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darkbluekies · 1 year

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AHHH JUST GOT ANOTHER REQUEST! silas with a crackhead gen z s/o.This guy would be so fking confused.😭😭

Silas:walk out of that front door and I'll break your legs👿👿.

s/o:*uses the open window besides the door instead and casually walks away*

Silas texting:WHY ARE YOU NOT HOME YOUR GONNA GO THROUGH HELL IF YOU DON'T COME BACK.

S/o: You're* dumbass and proceeds to ignore the calls from this dumb af guy.

first anon (im sorry but i thought this was funny 😭😭)

[Do you want to break him??? Congrats, you succeeded 😭]

Not a joking matter

Mafia!yandere OC x reader

Summary: you decide to pull a stunt on Silas while you are fighting, which causes him to go insane with fury. He promises himself to make sure you never dare to do it again.

Warnings: yandere content, mentions of killing, guns, threats, isolation punishment, Stockholm syndrome, Silas who can't take a joke, manipulation

Word count: 1.5k

Normally, you wouldn’t dare fight with Silas. It only gave you consequences you couldn’t bear. Besides, just giving in and listening to him makes your world turn easier. But some days, things get too much and your anger bubbles out. This has led you and Silas to argue down by the front door about his jealousy.

“I’m literally done!” you scoff out. “You’re insane, this is insane! I’m leaving!”

“If you walk out through that door, I’m breaking your legs”, Silas warns you with his arms over his chest. “Don’t test me, little thing.”

You give him a long stare before opening the window next to the door and jumping out. Silas gaze darkens as he watches you walk away. How dare you?

“What are you doing, boss?” one of his men asks with a shaking voice. “Are you just going to let them leave?!”

“They will be back soon”, Silas says through gritted teeth. “They can’t survive without me. And when they return, they’ll go back into the basement until they apologize sincerely.”

“And if they don’t come back, boss?”

“Then they’ll regret it.”

You walk along the road, cursing Silas for living out in the middle of the fucking forest. You’re not even wearing shoes! Why did you walk out like that? Well, at least you’re free. Right? This has to be worth it. You have to show Silas that you mean business … he can't treat you like that.

You reach the nearest city after an hour of walking. You're sure you've destroyed one skinlevel by now. No blood has been drawn yet, but your skin is ripped and dirty. You sink down by the side of the road, next to a coffee shop. Now what? You don't have any money … only your cell phone. Silas IT master has blocked the phone from calling any other number than Silas.

It buzzes. You look down and see a message from him.

"WHY ARE YOU NOT HOME?? YOUR GOING TO GO THROUGH HELL IF YOU DON'T COME BACK, DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"

You shouldn't do it — it's childish — yet you do it. Your fingers tremble as you type the message back, but you can't help but snicker for yourself.

"You're*"

If only you could see his face once he receives the message. Silas, on the other hand, throws his phone at the wall once he gets your little fun text. He calls you, but you don't answer. He calls again … and again … and again. Same automatic voice telling him to try again later.

"This little shit, I swear to God-" he growls before grabbing his car keys. "I'm going to get them, I don't fucking care. They'll be sorry. Who the fuck do they think they are? Seriously? Fucking brat.”

“What are you going to do, boss?” the same man as before asks.

“If Y/N wants to act like a shitty, little brat, then I’ll treat them like one.”

He rips open the door and walks out to his black sports car. You might be his darling, but this car is his baby. Although he doesn’t know where you are, he has an idea. There's not a lot of places you could have gone to. You're not stupid enough to run into the forest, you'll have followed the road. You can't have gotten too far. He'll find you.

He notices that you're not on the road.

"These little legs were faster than I thought", he mumbles. "Just wait til I get my hands on you."

He drives into the small city, looking around. A smirk creeps up on his face once he sees you sitting on the sidewalk. He parks the car right in front of you and jumps out. His anger turns into some weird adrenaline kick once he sees your terrified eyes. He will punish you, don't you worry … but first he wants to play.

"Either you get in the car now or I'll make you", he says with one hand resting inside of his jacket, on his gun. "I'll blow this place up."

You know Silas, and you know what he keeps in his pocket. You know he's not lying. Suddenly, incapable of moving, paralyzed in fear, you shake your head desperately. Silas smiles.

"Boom", he says, forming his mouth to an 'O'.

"No, please", you whisper.

"Yes? If you say so …"

He's about to pull put the gun. You finally manage to move your limbs and shoot up from the sidewalk, stopping his hand.

"Silas, don't", you beg.

"But you wanted to be bratty and not do what I said", he pouts and gives you puppy dog eyes. "It's not more than fair that I get to play too?"

"Silas, people will get hurt if you do that."

"People could have gotten hurt by your stunt too. If I wouldn't have found you …" He moves closer until you can feel his breath against your face. "... I'd killed all of my men."

You shiver and give him a horrified glance.

"Y/N, get in the car now", Silas tells you seriously, no longer in the mood to play games.

And you do.

"Y/N, I want you to know something", Silas says as he starts driving away. "You only 'escaped' today because I let you. The only reason you're still alive is because I went to get you. You should be happy that I love you because what would you have done without me? You have no money, your phone — which you should be grateful I gave you — only works for my number … you aren't even wearing shoes!"

Your head slumps. You shouldn't feel so guilty, you shouldn't start to cry … but you do.

"I could have left you", Silas continues. He won't stop until you've broken down completely. "I could have forgotten about you and moved on, find somebody that actually appreciates what I do for them and is grateful for my love. But I went back for you because I love you."

He has noticed that you've started crying in the seat next to him, but he isn't done.

"People could have died today and it'd be all your fault", Silas says.

"Stop!" you shout and cover your ears with your hands. "I get it! I'm sorry!"

"I'm not sure you do, baby. That's why you'll spend a little while down in the basement once we get home. Just to make sure this won't happen again."

You want to protest, but his gaze makes you shrink to the size of an ant. Yu're already six feet down, no need to do yourself any further.

When you get back to his house, he pulls you with him down to the basement and chains you before saying a word.

"Silas, I'm really sorry", you sob. "I'll never do it again. Please don't leave me here.'

"You've acted like a complete brat, baby. My partner is an adult, not a damn child, do you get that?"

"Yes!"

"Good. I will see you in a while."

"No, Silas, please!" you shout. "Don't leave me here!"

You hear the door to the ground floor, leaving you in pitch black darkness. You sob out into the emptiness and hug your legs, burying your face into your knees.

You don't know how much time passes by. You have no idea how long time you've been down here, all you know is that your growling stomach stopped making sounds a long time ago. It doesn't hurt anymore … although it should. Your body must have gone numb because you can't feel anything. Or you've died. That's at least what you tell yourself. You no longer live and will never feel anything else ever again. This basement works wonders on the brain.

The door from the ground floor creaks. You look up, seeing how Silas come walking down. Your body fills with electricity. He came back!

"Hey, baby", he says and squats down in front of you.

"Silas …", you say quietly, tasting the name, seeing if he can hear you. Seeing if you're alive.

"Yes?"

A wave of relief flows through you. Your hands start reaching out for him, needing to hold onto something to fully convince you that you're still real.

"Careful, baby", Silas says softly and stops your hands. "I have to remove the chains first."

Impatiently, you wait for him to unlock the heavy metal keeping you to the ground. As soon as you feel the weight lifting, you throw yourself at him, locking your arms around his neck and hiding your face into his warm shoulder. He chuckles and wraps his strong arms around you in return.

"Eager to see me?" he smiles right by your ear.

You don't answer. You're happy to see someone. It just happens that this someone is Silas.

"Do you want to come upstairs now?" he asks.

You nod against his shoulder.

"You're not going to be a bratty little shit anymore?" he asks.

You shake your head.

"And you won't pull a childish stunt?" he asks.

You shake your head. Your humor doesn't work on him and you learned that the hard way.

"Very well then, let's go", Silas says and stands up, pulling you up with him.

You wrap your legs around his torso and keep your arms in place. You can hear him purr like a cat. Silas always gets what he wants. He always wins.

