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Polynesian Organization Leaders

This is where I will share of who are these leaders in each of the Organization for the Polynesian side. Who were in charge of their business for the islands. Showing some info with it too.

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Taniwha Organization:

Leader’s Information:

Name Code: Taniwha

Real Name: [UNKNOWN]

Occupation:

Leader of the Taniwha Organization

In Charge of the Human and Drug Trafficking

The Wife of the Boss owning the Organization (Formerly and is a Widow now)

Background:

Before becoming the Leader of this Organization. She used to be just the wife of this business. She never questions her husband’s work since all she needs is him being a presence for her and their son. Which the man had done well.

Her family was in the gang and had put their names out there pretty well. To warn other people to never mess with them. And they even agreed with another family who are rich enough because of their drug dealing business. That’s when they decided to have Taniwha take this opportunity to marry the son of this business. And the two had gotten to know each other very well.

But little did they know that something or make that SOMEONE had got into their business and already destroyed both her and her husband’s family. And stopping the drug business. They even killed her husband right at the spot before she escaped with her son.

Promising her family and her husband that she’ll bring the business back up again and have her revenge. Which she did except for the revenge part. As soon as the business came back. Her and her son had started to work with it very smoothly. But she had received news that her son had died from the explosion of the helicopter in Australia. The place where they were supposed to deliver.

It made her anger grow so much. As she started to hunt down and getting answers of who had DARED took away the only one who she had left from her husband. And once she does find who is responsible. She will take away their family like they have taken hers.

Taniwha's Face Claim: Tatum Warren-Ngata 🔼

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Nanaue Organization:

Leader’s Information:

Name Code: Nanaue

Real Name: Nalu Kekoa

Occupation:

Leader of the Nanaue Organization

In Charge of delivering Human, Drugs and Illegal Weapons

The Son of this Organization

Background:

Nalu, or Nanaue, was the son of the Nanaue Organization. He was always so interested in taking over the business one day. Wanting to make his father proud. And always uses VIOLENCE to solve any problems. Since he believed that powers must come from Strength and Fear.

He has two older brothers. Who are also interested in taking over the business. He's the youngest one so it's impossible for him to take it over. Until his father had started to mention about one way to get the business. Is to FIGHT till the last man stands.

Nalu desperately participated and fought his brothers. Bleeding from the head all the way down to his toes but he still fought and had already ended both of his brother's life. Hearing the cheer from the audience and seeing his father's wicked and proud smile. He knew that he's capable of taking the business.

And this arena had gotten him fueled up so that he started to create illegal underground fights. Where everyone can bet on one player after another.

Nalu's Face Claim: Jason Momoa 🔼

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Tangata Manu Organization:

Leader’s Information:

Name Code: Manu

Real Name: Maaka Tāne

Occupation:

Leader of the Tangata Manu Organization

Supervisor of the Science Lab

In Charge for the Drugs

Chosen One of this Organization

Background:

Maaka wasn't like the other two Leaders. He wasn't married to the Leader of the Organization or even BORN to be one.

He was actually chosen by the leader. Who had seen his potential of creating something so unique. Maaka was actually from New Zealand but had started to have interests in taking his work over to Easter Island. Hearing some drugs that he wanted to test it out with.

He knew it's illegal to make those kinds of drugs but his curiosity had gotten to him. He started to collect as much as he could and started studying. But little did he know that he accidentally found a small package of cocaine and a bottle of ecstasy. Which he's unaware it belongs to someone DANGEROUS.

He was in his home trying to figure out about this strange package until his home was being attacked by the Cartels. Frightened that he might get killed, he suddenly met the leader of this cartel. And they saw his work laying around the place and saw his work. So they decided to spare him IF he works for them.

Maaka quickly accepted and started to work with them. Because of his potential that the leader had seen in him. They started to take him under their wings as they taught him the way of the business. Telling him that money is POWER. Including knowledge that they have so much.

This young man started to feel as if it was wrong but after working with the Cartel leader for so long. He started to change quite a bit that he finally found this place home. And the leader had passed away while giving Maaka the leadership to take over the business.

Manu's Face Claim: Cliff Curtis 🔼

So these are the leaders who are in charge of the Organization for the Polynesian Area. There are other leaders that I would like to share with you but for now. Have these tough looking villainous people for now! Thank you so much for reading this far and I hope that you enjoy of this ideas! Love ya, peles!

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MAYA:

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sun sign: eagle or quetzal/black/west

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NAHUA:

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"Self-Portrait of the Distressed Artist", Takashi Murakami, 2009.

Yesterday kicked off Asian/Pacific Islander Heritage Month. Here are performers and songs from some folks with heritage from that region:

Bat for Lashes: What's A Girl to Do?

M.I.A.: Double Bubble Trouble

Rina Sawayama: Comme Des Garcones (Like the Boys)

Cartel Madras: Goonda Gold

NRG Rising: Take Us High

Charli XCX ft. Billie Eilish: Guess

Takashi Murakami X billie eilish: You Should See Me in a Crown (video)

Norah Jones: Running

keshi: Touch

Brooke Alexx: Hot Like You

Yeek: Valencia

Horsegirl: Anti-glory

Megan thee Stallion ft. Yuki Chiba: Mamushi

Voice of Baceprot: God, Allow Me (Please) to Play Music

5,6,7,8s: I Walk Like Jayne Mansfield

Run River North: Pretty Lies

Raye Zaragoza: In The River

Parekh & Singh: Ghost

Emily Vu: Just Wait

Israel Starr ft. Majic: We're in This Love Together

Shreea Kaul: Tere Bina

Deftones: My Own Summer

Priya Ragu: Easy

MC Jin: Nobody

Raja Kumari: Made in India

Double Tiger: Rocking Time

Rei Ami: Rei Ami

King Marie: Bloom

Hyukoh: Gang Gang Schiele

Audrey English: Unapologetic

Vaishalini: In Between Girl

the Hu: This is Mongol

Dream Theater: Panic Attack

Shonen Knife: Let's Knife

Smashing Pumpkins: Bullet with Butterfly Wings

P.O.D: Alive

Jhene Aiko: Love

Mitski: Nobody

Alien Weaponry: Kai Tangata

beabadoobee: Talk

Soundgarden: 4th of July

Japanese Breakfast: Be Sweet

Yoko Ono & Plastic Ono Band: Bad Dancer

Van Halen: Panama

Boo Yah Tribe: Psyko Funk

Cypress Hill ft Gangsta Ridd: Hole in the Head

Metallica: Enter Sandman

Snotty Nose Rez Kids ft Skinny Local: Screaming Indian

Han Han ft.Datu & Hataw : World Gong Crazy

Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Black Tongue

Karen O: Rapt & Native Korean Rock

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Se han completado ya se pueden ver las bases de cumpleaños de los monitos de bts en intheseom cuando fue el cumpleaños de suga

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El As bajo la manga

Cartel anunciador del Carnaval de Candelaria 2024

Las Vegas

[suigenerisisadiva]

"Who in the house would you not let your child date?" - Feat Batsis!Reader <3

Pairing: Batfam/Batboys x Batsis!reader Content: Swearing, use of Y/N, my first crackfic lolol, I believe 'ukhti' means sister!

For my pookie <3 : @inejinn (Sorry If I didn't fulfil your idea the way you imagined </3)

Rapid shuffling of feet ... Camera aggressively pointed in Dick's face

Steph: Dick, who in the family would you not let your child date.

Dick, immediately: [Y/N] cuz she's the reason New Jersey banned nunchucks, of all things

Steph: Jason who in the family would you not let your child date?

Jason, without missing a beat: [Y/n] because she called going to an unexplored island a "light field exercise"

Steph: Timberly, who in the fam would you not let your child date?

Tim: after some thought: Oh 100% [Y/N]

Steph: Why?

