#bodyguard au prompt

[madmanwonder]

(Prompt, bodyguard au, crossover au, DC x Marvel)

Black Widow got assigned to watch over Bruce Wayne and come across Red Hood, who is also watching over his father, and get into a fight, mistaken the other to be an assassin.

Today wasn't his day.

Jason ducked behind the overturned table to avoid the rains of bullets from the skilled red-haired assassin whose name was unknown to him but was an apparent threat to his distant but still-loved adopted father. He checked his ammo and saw he was down several-and-half clips and his other gear was damaged and unable to be used for combat.

Letting out a growl, he ran out of the cover and threw a grenade in the direction of the assassin in an attempt to flush her out from her cover.

And it works.

X-xx-X

Today wasn't her day.

Natasha let out a Russian curse as she ran out of her cover to avoid being blown to pieces by the grenade from the assassin whose actual name was unknown to her but not his Red Hood title seems to be targeting Bruce Wayne for reasons unknown to her.

Looking at her gun and saw she was down a single clip and three bullets in her current clips which made her curse once more as she ducked in another area to hide and think up a plan to take down the assassin and escort Mr.Wayne to safety.

The Russian superspy turned superheroine razor-sharp mind think up numerous plans, seeing which one would be the best course of action for her to take out Red Hood.

X-xx-X

Today wasn't his day.

His wayward son and his bodyguard were fighting each other thinking one of the other was an assassin and trying to protect him from danger.

Letting out a disgruntled sigh as he rubbed his face as he decided it was time for him to sneak out to one of his hidden rooms to get dressed in his batman outfit and give a long, stern talk to his son and convinced Black Widow he was not a threat...for the moment.

[therealmofamorus]

(Prompt, original stud au, bodyguard au, crossover au)

During the night, the threes stay in a hotel. Makoto's bodyguards decide to go to Makoto's room and have some fun with him. Makoto, being pent up by the two ladies, decided to indulge them.

(Breeding, Rough Sex, Anal Sex)

Note: @sol354, next time. Make sure to put the name of the muses you like to use for your ask/prompt. If you do this again. I will delete your asks and prompt immediately.

X-xx-X

Makoto yawned as he opened the door to his room, flicked on the light switch...and found himself gawking at the scene in his sight.

On his bed were his two buxom and voluptuous bodyguards, Rina and Tsukiumi dressed in skimpy lingerie that showed off their well-endowed figures, both were looking at him with lusty, seductive looks which made his little Makoto go big Makoto at the sight of them.

X-xx-X

PWALP~! SHRULCK~! SMACK~! PWALP~! SHRULCK~! SMACK~!

"Oh fuck! Fuck! God yes~!" Rina moaned, mewling in pleasure as she felt the thick penis piston in and out of her anus with machine-like force. Her thicc ass slammed against the hips of her client who was holding onto her wide child-bearing hips like a bar handle.

"Fuuuuck~!" Makoto let out a deep and manly grunt, feeling the tightness of her anus cling around his cock like a viper snake. It was more than enough to insert all of his cock into her and cream the inside of her anus in thick cum.

X-xx-X

PWALP~! SHRULCK~! SMACK~! PWALP~! SHRULCK~! SMACK~!

"Darling~! Fill me with your hot seed! Make me a mommy to our children~!" Tsukiumi screamed, her face pink with arousal, her eyes rolled deep into her eyelids as she felt her ashikabi piston in and out of her cunt with forceful, piercing thrusts that made her slim stomach bulged outward from the sheer length Makoto cock.

"Cumming!" Makoto said in a deeper voice as he came inside the top-heavy water user beautryt who let out a beastly moaning as she felt the hot, thick, sticky cum pooling in her womb, impregnating her like a broodmare.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Bodyguard Dialogue

"I will keep you safe. If you like it or not."

"Yes, I need to be in the room with you at all times." "At all times?"

"Wow, you really made a lot of people angry."

"I was hired by your father to keep you safe, so I will only listen to him as my employer."

"Can you please stop antagonizing more people?"

"You're not paid enough to die." "Sometimes it's not about the money."

"I'm here to protect you, not aid you in petty crimes."

"No one has died under my watch so far and I'm eager to keep it that way."

"If I have to save you from yourself, I'll do that too."

"Why do I feel like you enjoy getting yourself in danger?"

"I'm your bodyguard, not your personal shopping assistant."

"You don't need to always buy food for me." "But you need to be strong to protect me."

"In order to keep you safe, you need to follow my orders."

"If I have to handcuff us together to keep you from getting in danger, I'm more than willing to do that."

"My mission is to keep you safe and I've never failed a mission before."

"It's sweet that you want to protect me, but it's my job to protect you."

"Listen to me and everything will be just fine."

"Why did you walk right into that bullet like an idiot!?" "Not an idiot, your bodyguard. And you're welcome." (x)

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[eloquent-edits]

🗡️ “Do not stray far from me.”

I don’t want you to get hurt 🗡️ protective dialogue prompts

“What in the gods’ holy names was that?! I–We could’ve lost you.”

“At the party C sort of kept cornering me…” “What? Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?”

“Stay back.”

“Who did this to you? I just want to talk to them.” (that’s a LIE AND THEY KNOW IT)

“The idea of you getting hurt doesn’t sit well with me.”

