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doin some sick and wicked skateboarding tricks would solve a lot of problems for me rn and would also totes kick ass *does a kickflip and then ollies the fuck out* (also im chillaxed to the max so its not like i have a lot of problems, but w/e)
#its not that i have a lot of problems#a lot would be just solved#even those which dont exist#the problem bank would take a fucking anti-problem loan out of my coolness attribute after id pull some wicked shit to pay up on their debt#cause they got debt in problems#and sometimes when you dont have enough coolness the problem bank gives you problems#but if you do a sick powerslide going down a steep hill then your problems in the future disappear#and also problems of yous from parallel universes disappear#you just emanate with a fucking anti problem chilled to the max aura across the fabric of spacetime#solvin everybodys problems#yoo this kinda a#cool fucking rant#skateboarding#so yeah id have zero problems then#fucking cool as fuck#shoutout to any homie who read allat#those tags becomin long as fuck#so yeah if you read everything above this point you a real one my homie
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anyways 30 really does indeed Hit Hard so if i gave any advice to anyone itd be to think about your life like youve just gone back in time, time travelled to 5 years ago. pretend ur life got worse in the future but you got to go back, what would you have changed 5 years ago? what was the biggest problem you had 5 years ago?
is the same stuff still a problem now?
#like 5 years ago my biggest problem was that i didnt have a job or money and lived with ppl i didnt want to be around#5 years later i do have a job and live alone and am not around those ppl#so thats something to feel good about!#a problem back then has been solved#so a helpful thing for me is to just go down a descending list of Problems I Used To Have#and start at the top to see if theyre still a problem and then go to the next one#so the next one after that would be my health and thats what i need to focus on next year#bc that was a problem my entire life chronic issues tht i just ~mever got arouns to fixing#but now doing that will greatly improve my life so#for anyone not yet 30 lmao you have time#another thing is to think of it like the debt payment concept where you pay off the smallest payments first#so think of like the smallest fixable problem and fix that then go up the list#but for me i know that so many of my snall problems are caused by the bigger problems#so fixing the small ones wouldnt really help me personally all that much so i do the opposite and by fixing that one big problem#soooo many of the little things just literally dod magically disappear#bc they werent the source of my problems they were just side effects of the big stuff#but i understand that most ppl wont be able to go after that one big thing so soemtimes working on smaller stuff helps first#it just depends on how you feel these things are caused by or if theyd be gone if you fixed something else
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just had the most pleasant customer service call of my life trying to, once again, deal with the guy who used to have my phone number
#this time it was his health insurance#i think#not entirely sure bc i dont use that service#but thats what it looked like from the brief time i went on their website to find the customer service number#immediately got connected to a person once i got past the auto sort stuff#like i mean zero wait#the person was real nice#and for once i didnt have a hard time understanding someone over the phone#i got put on hold three times but like maybe total 5 minutes#they were like really polite#and actually solved my problem (hopefully)#im gonna be honest im not totally confident this awful annoying guy isn't gonna find some way to pester me again#but even if the customer service rep didnt actually solve the issue they at least tried#so yippee#if u dont know the guy who used to have my phone number apparently didnt tell anyone he changed it#or he died#but i dont know cause the weed texts and scam calls about my (his) debt being forgiven only mention his first name
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im so tired man
#my brother literally eats fucking everything and i only have scraps leftover bc we have no money for groceries#he has like $15000 in the bank and i eat one meal a day because i dont want my mom to stress out as much abt groceries#he's wasted $7000 on equipment for a job he doesn't have but god forbid i ask him for $5 so i can eat lunch for the 1st time this month#i want to scream and cry and break shit#if he's going to act like this why should my mom pay for all his shit#he doesn't chip in on groceries he doesn't pay for his own insurance or phone bills#dad pays his car payments#he has a fucking college degree but no student debt bc dad got him a full scholarship#he won't even cook dinner for himself he woke mom up while she was dealing with a migraine to tell her to make dinner#he is turning 22 this month and he still acts like a spoiled teenager#im fucking tired of him telling me to just 'buy something' when i have a problem#oh sure let me throw my nonexistent money at the problem caused by my lack of money#awesome idea dipshit#im just so cold and hungry and tired all the time#and im tired of living like this#it's bad enough he's exacerbated our money problems but then he has to make fun of everything i do#i feel like a bug under a microscope and i hate it#i want him out of the house i want what little comfort i had here back
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You think the Zone has its version of Comic Con?
Like? Think about it. You have literally all of time to work on it, your Magnum Opus, your life's work. That DREAM comic. All the supplies you could ever wish for. Endless paper. Endless ink. You can practice and practice for CENTURIES until it's JUST right.
Wouldn't you want to share it?
There are definitely Ghosts who have Obsessions that make them collect.
And two people meeting would lead to a group. Lead to a bigger group. Lead to a large group. A gathering. A crowd even. Eventually you need a Lair to meet IN. It becomes An Event.
People hear about it.
Want to bring other art mediums. Food stalls. Report on it. It grows. Shoot offs start happening. Niche meet ups.
But like?
Unlike comic con? It's all FREE. Sure, you might have fork over the ecto to make your copy. And yeah, weaker ghosts can only do that so many times. Will have to prioritize. But? They can come back after leaving for a nap. Ask a buddy to come with. There ARE work arounds.
Just? Imagine the unbelievable HIPE? Danny would feel? But be unable to TELL anyone about? Zone Con happens several times a year! Cause so many people wanna come. The Zone being infinite, after all.
Problem 1? They're using THEIR standard of a "year". Which is actual 5 earth years. So it's only happens every year and a half for him. And Problem 2? He can't even TALK about how excited he is about Z Con with anyone (outside his friends and family) because they haven't heard of it and might Ask Questions.
It's ALSO held in a part of the Zone that's like? Three days of flying away from the portal. And no amount of begging is gonna get any of his loved ones to camp in the Speeder for around six-ish days just to go to a Con.
So you can imagine his DELIGHT. His utter JOY and *Target Spotted* "!!!" Noise, when? In the crowd? He spots A HUMAN! Hi fellow human!!! Omg, wanna be Con Besties? *doesn't even wait for an answer*
So now? This sad, blonde, deeply lost and kinda alarmed, trench coat dude? Is Danny's new Z Con Going Bestie! You got a map yet, bestie? No? That's cool, he has one. By the way, he has human food in the Speeder if you nee-
YES!
Cause, see, here's the THING. John? Lost to the Realms Infinte. Or Infinte Realms. Translation was iffy... and on fire... like the rest of the building. It was him or the kids those psychos had kidnapped, for what fucked "ritual" the voices in their heads, that THEY thought were demons but frankly he's pretty sure was just feedback from-
Look, doesn't matter, he had to choose. He always knew someday he'd have too. That even twisting Luck and talking fast wouldn't quite be enough. And he had to decide, in that moment, which outcome mattered more to him. They get out safe, or he does.
Wasn't much of a question, was it?
So, there he is. Staring down oblivion and all those debts unpaid. 'Bout to see who's gonna come for him this time, and take what left of wretched soul. When? He bleeds on the FUCKIN two-bit crap circle they squiggled in God only knows what. Remembers that "oh YEAH, set dressings!" Sometimes when you focus too hard on insuring a Good Outcome?
You weird weird as shit byproducts happening on the side to balance it all out.
Or BAD ones.
He wakes up someone fucking green and crowded. For the life of him can't tell you which one it is. And THAT was of course, bout two days ago.
Biggest and most immediate problem? He... does NOT recognize what flavor of magical fuckery this is. Doesn't seem Fae. And doesn't smell like Hell. There are... there are honest to God BOOTH BABES hanging around. Hunks too. The view is LOVELY.
And nerdy.
Very, very nerdy.
But he isn't THAT out of touch. So he should recognize SOMETHING. Or at least the languages. But nope! It's like aliens and magic had a nerd baby and dipped it in GREEN. And the worst thing? Is there is food everywhere, but it all glows and John's not stupid enough to eat it.
Then? Sweet merciful fuck. Salvation! Some teeny bopper Barely No Longer Teen fresh faced INFANT of a Hero kid. With a SHIP. Who has FOOD and a clear idea of where they are. Hello~ John's new BEST FRIEND. Yes. Absolutely. Con Buddies, whatever.
Just feed me, kid.
Only? Once he inhales like 5 "Fenton rations"? He only gets half way through introducing himself before getting interrupted. Kid hears "magic" and "occult Detective" and just? Goes "oh! So you wanna check out the magic Ally with me? Sam wanted me to pick up some witchy stuff!"
..............how magic?
(In Which? Constantine becomes Danny's interdimensional Con buddy)
@the-witchhunter @hypewinter @hdgnj @mutable-manifestation @lolottes @nerdpoe
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I think people are quick to assume I have money and I come from money cause I'm a white girl with an internet job but nah. I grew up really poor cause my dad was always in debt and my mom couldn't work because of heart problems. They were both on welfare basically my whole childhood. My mom still is. Forget about birthday presents, I didn't even have a lot of clothes that fit me that didn't have holes in them, lol. Any job I could take as a minor would've just reduced how much welfare my mom got. The reason I have so much student debt is cause taking a loan was the only realistic way for me to get an education. The fact I was able to make ends meet with streaming has been incredible, my standard of living has basically never been higher. But now that I'm living alone I gotta start thinking about how I'm gonna pay that debt off.
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Neighbours.
~ gif not mine credit to owner ~
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Summary: Bucky’s moved next door to you and your children, your children wants to play matchmaker.
Word count: 7,322
Warnings: fluff. angst (only a tiny bit though) children being adorable. reader nearly takes her finger off/blood. mention of a dead beat dad. Bucky being the cutest. Alpine being the cutest. swearing. mention of health insurance problems? I’m British so if I’ve gotten it wrong just…leave me alone. small mention of financial issues/being in debt.
Masterlist
Opening the door to the apartment you shut it again, opening slowly before repeating the action a few more times, sighing in defeat that nothing had changed you took in the sight of the once cleaned apartment that now looked like a bomb had hit it.
Toys laid out on the floor, your daughters toy prams laying on their sides with the baby dolls hanging out of them, legos scattered around, broken crayons laid amongst the chaos.
“Kids?” You called out as you removed your coat.
“Oh…hi Y/n the kids are next door” Poppy your kid’s babysitter says as she pops her head around the corner.
“With Ms Hopewell?”
“Um no the new guy”.
Your heart stopped. The apartment next door had been empty since you and the kids moved in to your apartment two years ago, hearing that there was now a tenant living there didn’t bother you what bothered you was that it was a man who was alone with your children whilst the babysitter was-
“What was that?”
“They, um their next door” Poppy replies quickly.
“No I got that bit but what I want to know is who just coughed?”
“I-it’s my boyfriend-“
Oh your day just kept getting better and better.
“Get out. Your sacked”
“B-but Y-“
“No. Tell him to put his shirt on and I want you both to leave my home. Now”
The regret of not listening to Marina the mum of your daughters friend who had warned you not to hire the sixteen year old babysitter was hitting full force but at the time you was desperate and in need of a babysitter so you could work. Now you felt foolish that you gave her the benefit of the doubt, just for her to think it was acceptable to bring her boyfriend who you did not know into your home and to allow your children to be next door with a complete stranger.
Not listening to Poppy’s excuses you told her one more time to leave as you went next door where you could now hear your children’s cheerful voices.
The front door to the apartment was open, calling out for your kids where you heard them running towards you.
“Momma”
“What the hell do you think you two are doing? How many times have I told you not to talk to strangers.” You scolded despite seeing them okay and well.
“Mr Bucky isn’t a stranger momma” Cora your daughter says sheepishly.
“Mama” Jasper your son - the youngest out of the two - laughs as he pulls on your shirt.
Before you could reply to either child you hear soft footsteps coming towards you.
“I’m sorry Ma’am-“
“You can’t just let strange kids into your home-“
You cut yourself off when you look up. Not expecting a six foot, built like a brick wall yet looked soft oddly enough man. His bright blue eyes shined through the dimmed hallway, brown hair long enough to be pulled up in a bun that sat low on the back of his head, with a few strands of wavy hair framing his handsome face.
“Momma Mr Bucky has a black arm and it’s cold!” Cora giggled pointing at her left arm.
“Cora!” You scolded, apology on the tip of your tongue before this Mr Bucky laughed.
“It’s true, I do have a black arm” And that’s when you notice it.
“Momma guess how he lost it? Guess, momma guess” Cora jumped around on the spot causing Jasper to do the same.
“I-umm I’m not sure sweetie”
“He didn’t eat his veggies and his arm fell off!” She laughed “he told me and Jaspy that we have to eat all our veggies so it don’t happen to us” her eyes widened comically.
Looking up at the man who you assumed the worst of as he stood there with his arms crossed and a huge grin on his lips making his eyes crinkle.
“It’s true ma’am”
“Mama kitty” Jasper tugs on your shirt again, taking your eyes away from the man to your son who was pointing at a ball of white fluff as it came trotting over “name kitty mama”
“Her names Alpine-“ Cora tries to correct.
“No name kitty” Jasper pouts causing you and the man to laugh.
“You’re very right, her names kitty” he smiles softly. “By the way I’m James, well everyone calls me Bucky” He holds his right hand out for you to shake.
You tried to ignore the way his hand was warm, calloused yet soft, shaking his hand. “I’m Y/n”.
“It’s nice to meet you. And listen I’m really sorry that I had your kids in here, um they were outside in the hallway-“
“Excuse me?”
“T-they were outside” he points behind you “I had just came back from the store when I saw them, um Cora said that Poppy had a boy inside and they were told to play in the hallway” He winces as he scratches the back of his neck.
“It’s true momma. They were kissing” you grimaced and the anger you felt for your now former babysitter increased.
“Cora said you was at work and at the time I didn’t see the harm in letting them in to my apartment b-but now I see I did the wro-“
“No no no, I-thank you.” You cut him off, feeling slightly ashamed for overreacting.
“It’s okay, they’re great kids.”
“Thank you, I best get them back so I can feed them. I’m sorry if they caused any problems for you” you smiled, finally stand whilst picking Jasper up and placing him on your hip.
“They didn’t cause any problems, don’t worry. Bye Mr Jasper bye Miss Cora”
“Bye bye Mr Bucky and Miss Alpine” Cora waves already leaving.
Jasper just waves, his thumb sliding into his mouth.
“Bye Bucky”
“Bye, oh um Y/n… I would wash the bedding, the bedroom closest to this wall if I was you” He says grimacing as he knocks on the wall to his left.
Your bedroom.
“Great. Just great, thanks for the tip”. Giving him a tight lip smile you give him an awkward wave and walk back into your home.
“I-I’m sorry Y/n please just give me another chance” Poppy begs.
“Absolutely not. Now I want you to leave”
“But I need this job Y/n please”
“You told my children, the same children I pay you to look after, to go and play in the hallway so you could have sex in my bed! Oh don’t look so shocked, I found the used condom on my floor - thanks for that. Now don’t come back”
“Wi-will you give me a referen-“ You slammed the door in her face.
The audacity of this girl.
“Mama kitty” Jasper catches your attention and sure enough there’s Alpine walking around in a circle around your two year old.
“How did she get in here?” All you got in response was Jasper sticking his tongue out out you. “Let’s get her back home yeah?”
Now here came the tricky part, did you pick her up? Or just open the door and pray to a higher power that she didn’t run off?
You really hoped that she wouldn’t run off as the thought of chasing after a cat exhausted you but picking up the cat wasn’t your fan favourite either, from thirteen years old you’ve had a fear of touching cats after the neighbours tabby dug his claws into your skin and clung on for dear life.
“Okay bubba I need you not to move, I’ll be right back okay” great parenting leaving a two year old home alone, you scold yourself. Running out of the door and rapidly knocking on Bucky’s.
“Hey, Y/n are you okay?”
“Alpines in my apartment and I’m scared to touch cats so… come get her”
“Shit. I’m sorry I don’t know how I missed her getting out-wait did you just say you’re scared to touch them?”
Rolling your eyes as he chuckles “don’t laugh it’s a real phobia”
That has him practically crying. “So you’re afraid of cats?”
“No, I just don’t like touching them unless they’re asleep-stop laughing!”
“I’m sorry doll- hi Mr Jasper, come on missy you’re scaring our neighbour” he laughs as he bends down to pick up the cotton ball of fluff.
“I’m not scared of her!”
“Whatever you say doll, whatever you say”
“It’s-“
“A real phobia I know” winking at you “where’s Miss Cora?”
“At her friends for a sleepover so it’s just me and little man tonight” even though your daughter is two blocks away, you couldn’t help but miss her and mainly worry despite knowing she’s safe.
“That sounds like fun, I’ll see you”
And just as he’s about to cross over the threshold Jasper interrupts him. “Kitty stay”
“No baby kitty has to go home now”
“No kitty stay mama”
“Not tonight baby”
Here comes the waterworks in 3…2…1…
Jasper burst into a fit of tears, throwing himself backwards kicking his little arms and legs out.
“Kitty stay” he stutters, it breaks your heart hearing him cry like that.
“Ma-maybe if it’s okay with you Alpine can stay for a bit? I don’t mind honestly and she’s great with kids” Bucky offers and at his words Jaspers tears start to cease.
“Yeah umm yeah that’s okay with me” you say smiling lightly at Bucky.
“Behave missy” he tells the cat who’s trying to jump out of his arms, and once she’s free she runs over to Jasper rubbing herself all over him that he starts giggle at her fur tickling him.
