#byeee ill come back here later

[rodismancave]

i cant find any more ppl i want to attack on artfight so mutuals like this post and ill hm. ill draw ur muse as a kitty or a pony. whichever i think lands best

[tpher]

scary girl analysis !

something something the most clearly gimmicky gen 4 character we know. as your resident pahkitew island apologist, i dont care. it actually took me a bit to warm up to her and i figured id talk abt why that is

so her main thing is being creepy and sadistic for the sake of jokes. its not serious.. mostly. she does prove to actually be down to hurt others (such as when she got a hold of a jackhammer). but what about an instance where she wanted to hurt someone for actual reasons? when was that?

that was when priya went up to her to compliment her on doing a good job on the previous challenge. priya says that shes surprised by scary girl having done a good job.

scary girls response?

a very defensive "oh, it surprised you that i was good? cuz you thought id do bad?"

and thats the thesis of this post

scary girl is very insecure

backing up for a moment, in ep 2 when the teams were on ships and attacking each other, she was the one who came up with the idea of sinking the other teams ship as an idea on what to do when they were out of ammo (? iirc). but no one else heard that, just zee

then in ep 3, ripper makes her go last in the relay race thing bc he didnt want her to "blow things" for the team. she reacts by trying to bite his finger. not with a funny creepy smile, but with genuine anger to her literal bite. and then during that challenge, she infamously grabs a bear by the arm and starts beating it up while saying "thats what you get for growling at me!!!". once shes done, she goes "byeee" and goes on like nothing happened. proving that if someone wrongs her, she can easily let it go.. so long as she gets to do something back. remember this for later

and here we come back to her interaction with priya. so far, scary girl has proven herself to be a pretty alright player and she herself knows that. so the notion of someone being SURPRISED she did well?? does not sit well with her at all. but the way that she harps on the wording, even before zee steps in to make it worse, is what gets to me. it just really adds an extra layer to her character that, well. ironically surprised me! for someone who always seems to be in her own world, so unconventional, so ill-fitting with everyone else to also be insecure in some capacity?

anyway she tries to hurt priya with a spoon but gets interrupted. later on, priya is still thinking abt their encounter and feels bad so she tries to make it up to scary girl by flattering her. namely by saying that scary girls question was smart.. and priya being her awkward self, only dug herself in a hole by making it seem like that was a smart question by scary girls standards

scary girl is speechless. baffled. mad beyond words

it should be noted that scary girl looked offended when priya even started speaking. meaning that she also did not forget about their conversation that morning. she REALLY took it to heart. applying the bear logic here, had scary girl hurt her with the spoon earlier, would she be less mad? would she had considered each other even? and in that case, would this comment go over better or would it had simply restarted her need for revenge?

well. they dont interact for the rest of the episode up until the very end. after ripper used priya as a human shield, obviously injuring her

scary girl tells her that rippers a jerk and that priya didnt deserve that. so she'll be voting to get ripper out. and calls priya her "friend".

(her face and tone makes me a bit suspicious if this was genuine. but thats probably just her being her offputting self so i'll ignore it.) ok so by scary girl logic, priya deserved to have SOMETHING bad coming her way after what she said to her.

but not this.

scary girl, who came here to "make friends and watch them get really hurt", was not okay with what ripper did to priya. perhaps she thinks that only she could be allowed to hurt priya to balance things out? personally giving priya her karma, perhaps?

but now she considers priya a "friend". who likely wants to see her get hurt. but in the fun way that scary girl likely sees most other contestants as, possibly? idk.

anyway after all of that, we can see just how insecure scary girl can get over unintentionally awkward phrasing. just how deeply it hurts her feelings to be underestimated like that

season 2 spoilers ahead !!!

in season 2, we see even less of her. but there is SO much to work with

normal girl is so fascinating to me

by the time s2 starts, scary girl already has an all new look. shes trying to be "normal"

she admits in her confessional that some ppl thought she was too scary in the first season so thats why she changed her appearance and her everything. who were these ppl?

other than a dog as a joke, online forums, showing an interesting glimpse into the in-universe ""real world"" stepping into total drama. perhaps also a meta joke on the fandoms response to her but who knows. imagine unabashedly being yourself on tv and everyone is telling you to change. you are 16 and likely going through a weird phase. feeling a lot of heightened emotions already and ""knowing"" that this is who you are (at the moment). and if its not a phase? still 16 on international television getting lambasted by millions

and last but not least, her MOM??? her own mother. that just raises more questions abt how scary girl was before getting on td. was she NOT like this before? was she playing it up for the cameras? or did she just go unhinged without parental supervision? in any case the fact is that even her own mom wasnt okay with what makes her happy and how she presented herself.

so scary girls solution? to try her best to suppress anything that made her unique. to try to adhere to "societal norms", in her own words.

