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jade-of-mourning · 1 month

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no no no you’re entirely correct I absolutely understand what you were saying in your response to my last ask. honestly I entirely expect in the case street shithead mako gets dumped on anyone from canon they’re cooked but like. teenage korrasami especially. what you were saying was absolutely entirely what I was hoping for because it’s actually written in coherent words (more than I could come up with)

also I’m so happy you’ve given me a name. I’m honestly a little embarrassed about how much I yap between here and my atla SIDE BLOG (it’s not even my main and it’s so bad 😭) which is why I use anon,, but I might (!) man up and js send normal asks soon !! ALSO YOU THINK IM FUNNY??! TTHANK YOU!?!??!

okay so much to say,, trying to organize thoughts,, mako is absolutely the most bitter, petty, angry, vitriolic, mean little twelve year old ever (justifiably, honestly) and the way you understand that is. I’m in love with you. and bolin would absolutely have everyone hook line and sinker then drop a one liner that makes them realize he’s just as bad as his feral raccoon brother.

and I didn’t even think about it that much but a grieving teenage mako would absolutely be the scariest fucking gang boss,, like he would be out for BLOOD. the idea that he has somewhere to direct the anger was actually the point of the au so I’m really glad you pointed it out because zolt gave mako a target in this situation which only fueled his anger which— yeah. you get it.

bolin is mako’s anchor to life before he learns to be a person on his own (which I truly believe is part of why none of his relationships worked out—he couldn’t get what he needed from them and couldn’t give what they needed) so losing him would absolutely send him off the deep end. dying of starvation or something would probably make mako spiral to his own death while murder would make him abandon his distance from the worst corruption of the RC underworld and sink his claws in deep.

however. I was thinking last night. plot twist where bolin is alive. where has he been this whole time? (I don’t know) find out next episode! what happened to him? (if I figure it out you’ll be the first I tell) find out next episode! it’s s1 canon at the point he comes busting into the triad hq with korrasami and the police and mako is about to fuck them up with lightning but bolin looks just like their dad so he stops and like. dramatic reunion.

so then mako’s life collapses because he built all of this—his criminal empire—on the knowledge that bolin was dead. he didn’t have to worry about his little brother’s safety or naïveté because there was no more little brother to protect. but now he was helping the police and the avatar and the richest trust fund baby in the city break in?? if he doesn’t fight, he gets arrested. if he does fight, he risks hurting bolin, who’s been alive all this time. he doesn’t want to be a criminal if there’s no reason—he just didn’t care enough to not be without bolin.

he asks bolin what he wants him to do, because it’s always been about what bolin wanted—that’s who it was all for. bolin says he wants his brother back.

so mako, eighteen years old and covered in nasty lichtenberg figures he definitely got kicking zolt’s ass (or maybe even learning/using lightning) cuts a deal with the police to collapse the majority of gang function in RC by the request of his 16 y/o little brother who looks like he would cry if he stepped on a pretty flower by accident.

mostly unrelated but I firmly believe mako (and all atla/tlok characters tbh) has wayyy heavier scarring than he does in the series and esp the comics. like,, he and bolin especially are not growing up on the streets then looking like they were raised in a quaint middle class house on some side street. give him scars from fistfights. burns and scars from using half-learned bending wrong (earth or fire—they were both bound to make mistakes) burns from their parents’ death, learning lightning gone wrong, etc. I want my boy banged up and bruised. and honestly I love a good facial scar cause you know it has to have been bad to have stayed and it really distinguishes a character who has Seen Shit (see: Itadori from JJK. I don’t really watch JJK anymore but from what I’ve seen he’s experiencing the horrors quite consistently lately)

I was also having like,, thoughts, on the avatar mako au, if you’d like to hear more about them?

thanks for listening to my yaps yet again!

your favorite 🐌

hi snailon! because i'm looking at the bottom of the ask right now YES PLEASE send in stuff about the avatar!mako au i would actually combust and die. i might have to start writing this before i finish any other projects just bc you hype me up so much and it makes my brain whirr jkgfdjkhghdfb

also i'm gonna cut here so this doesn't kill anyone's dashboards haha

i don't mind all the mako thoughts!!! in fact they bring me extreme joy whenever i see posts lol. if you have no audience then i'm dead ig :P

bolin would absolutely have everyone hook line and sinker then drop a one liner that makes them realize he’s just as bad as his feral raccoon brother.

NO ACTUALLY mako is the outwardly unhinged one but bolin has sooooo many issues that are fantastically repressed, buried in trauma, and coped with through humor and sweetness until he opens his mouth and the most insane thing like recounting some horrific gang tales or going dumpster diving for dinner comes out. (well, that's canon bolin, but the horror would be much more palpable in a ten year old.)

also yes one of my favorite things about the potential of writing a tiny!mako is that i get to write him as the petty asskicking shithead that his canon self is desperately repressing in an attempt to be presentable to society. mako it's not going to work i'm sorry i can tell that you are full of so much pent up rage and one day you're going to explode and — actually i'm writing that what the hell that'll be fun

okay i just wanna say that i love your au of bolin-is-not-dead sm and i would actually kill to read it. please keep dumping that in my inbox if you're too self conscious to post about it on your blog but like i'm dying what i love that sm. i don't have a lot to add on to that but i'd always be happy to hear more! though:

so mako, eighteen years old and covered in nasty lichtenberg figures he definitely got kicking zolt’s ass cuts a deal with the police to collapse the majority of gang function in RC by the request of his 16 y/o little brother who looks like he would cry if he stepped on a pretty flower by accident.

this juxtaposition is such a funny mental image

also responding to the "unrelated note" — you are so right tbh. mako & bolin definitely did not get proper medical treatment for the stuff they sustained in their childhood so stuff that might not be a big deal for others is going to be a lot more prone to scarring. idk why but i really like the idea of mako's hands being kinda fucked up considering his fingerless gloves deal. up until book four, you really don't catch him without gloves except events of the tanktop, largely around bolin. i just think it's a neat concept. and ofc we all know that he's like the only guy in both series to not flaunt around half naked which my gay ass isn't mad about but idk i just think it's such a source for potential. there's a couple older mk fics regarding that floating around on ao3 which is where i got it from i think lol :P anyway yeah i too love all characters to be physically beat up, just a little bit as a treat you know dhjjhbfjhsbhd both mako & bolin should definitely be more scruffy lmfao

ANYWAY i'm so sorry that this took two days to answer; last couple days have been wild and my brain's been exploding haha. i hope i didn't miss anything and if there's anything specific from this ask that i did miss just. like. send it in again fgdjkgdfhdfgj anyway hope you have a good day!

#lychee acquires and answers asks

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antiloreolympus · 2 years

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10 Anti LO Asks

1. wasn't it literal myth canon the cycle of overthrowing the kings stopped because of zeus swallowing metis? because it was prophesied she would give birth to a son who would overpower zeus, but the child ended up being athena who is super loyal to zeus. so rachel does enough research to know zeus swallowed metis to make him look bad, but purposely ignored the context and the results of it to push her stupid plot along? i thought she respected the mythology, why is she purposely lying now?

2. um. why did demeter's coat change colors entirely in that post 💀 im begging them to use color sheets thats just ridiculous omg

3. ok so does that post not just confirm rhea is dead then? gaia and metis too? or as dead as you can be as immortals? big fan of murdering all the supposed super powerful women (who are still easily overpowered?? and forced into marriage?? fuck off) for the sake of making persephone special because she wont be eaten and will ~choose to marry~ instead. maybe persephone will eat kronos instead and be even more super mega op now. i wouldnt put it pass rachel to do that.

4. More so to add to the "fertility goddess" stuff. Gaia was the EARTH'S fertility, not biological. She's the OG mother godess, sure, but her domain was never about childbirth. Rhea was the Goddess of Cycles and Menstruation, NOT Earthly fertility, and Hera, as that post said, was also the fertility around children, so neither of them are the same as Gaia, nor is Gaia the same as then. That post is 100% right in Rachel's lack of actually saying what "fertility" is only makes it more confusing.

5. RS being so openly in fan spaces is a huge problem the comic. In her need to "make the fans happy" the story becomes weaker because of far too much fan input. We saw this directly in the walking back of the AOW because some fans were upset P wasn't "being their cinnamon roll" and now she comes across as a weaker character for it. We're also seeing this now in potential retcons to P's age and trying to redeem Apollo. I get it's to appease them, but a confident writer shouldn't have to do this.

6. I feel like the combo of "modern setting" with "learning about the world" really doesnt work in LO, because if it was an ancient fantasy setting, then yes we would like to learn more about it because we have no familiarity with it, but in making the Underworld just a carbon copy of any modern day city, it makes the "Persephone learns about the world" seem really boring? Like her learning about an ancient kingdom of the dead is interesting, her learning about what a movie theater is is not.

7. This isnt even purely an LO thing but the most frustrating thing to me is just knowing there's so many well done comics on Webtoons that if they were given even a quarter of the attention and promotion the company gives to LO that those comics would also blast off in success too. Why do you think Suitor Armor, Boyfriends, and Everything is Fine all skyrocketed into success so fast, especially the latter two? It's because the company promotes them. I wish they'd do that to more of them.

8. deadass do not get the stans who go "if you dont like it then dont read" to stop any critique because like ok, if you dont like our criticism then dont read it then 🤷🏿‍♀️ seems pretty simple to me. its a two way street.

9. I really hate the "you guys just overanalysis everything it's just entertainment 🙄" like .. ok? Why are people not allowed to have opinions and critiques? Because we all know if we held these same fans to this, they'd get pissed they couldn't critique what they wanted (which trust me, LO fans LOVE to hate on PJO, TSOA, etc) The policing of others who dare to not think exactly how they do and saying critically consuming media is "ruining the fun" says way more about them than any critic, tbh.

10. TBH i sorta wonder if LO would be so much better if before it was published WT said it could only have a certain number of episodes. Like what if it was only allowed 100 eps? So much filler and unneeded plots would be cut completely and the actual focus would have to be on developing HXP or else it'd end incomplete. Like sorry, the majority of the comic could easily be cut and it would be so much better for it. Letting Rachel add more and more to it only makes it a lesser product in the end.

#anti lo #lore olympus critical #anti lore olympus #lo critical

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cyber-phobia · 3 years

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What if good dad!afo au (which is so BLAND for this au can we call it second generation or smthn bc two brothers) also had afo!izuku? Anyways, im thinking this au goes something like this-

Hisashi is not a good person. His menagerie of titles like "scourge of the underworld" and "king of evil" will tell you as such. However, that does not mean he isnt a good husband and father. Izuku, little izuku, was born only a few months ago, and in that time he has been the joy of hisashi's life. He is trying his hardest to be a good parent to the baby, and will try his hardest to be a good parent to the toddler and child and teenager. Thats why, when his three precognizance quirks all told him in tandem a major event is going to happen to the grandchild of his previous enemy (his favorite out of the bunch, too. How such a smart woman gave the quirk to a buffoon like toshinori will always evade him) he quickly found his way over to the family home of the shimuras.

