#one of these guys is a secret boss hehe

[mickedy]

Npcs that appear in every town. they all have different stupid reasons for being everywhere all of the time. In order their names are Piper, Lelelen, The Shop-Keeper and Morin Gadd. Or maybe theyll look something like this idk the shape language is kind of lacking with these guys i feel.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Big bad Overlord Husk does things to me... Can you please do something for him with a reader who combs his hair and makes sure he is presentable by doing things like adjusting his bowtie? (Romantic, please!) Thanks!

Hehe~! Oooh~! I like this idea a lot and it kinda reminds me of that Overlord Husk + Casino-Bae Angel Dust AU thingie! Why not make us the Casino Bae or I’m gonna call the ‘Casinofly’? I also need to start asking for gender, because I always default to female for most of the guys *sigh*

Overlord! Husker- Dolling Up

How did you manage to land being able to spend so much time with the Gambling Overlord? Not even you know, you’ve just become his personal little casinofly. The pretty face that gets to pamper and doll him up every single day, who may or may not be his current girlfriend

Husk enjoys the feeling of your cute little hands running over his blackish-gray feathery hair, gently combing the smooth semi-hard bristles of a brush over his head. The attention you put into grooming him

Husk knows this routine instinctively. He’ll sit down on his bed and order you to enter his room, waiting for you to brush his hair, style him up, spray him with some cologne, clean him to utter perfection so he’ll glow for his casino. You’re the only one he wants to be his pamperer

Husk can’t help but purr and purr loudly with every kiss and brush you give him. Kissing his ear tips or kissing the smoothly brushed back of his hair. He loves it and he couldn’t imagine anybody else doing this for him. He ends up walking out of the room with you on his arm whilst purring under his breath

“So… is today a Overlord meeting, hey?” You ask smoothly and elegantly in a soft-tone, lips perking out slightly with the nice black lipstick that your not-so-secret boyfriend, Husk, the gambling Overlord of the Pride Ring put on for you. A powerful, influential figure amongst this huge city so you’re pretty surprised he would spare you time and especially allow you to be his little pamperer. The lady that gets to dress him up and make him look presentable for the day

Husk nods slowly and carefully as you brush and style back his hair with a precise scoopful of gentle slick rather expensive hairgel, making sure it stays still, attractive and appealing. Making his quite tall tuft-tipped ears pop out a bit more as you clean off your fresh hair briefly with the nearby makeup wipes laid on the bed besides your makeup bag, before beginning to tie up his business meeting bowtie. It’s a different one than the usual bowtie

“Well yes, love. It’ll be for a hour or two. Now, may I ask you something?” Husk purrs out in his strong, deep and almost hypnotic voice, his hands laid in his lap as his high collared shirt snuggles his hips and his arms well, big feathery red and detailed wings drooped over on the bed comfortably

Sat down on his own grand silky bed in his mighty suite, fitting his appeal and his style very well. You’re the only one allowed into his room, just the pretty casinofly he has his eyes on

“Yes, Sir?” You ask warmly and almost delicately responding to your own boss, the Overlord that has both your soul and your heart in his grasp effortlessly, as your own gentle sparkly eyes focus on readjusting the bowtie around his neck slightly to make sure it’s neat and presentable for this important event

You want Husk to shine out the rest of his fellow Overlords, which is why you’re being precise but you’re always so precise, you always want him to look incredible

Fixing up the collar cuffs of the white dresshirt, you make sure his hands are free and smooth, the fur brushed and clean. All of his fur is brushed and clean, just as you desire. As soon as you’re done, waiting for Husk to speak once again after the few seconds of silence that radiates throughout the magnificent fancy room, the Gambling Overlord finally speaks again. His voice has that certain charm that can always put you in a trance

So effortlessly, you cannot believe just how effortless and impressive this demon is

“I wish for you to accompany me to this meeting. Do not worry about being unable to enter with me, I’ll let you in” Husk saying this so confidently and fearless, he is very certain about what he wants and he doesn’t suspect that you will not say no, but, he is surprised by the way you respond; widened glowing eyes, hands halting at putting on his suit jacket over his shoulders, your lips parting

