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Day 1702, 19 February 2023
#London#Canary Wharf#cylinder#flats#apartments#round#architecture#tall#high#one park drive#residential#England#UK
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When the Robins were too young to convincingly pass as drivers, they'd always insist that Bruce drive them to school or anyplace they were running late to, because Bruce's extensive illegal racing experience meant they were guaranteed to make it there on time. Or even early sometimes.
#You know that old meme where that Gorbachev was driving that one time instead of his driver#and the polizei dudes went “no way in fucking hell am I arresting anyone important enough for Gorbachev to drive around”#It's that#THey see the prince of the city behind the wheel and the cops assume he's got a decent reason for breaking every speed limit and rule of th#road#alfred chills with the kid in the back and nearly knocks his head against the window thrice#GPS squinting at their time: “how the hell did you get there in five minutes?”#Bruce pulling up to the parking lot with smoking car tyres#to the horror of the other PTA parents#dc comics#bruce wayne#batfamily#batman#personal#dick grayson#jason todd#Damian wayne#i guess#I do not see Timmy or Cass requiring this#Stephanie brown#maybe
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park seonghwa being kim hongjoong's most loyal in don't stop
as requested by @vesvosmozhno
#ateez#atiny#park seonghwa#seonghwa#kim hongjoong#hongjoong#atz#this was driving me CRAZY the way hongjoong looks at him#seonghwa being the one to deliver#god i am obsessed with dont stop#i have a thousand copies of it saved everywhere the fall of universal or whatever scarred me#mine
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breathtaking jimin for @jkvjimin✨
#btsgif#btsedit#pjmdaily#dailybts#userdimple#userpat#raplineuser#tuserandi#annietrack#usersky#userkelli#useremmeline#usermaggie#usermizuoka#usersevn#creatyoon#heyginkgo#jiminedit#park jimin#bts#*#funny but i made this gifset for your birthday pat <3#but then i changed my mind and did the other post#and today is his bday (it's still 13th here) so i haven't made a special post so i want to post this one from my drafts#for my main pink jimin enthusiast💖#bc he looks so fine here#the contrast between his hair and the suit drives me insane#the coloring is not quite consistent bc of the light in the bg sorry i still hope you'll like it ^^#thank you for all your love and support pat it means the world to me🌷
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This is Biker!Simon to a T. Need I say more?
GOD THAT WAS SO HOT i rewatched that ten times i swear 😭
NO BECAUSE THAT IS ABSOLUTELY BIKER!SIMON LETS GOOOOO
simon would rev up to catch up with the car and absolutely smack the window i fear :(( not even to break it because he’s still a gentleman, RAHH, but fold it inwards since they (car driver) don’t seem to use it anyway :/
he’ll take the next exit, looking at the mirrors to see if you’re right behind him, before turning on his hazard lights and stopping at a safe area. you follow suit, head tilted in confusion as you watch simon dismount and walk towards you.
you flip your visor up. “what’s wrong?”
“nothing,” he says, taking his helmet off. “jus’ makin’ sure y’r alright.”
this makes your stomach clench, your cheeks filling up with warmth.
“yeah,” you reply, clearing your throat. “you?”
“i’m fine.” he knocks his knuckles on your fuel tank. “y’did good keepin’ calm.”
you giggle, your adrenaline now spiked with giddiness—it seems like no matter how long you two have been together, simon still manages to make your breath run ragged; your heart beating within your ribs as heat envelops you whole. it’s unsaid, his love for you, but it burns, bright and protective.
“thanks.” you rub at your neck, lips still tugged up in a full smile. “knew someone’s got my back, so.”
“i always will,” simon huffs, serious, before ducking his head down in his shyness. you catch the flush rising to his ears, anyway, and you bite at your bottom lip to keep down the giddy giggles.
my gorgeous, protective, boy.
#anon#biker!simon#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#ask#suns#WE ARE SO BACK (i hope)#sped through this im sorry but i had to get something biker out bc i just. had an embarrassing moment w one a while ago and#i need to overwrite it 😭😭#(basically i was having my driving class today and the instructor was teaching me how to parallel#but in front of me were two bikers and yall they left bc i couldnt park well so they gave me space 😭)
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Character A separates from Character B to take a breather from the kiss, only to laugh in surprise when Character B starts pulling them on top of them.
