#mobsters inc

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[voltagefangirl19]

So I’ve been deep in danmei lately (particularly with Mo Dao Zu Shi and Scum Villain) so when I re-read this substory I went into fangirl mode, you have no idea how happy I was to be called Da Jie by the dragons <3 <3 <3 I love them sooo much <3 (and Soryu’s smile kills me everytime)

Now I totally need more content of the Dragons as MC's family 🥺

Sub-story: Drunk in love: Soryu

[failgirl-coven]

bro i fucking hate snotty ass customers who are like "errrrm excuse mee this is a mens t shirt. whys it with the womens clothes"

like actually fuck off i cannot possibly stress how much this doesnt fucking matter

[calmthefuckdownalright]

I'll Keep You Safe (If The World Must Burn)

Chapter 2 just published!

@random-hooman

I'm going to be spitting these out for a while before I take I think a 2 (maybe closer to 3) week hiatus for my mission trip and then I go back to my school year occupation in which I will probably have my strokes of genius again as I succumb to the boredom of my profession

[hotvintagepoll]

Edward G. Robinson (The Whole Town's Talking, Larceny Inc., The Little Giant, A Slight Case of Murder)—Someone once described him as "A demonic cherub" and I cannot for the life of me remember who it was (they did mention it on TCM though). To this day I cannot stop thinking about that -We're talking about Little Caesar here, is this even a contest? -They way he can rattle off a line like damn. (Go watch the "Suicide Monologue" from Double Indemnity!) -In Larceny Inc. he's working in a luggage store and wraps an annoying customer's purchase in THE most passive-aggressive manner possible -He loved art and even painted!! "I have not collected art. Art collected me. I never found paintings. They found me. I have never even owned a work of art. They owned me." -EGR -In The Little Giant he practices a proposal because he's so nervous and it is the cutest thing I've ever seen -The way he gestures when he speaks, and bounces all around the screen SO. MUCH ENERGY! -In Barbary Coast he wears an earring and has curly hair so -He hated guns. During production of Little Caesar (1931), his eyelids had to be taped open so he wouldn't flinch when he fired his weapon -I happen to like the way he snarls and looks like angry little Tasmanian devil ok -The Whole Town's Talking has him playing a DUAL role as both a ruthless mobster and a milquetoast office clerk, shenanigans ensue -MULTILINGUAL -He looks ridiculous playing polo in The Little Giant and I am HERE for it -Looks SO SCRUNGLY in glasses -I got a yen for unique voice, and his definitely something -He wears a Santa suit in Larceny Inc. -5'4 1/2 (1.64m) I rest my case.

Thelma Ritter (Rear Window, All About Eve)—So little! Barely 5 feet tall! So scrungly! Working class accent and regular person looks constantly surrounded by gorgeous people! Snarky as hell!

This is round 1 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Edward G. Robinson:

Thelma Ritter:

she wants to kill santa claus so bad for the first half of this clip. "thats fine. thats just dandy. mama wants to..thank santa claus too."

[redemptionrehab]

Triple A INC.

Angel, Alastor and Ace! Finally made this look the way I wanted it to!!! It was a pain but so worth it.

All of them have their canon personalities, the Only big difference personality wise is that angel and Husk are in a relationship now and Alastor was the one who pitched the partnership in the first place.

Alastor

Alastor was the first to die, but was the last of the three to build his reputation in Hell. The reason it took him so long to rise to power is a mystery, especially since when he did it was almost overnight. Once he gained the limit of his power he want to the home of Hell's most notorious gambler, however when he won he didn't want the gambling demon's soul, he wanted his partnership. Husk was not hesitant to agree, and not just because he was forced to, infact he was interested in seeing how the partnership went. However, Alastor had no idea he was not aware that Angel would be part of the deal and due to him accidentally tying himself to the Gambler he was unable to break out of the deal.

The only real change in Alastor's design is his color scheme, which matches the original character in zoophobia, and his shoes which were changed back to his boots.

Angel

This spider mobster was the original member, first to gain power down in Hell. He did in '47 and became an official overlord in sep. of '49. Angel takes no nonsense but gives a lot. He met Husk at the gamblers first overlord meeting and they immediately hit it off. Angel proceeded to visit Husk's casino frequently and even aided in advertising it. Angel also took to weapons manufacturing sometime in the mid 60's and quickly became tough competition with Carmila, who eventually had to file for bankruptcy when her sales dropped in the 90's. After Carmila's company tanked and she and her daughters were left on a tight budget, Angel's conscience took over, especially since Carmila was such a roll model to him. He decided to pay for their home and food, with the condition that he gets to visit every now and again. (He likes to gossip with Clara).

Angel's design matches his original with his color scheme changed to match his current one! I really liked his little hat

Ace

Husker, more professionally known as Ace, was the last of the three to enter Hell and the second to gain power. As stated above Alastor was the one who wanted to join him and Husk purposefully lost the game in order to go through with the deal. He couldn't let demons think he kept associating with other overlords via his own will, obviously Angel is obsessed with him and wont leave no matter what, he obviously doesn't like him back. Is what he would say if he was a LIAR. At one point in time, Husk finds a young demoness stranded out on the streets, picking pockets for anything she can get. Husker sees potential in her and takes her back to the Casino to show the others. In the end, the girl bonds with Alastor.

