#i dont know who pays for it or how im supposed to turn it back on

[fuyuesu]

LOL look at this dude 😂 he needs to sleep but he is stressing over life !!

[dollyhao]

gf!ellie with a oral fixation (sweet midnight sex)

you and ellie lay on your bed late at night getting ready to go to sleep. she's watching tv and your strolling through your phone while ellie starts to dose off. she shifts her body to lay her head against your chest. you pay her no mind because this is her little habit.

she fiddles with your tank top and gazes sleepily at the revealed skin of your breast. she tugs at the top of your shirt. "can i?" she mumbles as gazing up at you. you glance down at her seeing her droopy eyes plead with you as she slowly pulls your shirt down.

you nod at her, "but not too hard els. im sleepy." you say turning on your side to face her.

when ellie first told you about her oral fixation you were kinda confused. you knew she enjoyed putting stuff in her mouth but you didn't think it had a name. when she explained that thats why she liked having your nipple in her mouth so much without it being sexual all the time, you understood. so being the amazing girlfriend you are you let her whenever she asks.

she pulls your shirt up over your breast and takes them both in her hands massaging them softly. she kisses around your nipple before taking one in her mouth. she wraps her lips around it but doesn't suck wrapping her arms around your waist, pressing your body closer to hers.

you readjust yourself trying not to think too hard about the warmth of her mouth wrapped around you. it always takes you a minute to adjust to the feeling but it gets frustrating when her tongue flicks over your nipple. you let it go because this is what ellie says she needs.

you start to doze off when you feel ellie start to suck harder, her teeth grazing your nipple as she runs her tongue over it. her grip on you tightens her hand that's on your back trails down your thigh; lifting it over her hips. you glance down at her to see her eyes looking up at you. her fingers trail up her leg, grasping on your ass under your oversized shirt.

"ellie," you mumble brushing her hair out her face, "what are you doing?" ellie lets go of your nipple with a wet pop, "i dont know..." she says honestly. "i-i thought this was supposed to be innocent," you squirm as her hands creeps lower to your covered cunt, stroking your pussy with her middle finger.

"i know, im sorry." she rolls you over laying you on your back. "can i keep going?" she whispers to you softly as she sit in between your legs. you look over at the clock on your nightstand seeing that its 2 in the morning. you nod at her and she trails the kisses down your stomach to your underwear, pulling them down.

"i thought this was supposed to be innocent." ellie mocks your earlier statement as she sees how wet you are. "how was i supposed to keep it innocent with you sucking and rubbing on me, asshole." you say jokingly shoving her shoulder. ellie slips a finger into you kissing your lips again. its slow and sensual as she runs her tongue over your top lip.

your arms wrap around her neck as she fucks against your sweet spot. "mhmm~, more baby." ellie pulls away from your lips to look you in the eye as she adds another finger. you press your forehead against hers, panting out her name. "it feel good mama?" she asks mouth only a breath away from yours. "yess, faster els." you beg her. "ask nicely." ellie smirks bending her head to kiss your neck.

you run your hands through her hair, "please, baby?" you arch your back into her and and she slide her hand over your arch, pulling you flush against her. she does what you asked speeding up her thrust and you let go on her fingers. you come down from your high glancing over at ellie, who settled at your side, giving you a innocent look.

"you feel better?" you tease her. she nods settling next to your exposed chest. "absolutely not." you pull your shirt back down throwing your arm over her and laying on her chest, patting her shoulder. “go to sleep els.”

[jacaerysgf]

hii! can you do where gf!ethan and reader are dating, and he tells Bailey & Quinn to not hurt you but during the reveal bailey/quinn actually kill you and ethan goes feral on them

Unable to save you

summary | ethan loses the thing that is most important to him, you, and he loses it.

a/n | changed it up a little i hope you dont mind, enjoy !

warnings | murder, angst, im not good at writing fight scenes, not proofread

“leave her out of this, i dont want her to be hurt.”

quinn rolled her eyes at her brother, “stop being a little crybaby ethan.”

“enough you two.” wayne interrupted the two of them giving ethan especially a pointed look, “theres no time for this nonsense.”

Ethan grows more irritated and rolls his eyes turning away from the two of the with an annoyed look.

The original plan was just for ethan to infiltrate the friend group and get them to trust him but then he had met you.

You were anika’s friend and when anika and mindy got together you had ended up joining the group as well. he could tell you had a crush on him and wayne had told him to get with you to make his spot more secure and he did.

what he hadn't expected was for you to charm him, to make him fall in love with you, you were always so sweet and kind to him. you had payed for his coffee when he forgot his wallet, you had even helped him make his haloween costume for the party you guys had went to not even two nights ago.

Ethan had grown attached to you and he was now attempting to convince his family that there was no point in attacking you.

he left the meeting with a sour taste in his mouth.

You watch in horror as the boy youve grown to love stands in front of you with a ghostface mask in hand. This cant be happening, not your sweet boyfriend ethan. You barely register quinn also taking off her mask until shes making her way over to you, “i want her.”

“quinn i told you not to hurt her-”

“shes one of them!”

quinn points her knife towards tara and sam while ethan glares at her, his grip on his knife growing tighter at the fear on your face.

“enough quinn.”

Before he can ever take a step forward quinns knife quickly drags along your throat and she drops your body to the drop.

“no!” ethans screams and rushes over to you leaning over you, “please please….” he tries covering the wound with his hands as if that will help, “please baby stay with me please.” He feels his whole body begins to shake as his eyes well up with tears, “please stay with me…..”

Your wide, tear filled eyes are shaking. He hates this, he continues to mumble and press his hand's tighter to your neck but with the last of your strength you grab his arm and squeeze it.

You had always squeezed his arm, it was your little code when you were out in public to tell him you loved him.

He lets out another loud sob once your hand drops and the light leaves your eyes. His head drops to yours, resting his forehead on yours.

Quinn watches his quivering body with annoyance, “oh god youre such a crybaby, how many times do i need to tell you shes one of them!”

Ethan finally stands, his body perfectly still, he stands tall, his back still turned away from quinn, “what are you finally done, you know we got two more people to-”

Ethan tackles quinn swiftly, “ethan!” wayne shoust but ethan ignores him and stabs her over and over again, “you bitch!”

“ethan!” wayne runs over and rips his son away from quinns bleeding out body.

“what the hell are you doing?!?”

wayne slams ethan on the chest and rushes over to quinn who has at least twenty stabs wounds all over her body.

ethan watched with annoyance as wayne fuses over quinn, “she killed her!-”

“so what! you dont just go and kill your own sister!”

Ethans chest falls and rises quickly as he glares at his father, “so what?”

Tara, sam and kirby watch in what can only be confusion as ethan and wayne fight. “arent they supposed to be killing us?”

Ethan holds his own but wayne is crazy leaving ethan severely wounded. Ethan gets lucky and manages to kill his father while being on the verge of death himself, the only thing keeping him standing with the image of your dying face.

He barely manages to pull himself back towards you, he falls to his knees and lays on top of you.

“im sorry.”

His life fades from him, he can only hope wherever hes going afterwards you'll be waiting there for him.

[luna0713hunter]

I saw request are open so can I request something!? So I read about this lipbam challenge so I'd like to request reader doing lipbalm challenge with Zoro where she (reader) wears blindfold and she asks Zoro to puts lipbalm on his lips and reader guesses the flavour of lipbalm by kissing him. At first reader tries really hard to guess the flavor so Zoro gets annoyed that she is paying more attention to challenge than kisses so at the end he kisses her so hard that she blanks out from how good it was. And in the end they just make out lol

Thank you!

Author's note : ask and you shall receive!! 👀 Cant say im not invested in this!!!i havent seen this challenge but I'll do my best to write it!!hope you'll enjoy!

Lipbalm challenge

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Warnings : pet names, slightly suggestive,needy!Zoro cause why not

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"ok!you ready?"

You hear a sigh from your right side and turn your head in his direction. You narrow your eyes from behind the blindfold and playfully slap the direction you think his arm is supposed to be.

"hey!be more excited about this!"

"why the hell would i?"

"cause its cute and romantic!we never do anything romantic together,this is a great chance to spice things up."

When Zoro stays silent,you just know he's giving you his usual judgmental look. You tug at his shirt (or maybe its his pants,who knows) and give him your best pouting face.

"let's just start?please?"

You hear him sight tiredly and smile; Although he always complains,Zoro can never say no to you.

You hear the sound of the lid of the lipbalm opening,and you start swinging your feet and making the hammock to move slightly. You feel so excited,that when Zoro asks if you're ready you nod your head without missing a beat.

Then in the darkness surrounding your vision,you feel a pair of soft,soft lips on your own. But before you can lost in the sensation,you dart your tongue out and taste the lipbalm on Zoro's lips.

When you pull away (slightly out of breath and cheeks now colored pink) you grin and lick your own lips, "Strawberry!"

You feel Zoro pause,and then another lid opening.

"yeah,it was strawberry."

You grin happily and wait impatiently for the next one.

Watermelon

Peach

Lemon?

That must've been vanilla

You're so focused on guessing each taste right,that you dont even notice Zoro pause for a little bit too long and scowling at your blindfolded form. The way you keep paying more attention to the fucking lip balm,and ignoring him,has his frown deepening.

So he sets aside the stupid lip balms,and when you feel his breath on your lips and hear no sound of opening lids,you tilt your head, slightly confused.

"Zoro? what're you-"

Then his lips particularly devour yours.

You let out a surprised noise;having to wrap your arms around his neck to stop yourself from falling backwards. His hands grip your hips to pull you impossibly closer.

Zoro kisses you like he's trying to steal the breath right out of your lungs.

When it becomes too much,you start slapping his chest lightly to signal him you cant breath. He presses his lips to the base of your throat and your voice hitches.

