#and he HIRED A HITMAN TO KILL HIM AFTERWARDS

[eyepatchdate]

Case 3 was lile mainly interesting on a characterization and worldbuilding basis, how Yuma felt for the victim, the idea of revolution (and how it was so clearly copted). And like. Case 3 knew it lacked a compelling culprit and didnt really try to complicate what is ultimately a boring killer with one (1) cool gimmick.

Case 4 its like. haha remember that. anyways. The most fucked up way to break a locked room known to man with the most devoted culprit ever.

[impossiblycolorfulpanda]

"Azulaang looks better and less toxic than Zutara."

Yeah, that's an actual thing I've been seeing lately and it seriously baffles me.

Nobody get it twisted. I want Azula redeemed and Azulaang to coexist alongside Zutara, but I feel I should address some elephants in the room.

If this is being said because Zuko betrayed Katara, hired a hitman to kill Aang and Katara threatened to kill him if he did it again. Well, let me tell you, Azula straight up murdered Aang supposedly, without blinking, with a grin on her face and felt no guilt over it afterwards.

Zuko, on the other hand, kept dwelling on this mistake, eventually he set out to undo them and succeeds.

Azula intimidated Ty Lee into joining her mission. While Mai willingly came along, Azula would've likely did the same thing if Mai declined.

Azula is a good enough of a liar to fool even Toph and will use her opponents' insecurities against them, those traits can be very dangerous in the wrong hands.

Azula was also the one to sentence the earth kingdom the same fate as the air nomads, something Sokka considered pure evil btw.

She's also been going through schizophrenic-like paranoia, has often used intimidation to enforce order and maniacally tried to shoot a bolt at Katara out of spite. Not exactly the best qualities you'd want in a relationship.

Zuko jumped in front of a lightning bolt and saved Katara's life, she expressed genuine gratitude and saved him in return. How does that make Zutara toxic?

There's a reason I imagine Azula and Aang developing a spiritual link/connection/bond between the two. It allows Aang to see past Azula's lies better than Toph can and vice versa and they can understand each other's experiences better than anyone. It's too big a risk not to have this bond.

[theladysunami]

saw an article titled 'Father Hires In-Game "Hitman" To Deter Son From Playing', and i feel like there's something BingYuan about this...

Reminds me a little of second verse (same as the first) by Adwen.

Which one of them would be the hitman I wonder. It could go either way. 🤔

If Luo Binghe (with his Bingge personality) is the ‘hitman’, then it could be a comedy where he follows Shen Yuan around trying to lure him by himself into PVP areas, but for whatever reason it never works out.

When they are both online, Shen Yuan is always either going around with a party of high level ‘bodyguards’ (YQY and LQG) while Binghe’s own ‘team’ is busy (meaning Binghe could at best only snipe him, not corpse camp him for demoralization purposes the way he was hired to do) or he’s doing stuff in towns and other non-PVP areas.

Not sure if Shen Yuan took over his brother’s account at some point (or was presumed to be his brother on a new account) and someone pissed off at Shen Jiu hired Binghe, or if Shen Jiu is the one who hired Binghe because his nerdy brother spends too much time on the stupid game.

Regardless, Binghe eventually finds himself irritated by Shen Yuan’s hangers on, not because it’s making it hard to kill him, but because he would like all Shen Yuan’s attention for himself, thanks!

If Shen Yuan was the hitman, I can see it being just a hobby for Shen Yuan, where he takes out people’s bullies, asshole exes, and so forth.

He starts to team up with Binghe, planning to take him out at some suitable moment, but then finds he actually really likes the guy. He still does take him out eventually (yeets him into a lava pit or something that destroys equipment), but feels awful about it after, especially when Binghe signs off for several months afterwards.

Binghe comes back to the game to find several item packs, skins and such were anonymously gifted to him, and the guy who killed him keeps avoiding him.

They eventually hash it out though, and proceed to be the game’s most annoying couple.

[offtovisityourmother]

On Jeff Bezos' 60th birthday, I will kill Lauren Sánchez. Exactly 382 days later will be her funeral. On the way to the funeral, a hired hitman, hired by me, will drive Jeff in a convertible. Keeping the roof covered, my hired hitman will kill one of his two bodyguards. Quickly taking the roof down, he will enable a second hitman sniper on a near by roof to kill his second bodyguard. Afterward, the first hitman will order Jeff out of the car and onto the sidewalk, where I will be waiting with a .44 magnum revolver. I will then shoot him twice in the back of the neck, once in the ass, and once in his right hand. It'll be the end of my career, but I will be the man who killed Jeffrey Bezos.

[mr-camhed]

Name: Whitenoise

Age: 3.95 million years

Gender: Female

Faction: Autobots

Assigned Forces: Autobot Aerial Command(during The war), Iacon Security Bureau(post war)

Role: Search and surveying, Attack coordination.

Motto: "if you stand tall enough, evil will have nowhere to hide. "

Personality: Whitenoise is a bot filled to The brim with The sense of justice. If she caught wind of any plot of evil, no matter the conspirators' species or allegiance, Whitenoise will dig to The heart of it and report The evidence to the ones that can act against it, such as the Autobot command. As someone that never pamper on herself or others, she would constantly search for mistakes to correct, but she seems to often overlook her singlemindedness and sometimes being overconfident.

Alternate mode: Whitnoise transforms into a white Antonov An-71 AWACS Aircraft with a Blue stripe down The middle of The fuselage, engine and front edge of The wing and vertical stablizer, and an Autobot insignia where The normal An-71/72's national flag would be.

Appearance: Whitenoise is around 12.4m tall, with a transformation scheme similar to a combination between G1 Jetfire and WFC Air raid and her head sculpt was similar to G1 Rust Dust with retractable battle mask and protective visor, and her main color scheme is white with Blue deco, visor and photoreceptors.

Weaponry: Whitnoise has an average strength but rather high intelligence. In jet form, she can fly at mach4 on 350km altitude while simultaneous tracking up to 15 objects that are as small as 3cm across with a relative speed within mach5 and within 1200km distance; while simultaneously guiding The allies' attack on ground targets. She is also equipped with IFF Systems That can automatically recognize if the being is hostile or not, and an implanted Signal jammer which can disrupt enemy Signal transmitter and even stun enemies in both modes. She is also equipped with a silenced pistol and a electro pulse carbine for self defenses.

Character Biography: Whitenoise of Kaon was a forged point one percenter. Before war, she was an supervision assistance of The Telecommunications Center of Iacon where she would often notice data leaks and security breaches that seems to be under surveillance by outside source, with some clients whose data was leaked disappearing shortly afterwards, she decided to conduct an investigation, which she quickly established a connection towards her coworker Algorithmaster who seems to be living more than his salary should allow.

Unfortunately, her snooping was noticed by Algorithmaster, who naturally panicked, and almost immediately decided to try and deal with The problem by directly disposing of the one who is about to discover it. So he hired several of his connections, including Lockdown(who at The time was just a gang Hitman and kidnapper-for-hire and not the famous bounty hunter he would become), spark brothers Secondcount and timereckon(hired thug for Senate, transforms into pickup trucks, timereckon was later killed by Orion pax when the brothers tried to assassinate him, while Secondcount became a Decepticon genericon who was killed by a vengeful bot post war whose partner was kidnapped by him), and Staxx(Velocitron exile who acts as getaway driver here) and bulletbike(who was an enforcer for one of the crime family's loan sharks), who jumped Whitenoise when she went off work and assisted Alogrithmaster in paralyzing her with his junk data before bringing her to The apartment of another bot named Motormount(a Neutral who transforms into a station wagon, and owed money to bulletbike's boss and was forced to do favors for them) where several other thugs were several other thugs were guarding her until Algorithmaster can break through her mental defenses and wipe her mind with the assistance of The Institute.