You look so damn kissable and he can’t wait to kiss your pretty little face as soon as he can. For now, he’ll stay put and listen out for your own response as well as behave for your sake

Controlling your nerves and your beating heart. The idea of being around so many powerful sinners is intimidating and the idea of Husk wanting to bring you up to the Overlord meeting. It makes your cheeks burn up, you never thought he’d ever want to show people that he’s dating you, outside of the casino and outside of his domain. He must really like you! It almost feels unbelievable…

You quickly shake your head and begin to continue putting on his suit jacket, his three-piece suit for the business. Almost completely ready, Husk is waiting patiently and sitting silent like a curiously watching cat. As soon as your done, attaching a golden suit tassel chain

The Overlord towers over you as you step back and he smoothly picks up your hands, beginning to slide your bicep-length silky sparkly gloves. Finishing up the touches of that pretty classy yet semi-sexy ‘casino bae’-style of yours

Your eyes sparkled a bit more at Husk dressing you back, slowly and strongly turning you around. He offers his arm out and waits for your next action, sharp golden yellow eyes gleaming in your direction, almost sizing you up

He is waiting for you to accept his enticing welcoming invitation, he wants you to join him for this meeting and he’d be disappointed if you said no

Your heart dropped a bit at hearing the usual yet soothing vibration, humming through the air, of cat purring. Of Husk purring

“Shall we head out now, sweetheart?”

[pnghoon]

chatterbox !!

(🗣) ── 𝓛EE HEESEUNG [희승] ⁞ ㅤㅤ𝓰. fluff, crack, humor, high school au, drabbleㅤㅤ୨୧ㅤㅤ warning : est. relationship, not proofread, kissingㅤ⟡ㅤ!nonidol loser bf !hee 𝔁 fem gf !reader ㅤㅤᯓ ꒰ wc : 473꒱ ㅤㅤsynopsis .ᐟ in which your nerdy bf can't seem to shut up !! ── 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ᡣ𐭩

juno's note ─ hey guys !! saur sorry for barely getting anything out this week :(( been so busy trying to balance my life, it's kinda hard to add writing into the equation sobs i'll prob be updating slower now since i have to prepare for school and stuff ..this drabble is like a little gift from me while i'm a little inactive hehe--if you enjoyed reading this, please be sure to like & reblog !! ♡

you were sure that if talking were a sport, heeseung would be an olympic gold medalist. his mouth had been running nonstop for the past hour as you both sat in the otherwise quiet library.

at this rate you were starting to lose track of whatever intricate video game strategy he was explaining--something about leveling up, defeating bosses, and… cowboys?

you leaned in closer, resting your chin on your hand as you watched him. he was truly an adorable sight, with his messy hair and round glasses that slid down his nose bridge every five minutes.

but sometimes, heeseung’s enthusiasm meant he could go on and on, losing track of time in the process.

“…and then, if you take the left route, you can ambush the other team from behind–” heeseung continued, doe eyes wide with excitement. his voice was a steady stream of strategies and character stats, completely oblivious to your half-hearted attempts to try and interject.

“heeseung,” you mumbled out softly, but he didn’t seem to hear you, too engrossed in his own world.

“and then, if you use the secret code--”

“heeseung!” you repeated, a bit louder this time, but he still didn’t seem to budge with his sea of endless words.

with a sigh, you closed your textbook and leaned over. desperate times called for desperate measures. grabbing the collar of his shirt, you tugged him closer and pressed your lips to his in one swift motion.

heeseung froze, his monologue cut off abruptly. the surprised squeak he let out was both adorable and hilarious, his eyes wide behind his round glasses.

the kiss was soft, sweet, and just long enough to send his heart racing. when you pulled back, he was staring at you, his face a shade of pink you’ve only ever seen in cartoons.

“w-what was that for?” he stammered, eyes wide and lips still parted in shock.

“you talk too much,” you answered, a playful smile tugging at your lips. “i had to find a way to shut you up.”

heeseung's mouth opened and closed a couple times like a fish out of water, clearly flustered.

