#gucci rush for men

[drefear]

Hail to the King (prologue)

Summary: Miguel O’Hara is the head of the biggest mafia family in Nueva York, scaring almost all of its citizens. Except you. And that’s exactly what he needs.

The restaurant was on 5th Avenue, between Gucci and Balenciaga. Miguel stepped out of his SUV and buttoned the suit jacket he had on, glancing around at the glittering lights of the street, identifying certain faces he knew and familiarizing the ones he didn’t. Walking into the restaurant, he glanced at security at the front and they just nodded at him as he walked in towards the hostess stand. The girl looked up at the 6’9 man, intimidated as she kept her eyes down once she realized who he was, and led him to a table towards the back.

This was a normal night for him once a month, taking a specific meeting here to discuss imports and exports to the city and the competition of the other families.

Miguel O’Hara was a name that many feared in this city, The head of the O’Hara family, a facade for the mafia that ran Nueva York, he was in charge of most organized crime within the metropolitan area and some of the biggest drug trafficking rings within the state. Being a mafia boss aside, the man was huge. His hand could wrap around an average man’s throat and crush it without flexing more than his hand.

He walked to his table without really needing to be led, the girl placing the menus down and walking away without a word. He sat and spread his legs a bit, leaning one elbow on the table and thinking quietly. Another presence made him stand and reach forward, shaking the man’s hand.

“Nice to see you again.” He spoke and sat with the man, talking about some business.

You were new. Very new. Your second night. You’d just moved to the city to become a writer, loving the scenery and hustle of the lives here. Visiting when you were young was always the best feeling, your parents showing you around and bringing you around to see the staples of Nueva York.

You had just finished serving another table for a lovely couple visiting the city as you saw someone get seated in your section. Walking towards the table with a skip in your step, you smiled at the two men and waved. “Hello! I’ll be your server tonight, how about we get started with-”

“Where’s Gwen?” Miguel glared at you as he raised a brow, as if you’d disrespected him in some way.

“Oh, uh. She’s not working tonight.” You added, intimidated.

“I only order from Gwen.” He deadpanned as you scrunch your nose in confusion. “Go get Peter.” He demanded, to which you began to boil a bit. How dare he speak to you like this? Yes, this was a very high end restaurant, but no one was allowed to treat you so terribly, to speak down to you. Your mother taught you never to accept that type of behavior.

“I don’t think I will.” You answered, with the same insulting tone he did, the man sitting across him staring at you with wide eyes. “At least, until you learn to speak to me correctly.”

“Do you know who I am?” He hissed, eyes boring into you and standing in front of you with a towering stature, but you didn’t care. Big or small, no one got to demean you.

“No, and frankly, I don’t care. I don’t give a shit enough about a 15 dollar tip to tolerate your rudeness. Learn how to speak to people before you walk around like some bigshot.” You leaned up towards him, eyes narrowed with anger that mirrored his.

Someone rushed in between the two of you and placed a hand on both of your shoulders. “Hey! Miguel, hi, how are you? I forgot to tell you that Gwen wasn’t feeling well today and called out sick. Hopefully, our new little beauty will suffice.” Peter, your manager, spoke with a friendliness in his voice, a familiarity he must have had with Miguel.

The hulking man stood up straighter, still looking down at you with a snarl still evident on his face. “She won’t be working here anymore.” He spoke in a cool tone, as if just asking about the weather. Your jaw dropped and you glanced between him and Peter.

“You can’t- I don’t-” You stuttered in disbelief and watched him unbutton his suit jacket, taking it off. “How dare you?” You got louder now, calling attention from the few hidden tables beside you.

“You have a disregard for who someone is, and you have no patience for others who try to put you in your place.” He announced, ignoring your angry chatter. “You start to work for me right now.”

“What?” You and Peter gawked as he sat back down and handed you his coat.

“I do not work for you.” You growled with hatred dripping from your lips.

“Well, you don’t have another job anymore, isn't that right, Peter?” He flashed a look of Warning to Peter and he looked between you two before giving you an apologetic smile. “Glad that’s understood. Go wait in the car and I’ll be out in ten minutes to take you home and give you your new assignments for tomorrow.” he waved you off and everything in your being shook with rage. You removed your apron and threw it at the large man.

“Fuck you!” You shouted before exiting the building.

Chapter 1

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Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 21

MASTAPOST credit to @adonneniel, @brekitten and @bucketorandomness for all their help brianstorming. The scene with bruce has been a long time coming!

Walter Wekapipo puffed his second cigar of the day. Puff. Puff. Smoke filled his lungs, taking the edge off. Just another cold, damp day on a cold whaling boat in the middle of nowhere.