However, the ruckus(not that one) had attracted unwanted attention which led a group of police and security officers including Orion pax, Strongarm, wheelarch, Bumper and stungun to raid the apartment. During The subsequent firefight, Algorithmaster used his power to scramble the officers' brainwave in orders to impede their advancement, although it didn't succeed in doing so and the law enforcement officers neutralized and incarcerated most of The hired goons(save for bulletbike who fled or Lockdown and Staxx who was only hired for The kidnapping and wasn't present at the apartment).

However, when they moved in in an attempt to capture Algorithmaster and Secondcount and timereckon, Algorithmaster would use his power to fully incapacitate The officers and orders The two bodyguards to kill them, while Orion pax and Strongarm, who resisted the attack and attempted to keep fighting were stabbed by his arm blades and injected with paralyzing toxin.

However, Whitenoise, who was restrained to a chair and kept in a trance like state by Algorithmaster with his junk data, which was mostly redirected towards The officers, managed to muster up enough strength to activate her jet engine and wings, and used them to propel both herself and her wing forward, and slammed the combined weight of herself and The metal chair into Algorithmaster's back, which not only snapped both of his Antennas, but also knocked him out cold and The wings swept the two accomplices over, although The impact also caused massive damage to herself.

And after she was rescued but disappointed by The coverup on The matter, Whitnoise joined Orion Pax's group of renegade in overthrowing the Senate in less violent means and later joined the Autobots after the Kaon Riots and downfall of the Senate and after the end of the great war and Megatron's surrendering and incarceration, she became a member of The Iacon security Bureau, although she would soon learn that Algorithmaster, the one who had The attempt on her life all those years ago, is still alive and now at large commiting crimes, she embarked on a crusade to bring him to justice.

Weakness: Whitenoise's overconfidence and impulsiveness makes her more likely to be at a disadvantage against more astute enemies, while her constant singlemindedness would sometimes lead her straight towards a trap.

Commentary: some of my friends who were also Transformers fans commented that she seems like the kind to "glimmer and sparkle with justice" and "would strike a JoJo like pose" when i first wrote this Character and i feel like It's very fitting.

[crybaby-bkg]

thank you for the tag love!!! I'm sorry it took so long, all of my wips are on my puter 😭

But, somewhere, somehow, something went wrong and here you are; hitchhiking in the middle of the night on some damn near desolate road because your work enemy-fuck buddy had taken the news of your win none too lightly.

 “I can give you my banking information and then you can kill me afterwards. Just remember to feed my cat, or donate her to the shelter, or something. I don’t know.” “In what way would that benefit you? Me taking your money and your life?” “What’s the point of living anymore? It is what it is.” Well, shit. In all the years that Toji has been a hitman for hire, he’s never really felt bad about taking someone’s life.

Choso has always prided himself in being a respectable guy (you know, other than the recent panty stealing), and the last thing he wants to do is make you uncomfortable around him in your own home. You can understand that, but you’d much rather he just blurt out that he’s extremely into you instead adapting this very costly habit of stealing your underwear. 

They were…overwhelming, to say the least. And you had to share a house with them now? You weren’t sure how you were going to survive it, especially since your first four weeks living with them will be without your mom. Her and Kenjaku were going on their honeymoon, traveling across a few countries, and Kenjaku had already hired the movers to move your things in by nightfall. 

“I could do anything to you, really.” “Yuuta, what are you talking about?”  “I’ve done this same song and dance for, what, three hundred and nineteen days now? And you still haven’t remembered?”  “That doesn’t mean—” “It does. It does mean that I can do whatever I wanted to you. You’re not gonna remember it anyway. Why not?”

His crimson eyes roll, and he huffs all loud like you’re the one bothering him. He leans back on whatever he’s resting on—his bed, you realize belatedly, with such nasty memories that you have to pinch yourself on the thigh—and crosses too big arms over his chest.

Like now—you sit in the bath located inside the intimidatingly large house, with Uzui sitting on the side of it. Your knees are to your chest as you rest your chin on them, watching as he runs a hand through the water, glancing up at you through his ivory fringe. 

Miguel fixes you with a funny look, unlocking his car door and opening it, but he doesn’t get inside yet. He just leans on the roof, eyeing you up and down once more as if he’s thinking about it, before his eyes dart over to your house. 

also no pressure tags!! @lightseoul @weird-dere-fics @katsukikitten @theloveinc and anybody else who wants to join!!

wip folder

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU HAVE WIPS - people send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

I was tagged by @bkgexe, who changed the rules a bit to post a snippet instead of the name of the file, which I'm gonna do as well, because most of mine are Untitled Document, and when I visit them, it's a bit like a guessing game to know what's what. so here are my wips in no particular order, some of which are shamefully old:

☆The horses blow wild plumes of steam as they haul the wagons, crying in protest when the winds blow harder and the mountain passes climb higher.

☆Tonight feels like someone else's dream.

☆For the third time this month, your best friend sits across from you at your desk, using the last of your tissues to sob and snot about her latest dating disaster.

☆“He's a defense attorney,” she explained. “He's one of the best. I think he can help you.”

☆he sits across from you at your kitchen table. haze of smoke, only light is from the fluorescent under the cabinet. too harsh, you think, for the delicate nature of this conversation. “I don't think we should do this anymore.”

☆He drives, they make small talk. "Your hair looks pretty," he says with a charming, boyish smile. "You never wear it down." Nimble fingers reach over to twirl a few strands of it around his fingers, and she blushes beautifully. He thinks he'll never tire of making her feel flustered, though it's embarrassingly easy for him to do so

I'm gonna tag @filtheopathic @yinyuedijun @scary-grace @peachdues @dilucs and @kweenkatsuki-fics . if I didn't tag you and you want to play, please feel free to jump in and do your own! and if you've already been tagged by someone else, please disregard. yahoo!

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

I'm sorry I haven't watched any Dsmp streams in like 2ish months, what is the deathbook and who owns it?

The Death Book is actually from a lore stream way back in December 2021. It's basically DreamXD's Death Note, the second book besides the revival book.

Later on, Sapnap found it on a piece of bedrock in Dream's old house and tried to test the boundaries of the rules, but in doing so accidentally used it three times. DreamXD was going to kill him (and really kill him, as in no Limbo afterwards), but Sapnap talked him into a deal:

Sapnap wants to kill Dream. if DreamXD told him where Dream was, Sapnap could go kill him and finish the will of the book. Once Dream dies, Sapnap would also die, but Dream would become a ghost while Sapnap is just gone forever.

DreamXD told Sapnap about Dream living in the prison, so Sapnap's been after him ever since.

Since Foolish gained DreamXD's friendship with his statue, XD also told Foolish about the book. Sapnap knows that Foolish knows and so Sapnap kind of wants Foolish dead but also if Sapnap dies then the book is gone so Foolish doesn't want Sapnap dead. And if Dream dies then Sapnap dies and the revive book and death book are lost, so Foolish is trying to keep both of them alive but also wants both books for himself.

Foolish went into life debt by over-using his immortality, so now basically both Foolish and Sapnap are in debt to DreamXD. Foolish has a plan to hire Dream as a hitman to get XD the deaths he's owed, while Sapnap is trying to kill Dream to make good on his promise.

And now Aimsey, who had no idea who Dream was two days ago, is also after the revive book.

Hope that explains some things!

[princess-of-the-corner]

I've seen people argue that Zuko's redemption arc doesn't count because "he didn't really do anything THAT evil".

Meanwhile, Zuko: attacked at least two towns while hunting Aang (setting fire to the village on Kyoshi island in the process), tried to use Katara's stolen necklace to manipulate her into betraying Aang, stole Song's family's ostrich horse after they helped him and his uncle (and who knows what the lasting impact of that betrayal was on them), robbed who knows HOW many people for the sake of comfort (and might have even killed a few), betrayed his own uncle AND his rescuers to help his sister conquer Ba Sing Se, and hired a hitman to kill Aang.

Like, I'm not saying that Zuko's irredeemable, but I'm just saying that it's a disservice to the character to say that he was NEVER a villain in the first place.

YEAH LIKE

Just. 

