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My Top Posts in 2021

Cold

Rating: T Pairing: Yancy/Illinois Characters: Yancy, Illinois Warning: Implied hypothermia, implied death

The fire crackled as it got a hold on the newly added piece of firewood and Illinois tried to focus on that instead of the ragged breathing coming from the man in his arms. The blankets around them made him sweat too much but he didn’t dare to take any away. A cough caught his attention, making him look down.

The cough turned into another one and soon was it wreacking through the still cold body pressed against his bare torso.

Illinois pressed his chest into Yancy’s back and held him close as he coughed. When it finally calmed down Illinois pressed a kiss Yancy’s sweaty temple and ran a hand through his hair.

“Ssh, it’s okay, it’s gonna be okay,” he mumbled as Yancy tried to take a deep breath. Illinois had to hold back a wince when he heard rossling coming from the lungs.

“Yous should-” Yancy began, his hand coming up to cover his mouth once more as another cough forced itself out.

“Ssh, don’t talk, Darlin’. Save your strength to get better, okay?”

Illinois tried to ignore the lump in his throat.

“Yous should get out before the storm gets worse,” Yancy mumbled as he pressed a hot cheek against Illinois shoulder.

“And leave you? Are you trying to get rid of me?” He said with a chuckle, but it felt as empty as the cabinets are. Yancy didn’t answer and Illinois let him be, his eyes glued to the fire and his hand still stroking Yancy’s hair.

When Yancy’s breathing seemed to even out Illinois realized exactly why he hadn’t recieved an answer.

“Hey, love,” he said as he gently shook Yancy, “you can’t sleep just yet. We need to get you warmed up first.”

His heart almost skipped a beat when Yancy stayed motionless a few seconds too long but he let out a sigh of relief when Yancy grunted.

“I’m jus’ tired,” he grumbled as he shifted in Illinois’ arms. There was another deep, rossling breath and Illinois pressed his lips into Yancy’s hair.

“I know, but you gotta stay awake. When you get cold like that, you gotta stay awake. Can you do that? For me?”

Yancy let out a yawn that turned into another coughing fit. When it finally calmed down he tried to snuggle closer to Illinois. “Can try.”

“You know that I love you, right? I love you more than anything.”

The only sound he could hear was the crackle of the fire.

20 notes • Posted 2021-02-27 16:32:29 GMT

Danti Mafia AU. Dark is a police chief and Anti is a mafia boss and they don’t know who the other are. Anti and Dark have hooked up several times at this time and Dark has finally come around to ask for an actual date, not just a night in the bed together.

This is the night Anti discovers who Dark is.

Warning: some suggestive things. smoking, swearing

The walls creaked and the window rattled in the wind, either it was rather windy outside or the motel was way older than it looked. The cheap price of the room told Anti that it was most likely the second.

The streetlight peeking in through the window gave enough light to let Anti see the outlines of the furniture if he decided to look around, but his eyes were glued to the other person in the bed. The man was sleeping on his stomach, a position Anti never understood how people can be comfortable, and the blanket was resting just above the man's ass. Anti was tempted to tug it down a bit so he could stare at it without anything covering it up.

Instead his eyes wandered over the dip that followed the ass, eyes following the curves in his back and up to his shoulder blades and shoulders, where the strong muscles in his arms were hinted at as the man hugged the pillow beneath him. A soft snore left him as his nose was slightly crushed against the soft material, his mouth open a tiny bit and made his lips look very kissable. The long hair partially covered the man's face and Anti was tempted to brush it away and to play with it, feeling the soft locks between his fingers.

A sudden memory from a couple of hours earlier, the man sweaty and breathless, entered Anti's mind and it almost tugged a smile out of him. But the wallet in his hand was heavy with the reminder of the man's name.

Mark 'Dark' Doom. Chief police and one of the most brilliant minds there is. Supervising one of the most successful teams of solving murders and cases no one else dares to take on. And known for his personal hunt on the Puppeteer.

God, Anti wanted a smoke. A smoke and a lot of booze to just forget what he just found out.

Hesitantly, Anti looked away from the gorgeous man beside him and looked at the wallet in his hand. The ID was sitting there innocently, telling Anti exactly who was beside him. As if it hadn't just ruined Anti's whole world.

He'd woken up to take a leak and on the way back he'd accidentally kicked away the wallet. Not wanting his buddy to look for it when he woke up, he picked it up. Curiousness took over him at that point and he looked to see if Jackie was right, if Dark was a married man who was escaping his wife and kids. Luckily, Dark wasn't a married man.