The captain shouted his orders. Walter got to it. He trawled to the back and grabbed some rope. He heaved. He hauled. The whale they got was a small one. Probably a baby. Should leave it alone. Let it grow big, but captain’s orders.

See, Walter saw himself as a morally complex man. You, dear readers, may consider him with disdain, He is a whaler! You may say. They are endangered species, you continue. And these are very valid points, for which this narrative will not only not judge you but appraise you for.

And Walter considered these points too. Sure they were pretty creatures, but they could always make more. People have been huntin’ whales for centuries. Millennia even. How could you blame him for needing to make a livin’?

No, who you should blame, Walter thought, was the rich pricks out on the East Coast. The assholes who run around in Armani and Gucci and drive fancy cars and do big speeches about the environment and then sneak off to Japan to try whale meat and raw horse. Bleugh.

What he could do with that kinda money…

But he didn’t have that kind of money, and you know? Mama always told him he needed to be happy first with what he got. So Walter picked up his harpoon gun, and dragged his feet to the side of the boat. A whale surfaced. There she was. Huge, meaty, tonnes of oil. Crying out like a bitch too. He remembered his mama crying out like a bitch every single day, till they institutionalised her. Poor mama.

Maybe in a better life, he wouldn’t be out here killing whales illegally. Walter didn’t really have the heart to fire the thing. Not really. But captain’s orders. And it was this or the streets.

Walter flicked his cigarette into the water. Time to get over with it. The captain yelled at him again. He knew he wasn’t getting’ fired. Boat was barely staffed as it was. Walter picked up his harpoon and took aim. So sorry, whaley-girl.

Something wet smacked into his cheek. Then it slid down his face, and dropped onto the floor. What in the world-?

Water slowly lowered his head. His half-smoked cigarette lay there innocently, chock fulla water.

Then came the most hideous, horrifyin’ screechin’ Walter had ever heard in his life.

May God have mercy on his tainted, tainted soul.

Damian opened his gills pre-emptively. He jumped out of the water at full speed, roaring the moment he surfaced. The first man, the repugnant one with the harpoon gun. He was to go down first. The poacher was too stunned to even move. Damian sank his teeth deep into the man’s hand, going deeper than his human bites had ever gone.

The man screeched like a distressed school girl. Damian did not relent. His opponent attempted to fling Damian off, but the small siren held firm. The man stumbled back, howling and trying his best to rid himself of the monstrous child.

The two men beside him shouted. They reached for their harpoons. Twin blue beams blasted them back. The ice bound them to the back wall, leaving only enough room to breathe and wiggle their fingers.

Damian moved to finish his opponent. Tired of the incessant screeching, Damian unhooked his teeth from the man’s arm. Raising his head to eye level, Damian matched the poacher’s terrified look with a hiss of his own. One firm head butt later, and he was down for the count.

And Damian was hardly done.

He may be without his grappling hook. He may be without his legs. But he was still Robin, and a Robin who could not adapt was no Robin at all.

Shouting erupted along the boat. Footsteps scrambled and ran in every which direction. Men rushed to where he was lying ‘prone’ on the deck. Let them come!

“You handle the right. I will decimate the left.” Damian shouted. Danny nodded, charging up another beam.

Damian held his sword in one hand, and activated the wrist ray on the other. The men hesitated.

“Come on mates. It’s just a baby! We could get rich selling it!” With that, the trio of sailors yelled and rallied, each of them carrying harpoons. Child’s play.

Damian coiled his tail, and jumped as a wound-up spring would. A harpoon fired. Damian fired back. The wrist ray’s beam hit true, and the harpoon flew off course. The siren boy continued his course, and latched onto the first man.

His movement came as fluid as gentle river. In one motion with one hand, a slash at the stomach. In another with the other hand, he launched himself at the next poacher. His second total victim fell to the floor like a sack of bricks, writhing and crying out. The second of the trio faltered. A fatal mistake. Damian went for the head. His tail wrapped around the disgusting human’s neck and squeezed. The third man lunged for him. Damian burned his feet with the wrist ray. Then he sent him flying back with a shot to the shoulder.

There were more men. Damian did not relent. He would not relent until nobody was standing, until they could no longer continue their dirty deeds.

His platform was beginning to lose consciousness. Damian slammed him behind the head with the hilt of his sword. As the man fell, Damian launched himself to the next person foolish enough to approach. Then the next, and then the next. Damian dodged and deflected harpoons. He leapt from person to person in a bloody game of leap frog, and when he ran out of people to jump to, he instead went for the crane in the centre of the boat. Damian clambered up the crane using nothing but his upper body strength, aided by his lighter weight.