There, in the wreckage of the home, sat one shimura tenko, blood and dust on the hands he watched so carefully.

"Hello, child," said hisashi, his tone low and voice quiet. Its the voice he used when izuku was fussy early in the morning. "What happened here?"

The boy scrambled back, careful not to touch anything. Touch-based, then, probably 5-point. "S-stay back!" Tenko's (shimura's, hisashi chided himself, he hasn't even been introduced to inko yet) eyes were wide with fear and tears, and his palms flip-flopped between facing out and in, as if he couldn't decide which was safer. Hisashi walked closer anyways, not too close, but enough to show he wasn't scared of the boy.

"You won't hurt me, child." Hisashi said, a small smile on his face. He crouched down to his level, fancy shoes crinkling in the debris.

"What?"

"I have my ways of keeping safe. For now, I can keep you safe, too,"

Tenko (Shimura, shimura, shimura) hunched in on himself, leery and cautious. "How can you do that?"

Hisashi hummed. "Well, it's my quirk. I can, ah, borrow other people's quirks. Which means if your quirk acts up, i can borrow it to keep us both safe."

Tenko's eyes softened, the gaze changing from fear and suspicion to something akin to hope. Then, suddenly, he looked away, his voice almost too quiet to hear. "Can... can you borrow my quirk?" And then a hastily added, "I don't want it right now."

The quirk-greedy part of hisashi screamed at the chance. Such an obviously powerful quirk, freely given? Of course he would take it and never give it back, finders keepers, after all! The good-parent part of hisashi quickly squashed this. This is a hurting child who needs support, not more trauma. Finally, after a long silence, hisashi states, quite simply, "I will, child, but i need two things from you."

Tenko gasped, tensed, and said ever so carefully "what things?"

Hisashi kept his voice steady, the same baby-soothing tone, though his mind screams at the meer implication that he wanted to hurt tenko in any way, he swears after this hes going to be a good samaritan and have every child abuser in a 20-mile radius march to the nearest police stop, he might be a force of evil but he has standards- "First, your name."

The boy pauses. "Shimura Tenko,"

"Well, Tenko- can I call you Tenko?" Tenko nods, "Thank you for letting me call you that. The second thing i want is for you to come home with me. See, my wife would yell at me for hours if i just left a child like on the road." Tenko's eyes were slowly filling with stars, like he had just been given a new life. "So what do you say, Tenko? Do you want to go home with me?"

Tenko's furious nodding nearly dislodges a chunk of drywall.

Four years later, little eight year-old tenko would pop into hisashi's office. "Dad? D'you have my quirk?"

Hisashi's eyes narrowed, but a quick glace showed that, yes, tenko was holding the doorknob with all five ungloved fingers. "I don't, and in any case, this is rather dangerous-" hisashi started to lecture, only to be cut off by a scream from inko. Already rushing to the kitchen where she was making a loaf of bread, "Honey?! What's wrong?"

There, on the floor of the kitchen, sat izuku, looking at his hands with a look of intense curiosity. Inko came up to his side, panic evident. "Izuku dissolved a spoon! You didn't give izuku tenko's quirk, right?"

"No? What would make you think- oh. Oh!"

"Oh?" Chorused inko.

"I think izuku's quirk came in," said kid looked up, a bright smile on his face.

"Really?! You think so? I was wondering why you guys had glowing ball in you chest- you, daddy, you have a bunch, its so pretty!" Izuku is bouncing on the balls of his feet, his words trailing off into a babble of ideas and possibilities and how cool that boy katsuki would find it.

Hisashi interrupts, asking, "what do you mean glowing balls, izuku?"

"Oh, you guys have these balls in you that look different, maybe they look like the quirk kind of? And when I focus really hard, I can pull it out of them and into me," izuku's tiny hands move frantically with each word, until they stopped suddenly and dropped to his side. "I'm not in trouble, am I?"

Inko takes this, quickly soothing with, "oh, of course not, sweetie! We just wanted to know what happened, that's all."

"Now, izuku, do you want to test something?" Hisashi asks. When izuku responds with an enthusiastic 'yeah!' Hisashi playfully draws out his words, asking "Do you think you could push the quirk back into tenko?" And, as izuku thinks, hisashi quickly hands an apple to tenko from the counter. Izuku squeezes his eyes tight, tensing his whole body, and then the apple in tenko's hand starts to dissolve.

As izuku exclaims in joy and possible tests to do, hisashi hears tenko mutter a sardonic "well, his quirk came in well."

I absolutely loved this but I can't help but wonder if this started as a small idea and then got incredibly out of hand.

#fic rec #fan fic #good dad afo

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vikingqueer · 3 years

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music recommendations because i have some thoughts™

i don't wanna be that person who's like "my music taste is so weird lol" but i find that very often most of my friends don't really care for the music i like so i thought i'd just make a long ass post about it on tumblr instead. Fair warning, I'm very passionate about MIKA and The Mechanisms and so this very quickly got VERY long because it is part of my ongoing campaign to convince people to listen to mika and the mechs.

1) MIKA in general, but especially My Name Is Michael Holbrook (2019) and No Place In Heaven (2015) (especially the Deluxe version!!)

MIKA is a kind of British singer (half Lebanese, grew up in France blabla), and you probably know him for Grace Kelly and Relax, Take It Easy from his first album Life In Cartoon Motion from 2007. He writes a lot of FUN music, interspersed with the occasional slightly sadder song, especially when looking at an album like No Place In Heaven, which contains a lot of songs with gay themes, resulting in some songs that are just a little bit ouch. He's originally classically trained and has a frankly RIDICULOUS range and idk he just writes very good pop music. Also I have so much respect for that time he talked about how a lot of pop is very fake, with like expensive cars and stilettos and mini skirts in the snow and said "Because I walk down the street, and I don't see any of that. I see fat women and gay men. I don't know... That's real". He's written 5 albums; My Name Is Michael Holbrook (2019), No Place In Heaven (2015), The Origin Of Love (2012), The Boy Who Knew Too Much (2009), and Life In Cartoon Motion (2007).

For starters, I recommend listening to Last Party, Origin Of Love, Grace Kelly, Blame It On The Girls, Blue, Happy Ending, Pick Up Off The Floor, Last Party, Underwater, Tomorrow and Tiny Love (yes this is a long list but i REALLY love MIKA). If you want a slightly broader palette that's not just my favourites, I recommend the Mika starter pack on spotify.

2) The Mechanisms. I warn you. I am making this a thing. I have been obsessed with the mechs since last march.

Boy, where to start? The Mechanisms were a British 9 member space pirate story-telling cabaret that "died" in January 2020. They rewrite songs to fit retellings of various stories. I don't even know what genre I'd describe them as, but probably folk but steam-punk?? Their 4 "main" albums are concept albums, and I honestly just recommend listening to the from beginning to end in chronological order. A good way to get into the mechs is also to listen to UDAD and then watching the live show on youtube or alternately try giving Death To The Mechanisms a listen, to get good quality live show audio of TBI and various other stuff. Also, it was streamed on YouTube and someone combined the footage with the album audio and it rocks. Really, I think the mechs' best selling points are honestly just their concept albums:

Once Upon a Time (In Space) Their first album from 2012. I'd say this is the most "easily digestible" for the general public, since it's a retelling of various fairytales. So, what if Old King Cole was in fact not merry, but rather a cold-blooded dictator, intent on colonising as much of the galaxy as possible. What if Snow White was a general, looking to avenge what King Cole did to her sister, Rose. What if Cinderella was to be wedded to Rose the day that King Cole attacked in order to kidnap Rose? But y'know, In Space and also like every other mechs album it's a beautiful tragedy. Fave songs are Old King Cole, Pump Shanty, and No Happy Ending.

Ulysses Dies at Dawn You guessed it, it's a story about Odysseus, or Ulysses because I guess Ulysses is easier to rhyme or fit in the meter or something, idk. Ulysses is a war hero of unknown gender who is said to keep something that could take down the corrupt Olympians, meanest families in the City, in a vault to which only they know the passcode. Oedipus, Heracles, Orpheus, and Ariadne have been hired by Hades, who happens to be The Mechs' quartermaster Ashes O'Reilly, to get into Ulysses' vault. I didn't care much for udad at first, but honestly it's got some real bangers and the story is really good. UDAD weirdly stands out as the only of the concept albums to not feature any gay relationships, per se. Fave songs are Riddle of the Sphinx, Favoured Son, and Underworld Blues.

High Noon over Camelot This is my favourite mehcs album. So basically, this is Arthurian legend, but it's a space western and Jonny D'Ville does a bad southern accent. This is the story of the cowboy lovers Arther, Lancelot, and Guinevere searching for the Galfridian Restricted Acces Interface Login, or GRAIL, in order to stop their world from falling into the sun. Meanwhile, Mordred and Gawaine are ruling Camelot, and Mordred has convinced Gawaine to try to establish peace with the Saxons by whom Mordred was raised, but Gawaine hates viciously. If you love getting your heart broken and songs by a fucking off the rails batshit preacher I HIGHLY recommend hnoc. Fave songs are Gunfight at the Dolorous Guard, Blood and Whiskey, and Once and Future King. Honorary mention for Hellfire because it awakens something animalistic in me.

The Bifrost Incident TBI is the frankly only good adaptation of norse mythology I've ever known of, and I say that as Dane who was literally forced to learn things about norse mythology in school because it's my heritage or whatever. I've been listening to TBI a lot lately because it's VERY good. It's definitely the most refined of the mechs' albums (because it's the newest) but also I just love a little bit of cosmic horror. 80 years ago, Odin, the All-Mother, ruler of Asgaard, launched a train through the wormhole Bifrost that would reduce the travel between Asgaard and Midgaard from 3 months to 3 days, but things didn't go quite as planned. Lyfrassir Edda of the New Midgaard Transport Police is trying to solve the case of why suddenly the train has arrived 80 years late; to figure out whether it was accident or maybe it was sabotaged by Loki, who was allegedly sentence to death her murder of Baldur, by the Midgaardian resistance led by Loki's wife Sigyn, or maybe by Thor, who was to take over after Odin, and who holds quite the grudge because he used to be a friend of Loki's. You might've heard the song Thor from this album, it's apparently quite popular. Fave songs are Loki, Ragnarok III: Strange Meeting, and Ragnarok V: End of The Line. Yet again an honorary mention: Red Signal because while Lovecraft was a bitch, his invocations are fucking RAW.