“I don’t like the things they said about you. You’re nothing like what they think you are.”

“I’m not going anywhere until I know you’re okay.”

“My duty is to ensure your safety at all times, no matter the cost to my life.”

“If you dare lay a finger on their head, I will have yours served on a silver platter.”

“These walls are meant to protect you, the world out there is far too dangerous for someone like you.” (villain arc??? 👀)

“I’m right here. You’re safe.”

“Say my name and I will be there. I promise.” (thank you daredevil for inspiring this one)

“I’ll take a sword through the heart before they ever reach you.”

“I should’ve been there. This shouldn’t have happened to you.”

“Will you let me know when you’re back safely?”��

“I will kill you and everyone you love if it’s the last thing I do.” “It’ll be the last thing you try.”

“You’re worth saving.”

“My house is a safe haven. Go there if you’re ever in danger and we will take care of you.”

“Get away from them!”

“You don’t need to protect me.” “I want to.”

[scealaiscoite]

bodyguard/protectee prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-

⋆ “um, look- i know i’m only meant to be here for you in a professional capacity, but if you ever need anything i’m here for you.”

⋆ “come on, just admit it- i’m starting to grow on you, aren’t i?”

⋆ “since when does your job extend to giving me relationship advice?” “it doesn’t, but i wouldn’t be able to live with myself if i didn’t at least try to tell you how much more you deserve than that idiot.”

⋆ “don’t tell your coworkers, but you’re my favourite.”

⋆ “i know it’s like your job or whatever, but i- i’ve never had anyone protect me like that before. so, uh- thanks, i guess.”

⋆ “don’t worry. i’m not going to tell anyone that my big bad bodyguard like to be the little spoon.”

⋆ “i think if you let people see this side of you more often, you wouldn’t have any need for me.”

⋆ “we’re gonna be in this car for eight hours! you’re not gonna combust if you speak to me more than one word at a time.”

-ˏˋ. actions / scenarios ˊˎ-

⋆ while the protectee is in the process of overworking themselves, the bodyguard reluctantly steps in to make them take a break

⋆ after an event that shakes the protectee, the bodyguard silently takes their hand and doesn’t let go until they’re safe again

⋆ the bodyguard gets injured in the process of coming between the protectee and a physical threat and, in a panic, the protectee fusses over them as they gingerly tend to their wounds

⋆ after overhearing a personal argument that leaves the protectee upset, a very out-of-their-depth bodyguard tries their best to comfort them

⋆ whilst trying to cheer up a downtrodden protectee, the otherwise stoneyfaced bodyguard divulges the first pieces of personal information they’ve ever given to anyone on the job

⋆ during an overnight protection detail, the bodyguard finds themselves keeping company to an insomniac protectee

⋆ one finally building up the courage to ask the other out on a date once their professional relationship is over

[princessbrunette]

spoiled pouty kook reader n bodyguard!jj hired by your parents to look after their daughter n he hates his job and u make his life hell n you’re always bickering bc he somehow manages to get you into more trouble but you’ll never snitch on him to your parents bc he holds you down n fucks the attitude out of you at the end of each day !!

“what would mommy n’daddy say if they knew that dirty pogue who was ‘sposed to be babysittin’ their precious little girl was all in her pretty little guts every night, hm? pro’lly shouldn’t tell them right? keep this, you know— between you n’me, right mama?” whilst he’s pounding ur walls :(

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Dick Grayson has to juggle being in the spotlight again as Brucie Wayne’s son with his nightly vigilante activities. Easier said than done, when most days he has to struggle keeping his eyes open during the day.

But now? After Brucie’s most recent investing campaign that’s pissing a lot of people off? Yeah, Dick Grayson is once more in the top ten of most wanted on the both kidnappers’ and killers’ lists.

Thankfully there’s a new crime lord in town with a penchant for altruism.

And honestly, this is gonna benefit them both! Dick’s got the money to pay him and Hood’s got the manpower and brute strength to act as his bodyguard, not to mention the added benefit of helping the man turn Crime Alley into something… well, something with less crime! It’s a perfect plan!

Now Dick’s just gotta convince the Red Hood of that, too…

[polinweek]

Dearest Readers, it is the second day of Polin Week 2025! How are we all doing?

Your Day Two prompts are:

favourite kiss

forced proximity

bodyguard AU

jealousy/possessive sex

[fratboykate]

Listen, BGAU has been TORTURING ME aaaaalllll week so here's 1.2k of the moment that's been circling my brain me since I woke up. This is obviously before they ever slept together.

---

Yelena stands by the black SUV, arms crossed, posture rigid. Behind her, the afterparty still thumps. Bass rattles through tinted windows, neon lights bleed pink and blue into the night. She checks her watch again. And again.

“Baby!”

She freezes at the pet name. A beat passes. Then she turns, slow and composed, to find Kate stumbling barefoot out the front doors. Heels in hand, mascara smudged, skimpy outfit held together by boob tape and blind faith.

“You promised me ten minutes,” Yelena says.

Kate lurches toward her, wraps her arms around her neck, and presses her face to Yelena’s neck. Inhales deeply.

“Hi,” Kate whispers into her skin. “You’re here.”

Yelena clocks the event security staring. She peels Kate off her with both hands, puts distance between them, then opens the car door in silence.

