#find your idenity

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

There are two people in the rise verse that met/knew Indigo before his memory was wiped.

One he fought in the Battle Nexus Arena right before he lost his memories

And the other is Baxter Stockman :)

[ashacidic]

Hi guys, crying. I love being trans

[luunamoona]

the way community handled queerness is honestly so peak. like, there're 3 main moments i can think of in the show where queerness was apparent and mentioned: advanced gay, queer studies and advanced waxing and britta's pitch in emotional concequences of broadcast television.

in advanced gay, the cornelius hawthorne is seen as a villian for having traits like being abusive towards his son, pierce, him being really racist and him being homophobic. this acknowledgement of homophobia being a bad thing is definitely good for the early 2010s, as many shows treated being queer as a joke back then. also cornelius being fucking murdered at the end of the episode solidifies the fact his actions were deemed immoral and he therefore had his comeuppance.

community only ever uses queerness as a punchline in the context of troy and abed's relationship, the punchline usually being "look at how romantic these 2 friends are how silly", which could be seen as homophobia as the same context with a man and a woman would be treated differently by the showrunners as it'd be turned into a romantic subplot.

the next example i have is from queer studies and advanced waxing. having the dean tell richie and carl that he "isn't openly anything and gay doesn't begin to cover it" is much more progressive than many other media at that time, and even now, as they'd usually have the queer character just be gay for convenience. this need for convenience is commented on in the episode with richie and carl basically coercing the dean into adopting a label that is inaccurate but convenient for his straight peers. back to my previous point, presenting queerness as being more complex and having more nuance than just gay and straight is something that is very useful to queer viewers as it presents an option beyond these 2 ends of the spectrum. unlike what other shows may do with this concept, community treats it seriously, showing the dean's inner conflict with presenting with an identity that isn't his, with lines like "i feel sick". (also side point, the line "i make gayness look like mormonism" goes so hard)

finally, there's britta's pitch in emotional concequences of broadcast television. in this, the dean protests britta's decision to make him transgender and not "all this other stuff". something i love about that scene is the ability to critique queer represention without insulting it. as a trans person, i've seen a good amount of transphobia is television. this isn't one of these times. being able to have trans identity be a part of the punchline without it being insulted is something that is apparently very hard for screenwriters of sitcoms to do, so i commend them for being able to do that. as well as this, this scene acts as a criticism of how basic queer representation in media is, how they like having one distinct, easy to understand label to give their token character, ignoring "all this other stuff". it's telling us that, like in queer studies and advanced waxing, queer idenity isn't black and white, it's a wide spectrum of identities that comes in many, many different colors.

all in all, community's representation of queerness and how it treats insults to queerness is something a lot of other shows should try to strive for. in my opinion, it has some of the most nuanced takes of queer identity and representation out of any sitcom that doesn't have queer people as a target audience. it feels very fitting, since the show is literally called community and it about a group of misfits who bond over their shared messed up-ness. this show is all about finding your people and accepting everyone, as pierce says in for a few paintballs more, "flaws and all". i think the showrunners had an impression this show would speak to a lot of queer people and i love that they were able to make us feel welcome just as greendale does to the study group.

[coryndoll]

not so bad

college!rafe cameron x reader au

— in which rafe and y/n absolutely despise each other in public but crush in secret. rafe is failing his humanities class & is assigned y/n as his tutor . . . maybe all it took for this relationship to form was just a bit of forced proximity and some time.

warning(s): ermm nothing rly, just a debate in class maybe

authors note: giving u guys a roommate since we introduced lorenzo to the series !! aria will be good !!

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trailing into your english class, you head straight for your seat near the front. you use the exact same seat in all of your classes. it isn’t really on purpose, but it works, and it’s usually always open.

you only know a few students from this class, including your roommate aria, whose self-assigned seat is right by yours. it’s no surprise that the you join together in the first and second row, with aria in the first and you in the second, just behind her.

 as you settle your bag below your seat, you pull your laptop and notebook on top of your lap, getting ready to start your third class of the day. you’re planning on speaking with your professor after class about an essay draft you formed last night like he requested, but probably later in the day or after this period, depending on how eager you are. just to get it out of the way, signs point to very.

“excuse me,” a girl says as she appears beside the second row with some students behind her. you look up and are almost dumbfounded to lock eyes with one of the students, elara, accompanied by her friends . . . rafe and lorenzo. seriously?

you know that you share the class with the three of them but there’s usually a nonspoken rule that you don’t sit by each other. rafe and his friends usually stay in the back and whisper amongst themselves about probably the stupidest shit ever. whatever.

elara sends a kind, but somehow impatient, smile your way as she waits.

hesitantly you pull your legs further into you as much as you can, and the three students shuffle past you to settle in some seats just a few away, visibly marking their distance from you like it was necessary. as they pass, you look up, barely making eye contact with the opposite roommates as one finds no purpose in paying any mind to her while the other is too busy chatting with elara to even acknowledge you.

lorenzo has nothing but a notebook tucked under his armpit as he steps pass, a long story being recalled to elara who listens happily. rafe is right behind him, an apple between his teeth, looking stupid as ever. but at least you get some sort of acknowledgment from him.

his eyes only flicker down at you, probably to make sure he isn’t stepping over anything of yours, and his gaze briefly trails up to meet your own. there’s still no emotion. nothing from him. it’s frustrating.

he takes one last shuffle past you and then joins elara and lorenzo in their seats. you grimace as you watch them perch, your eyes immediately shifting to aria in front of you, who watched the whole thing.

her eyes told you everything. what the hell are they doing over here?

i don’t know, you send back quickly with a shrug, then look to the professor and open up your notebook. as class begins, you can’t help but send glances toward the trio next to you.

the professor clears his throat, his gaze sweeping over the room. “good morning, everyone. let’s jump right into today’s discussion,” he says, and you mentally prepare yourself on your notes and reading from the past week. “can anyone tell me their thoughts on the catcher in the rye?”

aria’s hand shoots up instinctively, her heart pounding with anticipation. you know she has been prepared extensively for this discussion all week.

“yes, arabella?” the professor calls on her, nodding in her direction.

she sets her hand down, and you can just hear the smile on her face from being able to not only discuss but be the first one to. “i think that the book is an exploration of adolescence and the struggle for identity,” she begins, her voice steady. “holden caulfield’s journey is a reflection of the universal desire to find meaning in a world filled with phoniness and hypocrisy.”

you feel the courage to raise your own hand right after her. prof thompson gives extra points for participation. what’s the harm?

“i believe holden caulfield is a complex character,” you add onto aria. “while some might see him as a disillusioned and cynical teenager, i kind of feel sympathy for him. he’s struggling with that hypocrisy and phoniness he perceives in the adult world, and his desire for authenticity and connection is palpable throughout the entire novel.”

although aria is nodding in agreement in front of you, you take a deep breath, your confidence faltering slightly when you notice rafe, lorenzo, and elara exchanging amused glances.

but even as you were talking, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease creeping over you. were they laughing at you? or were they just sharing a private joke together? the uncertainty is gnawing at you.

before the professor can move on to the next topic, rafe raises his hand confidently, “i have to disagree,” he starts with, and you can feel yourself roll your eyes instinctively. his voice is just dripping with cockiness. “holden is nothing more than a whiny, entitled brat who refuses to take responsibility for his own actions.”

your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. you didn’t expect rafe to have an opinion, let alone one that’s completely against yours . . . about a book! you’ve never seen rafe read a single book back home.

you turn to him, confusion clear in my voice. “you’ve actually read catcher in the rye?”

rafe shrugs nonchalantly, a smug grin spreading across his face. “what, like it was hard?” he retorts, earning a few chuckles from his friends, even a few students. okay elle woods.

no this is rafe cameron, guys. since when did the guy ever pick up a book and participate in weekly discussions?

you avoid eye contact with the boy, though you scoff at him, your voice tinged with defiance. “well clearly you missed the point,” you shoot back. you’re only more determined to continue the argument. maybe take out all the anger you’ve gathered since the whole silent treatment thing.

even though you started it (with good reason and the intention for it not to last very long), now you’ve just been upset that there hasn’t been any closure because both sides haven’t been willing to talk to the other.

“i have to agree with y/n here,” aria chimes in, her voice calm. “holden caulfield’s disillusionment stems from a deeper existential crisis. he’s grappling with the loss of innocence and the harsh realities of adulthood, which is something countless of teenagers can relate to.”

you nod in agreement, grateful for aria’s support. “exactly,” you say, your confidence only bolstered by your friend’s validation. “holden’s struggle to find authenticity in a world filled with a lack of it is a universal theme that resonates with readers of . . . of all ages.”

the classroom buzzes with excitement as the three classmates passionately defend their interpretation of the novel. some students nod in agreement, while others furrow their brows in thought.

but before the tension could escalate further, professor thompson intervenes, a playful twinkle in his eye. “alright, enough you guys,” he says, a hint of amusement in his tone. “although i’d love to hear you go on and on about this, we do have other topics to cover today.”

“great job on your essay draft, y/n,” thompson says, handing you back the stapled pages with a smile. his praise warms your heart and mind. it’s like a reward.

“thank you so much,” you respond, tucking the draft into your bag with a sense of accomplishment.

“yes, i particularly enjoyed the part about the protagonist’s existential crisis,” he adds, and you look up with raised brows. “really deep stuff,” he says.

you laugh and nod. “oh, that part? not gonna lie, it took me about three hours and a lot of coffee to come up with that.”

professor thompson chuckles. “well, it paid off. your insights are always a breath of fresh air in class discussions.l

“glad to hear it,” you say, feeling a bit more at ease. moments like these make the late nights and endless cups of coffee feel just a little worth it.

“one more thing before you leave," he adds, and your curiosity piques as you pause your bag-packing. you hum. “i actually need you to take on a tutoring assignment for me,” he begins, and you nod, already thinking about the extra cash you’ll earn. tutoring has always been a reliable source of income for you.

“sure, no problem. who is it?” you ask, bracing yourself for the usual names of students who struggle with their coursework.

“rafe cameron.”

the name hits you like a ton of bricks, and your heart drops. rafe cameron? of all people? the one person you’ve managed to avoid for the past week after what happened in his dorm room. you have to tutor rafe again? and now he’s failing english too? it makes your stomach churn just thinking about it all.