"Z-Zoro," you stutter;not being able to form a coherent response when the kisses on your skin becomes much more heated, "what's -what's gotten into you?"

He grumbles a response against your skin and you card your fingers through his hair to get his attention.

"babe,talk to me."

"its the damn lipbalms."

Your eyebrows shoot high on your forehead as you take his face in your hands and look at him with confusion.

"what about them?"

"you were fucking paying more attention to them than me."

The answer has you blinking,once, twice,before suddenly bursting into a fit of laughter.

Zoro scowls at you and hovers above you as you drop back on the hammock.

"what's so damn funny?'

Using the hands on his cheeks,you pull him down again to press a loving kiss to his lips.

"its how adorable you are when you're jealous."

"i wasn't jealous-"

"over lipbalms no less!!"

He scowls even harder,but when you press another kiss to his forehead and then lips,his eyes softens the way it always does when he's with you,and your heart feels so full.

"how about we ditch dinner so i can make it up to you, Mr.Handsome?"

Zoro looms over you more and presses his chest to yours,and you shiver as you feel his breath right next to your ear.

"i suggest you forget about breakfast too then. Cause I feel really wounded,and I'm not planning to let you go anytime soon."

And when his lips are on yours once again,you think you should do these challenges more.

Because needy Zoro,will always be your favorite.

[d4rkpluto]

i've returned to post about a particular subject i've been fighting to or not to post, because i used to consider this person the closest person in my life and i even considered her as a best friend and a sister.

and we have fallen out and apologised to each other many times, but perhaps whenever we argued it was life telling me that she is not supposed to be in my circle. and you could be wondering why am i bringing this up and telling tumblr this but im telling tumblr this to be aware of @couerardent and her scamming behaviour.

couerardent also known as MYSTIICWINTER OR MYSTICWIINTER.

talk about WORSE SERVICE I HAVE EVER GOTTEN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

[other people have come to me and spoke about how bad her services were, but i tried to overlook it because i really cared for her, lessoned learn]

i have always been empathetic towards ardent and her money situation, but there are moments when excuses turn into reasons to not do something. on august, i sent alex money because she needed it, but she also said in return she will give me 4 packs she usually gives her clients and she told me she would give me my money back.

first pack is "tell me your story."

second and other packs she hadnt told me what they were but she informed me that i'll be receiving them weekly since august, and now its november.

at first i was empathetic, since i used to be close to ardent, i knew she went through a lot of stuff at home, so i was patient. until august turned into september, and september turned into october and then october turned into novemeber.

and slowly i became annoyed, [as i should] because her services arent even long or good, as someone who gives chart readings to other people that consists more than fourteen pages, the effort to write that would take long, but ardent doesnt even give five pages for her services, three at most, so why is it taking her so long?

previously, she has joked to me about scamming other people, but would put the blame on them and not want to take accountability until they start using threats to expose her, i think she deleted the making fun of scamming them but here is some of it:

and when i would message her for updates about my reading because it'll take months, she would ignore me and even change her pfp on tumblr or discord, until i reach out to her on more platforms to get her attention.

and what would annoy me even more is that she would talk about how she never has something to do or would focus on other stuff knowing she needs to get my reading done lmao and this would be like 1-2 months after i was supposed to receive any of it lol.

worrying about the layout for almost 3 months PLEASE.

i have received 1/4 readings, and that was now almost 2-3 weeks ago, we should've been on my 2nd or 3rd reading by now, the only reason i have received 1 reading is because i did threaten to expose her if she didnt send the money or reading my way, because even i had some issues because living in london has gotten really difficult and i have been trying to support my family as much as i can, but im doing better right now.

its all about the principle. and she has none of that. and even attempted to victimise herself and behave like she was in distress whenever she got called out about her behaviour.

she lost track of time, the time being 3-4 months lol.

and when i was speaking to her she ignored me for a bit again ha, it was almost comedic. for almost two weeks she didnt try and check what i was speaking about.

she has gotten ill, but this was still months after.

and i have remembered, she has used much of her earned money to fund for her nose job but also uni, but during the moments it was best to pay me back was at the job she said paid her well, she informed me that when she gets paid by her job she'll pay me back, and she never did and ended up quitting the job.

[the unfairness i was speaking about is how uni her country dont do student finances, she's from romania, because they do in the uk it was just a surprise].

i asked her recently on how i was supposed to receive a reading but she didnt reply but change her pfp on whatsapp and discord, again.

if there is any confused people comment please because i did this half asleep lmao

[spacexseven]

tunaaaaa I've been reading ur Childe Thing sooo much that I've been thinking of I Love Amy aus nonstop. its a problem. in honor of bsd s4 im gonna rapid fire a couple out for the Bsd Boys!

lets talk dazai. I feel like this could go a lot of ways with him. like, if its ada dazai, you probably don't really get the sense that something is kinda off with him until you're a bit too deep to back out. he seemed so sweet when you first met- fuckin weird, but sweet! no harm in trying to help him win over a crush, right? for pm dazai, you obviously know hes fucked in the head the second you meet him, so you agree to help him out of a fear of what he might do to you if you dont rather than a sense of altruism. either way, its kinda hard to notice him getting a little overly-attached to you just cuz of how naturally obnoxious and clingy he is. even if he starts to escalate you might not get it cuz hes pretty fast and loose about LITERALLY kidnapping you and tying you up in his apartment/mafia holding cell right off the bat (gets very pouty about you "ignoring" him). doesnt help that hes so out of touch with his own emotions he probably doesn't even know he has a thing for you for a whiiile. trust me tho, being nice to him and taking care of him when hes sick or injured WILL wear him down. you'll only kind of get it when you try to give him some new pointers on his crush and he seems to just get? annoyed? mutters something about you talking about someone else while you're SUPPOSED to pay attention to HIM. or when he keeps being weirdly affectionate with you in full view of X when hed usually forget you exist as soon as he sees them. or you woke up chained to a chair (again) but this time hes perched in your lap and scolding you about avoiding your "boyfriend" before shoving his lips against yours. couldve been any of these occasions really.

cant BELIEVE I didn't think of gogol the first time I talked about this this is almost EXACTLY what yes doing to sigma rn. when this fuckin 6'2 clown terrorist traps you against a wall and starts questioning about why you were talking to "his darling", you are 10000% sure you're gonna die. almost gives you whiplash how fast his tone changes once you convince him you have NO interest. all smiles all of the sudden, picks u up under the armpits like a cat to right ur posture and pats you on the head, declaring that you will be his magicians assistant for a while! you do not have a say in this, if you'd like to keep your skin. while you feel bad about aiding and abetting this stalking case, you get the sense that hes. not ever gonna actually make a move. kinda just Wants To Stalk. goes on about how he cant let himself be tied down like that (whatever that means). he does talk about just murdering his darling a lot but you've managed to convince him that thats unnecessary baggage connecting them to him so hopefully that keeps him sated until his goldfish-esque attention span finally moves him onto a new target. and it does! the problem is that its you. I think that once he realizes he likes you, he's just gonna vanish. poof gone. hes had a lot of fleeting obsessions with ill-fated darlings before, but youre something new. hes never actually gotten to know someone before! ugh. hes caged by his feelings for you, but the despair hed feel from killing you would be a cage all its own! frustrating!!!!! maybe if he just leaves and never thinks about you ever again this'll just go away like all of his other crushes. doesnt work. expect him back in a month, snuggling into your neck and babbling inane about having missed you. he tied you up again so youre just gonna have to let him do that. its fine youre used to this with him.

really wanted to do this with chuuya and fyodor too but im scared of them being OOC help me.

- 🩹

omg so this turned out to be Very Long :O quick context for any1 who is unfamiliar w i love amy—it's a webtoon (highly recommend btw) where the yandere character starts to fall for her 'target/rival' instead of her initial love interest. for more info + the childe version, check out this post.

cw: yandere characters (dazai, fyodor, nikolai), stalking, kidnapping, imprisonment, obsessive behavior, threats of violence to reader. (this whole post came off a little silly instead of serious But mind the cws anyway!)

this is best read with a male reader (to keep it consistent w i love amy) but there's no pronouns used or descriptions for reader, so do as you like. also, reader makes morally questionable decisions :>

(pm) dazai is to be avoided at all costs. that was the rule you put down for yourself after witnessing one of his very public threats to some poor pedestrian who had bumped into him. the dramatic coat, the blank expression, the natural ease with which he handled the weapon in his hand—everything about him was just...alarming.

however, despite all your efforts, he's obstructed your path home with a deadly glare and a hand in his pocket.

according to dazai, he did not appreciate your recent conversation with X, (as he claimed, they were too popular to spare most people more than a few friendly greetings—so why were you having a full-fledged conversation with them?) who were you, even, to get in his way? you sputter out some excuse, some explanation as to why he misunderstood the situation and it was all just work-related, and fortunately, he seems convinced, at least enough to relax his hold on you and shift the blaring malice in his stance to something less frightening.

obviously, you couldn't refuse when he offers you what he calls a mutually beneficial proposition. you help him get closer to X, and he won't kill you! win-win, don't you think?

the thing about dazai, you soon learn, is that despite the murderous energy he gives off, he's painfully annoying, more so than frightening. it almost feels like you're dealing with an obnoxious child, with how he's constantly whining and tugging at your sleeve and complaining about how useless you're being.

and it also makes you wonder if he's ever really had a friend, because he's got some strange expectations for you. he's all too possessive, too paranoid, and expects you to be perfectly fine with it. you consider telling him that he's not supposed to hold you hostage every time he thinks you're spending "too much time with someone else", but after the 4th attempt, you've understood that there was no getting to him. at least he stopped with the threats to your other friends (well, he promised you that he'd stop), and that seemed like the only thing he was willing to compromise on. he doesn't ease up on the breaking-into-your-room-to-visit-you stunt, either, especially when you're "ignoring him". despite all that, maybe out of some form of pity, you still help him out. you drop off food when he's sick and try to explain that imprisonment is not the key to a healthy relationship. you hang out with him even if you're terrified of all the mafioso you come across when you visit the hq with him, and after all of it, you're mostly convinced that he wasn't going to kill you anytime soon. in fact, the two of you seemed to be building an unusual friendship.