“Once he’s asleep just knock on the wall and I’ll come and get her-“
“Stay” you blurt out instantly feeling the heat warm your cheeks “th-that’s if you don’t have anything better to-“
“I would love to” he smiles.
And so Bucky and Alpine join you and Jasper for dinner and some cartoons.
You was sitting next to Bucky on the couch when he taps your shoulder and nods his head in the direction of Jasper and Alpine, you couldn’t help but take your phone out and taking a picture of the two cuddled up together, fast asleep.
Months had passed before you had even realised. Bucky and Alpine spent most of their days now at your apartment, which you couldn’t complain as you now had another adult to talk to.
You had just left to go and get something from the store leaving Bucky alone with the kids. Jasper was playing with his toys with Alpine whilst Bucky and Cora was sat on the couch together.
Everything was good until.
“Momma doesn’t have a boyfriend” Cora told Bucky causing him to choke on his drink.
“Oh…”
“Do you want to be momma’s boyfriend?”
“I erm I’m not sure why?”
“Momma will make you happy, she makes me and Jaspy happy and she makes us dino nuggies for dinner and she reads us bedtime stories and makes sure there’s no monsters under the bed”
“Really?”
“Yep she would do that for you too if you was her boyfriend” the six year old put her hand on Bucky’s left arm as she told him.
“I’m not sure Cora…”
“Why not? Do you not like my momma?”
“I do sweetheart but it’s just a little bit more complicated than that”
“Momma said she likes you, I asked her. You can make her happy and she’ll make you happy. I don’t want momma to cry anymore”
“What do you mean?”
“She cries at night when she’s in bed but she doesn’t know that I know. If you be her boyfriend she won’t cry anymore”
Bucky knows Y/n cries at night, due to his enhanced hearing he can hear her. It pains him to hear her sobs until she’s eventually cried herself to sleep.
The knowledge that Cora knows it happens too makes his heart hurt. She’s six years old and all she wants is her momma to be happy even going as far to ask him - the ex brainwashed assassin who’s over a hundred years old - for help.
And the way she’s looking at him doesn’t help.
“So… will you think about it?” Cora asks when she doesn’t receive a response.
“Yeah I’ll think about it”
Five minutes go by.
“Have you thought about it?”
“Not yet”
“Okay”
Another five minutes go by.
“Now?”
“Still thinking Cora”
Jumping up from the couch when he hears the door come open he jogs over to help you with the shopping.
“Hey, thanks you’re a lifesaver” sighing in relief as the bags are released from your arms.
“No problem”
“Did they behave?”
“Yeah, well apart from Miss Cora” he winks at Cora as she comes over.
“No momma it was Mr Bucky that was naughty”
“Why what did he do?”
“He ate all the cookies and didn’t let me have one” she pouts.
You had to stifle the laugh from coming out as Bucky’s eyes widen and jaw dropped open, gasping dramatically at the claims.
“Y/n it was the other way round! I swear”
“No it wasn’t momma I have witnesses” holding her one finger up to you she runs back into the living room to get the witnesses. Bucky stands there with his arms crossed and lightly tapping his foot.
“They saw it happen” laying her dolls down on the counter she looks at you then at Bucky with a smug smile.
“Y/n whatever they say it’s a lie!”
That time you couldn’t hold the laughter in any more.
“You two…” shaking your head.
Seeing a grown man arguing with a six year old and her toys about them being liars makes you laugh even more.
Later that evening Cora says goodnight to Bucky and Alpine, you hear her ask him “have you thought about it now?” Causing your eyebrows to furrow.
Walking him to the door you ask “what was Cory talking about before she went to bed?”
“Oh nothing doll, see you tomorrow”.
You was in the kitchen cooking dinner when the knock at the door had Cora running straight towards it.
“Hi Mr Bucky hi Alpine”
“Hello Miss Cora”
“I’m a princess today”
“I see, hi Princess Cora” he chuckled.
“Hello, would you like to come into my castle?”
“Yes please, thank you”
Their footsteps got closer towards you, turning round you saw Alpine run past jumping straight on to the couch where Jasper was sitting.
“Momma Mr Bucky’s here” she told you before going back to the living room.
“Hi Bucky”
“Hey, so Cora’s a princess today then?”
“Yep. That’s her fourth dress change since she came home from school”
Chuckling as he sits down on the stool he watches you move around the small kitchen. “Do you need any help?”
“Oh no I’m fine, how was work?” You asked.
“It was fine just the usual, Sam being a pain in my backside”
“Fair enough” you laughed “hey um Bucky I need to ask a huge favour, you can say no okay so don’t fee-“
“Doll ask me”
“Remember you can say no, okay? But I have to work tomorrow as someone’s off ill and it’s Saturday so I was wondering if it’s no issue for you to look after the kids for me?”
He doesn’t even think about his answer as he answers “of course, just tell me when I should come over”
“Really? Oh Bucky you’re a lifesaver, I’ll have to pay you next week if that’s okay?”
“No absolutely not Y/n, I’m not going to take money off you”
“But I can’t ask you to look after them for free”
“Your not, I’m not taking money off you doll and that’s final”
He gets up off the stool and moves into the living room, you hear him tell the kids that they’ll be spending the day with him and the kids cheering.
Ever since you sacked Poppy you’ve been struggling, luckily your boss has been understanding that you need to work certain hours however the hours you now work is way less then what you use to, tomorrow will be the day you work longer that five hours.
Ms Hopewell from next door normally looks after Jasper but since it was the weekend she didn’t need to, plus her daughter was taking her out for the day-
“Shit-fuck goddamnit!” So lost in your thoughts you didn’t realise how close the knife was to your finger that was until you felt the sharp pain and warm sensation of blood trickling down your hand.
“Shi-shoot Y/n are you okay?” Bucky comes running over stopping when he see the blood.
“I’m fine-is it suppose to hurt this much? It really hurts”
“Doll we need to get you to the hospital”
“No, no it’s fine I’ll put a plaster on it-can you hand me the first aid kit from the cabinet”
“Y/n you need stitches-“ He attempts
“I can’t. I don’t have insurance anymore” you mutter.
“What?”
“The kids have but I had to give mine up so I could have insurance for Jasper. I can’t afford to pay the hospital bill Bucky”
You’ve never been ashamed of the fact that you couldn’t afford treatment for yourself it was just one of those things, your kids or you - it was an easy choice. There’s only ever been one time that you slightly regretted that decision and that’s when you broke your ankle just before you moved into the apartment, it had healed fully after nearly a year of being broken and the only time it affects you is in the winter or when you stood up to fast.
You knew he was right about needing to get stitches as you was pretty sure you could see the bone - you couldn’t - but you couldn’t help the shame that crept into your veins admitting it to Bucky that you couldn’t afford to pay for said stitches. The thought of getting another letter with big bold red letters telling you that you was in debt made your heart pang with fear.
Despite the pain in your finger and the cramp that was starting to seep into your hand you was still not going to go to the hospital.
“I’ll pay for it doll. Come on let’s get it sor-“
“No absolutely not. I’m not your charity case Bucky, just pass the first aid kit over and I’ll put a plaster on” You snapped. Instantly regretting it when you see Bucky’s eyes go sad.
“I’m not saying you are Y/n but a plaster isn’t going to do anything doll, I honestly don’t mind paying please just… just let me help you out”
“I can’t Bucky okay, I just can’t ask you to do that for me.”
“Okay. Okay how about I take you to my work place we have a doct-“
“What part of I can’t afford it don’t you understand?”
“She’ll do it for free! If you could stop interrupting me for one second. Dr Cho will do it and she won’t charge I promise.”
Nibbling on your lip as blood splashed down the counter you started to shake your head.
“I can ring her now and ask her to come here if you want?”
“I-will she?”
“Of course give me a minute” he steps away to ring the doctor. “She’s on her way” he comes closer and helps you wrap your hand in the tea towel.
“Bucky, I’m really sorry for snapping I-“
“Y/n it’s fine okay. Cho’s on her way she’s nice and she’ll fix your finger”
“Momma what happened?” Cora goes pale at the sight of blood.
“Momma had a bit of an accident Princess Cora, can you go back to Mr Jasper and Alpine for me?” Bucky says before you had the chance.
“Okay but is momma okay?”
“Yes sweetheart she is, don’t worry”
Cora looks at you waiting for confirmation and when she gets a smile and a nod she runs back to her brother and Alpine.
“Thank you Buck-shit it’s really stinging”
“I know, she should be her-“ the knock at the door cuts him off, just before he walks off he kisses you on your forehead.
Hearing him talk to the doctor your fingers lightly grazed the part where he had kissed, a small shy smile made its way on your lips.
“Cho this is Y/n, Y/n this is Cho”
“Hi it’s a pleasure to meet you, James said that you’ve injured your finger?”
“Hi, and yeah I-I wasn’t looking at what I was doing and sliced myself” awkwardly lifting your hand up that now had dry blood on your arm.
“Hi Miss who are you?” Cora comes over with her hand on her hip.
“Hello I’m Helen”
“Hello Helen I’m Princess Cora, that’s momma, Mr Bucky and over there is Jasper and Alpine”
Helen curtsy’s at Cora making the six year old giggle “It’s nice to meet your family Princess Cora”
The implication that Bucky was apart of your family didn’t slip your notice and by the look of Bucky’s face it didn’t him either, neither one of you said anything to correct her though.
Cora walks off once again and Helen turns her attention back to you, unwrapping the towel she turned to Bucky telling him what she needed out of her medical bag.
With him distracted you looked at Helen “I-I can’t pay you so it’s okay just to put a plaster on it, it’ll be fine in a few days”
“Don’t be silly I’m not charging you” she says softly. “Thank you James, Y/n this might hurt but I’ll try and be as gentle as I can”
It was weird because it hurt until Bucky held your other hand. Strange.
“All done, if it’s easier for you I’ll come back here in a few weeks to remove the stitches”
You thank her once again as Bucky walks her to the door.
“You okay?”
“Yeah I’m okay. Bucky I really am so-“
His lips cut you off. Said lips being attached to yours.
“Stop apologising, it’s my turn now - Y/n I’m really sorry for that” he says once he’s pulled away.
“Did you not like it? Was it bad?” You panic, it was your first kiss in over two years to you it was magical but not to him as he apologising.
“God no doll, to both questions. It’s just I should have asked first-why are you smiling like that?”
“C-can I have another one?”
Bucky chuckles just as his lips gently touch yours again.
A week after nearly chopping your finger off and having not one, not two but three kisses with Bucky, he knocked on the door and let himself in like you told him to do.
“Hi Buck”
“Hey doll, where’s my two favourite people in the world at?” Pressing a kiss to your temple.
“Jaspers down for a nap and Cora’s in her room, Buck she’s upset”
“Why? Who’s hurt her?”
“One of the girls in her class is having a sleepover and invited all the other girls in the class, apart from Cory”
Your heart breaking again remembering how sad she looked coming out of school, normally she was all smiles and talking a thousand miles per hour, filling you in on what she had done that day but not today. It wasn’t until you got home where she finally broke down in tears.
“When?”
“Tonight, apparently all the other girls knew and was told not to tell Cora”
“Is her friend going?”
“Abbie? No she’s in a different class so she’s hasn’t been invited either”
“Give me 20 minutes and I’ll be back”
“Where are you going?”
“It’s a surprise doll” he winks before kissing you and leaving.
And sure enough twenty minutes later he was walking back through the door. This time he had two bags in his hands.
“Bucky?”
“Me, you and the kids are having our own sleep over and it’s going to be way better than that snobby-“
“She’s six Bucky”
“And? She didn’t invite the best girl to her sleep over so there for… she’s snobby”
Shaking your head you couldn’t help but smile as he pulled different snacks and drinks out of the bag onto the coffee table.
“So I’m thinking that we’ll make a pillow fort, watch movies and eat snacks and I’ll order us a pizza from Cora’s favourite place?”
Every fibre in your being was screaming at you just say those three words but you couldn’t, not yet at least. You and Bucky wasn’t even dating all you did was share a few kisses, it’ll be weird to blurt out them words.
“Mr Bucky you’re here” Cora says coming out of her bedroom.
“I’m here sweetheart, did your momma not tell you what was happening tonight?”
“No, what’s happening?”
“Us four are having a sleepover”
“Really?” She squeals and runs into Bucky who lifts her up. “Thank you thank you! This is the best day ever!”
You hear Jasper call out for you from his room so you leave Bucky and Cora alone. Picking Jasper up from his bed and walk in to the living room where the two year old says something that stops not only you in your tracks but Bucky and Cora.
“Dada”
His little arms reaching out to the only man in the room. Bucky’s eyes bounce from you then to Jasper, then to you. You can see it in his eyes that he’s begging you to tell him what to do but you can’t, you’re completely frozen.
“Bucky” he says slowly as to make Jasper understand but all he receives is-
“Dada” Jasper giggles and repeats the word a few more times.
Bucky finally puts Cora down and slowly makes his way over to you two and when he’s just in reach Jaspers jumped out of your arms and into Bucky’s. As soon as Bucky has hold of him you walk out of the room going straight to your bedroom. Shutting the door you burst out crying.
“Doll? I’m coming in okay?” It had been close to ten minutes since you had walked out. “Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry”
“Why are you sorry for?” Wiping your tears he pulls you into his chest.
“I tried correcting him but he just wouldn’t stop, even Cora told him not to”
“Did she say anything to you? About their father I mean.”
“No she just looked really upset.”
“He erm, he-“
“Y/n you don’t have to tell me, it’s okay”
“No no I want to, I trust you. He left, well he kicked me and Cora out when I was four months pregnant. Everything was fine that morning when we woke up, he went to work I stayed at home and when I was putting his dinner out he came home with an envelope in his hands and threw it on the table, he walked into Cora’s bedroom walked out with a huge bag a few minutes later then did the same with our room” wiping the fresh tears that had fallen, you hadn’t spoken about that day to anyone - not even your family.
“He told me to open the letter so I did an-and inside was paper, right. When I read it, it said that he had given up his rights to Cora and the unborn baby. I asked him why he was doing this and he told me I ruined his life when Cora was born and I was doing it again with the new baby, said he wanted to live his life without being tied down. Kicked me and a crying three year old out, at first I thought he had been cheating on me but it turns out he wasn’t, there was no one on the side he just wanted to live his life”
Bucky was practically shaking, you could feel the anger coming from him.
“I found out a few months later that all of our friends knew what he was doing, promised him that they would keep his secret and that he started the process when I was a few weeks along. Everyday he told me and Cory he loved us, spoke to the bump saying he couldn’t wait to meet them all while he and everyone around us knew what he was doing.”
“Y/n… doll I’m so sorry”
“Why it’s not your fault, you know Cory never even mentioned him after it happened not once, I thought she would of because she was such a daddy’s girl three nearly four years old and she knew, she knew he didn’t want her anymore so she never asked when she was going to see him or called out for him during the night. If he had just told me he didn’t want me anymore that I would have been okay with bu-but to not want anything to do with his kids? It didn’t make sense to me”
“Has he even been in contact with you since?”
“No. I got a phone call once from his friend who told me that he was really struggling to sell the house and somehow it was my fault”
“How was it your fault?”
“God knows, he started rambling off then started calling me names when he heard Ms Hopewell’s son talking in the background, said I had moved on pretty quick when I hadn’t. He was there helping me fix up my bed after his mum found out I was sleeping on the floor”
“Doll-“
“Don’t apologise again please Bucky, I got through it I’m fine now. I think hearing Jasper call you dada made unwanted emotions come up you know? You’ve obviously realised that he doesn’t speak much even at two there’s only a few words he can say, I don’t know where I went wrong with that but I’ve tried, I’ve tried teaching him other words but he just don’t.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong Y/n you are an incredible mum, those two kids out there are the most sweetest loving people. Jasper will start talking soon, I just know it”
You tried, you really did.
“I love you”
Oh the silence was killing you.
“I love you too” he smiled softly.
He leant in for a kiss when-
“Is Bucky our new daddy?”
“Not yet sweetheart” not yet played in your mind over and over even as he stands up winking at you and taking Coras hand in his and walks back to the living room.
That night after all the excitement needed to come to an end all four of you climbed into your bed. Cora tucked snuggly in your arms, Jasper in Bucky’s, Bucky’s left arm over your waist pulling all three of you closer to him. Alpine slept curled up in a ball at the bottom.
For the first time in just over two years you went to sleep dried faced and peacefully.
And unbeknownst to you, it was the first time in a very very long time that Bucky only had happy dreams as he slept.
It had been a month since the sleepover and confession, within that month Bucky had practically moved in. Alpine spent all her time with Cora and Jasper, sleeping with Jasper at night.
Bucky had to go on a work trip, he’d been gone for just over two weeks now and to be truthful you was missing him even if you did speak to him everyday, him ringing every night to say goodnight to the kids and speaking to you for a few minutes before he had to leave.
It was Wednesday afternoon and you couldn’t stop worrying when Bucky hadn’t called you the night before or that day. As you was cleaning the apartment the knock at the door made you jump. Cora went to jump up and answer it but since you knew it wasn’t Bucky you told her to stop receiving a frown in response.
Answering the door you froze.
“Hi, are you Y/n?” Nodding your head at the man he smiled. “Hi I’m-“
“Momma it’s Captain America!” Cora squealed from behind you.
Turning his attention from you to Cora he smiled softly “hello you must be Miss Cora, Bucky’s told me all about you”
“You know Mr Bucky? Momma he knows Bucky”
“I-I know sweetie” your eyes still trained on the blonde “would you like to come in?”