Basically, the Mechanisms do all of their performances in character as captain first mate Jonny D'Ville, quartermaster Ashes O'Reilly, pilot DrumBot Brian, master-at-arms Gunpowder Tim, science officer Raphaella la Cognizi, doctor Baron Marius Von Raum (neither a baron, nor a doctor), archivist Ivy Alexandria, engineer Nastya Rasputina, and The Toy Soldier, who is, as usual, present. You can find very obscure lore about the crew of the Aurora here, tidbits on Tales To Be Told and TTBT Vol. 2, such as One Eyed Jacks, The Ignominious Demise of Dr. Pilchard, Gunpowder Tim vs. The Moon Kaiser, Lucky Sevens, and Lost in the Cosmos.

If you feel like listening to a full 40-50 minute album to find out if you like a band is a bit much, I recommend listening to one of the mini stories Alice, Swan Song, or Frankenstein, which are about 12, 5 and 9:30 minutes respectively.

3) The Amazing Devil You know that guy who played Jaskier in the Witcher? I got into The Amazing Devil from spotify recommending them because I listened to the mechs, and apparently Joey Batey from The Amazing Devil is the same Joey Batey who was in the Witcher. Both him and Madeleine Hyland are VERY talented singers and songwriters and their second album The Horror and the Wild makes me go out into the forest and SCREAM. I listened to it on repeat for like a month straight. I guess they'd also be considered folk, but like. New Folk. Also yes, this is another British artist, I don't know why I'm like this. I've never really gotten that into their first album, Love Run, but King slaps. As I understand there's this whole lore about the Blue Furious Boy and Scarlet Scarlet, Joey and Madeleine respectively, but unlike the Mechanisms it's actually possible to find out things about the actual real people and harder to find the obscure lore? I'm open for people to please help me. Fave songs are The Horror and the Wild, Farewell Wanderlust, and That Unwanted Animal, which is literally a third of their second album, but again. I haven't really listened to Love Run that much, and I just LOVE the harmonies on THATW. (also im gay and dramatic leave me alone)

4) dodie I have so much love for this woman. Like many others, I first knew dodie as doddleoddle on youtube. I think I first stumbled across her in probably 2015, because I distinctly already knew her before she released her first EP Sick of Losing Soulmates in 2016. I think I watched probably every video she's ever made in the span of a few weeks. I just loved her quiet sound and was absolutely HOOKED. Also she's actually the reason I got into MIKA originally, so thanks for that. Dodie just realeased her first album Build A Problem (in addition to her three EP's; the one mentioned above, You, and Human) and it slaps. Yes dodie is also British Fave songs are probably Monster, Rainbow, and In The Middle.

5) Cladia Boleyn Unfortunately, Claudia Boleyn only has three singles and that's it. She's been making content on youtube for quite a while, and that's how I first discovered her. I don't know what genre her music is, but I like it. The songs are Celesta, George, and Mother Maiden Crone, of which the latter is my favourite. I'm not saying Claudia Boleyn invented women in 2017 when she released Mother Maiden Crone, but she did. Also you guessed it, Claudia Boleyn is British.

6) Hozier I'm not about to tell you about Hozier. You know who he is. Listen to Nina Cried Power, Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene, and Shrike. Also Hozier isn't stricly British in that he is definitely from A British Isle, but Ireland is not part of the UK. Give me a break.

7) Oh Land Oh Land IS DANISH. I like her early music best, because I'm not that into the electronic sound. I guess Oh Land is just you regular old pop, but with the occasional weird vibe? Oddly enough, I like her first album Fauna best. Unfortunately I haven't really listened to her newest album Family Tree much, but it seems good? Fave songs are Frostbite, Love You Better and Family Tree. I cried on the bus, first time I listened to the Danish version of Love You Better, Elsker Dig Mer because my mother tongue always just hits harder. Also Frostbite is Oh Land doing a duet with herself which is pretty cool.

8) Oysterband This is a live recommendation. I mean they're a decent folk band and all, but they're a fucking experience live. If you like folk and you ever get the opportunity to see Oysterband live, do it. Unfortunately, yes. They are British. Either way, they are incredible on a scene and I think they deserve a mention for that.

9) Ben Platt Honestly don't know much about this guy, but he's not British and he was in Dear Evan Hansen. He released an album in 2019, Sing To Me Instead, and I just think it's a good album, there isn't really not much more to it. Fave songs are Grow As We Go, Bad Habit, and In Case You Don't Live Forever.

and thats all for now. this has been a ramble. shout out to you if you actually read all of this, especially the mechs part.

#music stuff #amalie.txt #music recommendations #mika #the mechanisms #the amazing devil #dodie #claudia boleyn #hozier #oh land #oysterband #ben platt

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dramagamergirl · 4 years

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Day 3 - Love Unholyc

Third Day

Chat 1:59 am Sweet dreams

I can't sleep I'm so tired +Hi

Sure, I like that I want to chat with you face to face... +Hi

I want to see your startle face. +Hi Something big is going to happen if I faint one more time...

Sujee deserved it. You did the right thing +Hi I think you overdid it considering she didn’t do it on purpose

Maybe she doesn't like you being with me? — Maybe she is paralyzed in love with you? What's your mom like?

Chat 08:43 am William’s heart

Yeah, I'm right here — Why did you call me twice?

That pink haired human has a name and its hi +HI did you worry about me a lot?

Were they that important? but what's done is done. What should I do —

I recharge some yesterday night so it's okay! — We should look at it under a positive light its half full. Not half empty! I don’t think I can remember all of them You're right. I don’t listen to anyone so cheer up. —

Oh right! It’s the black Sabbath okay. I'll be more careful — Hi calls

Chat 10:36 am My dear friend!

Wow, your profile picture is so pretty — lol I was kidding; you know me all too well

How did you know that?? Are you worried for my wellbeing? — it's refreshing morning if that answer the question I don’t feel so great —

They were more attractive than unholycs — I still have a long way to go

To think you would find joy in my misery — I'm glad you actually find my situation amusing I don’t have any intention of forcing them to do my bidding — Our power doesn’t work against other unholyc

You have your butler though Why don’t you hang out with humans? — Huhu, wish all u want! — I will deliver your message to William

Chat 11:24 am Cat is recovering!

Yeap, 100 percent I survived thank to Hi +Hi Yes, I did! I skipped because I felt lazy and tired —

I wanted to see you too...you should have stopped by +Leo Good job. You can't just throw your life away like that. I didn’t notice! Sad I felt much better this morning all of a sudden +Hi Hi image

That’s because you drank too much yogurt lol You have a sweet tooth too hi? +Sol Great! I pulled it off — I guess he’s not fully recovered yet. We need to take care of him until the very end. I'm happy enough to be able to talk to you guys +Sol There are so many things that I want that I can't even list them all

Sol Image

Ah! Did you want to have my slippers? .. So cute lol +Leo

Bird poop That’s ominous Don’t you think you should rater clean it that chat about it here? Hahaha —

Sol Calls

Chat 13:46 pm Big Sister!!!

Who is this? — Okay, thank you

Where did you get my number? Haha Nice to meet you too +Sol

What jeeps him so busy? — Did Sol ever have a girlfriend?

Hey Hello? +Sol Excuse me?

Chat 14:32 pm I have a question

Yes, boss! I wanted to talk as well lol —

He called me sister in law lol Don’t punish him, he was a nice person. —

lol Are you checking on my meal status again? Yes, I did — No, I didn’t

Something else? Theres nothing, we’re fine mmm, the truth is... No, never mind —

I am one who made the decision. You don’t need to. +Sol William is not as irrational as he might seem lol

Chat 16:37 pm Memory from school years

I will take that SOS! +Leo Hi Leo, I'm not busy!

Application requirement? Can Hi translate? +Hi

I think those who write negative comments online are all psychopath Why would people spend time writing such a thing? +Hi

Why won't you make a costume for hi? Hi, so smart! +Hi

That’s Sol’s privacy I bet 100 +Leo

Sol Image Leo must enjoy physical activity. — Aren't you a professional model?

Sol isn't good at drinking? +Sol Oh. The story sounds pretty interesting!

The story doesn't match with how Leo looks I want to see Leo get tired +Sol

I like how manly Sol is That’s right. I like how soft and warmhearted Sol is —

Lol Sol... you are really upset Treating elderly well. That's amazing —

Chat 18:58 pm Strange vacation

Do you think he told her about my story? 30 pairs of slippers? +Hi

Didn’t you say the sign was no longer there? Maybe she’s talking off a little longer? —

You guys must be close to her She’s going to be fine +Hi

Maybe it was someone looked like her? +Leo Maybe she just wanted to take a rest

Sol is so reliable and competent I really wish she’s okay +Sol

I like sweet things too! +Leo How can Sol handle so much sugar?

Chat 19:43 pm Man From underworld

Sujee, you must visit Ripeato pretty often? Are you close to her too, Sujee? —

Don’t you think saying that can hurt Sol’s felling even more? +Sol Why don’t you use different way to describe him?

Sujee, you are being rude — are you talking bad about Sol’s friends?

Sol has enemies?! They want the Ripeato’s street? How bold! —

Sol, does this put you in danger? — Sol. Don’t you have intention to solve the issue by force?

Everything is centered on Hi for you, Sujee — Do you know these people, sol?

It Feels like we are mingling into something dangerous — Can't we just report the case to the police?

Leo you must have been busy? Leo, I am still here! +Leo

Sol is as normal as we are Sol must be aware how concerned you are, Leo —

How did you get close to her, Leo? +Leo How did Sol get close to her, Leo? +Sol How did Hi get close to her, Leo? +Hi

I am too, I've got so much to do I'm fine, pretty free +Leo

Chat 20:21 pm Don't tell others

Urgent matter? What is it? — Are you okay??

I won't until you come. Don’t push yourself too much, you don’t have to come if it's difficult —

Chat 21:24 pm Advance from human female friend

I'm just doing my work I just talked to sol —

Sol is not a gangster — No. I didn’t

I think you are You are worried about me? —

You... Heard? That means those may not be true — He had lived such a though like?

Sol said he trust Ripeato employees — all the employees at Ripeato used to be gangsters?

Yes, I understand. Thank you — well a lot still doesn't make sense to me I only speak about Hi that I know — Something makes me think I know more about Hi than you do

Chat 21:45 pm Sol’s last words

Don’t worry, sol will take care of everything! We haven't heard from Hi either, right? —

Hi, lets calm down a bit. I'm sure that what Sol wants Don’t be sorry. You must have been so busy... We have startled you +Hi

Nothing much He sounds there is some issues + Leo

Does sol get involved in fights often? Sol is super strong, so he's going to be okay, right? —

Leo, you really do understand Sol too well +Leo What message did Sol leave you with?