#yandere #yandere drabbles #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere fics #yandere stories #yandere x reader #yandere mafia #yandere oneshots #silas oc #first anon <3 #yandere au

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magicalmanhattanproject · 6 months

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okay im insane in the head again time for more 2b2t worldbuilding

so a way long time ago now, baghera and fit had a conversation where baghera said she didn't know who the good guys and bad guys are anymore and fit just sort of agreed with her. using my massive genius brain that knows fit's cubito better than fit himself does, i have deduced that he was lying

the idea of "good guys" and "bad guys" isn't something that 2b2t puts much stock in. it doesn't hold much weight in a world where the whole point is that it's every man for himself and griefers and hackers have free reign.

instead, interpersonal relationships function on a simple matrix. are you with me or are you against me? can i trust you or not? that's how you decide who to break bread with, who to let into your base, who to fight alongside and who to stab in the back

first question you may have: how do you figure out who you can trust? well, that's the million dollar question, isn't it? the way fit explains it, it depends mostly on what you need to trust them for. take fit himself. he's a pretty standup guy, by 2b2t standards. he's a straight shooter, for hte most part. doesn't backstab much (it doesn't count if you have good reason to think they'd backstab you first, by the way). everyone on 2b2t knows he'll take your secrets to your grave if you ask him to. everyone knows he won't take them any farther than that. what can he say? he likes the fofoca

if you want a guy who can tell your story to the world and make sure you aren't forgotten in the writhing sea of chaos, he's your guy. if you want someone who will never breathe a word of it, he's really not.

consistency is king in the world of chaos "sure, i betrayed him, but i'd never betray you" is the sort of line to get you betrayed first. you either split your loyalties between a bunch of warring factions and hope they never go to war (they will) or you put all your eggs in one basket while the farmer is having a mental break and throwing egg baskets out of the truck at random. or you do what fit does and eschew strength in numbers entirely and dangle yourself like a juicy steak in front of every roving band waiting to prey on lone travelers

you do what fit does and get good at cutting your losses and going to ground

these are the facts: you are being watched. you cannot shake your pursuers. there is no strength to be found in numbers. there is no safety to be found alone. there is no such thing as an ally

these are the facts: if you name a mob, it will die. if you don't name a mob, it will die anyway.

these are the facts: your son, your beautiful boy made in heaven by god himself, only got two things from spreen. a (pretty nice, to be fair) basement roller coaster and a name.

these are the facts: you are not strong enough to keep ramón alive on your own. you are not strong enough to let him die.

these are the facts: if you place a block at your feet, an end crystal won't do enough damage to kill you. this fact will save your life. it won't save your arm as the lavacast topples down on you.

these are the facts: cutting yourself free from the rubble will hurt. it is human nature to avoid pain. you hope that if you wait long enough, someone will come along and save you.

these are the facts: no one will.

the way things work on 2b2t, fit will tell anyone who cares to listen, is that you always trust that people will be untrustworthy. everyone is a traitor and a backstabber and everyone knows it. you don't have to bother trying to figure out who's a good guy or a bad guy.

#sorrelposting #qsmp #qsmp fitmc #fitmc #my writing #welp this one got away from me a little bti #idk somethign about fit just make my brain get squeezed like squeaky toy

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gambleminds · 1 month

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Can you do one of your ocs x ftm reader where they have been obsessed over reader for a very long time and they start to notice that reader is avoiding them so they take it upon themselves and kidnap reader forcefully breaking them by starving them and/or depriving them of water until they finally break and say they love them? And then they force themselves on reader to seal their whole delusion of being in a relationship? (You don't have to do this unless ur comfortable 🙏)

Title: You're Not Running Away This Time.

oc x ftm reader

warnings: obsessive behavior, starvation, reader loses it, dark content.

note: the way this request shocked me because I wasn't expecting people to enjoy the yandere content that I make due to the fact im still new to writing yanderes, but again, thank you! im sorry if this fic doesn't turn out the way you wanted it to be.

How many days had it been? You don't know. You don't know how long you've been inside this basement, this cold and damp basement. You knew your friends and family were looking around for you, and you know they're worried about your well-being.

You felt like you could go insane by in seconds, you wanted to leave this fucking cage! But you know you couldn't because you're not stuck with him.

You were hungry. You couldn't even remember the last time you ate ever since he kidnapped you.

And there he was, the man who kidnapped you, Shinya, he was your co-worker in your workplace, he isn't the type to be interested in socializing, he only likes to observe others, especially you.

He was a total creep to you. He kept following you whenever you're working overtime, he follows you everywhere as if he were a lost puppy, but you knew that he followed you around merely because he was obsessed with you.

So you decided that you started avoiding him from day to day, to only end up here in his basement.

"Please, let me go, please.. I'll do anything!!" You screamed at him, wishing for his mercy. You wanted to go home.

"Anything?.. hm, say that you're mine, and I'll let you go." He says, obviously mocking your desperate state."

"I'm all yours, only yours!" You were in a verge of tears as you say that, not like you had a choice either.

"That's a good boy." He praised, smiling at you for being an obedient boy, only for him.

#bottom male reader #ftm reader #male reader #uke male reader #self indulgence at its finest #x male reader #gn reader #oc x reader #this man is fucking insane #no u cant fix him

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tiredly101 · 1 year

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Im sorry...

Pairing: Wally Darling x Abused!Male Reader

Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 and Part 6

Summary: You wake up, finally, startled. Wally was there but the first thing you said when you woke up where shocking.

It had been two months since Josh came to pay you a visit. Two months since Wally has heard M/n's voice, felt his warm hand interlocking fingers with his, seeing him smile or hearing him laugh. It was driving Wally insane, feral even; his friends could tell the change, he has been more aggressive, more ruthless, less happy and more angry. They were scared of him but deep down they knew that it was because M/n hadn't woken up yet but it went deeper than that.

Wally had to enter everyday to his house and see the new carpet mocking him as he remember M/n fighting for his life but he only gained satisfaction when he went to the basement, where he would normally paint, and take out his frustrations on Josh after all he is guilty so Wally should punish him...

That is what Wally convinced himself of but today he decided to the one thing he should have done when he had Josh on his knees begging for mercy in the forest and that was killing him. It wasn't because he thought Josh deserved the sweet thing called death, he only did it because what would M/n think? Would he be scared? Would he be grateful? Would he run away? Would he...leave him? He couldn't have any of that, he couldn't afford to loose M/n and less to such a worthless trash like Josh.

Wally’s pov

I walk down to Poppy’s house, overall the day was going quite well, I got rid of Josh body’s without anyone seeing and Howdy gave an entire basket of apples for free even after I ate about half of his apple stock.

I enter Poppy’s house and go straight towards M/n’s room, I sit down on the chair and look at M/n’s sleeping figure. He looked so calm, so peaceful, so… ethereal and if the situation was different I would have appreciate the sight. I see his hand twitch and all the air is knocked out of my lungs when I see his eyes flutter open; he look’s around and his eyes land on mine making them go wide with… confusion?.

“Thank the rainbows you are awake M/n… I’ve missed you,” I said while taking a hold of his hand making him stare at me and shift his gaze from my hand to my eyes, I could see the soft blush in his cheeks which made me smile.

“Im sorry… but who are you?,” asked M/n making my heart sink, he doesn’t know who I am? Oh, how I wish I had let Josh live for one more day…

The final part is coming let me know if you want to be tagged!

Tag list:

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#Welcome Home #wally darling x male reader #wally darling x reader #Tiredly Jackie writes

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radarchives · 1 year

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IM SAYING LIKE they served so much cunt with the 2021 halloween fits and we went mostly downhill from there, could we perhaps get your thoughts on the rest of the set too, maybe which were your fav and least fav ones? 🥺👉👈 i could write a whole essay on them tbh i swear im normal about them

the halloween fits truly were everything. with the bunny fits one of the only events where looking at the bottom parts only made me break out in sweats half the time.

i'm not necessarily gonna rate them, but i'll give my thoughts.

so let's start

lucifer

solid outfit. the hat i'm okay with since it doesn't look like it's got a life of its own (hat that shall not be named). the zipper shoes however need to go, the white is not giving and certainly a choice for an almost all black outfit. even in white they'd look way better as dress boots with laces.

also love how they somehow managed to give lucifer even more pieces of clothing than usual, unquestionably a skill.

anyway i can't really complain about the outfit bc the card was drawn by the dilf hair lucifer artist. i forgive all mistakes for that.

mammon

it's giving shady vendor it's giving Dr.Facilier with the colour scheme. maybe a bit questionable that he isn't wearing any socks but. it's the horror outfit so maybe that checks out. i personally would've replaced the tie with a bunch of necklaces and have given the man some damn socks. i'd always give mammon at least 60% more jewelry in general that man should be dripping in it.

for me this one is the least exciting one out of the bunch, but i still like it.

leviathan

the jason mask??? the boots?? hands down this is one of the only times i am in love with obey me brand shoes bc these look GOOD (maybe it's just the obey me church stompers trauma talking). love love love the coat and i am also weirdly okay with the brown pants since they match the dried blood on the coat. the gloves are a bit unnecessary though.

satan

i both love and have my beef with this outfit. when i saw the dress i almost flipped my phone because finally!! the devs let a charcter aside from asmo be a bit more feminine looking! then i saw the bottom and went. hmmmm. i think i just don't like that he's wearing both a dress and dress pants (that have buttons on the side. ew) combined? i genuinely think the outfit would've been more cohesive if they either leaned more into the feminine side (dress closed a bit further down, tights, boots with a higher heel) or the more androgynous side (corset with lacing in the center, dress as more of a blouse, high waisted pants, bottom of the dress if kept more like an overskirt?)