“Thank you”
Pulling Cora closer to you, you watched as Steve walked into your home. You couldn’t put your finger on it but for some reason you didn’t like the feeling you had in your stomach. Steve walked into the living room where Jasper and Alpine was.
“Cora take Jasper and Alpine into your room please”
“Why momma?”
“Just do as I say”
Cora listened and picked up her younger brother who had Alpine in his arms and walked into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her you let out a deep breath.
“Hi, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, is Bucky alright?”
“Yeah he’s fine, he asked me to come over and pick you guys up. It’s better if he explains”
“Where is he?”
“He’s at the tower, I need you to pack some clothes and come with me”
“For how long?”
“Enough for a few days”
“What’s Bucky’s favourite book?”
“Huh?”
“What’s his favourite book?” You asked again with your arms crossed.
“The Hobbit, why?”
“Okay, I’ll be right back”
“Why did you ask me that?”
“Just to see if it was really you” Steve’s laugh made you smile as you walked into Cora’s room.
Once packed Steve stood there holding the bags in one hand and in the other Cora’s hand as they both stood watching with amused smiles as you struggled to get Alpine into the cat carrier that Bucky had brought over a few weeks earlier when you both took her to the vets.
After almost ten minutes of struggling all it took was Jasper to pick her up and place her inside.
Never in your life have you been more thankful for your two year old.
“Bucky gave me his car keys” giving Steve a questionable look, he smiled “he said that he brought car seats for the kids and since we don’t have any laying around the tower it would be better if I took his car”
You didn’t know that he had brought car seats…
“O-oh”
You watched in awe as Steve strapped Cora into her seat that was princess themed easily, when he caught you staring at him “Bucky and I practiced with Morgan, Pepper her mum helped us figure it out. Got to say we’re naturals now” he laughed.
“I honestly didn’t know he was doing this”
“He really likes you and these kids, don’t tell him I told you this but he’s been reading books about kid’s development and stuff.”
“No he hasn’t…” you say as you put your seatbelt on.
“He has. That’s how I found out about you guys”
“I-I’m-wow. I didn’t know”
Steve chuckles at your shocked expression, “like I said he really likes you”
The rest of the drive was quiet between you and Steve, Cora asking the blonde a million of questions about everything and anything and him answering all of them with as much enthusiasm as she gave.
You didn’t have very much time to stare in fascination at the huge tower as Steve pulled into the underground garage, the squeals from both Cora and Jasper had your attention going to where they were shouting, Bucky stood there with his hands deep in his pockets and a large smile on his face as the car pulled up to a stop, going straight to the back door where Jasper was sat.
“Hey little man”
“Dada!”
“I’m here buddy, come on let’s get you out of this seat, yeah”.
Steve had already gotten out and making his way to help Cora out of her seat.
“Bucky it’s Captain America and he’s my friend” she said making both men smile.
“Is he now? Am I still your friend?”
“Of course Bucky! Your my best friend”
You had removed yourself from the car and made your way to get the bags out of the boot when Steve’s voice stopped you.
“I’ll get them don’t worry”
“You’ve done enough-“
“No honestly it’s fine”
"Come on doll, he'll be fine plus everyone's dying to meet you” Bucky says as he places Jasper further onto his hip.
"Are you sure Steve?"
"I'm sure, don't worry"
Reluctantly leaving Steve to grab the bags you take Bucky's free hand and hold onto Cora's, all four of you make your way into the large building.
"Doll, after I introduce you to the team you and I need to talk” Bucky whispered in your ear making you nervous slightly.
“Ah here’s the Manchurian Candidate’s little family, welcome I’m-“
“Iron man!” Cora cut him off.
“You know who I am then?”
“Yes! You fly in the air and it’s so cool!” She says excitedly.
“I fly too” Sam Wilson laughs - Cora’s eyes go wide at seeing him.
“T-the Falcon! Momma look it’s the Falcon a-and Black Widow an-and Scarlet Witch! A-a-and momma it’s Thor!” She spoke so fast she started to stutter, her entire body shaking with excitement making everyone chuckle.
You all heard hurried footsteps and a voice speaking with a hint of panic come closer. “Are they here? I’m sorry I’m late”
The loud gasp had everyone’s eyes snapping down to Cora - including yours and Bucky’s. “I-it’s Bruce! M-momma he-it-Bruce-Hulk” she lets go of your hand and runs up to a very confused looking Bruce “I’m-your-your hulk! You’re my favourite! I have so so so so so many toys of you don’t I momma? I do Bruce!” Once again everyone chuckles at her, not that she pays any attention to them, too busy looking up at the man who she’s pretended to be when she’s playing.
“Hi, you must be Cora?” Bruce says with a soft hue coating his cheeks.
Her eyes widen comically, turning to you slowly her chest rising and falling fast. “B-Bruce knows my name mo-momma”
“I know beautiful, just breathe okay”
“Can I hug you please?” She asks politely and nearly squeals when he nods and crouches down to her level. “This is the best day ever!” She declares whilst keeping her arms around Bruce’s neck.
Whilst the team was distracting the kids Bucky took your hand and led you both to his room. “I need to tell you something, and maybe ask you something.”
“Okay?”
“When I was in Wakanda Shuri promised me that if I ever wanted to go back I was welcome, and that I could live there, work there, have a life there and… and doll I want to retire, I’m done with this life, I’ve been doing it for so long.”
“Do it.” You said after a few minutes of silence, the hopeful look in his eyes hurt your heart, and even though it meant that what ever you two were was now at an end and you would have to explain to the kids that they wouldn’t see him or Alpine again, you couldn’t find it in yourself to ask him not to go.
“What?”
“Retire, move to Wakanda and have an amazing life there.” You smiled softly at him. “You deserve all the happiness in the world, you deserve to be free Bucky.”
“B-But that’s the thing Y/n, I have you and the kids and I don’t want to leave you three behind.”
“You can always visit or we could visit you?”
Moving closer to you, taking your hands in his, he shakes his head. “No doll, I don’t think you understand. I’m in love with you and I love your kids like they’re my own and I’m happier than I have ever been since meeting you three, I want to ask if you will move with me? If-if not I can stay here with you, I don’t want to lose my family”
For the past year Bucky lived happily in Wakanda, true to her word Shuri welcomed him with open arms and even showed him a farm house that she got built just for him - right where his hut use to be. He had his own farm, his own sanctuary and he loved every single part of it.
Bucky would admit that he had missed New York, especially Steve and the little life he had for himself there but he knew he made the right decision by walking away from it all.
As he was walking towards his home some of the local children were playing with a football, all stopping their game to run over to him, all wanting a hug from the White Wolf as they still called him.
“Daddy!”
“Ah, there’s my little girl! How are you princess?”
“I’m okay, are we going home?”
“You can stay out and play for a little bit? I don’t think momma will be mad.”
“No, I want to go home now.” Watching as she waves goodbye to her friends, she lifts her arms out for him to pick her up.
“You are so heavy now.”
“No I’m not!” She giggles.
Walking through the gate and down the pathway Bucky opens the door, helping his little girl take her shoes off as well as his own, Alpine trots over to them giving them a welcome home meow.
“Momma we’re home!”
They both stand there hearing footsteps come closer to them. “Did you have fun Cory?”
“I did momma, where’s Jaspy?”
“He’s in the living room baby. Hey handsome.”
“Hi beautiful.”
When Bucky asked if you would move to Wakanda with him, you was skeptical, it’s not that you didn’t want to go but you had two children to think about. You asked Cora about it and she seemed happy about moving to a new place, Tony let Bucky take a jet for the four of you to fly out to see how the kids took to the place.
Cora’s jaw dropped wide open when she met Shuri. “A-A real princess!” She stuttered, you thought she was going to collapse the second Shuri opened her arms for the six year old to hug her. Cora instantly made friends with some of the children she met, and when she met the farm animals it was that moment she was sold on moving there.
Jasper seemed happy too, he was fascinated by the goats and wanted to touch each and every one of them. Bucky told you that Alpine now had competition.
After a few days in the beautiful land you came back to New York, the next day you sat the kids down and asked them if they wanted to stay - both shaking their heads- or go to Wakanda - both of them screaming ‘yes’. A week later both yours and Bucky’s apartments were empty and ready for new people to call the places home.
“How are my babies doing?”
“Jasper and Alpine decided to wreck the play room.” You both chuckled. “And this little one has been very active today.” Bucky’s hands went straight to your growing bump, his eyes lighting up at feeling his third child move around in the love of his life’s stomach.
Five months ago you found out you were pregnant, and whilst you was happy you couldn’t help but feel nervous about Bucky’s behaviour changing towards Cora and Jasper, when you told him he burst out crying and kept saying that he was going to be a dad again, he kissed you and your stomach. It wasn’t just you that was scared but Cora was as well, Bucky promised that he would love all his children equally, later that night he promised you that nothing would change and that he is still Cora and Jaspers dad regardless.
“I love you and I love our perfect family.”
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➶-͙˚ ༘✶ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁*𝘾𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏
✧.* CHAPTER 15 || The New Information
[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?
[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ language, a bit of angst, and fluff.
[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 4.2k
[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.
[ [ chapters mlist } ]
——"PLEASE GO AWAY," YOU SIGHED desperately in response to the man behind you as if your words would make him disappear.
That laugh of his you once found pleasant but now find annoying is heard. "Relax, sweets. I'm not here to bother you." Gojo hums.
You don't turn around to face him just yet, "Is Shoko here?"
"Nope." He replies simply.
Your brows furrow, "Then how'd you get in?"
"You should really check your text messages, love."
There's a pang in your chest at the sound of that specific pet name. "Don't call me that." You say through slightly gritted teeth.
Gojo scoffs, "Why?"
"Cause' you don't mean it." You explain simply, "You're just saying shit just to say it and it's baseless, it's fake."
"It's not, actually." He argues.
"Whatever. Why are you here?"
He diverts, "Was that Choso I just saw?"
"None of your business." You tell him. "Why are you here?"
"It actually is my business since you wouldn't even know the guy without me," Gojo argues.
You scoff, annoyance is stirring within you. "I might've."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," You whisper, your voice solemn. "I might've even had a chance with him..."
"You wanted one?" He scoffs again, "Seriously?"
"Yes Gojo, yes I did."
"Well he's still on the list so you can-"
"No, I can't." You cut off, "I can't get with him Gojo, you know that."
"What's stopping you from getting with him?" He asks in a confused manner.
You think you lose it after he asks such a stupid question. You slowly turn around to face the man and see him standing in front of your room, resting against the doorframe.
"Don't ask me stupid questions like that. Why are you here?" You voice out sternly.
It's clear that you're both tired and upset and Gojo even notices the way you're leaning back against the door to hold yourself up.
He raises an eyebrow, "Did you and him just..." Both of his eyebrows then raise as he makes his own assumptions. "Damn, three in one day? Are you becoming a whore?" Gojo gasps dramatically.
Your face twists up and you scowl, "What?"
"I mean, first you sucked Suguru off in his car, then you went and got pounded by Mr. Fushiguro, and then you somehow made time to sleep with Choso as well?" He assumes, "Shit, I'm impressed."
"What the hell? No, that's not what happened."
"So... why're your legs shaking so much?" Gojo asks with a concerned tilt of his head.
You glance down at yourself and then scoff. "Mr. Fushiguro has a big dick, that's why."
"Uhuh..." Gojo hums, unamused.
You then look back up to him. "And how did you know about me and Suguru...?"
"He told me."
"Of course he did."
Gojo shakes his head, "Y'know, if I keep paying you for every time you sleep with him, I'm gonna go broke."
"Not my problem."
"But it literally is."
"Where do you get all this money from anyways?"
"I have my sources." Gojo shrugs.
You blink. "Okay... Well, you agreed to pay me, so-"
"I didn't agree to you becoming a whore." Gojo claims. You can tell there's something about the whole thing that's bothering him.
"That's what I've been from the start though," You snap back, "Isn't it?"
He pauses. Those blue eyes of his simply stare at you from across the room and you notice you've got him stuck.
After a moment of thought, he speaks again. "Maybe. But the list is different..." Gojo says.
You roll your eyes, "How?"
"You're only supposed to fuck someone and get paid once."
"If that's the case, why'd you agree on allowing me to fuck someone and get paid more than once?" You ask with an innocent tilt of your head.
There's a vein popping out along the man's jawline and his eyes are low, "Cause' I didn't think you'd turn Suguru into your little fuck buddy."
"It was his idea, y'know." You blurt out. "He's the one who suggested the whole thing."
"So?" Gojo blinks, "You're the one who keeps meeting up with him."
"I need the money." You shrug.
"Is that the only reason you keep hooking up with him?" Gojo questions, chuckling a little. His distaste is obvious and written all over his face, "Cause' you need the money??"
"Yeah." You hum.
"Liar."
"What other reason would I have?"
"You're doing it to piss me off."
You laugh at his words, finding true amusement in the way he thinks everything is about him. "Oh please. I'm sleeping with Suguru because he fucks me well and I'm getting paid for it."
Gojo shrugs, "I could do the same thing."
"Yeah, but I don't like you." You tell him for what feels like the millionth time. "Even thinking about sleeping with you again makes me wanna throw up."
His face twists up in disbelief, "Bullshit."
"It's not."
"Nobody on that list, including Suguru, can fuck you better than me."
You can't help but laugh at the man again, "Mr. Fuhsiguro just did."
"Oh really?" Gojo scoffs.
"Yeah. His dick's bigger than yours too."
"Think I care?"
"Wouldn't be standin' here right now if you didn't."
"I'm actually only here to drop that off," Gojo tells you as he nods his chin toward the nearby counter.
You glance over and spot a few racks of cash designated for you. A pleased hum leaves you before you look back over to Gojo.
An eyebrow is raised at him, "Well, you dropped it off. Shouldn't you be on your way out now?"
"I should but..." Gojo suddenly pulls something out from behind his back. It's the journal you'd been writing in. "We've gotta talk about the stupidness behind writing down the details of the list in this journal of yours." He hums.
Your eyes go wide, "What the hell? Did you go rummaging through my room??"
"Uh, no. Someone left it sitting on their nightstand."
"You'd have to look into my room to see that..."
"I saw you changed your room around and took a peek," Gojo tells you honestly as if it's no big deal.
You don't know why but the fact that he even recognized the change in your bedroom stuck you oddly. Did you like the fact that he noticed? Or did it piss you off that he looked in there to begin with? Perhaps it was a bit of both...
"Okay, stalker much?" You say with an unamused laugh. You then begin to steadily make your way toward the man, your eyes locking onto the journal held in his hands. "Also, I need that back."
Gojo laughs at you and waves the item around, "You need this back? What for? At this point, it's like you're asking for someone to find it and figure everything out."
You lean against the nearby counter and halt yourself, "I-I'm not... I just wanted to keep everything organized."
"This is by far the dumbest way to do so." He comments, pushing himself off the wall and looking down at the journal.
Gojo makes his way over to you, his tall frame standing right in front of you. Those blue eyes of his are down on you, a taunting glint evident within his gaze.
You glare up at him, annoyed by every little thing about him-- his presence, his words, his voice, his stupidly handsome face, that attractive ass smirk he has as he stares at you, and the way his closeness makes you feel all weird inside.
"Just give me the journal and leave. Please?" You request with a sigh.
Gojo puts on this little pout to mock you, "How about no?"
"I thought you said you weren't here to bother me, this is bothering me." You huff.
He chuckles, "Sweets, I'm pretty sure everything I do bothers you." He then leans down to your face, "I bother you."
Your glare is continuous, "You do."
"Exactly so, that statement I made earlier was uh... what was it you said? Oh yeah, baseless." Gojo recalls.
The smirk he has on his face fades away and he leans up from your face. He then holds the journal up, "I'll be keeping this, 'kay?"
Your brows furrow and you instantly shoot a hand up to take the item from him. Your attempt fails as the man shoots his arm further up, extending it and making the journal out of your reach. A groan leaves you before you push up on your toes and continue to reach for it.
Gojo's smirk returns within seconds as he watches you struggle. The man then draws his arm back and you push yourself forward, nearly grabbing ahold of the journal.
Sadly, instead of grabbing it, your wobbly legs only cause you to fumble right into Gojo's chest and knock the two of you over and onto the floor with a thud.
You both groan in unison as you land on top of him, your face smushed against his chest. Gojo's quiet for a second and the two of you remain still for a long moment. He then snickers quietly and you lift your head and scowl at him.
"Fuck, don't look at me like that sweetheart. You're the one who jumped into me." Gojo teases.
You grit your teeth and push yourself up slightly, propping your upper half up with your arms and leaving your legs spread over his crotch. You spot the book loosely placed in his hand and move to grab it.
Gojo's got a steel grip on the item so as you try to take it out of his grasp, your body leans over him and your chest is right in his face while you try taking the journal from him.
You can hear him chuckling at the way you struggle, "Are you doing this on purpose?" Gojo asks.
You blink and look down at him, noticing the way your breasts are all above his face, "N-No." You hum.
The sudden feeling of his slim hands at your waist makes you flinch, "I mean, I'm not complaining... You should stay like this, actually."
For a moment, you almost let yourself get distracted. With his hands on your waist, you realize the journal is no longer in his grasp so you pick the item up off the floor.
"Idiot." You comment snarkily.
Gojo raises a brow before griping onto you tightly and abruptly flipping the two of you over, his larger body looming over yours. As you find yourself laid out on the floor, you keep the book held within your hand as tightly as you can.
You thought that would help you but with the way Gojo's legs were in between your own and the way his hands fly from your waist to your wrists, you steadily realize you have little to no control.
