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yandere-daydreams · 6 months

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tw - non/con, gn!reader, somnophilia, oral sex, victim blaming, implied stalking, and obsessive behavior.

Gojo can usually be trusted to do the right thing.

He knows he's not the best guy out there, but if he's given a choice between saving a cat from a tree and pushing a stroller into oncoming traffic, there's a good chance he'll choose the cat. His students might give him a hard time, but he knows better than to take it to heart when Megumi says the only useful thing about his dutiful guardian in his platinum card or Maki claims he could be replaced with a low-level curse and they'd struggle to tell the difference. He's not a saint, sure, but he doesn't entirely miss the mark.

That's why you felt so comfortable tag-along with him on a mission that took you to the other side of the country, why you didn't panic when you found out the higher-ups expected you to share a single (admittedly, still bigger than he'd like for it to be) bed, why you didn't think twice before stripping down to a tank-top and sleeping shorts and passing out - too exhausted to care about sorcerer decorum. Because Gojo can usually be trusted to do the right thing. Gojo can normally, generally, almost always be trusted to do the right thing.

It's just that he can't be trusted to do the right thing right now.

It's not his fault, Gojo reasons as he stares unblinkingly at the mold-stained ceiling, doing his best not to let his eyes drift. He's a hot-blooded man in the prime of his life, and you're... well, you're you - beautiful, smart, oblivious you. It's not his fault that you looked so pretty in the dim light filtering in through cheap curtains, that the stuffy motel room was too hot to justify using the paper-thin bedsheets, that all your tossing and turning meant your shorts were starting to ride up your legs in a way that wanted to make him dig his teeth into your thighs and--

And look at you. With a shaky breath, he sits up and rakes his fingers through his hair. Looking never hurt anyone. That's what he tells himself, at least, as he shifts onto his knees and lets his eyes rake over the length of your body. You'd rolled onto your side since the last time he could bring himself to check - your knees pulled up and your head tucked downward. He watches the gentle rise and fall of your chest for a moment, than another, before letting his attention fall lower - to where the waistband of your shorts had drifted below your hip, leaving a strip of supple flesh just a touch lower than what even the lowest-set of your jeans revealed. Both straps of your tank-top had managed to fall off of your shoulders sometime during the night, and careful not to touch you and cross a line he'd only half-heartedly set for himself, Gojo catches the flimsy fabric of your top between two fingers and tugs it downward, just enough to expose the swell of your chest and draw the material taut. Your nipples are already hard, he notes with just a little too much satisfaction. You wouldn't have been happy if you knew what he was doing, but your body might've been.

He feels his cock twitch, and he's palming it before he can stop himself. Touching himself wouldn't hurt you, either, and he wouldn't leave a mess, not if he could help it, not if he could summon that much self-restraint. Cursing under his breath, he shrugs his sweatpants down to his thighs and spits into his palm before wrapping his fist around his shaft. He's already stiff - had been from the second you started to undress, as hard as he'd tried not to acknowledge it. Biting down on his bottom lip, he pumps his hand over his cock to the tempo over your breathing, letting his mind wander to the space between your thighs. He couldn't, not without waking you up. He couldn't, but..

His attention drifts back to your lips, wet and ever so slightly parted. It wouldn't compare, but it'd have to do.

He positions himself carefully, his knees sinking into the mattress next to your head. Arousal beads at his tip, dripping down his shaft and filling the cramped room with a soft 'click, click, click' as he brings the head of his cock to your mouth, resting it gingerly on the crook of your lips. He does what little he can to swallow down his voice and smother the movement in his hips as your warm breath fans over his cock, as his fist tightens in a weak attempt to imitate how tight your throat would be, if he ever got the chance to fuck it properly.

He's thinking about how hot it would be inside of you, how adoringly your body would welcome him when his self-control snaps, when his hips buck forward and the head of his cock collides with the back of your throat. You gag sharply, your eyes snapping open and find his in an instant, expression a mix of shock and confusion and horror, pure and unadulterated. He wants to draw back. He wants to apologize. He wants to do the right thing.

Instead, he cums. His free hand falls to your head, and he holds you in place while he fucks shallowly into your mouth and rides through his orgasm. Your reaction is a pitiful thing - all choking and betrayal, but he can't seem to stop himself from grinning.

When he really thought about it, this was all your fault. You have no one to blame but yourself.

After all, Gojo can usually be trusted to do the right thing.

This time, you just didn't give him another choice.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk x reader #jjk #yandere jjk #jjk imagines #gojo x reader #yandere gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #yandere gojo x reader #yanderecore #yancore

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incorrect-mtg · 1 month

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Flavor Text Highlights Bonus - The Theriad

The Theriad is an in-universe epic that exists in Theros, an equivalent to the Illiad. Here are the cards and flavor texts for it, over three sets (with a line break because it's 15 cards and a lot of text:

It was in fields of grain, not fields of battle, that the Champion learned to bear the yoke of duty to the gods. She worked the land long before she was called on to defend it.

The girl who would become the Champion of the Sun hacked furiously at the practice dummy. At last she stopped, breathing heavily, and looked up at her instructor. "So much anger," said the centaur. "I will teach you the ways of war, child. But first you must make peace with yourself."

"Poets speak of your unrivaled speed," the Champion said to the assembled centaurs, "but it is plain to see that your true strength lies in your unwavering loyalty to one another."

After the Battle of Pharagax Bridge, the Champion spent many months among the leonin of Oreskos. She found that they were quick to take offense, not because they were thin-skinned, but because they were always eager for a fight.

On the fourth day they passed through a forest of immense stacked stones. Althemone, youngest of the companions, called these pillars the work of a god, but the Champion knew better. She quickened her pace.

Khestes the Adamant, the Champion's closest ally among the centaurs, took one stone to his shoulder and another to his flank. He held his stride and his aim, and let fly the arrow that killed the giant Grinthax.

The Champion armed herself to face the cyclops, heedless of her companions' despair. "How will you defeat it with only one spear?" asked young Althemone. The Champion raised her weapon. "It has but one eye."

The Champion and the philosopher Olexa returned from the opposing camp at dusk. Behind them, the enemy raised sail and departed, breaking the siege. When asked what the two had done, the Champion replied, "We spoke to them."

The Champion and her companions marched through the night, but the battle was over before they arrived. In the middle of the carnage sat a solitary minotaur, lost in what seemed to the Champion to be thought.

With spear held high, the Champion came to meet Thyrogog of the Ashlands, who wore the old king's skin as a cloak and fed on the flesh of innocents. The foul minotaur raised the great axe called Goremaster and charged.

You have led us to triumph over the forces of Mogis!" said Brygus the Brave, clapping the Champion on the back. The Champion wiped the sweat and blood from her brow. "I count eight graves," she said. "Too many to call this a victory."

At sunrise, the Champion and her companions awoke to find their supplies gone and Brygus, their sentry, dead. Carefully arranged piles of ornamental shells gave a clear warning: go no further.

The hulk rose from the sea and loomed over the Champion. Pinned beneath the twisting, rotted planks of wood was the body of Kaliaros, the helmsman of her former crew, and beside him the captain, Photine.

The Champion stood alone between the horde of the Returned and the shrine to Karametra, cutting down scores among hundreds. She would have been overcome if not for the aid of the temple guardians whom Karametra awakened.

The great hart stood like a statue, its hide painted gold by the dawn. The Champion laid down her weapons and stepped forward within an arm's length of the beast. The hart, sacred to Heliod and bathed in the god's own light, bowed to the Champion, marking her as the Chosen of the Sun God.

#magic the gathering #flavor text highlights #theros #the theriad

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 10 months

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How would the characters react(before they get into our world) if teruko from the hunting dogs was the readers favourite character and made it very well known by praising ever scene she's in

Totally not taken from the fact that I do that.

(also I have a completely platonic admiration for her)

Here you go. Hope, you like it.

My favourite (Teruko edition)

Self-Aware! Teruko Okura x GN! Reader

Description: Their Guiding Light have a favourite character. The Vice-Captain of Hunting Dogs.

Warning: OOC. English is my second language. Soft Yandere.

"Wow! Teruko is in this chapter! Great!"

Teruko felt, how Little Light curled on her head and start purring. Familiar warmth surrounded her. Happiness and respect. Their Guiding Light were glad to see another scene with her in the manga.

Teruko also felt, that other characters were jealous of her. You were openly admiring Teruko. And some characters were jealous because of that.

Of course, it doesn't mean, that you hated other characters. Quite the opposite, they were fond of all of them and have something nice to say about them. But in case of Teruko, you were very vocal about their love for her.

"Heh. Teruko is quite a fun character."

"Teruko's ability is so unique and strong!"

"Teruko is the best BSD character!"

There were some accidents.

For example, Teruko was a little bit nervous. She was afraid, that her more sadistic side would scare you. Especially, after Teruko and Sigma red about their battle in Sky Casino. Would you change your opinion about Teruko? Thankfully, it wasn't the case, and you didn't like Teruko for been violent. When you were discussing BSD with your friends, characters heard your reasons for liking Teruko.

"My favourite BSD Character? Teruko Okura, of course! Why? Well, because she's an interesting character. She is a warrior. A ruthless one. A warrior, who can do terrible things. But for the better cause. Teruko is protecting civilians. She may be sadistic, it's true. But she is not a terrible person. She is a person, who has flaws and who embraced them and use them for the better cause."

Since then, Teruko promised to herself, to do everything in her power, to be the best of your protectors.

Teruko feels happy. Their Guiding Light's love wasn't bad or awful. You really respected her and liked her.

Teruko smiles. Today will be the day she joins the Rare Scout. And your team.

When Ango, Katai and Fyodor hack the app and find a way to add new cards and seasons in game, they start adding cards of the "new" characters.

At first, they add everyone from Season 3. Even this strange French guy, who, Teruko was sure, died many years ago. If Teruko understood Tachihara's report clearly, others made a leap of faith and add the photo of stage French guy into the Rare Scout as new card. Somehow, it brought him back to life. Completely normal and not harmed.

After characters finished with Season 3, they moved to Season 4.

Now, they were in the process of adding Hunting Dogs cards.

Today, it's Teruko's turn. She braced herself.

Today you will get new card. SSR Card [Gasp of the Soul] Teruko Okura.

The purple moon shined above Yokohama.

"Oh! New SSR! Who I got this time?"

"..."

"YO! Teruko's card! It's so pretty, it's so cool! Let's level you up, let's test you! Best day ever! Best scoot ever!"

Little Light was circling around Teruko, purring.

Teruko felt so much happiness. You really were happy to get her card. Teruko grinned. She needs to send you a few notes later.

