#maam mind your own

[the-queenbrat]

Got my nails done

[black--sun]

Ichigo’s body locks tight, coiling forward, and his lips part to choke out a hard breath when Shiro drives himself back, enveloping the entirety of his cock in one shot. He groans through his teeth, fingers and nails curling against skin as he tries and strains to push himself deeper into that tightness. Shit. Fuck. Shiro always seems to know how to rile him without any apparent effort. He could sit there breathing and Ichigo is half convinced he’d just know Shiro was being a cocksure little shit in need of someone to mess him up. And Ichigo’s never been able to resist the urge to mess Shiro up when he’s being a handful. It’s so goddamn automatic. 

His hands clamp on Shiro’s hips and he pulls out to drive back in, trying for every last centimeter of girth he can stuff in him. 

He likes being able to watch his dick slide into that tight space as he drives in, biting out another curse. Shiro’s already accommodated him by spreading his legs, it makes it easier to see what he’s doing as he pins him steady with his right hand, the left going to half brace him up and half clamp around the edge of the counter so he can fuck him as forcefully as he wants without sliding. 

The strength of his rhythm has his hips snapping against Shiro’s ass with a soft thwapping sound with every impact, one that shoots little tingles and spirals of pleasure deep into his gut and has them twisting lower. It’s not going to take him long. Not with this pace and the way Shiro has his every erotic box checked.

Of course Shiro likes getting off and likes good sex, but at least half the fun is how into him Ichigo gets. He really likes knowing he drives Ichigo a little crazy. He likes the heat, the impatience, the touch of frustration, infatuation. He already knows he’s desirable, but his ego really likes how obvious Ichigo makes it even without saying as much. He could easily get off to Ichigo getting off on him.

He feels that grip tighten -his jaw tightens to match it for that short second- before the touch wanders down his spine instead. Ichigo wastes very little time before he’s fingering him. Shiro groans, feet slipping a little wider. He tries to shift backward on those fingers, but the hand on his back keeps him where he’s at. Thankfully they’ve got the same mindset right now.

The sound Shiro’s making tightens, then cuts off while Ichigo’s pushing in. With how rough and hasty they were last night, there’s a hint of burn with the renewed stretch, but they used a lot of lube. It’s not bad, nowhere near enough to make him change his mind. It’s only a short second before he huffs out the air in his lungs and he’s ready to go. He isn’t going to give Ichigo time to sit still. He pushes himself back, so Ichigo’s as deep as he can go, cursing.

[comet-forgot-you]

extra

ani x reader

summary: your first time at a club and ani approaches you.

warnings: smut. 18+ pls. thigh riding, ani’s all big and bad until she wants to cum, bottom!ani, sex work, idk if theres more

a/n: had a request for anora a while back and i was waiting to watch the movie before i wrote anything for her bc i dont know anything about her but im getting impatient sooo

loud music, flashing lights, smoke. your first time actually being in a club and you didnt really know how to feel about it. your eyes raked over the crowded room, fingers wrapped around a cold glass you brought to your lips every few minutes.

“you ever been here before?” you turn your head to the voice, your eyes landing on the dark haired girl you had been eyeing for the past hour.

“no, first time,” you answer, bringing your drink to your lips. she smiles and your eyes fall to her lips.

“im ani,” she introduces, “its bit crowded in here, lets get a private room.” you let out a huff of air, lips pulling up into a smile as your eyes return to the large room.

“trying to get me to buy some time with you?” you ask and ani scoots closer to you, fingers toying at your shoulder.

“maybe i am. youre attractive, well worth my time,” her fingers trail up your neck before cupping your jaw, turning your head to look at her. “what do you say? am i worth your money?” you smile, leaning in closer to her.

“yeah, i think you’re worth my money.”

before you know it, the two of you are alone, her in your lap, dragging her lips up and down your neck. your hands find her hips, hers find your wrists, tugging them away. “no touching,” she whispers, voice seductive as she grinds against your lap.

you smile, holding your hands up innocently before putting them behind your head. “yes maam,” you whisper. a smile painting her lips as she leans in closer to you, lips nearly touching.

“good girl,” she whispers. your cheeks heat at the words, the way she says them, fuck. ani grinds against your lap, hips moving seductively against you. it takes all your power not to grab her hips and grind her against your thigh.

“youre so pretty,” you whisper, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. she felt so good grinding against you, you selfishly want more. “doin’ so good,” you mumble.

“dont talk to me like that,” she groans, cunt grinding lightly over your thigh.

“like what?” you push.

“like you want to fuck me.”

“maybe i do,” you lean closer, leg bouncing slightly as she grinds against you. “maybe i just want to guide you on my thigh, make you feel good,” you whisper. this is definitely not what youre supposed to do during a private sessiom, but neither of you could care less.

“mm, itll be extra,” she teases, bringing her hands up to cup your face.

“i dont mind paying more,” you mumble and ani smiles.

“good.” her hands find your wrists, tugging them to her hips. “then show me what you want.”

you drag her down against your thigh, flexing it to give her added pleasure. even through the many layers of fabric, you swear you can feel her cunt throb. “so fucking pretty, ani,” you mumble, scraping your teeth against her neck. you know better than to leave marks, her appearance is her work, you know better.

“god, bet you’d give me your whole wallet just to get me in your own bed,” she mumbles, her accent thick as her hips roll against you.

“maybe, depends on how this ends,” you mumble. ani lets out a shaky breath as you grind her down against your thigh a little stronger than the last.

“fuck,” she whines. “just keep going, fuck, please.”

“what happened to your little attitude? that little tough act, all for the money one?”

“shut up,” she spits, her orgasm slowly approaching.

you bounce your leg and ani’s head falls back slightly. “whatever you say,” you mumble.

“no, fuck, just keep talking to me.” you smile.

“and why would i do that? you just told me to shut up, didnt you? make up your mind,” you tsk at her, picking up your pace. “you look so good grinding on my thigh, ani,” you whisper. “bet you’d look better with my fingers inside you,” she whines,

she buries her face in your neck, lips pressing gently against your pulse point. your jaw clenches, eyes closing tightly as you try to gather yourself. you swallow thickly, “bet you’d look so good spread open f’me.”

“fuck, im so close, please,” she whines.

“yeah? gonna cum for me? gonna make a mess on my thigh?” she nods against your neck and you smile, keeping a quick pace against your thigh. “go on then, cum for me.”

and she does, her teeth digging into your shoulder as she does. desperate, breathy moans muffled into you. “yeah, good job, did so good for me,” you mumble, slowing her against your thigh.

you give her a few minutes to come down before asking, “how much to take you back to my place right now?”

[sweet1delusi0ns]

Haikyuu Boys calling you ma’am ──☆*:・ﾟ

Team ! Karasuno

Btw I’m working on the rest of the cuddling headcanons😋

Characters: Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Daichi, Sugawara, Tanaka

Hinata✿

Respectful boy! Most of the time- he has so much courage and respect for you so he calls you ma’am normally when your ‘leading’ such as giving him a pep talk or showing him how to do something

“I’m telling you! Stop running with your arms down it makes you slower. Understand?” “Yes ma’am! I’ll try!” “You literally did the opposite of what I said, raise your arms up it’ll make your body more aerodynamic…do you even know what that means?” “No ma’am I don’t…BUT I’ll run with my arms higher!” He literally runs with his arms straight in the air, that’s not what you meant either-

Kageyama✿

Sassy but not intentionally, most of the time hes not trying to be sassy but sometimes he just says things that can be viewed as such. He does call you ma’am as a nickname but the way he says it sounds like hes trying to back talk you-

“Do you mind getting me some water baby?” “Whatever you say ma’am” “excuse me?” “What?” He asks, handing you the water “why so sassy?” “I wasn’t…huh?” “The ‘ma’am’ wasn’t you being sassy?” “Uhm no I genuinely wanted to call you that?” “Oh….thanks baby-”

Tsukishima✿

Sassy.on.purpose. He thinks he’s so funny teasing you with names that aren’t really fitting at the time, calling you ma’am or miss is him trying to penalized you, but most of the time he fails since you don’t mind being called it. He ends up flustered instead but he doesn’t tell you

“HEY! DID U TAKE MY BOOK?” “What? Oh no ma’am I would never~” “well… I guess I can’t be mad when my baby calls me silly names~” “heh…what..?” “Your so cute when you call me names like that how can I be maddd?” You kiss his cheek causing him to turn red “w-whatever” “but seriously give me my book back or else your ‘ma’am’ isn’t gunna be happy.”

Yamaguchi✿

Only calls you ‘ma’am’ and stuff when he’s either scared of you or in trouble. Normally he tries to calm you down with empowering names and normally it works!

“How can you make such a mess and not clean up. Seriously I don’t care if you make your own food but why do you leave the ingredients EVERYWHERE!” “I-I’m sorry! I’ll clean it up right away ma’am!” “Hmm…well I guess I can’t be mad at that cute face and respectful talk huh~ I’ll help” “no ma’am it’s my mess! Let me!”

Nishinoya✿

Hes a Flirt to He calls You things like ‘ma’am’ ‘miss’ ‘mama’ n such all the time. But normally follows it up with a compliment, or sometimes he uses it as a compliment itself

“Wow is that a goddess I see infront of me?!” “Uh are you expecting something in return?” “No ma’am just wanted to let you know you are lookin foxy today~” “…ok weirdo, can you tie my shoes for me though?” “YES MA’AM!” He feels like he’s slipping on Cinderellas shoe anytime he helps you with yours LOL

Daichi✿

Respectful! Yk how his team is scared of his authority? Well he’s more scared of yours. And since he is the respectful man he is he doesn’t try to test you. He agrees in fear of ticking you off

“Daichi.” “Uhm…yes…” “the trash.” He forgot to take out the trash “OH MY GOD. I am so sorry! Itll Never happen again maam I promise!” “Wow ok, take your time no need to get scared-” “oh thank god your not mad-”

Sugawara✿

He’s scared to ask for the simplest things, he tries his best to be as nice as possible when asking. Not to butter you up so your more likely to say yes but so you think he is still respecting you and all you do

“Y/n..uh I mean- ma’am, could you possibly help me with something. If you are to busy that’s ok-” “no babe it’s ok, what do you need help with?” “Thank you ma’am-” “that’s not necessarily suga~ just let me help” “oh…ok uhm could you help me find my favorite sweater i don’t remember where it is” “cuz I stole it” “what?”

Tanaka✿

Like noya, he just calls you it to flirt OR to butter you up, probably because he’s going to ask you the craziest thing after and he hopes the name would make you say yes

“So my beautiful, sexy and charming y/n what chu uh…doing?” “….you want something huh?” “Yes ma’am~ I was wondering if I could-” “no.” “OH CMON!” “Nope.” “PLEASEEEE” “dude im not rocking you to sleep again, your not a baby.” “YOU DID IT BEFORE!” “It was a ONE TIME THING!”

Yes I stole this prompt from my previous naruto post😋

Again not proof read 😌

[lonigiri]

cuddling with hq

goshiki, ukai, lev, kuroo, ushijima, bokuto (dont mind how random these pulls are, i span a wheel 😭)

border by @/kyejiz

๋࣭ ⭑ goshiki

- def is like on top of you

- its kinda like spooning but like ur laying flat (kinda) and hes just ontop of you

- i mean its kinda cute considering hes crushing you

- plus side is that hes 100% kissing your face all over, like 100 tiny kisses all over

- sometimes he loves you too much

you were just trying to chill and watch tv when-- "whatcha doooooinnn" long eyelashes fluttering and a big smile on his face. the bed dipping as he jumped on top of you. "ugh tomu! get off me." you groaned, him shaking his head vigorously with a giant smile again. tightening his grip on you, pecking kisses on your cheeks. "love--kiss--you--kiss--so--kiss--much" "tsu im trying to watch my showwwww." "you can still watch it, im not kissing your eyeballs." "you're so annoying."

๋࣭ ⭑ukai

- probably the second most normal out of the bunch

- well actually i take that back, i dont think hes a big cuddler at all

- like he will if you REALLY want to but he wont if ur like silently initiating it

-like you gotta say it out loud that you want to cuddle

ukai and you laid in bed he was reading a book about something and you were scrolling on instagram. you placed your phone face down on the bedside table. your eyes darting over to your boyfriend. thinking about how you were gonna get him to cuddle with you. you scooted over closer to him, not quite hip to hip, but a little closer. he scooted away. are you serious. you looked over, deadpanning at him. "you need to die" "WHAT DID I DO?"

๋࣭ ⭑lev

- when i say pile of limbs i MEAN PILE OF LIMBS

- does NAWT know how to cuddle but he is trying his absolute best

there you where, in bed, laying next to your boyfriend. TANGLED. you have absolutely no clue how this happened but you do not know how to get out either. you were just staring at eachother, blinking. "this is all you and your stupid long body's fault." "hey its not my fault that i was graced to be 6'7" "you big fat lier you're 6'6." "am not, i am 6'7, i went through an adult growth spurt." he frowned and you just rolled your eyes. pulling your legs and arms untangled. "hey were are you going!" "what now." you fake whined turning around "i wanted to cuddle more."

๋࣭ ⭑kuroo

- your head on his chest as a pillow

- or alternatively, his head on your chest

- he says he just likes listening to your heartbeat buttttt i think we all know actually why

kuroo had his arms wrapped around your waist and head on your chest. one hand holding his phone watching tiktoks while the other was firmly holding your waist. "bruh what are you watching." "did you just bruh me?" he turned off his phone placing it on your stomach and looking up at you. "you act like this isnt an everyday occurrence." you placed your hand on his head and messing up his hair. "hey! dont mess with the hair." "you act like it doesnt look like shit in the first place."

๋࣭ ⭑ushijima

- big spoon 100%

- not that he doesnt like to be little spoon its just it doesnt happen normally

- hes just a very large man and its kinda hard to big spoon him

wakatoshi slipped into bed after a long day of practice. all he wanted was to go to sleep and be in your warmth. and thats basically exactly what happened. ushijimas arms wrapped around you, sighing out with a slight smile on his face. "did you take a shower." "i thought you were sleeping." "was until you got here. you know im a light sleeper. anyways, did you take a shower." "yes maam." "good now we can sleep!"

๋࣭ ⭑bokuto

- you and bokuto's relationship is the epitome of audhd

- you both like do your own thing while being in eachothers presence which makes you more likely to actually get stuff done (body doubling)

- he lays there on the bed and you lay on his stomach

you had your laptop on your stomach as you did some work while laying on the bed with bokuto. well i guess trying to do some work. bokuto was blasting only god knows what on the tv which made it kinda hard to concentrate. "bo." ... "bokuto." ... "ko." ... "kotaro." .... "BOKUTO KOTARO." "WHAT WOMAN DAMN." "I KNOW YOU'RE HARD OF HEARING BUT TURN THAT DAMN TV DOWN."