“i-i wasn't talking that much,” he muttered out, though the way the tips of his ears were burning said otherwise.

“mhm, sure,” you teased, poking his cheek. “you're cute when you're all nerdy and passionate, but sometimes you need a little break.”

he pouted softly, trying to hide the smile that was forming on his lips. “so, does this mean you'll kiss me every time i talk too much?”

you pretended to think about it for a moment before nodding. “yep, every time.”

heeseung's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in closer, a cute grin plastered on his lips as his hand reached out to cup your cheeks.

“then i guess i'll have to talk a lot more.”

𝓢igning off... @pnghoon

── 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 [OPEN 🗯] @onlyhees @amouriu @greentulip @enhluv1 @samiikeu @hoonwhile @dearrwoni @won4kiss @jakesangel

[oatmealwrites]

Catch Kira, Not Feelings! Ch.2

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L x Fem!Reader

Part 1 | Part 3

Ch.2 is finally done hehehe

this fr a slow burn so the plot takes the longest for me to write. SFW (for now, some NSFW in later chapters hehe)

Word Count: 5.7k

Masterlist

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You knew fieldwork wasn’t always chasing bad guys and psychoanalyzing strangers to look for clues, but this was excruciatingly boring. Even more so than you initially thought.

With Light as an undergraduate and you as a master’s student, you shared the criminology building but not the same floors or classes. While he attended large intro-level lecture halls about the basics of criminology, you sat in specialized classrooms with only 15 other students max.

You gently tapped the desk at a steady rhythm and leaned your head into your right hand, watching your prof speak idly while marking up the chalkboard. You should be paying attention and taking notes, but you couldn’t help but watch the red cellphone Ryuzaki had given you sit motionless on the corner of your desk.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Peeling your eyes off the device you notice the rest of the class; staring out the window, doodling in their notebooks, and even a few drifting to sleep. You suck the inside of your cheek between your molars and gnaw gently; the professor continues with his back to the class.

Maybe I should text him? Say ‘there’s no use in a stakeout where I can’t even see the suspect’. But if he feels there’s no point in having me monitor Light, he’ll just have to come to campus and spend time following him instead. And then there would be no point in having this phone-

The realization sends an uneasy pang through your chest, you didn’t want to give up this connection only you had with Ryuzaki. While you were certain that other members of the task force had his phone number or other form of contact, him pulling you aside and personally asking you this favor felt different. Like a shared secret.

Your eyes drift back to the professor before returning to the phone. Taking your head out of your hand and sitting back in the chair casually, you gently lifted the device and lowered it beneath the wooden desk. Inconspicuously, you wake the phone from its sleep mode and open Ryuzaki’s contact.

Ryuzaki:

Please be careful tomorrow. Let me know if anything goes wrong.

        You:

         Will do! I’ll let you know how it goes

                Read ✓

You purse your lips and sigh gently, the ball in your court for continuing this conversation. Scratching the frame of the device absentmindedly while thinking how to respond, your stomach lightly growls in hunger.

Having slept past your regular alarm and only waking up for the ‘get up now or your gonna miss class’ ringtone, there wasn’t any time for breakfast. Waiting a moment, an idea passes through you. Placing Ryuzaki’s phone back on the desk, you reach over into your backpack and dig through it with one hand.

Feeling the cool screen of your actual cell phone, you hastily pull it into your lap and quickly scroll through your contacts. Finally reaching Light’s contact photo creates a stronger hesitation than you expected; L’s suspicion of him weighing heavily on your shoulders.

The same guy who you knew for several years, who went from being your boss’ son to something in between an acquaintance and friend creating a weird dynamic. Being accused of Kira on top of that left an emotion so sour and depressing that you almost felt guilty for watching him without his knowledge.

With a defeated exhale you open his contact and ensure the professor is still occupied with the board before typing out a message, deleting it, and then rewriting until it matches a casual vibe.

You:

Hey Light! I’m not sure if you’re on campus today, but want to grab lunch after class if you are?

I get out at 12

You did know he was on campus today, obviously, but you had to make it seem casual. Like two friends just hanging out. Definitely not one observing the another for a criminal case.

