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heartache-onthebigscreen · 2 years

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Hi Jenna!!! Can I request a Calum fic based on the song rx by role model. I’ve been listening to it all day and can’t get it out of my head. Either it’s one of their songs yk or it’s just the concept of the song but I think it would be supper cute and you could definitely ruin me with the fluff.

rx - cth

pairing: calum hood x reader

summary: songfic. rx by role model

warnings: smoking (weed), mental health.

word count: 1.3k+

It's the ways I'm medicating

Calum sits by himself in his home, rolling a blunt for what seems like the millionth time this week.

This has become routine for him, going to work, coming home, smoking, repeat.

He's been in such a weird place recently and he wanted an escape, and that escape was found in the natural substance he smoked often, it helped him relax and get away from his thoughts.

It became sort of a medication for him, same time every day. The same amount every day. And the same effects, every day.

It's the apps for meditating It's the way they never work

Calum has tried his hardest to heal himself, to become more in tune with his thoughts, and figure out why he's felt so..cloudy. So foggy mentally.

He's downloaded multiple apps that his best friend, Ashton, has recommended in attempt to help Calum achieve internal rest with himself.

But none of it seemed to work.

No matter how long Calum sat or laid down, listening to the meditation, he could never relax, he could never focus. His mind was running miles and the soothing voices of the mediation coaches just didn't help.

If anything, he found it annoying.

It's the high I'm always chasing It's the friends I'm never making

Calum wasn't always alone though, he did go out.

Only to get high, though.

He was invited to multiple parties, get-togethers, whatevers.

But he only went if there was weed, of course.

He hasn't been very social, or talkative recently, since he's been so lost inside himself. So it's been a hassle for him to make friends, or keep friends, considering he only shows his face if there was a substance at the party.

Even though he was in a crowded room, he was always alone.

It's the people that I've hurt

Calum's recent tendency to shut people out has caused many issues. Even within his own band, they're worried about him and he barely ever communicates unless it's work-related

His friends he's made over the years have dwindled due to this happening multiple times through Calum's growing years.

He gets sad.

He feels lost.

He shuts people out.

And the cycle continues.

But I don't need therapy Just someone who's there for me

Sure, Calum has considered therapy, talking to someone could surely help him figure out what the hell is going on in that head of his.

But he didn't like the idea of therapy, he felt that it was unnecessary to him. Especially since he wouldn't have an emotional connection with the therapist.

He just wanted someone who understood him, who was there for him, and sure he had his mates, but they didn't truly get where he was coming from, no matter how hard they tried.

And he did eventually find that person.

That person was you.

'Cause that's all that really matters anymore

Calum doesn't know what he did to deserve you. At all. You showed up in his life when he was at his absolute lowest.

You had been at some influencer party, and you saw poor Calum sitting alone, being a wallflower, staring at his phone, disinterested in the commotion around him.

You weren't usually one to go up to random people and talk to them, but something was pulling you to him, an unstoppable force. You walked right over to him and struck up a conversation.

The moment Calum saw your warm, greeting smile, he knew that you were the light of his life.

The only thing that kept him going, the only thing that mattered at that moment in time was you. And he didn't even know your name yet.

And I don't need Jesus Christ Just someone who treats me right

Calum had been hoping to whatever god there was that someone would come into his life and help him out of this rut.

Thank god it was you.

Since you guys hit it off, you were inseparable.

Calum was always attached at your hip, you were the only thing that brought him happiness. He was always so smiley and perky because of you, and this was noticed by everyone around him.

He was glowing, someone finally understood him for who he was, he felt comfortable with you, he didn't feel the need to shut you out because you were just so perfect.

You treated him like no other, in a good way.

It's the one-way conversations It's the wasted resеrvations

You see, before you...

Calum never had any luck with relationships, or love.

He just wasn't invested in any previous relationships he had, it was always the girls pining after him and him just agreeing because he was desperate for some sort of attention, for someone to finally love and get him, but they were never right for him.

There were so many wasted dates before you.

But since you came into his life, Calum has had the time of his life.

Taking you on dates, spoiling you, loving you, announcing his love to the world through an Instagram post.

You are truly his special girl, no one could ever take that from him. Nothing could ever, ever change it.

Ever.

It's the dates that nevеr showed (They never did)

Calum is kind of glad he never had any good luck with the dates he's had previously, the dates never showed him any insights into what love was.

You show him what love is.

To him, your love is like the first warm and sunny day after a long, dark, winter.

It's like the warm feeling of a shot of alcohol traveling down your throat.

It's like getting good feedback on something you worked so hard on.

It's like sweet lemonade on a hot day.

And he makes sure to tell you what your love means to him, every day. Whether it's waking up to him talking to you while you sleep, or him sending you a text if he gets up before you to leave.

Sometimes, if he's away for a while, he'll flood your voicemail inbox, making sure to tell you how good you make him feel.

It's the girls I've had a few of It's the way they let me know

Every single girl before you in a way, let him know what he needed in his significant other.

From the girls before, he knew he needed someone down to earth.

Someone who isn't afraid to be themselves.

Someone who didn't use him for clout or attention.

Someone who made him feel safe and relaxed.

Someone who loved him, for him.

He found all of that in you. You were a goddess in disguise. A walking ray of sunshine that he trailed behind his every waking moment.

That man worships the ground you walk on.

And I don't need Novocaine Just someone who numbs the pain

Your presence is like a drug to Calum. Any internal pain and suffering that he once had completely disappeared. You truly make any and all issues dissolve by simply just being in his life.

Calum didn't depend on any substances to get him out of his head anymore, he had you.

I mean, the substances were still used for funsies of course.

I guess you're all that really matters. You're all that really matters Anymore

You're definitely saved Calum. He tells you all the time, how you brought him out of the dark and showed him how life was meant to be lived.

He looks to you for so many things and looks at you for inspiration in everything he does. You are his motivation, and if you weren't in his life, nothing would matter.

You're the only thing that truly matters to him, you go above everything and anything else, he doesn't care what he has to do, he wants to make sure you are happy and content.

He wants to repay you for all that you have done for him.

And he will continue to do that for as long as he lives.

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bluexiao · 3 years

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helloo! I really loved your previous #them playing genshin with you !! I found myself agreeing with all of them HEHE,, May I request for a gamer Diluc, Albedo and Venti?

#them playing genshin with you

CHARACTERS. Albedo, Diluc, Venti; gn! Reader

THEMES. modern au. fluff, kind of domestic. more like character analysis too.

NOTES. Thank you for that nonnie! And no problem~ I was actually meant to publish this the day after the livestream but then I got excited so here ya go! I hope you’ll enjoy this one as well!

Part 1 - Kazuha, Scaramouche, Xiao

ALBEDO

Not gonna lie, I doubt he plays any game at all.

He’s quite a busy man, being in a major course and also he has a part-time job to attend to. However, because of you, he was introduced to Genshin Impact and was pulled in by the graphics and music mostly.

He enjoyed the lore and probably played the first Chapter quest overnight. By the morning, you’ll be able to see the exhaustion in his eyes but you could tell that he really had fun with the game.

He’s a casual mobile player, but when he learned that he could download it on his laptop, he was honestly tempted to do so but he’s also afraid his files will get corrupted.

What did he do? He backed up the files and downloaded them onto his laptop. Don’t blame him, he hasn't played a game on his laptop, after all.

He absolutely loves the artistic or creative side of the game. His characters mostly comprise of those who deal elemental damage and he’s actually quite good in building team comps that have actual effective rotations.

He usually prefers playing with you whenever both of you have free time. He’s also probably an accidental low-cost player since he brought resin unconsciously after farming for leveling his characters.

He is the type of player who beats bosses even if he has under-leveled characters. This is because he has actual talent in dodging and making team comps. If you’re in a co-op with him, he can carry you even if he only has support characters.

He also is the type to never give up in fighting so you’d have to have a lot of patience if you two got beaten up by a boss or something. He will never stop even if the world ends—just kidding, but, seriously, he’s a rather patient man.