The remainder of the men were cowering under shelter. It was foolish to think they could escape from him for long. A death rattled emerged, a warning for anyone who dared approach. A foolish man peeked from a window. The wrist ray burned off a patch of hair for his troubles.

Damian had no patience for these games. It seemed Danny had the same idea. The flashes of blue light     ceased alongside the screaming. Oh how therapeutic the screaming was.

Before long, chaos emerged from even the cabin rooms. Looks like Danny had breached them. His opportunity granted, Damian dropped.

He landed on a hapless sailor. A slam to the back of the head had him slumping against the doorway. Damian leapt into the fray.

As soon as it had started, the bloodbath ended. Damian and Danny sat there in the bridge, surrounded by fallen poachers, still breathing, a small mercy. The boys panted heavily, their bodies not quite used to exertion over water. However, the deed was done.

“Has anyone told you you’re totally insane?” Danny asked.

Damian nodded breathlessly. “Many times.”

“High-five?”

Damian’s shoulders slumped. “Very well.”

They still had work to do. Danny tipped over a bucket of sea water on them both. “To keep our scales wet.” He said. Together, the sirens worked on freeing Dorothea. Damian cut the ropes, while Danny used his ice to smooth over the deck.

Damian laid his hand on her nose. He trilled his goodbyes. “Farewell, Dorothea. May you travel safely.”

With the ice acting like a smooth ramp, just a couple pushes were enough to slide Dorothea back into the water, safe and sound. Her mother sang to them in thanks. The whale pod departed soon after, leaving the two siren boys to the rest of the dirty work.

Damian emerged from the brig with rope. A lot of it. Danny worked on icing over the wounds inflicted by Damian’s rampage, many of which Damian would attest were well-earned. However, Damian did not intend to become a murderer again. Despite everything, he still wished to live up to his father’s ideals.

With the crew and captain rounded and tied up, that left another question.

“How are we gonna get these guys to the authorities?”

“We could always just sink the ship and allow them to perish.”

Danny crossed his arms, his face going flat. “No thanks.”

“It is simple. We emulate Basil the Second of the Eastern Roman Empire, who blinded 99 captured soldiers out of a hundred, and gouged out only one eye from the remaining one. Then he had the enemy soldiers return, led by the one-eyed men.”

Danny’s own eyes widened to dinner plates. His nictitating membranes flashed back and forth rapidly.

“I mean to say we allow one man to captain the ship home, while still heavily restrained.”

Danny’s body slumped in relief. “Oh thank god. I thought you were gonna actually try and do that.”

Damian bared his teeth at the crooks, who cowered as far as they could, tied up in rope and ice. “I would like to, but I am bound by higher principles these days.”

“Not concerning at all, but ok.”

Danny wisely chose to not press the issue. He chose someone relatively skinny, freed him out of the bunch. The scrawny man did not even try to flee. Damian’s sword made sure of that.

Just because they were allowing them to live did not mean they had to be nice. Land was less than a day away, so they could afford to be a little harsh. Damian tried the man wrists to the steering wheel, and Danny welded his feet to the floor. “Just so you don’t get any ideas, buddy.”

Danny patted the man on the shoulder, a gesture that was normally meant to encourage and provide support. The scrawny sailor trembled.

“Oh, Dami!” Danny perked up.

Damian’s fins rattled at the childish nickname.

“Now that we’re on a boat, we can call home.

That was… that was good news! Yes! He had completely forgot about that, lost in his righteous rage. That was the whole reason they’d ravaged the previous Atlantean town. Only the map had showed the nearest island to be thousands of miles away, and the coastline would have been too risky. Yes, this was good news indeed.

Damian put his sword to Scrawny’s throat.

Danny cleared his voice. “You might wanna give us your phone password, or my friend here is gonna make a sushi restaurant out of you.”

The man rattled off a series of numbers. Danny fished out his mobile phone, an old battered model, but functional.

“Here you go, Damian.”

Damian’s heart lightened. At last he could contact his father. Perhaps set up an extraction of some kind at the other end of Panama, or even earlier. This would be an enormous step towards bringing this adventure to an end, and returning back to Gotham where he was needed (and deep inside his heart, where he needed to be as well).

Damian slid the phone’s screen to unlock it, only for it to not work. Damian swiped the screen again.

“Why is this not working?” He rapidly rubbed the screen with his thumb, but the device did not respond.

“Oh yeah. These things are designed for human skin, which, uh, you know.” Danny showed his open palm, showing fingers coated in scores of tiny scales.