Tim, with an offended expression: Because she called me "middle class" as an insult, I AM RICH THO-

Steph: Duke who in the family would you not let your child date?

Duke: [Y/N] because she uses throwing knives as bookmarks, they were diamond-encrusted too. She and Damian have a lot more in common than you think...

Steph: Dames, who in our family would you not let your child date?

Damian, not looking up from his book: Ukthi because she's unhinged.

Steph: Elaborate?

Damian: I saw her sword fighting a mirror as she felt disrespected. My child deserves the utmost love and not nightly visits to Arkham Asylum.

Steph: Cass Cass! Who in the gang would you not let your child date?

Cass: [Y/N], dangerous, seductive, wore Prada to bust drug cartel.

Steph, entering Bruce's study: Yo Brucifer, who in the manor would you not let your child date?

Bruce: [Y/N], she may be my daughter but I don't want another lawsuit.

Steph: LMFAO WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT AGAIN

Bruce, rubbing temples: She took my jet to Milan because the boutiques were "calling her name"

Bruce: Also, out of all of my children, my baby girl is Selina's favourite, which is very telling, don't, under any circumstances, don't leave them together in a room.

Steph: [Y/N], out of everyone in our family, who in the house would you not let your child date?

Y/N: None of those motherfuckers, they're all genetically predisposed to fumbling some of the baddest bitches alive.

Y/N: What'd the rest of 'em say?

Steph: Oh you don't wanna know

Y/N: I mean, for Dad it's kinda warranted, I told him "GYAT" meant "Get Your Act Together" and he yelled it at the Titans plus Jon and they all doubled over laughing and he grounded me :\, but did they actually say me?

Y/N: I genuinely bet those hoes dragged my ass, they picked ME didn't they? YOU KNOW WHAT-

Hope you all enjoyed this! Likes, comments, reblogs and requests are highly appreciated! Requests are open!

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G. Edward Griffin, author of the legendary "The Creature From Jekyll Island," outlines seven compelling reasons why the Federal Reserve should be abolished.

1) It is incapable of accomplishing its stated objectives.

2) It is a cartel operating against the public interest.

3) It is the supreme instrument of usury.

4) It generates our most unfair tax.

5) It encourages war.

6) It destabilizes the economy.

7) It is an instrument of totalitarianism. 🤔

[nelo0wesker]

Who is she? Part 2

Prequel Part 1

Armando x reader, enemies to lover.

@nobodygetsza @onlyrealjoy

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Armando looks at Mike and Marcus holding you. You were in his lap doing your nails. He looks at your arm where a scar is. He remembered how that scar formed. He kisses the scar knowing what the scar was before it was burned was a tattoo. He looks up at his father and Marcus. “Y'all really want to know how we met?” He questions them. He ignored the footsteps coming their way knowing it’s Rita, Kelly and Dorn. He turns to them, seeing the popcorn. Armando raises his eyebrow at them and repeats his questions from earlier. “So y'all really want to know?” He questions.

“Yeah I want to know how you met her! She’s a badass” Marcus says, trying to compliment you. Mike looks at you really wanting to know how you and Armando met. “Yeah, how did you meet?” He questions them. “Fine we’ll tell you” you finally talk revealing you had a Spanish accent. “It’s a long story… you're not gonna like what you here” Armando tells them, holding your hand tightly. “We met in 2018…” he says and turns to you to see if you wanted him to talk about where you came from. She nods her head and he signs. “It was mafia vs. cartel. It was a war zone” he tells him going back to how exactly he met you.

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Spain, Tenerife Island

April 15, 2018

9:15 P.M.

The sound of your footsteps were loud in the warehouse. You walk past many members of the mafia going towards the ones that were on the floor. You look down at them and look up at the empty cases that were supposed to be filled with drugs. “Where is it?” She questions them. She already knew the answer to it though but she wanted them to confirm it. “T-the cartel stole it!” The man stutters looking at you backing away terrified.

You scoffed looking at these men knowing they were lying. It’s not really what happened. She could see the remains of cocaine on their faces. “Is that really what happens to amigo? Or did you sell it to the cartel?” She questions them kneeling down to their levels to meet them eye to eye. She watches the men's eyes widen when they realize they were caught.

“W-wait wait!” The men shout as you get back out pulling out your pistol and shooting them in the head. Both the men’s bodies fell to the ground dead. She turns to the other members and points at the dead men. “That’s a lesson! Whoever betrays the mafia dies!” She yells out at them as all the men and women nod their heads terrified of her.

Y/N is finally satisfied with their terrified expression. “Clean this shit up and find those drugs!” She yells walking past them as members scurried off away from her to clean off the bodies and find the location of the drugs.

You walk out the warehouse and stop and look to your right seeing your older brother. “Ivan…” you say lookin at him as he gets off the warehouse wall and walks to you and gives you a small smile. “Hola Y/N….”. Ivan ruffles her short hair and sighs seeing the look she had. “I know… but you had too…. If you didn’t you would be hurt more or worse death” he tells her thinking about their father. “I don’t want you to die at our fathers hands like our other siblings have” he tells her, moving her to walk with him away from the warehouse.

“Father owns Tererife island. He practically owns Spain…” he tells her. “You can’t anger him Y/N. Never go on his bad side”. Y/N turns to him and scuffs. “Don't you think I know that Ivan?! We grew up in the same place! I know the consequences if we disobey our father!” She tells him upset. “I remembered what happened to Gael…” she whispers, closing her eyes. His death was so long ago she shouldn’t be fazed anymore but she was. “I remember how father killed him” she tells him and Ivan's eyes soften at her words. He knew how Gael died as well. They witnessed it 15 years ago.

“Gaels death was a warning to us Y/N. Just… don’t mess up or piss father off. I don’t want you dead like the others” he tells her leaving to go into the warehouse. He stops at the door and turns to look at her. “We leave for Mexico in 2 hours… father gave us 3 days to get the cocaine back” he tells her watching her reaction. “If we don’t… who knows what he’ll do to us” Ivan says leaving her alone to check up on the members and the progress of where the exact location of the drugs are in Mexico.

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Y/N sits in her seat on the plane. She ignored her brother putting the luggage up. Ivan sits down ignoring other passengers as he goes on his phone to check if he got any notification. “Once this flight is done we’ll only have so much time to get those drugs back” he whispers to her so no other passenger hears them.

“Ivan… what if going here is a way to escape?” She questions him, making her brother pause on what she said. “If there was a way to escape the mafia Y/N. I would have already left” he tells her. Putting in his headphones watching her rest her head. He looked at his sister sadly knowing she never wanted to be part of the mafia. None of them did but they couldn’t say no to their father. If they did. It was death.

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New Mexico

April 16, 2018 3:30 P.M.

Y/N gets off the plane with Ivan following behind her. They get their bags later. When they got their bags they took a cab to a motel.

Y/N opens the door to her room seeing weapons laid out on the bed. She looks at them grabbing the knife and strapping herself. There wasn’t any time to sleep. She dissembles the sniper and puts the parts in a bag. She grabbed the two pistols and to her holsters that were on her. She pauses looking at her tattoo on her arm making her related to the mafia. She puts on her leather jacket to hide the weapons on her and leaves her room.

She turns her head seeing Ivan leave his room as well. “Come on. We do this silently” he tells her walking past her to get to the location of the drugs. You follow behind him not prepared what will happen. “If it doesn’t go as plan we use plan b” he tells her as they walked

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Y/N was on top of a roof not too far from where they tracked their supply of drugs that the cartel took. Ivan was right next to her looking through binoculars looking inside while you assembled your sniper.

Once assembled she aims to look inside the warehouse. She was looking through the scope and paused seeing a Caramel skinned male. Ivan whistles seeing who she’s looking at. “Armando Aretas,” Ivan whispered, looking at the Latino male. “That’s who jacked us off our supply.” He tells her as Y/N looks at the male again. She stopped to admire his looks. She couldn’t stop thinking that he was actually hot.