"What are you doing?" they question, straddling Character B; feels Character B pressing against them. They blink, swallowing heavily; it doesn't take much for them to understand what that means, as they cautiously grind their hips down against Character B's, testing the waters.
Character B's hands sneak up their torso, hands cupping their clothed breasts, massaging them gently as Character A lets out soft little sighs and breathy moans, hips quickening with speed; ducking down to bury their face on Character B's neck every now and again out of embarrassment and to muffle the noises they were making.
"Wait, wait, wait," Character B breathes out, holding onto Character A's hips to stop them from moving. Character A sits up, looking down at them, heart skipping a beat at the way Character B stares up at them with hooded eyes. "We shouldn't be too loud, yeah? How about we go somewhere else?"
#based on personal experience lmfaoofeneklnwf#bc one anon asked me to spill the tea so UHHH#his family members were in their respective rooms and the walls aren't sound proof and considering how noisy i was last time... welfnwelkfn#we ended up going to some park which is like a 10-15 minute drive from his house to hug and makeout#i'm pretty sure he wanted to Do Other Things but in my head i was like “this is a public fucking place so absolutely not ewlkfnwelkfn"#like i'm pretty sure he had other intentions with the context i've given in the prompt lol#cat guy chronicles#writing prompts#prompts#dialogue prompts#smut prompts#suggestive prompts#otp prompts#writing scenarios
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listen I get what people mean when they say things like "there are no happy endings in Hatchetfield" cuz yes the series does tend towards the bleak a majority of the time
but also does Watcher World mean NOTHING to you people???
#bill and alice literally escape blinky and drive away from the theme park with a more understanding relationship#i will not allow them to be ignored#its not even the only one id say ends happily but its the most straightforwardly happy ending so its the one im going with#cj says stuff#hatchetfield
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Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous
Running Gag: Yaz Crashes the Car
It's a scientific fact that if you put Yaz in control of a wheeled vehicle, eventually, you will no longer have a vehicle. It may be deliberate, it may be the fault of the vehicle, she may not even be in the driver's seat, but if any insurance company were to find out, her premiums will be through the roof.
#it's ALMOST ALMOST ALMOST a Seasonal Tradition#but technically the last one is in the Season 4 finale#yasmina fadoula#jurassic world: camp cretaceous#camp cretaceous#jwcc#yaz#sidenote: I love how every shot comes with her hand starting the vehicle#I don't think they have to do that#but they do#and it's just nice to see a hand moving a lever#and yes: I know she doesn't crash the limo#it's a miracle really#but technically...she parks it in a Bad Spot#also she wrecks the hang glider#so I don't know if it's just wheeled vehicles#BUT#she is also the only one to come out of the cattle drive with an intact gyrosphere#so thank you jimmy fallon#I LOVE RUNNING GAGS#and now we all know the question#WILL SHE CONTINUE HER STREAK???????????????#we find out TOMORROW
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they had to pause their morning workout to drive wash to the ER at 7 am bc he somehow got hit by a car while getting mail. there's traffic. maine fiddles with the radio and carolina is imagining herself parkouring over the other cars
#rvb#red vs blue#maine#wash#carolina#agent washington#agent maine#agent carolina#mine#*24#i just saw that image again and wanted to redraw it and this concept just manifested itself#i lost the og ref photo but its the one w/ the big beefy guy and the blonde woman + they both got tits. if u don't know it dw lol#also in a modern au carolina has like a subaru or a honda civic and it's teal. she's the only one of the blues who even has a car#tex had a motorbike. no one else in blue team even has a license except wash but he doesn't actually have a car he just needed a license#but the blues are like 'we never even fucking go anywhere why would we pay all the car insurance shit + parking'#if they rly need to they can just bum a ride from someone or wash can rent a car or whatever#carolina will only drive them (she doesn't trust wash not to crash) in an absolute emergency bc they made fun of her car saying#it's a PTA mom car and she's petty. if youre not gonna die she doesn't care
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Okay gang, here's a silly little game. I've assembled six teams of blended Narnia and Tolkien/LotR characters. Here they are:
For bonus points, tell me in the tags where you're going on your road trip, who has what role (driving, snacks, aux) on the road, and what you'll stop off and see along the way
#this is shameless inspired by the lotr national parks poll#but the crossover potential is just too good#also for characters who wouldn't reasonably fit in said VW bus just handwave it#everyone basically fits okay?#narnia#pontifications and creations#ask me hard questions#tolkien legendarium#i myself am going with team 5 (to no one's shock)#we're gonna hit national parks across america#Bilbo and Treebeard can trade off as DJ#Eärendil gets to help drive and navigate#Lucy is in charge of snapping pics out the window#Reepicheep can lead us in some road trip games or something idk#i feel like this would be a really lovely group to just sit and stare at natural beauty in silence together#which is kinda my jam#occasionally pointing out something really especially lovely#would be fun#edit: as if I left put your fave character I'm sorry both these series have about a million so it was bound to happen#and for Narnia in particular I was trying to bias it towards Narnians rather than friends of narnia#also i was seriously tempted to do a 'team dragon' which would be all the tolkien dragons + eustace haha#polls
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After Danny is crowned Ghost King, Amity Park becomes detached from the mortal realm and is suspended between the two realms, much like Danny is. In an effort to combat this isolation from the rest of the world, Danny opens up his castle to the residents of Amity. (Not his Lair, just the castle he earned via conquest.)
