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Where you belong?

Chapter 10 - Morally Grey

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, age gap, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe, bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator in 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 5,4k (i don't know wtf happened)

A/N: First, thank you so much for the new followers! Welcome to our community of Horny for Javier Peña lol Babes, I'm still horny for him and if love this man is a crime, arrest me! Let's start the ANGST because I need them to start to suffer a little... It's all going all too well...

Second, I had to repost it 'cause this plataform well... we all know.

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Narrator's POV:

It all started when you had a fight with Crosby, since he wanted something he couldn't yet: Escobar's head on a plate, but it would take time. 

Carrillo was no piece of cake either, sometimes hiding things from you, sometimes doing… Questionable things.

You’ve both had a terrible day, worse than others… But always knew where to find comfort: each other. 

He came, fucked you until you saw stars and you shared dinner. 

It became a routine.

Weeks flew by with hidden dates, excellent sex, intimacy. 

This domesticity felt so good for both of you, it was almost like a dream, a distant reality from all.

You felt safe. Javier was radiant.

Actually, you both felt safe, happy, living in a bubble. No matter in which apartment, his or yours, that bubble isolated you from your traumas, your job, the drug war.

Javier was in the clouds, he never thought he could be happy with someone. He never thought you, although younger and fisty, could be so loving towards him… He always envied Steve for his relationship with Connie, but he could see you being that person: his person. His feelings grew by second. Even though you didn't want kids anymore, he could see you being a better stepmom than Lorraine was a mom.

As a wife, Lorraine wasn't exactly terrible, but she was no good either. Their relationship was casual, some booty calls. Sometimes, not even a proper date. Not even friends with benefits. After they got married, he never felt accepted, understood… Not even loved, if Javier was being honest to himself. 

When he decided to get married to Lorraine, he felt like he was going to carry out a sentence - life sentence, and it had nothing to do with Lucas. Lorraine was a shallow person, didn't care for nothing other than herself and what people thought about her. It was always about what would appear, what would people think, what they would say… Her family was no better: her parents had a little money, so they thought they owned Laredo and could own people. Furthermore, they considered themselves “true Americans”, different from Javier and his family.

Javier was known as “Laredo's legs spreader” and Lorraine “tamed him” or “saved him”. 

Her family loved the second one, by the way. 

Javier also tried not to get married. He promised he was going to take care of his kid and Lorraine, but she cried and begged to get married. He felt sorry for her and how was he going to marry someone for being sorry? Her family, on the other hand, threatened him: if he didn't marry Lorraine, he would never see his son. Never.

So he did it.

He wishes he never did.

But now, things are a little different: he had someone he could see himself with, one day. You were everything and a little more than he asked for… You were intelligent, beautiful, funny, you weren't judgemental or selfish. You made him almost forget about his personal war in Laredo, he almost forgot about Lorraine.

Almost.

But he had to tell you the truth, but a shorter version. Or make up one that told you enough without jeopardizing the relationship you were just starting off. It was already so hard to break your initial walls, Javier couldn’t risk anything anymore…

He knew the best way to tell a lie was to tell a few half-truths and break it down easily.

And pray you'd never find out about it the rest…

This night was just another night at his apartment. He lured Steve not to show up by surprise, so you could have some privacy. 

You were telling about the first night you dared to use your vibrator, but forgot to lock the door.

“No way!” - Javier said to you, shocked.

“Well, let’s just say mi mama never barged into my room again, ever.” - you responded, laughing.

It was just so… So serene. 

“Your mama must have been so shocked, what did she do at the time?” 

“Well, she pretended nothing happened and we only talked about a few years later, on a family reunion, we were so drunk. It was a Navidad (Christimas), I guess… Anyway, sex wasn’t exactly a taboo in my family, curiously.”

“How so?” - Javier asked, interested. He bites a piece of his chinese spring roll, waiting for you.

“Well, despite all of the fuzz around ‘sex’, my family conducted things a little differently. My parents always taught me, my sister and my older brother to take accountability for our actions. They never treated us 3 differently because of our gender. So, when we started doing it, we actually had an open conversation about condoms, birth control… This kind of thing. It increased our trust in each other, parents and children. It worked so well for all the 28 years of my life. We are really close and always can count on each other. My older brother is 35 and my younger sister is turning 24 this year… I’m rambling, sorry.” - you savored your beer, shutting yourself down.

“I love to hear about your family, cariño. It seems to be an important part of who you are. Tell me more about your siblings, what do they do? How about your parents?”

“Oh, no, Javi! You first!” - you laughed. - “We’re going on quid pro quo here… Tell me about your family, come on!” - you ask.

“God, you’re a tough cookie!” - he laughed. - “Okay, I’ll give you something… Let me see…” - Javier started to think about what he could actually tell you, with no risks, so he stayed safe: teenage years and college. - “Well, mi mama, as you know, is not alive anymore, but she lived to see me do good things, such as graduate in high school, which, by the way, she was one of the teachers at the school…” - He took a sip from his beer. - “She was an amazing mom and incredible teacher, but Díos Mio, I couldn’t step outside the line or have a girlfriend. Mi papa is a wonderful dad as well. He was the stability to my mom’s… I don’t know how to name it, she was fast, agitated, full of life and dreams. My dad provided the balance to make her dreams turn into reality.”

“Oh, that’s so good. My dad and mom are just like it as well… So, what do you wanna know now?”

“Go on about your parents and your siblings, cariño, please. What do they do?”

“Well, my dad is a public server and my mom is in finance, working at a small company. My sister is in Med School and my brother is an Assistant District Attorney… Wait, we’re at your apartment and I haven’t seen any photos… Do you have any?”

“Cariño…” - He started and you knew he had, from just hearing that tone, but probably were hidden. - “Why bother to see?”

Javier was worried to show since there were some of Lucas’ pictures among them. 

None of Lorraine, of course… He burned them all and only kept letters that talked about Lucas, in one separated box.

“Come on! Por favor, Javi…” (Please, Javi…)

“Oh no, cariño, we’re going on quid pro quo here…” - he smiled. - “You set the rules yourself.���

“Fuck, Peña. Sometimes I underestimate you… Okay, fine. What do you want?”

And then he smiled… A fucking naughty smile, like he had he upper hand.

“I’ll show you my family album… But you gotta do something first for me.” - he said.

“Oh, fuck, you wanna fuck me in the ass, don’t you?” - you joked.

However, his expression demonstrated shock, he even let out a nervous laugh.

Javier didn’t deny it, though.

“Cariño, I…” - The Adam's apple on his throat was throbbing, as he gulped and struggled to find words. - “I do, but to be honest, that wasn’t part of the request… It could be, though.”

“Oh…” - you responded, surprised. - “Please, amuse me!” - your tone was curious.

“I’d like you to wear a blindfold and maybe wear a tie or a handcuff. You can use words to express your limits and we can agree before we get started on what I can or cannot do. We can use your toys, if you’d like…”

You were astonished by Javier’s boldness.

And, of course, aroused by the possibilities that would come by if you decided to take the risk of surrendering to Javier Peña.

Javier Peña, the guy you elected as the sluttiest and most depraved man alive.

Javier Peña, the man who you loved to roll in bed with, since he never was ashamed of his urges or desires with you - and never shamed you nor called you a “slut” for loving sex or masturbating.

In fact, Javier loved that you touched yourself - it wasn’t that common in his or your past relationships or experiences in different ways.

He frequently used it in his favor, by the way.

“We could use safe words, like ‘yellow’ if you’re almost at your limit and ‘red’ if you want me to stop.” - he continued. - “You could tell me if you’d like me to use some or any of your toys…”

“Oh, you want to use tools, Javi?” - you teased him.

He smiled at you, the same sly smile.

“Oh, you can tell me which one I can use, but it won’t mean I’ll actually use… So, what do you think? Any more you’d like to add?”

“Well, I liked the idea of using safe words, seems wise, since I won’t be able to see or maybe move. About my toys… You can use the wand, I know you love it almost as much as me. I’ll throw you a bone and let you use my plug, but putting it inside of me… I know I never let you do it. But be reasonable, Peña.”

“So, you’re picking it up now or we’re going to your place across the hallway?” - he provoked you.

“Oh, I’m picking it up… I’m guaranteeing you’re gonna do your part of the deal, Peña.”

You got up and went to your apartment as fast as you could.

You were naked and blindfolded.

Your hands were tied behind you, firmly but not hurtful.

You were on your knees, on top of Javier’s bed, your legs were slightly open, so Javier’s head could accommodate between them.

His head, by the way, was, indeed, between your legs, torturing you by kissing and licking your pussy. 

You were hesitant in sitting on his face, you didn't want to suffocate Javier.

You could feel his mustache tingling you, sending shivers down your spine, his hands grabbing you ass, opening you, leaving his fingertips all over it, teasing you open, his tongue avoiding your clitoris, fucking you.

And, since you couldn’t see anything, it felt even more intense.

He made you come so good your legs couldn’t hold and you fell on the bed, next to him. 

Javier then started the next thing he planned:

“Cariño, lay with your ass up and your beautiful face down.” - You obeyed, while he got up. You only felt his height leaving the mattress. - “Good girl… Now, relax.” 

One of Javier’s hands opened you and the other caressed your holes, admiring how beautiful you look like that, at his mercy.

“Díos Mio, cariño… Tell me how you can look so goddamn beautiful?”

You moan at his praise.

He wasted no time and began to prepare your ass with some lube, playing on its entrance. Then, you felt something cold and metallic starting to enter you and made you jump.

“Relax, cariño, it’s just your plug.” - you tried to relax, taking long and deep breaths as Javier put it on you, slowly, letting you get used to it. - “You’re doing really well, babygirl. I’m almost done…” - until you felt it inside you, completely. 

“Fuck, Javier…” - You gasped, while clenching around it and, your pussy, throbbing. 

His hands continued to spread you open, deciding on what to do next.

Your mind was racing, not being able to think clearly, only feeling every cell on your skin burn.

Burning under Javier’s touch.

Javier slowly entered your pussy, savoring how your walls were even more tight than usual. He held your hips in place, to avoid any tentative escape, even if it was unconscious.

Javier fucked you slowly, at first, letting you get used to his length, as usual, and preventing him of come early than he wanted.

Javier mumbled both in English and Spanish a bunch of dirty words, while you moan his name, which time, louder.

You could feel how his body was just as sweet as yours, just as hot. His hands seemed to be everywhere.

“Ja-javi, oh fuck, I'm so close.” - you plea, needy.

“Let it go, cariño, let me feel you squeezing me…” - He allowed you.

You came so hard on him.

And, of course, Javier couldn’t hold back any longer and came inside you just after. Catching his breath, he pulled his dick out, untied you and held you against him, while you both laid there.

You were astonished by how good of a lover Javier was to you. 

He took off your blindfold and held your face between his hands, looking deeply in your eyes. His look was so intense, you felt it in your gut, making your folds pulsating and your plug almost vibrate.

“Javi, you're making me blush…” - you confided.

He smiled. 

“You're so gorgeous, I can't believe we're here.”

Minutes later, after a shower you and Javier put back the bare minimum of clothes to walk round Javier’s apartment and you both sit down on his living room floor, next to a bookcase, with a file box and lots of pictures of him, his parents, his parents’ ranch… 

“So, this is you on top of a cow? Why?” - you laughed. - “That's so cute: Javier Peña, a farm boy!”

He rolled his eyes. 

“Come on, stop messing with me! Here's another one: mama y papa at their wedding.” - he showed another picture. He was a perfect mix of his dad and mom.

“Hey, you never told me you have a brother, Javi…” - you said, picking up a photo of Lucas, his son.

Javier tensed up, nervous.

“Cariño, there's something you should know…” - he started, in an incriminating tone, as if has hiding something, but got caught. 

You swallow hard.

“I have a son, back in the US.”

“Peña… What the fuck? Why did you keep it from me?” - you're started to lose your mind.

Javier took a deep breath and began to confide me:

“When we decided to get to know each other better, I didn't think at the time that we would be this close, this fast. You told me I could get a little bit comfortable before opening up, and I intended to tell you in a moment we talked about family, my family, like today. I'm sorry it took a while, but now you know…”

“Okay, that's on me. Fair enough.” - you responded in a cold way. He played by the rules, he didn't lie… However, you couldn't help but feel a little… Deceived. - “Tell me about him, what's his name? Who's he with?”

“His name is Lucas, he's three and loves cowboys and wants to be one like his abuelo Chucho, my dad.” - he contemplated. - “He's with his mother, back in Laredo.”

You nodded, absorbing all the information. 

You were nervous and feeling something else, you just couldn't name it yet. Your gut was telling you something was off, but you only thought you were anxious. 

Nonetheless, it wasn't bad Javier already had a toddler, took the pressure off of you, at least… 

“Lucas is such a beautiful boy, Javi…” - your fingers passed through his eyes, nose, cheeks on the paper. It wasn't familiar to you, but Lucas could look like his mother's family a bit more than Javi's, you supposed.

“I'm sorry I waited so long.” - he stated. - “But yeah, he is. Hope to see him sometime soon.”

“You know you can get a legal absence, right? Steve already took it.”

“I know, cariño. I'll do it soon.”

“Well, I should get going… Gotta get early at the office tomorrow.”

“Cariño, we've been sleeping together and getting there on time everyday…” - he questioned. - “Your place is just across the hall, there's no need for it…”

You changed your outfit back to your dress you wore hours later and picked up your purse and bag.

“I'm serious, I've got an important meeting earlier than usual, don't worry. Good night, Peña.” - you pecked his lips and left his place.

Javier couldn't believe what just had happened. 

He put the photos back where they belonged, leaving just the one with Lucas out.

He sat down on his sofa, that now smelled like your perfume, lit up his cigarette, mumbling possibilities on what to do.

“Hey, Peña, Y/LN wants to see you at her office.” - Steve said, as he arrived at his table. - “Did you fucked something up? ‘Cause she doesn't look happy…”

Javier sighted. 

“I sure did…” - Javier whispered to himself and Steve pretended not to hear. He went to your office, worried. He didn't know what to expect.

“Steve said you called me, jefe.”

“I did, Peña. Lock the door and close the blinds, please.” - and as he did, you got up and sat on your desk, facing him.

You offer him your hand, to pull him closer, with a sweet smile on your face. 

Javier crosses his arms more firmly and looks away from you, avoiding your eye contact and touching your hand. 

His whole body aches for yours, as always, but he held back the urge. 

He's afraid you might break up with him. 

“Y/N, why am I here?” - he asks, a bit rude.

You got up and held his face in your hands, looking at him like he did to you last night.

“Don't play hard balls to me, Javi… It’s okay.” - your tone is sweet and loving towards him and he relaxes.

“Cariño, I missed sleeping next to you yesterday.” - he smiled, but it soon faded, as he saw an expensive and gorgeous set of orchids on your desk. - “Who sent these to you?" - he questioned, focusing solely on the flowers now.

You look at him, confused.

“What do you mean? It wasn't you?”

Javier shook his head without looking up from the flowers. The sight of them made him uncomfortable and he couldn't help feeling annoyed at the mystery that's been presented in front of him. He crossed his arms and glanced back at them, then back at you.

"I didn't send them…” - he murmured. 

“Since the card wasn't signed, I thought it could only be you… Look.” - And you show him the card.

“I've missed you, can't wait to see you in my hands again”

Javier’s eyes shift down to the card as he studies it, looking for some kind of clue about who the sender could be. He sighed quietly and ran his fingers over the edge of the card before looking back at you.

He crossed his arms more firmly, still looking annoyed. 

“So you don’t know who sent it?” - his tone seemed accusatory. 

"Javier, we’ve been seeing each other for the last 2 months, who else would do it?"

Javier’s eyes narrowed as he took a deep breath and tried to keep calm. 

He knows you’re right, but that doesn’t stop the jealousy that started to pass through his veins.

“You don’t have any other guys that might have sent them?” - he inquired again, impatiently. 

"You know I haven't seen anyone besides you, Peña.” - You seemed firm to him in your declaration. 

Javier’s face stiffened at the mention of your ex as he rubbed his fingers through his hair, nervous. He knows about the whole story, but not by you, you haven’t told him… 

Yet.

You only told him that time, when you were drunk.

Javier didn’t care about your ex or any other guy.

You were his.

“Right…” - he mutters, trying to avoid showing too much emotion. 

“Are you jealous, baby?” - provoked him with a playful tone.

Javier raised an eyebrow at you as his silence lingered. He let out a deep breath through his nose, trying to hide his annoyance as he thought about everything that’s happened between you both in the past few months. 

The jealousy he’s feeling eats at him from the inside out, but he tries to ignore it. 

“Jealous? No…” - he said, scoffing a little. “More like annoyed.”

"Why?" - You look at him, still confused.

Javier sighed, crossing his arms tightly as the frustration grows in his voice:

“Why does anyone have flowers sent to them?” - he prompts you. - “Because they’re interested. Because they like you.” - His lips curl into a sarcastic smile. - "Am I supposed to be thrilled about it?"

You rolled your eyes, angry. 

"I didn't say you should be thrilled! It's not my fault a random person sent me flowers!"

“A random person?” - Javier mocked, his eyes narrowing even more as he studies your face. He can’t help feeling more irritated as he realizes that you legitimately have no idea who sent them. - "Then who do you think sent them? Did they magically appear out of thin air?"

“I'm not liking your tone, Javier…” - you alerted him.

Javier’s expression stiffened, his eyes met yours, anger sparking in their depths as he stared at you. 

"Then maybe you should tell me who sent them. You run this fucking office, you can manipulate a president and an ambassador into do whatever you want, ain’t hard, is it?" - he continued to mock you. 

You can see the cop in him, interrogating a suspect, playing with words, cenarios, asking the same things in different ways…

But you’re not one.

“Javier, I’m gonna pretend you didn’t call me a manipulative bitch and just answer that I already told you I don't fucking know!” - you shouted at him, in a harsh tone.

Javier’s face tightened with rage at your voice. His temper had reached its tipping point and he was barely holding it together anymore. He narrowed his eyes at you and the tension in the air heats up, the smell of the flowers only making the situation worse. 

"Give me a fucking name!" - he yelled.

“Javier, I’m really fucking tired of your accusation. Since I was wrong to assume the man I’m dating sent me these gorgeous flowers, which, by the way, orchids are, indeed, my favorite, thanks for asking, I’m gonna find out who did it.” - You pick up the phone, call the flower shop on the card and put on the speaker.

The clerk picked up and greeted you as she waited for you to give your name. 

Javier crosses his arms tightly as he waits for the conversation to unfold, his eyes never leaving your face.

You asked the clerk about who sent the delivery to your address and she checked the order for you, looking up the information about the delivery: she pulled up the details and spoke softly into the phone:

“It says here that a man had sent the delivery for you… No name, though.”

“Miss, he paid with cash or card?”

The clerk paused for a moment to check the bank information attached to the order. She speaks back into the phone. 

“It seems like he paid using a card for this delivery.”

“Miss, I’m an American police officer here in Colombia, I need the info ASAP.”

The clerk seemed panicked by the request provided the details of the card used and you wrote it down and thanked the clerk.

She hung up the call and you were left with the details of the unknown man who sent the flowers. 

You took a deep breath, feeling the tension spreading through your body, as you started to focus on the important parts of the transaction. Your mind wandered back to the man who sent them to you, trying to recall all the men that you’ve investigated recently, and coming up blank.

You put the info on your computer and a name popped out:

Benedict John Smith.

It’s fucking Ben, your ex. 

The fucking orchids were sent from your Ben, but why?

Your chest hurt as you watched the information flash on the screen in front of you. It’s the final piece of the puzzle that confirms your fears. 

“Oh, that probably means he’s out… Oh no, no, no!” - you thought, but tried not to show it to Javier.

Your emotions were all over the place as the thought of him fills your head, and the thought of seeing his name on your computer sends a wave of fear crashing through you.

“So?” - Javier questioned you, pulling you back to the present.

“Mi cielo, ahora sabemos…” (My heaven, now we know…) - you said to him with no emotion in your voice, but Javier didn’t understand at first, so you spin the screen around to face it to Javier, showing him the data that confirms the bouquet was sent by your ex-fiance. His reaction is exactly what you hoped for: he looks angry as he stares at the information on the monitor. 

While he read the info, you throw the orchids in the trash.

