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Pairing: mob boss!Yongguk x mercenary!Reader Genre: Crime AU Rating: PG-13 Summary: Your target has an offer you can't refuse. Word Count: 0.3k Warnings: talks of murder, guns present in scene

To be honest, you found the whole situation funny. Your target had you captured and brought to him, eliminating the need to search for him. As if having you there on his terms could delay the outcome.

The door opened. Speak of the devil… Yongguk stepped into the room flanked by his men, each of whom had their weapons drawn with a finger on the trigger. Yongguk kept his eyes on you as he sat in a chair across from you. “I hope my men weren’t too rough.”

You grinned. “I didn’t mind. I like a little pain.”

Yongguk chuckled. “Do you now? I’ll keep that in mind. So, let’s get down to business. I need to know who hired you.”

You pressed your lips together and shook your head. “I’m sorry. I have a strict confidentiality policy for my customers. These lips are sealed.”

He huffed. “Whoever hired you knew I’d be there. That indicates someone I trust has betrayed me. I don’t tolerate traitors.”

“Sorry.” You shrugged. “Not my problem.”

He studied you for a few minutes, his intense gaze unwavering as the wheels in his mind turned. “…How much are they paying?”

Of all the things you expected to come out of that pretty mouth, that wasn’t it. “I…one million.” You couldn’t help but feel a bit smug. “An easy job now.”

He nodded and sat back in his chair. “I’ll pay you two to be my bodyguard.”

Your eyebrows rose. “Two million?”

“Yes. Until I figure out who sold me out. I’ll even give you half up front.”

Admittedly, you felt guilty for considering it. It was bad for business as customers would have trust issues. But for two million dollars? Money talks and you listen. “Deal.”

[bookwyrminspiration]

god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait

[stemmmm]

more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great

[eydilily]

red flags!

[northernfireart]

read the whole story> here by @clarionglass :)

[supertaliart]

More Skywalker Sibling time! Now with a sequel

Part 3

[hehether]

Batboys Disney Princess edition

[egophiliac]

idia was an absolute treasure this update. you agree.

Idia really went "time for me to be a hero! but in, like, a super meta way" and if that isn't incredibly in-character then what is.

and of course we can't forget

I kinda hope he and Riddle get to do another game jam again sometime! it's nice to see them get along! and now they have, inexplicably...shared skills and interests???

[novaneondream]

it’s our turn to make you smile

[slimespecter]

happy splattiversary! 🦑 i cant believe its been a whole 10 years since splatoon released - decided to do a redraw of my first ever splatoon fanart for the occasion!

[potatokoko]

The sky we could only dream to see

[doesephs]

spent six hours on boobalicious vi when i could have learned to backflip. my life is a joke.

[ghostedbunnie]

trouble comes in fours

tf141 x fem!reader reader wants to get rid of her ex and tf141 might have the perfect scare factor

imagine that your ex simply can't take a hint and keeps creeping on your social media so in a desperate attempt to get rid of him the only way you know is gonna work is to scare him off with a new guy. someone he can't even think off challenging.

on a night out with your friends you are venting out your frustrations about it. while you are in the middle of retelling the last time he tried to slide into your DMs the door to the bar open and you can feel the air shift.

the group of 4 guys walk in. most of them have to duck their heads through the doorway. when they settle into a quieter corner that seems to have a great vantage point to overlook the entirety of the bar your friend nudges you. "looks like 4 possible solutions to your problem just walked in."

your eyes go wide and you sputter out that there is no way. the thought of sending a drink to any of them is almost as terrifying as shoving your head into a tank full of piranhas.

the night continues and with every drink, your fear gives into curiousity. what's the worst thing they could do? bring it back? you can just leave before that happens. the alcohol and your friends chip away at you for few minutes before you gather up the courage. you honestly don't even know which one of them you're sending the drink to.

there's a loud pretty boy with a slightly overgrown mohawk wildly gesturing and retelling some story from the looks of it. when the dim light catch his eyes just right they almost glint silver.

another one but great deal calmer sits opposite, he has a killer smile with slight dimples. just the sight of those dimples could make panties drop.

next to him is a possibly older guy around 40s you'd wager, you can't see his face clearly because half of it is hidden underneath a hat and the other under a very impressive beard. but even from the little you can see the rug burn from that beard would definitely be worth it. simply based on the commanding air around him.

in the corner next to the loud-mouth sits a shadow. honestly in your slight drunk daze you almost missed him in his dark hoodie, pants and face mask. you don't see him drink but the drink in front of him does magically disappear anyway. and whenever you turn around from gawking you swear you can feel someone's stare. but as you get the chills you tell yourself it's probably the a/c blaring.

imagine your surprise when the bartender sends 4 drinks to the table and when you look back to asses the situation you have 4 (well 3 as the big boy in the corner doesn't touch the drink but inclines his head at you) miming a clinking motion while sipping on the drinks.

the mortification doesn't end because when your friends abandon you for some more dance time and you turn to get up to the bathroom you walk straight into a hard chest of the pretty boy. he calms your apologies from running into him with a smile. "wanted ta thank you for the drink, bonnie."

heat rushes to your face as you try to somehow talk your way out of this mess because what seemed like a great idea when your head was swimming with 9 drinks is starting to seem a lot worse now that you are slowly sobering up.

"nothing ta worry 'bout. come sit with us. it feels wrong to keep a bonnie lass like yerself all alone."

next up: simon's ver. // others are coming soon

[dailymothanon]

Primus forbid a mech be a little bit insane from their own ability and the horrors of being in a horrible institute 😒 can’t do anything in Cybertron these days. This isn’t necessarily part of my continuity’s story cuz it doesnt really have one yet so just imagine whatever story you want for this tbh. Maybe you’d get some ideas

[saragrosie]

Sketching while streaming s5...

Jonathan Sims I will learn to draw you (this is my doing. I could draw him however I want and I choose to stick with an image of him in my brain that is difficult for me to draw. Masochism.)

Not s5 Mahtins below I enjoyed drawing cuz hes neat:

(Edit: I yassified Martin in the do not separate cuz I wanted his hair fluffier)

[ramgirlpaul]

Scenes from the second floor of a liverpool bus