“rafe?” you echo, trying to mask your emotions even though you know you’re visibly upset.

“yes, rafe," professor thompson confirms, oblivious to your inner turmoil. “he’s struggling in english, and with the upcoming exam, i think it would be beneficial for him to have your guidance. you’ve proven to be an excellent tutor, crawford’s said!”

“so you know from crawford that i’ve already tutored rafe cameron, professor thompson,” you say, “wouldn’t it be fair to let rafe be tutored by . . . someone else? we have this saying ‘true tutors take turns’!”

“y/n please, no one says that.”

you falter and drop your expression, deadpanning at the man before you. “okay but it makes sense.”

“i’d recommend you contact him as soon as possible. the exam is next week, and he could really use the help.”

you nod, your mind racing. you know you can’t refuse; it's your responsibility as a tutor. and you need the money. but the thought of breaking the silent treatment and being the one to have to approaching the other person first makes you uneasy.

“okay,” you finally agree, trying to sound more confident than you feel. “i’ll reach out to him today.”

“thank you, y/n. i knew i could count on you," professor thompson says with a reassuring smile.

you walk out of his office, the weight of the new assignment pressing down on you. what could possibly get worse? you wonder as you head towards your next class, already dreading the conversation you'll have to start with rafe.

as you walk across campus, your mind replays the events of the past few weeks. you think about the tutoring session that initially went surprisingly well, and how rafe had actually passed his humanities exam with flying colors. it was a side of him you hadn’t expected—one that was hardworking and capable.

the memory of congratulating him, only to be met with his mood swings, still stings. you still have no idea what that was all about.

you replay the moment in his dorm room over and over in your mind. you were only there to congratulate him on his A, and yet he accused you of hitting on his roommate. and you didn’t even mean to give him the silent treatment for this long, but his reaction had caught you off guard. and when he stopped trying to get your attention, it’s left you feeling strangely empty.

oh my, this is such a mess, you think. why does it have to be him?

you try to focus on the positive. maybe this is an opportunity to clear the air. maybe working together again will force you both to talk about what happened. or maybe it’ll just be another disaster waiting to happen.

your steps slow as you approach the library, where you’ll be hanging out until your next class. you pull out your phone, staring at rafe’s contact information. you hesitate, your thumb hovering over the screen. what if he refuses? what if he’s still angry? or worse, what if he doesn't care at all?

taking a deep breath, you finally send a brief, professional message:

‘ rafe, it's y/n. thompson asked me to help u with ur english exam prep. let me know when ur available to meet ’

you hit send and pocket your phone, feeling a mix of dread and anticipation. there’s literally no turning back now.

you just hope that this time, things will go differently.

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[scribblesofagoonerr]

Finding Light In The Darkness

Anon requested angst, I wrote it... I hope this suffices!

I secretley loved to write this one-shot, not sure if I'll make another part to it, but let me know your thoughts.

Pairings: caitlin foord x teen reader, katie mccabe x teen reader Warnings: heavy angst.

You've always found life hard, you'd not exactly had the best start in life, it had been cruel and you'd always felt unwanted.

You finally found a real family when you're taken in by your adoptive parents, Katie and Caitlin. You finally thought you had found happiness.

It was all going so great, until it wasn't.

Word began to get round your school about your recent adoption, your true idenity was whispered throughout the school and as a result, you were also left with hateful comments all over your social media.

It was easy to ignore at first, you blocked them out. You remembered the words that your mam would always tell you.

"Ignore them, Y/N/N. They're just jealous"

So you did just that, you put your head down and focused on the positive things in life, things seemed better... Or at least so you thought.

You should have known that nothing in life was so simple, nothing was.

"You don't deserve to be adopted by them"

"You're nothing but a waste of space"

"They'll send you back eventually"

Sitting there on your bed, you couldn't help but scroll through the various messages that bombarded your recent Instagram post, it was a harmless family photo. Why was there such negative comments on it?

The tears were quick to well up in your eyes as you read each and every single comment, feeling the weight of them like a heavy burden on your shoulders.

Through the last several months, you had picked up on several bad habits that you were successfully able to hide from your mom's.

You were desperate for the escape, you craved something to numb the pain and you found yourself reaching for your vape that you had cleverly hidden away.

Taking a deep inhale, you let the thick clouds of smoke fill your room but it did very little to ease the ache in your heart.

It just wasn't enough anymore and you needed something stronger.

Routing through your wardrobe, you successfully found the bottle of Vodka that you'd hidden and you don't waste any time in unscrewing the cap of it and taking a short swig. The liquor brought a burning sensation to your throat, but at least it did the trick to provide a tempory distraction.

Being the daughter of two professional athletes, you should have known how dangerous it was to vape, but the delicious flavours were enough to keep you hooked and keep going back for more.

Taking another swig of the bottle, your tears falling freely while your lost in your own thoughts, so you don't hear the door creak open and your mum poking her head round the door.

"You okay, kiddo? You're quiet today" Caitlins' expression is full of concern while her voice is gentle and soothing, yet to notice the bottle of vodka that you're quick to shove behind your pillow.

Your heart clenched at the worry in the older woman's eyes and your quick to wipe away the tears, trying to compose yourself, "Uh yeah, I'm fine, Mum. It's just been a bit of a rough day" You replied, trying to force a smile on your face which didn't quite reach your eyes.

Caitlin stepped closer towards where you slumped on your bed, her hand reaching out to brush a loose strand of hair out of your eyes, "You don't seem fine, kiddo. We've barely seen you since you got in from school" she noted, gently. "What happened at school? You can talk to me, kiddo"

You were hesistant to tell either of your mums what was going on, you didn't want to worry either of them with the weight of your own struggles pressing down on them, "Just the usual stuff, I'm okay" You mumbled, fumbling with your hands.

Caitlin didn't seem quite so convinced as she furrowed her eyebrows in concern, "Y/N/N, kiddo. Please talk to me" she tried to get you to open up, but it wasn't any use.

"No, I don't want to talk about it. I'm fine!" Your quick to lash out, flinching and pulling your hand away when your mum tried to hold it as you flash her a scowl, "I don't want to talk, mum. Please just leave me alone!"

The Australian woman is shocked with the change of your behaviour, "Y/N, I just want to help you, but I can't do that if you won’t talk to me, kiddo" she told you honestly.

"I told you that I'm fine, I don't want to talk about anything!" Your still screaming and lashing out, the spirit bottle falling down and it was now on clear view for your mum to be able to see.

Before you have chance to hide it again, your mum noticed it, "Y/N, have you been drinking?" she asked, the concern was clear in her voice, "How... Where did you even get this?"

Having heard the commotion from downstairs, Katie rushed upstairs to find out what was going on, shocked to hear the tailend of the conversation.

"You've been drinking?!" Katie was enraged, shocked to find you with a bottle of vodka that you had somehow got your hands on.

"It's not a big deal" You shrugged your shoulders, trying to avoid giving any type of explanation about this.

Katie's eyes widened in disbelief with your sudden streak of reckless behaviour, "Not a big deal? It is a big deal when you're 15 years old!" she said, frustrated with your carless attitude, "How could you be so stupid to do something like this-- What else have you been doing?!"

"Katie! Calm down. We need to talk about this rationally" Caitlin turned to look at her partner, knowing it wouldn't be any good to be frustrated about any of this, "Kiddo, talk to us, please? Where did you get the alcohol? You shouldn't be drinking when your underage, kiddo"

"I'm... I'm sorry" The tears stream down your face, the raw vunerability evident in your voice, clear as day.

"Talk to us kiddo" Caitlin's gentle presence was like a lifeline and you found yourself able to open up to them both.

"The hates too much, I can't cope... The bullies at school, the trolls online; I needed to find a way to numb the pain. It's too much" You tearfully confess to them, no matter how much you try and keep the tears at bay, they just just keep streaming down your face.

"It's okay. Its' going to all be okay" Caitlin is quick to embrace her daughter in her arms, wanting to just take her pain away.

"Oh kiddo" Katie spoke up, her worry now outweighing her initial frustration that she had at first, "Kiddo, I know it's a lot to deal with, but listen to me, yeah? Drinking isn't something that will make the pain go away, nothing like that. We're here for you, no matter what"

"Exactly, we're here for you. We'll go down to the school and we'll sort it out. It's going to be okay, kiddo" Caitlin chimed in, brushing your loose hairs out of your face as she just held you in your arms.

You felt a wave of relief wash over you now that you had confessed what had been going on; You were finally safe, you had your two mums' by your side and you knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, you would now have the strength to face them head on.

© scribblesofagoonerr

[warlocksoup]

into the spider-verse: nishinoya yuu

volume one, chapter two: calls

word count: 2.5k

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On the rooftop of the Flatiron Building, she leans back, and stares at the sky above her. She’s learned that looking down gives her vertigo, and if she’s lying down, she can pretend she’s not twenty-two stories off the ground.

Noya laughs at her, because he always does, but he still holds her hand, because he knows it makes her feel better. “I can’t believe you’re still afraid of heights.”

“I feel like this is a super reasonable fear to have.” She inches a little but further away from the edge as she speaks. She doesn’t even wanna be close to it. “Plummeting to my death isn’t like, a big priority for me right now.”

He squeezes her hand. “You know I’ll catch you if you fall.”

He would. She doesn’t even doubt that for a second. If right now she stood up and decided to take a swan dive off the side of the building, there would be nothing getting in between him and her, and Noya would have her safely in his arms before she hit the fifteenth floor.

But still. It fucking terrifies her.

“Okay, sorry my primal instinct does not recognize that you got bit by some weird science experiment spider and now you defy all laws of nature,” she rolls her eyes, still tightly holding onto his hand as he sits upright beside her. “I’ll work on that.”

Nishinoya leans over a lightly pinches the soft skin of her stomach under her t-shirt. She squeals. “Keep it up with the attitude and I’ll throw you off the side of this building myself.”

“Hmm, not very hero-like of you, Spider-Man.”

“You bring out the worst in me.”

She grins. “I’m going to have to write an article about this. ‘Spider-Man throws innocent journalist with fear of heights off Flatiron Building.’ Jameson will love it.”