His fingers curl around your wrists and the man tilts his head at you, "C'mon, sweets, you didn't seriously think I was gonna let you take the journal from me that easily?"
You grimace, "Stop it with the pet name."
Gojo leans down to your face, his lips ghosting your own, "Or what?"
You grit your teeth again and stay quiet. What can you say to that when he's over your body like this? Part of you wanted to scream or spit on the man. You think your hatred for Gojo Satoru was at an alarming all-time high and you could feel your anger boiling in your veins.
Quietly, you look directly into his eyes and whisper back a simple, "I hate you so much."
Gojo pulls his face away slightly, "Do you?"
"I do." You hum, "I don't know how many times I have to say it for you to get it through that thick ass skull of yours but-"
Gojo puts a hand over your mouth and you think your eye twitches. "Nah, I get it... I just don't believe you." He whispers and you watch the way his expression sinks again, his eyes saddened.
And god do you hate the way your heart throbs at his stupidly solemn expression. He steadily takes his hand off your mouth and your wrist, sitting up and still hovering over you. He's quick to take the journal from you as he does so.
You'd yet to give up on getting that book back from him so the moment he sits up, you sit up too and push him right back down-- crawling over him, grabbing both of his arms and crossing them over his head while pinning his wrists down and snatching up the journal in one swift motion.
You now sit comfortably on his crotch, pinning his arms down with all of your strength and holding the journal up and far away from him. "Bitch." You utter to him, semi-playfully.
You do not imagine the throb of his cock beneath you in reaction and you scoff at him.
"Holy fuck," A mocking smirk spreads across your face, "You like that shit?"
"The hell are you talking about?" Gojo snaps back.
"Being degraded." You clarify, "You're into that, aren't you?"
"What? No." Gojo lies.
The way you start laughing at him makes his heart throb. "Gojo, I just felt you."
"Felt me what?" He responds plainly through slightly gritted teeth.
"Twitch, idiot."
"I didn't-"
"Yeah, you did." You cut off, smiling teasingly at the man, "You got turned on by me calling you a bitch."
"N-No, I didn't." He stammers.
"Yes, you did!" You say enthusiastically, chuckling afterward as you truly find it humorous. "Fuck, is that what you wanna be Gojo? Hm?" You tease, leaning down to him slightly and whispering, "Wanna be my little bitch?"
You're not sure what came over you all of a sudden since you weren't interested in sleeping with him or providing him any sort of pleasure but... Something about the situation was just oh so amusing to you.
Again, Gojo's cock twitches beneath you and the male feels the slight stiffening in his length. "Fuck you." He curses.
"You want to so badly, don't you?" You say cooingly. "That's why you're really here, right? You're mad that I've been fucking Suguru and not you."
"Tch. No, I'm not. I don't care how many times you fuck him as long as it doesn't cost me every single time." He hums.
You tilt your head, "Really, so knowing that me and Suguru fuck pretty often doesn't bother you?"
"Do you want it to?" Gojo says in full seriousness, the look in his eyes dark.
"What? No." You reply.
"Okay, then stop telling me about it."
"Or what? You'll get pissed off?"
"Yeah, actually."
"Why?"
"Because I..." The man shuts his mouth and turns his head to the side.
You blink, "Because you what, Gojo?"
"Never mind. Get off me." He diverts.
"Make me."
His eyes shift over to you, "We both know I could if I wanted to. I'm being civil right now so, please get off me."
You glare at him a little longer and he slowly turns his head to you. Gojo's gaze on you is a mix of possessiveness and anger. The man looks at you like you belong to him and yet something's bothering him at the same time. Meanwhile, your look down at him is filled with nothing but pure distaste.
The man utters your name for the first time in a while, his voice low and tone deep. "You're not moving... Why?" He asks.
You swallow, unsure of the reasoning behind your still state.
Gojo raises a brow, "Do you..." He scoffs, "Do you need help standing...?"
A flushed and embarrassed warmth spreads across your face as you look off to the side.
"Awww, Mr. Fushiguro really did a number on ya', didn't he?" Gojo teases.
"You're so annoying."
"I'm aware. But, y'know... you'll have to let my wrists go if you want me to help you up." He says.
You shake your head, "Do you think I'm dumb? As soon as I let your wrists go, you're just gonna take the journal from me."
"I am. But that's only because if you keep it, someone's gonna find out."
"Not everyone is nosy like you, Gojo."
"You'd be surprised." He fires back.
You open your mouth to say something else but the sound of your apartment door opening makes both of you go rigid as if you'd been caught doing something you weren't supposed to.
You look up and Gojo angles his head so that he too can see who just came in. To no surprise, Shoko Ieiri enters the apartment with raised eyebrows at the odd sight of you on top of Gojo pinning his wrists down.
"Oh... that's not..." Shoko chuckles lightly, trailing off as she closes the door behind her and stares at the two of you on the floor.
You and Gojo speak in sync. "It's not what it looks like."
Shoko blinks, "Right... sure it isn't... I mean, if I'm interrupting something, I can just leave and come back another time-"
"N-No," You hum, releasing Gojo's wrists and sitting up properly, still on his crotch. "You're not interrupting anything, I just uh... fell."
Gojo moves his hands to your thighs and squeezes them, "Fell into the perfect position, honestly. Shoko you walked in at a bad time, we were totally about to fu-"
"No, we weren't." You cut off, sending him a quick glare.
Shoko giggles at the banter between you two. "Am I missing something? Are you two dating?"
"No." You answer before Gojo gets the chance to.
She raises a brow at you, "Are you suuure?"
"Positive." You say firmly.
She folds her arms and gives you a skeptical look, "I dunno roomie, when I walked in it looked like you guys were two seconds away from fucking on the floor-"
"We weren't! I swear." You say assuringly.
"Yeah?" Shoko teases, "Then, why're you still on top of him?"
You freeze. There isn't really a good way for you to explain that a professor fucked your brains out before you came home and then you fell on top of Gojo and now you can't stand without help...
"Uhh.." You trail off.
"She's keepin' my cock warm right now." Gojo blurts out spontaneously.
Shoko scrunches up her face, "Gross, are you two actually-"
"Oh my god! No!" You huff, looking down to Gojo, "I'm gonna hurt you."
He bites his lip, "Are you now?"
"You fucking freak..." You whisper, your words only catching his ears.
Gojo then sits up with you shifting into his lap before his hands go to your waist. "You're lucky Shoko's your roommate." He whispers back to you before helping you stand up.
The two of you soon make your way up off the floor and Gojo makes sure to stand slightly in front of you to hide the way your legs are still shaking slightly. The shake wasn't exactly noticeable unless you started walking but it seems like Gojo still wanted to hide it from Shoko anyway.
"So," Shoko hums, again narrowing her eyes at the two of you. "I let you borrow our spare key for one day and you come in bothering my roommate...?" She says playfully, her words directed toward Gojo.
His eyes widen, "I wasn't bothering her!"
"Bullshit," You murmur.
Gojo scoffs at you in response before directing his words to Shoko again, "Anyways, I was just about to leave."
"Were you?" Shoko asks, clearly unconvinced.
The man in front of you nods his head and then glances behind himself and to you, "Don't miss me too much, sweets." He uttered casually with a wink.
You don't respond to him with anything more than your usual glare. With a dramatic sigh at your lack of a reply, Gojo shrugs and heads toward the front door, passing Shoko and teasingly sticking his tongue out at her.
Shoko chuckles at the man before he leaves and she shuts the door behind him.
With a giddy grin on her face, she does this dramatic slow turn around to look at you. "Soooo, are you gonna tell me what's really going on between the two of you."
You're quick to freeze, having quickly tossed all the cash Gojo left on the counter and your journal into your room before Shoko turned around. Now you stand at your bedroom door, your back to the woman and your eyes widened.
"Nothing's going on between us," You hum, tuning your head back to her.
She visibly doesn't believe you. "Are you suuuure?"
You blink, "Shoko... do you want there to be something between me and Gojo?"
The woman scoffs at your words, "You even talk like him now, holy shit. How long have you guys been fooling around?"
"We're not fooling around at all." You sigh.
She folds her arms, "Y'know, you are a shitty liar, sweets." She comments on purpose, having heard the way Gojo used the pet name toward you.
You swallow, "Please don't start..."
Shoko starts walking toward you slowly, "C'monnnn, how long have you guys been fucking?"
You freeze, "H-Huh? What makes you think we're-"
"It's kinda obvious. Just be honest with me." She says sweetly.
"We... We slept together once, Shoko. One time." You tell her, making sure to be very clear with how many times you've been with Gojo.
A smile spreads across her face, "Aww, really?"
"Yeah, why do you look so happy about this??"
"Cause' that idiot does nothing but gush about you and I'm happy to hear he finally got what he wanted." She says with a sigh as she turns to head toward her room.
"He... He gushes about me?" You question softly, turning your body to follow the direction she's going.
You don't know why you're so intrigued by Gojo gushing about you but your curiosity is oddly high.
"Hm?" Shoko pauses and looks at you, "Oh, yeah, all the time."
It would've been nice to know that before the list... "Why didn't you tell me?" You ask.
"Cause' I refuse to give Gojo the easy way out. If he likes you as much as he claims to, he should be able to talk to you himself." She explains, "Instead, the dumbass said something about being scared of women."
"Seriously?"
"Mhm. Like I said, he's an idiot." She shrugs.
A slow nod of your head is given to her, "Right..." You still don't know why but, your curiosity is eating at you now, "So, wait, does he like like me?"
"Like like, as in, does he have a crush on you?" She asks for clarification.
You nod.
"Nah," Shoko responds simply.
The odd well of anticipation you had sunk instantly, "Oh-"
"I'm pretty sure he's like, in love with you," She suddenly blurts out, looking off to the side in thought. She then chuckles as she recalls something, "Yeah, I think it's way more than a crush."
"You're joking right?" You breathe out.
"Nope!" She says enthusiastically. "If you ask him at the right time, and actually give him a chance, I guarantee you he'll confess."
Okay, you'll give Shoko the benefit of the doubt since she doesn't know what you do. She's not privy to the fact that Gojo's selfishly blackmailing you to fuck a list of people. But even so, you can't help but wonder what makes her come to such a conclusion.
For Gojo to be in love with you, he has the worst way of showing it.
Shoko's words only make you scoff and shake your head, "I'll uh, I'll ask him about it one day."
"Oh my god, so you're gonna give him a chance?!" She asks excitedly.
"Uh, no. there's..." You look off to the side, "Someone else I think I have feelings for."
"Ouu, who is it?" Shoko hums, her brows raising.
"Uh, I'll tell you about him another day..."
She chuckles, "Promise?"
"Pinky." You grin.
Both of your pinkys rise to the air and from a distance you pretend to lock your fingers to seal the little promise you just made. The two of you then dip off into your perspective spaces and you're left with your thoughts.
Gojo in love with you? Please. That's the most ridiculous thing you've heard all week. Why would Shoko say such a thing? Aside from today, this was her first time even seeing the two of you interact with one another...
It's odd to you how she could've come to such a conclusion. Maybe there are things she and Gojo have talked about regarding you before you and Gojo started talking. Maybe there's a lot about the guy you don't actually know...
Fuck, why are you thinking about this anyways? Who cares? His being in love with you obviously isn't going to change the situation he's put you in so there's no point in pondering over it.
Instead, you'll refocus yourself on what's really important; Choso Kamo.
He's the guy you want next. Though, you hope the bubbling feelings in your chest won't get in the way of you trying to have sex with him. And even more, you desperately hope that he doesn't have feelings for you.
At least, not yet.
Feelings will bring nothing but complications into the whole thing and you want to avoid them as much as you can. Only until the list is over. Then, you'll move to pursue a relationship with Choso.
Yeah, that sounds like the plan.
What could go wrong?
GOJO SATORU ✔︎
GETO SUGURU ✔︎
TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎
KAMO CHOSO ☐
NANAMI KENTO ☐
??? SUKUNA ☐
??? NAOYA ☐
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Clueless
Requested By: @opiopal
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Summary: The brothers' trying to confess their love to you; but, you are just a little bit oblivious to their signs of affection.
Lucifer let out a sigh as he rubbed his temples for the tenth time that night. As if on cue, you knocked on the door, carrying a cup of tea. Lucifer smiled softly at you when he noticed your presence, silently inviting you into the study.
You immediately walked in, noticing the large pile of paperwork that was sitting on his desk. They were separated into different piles, sorting the different categories. Mammon’s bills were noticeably the largest pile.
“Wow, I didn’t even know it was possible to get in that much debt,” you said, handing Lucifer the cup of tea. He let out a small chuckle, raising an eyebrow in agreement.
You sat down in the chair across from him. “Want some help?” you asked, already sliding a pile of paperwork in front of you. You never had any idea what any of the paperwork meant, but you had always been willing to help Lucifer with it.
He watched you as you started reading the top paper of the pile, your eyebrows knitting together as you tried to understand the words.
Whenever you felt like Lucifer was taking too long to do the paperwork, or when you felt like he needed some time to relax, you came in to offer your services. You knew Lucifer wouldn’t stop until everything was done, so the only option was to help get it done faster.
He politely refused your offer once. But, you were persistent. You stayed in the study with him the whole time he was doing paperwork. You continued to bring him tea and rub his shoulders. Whatever you could do to help. Eventually, you ended up sitting in a chair next to him. You refused to leave the study before he did and ended up falling asleep, your head gently resting against his shoulder.
Lucifer tensed up when he felt your head against his shoulder, but when he looked over at you, he immediately relaxed. He found comfort in your sleeping form, taking in all of your features and how peaceful you looked when you were sleeping.
He wasn’t ready to admit it yet, but you had already stolen his heart. And, having you stay the whole night in his study with him, just to keep him company, only furthered his affections. A human caring for a demon.
He wanted to laugh at the foolishness of it, but in reality all it did was bring a smile to his face. Because he knew full well he cared about you just as much.
There was only one problem - getting you to actually admit you had feelings for Lucifer.
He could see your feelings in the intimate moments the two of you shared, the way you always went to him for protection, and the way you always made sure he was taken care of.
Likewise, he tried to make his feelings known by holding your hand when the two of you were walking around town, or asking you to go to dinner with him at the fanciest restaurants. He always did what he could to impress you.
Yet, whenever he tried to confess his feelings for you - he got nothing back. He would compliment you and you would brush it off. He would tell you he enjoys spending time with you and you would reply nonchalantly, as if his words had no effect on you. Yet your actions towards him sung a different a tune.
Now, here you were, once again, trying to help him with his paperwork. Lucifer couldn’t help but admire you for a moment before walking over to your side.
“So, how do you want me to fill out this one?” you asked him, keeping your eyes trained on the paper. You didn’t mind doing the paperwork on your own, but you wanted to make sure you were doing it right.
So, you frequently asked him how he wanted it done. He would come to your side just like this and point certain sections out, explaining what to write in each one.
But, there was a different idea on Lucifer’s mind today.
He gently took your hand from the paper, causing you to look at him and the second your eyes meet, he tells you, “I love you.”
It’s very straightforward, as always. He had enough of skirting around his feelings. Whether you felt the same way or not, he needed to tell you once and for all.
You sat there for a moment after he said those words, and he respectfully gave you all of the time you needed to process.
Lucifer…loved you.
It made sense now that he said it. He was always more kind and caring when it came to you. He always prioritized your needs and made sure you were taken care of, and…oh, wait. That’s exactly what you do for him, too. Does that mean?
You placed a gentle kiss on his cheek before telling him, “I love you too.”
To everyone else, yours and Mammon’s feelings for each other were as clear as day.
You were constantly pining over each other.
It started out as small glances that were sent in each other’s directions. Then, Mammon wanted to spend all of his time with you.
The other brothers didn’t think much of it at first. After all, Lucifer did put him in charge of making sure nothing happened to you. So, it only made sense that he was consistently around you.
But, when Mammon started acting jealous when you were around the others, that’s when they picked up on the fact that Mammon had feelings for you.
He couldn’t take his eyes off of you when you were with him, and when you weren’t he was always talking about you, or sending you a message telling you to come meet up with him.
It was obvious that the small crush that Mammon had on you had turned into something much more serious when they found out that he had been saving up money to get you a gift. Saving up…Mammon…
The brothers urged Mammon to confess his feelings for you. After all, it was pretty obvious to them that you liked him back.
You were constantly going along with his schemes no matter how silly or dangerous they seemed. Whenever Mammon got into trouble, they could always count on the fact that you would be right there beside him.
Whenever he got punished by Lucifer, you were there to help take care of him and make him feel better. You would cheer him up and almost negate the punishment in the first place. It was worth getting in trouble, if this was the treatment he got from you afterwards.
Not to mention, the countless movie nights you and Mammon had that the brothers had walked in on multiple occasions. You and Mammon were always cuddled up on the couch, under a blanket, his arms wrapping around you.
But try getting someone who’s clueless when it comes to their feelings and a tsundere to confess their love for each other.
It was an aggravating task, and one the brothers were just about sick of. They were tired of the yearning looks the two of you gave each other. They were tired of you being so close, your arms wrapped around each other, only to go your separate ways and act as if you were just acting lovey dovey moments before. Something had to be done.
You and Mammon were sitting before Lucifer who was giving you both a very long lecture after he found you helping Mammon win at the casino by counting cards.
He was demanding to know which of you came up with the idea in the first place. But, every time he asked the question, he was answered with you and Mammon desperately trying to place the blame on yourselves to keep the other out of trouble.
