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orcasoul · 1 year

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Priceless part 3

Summary: Takes place after Grogu leaves with Luke to train as a Padawan. The Razor Crest wasn't destroyed. Reader is/was Grogu's nanny. Din and reader are in love, although neither one has confessed their feelings at first. When Din leaves to track a bounty she stays at an Inn because the ship is too quiet without Grogu. She is abducted by slavers and of course our hero Din saves the day and makes them pay!

Warnings: Swearing, angst, graphic description of violence and torture, no use of your Y/N.

Italics indicate inward thinking.

"Wake up!" Din yells as he punches his prisoner in the jaw. The Devaronian groans as he struggles to open his sluggish eyelids. "Wake up!" Din yells again, only louder. "I need you to focus!" The guy screams as Din stabs him in the thigh with his Vibroblade. That got his attention, Din thought with a sickening glee. Now his eyes are wide open and fixed on Din's intimidating visor, his terror reflecting back at him. He tries to stand but finds he is tied tightly to a heavy crate. "The human woman you kidnapped form the cantina two nights ago, where is she?!" The Devaronian stared back, completly silent apart from his heavy breaths. Din angrily twisted the Vibroblade, tearing muscle and ligaments causing his captive to roar in agony. "Where. is. she?" Din asked slowly, enunciating every word clearly. The only answer Din received was blood and saliva, spat across his visor. Din calmly grabbed a cloth to clear his vision on his visor. He grabbed a pair of pliers and clamped it over the Devaronians fingernail, pulling it off in one swift yank.

He thew his head back, letting out another guttural scream, then looked at the bloody nail that Din was holding between the pliers in front of his face. "For every question you don't answer you'll lose another part of yourself," DIn hissed in his bruised and bloodied face. "No one can hear you scream here. You're only way out of this is to tell me what I want to know, so I'll as you again..... where is she?" The devaronian now looks scared but remains silent. This asshole clearly doesn't know what's best for him! Din roughly pulled the Vibroblade from his leg, causing yet another bloodcurdling wail and blood to spill on the floor of the Razor Crest. He brings the blade down, cutting off the Devaronian's forefinger. He wriggles and kicks in immense pain, eyes glazed as he stares at his hand. "This is only going to get worse for you!" Din warns in a menacing voice. The Devaronian brings his gaze up to Din's visor again and Din can see something shift in his eyes.

He opens his mouth, about to speak but stops as if he's weighing up the consequences of weather or not to spill. Din takes advantage of his vulnerability and uncertainty. "I'll make you a deal," Din sternly began, "You tell me what I want to know and I'll let you walk out of here with your worthless life." That seemed to be the correct amount of leverage as the Devaronian's eyes widen and he nods in agreement. Din straightens up, towering intimidatingly over his trembling hostage. "She.... She's in th... the Laguna Cave System we... use for our op... operation." He finally relents in an exhausted and trembling voice. "Where is that?" Din demands. "It's j.... just outside Mos Espa. Look for.... a tall monolith shaped like a m....mushroom, you can't miss it. The entrance is 100 meters t... to the left of it." All the tension Din had been unconsciously storing in his muscles momentarily flowed out of his body like a rough wave. You'll be safe with him soon. "I k..kept my end of the bargain, now let me go." The Devaronian shamelessly begged.

Din felt nothing but rage and revulsion at his words, wondering how many innocent people had begged him to let them go. He bent down to untie the captive, then straightened again, moving out of his way. The Devaronian awkwardly pulled himself up, leaning on his uninjured leg and clutching his disfigured hand as he limped feebly to the ramp which was now descending. Din allowed him to take several steps away from the Crest before drawing his blaster and storming outside after him. The terrified Devaronian instantly spun around, raising his hands in a panicked motion. "You promised to let me go!" he whined, pathetically. "I promised to let you walk out of here with your life," Din stated impassively, "I did." And with that he shot him right between the eyes. All fell silent except for the sounds of nature filling the still air with it's soothing symphony. Din lifted his helmet, allowing the tranquillity to wash over him, to bring him back from his heightened state of brutal aggression to a calm and quiet equilibrium. Taking one last deep breath, he turned to the Razor Crest with only one purpose in mind. "I'm coming cyar'ika."

*****

"Welcome back," the Nautolan said with a sardonic tone. "I must say you're tougher than you look." You struggle against the Bothans iron grip as he forces you to sit on a chair, facing his boss. You hiss in pain as your back is pressed into the back of the chair. "I've gone easy on you up until now, but my hospitality has worn out." "You call this 'hospitality'?" you jeer at him, motioning to your back and bruised face. "I'm not going to tell you anything, so if you're going to kill me just get it over with," you snorted. "Kill you?" the Nautolan scoffed, amusingly, "No, no, no. You're worth more to me alive," he added with a smug grin. "I'm not going to be worth anything in this state," you laughed humorlessly. "Nothing a little Bacta won't fix. You'll be reaady for the market after that." he shrugged off your attempt to provoke him. "But first you will learn your place. You're no longer you're own person, you are property and you will obey your masters and show respect. If I have to beat it into you, so be it-" "Fuck you. Fuck all of you," you spat with hatred as you look around eyeing the Bothan and two Twi'leks watching from an archway.

You know you've probably just made things ten times worse for yourself now, judging by your captors dark scowl. But even though your physical strength has abandoned you, your determination to hold onto your dignity is still unwavering. The Nautolan shot up, fury contorting his face. He grabs your shoulders and throws you down on the ground, knocking the wind out of you. Before you can gather your thoughts you hear the dreaded swish, followed by the intense white hot burn radiating across your back. You can no longer scream at this point. The first lashing you'd received brought a pain you'd never experienced.... until now. The pain from the reopening of your slightly healing wounds sends your body into shock and your mind along with it. Your vision blurred, breath caught in your lungs as you convulsed in torment.

It continued for at least another three or four strokes (you couldn't be sure as you were on the verge of unconsciousness), when a deafening explosion ripped through the caves, causing dust to fall down from the crumbly ceilings. "We're under attack!" muffled voices cried out in alarm. The two Twi'leks sprinted off in the direction of the blast, guns in hand. The Nautolan spun around to face the commotion, then turned to the Bothan. "Go!" he screamed, at which the Bothan obeyed. He returned his shocked gaze to you, to see a small smile lift in the corner of your mouth as you looked at him through the corner of your eye on the ground. "He... he's here..." You gasped as you caught your breath.

*****

Din became a raging torrent of fury as he entered the cave, effortlessly taking out the pathetic excuses for guards they had posted. A devilish smirk grew under his visor as he heard panicked voices echo through the cave system. In a matter of seconds a group of men ran towards him through a narrow passageway lit dimly by torches, all firing their blasters only for the streaks of red to bounce off of his Beskar. One shot ricocheted off his armour back to the men, killing one instantly. Din stalked towards them with the unstoppable strength and determination only a predator exerts. In this moment he is probably the most dangerous predator in the galaxy! A brutal and primal being, filled with a burning rage that gives him unmatched focus and agility. As he advances he throws a grenade, obliterating all in it's vicinity. "We're under attack!" Din hears in the distance. He quickly and quietly walks past the bloodied corpses and fallen rocks, following the passage. A series of blasts strike his armour from a small cavern to his left.

Five men scatter around the room like cockroaches, ducking behind crates. Din shoots one in the chest as he leans out to shoot from his hiding place. Once close enough Din launches his Whistling Birds, each one striking their target with deadly accuracy. Upon seeing there are no more threats, Din sweeps back into the corridor. As he rounds a corner he is knocked onto his back by a large, angry Bothan, snarling and tauntuing at his fate. Din leapt to his feet, circling the Bothan. Wielding an axe, the beast goads "Come on, scum!". Din releases hip whipcord, ensnaring the creatures arms and chest, causing him to drop the axe, and sharply pulls him forward. As the Bothan hurtles towards him, Din lowers his head to headbutt his assailant, sending him sprawling to the floor from the sheer impact of the impervious Beskar helmet. Before the Bothan can get up Din fires his flamethrower, burning the writhing, screaming creature to a crisp. The stench of singed hair and burning flesh slightly infiltrates the visor's air control system.

The cave is eerily quiet for a few seconds before the sound of your voice calls out in anguish. "Din!" Quick as a flash Din sprints in the direction of your voice. The tunnel leads to another chasm. All of Din's muscles froze and the world slowed down as he took in the unimaginable sight of you, laying stomach down on the floor, back red from being barbarically ripped open, bruised face turned his way and a Nautolan standing behind you with a blaster pointed at your head. Din's eyes fixated on your haunted and listless eyes. He wanted to cry for you in that moment, for everything you had endured at the the hands of these soulless monsters. Seeing what they had done to you, how they had brutalised and maimed you, (you, the gentlest and most caring person he'd ever met) unleashed an inferno of unbridled rage through every inch of his anatomy.

Killing this mother fucker wasn't going to be enough. First he was going to make him suffer! Din's head snapped towards the Nautolan as he spoke, "Walk away now or she dies!" He tried to sound confident but his wavering voice gave away the fear he tried to mask. "If you kill her there's no place you can hide from me. Just let her go," Din warned in a cold voice, hand gripping his blaster tightly. Through the haze and exhaustion enveloping you, you feel a flood of relief, reassurance and safety. This asshole is no match for one of the galaxies' most deadly warriors. You smile inwardly, knowing Din can easily get you both out of this situation, but a little help can't hurt, right? Finding a reserve of strength you didn't realise you had, you roll your body over (despite the searing pain coursing through your raw skin), sweeping at your abusers ankles with your legs, knocking him off balance. Unable to withstand the throbbing sting as your torn tissues touches the floor you roll back over onto your stomach while the Nautolan cries out in surprise, dropping his blaster as he fights to maintain balance.

A split second later his cries come to a sudden stop as Din shoots him in the stomach, causing him to stumble back and fall down in a pool of blood. He's not dead yet, just as Din wanted it. Din rushes over to him to relieve him of his blaster before he can reach for it. Once the threat has been quelled, Din's attention is solely focused on you. Returning to you, he drops to his knees, hands shaking as he gently cups your bruised cheek. "cyare?" He whispers soothingly through his modulator. "I'm here. I found you. You're safe now." Din's voice was close to breaking, tears filling his eyes. Now that he could see the extent of the damage to your back he felt sick and wished he could have taken it all for you. You slowly force your eyes open, lift your head slightly and smile up into his visor, that beautiful silver and black familiarity you thought you might never see again. "Hey, you," you mumble weakly. "Hey, you," Din replies lovingly but sadly. "You can rest now, I've got you. No-one's going to hurt you again." You sigh and nod, laying your head back down. This time you're not afraid to sleep, knowing Din will be there when you wake.

The Nautolan grunts as he as he clutches his heavily bleeding stomach. Din looks at him, then back to you, specifically at your lacerated back. A fresh wave of anger washes over him, a desperate need to make this fucker pay. On the ground, a couple of feet away from you is the very same instrument that he disfigured and tortured you with. Din strode over to it, picking it up before walking over to the Nautolan who was now propped up against a wall. His head lifted strenuously to meet Din's silent and unnerving gaze. Din gripped the whip in both hands, white knuckled under his leather gloves and shaking with rage. He looked once more at your butchered back. Each angry, red laceration a confirmation of the cruelty this kriffin mud scuffer had unleashed upon you. Now he'll feel what it's like! Din looked at him, enjoying the look of abject horror on his face as he realised what this unrelenting Mandalorian is about to do.

