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Listening Party Masterlist

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG!

Yes, I know… Finally, right? I figured putting each individual part on my regular masterlist would be okay but I suppose not. So, since plenty have asked, here is a Listening Party Masterlist.

For those who are new to this series. It is a Bruce x black!reader series where they are together and him and reader both allow everyone to take turns with her (everything is consensual). There are different kinks involved so please make sure to read the warnings on each part, thank you!

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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — y'all said spin the block again for the yakuza au's so here you go babes [ ft naoya zenin, yakuza au, profanity, mentions of violence, afab, she/her pronouns, female anatomy, yandere themes (on both reader and naoya end], possessiveness, baby trapping, toxic couple alert, mentions of killing, naoya 'asshole to the world but not my girl' zenin, headcanons/drabble format, small font intended, MINORS DNI ! ]

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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya who double-crossed his own cousin toji fushiguro to become the leader of the zenin yakuza branch. driving a knife right in the stomach of his eldest cousin. being sure to tug it right out before jabbing it right back into the bloody wound. it was a wonderful sight to see the man's life drain out his eyes as he bled to death on the floor. naoya strikes fear in people's hearts, not because he's big and scary like toji...but because he's heartless, selfish, and a little insane.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya whose style consists of nicely tailored suits, fresh-pressed silk kimonos to wear around his luxury high-rise condo and the finest jewelry.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya who runs his organization the way he wants to. if he wants to control a district, he'll get it in a blink of an eye. if he wants to buy a business, he'll get it in a snap of a finger. no matter if he has to back stab someone or kill someone's family, he'll get what needs to make sure the zenin yakuza is pushed to the top. he gets everything he wants until he met you. the pretty familiar face that's a bottle girl in one of the clubs he owns. always demands you be the girl that brings him the best of the best when it came to alcohol. mumbling to his friends about how he could claim you and them only laughing at his slightly drunken words. he'll raise his eyebrows at them asking, 'what's so funny? you don't think i...the leader of the zenin yakuza can't handle her?'

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya who frankly, couldn't handle you. he did the craziest tricks in the book, from causing men who flirted with you at your job to disappear, to having men you went on dates with not show up, he did it all. but there was a reason his friends chuckled at his goal of claiming you. he should have known he had his hands full when his right-hand man threw the background check file on his desk. his brown eyes enlarging at the list of things you committed. a naughty girl you was and naoya still wanted to claim you.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya who technically met his match with you. you're like a fireball that naoya just keeps adding more fuel because he's insane. he adores seeing your face light up in rage when some random woman flirts with him in his nightclub. he lets out a chaotic laugh when you once threw a glass at a woman's face for getting too close to him. he enjoys having you sit on his lap while he discusses business with his comrades. and he damn sure gets rock hard when one night he felt you using the same knife he jabbed in toji's stomach to carve your name right on his right peck. it wasn't too deep to hurt him badly, but it was deep enough to leave a scar.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — yakuza boss!naoya whose eyesight seems to go blurry as you're riding him. the feeling of your tight walls clamping around his cock appears to be the one moment he's vulnerable and weak. hips moving at a pace that he enjoys, hand wrapped around his neck moaning out how much you fuckin' hate him and how he drives you fuckin' insane. faint bite marks on your skin that naoya caused and with each time you rocked your hips, his hand is colliding with the flesh on your asscheeks. the grip around his neck only tightens with each hip roll you do and through half-open eyes, you can see fear in those charming eyes of his.

'i love you, you crazy bastard.'

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Nereyda Bird by Wilson Philippe & Vanessa Hollander

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✧˖*°࿐ synopsis + warnings — could you imagine spreading your legs for the kid you’re babysitting older brother? ( she/her pronouns, female anatomy reader, cam work, dabi has multiple piercings, fingering, squirting, recording, mean dom!dabi, he calls reader a slut once, blackmail, slight cheater!reader, dacryphilia, told in third pov, minors dni )

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BEING HOME FROM UNIVERSITY FOR WINTER BREAK WAS A HUGE BURDEN FOR DABI. Not only did he have to deal with being the black sheep within his family, but he had to set up a quite particular schedule to entertain his ten thousand subscribers on the popular camboy website. He figured to do cam shows when the house was down for bedtime or when he knew no one was home. However, with his family all crowding the traditional Japanese home for the holidays, he’s been abandoning the subscribers that tipped him wonderful just for stroking his cock on camera.

The thing is, Dabi didn’t really need the money. He came from pure old money. It just stroked his ego reading the comments people said about him. From complimenting his toned torso and pecks that were accessorized with a nipple piercing to adoring his Lorum piercing on his pretty cock. It made his ears grow so hot like an excited dog getting ready to play with its owners. He adored the ego stroke of what he did, but his gloomy eyes didn’t light up in excitement seeing his bank account grow. It was as if the money didn’t phase him. He didn’t spend much of the money on himself, usually buying his siblings’ stuff. Which usually was more of him throwing the item at them and mumbling how he remembered they mentioned to him that they needed or wanted it.

He even took it upon himself to give a gift to his younger siblings’ babysitter (Y/N). A beautiful young woman around his age who’s been the family babysitter for years now. Dabi never paid attention to the girl. Giving her a sly wave before slamming his home door to go hang out with his friends. However, it all changed when she went on the annual family trip with them one hot summer. Perhaps, Dabi should have concluded that something was going to happen when the two were stuck sharing a hotel room due to a hotel mistake. A night that was filled with stealing miniature vodka bottles from the hotel bar when the bartender was occupied led to a breathless night of Dabi taking the pretty babysitter’s virginity.

When the two parted ways due to college, Dabi expected the girl to become clingy. Who wouldn’t become clingy to the guy who took your virginity? But she didn’t. However, Dabi did notice something. He noticed that her skirts got shorter. Her tops got tighter. She always would let her fingertips graze against his hand when they were in the kitchen together. Her eyes even lit up with so much lust when she saw he was home. She was driving him so crazy because he couldn’t read her.

That was until he was in the kitchen munching on the dinner his mother cooked for the family before she and his father went on a date, (Y/N) was sliding her phone across the counter looking at him with such an intense stare. Dabi’s cold glare traveled down to the phone screen and he nearly choked on the rice ball that was in his mouth.

“You should really not use your most common fuckin’ nickname for your account,” (Y/N) chuckle as she looked at him.

Dabi swallowed the food he was chewing and quickly exited the website that once had his profile right on it. He even saw that she had an account on the website, assuming that she was only there to view the content and not do what he does.