Nishinoya scoffs. “Yeah, I’m sure he would. Too bad you’ll be busy being a sidewalk pancake.”

Her eyes find their intertwined hands. It’s always been natural, their friendship, everything that happens between them feels like it’s supposed to. The handholding and the couch-sharing and the arm over her shoulder. It’s always right, with Nishinoya. She doesn’t even have to think about it.

She watches his thumb as it brushes against her skin. “How’s it been out there lately?” she asks.

“Quiet,” Nishinoya replies. “Saving kittens from trees and helping old ladies across the street. Besides Sytsevich, everything’s been quiet since Osborn died. It’s kinda weird, y’know? Like eerie.”

“Yeah, I imagine waiting for the next disaster to strike can feel like that,” she comments, leaning back to stare up at the empty sky. You can’t ever see stars out here. “Hey, Noya?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think you’re gonna stay here forever?” she asks. “Just stick around and be Spider-Man for the rest of your life.”

He hums a bit. “I dunno. I think I’ll probably just go wherever you end up.”

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She’s sitting on the train, a hot cup of coffee in one hand, and her phone in the other. She’s looking down at an email from her favorite Yahoo user: If you don’t want the whole world to find out, do as I say.

It’s pretty explicit. It’s hard to misinterpret that kind of message, as much as she’s deliberately trying to. Her fingers tap against the paper cup, trying not to let panic work its way up her throat in the middle of this train cab, surrounded by bored commuters that wouldn’t flinch twice at any sort of breakdown she could have.

A heavy breath leaves her lung, and she pockets her phone, trying, with a tight feeling of desperation around her throat, not to think of it. If it’s not in her face, it’ll be marginally easier to pretend.

Yachi’s waiting for her at her desk when she gets into work. She slides into her chair, and Yachi skips the greeting. “Jameson’s pissed,” Yachi says, tapping a pencil against her desk.

“Yeah? What’d Spider-Man do now?” she questions, typing her password in. She mistypes it, and curses slightly under her breath.

“The PI he hired to find out his identity quit,” Yachi laughs. “Apparently there wasn’t enough for him to go off, and the guy got tired of Jameson raising his blood pressure at him for forty minutes a day.”

She snorts. Noya’s told her about private investigators before. Everyone touts that they’re going to be the one to unmask Spider-Man, but it’s kinda tricky trailing a man with superhuman sixth sense and the ability to basically fly through the city. “I give it another three months before he tries this one again.”

“I give it one,” Yachi counters.

Her desktop loads up, and she is immediately hit with a barrage of emails, looking like they’re coming in all at once, all in caps lock. “Fuck, looks like he’s taking it out on me again.”

Email after email, the subject lines varying from things like, “This piece is crap!” to “How are you still employed here?”

Yachi leans forward to get a better at her screen. “Oh, that’s bad. I’ll leave you to that.”

And it’s just that Yachi gives her a sharp grin and two-finger salute that another email pops up. No subject line, just a simple: Wait for my instruction.

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Harry Osborn looks smarmy on the television screen, a thin layer of sweat shining on his forehead and slick smile that looks a little bit too pleased for his father’s funeral. She knocks her knee into Noya’s leg underneath the blanket they share. “That guy’s such a piece of shit,” she comments, jerking her chin forward towards the younger Osborn.

Noya knocks his leg back into hers. “My guy looks like he just won the lottery,” he remarks, eyes not leaving the screen. There’s a bit of history between Spider-Man and the Osborn family, mainly consisting of Norman committing acts of domestic terrorism from the vantage point of a hoverboard, dressed like a fucking goblin.

“Yeah, well he basically did,” she snarks. “Imagine inheriting Oscorp before you’re twenty-five. Basically guarantees you a fucking thirty under thirty spot.”

He snorts. “I’d rather not have anything to do with Oscorp. I’d rather be broke.”

"Oh, you mean the company that basically sponsored the lizard-ification of Dr. Connors? I can't imagine why." She lops her head to the side to look at him. “And anyway, I’m broke. You’re a freeloader.”

Nishinoya waves her off. “Same difference.”

She snorts, turning to face the television again to see they’re playing old footage of Norman Osborn in a lab (coat and everything), explaining the mission statement of Oscorp. To build a better future.

There were rumors about Norman, post-mortem. Details floating around about how he was driven mad in his final year. That the Osborn curse had infected him beyond hope, and his mind had began to decay, along with his body. Some people think he’s been dead for much longer. Some people think a group of investors had been secretly running Oscorp for years while Norman received private care upstate. Some people even suspect him of being the Goblin.

She wonders if that was the better future he had envisioned.

Noya shifts uncomfortably in his seat. She reaches over and grabs his hand, squeezing it tightly in hers. She’s sure he’s wishing the son will be better than his father. She’s hoping too.

His thumb traces circles over her knuckle. He doesn’t look in her direction. She tries to focus on the news and enjoy the way his hand feels in hers before there’s some police broadcast or distant siren or whatever to call him back to duty.

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Meet me @ 300 W 57th St tomorrow at 8am. Or I tell everyone about him.

She sits at her desk, biting down on the end of a pencil, and weighing her options.

One: she could tell Noya.

There’s not even a chance he would let her go. Not even if he were there. No matter the argument she would present. Nishinoya would sooner web her to the couch than let her go meet up with some mystery blackmailer. She also knows that this threat would do little to sway him. If she tells Noya, the most likely outcome is him, masked up and aggravated, showing up to fight.

Which would result in ijs99ETJfdhsg@yahoo.com telling everyone.

Two: she could do nothing.

There’s really been no hard proof presented to her that shows that Yahoo user ijs99ETJfdhsg knows what he claims he knows. This could all very well be a big misunderstanding on her end. And so what? Even if he does know what he claims to, it’s not like the world would so easily believe that Nishinoya Yuu, random unemployed man, is Spider-Man. Random liars claim to be Spider-Man every day. Noya could easily blend in with random liars.

The consequence of doing nothing though is, of course, him telling everyone. And still, the possibility that the masses believe him or that Yahoo user ijs99ETJfdhsg does have some hard evidence on his side gnaw away at her. She can’t shoulder that.

Three: she could show up.

She could put some pepper spray in her bag and give Noya the address just in case something happens, and she could go and meet with this mystery blackmailer to see exactly what the fuck it is he wants.

And then, he wouldn’t tell anyone.

The thought of it puts knots in her stomach, and those knots are worsened by the acknowledgement that it’s probably her best course of action.

She sighs, using her cursor to highlight the address he provided and plopping it back into search bar. She’s envisioning some deserted alley, an abandoned storefront or someplace that would leave no witnesses if she were to be kidnapped and/or murdered.

What she wasn’t expecting was fucking Oscorp.

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Harry Osborn’s office is neat. Almost empty, save for a few hard-drives and a stack of unopened newspapers at his desk. The wall to ceiling windows provide a view of the city she’s never seen before, and standing in the middle of it, she feels so starkly out of place. She looks behind her, just to see the assistant that led her up here closing the door behind him.

She feels trapped, at once.

Harry himself is leaning against a window, and as if operating on a que, he turns on his heel, a sickly grin plastered on his face, and, if she squints, she can almost see a greenish sort of hue in the undertones of his skin. “There’s my favorite journalist,” he greets, arms extended out as if he was going to hug her.

She steps back. “Erm, yeah,” she responds, head turning slightly to eye the closed door behind her. There’s something off in the air of room, something off-putting in the way Harry is looking at her. “Is there a reason you summoned me here through cryptic emails, or did you just wanna like, hang out?”

He stops, and lets his arms drop back down to his side, stuffing his hands in his pant pockets. “Straight to the point. I like that. I like that quality.”

It’s strange to be in the same room as him, New York City’s prodigal son. She’s seen his face on the cover of magazines and on news segments and she’s written articles about him. Harry Osborn has almost always been some kind of mythic figure in her head. An untouchable prince. Nothing she could get away with printing in the Bugle would ever have any impact on him.

But here before her, he does not look mythic, or untouchable, he looks like a very sick man. His hair falls flatly on his forehead, and he uses the back of sleeve to wipe off droplets of sweat. The longer she looks at him, the greener he seems, like his whole body is lightly stained.

Harry takes another step towards her. She steps back again.

“Y’know,” he drawls, and moves to stand behind the large desk that takes up most of the room; she watches him carefully, eyes trained on his every movement, “one of the most underrated parts of a power acquisition in a company like Oscorp, is that you suddenly have a lot more information at your disposal. A lot of information that money can’t buy.”

There’s something about the way he talks that is starkly unnatural. The PR training bleeds out of every word, and though he looks young, but the way he carries himself is eerily like his father. It makes goosebumps rise on the back of her neck. She looks over her shoulder, back at the door behind her. “O-okay.”

Harry takes a seat, like he’s unbothered by her presence. His hand lingers over one of the hard drives. “Did you know that, back in the early two-thousands, this company poured millions into researched on genetically enhanced spiders. They were supposed to be this miracle cure. A magic spider that could cure any illness. Until, of course, the head scientist died in some accident, and they had to kill off the whole project, including all the spiders they bred. Y’know, today, I think we only have one thing to show for that project.”

Her face is hot, and her ears feel like they’re stuffed with cotton. This all suddenly feels like a mistake, like she’s in over her head and she never should’ve come here without Noya. Her tongue is dry when she tries to speak. “Is this, is this on the record, or…?”

Harry leans forward in her chair, and sneers. It chills her blood, that expression, cold and gnarled. “I’m not interested in going on the record with some second-rate journalist at a trash paper. I’m interested in this.”

Harry Osborn grabs the newspaper on his desk and slams it forward. She takes a step forward to get a better look and knows immediately what it is. It’s the Daily Bugle, with Spider-Man on the front page and her name printed on the bottom.

The First-Ever On-The-Record Interview with the One and Only Spider-Man!

Her hands are shaking. She looks up to see Harry grinning at her. “It’s funny, actually, how someone right out of school, with no credentials and no reputation to go off, could get this kind of interview.”

She can hear her heartbeat, and all she can think of is how unbelievably, colossally fucked she is.

Harry Osborn stands and makes his way to stand directly in front of her. The closer he is, the more of him she can see. The green tint of his skin, the almost scaly quality, the point of his teeth. “I want you to find Spider-Man, and I want you to get him to give me his blood.”

