#money heist denver

[mojamchim]

[lazar-arts]

Group Therapy - Money Heist

I finished season/part 4 a few days ago and the elevator hug reminded me of that Anne Hathaway photo, so I used that photo as reference for this. I spent a good amount of hours on this and if I render this any more, I will explode, so I figured I should just share this before I get in too deep.

Bonus: With more dramatic lighting

[depressopax]

La casa de papel NSFW alphabet

Fandom - La casa de papel/Money Heist

Part 3 - From K-O

»» Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 4 ««

Pairing: Nairobi - Berlin - Denver - Tokyo - Professor - Alicia Sierra - x gender neutral reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content! MDNI. Sub/dom, (semi) public, possessiveness, mentions of mommy kinks, Words: 1.7K Summary: NSFW alphabet challenge D-F. What are the LCDP characters like in bed? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 || AO3 link || Masterlist || Request ||

Nairobi

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Sub/dom & authority (in which she is more of a soft domme)

Sex toys (...especially strap-ons 🤭)

Praise & degradation

Breeding 

Semi/Public sex

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Preferably in bed

To provide you both comfort and give you good aftercare

Like I’ve said in earlier parts, she won’t mind being a bit risky and doing it in public places ;)

Especially to make you scream her name to let people know who you belong too

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Everything from big romantic/cheesy gestures

…To simple things such as you wearing skimpy clothes or trying to rile her up - she likes it when you act all needy and horny for her

A good, long foreplay gets her going too.

Teasing each other in public

Bonus: Homegirl ain’t scared to slide her hand down your underwears when at a restaurant just to see you flustered “I can't wait to strip you out of those clothes later.”

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Threesomes or “sharing” you

It’s a big NO

You’re hers, and the thought of someone else touching you the way she does? It doesn’t sit right with her

Anything that makes you uncomfortable turns her off tbh

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Likes both equally

That’s why she likes 69ing with you lol

Very passionate when giving you

Will have you on the couch, leg spread wide whilst she goes down

And B O Y she’s good 

When receiving, she loves bringing you to your knees

That way, she can place her legs over your shoulders for her own comfort

…And tease you by squeezing her thighs around you and force you in place

Very loud when receiving, and demanding

If you have longer hair she’ll pull it slightly and guide your head

And VERY praising afterwards

Berlin

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage

Impact play

Dom/sub & discipline

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bed, the couch, against the kitchen counter/table…

Prefers a bit privacy

So anywhere at home where he can bend you over will do it

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Simply… You.

And his own fantasies.

Just imagining what he wants to do with you

Or what he wants YOU to do to him, gets him going.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Threesomes and cuckolding

Anything that has to do with sharing you

Seriously, he’ll get seriously offended if you suggest it 😭

Doesn’t like humiliation, neither on you or him

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Homeboy passionate AF

He adores and worships every single inch of you, so ofc he gives you a lot of attention… Down there ;)

He can spend hours giving you oral pleasure

Not only to satisfy you, but because he genuinely gets turned on from going down on someone. It brings him pleasure too

He loves receiving too

Will have you on your knees, loving the sight of you so submissive and eager to please him

Pushing into your warm mouth, rewarding you with praise and LOUD grunts and moans

He hates being the guy to fuck your face

…But if he gets too into it/eager? He’ll do it and not even feel sorry afterwards

He makes up for your gagging and sore throat afterwards tho 🤭

Denver

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dirty talking

Roleplay

…Breeding ;)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, any time, ALL THE TIME.

He’s a horny guy, what can he say?

If you’re horny, he won’t let you be all bothered

If you’re in public he’ll find a somewhat private spot where you can take care of each other's “problems” ;)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Y O U

He’s easy to turn on

Kinda pervy when it comes to you, just watching you suck on a lollipop or ice-cream will have him aroused tbh 😭

Nudes too

If you’re comfortable sending them ofc

It’s the biggest motivation EVER, he adores and loves worshiping your naked body 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not that kinky, so anything that is too “extreme” is not it.

Not that fond off BDSM etc

He’ll try it if you are into it, but it’s not for him

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers receiving tbh

Your warm lips wrapped around his cock works like a charm.

Stressed? Sad? Happy? Angry? Blowjobs!!! 🤪

Still likes giving too

Especially when you show your appreciation with sweet moans

It boosts his ego to know he can make you sound like that 

Just love to make  you feel good. 

Tokyo

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Worship & praise

Degradation

Sex toys

Semi/public sex

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Doesn’t matter really

If she wants you - she NEEDS you, right there, right now

Doesn’t mind fucking you in a dirty restroom if she’s horny for you

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your presence alone is enough tbh

She is extremely attracted to you and everything you do turns her on

When you bend down to pick something up, smiling at her from across the room…

Touch is her love language, and she loves hugging you

Her hands wandering to your ass, thighs or stomach, feeling your body under her palms… It drives her crazy

Or if you do the same on her. 

She melts under your touch and craves more.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything where you could end up hurt

Sure she likes to be a bit wild, but your comfort is still prioritized.

She hates the thought of you bruised up in any way (except from hickeys, which she loves giving and receiving)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving

Just being able to sit back down and enjoy watching your mouth working on her pussy

Tokyo is the person to grind against your mouth

VERY loud too, and praising.

When giving - she likes surprising you

For example dropping to her knees when your least expect it and then work her way down

And she’s good at it too

Professor

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Authority

Roleplay

Dom/sub (in which he prefers being submissive)

Worship & praise

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Sergio is a classy man 💅

Prefers the bed, it’s the most comfy option, after all. 

He prefers slow, passionate session in the bedroom

If he’s feeling extra wild he’ll do it in the couch or shower  🤭

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You teasing him 

…Or purposely trying to turn him on - It works. 

When you make him feel hot and wanted.

Homeboy have low self-esteem, so you touching him, telling him he’s sexy/good-looking etc not only makes him feel good about himself…

But also flusters him and turns him on 🥹

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I feel like he is pretty “vanilla”

He is more of a sub, so he prefers it if you are taking charge tho

Likes experimenting but a big no for him is:

Humiliation, pain and being rude/disrespectful towards you

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers giving

He thinks it’s fascinating how you enjoy his oral skills so much

The first times were messy and awkward but he quickly learnt what you liked and improved his skills

His tongue and mouth *chefs kiss*

Could spend hours between your legs, watching you go crazy from something he’s doing

Won’t say no to receiving tho 👀

He’s not so picky, just you wanting to give him a blowjob turns him on

He’ll hold a gentle hand on the back of your head

You will earn some grunts and soft moans from his

Alicia Sierra

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

This one either makes a lot of sense, or not at all.

Mommy kink

Said it before, but she is a domme

She doesn’t necessarily ask you to call her “Mommy”

But still, she likes the thought of dominating you but doing so in a soft way

She’ll absolutely destroy you in bed, whilst whispering words of encouragement and getting turned on by your whimpers and moans

…And even by those pretty tears in your eyes as she edges and overstims you. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom

She prefers intimacy and privacy

Since she is a bit rougher she wants to provide you with some type of comfort, such as having you on bed, having a pillow behind your back or under your lower abdominal

Although, she’s keen on the idea of taking you in public places if you’re both in the mood, or if you’ve “been bad” ;)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Turning her on is not a challenge

Wear something revealing - or better, nothing at all! - and she’s ready to take you.

You’re a treasure to her and so beautiful, how can she not be horny for you?