Ivan turns to her seeing the way she didn’t have her finger on the trigger. You were just looking at the scope. “Y/N you better get over your crush on him.. well most likely have to kill him” he tells her. She looks at her brother and rolls her eyes. “Can’t I just admire?” She asks him and he chuckles. “No”. She chuckled at his answer, going back to admire Armando. Ivan smiled hearing your chuckles. It’s been awhile since he heard that from you.

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Night Time

11:15 P.M.

Y/N sneaks in the warehouse along with Ivan. She kills members of the cartel that were in her path. The place was heavily guarded. Y/N was slowly creeping up on another cartel member but was dragged away from them. She turns her head to see Armando and readies herself for a fight.

Armando looks at her up and down. “Aren’t you a beauty” he tells her dodging her attacks as she tries to get him with a knife. He grabs her wrist and immediately she moves her left arm to the inside of her jacket and pulls out a pistol to shoot him.

Armando moves the pistol away from him as she shoots. He tried to unarm her but she quickly kicked him, making him grunt. She tries to shoot him but he pushes her down making the gun come out of her hand from the impact of her being slammed to the floor. She kicks his stomach so he’s off of her and gets up. Her head turns, hearing gunfire.

She knew she needed to go so she booked it. Armando was chasing her but she got away. She pants once she got in a distance away from the warehouse.

Y/N waited till her brother came to the motel. She turns to hear footsteps and pauses seeing her brother all blooded up. “No my blood” he tells her, opening his door to his room to change. She gets up from her spot and stretches. “I’m going out. Don’t wait for me” she tells him ready to go down the stairs but Ivan grabbed her arm. She turns to him. “What I’m only getting is something to eat… nothing else”.

Ivan just stared at her feeling his phone buzz in his pocket. He reaches into his pocket reading the message their father sent him. He read the message and his heart dropped seeing what it holds. He looks at you and hugs you tightly making Y/N grunt in surprise of the hug not expecting it. Ivan hugged her tightly, not letting go. He lets go of her and ruffles her hair. “Get me something as well” he tells her. She gives him a confused look at the rare show of emotion from Ivan and nods leaving the motel.

Ivan looks at his phone and punches the wall seeing the message again. He dropped his phone and stomped on it. The cracked screen still has the message on it saying “Kill Y/N”. The screen turned off for good as Ivan felt his eyes water. He didn’t want to kill his baby sister but he had no choice. If he doesn’t he’ll most likely die and she will still die. There’s nothing he can do.

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12:30 A.M.

Y/N drives to a close restaurant walking in. She goes up to the employee. She texts Ivan to ask what he wants but gets nothing. She waited a couple minutes but still nothing. She raises her eyebrow because Ivan always answers her.

She grumbles and looks at the menu thinking of what Ivan would want. “Fuck it. I want 2 orders on number 11” she tells the worker. She hears someone walking behind her but ignores it, ready to pay for the food.

“Let me pay for that mami” Armando says, grabbing her wrist so she doesn't pay and turns her around so they’re facing each other. He gives the cashier money for the food and looks at Y/N up and down. Y/N glares at him knowing she can’t do shit to him now not wanting it bring attention to themselves.

Armando couldn’t stop thinking that she's so pretty. “Cariño you're beautiful” he tells her. He knows why she’s here. She was here to get back the supply of cocaine that he took. “You're far from home mami” he tells her. “What the fuck do you want?” She whispers, pulling her wrist out of his grip.

“Just your number mami” Armando tells her with a smirk and she couldn’t stop thinking that the smirk he did was hot. “Fuck no” she tells him turning away from him but she moves to be in front of her. “Come on mami. At least give me a chance” he asks her and she just glares at him. “No we are enemies” she tells him walking past him hearing her food is ready. She goes to grab it but Armando stops her.

“Okay at least allow me what I want to say” he tells her, grabbing the food and pauses, raising her eyebrow at him. “You're a very beautiful woman. I admire your strong will” he tells her and goes on and on about her good qualities he admires making her blush because no one had ever said that to her. “How the hell did you get all that information about me after only meeting me once?!” She asks so confused and Armando just gives her a small smile.

He didn’t answer her question and grabbed her chin seeing the blush. He so badly wanted to kiss her but knows he couldn’t because she was part of the mafia. “You don’t have to go back,” he whispers to her. His thumb grazed her bottom lip as he looked into her eyes. Her eyes were very beautiful. Honestly the first time he saw her it was love at first sight.

She moved her chin away out of his hand. She was still blushing but she tried to control it. “I don’t have a choice,” she tells him, grabbing the food from him ready to walk past him but he gets in her way again. “Please I can protect you from your father” he tells her and she pauses to look at him. “There’s no hiding from my father…” she tells him and leaves the restaurant and gets in the car.

Once she gets in and closes the door her head turns hearing a knock on the window. She rolled her window down seeing Armando. He hands her a piece of paper and she opens it to see what is inside of it. She sees a number. Y/N raises her eyebrow at him. “Call me or Text me. I’m not picky but I’ll love to hear your voice over the phone” he says in his deep voice flirting with her more making her blush.

He smirks seeing her blush and backs away from the car watching her not say a thing to her and drive away.

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She gets back to the motel and knocks on Ivan's door. Ivan opens the door. His hair wet from the shower. “You didn’t text me back, Iv” she tells him, giving him his food. Ivan opens the container to see what it was and nods liking what she got him. “Sorry my phone broke” he tells her, taking a bite out of his food.

“You’ve been gone for a while. I know it wasn’t you just waiting for the food.” He tells her. He knew his sister well. She scolds him sitting down on a chair to eat her food. “Nothing happened,” she tells him while eating her food. Ivan looked at his baby sister and sighs. “Y/N come tell me. We’re siblings, we don't hide things from each other” he tells her trying to get her to open up to him. Today would be the last day he’ll be able to spend with his baby sister. He wants to make the most out of it.

“That Aretas guy was there… he gave me his number” she tells him. She didn’t give him the details on how Armando was flirting with her. Ivan's smile didn’t go away hearing that. “You should text him” he tells her, making her stop eating to look at him. “Que?” She questions completely confused about what her brother just said to her.

“I said talk to him Y/N” Ivan repeated himself eating his food. “You like him-“ he says but she tried to deny it but he kept going. “He obviously likes you back so talk to him”. Y/N looks at her brother in shock on why he’s acting like the way he is now. Something was off and she doesn’t know what. “Ivan, are you okay?” She questions him watching him set his food down and get up going up to her and hugs her tightly.

He backs away and yawns. It was a fake one and he stretched. “I’m tired,” he tells her. He watches her get up to leave the room to go to her own. He gives a sad smile watching her leave.

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Y/N walks into her room with her food in her hand. She was no longer hungry and put it in the fridge. She takes off her leather jacket and puts it on the chair. She grabs a towel and clothes to take a quick shower.

She walks in the shower after taking off all her clothes. She gets in putting shampoo in her hair thinking of how strange Ivan was acting towards her. She washes her hair and then washes her body.

She walks out the shower wrapping a towel over herself. She dries herself and puts on her pajamas. It was just a tank top and shorts. She walked out the bathroom to the bed grabbing her phone. She sighs looking at it and then looks at her leather jacket and grabs it. Her hand goes inside the pocket grabbing the paper with Armando's phone number on it

Y/N pauses looking at the phone number and types it in her phone and sends a quick message of saying hey. She didn’t even get it to sit down when she quickly got a hey back.

Armando was laying in his bed smiling when he got your text. He couldn’t actually believe you texted him back. He kept texting you back as you did the same with him. Messages go on in the night between the two. Certain things this man has said in these texts makes you blush cause you couldn’t believe how bold this man was.