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On the busy street beneath the Oscorp building, her fingers tremble as she dials Noya’s number. He answers after the first ring. “Hey, what’s up? I’m just dropping this bodega thief off at the station-“

“Noya,” she cuts him off, trying to hold back the sob in her voice. “I fucked up.”

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[anxiousapplepie]

Had an idea about the travelers's fears if you are willing to hear me out about.

All "travelers" have the feeling of "it's over when you reach the end" but for different reasons.

For Sif, he has no home or memories to return to. Hence why Mal Du Pays takes the form of Siffrin in the game over screen.

For Bonnie, their relationship with Nille is in the gutter due to their last words and fear of not having her or anything to return to.

For Isabeua, who travels to find his idenity, and distance himself from his past, the party acts as his "rock" with fear of crumbling once it ends.

For Odile, who travels becuse of her mixed heritage, having a "family" she would do anything to keep safe yet never admit it her fears.

For Mirabelle, who struggles with her innability to "change", having stability and life injected thanks to the party yet anxious for it ending as with it over, she'll go back to her own quest to change with little effort. Just stuck in rot.

Anyways. Hope these ideas help! I've read more than a few other AU as well as the script itself, so these ideas are mainly more of a base. Adding new wrinkles or changing issues enough to make sense is fun. And the idea your SwapAUs all coming together for some ungodly reason to partaking in angst and time loop shenanigans is enjoyable to me.

literally rotated every single one of these ideas in my mind all day yesterday and I was trying to think of any cool or interesting insight to add to this, but honestly you've summed up everything I'm trying to go for and I'm raising my non-existent beer glass at you for all of these nicely packaged vibes You seeing this, people? Now you have!!!

[metalotaku-da]

danny phantom x dc prompt ideas: weather wizard addition.

this comes to you thanks to my big story pieces comment section. i think if the phandom knew more of this characters background and i thought it was more commonly known. it would have more of a field day. same with gotham academy >.> but that is for another post.

alright weather wizard, is a flash villain and a member of the rogues.

mark mardon. is a thief and criminal who escapes from prison and fleas to his brothers house. where he believes he found his brother dead and his weather experiments. including the weather wand which he takes and starts his alias crime as weather wizard. it is hinted at in the comics he actually killed his brother and stole his work. it is believed he had a confrontation with his brother over his prison break, the argument and heightened emotions triggered mark's meta gene and he accidently killed his brother when his powers manifested. and he blocked out that memory. and it is also why he can't use his weather powers without the wand. as a mental block. because he does have powers without the wand.

later on he finds out he has a son with a cop he had relations with. it is known josh is his son because he has weather powers. mark in a fit of rage and jealousy over the his son's powers kidnaps him, with plans to DISSECT AND EXPERIMENT ON HIM TO FIND OUT HOW HIS POWERS WORK SO HE CAN GET THEM. he has a break down though over it before he can go through with it. and wishes his son had someone besides him as a father, because he deserves someone better.

other facts of note: josh was thought to be wally's kid till he got his powers. lady cop has batman's taste. her name is julie.

the rogues have strict rules against hurting kids.

weather wizard killed impulse breaking this rule. though he was tricked.

so yes phandom. here are some options i've brain stormed. please add more ideas for others to knaw on.

1: danny has escaped the fentons/and or giw. flees to central city and weather wizard finds this vivisected terrified kid. and man does it hit his guilt and crazy. this could have been his son. he was going to do this to his child. and it's his redemption/penance to protect this child to make up for his sins. could have a mental break and think he actually did this danny and danny is his son josh too. so many ways to go.

2: other rogues find him, after hearing about ww kidnapping his son and think danny is his son who escaped from his injuries and go on revenge spree for this kid in mistaken idenity. which has funny and dark ways it can go.

3: danny meets ww or his son. and hears how ww couldn't go through with it. maybe from young justice. impulse or members of the league, other rogues dealers choice. danny just dieing a little on the inside like, how come your parent could stop himself with love when he never met you, but my parents raised me and still didn't love me enough not to. the angst protentional here is so high.

4: jazz could work at the facility treating mark. her point of view from treating a person who is so much like her parents but who showed their love for their child in the end. when hers couldn't move past their goals and see their child they claimed to love. could add in she's got a de-aged danny/dannies because of it. to see what it could have been if her parents had been better. stronger. she could get feelings. (totally thinking on par with harley/joker kind of but not that dark.) where mark actually like her and cares for her. could be one-sided. and the giw find them mark breaks out cause she and or kids are in danger and saves them.

5:mix and match the above.

please add more

[kcokaine]

ooooh the naoya misogyny ask got me thinking, does naoya have internalized homophobia? what about your other favs (gojo, sukuna, toji)?

I think he definitely does. His clan surely is homophobic therefore i think Naoya is as well. But i’d say he isn’t some raging homophobe. He just definitely says the F word alot LOL. (Its okay he is gay ✋)

Gojo definitely doesn’t have any issues with his sexual idenity i think. He isn’t insecure about being bi, he doesnt categorize people by their gender or sexuality or just identity in general. He just has trust issues and needs strong bond to trust someone with his body.

I honestly believe Toji may be straight but doesn’t have a problem fucking guys. Perhaps bi-curious once he gets along w Shiu. Cuz i think the two people Toji ever loved were Shiu and Mamaguro. Also 20 bucks is 20 bucks.

Sukuna doesn’t gaf about sexuality, gender or all of that nonsense. To him that useless labling. He does what he wants, likes what he wants. He doesnt hate anything cuz he never cared about anything to hate it or them. Once again, Sukuna isn't a horny guy either. Yes i 100% believe he has concubines but they r used rarely and they r any gender imo. I feel like Sukuna finds attraction in strength at first sight. He is fully personality and strength guy, not ass or titts.

[wjbs-bonkle-au]

Every Bionicle mask-power summarised.

Hau: Everything-proof shield

Kaukau: "Hey, wanna see how long I can hold my breath underwater?"

Miru: Somewhat balanced flight powers (can't take off from a standstill; horizontal movement at least somewhat controlled by wind)

Kakama: Wheeeeeeeee!

Pakari: Kinda like the Berserk Pack from Doom

Akaku: X-ray specs

Huna: Stealth mode

Rau: Google Translate

Mahiki: Illusions, but also just full-on shapeshifting for some reason?

Komau: Hypnotism kink

Ruru: "Night vision", which canonically manifests as a torch-like beam projected from the mask's front, and gives the wearer actual night-vision, and yet more x-ray stuff

Matatu: Gmod Physgun Telekinesis Addon 2004 No Virus

Calix: Basically X-Cell from Fallout 4 but without the intelligence boost

Elda: Thing finder, for finding things

Suletu: Telepathy and also psychic torture

Sanok: Aimbot

Kadin: Very unbalanced flight powers (literally the only downside is that the user can't hover in place)

Iden: Out of body from morning to night/Dance floor packed and I'm feeling alright

Arthron: *Whale noises*

Faxon: "Hey, wanna see my animal impressions?"

Zatth: Kinda like if going "pspsps" had an equal chance of attracting a cat, a bear or a car-sized land-octopus

Garai: Gravity-y-y-y-y-y, on me/Never let me down, gent-ly damn, two Gorillaz references in one post; I'll try to use another band next time

Volitak: Same as the Huna but worse

Tryna: Wise fwom your gwave!

Jutlin: Rust-vision

Avsa: *Vampire noises*

Felnas: Messes up your abilities, but only through touch for some reason?

Mohtrek: I have no idea how I'd condense this mask's timeline-fuckery into a single se- where did all these scars come from?

Shelek: ‍

Crast: Pushes others away

Mask of Mutation: Guess.

Mask of Scavenging/Vulture: Like the Avsa, but it only works on the recently-deceased

Pehkui: Makes you tiny

Mask of Clairvoyance: The last word of this post will be "diversity"

Kualsi: Nightcrawler powers

Mask of Emulation: "Hey, wanna see my non-animal impressions?"

Mask of Growth: Makes you big

Mask of Rahi Control: Gives you all the powers of a zookeeper

Avohkii: Let there be light!

Kraahkan: Actually I changed my mind; there should darkness

Mask of Psychometry: Ever wondered where your favourite shirt came from?

Rode: Mask of Seeing Through Your Shit

Olmak: Now you're thinking with portals

Mask of Charisma: Actually functions more like brainwashing

Olisi: Isn't it weird how Bionicle's most notable use of the "mad oracle" trope is A. unreliable and B. a giant Frankenstein-man who commits body-horror on random people?

Kiril: Basically the opposite of the Jutlin

Mask of Intangibility: *Ghost noises*

Mask of Possibilities: Essentially the Improbability Drive from Madness Combat, but on a smaller scale

Mask of Elemental Energy: who cares about this one like seriously it barely appears outside the games

Mask of Adaptation: Turns you into an environment-specific action figure

Mask of Aging: The mask that makes you old

Mask of Biomechanics: Essentially the Gmod ragdoll-mover addon

Mask of Conjuring: I'm just going to copy what Biosector says, since it's really convoluted and complex; "The Mask of Conjuring is a Kanohi that allows its user to verbally program a limited power into the mask for a brief period of time. The user must describe in detail the power desired and at least one weakness. If the phrasing is spoken wrong, it causes intense psychic backlash in the user's mind. The user can use a programmed power for fifteen minutes (with a Great version), and after the time is out, the user must wait thirty seconds to activate the mask again. The Noble version will only work for five minutes. Another weakness is because it requires time and speech, any enemies nearby can hear in detail what power to expect and what its weakness is. Because of this, the usage of the mask is more commonly done alone. It is also capable of being programmed with the powers of other masks, such as the Kanohi Hau."

Mask of Freezing: What do you think it does

Mask of Fusion: Combines things • Mask of Healing: Heals stuff

Mask of Incomprehension: 👁️🧠🫵🥫🚹🇮🇹📤

Mask of Rebounding: Something something rubber glue etc.

Mask of Reconstitution: Literally just another Mask of Mutation, but slightly worse

Mask of Sensory Aptitude: 'Cause I've got one two three four five/Senses working o-ver-ti-ime!

Mask of Undeath: I live... again!