Grabbing his ankle, Din pulled the wriggling and begging Nautolan into another cavern. He didn't want you to witness this if you woke up. "Please don't!!" the Nautolan begged as Din released his leg and stood over him. This piece of Bantha Fodder actually had the audacity to appeal for mercy, when he so obviously denied you that courtesy! It made Din's blood boil, hearing those deplorable pleas. Din kicked the Nautolan onto his stomach. He howled as Din brought the whip down on him again and again and again. Din didn't need to rip his shirt open. The ferocity in which he dealt each blow was enough to tear the shirt to pieces. Din released his fury through every lash he delivered. If he could have counted every incision on your back he would have dealt out 10 lashes for each one! No amount of justice would ever suffice. Only when the Nautolan stopped screaming did Din finish him off. Bringing the Darksabre from his belt, Din lowered it and ignited it in front of the Nautolan so he could see his impending death. The Darksabre thrummed with absolute energy, sending vibrations through Dins wrist. Din raised it above his head and brought it down onto the Nautolans neck, severing his head from his body as easily as a hot knife gliding through butter. Din sheathed the Darksabre, clipping it back to his belt and took deep, long breaths, steadying his racing heart. He hurried back to where you lay unconscious. With great care to touch your wounds as little as possible, he tenderly scooped you up into his arms, holding you close. "It's all over, Meshla," Din cooed as he brought his helmet to your ear. "I'm taking you home."

*****

Slowly your senses return. Your eyes feel heavy but your body feels relaxed. Wherever you are, it's silent but in a serene way. As you regain more consciousness you're aware that you're laying on something.... no, someone, soft and warm. You feel the gentle rise and lower of a chest and strong arms wrapped around you, smoothing soft strokes up and down your forearm. A smell of gunpowder, leather and musk fills your nostrils. You'd know that smell anywhere. It takes a few more moments to be able to peel your heavy eyelids open. You hum and smile as you shift slightly to look up at your Mandalorian. All of his beskar has been shed apart from his helmet, even his gloves have gone. Feeling him like this, hearing his slow rhythmic heartbeat brings you a peace unlike anything you've felt before. He's slightly propped up against a headboard, gently cradling you against his body and you couldn't imagine a more perfect moment.

Din looks down at you, realising you've woken up. "Cayre?" Din's voice is filled with love and relief. "How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?" You are confused as the answer you find yourself giving is not the one you expected. "I feel.... um.... great actually" you reply in complete surprise. Your back had been ripped to shreds over and over. How can there be no pain? You find the strength to sit up, albeit very slowly, and wind an arm around to feel your back. "How?... What?...." you struggle to find the words. "I brought you to a friends' house," Din explains as you now take in the expansive bedroom you are both in. "He has a state of the art Bacta tank. Your wounds are healed. There will be a bit of permanent scarring and you still need to rest for a bit, but you'll be okay now." "How long was I in there?" you ask in awe, running your hands up and down your back, shocked by the absence of pain. "You spent most of yesterday in and out of there. It took a few several hour sessions to fully heal you," Din answered while tenderly holding your jaw and running his thumb over the apple of your cheek.

As you stare into his visor you feel his eyes fixed on yours and are overwhelmed with a wash of emotions; Love, relief, gratitude, all for the man in front of you. The man who saved you and loves you. Your eyes feel hot as uncontrollable tears burst from them and you wrap your arms around Din's neck, burying your face beneath his helmet. "Thank you, for.... everything," you weep in sheer relief, "I was afraid I might never see you again." Din brought his arms back around you, pulling you into his body once again, hands gripping the back of your shirt as he made a silent promise to himself that if it ever needed to be, he would give his life to protect you from here on out. "I would have torn the galaxy apart to find you, Meshla!" Din declared with determination. "I love you so much" "I love you too, Din, more than you'll ever know," You gushed through your tears while cupping the back of his helmet. Din rubbed your back soothingly as you let out all the trauma of the past few days. He rocked you and whispered comforting words for as long as you needed.

You had no idea that under his visor his own tears fell for you. His heart shattered at your broken sobs and shaking body. He wished he could go back in time and make those bastards pay all over again. Din's tender embrace slowly helped to bring you back to yourself, your trembling body relaxing and your breaths returning to a normal rhythm as you focused on the sound of his heartbeat. Once you had calmed down, you realised just how hungry you now feel. It's been days since you've eaten. "I'm hungry," you whispered through a strained voice-box. "Stay here," Din softly insisted, "I'll bring you some food. I'll tell Bobba and Fennec you're awake." "Bobba Fett?" you asked, raising your eyebrows in surprise. You'd heard of the new ruler and his right hand woman from some locals at the cantina. "You have some powerful friends there, Din," you smiled. "That I do," Din chuckled.

*****

After another day of rest it was time to say goodbye to your generous hosts. They'd welcomed you like you were family. You instantly gravitated to Bobba and his fatherly aura. He may have had tounges wagging about how dangerous he is but behind that image it was obvious he has a kind heart. And the more time you spent talking to Fennec, the more your respect for her grew. She's tough and loyal to those closest to her. After explaining the whole ordeal to them, Bobba swore that if there's even a whisper of slave traders operating on Tatooine in the future, he Fennec and their men would find them and make examples of them so that none would dare venture here again. The four of you walked outside the entrance of the palace to where Din had landed the Crest. "I can't thank you both enough," you gushed at Bobba and Fennec as you gave them both long lasting hugs. "I'm sorry we had to meet under such dire circumstances," Bobba responded in his fatherly tone you'd grown to like. "But still, it's been a pleasure, little one." Fennec smiled, "Stay safe." "You too, you nodded while returning the smile.

Din approached Bobba and the two men clasped arms in brotherly camaraderie. "I don't know how I can ever repay you," Din's voice shock with emotion and gratitude. "There's no need, friend," Bobba assured. "You're welcome here any time." Bobba now looked at you, Both of you," he amended. "Any friend of Mando's is a friend of mine." Din lowered the ramp and put his arm around your shoulders. "Shall we?" he gestured to the ship. "Goodbye, and thank you again," you said once more with tears in your eyes. "Safe travels," Bobba replied. With a nod of Din's head, he turned to lead you onboard. The ramp hissed closed behind you. "Welcome home, Meshla." Din purred. You've never been so happy to see the Razor Crest, your home, but at the same time you still felt that pang in your heart, the silence of the Crest reminding you of the little Green Beans' absence. You settle into the co-pilots chair appreciating and absorbing the familiarity you feard you'd never have again. "Din?" "Hmmm..." he answered. "I've been thinking, why don't we visit Grogu soon. Just to see how he's doing?" you ask, hopefully. A small laugh slips from Din's vocoder. "I'd really like that." The knowledge that you'd soon see the child you have come to think of as your own son brought a big smile to your face. "And maybe now we can finally have that talk? I still have so much I want to tell you." Din turned and held your hand, "Of course cyare," he smiled adoringly at you under his helmet. "I do too."

#pedro pascal #din djarin fanfiction #mando x you #the mandalorian fanfiction #din x reader

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rainbowcrowley · 5 months

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for the good omens ask game— a lot since you said you’re traveling! 1, 3, 9, 11, 16, 19, 23, 24!

oh, what an honour to get an ask from op! :D thanks! strap yourselves in this is gonna be a looong one!

1. when did you first watch/discover good omens, and how did you find out about it?

i actually first heard about it after the first or second trailer for s1 dropped! idk how and when exactly that was (it's been a while) but i remember thinking 'oh i gotta watch this, it looks funny and has david tennant in it'. guess what. i didn't watch it until s2 came out and the entire internet was screaming about it. so i finally caved, asked for my friends amazon account (bc she had a prime account) and gave it a shot – the rest is history.

3. have you created any fanart or fanfiction, or really any content for the fandom?

i have created some gifs! you can find them here

9. have you seen any other work by david tennant and/or michael sheen?

oh yeah LOADS. i've been a fan of DT since i first watched doctor who back in 2011? or 2012? and i've seen the twilight saga films lots of times (aro was always a fave).

now, After-GO, i've seen/listened to a lot of davids stuff (like idk, 50 or 60%? which is a lot bc he has done soo much things) and i'm currently "working on" michaels filmography :) 'm watching masters of sex atm and i just bought tickets for the cinema run of Nye, since i wasn't able to see it in person when i was in london 2 weeks ago, sadly.

11. what is (if you read) your favourite type of human au for good omens? (ex. coffee shop au, surgeons au, plant store au

i adored almost every human au i've read so far!! but the two i'm obsessed with are that one actors au everyone and their mother knows and read (Slow Show on ao3, don't have a link rn sorryy) and the formula 1 au (idk how that happened, i don't even watch f1, it's just so good) i'm currently reading.

16. do you know anyone irl who has also watched good omens?

UHM YEAH but that's because i made them watch it lmao. a few of my close friends, that is. but besides them... nope.

19. have you ever read the crowley therapy fic (the most-read fic in the fandom)?

yep! i took me a while bc it was... A Lot but i finished it a few weeks ago. let's say it fucking destroyed me yup yup ✌🏻

23. what's a good omens headcanon that you considered canon?

idk if this is considered a headcanon but... they kissed in 1941. 100%.

24. what's a theory for season 3 that you NEED to be included?

hmm i'm not sure. like, i really like all those theories going around, but i'm traumatised by bbc sherlock so i'm trying not to get my hopes up lmao. again idk if that's considered a headcanon or theory, but i think we're likely gonna see (parts of) crowleys fall and i think it will also play a part in the plot. also: book of life shenanigans. and bamf aziraphale dismantling heaven (and hell). OH and a part 3 of 1941. (maybe a kiss...? 👉🏻👈🏻). yeah.

ask game for people in the good omens fandom!

#ask games #answered #midnights-dragon #good omens

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icestar-74 · 1 year

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Shizaya Week 2023

Day 8 Free Day Part 1/7

Shizuo: "Hey! It's Shizuo and Fleabag here! We've recently heard that someone wanted a tour of our home."

Izaya: "Hey Protozan, don't smoke indoors. Yes, we decided that this week dedicated to us would be perfect time to show it all off."

Izaya: "I would like to start by showcasing my new rug. It's actually a coffee coaster. We purchased it from a local coffee shop and thought it was the PERFECT addition!"

Shizuo: "Right here we have our cat Foofoo. It doesn't do much..."

Izaya: "Stop smoking Shizu-chan! Don't make me come over there."

Izaya: "This is one of my favorite chairs. Believe it or not it's made out of a dish towel and the bottom of a soda bottle! If you look closely, you can see the ripples at the bottom."

Shizuo: "This couch is from a dish towel and sponges! I think there is foam board too. It's the perfect size for us. We'd like to buy a legit one but the sizing isn't ever right and they tend to be pricey."

Izaya: "These books here were bought as a set. Not sure why we have them still. We know Shizu-chan can't read!"

Shizuo: "This might be the perfect time to show my stop sign! Get over here!"

Izaya: "Ope gotta run! Next we'll show you the kitchen."

Shizuo: "Get back here you dick head!"

A note from me!

The flooring here is made up of samples from the home improvement stores. I just got a bunch and cut them into strips. The wallpaper is made of scrap book paper. Everything is stuck on with doublesided tape. It's easy to remove for remodeling if needed.

If anyone ever has questions about my house or the things in it, please ask. My inbox is always open :D

Next I'll show the kitchen. Tiny food for them is my favorite thing!

#durarara #shizaya #izaya orihara #shizuo heiwajima #drrr #izaya #shizuo #figmas #doll house #icestar74 #shizayaweek2023 #thank you Nelka!#Dollhouse #livingroom show case

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zegredo · 1 year

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S2E1 scene 2: Maggie's Rent

Description of the scene with dialogues and comments:

Aerial view of the city, present times, london. The camera pans over crowded streets and sidewalks, it's a bright day. You can see a line of cars and people next to the bookstore.

The bookstore is closed to customers, there is a note in the door that Aziraphale comes for. It stands under the light and reads

A: "Dear Mr. Fell, There is something about which I need to speak with you an a maters of some… ugrency?" Urgency

A: "yours very faithfully. Maggie (in the record shop next door)"

We were shown a close-up of the screen for a spelling error. The note is in an invoice print described as the small back room.

We see the interior of Maggie's shop in warm red and beige colors. Maggie stands behind the car-styled counter, looks at the folded phone, sobs dry. He closes the flip of the phone, puts it down, hears the sound of the doorbell ringing as the door opens.