Makes sure to rile you up too

With her wearing tops to show off her cleavage, whispering to you how badly she wants to fuck you… 

She also adores you being bratty. She sometimes ignores your need on purpose just to have you cry and turn into a whiny bitch to receive attention

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Yes, she likes being rough, but there are limits

She wouldn’t do something that could hurt you or inflict pain

Anything with blood etc is a big no for her

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers giving

But she expects you to do something in return, to thank her.

Absolutely drives you insane with her skilled tongue and warm lips, finding all the right places and spots to make you scream her name

Knows how to make you cum quickly and her goal is to at least give you 1-2 orgasms

She’s demanding when receiving.

Will have you lay down and sit on your face, grinding it and guiding the movements of your tongue and lips

Loves making you a mess and watching your swollen lips and the way her juices drips on your chin

Rough, fast movements over you as she praises you

Swells with pride as she sees the mess she’s made out of her perfect partner, knowing that you’re hers, and hers only.

[wedgeantill]

La casa de papel (2017-2021) DuckTales (1987-1990)

[bianca-the-godness-of-venus]

Requests open!

From now on, you can leave requests with what you want me to write. I will try to do it as fast as possible, but please understand that sometimes I don’t have the time and energy to start a fanfic.

Also, I only write for 18+ characters and I don’t write work that encourages illegal or wrong activities. So keep that in mind when you submit.

I write for every genre, like fluff , angst even smut etc.

Fandoms I write for:

-Money heist/ La casa de papel

-Harry Potter

-Dead poet society

-Euphoria

I will add more on the future or if you suggest another one. That being said, feel free to ask🤎

[sweetandabitspycho]

Okay so people this is the new writing list as always it probably won't be do in order. Feel free to request.

Masterlist

D.P. An jun-ho x reader smut

Grimm Sean x F! Reader part 1

Grimm Sean x F!Reader part2

Supernatural smuts

Hawaii five-o Steve x Reader

Hawaii five-o Adam x Reader

Hawaii five-o HCs for dating

Fast and Furious Dom x Reader

Fast and Furious Jakob x Reader

My Name x Reader HCs nsfw

Money Heist Denver X Reader

Jang-jun smut please smut

Vincenzo Cassano smut

Probably more request I forgot about but I'll add them when I find them

[rotzaprachim]

must inform that in this edition of Spanish soc. Kaz brekker is a Spaniard

[berlin-daily]

[jalicefanficblog]

A Family Money Heist Story please?

Because our favorite Thieves deserve a happy Ending :-)

Plan - Save the Choclate

AU - They are on a top secret robbery mission and only have 5 minutes before their afternoon nap ends and the adults will go back into the Villa. Cincinnati knew he had to act quickly and in most cases he could rely on his friends - but friendship stopped as they rached their goal - so why should they share a bar of chocolate?

"They are still in the garden - we have five minutes" - Cincinnati had been closely watching the behavior of his parents and other adults over the past few days.

They always went to the large garden of the villa , while the children were taking their afternoon nap and never entered the house during this time. So they would have about five minutes left , until their parents would come into the room to wake them.

"How long are five minutes?"

"Very short for adults - but long for us"

"CC said it we steal a great treasure"

The now six-year-old son from Denver and Mónica nodded in agreement and told the small group, that mostly of them listened attentively, as CC told them about to the large chocolate bar,  that his Dad had hidden in one of the kitchen cupboards.

What could be more delightful for a group of children,  than sneaking out of the room and stealing the candy shortly before the end of their afternoon nap?

"The adults talk a lot - they're laughing and - I think Auntie Ágata opened the bottle of wine , that Uncle Martín brought along  and ....." - before Madrid could finish her sentence, Sergio and Raquel's daughter was interrupted - by her own twin brother Edinburgh, who roughly stood next to his sister at the window and watched the behavior of the adults.

"... and Uncle Aníbal is playing football with Aunt Julia, Uncle Marseille and Aunt Silene", Edinburgh finished his sister's sentence.

"Just because Daddy always says you're smart, doesn't mean you have to say the names of all adults every time Ed", Madrid said, and the girl just shook her head.

"Daddy also says,  you are smart too Madrid - hey we can play football too later", Edinburgh grinned and before the twins could end up in a discussion again , that it was strange that Ed was addressing the other adults with their real names - a girl climbed out of her bed, joined the twins with a grin and put one hand on each shoulder from the twins.

"Do we want to continue talking about how boring the non-cool city names of our parents are , or should we sneak into the kitcheb, to get the chocolate?" - and so the girl with the long dark hair grabbed each of the twins' hands and pulled them with her.

"Thanks Ibizia - come on, together we can do it", laughed Cincinnati, thanking the daughter of Ágata for her eagerness.

It wasn't long before the other children were awake and standing next to Cincinnati, who quickly explained to them, what the plan was.

"Venice? You take the key from my daddy's jacket pocket. It should be on the chair where he sits - take Ed with you for",  Cincinnati said to the daughter of Silene and Aníbal.

The dark-haired girl only nodded tired and then left the room with Edinburgh.

"Ibizia and Madrid? You get a small stool from the bathroom, so we can climb on the cupboard",  - ordered Cincinnati and a little later the two girls had disappeared to bring the stool downstairs.

"Andalucía? You can't go back to sleep. We need you and Toledo to climb up to the space under the cupboard. You two are the smallest from all of us and fit better there" - said Cincinnati towards the little daughter of Andrés and then the son of Helsinki and Palermo .

Both looked a little sleepy, but followed the instructions and went out of the room.

"Malindi? You come with me, we have to make sure , that no adults comes into the kitchen",  - he addressed the little sister of Ibiza and gave her a sign to follow him.

When the children had finished their tasks, Cincinnati made his way to the basement of the villa and tried to get an overview of the situation. The adults could come back into the house at any moment - and then they would definitely eat the big bar of chocolate themselves. Nothing he want to risk.

***

With a satisfied smile, Nairobi looked at all the people around her, who had been like family to her since the successful heist on the National Bank of Spain.

The events and the escape from the police had made everyone grow closer together.

They all built their lives away from further raids or dangers and once a year , they all meet in the professor's villa to spend two weeks together as a family.

While Nairobi put some of the opened wine bottle into a glass, her eyes slid over to her husband Bogotà, who was sitting right next to her and gave her a kiss on her hair.

They had known each other during the robbery of the Bank of Spain in Madrid, after Nairobi was hit by a policeman with a bullet and injured by a trick from Alicia Sierra, she had survived through a tactically very good plan from the professor and after the gold was melted, everyone had made it out of the bank alive and the police had been in a lot of trouble for that.

The gang had been hailed as heroes and now lived the lifes they always dreamed of.

She had married Bogota three months after the heist and made her wish to be a mother again come true. Her little Ibiza was born healthy and Bogotà had devotedly looked after the baby from day one and to took care of her.  Nairobi remembered the moment when Ibiza said Papi to him and how brightly her husband's eyes were shining.

And Ibizia shouldn´t be an only child , because shortly after Ibiza's second birthday, her little sister was born - Malindi. Nairobi loved her two daughters so much and still decided to contact her son Axel by letter and email and the boy wanted to meet her. This time not surrounded by a lot police officers  - but in a neutral place - and Nairobi could hardly believe her luck.

"Did I mention that you just look beautiful in this red dress?" Her husband whispered to her and Nairobi gave him a loving kiss, before she took a sip from her wine glass and her eyes slid to the opposite side of the table - where Berlin was sitting,  elegantly dressed as always and again with a drawing pad in hand.