Mask of Weather Control: /weather clear 18000

Mask of Weight Increase: Literally just a Garai that can't make things lighter

Ignika: Do-anything MacGuffin that turned into a guy once and also became God's hat for a bit

Vahi: Time isn't holding up/Time isn't after us/Same as it ever was/Same as it ever was...

Mask of Creation: Just kinda lets you make stuff, while also celebrating the Matoran Universe's cultural diversity!

[yandereaffections]

Black Butler Masterlist

Sebastian Michaelis 

Ciel vs Sebastian over you

Reaction to your Pregnancy

Domestic HC with your child

Father and Husband

Clingy sebastian

Relationship w/o sex

Not believing his confession

Distancing yourself

Missing and returning with a present 

Throwing yourself into a river

Pagan, Pansexual, Crossdresser

Framed to Death sentence 

Married to Ciel

Sebastian HC

His need for Validation

Sick s/o

“Cheating” on him

Haunted House + Hunted Down

Torture 

Unwillingly hurting his S/o

Angel trying to seduce S/o out of their Contract

Angel stealing his S/o & Child

S/os child being their “one and only love”

Ciel having a soft spot for his S/o

Demon trying to replace sebastian for his S/o

Independent S/o

Crush trying to hook him up with someone else

Fluff HC

Nature loving S/o

Gold digger S/o

Stubborn S/o refusing to take medicine

S/o on her period

Physically disabled s/o

S/o with cutting scars TW

Kissing Seb as he pretends to sleep

Easily flustered s/o

Punishments HC

Witch s/o who attracts cats

After sex cuddling

Capturing his darling

S/o being the favorite parent

Sebs children trying to take his S/o away from him

Someone attempting to ‘save’ Sebs S/o

Neko S/o

Emotion HC

Arguing wih S/o

Demon S/o rejecting him

Trying to distract him with cats to escape

The difference between Normal and Yandere demons HC

Introducing your baby to the Phantomhives

Grell trying to harm S/o

S/o turning into a cat

Darlings already mated to a powerful demon

Empathetic and sweet S/o

Marrying Sebastian

Finding a way to make human s/o immortal

Smol and delicate s/o

Giddy/Energetic S/o 

Ciel and the servants figuring out Sebastians dating

Darling that cant cook but makes him something anyways

Ciel and the servants figuring out Sebastians dating

High class noble darling that doesnt pay attention to him

Celebrating Halloween with his kids

S/o invested in a book

Noble S/o whose parents doesnt want them talking to seb

Bringing home a stray puppy

Smart yet weak Neko S/o

S/o who has a tendency to climb and get stuck ontop of things

Touch Starved Sebastian

Stupid S/o

Taking Seb to a cat cafe

Nephilim S/o

S/o has a kid from a previous relationship

More Fluff

Taking care of a overworked S/o

Domestic Seb w/ darling

Fighting w/ his kids trying to take S/o away from him

Romantic Darling

S/o’s afraid of cats

Darling being ridiculed for coming out of the closet

Meeting S/o’s overprotective family

Sexuality and Gender Idenity HC

Spoiling his S/o

Darling w/ small Titties

Goth S/o

What music Sebastian listens to

Making a contract with S/o

Yandere Alphabet: D,F,H,R,T

S/o who loves loud aggressive music

Darling has an Eating Disorder TW

Yandere Alphabet: A,J,K,W,Z,I,Q

S/o is afraid of ghosts

Comforting Depressed Darling TW

Comforting S/o w/ the stomach flu

Darling that curses a lot

Loving a small, cubby and cute reader

Darling who always makes degrading comments and jokes about suicide TW

S/o who fears and avoids Sebastian 

Bathing darling

S/o who smokes TW

Dominant S/o

Taking care of a greedy food aggressive cat

Getting matching piercings 

Demon S/o

Finding out Darling has a crush on their best friend

S/o whos nervous at any sensual touch

Modern day Satanist Darling

S/o getting upset when finding out about his past affairs 

Reaction to his darling dying

S/o admits to loving his true form

Celebrating darlings birthday

S/o shutting down when kidnaped 

Fluffy Morning and Night Routine HC

Darling with Major Trust Issues

S/o who doesnt want kids

Darling who can turn into a chibi neko

Being reunited with S/o after being separated for a few years

Demon S/o having a family together

Schizophrenic Reader

40 year old male reader thinking your too old for him

Worker S/os employer abusing them

S/o who constantly has mini break downs

Autistic S/o

Short Tempered Darling

Platonic relationship w/ a  young neko

Disabled S/o who used forearm crutches 

Helping S/o through a Asthma Attack

S/o that loves playing with his hair

Avoiding him due to think demons are only manipulative 

Even More Fluff HC

S/o whos happy to be kidnapped 

Darling saying “I Love You” for the first time

Comforting S/o w/ daddy issues

S/o being sadistic in a strict way

Doing his makeup

Ciel Platonically being Yandere over Sebastian's darling

Placing cats ontop of you to wake you up

S/o wanting to do his skin care

S/o w/ a bad immune system

Play fights w/ sebastian

S/o who likes teasing him

S/o who cant speak english

Another demon wants to steal sebastian's S/o

Would sebastian understand memes?

S/os tics/adhd sounds are like cat sounds 

Spending a day at the beach

Would Sebastian use S/os mental disability against them?

His daughter bringing a dog into the house

Mermaid S/o

Phantomhive servants are platonically Yandere for Sebastians S/o

How Mayrin treats Sebastians S/o

Ciel accidentally calling sebastian's S/o “mom”

Collector s/o

Kittens love language is touch

S/os already married to a human

Writer S/o using sebastian as a reference for the villain

Meeting his wealthy yet not noble S/o

Being romantic w/ his kitten

How he goes about confessing and courting S/o

How he interacts with his new born child

S/os whose personality is bitchy/mean

S/o w/ ADD and MDD

Gifting him cat themed items

Romancing his kitten

S/o that blushes easily

Using his tailcoat as a blanket

Where he likes kissing his kitten & why HC

Loving care HC

Leaving gifts around the manor for his kitten

Building you a home HC

S/o thats bad at cooking trying to join him in the kitchen

Kitten who writes poems for him

Asking him to teach you how to fight

S/o giving him all sorts of affection

Giving back love to his affectionate kitten

S/o willing to give up their soul to save ciels 

What a average day with your new child looks like

“You look so beautiful like this…covered in all of my marks.”

 “This is what would happen if I didn’t take care of you.”

What life is like for the kidnapped S/o

“You’re weak. You need me.”

 “I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

S/o who wants to travel the world with him

Demon S/o wants to spar with him

S/o whos a major sweettooth

S/o responding to his flirts with "Good joke, but you're a demon right? You're not supposed to feel. " 

The purge

Watching horror movies with Sebastian

Kidnapped S/o who refuses to look at him and makes rude comments 

Denying him by saying stuff like "you're like a father to me"\

S/o is a stoner

S/o has nipple piercings 

General HC

How Sebastian expresses himself to his Kitten

Playing GTA/RDR with sebastian

S/os basically nocturnal 

Styling sebs hair

Stalking HC

Asking him to dance

S/o gets extremely fatigued at the end of the day

S/o trying to tickle him

Caring for S/o after top surgery

S/o loves dancing to Kpop songs

Platonic S/o caffeine addict

S/o has 5 dogs

S/o imitates him constantly

Platonic seb adopting a young demon

Servant S/o works for a family that regularly abuses them

Sebastian vs Agni

Grell making Seb jealous via flirting at his s/o

Playing human games w/ his child

Running into poor S/o adoring cats

Kidnapping HC

S/o bothered by how much time he spends on contracts

S/o is feisty constantly fights against Seb

Seb baby fever HC

S/o having baby fever

Comforting S/o after their father suddenly passed

Matching tattoos

S/o using him as drawing inspiration

Yandere Alphabet M,K,A,L,U,Y 

Hunted down

Nuclear Apocalypse 

Platonic Babygirl is half demon half human

Life Threatening and Supernatural situation

Life threatening situation

Claude Faustus

Stalker prompt

Kidnapping HC

Affection HC

Pregnant S/o

Demoness S/o who wont give up without a fight

Innocent S/o

Hunted down

S/o uses ariel silks

Famous Violinist S/o

Ciel Phantomhive

Ciel vs Sebastian over you

Haunted House + Demon

Becoming your Suitor

Rejecting his advances 

Recognizing Crossdressed Ciel

Fluff HC

Independent S/o

Siren

Matching your outfit with his

Comforting S/o on their period

Ciel Platonically being Yandere over Sebastian's darling

Childhood friend S/o

Ciel accidentally calling sebastian's S/o “mom”

Platonic HC

Shy s/o

Falling for a Maid S/o

Servant S/o works for a family that regularly abuses them

Platonic Seemingly absent minded S/o is actually v smart 

Yandere Alphabet I,K,Y

Trick or treat

Undertaker

HC

Clingy S/o

S/o trying to escape

Naga

Kidnapping S/o

Cheering him up

Aggressive S/o 

Killing his rival

How he shows love

Rival threatening S/o

Loving s/o being treated unfairly

Fluff HC

S/o who “wears the pants” in the relationship

S/o can see/talk to ghosts

Darling that defies gender norms

Celebrating Halloween with his kids

Scary Movies

Ticklish S/o

Capturing S/o during a escape attempt

S/o wants a cat

Darlings into steampunk

Naga Undertaker soft affections hc

Half reaper S/o

Yandere Alphabet T,V,X,Y 

Hunted down by vampire undertaker

Alois Trancy

“youre mine do you understand? you belong to me”

Snake

Tough and Blunt S/o

Grell

Relationship HC 

S/o scared to accept Grells proposal

Figuring out what Grell is

FtM S/o

Not fearing what grell is

Grell raising their kid

Dealing with a man that persistently bothers you

Reacting to S/o singing the 5th verse of WAP

Celebrating Halloween with her kids

Childs now an adult

S/o doesnt want their child to be around the Phantomhives

Family w/ grell HC

Grells child angry theyre hidden 

Married life HC

Loving her S/o whos self conscious about their body

S/o who curses a lot

Platonic relationship with Kid Witch 

S/o who has MILF energy 

Kid Witch gets hurt by an angel 

Pregnant S/o

Loving a chubby S/o

Jealous HC

Kid Witch whos traumatized from getting attacked by an angel

Cuddling after a long days work

Comforting S/o during a Anxiety attack

Soft S/o

Affectionate S/o

Attempting to escape

S/o who walked around the house naked

Humanitarian/empathetic S/o 

Spoiling Grell with affection

s/o saw her kill Madam Red

S/o not believing grell has genuine feelings towards them cause she simps for so many others