Aziraphale enters the store, we see the overhead light on, the lights on the car/counter and a red light behind Maggie. There are no other customers in the store.

A: Hello, Maggie

Shot on Maggie, wearing a white collared blouse, pin-up girl headband, teal sweater, looking sadly to the side, smiling as Aziraphale greets her.

A: I got your note.

Aziraphale looks around the store, Rat Kaith album in the background :) Maggie stands up, joins her hands (she has gold rings on her hand, one with a hole in the color of the sweater and two gold less decorative ones on the little finger and on the middle finger)

M: I thought you, well, M: it's been such a rough couple of years, M: beterrn the lockdowns and the internet orders not comming and…

Maggie sighs, while Aziraphale walks around the store and we see a close-up of Maggie's face and her gold earrings. Are they wing shaped?

M: I can be out of here in two weeks. A: Out of here? A: Why? A: Don't you like it anymore?

Aziraphale asks and the title "the walking sham…" (and Rat Keith) is in the background

M: Oh, Mr. Fell, I love this shop! M: I've loved it since I was a baby, But… M: I know how behind I am on rent. A: Well that's entirely my fault for not collecting the rent A: There A: Now, I believe you said A: you were getting in some Shostakovich records for me.

Says Aziraphale and walks over to the counter.

M: I can't pay the rent M: I'm so sorry. M: I can be out of here next week. M: I just have to pack it all up.

Says Maggie, sobbing dryly and taking the record mentioned by Aziraphale in her hand.

A: Maggie, if you were out of here, A: where would I get my records?

An expression of fear appears on Angel's face that she is serious about being locked up.

A: Finding the 78s is much harder than the long players, A: and frankly I wouldn't know where to start M: I don't have the money A: Maggie

says Azirafel and starts a gesture with his hand at the level of the body and gives us a nervous laugh. Something he does when he comes up with a way out of a situation on a regular basis. We'll see this gesture a few more times this season.

A: what if I were to just A: take these Shostakovich records A: without paying for them? A: And we'll call it even

Says Aziraphale with his eyes wide open as he does when he is satisfied with his ideas.

M: And those you thousands of pounds in rent! M: Those records would cost you eight pounds.

Maggie says, trying not to laugh. We see a shot of her desk and can get a better view of the smiley emoji in the background on the wall.

A: Eight pounds and 75 pence. M: [laughs] You can't just forgive me eight months'rent A: Oh, I can. I'm very good at forgivness A: It's one of my favorite things A: Now, you have paid your rent, A: I have my music,

We see a close-up of Shostakovich's Symphony No. 5 in D minor performed by The New York Symphony Orchestra op.47

A: and I know exactly what I'll be doing for the next 21 minutes

Aziraphale heads for the door, Maggie brings her hands to her mouth and laughs in relief.

Chekov's shotgun/Red herring/Occam's razor/Foreshadowing - or what clues we have and what this scene is for

Aziraphale doesn't want changes in his environment, he likes (classical) music and doesn't care about money. For several months, he does not ask for payment, which means that he does not go after people for money.

We learn that one of Aziraphale's favorite things is forgiving and that he is a landlord who rents space, thus theoretically earning money in a human way.

We meet Maggie, who has been "in the area" since she was a child, because she loves this store for so long (later we will find out that this place is inherited from the founder Grandma), that she has no customers, that she has no money and does not pay, and that she makes language mistakes. Her clothes, similarly to Azirafał's clothes, are stylized for the "older period" - Maggie's aesthetics brings to mind pin-up girls.

Questions:

Why did Maggie slip a note instead of just come and talk?

Why did she write it on the invoice? That is why it was decided to prepare an invoice printout?

Why does Maggie seem artificial (to me) in this scene. She's not a bad actress

Why this symphony?

why 21? The longplay is up to 30 minutes long, the symphony lasts almost an hour

What does Maggie live on if she doesn't make money? Outside the store, he has to pay for housing and food.

Have we seen this store before in shots of seasons 1 and 2?

Why does Maggie make a typo? Is it just red herring or a reference to demons? Or maybe Crowley's mirriing, who then also has a problem with the variety?

Why is it suddenly urgent to talk about payment after 8 months?

Hypotheses:

Simple answer: The door was locked. Second answer: She couldn't get in.

Money, retribution and difficulties with it are important to the story

This is a deliberate choice of the screenwriters

I'll just throw a few meta and music itself searches in here. in short: he composed during the repressions of the Soviet Union. He composed fearing for the lives of his loved ones, because his views were not in line with the Party's line

Is this a reference to the soul from the movie 21 grams?

Maggie isn't human, she doesn't need the money (or food), or the store is beyond her needs, she only has enough to survive

We later learn that Maggie's Grandma originally displayed merchandise at Aziraphale's Store, but we know she was no longer there in the 1940s.

It is just red herring. 8b. or a reference to demons 8c Or maybe Crowley's mirriing, who then also has a problem with the variety

Maybe it's just that the next payment is coming up, it's the ninth month. To remember:

Behind maggie is a calendar with the date 2021

Masterpost

The post will probably be edited and linked to subsequent posts. The post is written in my native language (not English) and automatically translated, but the dialogues are transcribed from Amazon's transcript.

#good omens series 2 #good omemes #go season 2 #good omens analysis #good omens prime #give me good omens 3 or give me death #good omens spoiler

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So. I've played Scarlet for a week now.

I told myself I'd talk about the performance side of the game after about a week of gaming, and well...

It was fine at first, then I started having issues. Nothing incredibly bad so far for me, but the fps dips noticably when visiting towns, and the slowdown is just, distracting :D Also, it has the same issue BDSP had with each encounter taking a while to trigger for some reason?

I've seen some weird glitches from time to time on different social medias, but I've not seen any on my screen.... but I did encounter one on my sis' screen! Where my character went all... spinning foot and no human proptions in sight :DDDDD hilarious.

Also noticed that co-op sessions can either show everything that's happening with your partner in real time or... not show them at all lol. Example, if I'm seeing my sis encage in a battle, I'll see it actually happen, with pokeball throws and all. But if I have turned away at the moment my sis encages in a battle, I'll only see her standing with a bubble on top of her haid. I found this a bit jarring :'D Otherwise the co-op sessions have been a lot of fun and better than I expected, and I like how wild tera 'mon are client side, so one cannot steal them from another. I wonder if its the same with shinies...

Another thing I've noticed is that the longer you play, the less likely are some of the animations in tera raid and picnic and so on to be working correctly. So many times I'm missing an animation sequence and it looks terrible lol.

Anywho! Performance is janky, but I can tell this is a game made with love either way. Had it had more time to actually fully realise all the ideas (like the menu stores, rarely any enterable buildings and no huge amount of fashion feels like decisions based on having not enough time and needing to cut something to make the overall experience still work), it would be a perfect game for sure. I certainly, STRONGLY hope that they'll give us a patch before the end of the year, because I have heard that one music track is actually bugged at late-game and I don't wanna reach that point before its patched and reported to work.

But that's all!

#aleira plays sv #sv spoilers #pokemon #pokegames #pokemon sv #pokemon scarlet violet #pokemon scarlet and violet #discussions

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Woman Fired After Unknowingly Cussing at Company Owner Outside of Work — "Representation Is Key"

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932

A company owner took to TikTok to ask if he should fire a worker who unknowingly cussed at him outside of work.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932A self-described "young professional" TikToker by the name of Doc, who posts under the handle @thelife2932, posed a question to other users on the platform about an experience he had with an employee outside of work. The encounter was so bad, he wanted to immediately have the woman fired.Article continues below advertisement

The owner, Doc, explained that the woman was being loud and cursing while on the phone.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Doc clarified that he's a vice president at the company in question, and he saw a female employee wearing a company badge. According to OP, the worker's behavior wasn't representing the company well, because she was speaking loudly on the phone and cursing up a storm.

The woman didn't take kindly to Doc's suggestion to watch her language and take off her work badge.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Doc says he asked the employee to mind her language or remove the badge from her clothing, and the employee responded by telling him to "f--- off." His immediate impulse was to fire the woman, but he wanted to know what other TikTokers thought about the situation.Article continues below advertisement

"I have a quick question..."

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Doc says in the video: "Y'all, I'm extremely tired but I have a quick question. I run to the grocery store to grab something for dinner and while there, standing next to me is a young lady. And the young lady has a work badge on for the company in which I'm a VP for . She is on the phone, she's 'MFer this' and 'B this' and extremely loud and inappropriate."Article continues below advertisement

"Representation is key and you never know who you're around."

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932The TikToker continued, "So I say to her kindly, maybe she should continue her conversation in private or at least remove her work badge, because representation is key and you never know who you're around. She turns around and tells me to 'f--- o--.' So my question is: next week, do I call her and her supervisor into my office because I was a stranger and she doesn't know me to express where I'm coming from...?"Article continues below advertisement

He then asked followers whether he should fire the woman over the incident or give her a second chance.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932He then posed some other possible responses: "...or do I just let it go or do I just let her go? I'm...very straightforward. Training is there. Manuals are there. Do your job, represent us well, we'll never have a problem. I don't know. The old me would just say, 'see ya later,' The new me is kinda "I don't know." What do you guys think?"Article continues below advertisement

Folks had mixed opinions, with some suggesting her behavior outside of work isn't any of Doc's concern.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Folks had a variety of responses to the clip. Some said he should leave the woman alone and that her behavior outside of work isn't any of Doc's concern.Article continues below advertisement

Others said he should probably fire her right away.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Some mentioned that he should probably fire her right away, but many said the incident was better used as a teachable moment for the young woman and that a meeting with her would ultimately help him decide how to handle the situation.Article continues below advertisement

Many believed her behavior in the meeting would be key.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932In general, folks thought if she had a positive reaction to the meeting and seemed to understand where Doc is coming from, he would learn everything he needed to know about the woman's personality, and thus her potential at work.Article continues below advertisement

Some labelled it as a "teachable moment."

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932"This is definitely a teachable moment," one commenter wrote.Article continues below advertisement

For those sitting on the edge of their seat, Doc provided an update.

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932Doc revealed in a follow-up TikTok video that he ultimately decided to discuss the incident with the employee and her supervisor. He scheduled a meeting, but the employee decided not to go as she didn't deem it "worth her time."Her supervisor ultimately decided to fire her after that interaction.Article continues below advertisement

What do you think?

Source: TikTok | @thelife2932What do you think? Was Doc taking the initial situation at the grocery store too seriously and therefore at fault for the situation? Or do you think he was right to take issue with her behavior outside of work since she was wearing a badge with the company name on it? Source link Read the full article

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seanrrwilkins · 2 years

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Why is data strategy to product management?

This is most of a reply I posted on Reddit the other day.

The OP was asking about the importance of data and analytics to PMs and product management as a whole.

In recent client engagements I'm seeing that PMs are overly reliant in simple 3P tracking tools like GA or MixPanel, which only give you a fraction of the available data.

They're totally missing opportunities around zero and first party data.

As an example, think of a link sharing tool like Bitly.

From the outside you're able to see this data:

Link URL

Link Origination Data

# of clicks

This is pretty much what you would expect from just looking at data from a 3P tool like GA, right?

But you're missing out on a TON of extra data that can be used for insights, planning and growth across product, marketing, sales, CX and more.

So, what should we look for?

It has to start at the brief with the PM setting the end to end vision for what data will be thrown off via user engagement and transactions.

If you think through the end to end link sharing experience, let's look at all the other data that could be available for the business, and possibly the users.

A. Link Creator

Profile Data: name, location, personal or professional account, profession, role, company, time since last log-in, time since last link creation, # of links created, # of referrals made, # of people engaging with the links and more.

Membership Types: paid or free? personal or professional? Single or team member?

B. Link Creation

Date Created

Location: IP, region, country, state/city/DMA

Device: mobile vs desktop, browser type

App or Browser based?