Back at their first heist, instead of Berlin and Ariadna, they had several hostages that shot at the police officers and so the professor's half-brother was released through the tunnel in just the right time and there was another good news for Berlin, because it there was a cure for his illness and so his life was saved - even if his friends had to drag him to the treatment.

His life had turned upside down, when he took in the daughter from one of his ex-wifes in, after she died. And since the first meeting between Berlin and Andalucía it changed happened the noble man and Nairobi could say without lying , that behind the arrogant and light narcissistic behavior , was a loving and caring father. And this is exactly what the almost 4 year old confirmed every time Nairobi saw the child.

Marseille and Manila had also become part of this crazy family and are playing football against the others. And none other than Rio just shot with the balll a goal for his team - which gave him not so nice gesture from Tokyo.

Nairobi knew , that Rio and Tokyo had their ups and downs , but their heart was in the right place and since her daughter Venice was born, it changed the couple's life, it also seemed their luck was perfect. Especially since as far as Nairobi had noticed,  little Venice was as explosive as her mother, if she wanted to.

A loud laugh made Nairobi look away from the soccer players and Denver came up towards the table, an arm around Stockholm  and the two looked, like they were freshly in love again.

Which was not so normal, because during the heist on the Bank of Spain,  there had been a lot of arguments between the two - a clarifying talk when everything was over and a few days' vacation from the child showed them again,  why they got married and loved each other deeply. Now everything was fine between the two and they could watch her little Cincinnati growing up.

When Helsinki asked her for the bottle of wine, Nairobi handed it over to her best friend and nodded to him and Palermo. The two had also found love and made a very cute couple.

It had taken the two men a little longer to adopt little Toledo, and they too seemed much happier and more balanced with a child. Although Palermo was not yet able to completely abandon his old habits - but it was on the right way.

The Professor and Lisbon stood not far from Stockholm and Denver. As always, the two of them had immersed themselves in a book and behaved like the adult part of the group.

But their love had also got stronger, after the successful rescue mission of the Lisbon, for who the Professor felt so much emotions for, and after Paula had become an integral part of the family, Sergio and Raquel had decided to get married and a while later the twins Madrid and Edinburgh were born.

Satisfied, Nairobi took another sip of her wine and just enjoyed the Moment. 

***

"CC didn't say the chair with the jacket is outside"

Venice pouted in front of the large open balcony door,  that would lead out onto the terrace.

No adults were sitting at the table where the jacket was, but it would be very risky , if she and Ed were about to go out there now.

One of the parents just had to look in their direction by accident and they would be discovered.

"You have to be quick and - see that your shadow is not visible", Edinburgh said only in an strict voice. Something he had from his father.

"I can be very fast - okay you take care of,  that nobody looks at me Ed?" - After Venice was sure that Ed would take care of that point, the girl quickly sneaked outside and ran to the jacket,  that belonged to Denver,  to look for the key that would open the baby gate to enter the kitchen.

Someone had the great idea,  that it would be not so great, if 8 children aged 3-6 years could just walk into the big kitchen at every time.

That is why the Parents had put up this baby gate during the meeting last year and you could only open the baby gate, with a key,  if you had the same size as the children.

Moments later, Venice had the key in her hand and grinned at Ed, who signaled her,  that she should come back inside quickly. The young girl turned around and checked, that most of the adults were distracted, so she ran back into the house.

****

Less than five minutes later, the Children had entered the kitchen, a stool stood in front of the cupboard where the chocolate was supposed to be, and now it was up to Andalucía and Toledo to climb onto the working space under the cupboard and then get to the candy faster out of one of the cupboards, because CC couldn’t remember exactly in which of the many cupboards his father hide the chocolate.

"If you fall, we'll catch you - just like in the movies", Venice grinned as Toledo and Andalucía climbed onto the stool, so that they can climb onto the work surface. Then they opened the first closet doors while the other children made sure that everything worked as it should.

"There is no chocolate here -just plates and cups," said Toledo when he closed the cupboard door again, and Andalucía didn't seem to be very lucky either, because as far as she could look into the open cupboard, there was hardly anything that looked like an large chocolate bar.

"Look into the closets further to the right",  suggested CC and only gave the twins a questioning look. After all, they lived with their parents in the large villa and still had to know what was in the other cupboards.

"Mom sometimes puts flour and sugar in the closet on the right. Maybe there?" - it came uncertainly from Madrid.

"I see something - behind the pack of flour. Here Andalucía hold that" - Toledo could actually see something that looked like chocolate and that was behind a pack of flour.

When Toledo handed the little girl the package with the flour, the daughter of Berlin had a hard time holding the flour package and then put it down next to her on the work surface.

"The sugar too ... here" - before the girl could protested, the pack of sugar was pressed into her hand and the bag landed - luckily without the toddler on the floor of the kitchen.

"I have the chocolate" - this sentence was drowned out by the impact and the spreading of the flour throughout the kitchen and the children were very happy.

When the two smallest kids of the group had safely climbed off the wor surface and the stool, there was a second muffled sound and the pack of sugar fall off the work surface and landed as well on the floor.

But the children weren't worried about that - after all, they had reached the goal and the chocolate in was in their hands - there was only one small problem.

Who would split it up up or want to keep it to themselv? Within a few moments there was a discussion between the children, in which the bar of chocolate was passed back and forth, and various points of views  about who had done more with the plan  were said out loud - it wouldn't be long before chaos would break out between the kids.

"I pretend like I haven't seen anything niños" - Moscow was smiling with a camera in his hand in the door frame and had captured the moment when all the children wanted to grab the chocolate bar,  before CC's grandfather went outside to the Garden .

The children stopped confused for a moment and that could only mean one thing - soon their parents would show up here and no one would have a piece of the Chocolate.

And right at that moment - the Chaos break out.

***

CC grabbed the Chocolate bar and wanted to run out of the room. However, Toledo and Andalucía stood in his way and when they wanted to grab the chocolate bar out of his hands, CC, who was a bit bigger and stronger as the younger ones , pushed them into the sugar and the flour mix, that had spread out on the kitchen floor.

"CC why do you want to run away? Just because it was your plan?" - Before CC could continue his escape, Madrid and Malindi hold CC back on his shoulders and pulled him back.

"Yes and my plan was great!", came from CC selfish, who at the moment only thought,  that he had to somehow bring the chocolate to a safe place

. "It was our plan - now give us the chocolate-  that we can share CC",  said Madrid and Malindi impatiently, roughly put the package away from CC.

"Put the Chocolate down!"

These words confused the Children and before anyone could react, Venice found a some eggs and the mischief sparkle was in her eyes - the same that had always been with Tokyo when she worked out her own plan.

Venice already threw three eggs in the direction of CC, Madrid and Malindi. One of the eggs hit Toledo and Andalucía, which caused the two children to take a handful of the flour-sugar mixture and run to Venice.

When the Parents entered the Kitchen, alarmed by Moscow's nice advice, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Because the Flour and Sugar were everywhere in half the kitchen. The children's clothes were covered with the mixture and the remains of egg shells and in the middle of Argument that the children were still fighting about - luckily not with their fists - a Chocolate bar flew through the Air and landed right in front of the Professor.

"The efficiency of your nap time should actually lead to a different result...",  sighed the professor and when the children heard his voice, they stopped their discussion of what would happen , if the adults came into the Kitchen.

The eight children looked a bit shocked at the professor, who, like the rest of the Parents, looked at the chaos in the Kitchen.

"We ... didn't want to make mess Daddy ...", Madrid started.

"... really not Daddy but we heard ..." Edinburgh continued.