Damian looked to the side. He crawled up to one of the piles of tied-up poachers and came up to one fortunate enough to have been rendered unconscious. Damian yanked his arm forward, not caring for the deafening crack sound that motion created, and used the poacher’s human fingers to input the call for him.

An inelegant solution for an inelegant problem.

But that was no matter. Damian checked and double checked the numbers, making sure it was his father’s and nobody else’s. He took a deep breath, and pressed call.

Bruce Wayne sat on the back deck of the SAV, alone for the moment. The Fentons were just below, manning the controls. Apparently there was some kink in the system that was causing them to lose speed. Unsurprising, considering they had invented this whole new system in less than 48 hours. Or at least that was if Jasmine was to be believed.

The back deck sported an umbrella over a desk and a couple chairs for relaxation. On his tablet, Bruce carefully read the Fenton’s previous papers on sirens, a length catalogue dating back to over twenty years, when they were both in college.

In college with Vlad Masters, until he had disappeared, only to return grievously ill.

His phone rang. Bruce stared at the call. An unknown American number. He’d long ago stamped out the scam callers and telephone advertisers from ever bothering him or his family. The only person who could be calling this number was someone who knew it. Or at least someone who’d manually dialled it and wasn’t a scammer.

Hope began to swell. Surely it couldn’t be. It had to be Damian. Wasn’t it? No, he had to quash his hopes down. He had to stay focused.

Bruce answered the call.

“Hello, Bruce Wayne speaking. How may I help you?” His body tensed, hoping to God that it would be his son’s voice on the line, in the one and a million chance.

But what came through the line wasn’t his son’s voice. Or anyone’s voice. Instead, a series of frantic high-pitched trills, clicks and whistles came through. Almost like the caller put the phone next to an excited dolphin.

“Listen, I do not have time for any pranks. Who is calling me and why?” Bruce clenched his first. Of course he was a fool to get his hopes up.

Another frantic dolphin call. What a waste of time.

“I hope you’re proud of yourself for prank calling me.” The clicking went on in even more rapid succession, but Bruce ignored it. “Goodbye, and do not call this number again.”

Bruce hung up.

He hung his head in his hands, wishing for Damian to be back and safe. Wishing nobody had to be in danger.

[dolliehina]

Hello! Since you're taking requests, how about gender-bend Epel? Do they look girlie or are they now dude-adjacent? Does this impact her relationships at all?

I've thought about this for a while, and I never really settled on anything until I saw what @quartztwst thought Fem! Epel would be like, and I completely agree. So, just make sure to check out their post on it!!

*Ahem*

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♡- Fem! Epel is an interesting girl.. uh. She's the kind of girl who's like, "I'm not like other girls," but she's not a pick me??? She just is the kind of girl who says "I don't wear makeup" or "Ew that's such a girl color," and kind of be the type of girl who acts tough and not "girly", not to set herself apart from other girls, but because she doesn't wanna seem weak or like a "damsel in distress" yknow? Except the way she goes about it is more toxic.

♡- I always thought Fem Epel would be the kind of girl who would cut her hair short, like pixie length to seem more tomboyish? She doesn't really mean to put other girls down, nor is she trying to. She just wants to be seen as a tough girl, so she sort of abandoned her femininity?? Like stopped wearing dresses or skirts because she wanted to be taken seriously. (But she doesn't do it for male validation, and she doesn't put down other girls for what they do in front of men. She really only acts like this - ONCE AGAIN, to be taken seriously, even though she's going about it all the wrong way.)

♡- But after book 5 when Fem! Vil fixes her (Period) she starts to embrace her feminine side more? She realizes that there is strength to being feminine and dolling up. So she starts wearing dresses, makeup, and all of that stuff again, but she still doesn't drop her tough girl act. She still acts all tough, probably swears, and just wants equality tbh.

♡- If you're dating Fem! Epel after book 5, I don't think it would make much of a difference because she would date her lover because they didn't underestimate her or see her as weak. And even after book 5, if you're supportive of her starting to embrace her femininity and feminine side? She might as well just marry you.

♡- Fem Epel! Would be a bit insecure at first because she didn't know if you were dating her at first for her more dainty side that Vil made her do? Or if you genuinely liked her. But she will let the accent slip (Yeehaw 🤠) around you, and if you like it, she would start showing it more, but would try to make sure you could still understand her, lol.

♡- I personally don't think Fem! Epel would really care about gender? If you're a girl, she might be confused, but she'd try it out (and she loved it). If you're a boy? Cool, though she's a bit shy around you because she had never talked to boys her age, and she tries to act more feminine around you, just because she doesn't know what to do around boys?? And that's what Vil told her to do?? If you're anything else? Slay, she's willing to try new things. After living with Fem Vil, she has an open mind to it.