Teruko herd Jounou's scoffing.

"You are a lucky one, Teruko. Been Our Guiding Light's Favourite. Are you sure, you would carry your duty as one of your guardians, when we finally met them?"

Teruko only hums in return.

"Keep your jealousy for yourself, Jounou. Of course, I would. I won't do my job poorly. Moreover, I would try even more now. I can't let them down. No matter what, I will protect them."

Teruko Okura looked at the window. Right at the fake sky.

"They are counting on me."

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Earlier today, you got another note in the Gift Box.

"[Y/N], I am so glad to finally be a part of your team! I promise, that from now on I will protect you. Hope, that one day, we will become friends. Teruko Okura"

You laughed.

"I would be so happy to become friends with you, Teruko."

Teruko Okura smiles again. She also, would be happy.

#self-awareau #self-awarebsd #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #teruko okura #Self-Aware Teruko Okura

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devieuls · 1 year

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I’ve always been there for you. part.I

Childe ( Tartaglia) x Fem Reader !smut¡

Warning : Smut 18+ MDNI; Childe Dom! ; unprotected and rude sex; dirty talk; threats; slaps; spit; bites; hickeys; punishments; blood; power play; teasing; choking, jealousy and possessiveness; pseudo-toxic relationship; violent foreplay; BDSM.

Reader with Cryo vision.

Synopsis : You are the only daughter of the Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya, heir to the throne and general of the nation. The diamond of that place characterized by the eternal winter, loved by the people and adored for the angelic but fierce facade that you show. The only person with whom this mask fell is your secret lover, the one who manages to make you forget your duties with a touch and takes you to heaven whenever you end up in bed together. Your relationship was reserved for the bedroom, although you liked to tease him in public, as the 11th Harbinger was also your personal guard.

Everything was great and perfect... until one day your game was pushed too far, breaking the thin thread that gave you so much stability. Appearances were deceiving, and everything you thought you had under control suddenly hit you, dropping that house of cards you built for fun.

Length : 3.5k+

Notes: In the story there will be some slightly violent or excessively harsh parts from the reader or Childe himself, read the warnings to better understand what it is. It’s a mini series, I hope you like it.

OH, CLICK HERE TO SEE WHAT YOU'LL WEAR IN THE MEETING!

Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; Part 4 END

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The icy wind of Snezhnaya hit your still too sensitive skin after coming out of the warm bed sheets, causing you chills and goosebumps. Your gaze fell on the messy hair of the boy across the bed, failing to see his face completely because of the rebellious strands that hid him; His bare shoulders out of the blankets, showing much of his back, not reacting at all to the winter cold of the capital.

You stretched towards him, passing your hand over his soft skin, stroking with your fingertips some scratches left by you the night before, observing how he shuddered at that attention from you. That back, like his whole body, was your favorite canvas to paint with hickeys, bites and scratches, framed by some battle scars who aged with time.

You couldn’t say you didn’t appreciate your guardian, after all he was a passionate and devoted lover, and it was he who took your virginity, making you completely obsessed with him, even if you didn’t admit it so easily. Not that your jealousy toward him didn’t scream how crazy and possessive you was toward him.

No one could know what was between you two, it would be too inconvenient for the princess of Snezhnaya to attend her own guardian, even if only sexually. A Harbinger was clearly a respected authority but was supposed to serve the Tsaritsa and her family, not fuck the princess of the nation.

You followed his column, slipping your hand, making the boy growl under you. Childe woke up slowly, enjoying your gentle touch on his skin, hoping to stay a little longer in that corner of paradise you had created as a loophole from public duties.

< Good morning, my Harbinger. Did you sleep well? > You asked once you heard that the red-haired guy had woken up, leaving a gentle kiss on his neck, approaching his face turned sideways.

< My princess, how could I sleep badly if I have you by my side? > He answered by turning towards you, then quickly locking you under him, putting his hands on the sides of your shoulders. You passed one hand over his bare chest and the other over his face, caressing him gently.

< You’re always so flattering, Ajax. > You said smiling, and then receive a kiss from the boy above you, who soon became wet and needy, as if the two of you hadn’t kissed each other until your lips were consumed just the night before.

The kiss was interrupted by the "knock-Knock" produced by your closed door, accompanied by a voice. < Your Highness, it's bath time... are you... are you awake? > she asked in a trembling and low tone, but always remaining delicate.

You raised your eyes to the sky, mentally vowing to have your caregiver cut off her tongue. Childe smiled knowing what you were thinking, breaking away from the kiss and then moving away from you.

< Your Highness, is rude not to answer the servants > he whispered on your ear, causing you a sigh of dissent.

< Come back in a few minutes, 15 minutes will be fine. I need to be alone for a while. > You said in a tone obviously annoyed and maybe slightly acid.

< But Your Majesty the Tsaritsa told me... > She continued obviously uncertain about the business.

< Your princess commands you. My mother will not disagree about a bathroom postponed for a few minutes, don't dare to bore me further. > Your voice now hard and sharp had made sure that the servant left apologizing.

The guy next to you looked at you and then laughed and bit his lip, holding a hand on his face and then in his hair. < Do you want to hunt me, your Highness? > He said blatantly provoking you, not that you were sorry, you liked the way Childe took these small liberties in private.

< Hmm... I don’t know, do you have something to offer me in such a way as not to bore me? > You said turning to him and taking him by the face with one hand.

< All that your highness desires > He answered the mischievous tone, knowing where you were going. < Sometimes I forget how sexy you are when you’re so bossy > he caressed your naked side and squeezed it slightly, admiring the little marks he had left you the night before.

< Oh, I think you know very well what I want. > Your gaze was mischievous, clearly suggesting to the boy your desires.

< My princess, fifteen minutes wouldn't be enough to ensure that you enjoy properly. I thought you understood after all those nights. > He answered taking you by the hips, carrying you above him, admiring your naked body and exposed to him. He would never get tired of seeing you like that.

You snorted at yourself from the bed, taking away your sheets and covering yourself with it, knowing that it was an obvious wrong to your lover.

< I’m your princess! I can have what I want whenever I want and as much as I like. > Your dramatic voice rang out in the room as you wandered around the room not to give him the pleasure of touching you again.

< Y/n, you’re not just my princess, don’t play these games with me, you know I like to strip you of your titles. Also, in the bedroom, I’m in charge and.... Look, we’re in the bedroom. Come here before the maid returns and forces me to flee like a thief. > he responded in tone, knowing perfectly well that your titles in that chamber were completely cancelled.

You approached him daubed, then you were greeted by his warm arms, resting your face on his chest. He began to kiss your head, caressing your body, causing you chills along your back.

Will you be at the meeting with the Harbingers today? Her Majesty is going to force you to participate if you refuse to be present again > He said by clutching you to his chest, hoping to persuade you to leave again.

< Her Majesty, Her Majesty and Her Majesty... blah, blah, blah, blah, she is always spoken of as the center of the universe. I’m not going to go along with her wishes like anyone else > You responded acidly, sinking into his warm embrace.

< My angel, don't do so... is still an archon and is our Tsarina, it's obvious that everything revolves around her in Snezhnaya. You should really participate out of respect for your people and your servants Harbingers > continued, stroking your hair.

< I don’t care about the other Harbingers, I already have you... what more can I want? > You said lifting your face and kissing his jaw. < I really don’t want to hear my mother’s plans to "bring peace to Teyvat". They are hers battles, not mine > You answered by mumbling between one kiss and another, touching the boy’s chest. < Don’t insist... Why don’t you skip this meeting and hang out with me? I know it bores you too > You continued, leaving a few bites and making pant the man under you.

He had to detach you so as not to give in to the temptation to really stay with you, it wasn't like him to disobey the Tsarina’s orders. He was loyal to her and deified her as the goddess she was, not that it prevented him from giving in to lust with you and letting go.

< Mh... y/n, one day you’ll take your mother’s place and you’ll understand... You are close to the throne, you should really think about participating, if not for your majesty, do it for me > He said as he got out of bed and dressed, knowing that the longer he was with you, the more he would be carried away by your rebellious spirit.

< Come back here, come on! It sucks when you’re so devoted to my mother, phew. > You snorted and dropped on the mattress, watching the guy putting his clothes back on. < How can I be here if I see you sexy in your Harbinger uniform? I wouldn’t stay focused and just think about the ways you fucked me last night. It’s frustrating for me, Ajax. Don’t do this to me > You grumbled with your hands on your face, making the guy who took you from the foot laugh and pulled you towards the edge of the bed, then get you up slightly and kiss your lips.

< Not that I find you unattractive and sexy dressed as a general. If you showed up being a good girl, I could think of rewarding your good behavior > He said on your lips, and then pull away and approach the door before being stopped by yet another "knock-knock".

< Punctual as death. Perhaps it's better to get out of the balcony, I hope to see you at the meeting, my princess. > He whispered kissing the palm of your hand, then went out on the balcony and disappeared completely in the light fog of the capital.

You bit your lip with a smile, maybe he really convinced you to play your mom’s stupid power play. You covered yourself again and told the maid to come in, then follow her to the royal baths and let her wash you with the other women.

< Anya, no daily clothes today. I’ll wear the uniform of the nation’s general. > You said smiling at your most trusted servant, surprising her for the first time.

You had never directly asked to wear your uniform, except in military events that required your presence. The girl nodded and notified her subordinates to start cleaning and fixing your uniform.

Hours later you were ready for your entrance into the great hall built to house the Harbingers in the royal house. You had never heard that room of yours, it was yet another thing existing because of your mother, not that you hated her, she just always stood up, watching you and criticizing you in silence.

You waited to be announced before you entered the room, out of respect for the people who gave themselves every day to keep the nation safe.

Once inside, you found all the Harbingers standing solemnly bent over you, while remaining around the rectangular table. You could tell from their looks that they were amazed to see you come in, after all, it was a long time since you had actively attended meetings like this.

You could feel your mother’s sharp, burning look on your body, you knew she was surprised but you didn’t know if she was positive or negative, after all this time it wasn’t her who extended the invitation.

You took your seat at the head of the table, parallel to the Tsaritsa’s raised throne. That seat was usually reserved for the Fatui's leader, but it had to be ceded in the event of the presence of the General of State, namely you, as well as the princess of the nation and future Tsarina of Snezhnaya.

< I hope I’m not late, I know Her Majesty the Tsaritsa loves punctuality and it would be rude toall of you to arrive late. > You said and then nodded your hand to allow them to sit down again, sitting down after you gave the Tsarina a sharp look.

< Not at all, Your Highness. We're honored by your presence. > Pierro’s strong but servile voice broke the silence that was being created in the room, always with a calm tone as usual. You gave a gentle smile to Leader of Fatui, then crossed your legs and looked at some documents left on the table.