I love my boy and he was clearly not in any kind of okay space to make a proper and informed moral decision because clearly at the time he though most of those were of a decent morality. 

And another post pointed this out but ATLA did a good job on the setup by 1.) establishing ‘why he’s like this’ pretty early on, 2.) keeping him sympathetic even as an antagonist, and 3.) Introducing bigger villains than him (Mostly Zhao for a tangible threat but even early on Fire Lord Ozai was established as the biggest villain)

But Zuko still did a bunch of shit before he got to the redemption arc. He had to work to gain everyone’s trust afterward, and it took a while. And there’s still some struggle on how to be ‘good’. 

This is. This is honestly one of the things about fandom that makes me so tired. 

There’s the swing between ‘this character was an awful person, they do not deserve to get better, and the narrative allowing them to do so is abuse apologism’, and then this shit where it’s like ‘oh but the character didn’t do anything /that/ bad! Just a few war crimes! It’s fine he didn’t have much to redeem it’s fine’. 

And it makes me so tired.

[fnf-amateur-writing]

Hey! It’s Fox again! How are you doing? I just started school back up today, so I’ve been busy Xp.

Think you would be cool with writing some Pico with an s/o who is a writer, and tends to ask him about things like “hey, how long does it take someone to bleed out” or other things like that?

I understand if you don’t feel like it, and I hope you’re having fun 😊

🦊

Hello again Fox, I'm doing quite well rn. I'm cool with your prompt, especially since I need more writing material anyways.

Took me a while, because I didn't want to do a hc, but rather come up with a oneshot with a little twist to the style. Well, hope it works well.

Good luck with school, mate!

TW: Mentions of violence, swearing, slight sexual reference, and crime.

Pico with a writer S/O who asks him strange questions

Prologue:

On a chilly autumn morning, you were sitting out on your patio with a laptop and a mug of your favourite beverage next to you. Whenever you looked up, you could see the warm coloured leaves fall as the breeze accompanied you. The whole scene was an aesthetic.

When your boyfriend, Pico, came outside to see this, he knew that the nice environment you surrounded yourself with meant one thing. "You're back in your writing space already. Heh, with that bestseller you published, I thought you were comfy taking a break." You simply smiled and said, "can't waste the inspiration rush I got right now."

Pico had a good point though, with your rising popularity as an author, you were near set to retire before turning fourty. But you wish you weren't given all of the credit, since your boyfriend's stories of his dodgy job has occasionally sparked some ideas for your stories. However the books you wrote in the past were usually meant for the young adult and had few mature themes. This time, you thought maybe it's time to garner extra inspiration from those stories.

You were met with some disappointment when you realised that your mug was empty, only a drop entering your mouth. "Here, babe, I'll ya some more," Pico said, taking your mug and walking inside. "Quick question," you stopped him. "Yeah?"

"What would be the best place for a murder cemetery?"

"... What?"

Chapter 1:

"So you're doing some story about the police hunting down a mass murderer?"

"Pretty much."

"And to think you were gonna write Pixar's next script. Aight' I respect that." Pico takes a seat next to you with a refill of your drink placed next to your favourite writing laptop. "Thanks, Pico. But yeah, I want to branch out to something edgier, and I think you can help too."

"Let me show you what I've got so far." You showed him some of your notes in a little notepad document, detailing the story thus far and your current plans for this chapter. "Oh, that's it? Just looks like boring police preparation mainly," Pico commented. "Yeah, it's not much right now. But it'll get juicy later." "And bloody?" "And bloody."

"Welp, I'm gonna head back in," Pico got up, "let me know if you need anything." He head back inside, closing the door, but then opened it almost immediately afterwards. Pico stuck his head out, "by the way, the guy should use some strong alcohol or something to throw off those sniffer dogs."

Chapter 2:

"And then, because they used a silencer, the police don't immediately notice the--"

"Nope! I'm calling bullshit (Y/N)!" Pico had suddenly interrupted your explanation of the scene you were currently working on. "Silencers can help prevent some hearing loss, sure, but they're not magic."

"Alright," you reply, "no silencer, but the killer still has to kill in a way to not get blood on them, so I thought shooting and killing them from a distance would work." "Well, they're alone. Instead, have the guy get shanked in the neck or something, and have the killer use a plastic bag as a glove. It saved my ass one time."

"Woah!" you exclaimed with a giggle, "you used a knife once? What happened to my trigger happy boyfriend, huh? That's pretty sus."

"I forgot to reload the Uzis, alright?"

"What an impostor would say."

Chapter 3:

"What would be the best way to muffle the scream of someone you kidnapped?"

You two were sitting on the couch together watching a show. You didn't have your laptop on you, so Pico didn't expect you to still be thinking about that book. "I can't say from experience, really," he said as he paused the show. "However, shove a rag in their mouth and duct tape it in, and you should be good."

"Thanks Pico, also one more thing." "Yeah?" "What if our killer also wanted to..." God, this one was gonna be awkward, but you had to say it or else no help. "You know, cut off this victim's willy. How would you do that?"

"Wai-wha-uh-ga," Pico started fumbling his words like never before. He stopped, then took a deep breath. "YO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" "It'll make sense in the story later, I promise!" You watch Pico begin to lose it, breaking into laughter. "Ladies, gentlemen, and others," Pico dramatically stood up, pulling a little Showcaster impression and directing his arms towards you, "my famous 'young' adult novelist partner!"

Chapter 4:

It was in the dead of night, but you awoke to Pico on his phone. His vpn was on and Tor was up. As per usual, he was checking up on his little hitman service, where others could request for a certain someone's guts to fly if they paid him a hefty sum first. Though tired, you ound this to be the best time to ask him some more questions.

"Pico, how do those sites work?"

"Oh, you're awake," Pico blankly stated, sleepy too. But he still answered you. "Basically, some anonymous rich guys in the area give me money and a target, then I just do the thing and send a mission accomplished email." "Do they pay you in person?" "Nah, we use always use Bitcoin. It's a lot harder to trace than real money."

"Thanks Pico. Goodnight," you wish him, yawning and going back to sleep. "You too... So this guy is a hit man too?" "Hush. Tomorrow." "Okay." Pico puts his phone away, leaving it on a nightstand. You then spoon the night away, peacefully thinking of murder as you drifted off.

Chapter 5:

On a morning similar to before, you two sat on the patio with your drinks and laptop at the ready. Pico watched rather awkwardly as you typed away, wondering why you haven't entertained him with another question yet.

"You gonna ask anything else?" "What? Oh, nah," you plainly state. Inevitable, sure, but he was kind of saddened. He liked being able to share his messed up wisdom. "So, you're done?" "Almost." You turn to look at him, "want the spoilers?" Pico smiled, "sure thing."

In the novella you and Pico crafted together, the main character is a cop who hunts down a killer. They eventually notice that there would be two murders at a time for unknown reasons. Well, it was unknown until one victim had left up a dark web hit man for hire site. They that the hit man not only kills the target, but the client as a hidden price for the service.

And any request will be fulfilled, according to the hit man's site.

"Do they catch 'em?" Pico asked. "Well, ANY request is granted. So, if our hero were to... hire him to kill himself..."

"No way!"

"He did. They find both of their bodies in his bedroom."

Pico was a bit impressed with the ending you came up with, but then he remembered something. "Why did that guy get his thing cut off?" "Lol, I forgot," you giggled. "He sent a message to the hit man, saying he wishes the target would choke on his dick."

"That's my favourite part."

Epilogue:

After everything was finished up, you sent the book off to your editor. After the initial joy of knowing how the story ended, you saw that Pico was still in thought. "What's up with you?" "Oh nothing, well it's just... I'm probably just biased, being that I'm a bit of a hitman myself, but it's kind of sad to see the guy go."

"Then I should spoil the epilogue I came up with." Rather than being excited, Pico nervously asked, "what's an epilogue?" He didn't get an answer, only you staring at him. "Sorry, school held too many bad memories for me to pay attention."

"Anyways," you continue, "the rest of the police gang did some background checks, and find that our killer was a normal guy with no criminal history."