Why do you have to be there early the morning? Im so glad you are coming early —

Okay, I will stay strong +Sol I can't calm myself down from worrying

Story21:53 pm Emergency Close down, Ripeato

No options

Story22:34 pm Waiting

Sol! Are you okay? I was waiting for you +Sol

Should support him standing — Should Tell Sol he’s swatting a little but I worried about you too — We can't even worry a person who is taking care of himself?

How come you sound surprise by that? — Mm, I think?

That’s right, I am upset +Sol Nope, why would I feel unpleasant

Stop, get a hold of yourself! Let's finish this up first, okay? +Sol

Sol, can you do it with less power... It hurts if you do it like that, so let's loosen it up a bit. Be good, okay? +Sol

Sol is there any issue that you are afraid to share with is? Sol it may be just a feeling. But it seems you become a lot more talkative when I'm around —

#love unholyc #loveunholyc #unholyc

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sunlightwoo · 3 years

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Pull It

ღ pairing: demon!mingyu x demon!gender neutral reader

ღ genre: angst, mentions of blood and descriptions of death and murder and this is gonna hurt-

ღ wc: 1572

ღ plot: You were a ruler of the underworld for over a century, no recollection of anything from your past life until he arrives and finds you again, but this time it was different because he wasn’t human anymore.

ღ a/n: The long-awaited sequel/prequel to the one demon!mingyu timestamp is finally here!!! I think I really loved writing this since I came into hone with the overall story of it and Im happy with the turnout of it! I hope you liked this as much as I did, and the inspo for this oneshot for ten happening is based on this pov of psycho by red velvet!! dedicated to the homies @viastro and @omgnctchina <3

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Being one of the most terrifying rulers of the underworld was getting boring to you, seeing as though that the idea of everyone being in a state of fear because of your tyranny wasn’t the same anymore. You’ve spent over a century figuring that out, watching as you gave millions of souls every day different death sentences because of the sins that brought them to you in the underworld, including the nasty ones that you had to throw into your lagoon of lost souls.

You were bored.

Picking at your fingers and messed up skin from the amount of times that you were burnt from the times that you had to torture some of the souls with your firey powers, you wondered how much longer you had to stay down here. The reason for why you ended up here in the first place was a distant memory that you couldn’t remember for a while, up until you no longer cared to go back to the human world.

The sound of someone yelling breaks you out of your thoughts as there was someone new being brought in to be presented to you, the sounds of their anger and pain resonating throughout the room that made you curious.

Who was this person that was so filled with fury and rage this time around?

It wasn’t until the sounds of shackles being tossed onto the ground and a person’s grunts after getting their breath knocked out of their system that made you pause for a moment, recognizing who the person was almost instantly. Your heart was pounding in your chest loudly as you looked into the eyes that you were once familiarly in love with at one point, making your stomach churn at the sight of him after so long.

Here in the underworld stood the same individual that was deemed as the richest CEO that got everything because of his successful father up in the human world, the person that you once found solstice in because of his warm nature that you fell for.

“Kim Mingyu.”

His name easily rolled off the tip of your tongue as you stared into his lifeless form, unknowing that he became a demon moments ago when he woke up just right beside the lagoon of lost souls. The both of you were having a wordless match to see who would speak up until you did with your arms in front of you, your stare never faltering as you stood in front of your throne and looked at him.

“How did you find me down here? You shouldn’t be here, Mingyu.” You asked him, not understanding how the human’s soul was able to find you, the ruler of demons in the underworld when he should’ve been in heaven since it has been over a century since you last saw him, you think.

“I didn’t ask to be here this late, sweetheart.” He retorts while giving you a cold glare, making you think about what had happened the last time that you last saw him as you realized that he was right considering if he was already dead, then why did he not get here the same time that you have arrived?

But was he dead?

“Are you dead?” You mumbled while furrowing your eyebrows at the latter and watched as he turned around to show you the bullet hole in his chest, the memory of your last encounter with him as you were now remembering your past life as a human.

“It was your fault that I ended up here in the first place.”

You weren’t supposed to be here.

It was the late hours of 3 in the morning as you had snuck into the building of your boyfriend’s company, looking for the thing that you needed most at the moment because of the time that you were wasting. Papers are being rustled with and you were becoming more and more stressed as you couldn’t find the exact files that you needed in order to prove your parents’ innocence and to clear your own name.

Coincidence was what you wanted to call it as you were standing in the middle of Mingyu’s office in distress, knowing that you weren’t supposed to fall in love with him because of your morals. It was his family that ruined yours, making you have to scrape the bottom of the economy when all this time, they could have the answers to just clear everything, but you couldn’t find the evidence of it.

Where the hell was it-

“Y/N, what are you doing?” You hear someone say from behind you as you look at the individual in the eye with tears pricking your own eyes, seeing it was Mingyu, who at the time came back to his office in order to pick up extra work for the weekend.

You froze in your spot knowing that you were caught red-handed, seeing as though things were still out of place as there was nothing that could save you right now. There were sounds of police sirens wailing in the background from maybe miles away, and you knew that it must’ve been him that called him because he could’ve known about your plan the entire time. Did he?

“How the hell did you even get in?” He asked in confusion, making you want to stay quiet as you couldn’t bear to tell him that you broke into his office, only to look for the files that you had been looking for all these months in order to save your family from more debt.

“It was left unlocked.” You gulped, not wanting to explain yourself and you could tell that he wasn’t buying your act while he continued to step forward closer to where you were standing as he looked at you with a stern look.

“Were you looking for this?” He suddenly says while holding up a thumbdrive that you easily recognized, making you heat up in embarrassment and you knew that you were done for.

Of course he would have it.

“Mingyu-”

“Did you even love me?” He rasps out in disbelief and puts the item away in his pocket on his shirt as you could see the red rims around his eyes from how hard he was trying to not break down in front of you in the moment, and you were speechless.

“Of course I loved you.” You whispered back, your voice nearly cracking at the tears that were starting to to trickle down your face until you pulled out the metallic item that you had been hiding in your pocket in case it had led to this and pointed it against his shirt pocket, “Which is why I need you to give me the flashdrive, Gyu.”

He doesn't say anything as you continue to hold the gun to his shirt pocket and it was like a stare off as the police sirens continued to grow closer to where you stood in the office. It wasn’t until you pulled him close that you left one last kiss against his lips, one that you decided to give your everything into as you felt him kiss you back and pulled the trigger that was in your hands.

Time freezes as you watch the life leave his own eyes by the time that you pull away, your eyes glossed with tears as you watch the crimson red bleed from where his heart was located. There were no other words exchanged between you both, as you knew that he was already dying and you had to leave before you could get caught by those that were getting closer.

“It’s for the best, Kim Mingyu.” You whisper quietly, letting his body fall limp against his office chair as you made sure to have gotten rid of all traces of what you left behind.

And that ended up being your last moments before you were suddenly sent to the underworld after jumping out of the window from where you last stood.

Blinking back to reality, you wiped the tear that was slipping down your face away as you finally remembered that you were the one that sent the bullet to the back of his head, killing him before you vanished to rule the underworld once more for a century. You remember how his last words of finding you again to wreak havoc on you haunted you to this day, and you remembered everything the longer that you were looking at the demon in front of you.

You realized then in the moment as well that if he had just arrived in this time period, then where was he for a century?

There was no other words as you continued to stare a Mingyu, who was looking at you with the coldest look that could’ve killed you if it could, and thought about how he could’ve became a demon, unless there was a different circumstance that he could’ve chosen when he was on his way to heaven.

“Did you drink a demon’s blood?” You murmured with widened eyes when you finally came to the conclusion as to how he could’ve transformed, meeting his own eyes as he was now amused at how you were able to connect all of the dots that were right in front of you.

“I had to find a way to find you, didn’t I? Now we can finish what we started in the first place, sweetheart.”

#tctwriters #svtwritersnet #fallin for you #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #seventeen oneshots #demon!seventeen #demon!seventeen au #kim mingyu #mingyu imagines #mingyu scenarios #mingyu fluff #mingyu angst #seventeen

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simpsiren · 3 years

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to have and have not.

lee taeyong x reader

“losing me is better than losing you.” - losing you, wonho

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description. being close friends with the leader of one of the biggest korean gangs in the underworld wasnt already tough, a big situation falls into your laps that only makes your bond with him even stronger, and maybe perhaps having love to bloom in the process.

genre. mafia au, fwb to lovers au,

warnings. none except for a lot of shooting cudndn

word count. 6,733

a/n. here's a taeyong x reader ff i came up with. its not much but i still hope youll enjoy it :D

lee taeyong. most people, or rather regular people would have a shiver sent down their spine if they heard this name, even if they didnt know how the man looked like. taeyong was, and still currently is very well known in the underworld, but above it as well. he's a well known gang leader amongst all the other gangs that work under one man, mr david chong. basically the mafia boss trumping above all gangs. the police have never been able to catch him, no matter how hard they tried. the policemen would either get shot and killed one by one due to his great ability of using a mere pistol, or would just be killed by taeyong's gang members before taeyong would even appear in their sight. all in all, lee taeyong was a scary man in many ways. not to you though. you found him interesting.

when you were caught hostage by one of the gangs along with one other women you didnt know, and you have the great lee taeyong to get you out of there and have you work under him for debt in a way, you did owe him a lot when a bullet was mere seconds awayfrom going through your brain. you found out that the women who know work under taeyong as well is named val. now, you didnt have much work to do honestly, you would be lounging around in the arcade basement most of the time. you were only told to do small tasks that wasnt that horrifying in any way.