Uploaded Content Type(based on file type), File Size

C. Link Sharing/Distribution

Where: email, sms, other platforms, geos? When: time of day/month, time from creation to distribution D. Link Receivers

Geo/Locations

Receiving/Engaged Platform # of clicks/engagements

Reshares?

Existing Member/Customer: free or paid? single or professional

Unknown/Prospect Cookied/Tracked?

Matched to 3P Platforms like FB, GOOG, LR, etc?

All of this is actionable zero and first party data that can be used to build a richer customer profile, audience value, organic growth targeting and forecasting, net new customer acquisition funnels, product usage/value insights and a ton more.

To make this a reality, PMs need to define this with the data and ENG teams to make sure the data is captured and stored in a manner and place it's accessible to other teams like growth/marketing, sales, CX and finance can better leverage it.

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ok but imagine y/n & johnny being assigned to some suburb as husband and wife to gather? idk something about surveilling a suspects home life etc. and just the mr & mrs smith vibes of it all. trying to fit in with the neighbors. setting down some sort of roots. trying to cozy up to the suspects family. maybe even jaehyun coming to visit every so often as johnny's "step brother" and just the potential chaos of a neighbor maybe seeing y/n and jaehyun through a window and being scandalized.

i'm genuinely dying rn because while this scenario did not come up in what i currently am writing for the d&s crew it is absolutely perfectly aligned with it. like this is scarily perfect to the point that i need to know if we've synced brain waves?

thank you for planting this seed i hope you don't mind me using it in the future [lemme know if i can give you credit even if you just want to pick an anon emoji]

i'm on my first ever watch through of The Americans and spy power couple in suburbia is such a fantastic trope, i love the tension of persona vs identity. Don't Worry Darling was a disappointment but it got me thinking about how the dark suburbia cliches used could be done more meaningfully. also dating myself here but my life was inexorably changed by The X-Files s6 ep 15 Arcadia (the real monster of the week are HOAs) and Scully's constant exasperation at Mulder's in-jokes--which is something Johnny would be relentless at, so he's the perfect suggestion for this

as always with this trio it would have to be sex comedy with dark elements and maybe a little more weird? it would be incredibly funny to have the whole thing go sideways on multiple levels including an increasing escalation of violence

here's how i imagine this playing out (under the cut for spoilers):

this is a long-term assignment/infiltration and one of director lee's "special projects" i.e. team-building exercise for the throuple. unbeknownst to them the agency has a secret betting pool on how badly this can go (the winner is someone who put a worst case scenario so outlandish it was supposed to be a joke)

johnny and y/n are currently in the middle of a minor disagreement on their approach for this op--maybe someone wanted to "borrow" a kid to make it legitimate and the other put a kibosh on that based on the stakes being higher. or we're just dealing with a petty argument about the level of lethality involved. (i have another idea but don't want to spoil current wip). they're bickering behind closed doors and duking it out in subtext every time they're forced to play their roles

jaehyun is running surveillance and infiltrating houses. for validity of him being in the neighborhood from time-to-time, he's brought in at the "Johnson's" housewarming party/backyard BBQ as the blue collar handyman brother-in-law. they can get into more homes now, but he's also finding that every sink repair or ceiling fan light bulb replacement has him dealing with escalating attempts at being seduced. our best boy is now the unwilling target for every future divorcee on the block

johnny ends up forced to participate in a variety of Stepford Husband-like activities to get access to more information/be inducted into some kind of club, leaving y/n frequently at home pretending to be a housewife and growing increasingly more sick of the assignment. and also maybe just a little (a lot) jealous when she hears the gossip about/is questioned about her "brother-in-law" by the other wives at the hair salon, grocery store, etc

cue y/n inviting jaehyun to do some household repairs and initiating a little role-playing scenario straight out of a bad porno. unbeknownst to them of course (or maybe knownst!) they are caught in a very lurid scene by one of jaehyun's new fans peeking through the window. (i'd absolutely have to write this from the POV of the nosy neighbor--it would be too funny to pass up)

gossip spreads, suddenly its common knowledge. but--here's the kicker--johnny gets into the good old boy's club where it's revealed that they're one of *those* communities where cuckolding and exhibitionism are a bit of a collective turn-on. a little bit eyes wide shut/bohemian grove/society type escalation of weird beyond sex stuff

now it's the three of them versus a neighborhood--a little public shunning of course, but mostly under siege from those who want to get them to participate in some kind of bacchanalian ritual. a perfect opportunity to get into the head honchos' house but also a perfect set-up for things to go absolutely and horribly wrong . . .

we're talking actual violence and maybe a little murder and mayhem under the cover of whatever anonymity those ritual masks provide. all of it conveniently walked away from by the fact that this can't become public information although it will certainly add to conspiracy theory fodder

the morning after has them pretending to be moving out/getting a divorce. definitely will need to end on the agreement that they're never setting foot in a planned community ever again

#hex peach answers #nct smut #dark&stormy scenario #future wips

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trustallabout · 2 years

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Unity web player games free

UNITY WEB PLAYER GAMES FREE HOW TO

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Unity multiplayer games work in the following way: first, a player starts a game as host (by selecting LAN Host). In this tutorial we are going to use the LAN Host and LAN Client options. The Network Manager HUD shows a simple HUD for the players to connect to a game.įor example, if you play the game now, you should see the following screen: This object will be responsible for managing for connecting different clients in a game and synchronizing the game objects among all clients. In order to have a multiplayer game, we need a GameObject with the NetworkManager and NetworkManagerHUD components, so let’s create one. Try running the game now and you should see the space background in the game. In the BackgroundImage we only need to set the Source Image, which will be the space one. This way the Canvas will appear in the background, and not in front of the other objects. Then, we are going to set its UI Scale Mode to Scale With Screen Size. In the BackgroundCanvas, we need to set its Render Mode to be Screen Space – Camera (remember to attach your Main Camera to it). We can do that by creating a new Image in the Hierarchy, and it will automatically create a new Canvas (rename it to BackgroundCanvas). The first thing we are going to do is creating a background canvas to show a background image.

UNITY WEB PLAYER GAMES FREE CODE

You can download the tutorial source code files here. Go to the Asset Store ( Window > Asset Store) and download “Mirror”. In the Sprite Editor (shown below), you need to open the slice menu and click in the Slice button, with the slice type as automatic. In order to do that, we need to set the Sprite Mode as Multiple and open the Sprite Editor. However, some of those sprites are in spritesheets, such as the enemies spritesheets, and they need to be sliced. Unity Inspector will automatically import them to your project. In order to do that, create a folder called Sprites and copy all sprites to this folder. However, nobody has responded to ompuco's issue from October, so I wanted to post here as another six months and these games may be completly gone forever.Before starting reading the tutorial, you need to create a new Unity project and import all sprites available through the source code. Yes, I know this issue was raised on the GitHub issue tracker. Thank to anyone who even bothered to read all this, looking forward to getting to know more fellow devs and indie gamers. however I'm afraid this post is actually more important to me at the moment, especially since it's time sensitive. I have been holding off being active on any site for indie gaming as I have several things that have been in the works for years I plan on releasing in 2018 right outta nowhere like an RKO. I apologize for the rant, as well as this being my first post.

UNITY WEB PLAYER GAMES FREE HOW TO

I know I'm a broken record saying I would very much like to hear how to go about this, but hopefully it is clear this is important to me, and I can imagine most people here understand why, even if it is a bit excessive! XD There are dozens of silly prototypes and couch co-op games that I have fond memories of as well as talk about to my fellow devs and gamer friends almost every day. It's impossible to download the file if it isn't loaded in the plugin, so that's why this is an issue.

UNITY WEB PLAYER GAMES FREE OFFLINE

unit圓d file for offline play in the future. At the same time I want to voice some way of obtaining the. I can understand if Itch is trying to completely move away from the web player format all together. With tech like the web player so old as it is, there will only be so much more time left to use old builds of web browsers just to utilize even older plugins. I just found out Firefox and several other browsers are making NPAPI completely unusable like Chrome in early 2018. So, what I'm getting at is I would very much like to get a few of these games while still possible. The massive collection of freeware games I have has been essential to starting friendships and opening up a common ground with people I otherwise wouldn't get to do. It never fails to surprise me how many gamer's not only are unaware of how big the indie scene is, but how vast the freeware gaming scene is these days too. I have been developing games myself the last five years or so and a lot of the games made by developers on here, or I discovered through here are extremely nostalgic for me and important in the way any good video game is to a gamer.

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I have been passionate about freeware gaming since 2007, and have around ten thousand freeware PC games on my backup drive today. It may seem silly, but I would very much like to download some of these little gems. At first I thought Web Player had been completely removed even past Chrome doing so years ago, but just recently connected the dots that the only games that don't load are on here. It appears to me Itchio has made all Unity Web Player games (Not WebGL) refuse to load in, even when using an appropriate browser to do so.

#Unity web player games free

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zeltqz · 2 years

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who’s caving first? || haruchiyo sanzu.

S U M M A R Y: When Sanzu only wants to spend time with his sister to get to her best friend .

W A R N I N G S - oral sex (face sitting), haruchiyo is desperate, so is reader, senju is innocent bless her, rough sex, fem!reader, pet names, teasing, sexual tension, slight enemies to lovers —you gotta squint tho—

W O R D C O U N T - 6K YEEAH

N O T E S - im actually really proud of this. HEHEHE HOPE U GUYS LIKE <333333. Also if there’s any typos pls ignore. I’m so tired rn

T A G G I N G - @magentaviolette @gajeelstan @nalyana @luvhaitani @keisaint @imjustaweirdnerd

“…chiyo. Haruchiyo!”

Sanzu snaps his head up to his sister as she’s giving him a confused yet disappointed look. “What?”

“What?” Senju scoffs, “what do you mean what? You asked to come over for ‘bonding time’, now you’re not even paying attention!! What the hell Haruuuu--“

Ugh. She’s whining again. Haruchiyo fights the urge to tell her to shut up, instead he puts on his best poker face. “Sorry, I got a little distracted.” He continues swiping the egg wash on the crust of the pastry.

“Hm, with what?” Senju rolls the dough between her hands, cringing at the way the flour sticks under her acrylics. It’s going to be a pain to clean that up later.

“My…thoughts.”

He’s not lying. If his thoughts were a person called Y/N, then he’s on point. It’s hard for him to focus on literally anything from the way at this angle he’s standing at, he has perfect access to Senju’s backyard. By the pool, you’re too engrossed by your phone to notice the way he is staring at you from over the top of Senju’s head.

Ah, great. He’s distracted again, too focused on the way your feet are kicking the water from where you sit at the pool ledge. Each splash generates a ripple that flows for a couple seconds before disbanding. It’s not the water physics he’s distracted by.

It’s what you’re wearing .

Of course it wouldn’t be appropriate to be wearing something baggy and flimsy during summer—especially if you’re by a pool. But you really didn’t have to wear something so revealing. It’s killing him inside knowing that you’re off limits because you’re ‘Senju’s friend’. That stupid rule made by literally nobody but society. He’s not sure if Senju cares or not if he fucks you, but it’s still an awkward thing to ask someone.

Sanzu looks down at the small bowl where the egg wash is—was. Now empty as he’s been mindlessly brushing the liquid onto each pastry that Senju placed onto the tray.

“Oh, is it finished?” Senju has to place her hands on the counter to lift herself up a little bit to see over the bowl from where its placed by Haruchiyo. The empty carton of eggs next to his hands also catching her eye. “We ran out of eggs too… Y/N!”

“What?!” You call from outside, still engrossed in your phone. The slightest faintest smile is on your face as you bite your lip reading your messages.

Haruchiyo can feel his fingers tighten against the handle of the basting brush. His lips curling downwards into a frown, eyes narrowing when he sees you giggle into your palm. Who the fuck are you talking to--

“I need you to go to the store for me!” Senju’s loud voice reminds Haruchiyo to keep his poker face back up, masking his true hidden intentions, the real reason why he came here.