we dont see much of her in this ep other than her commenting on how shes normal and totally did not want to see someone get hurt. shes clearly struggling so bad. she knows that apparently what she likes isnt "right", therefore the opposite must be true, right?

she is simultaneously so immediately different that the others didnt even recognize her at first. yet still so "scary" that she cant fit in. she just doesnt know how no matter how hard she tries. if she were to stay longer, what can she do? this game is not only abt your skills in the challenges its also a social thing. how long until she snapped and went back to her old ways?

and then we get to the campfire ceremony. chef is about to call out whatever it was the she did wrong that day, but she interrupts him with a simple "no."

she cannot fathom being sent home, at least not this early. bc shes normal! she is sooo normal and she tried SO HARD to be normal! she read normal books and normal movies and studied normal people. she even taught herself to smile in a more acceptable way, which is so autistic coded to me. so she deserves to stay longer.

(getting flashbacks to my topher psychoanalysis and his entitlement being both a tragedy and his self-imposed downfall)

..but she studied "normal people" in her own not-normal way. while they werent looking. while they were sleeping. while they had no idea she was there.

so she got booted out for that. and she cannot believe it.

when she says that she "didnt even try to hurt anyone this time", she is mad. that was her ""fun"" and she managed to control it 100% only to get eliminated??? shes fed up!

but when she talks about how she taught herself how to smile in a "less-creepy" way?

she softens up and looks genuinely hurt.

she tried so hard. she saw all those horrible comments from people judging her based on like 5 episodes on a reality show. her own mother didnt accept her. her insecurity won and she aimed to change and repress everything that made her unique

and it still wasnt enough

[tarosin]

and that’s how it happened

requested: yes/no

pairing: dream x fem! reader

summary- dream tells chat about y/n

an: really sorry this request is out later than i expected it to be ive been very busy this month school is coming to an end so do feel free to make requests also fun (?) fact i really struggled to come up with a title also thanks to @technowoah for helping me come up with an idea after i had no idea where to take the imagine

"hi chat how are we all? i hope you’re all doing well!"

the door creaked open. y/n sighed, throwing her bags to the floor, the need for sleep taking over her, until she noticed her boyfriend sat hunched over playing the video game he always does.

“will you fix your posture, ive told you several times you’re going to end up with back problems jesus chr- oh sorry didn’t realise you were streaming i mean when was your last stream? 1 maybe 2 months ago.”

“real funny thanks y/n.”

“move over lover boy my stream now!”

not moving quick enough for y/n’s liking, she stood tapping her right foot on the wooden floor, dramatically sighing.

“dream, please?”

“im doing lore and you’ve interrupted twice!”

“ill stop talking and i promise i won’t do anything out of character!”

“you said this last time then sat there trying to convince tommy to play rock paper scissors...in minecraft as there was nothing else to do in the prison.”

rather than bickering for the fun of it, y/n decided she may as well annoy her best friend to pass time, so she left the room and started a call on discord, spamming karl to join her. once lore had come to an end, dream decided to stay on stream ignoring all the donos asking for you to come back on stream. rather than giving into chat, he joined the discord call with y/n. when he joined, he was instantly met by y/n and karl bickering.

“must be hard not being able to laugh!”

“I do have a sense of humor y/n!”

“I’ve never heard you laugh before!”

“I’ve never heard you say anything funny!”

“i’m out of here!” *dream and y/n have left the call*

he was only able to ignore the comments asking about you for so long. soon enough someone had donated £60, ‘stop avoiding the questions we all heard her say lover boy. when did you ask her out?’

before he could even answer the question, y/n ran in “CHAT HE DIDNT!”

“don’t lie to chat!”

“sorry, chat!”

y/n sat on his lap, causing the need for sleep to catch up to her again. resting her head on his chest, she fell asleep leaving him to talk about their relationship to chat.

“well chat i’m not going to going to go into much detail for privacy, however what i will say is it was around 7 months ago, and even i can’t tell you how it happened. if i remember rightly, we were on a walk and she was telling me something about how penguins give their lover a pebble, so i just handed her a rock, and you guys should have seen the look on her face. now she could have been lying or completely telling the truth, but either way i got a relationship out of it. i think im going to end stream now as y/n is about to just fall on the floor and i will laugh about it, ranboo is live so i’m going to raid him! i appreciate all the lovely comments about myself and y/n, we love you guys and we will see you next stream byeee!"