[igotlovestruck]

right where you left lover girl [ charles leclerc , ben chilwell ]

[ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 ] — charles leclerc x singer!ex!reader ; ben chilwell x singer!reader . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ 🫂 °.   *

[ 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗦 & 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ] — mostly angst, some romance . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ ℹ️ °.   *

࣪˖ 💭 .. 𝗘𝗬𝗔’𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ⌕ clearing my drafts again 😵‍💫 if you ask me, i’m obsessed with singer!reader fics lol

this work is purely fictional. names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. © httpsuniverse, 2023. do not steal, repost in other platforms, translate and/or claim this work as your own.

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cleclercsource double date in wimbledon 🎾 charles, alex, kika and pierre spotted in today’s game!

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yourusername

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prodbymika

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prodbymika glad to have produced another song and film a music video with my bestie 🫶 here’s some behind the scenes of y/n during recording and filming the music video of right where you left me <3

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yourprivate

yourprivate i know eventually it will lead to one of us meeting someone new. i hope she’ll love you the way that i did, more than how i loved you, charles. and i can’t believe that it’s been two years since we broke up. in my mind i’m still 23, living in my own delusion that one day you’ll come back to me. i loved you, charles_leclerc. and i still do. i really meant it when i said i wish you both the best. now, it’s time for me to move on and leave the place where you left me.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ─────────────────

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[neechees]

Signs that a scam might be run by Laura Deramas & her common behaviors:

So as we know, that despite making herself famous as one of the most deranged, notorious scammers & perpetual liars on tumblr, its likely that Laura Deramas hasn't actually gone away, and is likely running several scams at any given moment at tumblr, as she's admitted to running multiple (on both twitter AND tumblr) not long ago. With these, we've seen her frequently have the same patterns of behavior on pretty much all of her scams, be it when she's using her own name & face, or someone else's (& she frequently uses other Filipinos' info, but she has racefaked or pretended to be different sexualities/genders/ethnicities multiple times as well).

So with that in mind, in addition to the usual red flag lists for scammers (ex: new blog suddenly asking for money, spamming asks, turns off /hides replies, changes url multiple times suddenly, etc), below are some common red flags to look for in "donation" posts/blogs that indicate this blog is likely a scam and specifically being run by Laura for the following behaviors:

She tries to send you a video or photos of some kind of a flood, a fire, or an old house in poor condition, but usually there's no proof that this is HER or her family's house, that it's HER footage, that it's not old, or that she actually lives there, and she never shows her (or the posters', whoever she's pretending to be) face. This means that the footage is most likely stolen, she isn't actually affected by that situation, & she's trying to pass it off as her own footage.

Uses the phrase "please, sir/maam" a lot. And i don't just mean saying "maam" to women & then "sir" to men, I mean as in sending everyone an ask/message with the phrase, quote, "sir/ma'am" unquote regardless of your gender

Is new to tumblr but somehow knows exactly which popular users to ask to reblog their donation posts, and usually they're Black. They may also target people who were previously victims of Laura's scams.

The user asks you to talk off of tumblr, especially if it's facebook.

The user is reluctant to give out their paypal and doesn't list it on their donation post. They may also use a knockoff fundraising site.

She starts showing you photos of things like a sad family or broken down house unprompted (or on her sockpuppet scam accounts, she uses stolen photos specifically instead) and starts talking about how much she's "suffering", often even if you've never interacted with her on her blog. She does this to manipulate people into feeling bad for her and will often repeatedly harass people this way.

She uses the ❤😩 😭🥺🙏 emojis approximately 50,000 times every sentence. Obviously that's a bit of an exagerration, but her scams DO use these a LOT. Her tumblr asks tend to also use a combination of these specific emojis when asking people for money or to reblog their donation post/scams, especially the crying & praying emojis.

Asks you to make or boost a donation post for her on other sites like twitter or instagram

Will allege that she can't speak English very well, but is only using English for her donation posts. She uses this lil nugget a lot in her other scam personas where she's pretending to be someone else, including ones she's literally admitted to. Laura can actually speak English very well. She's also used this even for accounts where her scamsona allegedly speaks a language that is widely spoken & has their own large presence on tumblr (like French or Arabic), so it doesn't make sense that someone who apparently has a lot of trouble with English ONLY uses English for their posts and ONLY follows English speaking users, & will sometimes use a shitty google translate if soneone who's a Native speaker in that language tries to talk to her in that language.

Might say something like "if you have any questions, ask me!" But then as soon as you ask questions that question whether or not its a scam, even if you ask very nicely or don't outright imply you think she's a scammer, (or even ask like. ANY question at all), instead of answering any questions or addressing any allegations or proof she's not genuine, instead she'll redirect, self victimize, and say that you're "attacking" her, and never actually provide any answers to the questions she said she was open to answering.

If you call her out, she'll keep insisting she's not lying, even if you have very explicit, hard proof that she's lying and that you know where she's stolen the "proof" documents from (like vet bills or xrays) or that her information is incorrect. If shes pretending to be someone else & is using someone else's photos and you say you know its actually her (Laura), even if you show HARD evidence that it's a Laura sockpuppet scam account, she'll continue lying and acting as if she doesn't know what youre talking about. She's done this with scams she later admitted to running.

Below under the cut is tactics/behaviors Laura usually displays when she's either been caught, or she's openly using her own name & face. Her scam sockpuppet accounts might do some of these things too, but the ones below are a bit more specific to when she's been caught, has admitted to lying and admits she is Laura behind the account, and/or when she's using her own name and face.

Might bring up her neighbors if you catch her in a lie and say something like "my neighbors will kill me" or being afraid of her neighbors & using that as some kind of excuse related to the lie/scam

If you catch her in a lie, she might say some story about "the police" or something along the lines of "the police" raiding her home or being afraid they will, and she usually brings this up to beg you not to tell other people she's scamming (she's used this story at least 4 different times and she's never been arrested or had any run in with police.) She's counting on people not knowing a lot about the Phillipines or its geography unless you live there (& this is a predominantly American site), so if she makes some claim about a law in the Phillipines, and it sounds wild, look it up, there's a good chance she's bullshitting you.

she'll start begging you to talk to her family via facebook, and specifically facebook, to "prove" shes not lying (note that her family knows she scams & is in on it, and several of her friends are also scammers on here, so they're there to backup her bullshit, but in cases where she's pretending to be someone else, it's likely one of her scammer friends pretending to be the family members of her scam persona to look more legitimate). She doesn't do this as much on her sockpuppet accounts, but if she does also take it to be suspicious.

If caught and Laura admits to it, she might try to discredit scam busters, specifically me, Kyra45, or mangocheesecakes by saying something along the lines of us allegedly being "bullies" or "targeting her for no reason" or that we are "racist" & alleges we only accused her of scamming because she is Filipino (this is incorrect, we accused her of scamming because we have hard proof she is a scammer & has been doing this for at least 3 years, and mangocheesecakes is also Filipino. Laura being Filipino is incidental.). Obviously her goal in doing this is to victimize herself and demonize us with the hopes that people will not believe us, and will donate to her now or her future scams. You're free to be skeptical of us, but if not us then you can ask the dozens of other people Laura has manipulated, harassed, and tricked into helping her to see that shes a serial liar, scammer, and a bully.

[ryusuisloveinterest]

Xeno and Stanley flirting with Senku's mom who is a doctor after they made peace with one another, either separately or together works!

-🧨 Anon

Hello 🧨 anon! Thank you for the request! I hope this was good for you. I kinda made it a little stressful and angsty ig??? but I picture senku’s mama protective so that’s what I wrote lol. Also Xeno’s is much longer than Stanley’s sorry about that. I hope you enjoy! 💕

Xeno and Stanley flirting with Senku’s mom 🩷

I don’t think Senku would revive his mom after he found out what happened to Byakuya. He doesn’t want to be the one to tell his mother what happened to his father. But eventually he had to wake you up, after all a boy needs his mother. When you found out what happened to Byakuya you didn’t dare cry in front of him (so that’s where he gets it from). You hold him in your arms and explain to him that you’ll always miss and love his father but he would want him to go forward and enjoy life. But as soon as you’re behind closed doors, you burst into tears, crying for your husband and how you could never say bye to him or tell him how much you love him again. But of course life goes on. Senku continues to work on his science and you’re there with him every step of the way. But you couldn’t just stand around and do nothing forever! You decided to do what you do best, help others! You opened your own clinic and became the first official doctor in the stone world! Of course on your off time you go and visit Senku in his lab, bringing him and his colleagues treats and whatever supplies they need, including Xeno and Stanley. Safe to say they’ve taken quite an interest in you.

Xeno:

Xeno first met you when the Time Machine idea first came into mind

Senku awkwardly walks in with you following, cooing at all the things he’s accomplished 

“Awww my little boy has grown so much! I’m so proud of you!”

Cue blushing Senku 

Of course this also makes Xeno chuckle 

“Is this your mother Dr Senku?” Xeno holds out his hand, “Dr Xeno. It’s a pleasure to meet you maam.”

Your smile quickly fades when he says his name, but you try to fake a smile

“Ohhhh so you’re the one that tried to get my son killed🙂”

He’s so taken aback

No one messes with mama’s boy

“Calm down ma I told you it’s all over now. He’s an ally”

You quickly remove your hand and walk past them. “He better be”

You then your head to face Xeno, “and you better keep your hands off my boy”

Oh he’s gonna like you

Every time you came over to the lab Xeno would try to start conversation 

“Any patients today?” “Your son just came up with a new idea for the Time Machine.” “I heard you used to want to visit the states.”

At first you would half ass your answers

“No.” “I know he’s brilliant, now where is he?” “Not anymore.”

But your slowly started to warm up to him, and I mean slowly 

“How was your day?” You asked him once. This was how you got to know each other better.

One day you walk in looking to give Senku some fruit you just bought

“SHIT!” You run to the scream and see a spilt concoction and a burn on Xeno’s hand

You set the fruit down and head over to him. You take out your water bottle and pour it on a towel, placing it on his hand

He smiles at the gesture

“I bet you didn’t think I’d be your patient today.” He teases

You chuckle, “nope, but you somehow always surprise me.”

Your bring out some ointments and continue to treat him

“I knew you were beautiful but you look like heaven this close.”

Shocked, You stop what you’re doing but quickly continue 

Xeno smiles and continues to watch you work 

That wasn’t the last you’ve heard of his teasing

“Welcome back Mrs Y/N. I smell a new perfume. I’m assuming it’s from Mrs Yuzuriha’s collection?” “You look so gorgeous today, as of course you do everyday, but you seem different somehow.” “I always like it when your hairs up.”

But one day he said it infront of senku. 

“Could you two stop being gross? I’m trying to work.” 

Senku thinks he hid it, but of course you catch it. the worry on his face

Pulling Xeno aside, you tell him, “do you know the reason senku wants this Time Machine to work? Because he wants his father back, and I want my husband back. I know my son, he’s worried that if he brings byakuya back that I’ll love you instead of him. Which wouldn’t be true!”

Taking a deep breath you continue, “but if for some reason my genius boy can’t find a way to do so, which I’m sure he can… I wouldn’t mind trying a life with you Xeno…”

You look him in the eyes, “just spare my son his worries…”

Xeno sighs and smiles, “of course, I mean I don’t want my greatest colleague to resent me. But I hope you know I’ll hold you to your word.”

Stanley:

Same as Xeno, you immediately all him out for trying to kill your precious boy

He honestly tries to keep his distance from you at first, he doesn’t want to cause a problem

Until one day he came back from hunting very injured

Xeno sent him to you as soon as he saw him 

Not being able to deny a patient you tell him to sit down and wait to be taken care of 

He didn’t say much except for a thank you and sorry for the trouble, but you didn’t mind at all

This became a routine for the both of you

He would come in with just a small cut or a nearly broken arm and you would take care of it 

He thinks you’re the most beautiful woman in the world 10000%, but when he walks in and catches you hurrying around with the necklace Byakuya gave you he keeps to himself

So for months and months he will make small talk as he kept visiting you

“How’s your day so far?” “Bet you didn’t have the same patient everyday like me 3700 years ago huh?” “I can see where senku gets hard work from.”

Every single day his feelings for you increased

One day he didn’t realize his words slipping

“You’re such an angel you know that? Always taking care of me. You should let me treat you for once.”

Your head snaps up

“What?”

He’s too far in now

“I wanna take you out. Yknow grab a drink, actually talk and-“

“I’ll wait for my husband.”

He’s instantly quiet. He doesn’t dare say another word

You hold your face in your hands

“This Time Machine is a long shot. I know my boy is a genius and he can do anything he puts his mind to but I know some things aren’t possible.”

“Y/N I-“

“Please let me finish. I want Byakuya back more than anything in the world, but if he can’t come back… I’ll go on a date or two with you…”

You give him a soft smile

“Thank you, y/n. I hope whatever happens makes you happy,” he says as he takes your hand. 

“Thank you. And please don’t tell senku about this.”

“I promise.”

[geminibsworld]

porn!star William bonney gets a new scene partner.

tags: no minors, smut, pure porn, fluff (lil bit), angst, daddy kink bc y not maybe some innocence obvi but ya

it's the summer of 1980, porn was the ultimate career that anyone could get settled in. especially, if you're hot. Paris, adjusted her white tank pulling it down hoping to impress someone. she sat in a kind of dingy office, many men and women were around her. Paris had never done anything like this before, in fact she was a virgin. but loads of other girls make money this way, and she's interested in trying something new.

"Paris Smith?" her name was called, she stood up and walked confidently towards the door. in she walked into a tan room, a woman and a man sat in there.

she noticed a camera behind them, as she sat on the couch nervous. she picked at her nails, staring at them, they were talking about her.

"alright, sweetheart," the man spoke, he looked young. he was beautiful, blue eyes, long wavy hair, and the prettiest pink plump lips.

"lemme see your tits, baby," his voice interrupted, she took off her shirt. the man and the girl both looked at each other. his face, with a smirk.

"those are real right?" the woman asked, writing something down. Paris nodded her head before speaking.

"yes ma'am, I've had no work done," Paris smiled, quickly. the man nodded slowly.

"got some nice legs," he mumbled," take em off for me. real slow." his eyes pouring into hers. the woman was writing stuff down, watching you through her glasses at the top while the man never took his eyes off of her.

she turned around unbuttoned her shorts, before bending over and pulling them down, slowly. she turned her head to look at them, the man was admiring her almost. he thought she was gorgeous, how'd she get here? her tan skin dark against the white panties she had on, a pink bow sat on top of her panties, they were high cut. he shook his head looking down at the paper.

-tan

-young

-blonde

he only had three notes about this girl. he nodded at the woman next to him. she nodded, a tight lip smile.

"we'll call you,"

☆

she huffed on her cigarette, anxiously waiting for the call. it's been three days, she wanted to know what was going on. something, anything. the phone rang, she ran towards the kitchen grabbing the yellow phone off the wall her hair flying.