No, he doesn’t care about bonding time with his sister, nor does he care for some goddamn pastries. What he does care about, is getting a taste of you, a glimmer of body underneath him, hear your moans as he fucks you slowly—or do you like it rough and hard? He can feel his cock twitch in his pants when you enter through the sliding doors, readjusting your bikini top straps over your shoulder. He doesn’t miss the way the strap exposed a little bit of your right boob from the movement.

“Store? For what?” You don’t pay Haruchiyo anymind at all, and he doesn’t like it. Maybe because you know what he’s here for or maybe because you just don’t like him. The second option seems more appropriate—the first option would only suffice if you were a mind-reader or psychic (highly unlikely).

It’s safe to say that Haruchiyo isn’t the most approachable person. You initially tried to become his friend now that you were best friends with his sister, but he never showed you any mind.

Maybe it’s because of the way you dressed? Looking back, three years ago, you weren’t the best dressed… only wearing baggy shirts and trousers to cover up because the boys at your school were complete total perverts. Senju understood, she even joined you in the baggy shirt gang club whatever stupid nickname you both called it.

It was dumb, you looked homeless at times, wearing clothes twice your size with no makeup done because who were you trying to impress? That’s probably the reason you think Haruchiyo doesn’t like you.

According to Haruchiyo’s sources—it was correct. He hated the way you dressed, because you reminded him of his god-awful sister. The two of you would wear the same hideously big clothes and it just looked awful. He hated it. He hated you. He hated his sister.

Hanging out with the Haitani’s (not willingly—it was more mandatory by Manjiro, to get along for the ‘gang’s sake’) altered his taste in women. Haruchiyo was never one to chase after a woman, like Ran’s sorry ass, or go on his knees and propose to a girl like Rindou’s desperate ass.

But it was quite clearly obvious that the three of them lived very different lifestyles. Haruchiyo had a simple timetable to follow. Fight. Kill (sometimes). Eat. Sleep. Repeat.

Boring lifestyle—sure. But he was satisfied.

The Haitani’s, on the other hand. Go out. Party. Clubs. Sleep with a random chick from said club. Sleep (especially Ran). Simp (cough Rindou). Repeat. It was crazy, but they aren’t called the Rulers of Roppongi for no reason.

It was tiring at first, being out with them almost all day until Ran decided it was time for his slumber. But gradually, he started to enjoy it. He even found himself attending a club on his own once. After a lapdance from one girl and a bunch of hickies from another (at the same time), he then came to the realisation that he loves women.

Loves them so, so much.

So when he saw you, without that ridiculous outfit, for the first time. His dick twitched, and he knew what time it was. Sadly enough…the damage was already done. You hated his guts and you assumed he still hated yours after three years of slandering you along with his pain in the ass sister.

It was a bit hurtful, to hear those crude comments about your clothes.The only thing keeping you afloat was you knowing that you didn’t actually dress that way--only to keep all the boys staring another direction and not at your body.

The second you graduated high school, you never wore those hideous outfits again.

“Eggs. Like two more cartons, I think. No--no scratch that. One carton is fine.” Senju washes her hands under the sink, trying to get all the flour and batter off her hands so she can grab her wallet and give it to you.

“One box, okay…” You’re still on that stupid phone. Put the phone down. “The small box or big box?”

“No. Not box, carton! Don’t come back here with 40 eggs in a big box, we’re not a farm. And put the phone down!”

You sigh and turn off your phone. The click your phone made as the screen went black made Sanzu almost shed tear from sheer joy. He silently thanks Senju for that, because now he gets to see your pretty face not smiling down at whoever the fuck you’re texting.

“Okay! One carton. Six eggs or twelve?” You reach your hand out, grabbing Senju’s contactless card from her grasp. The second that card is in your hands, you’re already pulling your phone back out, distracted by another notification.

Sanzu can never win.

“Six. I’m almost done with these pastries. I’m gonna go pack now.” Senju hurries up the stairs, leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen.

You can feel him staring at you, despite your eyes fixated on your phone. It’s getting a bit uncomfortable now, feeling his piercing green eyes burn holes into your skull, as if he’s waiting for you to say something. A puff of air escapes your nose as you look up at him, not noticing the way he flicks his gaze up from your chest to your eyes—trying to seem as respectable as possible.

“Do you want something from the store?” You don’t really care if he does or not--you just felt the need to say something to dispose of the awkward air in the room.

“Nah.” He’s about to run a hand through his hair, only stopping halfway when he can feel the stickiness of the eggs practically glueing his fingers together. “I’ll just wait till you come back.”

“Yeah… speaking of. How long are you planning to stay here? Because Senju leaves for her trip in three hours.”

He shrugs from the sink. “Dunno. I’ll stay however long I want. I pay for this house.”

You make a noise of disagreement. “Actually, Omi does.”

Omi? Oh--his pain in the ass brother. “I own Takeomi, sweetheart.”

You can’t help but cringe at the nickname. He’s getting way too comfortable for your own good. Sanzu dries his hands using a paper towel, then makes his way onto the couch. For some reason, your eyes follow him the entire time, even subconsciously walking over to the wall that divides the kitchen and the living room, leaning against it as you watch him kick his feet up onto the glass table in front of him.

“You’re getting awfully cosy. You staying a while?”

However long it takes until I fuck you.

“Yeah, think so.”

There’s a thump on the couch next to him as you plop down, resting Senju’s card on the back of your phone case in your right hand. “Any reason for that?”

Sanzu literally cannot focus, cannot keep his eyes on your face—your pretty face. Not the way you’re body is on display like this. He thanks the world for a little something called peripheral vision, making side eye contact with your tits as he’s looking dead in your eye.

Fuck, they look so pretty, even from the blurred angle. He wonders how they’d feel in his mouth. Are your nipples hard and perky? Or soft and supple? Wonders how they’d feel in his mouth, wonders how they’d feel pushed up against his cock.

He’s never been tit-fucked before, but he can picture it now. You, on your knees in front of him as you press your tits together, sliding them up and down his cock to milk hi cum. Fuck—would you lick the cum off your face, or would you let him cum on your tits.

He has to calm down, he can literally feel himself getting harder as he loses himself in his thoughts. “Reason for what?”

“Reason for staying as long as you want?” You stop and shift so you’re facing him fully now, your arm resting along the back of the couch.

This angle is even worse. Now he can see the curve of your body from top to bottom.

“I mean,” he also shifts so he’s facing you fully, “I could say the same about you. After all, this is Senju’s house. You’re also a visitor.”

“But, I’m her friend .”

“And I’m her brother.”

There’s something about the way he’s looking at you as he talks to you that has you wanting to rub your thighs together. But you know if you did, he’d catch on rather quickly. The last thing you’d want is for him to have something to taunt you with.

Those three years were painful enough.

You glare up at him, fingers tightening against your phone before standing up. “I’m going to change.”

Before he could even protest, he was forcefully silenced as he watched you walk away. The view from the back was even better than the front. “Fuck.” He whispers to himself before sinking back into the leather couch.

He drags his eyes along his sweats, thanking his past self for choosing black sweats today instead of grey. What’s worse than having a boner in grey sweats is being caught having a boner in grey sweats.

He’s managed to get rid of his boner by the time you’ve come down the stairs, dressing in a simple black hoodie and some matching joggers.

He’s missing the sight of your body already.

“Okay, I’m going now.”

The time it takes you to run to the store and back is enough time for Senju to finish packing her bags, asking her brother to help her carry it outside to her car while she takes the pastries out from the oven. Fresh and hot, she packed them in three big clear containers before shoving them inside a plastic bag.

By the time you walk in through the door, the smell of fresh break and cookies make your mouth water. Then you frown, realising you went all that way for some eggs just for Senju to finish baking. “What the hell, Senju? What did I buy this for?”

“I’m sorry!! I read the timing wrong, I’m supposed to be there in an hour from now, and--” Sanzu places his hand on her shoulder, calming her down.

“Relax. Go, take your pastries and have fun with your friends.”

He tries his hardest to sound as caring as possible—in actuality he just wants her out of the house now. He finds you’re much easier to break down and get under your skin when Senju isn’t around. This icy cold exterior you create only when she’s there.

Typical. Acting big and bad in front of a friend, but crumble the moment they’ve left.

He can’t wait to push your limits.

You wave goodbye to Senju and lock the door behind you. Heading straight over to the kitchen, you empty the bag you got from the store, placing the eggs over by the side and taking out your packet of gummies you bought for yourself as a reward for going all that way for Senju.

She wouldn’t mind if you bought a small treat for yourself.

You decide to stay in the clothes you went out in, too lazy to go upstairs and change into your pyjamas when what you’re already wearing is comfortable. You manage to watch an entire season of your favourite show, munching on your gummy bears while guessing the flavour as you blindly chew them. A little game you came up with to keep yourself occupied.

It’s not until it’s dark outside, the flickering lights outside by the pool illuminating to light up the backyard. You notice it’s been fairly quiet around the house—and that’s odd because you have a visitor.

You haven’t seen him since Senju left, and that was-- you pick up your phone from where it was sitting next to your legs and turn it on to read the time--yeah, it’s been almost 8 hours since she left and there’s been no sign of him.

That’s odd.

The flicker from one of the bulbs outside catches your eye, reminding you it’s time to head upstairs. That light always creeps you out whenever you’re over here. Grabbing your blanket and your phone, you start to make your way up the stairs to Senju’s room.

She allows you to sleep there whenever you’re staying over. Your roommates over at your house are too annoying to deal with, so you come over to hers to lay off steam. You weren’t expecting her older brother to be here though.

Humming the theme song of the show you were watching, you reach the top of the staircase, only to bump into a hard figure. Your eyes were so fixated on the ground you didn’t notice Sanzu was actually on his way downstairs, preoccupied on his own phone.

The reason you almost stumbled down the stairs wasn’t because of the contact, but instead the shiver tracing a slow line down the length of your spine as you stared up at him shirtless. The initial shock is what causes you to almost stumble down, but then he reaches out quickly, grabbing onto your wrist and pulling you back up to the top.

“Y’alright?” It’s a simple question that deserves a simple answer. It’s a shame your brain isn’t functioning at the moment, eyes too focused on the way the water from the shower he just took drips down his chest, tracing over the very faint lines of his abs. To be honest--you were not expecting this. He never seemed like the type to work out, a very lanky individual, but the physique he wears is almost perfect.

His body is nothing too flashy, yet you can already imagine placing your hands on his chest, running your fingers through the indents of his faint ab outline. The water drops just make it even hotter aswell—your dirty brain replaces that with the moisture coming from your tongue as you mark up his chest with kisses.

You shake your head. No, this is wrong. This is your best friend's brother, but he’s so hot— “No.”

“What?”

You snap your mouth shut, realising you spoke out loud. Sanzu looks down at you, a confused glimmer in his eye as he tightens his hold on your wrist, repeating his question. “I asked if you were alright.”

“Oh.” Yeah, m’alright. You forget to voice the words outloud, only realising you spoke in your head when Sanzu doesn’t let go of your wrist, actively seeking your answer. “Fuck--sorry I gotta go.” His grip on your wrist slips rather easily as you slide your body past his to get past the stairs, heading straight towards Senju’s room.

Your body makes contact with the door as you lock it from behind you and slide down the door onto the floor. You fight the urge to scream into your hands. You’re a sick human being. Thinking about kissing your best friend’s brother’s chest? Do you have no shame?

It’s embarrassing. Senju’s been such a great person to you throughout your entire friendship, and to think this is how you repay her. You slide into her bed, hoping and praying that these thoughts were a one-time thing. When you wake up tomorrow, he will be ugly Sanzu again--the one that makes your blood boil just hearing his name, the one who’s so hideously attractive it makes your thighs rub together to stop that tingle from reaching your pussy.

That Sanzu .

Morning comes and you’re eager to go downstairs, hoping that your prayers have been answered. Sanzu would be back to being hideous and you could spend your week here in peace with 0 dirty thoughts. Easier said than done right?