Tragically, the man was a cop who's personal mission was to arrest Anti and lock him up behind bars. Perhaps even make sure he got a death penalty.

It wasn't fair.

As Anti was putting the wallet down on the nightstand, he noticed his hand was shaking.

"Fuck," he grumbled and pressed both his hands against his face and dragged them down. Not wanting to think, he threw the blanket away from his legs and started to get dressed.

As he was pulling on his jacket, the man in the bed finally moved.

"Anti?" came Dark's sleep drunk, raspy voice. Anti felt weak in the knees at it.

"Jus' goin' for a smoke. I'll be back later," Anti says, his heart aching with the lie. He won't be coming back.

"Okay," Dark mumbles and moves around a little before settling down. Anti notices how Dark moved over to his side and was now clutching the pillow Anti had been using.

When a soft snore reached his ears, Anti carefully opened the door and sneaked out. And by the time he was out on the street, he had a cig between his lips and was furiously trying to light it.

"Hey, Anti?" Dark's tired voice echoed in the back of Anti's mind.

"Mhm?"

"Was thinking-"

"How were you thinking during that?"

"Shut up. Wanted to ask if you wanted to go out on a date with me."

".... Oh."

"Yeah."

"Sure."

With a frustrated hiss, Anti finally lit the cigarette and shoved the lighter into his pocket.

It didn't help. He needed something more. Something to take out his frustration on. A fight.

With his mind made up, Anti was gone from the street.

21 notes • Posted 2021-01-08 21:31:38 GMT

Sorry if it's too late to make a request (ignore this if so), but our Discord group chats had me thinking about Bingle all day, so some fluffy Bingle would be appreciated uwu It doesn't have to be Descensus AU, just whatever you feel like :3

With the skateboard under his arm, a backpack over his shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand, Bing enters the building in front of him. There wasn’t a lot going on in the reception, the only other person in there was the receptionist who was looking bored. Bing didn’t blame him.

“‘Sup,” he greets the man as he slides up to the desk. “I need a visitor pass to the Rossi department.”

The man gives him a polite smile. “Are they expecting you?”

“No, I’m fetching my partner for lunch. Phone’s off.”

“I see,” the man hummas and starts to type on his keyboard. “Name?”

“Benjamin Bell.”

At his name, the man perks up. “Oh! You’re the skateboard legend! It’s an honor to meet you!”

Bing smiles and shrugs. “Nice to hear you know of me! But, uh, I have a coffe going cold and a lunchdate?”

“Right, right! Here you go, Mr. Bell! I hope your date goes well!” The man says as he hands over a pass. Bing shuffles his skateboard to his other arm and takes it with his free hand.

“Thanks, dude!” With a bright smile Bing hangs the pass around his neck. After securing his skateboard, he moves the elevator and punches in the right floor.

Bing was boncing on his feet with an excited smile when the door finally opens, and with hurried steps he walks into the Rossi department. But he didn’t get far before he heard someone say his name.

“Bell? Benjamin Bell? Oh my god, Benjamin Bell is here!” An excited voice says and Bing internally groans. He was so close to his destination. Not wanting to disappoint a fan, he stops and smiles at the people approaching him.

“Oh my god, what are you doing here?”

“Well, I’m-”

“My daughter is a big fan of yours! Can you sign a photo please?”

“I would be happy to, but-”

“Are you gonna be in town for a while? Because I would love to take you out for a drink!”

“That’s sweet of you, but-”

“And what is happening here?” The cold voice booms over everyone and all the people around Bing gets silent and nervous looking, but Bing beams at the newcomer.

“Googs!” He says happily as he takes the oppertunity to escape the circle of bodies around him. Google raises an eyebrow at him as he approaches. Bing stops in front of him and lifts up the cup of coffee he brought. “Took some with me since I figured you would be a bit grumpy seeing that your phone is out. But, uh, it might’ve gotten a bit cold? Got stopped along the way,” he says sheepishly as Google takes said cup.

“Bing, what are you doing here?” Google says in a low voice and Bing sees the worry in his eyes. He simply answers with a bright smile.

“To pick you up, duh. Tried to call but your phone’s down.”

It makes Google frown a litte. “Why would you be picking me up?”

Bing’s eyes widens a little with amusement. “Shut it dude. Seriously? Have you forgotten what day it is?”

“Forgotten? Bing, listen. I don’t simply forget-”

“Um, Mr. Rossi, sir, but do you know Mr. Bell?”