His design is meant to look like a more aged up version of his younger self, a little more scruffy.

[indiemedley]

Ice-E's P'E'ZZA Secret Boss: Greas-E

Time for a new Deltarune secret boss, this time for Ice-E's! The lovely art was done by the splendorous @zootyplex (commission her, her art rocks) and the fabulous @creepa-b0t-inc for the sprite renditions!

Now then, for the boss himself. Greas-E hails from the Corporate World of Ice-E's, run by the head C'E'O. In days long past, Greas-E served as the C'E'O's top enforcer, the one he contacted to get shit done, through violent means if necessary. Greas-E was fiercely loyal to his boss, being a part of the Family Menu in the upper echelon. He new the job came with a lot of risks, a lot of downsides, but he didn't care. He served his duty well.

One day, however, a haphazard Darkner spotted him in the middle of his less than moral activities, word of which did take very little time to spread throughout the Dark World. The C'E'O was certainly not happy to hear this, as he sought to maintain his profits with a proper family friendly image. As much as it killed him, he had to banish Greas-E, remove him from the menu in order to save face. As such, he was banished to the Icy Shelf, and left to be forgotten.

It was here that he came to meet a special someone among the tundra, one who showed him capabilities he never knew he even had. Powers that linked him to a grandiose machinated giant that lay dormant in the ice. He was ready to Supersize, all he needed was the right group of schmucks to help him finish the last minute prep time "That Weird Guy" got him on track for.

As for his Light World origins, his story is slightly more complicated than the average Light World Darkner backstory.

Greas-E was originally the benign pompadour type mascot for an item on the Ice-E's menu, part of the corporate attempt to make more of a cast for Ice-E, so they could market more toys and boost their funds. He was meant to advertise and sell the Super Mega Pizza Burger Triple Patty Greasemaster Deluxe, which was even more unhealthy than it sounds.

Of course, this terrible menu item led to some serious health concerns for the public, inevitably leading to its removal from the menu. However, the franchise had jumped the gun by a significant margin and had already begun construction on a line of animatronic entertainers for the Hometown location. They were intended to be half machine and half organic material from whatever product they were supposed to represent, that way, they could Serv-o Up Smiles!

This was an all around terrible idea.

Greas-E's animatronic was the first one to be put into production, and subsequently the first to be canned. However, they couldn't get rid of it, so, they just shoved it in the back of the freezer at the restaurant alongside the last unsold Super Mega Pizza Burger Triple Patty Greasemaster Deluxe patties.

It was here he was to stay. Here he was to rot. Mold and mildew slowly overtaking the meat on his body, but his hate still remains. His desire to get back on the menu and prove to his boss he can still be useful burns just as bright as it did before. And he'll serve up a 2-for-1 deal on pain along the way.

"What? What? Youse single serving punks tink you got ANYTHING on da Greasemaster? Tink again, Cornball!"

"We all pass our best-by dates, cornball, even the freshest meats expire!"

As for his general deal, Greas-E is a dirtbag sleazeball mafioso. He's a dick to most people, except his boss who he holds in the utmost regard. He speaks with an Italian American accent, much like a stereotypical mobster. He also consistently refers to himself in the third person as Greas-E or the Greasemaster. During his speech, he also sprinkles in a variety of food service references into his speech pattern. After meeting Kris, he tends to refer to them as Cornball or Order Reference Number M040N, or moron.

[ivys-head-is-spinning]

FAVE MONSTERS INC CHARECTER GO

SULLY.

fun fact monsters university was my first movie in theatres and the whole monsters franchise was like my first obsession so I still have all the toys and stuffed animals and stuff.

have you watched the show mobsters at work? ITS SOOOOOO GOOD.

[sophiie2000]

She Should Be With Me ~ Soryu

Hey Guys!😊

Back with the 3rd story as part of this set, and this time it's Soryu!🥰

As always, I have included the link to the prologue below!⬇️⬇️

So far I have previously posted Eisuke's and Mamoru's stories! 💕

So this is...

Soryu x MC

A story of jealousy and fluff 😊

Disclaimer ~ Characters belong to Voltage Inc

~3857 words

It was as though time had stopped. Being a mobster meant Soryu had faced his fair share of danger. He had stared down the barrel of a gun, numerous times, and had participated in many shoot outs. The man had walked the fine line between life and death too many times to count. Yet the words that had just left MC’s lips left him frozen. Time stood still.

He was relieved that no one seemed to notice how his pulse had spiked. He could hear the drumming of his heart in his ears, blocking out any other surrounding sounds. His eyes focused intently on the only woman who had ever held his heart captive. 

Soryu had always hated women. Their weakness, the smell of their perfume, the sound of their voices. He hated it all. Yet meeting MC had softened the cold mobster’s heart. Finally allowing himself to open up to a woman. Finding the only woman who did not irritate the man.

He never expected to fall in love with MC when they met a few years ago. But how could he not? After all, she was different to the others. A fact Soryu learned when they chose MC to help him out. 