< So, what were we talking about? > You said looking up at the man waiting to be made aware of the various plans and events. Your tone was firm and professional, really interested in political dynamics, participating in the various debates and moves to be made to help the Tsarina get the gnosis and counter the power of Celestia.

The only thing wrong was to literally have your lover by your side, unfortunately or fortunately, the place assigned to Childe was exactly the one by your side and it was ironic how you could forget about it. Not that you were sorry, you had the opportunity to take a little risk, put a shiver in your hidden relationship.

You knew it was risky for both of you to look more intimate than you should, but who would have noticed your foot climbing on his leg? after all, the table concealed perfectly your hidden games, to betray you could only be poor control over your body or in the reactions of the face.

Ajax’s eyes were looking at you, as if to ask you what you were doing or why you were doing it; he didn’t mind, no, you would have noticed if you were invading his space and comfort zones, he liked it when you played like this, but maybe there was concern in his eyes. On the other hand, it was one thing to be discovered by a citizen or a servant, history changed if it was the highest authority of the nation to discover you two.

It was difficult, indeed, impossible not to drop the eye on the boy’s gloved hands, on the tight shirt or on the scarf that you yourself had given him; not to mention his posture so elegant but at the same time they made him seem annoyed or disinterested in conversation; the face in a perennial poker face, as if you were not touching his dick right at that moment.

You continued to play on his leg while discussing ways to retrieve the electro gnosis, possessed by the Raiden of Inazuma, famous for being ruthless and difficult to deal with; your speech was not an impediment to finish on Childe’s thigh, touching the groin and his crotch wrapped in his pants.

Suddenly Childe’s grip made you stop, tightening your grip slightly, fingering your stocking, making you shiver slightly, which could be excused by the slightly cold temperature of the room.

You sighed as you listened to the ideas of all the Harbingers and the Tsarina’s opinion about it, involving the manipulation of a certain Traveller who had become a renowned Hero in Teyvat. You looked at Tartaglia once it was his turn, talking about how he could direct this girl to do whatever he wanted. It bothered you his intimacy with such hero, since for months you were forced to stay away from the boy, all without being able to complain.

Your game of touches proceeded throughout the meeting, leaving both of you really eager for each other. Your professional demeanor, your authoritarian and firm tones, as cold as the nation you belonged to, had you two horny as fuck. Not that the clothing had relieved the thoughts of jumping on eachother, indeed, it was perhaps the first thing that had brought you back to the night before.

The boy left your leg just before he got up to bow down at the exit of the Tsaritsa, greeting her in the same way as everyone in that hall.

The Harbingers turned to you, waiting for your exit or permission to be discharged, they would never have allowed themselves out without your decision. You returned to your upright position after greeting your mother, immediately noticing how one of the Harbingers was watching you with an accomplice look, passing the gaze from you to Childe, smiling maliciously.

Shit, did he understand? You thought worried. You cleared your voice and looked at the other people in the room. < You’re discharged, go ahead... > you said and then take a short break. < Pantalone, please stay. I need to discuss some business with you. > You concluded by inviting the man to sit down again while the others left without any problems, except your lover. He gave you a confused look, not understanding why I let Pantalonve stay and not him.

Once you were alone in the room, you approached the black-haired man at a decisive pace. < I know you saw and you know. > You started with a firm and cold tone.

< My princess, I have no idea what you’re talking about > his tone made everything shine except innocence.

< Regrator, don’t play innocent with me. We both know what I’m talking about, don’t pretend not. That would be a huge disrespect to the royal family > You ended up putting a threatening hand on his shoulder.

< Princess, with all due respect, I think you disrespect the royal family plus what you and Tartaglia do. Don’t you think? > He responded by teasing you, he knew where to hit you and he did it fucking well. < Tell me, my general, does Her Majesty know what you do behind everyone’s back? I suppose not... that indecency, with one of his Harbingers...> He smiled brazenly, knowing he was right.

You held on to his shoulder, looking at him in a dark way. < You are not showing me respect by addressing me in these ways. I know you, my dear Regrator, I don't ask you to keep my secret at the cost of anything, you know better than me that I can give you everything you want. > You started by sitting in front of him, crossing your legs and your arms across your chest. < So, what is the price for your silence? Money? More power? Tell me what you want. > your tone was serious, just like your look, while his mocking and not caring.

< My princess, you shouldn’t ask a man what he wants, especially if you promise to give him everything he wants. > He breathed deeply, his tone was slightly mischievous. < Even if you are the princess of Snezhnaya, you shouldn't say such things... Now I could ask you anything and you couldn’t say no, are you sure you could afford it, my princess? > He concluded with a cheeky smile.

< A good general never retires when she knows she can win the battle. I do not take back my words, so tell me the price of your silence. > you slammed your hand on the table, waiting for an answer from the man.

The black-haired man approached you, placing a hand on your face, stroking it and then tightening the grip around your jaw and approaching him. < The battle, not the war, Your Highness. If my price was to have you? Could you really afford it, General? >

You swallowed looking at him, trying not to let emotions shine through your face. < What exactly are you asking me? > your words clung desperately to a stable and serious tone, hoping to have misunderstood his request.

< I don’t need to teach you about birds and bees. Tartaglia is always away on missions, leaves you alone for months and then comes back as if nothing had happened. I see you, my princess. How you look at him, how you need to be touched when he’s not around, the flesh is weak. You may have stability with me, I’m in the Tsaritsa’s good graces, and I wouldn’t mind ruling by your side in the future, I wouldn’t mind your little flings with him once in a while, although I know you wouldn’t need it after trying. > your hand rose to strike his face after that blatant offense to your person, and then be stopped by his firm grip on your wrist. His lustful and ambitious gaze watched you. < Come on, princess, it’s a reasonable price for my silence. It would be outrageous if it became known that our princess is no longer a virgin. What do you think? >

You sighed heavily, turning your face to the side and removing your hand from his grip.

< Oh, maybe our future Tsarina can’t really afford everything, didn't she? > he said in a mocking tone, laughing with taste, getting a look from you.

< It’s not something I can offer so easily, as well you know. Are you asking me something out of proportion, aren't you afraid that I will cut your tongue or condemn you to death? > You spit bitterly.

< See, my general, I’m not afraid of losing anything if I can make more. I fear nothing, life is a game, why not bet everything? > He said by fixing his glasses. < The choice is yours, I will keep your secret until I receive a confirmation from you but... the time is precious, you can not know if tomorrow or in a week the price will be higher. > He ended by getting up.

< Is it a threat? > You asked furiously.

< only if you want to understand it so > he answered with the same amused tone < How dare you! Get out of here, right now. > You responded coldly, with an acidity never felt, your gaze was sharp and threatening, which made the man feel chills.

< My princess... > he said to then bow and kiss the back of your hand, then take leave.

You brought a hand on your face, clearly nervous that he’d asked for something like this. The nervousness didn’t subside at the thought that he had known about you and Childe for a long time.

You got up from the chair and threw some papers on the table, pushing the chair where it was sitting and dropping it on the floor.

< Fuck it. You manipulative bastard. > You said clenched teeth, furious with anger.

What to do now? Risk your mother taking away your title and throne and degrading Childe, almost certainly exiling him, or accepting Regrator’s indecent proposal?

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tragedytells-tales · 2 months

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OC Corner: Ajay, Alroy, Kaiamana

On: Lacking in Villains

Ace: So your stories don't have villains right?

Kaia, shrugs: Technically, yeah

Ace: How does that work when the dorms represent villains?

Ajay: I guess we represent the core concepts of what causes conflict in our stories rather than physical villains

Alroy: Ajay is avoidant but overprotective of their dorm and duties out of obligation and fear of hurting or disappointing others. Not to mention that entire situation of being afraid to leave behind their guardians.

Ajay: Just because you're right doesn't mean you have to say it :(

Alroy: Kaiamana is somewhat selfish and refuses to accept any form of fault or accountability for her actions or her dorm.

Kaia: Eh. High n mighty over there is extremely strict, has unreasonable expectations of himself and his dorm members, and refuses to change out of fear

Alroy: *shrugs* Not wrong.

Ajay: And that's how it works.

Ace: Well that's weird. You're basically just team familial issues

Kaia: More like an extension of the originals

Ace: Then what's up with your vices?

Alory: What about them?

Ace: Vice housewardens are just other people in the story, so what's up with yours?

Ajay, Alroy, Kaia: look at eachother

Ajay: We... actually don't know. I have a set of three best friends but they're not in my dorm, except for Nein. So actually maybe.

Alroy: I am not bringing my family here to find out.

Kaiamana: Not a Maui to be seen.

Ace: Damn, you guys really are weird.

Alroy: Says the walking playing card that comes from a story where a caterpillar gets high.

Ambrose attendance list: @writing-heiress , @queen-of-twisted , @ice-cweam-sod4 , @tisafinedayforsimping , @marrondrawsalot

#[ 📰 ] oc corner #[ 🌊 ] oc : kaiamana #[ 🐾 ] oc : twst!ajay #[🕯] oc : alroy #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc

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beevean · 11 months

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Especially the justifications ranging from "Sonic is neurodivergent-coded" to "Sonic is canonically neurodivergent" in Prime grind my gears. I'm certain many of the same people are gushing about how awesome it is that Sonic Prime is CaNoN tO tHe GaMeS... as in, the games where Sonic:

knew that simply defeating and sealing away Chaos again would do NOTHING except make its hurt and anger only worse.

gave Blaze a kind and supportive pep talk, acknowledging what she had been through because of her pyrokinesis and duties as Sol Emerald Guardian and offering her his friendship with a reminder she can count on the people she's got to know during her adventure.

defeated Merlina but expressed sympathy with her hurt about her world ending while sharing his own philosophy of needing to live life to the fullest, without any call-outs about her attacking him earlier, boasts about defeating her, or scoldings about her negative view on it all.

Immediately came rushing back from Cannon's Core in the ARK even though he was seconds away from foiling the entirety of Eggman's plan with the fake Emerald because Eggman and Tails informed him Amy was in danger.

And those are only the examples I know for certain on the top of my head, without even touching upon everything that happens in games like Sonic Battle and Sonic Forces. It's not even that Prime!Sonic is particularly nasty or rude, he clearly adores his friends, but he can't read a room to save his life and he is legitimately just stupid. Which is clearly done because it can be used to write jokes, but he is stupid, in a way that a properly-written game!Sonic could not be even if he tried. And you mean to tell me the Sonic from the above examples is the occasionally-insensitive constantly-dumb hyperactive chatterbox that Prime presents him as? Please.