[justmywriting1313]

I Passed (I think) And I Am Back!!! (For some time) (Fic schedule and just some FYI’s)

Heyyoooo loves!!! I hope you guys are having an amazing week besides quarantine and whatnot and are safe, happy and healthy!!!😊😊

Okay so I am posting this for a couple reasons... The first is to say I am SOOOOOO SORRYYYYY I haven’t been responding to asks, messages, and requests!!!!! If any of you take psychology or have studied it you guys know its very very very difficult. Despite enjoying it i am so close to having a mental breakdown every-time i see my book. Besides taking a stupid hard course i take 7 courses in total 😖😖... Yes I am well aware that I am very dumb for torturing myself like that haha but anyway I also have a side job of selling art (Paintings/ Portraits) so I can make some extra cash to support myself. You guys can imagine how busy that had made me!! But for the next two weeks I have no courses so I promise to reply on time (that includes the ones i am yet to reply to 😅😅) and post One fic every two three days!

The second thing I want to say is a HUGE GINORMOUS MASSIVE THANK YOU! 🥺🥺🥺 I expressed on the top of my last fic that some people had been mean to me about fic writing because I take so long (separate notes: if you put ‘You are Worth it’ together its 11 fricking thousand words...omg!!) However, the amount of people who sent in submissions and messages telling me how much they love my fics and that its okay for me to take time honestly made me tear up. I get stressed super easily so when i read them they literally made me so happy and excited to write more fics. On top of that i don’t often stand up to people cause i think why bother especially on the internet and so for the first time i did and SOO MANY OF YOU SUPPORTED MEEEEEE!!!! YYAYAYAY!!! I am so grateful and reply to each one of you but still wanted to say a collective thankyou!! 💖💖💖

Okay Third thing, So if any of you have read my bio you know I have ADHD. For those of you who dont know it roughly means organisation, attention and just focusing does not come naturally to me. Why i am telling you this is because it explains why I have a hard time texting back cause i usually put it in the back of my head and then forget about it. I cant promise ill fix it right away but ill promise to do my best that I can!!!!!

Okay Last thing which is Fic related and so you guys might notice/care about more 😂😂😂 Okay soooo I had started this blog a long time back however I didnt think I was any good at the time so I didn't continue posting stuff. Then I put the ‘You are Worth It’ fic for Lucifer and honestly the reaction I got to that was so heartwarming!!! (Ps if you ever ever ever feel that way I am right here... believe me when I say I know how it feels. I am a curvy Indian writer/ painter! You guys have no idea how much I have stood out and have felt the way the m/c in that fic did so I will always be open to listen without any judgement whatsoever if you ever feel the need to talk to someone!!!!)  So I continued writing and put out the other parts to that fic as well as a Beel fic and despite that not doing as well I am still so happy to see you guys liked it. Earlier I was going to stop putting up anymore out but i’ve decided I will continue the blog and hopefully give you guys writing you love just as much 🥰🥰🥰 However I wont lie it gets a bit overwhelming so I thought best to put a few rules up (and also tell you all the fandoms i write for).

RULES: 

Some of these Fics are very clearly 18+ so pretty please if you are below 18 don’t read them. I am trusting you guys enough (I have a feeling I will regret this) so if you are not 18 then don’t read them!!!!! I will make plenty of all-user-friendly ones so yeah! 

Second I refuse to write anything even remotely Racist and sexist. Also if I am not comfortable with a certain kink/ type of fic I WILL NOT WRITE IT. I am happy to write whatever you request but if I am not comfortable with it I will let you know so please understand and respect my boundaries. 

If the characters in the fandom are related I am sorry it’s not happening. If they are sharing an experience with M/C? Sure! For example Beel x M/C x Belphie? Perfect! However Beel x Belphie is NOT happening. 

Lastly Do not Harass me about a certain request. If you have requested something be patient and if you still want to now the status of it just drop me a polite message and i’ll be more than happy to tell you. (this also helps me remember just incase i forget) 

FIC SCHEDULE:

Okay now for the fic schedule of what to expect in the next month. I am not giving dates for all of them cause honestly i am scared of what you guys will do so this is just rough. Also for those who sent the ask ill tag you guys and for the anonymous ones... yeah idk hehehe 🥰 A- Angst/ F- Fluff / S- Smut. Also firstly crossed out fic titles mean i’ve already put them up and they are finished secondly once this list ends i’ll put out another fic schedule with the next fic’s that are in progress just being edited!

Also I’ll try to sprinkle in some HC’s in between so i keep giving some kind of writing!

Two can Play at that Game... (Mammon x M/C) Multiple parts and very smutty. 18+                                                                                    (Hopefully in the coming week) A/F/S

 I am Here... I’ll always be here (Diavolo x M/C) Multiple parts A/F

The Italian Way of Life (Beel x M/C) Don’t know how many parts F

Compliments (Beel x M/C) (This is the ‘You are Worth it!!’ but with Beel instead) Multiple parts A/F/S

Smile For me! (Demon bros x M/C) Multiple parts A/F

Stay (Lucifer x M/C) Two different endings A/F/S

My Own Slice of Heaven (Diavolo x M/C) Multiple Parts F/S 

Thats it for now but ill probably add more later after replying to everyones submissions and messages to see the new requests. For now lets see if i can even do all of these. 

