective, because that mission was explicitly to find the chamber that Ven is hidden in. GOD HE’S JUST SO INTERESTING AND INTRIGUING

And that’s not even mentioning his powers, like how he’s able to morph into a massive grim reaper (a feat that only Xemnas and Xion are shown to be able to do, with Xemnas turning into the dragon and Xion being a massive suit of armour, but Xion isn’t a nobody and had the help of those signal booster things, so really it’s just Xemnas. Marluxia might be on the same power level as Xemnas.), he’s able to kill Sora without touching his HP, he’s got the whole motif of death about him, seriously guys Marluxia is the most interesting character going into missing link and kh4 mark my words he’s going to pop off character development wise

Also side note what do you think Marluxia says to Sora to start the death counter? I think it’s something along the lines of “I know you’re there, Ventus.”, but it could be something else. I just want Marluxia/Lauriam to be fucking livid at Ventus because his time in the organisation has darkened him, but then Ventus, and maybe even his sister herself, makes him realise that what he’s doing isn’t right. I’m pretty sure Lauriam forgives Ventus by the end of union cross though so idk I need to rewatch it

[theghostofashton]

wip wednesday

His new roommate doesn’t seem to like him very much.

It’s only been a few weeks since move-in day, but the one-word answers and lasting stares that TK can only classify as ‘judgmental’ have told him all he needs to know. The guy’s definitely a little uptight, super rigid about when he leaves for class and what time he wants the lights to be turned out each night. TK asked him to leave them on an extra few minutes the other day, and he swore he heard the beginnings of an exasperated sigh.

Okay, so maybe he procrastinated reading for class until after midnight, and maybe Carlos has an early class the next day, but he thought he was done being criticized for his poor decisions the day he moved out of his parents’ houses. If someone had told him he was signing up to get judged by his damn roommate, of all people, TK would’ve requested a single.

It doesn’t help that the guy is gorgeous, either. Messy tousled curls and these deep brown eyes that make something in TK melt every time Carlos looks at him. The moments where he has every intention of standing his ground, insisting that it’s his room too and he should get a say in when the lights go off every night, and all Carlos does is lay eyes on him and suddenly TK is fumbling over the words and not saying much of anything at all.

And it’s not like Carlos has ever said anything shitty or gone out of his way to be an asshole. TK’s definitely woken him up at 3am, barging into their room with zero consideration for the fact that he has a roommate, a sleeping roommate at that. There was one night he fell asleep without even taking his shoes off, and when he woke up the next morning, they’d been removed from his feet and placed neatly beside his bed. There was even a bottle of water and a couple Advil on his bedside table. Although that’s probably less Carlos actually caring about him and more Carlos making sure his roommate doesn’t like, die, less than a month into them moving in. That’d probably suck to deal with.

He didn’t have actual expectations for his roommate, and he definitely wasn’t buying in to all the myths about becoming best friends with him and taking on the next four years together, but Carlos is really not what TK imagined.

Over the past couple weeks, TK’s made friends with the people on their floor – including Grace Ryder, who is surprisingly chill for an RA – joined the Queer Union and a couple other clubs, and been invited to multiple frat parties. He’s almost never in their room on Friday and Saturday nights, and he usually spends his Sundays in bed trying to muscle through the hangovers. He’s invited Carlos out with him a couple times, but always been turned down. At first, he figured maybe the guy just isn’t the frat party type. Marjan from down the hall is like that, but she’s also in the Queer Union with him and she was talking about some event at the Muslim Student Association a couple days ago.

Carlos hasn’t talked about any clubs, even some of the book-ish ones, which is weird, because he’s always reading. His desk is piled high with stacks of paperbacks and he always seems to have his head buried in one whenever TK returns to their room. It was no surprise to learn he’s an English major, so TK can’t figure out why he wouldn’t want to get together with some of the other ones at NYU and talk about that.  

They’re just different people, is what TK’s landed on. Carlos is just the guy he has to share this shoebox with for the next nine months, and as long as he doesn’t voice any of his obvious issues with TK, they should be just fine.

[luckspren]

Finished The Trouble with Peace

I love Orso. He's my guy. Which makes me sooo worried that with him complaining about hangings all the time, he will end up complaining about his own. After all the lamb is next in line to be eaten. I loved the scenes he had with Jappo and the dinner with Leo (and how those scenes show the contrast between Orso and Leo) ... man he's intelligent enough that I could actually see him maneuvering around the restrictions of his title and changing at least some things for the better if he applied himself and if he had the time, instead of mitigating/surviving one crises after the other

Where do I even start with Leo. There were so many moments where I wanted to reach into the story to throttle him and just by reading the blurb on the back of book 3 I suspect that he might still not have learned his lesson. What do you mean he wants to be a hero of the new age. How many limbs does he essentially have to lose and how many of his friends does he have to get killed before he stops to think for once.

His head really is empty, but he's definitely an expert when it comes to justifying his decisions. So maybe he will actually embrace his role as a traitor somewhere down the line. I feel like he always doubles down on his decisions right after he momentarily doubts himself. So once he realizes that the breakers/burners are on the move and also want to get rid of the crown, maybe he will feel vindicated after all?? Just like with the Stour/Leo duel in A Little Hatred I now am worried that Orso will regret sparing Leo.

I wish Finree would have told Leo that he is pissing away everything his father worked for. I can't believe that didn't really come up.

So while Leo did seem to be more reflective after he lost, in true Abercrombie fashion I expect him to fall back into old habits. Still gonna be interesting how he adapts to his new circumstances, though. I guess he has to do at least some things a little different now.

I actually was right about Jurand and Glaward after all. And Leo reacted as expected. In a way Jurand dodged a bullet. But it is kinda sad that Leo still can't parse his own feelings at all, even after the fact. Maybe he will actually get a second chance at repairing that relationship.

While I always thought that Savine would eventually help with the treason, she really did not have to think about it at all. The total disregard she had for Orso and especially her father... my god. Obviously she went through a lot and I understand her anger towards her family for keeping her parentage a secret. But it still made me feel bad for Glokta. He seems to care about her so much

Speaking of which I hope we do see him again. While this is very much the story of the next generation, I would be disappointed if he just died off screen of old age. Would love to see his reaction to Pike being the Weaver

Also the Savine/Leo and Ardee/Glokta parallels kinda make me doubt my assessment that Savine is actually pregnant with Leos child again. I guess I have to see if Orso starts to wonder. I'm not even sure if it's supposed to be ambiguous, it's probably Leos.

I am in general a little nervous about the breakers/burners- plot taking center stage. Mainly because Broad is still my least favorite pov (by far) and characters like Judge might work in small doses, but could become overbearing in more of a main role. I liked Vick way more than in book 1 though, so maybe she will bring me back around

Clover betraying Stour happened faster than I anticipated. I don't see how anybody can really trust him after this. Still happy to be rid of Stour though, I think Calder is the more interesting antagonist for Rikke

The axe with the owl on the cover of Wisdom of Crowds makes me think of the North (mainly because of choice of weapon) and I had Rikke as a contender for the owl. But based on the blurb the northern plot does seem pretty separate from the Union plot. So I don't know. Maybe Orso flees and then Rikke turns him over. I'm not even sure if the cover means anything. Like Leos sword is specifically mentioned in the text, but I can't remember is Stour ever wore a wolfs helmet. Hmm. I'm sure the identity of the owl will become clear while reading.

Any hope I had like five books ago, that Bayaz would finally be taken down in this trilogy is dwindling by the page. I do not think there is time for that