“At first, I didn’t believe it. It’s just a coincidence,” (Y/N) explained. “But that piercing gave it all away,” She soon added as her alluring eyes traveled down to his crotch.

“Okay, I stroke my dick for fuckin’ strangers, now what?” Dabi asked as he stepped closer to her. “Going to snitch off to my parents?” His head tilted slightly, challenging the young babysitter in front of him.

“Yes.” (Y/N) bluntly admitted.

Dabi’s fist clenched tightly, “Seriously (Y/N)? Don’t be such a bitch.” He uttered.

“Maybe I am one. Your father will be so upset hearing how his son gets an ego stroke by stroking his dick for strangers on the internet,” (Y/N) says as her hands went up to toy with the chain around Dabi’s neck.

“Well, what do you want for you to keep your mouth shut?” Dabi asked. “Money? Shoes? Another necklace?” He motioned to the diamond pendant necklace around her neck. A gift he gave her for being such a good babysitter for his siblings.

Once that question left Dabi’s lips, he watched as her lips curled into a smirk. Her fingers dragged down his chest in a slow manner as she batted her lashes at him. She stopped at the string of his grey Nike sweats, “I want to be featured on your show.” She says.

“No,” Dabi says. “You’re not being in my show, I never do collabs. I won’t start now because of a brat trying to blackmail me.” He went back to eating, leaving her pouting at him.

“You’re really okay with your parents seeing this? Especially your dad,” She asked.

Dabi throws his hands up in the air in a careless manner. His shoulders shrugging before he’s speaking once again, “Guess he’ll see what he gave me huh?” He chuckled as he placed his plate in the sink and walked by (Y/N).

Her mouth gaped open at his comment before she’s chasing after him like a lost puppy. “Touya, it would bring you so much more money though.” She whines as she’s following him up the stairs.

“Why do you want to be on my show anyway?” He asked. “Wouldn’t want to tarnish your innocent image right?”

“Your shows are always filmed neck down, not like anyone would see my face,” (Y/N) blurted out.

As the dark-haired male caught on to what she said, he turned around to face her. His back pressed against his room door eyeing her up and down. He took in the way her plaid skater skirt moved as she switched her weight from one leg to another and the way he could tell she was wearing a push-up bra to show off her perfectly sized breasts. His teeth grazed at his lower lip as he was mentally weighing out the pros and cons of it. For her to notice that he always streamed from the neck down, she must have been a daily viewer.

“Fine. But if you utter any of this to my parents…” His voice trailed off. “I’ll tell them about when Shoto had to go to the emergency room because your irresponsible ass gave him something he’s allergic to.”

“How’d you know that?” She asked, her arms crossed over her chest pushing her chest forward.

Dabi’s eyes traveled down to look at her chest before he gave her a smirk. “I have my ways, now are you ready or not?”

“What? You want to do it now?” (Y/N) questioned.

“I was planning on streaming now that everyone is asleep and I have about an hour before my parents return,” He said before he twisted the doorknob to his door and pushed it open. His head motioned for her to come in. (Y/N) would give him a cheeky smile before skipping into his room like a child going into a toy store. Not knowing that Dabi was about to practically ruin her pretty little cunt for his subscribers.

He didn’t really let anyone in his room, it was his space. He was very protective of his space. The blue neon lights hardly helped with lighting in the room, which Dabi didn’t mind. It added a unique atmosphere and view to the way he stroked his cock for thousands of people online. The walls of his room were decorated with covers of vintage Rolling Stone and Playboy Bunny magazines. In the corner of his room, he had a record player with a neat pile of vinyl records. (Y/N) was expecting anything out from the camera view on his desk that had his multiple computer monitors would be messy, but he took her by shock. She sat on his bed staring around his room while Dabi sat at his desk going to the website.

“I want to finger you,” Dabi bluntly admitted, his eyes never leaving his computer monitor. “I think us having full-blown sex will be too much for my subscribers considering I only do solo content,” He soon explained.

“Don’t you think that’ll be pretty difficult?” (Y/N) questioned. “Your viewers won’t even be able to see it fully,” she huffs crossing her arms over her chest.

Dabi didn’t even have to turn to look at her to know that she was a pouting mess behind him. He logged into his account announcing that he’ll be starting a stream in about three minutes. His ears growing hot seeing the number of people liking his status update despite him just posting it. “Just take off your panties and come sit on my lap.” He said as he pushed himself a little from under his desk.

(Y/N) eyebrows raised at his comment before she stood up. Her hands up her plaid skater skirt she wore to tug down the lace panties she wore. She throws them over her shoulder before going over to Dabi’s lap, comfortably sitting down as if she sat on his lap multiple times before. Dabi’s fingertips traced alongside her thighs as he sat in the large gaming chair. Such a small intimate moment caused a chill to travel down (Y/N)’s spine.

“This still doesn’t solve our problem that they won’t be able to see you fingering me,” (Y/N) argued.

“You never shut up, do you?” Dabi asked, her remarks were causing the boy to grow annoyed.

“Only if you stuff my mouth with something,” She snapped back giving him a smirk.

Dabi chuckles at her comment, leaning over to start the stream. It was a one-minute count down until the stream would be broadcast to the world, “Lay your back to my chest, pull your knees up and place your legs on the armrest of the chair.” He urged. “Or just place your feet on my knees and keep your legs open for the world can see,” Dabi says. “Whatever makes you comfortable.”

(Y/N) glanced at the thirty-second mark on the screen before she does what she was told. Her cunt was now exposed for his subscribers to see, her gold anklet reflected at her on the screen. Looking at herself in such a provocative way turned her on. Despite you could only see from the neck down, it was a wonderful view to both her and Dabi. Her eyes filled with lust and her pussy throbbed to be touched. She could feel Dabi’s breath tickle at her earlobe and seeing his devious smirk caused her to swallow the harsh lump that formed in the middle of her throat.

“Look how good you look,” Dabi whispered in her ear. “You’re probably going to steal the show from me, doll,” He adds before a little tick noise could be heard as the stream was counting down from ten. “Make sure you don’t moan my real name like you did last time I had you like this during that family trip,” His fingers inched slowly and slow in between her plump thighs.

The show was now live for all his subscribers to see. Dabi was about to finger fuck (Y/N) for his subscribers and she couldn’t wait for that to happen. The pretty babysitter felt the harsh slap at her cunt when the countdown had finally hit zero. The tingle her cunt felt at the sudden slap caused her to be soaked. Dabi’s fingers swiped at her puffy lips collecting her wetness and she could feel his teeth nibbling at the bridge of her ear. “I slapped that cunt of yours and you grew so fuckin’ wet. You like it when I do that?”