Satisfied with the message you turn to your notebook, now somewhat content with the minimal progress on the case and ready to try to pay attention to the lecture again. The moment you lift your pen a slight vibration hums across your desk.

You blink for a moment, unsure of which phone is making the noise and hastily grab both and slide them onto your thigh before anyone turns to see where the noise is coming from. After a second vibration, you realize it’s Ryuzaki’s phone humming with a notification.

Flipping it over in your lap, you open up the two new messages from L.

Ryuzaki:

How are things going at the school?

Should Watari still collect you later?

Flicking your eyes to the other students and then back at the phone, you hastily type out a response.

        You:

        Light and I don’t have any corresponding classes unfortunately. But I think we'll get lunch together.

After hitting send you can’t help but feel a small swell of pride in taking the initiative in extending an invitation to Light and proactively trying to get some more exposure. The phone vibrates again.

Ryuzaki:

I would advise against that. Unless you regularly get lunch with him, he will immediately be put on guard of your invitation, especially if Mr. Yagami has already informed him of your recent membership in the task force.

Shit.

Your shoulders slump forward slightly in disappointment for not thinking it all the way through. Of course if you suddenly get lunch with Light and then he realizes you're on the task force and he’s a suspect, he’ll never trust you on campus again.

Maybe I can cancel? Say I actually have to meet with my advisor regarding my thesis and I completely forgot about it.

Before you can even answer L, your actual phone vibrates against the denim of your jeans and your heart sinks. You don’t even have to turn it over to know it’s Light, the uneasy feeling like you made a mistake sitting uncomfortably in your gut.

Light:

Sounds good Y/N! Let’s meet at the cafe near the south exit of the school? I can send you the directions.

“Fuck” you mumble.

“I’m sorry did someone have a question?”

Your professor adjusts his glasses, the lenses nearly as thick as a roll of quarters, and gazes across the students. You squeak silently and slump into your seat, trying to look as concentrated as humanly possible at your empty notebook as if you were pondering any of the things he was droning on about for the past 45 minutes.

He blinks and then mumbles to himself before raising the chalk in his fingers to the board once again, “Anyways… As I was saying about Article 3a on the legislation from the 1980 law in regard to -”

*************

The autumn air is cool and refreshing compared to the suffocatingly dense atmosphere of the 5th floor of the criminology building. Leaves scatter the ground and you weave in between students passing, gently nodding to the beat of the music playing in your headphones.

Stopping just before the south exit gate, you step off the pathway and lean against the supporting back of a campus bench. Sliding the red cellphone out of your back pocket, your gaze hovers over where Ryuzaki had warned against meeting with Light. You never answered back in class, too conflicted as to whether to admit to L you made a mistake or tell Light nevermind and raise his suspicion of you regardless.

The wind gently pushes your hair, and you subconsciously cross your arms over your chest to retain some warmth, digging your nails into the fabric of the jacket. With the hand still holding the cellphone, you begin drafting a message to Ryuzaki.

You hunch forward a small amount, still leaning on the back of the bench and delete and then rewrite the message again.

“.. I’ll just meet you later this weekend.”

The conversation itself isn’t what makes you look up, but instead it’s the sound of the voice speaking. Leaning on the bench and facing away from the path blinds your field of vision, but you’re nearly certain it’s Light. Looking down at the unfinished message for a moment, you then shift your weight to the side and turn your torso to face the brick walkway.

It only takes a few seconds for your eyes to catch onto Light, his back turned to you and completely engrossed in a conversation with a woman. You raise an eyebrow and look back at your phone, resigning to send a simple ‘whoops…’ to Ryuzaki, and slipping it back into your pocket.

The two don’t notice when you push off the bench and casually slide your headphones off your ears and around your neck.

“When are you going to take me on that dinner date? You’ve rescheduled twice now, you know.”

You pause slightly. Since when has Light had a girlfriend? You keep walking forward towards the gate exit and make no move to be hidden. Light knows you go here, and if his dad told him about your task force membership, he’s going to be suspicious of anything you do. Assuming that he’s actually Kira.