S/o who trusts people to easily

Taking advantage of her S/os mental disability making them rely on her

Being with grell in her butler form

S/o absolutely fawns over grell

Platonic young reaper darling

Yandere Alphabet A,B,E,L,V

Vampire grell

Witch S/o

Life Threatening situation

Hannah

S/o trying to escape

Spoiled, aggressive S/o

S/o breaking down for the first time

Finnian

Elf s/o whos anxious about their ears

Ronald Knox

Headcannons

Yandere Alphabet L,M,U,Y

Edward Midford 

Tailor Apprentince S/o who shows skin

Cold and distant S/o

William T spears

Platonic timid sibling reader just became a reaper

Sebastian Michaelis

NS FW Headcannons

Jealous 

Period kink

Somnophilia

S/o giving a bj 

Heat HC

Bedding his S/o at a high class ball, bondage

Claiming S/o infront of her fiance

Punishment HC 

Sebastian murdering the competition and taking his S/o

Darling going through their first Heat 

S/o losing their virginity 

Bratty S/o 

AFAB darling calling him Daddy 

Face sitting HC 

Making darling squirt for the first time 

AFAB dry humping

Noncon & Breeding TW

Breeding Kink

Favorite Position & Orgasm control

Dubcon & Body Worship TW

How Vocal he is

Male Incubus S/o 

S/o likes pain during sex

Vampire Sebastian Breeding

Claude Faustus

Darlings first heat 

Undertaker

Naga NS FW

Foreplay HC

Body paint NS FW

Grell

NS FW HC

Sex addicted AFAB S/o 

S/o has trouble orgasming 

Body Praise 

[itsmebytch001]

What if the reader tries and succeeds to kill herself? How would the family react? I'm sorry if this goes against your rules, I'm new. I really like your writing and find the yandere family to be comforting, oddly enough.

Total Family devistation...

18+

Jeff was beside himself, he had to be the one to tell Aaron that they had found you, and not alive. He a father, had to tell another father that his only child, his daughter had been found dead and by her own hand. It had to be him, beacuse if not him, who? He had already had the pleasure of idenitying you, cold and alone in a moruge full of strangers, but you, his niece, so young and vibrant now grey and stiff in this terrible terrible place, and its not like he hadn't been to a mourge before, he had just never known who was under the sheet.

And he so destpratley wanted it to be anyone but you, but even before the sheet was lifted, he knew it was you. Looking down at your young face so dranied and empty it felt so wrong it turn his back on you to spare himself the horror of looking at you, but he simply could not bare it.

But he knew the worse was yet to come. While Rio, Miles where all at Aarons house, waiting for you to be brought back home...alive of course he knew once he walked through that door he would have to explain what had happned, and that you would not be coming back.

What would he say to Miles? His cousin, but in spirit his sister was gone, dead and not only that but she had been the one to take herself out.

Miles was strong, but no one is strong enough for that.

Meanwhile Rio was making dinner for the three of them In Aarons kitchen, frying up something while Aaron sat on the couch tapping his foot nervoulsy as all panicked parents would.

Rio: "Oye! Miles Get out of Y/n's room!" She yelled to her nosey son.

Miles was sitting un top your bed, just starring into the void, worried, stressed as to your wear abouts, the whole family knew you weren't doing well, that you were struggling but he simply could not shake the feeling that maybe something terrible had happened.

Rio turned her head over to see Aaron was rubbing his face and bald head over and over to sooth himself and breathing heavily, she turns off the stove and sits next to him, placing a calming hand over his back.

Rio: "I know your scared Aaron, but Y/n is a tough girl, she'll be okay"

Aaron: "I Know...I know" He whispred.

Rio: "MILES, Come here!" She yelled summoning him to the living room where he sat down with his Mom and Uncle.

Rio: "Call your father, it's taking him awhile to call back, now call him"

Miles: "M'kay" He got back up to ring his Dad in the next room, only not to be answered, he called again and nothing, strange.

It was now 22: 17, and Jeff was standing outside your building stewing, having had broken down in his car, trying despratley to stop crying as he held himself in his pulled over crusier trying to push out the image of your cold empty shell, and thinking about how it was only days before when he had seen you warn, breathing and alive and now you were simply...gone.

What was he going to do.

He a father was going to tell another father, His brother that his daughter was dead.

He took of his hat, and carried himself up the stairs, and stood for a few moments outside the door motionless until he forced himself to knock, only to be met with his brothers face, worried and sweaty, again he asked himself how the hell he was supposed to tell him.

But if it wasn't him, it would just be an other officer, a stranger who never knew you never met you, so it had to be him.

Aaron looked own both left to right of the hall for you as he expected you would be returned to him, but you weren't there, Aaron looked at Jeff confused as Jeff ushered himself into the house. With his hat in hands Rio instantly knew something was terribly wrong, she stood from the couch as Miles re entered the house from the fire escape seeing his father in the living room he expected to see you with him...

Miles: "Ay, you find Y/n?"

Jeff: "I-I" He begins to shake, he can't make eye contact with anyone.

Jeff: "Aaron...Aaron I"

Rio: "What is it my love?" She asks as she can see whatever Jeff was to say is deeply distressing.

Miles: "Dad, you good?"

Jeff wipes his lip as he can feel himself begin to tear up, Aaron just wants to know where the hell his child is and can clearly tell whatever news Jeff has for him isn't great, but he must know as Rio reaches her hand out to her husband as a small comfort.

Aaron: "What is it?"

Jeff: "Aaron, Aaron I'm so so sorry"

Rio begins to tense her hand around Jeff's wrist, almost as if begging him to stop.

Jeff: "We found Y/n, but...she's gone"

Aaron: "Gone? What the hell do you mean GONE?" He balls his fists he's trying to convince himself it's something, anything else.

Jeff: "She's dead man"

The moment of complete silence falls across the room, Aaron simply can't process what being said to him, he looks confused, what do you mean dead? How could you KNOW?

...

...

Jeff: "we found her by a train track...She got hit bad"

Rio: "Oh...oh my God" She lifts her hand from Jeff to cover her mouth as she turns away from her husband reaching over to collapse over the couch as she begins to cry into the cushions, holding her face to shield her son from the sight of his mother broken down into a weeping mess. Repeating again and again 'no no no' You truly where like the daughter she never had, whenever you were having women related problmes she was the one you came to, she was the once who reassured you weren't going to die when you first got her period, she had help raise you from a babe when your father was overwhelmed, teaching him how to burp you, she was the one to forced Aaron and Jeff to re connect for the sake of the family for the sake of you two cousins, she was the one who helped you dye your hair, and then re dye it when it went horribly wrong, she was the one who taught you how to do eyeliner, she was the one who took you clothing shopping when you hit puperty and made you feel okay about your body changing. she was really like you Mom, when your actual mother for reasons beyond her control fell short, and now it was all gone, it was all over and all for nothing.

Miles: "Did you check Stella's house? She's always hanging round there" He' s in denial, Jeff can see he's about to cry, but he like anyone else is unwilling to accept the situation.

Aaron: " Or Bloom?"

Jeff wanted to entertain this, he wanted to indulge in the fantasy that you were just sneaking round your friends house, but it was you who was lying on that steal table.

Jeff: "Aaron, please I"

Aaron: "Did you even check?"

Miles: "I got Stella's number lemme call her"

Jeff: "Miles! Please..."

...

...

Jeff: "I Just got back form the mourge, It her man I'm so so sorry but she's gone"

Aaron: "nah man, it has to be someone else"

Jeff: "No...No its her"

Miles: "This has to be a mistake, it-it, How could she, Why would you say this?!"

Aaron: "is this a joke?"

Jeff: "What?"

Aaron: "Is this one of Y/n's stunts?"

Jeff: "No no Aaron please"

Aaron: "Is she back at the station or something?"

Jeff: "Aaron"

Aaron: "is she at the Stella's girl house?"

Miles: "Uncle Aaro-"

Aaron: "Miles call Stella she'll know where she's at"

Jeff: "AARON!"

...

...

...

Aaron: "Please man"

...

Jeff: "I'm sorry"

Aaron finally began to cry, backing up into the couch before breaking down as Jeff held him timidly as they all finally broke.

Miles in a trance of extreme grife stumbled down into your room, the room where he had spent hours chatting with you, playing dolls with as children and despratley trying to convince your parents to allow you to have a sleep over, looking over all your belongings, your bed and your rug he simply could not deal with it, so he allowed himself to sink onto the soft floor, and scream.

Months after the burial service the family was still very much in pices, Aaron still found himself setting out a table of food for you, having a moment of realistion, of remembering but refusing to leave to throw the food out, he always had the hope you would one day just walk through the door, alive. He would leave the food out until it began to rot beacuse throwing it out would mean accpeting you were gone.

Rio had started going to church again, after work, on weekends she became a regular again, and all she ever prayed for was for you to come back, or a sign that you were okay where ever you were, she would ask the pastor again and again to reasure her that you were in heaven, at peace and happy, but it was never enough.

She had built a shrine to you, a small one in her room with Jeff, it was just of a small photo of you with a pair of earings, a braclet and a small statue of mother Mary sourounded by candels.

Sometimes Miles would find his Mom praying over your shrine, begging for you to come back, or leaving small candies by it. But she still couldn't bring herself to visit your grave.

Miles visited you often, every few days leaving you fresh flowers, talking to you for hours about his spiderman work, school, how angry he was at you for leaving him, for not turning to him or anyone for help.

He also blamed your friends, how could they not see you needed help, they got to spend all their time with you, they monopolised you and they let you go, surely they must have seen something was wrong. He kept side eyeing them at your burial, starring at them accusingly.

Miles had put on a huge memorial for you, and it was beautiful, showed you in the best light with flowers and stars sourouding your face, and shared it with his family. Once it was finished and on display he and his family layed candels aroound it and then sat in a quite crying pit, It was the first time Miles had seen Aaron in 2 months, he had gained quite a bit of weight, grown out his beard and clearly hadn't slept.