"Penilian?"

"No. But I did decide to take a more supernatural approach here. Somewhere across the country, another string of double homicides occur and that site is active once more. And the story kind of repeats itself."

"Penilian."

"You joker," you give him a playful little kiss on the cheek, one that definitely caught him off guard. "So is it canon?" Pico smirked. "Nah, just thanking you for being my cute little co-author." "Oh," Pico started, "so we're flirtin' now, huh. Come here babe!" He tackled you onto the ground, giving you several kisses in exchange.

"Actually, I think we call that 'making out'," you chuckle out, flustered. "But that doesn't mean I said stop'!" You pull him in for more, accidentally bonking your heads together rather painfully. "Nice double kill there, (Y/N)."

[wri0thesley]

Nat, I too absolutely loved your "jjk men kinks" post .. I am in awe at the great ideas you always have :)

I remember you mentioning predator/prey kink for Toji and the thought has been sitting in my mind ever since. I've always thought there was something about being chased by him - the dynamic just suits him so well ..

something about knowing this scary man is running after you, the mixture of fear and excitement, senses all alert trying to look for a clue about his location .. we know his stealth skills are unmatched, and he'd surely put them to work - hiding, slow steps & movements - creeping up on reader, suddenly pouncing on them and wrapping those big, strong arms around their shoulders .. wow 🥵🥵 it's like the ultimate hot version of the big bad wolf, I think hahahah

i also loved the picnic scenario you mentioned in the post - I think this trope would work well even for more dangerous situations, but a more relaxed setting fit amazingly. just top tier. as always, thank you so much for feeding us such quality works!! have a nice day/night ! :3

i think knowing that toji is a hitman for hire really adds to the idea of predator/prey kink with him for me! because he could be stalking you, he could be waiting, he could be watching, and there could be a dangerous end there for you . . . that tension with him probably gets him going, and he loves burning off the energy of a hit like that afterwards with a more pleasant reward at the end of it than murdering someone!

i do love it when you don't actually know if you're going to be killed or if you're going to be toyed with too, as well as the cutesy more agreed-upon picnic scenario . . . idk, i'm down bad for him ;_;

[myundeadgayson]

I’m absolutely adoring your Last Life Assassin/Hitman AU! It’s given me so much inspiration and your writing is incredible, I’ve loved all of it, especially how you write the dynamics between each of them.

Loving the interactions between Scott and Jimmy, and the way you write both of them interacting on the job.

I’m wondering how they’d interact if they met outside of work, like if they both happened to meet just out and about at some point, maybe they get caught in some stupid situation and just keep bumping into each other afterwards. Would they think they other is obnoxious and dislike him just like during jobs, or would they actually really hit it off and enjoy meeting up, not knowing they’d met earlier than they thought?

AAAAA!!! This is the best ask!!!

 First off, thank you so much! That genuinely means the absolute world to me. Not only is my first time publicly sharing an actual full AU concept, but this is my first time writing an AU consistently. I’ve tried writing full stories before, but I’ve never been able to quite keep with them since I don’t do well writing like?? I guess in the usual linear format ajshlkgjasshdkg

 Writing a full out story chronologically is a LOT and man, do I fucking respect everyone that can do that. I have such little patience and my mind is like a constant bouncing ball going from idea to idea, so this AU was perfect because I can easily bounce back and forth between characters, mini plots, times, etc. and I’m still making sure I can absolute deliver you guys the full story I’ve got in mind! Plus, I can still sit here and enjoy sharing fun ideas like this that still perfectly fit into the AU!! I’m so excited to have finally find something that works and I couldn’t be happier that it’s paying off! Also, you’re probably one of my top supporters keeping me going as well and it’s been wonderful because I keep getting more inspired by the day!

 But AAAAA!!! I hadn’t even thought about that kind of interaction yet!!!

 I’ll probably try to write it all out soon, but I want to absolutely bet that Scott was smitten by Jimmy by that first meeting. As soon as he bumped into that human equivalent of a golden retriever, he couldn’t get that warm smile out of his mind. Where he hates Solidarity’s guts, Jimmy is like a pure ray of sunshine that he’s guilty to admit that he may like.

 Jimmy probably didn’t have much of a first impression from Scott because I want to imagine they quite literally bumped into one another. As in, he almost knocked Scott over and helped him up. He didn’t stay for long to have much of a chat, but I bet as they kept accidentally crossing paths in the city, he started slowly noting that this Scott guy’s kind of adorable.

 Unlike their hitman personas, the two of them actually get along really well! They’ve probably met up a few times now on “definitely NOT dates” as Scott consistently has to remind Pearl. Jimmy thinks they’re just hang outs, and that’s what Scott’s determined they’ll be. After all, it’s not like he really has time for a relationship of all things. That’d be stupid and way too risky. He cannot date Jimmy.

 And of course, things get harder as Jimmy turns out to be such an adorable goof that Scott’s falling hard.

 Meanwhile, Jimmy’s just along for the ride, but he can’t help but notice that he’s getting all these weird warm, fluttery feelings around Scott?? It’s probably nothing... He’ll eventually ask Lizzie about them, but for now he really likes having a good friend!

 And of course, all this is opposed to their counterparts. Smajor hates Solidarity with such a burning passion. He considers him to be extremely dumb, reckless, and he can’t for the life of him figure out why the Southlands would hire such a bumbling idiot! And even worse, how Solidarity keeps still somehow nabbing his targets!

 Solidarity doesn’t necessary “hate” Smajor... He thinks he’s a bit stuck up. He’s a jerk, but not in a way that Solidarity would want to kill him or anything. He just wishes Smajor would stop ragging on him all the time! He thinks their little rivalry is actually kind of fun and he loves seeing Smajor get all flustered when he beats him to a kill.

 They’ve got a fun dynamic going on of racing each other to see who completes their hits faster, and much to Smajor’s annoyance, Jimmy’s starting to catch up. Meanwhile, in the daytime, Scott and Jimmy are enjoying their dat—  hang outs.

   Ahsjhdgasd Sorry if this is a bit of a long reply, by the way. I got really excited and I actually had to keep fixing my response so I wouldn’t instantly launch into writing their first meeting. I’ll save that for a fic!

 Thank you so much again!!!

[tyrannosaurus-trainwreck]

Old-school Moon Knight: phase one

Moon Knight makes his first appearance in Werewolf by Night #32 (1975) as an antagonist-who-turns-ally to the titular character.

Point of note: Werewolf by Night’s name is Jack Russell, because Stan fucking Lee.

Mercenary Marc Spector agrees to catch a werewolf for a bunch of businessmen in exchange for ten grand. 

In a perfectly normal move for what’s basically a rotary club, they dress their new hire up in a silver superhero costume and tell him to go by Moon Knight.

Marc Spector:

Their evil plan is actually to keep Jack Russell captive and “release [the werewolf] at periodic intervals, in the hopes that he will commit various murders for our own private purposes.”

Just in case you’re sitting there like ‘That sounds like a dumb plan,’ I am here to remind you that ten grand in 1975 money is almost $54,000 in 2022 money. 

You can buy so much actual murder with that kind of money!  From guys who can probably read a map and talk and remember whether or not they did the murders, even!  You’re almost a year out before you break even on the werewolf-hitman scheme, and that’s assuming a) the werewolf reliably kills the people you want dead and b) Spector returns his silver ($24 per ounce in 2022 money) suit.

Which Spector does not, bee tee dubs.

In a perfectly ‘70s Comics move, he just... doesn’t take the costume off when the job is done.  He doesn’t even decide to keep it after he has a change of heart and helps the werewolf break free and put an end to the murder-scheme.  He just sits around in full cosplay mode for a day because the guys who hire him won’t pay up until Jack turns into a werewolf again and everybody’s sure the job’s done.  Murder Rotary is just like “Okay you seem to have gotten real attached to the outfit and lbr, none of us are capable of taking it off you, so you can just call it a bonus.”