“Let’s go back inside,” Kate pleads. “Let’s have one drink together.”

“No.”

“Come on. One drink.”

“You’ve had enough, Miss Bishop.”

Yelena nudges her into the backseat.

“Rude.”

Yelena gets in after, slams the door, taps twice on the divider. The driver pulls them into traffic.

Kate slumps against her side, limbs sprawling. Drapes her head dramatically onto Yelena’s lap and blinks up at her, grinning.

“Baby, I wanna go somewhere fun.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not?”

Yelena doesn’t answer. Just slides out from under her, careful not to touch. Her ears are visibly red.

“You’re so mean to me,” Kate murmurs, curling into the leather seat with a pout. Then she closes her eyes.

///

The ride is mercifully short.

Kate stays slumped sideways, one leg bent, dress riding high on her thigh. Her heels are somewhere on the floor, her mascara is a crime scene, and her whole body radiates the smug chaos of someone who knows she’s being watched and enjoys it.

Yelena tries hard to stare out the window.

“Dance with me.” Kate slurs. Yelena doesn’t answer. Kate rolls her head toward her. “Do you hate fun?”

“I hate liabilities.”

Kate gasps, hand to her heart.

“You think I’m a liability?”

“I think you’re drunk and I got a call saying you almost fell off a banquette trying to high kick in six-inch heels.”

“I landed it.”

“You fell on the sound engineer.”

“He should’ve moved.”

Yelena huffs. Long-suffering. She doesn't look at Kate. Kate pokes her thigh.

“You’re mad.”

“I’m not mad.”

“I like when you’re mad. You do the thing.”

“What thing?”

“The clenched jaw thing.”

“Miss Bishop…”

“I hate when you do that…I say one thing and you break out the military voice. So stiff. So cold. ‘Yes ma’am. No ma’am.’ So formal.”

The car pulling into Kate’s driveway gives Yelena the perfect excuse not to answer. She practically jumps out to get away from this conversation. She rounds the car and opens Kate’s door. Kate flops her legs out, blinking up at her like she’s about to cause trouble.

“You gonna carry me?”

“You can walk.”

“I could…but I don’t want to.”

Yelena sighs.

“Up.”

She grabs Kate by the elbows and hauls her upright. Kate sags into her immediately, forehead brushing Yelena’s collarbone. Yelena’s perfume is overwhelming. Jasmine, heat, sugar…trouble.

“I’m not wearing panties,” Kate murmurs.

Yelena goes rigid.

“I don’t need to know that.”

“I think you did.”

“Miss Bishop.”

Kate smirks.

“There she is.”

///

The walk up the stairs is torture. Yelena’s arm is around Kate’s waist, guiding her. Kate keeps dragging her heels just enough to be irritating. Her cheek rests against Yelena’s shoulder like she’s never known another home.

“You smell like anger and cheap soap.”

“You smell like tequila and bad decisions.”

“Soooo mean.”

“I’m not.”

“You are. You never let me have fun.”

“The last time you had ‘fun’ you threw a bottle at Steve Rogers’ head.”

“He deserved it.”

At her bedroom’s threshold, Kate stumbles again. Makes a show of collapsing against the doorframe with a dramatic sigh.

“You gonna tuck me in?”

“I’m going to make sure you’re on your side so you don’t choke on your own vomit.”

“Awww, you do care.”

Inside, Kate leans against the vanity, takes a long sip from a mostly-empty water bottle while watching Yelena in the mirror. Yelena crosses her arms. Doesn’t take the bait.

“You’re blushing,” Kate whispers, pleased.

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not doing this, Miss Bishop.”

“You never do anything.”

“There’s nothing to do.”

Kate makes a soft humming sound, not believing her for a second.

“Want me to get in bed now, Officer?”

Yelena doesn’t answer. She guides Kate toward the closet instead, keeping one hand on her back. Steady.

Kate keeps sneaking glances, all coy and testing. She tosses her heels toward a wall. Then her earrings. Then reaches for the zipper on her dress.

“Don’t undress in front of me,” Yelena snaps.

“Relax. I’m wearing pasties. Probably.”

“That’s not…just pick something to wear and go to bed.”

“Make me.”

The dress drops. No underwear. One pasty. God knows what happened to the other. Yelena spins away. Doesn’t breathe.

Kate walks slowly to the bed, back straight, skin shimmering with body glitter and self-satisfaction. She climbs in. The sheets rustle.

“You’re so easy to fluster.”

“I’m not flustered. I’m trying to keep my job.”

“You like your job.”

“I tolerate my job.”

“You like me.”

Yelena turns, slow. Controlled.

“Good night, Miss Bishop.”

Kate’s already curled into the covers, watching her with that unreadable little smile.

“Why does being around me bother you so much?”

“It doesn’t.”

“It does.”

Yelena says nothing. Just walks out. Pulse reckless.

///

Yelena waits by the car, like always. Kate’s assistant emerges from the house and approaches her with his usual awkward energy.

“She’s asking for you.”

“What for?”

The twenty-something year old shrugs.

“Still in bed. Didn’t say.”

Yelena shakes her head. Trudges inside. Takes the stairs two at a time. She knocks once.

“Come in.”