Through the family would grieve, and try and heal but nothing was ever enough, they never truly recovered, the shrine was never taken down, the memorail was always being repainted to avoid it fading, and your Dad Aaron never stopped laying out food for you and never allowed anything in your room to change, he had turned it into a mueasem, and sometimes, when he was especially depressed he would sit in your room sourounded by your stuff and simply break down, crying and and begging for you to come back.

GIVE ME MOREEEEE SUGGESTIONS

[running-with-the-feels]

Hello! It’s me who created the Healer Kuai Liang Au and I just kinda wanted to expand upon it!

When it comes to your headcanon that Lin Kuei had to earn their medical attention, it’s not far off from my own! As to clarify to actually seek the medical attention you need, you must’ve actually completed your mission successfully or completed your duties, as it’s considered dishonorable(which is ironic as the Lin Kuei’s honor is non existent, but this is a idea that has existed since the Lin Kuei’s existence) to make the healers waste their energy and time on you for your mistakes and that you can patch up yourself.

However, due to this secondary job of being spy’s when the members of the clan are most vulnerable, this has lead to a lot of conflicting feelings and thoughts for Kuai Liang, as despite now they raised him, he still doest really report any issues to the main healers, even when it’s stated to him outright when an assassin is delirious and admits they have a family on the outside to care for in secret.

However, when it comes to him sneaking around and helping heal members of the clan, yeah he definitely does it, especially for Bi-Han, Hydro, and Tomas(Hell Kuai Liang actually helped look after Tomas when he first showed up to the clan and cared for him) but he usually is able to get away with it, he’s smart and knows the ins and outs of the clan. He isn’t always able to escape for sight and does get punished, the healers themselves deal with the punishment of their own, and it depends on the healer themself, but Liko, Kuai Liang’s mentor, punishes him the worse. As he usually the blood magic to punish him, reopening old scars and wounds for his disobedience and risking his idenity to be known by more members of the clan.

He does keep is a secret! Due to both the truama associated with it, the need to keep of secrecy by the healers, and how he fears people trying to exploit it.

And tbh, they find out in different time periods, Johnny and Sonya find out while on a mission with him, it’s a really desperate situation and he and the others are incredibly injured so he risks it and heals the three of them, he honestly didn’t think they would remember since they were about to be knocked out. They did and they confronted about him, and he begged them to keep it a secret.

Hanzo tho learned it through more specific means, when Kuai Liang was possessed by the dagger, it really wanted him to use his blood magic, as while it’s meant to be a healer form, it can easily harm all the same, and would actively use it against him when he fought back against it, doing the same things Liko would do and torture him. Eventually he did snap out enough to find an injured Takeda and tried to heal him, which he did, but wanst fast enough to explain before Hanzo found him and Hanzo fought he was trying to hurt Takeda and the rest of the shit happened. Takeda does eventually tell Hanzo about it. But it is too little to late

Loving all of this

I'd imagine Takeda tells Hanzo about it after Hanzo comes back from the Netherrealm (again) at the end of the mkx comics, so they're rebuilding and Takeda lets it slip without really meaning to

And Hanzo just has this moment of massive guilt bc he thinks Kuai Liang is dead (bc Hanzo left him to bleed out) so he can't thank the cryomancer for saving his son, nor apologize for how he treated him about the kamidogu

And then Hanzo gets the message from Kuai Liang asking him to meet at the Lin Kuei temple where he learns the truth about what happened to his family and as they are planning their next steps, Hanzo confronts him about it:

Hanzo: So....Takeda said that you healed him, with magic

Kuai Liang freezes, absolutely terrified: That's not- I-

Hanzo, growing concerned: I just wanted to thank you for that, for saving him

Kuai Liang is shocked because even Johnny and Sonya had been somewhat pissed when they found out, viewing the ability with suspicion and discomfort (Johnny) and trying to figure out how best to use it to their advantage (Sonya)

Kuai Liang: I-...I was the reason he was hurt, it seemed only fair that I fix him

Hanzo: Thank you for that. I could not bear to lose him, I owe you a great debt.

Kuai Liang, unused to being thanked: You don't-

Hanzo: I also owe you an apology, for trying to kill you

Kuai Liang: In your position, I would likely have done the same

Hanzo: No...I don't think you would have

[fordoggo]

Sooo I've read loads of shinran fanfics for years >> Shinran Masterlist

And I've decided to share my good recommendations of fics about ran finding out conan's idenity (this was posted in reddit as well):

RAN FINDING OUT:

Facade by platinum-breaker

Summary: Conan did not expect Ran to suddenly corner him one day.

The Face She'd never seen by ChibiRaccoon

Summary: In all the time she had known him, Ran had never seen that look on his face.

coming back to her by readingnotes

Summary: They broke him. They broke him into so many pieces, and now they're right in front of her, not Edogawa Conan, not Kudo Shinichi; no, now she's the detective, she has to solve this jigsaw puzzle and put him back together. He won't be the same. Of course not. But she'll fix him into the person he'll become.

Artificial Anxiety by Serinox

Summary: On that fateful day in Tropical Land, Shinichi turned away from chasing Vodka when Ran called out to him. Now they are in a relationship and things are progressing nicely. But events happen, which create a kind of artificial anxiety between them, that they have to deal with. Good times are easy, but can they get through the hard times too?

BACK WHERE HE BELONGS by jojoangel01

Summary: Takes part in Shinichis rebirth. Will he seize the day he was rewarded with after getting his body back? Will he be able to control his feelings for a certain person that holds his heart? PURE FLUFF, I mean it! SR, of course! What else? [COMPLETE!]

seven-percent by AngelicSentinel

Summary: Ran finds out at the worst possible time Shinichi is Conan. Now she's got to break them both out of the Black Organisation's lab, but time is running out.

The Mystery of Conan Edogawa by funvince

Summary: Ran Mouri is tired of the lies and evasions. She is determined to get to the truth behind her little house guest once and for all. But is she really prepared for what she may find?

Ran isn't an Idiot! by Baekho0123

Summary: What if Ran knew the truth right away? What if she knew who Edogawa, Conan really is? How much will that change?

Kudo Will Die by Ichthyophobia

Summary: Kogoro finds out. Conan, miraculously, survives the revelation. But only because Ran should get to kill him first.

The Gift of Love by EsTeLweNadia

Note: happens after the reveal

Summary: AU – After the defeat of the Black Organization. Sometimes, the greatest gifts of love come in small packages. Shinichi/Ran.

Feel What You Know by impossibleorimprobable

Summary: They killed her. They killed Mouri Ran. High school detective Edogawa Conan grew up cold, ruthless, and brilliant as ever. With his help, police took down the biggest crime syndicate in Japan. In the ashes, they found a child that bore too much resemblance to a girl that should have died ten years ago. The truth must come out. But at what cost?

OTHER FICS

The Case of the Missing Detective by Krista Perry

Summary: On hiatus, NOT dead. Please see my profile for details. ) A former member of the Black Org wants the secret of eternal youth and immortality, and he thinks he can get it by kidnapping Conan. Conan begs to differ.

The Darkness Inside by Akrim

Summary: Aoko receives a bunch of foreboding messages. It could be a prank but she still decides to consult with Kudo Shinichi - just in case it was not a prank. But it's Ran instead with whom she decides to decode these messages. But things are not what they seem and soon they have spun a web of lies, secrets and danger.

SIDE NOTE: if I can find more of the fics which is under a pile of files I've kept for so long. I will edit, feel free to add your comments and suggestions!

[1moreff-creator]

Happy Birthday Eden Tobisa!

Turns out our favorite clock girly has her birthday on New Year's Eve! What a nice date for such a nice girl! Let's do a character analysis, fun facts, and songs!

-We know relatively little about Eden's backstory. The most notable thing we know about her life before the killing game, apart from her fascination with clocks, is what is revealed in her chapter 2 secret: "Ever since you kissed her, you were afraid your sexuality would ruin your friendships." Which is pretty straightforward; she's canonically a lesbian and is worried it would negatively affect her friendships.

-Literally the only other thing we know about her backstory is that she lived in Japan for a small period of time when she was younger, before moving back to the US. This was revealed in a Q&A.

(... You know, I made a deranged theory in my Mai post that maybe the girl that Eden kissed was actually Mai. It wasn't very serious, since it was just a silly way to try to explain what the hell Eden's quote in the Mai page could mean. But... we know Teruko was in Japan for a while when she was younger, and it's theorized she knew Mai before being separated from her at some point. Combined with Mai's name being seemingly Japanese, it could imply Mai also lived in Japan at some point. And if that's the case, it's possible she met Eden there? To be clear, that's still an insane possibility, but I do find it a funny possibility, which is why I'm sharing it)

-Apart from that, Eden's defining trait is her optimism and her trust in others. She sticks to Teruko's side even after she starts pushing everyone away in CH 1, and confesses to her that she believes "not caring about others is the worst way to live." She's importantly not naive, she does know their situation is horrible, but still she constantly searches for an exit and tries to build good friendships with the others.

-This includes baking with Min, Rose and Teruko in CH1, inviting Teruko and Arei to make clocks on CH2, etc. Basically, she's awesome and nice and mature.

-Also she loves clocks. Regular Ultimate stuff, she can apparently spend hours and hours working and losing track of time.

-Although for such an optimistic character, her secret quote is quite ominous. "You can't go back, no matter how hard you try." We have zero clue what this means at the moment, but at least it does fit the symbolism of time always moving forward.

-Meanwhile, her quote in the Mai page is "She kept calling the number, even though no one picked it up." This is even more incomprehensible! Eden, what in the world are you talking about?

-Alright, David MV. She doesn't have a color in Color Theory, but her numeral is XII (twelve). Go to 1:48:28 in this video for an explanation. God it's so convenient to have that lol.

Alright fun facts!

-As stated, her birthday (December 31st) lands on New Year's Eve. Maybe representing new beginnings or change, which certainly goes well with her character. How nice!

-Like most of the cast, she's American and right-handed.

-She's one of the only characters with dyed hair. Her hair was originally just brown.

-Her favorite color is daffodil yellow, because it's happy, and her least favorite color is blue, because it's "kind of a downer color." Areden shippers in shambles.