"hello?" she asked, hopeful but nervous.

"Hi, is this Paris smith?" a woman asked, sounding cheerful.

"yes, ma'am. can I ask who this is?" Paris asked, chewing the inside of her cheek.

"yes this is, Karen. we met the other day," she started, "I wanted to contact you to let you know we've made a decision. "

"oh okay," Paris gulped, she wanted this.

"we've decided to take you on! you'll be with the man you met the other day. he'll be your scene partner most of the time. they call him, billy the kid. ya know the cowboy?" she laughed, shuffling playing in the background. Paris grinned, and did a small happy dance before responding.

"okay, awesome, when do I start?" Paris asked, trying not to sound too happy. that man she met the other day, made her feel some type of way plus he was hot.

"hold on, sweetheart. I have to get you introduced, a solo scene or two," Karen said, chewing on a piece of gum now.

"okay," she gulped now nervous, she's never done anything like this before. she's a virgin and and she's never touched herself so she can't imagine, she was fine because sex looked easy but that's different being on her own.

"so william, aka billy, is thirty years old okay? hope you don't mind too much, he was quite fond of you," Paris blushed, she thought he was her age.

"you've had sex before right?" Karen asked, Paris looked around before nodding.

"yes maam," Paris mumbled into the phone. Karen was sitting in the same room with William, he was listening to their conversation. he smirked, he knew she was a virgin.

'liar' he mouthed at Karen, she rolled her eyes ignoring him.

"okay sweetheart, come in tomorrow at 10am and we'll talk okay,"

☆

Paris stood outside at a cheap motel, she grimaced to herself and looked around. hookers and drug deals all around her, she felt excited and it was only ten am. she double checked the paper that had the address and room number on it, she looked around before walking to the left side checking a few doors before climbing the stairs and finding the room. before she could knock, a naked girl ran out bawling her eyes, holding her clothes close to her chest. her eyes in shock as she looks inside a film crew and a bed, was really that was in there. she gulped feeling nervous, then seeing him. he smiled a welcoming smile before saying,"hope you're not taking her place yet, you ain't ready for this honey," he rasped, he wanted to see her reaction. she gulped, blinking her eyes slowly looking away. he laughed, her cheeks felt warm.

"you don't know what I'm ready for actually," Paris snapped, feeling annoyed this man is undermining her.

"ooh did I upset you?" he stood tall over her, she just now noticed he was shirtless, his chest and arms toned with a perfect size waist. her eyes searched his face before looking at his chest, again.

"no,-" before she could finish, she bumped into the bed and fell. she looked up at him, he crouched slowly not breaking eye contact.

"no, what?" he asked, brows furrowed slightly, his gaze seemed softer as he reached out to touch her hair. two fingers grabbed the ends pulling gently, then letting go.

"oh my God you're here! William leave that poor girl alone, you're not workin with her just yet," Karen walked up to her grabbing her hand and pulling her to the small bathroom.

Paris' cheeks were red, and William knew it. he smirked to him, watching her long legs take her away. she caught a quick glance, back at him. his eyes racking her body, before their eyes met and the bathroom door shutting.

"put on this white set, goes with your innocence then when you're done come out and we'll decide if you need some make up," Karen said eyeing her, "by the looks of you though, we won't need it,"

Karen shut the door behind her, leaving Paris alone. her long wavy honey locks reached her mid back, she looked at herself in the mirror feeling nervous and scared. she swallowed the feeling as her heart thumped hard in her chest. she sliding off her shorts then her tank top, sliding off panties. luckily she wore no bra, she slid the new white panties up her legs. high cut. she thought, she put the white lacy bra on. she noticed pink bows on the waist band, and in between the cups. Paris noticed how the white looked against her tan skin, she loved how it made her look. she grinned, looking at herself in the mirror. she turned around flipping her hair over her shoulder, she looked at her back and down. she looked hot, she thought.

a knock on the door, interrupted her. she opened it, Karen grinned and whistled slightly.

"you look so beautiful, doesn't she boys?" she pulled her out by her frail hand, Paris giggled as Karen spun her around. the men nodded, but William did nothing. he stared at her, before swallowing and looking away. Paris was kind of disappointed, she felt hot she wanted to know she looked hot.

"alright, let's see what you got. just touch yourself, and look at the camera okay? look pretty, and have fun." Karen led Paris to the bed, different sheets lay on the bed with different blankets. a white silk sheet, Paris crawled on the bed sitting on her calves. she watched as William stood farthest away, still sneaking glances.

"will is gonna watch, since he'll be your partner for the most part, and but if you want him to leave, just say so. you're the boss," Karen said, close to Paris, tapping her shoulder comfortingly.

"alright, andddd action!" Paris frozen but nodding to herself, she laid down on her chest on the bed. propping her ass up, arching her back. Paris flipped her hair to the side, before rolling over to her back. one of the cameramen picked up another camera getting a different angle, scanning down her body. she stared straight at the camera, she smirked biting her lip sliding her hand down to between her thigh whimpering touching herself ever so slightly. Paris sat up slowly, bending over her cheek laid on the pillow, her ass and pussy facing the camera, as she began rubbing herself. she was so into it, she didn't know what was going on. tom watched as she shamelessly rubbed her pussy, his cock hardened at the sight. what a star, he thought. he watched as Paris slid her panties down her legs, the other camera getting a close up as she ran her fingers between her wet folds. she moaned before sticking in one small finger gasping before doing another. William watched as his dick felt like it was about to explode. wet sounds squishing as she plunged her small fingers in and out of her, her body lay flat as she clawed at her tits. she cried out, pulling her now soaked fingers into her mouth sucking on them. she winked into the camera before their eyes met, her mischievous grin dropped and her cheeks turned before Karen handed her a robe covering her. everyone else started talking, looking at footage, or taking a smoke break.

"I can't believe I did it," Paris giggled to Karen as they smoked outside, the robe fell off of her shoulder before william walked out. he gestured for Karen to leave as paris' hair blew in the wind as she watched the palm trees blow around. the sky was Grey and the ocean wrecked the sand. Paris smiled at the view, before she noticed Karen wasn't there. william sat next to her, staring out.

"pretty ain't it?" his voice deep, Paris nodded.

"listen honey, If we're gonna work together I'm gonna need you to stop playing this nervous act. you can be innocent or whatever but we're gonna have to be cool before your pretty self sits on my cock," he sighed, looking over at her. she snapped her head towards him, he shrugged.

"I'm just sayin, honey," Paris was upset. how could be such an asshole? she thought, or well she thought she was thinking.

"I'm not the asshole, I'm being realistic. it may be porn but I try to enjoy it and you should too." william snapped, Paris scoffed. William looked over at Paris with a look of disgust.

"then why the hell was that girl crying when I got here?" Paris crossed her arms over her chest, Williams eyes went down to her perfect tits before laughing.

"because of an orgasm, I gave her. fucked her, stretched her, tasted her, she came everytime. the last time she started crying her eyes out saying,' I can't, no more,' " he rolled her eyes, shrugging, "one day soon that'll be you,"

"you won't be able to make me cum," she spat at him, brows furrowed as she puts out her cigarette smashing it into the metal fence.

"and for the record, I'm doing this for money. not for pleasure," she said, bitterly. William sucked in a breath before stepping over to her, towering over her small frame. she stood stall, not faltering. he smirked down at her, his hands gently reaching for the belt around her robe before pulling it open. the robe exposed her perfect body, she gasped trying to close it before william held it wide open only towards him though.

"I'll show you pleasure, babygirl," his voice rough and deep, "and you'll still get that money, maybe even more. I'll show ya how it's done," his eyes racked her body, over and over. taking in every detail.

he closed her robe back up, her mouth agape at him. he grinned, before saying, "baby, close your mouth before I close it for you," he laughed in her face, turning to walk away before saying,"you're a real star, by the way,"

☆

"I can't believe him! of course, he's just a cocky asshole," Paris groaned into her bed, her roommate laughed.

"emphasis on cock, girl you're lucky. I've seen a couple of his films, and he is good. you can tell it's real," her friend, Rachel, grinned mischievous. Paris sighed, sitting up. maybe she should watch something of his so she knows what to expect?

"do you still have those films?" Rachel smirked, giggling.

"yes girl! they're hot as hell, here I'll get em," Paris sat up, her shorts wedging slightly and her big tshirt falling off her shoulder. Paris laid on her stomach waiting for Rachel, she thought about William. he was so hot, but twelve years older. Paris is freshly eighteen, it's a bit weird, but at least it's legal. she couldn't help but laugh out loud at her thoughts as Rachel entered.

"alright girl, I got billy the man and cowboy, which one?" Paris thought about it, cowboy seemed good to her but so did billy the man.

"you pick, you've seen em," she shrugged, Rachel nodded putting in a vhs. the screen went blue before turning black, then it opened to a scene.

william was in a bar, he was dressed as a cowboy. tight blue button up, with tight brown pants with cowboy boots, and a hat. Paris watched as he threw back a shot before the bar tender asked, "what else you'll be having?" it was a woman, she wore her dress low with heavy make up and big hair.

"you," suddenly William grabbed the woman and picked up the woman, as she placed kisses on his neck. he carried her over to a booth as he laid her down on her stomach, he yanked up her dressed before crouching down. he spread her cheeks open, before spitting on her pussy. he then quite literally devouring her, his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking on it, back to swirling his tongue up and down she pressed herself down on him. he spanked her, hard.

"mhm, no," he mumbled into her, pulling away. her moans and whimpers stop, as he pulls himself out of his pants.

"he's huge, rachel," Paris gaped, Rachel laughed clapping her hands. Paris watched as he fucked the shit out of that woman, she was screaming and clawing at him before he grabs her wrists planting them above her head. he leaned down to the woman's ear, whispering.

"such a fucking slut, you like that?" he plunged into her from the back, her screams loud as william moans.

"fuck, suck me now," he breathed, pulling out her hole clenching one last time.

Paris couldn't help but think about the aching feeling between her thighs. she was soaking, so wet than she'd ever been. surely, soaking through her shorts. she crossed her legs, rubbing her thighs against her heat. she couldn't help but wish that was her. the woman swallowed his largely endowed member almost all the way, she watched as William through his head back in pleasure. eyes screwing shut, as he came into her mouth. he pulled out of her mouth, a string of cum following.

then it ended, Paris knew she was fucked. she was so horny, she told her roommate she was going to bed before turning on the other film and touching herself. she came several times that evening, she washed her sheets and took a shower.

☆

she was at a party hosted by the industry, she walked in a tight short black dress, and some heels. music bumped, people were doing coke, smoking weed, or just simply having a good time. Paris sat in the corner, before she noticed a man coming up to her.

"hey, I'm jessie," his southern accent smooth, she nodded and shook his hand that he put out almost instantly.

"paris," she nodded, she sipped her champagne looking around for anyone or anything.

"I love your new tape, you're gonna be a star," Jessie said, closer to her. Paris gulped, extremely anxious.

"yeah, she is a star." Paris knew that voice, it was him. she watched as Jessie nodded before walking away, Paris scoffed grabbing another glass downing it.

"woah, slow down, baby," william laughed, she glared at him. of course, he came over to be an asshole.

"why did you come over here?" Paris quipped at him, he shrugged grabbing a glass of champagne and sipping on it. his blue green eyes racking her up and down. he wanted to tease her.

"oh no reason, you look good tonight. not as innocent of course. white is more your color," he smirked, stepping closer. Paris looked up at him, smirking. two can play at that game she thought.

"yeah, well, billy the man, you look good as a cowboy," her pink lips etched into a grin, his knees felt weak. he arched up one eyebrow.

"why do you think I said you look good in white?" he asked her, his fingers gently touching her brushing her hair out of the way. his fingers touched her colar bone, chills appeared on her skin. she looked down, before gulping and replying.

"I've seen why they call you billy the man, and let's just say, I touched myself to you and creamed everywhere," she smirked at him, his dick hardened, as her panties filled. she cleared her throat, stepping back from william. the rock music played, lowly. the party had died down, they both didn't even notice, william, grabbed Paris pulling her away.

"where are we going?" Paris asked, nervously william ignored her. pulling her into a broom closet. he pushes her upgainst the wall, she gasps. her back to the wall as William stood over her. looking down, his eyes much darker.

"to show me, what'ya got," he leans down and kisses her, his lips enveloping her into him. her hands unsure where to go, slowly going up his chest, william impatiently places her hands up in his long wavy hair. his hands racking up her body, pushing up her dress, his toned arms picking up her from under her thighs shoving her deeper into the wall. she moaned into him as he started sucking on her neck, licking, and kissing. she cried out, he placed a hand over her mouth.

"shhh, be quiet, honey," he grinded, into her. she soaked against his crotch. surely leaving a wet spot on his pants, william didn't care. he wanted to feel her.

he grinded his hardened self into her, she threw her head back in pleasure whimpering into his ear, he moaned quietly. no girl ever made me feel like this and he wasn't even inside of her.

"fuck, baby, so wet for me." he rubbed her clit, her juices coating his fingers, he rubbed with his two fingers, in circles wanting her to cum.

"fuck, will- " he stopped her placing a hand over her mouth, "daddy, I want you to call me daddy,"

Paris suddenly feel like she couldn't control herself anymore. her eyes rolled in the back of her head, as she shook and clenched around nothing. he pulled her hand out of her panties, pulling his fingers into his mouth sucking her juices off holding eye contact.

"that was easy," he mumbled into her ear, amusement in his voice. he sat her down, before looking down at his pants, a wet spot right on his crotch. he didn't care, he honestly wanted to inhale the scent. Paris sat there unsure of what to do, clearing her throat. he planted a wet kiss to the side of her head. she shook her head.

"what about you?" she asked,quietly. he smirked, laughing.

"what about me? you want my dick in your mouth that bad?" he asked, scanning over her body again walking slowly towards her. her back hit the wall, again. she looked up at him, nodding.

"well, I came. do you not need to?" she asked, almost innocently. Williams cock was hard, too hard. he did need to cum, but he'll save it for their scene together.

"nah, I'm good,thank you though," he smiled quickly opening the door, he stopped. Paris peaked around seeing, Karen. fuck, they both thought.

Karen had her arms crossed, with a annoyed look on her face. it was obvious things happened between the two, no doubt.

"seriously? can't keep your dick in your pants for five fucking minutes?" Karen spat, then looking at Paris before sighing.

"come on, let's get you home. will, you and I will have to talk."

☆

"save it for the cameras," Karen crossed her arms, "seriously. you don't need feelings getting involved,"

William scoffed, rolling his eyes before puffing on his cigarette. Karen stared at him disappointment, and slightly disgust.

"she's fine, we were just having a bit of fun," he didn't make eye contact with her, Karen groaned at him.