OTHER FANDOMS I WRITE FOR:

MARVEL 

BATBOYS (technically dc i guess) 

STAR TREK 

PEAKY BLINDERS 

LOTR AND THE HOBBIT

Okay honestly I have so many i cant even remember so as and when i remember ill add 😂😂

Okieeeee I think thats a wrap sorry thats so long but anyway please drop in more requests and asks and don’t forget to reblog!!!! Love you guysssss and byeee  

[chezzkaa]

Numb pt 9

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Lumberjack AU Pairing: Ryan Haywood x Reader WC: 2900+

“I fucked him.” You sigh noisily over Lauren’s ecstatic squeals, sinking in your seat.

“You did what?! Oh my god, Y/N, tell me everything.”

“Dude...” You don’t know where to start, the night playing itself over and over again in your head. “It was incredible. I don’t even know how to explain it.”

“Was it romantic, or more like ‘fuck me now’?” You can hear her pacing, like she can’t sit still. Her energy trembling through the phone line.

“Romantic, I guess? He stayed with me during a mild snow storm, and I ended up on his lap-”

“How do you just end up on someone’s lap?” she demands through a laugh, continuing to call away from the receiver and into, presumably, another room. “You owe me 20 bucks, Trev. I told you she’d fuck him!”

“Wait!” You can hear scuffling, the familiar voice of Trevor growing closer. “Y/N, you fucked him?”

“I most certainly did, now pay your woman.”

She laughs, the sound of crinkled notes being handed over accompanied by a begrudging grumble. “Nah, he’s my woman now, bitch.”

“Was it at least good sex?” He doesn’t sound at all defeated, instead he’s rather eager. “Am I paying Ren Ren because you had good sex with a strapping lumberjack?”

“Does that make me a prostitute if money’s changing hands?” you ask, trying to wrap your head around his teasing.

“Someone’s a prostitute in this situation,” Lauren agrees. “It’s gotta be Trevor.”

“Why’s it gotta be me?”

“Because if you call me a prostitute I’ll kill you,” she says simply, and you can almost see her shrug.

“I’m not arguing,” he admits, leaning closer to the phone and pressing a quick kiss to Lauren’s temple. “If I’m paying you that means I’m getting laid.”

“Oh, gross,” you hurry, “not right now you’re not. I need to talk to you about the weird entity-”

He cuts you off, rushing through a quick ‘it was good talking to you i’ll see you later byeee’ before hanging up.

---

Folding your phone over in your hand, you consider your options.

Not with Ryan disappearing early in the morning, because if you’re honest, you’ve done your fair share of vanishing acts. You aren’t a child, or even a teenager, and you’ve never really been fussed about a silly game of cat and mouse. You’re not about to have your mind run in circles over a man seeing you naked, or see yourself questioning where he’s gone because, frankly, it’s none of your business.

What is your business, however, is whatever the fuck tried to get through your projection charms last night. You’ve run all the numbers, even though you’re terrible at maths, and come to the sound conclusion that every tree that’s been uprooted from the forest, frozen roots curling like agonised fingers and flung against the side of the lodge, couldn’t possibly have made the sounds.

The knocking was too consistent.

Intelligent, that might be a better word.

And besides, a tree wouldn’t leave you struggling for breath. Wouldn’t taint your body with absolute fear, every touch of the walls seeing your charms ripple with strain.

 No, it’d be pointless to argue that it was anything without a pulse.

 You do, eventually, decide that asking Ryan about it is the only option. Testing the waters and seeing where you stand, rather than diving straight into the depths of the unknown that you know not everyone is as open to accepting as Lauren, Trevor and Alfredo. Some information is better than nothing, and you make a mental note to strengthen your barriers before another night takes hold.

So instead of demanding where Ryan’s been, or prying an apology for his absence, you shoot him a quick message asking whether he’d like a drink for when you finally manage to step outside and head to work.  His response comes before you can collect your stones from the windowsill, the almost instantaneous exclamation of ‘hot chocolate!!!’ popping up in the process of crafting another message destined for Jeremy.

You swear at the way it makes your heart flutter.

---

Jon’s just as friendly as ever, chatting with the detective across the counter as Jeremy lounges in the booth he’s claimed. Warmth spills from the cafe’s windows across the street coated in ice and snow, so white that it takes on every colour splashed across it. Every step brings you close to its welcoming arms, the smell of coffee and cakes crunching underfoot like they’re compressed into one glorious scent. But the pair don’t see you, too enraptured in one another’s company, burying laughs in their cups. It’s only once you enter with the swirl of snow - of which has made short work of taking back everything the sun had thawed a day or so earlier - that they break away from each other.