Lucifer was only getting more angry when you and Mammon both refused to back down. And, what was worse was that the whole house was subject to Lucifer’s yelling which meant that all the brothers had to deal with the lecture as well.
“Oh for the love of - would you two just admit that you love each other already?!” Satan snapped, shutting his book and walking up to the three of you. Mammon was blushing, trying to stutter out an excuse when Satan cut in, “Save you excuses. It’s pretty obvious how you feel about her. When’s the last time you offered to take the blame for someone instead of placing it on them?”
Mammon was at a loss for words, because he knew his brother was right. He can’t remember a time he offered to shoulder the blame so that someone else wouldn’t get in trouble.
“You’re just as bad, Y/N. No matter where he goes or what he’s doing, you always seem to take part in Mammon’s schemes,” Asmo added, joining the scene.
Mammon was blushing furiously as he was being stared down by his brothers. You sure you would have been too. But, your mind was focused on Asmo’s words.
Before you knew it, Mammon was taking your hand and leading you to his room. As soon as you were inside, he closed the door. “Stupid brothers���thinking you have feelings for me,” Mammon muttered, unable to face you as he paced around his room.
But, it was too late. Asmo’s work was already done and the realization of your own feelings was too strong to deny at this point.
“I think…I might,” you admit, not moving from in front of the door. Mammon froze in his spot after hearing your words. He blushed even more as he looked over at you. Did he hear you right?
“What?” he asked softly, approaching you. “I think I might…have feelings for you,” you reiterated. It made sense now why you were always putting yourself in harm's way just to be with Mammon.
Mammon immediately pulled you into him, holding you for a moment before placing a kiss to your forehead.
It was hard for him to admit his feelings, and you were okay with that. As long as he continued to show you them through his actions.
Levi may seem like a nervous wreck when it comes to his emotions, but he is not completely clueless. He might not be able to express his emotions properly, but he has seen enough anime and read enough manga to know when someone has feelings for someone else.
Because of this, it was pretty easy for him to tell when he had feelings for you. At first, you were just the annoying normie that the brothers got stuck with. Then, when you helped him get Mammon to pay him back, he thought you were a bit of a pushover. Who just lets a demon convince them to make a pact with another demon?!
When you beat him in the TSL Showdown, he was angry, but he also realized you weren’t a pushover. You were a force to be reckoned with. You may have been from the human world, but you were not a normie. Which is why he made a pact with you.
After he made that pact, he found himself wanting to spend more and more time with you. A new game came out? He immediately went to you to be his player two. A new manga was released? Come over! You can read it together!
Pretty much anytime something happened that he cared about, he wanted you to be there with him to experience it; and, that’s when he realized his feelings. When he realized everything seemed so much more fun when you were there with him.
Never in a million years would Levi think you shared the same feelings for him. He was too much of an otaku shut-in for you to feel that way. It’s just…every time he asks you to play a game, you show up within minutes just as excited.
And, when you watch anime together, you sit just a bit closer than where a friend would sit. And, you’ve fallen asleep with your head on his shoulder multiple times when you’re reading manga together. So…maybe you could?
You were currently sitting next to him on the couch watching one of Levi’s favorite animes. This was your first time watching it, but he had already seen it multiple times. Which was a good thing, because he was not paying attention to a single word that was being said.
Instead, his attention was on your hand that was resting in between the two of you, inches away from him. He was not the confident type. He was not the type to make the first move. But, he had grown tired of waiting for you to make the first move. And, if you didn’t like it then he would just make an excuse and say he was trying to adjust or something. He’s got this.
Levi reaches his hand out for yours right as you move it away to itch your nose. Levi let out a startled scream. In none of his plans did you pull away from him before his hand touched yours. Now his hand was just being held in the air, unsure where to go.
“Um, what are you doing Levi?” you asked him, focusing your attention on him now as he quickly put his hand down. Play it cool. Play it cool.
“N-Nothing! It’s not like I was trying to hold your hand because I’m totally in love with you or anything!”
Smooth.
Levi was now blushing, looking anywhere but you while you sat there shocked. Memories of yours and Levi’s time spent together flashed through your mind as you felt your own feelings surfacing, and you were finally able to put a name to the emotion you were feeling.
You moved even closer to Levi, gently taking his hand in yours and interlacing your fingers before resting your head on his shoulder. “I love you too, Levi,” you told him.
He will now die from happiness. Thank you.
Satan prides himself on being smart. He has learned many things over his time being alive and he prides himself on the knowledge he has acquired. But, when it comes to emotions, he isn’t nearly as well-versed.
And yet, even though he was completely inexperienced with these feelings, you were even more clueless. You were so wonderfully smart in other things. Sometimes, you even take Satan by surprise with your knowledge. And yet, when it came to your relationship, you were oblivious and it was adorably infuriating.
Satan was sure that you reciprocated his feelings. He had read about love many times over in his countless books. He knew the telltale signs.
The late nights that you would spend in the library reading with him. The way you always smiled when he entered the room. The way you also came to him for help when you needed some extra tutoring in a class.
You would lie your head on his shoulder while you were reading, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Satan would be blushing the entire time, but when he looked over at you - you remained calm. Did you even realize what you were doing to him?
You were always the one at his door when he was in a fit of rage. You would approach him slowly, taking his hand in yours or sometimes even hugging him. You did whatever you could to calm him down. And, you were never scared because you knew he would never hurt you. If that wasn’t love, he didn’t know what was.
But, you never registered why exactly you would do these things. In your head, you were just close with Satan.
Satan did everything he could to try and make you understand his feelings for you. He would compliment your appearance and you would thank him, blushing slightly. He would ask to take you out on dates and you would always agree. But, when the night ended, nothing changed. You would always leave Satan at the end of the night to go to your room.
Satan had enough of staying in limbo land with you. If you weren’t going to realize your feelings on your own, then he was just going to have to make you realize them.
He decided to make his feelings known the next time the two of you were in the library together. It would be the perfect place to confess since it would be just the two of you with no distractions from his brothers.
You were sitting next to him on the couch, your legs stretched across his lap as he gently rubbed them. Satan held a book in his hand, but spent more time glancing over at you then actually reading it.
You were perfectly content reading your book, not noticing anything else. Satan was trying to find the right words. He had spent a long time planning out his confession to you; but, now that he was right next to you, he couldn’t help but feel just a little bit nervous.
“Y/N, I love spending time with you,” he told you, analyzing your reaction. You looked up from your book for a split second to send him a smile. “I love spending time with you too, Satan.” You immediately went back to reading.
Satan let out a sigh. Right, he needed to be more obvious.
He gently pushed your legs off of him so that he could move closer to you, his leg now brushing against yours. He stared at you for a moment, and once you realized, you gently placed your book now, marking the spot you just read.
You turned to face him and waited for him to say something. For once, words were failing Satan. He couldn’t come up with a single combination of them that he was sure would get his feelings across to you.
Well, actions speak louder than words. Satan gently cupped your face in his hands before leaning forward and gently placing his lips on yours. You were surprised, but kissed him back.
When he pulled away, he looked into your eyes and said in a very serious tone, “I love you.” He was praying you would finally understand what he’s been trying to tell you for some time now.
“Oh,” you replied, your eyebrows furrowing slightly. You were shocked at how good it felt to hear him say that. How good it felt to have his lips on yours. How good it felt every time you were with him. “Ohhh.”
It was like you were having an epiphany, as if everything had suddenly clicked in your head. Satan looked at you as if he expected you to react this way, but also with hope.
You smiled at him before replying, “I love you too.”
Asmo was the Avatar of Lust which meant he was an expert when it came to things involving love. Because of this, Asmo could easily pick up on your feelings when the two of you started growing closer.
It started with small actions that he admired. The way you would blush when he sat close to you to apply your make-up. The way you would act flustered when he would compliment the way you looked. The way you would smile at him when he would gaze into your eyes.
But, it wasn’t just your reactions to him that made him realize you had feelings towards him. It was your actions towards him as well
You saw him at his most vulnerable times, when he had no makeup on and his hair wasn’t done. When he wasn’t wearing the perfect mask he always had on; and, every time you still complimented him. You admired how good he looked naturally.
You sat with him for hours while he was getting ready for a particularly important event and you would help him do his make-up or hair. You would help him choose the best outfit or paint his nails for him. Whatever he wanted you to do, you would do it with no questions asked.
Not to mention your small moments of PDA like holding his hand while the two of you are shopping around town. Or when he peppers kisses on your face to make you feel special.
You were practically already in a relationship! And yet, when it came to your feelings for Asmo it seemed like you were totally lost.
He would make flirty comments and you would blush at them, sometimes even coming back with your own witty comments. But, when he tried to actually confess his feelings for you, it was like his words went completely over your head.
Asmo was beginning to question if you really did share the same feelings he had. Either way, he had to know once and for all.
You were sitting in front of Asmo, your eyebrows furrowing slightly in concentration as you applied a shade of eyeshadow to his eyelids. You were trying very hard to make him look perfect, but it was hard because he kept opening his eyes to look at you.
“Asmo, you have to keep your eyes closed if you don’t want me to mess up,” you told him with a small smile.
He couldn’t help it, he loved being this close to you and being able to admire your features. He stared at you for a moment before saying, “I love you, Y/N.”
Asmo wasn’t afraid of saying those three words. He admired them, he flaunted them. He may have said them a little too much. Whenever you would do something good for him, those words managed to escape from his lips. So, you didn’t think anything of it when he said that, just giving him a smile in response.
“You love me too, right?” Asmo asked, his eyes lighting up as his heart started pounding against his chest, something he was not used to feeling. “Of course!” you replied nonchalantly, continuing to attempt to apply his make up.
But, Asmo wasn’t satisfied with that answer. He gently grabbed your wrist, stopping your movements. He looked deep into your eyes and repeated his question.
“No, Y/N…You love me too, right?”
The intensity of his gaze was enough to send your body into shock as the weight of his words finally crashed down on you. You loved him too, right?
You met his intensity and seriousness as you looked into his eyes. Finally, understanding why you felt so connected to him.
“Of course.”
Beel’s love language is food. Shocker.
He was a little bit clueless when it came to love himself. If you buy him a gift, he would appreciate it, but he wouldn’t think twice of it. If you asked him on a date, he would go thinking you were bored.
But, if you buy or make him food, his attention is all on you.
The two of you had gone out to eat with each other a few times now. Beel always appreciated how if you asked him to go out, you made sure it was to a place that had food. In fact, you made it a point to mention that when asking him out.
Beel noticed his feelings for you one day in the cafeteria at school. He was sitting at the table with everyone, pouting because Lucifer had banned him from getting more food. If he didn’t the cafeteria would have been out of food before any of the other students got to eat any.
But, you couldn’t stand to see Beel so upset and you had a lot to eat at breakfast that morning. So, you selflessly offered Beel your lunch. You were like his knight in shining armor when he saw you offer your plate of food. But, didn’t humans need to eat too? You assured him you weren’t hungry and that he could eat it. That was all the encouragement he needed to quickly eat your lunch.
Later in the day, Beel thought about the interaction and he realized it was the first time he hesitated to eat food. It was a natural reaction. He wanted to - needed to - make sure you would be okay without it, because he cared.
From then on, Beel found himself wanting to be around you more often. Especially if you were on cooking duty.
He would sit with you in the kitchen while you were cooking, watching your movements. He was mesmerized by you. And it made him so excited when you asked him to taste something you made to make sure the others would like it. He did everything in his power to not eat all of it himself.
If he was on cooking duty, you would sit with him as well. He would place you on the counter while he cooked and feed you bites of the food he made. He loved watching the way your eyes lit up when you tasted something you really liked and it would give him the proper motivation to find something else you would like.
Beel had never felt such an intimate connection with someone before he met you. You were like a food he was craving to have and his body would never be satisfied until he did have you.
You felt the same way, right? You had to. Beel was having a hard time not confessing his feelings to you. He expected you to be feeling the same, but you looked unbothered when you were around him.
You decided to do something nice for Beel. He had a really big game and as much as you wanted to be there to support him, you knew he would need something more than support. So, you stayed behind and decided to cook him a huge meal, knowing that he would work himself up an appetite.
You cooked all of his favorite things to eat, some of them taking hours to make. But, you wanted it to be perfect for him. You just knew he was going to win and you wanted him to have a celebratory meal waiting for him when he got home.
Beel did win his game and he was starving. Lucifer offered to take everyone out to eat, but Beel wanted to go to the House of Lamentation first to take you with. He was so glad that he did.
The second he entered the house, he was overwhelmed by how good everything smelled. It almost made him drool as he thought about the sight that awaited him.
His feet moved faster than his feet as he found himself making his way to the dining room. And, when he got there, his eyes widened. There was a large feast on the table, and he immediately recognized the dishes as all of his favorites.
You were setting another dish on the table, covered in ingredients and looking a bit run down from all the hard work you had been doing. You turned around and jumped a bit when you saw Beel standing there.
“Oh, Beel. You’re back early! I’m still making dessert,” you told him, scurrying off into the kitchen to finish the dessert.
Beel looked shell-shocked as he stared at the food, every inch of his body wanting to immediately dig in. But, he convinced himself to follow you into the kitchen first. He saw you putting the last finishing touches on the dessert and he asked, “Did you make all of this yourself?”
You gave him a small smile as you told him, “I wanted you to have a nice dinner to celebrate your win! You did…win, right?” Beel nodded his head and his heart swelled at the smile you gave him. No one’s ever done something like this for him, and he was so thankful his brothers weren’t there to ruin the moment.
Beel could no longer conceal his affection for you as he walked over and immediately engulfed you in a hug. One arm was around your waist while the other was around your back, his hand in your hair, pulling you closer to him as he softly told you, “I love you.”
You thought you would tense up when he hugged you intimately, even more so when he said those words. Instead, you melted into his touch, the realization of your feelings for the Avatar of Gluttony coming crashing down on you. “I love you too, Beel.”
He smiled at your words, finally releasing you from the hug only to pick you up and carry you over to the table. He placed you firmly on his lap and began to eat, making sure to feed you bites as well. He was so content having the two things he loves more than anything.
Teasing was one of Belphie’s favorite things to do. It didn’t matter who was on the receiving end. It could be you, it could be one of his brothers, it could even be Lord Diavolo. As long as he got a good reaction, he didn’t care.
You were by far his favorite to mess with though. Being the youngest of the brothers, he was used to getting his way. And you were not an exception to that.
If he wanted to use you as a pillow, you would oblige. If you didn’t, he would come lay on your lap anyway. But, you never declined his offer for cuddles anyway. Belphie would make sure to be as close to you as possible when he was cuddling you.
If you were sitting on the couch, it wasn’t good enough to simply lay on your lap. No, he would wrap his arms around you, snuggling even further into you.
If you were laying on the bed, he would lie on your chest, burying his head in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent while his other limbs draped over you. Sometimes, he would place his hand over your heart to assure himself that you were still alive.
What Belphie was not used to was someone else getting their way when it came to him.
Belphie was always the one who decided when and how he was going to get cuddles from you. So, when you came into the twin’s room, seeking him out, he was a bit shocked.
He was sleeping on his back in the bed when he felt a sudden weight drop on him. He immediately woke up with a small grunt and froze when he realized you were next to him, reversing the positions.
You were laying on his chest, pressed up all the way against him. Your arm was draped over him with your hand resting on one side of his neck while your head was nuzzled into the other side. Your leg rested across him, keeping him from moving.
Belphie was blushing when you laid on him like this. No one had ever cuddled him like this. He was usually the one who had to snuggle up to others. He didn’t move though, finding comfort in having you draped over him for once. That’s when he knew you had to have feelings for him as well. I mean, you sought him out. You wanted cuddles, you didn’t just tolerate them.
And don’t even get started on the teasing. Belphie loved teasing others, yes, but he was not a fan when it came to being teased himself.
He had never met someone who could really match his energy when it came to pulling pranks or getting under someone’s skin. And then you came along, and did it without even trying.
All you had to say was something about Belphie being a good cuddle partner or cute and he was flustered. It was frustrating for him, especially because you always left him wanting more from you. More compliments, more cuddles, just more of everything. But, you never continued. You led him to believe you had feelings for him but when he tried to act on your mutual feelings, it was like his words fell on deaf ears.
Which is precisely the predicament Belphie was in right now. He had been laying in bed with you, his head tucked into your neck to muffle his words. He had mumbled them against your skin, multiple times now.
And you just continued to scroll on your D.D.D. not even sparing a glance in his direction. After he said ‘I love you’ the last time, he was irritated. Especially when he opened his eyes to see your attention on the device, completely unphased.
He rolled his eyes and let out a groan of frustration as he took your D.D.D. and chucked it across the room. “Would you just tell me you love me, already?”
A blush coated Belphie’s cheeks at his sudden outburst and you looked at him with confusion. Love? Confusion quickly turned into realization as you suddenly understood that the way you cuddled and teased Belphie wasn’t because he was your friend, but because you had feelings for him.
“I love you, Belphie.”
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Mine friendo, the cat men and actual fish and stuff, salmon or tuna compared to canned cat food? Does König's fat ass eat the bag of tuna or demand the highest of quality of kitter food?
Okay so, König will eat anything and everything. For a good while, life was good for Reader. They could get whatever cheap crap they wanted and König would eat it all.
However, Horangi wouldn't.
Horangi started to get a bit thin. He turned his nose up at the stuff, looked away when Reader tried to feed him. He got huffy and puffy and upset. So what did reader do? She had to upgrade the food quality.
Now, if you get top of the line cat food, Horangi might eat it, but it's best to give him cooked meats and fish. He's incredibly fussy.