"she's young, will! she's practically a child who just so happens to be of legal age. you all have different mindsets, she's eighteen and you are a literal grown man. she is your scene partner, not your own flesh light." Williams nostrils flared, smashing his cigarette into the railing.

"oh my god, all you ever do is complain! she's young and? I was helping her out, is all. she threw herself at me, and yeah. I was into it, " william seethed stepping towards Karen, her back pressed against the railing, the salty air blowing.

"but, maybe I started it and I wanted it, wanted more." Karen pushed him back, glaring hard at him.

"save it for the fucking cameras or else," Karen walked away, her tight bun becoming unraveled slightly, her cotton blue suit feeling tighter than normal.

☆

Paris was mad at William, she could've lost her job. she got $75 for her solo scene which is the most they give out at the time, she was satisfied with herself. she was cleaning the apartment, music played as she danced around the apartment. the phone rang, she ran into the kitchen grabbing it.

"hello?" she asked, it was quite till she heard him .

"hey honey, I need you today," william spoke, she rolled her eyes.

"for work?" she asked, william chuckled.

"yes, doll. Karen told me to call for her," Paris felt unsure, what if he was just tricking her.

"can I talk to karen?" she asked, almost embarrassed.

he scoffed before replying, "you don't trust me honey,?"

before she got to reply, she heard Karen's voice. she felt better knowing she was talking to karen about work rather than him.

"hey sweetheart I'm sorry it's so short notice but I need you to be here within the hour, come to this address okay?" Paris nodded writing down the address, nervousness bubbling in her. she was finally going to fuck billy the man. Paris felt like her heart was going go explode out of her chest in the back of the taxi. her nails pressing into her palms as hard as she could, her jaw was clenched and she stared out of the window. she passed palm tree after palm tree, looking out at the beach. the taxi came to a stop, they were at the beach entrance. her eye brows furrowed.

"we're here," the driver spoke, gruffly eyeing her from the rear view mirror. she handed him a twenty, before stepping out. the taxi pulled off fast, her sundress moving around her thighs. she walked down to the entrance, her flip flops covered in the hot sand. she couldn't help but smile at the salty air. the sun was beating down on her, she kept walking till she spotted Karen of course yelling at William.

"where is she!? the hour is almost up!" Karen looked so anxious and stressed, Paris sped up her walking speed.

"we have to start shooting, william, and if she's not here I'll have to call someone else," Karen frantically, swung her hands around as William turned out. his brows furrowed from the sun, he smirked at Paris. her dress was see through in the sun.

"hey good lookin," he called to Paris, karen screamed excitedly.

"you're here! fuck, go put on this suit okay? there's a small out house over there, we have to start shooting, like now! now go!" she shoved a red one piece bathing suit in paris' hands. it looked like the baywatch suits, Paris had always dreamed about being one of those girls. Paris nodded walking off, taking a quick glance at William. he was shirtless with short swim shorts on, his tan skin glistening, his broad shoulders, toned arms and chest. Paris quickly turned around meeting Williams eyes. he winked back at her, she could feel her cheeks heat up as she scurried off towards the outhouse. she pulled open the curtains, slipping her dress down her shoulders to over her hips to down at her feet. she slipped off her panties, sliding on suit. it fit her like a glove, and gave her breasts a push up look. the red suit extremely high cut, with her whole ass out. she couldn't help but feel extremely exposed, no one was at the beach where they were at but still. she felt nervous.

she picked up her panties and dress, walking out. she held her clothes in front of her, knowing her ass was out she wanted to feel covered a bit more. she walked over to the rest of the crew, william was the first to notice her but didn't say anything.

"you ready sweetheart? alright, so you're a life guard and william is.. a beach goer," Karen said, hesitantly.

"wait, isn't a cowboy like his thing?" Paris, asked her brows furrowing in confusion.

"baby, I'm all kinds of things," he laughed, Karen shook her head as Paris still looked confused.

"we wanted to try a different scene, see how yall both do," Karen smiled, rubbing paris' arm before loudly yelling, "let's get this show on the road people,"

Paris wanted to scream, or drown herself in the ocean. she could not believe this was happening, she stood in the water with her toes in the sand as William laid down on a towel. she was supposed to approach him, and start the scene. she was so nervous, but yet so excited.

"and, action!" a voice called out, two cameras from a far and another cameraman behind her scanning her face and body. she walked towards william was, he laid there with his eyes closed hands on his stomach. the cameraman followed closely behind her making sure to catch an angle of her ass and in between her legs. she cleared her throat at William, he peaked an eye at her open.

"sir, no sleeping on the beach," she said, standing a top of him. his blue eyes opened, a playful grin on his face. he chuckled at Paris, he sat up on his elbows.

"oh yeah? what are you gonna do about it, life guard?" he asked, a playful smirk on his lips.

Paris gulped, before responding.

"I could write you up?" Paris suggested, william laughed standing up.

"or we could forget it ever happened," he suggested, lowly. she looked up at him as his fingers traced her thighs, right up by her hip bones. she shuddered, william leaned down to her ear.

"I can't wait to finally feel you," he said, too low for anyone to hear but him and her. she gasped before william placed a wet hungry kiss to her parted lips, his tongue slipped in as she remembered what he liked. she kissed him back with the same energy, slipping her fingers in his waves. her tongue traced his tongue as his hands roamed her body, kneading her ass flesh to her back, to finally her tits. his thumb softly rubbing her hardened nipple, she let out a little whimper as william leaned down to her ear licking her ear lobe then his tongue tracing down to a spot below her ear. she moaned tugging on his hair. his left hand slowly went down her body, rubbing her. she threw her head back, moaning. william licked down her chest pulling her straps down, exposing her tan breasts her pink nipples hard against the salty cool air. she sucked in her breath, as william took a nipple into his mouth. she whimpered, this time she felt herself pooling in the suit. she looked at william with pleading eyes , his eyes met hers as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her onto the towel down with him.

Paris was so horny and william was full on teasing her, he had barely touched her as she was a moaning wet mess. william laid down on his back, pulling Paris on top of him. he groaned as she straddled him, she moaned feeling him against her.

"forgot about that write up huh?" he asked, his voice low a smirking playing at his mouth. she grinded against him, as billy looked up at her. he bit his lip, before pulling her lips to him again.

"mhm, slide your suit over baby," he said against her mouth, her hand slid down pulling her suit over. Williams hand played with her clit, rubbing in circles with his thumb while his other hand pulled himself out.

"you're gonna ride me baby, wanna see them pretty tits bounce," he said, she nodded. preparing herself as she placed herself on top of his tip, she was soaked no doubt but william was huge. her roommate said he looked about 9 or 10 inches. she gulped at the thought, she slid down him slowly. William groaned, loudly.

"s-shit, so fuckin tight," he mumbled, his eyes closing. Paris was in pain, but soon as she took him all in and adjusted he hit this spot. he felt her clench around him, he couldnt help but smile.

"so easy," he mumbled, as he wrapped his arms around Paris lifting his hips up taking over. his arms wrapped around her waist as her plowed into her, she screamed as william hit her g spot over and over.

"fuck, baby, you feel too fuckin good," he moaned into her neck, she threw her head back lost in euphoria. her juices coated his cock, dripping. William had lost himself in her, listening to her moans and whimpers. he quickly flipped them both over so he was top, pulling her legs above her head, he grabbed both her wrists pulling them above her head.

"want daddy to keep fucking you, honey?" he asked, pulling out teasing between her wet swollen folds. Paris felt like her body was on fire, she felt tired from cumming so much but she wanted to show she could do it.

"yes daddy, please, keep fucking me. I need to feel all of you," she moaned, william groaned before shoving all of himself into her at once. she cried out, her eyes closing. he let go of her wrists grabbing her jaw, her lips puckering.

"fuckin look at me while you take my dick," her eyes wide, tears brimming as william plunged into her over and over. she moaned loudly, william held her face, noticing her eyes watering.

"yeah, take it, baby. you gonna cum for daddy again?" his hand played with her clit while he fucked her. she felt all of him, she was losing her mind.

"yes daddy," his hand on her throat, applying slight pressure as he moaned into her.

"oh fuck, not gonna last much longer with you saying all that," Paris cried out, as william picked up his pace. yanking her on hips as he slammed into her, her legs wrapping around his tight waist. his large calloused hands under her back pulling her close, her head hung back mouth a gape. William moaned, as he became sloppy yet still quick. he pulled out, finishing on her naked body spread out all over. on her tits, stomach, and right above her swollen pussy.

william was out of breath, standing up before helping Paris up. Karen rushed over with a robe, before paris' legs shook so much she had to be steaded into william. Williams arms grabbed her, a laugh erupting from his lips. Paris' skin pink and sweaty, her hair a mess, her lips swollen but william thought she looked beautiful still. Karen placed the silky robe around her shoulders, Paris felt like she was going to fall over.

"wow, will, you really got her," Karen laughed, as Paris giggled quietly. william laughed, picking up the red suit. following behind the girls, william couldn't help but think about Paris. she seemed so innocent yet so sure of herself.

"how about we go and celebrate yalls first scene?" Paris drank a water bottle, slipping on her dress forgetting her panties. she didn't know where they went, she didn't know william had taken them.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Sanji Gets Rejected (ANGST/FLUFF)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

WC: 2k

CW: Angst, Rejection, Kissing, Fluff at the End

There he is, doing it again;

“You’re so beautiful, Maam!”

Another random woman he tried to woo on another random island, this one didn’t just push off Sanji this time though, she toyed with him. You guys were docked for a few days to recoup, restock, and relax a bit after escaping another long fight with some marines.

You all went your separate ways, and in that you kept watch of Sanji. It wasn’t intentional but you managed to always bump into him and the woman almost Everytime you stopped somewhere.

“Y/N-SAAAANNNN MEET —“

“Abby.”

She was a beautiful taller woman, she had a very disgusting attitude though, you’ve seen her around a few times and you could tell she used her looks to get what she wanted from men and she most definitely did it with Sanji. You tried warning him about her hopefully she wasn’t working someone that could be hunting you all down but he of course, didn’t listen.

"Sanji we should head back to the Merry soon--"

"BUT Y/NNNN" His voice a pitch higher as he twirled around the woman, looking as unimpressed as ever at the poor boy, "CAN I JUST STAY A FEW MORE HOURS WITH THE LOVELY ABBY--"

"Actually, you guys own A boat right?” Abby walked closer towards you, you stood back a little with a crooked face at her invasion of interest, but before you could decline her Sanji insisted she come for dinner.

“Ji, I—“

“Well of course I’d love to come see what you people—“

“You people?” You Tilt your head at her holding your hip, the hell she mean by that?.

“Yes. How you people live. I never Seen a pirate ship up close and personal. You’d show me. Right Sanji?”

He melted into her hot touch like ice when she caressed his cheek. You groan rolling your eyes at how naive Sanji could be.

The day goes by and you really could not wait until Abby left. She was rude, demanding, arrogant, and nobody even liked her.

She insulted you, Nami, and Robin,

Taunted Chopper and Usopp

Flirted with Zoro behind Sanji’s back

And even mocked Luffy.

But Sanji didn’t even seem to notice because she had him wrapped around her stupid finger.

“When is she leaving?” Nami grumbled in your ear, you both watched Abby and Sanji in the kitchen. He tried showing her some new moves he learned to hold multiple plates at once, but she couldn’t care less.

You on the other hand loved when he did that.

It was finally time for dinner and it was somewhat awkward considering Everytime someone spoke Abby had something to say.

“Oh, Robin I got that tea you liked.” You causally said to her and she smiled back at you across the table.

“Thank—“

“You know I never pegged you pirates to have a level of class about you all….interesting. Especially you—um…uh…”

“That’s y/n-san, my love!” Sanji spoke and came over to take her plate to clean. “She’s one of the classiest women I’ve met!”

“….could have fooled me with that outfit.”

You almost spoke out of turn until you felt Zoro’s hand on your shoulder and he shook his head at you.” She isn’t worth it” he mouthed to you.

After dinner everybody was on the deck doing their own thing, and you and Zoro were trash talking Abby of course.

You more than him though.

“And she had the fucking nerve to say—“

“Why don’t you just tell the damn love cook the truth.”

“What? You don’t think I have? The stupid bitch—“

“Not that…you telling Sanji how much you liked him.”

You felt your soul drop to your feet. Zoro didn’t have a care in the world when he said that, all he did was take a sip of his sake and stared at you, scoffing.

“It’s pretty evident you like the pervert. Why? I don’t know….I’m better looking anyways..”

“What?”

“Nothing. Just—-Stop making it so damn obvious you liked if if you don’t have the guts to tell him. We are leaving the day after tomorrow so after this we never have to see her again—“

“NO!?”

Everybody turned to the commotion in the middle of the ship. It was of course Abby and Sanji , and Abby making a big deal over something.

“No way I won’t join? “ Abby huffed at Sanji’s request. “The pirate life isn’t for me. I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“…oh…well…I leave in 2 days so…maybe before you leave you can…um…send me off right?”

Abby chuckled at him cupping his cheek, seeing the blood trickle from his nose and his eyes popping out of his face, “y-you’re so beautiful, Abby!”

“Mmhm…so you want me to send you off right?…like…a kiss?”

Sanji nearly exploded, but tried to keep his composure, “y-y-yes! I mean—if you would grant me the blessing perhaps?”

Hearing this conversation was absurd. You didn’t even realize your face was shaped in the look of disgust causing Zoro to snicker at you, “If she bothers you that much then just say something.”

“Say what jackass, ‘hey Sanji don’t kiss her because I want you.’”

“So you do want the love cook—“

“IRRELEVANT!”

You both stopped your bickering to see more of Sanji’s antics, moreso him acting like a complete love struck idiot handing her some roses and a drink,

“Here you go, my love! I got you these from that garden we walked past! And then! And then I made you your favorite! Remember? At the restaurant—“

“Yes. Sanji. I remember….you really are like a little lap dog…” Abby pat his head and once again…more swooning

“I’D BE YOUR LOYAL DOG OF COURSE!” He sung with his heart eyes almost bursting out his head

“And I guess a doggy gets a treat huh.”

You almost didn’t want to stare but you just couldn’t look away. Abby leaned into Sanji and he blushed, eyes closed so prepared for a kiss until.

“Oops.”

You could hear everybody gasping. It was always as if time was still,

“Wha—“

Abby poured the cold drink over Sanji’s head, running not only his hair, but his expensive suit. Right after she throws the flowers in his face to shoulder bump him,

“Nothing personal, but it’s foolish of you to think I’d actually give you; a poor pirate a time of day…I’m actually a little insulted by it.”

Everybody stared in shock, even Zoro seeing her leave off of the Going Merry.

“HEY! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU CAN’T DO THAT TO MY FRIEND—!”

Luffy went to go run at her, but Zoro and Nami ran and held him back because they both knew Luffy would have easily done another Vivi moment for how rude she has been all evening.

You however walked over to Sanji, arms out and head down, broken glass and petals by his feet.