“Yes,” Her words stumble out in an intoxicating way. “Please touch me some more,”

The pad of Dabi’s index and middle finger rubbed at her sensitive bud in a circular motion. The tipping notification was blowing up on his profile, but he ignored it. He wanted to see her fucked out just by his fingers. “Like this, doll?” Dabi questioned.

“Or like this?” His two fingers entered her sopping entrance without a warning.

(Y/N)’s mouth gasped open at the sudden action. Her hands grabbed at Dabi’s wrist. “Like that,” She cooed. Her eyes fluttered closed as if she was put into a trance.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet all for me, may have to fuck you until you’re seeing stars after this,” Dabi commented as he begin to move his two fingers inside of her. Her wetness pooled into his lap staining the grey sweatpants he wore.

The audience was loving every second of what was going on as the comments were moving so quickly that Dabi couldn’t even read them. His mind was making sure that (Y/N) felt the wrath of her silly con of trying to blackmail him. His fingers thrust inside her at a pace just like she liked him. A pace she was familiar with when the two shared a moment together during the Todoroki family trip.

“Fuck—” (Y/N) stuttered out as her back pressed against Dabi’s toned chest. Her head fell back as her eyes lolled in the back of her head. The pleasurable feeling of Dabi’s slender digits stuffing her pretty cunt caused her to quiver. Her eyes watered as if she was enduring so much pain, but just she was just enduring the intoxicating pleasure of Dabi fingering her.

“Look at them pretty lil tears.” Dabi cooed in her ear as his finger tugged out of your wet pussy. His fingers were coated with your slick as he rubbed at your clit once again. “I just fingered you and you’re already cryin’ out like a desperate lil slut.”

“Screw you.” (Y/N) spat at him as she was panting, her hips bucked upon his wet fingers for more friction upon her throbbing cunt.

“You’re telling me this as you’re bucking against my hand like a poor little wolf in heat.” Dabi slapped at her cunt once again before his fingers disappeared into her pussy again.

The only sound that bounced off Dabi’s room walls were the moans that tumbled off (Y/N)’s lips and the pornographic sound of Dabi’s fingers aggressively thrusting inside her cunt. At this point, the young babysitter soaked Dabi’s lap as she could feel her orgasm pooling at the pit of her stomach. Her back arching slightly off his lap just for his hand that wasn’t buried in between her thighs to push her back from not leaning forward to expose her face to his viewers.

“If you’re going to cum on my fingers go ahead,” Dabi urged as his fingers still were inside her. “I want to feel your pussy pulse around my fingers anyway,” He adds.

Dabi’s inebriating words only was responded with a string of moans. His free hand reached over to rub at her clit. The beautiful sight of (Y/N) on his monitor had Dabi rock hard under his sweatpants that were currently soaked. (Y/N) had reached to slowly Dabi’s hand but he moved it out the way as if she was being disobedient.

“Just let it all doll, I know you want to,” Dabi assured as his thumb flickered at the sensitive bud once again.

It was as if he had her in a trance because once those words fell off his tongue, (Y/N) let it all out. Her walls fluttered around his fingers as if it was his own thick cock. But that didn’t stop Dabi. His fingers still thrust inside her tight cunt, lunging through the overpowering orgasm she was currently enduring.

“Dabi, that’s t’much’” (Y/N) cried out as her tears decorated her lashline causing the once black mascara that she wore to be smudged and staining her face.

“Shhhh…I said let it all out didn’t I?” Dabi questioned as his lips kissed at the side of her temple sweetly. His fingers still pounced forward until the gush of liquid escaped from her cunt. Dabi could feel it staining not only his pants but his wooden floors right below him and even on his desk.

The sight of seeing the way (Y/N)’s toes curled as his fingers removed themselves before he’s back massaging her clit. She was a wet quivering mess in his lap as the tipping notification on his profile was going off like crazy.

“Don’t ever think about blackmailing again, okay?” Dabi whispered into her ear before he eventually ended his stream.

(Y/N) couldn’t feel the lower half of her body, her brain felt like a frozen Windows tab on a computer, and she felt so exhausted. As she sat on Dabi’s lap, she could feel the same fingers that once were inside her tracing alongside her thighs that still were shaking just a bit.

“You need to get up and go shower before my parents come back” Dabi interjected her thoughts.

“Yeah, you’re right.” was the only words that could come out of (Y/N)’s mouth as she climbed off his lap. Her face felt so hot when she saw the wet spot on Dabi’s pants.

“It’s just a pair of sweatpants,” He responded as he began to clean the mess (Y/N) made.

When the stream ended, both Dabi and (Y/N) were in the living room watching television. Sitting in silence trying to gather up all the thoughts of the intimate moment you two shared. He heard her phone ring, expecting it was his parents notifying her that they were a couple of minutes away from the house and it was okay to leave now if she’d like. But instead, he watched as her teeth bit down on her lower lip.

“Connor, you left me on read for three days and now you want to respond because I got finger fucked on camera! Fuck you!”

At that moment Dabi realized that (Y/N) didn’t care to blackmail him and use him being a cam boy against him. She used it for her own gain. To make her boyfriend jealous.

“How’d he know it was you?” Dabi questioned as his eyes tore from the television to look at her.

(Y/N) threw her feet in Dabi’s lap, lifting her left leg shaking her leg slightly so the gold anklet that had a ‘C’ pendant would be in his view. “This. He gave it to me last Monday for our four-month anniversary, just for him to cheat two days after that. I sent him the link to your profile before I even approached you about the whole blackmailing thing.” She said with confidence in her voice.

“You’re fuckin’ insane.” He added.

“I know.” (Y/N) says as she smiled at the dark-haired male.

Silence once again overcame the duo as they went back to watching tv, but Dabi broke the silence with a quickness.

“Do you want to do another stream together?”

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Share The Wealth || Tom Holland x Reader x Timothée Chalamet

Warnings: smut (18+), unprotected sex, oral (m + f receiving), handjobs, light hair pulling, pwp, mild themes of cheating, somewhat dark Tommo, teasing on Timmy’s part, some public sexual stuff, a white boy comment lmao, language

Word Count: 4,226

Author’s Note: SURPRISE! A surprise post lol. I don’t know what happened but Timothée Chalamet has been on my mind a lot recently and I couldn’t stop thinking about these two together lmaoooo. So I hope you guys enjoy it too!

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✧˖*°࿐ synopsis + warnings — breakups are hard, especially that dreading moment of picking up your belongings from the other apartment ( reader has female anatomy, her/she pronouns, reader is black, a little bit of angst, a little bit of smut, oral [f.receiving], suna kinda a toxic ex, minors dni )

✧˖*°࿐ dedicated to that one anon who requested months ago. i'm sorry for the long wait and here it is.