It all started when Soryu told Eisuke of the dilemma he and the Ice Dragons were facing. Another mob boss was sending his daughter over to meet with the Ice Dragons in the hopes of forming an alliance. During that time, Soryu was tasked with ensuring her safety while discussions took place. 

As such he needed another female. One who could keep the daughter company during the day, and when needed attend meetings in her stead, allowing Soryu to prevent any potential harm coming to the mob boss’s daughter. 

After showing Eisuke a photo of the guest, Eisuke immediately suggested one of the newer maids he had hired. She looked similar and had shown a feistier and braver side compared to most women he had met. Perfect for this job.

When Soryu met MC, she had been confused as to why he would want her, a complete stranger, to assist him. Nonetheless, she readily agreed to support him. Even when Soryu attempted to intimidate her in a way the other mob members would, she did not flinch. She held his look, returning one of her own. She really was different, he thought.

In the month she assisted him, MC kept the visiting daughter company during the day, and attended meetings at night. Due to their close proximity during this month Soryu and MC had come to learn much about each other. They soon found a mutual love for detective novels, discussing new and old releases frequently. MC even tried recommending some of the movies to Soryu, often dragging him to see new releases with her. 

What surprised Soryu was how, rather than being annoyed with MC’s presence and insistence, he cherished those moments together. He looked forward to the next. He soon came to crave their time together. 

So much so, when it came time for him to no longer need MC’s assistance, he still kept her around. Discussing detective novels became their daily conversation when they bumped into each other around the hotel. They would meet up regularly for coffee or to go see the new releases of these movies.

Soon Soryu introduced her properly to the other bidder’s, although this was punishment due to him losing a game of poker to Eisuke. It didn’t take long for the other guys to love spending time with MC just as much as he did.

However, just as Soryu realised he had fallen in love with MC and was prepared to tell her, he learned the devastating fact that she had a boyfriend. And he settled himself to endure the pain of an unrequited love.

As the years had gone by, Soryu had fallen more deeply in love with MC. He still cherished his moments with her discussing and swapping novels. Seeing films. He really had settled to love her from afar. 

Yet sometimes, just sometimes, he saw something in the looks she gave him. The smiles she shared. That something, giving him hope that maybe, just maybe, she may also have a part of her that she longed to share with him. But these looks were always gone as quickly as they appeared. Soryu was always left wondering, had he imagined those looks? 

As Soryu watched the others questioning MC over her decision to move in with her boyfriend, he heard as the final bombshell was dropped. 

“So,while I really am grateful for the promotion Eisuke, I, uh, I may have to start looking for a new job… the apartment Mason chose for us… it is quite far away and while I can travel in at the moment, it would be best for me if I were to work closer to our home…” MC spoke, the sadness evident in her voice.

“Do you want to leave?” Eisuke asked, looking at MC in shock.

“It’s not that I want to, but it would be closer to home” She responded, the pain of these words, crystal clear in her glossy eyes. 

“Then don’t” Soryu couldn’t help but interrupt. Everyone turned their eyes to him, and he finally realised what he had done. “Look… he chose the place, and now you’re going to have to leave a job you love and your friends? I don’t think you should go…” 

Following that last remark, Soryu left the penthouse behind, everyone’s eyes following him. His departure and the other bidder’s distraction, meant no one noticed as MC held a hand to her chest as her eyes followed Soryu affectionately. Her heart rate increasing at his sudden declaration. 

**

A couple of weeks had passed since MC had informed everyone that she would be seeking a new job. Everyone had been tiptoeing around the matter. No one wanting to discuss her impending departure. Particularly when Soryu was around. And he was more than aware of their conscious efforts to avoid discussing the topic of MC leaving when he was present. 

The penthouse lounge would go quiet when he entered the room anytime MC was being discussed. Soryu felt the tense, sympathetic looks the others gave him. He didn’t want or need their sympathy. He just wanted them to treat him normally. And he wanted MC to stay. 

He had thought, as long as she was close by, he could watch her from a distance. Sharing in their daily conversations… that would be enough for him. If she were to leave, he would lose even that small comfort. It was a comfort he was desperate to keep. 

Today was like any other day for Soryu. He and MC had arranged to meet for a coffee to discuss the latest detective stories they had been reading, and have a general catch up. 

Soryu sat at their usual table. The book he had been reading sat closed atop the table. The story had been about the disappearance of a teenage girl, whose body was later discovered in a woodland in the countryside. Two detectives were tasked were finding the culprit. Before the end of the book, two more teenage girls went missing and were later discovered, one by a canal and the other beside the motorway. Soryu had enjoyed the story, and was looking forward to discussing the book with MC, since she had been the one to recommend the book to him. 

The bell on the café door chimed, and MC walked in. The moment she spotted Soryu her face lit up with a smile as bright as the morning sunrise. Soryu’s features softened in return. His heart beating at a slightly faster pace at her arrival. 

“Soryu! I hope you weren’t waiting too long!” MC stated, apologetic for arriving after Soryu.