The best thing is to act like you would always do; snooping around and eavesdropping would be too out of character. You have to go back to just being his friend, and if he asks, you’ll be his friend who is on his side and defense. It’s the only way to actually progress the case.

You continue towards them, ignoring now the steady wave of vibrations in your pocket; each one from the cell phone L gave you.

“I’m just saying it would be nice if you-” The woman catches eyes with you and stops mid sentence, not wanting to continue the conversation with a third party joining.

Light notices and instantly pivots, now noticing a casual smile painted on your lips and slight wave.

“Oh, Y/N! It’s nice that we bumped into each other here.”

“Hey Light! I know, right? I thought my professor was going to hold us hostage in that lecture based on the rate we were going.”

You laugh lightly and turn your attention to the woman next to him, subtly indicating you wanted an introduction.

Light follows the que as smooth as ever, “I definitely can relate to that,” he opens up space for the woman, “This is Takada by the way. We’re classmates.”

You smile at her and extend a hand, immediately analyzing her attire. She had a clean look with short black hair swept neatly to the right with bangs hovering just above a set of storm gray eyes. A tan jacket covers her shoulders and red turtleneck sweater while a sophisticated set of heels boost her height and sit just under the hem of her black slacks. Her posture is perfect and you take note of the softness of her hand in yours during the shake.

“Nice to meet you Takada. I’m Y/N”

“Y/N has been working for my father for a few years, so we’re pretty close.”

You watch Light casually drift further back from her and stand next to you. Ah, I see.

“Light, should we head out now? I only have 90 minutes before my next class starts.”

“Ah that’s right. Yes let’s go,” His voice changes slightly to a higher pitch, “Takada I’ll see you tomorrow?”

The woman glances at Light but focuses on you the entire time, her eyes calculating your relationship to him for a few moments before giving a curt ‘goodbye’ and walking back towards the main campus.

You and Light watch her walk off for a second before walking side by side out of the brick columns of the school’s gate. Act natural Y/N, it’s just Light. Not Kira..  just Light.

“So… Takada?” You give him a slight glance and he huffs while shaking his head and leading you down the main road.

“She’s very insistent on using my time with her. But she’s just a classmate.”

Natural Y/N.

You laugh slightly and wiggle an eyebrow, “Yea classmate hmm?”

Light laughs and gently elbows you in the side, “Oh come on, you know how busy I am.”

The smile doesn’t leave your lips as you both continue walking along the sidewalk, you on the inside and Light closer to the road. The feeling is nice, and for a moment you forget about the case entirely; just enjoying your company and the nice fall weather.

That moment ends abruptly, with now a constant vibration in your pocket indicating an incoming call and not just a text.

Shit. I completely forgot to text Ryuzaki back.

Light looks at you expectedly, “You going to answer that?”

You swallow nervously and look off to the side, “O-Oh, yea..”

Sucking in your bottom lip, you reach for the phone and turn the ID to the side so Light can’t see who’s calling. You give your companion a slight look of acknowledgement before lifting your phone to your ear.

“Hey what’s up! Are you on that date you talked about? Or did he never show?”

The voice is barely recognizable and you can’t even tell it's Ryuzaki until he’s halfway through his message. The emotion and cadence are something like you’ve never heard him speak before; though you’ve only known him a short time.

His message is really in regard to Light, and it’s not hard to tell, but to anyone else it would seem more like a nosey friend.

You grip your phone and catch a glance at Light, who’s gaze remains steadfast on you. Turning your body away you fake a nervous stutter and wave your hands as if the recipient could see them through the phone, “D-Date?! It’s just lunch… nothing that serious.”

Light catches your response and chuckles quietly to himself before you swat at him like you would a friend listening in on your conversation.

With the phone to your ear you can hear Ryuzaki shuffle a bit before continuing, almost as if he was relaying your response to someone else, “Ah I see. That’s good then, I didn’t think a date with that guy was a good idea anyways. Totally not your type.”

You try to ignore the chastise he gives for your lunch plans, and sigh into the receiver. You keep a distance from Light, though this one is more natural given the assumed topic of conversation on the phone.