Now the castle is more like a community center, and it’s constantly filled with both humans and ghosts coming and going. The Amity Parkers are already liminal, so visiting the Zone is actually healthy for them! The school takes the kids on regular field trips, ghost vs. human competitions get very heated, and overall everyone bonds over their shared freakiness and comes to terms with the fact they’ll never venture out into their world ever again.
But just because they’re detached from their world, doesn’t mean the residents of Amity can’t visit other worlds. :)
And it just so happens that their new community castle is filled to the brim with magic doors and ancient treasures to help aid on their noble quest of inter-dimensional grocery shopping.
#pondhead blurbs#danny phantom#ghost king danny#community castle au#liminal amity park#they can’t reattach to their world enough to allow anyone to leave#so for the sake of not going stir crazy#they refurbish the kings castle and it becomes just another part of amity#it’s a community center#people go to hang out or eat free food or raid the library#ghosts and humans mingle#it’s driving Walker nuts#this can work with any crossover#but I’m just thinking of like#Paulina popping into a Batburger in the DC verse to pick up some munchies for community movie night#orders a mountain of food and pays in emeralds the size of her fist#also she’s in like half armor cause she and star were taking javelin lessons from Pandora#gotta build some muscle if she wants to do that one flip at the football game next month#cheerleading is hard okay!#this is not the weirdest thing the Batburger employee has seen#but it’d be even funnier if Jason was walking by and she offered to hold the door for him#except it was the inter dimensional door and he just got kidnapped and invited to movie night#eh#he’ll go home in the morning#which is two weeks later for the dc verse#oh dear#dpxdc
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Fluent Freshman - Part 29
PREVIOUS
“Neil, why do you have Smith’s phone?” Andrew asks as the two of them are setting out plates for lunch. Neil startled and looked down at the phone that he had just sat at the table and furrowed his brow.
“What do you mean? This is mine?” Neil asks. He knows his phone even if he’s not really the best with them.
The one that Andrew had given him his Freshman year had died after it got run over by the Maserati when Neil left it on the roof of the car by accident. The second one Andrew had gotten him had been destroyed in rather spectacular fashion earlier in the year when he’d had a bit of a freak out on January 19th. The team knew better than to text him on that particular day now but Andrew had said that he’d take custody of his phone this year. Wymack had stepped in with a phone that same day before Andrew could buy him a new one and that phone had been launched at the Baseball captain that summer.
All this to say, Neil is now looking at the phone in concern because it is highly likely he swapped his with FF’s.
“No it’s not.” Andrew sighs and points to a corner, “You cracked yours up here.” He opens the phone and then the contacts and sure enough Neil doesn’t see his own contacts but the ones that Nicky had programmed into FF’s the day before.
“Oh, I guess I switched them at the hospital.” He says with an embarrassed blush. Maybe he should get a little accessory to differentiate his phone from the other ones that Wymack has gotten.
There’s a slight commotion in the kitchen, “Kevin, stop trying to add vanilla protein powder to Smithy’s soup!” Nicky shouts.
“He needs protein to heal properly! That nutritionist might just feed him a loaf of bread since he is using an outdated model!” Kevin argues back.