I mean, I’m not going to lie, comics costumes have some incredibly stupid origin stories. “An evil conspiracy of homicidal entrepreneurs asked me to dress up in this, and then I liked it so much I kept wearing it even after I kicked their asses for justice” is almost refreshingly straightforward.

About a year afterward, we get two Moon Knight-only issues in a character-grabbag title (Marvel Spotlights #28 & 29) and a series of prominent guest appearances in other titles, like the Defenders arc where Nick Fury’s beer-loving supervillain brother builds himself a robot Nick Fury, which leads to the real Nick Fury and the robot Nick Fury going :| at each other in shared grief after the supervillain brother’s death. 

As the character gets more fleshed out, we find that mercenary Marc Spector previously made a lot of money doing *clears throat* Extremely Probable War Crimes, which as always puts a little bit of a crimp in how fun it is to spend a lot of money, so he has a secret identity: Stephen Grant, millionaire.  Also he has some superpowers as a result of Jack Russell biting him.  He is definitely not a werewolf, possibly because Jack Russell’s lycanthropy is the result of a familial curse, Because Comics, but Spector’s powers do get stronger or weaker by phase of the moon, Because Comics.

Marc Spector’s other secret identity is cabbie Jake Lockley, which he uses to gather intel on crime.  If this seems like a really time-intensive way of gathering intel on crime, it would be, but he primarily gathers intel on crime by asking people really blunt questions about crime while they go “What are you, a fucking cop?” and also by being the only cab driver in Manhattan willing to pick up a superhero fare at midnight in a shit part of town. 

Like, you know that stupid thing where Superman shows up and everyone’s like “Now where’s Clark Kent, he’d just be tickled pink to meet you!”? 

Only Moon Knight’s like “Don’t mind me, I’ll just walk home from here” and then five minutes later along comes a cab moseying through the mixed-use organized crime/industrial district at three AM right past the intersection where The Thing just got finished punching someone through the sidewalk for supercriming in an unbelievable stroke of luck.

The Thing’s like “Wow it sure is a shame Moon Knight decided to hoof it when this incredibly convenient cab showed up right after he left, but I guess them’s the breaks.”

Moon Knight’s like “Ha ha, yeah, it’s cool you don’t have your wallet, I’ll just bill the Fantastic Four.  So, have you heard anything about any weird crimes or supervillains lately?”

There are some jokes to the effect of Marc taking his alter egos a little too seriously and having to swap identities rapidly as situations call for one persona or another in quick succession, but no indication that they’re actually separate personalities.

Incidentally, throughout all of this, Marc’s butler and girlfriend/personal assistant are fully aware of his shenanigans and wish he’d cool it.  Marc’s friend/helicopter pilot is fully aware of his shenanigans and thinks they’re pretty dope.

[harpy-lion]

Sans (Violentale)

He will probably kill you. He isn't right in the head anymore.

CHARACTER INFORMATION

ALSO KNOWN AS

• Oni/Devil (AU name)

• The Excutioner (Nickname)

RELATIONSHIPS

• Papyrus (Nephew)

• Gaster (Brother/Deceased)

• Grillby (friend)

• Toriel (Ally)

• Frisk (friend)

• Grizelda (Best Friend/Sister in law)

BATTLE INFORMATION

HP

98

AT

29

DF

15

EXP ON KILL

Auto LV up to 20

GOLD ON WIN

666

Appearance

Sans is a skeleton with a few gold modifications made to his body to reinforce bones that were damaged by Undyne. He dislikes shirts and opts to wear a tattered edgy blue and red hoodie zipped open with red edgy pants and a black gold studied belt. His most obvious body modification is the two gold horns on his skull he also has red and yellow eyes instead of blue. His eye lights are mismatched now due to his consumption of Monsters. His teeth were sharpened and capped in gold, his ecto is Red with flecks of yellow. He usually wears a predatory expression, and although it may be hard to believe he once looked much like Classic Sans.

Personality

Sans is originally much like the Classic version of himself, but after seeing his brother murdered,  and his psyche breaking as a result of consuming monsters he becomes insanely unstable with severe violent tendencies. He usually puts on a polite front till he gets his target relaxed then he immediately switches to a sadomasocist reveling in their shock an example of this being when Frisk sees them behead a Monster beside them offering it to them as a dead dog. He has a morbid sense of humor, and his gentle side only shows to those closest to him. He does have an appreciation for art and he actually enjoys body modification although originally he began it because after his actions he didn't want to recognize himself in the mirror.

Neutral Route

He will show up as Frisk leaves the Ruins with Papyrus to warn them that their being watched before disappearing. Then he shows up again to have dinner with Frisk at Grillby's where he suddenly threatens them about Grizelda. Later its revealed that he set all the traps that nearly killed them and as they walk he decapitates a Monster offering it to them. If Frisk kills a Monster Sans will shurg before asking if they ate it, and offer to help if they intend to kill Fate.

Judgement

If Frisk has not killed a single Monster a fight shortly ensues but can be defused. However if they have killed Papyrus, or hurt Grizelda he won't stop till he's killed them or killed by them.

True Pacifist Route

Sans won't understand why their being so nice to everyone especially the gaurd. He will repeatedly try to kill them out of confusion at their actions. By the end a fight ensues and if you keep dodging and reminding him of who he was he eventually softens. He'll help you fight Fate and save Grizelda, afterwards claiming your stuck with them now. On the surface the monsters begin to share their knowledge with humans and in the Epilogue Sans has become a tattoo artist. However it's a cover because he's actually a hitman for hire, and he particularly enjoys targeting criminals. He no longer eats monsters but has to continue to take Venom to ease his mental illness he's developed.

History

Sans like Gaster lost their parents to the war as Skeleton Monsters were some of the first on the battle field. He is no more than a teen when their sent Underground and he like Classic greatly missed the Stars. He was highly intelligent like his brother, and he even was apart of the designs for the CORE. After Fate enters the Underground however, Sans saw him as he truly was, a lying murder. He argues with Gaster on whether they should even be helping him given what Sans sees in him. After the Snowdin expedition Sans feels justified in his beliefs, and is overjoyed when Gaster sees the truth about Fate. He fully supports his brothers love and he begins to love living in Snowdin. When he finds out after doing a routine exam on Grizelda that she's pregnant he cries in joy that he's gonna be an Uncle. When Griz suddenly goes wild and runs off he chases her and sees Gaster die at the hands of the guard. He like Grizelda flies into a rage attacking them until they retreat. Despite the pain he tries to be there for Griz, the pair never have the same level of relationship she had with his brother but they do become like siblings. So much so when he sees her pain in eating monsters he begins eating them with her. It becomes an addictive taste, as does the feeling of fighting. However this greatly begins effecting his magic and his psyche as he has a mental breakdown. He goes on killing sprees developing a sadistic streak tormenting the criminals he finds, and finding joy if they manage to hurt him. One day he takes things too far and attacks Undynes father the previous captain before Fate in the middle of Waterfall. He has a long fight, but wins killing the soldier with his own spear before putting his dusting head on the pike. Undyne attacks him for this, and still weak from the fight he'd just finished can't do much to stop her attacks. She nearly kills him, but before she can land a final blow Griz shows up attacking her giving the citizens of Snowdin time to practically scrape him up and run. He finds out that every citizen donated their gold to Grillby so a cast could be made to fix his bones which were so shattered magic did little to help them physically. This was a wake up call that made him see he had 'issues' and asked Grizelda to give him Venom doses as the Venom has natural properties that cause a relaxing high. He found pride in his new appearance realizing he didn't want to to be the same person he once was anymore he did several body modifications to look how he felt inside. He'd unintentionally earned the name 'The Excutioner' from the many monsters underground even being called a 'Devil' at times. He decides to focus the majority of his hatred on Fate, and swears to end the pain he brings to those around him. Sans is initially distrustful of Frisk because of what happened to his parents, but tries in the beginning because of Papyrus liking them. While ultimately their actions determines how he feels in the end, he does see a lot of himself in Frisk. He believes this may be part of why his darker side wants to corrupt them into the same type of person he's become. Violent and Unpredictable.

