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atanx · 10 months
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I see people bringing up Nishiki slapping Reina so fucking often and I'm so fucking tired of it.
Let's get this out of the way first: was it good of Nishiki to hit Reina? Should he have done it? OF FUCKING COURSE NOT. While violence is the answer to a not negligible amount of problems, here, it WASN'T.
HOWEVER.
People tend to act as though Reina was a poor uwu victim who didn't do anything wrong. So lemme explain the situation here:
1) Nishiki just saw someone he cares about A LOT get sexually assaulted or even raped.
2) Nishiki just brutally killed his boss because of an emotional / trauma reaction to witnessing said assault and was very shaken up by it, having collapsed to his knees when Kiryu arrives.
3) His brother just took the fall for it and will have to go to prison for a very long time.
4) Sawamura disappears from the hospital, leaving Nishiki with most of his support network gone in the blink of a fucking eye.
5) He goes to update Reina on the situation and she starts screaming at him, accusing him of being weak and useless, of failing her by not being able to protect Sawamura and Kiryu.
Great fucking reaction on her part, isn't it? He's just lost two of his siblings at once and she is telling him that it's his fault. Yes, Reina probably didn't mean it like that, but she still says it. And when Nishiki interrogates her on it, she doesn't retract it.
It's not helping that Nishiki's mental stability is already shot to shit because of various pressures, such as an important surgery for Yuko coming up, Kazama's clear favouritism, Kashiwagi's distance.
I reiterate: NISHIKI GETTING VIOLENT WAS BAD. HE SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.
And he apparently does slap her quite hard. But he also immediately regrets it, looking at his hand with shock. As someone who not only has a lot more physical strength than Reina and is in organised crime and is thus the stronger party in the power imbalance, it was his responsibility to try and counteract the power imbalance by restraining himself. And he failed at that.
My point is that Reina said what I consider to be unforgivable things, even if she didn't mean them. And she knows this because when Nishiki confronts her, she is scared. She knows she fucked up. Yet she doesn't try to retract her accusations or to reformulate what she feels.
They're both horrible in this interaction and this is why I don't like them as a pairing. Reina clearly is way over her head in the Yakuza world. Which is perfectly fine, not everyone can deal with it, in fact I'd wager that most people can't, yet she both involves herself in it and is involved in it by others. And then she deals with being exposed to the dark sides of the yakuza world by toxically unleashing it, here on Nishiki.
Another thing I don't like is the "he hit a woman because she hurt his feelings he isn't an uwu baby". Oh, so it would have been fine if Reina had been a man? No it wouldn't have. Why bring gender into this? Either say that no one deserves to be hurt or say that everyone deserves to get slapped every once in a while.
Let all genders be slapped and let all genders slap. All or nothing, cmon.
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ja-khajay · 8 months
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Tagged by @ervona for an OC tag game! I will tag @icicleteeth and @skoomabong to pass it on :)
1. FAVOURITE OC: I can’t pick one! I really cannot.
2. NEWEST OC: As of last year, I created Sumasula, an alternate universe version of my ESO “paladin” take Softpaw Sumala. Speaking in fully original terms, my newest would probably be Richter, who is from around 2019! Sumasula is a flamboyant wizard who’s untraceability makes him suspect to the authorities despite how he seemingly spends his life selflessly helping others. Richter is a weird self appointed hermit from a desert world, who lives via a complex, nonsensical inner code they created for themself.
3. OLDEST OC: C.K. and Luka are, via their date of creation, old enough to be in middle school...sheesh! They are a little asocial boy from a far future, post ecological catastrophe Earth with a tendency to run away from home, and a middle aged explorer woman who catches him mid-attempt and takes it upon herself to show him the world and supervise those travels.
4. MEANEST OC: That I never drew much but exists clearly in my mind: T’zandé, a sort of...quadrupedal, sentient creature? Of especially selfish, cruel behaviour, he was banished by his family to a faraway deserted land between a moss bog and snowy mountains, where he stalks travelers with ill intent. He would be a mythical cryptid of sorts had his victims escaped.
5. SOFTEST OC: As in, literally? I do have Softpaw, who’s a big ol catman...and my little fluffy khajiit Ma’Jahrann, both with fur so thick you could lose your fingers in them. As in, a soft heart though? Nadalia, a monster-lady of mine, who is not only genuinely a sweetheart but would love nothing more than spend her life helping other people and creatures with no reward in mind even at the risk of her own life.
6. MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC: S’regey, an old TES character I never played much; son of a slave, brother and right hand of a mafia boss. His life takes a bad turn when his brother is killed and he ends up retiring with his girlfriend to Hammerfell where he hides away under a new identity. A life of lying to the world asides, he’s an introverted bloke of little words and little friends, happy enjoying the arts and the presence of his love. A bit stuck up despite being from a humble background, too.
7. DUMBEST (AFFECTIONATE) OC: Rakkan, my nerevarine, is on the dumber end of things, which plagued his life - as many took advantage of him, and liittle helped. It doesn’t helped that most people tend to immediatly peg him as unlikeable before trying to talk to him. My dumbest OC is probably Nadalia though. Bless her.
8. SMARTEST OC: Aforementioned Suma(su)la likely. Clever as all hell and always a few steps ahead of most. He’d be a killer spy, if a wizard was even to be interested in such things. Or not. Wouldn’t you like to know?
9. OC I WOULD BE BEST FRIENDS WITH: Probably Tanishmael, my wood elf. He’s friends with everyone and I adore extroverted people with wild hangout ideas.
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sleepy-achilles · 11 months
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Maybe something for the agent au? Taker getting hurt on a mission or something?
I can do. Love the agent au, it is my favourite au so far.
Hbtaker Agent Au- Joy's of the job.
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The case was tough. Everyone was stressed and for the first time in a long time the team was witnessing a stressed out Taker.
So as they stand, gathered outside the house were their unsub had two children, a mother and their own special Agent Sable held captived.
"I don't like this takes." Kevin mutters leaning against the car. "None of us do." Bret sighs. "Shawn, go over what we know. Quick." Taker orders. Shawn lifts his head. "Right. The unsub is male, age 25-40. Clearly lacked a mother figure in his life but has a father figure. Has only been targeting families with two boys, single mothers, kills the mother and youngest son, clearly they were a older brother who had their mother and brother taken from them." Shawn explains. "Its likely it'll be suicide by cop" Shawn adds. "After he takes more lives." Taker mutters. Shawn frowns. "Uh guys" goldust asks as he walks over holding a phone. "What is it goldie?" Kev asks. "Its for you sir" goldust states holding the phone out.
Taker accepts it.
"Special Agent Undertaker" he greets. "I know." The rough voice murmurs. Taker looks at the house. "You need to let them go" Taker orders causing the team to look at him. "I bet you really regret leaving agent Sable in here.." the voice chuckles. Takers jaw clenches. "What do you want?" Taker asks. "You. Unarmed, no vest. Just you. I'll let one kid out if you come in." "The youngest or no deal." Taker snaps. The unsub chuckles. "You do know your stuff. Fine. Deal." The unsub agrees.
The phone hangs up. Taker hands the phone back and takes his ear piece out. "Taker?" Bret asks confused as he takes his gun off and places it on the car. "Taker? What are you doing?" Kevin demands as Taker pulls his vest off. "Going in there" "no! Are you crazy? You cannot go in there unarmed!" Shawn snaps. "We do not have a choice!" Taker barks. Shawn stares at him. "Kevin, come with me he's releasing a child." Taker orders before walking towards the house. Kevin glances at the team before following their boss.
"Im not sure about this boss.." Kevin admits quietly. "Ill get sable and the others out and then and only then you come in guns blazing." Taker tells him quietly. Kevin hesitates which causes Taker to look at him. The look in his eyes says everything. "Yessir" Kevin nods, stopping at the steps as Taker opens the door and walks in.
Shawn watches anxiously. He only gets the slightest feeling of relief as the youngest boy rushes out. Kevin picks him up and carries him over. Shawn is quick to move towards the boy. "Are you okay?" Shawn asks kneeling infront of him. "Yes..the masked man had a gun" the boy whispers. "Its okay. We've got the best man in there, he will look after your mom and brother." Bret states. The boy looks back at the house.
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Taker stares at the masked man. "Hands on your head and turn towards the door." The man orders. Taker can't see sable or the victims as he looks around. He does as he's told though. "Where are they?" Taker asks. "Dont worry about them. This is about us." He states. Taker sighs quietly. "You truly a good shot?" He asks. Taker doesn't move as something hits his shoe. "What are you playing at?" Taker demands. "You get me, I'll tell you were they are. I get you, I kill them all" the voice states. Taker glances back to see a pistol. "Pick it up. Slowly." Taker sighs, the team will kill him if the unsub doesn't.
As he picks up the gun he takes note of the unsub. Red and black mask, long greasy dark hair. He keeps his back to the unsub. "To make it fair, we will both turn on 3 and shoot. I hope your as good as they say." The unsub hums. Taker doesn't answer, he just checks the magazine. Loaded. What the hell is this unsub playing at?
"3....2.....1..."
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The team look towards the house as gun shots go off. "Go go!" Kevin yells. The team rush in before swat, Kevin kicks the door down. "Sound off!" Kevin yells. "Here!" Taker groans. Kevin rushes into the living room, takers down and across them him is just a mask. "We found them!" Bret yells, he clearly went with the swat. "We need medical!" Shawn yells. Kevin looks from the mask to see Shawn knelt next to taker, his head rested on his lap and shawns hands slowly being painted red as he puts pressure on takers neck and shoulder. Kevin looks as sable walks in with bret. "The kid and mom are outside.. did he get him?" Sable asks. "Just left that. Takers hurt." Kevin mutters. Sable looks at the mask. "Oh.." she whispers.
Taker groans, his vision blurring as pressure is placed on his body. How did he miss?
"He had to do some damage though. Look at the mask, a small pool of blood underneath it." Bret states. "The blood leads out to the back. But how could he have escaped in the time you lot got to the door?" Sable asks rubbing her wrists. "God knows." Kevin mutters looking back at taker as the medical team kneel next to him. "Its gonna be a long night" bret sighs as shawn stands, teary eyes staring at his blood soaked hands.
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Taker wakes to bright lights. "I know I aint in heaven" Taker groans getting some chuckles. "Just a hospital bed sir" Kevin hums. Taker sits up slightly with the help of Kevin and bret to see the team stood around him. They all look miserable. "Jesus, you'd think someone died." Taker huffs as he looks at his slinged arm. "Sir you nearly did. We were scared." Shawn whispers. "Well I'm all good now. What about our unsub?" Taker asks. "You hit him but he escaped. Only leaving this" bret answers holding up the mask sealed in the evidence bag.
Taker takes a deep breathe as he glances at the mask. A sense of familiarity washes over him. He swears he's seen that mask before. "Taker...whoever this unsub is..they know you. You are the real target" sable states. "It does make sense." Shawn pipes up causing them all to look at him. "It does. Taker lost his family, mother, father and baby brother in that house fire. The unsub is targeting family's and doing the same to them." Shawn explains. "Yeah but takers dad also died in the fire. He's not targeting dad's." Bret points out. "Well you think about it, Paul adopted taker afterwards so maybe he sees it like the father figure isn't gone" Shawn tries.
Takers eyes widen. "No.." he whispers. "Taker?" Goldust asks concerned. "The unsub is targeting the people who were lost in that fire." Taker states. "Yeah, shawn just figured that one out" bret states. "Kane wouldn't have lost a father. His real dad was Paul." Taker admits. The team stare at him shocked. "But kanes dead." "And he's making sure I know that. The baby brother I knew was dead..but what if he wasn't in the house when the fire went up? They never confirmed three bodies were in the house, they just assumed his bones being so small burned away." Taker explains. "Oh my god...if kanes still alive he would be angry." Shawn whispers in shock.
"If kanes still alive I have a lot of damn questions" Taker grits in pain.
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NOTES
I'm sorry I didn't really focus on the actual accident itself. I just want to post more about this au and I had a scene already written in which taker basically reveals he's been doing more digging into the case and finding out Paul is kanes real dad and I saw the ask and knew it could use it. Just had to finish it a bit more. Add more detail.
Also I was watching shrek whilst doing this so my concentration was all over the shop. I apologise.
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agirlwithadiary · 2 years
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Now that I've played the dark souls DLCs and have experienced everything the game has to give from optional to hidden bosses, I think it begets me to make a new list of my favourites! (Some of the earlier ones will definitely appear!)
- the abyss watchers
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I know they get to be the butt of the joke with all the one shots y'all have been doing (😂) but they are legitimately and conceptually the closest link we have to dark souls 1. In that they were also corrupted by the same force that took artorias and Sif. So in addition to the feels, they also have sweet ass moves and killer graphics to back it up! I think it was my first brush with what dark souls 3 was really going to be like! 10/10.
- high lord wolnir
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Despite being a relatively easy boss, I always love his fight given how insane it is. You literally fight on the edge of the abyss with desperation on both ends. The ashen one wants to progress on his quest and wolnir is in the way and wolnir just doesn't want to fall to the abyss because he's scared of it. All that he betrayed and wrecked in the living world to escape that fate but it happened all the same because ashen one did manage to kill him. 9/10.
- pontiff sulyvhan
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While he's in no way a favourite of mine, I do have to respect how much work went into his concept and his killer art. The game is a master at not explaining anything and just pitting you against giant colossal enemies in a fight for your life but pontiff was different. He wasn't the colossal dude you would expect, like yhorm, he was just a normal one corrupted by the profaned flame. And in a way, I felt like I fought for the entirety of irithyll and anor Londo, everyone he wronged, including yorshka and in the end I was victorious so I avenged the wrong done to them and set that place free to be the beautiful home we know irithyll can be. 8/10.
- yhorm the giant!
