#and a Mob Family in my head in this verse

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Bleed my aching heart

Written for @steddiesmuttyseptember, week 3 Prompts: Backseat & Bruise Words: 1,359 Rated: E Tags: Mafia AU; Mob boss Dick Harrington; Hitman Eddie Munson; Car sex; Rough sex; Possessive sex; Humiliation; Dirty talk; Knifeplay; Mild painplay; Top Eddie; Bratty bottom Steve

Notes: "Kiss that ring" verse, Steve POV? You bet! Can't give me those prompts and expect me to not think of these two unhinged little fuckers. This continues right where "Heaven's in the backseat" leaves off.

When Steve was twelve, his father took him on a trip to Sicily. He said Steve was old enough to learn about the family business he was supposed to inherit. And so Steve spent a dreadfully boring two weeks being paraded around in expensive suits, locked away in stuffy meeting rooms, listening to negotiations he didn’t understand, while the sun sparkled on the sea outside.

On the second-to-last day, he used an unsupervised minute to sneak away. The water always held a weird fascination for him, even then. He wanted to feel it on his skin at least once while he was here. 

On his way back, his feet slipped on the cliffs and he plummeted nine feet. They found him stumbling around by the shoreline hours later, disoriented and heavily concussed. His father took one look at him and slapped him hard across his bleeding face. 

“What part of stay at the house didn't you understand? Do you have a death wish or are you honestly too dumb to listen?” 

Steve thought about that question a lot over the past six years.

He's not ashamed to admit that he isn't smart - a lot less smart than Richard Harrington expected his son and heir to be. Still, he doesn't think it's the reason why he keeps going against his father's orders at every opportunity.

The pain felt good. He suspected even then that he must be a little fucked in the head, but that didn't change the fact that, nauseated and bleeding and dizzy, he felt more alive than he had in weeks. 

Maybe that's why he is the way he is. Why he keeps chasing the risk, the danger, the pain. 

Maybe that's why, when he noticed Eddie Munson lurking in the flower bushes by his father's pool, he didn't shy away but beckoned him closer. Maybe that's why the hungry look in those dark eyes makes him shiver in pleasure rather than fear. Why he can't stop provoking the man, why the thought of making that mask of indifference crack fills him with a perverse sense of anticipation. 

Maybe that's why, when Eddie hits the brakes and pulls the car over to the side of the road, Steve is fully hard before he even finds himself pinned into the backseat. Why, when Eddie pulls out his knife and trails the tip of the blade over his skin and talks about claiming him, about stuffing him full of his cock, about cutting his initials into his flesh, he can't help the needy little whimper that falls from his lips. 

“Do it then,” he breathes, hips bucking to chase the tantalizing weight of Eddie’s leg between his thighs, wrists straining in Eddie’s grip. “Make me yours.” 

For a second, Eddie actually pauses, eyes going round with surprise. Then, his pupils blow fuzzy and large. His lips peel back, and Steve catches a glimpse of sharp canines glinting in the blue light of the dashboard. And then all he knows is that he's being kissed with a force that is unlike anything he's ever experienced before, a force that punches the breath right out of him and makes the needy little thing low in his abdomen thrum and quiver. 

He struggles, clenching his jaw shut and trying to jerk out of Eddie’s hold, because what can he say? It's fun, playing hard to get, seeing just how much of a rise he can get out of him. Eddie growls against his lips and presses his thumb into the bruised flesh of his lip, just where his father hit him earlier. Steve gasps in pain and surprise, and Eddie uses the opportunity to lick right past his teeth and into the warmth of his mouth. His hand never lets go of the knife, and when Steve tries to twist out of the kiss, the blade tickles his cheek like a dangerous promise. He goes very still, Eddie’s teeth grazing his lip as he grins and deepens the kiss. 

He doesn’t know how much time passes before Eddie allows them to part for air. His head is dizzy and all of his sensations have narrowed down to the tingly needlepoint feeling in his limbs, the delicious pain where Eddie’s fingers are still pressing down on the bruise. 

“Make you mine?” Eddie repeats, and his voice is a husky whisper. His eyes look black in the dark car, like two bottomless pits, ready to swallow him whole. His lips gleam with their mingled spit. “I don’t think you know what you’re asking for, little nymph. I don’t think you know what that means.” “Show me then,” Steve hisses. It’s only when his nails dig into Eddie’s shoulders, drawing a sharp intake of breath from those sinfully plump lips, that he realizes Eddie no longer has his wrists pinned. Instead, his hand has traveled down, undoing both of their belts and flies with quick, deft fingers. 

Steve’s cock springs free, hitting Eddie’s thigh with an obscene little slap. Eddie coos, almost tenderly, but there is nothing tender to his touch as he takes him in hand. His fingers are long and warm and calloused, the edges of his rings deliciously sharp against Steve’s sensitive tip. Eddie squeezes, tight, and the zap of pain sizzles all the way up his spine, like tiny, bright sparks in the dark. He moans, low and wrecked, and Eddie laughs against his pulse. 

“Why, sweetheart, are you enjoying this? If I had known what a fucked-up little slut you are, I would've done this sooner.” 

“Don't call me-” Steve starts to say. Eddie pinches him, just where his aching balls connect to his cock, and the words trail off into a hoarse wheeze. 

“Don't call you what?” Eddie asks. “Sweetheart? Or my little slut? Well, I've got news for you, baby.” 

He slips the knife back into the holster under his suit jacket in one swift motion, then shoves three fingers into Steve’s mouth, so hard and fast he nearly chokes on them. 

“I'm gonna call you whatever I want,” Eddie purrs, one hand fucking into his mouth, the other pumping his throbbing cock. “I'm gonna call you whatever the fuck I want, and you're gonna be glad for it. Everything I give you, you're gonna take, and when I'm done, you're gonna thank me for it. Do you know why that is?” 

He slides his fingers out, patting Steve's cheek encouragingly. They leave a thin, cool sheen of spit, just next to the bruise. 

“Because I'm yours,” Steve rasps. 

“That's right honey.” Eddie’s smile is sharp and pretty and hurts in all the best ways. “Go ahead now, give me what's mine.” 

Steve's climax hits him with a violence that forces the air from his lungs in a startled scream. Eddie licks the sound from his lips like it's the sweetest nectar while Steve spills all over his hand and his own stomach, staining both of their expensive suits. It feels like being consumed whole. It feels like being pulled apart at the seams, like being shattered into a million tiny pieces. 

Eddie keeps kissing him until his lips feel puffy and swollen, keeps stroking him until his spent cock is sensitive and raw, until all that falls from his lips are high-pitched whines and a nonsensical string of Eddie, Eddie, please, so good, thank you, Eddie. 

“Aw, baby,” Eddie murmurs, sharp teeth nipping at the edge of his jaw. “Don't thank me just yet. You don't think I'm done with you already, do you?”

If coming undone under Eddie’s hands was like shattering apart, the feeling of Eddie opening him up on come-slicked fingers feels like being put together again. The burn of Eddie replacing those fingers with his cock, fucking him hard and fast into the backseat, feels like a rebirth. 

The pain when he comes for a second time, dry and untouched, and with Eddie’s name on his lips, feels like the beginning of a new life. 

He's made into a new kind of person that night in the car, one that belongs to Eddie Munson, heart, body and soul. He never once looks back. 

More Smutty September

[the-apocrypha]

Hello!

I've had a brain worm about your cottagecore verse stuck in my head for a month now, so I'm finally sharing it.

The mob that stormed Hob's cottage in Eskham didn't come out of nowhere. Someone has been spreading rumours about a dangerous creature in the hedgewitch's cabin for some time. Someone who doesn't particularly like their older brother. Desire knew that they would have to stoke the tension in the village carefully, so that when the villagers' fear got the better of them, Dream would not be there to save Hob. They knew very well that even armed with torches and iron, a mob of peasants wouldn't stand a chance against a fae prince. That didn't matter though - Desire didn't need the mortals to hurt their brother directly; he just needed to be taught a lesson about taking human lovers. Getting banished from the realm of the fae just wasn't enough. 

What Desire didn't expect was to be on the recieving end of a similar fate as their brother - turns out that Mother Night does not approve of her children taking human consorts, even if that child might excel at cruel games and bargains. Long story short, when Desire falls in love with a travelling sorceress named Unity, they are yeeted out from their mother's court much like Dream was.

I think it would be funny if Desire ended up getting tossed into Hob's garden while Dream is away doing fae things™️ in the forest. At first Hob panics (understandably, they aren't really expecting visitors in the middle of nowhere), but once he recognises that the being currently squishing his strawberries is another fae, he brings them inside (does he hope that seeing another of his kind might make Dream happy? Maybe. Think of it as enrichment for your lover). Needless to say, Dream isn't exactly thrilled to see his sibling, especially when they let slip that they're rather surprised to find them both alive and (relatively) well. Oopsie, your sibling might have had something to do with your recent troubles, Dream (who would have thought).

I'm hoping for some sort of reconciliation and some reflection from Desire? Maybe being shunned by their kind might help them reconnect. After all, Desire's gonna need all the help they can get if they are to find their beloved out there...

OMG I love this so much, thank you for sharing this glorious brain worm! I love the idea that Desire is out in the mortal realm doing market research for plotting his brother’s downfall and in the process meets Unity and—I’m imagining it wasn’t quite so Love At First Sight, because sorceress!Unity definitely knows better than to tangle with the fae and wants nothing to do with any of Desire’s shit. (Desire’s always liked a challenge.) But eventually, somehow, despite both of their better judgements, the love does happen. 