asmo

he's perfect, he's beautiful, he looks like linda evangelista, he's a model

no questions asked. perfection. the spider theme/black widow theme is so fucking perfect for him. also the placement of the blood on his hands and sleeves? casually going insane over him they did him so well. definitely my favourite out of them all.

belphie

alright. i am conflicted about this one. because it's camp. no idea what made the devs give belphie a sexy nurse theme but i'm here for it. maybe not necessarily the executiion but still. the skeleton print is my arch nemesis. what in the hot topic fingerless emo gloves is going on here. love the little belt on his thigh but also. safety. hazard babes. he'd be getting poked by needles every step he takes. i don't even wanna look at the little bo peep ass looking shoes.

i would've loved the outfit even more if they'd given him a skirt instead of his little short shorts. maybe not a visually appealing one but definitely an amusing one.? like yeah it's ugly but yeah i also like it because it's silly.

beel

for a beel outfit? god tier. man always has to suffer from boring outfit syndrome, but this one is good as long as you keep your eyes trained on the upper part. the devs shortly released him from the yas girl give us nothing basement. we do not talk about the ginormous clown stompers on his feet though. it looks less camp than belphie's nurse outfit and i'm here for it.

#anwers #hope you meant the halloween event and not the TSL event #regardless #so glad i finally got to talk about satan's cat widow look it's been ghosting through my mind for years

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toadcroaky · 3 months

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im trying to absorb info abt tcoaal from your blog and i think ive picked up on a lot, but would you mind describing what the different routes are? like burial, decay, etc.?

Warning I’m fixing to go on an insane tangent.

ok so like there’s only 2 chapters out rn and the first chapter ends the same but in chapter 2 there’s 2 (3 kinda) choices you can make that drastically alter the ending. (There are 2 main paths but like 5 endings some are just barely different I’ll get into that in a minute)

In the basement when you have your parents tied up ready to sacrifice to the demon (they deserve it trust me) both siblings get a choice to essentially “choose” eachother.

Ashley has to chose to trust Andrew alone with their parents when he asks her to go get all the money off their moms credit card. She knows their parents always liked him more because he’s more outwardly “normal” and is scared they’ll convince him to turn on her as soon as she leaves. If you choose to trust Andrew, that’s one step closer to the Burial ending, what some people consider the “good ending” (it’s subjective, there’s still another chapter to release so we don’t know for sure!)

but if you choose to pitch a fit and say you don’t trust Andrew alone with them Andrew gets PISSED and is like I’ve already killed for you we literally have our parents tied up at gunpoint and you STILL DOUBT ME?? and that triggers the Decay ending which some consider the “bad ending” (again it’s subjective since we don’t Really know what will happen in ch. 3)

But even then, if Ashley chooses to trust Andrew and leaves he is also faced with a choice. Immediately his mother starts questioning him and telling him it’s not too late to turn on Ashley and let them go they would help him get a job, get back on his feet, etc. (keep in mind they’ve already betrayed him once by selling them both out to organ harvesters and then collected on faulty life insurance on the both of them)(like I said they deserve this)

Andrew gets the choice to either accept or decline his mothers olive branch. Now BOTH of the siblings have to choose eachother in order to get the Burial ending, but only one has to fuck up in order to get the Decay end. Basically if Andrew chooses to “accept” his mothers olive branch he straight up tells her he would if he could but Ashley has already drug him too far down to quit and he hates it and he hates her but this is how it has to be. He resigned himself to hating her for the things he feels he “has” to do and is bitter about everything and is ready to burn everything to the ground.

This is the ending where when Ashley has a vision where he chases and violently kills her with his butcher knife. Now this is where the decay route get interesting. There’s a third choice earlier in the game where in Andrew used Ashley’s gun she stole from the warden to shoot a hot man who’s been following them there’s a “Shoot.” And a “SHOOT!!!!!” Option, the later being Andrew emptying the entire clip into the guy so now they have no bullets.

Flash forward, if you get the decay ending then as Ashley is being hunted through her dreamscape by Andrew, if there’s bullets in the gun she can choose to defend herself and kill him. Or. She can put the gun down and let him kill her. Picking this option Andrew still kills her but it’s.. cleaner than if she couldn’t defend herself and she also says the saddest line in the ENTIRE game;

“Bye-bye Andrew, I had fun!”

And he turns to cradle her cheek before saying “I’ll see you in a little bit.” before slotting her throat.

I didnt play the Decay ending but that fucking broke me watching a play through.

I much prefer the Burial ending, which is where both siblings choose each other and say fuck social norms, what has society ever done for us we only have each other. Andrew is much friendly and open in this route and is unbothered by the act of butchering and eating their parents corpses. Even Ashley is shocked that he has next to no reaction to this and says he’s acting different. This is because in this ending Andrew chooses to unmask and is no longer concerned with what’s “normal”. (Even though he’s still concerned with avoiding any and all consequences to their actions, this is a core characteristic of his)

After they eat their parents Andrew suggests she try for another prophetic dream and this time he wants to try it too so they lay on their parents bed holding hands with the demonic trinket clasped between them.

In this route Ashley can have 2 different dreams and depending on how you do a certain puzzle in her dreamscape, unlocks the INCEST ROUTE (AKA the best route and I’m not even saying this for horny reasons it’s just true) doing this means they both share of vision of them post-coitus etc etc. I’m sure you’ve seen it.

They both wake up and Andrew is BEET RED and begs Ashley to tell him they would never do that. Note that for once HES giving her all the veto power implying that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself if she offered. You can say “Never” or “Never say Never” the former giving you the no-incest or Sane route and the latter obviously doubling down on the incest lol.

And yes you can still do the burial route and not do incest, this is called the “Sane” route and basically Ashley just has some weird puzzle dreams and Andrew sees nothing. The only difference is Andrew isn’t as friendly and playful with her as the incest route and ch. 2 ends.

So basically as of chapter 2 there’s 5 different “endings”

Burial

> Incest or Sane

Decay

Gun with no bullets > Andrew kills Ashley violently

Gun has bullets > Ashley kills Andrew in self defense OR allows him to kill her and he does so quickly.

I should also add that in Decay no matter what happens with the gun Andrew is always implied to kill himself right after he kills Ashley. He refuses to be separated from her and expects to see her in whatever version of the afterlife he believes in.

Anyway I’m sorry if this is incoherent but I just LOVE talking about this game I could do it all day if there’s anything you’re still curious about let me know!!! There’s also YouTube play throughs but I definitely recommend buying the game it’s so worth it.

#asks #tcoaal #the coffin of andy and leyley #texty text #I’m writing this all on my lunch break LMFAO

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the-epitome-of-sunsets · 25 days

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you called?

testing, testing. jakob's my idiot of a brother, and i love sunsets.

DNI IF: pro-israel, zionist, homophobic, islamophobic, antisemetic, proshipper, religiophobic, xenophobic, transphobic, ableists, anti-blm, porn bot, pro-facist, MAPs, NSFW, racist, sexist, creep, or if you want me to judo flip you :)

fandoms: tales of arcadia, riordanverse, harry potter, marauders, avatar the last airbender, ghosts (bbc), ghosts (us), merlin bbc, boarders, four o'clock club, get even (bbc), creeped out, owl house, grishaverse, and kotlc

music: taylor swift, ariana grande, stray kids, one direction, conan gray, olivia rodrigo, rosendale, lewis capaldi, ava max, billie eilish, miley cyrus, bob marley, tate mcrae, MKTO, alan walker, alexander stewart, nico collins and ed sheeran

hobbies: judo, netball, football, fencing, ballet, fitness, underthinking shit, tumblr, pinterest, embroidery, painting, listening to music, guitar, reading, being a material girl, swearing and cussing, and judo flipping my brother

personal tags:

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#lightning shatters- about siya

#im going to kill this jock- about my bf kyle

#my beloved moots

I support Palestine. If you don't, you better run, because I will track you down and shoot you with the gun I hide in the basement. If you don't, you're a zionazi- end of story.

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DEBT, CHAPTER FIVE

➣ warnings: yakuza boss!toji fushiguro x black coded reader, mentions of sex, mentions of sex work, profanity, gang violence, yakuza au, baby!megumi, drug mentioned,

➣ chapter summary: operation flirt with naoya zenin is now underway, but at what cause?