♡- But the whole feminine thing aside, she's a very sweet girl, and she means well. She'll bake you apple pies, tarts, maybe carve you a heart apple? She's not good with romance, though, so you might have to teach her a few things. She likes motorcycle dates or stargazing. She just wants to spend quality time with you tbh.

♡- If you date her, you date her family. She tells them all about you, and you better treat her right, or all of Harveston will know. Her Meemaw is already planning your wedding. Just know Harveston is a small town, so they do kind of rush things, so just be prepared for that. She will tell them to stop, though, for her sake and yours.

♡- Overall? 8/10 quality tomboy gf. As long as you don't try and tell her how to act or what to do, not to mention get her town to like you? You're Gucci. She's sweet and considerate but is prone to physical fights with other girls. So just.. yeah, make sure she doesn't get in trouble.

[foxydivaxx]

Even even more Jojo Actor AU

-Giorno wants to launch a musical career. He has gotten offers from various record labels as he has a YouTube channel that has him singing covers of some well-known songs and everyone agrees that he is an amazing performer. He is recording an album at the moment

- The Villain Club have a YouTube series called Villain Club Fiesta which shows then doing things they want to try like cool a particular dish or skydiving

- Jotaro has a massive cologne collection that rivals Dio’s

- Dio is a brand ambassador for Gucci as well

- Maria cooks lasagna for the cast on Fridays. Everyone loves her lasagna plus she launched a best-selling cookbook

- Kakyoin hosts red carpet events and he loves it because he loves fashion

- Jolyne initially wanted to be either a professional basketball player or a dancer before she joined the Jojo family

- Jolyne is part Egyptian as her mum is Egyptian

- Her mum is a close friend of Jotaro’s and passed away after a battle with crevice cancer

- Giorno is the fashion King of the Jojo cast. Everyone agrees that he has the best drip which is why many fashion brands want him to be their brand ambassador

-Eren said that Giorno can give him a good run for his money as far as dancing is concerned. He also praised his voice and has done a duet with him which is on YouTube

- Jolyne cosplayed as Ahri for Halloween. Ahri fell in love with her outfit and complimented her online. They are now friends

- When Dio heard what Levi did to Eren, he went full on Mudad mode and beat the shit out of Levi for maltreating Eren

- Eren lost both of his parents around the time of Season 4 and ever since then, Dio has become his surrogate dad and Erina acts his mum

- Jonathan was furious when he learned about the toxic unsafe set that Attack on Titan had and spoke harsh words to Pixis the producer about it

- Aogiri always visit the set to hang out with the gang and also see what goes on. They do not reveal any spoilers which is a good thing xD

- Jolyne, Josuke and Giorno dressed up as their dads. Jonathan was an emotional wreck because it was so cute

- Jonathan also produced Full Metal Alchemist, Bleach and Rurouni Kenshin

- There was a time Bruno was so sick that he just kept puking. He was rushed to the hospital and they discovered he got food poisoning from some snacks he ate at home

- Dio was born in Italy but raised in England and speaks fluent Italian. Diego and the Brando kids as well

- Kars has an Instagram account where they do makeup tutorials. He even has a makeup line

- The Pillar Men always purposely mess up their lines just to make everyone laugh

- Jonathan got the idea for Jojo’s after watching Dracula one night

- Each Jojo series is based off on a movie Jonathan watched

- Dio hated his fangs because it was difficult to eat with them. Same applies to other vampire characters

- Dio was on set when they filmed the 7-page Muda scene. He was cheering Giorno on like the proud Mudad that he was. When Giorno did his Wrryyy. Dio shed tears of joy and after filming wrapped up, he hugged his son and told him how proud he was

- The entire cast and crew were hyped up for that scene

- The 7 page Muda was shot in one take due to budget costs yet it came out flawlessly

[basically-romealone]

Nahoya x wife reader

Sorry for this weird baby craze thing with me.

I have ideas that i can't really use for the male reader blog and i just love the idea of them starting families and stuff and remember i take requests

(name) hummed lightly as she prepared her husband and brother in law's lunches as eating Ramen every day 'wasn't healthy'--- those were her words.

The Kawata twins were more than happy to eat ramen daily though.

But they absolutely had no complaints with a home made meal from a pretty lady.

Nahoya and (name) shared an apartment and (name) made sure Souya had an apartment across the hall so the younger brother could come for nightly dinners.

The lunches were simple but made with absolute love.

A red box for Nahoya and a blue for Souya.

Same portions and same food to avoid arguments.

The apartment building wasn't far from the restaurant so (name) was perfectly content walking to the twins location--- despite her husband wanting to take her everywhere claiming "there's some fucked up people out there"

But (name) was both book smart and street smart.