He shook his head, pulling her chair out for her. Truthfully, he had been their long enough to enjoy two coffee’s already, excited to see her. But he wouldn’t be telling her that.

A waitress brought over two coffee’s as if she had been waiting for the moment MC arrived to do so, leaving the pair to settle into a friendly discussion. It didn’t take long for them to be so enthralled in their discussion that the minutes turned to an hour, and one coffee had become two then three. 

As MC finished her coffee, she smiled at Soryu.

“What?” Soryu asked, a nervous blush staining his cheeks. 

“Nothing, it’s just nice… being able to talk with you like this… I’ll… I’ll miss it” MC whispered the words, pain once again showing itself on her features. 

“Miss it?” Soryu asked, genuinely bewildered by her statement.

“You know… when I’m gone” tears had begun to fill MC’s eyes, she seemed to curl in on herself. The brightness she usually displayed had dimmed slightly. 

“Don’t be ridiculous MC” Soryu snapped, surprising both himself and MC.

She stared at him in shock. In the years MC and Soryu had known one another, since becoming friends, he had never lost his temper or raised his voice at her. Not once. Yet here he was, his emotions high, getting angry. 

“I’m not being ridiculous Soryu! Once I have a new job, I won’t be at the hotel anymore. If I’m not there anymore, then I won’t see you guys anymore!” MC replied, equally frustrated. 

“THEN DON’T LEAVE!” Soryu shouted, his eyes filled with anguish, yet he couldn’t control how he seemed to burn with anger. 

His heart hurt more, when he saw the tears become too heavy for MC to prevent them from falling. Words failed him when she dumped some money on the table, grabbed her bag and ran from the café. He could only stare vacantly at the chair she had been sat in only moments earlier. 

Why had he raised his voice? If that was the last outing they were to share… why did he have to raise his voice. Why did he have to make her cry?

Soryu clenched his hands into tight fists. His nails dug into his palms, leaving deep indentations in the skin. Yet the pain was nothing compared to the ache in his heart.

** 

A couple more weeks had passed, and Soryu hadn’t seen or spoken to MC since she fled the coffee shop. She wasn’t answering his calls, responding to his messages, and he hadn’t seen her around the hotel. He was beginning to feel uneasy without her presence. Was she ok? 

As he entered the penthouse lounge he noticed the others surrounding Eisuke, a sheet of paper sitting on the table in front of them. The upset on their faces told Soryu that whatever it was, they didn’t like it. 

“What’s that?” Soryu asked, approaching the group. 

“MC resigned. With immediate effect.” Eisuke replied, eyes fixed on the letter in front of him. 

“What? Didn’t you stop her?” Soryu asked, his heart rate spiking. 

“I would have if I had spoken with her! She left the letter here. She didn’t even say goodbye.” Eisuke responded, the frustration in his voice clear. 

Soryu finally looked at the letter. The words on the page were in MC’s neatest writing. Her signature at the end.

‘Dear Mr Ichinomiya, 

Firstly, I would like to thank you for giving me the opportunity to work for a hotel with such a high esteem as the Tres Spades. 

In the years I have been here, I have grown as an individual vastly, learned valuable skills, and made numerous friends. 

When you offered me the promotion recently, I was overjoyed. I loved working here at the hotel, and to be noticed for my skills was a privilege and compliment I do not take lately.  

It is with a heavy heart, that due to travel issues, I hand in my letter of resignation. Resigning with immediate effect. 

Kindest Regards, 

MC

P.S… I’m sorry I could not say goodbye to you all. Situations at home have meant I needed to leave sooner than I had expected. Seeing you all would have made leaving that much harder, and I couldn’t have you refusing my resignation. You guys have been my closest friends for the last few years, and I will always be grateful to you all. Goodbye, MC x’

The letter was short and sweet. But what struck Soryu was her mentioning situations at home. Were her and Mason having problems? 

“Eisuke… are you really going to let her leave that easily?” Soryu grunted, hoping his friend would be the one to do something so he could keep his own personal feelings guarded longer. 

“No.”

“EISUKE!” Soryu shouted, his frustration at MC leaving once again bubbling over. 

“Soryu, she made a decision. As her friend I have to respect it. But as your friend I will do you one curtesy” Eisuke replied, his signature smirk on his face.

“What?” 

“3 weeks. Find her in 3 weeks, be honest with her, and if she comes back we will treat it as though she was on holiday. If in 3 weeks she isn’t back, I will formally process and accept her resignation”

3 weeks. That’s all he needed. He nodded his thanks to Eisuke, and dialled Inui’s number as he walked out from the penthouse. 

“Hey Inui, I need people looking for MC. Find where she is, and tell me. ASAP. We only have 3 weeks.”

Hope filled Soryu. No matter what she says, at the end of these 3 weeks… he will finally have told MC he loves her. His feelings would no longer be shackled away.

**

“Boss, she’s working in a coffee shop called La Casetta del Caffè” 

The words stopped Soryu where he was. 2 weeks. 2 weeks they had been searching for MC and now they had finally found her. 

Soryu was determined he would waste no more time. He picked up a bouquet of roses and raced to the coffee shops where MC was working. 