Also love the idea of Desire getting dumped into the (Dream’s! Special!) strawberry patch—they’re probably not looking too hot, ala Dream when he was first exiled. Hob absolutely takes them into the house as soon as he sees the ears. He’s learned to be wary of his fellow mortals but he’s still a sucker for fae, especially ones who bear a familial resemblance to his lover, and especially ones who are all alone 😩 and hurt 😩. (Dream obviously is unimpressed with all of this, but Hob is at this point well-practiced in tuning out Dream’s Are You Trying To Get Yourself Killed, I Don’t Care That You Survived Thirty-Three Years Without Me, You Won’t Be Surviving The Next Five Minutes If You Don’t Start Apologizing, You Useless Fragile Mortal Tirade).

Also! The idea of Dream and Desire hissing faeish insults at each other over the dinner table while Hob is desperately trying to steer the conversation back to English—hysterical. Dream getting possessive of Hob when Desire looks at him a few seconds too long, and Desire being like “I absolutely do not want your grubby little bear-man, Dream, calm your tits. Unlike you, I have standards.”—excellent. I love it all. 

(Though let’s be real, in this particular AU the moment Dream finds out Desire was the reason that Hob got shishkebabed, this goes from a family feud to attempted murder real quick. IDK if Dream would get over that for… at least a few decades. Desire would be turfed out of the house so fast their head would spin. Their only saving grace might be if Hob suggests that the faster they find Unity, the faster Desire will be out of their hair.) 

I’ll be honest, the possibilities for fae!Dream + siblings are limitless and wonderful, and I’m constantly sad that the cottagecore ‘verse ended up constructed in a way that means—without some very exceptional circumstances, as you have crafted here—we won’t ever really see Dream interacting with his family ever again. At least, not in the official version. Please feel free to tell me all about the elaborate ways in which fae!Dream and Desire get forced into a metaphorical Get Along Shirt, or Death dropping by with little fae care packages with all the stuff Dream misses from his home, or Delirium going on forest walks with Dream and asking him ten million questions about all the strange mortal animals and plants. Dream deserves better relationships with his siblings than what I dealt him in this ‘verse. <3

[quitealotofsodapop]

Jiǔwěihúlí/Jiuweihuli - The Nine Tailed Vixen

By the way; Wukong in "The Monkey King and the Infant"/TMKATI au isnt the only monkey getting an adoptive parental figure >:3

Went down a little of a Huli jing rabbit-hole after recieveing this ask from @dorothygale123:

And while researching Jin and Yin in the book, I realised some stuff;

In "Journey to the West", the Jin and Yin's mother is frequently described as "aged/old madam", making it likely that she had them in the demon equivalent of middle-age.

Here's the poetry Wukong jots down (he does that alot in the book) when he sees her for the first time;

"Snow-white hair all tousled,

And starlike eyes all aglow.

Her face, though ruddy, has many wrinkles;

She‟s full of spirit though few teeth remain.

Charming—like the frosted chrysanthemum;

Rugged—like an old pine tree after rain.

A scarf of fine-spun white silk wraps her head,

And bejeweled gold rings hang from her ears"

For some odd reason, the monkey cries at the sight of her (his excuse being that he has to bow to her while disguised as a servant). Then he abruptly bonks her and her servants while travelling before stealing her divine Binding Gold Rope and disgusing himself as her to trick her sons. And of course the whole Calabash incident happens, the boys uncle calls down an army of fox demons to fight the pilgrims, and Lao Tzu has to show up and smack his lab assistants across the head.

Which leaves the question... how does Lao Tzu know the kids of a random fox lady???

Well you see, in the Han-era (206 BCE - 220 CE); Xiwangmu was often depicted with a white-furred Huli Jing among her ladies-in-waiting. But any worship of fox-deities was out-lawed in the Song dynasty (960 CE - 1279 CE) due to a cult religion that worshipped Su Daji (of the "Investiture of the Gods/Fengshen Yanyi" fame).

So my idea for Jiuweihuli in the extended LMK-verse, is that she's was once Xiwangmu's og bestie, even long before the celestial tigress became Empress. The fox being among many chaotic and infernal spirits in the future Queen Mother's posse.

Upon the abdication of Yuanshi Tianzun as the Divine Emperor; Jiuweihuli would assist the future-Jade Emperor in his ascension to the throne, gaining her the titles "Dragon-Crushing/Supressing Vixen" due to her defeating multiple draconic rivals in battle.

For many centuries, Jiuweihuli and her family were welcome members of the Imperial Court. The older vixen having a position almost equal to a head consort despite her and the Emperor not having such interest in eachother.

Then the Investiture crisis happened...

Within years, all that Jiuweihuli had built in the Celestial Realm crumbled. The actions of Su Daji soured opinion of the Celestials towards all fox spirits. Jiuweihuli was forced to be exiled from the Jade Palace down to Earth to prevent her being killed in an angry mob.

Penniless, alone, and with only her trusty pipa to her name; Jiuweihuli would travel and sing.

Eventually she gained a reputation as a grand preformer, drawing in audiences and tudis alike. Most of her trainees were unaware of her true nature, and those who did kept it quiet - drama kids loved the tragedy of the vixen's tale and would sing it throughout opera houses.

And one day, some time after the Monkey King tore through Heaven; Jiuweihuli gained a very unusual apprentice.

Jiuweihuli, sitting at her vanity table: "You look familiar." Macaque, stepping out of the shadows: "I was once the attendant to Princess Iron Fan, but I believe both of our places in the court have been absolved." Jiuweihuli: "Oh yeah, I went to that wedding. Had to wear a glamour. Is that Bull prince treating her right?" Macaque: "He is. He was even willing to sacrifice his place in his own court for her." Jiuweihuli: "Ah. Young love. But what brings you here?" Macaque, sheepishly: "I uh... heard you were the person to go to if I wanted to learn how to preform professionally." Jiuweihuli: "...your boyfriend's in jail, right?" Macaque: "Uh, yeah?" Jiuweihuli, getting up from her vanity table: "Good. 'Cus you're about to recieve many admirers." Macaque: :'D!

You see, the older fox spirit knew she wasn't to be the "Vixen of the Stage" for much longer. She was already thousands of years old, and had found herself in the family-way by means of a romance gone sour. So when the dark, mysterious, and deadly beautiful Six-Earred Macaque showed up in her dressing room asking for mentorship? Jiuweihuli knew she had found her understudy.

With the Macaque taking on her most famous roles, Jiuweihuli was able to focus on raising her twin sons; Jin and Yin. Macaque often found himself dragged into babysitting the little terrors by the maternal fox, even if he had to admit their thieving skills were very good. The vixen in turn would protect the monkey from more imposing audience members/fans and encourage his more sarcastic humor.

She was of the shoulders Macaque cried upon when him and Wukong had their falling out.

Eventually the vixen managed to get into contact with an old... "friend" (the twins gag at the thought) Lao Tzu to provide the reckless boys some decent education.

Aaand of course Wukong had to show up centuries later and cause havoc for the fox family when the twins got a little wild with their teacher's stash/artifacts. Luckily Jiuweihuli's brother, Hu A'qi, managed to smooth things over with heaven and offered his studious daughter as another lab assistant to keep the boys in check. Jiuweihuli, cleaning her wounds, sent a letter informing Macaque that his "idiot boyfriend" was out of jail...

Jiuweihuli soon lost her understudy.

The shadow monkey too blinded by anger to consider who would have to pick up the pieces if he failed. Jiuweihuli would eventually go on to teach a hundreds of aspiring actors and musicians, but she always would mourn for her little shadow.

Cue the events of "The Monkey King and the Infant" where Macaque begins frequenting and eventually working at the Megapolis Threatre House. He recognises not only his Brotherhood-era friend Jade-Faced; but a certain old master of his...

Jiuweihuli: "Do I know you?" Macaque: "I should hope so. I was your understudy for many years." Jiuweihuli: "I've trained hundreds of understudies, hon." Macaque: "You trained me during the Tang-era? I could manipulate the shadows?" Jiuweihuli: "Doesn't ring a bell." *sly smirk* Macaque, realises she's messing with him: *sigh* "My idiot boyfriend hit you on the head with a cudgel and I stupidly ran after him and got killed." Jiuweihuli, dropping the act: "Mihou! My little moonlight! Oh how I've missed you!" *gives him a big lipstick-stained smooch on the cheek*

The old vixen is very protective of her understudy now that she has him back. Her motherly side really comes to the surface when she's interacting with the shadow monkey, even if her interactions with her biological children isn't as soft. Jin and Yin get a slap of her sandal more than a few times for their foolishness.

If she learns that Macaque has a kid/kid on the way, Jiuweihuli is going full Grandma-mode. She's always considered her understudy as equal to her own kits and now he's all grown up!! (╥ ω ╥)

And you better believe a certain Monkey King is getting his ass kicked by an old lady the second Jiuweihuli learns he's around.

[sroloc--elbisivni]

Bunnyguard master post

July 1, 2023: in the spirit of shameless self-promotion here's a collective post for the Usagi Yojimbo/Rottmnt fusion Leosagi fic series I've been working on this year. somewhat celebratory because 1. I'm very excited to have hit the halfway mark on this project 2. my birthday is later this month and I can do a little treat for myself if I want 3. it's my first day off in ages and I can spend my time luxuriantly and frivolously. Prompts taken from Year of the OTP; titles from Richard Siken "Litany in which certain things are crossed out."