Javier sighs deeply, his gaze shifting back to your face. His expression is full of annoyance and irritation as he stares at you, waiting for you to say something.

He stared at the trash can and rolled his eyes, his mood improving slightly: you had a point.

He turned his gaze back towards you, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he raises an eyebrow. 

“Happy now?”  - you ask fast, in a tone that could kill a man.

"Does that look like I'm happy? That idiot almost ruined my whole day with those fucking flowers!" - he yelped.

“Oh, he almost ruined your day?” - your tone is ironic and rude. - "I'm furious with you too, Javier! You accused me!"

Javier's eyes widened at your response and he took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. He felt like a jackass – he didn't realize his accusing tone would hit you this hard. He thought he was just being logical.

"Yeah, I know. I'm not proud of it." - He leaned forward a little, his hands balling into fists. -  "I just..."

“You just what?”

Javier sighed quietly as his body tenses. 

"I don’t know… I…"

“You what, Peña?!”

"Cariño…" - His voice seemed calm but a deep something is bubbling under the surface of it. He didn't know how else to describe his feelings.

“Peña, I'm not the one who slept around with half of Medellín!” - you were pushing him to a place you shouldn’t. Your words rang through his ears, sending a jolt of anger straight to his brain. He clenches his jaw and clenches his fist at his side. 

"I don't need you to remind me." - he snarled.  - "I already know how much of a jackass I used to be."

“Used to be? Well, I guess you still are... Old habits die hard, don’t they, Peña?” 

Javier’s expression hardened even more and his grip on his fist tightened. He tries to stay calm but your words hit him like a punch to the gut. He stared at you and grit his teeth, his hate seething internally as he tried to calm himself down. 

“I’m not that person anymore.” - He growls, his voice barely audible.

“Let's hope, for my sake, you really aren't.” - your voice was full of fear and something not you or Javier knew what was. Your comment sparked an immediate reaction from Javier.

In a bold move, Javier leans closer to you, holding your face in his hands, nose-to-nose. 

“You don’t need to worry about me. I’m a different person now.” - his voice is a warm and urgent whisper. - “I’m not gonna hurt you, cariño.”

You closed your eyes and smelled his perfume, relaxing a little. You can practically feel the heat coming off of his body as he leaned into you, his cologne making your eyes feel heavy. You realized how close he is and the feeling sets your skin on fire.

His breath against your neck makes it hard to concentrate on anything but the smell of his scent and how tense the air between you two are. 

Javier leans even closer until his lips are brushing against your neck….

“Javi, what are you doing?” - I murmured, melting under him.

His lips lingered on your neck for a moment, before he pulled back just slightly and whimpered back.

"What does it look like I'm trying to do?" - His voice is deep and rough, the heat from his breath sending chills down your spine.

“Distracting me from my anger…” - your voice barely goes out your throat.

The warmth of his breath sends goosebumps all over your body and it's nearly impossible to think straight. The way he's looking at you drives you crazy and you feel your heart beating even faster than before. 

He leans in just a little bit more, his lips just barely touching your neck. 

"Is it working?" - He kept his voice low and sexy.

“Yeah…”

The sexual tension only grew as your bodies remained close together, the smell of his scent getting stronger and your heart beating a mile a minute. He got even closer again, his lips grazing the skin of your neck. It makes you shudder and all of that anger and tension begins to subside, slowly giving way to something else that was far more pleasurable.

“Javi... Stop teasing me…”

Javier pulls back just slightly, meeting your eyes. You saw the desire in his eyes as he stared at you.

"Why would I stop?" - he asks softly, his lips curling into a smug smile.

“Because I need you, Javi…” - You purr.

"Need me? You sure about that?" - His smile widened as he closed the gap between you two again. His lips were just inches from yours as the heat between you grew hotter and hotter. His lips land right on the corner of yours, just a quick tease before they part again. 

“Oh, Javi... Don't be mean…”

Javier’s expression turned into falsely apologetic: he wanted to tease you. He took a deep breath and leaned forward slightly before pausing in front of your lips. 

“I just need to know, if I kiss you right now, will that make you stop being mad?” - he teased again.

“Why don't you give it a shot?” - you provoked him.

Javier leaned in and finally brushed his lips against yours, his lips are firm but soft as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him. His kiss is passionate and gentle, his touch warm and comforting. Your bodies moved together, your arms wrapping around each other and your lips pressed against each other for a long time. 

The kiss intensified as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer. Your passion is uncontrollable and the feeling of his touch made you shiver. 

You feel as though you could lose yourself if he never let you go. 

Your fingers explored every inch of his body just like him explored yours, Javier cursed the minute you decided to wear pants that morning.

It isn’t long before your bodies are tangled in each other and the heat between you is so hot it could almost be considered unbearable.

Javi hugged you tight, and whispered: “Don’t worry, cariño. I’m gonna protect you from him.” - he promised. 

You slightly push Javi, to look at him.

“Peña, I can take care of myself and I know what Ben is capable of… But are you?”

“Of course I a-am,yo-you told me he was a cheating bastard when you were drunk a-and…” - he responded, but his tone was a bit shaky. - “He-he wants you back!”

“Peña, what are you hiding from me?” - you ask, pissed off, taking a step back now. - “Don’t play the jealousy card anymore! You also saw as a threat!”

“Cariño, por favor…”

“Don’t ‘cariño’ me, Peña! Tell me the truth!” - you screamed. - “You’re not gonna spanish your way out!”

Javier closed his eyes, frowning his forehead. 

“I talked to an old pal in NYC about your ex. I know you arrested him for…”

You didn’t want to hear the rest. You stormed out of your office to the archive file, to hide, as you did in the old days in NYC.

Ben was out and knew where you were. You and your family were in danger.

Javier knew about your ex, his cheating and his crimes.

You needed to talk to Javier too.

He wasn’t the only one hiding things.

“What a fucking hypocrate.” - you mocked yourself.

Next

[ennoshawty]

HQ CAPTAINS AS THINGS

i was bored and felt like doing a crackfic thing but i didn’t have any solid themes or good ideas

SO I PRESENT TO YOU - THE CAPTAINS. AS THINGS. IDK HOW TO WORD THIS BUT YOU’LL SEE AS WE GO ALONG.

warnings: VERY LONG, slandering a crybaby oikawa (lovingly), mentions f!reader, shitposting, mentions of violence in kita's, (a bit) yandere!kita, cursing, unedited, me being an idiot

officer!daichi

we are: vigilante/troublemaker

loving the enemies-to-lovers trope so much

nah bro you ain’t full criminal (bc my preppy ass could never) you just do the small vandalism things y’know like drawing peepees on government buildings and knocking over bins

u literally confessed to him by spraypainting the entire billboard by his workplace “I LIKE YOU” like way to go girl

He didn’t appreciate the creative graffiti but he rlly likes u so all u had to do was clean it and then next thing u know yall are out on a cute cafe date

but let’s talk about before yall got together

he’d CHASE u thru alleyways when he’d catch you writing “police sux” on the fuckin wall

bro is NOT AT ALL afraid to jump onto the roofs it’s FRIGHTENING to see this huge ass police officer storm after u

HES SO FAST HOT DAMN WOMAN HOW DO U GET AWAY FROM HIM??? USAIN BOLT WHOMST???

you’d almost always get away by a hair - he’s SO SO close

and it frustrates him but excites u oooooo arrest me shawty

and this would continue for a while

but yall have such fun fun banter - you’d tease him and he’d say something back and you’d bolt and he’d chase

some days he’d catch you. but in those times u slip away somehow

he’s having so much fun and doesn’t even know it

and then at one point he doesn’t even care about bringing u to justice anymore. he knows it’s bad for business and it’s unprofessional but he’s so attracted to u

he doesn’t even know it. HES IN DENIAL!!! his mind: “oh i’m just asking about her so that i know her motives” bruh no u just asked about our fav pastry this aint about crime anymore

and when he finally gets it,,,DINGDINGDINGDING SOUND THE ALARMS !!! MAN IS WHIPPED!! he’s more shy around u awww,,,doesn’t even want to chase u anymore but he will still engage in banter w u.

yall get a little peace treaty in the lil crush stage - you both are kinda aware of ur feelings towards each other but don't really wanna mess it up and jeopardize whatever's going on like bros PLEASE JUST KISS ITS INFURIATING

it’s more of a competition to see who will break the other first (and you lost he’s too hot)

he lets u joyride his cop car in an empty parking lot <3 he is the one <3 this is true love

u gotta marry him right now bro no excuses

u are no longer on the crime side of the law,,,u support him and only him fuck the rest of the cops (i’m jk of course...or am i)

u are his badass sidekick <3 unofficially of course until he marries u

u help him with the small things like helping lost children find their parents and helping old ladies cross the street

but you want to do the FUN stuff - chasing thieves and arresting drunkards.

unfortunately, he loves u too much to put u in danger so he keeps u from doing the dangerous things

after some protesting later, he trusts u to take care of urself. and now yall have a competition just like old times - whoever catches the most baddies at the end of the month wins (he WILL scold u if ur too reckless though)

THE TWO OF U ARE JUST GOOD COP BAD COP UHAHAHAHAHAHA

but it’s much more complicated than that - it’s either ur the laidback one and he’s the strict one or ur the fiery one and he’s the person like “calm down”

PLEASE HE HATES BRINGING U TO INTERROGATIONS he’s trying to be serious but you keep making him laugh istg he has to kick u out each time

u still make him laugh when u pout-glare at him thru the glass

bro says he’s not the stereotypical cop but the moment u surprise him with donuts and coffee in the morning he will make out w u right then and there

even though yall dating he still won’t let u play with his equipment

but sometimes u grab his walkie talkie when he’s not looking and prank call the others

and his coworkers know by now they’re like “oh it’s daichis gf” and go along with it HAHAHAHA “this is alpha 1, daichi just contracted ligma, over.” “roger, but what’s ligma? over.” “*inhale* LIGMA-” *daichi takes the walkie talkie back*

his coworkers are chill lmaoooo they love u two as a couple THEY ARE VERY SUPPORTIVE they planned a surprise anniversary party of when u joined the force (unofficially)

the juniors tanaka and noya are jelly ooooo but they respect their captain <3

u loooooove hanging out w the starry-eyed new recruit hinata and he’s bouncing around asking u personal questions “how did you date the commander!!! what’s he like as a bf??” he also accidentally exposes how much daichi talks about u in the office before he drags him away and murders him off camera

he does get u a walkie talkie that’s just connected to his line, tho. for emergencies. it’s ur second phone basically that only has his number in it

daichi LOVES it when u massage him after he’s had a long day but his shoulders are stiff as a statue,,,he’s also super stronk and can carry u anywhere <333

IMAGINE HE HAS A POLICE DOG - he doesn’t, but he’ll get one of his buddies to bring u a k9 unit so u can pet it and when he sees how happy u are he considers getting one PLSSS IT WOULD FIT HIM HELPPP

bro is VERY strict on safety. bulletproof glass in yalls house. alarms + cameras everywhere. trackers on every device. underground bunker. (just kidding lol)

daichi teaches u self-defense and gets u a bejeweled taser for ur bday <333 MARRY THIS MAN RIGHT NOW OR I’LL-

in other words i love daichi and he is husband material WIFE ME UP BUDDY

househusband!oikawa

we are: girlboss sugar mommy

somehow you tamed this bish to becoming your obedient malewife

and by obedient i mean whiny but compliant

IS MORE ATTACHED TO YOUR BLACK CARD THAN TO YOU. I SAID IT. THE TRUTH.

sure, he’s pretty and gives affection sometimes but the only time he’s bein cute and snuggly w u is when a new fendi purse came out and he wants it

his specialty is cooking but he’s so lazy he’s all “just get the maid to do it”

please give ur workers a raise he’s so demanding

when you take him to ur business parties hes ALWAYS bragging about you and ur large house with this and that and his favorite: indoor hot tub. he always brings up the indoor hot tub.

only reason you bring him is cuz he’s pretty and he whines when you leave him alone for too long

yall cant even stay for too long - he’ll practically drag u out of the building and whining that it’s too hot and his suit is too stuffy and to call a limo

he’s not afraid to embarrass u if u dont give him what he wants and he will spit out food at a formal dinner if its not to his liking

probably in competition w househusbands! makki and mattsun about who gets the best house so he’s constantly begging u for an extension to the house “please babe!!! makki has-” “no.”

8/10 times throws tantrums in public and 1465/10 times throws tantrums in the house

he wants to cry for the sake of crying. one time he lost his shirt and he wouldn’t stop bawling for 15 min

please find him a hobby

crybaby . the moment u give him the glare of death it’s over. but he’s got a cute crying face which makes up for his annoying whimpering

like he made the mistake of throwing a temper tantrum in the mall only for you to glare at him with a look that said “we’re discussing this when we get home and you’re gonna get your ass beat” and walk away. immediately stopped what he was doing and he was running after u, sniffling and mumbling apologies

please humble him and have him sleep outside. the couch is too luxurious to banish him to. he made sure of it himself. it’s reclining and has charging ports. he will not learn his lesson that way

does NOT want you to get a pet or a kid or even another sugar baby/househusband - he wants to be the center of ur attention

speaking of which he HATES it when you work for too long or work overseas. when u come back he’ll pout at u and give u the petty silent treatment

don’t bother trying to comfort him he thrives off of it and he’ll keep going so u can keep paying attention to him. if u just ignore him back he’ll come crawling back to u. “WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME IGNORING YOU?? DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME ANYMORE???”

one time yall got into a fight and he was all like “since ur being a rude mommy i’ll just find someone else !!!” inside u were like “oh god finally” but instead u said “okay”

ohmygod he panicked. he was rlly expecting for u to fight for him,,, but he doesn’t want to admit defeat first so he tries to go thru with it but you literally dont care. even when he has his chanel luggage packed and he’s standing by the door ur just like “ok bye bitch”

So he’s trying to stand by the door and wait for u to say that ur joking. ur not.

“fine! I’m leaving now!” “okay.” “...*sniffles*” “tooru, go.” “WAAAAH NO IM SORRY I DONT WANT TO-”

u knew this was going to happen sadly. u even hid the keys to all of the sports cars u own just in case he was actually going to go thru with it

tries to get in the gossip circle with the neighborhood trophy wives but they don’t think he’s cool enough. they like u though. they think ur hot asf and oikawa doesn’t like them no more bc theyre hitting on his ATM. but thanks to that u know all the gossip and shit even though u don’t ask for it

Every time u pass by a store where he thinks he wants something he’ll just cling to u and give the puppy dog eyes. like it could be out of nowhere and u see it and you’re like “where. which store.”

bro once he went luxury he never went back. he wouldn’t EVER step foot into a grocery store ever again congrats he’s been bimbo-ified

beat him with ur gucci belt pls it’s so funny

also please please PLEASE discipline him. tell him it’s NOT okay to just randomly purchase the entire swarovski store or to throw a party at ur house just bc he’s feeling petty about u being at work for too long. ofc he’ll bitch about it but you need to be firm

but don’t worry,,,he’ll get the idea when u take away black card privileges and slap him around (lovingly)

now he has to ask permission like a good boy. he’ll kneel and hug u and give a lil pout and whine

you got a bigass man child i’m sorry maam u should’ve picked tobio or ushi

ceo!kuroo

we are: secretary

bruh keeps it mostly professional during work hours

but that all gets shedded off like a snake when we on break

one minute he’s all “get these papers done by today or i swear on all that is holy i will destroy you” and then later he’s all “hey sweetheart wanna grab a cup of coffee”

flirty flirty FLIRTY FLIRTY AAAAA HES A MENACE

but you’re less than impressed bc y’know when the time clocks out and its time to go back to work he’s ruthless once more

HUMBLE HIM FOOL only when you’re on break though

will NOT stand for anyone else in the workplace bullyin u - NO WAY. only HIM

he’s got TONS and TONS of dirt on everyone in the office - NO ONE is safe so they wouldn’t even dare

RIP janet from accounting

that dumb bitch made the mistake of insulting u to ur face and in front of him. never heard from her again

it’s not even limited to the other employees - he’s not afraid to go off on a potential business partner if they dared disrespect you

bruh tries to call u on ur off days for the most randomest shit and to get ur attention

*picks up phone* “sir?” “ah! my favorite secretary ever! listen, i need you to grab my pens from my desk at the office and bring them to my place.” “...with all due respect, it’s 2 am, sir.”

but u have to comply with his ridiculous demands cuz he’s the bank

and he depends on u completely. as much as he hates to admit it - u have his schedules, itinerary, provide coffee, performance rates, stock info, you name it.

once u were out sick and he had the worst management - he’s not used to working without you

def tries to get some of ur workload off of u bc he’s worried that the stress of working for him made u sick + he doesn’t want to go thru scheduling again

prolly gets bored in meeting rooms and sends u little smirks and wiggles his eyebrows and weird looks while he’s sitting and ur standing in the corner like bruh pay attention

maybe sometimes he’s secretly makin fun of the presenter and doodling on his spare sticky note something funny to make u crack a smile

he’ll tease u for it of course “oh, secretary! you should be paying more attention! what would you do if this was important?” bruh i can multitask now keep airdropping me ur selfies i’m saving all of them (news flash: u dont save his dumbass selfies otherwise his ego will inflate too much)

sometimes likes to pull u aside from work to hug u - you say it’s highly unprofessional but he says it’s his stress reliever

you ALMOST got caught by one of the newbies and he was kabedon-ing you

he tries to play it off (since u were embarrassed too) but u know better,,,DO NOT LET HIM FORGET ABOUT IT he turns red and embarrassed every single time USE THIS TO UR ADVANTAGE !!

never goes into an elevator without you bruh is so attached to u n holds the doors open for you

but you have to open normal doors for him if he doesn’t know how it works (hint: manual doors. “why isn’t it opening on its own?” “sir, there’s a handle.” “but?? what does it do??”)

bruh acts like a dumbass sometimes so you can baby him :/// wtf man just because you’re rich doesn’t mean i’ll- ...wait...how much did you say…? that many zeros? HAND ME THAT FORK YES I’LL FEED YOU COME HERE- HERE COMES THE AIRPLANE BITCH

brings u to overseas trips and he spoils u too

no matter how much you insist that you’re ok he gives u a lot of luxurious items. “think of it as a bonus from me.” NOW YOU JUST HAVE A COLLECTION OF NICE SHOES/BAGS/JEWELRY AND HE LOVES IT WHEN YOU WEAR THEM TO WORK IT MAKES HIM SO HAPPY UGHHHHH

BRUH just a sugar daddy at this point “you have to look presentable for the next focus group so here’s a nice rolex watch” “sir, i don’t need-” “ah ah ah - it’s my treat.”

it’s pointless to refuse him but he still teases u for it like what???? “if i didn’t know any better, secretary, i’d say you’re just doing it for my money and not my fabulous looks and personality.” “exactly.” “hey!”

yall go for drinking parties a lot. whether with the whole branch or just the two of u

KARAOKE W KUROO AFTER A LONG DAY OF WORK <333 becomes a ritual between the two of u

he’s so silly when he’s drunk lmfaoooo goofy ass mf

but that’s only when it’s the two of u. he controls his alcohol around others and his uncool side is only for u <3

also ur the only one he trusts to take him back to his place and handle him

it’s the other way around too - when u drink a lot he looks after you <333

you have a higher tolerance than him and sometimes u have competitions between the two of u on who can drink more but then yall always end up shitfaced

HES the one who has a crush on you

you know the drill - gaslight gatekeep girlboss

he’ll do anything for u but wouldn’t ever admit it he simp

offers u the keys to his estate and offers for you to LIVE with him

bruh just marry me already ok WAIT WE’RE NOT EVEN DATING YOU NEED TO WORK ON THAT SIR-

he’s so awkward tryna confess to u,,,he may be this big hotshot ceo but he’s acting like a schoolgirl in love

probably prints u a confession when he asks u to go to the fax machine lmfao what a nerd

in other words ceo!kuroo is a nerd and you need to top him immediately get that bank

dog hybrid!bokuto

we are: owner

Husky-malamute breed!!! BEEG DOGGIE VERY HAPPY N DROOLY <333

OVERLY HYPER. JUMPS ON ANYONE AND U AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT

he’s well trained i swear but the moment he sees something of interest then i’m sorry you just lost him

please if a robber came in he wouldn’t even attack them he’d just tackle them w hugs

he loves loves loves snuggles <333 u busy? nope!!! hug time!!! cooking something?? oo lemme see!!! whoops look at all those tomatos on the ground. u got a deadline coming up and u really need to focus?? CUDDLE TIIIIIIME- w-wait - huh?? why are u shoving me off?? do you - do you not - huh?!?! WHY ARE YOU LOCKING ME OUT OF THE ROOM?? NO!!!! I LOVE YOU!!! IDK WHAT EXAMS ARE BUT I WANT CUDDLES!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME????!!!