He’s still shirtless. All morning. Afternoon too. And evening.

This is getting ridiculous at this point. Like it is hot outside, but to be shirtless all fucking day? C’mon. He has to be doing this on purpose. He must’ve seen the way your brain short circuited last night on the staircase with just a glimpse of his chest that was even barely visible due to the darkness from the lack of lightbulbs in the hallway.

He has to be doing this on purpose.

You disregard everything your brain was convincing you not to do yesterday, and chose to walk around the next day in just a t-shirt and panties. Is this a little weird? Yes. Are you going to stop? No. You could feel his gaze on you—well on your ass and thighs, the t-shirt riding up your thighs with every movement you made, exposing more of your skin to him.

Sanzu couldn’t help but think you had beaten him at his own game. It’s no secret he did walk around shirtless to try and fluster you, but you managed to compose yourself. But him right now? Seeing you in just a tight shirt with straight up panties underneath—fuck they were black too. His weakness.

He can’t take it anymore. It’s only been a couple hours and he’s already giving up on the imaginary game you both created.

“Turn around.”

You pause your movements, hand frozen over the freezer door. Over the curve of your shoulder, you can see him standing behind you, wearing a shirt this time. It’s a shame honestly, but you’re not complaining. No more temptation.

“What do you want?” You choose to ignore him, bending down to the bottom shelf of the freezer to pull out a popsicle. It was extra hot today, you needed something cold to suck on. You know he’s staring at your shirt as it lifts up over your ass, exposing your panties on full display. You know the popsicles are in the top drawer--but that doesn’t stop you.

By the time you grab the one you wanted, you take a stand up and take a step back to close the freezer door only to walk right into his chest. You’re about to make a witty smark remark about how he needs to learn personal space, when he leans forward, his chest pressing against your back. The words die down in your throat as he practically pushes you up against the freezer. His hands slide down your body slowly, too slow for your liking. His fingers slide down to the hem of your shirt, lifting it up slightly before sliding his fingers up your stomach. You can’t breathe like this, breaths come out heavy as you try to focus on the feeling of his hands tracing onto your stomach. They leave your stomach, sliding down to your hips where he dips a finger underneath the fabric, lightly touching your skin with soft touches that have you burning up with heat.

His fingers feel so… you can’t even describe it. It’s only a couple touches and you already feel your panties getting damper with every lingering touch he gives you. You throw your head back onto his shoulder as he begins to press kisses down your neck. From this angle, it’s a little uncomfortable having to strain your neck all the way back to give him more access--but it’s worth it. It’s so worth it. His soft lips feel 100x better than the simple touches of his fingers.

You swear the heat radiating off your body is enough to match the weather outside, you feel the packet of your popsicle start to drip as it starts melting.

You bite back a moan as his fingers slide down to your panties, about to press onto your clit before the heat suddenly disappears and it’s now you can feel the cold press of the popsicle packet digging into the skin of your fingers. Coming back to your senses, you lift your head back from his shoulder and open your eyes. You didn’t even realise you had closed them. Fucking Haruchiyo .

“Excuse me,” he says, opening the freezer door. You stand there, jaw dropped to the ground as you watch him pull out a packet of frozen peas from the drawer.

“Are you—are you kidding me?”

“What?” He asks almost like he’s genuinely confused as to why you’re reacting this way.

“Why did you-- you kissed me!”

“I needed to get past the freezer.” He laughs, biting his bottom lip as he watches your whole world unravel and fall apart. It’s working. Ran’s advice is working. Get her needy and desperate for you, then she’ll come begging to you for more. He can see it in your eyes if your voice wasn’t enough evidence as is. The way it wavers ever so lightly, voice a tad bit higher than your normal pitch, the way your chest is still rising and falling faster than usual. This was so brilliant.

“You don’t s-seduce people into moving out of the way, Sanzu.”

The stutter? God, you were easier to break apart than he thought. “Yeah?” He steps closer to you, towering over you as he watches you try your best to keep a decent poker face on, meeting him head on with a stern expression, only to fail the moment his hands land on your hips. “Who said I was seducing you? That sounds like a you problem right there.”

Oh this fucker . You know exactly what he’s doing. He’s met his match alright, thinking he can play you, then get you to question whether or not your feelings are real or not from his actions.

“It’s not?” You alter your voice slightly, getting on your tiptoes to make your move—or better yet leave your mark. You brush your lips against his neck ever so slightly, feeling him tense up as the hot air from your nose tickled his skin. Holding the popsicle in one hand, you use the other to run your fingers through his long hair, kissing the smooth skin on his neck ever so lightly. Using the same feather light he kisses he littered all over your body.

Sanzu bit his lip, grip on your hips tightening as he felt your lips move across the sensitive skin on his neck with his ease. He almost moans when you kiss up to his jaw, tongue licking a stripe up his skin before tracing the length of his jawline with kisses.

The moment you reached his chin, you pulled back slightly, looking him eye to eye as your lips practically brushed against his own. “Hi.” You whisper, dropping your eyes from his own down to his lips, those same ones that were on your body not that long ago.

His eyes scan over your face, lingering a little too long on your own lips. It makes you feel naked and vulnerable under his stare. It’s overwhelming, yet you find yourself leaning closer, and closer. Your lips touch, but it’s not a kiss.

You almost have him. So close.

The moment he’s leaning forward, you’re pulling back, arms stretched out as you yawn loudly. “Fuck, I’m so tired.”

You don’t even get the opportunity to walk away, leaving your plan ticked off with 100% completion, because his fingers are grabbing onto your chin, forcing you to face him as he presses his lips against your own.

In case you tried some slick shit again, he locks you in with a huge hand on your hip as he works his mouth against yours. You drop your popsicle, it lands on the floor with a squelch next to the frozen peas.

The second it hit the floor, your hands were on him, grabbing onto his hair to scratch at his scalp as he kissed you feverishly. “Fuck…I’ve wanted this—f-for so long.” He pants against your lips, not even giving you a second to respond as his lips are back on your own in a heated makeout.

Your response is faint whimpers and moans as he coaxes your mouth open with his tongue, licking and sucking his way into your greedy mouth. He has an iron grip on your hips as he lifts you up and off the ground, your legs immediately wrap around his waist for support.

You’re being placed onto the couch, back hitting the soft cushions as you scramble up on your elbows to watch as he strips his shirt off. You don’t get time to look at his chest properly this time when his hands wrap around your ankles, tugging you closer to him. You slide off your elbows, back onto your back as he’s hovering over you.

“I wanna get this done quickly--” he’s unbuckling his pants and you watch as he can’t even be bothered to pull them down all the way down and off his legs, reaching inside his back pocket to pull out a condom. “Wanna do the honours?”

You frown, puffing out your upper lip as you grab the condom from his hands, sitting upright as you pull his boxers down. His fingers find themselves on your face, cupping your cheek as he looks down at you, “Why’re poutin’?”

“Because…I expected—y’know…”

“I don’t know.”

You rub your thighs together and watch as his eyebrows raise. “Ah, I get it now.” He takes the condom from your hand, intertwining your fingers together as he pushes you back down onto your back. “You one of those, right?”

“One of what?”

“Foreplay bitches, always want to be carressed and shit, ‘m I right?”

Isn’t that the bare minimum..?? You slowly nod your head and watch him chuckle, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You’re cute Y/N. I’ve never done foreplay before, but I’ll try it, for you. Kay?”

“Okay…”

You let him kiss you again, and you can tell he’s genuinely trying this time, his lips feel more tender as they slide against yours. The hairs on his neck stand up when he hears the deep satisfied sigh you let out, hands climbing up his face to cup at his cheeks.

He has a hand sliding down your body to your panties, hooking a finger underneath, pulling back just as fast as it snaps against your skin. You squeal into the kiss, his tongue easily sliding in the moment your mouth opens.

You eagerly suck on his tongue as his fingers slide up your shirt, resting directly atop your boob. He pulls away with a satisfied smirk on his face, “No bra?”

“It’s hot.” You feel him squeeze your boob, moulding it in his hands as he half heartedly listens to what your excuse is.

“If it’s that hot, you shoulda jus’ walked ‘round shirtless.” He’s sliding your shirt up and over, your arms lift up to allow him to fully remove it. “Fuck—knew you had nice tits.”

“I do?”

“Um, yah.” His chuckle is breathless, seeing you splayed out beneath him…so lewd,so sexy. Just like he’d pictured. Your breasts on full display,all for him. He latches and sucks on your nipple a bit too rough from what you’re used to, but you strangely like it. Liking the way his teeth scrape against your skin, the way his flicks your nipple with his tongue at a pace that shouldn’t even be possible.

“Oh my god—haru..” You breathe, scowling when he laughs against your nipples. The hot air from his nostrils doing nothing but adding more sensation to your sensitive buds, muscles flexing causing your breast to twitch inside his mouth.

He continues his ministrations, sliding a hand down past your panties, pressing up against your slit. You can feel him barely digging into your folds, only a light press, can feel the slick sticking to his finger as he drags his hand away from your cunt. You watch with open eyes as he puts it in his mouth---a taste test.

Something changes inside him. He’s sitting up, dragging you along with him roughly. He’s positioning himself to lay down and you think you can tell what’s about to go down.

“No.”

“Don’t be a pussy.” He grabs at your hips and pulls you towards him. There’s enough of a gap between your pussy and his face, sliding through that said gap so he’s looking directly up at your clothed pussy.

“Sit on my face.”

“N-no.”

“Why not.” You gasp when he peels your panties aside, a soft gasp leaving his mouth when he sees just how wet you are.

“I-it’s embarrassing ..”

He looks around the room dramatically, fingers still digging through your folds carelessly. “Nobody’s here but us princess, now--” He grabs your hips, ignoring your yelp in favour of tugging you flush against his face, “Fuck—that’s it.”

He begins to eat you out, tongue sliding up and down your folds, loud moans leaving both your mouths; yours are almost sobs, the way he’s fucking into your cunt with his tongue, lips circling around your clit.

“Fuck—you taste, s’good—s’amazin’ for me.”

“H-haru! Ohmy--“ you’re fighting the urge to rut your hips down, not wanting to suffocate him. Hell, he’d probably like that---the sick bastard. “Yes, yes yes.” You chant over and over again, shamelessly rutting your cunt harder onto his face, to get the feeling of his nose brushing against your clit. “Shit! I’m close—Haru—I’m--“

He moans as he feels your walls clench around his tongue, briefly pulling out to stuff a finger inside, moving at the same pace his tongue was. You moan out his name as you cum on his face, riding out your orgasm as he suctions around your clit, lapping up your juices from your cunt.

“That was so hot.” He lifts you up and over him, resting you beneath him. He grabs the condom where it dropped on the couch and rips it open, rolling it down his length. He hooks his arms under your thighs to spread you out more, enjoying the view of you spread out, cunt wet and pulsating with the need to be filled.

“Ready?”

“Yes. Put it in please--“

You scream when he slams himself inside with a simple thrust, his cock curving in all the right directions, tears pool in your eyes as you’re unable to adjust to the stretch of his cock.

He doesn’t give you any time to prepare yourself, time was already ticking with all that foreplay. He needs to feel you cum around his cock now. His speed is fast, calculated, each slap of his hips against yours reaching directly into your cervix.

You’re loud. Louder than you’ve ever been before.

“God—so hot, think I’m gonna cum soon--“ his voice is strained as he fixes his gaze on his cock as it slides in and out of you. He’s holding your legs apart by the ankle, spreading you out in the way he seeks fit.

You’re not prepared for when he suddenly pressed downwards, folding you in two as he continues his hard thrusts. The couch is shaking as you moan his name out, over and over, the power behind each thrust is harder than the last.

His rhythm is getting sloppier, you can feel his cock twitching inside you that you know he’s close. What’s his next move--? Will he come inside you? Or pull out and cum on your face? He seems like the type to enjoy facials.