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THE BOX FILLED WITH HIS THINGS ONLY GREW HEAVIER. You found yourself struggling to throw his stuff in the box for him to pick up, but you had to do it. You knew that holding onto dead weight only would bring you down as the new year was just starting. So, you had to give him back everything. Every hoodie, every necklace, every shirt, everything had to go. But you didn't expect this departure to end like this.

You knew Suna had his ways. He had his pointless apologies after doing something that disrespected your relationship. He had the forgetting date nights. He had his ways. Suna showing up to your place looking good as ever to pick up his belongings was a part of his ways. Wearing that one cologne he knew you adored was a part of his way. Walking into your apartment comfortably just to get his stuff that you already packed up, but he swore you would forget something. It was all a part of some plan to tug you right back into his toned arms.

And it worked all the time.

Especially given the way your heart fluttered when the flat of his tongue licked at your folds in such a delicate manner while his index and ring fingers shoved themselves into your cunt. Your fingers tugged at his hair slightly gaining a groan that vibrated against your clit. Your moans bounced off your bedroom as Suna took the spot in between your thighs. His dark alluding eyes looked at your fucked out expression as you cooed out his name. It was a wonderful sight and an even amazing sound hearing his name still roll off your tongue.

His hands tugged you closer to him as his wet mouth detached from your clit. But his calloused digits still were inside you. The lewd sound of his fingers thrusting inside your tight walls caused Suna to be turned on. His lips placed soft kisses on the inside of your thighs. "I just wanted to get one last taste before we go separate ways." He would coo against your soft brown skin.

The taste of you pushed him further and further off the edge. He didn't want to lose you, he wanted you to be by his side forever. But it wasn't fair for you when he had no intentions to change.

"Just please let me make you feel good again." He adds before he's devouring you once again. He removed his fingers just to focus on eating you out like a hunger-filled dog.

His hands held your thighs apart as your cries only grew louder. Your hips seemed to buck forward wanting more friction upon your throbbing clit that ached for his touch. "Suna." You moaned out as your back arched against your mattress. "I'm about to cum." You added.

Hearing that statement come out of your mouth was like an ego stroke to the dark-haired male. His arms pinning you down so you couldn't whithering out his enduring touch. His nose brushed against your slick brown skin as his lips were attached to you. It was a very familiar moment that you knew all too well. Suna would lick you up so well that you'll cum right as his mouth was attached to your cunt. He would rather eat your orgasm away just to taste you a little longer.

But to your shock, his mouth detaches itself from your drooling cunt. He's sitting upon his knees, the pad of his thumb is rubbing on your clit placing a sensational feeling on the sensitive bud. Your eyesight was seeing stars as the burning feeling only pooled heavier & heavier in the bit of stomach. You turned your head to avoid eye contact with Suna's lifeless eyes, but his free head grabbed a hold of your chin just so you can look at him. His fingers still were placed on your clit, "I want to see the way your eyes light up when you cum just one last time baby," He says.

"So go ahead and cum for me? M'kay?"

You could only nod as you could feel your orgasm burst just when Suna's fingers rubbed at your clit just the way you liked it. Your vision grew blurry and you were a panting mess in front of your ex-boyfriend. But he was enjoying this a little too much.

Your eyes blinked a couple times trying to gain your vision back. A temporary shiver shook down your spine as you were so quick to cover your lower half with the cream-colored sheets. Suna stood at the edge of your bedroom, his tongue licking at his lips that lingered with your taste. He's fixing his appearance as if he wasn't just in between your thighs. His long fingers that were inside you, combed through his hair before he's leaning down to pick up the box full of his things.

"Goodbye (Y/N), you know you'll always be my girl."

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Small Gods: First Cup - 1

First Cup: A Hawkeye Fanfic

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Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Clint Barton x F!Reader

Rating: E

Word Count:  2066

Warnings: none for chapter, smut on series, reader is a god.

Synopsis: Clint Barton has a coffee addiction.  One day that addiction brings him to The Elysian Fields coffee shop where he meets you.  Soon Clint feels like his addiction isn’t just caffeine-based.  But things are not as they seem.  With a store that only appears under certain conditions, no customers, and a dog the size of a Dire Wolf, Clint isn’t sure there’s not more going on with you and he isn’t sure how to figure out if his feelings are real or just a side effect of his addiction.

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Clint often wondered how people without caffeine addictions managed to make it through the day.  He was sure those people existed.  There were morning people who got up and went for a run on just a smoothie and good vibes.  That wasn’t Clint.  Today Clint had woken up to a broken coffee machine and had seriously considered just pouring coffee grounds straight into his mouth just to get him out the door.  He felt like he was dragging himself along the street, and he was sure he should have passed at least three Starbucks and two bodegas that he could have gotten a coffee from in the time he’d been walking and yet, his sleep-addled mind either was misjudging the distance or was remembering things wrong because nothing was jumping out at him.

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CANDY: CHAPTER 3

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SUMMARY: After a small incident occurs you decide to help Eren out.

WARNINGS: Unedited. Mentions of an idiotic man. (If I missed some plz lmk.)

PAIRING: Mob Boss!Eren Jaeger x Fem!Stripper!Reader

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It has almost been two weeks since you last saw the man named Eren Jaeger. Whether he showed up again or not was honestly the least of your concerns. You were there for one sole reason making money, that was it.

Still though, as much as you tried to forget about him and the little interaction the two of you had, your eyes still subconsciously searched for him in the crowd when you were on and off the stage.

“Candy, you’re on in five!” A loud voice emitted through the doors as a heavy sigh escaped your mouth.

“Here goes another long night,” you murmured while fixing your hair.

Getting off the stage after your performance you head to the back room.

“Don’t tell me you were looking for him again,” Jazmine spoke as her eyes fixated on you.

A quick dumbfounded expression fell over your face, as you quickly replaced it with your neutral one, "I don’t know what you're talking about...”

“Girl stop playing, I know you ain’t dumb. Every single time you’ve worked this week you've been looking for mystery man.” She replied.

“I’m not looking for anyone. You know I got a man at home.”

“You talking about the one who’s never home? The two of you aren’t even together like that.”

“You think your funny, huh? We’re trying to figure it out, you know that.” You say while rolling your eyes.

“You know I’m right. You’re just trying to convince yourself.” A sly smirk flashed across her face.

“I’m getting a drink. You're not about to stress me out tonight.”

“Bet you gon go look for him!”