the WORST things u could ever do to him is leave him and call him a bad boy

HE CRIES ON THE SPOT </3 HOW COULD YOU </3

soso bummed when u go out of the house without him </333 waits by the door patiently waiting for u to come back </333 sob sob

the moment he hears the door unlock he LEAPS and his tail is wagging like CRAZY

he is SO STRONG. almost always knocks u over whenever he jumps on u

destroys EVERY toy u bring him. u leave him for 5 seconds and there’s stuffing all over the floor and whatever u brought him is nonexistent

tugs on the leash when u walk so much that it SNAPS

loves romping w the other dogs in the dog park but he needs to tone down on his friendliness he almost killed a lil orange chihuahua

gets distracted by EVERYTHING. ooh, squirrel! oo, butterfly! OOO HUMAN CHILD!! MUST EAT!!!

ok while he might be friendly, he still gets super super jealous. you both were outside and u were petting the neighborhood black cat and bruh almost swallowed his head

which u thought was weird bc the two are normally friends and are pretty nice around each other

so now he’s more feisty around him and any other cat that’d get ur attention

If it was a person, then that’s another thing. He’d be very friendly at first but then slowly realize that ur attention is more directed on them than him. then he’d go ballistic

but when u scold him for practically assaulting the poor dude and call him a bad boy,,,he’s lost it

u have to lock him in the other room and he’s crying and whimpering, scratching at the door. all he wanted to do was protect u from that bad bad man who took away his owner’s attention !!!

def snarls at the dude next time he comes into ur house/apartment...dude never came back

“GRRR” “AAAA GET UR FRIGGIN DOG B-” “he don bite” YES IT DO GET UR-”

doggie bokuto rlly tries to be slick...it doesn’t work. like he tries to do that thing when he’s a total demon towards the guy but then act like an angel around u but it doesnt work bc he’s not smooth

doggie intelligence: 2 IQ. one time u got him a puzzle box and hid a treat in it but bruh couldnt figure it out just straight up monched the entire puzzle simply bc he smelled his fav bbq treat in it

speaking of intelligence - he only knows how to say a few words like ur name and incomplete sentences. speaks in barks and whines and sometimes a word

SO BIG THAT HE GRABS FOOD FROM THE TABLE WHEN YOU’RE NOT LOOKING

u had some delicious beef steak? oh dear, where did it go? there’s ur puppy kou with steak sauce all over his lips

big fan of hiking trips, sports, literally anything that involves going out

he LOVES getting dirty outside playing. boi cant control himself from rolling around in the mud

hates baths at first but then he likes how u spray the water on him and giggles awww he likes bath time now

we all know he’s not the brightest pup of the pack but,,,he’s somehow psychic. he knows when ur taking him to the vet

HE THROWS A BIG FUSS ALL THE TIME - sometimes he tries to hide but his huge tail under the couch gives it away

and he knows when ur thinking of taking him on a walk. he also begs u to take him outside by settling his head in ur lap and pouting until u give him what he wants

he likes the big ol doggie sweaters/pjs u buy him...but he always ruins them. no matter how much u buy him, they’re all ruined. he complains how scratchy it is and it feels weird on him

knows LOTS of tricks but if u teach him more than what he already knows he will forget one of them he’s like a damn pokemon

he feels ur emotions :((( if ur mood is down his tail droops :(( and he gives u cuddles and tries to make u feel better

he even likes to make a fool out of himself and be silly if it makes u laugh :((( he’s so precious

in other words i love doggy bokuto

pirate!ushijima

we are: kidnapped

ah yes we’re are captives of the most fearsome pirates of the seas: shiratorizawa

just so you know, tendou was the instigator. he was all “let’s kidnap a noble’s kid and get the ransom money!” (whether you actually are a noble or not is up to you)

thing is, nobody’s willing to pay (if you aren’t a noble) or the pirates really pissed off the folks in charge and are now doing a manhunt

so yeah you aren’t going back anytime soon

but he’s a pretty good sport about it - very hospitable

he notices the little things u like and gets them for u <333 sighs <333

he saw you reading that book? wow look at that, there’s suddenly a stack of them and the same genre he saw you reading

but you definitely shouldn’t test him. he’s SUPER scary when it comes down to it

you saw how ruthless he was with the rogues that had dared to challenge him on sea

mf made them walk the plank

you help on the ship bc u wanna be useful and also shirabu keeps being mean

he asks u to teach the crew how to read cuz theyre dumb as shit and only know water and treasure

speaking of treasure - when he leaves u on the ship to explore a cave, he gets u really pretty jewelry <33 anything u ask for

“oh, welcome back captain. how was your mission?” “i brought back a few trinkets i thought you might like.” *reveals whole chest of priceless gems* “are they to your liking? if not, we can set sail for something else that might interest you.” “I-”

bruh got a pet eagle - u ask the crew and they dont even know how tf it happened

hell, even he doesn’t know how it happened wtf. “oh. one day it flew down to me and i fed it. that’s all.” wtf

equivalent to diluc’s bird - he didn’t even give it a name so he gives u the honors

U name him rigatoni (you got a great naming sense btw)

oh my god oh my god oh my god HE TRIES TO PROTECT U WHEN PPL WERE TRYNA INVADE THE SHIP

it was the first thing he did no cap - burst into ur room and scoops u up <33333

“what the-” “we need to get you to safety. we are under attack.” and holds u close to his chest AAAHSIDHFPSDHFN OH MY LORD YES

HAS THE TEAM GIVE U SELF DEFENSE LESSONS AFTER THAT

tendou tries to give u a sword but ushi says no “she could hurt herself.”

“but ushiwaka! we can teach her not to hurt herself” “...it’s my orders.” “c’mon, be more honest, ushiwaka! what’s the real reason?”

he goes quiet then looks at u “...i’ll always be there to help. she’ll have me.” AOISHSDHFSNDF

HELPPPPP SIOJFDSKFJP HES SO CHARMING AND HE DOESNT EVEN TRY

but the rest of the crew are like “then what’s the point”

but tendou sneaks u a dagger just to be safe

sorry ur apart of the crew now - but they’re like a family even if they did kidnap u

oh whatever your life before wasn’t as cool as this (no offense)

they are given orders to protect u at all costs

speaking of which - ushi isn’t all that great w guns

almost blew his own head off tryna figure out how it works before reon snatched it from him

he brings you with him to towns and cities and he likes taking u to the markets to get you stuff

ushijima tell me your love language is gift-giving without telling me your love language is gift-giving-

he finds out you’re pretty good at bargaining and brings you onshore a lot more

is mesmerized at how you absolutely BERATE the merchant who was tryna rip you off like sis where is this violence coming from??? he loves it??

he also likes to stop by some pretty islands and imagines just settling down in such a nice place w you <333 SIGHS <333 VERY <333 LOUDLY <333

no matter how much he likes you...he will NOT let you drive the boat under any circumstances </3 its his livelihood c’mon man

whenever you have to stay on the ship while he’s away he sends rigatoni to give messages and the two of u talk thru messages

speaking of which rigatoni is fierce and can definitely sink his talons and his sharp beak into any bastard that dares get near you while the captain is away

wakatoshi “swimming is for pussies” ushijima - he’s water resistant

bruh so powerful he walks on water

second coming of christ who

IM JUST KIDDING he does swim but we hardly ever see it

legends say (tendou says) he looks rlly awkward doing it and only knows how to doggie paddle

speaking of our homeboy tendou - he loooves spooking the team (and especially you) with scary stories . don’t worry tho - this is all a ploy to get the beeg pirate husband to comfort u at night ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) he is ur wingman u can count on him. but his suggestions are ridiculous

“Jump off the deck and see if he’ll catch you!” um excuse me- THOU SHALT NOT PUT BIG HUSBAND TO THE TEST

he’s got good intentions...i think…

but everyone literally knows he would dive after you

in other words pirate!ushijima is a softie at heart but goddamn he probably secretly has a pet shark so dont test him or u goin overboard

mafia leader!kita

we are: associate from different group/family

kita highly respects u and yall have been acquainted since u were young with the alliance of ur families

so in a way ur childhood friends but yall do have lil bit of friendly rivalry a bit

arranged marriage whuuuutttt...yeah thats what happened but u love him <3

nobody else knows about ur arranged marriage but you two

POLITE GENTLEMAN <333 !!! HNNNNNNNN his granny raised him right even tho he’s a mafia leader

RICH BOY RICH BOY RICH BOY- ALWAYS DRESSES DASHINGLY AND SMELLS GREAT MMMMMM

he owns the majority of the underground casinos

and has lots of connections with others. countless, might i add.

you on the other hand specialize as an arms dealer so he cherishes your services the most

prob has the traditional tattoos allllll over his back and shoulders w like a dragon or sm and def a fox or kitsune

when u two were little he asked ur favorite flower and GOT THAT TATTOOED ON HIS BACK <3 probably secretly has your initials hidden in there somewhere

u both have a silent understanding of each other and he talks to u more than he does anyone

before he used to smoke but once he figured out that you didn’t like the smell of cigarettes he quit just like that

his underlings, the miya twins are so confused on how kita switches from totally brutal and ruthless to so soft around u

they can’t tease him for it, though, cuz he’d pulverize them

but they want to know more about u,,,you mysterious enigma,,,but kita would kill them if they dared asked about you

so they go to inarizaki’s most secretive informant/cyber mercenary, suna rintarou

and suna knows all about you. he saw you one time and he was curious about who you were and is now rlly scared of you because he dug too deep and you’ve got LOTS of history

he doesn’t dare tell the twins what he found no matter how much they bug him

until they bribe him at just the right price

and when aran finds out and tells kita?? ohhh boy it’s lights out for all three of them

oh my god ,,, would kill for u he loves u so much

one time you were kidnapped and held hostage

bro saw red

MAFIA ANNIHILATION SPEEDRUN ANY % NO GLITCH

he got world record time

wiped out the entire conglomerate behind it - nothing and nobody left behind after that

and of course, made sure you were safe.

yandere? ofc not...i mean...just look at him...so innocent...he would never...sharpening that knife...with splattered blood all over him...

is now joined at the hip with u,,,no matter how much you tell him you’ll be fine now and that you have tons of reliable bodyguards he won’t let it go

“don’t you have to go back to your place?” “this is my duty as both a fellow associate and your future husband.” aww,,,ur so sweet...but BRUH PLEASE GO HOME ARAN IS DOING EVERYTHING OVER THERE

makes sure to build a headquarters DIRECTLY NEXT TO YOURS so that its faster

and it’s not long until he just signs a deal to merge ur factions together (since yall getting married anyways)

and oh my god...ur underground wedding is SO SO PRETTY

absolutely DOESN’T care if he’s smuggling jewels from different countries - he’s having your ring CUSTOM MADE and the way you want it. “the diamond is too small? sure thing, darling, i’ll have it 7 times that size.”

makes sure everything is perfect in ur wedding <333 its very extravagant and even though its not really his style he’ll do anything for you

he absolutely WOULD take your last name if you wanted. FIGHT ME ON THIS

takes you to his private island for ur honeymoon so that the two of you don’t have to worry about work

meanwhile aran is scrambling around the place trying to cover for the both of you

he’s a VERY romantic husband - NEVER takes off his ring even for security. he says its practically a part of him just like you are <3

the ring has a built in tracker connected to an app. possessive? noooo...

in other words this escalated pretty quickly but i aint complaining if it gets me married to kita

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--EXTRA EXTRA!! other characters’ roles!!--

officer!daichi:

karasuno squadron consists of:

cops: daichi (duh), asahi (mostly patrol, he hates confrontation), tanaka & noya (mostly accompanied by ennoshita), hinata & kageyama

investigators/detectives: sugawara, ennoshita, yamaguchi, tsukishima, kiyoko, yachi

surveillance: narita, kinoshita, tsukishima too

househusband!oikawa:

makki and mattsun are also househusbands

iwaizumi is a malewife fhasodjkasdhf-

ceo!kuroo:

lev is the newbie that walked in on u two-

janet still a bitch

kenma is his fellow ceo buddy. he also owns a multimillion dollar company and kuroo’s and his have a sort-of contract so you see him a lot in meetings

yaku is like one of the top performing managers so whenever yall have branch meetings he’s there

dog hybrid!bokuto:

kuroo is the black neighborhood cat bokuto almost murdered cough cough i did that on purpose yes i did

kenma is also another neighborhood cat. you don’t see him around that often but now that bokuto got jealous he stays far away.

hinata is the orange chihuahua i briefly mentioned

i couldn’t decide whether akaashi would stay human and be his previous owner or also be a cat/dog/owl. so lets say he’s ur human friend that is your bestie and comes over a lot. bokuto likes him, though. still gets jealous a bit.

pirate!ushijima:

tendou is practically is right hand man

the rest of the team have something to give idk how to explain pirate team members okay-

BUT BUT BUT- they do have sea rivals which are the seijoh pirates. you ran into them one day and oikawa thought you were kidnapped (you were, but you liked it there) so he tried to do you justice and failed miserably. ushijima ragdolled him into the ocean when he flirted w you.

mafia!kita:

the twins are something akin to mercenaries basically. or just plain lackeys.

suna is an informant/cyber mercenary. he gathers information about ppl which is how he knew about you. and he’s a hacker lol.

aran is his second-in-command, omimi + ginjima are his bodyguards

a/n: im going to regret posting this

[thetriggeredhappy]

And actually the one with the guy pinning the other one down (that’s Virk and Jo’en yeh?) I need more context pls

yeah so uh virk and jo’en met by virk having a bit of a teleporting and knocking over a lamp incident in a barn that meant it burned down, and like the report was made and jo’en, captain of the guard, was signing off on an official warrant for arrest because at this point the crime rate was so low it was kind of a big deal. basically dude of a very weird description (dressed for completely the wrong weather? an elf maybe, but…? kind of stood out like a sore thumb?), he was just supposed to be arrested so he could have a trial about it as soon as possible so it would get resolved because a whole barn burnt down overnight.

anyways virk ends up needing something specifically from the Material Plane again, and goes back to this town a second time and he could really use a map. ends up zapping into the basement of a building that looks like a weird courthouse, wanders around until he gets like. a Vibe. and stops at a door and opens it and there’s this weirdly young dude (captain? he couldn’t be older than thirty, what’s that about?), and he’s like eh whatever. hey man do you have a map

and jo’en is like uh. and looks down at the arrest warrant he’s signing with this dudes likeness and up at this dude who’s dressed in adventurer gear including like armor and a weapon and goes uh. hey weird question did you burn a barn down

and virk goes ehhhhh who can say haha it be like that! anyways you got a map? what’s your deal?

and jo’en goes i. i’m the captain. of the guard. i’m the leader of the executive branch. and you’re the guy who burned that barn down. you. you’re like under arrest like you understand that you’re under arrest

and virk goes yeah okay that’s cute. haha yeah you’re adorable mister desk worker guy. yeah you’re gonna arrest me? fuckin bet dude i’d love to see that

and then uhhhhh jo’en goes alright this man walked into my office with a weapon ready to be drawn and has all but admitted he committed an act of arson and is also currently laughing at me and fuckin books him and virk goes oh Shit!! you actually can????? because that doesn’t happen

and that’s how they met

[colesterstrudel]

So here are my endless thoughts on SVU & OC, all under the cut bc I get rambly and incoherent lmaooooo so here goes the format is shit bc I’m on mobile but are we surprised lmao

SVU

It is a crime that we never got to see the dress Liv was wearing to her ceremony A CRIME I know it was a lewk I KNOW IT WAS

The Liv/Elliot stare down dkdkdkkdkddk pls they’re just looking at each other like they’re trying to make sure they’re both really there

The flashback to the episode where pregnant Kathy is in a car accident with Liv was a crime against me, specifically, bc how dare you make me deal with those emotions while Liv is also dealing with them with that 100 yard stare WHY

Fin’s “you’re gonna have to ask him” to Liv in the hospital 🤝 his “you’ll have to ask her that” to Elliot in the bar or whatever

The whispered convo in the corner of Liv’s office hello intimacy lmao personal space whomst Liv and Elliot don’t know her and they never have AND THEN when Elliot says “let’s work it” like they’re still partners, LIKE THEY’RE PARTNERS FOR LIFE, IF YOU WILL

Liv spent so much of their partnership pushing him to be with his family and she STILL has to do it even ten years later after he’s broken her heart she loves him so much she loves his kids she wants nothing but the best for him so she keeps pushing him to go back to his family, to visit Kathy in the hospital, but noooooooooooo hardheaded Elliot Stabler just can’t do it

“I give you my word I’ll behave” so u just gon lie like that to her FACE when you haven’t seen her IN TEN YEARS DKSKDKSKSKSKSK LYING IS GONNA BE ONE OF THE FIRST THINGS YOU DO and also when he started rolling up his sleeves??? BRAIN ROT IMMEDIATELY BRAIN EMPTY

LIV HOLDING ELLIOT BACK, HIM ALL IN HER PERSONAL SPACE, THE RAISED VOICE FOLLOWED BY THE WHISPER, THE LINGERING EYE CONTACT DKDKDKDKDKDK IF Y’ALL DON’T FUCKIN SMOOCH IN THIS BITCH

Actually okay the whole interrogation room scene bc seeing them in interrogation with each other is painful enough, but the looks Liv keeps giving him while he’s talking to the suspect dkdkkddkdkdk the last time she was in an interrogation room when she could still feel Elliot’s presence around her was when she was crying after he put in his papers YES I AM CRYING THANK U and then the suspect says “why aren’t you in the hospital with your wife” and it’s practically the same thing Liv told him but he can hear that kind of stuff from her and be okay but when anyone else is questioning his loyalty to his family it sets him off (not that she was questioning his loyalty but you get what I’m saying) and UGH the way Liv keeps an eye on him as he moves around the room to make sure he doesn’t fuckin lose it

She bumped into him on the roof ON PURPOSE she didn’t have to be that close to him there’s plenty of room on the roof for the two of them but it’s like she’s questioning if he’s really there and then you have to wonder how many conversations has she had with him mentally or in her dreams that she has to fuckin shoulder check him on the roof to ensure he’s really there, that she’s really talking to HIM

Elliot’s Catholic guilt rearing its ugly head as he caresses the head of his dying wife while he has so much he wants and needs to say to Liv.......am I overthinking this I thinketh not

KATHY NOT BELIEVING ELLIOT TELLING HER HE HASN’T SPOKEN TO LIV IN TEN YEARS AND LIV HAVING TO CONFIRM THAT IT’S TRUE I’M DKSKSKSKSKSKSKSKSKDKS LIV WAS THE GLUE HOLDING THAT GODDAMN FAMILY TOGETHER AND SHE COULDN’T EVEN RECEIVE THE LOVE SHE SO DESPERATELY WANTED???? NEEDED??????? FROM ELLIOT BC OF IT I’M DJDJDJSSKSKSKSK

Liv watching Elliot kiss Kathy’s forehead through the glass door of that hospital room, like she’s been forced to look in on that marriage from the outside for YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The symbolism!!!!!!!!!!!