As he entered the coffee shop, he saw her. He felt his heart fill with anticipation. It had been a month since he heard her voice. A month since she had run out of that coffee shop.

Running a hand through his tousled hair, he smoothed his jacket down, approaching the counter. 

“Welcome to La Casetta del Caffè, what can I get you?” MC said smiling, but when she finally looked up, her smile fell. The sight of Soryu, someone who should not be there, surprised her.

“Hey MC” Soryu said, showing her a small smile, a blush stained his cheeks. 

She was a beautiful as he remembered. It sounded ridiculous. Of course, she was, it had only been a month. But that month had felt like eternity to him. His heart broke more each day they were apart. Yet seeing her now, he felt whole again. 

“W-what are you doing here?” MC asked, she was surprised but she could hide the happiness seeing Soryu brought her. 

“I need to talk to you; what time does your break start?” Soryu asked, when a kind looking older gentleman responded.

“MC, you can go on your break now if you like” He smiled and looked toward Soryu, “I hope you treat her a bit better than that other one!” the man huffed and went back to serving customers. 

Soryu looked to MC confused. 

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll meet you outside with a coffee in 5 minutes ok?” Soryu nodded in reply, heading outside, as MC began preparing two coffees.

MC brought the two coffees outside and sat opposite Soryu at the table. Sitting outside offered them some privacy, away from the prying eyes of the customers and owner. 

“So… what are you doing here?” MC asked.

“First… these are for you.” Soryu said, handing MC the roses he had bought before arriving. Surprised, MC accepted the bouquet, smelling the flowers.

“They’re beautiful… thank you” MC smiled. 

“And I really do need to talk to you…”

“Ok, sure…” MC replied nervously. 

“Please, don’t say anything until I’ve finished. I’ve wanted to say a lot of this for a long time.” MC nodded and Soryu continued, “Firstly, I’m sorry for shouting at you when we went out before. I was hurting knowing you were leaving, that didn’t give me a right to shout at you, but I need you to know, it was from a place of pain about losing you that cause my outburst.” 

Soryu sighed, looking up before continuing.

“And secondly. When I said I didn’t want you to leave, I meant it. But I didn’t mean it in the way the others were meaning it. I wasn’t going to miss you because you were my friend. I was going to miss you, and didn’t want you to leave, because… because I love you. MC I’ve been in love with you for almost as long as I have known you. I’m utterly crazy about you, and I thought just having you near was enough, that I would never need to tell you how I feel, but then you left and I realised I messed up never telling you.”

“Soryu…”

“Look, MC… Eisuke gave me 3 weeks. 3 weeks to tell you how I feel. 3 weeks to try convince you to come back. If you come back by Friday next week… they’ll ignore your resignation letter. You can come back like you never left. But if you don’t… if you don’t return by Friday, he will formally process your resignation.” 

When he finished Soryu stood. He smiled at MC, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. 

“I’ll be in the hotel all day Friday… I… I hope you come back MC” 

Following his remark, he began walking, before turning towards the café door where the owner quietly stood. 

“Sir, I don’t know what incident you were referring to, but I assure you, if she chose to come to me, I would treat her with the utmost respect and care. That, I promise you.” Smiling once at MC, Soryu walked away and headed back for the Tres Spades.

If he had turned to look, he may have noticed as the tears fell from MC’s eyes, the kind smile she showed him as he walked away, and the hand she held to her chest. 

**

A week had passed. It was now Friday. MC had not visited once, nor had she contacted any of them. Yet Soryu held onto that glimmer of hope that she would come.

Soryu sat in the penthouse lounge waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Seconds turned to minutes. The minutes turned to hours. Still MC had not arrived. It was getting later, and the others who had sat with him at various points during the day had returned to their own rooms. 

8pm… she isn’t coming, is she… Soryu thought. Rising to his feet, he headed towards his own suite. Disappointment and hurt filled his heart. He really believed she would come back. He really believed, she should be with him. 

When he arrived back in his suite, he poured himself a large brandy. He wasn’t normally one to drown his sorrows, but today, he wanted to drink until he forgot why he was hurting. 

He sat on his sofa, head in his hands. The pain all he could think about. Until…

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

A knocking on his door grabbed his attention. Who on earth would be knocking on his suite door now? If it was Baba or Ota, he swore to God he would pull his gun out so quickly. Yet the sight that greeted him made his eyes bulge and mouth drop open.

“Sorry I’m so late, it took a while to pack and then I needed to meet with Eisuke!” MC stood before him, a small suite case in her hands.

“MC!” Soryu exclaimed, pulling her into a tight crushing embrace. “You… you came back”

“I choose happiness” MC whispered, returning Soryu’s embrace. “And… you never let me respond to what you told me last week.”

Soryu pulled back slightly. He looked around the corridor to make sure the others weren’t spying on them, before dragging MC into his room. 

They sat together on the sofa. Soryu kept his arms around MC as they snuggled close. 

“So… first tell me what that man meant when he said he hoped I would treat you better?”