but when he comes to visit you one day when you're sick and actually knocks on the door and texts you beforehand, you tell him that this would be the best way to approach X if he ever hears that they're sick. though you're expecting some excitement, or some self-satisfaction for improving a little, instead of looking excited, dazai looks frustrated. for the first time, he looks genuinely...upset. and when he asks you why you can't appreciate that he was looking out for you and not X, you're left at a loss for words. you're not sure if this was a sign that he was starting to learn not to cross your boundaries or a warning that he was beginning to like you a little too much

and things only get stranger. he becomes more observant, asks you more questions about yourself rather than X, and even starts holding your hand in full view of X. when you mention that X was really looking forward to a new movie coming out and that he should try to ask them out, he gets upset by your suggestion, grumbling about you paying more attention to X and only caring about them instead of asking him if he wants to see the movie with them. so, unsure of how to respond, you echo his question. he beams at you and happily declares that he only wants to watch the movie with you.

somewhere along the line, it happened that dazai himself started to realize just how much he liked you, and he spirals out of control. the already overwhelming physical contact turns more intimate, with dazai holding your hand at every possible moment, pressing himself as close to you as humanely possible without squeezing the air out of you, and sitting on your lap whenever the opportunity presents itself. he stops responding to anything that isn't an endearing pet name and introduces himself as your boyfriend. X seems to be eradicated from his mind, as well as anyone that wasn't you, though it feels as though you're the only one that has a problem with this change. dazai takes to it naturally, seamlessly inserting himself into your life.

"what's wrong?" dazai's sprawled across your lap with the biggest grin on his face, the remote in your hand long ripped away by him, "come give your boyfriend a kiss~"

you've...heard of fyodor. it was more overhearing whispers shared between people, but the mention of his name seemed to intrigue everyone who heard it. you've heard that he was a mysterious man who walked into the city one day and never left, and you've heard that he was the owner of an expensive casino. you've even heard that he had a tendency to stand on top of rooftops at night, but you've heard tons of variations and rumors. one statement, however, rang true in everyone's ears.

fyodor dostoevsky was taken with X.

that was putting it lightly—obsession was exactly what it was. though X was clearly unaware of what was being said, because, as they assured you one day while you walked out with them, fyodor was just a friend! and he was a very interesting guy, with some strong beliefs. he wasn't some criminal mastermind! all he did was keep to himself. and that, as they confidently declared, wasn't a crime.

but you had reason to not believe X, after all, it wasn't them at the receiving end of a laser focused gaze and a creepy smile. (it scared you so much that you ran home and ordered a burglar-proof lock for your door the same night) and it also wasn't them who sat down across from you while you were having your breakfast in the café nearby. anyone would have been better than who it was.

"hello," fyodor waves a fork at you, his fingers positioned gracefully on the silver cutlery (and of course, you think bitterly, he was evil and beautiful. just your luck), "i hope you can spare me a few minutes."

he wasn't asking, but you melted at his soft tone. for all people loved to talk about him, why hadn't they mentioned how hard it was to take your eyes off him? awkwardly, you take another bite of your food, nodding at him.

he asks you about X, though it's more of an interrogation disguised as casual conversation. he easily waves around his fork, smiles at you with an unnerving expression, and stares at you a little too long. by the end of it, your food is finished and his fork is placed neatly back onto the table and you've sustained no injuries. better yet, he finally seems to have (reluctantly) removed your name from his hit list.

what you weren't expecting was for him to start seeking you out. you get strange looks when fyodor waits outside your workplace with an umbrella—your umbrella—leaving you with no choice but to walk with him unless you wanted to get home soaked. he lists off X's habit and asks you to add on to his list, ignoring your reply of "that's just creepy". he tells you that he wants to respect X's privacy by not using cameras to spy on them so will you answer him or should he use the cameras? and what else could you do then?

at the very least, he didn't seem serious about attempting to kidnap or imprison X. he seemed fascinated by them, if anything. like he was...studying them. being with him wasn't as bad as you'd though, no matter how much you hated to admit it, despite the foundation of this friendship was built on how amusing he found X. if he was in a particularly good mood, he'd even offer to help you out with your struggles in the pursuit of love. his ideas, however, were all sure to land you behind bars with a retraining order to boot. when you voiced your opinion to him, he only smiled and told you that he knew a thing or two about breaking out of a prison cell, much like he was recalling upon a fond memory.

the only good thing about this strange arrangement was that fyodor was really nice to look at. there was something mesmerizing about his every action, even the slight quirk of his lips or the way his hair fell on his forehead. the ease with which he slipped on his hat (which, by the way, what was with all his not-weather-appropriate clothing? was he not sweating?), and the commanding air around him. so while he spoke seriously about X and his distaste for most of the human population, you tuned him out and focused on admiring his pretty eyes and how his lips wrapped around his fork and—ugh, you were starting to sound as creepy as him. but honestly, you had a feeling he already knew that you found him attractive. fyodor was far too good at reading people, far too perceptive to let something as obvious as your attraction to him slip.

your mistake was foolishly believing that you'd be safe as long as you didn't act on those feelings.

it felt strange, however, when he started reaching your usual table first, having already asked for your go-to meal and watching with thinly veiled delight as you stared down at the hot plate. and it's your coworkers now that get stared at, your friends who get the silent threat of a fork pressed against smooth skin, and you that everyone whispers that fyodor dostoevsky is taken with.

the meaning behind his increasingly strange behaviour doesn't really hit you, not until you've bumped into X again, who you haven't seen around in a while.

"i see that you and fyodor are becoming good friends now," they grin, "i'm almost jealous of how quickly you warmed up to him."

long fingers reach to caress your cheek before a perfectly poised hand places itself on your shoulder. fyodor's unmistakable voice replies in your stead.

"we're friends? is that what you've heard?" fyodor dips his head down to lock eyes with yours, "why don't you correct them about that, darling?"

you should have trusted sigma when he told you that nikolai gogol was bad news. as he clarified, so bad that, coincidentally, the ministry of justice hq was moved away at least by two states when nikolai came to visit.

but how were you to know that he was in love with one of your acquaintances? and how were you to know that his idea of love was this frightening? just when you were making your way back after a lukewarm conversation about work with X, you were slammed up against the wall by a person with a top hat and a coat and an honestly terrifying expression. then nikolai, as he later introduced himself, started grilling you with questions, ruthlessly asking about why you were with X and why did they smile at you and where does your family live, after which he happily told you about his many previous experiences with torture and how he would love to show you.

you're not sure what convinced him to let you go, whether it was your trembling legs or your teary promises that you had no interest in X in that way, but here you were now—alive, terrified, and offered the position of 'magician's assistant' (though the magician himself refused to tell you why the position was open for so long) and all it took to land the increasingly strange job was to talk to X and listen to nikolai threaten to torture you in graphic detail.

(among all the crazy people you had seen around here—that so-called 'world's best detective' who snatched your bag of candy right from your hands, that other person who started doing push-ups in the middle of the road, and someone giggling holding a bag of lemons by the port—you thought that nikolai definitely fit right in. not that you were going to tell him that)

while the position wasn't exactly what you wanted, nor were you too keen on spending more time around nikolai, something about the glint in his uncovered eye and the hand gripping your shoulder told you that you really wouldn't want to reject his offer. contrary to what you may have assumed, assisting nikolai only meant becoming a partner to his criminal activity, which revolved around stalking X, talking to them to find out all the information nikolai can't get by stalking them, and stalking them even more to find out any more details that neither of you could get. (you've considered helping out as much as you can, leaving hints in the form of obscure drawings of nikolai and danger symbols, but later, when you catch sight of X waving to him, you realize the message did not come across the way you intended it to)

fortunately for them, (and for you. at least now, you won't be behind bars for assisting in abduction) nikolai seems to have no interest whatsoever in pursuing them any further. sure, he keeps books filled with information about X, and buys their favorite drink alongside his order, but he doesn't seem to want to do anything more.

while you could care less about why he does whatever he's doing, already chalking it all up to the fact that he was off his rockers, nikolai decides to enlighten you all the same. when he excitedly rambles on and on about freedom and feelings and why X must now die, you pretend to listen, never actually telling him that nothing he said made any sense to you. still, after insisting that he won't be very free behind bars either and that if he really didn't want to be tied down by his feelings, he should actually distance himself from them instead, it appeared that you finally got him to understand, and he hesitantly agreed to listen.

for the most part, everything is great after that. your life returns to normal, with no top hat wearing, cane wielding magician in the vicinity, and no more having to invade someone's privacy. and it was great! really! even if it was a little bit boring without nikolai's spontaneous plans (maybe that time in the amusement park was pretty fun, even if the only reason you had to go was because X was going there with someone else, much to nikolai's horror). there was something both unsettling and addictive about the crazy adventures nikolai swept you on, though it was for the best that he disappeared.

but then nikolai came back…acting a little odd.

his clinginess and a sudden desire for physical affection set off alarms in your head, though he acted like this was perfectly normal. at first, you told yourself that this must be some new jealousy plot—maybe he got this idea from a tv show he watched over his 'break', but he hadn't asked you if you wanted to be part of this ploy (not that he ever did, really).

and your suspicions only grew when he refused to let up on the act, holding onto you as if his life depended on it. his trips with you became increasingly frightening, and his grip on you increasingly tighter. he takes his new position by your side, not at all focused on X anymore, and instead observes you with the same look that was fixated on X not too long ago.

it only hits you that you've become his new target when you find yourself tied up to a chair, with him seated right in front of you with his face up to yours. the exact scenario you convinced him not to put X through.