“Kevin the doctor said clear soup also do you want to make Smiths sick? Vanilla protein powder and chicken broth?” Aaron asks disgust evident.
“I’d use unflavored but this is all that’s in the house and I am not going shopping until this weekend is over.” Kevin argues back.
“Smiths went out shopping on Black Friday and came back unscathed. He even went out into the worst of it just to get some groceries for baking and breakfast.” Aaron says with a huff.
“He still got stabbed!” Kevin returns.
“Kevin, he was definitely not grocery shopping when he got stabbed.” Nicky shoots back.
“He needs-“
“Przywiążę cię do krzesła.” Neil hears Smith’s Grandma cut Kevin off. Her tone is so sweet just like it has been the last couple times she has interrupted an argument between them all. She really has warmed up to them since Andrew confessed.
Nicky lets out a loud bark of laughter.
“Are you okay?” Aaron asks.
“Yeah, cutting onions make me laugh.” Nicky returns quickly.
Kevin walks out of the Kitchen with the same gooey expression he’s gotten every time Smith’s Grandma has said something sweet to him but considering how often and how hard Nicky laughs at what she says he wonders if she’s just sassing him in a sweet tone.
He really needs to pick up a phrase book.
He might like her even more if his theory is correct.
“It shouldn’t be a big problem.” Neil says but he is a bit more careful as he moves FF’s phone away from where it could get damaged. “Smith is definitely asleep. He looked really tired.” Neil says and it twists his own stomach to think about how FF looked in his hospital bed. FF wouldn’t take anything more than the bare minimum when it came to pain medication.
Each “I’m fine.” He gave had him coming to a deeper and deeper understanding of how frustrating it is to have someone who is CLEARLY not fine say they are.
“I’m more concerned about who might text you.” Andrew says.
Neil shrugs, “Ichirou is more the type to just show up.” Because it’s true. Every time he’s met Ichirou there had been very little warning.
Andrew frowns but then Nicky is coming out with lunch. It was nothing fancy but a home cooked meal always made Neil feel warm. Smith’s grandma had just been using what was in their pantry so far but the two other meals (and her pie) had been amazing.
“Lunch is ready. We’ll head back to the hospital afterwards to see when Smithy can get discharged.” Nicky says putting a large bowl of pasta in the center of the table. Aaron came out a moment later with the Parmesan shaker and the protein powder bottle.
“Here you go Kevin, add as much as you want to your own meal.” Aaron says in a sweet tone just like Smith’s Grandma.
“Eat shit Aaron.” Kevin scowls now knocked out of his gooey expression as fills his plate with pasta and reaches for the Parmesan.
Neil can’t help but let out a puff of laughter at the interaction and lets the worry of being away from his phone slide away. FF was sleeping, he was safe, and Ichirou had not expressed any interest in talking to him.
“Pass that to me when you’re done.” Neil asks pointing at the Parmesan as he fills his and Andrew’s plates.
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There had been a plan.
Nathaniel Wesninski was supposed to be at this hospital at least according to his cell phone location. His future investment was not the best at keeping that device on him though so he was willing to wait when there were no signs of the Wesninski. There would, of course, be a cost for his patience. He had his men go seek out the uninvolved civilian. If Wesninski came back and found his friend threatened due to his lackadaisical nature with his phone perhaps he’d remember to keep it on him.
Except now that very uninvolved civilian is sitting in front of him. The ’Smith’ that Wesninski had spoken of.
He sees Wesninski’s phone sat on the table and his eyes go back to the young man in front of him. He wonders if this was some ploy by Wesninski, some statement. This young man in front of him took out one of the Butcher’s top men on his own.
He’d confirmed it when he’d gone to see Jackson earlier that day. He went to remind them what would happen if they tried to turn over anything to the Federal agents and to see how two of his biggest headaches had been taken out so suddenly.
Jackson talked about how Wesninski’s friend hadn’t seemed surprised to find him in the alley, had seemed like he had been expecting it and how swiftly he had been taken out. Wesninski’s guard dog had gone out afterwards and they’d lead Romero into a trap that resulted in his arrest and this civilian swearing up and down that Romero was the one that stabbed him even though Romero asserts that he never had a firm grip on the knife.