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One of the few guys to appear in both of the list! Well, I still have no words to describe the euphoria of his fight. Absolutely mental graphics packed with a rich tale of betrayal and duty and prejudice. I mean, we talk about how humanity was done wrong in the age of the gods but in yhorm we see the other side of the oppressed. They are not the victims the lore suggests they are. Neither did they deserve what Gwyn and company did to them but it's a give and take but yhorm got the worst of everything. 12/10 for the big boi. ❤️
- Lothric and Lorian
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Another entry from the original list. I will never tire of loving these guys. Infact, I jokingly referred to them as having Winchester brothers type relationship 😂
And it's true.. for the most part. The devotion they have for each other is only matched by their brutality in their fighting style.
This fight is so worth it given that they are penultimate boss. 12/10.
- the nameless king
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Now, hear me out, I know I swore never to give a fuck about that guy but in hindsight, he's one of the BEST fights in the game. I mean the game mechanism are buggy as shit and the camera angles were just the worst but I've never had a fight so challenging and so cathartic in nature that I still remember it. 🙈
Fight was 8/10 but I like his storyline. The supposed betrayal that made Gwyn exile him while having open association with seath, even giving a castle to him so close to his own home. Gwyn is a very hypocritical figure and I like the idea that his son sided with the dragons. We don't actually know much only that old gods started the fight on dragons in the name of disparity (and then Gwyn did everything to suppress that... Well done, Miyazaki! 👏)
- sister Friede
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I. Have. No. Words. To. Describe. Friede.
She is one of the only bosses in the game that isn't an ancient dragon or a lord or a giant. Nope. She's just like us. Failed ash. And she did everything to protect her home. Understandable, really.
She was kind of a bitch in her fight and the three phases were brutal but honestly can't blame a woman with two scythes and a move set like that. 9/10. ❤️
- slave knight Gael
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Once again, the beauty of dark souls appears in a very subtle way in the treat that is knight Gael. (see what I did there? He's no slave anymore 😭)
Gael is one of the most important, plot wise, characters we have encountered. Gael has had a life of hardships, even in his prime. Forget about the last mission he undertook which was finding a home for all the people who didn't belong or the ones forsaken by the people in power or just the unlucky ones and he died after partially completing his mission. But he died in the end because of that corruption and the ashen one's lethal blow.
I don't know if you guys noticed but Gael left pieces of his cape all over the ringed city to guide the ashen one to his final place. Not sure if he wanted to die or what but it's clear that he had some interest in guiding the ashen one to that final ingredient. Could be in case if he failed?
Whatever the case might be, I love him. His fight was the second coolest thing after the nameless king. 9/10.
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Some of the entries that didn't make my list which also suprised me were these people-
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And the soul of cinder! (Hit the image limit lol)
They are good, enjoyable fights but if I had to choose characters to represent dark souls 3 and the brilliance of this hopeless world, I would choose the above mentioned. They are truly the best of the best.
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jade-eclipse-li · 2 years
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I’m Jade Eclipse Tokoyami. Big brother of the Tokoyami Siblings, which only includes me, Tokoyami Twin and Eri. We are blood-related.
Well Eri is our cousin but we raise her like our little sister. The DNA checks out.
My quirk is learning, as long as i know how exactly one’s quirk works i can use it as my own.
Thanks to this sudden change of DNA of mine, i helped a lot people that was hurt even died in the well-known timeline.
I have two forms like All Might do, but the other way around.
To go undercover and stay low, my hero mode is like a background character.
6 feet, black hoodie, nothing special in particular. I uses my quirk in secret like incidents magically solved by itself.
That’s called my hero mode, which i use the instant i step out of my own house.
I don’t use my real form to go out cuz it scares people and I becomes the joke of town.
3 metres, even more fangs showing, just the look that attracts many people.
There’s something I have in both forms.
White hair/fur/wings
Jade green eyes
Change of colours of eyes due to mood
Blind, mostly “see” like bats in the dark
In this au, everything’s going fine and we’re just goofing around, doing our work.
By also goofing around, i found ourselves a home, a family that loves unconditionally.
I’ll introduce us from the oldest. I assume everyone knows best about their quirks.
Tomie Takami
Oldest parent, the oldest sister in the parents
Our legal guardian
Realized her wrongs
Won’t hesitate to roast the living hell out of anyone even Endeavor
Always goes and try to be better about taking care of her kids
She’s the boss of our therapy centre for victims of crimes and such
I found her on the street when i was four
No. 10 Hero: Gentle Man
Danjuro Tobita, our oldest dad, second brother within our parents
Helped him when he failed trying to save a falling guy
Got praised as a hero
Taught him how to invest
Richz then buy house and took us in kindly
Has La Brava as wife and is a power couple with her
They’re my favourite platonic couple
No. 6 Hero: Stain
Chizome Akaguro, middle dad but smartest and most skilled
Found him training to be a serial killer in some abandoned factory
Realized everyone can be a true hero if they try after hitting his head
Best warrior babysitter
Could but wouldn’t kill the villains
His quirk is super convenient on capturing villains
He’s super cool like my religious Piccolo from Dragon Ball
Army Hero: Twice
Jin Bubaigawara, youngest dad, the most childish one in our parent
Overcome his trauma with our helps
Wants to help the villains to get their lives on track
Gets over emotional every time
Will beat you to death if you dare to hurt our family
Trying to make his clones more durable and is working
We all love our grey Deadpool dad
No. 3 Hero: Hawks
Keigo Takami, oldest brother but most childish
Spoils our not-grownup siblings
Very lazy
Wouldn’t pick up his sock
Shows and needs affections
Best father and son with Twice
I found him on the street when i was four x2
No. 5 Hero: Handy
Tenko Shimura, second oldest, sassy
Not afraid to kill a scum of the earth or two or more
Applies cream and chapsticks
Loves animals, specially dogs, has bunch of pets in the house, like many many pets
Has absolute control over his quirk
Except when his emotions lose control
I found him on the street when i was four x3
Lizard Hero: Spinner
Shuichi Iguchi, third oldest, more gamer than Handy
Inspired by Stain, cosplays him, followed him and lives with us
Sticks his tongue out like lizards
Learned how to drive in GTA
Has access to all weapons from Stain
Tries really hard and tries to be intimidating
He doesn’t look intimidating when he tries to
Jet-Black Hero: Eclipse
Jade Eclipse Tokoyami, eldest of the Tokoyami, fourth oldest but smartest and most skilled
Helps the ex-convicts to get their lives together even provides therapy session for the prisoners
Past serial killer, killed by the guy who talks through the radio and can put electricity waves into his voice
Doesn’t know what I’m doing 27/8 but stuff just sort out but everyone talks me off when i said that like “u know exactly what ur doing u brat”
Has god-like power but loves not using quirk to beat villains so people assumes his quirk is like All Might’s but way stronger
Trans 🏳️‍⚧️
I’m an alcoholic
Blood Thirsty Hero: Toga
Himiko Toga, oldest female in the siblings, lovable
Home-schooling
Loves affections from the older siblings
Loves caring for younger siblings
Have crushes pretty easily
Can definitely kill a guy
She deserves everything she wants
Pakour Hero: Pinocchio
Rody Soul, oldest of the Souls, cocky
Loves his siblings more than anything
Tries to be the adult but fails
Second-year at Ketsubutsu Academy High School in Ms Joke’s class
Has a pilot license, our dependable air support
Uses parkour as his advantage
I found him when i was scavenger hunting the Humanrise
Jet-Black Hero: Tsukuyomi
Fumikage Black Tokoyami, middle child of the Tokoyami, quiet
Watch out for the quiet ones
Knows about the Tokoyami’s background story and it’s not afraid to share it
Keeps his emotion positive to keep Dark Shadow in control
Was quirkless
Smart but not academically
Mah fluffy birdie
Dark Shadow Tokoyami
Same with Fumikage, playful
Actually a girl but sound like a boy and prefer he/it
Died but is conjoined with his twin, Fumikage, and became his quirk
Sounds a bit like electricity waves in his voice cuz he died by electricity and became a radio demon
Feed on Fumikage’s negative feelings and darkness, this also keeps Fumikage positive
Loves to eat flesh like how Eclipse ate their nine oldest siblings
Too bright for a creature in the dark
Roro Soul
The middle child of the Soul, smart
Smart for his age
Still trying to develop his quirk
Wants to be a hero to help people
Favourite hero is Mirko
Can ninjaflip a man
He is smarter than the twin
Eri Rewind Tokyami
The youngest of the Tokoyami, caring
Can control her quirk to heal, e.g. she healed All Might but not his quirk
Aims to be a healer hero in the future
Favourite hero is Recovery Girl
Always with Overhaul
Goes to visit various heroes with Overhaul
Our baby girl
Lala soul
Youngest of the Soul and youngest in the family, cheerful
Draws heroes and ask them to sign on them
Helps Handy with the pets more than anyone in the house
Still kindergarten
Loves dancing
Favourite hero, Present Mic
Our baby girl
I’m currently eighteen by the time the twin, who are 15, started their first year, by the time Rody start his second year.
I have a job in UA as a teacher assistant, technically a staff. I like the freedom in UA.
Also a bodyguard of our new teacher, if you know what I mean. If you know, you know.
I have started my own agency with Nine, Slice, Mummy and Chimera. By the time it reached October, it’s a year.
Many villains in the well-known timeline is good heroes out here, even the Liberations aren’t planning to start a war.
The biggest problem is what’s going to be our dinner, and it’s a every day question.
No need to worry about All For One and his nomus, they’re in prison before USJ.
Kids are training to be heroes in a kinda peaceful way, just enjoying their lives.
But of course there was some tragedies I wasn’t even exist by that time to prevent it from happening.
Like Kurogiri is still that smoke guy in here, but I raided in the Doctor’s place before the disaster of USJ
He returned to his past self and use the name “Kurogiri” as his hero name to make All For One feel stupid.
I could further explain what happened to specific one of them if you guys wanna know.
Enjoy this ridiculousness but kinda satisfaction from my blog!
Ps: This are real thing that have been said, even from the commission. I just hope they’ll fire me for this.
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Was seen outside a New York restaurant with a Cannabis machine blowing gun giving out Free smoke
Sister Nancy
The singer song writer of the classic (Bam Bam) received no money for the song for 30 years until she heard it played in a Reebok commercial and sued in 2014 winning the case
P Diddy
Has received good feed back over his latest project he put out
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Nicki Minaj
And Cardi B go back and forth over twitter
Blueface
Dissed lil Baby via say how you let another man feel up on your booty
Bobby Kasanga
And Mini go back and forth over community issues
Nicki Minaj’s Husband
And Offset send each other threatening video messages
Dutchavilli
Called out Tion Wayne saying his latest release was a flop
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Jahshii
Blood brother has been the fatal victim of gunmen in Grants pen Jamaica
Prime
Sucker punched Jack Docherty
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Fredo
The uk rapper Has been locked up in Dubai
El Chapo’s
Wife has been released from prison after serving two years
Squash
The 6ix boss has been released from jail
Nicki Minaj’s
Husband Kenneth petty has been sentenced 120 days home detention after his threats to OffSet and Cardi B
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cynicalhag · 8 months
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Do you know anyone who always makes themselves out to be the victim?
My dad tends to do that sometimes. I don't see him a lot nowadays but when I still lived with my parents he did it all the time. I still know that he does it now because my mom tells me. It is very frsutrating.
Have you ever wished you had been born the opposite sex?
No, I don't think so. I feel at home being a woman. It sucks sometimes but it is me.
What were some of your favorite books your parents read to you as a child?
I don't have any memories of them reading to me. I read on my own. However my dad did read the Bible to me but I didn't care for that.
Have you ever been insulted or called names by a significant other?
No, Asef has never done that.
What’s your favorite movie battle scene?
I really don't like action movies. I don't know why but battle scenes bore me. I do however like the scene in Fight Club where he beats himself up in front of his boss.
Do you drink more frequently than once a week?
No, I never drink. The last time I drank was in like March. I'm not sober or anything, I just don't care for alcohol.
Do you have any step-grandparents?
No.
What is something popular that you refuse to participate in?
Hm. I don't know. Football? It doesn't interest me at all.
Do you oftentimes find it difficult to relate to other peoples’ feelings?
No. I'm an empath. It's a blessing and a curse but I'd still say that it's one of my favourite qualities in myself.
What’s a common misconception about your country?
That we're all beautiful. I truly don't see it. I think that most Swedish men are ugly.
How far away do you live from the house you grew up in?
About two miles.
Have you ever been to a same-sex wedding?
I have not. I haven't been to any weddings at all.
Who takes care of your pet(s) when you’re out of town?
Asef did when I went to Belgium this year. Previously it's been my sister. It was practical for me and also good for her since it gave her a chance at trying out living on her own.
Do you practice meditation?
No, though I have in the past. My doctor did tell me however that meditation isn't fit for bipolar people based on how our brains work, which makes sense.
What’s your favorite Marvel movie?
None. I don't get the appeal and I also don't care for action movies. Marvel is also so complicated since there's a ton of movies and then TV shows and they all link together and then there's spin offs etc. It's too much. If I even want to try watching it I have to start from the foundation and I don't even know what movies that would be. It's just overwhelming.
What was the last thing you wrote down on paper?
Something I signed at work probably. We have to put our signature on loads of papers when we give medications or clean something etc.
What’s the population of your hometown?
Around 1500.
Have you ever eaten Cajun food? What about Creole food?
Haven't tried either but I'd be open to it. I love trying food from different cultures.
If you’ve had both, which cuisine do you prefer?
^
Did you have a Walkman when you were a kid?
No, I had an Mp3.
What’s the most difficult experience you and a significant other have gone through together?
I don't think there's been anything that difficult. I guess we'll see when that occurs. I have faith in that we'll survive it since we're both good at communication.
What are your siblings’ names and ages?
My sister's name is Matilda and she's 31 and my brother's name is Mattias and he's 29.
What’s your favorite recipe you’ve come up with?