(I'm sorry, I figure you might have gotten tired of Prime discourse now, but in general the whole He's Totes Neurodivergent fandom perception annoy me, because they use that card to completely disregard any (in my opinion valid) counterarguments about any poor portrayal...)

Oh wait I forgot to add: the reason I came up with those examples is apparently because people think that Sonic (aka Prime!Sonic) has low empathy. Stolen from some probably-shady and possibly-unreliable site on the internet whose definition of empathy does otherwise seem to check out: "In general, empathy is the ability to understand or sense another person’s perspective, feelings, needs, or intentions, even when you don’t share the same circumstances. It can sometimes involve acting on that understanding, including offering help." And I ask, in what world does Sonic from the games lack empathy?????? He's literally the most empathic pep-talk-giving perspective-seeing help-providing understanding sweetheart on the entire planet with that definition!

I remember reading a post that proposed that Tails had high empathy and Sonic had low empathy, before Prime was a thing. And I had your identical "bruh???????" reaction. Sonic has low empathy? Literally where. Show me proof that any version of Sonic struggles to empathize with people. My man is actually pretty good at understanding others, as you accurately pointed out.

Anyway, I don't have ADHD and even I am getting annoyed at how it's been reduced to "hehe i'm soooooo silly and quirky and kiddy 🤪". If it's not Sonic, then it's characters like Tangle who has pretty much become a womanchild and fans defend her because she's "neurodivergent-coded".

Also, speaking of differences between Prime and Canon Sonic, while the latter was also relatively slow to the uptake to accept that he was not meeting his actual friends in Secret Rings and Black Knight, it was still not as ridiculous as the former, who apparently could not recognize that he was in the third different AU in a row and still was all "oh Tails am I glad to see you!".

And apparently Apple Metal was built to be like Sonic but way more obnoxious about it, which prompts Sonic to say "if I'm half as annoying as you I need to change". Which. *sigh*

and i'm pretty sure there was a boom character like that, but boom apparently sucks ass now while prime is the best western show ever. okay

#sonic the hedgehog #anti prime #you make great points anon and i wish i could elaborate more #but yeah ngl i'm getting too irked at this #not your fault but i feel that i can't talk further without actually watching the show for myself #which i do *not* want to do not even with a friend #so yeah my opinions are not worth much and i'm getting heated up over nothing #i'm this close to muting every sonic tag to take a break

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arvadthecursed · 7 months

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a card for Kai'saa, my Sith Warrior: guardian of the Empire, hand of the Emperor, eternal protector.

I styled her flavor text based on this quote from "The Wee Free Men" by Terry Pratchett:

“All witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffany’s Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!

I have a duty!”

I have a plan for after Kai'saa goes to Ziost -- her card then will be "The Empire's Vengeance." She turns against the Emperor because he harmed HER people. Not only because she is from Ziost; Kai'saa sees herself as the guardian of the Empire.

#swtor #sith warrior #magic the gathering #millietg #kai'saa

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cozypancakes · 1 year

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I'm the lengthy anon from yesterday. I'm so glad you didn't mind me rambling in your inbox. I have no one to talk to about this show. There is no real fandom, and my friends haven't watched it yet. :/

But yeah, if I think too much about Peter's and Jim's relationship, I want to cry. Obviously, from Peter's point of view, Jim writing the article was utter betrayal. Peter idolized his dad, and Jim was so right when he said Peter hasn't even gotten to know his dad or see his flaws. I would personally also cut ends with him. He was the only adult figure left in Peter's life, and just like his dad, he betrayed him, not even privately, but he dragged his family in public.

But I can't fault Jim too much for it, his best friend did something terrible and he tried to cope with that in the only way he knew, by writing this article. I don't think he regretted it in the beginning. He probably thought Peter would come around later, but after years passed by, I do believe he would have done it differently. I think he also reached out to Peter after the Metro Bombing. He wouldn't have his number, but he would have sent a card at least.

What I find the saddest part is that both of them believe Peter Sr dying in a car crash that could have been a suicide attempt. I don't doubt Jim was angry at his best friend taking the easy way out. He was already convinced Pete was guilty. And now his best friend's son was all alone. They only had each other in that time, and then bam, the rift happened because both of them are too stubborn to see the situation from the other's perspective.

When Travers revealed that it was an assassination, you could see it on Peter's face that he had a moment where he was relieved, I guess. Despite strongly believing in his fathers innocence, there was probably doubt in his mind, and that doubt got louder and louder over the years. Him getting the closure his dad didn't just leave him alone because he was guilty. It must have been such a relief. I know Travers told him that the fate of his father will never reach the public, but with Jim back in his life, sorta, I want to believe he told him about it. Jim deserves this closure as well, despite him telling Peter his father's actions don't matter when it comes to Peter, but that was his best friend.

I also think Peter's blind idolization is the reason he became a night agent in the end, despite not really wanting to. After getting the confirmation his dad wasn't the bad guy, Peter felt like he had to continue his legacy. Making his dad proud, continue what he started. His dad was the reason he joined the FBI, and he's the reason he's a night agent. I just hope he won't face the same fate as him. (Sorry, this was even longer than yesterday)

OH MY GOD! I love you and all these night agent thoughts anon!!! I feel the exact same way about not having anyone to nerd out about this show with. Please, either keep the anon messages coming or reach out in DMs. I'd love to discuss more.

You are so right about Jim having a lot to process. I'd need to go back in the show, but it sounds like Jim became Peter's guardian after his father died. And if the article came out when Peter was about to go off to college, that would put them at 2-3 years of having lived together when Jim published that article. Like, yeah, I'd be a pretty pissed at Pete too, especially if he suspected it was a suicide. Not only is your best friend gone but now you're solely responsible for taking care of this teenager who had already lost his mom. I'm sure Jim started off investigating with the desperate hope that he would find proof that Pete was innocent, as much for Peter as for himself. But then he found the exact opposite and felt duty bound to report it. Like, hello Peter, you're both so honor/duty bound to your profession or your own idea of justice and don't even realize it!

(oh god, oh god, super sad, random thought but...no one was there to see Peter graduate college...I mean, Jim probably went and watched from afar but for all Peter knew, he was all alone that day).

I agree that Peter must have felt a little relief knowing it at least wasn't a suicide. Even knowing that it wasn't a random chance accident. Like there's a clear bad guy in this story now. Someone Peter can channel all his anger towards and take down.

I know the show will probably go down the patriotic, propaganda line of "no, it's just a few corrupt people. The institution is great. USA rules!" But, realistically imo, being a full night agent would just bring Peter face to face with more of the US's shady business and inhumane actions across the world. I really hope at the least S2 makes Peter confront his instinct to obey orders blindly with his need to do good and be good.

#the night agent #peter sutherland #jim wilson

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annaphoenix1994 · 9 months

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Ch.124 - The Enemy of My Enemy

Previous Chapter - Masterlist 1; Masterlist 2 - Next Chapter

Phil and Natalie discuss strategies following Kiera's last jab on his plans; A new threat emerges to merge strategies into a business deal - a deal that leads to the taking of Kiera's ranch.

“Never thought it would end up like this, Phil,” Natalie sighed, knowing that Kiera was onto their plan. “But I gotta say: this is quite the spot to put your project.”

“We need to figure out another strategy, I’m afraid.”

“Why’s that?”

“She showed up at my house last night. Harmon laying underneath my own wife as she was drunk. The only credit I’ll give her is that she knows how to get under my skin.”

“So… She knows about what I’ve been doing then?”

“Evidently so,” Phil sighed. “Were you able to find out anything like I requested?”

“Yes, but I must warn you, she and her husband are not one to back down from a fight – you can’t take them head-on, but we can create a strategy to take pieces from them one by one,” She arched her brow. “But we have to be careful and really play it by the book.”

“Why? Is she going to string us up and have us hooked up to some lie detector or something irrational?” Phil scoffed.

“She’s more like a human lie detector… Phil, she was a second-in-command Case Officer for the C.I.A. She can bend the truth more than a lawyer can if she needed to.”

“That doesn’t scare me.”

“In a way, it should. And she knows that,” She sighed. “We need to wipe your slate as clean as we can because any negative mark will be another tally to her board—”

“She already knows the details about my project, I’m sure.”

“She only knows what you told me to tell her. "Keep the lion fed" or whatever that phrase is that you said." She giggled.

“Good that you followed my strategy. That information should keep her occupied for a while. What else should we do?”

“Well, start off by telling me who she could know in your circle. I’m aware you had a couple of friends in the military and police force—”

“That’s in Nevada, not Wyoming.”

“Didn’t you know some guy from Texas? Wasn’t he in the Marine Corps or something like that?”

“I know of two from Texas,” Phil chuckled. “Isaac and Phillip.”

“Well, with the digging I did last night, I’ve compiled an entire list that you’d probably want to see. You can use it for future reference just in case. And you know what I mean by that.”

Phil furrowed his brows as he took the notebook from Natalie’s hands, sighing deeply before opening it to look at her handwriting. “I’m sure you’re aware that Isaac has been dead for a couple of years now,” She began to explain. “His brother was written off as K.I.A before his records resurfaced from a hospital in Mexico City. He survived, of course, but you’d never guess who shot him.”

“Who?”

“Kiera,” She nodded, reaching forward to turn the page for Phillip to see her photo that Natalie had managed to dig up from the federal archives. “Shot him in the neck on a mission in Mexico. He was pronounced dead on sight, but I guess he had a guardian angel around him that day. He’s back on active duty after being cleared, but I’m sure he wouldn’t be opposed to plotting revenge.”

“That would be just a waste of his time—”

“Not when he has contacts, Phil,” She arched her brow at him. “This can be a last resort or if she attacks first, although it’s likely she won’t. We’ll just have to play our cards right.”

“Who’s to say contacting him isn’t a last resort?” He arched his brow.

“We can’t have anything go wrong with this, is what I’m saying. We just need to find a face for this fight.” She explained, “A new face that you can still stand behind in this fight.”

“Use my face,” A stranger blurted from nearby, entering the conversation after eavesdropping once he heard Kiera’s name, knowing exactly what the pair were planning. “For the past couple of years, I’ve been doing the exact same thing you’ve been trying to do for the last two weeks. Aside from Charles Dutton’s passing, I’ve thought my plans would’ve been easier. Well, all Duttons are the same – so I’ve come to the same conclusion: I can’t beat them alone. Tokala Absaroka,” He introduced, offering his hand to Natalie for greeting. “Chairman of the Confederated Tribe of Wind River.”

“That’s a… Very interesting name.” Phil chuckled, nearly offended that Tokala didn’t offer to shake Phil’s hand first.