A great way to ensure he was held by the police while they were fully investigated. They wouldn’t have much time to investigate either of the Butcher’s remnants. Ichirou was only offering the choice between something painful or something easy.
The young man in front of him offered nothing, waiting for Ichirou to begin the talks. His expression clearly showing that he’d happily wait Ichirou out as if he was long used to tense silences. There is no doubt that this man in front of him knows exactly who he is but he still has the audacity to wait him out.
“Where is Wesninski?” He tightens his fist at having to ask first.
“That’s not Captain Neil’s last name anymore.” FF returns with the first hint of expression on his face being a frown.
The first piece of information given. So, loyal to Nathaniel and not to the Wesninski line. Loyal to Captain Neil.
“Captain Neil is getting lunch.” He answers, “I’m the only one here for you to talk to right now.” He adds after a moment putting his hands on the table.
Ichirou can understand what isn’t being said.
“Does, Josten, realize you’re here?” He asks taking care to use Wesninski’s new last name knowing he wouldn’t get his answers otherwise. He has a hard time imagining the man who was so loyal to his friends purposefully leaving this one to act as defense for him.
Wesninski had been very clear during his brief phone conversation with him, “Smith was just caught up in all of this. He’s not a threat to you Lord Moriyama.” He had said voice steady and without a hint of a lie.
“In the hospital? Of course.” He returns, “Down here talking to you? He’ll probably be upset.” he says after a moment.
“And yet, you’re here.” He says mirroring the man’s own relaxed posture.
Loyal but willing to do something that might displease the one he is loyal to if it would keep them safe. Ichirou stops himself from looking to his left where his most loyal man stood. Connor had stepped in front of threats he hadn’t seen coming plenty of times, had questioned him even when Ichirou had threatened to cut out his tongue for it, and had always had the courage to look Ichirou in the eye when he explained himself no matter how injured he was or how irate Ichirou was.
It’s something rare and it seems like it is something Wesninski has found unknowingly.
“Yes, I’m here to talk about Friday night.” He says, “I assume you’ve already spoken with Romero and Jackson.” He says moving the conversation away from Wesninski. Bringing Ichirou’s attention and possible ire to himself.
A truly rare find in his world.
“Yes, let’s talk about Friday night.” He agrees.
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What was it about the Smith family and making great food?
It was just a simple combination of canned tomatoes, butter, pasta, onions, cheese, spices and garlic but it had Neil going for a third serving. Smith’s Grandma had really made enough to feed an army and when he’d commented Nicky had just reached over and tried to pinch his cheek fat only for his fingers to find little to grab onto, “You’re too thin! Eat more!” He exclaimed before repeating it to Smith’s Grandma in Polish who nodded earnestly.
Wymack was at the table after he took a shower. Kevin was still trying to convince Aaron of all people that he should be allowed to put protein powder into the clear soup that was simmering on the stove top for FF. The dietary restrictions someone faced while they were healing from stomach surgery was no joke.
The other Dealer had dropped despite Wymack and Neil’s best attempts to get Lisa to stay. Seemed determined to head back to her small town and rejoin the family cult she had escaped from. He’d been worried about her going home but she had insisted she’d be back.
It was unfortunate but it was also Lisa’s choice.
His stomach twists wondering if FF is going to go back to Washington with his Grandma when he gets released. There had barely been a whisper of danger from Neil’s past since Ichirou had put that bullet in Riko’s head and now one of his few friends that had been entirely uninvolved in that nightmare was in the hospital because of him.
Andrew elbows him.
Neil turns to look and Andrew is carefully putting a penne pasta on each prong of his fork, “I can hear you worrying.” He says in Russian.
“What if Smith leaves?” He responds back in the same language.
“He has the right to.” Andrew shrugs and shoves the pasta into his mouth.
“I don’t want him to.” Neil admits, FF is a friend. A good friend.
“He still can leave even if you don’t want him to.” Andrew says as he proceeds to once again put a penne pasta on each of his fork’s prongs. “I don’t think he will though.” He adds before shoving his fork into his mouth again.
Neil blinks, “Why?” He asks.
FF isn’t like how Neil was his Freshman year, he’s steady and sure but Neil wouldn’t blame the Freshman if ‘possibly being killed off by remnants of my Captain’s crime family’ is a step too far for FF. Wouldn’t blame FF if he runs.