I've never come up with a recipe. I don't like cooking.
Have you ever worn false eyelashes?
Only once. I thought it was super uncomfortable.
Do you pay much attention to local news?
Sure. I'm not super good with it though.
Have you ever attempted to pick a lock? Did you succeed?
I have not.
When did you last dust the baseboards in your home?
I actually did that last week! I saw a tiny bug on the floor and started panicking cause I got scared that it was a bedbug and I know that bedbugs love baseboards. I had bed bugs in 2021 and it was disgusting so I'm a bit scarred since then.
Do you prefer Japanese or Korean cuisine?
Japanese probably. I love sushi.
What’s something you have zero tolerance for?
People who have bought sex. I will completely ghost anyone in my life if I find out that they have done that. To me it's one of the most disgusting things anyone could do.
Do you know anyone who could be described as a religious fundamentalist?
No.
What was the last act of self-care you did for yourself?
I slept in. 15 hours of sleep. It was very much needed but I did feel like shit when I woke up.
What grammar mistake do you find the most irritating?
I don't care about grammar. I've never understood why people get so pressed about it.
What will you be buying the next time you go grocery shopping?
I have to go buy some baked goods or something to bring to work tomorrow. It'll be my next to last shifts and you're supposed to leave something good in the staff room as a thank you before leaving.
Do you drink soda often?
I do.
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Jake Peralta x reader a one-shot
unleashed my inner creativity here and it got very unnecessarily detailed lol also not sure if it's completely plausible but--
future apologies if your name is Evelyn,, i just really that name c:
please enjoy! :)
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You stepped out of the taxi and adjusted your uncomfortably short, red dress, gazing at the mansion-like house nervously. No, this wasn't some sort of family reunion, or a strange blind Tinder date; it was a case. Of course, at this point, you wished it was anything but.
This was a party hosted by famous 43-year-old author James Price, although to many others, he was said to be a notorious mob boss. Lately, New York had been victim to more than half a dozen homicides, and rumour has he and his henchmen were to blame. The trouble was that no matter how clever the police were, Price always appeared to be three steps ahead. There was never any evidence, and Price always had a solid alibi . . . however the same couldn't be said for his henchmen, but they frankly didn't seem to exist. They were never caught on camera and never left any fingerprints, so it was impossible for them to be identified and interrogated. Peralta joked that they lived in the shadows and were like the evil versions of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
You cleared your head by watching the last bit of sun finally sink below the horizon, and walked to a secluded spot where you and Jake had decided to meet. Hours prior, you two were instructed to pose as brother and sister, and discreetly infiltrate the event to ultimately uncover any information to put him and his unknown assassins behind bars. You just hoped for a smooth operation.
Jake rounded the corner, dashingly dressed in a suit and tie, and spotted you. "There you are, {Y/n}...Whoa." His eyes widened and he looked at you up and down, flustering slightly. "You...look really nice."
A blush rose to your face. "Thanks," you shyly beamed, smiling at him, "You look really nice too." In the time since you'd been transferred to the 99th precinct merely a week ago, you had begun to develop a crush on your colleague, but avoided mixing business with pleasure and kept your distance. You brushed off the compliment, too preoccupied to think about such trivial things at the moment, and figured out your plan—which was essentially: find some sort of incriminating evidence. Jake held out his arm, and you took a deep breath as he escorted you inside.
It was like something out of a movie. Numerous chandeliers glittered in the light, hanging from the high ceiling. Classy women and men mingled the floor as waiters serving champagne and fancy finger-foods slipped from one side of the room to the other. A live quartet played upon a raised platform, the sounds of classical pieces filling the air. You felt like you'd just stepped into a previous century.
Jake nudged you gently and nodded toward the other side of the room, where the man of the hour stood talking to several people. You two wandered over to him to introduce yourselves using your cover-identities.
"Mr. Price," Jake began in a posh voice as they shook hands, "Bruce McClane. It's a pleasure to meet you. I've read all your work."
"Oh?" the author questioned, impressed. "Which was your favourite?"
Jake paused, freezing up slightly, before slowly going with, "The first one." Quickly changing the subject, Jake pulled you closer to join the conversation. "Uh—This is my sister, Evelyn."
"Hello," you greeted with a smile. As soon as Mr. Price got a good look at you, he swiftly took your hand in his and kissed your knuckles.
"Hello indeed," he remarked, his eyes never leaving yours.
This might be easier than you thought.
"I'm just going to sneak off to the little boy's room for a moment," Jake lied to Mr. Price before facing you sternly, still in character. "Behave."
You quirked an eyebrow at him before he left, disappearing into a crowd of people. "You haven't read any of my novels, have you?" Mr. Price asked, bringing your attention back to himself.
"Actually, I have," you replied truthfully. "Only one, though; 'The Silver Locket'—but that's mostly because I'm a slow reader." Well, okay, the slow reader bit was a lie, but you really did pick up that book (albeit at random) after being assigned the case. What better way to study a villain than by what he writes.
Nevertheless, your small joke made him chuckle. "I do have them in audiobooks, too," he stated, smirking. "Read by yours truly."
"I just might look into that," you spoke, attempting to be flirtatious. "Your voice is so sexy. I'd love to hear it more often."
A waiter passed by and Mr. Price took two glasses of champagne from him, giving one of them to you. "As a matter of fact, I record them right here; just down the hall."
Staying in character, you popped your eyes and widened your smile. "Really? I'd love to see the studio!" Maybe he'd lead you somewhere important.
"No, I can't," he waved off in protest, lifting his gaze and grinning at no one in particular, "I have guests to talk to—"
"And I'm sure they'll be happy to wait!" you persisted, placing your hand on his arm. "Just five minutes!" He looked at you, hesitant. "Please?"
It was your please that made him finally give in. "Oh, alright," he agreed with a smirk, letting you take his arm as he led you down the hall to his recording studio.
Unlocking the door and extending an arm for you to enter, you were greeted by a strong smell of aged books and new recording devices. Shelves and shelves of novels lined three of the walls, while a large desk was pushed against the main one, papers strewn all over its surface. The recording equipment all sat in one of the room's corners next to a pile of acoustic foam squares, and a large poster of one of his other novels, 'Frozen Keys', was hung on the back of what looked like a closet door.
"This is where you record?" You acted awestruck, your eyes darting everywhere. "It looks more like a library!"
He chuckled at that, closing the door behind him. "I am a writer after all, Evelyn. I pretty much eat, sleep, and breathe books." He slowly walked up to you at the desk, where you were surreptitiously examining the papers. No such luck; they seemed to only be pages from his novels. It wasn't that surprising though. He didn't seem like the foolish type to leave important documents just lying around.
"Do you write in here too?" you asked, genuinely curious at this point.
"Sometimes," he answered honestly. "This is but one of my many inspirational places."
You could've sworn you saw the closet door open an inch; just out of the corner of your eye. "And what are your other places?"
"Well, out on the balcony, for one," he began, unaware that your gaze was on the closet door—which was actually opening—"but we've been talking about me for way too long." As Price slowly inched closer, you were forced into sitting upon the table's surface. "I want to know more about you and what goes on in that pretty little head of yours."
Jake's head peeked out of the closet as he attempted to leave, and he flashed you a small device in success. Price noticed your gaze and made to follow it—but you grabbed his arms, turning him to look at you. "No!" He was a little shocked until you quickly recovered, smiling kindly at him. "I'd much rather know more about your books."
He stepped closer, his hands attaching to your waist. "And I'd much rather taste your lips," he drawled with the hint of a smirk, leaning in.
Just then the door clicked open, signalling Jake's attempt at an exit, and Price heard. Acting quick, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, kissing him fervently. He groaned in pleasure, immediately distracted by your lips upon his. You hated this; you hated throwing yourself at him—no matter how decently attractive he looked. But Jake's cover was in danger, and in turn, so was yours.
Price grinned darkly through the kiss, attacking your lips as his hands roamed your body. You waited a few more seconds to make sure Jake had left, faking a moan just to keep Price happy, and then broke apart, breathing deeply. Realizing the case was, in fact, clear, you gently pushed him away and got off the desk, turning around to look at him solemnly. "I ought to head back."
Before you could reach the door, his hands gripped your wrists and pulled you back to him. "But things are just getting started, baby" he remarked, dipping down to pepper kisses along your neck.
"Mr. Price, my brother might be wondering where I am," you stated, adding a moan somewhere in the middle.
"Let him wonder. I'd rather you say my name again." His voice was deeper; more lust-filled. If it was under any other circumstance, you might've considered it attractive—hell, even sexy. But you had to leave. Who knew what would happen if he found out why you were really there.
Pulling away once again, you gave him a reassuring smile. "At least just let me tell him...I'll be a while." You gazed at him alluringly and smirked to emphasize the euphemism.
Thankfully, he let you go. "Make it quick."
As soon as you were out of sight, you quickly headed down the hall and made your way through the crowd toward the front door, your heart pounding.
You spotted Jake at the end of the drive and hurried up to him just as a taxi neared. "So you got something?" He nodded. You both got into the back seat and he handed you a USB drive as the car took off to the precinct.
"What did you find?" you questioned, curiously staring at the device as if you could see the evidence inside.
"Enough."
You waited a moment, but when he didn't continue, you knew something was wrong. Jake seemed a little distant than usual . . . colder, perhaps. It wasn't that difficult to figure out why. "Listen, me kissing him—It didn't mean anything," you began, but Jake stopped you.
"No, {Y/n}, I get it; you were distracting him so I could get out. Thanks for that, by the way."
"Of course," you replied a little quietly, though you had a feeling that he still didn't fully agree with your actions. You hesitated, nervous as to what you were about to tell him. "I would've liked it to be you instead." You trailed off as a small blush rose to your face, hoping he'd understand.
Jake suddenly turned in his seat and lifted your chin slightly as he leaned in, passionately pressing his lips to yours. You happily kissed back with a smile. When he broke apart, you looked at him curiously, jokingly asking, "How long have you waited to do that?"
He chuckled a little, dropping his gaze for a moment. "It's just, hearing him talk like that to you—and not being able to do anything about it..."
"I get it." You smiled kindly, holding his hand, before excitedly shaking him a little. "Now tell me about the evidence!"
He grinned. "The closet, the one that I was hiding in, it led to another room with everything. Most of the evidence was on his laptop, but there was also one of those photo walls, with red string? Linking his previous and next vics. I got a picture on my phone."
After showing you, he leaned back against the seat and you joined him, resting your head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around you as best as he could, considering the seatbelts, but it was nice. He kissed the top of your head, and sighed. "Man, am I glad to get out of there. I almost broke, like, fifteen things."
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a.n.:
i was given the idea of a jealous!Jake x reader, so i thought i'd give it a go.
and i felt like avoiding the {IMO} overly done, clichéd, "hit on by a creep in a bar and then saved by the protagonist" type of one-shot—not that those aren't good. i'm a sucker for them—but i decided to create this one instead.
also the novel titles are completely made up lol just like most of the things in this :P
oh and thanks for reading <33
k byeee
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Mission: Love & Justice
Lured by the promise of free cake and an afternoon where he doesn't have to think about his ex, Luke gets pulled into a off the books case by Penelope to bring down a conman. This story fills the fake engagement square on my @cmbingo card.
CM Bingo 2021 // Main Masterlist
“I need you to know I am asking you as a last resort.”
“Yeah, yeah I got it the first time.”
“Newbie I’m serious. I don’t want you thinking this is a…thing. Okay?”
“It’s a scam to get free cake I’m super clear on that,” Luke rolls his eyes. “Matt’s married and so are Rossi and JJ. Tara is visiting her Dad this weekend, Emily is our boss so it might be considered inappropriate. Derek lives too far away and I get the sense that Spencer would be kinda uncomfortable. I am literally your only choice for fake fiancé to go cake testing with.” They’re approaching the wedding fair so he slips his arm round Penelope’s waist. She starts a little at the unexpected touch.
“I…yeah. Cake scam. Anyway just shut up and follow my lead.”
The convention centre is a fairyland of lights, chiffon and the smell of spun sugar. They’re signed in and congratulated on their engagement.
“We’re just so excited aren’t we honey?” Penelope bats her lashes at Luke.
“We are. Yep. Definitely!”
They’re handed a programme and a map of the fair. Luke’s never been to anything like this before but it appeals to the romantic in him. Plus he loves cake so when Penelope asked him to pretend to be engaged so they could get into the fair he said yes. Truthfully he was still smarting form his break up with Lisa. Maybe a day surrounded by love and romance would help?
“Ooh there’s a vegan bakery offering samples, and Mindy’s! You know that bakery downtown? It’s near where JJ lives and she says that-“
“I LIED!”
Luke blinks. Penelope looks like she’s about to burst.
“You lied?”
“About the cake. This is not a mission for cake it’s a mission for justice. You know they don't check the relation ship status of everyone who comes in right?”
Nothing is ever easy is it?
Luke takes a deep breath.
“Explain.”
“Okay the short version is that a couple of years back my friend Denise and her girlfriend came here when they were engaged and they got talking to this guy, Brent Fox, who was leasing wedding venues. They put down a deposit for this gorgeous turn of the century farmhouse. It was their dream venue and catering and the bar was provided. Except the whole thing was a scam but they didn’t realise until they’d paid the full amount. This douchebag took fifteen grand from them and they couldn’t get it back! All their savings were gone, they couldn’t afford to get married and their relationship broken down. Denise was devastated so I tried to help by tracking this Brent guy down and he disappeared! Do you know how hard it is to disappear to the point where I can’t find you?”
“Hard enough that I don’t want to contemplate that. So why are we here?”
“Very similar companies were popping up on social media starting last year but none of them had any obvious links to Brent Fox. They were hidden behind shell companies and registered abroad. As soon as I would pin one down and…” Penelope hesitates.
“Attempt to find out who they were through totally legal means?” Luke finishes.
“Right! As soon as I would do that the company would disappear and then a new one would take its place.”