"your advice sucks, by the way," he pouts, "i tried staying away but i couldn't stop thinking of you! don't be too upset, alright? we can have even more fun now that we're together!"

[fcknstar]

hey! i read ur marcus lopez fic and absolutely loved it ur so talented omg

i’m as wondering if i could request a fic with prompt 12 with marcus lopez x reader?

🫶

and if so could you also add me to your tag list?

,, after dark "

pairings : marcuslopez x gn!reader

summary : sometimes your past do catches up to you.

content warnings : disagreements

** lowercase intended**

if saying that you had your life together was an understatement. you were working for the biggest and most respected mafias in the country. it was normal to see at least one dead body in the alleyway. a lifeless body, dumped as if it had no worth that got pushed away as a broken furniture no one saw worthy to save. 

you were just an assistant who also worked as a hitman, being payed high for even injuring a targeted person. it gave you joy, you wanted to feed on souls that deserved nothing but death to come. you sucked in life of your victims, craving more and more as if it was like food and you were always hungry. 

your boss set you out to raid an abandoned apartment to where homed a filthy rich man who unfortunately died due to a heart attack. he kept many important documents that your boss wanted and tonight, thats where you were headed. 

you were clothed in a black skin-tight long sleeved top and short skirt which allowed you to hide your dagger, with a pistol on your waistline. when the time calls for it, you were going to be the one to kill whoever saw you and got in your way. 

you had not noticed the figure which hid in the shadows watching your every move. as you rummaged through the drawers, you heard something drop. you spun around, gripping onto your gun as you pointed to the person standing in front of you. 

" marcus? " 

" hey, i was just dropping by- "

" you arent supposed to be here, you know. " you advanced towards him, watching him stumble backwards. 

" well, neither should you. why dont you put the gun down, honey? " earning a glare from you, you made a move, linking your leg under his making him fall on his back. 

" oh, i remember this. " as you stood above him, he mumbled.

" ignoring your favorite person i see.. its okay.. i bet the memories follow you around dont they. " you dont hesitate but kick his side making him groan. 

" leave this place, act like we never even crossed paths. " you sigh, walking away from him. 

" dont you miss me? " 

" no i dont. and i will not. "

" but seeing you stalk me says otherwise.. how you constantly follow me wherever i go.. i suppose i am grateful that you are looking out for me. " marcus pouted. 

you could not accept how right he had been. you were so in love with marcus that you knew itd be difficult to start a life without him. but you could. for all these years before meeting him shows how you could live without him. but why cant you do the same knowing what you two have been through. how could you when the only thing that occupied your mind was him. how he often thought of your life first and put his own life on the line to save you. how could you ever want to leave someone like him. it was now your turn to look after him when he did everything to protect you. even if as strangers, you knew that you still wanted to be on his wavelength. 

" look, i know we left on terms we didn't agree on due to our statuses, but you can't blame me to not.. look for you. " it felt like you pulled a nerve when you confessed the last part. 

" but you did. "

" i had to okay! what would you do if you are being given a choice, to get your lover killed.. or have your own blood throw you away like youre some meat, even having them turn their back against you? i knew i was being selfish okay? i.. i just cant imagine having you die.. not when i know i could have done something. or me dying. so im sorry if i was being selfish, it was either you dying, or me. and you know what i would have picked. " you were now going on a tangent, gun placed away in its holder, with you rummaging through the drawers. you grabbed every document you could find. marcus just looked at you. 

" im sorry, okay?  i just wanted you, you to be safe and well. " you could have just chosen to have your family killing you, but in the moment, you just had to. it was either him being dead because you wanted to survive. or him being alive at the cost of your freedom. 

marcus never saw the side of your story, too busy grieving with his own. he watched you walk away as if he werent there. as if, he didnt mean anything to you anymore. but he knew, he knew that you loved him enough to save him without even thinking. 

a.n : m not very proud with this, dont know why. and to the person who requested this, thank you but sorry because i couldn't tag you, its not letting me. and so sorry for the long wait!

[kyokikia]

Im curious, do people even write for uta? Do people like uta at all?? If you cant tell, she's my favorite female character! I dont see anyone talking about her 😭😭

i might write for her if someone requests it (when requests are back open) but she might be the only one piece female i would ever write for so, sorry for that

Has anyone else on here watched film red? I wanna talk about it with someone because its one of my favorite movies, currently listening to new genesis as i speak (ado's singing was HEAVENLY in the movie)

Ado's singing is so heavenly, and she honestly captured the supposed greatness of uta's voice PERFECTLY. I watched the movie in sub so i couldnt hear amalee dubbing uts, but honestly, i listened to amalee's covers of the songs, and i think the dub watchers were robbed from hearing amalee's covers. She covered all the songs PERFECTLY! She did the spell part of tot musica perfectly aswell and i adore Amalee's and Ado's works so much!

SPOILERS UNDER KEEP READING FOR ONE PIECE: FILM RED

I think she's a little crazy but i love her a lot, what she did in the movie is honestly justifiable. I love her design so much, i wanna cosplay her but i got my bills to pay 😭 i'll do it once i get extra money tho, anyway, i feel so bad for her because for years she thought that shanks had abandoned her but turns out she was manipulated into singing tot musica by the people of Elegia 😭 i feel so bad knowing on how much she probably blamed herself for what happened but it wasnt her fault at all

Shanks is so selfless i swear, the way he just chose to take the blame instead so uta wouldn't blame herself and so she could make other people happy with her voice aswell 😭♥️

Watching uta descend into madness, as her mental health and physical state reach its absolute lowest was so heartbreaking (but the movie was so cool to watch!)

As you probably know, the wakeshrooms cause the person who eats them to stay awake until they die, and makes them more aggravated and brings out their negative emotions more, so i can see why she became more deranged as the movie went on. i feel so bad for her she deserves better 😭 i see why she was driven into madness after meeting shanks after all those years

Being kept on that island for so many years mustve been so depressing, so she was in a bad mental state most of her life. Kept alone, isolated with the entire world other than Gordon, not knowing anything going on in the world is so sad

I can see why she hates pirates so much, seeing as she cares so much about her fans (that she would trap them in the sing sing world just so they wouldnt have to deal with pirates anymore and for a 'new era' which she had good intentions with, but honestly it wasnt that great of an idea) she had the idea that all pirates were bad, and seeing all her fans sending her video mail about it probably amplified her hatred.

I took notice on how by the time uta had to sing tot musica, she was in her absolute worst mental and physical state, some of the words were linked together some words were messed up, i think ado captured on how much of a terrible state uta was in by the time she was forced to sing the song perfectly, i adore ado's singing in film red so much

I might've misunderstood uta honestly, i might've done her wrong in this post, i also realize this entire post is a rant but oh well i honestly just wanted to talk about her, anyone wanna tell me their thoughts on film red?

[gaylordscooter]

Log of the Multiverse entry number ???

the "star sanses" have been together for a few months now—well, back together. we're supposedly a group that "protects the multiverse". I say "supposedly" because that's what people tend to assume, but honestly the truthfulness of that assumption depends on your definition of "protecting" the multiverse.

to ink, it's keeping the "creators" interests in mind, i.e. keep things on script. (which isn't as simple as it sounds, apparently. i've been paying attention to loopholes—most prominent ones being "outcode" characters who are free of a script in theory because they aren't attached to an au. but most outcodes mess with other au's scripts so theoretically ink should get rid of as many outcodes as he can, but that would be going against their creators's wishes. my hypothesis is that outcodes tend to trump the script of incode universes, which is a flawed hypothesis because i think ink isn't actually able to alter scripts—but i digress)

right, i started writing this because dream and ink had an argument.

are having an argument actually, i can still hear them.

ok hang on ink's comingover to me right now

ink kinda dropped me off at swap's place for my safety, i think.

HELLO, MY TWIN'S DIARY!

that was swap (he's more of another me than a twin.). alsothis isn't a diary. he's reading over my shoulder insisting it's a diary givemeasecond

OKAY. so aruging arguing. arguemnebt. what was i writing about again

their argument. dream and ink found that they have a...difference in nnnnnnnnnnnnn i lost my train of thought again

morals? goals? goals. morals. whatever

workplace differences I Guess.

Basically. these scripts that ink's making sure goes according to the scripts (i dont think that makes sense) Making Sure The Scripts Aren't Interrupted/Changed. man i am bad atartic articacuting AT ARTICULATING. things

AND dream (see entry on dream) obviously wants people to be happy because guardian of positivity and what-not, he already wrote about that in a previous entry i don't need to repeat it but i will because i already lost my train of thought im blaming swap he's distracting me. he insists he's not but he is looking over my shoulder im getting stage fright im looking him in the eyes right now STOP READING THIS

okay. he left the room to make some food. i expect a housefire soon i'll make this quick

people write sad stories. is what im getting at. ink wants these people's stories to play out properly. dream wants people to be happy so he doesn't want the sad part of the story to happen.

i write "story" but y'know these are real events that happen in that universe. real to us, i suppose. not to the creators. how the hell does ink not get existential about this. i think he'd be more insane if he had a soul—error's an example of that actually (if you can count him having a soul??)

housefire soon stay on topic.

so then i thought "is this it? is the group disbanding?" but the argument took a turn. dream doesn't process negative emotions, to my knowledge, so an argument with him doesn't last long because he kinda just...gives up?? it's kinda sad honestly.

but this time it was like he was arguing with himself. if i had to guess it was because of cognitive dissonance. he gets kinda l, how should i say this, weird? when he can't make everyone happy and this was one of those times (because it's keep sad story please creators or make sad story unsad but go against the creators). by the time ink took me here, dream was hardly even focused on either of us.

(i smell smoke.)

point is. i don't know if dream's doing the "right" thing by trying to make everyone happy? maybe too much positivity is bad. as weird as that sounds. like, there has to be a reason there's also a guardian of negativity.