Post last updated December 22, 2023

Bunnyguard verse premise in three bullet points:

The cast of Usagi Yojimbo are embedded in the Hidden City

Draxum helped raised the turtles

Usagi gets hired as a bodyguard for Leo a month after the Krang invasion

January - "missionfic" - something other than the desperation Usagi does his best to not embarrass himself while Leo tries to do the same and fails. (the hero shifts from one foot to the other)

February - "mermaid au" - no one will ever want to sleep with you A first meeting sparks a series of increasingly dumb and desperate decisions. (the repeated image of the lover destroyed)

March - "mutual pining" - your heart, and it is painted shut We skip ahead in the timeline to the point where Usagi has decided he's going to just quietly pine forever and Leo stops for five seconds of self-examination and immediately starts planning his wedding. (the same big and little words, all spelling out desire)

April - "No, I'm not dating your brother" - There is something underneath the floorboards After a series of shenanigans, (some of) Usagi's misconceptions are corrected and Leo eventually gets a full night's sleep. (bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing)

May - "accidental pet/child acquisition" - Quit milling around the yard and come inside Usagi uses his day off to be with his family, including his son, and Leo takes a turn being the babysitter instead of the babysat. (Inside your head you hear a phone ringing.)

June - "you're not what I expected" - These terms from the lower depths After being chased by a demon, Leo and Usagi end up in the bones of both of their pasts, one after the other. (I have told you where I'm coming from, so put it together.)

July - "enemies to lovers" - recently we have had our difficulties Leo screws up, Usagi gets hurt, and they have to work together to fix it. (the moment of epiphany, in gold light)

August - "au of your choice" (free space) - close enough to see the blue rings Usagi fights a dragon and Leo has a bunch of minor problems happen all at once. (But it doesn't work, these erasures, this constant refolding of the pleats)

September - "hurt/comfort" - Are you there, sweetheart? Do you know me? An unexpected attack forces everyone involved to reexamine their circumstances. (Love always wakes the dragon and suddenly flames everywhere)

October - "identity shenanigans" - I guess I can tell you that now. Our heroes go on a date to a mob warehouse and find out things that were not exactly secrets but definitely unknown. (I walk through your dreams and invent the future)

November - "be careful what you wish for" - You want a better story. Who wouldn't? A confrontation, a choice, a number of things undone. (It should mean laughter, not poison.)

December - "forgiveness" - so maybe I wanted to give you something Our heroes reckon with their actions, and choose to try again. (I want more seats reserved for heroes. Dear Forgiveness, I saved a plate for you.)

[alexanderwesker]

Character profile for my c!Wilbur

Took me some but here you have the character profile for my character, as promised in this post. Name: "Wilbur" Agathus Soot (in Basic[English in my Shattered!Verse]); Hilbert Agathus (in Ancient) Species: Nephilim(Half-Angel; Half-Godling of Death) Age: 36-ish (not counting the time spent in the Sky Gods' Games); 43 (in tHAW) Eye Colour: Dark Hazel Brown (but it mostly looks whiskey coloured because of the magic in his blood) Height: 192cm (6'2 ft) Description: Because of his height, he seems very lanky, making him look deceptively fragile. But he is actually quite well built because of all the training he has undergone under his father, Philza. Wil is pretty pale, almost pasty, no matter how much sun he gets, and has a semi-permanent tired look in his eyes. His hair is dark auburn making them look brown in almost all lighting but direct light where the copper highlights are more evident, he keeps them long enough to tie a low, short ponytail at the back of his head. He has scars all over his body, mostly focused on his chest and arms from the constant fighting against the monsters of the night(mobs), and a jagged scar on his back, that he got during the L'Manberg War, that still hurts to this day. He has very sharp canines because of his non-human heritage, though they sharpen only when he is particularly furious, worried or feeling protective. Relationships: Philza Soot, Angel of Death: Father(alive) Lady Death: Mother(alive) Theseus "Tommy" Philip Soot: Younger Brother(alive) Technoblade, God of War and Bloodshed: Family Friend, Uncle (alive) Fundy Soot: Son (alive) Sally Soot: Wife (dead) Personality: Wil has a good head on his shoulders, quick in thinking and ready to act. He's good at planning around stuff, though he tends to use his planning also as a way to escape reality when he doesn't want to deal with his emotions. Not very in contact with his emotions because of his father's teachings, which is a problem to him as he feels things stronger than most people do. He's also selfless to a fault, always trying to do best for the people he cares about, no matter what that costs him.

[andydrysdalerogers]

Presley ~ A Curtis Everett AU ~ Part One

Curtis Everett x OFC Presley Adams

Synopsis:

Curtis Everett is a hard working man. As the head of the mob of Concord, he does everything he can to provide for his wife and children. His life is perfect. Until it's not.

After a devastating accident, Curtis is alone with his children and needs some serious help.

Presley Adams needs to find work and fast. Running from her past she just wants to lay low and earn enough to get her out of town. Until she starts working for Curtis as his live in nanny.

As she falls in love with this family, can she stop her past from finding her? Or will her past be the end of the Everett reign in Concord?

Book two of the Five Kings of Boston series

A/N: It's here!

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Part One – The Boss 

Welcome to Concord.  An up-and-coming town outside of Boston.  Where kids can play with their friends and shop owners advertise with signs on the street.  It’s a quiet town.  An unassuming town.  A town where one-man rules and no one forgets it.  This town, Concord, is Curtis Everett’s town. 

** 

“Anna, come back to me.”  A man slept in his bed, tossing and turning, reliving an old nightmare.  

Four Years Prior... 

Curtis’s POV 

“Are you sure you’re gonna be ok?” 

I could see that my wife is exasperated with me. “Honey, it's just to see my parents and back. One weekend. You can last one weekend with the kids.” She took in my grumpy face and smiled. “Curtis, I would take them with me but...” 

“I know, it's for their safety,” I grumble.  Anna giggles at me.  I love that she giggles at me. Her big scary mob husband. 

My name is Curtis Everett, head of the Everett family of Concord, mob boss and King of this town just outside of Boston. Most people would consider me a scary sight.  Tall, brooding with a buzz cut, beard and piecing blue eyes that, more than a few people have said, seemed to be able to suck out your soul. I took over for my dad a couple of years ago. My business in the city is protection, that everyone paid, gambling, which Sherrif Bodecker turned a blind eye to for a fee, and clubs, strip or otherwise.  I ruled with a ruthlessness that could make a man piss himself.  

But I know my place. I have four other equals that answer to a higher power.  

But in my town, Concord, I am the head of our town, the law, the savior and the devil.  

I only have three weaknesses in the entire world: my wife and children. I just don’t like being away from you, sweetheart. 

“I know, my love, but daddy is sick, and momma just needs a break for a few days.” Standing on the curb at the airport, Anna Everett knows me very well. Her big, surly, bossy of a mob boss is truly a teddy bear underneath, she would tell her mother.  Her father had been the same until he had stepped down to her brother.  She married into the Everett family to tighten the alliance between families from Chicago and Boston, so she was well versed in protection and sacrifice. It was just chance that Anna and I had met in college before and were already in love when the alliance was made. I still think that Dad and my father-in-law set us up, hoping that Anna and I falling in love, would be the outcome. 

I pulled her back into my arms and kissed her forehead. “I know. Just hurry back to me, Mrs. Everett. I love you.”  

“I love you, Mr. Everett.” She kissed him slowly and passionately. “Take care of my babies.”  

“Always.”   

I’ve been in love with that woman since freshman year in college.  I saw her for the first time at the coffee cart, her long blonde hair pushed away from her face with a blue head band and green eyes enhanced with glasses. She had been laughing with her girlfriends, looking so naturally happy; it was love at first sight. It took two weeks for me to work the courage to ask her out. I had never drunk so much coffee in those two weeks. Cup after cup, waiting for the moment, hoping it would be the day until I saw her again. When I approached her, she blushed from the attention.  Her hair was up that day, her glasses on top of her head. “Hi,” I said. She smiled and I was a goner.  

I asked her to lunch and from that day, we were inseparable. We had never been away from each other for more than a day in 10 years. I watched as Anna walked through the terminal and security. She turned around and waved, blowing me a kiss.  I caught it and kissed my hand, waving goodbye.  

It would be the last time I would ever see her.  

Present... 

I jolted awake from the dream. Every once in a while, I would still dream of that last day with Anna. How much I wished I had insisted she fly private instead of commercial, forced her to stay home and fly her parents to us, so she didn’t have to leave.  

You’re supposed to grow old with the love of your life. 

Raise your children and then watch them raise their own children.  Hold hands in the cold. Kiss in the rain. Dance in the sunshine. Make love in the moonlight. Live the life you had planned out.  

The love of your life is not supposed to die in a plane crash.  

Now I was left with two small children. The lights of my life. Joshua, my eight-year-old son, and Everly, my five-year-old girl, had grown up without their mother.  I wasn’t even sure if Everly remembered her at all. She had been just one when the accident occurred.  

I tried so much to keep her memory alive. Anna had been the best mother, the best wife, the best partner any man could have asked for, especially for the life I led. Being one of the five kings had its perks, of course, but it left my family in constant danger.  

I had the crash investigated for sabotage, but none was found. We took precautions when we traveled, made sure my wife flew under an assumed name because of her status.  Not just as my wife but also because she was the daughter of a former head of a family as well. The Monteleones were strong out in the Midwest and when Anna married me, I made a promise to her father that I would do anything to protect her. I would go in guns blazing if anyone dared tried to hurt my family.  My Anna. 

A plane crash was something I couldn’t predict. I couldn't control it. I couldn’t protect her from that.  

I failed. 

I sighed as I stretched and got out of bed. I went to the bathroom and then checked on my children.  Everly and Joshua still shared a nursery, but I knew it was time to let Joshua have his own room away from his little sister. I chuckled quietly when I saw Joshua half off the bed, tangled in his blankets, mouth slightly open. I shook my head and gently adjusted his son back into his bed, laying the blankets back over him. My daughter stirred slightly. “Daddy?” 