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YOU SAT IN ON ONE OF THE STOOLS WATCHING TOJI FEED MEGUMI. You weren’t particularly sure what he was feeding the baby, but you could tell Megumi was enjoying it. Nanami leaned against the counter sipping on the freshly brewed coffee that you made, his eyes glued to his phone. The morning in the Fushiguro household was calming, especially with the absence of Geto and Gojo. But you could tell Toji was beyond stressed with the next tasks that were given to you. It was the way his fingers combed through his jet-black hair. Or the fact that his neatly ironed button-down shirt was disheveled and it was only 9 in the morning.

“Maybe, it’s not a good idea.” Toji blurted out as he shoved the baby spoon into the bowl of baby food.

“It’s not like we won’t have ears and eyes on her,” Nanami reminded. “This is just an annual pool party, he always throws. Everybody is going to be there, including you and I.” He reminded Toji.

You weren’t sure why you had to seduce Toji’s cousin. You didn’t even know the guy. But you trusted Toji and Nanami enough to protect you if shit hit the fan. “I mean, it can’t be that hard. It’s just your cousin. Once he sees me in a bikini, he’ll forget whatever he’s doing.” You admitted with a careless shrug.

“When you say something like that, you’re putting Naoya on the same level as the guy you gave a lap dance for that black book we needed,” Toji explained. “He isn’t on the same level as that amateur.”

Your eyebrows raised as you finally learned the name of Toji’s cousin. “I don’t like you two leaving me in the dark with this guy. I need to know more information other than he’s your cousin.” You sighed. “Like why do I need to seduce him? What’s his interest? Stuff like that. You told me the amateur guy couldn’t hold his liquor—is there something like that for this Naoya?”

“Naoya may think with his dick fifty percent of the time, but the other fifty percent..he’s quite smart. I’m not even sure the bastard has a weakness.” Toji said as he turned around to go back to feeding Megumi.

You turned to look at Nanami for confirmation of Toji’s words and the blonde only nodded in agreement. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “You two are so funny.”

“I didn’t particularly say a joke. I’m being serious, Y/N. He’s insane.” Toji said.

“You just told me he thinks with his dick fifty percent of the time,” You said. You slid off the stool and walked towards the exit of the kitchen. “I just have to make sure he thinks with that today, but I still need to know how long should I seduce him? Should I get him talking about certain things?”

“Just buy us some time to check his place,” Nanami said. “We think he may have your father.”

You turned to look at the two men. Your breath hitched in your throat and your body grew hot, “Really? Did he say that at the meeting?”

“When I mentioned your father being in debt with me, his facial expressions changed. Like he knew something.” Toji says. “I know Naoya has a torture chamber in the basement of his house.”

“So we could be getting my father back?” You asked.

Then you watched Toji and Nanami share a look before Nanami sipped his coffee. Toji had placed the bowl he was using for the baby food in the sink before he went back to Megumi to use the bib to wipe Megumi’s mouth. “If we go into Naoya’s chambers and your father is down there, we won’t be getting him out.” Toji firmly said.

“What?! Isn’t that the whole point of this task?” You asked.

“Y/N, it’ll be too risky to sneak your possibly very injured father through Naoya’s place without getting spotted,” Toji says. “We’ll have to wait the perfect time to do that.”

“Plus, if the reason Naoya has him is that your father is in debt with the Zenin branch..,” Nanami's voice trails off.

You felt your chest tighten for a second. You weren't sure if the pit in your stomach was from anger or sadness. Your father’s life could be in danger, but he could only blame himself. Who the hell racks up debt from two different yakuza branches? You still wanted to know where this money was going because it wasn’t being transferred to you.

“Do your cousin automatically kills the people that are in debt with him?” You asked.

“He isn’t as nice as me doll,” Toji admitted. “He’ll hunt down your father’s bloodline himself if your father can’t pay up,” Toji sighed. “Most likely torturing the guy to see if he’ll give up any bank account numbers.”

A deadly shiver traveled down your spine as you would look at Toji. “Well, I guess I’ll have to do my best flirting then.” You forced a smile on your face before you’re twirling around to go get ready for the soon-to-be eventful day.

But before you walked away, you turned around once again. “What’s his favorite color?”

“What?” Toji questioned while taking Megumi out of the high chair.

“Naoya; he has a favorite color, right? What’s his favorite color?”

“I don’t know,” Toji answered. “Uh—red.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Noted. I’m going to go get ready,” You said, smiling at the two men.

“The party isn’t until noon,” Toji called out.

“And a girl needs time to get ready.” You said back before going upstairs.

When you made it back to your room, you walked into your walk-in closet. You let your fingers glide across the clothes you bought with you and brought. Some of them were from shopping sprees with Toji, but a vast majority of them were from your apartment. You searched through the drawer where your bathing suits were, praying to the highest of god that you had a red bathing suit. Which to your luck, you did. You held it up to the light with a smile. Thank god this wasn’t some family-friendly pool party, the bathing suit you picked definitely would be showing a bit much. You soon begin to look for a cover-up and find a sheer red-colored cover-up. Even if you put on the cover-up, lookers still could get a peek of the body that was on you. When you brought all the things you needed out of the closet, you neatly placed them on the bed.

For some reason, this task you were beyond nervous about. The bone-chilling thought of flirting with the guy that’s been torturing your father made you feel sick to your stomach. You had no choice but to push those thoughts out of your head. If your father wasn’t already dead and they would be able to get him, the first question you wanted to ask him was why?

You didn’t understand why he was borrowing money from such dangerous people. Especially considering when you were younger, the way he would emphasize staying away from dangerous people that associated themselves with the yakuza. You couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself looking at the situation now. Here you were living in the boss's mansion trying to pay off a debt. It’s crazy how your life changed so suddenly.

After you shower and let the steam over cloud the doubtful thoughts in your mind. You moisturize your body down, already assuming that Naoya was most likely a handsy man. You need him to feel the softness of your body so you can sink your teeth in them. You wanted him to be in the same love spell as the men in the club. But you still felt nervous. The thought that he wasn’t like the men in the club that could get fooled by your looks caused your stomach to turn in tangles. You had to keep remembering that if you said the wrong thing or did the wrong, he could hurt you. Which you didn’t want to happen since that could blow your cover considering that Toji most likely would come to the rescue.

“It’s going to go perfectly fine,” You mumbled to yourself before you continued to get ready.

When you finally got dressed, you looked at your phone and noticed you took longer than usual. You did one glance in the mirror and smiled at yourself.

“Damn, I look good.” You mumbled before you were tugged on the red cover-up.

The knock on your room door interrupted your time of admiring your strikingly beautiful looks. “Come in.” You said out loud as you grabbed one of your lip glosses to put on.

You let the lip gloss spread across your lips before puckering them together to spear them all over. Toji came into your room holding a bag, and your eyebrows raised in curiosity. “I see a gift, is that a gift? For me?” You jokingly questioned.

Toji chuckled as he pulled a red velvet box out of the bag. He placed the bag on your vanity and gave you the box. Your eyes twinkled with so much interest as you’re opening the box and seeing the diamond necklace. Your mouth gasped apart as you looked at the luxury diamond necklace that winked right back at you. “Toji, I can’t accept this. I keep telling you, it feels like my debt just keeps adding up,” You say.

“Consider it an appreciation gift. You’ve been helping me out a lot regarding Megumi and such,” Toji found himself rubbing at the back of his neck nervously.

“Well, thank you.” You said. “I kinda want to wear it today, so do you mind?” You motion to the box as you undid your bikini straps that were tied around your neck to secure your boobs. You held up the bikini covering your upper bottom so that Toji wouldn’t see you practically naked. Although, he technically saw you wearing practically nothing at your job.

You watched in the vanity mirror as a Toji put the necklace on you. The oval-shaped diamond twinkling under the light in your room and practically smiling at you.

“There,” Toji said as he looked at you in the mirror.

The two of your eyes met with each other’s as your fingers toyed with the diamond. Toji cleared his throat to break the obvious tension, standing up straight before glancing at his silver Rolex watch. “Your driver is here. So whenever you’re ready, just go ahead and leave.”

“We’re not leaving together?” You asked.

“Well no. It’ll be too obvious we know each other if we do that.” Toji explained. “You go first, make a good first impression. Nanami and I will be there. No need to worry if shit hits the fan,” Toji said as he gave you a reassuring smile.

“Okay.” You said.

“I’ll text your phone when you should leave if we find what we want.”

“And if you don’t?” You questioned.

“We’ll figure something out. If Naoya doesn’t have him there, he probably moved him.” Toji said. “Just try not to think about it while talking to him.”

You would only nod at Toji. “Okay, I fully understand.”

You hated to admit that if Toji and Nanami went to Naoya’s chambers and didn’t find your father, he was most likely already dead. The way the two gentlemen described Naoya, it seemed like when it came to his gang he took it seriously. If your father owed him money, he most likely had your father swimming with the sharks by now and was in the process of finding you. Or maybe you were overthinking the situation. But right now, you couldn’t believe you had to seduce him of all people.