Still rooted on his lap, you could only pout at him as you turned away from the screen of his phone, burying your face on his neck and his hair, inhaling his scent before whining.

“You’ve probably defeated Azhdaha so many times now, why are you even using him as a damage test? He’s probably the hardest boss out there,” you tell him, voice muffled on his skin as you felt and heard him let out a chuckle, still playing.

“This will end soon, fret not, my darling. I saw a video today that Hu Tao was able to oneshot Azhdaha with this build and team comp so I’m trying to recreate it for myself.”

Settling on that position, you found yourself falling asleep and by the time he realized this, he was already closing the application after his unsuccessful attempts. He tries to look at you but you looked rather comfortable with where you are, thus he only pressed a kiss on the crown of your head and opened the game application once again, plastered on his lips as he could hear and feel your soft breaths on his skin.

“Rest well, sweetheart.”

DILUC

He probably heard it from a couple of his friends—namely just Kaeya, actually. However, he never really touched the game until he was completely bored and was doing nothing when he proceeded to try it, willing to see its potential.

A PC gamer, definitely. He has a whole gaming set but he never plays a lot??? Like why do you even have it, man?

When you play together, he’ll let you use the PC if you’d like, just ask him. He’d do anything for you aw.

Honestly, it doesn’t really bother him where he plays, as long as it’s with you, he’s enjoying it—even if it’s not quite obvious.

Do you need someone to fund you in your gacha addiction? I tell you, he’s the man for you. He’ll definitely let you indulge since he doesn’t particularly have that same obsession, knowing when to limit himself if he could. He probably spent a bit on the game, actually, but not so much—although it’s not like he will end up broke, he’s rich as hell.

Just as much as his attitude to gaming, he’s the type who values main damage dealer characters. He probably made everyone a DPS even if they’re not supposed to… You may have to educate him on that.

His playstyle is simple; strike and strike until the enemy dies. He has little knowledge of team comps but he’s good nonetheless, usually depending on his intuition most of the time.

Still, he’s an overachiever. You could always see him clearing Floor 12-3 even if the reset was just the same day. Not only that, he’s always 36 stars too. If you’re having a hard time as well, he’ll offer to do yours—or probably not. He may want to see you achieve things on your own but he’ll be there to help you in building your characters, teams and etc.

“Look, Diluc, I did it! I got 36 stars!” you cheered as you jumped towards your boyfriend, who caught you with a soft smile on his lips. Proud, of course, he was. He couldn’t even help himself from reaching to your head and patting it lightly, you could even barely feel it.

“Good job, love. I told you you could do it.”

VENTI

Absolutely played the game because of his friends as well. Actually, he might be the one who heard it from others then told his friends about it then played with them.

Quite flexible of a gamer, but can never play on PC. He sucks at learning the keyboard techniques and rotations so he prefers either mobile or PlayStation. You will usually see him playing on mobile, though, especially when you two are out and about—you’ll have to keep an eye out for him or scold him because he’s not looking at the street.

“Venti! Stop playing and look at where you’re walking, you almost bumped into a fruit cart, for Archon’s sake!”

He grins slyly and chuckles, slipping his phone in his pocket and reaching for your hand—arm, actually, clinging onto them, saying, “I will, I will. Don’t be mad, my muse!”

He loves using Anemo characters—ironic, isn’t it?—usually because of the double Anemo character bonus and also the swirl reaction. He even said to you that he swore an oath to shelter all Anemo characters—which may lead him to be broke most of the time because Jean refuses to come home, only doing so during the Kazuha banner, which made VENTI pull again because he needs to pull Kazuha.

He’s a very casual player in a way that his playstyle doesn’t involve any technique, rotations, and etc. He probably is one of those who has a lot of 5-star characters but still couldn’t 36-star the Abyss—”I’m just too lazy to try it ehe,” he says, but believe me he tried his best but still couldn’t do so. Help him, pls.

He is probably the type to go on idle, enjoy the scenery and listen to the music. If there's music he likes, he’ll immediately stop wherever he is and listen for a while.

Speaking of music, he probably listens to the entire soundtrack before sleeping.

He loves having to co-op with you—mostly because you and him together could defeat those he couldn’t alone. Nonetheless, playing with you is so much fun! Expect having to want him to cuddle you while playing; legs entangled, one’s breath on the other’s skin, or maybe he just watches you play—he loves it either way.

He’s quite loud when playing, to no surprise. He’s probably the type to shout while doing Abyss especially when the timer for 3 Stars is about to pass.

He’ll probably cry and seek for your comfort after another failed 36 stars for Abyss, please pepper him with kisses, hugs and cuddles as much as possible and he’ll be going on to try to fight once more.

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#genshin x reader #albedo x reader #diluc x reader #venti x reader #genshin fluff #genshin drabbles #genshin oneshots #albedo x you #venti x you #diluc x you #📘

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navegandoaciegas · 3 years

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Undivided Attention

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Warnings: smut, oral sex (f receiving), dry humping, mommy kink (?), Bucky being an old man and a whiny child at the same time. MINORS DNI

A/N: I’ve been gone for over a month and when I’m back I make Bucky call you mommy lmfao Hope y’all like this.

“Please princess, let me make you feel good, I’ll be so good to you, please,” he whined for the nth time, pleading with you through long lashes.

Puppy face, teary eyes, flushed cheeks: Bucky looked utterly destroyed, and you hadn’t even touched him yet.

You’d barely spared him a glance at all, humming noncommittally at every little mewl that escaped his plush lips, brushing his hands off anytime he’d grope your breasts or squeeze your thighs in nothing more than condescending annoyance.

“Five more minutes and then I’m done, puppy. You be good, hm?,” you hummed, phone tightly clutched in your hands.

You should have never listened to Peter and downloaded TikTok. The act of scrolling through an endless chain of videos was addicting, and as alluring your boyfriend may have been, you were too engrossed in yet another storytime about some crazy ex roommate to give in at his tantrums.

“You’ve been saying this for the past two hours, please,” he whimpered, nuzzling between your tits, “I need you, mommy, please.”

If his cries hadn’t gotten your attention yet, his hard cock poking your thigh definitely did. He buried his face in your chest and started shamelessly humping your leg in a desperate attempt to get himself off.

You tore your eyes away from your phone, ogling him as he rutted against you, panting and crying like a bitch in heat.

“You really are a needy whore, aren’t you?” you snorted, amused by his clinginess.

A twisted part of your mind loved seeing him, your big, strong soldier, all muscle and deadly vibranium arm, morphed into a helpless, sobbing mess.

Only you got to see him like that. His tears, his pleasure, his tenderness, all of it belonged to you.

And whenever he called you mommy, an even more twisted part of you reared its head, sending warmth between your legs and a fuzzy feeling to your stomach.

“Look at you, such a dumb baby. You’re like a damn dog, getting yourself off on my leg, hm?” you teased him, carding your fingers through his locks, tenderly scratching his scalp.

He purred like a kitten, and moved his hands to lift your t-shirt over your chest, warm fingers grazing your stomach, settling on the underside of your breasts.

Your phone and TikTok were all but forgotten.

Shivers ran down your spine, goosebumps erupting all over your body while he traced your skin from your neck to your tits, lighting up a fire inside you. He latched his lips onto one of your stiff nipples, swirling his tongue around the bud, gently sucking it into his mouth, careful not to hurt you.

Pressure was steadily building inside your core, walls clamping down on nothing as he suckled your tits and ground his achingly hard cock on you.

“Fuck,” you moaned, arching your back, pushing yourself further into him, “You like sucking on mommy’s tits, baby? Like rubbing yourself all over her?”

He released your nipple with a wet pop, shooting you a toothy grin.

You chuckled, adjusting two pillows under your back to give you a better visual of him going down on you. “Go ‘head then, you have my undivided attention now. Make it worth my time.”

Bucky didn’t need anymore encouragement, hastily shoving your panties down your legs and throwing one limb over his shoulders. He whined then, hips bucking at the sight of your dripping pussy.