[heartbinn]

My darling I would love to read your take on this idea. Love ya 😘

SeungIN x MaleReader

I.n steals puppy's favourite hoodie and when seung goes looking for it (annoyed) Mn sells him out. Innie just wanted to be covered in his hyungs scent. You offer Seung you're favourite hoodie in exchange and he's finally happy again and gives you a shy kiss and mutters a thank you. I love the idea of Seung getting all giddy, shy, and fluffy when Mn offers his hoodie. Then he goes the chase innie down XD

"Where is it" "Very descriptive hyung" "You know what I'm talking about" "Wouldn't have a clue 🤷‍♂️" "My favourite hoodie?!" "Oh pfff innie is wearing it" "YOU TRAITOR!!"

Steal Stole Stolen

Seungmin + mreader + i.n

-warnings; /fluff/

-not proofread

A/n ajdhsjdndnxn finnnnnnnally getting to write this.... im sorry pookie im doing my job i swear!!!!!!

Also i kind of changed some things beacuse i needed a plot going sorry ml😔🙏

8pm, quite late for the members to still be at the studio. Channie would usually send them out before seven to have dinner.

But today, two members remained behind, Mn, who seemed to not be able to get the footwork right, and I.N, who was willing to stay behind with his boyfriend to teach him.

"No- no, Mnnie-" He laughed a little. "You're supposed to step back in and back out there.. okay.. hold on let me check"

Jeongin crouched near the mirror and started the chorus, the song playing loud, and Mn trying to get it right. He stopped at the middle of it though. "Ahh i can't do this.. my knees hurt"

"Ahh but i see where you dont get the beat" The other replied. "You just have to hear it out it's okay, you'll do it perfect overtime" Standing up, he walked over to Mn, pressing a small kiss at the corner of his lips. "Mhh i'll be back in a minute okay? I'll go shower, you stay Mnnie"

And with that, and of course, another peck, he was out the door, leaving the practice room. Mn really should shower too, but he likes to calm down first. He sat down near the mirror, sitting back against it.

Just some minutes later, the door opened again. Mn didn't pay much attention to it, thinking I.N came back and continued scrolling on his phone.

Thats when he heard a small huff. He looked up, catching a glimpse of his other boyfriend, who pouted his lips forward.

"Minnie?" He called out to him. "How come you came back? What's wrong?" Seungmin seemed to lift the pillows from the couch and put them back, looking behind any and every object and furniture.

"Where is itll.." The puppy was clearly annoyed.

"Where is what..?"

"You know what im talking about"

"No i dont..?"

"My hoodie.."

"And.. you're cold?" Mn questioned. "Or like.. i remember you taking it off but.. i think you brought it with yourself when leaving."

Minnie pouted his lips again, something to keep him distracted. "Im not cold.. i j's need it.."

"Uhmm which hoodie again? Cus i know i have the black and green one in my closet over at the dorm but.."

"Its the grey one.. with the chinese writing on the back" He replied. Ohhh yeah thats one of his favourites.

"Ohh that one, yeah Innie took it" Mn smirked, enjoying to sell him out for once. "He's showering right now though"

Seungmin groaned. "Oh my god so i have to wait for him?!" He sighed and sat down next to Mn.

"Calm down minnie, he should be back soon" Mn giggled and after a few minutes, he spoke again. "Do you want mine?"

Seungmin immidiately looked at him. "Your.. what?"

"My hoodie? You're cold no?" Mn watched and laughed as minnie kept looking at him, his cheeks slowly turning red.

He looked down, covering his cheeks. "I.. guess.." He muttered, watching as Mn immidiately took his hoodie off, handing it to him.

Minnie reached for it, his eyes glued to Mn's stomach which got slightly exposed when taking off the piece of fabric.

"T-thank you.. love" He muttered, leaning over and pressing a small kiss against his cheek.

"Aww not my lips?~" He cooed, enjoying the way Min's face kept turning into a darker shade of pink.

But of course, after muttering something to himself, he connected his lips to the others. Just for a few seconds, until he pulled back and buried his face deep in the hoodie.

He seemed to be drunk on it too, inhaling the scent and smiling, giggling like he just got a compliment.

It's rare to see him like this and so cute..

But the moment only lasted, until the door opened and innie stepped in, his hair slightly wet, while.. wearing the exact hoodie minnie was searching for...

"Oh hey minnie" i.n greeted, closing the door behind him.

Seungmin seemed not to lift his head from the hoodie.

"Innie, where is my hoodie.."

"Ah- um hyung-" his face turned red. "Um.. i don't know.. i didn't take it..."

"Mnnie told me you did though.."

"Ah- Mnnie!! You just backstabbed me like that?? You traitor!!" Innie acted dramatic as Seungmin seemed to finally lift his head, immidiately noticing his hoodie.

He stood up, chasing after jeongin who just ran out the door, not wanting to give the hoodie back.

Mn laughed, standing up and walking out. "Hey! Wait for me too!"

[livfastdieyoung69]

NOW YOU BOW TO ME

THE NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS- MAY 27TH, 2023

“Goddamit, let me go! You see what he's doing to him out there? Let me go!” Scratching and clawing at the refs surrounding them, Y/N refused to simply sit and watch as Cody’s already broken arm was brutally mutilated. Their attempts were cut off by the sounds of the final bell ringing and the sight of a passed out Cody on the media screens. With a new found strength Y/N pushed through the refs and into the loud arena, no music playing as they sprinted to the side of the ring Cody has been left laying in.

“Hey, Codes! C’mon baby, let's get you outta here, alright? C’mon.” Gently patting his cheek in attempt to keep him awake, Y/N tried to drag him onto his feet and out of the ring by his torso.

“No, no, N/N I gotta finish the match. I gotta- Y/N I gotta-“ His words were mumbled, his recent unconsciousness still affecting him. Y/N continued in trying to coax him backstage but was interrupted by the laugh of Brock Lesnar watching the other man with a sense of wrath and pride covering his face. Y/N turned to face the man, a glare full of fury moving into their eyes.

“You think this is funny? Think you’re so fuckin’ badass for taking advantage of his arm? So tough cause you can hurt an already hurt man Brock? Is that what you think?” Brock had not expected this in the slightest. Watching as Y/N walked closer, his own feet began to move forward in an attempt to intimidate.

“Don’t start something you can’t even think about finishing.” Brock's threat didn’t seem to work, as now the two stood what was supposed to be face-to-face but more like face-to-chest. Cody’s call for Y/N from the corner of the barricade by the ramp eventually made them give up the staring contest.

“Yeah, that's right, go run back to him. I did that! You go take care of him and know that I-“ His mockery was cut off short as Y/N suddenly turned back around, delivering a swift Sweet Chin Music as they did so, sending him tumbling to the floor. The crowd erupted as they watched Y/N berate and kick at the already taken-down man.

“Ain’t so funny now is it, Brock? You wanna talk about starting shit, get back up and finish it.” Before he could do so, it was now Cody’s turn to pull Y/N out of the ring. Y/N went easily with the thought of his arm in mind, quickly putting their arm around his waist and walking him up the ramp- until the jumbotron lit up with a camera's view of Lesnar, now back up, and staring at the pair.

“You wanna talk shit why don’t you show up to something sooner than the next pay-per-view and let me beat you uglier than you already are.” And with their final words they turned back around, a grinning Cody on their arm.

“How's your arm Codes? You okay?” The second they reached backstage the malicious act was gone, now only worry.

“M’fine, just hurts. I think Lesnars gonna be after the both of us now after that though.”

“Well, look on the bright side, it just means that we’re both gonna be in the next pay-per-view.” Y/N spoke while leading him over to the medics, picking fun at Brock for never being on Raw or Smackdown again and earning a laugh from Cody.

“You really shouldn’t have done that though. It was hot, like super hot, but a really bad idea.” Finally reaching the medics, Cody sat down in the only chair they had- a simple, cheap metal one they had probably found at the venue, Y/N standing by his side. “Thanks for looking out for me though, sweetheart.” Y/N’s hand moved up to his blond hair, rubbing a hand through it as he placed his head on their stomach in exhaustion.

“‘Course. You got me, I got you, hm?” Cody hummed, earning a kiss to the top of his head. “Gotta look out for my boy.”

i dont care how old he is, hes my boy! i luv letting cute men just get loved on. and doesn’t he seem like someone who would call you sweetheart? i think so.

this is short and i feel like i used y/n way too much but i am tired and should probably be studying for my exams tommorrow!! whatev im boutta go to take a nap (hopefully) and i really gotta work on bones body soul im tryna get it outttt

y/n isnt so crazy in this one but their def up there, and if you couldn’t tell i hate brock lesnar lol

@aa3th3rrr love u

[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt7

Writers note: sorry the last chapter was so small i just wanted to make this part separate because i was wanting to write a chapter that went along with the story of “public enemy #1”. Enjoy :).

Plot: “You and me, We're gonna escape tonight . On the run, Under the moonlight. Don't think about nothin'. Dont think about nothin’.”

Warnings: none!

Nikki randomly tells the taxi driver to stop and pays him, both of you running through the streets that were completely unrecognisable, both feeling like giddy teenagers again. You ran past people who didnt even take a second look, the freedom exhilarating. “Ive not felt this alive in years!” You exclaim as you chase after him, nikki ahead of you since he has long legs.

He suddenly stops and turns right, running straight into a dark forest where he just disappears “nikki!” You laugh, running in behind him, looking for him as your vision goes black. “Nikki! Its not funny your scaring me!” Your laugh turns more nervous as the silence fills your ears. You hear a crack of a stick and jump, your laugher stopping “nikki?! Cmon, stop it!” You breathe out a breath you didnt even realise you were holding in “n-nikki?” You ask quieter, your heart beat louder than the cold dark forest.