Naoya Zenin.

WHEN YOU ENTERED THE MANSION, your eyes seemed to bulge out your head as you were taking in your surroundings. Your eyes glanced up at the shiny chandelier that twinkled above you as you were standing in the foyer. Bodies brushed against you as you stood stuck in one place. You were about to do this.

You swallowed the lump in your throat and inhaled sharply before stepping forward into the mansion. You noticed how the place was decorated. You could tell that everything was expensive. It smelled like pure luxury in the mansion. That if you touched anything in the mansion, a butler would come and quickly dust off the spot you previously touched. You stepped into the living room letting your fingertips trace alongside the large couch. You soon found yourself standing near the large fireplace and above that fireplace was a painting of Naoya Zenin.

It kinda reminded you of that infamous painting of Notorious B.I.G.

You chuckled to yourself as you looked at him. His piercing brown eyes staring right back at you. He had to be one self-absurd person to have a painting of himself pasted somewhere in his house. As you were staring at the painting, you could hear someone clear their throat. You turned around slowly to be met with a gentleman with a suit on. Maybe he was one of Naoya’s men. “Sorry, just giving myself a tour.” You uttered.

“The pool party is—near the pool. Not in Mr. Zenin’s living room.” The man’s words were cold like ice.

Your lips parted to speak, but a voice interrupted you. “No need to be a hard-ass Choi. She just was curious about the fine piece of art on the wall.” The voice said.

Your heartbeat quickened instantly when you saw the one man that you were here to place in the palm of your hand similar to the last guy you seduced. Naoya Zenin.

You took in his appearance, hating to admit that he wasn’t a bad-looking guy. The painting didn’t have not one flaw, so why would you even assume he would? His body was sculpted to perfection, obviously making it noticeable that he worked out. His muscular pecs were engraved with a large tattoo that continued on both of his arms creating two full sleeves of ink. His earlobes had multiple piercings that were trapped with the most expensive gold (that went well with the gold chain that hung around his neck). His black Versace swim trunks hugged his lower half so well that your eyes were too afraid to even take a peek down there.

Naoya Zenin looked like a god in front of you.

“Yeah, it definitely has all your fine features.” You finally responded after you noticed you were staring. “I like it.” You complimented as you took some steps out of the living room.

You were gaining a suspicious look from Choi before he’s only sighing and walking away from both you and Naoya. “Is he always uptight like that at a party?” You asked as your head motioned to the direction Choi went. You now were walking side by side with Naoya.

“I tell him countless times that I can find a woman or women to suck his dick so he wouldn’t act like he has a stick up his ass so much,” Naoya explained. “But, he just doesn’t accept my help.”

You snickered at his joke. “Hmm, maybe we should find someone to suck his dick today.” You said.

“We? I don’t know you.” Naoya said as he watched your smile disappear off your face.

You almost had him.

You would fan yourself slightly, pretending you were hot as the sunny sky shined down in the backyard. You tore off the cover-up you were wearing, noticing that Naoya was watching you with every movement you made. “I’m Y/N. A friend told me about this party. So being the pretty woman I am, I had to come through, plus I kinda wanted to show off this bikini..”

“Hmm, interesting. I’m Naoya, but you knew that already. Welcome to my annual pool party.” Naoya would wrap his arm around your shoulder as he expanded his hand out around your surroundings.

Everyone was either drinking, playing little backyard games on the grass, in the pool, or doing drugs. This wasn’t particularly your type of party and frankly, if you wanted to see an environment like this, you would have picked up a shift for work tonight.

Naoya led you to the side of the reclining chairs that were near the pool. You took a seat in one and he took the seat on the chair next to you. In just a snap of his finger, a catering employee was placing champagne and glasses on the small table next to Naoya’s reclining pool chair. They also were sure to give both you and Naoya a glass of champagne. “So, Naoya, back to our conversation of finding your friend a little fling for tonight.” You glanced around the backyard before pointing to a random brunette. “What about her?“

“Her blowjobs are fuckin’ horrible. She used more teeth than tongue.” Naoya bluntly admitted.

You nearly choked on the champagne you were sipping on. “Okay, what about the blonde in the pool?“

“She talks too much.” Naoya had ditched the glass that was given to him and was drinking straight from the bottle.

“The redhead near the bar?” You asked before looking at him.

“She slept with everyone and did a line of coke off my dick.”

“Okay, are there any other women you haven’t slept with at this party?” You asked as you looked at him.

“I’m not that much of a manwhore.” Naoya argued.

“Are you sure about that? Seems like your dick been in and out of a lot of people.” You shrugged as you placed your glass down after finishing it. You were now digging through your clutch to search for your sunscreen.

Naoya kissed his teeth before placing his expensive Ray-Bans on his eyes. “Of course. I have to be a man of standards with the things I’m running and the things I want to run.”

Your eyes raised at him. You were getting somewhere when it came to getting intel on him. It wasn’t the tasks you were supposed to be doing, but it would be pretty great to not go back to Toji empty-handed. Perhaps, you could get him to talk about his next move.

You acted as if you were surprised, “Oh my god! You’re thee Naoya Zenin.”

Naoya lifted his shades off his face and blinked a couple of times in confusion. “So when I introduced myself and said but you knew that already, you didn’t have a clue who I was?” He questioned.

You shook her head. “I just thought you were being nice to me.” You gave him a cheeky grin that he couldn’t help but return.

“You’re already driving me crazy Y/N,” Naoya answered while leaning fully back on the reclining chair and pulling his Ray-Bans back on his eyes.

“I hope in a good way,” You rebuttal back.

“Any way you want me to be,” Naoya said back.

It was like an intense game of ping pong. When you had a witty comment to leave him lost with words, he hit it right back at you with an even more witty comment. As you watch his demeanor once again while he was letting the sun beam down at him, you threw the sunscreen bottle in his lap. “You do me, I do you.” You motioned to the bottle.

He peaked at you through sunglasses before his lips curled into a smirk. “Only if you do me first,” He answered.

“What? It’s my sunscreen, I should go first. Wait, why do I feel like you just intentionally told a dirty joke.” You said.

You stood up off the chair to go towards Naoya and out of the corner of your eye you could see Toji on the other side of the large backyard in one section. That’s why you felt the intense feeling of your skin burning, he was staring a hole in your body.

“It was,” Naoya admitted.

You swallowed harshly before motioning Naoya to turn over after reclining the seat back some more. He did what he was told, folding his arms and soon laying on them. When you sat at the edge of the chair. Your body brushing against Naoya’s and now Toji’s eyes weren’t the only pair of eyes on you. You knew Naoya was taking peeks of you as you were putting sunscreen on his back. “That guy keeps staring at me,” You uttered, referring to Toji.

“Which one?” Naoya asked.

“The one on the other side talking to the older gentleman with the girl on his lap. Just don’t make it obvious, I’m talking about him.” You said.

But Naoya did the exact opposite of what you said. Lifting his whole body to look and make it known that you were talking about Toji. You watched as Naoya gave Toji a wave and in return, Toji just raised his glass of whatever alcohol he was pretending to enjoy before going back to what he was doing.

“Ah, that’s just my cousin. You don’t have to worry about that old man making moves on you. He’s still a grieving widower.” Naoya answered.

You can hear Naoya let out a relaxed sigh once he felt your hands back to massaging the sunscreen on his back. “His wife died?” You asked a question that you already knew the answer to.

“Giving birth to his son. I haven’t seen Megumi since his first day home, he must be about six months old. Meaning the death of his wife is quite recent. I keep telling him if he just goes out and gets under another woman, he’ll get over it. He almost punched me for suggesting it.” Naoya answered. “I mean, I did suggest it at the funeral, but I was being genuine.”

You weren’t sure why when Naoya answered that question you were so shocked. Toji’s been front and center at your job since four months back. It made you think about if he had time to fully grieve the love of his life.

When you were done, you watched Naoya turn over and you snickered. “You can do the front yourself, pretty boy.”

You recline your chair back and lie down. Then you suddenly remembered you had to untie your bikini top. You attempted to do it with quickness but noticed that your necklace was oddly tangled within the strings. “Just take off the necklace for a moment.”

“Good idea,” You said before you turned around to let Naoya do it for you. Now you were in the hot seat and it wasn’t because of the sun shining down on you.

You would relax under Naoya’s touch feeling his hands on your back. His fingertips barely brushed your lower back when your bikini bottom started at. Was he teasing you?

“You know, Japan is pretty huge. But this part, I control it. I have never seen you around here before.” Naoya interjected your thoughts and silence. “I mean obviously, you’re a foreigner. But I still would probably know you.”

“You’ve slept with the majority of the women here. You probably just got me mixed up with another woman. If you knew me, you would remember me.” You answered truthfully.