Y/N chuckles lightly blushing how much this man has complimented her. He was a sweet talker. She’ll give him that. She couldn’t believe how well they hit it off.

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April 17, 2018

9:51 A.M.

You quickly get up hearing a knock on your door. Y/N grumbles seeing her door open revealing Ramon. She quickly gets up seeing the oldest in the family here. She didn’t know he was coming. Ivan walks in going past Ramon to get to you.

Ramon looks around the room ignoring his two younger siblings. He didn’t look at you knowing you're gonna die today. He never had a relationship with you or Ivan. He gave up on that relationship a long time ago when Gael died. He remembers the look you had on your 6 year old face after seeing Gaels death. You had the look of hate and despair. It’s a look he could never forget. He knew you hated the family but you never showed it.

“Get dressed Y/N are leaving soon to get our drugs back” he tells her watching her get up and go to the bathroom to get dressed. He looks at her bed and sees her phone. It lights up and he goes and picks it up to see who messaged her. He didn’t get to see it because Ivan took it away from him. “It’s bad enough we have to kill her. Let her have this… she’s only 21.” Ivan says, his voice cracking a little. “She likes him. Don’t yell at her or anything” he tells him as you come back and Ivan hands her her phone back. They left the motel to plan on what to do

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The next time Armando and Y/N met it was night time. There was a whole fight between the mafia and cartel. The fight between the two was bloody.

Y/N pants looking at Armando. She was bloody from the fighting between them. So was he. Armando looks at her panting as well. He heard a shatter and turned his head seeing the floor engulfed in flames. Someone must have poured gasoline on the floor. He saw many bodies burn.

Y/N takes his distraction as a chance and hits him hard in the face making him back away from her. Armando's hand was on his face and he looked at her “that wasn’t nice Mami”. He dodges her punches and throws a punch at our stomach making her double over in pain. The fire quickly spreads around. The smoke thickened in the air making it become hard to breathe. She chokes and coughs at the lack of air. She was struggling to breath and he noticed that.

While they weren’t paying attention someone had aimed a gun at her and shot. Y/N coughs up blood and looks to her right to see who shot her and her heart drops seeing it was Ivan who shot Ramon watching them dragging Ivan away. His eyes were watery as he backs away and leaves the building. She yelled out in pain as the fire got to her arm and it started burning.

She was about to fall to the floor but Armando quickly goes to her and catches her from falling and taking out the fire. Holding her close. “I got you” he tells her, picking her up as she coughs up blood. Armando picks her up bridal style and leaves the burning warehouse.

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Armando had saved Y/N from death. Bandaging her bullet wound that her brother created. He questioned why her siblings would betray her like that.

He sighs watching her sleep and gets up but pauses seeing the tattoo on her arm. He looked at the tattoo, noticing it’s a flower with a knife going through it. It was the mafia symbol. His eyes hardened looking at that tattoo. “I thought the mafia was about family?” He whispers out not noticing how she was awake.

“Not my family” she grunts out trying to sit up. Armando immediately pushes her back down not wanting her to get up. She looks at him and grumbles letting him put her down. “Why save me?” She questions him. He looked her in the eyes. “I don’t know.. I just couldn’t allow you to die. I just met you yesterday but I couldn’t bring myself to watch you die” he tells her honestly. He gives her a small charming smile that she couldn’t look away from. She blushes at his smile and grabs his collar with her uninjured hand. She pulls him down and kisses him.

Armando eyes and he kisses back. He wasn’t expecting you to kiss him so easily and early but he ain’t complaining. He backs away once the kiss is over and smiles seeing her blush and looks away.

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Present day

“And that’s how we met” Armando tells them, holding you as all of them were in complete shock. “You know I expected you to meet her in a coffee shop. Not her being in the goddamn mafia!” Marcus tells him, looking at you in complete shock.

Mike looks at her. “It explains how well she can fight and defend herself with little to no help.” Mike says as Marcus whispers in Mike's ear. “Man, that's gonna be your daughter in law! Don’t piss her off” Marcus says and then turns or you see your dead ass stare at him making him gulp.

She smiles at him. A slow smile. “Armando, I don't like that smile. Mike!” Marcus says getting up and leaving the room, making you confused. Mike looks at her. “He’ll come around eventually” Mike tells her. He turns to her and starts asking her about herself. He might as well get used to the concept that you might be his daughter in law.

Rita, Kelly, and Dorn were still in complete shock. “I’m not gonna question it” Rita says watching Mike talk to you. She looks at Armando. “He likes her and she hasn’t done anything to us yet so I think we’re good” Rita tells them, getting up as the other two do the same. “Remind me to never piss her off” Dorn says walking out the building with the other two women following behind him.

Armando smiles seeing how well Mike is accepting you as his girlfriend. He loves how you seem to get along with his father. You didn’t have a problem talking to him.

[meimei-archives]

SEEK & DESTROY:: LAP 1🏁

WARNING:: slow burn, harsh language, multiple sex scenes, depictions of death, guns, arguments, fight scenes, drug and drinking consumption, street racing, angst, fluff, almost everything to the plot of obx is irrelevant in this fic.

SUMMARY:: Rafe Cameron an undercover cop with his partner Topper Thornton; are sent to bust ran by one of the biggest street racing rings in outer banks; only to be driven on a wild goose chase and falling for a girl.

TAGLIST:: open (comment or send an ask)

The smell of dark coffee and warm fresh ink on printing paper made Rafe’s mouth dry as he swallows hard and adjusts his tie in the uncomfortable wooden chair seated in front of his fathers desk in the rather spacious office that was located in the very back of the police department. Topper didn’t look any better than Rafe; practically wearing out the sole of his shoes as he twists his shoes against the old carpet roughly.

“So, boys. We have a problem that was sent down from the CIA” Ward starts and immediately Rafe’s face screws up in confusion. “The CIA?” Before his father can elaborate the words spill from his lips. “There’s a cartel moving around on the Island, we got a lead on a a guy named Barry Russo, mid 20’s, last real job he had was with the local water supply company.” Rafe’s face scrunches even more.

“Barry has ties to whoever is running this cartel. He runs a car shop where he runs those cars filled with drugs and all kinds of shit. After moving whatever is in those cars he uses them for street racing. Not too long a raid happened in the Bahamas in a garage where it was discovered that these cars were sent by Barry and were being filled with drugs and being sent back” Ward says and it makes Rafe scramble his thoughts.

“Street racing on the Island?” Topper finally speaks up and it makes rafe turn his head slightly glance at him. “How come we’ve never heard about it and we live on the Island?” Rafe asks and it makes Ward frown “Because it’s happening on the cut at night. Those back streets are from what i heard is where this is all going down” he slides over two files to the two of them and it makes Rafe sit up.

Looking through the files he see’s a list of names of repeat offenders who all have a foot in on this whole street racing and cartel connection. “and what are we supposed to be doing?” Topper asks and it almost makes Rafe sigh. “Those racers on the cut around your ages, it’s more believable if we send the two of you. I just need you to move in dig around get proof” Ward says as he began to dig through the small bowl of Candy as he loudly began to unwrap the candy.

Rafe was having a hard time taking his father seriously, after Sarah had become estranged from their father she had disappeared from their lives their father slowly became less and less of a respectable man. “Proof of what? The racing and drugs?” Rafe asks as he scratches at his eyebrow while his eyes flitter down to a photo of a garage willed with different imported cars with all kinds of enhancers on them.

“For the most part the CIA isn’t betting on every street racer will be locked up so don’t bet on busting everyone. But we need you to get close to Barry find a way for him to trust you and the second you gather enough information you report back and we get him and whoever he runs with and we get them to talk.” Ward sounds stern; and Rafe knew that his father’s words were the law.

“So this is bigger than street racing, we aren’t looking to book 50 people because they were racing around the block over the speed limit, This operation they have us doing is bigger than just Barry Russo but in order to shut down this cartel business we need to gut them from the inside out” Ward says as he points to the file in Rafe’s lap.