"im dying of boredom!" you whined as you sat up from the very comfortable velvrt couch and faced yuta, who was off duty for tonight. "doesnt boss have anything he needs me to do? i wonder why he even took me in" you folded your arms and rolled your eyes as you let your body slouch and sink into couch. "no one is doing anything right now M. the boss is trying to plan something big from what i hear." yuta shrugged as he took a sip of his vodka. all the members in the gang call you either mal or m, it was a shortened version of your long second name malvisko and you liked being called mal. "yeah well fuck that. im gonna go sleep." you stood up from the couch and waved a small goodbye to yuta before exiting the arcade basement to head to your bedroom, or not.

you tip toed across the halls, making sure no one sees the fact that youre slowly making your way to the boss's office. you arrived at the door without being seem by anyone and right before you were about to open the door, you see jaehyun, taeyong’s right hand man. you looked up to meet his gaze. “you’re here to see mr lee?” you nodded slowly, intimidated by how cold he looks, but no one can beat the gaze of taeyong. “he’s currently feeling stress. try to calm him down a little.” he pats your shoulder before walking past you and disappearing into the hallway. the only person who knows your true relationship with taeyong was jaehyun, and you consider him to be a friend more than a colleague.

you stepped into the room and closed the door behind you. you see taeyong behind his desk with his laptop. he wore his wearing casual attire, which was a hoodie and sweatpants, along with his glasses. you see papers scattered across the table. you slowly walked up to stand beside taeyong. “hey, tae. how’s work going for you?” you placed your hand underneath taeyong’s chin and kisses his cheek lightly. taeyong sighed and took off his glasses and rubbed his temples. “almost all gangs are now working under bishop. what’s worse is that he’s working for that idiot david chong.”

you placed both your hands on his shoulders and massaged them gently as you bit your lip, not entirely sure of what to say. “that sounds pressurising.” you whispered. taeyong scoffed in response. “im going to take revenge on them for killing my brother. he wasnt even involved in this shitshow. ill figure something out.”

you knew about taeyong’s past. you knew that he has worked under mr david chong since he was little but decided rebel, leaving to start his own gang. but now, mr david chong wants him back and will do anything to do so. taeyong is a “precious specimen” as what mr david chong kept calling him. a man who was extremely smart and living in a monstrous world, he did everything he could to survive. it only made his instincts so much stronger. taeyong was like a wild beast in a wild forest, not many were able beat him. you felt honourable for the fact that taeyong lets you know his past. the other members know about it as well, but not as much as you did.

“rest tonight, tae. i want you to sleep.” you leaned forward from behind and whispered into his ear, gently planting light kisses down his neck. taeyong sighed once more and pulled your hand from your shoulder and turned his chair to face you. taeyong pulls you to sit on his lap. “now’s not the time to be doing stuff like that. im sure you know that well.” taeyong glares at you with his piercingly dangerous eyes. you giggled softly, resting your hands on his chest. "i was just advising you to rest, nothing more." you winked teasingly. taeyong scoffed in response and made you stand up. he walked past you and towards the bed, falling onto it almost instantly. you followed suit and sat beside him at the edge of the bed. "youre right. i have a ton of things to do tomorrow." taeyong covers his eyes with his forearm. "im having jaehyun guard you while im away too. its getting dangerous with a whole army of high ranked psychos coming for me. theyll definitely go for those i most treasure before capturing me."

you took a deep breath. "be careful alright? come back to me safe." taeyong chuckled, shaking his head as he sat up straight, going close to you and pecking your lips. "cant exactly do that without having either a bullet in me or a broken rib, but ill come back alive." taeyong wraps his arm around you and pulls you in for a quick kiss before pulling away. "now go. i dont want my men suspecting anything." you nodded and stood up and walked to the door. before you walked through the door, you went back to taeyong to give one last kiss before leaving him for the night.

you were walking down the dimly lit when you suddenly bumped into someone. you looked up to notice it was jeno. one of the younger guys in the gang. "what were you doing boss's office?" jeno asked innocently. you licked your lips nervously, trying to quickly think up an answer. "its fine. i know what you are to him." jeno folded his arms as he smirked widely in a teasing manner. you quickly looked around, making sure you and him were alone. "no one is to hear that you know. im just his friend.. with benefits." you whispered to jeno. jeno giggled. "sure mal. anything you say." he mocked you. "shut it. if taeyong knows that you know he'll probably threaten you to keeo quiet. its good enough that im already warning you." you rolled your eyes and before you were about to make a turn towards another hallway, you look at jeno's way and pressed your index finger to your lip.

you headed to your room and slept as perusual. lucky for you, nothing happened to you that night. taeyong is always scaring you by saying that anyone can kidnap you in the middle of the night, at any time. but god knows taeyong would never let that happen. when you wake up in your large bedroom in your large bed, you looked towards the coffee table to see jaehyun sitting on the comfortable chair, drinking coffee and using his phone. you signalled jaehyun by coughing, making him look your way immediately. "good morning, miss." you sat up from your bed and yawned, turning your head to the full body mirror beside your bed and seeing how terrible you looked. you slipped out of your soft white mattress and grabbed the silk robe, wearing it on before walking over to the coffee table.

“i told you. you didn’t have to call me miss. im your colleague for shit.” you said as you took a seat across jaehyun. he placed the cup of coffee he had in his hand on the table. “sorry, mal. im just used to calling you miss since you have a strong relationship with taeyong.” jaehyun doesn’t look up at you as he quickly glanced his eyes over the words on the newspaper. “jeez im telling you. we’re just friends with benefit. nothing more.” you huffed and folded your arms, slouching into the seat. “by the way, apparently jeno knows about me and taeyong. just keep an eye on him.” you grabbed the cup of tea that was on the table and took a sip. “the gang will be in an uproar if word gets around” you whispered, staring down at your drink. “i will.” jaehyun simply said.

you carried on with your day. most of the gang members are out today. probably because of the big plan that taeyong is doing. he probably also has some gang members to follow him. jaehyun would be with taeyong most of the time but he needed to take care of you since taeyong trusts him with you the most. you could understand. they had a long history together.

“can we please go grocery shopping and cook homemade food? im tired of buying take out.” you whined as you stabbed the fork into the friend chicken that you ordered from kfc. jaehyun took a sip of coca cola and hummed. “im not sure if its safe mal. taeyong wouldn’t want you to be wondering around in public.” you pursed your lips. “but i have you to protect me.” you pouted at jaehyun. he raised his eyebrow in disgust and sighed. “ill call taeyong and ask him.” you shouted a loud yay which made jaehyun flinch back, using his finger to cover his ear as he rolled his eyes and took out his phone to call taeyong. you were trying to hear his conversation with taeyong at the other end of the line by placing your ear close to jaehyun’s phone. you smiled as jaehyun ended the call. “alright. get ready to go. ill wait outside the room.”

you nodded happily as closed the door when jaehyun walked out, skipping your way towards your wardrobe and picking out a simple outfit to go to the supermarket. you made sure you hair looked neat and grabbed your purse and walked out to meet jaehyun. jaehyun leads you out of the hideout and gestured you to get into the car. taeyong normally rode this car but for some reason he chose to take another one to run his errands. you waited as jaehyun gets into the driver’s seat and starts driving to the nearest supermarket.

you two arrived at the supermarket. you realised that it wasnt at all crowded since it was practically 3am in the morning. you only see a few high school students around buying a snack and headed out in a flash. jaehyun helped with pushing the trolley while you picked out ingredients to make jjajangmyeon. you figured that it would be best to make a big batch so that the rest could be saved as leftovers for the other members when they come back in the morning for breakfast. jaehyun kindly offered to pay and the both of you headed out of the supermarket, with jaehyun carrying the groceries.

“thanks for taking me out. its nice to take in some fresh air instead of being couped up in the hideout." you turned towards jaehyun to give him a bright smile but later noticed that jaehyun was looking around suspiciously, his eyes scanning around his surroundings as if the scanner in his mind has detected danger somewhere near you two. you kept quiet for moment, getting scared and you slowly got close to jaehyun. "get down!" jaehyun screamed at you, dropping the groceries and he wrapped his arm around you and drags you to hide behind the car when suddenly a bullet was fired to your direction. you froze, tilting your head up to see jaehyun quickly pulling out his gun from his back pocket, arms streched out to the ground, ready to shoot any second. "its a fucking sniper." jaehyun whispered to you as he looked up towards the buuildings oposite the car, trying to find which building the sniper was stationed at. you didnt know what to do, you were afraid, scared, many feelings were flowing through you. all you could do was look down at the ground, and trust jaehyun with whatever he was doing.

"we're going to get in the car and im going to drive us out of here before the sniper can take another hit, got it? just get into the car as quick as possible and duck down. make sure that he wont be able to see you through the window." you nodded as you quickly processed jaehyun's instructions. "on my signal." jaehyun had his eyes glued on the tall buildings, it was late at night so you could barely see anything, you could never imagine how jaehyun was even able to spot the sniper.

"now!" you immdiately opened the door and got inside the car, closing the door and ducking your body down so as to not be see through the winodw. jaehyun hopped into the driver's seat in a flash and started up the car. you were panting nervously as you felt the car moving at high speed. you heard another bullet being shot at the back of the car. you whinced as you tilted your head up to see jaehyun with his phone beside him, his phone being placed on speaker mode as he called taeyong. "something happened. a sniper tried to shot mal. im heading back to the hideout now." jaehyun said. you heard taeyong shouting a loud 'fuck' before hanging up the call. jaehyun kept silent as he drove you back to the hideout in full speed. in less than 10 minutes, the car was put to a stop. you hugged your purse and you started slowly sitting back up. you looked at jaehyun, who's head and eyes were scanning the area again. jaehyun got out the car and walked to your door, opening it and signaled you to get out, you continues hugging you purse to your chest tightly as you quickly ran towards the hideout and got inside, with jaehyun following you behind.

you took deep breaths and watched jaehyun you looked extremely wary yet calm and collected. you were almost killed and jaehyun looked chill, although you doubt he felt like it. "taeyong's coming. wait for him in the main area." you folowed his instructions and took a seat in the couch of the main area, which basically consisted of a single couch and a very large table. the main area is where everyone would gather if they needed to plan something together, like breaking into a house and sorting out the escape routes etc. you werent part of those meetings but you were always there at the doorframe to see what taeyong and the others were talking about.

you took out your phone, not seeing any messages. you sighed and shoved your phone bac into your purse. it didnt take long for taeyong to come rushing through the door and placing himself on the couch, sitting down beside you and hugging you tightly. you nervously placed your arms around him, seeing the other members aloqly coming into the room. you let out a soft 'uh' into taeyong's ear, signalling taeyong to pull away from you since there were many eyes on you, wierded out that taeyong is being way too touchy with a gang member.

taeyong immediately noticed you hint and pulled away, coughing as he walked toward the huge table and slammed bot his arms down. "bishop is coming, in no time, theyll find out about our hideout and attack." the gang members begin to gather around the table. jaehyun however was standing with his arms folded behind the couch. "splint into groups and disperse. we cant be gathering in big groups like this. leaders take charge." you see the leaders of the sub groups, which were taeil, winwin and johnny nodding their heads to their boss. "those under me. stay low. dont do anything reckless. although it applies to everyone so." taeyong shrugged and sighed, rubbing his temples. "okay thats all. everyone head out tomorrow morning. im calling the leaders in the future to give further orders."

everyone said their goodbyes and exited the room one by one. jaehyu was the last one to stand at the door and before heading out, he gave a look to taeyong, which taeyong responded with a nod and walked out, closing the door behind hi and leaving you and taeyong alone in the main area. taeyong turned towards you and took a seat beside you, looking at you up and down. "im so glad youre safe." taeyog brings his hand uo to cup your cheek and frowned slightly and hugged him tight, digging your face into his chest. taeyong held you close and strokes your hair slowly and placed a kiss on the top of your head. "im not gonna let you go out without me or jaehyun anyore. i cnt imagine what woud happen if you went out alone." taeyong whispered as he pulled away, looking at your face before pulling you into a deep kiss. he pulled himself away from you. "you must be shock from that. im letting you sleep in my room."