Kate’s in bed. Still naked, but under the covers this time. She doesn’t look hungover enough for how much Yelena assumes she drank.

“I feel like someone parked a bus on my skull,” she groans. Yelena says nothing. “You’re quiet.”

“I’m always quiet.”

“You’re quiet in…a different way.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

Kate studies her. Smiles.

“Mmmm,” Kate adds, stretching. “I think I dreamed about you.”

“Sounds like a nightmare.” Yelena avoids looking at her.

“You ever think about pet names?”

“No.”

“I think they’re hot.”

“They’re unnecessary.”

Kate hums.

“I bet you’d lose your mind if someone called you baby in the right tone.” Yelena says nothing. Too long. Too still. Kate grins. “Good to know.”

“This conversation is inappropriate.”

“You keep saying that.”

Kate throws off the covers and stands. Yelena turns fast.

“Miss Bishop, put clothes on.”

“Do you really want me to?” No answer. Kate walks closer. Doesn’t touch. She’s just…right there. Voice all soft. “If I’m making you uncomfortable, I’ll stop.”

“You are.”

Kate tilts her head. Smiles again.

“You’re a terrible liar.”

“You don’t take anything seriously.”

“I take you seriously.” Too close. Too much. Kate adds, lower now, “So…firmly against pet names, then?”

“Yes.” Yelena’s voice comes out ragged.

Kate drops the smile. Not hurt. Not angry. Just… letting her go.

“Noted.”

She backs off, wanders back into bed. She grabs the remote. Turns on some loud, stupid reality show. Yelena stands there a moment longer, back still turned, fists clenched. She still hasn’t breathed.

“Did you need me for something?”

“Apparently not.” Kate doesn’t look up.

[anitalenia]

━━━ .°˖✧ enemies to lovers ⋆˙⊹

꒰ঌ definition ໒꒱ 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟. literally my fav. trope

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ below you will find sub genres under this category, as well as some useful pairings for this trope. for educational writing purposes <3

note: several of these can also be used in other tropes as well, just depends on how you write it and interpret it.

╰₊✧ ﾟOTHER LINKS . ྀི ⊹ masterlist | romance tropes |

taglist | prompt help | symbol packs | dividers page

꒰ঌ group one ໒꒱

hero x villain | light x dark | angel x demon | heaven x hell | best friends annoying sibling | siblings annoying best friend | co-worker you’re always in competition with | sly thief x detective who can never catch them | sun x moon

꒰ঌ group two ໒꒱

cat person x dog person | childhood enemies reacquainted | bully’s you cause he likes you | ex lovers still in love but too stubborn to get back together / love disguised with hate | mutual dislike in a shared friend group

꒰ঌ group three ໒꒱

werewolf x vampire | hunter x creature they specialize in killing | pirate x siren | leaders of rivaling groups | forced marriage | rivaling sports teams | rivaling friend groups | popular girl x loner boy or vice versa | cocky x humble

꒰ঌ group four ໒꒱

assassin x person they’re supposed to kill | sharing a bedroom/house | playboy x shy girl | both haven’t come out of the closet | succubus x holy person | succubus x angel | angel on your shoulder x devil on your shoulder

꒰ঌ group five ໒꒱

demon x exorcist | chefs at rivaling restaurants | food critic x chef | spoiled girl x bodyguard forced to put up with it | knight x princess | villain x hero’s accomplice (bonus points if the good person feels like they’re betraying the hero for liking the villain)

꒰ঌ group six ໒꒱

soldier x soldier of enemy nation | librarian x frat boy | humble farmer boy x city girl | hardworking x everything handed to them | assassin x assassin (bonus if they’re supposed to kill each other) | destined to kill each other

꒰ঌ group seven ໒꒱

rivaling species | introvert x extrovert | actors who hate each other but their characters in the movie love each other | paleontologist x mummy | treasure hunter x rivaling treasure hunter | pirate x kidnapped princess | proper lady x wild man

꒰ঌ group eight ໒꒱

families have rivaled for centuries | prisoner x capturer | happy x mean | optimist x realist | celebrity x paparazzi / journalist | both love interests holding a grudge against the other for something they did a long time ago | hardheaded ceo’s

꒰ঌ group nine ໒꒱

lumberjack x bimbo | white collar x blue collar | forced to work together on the same project | they play innocent in front of your family but you know it’s just an act | cocky clan leader x idealistic humble villager | football player x artist

꒰ঌ group ten ໒꒱

cheerleader x computer wiz | warrior x civilian they’re protecting (not necessarily bodyguard au) | the two groups are at war | forced to work together to take down a common enemy | fuckboy neighbor who never stops partying x girl who studies 24/7 or vice versa

꒰ঌ group eleven ໒꒱

flirty villain x hero who knows it’s wrong but can’t help but eventually give in from time to time (batman and catwoman) | maneater girl x shy boy who hates attention | two students running for student body president

꒰ঌ group twelve ໒꒱

injured crybaby warrior x doctor who hates crybabies | wolf boy x cat girl | witch x witch hunter | elf x necromancer | one who gives life x one who takes it | mermaid x pirate | ghost x person living in their home

꒰ঌ group thirteen ໒꒱

ghost x psychic done with ghosts attitude | biker x cop | kidnapper x kidnapped | tutor x dummy | irritating classmate | teachers assistant x needy student | server x chef who keeps getting the food wrong

꒰ঌ group fourteen ໒꒱

bartender x regular drunk customer | environmentalist x construction worker | prosecutor x criminal defense lawyer | free spirit x 9-5 office worker | girl x guy who slept with all her friends | rivaling king and queen

꒰ঌ group fifteen ໒꒱

guy who slept with everyone x only girl he hasn’t (she refuses to be another conquest) | dragon slayer x dragon trainer | knight x outcast | time x death | christmas x halloween | ghost whisperer x skeptic/nonbeliever

will update when I think of new ones. hope this helps if you’re not sure what story to tell but you want something new <3

[dawnrider]

For the bodyguard au prompt, can I please request InuKag:

"You're not paid enough to die."