Now, one cat being fussy is one thing. Unfortunately, König quickly caught on and now he's fussy too! So now you have two fussy cats who both want prime quality fish and meat every night.
The problem, of course, is Horangi basically went on a silent hunger strike. König is too much of a fatass to be silent. He yowled and wailed and cried for ages until Reader gave in and gave him a bite of meat. Then he demanded more. And more. AND MORE.
Now, the grocery bill has basically tripled. However, notably, you got raises at your job. You boss looked very stressed when they told you. You keep finding extra change around the house. You notice that lately, you've been quite fortunate in circumstances. Friends are more willing to pay you back, all those debts are suddenly cleared (which causes a whole panic but that gets sorted when you hear it was a billionaire paying student loans). You somehow seem to find yourself getting more money.
And what do you do with this money? You treat your babies, of course!
Horangi and König are scrambling to find ways to get you more money. At this point, they're struggling to stay undercover because both of them want to sweep you off your feet and splurge on you. Until they figure out how they can both date you, they'll stick to making sure you find a hundred dollar bill crumpled beside your welcome mat.
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I don't care that Love in the Air had numerous sound problems and spent all their budget on (1) drone and hair ties for Payu when it has one of my all time favorite friend scenes in any BL where Sky platonically doms Rain in the middle of the day in the middle of fucking class in front of their friends, teachers, and the holy spirit for giving up his phone number to the hot rich asshole (Prapai) that Sky had a secret one night stand with where he broke Prapai's brain by riding the dick so well Megan Thee Stallion would clap in praise hallelujah making Prapai seek out Payu and Rain for Sky's phone number and by that point Rain is completely dicked down bad he's studying the scripture, he's setting up a pop up store, he's committed to being the best bratty bottom he can be and damnit Rain knows it's bros before hos except Rain wants to be the ho here and now he's in a dilemma!!! Dick or his bff's phone number and Rain read his options with his pussy okay???
so now Sky's got Rain on his knees, hands up hold up begging for forgiveness while their classmates are like, just another day of Sky domming Rain in public while we all rack up debt and draw our little houses and Rain's outright begging, & pleading & pouting with his baby doll eyes trying to channel e-girl sugar baby energy and Sky's like bugs bunny no.png and makes Rain sit there for another 30mins at penance cause he's been brat taming Rain since before Payu even spotted that pout he's a pro
who out here is doing it like them I ask you
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aviator!abby you say…👀
i did say aviator!abby… screamed it from the rooftops even 🤭 she stays heavvyyy on my mind.
click for palestine!
read before engaging with my works and acc
warnings: slight nsfw/smut at the end.
aviator!abby who has a deep-rooted one-sided rivalry w ellie, who literallyyyyy just wants to be her friend. she comes home and grumbles in your arms about her. "she's just so annoying baby!" she whines for the hundredth time about her coworker.
aviator!abby who's a dog person, but puts up with your evil cat just cause she loves you.
aviator!abby who can do more pushups than anyone on her squad. three fingers. two fingers. one finger even. she’s got them outranked without a doubt.
aviator!abby who always comes home exhausted. heart heavy, hands dirty, boots half unlaced by the time she’s in the door. she's eager to lay in bed with you.
you greet her at the door. she always kisses your temple first, slides to your warm cheeks, and kisses you softly on the lips. you know she’s had a long day.
“cooked your favorite,” you muse softly against the side of her mouth.
“how do you know me so well mrs.anderson?” she grins, dominant hand coming up to the nape of your neck.
you shrug, giggling against her chest, “years of practice maybe.”
“yeah, my baby’s the real mvp.” she smiles into another kiss.
aviator!abby who always has her hair in the most ridiculously tight braids and buns. she’s quite creative with her hair, and is always eager to try a new style on you for practice. but, her craft works against her towards the end of a long shift. deep migraine settling in her skull, and she knows it’s not gonna feel better until she’s sprawled in your lap while you undo her hair. your fingertips scratching at her scalp while she sighs and mewls at your lighthearted touch.
aviator!abby who’s totally obsessed with you. she's has got pictures of you in: her wallet, dashboard, phone case, on her locker mirror, even has her phone wallpaper. she’s got your kiss print on her helmet. made sure it stuck with some clear tape and lots of loving.
aviator!abby who’s somewhat quiet, but incredibly cocky. forget cocky, she’s so competitive. a calm game of monopoly between the two of you turns into to her cackling as she bulldozes you into debt. you roll your eyes at her antics cause it’s literally just monopoly, with her wife, but she treats it like war.
aviator!abby who loves taking care of her little wife. goes absolutely out of her way to make your life easier. problem with the car? actually, the oil hadn’t been changed in like forever and a half. don’t worry though, abby’s fixed it! you want a new dresser built? abby’s done it in half an hour. she made sure you timed her for proof. someone’s giving you a hard time? yeah, don’t let abs find out she’s gonna rip them a fucking new one. you call her an american bully like the dog breed, for how she’s always by your side. going out of her way to be overprotective.
aviator!abby who’s insecure. she’s in a male dominated field, constantly undervalued, and disregarded. she’s built up a thick layer of protection and ego to protect herself. she spends all day being: mean captain abigail anderson who chews out her inferiors and can kill with looks alone. but when she comes home, all the sudden it’s like a flip switch. it’s “pretty abby,” “baby,” “darling don’t trip on the cat toys on the stairs!” “come to bed i’m tired,” abby.
aviator!abby who likes being in control during sex. she likes how each action pulls out a very needy reaction from you. if she pulls on your nipples with her calloused finger pads, you’ll whine and arch your back into her chest, as her bicep curls around your waist. if she presses kisses into your neck, and sucks on the skin leaving bruises, she knows it’ll make you cry her name. your nails finding their way to her shoulder blades while she tortures your neck, littering it with love marks. abby knows, that if she hits that sweet spot deep in you w her strap, you almost always cum. sweet cream coating the silicone right around the base, abby can’t help but lick her lips as she pulls out of you, eliciting a string of cursed complaints. she’d suck the member off to taste you herself. but it’s more exciting to pull you to your knees and tap your eager tongue with her tip, groaning as you swallow yourself. not because it feels good, but god you’re so pretty.
aviator!abby who loves praise so bad. she gets so wet when you call her pretty. she’ll rut against your palm as you whisper in her ear. telling her that she’s your only girl. that you want her. no, you need her. she melts at the way you kiss her biceps, bite her bottom lip gently, and look up at her with big doe eyes when you eat her out. she tries extra hard to be gentle with you. you’re her princess, she doesn’t wanna hurt you. but she can’t help herself when her hips rut into your tongue and her hands come to grip the base of your neck and the roots of your hair roughly. but she can’t help and darkly chuckle as you moan into her mound at the action. “my baby’s a dirty girl huh?” when you don’t reply she tugs your hair again, smirking as you lick feverishly at her clit. she removes her hand from the back of your neck and taps her pointer and middle finger against your cheek, “don’t you remember the rules babe? speak when spoken to. thought you were a good girl?” when you attempt to pull off her, she clicks her tongue snd uses her hold on your hair to keep you in place. “god you’re so bratty today.” she smiles to herself.
sigh, aviator!abby please i need you. need you so so so so bad.
im so stuck on what her callsign would be, what do yall think?
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w.count: 2k - wanderer finally got his name and he feels like he's gotta tell someone... (bet yall never saw this comin)
there was a humming in his head. and it felt heavy. like he had been dunked in a bin of well water and had only just resurfaced. regaining a whole past life of memories on top of immediately being thrown into combat with the past life god version of yourself... it certain had a kick to it. that kick being the biggest headache the nameless wanderer has ever experienced... past or present.
the wanderer had only just recovered all his past memories through simulations provided graciously by the dendro archon. trying to separate the dull, mindlessly kind life he had been living in this lifetime from the one he had just remembered where he was anything but? the whiplash was enough to make anyone second guess pretty much everything.
in the background of his emotional recollection the nameless mechanical puppet could hear the traveler and paimon talk back and forth with the small buer herself. just because he could hear them though, didn't mean he was listening.
wanderer's back turned away from them for a moment and his hand lifts up to pinch between his eyes, palm resting on the tip of his nose as he swallows back a sigh. they were talking about him following nahida's guidance, and he had no qualms with it, really. he just felt overwhelmed... not that he could say so aloud.
the trio continued talking and soon decided to grant him a new name. if it didn't have any connection to that insufferable man who was the root cause of all his suffering to begin with he didn't have a preference anyway-
"are you sure?" the nameless doll asked the blond traveler who had just spoken the new name he would eventually be using. "...ah, alright, if you say so."
-at least... he thought he had no preference.
wanderer had no issue with the name itself. it was given to him by someone who- foolishly- help him regain his memories and set him straighter. a debt he would have to eventually repay somehow since even he was capable of being grateful to someone. but, the way it sounded coming out of the traveler's mouth felt... wrong. like they weren't the right person to say it first; which made absolutely no sense as they're the one who came up with it in the first place. paimon had also not yet come up with an 'ugly nickname', but that wasn't his problem to begin with.
there was this digging in the back of his mind, like he had some other place to be. his legs were itching to move, feet ready to take him out of the sanctuary of surasthana. so, without much resistance, he listened to the silent cries of his mechanical body.
"goodbye, wise deity, and you two."
even if his jumbled up mind didn't process where his body was taking him, he trusted it to take him where he thought he ought to be. besides, with his new vision in hand even if he walked into some place dangerous to the common person- he could handle it.
its crazy that just this morning he was walking through these same streets of sumeru city as virtually a whole different person. the mild-mannered boy who would return the smallest favors just to keep himself occupied. now he was different, but not the same as the 'him' who's memories he had regained. a combination of the two, just messy and unbalanced right now.
the sun was setting and casting the city in shadows and orange hues. mindlessly, wanderer had meandered down and out of the city gates. walking and casting glances to and fro before a small hut had entered his peripherals. his auto-piloted body stopped just short of a full step before kicking up speed. his easy gait turned rushed and before he knew it, he was jogging to the hut.
it was a tea hut. just a small one. a couple bench tables out front, a small chimey in the roof and what seemed like hardly enough room inside for five people and a stove to fit comfortably. still, the smell of boiled tea leaves hung in the air like invisible ribbons. just standing in front of the closed-up shop filled him with familiarity.
the memories that had been muddled started to separate into clearer views the longer he stood in the dirt just looking around at the lackluster area.
wanderer's shoulders jumped when the door that had been closed to the tea hut creaked open. a body carrying a small wicker basket with a cloth over it had pushed it open with their back, rolling it onto their shoulder before stepping out and letting it swing shut at their back.
"ah!" they- you- jolt. the sun was setting and normally people don't fancy a cup of tea at late hours where your little humble hut stood, so seeing the feet of someone in front of the building spooked you. the wicker basket had dropped to the dirt, causing small plumes of dust to breathe over your ankles. "you scared me- oh!" the stranger in which had scared you, was no stranger to you at all. "i didn't think i'd be seeing you again so soon."
"yeah..." the wanderer's voice was practically a whisper only carried by the wind. he knew you- the previous mild-mannered boy did anyway.
among his wandering, he had happened upon your hut and with nothing better to do had ordered tea from you. you were a chatter box. easily conversing and holding all sort of topics of discussion with your customers- as few as they may be.
he couldn't remember if it was because of your tea that was somehow exactly to his liking or if it was because, back then, he enjoyed the company, but he did remember frequently returning to this tea hut.
he had come several times and as embarrassing as it was to admit, he had built a sort of bond with you. to the point where he had explained to you that he had no name and always felt like he was missing something in his life. of course he didn't disclose everything there is to him, but just enough to ease the weight in his chest just ever so slightly.
'maybe you lost your memory or something? i've heard lesser lord kusanali can do all sorts of things, so maybe she could help!'
you had pitched that to him one time. probably just to try and cheer him up or something. who knew that you'd end up being right on the mark.
"is something the matter?" you had disregarded the basket at your feet- it was empty anyway- and came a bit closer to the nameless boy.
"no, it's nothing." he told you. something in his tone immediately gave him away. it wasn't the soft tone you had grown used to. it sounded choked, like he was trying to act. you think for a moment before twisting halfway around back towards the hut's door.
"you stay put here," you tell him. his gaze moves to finally look you in the eyes and his own twitch and burn when they connect. he's always hated eye contact, but yours felt so comfortable. "i'll go and make a cup of tea for you. since you like it black, it won't take long."
the feeling that drops into his gut when your eyes break away from his and you back stares to his gaze instead was akin to a type of panic.
"hold on-!" his voice was quiet, clogged in his throat and he felt pretty pathetic when it left his lips. his body again moves all on its own and before he could reel himself in, his hands grab onto you.
with your back to him, his hands grasp both of your biceps and keeps you in place like a shield between him and the rigidity ol' hut. you could feel the tips of his sandals at the back of your heels and the presence of his body behind you signaling how close he really was. his forehead rests on the back of your neck, just under the dip of your skull. the tip of his nose tickles your neck when your shoulders raise with each intake of breath.
"uhm," you have no idea what's gotten into him or why he's acting so strange, but it's not like you really had time to ask before he was spilling his guts.
"i got my memories back." he sounded so solemn, as he feels your shoulder's jolt.
"really?!" your voice was loud as it echoed in the empty space around. it sounded excited, curious too. "I bet that's a loud off your shoulders, huh?" you light heartedly say.
"in a way." he couldn't admit his past wrongs to you- even if all of that was in a whole other timeline. he still did so many awful things and he wouldn't deny it. "i might act differently towards you now that i know... who i am."
"that's alright, isn't it?" against the crown of his bowed head that made a home against your neck, he feels your head tilt back. your arms shifted too, like they had moved to cup your chin. he could picture it perfectly in his head when he closes his eyes.
"its complicated."
"well, that's alright too."
"is it?" his jaw clenches as your arms go lax again.
"can i turn around?"
"not yet."
"why not?"
"because i said so." his eyebrow twitches.
"oh, so you're demanding now?" you tease.
"that a problem?" he teases back, a chuckle brushing your neck as he does. he knows what you're doing and he's thankful for it. the banter is relaxing.
"not at all."
it's a while before he's finally dropping his hands from your arms, and letting you turn around. your hands on your hips as you look at him in the face again. he's calmed down, feels tired, and a little embarrassed at how his body impulsively moved in such a mushy, romantic-coded way. if he had a gag reflex, he probably would've gagged at such a cliche action of his own limbs.
"so, do you still like your tea black?"
wanderer's arms came to cross over his chest, his stern face relaxing into what was probably a bit more of a harsh tone than you were used to in the past. you didn't say it out loud, but this version of him would take some getting used to.
"of course i do. sweets are sickening." you burst out into laughter at his words and the disgusted tone accompanying them. in the past he would've politely stated that they 'weren't to his liking' or something. not outright rejected the idea of sweets.
"that's good. i was worried i'd have to relearn your usual cup of tea." you pop your fist into your opposing hand before your changing the subject away from tea preferences. "oh yeah! since you remember things, do you remember your name?"
"i've had several," he states curtly. "none of them i use anymore." he watched your face twist in confusion before falling into something like disappointment. were you really that excited to finally get to put a name to his face? he sighs. "a... friend," he grits, "technically gave me a new one. since i have nothing else to go by right now, i'll probably be using that for the time being." your eyes relit in excitement. he feels his insides get hot.
"that's great! what is it? i want to know!" you were pushy and he scoffs amusedly at it. the traveler's voice echoed in his memory, his new name bouncing around in his mind. then it all made sense with you in front of him.
reaching up, he pulled on your cheek. you squawk and whine as he stretches the soft flesh, pinching it between his fingertips. no wonder it sounded wrong coming out of that meddler's mouth. it's because it wasn't you and his subconscious knew it before he did. gross, he hisses to himself internally again.
"i'm only going to tell you once, so you better pay attention." the not-so-nameless boy released your cheek, watching bemusedly as you rubbed the sore piece of your face. his stance shifts, relaxes with his arms crossing comfortably over his chest. and with direct eye contact and an easy, yet almost smug smile on his face, he told you...
"my name is..."
a/n: okay this is kinda sorta really messy and i apologize for that
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Venus and problems in your relationship and marriage D1/D9 ( part = 1)
Explanation = we all know that venus is the symbol of harmony and relationship and love , romance and in astrology its play a vital role in marriage and relationship look at where your venus is placed count the 6H or sign from there and the house or sign you got 6 from venus is always the root of problems in your marriage or relationship. ( its for both D1 or D9 chart )
Venus in 1st House ( After counting 6 from 1H) = then you got 6H you can face problems from Material family or from mothers relatives. Your servant can be the reason of Problems in Marriage or in relationships. If there is a competitive relationship between partners or in Marriage it also causes Problems. Karmic Debt in Marriage or relationship, jealousy, lies , diseases can be part of major root of problems.
Venus in 2nd House = (After counting 6 from 2H) =
venus is really in a good position but things related Marriage, partnerships , partnership dealing,past relationships topics can be the problems in your love life or in your marriage.
Venus in 3rd House = ( After counting 6 from 3H) =
your in laws , partner side relatives or peoples debt , toxicity, debt of karma . Transformative face of relationships or your shared resources like money and things related to sexuallity matters can cause damage to your relationship.
Venus in 4th House =( After counting 6 from 4H) =
Teachers, people who are like mentors for you, your gurus and your father or father figure in life. Your traditional values can be problems in your relationships , culture related or culture or traditional difference. Your sister in law or brother in law can cause problems in your marriage or relationship.