“Morning princess,” I whisper. “Shh, let's stay quiet to let brother sleep, ok?”  I picked up my little girl, a perfect duplicate of my Anna. She yawned and curled into my neck as I walked us downstairs. I sat in my chair by the fire, early November bringing a chill in the air, enjoying her cuddles into me as she woke up. “You want some breakfast, Evie?” She nodded and I carried her to the kitchen.  “Morning Ma.” 

Sylvia Everett smiled at her son and granddaughter. “Morning Curtis. Morning my Evie doll. I made cinnamon rolls. Just need to fry up some bacon.”  

“Thanks Ma.” I kissed her cheek and went to set up Everly in her booster and her colors. I returned to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. “How’d you sleep Ma?” 

“Ok, I guess.  Still weird not to have your father next to me.” My dad had been diagnosis with cirrhosis of the liver.  They caught it pretty late, so there wasn’t much more we could do but make him comfortable until he passed.  It was hell for my mother. Her entire life had been devoted to my dad and now here she was, a widow, just like me.  

“I know Ma but its only been six months. It doesn’t get easier, you just get used to it.”  

Sylvia’s heart broke for her son again. While his father had died from illness, Anna was taken from then suddenly and that was crueler and harder. “I know, my boy.” She patted my hand. “What’s the plan for today?” 

I made a face. “I’ve got meetings today.”  

“With who?” She took as sip. Ma had been like a consigliere or counselor for my father as he grow the family business.  She would lend her advise from time to time but mostly she. supported my dad in any way she could. It had been unheard of in the old days, but my dad embraced it. Just like Anna, Ma was raised in this world and understood it better than my father sometimes. When I took over and Anna was gone, she did the same for me. I’m forever grateful that she stepped in to help me with my family.  

“Some guy from Jersey, Giovanni, I think. He’s looking for some help with something. Who knows, Anthony’s got all the details. I have a call with Barber and with Rogers. I’m hoping to get it all done before lunch so I can throw the ball around with Joshua. And Miss Everly has requested cupcakes.” I sighed. “Not sure how I’m going to pull that one off.”  

“You’re a good father Curtis.” Sylvia put her cup down. “I’ll make the batter for you and leave instructions.”  She played with her hand. “I did want to talk to you about something.”  

Concern flooded my body. “What is it Ma? You ok?” 

“I’m fine. It’s just,” she sighed, “I’ve been thinking about moving back to the Paris property.” 

I stopped mid sip. “You want to leave?” My head was spinning. Yes, I had been the head of our family for several years, having taken the reigns three years after we had got married from my father.  My father had developed a distaste for the family business and could no longer hold up the demands of being the Don. He had spent years training his only child to take over. And had great joy when I fell in love with the heiress of the Monteleone family. I took the reins, stepped in and the transition was smooth. Nothing kept the family down. Until the loss of my queen. “Ma...” 

"Son, you have done a terrific job raising your children and running the family business.”  

“Yes, because you have been here to help me.”  

“I know, but I would like to retire and enjoy my time now. I think you should hire a cook and a nanny for the children.”  

“But...” 

“Curtis, it’s not like I am asking you to fall in love again. I am asking you to find help while you work. It’s the best thing for all of us. I want to retire, enjoy the last years of my life.  I don’t have to stay at the Paris property forever, but I need time to grieve and resettle into my new life.” 

I couldn’t ignore her argument. She had been with me through my grief, taking care of my father when he was sick and helping raise my children.  She had earned the right to be a bit selfish and live in her favorite estate. I pulled her in for a hug. “You won’t leave until I find someone right?” 

“Of course, my son. I need to make sure they are the best fit for my grandchildren.”  

My mother is a smart woman. I didn’t delay. I took her advice seriously and found a chef for the house right away. Adam Jones had been highly recommended from Andrew Barber’s wife, who was a baker herself. He came in to interview and I found him direct and agreeable. “I have two small children and they usually will eat whatever I put in front of them, but you understand that there will be some aversion to things.”  

Adam nodded. “Of course, sir. I had a lot of time, working with children to know how to make the food great. What ages?” 

“Eight and five. My five-year-old is the one that can be the pickiest.”  

As I finished the sentence, Everly ran into the room. “Daddy, Joshie is trying to put a bug in my hair!” She climbed into my lap.  

“Evie, sweetheart, I’m in a meeting.”I saw Clint chase after her and stop but I waved him off to stand by the door.  Clint was my right hand and was protective of the children. We had been best friends since grade school and was the children’s godfather. He would wait until Everly came out to take her back to the yard.  

“But Daddy...” 

“It’s alright Mr. Everett,” Adam interrupted.  “Hi Evie, I’m Adam.”  

Everly, like every little girl who found a handsome man, became shy and curled into me. “Hi.”  

Adam chuckled. “Do you like cupcakes?” 

Evie perked up a little.  “Yes. My nana makes me pink ones with a strawberry on top.”  

“That sounds so good.  I make some with little flowers and sprinkles that make it sparkle. I used to cook for a princess. Maybe I can make them for you?” 

She nodded with enthusiasm and turned to me with her big green eyes that she knows I can’t say no to. “Daddy, can we?” 

“Of course, princess.” I kissed the top of her head. “But I need to speak to Adam a little more so go play for a little bit and then I’ll come have a tea party with you. Sound good?”  

“You’re the best daddy ever!” She hopped down and made her way out of the room.  She turned back. “Bye Adam!” I saw Clint take her hand and walk away. 

“Bye Princess Evie.” Adam smiled and turned back to me. “Sorry, my girlfriend, she has a daughter a little older than Evie but every girl loves a little sparkle.”  

I laughed. “Yes, they do. She is like her mother.  Joshua, my son, takes after me. Very athletic and opinionated. I’ll introduce you on the way out. Otherwise, any questions?” 

Joshua ran into the room at that moment. “Dad, Evie was lying about the bug.” He took note of the man sitting in front of his father. “Oh sorry.” He made to move to back out of the room.  

“It's fine. Joshua, this is Adam Jones. I think he might be our new chef.”  

Adam took note of the boy who looked just like his father. “Hi Joshua.”  

“Hello Mr. Jones.  You can call me Josh. Dad is the only one who calls me Joshua.” The little boy stuck out his hand. Adam took it a shook it, noting the force the boy had put into it.  

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He gave him the once over. “You look like a boy who thrives on burgers and fries.”  

Josh nodded. “That’s my favorite. Well, that and pizza. I hate Brussel sprouts.”  

Adam chuckled “Good to know. I’m sure I’ll learn all the things you like to eat.” Adam winked at him, and Joshu nodded.  

“I’m sorry for interrupting Dad. I’ll go check on Nana and Everly. It was nice to meet you.”  

“Same.” Adam watched the boy leave. “He looks just like you.”  

“Poor bugger,” I replied with another laugh. “Now where were we?”  

We discussed the finer details of the job, salary, hours and whatnot. I walked the man out the door and was shaking his hand when I noticed a young woman wandering outside the gate of my home. She looked about 24 or 25, with dark brown hair and glasses. She wore a black peacoat with long black boots. Something about her reminded me of my Anna.  As Adam walked past her with a nod, she approached the steps to the house. “I apologize, is this the Everett residence?” 

I couldn’t help but stare at her. Dark curls hung down her back with blue green eyes framed by black framed glasses. Her full lips were a sweet pink, and I had the sudden urge to feel them against mine.   

What the fuck? 

I mentally shook myself and cleared my throat. “Yes, and you are?” 

She gave me an earth-shattering smile and I was blown back. It was a smile that was just like my Anna’s. 

“My name is Presley. I am here for the nanny position.” 

NEXT

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"seven of spades" - Friendship Is A (Mutual) Con!verse, Team 7 vs. crime mob Akatsuki(?) maybe?

Seven of Spades

“Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.” “Oh,” says the dead man with smile, “we’re going to need a lot more than just two.”

—

There is a dead man walking this earth who has a grudge against Kakashi and his team. This dead man has connections all around the world, enough money and weapons and blackmail to take over a country, and just enough rage to save it for a specific goal instead.

What happens is not a game of chess—nothing so neat and orderly, no clean black and white lines, no rules of conduct—instead, it is a game of chance, of bluffing and gumption and desperation. A rigged game of probability, where the deck is marked, the dealer has fast hands, and the house always wins.

The dead man knows every con Kakashi knows and is far more willing to use the more ruthless plans. He’ll fold and give up a bomber here, a forger there, because he has the chips to spare. He’s patient. He’s been patient ever since his death. All he needs is for Kakashi to slip up once.

There is a dead man waiting for Kakashi to join him.

—

“My brother has been acting strange lately,” Sasuke says, apropos of nothing, in the middle of their stake out. The shock of it has Naruto tearing his eyes away from the, admittedly, extremely boring target to look first at Sasuke, then at Shikako, clearly alarmed.

It is doubly alarming because Sasuke never talks about his family.

Shikako tries to convey with just her eyebrows and a tilt of the head that perhaps Sasuke is undergoing a stroke or has become delirious with a sudden onset fever and that Sakura, as resident medic, should check.

The fact that Sakura can understand her complex suggestion via facial expression says just how accustomed she’s become to this weird team. It’s that same familiarity which immediately makes her shake her head in a hard negative: a more naive and infatuated Sakura would have jumped at this opportunity, but the last time she tried to do an impromptu check up on Sasuke, he almost dislocated her shoulder. He did apologize for that… eventually.

“How can you tell?” Sai asks, not even bother to interpret all of the nonverbal communication going on.

“What do you mean?” Sasuke asks in return, because the rest of the stake out team is too busy making faces at each other to intervene.

“Well, you’re strange so how would you know what normal behavior looks like?” Asks Sai, resident expert on normal behavior.

The stake out van explodes.

—

Interpol wants Tenzo back.

Kakashi knows it. Yamato knows that Kakashi knows it. Kakashi knows that Yamato knows that Kakashi knows it.