"Sometimes it's not about the money."

I love all of your stories by the way! You’re an incredible writer!

@somegoodcrumbs you are so sweet! Thank you!🥰

This one-shot... very much got away from me. 😅 I started it this morning and well... 😐

In The Blood || 3375 Words || CW: Injury, blood, villain death

Inuyasha groaned, cursing the way his vision blurred for a moment. He had to pull it together, and fast. Kagome was depending on him. As it was, she was fussing over him, trying to bind his shoulder so it would stop bleeding everywhere and to stabilize the joint a little. “A sword! In this day and age!” She was ranting at an inconsistent volume, sometimes mumbling, sometimes stage whispering loudly in his ear. She knew to keep quiet so as not to give away their position, but she was obviously upset.

“They’re youkai, Kagome. They don’t give… ah… a shit about modern social conventions.” He gasped as she cinched the makeshift bandage particularly tight to add compression to the wound. While grateful for her help, and that she knew what to do, he hated that she was so proficient at it. He was supposed to be strong enough not to need tending, but it had happened enough times in his tenure as her personal guard that it had become old hat to her at this point.

That didn’t mean he didn’t get an earful about it every single time.

“You really should be…” he grunted as he shifted against the wall, twisting his ears to listen for any pursuers, “making a run for it. While you can. I don’t know how long it’ll be before they recover enough to follow.”

She huffed at him. “I’m not leaving you here to die.”

“It’s my job to die for you if it means you are safe,” he reminded her. Except it was far more than his job at this point. His very being thrummed with the need to make sure she was safe. Which really made him want to move, to get her to safety, but his body just couldn’t cooperate yet.

Kagome barely restrained herself from punching him in the shoulder. “You're not paid enough to die,” she reminded him, trying to sound lighthearted. Inuyasha could hear the tremble in her voice, smell the tears collecting in her eyes. He caught her cheek, turning her toward him.

"Sometimes it's not about the money."

She sucked in a breath, swallowing a sob. He both loved and hated that she was trying so hard to be brave for his sake. It spoke to who she was, strong and kind. But it broke his heart that he was so weak that they were in this situation now. “You idiot,” she breathed.

Inuyasha froze when her lips found his unsuspecting. Her breath was soft, shaky, but he could feel the conviction behind it. Why? echoed in his brain, rattling around in his skull. So stunned by her kiss, it didn’t truly register that it was happening until it was over.

He didn’t miss the embarrassment that flickered on her face, but was quickly squashed by a serious frown. “Can you stand at least? I think I can get to a car.”

“Kagome…”

“I remember how to hotwire it and I can pull it up so you can get in.” Inuyasha growled. “Then we can get out of here and…”

“Kagome!” She jolted, turning to look at him. She was wide eyed and a little pale. Inuyasha never wanted her to look at him like that again. She was just close enough that he could tug her shirt, pulling her off balance and into his lap. He tucked her head under his chin, his good arm looping around her shoulders to hold her against him. “Just give me a little more time. I’ll be ready soon.” She nodded.

Inuyasha wasn’t sure how long they sat there in silence, the cold concrete of the parking garage pillar against his back. His ears were constantly on a swivel, listening for any sign that they’d been found by the youkai out to destroy the one geneticist who could finally make it so youkai didn’t outlive their human partners by centuries. Or lose them to illness or injury. A discovery that harmed no one had become the source of a spattering of rallies and attempts to get her lab shut down.

Inuyasha didn’t understand why it infuriated them so much. It would benefit so many. Even other youkai who were not as long-lived! It was rare, but hanyou with youkai partners could stay with their mates as well. There were too many youkai that had withered away after the loss of their mates to ignore the benefit to youkai. Their numbers weren’t exactly growing exponentially… 

A few of the more vocal rabble rousers had been screaming about human vampires stealing their blood, but he had discounted them as anti-science misanthropes. The kinds of people who refused to actually read what the science said, or even attempt to understand it.

Today they learned the hard way that some were willing to take it further than yelling…

In hindsight, the press conference to try to clear up misunderstandings had been a mistake. It had given the enemy a chance to corner them out in public with advanced notice of when and where she would be. The lab had organized a relatively small crowd of journalists, not wanting to overwhelm Kagome. She was a scientist, not a public figure. She was a better speaker than one might have guessed, and she handled all the questions accurately and gracefully. It wasn’t until the end when they were leaving that disaster struck.

Fortunately, the attackers hadn’t expected a hanyou bodyguard.

Unfortunately for Inuyasha, one of them carried a sword and knew how to use it.