“He still calls you Captain Neil.” He says reaching over and squeezing Neil’s knee with his hand.
Neil blinks.
He thinks.
FF laid out on the concrete as Andrew worked to stem the blood from his stab wound, “It’s a weird sex alley Captain Neil! I don’t know WHAT to tell you!” He exclaims ready to make a joke even as he’s bleeding because of a situation Neil’s existence put him in.
FF still floating from the initial large amount of pain medication he was on pulling on Neil’s sleeve, “I’m glad you’re okay Captain Neil.” Before falling back into his drugged sleep.
FF’s eyes softening as Neil offered to get a nurse to give him more pain medication, “Really Captain Neil, I’m fine.” He says.
He lays his own hand over Andrew’s.
“I guess he does.” He offers a small tentative smile.
“Eat your pasta Junkie.” Andrew says in English now.
“You’re too thin!” Nicky reminds him and Smith’s Grandma must have picked up on the terminology since she nods earnestly in agreement as the two of them were packing up leftovers and the soup Smith’s Grandma had made for him so they could head back to the hospital to keep FF company.
***
“Why did you go out into the alley?” Ichirou asks.
“Isn’t it better that I was in the alley?” The man across from him asks with a raised brow, as if Ichirou was asking a strange question. “If I had stayed in the club, who knows what would have happened or how many people would have been hurt.” He explains without Ichirou needing to lower himself to asking.
There’s truth to that.
It’s been on the news that the remaining Wesninski inner-circle had been captured but since there’d only been one injury it had been largely overshadowed by news regarding the mass injury incidents surrounding Black Friday. If Romero had started had gotten the general public involved this would be much harder for him to silence the ones involved.
Still…
“This has caused me quite a bit of trouble. It does not look good that I am not the one who found them.” He says because there’d been talks from some of the old men he had yet to rid himself of from his Father’s time. They had wanted the remaining Wesninski men to be brought back into the fold but there was little chance of that happening now. Ichirou planned on disposing them after showing that they were worthless and using it as an excuse to start removing some of the dead weight from his father’s time.
Ichirou was not a man who tolerated incompetence.
“Isn’t it better that they were taken into custody like this?” The man across from him asks, “They were some of the Butcher’s best from what Captain Neil has told me. The fact that it only resulted in me going to the hospital and they were taken out by Andrew and I is one of the better outcomes.” He says.
Ichirou pauses and considers it.
The two men that those relics had wanted for their ‘competence’ and ‘ability’ had been taken out in a way that showcased what Ichirou had thought of them. They were sloppy, they were over-confident, and worst of all they were incompetent.
“Before I forget.” Smith says and his hand goes to the bulge in his jacket pocket.
Ichirou can feel Conner tense behind him and he wonders where this had gone wrong or how the conversation had broken down but he doesn’t have long to wonder about it as Smith pulled something out that was unmistakable as a toy with it’s bright yellow coloring. Smith sets it on the table between them and Ichirou cannot help the confusion that must show on his face despite his many years of training to keep his face blank.
“What is that?” Conner asks sounding utterly bewildered behind him.
“I used this to temporarily blind Jackson during our fight. I figure it would be useful evidence for you.” Smith says.
He hears a bark of laughter to his right as Michael reaches for the toy.
Useful evidence indeed.
It would be easy to show this as a sign that those relics could hardly be trusted to have an opinion in how he ran his empire. Those men they so prized taken out by a children’s toy.
This has gone to his benefit.
“So it would seem.” He finally says, “I will make sure to reward your assistance.” He says wanting a stronger hold over the man in front of him, a tie of some sort to the Moriyama family.
Smith shakes his head in the negative. “I didn’t do anything noteworthy. Whatever it is should go to Captain Neil.” He argues.
Rare find indeed.
“It will be done.” He says and figures with the additional cash flow eliminating the search for the Wesninski men, the removal of his father’s hanger-ons, and the blood he can squeeze from the family Romero and Jackson had intended to go to ( a supposedly allied family) he could more than afford to drop what his three Exy investments owed him as a percent.
His eyes shift over to Smith across from him and finds that he was even more willing to lower those percentages if he could not only drop the dead weight of his father’s empire but perhaps gain someone useful. “Still, I like to reward those who have directly benefitted me. We will take care of any and all hospital fees related to this incident.” He looks to his right and Michael nods.