“Ah… that. Mason wanted me to quit the hotel. He argued about it, a lot. When I finally quit, and found the job at the café he came in on my second shift and screamed at me in front of the customers and owner about how I wasn’t working in a proper job and so we had less money coming in. I was mortified and the owner stepped in. He had moved me away from my job and friends and still had the audacity to moan about me not having as much money coming in. That was the end of things, it was the final straw.”

“That explains that one…” Soryu replied, he felt his own anger at the way MC’s ex had felt he could treat her. “So… you’re back?”

“Yep, Eisuke was happy to see me when I walked through the door. He wasted no time getting me to make him a coffee” MC giggled. 

“I’m glad you’re back where you belong, MC” Soryu smiled, stroking soft MC’s hair.

“Thank you Soryu… and I need to tell you something” 

Soryu nodded looking at the back of MC’s head as she sat leaning back against his chest. 

“The truth is… I’ve had these strange feelings about you for a very, very, long time but it wasn’t until I left and you came to the café and told me how you felt that I truly understood what these feelings were. The truth is, Soryu… I’m in love with you, too. You make my heart race, I enjoy our conversations about things we both like. But most importantly, I enjoy being with you.”

“MC…”

“I love you, Soryu…”

“I love you, too!” Soryu exclaimed, crushing MC to his chest. 

Overcome with emotion, Soryu lifted MC into his arms turning her to face him. His hands took her cheeks between them, and guided her lips to his. Their first kiss was soft, and gentle.

But it took no time, before they were overcome with passion, and their kiss deepened. The emotions he had been holding back all these years, Soryu finally placed in those kisses. That tame first kiss, soon became deep, intense kisses. If they were to signify anything, it was that a long, steamy night was ahead.

**

When Soryu woke the following morning, he smiled. In his arms he held the still sleeping MC. Relief flooded him. It hadn’t been a dream. She really had returned to them. To him. The woman he had adored from afar for the last few years, was finally his. 

The cold mobster had found the one woman who could bring out his soft side. And now he had her, he was certain, he would never be letting her go.

[stessio1019]

Is it me, or is Donald Trump sounding more and more like Roz from Mobster’s Inc.? I swear every time I hear him, it's like, "Biden, why didn't you file your paperwork?"

[1v31182m5]

How do you think randall and sonia interacted in the mobsters inc timeline?

I headcanon they were friends ever since they first met at the party!!

[majormeilani]

mice got some hulu disney+ thingy or whatever and she's letting me use it and i tried to look up monster's inc and i spelled it wrong as "mobsters" and it still came up

[jerichomere]

MOBSTERS UNUVERSITY IS NOT TEN YEARS OLD. IT IS NOT. IT JUST CAME OUT, SEVERAL YEARS ASFTER MONDRERS INC, THE MOVIE THAT SCARED ME IN KINDERGARTED. 2013 WAS YESTERDAY HELP

[flawedamythyst]

Today's Plotbunny: Farming AU

So, Stede inherits a massive factory-type chicken farm from his dad. Huge and industrial and with just absolutely terrible animal welfare policies, bordering on illegal.

Before Bonnet Senior is even in the ground, Stede is making changes, firing all the old staff and bringing in a gang of oddballs (inc. Buttons the Chicken Whisperer and Lucius the PA Who Is Not Paid Enough To Deal With Chicken Shit Thank You Very Much), halving the number of chickens they keep so they all have space to run around, looking up how to get organic certification, all that. All the local farmers think he's insane and that he's destroying his profit margin one hare-brained scheme at a time.

All the local farmers, except one.

Ed inherited a pig farm from Hornigold along with the rest of his vast criminal empire. The pig farm is a minor part of it all, mostly ignored and not particularly profitable. It serves two real purposes: a) money-laundering and b) disposing of corpses. Because you know...pigs and dead bodies and yeah.

Anyway, that was ten years ago. Ed has been out to the farm maybe twice since then because he's mostly focused on the actual organised crime stuff in the Big City. It's been a long decade though, and he's tired and bored and needs some R&R, so he comes up for a couple of days on a whim.

He meets Stede. Sparks fly. Hearteyes descend. Stede shows Ed what he's doing with his farm and Ed is fascinated, even as he realises just how little he knows about farming. And Stede makes it sound so fascinating! Fang has been managing the pig farm so Ed starts chatting to him, talking about possible changes and getting excited about it in a way he hasn't been for years about any of the Actual Crime.

Ed reluctantly goes back to the Big City after a long weekend that turned into a full week, but he can't stop thinking about Stede. He starts heading out to the farm more and more often to hang out with him, leaving Izzy in charge of the Crime in the Big City. He and Fang make small changes and then, inspired by Stede, bigger ones. Ed gets rid of some of the pigs, who he's never really liked as animals (especially not after watching them chew through numerous mobster henchmen) and replaces them with goats, who he always thought looked fun. He's kinda done with farming animals whose sole purpose is to die, he wants to try something without any death involved, you know? And goat cheese is fucking awesome.

The goats are fun. They may, in fact, be too much fun, but Ed is having the time of his life, running around with Stede after that one bossy nanny who always escapes, laughing and feeling lighter than he has in years. Maybe ever. He's thinking he might try kissing Stede, one day soon.