They are in a car on the opposite side of the city from the kids.

They have not said anything for five hours straight.

—

There is a dead man walking this earth who wants Kakashi alone and miserable and feeling exactly like he feels.

There is a dead man waiting for Kakashi to join him in the dirt.

~

A/N: I don’t know how well this comes across, but it is Obito. I realized the shape/ghost of him was more prevalent in Friendship Is A (Mutual) Con than I had remembered. He’s mentioned a lot or, at least, hinted at a lot—which I suppose shouldn’t surprise me since, weirdly enough, this series’ “main character” is Kakashi—such that he feels like the ultimate big bad. And then if you take out the Kaguya moon thing and the fact that Madara is undying and manipulated Obito—then, yeah, Obito as the “real mastermind” behind Akatsuki does make sense.

Also, the title Seven of Spades is SO—all I could think of was that dig two graves quote. Because spades! Are shovels! And if there are seven of the team then there are seven graves! Obito’s trying to kill the whole team (le gasp!)

If I were to continue, the miraculous twist would be that Itachi had been treating Obito’s [[insert medical condition here]] and so the team thought he was evil, but then actually it was a double bluff in that the Uchiha family (because they are still mostly alive) are either extremely involved in law enforcement—or maybe just Shisui is, who had also faked his own death in order to catch their evil cousin—or were like… we can’t let you keep doing this, not if you’re going to go after your own baby cousin (not when it has gone from profit into murder. I’m not sure as to the ethics of the Uchiha family in this universe tbh)

Anyway, hope you enjoyed

[tiianwens]

29. Reaction to sudden interpersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies) --- for the excessively detailed hc meme !

the excessively detailed hc meme.

putting his heart under a thousand locks and doing what needs to be done, and then processing it much, much later. too many people died on him, and he's been hurt in other ways too many times (in both lifetimes), but any sort of disaster is usually a call to action. his skills are needed, so he has to stay level-headed and cool to make sure no one else gets hurt, and of course, the first instinct that kicks in is to protect his disciples. the aftermath will leave him shattered where no one can witness it, but on the outside he would usually appear so calm and unperturbed that it would be only natural to assume he doesn't care at all.

the same applies to conflict/interpersonal painful situations. if it's possible to leave and avoid, he'd leave and avoid. if it's not (e.g. in 0.5 verse where the discomfort is constant and escaping the situation physically isn't an option), he'll try to distance his mind and heart from it as much as possible, usually involving going nonverbal and avoiding any form of communication. the man is too proud to let his true feelings be known. he's not really used to anyone giving a damn either, so it's easier to just keep everything bottled up and slowly pull the thorns out one by one and assess the damage while no one watches.

but when i think of the worst case scenarios for him (big story spoilers ahead for those who are reading the book and don't want plot twists to be ruined!!), there are two amazing illustrations:

— the realization that he fucked up in 0.5 if he managed to a) allow his disciple to be affected by a horrible, irreversible curse that slowly but surely eroded and erased his entire personality and b) watch the man he loved turn into a monster and deem it the result of his own hatred rather than a curse. because when conflict occurred, CWN was the one to distance himself where he could've apologized (he wanted to apologize, yet he chose to do it by proxy who followed his instructions and didn't mention that he was the one who made the goddamn wontons).

and it left him with the horrible knowledge that he couldn't share with anyone, as he knew that whoever was behind it would be watching closely and things could become worse. it left him defenceless on so many levels because he couldn't do anything to help (as it was too late and he didn't have a golden core anymore) and he couldn't even hide behind the facade of resentment anymore — it's easy to hate a self-made monster, but not so easy to hate someone you loved and failed. when i say that sex scenes in 2ha aren't skippable because they contain essential character development, chapters 247-250 or around that are the ones on my mind. the realization left CWN in such an intense emotional disarray that he threw the remains of his dignity out of the window and for the first time showed that he wanted this too. and for him, in that verse, it's huge. and yet he collected himself and managed to come up with a plan to do something, even though he had nothing to counter with and the damage was irreversible.

— and secondly, having to deal with a massive calamity after losing many people he held dear and most importantly, Mo Ran. i can't think of anything worse than what he's gone through at that point. he watched the man he loved get destroyed by an angry mob, knowing that he wasn't guilty. he slaughtered his way through to at least give him some peace, while being very much aware that saving him was no longer an option. and after all that he knew he had to go on, he had to face the living corpse with the same face and the same memories, the twisted and distorted projection of his beloved.

but he managed to put that grief on hold and he almost single-handedly thwarted the big evil plan in action. he made sure that whoever wanted to be saved was saved, and only then did he ask to 'let him be selfish for once'. and that selfish want, to him, was to die with Taxian-jun (the wording still sends me, it's such an insane detail). so he locked that pain away, did what had to be done, and then allowed it to finally consume him.

[sparatus]

Oh please I need to know about the des mafia au! 😘

YES god this one lives in my head fucking rent-free

wip title game

desolas mafia au

so this one actually started as a bit of a crackpot idea with @korblez because oops the friend oc intertwiner machine ran overboard. he has a whole clan of ocs for the turian mob, and through some timeline crack figuring we figured out that in my verse, the raid that killed desolas and saren's parents happened not terribly long before his oc marius left the military to found the zuikos'i, and that just kindaaaa "hey des has the personality of a mob boss, what if" and here we are

for setup: in 2118, desinian and veniria arterius are killed in a pirate raid on the remote colony town of ifura on carthaan, leaving their sons desolas (age 24) and saren (age 5) orphaned. desolas, serving his mandatory service in the army, was a part of the responding squadron, but arrived too late, and was the one to find his parents' bodies and rescue his brother from the woods behind the house where their mother had told him to hide. a couple years later, desolas has turned bitter and aggressive, having refused therapy for his growing depression and ptsd, instead clinging tightly to his last living family members (his brother, as well as his paternal grandmother and great-grandfather) and the few friends still stationed with him. saren has gone selectively mute, never making a sound except to wail inconsolably when separated from his aforementioned 3 relatives. major marius cassi, desolas's CO at the base on taetrus he was sent to after bereavement leave, sees the potential in him that's being smothered by his own downward spiral, and his heart breaks for him. when events in his own life lead marius to say "fuck it", leave the military, and found his own criminal organization, he makes the offer to desolas to leave with him and join him.

in the main verse, des of course turns him down, wanting the stability of the military so he can make sure his little brother will be provided for, but in this au he accepts, and joins marius in founding the zuikos'i. from there, i have a sort of trilogy:

the first fic is the setup, following both desolas and saren. with desolas we see the founding of the zuikos'i and his relationship with marius, finding a surrogate father figure in him as he navigates his own grief and trauma that he hasn't been allowing himself to process because he felt that saren needed him more. with saren, we stay home with the rest of the cassi family and watch him slowly heal and grow in his own right, and through his internal monologue learn more about what this little (selectively) mute child has seen that he will never give voice to.

in the second, we fast forward several years. this one is desabrudas-centric; desolas is a fully-fledged mob boss in his own right, while his old friend from the taetrus base valis abrudas has become an officer. both of them still remember the other and the bond they shared, and regret not being able to stay together, and hope the other is doing well. when a chance encounter pits them against each other, desolas gets a wild hare up his ass to pull valis over to his side, while she becomes determined to bring him in one way or the other, each remembering who the other used to be craving what they used to have. so begins a game of cat-and-mouse, a friends-to-enemies-to-lovers dance across the stars; the only question is, will she drag him back to the hierarchy by his crest, or will he sway her over to a life of crime?

the third main fic is kryterius. in this au, nihlus's father never dies, and nihlus grows up to be a rough-and-tumble terminus merc just like his parents before him. saren, meanwhile, is an enforcer, and isn't particularly invested in the job, but it's a good outlet for the destructive energy his biotics make while letting him pursue other interests on the side, plus he idolizes his big brother, so he's willing to stick with it. they cross paths by chance during a skirmish, and then keep crossing paths, to the point nihlus starts to mock saren that it's because saren is into him. while saren venting about the annoying shithead bastard freelancer who he definitely doesn't think is attractive no sir that keeps getting in his way, marius overhears and takes a surprising amount of interest, and saren is tasked with bringing nihlus in, alive. along the course of the hunt, saren slowly unravels more about this annoying red freelancer and his connection to marius - and, against his will, realizes he actually kinda doesn't want to throttle him too hard.

so, basically: heavily extremely self-indulgent au featuring a lot of friend worldbuilding (like, this would be a joint project, this would be a NoisyNoiverns-korblez collab crossover extravaganza patent pending) and des being a smarmy bastard and saren being a pining maybe-demi gay mess, thank you for your time

[gatekeeper-watchman]

Daily Devotionals for September 13, 2023

Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living

Devotional Scripture:

Proverbs 24:21-22 (KJV): 21 My son, fear thou the LORD and the king: and meddle not with them that are given to change: 22 For their calamity shall rise suddenly; and who knoweth the ruin of them both? Proverbs 24:21-22 (AMP): 21 My son, reverently fear the Lord and the king, and do not associate with those who are given to change (of allegiance, and are revolutionary); 22 For their calamity shall rise suddenly, and who knows the punishment and ruin which both (the Lord and the king) will bring upon the rebellious?