you nodded slowly and stood up, following taeyong out of the main area and to his bedroom, which is basically his office. he lets you go inside first and closed the door behind him. he immediately unbottoned his white button up shirt, taking it off and throwing it at the edge of the bed and took a seat on the bed. "why are you so dressed up? you only went to the supermarket." taeyong commented as his eyes scanned you up and down, your outfit looking too bold for going somewhere simple in the middle of the night. "its not often i get to go out of this place. i just wanted to look good." yoy stripped your clothes off till you were in your bra and underwear. you placed your clothes where taeyong's shirt was and picked up his shirt to put it on. "you look nice in my shirt."

you giggled you walked over to the bed and layed down beside taeyong. taeyong cuddled you close, your leg over his and you burry your head deep into his neck. "im going to keep you safe from now on." teyong said, planting kisses on your shoulder. "thats not what a 'friend' says you know." taeyong lets out a 'tsk' before closing his eyes. "sleep," taeyong muttered. you smiled softly and kissed his cheek one last time before falling asleep. to be honest, you didnt know what was yor relationship with taeyong. for now, you only wanted to think of taeyong as your friend with benefit. besides, how can a gang keader even have time to fall in love. you were only there to comfort him, seeing his soft side. you felt that his actions says more than what your relationship with him is, but you chose to not let you imagination wonder too far. you liked taeyong, but you never wanted to interfere with his work by having a relationship with him, thinking that you would be a burden.

the next morning you woke up to see taeyong who just got out of the shower. you yawned and sat up straight, waiting taeyong who’s abs were out in the open, immediately diverting your eyes to it. “you’ve seen it plenty of times but you’re always staring at it like its your first time.” taeyong said calmly. you blinked your eyes and gaze your eyes up at taeyong who was drying his hair with a small towel. you blushed and stood up from the bed. “i cant help it.” you shrugged and begin to unbutton taeyong’s shirt which you slept in and slipped into your own clothes. before you walked out to head to your own room, taeyong pulls you to him by the waist in a swiftly motion and planted a kiss on your lips. “shower and get ready by 9 at the main area. im having a meeting which you need to be there for.” you smiled soft and interlocked your hands with his before letting go and heading out to your room.

you quickly showered and changed your outfit into a more comfortable one, merely only wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. you shoved your phone into your back pocket and and shoved your hands into the sides of your hoodie and walked your way over to the main room.

when you arrived, you see the members that are grouped to be under taeyong standing around. you noticed that taeyong has yet to arrive. you see jeno hanging around the corner with jaemin. you headed over to them, since they’re the only ones you would consider close to. “mal! how was last night? did you have fun?” jeno asked, tilting his head and grinning widely with the smile of a cheshire cat. you furrowed your eyebrows and slapped his should, making him flinch back as he let out a hiss. jaemin looked at the both of you, confused. “what happened last night?” jaemin questioned you. you shook your head with a smile. “oh its nothing. i just played cod with mark last night.” you glared at jeno who still had his smile on. you rolled your eyes and folded your arms. just how does he know everything? you thought to yourself.

you heard the door open, revealing taeyong in a ravishingly beautiful slick black suit. you clicked your tongue in amusement as you eyed him. what’s the occasion for him to be dressing this good? “great everyone’s here. let’s walk through what’s going to happen tonight.” tonight? what is taeyong going to do? is this what he worked long hours for? you listened attentively as taeyong talked about the plan to the members. you were in awe. you weren’t mentioned in the whole plan at all. why did you have to be here? “this needs to be pulled off properly if we’re going to beat that shit. got it? mal, i just need you to stay with me.” taeyong said as he turned his head to the back to face you. you widened your eyes and nodded quickly. “we head out at 12am sharp.” with that, taeyong walked out of the room, leaving everyone to do their own things.

jaemin chuckled. “this is going to be fun.” jaemin said in a sing-song tone. “the fuck is so good about killing a bunch of people jaemin?” you took your phone out to check the time, realising that they had the meeting for four hours and its already 1 in the afternoon. “its the chaos that excites me.” jaemin winked at you, laughing sinisterly and shoved his hands in his trousers and walked out with his shoulders laid back. “he’s only being sadistic. its fine.” you looked at him with a weirded out face. he snorts and jerked your arm with his elbow. “chill m. he’s just joking with you.” members slowly started going out of the main area. you decided to hang out at the arcade area.

the whole day went by quick since you were on your phone the entire time and once it was beginning to get close to 12am. the place started to get hectic with everyone preparing their guns and maing sure they have everything ready before moving out. you however, were just waiting in the main area. you figured that everyone would gather there first so you decided to get your lazy ass out of the arcade room and to the main area.

one by one, members started coming in. you see everyone, including jeno and jaemin with a pistol in hand. you have handled those before but your aiming really sucked. no one in the gang can compare to taeyong's gun skills though. his precision is so good he can shoot someone right in the center of their forehead from such long distances. he liked using old fashioned guns that were different from what the others had since he was more comfortable with it.

by 12am sharp as promised, everyone has gathered in the main area.taeyong gave one last look to all the members and everyone nodded their heads and exited the room swiftly, leaving you, taeyong and jaehyun.

"jaehyun's going to drive us to the mansion. after that, im not letting you out of my sight. got it?" you hummed in response as the three of you proceeded as planned, getting in the car immediately after getting out of the hideout and headed to david chong's mansion.

when you arrived, the car was right in front of the entrance of the mansion. you look through the window andnoticed how extravagant it looked. it looked rich, like it costed millions of dollars, but that is what to be expected from a mafia boss who has money rolling in every second. taeyong asked you to stay put in the car while jaehyun and taeyong got out of the car to talk to the two security guards that were standing at two sides of the entrance and heavily armed with multiple guns strapped on their black vests. taeyong and jaehyun were being checked by the two security guards to avoid having any guns being pointed at david chong, well that made sense.

not long after, jaehyun opened the door of the car and taeyong stood in front of you before grabbing you by the arm and getting you out. you were being pulled to the entrance. the security guards immediately scanning you up and down. "the fuck you looking at my girlfriend for? she's unarmed dont worry." taeyong hissed at them, making them click their tongues and allowing you and teyong to enter, along with jaehyun following behind. did taeyong called you his girlfriend? well that was unexpected.

upon entry, you see a huge grand room which two large sets of stairs on either side, leading and connected together to the second floor, to which a old men stepped out of the shadows of the dimly lit room. "lee taeyong. been awhile since ive seen you in the mansion." taeyong only kept silent, his seemingly cold blooded gaze on david chong. right now, taeyong looked extremely intimidating. although you werent scared by him the first time you met him, this was different. it felt as thoug even his gaze can kill soeone out of fear.

"come back home, taeyong. ill take you under my wing again, and youll live the finest life ever." david chong said. you observed him closely. you thought he looked like those males that become more ugly the more they age. "like hell i would." taeyong said. suddenly, david chong's eyes turned to you. you widened your eyes in fear, but tried to look calm and collected. "who is this beautiful and precious young lady?" he tilted his head and the smiled widly. you were disgusted by the old man was eyeing you right now. taeyong puts a hand on your shoulder. "you remember her right? the girl that your snipers tried to get." the old man started to climb down the stairs. taeyong watching his every step. david chong eventually ended up standing in front of you.

"looking up close, she's more pretty than i thought. could be of use to me." the old man come up close to you, way too close. he placed his thumb on your chin, tilting your head up and he examined your face. your eyes went to taeyong, who instantly pulled you away from him, making you stand behind him. "dont fucking touch her." the old man responded with a loud chuckle. "protective as always. i really did raise you up well." david chong kept his eyes on you. you could tell that taeyong would have ripped his neck open by now, but he kept calm regardless of the overflowing rage at how close david was getting to you.

"how about this? lets arrange a deal." david said, folding his arms in front of him as he stood a foot away from taeyong, who only stared at him fiercely. "i have the girl, and you get your freedom." you widened your eyes, gaze immediately switching from david to taeyong, constantly going back and forth. you felt jaehyun's presense from behind coming closer. "so i dont need your ugly ass and your men tailing my every move if i let her be one your your billions of prostitutes." taeyong raised and eyebrow and laughed histerically, making him look the only crazy one in the room. his eyes grew dark soon after. "try that and you wont see the light of day. though i think today is the last time you ever will." taeyong's eyes glanced to the side where it was dark and in a split second, a gun slided on the floor from the darkness and was in taeyong's arm. immediately, all the members got out from lurking in the darkness, guns all pointed towards david. however, david's men, including bishop's group, appeared on the second floor.

you looked around you in shock, overwhelmed by how much has happened in the blink of an eye. you moved back slightly, feeling jaehyun's hand on your back which made you feel a little safe. you see taeyong pointing his gun towards david's head, to which david responded with a low chuckle. "what, you want to kill me? i have many gangs under me. i could get you devoured in a second." you hear jaehyun letting out a huff as a gun was tossed to him as well. "im not that dumb please."

taeyong wraped his arm around david's neck and turned around to face biship's gang at the second floor. "move and he dies." taeyong shouted, tightening his grip on david's neck. you could tell that bishop's gang members were irritated and taken aback by what taeyong did. taeyong gestured his head towards winwin, who the signalled his gang to go up to the second floor.

"drop your guns." winwin said to the group of men. they were about to put their guns on the floor when a bullet was fired at winwin's shoulder, who immediately whinced in pain. the whole room became a chaos as bishop's gang started to attack. you froze in fear. taeyong shot david in the leg and turned around to look at you. without realising, you see jaehyun on the floor with bishop's members surrounding him. one of the men grabbed you and placed your hands behind your back, tightening his grip. you stared at taeyong with widened eyes, too scared to do anything. you tried to get away from the man's grasp, but clrly you werent strong enough to go against him. you see someone coming up from behind taeyong. "taeyong behind you!" it was too late. taeyong was knocked down unconscious. "taeyong!" you cried out, trying you best to get to taeyong, but you couldnt. you cried as you saw taeyong's body fell to the ground. you realised jaehyun was unconscious as well. it didnt take long for them to knock you out soon after realising the situation you were in.

your eyes fluttered open. you tried to move but realised you were tied up with your hands behind your back and your legs tied together as well. you looked around, trying to process where you were at. it looked like a basement of some sort. the walls looked old and moldt and there was nothing else around you other than taeyong and jaehyun. you started wondering where your other members were at. you wiggled your way towards taeyong who's body was still and wasnt that far away from you. you tried to wake him up by bumping your head on his chest. it didnt take him long to wake up. "mal. fuck they caught us." taeyong muttered under breath as he woke jaehyun up by kicking jaehyun's leg. jaehyun looked around. you saw jaehyun's ear twitch suddenly. he leaned towards the door. "they're coming." jaehyun said. the room fell silent as the door flew open, revealing david alone, walking in. "look at you. i thought you were stronger than this taeyong." david bent down to meet taeyong's eye level. taeyong turned his head away.