"... that a mean chocolate thief wanted to steal the chocolate that CC's daddy hide...", Venice got involved and tried to push the he pack of eggs with her foot under the Table.

"... and we had to prevent that otherwise ...", said Toledo and looked at his friends for help.

"... CC's Daddy hungry a lots..", Andalucía helped with a shy look at the Professor.

"... that's why we came up with a plan  - to save the Chocolate from the Thief. We ...borrowed the key for the baby gate from CC´S Daddy's jacket -", Madrid added.

"- then we found the Chocolate and ... the Flour and Sugar got open and ... we couldn't decide who was going to split the chocolate - so we can share", said Malindi.

".... we are very sorry", CC finished the explanations and the children repeated the apology again and looked at the professor carefully .

And the Professor?

He looked from the Chaos that was in his kitchen to the Children, who were only now aware of the Chaos they had caused.

For a moment, the Professor considered whether he should give a speech about the rules - one of them was,  that they should only come out of the room during an afternoon nap when it´s important or theey need the help of an Adult - not for a stealing a bar of chocolate that Denver wanted to hide for himself in the Kitchen.

But against his intentions , only a short smile formed on the professor's lips and the amused laugh of Moscow, Denver and Tokyo made him reject this thought.

He had another idea for Kids.

The professor picked up the Candy and cleared his throat once , to get the children's attention.

"Your Teamwork has been good - you can use it , to clear up the Chaos later. And when you're done, come to me and I'll split the chocolate for you, so that you can share  - okay?"

The End

AO3

[madirablack]

Have I mentioned I love the Spanish

[dramalocks]

☇✈ minsu e denver; simples+ edit ♡❞

☇ like or reblog ⋮ @capapers

☇ don’t repost our edits

[purelydelicately]

I’m probably reading too much into it but why would they be following each other. He doesn’t follow any other foreign women. Just this random account with very little followers. And she lives in Korea.

[angiecutieee]

MONEY HEIST MEMES YALLLLL

OK WE ALL CAN AGREE THAT WE HATE ARTURO...I MEAN THAT GUY REALLY IS A HEADACHE AND HE CAN GIVE A PERSON BRAIN CANCER JUST BY TALKING

[depressopax]

La casa de papel NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

»» Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 ««

Pairing: Nairobi - Berlin - Denver - Tokyo - Professor - Alicia x gn!reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content, gender neutral reader Words: 900 Summary: What is aftercare like with the LCDP characters? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3

Nairobi 

I’ve said it before, and will say it again. AFTERCARE QUEEN <3

Very sweet and caring.

She sometimes tends to get a bit carried away when she has sex with you, so aftercare is something she prioritizes. 

She’ll make sure you’re ok, praise you and make sure to tell you how well you did for her.

Her favorite aftercare is either cuddling or running a hot bath for you (and her)

She makes sure to clean you up and fix the bed

When fixing a bath - she makes sure to light some candles, dim the lights in the room and have the perfect temperature for your sore muscles. 

She likes massaging your shoulders whilst whispering praise to you

Afterwards, she’ll bring you to bed again, making sure you’re comfortable and feel loved.

She likes having you sleeping naked in her arms, while she strokes your back and strokes your hair.

Crying shaking throwing up I NEED NAIROBI IN MY LIFE 😭

Berlin 

Berlin may have two moods when having sex: - Slow and loving - Fast and hard

However, his aftercare is always the same.

As we know, Berlin is like a totally different person when he’s in love.

You realize so by how sweet he is with you during intimate times.

Whether he’s submissive or dominant in bed (he can do both 😽), he wants you to feel loved afterwards.

But he does enjoy being a tease too lmao

He’ll tell you how good you were, how much he enjoyed it and how amazing you look etc

…But Berlin also likes teasing you for your reactions, how “needy” you were, or simply brag about how amazing he is 

Being an asshole aside…

After being reassured you’re ok, he helps you clean up

Gives you something to drink and offers you a bath or shower (he won’t let you do it alone tho)

Berlin worships you and your body, sexually or not. He just adores you.

But honestly? He is pretty lazy after sex.

He prefers to cuddle you whilst whispering praise to you

Sex makes him sleepy lmao

Besides, his favorite thing to do is have deep conversations with his lover, and have you resting on him naked.

He falls asleep pretty quick, and does so whilst spooning you.

Denver 

I’m sorry, Denver simps - but this man is NOT good at aftercare.

He’s clueless AF after sex. 

Of course he makes sure you’re ok and will kiss you, but more than that? No.

You’ll have to ask him for aftercare, and do so quickly before he falls asleep on you lmao 😭

But if you ask him, he’ll of course be more than happy to obey.

You’re a treasure to him, and he worships you and your body.

He’ll do his best, with praise, cuddles and offering to get you some water etc

But when it comes to aftercare FOR HIM?

He loves it.

Mans a switch, but I feel like he prefers being under you and receiving love and attention.

If you’re rough with him, he is needy afterwards and wants full attention.

Even though he’s not good at aftercare, he won't let you go to sleep without making you feel loved. 

He falls asleep first, but does so while whispering “I love you”

Tokyo

Just like Denver, Tokyo tends to forget about aftercare lol

Unless she loves you deeply, she skips it.

…But she loves you, so she tries giving you good aftercare.

She brings you to the bathroom and helps you fix up a warm shower or bath, whichever you prefer.

She often ends up joining you, or takes the opportunity to fix a drink for the two of you. 

Cuddling with Tokyo is almost as passionate as sex is.

She makes sure you feel like a royal when she cuddles and she praises you.

Telling you how well you did, how hot you are… 

She either falls asleep fast, or stays up watching you sleep whilst slowly caressing you, thinking about how lucky she is to have you. 

Professor 

Homeboy is an overthinker 😭 (he’s so me)

“Was it good for you, too?”“Are you ok?”“I did make you cum, right?”“Did it hurt?”

You’ll need to reassure him everythings ok

He is very good at aftercare.

Sergio probably has read a lot about sex, to learn how to be the perfect lover lmao

And he is very attentive to your reactions etc

This way, he figures out what you like in bed, and what you enjoy for aftercare.

His personal favorite is massages.

He is very good at giving massages, and enjoys your reactions to them.

He makes sure to take the tension from your sore muscles and does so carefully - taking any discomfort or stress away.

He is not the guy to fall asleep afterwards, he wants to see you fall asleep first, so he can feel protective of you before he falls asleep as well. 

Alicia 

Call me down bad, but…

Alicia is a DOMME.

Usually rough with you when having sex

She sometimes tend to not be affectionate afterwards, or be a bit too arrogant/teasing

She cares about you, but sometimes simply forgets to take care of you after she’s done fucking.

You’ll probably have to remind her to give you aftercare

But when you do, she’s affectionate.

She’s very rewarding, especially after you’ve been good for her in bed.

Alicia spoils you with kisses, praise and makes sure to clean you up.

Fixes you a bath, shower, massage…Whatever you need.

Let’s be honest - you’ll probably be sore AF after she’s done with you, so she needs to take her time with you and make sure you’re ok.

If she’s stressed of frustrated from work, she definitely forgets aftercare

But otherwise, she drops the domme act and is very sweet with you.

She adores you and wants to show her love and tenderness.

Also... THE GIF?? I'M SCREAMING

[onanotherlvl]

Almost done with Money Heist. Watching it in Spanish because it’s really the only way to watch it. The best way anyway…and I must say…

Denver is daddy. 🔥🔥🔥

The show is so good. I’m officially a fan.