“Y/N!” Jeremy greets eagerly, slipping from the booth in a stumble of limbs and a smile more comfortable than what had graced your home hours before. “Bout time you showed up.”

“It took a while to fight through the snow,” you complain, hugging him close before taking Jon into your arms. “Besides, I asked you here.”

“And here I was thinking Jeremy was here for my glorious company,” sighs Jon into your hair before drawing back, swiping the empty cup the cop had abandoned on the table.

“I’m always here for you,” Jeremy insists, following him to the register, “I swear!”

“Don’t waste your breath,” Jon laments with a fist locked in his tumbles of hair, “you’ve moved on. I can see it.”

“It’s nothing,” Jeremy rejects, looking as though he’d take the man by the collar and shake him if it weren’t for the fact that he’s now working on a second coffee. “She means nothing to me.”

“It’s true,” you confirm. “I’m an inconvenience.”

“An inconvenience!”

Jon glances over, studying Jeremy through fogged glasses before working on the milk. “I can’t take back someone that’s so mean to their friends.”

“God damn it,” he groans, mocking a glare at you.

You shrug, finally letting out the chuckle that’d been mounting since the interaction began. “My bad. I thought he’d go for it.”

Jeremy shakes his head, accepting the cup he’s offered and tossing a few coins back. “Well, I’ve always been a lost cause. Besides, Jon isn’t my type.”

“Ouch,” winces the man behind the register, looking unfazed.

“Don’t worry Jon, no one will be good enough for our dear old Inspector.” Jeremy scowls into your teasing sentiment, but you continue regardless. “Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you if I could swing by the station today and dig into some of those files.”

“Sure,” Jeremy beams, pleased to have your help. Even though you’re unfamiliar with the case, he’s eager to have another set of eyes combing through incase there’s something he’s missed. “I can bring you with me and drop you off home if you want. I’m about to head out.”

“Nah, you go on without me, I can meet you there. I’ve promised Ryan a hot chocolate.”

His face falls, mumbling his goodbyes and excuses to his feet before bolting for the exit. You watch him go, the low sulk of icy blue hair cutting the blinding snow. Out the door with an ill timed jingle and towards his car without a single bounce in his step to be found. Helpless, you attention shifts to Jon, who seems just as put out as you do. He sighs and momentarily buries a hand in his hair, pulling a face before gently removing the reusable takeaway cup from your hands and beginning to work.

“What was all that about?”

Jon doesn’t respond immediately, face squishing while he searches for the words. “Jeremy’s been having a rough time. A lot of stress in his work and personal life.”

You nod as though you understand, and in a way you do, but the fact he hasn’t spoken to you about his troubles stings when you know it shouldn’t. “Would it help if I talk to him?”

This time Jon shakes his head, sharp jerks that stop your offers of comfort in their tracks. Apologetically he smiles, frothing milk with a subtle scream. “I don’t think you being around would help the problem. It might make it worse.”

With a start your expression drops with your stomach, despair and guilt pooling around your ankles like a blanket while your vulnerable body shivers in the cold. Chewing your lip, you watch Jeremy through the window, officer finally lifting his forehead from the steering wheel and sighing with the weight of his shoulders. “It’s because I’m the problem, isn’t it? I was so excited to see him, and he was so eager I just assumed that we could be friends. I didn’t even think about the fact it could bring back bad memories-”

“No no no,” rejects Jon gently, finishing your drink before taking both of your hands in his across the counter. He bounces them, one corner of his lips pulled into a smile. “That’s not it.”

You can’t look at him, glaring at the beautiful cake display while his palms warm your fingers. “Then what’ve I done?”

“It not necessarily you,” he starts, careful with his choice of words. You look up, taking in the sincerity flooding from ocean blue eyes and the subtle quirk of his eyebrows knitting together. “It’s just, well. It’s complicated. Jeremy is interested in Ryan, and you’re kinda getting in the way of his plan.”

You didn’t think it were possible, but your stomach drops even further.

---

You don’t linger at Hay Woodworks, and that’s not because you don’t want to. The smile Ryan had thrown your way when delivering his drink was enough to make the ice encasing the town melt, and the frown that crosses his expression at your quick retreat back into the outside world even harder to deal with.

But it wasn’t these things that made it hard to stay. It’s the fact that every gust of wind rattling against the windows has you jumping when he’s around, has you waiting for the screech that clots your blood and halts your heart. The calm that inhabits his body leaves you uneasy, like the night had been nothing more that part of a routine. A regularly scheduled freight that scares the life back into someone so they can finish the week with vigor.