-Her favorite ice cream flavor is honeycomb. I didn't even know that existed but go off queen.

-She enjoys cute fashion, but also enjoys wearing androgynous style clothing.

-She likes food which is fun to make or prepare. How nice!

-She's biracial; her mother is black and her father is Japanese. This is why she spent a bit of time in Japan when she was younger.

-Her name in kanji is 飛佐【とび ・ さ】楽【いーでん】. Gonna leave any actual meaning as homework, but it's worth noting her name was anglicized. I think that would translate to "Iden", but her mother liked the name "Eden", so they went with that instead.

Finally, songs that remind me of her!

-Positive Parade by DECO*27

-Gone Fishing by Ghost & Pals (friendship!)

-Aura by Ghost & Pals

-In Iolite by Ghost & Pals

-Magnet by minato

-Those Who Carried On by Ghost & Pals

-I'm Glad You're Evil Too by PinocchioP

And Happy Birthday! And a happy new year! Well wishes to all you Tumblr peeps. Take care!

[peanutpinet]

I Got You | Mafia! Johnny Suh x Undercover Agent Fem Reader

Pairing: Mafia Johnny Suh x Undercover Fem Reader

Warnings: mention of torture/abuse, strong language, illegal activities, slight angst, minor character death, cursing (?)

A/N: hello everyone!! I live, don't fret :) I know it's been a while since I wrote a fic and this is actually my first mafia Johnny fic. After so long of wanting to write a mafia Johnny T^T Was heavily inspired by my dream that I had of Johnny ehehehe. Also, special thanks to @anya-writes-stuff for helping me figure out the plot 🥹🫶

Synopsis: you had always thought that you were working for the right people for the right purpose but it was all just a big act, making you realise that the right person was the one that you had to leave after an incident

Slight inspiration from the K-drama: My Name :)

Never in your life did you think that you had to be running from people who were said to “protect” the regular citizens from all the human trafficking, drug dealers, slavery or even mafias and yakuzas..

You had always played the good role of bringing justice to all the wrongdoings. Corruption, drug dealing, illegal clubs, brothels to even mafia leaders. One by one, you managed to take down and bring justice.

However, what you failed to notice was the agency that you were brought in to take down all these injustice actions. At first, you were too focused on building yourself to be able to take down all those crimes that you failed to know how your agency was able to keep standing.

Years later you finally find out how did your agency manage to gain the amount of money to sustain itself and even earn much more with every criminal behind bars. They didn’t just get the money for sending the criminals to jail. Heck, the majority of these criminals didn’t even end up in jail with how the government allows the agency do as they please as long as the criminals are out of the picture, especially during times like elections.

Upon looking up on the next target of the agency did you find out the full plan that they always have been using. They take down the target from the inside out, pretending as if the criminal is being taken to court to get the official punishment but somehow between those time, there was always news about the criminal being found dead before the trial, hence all the money that they earn were “returned to the victims” when in reality, the whole set up was from the agency and the whole “giving the money back to the victims” were just a lie because the agency took more than half of the money for themselves.

At first, you didn’t want to believe it until you were assigned to be the main leader for the next mission, targeting the CEO of a media company who just happens to be your high school lover, your childhood best friend, Johnny Suh.

Johnny Suh was a name that everyone in Chicago knew. He wasn’t just known as the hot young rich bachelor who just happens to be the CEO of an entire media company. But rumour has it that he was one of the big bosses of a worldwide mafia that somehow managed to spread throughout China, South Korea, Japan, Canada, Thailand and even in the US.

Both you and Johnny have a long history. The two of you became friends the day you suddenly moved next door to Johnny’s house in Chicago. You were practically doubted as peanut butter and jam back during junior high up until high school.

Unfortunately, it was during high school that you encountered the most painful moment in your life that made you join the agency in the first place. When your parents were killed by a group of drug dealers. And while Johnny and his family were more than willing to take you in, before they could officially be your guardian, you were already taken in by the agency, not even bidding Johnny or his family goodbye.

Ever since, you lost contact with Johnny, his family and your old friends. You weren’t so much close with your relatives as they all lived in different countries and by the time the news of your parents reached them, you had already had a change in identity and was nowhere to be found.

The one time you and Johnny had an encounter after the incident was actually in a club sometime after a dinner event. You had just arrived after getting news that a mafia and his friends were ambushed and some might got injured so you were told to find them. But what you weren’t expecting was to find Johnny, your childhood best friend, clutching onto his right hip.

You weren’t sure if Johnny got involved in the ambush. Perhaps he was the one that made the ambush in the first place and got shot. But the other part of your brain told you that he could be the mafia that your agency was looking for. Either way, you wanted to know the answer from Johnny himself and not anyone else.

That is why that day, you told your team that you didn’t find anyone and just some drunken man in the bathroom, quickly wrapping things up from the club. Concluding that the mafia must’ve called backup the second the ambush happened. When in reality, you actually helped them escape; even if you did it just to meet Johnny again on your terms.

Unfortunately, here you are, years later, finally finding out the truth about your agency and Johnny. However, you didn’t know what got to you when your agency confronted you about refusing to be the leader of the mission to take Johnny down. Maybe it was because of the fact that you found the truth of your agency or the idea that you wanted the truth from Johnny as a friend, not as a foe.

You didn’t know how you manage to survive through all the torture they put you through or even how you managed to escape. But one thing was for sure, you weren’t going to let them get to Johnny first. Not when he is the last person you have left. The last person you could trust. Even if you don’t really fully know him as well as you thought. You had to find him and warn him on what you know.

Lucky for you, Johnny was known more as a CEO so you easily found the company that he runs and somehow, managed to sneak past everyone and made your way to try and find Johnny’s office.

However, you didn’t realise that you were actually being followed by the people of your agency. Fortunately, before they could get to you, Johnny himself found you first; especially when his secretary told him that someone by the initial (Y/N) was looking for him. The second he heard your original name, he knew something was off. In fact, ever since your sudden disappearance, Johnny has never stopped looking for you. Even when he became the CEO, taking over his parents’ company.

The night you saved him, Johnny swore that he would never have you leave his sight ever again. Even when he was being treated, he had every tech person in NCT Mafia to find you and honestly, he was quite shocked to find out that you were working for that damn corrupted agency.

“Bringing people to justice, my ass. All they do is look like a hero but is pretty much just as corrupted as everyone else” Johnny scoffed when he found out

Even so, Johnny was sure that with enough convincing, you would leave the agency and he could finally have you in his arms, safe and loved, just as he always wanted ever since the incident. What he wasn’t expecting was for you to come to him because he was just about ready to find you and convince you; even if he had to beg for it.

Multiple thoughts were running through Johnny’s mind with every step he took to finally see you again. He only hoped that you’ve been well and holding on until he could get you. But as he walked past within the building his family owns, he noticed that there were several unfamiliar faces. Without thinking twice, he called for security to “handle” the situation and “show” how they do things around here.

Once that’s done, Johnny finally managed to find you. Though, in a state that he never wanted to see. Not before the incident, not now, not ever. Without warning, Johnny crept up behind you, his steps startling you that had you backed up against his desk. Noticing your trembling self, Johnny was reminded of the time where you had to deal with everything yourself. No. Johnny promise himself, his parents and your parents that he would take care of you.

Letting out a sigh, Johnny closed and locked the office door and gently made his way to where you were. Making sure to shake off his cold demeanour, reminding himself that you did nothing wrong and clearly, looking at the bruises and cuts all over your body, it was clear that you were “manipulated” in that agency.

“Hey. It’s been a while, hasn’t it” Johnny tried to break the silence, his voice coming out rougher than he’d like

“Yeah. It has. H-how have you been?” you stuttered but managed to ask him back, bringing a soft smile on his face

“I’ve been good. As much as I’d like to take it slow, I didn’t get to thank you for that time. You saved me, you know” Johnny let out, finally standing in front of you. Even after what happened to you, your eyes still had that spark that Johnny loved

“Oh. That time…I knew that you had your reasons. Even if I didn’t know them” you told him, your hands were shaking as they gripped the edge of his desk

“I’ve missed you. My parents too. I never once stopped looking for you, you know. I was so confused about how you just went under the radar. Well, until that night of course. Ever since, I, I actually tried to keep an eye on you. I actually wanted to get you. I really didn’t expect you to come and find me first” Johnny mentioned, both his hands were either side of your hips, rubbing them gently, bringing comfort instead of the constant fear all this time; actually feeling like home

“I, I wanted to warn you…” you whispered out but Johnny suddenly lifted you to sit on his desk while one of his hands cupped your cheek, caressing it and making you look at him

“I know. I had my friends dig up everything. I had known about your agency right when I started to take over the company. When I found out that you were part of that agency, I had mixed feelings. I was so damn sure that you were manipulated into joining them but I know that you wouldn’t hurt me. I trust you and I was right. You saved me even with the mixed thoughts” Johnny explained, gently kissing your forehead

“Johnny…” you called to him. “Hmm?”

“Aren’t you disappointed? How are you calm and not angry about what happened?” you asked, almost frustrated

“How can I? You’ve been through hell and worse. I would never get angry with you. You had your reasons. Are you scared of me?” Johnny asked, now cupping both your cheeks

“How can I be scared of you? You were there for me, always” you replied with no hesitation, making Johnny smile even wider

“Even if I’m part of the mafia?” Johnny asked, still unsure

“You have your reasons, Suh. Plus, a hero would "sacrifice" someone like me for people whereas you would burn the bad people for me. And like I’ve said, I know you wouldn’t hurt me, right?” you asked back, now you were the one that was unsure

“Never. I always got you. And you're right. I would kill anyone who harmed you, who ever has hurt you or even thought the wrong things about you. Plus, I’m never letting you go. Ever” Johnny stated, making you smile for the first time in a long time

Without even thinking, you wrapped your hands around Johnny’s neck, softly pulling him towards you but before you could continue, Johnny asked first. “Are you sure? Shouldn’t we get you treated first?”. Gosh, how can someone that looked cold is an actual warm bear? Without thinking, you pulled Johnny and kissed him which felt warm and like home. Johnny was your home and just like a home, he would be there for you, to provide you comfort, warmth, protection and most importantly, make you feel loved.