Your heartbeat was getting more frenzied, and your breathing heavier, as you watched the crystal blue of his eyes be swallowed by the black of his pupils.

Broken curses and breathy chants of Bucky’s name fell from your parted lips as he buried his face between your legs, lapping at your juices, swirling around your folds, making a drooling, wet mess of his face.

You tugged his hair, angling his head and fucking youself on him.

“Right there baby, fuck-, good boy,” you moaned when he latched onto your clit, sucking on it, rendering you a quivering mess.

He hummed, enjoying your tangy taste on his tongue. Your foot dug in his back, your nails in his scalp, as you spurred him on, squeezing his head between your thighs in a suffocating grip.

“You’re doing so well, baby, look at you, so pretty like this, making mommy feel so good,” you panted.

He preened at the praise, and doubled his efforts to impress you, tugging harder on your throbbing clit.

His teary eyes fixed on yours, and the look of him so debauched, red faced and coated in sweat, drool and your own juices was enough to send you spiralling over the edge, jolts of pleasure shaking through your limbs as you rode out your high on him.

You took a few deep breaths, blankly staring at the ceiling before Bucky, shy and breathless all of a sudden, with half his face drenched in webs of your come, froze like a deer caught in the headlights and slapped a hand over his mouth.

Something wet and warm rubbed against your shin, and you looked down to see a large dark patch on his boxers.

Your burst in a wheezy laugh then, despite Bucky’s cute disgruntled pout.

“You really are a bit of a dog baby boy, look at you making a mess on mommy’s leg, I didn’t even need to touch and you came all over me,” you giggled, poking his stubbled cheeks.

He plopped down beside you, groaning in embarrassment, murmuring a soft ‘sorry’ while avoiding your eyes.

“It’s okay, it happens,” you reassured him, pecking his sticky forehead, “But we’re kinda gross right now.”

When you sat up to leave, he snaked an arm around your waist, stopping your movements. “Where you goin’? Stay with me,” he whined like a petulant child.

“Gotta get us both cleaned up, baby boy,” you huffed, prying his hands off you, “and then we can cuddle, okay?”

You tried sounding convincing, and he was swayed easily enough with the promise of snuggling up to you all night. You returned soon, a wet rag on one hand and some fresh boxers on the other.

Once you were both clean and in new underwear, you climbed on the bed, drew back the blankets and settled on the pillows.

Bucky rested his head on the crook of your neck and intertwined his warm legs with your cold ones. His flesh arm was heavy over your chest while he played with your breasts under your t- shirt, but you let him stay, a pang of guilt hitting you when you realized you’d been neglecting him all day.

“No more TikToks or whatever,” you heard him grumble, voice sleepy and eyelids heavy.

“No more TikToks, sure, baby grandpa,” you snickered, caressing the side of his face, feeling yourself drift off to sleep in his embrace.

Please leave some feedback if you can! I love reading your comments ❤️

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #bucky x reader

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arivederchu · 3 years

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stuck - noritoshi kamo and aoi todo

a/n: eek im so sorry this took so long :(( i apologize

characters: noritoshi kamo and aoi todo (separate)

warnings: none

situation: you and (character) get trapped in an elevator while on a mission, oopsies- (you’re also already in a relationship with them)

noritoshi kamo

oh my god he’s so pretty

since you two got stuck in the elevator while on a mission, you two will most likely search around for any clues of a curse, or perhaps the elevator itself is a curse?

yeah no

you two then realized that the only reason left is that it was an error due to the building, and not the work of a curse.

noritoshi and you tried everything, from trying to use your phones to call for help or trying to open the panel in the elevator to make it somehow go down

of course the latter plan was quickly shoved aside since if you did manage to do something like that, the elevator would most likely go into free fall and you two would plummet to your deaths, less than favorable to say the least.

once you two got situated while you waited for something to occur that would work in your favors, he’ll probably cuddle you to keep you warm and because he wants to keep you safe

definitely the type to say, “so who are we eating first?”

i swear you two spent a good 30 minutes in that elevator talking about who would be better to eat, and how to “prepare” the other to be eaten

the couples dynamic you two share is questionable sometimes

but fear not! he’s prepared for this type of scenario just in case, and brought some water along

and like

one snack

to be fair you two didn’t expect

gets out his phone and is the dramatic type to record a video of himself saying something like,

“hour twelve... we’re running low on rations, and if we don’t get out of here soon, we’ll die. so i’d first like to thank my mo-”

“noritoshi what are you doing” you would deadpan

that or if you’re dramatic too or simply want to play along, you’ll also act very serious and thank all your friends/family

eventually either:

1. the elevator starts working again

2. someone comes to help after realizing you and noritoshi were gone for a rather elongated period of time

welp, in the end you two are safe! and for every mission afterwards you two will always brings snacks

extra:

utahime was curious what happened while you two were stuck

so ofc she just took noritoshi’s phone to see if there was any evidence of what happened there

and then she comes across the videos of noritoshi (and possibly you if you’re that kind of person)....

she has the most unimpressed but unsurprised look on her face while watching all of them as each hour went by when the two of you were trapped

100% sends them to gojo and is like “lmao look at what my students are doing”

aoi todo

we’re talking here in assumption that he doesn’t just destroy the elevator okay shhhh

after confirming that the elevator breakdown isn’t the result of a curse, todo thinks its a good time to spend some quality time together!

i mean it isn’t the most ideal circumstances, but might as well use the time wisely right? (though maybe this wasn’t exactly the best use of your time since you two really didn’t know what you were waiting for)

he’ll put your needs first and foremost--if you’re cold then he’ll give you his jacket or just hug and squeeze you

if you’re hot, he’ll fan you with whatever he can find

he also (without your input) decided that if you two were to go starving in the elevator, he’d be the one to be eaten.

on his phone he probably has some Takada-chan songs downloaded, so be prepared to listen to her songs for a good amount of time until you guys manage to get out

you two usually don’t have trouble on missions and since utahime, or any adult for that matter, wasn’t with you, you didn’t have any snacks or help to call

im sorry this isn’t as long as noritoshi’s- todo would honestly just instantly bust out of the elevator with you in tow and you would fight the curse easily, mission over

in the case that you actually get stuck, which would most likely be the work of a curse taking advantage of the elevator situation, he will protect you at all costs

he also probably has the strength to somehow be able to stop the elevator should it go into free fall

all is well in the end anyway, and you two are safe in the end!

attempted to not make this nsfw- do ya’ll want an nsfw version cause i’d be happy to make one (also i made noritoshi’s a bit longer than todo’s oopsies)

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #aoi todo #todo aoi #noritoshi kamo #kamo noritoshi #noritoshi kamo x reader #aoi todo x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x reader #katasfw #this took so long im so so sorry

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regrettablewritings · 4 years

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Preferences: Guilty Pleasures

Characters: Okoye, Lucifer Morningstar, Dewey Finn, Peter B. Parker, Ahkmenrah

Okoye

Okoye is straightforward and stony upon first impressions. And, admittedly, even afterward. The only real difference is that, if one gets to know her better, they might find shock in the fact that in spite of her appearance, she Dora leader actually likes sweets. However, it’s not sweet things in general that Okoye feels guilty for enjoying: It’s Starbucks.

Starbucks is the antithesis of everything Okoye is associated with: Supremely un-Wakandan, a chain establishment, and overall just not worth the absurd cost. Not to mention superbly unhealthy when compared to the rest of a fighter’s typical diet. But yet you can bet that every time she needs to go out of the country or off-continent, there’s an invasive shout for joy at the possibility that she might be able to get her hands on a Frappucino (followed by an internal scolding).

She can’t even explain exactly why she likes it; there are plenty of good, even healthier sweet things back in Wakanda -- heck, back anywhere else!

But it’s a bit like when someone craves the cheap taste of school pizza over a legit pie cooked in a stone hearth: She just loves the sugary sweetness, the application of whipped cream to an already tooth-rottingly saccharine icy drink, the addition of chocolate. But Bast, she also hates it. But ever since T’Challa practically shoved a grande cup of caramel frappucino into her hands, she hasn’t felt entirely the same.