The waiting room hospital scene yes this will be burned into my brain forever thank u. Neither of them can sit still when they’re around each other now it’s like it’s too much all at once especially Liv she keeps moving and fidgeting and when they ARE still they’re so CLOSE to each other like they can’t bear for there to be any distance, not anymore, not now

They tell each other they love each other without saying the words and it kills me every single time I can’t live like this I wish they were better at talking about their feelings

ANOTHER WHISPERED/BREATHY “ELLIOT” with that side eye YES LIV LET HIM KNOW HE FUCKED UP dkskdkdkdkdk and then she told him she LOVED HIM “you were the single most important person in my life and you just.....disappeared” god this really tears my heart out every time I think about it bc the look in her eyes just 😭😭😭

“I was afraid if I heard your voice I wouldn’t have been able to leave” GOD DID Y’ALL KNOW IT ONLY TAKES THREE WORDS EACH TO SAY I LOVE YOU DID YOU KNOW THAT DID YOU KNOW YOU COULD CONSERVE OXYGEN AND SAY ONLY THREE WORDS OBVIOUSLY NOT

Liv having to stand up for Elliot once again and defend him to people who don’t see him the way she does, the way he deserves to be seen, she’s had to do it for years when they were partners and now she’s doing it again when he’s only been back like a day and a half

I’ve already talked about the bar scene with Elliot and Fin a bajillion times but!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s just such a good fuckin scene and the emotions and the mannerisms from Elliot are just *chef’s kiss* that man loves Liv so much and he’s so upset he’s missed so much of Liv’s life ugh just thinking about his “who’s the guy?” and how he must be thinking back to “you’re the longest relationship I’ve ever had with a man” and how that may still be true but that doesn’t mean she hasn’t moved on and found someone else to take his place in her heart, in her life, to give her the child she always wanted WHEW

LIV DKDKDKDKDK “Phoebe just said I love you and you couldn’t say it back?” MA’AM YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL THE MAN YOU LOVE THAT YOU LOVE HIM PLS STOP JUDGING FIN DKDKDKDKDDKDK

Liv calling Elliot “Stabler” why does that shit hurt my heart so bad dkdkdkdkdkdks CALL HIM EL AGAIN PLS

Amanda likening her relationship with Liv to Liv’s relationship with Kathy? No ma’am. No. Somebody get the spray bottle tell her to shut the fuck up

Elliot called Liv before he called any of his kids about Kathy HE CALLED HER FIRST no I’m fine this is fine that’s just something you’d do like if you loved someone or something lmao def nothing suspicious here

I will never stop talking about that hug okay bc Elliot IS SOBBING and he nuzzles into Liv’s shoulder and she wants to keep her walls up and remain distant but her eyes close and she settles into it too god it’s such a GOOD hug you can FEEL the emotions

“I didn’t get to say goodbye” hello parallels between Elliot and his wife and Liv, the love of his life again this is fine I’m fine

Liv putting his family first and offering to call his kids for him fkdkdkdkdkks god will she ever put herself first with ANYONE or will she always put herself on the back burner can we PLEASE GET LIV SOME LASTING HAPPINESS IN THIS BITCH

Even tho Elliot said he didn’t need her to call his kids it absolutely looks like she DID get his kids and take them to him in the chapel like that’s how it comes across and idk if they did that on purpose or what but that’s what it looks like idk man it just really kills me bc she just keeps putting his family first and keep them together SHE IS THE GLUEEEEEEEEEE IN THAT FAMILY

“I can be objective” not with Elliot miss ma’am and you know that like it’s cute that you think that but 👀👀👀 we all know JUST LIKE WE ALL KNOW that technically you’re off the case but you won’t be off the case you’ll keep looking into things when you can bc that’s your partner, your Elliot, and you can’t not keep looking into it

OC

When Elliot goes downstairs at the courthouse and he starts speaking Italian to those dudes he arrested or whatever and then he starts threatening them and he does the throat slash motion as he gets taken away dkskskskskks BRAIN WORMS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why is that so HOT!!!!!!! @ myself get it together

I’ve already talked about the snow scene in the park but I am not done I will never be done bc the tension!!!!!!!!!!!! Liv won’t hold eye contact for too long and neither will he and I am DYING the small talk is so awkward and then he says “you woulda loved it” about his place in Rome meaning he was THINKING ABOUT HER WHILE HE WAS AWAY

“Elliot, I can’t” OH MY GOD DKDKDKDK and the way she looks at the letter in his hands dkdkdksksks awh hell

Liv was wearing gloves and Elliot was bare handed as they walked around the city in SVU, when she was showing him the pic of the suspect on her phone and here she is again, wearing gloves while Elliot’s hands are bare but this time she brushes her fingers over his ever so slightly while taking the letter from him. The touch is on purpose, has to be, but it’s like the rooftop scene where she bumps into him to make sure it’s really him. Not to mention the gloves vs bare hands thing - she’s erected walls up around her heart and her life and she has all these boundaries she won’t let Elliot cross, not now, maybe not ever she tells herself, and as long as she can separate even the smallest amount of her bare flesh from his she just might be able to make it through him being back in town

ELLIOT WANTED HER TO INTRODUCE HIM TO NOAH YOU CAN SEE IT god he must’ve been so torn up about it bc that’s her kid!!!!!! He’s a part of her!!!!!!!!! He wants to know everything he missed and she won’t even introduce him to her child!!!!!!!!

Angela Wheatley I’m free on Thursday if you’d like to hang out on Thursday when I am free

Liv doesn’t take her eyes off Elliot at the funeral not once NOT ONCE I know I’ve said this before but she’s really the glue that holds that goddamn family together and I am DYING

She holds it together for all the kids and Elliot but the second she walks away her face just fuckin CRUMPLES she can’t hold it together anymore especially after the way Elliot grabbed her whole ass arm to thank her for going I’m dkdkskdkdkdkd this is too much this is too much

THEY DELETED THE FUCKIN SCENE WITH THE WHOLE FAMILY IN ELLIOT’S APARTMENT??????? WHY???????? I WANTED TO OVERANALYZE IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay so I know Richard Wheatley is the bad guy but I luv him what a MAN. He really said “fuck you you racist piece of shit” and killed his own dad fkdkdkdkdkdksk okay WORK RICHARD

SERGEANT BELL I AM AVAILABLE ON THURSDAY LEMME KNOW IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HANG OUT ON THURSDAY WHEN YOU ARE FREE

Bell not taking any sorta shit from Elliot I LUV IT I LUV HER GET HIS ASS DKDKDKDKSKSKS he NEEDS people to keep his ass in line bc he doesn’t know how to act not even a lil bit

LIV READ THE LETTER!!!!!! She’s the least stand-offish she’s been to him this whole time WHAT WAS IN THAT LETTER I HAVE TO KNOW

* She knows him too well she knows he’s hiding something from her she knows he’s got something going on but he’s never been good at separating his work from his real life and that hasn’t changed, not now, not even with her and she KNOWS something’s off the way she looks at him while he’s waiting for the elevator is unreal and the lil half nod he gives her bc he KNOWS he needs to talk to her about that letter, especially when she’s WILLING TO TALK NOW but the job!!!!!! “You and the job are about the only thing I’ve got anymore” and he doesn’t even have her, not like he used to, not like he wants to, so he defaults to the job and trying to figure out who killed Kathy and who has it out for him

Okay I obvs didn’t have as much to yell about in OC as I did SVU but I’m so excited to see how OC goes bc it’s got me intrigued already like I need to know. Everything. About the Wheatleys!!!! EVERYTHING!!!!!!! And I need to see Liv and Elliot interact again pls pls I need it 😭😭😭😭😭 ANYWAYS THE END BYE

[himjopper]

the flea & the acrobat (jim hopper fic)

pairing: hopper x reader, stranger things chapter: 1/? chapter rating: teen, 18+ (mention of violence, fear, mild swearing, mention of sexual intentions) summary: you’re an FBI agent from the behavioral analysis unit, living in the big city and enjoying the hustle and bustle of the 80’s crime scene. you’ve worked your ass off to get respect around a male dominated field, earning yourself a promotion as the head of your department after you helped solve a missing persons case that swept the nation just short of a year ago. the case closed, but something happening in a small town in Hawkins, Indiana is making your bones chill with its similarities to your closed case. a young girl, barbara holland, is missing and you’ve got a hunch on how to bring her home. little do you know, Hawkins isn’t exactly textbook and you need the locals’s help. a/n: helloooo!! so I actually only got back into writing literally from just reading all the drabbles and fics on here about hop and I was deserperate to get in there myself. this started as a one shot and bc I have a difficult time uhh shutting up, it became a full fic. pls enjoy and feel free to msg me with ideas and inspiration it helps a ton!! special thanks to @chiefharbour for existing and getting me out of a writers block that had actual cobwebs <3 gif credit: @hawkinslibrary​

You loved the city.

You loved the traffic and the sound of cars honking, the occasional couple arguing, the screech of tires and never ending hustle. You loved the constant rain and the way it ruined your hair every morning at 8:07AM when you’d leave your apartment to get your double espresso before you stepped into the office just to be greeted with missing persons case after missing persons case. These were all things you told yourself, every day, every morning, and every night.

On cue, the pager on your hip beeps wildly. An involuntary groan comes from your throat while you try to preview the message and head into the building.

“Scotch, I need to talk to you about the Snake Hole Case-“

Your eyes look up to address the older gentleman in front of you who reeks of too much cologne and cheap cigars; he’s just a detective and he’s never been very confident in your abilities even though you’ve been the lead profiler in your division for the last two years and you have 36 solved cases under your belt.

Regardless, you give him your distracted attention as you both stride hurriedly down the hall leading to the conference room you should’ve been in ten minutes ago. The office is bustling and there’s a fax machine ringing in the distance but your rushed heeled steps are louder even on carpet.

“This better be worth my time, Hayes, I’m late for a meeting as is and I have a phone call with Seattle’s Chamber in fourteen minutes in counting.”

The shorter man quickens his step in attempt to catch up to you. “Snake Hole, the original killer was-“

You cut off his excitement with your bluntness as usual, “Gene Schwartzman, white male, 43-years-old, small town stores clerk, no children, never married, alcoholic, absolute low life...”

Hayes snorts, “Right, but he had a pattern, an obsession with younger women with a specific and detailed description, mirroring his own mother, and that’s why he would retaliate-“

Your heels come to a halt as you step in front of the older detective. His lips are chapped, his bottom teeth have ridges from obsessive grinding, the normally groomed hair is parted in every which way, there’s an ink stain on his dress shirt’s pocket. It’s not like him to be so out of sorts. He was obnoxious, sure, but not messy.

“That case was closed a year ago. What are you trying to tell me, Hayes?”

Nervously, his tongue darts out to lick his lips before he speaks. His voice remains low so only the two of you can hear.

“I think... I think we’re seeing an admirer of Schwartzmen mirroring his case. He never got to finish his pattern-“

“We were able to catch him before the final murder. We solved his puzzle first-“

“Someone in Indiana is trying to finish the job, Scotch. I think you need to see this.”

He holds your gaze for a moment as you’re replaying the details of the Snake Hole case in your memory. His hand grips the manilla folder that he extends out to you.

There’s suddenly an impatient call for you to go into the room just down the hall to join that meeting. You’re already twelve minutes late now and before you can respond, there’s another louder call of your name.

You take the folder from the detective and return his low volume, “Get one of the assistants to cancel the phone meeting I have with the Chamber, you and I need to talk. I want to know what’s going on in Indiana. Get me in contact with the local PD, as soon as possible.”

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Everyone could tell you were distracted the whole meeting. Every second you weren’t looking at the file tucked under your half-assed notes was a second wasted. Your behavior was fidgety and as you clicked at your pen the whole half an hour, you couldn’t stop thinking about the secret admirer Schwartzmen has in Indiana of all places. The original murders took place a year ago in Alabama, made nationwide headlines for weeks and there was even a public memorial for the victims and their families. Schwartzmen confessed on tape and immediately thrown in prison to rot. Everything felt so final. What was the connection to Indiana? You finally got to read over the file on your lunch break with your third coffee before 1PM. Red nails drumming on the wood of your desk, frustrated. There’s a Missing poster of a younger girl, she’s sixteen, decorated with freckles across her face. Round cheeks, even rounder glasses, red hair and seemingly innocent. You hated that the bitter but smart detective Dennis Hayes of all people was going to be right. Unfortunately, Miss Barbara Holland of Hawkins, Indiana fit the description too well. She might even be closest in resemblance to Schwartzmen’s actual mother and it made the acid from your stomach rise up to the back of your tongue.

A knock at your door finally makes your eyes look away from the young girl’s school photo.

“Scotch?”

It’s Hayes and he’s holding two styrofoam cups, hopefully full of caffeine.

“Come in, please, sit.” You wave a manicured hand towards the chair in front of your desk and he takes a seat as he carefully places one of the cups next to your current (and nearly empty) mug.

“I’ll make this short,” Hayes begins. “I know your hands are full with other cases where they’re asking you to profile who kidnapped a dog from a park and robbed a granny at the mom and pop shop at noon-“

You roll your eyes at his brief condescending comment towards your line of work as if he could make his arrests without your insight.

“But you gotta admit, Scotch... the resemblance here is uncanny.”

And it was. Uncomfortably so. She was nearly a spitting image of Schwartzmen’s mother, down to the same yearbook photo we plastered on the screens of every television in America mirrored this young Barbara Holland’s. Schwartzmen was an orphan until the age of 12, he had grown up in his adolescence without a mother and resented the nameless redhead who left him at a church’s doorstep to be found. Angry and feeling abandoned, he grieved the loss of what he never had by murdering young women who resembled the only photo he had of his biological mother: her yearbook photo. The same yearbook photo you cleared with the media to be broadcast to America during the investigation a year ago.

A part of you feels responsible for a split second and there’s a tinge of guilt in your stomach thinking you put her at risk when you let the media have the photo of Schwartzmen’s mother, the very inspiration for all his heinous murders. Did someone see this young girl in Indiana and think she was an opportunity that couldn’t be missed? Was sixteen year old Barbara Holland just an innocent and unfortunate puzzle piece? You’re both staring at the file with some local news from Hawkins along with some notes from the Snake Hole case. It was more frustrating how little Hawkins had on Barbara’s disappearance. It was as simple as one minute was there, the next minute, she wasn’t. Good girl, good grades, good friends, what happened?

You break the thick and focused silence first.

“Did you get me the number for the state police?”

“Indiana State Police don’t have much on it, it’s mainly the Hawkins PD that seems to have more information. It’s a small town. They had two missing kids in the same month-“

Your brow furrowed together, “Two?”

Hayes leans back further in the chair, arms crossed over his chest nonchalantly.

“Young boy, no older than twelve, he turned up alive after some searches, seems unrelated to this case. There’s still no body found for the sixteen year old, goes by Barb. I think we need to get involved.”

This almost makes a snort leave your body.

“We? Hayes, no, I’m going alone.” He opens his mouth to protest but you continue with your voice stern, “I know the Schwartzmen case, I worked on it first hand, I’m going to Indiana. This is just another disorganized killer and the fact it’s only one girl missing gives me some hope. Some sad sack in the Midwest trying to get a shot of fame by comparing himself to Schwartzmen, recreating the profile, maybe make the public wonder if he’s still locked up, whatever. She’s a missing girl, but it doesn’t mean she’s dead. If this is mirroring Schwartzmen and the Hawkins PD hasn’t caught up to that, it’s my responsibility to involve myself to help them be a step ahead.”

Detective Hayes stands up from the chair then with a proud smirk on his face.

“You’re welcome, you know. You can say it.”

You scrunch your nose at him then.

“I could, but I don’t feel like it.”

Hayes chuckles as he turns on his heel to leave your office. “Well, enjoy Indiana, Scotch.”

You grunt in response behind the coffee cup, your lipstick leaving a print on the white foam.

As you’re about to hear the click of your office door closing signaling his exit, Hayes peeps his head back in. “Oh, you’ll have fun talking to that chief of police, by the way. Goes by Hopper, or somethin’ like that. Hung up on me twice and told me to go fuck myself on the third attempt. Seems like a hard ass, so. Maybe flirt a little, show a little leg when you touch down in Hawkins.”

His wink and sneering grin made you sick. Just when you thought this detective was useful. You draw in a patient sigh before looking back at him.

“Detective?” Your hands folded under your chin to appear sweeter.

Hayes steps more into the doorway to listen, he’s already eyed your crossed legs and heeled shoes. Pervert.

“The only time I’m going to show a little leg is before I kick your ass.”

The smile dropped from his face and it was followed by the slight slam of your office door. You smirk to yourself and prepare the arrangements to fly to Indiana to meet with Hawkins PD and hopefully bring Barbara Holland home.

[garbagecanfics]

Sonny Teasing You - NSFW

Summary: You two hadn’t had sex for almost 2 months. You were super busy with work; so you just went to work, came home, slept, and repeat. Nothing exciting except it was taking a massive toll on your sex life with Sonny. He’s a sweet and patient man, but even he has his limits.

You two were laying on the couch. You did try to spend time together. He was watching something while you were working. 

“Babe, can you put down work for 5 minutes? I feel like I haven’t seen you smile in weeks.”

“I’m sorry honey. I’m just swamped at work. It’s a big case and I need to win. I’m sorry it’s consuming all of my time.” you looked over and smiled at him apologetically.

“It’s alright doll, I just love seeing you smile. Please? Will you smile for me?” you smile brightly, kiss his cheek, and go back to the work in front of you. He pressed up against your side kissing your cheek. His growing length was evident on your thigh, you felt bad but couldn’t take care of him right now. “Can you take a 5 minute break doll?”

“Not really baby I’m sorry.” 

“Alright, I’ll be right back.” you figured he was going to jack off in the bedroom but he came back in under 2 minutes. He had changed into his Police blues. He knows you can’t resist him in uniform. The way the shirt wraps his hips. The way the pants hug his ass. He just looks incredible. It’s like his lingerie for you. 

“I know what you’re doing, and It’s not going to work.” you kept your eyes on your work so he couldn’t see you blush.

“Oh this won’t work? Damn. Worth a shot.” he mentioned with a hint of sarcasm. He sat down next to you, palming himself through the pants. You looked over slightly and became instantly aroused. “Do you like this?”

“N-no. of course not.” you barely stuttered out. He reached over and pulled at your waistband. Without your rejection he continued and slid his hand into your underwear. 

“All this for me doll?” he remarked at your wetness for him. You stayed silent trying to focus, but he was making it incredibly difficult. 

“Y-yes officer.”

“That’s detective to you. Can you stand up for me ma’am?” he requests as he also stands. You stand alongside him. “Put your hands against the back of the couch, I’ll need to search you.”

“Ok Detective.” he rubs up both of your legs and pausing over your core. “See anything you like sir?”

“Ma’am are you attempting to solicit an officer?”

“No of course not, that’s a crime. Just proposing a question.”

“I’ll have to arrest you ma’am. Please come with me. I must perform my civic duty.” his voice dropped off at the last part. He led you to the bedroom with your hands behind your back. He was barely able to contain his grin. You could tell he’s wanted to do this for some time. He sat on the bed and order you to strip. You took your time. Slowly peeling off each article of clothing, seeing him twitch beneath his dress pants. After you finished your tease, he pulled you onto the bed and shoved his fingers down to your clit. You moaned in his mouth. 

“You want me to fuck you right here, right now ma’am?”

“Y-YES.” it was difficult to say any more with his mouth on your pulse point. He almost spastically stripped of his uniform and lined himself up at your entrance. 

“How bad do you want me? Tell me.”

“So bad. I want you inside me right now. Pl-Please!” his hand was still rubbing your clit with such vigor, you could barely speak. He pushed himself in, in one smooth thrust. You almost came right then after all of his teasing. You lasted only a couple minutes. He finished quickly after you. You both laid on the bed panting, slowly coming down from your individual highs. 

“Wow babe. I didn’t know you missed me that bad.”

“Doll. I’ve been waiting for that for weeks. I hope you didn’t feel forced or anything?”

“Of course not. If I felt forced we wouldn’t have done anything. You just get to me in your uniform. I don’t know what it is.”

“If your up for round two? I could put it back on and give you some head while my refractory period finishes?”

“I couldn’t say no to that.” you came 5 separate times that night. Him 4 times. The next morning you both called into work claiming sickness. You both just needed to catch up and rest after a long night.

[shijiujun]

history3 ep 19 summary - GEMS, GEMS AND MORE GEMS, EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED

ALRIGHT! Summary today! You guys already know all the important gems of the story because I’ve been fucking yelling all night I apologise sincerely for the spam guys I truly do I know how annoying it can be but I’m so excited!!!!