“I’m a great descendant of the Wind River Tribe,” Tokala smirked. “My great grandfather is Washakie: the last great chief of the Eastern Shoshone.”

“Interesting. Phil Jenkins.” He said, offering his hand towards Tokala.

“A pleasure.”

“So, how can we help you?”

“My apologies, but I thought she was the one calling the shots?”

Phil chuckled, “I like the way you think. She calls the shots, I approve them, because I’m the one who writes the checks.”

“Not anymore if you’ll allow me to do that, too?” Tokala replied, offsetting his gaze back to Natalie, sensing that she had more control over the situation than Phil did as well as being comfortable with being arrogant. Tokala wasn’t only a descendant of a confederated tribe, but he was also a businessman for many years to do the exact same thing he knew Bud Dutton to do: protect the very thing that was left to him. And in their cases, it was their land they were protecting, except the only difference was that Tokala was looking to expand the distance of his opportunities by annexing land into the reservation to protect it all while doing whatever he desired. He wanted to build a city – a place for his people to grow into their own community. A modernized tribe.

Natalie arched her brow with curiosity, “Well, Mr. Ab…sorooka? I’m so sorry, I can’t pronounce it – I’m awful with names.”

“Absaroka,” He corrected with a warm smile. “If you’re not confident with pronunciation, Crow will be okay.”

“Is that what it means?”

“Yes, which is ironic because my great grandfather was a chief from a different tribe who defeated a Crow chief in the 1850’s, making the East Shoshone a part of the Wind River Valley after 1851. I carry the bloodline for the Eastern Shoshone but have the last name of the Absaroka.”

Natalie nodded with acceptance, “Yeah, that is pretty odd. Best of both worlds, no?”

“You can put it that way.”

“Well, Mr. Crow,” She addressed with a giggle. “Walk us through your strategies—”

“Natalie, this doesn’t sound like strategy, it sounds like business. Business, I deal with.” Phil corrected her.

Tokala sighed, leaning his forearms on his knees and twining his fingers before speaking, “By what I recall, you have a subdivision that you can’t build due to an immediate change to your proposed power source. I can give that to you.”

Phil scoffed, “That’s a 70-million-dollar build. Impossible.”

“I’ll get a loan.”

“You’ll get a loan to help build a subdivision?” He arched his brow, nearly calling his bluff. “That doesn’t sound reasonable.”

“Neither does an Indian willingly wanting to make a deal with a white man,” Tokala shrugged, smirking. “But here we are. The loan is not for a subdivision, but a casino.”

Phil nearly rolled his eyes, sighing heavily before presenting his next offer, “I’ll lease you the land for a dollar.”

“They won’t give me a loan for the lease, we have to own the land.”

“Well, how much land do you need?”

“Phil—” Natalie trailed off in hesitation.

“35 acres for the casino. I’d also like 80 for the planned hotel and parking. You can choose the location and have design approval. I do have minimum square foot requirements for the casino and hotel as well as minimum room requirements, but I finance all construction, not you. We will provide your water, sewage, and electricity as well as build all roads in and out. I finance all infrastructure and once it’s all done, I lease your subdivision access to the infrastructure for one percent of the casino revenue.”

“Now why would I agree to that?”

“Because I’m offering to give you 20% of revenue as payment for the land.”

“How big will the casino be?”

“A 185,000 square feet on the casino floor and 450 rooms in the hotel.”

“Christ, that’s a $200 million build!”

“Three,” Tokala chuckled.

“Phil,” Natalie spoke up. “Don’t agree to anything just yet.”

“Sounds too good to be true, right?” Tokala added. “Probably thinking I’m too desperate to lie.”

“Assuming,” Natalie nodded. “This sounds like the deal of the century and we can’t be too careful.”

“The enemy of my enemy. I know we share the same. I was once Charles Dutton’s biggest enemy, now I’m going to be his daughter’s.”

“Let’s set up a meeting,” Phil offered. “You, me, Natalie, and our partners.”

“Of course. I’m free tomorrow. I can be at your office and arrange lunch.”

“Great. We’ll be there!”

“Oh, keep Dennis Dutton at bay on this,” Tokala advised. “He may be on your side of the battle, but he is the one that’s desperate, not I.”

#simonghostriley #simonriley #simon riley #simon ghost riley #call of duty #callofduty #simon riley x oc #call of duty modern warfare 2 #ghost riley #simon riley x og female

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chaomother · 1 year

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Okay I think I’ve got the list. I’ll elaborate if wanted but here’s what I think. Also 🦊, I’m so flattered, thank you so much. I definitely try my best so I’m happy it’s being recognized!

- Sonic (Angel, feel like we all already agree with that)

- Tails (Angel, just can see it)

- Knuckles (Fallen, he was made to protect the master emerald and became too aggressive and possessive of it so he was banished)

- Amy (Fallen, she loved humans too much and willingly left to live among mortals and fall inlove)

- Cream (Angel, again can just see it)

- Big (Angel, honestly I’m not 100% sure but this felt the best)

- Blaze (Demon, not because of her powers but I can imagine her as demon royalty who is mostly calm and collected but is absolutely dangerous if provoked)

- Silver (Fallen, meant to protect the hero who would keep the future safe but failed so the future is ruined. He was banished but told if he somehow stopped the current future he would be allowed his wings back)

- Espio (Demon, he’s noble sure but he’s still an assassin. The best in fact, can even kill high rank angels)

- Victor (Demon, he’s like the best hustler and knows how to hunt people down like a blood hound. But the scariest demon makes the best dad to little demons)

- Charmy (Demon, he’s just a little mischievous. He’s when your alarm doesn’t ring and your missing your keys. A little menace)

- Shadow (Fallen, come on. He loved the world and his best friend, but when she was murdered he grew vicious and heartless. He believes he can’t love anyone or anything again)

- Rouge (Demon, this just felt like the right fit. She’s the greed people feel when the push in all their chips at the casino even if the cards in their hand is bad)

- E-123 Omega (Jokes on you, he doesn’t have a soul, at least not like the others 😈)

- Babylon Rogues (Fallen, they all were best friends in heaven, the gave people the love to explore but when Jet was banished for becoming too selfish the others left with him and now find lost treasure together on earth)

- TC anon, okay this is part 1! I have more characters I want to do but I didn’t want this too long. If you think differently that’s also 100% cool and am interested to see what you think and why. Also again if you want more details on the backstories let me know and I’ll go into more detail. Hope you enjoy, see ya in a bit!

more under the cut!

"Here’s part 2 y’all!

- Mighty (Angel, he’s so sweet and protective. A guardian Angel in his core!)

- Sally and other freedom fighters (Angels, they all are protectors of earth too. Kinda like a valkyrie of heaven.)

- Scourge (Fallen, him and Sonic were twins but when Sonic kept getting rewarded for his good work Scourge got so jealous he tried to kill him. Of course he was banished into hell instead of earth and he absolutely tells everyone he was hell born instead)

- Sonia (Angel, high rank angel really. She’s super responsible and keeps everything moving)

- Manic (Fallen, he was lazy and didn’t care much for his duties so when he was kicked out he didn’t care too much. Of course he misses his sibs but they still talk)

- Tangle (Angel, she’s a brand new baby Angel. She’s so sweet and trying her best)

- Whisper (Demon, again assassin but is slowly becoming better due to being so close to Tangle)

- Sticks (Demon, in the same boat as Charmy I feel. More mischievous than evil)

- Surge (Demon, she believes that she can take Sonic’s wings and Halo by force and become just as loved as he is)

- Kistuname (Fallen, I can see him as a good kid. A good kid who just admired the wrong person and was influenced to help her. Helping out a demon is a no-no unless they are trying to reform. And surge is not)

- Eggman (Demon, kinda obvious)

- Infinite (Demon, a poor soul that when he saw his friends, his family really, die, his rage made him into a dangerous demon)

- Starline (Fallen, he inspired many for growing academically and was assigned to study demons so when the inevitable war against heaven and hell they can know what to do. But he became obsessed with Eggman and became more cruel and vicious so he was kicked out)

- TC anon (that’s everyone I could think of. Hope you enjoyed it! If you got other thoughts, I’d love to hear about them!)"

I NEED TO HEAR MORE ABOUT KNUCKLES AND SILVER... the takes on them being fallen angels is super intriguing to me, i can definitely see that you've thought of all this and have some worldbuilding lore present so i'm really curious!!

honestly i absolutely adore amy's—having her want to live among the mortals she loves so much in hopes she can find true love is just like her!

i can't say i disagree with anyone here tbh~ i'd like to learn more about shadow and why you think he'd be a fallen angel! (^q^) i'm so into this////

(and i'm sorry for the belated reply, tc!! :'( thanks so much for sharing hehehe)

#tc anon #heavenly hell au

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blazingauraheartworld · 1 year

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:> haaaai haaaaai hello Haaaai I had a bad day at work so if you don't want to see it, I'll keep it under a read more ^_^. I mean it! I try to keep most things separate and chill on here but it's been one of those days!! Okay!

Last chance!!!

Ok.

If you're going to a public place you should have your ID. I couldn't care less if you're five minutes walking distance from your house you best be carrying it on you. I'm so fucking tired of grown ass men crying and shitting their pants because they can't buy a five year old call of duty game cause they didn't bring it in.

"I have a beard 🙄" no fucking shit I can smell it from the door but I have to check everyone now cause if I just so happen to sell it to a secret shopper and I don't check I Lose My Job Immediately.

There is Zero tolerance cause too many old looking teens come in, they look "old enough" and some Mom comes in with the wrath of God on her side looking to get everyone fired. It's so no dumbass politician starts [another] war on video games corrupting the youth or some shit cause we're letting Little Timmy's play GOW without looking. Altho if I can be perfectly honest??? The former scares me more. I have to pull horses through a fucking scalding hot desert every day to get parents to consider not buying their kid gta 5 when the kid is 8 Years Young "oh they've seen worse oh, they already play it over a friend's house. Oh, I don't care, it's a gift." But the moment I let some 16 year old brat to buy it without a parent then I'm the One trying to harm their child. Oh, why didn't you tell me it had BOOBA in it?! They can participate in torture scenes but Lord Forbid they catch a glimpse of a tiddy! Also BTW they Do take those false claims seriously so I'd rather know 200% I tell every parent about as much content as I'm aware of so when I do have to defend myself there is no question on if I do my job right.

I can fucking see that you're old. Idc what another store is doing or if the Wal-mart employee isn't checking IDs You Are Here With Me and if you don't take the shit out you will get Jack. Also BTW Walmart changed it so employees have to put at least the year now and can't skip it like they used to so you're just wrong. But that's not news!