Thought for the Day

Verse 21 - This verse makes it clear that we are to give reverential fear to God. God is the one who sets the authority structures on the earth; therefore, we should honor those positions. He set government authority over cities and countries, ministry order over the church, and parental order over families. It was God who created the home and put the husband as head of it. He put the offices of the five-fold ministry over the church with the apostles, prophets, evangelists, pastors, and teachers as the leaders. He also wanted Old Testament Israel, as the first nation led by God, to be an example of His leadership over a group of people. God's plan in the earth is one of order, and therefore He expects us to honor the offices and positions of earthly leaders who rule in authoritative roles. Anarchy and rebellion are acts that are motivated by the devil. (There is a Biblical and proper way to deal with those in authority who abuse their positions; however, it is not revolt and anger that has a mob mentality behind it.) "Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God. Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God: and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation. For rulers are not a terror to good works, but to evil. Wilt thou then not be afraid of the power? do that which is good, and thou shalt have praise of the same: For he is the minister of God to thee for good. But if thou do that which is evil, be afraid; for he beareth not the sword in vain: for he is the minister of God, a revenger to execute wrath upon him that doeth evil" (Romans 13:1-4).

God set the five-fold ministry of the offices of apostles, prophets, evangelists, pastors, and teachers over the church for leadership. "And he gave some, apostles; and some, prophets; and some, evangelists; and some, pastors and teachers; For the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ" (Ephesians 4:11-12). It was God who established the family unit and set the husband as the head of it. "Wives, submit yourselves unto your husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore, as the church is subject unto Christ, let the wives be to their husbands in everything. Husbands love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it" (Ephesians 5:22-25).

Verse 22 - Today's verses also entreat us to avoid rebellious and double-minded people who are unstable and keep changing their loyalties, taking first one side and then another of an issue. These are unstable in all of their ways (James 1:5-8). Those who are given to changing loyalties will suddenly come to ruin. Punishment could come as a judgment for breaking God's laws, or it could come as a penalty from a ruler for breaking the law of the land, or it might be both.

Prayer Devotional for the Day

Dear heavenly Father, I am grateful that You are a God of order, and I ask You to help me to always obey Your laws and the laws in our land that are for our good. I ask You to remove any rebellion from my heart and give me a submissive spirit. Lord, may I always honor and respect those whom You have placed over me. I also pray that we will be given good men and women to rule over us in all government offices of the land. Lord, may they take advice from godly counsel and heed the Words of the Bible so that we all may lead quiet and peaceable lives. I ask this in the name of Jesus, my Lord. Amen.

[lcnelyday]

AVAILABLE VERSES BREAKDOWN:

THE GOLDEN RANCH: the biggest cattle ranch in montana/texas, run by tyler hancock. publicly deals with cattle and horses, training and raising. privately has a grow op for marijuana. possible triggers: crime, drugs, drinking, violence, smoking, death available muses: adam mcgill (wrangler), bo linklater (wrangler, foreman in training), judas palma (foreman), lincoln ward (wrangler), lori gallagher (residential vet), maggie hancock (heir and smartass), nellie dawson (barrel racer and troublemaker), sawyer linklater (wrangler & trainer), tyler hancock (owner), willa hancock (hurricane willa aka tyler's cousin that was born of chaos). inspiration: yellowstone.

VOLCANO GIRL: an alternative rock band, up and coming, two albums released. possible triggers: drinking, drugs available muses: danny rollins (drummer), hanna rollins (vocalist & bassist), walker 'texas' reid (vocalist & guitaris) inspiration: this band. this album.

THE SUPERNATURALS: a collection of unrelated characters for supernatural plots. possible triggers: horror, religion, witchcraft, violence, blood, murder, drugs, smoking available muses: julie petrichor (podcaster), lila barton (coven witch, see the barton legacy below), sera poriosolo (seraphim angel), silas barton (vampire ex witch, see the barton legacy below), thane reynolds (god of death), winnie barton (coven witch, demon hunter, see the barton legacy below) inspiration: the x files, lore (podcast), wynonna earp, beautiful creatures, supernatural, good omens

THE BARTON LEGACY: a group of witches that operate and control the pacific northwest. run by a matriarch, works with other supernatural beings, compared to a mafia/gang type deal. possible triggers: torture, abuse, alcohol, drugs, witchcraft, supernatural, blood, murder, death available muses: lila barton (matriarch witch), silas barton (400 year old vampire & ex witch), winnie barton (reluctant witch, demon hunter) inspiration: beautiful creatures, wynonna earp, hell's angels

IT'S ABOUT CRIME: a series of connected and unconnected criminals or those connected to criminals. possible triggers: murder, crime, death, blood, drinking, drugs, violence, torture, available muses: elena toro (daughter of a shady billionaire), lila barton (head of a crime family that runs the pacific northwest), millie woods (the daughter of a media conglomerate), noah pendragon (hired thug), richie pearson (counterfeiter with a team of criminals), tate o'brien (con artist in training), whitney fernstrom (con artist & assassin), winnie barton (part of crime family running the pacific northwest), wolff weiss (assassin) inspiration: succession, sons of anarchy, focus, killing eve, james bond, anything with a mob/mafia/gang, that one scene where jon bernthal's character kills a man because a pretty girl is scared she killed a man listen i know i reblog it once a week and sometimes once a day but it lives in my head rent free and i need all the plots regarding this idea okay?

[intothetlkverse]

Decided to challenge myself by drawing every single TLK character out there, up until this point in time, and post it here. You can see the finished project on my main account, though I figured to post it on my tumblr just show I could proudly show off my work and a few of my head canons.

Here's all the mongooses across TLK:

Starting off with TLG we have Bambun/Bambu(bamboo) from "Mama Binturong", a banded mongoose. Very helpful, he is also one of the creatures in the community who is terrified of Mama Binturong, now Mama Civet, and her porcupine army, and is secretly very pleased when they decide to leave to go after the Lion Guard. By the time they return, he and the other members of their community have built the tuliza patch and restored peace and protection in the forest, allowing for the easy and non-fearful distribution of tuliza and other medicinal herbs which they sure as fluff aren't gonna let an old batty civet and her army of simping spikeballs take over and bully them ever again.

Speaking of bullies, in the swamps from "Marsh of Mystery" we have brothers Krud'dha/Krwada(crude-Xhosa) and Pãgala/Agala(don't go-Igbo), both Egyptian mongooses. Part of a local mongoose mob, the two, like the rest of their brethren, are fiercely protective of their territory, including their resources, and are not at all friendly to outsiders. If anything positive can be said about them though, at least they're very protective of their family and also give Mama Civet, her porcupines, and the rest of Makucha's Army a hard time getting through their marsh as well.

Next up is the last of our TLG mongoose and the start of cut ones, Shauku(passion) and his father Mabu(mosquitoes). You know Shauku is from TLG, though Mabu is interesting, as he is a deleted early iteration of Timon from the "King of the Jungle" Draft. In my version, Mabu helps a young Rego during his and Kwashi's exile from their homeland, with Mabu accompanying them on their journey after Rego is attacked by a giant bird of prey and thrown into a pond. He is described as being friends with Kwashi, aka Rafiki's early iteration and his father in my verse, and as talkative, hyperactive, and good-humored. After Rego's return to both his home and to power, Mabu decides to travel for awhile, eventually reaching the Pridelands, settling down and having Shauku, along with several other pups. Meanwhile Shauku's interest in the Lion Guard, like with the other members of his friend group, eventually lead him to serving alongside the future majordomo and guard, either as members on the team or as scouts/confidants for the majordomo's network. Both are also banded mongooses like Bambun, and Mabu was mostly based off the adult mongoose we see in TLG.

Lastly is the Komboli Rangers, mentioned across multiple early TLK drafts, though their names are mentioned in "King of Beasts" draft: Desma/Esma(Kind defender-Arabic), Jamila(beautiful, elegant-Arabic), Mandisa(sweet-Xhosa), Ozina/Zina(welcoming), Lambida/Ambida(Worshippers), and a meerbaby named Nute/Nuti(knot-Arabic), mentioned in the May 1990 King of Beasts script. Now before you come after me for them being meerkats in the draft, let me explain. Meerkats are technically mongooses, being the smallest species of them, while 'mongooses' in general tend to have more bushier tails and broader faces, as well as their immunity to snake venom like honey badgers. Additionally, while I had originally thought about making them meerkats.... well after doing my list of meerkats, I was just kinda over doing them. Plus I have literally never seen any fanart or designs of the Komboli Rangers anywhere, so I don't think its that big of an issue if I do a slightly different species.

Anyways, these gals are small group of dwarf mongoose who recently lost most of their members and home to a horrible event. The six find themselves at the Oasis and petition themselves to Timon's meerkat colony, offering to act as scouts/guards for them in exchange for letting them stay. Given the closeness in species, the six are accepted in and they have adapted well to their new home. Jamila is the mother of all the girls and grandmother of Nuti. She's getting on in years and ever since the death of her husband and mate she has seemed to lose a lot of energy and strength, though still loves her daughters and grandson dearly and worries for them. Esma is the oldest and the leader of her sisters and the main breadwinner for her family. She was the one who helped rescue them with their father during the horrible event, a migrating stampede crossing over their burrow area and causing a den-cave in. Her father and she saved their family, though only one of them managed to get themselves out. Since then, Esma has taken on more of a mature, parental, protective role alongside her mother by leading them to a new land, taking on a roll with the locals to help provide for her family, and being the reliable big sister. Zina is the second eldest and the mother of Nuti, as well as the most maternal and protective of her family. She does her best to try and get Esma to take breaks, often by getting her to hang out with her son or rest in the oasis' many cool, refreshing pools. Mandisa is the thirst eldest and most hyperactive and cheerful of her sisters, trying to get them to smile, preparing snacks and comfy nests to rest in on their breaks, and just trying to be the positive ray of sunshine in their lives. Ambida is the youngest and also one of the most stern and quiet. She understands what happened to their father and what Esma is trying to do, so she is doing her best to stick with her sister, trading shifts or standing alongside her, keeping wary of raptors, reptiles, and other predators. Nuti is the baby of the family, beloved by all his aunts, grandmother, and mom, as well as the meerkat colony next door. He can be shy and introverted at time, but is friendly and a good listener. He eventually gains an interest in Uncle Max's digging crew and wants to join. Though the Oasis is much safer then the plains they live in, it's not like predators don't exist and that jungles can't get cold at night, so burrowers are still needed and wanted. Nuti begins a sort of mentorship with Uncle Max which gradually turns into him seeing Uncle Max like an uncle too.