[justinewt]

London, Punk Capital - MONEY HEIST: KOREA Chapter One

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Summary: When Jin-sol, a promising young sportswoman decides to send her whole life away, going as far as faking her suicide to get under the radar, and crosses paths with the Professor, she finds herself involved in the plan of an ambitious heist that reveals her true colors. The target: the Mint of the Joint Economic Area. 

Words: 5k

Warnings: Money Heist: Korea season 1 (episode 1), 1st person pov, mention of suicide: FAKE suicide (no blood etc), loss, backstory, screams, hostage-taking, tauting, guns

DECEMBER 2023

At only 18, the path I was going to take was already mapped out. Plans to major in Sports studies and have a brilliant career as a combat sports athlete. I practiced Taekwondo since I was 6 years old, and it was my dream to become a professional in this sport. My dream, to represent South Korea at the Olympics one day. If I had been born in North Korea and lived in poverty, like my mom did, I wouldn’t have had so many opportunities and options but ultimately, I chose to throw away one of the only things I was good at and end it all and give up the life of freedom she risked hers for. Years ago, my mother, a hardworking but private woman, died of overwork and left me in the care of my uncle. I was 10 years old. Nobody had ever told me anything about my biological father, even though she had known him quite well and my uncle was the closest thing I had to a dad anyway so after I found myself orphaned, he adopted me and I started to call him dad because I wanted to feel like my peers, who had their parents. But he died too, and not that long ago. He was a college professor and taught in the department of business and economics at the Seoul National University. This smart and caring man was the last family I had. Losing everyone just made me realise an honest life wasn’t always worth it.

The wind was blowing that night. I let my bag fall on the floor of the Mapo bridge sidewalk and took off my jacket, making sure my identity papers and suicide note were in the pockets. It was actually not my plan to take my own life. My only wish was to completely disappear from the radar screens and let life surprise me with whatever it could come up. I heard my grandfather died in a robbing, in the 90s. Maybe I could do that too, without the dying part obviously. This new life choice was a complete turnaround, but it was my choice. Living an underground life in the guise of a dead person wasn't just anything. I was calm as I tied my hair in a bun above my neck, staring into the distance. Cars drove by but no one pulled over to come and stop me and that was for the best. The bridge was notorious for suicides and dozens of telephones and signs to deter people from commiting were set up along both sides. Glancing around, I leaned on the railing, lifted my leg and tipped my body over to the other side, resting my feet on the ledge. I didn't even really want to kill myself; it was just to give the illusion of it, and despite the fact that it was good that no one was bothering me, I wanted someone to witness my fall so that they could then confirm to the authorities that I was the person who jumped. I was not yet such a famous sportswoman, few people would be sad to hear the news, maybe my old friends from middle and high school but that was all. Everyone would forget me, ultimately.

I tried taking deep breaths. Despite the bright lights all over the bridge, the water looked dark beneath my feet. After a minute of staring down at the Han River, I heard someone calling out to me. This was my cue. I didn’t even look at the person trying to talk me out of it, closed my eyes, held my breath and let go of the railing. My body fell forward, and I plunged into the water. For a brief moment, I forgot my plan and let the water carry me away but eventually, I swam. I swam all night long and hid under another bridge, far from the one I jumped off of. The police would check the bag and jacket I left, get a testimony from the witness and quickly rule it out as a suicide. They would try to find my body but after a few days of being unsuccessful at doing so and with no one stepping forward, like a family member or something, they would stop searching and I would be fine. I just needed to lay low for a bit. I hid in seedy hotels and dyed my hair red. On my ID, I had bangs and black shoulder-length hair. It was now quite different, and it changed my appearance a lot. I left Seoul and went where the wind took me. And the wind took me to Mungyeong where I joined an illegal fighting ring. I ran into some cool guy who became like a brother to me. You’ll meet him eventually. He is not especially sharp-witted but he's fun, I'm sure you'll like him. Just so you know, I’ll refer to him as 오빠 “oppa” most of the time. It’s Korean for brother.

We would fight at every illegal fight club we could find and never lost. He eventually beat up the gamblers who had bet on us and we left. He had told me his father was constantly in and out of prison and he was the last person we expected to see. Gamblers had lost lot of money because of the both of us and had sent their dogs after us. He played with them while I tried to fight them off. So much so I always had to urge him to keep moving. I was way younger but the most serious of the pair. We had slipped between two buildings, which roofs we were running on just a moment before, trying to escape them but we got stuck. These guys were above and below us. A few cursings came out of our lips as the wall exploded. We protected our faces and looked to the side. A man was sticking his head out of the hole made by the explosion. It was his dad. He helped us get out of there and we ran away. That’s when we were introduced to a man calling himself the Professeur, 규슈 “guyshu”. When I met him, the first thought that went through my head was that he reminded me of my uncle, but it wasn’t what this meeting was about. He needed us to join his plan, which was to rob the Mint in the Joint Economic Area. We were in. He had assembled a whole team of people like us, and he brought us together to where our hideout was. The place where we would learn all about his plan until the D-day came around.

I had no idea how he found this place. A whole hotel complex, abandoned. Perfect for us. As we walked down a tree-lined path to reach the disused resort, I looked at the faces around me. We were 10 in total. For the first day, we settled in the hotel swimming pool. The professor had set up a whiteboard and we sat around it, in an arc. I sat on a cube with the number 6 on one side and next to me was a stern man in a suit. I wasn’t in such fancy clothing, just wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt with BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER in red writings, a faux leather skirt, a pair of pantyhose and combat boots. There was this little thing I hadn’t left behind when I faked my own suicide, and it was a gold ring that my mom gifted me. It was a ring she had herself been gifted, by her older sister for her 18th birthday. She had written in the letter she left me, that when triplets are born in North Korea, boys get silver daggers and girls get gold rings, as a gift from the government. Until I read this, I had no idea my mother actually had three older siblings. The 50-year-old ring hung from a thin cord tied around my neck.

“Before we start, I wanna make this clear.” The professor started speaking. “From now on, regardless of age or where you’re from, we’ll all speak informally. We’ll use code names to call each other instead of using real names.”

“I can do code names, but what about respect?” Oppa’s dad raised his hand. “What’s the reason for that?”

“It’s safer that no one knows. It’s out of serious precaution for each other’s identity. How about we use city names?” He walked over to a small table and grabbed a globe from it. “It can be a city you wanna live in once the job’s over or a name that you like the sound of. It’s up to you, so pick one.”

Gyushu sat down and the first of us that stood up was the other youngest of the group. W ewere called the “maknae”, literally meaning the youngest. He turned the globe and put his finger on the city of Rio de Janeiro, sketching an excited smile, chuckled and moved his body like he was dancing the samba. That guy who looks like your typical K-pop idol is Rio.       He’s a horrible dancer, but apparently, he’s an amazing hacker. Then came oppa’s turn. I already told you, his story.

“Denver. I’mma go with that one since it’s near the Rocky Mountains. You guys know Rocky. It’s, uh… It’s my favorite movie of all time.” He punched the air, making the sound effect to accompany his gestures. Faced with his little show, his father seemed quite embarrassed.

“Just so you know, that movie is set in Philadelphia.” The professor's intervention caused Denver to stop, and he awkwardly brushed the hair from his face.

“Oh- oh, really? Philadelphia. Phil… That’s a bit long. Denver sounds a lot stronger, right?” His father then picked Moscow as his alias. I did say he was in and out of prison in the years prior to this day but he also used to work in the mines, so naturally he’s a digging expert. That’s why he’s here. And where was here? The dead-end that was his life.