Rolling his eyes, Bing grabs Googles arm. “Yes, of course he knows me. I’m his husband and I’m here to pick him up for our anniversary lunch date. So, y’all better excuse your boss for a while ‘cuz we’ll be leaving now.”

The blush on Google’s cheeks was an absolute delight to see.

“Right. Ahem, just let me pick up some papers from the offices and we’ll be on our way,” he mumbles to Bing before looking at his employmants. “And for you lot, go to lunch or return to your work. And don’t bother Mr. Bell futher.” At his command, the people returns to their work stations.

“I apologize for their behaviour, Bing. I’ll return soon and then we’ll go on the date,” Google says as he returns his gaze back to Bing.

Bing shrugs. “It’s chill. I’ll wait for you by the elevator.” After a quick exhange of smiles, Bing walks back the way he came. He notices the glances and looks he recieves but he ignores them.

Soon enough was Google by Bing’s side and together they step into the elevator.

The doors was barely closed when Google pulls Bing into a kiss. Bing melts into it and holds Google close.

“Did you really have to come to my office?” He mumbles after the kiss, pressing their forehards together.

“Eyup! Taking every chance I get to say that you’re mine!” Bing says with a grin.

Google hums. “Are you sure it’s not the other way around?” By now Bing knew him well enough to notice the tease.

His grin grows and he presses Google against the wall. “Yeah, pretty sure,” he says before starting to kiss Google again.

22 notes • Posted 2021-01-15 22:47:44 GMT

Danti Mafia AU. Dark is a police chief and Anti is a mafia boss. Takes place sometime after this.

They used to hook-up but Anti have been avoiding Dark since he discovered who Dark is. Now, Dark have gotten kidnapped and Anti pulled some strings to see where he went before going to rescue Dark, but Dark also learns the truth about Anti.

Warning: suggestive in where Anti kisses Dark and is tempted for more. swearing, death of npcs. nothing is descriptful

There was a hint of gunpowder in the air and it seemed to want to cling to Anti. He knew that soon the iron smell of blood would overpower it, especially when there were five bodies in the room bleeding heavily.

Cautiously, Anti approached the closest body to examine it. His eyes moved from corner to corner, looking for anything that moved that would prove hostile, and the gun in his hands felt like a comfort. It had rung five times in a rapid succession, taking out the five people with weapons in the room.

When he was sure that all five people were dead and there was no one else that would threaten him, Anti pulled the safety on the gun.

“Fuckin’ rookies,” he grumbled as he put the gun into its holster. It was clear as a day that they were just some high people looking for some money. Apparently they thought the easiest way to get some was to kidnap someone for a ransom.

There was a shuffle from their victim and Anti took a deep, steadying breath before he slowly turned around to face the man he’d come to rescue.

By the wall was Dark tied to a chair, eyes wide and a gag over his mouth. There was dried blood from Dark’s temple and he had a very bad looking black eye. The sight made Anti’s blood boil and he barely held himself back from growling.

Those bastards are lucky that they are dead.

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Anti walked over to Dark and stopped when their knees would’ve touched if Dark’s legs weren't tied to the chair as well. “Getting into trouble, I see,” he said in a low voice as he reached around and untied the gag.

“Anti,” Dark said with a raspy voice and Anti leaned back to watch Dark’s face. Tiredness, relief, admiration, confusion and more seemed to replace each other in rapid succession. Dark opened his mouth before closing it and licking his lips before trying to form words again. “Didn’t know you could handle a gun.”

Anti shook his head with a smile before he leaned in and locked his lips with Dark’s. They were dry and chapped and tasted like blood and by the gods, Anti missed this. Dark’s lips moved against his own and a tongue darted forward before it retreated. Anti let a hand trail up against Dark’s cheek and up towards his hair and when he felt the soft locks between his fingers, Anti pulled lightly at them.

Dark groaned into the kiss and it took all of Anti’s willpower to not sit down on Dark’s lap and start to work him up.

Eventually Anti broke the kiss and took a deep breath to calm down his hammering heart. Dark did the same and they stared into each other's eyes for a moment.

Then Anti leaned close to Dark’s ear. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Dark,” he purred as he let his hand trail down from Dark’s hair and over his chest. Dark’s breath hitched as Anti’s hand almost reached the edge of his pants. But before Anti’s hand reached all the way down, he straightened up and put distance between them.

Dark blinked before he frowned. “Anti?”

Anti didn’t look at Dark as he pulled out a burn phone from his pocket and pressed in the number to the police station.

“This is Eric at the police station, what can we help you with?” came the voice of the clerk.