Luke rubs his temples. He just wanted some cake and to stroll around pretending to be in a relationship that wasn’t toxic and emotionally draining for an afternoon.
“None of that explains why we’re here.”
“We’re here because he’s here,” Penelope says, opening the programme to a page advertising a converted farmhouse from the 1800s as a wedding venue. “Brent's going to try it again! He’s destroying people’s dreams Luke!”
“Are you sure?”
“It’s the same stock photos, same wording from when Denise was conned, I checked. I’m a professional Luke, I did my due diligence and I've been working with some people at the bureau. This is 100% Brent Fox and we need to nail this son of a bitch.”
“I’m guessing you have a plan.”
A plan of sorts. Basically Penelope wants to pose as potential victims of the scam and hope Brent takes the bait and then when they’re signing up she’s going to alert an old co-worker in her brief stint in cybercrime who moved onto the fraud squad.
“Does Emily know you’re doing this? Working case for another team?”
“It’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission newbie. Are you in?”
Luke sighs. This guy is a douchebag and technically the mission is above board. He can’t even be annoyed at being lured here under false pretences (and denied the promised cake) because Penelope’s eyes are huge and pleading and it would be a lie to say Luke isn’t touched by her quest for justice for her friend.
“Fine. But we get to try cake after…”
It felt better to scope out some of the stalls near Brent first rather than make a beeline. Luke grabbed some leaflets from florists and a few swatches of fabrics.
“We have to sell it Garcia. Y’know, actually look like we’re here to plan our wedding.”
“No wedding of mine is going to have those minimalist bouquets,” Penelope sniffs, flicking one of the leaflets. “Weddings are supposed to be celebrations right? How am I supposed to believe two people love each other if they celebrate with beige?”
“When my brother got married his wife had a bouquet with the favourite flowers of her two sisters, her mom, her aunts, her grandma and all her friends. It was this huge mish-mash but she said she wanted her whole family to be in every part of her wedding because my brother was going to be part of that family now.”
“See that’s romantic!”
“I agree. Lisa said it was ‘chaotic’ which, first of all you don’t say that at someone else’s wedding and second of all it wasn’t, it was meaningful.”
They fall silent as Luke goes to look at some wedding invite samples. He’s aware of Penelope watching him and though he doesn’t look up he can picture the conflicted look on her face. She feels sorry for him but doesn’t want to show it.
“I am really sorry about you guys,” she mumbles eventually.
“It is what it is,” Luke shrugs and before Penelope can say anything else, Luke jerks his head in the direction of the stall they’ve been heading to. “That him?”
“Oh yeah that’s him,” Penelope growls. “Ugh, he looks so slimy.”
“Flashy suit and a watch that costs more than I make in a year,” Luke tuts. “Okay what’s the plan of action?”
“Uh okay, I was thinking of a soft approach.” It has the tone of a question and Luke nods encouragingly. Some of the tension leaves Penelope at the gestures, she becomes more assured as she continues. “We can’t push him. He’s probably on guard for people who might suss him out. I’m thinking we play it cool, let him sell the place to us but don’t play too hard to get. Maybe we suggest we’ve been having real trouble finding the perfect venue?”
“Act a little desperate? Yeah I can do that - do not read into that ice queen!” Luke adds, face flushed.
“Not saying anything newbie. Look, based on what little social media there was before Brent vanished, he’s kind of a misogynist. I’ll play the part of the bride who is desperate to find the perfect venue for our perfect wedding and you be the boyfriend who needs to be persuaded.”
Luke can feel Brent’s eyes on them as they amble up to his display. Penelope is trying her best to look despondent, leaning into Luke who has his arm slung around her shoulder. She has her phone recording, having called her friend before making their move. All they need to do is handover a cheque and then the fraud squad can do the rest.
“I’m sure we’ll find something,” he says. “I promise it’ll be the best day of your life.”
“But we’re getting closer and closer to the date and everywhere is either too small or not accessible or there’s no catering!”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help but overhear.” Brent’s voice is just as oily as the rest of him Luke notes. He flashes them both a wide, unnaturally white grin, twisted into something resembling sympathy. “Venue troubles for your wedding?”
Penelope sighs theatrically, bottom lip quivering.
“We had a venue but it fell through,” Luke explains. “We wanted to get married where I proposed.”
“We’ve been waiting forever to get married,” Penelope adds, “every step of the way something stopped us. Luke lost his job, my Mom got sick and now this.”
Brent tilts his head.
“I’m so sorry. Your wedding should be the biggest celebration of your lives.”
“I keep saying that just being with her is enough,” Luke shrugs. “I’d get married in a parking lot because what’s important to me is the fact that I get to spend the rest of my life with her.”
Both Brent and Penelope stare at him. There’s a glint in Brent’s eyes as he senses a challenge but Penelope’s eyes are wide, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
Perhaps Luke’s oversold it?
“Um anyway, yeah, it’s kind of a bummer,” Penelope stammers.
“Perhaps you’d like to have a look at one of our properties?” Brent takes Penelope by the arm, tugging her from Luke and steering her towards a display of glossy photos. Luke’s hands ball into fists as Brent sweet talks her. He tries to push the feelings down, aware that if Brent senses something is off then they won’t get a chance to bring him in.
“What do you think?” Penelope turns and fixes Luke with a pleading look that lifts some of the tension from his shoulders.
Luke sighs deeply and Brent shifts a little. The seconds drag out.
“If it will make you happy angel, then we’ll do it.”
“You’re the best!” Penelope throws her arms around Luke and plants a kiss on his cheek. The gesture makes him start a little and he holds her a little more tightly than he might have otherwise.
He tries not to think about how disappointed he is when they break apart.
Penelope signs the cheque with a flourish and after more gushing thanks Brent waves them off.
“Cake? We deserve it.” Penelope says with a smile.
“Anything for you angel,” Luke teases, enjoying the blush return to Penelope’s cheeks.
“He’s not watching, you can cut it out,” she mumbles.
Maybe I don’t want to.
“Hey look,” he says instead. Several agents enter the conference hall and stride purposely past them. “Happy endings all round.”
“You know I never had you down as a hopeless romantic,” Penelope says. “You gonna give me grief for that too?”
“Actually no. I think that’s sweet.”
Luke’s heart does a little flip in his chest. She’s definitely right about the hopeless part, he thinks.
“C’mon, let’s treat ourselves.”
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So with the end supposedly approaching (relatively speaking), people have started giving some thought as to who the final threat is really going to be; Tomura Shigaraki or All For One. It’ll definitely be one of them, they’re the strongest and most established villains by a mile; but both have their own reasons for people to think they’ll be the “final boss” of the series. And far be it from me to keep my opinion to myself; I really think it’s going to be Tomura.
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I’m not sure if that’s some level of controversial among the fans hoping for Shigaraki’s redemption, as I do believe the alternative’s gotten a lot of traction lately. Because understand that I’m still expecting his redemption too, and don’t expect his hypothetical final boss status to really prevent that. (Practically nothing can, it’s as much a guaranteed outcome at this point as Deku getting his sixth bonus quirk.) Realistically, the only difference would be if he & Deku then team up to fight the evil potato head, or to...just start fixing stuff I guess.
On that note, the eventual redemption is actually one of the reasons I think he’s the better choice. Almost every point of comparison between the two villain I can think of makes Tomura seem like the better choice, actually...with maybe one or two exceptions. So I wanted to go over all those points of comparison & everything they’ve got going for them as endgame villains and why the comperrisons overall seem to favour Tomura as the final boss.
1. Someone who was defeated to the power of just one man
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For one, just looking at pure power levels, AFO’s just not as threatening as Tomura; and there’s not really a way to bridge that gap.
Like, Tomura’s obviously more of a threat personally; he’s got the stronger body that was scientifically enhanced, and only he has Decay on top of the AFO quirk and the collection that came with it. It is just a fact that right now, Tomura is far more powerful. And before anyone thinks that AFO could become an equal threat by just taking over & fighting in his body; that’s not true because, along with just more combat experience that doesn’t rely on an arsenal of quirks, Tomura also has that Shimura trick where you remember your origin and become super bad ass. You know, the trick that All Might used to beat AFO in Kamino. In other words, the most dangerous individual in the series right now is the AFO!Tomura body with specifically Tomura in control.
And as long as the slight edge in mentality in Tomura’s favour exists, there’s not really a way to bridge that gap and have AFO take Tomura’s place as the biggest potential threat. Restore or enhance AFO’s original body? That’s just catching it up with AFO in Tomura’s body, which is still behind Tomura in Tomura’s body. Have AFO boost Tomura’s body with him in control? It would still be better with Tomura in control. There’s no scenario where Tomura isn’t the most powerful character in BNHA.
(Well, except maybe AFO weakening him by, say, stripping him of his quirks; but if he has to make things easier for the heroes to become the most powerful, I think that kind of proves my point anyway.)
But one person can only be so dangerous, so lets talk followers. Tomura has a close knit group of friends & allies on top of a vast army super loyal to him specifically that reaches a six digit figure, and AFO...just doesn’t. And I’ll get back to this later; but I don’t think he wants one either. He sticks to just a handful of people useful to him and what’s left of his Nomu. And while maybe that is the better way for him to accomplish his own personal goals, it’s simply not as threatening as the force which Hawks thought could’ve conquered the country if the heroes hadn’t struck first.
Tomura is a country ending threat, who in the right circumstances could fight literally all of the heroes with a chance of winning, and AFO simply isn’t.
2. His own little world
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And to return to what I was talking about earlier, I’m not sure he really cares to be either. Like, people say he wants to conquer everything, and I imagine he’d think regaining lots of money & power would be great down the line; but evidence seems to suggest he doesn’t really care much for the country as a whole or any of the major themes being discussed by the actual main characters at the moment.
I mean if he did, he’d probably have rescued the PLF, that army capable of competing with all of hero society. And he probably wouldn’t have told ~10,000 dangerous and powerful villains indebted to him for their freedom to just run amok while he keeps contact with only the ones useful for his personal goals. And he definitively wouldn’t be laying low & sleeping through his enemies lowest moment & giving them a month to recover, also in service to those personal goals. That activity seems to imply those personal goals matter a whole lot more to him than societal conquest.
And what are those goals? Seemingly, taking over Tomura’s body so he can finally steal One For All. To what end, we’re not 100% sure of, but I believe it’s either a) a weird pride thing where he finally has control over his brother who’s rebelled against him for decades upon decades or b) an attempt at immortality as a sentient & transferable body-controlling quirk. Either way it’s some selfish personal thing he just gets others wrapped up in.
He’s incredibly disconnected from the greater themes and conflicts of the story. He seems to have no opinions on heroics besides how people are stupid for attempting them, and no opinion on society besides that it just naturally sucks. He’s mainly just a nuisance for the actual main characters. This self-important old man stuck in his own little world is supposed to be Deku’s final opponent?
Oh, and on that note-
3. Deku who?
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We’re also talking about who’s going to be the final obstacle for Deku to face; and the problem with the being AFO is that...they don’t really have much to bounce off of with each other. You might be able to argue slight foil-ment, but they don’t really know each other, nor do they have any kind of connection to each other besides Deku having OFA so he’s AFO’s enemy by default.
(In fact their latest & 2nd convo, which came out as I was drafting this post out, kind of proves that with how AFO basically just shallowly made fun of him for trying to be a hero. That’s basically the extent of their antagonism.)
In fact, I’m like 80% sure this is a major reason for the Dad For One theory existing; just to give them some connection, something to talk about. Because otherwise AFO is just an evil guy known by people Deku knows/wants to save. He’s basically just another, more dangerous Overhaul; who Deku's already fought. And to AFO, Deku’s just another OFA holder acting all high & mighty; which we also already saw him face in the Kamino fight. So what little they do offer each other has already been done for both of them. And there’s nothing wrong with that for carrying a fight, I just wonder if that can really carry the final fight.
Compare that to Shigaraki, who foils Deku in ways so numerous & obvious it’s almost hard to talk about, such as: their position as successors, strategic thinkers, very similar origins, very similar core characters, team players, red shoes, they looked really similar as kids...just to name a few parallels. Contrasting AFO, there is a lot to work with here that would contributed to a good fight that’d double as a battle of ideologies. And admittedly, we know this because it already has, this is also something we’ve seen before; but there’s a lot more unexplored with their conflict, a lot left unsaid that we could see from them arguing their viewpoints. A lot more than from Deku & AFO anyway.
I mean for Pete’s sake; All Might & Shigaraki have more in common and more to talk about than Deku & AFO. That’s a major problem if those two are meant to carry the final battle; which is why I don’t think they are.
4. Just punch him
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There’s also the fact that AFO doesn’t really challenge Deku in any real way; and I’m not just talking about how All Might solo-ing him (twice) should logically mean endgame Deku should also be able to solo him. I’m more talking about how...that’s kind of all he’d need to do. If you can just beat AFO up enough then...that’s it, threat over. Wrapped up in a neat little bow.
To compare, Shigaraki is the greatest threat the heroes have ever faced, the victim most in need of saving, and to top it off, he’s got the gall to be both of those things at once. What’s a hero supposed to do with that? That’s a serious question characters are going to have to think about when deciding how to deal with Shigaraki. His position is that of, not just the greatest challenge, but a set of the greatest challenges a hero could face. And that’s before you get into his side representing those oppressed by serious systemic issues that need to be addressed as well; quite possibly simultaneously.
No one needs to address systemic corruption or prejudice to beat AFO though. They just need to punch him real hard. The biggest challenge AFO presents the heroes is “how do we make sure this guy stops being a problem for good when neither our most secure prison, nor removing his head, did the job?”
(Personally, my answer is to have Tomura do it. Because unlike Deku, Tomura actually does have a proper antagonistic relationship with AFO, so he has reason to be the one to end him besides just being the protagonist. Plus he’s under no obligation not to kill, so there’s that.)