“You’re going undercover. The CIA is sending down a budget for cars and equipment. Don’t fuck this up. I’m vouching for you two especially seeing as your rookies and your my son” he looks over at Rafe with an expectancy in his eyes that swirls something deep within the pit of Rafe’s stomach that’s unsettling.

“We got this, alright? It shouldn’t be hard playing hot wheels and talking to a guy who’s most likely to tell on himself by bragging” Topper shrugs and that’s when Ward slightly tenses “I would say its that easy, but the last three agents that were sent in have ended up in body bags. I need you two to be smart and not fucking around” Ward sits up in his seat.

“You two are needed here, don’t forget that.” He pipes up and it makes Rafe’s hand shiver slightly. “What’s our way in? We can’t just show up randomly and start racing.” Rafe reasons and Ward nods in understanding. “Connections. A rogue agent was sent in a while ago, they called in a favor to get you guys a way in. You meet him tonight. They will give you burners, a temporary place to stay on the cut and you will get everything you need before then” Ward explains before standing from his chair.

“I trust you will be responsible and do what you need to do in order for this to stop” Ward says ending the conversation at that making Rafe stand in response “We will. Don’t worry about us” Rafe says and he doesn’t know why he could barely believe his own words. He knew he was in over his head but regardless he was going to do what he was asked of him and earn the respect he had been aiming to get the few months he had been on the job.

Leaving his father’s office with a cotton mouth and palms slick with sweat, Topper followed behind him with a smug grin “We’re going big time Rafe, why aren’t you smiling?” Topper said clapping a hand on his shoulder making Rafe shrug him off with slight annoyance. “Because this is suicidal” Rafe rolls his eyes and it makes a crease begin to twitch between Toppers brows.

“You seemed so sure we had this in the bag in front of your dad; what happened to that energy?” He walks shoulder to shoulder with Rafe now as they walk out of the doors and get in Rafe’s patrol car. The warm air that blows through the open windows as they start to pull out of the parking lot onto the busy roads.

“I’m. Trying not to stress him out. He’s been irritated with me since i busted that guy who was jacking cars” Rafe roll his eyes as they move deeper into figure 8. “I mean you did crash your car into a few cars and it came out of the budget” Topper winces making Rafe shake his head “That’s besides the point I got the criminal did i not?” He asks as if he was offended.

“Fair” from the passenger seat as he looks out the window as the sun begins to set the orange hues that filtered over the town, a sense of intensity behind them “You think we can actually do this?” He asks not ripping his eyes away from the passing scenery of the beach as people surf.

“I’m not saying we can’t. I just think my dad is putting all of his marbles in one basket and banking on us. This isn’t car chases, or petty theft. I mean sure; we’ve taken down drug rings around here but its not anything compared to a fucking cartel that the CIA are looking into” Rafe reasons, the anxious voice in the back of his head was clogging his thoughts and speaking for him.

“You don’t have faith?” Topper then turns to look at rafe looking at his side profile he looked slightly pale, his eyes more frantic as he looks around the street slowing down at a stop sign. “Look, regardless of if we bust them or not we have to do this. All I’m saying is that this is hard ball, whatever happens; we don’t do anything without telling the other. We need to have each others back from here on out or we’re royally fucked.” And Topper leaves it at that the silence that follows until Rafe parks his car on the curb of topper’s house.

Rafe looks down at his phone checking his messages “My dad said pack your shit, I’ll pick you up at 9 bring it with you and we’ll go down to the station.” He looks up to Toper who takes off his seatbelt and opens the door with a nod. “Got it.” He mumbles before he gets out a closes the door giving him a small nod goodbye before he unlocks his front door and disappears behind him leaving Rafe with his thoughts and the sound of his engine rumbling.

Rafe goes straight home and packs his bags throwing them in his trunk, Rafe tried to reason with himself to look on the bright side but he couldn’t get past the danger he was purposely putting himself in. Being a rookie and within the first few months of doing parking tickets and maybe every other week a car chase; Nothing to this degree had ever fallen into his lap like this.

When night had fallen Rafe had picked up Topper like he said he would and making it back down to the police department heading to the meeting room they had been told they would regroup in. The men and women in office wear intimidating upon first glance, Rafe and Topper sit next to Ward who pats Rafe on the shoulder.

“We got 2 cars so you slip in undetected. We have burner phones that only make calls, texts, and emails; you can send pictures in texts directly” An older man says sliding two clunky black phones. These were the kinds of phones Rafe and Topper would find on drug dealers in the outer banks.

“Tonight w just need you to go in and make an impression on Barry, one of his friends, or a racer” He pointed to the white board that displayed pictures and cars of Barry and his racers. “We touch down and you make connections. You won’t be wearing wires so i need you guys to listen closely and be careful what you do or don’t listen to” He guides both Rafe and Topper through the works, what they’ll be doing bfore giving them a meeting point and time before guiding them to the parking garage where they had two foreign and eye catching cars almost like the ones that they had seen in the pictures from the files they had provided.

“Where did you find these cars?” Rafe asked as he walked over to the yellow and black Nissan GT-R r33 covered in stenciling of dragons along the doors. “We’ve confiscated a few cars and used them when we send agents on the job” The man responds looking at the two cars that had all kinds of enhancements on them that he would rather not talk about.

Topper looked like a kid in a candy store as he looked at the bright blue car he picked, his fingers run across the hood. In the moment Rafe had a small smile on his face until he looks up to see the agent looking as if he wanted to say something and it makes Rafe look at him oddly as if he were waiting for the older man to speak.

sighing and pushing back the gray hairs that had fall from the slick back style it was supposed to be in “Can either of you drift a car? Or even race?” he asks and Rafe slightly pouts his lips as Topper’s smile grows. “Rafe isn’t racer or anything but usually when we’re on a chase he can work in traffic and he knows almost every short cut on this Island” the blonde gamer son excitedly which makes Rafe roll his eyes a bit.

“And you?” Topper’s upper lip curls against his teeth awkwardly before Rafe huffs out a small laugh “He isn’t the best driver, but I think with Toppers determination he can hold his own in a race” Rafe says as he pops the trunk to the car and tosses his bag in before slamming it shut and watches as Topper does the same.

“Be careful, if you need to pull back do it. But if you get invited anywhere by someone racer or groupie; you go. It could be a lead” He nods sternly stepping back “You got it boss” Topper pipes up as he rushes to the driver seat obnoxiously making Rafe just shake his head at his partners failure to read the room. “Good luck” He says before turning away and taking his leave.

Rafe gets in his car and puts his keys into the ignition with a deep breath as the engine purrs to life shaking him utterly to his core. The both of them slip undetected from the department driving off the familiar and peaceful side of the island they had both been so familiar with. Setting up their new place at a small apartment above the repair shop they would be using as a cover.

Rafe sat on the lumpy mattress in his new dingy apartment for who knows how long as his duffel bags littered the floor Rafe stares blankly at his wall debating his choices as his heart hammers in his chest. At any moment Rafe will have to get in his car and drive head first into something he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to escape from; and it terrifies him.

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 140 (Rafa's Loyalty)

Though he left to reap two souls in other parts of Simlandia before their arrival, Grim was back to meet the Landgraabs' jet at the Sulani airport before leading the way to the shack where Ash had been held captive. The place had become an active crime scene, so Felix, Lilith, Rafa, and Melissa were all still around to answer questions - even though the story they'd given the Sulani police force was a ruse.

They'd rehearsed until sunrise, because the Landgraabs were too well known for a tale of time-travelling kidnappers to remain off the news. Not even Malcolm's own network, Simlandia National, would resist throwing their reporter and his family to the proverbial wolves over such sensational headlines.