“This is just a quick bite to eat, can I text you when I’m out of class?”

Light doesn’t mind the conversation, though you can tell his ear is listening to every word you're saying, but his posture is strange. The way his head tilts whenever you’re listening to Ryuzaki’s answers gives the impression he’s trying to discern who’s on the other line rather than decipher what you’re actually saying.

“Okkkk sounds good. Let’s get coffee when you’re out, so meet me at the north exit,” There’s a slight pause and his voice almost falters back to his natural tone, “ You can pick the cafe though, I trust your decision.”

The tone is upbeat and it’s enough to lift some weight of stress off your shoulders; you make a mental note that Watari will be picking you up from the North gate later. You can't help but lean into the phone and smile at his voice, “Yea of course… See you then.”

You stare at the phone an extra second before Light gives you a slight elbow in the side.

“And who was that?” He raises an eyebrow just like how you did before, “A classmate?”

You push him lightly to the side and he lets out a hearty laugh.

“You’re such an ass. And for your information, yes, it was a classmate.”

Light scoffs and rolls his eyes, now crossing the street and pointing to the restaurant sign just a bit a further. He tugs on his bag and looks down at you, “Alright, it must be an important classmate to get you blushing like that though.”

Your jaw goes slack and you raise your hands to your cheeks, unable to tell if it’s to feel the warmth or hide the color of them from Light. Or both. He laughs at your reaction and stops in front of a small cafe, opening the glass door for you to enter before him.

“Geez, I can’t tell if you’re a gentleman or just a dick.”

He doesn’t say anything, but his laugh and simple navigation to an open table is more than enough to solidify the second option.

This whole moment felt so weird and so… nice?. Making jokes with Light after class and getting food, Ryuzaki calling you to make sure you’re ok, thinking about the material for your next class; it felt so normal it almost hurt.

Light glances at you from over his menu and his grin falters when he notices you on the verge of spacing out.

“Is everything ok? Sorry if I overstepped a boundary there.”

You snap back up at him and shake your head gently, now scanning the lunch menu in your hands, “I’m fine, just busy. Got a lot to think about.”

Light nods slightly and gives a brief scan of your surroundings before peering down at his menu casually. His voice is just above a whisper, “I can imagine. My father told me you’re joining the task force.”

He knows. Ok that’s fine, you knew this might happen.

You let your eyes widen in a surprise and glance around the tables to make sure no one can overhear you before turning back to Light, “He told you?”

His eyes haven’t left yours, “Yea, he didn’t give a ton of details,” his face softens but his voice doesn’t change at all, “but I’m glad to have you on the team.”

You sink into your seat and pick at the laminated edges of the menu, your eyes now staring down at the ‘drink options’ section.

“To be honest, it’s one of the reasons I wanted to meet with you.”

Light’s eyes widen slightly; he knew that was the reason but it’s your quick honesty that seemed to be what threw him off. He exhales and places the menu on the table flat, his chin now resting in his left palm.

“I figured as much,” he has a slight smile, “Don’t get me wrong, but it has been like 3 weeks since we last hung out.”

Ok now I need him to think I’m confiding in him and being vulnerable, then maybe… even if it’s just a little… he’ll be able to trust me more.

You raise the menu higher as if you're embarrassed and look onto the floor at your shoes, slowly fidgeting your left foot side to side.

“Well, it’s just..” You suck in a deep breath, “you’re the only one I can talk to about this.”

Light’s face is indiscernible; he's focused and patient for you to continue.

“Aren’t you,” You latch eyes with him, “scared?”

Your confession seems to have genuinely thrown him off and it takes several moments for him to process it fully and respond.

“Scared?”

You nod slightly, “Yea, I mean we’re the youngest members and Aizawa told me someone on the team already died…aren't you nervous Kira might kill us too?”

Light doesn’t move, but his eyes shine with thought and registration, as if he’s searching his brain for a pre-recorded response.

You push again, “I’m sorry, I just don't know who else to talk to about this,” your gaze falls before shooting back up with a panic and your voice raises in awkwardness, “Please don't tell anyone though! I just joined and I don't want them to think I'm getting cold feet.”