“Get back to work Jazz. I’ll see you in a bit.” You tell her off as you waved her off while heading to the bar.

Getting your usual, and making minor conversation with your co-worker. You feel your insides feel warm from the alcohol you’ve been consuming.

“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? A sexy lady like you can’t be drinking alone, let me buy you a drink?” A gruff irksome voice spoke leaning into your ear.

Flashing a fake smile onto your face you denied the stranger's offer. You'd usually say yes but the aura of this man was throwing you off, before you could turn around and leave the uncomfortable interaction his arm slid across your waist.

“Sir, I am going to kindly ask you to not touch me. I have a client I need to attend to.” It took every last bone in your body to not hit this disgusting man, and your patience was wearing thin. Slightly struggling to get out of his grip you wiggled and pushed yourself to be free of his grasp.

“Don’t be like that baby!” His hands this time grasping your wrist.

“I said to not touch me!” You had just about enough of the guy, did he not know how to take no for an answer. Clenching your hand in a fist to hit him you were quickly cut short of your movements.

“I’m sure she told you to stop.” Turning your head to face the voice, it was him his unfaltering gaze never leaving your body.

“Who do you thi-” The annoying man quickly got cut off with a quick punch to his face not by you but by Eren. You quickly covered your mouth in shock as your eyes widened.

“Let’s go to the back, shall we?” Eren spoke as he nodded his head in the direction of the doors. “I’ll see you in five.”

“I’m sorry, but do I know you?” You looked at him a false look of confusion falling over your features.

You watch as Eren gave you a large grin. “I’m sure you do, Candy.” Eren let out a chuckle to then speak again. “I’ve been watching you since our last conversation. I’m sure you remember it. As I said before, I’ll see you in five.”

You watch as he walked through the staff's double doors. Stepping over the passed-out man you quickly call over security to rid of him.

Arriving through the doors you make quick work of finding Eren. Looking through a few doors, that’s when you found him.

“You know, you didn’t have to do what you did. I had it under control.”

Eren looked at you, the same smirk playing against his lips, “I’m sure you did. Just thought I'd help you out a bit.”

The two of you continued to look at each other neither of you refusing to break the quiet air, just you shaking your head. That was until you could no longer hold your tongue, “What is it that you want me to do? Consider it a thanks from me.”

“Well it so happens I have something I need you to do...that’s if you’re ready for it.” You watched as he relaxed in one of the chairs his tattooed hands reaching to stretch behind his neck.

“Go on…”

“There’s this item I want you to get, it’s simple really. A snake-shaped ring, the guy who’s wearing it usually has it on his left hand. Do you think you can do the job? He’ll be in the VIP section, everything's covered.”

You give Eren a nod showing him you understand leaving any questions you wanted to ask him for later as you left.

Making your way to the VIP section you looked at the small group of men, since he didn’t give you any details as to what the person looked like, you were going to have to pay careful attention to their hands.

“Well isn’t it the famous Candy. Have you come to give us a show?” The man quickly spreads his long legs as he began to rub his chin.

Batting your eyes at the man, you watch him cautiously as his fingers rubbed the little goatee on his chin. As he’s doing so you notice the snake ring, a tarnished gold color, it was smaller than you had thought.

“Yes actually, except it’s only for you, complimentary of the house. That’s if you would like to?”

“Lead the way, doll.”

Turning your back to lead the way you whisper a low “Of course.” As a small smile formed on your face you continued your path to the room. Reaching the room you look around to see the setup of the space, it was perfect.

“Now, why don’t you get comfortable so I can start the show.” You say giving him a wink.

“So did you get it?” You heard Eren speak before you could fully enter the room.

Reaching inside your bra you take out the thin gold ring, carefully looking at the design before tossing it to him. “Here it is.”

“Good job, you did well. By the way, you can keep the ring.” Eren said while tossing back the ring at you.

“Why would I do that? You see where I work right. I also just stole it.” you replied with an irritated tone.

Eren let out a chuckle, “Well you see, that was a little test I had to see how you would handle a situation like that.”

“A test? Are you serious?” you cross your arms over your chest displeased.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I said, so are you in?”

You bring yourself closer to Eren’s sitting figure slightly hovering over him. “Let’s talk over the conditions.”

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SPIT — famous fashion designer mitsuya loved when you exposed your tongue out for him when he was ready to release his load. it was something about seeing the eagerness in your glossy eyes waiting patiently for his cum to hit your tongue. mitsuya cherished the way the strings of his thick cum dribble off the tip of your tongue. his chest rising aggressively, a sheet of sweat decorating his toned torso, and his vision as blurry as a deer running head-on into a car. but it was just something that caused him to grow rock hard once again watching you spit out what he released in your mouth like the naughty brat you were. and gosh don't let the cum stain the shirt he designed and made just for you. he was going to face fuck you again & again & again until you stopped kept it all in.

SWALLOW — pretty boy hakkai didn't like it when you wasted something. especially his cum. he either fucked it in you or made you swallow it. it was just something that turned you on watching through your eyelashes as the scar near his lips twitch with each subtle kiss at his sensitive tip. you always knew when he was about release because he always got a bit rough. his large hands tugging the back of your head closer to his toned thighs. his cock hitting the back of your throat while tears crystalized at your lash line. his hips seemed to buck at a particular angle just so he can cum and when he did, it was a lot. despite him seeing stars like a cartoon character from a show he and yuzuha used to watch when he was younger, he still would glance down at your form to be sure you swallowed all that he gave you. when you did let the thick substance trickled down your throat like a beverage, hakkai always placed a kiss on your lips. mumbling words of praise at his favorite person.

A LIL BIT OF BOTH — ran haitani was used to messes. from the rolling up the sleeves to his nicely ironed button-down shirt just to scrub up blood after ending someone's life to watching the messes of drunken bodies stumble out of one of bonten's nightclubs. but the one mess he did love was the messy sight of watching his cum stumble out your mouth. you always continued to suck him off through the temporary bliss that caused a bone-chilling shiver to tiptoe down his spine. a cigarette in between his lips as his digits would comb through his lilac-colored hair that sweated out due to the two of you lewd activities. his eyes peering down at you watching as you spit his cum that was once in your mouth back onto his cock. and ran haitani is close to marrying you when he feels your tongue glide around his girth licking up the cum you spit on his cock. his eyes lighting up with so much lust as you swallow the salty substance with ease. yeah, he could be in love with you now.