And then a Badminton turns up at Stede's. Probably Nigel. He tells Stede that he and his brother have bought up a whole load of land in the area and are going to be building a big housing estate, and that Stede's dad had been on the verge of signing a contract to sell his farm to them right before he died. Nigel leans on Stede heavily to sell and when Stede refuses, starts saying things like, "I'm guessing there's lots of chickens in those barns over there. Shame if something happened to them. Do you think it smells like Sunday dinner if a barn full of chickens burns down?"

Stede, furious at the very idea and frightened for his precious chickens, bashes him over the head. He falls, dies. Stede panics and calls the one person he completely trusts, the one who he has an inkling might have dealt with a dead body before.

Ed comes over and stares at Nigel's corpse, then sighs and says, "Guess it's a good thing I didn't get rid of all the pigs yet. No body, no crime, yeah?"

Stede has a little flailing 'oh god I'm a murderer and I'm making you an accessory, Ed! I'm ruining you like I ruin everyone!' moment, Ed steps in and kisses him to calm him down, then says something like, "There's no one I'd rather be an accessory to murder with."

They sneak Nigel's body to the pig shed in the dead of night, then go back to Ed's and make sweet, sweet love.

That's all I've got right now. I'm assuming at some point Chauncey turns up looking for his brother, and Izzy probably loses his shit when Ed announces he's moving to the farm full-time so he can be with Stede, but Ed and Stede overcome all, merge their farms, and create a goats&chickens organic free-range paradise.

I don't know anything about farming though, so it's never getting written.

[youngmasterwisdomperson]

I have spoilery opinions about the second Sanderson Secret Project book

so I guess if you haven’t already filtered tags related to the secret projects do so now

Especially those of my followers who may have only filtered the Cosmere-related tags. Watch out! This book isn’t set in the Cosmere.

Okay so, admitting my biases right off the bat, I think my perspective on this book suffered a little from the twists in it being less fun than I imagined they would be. Based on the first five chapters presented way back when, my theory about our protagonist was that he was going to turn out to be a reviewer for various dimension services or something, and he got all the skills related to sneaking and self-defense from having gone to multiple different dimensions in the past already and picked up the relevant skills along the way. And if he has a history of being a particularly diligent or scathing critic, then it follows that the capitalist hellscape that produced the titular handbook would give him plenty of enemies who might, say, want him dead. And that to me was a fun premise for a protagonist.

However, here’s where the spoilers come in—not too far into the book it’s revealed that the protagonist went to the police academy, and though we later find out he dropped out, I’m still not thrilled about that development. We also later meet his old friend, who is very much a cop, and up until the very end when it’s at least mostly clear that the guy’s a dick, he’s portrayed quite flatteringly as an arbiter of justice and shit, which feels pretty damn close to copaganda to me.

Even considering the fact that it turns out our protagonist was never really a cop and was actually a mobster, which seems contradictory to the early promise made by the protagonist’s instinct that he was definitely not a thief—that is not who he is, we were told—I still feel like not a lot of critical thought was put into this book’s portrayal of crimes and laws and what that says about our society. The jokes at the beginning were pretty funny because it seemed clear that the butt of the joke was the ridiculous things companies and rich people can get away with, and because of that the humor kind of lost its oomph for me midway through when the pretty anti-capitalist satire of the Frugal Wizard’s Handbook became contrasted by casual portrayals of police as being heroes, and criminals as inherently villainous, in a setting where it is made extremely clear that earth laws cannot be said to apply, where not even the laws of physics necessarily apply!

And the girlfriend who it turns out wasn’t fridged (yay?) turned out to be cheating on him having faked her death, which also didn’t fit with the first five chapters’ portrayal of her as a huge nerd for ancient times and the ways humans have always been humans, logical, feeling, multidimensional humans with hopes and dreams. I know we don’t like fridged women as a trope, but at the very least in this case it applied a nice additional emotional stake the protagonist could have had in helping the people of this dimension and treating them with respect and dignity, in defiance of how the Frugal Wizard Inc. people and other dimension salespeople treat them as less real, less substantial, little more than playthings.

The first five chapters left us no clues to suggest that Jen was anything other than a moral paragon who would serve as the protagonist’s internal moral compass, a foundation for his core values despite the inherent cynicism that must come from living in the world implied by the titular handbook. And to be honest, that makes the final reveals a disappointment to me. It makes me feel misled in a way that I’m not used to feeling in Sanderson books—he’s usually really good at foreshadowing the eventual payoffs in a way that makes perfect sense in hindsight and lives up to the promises made in the beginning.

Overall, I think this book has some decent jokes here and there and some alright characters. The world building was fairly interesting, and it was fun seeing the conflict between soft magic and hard science throughout the story, even if we only see tiny glimpses of the magic as a whole. I just can’t escape the feeling of missed opportunities and squandered potential with this premise. The themes were all over the place and the foreshadowing left much to be desired. Still, I read the whole thing in a span of a day, so I can’t say it wasn’t engaging. A thoroughly meh experience. Two and a half out of five stars.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

The Walkie-Talkie.

So according to the information, the Walkie-Talkie is on this street on the top of one of these high-rise buildings.