[21stcenturyhope]

BTS Imagine // Mafia!AU Redux with Yoongi

Min Yoongi

genre: mafia!au

length: 760 words

warnings: possible mentions of death, violence and all that bad stuff

Your clientele happened to be of a specific nature.

After all, only criminals would hire a hitman with your kind of skills. With a perfect success rate and the ability to leave no trace behind, you were highly coveted in the black market. Which worked to your advantage since that meant you could charge an exuberant amount of money for your services.

You had met some pretty twisted sickos in your line of work but none of them were as dangerous as Min Yoongi.

Min Yoongi’s mob operations spanned across the entire country. There wasn’t a line of business that he didn’t have his hands in. The nation’s business leaders and politicians all resided in his back pocket for they had all relied on him at some point to get to where they were. You didn’t succeed in this world without the underground backing of Min Yoongi.

This wasn’t the first time he had hired you for a job but it was the first time he had sent along escorts.

If you had known he was going to become this possessive and overly-protective, you would have never started things up with him.

~

How you ended up in Min Yoongi’s bed of all places, you didn’t know, but you figured it was probably a common occurrence for him to bring pretty, young things back home. What had started out as a typical transaction to receive payment for your services had somehow turned into a one-night stand.

Wrapping the sheet around yourself, you prepared to start picking up your clothes scattered across the floor.

A pale arm snaked around your waist to pull you back into bed.

“Where do you think you’re going, Y/N?”

“Uh… home?”

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to have you, Y/N?” Yoongi started trailing kisses across your shoulder. “Let me hold you a little longer before you make me catch you again.”

Huh. You really didn’t peg Min Yoongi as the sentimental type.

“What makes you think you’ve caught me this time?”

Yoongi’s fingers delicately traced the blush that had started to creep up your neck.

“I suppose I’ll just have to persuade you then.”

Finally capturing your lips in a heated kiss, he successfully convinced you to stay the rest of the night.

~

You were determined for it to be a one-time thing. But Yoongi kept offering you jobs with fat paychecks that you just couldn’t turn away.

So, it happened again each time you went to collect your payment. He insisted that you come collect it personally and you’d wind up in arms for the night. Eventually, there were nights you spent with him that weren’t even related to work. At one point, you finally caved and that was how you spent every night in Min Yoongi’s bed.

Which you guess meant the two of you had some sort of relationship. This was the first job in a while that Yoongi had offered you since the two of you had gotten seriously involved with each other. For some reason, he found it necessary to assign you two dim-witted bodyguards despite you insisting that you worked better alone.

You were currently setting up your lookout point in an empty apartment on the 34th floor of the city’s tallest tower when Dumb and Dumber started talking.

“What a waste of time. What’s the point of hiring a snipe if they can’t even get the job done without backup? Boss should have had us done it the old-fashioned way. Why get the bitch involved?”

“Probably because she’s a good lay. You know she’s only it for the money. You reckon the boss would let us have a go if we ask nicely?”

Were these guys idiots? Did they not realize you could hear every word they were saying? Maybe after getting your mark, your hand would “accidently” slip and rid the world of these two scumbags. You were sure Yoongi would forgive you for it.

The sound of your phone ringing interrupted train of thought.

“Y/N,” Yoongi greeted when you picked up. “If you don’t kill those two fucking idiots, I will.”

“Tell me you did not bug the room, Yoongi. Don’t you think you’re being a little overprotective? I have done this once or twice, you know.”

“That was before you got involved with me, love. I’m looking forward to you collecting your payment afterwards.” You rolled your eyes at his salacious comment before promptly hanging up the phone.

Well, since Yoongi gave you permission, you could probably charge him extra for the two additional bodies.

[waxwitch]

L'manburg; Finishing Wilbur's Unfinished Symphony

A Historical Essay-S2

L’manburg, the second oldest nation within the Dream SMP, has been blown up thrice, and betrayed many times more. Too many betrayals, and in this season, too many new nations and alliances formed. And all over that, the Crimson is creeping into our lives, and into the bodies of many others. In this essay, I will, to the best of my ability, explain and analyse every action that the members of the Dream SMP have done, and attempt to predict the future of the next season, as Wilbur’s unfinished symphony is finally completed by three people and an unexpected alliance.

One thing I did not mention in my last essay was the 3 lives system. If one SMP member dies 3 times, or their chosen amount of lives, they ‘permadeath’ in the game, dying as if in real life. However, the death only counts as a ‘canon’ death if it was important to the plotline, dividing the deaths into ‘canon deaths’ and ‘respawnable deaths’.  The current death counter of the time of writing (17/1/2021) can be found at the end of the essay, and the current death counter can be found on the Dream SMP Wiki.

New L’manburg is the nation of Manburg. But, you may remember that Manburg was blown up by Wilbur Soot, with underground nukes and bombs. However, the presidency of Tubbo_, along with Quackity and many others repaired the nuked mess of Manburg to a new nation, and gave it a new shine and charm. TommyInnit also helped rebuild, although he was more for fun than helping.

New L’manburg was also the home of several new members. In fact, following the tradition of the war periods before, 6 new members had joined the server, just like every other period following the wars before.

The new members were Ph1lza Minecraft, ConnorEatsPants, CaptainPuffy, Vikkstar123, LazerBeam and Ranboo. Many of these members play an important part in the later storyline.

After Schlatt’s funeral, Quackity took the remains of Schlatt, eating his heart during the drunk party, but kept all 5 of the bones. With these items, Quackity believes he could revive Schlatt from the dead, as Schlatt still had 1 canon life left. 

Tommy and Ranboo burnt down GeorgeNotFound’s house together, but when taken to trial by the government, Tommy covered for Ranboo, due to Ranboo forgetting the event because of endermen memory loss. Yet, this event gave Dream an excuse to manipulate Tubbo and Tommy, and by extension the people of L’manburg. He threatened New L’manburg’s freedom, building obsidian walls around New L’manburg, and only agreed to take the walls down if Tommy was exiled and banished from his nation once more, under the justification of ‘removing rebels from your (Tubbo’s) nation.’

Tubbo, for the sake of his nation’s independence and his people’s freedom, decided to exile Tommy, disuniting the clingy duo. Dream took Tommy in a boat to a new plains biome, that no one had been before, and Ghostbur followed along. You see, the terms of Tommy’s exile was to leave to somewhere that was nowhere near civilization at all.

During Tommy’s time of exile, Dream played the part of a ‘friend’. He would manipulate Tommy into thinking he had no friends other than Dream, and even planned a beach party with Tommy, only to destroy the invites afterwards. Dream also destroyed Tommy’s armor and tools after the dusk of everyday.

One day, Tommy stored some armor and tools in a secret base under his house. Dream, however, when destroying his stuff with TNT found the stash. At this point in history, Tommy had tried to suicide many times, as he only had one life remaining (see 3 Lives System) through jumping into lava in the nether. Dream, however, stopped him. We can consider the reasons and motives of why Dream, the puppeteer of the server, decided to stop him from dying.

One possible reason is that if Dream wanted to keep Tubbo and therefore the rest of the server not within the lands of The Greater SMP Nation. Dream has been cutting away at everything with meaning to him, as if cutting the strings and ropes that held him down.

Another important thing to remember is that Dream swapped sides just before the Manburg-Pogtopia war, because of something Schlatt gave Dream before his heart attack/stroke killed him. But, on the topic of Schlatt, he hasnt burnt through all his lives. The Manburg Festival firework death, and his heart attack/stroke leaves him with one life remaining, although we’ll talk more about this later.

That special something was a written book. But, Dream said that the book didn't contain any ‘war” information. So, what could have that book contained? We know it wasn't a simple joke, as Dream isn't playing around and wouldn't give up his position on the winning side for a joke; this is evident in him cutting all attachment to him, removing his friends, and ignoring the leather of his dead horse Spirit.