And like yeah, that does make AFO the easier guy to deal with, and thus write an ending around (to say nothing of how he's also the most satisfying person to see punched in the face); but does that really mean Horikoshi would want to use him instead of the more interesting option of Tomura? I mean I guess we can’t be sure, there is merit in writing the easy resolution; but I’d prefer the complex finale if I were in his shoes.
5. Horikoshi’s favourite
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And lastly there’s just the issue of which of the two Horikoshi’s put more work into. Spoiler alert: it’s not the guy that spent like 200 chapters in jail being menacing every one in a while.
Tomura is by far the more developed between the two, having constantly evolved over the course of the series. And more than just as a character, as described above he’s been developed as the more threatening and challenging conflict for Deku while also reflecting him in a lot of important ways. We’ve seen the growth of his power & influence, we’ve gotten to know & understand his motives, we’ve seen how he’s been failed by heroes before. Everything about him has built him up as the ultimate villain, the most desperate victim, and overall greatest challenge for Deku and the story as a whole to face.
And AFO is...nearly one of those things. Which is pretty much what he was from his first appearance. He has not developed at all over the series, and from what we can tell from his flashbacks, he hasn’t developed at all over the past ~200 years either. (I’m half tempted to call him more inciting incident then character.) What we have with AFO, as far as a character and a villain goes, is pretty much what we’re getting until he’s done. And, well; if Tomura is a better villain & a better pick for final boss than he was then, that gap’s just going to keep growing.
Like, I doubt it really needs stating how Shigaraki is probably the character Horikoshi has put the most work into in the entire series. And a lot of that work, a lot of his development, has gone to the idea of him surpassing AFO or being a villain foil to Deku, who himself is mean to surpass All Might. For his roll to be usurped by the guy he’s meant to surpass just feels like it’s going against that. Like, it’d feel almost as wrong for his character and the story around him than it would for Deku is All Might got his powers back and took over for him as main protagonist. It just doesn’t feel right for Tomura not to be the final villain, is what I’m getting at.
6. ...One saving grace
Okay, but I will admit one thing AFO has going for him that I would be remiss not to bring up. Besides being the most hated character in a series that also has Endeavor in it, I mean. He’s got this one trait that makes him an effective antagonist to anyone in the series; his complete disregard to pretty much every major theme in the series.
I mean think about it; the major themes of Shigaraki’s circle all revolve around trying to fix the society that rejected them; but AFO believes Society just naturally sucks that way as part of human nature, so their cause is doomed. And the heroes’ major themes all revolve around how to become/what it means to be a hero; but AFO believes trying to do good in that society can’t really be done & also it’s ridiculous to believe comic books are real, so their cause is also doomed and they look stupid doing it. So despite not really interacting with anyone’s core conflict or goals in favour of wrapping them up in his own, he still manages a one-sided ideological opposition with nearly every major player in the series; and that’s not nothing.
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But, and I completely understand that this is just a matter of opinion, that kind of just leaves him feeling to me like a good antagonist, not a good final antagonist. I’d still prefer it be Tomura even from this perspective, because he’s able to oppose the ideologies of his opponents on purpose & with proper ideologies of his own.
To summarize:
Shigaraki feels the better choice for final boss because he’s more threatening, more interesting, both as a person and as an opponent for Deku specifically, he’s far more directly tied into the themes of the story and their resolution, & he’s had far more set up. AFO is more hated, and his callous disregard for everything everyone else holds important is something I guess, but that’s pretty much all he’s got going for him in compression. I don’t know about you, but I know who I think would carry the conclusion to the series better.
But I also know this isn’t the most popular take among my villain fan colleagues right now. So if anyone disagrees, I welcome any civil discussion about these two & their viability as final boss.
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moonlightflower21 · 3 years
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patience
a/n: a small chapter with the mafia turtles. blood. knives. stabbing. pain. all that good stuff. yes i'm also aware i am painfully slow and late on the first official mafia turtles chapter. i'm so mf stressed rn, sorry 🥴
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"We can go all night, darlin'. When your body gives out from exhaustion and pain. When yer begging us ta kill you. When you're cryin to end yer life, we're gonna be here. And believe me, ya don't want ta get to that stage" Pulling off the bag from her face, the brute examined her features. She had been hunting them down for days, very nearly coming close in succeeding in her given task. To poison him and his brothers. But little did her gang realise that his family knew about it, knew how suspicious her actions had become and like a hawk, watched her every move. It was only a matter of time until they retaliated. Luckily for her however, the turtles was rather tired from dealing with idiots the entire day. So his energy had depleted significantly.
It was a shame really, he didn't want to ruin such a pretty face. Rules were rules though, threatening the Hamato clan was punishable by death
"I thought you don't hit a woman" She laughed weakly and Raphael shrugged, amber eyes glancing at the sharp array of weapons on the table opposite.
"I don't hit innocent women. I do to those that interfere with my business. Which would explain your predicament" His chest vibrates with chuckles but even her heart drops to the floor, knowing it wasn't an amused laugh. No, this had brought on fear and pain and he hadn't even inflicted anything yet. Still her determined attitude hadn't wavered, much to his displeasure.
"If this is foreplay, can't wait till actual sex" She cries out when the whip slap her, undoubtedly leaving a trail of blood in its wake. Her head yanks back as Raphael grabs a fistful of hair, his face in close proximity of hers.
"Get one thing straight, I've fucked desperate bitches in my past but I wouldn't even use ya for a doormat. Yer low and I know low" He replies sharply, the tip of his sharpened sai trailing down her neck circling around her abdomen.
She screams when the knife is twisted into the first layer of skin, gasping down to where the blood was beginning to pool on her lap.
"All ya got ta do is give me a name doll. And this stops right here. But if not..." He pushes the knife a little more deeper and he grins when she whimpers, trying so hard to not scream. To try keep her composture not wanting to bring any satisfaction to her enemies. But hell, it was hanging by a small fucking thread at this point.
"Any progress?" A deeper, gravelly voice cuts in and both heads look towards the door. The woman lets a small gasp as the rest of the brothers pile into the room. She knew they were tall but not this fucking tall. They were muscular but his pinky could kill a human if enough pressure was added
"Nah, she's stubborn" Raph stops, wiping the few drops of blood from his forehead. He hadn't remembered this much trouble with the other members of her clan.
"Bro! That's my favourite knife" Mikey comes forwards and snatches the steel out of his older brothers hand, grabbing his silk orange handkerchief from the breast pocket to clean the dried blood. He shook his head in disdain, eyeing the victim in the chair. It was rather amusing how many people tried to kill them and yet they always seemed to be on the receiving end of the blade.
"My vote is kill her" The youngest shrugs, very carefully wiping the edges of his tanto where her filthy blood no doubt had touched.
"As convenient as that sounds, we'll never end up getting our information if she's dead. No we need something stronger, powerful" Donnie leans back on the table, looking at the purple and blue blotches on her skin. The way her hair was matted down with blood and sweat, how she looked on the verge of passing out at any given moment. They'd bring her back alive though, she shouldn't have such a quick and painless death.
Raphael had a knack for making his prisoners suffer until they physically and mentally couldn't take anymore, testing each and every brutal limit in their weak bodies. It was only a matter of time until she spilled the dark secret.
But time was not on their side.
"Y-you bastards, I'm not saying anything!" Her voice fluctuates as she tries to keep her heartbeat normal, to keep those nerves at bay. Deep sapphire eyes analyses the struggling woman, quickly tiring of her act to remain strong and mute about the information. Placing a hand deep within his pocket, the eldest of the clan steps forwards a pensive look painted upon his features.
"For a human, I'd expect one like yourself to be withering in agony on the chair. Maybe even gone. Your pain tolerance must be exceptionally high, it'll come in great use for later. For now, you'd do well to remember we're the ones who determine whether you walk out of this building alive. I suggest you start by giving us some answers about your little workplace and your boss. You see, myself..." The eldest grabs the knife from Mikey's hand in a quick flash and plunges it straight within her thigh, unfazed at her screams and the splatter of blood.
"Well, I am not a particularly patient man"
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karasunology · 4 years
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⸙ ˚₊ ➷ THE MIYA TWINS & BOKUTO KOUTARO AS YOUR OLDER BROTHERS ! ❞
╰─ ─ ゚headcanons of the best twins & ace of my heart being your older brothers.
✐ . . . BIG BROTHER HEADCANONS.
[ OIKAWA TOORU & KAGEYAMA TOBIO VERSION. ] [ SUNA RINTAROU & KITA SHINSUKE VERSION. ]
-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ bokuto koutaro, miya atsumu & miya osamu <3
[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]
-ˏˋ ✉️ REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN.
⇣ please read the RULES before requesting.
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MIYA TWINS.
➜ oh my goodness, i pray so hard and dearly for your parents because y'all are WILD WILD
➜ when you guys were young, you know those videos of twins confusing their baby on who's their parent??
➜ yeah THESE TWO TRIED IT WITH YOU
➜ it was probably atsumu's dumb idea
➜ he watched it a few days ago in youtube
➜ so he suggested it to osamu which begrudgingly accepted, curious on how you would react
“ c'mon, come to big brother 'samu ”
➜ atsumu says as he stretches his arms out to you while you're oblivious poor innocent ass was doing the grabby hands to him
➜ ngl you looked so cute he felt a little guilty for what's to come
➜ while osamu sits next to him with a monotonous expression
“ no, i'm big brother 'samu ”
➜ your head spun to his direction
➜ and you're just like 👁👄👁
➜ while switching left and right in confusion as you dropped your arms down so fucking fast LMAO
➜ while atsumu was trying so hard, really he promised he won't laugh so soon, that osamu keeps pestering him to shut his bitch as up
➜ until the faintest of sobs were heard, forcing their mini argument to a halt
“ will you stay quiet ─ ”
“ ─ oh no no no, please don't cry ”
➜ osamu is in distraught because he actually doesn't know how to take care of a child crying
➜ while astumu is trying to carry you
“ hngg i ─ hic ─ want big brother 'samu ─ hic ! ”
➜ bitch almost wanted to drop you right then and there honestly
➜ he's like ??? DOES THIS BITCH EVEN KNOW I EXIST EYE??
➜ and when osamu heard you calling out to him, something in him snapped
“ i knew this was a bad idea ─ ”
➜ as he shoved atsumu off of you, hugging you as he tries to coo you, whispering “ shh . . don't ya worry, yer big brother 'samu is here ”
➜ this MANS OHMYGOD
➜ your cries seemed to have ceased as atsumu is standing there like ??
➜ i'm thEIR BROTHER TOO !!
➜ bb boy held a grudge on you for a few weeks ngl
➜ but then you grew up and now you know that you actually have two (2) big bro 'samu
➜ but more annoying & bitchy
➜ you're their favourite victim to bully
➜ well, atsumu
➜ but they won't let their teasing lead to you crying because they actually can't stand the sight of their younger sibling crying
➜ contrary to popular belief, when you realized there was another big bro 'samu, you were now attached to atsumu while he's similing smugly and triumphly at osamu
➜ atsumu would 100% be very competitive for your attention though he makes you hate him whenever he bullies you
➜ but we all know osamu hates losing
➜ so there was definitely a time of your life that their fighting over who was the best big brother
➜ ugh y'all cute cute
➜ while you're helping osamu around the kitchen, atsumu would just watch from the side lines because the kitchen is kinda yours and osamu's thing
➜ though while in his earlier years, he'd get upset because he wants you to hang out with him too :(
➜ while you have the cooking thing with osamu, you have the baking thing with atsumu
➜ shh hear me out
➜ osamu is actually not good at baking shit
➜ the first time he attempted baking was when you joined a baking club & now you're obsessed with making cupcakes and all that good good
➜ and he wanted to also try and back
➜ and how and what did he do to make your cupcakes look like dog shit was beyond you
➜ and while smelling something burning, atsumu ran to the kitchen and after realizing what osamu did
➜ he'd try and make your next batch of cupcakes presentable
➜ because he's?? actually?? good at it??
➜ and now you guys have your baking sessions and brother 'tsumu bonding time
➜ but even though you guys have other things with the other person, you guys LOVED doing chores together
➜ like, your guys' mom would make the boys clean the bathroom and before you knew it, LIKE YOU WENT THERE JUST TO TALK TO THEM WHILE THEY CLEAN, you find yourself cleaning the toilet necause atsumu ain't doing that shit
➜ washing dishes?? that as well
➜ you and atsumu would be the ones washing while osmu would do the drying
➜ 11/10 of the time would leave you guys a damped mess
➜ while cleaning the kitchen, i absoloutely headcanon, like STRONGLY
➜ that you guys would just talk either about random shit, talk shit about someone honestly, or quote reality tv shows
➜ like one thing you would be sweeping the kitchen floor,  and while sweeping, you accidentally hit the trash bin hard that the contents flew out of it as it fell down the floor
➜ and atsumu's like : “ pooja what is this behaviour?? ”
➜ then something clicked in you that made you remember that one show bigg boss something
➜ and you'd be like : “ i'm sorry i kicked it ny mistake ”
➜ osamu would roll his eyes before joining you two :  “ you can't kick it by mistake ”
➜ “ then pick it up if it bothers you ”
➜ ugh y'all aRE ICONS
➜ y'all would be at the pool and atsumu would shout “ oh no my diamond earing is gone ”
➜ and osamu would reply “ kim, there's people that are dying. ”
➜ you'll be their biggest fan in the court
➜ whenever they play with you on the sidelines something in them just snapped and they'll be scoring points by points in a row
➜ they lowkey love to show off
➜ if you're a girl, every fangirl of they have would be wary of you at first, but then realized that you were just their little sister
➜ and to their bisexual fans, they would ngl have a huge ass crush on you too
➜ and if you're a boy as well, oH MY GOD WOULD THEY HAVE FALLEN AMD CAN'T GET UP
➜ LIKE BITCH THE MIYA GENES ARE THRIVING IN THE THREE OF YOU
➜ you bet they'd be throwing hands if someone decided to break your heart
➜ though, osamu would be the more rational one
➜ if they ever meet your s/o, atsumu would want to rile them up while osamu is just being calm but the scarier one of the two?? but he knows you don't need any protecting because you know how to do it yourself & you don't have any need for that
➜ 12/10 would recommend as brothers
➜ in conclusion, you guys may not always get along, but you know damn well they care about you and would apologize right away if they did something too far. and you guys are such good sibling goals😤
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BOKUTO KOUTARO.