We start off with TY already in fucking handcuffs and Zhao Zi standing there all hovering against the wall, and TY is obviously regretful as hell and so remorseful and also once again catatonic because his SF is in the hospital again because of him, and this time DIRECTLY BECAUSE OF HIM - although i’m super curious, in between everything when did TY have time to call zz? you know?!!! and zz turns up and he’s like OHHHH FUCKKKK and: “okay guys, one of you take ah zhi, and hi tang yi, sorry gotta handcuff ya, oops”

OMG MY HANDSOME DR JIANG IS BACK!!! he’s such a sassy little bitch i love it so much!! anw he comes out and his face is like ‘guys can’t you just give me a fucking break’ and then zz takes one good look and goes: “i’ll leave you both to talk”

dr jiang says: “you look worse than the guy who was actually shot, in there” and then sits down next to TY

ty asks how he is and LMAO dr jiang is all like: “how else can he be?! he’s awake and asking for HIS MAN (like literally, dr jiang said HIS MAN) and lol i just died (more gems from dr jiang: i think that police officer, his brain is sick, only then he’ll actually want to be with you) - anw basically dr jiang is telling TY that with TY being so adamant on revenge, it’s only SF that’s willing to be with him, and if TY continues to be like this, the only person who’ll get hurt is SF

AND DR JIANG STANDS UP TO TAKE A CALL AND HE IS FACE TIMING THE BROTHER OF THE EX-WIFE FROM RIGHT OR WRONG?!! CUTE AS HELL - IS THIS A HINT? I LOVE CROSS OVERS

then TY goes inside the room and that’s when he hears the beeping - the emergency patient beep? and that’s when we see TY scrambling over like a little chick in panic because he’s afraid SF is dead, and then he’s just shaking SF and SF is not responsive at all?! and then poor TY is about to do CPR (although yea TY babe maybe you might have wanted to call dr jiang or smth?!!!!) and that’s when shao fei goes: “if you worry about me, then don’t let me die”

FIRSTLY - SHITTY JOKE BECAUSE TY WAS ABOUT TO CRY HE WAS SNIFFLING ALR SHAO FEI!!!

SECONDLY - TY YOU SHOT HIM, SO OKAY, FINE, SF IS ENTITLED TO A JOKE OR TWO

omg it’s so tender and sweet the way SF grabs TY to sit down and then leaning his cheek against his shoulder and trying to convince ty that killing ah zhi is a bad idea you know?

and then ty stands up, walks away dramatically, and then promises sf that he’ll hand He hand and ah zhi over to the police

AND THAT’S WHY SF IS SO TOUCHED AND THEN HE JUST MOVES FOR THE KISS BECAUSE HE IS SO THANKFUL AND HE LOVES TY

and then OMFUCKINGGOD - HANDCUFFS + KISS IS A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN I LOVE THE WAY HE JUST, HE JUST-

TY LITERALLY JUST BROUGHT HIM CLOSER

SEXY!!!! YOU GO TANG YI

and then if you’ve seen my gifs alr, zz cockblocks them and turns up and goes: “i gotta take him”

ahahahah and then cue to emo team 3 scene and I FEEL YOU YU QI I FEEL YOU she’s like a metaphor for the fandom right now: anw zhao zi, jun wei and yu qi are there and they’re all drinking and yu qi is literally just sobbing about how the team is only left with them, and zz and yq are angry at chief and ah zhi for being corrupt basically

zz drinks and drinks (jun wei, responsible member of the party), and then he is a bit tipsy and walks home, and then he comes to this stairs area where jack is waiting (JACK DO YOU GOT SOME GPS ON ZZ?!) and jack looks at him carefully and goes: “you’ve been drinking? you’re not happy?”

poor zz is all: “of course not! i’m happy. i found out that when ppl have motives, they actually have another face, a facade - just based on this, i should celebrate, no?” /CUE MY HEART BREAKING

so zz is saying that he became a policemen because he wanted to do good things, to protect people, but look at chief and ah zhi?! 

and then they kinda sit down on the stairs, and jack says: “i’m here to tell you that i have to go” and then that’s when zz says all those words that we heard in the trailer? (so i think they overlayed this angsty dialogue with the footage from tmr where zz shrugs off jack’s hand on him as they go home)

and zz is all why do you all have to go? everyone is leaving me - grandma, chief, ah zhi, and now you? and then he’s totally tearing up and OMG MY SMOL BEAN?!!!! - yeah he’s all that and then jack asks: “if you tell me not to go, i’ll stay for you”

OMGAHHH?!!!

so zz says: “don’t go”

AND THEN THEY KISS?!!!! AND THEN THEY KISS AND HUG AND CARESS AND WE END OFF THE SCENE WITH ZZ curling up against jack’s shoulder I LOVE IT!!!!

next scene is police chief - okay can i pls say that, for someone who’s actually a criminal albeit treated with some leniency because he owned up to his crimes, THAT IS A FUCKING NICE PRISONER’S ROOM?!!! like wow, taiwan police system, amazing

anw shao fei turns up IN THE FUCKING DAPPER SUIT?!!! altho i would prefer him in a single coloured suit, he should leave those lines and patterns to TY, also WHERE IS MY TY DROOLING OVER SF IN A SUIT SCENE?!! WHERE?! WHY DID U ROB ME OF THAT?!!!!

also that bow tie is damn fucking big is it just me

anw so xiao ya got married, and SF took a long video for chief to see, and chief is crying and everything (okay srsly if i knew my dad was a criminal and everything and was about to see jail time i would have cancelled the wedding because NOOOO DAD!!! but that’s just me) - also xiao ya and shao fei sibling-ish moments?!!! WHERE ARE THESE?!

anw sf and chief have a heart to heart talk, and that’s when chief says: “ah fei, actually, i hated you.”

CUE SF’S DISTRAUGHT FACE>?!!!!

and chief explains that it’s because he was so persistent, when everyone had dropped it he insisted on going after tang yi and then shao fei says: “but lao da, you didn’t stop me either”

lao da: “yeah, i didn’t”

sf: “and that’s because, even though you chose to be a father to xiao ya with your decision, you didn’t give up being a policeman, even with what you did. that’s why you didn’t stop me”

and awwww chief cries and sf sits next to him and they just comfort each other I LIVE FOR THIS SHIT!!!

(although guys, srsly, what is with this long time skips? what’s going on? what day is it? what time is it?!!!)

next scene back at the police station, the rest of team 3 are clearing up ah zhi and chief’s stuff, and they all look miserable as fuck, and then GOOD AND SUPPORTIVE GIRL YU QI asks sf about how tang yi is, and here we find out tang yi is under house arrest pending the investigation results. yu qi asks, what if he goes to jail?

sf looks so sad at that but he says: “i’ll wait for him”

and then zz runs in and asks everyone if they’ve heard of the new hire, for the captain position? AND ISTG I THINK THIS MAY BE JACK?!!!!

next scene, our boy sf is meeting up upstanding citizen, recently turned dad CWH, and wow the sunlight on them, the lack of a shady setting and hair all styled nicely does a lot of things for a person HAHAHAHAHA - SF carefully calls him ‘uncle’ and then they talk about li zhen, and CWH has only praise for SF, that when everyone had written LZ off as a dirty cop only sf was clearing her name - THE IN LAW IS IMPRESSED GUYS!!! and then they get to talking about tang yi, and CWH is all self-pitying and dejected: “i just found my son but... i guess he and i, we can’t ever have a proper father and son relationship, can we?”

AWWWWW and this is when THERAPIST!SHAOFEI comes in, istg he’s been comforting everyone and solving everyone’s problems, amazing - he says something along the lines of: “ty needs a lot of love, so don’t give up”

and just from that line alone cwh knows that: “so you... and ty... are..?”

AHAHAHAHAHA IM DYING - and then SF gets all determined and says: “yeah we’re together”

cwh: LAUGHS “i’ve got no place to say anything, thank you for being by his side” - WOOHOOOOO CWH APPROVES OF HIS DAUGHTER-IN-LAW AMAZING

and then they fucking hug

oh god, this is one of the best hugs of the damn show

i swear to god, the best hug goes to cwh-sf, can you frickin imagine?!!!!! the tight, comforting hug?!!! do you know that?! that’s all i ever wanted from my CPs?!!!! but no we get it between father in law and son in law WHY!!! i mean it was really great i loved it but GOOD HUGS ARE SOMETIMES BETTER THAN SEX

BACK TO OMELETTE SCENE - so obviously even tho ty is under house arrest, sf has free pass to go in and out of the house, and they’re so sweet with one another

ty: “why did you go and bother with that old man?!”

and sf is all trying to mend the relationship between them, to remind ty that it’s okay to take ur time, but you’ve got a second chance (or third, actually), so you may regret it if you miss this opp. - and tang yi considers this, then changes the subject over food AS ALWAYS

the “I LOVE YOU” part comes up (pls see gifs) - and they’re all so sweet with each other?!!!! and just as sf is about to go in for more, ty is like “hey, don’t mess around, we gotta do our omelettes first” AND SHAO FEI HONESTLY JUST POUTS!!!! I FEEL YA SF 

and okay is it just me or do the omelettes look not so nice - the right side one especially AAHAHAHAHAHA and they banter over putting the ‘dead face’ on the omelette and sf is all: “i’ve taught you so many times!!! there must be a smile!!! why did you put that?!!” AND THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER

and then we get the next scene, OKAY SO THIS IS THE PART WHERE I WAS LIKE WTF WRITERS DID U GUYS REALLY GO THERE?!!!

FIRSTLY, THEY BLURRED THE COMIC ZZ IS READING ON HIS BED 

SECONDLY, HIS HAND ACTION? ARE U KIDDING ME?

SO HE’S BASICALLY READING WEIRD STUFF AND LIKE jerking himself off?!!!!!!!! like okay writers, we could have done without this scene, srsly, i mean either you do it entirely OR YOU DONT - IN THIS CASE I PREFERRED - DON’T!!!!!

EDIT: OKAY SO HE WASN’T - went back to look at the shot after and yes i was blind - but they really were setting it up for that!!! come on so suggestive that under blanket hand movement?!!!! i’m glad it wasn’t but OMG MY EYES for a moment i wanted to die but our zz is pure and he wasn’t touching anything weird sorry guys bad eyesight

then jack turns up at his house with a bag (that LOOKS DAMN LIGHT?! JACK WTF WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES DID U TURN UP WITH AN EMPTY BAG?!) 

so jack basically moves himself in - amazing

OHANA GUYS OHANA MEANS NO ONE GETS LEFT BEHIND!!!!

and they kiss, and jack bend zz backwards on the table (hygiene, but then again, jack will clean up anyway)

QUESTIONS:

would have love to find out more about LZ and TGD and wtf was going on properly - it’s hinted at but LOOPHOLES GALORE

ALL THE SCENES I WANTED ARE OUT - WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENIGN TMR?!

omg today was 35 min, and i fricking pray that tmr at least will be 15-20 min LIKE IF U END IT IN 5 MINUTES, we’re all gonna die, then i prefer if we’ve shifted scenes from today to tomorrow

although i have some hope because they’ve got to resolve still, jack and zz, and then ty’s ‘sentence’ if there is, and then grave scene and then the sex scenes if we do get them as promised, idc if we get them or not AS LONG AS WE GET AT LEAST 15-20 MIN WORTH OF CONTENT TOMORROW!!

[craftyshipper]

Bring Me Home, Chapter 10: Father And Daughter

“Momo.”

The raven-haired beauty slowly came awake as a soft male voice called out to her. It was almost similar to Shouto’s voice, in the way he was soft-spoken most of the time.

“Hm,” was her only response before she sat up, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

When she was finally able to focus, she glanced up to meet the soft smile from Natsuo, one of Shouto’s brothers. The male has been an amazing uncle to little Kira and always made time for the little girl despite his busy schedule due to his medical career.

“Oh, hi,” she murmured and stood up to hug him.

“How are you doing?” He asked when he let her go.

“About as well as I can.”

She turned to Shouto who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but then she noticed the photo album that rested on his lap. She quirked a brow in confusion. Had he woken up while she was sleeping?

“Did the doctors say anything about him waking up?” Momo inquired to the older Todoroki.

Just as she asked this, a knock sounded on the door before it opened. Fuyumi stepped in, a drink carrier holding four cups of coffee in one hand, a small smile gracing her lips.

Rei walked in behind her holding Kira who had been fussing in her grandmother’s arms.

“Mama.” Kira pushed against Rei, reaching out for her mother.

Momo hugged Fuyumi and then Rei, thanking her for helping care for Kira, before taking the little girl from the older woman.

“To answer your question,” Rei began as she walked over to Shouto’s bedside, “We talked to the doctor on the way in, and yes Shouto woke up briefly a few hours ago.”

“Did their scans find anything unusual?” Momo asked as Kira settled in her lap when she sat down again.

Fuyumi handed her a cup before passing one to her brother and one to her mother. After they each thanked her, Fuyumi filled Momo in on the information that the doctor shared with them.

“When’s he’s in deep sleep, his brain activity is a bit high but other than that, nothing too serious.”

Momo contemplated this for a moment just as Shouto began to stir in his sleep. She smiled when hetero-chromatic eyes flickered open and met her gaze.

“Hey there sleepy head,” she playfully teased.

He sat up on the bed and tiredly rubbed his eyes as he stifled a yawn. When he looked back to Momo, Kira caught his gaze with a huge smile on her face. The little girl stretched out her arms towards him and Shouto stared in surprise as Momo handed her to him.

Kira settled into his arms, wrapping her own short limbs around his neck and snuggling into his left side, her face pressed tightly into his neck on his fireside.

“Um...” The fire and ice user hesitated, “I don’t understand.”

Momo wanted to tell him about the relationship between the two of them. That he was the father of this perfect and beautiful human being. But she feared he wasn’t ready to hear it, not now. Then again, would he ever really be prepared for that kind of information?

“She recognizes you,” Momo leaned her elbows on the bedside and watched Kira hug her father, “You’re the one that saved her from the fire...the one that kept her safe.”

The young girl pulled back enough to meet her father’s gaze before reaching out and placing her tiny hands against his cheeks as a giggle escaped her.

“Hero,” she stated without hesitation and he froze.

Quickly wiping away a few stray tears at her daughter’s words, Momo sat back and turned to the Todoroki family. Telling him about his daughter could wait a little while longer, his siblings and his mother could be first.

“Shouto,” Momo called his attention as she stood to her feet, “I want you to meet your family.”

The red and white-haired male glanced at the three people next to Momo and he couldn’t help the sense of familiarity when he stared at each of them, but there were no images to accompany that feeling. He sighed as Kira moved to sit in his lap, her dual colored gaze watching the adults in the room.

“Hey little brother,” Natuso stepped forward first, “I know you don’t remember us, but I’m your brother Natsuo,” he then gestured to Fuyumi, “And this is our sister Fuyumi.”

The large male didn’t give his sibling time to mutter a hello before he hurriedly introduced their mother.

“And this is our mother Rei.”

"Give him a minute to process everything Natsuo," Rei scolded her son and stepped over to Shouto's bedside, "may I?

Shouto's eyes widened when she held out her arms, questioning if he would allow her to hug him. When his eyes flickered to her own stormy gray stare, there was no way he could say no. With a hesitant nod, he raised his arm as Momo took Kira from his lap, the little girl fussing over being moved from her comfortable spot.

When Rei's arms finally encircled the son she thought she had lost, she couldn't hold back the tears that slid down her cheeks. A sob broke from her as she stroked his dual colored hair just as she had done when he was just a boy.

"I never thought I'd get to hold you like this again," she whispered brokenly into his ear, "I know you don't remember us now, but just know that we love you, and we always will."

Feeling an ache in his chest, Shouto squeezed her back, letting her know he had heard her loud and clear. All of these people had been so kind to him when he didn't deserve it, he truly felt there was no way they could fake any of it.

"Thank you."

"Oh come on, how can you bring me to tears like this," Natsuo furiously wiped his eyes of the tears he had shed due to his mother's words and immediately jumped forward, dragging Fuyumi and Momo along into a very awkward hug of tangled limbs.

"We love you, little bro!" Natsuo hollered joyously.

Momo couldn't help but giggle at the male's antics while Kira pouted since she had been squished in the group hug, obviously not very happy with their overzealous affection.

"Mama," she grumbled when her face was squished against Momo's cheek.

"I'm sorry honey, but your Uncle Natsuo is crazy," the raven-haired beauty laughed at her daughter's dismay before the white-haired male released them from his hold.

"Sorry guys, I needed that," He wiped his face again as he said this.

"We understand," Fuyumi stated as she pats his back in reassurance, "I think we all did."

He wouldn't admit it, at least not yet, but Shouto knew he needed it too.

____________

“Alright, where is the bastard?!”

“Kacchan, calm down!” Midoriya grabbed the explosive hero around the waist and tugged him back. “He still doesn’t remember anything, you can’t just go barging in there demanding answers!”

“I’m not demanding answers, I still owe him for the damage he did to the agency!”

“Katsuki!”

The blond froze in his spot at the call from his boyfriend. The redhead running over to them before pausing in his strides to catch his breath. “Dammit, you run fast.”

“I didn’t run,” Bakugo stated arrogantly, “I used my quirk to blast my way here.”

“Well no shit,” Kirishima gasped out and stood back up, “I meant that as slow the fuck down.” He said it in such a calm tone that Midoriya wasn’t sure if he was angry with the blond or not.

With a sigh, the green-haired hero plopped himself in a chair in the hospital lobby, glad that Kirishima was able to distract Bakugo for the time being. Shouto had barely woken up a few hours ago, the last thing he needed was to get in a fight with the impulsive male.

After Kirishima managed to convince Bakugo to leave the hospital to calm down, that allowed Midoriya to head to Shouto’s room in peace. As he approached the door his friend's room, he was surprised to see several police officers standing outside the doorway. Fearing the worst, he sprinted towards them and shoved his way in, his strength easily allowing him to bypass the officers.

Momo stood protectively in front of Shouto’s bed as Tsukauchi spoke to her in a serious tone. The fire and ice user just stared down at the blanket that rested over his legs, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze.

“What’s going on?” The one for all hero demanded as he came to stand next to Momo.

“They want to arrest Shouto and take him down to the station,” Momo’s voice cracked as she spoke, “the doctors aren’t even done evaluating him yet.”

“Tsukauchi, what’s the meaning of this?”

“I’m sorry Midoriya, my bosses are demanding that Todoroki be arrested for his crimes now that he is awake.”

“What?” Came his incredulous reply. “You can’t be serious.”

Tsukauchi sighed and rubbed his temples. “They are afraid Shouto will become a threat if he is left unsupervised.”

“And they think locking him up is going to solve anything?” Momo challenged the police’s words. “Shouto has been taken advantage of, he shouldn’t be treated like a criminal because some asshole decided to take him for their own nefarious purposes.”

“What else do you expect me to do with him?”

Momo scrambled for something to say before an idea came to her. “What about house arrest?”

Tsukauchi raised a questioning brow, clearly wanting her to elaborate.

“He is a witness in this case as well as a victim,” Momo began, “locking him up in some cage might put him in more danger.”

“And whose house is he supposed to go to?”

“Mine.” The raven-haired woman didn’t hesitate in her decision.

“You’re willing to accept any and all responsibilities regarding his stay with you?”

With one look to the male sitting on the bed, she didn’t need any other confirmation.

“Yes.”

With another sigh, Tsukauchi nodded. “I’ll contact my superiors and see if this arrangement suffices.” He turned to Shouto who finally looked up at him. “And I expect you to be on your best behavior from here on out.”

“Yes sir,” Shouto muttered before he turned away again.

Once the officers left, Shouto had immediately shut down, refusing to talk to anyone. As if the realization of what he had done all came crashing down on him at once. Momo and Rei had attempted to talk to him but to no avail. Rei had ushered her children from the room, hoping Shouto would speak to the Creation hero if left alone together. But even that hadn’t worked.

The only reaction that he gave was when little Kira played with his hair as she once again sat in his lap. His gaze softened towards her as if she was the only one keeping him grounded.

“I’m going to go grab some lunch for Kira, would you like anything?” Mom offered.

“No, I’m fine, thank you,” he finally spoke.

“Do you want me to take Kira or would you like her to stay here with you?”

“She can stay,” he softly whispered as Momo smiled sadly.

Once she left the room, Shouto didn’t stop the one tear that escaped his eye. Before he could wipe it away, a tiny hand beat him to it. Kira’s dual-colored gaze met his own once more. It wasn’t hard to figure out that this perfect little girl was his. If Momo had indeed been his girlfriend as she had claimed, it only made sense that Kira was his daughter, considering the heterochromia that they shared. He figured Momo didn’t want to pressure him to accept her right now, but how could he not when his heart already had.