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NEW YORK CITY'S BEST MARRIAGE THERAPIST DR. STEWART STARED AT THE COUPLE IN FRONT OF HER. Her mouth gasped open at the news she was hearing and her perfectly arched eyebrows raised in confusion. In front of her were two of the most successful people in the world designed to tie the knot in two months. In just two months they were about to combine two of the most successful families and rack up a combined net worth that could have Elon Musk pissing his pants. She was beyond confused on how they needed marriage counseling and they haven't even said 'I do' yet. But here the therapist was listening to their problems that shook her to the core.

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"He fucked his assistant and then had the audacity to try to kiss me thirty minutes later, Dr. Stewart." (Y/N) huffed as she leaned back into the grey-colored chair.

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CANDY: Chapter 2

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SUMMARY: Eren arrives to talk business with Venus' owner. In the process of doing so, that's when he sees you.

WARNINGS: Unedited.

PAIRING: Mob Boss! Eren Jaeger x Fem!Stripper!Reader

(A/N: As always the reader is referenced as black. Unedited all mistakes are my own. This chapter is written mainly in third person.)

Eren was driving his black Mercedes-Benz G-Class in silence.

It was deafening, but he really needed a moment to think to himself, with all the drama that involved being in the mafia he was always going.

Aside from his money missing, he had bigger problems to deal with. He was in a rivalry with another group and he really needed to speak with Franko to see what was going on.

Pulling up to the club parking lot he had shut down the ignition. Getting outside of the vehicle, Eren looked at the large bright building. Noticing the long line-up of people and the bouncer that was preventing him from entering Venus’ tall doors.

Eren hadn’t really been going out too much, after all there was a bounty on his head. He still wanted a chance to get out of that building and this would be one of his chances to do so.

Eren didn’t want to wait in line so he approached the front to cut the line.

“Back of the line!” The bouncer didn't even look at him.

“I’m not going to the back. It’s either you let me in or I can have a talk with your boss, let’s be smart about this.” Eren remarked back.

“It’s VIP only.”

“I’m not too sure if you understand what I'm saying. Let me be a bit more clear. The name’s Eren Jaeger, I’m sure you recognize my name, yeah?” The bouncer's eyes widened, finally giving Eren a full glance.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jaeger! I thought you were someone else!" Without saying another word the bouncer moved to the side, making way for him to go through.

As Eren was about to walk through the doors he turned around to speak with the man. "It's all good. I'll just talk with your boss about it." Eren smirked leaving the man in panic.

Upon entering the doors Eren looked around. He hadn’t been at Venus’ in a long time. Almost a year to be exact. The last time he was here was to deal with business. Ironically, today he was here for the same reason.

Walking through the doors of the neon lit club he had noticed that it smelt strangely sweet. A mixed scent of alcohol and perfume filled the air as loud music was booming.

It looked different than last time, Eren thought to himself. Armin did tell him tonight was different than other nights, but he wasn't expecting this big of a change.

The club was packed to what looked like full capacity, a mix of both men & women. Everyone was all over the place in different rooms and areas. Money scattered all across the dark floors. Drinks being served and the sounds of bottles being popped.

Eren walked towards the club's bar, “Can I get a Jack Daniels, neat. Your boss too, tell him it’s Eren.”

The bartender nodded their head calling some girl named Jessica over. Whispering something into her ear the blonde women left heading towards a pair of doors that said ‘STAFF ONLY’ not too far away from the bar.

Eren watched as two other girls began to grab the remaining money off the center of the main stage stuffing them into the gold bags they were holding, heading towards the same doors where the blonde had left.

Guess another one’s about to go up, Eren thought while taking a sip of his whisky.

With the music slowly fading out, the sound of the announcer’s voice was quick to replace it, “Presenting to you, Venus’ very own sweetest and definitely most delicious, Candy!”

The moving blue beam lights turned into a neon pink and purple while the music changed, Candy by Doja Cat began to play throughout the club.

Eren’s eyes were looking at the stage. He never recalled anyone who was working here by that name before. He wanted to see who it was as his curiosity once again was getting the best of him, to be fair he was waiting anyways.

Eren watched the girl as she slowly walked through the thick beaded curtains her hips moving side to side.

The woman called Candy, wrapped her hands around the silver pole. Her body moving and rolling in tune with the music.

Eren couldn't take his eyes off of her, it was like she’d put him under a spell.

Candy began walking around with her hands on the pole, lifting her legs as she to begun to spin around.

With her long hair flowing behind her, she wrapped one foot around the pole as she turned her body upside down.

The way she moved her body was truly captivating, Eren didn’t know much about this type of work but he could tell by the way she was moving that she’d put in a lot of practice and hard work.

Eren watched as the women slid into the splits from in the air to the floor. Money being tossed into the air, falling on to the floor as she slid some of the bills into her bra and panties.

Eren felt the confidence and sex appeal ooze right off her. He had seen dancers before but something about him intrigued her. He wanted, no he needed to know who she was.

“A beauty that one is. Ain’t she?” A voice spoke from over his shoulder.

Erens eye broke off from the women on stage to see who was speaking to him.

It was Franko, he began speaking again. “Been here for six months. That one. Sure knows how to captivate a crowd too.”

Eren turned to look at the man, taking another sip of the whiskey that he realized he hadn’t finished. “I came to talk to you. It’s important.”

Franko led Eren to the back room sitting down as Eren followed. “I know you’re here for the money Eren, I was gonna give it to you. You know I never miss a payment.”

“I know you do. Do you have the money though?” Eren looked at Franko sternly.

“It’s right here.” Eren watched as Franko pulled out three large stacks of cash sliding it to him.

“You came all this way for this? You usually send someone else.” Franko asked as his hands motioned towards the money.

“Yes and no. We’ve been having some tampering issues with the other group; it seems from the information I've been receiving they’ve been coming here more than usual. I’d go into further detail, but it seems too many of them are here tonight and I've been back here for way too long.” Eren explained.

“I see. I’ll come give you a visit.”

“The women that was on stage, can I have a private room with her?”

“Candy? She’s booked out for the night.”

“I’ll pay double.” Eren remarked, while flashing a wad of cash at the man.

“I'll see what I can do.” Franko sighed out.

“Perfect, hold on to my money. I'll come and get the it later tonight.”

“Mr. Walter?” The women named Candy asked.

“No, he won’t be seeing you tonight.” Eren said.

“Then who are you?”

“Your client for tonight. Is there a problem?” Eren slyly smirked.

Candy looked at the man as she held her head high. “As long as you got the paper, I ain’t got no complaints.”

“Good.” Eren said leaning back into the red plush chair.

Candy began to walk to Eren moving her body seductively, she then sat on Eren’s lap as she began to grind on him.