➜ definitely know how to deal with his emo mode
➜ since you guys grew up together
➜ and sadly, you didn't have an akaashi to help you out with it while you were young
➜ like he'd be the older brother but you would probably be the more mature one
➜ but while you guys were young, he was your knight & shinning armor
➜ like when you scraped your knee while trying to catch him, he'll do a 180° and bitch has never ran faster to you than that time
➜ & if you were crying because of it, he'll make stupid jokes but it'll always make you forget about the pain in your knee
➜ and it's one of those times that you could really see that he was actually older than you
➜ then he'll piggyback you back to your house
➜ homeboy be reliable even while he was young wow
➜ and even 'till now
➜ if you ever got sick or injured
➜ or god forbid, HEARBROKEN by someone
➜ a bitch will throw hands
➜ but before that he'll make you laugh & do his best to take your mind off whatever is causing you to hurt
➜ ngl you would always look up to him, even if he may seem childish
➜ he'll hang out with you the rest of the day, he doesn't care if it's a school day, he'll drag akaashi with him
➜ my boy here GIVES THE BEST ADVICES
➜ though he may reword them differently, but his advices never seemed to fail you
➜ fights don't usually happen, and if they do they're probably serious
➜ he's the type of brother that lets you sneak out the house
➜ he'll usually back you up in everything
➜ and this bitch would take the fall for your faults
➜ ugh WE STAN
➜ but also if you sneak out the house to your significant other, bb boy has to know their number, address, occupation etc.
➜ because he ain't having a broken hearted sibling
➜ and he just wants the best for you
➜ and in the future, though he may be busy with being a professional volleyball player;
➜ he'll always have time for you
➜ he'll cLEAR OUT HIS SCHEDULE JUST FOR YOU
➜ you're that urgent to him
➜ your his first best friend before volleyball
➜ speaking of volleyball, if you aren't found in the stands in his matches ─ he'll go TO EMO MODE Y'ALL
➜ because you're usually always there in his games and it makes him give all his 120%
➜ since he's usually busy, he'll ALWAYS have those covey sisters movie nights
➜ if ykyk
➜ he's a sucker for family bonding time ogey
➜ the type to binge watch all the hsm movies & know all the lyrics to all the songs
➜ the type to defend sharpay with all his might
➜ and you guessed it right
➜ sharpay is his favourite character
➜ no one tell me otherwise
➜ THE TYPE TO DUET SONGS WITH YOU
➜ HIS FAVOURITE?
➜ EVERY SHARPAY & RYAN SONGS
➜ HE'LL BE SHARPAY AND YOU'LL BE RYAN
➜ AND THAT'S ON BOP TO THE TOP
➜ hates horror movies
➜ so if you ever watch it with him, he won't leave your side for the rest of the night & will have a sleepover on the living room
➜ f o r t s
➜ loves doing ridiculous challanges
➜ your phone would be BOMBARDED with crackhead videos of him
➜ probably broke a bone or two ngl
➜ 100/10 would recommend as a brother
➜ in conclusion, he may not always be there, and would be a bit childish & needy at times; but you know that he would step up as a big brother for you ANYDAY, ANYNIGHT, ANYTIME. because how could he want the best for you when he's not being his best on his part?
-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-
[ 📼 ] . . . tumblr won't let this post show on the tags now i have to repost them all over again phew chile. watch me throw hands😤
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ashengem · 3 years
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Fandom Rewatch:  Manner of Death - Episode 1
Spoilers for all episodes
I love this show so much. It’s one of my favourite Asian dramas.  I’ve always been a fan of this kind of show, though.  
This is a very visceral autopsy.  It’s like watching Dr. G.
I love how Bun stands his ground with the reporter. You tell him!  Although, you'll find out later, he's more trustworthy than M's underling.
Just so y'all know, those aren't actual pants M is wearing. It's body paint.  Whenever he’s wearing his uniform. Not pants. Body paint. Great Sapol in his Inspector M uniform is illegal in 137 countries because it’s indecent.
The way Bun greets Jane in this scene is exactly like every gay person and their straight bff. Yes I'm speaking from experience. No, I’m not the straight bff. No I'm not taking criticism at this time.
WTAF are those huge green bears? I'm both intrigued and terrified.
I actively hate The Little Mermaid. Both versions. Dying for love, though....hmmm......
It's nice to know that getting called to your boss' office has the same vibe no matter what country you live in. #relatable.
Oh, and the boss is a jackass. Perfect. Like seriously, Bun can't control Pat the Reporter's spin, okay? HE DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HIS LIFE.
Lol, the first look at the Romantic Interest (tm).  You can tell by how the music swells when he appeared on screen.
Okay, but seriously, what is a Viangha Mork cocktail? I need to know for Science.
Oh, dear. He's one of those drunks.
Oh, it's Romantic Interest(tm) again. He's stunned. Like, properly shocked by the kiss. But quick recovery.
Aaaaaand he passed out. Lol.
That's the “oh shit what did I do?!” face if I ever saw one.
This is so gratuitous. Pure fan service. This whole bit with the spill and the wardrobe change and the shower.
But is it a real phone number?  I feel like Bun isn’t into women and knows it.
Pued...has the same watch as Romantic Interest(tm)? Hmmm. I'm sure that can't mean anything. /s
Light vs Dark. We really pulling out the tropes today.
Oat looks adorable in his dress tho. 
I really love Rung's dress. Shame about her, really
I call this entire part "Cause the judge in the town's for bloodstains on his hands".  Actually, that could be the alternate title for this entire show. If you have never heard Vicki Lawrence’s “The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia”, you should totally listen.  Corruption is the same everywhere, apparently.  
Oh no! Romantic Interest(tm) has Jane on his arm! #dashedhopes
And that introduction wasn't at all awkward. Lmao.  But we do get a name for Romantic Interest(tm). It’s Tan.  But I’ll still refer to him as Romantic Interest(tm) for now.
HE'S ASKING BECAUSE HE DESPERATELY WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU REMEMBER KISSING HIM, YOU WALNUT! It’s seriously a good thing you’re cute, Bun, because outside of the autopsy room, you’re kind of hopeless.
This whole convo is the cutest thing. So much metaphor. Let me translate:
Tan:  So! What did you think of kissing me?
Bun:  I liked it, but you came to this event on my straight bff's arm, so it's very unclear. And I don't know yet that it's because your brother is a complete douchenozzle.
Tan:  So, Doc, do you think we should remember that we kissed last night?
Bun:  I dunno, maybe. It depends. Why?
Tan:  Because I think I want to kiss you again. But I think you're unsure, and I'm giving you an out. Wait, there's dust on your face. Or something. I just want to be close so you think of me more.
Bun: Do you want to remember it?
Tan: Oh, definitely. Here's your chance. Do you want to remember it?
Bun:  *dramatic sigh* I do, but I gotta be dramatic about it first, okay?
Tan:  Lol, okay.
Bun:  Wait, are you sure you want to remember?
Tan:  Oh yes, I remember everything (even that one time I saw you at university).
Bun:  (Wait, what?)
*End translation*
Okay, but Pued deserves that. He's an epic pissant. But he gets better. It’s just gonna take, like, the whole series.
Damn, Pat the Reporter is like herpes, isn't he?
Okay, and now Bun gets to watch Romantic Interest(tm) comfort straight bff Jane. Because this is not weird without full context./s Which Bun doesn't have at this point. What's really crazy, and probably very confusing for Bun is that they just had that conversation about whether they should remember kissing last night or not, and Romantic Interest(tm) was totally into remembering.
Hurry! Pretend I didn't just totally overhear that entire conversation! You’re so cute, Bun.
Bun, don't listen to Pued! It's not a women's matter! It's literally the entire Plot OF THE SHOW!
First glance at Bun's bedroom. Did he furnish it entirely from IKEA? Because it looks like it was furnished entirely from IKEA.
Okay, so, Tan is very much a decent person with a moral code.
Bun is trying to be a good friend even when he's being told nothing.
He's trying so hard to figure out the mixed info he's getting. It's #relatable.
Oh no, baby, what is you doing? Could you please at least take off your watch before you sleep?
Omg, he already knows who the victim is, he's just trying to get someone to tell him it's not her. I am CRY!
Oh, his face when he sees her body. He's so upset, someone please hug him!
M is Concerned.
He's trying so hard to keep his emotions in check. And he's making it a lesson for Oat. Bun is an actual Cinnamon Roll, and deserves ALL THE GOOD THINGS EVER!
Oh, and here's confirmation for him that Romantic Interest(tm) was dating Jane. Ouch.
"This is not a suicide". Oh shit!
I love how he stares at Tan while the voice over talks about how 80% of victims are killed by people close to them, especially lovers.
LMAO! HE LEFT OAT AT THE STORE AND OAT SAT AROUND LIKE A LOST PUPPY;
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I don’t know if you’ve done something like this but a head cannon or fic the brothers and mc playing a game of monopoly that gets heated I mean like, tables have been flipped, fires have been caused at some point, and yelling. Lots of yelling.
I’m not sure if this is chaotic enough for you, but I hope you’ll still like it, anon! :)
Brothers x MC Playing Monopoly
You are currently in your room, on your bed, leaning against a snacking Beel and cradling a napping Belphie to your chest.
In front of you three, are the two eldest brothers, arguing over what to put on the tv.
“Play in your fucking room, Levi! I wanna watch Harrison Porter!” Mammon growled, trying to hold Levi in a headlock.
“Take your own advice and watch it in your own room! Y/N and I need to play this asap!” Levi growled, protecting the remove to his chest.
You sighed, it’s a common occurrence and you’re just waiting for another brother to burst in the room to complain about the noises the two are making.
“Can you two stop bickering?” the door opened, revealing Lucifer, who looks tired.
“I will if Levi will just give me the fucking remote!” Mammon growled, reaching for the remote, only for Levi to push him back.
“As if! This is way more important than your show!” Levi growled, using his foot to shove Mammon away.
“What’s that?” you asked curiously at the box Lucifer was carrying.
It also caught everyone’s attention, except for Belphie who just nuzzled on your chest, sleeping peacefully.
“Diavolo had returned from the human world and bought this as a souvenir, he claimed you have talked to him about this board game?” Lucifer explained as he showed the box.
“Oh, Monopoly!” you smiled, “Yeah, it’s basically a game about money-”
“Let’s play it!” Mammon pushed Levi, who groaned in annoyance when he hit the floor, “I wonder how much money I can make.” he grinned as he snatched the board game from an irritated Lucifer.
“We use fake money.” you chuckled, “It’s basically buying properties and hope someone lands on them so you can earn money back.” 
“Eh? Can we use real money?” Mammon suggested.
“Do you even have enough on you to play?” Lucifer raised an eyebrow, “Because I just received-”
“Alright, alright, enough!” Mammon huffed with an embarrassed blush.
Lucifer smirked before turning back to the game, “Anyway, Diavolo’s begging us to play it as soon as possible. Apparently, he wants us to be familiarised with since he’ll be throwing a board game night next week or something.” he sighed, “Might as well get it over with so I can go back to my work.”
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“These pieces don’t make sense,” Asmo commented as he’s trying to choose which piece to use.
“It doesn’t really matter, Asmo, just choose something,” Satan said, quickly taking the cat piece.
“Fine, I’ll get the car.” Asmo rolled his eyes about to pick the said piece.
“But I want the car,” Mammon whined, stopping Asmo.
Lucifer sighed, picking a random one, which happened to be the top hat, “Asmo, just give it to him, I don’t want to hear his annoying whines for the whole night.”
“I guess I’ll take this.” Belphie shrugged as he took the dog.
“...but I want the dog…” Beel pouted, ending up with the shoe piece.
Belphie just shrugged and exchanged pieces, smiling softly when Beel lightened up.
“I like the ship, it reminds me of the ocean.” Levi smiles as he admires the piece.
“No one asked.” Mammon rolled his eyes.
“Fuck you, thimble piece.” 
You sighed as another argument broke out.
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“Pay up, Belphie!” Mammon cheered as Belphie landed on his space, “That’s $10.” 
Belphie sighed as he gave $10 out of his $1500 pile, “I don’t think I want to play anymore.” 
“You’re 3rd leading though.” Satan raised an eyebrow.
The game had been going for a bit long. Beel was out first, having spent all his money on every property he landed on, unfortunately for him, no one lands there frequently and went bankrupt on Mammon’s spaces. Asmo was out second for landing on one of Satan’s very expensive tiles filled with a hotel. You were next for landing on two consecutive expensive spaces from Belphie.
Levi, as expected, had taken it seriously, he’s the 4th leading at the moment with stable incomes from his properties. Belphie is currently on the 3rd one with only 2 properties and having collected the 4 railroads. Satan had also very well planned his properties, always checking if his spaces are landed on and collects the rent. You didn’t really expect Lucifer to be invested, he had owned all the expensive properties, filled them with houses and hotels and sitting at the top.
Mammon’s last with his $50 and 2 cheap properties, he started out pretty strong but had the bad luck of landing on Satan’s and Lucifer’s spaces he had to mortgage some of his properties.
“This is getting too long.” Belphie sighed, “Just take all my shit, Mammon.” 
“Best baby brother ever!” Mammon cheered.
“Wait, can he do that?” Levi complained, eyeing the greedy brother enviously with his new properties.
“Rules didn’t say anything about it.” Satan shrugged, it wouldn’t really push him out of his current spot, it would be a different scenario if it pushed him to 3rd spot though.