She knew to look out for sketchy people.

Nahoya and (name) made an agreement when they got married, the couple wanting to eventually have kids at some point and (name) agreed to change her hours to part time and Nahoya promised to take time for the two.

And so far it worked very well.

The couple saved for the baby and it's furniture and both took fertility tests.

Life was going good.

Sugoaku.

The twins sanctuary.

Stepping in, the lunch rush had just ended and they were no doubt starving as she walked to the bar seats and set the food down "Baby? Sou?" She called out and the twins poked their heads out and brightened considerably at the sight of her and their lunches.

"Oh hell yeah! Baby girl brought us lunch!"

"Thanks (name)..."

"Eat up you too, I gotta go meet with Hajime for the weekly lunch" (name) said sweetly as she handed them their meals and the twins grabbed drinks from under the bar.

"How is the almighty bonten treasurer?" Nahoya said sarcastically, Nahoya not particularly fond of his brother in law but the two men agreed not to argue for the sake of (name).

Also because being in the dog house with her was hell to say the least.

Nahoya shuddered at the memory of the last time he pissed her off like that... The woman made him sleep on the couch for a week...

"He's alright, somehow he caught on about our baby plans and it took more patience than I have to convince him not to go overboard for his future niece or nephew" she explained casually "As sweet as it is, the baby doesn't need a whole Gucci clothing line" and Nahoya snorted at that, knowing Hajime did it half because he wants to be a good uncle and half to make Nahoya feel like he can't provide enough for the younger Kokonoi sibling.

"Well I gotta go, Dinners at eight alright?" (Name) said looking at her watch before kissing her husband's cheek and Souyas forehead and leaving, a gentle wave as she closed the door.

"Ah, there's Duckling!" Koko said with a teasing grin as he met her outside the small diner, a place they ate at since childhood.

It was tradition for the siblings to eat here once a week and stay in touch.

"Sorry I am late, had to drop off lunch before I got here" (name) said casually as two went in the establishment and to their usual booth.

"It's alright duckling" Koko said calmly and ruffled her hair, knowing the younger had a love/hate relationship towards that nickname.

You see when (name) was little she followed Hajime around like well a duckling and would cry when he left without her.

The siblings spoke for a few hours, chatting about work and various other things and Hajime never sugarcoated his work but he didn't give explicit details.

He wanted his sister to have deniability after all.

"I wanted to ask you something..." (Name) said softly and looked at her brother seriously and Hajimes fun moon shifted to match hers.

What was up?

" 'hoya and I have done a lot of talking and if anything were to happen to us, we want you and Souya to be the god father's to our kids" (name) said seriously, the couple wanting no one else that than their respective siblings to care for the future Kawata child.

"Shit... yeah of course!" Hajime said as if he didn't already prepare a nursery in his penthouse for future babysitting and such.

"Thank you, we want to make sure our baby is with good hands if god help us anything happens to us"

Eventually Koko drove her home, it was just shy of six and (name) insisted that he stay for dinner.

He sat at the kitchen bench and watched his sister cook food like a master, he was happy his sister found someone who shared her culinary passions but was worried when finding out it was the feral Kawata twin.

It was 745 when the twins got back, calling out to her and taking off their shoes before walking towards the kitchen and the heavenly smell coming from it.

"Kokonoi" Nahoya said with a blank Stare that the white haired man returned "Kawata"

It wasn't until (name) came out with the food that the men broke contact and sat at the table and gave thanks.

(Name) felt at ease when her family was all together.

And she knew they did too.

[loueale]

GUCCI 'RUSH' FOR MEN FRAGRANCE 2000

MODEL:  RYAN BURNS

[wuzetianadmirer]

Prince Albert Appreciation Post (and me being a SIMP)

Source: Marriage of Convenience

When I saw this motherfucker right here..I felt an emotion that sent the blood rushing to my face, that made my cold dead heart thaw and see the light....that's right...the magic word of the day.....infatuation!

I remember immensely enjoying the character design and personality of this murderous blondie. He made me want to do things so foul, my mother would have to bring out the Holy Water. On second thought, the Holy Water would just evaporate upon coming to contact with me.

Hear me out! I know he's the villain, I know he wants to force Bianca's hand. But I don't hate him for it. Usually when a character is forcing themselves on the main girl or guy, I would immediately hate them and wish the worst. But with him, I was actually sort of rooting for him.

Don't misunderstand of course, Bianca x Zachary is my OTP for real.

But Albert has that special sort of sense that makes me go feral. I can't be the only one right?