Against her better judgement, she’s more or less unintentionally tried 45% of the menu drink-wise. She doesn’t particularly care much for the food part of the establishment, though if she should ever find herself in one during the fall, she might indulge in a chunky slice of pumpkin bread under the conviction that it’s healthy enough for being gourd-related. Never mind that it’s just a cinnamon mixture with more sugar than actual pumpkin-derived anything.

Really, of all those mentioned on this list, Okoye is the one who probably feels the most disappointed in herself whenever she indulges in her guilty pleasure: It’s a betrayal to her patriotism, to her dignity, and to her attempts to eat healthy. But damn, if this type of betrayal doesn’t taste so addicting . . .

Lucifer Morningstar

The thing about Lucifer is that it’s actually a bit hard for him to feel any regrets over liking anything; he’s the Devil, after all, so his whole thing is about embracing the things that make you feel good. And even besides that, he’s mostly managed to skate by in his time on Earth by categorizing things as Stuff He Likes, Stuff He Tolerates, Stuff He Doesn’t Bother With, and Stuff Humans Seem to Enjoy But He Doesn’t Quite Get. It’s a tad restricted of a system but you can’t argue with results.

However, just because something is difficult doesn’t mean that it’s impossible. The Devil can, in fact, recognize absurdity in liking certain things. Hence why, to a point, he’s fallen prey to his own bizarre pleasures: The Devil has guilty pleasures, and it’s in stupid YouTube videos, Vine, and TikTok.

After he finally drank the Kool-Aid and got himself a smart phone, it was only a matter of time before Lucifer fell down the rabbit hole that is YouTube prank videos and strange uploads about nonsense and animal humor. It was also only a matter of time before he found himself stumbling into Vine compilations. The Celestial is terrifically mystified by the creative power of humans, managing to tell entire stories and peak comedy in only a span of seven seconds. But he’s also quite loathe to have realized it’s been long defunct by the time he’s discovered it.

He’s even more loathe to find himself making references in his daily life: He has actually quietly blurted out, “I sure hope it does” in response to seeing a Road Work Ahead sign, causing Chloe some confusion (and Lucifer lots of embarrassment). He has referred to a culprit as “Jared, Age 19″. Since discovering Vine, there has been at least one night wherein he and a bed mate were sitting there with barbecue sauce on his tiddies, but that was by sheer coincidence.

But eventually the Vine compilation well dried up, and the inevitable transfer over to TikTok happened. And Luci honestly doesn’t know what to make of TikTok. He would describe it as Vine’s Molly-addicted cousin based on its obsession with dancing, but the dances are so stationary that even that doesn’t seem quite right. The videos on the platform are also much more . . . bizarre. And some of them admittedly trigger a fight-or-flight response in him, to which he always chooses the third option of freezing if only so he can keep watching the train wreck unfold before his eyes.

The trouble with TikTok, he’ll admit to himself, is that it’s not as easy to find iconic content the same way he could with Vine. However, this isn’t to say that he hasn’t found anything worth watching over and over and over again . . .

(Let’s just say the “Wolf Pack Compilation” lives in his head rent-free, and he’s both too amused by it and too overwhelmed by its vibe to try and evict it.)

Dewey Finn

Dewey is . . . a special case. Given that he associates messy living and indulging in one’s pleasure a part of the rocker lifestyle, he’s generally quick to embrace whatever makes him happy. He’s very upfront about his interests and is arguably almost incapable of feeling shame. But it’s in there: Deep down. No, not in himself -- in his Spotify. Specifically, a Spotify account made on an email he never uses because it was made specifically to create this separate, uber secret playlist.

One marked “Actual Musical Bops.”

Dewey hates musicals: They’re cheesy, uninspired, gaudy, ridiculous, totally aimed at chicks with weird fantasies that he could never aspire to, and the music is just overall unimpressive. And yet, somehow, against his music elitist nature, a handful have managed to slip through the cracks. At the very least, a handful of numbers have clawed their way past his defenses and into his ear, where they now live rent-free.

In spite of his best efforts, the problems are that he’s a New Yorker, so it’s inevitable that he hears a song or two; and also that, as an instructor (to wealthy New York tweens whose families can afford frequent tripes to the Great White Way, no less), he’s definitely going to wind up hearing about some shows and their stand-out numbers: Against his will, he knows the lyrics to “My Shot”; he has cried in the secrecy of his apartment to “When I Grow Up”; in the never-necessary reason he needs to remember how many minutes there are in a year, he sings it inside his head; hell, he’s even found himself trying to figure out the electric guitar riff from “The Phantom of the Opera” during his down time.

What’s all the more embarrassing is that, given how he presents himself as a music elitist, there’s just no way he can come back from this if anyone were to know. He has to catch himself when he finds himself humming “Johanna” in the teacher’s lounge. He scowls at himself when he can’t sleep and gives in and starts playing “No One is Alone.” He wants to kick his thick ass every time he realizes he’s excited to have stumbled across a “slime tutorial” on YouTube, this one with better quality than the last. The reason he actually put a password on his phone wasn’t out of privacy like a sensible person would, but out of a need to make sure that no one ever found out that he had downloaded the entire Beetlejuice soundtrack, including jankily-recorded songs that never made it to the official cast recording for whatever reason!

And should anyone ever find out about any of this, Dewey has a plan: “Oh, I’m doing research. I’m studying these songs so I can give the kids a lesson on what not to do as actually competent musicians.”

But the lesson would never actually come. Mainly because he keeps prolonging his “research” . . .

He’s also developed a bit of a soft spot for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic due to some students gushing about it, but he would rather sooner die than ever be associated with the term “brony.”

Peter B. Parker

Peter is at a point where he’s too tired to really care about the idea of guilty pleasures. The way he sees it, there are bigger priorities at stake than worrying about someone finding out about your love of some hokey activity or food or form of entertainment.

Besides, he’s a New Yorker: There’s way weirder stuff for people to just not pay any real attention to. Hence why he thinks nothing of his bizarre eating habits. And no, this isn’t referring to his disastrous appetite: This is about his tendency to eat food with his hands. Foods that, well, he really should probably utilize eating utensils for.

To be fair, this habit has always existed in him in some form or another, especially since, as Spider-Man, he often needs to eat food on the go. But during the time he spent living the life of a depressed bachelor, it came out in full force. On the rare occasion he wasn’t eating a food that deserved to be eaten by hand, he often found himself loathing the idea of doing the dishes afterward. There would be days he’d feel only slightly less depressed; enough to make a box of Kraft Mac n Cheese in the pot, but not enough to avoid cutting out the middle man.

He’s thankful the craptastic apartment wasn’t also see-through because if it were, he’s positive his neighbors would’ve thought they were bearing witness to a man’s breakdown as he wept into a pot of macaroni and cheese, his hand full of the stuff, while wearing a Spider-Man costume. (And, to be fair, they actually would be.)

In addition to this, there were also those nights where he would be prepared to actually tuck in to a plate of spaghetti, only for some crime going on elsewhere in the city to drag him away. By the time he’d return, the plate would’ve been cold and his energy too depleted to want to even dream about cleaning more than he already had to.

The great news is that he’s thankfully done a 180, now able and willing (if begrudgingly) to clean up after himself. But bad news is that this feral man will still eat a fully-loaded baked potato like an apple. In a park. In front of women and children. He’s just too tired to care anymore. He’s aware of the guilt in this as a concept, but he’s also aware that he needs to take whatever happiness he can get out of whatever he does. And if that means eating everything by hand, then so be it!

Ahkmenrah

Funnily enough, Ahkmenrah doesn’t seem to experience much of any shame for enjoying the things most might feel the need to hide: He’s constantly curious and has missed out on a lot over the centuries, so why should he feel bad for wanting to indulge in them? Celebrity gossip is just a more fun version of the palace gossip he’d grown up hearing as a boy; reality TV is like watching a play, but with much more fights, less deaths, and more faulty romances; and sloppy meatball subs are like a feast for a man of his time!