Venus in 5th House = ( After counting 6 from 5H) =
Things related to your workplace, work environment, your work routine, mother in laws and father in laws, authority and your ego can create problems in your relationships or marriage, your reputation or your partner reputation, public image of you and your partner, career of couples can be root of problems .
Venus in 6th House = ( After counying 6 from 6H ) =
your desire in life , elder siblings, your friends or your social Circle, daughter in law and son in law , your goals can be the root of your relationship.
Venus in 7th House =(After counting 6 from 7H) =
your grandparents, hidden enemies, high chances of curse ( pitra dosh or Matr dosh ) , spirituality can be the root of problems in your marriage and relationship.
Venus in 8th House = ( After counting 6 from 8H ) =
yourself , your nature, your approach and your physical style, appearance can be problems in your marriage or relationship.
Venus in 9th House = ( After counting 6 from 9H) =
your financial problems or your finances, your possessions or in relationships, your values in life can be the root of your marriage and relationship.
Venus in 10th House = ( After counting 6 from 10H ) =
your communication style, communication style method,your siblings, your Mental state, short trips, your arrogance can be problems in your marriage or relationship.
Venus in 11th House =( After counting 6 from 11H ) =
you family, your home matters , your mother, your emotional state , your emotions, your deep can be problems in your marriage or relationship.
Venus in 12th House =( After counting 6 from 12H ) =
your life after children , matters related to your children, your followers you love Language or ways to show love can be problems in your marriage or relationship.
Hope you like it
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So the AA Fandom has no shortage of jokes about how our favorite Anime Laywers generally prioritize stuff like the Power of Friendship above more mundane concerns like 'getting paid for doing their job' but...seriously now, how often do they actually get paid for lawyering?
Well, welcome to...
The Big Overview of WAA Lawyers and Actually Getting Paid!!
The vast majority of AA Cases do not discuss payments for legal services explictly, so I will be Ranking how probable I feel it is the Lawyers got Paid. With a 0 standing for 'explictly and unambigiously did not get paid' and 1 standing for 'explictly and unambigiously did get paid'
The First Turnabout
That's an easy one, it is actually explicitly mentioned that no, Larry did not pay Phoenix for his services as a Lawyer.
And so, my first trial came to a close. Larry slapped me on the back and said, "Gee, Nick, it's good to have friends!" But I'm pretty sure he's not going to pay us. Unless you count the clock he gave Mia.
Which is brought up again months later during 'Turnabout Goodbyes'
Butz: Whoa… Nick. S-so, is that why you helped me out for free? Phoenix: Uh… yes. I helped you because I believed in you. (Except I don't remember saying I'd do it for free…)
So Phoenix expected and wanted to get paid, but he’s just, like, not assertive enough to get his money off Larry. And thus a long legacy of Not Getting Money was born!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0
Turnabout Sisters
Okay, so the subject of money does not come up directly in ‘Turnabout Sisters’ but like… Maya does not seem to have a lot of liquid funds on her at this point. For most of the games she generally relays on Phoenix to pay for things for her. At best right now she is semi-dependent on Morgan for cash - and considering her motivations, she probably came out with some excuse like ‘oooh Mystic Maya must prove her independence in such a dire situation or something, the whole Fey Family is broke we can’t afford to give you any more money I feel so bad ooooh’.
So I think if Phoenix got paid for defending her that was mostly a token symbolic gesture of gratitude more than actually anything that’ll help him pay the rent. And obviously Phoenix wouldn’t gain anything if he paid himself for that second trial of the case lol
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.1
Turnabout Samurai
Okay, so this is the first case where I think it is more likely than not Phoenix Actually Got Paid. There’s nothing textual, but I think with the implications of Phoenix starting the case fretting over how to pay the rent:
Phoenix: A month has passed since my trial. Mia's murder was the talk of the town for some time… But no one paid any attention to the Wright & Co. Law Offices… How am I going to pay the rent this month? Maya: It'll be okay. I'm sure some big client is just around the corner! Phoenix: Hmph.
And THEN his new Client is Will Powers who is:
a fairly sucessful actor whose life and career seems to be unglamorous but financially stable.
the first cilent Phoenix has who isn't a friend, a relative-of-a-friend or Literally Himself
generally just a really nice and wholesome guy.
It seems pretty likely to me that Phoenix and Maya got paid for this one!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.8
Turnabout Goodbyes
OKAY so, I've seen folks say that Phoenix would've probably done this for free cause he sees this whole thing as repaying a debt for Being Nice to Him in Fourth Grade because as we all know, Phoenix is a Certified Ridiculous Human Being.
Phoenix: This is my chance to finally pay you back. Maya: Pay him back…? Edgeworth: Pay me back? For what? I don't remember ever doing anything for you. Phoenix: Never mind… I guess you don't really need to know.
Buuuuut... Larry at the time was also part of that Class Trial Bestie Pact and Phoenix did expect him to pay I mean Larry is not the Love of His Life but still.
And more important, this case ALSO established that Miles has a problem expressing gratitude and overcompensate using financial gifts.
Phoenix: Thank you. Oh, wait! Umm… I was wondering, how much is bail going to be? Gumshoe: Don't worry about that. Mr. Edgeworth is posting the whole amount. Phoenix: What? Edgeworth…? Gumshoe: Didn't I tell you? He's grateful to her for what she did. Alright, pal. Well don't forget to go pick her up, okay? Phoenix: (Hmm… Maybe I can get Edgeworth to pay this month's rent, too…)
So I feel, like, regardless of what Phoenix wanted - at the end of this trial - Miles IS going to make sure he is GETTING PAID. Dude was probably shoving checks into his mailbox like a full month after the trial concluded.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.9
Rise from the Ashes
So... the person who initially hires Phoenix to the case is Ema Skye, a 16 year old girl whose main funds are her allowance. And Phoenix was kinda willfully ignoring his financial situation at the start and only took this case for sentimental reasons. (just more evidence that Miles was STILL sending him payments for 'Goodbyes' lol)
It's been two months since Maya left the office… Two months without a single trial. I've had offers… But none I took. That is… until the day that girl showed up.
However he does get 'formally requested' by her probably-well-off-considering-prosecutors-in-this-series older sister shortly thereafter.
Lana: … Mr. Wright? Phoenix: Y-yes? Lana: I believe our discussion here is ended. The rest… I leave to you. Phoenix: …! Um… you mean, you're requesting my services as your defense? Lana: Don't lose any sleep over it. Your client has confessed, after all. The case is over. Phoenix: Right… I'll do what I can to get to the bottom of this. Lana: …
And after a very long and harrowing journey of being in-conflict with his own client, Lana did end up being very grateful for what he did. And again, this case espacially emphasizes that 'prosecutors make the big bucks' - so she had both the means and will to pay him.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.6
The Lost Turnabout
Alrighty, so, Maggey is generally a nice girl and also a fangirl of Phoenix Wright and that gives her an incentive to support him financially...
Actually, I really love to watch court proceedings, and I always root for you to win! When I'm off duty, I like to come here and…
But with how unlucky she is, that might imply that she could have Money Troubles. Although on the other hand she at least has a stable job at the moment... But on the other OTHER hand she does mention how all the other lawyers 'laughed her off'
Just when I thought all hope was lost; when all the other lawyers had laughed me off… "Leave it to me!" you said! You! The one and only Phoenix Wright came to save the day! And just like that, I was moved to tears, sir! I'll never forget what you're doing for me, EVER!
Which usually I wouldn't note as a financial thing. Usually when an AA Defendant is like 'oooh I have no one else to turn too, all the other lawyers turned me down......" this is because the case is considered too impossible to win or Unbearably Wacky (or some sort of conspiracy like with Maya in 'Sisters'). But, like, this is a Tutorial Case. Phoenix won that one with Fucking Amnesia. The 'impossibility' of the case was not the issue, so, yeah, it might legitimately be the money?
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.4
Reunion, and Turnabout
It's Maya Murder Trial Time Again! Pretty much the same as before with the two added factors being:
Maya is now officially employed in the Wright & Co. Law Offices during the duration of the trial.
AFTER the Trial, when Morgan is like, in jail - Maya might have a bit more acess to her family funds. Although they are established to Not Be Doing Well Financially in general....
A piece of cloth with a ton of finely-written characters jammed onto it. Probably esoteric knowledge only mediums should know. …Hmm, let's see… Here's one in English… It says… "100 Ways to Save Money". … Being a medium sounds like a rough way of life…
I think all in all these kinda even out to the same Chances of Getting Paid at last time??
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.1
Turnabout Big Top
So if you ever start discussing how pointless the AA 'middle cases' are - just remember this one crucial detail; they are the most reliable way Phoenix Wright gets food on his plate! We once again have a stranger (that Phoenix won't feel obligated to defend for free) that is very explictly Fabulously Wealthy.
He's not as nicey-nice as Will Powers is but I feel like paying Phoenix's legal fees is not something Max will bet an eye at.
Phoenix: It's a table for guests… There are some papers scattered on top. Maya: Ah! Look at this! Max's salary is written on this piece of paper. YIKES! Phoenix: W-What is it? Maya: I didn't know a magician… This salary is incredible! Phoenix: (She looks like she's about ready to pass out from shock…) How much is it!? How much is it!? T-T-THAT MUCH!? Maya: Incredible, huh? Phoenix: You can say that again.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Farewell, My Turnabout
Okay so this is the Big One. This one’s a really complicated one to determine.
Let’s just get the first thing out of the way, the fact that Phoenix “”lost”” the case does not matter one way or another. Criminal Defense Lawyers, as a general rule, do not work on a Contingency Fee Basis. That means they are paid regardless of the result of the trial. So if this was a normal trial, Phoenix would probably be paid.
But this was not a normal trial, was it?
Phoenix was FORCED to work as a Defense Attorney due to a KIDNAPPER. And, like, my first instinct is ‘if you are already forcing someone to work via criminal means, why the hell would you also pay them??’
Buuuuut….. This is MY instinct, not the instinct of goddam Shelly De Killer.
Since Shelly’s whole thing is being the Honorable Assassin, and he has some level of respect towards Phoenix as like a Fellow Professional. I can see him thinking maybe wanting Phoenix to get paid for the work he is Coercing Him To Do Under Threat of Murdering His Best Friend for the sake of Honor.
But also also, Phoenix’s terms are not officially with De Killer, it’s with This Asshole!
And Matt Engarde is absolutely the kind of guy to casually take advantage of Phoenix’s frantic ‘please please just let me be your lawyer or my Friend is gonna Die!’ thing where, like, obviously getting paid is NOT gonna cross through Phoenix’s head atm in order to not pay/severely underpay the guy even though he can obviously afford it.
All in all, things are not looking good for this case’s probability, which is a shame considering how it ends.
Powers: Um, anyway… So, who's paying for this lovely dinner party? Maya: As if you need to ask! Everyone say, "Thank you" to Nick! Phoenix: Huh? Gumshoe: Ah, yeah… I'm kinda at the point where I can't even buy instant noodles, pal. So I kinda already put your name on the bill.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.3
Turnabout Memories
First time covering a Lawyer that’s not Phoenix!
Now, Mia’s client in this case is a college student who probably doesn't have tons of personal funds, and considering her own motivations for taking on the case she probably would’ve done it for free but…
At the time she was employed at the Grossberg Law Offices, and Phoenix hired just the office in general and then Mia took over the case just last night.
Grossberg: Still, you surprised me… What, with your earnest request last night… "Let me handle this case!" you suddenly said. And quite forcefully, too! Mia: I just found out yesterday. About the case, I mean.
So... really this is just the Vibes I get from the Grossberg Law Offices, being generally the more professional and by-the-book law offices compared to the utter chaotic energy of Wright and Co, that makes me assume that they usually reliably charge their clients and pay their lawyers.
There’s some evidence further down the line (which we’ll get to soon) that some of their lawyers do some pro-bono work - but I dunno if Phoenix’s case was extreme enough to necessitate that (I mean he might be a broke college student but his family would probably help him with the legal funds although that assumes they even exist) . So my assumption is that Mia probably did get paid. Probably?
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.75
The Stolen Turnabout
So, Ron DeLite used to really financially struggle to keep up with his wife’s shopaholic habits - but that seems to have stabilized ever since his ‘benefactor’ showed up. So I’d assume he still has some funds left to pay his lawyer. I mean I guess it won’t be totally implausible if Desiree did manage to blow through them all…. Or maybe being a a high-spending shopaholic means that she’d want to pay extravagantly for her lawyer as well?
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Recipe for Turnabout
It’s Maggey again! And now she’s:
Closer to a friend, or at least a friend-of-friend. Rather than Just Another Client.
Is probably in a more dire financial state than before, on account of being unemployed and also in jail for the last two months.
Also being a waitress isn’t that prestigious a job anyways
And if anyone is gonna help her cover her legal fees it could only be Gumshoe which… does not bode well to anyone involved!
Pissed at Phoenix cause it took her some time to realize that no, that guy who got her found guilty two months ago is not him
So basically everything that changed since her last trial makes it less likely that Phoenix charged for his legal services. I'm sure she'd try her best by the end, but Phoenix might just wave it off to save everyone a headache.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.3
Turnabout Beginnings
So first things first I want to reiterate that Criminal Defense Attorneys generally get paid regardless of if they ‘win’ and while I couldn’t find any concrete statements about the matter - I believe they get paid even if their clients die mid-trial??? I mean, the legal fees just get added to their posthumous debts? So the lawyer would hypothetically be able to claim their due payment from the deceased’s remaining funds and possessions. If they wanted to, that is…
Cause, well, this is why I said the Grossberg Law Offices might do some pro-bono cases. Terry Fawles was, like, a part-time tutor who has been incarcerated for the last five years. If he has any family or friends outside that could help him with his legal fees, he never mentions them.
So I’m really not sure if he bought Mia services or if she volunteered to do this pro-bono after hearing he had no options for legal representations out of concern for, like, prisoners rights.
And even if he was supposed to pay Mia for her service, after the grim ending of the case - I’m not sure if she would’ve even tried to pursue getting her legal fees from Fawles’ posthumously/from his next of kin. From how deeply traumatized she was by that trial, I think that would’ve only made her feel worse about the whole situation.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.05
Bridge to the Turnabout
Iris is a nun from a small temple that is mentioned to not-be-doing-so-hot (cause it’s tied with the Kurain Channeling Technique and it’s been on a downturn since DL-6), but she does have at least enough personal funds to have her own cell-phone and occasionally go into town. So it’s not a lot, but I think it’s enough to get Phoenix at least a a symbolic token-of-gratitude payment.
Also, it might be possible Phoenix will wave off the fees due to the Personal Connection to the case. You know, he was doing this primarily to Uncover the Truth and get some personal closure for the Dahlia mess.... Or maybe not, cause he did still get paid (or tried to get paid, or forced to get paid) to save his two Fourth-Grade-Life-Debt Childhood Best Friends in court?
(And I do mean just Phoenix, Miles probably would never charge for his services as ‘acting defense attorney’, we don’t need that farce to get any farcier)
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.3
Turnabout Trump
Now this is a complicated one, let us list the factors here one-by-one:
1. As per Apollo’s comment in the next episode, the Gavin Law Offices probably operated strictly quid pro quo.
(Good-bye, quid pro quo. Hello pro bono. sigh)
2. Phoenix is supposedly friends with the boss of the Agency. And in reality, Kritoph Gavin has a very VERY vested interest in making sure the trial goes According to Plan. Incentivising him to at least give Phoenix a discount.
3. Phoenix is also not doing that great financially right now.
4. Oh right, that entire law agency disbanded once the boss got arrested at the end of the trial!
…Speaking of which, I may be out of a job. I work for Gavin Law Offices, after all. (I still can't believe I just saw Mr. Gavin get led away in handcuffs…)
I think it is most likely that Phoenix got some sort of “”Friend”” Discount from Kristoph. But I really don’t know what happens if an entire law firm gets disbanded right after the trial cause the owner got arrested as a result of it. It probably depends on whether Phoenix was in agreement with the Gavin Law Offices who then assigned Apollo on the case or if Phoenix had an agreement with Apollo directly.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.5
Turnabout Corner
Oh hey, look! Another rare case of an Ace Attorney that actually discusses the issue of money directly!
Well, I mean we know how much Apollo got paid for solving the case of Phoenix’s accident and Trucy’s panties (nothing) and for solving Eldoon’s Noodle Cart Theft (a free bowl of ramen). We don’t see them directly discuss the subject of payment regarding Apollo’s Actual Job…
Apollo: Your request… let me guess, something's been stolen? Alita: Um, your flyer… It says "now defending" so I thought… Apollo: Whaaaat!? You mean, you mean you want me to defend you? Me? Trucy: Maybe you can tell us what happened? Were you hit by a car? Did someone steal your stand? Or your panties? Alita: No! No… I'm not the client, actually. The client would be my… well, my fiancé, I suppose you'd call him. Apollo: Fiancé…? What happened to him, then? Alita: He was arrested this morning. The charge… was murder.
But as he was complaining before about not only being pigeonholed as some sort of a detective, but also not getting paid for anything…
Um… I was wondering when I get paid? We solved the case of your accident, and um, found a missing article of clothing.
And then getting this job and being so happy about it...
Trucy: Polly! You look as happy as a clam in its shell. Apollo: For a lawyer this is it, the place where the battle begins!
Implies that He’s Getting Paid - just as much as with Phoenix’s rent stuff in ‘Turnabout Samurai’ if not more.
Also, I don’t think the fact that the person who hired him wanted him to fail and is now going to prison is a factor here.