Why did you drive to the store. Without an ID. God Forbid you get pulled over. "uwu sorry sir I needed my fill of Fifa and the new modern warfare so I was speeding a little. But the girl didn't need my ID so you're cool too, right?? I live nearby -"

Ill fucking accept the paper Id's. The electronic ones work too. Your damn passport will be fine long as the year is present. You got a picture? Long as the face and dob matches then I do not care how it happens. You can borrow a buddy's card if you need to. No, you can't have a random customer use their ID. Yes, it's cheating the system cause unless your mom raises from the grave, it is now the Guardian's responsibility to present ID and I may then go over the ratings with them. No sir, the magnum condom for your wrinkled shlong does not count as a replacement ID. No sir, according to your purchase history you have not shopped with us in 3 years so you are not a "regular and can let it slip this time." We ID our regulars too. Our actual regulars know to take it out before we ask. If we do not know each other on a name to name basis then I do not know you like that to trust you to not rat me the fuck out to the rating cops

I understand forgetting but having a piss fest at the EMPLOYEE DOING THEIR JOB CAUSE YOU FORGOT makes You A Dick. Blows my fucking mind too when it's the same fucking dude too like you think cause it's someone different at the counter we won't ask??? Instead of changing your behavior you're going to keep walking in like the esrb doesn't even maaaaaater the rule is the saaqame bruh.

"I'm old enough and I don't want to take it out." OK. OK. So I'm not selling the game. An actual adult would learn to grow a fucking pair but clearly you skipped past that part of being a Decent fucking Person. You think I give a shit about your money???? About your Future Business? You could fuck off for the rest of time and it would not be Missed. Call corporate on me for doing my fucking job???? They can't tell me to not check IDs or make exceptions when That's The Whole Fucking Thing the Secret Shoppers are looking for. The moment I slip, that's it. And also BTW can't be hired ever again once it happens! So I'd rather lose out on a sale of 12.78 for a dying franchise > Paying My Fucking Bills.

"it used to be like x" yeah and then corporate came down from their mighty throne and changed the policy. Surprise! The rules change over time! Get enough threat of a Fine and any company would scramble to make sure the most untrained seasonal know at Least That Rule.

Gargle my fucking nuts .

#work vent #I am soooo tired I am soooo exhausted

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careeralley · 2 years

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How Old Do You Have to Be to Get a Debit Card?

If you were wondering how old your child has to be to get this type of card, it depends on the various providers. Age is one of the things that differentiates the offer that currently exists on the children's card market. So, how old do you have to be to get a debit card? What is the minimum age limit? For some service providers, the minimum age limit is 6, 12, or 13 years. Whichever bank or service provider you choose, one thing is for sure, these financial skills will come in handy in their stages in life. Children whose parents did not teach them self-control when it comes to money won't be able to establish a balance between saving and spending in adulthood, which is why psychologists believe they will most likely end up in debt. If you were wondering how old your child has to be to get this type of card, it depends on the various providers. Age is one of the things that differentiates the offer that currently exists on the children's card market.Click To Tweet What the experts saying Experts believe that it is better to introduce children to the financial world as soon as possible. Because children are extremely enterprising, creative, and imaginative at an early age and are well aware of the existence of money. Encourage children to be entrepreneurial Some children from a young age paint and make various objects, bracelets, and necklaces and sell them in front of their building. You must have seen in the neighborhood how children work together and make various items that they later sell. Children are very good when it comes to teamwork, they can cooperate, understand each other, and are much more honest and creative than adults. Therefore, why not introduce them to the financial world, so kids can have a carefree future later? By introducing them to the world of finance and slowly explaining it through various games and interesting things, they will acquire valuable skills for the future. Explain to them where the money comes from You must explain to the children that money is not to be thrown away, that it is earned by hard and diligent work, and it must be treated with respect. Especially to explain to them that money doesn't grow on trees, although sometimes it can seem to children that ATMs throw out money whenever you approach them, that's not the case in real life. We suggest you take them with you when paying your bills so that they can get an impression of what it looks like to pay the bills. Children need to know that there are things that are priorities to pay and they learn best from your personal experience. What is a children's Debit Card? Children's cards are accounts that parents open in the name of their children. When choosing a bank and service provider, carefully research which option is financially acceptable for you. Only a parent or guardian can open an account for a child. Parents connect the child's card with their bank account and transfer funds to it. With this type of card, a child can save, buy, donate, invest and borrow capital (from you). Mobile apps have lists for household duties, extracurricular and curricular activities, and hobbies. Adults can monitor the spending habits of their children Rewarding completed jobs but also punishing unfinished jobs Parents can block transactions they consider inappropriate for their kids. Best type of these cards on the market today In the last few years, this was a taboo topic, many thought that it was better to let the children enjoy their childhood carefreely. But many parents now are deciding to open debit accounts for their children because they can monitor what they do with money through mobile applications. Also, numerous mobile applications have various lists of chores, curricular and extracurricular responsibilities, hobbies, charity choirs, and many others that children must complete. We will single out some cards that have delighted parents around the world, such as award-winning BusyKid, GoHenry, FamZoo, and many more. What sets Busykid apart from the rest of the cards is that they developed a mobile app that suits parents and children. Parents can monitor how the child spends, invests, donates, and saves money, as well as whether he fulfills all the obligations foreseen for that day/week/month. Whichever option you choose, you will not make a mistake, but you will teach your children a skill that will be of great importance to them in the future. Read the full article

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Hi, I came across your tumblr and saw your post about your 1 June reading. So amazed with your deck from 20 years ago and your tarot journey!

Just wondering if your free reading is still open and may I please request one?

My initials are CHY, nickname is Em, and my date of birth is 11/8/94. Thank you!

Hi Em! Yes, my oldest deck was like a sleeping beauty, waiting for its prince charming 😁.

I've made a spread for you. Here it is:

1 – What you have now and will continue in June.

the Emperor

This is either you or some strong male figure near you, which has influence on what is happening. The ruler, the boss, the parent figure. He is confident, in control of his emotions, and an example of masculine energy.

2 – The talents and your creativity you will need in June.

7 of Pentacles

Patience is your virtue. You know that planting of seeds requires commitment to the long-haul, the journey. So you can wait for the long-term results.

3 – Coming challenges, what to be aware of in June.

10 of Wands

You may carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. Because you are hard-working and very responsible. Although helping others is noble, extending yourself financially, emotionally, or physically in the name of ‘helping’ can be toxic. Take a hard look at where your time and energy are focused.

4 – Your support in June.

Knight of Pentacles

Knight symbolizes a man between the ages of 20 to 40 who is loyal, consistent, and dedicated to a cause. Or it could be the recognition and responsibility that you will earn through your commitment to your work and the accomplishment of your given duties.

5 – The main things you have to do in June.

2 of Cups

Date? Why not! Go and meet new people, you`ll enjoy it!

6 – The source of your energy in June.

King of Swords

And again the strong male figure. He is very similar to the Emperor. So if it is not about you, then it is about the structure, routine, and level-headedness. The presence of this card in a reading indicates that you will need the help of a strong and honest man to get down the path you are meant to be on. You will likely be guided and coached by this person.

7 – From where you can expect help in June.

The Tower

Well, maybe there will be too much pressure from the side of the Emperor and you need to blow up everything? To make those changes because you feel it would help. Like very big and significant changes. It might be internal, like the overcoming of a personal struggle through a momentous and destabilising change.

8 – Your guardian angel in June (which power will guard you).

2 of Swords

Here it serves as a warning. If you have come to a crossroads and you are unsure of where to turn, you should bide your time and prepare yourself emotionally for the next step. Have a little peace, do not take action, and contemplate before taking your next steps or making any decision.

9 – The main result of June.

The Six of Cups

This card represents innocence, nostalgia, and positive thinking. It may happen that you will feel playful, compassionate, and willing to help others. Like a child, you will be feeling free of worries and ready to take on each day.

#tarot reading #anon tarot readings #free tarot readings

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arty-shadow-morningstar · 3 years

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Con Man's Daughter

Posting this because there isn't enough biodad! John Constantine content.

[Masterlist]

(Part 2)

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I feel like this should be a Damianette story or just platonic relationship after Jon got aged-up to seventeen and Damian wanted a friend his age but doesn’t want to admit it.

So basically there is this big bad in Gotham using magic that Batman was fighting at the time and enlisted John Constantine to help out.

John realizes that the villain is using a Miraculous.

“Oh. I think I know how he gets his powers. And lucky for you, Bats, I know an expert on this special brand of magic.”

And he did the smart thing and called up Marinette who at the time was already Guardian and was looking for other lost Miraculouses like in the Treasure Hunter AU I wrote.

He calls her at a really bad time. She was in the process of being chased by the guardians of the place. Monsters and evil spirits.

“Hello, Dad. What do you need and can you do it quickly?”

“Hey, sweetheart, it’s me. How is my little cupcake up to these days?”

“You called at a bad time.” Gunshots.

“WAS THAT A GUN I HEARD? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOUNG LADY?!”

“Somewhere in Japan. Getting a Miraculous. And why can’t you call me to check in on me and not ask me to help you with whatever mess you got yourself into.” More gunshots sounds and it was telling that Marinette was using a gun.

“Where did you get a gun? And don’t you have school?”

“It’s summer break. Don’t worry Maman and Papa know. Well, the fact that I am in Japan anyways.” Marinette sounded a little out of breath. Roaring and horrifying sounds at the other end. “Can we do this later?”

“As it happens, there is a villain going around Gotham with what I think is a Miraculous.”

Swears on the other end.

“Oi. Watch your fucking language, young lady.”

“How about a No and move the fuck back, old man. I am coming over right now.”

“Old man? I am not that old-” as a magic blue portal opens up in the Bat Cave.

And a red Chinese dragon comes out with someone riding it.

Its rider was a black-haired girl. She had a trench coat similar to Constantine's. I imagine her with a fedora. Like Carmen Sandiego style but not red. Sometimes red but only when she has to steal it from a museum or high security places and she leaves a name card with the name Carmen Sandiego. A sword strapped to her back and a dagger to her thigh.

She had a gun in her hand which she used to shoot the monsters as it was halfway through the portal and yelled out the spell to close it.

“Brilliant entrance but you are in lots of trouble, little lady. What were you thinking about going to another country unsupervised? And isn’t there still a butterfly problem in Paris?”

“One, I wasn’t unsupervised. I had Tikki, a billion years old being and a sort of god. Two.Well, it got boring trying to track Hawk-bitch down. And I found this legend about a guy with a Miraculous who disappeared in the temple and thought hey, more miraculous could mean another edge to defeating Moth-man.”