"so whats it going to be? the girl, or you?" david walked over to you and grabbed you by the collar and lifted you up, his head getting close to your neck and he took in your scent. you bite your lip and tilted your head away, struggling to kick him away. "smells like money to me." david chuckled. taeyong and jaehyun both hissed at him like snakes. david acted scared, letting out a "woah." sarcastically. "you got one hour to decide. also.." bishop suddenly appeared at the entrance of the door and walked over to taeyong. "pleasure seeing you again." bishop said to taeyong. "to think you would be dumb enough to team up with david. go to hell." taeyong argued. "i thinnk youre the one going to hell, when i torture you to death." bihsop instantly pulls out a night and placed it at taeyong's neck. jaehyun tried to kick it away but to no avail. "im having him torture you while you decide. have fun." with that, david dropped you back to the ground, and left the room. you heard him lock it, just great.

"now, what are we going to do with you three?" bishop romved the knife from taeyong's neck and circled around the three of you. "all we wanted to do was take david's money and bring him to the police for fuck sake." taeyong said as he rolled his eyes. "you shouldnt let me know your plan, idiot." bishop commented when he stopped behind you, pulling your hair, making you whince. "tell me, you ever had sex before?" your raised an eyebrow and kept your mouth shut. "not going to reply i see." out of nowhere, bishop connected his lips with yours and tried kissing you, but you didnt let him, still struggling to get out of his grasp. "get away from her!" taeyong shouted as jaehyun kicked bishop in the stomach with his legs. you fell down and coughed in disgust. bishop laughed, standing up and squat down infront of you. you spit in his face and stared him in the eyes. "fiesty. i see why david could have fun with her." bishop whispered. the only thing you could think about was how furious taeyong looked, his eyes burning in anger.

"well, i didnt come here to torture taeyong so, ill be on my way now." bishop suddenly carried you bridal style. you screamed taeyong and jaehyun's names as you were being carried way from them and out of the room. taeyong looked into your eyes, nodding his head as to signal that you will be fine, and that he'll find a way to get to you. you could only trust him when the door closed, removing taeyong and jaehyun out of your sight.

you didnt know where you being being carried to. you tried to stay calm, but your breathing was completely unstable. bishop noticed how you were acting. "calm down, im only keeping you for myself, i only worked with david to get my hands on you." bishop opened a door and entered the room. it was a bedroom, a good looking one at that, fitting the theme of the whole mansion. "what are you going to do with me?" you asked him, your voice cracking. bishop throws you on the bed and gets on top of you, you shivered as his hand touched your cheek, admirj g your face. "you'll find out soon, love." with that, bishop gets off the bed and walked out the room and locked you in. you looked around, trying to find any possible way to escape. there wasnt a window to escape through and you were unable to come uo with any ideas. you cried as you hugged yourself on the bed, you didnt know what to do. you were away from taeyong. who knows what could happen to you. you cried and cried till your eyes became dry and extemely red.

bishop hasnt come back for awhile now. you closed your eyes and tried to control your breathing, taking in deep breathes to try and calm yourself down, though it was very difficult. you didnt realise you were crying too much to the point where you fell asleep.

you woke up. you werent in the room this time. you looked around, you looked to be in a car. you turned to the front to see jaehyun and taeyong in the front seats, with taeyong driving. "great youre awake. we're heading home, not the hideout though." taeyong said with a monotoned voice. how did you get out? did you fell unconscious or something? you were in bishop's room the last time you were awake. you fell asleep again, too tired to think or even bother to ask yourself questions.

soon, you felt arms carrying you out the car. you fluttered your eyes open to meet taeyong's. he placed a soft kiss at the top fo your head. taeyong carried you to a rundown looking house. the wood on the walls were filled with mold, but it appeared to still be a suitabe place for a hideout. you were placed on a bed and taeyong sat down beside you. he hugged you tightly, and you hugged him back, fully embracing his presence. he plants soft kisses on your neck. you pulled yourself closer to him. "is everyone safe?" you asked with eyes of concern.taeying pulled away from you and smiled softly. "everyone is fine, a few wounded but the doctors are handling that." taeyong pulled you in your a kiss. you wrapped your arms around his neck, while his was placed securedly on your waist. taeyong pulled away and sighed. "im sorry i couldnt protect you." taeyong whispered as he grabbed your hands and places them both on your lap, rubbing your skin lightly with his thumb. you layed a kiss on the side of his lips. "its fine, i was scared, but i knew you would come for me." you smiled softly, trying not to break down again in front of taeyong to make him feel worse.

"i love you." taeyong said. you widened your eyes. "you do?" taeyong hummed and nodded his head in response. you placed your forehead against his. "so we arent friends with benefits?" you asked him again. taeyong gave you wierded out look. "since when were we friends with benefits. i thought you knew that i liked you." you chuckled softly. "you should know youre the kind of person that cant express his feelings well." you commented. taeyong only frowned, to which to kissed it away. "ill keep you safe from now on, no matter what. losing me is better than losing you." taeyong hugged you once again.

after that crazy experience you had, you learned a few things. one, that taeyong was now yours. you didnt have to hide your feelings for him, and the members were apparently happy for you two. well, taeyong would propably rage if anyone opposed it anyways. and two, that you were able to trust taeyong full heartedly. with his strength, you know that he would do anything to keep you safe.

#nct #nct 127 #nct 2020 #nct taeyong #taeyong x reader #nct scenarios #nct imagine #nct x reader #nct ff #nct au #lee taeyong #taeyong #taeyong ff #nct taeyong x reader #lee taeyong x reader

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eyahnin · 2 years

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breaking bad spoilers lmao

i dont have anywhere else to post this but i think it’d be fun to just write my thoughts after finishing this series (this is not going to be fucking coherent at all btw) that ending left me so weirdly satisfied and i say weirdly because from what i can tell a lot of people were upset that walt basically got off scott free. he dies seconds before police can arrest him and isn’t punished for his crimes at all. HOWEVER, that seems like horseshit to me. the entire like, second half of season 5 felt like a completely different show. Id gotten used to all these scenarios playing out like “aahh jesse, gus is gonna circumcise me if we dont make 500 lbs of meth whoopsie” but at the end it felt very just... i dunno, quiet? yeah just super dead. literally. most of the main cast involved in the criminal underworld are dead. Gus, Tuco, Mike, Gale, the cartel seem completely absent. it makes me think of something walt said to jesse in The Fly (i think that was the episode?) where he describes the moment he wished he had died. that conversation stuck around in my head for most of the show and was ESPECIALLY prevalent near the end because i got what walt meant. it felt like everything was already over, which i mean was kind of the point. walt didn’t get off “scott free” he lost his family. hank gets shot, his wife and son hate him, and he’s left alone. he was definitely punished, its just a matter of how effective that punishment is yknow? You can put me in detention, but if i like being in a quiet space its not that bad. i dunno. the point im trying to make is that walt got exactly what was coming to him, but i feel like he didnt mind. he dies with that little smile on his face cuz he knows he did everything he wanted to. this whole post is all over the place and complete garbage but i just wanted to put down my thoughts. beautiful show. fantastic ending. rEALLY GOOD SCORE THE MUSIC IN THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD AND LIKE NOBODY MENTIONS IT BUT SERIOUSLY LIKE AT THE BEGINNING OF “SHOTGUN” THAT SCORE KICKS SO MUCH ASS AND ONE OF THE THINGS THAT MADE THAT CRAWLSPACE SCENE SO EXCELLENT WAS THAT HORRIFIC “DRUMMING” NOISE and im using the word drumming pretty loosely cuz i have no clue how to describe that noise other than haunting and EEUEGHUGH cuz thats what i say when i hear it . anyway thanks for reading my bs :)

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officalaizawa003 · 3 years

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War of heartbreak 6

Okay so they had a plan of action but there was one problem... how were they gonna get to the island??? Clearly just jumping in the lake was NOT an option so what now? They walked along the edge of the island and found a blocked off bridge that connected the heroes island with the underground heroes. It was a quick hop over the fence that blocked the bridge and they were in. Now all they needed was some info.

"Split up and get info from the locals at all costs! But try not to start fights because Im the only one here who knows how to use a sword." Mic said as he ran in a direction. 10 minutes later they came back to same spot. "Midnight you first.."

"Well they said that when they caught him people were throwing fruits and trash at him calling him a tratior. But he just kept his head down. Turns out hes in jail! And didnt even get a trail!"

"Great job! Now all we need are uniforms and we could probably get in-"

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

They turned around to see 3 officers on the ground as some robbers took they're batons. They looked at each other.

In the prison

"Welp looks like im your new officer~ Were gonna fun huh?" The cruel tall officer said as he gave a swift yet powerful kick to aizawa's stomach. Aizawa groaned, "F-fuck off...."

The officer grabbed aizawa by his hair, making him face aizawa,"Listen here you little tratior,if you think the other officers were bad, believe that im worse~ I dont even care about getting information outta you~ Now..." he lifted up his fist slowly making aizawa cringe, "hold still~"

Sneaking into the prison was easy. Now to find aizawa amoung all these prisoners. "Ready midnight?"

"Ready..." And they were off. They walked around the entire prison but couldnt find him. They found the nearest guard and asked him where they could prisoner: shouta aizawa.

"Hey you know the rules! You cant say the tratiors name or you'll get us all locked up! Anyways hes down in the vault! I'll open it for you since you guys are CLEARLY new." The officer was small and timid but he cranked open the vault door like it was no problem. It was a small underground room but after going down a second flight of stairs they saw him through a glass window. He was being held up against the wall as the cruel officer punched his stomach over and over again until aizawa threw up blood on his arm.

"ARGH! DISGUSTING! You stupid ass tratior!" The cruel officer spat at aizawa and left the room cursing and mumbling.

"U-um...we were left on the night shift for the prisoner! A-and the boss wants all guards out of the prison until 5 oclock in the morning!" Midnight said staying in character. The timid officer nodded and shoved all officers up the stairs and closed the doors.

"Mic, you know the plan...remember in and out." Midnight said, trying to calm mic. Mic nodded at her and walked through the door to aizawa. He knelt down and aizawa looked up and groaned, "I-i told you...i-im not saying s-shit...so j-just kill me..."