Like, look at this bitch. He's like not a good person, not even close. But do I care? Not really, to be honest. I could fix him...

And in the beginning I sort of just saw him as an obstacle for our main duo. A folly that I'd just forget about. But after learning about his tragic past, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

Like, Albert was born out a one-night-stand by the Emperor. I can't say I hate the Emperor too much, cuz he genuinely loves his children. Albert was told by his mother that he has to live with his 'family' cuz they will love him. But Albert is smart. Even if his half-siblings or father didn't treat him cruelly, he knows that he isn't wanted there. He' a reminder of a mistake on the Emperor's part. A stain.

Although I can't relate to abandonment issues cuz I have good parents, I know how it feels to be unwanted. I was a teenager too. And it hurts. To know that people are just tolerating your presence, and they don't truly want to have you around. It's like you're a guest at the party you were invited to by a distant cousin.

So Albert knew he was exactly going to be pampered there. And he knew what he was.

And that's what makes his own infatuation with Bianca more interesting. He relates to the feeling of abandonment he felt with his family, just as Bianca felt abandoned by her father when he sent her off to marry. I think he was trying to find a person to relate to in Bianca. He wanted someone who could understand and share his pain.

That doesn't excuse what he did, but we all live a Badboi every now and then, right?

Just look at this, just look at that beautiful face. The wind in his hair. The twinkle in his eyes. The faint blush on his cheeks🤚😩👌. He looks as if he's gonna kill an enemy king and present his crown to you in an act of romanticism. I can't tell you in full, the extent of my simping.

If I didn't know who he is, I would have assumed him to be the ML of a romantic manhwa.

And this panel! He looks so pure in this. Like, he looks genuinely in love. In any other context, I would assume that he's a nice ol' dude trying to sneak in to see his beloved. You can't tell me that that hunk is the villain. That he is the big baddie.

We love a man that would get us roses and stalk our childhood home.

Oh Lord! I love his fashion sense. I normally don't like the leopard print fur, but it hits different with him.This bitch literally never looks bad. Plus he's rich. And is willing to kill his nephew to become Emperor and possibly make you Empress. And is a certified hottie. We love a good rebel....

Seriously, I can't be the only one, right?

Why are my standards for men so dangerously low?

Like again, he never looks bad. This motherfucker looks like he belongs in an add for Gucci fr! Please rail me....

He looks so peaceful in this panel. Like I would love to know what's on his mind (probably murder). I simp for this man so hard. Why can't you be real, goddamnit? Why can't I be the object of your infatuation? What does Bianca have that I don't? Abandonment issues?

I need a magic truck-kun to isekai me.

Again, I'd like to try to fix him, but he doesn't need that much fixing, in my opinion.

Once again, I hope whoever stuck till the end has enjoyed this post. Do me a favour and turn the white heart red🥰

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N-dubz {papa, wouldn’t you, better not waste my time}, Ayumi Hamasaki {real me, surreal, appears, fairyland, bluebird, ourselves, microphone, november, [moon returns], sending meil, like a doll, lelio, rainbow, rule, my name’s women, is this love? Song 4 u, ladies’ night, about you, nextlevel, dearest, game, mirrorcle world, heaven, inspire, do it again, I dreamed a dream, step you, bold & delicious, unite 

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Seyi Shey irawo, murda, Psquare, Flavour, Nato C, Wizkid, Justine Skye, Leona Lewis summertime, collide, I see you, Beyonce green light, formation, signs, pretty hurts, sweet dreams, single ladies, get me bodied, 7-11, ring the alarm, halo, flaws, countdown, run the world, if I were a boy, haunted, Yonce, upgrade U, diva, Lil Mix wings,The Saturdays all fired up, hero, Brooke Candy FMU, nymph, paper or plastic, happy days, rubber band stacks, study in duality

Dorian Electra egdelord, f the world, Azealia Banks chasing time, 212, Anna Wintour, big big beat, harlem shake, atm jam, miss camaraderie, fierce, atlantis, 

miss amour, count contessa, no problems, heavy metal & reflective, running, 1991, Kerli army of love, diamond hard, walking on air, feral hearts, Allie X prime, bitch, simon says, catch my breath, old habits die hard, it’s not so bad in LA, Miss A breathe,

hush hush, AoA bing bing, good luck, 4Minute crazy, CL the baddest female, Jessi gucci, nunu nana, Hyuna how’s that, bubble pop, nabillera, Gfriend fingertip, Kara step it up,//

mama mia, lion heart, Hitomi Shimatani perseus, garnet moon, papillon, Boards of Canada roygbiv, Bjork it’s in our hands, it’s oh so quiet, 

pagan poetry, where is the line, cocoon, oceania, play dead, army of me, big time sensuality, I miss you, possibly maybe, isobel, human behaviour