“AA!” you scream, feeling a tall warm body pulling you into them suddenly, nikkis devilish laugh filling your ears “nikki you bastard!” You pant and cuddle in close, nikkis hand moving your head into his chest. “Oh darlin im sorry, i couldnt help it” he chuckles, kissing your forehead. He lifts you up so your being carried like a baby, leaving the forest to get back to the street, the street lights making his tall frame visible once again. You cuddle in closer, his gaze falling down to you “dont get sleepy on me now” “i cant help it.. your so warm and cuddly” he rolls his eyes and laughs. “Its been ages since ive just gotten out.. lifes been so much recently” “too much” you agree and he nods “i mean.. its a struggle, i know how quick great musicians are forgotten so i need to constantly, 24/7 try my hardest to stay relevant.. i miss when i didnt have that overbearing pressure.” You listen in close, its odd hearing someone your supposed to hate having the exact same issues as you.

“Have you ever thought of what life would be like if we werent famous?” He nods “i always said i would be in jail but.. honestly, i really dont know.. im not the smartest” you giggle and lean back to look at him “hmm.. i bet youd be a male model” nikki smirks and scans your face but sees honestly “honestly? Me? A male model?” He laughs “i mean it.. your so handsome” he leans in and pecks your lips parking onto a small bench, you still on his lap. “So what about you? Where would you be?” You think, nikki taking your hands. “I always wanted to be an artist.. like i really really did but, i lost myself to music” nikki smiles, squeezing your hands softly “i always knew you were a clever girl..” you lean down and kiss him with more passion but its still gentle as his hand slides down your back. “My pretty girl..” he mutters between kisses. You eventually pull away.

“What if we just run away?” He asks with a cheeky grin “we would always find our way back to music.. its all we know” you grin, laying onto his chest. “I dont wanna go back to the hotel, i dont wanna deal with everyone knowing” nikki chuckles, scratching your scalp “i know.. i know..” you stand up, feeling the sudden urge to make the most of this situation “cmon, try catch me.. like youd do when you were a child” you get exited. “Try chase you?”

Before he could finish the sentence your bolting down the street, nikki chasing behind you, coming in fast but you make a turn into an alleyway, catching him off gaurd. You both run crazy round the small village untill he catches you, biting your shoulder to act like an animal “ow! Nikki!” You pant and laugh, his small nibbles trailing up your neck as he pants in your ear

“We should go back” you pout “i dont wanna..” “but we gotta..” he mimics you, his large hands brushing up and down your hips “i just wanna be free longer” you sigh “maybe we can do this more often.. run away..” he dreams, catching a taxi pulling up on a street just in view. He picks you up and walks to it a sit sits idle, waiting for a hire. He sits in and says the name of the hotel, you cuddle in close and fall asleep. Even when he leaves the taxi your curled up asleep on his chest and he cant find your room key on you so just decides to take you to his to sleep.

He carefully strips you to your underwear so you can sleep more comfy and he strokes your hair, falling asleep himself.

[queen-of-scissors]

@bk-4-trash-fire gave me an idea, i was thinking about writing the cult of the lamb au but...

What about Undertale?

İf you dont know or didnt pay attention to it, the player is known as the "anomaly". So naturally they won't realise you as their creator (unless its a character who knows that their world is a game COUGHCOUGHgasterCOUGHCOUGH)

Now lets all take a second to realise that... Genocide route is a thing.

How would characters react if they saw the worse of you? And your powers?

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Story under the cut!

GOD OF CREATİON AND DESTRUCTİON

Featuring: Venti (other characters coming soon)

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A celebration was happening on all across tevat.

For you.

You created them. Gave them life, loved them and even made them stronger than they could ever imagine, and all it took was to pray to you.

You could just leave it at there, you could just see Tevat as a game and nothing more, they would be happy with just being your puppet, yet you gave them more than that.

You visited them, just to meet them and love them personally. You could do that to any other world but you choose to stay with them.

They could do any celebration to you everyday, but this wasnt the reason for their happiness today.

You chose some of your acolytes for them to visit some of the other worlds you created.

The others were jealous. What did THEY do to deserve it that they didn't do?

But they were happy nontheless, they get to be closer to you by knowing your worlds. No one in other worlds didnt get a chance like THAT before!!

Not knowing that they simply asked. And you were like "sure why not?"

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VENTİ THE BARD

He stared at you dreamily as you (attempted) to play an ensturment that you never played before.

Angel's share was loud as usual. That's spesificly because you were wearing a disguise, so no one would think they are disturbing their god and try to keep it down. Only Diluc, who is working today to keep an extra eye on you as the bard and you sat and drink the night away knew who you realy were.

The insturment was given to you by another bard, you seemed like a friendly face so they knew they could trust you with an insturment while they use the restroom. Even said "feel free to try playing it! Who knows maybe you will like it?"

Your brows were furrowed and your head was tilted to the side as you are trying to find the correct note for the song. Everytime you find one your eyes go wide, shining, then you try the next note.

His toughts were cut short as you raise your head, "i think i did it! İt took a while but i finaly did it!"

"Congratulations! İ knew you could! What is the song about?"

"There was this one... World... İ visited it as a relaxation. And the moment i heard of this soundtra- uhh song, i fell in love with it!"

"Ah, İ know the feeling of falling in love with a song! Didn't know you were romantic like that~" he teased.

"Haha, well there is alot that you don't know about me yet"

"İ want to know! Can you tell me more about it?'

"Hmm... How about... We go there together?"

"!!!" He almost fell from his chair, Diluc looked at you in disbelief "your highness, are you sure that you want to go with... Him?"

"H-hey now what does that supposed to mean!"

"İ simply think they might rather go with someone who is more respectful towards them and their world."

"Well jokes on you!" He got up from his chair and hold your hand "they choose me! That means im respectful enough!"

He turned back to Diluc, grinning "and maybe they preffer someone thats not emotionless all the time?"

And before Diluc or you can say anything, he drags you away from the Angel's share.

"Lets go now!"

"Where???"

"The world you were talking about silly! Where else?"

"Now? İ mean we could but, maybe we should let others know since-"

"But you are free today, and who knows when we will be able to spend time like this again?"

You tought about it for a second. He is right, you don't know when you will be free from your duties again, especially with him? This might be a fun opportunity to have fun!

But the world he was talking about was...

He slowly let go of your hand "uhh, but if you don't want to, thats fine! We can do something else!"

"İ was just thinking, its been a while since i visited that world, i never personally visited it either."

You crossed your arms "im not sure what i did in that world last time. So it might not be what you think."

"Thats fine! İ always wanted to travel anyway" he beamed. "Hehehe, imagine Morax's face when he asks where we were!" You also laugh. Maybe this will turn out fun!

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Short, yellow flowers that grew on the bottom of the pit is the first think both of you saw as your visions slowly get used to the dark.

İt was quiet, the air was suprisingly clear for a cave under the ground. You saw Venti, who is trying to commit everything to his memory, he leans down to touch the flowers, they were soft, and smells like sweetflowers in Tevat.

"Shall we?" You said, pointing at the dark corridor.

He gets up and was on your side in an instant.

"Lets go!"

After both of you go through the gate you realise two things.

One, flowey was nowhere to be seen. And two,

"İts *cough* realy hard to breath in here!" Venti said "is it because we are underground?"

You stoped breathing for a moment as the realisation sinks in.

"Lets head back" you said, half panicking.

"What? Why? We just came here?"

You never tought about it. İf genshin was a real world, then so is undertale. And in this world you...

"İts empty, l-lets come back another time!

You imprisoned them in this hell and tortured them, over and over again. Just for your entertainment.

"Theres nothing to see here, would you like to go to anywhere else? Theres a world about music?"

"Woah, whats gotten into you? You seem upset, Are you ok?"

You started to panic, you killed those monsters. They didn't do anything but be nice to you and you killed them.

You learned that the games you downloaded were real when you got isekaid into genshin. You never tought about the other worlds and what you might caused to others.

What if he learned that? The god of freedom seeing what you had done to the monsters here, would he think of you as the monster?

Would he hate you?

"Hey, don't be upset! We can leave! We don't have to stay!"

"Y-yeah lets leave-"

Theres a sudden noise coming from across the Hall.

"Hey! What are you! Are you humans?!" You saw froggit with an armour, from asgore's castle.

"A talking frog?" He looked down.

"You are under arrest! As a member of the Royal guards, i won't let the underground go through another horrible dissaster!"

"Hey now, Don't you realise who are you talking with-"

But before he could say it, the fight menu is opened. Everything went black. And your souls have

You peaked at your LV, 90. Just as you feared it would be.

Venti brings his weapon out, waiting for your order. You mentioned him to put it away, and clicked on the MERCY menu. You intent to run away. You dont want to remember it, you don't want to kill anyone again.

Of course, being LV 90, you dont have the option to run away anymore. You desperatly pressed ACT instead, and chose the friendliest option that might get both of you out of here.

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You told FROGGİT "We don't want to fight. We are just kids that need help"

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FROGGİT didn't understand what you said but pitied you anyway.

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"Are those white bugs-"

"Get down!!"

You try to drag him away from the attacks, having memorised all of them, but it was harder in Real life and with an unexperianced person with you.

When you failed to dodge on of the attacks and it hit Venti in the arm. His pained voice makes you panic even more.

İt was even harder to concentrate this time, what will happen if you get caught? Will they bring you to...

Suddenly your toughts were stoped byba sudden pain on your side.

"Y/N!!!"

Once the attacks came to an end, he checked you for injuries, ignoring his, only to realise you aren't phisicaly hurt.

You check back to the game window.

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FROGGİT seems like it doesn't want to fight you anymore.

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You never clicked MERCY that fast in your entire gaming life in undertale.