And it worries you. The empty ache that rattles against you ribs crying out for something in the way of answers, for him to at least acknowledge that the knocking hadn’t been normal. For Ryan to grip the tops of your shoulders and ask if you’re alright. To at least act different; shaken up or on edge. Something. Anything. But you got nothing besides the same smile that always has your heart racing.  

That’s not to say you don’t consider asking about what had happened last night. But the question that clings to your tongue remains trapped behind tight lips and a polite smile, fearful of what the answer may be. The possibility that he’ll confirm your suspicious that the howling and knocking that’d ravished the lodge hadn’t been the wind like you willed it to be.

You can’t deal with it, can’t handle the potential for ridicule for working yourself up over nothing, or idea of him telling you that something stalks through the snow storm. To save your peace of mind you leave with the question, tucking it under your tongue to keep it from spilling down your front.

It’s easier to accept his pretence of not noticing anything out of the ordinary, of not acknowledging that something had been desperate to claw their way into your home. Easier, you repeat firmly, to ignore it. Prepare, protect, but pretend that it’s merely precautionary. Pretend that every element making up your being isn’t screaming.

You’re on the path to the station in no time, following the cobblestone and stopping every now and again for the children that bolt out in front of you. You’re recognising them now, the few times you’ve seen them outside of the community garden project giving them enough courage to squeal your name as a hello while they rush about. Far too much energy for their own good, you think, waiting for a girl named Bea and her bouncing tight curls to pass in front of your knees before moving on. Enough energy that they ought to be able to share. But you don’t spare it much time, waving the group on and continuing your venture across a dusky Motbury until the worries you have surrounding Ryan fade away with the approach of the police station.

The same greeting you’ve come to expect meets your entrance, a warm gust of artificial heat and a cheery “what the fuck do you want, asshole?” from Michael. He tosses you a grin across the reception, watching you shake off the snow that’s started falling again. You hurl him the middle finger and an equally wide smile, and he beams even brighter. “You here to make a complaint?”

“Complaint?” you ask, perplexed and slightly weary.

He shrugs, still grinning. “Yeah, I imagine Ryan’s getting a little handsy at this point. I can arrest him, if you’d like.”

“On what grounds?”

“Pretty sure he cut down some trees without a permit a few years back,” Michael teases into some files he’s pretending to check, tutting and shaking his head. “He’s a menace to society.”

“The only handcuffs he’ll be in are my own,” you shoot back coyly, leaning against the desk while Michael loses himself in giggles that can only be described as those belonging to a gremlin. “I’m guessing Jeremy’s been talking about us, then?”

Michael nods, punctuating his words with a shrug. “Taking about you? He doesn’t shut the fuck up about it, and it’s not just Jeremy. The whole town practically knows you guys are gonna end up fucking. It’s kinda obvious, especially considering the way he looks at you. Not that it’s our business… unless you wanna share details. In that case, I’m all ears.”

“I’m sure you are,” you chuckle, not at all bothered by small town gossip. “Speak of the devil, where’s that little shit?”

“My little shit of a boss?” he questions, taking the widening of your smile as a confirmation. Calling over his shoulder and into the depths of the offices, you hear scuffling and a muffled yelp after his bellowing. “HEY JEREMY, THAT GIRL’S HERE FOR YOU.”  

“I have a name.”

“I know.”

It only takes a few moments of light, and eventually aggressive, banter between Michael and yourself before Jeremy stumbles into the small reception. You stop instantly, taking in the exhaustion you swear wasn’t there the last time you saw him, hair a mess of sad blue and expression so drained that you’re surprised he isn’t in a shallow grave. And although this isn’t the first time you’ve seen him so invested in his work, you know it’s getting the better of him.

He doesn’t seem to notice the pang of concern shooting through your chest, greeting you warmly and opening the door leading from the waiting rooms into the offices. Michael tosses you a shit eating grin as you pass, mumbling faintly about having a spare pair of handcuffs if you were ever to need them. You ignore him, following Jeremy and trying to keep his sleepy footsteps and slumping shoulders from bothering you. It doesn’t take long to draw to a stop, the gentle click of a door opening and a rush of cold making your hair rise, but no more so than the office itself.

The file room makes you flinch, papers stacked so haphazardly it a miracle they haven't fallen. It's painful to see the disorganisation, the cork board so jam packed that information talks over each other, and the desk drawers lined with evidence bags. And they don't contain much. A splinter of wood here and a woollen mitten there. The space screams with nerves, a tight bundle immediately forming across your shoulders and tugging incessantly at the back of your neck. You don't know we're to start, so overwhelmed that it takes Jeremy's directive hand to steer you towards the first faded brown file.