Mondo Grosso labyrinth, CL lifted, 2NE1 I hate you, I love you, come back home, I am the best, fire, can’t nobody, gotta be you, AoA like a cat

Hilary Duff coming clean, with love, fly, sparks, Dua Lipa we’re good, Sugarcubes birthday, Destiny’s Child survivor, lose my breath, soldier, Lily Allen smile, the fear, The Ting tings that’s not my name

The Yeah Yeahs heads will roll, The Veronicas hook me up, popular, lolita, take me on the floor, this love, Escape the sound let’s go, Lorn anvil, acid rain

Elliphant love you better, still getting younger, spoon me, (ft. MO )one more, “ lean on, kamikaze, Grimes genesis, idoru, world princess, butterfly, california, 

delete forever, scream, Mia hungrigez hertz, MIA hombre, XR2, world town, jimmy, 10 dollar, 20 dollar, Wynter Gordon (ft. FloRida )sugar, stimela, levitate, believer, Diana “ woman, thank you /

Men Without Hats safety dance, Sade soldier of love, paradise, cherish the day, moon & stars, The Third Realm dance like you wanna die, kiss of the scorpion, invitation to hell, 

forever, IAMX stardust, Sirius neon dominion, Ludovico technique dead inside, absence, deeper into you, potential, heal my scars, beyond therapy, wasting, Shiv-r devil’s night, alpha omega, Psychlon 9 parasitic, as you sleep, 

Vanessa Hudgens sneakernight, baby come back, Lionbabe fire, Jetta electrify, ABRA fruit, Kilo Kish, The Internet girl, Doja Cat streets, Vegas, beautiful, nunchucks,  Lola Munroe overtime, Exodus 23, you a jerk, Allie & AJ potential breakup song, like whoa, rush, 

Ghost little sunshine, cirice, square hammer, he is, Lana Del Rey doin time, kill kill, venice bitch, chemtrails over the country club, hit & run, video game, black beauty, high by the beach, diet mountain dew, yayo, swan song, say yes to heaven, Marina & the Diamonds immortal, teen idle, the outsider, 

fear & loathing, valley of the dolls, I’m not a robot, mowgli’s trail, handmade heaven, blue, solitaire, family jewels, hermit the frog, superstar, Mo Cheddah ko ma roll, Solange tony, losing you, cranes in the sky, 

Tinashe aquarius, bet on it, cold sweat, cold sweat, bated breath, party favours, Beach Boys good vibrations, The Pretty Reckless you, miss nothing, medicine, Kalafina magia, 

Birthday Massacre superstition, goodnight, blue, looking glass, Ayria gun song, Okilly Dokilly white wine spritzer, New Years’ Day gangsta [(Kehlani cover)], Nightclub show it to me, your addiction, Nuages dreams, Gunship dark all day, 

Nicki Minaj your love, chun-li, barbie tings, pills & potions, superbass, right thru me, Madonna jump, (ft. MIA & Nicki Minaj )give me all your luvin’, la isla bonita, Charli XCX boom clap, you (ha ha ha), 

party 4 u, 1999, (ft. Iggy Azalea )fancy, Zheani lulu, lava, Rina Sawayama xs, comme des garcons, Bassnectar future, dota, The Noisettes love power, that girl, cheap thrills, Shingai coming home 

[for-fvckssake]

"we're gonna be out anyway, might as well go there. dont want anyone disturbing us in our roo." he said before kissing you again.

it was early morning, but the city was already awake and running actively. busy streets packed with cars and pedestrians alike, objectively running up and down the metropolis in a rush that was clearly part of the city. although it is true that eren enjoyed peace and quiet, the activeness of the city made his stomach churn in excitement.

"you went all out with this one, huh?" a smile formed on his lips as he continued to gaze at the view in front of him, already being able to see your face as you hoped from store to store, trying on clothes and talking about fashion.

"i wanna get some stuff for me too," he turns towards you before raising your chin with his finger, "and you're going to help me pick 'em."

-Rennie <33333

i cling to your arm, holding onto you while we make our way up and down fifth avenue, cuddling close to your side as i smile, watching the street and the people and such.

i let out a small gasp and excitedly yelp, nodding quickly at your statement. “i would LOVE to shop with you! i mean you never get new clothes while my closet is like a revolving door, so yeah, let’s go!”

i giggle out, dragging you down the street to the proud standing store with the “GUCCI” printed boldly across the front. i drag you in, grinning as i paw through men’s shirts with various logos, colors, designs and more, holding out the ones i thought would interest you most.

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