“So, what’s your name?” Eren asked

“I’m sure you already know I saw you watching me on stage. I should be asking you that.” Candy responded tilting his head up with one of her fingers.

“It’s Eren Jaeger, but you can call me Eren. Now, can I get your real name?”

“Candy. That's all you’re gonna get.”

Eren watched the women continue her movements.

“I want to ask you something?”

“Mhm, what is it?” Candy moved her hands against Eren’s chest.

“I want to offer you a proposal.” Eren whispered in her ear.

“I’m listening.” Candy turned her body to face Eren continuing to straddle him while moving her hips.

“There's something about you I like. I'd like you to work for me.”

“Work for you hm? And what would I be doing?”

“A few task and errands, here and there.”

“Mr. Jaeger, is it?”

Eren looks at her while nodding his head.

“What’s in it for me?”

“Anything you want.”

“Anything I want you say? I advise you tread carefully Mr. Jaeger. You don’t know me like that.”

A loud noise made the women halt her movements.

“I guess time’s up Mr. Jaeger. I'll think about it.” The women whispered into Erens Ear lifting herself off to leave.

“Can I at least see you?” Eren asked, while softly grabbing Candy by the wrist.

“I think you’ve seen enough of me tonight. Until next time, Mr. Jaeger.”

Eren watched through low eyes as Candy left through the door.

Leaving him without her name and face alongside another issue, one where he had to fix himself.

Letting out a heavy sigh Eren titled his head back with one thought on his mind.

Who was that woman?

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YOU SAT AT THE TABLE GLANCING AROUND AS THE ELDER PEOPLE WERE WALTZING around the room with their canes and walkers. Legs crossed over one enough side-eyeing the older men who would whistle seeing the slight exposure of your skin in the skirt you wore. When you saw the elder man waltz in and his eyes landed on you, his lips curled into a smirk. The same smirk you’ve seen countless times within the past couple of months. She was the spitting image of him. You stood up respectfully to bow as he grew closer to you.

Jin Choi, the father of Jules Choi stood in front of you croaking away in a retirement home. How he got there, that’s why you were here to figure it out

This plan of yours better work Choso, you thought to yourself

You let out a happy sigh as you closed your laptop after submitting an assignment. Sitting in the small cafe with Choso and his younger brother Yuji on a Friday night trying to catch up on the countless assignments you had. When you were able to close all the tabs on your laptop, the relief of being able to say you submitted all your assignments. You leaned forward, breaking a piece of Yuji’s chocolate chip cookie to eat.

“Hey!” Yuji exclaimed as he leaned forward to give you a glare.

“I’ll buy you more, I promise,” You said as you pinched at his cheeks causing him to laugh and move your hand away.

“Are you done with your work because I have a movie night with Geto to attend in about an hour,” You said as you checked the time on your phone.

“I was actually done, thirty minutes ago.” Choso pointed out.

“Well, then we’re done here. Let me go buy Yuji some cookies to go,” You went to stand up but Choso stopped you.

“Wait, I need to show you something,” Choso says as you plopped back down in the cushioned seat.

“What?” You questioned.

He turned his laptop over to show you a website. Your eyes scanned over the website in confusion. “Are you putting your grandfather in a retirement home?” You whispered so Yuji wouldn’t hear you.

“What? No [Y/N],” Choso says. “Listen, I was snooping around Jules one day when I was discussing my contract with CAMPOP. When she went to use the bathroom, I was being nosey and found payment statements from this place.”

“And?”

“I think her father is in this place,” Choso says.

“But I thought he was sick. It would be understandable to put him in some high-class retirement home if you were running a company,” You shrugged. “And I thought we were dropping this to take Jules down plan since Geto is going to prove she did something to Ayaki.”

“No, because what if he can’t prove it,” Choso says looking at you. “But back to what I was saying, I don’t think her father is actually sick. While I was being nosey, I went through her emails and saw this.” He showed you his phone of the pictures of the emails of communication between Jules and the owner of the retirement home. The two of them are talking about falsifying things to be sure for her father to stay in the retirement home.

“Wow,” was the only thing that escaped your lips before you looked at Choso. “So what’s next?”

You stared at Choso who had some wicked grin on your face that made you nervous. “What the hell did you get me into?”

“Well, one of the workers there is a close friend of mine…well a fan of my work is a front desk attendant there. She said she can get you in to talk to the old man,” Choso says, giving you some cheeky grin.

“And why can’t you do it?” You questioned.

“Because he’s not going to listen to some guy, but a pretty woman like you [Y/N]..will have him talking. All we need to know is if Jules is running the company in about a month.” Choso says. “Plus, I’m taking this little guy somewhere,” he ruffled up Yuji’s pink-colored hair while the little boy was coloring.

You would only nod as you didn’t want to argue against what he said. You knew Choso took looking after Yuji as something extremely important, so you didn’t mind sweet talking with an older man to get information out of them. “So we’re not only trying to get her ass sent to prison but take the company away from her also?” You questioned.

“Basically,” Choso says.

“[Y/N], you said a bad word. That’s a yen bill in the swear jar,” Yuji said as he looked at you with such seriousness. Cookie crumbs on his face as he waited for you.

“What happened to coins being in the swear jar, jeez.” You said as you dug through your wallet to give the five-year-old a yen bill. “Let me get you some more cookies, I’ll be back.” You pushed yourself from your seat as you walked towards the counter. You stood behind some guy and his son.

As you stared at the dark-haired little boy, you noticed he looked similar to Toji’s son. As the boy was clinging on his father’s pants, he was glancing around the cafe and once he landed on the table Choso and yourself were sitting at his little face lit up. “ITADORI!” He squealed letting go of his father’s pants leg and running towards the table.

“Megumi!” Toji said as he tried to grasp at his son’s hand but he was already at the table with Choso and Yuji.

When he turned around and saw you, you saw his eyes soften. Instantly you wanted to leave, you haven’t seen Toji since the last time you talked to him. Choso would tell you that he’s doing fine. “Hey, Toji…” Your voice trailed off as you stared at him.

The two of you stepped out of line so you wouldn’t be holding up the line. It seemed like Toji was searching for words to say, so he eventually cleared his throat to speak. “[Y/N], how have you been?” He questioned.

“Okay, just school and streaming. The usual,” You answered truthfully.

“I see,” was the only thing Toji said out his mouth. “You’ve been doing streams with that guy,” he pointed out, causing you to raise your eyebrows at him

“Yeah,” You awkwardly said before Toji once again spoke.

“Well, I’m glad you finally admitted to liking the guy.”

“Excuse me?” You questioned.