“Has anyone here ever been to Africa before? The cradle of civilization. Words can only try to describe. Did you know the area’s famous for diamonds?” This woman who introduced us to her ass as she chose her alias was Nairobi. A pathological liar. A forgery master, claiming to have been a part of every major crime, but I didn’t take her word for it. She was probably nothing more than a con artist. She went back to her seat and two fellows walked towards the globe, squabbling over its use, pushing each other around. That jolly pair was Helsinki and Olso. Fixers from Yanbian. Word had it that they wiped their entire gang and left. Next was the man in the fancy suit sat in the chair next to me. He went up to the globe, his hands in his back and picked it to take a look at it. Berlin. He had this gift for making people nervous, but he didn’t intimidate or scare me. He was from the Kaechon camp in the North, where only the dead are free. How he got here is a mystery that made him the most wanted man in the history of North Korea. I hopped on my feet before he even came back to his seat and crossed his gaze when he handed me the globe, stepping away. His eyes lingered on me as I turned the globe and put my finger.

“London.”

“It fits you.” I nodded, giving the professor a smile as I returned to my seat. The last to take an alias was Tokyo. She had come down here from the North after being discharged from the army.

“Out of all the places, why pick Tokyo?” Denver enquired.

“Because we’ll be doing bad things.” Some of us chuckled at the remark. I sketched a smirk.

“Yo, that’s really smart.”

“She’s right.” The professor stood up and she walked past him to go back to her seat. I leaned on my knees, listening to him. “We will be doing bad things. We are going to pull off the single largest heist in history. The North opened up its economy, and every Korean was promised that they’d benefit from this, but in reality, only the rich got richer. It’s time for us, the ones left with nothing to claim what’s ours. This is why we’ve formed this team. I’m going to make this clear. Not a single person will get hurt. Our goal is to steal four trillion won and then we’ll disappear. We’re giving the public the best show they’ve ever seen, live and in their faces. And they’ll have no choice but to root for us all.”

“There’s no way that’s possible.” Rio said.

“Okay, let’s say it is possible. Where are we gonna find that much money?” Nairobi wondered.

“The target for our heist… is gonna be…” He marched to a table covered with a red fabric behind us and pulled it off. The others stood up to see while Berlin and I just pivoted in our seats. “… The Mint.”

FIVE MONTHS LATER

We all had to stick to our roles to make this plan work. I was one of the only ones to have no real decision-making power, but I was fine with it. It had been decided that Berlin would be the on-the-ground chief of operations, so I had to follow his orders and those of the professor to the letter, but my job did not end there. I didn't have a mere supporting role in the heist. What I had to do was a lot more vicious. We knew that there would be We knew that the hostages would not only be Mint employees, but also students from Myeongseong Foreign Language High School, where the US Ambassador's daughter was studying. She would be our key hostage. The most valuable of all. And what I was to do, prior to the heist, was get close to her and in order to do so, the Professor had provided me with a whole new identity to join this school, and more specifically the class she was in. I assumed a new name and wore a realistic wig that really gave the illusion that I had bleached my hair, but not to the point that it was white or platinum, but kind of straw blonde, with blunt bangs falling right above my eyebrows. It really changed my face. I wasn’t really into the whole going back to school thing, but I had to do it. At first, I was in school for about 90 percent of the time but once the professor brought us all together and we started working on the plan for the heist, I didn't go there as often anymore. One obvious excuse was that of the so-called chronic disease from which I suffered, or rather from which the student I played suffered and that I had to go abroad for a long time.

At the same time as preparing for the robbery, I was doing homework remotely and chatting with the classmates I had “befriended” to keep up appearances. I must have been very convincing in this role since I had totally succeeded in my mission and Anne Kim really seemed to consider me a friend. She was one of the people who texted me the most, often asking how I was doing and if I would be back in time to come with them to visit the Mint.

“It’s great you’re doing better.” Anne said as she was taking selfies in front of the Mint. I looked to the side and watched the students getting off the bus and nodded with a soft smile.

“It was hell having to stay in the hospital.” A group of girls then came running towards us, disrupting our quiet conversation and one of them grabbed my shoulder to bring me closer to them and take a picture of us. Right after the camera click shuttered, they ran back to the group of students. I stared at them. I couldn’t wait to take off that wig and stupid school uniform and take my place among the robbers. This little role-playing game had gone on long enough.

“Um, later can you send me the photos?” Anne and I turned our heads as we heard a classmate's voice rise near us. I hadn't even noticed he was there while we were taking the group photo. “You have insta, right?”

“I don’t.” Anne looked him up and down and took my arm to bring me with her to our classmates, standing two by two in line in front of the entrance to the Mint building. I was really getting tired of having to act like a 17-year-old teenager, but I played along and stood with her as the teacher invited us to follow her inside. With a quiet sigh, I looked behind us and saw two women standing by a tree. Nairobi wore a purple wig and was smoking, and Tokyo wore a light blonde wig. As I climbed the stairs, I held her gaze before walking into the hall and looking ahead. They now knew that Anne Kim and I entered the building, and surely told the rest of the team.

“Please stay in line as you follow me.” A lady greeted us at the entrance and guided us into the Mint, walking us down the monetary exhibition hall, telling us about the story of South and North Korean’s currencies. I wasn’t exactly paying attention to everything she was saying but rather waiting impatiently for when I would finally be able to swap roles. For now, I kept that jaded expression on my face and walked beside Anne. She stopped in her tracks to take a photo of a politician with a Snapchat filter on. The teacher reminded her not to take pictures and wait until the tour was over. We continued to follow the group and I saw Anne take a turn in the direction of the toilets. Glancing at our comrades, I slipped away, wanting to keep an eye on this precious hostage. I quietly opened the door to the restrooms and heard Anne speaking in English in one of the stalls. She was on the phone with someone, complaining about school, her uniform and her dad. Rolling my eyes in annoyance I turned around and the moment I let go of the door, I heard gunshots ring out. I was taken aback and jumped but quickly, a smirk appeared on my face, and I walked with a determined step while everyone ran and screamed around me. Nobody paid attention to my behavior, far too poised for such a situation. My fellow robbers were finally there, threatening the students and employees with their guns. When I found myself among the students, I started acting scared and let out a few screams of terror. I saw Tokyo arrive, she took off her wig and looked around. She held her gun against her shoulder, the barrel pointed in the air. When she met my gaze, she grabbed my arm and dragged me away. I cried out.

“Where’s the girl?” She spoke in a scolding manner, raising her voice and I did my part.

“In- In the restroom.” My body was shaking so much that I struggled to line up those three words and my voice broke into a sob as I answered. Tokyo looked at me with great surprise, eyes widened. She tightened her grip on my arm and looked me down, trying to hide that she had been unsettled by how intense but realistic my acting was. she let go of me, pushing me away unceremoniously before going to get Anne Kim. I lost my balance and the teacher caught me and brought me back to her and the students, asking me if everything was okay but I didn't answer, pretending to be so shaken that I couldn't answer, but on the contrary, her fear was very real. The robbers, dressed in red boiler suits and masks inspired by traditional Hahoe masks. Only Nairobi, with her purple wig, had yet to put the outfit on. As agreed, Berlin was leading the group. Despite the masks, I also knew very quickly which one was Denver since I saw him out of the corner of my eye wanting to approach me when he saw this distress on my face, and I also saw his hair tied in a bun. He had let himself be deceived by these artifices, but Berlin had prevented him from approaching me while they put blindfolds around the eyes of the hostages, lined up in two groups facing each other.