Though meerkat and mongoose society/cultures are a bit differently, they work well together enough that she feels her family is safe with them, especially this Ma-meerkat. Their story is partially inspired by Cameron the meerkat that was adopted into a family of banded mongooses, though here it's reversed, more then one adoption, plus these guys are African dwarf mongooses. Very capable and fearless little guys, though smaller then the meerkats. They also scurry around on all legs, unlike the meerkat colony, which are weirdly mostly bipedal.

[walkept]

KURT.

introduction: mutant, son of mystique and destiny, member of the superhero team called x-men (and, formerly, excalibur), kurt wagner (aka nightcrawler) was raised in the bavarian alps by a romani sorceress. not formally adopted by her, kurt spent most of his early life in a circus, where his "devilish" appearance was accepted instead of feared and mistrusted. there he displayed a natural talent for acrobatics and soon became the circus' star aerial artist. after a fateful incident involving the owner of the circus and a mob of men, kurt used his powers for the first time in order to escape, teleporting away from danger. when kurt was 20 years old, charles xavier rescued him from yet again another mob and offered him a place in the x-men.

25-30 y / o. what looks to be blue skin is actually a soft layer of fur covering his entire body and that, along with his tail and shining golden eyes with no pupils, definitely makes him stand out. he also has pointed ears and sharper than normal canines, akin to fangs. despite his average height (175 cm) and lithe frame, kurt sports solid muscles in his back, arms and tighs and his spine is extremely flexible.

notes. i've read some of the comics involving him, but not nearly all of them and god knows trying to keep up with marvel comics is out of my league. due to this i will keep his most relevant story beats while adapting the rest to fit with rp partners and personal headcanons.

+ powers & abilities

teleportation. minor levels of shadow manipulation to avoid being seen. capable of seeing in the dark.

prehensile tail. olympic level acrobat. skilled in hand to hand combat, though fencing is where he excels at. trained in martial arts.

weaknesses: regular diseases and injuries can afflict him; due to kurt being a neyaphem (ancient race of mutants with demonic appearances) angel blood is dangerous for him.

the choices we make, the chances we take, define us.

+ misc

(i) he is a staunch believer of god and adeheres to his message of compassion and hope. studied teology but never actually became a priest. (ii) he is in possesion of an astral blade (hopesword), which is also the physical manifestation of his own, never faltering, hope. the sword is stored into his body and allows him to undo certain spells (he restored his mother's memories), but it is implied to have a much greater power that has yet to be discovered. similar to the soulsword, created by his foster mother with fragments of his soul. (iii) can speak and understand various languages, but he still has a distinct german accent. (iv) he has only three digits for each hand and two toes for each foot.

CANON VERSE ROUTES,

default. as a successful and beloved superhero, kurt has finally found somewhere he belongs and people he can consider family, until he tragically dies to ensure the survival of the mutant race. in the afterlife, kurt encounters his presumed father azazel. after stopping his nefarious plans to attack paradise (with the help of his fellow x-men), he uses his own blood magic to bind him to earth, cutting him off from his armies. that allows kurt to go back to the world of the living. at a steep price: leaving his soul behind. dying and coming back to life takes a heavy toll on him and, save dire circumstances where his help is needed, he distances himself from the hero life. as a result, however, he starts to dabble in the occult more often, navigating the supernatural netherworld.

vigilante. when mutant kind's peace and very existence is shattered, leaving most of them lost and presumed dead, he is brainwashed by the anti mutant organization orchis and forced to publicly kill three heads of state, tainting mutant reputation against his will. disillusioned by these events and the costant warring between mutants and humans, kurt leaves behind his identity and dons one of spiderman's discarded suits to become the vigilante spinnenman (people seem to prefer calling him in more creative ways, such as.. hellcrawler and spidemon). he also reunites with one of his mothers (mystique) and learns the truth about the circumstances that led him to be raised by another woman in bavaria.

+ CROSSOVERS / AUS,

general fantasy. tba

urban fantasy. tba.

modern (non mutant). drama student. normal city life. complicated family issues. adopted by a german couple living in america.

alt modern (vicious). eo. fled bavaria after accidentally killing his foster brother. took refuge in a circus for a while but had to escape again when they discovered his powers and tried to cage and sell him.

& more available! always willing to throw ideas around to make interactions easier

[random-movie-ideas]

Batman Villain Movie Ideas, Part XXI: Carmine Falcone

Strictly speaking, this post is for all of the general mob boss/crime lord types floating around the Batman-verse, such as Sal Maroni, Roland Daggett, Rupert Thorne, all those guys. Carmine seems to be generally the most popular, so we'll focus on him. Like Bruno Mannheim and Intergang, these characters primarily exist to be the "standard criminals" for Batman to fight when he's not fighting one of the more colorful rogues. Carmine, specifically, is known for being the head of the Falcone family, and loosely based on Don Vito Corleone. He also might be the illegitimate father of Catwoman both in the comics and, at least, The Batman's continuity. Sal Maroni is also generally known for being the guy who made Harvey Dent Two-Face.

Origin Movie: In theory, that's basically what Batman Begins did, at least for the first half of the movie or so, until he was upstaged by Scarecrow and Ra's al-Ghul. And yeah, if you want a more grounded take on Batman without all the colorful characters, Falcone or Thorne or whoever would probably be the best pick for that. (Also in that theoretical horror movie from the perspective of the bad guys, I'd assume that the main protagonists would be one of these guys and their men).

Sequel Movie: I don't know why you'd start out on one of the more colorful villains and then downgrade to one of these. Seems a little unbalanced. Unless it's just a reversal of what we laid out with Victor Zsasz last time, with the serial killer up front and then the mob boss after. One thought though, is maybe a trilogy building up to Two-Face as the finale villain, then I suppose Sal Maroni could work as the villain here.

Finale Movie: I suppose with him being the big bad mob boss, it's not unreasonable for him to be built towards at the end of a series, something like all the other villains prior working under his gang or something. More or less what Black Mask would do.

Supporting Villain: This is the best place for these characters, I think. Mooks and thugs that Batman would spend his time taking down as the more colorful villains rise to prominence as a third party creating complications.

Overall, here are my rankings of them:

Supporting Villain: It's what these characters are designed for.

Origin Movie: I so want to see that horror film.

Finale Movie: The big bad boss angle has possibilities, but there are better characters for it.

Sequel Movie: It just wouldn't work.

What do you think? Who should I cover next?

[goddessofroyalty]

Hey weird question what do you think the kids' jobs are when they grow up in your au's? I mean in Zaun family I guess they technically don't have to work, they could just live off of Silco's income lol but they don't strike me as the type to mooch like that

I think Vi, like in the games, takes up some kind of Enforcer role WITHIN the Lanes rather than in Piltover, cus on one hand acab but the other, she cares ABT her home. I wouldn't say she's like sheriff or anything, but definitely plays a vital role in the Enforcers functioning in the Undercity (helped there in no small part by Wifey Caitlyn)

I actually think Claggor is the one most likely to end up running the bar once Vander steps down, just cus he's like. The most normal and well adjusted (and in part cus of a theory I read ages ago, saying he was the one meant to take over the Lanes as a whole because he was levelheaded and mature, while Vi would have taken a more hotheaded second role like Benzo. Idk it's all alleged). Also idk why but I can't get it out of my head that Claggor becomes a carpenter for some reason. Lol

I'd reckon Jinx/Powder does engineering work, either for the Firefights or her own thing, or maybe even as a part of Hextech. Bombs are still her special interest ofc but she's got a wide variety of skills now that she puts to use

Now Mylo is where I'm stumped, lol. He so has the vibe of like, a kid who wanted to join a gang cus he thought it was cool, but Silco and Vander would never allow it. I defo think he goes travelling for a few years but after that... Zilch. Maybe he's just a chill stay at home dad/partner, the exact opposite of everything he wanted growing up lol

Idk why I made this so long. Half cus I want your thoughts on my hcs, and half cus I wanna hear you're own I guess!

While yes they could live off Silco's income I do think Silco a little bit saw (and therefore raised) his children as a future investment into Zaun's leadership. They aren't fixing all the problems in one generation so in his mind it was always going to be passed down to them to keep going. He absolutely plays to each individual kids strengths (for example he was never going to even try to make a politicial out of Vi but he did probably contemplate trying to get Viktor to go down that path before Hextech) but yeah they were all going to end up with Important Jobs. Plus, you know, I think they all would feel bad if they didn't have jobs - too much like the Piltites who lived off Zaun's labour - they want to help their people as well.

Vi I completely agree ends up in an policing-style role however I think she ends up in charge of Zaun's equivilent to the Enforcers. It's their "see we don't need you here as a our police force because we have our own that will work with you (until we gain independence and then it means we don't have to create a whole police force)". It gets the Enforcers and their antaognistic presense off their streets while also keeping Piltover happy as at least Zaun is still being policed (and, you know, being the group people do call when there's an Incident who will actually help de-escalate it). Which of course means once they're older her and Caitlyn (who ends up Piltover's sheriff) solve a lot of situations that could blow up between the two cities at the dining room table. Is that technically corruption of both police forces? Absolutely. But much like her parents before her it's corruption that mostly helps Zaun so she isn't losing sleep over it.