You felt rage enough rage in your body to just lash out of that stupid stank, but your main priority was Sanji right now.

“San—-“

Your hand touched his drenched shoulder, he didn’t say many words he just took off his jacket and bent down,

“Watch out, Y/N…you may step on some glass.” He looked up at you, eyes just glossing in tears, with a fake smile, “We don’t want you to have another accident again right?”

Your heart was shattered for him watch him fake a smile while on the ground, you couldn’t help but to take his arm and walk him to the bathroom to get him cleaned off as everybody tried calming Luffy down.

You say him on the toilet and took off any remaining flowers and branches in his hair, his skin was sticky from the drink and so you wiped his face with a towel.

“You don’t—-“

“No.” You protested, cleaning him off, “Let me do this.”

Sanji didn’t resist, he sat quietly for a moment. You wished you knew what he was thinking right now so you’d find the right words to say.

“She…she didn’t mean it..”

You paused for a moment. Of course he’d say that. Sighing you decided not to talk back and let him continue to defend her unforgivable actions.

“I was coming on to strong. Maybe if I didn’t —“

“Please stop. Sanji. Please?”

….

“It’s not your fault, Ji..” you combed your fingers through his hair to take out anything else that could have been in it. “I understand why you’d want to excuse her actions but it wasn’t your fault it was hers. She doesn’t deserve a guy like you. You have a kind heart Sanji. Just…sometimes it can be blinded by …women. And I know…you told me how you were raised. Which is why I will never be angry at you for that. I just wish you’d be more..aware of the red flags some women can be. I’m sorry this happened, don’t be embarrassed okay? It—-Sanji.”

You picked up his chin and saw his lip quiver and his eyes teary, dammit you hate when he cries. You squat in front of him and wipes his tears, “It’s okay…it’s—“

“I thought she was going to be my first kiss.”

You blink at him, and he immediately looks away in shame, “no! No! Don’t be embarrassed! Please, Sanji—It’s okay to not have a first kiss! Look at me…”

He does, your thumb on his short stubble and traveling to the corner of his eye. He looked so much like a child you wanted to just scoop him up and hug him all day . “It’s okay to not have your first kiss yet…but when you have it….it should be with someone special y’know?..not some stupid no ass bitch that’s trynna use you.”

Finally, Sanji breaks out into a chuckle, you missed his smile already, it was a pretty sweet silence between you both until you kept staring into his pretty blue-grey eyes, and his in yours. It wasn’t long until your smiles faded and you leaned into him to kiss him softly, immediately feeling his cheeks heating, but you quickly pulled back.

“I’m…I’m so sorry.” You stand up straight touching your lips. “I’m sorry that—that was so wrong of me I—“

Sanji stands to Cup your cheek and kiss you back, he’s a bit shaky and his hands are sticky and clammy but you hold onto his before looking back at him sighing in relief and touch his forehead with yours.

“You didn’t have to kiss me…”

“But I wanted to…for a long time actually.”

Sanji was actually in shock, he stared at you wide eyed, but before he had a blood fest you walked over to turn on the shower for him.

“How ‘bout we um…finish this when you get out of the shower huh?”

“…Ah! Um..yes! Yes of course! I’ll be right out!…thank you, my love.”

You smile at him before leaving, as he showers you await in the kitchen with everybody else and explain to not EVER mention what happened again to him.

“Why? Or did you fuck him to make him fee—OW!”

You smile and wink at Nami for hitting the idiot swordsman in the head and his stupid comment.

Once Sanji comes back he is actually in a better mood, he looks lighter and happier, but he just couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

The whole time he bathed he kept touching his lips thinking of you. Abby was far off of his mind and you were now in the forefront .

Late that night Sanji finished dinner and dessert for everybody but asks for you to stay in the kitchen with him. You felt a bit nervous, but that wasn’t until he sat beside you and hugs you tightly.

“I never got to thank you properly.” He says in your ear with a small peck, “You’re too kind….I’m glad you were my first.”

That night you both stayed up not just kissing, but talking too, he still swooned a bit whenever you reached to kiss him on the corner of his lips but the whole night went so smoothly, you never saw such a relaxed side to him. And you loved it.

Little did you know the impact you made for such a small gesture to the little love cook.

[starysky1289]

Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. Dior.

A/N: sorry if this isn’t fantastic, been having a lil trouble writing, fics may be coming fewer and farther between, only because I wanna post stuff that’s good and worth reading. But I do hope yall enjoy this.

TW: Toxic relationship, Manipulation, Gaslighting

“ You did what? “

“ I got myself a job at the mall!! I’ll be working at Dior!! I’ll be able to pay off my student loans easier now. “

Vanessa’s icy eyes stared at you. This job was a bit of a last resort, your loans where piling up and you felt that if you didn’t start paying now, you never would. You knew Vanessa was upset, but why would she be? She didn’t have to spend any more money on you, she wouldn’t need to baby you.

“ and you did this. Without telling me. You just decided to go and get a job?? Why don’t you talk to me! “

“ cause I wanted to surprise you Vanessa!! And now, I’ll be more independent, you won’t need to spend money on me anymore. Plus, right now I’m only working Thursdays,Fridays, and Saturdays, so we’ll still have plenty of time to hang out. “

Vanessa’s gaze shortened, as she grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer to her. You where lucky you where on the campus, who knows what she’d do to you if you where at the house.

“ I don’t want you independent. You should be spending your time with me. God knows why I let you live in the dorm. I can’t with you right now y/n. “

Vanessa let go of your wrist and stormed off. You sighed, turning back to your dorm building. She was just protective of you, she didn’t want people near you. You’d be fine, she’ll get used to it soon.

*~*

You wore a simple beige shirt and black cardigan, as well as some simple jeans. It was your first official day on the floor, and you were simply assigned with fixing displays and putting the new bags out on the floor.

You were going through the boxes, pulling out the beautiful leather bags, gently placing them them onto the displays. You heard the click of heel’s against the marble floor, figuring it was just your manager checking on you.

“ well, if it isn’t my princess. Look at you, working. “

You turned around, your heart almost skipping a beat. Vanessa stood before you, wearing a pink checkered coat and black crop top, along with a white skirt. A bit more revealing than what she’d normally wear in public, but she probably had a party after this.

“ Vanessa! It’s great see you! Yes I love this job, it’s so simple and the people are great. I’m really happy I did this “

“ I don’t like how you’re not home. With me. But I suppose I’ll just, get over it. Never-mind that….don’t you just look gorgeous~ “

Vanessa stepped closer, and cupped a hand against your clothed heat. You gasped, trying to push her away.

“ n-no Vanessa. Not h-here! I’m working….”

“ im just making sure she’s alright dear…I haven’t played with you in a while, huh dear? “

“ n-Nessa….”

Vanessa snickered, pulling back and glancing around the store. You turned back to the bags, red hot in the face.

“ I think I’ll just look around, make sure no one messes with you dear. “

“ there’s security, I’ll be fine Vanessa… “

Vanessa only clicked her tounge, before walking off. You sighed, turning back to your work. You knew she’d keep bothering you at work, even if it messed you up her own schedule. You saw your manager walking over and tried to busy yourself again

“ hey, y/n. Everything ok? Saw something happen with that girl. “

“ alls ok, that was my girlfriend. She just came to check up on me, I’m getting back to work right now. “

“ alright,well, just make sure she dosnt keep interrupting you. “

“ yes maam…”

You sighed, looking at the hand bags you’d never be able ti afford by yourself. You didn’t wanna admit it to yourself, but you wanted this job, needed it. You just wanted to be yourself around people, and not the quiet, shy, obedient girl you were for Vanessa. But that’s just how you were, always willing to listen, desperate to please.

*~*

Vanessa would always come and visit almost every day you worked. Be it just passing by or coming in. And everyday something was off. One day some of the wallets where tossed around the display table, another the bags where out of there color coded order, which put your manager is tizzy.

One day, Vanessa came in with half the soroity. Why wouldn’t they, it was the yearly sale, and they all needed a new bag.

“ y/n, baby, why don’t you help me hold all this. And why don’t you choose something you want, for working so hard “

“ V-Vanessa I have to- “

“ Y/N. I told you to be restocking the shoes, there practically flying off the shelf’s. If you can’t- oh! Ms Shelly! I’m so sorry to interrupt your shopping. “

You looked between Vanessa and your manager bewildered.

“ it’s no issue, y/n was just going to help me and the girls shop, I hope you don’t mind “

“ not at all maam! Y/n. Ms Shelly is one of our top buyers, you’ll be best behaved for her and help her and her party with whatever they need. “

You knew better than to argue, and simply nodded, following Vanessa around the store, standing silently besides her as she and the girls shoped throughout the store.

“ your such a good little helper y/n. Here, I’ll get you this, it’s cute, isn’t it “

Vanessa tossed you a little pink wallet, 560 dollar, although on sale it would only be about 450, not like it changed much. A roar of laughter distracted you, you located it coming from the group of girls by dresses.

“ n-ness will you quiet them d-down…there disturbing the peace-“

“ don’t make me get your manager, sweetheart. You’ve been so obedient now, let the girls have fun “

Vanessa kissed you gently, and snickered, pulling you away to the next section. Something about this job made you feel even more worthless than you were before. People where rude to you, and you where taught that putting yourself first in this job was rude and horrible. You’d rather be home with Vanessa, listening to her talk about the latest gossip, and having someone to ramble about your writings, even if she didn’t listen.

You helped carry the bags and shoes to the register, leaving Vanessa to her own for now.

“ baby, real quick. “

You turned around, Vanessa slipped you the wallet and smirked.

“ all payed for, you keep it. I love you baby..thank you for helping me~ “

“ oh, t-thank you nessy. I love you too, I’ll see you tonight. “

You kissed her gently, and turned back to your work, feeling warmer and bubblier than usual.

*~*

“ Y/N!! My office, now! “

You quickly turned from your work, you’d never hear your manager this angry. You made you way over your her, and followed her into the office. You sat in the chair across from her, trying not to seem scared.

“ your fired. “

“ W-what?? No, n-No why?? “

“ why? You’ve stolen from us, and you carry it around with you like it’s nothing! “

You quickly understood what she ment. You pulled out the wallet, staring between it and your manager.

“ no, Vanessa bought this for me! She gave it to me- “

“ now your blaming our top customer? You were the one working that sector! Give me the wallet. And get out! “

Tears swelled around your eyes, you saw it, Vanessa brought it up to the register, than gave it to you. She wouldn’t steal, she’d never.

You pulled your cards and money out of the wallet and handed it to her, before walking out of the office, and out of the store. You were already sobbing before you even got out of the mall, there wasn’t a bus to take you back to the college yet, so you’d have to call Vanessa.

“ what. “

“ V-Vanessa….i-I need you to come pick me up…t-they fired me. “

You sobbed into the phone, Vanessa went on mute for a moment, before comming back.

“ I’m coming baby. I’m so sorry, what happened? What could you have done? “

“ t-they think I stole the wallet…a-and didn’t belive it when I said you got it for me..”

“ my lord. I’ll be there soon baby, I knew this job would be too much for you. We’ll…snuggle…when we get home, ok baby? “

You sniffled, whipping your face and trying your breath. Vanessa was on your side, she belived you. She’d even comfort you when you’d come back. You needed her. She was the only person who could help you cope with this.

“ ok…thank you Vanessa…I love you..”

“ I love you too sweetheart, I’ll see you soon~ “

[petertingle-yipyip]

WORLD CLASS SINNER - FRANK CASTLE

two - i don’t forgive you

one // three // masterlist

Pairing: platonic frank x livia

Word Count: 6,812

Summary: Groundwork for the coming battle is laid out but the goal may not be as clear as it once seemed.

Hatred. White hot, burning hatred.

That was all that was left in your head when you thought of Billy Russo. When he hung your from your bleeding wrists, any sentiment left bled out. When he screamed for you to beg, any regret for what was to come fell away. When he shot through your wrist, he shot any chance of redemption.

Now, when you thought of the man you once thought you could love, you wanted him dead. No matter how twisted his memories, how broken his mind, you’d never forgive him.

Dinah brought the three of you back to her apartment. It was nicer than yours, but on a Homeland SAC salary, of course it should’ve been. She said it was up to you three to decide living arrangements and she’d go to a hotel. You offered your apartment for her but she insisted that Billy would go there at some point. She didn’t care to listen to the fact that you had moved since Russo had last been where you lived.

Rachel asked a million questions in what seemed like one breath, then it turned into a long ramble about the state of Dinah’s apartment.

“You can take the bedroom.” You answered when she gave pointed looks to you both after asking who either of you were. “Gives you some privacy.”

“I’ll take the couch.” Frank nodded.

“What about you?” She sighed.

“I have my own place.” You nodded. “Or we can cross that bridge if we come to it. Go get some rest.”

Once the door shut behind her, you dropped on the couch beside Frank and let out a heavy sigh. Frank flipped on the TV and you let your head fall against the back of the couch to stare at the ceiling. Frank’s channel flipping led to a news story about Billy’s escape and the mention of his name ignited something under your skin.

Something feral, vengeful.

You had never, never wanted someone dead more in your life.

“How’d you end up with the kid?” You asked after he changed the channel again.

“Those people, they followed her into the bar I was at… I tell you, Princess, if it was a grown man, I wouldn’t have looked twice. But since it was a goddamn kid…”

“She’s crying.” You said instead, feeling that cold sensation hit your skin and mimic tears on your own face. “She’s so scared, Frank.”

“I know..”

“We’ve gotta protect her.” You said quietly and sat up to face Frank.

“Yeah…”

“I want him dead, but I don’t give a shit about going after him right now. Until he comes after me or remembers more than a goddamn logo of who attacked him, I don’t fucking care. That girl-“ You pointed to the bedroom. “-needs to be priority number one… Who the hell were those guys in Ohio? He killed some of his own men.”

“I don’t know. She don’t know either.”

“We can’t wait for them to come for her again. Did she tell you why they were after her?”

“Some pictures.”  He shrugged. “Said she doesn’t know what’s on them but won’t let anyone touch ‘em.”

“Weird.” You confessed before looking at him again. You noticed how exhausted he seemed. “Hey… Get some rest, okay? I’ll raid her kitchen and put something together for you guys in the meantime.”

“You don’t gotta-“ He tried but you were already standing.

“Rest, Marine.” You said firmly. “Something tells me this is gonna get real fucked real fast.”

“Yes, maam.” He teased as he shifted to lay on the couch. “Livia?”

“Yeah?” You were halfway to the kitchen.

“My kids would’ve loved you.”

You turned quickly, absolutely shocked by what he said. You took a step closer and saw his eyes were closed. The man must’ve been half asleep before the thought had fully processed but the words still made your chest tight. It made you feel some strange sort of responsibility, to live up to that idea.

It made you wonder if that was possible for you.