“We could’ve given it to the bank,” Levi mumbled.
“Ah stop whining, Levi!” Mammon teased as he counted his money.
Levi rolled the dice and landed on Belphie’s, now Mammon’s very expensive space. He swore in his head when he couldn’t afford it, but Mammon wasn’t looking.
No one said anything, they made it a rule to not snitch as to make it more interesting, it becomes a new mechanic where the player tries to distract whoever’s space they landed on.
However, when it comes to money, Mammon activates a new instinct.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice that you thief.” his eyes darkened as he looks at Levi, “Pay the fuck up.” 
“It should’ve belonged to the bank!” Levi argued, not accepting the fact that he’s losing to the scummy brother.
“Belphie gave it to ME so, therefore, it’s MINE!” Mammon shouted.
Not wanting for another fight to break out; because Belphie is sleeping and waking Belphie this time will just cause more chaos, and you don’t really want to deal with that at this late of an hour, so grabbing your portable console you smiled at Levi.
“Levi, can you help me finish this boss?” you asked sweetly, “Been stuck with it for a while, I don’t want to play with randoms.”
The 3rd’s angry quickly faded, someone needs him! And it’s not just someone, it’s his favourite person in the whole world!
“Of course!” he smiled brightly, smirking internally when he felt Mammon’s elated mood go sour with jealousy.
“Can we go on with the game now?” Lucifer sighed, getting bored of the game as well, but refusing to stop until he’s on top.
“Whoa! I’m second leading now, Satan! Rags to riches, baby!” Mammon bragged as he counted his money, “Lucifer’s next.” he snickered with a determined glint in his eyes.
You began to worry as you felt the beginnings of Satan’s wrath. 
The blonde smiled, “Why don’t we move on yeah?” 
No one seemed to notice, but the dice had a subtle purple-ish glow.
“Yeah, yeah, peasant.” Mammon snickered before picking up the dice.
Satan’s smile widened as the dice rolls.
Mammon moved his piece, freezing when he saw where it landed.
“Oh my…” Satan tsked.
And just like that… Mammon’s out.
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You never knew Monopoly could be interesting in the late game, but here you all are, watching intently as Satan and Lucifer battled on the board, even Belphie stayed awake in hopes of Satan beating Lucifer.
The turns consist of the other almost bankrupting their opponent, having been saved by having $5 leftover but gaining the empire again when the other landed on their spot. 
“Just give up, Lucifer,” Satan smirked at Lucifer and his $1, “Two of my spaces are in front of you and the chance of you landing there is pretty high.” 
“The most expensive space is a few steps ahead of you, while the chances are lower, it will push me to victory,” Lucifer smirked.
Satan eyed the space the will surely doom him, but so far throughout the game, only 2 had fallen victim from it. 
He began to calculate the possibilities of him landing there, slowly picking the dice and hoping that lady luck is on his side.
Everyone held their breath when the dice revealed the result, Satan moving his piece to the number shown.
“I…” his eyes widened at the last space he landed.
“Pay up, my dear brother,” Lucifer smirked.
“FUCK YOU, LUCIFER!!!” Satan burst into his demon board, flipping the board and jumping on Lucifer.
“Jeez, Satan, it’s just a game!” Mammon rolled his eyes, “Don’t be a sore loser, I mean even Levi didn’t flip the board when he lost to me.” he snickered.
“You only won over me because Belphie helped you! You’re as hopeless in real life!” Levi snapped.
“Awww, did I hurt you gamer otaku pride? The only thing you’re good at but still lost.” Mammon mocked before he was thrown on the other side of the room.
The sudden move accidentally bumped Beel, causing whatever he was eating to fall on Asmo.
“BEEL! THIS IS ONE OF MY EXPENSIVE SHIRTS!” Asmo shrieked in horror as the oily liquid ruined the fabric of his shirt, “You idiot! Can’t you just eat in the fucking kitchen?!” he hissed.
“Why are you wearing an expensive shirt indoors in the first place? Not his fault you’re so desperate to impress Y/N.” Belphie defended, his sharp tongue going off due to his crankiness.
“That’s so rich coming from you, Belphie, aren’t you the one who’s leeching on their side like the desperate sad little fuck you are?” Asmo hissed.
“You fucking take that back,” Beel growled before the three of them began arguing, transforming in their demon forms.
You sighed as you step a bit further from them, a text notification taking your attention from the chaos in front of you.
Diavolo: How’s game night going? 
You typed your reply,
You: The usual. 
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heyyyharry · 4 years
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Chapter 14: To The Boy Next Door
(from the My Girl Trilogy: Stay Mine)
…in which they play a game.
Word count: 4.7k
AU: actor!Harry, older!Harry, younger!Y/N, (4-year age gap).
Wattpad link (Thea as Y/N)
ANNOUNCEMENT: The last chapter was supposed to be released on July 1, BUT I have two final exams on that same week, so I’ll have no choice but to move the schedule forward.
Last My Girl update: July 8, 2020. (July 3: Tumblr preview and full chapter on Patreon).
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One year later
“Come in.”
When Asher entered the room, Gemma almost didn’t recognize him. He’d got a beard now, and he wasn’t wearing a suit. If she hadn’t known the charming Asher in the past, she would be so shocked to find out he was the CEO’s son. Too bad she didn’t care enough to wonder what had happened to him after his business had gone bankrupt because his father had refused to finance it. Now he was just a regular accountant.
His eyes went wide when he saw her sitting with his dad in the CEO office.
Hello, Asher, she thought, yet gave him nothing but a polite nod as if they were meeting for the first time.
“Asher, I suppose you remember Gemma?” asked his father with a sigh.
“Yes,” Asher mumbled, his gaze falling to the floor.
Of course he remembered her. Abusers always remembered their victims.
His dad looked from him back to Gemma. Hands folded on the desk, he said, “Gemma is our new COO. I hope you will have no trouble working for her.”
Asher’s head jerked up as if he’d just heard a gunshot. And Gemma, of course, was the one holding the gun.
She relished his astonishment and cracked a smile as she rose from her seat and walked toward him. She extended her hand, but he didn’t take it.
“Working for her?” he asked his dad, who replied with a stern expression.
“Yes. She’s your new boss.”
Gemma broke into a smirk, still holding out her hand in the space between them. Asher’s eyes had grown so big they nearly took over his entire face. “You,” he hissed at her, “I can't believe you weaselled your way into this company.”
“Oh, no.” Gemma frowned pretentiously and dropped her hand down to her side. “I’ve been a shareholder for almost a year. I’ve done more for this company in that short amount of time than you have your whole life.”
He thinned his lips and glared at her, unable to muster a single word.
She hated him but respected his father. And what was better as revenge than making sure she took everything he wanted? First, his father’s affection. Soon, his father’s company.
“I don’t want to make this unpleasant for you, Asher,” her voice dropped so low as she leaned in so only the two of them could hear. “Or maybe I do. So you better be a nice employee, because I wouldn't be sorry to kick you out of here.”
His face dimmed as she stepped away. If there was a camera, she’d take a picture and put it in a frame. Though she doubted this would be the last time she got to see that defeated look on his face.
"See you around, Ash," she said, placing a hand on her hip as she breezed right past him out of the room.
Two interns, a blonde and a dark-skinned girl, rose from their cubicles and rushed up to her as she was heading for the lift.
“Excuse me,” the blonde said timidly. “Are you...our new COO?”
“Y-Yes, yes, I am.” Gemma worked up a smile and the girls giggled to each other like teenagers.
“Congratulations and welcome!” said the dark-skinned one, who said her name was Marie and her friend was Claria. Gemma assumed they were going to fangirl about her brother, but then Marie said, “We love your sister-in-law’s book. We’re such big big fans.”
It took Gemma a second. “Y/N? She and Harry aren’t–”
“Future sister-in-law,” Claria corrected her friend, looking nervously from Marie back to Gemma. “We’ve...heard some rumours. Can you confirm or deny it?”
“I cannot. But I’ll let her know about you girls.”
The girls grinned like the Cheshire Cat, and Gemma could tell they were trying their best not to freak out. She waved them goodbye and hastened into the lift before the door closed.
Her phone buzzed with a new text.
Isey: Lunch? :)
Lunch :) she replied, biting back a grin.
Another notification popped up. A reply from Harry's girl. Gemma rolled her eyes as she remembered lending Harry her phone a couple of weeks ago. He'd changed most names in her contacts and she'd only managed to change back a few of them.
Harry's girl: Thanks for the birthday wish, Gem! (heart emoji)
You're welcome! Is Harry coming home today?
Harry's girl: I hope not. But idk.
We never know. How can you STAND him? Ugh.
Harry's girl: I can't lol.
Harry's girl: Anyway, what was his reaction?
Gemma knew right away whom Y/N was talking about.
Priceless, she responded.
Harry's girl: QUEEN. Make his life a living hell.
Oh I will. Certainly.
The door slid open with a ding, and Gemma tucked the phone into her bag. Her assistant was waiting outside to direct her to her new office. With a smile on her face, she stepped out of the lift and shook the assistant's hand.
She was so ready for this new beginning.
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“Good aaaaaafternoon, girlfriend! Are you feeling twenty-two?”
Y/N laughed hoarsely as she blinked a few times to let her vision get used to the light from the windows opposite the bed. “You’re embarrassing,” she said, yawning.
On the phone, Harry gasped. “Did you just wake up?!”
“I stayed up all night talking to you and had a zoom meeting with Laura this morning. Besides, it’s Sunday.”
“It’s your birthday.”
“Duh.” She grinned at the ceiling and exhaled. “I’m twenty-two now. I’m like...old.”
“Ouch. Well, aren’t you supposed to get ready for the book signing?”
“Book signing is tomorrow. Bad boyfriend.”
The sound of his laugh made her heart leap. She missed him so much. He’d been in New York for two weeks and wouldn’t be back until next Thursday, which meant she’d have to spend this birthday without him. She wasn’t sure if she should let him know she wished he were here. She really did. But she also didn’t want him to drop everything and fly back to her for only one night. He’d done that before and it'd been romantic, still, she never wanted him to do it again.
“To prove that I’m not a bad boyfriend,” he said, snapping her back to the moment. “I have a surprise for you.”
She sat up straight and whipped her head to the door. “Goddamn it, Harry,” she huffed, “if you tell me you’re standing right outside–”
“No!” He burst out laughing. “No, no, no, I’m still in New York.”
She sighed in relief, but couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.
“My surprise is in the pocket of my favourite suit,” he said.
She had no idea what he might have up his sleeves (quite literally). Still, she rolled out of bed, shoved her feet into her slippers, and padded out of the room.
Two years ago on this same day, he’d brought her to the roof of an abandoned building, where they’d watched the night city and eaten his homemade cupcakes. On her twenty-first birthday, they hadn’t been talking. And so this year, she’d suspected that he must have planned something extravagant to surprise her, even though he wasn’t home to celebrate with her. The surprise had come a bit earlier than expected.
She switched on the light in the walk-in closet, which was as large as her old flat. His favourite suit was the one he’d worn on Grammy’s night. Sparkling dark velvet to match the aesthetic of her silvery mermaid gown, which, unfortunately, she hadn’t got a chance to show off to the world.
She stuck her hand into the breast pocket of the jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Found it."
“Go on. Read it,” he encouraged.
“If it says ‘Happy Birthday, smiley face’, I’ll strangle you when you come back.”
A laugh burst right through him. “Your choking kink is getting out of hand, babe.”
“Shut up.” She huffed, unfolding the note. “Should have said I loved you,” she read aloud. “What does that mean?”
“You can ask for my help only once. Call me when you’ve found the fifth clue.”
“Wait!”
But he’d already hung up.
She almost called him back but then decided not to. She didn't want to waste her only chance to ask for help.
Classic treasure hunt, she thought, rereading the sentence.
The prize would be her birthday present for sure. Maybe he’d hidden it in the wood somewhere. A normal boyfriend would just have the birthday present delivered, or leave it on the table or in the garage, not challenge his girlfriend’s two only active brain cells with a children’s game. But Y/N wasn’t a normal girlfriend. And as much as she hated working for something other than her writing, a part of her was excited.
“Should have said I loved you,” she thought out loud, then snapped her fingers and rushed across the hallway to his library.
Two years ago, she’d told him she’d loved him for the first time and received silence in return. In this very room, he’d watched her leave.
She stood in front of the giant bookcase, which he’d had installed a month after she’d officially moved in. Most of these books were from her collection. On a shelf in the middle stood three framed photos of them. Them in Paris. Them with their families on a vacation last summer. Them at her graduation.
She flipped each frame over to check the back, but none had what she was looking for. She tapped her foot impatiently on the carpet while assessing the rest of the bookcase. It didn’t take her too long to notice that one book was upside down.
P.S. I Love You by Cecelia Ahern.
Of course. Of-fucking-course.
She rolled her eyes, feeling a smile stretching her lips as she took the book from the shelf and opened it to the first page. There was a post-it note that said:
Congrats, babe. You’ve found it. Next clue: Where the magic happens ;)
‘Where the magic happens.’ If it wasn’t sexual, the winky face had made sure that it was.
Could it be their bed? Nope. She'd slept there last night.
Could it be the first place they’d had sex?
Could the next clue be inside that car?
She jolted with a start and dashed out of the library, and as soon as she reached the stairs, she suddenly halted.
No. She didn’t remember which car they’d had sex in for the first time, and he’d got a whole collection of cars. It’d take forever to search every single one. That wasn’t the right answer.
Sighing, she stood on the first stair and contemplated the clue again.
They used to play Treasure Hunt when they were younger. There were usually at least five or six clues, and the first three should be easy.
Could it be her flat? Most of their ‘secret relationship’ had happened in her flat. It used to be their secret kingdom. Impenetrable. Disconnected to the outside world. They’d also had their second real kiss outside her door, and she still had until the end of this month before she must return the keys to the landlord.