More bickering and John grounding Marinette who was acting very nonchalant about it.

Okay, at this point, I should say that Batman and Robin are in the background trying to make some sense.

Batman is surprised to find out that Constantine has a daughter who is also involved in magic like her Father but an apparently more specialised kind called the Miraculous. He is a little miffed that he didn’t know about John having a daughter. He did consider it weird at first that she had a slight french accent unlike her father’s Liverpool accent although she pronounced some words like he does.

He also connected some dots that she is also the Parisian heroine, Lady Rouge who Wonder Woman introduced to the League a while back and had declined to join the Young Justice or Teen Titans until everything in Paris was resolved.

Damian on the other hand was suspicious of the new arrival and came to the same conclusion as his father about the daughter thing.

Batman after a few minutes, clears his throat.

The Constantines stop arguing.

“Bonjour. Batman. Robin. Pleasure to meet you. I am Mari Constantine and yes, I am this homeless looking man’s brilliant daughter.” “Hey”

“Well, Mari. Your father thinks you can help us with this new criminal turning Gotham upside down. Literally in some cases. He said that you might be able to help us.” Batman said as he pulled up zoomed in picture of the Miraculous.

Mari looks through the Miraculous grimoire and tells them all about it and power-ups, basically the most effective thing to defeat the guy is to get the Miraculous off them. Plus a spell that would make the Miraculous ineffective if casted within a certain radius of it.

“Thank you for the information, Mari. Constantine, let’s go.”

Mari made to follow them.

“You young lady are grounded and staying here.”

“I don’t need another supervillain using the Miraculous which are my responsibility as Guardian to retrieve them for their own misuse and wreaking havoc on the city. And what if there is an akuma in Paris? I can’t go there if I am grounded in the Batcave although it is a cool place to hang out.”

“You can portal back to Paris but you are not going to follow me. Understood?”

“yes. crystal”

“Good. After me and Batsy get the Miraculous, you can do your Guardian duties.”

Damian snickers. Until Batman cut his mood short, “You are staying behind too. Robin.”

“But Father, why? I am much more capable than Constantine.”

“Hey!” Both father and daughter.

Damian is staying behind too because of the Miraculous power or other reasons and keeps an eye on Mari.

Damian stays behind and there were some protests about mari mad about having a babysitter and Damian doesn’t want to be a babysitter. Despite the two of them being around the same age.

“I got an eye on you so no funny business.”

“Okay, Dad, I am not going to have sex with Robin.” Mari said with a shit- eating grin. Robin definitely didn’t blush.

“I hate you sometimes.”

“I love you too, Dad. Go save the world. Byee.”

John eyes her suspiciously because she is not one to give up that easily usually.

He casts a spell to watch her as they leave. and which she totally knew about.

“So...I have one question.”

“Tt, ask and don’t bother me anymore.”

“Is Batman Bruce Wayne?”

Damian looks up, totally caught off guard.

“I am going to take that as a yes.”

Puts sword at her neck. “How did you find out?!”

“Opened up Google Maps and saw that we are under Wayne Manor. Connected the dots. Also I already knew when Dad made a bet with me once to find out Batman’s secret identity but he never did confirm it for me. And can you please not tell your father about this? I don’t feel like being interrogated by the Bat in the future yet.”

“Father must know about this.”

“I saw you looking at Scarlet here. An animal lover then? You can give her some belly rubs. She deserves it after helping me outrun those monsters.”

His silence was brought. To pet a dragon.

One thing after another and he ends up bringing out his pets-Jerry the turkey, Goliath the dragon-bat, Titus- and her introducing him to her other pets like a hellhound, griffin and other mythical creatures who mostly roam free but come to her when she calls for them and also the kwamis, at least the ones who came with her.

After 30 mins have passed, “So Robin how do you feel about disobeying our fathers?”

“I am in.”

“Depends. Are we going after the (villain's name) ?”

“Yes.”

Awesome montage of them getting rid of the spell John casted and flying out of the Batcave on their respective giant flying pets to the villain’s base.

Meanwhile, their fathers are not doing so well and are trapped in a death trap. John can’t say the spell because the villain made him unable to talk.

“At least, the kids are staying put.”

Cut to Damian and Mari jumping off their pets and onto the roof. Taking out the guards posted there and going into the building all sneakily and also taking out the guards that come their way.

They dropped into the room where their fathers and the villain is.

“Why am I not surprised?”

Villain starts an evil monologue about his mastermind plan to which Damian cuts it short by trying to cut him down with his katana. Mari goes to deactivate the death trap.

They are evenly matched with Damian’s training and the Miraculous.

Mari steps in as Damian was about to be killed. Taps on the shoulder of the villain and when he turns around, gives an awesome right hook that knocks him out.

Takes away the Miraculous and curses him. Wiped the dude’s memories of it.

“When I said stay in the Batcave, I meant stay behind at the Batcave. What point of being grounded, don’t you understand?”

“You mean, Oh, Mari, light of my life, my wonderful daughter, thank you for saving my ass. You are the best.’ by that, right?”

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Mari and Damian exchanged numbers and email addresses.

As she was about to leave the Batcave, “It’s been nice meeting you, Mr. Wayne.” and leaves with a wink.

John ‘ungrounds’ her for the look on Batman’s face.

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After this, Marinette and Damian become friends who bitch and vent to each other about their alter egos and various villains of their respective cities. (In codes, just in case) They also share updates about their pets and love of drawings.

They have that type of friendship where they trade favors. Mari calls Damian to Paris sometimes to help out with the akuma of the day and Damian sometimes calls her in when Bruce doesn’t let him go investigate a case so he can sneak out by magical means or as back up for when his brothers were too annoying to deal with.

It’s summer break so no missing school.

John and Bruce are aware of their friendship and some of the shenanigans the pair gets into behind their back.

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Right. how this all started...

John and Sabine first met when the latter was still in college somewhere in France. John was tracking down a demonic entity which was targeting Sabine for some reason and she was the next target.

John saved her life and exorcised the demon. There was a heat of the moment thing and they had a one-night stand. There were a few more flings and hook-ups after that night.

And nine months later, Marinette Cheryl Cheng-Constantine was born.

When Sabine first found out, she called John to come over and he thought that it was a call for another hook-up and was very surprised to find out that it was not and that he was going to be a father.

They both like each other but do not want to be in a relationship together so they both remained as friends and John agreed after some strong-arming at the very least to meet his daughter before he goes to do his job. And pay for child support. And help Sabine during her pregnancy.

Pregnant Sabine was someone you don’t want to mess with. And John has never met a demon or anyone scarier than her.

He was at first not into meeting his child and there was a self-pity party he threw himself with how the child was going to live a bad life because he was the dad and how he destroyed every good thing in his life.

That’s why he is going to meet the baby once and leave maybe a letter and the occasional birthday present and stay out of their life. Forever.

The day Marinette was born and it took one look into her eyes for the HellBlazer to fall under the spell and all of his plans to stay out of her life to burn away.

At first, he tried. He really tried but he couldn’t do it.

Lasted 4 months before he came back, wanting to place protection spells on her and sigils around the house to keep away the forces of Heaven and Hell and other entities so they won’t use her against him as a bargaining chip.

Sabine calls him to babysit. He could have refused and Sabine would have easily found a babysitter. He moans and whines about how he is a great mage and not a bloody babysitter. Sabine retorts that it is actually called parenting since he is Marinette’s father. He grumbles but in the end, agrees.

The great John Constantine is wrapped around the little girl’s finger.

He was around for some of Marinette’s firsts. Her first word was “John”.

It made him cry. He wasn’t a good man and he doesn’t deserve someone this precious. His daughter doesn’t deserve someone like him as a father but fate made it that way and what can you do about it.

After an exhausting week of doing the usual and coming back from Hell, he saw that Sabine had sent him a video. It was Marinette taking her first steps.

Chas swears that in all the years that he has known John Constantine he has never seen the man look so happy.

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When Tom came into the picture, John was there to take care of a toddler Marinette while Tom and Sabine went on dates.

Insert John threatening a much bigger Tom while holding a baby Marinette with wide eyes and hugging a teddy bear with the same coat as John’s. (It was something Sabine brought on a whim and to tease John when he came around.)

Tom is supportive and treats Marinette like his own flesh and blood.

John resolved to leave for good now that Tom would be there to be a father figure for Marinette.

That plan fell into the drain the moment he was going to leave for what was supposed to be the last time before Sabine pulled him back and knocked some sense into him.

His face was a big giveaway. Sabine knows that despite his claims of being a terrible father for Marinette, he was a good one and damnit she was going to make sure that Marinette would get to know her actual father.

Tom later made an awkward talk with John about how he was not going to replace John’s role as Marinette’s father.

Marinette was the flower girl at Tom and Sabine’s wedding. John was there too.

During bedtime, John would read her stories and use his magic to make it come to life. Although he would feel a little drained afterwards, it was worth it to see her smile.

Sometimes he told stories about his tamer adventures. (After cutting out some of the inappropriate bits)

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When Marinette was about 5 or 6, Sabine was out on an errand and Tom was at home with Mari and helping her with her homework. There was a crash downstairs at the bakery. Tom went down to check it out to find John lying on the ground.

With a weak cough, he said, “Close the door. Close it.” Before losing consciousness

Tom did before a man with pitch black eyes slammed against it.

Thankfully John had installed heavy wards around the bakery when it first opened.

They held against the demon on John’s tail. Tom brought John inside and unsure of what to do, grabbed a rolling pin on the counter.

The man outside started pounding on the glass door and every time his hands touched the door, light glowed outwards, showing the invisible magic barrier around the bakery. Sparks and steams fizzled with every pound.

Despite the reddening and burns of his hands, the not-human didn’t slow down.

“ʝօɦռ....ʏօʊ ӄռօա ȶɦǟȶ ɨȶ'ֆ օռʟʏ ǟ ʍǟȶȶɛʀ օʄ ȶɨʍɛ ɮɛʄօʀɛ ɨ ɮʀɛǟӄ ȶɦʀօʊɢɦ ȶɦɛֆɛ աǟʀɖֆ. օռƈɛ ɨ ɢɛȶ ʏօʊ,” He laughs, the sound sends chills down the large man’s spine, “ȶɦɛʀɛ ǟʀɛ ֆօ ʍǟռʏ ȶɦɨռɢֆ ɨ ɦǟʋɛ քʟǟռռɛɖ ʄօʀ ʏօʊ.”

Tom knew that Marinette’s father was a con man. Come on, Master and Practitioner of the Dark Arts and Occult. But he was a good father nonetheless despite all his flaws and Sabine liked him enough so that was good enough for him.