“You sad?” Kira’s tiny voice pulled him from his thoughts.

“Yeah, just a little,” Shouto cleared his voice when it cracked just a bit.

Kira tilted her head and stood up on the bed so she could easily reach his face, before she placed a wet sloppy kiss on his left cheek, just at the edge of his scar. When she pulled back, she smiled at him.

With an incredulous stare, Shouto let out a laugh at her sweet attempt to make him feel better, which in this case, it kind of did.

“Mama say kisses makes stuff better,” Kira spoke slowly as she struggled to pronounce each word but Shouto understood her just fine.

“Your Mama is smart,” Shouto smiled, “Just like you are.”

Kira grinned again and threw her arms around his neck to hug him. Feeling to emotional to speak, Shouto just hugged her back, glad that she was so willing to help him smile again.

How can a monster like me have ever fathered a beautiful being like you?

The words swirled around in his head, filling him with doubt of ever being someone that had wanted to be a hero. To save anyone. He had hurt these people.

Would all of them be as forgiving as Momo?

__________

Momo leaned against the wall just at the entrance of Shouto’s room, she had heard the entire exchange between the two. Her heart ached even more when she saw Kira throw her arms around the male, hugging him tightly and she couldn’t hold back the tears as she stepped away to hide against the wall.

She had been overthinking telling Shouto about Kira, but it seemed he had already come to accept her as a solid confident despite the girl's young age and she couldn’t have been happier.

“I have to tell him,” she told herself as she quietly walked down the hallway towards the cafeteria, wiping her eyes in the process, “he deserves to know.”

[pettyprocrastination]

I Don’t Think Were On Earth-65 Anymore Frank Castle x Spider!Reader

Summary: Frank Castle is the leader of the New York Special Crimes Task Force and he’s less than civil with the local super heroes, except for one

Chapter one

“Goddamn heroes. Can’t let us do our job for one fucking day.” The cop clenched his fists and stood outside the building with gritted teeth, waiting for the call to go in.

His partner Chris, a wide-eyed rookie, gaped at him. “What do you mean? Don’t they make it easier for us?”

The man scoffed and looked toward his superior, who had been watching the windows with razor focus.

“What do you say cap’n? These heroes make things easier on us?”

The man turned to them and Adrian gulped.

Frank Castle, forty-four years old, former U.S. marine and captain of the New York Special Crimes Task Force. At six foot four and defined muscle to match, it was easy to say he was intimidating to most.

“They cause destruction and make a fool of us in the presses.” He answered before turning back to the building, seeing a flying figure zipping by in combat. “I’d prefer a trained profession over some schmuck in spandex any day of the week.”

Chris frowned. “But what about the Jitterbug? Hasn’t she worked with you guys before?”

The captain blew air out through his nostrils before sending the 24 year old a sharp glare.

“She’s the only tolerable one.”

The windows shattered as Adrian Toomes, formally known as the vulture, falls to the ground in a bruised and beaten heap. His mechanical wings were snapped at the tips and tied together with webbing. A purple figure swung through the broken glass and landed gracefully next to the beaten villain.

“Evenin’ officers.” Even through the mask, Castle knew she was grinning ear to ear. “Lovely night, isn’t it?”

Jitterbug was one of the main heroes of new york, often working side by side with spider-woman and in Frank’s opinion: The only one he didn’t want to arrest.

She often worked side by side with the cops, telling them information on certain criminals as well as complying when they make her fill out an overly specific incident report each time she brought them a vanquished foe.

Now this didn’t mean he liked her. No, far from it. He respected her sure, she was the only one who made at least an effort to abide by the laws and when she saw it fit, she’d let them do their job with no interference. But they were far from friends.

“ ‘Bug.” Castle grunted. “You know you have to-”

“Answer your questions so you can file this away, yeah yeah I know the drill.” She dismissed his complaint with a little wave. “I’m basically an honorary cop at this point with how much I help you lot.”

“Far from it.” Frank snarled. “We follow rules. We have been picked to protect this city. We don’t swing and speed around the city wearing a stupid costume.”

“Oh don’t speak too soon officer.” Jitterbug pointed to his uniform which had been sewn back together after being torn again. “You can’t talk about close when yours is positively bursting at the seams.” Before Frank could rebuttal, she turned to Chris who was staring at her with wide eyes. “You must be new! I haven’t seen you around befor-”

“Chris williams!” He blurted and shook her hand. “It’s an honour to meet you mam. The work you do for this city is just-”

“Williams, why don’t you go help them with the Vulture while I deal with the bug.” Castle looked less than thrilled at the young man’s starstruck expression. The man swallowed and nodded, Jitterbug waved at him as he shuffled away with a red face.

“Don’t encourage him.”

She huffed and set her hands on her Lycra-clad hips. “Well soooorry that not every cop in this city hates me as much as you do castle.”

His lip raised just for a millisecond. “Don’t worry, they’ll get there.”

The white eyes of her mask narrowed. “Ha ha. You're hilarious really, you should do stand-up.”

“When you idiots put me out of a job I’ll get right on that.”

Castle asked her a series of questions, all of which she answered with specific detail of what exactly happened. Though the pair were less than fond of eachother, they worked well compared to the other heroes who just beat up the bad guy and left before the cops showed up. She gave them information and did her part when they weren’t there to help, but when they were she abided by their orders with minimal complaints.

Like tonight.

“Jesus Castle are you almost done?” Jitterbug groaned and leaned on her heels. “I got plans you know.”

The officer snorted and looked up from his report. “Really? I thought you superhero types retire back to your secret cave or where ever the hell you come from.”

Jitterbug huffed. “Well whether it’s a cave or an apartment complex, I gotta bolt.” In a quick blur the paper in front of him was completely filled out in neat handwriting, finished with a smiley face at the end.

That was another thing he hated about Jitterbug. Her goddamn super speed.

“Have a nice night officer!”

“Don’t you-”

Before he could finished the sentence she was already in the air, web slinging her way through the city and off to her home (at least that's where he assumed she was going).

The captain looked around him. The vulture had been captured, nobody had been hurt, and his report was finished and ready to be filed away, all while he still had enough time to go home and get some rest.

He watched her form flip and twirl through the night sky and couldn’t help but feel thankful for the web-slinging heroine.

At least one of these vigilantes is useful.

ayyy p1 is up!! Pls give me your feedback on this! This story won’t exactly have her and the frank from her universe falling in love just yet, but the next one will! I plan on doing a lot of fics with these two because lets be real I am now in love with this pairing you guys! Don’t feel shy to send me a message whether it be a request, advice or just saying hello! Hope you all have a good day! <3

@marvelobsessedteen

[incarnateirony]

One more P5 post

I wanna know how much time the creators spent arguing with people on twitter, considering the comments on the Phan-Site polls. Will put behind a cut.

I mean, they hit all sides from auto-believers, internet trolls, people who are like ITS STILL ILLEGAL!!! and THIS IS THE POLICE JOB pics or it didn't happen, whatever. But my favorites are "IF UR SO JUST, SHOW UR FACE", "I bet they're crying LOL", "Shibuya's fucked", "Hang in there you guys ;w;", "WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE", "world-famous fail looool", "kill this stupid website" or whatever else. Or the timeless “so wait, who do we hate?”

QUESTION: Do you believe in the Phantom Thieves? This poll is adopted on 4/15.

0-10%

"'of hearts?' What tryhards"

"I've been waiting for this!" 

"Isn't it just a prank?"

"Never even heard of them"

"Who made this site? Ridic"

"even kids aren't that dumb"

"gtfo with that shit LOL"

"is this a cult?"

"my friend says they're real!"

"sauce plz"

"viral marketing...?"

10-20%

"It's just a coincidence..."

"Petty criminals? Pointless"

"This is getting good!"

"Too elaborate for a prank"

"Vigilante justice is wrong."

"What about the pupils?"

"What's gonna happen now?"

"What's he gonna be hit w/?"

"i just can't"

"pics or it didn't happen"

"ppl really believe this? lmao"

"ppl who buy this... -_-"

"they can't catch EVERYONE"

"they're just making threats"

"thieves are the bad ones"

"was it rly a phantom thief?"

"what a joke"

QUESTION: Are the Phantom Thieves just? This poll is adopted on 6/11.

10-20%

"Akechi-kun is right!"

"Isn't it a crime?"

"It's called the law..."

"NO! justice ain't that simple"

"NO. They piss me off."

"Steal dem corrupt hearts!"

"They seem full of it, so NO"

"They're still thieves..."

"They've always been fishy..."

"This is the police's job."

"better be arrested soon"

"don't even bother with this"

"get off your high horse"

"hmm seems interesting"

"i hate Akechi, so YES???"

"if ur so just, show ur face"

"they're allies of justice."

"they're up to something"

"this has to be fake, lol"

"this is so immature."

20-30%

"Isn't it a crime?"

"Probably at least somewhat"

"They seem full of it, so NO"

"They're cool, so HECKYEAH!"

"They're still thieves..."

"get off your high horse"

"i dont buy into that stuff."

"of course not. done"

"that "justice" stuff is ehh"

"this is so immature."

30-40%

"both are crossing the line"

"fukkin hypocrites"

"get rekt, scumbags lmao"

"Hang in there you guys! ;w;"

"I bet they're crying LOL"

"Neither are just"

"Shibuya's fucked"

"they're both shit."

"What cheapass justice, lol"

60-70%

"AGAIN, YAAAAAAS!"

"Such annoying marketing"

"Their word is final."

"better than the cops"

"i bet it's worldwide news"

"justice was w/ the thieves."

"what a time to be alive"

80-90%

"Calling card! YAAAAAAS!"

"Exterminate his family too!"

"Here comes the apology rofl"

"I've been waiting for this"

"Leave everything to them~"

"Make him beg!"

"No apology yet? :["

"Ooh, a calling card! kekeke"

"SO MANY COMMENTS OMG"

"Take him out. It's an order"

"The world needs to see this!"

"They better not screw it up"

"Yeah, get that greedy CEO!"

"an apology isn't enough."

"become prime minister plz!!"

"dat okumura stock drop lol"

"destroy all evil!"

"let's hear from the workers!"

"no more big bang burg, lmao"

"stop fucking around"

"we're with you, p.thieves!"

"❤❤❤ Phantom Thieves ❤❤❤"

On 10/12, the support rate drops from the 90s to the 70s due to the death of Kunikazu Okumura.

70-80%

"Is he really dead...?"

"Now, who's next? ;)"

"Well that was disturbing..."

"die capitalist pigs!!!"

"whoa wtf"

On 10/13, the support rate drops a bit again to the 60s.

60-70%

"Awww, what a waste"

"Evil has perished."

"Gotta break a few eggs"

"So, whodunnit?"

"Were we deceived?"

"do we know how they do it?"

"eh, good riddance"

"killing ppl's a no-no"

"omg, the comments hahaha"

"omg, they went overboard lol"

"they got carried away..."

"what about his daughter?"

Over the next week, the support rates drops to the 50s, 30s, and then 20s.

""justice" sounds hollow now"

"—DELETED BY ADMIN—"

"Are the calling cards fake?"

"Blame the politicians too."

"Bloodthirsty killers!!!"

"Enough is enough!!!"

"Even Akechi's lost it"

"False charges happen, but..."

"Hurry and arrest them"

"Hurry up and execute them!"

"I dare to support them."

"I kiiinda sympathize..."

"I reported this website."

"I told you so..."

"I'm scared to go outside..."

"Is the admin an accomplice?"

"No hate-slinging, please!" (a message from the admin, Mishima)

"Officer, look!"

"Oh how far they've fallen"

"Pls don't kill me ;_;"

"Police were negligent too."

"Shut this site down!!!"

"That was traumatizing..."

"They must be punished."

"They need to be executed"

"They were screwing with us."

"They're assassins."

"Ugh. We were fooled."

"We can't leave them be"

"What about the politicians?"

"awful, they betrayed us"

"bring on the breakdowns~!"

"cant say w/o evidence"

"cmon, just kill everyone!"

"didnt expect much anyway"

"got anything better to do?"

"he had it coming, amirite?"

"id bet money on the rest"

"its just coincidence, yep"

"just turn yourselves in pls"

"lel, regret backin em yet?"

"lol dont be fooled so easy"

"lol, ppl still like them?"

"low expectations, ho!"

"media's garbage as expected"

"overhyped imo"

"p quick to switch sides lol"

"support went to shit lmao"

"tbh i just wanna troll, lol"

"their fans are guilty too"

"they even steal LIVES???"

"they're just suspects..."

"throw em in the slammer!"

"trash talking feels risky..."

"typical bandwagon, gg"

"uhh, yea they're evil"

"waste of tax money imo"

"wat do they want, anyway?"

"world-famous fail loool"

QUESTION: Are the Phantom Thieves innocent? This poll is adopted on 10/29.

Around 20%

"—DELETED BY ADMIN—"

"30 million yen OMG XD"

"Akechi-kun, save us!"

"Enough is enough!!!"

"False charges happen, but..."

"Is the admin an accomplice?"

"Oh how far they've fallen"

"Record-breaking evil"

"They gotta be arrested now"

"can't know w/o a trial"

"id bet money on the arrest"

"if ur innocent, show yourself"

"lol this place went to shit"

"ppl still stand by them?"

"that freaked me out omg"

"they're def guilty"

"they're freaking out hahaha"

"they're running loose rn..."

"this site pisses me off"

"waste of tax money imo"

"what if they are LOL"

"who cares either way?"

After the protagonist fakes his death, and approval drops to 0.3%.

"Akechi got the last laugh!"

"AKECHI IS BAE!!!"

"A worthy end for a villain"

"c'mon, leak his name!"

"Evil is destined to perish."

"he went down easy"

"hope things are safer now"

"Justice with Akechi!"

"Just like Akechi-kun said!"

"kid had it coming, lol"

"So did he do it or not!?"

"so he HAS to be guilty"

"The truth's lost to the void"

"We'll finally have peace"

"we do need a new authority..."

QUESTION: Do you support the Phantom Thieves? This poll is adopted on 12/7.

Around 0.8%

"a lil too late tho"

"dat comeback looool"

"I'd never support them"

"I'm getting confused..."

"I can't believe anybody..."

"i don't really care"

"Is Shido gonna apologize?"

"It's happening again..."

"just typical slander imo"

"lol no way i'd support them"

"may just be election shit"

"moar like phantom GRIEF"

"Must be tough for Shido-san"

"My scandal sense's tingling!"

"no one wants you thieves"

"phantom thieves WIN PLX!!!"

"political attack, REALLY???"

"ppl still defend them? lmao"

"Shido, just take the win"

"Shouldn't Shido explain?"

"Show yourself, Akechi!"

"smear campaigns are gross"

"So he didn't die..."

"srsly, a tv hijack?"

"Stay strong, Shido-san!"

"stop makin such a big deal"

"talk about election drama"

"they're still criminals"

"they can't take a hint"

"this country is effed up"

"this is a murder warning..."

"This isn't debunked yet?"

"this site's still up? :o"

"TV hijacking is terrorism!"

"was it the others? :o"

"was that statement a lie?"

"what about the election?"

"what a comeback..."

"Why isn't this on the news?"

"wow, ppl are desperate..."

QUESTION: Do the Phantom Thieves really exist? This poll is adopted on 12/19.

Around 19%

"And then, there were none"

"can't someone just fix it?"

"cmon thieves, say something"

"Enjoy prison, Mr. Shido~"

"even shido... FAIL"

"everyone, just disappear"

"Everyone was shameless"

"—GAME OVER—"

"go ahead & celebrate, idiots"

"I feel like an empty husk"

"im just like... so what"

"In the end, who's to blame?"

"i shoulda known better..."

"ive lost my will to live..."

"just destroy this country"

"kill this stupid website"

"my support was a waste"

"Next person please!"

"nobody asked for this"

"no thanks to those thieves"

"nothing changed. boringggg"

"Someone do something!"

"soooo is shido alive?"

"so wait, who do we hate?"

"so what WERE they??"

"The election was a farce."

"the future's screwed LOL"

"they're harshin my mellow"

"They better settle things"

"thinking hurts my brain"

"this country's done for"

"This is a stain on history"

"this is fucked up..."

"this is going nowhere"

"useless scum"

"we need answers"

"What's with this question?"

"who cares abt the election?"

"why'd we even bother"

"why this. even now???"

Then the dramatic final cut where everybody believes in them and it’s like # OF FANS ---> FAN POWER LEVELS ---> FIGHT Q( ‘-’Q )

[stories-you-wont-hear]

– due process. pt 2

pls enjoy and give love to our morally conflicted reader xoxo mira

@abcreid enjoy!

The following week, you behind a wooden desk next to Malcolm Randall and Andrew Bennett at his bail hearing. Although the boy had been let out of police custody, a fact unsurprising considering he was a spawn of the Bennett family, a bail hearing was required nonetheless. On Randall’s left sat Ben Harris and his lawyer, the charming blind man you had met at the police station when you had gone to pick up Andrew. “You Honor,” Randall addressed the judge, “We request that both Andrew and Benjamin be released on their own recognizance. They are both capable members of their fraternities at Columbia and I can assure you that they will show up for their court dates.” “Capable?” the ADA in charge of the case shot back, “They’re both accused of assaulting a fellow classmate. They’re certainly capable of doing something like that again if they were to be released.” The assistant district attorney that was handed this case was most certainly a capable lawyer, she was young but not too young. Ambition lit the fire in her eyes, that was something you envied, and you were sure she was not going to let Andrew Bennett out of this mess without a fight. What you worried was that Ben Harris was going to get caught in the crosshairs.

You had been the other boy a few days ago, him and Matthew Murdock having showed up at the Wesley Randall office to review certain things in the case. The plan was to ascertain in court that both boys had had a consensual encounter with the victim and that she had gotten drunk afterwards. DNA evidence showed that both boys had had relations with her, Benjamin had willingly offered his DNA and the ADA had managed to get a warrant for Andrew’s before arresting him. No one willingly offers their DNA, you thought to yourself as Matt made his own case to the judge, not unless they’re stupid or innocent. Ben Harris certainly didn’t come off as stupid to you. He was a good student, bright with a promising future. You were sorry that he had gotten caught up with a brat like Andrew Bennett. “The Bennett family is more than capable of making bail and I am sure they will make sure that these young men show up to court,” the judge began. The boys stood up straight, and you waited for the amount, fully knowing Charles Bennett would never have his son put in jail for any amount of time. “Bail is set at $1 million for the defendant Andrew Bennett. Bail is set at $50,000 for the defendant Benjamin Harris,” the judge declared.

Randall sighed beside you in relief while you were taken aback by Ben’s sudden turing to Matt. “I can’t afford that, Mr. Murdock,” he said urgently, his eyes widening in panic as court officers approached them. “Bail is taken care of,” you all heard a voice behind you. You turned to see Andrew’s mother, who had been sitting in the galley, “for both boys.” “Thank you, Mrs. Bennett,” Ben gushed, his shoulders visibly relaxing. Andrew, meanwhile, had not batted an eye, probably knowing that some member of his family would pay off the mere one million for his bail. “Come on, Drew,” she called, holding her hands out towards her son. He didn’t bother taking his mother’s hand, instead walking past her before she followed him out. “He’s a piece of work,” Matt remarked as that left you, Ben, and Randall as the rest of the courtroom cleared out. “Find me outs, Y/N,” Randall said before walking out. “You got it,” you nodded towards your boss, turning to face Matt and Ben. “Now what?” Ben asked, following the two of you as you also made your way out of the courtroom. “Now we work on your defense,” Matt explained, “We make this okay.” “Okay,” Ben replied softly. “Why don’t we head to my office?” Matt said, turning to you. You nodded in agreement before realizing he couldn’t see it. “Alright,” you spoke up a second later, your cheeks turning pink as you felt silly for not remembering that your co-counsel couldn’t see.