But once Ash was safely reunited with his family, Felix cleared his throat as he glanced nervously toward Rafa. The man's cold, empty stare had eased somewhat, but not entirely. "Are you ready to tell them what you told me before sunrise?" wondered Felix cautiously. "The cops are done here for now; they can't hear you."

Rafa frowned, but with a fitful nod he started talking. "We told the cops it was hitmen, and they nodded along like they knew exactly who we were talking about. I killed them in self-defense and they said no one would press charges, but the hitmen were hired by Marco, the man with the tattoo on his face who grabbed Ash from the park in San Myshuno yesterday."

Conrad frowned as he recalled a name from the police database. "Ximena's known associate, Marco Peralta? He's been off the grid for years. No one knows where he is."

Rafa nodded. "He looked a lot older than the last time I saw him a few years ago. The tattoo on his face is new. I knew he'd recognize me so I told him I knew Ximena was in prison, but I was still on her side. I told him whatever he was doing, I wanted to help him. When he realized he'd landed in Sulani, and when, he called some hitmen he'd worked with out here. They're into smuggling kava on top of taking out people for money or working security, but they keep the islands for themselves. No Los Tigres, but still no wonder the cops didn't want to open an investigation into their deaths, I guess."

"No one's visited Ximena since she got booked at Brindleton Prison," Conrad insisted. Rafa exchanged nervous glances with Felix, Melissa, and Lilith before taking a deep breath.

"Marco used a remote or something to send him and Ash ahead ten years so he could give the boy to Ximena. In the future. I asked why, and Ximena told him she needs him for something, but he got paid and said he'd jumped before, so he didn't ask any more questions."

"Jumped? What do you mean 'jumped?'"

"Time travel. A little over a decade from now, Ximena's free and still trying to destroy your life. This time, she wanted to hit when you'd least suspect it and wouldn't be able to pin it on her, knowing she's still got some time behind bars and no calls logged in her prison records. But he said the remote snapped and the travel didn't work, sending them here where he had to wait for someone to bring him another one to try again. He said he'd called about it and expected the replacement pieces in a day or two."

"From who?"

Rafa shrugged. "He didn't get that far before we got back to the shack."

"Marco told you all of this before you killed him? Did he say who was sending it?"

"The officers took his phone into evidence before they moved the bodies," explained Felix, adding with a hopeful lilt, "They seem fairly competent, so it should get logged correctly."

Rafa nodded, a pained expression dragging over his sharp cheekbones. "I know you'll never stop asking me, but I changed my mind. I'm going to turn myself in," he announced quietly.

Conrad's stomach lurched, a torrent of emotions racing through him as Rafa's lip curled to speak of his sister. "Ximena saved me from Selvadorada because she knew the cartel kidnapped kids, and now - or years from now, I guess - she's still after her enemies? Taking kids and working with time travellers! It's insane. She'll come after me, you and your family...She'll come after Mel. I can't let her do it. I'll tell law enforcement everything I know that she's done. I'll face my charges, too. I don't want to live on the run for the rest of my life."

"I know what Felix told you about the possibility of no jail time, but there's no guarantee-"

"I know."

Conrad wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace, relief washing over him as he realized this would finally be over after almost five years. "Thank you. For that, and for tonight. It couldn't have been easy..."

Rafa looked away quickly, shrugging it off with just as much speed. "It's fine. They probably would have killed us if I didn't do it first."

Heather glanced at the man Conrad cared for like a brother, replaying in her mind everything she'd thought of him in the years since she'd learned of his existence. None of those thoughts mattered now he'd saved her son, and she offered him a warm smile.

"Conrad and I will do anything we can to convince a judge to be lenient. I'm more grateful for what you did for Ash than I could ever express."

Rafa nodded. "You're welcome. Once I sell out my sister, Conrad will be the closest thing I have to family. I didn't help Ash just for me."

Heather smiled. "If you're like family to Conrad, you're like family to me. Thank you."

For close to five years, they'd all kept Nancy Landgraab in the dark, and Ash's grandmother fumed as she surveyed the shack with Geoffrey and Malcolm. "How dare they not mention this to me? Now that girl with green hair is trying to convince me her boyfriend is an innocent man. A wanted member of a cartel! If I had any idea a cartel was causing problems for my grandson, I would have increased security."

"Of course you would have," Geoffrey agreed. "Try to stay focused on the fact Ash is safe. We're going to take him home."

"No, we're not, because Malcolm handed over custody without a fight when Ash was a baby. Before Conrad and his past ever became an issue...And those Watcher-awful men kept poor Ash in this squalid place!"

"I know you've been holding this in since we boarded the jet, but it's still not the time, Nancy."

Outside, Ash was already smiling. "Can we stay for a holiday and climb up to the mouth of the volcano? I shouldn't have to go back to school so soon after being kidnapped!"

"Sorry, but school's a safer place for you right now than the mouth of a volcano," Conrad reasoned. "Besides, your mom has a doctor's appointment in a few days."

Ash looked to his mother with confusion as she patted her stomach. "Yesterday, Conrad and I found out we're having another baby."

"You are? Really?! When!?"

"About seven months from now."

"Wow! By then we'll have Captain Whitaker, too, and you'll have the new clinic! I hope it's a brother this time!"

Heather and Conrad smiled. They were headed for a busy year, indeed, but the impending stress meant nothing compared to their jubilation that Ash was okay.

With a wave of gratitude for his unearthly helper, Ash sent Grim off to continue his work reaping souls.

Time travel, and these new revelations about Ximena, were a problem for another day. For now, they just wanted to go home. ->

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BONUS: Heather full on side-eyeing me for inserting Malcolm at the last minute because I forgot him initially. 😂 In my defense, he didn't even meet Ash until he was a year old by his own choice, and I had to force him to visit via his domineering parents.

[anotherprocrastinator]

introducing: 420!reader

+18

420!reader who’s a known supplier around the island.

420!reader who likes to humiliate kooks when they come to buy her stuff, overcharges them and sometimes scams them

420!reader who has a little crush on a certain pogue costumer. she dresses up, wears her perfume when he’s coming over and even adds a little more of what he’s buying. yknow, to be nice

420!reader who is the only pogue that can bribe the authorities, blackmail and extort them. that goes for some kooks too

420!reader who uses her balkan accent to scare people and make them believe shes from some cartel mafia or something. and sometimes it works

420!reader who has heard about the pogues’ journeys and is dying to join them in their next one

420!reader who aspires to be like griselda blanco.

420!reader who is barry’s worst enemy. ever since she showed up his sales dropped and left him wondering whats so great about her weed that made people stop buying coke

420!reader who likes listening to gangster rap&trap

420!reader who has the most insane ins and connections to help her when shes in trouble.

420!reader whos gonna do whatever it takes to get to know her crush better.

[indiweb]

宿儺 、 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 ◞ 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐀.

shopping spree antics ⋆ ryomen sukuna

꒰ྀི՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ྀི . . . you’re out on the town with your boyfriend for the evening , bothering him with your nonsense. ── est relationship. fluff. suggestive. / hc / © 𝘀𝘂𝗸𝘂𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲. ᐢ..ᐢ

dreypunte. there’s an age gap , reader being in her early/mid twenties while sukuna is in his late thirties. >.<

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" let me just buy , ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀the entire store. "

⭑ bimbo reader. that some how got thee ryomen sukuna latched at her fucking hip. like full on if he saw any other male species even staring in her direction , he’d slaughter their entire bloodline.

" mira , papito , es tú favorito. "

⭑ bimbo reader. who was merely supposed to just be a piece in his extended checkers game. though , somehow became more with every interaction he had with her ; a tethered fire brewing in the depths of his core each glance he shot her way.

" ay que lindo , you know you love me. "

⭑ bimbo reader. is sukuna’s entire world. when she’s with , and without him , he has eyes on her at all times. never once taking any chances with her life. he’d risk hurting his own self before hers.