"This was the first kid that went missing," he says around a sip of cold coffee - of which you're starting to think is straight up energy drink as a substitute for sleep hidden in a takeaway cup. "And over there are all of the complaints made of knocking during the storm." He gestures to another shelf, a little more coherent this time with its coloured tags. "You're welcome here whenever you'd like. I've made sure to give you clearance with your pass. Just tell reception if you don't want bothering. Just, try not to take things home. And that doesn't mean you should live here, either."

You're nodding, drifting towards the desk and sitting. It feels... Odd. That's the best way to describe it. A feeling of routine familiarity that you haven't experienced in a long time. Still, your face doesn't give you away, the smile you offer to Jeremy seeing him return one just as bright. "Thanks J," you say, pulling the file over and opening it, "I appreciate it."

"Hey, if you can help us in anyway, I'll take it. We've got a job to do."

[wanna1things]

Undercover Agent!Yoon Jisung

i LOVE jisung SO MUCH and gjhdgfhgsjf he looks so gOOD in his teaser pics lmao gtg byeee

Genre;; uhh undercover agent!au,, fluff,, sorry if the stuff about the police and stuff is wrong lmao am not a cia agent

Warnings;; theres mention of a contract killing & hits and a bar and like,, gang stuff??

Pairing;; Yoon Jisung x reader

Requested;; nope

Summary;; You are undercover for the organised crime unit. Yoon Jisung is your prime suspect for the contract killing of a rival gang member. Little do you know, he’s thinking the exact same thing about you...

Style;; bullet point + stuff

Word Count;; 1801

im SUPER sorry;; if you’ve requested something im super busy w family stuff and work but next week im free so ill get the requests done,, this was just something i’ve had written for a while lol its basically the plot of an episode of a tv show i watched when i was in spain in august idek what it was called but it was super cute and i thought it fit jisung because?? idk i feel like his personality fits this sort of thing lol anyway hope u enjoy

you joined the organised crime unit straight out of police training and tbh you were a prodigy

you were known for solving cases in record speed and you were always effective in undercover work

you knew of someone else on the force who was just as good at solving cases/being undercover as you were

but you had no idea who they were, just that they were in the homicide unit

anyway

your unit had been following a gang for quite a while

and you’d come to know all of their members quite well

when suddenly, the guy you were preparing to arrest was killed by a contract killer

your unit managed to catch the killer and he confessed that he was paid to kill the guy by a guy within the main gang in the city

and so your unit decided,, you should go undercover

you studied up on the members of this second gang and you focused all of your efforts on who appeared to be pulling the strings even though he wasn’t the leader

this guy called yoon jisung

luckily someone else in your unit was already undercover in the gang and so when you joined he introduced you as his half-sister

and straight away you spotted jisung looking at you up and down

you knew he was a bad guy, his files said left the police force a year ago and joined the gang straight away

he was very close to the leader already and was almost like his right hand man

little did you know, jisung was also an undercover agent

THE undercover agent from the homicide unit

he kept his real name in the gang to make his story more believable,, also because he can’t deal with fake names because he’d never adjust to being called something else lol

but boy did he think it was fishy that straight after this guy from another gang was killed that you were introduced

he immediately suspected you were in some way connected to the contract killing,, probably because you had close ties to a contract killer or something

anyway

after the gang meeting where you were introduced he approaches you straight away

and you're just like wow okay that was easy lol already my suspect is talking to me try to find info;;

that's literally exactly what he's trying to do with you as well

ahhh when he starts speaking to you you realise ;; oh my god;; he’s actually super good looking lmao no don't fall in love with a criminal

he holds out his hand for you to shake it and he smiles wide and tilts his head to the side slightly

‘Hello, y/n!! I’m Yoon Jisung!!’

you take his hand hesitantly because how is someone in a gang this bright lmao

he immediately starts asking you where you’re from and stuff which is really cute because he’s listening so intently to everything you say and he seems really interested

he’s interested for a different reason lol

so you recite what your,, fake,, life history is

it’s got bits of truth in there too but your undercover identity is that you do really have “ties” to a contract killer organisation

lmao bad idea jisung is even more suspicious

but

he also thinks you’re really cute and sweet?? Like??

and he's mentally kicking himself like lmao they’re a cold hearted killer don't fall in love

and over the next few weeks you’re always put on jobs together

when you both had to go to a meeting with the head of a supplier chain he claimed that ‘the boss told him that you needed to accompany him’

your coworker later revealed to you that no… jisung requested that you went with him to the meeting

this all was a bit,, suspicious but

you accepted it because it meant you could get close to your suspect even if it was in a weird way

one day, after you attend another meeting together he invites you out to a bar for a drink

and the gang you two are in basically controls that bar lol

so you decide you’ll try to get him drunk and get some information out of him so you can arrest him

but when you get there turns out he had the same idea and you both order virgin drinks lol

anyway

you swallow your pride and ask him about the case and you find that he oddly knows a lot??