“Come on [Y/N], I saw the way he looked at you when we bumped into him at dinner. You gave him the same look,” Toji pointed out. “So, I’m happy that you’re happy.” He admitted looking at you. You could even see a sly smile on his face.

“Anyway, I should really get home. Promised the little guy over there I would get him a snack for his good behavior today,” He motioned to Megumi who was talking to Yuji.

You couldn’t help but smile as he would order himself a coffee and cookie for Megumi. When the worker gave him what he wanted, he would give him a smile. “It was nice seeing you.” He said as he looked at you before Megumi ran back over to him. The dark-haired kid had Yuji’s other half of his chocolate chip cookie as he grabbed his father’s pants leg.

You watched as Toji left the cafe with his son, you genuinely felt happy for him. The smile on his face made you happy. You were happy that he was happy and you were sure he felt the same way.

Once you ordered Yuji’s cookies, you walked back to the table placing the bag of cookies on the table. She sat down before sighing. “So, if we find out she isn’t running the company…then what?” You asked.

“We find out who is,” Choso answered

Your eyes stared at the elderly man as he took a seat at the table. It seemed like he was drinking in your looks, leaning on the table with a smirk. “You work for my company,” he pointed out.

Perfectly arched eyebrows raising in curiosity, you leaned forward also. “Your company? How is it your company if you’re growing old here?”

Jin chuckled as he looked at you. He watched as one of the workers placed bottles of water on the table for them. You noticed that Jin’s eyes looked at her butt as she was walking away to do her job. You rolled your eyes shifting into your seat uncomfortably.

“I will never leave what I built to my daughter. I would rather burn the company down myself,” He answered. “She’s just like her mom.” He explained. “Reckless and only thinks about herself.”

“So, how the hell did you get in here. You look perfectly fine.” You responded.

“I said she was reckless, not dumb,” Jin replied. “She’s smart to falsify documents deeming me incapable to be by myself,” Jin says as he looked at you.

“When you say she’s just like her mom. What do you mean?” You questioned, you leaned back into your seat. Which caused a little bit of your black bra to show due to you unbuttoning a couple buttons in the blouse you wore.

Jin smirked, his eyes darting from you to your pretty bra. “She always said pretty women would be my downfall, her mother said the same thing,” Jin responded. “You would think I would’ve been so irrational. Sleeping with other women, staying out late,” Jin’s voice trailed off. “But I was a good husband. Her mother turned her against me and when the divorce was brought up, that's when shit hit the fan.”

Jin had sipped at his water before continuing, “That’s when the lies about me having an affair with cam girls in the company started swirling around in Jules' mind. Her mother being her puppeteer only made the girl dislike me even more and what I do.”

“That would explain her dislike for cam workers.” You chirped in.

“Only women.”

“Huh?”

“She only hates the women cam workers,” Jin corrected. “She hates them because of some lie her mother told her just to hate me.”

Your lips formed a straight line as you were listening to him. His arms crossed over his chest. “Even after her mother passed away when she was thirteen I tried to explain to her that it was a lie. I would never jeopardize my company like that. But I’ve lost her. But instead of just going to fuckin’ therapy or something, I only buried myself more and more into CAMPOP because she hated me so much.”

“But I just don’t understand her, why run a company that you think is the reason your family broke apart?” You asked.

Jin shrugged his shoulders before he then thought about it. He’s letting out a laugh so hard, other older people are glancing in your direction. “To self-sabotage it. I keep up with the news in here and I know about that woman’s death.”

You looked at him, it was as if he was hiding something. He fiddled with his thumbs before sighing. “Before I tell you this, you have to promise me one thing,” Jin says as he looked at you.

It seemed like you were always twirled into more chaos than your life could handle, but you couldn’t untwirl yourself out of it now. You were already tangled so deeply into the toxic web with so many people. Afraid that if you cut yourself out of it, it would break.

“And that this is?” You asked.

“To stay at the Number 1 ranking for a month BVBYGRL007,” Jin says giving you some smirk.

You leaned back into your sheet in complete shock. You didn’t even tell him who you were, but here he was knowing who you were as you were talking to him. You tugged your braids out your face before speaking once again, “You knew it was me the whole time?”

“Of course, you actually think I’ll let Jules confirm who puts content on my website by herself,” Jin snickers. “As I was saying, Jules came to visit me one morning frantic as ever. She’s pacing around the room like a madwoman, she’s doing so much shit. And she breaks down in front of me. I haven’t seen my daughter cry in years, but there she was crying and mumbling about how she screwed out and in deep shit.”

She must have been talking about Ayaki.

“And I saw the hatred for me lighten up in her eyes when I told her that I can’t help her. That she has to fix her own shit.” Jin carelessly shrugged.

He knew that Ayaki was dead and just was in here letting his life wash away. Letting his daughter about to bring his company down due to her possibly being in connection with a murder.

“Visitors, visitation will be ending soon. Please pack your belongings, say your farewells, and make your way to the exit to sign out.”

“But why should I stay at the number 1 ranking? Can’t you just go to the police and tell them what you just told me? That practically confirms she was involved in Ayaki’s death.” You asked as Jin was standing up with you. “You’ll have your company back in no time.”

You felt frustrated and angry that he was using some deal as a pawn to tell her what Jules did. He had the whole power to take his daughter down, but he was choosing not to. In some ways perhaps he was just like his daughter and just didn’t see it.

He looked at you with so much seriousness in his eyes. “Yes, Jules is smart. I’ll give her that, but she can’t outwit me.” He motions to himself. “I call the cops and then what? It’s medical documents deeming me as practically fucking unable to think for myself.” He threw his hands up in frustration as a nurse was walking over to him to lead him back into his room.

“But you never answered my question.” You said stepping forward. “Why should I be at the number 1 ranking at the end of the Month?”

Jin would stop and look at you.

“Because I’m stepping down officially to retire. Once again, Jules may be smart. But she never actually read my official retirement statement. The one she has is the fake one that I gave to the company’s lawyer knowing that he’s practically Jules lap dog.” Jin explained as he was being tugged away.

“Wait.” You exclaimed stepping forward near the door that was connecting to the back part of the retirement home.

“The person who’s Number 1 when my official retirement statement is released at the end of the month by my legit lawyer will be the true heir of my company.” Jin bluntly admitted as he disappeared behind the door.

You could feel knots form in your stomach as you tugged out your phone and opened the CAMPOP website and there you were at the Number 1 ranking. You then checked your calendar on your phone.

3 weeks.

You had three weeks to stay at the top ranking, a position that both you and Geto were tossing back and forth like a hot potato. But did you want to tell Geto about the thrilling power that either one of you could have in three weeks?