You busied yourself in the kitchen in better off dwelling on the thought. You made a simple meal of chicken, rice, and veggies since you weren’t sure what Rachel’s diet was or if she’d come out to eat anytime soon. You made up three plates and packaged the leftovers, just as Dinah was getting home.

The sound of her closing the door woke Frank so you left two plates on the counter while tucking the third into the oven. You scribbled a quick note that there was a plate for her and slid it under the bedroom door to Rachel, then you returned to the kitchen and gathered the plates and silverware. You handed one to Frank and sat beside him with your own.

“Just make yourself at home then.” Dinah said sarcastically.

“Someone has to feed them.” You shrugged. “But by all means, don’t let me interrupt.”

You were barely listening as she filled in Frank on what was going on with Billy. Instead, you were looking at the bedroom door, hoping the kid would come out to eat. You looked back when you heard the light thud of something landing in Frank’s hand.

You looked over and saw the panicked sketches of the skull Frank had spray painted onto his bulletproof and the vague outline of your mask. The shapes would overlap sometimes, take up full pages other times. But every scribbled stroke of the pen was doused in emotion that you couldn’t look at it for long.

“… lulled them into thinking he was harmless.” Dinah ranted.

“Maybe he was.” You shrugged and Dinah stared at you like you were crazy. “What I mean is maybe your visits and mine, both of us telling him what he did, it triggered something in him. For all he knew, he was powerless. Then two women come in and tell him that he nearly killed them, despite said woman being in positions of power… You’d be surprised what an inflated ego can do for a man.”

Dinah turned away and opened the closet behind her, pulling out the bulletproof from the carousel. She tossed it at Frank and you watched his face for a reaction.

“That blood is yours and it’s mine and it’s hers and it’s his.” She said, using more desperation with each word. “If you’ve moved on and you’ve got closure, good for you. He hasn’t. Has she?” She gestured to you.

“When I looked into his eyes, I saw nothing of the man he was. If you’re right and it was a ploy, there’s no emotions to hold him back this time. You pick a fight with him, he won’t hesitate like you did.”

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” She scoffed.

“You had the shot. You didn’t take it.” Frank added in annoyance. “What do you want from me?”

“You think I don’t know that?” She damn near yelled. “I went to see him in the hospital every day once I was recovered. Because I wanted to hear him admit what he did.” She turned to face you. “I trusted him just like you… Maybe that’s why you couldn’t kill him either.”

“Excuse me?” Frank snapped while you stood quickly and loudly said “What did you just say?”

“That’s why you couldn’t kill him either!” She screamed back at you both.

“Killing him would’ve been too easy.” Frank countered, calmer than you were.

“Yeah, or too hard.” She continued to argue.

“The only reason I didn’t kill him was because I had lost too much blood.” You reasoned tightly, trying to shut down the burning anger throughout your veins. “If I had been in better shape, I would’ve slit his throat.”

“But you didn’t.” She sneered and you almost slapped her for it.

“That why we’re here, Madani? To take the shot you couldn’t?” Frank argued and you felt his presence behind you, standing at your back.

“Just give me names.” She backed down. “Name. Places. Anything I can use to find him.”

You and Frank said nothing. You both slowly backed away to the couch and she sighed in defeat before leaving. You blew out a sigh and let your head fall to Frank’s shoulder.

“You saw him?” Frank asked quietly.

“Only once. Mahoney caught me outside my building and dragged me over.” You explained. “His shrink thought it’d help…”

“It did something.”

“Nothing good, it seems.”

Later that night, Frank was dressed to go out. When you asked, he simply said for you to stay back and keep an eye on the girl. You waved him off and said for him to tell whoever he was visiting that you said hi. He laughed, patted you on the shoulder, and took off.

The next morning, Rachel began banging on the inside of the bedroom door. You shot up from your spot on the couch and Frank moved with you. He unlocked the door and she came out screaming, hitting and pushing Frank by his chest. You went up behind her and wrapped your arms around her, effectively pinning her arms to her side while you dragged her to the other side of the room.

You let yourself absorb her anger and panic, feeling it burn your skin and jolt down your spine. Almost instantly she relaxed in your arms and you let her go. You turned away from them both while you gave the sensations a moment to clear. With a deep breath, you were through it and you gestured for Rachel to sit down.

With a gentle nudge, you got her to talk about how she ended up on the run.

“Who’s he?” You interrupted her story. “Who came back?”

“Look, I really think we should just get out of here.” She said instead and you and Frank exchanged a look. “That’s what Fiona would do. ‘If you think your cover’s blown, just run’ .”

“Fiona…” You repeated with a nod. “Melina said that your cover’s not blown until you blow it. And once it is, fight back. Who’s Fiona?”

“Who’s Melina?” She shot back defensively.

“My aunt, helped train me and my cousins. Your turn.”

“I worked for her, me and the others… She took care of us and we did jobs for her.”

“The kind of jobs that got people trynna kill you?” Frank commented. “Doesn’t sound like she cared about you that much.”

“Well you didn’t know her, did you?” She retorted quickly.

“Angry little thing, isn’t she?” You almost laughed.

“Be nice.” Frank said, holding back his own laugh. “How’d you end up with her, living a life like that?”

“I don’t know. How does anyone end up doing anything?”

“I was taken as an infant.” You shrugged. “Can we get back to your story?”

“Okay…” She nodded and righted herself. “Next thing I knew, I was under the bed in this motel and my friends… They’re all bleeding out on the carpet. And I wanna run but I can’t, because that guy , the one with the vest and the old times preacher shirt…”

“Yeah, I saw him.” You nodded.

“He came back in and I couldn’t run. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t… I couldn’t do anything because he was literally standing right there.”

“So what was it, a job gone bad?”

“Mhmm. Fiona snuck us into some catering crew for this funeral in Chicago. We had to take pictures of these guys and I felt super weird about it because they were, like, hugging and kissing and crying but…”

Frank let out a sigh as the information sat amongst the three of you. 

“He killed everyone I ever cared about. How do you think that feels?” She challenged Frank loudly.

“Don’t pick this fight, kid.” You warned calmly. “We’ve had our fair share of loss, alright? We get that he’s dangerous and we get that you’re scared.”

“What do you wanna do about it?” Frank asked, but you could feel that grief still inside him.

“Do about it?” She repeated in shock. “They’re gone, dead. And he wants to kill me too now, us. What we should do is split up and get the hell out of here. There’s this girl I know, Shontel. She’s here in the city and she used to run with us. She’d hook us up, I know she would.”

“Or sell us out.” You looked to Frank. “Guy like that has to have a higher up that’s pissed, enough to put a bounty on all three of us.”

Frank hummed in agreement.

“I could talk to Red.” Your hand went to the chain tucked safely under your shirt, still adorned with the ring you found.

“Nah, you know how this is gonna end and he ain’t gonna be able to do it.” He shook his head and you gave a short nod in agreement. “I get the feeling you two aren’t on great terms at the moment anyway.”

“Just…” You dropped your hand and looked back to Rachel. “The good thing is that we still have some anonymity from the guy. He has a fake name for you-“ You pointed to Frank. “-and I’m starting to think you too.” You pointed to Rachel and she hesitantly nodded. “He has a face for me but I think it was too dark for home to really see me. I'm sure he’s running all the checks he can to connect us, regardless.”

“Hello!? Why aren’t you listening to me?” She loudly cut in.

“You’ve seen what this guy can do.” Frank said lowly. “You know he’s not gonna stop. You’re gonna run? You’re gonna hide? He’s gonna find you. He seems pretty connected.”

A beat of silence while she processed the explanation.

“You go to your friend, she’s as good as dead.” You agreed. “You’d be risking not just your life and hers, but both of ours too. Could you live with that?”

“Sometimes, kid, you gotta fight.” Frank added. “You take the fight to them.”

“I’ll make breakfast.” You nodded and headed to the kitchen.

A little while after everyone was eating, Dinah came home. The first thing out of her mouth was about Billy. You listened to their conversation but didn’t add anything as they talked about some guy from Billy’s childhood. Rachel shot you a concerned look at the conversation continued and her interjection was immediately shot down. You smiled apologetically and gestured to the  food in front of her.

The sudden knock on the door halted all conversation. You ushered Frank and Rachel into the bedroom before you tucked yourself in the space under Dinah’s kitchen island. You crouched down and pulled the chair in enough to seem inconspicuous while your hand pulled the gun from the back of your waistband. You kept it tucked against your hip while the other hand flattened on the ground to keep yourself stable.

Some of the tension in your body melted when you heard the voice. It was just Brett. You listened in and were unsurprised to find out that Dinah had swiped Billy’s journal.

A few moments after the door closed, your phone buzzed.

-meet me there-

You sighed slightly as you came out from your hiding place. Frank and Rachel came out soon after and you exchanged looks with your friend. He had a mission in mind, that much you could tell. But you didn’t know exactly what and while you wanted to help him first, you knew there was a certain level of compliance you owed Dinah. 

You left before Frank did, hailing a cab to your building. You hustled to your apartment and changed. Your badge was at your hip, your FBI bulletproof across your torso, your gun at your back. You tucked a blade into the waistband at the opposite hip before throwing a jacket over the vest and heading out.

You had gotten there a few minutes before Dinah so you took a quick lap around the property. You kept yourself open as you did so but there was nothing. No fear, no anger, no regret. You weren’t convinced there was anybody in the house by the time you made it back to the front.

No one alive at least.

“Feels empty.” You told her as she approached.

She said nothing, just brushed past you and drew her weapon. You sighed to yourself but pulled your gun all the same. You followed her up the short porch steps before you kicked the door open together and entered the home.

You let her lead the way but your head stayed on a swivel, just in case something wicked lurked in the shadows. Her small exclamation drew your attention so you looked over her shoulder and saw the man’s body, impaled through his chest.

“Это нехорошо.” You said to yourself. (That isn’t good.)

That threat suddenly felt much closer than it did at the hospital.

A creak of the floorboards behind you caused you both to quickly spin. Dinah fired her gun before you did and the man yelled but there was no blood. You took the first step closer and realized it was Brett.

“Dammit, Madani.” You scolded as you shoved your weapon away and moved to Brett’s side. You helped pull your friend to his feet while he tried to catch his breath. “You alright, Brett?”

“Shit, that hurts!” He exclaimed and you cracked a small smile.

Him and Dinah began another back and forth about Billy. You bit your tongue and looked back at the man. If what Billy had said about him was true, then he deserved to die. You couldn’t find it in yourself to feel bad for the corpse.

You did, however, find something else you felt.

Dinah had moved in to play some sort of power card over Brett and it made you act.

You put yourself between them and forced her to step back.

“You may be SAC, but you can’t intimidate me.” You warned lowly and you watched her eyes dart between yours, looking for something you couldn’t place. “Know your place, Agent Madani.”

She stared at you for a few more seconds before she scoffed and stormed away. You let out your pent up tension through a sigh and it appeared to you like a little puff of smoke. You turned and nodded to Brett before leaving, ignoring the questions he was throwing out.

When you got back to Dinah’s apartment, Frank and Rachel were in the middle of a serious conversation. You stood quietly by the door but Frank acknowledged your presence with only a glance.

“My name isn’t Rachel, by the way…” She confessed. “It’s Amy.”

“Suits you better.” You said kindly as you came around to stand beside Frank.

“Okay.” Frank nodded.

“Okay.” She agreed.

“So no more running?”

“No more running.”

“Alright then.”

“Can I ask you something?” She turned to you and you nodded. “I saw you were his lawyer… How’d you end up doing this?”

“I’m…” You glanced at Frank and he only offered a small shrug. “I’m former FBI, but even before that, I was trained from a young age as a child assassin. One of the most deadly in the world.”

“But you went to law school?”

“I wanted to help people.” You explained with a defeated shrug. “And I did help some but by being this version of myself I can help more, so I do both when necessary.”

“Who is this version of you?” She asked carefully, afraid almost.

“Exodus.”

“Read about her, too.”

“Yeah? She scare you the same way he did?”

“No.” She shook her head.

“Good.” You smiled slightly.

Later that night while you were making dinner, Frank and Amy were playing a card game at the island while they talked. You went to the island to rinse your hands and looked over to watch her hands. You smiled to yourself when Frank picked the wrong card again.

“Three card monte.” You laughed. “You’ll never get it.”

“Ah, shut up.” He said to you with a small laugh. “You think you could do it?”

“It’s a scam game, Frank. You’re the mark that thinks he can beat anyone no matter how stacked the deck is. Frustration keeps you playing because you think you can outsmart the dealer. It’s part of why I went for you in the first place.”

“Went for him?” Amy turned to you quickly. “Wait, did you guys-“ She began to ask before Frank cut her off.

“Come do it then!” He said and pointed to the cards.

“Let’s talk about our situation then.” You nodded and gestured for Amy to deal. “What is it and how’d we get here?”

“It all goes back Konchevsky, right? The guy who hired us.” She began and flashed you the three cards. “I call him for help and suddenly there’s goons everywhere. So, I don’t know, maybe he didn’t want to pay for the job.”

“Too simple.” You shook your head, though your eyes were trained on her hands. “You’re a kid so not paying you wouldn’t be worth this.”

“Maybe he didn’t want witnesses?”

“Seems extensive for a set of pictures.” You tapped your card choice and she flipped it to show the queen. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” You deadpanned.

“What?”

“Three card monte is a sleight of hand.” You explained. “It rides on the mark watching the wrong thing. The queen never moves, right?”

“Bullshit. Show me.” Frank insisted and you laughed as Amy did the move slowly.

“Maybe we’re looking in the wrong place too.” You continued. “Konchevsky wanted photos of someone and someone else didn’t want him to get ‘em. It’s not about who wants you dead, Amy. It could be about who wanted to get to Konchevsky.”

“What, you wanna go after him?” She asked you incredulously. “The creepy old Russian gang dude?”

“I’ve got a history with Russians.” You shrugged and went back to making plates.

Later that night, you and Frank went to find an old friend. He waited in the backseat of Turk’s car and you were crouched behind the back in your vigilante suit. 

You had to admit it was nice to be back in your costume, mask across your eyes.

Once the man got in, you stood fully and waited outside the door. You saw him pull out his phone and begin dialing 911 so you threw your elbow against the driver’s side window. You reached in and wrapped your hand around Turk’s throat.

“Kazan’s Gym in Brooklyn.” The man gasped and your grip released. You leaned into the open space and his fear spiked. “You wanna take them out, the gyms best place.”

“Why?” You asked with your accent tinting the single syllable.

“No one's packing in there.”

You hummed in interest while the two started going back and forth about what was going to happen. You didn’t quite care for whatever meeting Turk would set up, using Amy and the photos as bait. You could walk in just as easily, fall into your Red Room persona and let Exodus take over. You’d own the gym in minutes based on accent and confidence alone, but you decided to let Frank set the plan in motion.