As I already mentioned, Defense Attorneys get paid regardless of the outcome of a trial and logically that would apply both when they lose and when they win. Plus, I am pretty sure Alita filed her request officially through Wocky’s name or the Kitaki family in general and they were obviously very grateful for what Apollo did, and they had both the wins and wills to pay him.
So let’s give a big round of applause for Apollo Justice, the WAA Lawyer most likely to get paid!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.99
Turnabout Serenade
These kind of showbiz-focused Middle Cases are generally pretty good for Getting Paid Probabilities, but this case is a bit more complicated.
Cause the plot of this case hinges on Machi being so desperate for money that he was willing to risk death via cocoon smuggling,
Situation… I cannot explain. But money. I needed. Very much money.
That doesn’t necessarily mean he was unable to afford a lawyer - without details of why exactly he needed that Sweet, Sweet Cocoon Money we can’t be sure. But it’s plausible that hiring Apollo was not out of his price range but he was desperate for something far more expensive.
Considering his young age and… you know, until the final day of the trial he pretended to not understand a word of English, it’s also possible hiring Apollo was a matter handled by Lamirior and/or the duo’s agency. Both of which will probably feel committed to Actually Paying, each from their own angle.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Turnabout Succession
Now, HERE’S a complicated one!
Going generally over the usual stuff, Vera is a pretty nice person and she’s clearly grateful for what Apollo and Trucy did for her. And while the Misham Family was driven into forgeries by financial desperation, at the present-time they seem stable enough that Vera could at least afford the rates of the WAA. If this was just another case, it’ll get like a solid 0.7 at minimum. Pretty typical stuff by now.
But this isn’t just one more ordinary case. This a weird sort of ‘Test Trial’ for the Jurist System with every factor - including the Defendant and the Attorney - arranged by Phoenix’s weird little committee.
Well, for one, I'll be chair of the Jurist System Simulated Court Committee. The chair constructs the ideal situation… choosing the case, the jurist candidates… …even the judge and the courtroom.
Apollo: So… what kind of case is the trial simulation about? Phoenix: Well, since it is the first run through of a new system, I wanted something simple. Trucy: Good thinking! No sense wearing yourself out on something too serious! Phoenix: True. The case is a murder. Apollo: That's not simple at all!! Trucy: By "simple", did you mean that the defendant is… Phoenix: …Guilty. Yes. Most likely. …So, good luck, Apollo. Apollo: Um… with what? Phoenix: With the trial tomorrow. You're defending, of course. Recall that I said it had something to do with you.
So I guess the question here, did Phoenix basically make Vera officially hire Apollo? Did the committee hire Apollo and they’re the one paying him? Is this another case of Phoenix trolling Apollo into doing Free Volunteer Work for him?
Honestly I wouldn’t put that past the AA4 version of Phoenix..............but also if he did that I doubt he would’ve missed a chance to crack a joke at Apollo’s expense about that.
...You know, I started this thread of thought with the thought I’m arguing for a lower Getting Paid score for this case but I think I just talked myself into increasing the probability.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.8
Also bonus round: THE TRIAL OF SHADI ENIGMAR!
Zero fucking chances Phoenix got paid on this one. HIS CLIENT DISAPPEARED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE COURT PROCEEDING! And even if Phoenix gets paid before a trial is concluded (unlikely, since he didn’t know Larry wasn’t paying him until after the case was closed), he was his attorney for like half-a-day before he disappeared so wouldn’t have much of a chance either way. And considering Zak’s character (and how he also tried to sabotage Phoenix’s current Poker-based career seven years after that), I doubt he put that much thought into Phoenix and his financial considerations to give him a down payment in case he had to to do his disappearnce act or whatever. The only thing Zak left Phoenix with when he left was his goddam abandoned child and ONE LESS BADGE!
So I think this case deserves a very special score!
Probability of Getting Paid: -1
Turnabout Countdown
It’s time for Athena’s first case! Or second case, depending on how you look at it.
Now, one of the major ways that Dual Destinies is gonna shake this Deep Serious Analysis up is that before we had, like, one Active Full-Time Lawyer at any time (maybe with a backup lawyer for Flashback Cases), and we now have Three Different Lawyers actively working together on the same cases. My main concern is primarily not which WAA Lawyers get paid for these cases, but IF any of them got paid at all. Still, shenanigans of cases changing hands officially and unofficially are gonna play a factor in my analysis as well.
And it’s here right from the start! We once again have a Lawyer defending their bestest friend in the whole world, and while some people’s instincts might suggest that means that Defense was for free, well… First things first, we already established Precedence for that back in the first trial of the first game with Larry (not for Lawyers getting paid by their friends, but at least expecting payment) and Juniper’s family is probably doing Just Fine considering she attends this super-fancy-pant prestigious Lawyer High School - so she would want to financially support Athena I would think.
And ALSO, Juniper technically didn’t hire Athena, Apollo was the one supposed to defend Junie in court at first. And although Juniper is… growing closer to Apollo at this point in canon, I don't think it's quite the ‘defend me in court for Free’ point of their relationship, compared to where Juniper and Athena are at. So this is just, like, one extra point to the Final Score!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
The Monstrous Turnabout
So in this episode, we actually have two different jobs we need to make sure if Apollo actually got paid for. We have the actual criminal defense case, and we also have Babysitting Trucy.
Trucy: Oh, we'd better hurry. Doesn't look Daddy's going to make it, so let's get going. Apollo: Huh? Where are we going? What about the job he mentioned? Trucy: This IS the job, Polly! You're supposed to keep me company today! Now, come on! Apollo: Another day of not being a lawyer. Should've seen this coming. Trucy: Well, this is the "Wright ANYTHING Agency," y'know. And there's no law-related work at the moment, so… Apollo: (Tell me again why I chose to "work" here?) Where is Mr. Wright, anyway?
That being said, Phoenix might still be a bit of a troll but the WAA is doing a lot better financially now that Trucy has those Sweet Gramarye rights and he’s not quite as mean to Apollo as he was back in Hobomode. So I get a feeling that even with this little runaround, Apollo is probably at least getting paid for chaperoning Trucy around?? Probably?
The actual case is actually a lot more clear cut. It is directly mentioned that Damian Tenma could probably afford lawyers much more prestigious than the WAA, it’s just a matter of the WAA being the only ones crazy enough to take on this ‘doomed’ case.
Trucy: Apollo! Maybe this is your chance. Apollo: Chance for what? Trucy: To do the right thing and defend Jinxie's dad in court! Apollo: Who, me? Wouldn't a man like Mayor Tenma have access to more experienced lawyers? Jinxie: Umm… You wanna know what the detectives said? They doubted there was a lawyer who could get a not-guilty verdict in this one.
And with Mayor Tenma’s personality being based around being almost overly-generous and grateful…
Tenma: How… incredibly… RUDE! Apollo: Umm, sorry. Did I do something to offend you? Tenma: A visitor when all others shun me like a common criminal! And here I am with nothing to offer! I am the epitome of rude! Apollo: (………Wait, so he wasn't mad at me?)
I feel like it is almost a certainty that Apollo and Athena did get paid for this case!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.85
Turnabout Academy
Okay so, it’s Junie again! Or Junie for the first time depending on how you look at it!
So all of the points I already brought up about Juniper from ‘Countdown’ still apply (save for the stuff about Apollo, of course) but ALSO this is right when Athena and Juniper reunited and their whole emotional arc in this case is about Athena feeling Juniper is being Uncharacteristically Cold and Distant towards her. So defending her on a Friend Discount would be a bit strange at this point. Maybe I can see Athena trying to insist she’d do it for free but Juniper refused?
Although I think that IS a bit weird that they had this big whole scene with Professor ScaryStatue taking over Juniper’s case and the issue of payment doesn’t even come up in passing. I mean, yes obviously, the issues of Trust and Truth and Aristotle Means being Sus as Fuck are the important things in this narrative but I’m suprised there’s not even a mention in passing. Like Means accusing Athena and Apollo of wanting this case back for the Money but they refute him???
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.8
The Cosmic Turnabout
Okay, look, I know I keep bringing up the Larry Precedence but it really IS quite relevant. If Actual Overly-Sentimental Human Disaster Phoenix Wright tried to charge a rate for his childhood best friend who was drifting through life doing weird odd jobs at that time. - Then Apollo, who is generally more practical minded, is probably going to charge a rate for his older acquaintance with the stable Astronaut Job. And while Solomon is a bit of a Space Larry, I don’t think he’d try and avoid the payment in quite the same way. Probably.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Turnabout for Tomorrow
This trial has Phoenix defending one of his own employees in a trial forced on by a hostage situation. I feel silly even extending this paragraph any longer.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.01
Turnabout Reclaimed
First things first, yes, an Orca cannot pay for an attorney - but I assume that the person who hired Phoenix is officially Sasha Buckler. Who IS a human being with her own funds capable of hiring a lawyer. Especially as we know that other lawyers turned her down specifically because her case is ridiculous (and not for financial reasons).
Phoenix: What's the real reason you picked me, Sasha? Buckler: …Well, to be honest, I asked a whole slew of lawyers, but they all refused. They said stuff like, "There's no merit to taking your case," or "I'm not sure I can help." They're all as cruel as sharks, with hearts punier than whitebait!
She does mention doing a performance as thanks at the ending of the trial but that’s probably no replacement for Actual Money.
But I think most notable for our analysis about this case, is not actually any of the Orca stuff - it’s this exchange right here.
Blackquill: Today, the orca. Tomorrow, Sasha Buckler. You intend to save them both? Hmph. You say you "believe" in your clients, but isn't money really your true motivation? Why not admit you're only doing this for your own benefit? I could understand that much more readily than your empty, righteous talk. Athena: Our own benefit?! That's not why we're doing it! Phoenix: Now, Athena. Try not to let him get to you.
Yet another rare case of the game Acknowledging Lawyers Are Paid As a General Rule! And notably, when Phoenix and Athena deny it, they don’t deny the fact that they are getting paid - just that it’s not why they’re doing this. This is not exactly an explicit confirmation of Getting Paid to get the score up to a full 1, but it’s probably as close as we’re gonna get.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.95
The Foreign Turnabout
Okay, so Phoenix basically just bursted into the Courtroom and bluffed his way onto the empty defense bench despite the protests of his own so-called Client. Said client also only started unlearning his Defense-Attorney-Hate during that same trial. And is ALSO a tiny little child who has to work part time as a tour-guide to make end’s meet. I highly doubt Phoenix asked for anything more than, like, a very token rate or maybe a discount on his next tour.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.1
The Magical Turnabout
Considering how this case has a WAA Lawyer defending the actual CEO of the WAA, I highly doubt the WAA got any money from it. But maybe Trucy could give him some of her personal funds as a token of gratitude?
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.2
The Rite of Turnabout
It’s MAYA TIME again! And while some consideration has to go to her bond with Phoenix or the possibility of some sort of Frequent Accused card the WAA issued for her - the fact that she is not currently a Coworker at the law office and has been an Actual Independent Adult for quite some time now means it is actually a lot more likely she’s able to pay Phoenix now than in any case in the Original Trilogy!
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.5
Turnabout Storyteller
This one’s a pretty average case. The Defendant is not a total stranger, but he is more of a friend-of-a-friend (and Simon was originally planning to get Apollo or Phoenix into the courtroom so the connection was even more distant when he contacted the WAA). He seems to be doing alright financially with his own noodle business, and he’s a pretty alright kinda guy. The only possible concern is that he’s too totally slushed to remember he’s supposed to pay his attorney. But then again, Simon might be ‘officially’ the one who hired the lawyer for the case.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.6
Turnabout Revolution
It’s time for the THREE CASES IN ONE SPECIAL!! Because we don’t just need to consider Dhurke’s trial, I think it’s only appropriate that we take into account both Apollo and Phoenix’s side of the civil case. They are both WAA Lawyers, after all.
On Apollo’s side, he is defending Datz Are'bal, an escaped prisoner/wanted revolutionary criminal in his own country hiding away in an abandoned building and making homemade lizard skewers for food- but Datz did apparently enter Japanifornia legally via legitimate means.
Apollo: What are the charges this time? Datz: Unauthorized entry, or something like that. They think I'm an illegal alien! And I can't prove otherwise ‘cause I lost my passport! Trucy: Is there any way they'd let you go? Datz: Not without my passport… If only I had it! Dhurke, AJ! You gotta find my passport! Apollo: …All right, we'll find it. (One more thing to add to our to-do list. Now, where might Datz's passport be?)
So he presumably has some sort of funds to pay Apollo for his legal services, at least a little bit.
And with him being Dhurke’s best friend and knowing that he also struggled financially to make end’s meet as a defense attorney at first - I would like to think that’ll incentivise him to support Apollo financially if he can?
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Meanwhile on Phoenix’s side, while Phoenix uses the word ‘hire’ when talking about working for Atishon. Phoenix was once again coerced via kidnapping into the position of attorney.
And THIS time, there is no Assassin with a Code of Honor who might consider paying Phoenix a fair rate. Both Atishon and his ‘benefactor’ are sleazeballs who would not pay Phoenix a dime if they can get away with it. Plus, with this being a civil case, there might actually be a Contingency Basis going on when Phoenix basically quit and then they lose.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.001
And finally, the grand event of this case - the Trial of Dhurke!
So… Can a summoned undead spirit pay for an attorney? I suppose it’s probably easier in Khura'in than in other places. And it’ll mostly work the same as if the client died before the case finished, right? It’ll be considered a debt to be carried by their next of kin. Who in this case will be Nahyuta… but also maybe Apollo? Still, considering all of Dhurke’s living family ranges between ‘wealthy and well-respected’ and ‘Literal Royalty’ - I’m going to assume they’d be more than happy then to pay their Weird Brother for his help.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.75
Turnabout Time Traveler
And here we are! The last case, and a relatively straightforward one at that - at least compared to the last one lol!
Ellen herself does not have many funds as a housemaid, it seems - but since she literally just married one of the richest inventors in the world, I assume her husband is gonna cover the legal fees. The WAA Legal Team and Also Edgeworth and Ema also got an invite to the Wedding but I assume this is not instead of actual payment?
That is, of course, unless it’s technically Larry who hired Phoenix actually.
Then he’s never getting the goddam money he deserves for his labor.
Probability of Getting Paid: 0.7
Average Probability Score for All Cases (not counting the Zak Bonus Round): 0.51721875
So what have we learned today? I think that while the WAA’s reputation for basically giving away legal services for free is not entirely unearned, it is perhaps somewhat exaggerated. While there’s certainly a lot of Shennanigans and their rates are probably not high (especially not for people they know), they still get paid for a decent amount of high-profile cases. I mean, this Getting Paid Probability Score is over the 50% mark at least....
And… the odd thing is that the First Turnabout really is the only time the subject of the lawyer getting paid is really brought up directly. I get that it might, y’know, ruin the Drama if we acknowledge that our Brave Heroes are getting paid to save people from being convicted of a crime they didn’t commit - or on the other hand of the equation, that they should get paid cause They Need Money to Live. But still…
Is the fact that the only time payment is brought up directly is when Larry isn’t paying Phoenix a bad sign for the general financial situation of our Anime Lawyers? Or is it actually a good sign? Like, that they only mention Larry not paying implying that every time it is not mentioned that means the client did pay them?
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⚠️SPOILERS FOR TNMN NIGHTMARE MODE⚠️
I saw people saying maybe the nightmare residents represent something about them so I'm going to give my two coins of what they could mean if this is the case outside of being easter eggs characters
TW: Brief mentions of eating disorder, fear of blood, fear of pregnancy, Childhood trauma (Not really super detail), misogynistic and other fears, PSTD (not detail), insomnia, self esteem
Again these are few of the residents not everyone is going to be mentioned!
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Mia: Her nightmare counterpart is the princess of death, so it could be that she might be pregnant and scared of dying in childbirth or scared her unborn baby dies in some way
Nacha: Pests are known to be bugs or animals that could cause problems for crops, livestock, food, etc. Maybe she has a fear of animals and bugs because she is a chef and food in kitchens in a café or restaurant normally attracts mice, rats, ants, flies, etc OR the place she works at has very unhealthy kitchen or someone really hates her guts and makes her scared with bugs and animals that cause pest when she is working
Anastacha: Her nightmare counterpart causes misfortune since Anastacha might not know her father (Francis), she might feel like she caused her mother (Nacha) to suffer by being a single mum and living in apartments even compared herself to her classmates who has houses and parents (mum and dad since this was 1950s.) While she has a single mum with no knowledge of her father. But another guess based on theories by this fandom that Nacha was married and cheated on her husband with Francis (playing on the milkman child thing) causing Anastacha being an "Affair baby". So if this is the case, Maybe Anastacha knows she is an "Affair baby" and thinks she caused misfortune on her mother and her mum's husband by being born from an affair.
Elenois: since she is a model, she most likely dealt with very misogynistic men, maybe the misogynistic men demonised her.
Selenne: she has low self esteem and thinks she causing problems for everyone.
Francis: Fear of blood
Izaack: Eating disorder
Roman: He probably has put people in deep debt
Lois: insomnia since her nightmare counterpart creates nightmares and I did look up if nightmares are related to insomnia and found out it can cause a high risk of nightmares (Correct me if I'm wrong!)
Gloria: Fear of death
Angus: He is probably doing shady business
Steven: PSTD from his time in the military
Mclooy: Fear of going insane (probably due to doppels)
Robetsky: Maybe he got trauma from hunting, probably when he was young boy
Albertsky: Childhood trauma (Maybe whenever he was born and years he was teenager and child the punishments he got were very cruel)
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