Seems like an interesting place.

If your definition of “interesting” means a place where people with more money than sense come to lose BOTH, then yes, it’s VERY interesting.

Have you guys been here before?

I already said. It’s a very good place to gather information.

The club puts on the guise of a regular meet-and-greet club, and often a casino, but in reality, it’s a criminal front.

A criminal front? For who?

Mobsters mainly. The owners have a unique system in place.

Indeed. They have an AI program that scans, listens and analyses information from the club-goers. It processes the info it picks up, and turns it into blackmail material.

That sounds dangerous!

Yeah, is going in there a good idea?

We don’t even know what it is that 404 WANTS from this place. We can’t rashly jump in without a plan.

He did say we’d get more information if we went...

Huh?

*Makoto suddenly feels his mobile buzz in his pocket. He takes it out and looks at a text on the screen.

Guys, look!

*Makoto shows everyone his phone.

Ah, how nice of 404 to let us know the very minute details.

So, we’ve gotta walk into this lions den, and steal information from the AI that runs the place? Yeah, because THAT sounds easy.

Fuck me, it’s not THAT hard!

Wh-What’s wrong Kuripa?

What are you talking about?

We LITERALLY have TWO heist experts in the van WITH us right now! Not only that, but they both clearly know about this place!

Not to mention they offered to come along and help out with whatever we needed! What’s the point of allowing Four and Maya to come along if we’re not gonna put them to good use!?

Y-You know, he DOES have a point.

Are we sure we want to do this? This whole 404 situation is really kind of our fault.

I agree. We should really be doing this ourselves. We don’t want to drag you into our problems.

Um...WE dragged YOU into our problems already. I think you’ve earned the right.

While we were fighting against Emilia Feng and Fang Inc. I considered all of you temporary members of the Freedom Foundation.

And while Maya and I are here, on this mission with you, I consider ourselves temporary members of the Future Foundation in turn. Use us how you please.

Well...in that case....Four? Maya? Do you think you can do it?

Please, we could do this in our sleep.

Leave it to us.

Thanks. You guys are awesome.

You know, we’ve been to this place a few times already. I’m surprised we never thought to steal info from the AI directly and trace it back to it’s point of origin.

That wouldn’t be good. If the AI gets exposed, they’ll remove it. Maybe they���ll put it somewhere else, but we’d lose a good info hub for a while.

...

...!

*Maya wraps her arm around Four’s as they climb the building in the elevator.

Finally got away from all those stuffy guys minus Kuripa. Now it’s just us two.

We’re in public Maya. Don’t get too cuddly.

Fiiiiine...Just happy is all.

Hehe.

Let’s bounce.

Right.

*The lift doors open and the two step out, still interlocking arms. No one turns their way as they climb the nearby stairs to the higher floor.

You wanna take it this time?

Usually this is your thing, isn’t it?

Well, it can get a little...claustrophobic sometimes.

Fine.

Get on my shoulders.

*Four and Maya look around to make sure everyone is still ignoring them. Maya then climbs on Four’s shoulders to reach the vent near the top of the wall.

Get on the other side and let me in if you can.

Got it!

AAGH OOOF!

*Maya clambers through the vent, unaware of the drop in front of her, and she clunks out of the shaft and falls on her butt.

AAAOOOWW...Mmgh...Hmmm...

*She recovers quickly and stands up.

Hoo...

*She approaches a nearby office room and enters it. Seeing a laptop, she approaches it and presses a few buttons. The mechanical door blocking Four out from the staff area that she finds herself in, unlocks and opens. Maya leaves the office and encounters Four in the hallway.

Opening the door for a lady? And some say chivalry is dead~

Heehee~

Is it just me, or have you gotten strangely more flirty?

Well, there’s no Future Foundation or Freedom Foundation to bother us...

Though we have a mission, I am still enjoying our time alone.

Four...

We haven’t exactly been completely straightforward with our feelings towards each other, have we?

I think we both kinda knew how we felt anyway.

Still, shame on me for not being straightforward and blunt for once.

Yeah.

Anyway...We’ve got friends counting on us, so let’s get this wrapped up.

*Four approaches a large computer box in the corner of the office.

You know, I’m surprised. This place really doesn’t have good security. I kinda figured given how important this AI is to the owners, they would pump it up a little bit.

There’s a psychological reason for it. The concerningly minimal amount of security is obvious even to the dumbest people.

It gives them the impression that no one’s gonna come running if they do anything illegal.

I see...so they force them to let their guards down.

Unfortunately...They aren’t getting past me.

*Four inserts a cord into the computer and waits.

Ayo, de pizza here!

You guys are back!

Evidently.

So? What do we have?

Well, we worked hard, persevered, and we came back with...!

A whole lot of nothing...

Uh...what?

We got nothing.

What she means is that the AI is not ACTUALLY here. Just a relay sending the gathered information off site.

Great...So now what?

I copied the relay information. Give me some time, and I’ll send what I got back to Oliver in Washington. He’ll be able to trace it’s point of origin.

Once he comes back with his info, we’ll go straight to where he points us and get the data.

Guess we wait...