like he knows who did it ok suspicious much jisung

and he’s realising that you know who did it too,, which is also really making you look suspicious lol

but you’re also realising that under this soft light god damn is he beautiful?? Oh my god??

lmao he's thinking the same about you like god they’re so?? Evil?? But so?? Good looking??

of course its jisung so he makes lots of terrible jokes along the way when will he stop

out of nowhere he starts to talk to you about the story of his friend in the gang being killed in a hit by the gang the guy who died was from

and he was telling the whole truth, his friend was undercover with him (which he didn't mention obviously lol) and he was killed

and jisung didn't know why he was opening up to you but you just seemed so easy to talk to lol

and you could tell this thing with his friend was really eating at him like he was truly upset wow gangsters have feelings??

in the back of your mind you were thinking ok motive found but you pushed it aside because he was really opening his heart to you and he was genuinely upset and no decent human being is about to ignore someone in distress

so as it seemed like he was about to cry you took hold of his hands and held them

he squeezed your hands back and looked up

and oh my god

he was crying but it was like a hiccupy cry (you know the one)

and it was so cute because he was smiling at you as well as like;; a thank you for being so comforting

and seriously this guy is damn cute for a gangster like wow how??

but really your feelings for each other are just getting deeper and deeper and you know it's so wrong because you’re meant to be arresting each other but you know love you can't help it

soon enough you guys are pretty much partners (in crime, literally)

like you always attend meetings together and stuff,, and y'all are both close to the boss

and you can full on admit you’ve totally fallen for this weird soppy cute gangster and don't tell anyone but he's fallen for you too UH

when suddenly there's an attempt on your colleague's life, the guy who you’re undercover with

and almost immediately there's a retaliation from what seems to be your gang

something clicks inside your brain and you realise

jisung put the hit out for that retaliation

nobody died but he did it because well you’re his partner, and your colleague is supposed to be your brother so it's like the done thing in a gang lol

little do you know, he's thinking the same about you, that you put the hit out yourself because well… it's your brother of course you’re going to get one back

so that night he decides to invite you out for a drink and then he’ll arrest you because well clear motive??

and when he invites you, you also decide that tonight's the night you’ll arrest him because DAMN the evidence is overwhelming

when you both arrive at the same bar as you went to before, you both order virgin cocktails and sit next to each other at the bar

reminiscing about the past few months of knowing each other and stuff, and laughing about how dumb jisung looked when he cried (sorry jisung youre cute i love you really??)

after a while theres a break of silence

and you both reach into your pockets/bags and pick out the handcuffs inside

you breathe in and out slowly and turn to fake jisung right as he turns to face you with his hands in his pockets

‘y/n, you’re under arrest-’

‘jisung, you’re under arrest-’

‘wait, what??’

Jisung stands up straight away and hes completely taken aback like whats going on

And theres a total ruckus going on in the bar now because ok theres two policemen here?? what

Jisung quickly grabs your hand and pulls you out of the bar and down into an alley beside it

as you’re trying to recover from that shock he fires questions at you like;;; quick fire

‘What was that?? You’re police too? What unit? Why didnt you tell me? Were you going to arrest me? What for? Oh my god, my boss is going to kill me…’

somehow you find the humour in all this

like you were just about to arrest each other for the exact same crime at the exact same time but you’re both undercover agents

(pls @ police units improve communication look what you’ve done)

when he hears your soft giggles he stops worrying and just joins in laughing because

admit it

its pretty funny yall were both the best undercover agents and you just tried to arrest each other

then he realises this cute little gang member he has a crush on isn't a gang member at all and there is no reason that he can’t kiss them right now

so he does

right then and there

and of course you’re shooketh because oh yeah;; he’s not a gangster i can totally do this and not feel bad lol

and then you realise your cover is completely and utterly blown and you can’t stay undercover anymore because BASICALLY the whole gang knows you’re policemen… either that or they think you’re into really kinky stuff oo ;)

and you can see the look on jisungs face when he realises it too but

‘Cover is blown but… got to admit it was worth it’

and he leans in to kiss you again uh BLESS

after that mess of a case you join the same unit as jisung and you two become the famous undercover couple

you always go undercover together, always as a couple because a) its easy and b) you don’t even have to act

every time someone new joins the unit you take your roles as the official parents™ of the unit and you train everyone who wants to go undercover as though they’re like your child uhh cute

your picture is up in the hall of fame for agents and sgadjfg the picture is so cute because you LOOK like parents

basically you two are like the cutest and the BIGGEST undercover agent power couple

ahhhh i hope this was enjoyable to read,, i wrote it on the train when i was on holiday so yknow not the best quality of writing but i thought it was cute so!!