“You should go see him.” Frank said as you two were walking away.

“See who?” You asked despite knowing the answer.

“Murdock.” You could practically hear his eyes roll. “You haven’t talked to him since we got here, have you?”

“No.” You confessed. “I moved back into my old apartment before I took off with my cousins…”

“Trouble in paradise?”

“Seems like it’s always more trouble than paradise.” You laughed sadly. “No, I can’t see him now. If Billy remembers any more about me, he’ll remember that apartment so the further I am from it, the safer he’ll be. Hopefully.”

“You can’t hide from him forever.” He glanced over at you.

“That was his plan.” You reasoned with a shrug. “He’s better off without me for now. I’ll come by in the morning, alright?”

“Hey.” He said softly, reaching for your arm to stop you. “Don’t do that, alright? Don’t shut down on him. He made a mistake. He probably does that a lot, huh?”

You snorted a small laugh.

“But he loves you. Anybody can see that and you have him back. You wanna be pissed off, be pissed off at someone who deserves it.”

“Someone like Billy?”

“Yeah.” He shrugged. “Or the Russian bastard that’s messing with your kid.”

“She’s not my kid.” You shook your head with a small smile and started walking again.

“She’s got an attitude like you.” He joked.

“If she was my kid, she wouldn’t wanna run.” You defended. “And she wouldn’t be in this mess to begin with.”

“We’re gonna get her out of it.”

“I know.”

The next morning, Dinah beat you back to the apartment. Your loose Columbia Law tee concealing your plated vest while your mask sat safely in your front pocket, two blades at your back and a handgun at the front of your   waistband. When you walked in, it was a very tense argument. Amy was standing at kitchen island with the look of a deer caught in headlights. You raised your eyebrows in question and she pressed her lips into a line.

“…right back to my doorstep.” Dinah’s voice fell off. “And you.”

She glared in your direction.

“Who’s goddamn side are you on?”

“Talk to me like that again and you’ll be eating through a straw. I don’t give a damn about your title. You can’t have my badge, right?” You warned briskly. “Russo is a dead end until he decides to do something that catches attention. So long as he’s under the radar, I have other priorities.”

Her upper lip curled into a small snarl before she closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them, tears formed out of frustration. You simply shrugged, silently asking what she was going to do next.

She warned Frank to get out of the city and clean up his mess before she stormed out.

“You’ve got a big mouth, kid.” Frank sighed. “Gotta watch out for that.”

“You guys are welcome to come stay at mine.” You offered. “Especially considering I’m the one that told her we’d do something about Billy.”

“Seriously, Livia?” He groaned.

“Hey, I needed a lift to Ohio.” You reasoned. “But I never said it’d be immediate. Anyways, we should go check out that gym.”

After finding breakfast for the three of you, you and Frank headed out. You let him lead and it took you two to a rooftop across from the gym. You sat on the roof with your knees tucked up to your chest while you two quietly waited. It didn’t take long for Turk to make his way in.

You made a move forward when you saw one of the men wrap their arms around Turk‘s neck but Frank caught your arm. When you turned to look at him, he offered you a knowing look. You sighed to yourself and sat back, knowing Frank was right. Going in there to save Turk world blow everything, give away your anonymity.

Instead, you two went back to the apartment.

It was littered with shopping bags and takeout delivery. Frank lectured her when she revealed Dinah’s credit card after she handed each of you a bag. Frank continued his rant while you reached inside and pulled out a black hooded cloak with maroon trim. You laughed slightly and she smiled proudly at you.

“I’ve always had a flair for dramatics.” You joked with a shrug as you dropped the accessory back into the bag and received a glare from Frank. “I’ll pay Dinah back for it, relax.”

His rant was quickly cut short when he realized the pizza box on the far counter. You and Amy swapped small smiles as he went over, just before his phone rang. You helped him get it out and out it on speaker so you both could hear Turk’s call.

“Guys lying through his teeth.” Frank said simply.

“I’ve been thinking.” Amy began as she jumped on the counter.

You reached across Frank for a slice of pizza.

“None of the angles add up here.”

“How so?” Frank asked.

“That bar in Michigan, all those scary guys showed up like ten minutes after I talked to Konchevsky on the phone. So why didn’t he just come take care of me quietly by himself? And all those guys that showed up-“ She turned to you. “None of them were Russian.”

“So it wasn’t Konchevsky’s guys.” You confirmed. “Which means he’s probably dead and that means there trying to trap us.”

“Probably.” Frank nodded. 

“And you’re still going?” She asked with wide eyes.

“It’ll be our trap.” He looked to you and you nodded.

“At least we know it’s coming.” You agreed and turned back to Amy. “But if something happens, you need to ask Dinah to help you get to Nel-“

“Stop it with that.” Frank cut in. “Nothing’s gonna happen.”

“She needs a backup plan.” You said firmly. “They can-“

“They aren’t needed. And you’re the one who said you didn’t wanna put him at risk. Didn’t you say that?”

“We’re plan A but we need plan B and C and… You know how the alphabet works, right, Frank?”

“Your boys are plan Z.” He said firmly before pushing past you.

You blew out a sigh and gave Amy an apologetic look before you dropped into the now vacated chair. You pulled your phone and saw some text messages from Karen and Foggy. They asked how you were, as usual, and said they missed you. They loved you. They wished you’d text back.

You stared at the screen and wondered if you should text them back, warn them that you might need to send a kid their way. She would just need somewhere to lay low while you took care of it but her voice snapped you back to the present.

“Who’s him?” She asked softly.

“Hmm?” You raised your brows as you caught her gaze.

“The guy you don’t wanna risk… I saw the ring on the necklace the other day. Are you married?”

“Come back to me when you figure it out.” You patted her leg and stood to move towards Frank.

You crossed your arms and nodded to his arm.

“You either need to lose that or go to hospital and get it done right.” You said flatly. “Duct tape isn’t exactly a solution.”

“You got a blade?” He answered.

“Don’t I always?” You pulled your knife and he held out his wrist to you, allowing you to slide the blade under and cut through the makeshift covering. 

“Looks like shit.” You said honestly as you put the blade away.

“It’s fine.” He shrugged. “C’mon.”

Without another word, you followed him out.

In the alley across from Kazan’s, you waited until the van of goons was loaded and on its way out before you two headed inside.

Your entrance drew everyone’s attention and the excitement buzzed through your muscles. You felt every set of eyes on you as you kept your gaze forward. You mentally counted every person you passed until someone finally spoke.

“I think you’re in the wrong place, my friends.” One of the men told you. 

“Потому что это разрушает твои планы, верно?” You answered, a small smirk growing at the shock on his face. (Because it ruins your plans, right?)

“Wonder what’s waiting for us at Turk’s, huh?” Frank added as he casually glanced around the room. “What could that be?”

“What does the Punisher have to do with my business in Chicago, huh?” The man looked to you. “You kill Konchevsky?”

“No.” Frank answered while you shook your head. “Did you?”

“Dima is my nephew. I wouldn’t lay a hand on that boy.”

“Так кто же преследует девушку и фотографии?” (So who’s chasing the girl and the photographs?)

“Откуда мы знаем, что ты не та девушка?” (How do we know you’re not the girl?)

“Потому что мне не нужно было бы зовать на помощь.” You smiled and his eye narrowed. “Скажи мне, что ты знаешь, и я не буду перекрашивать спортзал твоей мужской кровью.” (Because I wouldn’t need to call for help. Tell me what you know and I don’t repaint the gym with your men’s blood.)

“I’m not the one who’s gonna be talking.” He said sharply.

He turned to one of the bigger men coming towards you and muttered that he wanted you two alive. You sighed to yourself and reached behind to double check your knives.

“Тогда давай.” You beckoned one of the men closer. (Come on, then.)

Clearly, your taunting pissed him off because he quickly moved in. Your fingers wrapped around the blade and you freed it from behind you. You ducked under his swinging arm and swiped your blade, a shallow split across his ribs.

You righted yourself as a second man stood in front of you and you quickly threw your foot against his chest. He stumbled backwards over a nearby bench and crashed to the floor.

A thick set of arms wrapped around your torso from behind and pinned your arms to your side. You flicked your knife downward and it buried into his foot but he only screamed in pain. Another man came up and landed heavy body shots, causing you to cough roughly as the haunting ache in your rib ignited and slowly started to burn up your side.

When the man in front of you came to hit you again, you tucked your knees to your chest and kicked out with all your strength. The impact sent you and the man pinning you into the squat rack behind and the barbell hit the center of his back, resulting in him dropping his hold on you.

You hit the platform with a thud but refused to stay down. You scrambled to yank your knife from his foot and then spun to your back and slammed your heel against his nose, effectively knocking him out while you put your knife away.

The two earlier men came at you again and hauled you to your feet. You fisted one of the men’s shirts before sticking your foot between his to take you all down. You dropped that shoulder so you flipped over one man and continued to roll until you had space. At that point, you saw Frank out the corner of your eye swing a dumbbell and it gave you an idea.

You moved quickly to pick up the nearest 25lb plate and used it as a shield at first, forcing the man to slam his fist against the heavy metal circle. You smiled slightly as he cried out before you swung the plate against the side of his head and he fell.

The last man came at you hard and fast. He grabbed the plate and forced you backwards until your shoulders hit a nearby barbell. That didn’t stop his pressure, forcing you to bend over it. You wanted to drop the plate but your grip and your push was the only thing keeping the metal from crushing your sternum. So you did the only thing you could do.

You reared back and slammed your forehead against his nose. The impact stunned him so you did it again and his pressure faltered. You pushed all your strength forward and drove him off you before you threw the plate to the side. You drew your knife in a quick motion and sent it flying, burying itself into his chest.

You took deep, scratchy breaths as you looked around to find only one man left standing. The biggest one and he was still locked in with Frank.

Your mind raced to come up with a plan but you only had two ideas, kill him or distract him. You mentally shrugged and decided it didn’t matter which so you moved.

Your arm hooked around his neck and you threw yourself into a half spin to throw him to his back and allow you to face him. Your hands planted flat on the ground and you kicked out with both feet, landing hard but allowing him to catch your feet.

You yelped slightly as he yanked you closer before a large hand was the base of your throat. He leaned a knee against your stomach so you couldn’t reach the other knife behind you. You coughed as you clawed at his wrist and forearm, looking for some sort of grip to try any maneuver that could get you out but you came up empty.

The edges of your vision blackened as you watched the man raise a hand above his head.

But he froze. The only movement was his eyes widening.

You smiled as you saw the yellow fog thickening around his hand and across his eyes. You still struggled to breathe but he was paralyzed with fear. You focused on the haze and willed it to move, to creep across his skin and travel down his throat. When he coughed, you smiled wider.

Frank came crashing a few seconds later and tackled the man off you, a small plate in hand that he began beating on the man with. You rolled to your side and coughed hard, forcing air in and out of your lungs. You held your ribs and you stood and grabbed the man you had originally talked to.

“I’m not your enemy.” He tried desperately as you grabbed two fistfuls of his jacket.

You yanked hard and threw the man to the ground, your foot on his chest. You let go of his jacket and pulled your gun, holding his face in one hand and pressed the barrel to his forehead with the other.

“The photos.” You said sharply, allowing your accent to soak your words. “Someone paid for them. Who?”

“They would kill me if I told.” He whined and the haze began to thicken, almost like he laid in a yellow puddle.

You shifted the gun and fired right beside his head, holding back the smirk as he flinched. You put the barrel back against his forehead before you spoke again.

“And I’ll kill you if you don’t.” You warned lowly and shifted your weight more against his chest.

“Poloznev. Nikolai Poloznev.” 

“Where do I find him?”

“Try the internet.”

You offered a sarcastic expression before you slammed the butt of your gun down and he went limp.

“Жалко.” You muttered to yourself. (Pathetic.)

You stood and surveyed the fallen bodies. You blew some loose hair out of your face and Frank held his hand out to you. Looking down, you saw your blade in his hand, stained to the hilt with Russian blood.

Oddly poetic. Or maybe ironic was the better word.

Frank tapped your arm and nodded for you to head out. You were at the front desk where a plain zip up sat so you reached over and snagged it. You threw it on and zipped it to cover the blood on your shirt and arms. You flipped the hood and kept your head down as you walked.

You noticed Frank was careful to keep a few dozen feet of space between you two. You assumed to was to throw off anyone who could be looking for a duo but really, as time would prove, who stood a chance against Exodus and the Punisher?

Not William Rawlins. Not Billy Russo. Not whatever remained of Konchevsky’s men. And the preacher man would come to learn that too, should he come for Amy again.

Maybe she was your kid after all.

When you two got back to Dinah’s, Frank filled in Amy while you trashed the jacket and rinsed your hands in the kitchen sink.

“Yknow, when I was younger, Poloznev was a state policeman that was close to the president.” You explained as the memory rattled in your brain. “Dreykov worked with him a few times for our missions to go unseen.”

“Sounds like the same guy.” Amy added as you looked to see her with her laptop open. “Former Russian state policeman turned industrialist with interests in oil, gas, and shipping valued at several billion dollars. A friend of the Russian president with homes in several countries but currently resides in New York… So what now? Not sure this guy plays three card monte.”

“First, we get you guys out of here.” You explained. “Everything else can come later.”

Amy nodded and disappeared to collect her things.

“You need a hospital for that.” You gestured to his hand as you passed by.

“You need one for that.” He reached up and knocked his hand into your ribs, causing you to groan loudly.

“Bastard.”

“Right back at you, princess.”

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Chapter 2 'Going Under' Dabi x Reader

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You allowed your power to work, holding his hands tighter as you allowed yourself to wonder. Were his dreams different than the ones you encountered here? Did they hold truths and lies of outside? Would they be gruesome or mundane? Would they change depending on his mood? You allowed yourself to ponder before basking in the task at hand.

Slowly your vision cleared, a broad man in front of you, he was quite statute, and had red covering him from he'd to toe. His eyes were similar to Dabi but these made you want to cower in fear instead of bashful. A red patch grew on his neck and upper lip, and he had a somewhat imposing presence, you felt like cowering in fear in front of him.

" Hey Endevour!' You called your voice replicating Dabi's.

The man now named Endeavour turned around his face seemed to be in a constant scowl, brows permanently furrowed together in distaste.

" Look what I can do?" Dabi called out again.

A pale hand stretched out, your hand suddenly engulfing in flames, you became starled put remained unharmed as they became blue. You were confused, then realising that with must be Dabi's power, perhaps that was why his skin was so dry due to the flames that emitted from his body. If that was the case he had no reason to be hiding his body, especially if it had been altered by the gift the creator bestowed on him.

" That's amazing, they're much stronger than mine." He complimented showing off his red flames as well.

Cool, Dabi thought then turning his head to the others you hadn't noticed in the room earlier.

" That was so cool big bro!" A boy who looked like a carbon copy of the large red man chirped, white locs atop his head while red tuffs hid behind his ears.