Besides, he’s a king: Kings shouldn’t have to feel embarrassment over what the common folk might think.

And yet . . . It took some time, but eventually Ahkmenrah did experience it: Guilt in his pleasures.

He couldn’t even recall where it had all started. Maybe he was searching for more content to swallow after the most recent season of his new favorite show had ended? Whatever the case, he wound up biting off more than he could chew when he stumbled upon . . . fanfiction.

The adorable yet sad thing is that he didn’t even think anything of it at first. It wasn’t until he brought up a ship he’d invested his last few nights awake exploring on the computer: Nobody knew what the crap he was talking about, so of course he felt the need to explain it. But the more he talked, the more perplexed his friends looked. And the more he could feel his cheeks and ears burn.

Oh, he thought. Is this . . . embarrassment? Is that what this feels like? Oh, this is just foul.

Thankfully, nobody pressured him to keep talking about it, but the poor king sure as heck didn’t feel much of a desire to talk any further about it. But he needed to talk to somebody about his newly acquired “feels” as those online were calling them.

Joining fanfiction-oriented sites was the next obvious step, of course, but he’s experienced mixed feelings about it: On one hand, it’s nice to talk with people who share similar views and excitement about a fictional couple. But on the other, the digital wars that have broken out both disturb him and bring out the worst in him.

Like, of course there are bigger things to deal with than whether or not So-So is better off with Him-Ham, but if you truly think that Blah-Blah and Himhaw are a healthy relationship, then you can go do a service and bury yourself in the desert sands to provide substance to the hungry beetles with your flesh --

Suffice to say, a lot of the guilt in this pleasure seems to come from the fact that Ahk can get a little too emotionally invested if the work is really good. He tries to limit his interactions to commenting and praising certain works, and encouraging content creators. However, he’s also contemplated contributing his own pieces of fiction to the fandom . . .

#okoye #lucifer morningstar imagines #dewey finn #peter b parker imagines #ahkmenrah #okoye imagines #lucifer imagines #dewey finn imagines #ahkmenrah imagines #regrettablewritings #spiderman into the spiderverse imagines #spiderman itsv imagines #spiderman imagines #i tried posting this on my phone and it literally fucking deleted EVERYTHING #anyway @staff: the fuck is up? fix that shit because now i literally cannot post SHIT on my phone from my laptop #preference #preferences

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Hiding in Plain Sight (1)- Tom Holland X Reader

Word Count-1792

A/N: This was inspired by this wonderful post by @starsholland. Without it this would not be happening. This will be a multi part fic, but I don’t know how many chapters or when it will be posted so if you’d like to be tagged let me know:) Welcome to Tom being undercover on Tumblr. Quick notes- Y/T/B = Your Tumblr Blog, Y/A is your age :)

“You’re not going to make me go undercover on Tumblr are you?” Tom asks as they hook up the mike to his white t-shirt. “I’ve heard dangerous things about that site.”

“No, no. We’re sticking to Reddit, Twitter, Youtube. Maybe some Quora and IMDB.” The redheaded assistant sitting across from him states as she places the GQ laptop across from him. Tom sees Harrison’s shoulders silently moving up and down, laughing at the idea of him having to go undercover on the site that he had been telling horror stories of for weeks leading up to this interview. “If any of these don’t sound good to you, we can skip them.”

“No, those sound fine.” Tom says. “I’m ready whenever you are.”

“Camera A ready?” She asks the camera man sitting diagonally from where she is. In response she gets a nod. “Tom when you’re ready say something like I’m Tom Holland and I’m going undercover on the internet to answer your questions. It’s actually me. Something like that.”

From across the room Harrison watches as Tom flows through the questions easily, hoping from site to site with better technical luck than he normally has. He can guess that some of the answers will be giffed and blasted around social media within minutes of this interview going live. It would shock him if it didn’t.

“Check it out mate.” On his screen flashes Tom saying I drink tea darling over and over again. “Your fans love it. Which is good, seeing how upset a lot of them are over the Disney/Sony thing.”

“Where is this?”

“Your favorite site.”

“Instagram?”

“Tumblr.” Tom rolls his eyes and falls back into the couch.

“Why are you even on there?”

“Why aren’t you? So many fangirls, so little time.” Tom shoots a dirty look at Harrison. “But in all seriousness, there’s a lot of great reactions and gifs that you can only find on Tumblr. You should check it out.” Tom reaches for Harrison’s computer but he pulls away. “Make your own account. It costs nothing.”

“Ugh, fine.” Pulling his phone out of his pocket, downloads the app and creates an account. Expecting one of the fangirls to have already have taken his common username, he’s surprised to be able to fill out the form with tomholland2013 as his username. Will that seem too much like him? Who knows. It’s not like he’s planning to actually use this site. He just using it to see what Harrison wants him to see. “What do I look up?”

“Just search the hashtag Tom Holland and look under recent for the most recent stuff. Most of it is your undercover interview. Or you can look under the Tom Holland top posts and see what your fans are obsessed with.” Tom is on the main page and sees a suggestion of blogs. A lot of them have his name intertwined in them with his picture as the profile picture. Guess it wouldn’t hurt to follow some blogs while he’s on here?

The first one he follows is @starsholland who seems to write fanfictions about him but also shares a lot of marvel pictures. By clicking follow it brings up a lot of suggested blogs to follow. He clicks on @tonguetiedholland and sees another fanfiction writer but also a lot of posts between them and other bloggers. “Is this site just fanfiction?”

“No, there’s pictures and edits and stuff too. Why? You only interested in the fanfiction?”

“I only seem to find fanfictions.” Tom replies as he clicks on a blog called @tomhollandsstan, finding a mix of fanfictions, pictures and conversations. However his eyes scroll through one of the fics and find something much more raunchy than he anticipated finding. “Holy hell. What are they writing all of this about?”

“Reading something steamy Tommy?” Harrison teases. Tom feels his face flush with the embarrassment of knowing that there are girls and guys out there picturing stuff like this with him as the main feature.

“I’m getting off this site. It’s bloody porn.”

“No wait, you’ve just stumbled down the wrong path. Let me send you some blogs to look at.” Harrison pulls up some of the ones that are mostly pictures and reactions. “What’s your tumblr handle? I’ll send them to you?”

“Tomholland2013.”

“Really? It wasn’t taken?”

“Nope.”

“See how long it stays secretive.”

“I don’t plan on using it.” Tom says as he hits follow on some of the other blogs that Harrison sent him, including one that was @Y/T/B. He found himself scrolling through it a little more in depth than he had with any of the other pages he had been on. The posts and your reactions were more what he expected of tumblr. Glee filled, but not thirsty. Hitting follow was a no brainer.

Across the country, your phone lights up as you get a notification from Tumblr. You’re about to swipe it away, since your day is currently going down hill as the recipes you’re in the middle of trying out are turning into pinterest fails. Also you should have checked before you started baking a cake that you had powdered sugar to make frosting, so you’ll have to do another pinterest deep dive for a frosting recipe since you can’t use your tried and true recipe.

However, the name on the notification catches your eye- Tomholland2013 has followed you. Wow someone finally snatched the name. There had been jokes around the fandom for months that someone should snag the name so Tom could have it whenever or if-ever he decided to join tumblr. But it seems someone has decided to be Tom. Whoever it is though seems to enjoy your posts because they’re liking your posts in succession. While your stand mixer whirls, you open to their blog and see there’s nothing there. Not even a banner or an icon photo. They must be a super new blog. You back out of their blog and almost back out of the app when you see a message from this Tom Holland wanna be.

From: Tomholland2013

I really like all your edits of Tom. Can I use one as my profile pic? X

You pause for a second before replying. This person wasn’t the first to ask to use one of your edits as a profile picture. Why does this feel different though? It has to just be because of the name. You click to reply to the ask.

I’m so surprised someone finally took the name. Me and @imanativeofswlondondahling had a bet going on for how long it was going to stay open in case Tom wanted it. Anyway, feel free to use my edits, or if you have a favorite picture of Tom, send it my way and I’ll make an edit for you.