Before today, magic was just the sleight of hands and use of fancy tools to sell the illusions. Now, with a could-be-a-demon knocking on his door to get to the father of the girl he sees as his daughter, he’s not so sure.

“Tom? Qu'est-ce qui se passe? (What’s going on?)” A little voice came from the stairs, “Dad!” Marinette padded across the floor to the body of her passed out father.

She shook him awake and there were a few soft slaps to the face.

“Dad, what’s happened?”

John mumbles, “Demon…. possessing some rich guy….. Exorcism…. Doesn’t like me very much…Don’t worry...wards going to hold.”

John manages to stand before falling down and Tom catches him before he hits the floor. He has a concussion. Tom turns to Marinette, “Go, Hide and don’t come out until It’s safe.” which she did

Unfortunately, a while later, Sabine returns from her night out and the demon upon seeing Sabine. “ɛӼƈɛʟʟɛռȶ..”

The demon possessed Sabine and the previously possessed dude hit the sidewalk with a thud.

“ɨռȶɛʀɛֆȶɨռɢ....” The voice coming out of Sabine didn’t sound like her mother which scared Marinette a lot. “օքɛռ ȶɦɨֆ ɖօօʀ օʀ,”the demon pulled a knife out of thin air, ,“ȶɦɨֆ ɮօɖʏ ɢɛȶֆ ɨȶ.”

Tom hesitated until the demon put the knife on Sabine’s neck and put enough force for a thin line of blood to be shown.

He opens the door and the demon knocks him out. Stepping over his unconscious body and looking down on it, “ʄօʀ ȶɦǟȶ, ɨ ǟʍ ɢօɨռɢ ȶօ ʟɛȶ ʏօʊ ʟɨʋɛ ʊռȶɨʟ ɨ ǟʍ ɖօռɛ աɨȶɦ ʝօɦռ, օʄ ƈօʊʀֆɛ.” and cackles. The sound was so wrong and unnerving and little Marinette tried very hard for her sobs not to be heard.

Too bad the demon had super hearing. “Come out, my little blossom. Maman is home. Why don’t you come out and give me a hug?”

It sounded so much like her mother and she nearly believed that it was her mother and not some entity in control of her body.

But she knew better from John’s stories of dealing with demons and how they would use the voice of loved ones to lure them out and into a trap. (Definitely not something one should tell as a bedtime story but Marinette was very different and had an unconventional childhood with John Constantine as her father.)

Wait...she got struck with an idea but she wasn’t sure if it would work.

Before she could do anything, the door of the cabinet she was hiding in was opened and she was dragged out.

The demon lifted her a few feet above the ground by the collar of her dress.

It heard Marinette saying something. “աɦǟȶ ǟʀɛ ʏօʊ ֆǟʏɨռɢ ƈɦɨʟɖ, ֆքɛǟӄ ʟօʊɖɛʀ?”

“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.” Marinette was now screaming the words at the top of her lungs. She repeated the spell over and over again with fierce determination.

John, being his paranoid self, taught her the spell for an exorcism, just in case. Demons spared no one, not even a girl.

It screamed “NO….” as Sabine’s body contorted in strange angles before a dark shadow seemed to be dragged down into the ground. It made a desperate attempt to possess John before it was pulled away and disappeared. There was no sign that there was a demon attack.

After John woke up, he managed to piece together that his 5-years-old (Sorry 5 and a half) daughter sent a demon back to hell.

He was a very proud dad. (He was a tad worried about the consequences from this event and demons hold one hell of a grudge. He wanted his daughter to live a very safe and happy life. The bakery’s wards also need an upgrade.)

He also got the job of explaining what he actually did to Tom. And lots of reassuring.

Sabine, on one hand, was not happy that Marinette knew how to do magic. That is until John told her that he did it just in case so she can protect herself and later it was agreed that Marinette can learn some Magic spells and charms to better protect herself and when she is older, she can decide if she wants to continue or not.

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(Part 2)

#bio!dad john constantine #maribat #damientte #damainette #platonic daminette #maybe?#minor swearing

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hwasong · 3 years

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#ᴀᴛᴢ | 𝗯𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮!𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘇 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝗮𝗶𝗹

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: they get caught and you have to bail them out before the police find out they’re apart of a gang

ᴀ/ɴ: gn reader, implied violence

⤷ inspired by @lovesanmotion ‘s prompt from this headcanon <3

⟣ 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗝𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗚

“Someone bailed you out” The guard announces as he sticks the key in the lock, scoffing as he meets Hongjoong’s eyes.

The guard continues, stopping Hongjoong in the doorway, a cocky expression crossing his face “Next time, you won’t have chance for a bail”

“There won’t be a next time” Hongjoong stares at the older guard with a belittling smile, eyes briefly meeting the mans before he’s brushing past him, shoulder bumping into the police officers as a simple sign of disrespect.

Unfortunately for Hongjoong, you don’t look as happy. No, you’re literally glaring him down with your arms crossed over your chest paired with an unreadable expression.

“Sorry to keep you waiting ba-”

“Just get in the car, Kim”

⟣ 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗪𝗔

Seonghwa had got caught the previous night in the middle of an exchange and was immediately ambushed with little-to-no time to escape. He was immediately put in handcuffs and had to rely on Yeosang to get the message of him being arrested to the group. Well, at least before they authorities realised who he is.

He heard some commotion, though, fellow “prisoners” in the bailing cells whistling or rattling the bars as what seemed to be a visitor walked down the halls, barely out of his line of sight.

“Alright, you’re very lucky your [pronoun]’s here to bail you out” He hears keys jangling and sure enough, you’re standing beside the taller officer with an unimpressed look on your face. You told Seonghwa not to go that night. You had a bad feeling from the second he volunteered to go but he ignored you.

“Oh. Thanks baby” Seonghwa smiles awkwardly, hand scratching the back of his neck as a sign of embarrassment or shame. A simply eyebrow raise concretes his feeling of guilt at the small movement.

“Yeah? You owe me £150”

⟣ 𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗢

Yunho is in charge of weapon exchanges and he was unfortunately baited by the authorities. The meet-up spot had been ambushed and the receivers had tattled to the police who then sat in a stake out. Luckily, it was only a regular gun and not a military grade one. Yunho would have definitely been thrown in jail straight away and not in holding.

He heard you though, making a commotion at the front desk, presumably slamming stacks of money down on the desk until the guard let him out. It worked of course! A good bribe always does the trick.

Yunho offers you a small smile when you appear in front of him paired with the expression of a kicked puppy. For a man who had been caught exchanging weapons, he looked eerily similar to a child who had been caught doing something they weren’t supposed to do.

“You’re going to make this up to me, you know that?”

“I’m already planning it..”

⟣ 𝗞𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗚

Yeosang stole money from an ATM. Yeosang also got caught. Did I mention Yeosang, the notorious “H3H3TM0N” or “ATZ Pretty Boy” got caught using a fake card to steal money from an ATM, as a skilled hacker? No? Well now you know.

You’re undoubtedly pissed off, already having dealt with the other members barely escaping getting caught a few days prior and having scolded the boys earlier for their behaviour. You left Yeosang without supervision for an hour and now here he is in a holding cell with his head hung low.

“Just bring me to him” You sigh, rubbing your hand against your head as a sign of frustration, trying to wear away at your stress before you muster the strength to shout at Yeosang once again.

“This is why you don’t date thugs” The officer makes an off handed comment which you scoff at, ignoring him as Wooyoung runs over to the cell to begin mocking the hacker. ( Yes you brought Wooyoung. A little moral support wouldn’t harm anyone. )

Yeosang hangs his head in shame as he quietly walks out of the holding cell, offering his hand to you and you grab it with a little more strength than necessary.

“Hongjoong and I will deal with you”

⟣ 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗦𝗔𝗡

You knew that Choi San’s cocky attitude would always get him in trouble, and especially one day with the authorities. His ego and extreme confidence would only lead to his demise one day. Lethal or not.

He still smiles behind the bars, pearly whites on a display frame behind a perfect grin. His eyes sparkle under the lighting too - although the yellow lights surely does no one a favour here, he makes it work.

“Wipe that smile off your face, boy” The officer scowls as he aggressively jams the key into the lock, glaring at San’s positive attitude. San continues to smile though, throwing a hand out to gesture at your very displeased being.

“How can I not when my baby is here!” He almost giggles, charging past the officer and nearly knocking him off of his feet as he jogs over to you. You’re still frowning as San throws his arms around you and nuzzles his head against your own.

“Your baby ain’t happy to see ya” The officer observes as he walks past the two of you, raising an eyebrow at your position between San’s arms.

“My darling, I’ll make this up to you~”

⟣ 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗜

Mingi, although extremely tall, looks harmless with his boyish smile and soft eyes. No one would expect him to be apart of anything dangerous, so when he was caught with some suspicious items on his being he was thrown into holding and they contacted his ‘guardian’. Who knew his baby face would come in handy?

“Oh? I thought that you would be older..” The man sitting at the front desk observes as you inform him why you’re at the station. You simply hum though, waiting for him to receive the BFG. (ironic - really)

He comes out with a charming smile on his face, receiving a lecture from the man who still assumed that Mingi was a teenager about to participate in antisocial behaviour.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to ground him!”

⟣ 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗚

Wooyoung was caught due to his cockiness. Although his ego had been brought down a few pegs by yourself he still had his narcissistic moments. That was exactly why he got thrown into holding when he didn’t get caught through a crime, but when he mouthed off an on-duty officer.

The young man was only thrown in for about 10 minutes before he started causing trouble by singing obnoxiously, telling the officers working anecdotes from his days and by ratting his jewellery against the cell bars.

“Take him.” The officer practically begs you, almost throwing Wooyoung at you by the collar of his silk blouse. Wooyoung is of course himself, throwing his arms around you as he plants kisses and announces his love for you as you graciously “saved him from these evil men!”

⟣ 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢

Jongho had thankfully only been caught speeding with some suspicious items on his being so he was temporarily thrown into holding while they examined his vehicle. They contacted his emergency contact and it turns out that because Jongho is Ateez’s baby, the whole squad pulled up along with you.

The officers seemed a little taken back with the eight of you crowding the front area but they still brought Jongho back out to the group who were currently teasing Jongho who was about to get scolded by not only the leader but his partner.

As the two of you settled into the back of San’s black car, you leaned over to Jongho and whispered harshly “You’re going to regret being so stupid Choi Jongho”

please give me feedback on this longer style of writing 💛

#ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez drabbles #ateez hongjoong #choi san x reader #seonghwa x reader #mafia ateez #ateez mafia au #jongho x reader #hongjoong x reader #yunho x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #yeosang x reader #mafia ateez x reader

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