The bar does get inherited to Claggor's branch of the family tree but I feel like it's more a... his family gets it after Vander passes (probably because they had been working it at the end before Vander passes). But by that point Claggor's kids are like adults themselves so it feels weird to say Claggor inherits it because it's kind of all of them (including Claggor's mate) and it's almost a semi-retirement job for Claggor himself. Claggor definitively goes into some construction trade in my head. And whichever of those trades he goes into there's a lot of stuff in Zaun that's built by him (so if he goes into plumbing for example most of the main sewage system is his work, if he does into infrastructure a lot of the buildings during that period are his work). There's a lot of infrastructure that gets build during that time generally (Zaun finally having the money thanks to Silco + Hextech plus Silco and Vander's ideas of an independent Zaun needing a things built to achieve) and it feels right that one of the kids ends up having a big hand in it.

I have to do Powder and Jinx separately because in this verse she very much creates two identities under those two names. 'Powder' is the excentric mate to Ekko (who takes over Vander's spot as kind of politically recognised leader of Zaun) which makes sense to Piltover seeing she was very much Silco's Princess growing up and while they know she does something as a job nobody can pin down what it is (although they do probably all assume Hextech because she is clearly mechanically minded). Jinx is, at least until Silco dies, the Eye of Zaun's (favourite) agent and generally is involved in the more criminal/terrorist parts of gaining Zaun's freedom. Silco tries to groom her to take over as Eye of Zaun when he passes but I don't know if she ever fully proves capable of that specific role (but she's like 40+ when he passes so she might be). She's a bit of a wild-card in the family - sometimes she's helping build the new infrastructure Zaun needs, other times she's building new weapons to ensure Zaun has the firepower it needs to protect its interests, and othertimes it's Hextech she's working on (so yes I agree does engineering work just a bit via whatever has her interest at That Exact Moment than having one group she specifically works with).

Mylo is probably the child I think Silco most actively grooms. Like I said earlier he was a little eyeing off Viktor to go into politics (to take over as Zaun Representative) but then Viktor went hard on the science and created Hextech and Silco decides that that is an even better option for him. But then he kind of scans over the other kids and settles on Mylo as the new possible Zaun Representative. Which, if Mylo clearly had no interest in it Silco would drop the plan and find something else for him (and someone else for the role) but... Mylo doesn't really have a strong pull in any other direction so he kind of just falls into falling into line with Silco's want. I will add that Silco doesn't give up Zaun Representative until he dies so Mylo has a lot of years to travel and probably represent Zaun's interests more broadly before taking on the role in his 40s.

There's a bit of a joke that Crisis in Zaun = Family Reunion because of how much all of them end up being the Top Dog in their respective field in Zaun.

I also got long there haha. It's interesting how much we lined up on a lot of things.

[sugamamacustard]

🍢 🍡 (A/B/O) Menu 🍡🍢

My A/B/O verse ↦ Here! My rules ↦ Here!

Appetizer (🍚)= Angst Dessert (🍪)= Fluff Breakfast (🥞) = Social media! AU Lunch (🍙) = non-specified AU! (Other than social media; Mafia! Werewolf/vampire!, angel/demon!, etc) Supper (🍘)= Smut/ NSFW Happy hour (🍸) = Yandere Specials (🍮)= My personal favorites 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 Order up!

↳Reach so high ( 🍪)

Summary: You’re used to the world around you not being kind to the vertically impaired, but you and you’re alpha get through it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tendo Satori, Alpha! Nishinoya Yu

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Sweet Little Chick ( 🍸, 🍙(Mafia! AU))

Summary:  The Karasuno Crows fell to the will of one person and one person alone. You were expected to do the same to the mama crow.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mafia boss! Sugawara Koushi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN-- But Reader ends up in a dress and thigh highs, so take as you will)

↳ Come see me (  🍚, 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  Being a manager for Nekoma was a thankless job, but one you were proud to do. You were surrounded by alphas who wanted what was best for you and in turn, you wanted what was best for them. However, sometimes what’s best for them…may not be best for you or your omega.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Knock me out ( 🍪)

Summary:  When your omega demands to see your alpha, you can’t help but oblige, but unfortunately, someone else see’s you before he does.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Fire man ( 🍘 )

Summary:  Your heat hits unexpectedly and it’s up to your alpha to help you through it. How is he doing it?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Double Trouble ( 🍪)

Summary:  Inarizaki is known for many things above the surface, but only few know what great treasure lies deep within the pack.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Level Headed ( 🍪, 🍘,  🍮 )

Summary: Betas were known for one thing and your alpha loved you all the more for it. So he shows you his gratitude.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Beta! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Please don’t let me go ( 🍚, 🍪 , 🍘 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary:  You were excited when the other packs joined yours, even finding solace in one of the alphas of one, but suddenly, you weren’t needed. Wanted. Not what he desired. And that hurt. So you do the only thing you can think of. Try to find someone who will comfort your poor omega heart.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (Pretty GN, but I said the word c*nt, so take it as you will)

↳ Please don’t let me go (Part 2!)   ( 🍪 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary:   Thanks to Kuroo, your place in the pack has been cemented. But what made it waver in the first place? How can the rest of the pack change what has already happened.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Feral animal ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a guardian angel- or should we say, dog.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ One more time ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  You loved your small little family, but your alpha felt there was something missing.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, but a baby is born, so take it as you will)

↳ Puppy ( 🍘, 🍮)

Summary:   It wasn’t supposed to hit you as hard as it did, but when your heat came and blindsided you, you were left staggering for a way out. Luckily, your alpha knows you better than anyone else.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Two for one special ( 🍪 )

Summary:  You weren’t even a manager. You were a medic for the Nekoma team and yet, you still caught they of not one, but two, powerhouse alphas. What could go wrong, right?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Yuu Nishinoya (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Rut ( 🍘)

Summary:  You and your alpha have been through so much together, but how are the reacting when their rut hits?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Kiyoomi Sakusa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Helping hand  ( 🍘, 🍙 (Mafia! AU))

Summary:  You were always so good for your alpha. There are some things that fall out of your control however, things that may put a wrench in your good behavior.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mob boss! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Spare some?  ( 🥞, 🍘 , 🍮)

Summary:  You simply ask for Daddy’s Cummies. How are these alphas reacting?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kenma Kozume, Alpha! Yu Nishinoya, Alpha Keiji Akaashi

Serving: Omega! Reader

↳ Let me help you ( 🍚, 🍪) (Now with Part 2!)

Summary:   Because of unseen circumstances, you drop, and you drop hard. How does your alpha help you/redeem himself?

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi + Part 2 includes Mattsun and Makki.

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ All Mine (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 ) ( 🥞, 🍪, 🍮)

Summary:  You alpha sees someone flirting with you, he’s not happy/ This time you see someone flirty with your alpha and your not happy.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Suna Rintaro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ After hours ( 🥞, 🍘)

Summary:   Some spicy messages between you and your alpha~

Ingredients: Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kentaro Kyoutani, Alpha! Rintaro Suna, Alpha! Eita Semi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Keeping you close ( 🍪, 🍘)

Summary:   Your alpha catches some low-bit, pathetic excuse of an alpha trying to get with you and he’s determined to but a stop to it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, until the smut)

↳ Lips like Sugar~ ( 🍪, 🍘,🍙(Sugar Daddy! AU))

Summary:   Toru Oikawa had no qualms about paying a pretty little thing to hang off his arm, but he expects you to be at his beck and call for the price tag you come with. And if you aren’t? He’ll put you back into your place real quick.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Back me up ( 🍪)

Summary:   Pregnancy can bring out both the best, and worst, in any and all alphas, and yours is no exception. Life, however, is unpredictable in every sense and sometimes, the worst and best parts get melded into one– and make you fall in love with your alpha all over again.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Baby, it’s cold outside ( 🍪)

Summary:  After waiting for your parents to come pick you up, only for them to never come, you can’t seem to get warm. Lucky, for you, your alpha is there to help you get warm!

Ingredients: Alpha! Takanobu Aone

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Kiss it Better (🍪)

Summary:   You love spending time with your alpha in the kitchen, unfortunately it’s a little bittersweet for him.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Again ( 🍘,🍮 )

Summary: How much can you take before your alpha breaks you?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Feed Me ( 🍪,🍮 )

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Ingredients: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Day and Night (🍘)

Summary: How do you and your gamer alpha spend heats and ruts?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Crash Course(🍪)

Summary: The relationship between Iwaizumi and Oikawa is always a confusing one. No one is quite sure what it is and where exactly you fall into it. Well, you guys do and that’s all that matters.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Platonic! Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Intimidating✨(🍪)

Summary: Alpha’s are scary creatures. Going up to them is scary, and honestly, you were never sure you would ever be able to look one in the eye. Unfortunately, your omega was dead set on one particular alpha– one who seemed so much more intimidating than any other alpha you had seen before.

Ingredients: Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Satori Tendou

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Daddy cats✨ (🍪, 🍘)

Summary: What’s life like with not one but two alphas at your beck and call?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume and Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN until the smut, then it's fem! Reader)

↳✨Olympic level✨( 🍪)

Summary: Sometimes your air-headed alpha makes you question your sanity. Luckily, you have some back-up to get him back in line.

Ingredients: Alpha! Yu Nishinoya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

↳Time Bomb ( 🍚,🍮,🍙(Non! A/B/O) )

Summary:  Anger is an ugly emotion and can bring out the worst in all of us. Mid-argument, it pushes your boyfriend into dangerous waters, threatening your very relationship. Is your relationship strong enough to survive?

Ingredients: Koushi Sugawara, Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Reader(GN!)

↳Paparazzi ( 🍪)

Summary: Fangirls are nice, yes, however they tend to get in the way of simple things such as passing your classes. You won't take their harrassment laying down though.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Yuji Terushima, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

More to come!