And yet, he seemed to know what button to push when the three of you made it to the elevator. He must have sensed your curious gaze on him as he leaned back against the elevator walls and explained with a smile, “The buttons have Braille on them.” “Right,” you said, nodding furiously. You seemed incapable of presenting yourself as anything but an absolute idiot around him, but Matt Murdock seemed to take all of it on without offense. The ride to the offices of Nelson and Murdock was silent, you were sure Ben had a lot on his mind. When the three of you had made your way to Hell’s Kitchen, you couldn’t help but compare the office you worked at to the minisculinity of Nelson and Murdock. You and Matt got out of the car and Matt leaned against the driver’s window, telling him to take Ben home, assuring the boy that they would take care of things. “Thank you, Mr. Murdock,” Ben replied with a gratuitous smile, something you knew you’d probably never see on Andrew Bennett’s face. With that, the town car went off to take Ben home and you and Matt turned to head up to his office. “It’s no Wesley Randall,” Matt remarked as you both made your way up the stairs. “I like it,” you replied as he pushed open the door that bore his name.

“Matt!” a a blonde man exclaimed as the two of you stepped into the offices of Nelson and Murdock. From the look of the otherwise empty office, you assumed that this man was the Nelson half of the firm. He confirmed this fact as he turned to you with a smile. “This must be the fancy lawyer from Wesley Randall,” he remarked as he stuck his hand out towards you, “Franklin Nelson.” “Relax Foggy,” Matt said as he took a seat at the table in the open area of the office, “She’s just like us normal folks.” You nodded in agreement, shaking Franklin’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Franklin,” you said as he gestured for you to take a seat. “Foggy,” Matt called out, a playful smirk across his face as he spoke to you, “As in foghorn, because he snores like one.” You looked back curiously at… Foggy, who was shoot dagger eyes at his partner in law. “Damn it, Matt,” he said, throwing his hands up in exasperation. You smiled back at Foggy assuredly as you sat down across from Matt, “I like Foggy.” Foggy nodded in concession, taking the seat next to you as he offhandedly asked you guys, “How’d the hearing go?” “The boys are out on bail,” you explained, lacing your fingers together as you rested your forearms against the table. “But Ben is scared,” Matt supplied, a look of genuine concern across his face. “He shouldn’t be,” you replied matter-of-factly, “He has good counsel. We’ll get him off.” “Andrew Bennett has good counsel because he can afford it,” Matt began slowly, “Ben Harris is innocent.” You weren’t offended at the remark at the Bennett family’s fortune because you yourself knew that was a matter of fact, but you were taken aback by the degree of conviction the other lawyer had in his client’s innocence.

“Your firm might prove guilty people are innocent for a living,” he continued, his voice void of malice, “But we protect innocent people.” You breathed in sharply, Matt didn’t mean offense in his words, but it was the fact that he said “we” that hurt you. You wanted to be like him, but you couldn’t. “Matt has a way of just knowing,” Foggy explained to you. “Knowing when people are innocent?” you asked, your tone bordering on incredulous. You might defend people who were guilty but how the hell did this man know who was innocent for sure? “Ben Harris is innocent,” Matt said with a degree of finality. “Okay,” you agreed for the sake of agreeing. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Ben. He seemed like a good kid, unlike the other entitled fools in the frat Andrew Bennett was part of. Matt relaxed his shoulders a little, beginning to explain to you the details of Ben’s side of the case. You had done your due diligence and had researched whatever you could about him, but Matt’s account of Ben’s side of the story softened you a bit towards the boy.

Ben was as different from Andrew as you could get. He grew up with a single mother in Queens and had worked his way to a scholarship to Columbia from merit. He was a bright boy and had befriended Andrew Bennett his first semester there and the two of them had joined their frat together, Andrew because all the men in his family did and Ben because Andrew did it. “They’re friends,” Matt continued to explain, “but they’re different.” Ben’s side of the story was that the girl was interested in him, and vice versa, and the two of them had slept together before the girl had gotten intoxicated. That was why Ben had willingly given his DNA to the police. The problem for them was that the girl couldn’t remember it. Randall counted on this very fact, based on the story that Andrew had told them, that the girl had also slept with him before she had gotten intoxicated and just couldn’t remember it. “The ADA is going to be relentless when pursuing Bennett,” Foggy remarked, “They’re trying to crack down on cases like this, especially with the Bennett family’s prominence. The DA’s office is gonna want to come off as hard on crime for everyone, regardless of social status.” You nodded in agreement, reading between Matt’s words to affirm what you already know. Ben was going down with Andrew if that’s what it came to. “You think your client is innocent, but mine isn’t,” you pointed out amidst the silence that had settled for a moment. Foggy looked tensely from you to Matt as you waited for him to answer. “Yes,” he said honestly, and you settled back against your seat, not wanting to verbally agree with him. If Matt Murdock wanted to believe that Ben was innocent, let him. It was that your own fear that he was innocent creeping up on you that bothered you.

The two of you got to work going through witness statements and other evidence as you decided how to build your argument in court. While Wesley had entrusted Andrew’s defense to Randall, Randall had handed it off to you. You weren’t sure if it was because he didn’t seem to like the Bennett boy or if it was because he didn’t want to get his hands dirty, morally speaking. You also weren’t sure whether you were willing to let your morals cave any further. “You know,” Matt spoke up, gaining your attention away from your own doubtful thoughts, “Foggy and I opened this firm to help people in the way we can. It helps us sleep at night.” “As if you sleep a night,” Foggy remarked with a short laugh before clearing his throat. Matt quickly turned the conversation back to you, pulling your attention from Foggy’s comment, “I’m just saying that you can help people, Y/N. The way you want.” You sighed wearily, shaking your head.

You need this job, that was what you had said when you had taken the offer at Wesley Randall after interning there. As you listened to Foggy and Matt recount their own days at Landman and Zack, a firm very much like Wesley Randall; made a lot of money and consisted of soulless lawyers. They talked about how they were offered positions but turned them down and you couldn’t help but wonder what your life would be like if you had taken the same route. Maybe you’d be happier, Matt and Foggy certainly seemed to. The two of them laughed about something while you excused yourself, getting your bag to leave. “I’ll contact you if anything comes up, Y/N,” Matt said, both him and Foggy getting up as you got your things together. “You’re welcome any time here,” Foggy said with a smile, and you felt a part of you relax into the comfort that Foggy and Matt brought you. It was nothing like the clinical atmosphere of Wesley Randall, Clara being the exception. “Thanks, Foggy,” you replied with a smile, heading towards the door, Matt following you to walk you out.

You both stood outside the door of the building for a bit, you looking down at your feet as Matt said something about the case. “How do you do it?” you asked suddenly, to which his brow wrinkled in confusion. “How do you know when people are innocent?” you asked, your voice carrying uncharacteristic urgency. “I’m a good judge of character,” he replied after a moment of contemplation. You scoffed, there he went with that bullshit explanation. “How do you know Andrew is guilty?” you asked, looking up at Matt’s face. “How do you know he is?” Matt shot back, and in your haste you forgot the fact that you were supposed to be defending him. “He has no regard for the situation, he just doesn’t care. Every time I look at him, I remember every damn case where I defended a person who probably did it but had enough money to get us to prove that they didn’t. Andrew Bennett is just another entitled brat who is going to get off just because his dad has the money to get him off,” you rattled off, heat creeping across your face as you winded down your outburst. “Then why defend him, Y/N?” Matt exclaimed, stepping towards you as he reached one hand towards your arm to ground you. “Because it’s what I do,” you sighed, “I sold my soul, Matt.”

Minutes passed by as the two of you stood there, the streetlight lighting the otherwise dim sidewalk. You didn’t feel sorry for yourself but you felt contempt for the path you chose and you worried that Matt would look down upon you for having done so. “It’s not easy,” Matt said finally, “Foggy will tell you that for sure. He didn’t want to turn down Landman and Zack.” You nodded, knowing exactly how good of an offer they must have made the two of them. “But we did,” he continued, squeezing your arm to prompt you to look at him. “Buy your soul back,” he said softly, and for the first time in a long time, you saw a bit of light in your life. Matt and Foggy were good people. You had known them all of a couple hours, but you knew it. You also knew that you weren’t like them. He squeezed your arm once more before turning back to head inside, leaving you to stand there thinking about his words. “I don’t know if I can,” you said into the empty street.

[kurainburdened]

POKEMON AU pls.... bc i know ur passionate abt pokemon and honestly Me Too

III LOVE YOU!!! I WAS PLANNING ON MAKING THIS A THING WHERE I ADD IN THE SENDERS MUSE INTO THE HCS BUT MAYA AND YOUR MUSE NEVER INTERACTED WHICH IS A CRIME!!! Dont tell edgeworth or she might get arrested lol. But anway!! I want to do stuff with you!!

ALSO THANK YOU FOR SENIDNG THIS BECAUSE THATS REALLY SWEET OF YOU AND IM REALLY TOUCHED YOU REMEMERED I LOVE POKEMON

Number 1

Mayas first pokemon, funny enough isnt a ghost type, but a normal type. See, in the pokemon verse Mayas background is basically the same. The Fey village is basically unchanged in this worly except for one thing. On a certain part of the mountainside is a forest that travellers tend to get lost in for ages. Many report hallucinations as being the main cause for this so it’s kind of cut off. Maya, being the rebel she is, of course wanders it in hopes of conquering it. Her sister is usually the voice of reason and really it would only take her being like. what if youre lost forever or something to scare her into staying but shes not ther so into the forest she goes! It’s there that she finds a waterfall and goes there to train constantly. She tries and tries to channel spirits and one day, she succeeds! Or so she thinks. The first time she thinks she’s channeled another spirit, she sees herself as the spirit she’s been trying to channel, sees her now-possessed body moving and acting on it’s own. When she runs back to the village to tell her story, she’s told that she couldn’t have channeled a spirit because if she did she would’ve been unconscious. 

Confused Maya goes back and tries again only to get the same result. After a bit of investigating Maya realizes the source of travelers getting lost and the hallucinations is due to a stantler. This Stantler saw Maya, this little girl training so hard that it took pity on her, and wanting to help in the only way it could let her see herself channeling a spirit. At first Maya is crushed and upset at the pokemon for giving her false hope but quickly forgives it and thanks it for wanting to help. The pokemon soon takes on this kind of caring role for Maya, along with also being her only playmate seeing as the other girls in the village are kind of distant with her. Her being the heir to the Master title and Morgan instructing them to listen to her and listen to all her selfish desires, leading to them being resentful of her. Anyway, also to build off of that. Once Mayas sister dies, she asks the Stantler to let her see her Sister again. And thats like a thing she did for awhile before telling it to stop because it became this painful reminder of something she could never do which is channel her sister. Actually fun fact she asked the stantler to show her her mother but was heartbroken when it basically gave her the answer that it couldnt because Maya didn’t have the memory of her mothers face anymore. Anyway. One time when shes particularly heartbroken and hopeless she laments in the forest to herself how shes so useless and cant do anything right. How she hates herself for being this way. Hates herself for not being able to compare to Mia or her mother. At this point she sees the image of her sister saying shes proud of her. Maya is angry at Stantler for showing her such a horrible lie and runs away. Only to later be told by the pokemon that it wasn;t trying to make her see her sister say that, rather it was the only way of communicating that even if no one else appreciated her, it was proud of her. 

ANYWAY ENOUGH OF STANTLER ON TO NUMBER 2

That’s right another in depth backstory for another pokemon hopefully not as long lol

The next on the list is a primeape that lives in the forest, training with sawk and throh. It kind of ended up getting abandonned by it’s trainer in a place where this breed of pokemon aren’t really found but it’s found it’s place with the sawk and throh so it doesn’t mind too much. It ended up earning it’s respect with good old fashioned fighting and is kind of in a ‘king of the forest’ position. Scary and intimidating and bent on establishing its dominance to all that challenge it! Anyway, while Maya is exploring the mountainside of her village she finds out about it and it’s plain to see that Primeape has a certain amount of respect among the other fighting types. After having seen a cool tv episode where the hero challenges the strongest of the strong a really young Maya decides to do the same, announcing loudly when the pokemon is alone that she’s here to challenge the pokemon to a duel to the death! She runs up throws her small fist at the might and strong pokemon!

To which, not wanting to hurt this strange small child, primeape falls over dramatically, clutching the side which she hit and lets its tongue flop out all goofy in the hopes of appeasing her. Maya, not really sure what to do, honestly not even having thought this far ahead starts getting worried for the pokemon and starts crying to which it quickly gets up in a panic to reassure her its ok. From there it kind of takes on this older brother position with her. Also playing with her, letting her grab onto it as she swings throughout the trees. 

Goodness this Maya is turning out to be much more of a wild child than her aa counterpart. She’s not exactly strong, but she’s more athletic I’d imagine in this version. More nimble but can definitely have her clumsy moments on occasion. 

putting last three under cut cause THIS IS LONG. IF YOURE ON MOBILE IM SO SORRY

Number three!

Goodness I stuffed way too much into those other HCs but onto Phoenix! Anyway this also remains for the most part unchanged. What you think the pokemon world doesn’t need lawyers? Anyway, quick tanget but trainers arent really…it’s not a sustainable lifestyle, most people do it as a way of coming of age before moving into the respective field they took interest in during their travels. So no, if you have a pokemon au you don’t have to be some professional trainer. Professional battles are like a sport and trainers are athletes. Sure people enjoy it on the side but it’s NOT the norm to make it a living off of it. You have to be smart and strategic in a very complicatedf sport that takes a LOT  of training and it’s not like in the game where if you spam tackle after walking around for 5 seconds you gain XP. its more like you’re a coach training 6 athletes in how to train their bodies in the best way possible while coming up with tons of game plans. 

anyway tangent over. Phoenix is a lawyer and this taking place in the pokemon world only lends itself towards there being much more factors to consider when thinking of how murders occured. Her life with Phoenix for the most part remains unchanged but as a side note Maya encounters a lot of pokemon along the way during her travels with phoenix. She thinks strong heroic looking pokemon are cool so she tends towards pokemon like sawk and throh or conkeldurr. OH AND IVE BEEN SETTING THIS IN SPECIFICALLY UNOVA AND ONLY RESEARCHING THE UNOVA DEX FOR MAYA ND THE POKEMON THAT SURROUND HER. 

I feel like.. Audino might enter theyre little group at one point? Like Stantler comes with her when she leaves the mountain cause Stantler is a worrywart and Maya is a mess and has never been down to the big city, but Primeape is more trusting in Maya and her abilities and knows shes much stronger than a lot of people give her credit for. He doesn’t come down the mountain to be with her until much later just cause he has a pack to guide. Actually the pokemon it leaves in charge is like another pokemon Maya is close with since it was primeapes apprentice and maya and this pokemon were kids together and kind of were the babies of the pack ANYWAY SORRY TANGENT. 

aNYWAY AUDINO. A while back Audino were attempted to be integrated into crime fighting in some way since the way theyre psychic powers work they’d be able to sense overwhelming…i guess malevolence or evil or bad intentions but like. It’s just REALLY unhealthy for them and it really signifigantly lessens their lifespans just cuase all the negativity eats away at them emotionally and one of the pokemon, it’s really old honestly like it was one of the pokemon that originally was part of this attempt to integrate these pokemon with the police force and was luckily enough like it survived long enough for them to end the program and it just…can’t endure being around negativity anymore like it’s really stressful so it enjoys being around Maya just cause she is really kindhearted and senstive and good and the Wright office is filled with kind hearted people so it just takes comfort being there. It doesn’t really leave the office though and while it’s there for everyone it really does belong to Maya for the most part. 

THATS JUST AN IDEA I HAVE THOUGH IDK IF ILL MAKE THAT PART OF HER CANON

Im kind of just going off on differen points in this one huh. Like the other wre a story here im just like SO MANY DIFFERENT THINGS. 

Number 4 (where diana tries to stop being ADHD and hopefully doesnt fail miserably)

Honestly you’d think being part of a back of fighting types would make her more suited towards groups and make her less selfish. Spoiler alert. It didn’t  If you think Maya is good at making people do what she wants now you shouldve seen her when she was a kid. Though it also means shes got a entire pack of fighting types who will die for her and if you make her cry you better be sorry. and if youre not you’re going to be.  

Oh and also dont think that just cause Maya is a forest girl that oh shes strong and knows how to fight cause like. She really doesn’t. Honestly the pokemon around her kind of coddled her and outside of her gaining enough stamina to hold up against running around with her pokemon friends she’s not really….all that much stronger. She doesn’t know how to fight either. She can jsut run really fast and is more likely to attempt more dangerous things that she’s seen other pokemon do cause WHY NOT. She basically just has more dangerous influences lol

Number 5 cause i want to wrap this up a bit

Oh boy now what can i do for a fifth one lets see… see the thing is Maya is basically the same between the two versions of her except for certain like physical differents that I just listed. 

I guess here’s one but she doesn’t….she’s not a good trainer. Like her team, right now, is an old man of an Audino. A Stantler that can only do hallucinations and is kind of bad at fighting and then this powerhouse of a Primeape. 

The Primeape is a GREAT fgighter but tends to keep to the mountains unless it starts missing her and comes downt o visit real quick. Her other two are just…weak. Maya though is really good at thinking on her feet so she can use what her pokemon do have to come up with some great strategies. Thought his doesnt reall come out unless shes backed up against the wall. See the reason why everyone percieves Maya as stupid and useless is because that’s how she percieves herself. Maya for the most part does what she can in what she think she can do but doesn’t really let her true intellect show because shes convinced shes an idiot. She kind of jokes around with bad ideas but she really is quick on her feet and good in a clutch.

So the only time you see her good skills with her pokemon and coming up with inventive ways for these basically powerless pokemon to get her out of tight situations is when literally shes by herself, there’s no one else to rely on and lives are on the line.

[ziva-david]

I've had a little Ellick scenario in my head for a while but Im not a writer so I thought a good writer might want to do something with it. ~So after a particualrly dangerous mission where Ellie put her life in danger (more than they all already were) she notices Nick has been weird with her, like snapping and staring when he thinks she's not looking so getting tired of it she decides to confront him. (Feat. a heated argument that stops abruptly when someone kisses the other. You choose who)

Hi, my inbox is full with requests, and I will get to all of them eventually. I promise!! Life has just been very hectic and I have had no time to write. I really appreciate all of your kind words, and how patient you all have been. This story is a bit different than the original request. I hope you like how it turned out nony (that is my lame nickname for anonymous, lol)

Here is the ao3 link for those that would rather read there. (p.s. its 3 am where i am located and this is unbeat’ed since no one is awake. I hope their isn’t a lot of mistakes and if you notice any message me pls)

For the past week, Nick Torres had been the bane of Eleanor Bishops existence. Throughout their two years of working together he would always tease her, prank her, drive her crazy as their fellow team member, Timothy McGee would put it. Over the past seven days though, Nick had gone from a teammate who she deeply trusted and considered to be her friend, to a complete and total asshole. It baffled her mind as to why he did a complete 180 in his personality and how he treated her.

They were investigating a murder of a petty officer, and as they looked further into the case they discovered the victims son was being bullied at his school and was going to bring a gun in hopes of killing his bullies. NCIS was the first law enforcement agency to arrive to the high school, so they took charge of the scene. All members of the major crimes response team: Gibbs, McGee, Torres, and herself entered the building, to end the situation.

Ellie ended up being the one who found the petty officers son. Although she did not agree with what he was doing, as being someone who was once in his shoes she empathized with him. And Ellie did not want to go back to his home to inform his mother of another death in their family. She couldn’t, that woman was broken enough as it is.

Ellie negotiated with him in a classroom full of students for hours. She told him how she herself had been in his position, how much his mother loved him, the fact that he had not shot anyone yet so his life was not over. He could get help, and she would help him.

Just as she was starting to calm him down, one of the students in the room decided to try and be the hero and tackle the shooter. Ellie was quickly able to diffuse the situation and no one got shot. After that the petty officers son’s movements became jerky and sporadic, Ellie knew the likelihood of a sniper, set up on the roof next to them, shooting him tripled. This caused Ellie to do the exact opposite of what was protocol and instead she followed her gut. She placed herself between him and the window to make it so the sniper no longer had a clear shot. No one was going to die there not on her watch.

Eventually, she convinced him to let everyone else out of the classroom. It was just them, and he finally decided to surrender. As he was handing Ellie his gun a sudden commotion went on outside and the gun just went off and she was flat down on the ground.

The other agents barged into the room as soon as they heard the gun was shot. McGee and Gibbs arrested the student who immediately surrendered with his arms in the air. Torres was the one to run to her, he was the one that checked on her injuries and told her it hit her bullet proof vest. She was going to be okay.