He managed to beat them off, incapacitate them just enough that he’d been able to scoop Kagome up and make a run for it. After leaping several tall buildings in more than a few bounds, he’d lost too much blood to keep going, forcing him to find a place to hide them until he could recoup some strength.

The itchiness woke him, startling him when he couldn’t recall having drifted off. The soft hands against his chest soothed him enough to keep from jumping up, looking around wildly. “It’s ok. We’re ok,” she whispered. She was still in his lap, still curled against his chest, whispering soothingly to calm his racing heart. “There’s an access door over there. I think I can get it open.”

“How long have you been thinking about that?” He took in a sharp breath as the itching became nearly unbearable. Good, it’s healing. “How long have I been out?”

“Only about twenty minutes, really.” He frowned. That was a lie, but he wasn’t going to call her on it. “Are you alright if I…”

“I can move now, I think,” he murmured, gently shifting her off his lap and taking a minute to press his fingers to the wound to try to lessen the itch. There was only minor discomfort instead of pain now, a dramatic improvement, but he could tell that if he tried to use the arm too much, it would reopen the stab wound. His next goal was to get on his feet at least, a feat in itself, but he managed it without swaying. Mostly.

“Are you sure?” Kagome asked, her lower lip caught anxiously in her teeth. He nodded, then took several steps, making sure they didn’t echo on the concrete. “This way,” she breathed, hesitating before taking hold of his good hand. Inuyasha winced that she was suddenly so wary of him, but he understood.

He realized that she’d taken her heels off and stuffed them in her purse, now walking in her bare feet to make her steps as silent as possible. He wanted to lift her, keep her from potentially hurting herself… but he just couldn’t trust that shoulder yet. 

The door was old, but it was clearly a security access. Which meant a phone.

Benefit of concrete structure: sturdy, blocked scents, muffled youki.

Drawback: Really, really, bad cell service.

Kagome found a small section of pipe near the stairwell and handed it over, Inuyasha using the leverage to pry open the door. There was an ungodly screech of rusted metal bending, but the lock popped in response to Inuyasha's inhuman strength. Grimacing at the racket, he ushered Kagome into the relatively small room, pulling the door shut behind them. It was dark and the lights didn’t work. Inuyasha was beginning to fear any phone they might find might not either.

He covered his eyes reflexively when a light popped up. “Phone’s good for something at least,” Kagome murmured. Shining it around the space, she made a small sound of triumph when she spotted a phone handset in the corner. She was quick to pick it up, sighing in relief when the distinct sound of a dial tone filled their ears. The line ringing was like music and Miroku’s voice on the other end sounded heavenly. “Yes, we’re ok. Mostly. Well…” She glanced at him. Inuyasha gave her a look, wiggling his ears at her. Can hear every word. She sighed, then told him the building address where they were, going off of the information on the dusty old business cards on the desk. “We don’t know where they are, but they haven’t found us yet.” Miroku was silent for a long moment before conveying that the team would be there to pick them up within ten minutes. “We’re on the fourth level down. Can you… Yes I know but… Miroku, we’re lucky he’s standing.”

Inuyasha snarled at that. “I can get us to street level.”

“Inuyasha…”

“I can do that. I wouldn’t risk it if I couldn’t do it.”

Kagome sighed. “Alright. I’m trusting you.”

His golden eyes flashed. “Better be.”

She stayed on with Miroku as long as they could to make sure everything was going to plan until they needed to make their way up. The garage was still silent aside from the occasional drip of condensation from a ventilation unit and the small amount of outside noise that drifted down through the central spiral. Inuyasha insisted on going first, keeping her close at his back so she was behind him.

The warmer air from outside was just barely tangible once they reached the second floor down, the humidity feeling a little sickly. Inuyasha slowed his steps at the sound of something moving, as if shifting through paper. Kagome grabbed the back of his shirt and he lightly gripped her arm to pull her around to his front.

Not a moment too soon as a tail the size of a firehose came flying at them from over the sidewall of the ramp above.

Biting back a yelp, Inuyasha hauled Kagome off her feet into his arms and leapt out of the way. There wasn’t much room to move, and they weren’t high enough in the structure for there to be openings for him to escape through. Damned underground garage!

“You are trapped. Give usss the woman and you live, hanyou.” The sound of what they now knew to be scales over concrete made Kagome shiver in fear. ��Ssshe will bleed usss all dry. Even you.” Inuyasha only held her closer.

“The fact that you refuse to understand the science is only part of why you’re stupid!” The snake didn’t take kindly to that, rearing up and hissing at them, baring its fangs. Inuyasha just barely tucked them out of the way as it lunged at them, ready to strike. He needed to get further up the ramp, get them closer to the team coming for them so he could at least pass Kagome off to friendly hands. He got them halfway to the spiral before the stomping of feet stopped him in his tracks. The distinct sound of metal scraping against the concrete made his ears flip back in discomfort.

The damned sword again… Kagome whimpered, turning toward him and instinctively covering his injured shoulder with her hand. “Got off light the first time, dog. Won’t make that mistake twice.” This youkai was more human in appearance and Inuyasha got the feeling he was some form of cursed-human-turned-youkai. Perhaps a warrior who went too far and was overtaken. It was a lot more common in centuries past but, as Kagome said before, in this day and age?