I was the last to be blindfolded and Berlin stopped in front of me, without a sound. I couldn't quite look him in the eye, but I stared at him anyway and all that fear I was faking was gone. His fingers lingered on the thread of my necklace and after holding the ring between his thumb and index finger for a hot second, he slowly lowered the blindfold over my eyes. They could have left my sight, but Tokyo had not yet returned with Anne, and it was important that the illusion remain intact for a little while longer, until the real moment of the reveal. Only then would they raise the curtain on the fact that I was one of them, and not a hostage. The latter were also shaking with fear and beyond this noise pollution, I heard footsteps coming towards us and I immediately thought of Tokyo. I didn’t need to see to have the confirmation that she had brought Anne. I heard the latter grunt when Tokyo pushed her after blindfolding the teenager. Berlin’s voice then rose as he took a few steps.

“Hello, everyone. I’m the one in charge here. I apologize for the invconvenience, but you are our hostages.” They whimpered, holding hands, shaking, but I stood still and listened to Berlin as he walked in front the hostages. “We each go through all sorts of moments in life, both good and bad. During the bad moments, it feels like the sky is falling down, but after some time, you’ll realize it was nothing. Each of you will have that experience, as long as you follow our orders. Many years from now, this will be an exciting adventure story that you can wow your grandchildren with. But in case any of you are thinking of causing trouble, let me tell you just one thing. I truly love when that happens.”

“Empty your pockets.” Moscow then ordered. The two hostaged that were holding my hands let go and I let out a sigh while they gave their access cards and cell phones, which were being put away in a box when suddenly, one of them rang, or so I thought but I quickly realized it wasn't a cell phone ringtone. I lifted the bottom of the blindfold and saw a landline phone on the reception counter. It was this phone that was ringing so loudly. I could also see that my fellw robbers had taken off their masks and Berlin was looking at all of them when the director of the Mint raised a shuddering hand.

“What is it?”

“That could be from headquarters.” He told him, trembling. “If we don’t pick up, th-th-they’ll know something’s going on.” The woman standing next to him gave him a shy blow with her hand. Berlin must have seen it but chose to act as if it was not the case.

“You know, I like your face. I feel like I’ll grow to like you. Answer the phone.” His voice suddenly grew harsher, and he grabbed the woman’s hand. She whimpered as he led her to the phone and was panting. He got her to calm down and take a deep breath and put her hand on the phone.

“This… This is the Minting Bureau.” Berlin and Denver exchanged a look. “We’re experiencing network difficulties." The woman's voice rose, taking on an aggravated tone. She told them off before hanging up abruptly. Berlin sketched a smirk as he properly replaced the phone on its base and took her hand.

“So, was it important?”

“It’s, um… it was nothing.” He looked at her and nodded with a large, drawn smile. His hand on her shoulder, he led her back to her place among the hostages.

“It wasn’t important. We won’t have any problems now, will we?” The woman and the Mint’s director nodded nervously. Berlin clapped the latter on the shoulder, and he whimpered, sticking to his secretary in fear. He then walked away from them and gave me a look as he passed in front of me. The blindfold he had put over my eyes was now up on my forehead, but obviously, since I wasn’t an actual hostage, he didn’t really care and waved at me to follow him. I smiled, knowing that I was going to leave this high school uniform. When they would remove their blindfold, Anne Kim would probably start to panic when she saw that I had disappeared, and she wouldn't recognize me behind my mask. She had no idea I had been wearing a wig for several months and that I was this red-haired robber. We would leave her the surprise and the pleasure that her good friend never actually existed. As we moved away from the hostages, Denver, Moscow, and Rio left the lobby and headed for the Mint vault. I watched them as I took off my blonde wig and let go of it into the bag from which I had retrieved the red suit, boots and Hahoe mask I was going to wear and walked to the nearest restroom. I had taken an earpiece as well.

It would probably take a few minutes for the three others to take care of getting the vault open. I quickened my pace as I walked down the hallway and pushed open the bathroom door and dropped the stuff on the floor before taking off my skirt and blazer. Once the suit was on, I pulled up the zipper to the waist, put on the combat boots and tied my hair in a low bun before washing my face. Without this light makeup, I looked more mature already. In front of the bathroom mirror, my eyes fell on the ring hanging from my neck, the one that had caught Berlin's eye as I stood among the hostages. I stared at the reflection holding it between my fingers and after a few seconds, I sighed, put my arms through the sleeves of the suit and put the mask on my face. I then shoved the uniform into the trash can and grabbed the bag to tie it before heading back into the hall. Berlin watched the room from the central stairs and glanced at me as I returned. I grabbed a gun and slung the handle over my shoulder, finally taking on my role as one of the robbers. The hostages were shaking like leaves as the rest of my peers walked across the room carrying bags filled with banknotes retrieved from the vault opened by Denver, Moscow and Rio while I was gone off to the restroom to change. Berlin pressed his earpiece, and I heard him in mine speaking to the professor.

“Professor, we’re going out now.” Behind my mask I watched him slowly descend the stairs. Moscow and I walked beside him. An alarm went off and the thud of the main door opening echoed all the way to us. Seeing the director lifting his blindfold and sneaking a peek around him, we came to a halt and upon realizing that we had seen him, he jumped and looked down. This man was such a coward but what happened was a perfect example as to why I had to keep my mask on for now. To keep the element of surprise. Berlin smiled and looked at Moscow and I and while he slowly walked up to him, I looked at Anne Kim. She was just a couple feet away. I didn’t feel bad for lying to her all those months, but I was well aware that somewhere deep inside me, she had become my friend and I hadn't had one in a long time. I did an immediate head turn when I heard him rip the blindfold off the director's head. The latter was shuddering. He leaned forward and whimpered, squinting his eyes really hard.

“I didn’t see anything. I swear.”

“You can look. Mmh? It’s okay, mm? I said open your eyes.” Berlin grabbed the man’s head and held him in place. “Do you wanna know what we’re up to? Is that it, huh?”

“No. I swear!” He whined, keeping his eyes shut in fear. I was watching him with a jaded expression on my face. I found him to be of a really irritating and annoying character. One time, he acts as if he thinks he's master of the world and there he is, shaking and yelping like a wounded dog. “I know absolutely nothing, and I don’t wanna know anything—”

“No, no. I like you, my friend, so let me tell you exactly what we’re doing right now.” He patted him on the shoulder and took a step back, pulling out his handgun and aimed at his head. “We’re going to have a gunfight with the police, and people are going to die, like in movies.” The director opened his eyes and looked at the weapon, scared for his life. “BANG!”

He fell to his knees, yelping and whimpering and the other hostages clamored at the loud noise made by Berlin, while he chuckled. I would have laughed with him if I didn't have to make sure that Anne Kim wouldn't hear and recognize my voice, but the situation was, from my point of view, very funny. This moment of Berlin having fun terrorizing the hostages was really setting the tone for the whole heist, and I couldn't wait to see what was next. Everything had been carefully planned, down to the smallest detail. The Professor was prepared to any eventuality. He had emphasized from the beginning that it was important no one gets hurt or dies. Killing or hurting people wasn’t the plan. We tackled the subject during one of those study session in the swimming pool of the abandoned hotel complex where we had established our headquarters. As always, we were seated around him, in front of the whiteboard covered with maps, a model of the Mint on a small table next to it. Arms and legs crossed, seated between Rio and Berlin, I was slumped in my chair, fiddling with the ring around my neck as I watched and listened attentively to the Professor.

“When the police arrive, act as if you’ve been caught while trying to flee, and shoot at them, and retreat back into the building to hide…” He moved his hand towards the model of the Mint. “…like a rat caught in a trap.”