It couldn't be a hint to the third disk in Tommy’s possession; everyone knows it is in his enderchest, safe. I believe it was a book of information(see Schlatt’s book), causing Dream to become self-aware. Dream’s motives were always evil, but self-awareness could have made him more cautious, or be able to carry out these plans more efficiently. Self-awareness did not make Dream evil though, as he was aiming to destroy the people of L’manburg from the start, a tyrant like the ones Technoblade swears to destroy.

Back to Tommy, his last stint at Logstedshire, the plains biome, named by Ghostbur, Tommy tried to kill himself again, after Dream blowing his stuff up again, this time from jumping off a height that would surely kill him. However, he changed his mind half jump, and landed in a pool of water, breaking his fall. The tall one-block wide tower, however, remained.

Tommy left Logstedshire, and ran his way, over many days, to his old ally, Technoblade’s house. He lived there, stealing from Techno for food and supplies.

During this time where most fans focused on Tommy and Dream’s exile shenanigans, BadBoyHalo, Antfrost, Skeppy and CaptainPuffy discovered an egg in Bad’s statue room. The egg was red and crimson in colour, and gained the nickname of The Crimson. Some ‘vines’ composed of red blocks also spread from the egg. Bad showed Dream and Awsamdude the egg, and told them to touch it, saying that it would make them feel good. Dream and Sam seemed repulsed to the egg, however.

The egg has been proven to be able to corrupt minds, as when Puffy touched it later, she became more greedy and self-centred. The egg can also control certain minds, such as Skeppy’s, to become protective or attached to the egg. Ponz found a small piece of red vine in his base, and became attached to it, calling it ‘Lil Red’. Bad protected the egg, and Skeppy just wanted to stay with it, even after knowing the risks.

Bad and Ant, both manipulated by the egg, spread the vines to different parts of the server through placing crimson nylium, which would pass on the crimson vines. But, those affected by crimson and the crimson itself had a couple of weaknesses. Holy water from Church Prime(also see Twitch Prime) would remove the corruption from the corrupted and controlled, and kill the crimson it was put on. Soul flames, similar to the fires lit on soul sand or soul soil, would burn the crimson vines. However regular fires do not work. Also, the uniforms from Church Prime acts similar to hazmat suits when examining the egg.

After Sam removed the corruption from Bad, Ant and Puffy, he explained the above weaknesses to the group. Sam had been researching the crimson this whole time. Skeppy, however, due to prolonged contact with the egg, was not able to be ‘cleansed’ of the egg’s corruption.

Philza was put under house arrest after the government discovered him helping a fugitive: Technoblade. A compass leading to Techno’s house was discovered in a chest of Philza’s house, and a branch of the government named The Butcher Army decided to take one of Technoblade’s canon lives, although Techno had decided not to be destructive or make any threats towards New L’manburg.

The Butcher Army ventured to the tundra, and told Technoblade he was under trial. Of course, Techno refused to be arrested, and he fought off the army until Quackity took Techno’s horse, Carl and threatened Carl’s life. Techno then agreed to go to trial, as long as his horse didn't get hurt.

When they returned to New L’manburg, it was revealed that it was not a trial, but an execution for Techno’s previous war crimes of spawning withers. However, Technoblade managed to escape with Dream and Punz’s help (Punz being hired as hitman by Dream), and Techno now owes Dream a favor.

Technoblade discovered Tommy living in his house after a couple of days, and offered him an ultimatum: either side with him, or die in the freezing cold of the snow tundra. Tommy chose the former, and the alliance between the two was formed, only because Tommy desired to get back his disks to stop the conflict.

Tubbo once ventured to Logstedshire, and saw Tommy’s tower, and believed that Tommy had killed himself, and was dead. But, this next point of conflict will end the sadness around Tubbo’s death, and start a new bout of angst.

The two ventured to L’manburg a couple of times, but the main focus of these travels was the final trip together. They were confronted by 20 people at the blown up community house, with no knowledge of what was going on.

It turns out, Dream found out that the oldest structure on the server, the community house, was blown up by ‘Tommy’. To everyone’s knowledge, no one else would do it other than Tommy, yet Tommy had no motive to do so. So everyone believed Dream, until Tommy and Techno showed up. Dream was building back up the obsidian walls to prevent L’manburg from having freedom. Tubbo and the other members of the cabinet were protesting, but Dream being the powerful entity, ignored them.

Techno was willing to fight all 20+ people at the meeting, but Tommy turned sides and joined Tubbo and the government in uniting L’manburg, ignoring the disks. Techno, Philza, who had left his house, and Dream decided to unite and destroy the government; and not just setting bombs under L’manburg, they wanted to make it so that nothing could rise up again.

On the final day(6/1/2021), Technoblade, Dream and Philza bombed L’manburg with TNT droppers from the sky, and destroyed the whole country. Many people see L’manburg as running out of canon lives (see L’manburg in the glossary). Niki, against the government but not necessarily an Anarchist, burnt down the L’manburg Tree, also known as the L’mantree or the L’tree. She then said one of the main lines, ‘It was never meant to be.’

Technoblade spawned in approximately 11 withers, and blew up the Bee House first. His hound army also helped with thinning out the crowd. However, none of the deaths counted as canon during this time.

Yet, there is one thing to remember: Dream didn't call in his favor from Technoblade, which will be important in the plot of season 3.

Without any information from season 3 leaking in, I believe that the favor Technoblade owes Dream will be used very well, and I hope that no one starts a new government, otherwise the Arctic Anarchists will come back to shut it down.

[pandas-pandemonium]

Per Sempre Insieme - Chapter 2

Pairings: Yandere! Team Buccellati x Fem!Reader

Warnings (in this chapter): None really, maybe mentions of killing?

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, coming soon

2.1k words

When you finally came to, you were lying on a velvet sofa, hands bound with a rope. Thankfully though, whoever it was who did this to you was merciful enough to leave your legs untied. You shifted around a bit before letting your eyes take in your surroundings. It appeared to be an office, as right in front of you, just a little distance away, was a large desk with a chair to accompany it and just opposite you, was another large sofa, with a coffee table in the middle. Behind the desk, was a large window, with matching velvet red curtains to frame it. What caught your eye though, was the golden name plate on the desk, just beside a sleeping turtle that was either for decoration, or an actual pet. The name plate stated, in embossed gold font, the name, Giorno Giovanna, a name that sounded both familiar and unfamiliar to you.

While you were taking in the sights, you barely noticed the wooden door at the end of the room creak open, a tall, blonde boy around your age walking in. His hair was the first thing that caught your attention, the three donut-shaped curls above his forehead, followed by a long braid. Behind him was a slightly taller man sporting a short bob, with gold hair pins on his head. The colour gold seemed quite prominent so far, you noticed.

“Ah, I see you’ve awaken,” the blonde man said, walking up to you. You immediately shrunk back on the sofa, your [E/C] eyes glaring at the man in front of you.

“Are you the one who ordered those people to kidnap me?” you demanded, your fists were clenched tight, as you tried not to cower. Something about the blonde in front of you commanded respect and oozed charisma.

“I apologize, I didn’t think they’d be so rough. But I really did want to meet you. It’s been a while since I’ve seen another stand user out of the headquarters,” he said. His blue irises then trailed towards your arms before realisation entered his eyes. “Oh! So sorry about that. Let me loosen your restraints first, and then we can have a proper introduction. I’d hate to have to talk to a possible recruit like she’s a captive, after all.”

After you were free of your bindings, you immediately stood up, your posture guarded as you analyzed your “captor” closely.

“So you’re Giorno, the don of Passione? Why did you bring me here?” you demanded again. If the man in front of you wanted to get friendly, you had to decline. The fact that you were literally brought here after that lady did who-knows-what to you was enough to put you on high alert.

The blonde boy only laughed and put his hands up in a gesture to assure you he meant no harm.

“How about we all sit down over some drinks first? Our talk may be a little lengthy, and I’m certain you don’t want to be standing all the time,” he said. As he spoke, the other black-haired man beside him had opened the door, speaking a few words to an unknown individual before coming back to join the two of you.