Light seems to have caught up in the conversation and snaps out of his thought process, gently resting his hand on yours in support. The feeling of his touch is cold and forced, his fingers press into your wrist like he isn’t aware of the pressure he’s using; it’s nothing like the way L had taken your hand to give you the phone last night.

“I understand it can be scary but,” his eyes are nearly glowing as he speaks, “Kira only kills criminals and those who are brazen in their search for him, which was unfortunate for Ukita. However you and I are different, if we stay stealthy and gather evidence quietly, we’ll be fine. Ok… Y/N?”

It’s almost like the pressure around you both has changed; it’s tense and thick and extremely uncomfortable. The feeling of it nearly makes you crack the character you’re playing and you realize you need to end the conversation.

“Thanks, Light… that really makes me feel better. Sorry for bringing up work things while on our break,” you’re the first to break eye contact and look back down at the menu.

As if a switch is flipped he breaks his gaze on you and smiles before looking around for a waitress to place an order. It feels as if the stranger you were just talking to has switched back to the friend you recognized.

“What was the second reason though?”

You blink and look back at him.

“You said that was only one of the reasons you wanted to meet with me,” he leans in on the table, “what was the second?”

Despite the close proximity you don’t lean back at all and hold eye contact before smiling and shoving him lightly, “I just missed hanging out with you,” you sigh lightly, “even if you are an ass half the time.”

He laughs and you can’t help the grin on your lips, ignoring the way the waitress he flagged over raises an eyebrow at you both and the way your chest still felt heavy.

*************

The sun setting so early creates a wave of depression that envelops you as you watch the glow dip lower and lower despite it only being 4pm. Campus lights have already flickered on, and students huddle in groups, gripping their jackets, heading for the metro station down the road.

You zip your jacket and adjust the straps of your backpack to even the weight distribution on each shoulder, waiting for Watari to arrive. Students pass by the brick columns of the North Exit and you lean against the gate wall for support, watching the cars pass by. Light should still be in class, only scheduled to regroup with the task force an hour after you.

You take deep breaths of the cool evening air and move to take your actual cell phone from your pocket before a recognizable black sedan pulls up in front of you. No one leaves the driver’s seat and you hesitate to approach the car before the window cracks the smallest amount and Watari’s voice pours out, “Y/N, I’m here to escort you to headquarters now.”

You smile and push off the column, slinging a strap off one shoulder and opening the passenger door. You slide into the leather seat and use the momentum to unhook the other strap of the backpack and land it between your feet.

*************

You pass Mogi smoking a cigarette outside and chatting with Aizawa when you enter the hotel lobby; exchanging brief ‘hellos’ with both of them. Following Watari up the elevator and back onto the suite floor, you buzz with slight excitement to get back on the case, to tell L about Light’s behavior. The older man smiles gently at you and leads the way down the hall before opening the familiar room door swiftly.

Without missing a beat you slide your backpack on the floor next to the couch and shimmy out of your jacket and toss it onto the bag. Matsuda is halfway through a vending machine bag of chips and Mr. Yagami sips on a take out coffee cup.

“Hey Y/N, how was class?”

You’re fluffing your hair slightly and smile down at Matsuda, a hand still combing across your scalp, “Oh, boring as ever. I was actually excited to come back.”

Matsuda gives you a grin and holds up his chips, “It’s easy to say that when you’re not here all day. We’re still on a break though, so fuel up while you have the chance”

“I’d actually like to have a quick word before we resume,” Ryuzaki’s voice drifts from across the room, right in front of the bedroom.

I didn’t even know he was there.

Mr. Yagami stands, “I’ll run to the coffee shop outside and grab you a few things,” his hand pats your shoulder while he shuffles on his suit jacket, “Matsuda, let the two downstairs know we’ll resume in 10.”

Matsuda begins to do a slight whine but cuts it short when Mr. Yagami shoots him a sideways glance. The two men excuse themselves and leave the room, leaving you, L, and Watari standing in the living room.