She wasn’t sure, and she wasn’t going to drive all the way there just to find out she was wrong.
And so she decided to call him.
“Let me guess,” he said as soon as the beeping stopped. “You’re either super impatient or your fairy godmother appeared and helped you find all five clues.”
She rolled her eyes. “Third clue. Is it your car or my flat?”
“My car?” He sounded confused, which gave her the impression that she might have got it wrong.
Her cheeks burnt as she said, “We had sex for the first time in your car.”
“No, not my car, but damn, I should have thought of that.”
“So it’s my flat?”
“Are you sure you want to ask me now?”
“Yes.”
“Yes,” he smugly confirmed. “It’s your flat. Now you’re on your own until the final clue.”
“Fuck,” she grunted and pinched the bridge of her nose.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I thought you’d have trouble with this one, too. I mean, we fuck everywhere these days.”
“If my birthday present isn’t worth all this, we won’t be fucking ever again.”
He gasped at the threat, and she could picture him wearing that stupid crooked smile as he told her, “Good luck, kid. I believe in you.”
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She found the next clue on Thumper’s lap.
When she’d moved most of her furniture to Harry’s house, she’d forgotten to take the purple stuffed bunny with her. She held it under her arm and scrutinized the pink post-it note, which said:
I cannot believe you left Thumper behind. Third clue: Drunk little deer.
“Drunk little deer? What does that even mean?” Then she looked at Thumper. “Should I kick him in the balls when I see him?”
She made the rabbit nod and burst out laughing at how crazy she sounded. If anyone walked in and saw her talking to a stuffed animal, they would assume she was either crazy or drunk.
Drunk.
She was the drunk little deer. Drunk Bambi.
The answer was the place he'd seen her drunk for the first time.
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Andrew recognized Y/N right from the moment she stepped into the pub. He leaned over the counter and shouted for everyone to hear, “Little girl! Good to see you again!”
“Andrew," she smiled and shouldered her way towards the bar.
He eyed her up and down as she slid onto one of the stools. “You look different. I hope you’re not here to drink again. I might have to kick you out.”
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “You look different, too. I like your new hair.”
Andrew rubbed his shiny bald head, scowling at her as she raised a smile and rested her chin on her knuckles. Andrew might look intimidating, especially now without his hair, but he was one of the softest people she’d ever met. He’d been so kind to her during her tough times and even let her haunt his pub day and night until Harry had come for the rescue.
“You’re kind of famous now, aren’t you?” Andrew said. “I’ve read your book. It didn’t suck.”
“You have?”
He lifted one giant shoulder of his, pursing his lips. “My wife made me. She's a big fan. Your boyfriend came two weeks ago and he even signed the book for her. He said he was the one in the story.”
“My boyfriend was here?”
Andrew gave a nod.
The voices in Y/N's head started cheering like she’d just won a wrestling match. It would have been so embarrassing if she'd asked Andrew first and then found out she'd got it wrong.
“Well, did he leave...something for me? A message perhaps?”
Andrew growled as he turned away, and without a word, disappeared through a stained curtain behind him. He came back five minutes later and handed her a green post-it note with an unreadable grimace on his face.
She snatched it immediately. A laugh crackled out of her as if he’d just given her gold.
Hi babe, you’re almost there! My biggest fans (not you) have the final clue. Get back to work.
“He gave this to me when he signed the book,” Andrew said.
Y/N mumbled the words over as she tried to figure them out. Her first guess for ‘biggest fans (not you)’was Gemma and Isaac. But then she got rid of the idea because they had to be at the same place at the same time in order for this to work, and Gem and Isaac were both at work.
Which two people were together right now and were also Harry’s biggest fans?
‘Get back to work.’
Yes. That’s it!
Y/N thrust the post-it note into her bag and rose from the stool. “I’m sorry. This must be weird to you.”
“It’s quite romantic, actually," Andrew said.
“Really?”
“And weird. You two are both weird. What a perfect couple.”
“Gee, thanks.”
As she spun on her heels, Andrew called after her, “Hey, little girl. I’m sorry I said you weren’t a real writer.”
“You said that?”
“You were drunk,” he chuckled. “Anyway, bring your weird boyfriend back sometimes.”
“I will. If there’s free beer.”
“Get out of here.” He shot his finger toward the door, but it was the first time she’d seen Andrew smile with his whole face.
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Eddie’s bookshop was busy on most Sundays. Well, it had been busy almost every day since Y/N had credited him in her latest best-selling debut novel.
She entered the shop and was immediately recognized by a group of schoolgirls, who asked her to sign their new copies of her book and questioned her about the story. She recycled the same amiable answers that didn’t give away any more than what they might already know. Since she’d already got used to the attention, the fans didn’t intimidate her anymore.
She took a selfie with the girls and bid them goodbye. Then one of the new employees told her that Eddie and Alice were sorting books at the back. She wandered along aisles until she found them. Eddie was scolding Alice for putting hardcovers in between paperbacks. Nothing got on Eddie’s nerves as much as putting hardcovers in between paperbacks.
“The hardcovers take more shelf-space so you cannot put them there! God, Alice, were you drunk when you were sorting these books?”
“I wish I were drunk now,” Alice said, and her eyes lit up as she saw Y/N. She nearly tackled Y/N to the floor with a violent hug, and Y/N returned with half as much enthusiasm.
“You’re like a Golden Retriever,” Y/N said, pulling back and cupping her friend’s face.
“Happy birthday! I was gonna send you–”
Eddie didn’t wait for Alice to finish as he pushed her aside to step forward, his face brightened like the sun. “You’re here for the clue, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I–”
“We can’t just hand it to you.” That sun-like face suddenly turned serious. “You need a password. What is Harry’s favourite book?”
Y/N arched an eyebrow at Eddie as if expecting him to say ‘gotcha!’ But he only mirrored her expression as he crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for an answer.
“Seriously?” Y/N scoffed, looking at her two friends. “He’s that narcissistic?”
Alice smirked as she raised a shoulder. “Either you answer or search this entire bookshop yourself.”
“I fucking hate him and I fucking hate both of you.” Y/N rolled her eyes upward and exhaled sharply. “Norwegian Wood.”
“Huh?”
“That’s his favourite book,” she told Alice and remembered Alice didn’t read fiction unless it was compulsory. “Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami.”
Eddie looked confused. “He loves Haruki Murakami? His books are misogynistic.”
“Harry’s got a bad taste in authors. But judging from your reactions, I suppose that is not the correct answer, and I should probably break up with my boyfriend because I don’t know what his favourite book is.”
“You do, Y/N.” Alice beamed as she leaned a shoulder against the bookcase. “You’re thinking too big. It’s pretty simple.”
“Shit. Is it my book?” Y/N asked, then pinched the bridge of her nose as Eddie began to smile. “Goddamn it, he’s like my dad times ten.”
“What did your dad do?” Eddie asked.
“He bought a bunch of copies of my book and sent them to our relatives for Christmas. It was pretty embarrassing.”
“Aww.”
“ALICE!”
“Jesus Christ!” Alice covered her ears as she shot Eddie a glare. “I’m standing right next to you.”
“Go get the clue!” Eddie flicked his fingers at her. “Go! Hurry!”
Alice rolled her eyes and flipped him off as she backed out of the aisle. Eddie ignored her and turned back to Y/N, grinning from ear to ear like he was the birthday girl. “Are you excited?”
“Not as much as you are. That’s for sure,” Y/N said and made sure he knew she was joking by giving him a toothy grin.
“I’m not gonna tell you what the surprise is, you know.”
“I’m not asking.”
Eddie’s laugh was high as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “What I can tell you is that you’re gonna love it. Too bad I cannot be there to see your reaction.”
“Trust me,” she said. “You don’t wanna see me scold Harry through the phone.”
Alice returned with a copy of My Girl and handed it to Y/N with a smile that possibly meant, ‘You’re gonna love this’.
Suspicious and somewhat elated, Y/N opened the book to the dedication page.
To Mum, Dad, and the boy next door.
Those were her words. Below was his handwriting: Hi my love :)
Curious, she turned to the first chapter. This wasn’t just another copy of her book, of which she’d got all the different covers at home. With this one, Harry had done the same thing he’d done to her journal. His handwriting was scattered across the pages. He’d underlined all the quotes he’d enjoyed and left comments about them on the side.
Y/N heard Eddie say something about how he would never write in books and Alice immediately shush him for being rude. Y/N never wrote in books, either, but she loved reading Harry’s handwritten notes. It felt like he was reading the story with her. The butterflies in her stomach went wild just from imagining him taking his time writing on each page and grinning at his own jokes. If this was the birthday surprise, she could not ask for anything more.
However, she knew he had to be more extra than this.
And there it was. Proof that this was not the surprise. On the very last page, he wrote:
Meet me where the sky meets the earth.
“Where the sky meets the earth?” she thought out loud and glanced up at Eddie, who responded with a shrug. Alice did, too. Y/N didn’t think they were lying. Harry must have told them what the surprise was, but not the answers to these cryptic messages.
Eddie patted her on the back as he wished her good luck and shooed Alice back to the front to assist the customers. Y/N was left behind to work it out on her own. She leaned against the bookcase, pondering over the words.
Hadn’t Harry said she was allowed to call him when she reached the fifth clue?
She tucked the book under her arm and pulled out the phone from the pocket of her jeans.
“Hi, babe!”
“I’ve got the fifth clue,” she blurted. “What do I do now?”
“I don’t know. Solve it?”
“Yes, smartarse. The answer is, I don’t know.”
“You’re not even thinking.”
“You said you’d help me!”
“I said I’d help you once,” he countered. “And I did. I told you to call me just so I know when you’ve reached the final clue.”
“So you’re not gonna help me with this one?”
He was quiet for a moment. “Well, I can give you a hint. What do all the places you’ve visited today have in common?”
She chewed on her lip, an arm folded over her chest. “They’re memories,” she whispered.
“That’s right,” he whispered back, like they didn’t want anyone to overhear their conversation. “This last place is a memory as well. Where the sky meets the earth. Think, kid.”
She pouted. “Can I please get another hint?”
“You don’t get to talk in a cute voice and manipulate me, Bambi,” he sighed. “Fine. Our first date.”
“Holmes Chapel?!”
He said nothing and hung up.
It took Y/N a few seconds, but she believed she’d got the answer.
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She took the lift and climbed four sets of stairs to the roof.
Adrenaline buzzed right through her, causing her hands to shake and her heart to pound against her ribcage. The metal was cold against her fingertips as she pawed the heavy door open slowly. It was unlocked.
The cold wind gushed in, blowing her hair out of her face as she stepped into the night. The city of London gleamed before her eyes. Where the sky meets the earth. This was where they could see stars high above and down below.
And there he was. Waiting for her with that smug crooked grin on his stupid face.
“Hi,” he said.
Oh, how she’d missed his stupid beautiful face.
She tucked her hands into the pockets of her jacket and ambled forward, still thinking him being here was too good to be true.
He lifted both hands like a surrendered criminal, both eyebrows raised as he said, “Before you get angry, I can explain.”
“Please do,” she demanded but found herself smiling.
With the wind in his hair, dimples on his cheeks and city light in his eyes, he looked absolutely breathtaking. She couldn’t hate him even if she tried.
Harry exhaled unsteadily through his mouth before mumbling, “Here I go,” and then he was on his knee in front of her.
She didn’t react when he took her cold hand and pressed it against his warm chest. She could feel his heart beating almost in sync with her own.
“Are you surprised?” he asked, chuckling nervously.
She exhaled a quiet laugh and said, “Yes, but also no.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Because I warned you this would happen?”
“Because you warned me this would happen.” Her mouth curved at the corner as she recalled the Oscar night in his LA house, both of them drunk, him on his knee like this, a promise, and how in love she’d felt, almost as much as she did in this very moment.
“Is this too early or too late?” he ventured.
“This is perfect.”
She pressed her lips into a smile, and his green eyes flickered in the semi-darkness. “Well then.” He straightened his back. “Y/N ‘Bambi’ Y/L/N.”
“Yes.” Her voice was so brittle she feared he wouldn’t hear it, her stomach twisted into triple knots, her chest fluttering and her fingers trembling.
He held her gaze as the corner of his mouth arched. “Will you…”
“I swear to God if you’re jok–”
“Marry me,” he blurted, panting as though saying those words had drained all the energy out of him. “Marry me. I want to annoy you for the rest of my life. I want every fight, every laugh, every up and down, every kiss, every touch, everything about you. I will love you until all my teeth fall out, until you finally learn to cook–”
“I’ll never learn to cook.”
“I know,” he chuckled. “Most importantly, I’ll even let you love young Leo a bit more than me, but only sometimes.”
She covered her mouth. What meant to be a laugh came out as a sob.
“I would have written a speech, but I figured you’d roast me for my bad writing, so I’d rather improvise and blame this awful proposal on it being improvised.”
“God, you’re fucking annoying,” she laughed tearily into her hand and he was laughing, too.
Quickly, he got to his feet and tugged her into him. She circled her arms around his waist, her face buried into his chest as she inhaled the scent she’d missed achingly in the last two weeks.
“My girl is such a crybaby,” he said, kissing the top of her head, her temple, her ear, her cheek, her forehead. He kissed and held her until she’d calmed down.
“Yes,” she told him at last, lifting her eyes up to his.
“Yes, you’re a crybaby?”
“Yes, you’re a dumbarse and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life roasting you and yes, I’ll sometimes love young Leo more than you but only sometimes, because you’re the greatest love of my life and I cannot imagine a life without you–”
He stopped her with his lips, his hands tenderly cupping her face as his thumbs moved slowly over her chin, cheeks and jawlines. She’d imagined that their first kiss after two weeks apart would be sexually aggressive and against-the-wall hot, but this kiss was slow and sensual and passionate and full of wanting. It felt like his promise for their future together. One that would last.
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