“S-sanzu--“ you whimper when he looks down at you, “cum on me… please.” You don’t care where at this point--as long as it’s not inside. You’re not ready for that yet.

“Fuck,” he grunts, throwing his head back and repositioning his hips to slam harder into you. You grip onto the nearest cushion, grip so tight you swear you can rip the fabric off if you tried hard enough. “That’s it—cum around my cock, sexy.”

You can’t help it, body spazzing violently as you hide your face with the cushion, muffling out your moans as you cum on his cock.

His movements still and he’s quick to pull out of you, ripping the condom off and tossing it somewhere across the room. His hands are fast, jerking himself off before he throws his head back, moaning quite loudly as he splashes ropes of cum on your chest, aiming for your nipples but some lands on your stomach.

“Oh my god.” He watches with wide eyes and heavy breaths as you dip your fingers onto the pool of cum on your chest, scooping some up with two fingers, stuffing them into your mouth, moaning obscenely around your fingers as you suck the residue off.

“Next time,” you take another scoop, but instead of eating it, you play with it, stretching your fingers far apart to see how far it stretches before it eventually snaps, “next time cum inside me.”

“Next time?” He leans forward to kiss you, groaning a bit at the salty taste of his cum, but it fades away with the way you’re licking into his mouth. You hum and nod into the kiss, fingers sliding behind his back to leave scratch marks that have him shuddering.

You break the kiss to bite at his bottom lip, “Yeah, next time.”

Sanzu thought this would be a one time thing—hit and dip—as the old saying goes. But seeing you there, looking up at him so deviously—he doesn’t think he can fuck another woman that’s not you again.

#—tr </3 #sanzu x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #sanzu haruchiyo smut #haruchiyo smut #sanzu smut #sanzu haruchiyo x you #tokrev sanzu #tokrev #tokrev x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev smut #tokyo rev smut #sanzu scenarios #sanzu imagines #zeltqz

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years

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Hi there! If not too much, could i ask for headcanons of Cater, Vil, Kalim and Malleus dating a gn reader who shuts themself inside most of the time, and likes anime/manga and video games?

It's alright if not! Take care (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

Ah, so they’re dating Idia—

Curiouser and Curiouser...

It’s not a problem for Cater if you prefer to be indoors! He knows he can get in touch with you anywhere, anytime, with just a quick text or video call. (”Call me, beep me if you wanna reach me!” Cater had told you when he first slipped you his number.) In fact, he’s often the first one to wish you good morning and the last person to say good night!

Being as trendy and pop culture savvy as he is, Cater is great at recommending new shows and games that suit your tastes. His tendency is to gravitate to what’s already popular, but chances are that he’ll discover the occasional retro gem every so often (with some help from Lilia).

Cater sometimes likes to pop up to surprise you and crash at your place! Those visits are the the perfect opportunities for a cozy anime marathon date or a night of playing co-op games together (though if it’s a game he isn’t good at, he’ll just watch and give cheery commentary instead). Whatever it is you’re in the mood for, he’s happy to oblige.

Cater will often talk about your current faves!! (Little do you know, they’re actually cleverly devised ploys to get you out of your room for some cute dates.) Look, there’s a pop-up store with merch from that manga you like! Oh, and that cafe’s doing a collab with the anime you just finished! You should definitely come check them out with him~

“Ne, don’t you ever get tired of seeing your room as the background for every pic? Let’s shake things up a little 🎵 I know this great place that’s not too far from here, and I think you’ll love it!” Cater throws you a wink, and coaxes you to follow him. “There’s just some stuff you can’t experience from looking at a screen—so let’s experience it together!”

While he has nothing against your hobbies and interests, it goes without saying that Vil disapproves of your lifestyle. He insists that you need Vitamin D, fresh air, and the chance to stretch your limbs in order to have a healthy life... whether you agree with his sentiments or not!

He assumes the role of the “guardian” in the relationship, often reminding you to look after yourself in spite of being a shut-in. Vil tells you to correct your posture so you aren’t slouching or “shrimping” with a hunched back, and to give your eyes a rest from staring at a computer or TV screen for hours on end.

Occasionally, Vil drags you out of your room “for your own good”, and he won’t take any “ifs, ands, or buts” about it! Of course, he’ll take care the proper precautions first—slathering you in sunscreen and asking for you to hand over your phone and other mobile gaming devices. “No distractions,” Vil chides, slipping your devices into his bag, “I want your attention to be focused solely on me.”

Though he is stern, he’s not entirely heartless. Vil is well aware of your interests, and while he doesn’t necessarily understand them, he does what he can to support you in small ways. He’ll take you to book stores, game stores, and shops that sell anime merch, allowing you to browse to your heart’s content. Sometimes Vil will even assemble looks that pay tribute to your favorite characters or shows—a makeup look with iconic colors, or an outfit that resembles a protagonist’s clothes.

“Take your time looking. We’re in no rush. This outing isn’t meant to be a stressful one. My only intention was for you to get out of that dreadfully stuffy room of yours and out into the world proper.” His smile is the most brilliant you’ve seen it in a while. “The natural lighting suits you well. I can get a good look at your face like this—and how lovely you are.”

Kalim has no problem with what you like (he enjoys anime, manga, and games as much as the next guy!), but he thinks it’s a little sad that you spend most of your time inside. There’s so many amazing things to do and see in the world, and you’re going to miss out on all of it if you don’t venture out of your room.

He doesn’t let that thought get him down!! If you don’t want to see the world, then Kalim will just have to bring the world to you!! You’ll probably be reading a manga, watching an anime, or halfway through a level when Kalim will storm in with a feast, a band, or an entire zoo to amuse you with. He might also bring flowers or fabrics to spruce up your room and breathe new life into it.

At times, Kalim brings only himself to keep you company. He’ll feed you snacks as you read books or watch shows, and he’ll even serve as your gaming companion! (Kalim’s honestly not that great at playing, but it doesn’t bother him at all. What matters is that you both have fun, regardless of who wins and who loses!)

The itch to step out will hit him sooner or later. It usually manifests as extra restlessness, or the desire to do a little jig in an open space. Kalim will hold your hands tightly and, peering earnestly into your eyes, beg you to come join him for a trip outside. If you want, he can even take you for a magic carpet ride, soaring ad tumbling and freewheeling through an endless diamond sky!

“We can go anywhere, do anything! We can find the Cave of Wonders, or visit Atlantica! We can sing and dance until our voices don’t work and our feet hurt! There’s so much I want to see and to do with you...!” Kalim cries breathlessly. “The world’s out there, waiting for us. Let’s discover it together!!”

Malleus doesn’t claim to understand why you prefer holing up in your room to exploring what lies beyond it. He holds the opposite sentiments after so many years of being trapped inside his castle walls, longing for the freedom to roam over set, stoney confines. Still, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about your hobbies.

Malleus isn’t familiar with the books or shows you indulge in (he’s more well-acquainted with laws, history, and traditional theater), so he’ll ask about them or sit with you to observe these new art mediums for himself. Because of his obscene height, it’s not uncommon for Malleus to be peering over your shoulder to read the same manga as you are, or for him to rest his chin on your head while he holds you against him during an anime session. (He actually gets REALLY invested in an anime that’s popular with young children—)

When it comes to gaming, well... Let’s just say it took you longer than was probably necessary to show him how to hold and how to operate his controller (and even then, his coordination is slow and sloppy). You can tell he’s trying his absolute best, so you cheer Malleus on and go easy on him—oh, and the triumphant delight on his face whenever he picks up a simple new mechanic... It just makes your heart flutter.

Malleus knows it’s not his place to tell you what you should and shouldn’t do with your free time, so he avoids imposing his will on you. He does, however, invite you to join him for his midnight walks to pay each gargoyle on campus a visit. It’s a subtle way to let you know that you’re in his mind and that he wants to spend time in your presence, but he won’t push for it if you’re uncomfortable.

“I will be taking my leave for my routine stroll. You are free to accompany me if you wish,” Malleus informs you, a hand resting on the doorframe—the gateway between your world and the outside. “... It can get rather lonely in the long hours of the night. I would love for nothing more than to be your solace in that darkness, if you would allow me to.”

#twst x reader #Cater Diamond #Malleus Draconia #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #Vil Schoenheit #Kalim Al-Asim #Reader #self insert #disney twisted wonderland #curiouser and curiouser #Cater Diamond x Reader #Malleus Draconia x Reader #Kalim Al-Asim x Reader #Vil Schoenheit x Reader

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thithesandofferings · 3 years

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:::OP Sugar Daddies/Mommies cont:::

:::Dressrosa Arc ft Kidd

Part 2 of the Money Mutual Saga

Part 1 here

MINORS DNI- TW- Doflamingo being Doflamingo, petplay, dom/sub, praise, degradation, slight yandere tendencies, suggestive behavior.

Doflamingo

"Everything has a price on it. Whats yours kitten?"

[ ] He flaunts his money every chance he gets. You so much as 'oooo's' an item you scrolled pass in your phone and hes already ordered about 4 in every color for you

[ ] You belong him thusly you are his property

[ ] has a collar with his name on it that he insists you wear for him

[ ] A High Maintenance Sugar Daddy™️

[ ] You must aways look your best with him. Which means hair always did, nails always done and you MUST be turing heads when you walk besides him

[ ] He flaunts you as he would a trophy and his has to be the biggest and shinest one

[ ] Only thee finest you wear and buy

[ ] Yacht Parties, Private Parties, Exclusives Only Parties and especially BuisnessTripVacations!!

[ ] He always wants you to come along with him so forget about you even having a job

[ ] "Kitten be prepared to attend a buisness seminar in the morning ok. Oh and pack the color burgundy-whats wrong?

'Nothing i....you do know i have to give a 2 week notice before i leave work right?'

Hed laugh "Darling, you insult me. Why would you need that lousy job when you have me? Hm? I can provide for you much better than those pleabs can. Now enough of this 'job' nonsense and go pack"

[ ] Tried to take him outta his luxury lifestyle once and didnt know what a thrift store was

[ ] hes only here because you challenged him

[ ] asked the shopkeeper why is everything in double digits and even gave him buisness advice

[ ] ....he actually ended up buying the whole damn store....

[ ] 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

[ ] "When its good, its sooooo good. But when its bad hes rotten"

[ ] Oof. Ok so Doff doesnt like disobedience so when he told you to stay in the hotel room til hes done chatting and you came outside still dressed in your little nightdress he lost it. The vein popped out on his head and he stiffly told everyone to leave now.

[ ] Rip that ass. Cuz he spanks you for every whimper you let out.

[ ] *__* Didnt *__* i *__* tell *__* you *__* not *__* to *__* show *__* anyone *__* else *__* whats *__* mine *__*

[ ] For fucks sake don't cry. He loves it when you cry

[ ] "Now now kitten you chose this. You could have behaved but no, you chose to disobey my one order. Now you wanna cry like a weak, sniffling slut you are. How terrible. Maybe i should freeze your cards, or maybe move you back into my room hm? I still have your pretty little cage available"

[ ] LISTEN!! Doffy aint Doffy without degradation🥴🥴 The 'D' stands for Degrade

Corazon

[ ] Just like his older brother he spoils you rotten and also sees you as his possession

[ ] Often sends you clothes he wants you to wear that day and demand you send him pictures in each one, multishots also!

[ ] He adores the ground you walk on. Always showering you with praise and compliments

[ ] "My princess looks as lovely as always today, doesnt she?".

[ ] Oh, unlike Doff that doesnt want anyone to see you, cora looooves showing men what they can never have.

[ ] "Look at her! An absoulte treasure isnt she? And shes all mine. You men will never have something this beautiful along side your arm"

[ ] Ooof he loves you so much!! He recently bought your mom a mansion and basically asks if you want him to buy any other family member a house of their own

[ ] He loves kids and will always remind you about that.