“Are you a student in university? Teacher? You’re a huge mystery and I can’t read you.” Naoya said. “And I can read every fuckin’ body.”

“I guess, you’ll never know.” You responded.

When Naoya was done, the party continued. You didn’t want to make it so obvious that you were clinging to Naoya during the party to make sure he doesn’t leave your eyesight. Especially given that Toji disappeared once again. You were assuming that he and Nanami were now doing their sides of the tasks. There you were sitting at the bar drinking fruity daiquiri drinks watching as Naoya was now sitting with a group of men. The conversation looked serious, but soon you noticed the group of men all looking in your direction forcing you to look away.

You turned around at the bar as you twirled the straw in your alcoholic beverage before feeling a large presence hovering over you. When you glanced behind you, you saw Choi hovering over you. You brought the straw up to your lips seductively before speaking, “Can I help you?”

“Mr. Zenin would like you to join him over there,” Choi’s head motioned to where Naoya was with the other group of men.

“Who is that with him?” You asked as you stood up to follow Choi.

Despite the walk to Naoya being a couple of steps away, it felt like it was the longest walk ever. “It’s his family,” Choi answered quickly as he stopped in front of the group of men.

The thing is, you’ve been in front of a group of men countless times. You’ve danced around a shiny pole with the melody of a song and money on your mind. The hunger-filled gaze of men with money to waste on pretty women like you was a gaze that once sent a chill down your spine. But as time went on, you no longer ran away from the gaze. You used it to your advantage.

Now that you stand with your head held high in front of members of the Zenin family, that feeling of running away from the male gaze crept upon you with a quickness. You found yourself fiddling with your fingers and you also felt extremely hot. Their gazes were extremely intimidating as if one wrong move would get you killed.

“Come here, Y/N.” Naoya's head motioned towards him.

Your heart felt like it was jumping around in your chest. You walked towards Naoya to be near him and he motioned to sit down. However, your eyebrows furrowed together considering that there weren’t any seats for you to sit down. Until you realized what he meant on his lap. You could sit on the arm of his chair, but then that would most likely embarrass him in front of his elders. So with a smile, you sat down on Naoya’s lap.

Even though the group sat under the shade, you still felt hot. Which causes you to be even more nervous as you avoid the men in front of you. Your head hangs low similar to how you used to be when you first started stripping, but soon you could feel Naoya’s hand on your lower back. It felt like a cool compress finally being pressed against your skin after being in the heat all day.

“Since you fellas just keep staring at the lovely woman, I will be the one to ask,” Naoya interjected cutting the silence within the group.

“Ask me what?” You questioned. Your eyes look over at Naoya.

“I need a favor.”

Zenin men and their damn favors, you thought to yourself.

“A favor?” Your eyebrows raised as you looked at him.

“Mhmm,” Naoya rubbed his lips together as he looked at you.

Your eyes looked at the men. Some older than Naoya, your mind was wondering which one could have been Toji’s father or even Naoya’s. Before you went back to looking at Naoya. “That favor is?”

“Be my date to a charity event,” Naoya finally said.

Your mouth gasped apart in complete shock. With the daring eyes lurking on your body as if you were a sheep among a field full of wolves, your answer really could change the whole demeanor of the men that were around you.

“You don’t even know me,” You said to him. However, you notice the way one of the older men's heads tilted to the side at your response.

Did you offend him

“I know you’re pretty and rich folks, specifically the men seethe with jealousy when they see that they don’t have the most beautiful woman in the room,” Naoya admitted as he looked at you.

You could feel the pad of his thumb rubbing small circles on your back. Once again you were put into the position of having to use your looks for something. As you glanced around the men and soon you could hear your phone ringing in the clutch you brought with you. You had a good feeling that it was Toji. He had to be able to see somehow the situation you were in as you were surrounded by his family. He had to get you out of this. But you were too afraid to even look through your clutch to grab your phone.

So, there you were smiling at Naoya before speaking, “I would love to be your plus one. But—“

“But?” Naoya asked. “There’s a but?”

“Yes. I want the finest jewelry and the finest gown. I want everyone at this event to wonder who is that woman with the Zenin’s.” You smiled at him before you pushed yourself off his lap. You respectfully bowed in front of his other family members. “It was nice chatting with you gentlemen, but I must go now.”

You didn’t even bother to let them say another word before you made your escape. Finally being able to take a deep breath as you nervously fiddled to find your phone. As you expected, it was Toji sending you a message that it was okay to leave now. You didn’t even know how you were going to explain this Toji.

How could you tell a man that you just accepted an invitation to a charity ball? Toji had to also be going if Naoya was going. That would make the most sense. However, Toji would have told you about a task for it. Maybe he didn’t get invited. As you made your way back into the house, you had so many questions to ask Toji. You never really noticed that he hasn't opened up to you the way you wanted to. You knew nothing about him.

You just knew that you were in debt with him due to your father, he had a son, and he also was one of your most loyal customers. Why isn’t he running the Zenin branch? He is a Zenin, after all. Why does it feel like he’s been iced out of his own bloodline?

Even though you knew the party wasn’t over with, once you saw Toji’s text you knew that it was your signal to go. With more questions than answers, you were tempted to make your escape. But Naoya was not letting you get away that easily. He followed you right outside just in time to close your car door as you were opening it. When you turned around, you couldn’t help but gasp at how close the two of you were. You had to do a little more flirting to make your exit.

“Yes?” You questioned. “I could have been dramatic and left like Cinderella. But instead of a glass slipper, it’ll be my bikini top.” You said.

“The party gets much better at night, you should stay.” Naoya's head motioned back to his mansion.

“Thanks for the offer, but no thank you.” You looked at him through your eyelashes. You were batting your eyelash innocently and that move caused Naoya to bite his lower lip.

You knew he most likely was having the lewdest thoughts about you. Probably thinking about bending you over his balcony that was connected to his room. Similar to the men in the strip club.

“You’re going to be mine, you know that?” Naoya questioned as he finally took a step back to give you space.

You no longer were trapped by the expensive scent of him. You let out a smirk as you leaned against your private driver's car door, your eyes filled with so much lust as you stared at Naoya. You’re stepping forward being sure to press your body against his, your lips inches away from his ear before whispering.

“You’re gonna have to work harder than that, Mr. Zenin,” You leaned back giving him a wink and a smile you have flashed at countless men before climbing into the backseat of your car.

When you closed the door, knots twisted in your stomach as you wanted the driver to instantly step on the gas. However, the knock on the tinted windows stopped your words. When you press the button to roll the windows down, your eyes meet with Naoya’s.

His lips curled into the cockiest smirk you’ve seen today before he’s leaning down at the height of the window.

“Well then sweetheart, two can play this game.” He said before returning the wink you gave to him minutes ago.

He tapped at the hood of the car you were in, signaling for the car to keep moving, not bothering to even let you have the last word.

You sat in the backseat of the car. Your heart thumped so hard against your chest that it felt like it was about to combust. You let out a sigh praying that the time you spent with Naoya mattered. That the time being under Naoya Zenin’s microscope gave Toji and Nanami some time to search Naoya’s home for your father. So why did it feel like Naoya already figured you out?

As if the necklace Toji gave to you was some form of a stress ball, your hand went up to grip the diamond that hung off the silver chain. However, your hand was only met with your smooth skin. You picked up the clutch you brought and frantically searched it and it wasn’t in there. Once again, those nasty knots formed in your stomach as you remembered Naoya removed the necklace because it kept getting stuck on your bikini strings that were tied around your neck. You were so caught up with seducing him and distracting him that you didn’t even notice he didn’t place it in the palm of your hand after removing it.

You were forced to feel guilty as the one genuine gift that Toji gave you was now in the hands of his insane cousin.

Toji was right, Naoya wasn’t like the men in the strip club you gave lap dances to. He wasn’t like the guy you stole the black book from.

He was deadly.

Always one step ahead.

#toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro fanfic #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #toji x reader #female reader #black reader #x black y/n #toji x black reader #toji fushiguro x black reader #anime fanfic #anime x reader

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jjkyaoi · 2 years

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actually im making a headcanons posts abt my ideas for a potential nancy and eddie best friends relationship because yes i’m fucking annoying 😊😊😊 but they’re both individually my favorites out of the older kids so i think they should kick their feet together

• they bond over steve. to no one’s surprise, because nancy’s cool and amazing and scarily observant so she’s aware that eddie has a thing for him, even when they’re in the upside down. she knows the pathetic little goo goo eyes from a mile away, and because it’s steve harrington and she was with him she feels comfortable sliding up to him while they’re walking along the endless maze of dark bullshit that is the upside down and being like, “i know you’re into my ex boyfriend. 😊” and eddie bites his tongue so hard he starts coughing

• mind you, nancy’s completely aware that she’s into robin, because she’s cool like that, so she just kind of raises her eyebrow to him and pointedly makes a gesture to robin, who’s trying to make steve skip between the vines with her, and is like. “it’s fine. irdgaf 🤷‍♀️ “ and eddie feels the air leave his lungs in such a strong burst that he almost falls over with it

• they become close immediately after it. eddie latches onto the anomaly that’s nancy wheeler because he thinks it’s fucking insane that she dresses like a grandma and is a part of the school paper yet keeps guns in her bedroom and is apparently, for some fucking reason, a legitimate monster hunter. nancy’s never really had somebody be so interested in her completely without, dragging somebody else into it, so she’s kind of like ok be serious for a second ‘cause she thinks he’s fucking with her. but he’s not, and then she latches onto him with the same ferocity

• when eddie makes it out post volume two, nancy keeps him in their basement like they did with el. dustin whines and complains about it but she grips him by the shoulders and gives him the famous nancy wheeler 😊 threat so he (begrudgingly) let’s eddie go. nancy makes a whole fucking pillow fort for him down there, and constantly sneaks down some parts of her dinner, and comes downstairs sometimes just to sit and talk with him and eddie has also, never had somebody who’s wholeheartedly interested in his company so he just kind of sits there. and is goofy about it

eddie: nancy, i don’t need all of this pillows—little bit fucking concerned about how many damn pillows you have in the first place??? and jealous. extremely envious and bitter

nancy: shut up.

eddie: ok!

nancy: you’re right, though, i don’t need all these, because i’m sleeping in my room while you’re down here on the cold floor without anyones company, so you’re going to shut up and take these and you aren’t going to make a quip and/or comment about it for the rest of the night.

eddie: you are the coolest person i’ve ever met

• it weirds mike out, how much they get along, because his stuck up sister shouldn’t be painting eddie-stick-it-to-the-man’s nails whenever he walks downstairs, and he shouldn’t be catching nancy wearing one of his bands shirts and she shouldn’t say, “oh, hm? eddie let me borrow it” when he asks because that’s—not something frilly skirts nancy wheeler does. but she does now, apparently, and it weirds the fuck out of him.

• eddie loves to imprint on the people he cares for, physically, so he’s like consistently hanging off of her. he tugs on her hair whenever he wants her attention he taps her on the shoulder along with the beat when a song he likes get a drum solo, ruffles her hair frequently and it makes her brain white out with older-sibling-has never been shown-affection syndrome, and it’s just really.

robin: okay, nance, i have to—i’m sorry, i don’t mean to harsh your vibe or whatever but what is eddie doing. genuinely. what is he doing.

eddie, sprawled across nancy’s legs and repeatedly poking her in the face and pinching her cheek for no reason:

nancy: he does this.

• nancy’s like, 80 percent of his impulse control but if he were to start a bar fight he would chicken out of it when it got physical and nancy would finish it for him.

• they’re the 😊 and 😒 dynamic but like, platonically

• everyone in their group is so convinced they’re dating becaus e of their general. everything, and dustin tries to breach this topic while he’s over at the wheeler’s once and eddie snorts milk through his nose

dustin: i mean, i’m just saying, it’s cool that you’re together and i’m happy for you, but it’s—the whole thing with jonathan and steve dude it’s fucked and i-

eddie, trying to tell him he’s queer without telling him he’s queer: dustin, the boyest guy ever, there is no chance i would ever get with nancy wheeler . ever

dustin; …okay, i’m a little bit fucking offended on nancy’s behalf, now-

eddie; dustin henderson

• nancy doesn’t like to get intoxicated because she likes having a clear mind and considering. what happened the one time she didn’t, it isn’t something she feels comfortable doing most of the time However eddie pesters her to get high with him for approximately 3 whole days straight like a fucking insane person until she’s like OKAY. jesus. calm down. weirdo

mike, coming downstairs to see them blasted out of their minds: eddie 😕 can you stop corrupting my sister please i’m tired of people saying she’s cool now

nancy, before losing her fucking mind in laughter; i’ve always been fucking coolBitch

• nancy tries her damn hardest to infect some of her style into eddie’s life because she frequently takes his shirts, but he grabs her by the face looks at her calmly and says nancy wheeler i would fucking die for you but i also will shoot you with your own guns if you ever make me put on those 67 year old woman skirts

• eddie’s a very clumsy person. he doesn’t mean to, most of the time, but he’s always kind of bringing disaster wherever he goes and nancy’s always kind of picking up for him. like they’re walking along the street and eddie’s not looking where he’s going and there’s a crack in the floor and nancy grabs him by the hand and yanks him away. she has a sixth sense for his bullshit now it’s like her spidey tingle he says

nancy; you’re about to spill that drink everywhere

eddie: could you stop examining my behavior

nancy: could you stop breaking thinsg in My house that i let you in

• eddie’s totally the type of friend that just decides to randomly start moving when an adrenaline rush hits him for no reason. like they’ll be listening to music in nancy’s basement and he’ll suddenly be grabbing her and begging her to dance with him even though the Most he can do is that dumb little sway and she is so. incredibly fond that she just shakes her head and says OKAY.

eddie; do you think steve’s gay? like… did you ever see anything …..a little bit… you know…

nancy, in the middle of painting his nails; if you’re asking me if i think he’s into you then i can’t say, because he hasn’t looked at me in the eyes since the “i want to have kids with you” debacle, however i can say that yes he does like men. in general.

eddie: holy shit. are you like 100% sure?

nancy: i mean, at least i think so. again. he hasn’t looked at me, eds, but you spend enough time with a person like steve and you notice things and trust me i have

eddie: you are my best friend & the light of my life

nancy: i know. mess up this nail job again by moving and i’ll hurt you.

• nancy’s a little bit of a worrywart. not as much as steve is, it’s just in the way where she’s lost a lot of people when she’s let them become her friends so she’s always kind of hovering. always kind of watches what she says so she doesn’t hurt someone like she did barb the last time she saw her, and it takes her awhile to sort of break out of that mindset but. she does. eventually

eddie: would you ever move in with me?

nancy: no. absolutely not.

eddie: oh, c’mon wheeler, i thought i’d finally broken your icy little shell of a heart-

nancy: not giving that a response. i’m not living with you because you had unnamed stains on your bed for months, and you keep me up with questions like “are worms real” at 3AM when i choose to stay down in this basement with you, so no i’m not.

eddie: fair enough

• sunshine and sunshine protector perhaps?

• they totally would be the type to talk shit. like nancy stomps down to her basement after somebody pisses her off at school and eddie sits up because he knows it’s going to be a good one, and eddie tells her all the drama because when you’re the renowned freak people don’t really care about letting you hear things, and they’re 100% catty little bitches.

nancy: ok, i didn’t want to be that person—

eddie, immediately invested; oh is it bitching hours? are we- are we bitching?

nancy; you shut up. i’m not—okay. listen. tammy thompson’s a wonderful person, and i think she’s got a bright future and she’s a sweetheart, but she. her singing

eddie: she sounds so bad . she is so tone deaf

nancy: SHE SOUNDS SO BAD oh god i’m sorry

• nancy is the only one who can reign him in when he’s on his bullshit. he’s being particularly loud and everyone’s like GODDDD eddie shut up ☹️ and nancy just looks at him. and he wilts like an unwatered flower and lowers his volume and she’s like thank you 😊😊

#anyways they’re my favorites and their nonexistent friendship #is the only thing keeping me from jumping off this edge #thank you i’ll be here all night #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #mike wheeler #steddie #ronance #stranger things volume two #steve harrington #headcanons

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so i read this angsty fic where rain has a dream that hes in his room with no windows or doors to escape from and the walls start closing in on him and all the band members show up and start telling him how much they hate him and stuff and then he wakes up and they comfort him and whatever, but it gave me an idea...

if you grew up watching icarly then we all know the episode where the crazy girl Nora invites the gang to her birthday and ends up locking them in her dads sound booth in the basement because the door locks from the outside,

now i give you: the band finishing up in the sound room after working on a new song, rain is trying to put his guitar away but one of the clips on the case gets stuck so he tries to fix it but no one has noticed that hes still in there so they shut the door and it locks automatically with the keys sitting on a table outside the sound room. when rain finally fixes his case he goes to leave the room but finds that its locked and the rest of the band is gone. he starts to panic due to his severe claustrophobia and the fact that no one can hear him from outside with the mics turned off. the worst part is that other than the sound room, theres nothing in the basement which means no ones gonna go down there anytime soon. it takes a couple hours for the band to realise rain is missing since hes usually so quiet, and when they actually do find him hes curled into a ball on the floor of the sound room having a panic attack and crying cuz hes scared...

im just gonna leave this here.