You hit send on the ask before you can change your mind and then you turn back to your cake- which has probably been overwhipped now.

“Do I have a favorite picture of Tom?” Tom mumbles to himself as he reads over your reply. He’d love to see something that was made for him, but that means finding a picture of himself that he wants edited. “Harrison, com’ere mate. Take a selfie with me.”

“What’s this for?” Harrison asks before posing. @Y/T/B wouldn’t know this was just a selfie. You’d probably think he just did a Google deep dive.

“Need a profile picture. For my blog.” Tom teases, before clicking back to his messages on tumblr. There has to be a way to send a direct message instead of an ask like he did before. He had been planning to use an edit you had done of him saying I drink tea darling, but he wasn’t going to toss up having a custom made icon. After fiddling around on the app for a few minutes Tom finally figures out how to send a message and sends the picture he had snapped with Harrison a few minutes earlier. He tacks on a quick message asking her to do whatever she wants with the picture and to take as long as she wants and or needs. After hitting send, he clicks back to your blog's main page, trying to learn more about you.

At the top of your page, simply stated, it reads Y/N, Y/A, Tom Holland Fan. Well that does tell him you’re around his age, so that makes him feel less like a creeper. He wants to know everything he can about you, but all he can find through scrolling is mainly, well him. He can’t explain why, but there’s a sort of pull towards you from what he can find in your messages to other people and responding to anon messages, you seem like someone he’d want to be friends with. You have a great sense of humor and make jokes as often as you can in your messages.

“Haz, can I turn on notifications for, like a certain blog?” Tom calls across the living room.

“Thought you weren’t going to use it.”

“There’s a couple blogs I like.”

“Sure, let me show you.” Tom passes his phone over and watches as Harrison turns on notifications for your blog. “Oh she’s great. Her reactions when news is posted is great.” A notification pops up on your screen. “Apparently she just posted.”

A cake maker I am not destined to be. Gordon Ramsay will make an idiot sandwich out of me.

A picture of a very sad looking cake appears under her text. “Maybe she should stick to making edits.” Harrison jokes.

“Mate, that’s rude.”

“But it’s not wrong. Plus it’s not like yours would look much better.”

“Mine would be worse.” Taking his phone back, he clicks on the comment bubble and types out: looks better than anything I would make X His inbox dings a couple moments later.

How have I never seen this photo of Harrison and Tom? Did it get posted while I was attempting to bake?

I think it’s an old photo. Found it on my phone. X And technically that’s not a lie.

Well I’ll hop on that edit. Any colors you prefer?

Blue or Red would be good I guess. X

I’ll get right on that. What’s with all the x’s?

Oh it’s a European thing. It’s just how we sign off texts and messagesX

If it’s annoying I can try and not do it?X

It’s fine. Just didn’t know why it was there.

Do you think Tom does it?

Oh most definitely. What kind of Brit would he be if he didn’t?X

Well I’ll go get on the edit, hopefully I’ll have it done in the next day or so

No hurryX

Thanks againX

#Tom holland #tom holland tumblr #tom holland undercover #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland imagine #harrison osterfield #imanativeofswlondondahling #starsholland #tonguetiedholland #tomhollandsstan

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ally-writes-many-things · 4 years

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Secret Voight (Jay Halstead) S2 Part 6

Summary: The team finally knows that Y/N is Voight's daughter. One secret is out but theres still one secret that's not out. Y/N and Jay's relationship. Will that stay a secret or not? I mean Voight always finds out

Words: 2858

Requested: yes

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Warning or A/N: I have 3 more parts and I'm done.

You and Jay finally had a day off and you guys were at Jay's. You guys were supposed to be watching a movie that Jay rented, but you guys were to concentrate on making fun of each other to pay attention to it. You both were on the sofa, your legs over his. "Says the guy who is obviously attempting to impress me all the time,"

Jay gives you the side eyed. "When?"

"Every time we have to chase down a suspect, you go and do extreme efforts,"

"Sorry to break it to you baby girl, I've done that before you even arrived here,"

"Oh, I know, but it's gotten worse since I've joined. You do realize putting yourself in harm's way doesn't do you any justice and won't get you laid you know, right?"

He looked at you and mouths, oh and then pushed you off his legs, which makes you fall on the floor. You giggle and sat up thinking about a way to get him back. You smiled to yourself. You got up off the ground and straddled Jay's lap. His eyes were full of lust. You bit your lip, straining to hold back your lust for him. He moved his hand to touch your face, but you grabbed both of his hands and held them down. You moved down to kiss his lips and then slowly yoy moved down to his jaw and then you lightly graze my lips against his neck and he let out a small moan as you bit down on his neck. I forgot the reason, you was doing as you let my desire to get the best of him. Jay broke through my grip as he was much stronger than me. He quickly took my shirt off and started doing what you was doing to him but more aggressive.

Your phone started to ring, but you didn't care as you took Jay's shirt off. The voice message notification went off as Jay got your shirt off.

As you started to unbutton Jay's pants, his phone started to ring. You stopped doing what you did, looked at him knowing who was calling. You got off Jay's lap and let him grab his phone. He showed you the caller I.D and saw that it was Voight. He got his breath under control before he answered the phone while he answer the phone, you grabbed your phone and listened to the voicemail. You had a case that needed your help and Voight said the same thing to Jay. You put your shirt on and went to the bathroom and noticed that a couple of spots on your neck were red and started to bruise. "Shit,"

You quickly opened a drawer, saying a quick thanks for your forgetful ass, leaving some of your makeup here. You quickly applied it to your neck as Jay came in the bathroom. "Think you can do that for me too,"

You turned and saw that his neck was doing the same as yours.

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You walked into the casino with Jay and Voight eyed you two for a second before addressing the team. "Trade Casino,"

Voight started walking towards the back and you looked at Jay and with a wink went. "Feeling lucky?"

Jay's lips twitched up for a few second before he forced himself to hide it. You walked into the back and see multiple D.O.As. Antonio was already in there and he sees you. "Over here. They killed the damn errand boy too,"

Your heart shattered when you saw the little boy. You guys saw walked over to where the security cameras were at it and watch them. Voight didn't take his eyes off the camera. "Surgical,"

Dawson saw the moment the little boy came in. "They were startled by the boy."

Jay saw the little details. "Weapons. Uniforms. Military, for sure. These guys are pros,"

Voight looked at Lane, "I wanna copy of this in the Intelligence office before we get back,"

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We've been in intelligence for about an hour digging up anything your hands on. You put up a few different pictures on the board at the same Jay did. "All right, this is an illegal triad gambling den. It's one of the dozen that Vice think they operate in the area. Problem is they tend to shut down and pop up somewhere else quickly,"

"Who's their competition?"

Jay pointed at a picture. "Cermak Crew,"

Antonio walked closer to the board, but leaned against your desk. "They got a lockdown on the illegal lotto in the neighborhood,"

Jay pointed towards Antiono but then moved his arms. "They take the nickels and dimes, and the triads take the bigger cash,"

Voight looked between you, Jay and Antonio. "This Cermark crew looking for a bigger piece?

"They could be,"

Lane walked up the stairs and into where we all were. "Alright. I went back seven days and downloaded all in-progress, and service calls in close proximity to the Chinatown quad. WE got three calls on suspicious vehicles. I ran the plates. Legit, Legit, but the third came back ghost. I put that plate into our lookout database and just got a text back with its location. 236 West First. Right back in Chinatown,"

Jay walked back over to his desk and moved some paper around. "That's another trait gambling den. It looked like a karaoke bar from the outside, but they're playing pai Gow once you go in,"

"Alright, let's go,"

Jay offered to go into the den alone. The longer he was in there, the longer you worried, but you knew Jay could handle himself. About maybe ten minutes come comes out talking about how there are cops in there and now you are back in intelligence. Voight walked up to Jay and threw a file on his desk. "They're cops? This the guy you saw?"

Jay picked up the file and looked through it. "Yeah, he had his gun in the traid's mouth,"

You all looked at the file. "You know him?"