Froggit looked at you, "you are right, even though a human did that to us, not all humans could be as bad as them!" He turned back and walked towards the ruins. "Come, i will guide you to a safe area."

...not all humans could be as bad as them...

"What was that about?! Are you ok??"

"İm fine Venti. Here, eat this."

"What is this?"

"Just candy"

"Dear, as much as i love candies and want to experiance the world, are you sure its the time..?"

"We don't need Medical attention in this world. Eating is enough."

"Are you sure?"

"İm sorry who created this world here?"

"Oh, hehe, right!"

You both eat in silence. Slowly getting used to the dust in the air made your skin crawl, as if you accept everything you have done. You want to leave, and delete this game for good. But that would mean killing them once again.

"İm sorry" he broke the silence "you didn't want to be here but i forced you to."

"İt's not your fault."

He smiled sadly "You don't have to lie to make me feel better, your highness."

"No, realy, its not your fault. İ...."

The silence grew once again. What could you even say? You know he also killed people but yours was diffrent, more horrifying. Even if he didn't hate you, his wiews of you would change forever.

"Also why didn't you let me kill it?" He asked.

"What?! Why would you?'

"İt attacked us! İt attacked YOU!"

"İ know but its just a frog"

"İt was a monster, not a normal frog!"

You looked at him "so thats how you can easily harm a hilichurl, because they are monsters?'

"...This is not our topic."

"... You are right." Why are you saying this? This is exactly what you did in this world "im sorry.."

"Are you realy ok?"

Well, there was no point in denying. "...no im not"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"....."

You hear froggit hop through again "whats taking you so long? Lets go it isn't safe!"

"We will stay here." Venti said, still on his guard.

"Look, i know you guys are humans and never saw monsters and all, but we will be the least of your worries if you meet them."

"Who is that human anyway?"

You shiver.

"There has been another human that fell down here, not so long ago. İ didnt get to meet them but i Heard that they have a scary aura around them. Some monsters say that they smell like... Dust..."

"Dust?"

"Humans and monsters are diffrent, humans stay the same when they die but for monsters, we turn to dust."

"...is this why its... Hard to breath?"

"Yeah but thats not the scariest of them all! Wanna hear a story?"

"No we don't." You said harshly, but it didn't come out as intimidating as you hoped it would.

"Of course you do :D" froggit sais

"Everyone who fought them died exept for one person!"

Oh no you didn't beat sans yet...

"And they even said that human has SOOO much determination, that they get reborn when they die!"

"Gets reborn... After they die?"

İt was one of your powers.

İt won't take long untill he puts two and two together. You need to shut it up NOW.

your words didn't frighten froggit before, but your stare certainly has.

"Uhhhh anyway, you guys come with me when you are ready!" And with that froggit flees.

......

"...your Grace?"

"....."

"Was that human... Your vessel?"

".....They are."

"Oh. Thats why you..."

"Can we go now please?"

He can tell that you don't want to talk about it, especially now. So he just followed you, without a word.

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You are greeted by the sound of busy Mondstadt streets. İt was a beautifull day today. Perfect weather for a nice walk, but after THAT encounter, you couldn't bring yourself to even move from where you arrived.

"..such a nice weather! Would you like to join me for a walk?" Venti asked hesitantly. "İf... You want to talk about it, ill listen."

"....you know you don't owe me anything, just because i created this..."

"..game?" He added, smiling. "İ know. İm not doing it because i owe you."

"But after what you heard, why would you.."

"Lets go! We can talk about it when no one hears us."

"Where are we going?"

"İ too have my regrets you know. İts impossible to live a life without having those. So of all people, i know that this doesn't make you a bad person.

İ am reminded of my past mistakes everytime i go to windrise, so.. why not talk about it there?"

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HHHHHHH THE ENDİNG WAS ADORABLE HELP

yeah im deffinetly doing other characters. But ima start with my favorites

Also i have other stories that im working on and they're on the way!

Hope you like it

[loversj0y]

MORE CRIMINAL WILL/GUARD WILL <333

you ask, and i deliver. this started as headcanons, and eventually turned into a fleshed-out story in headcanon form so uh. have fun?

Arsonist's Lullaby

TW: mentions of arson, blood, wounds, reader gets a nasty cut :(, a gun is involved but not technically?? used???, its like faux used, but it is literally held to reader, so, yeah, cursing as well but thats far less important in comparison

- when you first arrive, you and wilbur are almost immediately Not Friends

- he seemed to believe he was the guy on the inside, the guy who ran things, and when he heard of your arrival, he was less than pleased

- you were very cagey about why you’d ended up there, solely because it was embarrassing to tell people that 90% of your crime turned out to deal with a customized license plate, a few special brownies, and an old creepy doll you found on the beach from an old lady. 

- this made you very interesting to wilbur

- almost immediately, he seemed to view you as a rival 

- he would constantly try to get you in trouble with officer boo 

- he wasn’t a snitch, but he found his own ways to make your life a personal hell. 

- granted, though, you did the same by stealing every lighter he found. 

- the only time he’d ever felt bad for you was when he got you sent to solitary

- though it wasnt so much that he got you sent to solitary, more that he ended up getting sent there with you, which officer watson claimed was supposed to be a “bonding experience, so the two of you stopped bickering like children constantly”

- honestly, you questioned if these guards even knew anything about being guards at all

- but at least there, you and wilbur got talking. 

- eventually

- “you know, you’re not that bad, when you’re not trying to steal my lighters, that is.”

- “i will literally set you on fire right now.”

- “you have one with you?” 

- so things were better

- but not good

- you two still bickered constantly

- and you still stole his lighters

- it was one day in the yard when things changed

- there was ice on the ground, and though you knew this, you weren’t really paying much attention to it

- until you slipped in it and got a nasty cut on your leg

- the guards didnt see, they were goofing off with another inmate who’d fallen 

- but wilbur did

- he watched from a far as you stood carefully and brushed off the wound, despite your limping

- you didnt want to go to the infirmary, god knows with how bad the guards are, it would only make things worse

- so you hid it

- when you had some free time inside, you went back to your cell and just sat, holding a paper towel to try and stop the bleeding

- until wilbur snuck in, when you tried to hide the wound 

- “you look like shit” 

- “fuck you.”

- “no thanks, im flattered. let me see your leg” 

- you hesitated to show him, wary of the way he looked at you, but for some reason you were unsure of, you did anyway 

- he sat down next to you, pulling a few med supplies out as he started helping up your leg

- “you dont know how hard it was to get this stuff. next time dont be such a dumbass, okay?” 

- you wanted to fight him for that, but you let it slide, hissing in pain a bit as he rubbed alcohol over the wound

- he was mostly quiet the rest of the time, taking much more gentle care of your leg than you would’ve expected. 

- “well, you may be a dumbass, but at least your pretty looks make up for it. unlike your personality” 

- that took a mixed reaction out of you. 

- first of all, that prick

- second of all

- “you think im pretty?” 

- “i hate you so much right now.” 

- he went to leave, seeing as he’d finished wrapping your leg, but you stopped him. 

- “wait. stay.” 

- for a second you thought he would laugh at you. instead, he sat down next to you again.

- you gently tapped your shoulder against his, staying quiet for a moment since you didnt really know what to say. 

- “i think you’re attractive too.” 

- he gave you an incredulous look 

- “are you fucking with me?”

- “no, im serious. it’s one of the reasons i hate you so much actually, you’re too hot to be this annoyi-“ 

- he cut you off with a kiss. 

- you most definitely were not expecting it, but you didnt turn it down either. 

- after a good 30 minutes of making out and sitting on his lap, you two finally pulled away properly. 

- “we never tell anyone?” 

- “agreed.” 

- a week later, it happened again. not the injury, but the secret room make out session. 

- after a while, you were laying your head on his chest, the two of you curled up on the old shitty beds 

- “you know, one day, ill get out of here.”

- “and what will you do?” 

- “i dunno. probably burn another church.”

- “that’s all?” 

- “and find a way to get you out. as annoying as you are, you’re a good kisser.” 

- you didn’t think that would be the last time you spoke to him like that. 

- when you woke up the next day, he was being hauled out by officer watson

- it was a week of quiet normality without him 

- then, the new warden arrived. 

- he never let anyone see his full face, eyes always covered by a pair of large dark sunglasses. 

- but he took a particular liking to torturing you, so it appeared. 

- upon ordering your room inspection, he quickly found your stack of wilburs old lighters

- he immediately confiscated them and ordered you to solitary

- you were in there for a full day before anything changed

- the warden walked in, immediately chatty. 

- “it took far more time to break off from them than id thought, but fuckin’ ‘ell, im here now.”

- you, on the other hand, were not chatty. he left the door open. this could be your out. you went for the punch

- it was unsuccessful 

- he grabbed your hand, turning you so his arms were around you, your back pressed into his chest

- “here i thought you’d be happy to see me. also you did a shit job at hiding my lighters, im mad i never found them before.”

- a click

- “wilbur!?”

- “obviously. c’mon, you shouldve recognized me immediately. unless you were distracted?”

- so maybe he saw the way you gasped in breath when you’d seen a tall and handsome stranger with a nice trenchcoat being intimidating. and maybe he saw the way you stared at his hands for a long while. 

- so what. 

- “shut it. i hope you actually have a plan to get out of here that isnt just burning it down.” 

- “lucky for you, i do.”

- he explained his own heavily convoluted plan, going into major detail about all these wild things, including shooting him 

- “why don’t you just steal the gun and say you’re taking me as a hostage?” 

- he paused

- “i hate you.” 

- you rolled your eyes, pulling him down into a quick kiss. 

- he held you by the small of your back as he kissed you back before leading you out. he did hit you a few times with the baton, but this was more an act for the other guards. 