“But why exactly do you want us to fire into the air?” Denver wondered.

“I told you. Our plan is to not kill or hurt anyone.”

“But it’s not like anyone plans to die.” Nairobi stated, followed by Rio, backing up her words. My eyes went from one to the other without really turning my head.

“She’s right. Who knows what’s gonna happen? Couldn’t we just kill a few if the situation calls for it?”

“Absolutely not. This is crucial for our plan to work.” I heard Berlin laugh behind me.

“Our plan? Sounds like your morals are getting in the way.”

“What’s with all the comments?” Tokyo spoke, and he didn't seem so amused anymore, staring at her. She looked at everyone and let her gaze fall back to Berlin, raising her eyebrows. “Our job here is to execute the Professor’s plan. If you can’t, then leave.”

And I agreed with her. Which is why, like the brothers and Moscow, I was among the few to not say anything during the lesson. I was not to question the Professor's words and orders. I had promised. Because it didn’t matter the reason, when the Professor told us to jump, we asked how high. From the hall, where only Berlin, Moscow and I had remained with the hostages, we heard police sirens in the distance, a brief silence and then gunshots. The hostages gasped and screamed, as usual. The police were firing back at them and we heard from our earpieces that something had happened in Rio but we couldn’t see what was going on. In the following seconds, they must have pulled back inside the building since the closing of the door was engaged. Now that news of an armed robbery over the Mint would spread, the real heist could begin. Officials from the North and the South would scratch their brains really hard to find the best way to resolve the situation. The Korean Peninsula, the only divided country on earth, was soon to be unified after all. An unprecedented situation was unfolding inside a unique zone called the JEA. Short for Joint Economic Area. Korea’s neighbors weren’t the only ones paying attention… the whole world was watching.

Bags full of red suits and masks were lined up on the floor. The rest of the team was back in the room after the exchange of gunfire with the police a couple of minutes ago. I stood next to the two brothers, near the bags. I was slightly behind, my face still hidden. The surprise would soon be revealed to my dear school friends.

“My dear hostages, please take off your blindfolds.”

“Come on, everyone. You can take ‘em off.” Denver raised his voice, urging them to do so while Berlin walked in front of them. They eventually took them off, hands shaking. My eyes were on Anne Kim who was just taking notice of her surroundings after removing her blindfold. She would quickly notice my disappearance, and most likely comment on it.

“It’s so good to finally speak with you all face-to-face. There’s no need to be afraid. We are all trapped inside the same building together, which means we have to work together, hmm?” He sketched a large smile and nodded at us to bring the bags. Standing beside Moscow in front of the stairs, he watched the others proceed to give red jumpsuits to the hostages. Anne Kim was looking around her, frowning.

“Where is Park Ho-Yeon? What did you do with her?” She demanded answers. Berlin smirked and turned to her, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye. Back to them, I continued to give suits to hostages right in front of her.

“Who?” Berlin asked her, acting as if he didn’t know what she was talking about which he wasn’t supposed to so she must have mistaken his tone for mockery regarding her concern for her friend. He was, in a way, actually mocking and taunting her like he did with the director. Faced with his intimidating gaze which she held, she repeated herself.

“Where is my friend? The one with the blond—”

“What friend?” When she heard my voice, she went silent, probably not knowing what to think anymore. Time stopped for a few seconds. As I swiveled towards her, I slid my mask over my head and discovered the look of profound stupor on her face. She was shocked. Mouth open, she couldn't hide her shock. I took a few steps towards her.

“Ho-Yeon, you’re… with them?”

“My name’s not Ho-Yeon.” Berlin walked up to us, laughing and patted my shoulder, looking at Anne Kim, with a broad, amused grin on his face. This look of betrayal I saw in her eyes followed me as I walked towards the stairs with him.

“We have no intention of hurting any of you, trust me.” He then declared; hands clasped. He spoke with a smile. “Each and every one of you will return home without a single scratch, as long as you fully cooperate with us. I give you my word. Let’s just have some fun.”

Soon, the first day of this unprecedented robbery came to an end and night fell. We had been occupying the Mint for over 11 hours already and the whole world was kept in suspense, looking at us, wondering what was going to happen next. But people weren't the only ones racking their brains to figure out our next move. Even the task force was most likely confused. The one with the true upper hand was not the North or the South. It was the Professor. He developed plans and factored in everything. Like I said, he had planned everything, down to the smallest detail. The Professor came up with solutions for every possible situation and then a backup plan for each of those possibilities. I found it all very impressive and to be apart of it was beyond great and exciting. It had all just started earlier this day and I was already having a blast. All those months invested in preparing for this heist had been worth it. I was sure of that.

“They’ll be there very soon. Proceed as planned.” We were warned by the professor over the phone, that a military raid was coming to get us. We talked about this situation during our classes, which would happen if the North took over in the Task Force and they would never agree to negotiate with us. They would try to suppress us no matter what, and they would try to do so in secret.

“There is a total of five entry points. The main gate, the rooftop, the underground garage, the emergency exit on the side, and last but not least, the loading dock. If you remove the main gate and the rooftop where they’re likely to be seen, they’ll use the other three to enter.” Berlin raised his hand.

“Okay so let’s say we know when they’ll enter, thanks to the information from that woman.” I might have forgotten to mention it but yeah, the woman in question was the negociator, Seon Woojin. When I said the North took over amid the Task Force, I omitted that it would happen if she was sidelined. “How do we stop the Special Operations Unit when they have so many points of entry?”

“Well, that’s a good question.” He had this calm and collected look on his face, like he had it all figured out, which he had. I remember he asked us what we thought was the best strategy when we’re surrounded by enemies. We were only 9 robbers, but we had plenty of people at hand to repel the soldiers, without even having to fight. We outnumbered them, thanks to the hostages disguised as robbers. What they would see, no matter where they tried to get in from, would be masked people in red jumper suits holding guns towards them. With Rio in the office, watching the cameras, we were all with different groups of hostages turned into robbers for the subterfuge and the soldiers would never be able to tell a real robber with a gun from a hostage with a fake one. They would be forced to retreat. And it’s exactly how it happened. We handled the situation exactly how the professor told us to and everything went like clockwork. Everyone was then led back to the main room where there was a heavy silence among the hostages. Berlin, towering above us from the top of the stairs, broke the silence. I stood with my peers, on the other end of the room, right across the stairs.

“Now, my dear comrades, take off your masks.” He smiled as he watched them do as he said but quickly regained his seriousness. “Thanks to your cooperation, the police completely aborted their mission to raid the building.”

“Yes!” Moscow cheered and Denver and I chuckled.

“I want to applaud you all for being courageous and for your exceptional teamwork. We could not have done this without you.” He sketched another broad smile and slowly clapped his hands as he descended the stairs, and we joined in, walking in front of the hostages, mocking them with our smirks. We clapped strongly and eventually, one after the other, the hostages clapped along, and I laughed, meeting Berlin's gaze. We were both all smiles. The hostages didn’t look as happy as we did, obviously but how they felt went flying over my head. You can call me insensitive and self-centered, which I don’t think I was, but that still was the last thing I cared about. I did what I was asked to do, follow the Professor’s orders. I did my part and was satisfied. We had successfully prevented the raid, and the Task Force would be forced to recall their negotiator and forget about the use of force to enter. And with one of the hostages happening to be the daughter of the US Ambassador to Korea, that was no longer a possibility at all.

[To be continued…]  

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Published (03/25/2023) by Andrea

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