Nodding her head in agreement was a woman with hair of white and red, square framed glasses around her eyes, they twinkled with excitement as Dabi increased the flames in his hand, feeling nothing as his family took a few steps away to not get captured in the heat.

" You've got to be careful, even All Might won't be able to handle these." Another woman said, though she looked double the age of the young lady from earlier, beautiful white hair and grey eyes complimenting her alienly attractive face.

" Thank you guys." He smiled crying happily while looking at the ground, the group smiled sympatheticly while he teared up and engulfed him in a tight hug.

The image became fuzzy after that, you blinking and finding yourself back in your own body instead of looking through Dabi's.

What a cute little dream.

" Who is Endevour?" You asked when you came to, brow quirked as you looked into his blue eyes. Blue eyes that once looked at you with serenity now twisted in anger and hatred at the mere mention of that name.

" Sorry have I offended you? I did not mean to cause any mental strain." You apologised squeezing his hand as reassurance. He quickly yanked his hand away, he could feel it growing inside him, the distaste and anger that pushed him into this foreign territory in the first place forcing him to blend in and mix with hippies.

He could feel the fire burning in his chest and threatening to engulf him. You obviously had some sort of mind reading quirk, and would soon expose him to that Maame woman and they would feed him to wolves or something horrible.

"Dabi," you whispered your voice so soft, it broke him out of his usual self pitying shame. " Im very sorry. I should've told you before I used my power. "

You mentally repented for being so pushy with someone's secrets.

Dabi allowed himself to take a breath, letting the heavily weeded atmosphere into his lungs to calm him down. He shouldn't be this worked up over his father, he should be busy trying to forget the bastard.

He sighed collecting his thoughts piece by piece holding onto the part of him that gave a damn about people around him, his demeanor changing with the mention of his father.

" What's your quirk?" He asked, watching panic wash out of your face as you looked at his non chalant deamanour. It contrasted greatly to your shared nervous energy from earlier, was this Endeavour that bad of a man that the mention of him can render someone emotionless.

" Quirk?" You asked, tilting your head slightly as you tried to figure out what he meant the difference in terms already starting. " Power, you mean?" Suddenly piecing it together.

Dabi nodded, you slowly pulled him by the wrist to the step of one of the cabins, the two of you taking a much needed seat so you could have a long conversation.

" I see dreams." You concluded, not wanting to scare the pretty eyed man away with your rambling, you still very much enjoyed his company.

" But I'm awake?" He asked, curious as to how that meant you got his father's hero name.

" How do I say this?" You thought, not really having to explain your power to someone before, you were never required to use it and understanding your quirk when you weren't a soldier or have an offense quirk meant you were using it without permission.

" I can, enter the dreams of people and animals when they sleep, and I can see what your dreams for the future are when you are awake."

" Like a dreamwalker." He told you, watching as your face lit up at the name , he felt giddy as you smiled, prideful that he caused that radiance to grace your face again.

" Yes I like that." You found his hands again holding them tightly it eases the pain that you sense burning in his chest. " I truly am sorry for looking at your dream without your permission. I have to admit that I'm very curious about the outside world. I'd be grateful if you could answer my questions." You pleaded, watching the anger melt from his eyes as great fondness took over, your heart jumping when he nodded his head.

" You'll have to follow me." You mumbled, the both of you standing up and weaving between cabins before getting to a large cabin. The two of you walked in, Dabi being greeted by an array of beds lined up at the edges of the one roomed building. His eyes were drawn to the ceiling that held symmetric art that swirled and curved in a truly hypnotising way. He found himself standing on the spot, staring up at the carved banisters holding the structure of the building the faces of animals and angels that he would assume protected everyone as they slept, sculpted delicately.

" Dabi come here!" You exclaimed, holding your hand out as you waved him over to your bed. He stepped around the small group of 4 that sat in a circle weaving baskets while whispering prayers. He looked at your wide excited eyes, noticing a leather book in your lap, your knuckles paling with your tight grip.

" Sit down."

He sat himself at the edge of the bed, wanting to respect whatever boundaries you held for yourself. Though they proved to be very little as you budged next to him so close that your thighs were touching. Dabi froze eyes going wide as he stared into space. That earlier ease that you gave him disappeared, he felt stressed, scared you would notice the way blood rushed to his face when you smiled at him or the deep gulp he took when words left your lips or the way his heart sprinted when you called his name.

Take a breather Touya it's just a girl.

Your fingers threaded through the pages of the book, finding the page with all your questions and thoughts, trying to find the least thought provoking one. You exclaimed as your finger found an alright one, a simple one that would be answered quickly.

" Do you wear the same clothes that we do?" You asked, you had noticed throughout the half an hour you'd known him that he seemed to fidget a lot with the robes as if he never wore something so long and free before.

" Erm.." He thought, thinking about what he could relate it to. " Not really, not unless you're a prude." He answered honestly, looking at your orange green dress that looked like a cross between a sundress and milkmaid outfit.

You looked down at your clothes, suddenly wondering if he thought negatively about you, did he find you unattractive, undesirable or did he think you were so pious that you wouldn't even entertain thought of him in the slightest. You hoped he didn't take the whole angel thing seriously.

" I don't think I'm a prude." You whispered.

" I didn't mean it like that." He panicked, hating that your smile left your face once again. " I like what you're wearing it's very nice, I'm just used to wearing a lot less layers, like trousers and a top or jumper if I'm feeling modest." He answered trying to make up for his lack of ' thinking before speaking'.

" Right." You nodded, lifting up a pencil and jotting down his answer in your notebook.

" And what's a jumper?"

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He could talk to you for ages the morning going by quickly with your constant chatter and questioning. He felt at ease something he hadn't felt in a while with the pressure of becoming better than his brother weighing on his mind, the constant need to prove that he wasn't a failure to his father, clashing with the affection he so desperately needed from his mother. The two couldn't simultaneously work together.

" Last one for today, it's almost time for me to lead prayer." You smiled stretched out on your bed as you lay belly down. Dabi still sat in his same position, something nagging him to stay alert when near you, especially with the gazes of others lingering on the forgiener sat with Maame's angel.

" You lead prayer?" He swung himself forward, standing from your bed and extending a covered hand out to help you up. " I thought you said you were too young." You rolled over and took his hand standing beside him as the two of you walked out of the cabin.

" To young to lead the commune, but my love for prayer is strong and I love to share it with others. " You smiled fondly eyes closing as you stopped a second taking a breath of air.  " I wish you enjoy it here and find the peace you are hoping for, I know I have found mine."

Dabi tilted his head, a sudden guilt flooding his chest and drowning him in despair. His brows furrowed at the thought of disappointing you. Ideas of running home when the coast is clear thrown so far to the back of his mind, you'd think All Might himself threw it. His head now conjured thoughts of you feeling upset you weren't able to help him, him creating insecurities for you caused by him and figuratively slapping himself for having you so high on his priorities list. He had just met you.

" I.... hope so too." He lied.

" Now then, you shall wait in the hall with everyone else, while I go and prepare okay." You sultry voice pulled him from his guilt. He was worried, what kind of thoughts would he have without you there to steady him and keep him in this make believe land of everything will be ok. He had only spent time with you and that large woman, how would the others treat him knowing that he had snuck in. Knowing that he was able to get through the trees.

" Wait what do you mean go to the hall, why can't I just follow you?" He asked, holding his voice from wavering, he wasn't going to cry like Touya did, he was Dabi now and Dabi doesn't cry over silly stuff like having to speak to strangers.

" You must sit with everyone else." You reasoned holding your arm up to give his arm a reassuring pat.

Poor soul he must be frightened.

" You need not worry everyone will welcome you with respect, you are soon going to be a part of Swarga, isn't that right?" You prompted him by nodding making sure he nodded with you like a child.

" Good." You smiled, " you must interact with others, I can not be your only friend."

As much as Dabi wanted to admit he wouldn't mind you being the only person speaking to him, you seemed quite eager for him to speak to other people and who was he to disappoint.

" You're right I'll go, of course."

You pointed his way, turning yourself towards somewhere else and wondering away.

You entered the hall through a back entrance, sitting on the small bench inside and holding your head in your hands as you let out a deep exhale. Had you let this stranger affect you so much, you couldn't allow yourself to harbour feelings for him you had a responsibility over him and you weren't old enough to even have relations yet.

Yet the feelings were so intense, even asking him to leave you be felt torturous. This was harmful, very harmful, these feelings could easily stir to feeling of lust before anything else and you weren't going to fall into the trap of that sin again.

But his eyes, they were so enchanting, so amazingly beautiful you just felt yourself being drawn to him, felt yourself spilling everything to him within 39 minutes of meeting each other. You wished him to be in your present and your future, you wished him to know all about you as you know all about him, you wished that he harboured the same feelings you so suddenly held for him, but reality wouldn't allow such a sin for a crush, your religion was much more important to you than that.

You again took a deep breath shaking away all your doubts and religious guilt asking your creator to forgive you for everything that you had done intentionally and unintentionally in the future and past before standing up and walking through the large carved door.

You walked up onto the podium, offering a kind smile to the 64 people in your sect before opening your mouth. You were always very knowledgeable when it came to selflessness and being a peaceful and accepting person but your thoughts were clouded as you began speaking about the lust.

" The creater has given us a time to put those harmful thoughts into something productive like reproduction, and of course before that feelings like this can stir inside you and infect your mind, the most you can do if fast and give charity to those around you so you won't even have the energy to commit such acts."

Your eyes glided over the crowd, looking hopefully for the glowing blue eyes of the captor of your heart.

"A-and..." You paused suddenly feeling all are knocked out of my lungs. Blood rushing to your head as you tried to remember what you were talking about.

" Please welcome Dabi!" You exclaimed not being able to back track having stayed quiet for much to long. Your hand pointed at him, the watchers eyes landing on him, staring at his robes that resembled an elders and the tuffs of white hair sticking out under his turban.

" Good afternoon Dabi." They greeted in unison, polite smiles on their faces.

He felt under pressure under their glares, all expectant, all curious.

" He has joined our community this morning and searches for repentance under my and Maame's guidance, please make him feel welcome, he is shy." You concluded feeling proud of yourself for integrating him properly, not noticing the way his head produced sweat with the growing attention on him.

" Let us pray and then eat."

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Tip for anyone who might not be used to/ adjusted to using different pronouns for any human theyve known for X-years as one way but that is now different… : ‘use their preferred pronouns when talking about them to your friends 🙂 not just when they are around you!’ This normalizes the code switches in your brain so you dont misgender them around them or behind their back 🙂

If you misgender someone you care about, dont overly correct and overly apologize, just correct yourself with no apology snd keep talking. Over correcting yourself can be awkward and also bring undesired attention to the trans and/or non binary person if in public or around others.

Example: “I love my nonbinary friend Rick’s recent post… He.. i mean… they…? Them…? fuck sorry uh… his/their stuff is good”

—- better to say: “i love my enby friend Rick, he *momentary pause* .. their stuff is good”. Chances are your trans nonbinary friends wont be mad at accidents. Making NO effort to correctly gender someone you care about shows you dont really care about them imo. So be considerate!

If you ever arent sure or dont know of you can respect someone’s pronouns, then ONLY use their name in place of any he/she/maam/sir/dude/bro type shit!

Generally, the person u ‘knew’ is the same

Now they just dont have to hide their internal thoughts and beliefs and behaviors anymore! Chances are the person you knew pre their transition out of cisgender labeling has always been this way they just didnt have the vocabulary or supports to live authentically! Its not your job to tell anyone how they should or shouldn’t be, your job as another human is to accept them for who they are and as long as theu arent hurting themselves or someone else, mind ya own business 💯💯💯

[babiebom]

Wowow rewatching criminal minds from the start I really dislike Haley(this is hitch’s wife right?)

Like I understand that she wants him home but DAMN I don’t even think she works?????? Like when he’s home he helps with the house and child care (so he’s obviously not a bad guy to be married to)

He’s gone all the time but he’s WORKING. It’s not like he’s cheating or leaving to leave. He’s saving LIVES like actually an irl hero. And you’re mad because his life goal is to save people??? Like damn you’re obviously living in a good house, and from this episode it looks like she’s cheating

So like stfu? Like DAMN I’m mad my super hot husband who loves me is good at his job like I would understand if she was worried about the danger but every time she’s mad it’s because he’s working?????

Like MAAM from what I see they don’t even have to put the kid in daycare bc she doesn’t work like be happy? Or like get your own job so you feel fulfilled? Idk like this isn’t a pick me thing it’s more like if your main problem is that your husband works too much and you’re alone in your big ass house then I think you’re not dealing with any problems. Like if them being in danger was her main concern I would understand but it’s not lmao

Or maybe it’s bc I prefer being alone and would be fine with this as long as he’s safe like ohhhh noooooo I have my big bed to myself and my baby loves me and my husband is good at his job and obviously not a cheater and he makes big bucks so we can afford this house oh noooooooooo

[justjensenanddean]

Jensen Ackles | DallasConvention (February 5, 2023)

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Jensen’s parents are in the audience.

jensen prefers playing a fake cop on spn rather than a real cop. “you get away with more stuff” (x)

“what’s your advice for someone starting a new career?” jensen: don’t go in wanting more than you deserve. do the hard work. do the tough work. (x)

Advice for someone starting a new career: don't think you deserve more. Do the tough work. Relates meeting @DeidreHall: Know your lines, hit your mark and stay out of my light. He said "yes ma'am". And that's what he did while he studied her the next 3 years.  (x)

jensen: the actress who played my mom on days of our lives told me “say your lines, hit your mark, and stay out of my way” and i could have said “EXCUSE ME?” but instead i said “yes maam” bc she knew what she was doing and i needed to learn (x)

hardest episode for jensen to film was the finale. one of jensen’s favorites to film was yellow fever. he loved taking dean out of the tough guy mode (x)

fan: jensen you said that there would be a press release soon for an upcoming project but its been a while so how close is soon to you? jensen: soon is a calendar year (x)

Fan asks Jensen's definition of "soon". Jensen says press release was discussed Friday. Not what you think. Exciting stuff you will know in the next few weeks. (x)

“jensen u said a press release would come out for a project. in ur world, when is soon” j: soon is a calendar year j: no we talked about this press release on fri actually and it’s not what you’d expect. it’s not a movie or anything like that. it’s something different (x)

There is a freedom on The Boys. You get to take it to the next level. Always fun to play the bad guy. In his mind he's the hero of his own story. Getting to do something out of the box was really fun. (x)

fan: its oscar season so what film do you think should be best picture of all time? jensen; well i think top gun maverick should have been nominated this year (x)

jensen: triangle of sadness is my pick. its like white lotus on acid (x)

fan: what career would you have if you werent actors jensen: i didnt have a backup plan. its all i knew. but if it all went away tomorrow i’d want to find myself in an industry that helps people. (x)