do what you want with it :)

babe im obssessed with your brain. you could've just said the final part and it would still make sense but you still included the insane icarly part. and i remember. i remember that episode. i want to look inside your brain

anyway, back to the ghouls,

i think mountain would notice rain’s missing first - i like to think that they have a comedic bond between each other, whenever someone does or says something stupid, they make eye contact like jim from the office looks at the camera. so while they’re settled in a lounge area or whatever and are hanging out after the recording/jam session, at some point dew does something characteristically stupid and mountain looks for rain, only to notice that he’s not here and hasn’t been out of the sound room.

so he makes a run back to the sound room, the other ghouls following him, and they find rain curled up like you said, run out of tears but still shivering.

aether would immediately do some quintessence magic work, not putting him unconscious but keeping his mind at ease while apologizing profusely to him and trying to calm him down by hugging him.

dew would be the one raising hell and yelling at everyone "how could you leave him behind? why wouldn't you check if someone was in? who the fuck allowed this to happen?" he's absolutely not helping at the moment and everyone knows he's not mad at them, only at himself but he doesn't have the words to express that, so they just let him blow up

the ghoulettes would immediately run to rain's room, preparing everything for him, a nice bath with all the soaps and bubbles, multiple blankets brought to his bed, candles lit, tv playing a rerun of a sitcom, pillows fluffed, all the mess picked up etc and they would leave the rest to the boys

swiss runs to the kitchen to scramble to bring rains comfort food to his room, some ice cream and fries, and whatever sweet thing he can find

aether makes mountain carry rain to his room, while dew continues spewing shit left right and center. they'd find the room so cozy and soft, smelling like vanilla and ocean breeze from the candles the ghoulettes lit, and a whole tray of random assortment of food courtesy of swiss.

i think aether would put rain in the bath, still using some quintessence magic to make him feel better, also feeling extra guilty because he's the 'leader' and he forgot a soldier behind ykno? so he would be so so gentle and soft, reassuring rain that he is loved and cared for and they were just so stupid. mountain would tell him the stupid thing dew did that made him realize that he was missing (and maybe dew shenanigans brings a soft smile to rains face after the hellish hours he spent there alone)

after the bath, a micro ghoul pile ensues on rains bed, just holding him tightly, feeding him the fries and ice cream, mindlessly looking at the tv. everyone ridden with guilt and pain at their mistake.

once rain feels a bit better, swiss, aether and mountain leave to not overwhelm him even more.

that's when dew finally slips into the bed behind rain, big spooning him. he holds him tightly against his chest, placing kisses on the small of his back, his neck, his shoulders, muttering a million im sorries in between each kiss. rain holds his hands tightly and brings them to his chest, he believes him, he trusts and loves him.

everything's fine.

#fighting the angst back with soft dewdrop at the end!!!#why did you have to hurt my baby like that 😭😭😭😭#i hope you like this idk if thats what you were expecting but yeah #ty for the ask tho send more if u want 👀👀#ray writes #rain ghoul #nameless ghoul #nameless ghoul headcanons #ghost band #the band ghost #the band ghost headcanons #rain ghoul headcanons #fuck im sleepy i can't think of any more tags

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modernbaseball · 2 years

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... i want you to drop your numbered list of s4 problems <3

omg anon i love you. sorry if this gets long except no im not you asked for MY list so you shall receive MY long ass list!!!

obligatory if you don't want to hear criticism then don't go further. it is not my problem if this enrages u. but if u disagree/agree/have other opinions let me know im totally fine with some respectful back-and-forth about this season. despite what i make it sound like i don't HATE it and im open to other opinions

i do not talk about the marwa problem because. yeah. there's one more episode i guess. so what i'm saying is come back next wednesday to hear me talk about the marwa problem

character traits and flaws are being played up in excess

remember how DUMB nandor is? remember how BAD he is at understanding others? he is never going to understand a single thing said to him or when someone is upset or when he has made a mistake despite having established deep relationships with these characters. and also he's going to have the same story arc as last season but with a LOT less respect for women!!! (so much for himbo)

nadja is #GIRLBOSS (a lot of people might go "well maybe i like her like this!!!!" ok fine sorry that i like my female characters to be more than a plot device. she had to want a night club so they could do night club stuff. so empowering. she's had some good moments this season but half the time its YAS GIRLBOSS!!! ok just recognizing that this is a stupid "feminist" trope doesn't make it anything more than that)

laszlo is BISEXUAL DAD (honestly don't have a lot of issues here. good for him. just wish they would chill out with the Quippy One Liners. they're funny because they exist within the narrative)

guillermo is SOMEHOW STILL BEING MISTREATED (despite having 2 seasons dedicated to this particular issue. can we move on)

2. disregard of detail

ok it's stupid but it really DOES bother me that the intro has adult colin pictures when the intro was adjusted to fit details like colin's death in the past. if the vampires in-universe see baby colin as being his own person, why do we see him lumped into the same images as adult colin?

other little things that bug me

the vampires are suddenly well liked and have friends in the community (nadja's club opening and nandor's wedding)

the baron being seen as someone of prestige when the whole thing was that he is a vampire nobody

ignoring the big obvious fact that there WAS a vampire nightclub

where is all this blood coming from

hypnosis was previously only used as an occasional plot device and we got a whole episode about why that is (brain scramblies) and now it is in EVERY. SINGLE. EPISODE. it is TIRING. it is CHEAP. it is NOT. INTERESTING.

the nightmarket just existed this whole time?

all the wishing stuff. if nandor was willing to take guillermo's advice for one wish, why not others?

3. bigger isn't better/nothing matters

so in the past, wwdits was built upon a pretty simple concept: What if vampires existed in modern day, but they were pathetic and lame and boring?

oh an epic and powerful baron is meeting with them? no he's actually lame and also guillermo kills him on accident. a trial with the vampiric council?? nah it's in some basement and the vampires get away because colin brought an umbrella. vampire killers??? lame inexperienced group of young adults who end up not killing a single vampire.

things had weight and importance. the show worked as a dark silly mocumentary because it felt grounded in the simple docu-type shit, like "how would modern vampires find more virgins to eat?" "how does guillermo get rid of bodies?" now it's like, yeah we have blood on tap pretty much. whatever.

4. the fucking time jump

why spend an entire season setting up an epic three part finale which then sets up an insane cliffhanger to fucking throw it away within the first episode? tension created for nothing. elaborate story set up for nothing. character's individual motivations and obstacles set up for nothing. no pay off. makes season 3 feel significantly less good because what was it even for anyways

5. character motivation

character motivation is not shown or understood over time: it is not stated ("i want a vampire nightclub!") and assumed we believe it

vampire night club. just.........................this has never, EVER made sense for nadja's character. especially now. there was 0 set up to indicate she would ever want a thing like this. is this trying to be more female-empowering? ppl might call it "satire" or "subverting tropes" but it isnt enough to just preform a trope and state in-universe that you know it is a trope (saying she is a girlboss)

nandor wants to find love still i guess. this feels sort of like they realized nandor was left without something to do after scrapping his journey home story so they were like ok i guess he's just doing the same thing he did last season. i thought his new motivation was to find himself but i guess they just didn't feel like doing that anymore so

6. the nandermo problem

ok. this isn't so much a criticism like the other ones as it is...idk. my Feelings or something.

if this is NOT leading to nandermo: ok i guess. not the end of the world. sucks that they baited this particular couple (not QUEERBAITED, yes, i am aware) and continued to run the "WHO IS NANDOR'S LOVE INTEREST!" plotline into the ground for nothing but ok. i would have been fine with a brief romance and a horrible break up FYI. they are just funny when they are obsessed with each other. sue me

if this IS leading to nandermo: would it fucking kill you to act like it. what's the point in them getting together if they avoid the two of them being together or having any normal romantic/sexual subtext like the plague except for one-off lines and D-plots. either commit or don't

7. actually fuck you im adding this one to the list

ohhh we are so diverse ohhhh we are so inclusive look at all the same sex casual sexual relationships and romances. NAME A WOMAN. NAME A WOMAN. yes we've gotten f/f breadcrumbs but can nadja just fuck a woman or something. can we just have some same sex women in here. so much classic lesbian media is vampire related it would not be that hard. it would not fucking kill you. come on.

charmaine is there. the guide is there. marwa is there. better yet get some more female characters in general. better YET. i want my jenna back

#wwdits #read my post i have cool thoughts and opinions everyone.#i made an excel spreadsheet of every episode frome very season im so normal lately #i like some of s4 but do u know what i like even more? complaining. and the other seasons #wwdits s4 #what we do in the shadows #should i do it guys...shoudl i tag it as....#imd oing it.#nandermo #mic drop!!!!1 #seriously even if u loved this season just shoot me an ask. we can talk aobut it babe i promise

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