“Keh. You’re just pissed I got the best of both of you.”

The youkai grinned, baring sharpened teeth. “I considered letting you live to wallow in your failure after killing the scientist bitch, but now… I don’t care.” The change in his tone was all the warning Inuyasha got before the youkai was in motion, faster than expected, and his leap to the side went awry. Kagome tumbled from his hold, yelping in surprise as much as pain. Inuyasha felt the heat of blood bloom on his chest. His shoulder screamed as he scrambled to get up, tried to get to Kagome. But the youkai was there, slicing at him so that he had to dance out of the way, putting more distance between he and Kagome. Inuyasha snarled.

“Behind!” Kagome’s call gave him just enough warning to elude the snake trying to lunge for his back, leaping up and catching hold of a pipe and swinging out of the way. The snake couldn’t stop its momentum, sending it headfirst into the blade of its comrade who seemed to hold no regard for his compatriot.

“Stupid,” the blade-wielding youkai spat, flicking the blood onto the concrete and stepping over the snake now still on the ground. Inuyasha used his swing to his advantage, piking himself over the youkai’s head as he tried to take a swipe at him and took off toward Kagome.

“Move!” he commanded her, yanking her into his side as he continued up the ramp. The other youkai was not all that far behind, his heavy breathing and deranged laughter ringing in the echoey space. He wasn’t as fast over longer distances, the strategic part of Inuyasha’s mind noted. “No wonder you lost us before. Stupid and slow!” Part of him hoped the rage would cause the youkai to make a mistake. One he could take advantage of…

“Maybe don’t antagonize the asshole getting ready to swing a sword at you, Moron,” came a voice from above. Inuyasha didn’t believe in angels, and definitely not in the form of mangy wolves, but Kouga’s voice was a godsend.

“Take her, Dipshit!” Despite their banter, Kouga didn’t hesitate to leap down, landing lightly and scooping up Kagome on the fly. She squealed at the sudden change of pace, her eyes wide and face pale over Kouga’s shoulder as the distance between them increased. Inuyasha forced his eyes away from her and increased his speed just enough to outrun the youkai at his heels. He needed a better way to disarm his opponent. He couldn't move fast enough to knock him out the way he had before. Certainly not without getting another hole in his person for his trouble. As it was, his right arm was practically useless.

The blood isn't, the thought came unbidden. 

Inuyasha glanced around, wondering if he was beginning to lose it from blood loss. 

Blades of Blood. It was a command and one he seemed inclined to obey. 

Without realizing, his left hand plunged his claws into his own wound. He rotated, continuing his backward momentum while flinging the blood coating his fingers toward the gnashing face of his pursuer. The youkai howled in pain, slowing to a stop and dropping the sword to the ground with a clatter. Inuyasha was stunned… But not as stunned as when he slammed backward into the sidewall of the ramp and knocked the wind out of himself.

He almost went over too, and would have had a hand not shot out to catch his torn and bloodied shirt. “Miss Kagome will be very upset if you fall, you know.”

“Y-Yea,” he rasped. Pretty sure there’s a broken rib or four in there… “Thanks, Jinenji.” The much larger hanyou nodded his head, hefting Inuyasha up and onto the next level of the ramp one handed. The youkai who had been chasing them was still screaming his rage, but Inuyasha saw the tail end of a black coat disappear around the corner.

A moment later and the youkai was silent.

Miroku wouldn’t kill him… probably. Tempting as it might be when he had ambushed them, tried to kill them both, and even killed his own partner. They needed information, and Miroku was very, very, good at getting it.

Sniffling sobs met his ears when he was able to focus again, grimacing when a soft weight collided with his side. “Inuyasha!” Her eyes were scrunched closed and she had a reddened scrape across her cheek and forehead. But she was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen. She was alive, and mostly unharmed. “Now I have to wrap you up all over again!”

Inuyasha let out a weak laugh. Definitely a few broken ribs. “You can wrap me up as many times as you want.” He fought back a grin at the annoyed look on her face. “I know, I know, you wouldn’t have to if I was more careful.”

“Can you move?” Miroku’s voice asked distractedly. His eyes were on the bound youkai being carried out of the parking structure by Jinenji and Kouga, the wolf bitching the whole way about having to deal with a lowlife like this.

“Give me a few minutes?” The monk nodded, peeling off his coat and tossing it to Kagome. She rolled it up and put it under his head, pulling the last of her button down shirt from her purse to rip into skinny strips. “There’s a kit in the van, you know.”

“I’m worried you’re gonna leak out all over the floor before I can get to it,” she sucked in a sharp breath, trying admirably to pull herself together.

“Kagome?” She bit her lips, focusing on her task. “Hey, Kagome,” he said a little more softly.

Finally she let her eyes meet his. He winced as he reached across with his left hand to cup her cheek, bringing her face toward his as he stretched up as much as his position would allow. It was soft, and only a moment, but the press of their lips was exactly the reassurance they both needed. “Oh…”

“Hm. Next time, let’s try it without the near-death experiences, ok?”

She blinked at him, then rolled her eyes, laughing softly.

“Only if you promise to quit trying to die on me,” she scolded. Inuyasha smirked as he opened his mouth to tease her about liking him in this position because it meant she got to baby him, but was cut off by the clearing of a very large throat.