[ ] 'Accidentally' bought a baby crib thinking it was a chair🙄🙄

[ ] "Princess if at anytime you would like to change our arrangements from me being just a sugar daddy please let me know"

. 'Ok i will'

"...thats it? Will it be anytime soon-"

. 'Nooope'

[ ] *sad cora nosies*

[ ] He loves you to much to say no to you or to let you go

[ ] He rarely says no so its no need for punishments tbh🤔

[ ] he doeeess however get possessive when he sees his older brother trying to talk to you. He forbids you from being alone with Doff especially if hes not there.

[ ] Disobey this one rule and he would edge you all night. The literal 8 hours OF DARKNESS HE LEGIT WOULD.

[ ] Doesnt like seeing you cry so he blindfolds you and snaps his fingers to keep you in a soundproof silent bubble

Law

[ ] Seems pretty strict but is just as big a simp as cora

[ ] He made you sign a contract stating what he expects from you and the rewards you will get in return

[ ] A sucker for your pouty face

[ ] "For fucks sakes y/n i told you how many times before to-....what...whats with that face...IM NOT FALLING FOR THIS AGAIN....stop acting cute!!!.....*sighs* you're always causing me trouble".

[ ] Hes the type to wanna invest in you rather than make various spendings on wasteful things.

[ ] wants you to go to college or university to atleast further your education regardless if you wanted to work or not

[ ] He also carries you on business trips also but dresses you up as a partner instead

[ ] he shows you how his company works and introduces you to alot of big names, thusly is why he makes you sign a contract

[ ] Values simplicity over lavishness

[ ] Bought a whole ass restaurant to have dinner with him cuz he hasnt eaten with you for almost a week.

[ ] he also renamed it for you

[ ] Doesnt get jealous or possessive unless the Donquixote brothers are stopping by to do business.

[ ] Your relationship or arrangement isnt meant to be all that sexual but....

[ ] Hed have you seated in his lap as if you were his pet...because you are.

[ ] Petplay. That is all. Bye!

[ ] Hes by far the easiest one to crack because once you throw on a pair of cat ears on and a tail and hed buy you the entire state.

[ ] misses work often cuz you dont want him to leave after you both spent a night together.

[ ] Uuuugggh hes so fufflyyyy he loves aftercare and treats you so well

[ ] he has a private chef cook for you daily but when hes off he rather cook for you.

[ ] Makes sure you eat healthy and nutritious meals.

Baby 5

If you know baby 5 you would know she automatically spoils tf outta you but with her i feel it'll be more for the emotional comfort that sexual

[ ] Being so emotionally damaged she would never want you to leave her side

[ ] Always wants your opinions when shes about to make a buisness deal

[ ] Netflix and Cuddles🥺™️

[ ] Love her because she deserves

[ ] Alot of headpats and back hugs

[ ] Every time you both have dinner its on one of her yachts and you both dress so extravagant. Dresses, chokers, heels THEE WORKS

[ ] She sometimes asks if she can treat you like her child

[ ] Has a extremely huge mommy kink. Omg call her mommy and she'd cry and run away with you

[ ] She loves treating you to simple stuff like icecream and amusment parks

[ ] A 'On sight' type

[ ] Shes always ready to throw hands, tables, chairs whatever she has to, if someone as much as bumps pass you a little to hard

[ ] she once broke a guys arm that tapped your shoulder to tell you that you dropped your hair tie

[ ] "No one is allowed to harm you! If that b*tch at works says another smart ass remark at you let mommy know and id buy the company and fire her ass...oooo or better yet put her as your personal mule"

[ ] Sometimes forgets her role....

[ ] You: Congratulations! I heard you closed that big deal. Im so proud of youuu!! You did so well

Baby5:...y-you're p-p-proud of ME! So that means i can pick our wedding dresses???! I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS.."

[ ] Love her pls🥺😩

Sabo

[ ] Wander-LUST

[ ] Hes the reason why your passport needs constant renewal every few years

[ ] He enjoys you as a travelling buddy at first

[ ] First time he saw you he said he knew you'd take some bomb ass beach pictures

[ ] He also needed you to model for him on couple of his yachts

[ ] Wasnt suppose to be sexual but oopie

[ ] He loves you beneath him...you look better there

[ ] Loves POV when you suck his dick

[ ] "Smile for the camera kitten."

[ ] "Mmmm lemme see how far this pretty little mouth can fit over my cock"

[ ] "No no kitten, eyes up here only"

[ ] "Close your eyes one more time and i'll flip you on your back and fuck this throat nice and deep....regardless of your breath intake. Do i make myself clear?"

[ ] Makes a vow to fuck you on atleast 25 different beaches

[ ] So now he loves travelling and fucking you

[ ] The type to wanna record you both everytime hes fucking you

[ ] Vain boi

[ ] He loves the way he looks whiles hes fucking you dumb

[ ] Makes you call him Daddy whenever yall go out

[ ] Your closet is filled with suitcases and old passports....

[ ] ....at this point hes tempted to buy u a jet of your own

[ ] Also the type to send you hella memes...dont question this OK

Eustass Kidd

[ ] Sex

[ ] Whenever he calls its like its thee only thing on his mind

[ ] "Im on my way to your place now. Have your bag packed and make sure bring those- nevermind i rather you fully naked."

[ ] He has an issue with clothes idfk

[ ] "Once you step into my house, take those off....everything betters be off"

[ ] He hid your clothes so you had no choice but to walk around nude.

[ ] He gives you a robe...sometimes

[ ] Compliments your ass more than your smile

[ ] "Im doing a fantastic fucking job with your ass"

[ ] "Dont roll your eyes at me brat!"

[ ] "Its only this big because of that pretty arch i alway press into your back"

[ ] Hes just in it for the sex tbh

[ ] Emotionally distant

[ ] He keeps you at arm lenght and avoids any activities that may cause him fall in love with him.

[ ] ....no cuddles after sex

[ ] well....it was like that.

[ ] Ends up falling hoplessly in love with you.

[ ] Went from payment only after each meeting to him sending lunch over to your work everyday now

[ ] Lowkey insecure about his age, which is why he didnt wanna get close to you.

[ ] He invites you to his company workshops

[ ] Loves when you can get immersed in his passion

-Krissy

#op #one piece #one piece doflamingo #doflamingo x reader #corazon x reader #baby 5 #eustass x reader #one piece imagine #one piece hcs #i did this instead of sleeping #sabo x reader

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Haikyuu bois with a s/o suffering on their period

Haikyuu bois with a menstruating s/o in pains ): Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Tendou Satori, Miya Atsumu fluff, slight mentions of blood / vomit, reader has a menstrual cycle GN!R

──────〔Bokuto Koutarou〕──────

ok this poor man is so concerned

he knows about periods and stuff right

but you keel over out of nowhere with your arms wrapped round your stomach

HE PANICS SM get this man a paper bag

rushes to your side and spitfires a hundred questions

you can’t help but smile at his energetic way of trying to help before grimacing again because PAIN

he’ll ask what he can do to help and does exactly as you say (and more)

picks you up to lie you down on the couch with a blanket, water, and a wastebin

goes to a local drug store and picks up some painkillers, a heat wrap, and extra menstrual hygiene products for you

sees the candy at the checkout area and has the brilliant idea of getting your favourite fast food/takeout for you along with your favourite candies (:

when he gets home with everything, you smile so widely

“Okay! It’s cuddle central now!”

Bokuto will bring you onto his lap and cuddle you so close, making sure not to hold you too tightly. When he sees you having bad spikes of pain, he’ll pull you just a bit closer and kiss you and tell you that he loves you in a million different ways to try and distract you from the pain.

He’s probably put on your favourite show or movies so you can watch together, and he’ll put his chin on your shoulder to snuggle you better. When you lean back onto him and let your head roll back against his shoulder, he’ll rub your tummy and soothe you.

The first few times, he’s a bit clumsy, but he gets the hang of it to help you get through the week.

──────〔Akaashi Keiji〕──────

he knows how to take care of you

everyone has to learn somehow anyway

it’s just that he learned through vast research and reading online forums from the very first day he met you

so when you’re finally comfortable enough with him and your relationship to let him be around you while you’re on your period, he already knows what to do

he’s prepared a bunch of your favourite foods and candies

stocked up on products of all sizes and forms in his apartment

when you come over, he’s made a blanket fort for you two and will give you all the love and attention you crave

makes sure you know he’s not annoyed with you

he’ll moderate your binge eating cravings for your own health, but as long as you’re healthy, he complies with nearly every wish of yours

if you’re vomiting and in complete misery, he holds your hair back if he needs to and will rub your back

doesn’t care about the mess, just makes sure you’re feeling nice n clean n comfy

“Kaashi,” you murmur, yawning. “‘Vrything hurts.”

“I know, darling. C’mere.” He pats his lap, and you barely manage to crawl to him.

You push your face into the crook of his neck and wrap your legs around his waist. He’s got a heating pad between the two of you, and you purr at the warmth. He brushes through your hair, still damp from the shower, and softly hums. As you drift to sleep in his arms (his nice, nice arms), he keeps his lips against the top of your head and fingers sifting through your hair.

You’ll wake up in the same position---he won’t move from that spot even if it kills him---all warm and comfy. When you’re reluctant to get up, he’ll carry you to the restroom so you can do your business.

When you’re menstruating, you go from a monarch to a deity, and Akaashi Keiji will treat you as such.

──────〔Tendou Satori〕──────

laughs at you for a good half hour at first

you whine at him to shush

he won’t

not until the particularly bad cramps start

that’s when you’re clutching your stomach and can’t move, and that’s when tendou gets mega confused and concerned

at first, he thinks it’s something unrelated

then he realises

“ah fuck.”

he’ll furrow his eyebrows and try to figure out how to help

when you start barking demands at him, he complies with a smile

he’ll tease you here and there

“oh, pwoor baby needs their snackies”

but he’ll still get you them (and some for himself) regardless

will cuddle you if you wanna

you two will lounge around watching random, poorly rated netflix movies and making fun of them

even while you’re throwing up or in real bad pain, he makes you laugh

“Sto-o-op!” you whine, stuck between gut splitting pain and laughter.

He goes on and on, exaggerating both his words and hand movements, and you can’t stop laughing.

“I’m gonna die! Satori,” you draw out his name, a plea for mercy. He pokes your shoulder and giggles at you and pauses for a moment. You think you’re safe for a moment.

“Hi gonna die, I’m dad.”

“You suck! I can literally feel blood gushing out and squelching, please.”

He just laughs at you as you smack him, scolding his dumb comedy. Being on your period with Tendou Satori means giggles all day long and also just. Pain.

──────〔Miya Atsumu〕──────

this man thinks he’s so smooth and knows everything

he prepares the heating pad and the treats and the food

he does not prepare for the absolute hell it really is

you’re on your knees in front of the toilet

he’s so confused, like doesn’t it just make you moody or whatever?

he carefully kneels next to you and rubs your back and asks if you’re okay

“NO MIYA ATSUMU, THERE IS BLOOD GUSHING OUT OF MY GROIN AND VOMIT GUSHING OUT MY---”

he panics and tries to figure out how to help

if he asks, he probably won’t get much more than

“i’d like my body to be restructured thanks”

when you’re feeling well enough to get away from the toilet, he’ll treat you so well

will binge random youtube series with you and joke about it

when you’re laughing really hard and it starts hurting, he’ll make sure to not giggle at you (even though he really wants to) and hold you close n make it all ok

You’re groaning into his chest and he’s coddling you, mumbling for you to remember to breathe and that he loves you and that it’ll be over soon and he’ll take you to your favourite restaurant or park or anything you’d like.

As you’re regaining your composure (and will to live), you smile at Atsumu and thank him. He’s stuck between a mix of cockiness (of course, he’s the best boyfriend) and confusion (but isn’t that the minimum he could possibly do? He wants to do everything and a half he can for you, but he’s lost as to what else he can do).

Miya Atsumu tries his best and will comfort you so much. The days after are pure bliss, finally feeling better and up for activities with him.

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