Smith’s face doesn’t give much away, his pokerface was quite exceptional.
“Thank you." He accepts and says nothing else so Ichirou decides to make his offer.
“I have heard that you are studying languages.” He says.
“I am.” Smith says.
“Which ones do you know?” He asks.
Smith blinks, surprised by the question, “Fluently? French, German, Spanish, Polish, Dutch, Italian, R-“ he pauses and shakes his head, “Recently, I’ve been studying Japanese, Chinese, and some Korean.” He says strangely stumbling over a word for the first time this entire conversation.
A useful skill.
“If you ever find yourself looking for work,” Ichirou snaps his fingers and Conner had a card in his hand in an instant, consider reaching out.” He says before he offers it with both hands and is pleased when Smith accepts it with a slight bow before taking it with both hands. “I see you are also studying the etiquette.” He adds.
Smith looks up from the business card and he looks paler but Ichirou chalks it up to the fact that bowing slightly with his current stomach status likely hurt far more than he had let on. “If you don’t know the etiquette you only know half of the language.” He says and Ichirou quite likes the sentiment.
“Tell Josten that I no longer need to speak with him. Our conversation was satisfactory.” Ichirou says as he rises to his feet.
“I will do that…Lord Moriyama.” Smith says bowing his head politely.
***
The sight of Ichirou Moriyama was always going to be one that made Neil nervous.
The only good thing about seeing him right now was that Kevin had gone with Coach and Aaron in a separate car so that the two of them could continue their argument about protein powder in FF’s soup and Andrew had snagged a spot up front while Coach would have to park farther back.
“Lord Moriyama, I did not expect to see you here.” He greets head down and he almost goes to his knees if it wouldn’t have attracted the sort of attention that Ichirou hated from the public. He just hopes that Andrew isn’t scowling and that Nicky and Smith’s Grandma can keep quiet.
“Perhaps if you kept your phone with you then my appearance would not be such a surprise.” Ichirou comments idly, “Though I suppose I did have a very beneficial conversation with Smith. Quite a bright young man you have as a friend.” He compliments and Neil’s head shoots up in surprise at it.
Ichirou had spoken with FF.
FF who was fading in and out of consciousness.
“I have faith that he will not reveal anything.” Ichirou adds and Neil clenches his fist and wants desperately to ask what happened. Wants to know what state he’s going to find his friend in. “I have not done anything to harm him, you are lucky to have a…friend like that.” Ichirou says as if physical damage was the only thing that Ichirou Moriyama was capable of.
“Yes Lord Moriyama, he is a very talented and skilled defenseman.” He says hoping that if nothing else Ichirou’s desire for Neil and Kevin’s future profitability would have him reconsider doing anything in the future to FF to ensure they would have good showings for the professional teams.
“Yes, he was quite talented in your defense.” Ichirou nods, “I will reach out with details of our new deal once some affairs have settled. Take care of your friend, Josten.” Ichirou says before continuing out of the hospital.
New Deal?
Neil banished the thought from his head. They needed to get up to FF’s room and he needed to make sure his friend was okay and find out what exactly had happened.
Andrew’s hand came to the back of his neck and squeezed, “Calm down.” Andrew ordered voice soothingly blank even if Neil could feel the way his grip stuttered. “Let’s go.”
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The Nurses were saying something about ‘aggravating stitches’ and ‘lucky nothing tore’ but it was all white noise to FF as he continues to think about the business card burning a hole in his pocket.
Ichirou Moriyama.
He’d just had an entire conversation with Ichirou Moriyama.
His stomach was already hurting from his ill advised walk but the moment he’d seen that name on the business card he had accepted his insides had been pure acid. He missed his Pepto Bismol more than anything right now, what he would give for just a single hit of the sweet pink relief.
He couldn’t figure out what was worse.
The fact that he had given over EVIDENCE to the head of a Yakuza group (was it a yakuza group or was it a mafia group?).
The fact that he’d been right in his thoughts from the abyss that the man in the cafeteria looked like a Yakuza member (was it a Yakuza or Mafia?).
The fact that he’d just seen a Japanese guy and thought ‘Oh, must be the Japanese FBI guy I’m supposed to talk to’ which means he’d still been kind of racist.