"Sho dont talk like that...NEVER talk like that!" He said as he sat aizawa up. He wiped aizawa's lips and gave him some water, which aizawa gladly drank everything. "W-who are you...?"

"Its me, Hizashi. Were gonna get you out of here my love." He placed a soft kiss on aizawa's lips and then stood aizawa up. He picked aizawa up and had him wrap his legs around his waist.

"Alright lets go." Mic turned around to see 2 guards with swords pointing to aizawa's back. If mic were to move in any direction, it would cut aizawa. He looked back and saw midnight tied up, struggling. "Dont move or else the tratior gets it!" The short guard spoke as if he were so powerful, and in the moment he was. Until mic realized something about the second guard. Mic chuckled,"Your stupid arent you?"

"How do you figure that?"

Mic tilted his head towards the sloching guard in which the short guard sighed.

"Robert stop sloching you look stupid!"

The second guard stood up slowly and the first guard understood.

"Your stupid because you couldnt tell that the former number 1 hero was right next to you~"

All might buffed up and punched the first guard quickly, sending him flying. All might became small might. "Hizashi all the alarms and camera's are disabled just like you asked. Sorry that im late. Now pass Eraser to me."

"NO!" Aizawa shouted and held on tight to mic.

"Sorry all might hes gonna be clingly for a while...lets just get out of here."

All might untied midnight and they ran out of the prison. Since it was night not many people were out. And those who were outside were all drunk. So sneaking off the island was easy. The arrived at the hospital and aizawa was given 3 blood bags and lots of food and water.

3 weeks of healing later...

"Hey hizashi. I finally got all my energy back!"

"Thats wonderful sho...but um we gotta talk.."

"Okay? Whats up?"

"Well, as you know its illegal to go to the underworld and while me going to the underworld the first time was excused this second time was very illegal. I already got my punishment of 730 hours in community service and I only have one more week to go but since your FROM the underworld you have to..."

"I have to what-?" Just as aizawa sat up several police officers and fbi agents came through the door.

"Hello shouta aizawa, your presence has been requested by Judge Markus. He is the one to decide if you get to stay in Japan or if we must place you back on your origanal island."

Oh boy.

#part 6 #erasermic angst #erasermic #eraserhead #aizawa shouta #present mic #yamada hizashi #nemuri kayama #midnight #toshinori yagi #all might #pro hero #angst mha #almost done with this series!!#finally!

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talltales · 4 years

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—EVIL, I'VE COME TO TELL YOU THAT SHE'S EVIL, MOST DEFINITELY EVIL, ORNERY, SCANDALOUS AND EVIL, MOST DEFINITELY THE TENSION, IT'S GETTING HOTTER. I'D LIKE TO HOLD HER HEAD UNDERWATER anonymous request!!

the slip of paper is worth its weight in gold.

“make sure to come out of there alive, alright?”

she turns it over in her hand, reading the scrawled address on one side for what feels like the thousandth time. on the other, a bolded warning is underlined twice—for extra emphasis, she supposes.

come alone.

“i will,” she affirms and jackson, torn between tired and a little drunk, cuffs her on the shoulder before tilting dangerously toward the edge of the couch. absently, she pats the thick cast covering the majority of his left leg before she rises to her feet, “worry about yourself. i don’t want to find you laying in a pool of your own vomit.”

unruffled, jackson shifts onto his back and throws his leg over the arm of the couch. any other time, she might’ve welcomed this sight: the perilously cocky man getting his just desserts for baiting the wrong idiot, left hobbling on a broken leg for his troubles. but any humor to be found in the situation comes more sour than sweet.

your timing is horrible, she almost says. but if she gives him a taste of guilt, jackson will drown himself in it.

“o ye,” his voice is low, exhausted in a way that she tries not to let herself feel. he rests his temple against a half-fluffed pillow and closes his eyes, “of little faith.”

her tongue flicks over her teeth before she huffs; a sound that might’ve passed for a laugh any other day. instead, it is a wispy and hollow thing that sinks into the walls.

though her back is turned when he breaks the soft, uncertain silence, she can hear his fear—caught in his throat, “we’ll find him, alright? just be careful.”

she nods, makes her way to the door and slips her boots on—pretends she doesn’t hear him say anything more.

i can’t lose you, too.

the paper disappears into her pocket as she closes the door behind her.

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“so what brings a pretty lady like you to a place like this, hmm?” her latest tail—burly, heavily tattooed and smelling of gunpowder—whispers somewhere over her shoulder, bending at the waist until she feels his breath fan across her nape. too warm, too close, too loud even over the cacophony of curses and laughter. “surely you’re not here for a drink.”

he isn’t wrong. most people didn’t make a habit of walking into a bar notorious for housing the most dangerous gang in the country for a cocktail. the man laughs, as if enjoying his own private joke and the sound is punctuated with a distant wolf-whistle.

fresh meat in the lion’s den.

“i’m not, really.” she calls back to him, her voice soft but steady. the slip of paper is cradled between her fingertips, folded in half twice over in her unease. the crowd, to their credit, shifts to grant her movement through to the half-cracked door in the back of the building, “i’m here to meet someone.”

“and who would that be?”

“your boss, i’m guessing.” casting a significant look at the marking stamped to the inside of his wrist, she remains all-too-aware of the odd assortment of criminals and outcasts circling the perimeter. they’ve made a home of the bar. most laze about on leather armchairs, shouting at the tv. the more suspicious ones follow her with their eyes.

out of place doesn’t begin to describe the feeling. it is more and less than a physical sensation; than the belief that she is, in many ways, descending to the underworld to make a deal with hades himself.

“can’t say that’s a wise move, lass.” the pressure of his hand settles on her shoulder—sweaty palms and fat fingertips—and she bites back a soft curse. for the love of god.

and like a talisman, she presents the scrawled note to him, poised for him to inspect until his grip lightens and his hand falls away.

“well, you could’ve just said so.”

only an unnerving awareness of her surroundings keeps her from rolling her eyes, “now i have.”

“let’s go.”

before her, the crowd parts like the red sea.

—

youngjae goes missing on a wednesday.

her first thought it is that of course, he would choose the night right before her latest deadline to skip town. the anger gets caught beneath her collarbones any time she tries to talk, so jackson alternates between balancing on his crutches and giving the bored officer all of the necessary information.

it isn’t until the gambling holes in the neighboring towns come up empty that she starts to worry.

his rap sheet, they find, reads like a checklist for every petty crime a person can be arrested for. and that’s that. the police stop looking after a day—the sun is barely over the horizon when they turn in; squad cars making wide turns back onto the highway and disappearing out of sight.

from the passenger seat, jackson swears.

they comb the streets until dawn, though she isn’t sure what they’re looking for—

doesn’t want to think about what they might find.

by friday, she’s spending her evenings thumbing through old cases with retired journalists; old fogies she’d dreamed of working with, once upon a time. when they stop laughing at her—what advice columnist goes sniffing around for underground contacts—they provide mountains of paperwork and few promises.

saturday morning, she has a name and a number.

an address, when she bargains with the woman that picks up the phone.

a slip of paper worth its weight in gold.

—

the first thing she notices is him—a quiet figure clad in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt; young, with shoulder-length hair tied back into a loose ponytail. he’s as unassuming as the average college student, but the glint in his eyes holds nothing but vicious intelligence.

i can’t lose you, too.

“a guest?” he intonates, more statement than question. the way that the room settles around him speaks volumes; the tension held in the stillness says even more as the remaining men in the room either line the walls or make for the exit. it feels like a movie scene, but the dread settling low in her stomach serves as a brutal reminder of how real it is.

“sir. she was poking around out front, had an invitation.” says the gruff fellow, with none of the casual mockery she’d endured from the front door onward. it would’ve been funny if it wasn’t terrifying, “i can take her out.“

before she can argue, the stranger clears his throat—exhales—and focuses his attention on her as he addresses the man behind her, “i’ve told you not to call me sir. you’re not speaking to my uncle, you’re speaking to me. leave her here and go.”

“right, jaebeom.”

he stumbles over the name, hesitates from the first syllable to the last before he backs out of the room and closes the door behind him. her fingers curl ever-tighter around the paper, dig deeper into her pocket to ease her own nerves. because jaebeom, the man she’s looking to ask a favor of, takes perverse pleasure in making his men trip over their own feet.

the humored tilt of his lips is a cruel thing, emphasized only by the idle tapping of his fingers against the table top, “so to what do i owe this pleasure?”

when she opens her mouth, she finds all of her carefully-chosen words gone, “i—“

fuck.

“money? men?” jaebeom turns to wave away the stragglers; men who look all too eager to remove themselves from the room, “women? i don’t judge.” his head tilts then, hair falling in pieces to cover his eyes. he sweeps the stray strands aside and folds his hands together in front of his chin, steepled—“or do you have a problem you want to get rid of?”

the amused gleam in his eyes never quite fades, but he is patient.

she crumples the paper in her fist and bites back the urge to retreat under the intensity of his attention. no matter how harmless he appears to be—im jaebeom has a reputation for brutality that he simultaneously confirms and contradicts.

her tongue feels heavy; weighted by dread, “i heard that you were good at finding people.”

we’ll find him, alright?

“my friend is missing.”

there’s a long moment of silence; she watches as jaebeom leans back in his seat, regarding her with a raised brow and reignited interest. he clicks his tongue, tone wry when he finally speaks, “so call the police.”

“they won’t look. he has history.”

desperation creeps into her words before she can check herself—this, she thinks, is why jackson was supposed to be here. to handle the messy parts and keep her from spilling her fury like lava down a mountain side.

jaebeom is unaffected; unmoving as she swallows her fear and closes the distance between herself and the opposite edge of the table. her palms press into the wood, hard enough to obscure the way her hands shake, “if you can put a hit out on a man, surely you can find one.”

“i’m not search and rescue.”

it’s a true enough sentence, though the way that he says it leaves room for question. an opening. by now, it’s clear that a trap is being laid at her feet—that she can either leave empty-handed, or be ensnared by a vicious man with a penchant for psychological warfare. he isn’t smiling, but he is positively thrumming. pleased.

knowing she won’t get another chance, she takes it, “what do you want?”

somewhere in the back of her mind, she imagines the sound of a shackle snapping shut.

jaebeom merely hums, rising from his seat in a smooth motion. any retreat she can make is halted by the pressure of his thumb and forefinger cradling her jaw. she remains still as he leans in, inspecting her changing expressions with bemusement and something unnamed.

something darker.

“we’ll worry about that later. what’s your friend’s name?”

—

when they find youngjae the next wednesday, outrunning loan sharks on the west coast, she barely refrains from drowning him in the tub he’s washing his clothes in.

#member + prompt #request #got7 au #jaebeom au

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