( ryomen sukuna 𝓍𝓍 bimbo reader )

⭒ cartel!sukuna. wasn’t one to enjoy being out and about. he hated being away from his scheduled plans. but, if it meant he got to let off some steam and spend the evening with you, he’d push aside his negative feelings and embrace the warmth of your multilayered arms snuggling into his as you wrapped them around his forearm.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. had a guilty pleasure of smelling the perfumes you were indecisive about buying, secretly imagining how you’d smell as he stuffed you whole, his head delved into the crevice of your neck just so he could engulf you entirely.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. loved resting one of his large hands along the skim of your shoulders, whilst his other kneaded at your clothed ass. you never minded, of course. your focus far too enthralled by all the adorably cute clothing pieces you picked out so diligently.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. adored when you pouted at him any time your favorite item was no longer in stock. because that was usually the time he took to pinch both of your cheeks as he gave you a small lecture about waiting for it to return. even though you both knew he’d send his men to search earths ends just to find it for you.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. thoroughly enjoyed your little fashion shows. especially since your style consisted of cute little tight fitted clothing that flaunted all of the curves he cherished deeply. and, always seemed to barely cover you ass anytime you gave him a spin, the man struggling to contain himself in such a high end store.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. knew that you knew what you were doing. he knew that you only did it so he’d give you a “lecture” about it later, at home. specifically in bed with your face buried so deep into the pillows and your raw ass being pounded into oblivion.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. gave you everything you wanted. no matter the price. not like he even spared it a glance, he had enough money to cure world hunger. but he was far too evil to do so, unless your precious self asked him with that doe-eyed expression he fell victim to religiously.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. who went to your home country with the intention of taking it for his own, some of the small gangs there owing him big bucks. but, ended up leaving with you around his waist and giving the island the wealthiest economy in the carribean.

⭒ cartel!sukuna. that wants to marry you, but overheard you one day expressing your dislikement of the idea. you weren’t a fan of marriage, it felt controlling. so, he settled with staying as your boyfriend until you said otherwise.

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. *. ⋆ subnotes. if you couldn’t tell already , this au is based in puerto rico ૮꒰ྀི つ˘ `⸝⸝ ꒱ྀིა

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﹙⠀𝓢.⠀﹚𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄⠀𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𑇓 ⊹ ᳝ ࣪ mature discretion advised. all rights reserved. do not plagiarize or steal works. ✧ ִֶָ ، !

[tshost]

one day ill do a finished piece instead of having them sit in The Void™️

Heres my Concept of a plan for a post-post island squared au. heh! (???) ok.

in totality its just a horribly inbred mess of those before me that cant breathe because its snout is too short due to generations of selective breeding, but its okay because theyre women….❤️🎈 i dont know im tweaking off of a watermelon alani right now and the cartel is in my closet and theyre about to tackle me and flay my face. ciao

jacks outfit was heavily based off of this Twiggy photoshoot i adore but she kind of just looks like Kelly Severance : ^ 1

I was thinking shed be a model but i dont know yet. ralph probably shot herself or took a nap in her car in her garage with the engine running and jack is mourning weird theyre weird and i dont KNOW YET GOD. handshaake with carbon monoxide STUPID. ignore ignore ignore. not even gonna bother tagging this Sorry this sucks never drawing them again ever

[easternmind]

The weird and wonderful history of Kowloon as a digital interactive space - Part I

The Kowloon Walled City was one of the most emblematic locations in Hong Kong due to its irregular, fast-paced and largely ungoverned growth within a minute parcel of land. During the occupation of Hong Kong Island by the British in the mid 18th century, the Qing authorities surrounded the area with walls, turning it into a strategic position from where to closely inspect the foreign nation's covert activities. Almost a century later, during World War II, the area was seized by the Japanese, who tore down the walls and repurposed the stone for the construction of a nearby airport.

After the war, China would eventually regain possession of the city, though the disinterest of local authorities in addressing its increasing social disturbances placed it in a downward path to a state of utter degradation. By the 1970s, Kowloon had become the epicentre of Hong Kong's criminal underworld, dominated by a handful of its most vicious Triads.

Towards the last years of its existence, the ancient settlement was as a precarious heap of concrete, sheltering nearly half a million people within less than seven acres of land. Cultural and political changes in China made it increasingly difficult for this urban anomaly to remain unaddressed. In the late 1980s, an action plan was put together aiming to relocate its inhabitants and reconvert the real estate into an inner-city park. Stories about residents refusing to leave their unsafe and unsanitary homes were featured prominently in newspapers, baffling readers all over the world. Once the single most densely populated area in the world, this enclave was an architectural aberration whose disconcerting aesthetic influenced numerous works of art in different fields of creation; including a small yet consequential number of video games that briefly reference or prominently feature this abominably transfixing space.

九龍島 (Kyu-Ryu-Tou) - Starcraft - 1986

The year is 2025. An arms dealer escalates the tensions between East and West by developing a genetic weapon in a secret base at Kowloon Island. The United Nations react by sending in their best man, Jamie Starr. Unrelated to the Walled City itself, the first game to be located in the Kowloon peninsula - and indeed include the name as a part of its title - is this obscure turn-based RPG, Kyu-Ryu-Tou for the NEC PC88 and FM-77 machines. The game is a sequel to Shangai, released the year before, featuring the same protagonist. Starcraft would also go on to produce a third instalment in 1987 named TO.KY.O. Clearly there wasn't much regard here from the developers part for geographic accuracy, as Kowloon is depicted here as being an island. While Hong Kong's southern territory is composed of an actual island, all the different areas named Kowloon are located in the mainland.

Riot City - Westone - 1991

One of the most shameless specimens among a relatively long list of Final Fight clones, Riot City contains subtle references to Kowloon, though never referring to it by name. Curiously enough, the PCE port, renamed Crest of Wolves, refers to Kowloon directly in one of the cutscenes. Two narcotics detectives are assigned with the mission of dismantling a cartel running a crime-ridden located in fictional Riot Island. This recurring yet geographically nonsensical notion of Kowloon as an island comes up here, yet again. The final moment of the introduction sequence for this minor Sega arcade success shows both protagonists approaching a tight cluster of buildings whose source inspiration is quite unmistakable. Because Westone maintained ownership of most of this production's intellectual property, a later port to the PC Engine entitled Riot Zone was made possible with the help of Hudson soft. Kowloon's Gate - Zeque - 1997

Reviving the Walled City through the lens of cybermystic surrealism, Kowloon's Gate is a dense, daunting adventure masterfully capturing the slum's dark and narrow recesses. This 1997 Japanese Playstation exclusive spans across four discs of unparalleled full motion 3D CGI spectacle, alternating with real-time 3D dungeons brimming with outlandish characters and concepts deeply inspired by Chinese history, geography and cultural traditions.

Ironically, Zeque managed to embed the theme of Feng-Shui, the ancient geomantic art seeking harmony between the individual and their surrounding space, into a story set in the world's most historically untidy district.

SaGa Frontier - Square - 1997

SaGa Frontier takes place in a solar system named The Regions, composed of multiple inhabited worlds for the player to explore, each with its different degree of civilizational development and culture. One of these planets goes by the suggestive name Kūron. Its pervasive neon light signs, food stalls, makeshift cabins and rooftop scaffolding instantly evoke the memory of China’s so-called city of darkness.

Shadow Hearts - Sacnoth - 2001

Shortly after the release of Koudelka, Sacnoth's initiated the development of Shadow Hearts, the first episode from a cult RPG trilogy exclusively designed for the Playstation 2. In good Japanese fashion, the game proposes an anachronistic yet visually suggestive depiction of Kowloon, portraying its architectural style and degree of decay as it existed in the late twentieth century, despite the fact that the game's events take place during the nineteen twenties.