- it wasnt long before he enacted the plan

- as scary as it was to have him, the guy who just a few weeks ago would have hurt you without batting an eye, holding a gun to your head, you trusted him

- plus it made for a good act, you knew he wouldn’t. but the guards didn’t know that, making it the perfect act of collateral to get both of you out there

- from there, everything was easy. 

[hochi-mama-1997]

okay im posting my drdt connected to v3 theory now

and because it has spoilers for sure ill just spam image to make the cut thing cuz idk how (im stupid)

i think thats good uh

so basic theory, that in some way, everything is fictional. connected to the v3 lore. i dont really think i need to explain much? so heres where the theory starts

the someone being related to a canon character is kinda just something i thought was a sorta interesting idea, and i dont really believe it. theres not many connections i can make. levi has the same eye color as junko and the fashion talent and the hair kinda matches makoto or healthy nagito (though i think thats a fanon thing anyways) but since junko is dead and nagito is unlikely to have kids, those are a stretch. makoto could still work i guess? but again, unlikely.

and of course theres obviously this

if theres anything that could work for this theory i made for no reason its this, clearly david and shuichi look very similar. and if v3 is correct and the v3 cast would be the only non fictional ones, i guess david and shuichi having some family relation would be the only thing to make sense. but again, this is like a side bonus theory just for fun so i wouldnt think about it too much.

anyways and heres where i really start v3 theory

thats the basic logic of this theory. monotv lying about the tragedy, the false memories, reboot or just like a spin off in america, something like that

oh and i said this

thats it for that, lets look at the other part of the theory now

so far, a lot of what i found just surrounds this

this mv almost made ME turn into the literature girl insane

this part did remind me of v3 a lil

part where tsumugi says that theres no place for them in the outside world n stuff

and then we get to the comments part. wow. oh boy.

if these comments meant anything this could easily be like.. something with v3 and fiction. interestingly, the comments have dates that are back a while. 10 years, 4 years, stuff like that. i would say that either the comments are old and danganronpa is older and v3 wasnt the last and its been going on for a while, or the person who made this just didnt care about the years of the comments..?

if they do relate to drdt, the blanks for the "is the byakuya/nagito/kokichi" do easily fit to david.. that's prolly about him.

the lyrics are also interesting i think. the world wont change. the world wont give up danganronpa, the killing game wont stop. maybe.

bit hard to read, but on the top there's 5 letters will obviously die in chapter 5. if the spaces mean anything, theres another thing for david.

i like that blank is a protag who also plays the antag? theres a lot of spaces there. too many for me to really say who it could be. similarly, theres blank and blank totally swapped places.

this has to do somehow with teruko and david. theres the thing about david was supposed to be the real protag

cuz like.. this

the protag using he pronouns. not teruko. this could be what the comments mean?

and theres the mm blank anyone

four spaces. so.. levi, arei, whit, eden, nico.. theres a lot of 4 letter names in the cast. i dont have any mastermind theories atm, but if you do have one for any of those guys (besides arei prolly), i guess there you go.

i dont know who this could be. uh.. yeah.

this could just be a troll. or to say dont pay attention to these. i really dont know.

i guess v3 has people becoming brainwashed. i dunno.

theres something weird about this. i dont know what. but theres something. im just making note of it in case i ever have any ideas.

this is interesting. i did have an idea about this. that maybe this was supposed to be the main cast but drdt is somehow off script, maybe teruko was supposed to die when stabbed by xander, maybe teruko was never meant to be stabbed by xander, i dont know. the important thing is whats under mai's name. it looks like mr. naegi to me. this again can be connected to v3 where the cast got false memories of makoto being the headmaster of hope's peak. mr naegi.

anyways, description of the video. this

theres a bit more where it says i have always been a only child. the blanks are most surely diana chiem. it also fits david but thats prolly nothing.

what could this mean? well, think of v3. people had memories of their friends and family. but they didnt exist. they were just false memories.

there is no one named diana chiem. she's just fictional.

thats my take on that anyways.

i dont really have too much else. but back to teruko maybe supposed to die, it would be even more like v3. the girl protag being killed of, maybe to be replaced by a depressed blue haired guy?

i also found this theory in the comments

this could be true. i just wanted to point it out. i already thought eden was a lil strange at times.. (also there is the 4 letter name mastermiind comment hmmm)

thats all for today. make sure to like and subscribe for more hyperlink blocked.

[tony-gunks-italian-pizzeria]

Chapter Six: Uh Oh.

Tony followed a customer out of the employee's only area and whispered, “Tonight? Got it?” The customer nodded and left. Todd went around the counter and up to Tony and asked, “What's all that about?” Tony looked him in the eye, “All what? Oh! Yeah, the new meat! It's nothin for now, heh. Maybe you'll see later.” Todd's anger rises, “You cant just go around turning people into vampires!” “Yes i can. And we're not technically vampires.” Tony joked. “That doesnt matter dude! And how is that supposed to be better??” Todd yelled, Tony snapped back, “Last time i checked I hired you, so chill out wouldja. I didnt turn but 4 people, alright?” “You're really not convincing me here dude.” Todd whined. “Whatever kid, say, hows about you and i finish closin up and we get a bite, eh?”

The streets were once again busy that night, but finally somebody was keeping an eye out for the residents of this helpless city. Ron Broccoli walked the alleys and roads looking for any sign of the undead he knew were lurking, as well as any sign of their victims. He had barely begun the night's search when he saw two people walking out of the back of the just closed, “Tony Gunk's Italian Pizzeria” and decided to follow the pair. “Those two are similar heights to the men who attacked that poor guy last night, on the off chance they're potential prey or the very scum im looking for, i ought to follow em.” Broccoli thought.

“We need to getcha a real meal this time, son.” Tony said, walking alongside Todd. The pair creeped at a normal pace down Tony's usual druggie filled alleys, Tony hoped to find his employee a meal that wasnt so full of holes. Todd started, “I already said im not killing anybody, Tony.” “Ahh, I know I know. I'll do that part, pal.” “We arent pals, i just dont want to starve.” Todd shot. “Sure.” Tony replied with sarcasm. “Make sure he doesnt get back up this time, would you?” Todd prodded. “Relax, it wont happen again.” Tony said flatly. They walked passed a man passed out on the ground, an empty needle beside him. “Next.” Tony sighed. They continued passed backdoors, trash cans and bags until they turned another corner. Tony's voice raised with a hushed excitement, “Pss, Todd, look there. Diggin in the dumpster-” Todd looked ahead at a man dumpster diving, not paying them any attention. “Its a dead end, kid. He's got nowhere ta run.” Tony egged him on. Todd smiled and took off running at the man with his back turned. Tony looked on proud, he didnt expect Todd to do the part he so often argued against. Todd tackled the man to the ground and started growling, the man fought Todd's hands away and pushed back his face as much as he could as Todd clawed and tore as if he was digging. He finally got a good bite of the man's arm and started shaking it like a dog. The man screamed as his arm tore more and more, letting blood pour from the wound. Suddenly a wooden bolt shot by and barely missed Todd's head. Tony and Todd snapped their heads around to see where it had come from. “I knew I'd find something if i followed you long enough.” Broccoli walked from behind the corner, aiming his crossbow already containing another bolt. Tony looked at Broccoli and smiled, “Ohh, now this is interestin.” The injured man scrambled up to his feet and sprinted down the street. “Get em, kid!” Tony ordered Todd. Todd snarled and gave the man chase, they both turned the corner and went quickly out of sight. Broccoli went for a shot at Todd but Tony appeared beside him, grabbed the bolt from the chamber and snapped it before backing away. “Tony, is it?” Broccoli inquired while reloading another shot, “Dont. Move.” He pointed his crossbow at Tony. “Listen, Ron. If i wanted, I could have you and that bow broken before you even fired. How's about you look the other way?” Tony said. Ron steadied his aim and fired. A hooded man dropped from the roof above the two and landed in front of Tony, getting shot instantly by the wooden bolt. He started dissolving into sand and ash, stumbling to the ground. Tony walked around his dying body and towards Broccoli. Before Ron could reload another bolt Tony appeared in front of him. 

Tony through him to the wall at the end of the dead end street and said, “Yknow Ron, i could turn ya here and now if i wanted, you'd have to live like us. Wouldnt that just be the worst?” Broccoli glared at him with contempt and spoke, “Id simply starve. I would never stoop to your level.” Tony smiled and held back a cackle, “You already have, silly. Remember your visit to my fine establishment?” Ron readied a knife and held it up, “What are you on about, dick?” “Well ya know you're missin mutt?” Tony laughed quietly to himself as confusion set across Ron's face. “My dog? What about her? What are you talking about?” A toothy grin overcame Tony, as his voice quieted slightly, showing its rasp. “Truth is I drained the poor thing and used its blood for the sauce in the pizza you ordered. The whole time you were lookin you couldve just checked my restaurant! Or better!!" He chuckled and wheezed, "Your own refrigerator- Hehahaa” Tony's cackle was interrupted by Ron shoving him to the cold hard ground and pinning him with his body. Ron's knee held down one arm and his free hand held down the other. Ron leaned in close to Tony's face and Tony asked, “Are we aboutta kiss right now?” “Go to hell.”

Ron almost plunged the knife into Tony's head when, “Stop where you are!” An unfamiliar voice demanded from down the street, “Drop the damn knife.” Broccoli looked up at three police officers, guns drawn and aimed at him. He did as they said and climbed off of Tony, “Gentlemen,” he raised his hands in the air, “This man is a murderer. Im sure he's killed somebody tonight. Check his shop, thats where he keeps em!” One officer walked towards him, “Turn around and place your hands behind your back,” he turned to Tony and said, “You're the guy from TV, with the pizza place?” He talked to Tony while the other two handcuffed and took Ron to their car down the street, “We're going to have to investigate his claim, as crazy as he seems.” Tony sat leaned against the wall and faked exhaustion, “Sure thing, sir! Ive got the keys on me now if you want to take a swing by.”