Voight looked at you and nodded. "That's Jimmy Shi. We were partners when I first came up. Me and Jjimmy worked the gang unit with Alivin. Ivory tower recognized he'd be better served working undercover in Chinatown,"

Al stood up from his seat and walked over to where you guys were standing. "Yeah, perfect place for him,"

Voight reached for the file back and then addressed the team. "He's got his own vice squad now all Chinese cops."

Jay stood up from his desk and shrugged. "All I can tell you is he was dressed like the guys in the video, and he was looking awfully cranked,"

You walked over to your desk, leaned on it. "So why don't we put a tail on him, see what's what?"

Voight didn't even entertain that idea. "Causee it ain't him,"

You eyed him. "You sure on that?"

"Yes, he's a cop,"

"You're the boss,"

Voight shot down any mention of Shi being dirty and that he'll talk to him. The team had no other choice but to agree mainly because you all trusted Voight. You and the rest of the team were waiting at sis' place. You and your father in the same car. Voight wanted to talk to you which you thought it was about Justin. "You know this whole trusting someone cause he's a cop is gonna burn you someday,"

Voight just looked at you for a second before talking. "Well, I'll cross that bridge if needed,"

Voight turned and looked over towards where Jay and Ruzek were at in Jay's truck. "Are you sure there isn't anything between you and Jay?"

You rolled your eyes and looked at him. This protective dad is getting old. "Dad, I''ve told you, nothing is going on there and even if it was, it's none of your concern. I'm old enough to make my own decision and if I want to date someone, I will,"

"It is, if it'll affect the job,"

You were getting annoyed with this whole 'dating your partner will just cause problems' shit. You were done with that mindset. You can date someone and still be a badass and still do what it right. "It wouldn't. I know how to separate personal things from work things. Now, drop it,"

Voight was about to say something, but dropped it and looked out the car. "Shy,"

He tries to get out, but you held him back and watched him for a few second before opening your mouth. "We are already here, why don't just trail him and if it leads to nothing, then you can talk to him,"

Voight looked at you and thought about what you were saying and he finally agreed. "Fall back. We are gonna put a tail on Jimmy,"

We ended up following ship to a building and Antonio called in to Voight and told them that the rest of the vice team came in after we got there. We saw his team walking up to meet Shi and putting on masks. "We got 'em. Let them make an entry, "

It was about a few minutes after the call from Antonio when they finally make an entry. "Everyone move in,"

You grabbed your gun and your bullet proof vest and walked up to where Jay was still getting ready. You give me the 'be careful' look and he gives you one back. Voight fastening his vest and looked at all of us. "Antonio, you, Olinsky, and Atwater take the front. Me, Halstead, and Y/N will take the back,"

We all nodded. I was going to take the lead, but Voight made me go last.

Yeah, I'm the one who can't separate personal from work.

You went to the front, and you have seen the others walk in and you went and busted into the main room of this place. "Chicago P.D,"

You walked pointed a gun at another suspect as the team did the same.

Voight pointed the gun at Shi. "Put down the gun,"

Shi wasn't listening. Put it down,"

After a few minutes of the suspect an intense staring contest and not listening he finally put down the gun and got on his knees. After he got on his knees, the rest of his team did too. While bringing them out of the buliding, Voight ripped of the mask and exposed Shi. "What the hell are you doing here, Voight?"

Voight didn't even looked at him. "We got you for this robbery and four others,"

"Robberies? We're here apart of a six-month operation to take down the leadership of the traid,"

"Yeah? Then why are you all skulled up, Jimmy?"

"I've been wokring this Chinatown detail for 11 years. They know my face. We were going to shake down the employees of that place to get the names on the traid. Now, at least put us in the cars, would you, please?"

You were now in the back of the precinct after taking Jimmy out of the car and Jay went up to Intelligence. "What are you now Voight, Interal Affairs?"

Voight looked at Shi. "We caught a robbery homicide case, and Intelliegnce prursed it. The gang in the video look a hell of a lot like you,"

"I'm not dirty!"

"Jimmy-"

Voight was going to say something but Jimmy. "We were partners. Partners! And did I ever look sidesides at you? At Alvin? Not Once not when they came asking about Brownin. Not ever,"

Jay comes back downstairs and into the back room. "There's been another robbery. They hit the pool hall Jimmy and Rick here stopped at eariler,"

You were at the pool hall and every single person that was alive when you were in not even an hour before, were shot and dead. You and Dawson walked back to the hall after talking to witnesses. "Four masked suspects with rifles,"

"Witnesses said that they could be gone and out without bloodshed but I guess thats not the style,"

Voight looked back at Shi. "We saw you and Rick come in by yourselves,"

"Yeah. We got a C.I inside here. He gave us the C.B.A address where you arrrested us He's the one that gots a new coin slot in his head,"

"When you came out, you radioed your crew?"

"That's right,"

You talked before he could. "They're on your radio,"

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You were back in the lobby in Intelligence talking about the details about the case with Shi. Voight looked at the board that had all the details on it and then looked back towards the team. "So we got a four men crew impersonating Jimmy's vice unit, freelancers, probably ex milltary, listening in on their radio calls and hitting vulnerable casinos as soon as they know Jimmy's left,"

Dawson walked up next to Voight and looked at the team as well. "That's right so we should use that against them. Jimmy, why don't we have you and your team bait a fake count house with Olinsky and me acting as bankers? You guys radio amongst each other you got 200,000from some new den, and they're in the process of banding it. Once we're inside, we put out a fradulent 10-1 office-needs-assistance call, and you guys radio in, aboriting your surveilance to respond to the call and then we wait,"

Jimmy was silent until now. "Yeah, with a sticky net,"

"We tie this crew to the other robberies, we put 'em away forever,"

While Antonio went to the court house to get a court order, you were in the back room of the precinct with Jay restocking everything and making sure everything that you need is in the veichle. For the time being it was just you and Jay doing it. "You know what we started this morning isn't over,"

You smiled. "Obiviously. I mean I started it and I intend to finish it,"

Jay winked at you and was about to kiss you when you heard footsteps coming down the stairs. You two quickly parted and you saw that it was Jimmy. "You look just like your mom,"

Just hearing him compare you to your mom, pissed you off. You might looked like her not that where the simarillties end. "Too bad, I never got to know that,"

You picked up a box and put it in the veichle and shut the door. You turned and saw he was looking at you funny. "Know what?"

"You didn't know?"

Jimmy shook his head at you. "No?"

"She died a few months after she had me because she was too much of a drug addict who was always looking for the next fix instead of taking care of her kid,"

You didn't say anything else. You just walked back upstairs leaving a confused Shi in the back room.

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You were now outside the fake count house with Voight, Rick, Burgess and Atwater while Jay, Antonio, Ruzek, and Al were inside the house. You didn't know what was being said as you didn't have a radio that had Rick and Jimmy had. After a few minutes of not knowing anything. Voight calls radios Al and you heard it. "Okay, Olinksy, call it in,"

You heard the radio click on and Al's voice come through. "Offier calling for help, multiple offenders on scene. 10-1,"

About ten minutes you saw a maroon SUV coming, you quickly got on the radio. "Here they come, A crown vic and a maroon SUV,"

Voight was the next one to come over the radio. "Remember, we got to let them breach if we want to pin this one them,"

"Roger that,"

They got out the car and up to the door and before we could get a heads up to the team, they threw a flashbang inside the house. You and your team quickly jumped out of the car and ran over to the house. You drew your gun and started shooting as they started shooting at you. You dodge behind a park car and saw that there was a suspect running. You quckly grabbed your radio. "Suspect is on foot. I'm in pursuit,"

You quickly dodge between cars until you were out of the line of fire and then went full sprint. You had saw him turn into an alley, you quickly turned and saw him trying to climb up a high fence. You run up to him and pulled his ass off the fence and onto the ground and quickly put your gun on him. You heard the radio turn on and it was Jay. "Y/N? Location,"

You removed one hand off the gun to talk answer Jay. "Half way down the street in an alleyway,"

A few moments later, Jay appeared and walked up to you two and put handcuffs on the suspect. "Now whose the one playing superhero?"