Just as noteworthy is the almost complete absence of any inhabitants, which inadvertently make this portrayal of the quarter eerily reminiscent of the state in which it was found circa 1993 or 1994, as local authorities brought the long, arduous eviction project to a close.

Shenmue II - SEGA AM2 - 2001

Shenmue II exhibits the most complete and period-accurate video game representation of Kowloon to date. While more recent games featuring this area may represent a number of its aspects with the aid of improved visual fidelity, none features it with such depth as this masterpiece of masterpieces. More than mere background decoration, Kowloon exists in the Shenmue series as a crucial, climacteric element of its modern epic narrative.

It is a well known fact that Yu Suzuki and his team conducted extensive research of the region so as to achieve a result that impresses even to this day. It must be noted, however, that they have similarly taken a fair share of creative liberty when converting the area to best align with the themes they wished to explore. Further reading is required for a more complete context in this regard, namely how this area ties with an early Dreamcast tech demo design which fans lovingly named Tower of Babel. Ostensively, technical limitations did curtail the degree of precision in which the surrounding area could be replicated. The aerial view from the cutscene in which Ryo Hazuki arrives on location places Kowloon at an imaginary degree of elevation over surrounding vegetation. In the year of 1987, during which the game is set, the actual enclave stood perfectly levelled with a myriad of other modern buildings, undoubtedly more than could be reproduced under the circumstances. These trifling considerations aside, Shenmue II entirely succeeds in capturing the vibrant life and mesmerizing beauty of the destitute and decayed urban agglomeration, in a way that it was deemed entirely impossible at the time of its release.

For reasons entirely related to per post content limitations imposed by Tumblr, this article will be continued in PART II.

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África

Propuesta para cartel anunciador del carnaval de Ingenio 2024.

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i'm sick and bored!

so here's another celestial dojo jaune build but this time I gave myself 1000 character points to work with and one free random roll. there will be no further rolls on the celestial dojo all improvements will come from in universe abilities. AU the grimm do not exist, instead it is the darkness in the hearts of men that hunters must strive against, the world of remnant is a post great war world where the color revolution and faunas wars happened at the same time leading to the utter collapse of civilization. five kingdoms remain,

Vale: the last monarchy, a place where knighthood and chivalry still finds a home. the king is elected from one of the noble families every ten years, knights are trained warriors who preside over a single settlement, while new colonies are popping up banditry and harsh weather or bad harvests can and will wipe them out leading to only a few knightly houses remaining. still any who wish may take on huntsmen training and take up the noble calling of a knight after graduation.

Atlas: the industrial powerhouse of the world, it is a city state with mandatory military service for all people, it is in a constant guerrilla war with menagery. it's tech is quite literally a century ahead of everwhere else though. minstral: the land of mercenaries. the entire state is essentially made up of mercenary companies who fight against or for cartels sometimes at the same time. minstral itself is a neutral territory where discussions of business can happen without risk of death for the negotiators. as a result the city effectively controls the continent but has very little power. vaccuo: vale's southern neighbor is in an interregnum lacking a royal to sit on the throne constant wars between the nomadic tribes of the desert and the Shieks over water keep them from uniting as no one has the spare men to expand their influence. menagerie: recognized as a kingdom in it's own right the island nation does have to deal with terrible PR as pirates and the White fang a faunas supremacy group are pretty much all they're known for now. making international trade and alliance all but impossible. now the royal belladonas seek to remove the white fang and pirates seeing them as a relic of the past. this of course is not going down well. you'd think in a world with no grimm things would be safer but no, with aura still a thing all it takes is some random jerk with a strong semblance and everyone's trying to take over the world. bandits are common outside the city walls and only other aura users can stop them. in this world of bloody evolution can the flower of chivalry bloom? or has the world fallen too far?

jaune's traits:

Breathing Style (400 CP) "The bread and butter of a demon slayer, the breathing techniques. You may choose any breathing style you like for any level or you can create your own on the same level as described, they don’t need to be for swords either, and note that all the higher levels can be reached by training. Post-jump you don’t need to breathe in order to use them if you do not require air to survive.

Hashira: The highest position of a demon slayer, usually gained by killing at least 50 demons or killing one of the 12 moons as a kinoe(the highest normal rank of demon slayers). You have reached the pinnacle of what a normal human is capable of with your breathing style, able to easily cut through scores of demons easily and take out the lower ranked moons without much effort. Your body is much stronger than the previous option, so much so you could be faster than the eye could see, and you may have even developed techniques of your own that no one else knows, but the most notable change is in your stamina, being able to go through extremely harsh training for weeks or even months straight. " Hanma (300 cp) "A lineage genetically predisposed to excel in all matters of violence, growing stronger with each battle. The quintessential Hanma bears the title of “World’s Strongest Lifeform”. Monstrous beasts, modern armies, and even natural disasters kneel before his physical might.

Those of the Hanma blood tend to develop demonic imagery throughout their body, such as the skull, back muscles, and even the brain.

For 300cp, you are a true heir to the Hanma name. So long as you continue to challenge yourself, you may catch up to masters with decades of experience in a few years, and the Ogre’s power may very well be within reach."

Steel Trap Clarity (300 cp) "It's a sad fact, but traitors and spies are lurking everywhere. Their hands forced by blackmail, willingly becoming a double agent from bribery or falling to good old fashioned brain washing. Not you though, absolutely not. Upon purchase, you become excessively resistant to traditional forms of corruption, mystical forms of brainwashing and everything in between. Something with mind-boggling power may still be able to put you under its control. Most of the threats to your morals or sanity in this world are just out of luck. Additionally, you will always be able to keep a clear idea of your personal principles, meaning you won't stray off of your path on accident."

(Free roll) Blessed by the Sun God (600cp) You did not awaken with the Demon Slayer Mark, you were born with it. Ever since you were young you have been stronger than most, and you only grew stronger over time. Because the mark is so deeply engraved into your body, it has undergone a change from the normal version, making you even stronger than it would make others along with a great increase in talent. Your Transparent World has gotten to the point where you can see individual blood vessels and sickness in people while also slowing the world down even more along with your thought processing being even faster. Most importantly, your Red Blade is much more potent, not only causing wounds to heal at a snail's pace for those with extremely fast regeneration and taking even more energy, but the wounds will continue to burn long after they have been healed, which will always leave nasty scars. Finally, those you train with will slowly be able to awaken their own marks, though only the first version.

how would you write this version of jaune? here's my idea down below

jaune's family in this universe have an instinctive grasp of violence, one they bury under the laws of chivalry to be able to function in this world. while most simply use aura the arcs developed this bodies first only unlocking the aura of their children after they've mastered the breathing forms. the increase in strength and speed is about what you would get from unlocking your aura and their natural physicality makes them stronger than most low level huntsmen anyways. jaune was unique born with the sign of the rainbow on his back he's always gotten combat and an instinctive grasp of how the human body works. but as a result has been isolated from the common sense of this world, lacking any idea of what aura is or how it works. not knowing what a huntsman is in relation to a knight. (knights are assigned a territory to watch over huntsmen travel around) and not knowing about modern tech and who the players are in the world. (doesn't know about weiss or pyrrha) people tend to view him as a blunt instrument. in reality his mind is far sharper than any would give him credit for. he's just a purpose built item, a sword among axes and hammers. he asked to be sent to beacon not to learn to fight but to actually learn to be human outside the shadow of his family. but can he hold back the instinctive call for violence that runs through his veins?

how would you write this world? how would you write this version of jaune ignoring my idea for it just above. also any thoughts on how things like the silver eyes would adapt to having to handle human enemies? my thought was it visualizes aura helping the silver eyed warriors not only empathetically predict their enemies abilities and next attacks but also what their semblance is. as well as giving a strong boost to their aura when feeling strong positive emotions.

@howlingday @weatherman667 @heliosthegriffin just something i'm doing while i'm too sick to actually do anything. lemme know what you would do