Ellie was given two days off to heal and recuperate. The next day when returned to work Nick had been a completely different person. It was like he had a lobotomy and that’s what remained, or maybe he was kidnapped and replaced by an evil clone. Those were the only explanations Ellie could come up with no matter how irrational they seemed to be. One flaw in both options, although there were already many, was that his attitude only changed towards her. To every other Agent at NCIS he acted as his normal self and it irritated her to the point where she saw red.

One minute he act like an overprotective brother, while the other he would turn into a snappy middle school girl. Whenever she contributed anything to their case he would always second guess and argue with whatever she said. She could barely stand to be in the same room as him anymore and was starting to thank the heavens that McGee switched desks after Tony left. Because she could not handle having to look across at Nick Torres for several hours a day. He was across the room from her and it was bad enough. Ellie wished that Alex Quinn still worked with them because in the previous formation of the desks in the squad room, Nick would face away from her. Instead, his desk faced hers and she got to deal with him staring at her all week. He thought he was being inconspicuous, but even when she wasn’t looking she could feel his eyes on her. Before, she use to love all the glances he would throw her way, it was their way of silent communication. Now, Ellie felt like a weak prey, while Nick was the thirsty predator taunting her and never letting her know when he would attack.

The final straw that broke the camel’s back, or whatever equivalent idiom that could be used, was when he snapped at her in front while they were interviewing a witness. Not only was it disrespectful and inappropriate, it was just plain humiliating.

Once the interview was complete, she took the car keys straight out of his hands. She let him drive earlier as a way to be nice and hopefully let him take the giant stick up his ass, and now she was pissed. On their drive back to the navy yard she probably broke at least five traffic laws while she drove.

“Jesus, Bishop! Will you slow down you’re going to get us killed.” Nick yelled.

“Will you shut up?” Ellie asked while slamming her foot on the breaks for the red light. The sudden jerk of the car caused Nick to slam into his seat, although it was satisfying to see that happen it did not alleviate any of the anger she felt.

“Okay, seriously, what the hell?” He asked as he gripped the grab handle above the passenger door for balance. His knuckles turned white from how hard he held it

“You’re actually asking me that question?” She seethed, as soon as the traffic light turned green her foot was back on the gas. “I need you to just shut up. It’s bad enough being stuck in this car with you the least you can do is not speak me to me.”

She was too mad to talk, what she needed was to just sit and think. If Ellie was forced to act she knew would revert back to her days as child and physical fist fights with her older brothers.

The rest of the short car drive was silent, no radio played in the background, the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of both fuming agents.

After the car was parked and went onto the elevator, Nick hit the stop button causing the aluminum box they were contained in to become stationary.

“I should’ve taken the stairs” Ellie muttered to herself wishing she was anywhere but there. It was too small and compact she needed as much space between her and Torres as possible; like an entire ocean.

“You ready to talk now?” Nick asked her calmly. She noticed his finger fidget like they always do when he is irritated.

“No, but might as well do it anyways.” She replied in a voice filled with venom, as she turned perpendicular to the elevators so they would face one another.

She took in one big breath and exhaled it before she started.

“I’m sick and tired of you acting like some Neanderthalic misogynist towards me. What you did to me in front of that suspect was completely disrespectful.”

His eyebrows raised in a look of shock at her response.

“I’m a misogynist?” He repeated raising his eyebrow in shock.

“You know what they say, looks like a duck, quacks like a duck…” She smiled at him. It wasn’t a genuine one, it was her stooping to his level on the asshole scale. Not that it’s actually a quantifiable thing, but if it was, a picture of Nick’s face would be at the top level.

He laughed at her response, his mouth mirroring her fake smile.

“I’m serious, Nick. The way you have been treating me is totally disrespectful. You snap at me for no reason, and you second guess every decision I make. And I’ve been trying to let it slide, hoping you would get your head out of your ass, but how you treated me today was the last straw. I’m done.” She seethed, stopping for a couple of moments to take a breathe and attempt to slow down her heart rate. “Look, I thought you were my friend, but you’re obviously not. And that’s okay, we don’t have to be, we can just be coworkers. Where we are right now, I’m having a hard time trusting you. I can’t depend on you when we’re in the field with the way you’re acting.”

“You’re having a hard time trusting me? That’s rich coming from you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“How am I supposed to trust your decisions when I know what you did at the school, Ellie?” His voice whimpered when he said her name. “Ellie, God, when I went into the classroom after the gun went off and I saw you on the floor - I… I thought you were dead. And every time I look at you now, I just see you lying on the ground of that classroom. I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting, but you’re haunting me. Every night I have dreams of us at the school, but you don’t make it.” He cracked at that admission. Nick, the guy who’s always standing, slide down the wall of the elevator and just sat on the shabby grey carpet.

Ellie sat down beside him, she was still mad as hell, but she understood where he was coming from.

“And I know it’s no excuse for the way I’ve been acting, and I’m sorry I’ll stop. I prom-” his speech was abruptly cut off by quick peck on the lip from Ellie. It ended as quickly as it started, his lips slowly following hers as she pulled away. “Huh?” Nick dumbfoundedly said.

“You’ve worked with Gibbs for two years and you still say sorry?” Ellie laughed, “I appreciate the sentiment though” She added giving him an actual smile as she stood up. “Look we work in hectic jobs, and we put our lives in each other’s hands. I need to know that you can trust me.”

“I do. I trust you, I promise.” Nick said as he got up from the floor. Ellie pushed the emergency button, so the elevator would start running again.

“And Nick,”

“Yeah?”

The elevator door binged, signaling the doors were about to open.

“If you ever act that way again, I will go Oklahoma on you, and kick your ass.” Ellie threatened before entering the squad room.

“I don’t doubt it for a second.” Nick whispered to himself with a smile on his face as he exited the elevator.

(He wanted to ask her about the kiss and what it meant, but decided to wait until later. It was only a minute ago that she stopped wanting to kill him. He wasn’t going to press his luck.)

[onlyjihoons]

policeman!jihoon pt.1

a/n;special thanks to my bff @chaeyolks for helping me do this rlly pretty moodboard! also, a last minute idea of mine to write about policeman!jihoon… it came from a dream too

warning: mention of alcohol, please drink wisely; also this is written in the time where all members are legal                       “you’re illegal, why are you even a police officer?”

patched to the violent crimes division but his looks doesn’t fit the job?? like hey, how can someone have such flowery looks and be a police officer in the violent crimes division??

though he interned for it when he was in uni, and enjoys his job

and also one of the few interns that manage to stay professional

he just doesn’t like to,, deal with violence??

and the mentions of murders just makes his blood run cold

nonetheless he manages to nab the culprit without fail

learnt taekwondo during his intern days and has a 6th don black belt

teaches little kids taekwondo in his free time to earn some more disposable income

ngl the moms all want their kids to be under jihoon just so they can talk to him LOL

his position in the police station is ever-changing

like,, he could be in the detective department for a month

and a patrolling department for another

whatever job that has been tasked to him, he does it really well

whenever girls ask him what his job was, he would be honest and tell then that he’s in the police force

all the girls would swoon,, like jihoon in a police uniform??

arrest me pls

but he always declines them for drinks because he has to be somewhat awake 24 hours

and he never had interest in girls

he was notorious for being a complete asshole to girls back in high school

he wasn’t a fuccboi

but just,, lead them on and tell them he never had interest in them

he didn’t fuck, by the way

just playing with girls’ feelings

however is really soft and gentle with kids

there was one time he saw a lost kid at the mall crying and immediately ran to pick him up and comfort him

didn’t even bother going to the information counter because he found the kid’s mom in 5 minutes LOL

fellow police officer!daniel always drags him along to clubs to mingle with strangers and dance

and get girls

but jihoon always settles for apple juice or mocktail, nothing alcoholic

until he day he met you

to be honest, you knew jihoon since high school

he was one of the popular ones, you were one of the quieter ones

you knew of each others’ existence, but you guys never talked

you were in the club for undercover duties,, because apparently there were cases of sleazy dudes tryna spike girls’ drinks

and you’re there to bust them

meanwhile, jihoon ordered his first alcoholic drink, thanks to daniel

it wasn’t anything strong, but jihoon was unsure himself of his alcohol tolerance

he did let loose a little, tried to sober himself up by dancing at the dance floor

you were taking your seat at the bar, with fellow undercover police officer!baejin(y’all im sorry i had to)

you weren’t allowed to drink so you just ordered a passion fruit and mint cooler

guys trying to shoot double takes at you often give up, at the sight of baejin’s intimidating face LOL

but tipsy jihoon staggered to you, and winked

“what is a pretty lady doing at a baAArrrr?!111″

“uhm, sir, i think you’re drunk–”

“i”M nOt DrUnk bAEEbY, hUnny dO yOu kNow whO I aM?!” jihoon slurred

“no, i think we–”

“i’M iNSpEctOr pArK jJEehOOOn, work– in tHe GaNGnAM pOlIcE StaSHUNNN”

baejin could only laugh at the scene that was unfolding, he knew jihoon as an acquaintance as they have interned together before

“y/n, he’s inspector park jihoon under the violent crimes department.”

park jihoon, sounds oddly familiar

“what is a drunk inspector doing at a bar?” you snickered

“beats me,” baejin shrugged, “i think we should call it a day, daniel-hyung is here anyway.”

“then what are we gonna do about this,” you pointed to jihoon, who was now slumped over the table, “inspector?”

“let’s just bring him to the police station, we need to report there anyway.”

so now with jihoon on baejin’s back, walking to the car

“cAnn I bUYYYY yOu a DrIIIINKkkkkkk”

“no you can’t, you’re out of the club” baejin huffed, hoisting jihoon into the backseat of the car

you sat at the backseat of the car, to make sure jihoon doesn’t puke 

“dAAnIeLLLL hYunGGGg i HaTe yOuuuu,,,,, wHy dO yOu alllllWays aSK mE to Get yOOU gUUUURrrlssss??!?!”

this was really humourous, so you decided to record whatever nonsense jihoon was saying in his drunken state

“lieutenant hWanGGGGg wHY dO yOU alWAYSSSS /hiccups/ cHangE mY dEPARtmeeeeNt?1 aM i dOing nOt gooOOOOD enOUgggh??”

luckily, the police station was just a 5-minute drive from the club, and this time you tried to carry jihoon on you back

“y/n, i can do it–”

“it’s okay, i can handle him.”

and damn, it was quite a sight, a girl carrying a man on his back to a police station

“y/n, its nice to– oh my god” minhyun sees jihoon on your back, then hides his face in his hands

“lieutenant hwang, i found inspector park at the club im going undercover for, and he seems drunk.”

“did he do anything?”

“no, except asking sergeant bae for a drink, and asking me what i’m doing in a club, sir”

you whipped out your phone and showed minhyun the video recording of jihoon’s drunk talking,, minhyun was trying hard not to laugh, his face was turning red

“sir, inspector park even–” baejin tried to add on, but you covered his mouth

“if there is nothing, sir, we will take our leave.” you bowed, dragging baejin along with you

once the both of you were out of the station, you pulled baejin’s ear,,

“yah bae jinyoung-ssi, do you want me to lose my job?!”

“no, i was–”

“i’ll tell lieutenant hwang to give you extra duty, he likes me more than you anyway”

“y/f/n, i’m 1 year older than you.”

“hwang minhyun is my brother–”

“oKAY YOU WIN”

the next day, jihoon wakes up with a splitting headache

and realises that he isn’t at home

he’s at the police station

with a newspaper on top of him

he wasn’t in his office,

but the lieutenant’s office

he was highkey fucked

as soon as he tried to escape, he bumped into minhyun

“good morning, inspector park.” minhyun smiled, handing him a cup of coffee

“g-good morning, lieutenant hwang.”

“so what happened last night?” minhyun took his seat across jihoon

“l-last night?” jihoon gulped

“my sister had to carry you to the police station, inspector park.”

“y-your sister?”

“sergeant y/l/n”

“w-who..?”

minhyun showed jihoon the recording of him yesterday, jihoon could only smile grimly, with his head down low

“can you explain yourself?”

“i, am gravely wrong, lieutenant hwang.”

“i’m glad you know that, and i heard you called y/n pretty?”

“p-p-pretty?!”

“yeah, sergeant bae told me you tried to hit on her.”

jihoon hid his face in his hands, as minhyun patted his back

“don’t worry, i won’t tell the higher ups about this, i’ll just give you extra duty.”

to be continued…

[limpblotter]

Give me Sloane and hurley fluff pls I beg

Goldcliff was silent for the moment. One of the mostprosperous cities around had one of the best police and militia forces tomatch. Hurley dressed in her white martial arts hi, staring down at her newbadge. “Lieutenant” she giggled to herself polishing her badge a bit. Being aHalfling her size and good natured spirit wasn’t exactly seen as a plus in thefield of law enforcement. Captain Captain Bane had little hope for her otherthan using her light footed sneaking for bait or decoys. But now? Oh howdy,Hurley had long proven herself a strong police-halfling. Her size mattered notwhen these hands got into their martial art positions.

In early Fall she was looking at a fancy new promotion witha fancy new job of patrolling and keeping the piece in Goldcliff. Moreimportantly she was making the city a better place one apple cider donut at atime. Hurley leaned up against her wagon, watching as the citizens of Goldcliffwent about their day, mostly diving into the bank, one of their modern marvelsaround here to do some investments.

“Another day” she smiled opening her mouth to chow down onsomething good when she heard a small scream, “TO DO GOOD” Hurley immediatelythrew herself into her wagon and smacked the reigns on the horse. The animalwhinnied before taking off down two streets getting to the source of thescream. Hurley jumped out of the window of her wagon and held out her badge.“Lieutenant Hurley of the Goldcliff militia reporting for duty, what is youremergency!”

As Hurley truly looked at the situation she realized it wasnothing more than a group of human children, dressed warmly in front of severalpiles of leaves. In conclusion? No danger, just kids screaming and having funon a lovely autumn day. “Oh…sorry I just—“

“YOU RUINED IT” Pointed a little girl with her mittencovered hand. Hurley followed the girl’s accusatory finger to a pile of crushedleaves under the wheel of her wagon, along with a trail of hooves and tiremarks that leveled a few other piles. “Mean police lady” the little girl whined,softly sniffling.

“Woah, woah now-now local police officer is um…on the caseto save your leaf piles” Hurley smiled as she started to crouch down.

“But lady, you’re the one who ruined our piles there is nocase—“ one child began but was immediately cut off by Hurley’s forced laughter.

“Whoever did this will pay but in the mean time I’ll fixthese piles right up for you kids, because local hero Hurley is on the job.”

Four newly constructed piles of multicolored leaves later,Hurley was dusting off her hands. “You know its not always action.” She spoketo herself as she leaned up against her wagon. “It’s the little things, keepingthe kids happy, the people going is what makes this job worth it.” She had juststarted to close her eyes when her stone of farspeech blared with CaptainCaptain’s Bane’s panicked voice on the other end.

“HURLEY! WE GOT A SPEEDER GOING DOWN MAIN STREET HEADING THETO THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY. THE PERP AS RUN OVER 3 WAGONS, FEW INJURIED.”

“I am on it!” Hurley got into her wagon excitedly, as herhorse gave her a dull look. “What? I said ‘not always’ but now its time for thereal part of the job!” She flicked the reigns and took off.

Hurley made her way to the main road and felt a sonic boomfrom behind her blast her wagon to its side, the horse free from its reigns andstartled too off without her. When she looked up, half dazed from the attackshe could see what she could only make out to be  a wagon without a horse pushing it along. Itthrobbed with arcane power and more importantly sped off at dangerous speedsnarrowly missing pedestrians.

Hurley immediately got to her feet and started running asfast as she could, one hand grasping her stone of farspeech she yelled. “LieutenantHurley, I’m on pursuit of the speeder, I need backup on an 8 block perimeter, andthe perp seems to be operating some acrane powered wagon at dangerousvelocities.” She hung up hanging the same left as the wagon watching it racedown another street. Trailing behind wouldn’t do, at the rate she was going she’dlose them in an instant. “EXCUSE ME” Hurley stopped a wagon and began to climbup the back.

“What do you think you’re doing!?” the man growled as Hurleybounced from the top of the wagon to a nearby ledge of the building and hoistedherself up. “You’re nuts!”

“No, I’m on the job!” She saluted the man and took off. Shebounced from rooftop to rooftop following the trail of high speed dust leftfrom the raging wagon. She noticed it crossed into a dead end and Hurleysmirked, it was time to crack down the law. She leapt from the rooftop down tothe alley and held out her badge and a glowing hand. “Stop! You are underarrest!”

“For what?” A woman’s figure stood there, her voice low andsomewhat…sleepy. She had a sensual like drawl to her voice. As the elven womanturned, tossing her slick black hair over her shoulder she smiled at thehalfing Hurley softly. “Have I done something wrong, officer?”

Hurley stood there. She took in the beautiful, tall, slenderdark haired elf and felt her cheeks flush. Then looked around her and realizedthere was nothing there. “Wait—I was following a …wagon and it had no horse andit was going really fast! IT turned here, Where did it go?!” She glared at thewoman then got closer. “I’ll have to take you downtown to answer some questions.”

“No need, any questions you have I’ll be happy to answer. Aslong as I ask you one.”

“YOU DON’T GET TO ASK ANYTHING!”

“A name would be nice. I’m Sloane.” She smiled throughHurley’s aggressive retort. Hurley felt guilty for being so rude to this woman.

“…Hurley, Lieutenant Hurley.”

“Wow…I didn’t know they’d make someone like you aLieutenant.”

“A Halfling?” She rolled her eyes.

“A woman.” Sloane responded. “Sexism is all over the place,I’m surprised men weren’t threatened by your tenacity and tried to keep youdown.”

“They tried.” Hurley squared her shoulders a bit thensmirked, “and failed. I don’t really stay down.”

Sloane giggled a bit into her hand. “Its good to see cute competenceon the police force, officer Hurley.”

Hurley felt herself fall for the draw of this woman butstill she was in the process of finding a wagon. Now eased a bit, she droppedher badge and glowing hand. “…have you seen a wagon rush in here?”

“Afraid not, if what you’re saying is right you might haveseen a battle wagon.”

“A …what?”

“Battle wagon, popular sport in the seedier part of town.People build wagons around an arcane power core rather than horses, much fastera little more dangerous—“

“And illegal”

“Well building and speeding isn’t so much, its more theraces they have in the desert, neck and neck nothing but speed and pure brawn.Its all fun and games until someone crashes into another person or rides offthe cliff side.” Sloane nodded, “but its thrilling I imagine, buildingsomething like that, something that breaks all laws of physics and does someamazing feats.”

Hurley mulled it over, someone built that machine? Fromnothing? That was impressive, really impressive and the speed must have been exhilarating.Still, a crime was a crime. “Well that’s all fine and dandy but speeding isspeeding and that wagoner almost took out a couple of j-walkers…I guess theyshouldn’t have been on the road…but still.” She shook her head a bit, fightingthe urge to justify this criminal…even if they sounded cool.

“I would stop you from your job.” The black haired elfresponded. “But whatever drove here isn’t here anymore.”

“Yea…you’re right…” She grabbed her stone and told thebackup to halt. Their perp was gone. “Thanks for …uh..being so cooperative. Ifyou see any—“

“I will, um, so the backup isn’t coming this way right?”

“I called them off since there is no point in…” Hurleypaused watching Sloane click her fingers and drop an illusion spell that waskeeping her massive wagon hidden. She climbed on to the top and smirked atHurley.

“Thanks, lieutenant, you’re a real pal.”

“YOU LIED TO ME” Hurley yelled somewhat taken back being soclose to the wagon. IT was…beautiful, it had a chrome metal peak on the front.Metal feathers fanned out the back, large wheels with spikes on the side.Inside the peak was a bright, blue orb of pure power. The wagon reeved andHurley immediately took a step back never having experienced such a soundbefore, she felt it in her small bones.

“Its called a Hustle, sweetheart” Sloane blew her a kissthat left Hurley weak in the knees. She pulled down a raven mask over her headand threw the wagon forward. It jerked, and hopped over Hurley barely missingher before hanging a hard left and taking off along the unsuspecting streets.

“…I’ll catch you…” Hurley narrowed her eyes on theretreating figure of the Raven.

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