“The perpetrator is under control and the others are ready to leave.”

“Oh. Yes. We’re coming, Jinenji.”

“Miroku has requested that I ‘carry his ass like a baby’ if I have to.” He looked distinctly uncomfortable at the obvious order to repeat what the monk had said exactly. “I really do not want to…”

“Nah. I might need help to my feet, but after that, I’m good,” he confessed. Had the wolf been there, there was no way he would have admitted to that, but current company wouldn’t give him a hard time about it. Jinenji waited for Kagome to finish wrapping his shoulder before offering him a hand up. He had to swallow a yelp when his ribs and shoulder both protested. Loudly. But at least he was upright again. The three made their way the rest of the way up the ramp and to the waiting van, Inuyasha accepting a little more help to get in than he would have liked. Fortunately, Kouga kept his trap shut.

“First stop, holding cell, second stop, hospital!” Miroku called jovially from the driver’s seat. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and groaned, but didn’t argue. Kagome would lecture him about the risks he would be taking for misaligned bone growth or bacterial infections or punctured lungs… He’d happily listen to all of it for the sound of her voice, but he’d rather she do it after she was seen to at the hospital.

Then he could relax and listen to her all day.

Or forever. That’d be fine too.

[madmanwonder]

Prompt Crossover Bodyguard: When Satsuki is told by Nonon that she will be getting a bodyguard, she will disagree with it since she doesn't need one. But when she sees Billy and how he acts, does she change her mind or not?

“You need a bodyguard who will safeguard your safety and security.”

Satsuki at her childhood friend and trusted confidant with an unimpressed look.

“I am more than powerful enough to protect myself from any threat from my enemies. I don’t need a bodyguard.” Satsuki scoffed as she turned around to look at Nonon.

…until she looked at said bodyguard and she felt her cheeks blushed like a maiden. Her bodyguard, a tall white-haired android with a lean but strong physique and stunning good looks.

“…I do believe that you are right about me needing a bodyguard.” Satsuki said with a bashful expression.

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

Person A: I noticed there’s a beautiful, terrifying woman following you around- Person B: Yes, that would be my bodyguard. Person A: Oh, great! Because I was going to ask you if you could get me her number.

[thatsmemate]

Psssst...do we remember bodyguard!AU?

I am constantly thinking about bodyguard au and I started writing a part 2 a few weeks ago but lost steam bc work is being many and much but will definitely go back to writing it once I can here is a snippet thank you

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“Glaring at your tea won’t bring Lewis back from his leave,” Carmen says, beginning to sort papers into different piles. “Maybe if you threatened its family?”

George sniffed. “I don’t have a problem with him being on leave. It’s important for everyone to take time off and reset, especially for someone with such a demanding role.” He starts reaching for the documents but Carmen intercepts with a plate of toast.

“Did the PR team write that down for you?” Carmen raises a beautifully sculpted eyebrow — why can’t George get his own to look like that? — and pushes a small jar of jam toward him. “Should I count the ways you’re acting like a lovelorn wife whose husband has gone off into the war? You’ve barely touched breakfast.”

“Nothing to do with Lewis gone, rest assured—“ As a professional, Carmen doesn’t snort, but she does roll her eyes. “—despite what everyone may think, I can handle myself without a bodyguard.”

“Without a bodyguard perhaps, without Lewis on the other hand…” Carmen picks up a fork and begins cutting away at his omelette. “You’re scowling at your tea that isn’t quite right, vehemently refusing to eat any part of your breakfast, and emanating a suspiciously tantrum-like aura toward the bodyguard assigned to you today, making him feel quite inadequate. And we’re only about thirty minutes into this lovely exercise. Will we be expecting yet another visit from the fire department in a few hours?”

“Valterri knows I appreciate him immensely.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“He’s just not the immense you’re wanting.”

[thedarkrebeldesires]

Me trying to not start writing a KinnPorsche inspired Stobotnik fic when I have several other wip fics

I literally finished the series yesterday and I'm going "...yep, I can make this Stobotnik"

[kunishirou]

what if.... president neuvi x bodyguard wrio. neuvi thinks wrio won't like him because he's just someone who works for him and nothing more, and wrio thinks neuvi won't like him because he's just neuvi's bodyguard

Oooohhh the yearning, the misunderstanding, and the drama would be very nice in this one! I feel like both of them are in love with each other, but none of them are actually brave enough to confess.

Neuvillette's biggest concern is definitely he's being the employer and Wriothesley is only his employee. Neuvi thinks that Wrio is being kind and obedient simply because it's his job to guard his boss and nothing more. More than one time Neuvi feels like he had a chance and maybe Wrio actually loves him too, but the bodyguard dismissed it and keeps acting like nothing's happened when Neuvi tried to ask.

While Wriothesley thought that he didn't have the chance to get Neuvi for himself simply because he's just a mere bodyguard and no one important. He's expendables and can be replaced anytime, after all. Even if his feeling is reciprocated, Wrio didn't think he's worthy enough to stand an equal ground with Neuvi so he decides to bury his feeling. Sometimes also giving him mixed signals unintentionally but more often he'll refuse to answer thruthfully to his boss.

And so both of them can just admire their crushes from afar (much to their friends/colleagues dismay who witness this stupid charade lol)