You put your gun away and laughed.

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You knocked on Jay's door about an hour after you left work today. Jay opened the door and instantly grabbed you and pulled you into the house egar to finish what you started that morning.

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Label: yg entertainment

Stage name: Barbie

Debut year: 2014 (4yrs active)

Debut concept: sexy, dark, story driven, rap and dance heavy, hip hop/pop track!

Number of members: 1(solo artist)

Group name: you go by your stage name, Barbie!

Fandom name: bb's

Position: main dancer, vocal, rap and visual; basically everything (because you rock!)

Male bestie: Yukhei (NCT)

How you meet: you hurt eachother both physically and emotionally, and then laughed about it. Alot! It was a normal day, you had just returned from dance practice and you were kind of exhausted; so you weren't paying that much attention to your surroundings! And then, let's just say, you hit a wall. Literally! Knees buckling, foreheads banging, elbows stabbing eachother in the stomachs - you struggled to break free. "Oh my freakin- you broke my face!! My face is broken!! What the hell is your forehead made out of?!! Bricks?!" "Well, I wouldn't of had to break your face if you had just watched where you were going, you frat-boy looking douche!" There was a long pause, some intense eye contact and then you both were cracking up; red faced and both clutching your stomachs, you managed to introduce yourselves! You've been attached at the hip ever since! You both have 4D personalities and you both love to make people laugh! You're 100x more extra when you're with eachother! Like Bonnie and Clyde, Tom and Jerry - you have eachothers back but always tease eachother constantly! He quickly becomes one of your best friends! He also gets oddly really protective of you, in a funny way, and his band mates like to tease him to see his reaction! "Hmm, I think my girl crush would have to be Barbie! She's really sexy!" "...(delayed reaction) Wait, what!? (^..gif..^)..who just said that!?? I'll stab you in the eye with a fork!!.." Even though he uses humor to mask how much he dislikes other people talking about you, you know if it came down to it, he would genuinely put someone in their place for you! Your friendship is the sweetest! (*sob*.. my 4D son!)

Female bestie: Lisa (Black Pink)

How you meet: you meet through dance! You had started taking more and more dance classes and workshops after your debut and occasionally you would meet new people in those classes! Long story short, she "accidently" caught you off gaurd after practice one day and you might have turned around and kicked her in the shin in a desperate attempt to "defend" yourself. You apologized over and over again but she just wouldn't stop laughing and take your apology, "hahahahhahahahaha you call that self defense?! You looked like a rabid bunny...I'm sorry hahahhaha...I can't stop laughing...hahaha.." "HA! Hilarious. Laugh it up..." She ends up choking which makes you laugh hysterically, until both of you are just a mess of giggles. You quickly end up bonding over your love for dance and food! And it became kind of a game between you two, on who could sneak up and scare the other more: at award shows, at fan meets, at restaurants; any and everywhere you could possibly think of! You had gotten in couple of good scares, but she was still the reigning queen! Which, she always brags about! "Lisa, you're best friends with Barbie right!?" "Yeah! She's my bestie!" "I hear you like to sneak up and scare eachother! How do you usually do it?!" "Yeah! I get her everytime! Like this...(^.. gif..^).." She's such a fruitloop, but you love her!

Group bestie: NCT Dream

How you meet: it was one of the weirdest encounters you've had in your entire life, to be completely honest. One second you were picking out something to eat at the local 7-11 and then without warning you were surrounded by a pack of fetus looking thugs. "You barbie!?" "We've literally watched every single one of her music videos and all of her interviews. We know what she looks like, why would you ask such a stupid question!?" "I was just trying to act cool!" "Well that's your problem right there! You're a rapper not an actor!" "You want to fight me!?" "Oh look, Canada thinks he can throw down.." "Stop pushing his buttons, Haechan. But on a serious note, we've all seen pictures of her on Lucas' phone sooooo that definitely was a stupid question.." "I swear to go-" "Umm, sorry to interrupt but...what is happening!?" "We're your new best friends, we're here to replace Lucas. Nice to meet you!" "Ummm..I mean..okay, sure.." And just like that, your fate was sealed! (No joke, my brothers football team actually did this to me! Soooo yeah, this legit happened!) You end up not really minding though. They are super supportive, always cheering you on and hyping you up! It's kind of cute, they follow you around like little ducklings; always competing with Lucas for your attention and friendship. "Noona, Yukhei said you prefer atleast one of your bestfriends to be buff so..(^.. gif..^).." You love them!

Ship name: b-min, smiley couple

How you meet: you ran into him at an award show. Literally! You were too busy trying to watch out for Lisa! You knew she was obviously attending the award show, and you knew it was the perfect setting and opportunity for her to sneak up and scare you; so you weren't paying attention to anything! Until you were laying flat on the ground, another human being hovering over you. "Yikes, are you okay!?" "Oh my god! I'm soooo sorry!" You apologize profusely as he tries to help you stand. "It's no problem, I might be short but I'm sturdy- nope, I take that back, you're shorter.." With red cheeks and shaky hands you both stumbled awkwardly through your introductions and from then on, it was history! He ended up asking you out and you jumped at the gun to say yes; you've been together ever since. He really is a great boyfriend, always cuddling you, buying you flowers, taking you out to eat, supporting you. (I'm actually getting kind of jealous lmfao) He's whipped and his band mates tease him about it all the time! "And here we have Park Jimin not paying attention to the camera at all because he's too busy texting Barbie! What a shocker!....(^.. gif..^)..." You're total relationship goals!

Biggest fan: Wooseok (Pentagon) is probably your biggest fan! He's constantly listening to your music, watching your MV's, downloading your songs, watching your TV appearances and talking about you in interviews! "I'm a huge fan of Barbie-noona! She's really talented and she's such a good dancer! I would love to collab with her sometime in the future!" It's the cutest thing; he's such a big fan of everything you do and he's so loyal to your fandom, constantly calling himself a fellow bb! "Wooseok, quick question! Do you think there is anyone in the world that dances better than Barbie?!" "...(^..gif..^)..." It's adorable!

Scandal: it's not a secret that you're a dancing dancer who loves to dance, and it's definitely not a secret that EXO's Kim Jongin is one of the best dancers out there, in your opinion! (It's a total FACT!) So given that he's actually one of your closest friends, even an older brother at times; always willing to practice with you and give you advice! You use this to your benefit! Often! That's why dispatch has photographs of you and Jongin together on multiple nights! "New romance between Solo Artist Barbie and EXO's Kai?!" "Ken and Barbie?! More like Kai and Barbie! New hott couple alert!" You both end up laughing until you're curled up in a ball on the floor. "Really?! A Barbie and Ken joke!? That's what they're leading with?" "You're a bit too vertically challenged to be a Barbie, but honestly I'm killing it in the Ken department.." "Jongin, are you actually trying to fight me right now?!" It's really ridiculous!

Other activities: sure, you're a singer and a rapper but dancing is and always will be your number one! It's your passion, it's what you went to school for and it's what you live to do! So when yg suggests that you start trying to broaden your fan base with some type of variety show or competition like 'Hit the Stage' you freaked out! (Girllllllll, so would I!)You were so excited but also very nervous to showcase more of your dancing skills on such a big platform but it turned out to be one of the funnest experiences! You ended up feeling right at home amongst the other dancers, made some new friends, learned more about dance as a craft and even made some new fans! "It was just sooo fun! I was definitely nervous but I pulled though! I knew I had it in me!" "Ohhhh wow, so you're just not going to give me credit at all!? I mean, its not like I went through another dating scandal just to help you practice or anything, right?! How rude of you, midget." "Oh my god, Jongin, I swear I will push you down a flight of stairs..." It was awesome!

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@kbabie heyyyy sooooo yeahhh, thank you so much for your patience! I know it takes me hella long to do idol ships, because I kind of overdo it. But thank you so much for the request, I hope you like it! Please feel free to let me know what you think! 😅

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