Anti pushed the button for his voice changer. “Address Riverdown 54B, room 12. There’s five bodies and a hostage tied to a chair.

“Anti? What the fuck are you doing?”

“Sorry, what?”

Anti swallowed as he mentally prepared for his next words. “You better hurry before that chief of yours gets killed.” With that, he ended the call before smashing the phone on the floor and destroying it.

“What is happening? Anti, untie me!” Dark demanded and Anti could hear Dark struggling against his bonds.

“Sorry, darling,” Anti began with a smooth voice as he pulled on a smug expression before he turned around to face the bound police chief. “Can’t do. You see, if I were to free you now, I would have to kill you since you’re so intent on catching me.”

Dark’s face twisted into confusion as Anti continued to speak.

“I don’t mean to brag, but I run a small empire. Of course, it’s underground so not many know of it. Well, except you of course. You just seem so obsessed with it!” Anti ignored the heartache that appeared when Dark seemed to realize what he was saying.

“You’re the Puppeteer.”

“Either way. I gotta go now before your friends come. Don’t want to get in trouble after saving your ass. Bye now, darling, and don’t forget me!”

Anti turned around and walked the same way he came from, ignoring the demanding, the yelling and the begging from Dark as he put distance between the two of them. It felt forever until Anti was outside and long gone from the abandoned buildings.

But it felt like he was back in his home in the blink of an eye, fighting to keep down tears and failing miserably. He wasn’t sure for how long he’d been in the hallway, but it was long enough to have Henrik helping him to the couch and holding him as he cried.

It felt like the night Anti discovered who Dark really is. Like he just lost his world once again.

And he supposed he had. After all, he’d just sealed their fate of being enemies forever.

36 notes • Posted 2021-01-08 22:21:26 GMT

Imagine the Jims taking care of Dark because his body is in so much more pain than usual

Sorry for the delay and for it being a short one! Thank you so much for the prompt tho <3

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“Jim! Jim! Jim! Come, look!” RJ said as he excitedly as he held up the small cage with a beetle in it. CJ immediately shoves his camera close and zooms in at the beetle.

“Can you see the colors in it? It looks black, but as it walks, I can see it shift in color!” RJ lifted his head with a big smile. “Like Void Jim!”

CJ moved the camera up and down in a nob.

“We should show him! Come come come!” With the cage secured in his hands, RJ took off towards Dark’s office, CJ just behind him.

“Void Jim, Void Jim, Void Jim!” He said excitedly as he rushed into Dark’s office. “Look what we found-” he began but cut himself off when he saw that Dark barely moved from his leaned back position in his chair. “Void Jim?”

“Mhm?” Dark hummed, with his eyes still closed and his face twisted in pain.

“Are you alright?”

It makes Dark open his eyes and when he notices it’s the twins, he smiles. “Ah, I apologize. I didn’t realize it was you. Is there something you’re in need of?”

RJ glances down at the cage in his hands before glancing at CJ. CJ nods in agreement. RJ beams at Dark. “We found a bug that resembles you! Wanna look?”

Dark’s smile dropped slightly and there was a sharp inhale as Dark leaned forward. “Perhaps later? I’m... quite busy at the moment.”

CJ tugged at RJ’s arm and the twins shared a look again before they hurried out of the office without another word. Dark simply sighed and leaned back again.

It didn’t take long though before the door slamed open and RJ and CJ rushed in again.

“What-”

Dark let out a surprised yelp and flinched in pain when CJ picked him up and then he had to cling to the mute ego as they started running. He let out a groan when he was put down in his bed, both from pain of moving and from relief of finally laying down.

He carefully moves into a good position and he feels his whole body relax. “What’s the meaning of this?” He asked as he looked at the Jims.

RJ smiled. “According to Medicine Jim, you’re supposed to be laying down when you’re in pain! And we fetched you some pain killers!” He said as he rumaged through his pockets before taking out a bottle and putting it on the nightstand.

CJ nodded and lifted his hands. “We’ll fetch some chocolate as well! And a drink! And a blanket! Anything you need!” He signed and Dark couldn’t help but to smile.

“Thank you. Some water please,” he said and just like excited puppies, the Jims was gone again. As he waited, Dark reached for the bottle and grabbed a pill to swallow dry.

As the Jims returned with not only water, but with the promised chocolate and blanket as well, Dark realized he wasn’t going to get up anytime soon. So he simply smiled and thanked them.

45 notes • Posted 2021-01-17 20:13:43 GMT

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