The fact that he just realized that he had Captain Neil’s phone and not his own meaning that Ichirou had been telling Captain Neil to come to the cafeteria and FF just showed up like a dipshit trying to pitch their lie about the alley.
Finally there was the fact that Ichirou Moriyama had apparently been impressed enough to offer him a spot within his Yakuza group (Yakuza or Mafia?)
Would it be weird to ask during the interview process? Is there an interview process to join organized crime? Do they have benefits? Wait a crime family is paying for his hospital stay right now. This is too much.
He considers asking the nurse to yes please crank up the pain killers and just let him slip into a nice not embarrassing coma but then Captain Neil and Andrew were rushing into his room. “Smith!” Captain Neil exclaims.
Well, too late to ask for that coma.
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The requests to be added to the tag list keep being spread out across a few different areas. If I missed you please just ask again in the replies I promise I just missed you.
As stated before if you’re up here and I spelled it right but you didn’t get a notification there might be something switched around in your settings that won’t let me tag you properly?
If you didn’t get notified on the last part it’s probably because I used tumblr mobile to post and our most beloved garbage fire site just didn’t like that.
Polish in this chapter:
Przywiążę cię do krzesła = I will tie you to a chair
#Fluent Freshman AU#MAN that was a long one#Also just like having to build that misunderstanding took forever#I need a nap#which is to say that I'm going to bed since it's 2 AM#Not pictured is Michael pointing the McDonald's Happy Meal Toy at Conner and pulling the trigger#And Conner going Shit that's bright#And Michael now has to drive the car#The Moriyama men who were looking for Smith absolutely got a talking to#Like a man of THAT caliber got within spitting distance of Lord Moriyama? Unacceptable#Just be grateful he wanted to TALK.#Also not pictured is Kevin and Aaron continuing that argument in the car as Kevin tries to rope Aaron in#to making the perfect protein supplement for Smith's recovery#Kevin is thankfully so focused on this that he just flat out misses that they parked like four cars away from where Ichirou Moriyama is#Neil may Velcro his phone to him now.#Man can you imagine Neil having his Josten Jorts(tm) and he's added a velcro strip to all of them#Andrew just looking on like yeah I still think he's hot and sighing to himself#This is where you've laid your affections Andrew#DEAL WITH IT#Alright it's like 2:20 AM after doing the tags and @-ing everybody#AFTG#AFTG AU#AFTG OC#Andreil#FF - Pt. 29
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Shoving my married Kyman down y’all’s throats rn
#kyman#my art#based off that one couples meme#Cartman is more like ‘will emotionally spiritually socially mentally destroy you’#kyle will just straight up kill you. he got hands lololol#kyle broflovski#eric cartman south park#waaaa i haven’t drawn in a hot minute and it shows#i have so many married kyman ideas it’s driving me a little bonkers actually
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ozone
#had to fix this one before posting it#was supposed to be included in the last post - but didn’t exactly fit with the other images thematically#this building/sector is at the mouth of the entire park — I think it’s spot that manufactures/cans/pumps compressed natural gas?? not 100%#and it’s LOUD. not this building specifically but the 4 dozen other factories and assembly plants that operate on this block#similar noise level to working ground services at an intl airport; the passive noise level is somewhat-distant jet engine at best#hard to capture that aspect in the image — I should do a field recording tho#anyways yeah - it’s fun to drive through the heart of the park at night and listen to the whirrs and groans of machinery#I want to capture more but obv being oblique with a camera in this area or making frequent passes warrants a little more sensitivity#I do not want to deal with cops OR well-meaning-but-misguided working class folk who open carry to their shift at Dangerous Chemicals INC#my art#webcore#internetcore#glitchcore#artists on tumblr#night photography#distortion#noise#art#y2kcore#abstract art#glitch aesthetic#artwork#abstract#industry#infrastructure#machinery
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I got out of bed and took my beautiful dog for a sunrise walk and she only wanted to sample the complimentary salad bar
#dogblr#rory borealis#shes so funny#she loves her fresh vegetables#im also lying she did some really big sprinting#very fast very aerodynamic#i had to get up to drive someone to the airport#so i booked the private dog park after#it was super worth it#it was still quite cool so rory got her one hour of running for the day#supposed to be 35C today#six (seven?) more days until this heat wave is scheduled to break
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