“I have asked one of our soldiers to bring a variety of beverages, I hope at least something will be of your taste,” he said, addressing you to your surprise.

“Very well then, I guess we can…talk,” you said, seating yourself back down on the very same sofa.

The blonde began to speak as he sat himself opposite you, the other man following suit.

“Now, where were we? Ah right, introductions,” the blonde said and smiled, standing up a little to offer you his hand to shake. “Giorno Giovanna, Don of Passione. Nice to meet you. The man beside me is my most trusted friend and advisor, Bruno Buccellati,” You almost wanted to scoff, after all, there was no need for his introduction considering his name plaque was displayed on the desk at the back for all to see. Though at least you could put a name to the other man’s face. However, you chose to shake his hand anyways, seeing no reason to antagonize such a powerful figure.

“Y/N Pellerini,” you said, and sat back down. Giorno seemed pleased with your acceptance of his handshake as he smiled a little.

“Well, now that introductions are out of the way. I suppose I should answer the question as to why I asked my men to bring you here.” He paused as a man hurried in, a tray of bottles and cans in hand. As silently as he could, the man set the silver tray down, stood up and bowed before hurrying out the room. “Firstly, what drink would like, Signora Y/N?”

You swallowed your saliva as you scanned your options; you were pretty parched. The tray had cider, wine, vodka, champagne, sparkling juice, sodas and a tall glass bottle of water. At the side, three cups filled with ice had been set beside it.

“I’ll just take some water,” you replied. Maybe if you were feeling more comfortable you would have chosen something sweeter, but water seemed the most appealing at the moment. Bruno nodded and reached for the bottle of water, filling a glass and handed it to you.

“Enjoy your drink, signora,” he said. He kept his replies short, but you noticed he seemed to be watching you cautiously. Who wouldn’t? After all, you were some unknown hitman who got kidnapped and brought in to his boss’s office all because you could have potential to join the gang. You muttered a soft thank you as you accepted the cup, sipping slowly on the iced water, feeling much more refreshed afterwards.

After making sure you seemed a little less tense, Giorno spoke again.

“Once more, I do apologise for having to bring you here by force, but according to Acquario, you were willing to put up a fight.” You scoffed.

“As if. He used his stand on me and left me stuck in the concrete even after I revealed that my stand is not a power type! Not only that, his partner did something, I don’t know what, to bring me here unconscious,” you retorted, a small bubble of frustration welling up in your chest. Giorno only nodded wordlessly.

“So, your stand is not a power or offense-based, is it?” the don asked. You paused before nodding. Silently, you hoped that maybe he would see no reason to keep you and send you off on your merry way. The last thing you wanted to do was be tied down to the mafia after all. You had your own goals in mind.

Bruno raised an eyebrow, “I find that hard to believe. After all, if a stand user is creative enough, any stand can be used in a fight,” he said. You frowned a little. Was he implying that you weren’t a creative person or something?

“I-it’s not that! I just never had any reason to use it to kill or hurt someone,” you defended. Bruno only hummed under his breath.

“You don’t have to worry, Y/N. I’m sure you’ll eventually find out ways to use your stand once you’ve joined us,” Giorno spoke up. “Would you show us your stand please, we would like to know what yours is.”

“I haven’t agreed to joining your gang yet, Giorno. What makes you think I will reveal my stand to you and explain its powers nonetheless?” you asked, arms crossed over your chest. The blonde male glanced to his friend before receiving a nod in response.

“Then perhaps you would trust us more if I revealed my stand?” He asked. In a flash, a golden spirit emerged from his body, staring you down intensely. “This is Gold Experience Requiem, and it has the ability to create life, basically. It can also revert my opponent’s actions to zero, making it seem like it never happened. This is my stand, now will you show yours?”

You swallowed, examining the golden-brown stand carefully. If your memory served you right, this would be stand that killed the previous don of Passione. You didn’t know the full details, but you were certain it was a formidable stand. It frightened you to think of the possibility of being attacked by such a stand. Silently, you nodded, agreeing to reveal your stand, letting the light gold spirit emerge from your body.

The butler-like stand stood straight before turning to the empty space beside it, a doorknob followed by a full door revealing itself. You glanced at your stand before nodding, giving it the signal to pull open the door, revealing a fully furnished mansion lobby inside.

“This is one of the abilities of my stand, Soul’s Mansion. With this ability, I don’t need a room or anything, as I can freely enter the mansion where ever I am. However, only I as the host, can enter this mansion physically, as other living beings will only be able to enter as souls, leaving their physical body behind,” you explained. The two men in front of you nodded.

“I see, so if you hadn’t come back to the same alley that night we probably wouldn’t have managed to find you then,” Giorno said, examining Soul’s Mansion. The spirit stared blankly into the distance, before you gave it the instruction to close the door back, said door vanishing into the air immediately.

“I guess…it was a mistake on my part…I should have changed my spot for the day,” you said bitterly. Giorno laughed a little.

“No, it was a good miscalculation. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to meet you. [Y/N] Pellerini, I think you’d be a great addition to Passione. Now, we should probably decide under whose guidance you should go under—”

You cut him off. “Hold on, I haven’t even agreed to join you guys yet! What’s in it for me, anyways? From what I can tell, my being here will only benefit your goals, Giorno,” you said, giving the blonde a sharp look. Giorno hummed, tapping a finger on his face as he thought about your question.

“Well, I suppose I should first ask you this; what were you doing hiding out in an alley in the streets of Napoli?” the don asked, his head resting in his hand as he looked at you intently.

“For a mission, plus it was near a favourite restaurant of mine, and I needed a place that wasn’t too far or near my target’s house,” you said.

“So, you are a hired hitman then?” Bruno asked, to which you nodded.

“It’s a job that pays well, depending on the client. Plus, I have my own goal to achieve; being a hitman allows me to achieve that goal,” you explained. Giorno nodded understandingly.

“I see, and that goal is?” he asked.

“To find my sister’s killer and avenge her,” you stated, your gaze hardened like steel. A hint of sympathy entered Bruno’s eyes.

“I see, if that’s the case, I’m certain joining us would allow you to gain that information,” the dark-haired man said, a soft smile on his face. You raised an eyebrow.

“How?”

“Well, for starters, you could join Capo Abbacchio’s team which mainly takes charge of finding information, or you could simply work alongside them. Unlike the previous don that unencouraged communication between the different groups, I allow certain groups that could be essential to each other to communicate and share information. Besides, some of the capos of the groups are my friends,” Giorno said.

You took in the information silently. Giorno had a point, if you were going to find out who killed your sister, joining a gang that basically has such a wide range of control and influence would be your best shot.

“Very well then, I suppose I will join. Is there any contract or ritual I need to do?” you asked, to which Giorno smiled and shook his head.

“No, you’re a special case. Though upon joining, we only ask that you pledge your everlasting loyalty to me, and Passione as a whole. Should you betray the gang, or even any of the members, you will be surely taken care of,” he said. As he said it, despite the verbal contract, you could sense the threat behind his words, causing a shiver up your back. The new don may be young, but he was definitely not one to be taken lightly.

“Understood. I, [Y/N] Pellerini, pledge loyalty to you, Giorno Giovanna, Don of Passione, and to its members as a whole. Should I be caught in the act of betraying the gang, I duly and wholeheartedly accept my punishment,” you said, kneeling before the blonde, taking his hand in yours.

With that, your heart and loyalty were given, and it’s to be noted that words carry weight. If only you had reconsidered your decision to join the gang, then maybe your oath wouldn’t have become such a burden.

A/N: Wow, I didn’t think I would get chapter 2 out so fast lol. Also, just telling you guys, the yandere is gonna be a reaaaalll slow burn. I want to give time for the reader to establish relationships and then I’ll start cranking the yandere meter. For now, have this slowww introduction lol. It’s gonna last at least 3 to 4 chapters for reader to have proper meetings and establish relations with all our boys.