Ryuzaki waits a few moments after the final ‘click’ of the hotel door and turns back to the bedroom, “Come on, we have to be quick.”

You blink at Watari who just looks at you expectedly, and you peel your feet from their spot to walk towards the bedroom door, “But everyone just left..” You slide through the opening, “why do we have to do this in here..?”

By the time you’re in the room, L swiftly shuts the door and locks it before immediately turning to you, so close you can smell the scent of laundry detergent on his shirt. There’s no room to back up and your back flushes against the wall, your hands instinctively raising up in defense.

“How did it go?”

You blink a few times, still pushing against the wall before Ryuzaki walks backwards and leans against the frame of the bed. He doesn’t blink, waiting for you to answer. The distance lets you breathe fully for a few moments, “It was good…?”

He tilts his head, waiting for you to elaborate further, dark hair tickling the apples of his cheeks at the movement.

“In an investigative way and normal way,” Your hands fall to your sides, “He, at the very least, knows more than he’s letting on. His attitude was strange whenever we discussed anything related to the case, almost like he rehearsed all his answers.”

L takes the nail of his thumb between his teeth and looks off in no particular direction, thinking as you speak, “Yes he’s very smart and well prepared for any circumstance it seems. That behavior is rather unnatural for people his age I’d say.”

You run a hand through your hair, “It’s more than that though, I mean I’ve known him for a while,” its almost feels like a guilty confession to admit your friendship with someone now suspected of being Kira, “And the whole atmosphere shifted several times when he spoke. It felt like I was talking to a stranger.”

L nods to a steady beat as you talk, agreeing with your description but now searching for another detail, “You did well at acting natural on the phone when I called.”

“Oh, yea thanks. I wasn’t expecting you to call and change your voice.”

“But you stayed in character, it seems even Light thought you were on the phone with a classmate,” He drops his hand to his side and looks at you steadily, “Does he always ridicule you when you speak on the phone with men?”

You blink once. Then twice. And then rapidly. Words are caught on your tongue and are unable to form a coherent sentence in any language.

L snaps his fingers, “Yes that character there, I assume it’s the one you put on for Light? Do you do that on command?”

Huh? HUH?

The heat of your face could probably fry an egg if you cracked one on your cheeks, “W-what are you talking about?”

Ryuzaki tilts his head to the side and looks earnestly stumped for a split second, the bed post digging further into his hip as he leans.

“I could hear Light mention you looking flustered,” he says while noticing your stumped face, “You never ended the call, it just dropped once you presumably sat on the phone after you entered the cafe.”

The analog clock ticks absently in the background as you stand frozen staring at Ryuzaki and him mirroring the confusion back at you. With any dignity left you shake your head and wave your hands, “it’s not… I didn’t mean to..”

FUCK.

“It has nothing to do with you!”

The tone is loud and you wince as soon as it leaves your lips, the clock still ticking away distantly. L hangs on to your every word and brings a hand up to scratch a section of his bangs out of his face in slight confusion.

“I already assumed it had nothing to do with me. Were we not discussing how you can act flustered in front of Light? Why would you mention m-?”

Your eyes widen and your heartbeat is only one more bpm away from cracking a rib. He stops talking as he realizes the implication of his words, taking a moment to look at you in a slight surprise.

His hand falls back to his side and he lifts his leaned position from the bedframe to hastily walk away, a faint red dusting his cheeks and tips of his ears. Ryuzaki lets out a slight awkward cough, “Anyways, we should uh.. Talk about concrete evidence now..”

You wish the world would swallow you whole, or better yet, if Light really was Kira, that he would’ve just killed you at lunch instead. Remaining frozen in your spot, your eyes follow L walking towards the desk and fiddling with the lid of a cardboard evidence box absentmindedly.

“He’s seeing someone, I think.”

Ryuzaki stops and breathes in to collect himself before turning over his shoulder, “A girlfriend? I don’t believe he’s mentioned this to me..”

“Someone in his class named Takada. I’m not sure it’s solidified, but she seems especially drawn to him. They both stopped talking when I entered the conversation.”

You shrug lightly, there’s a lack of physical evidence to accuse Light of anything, and simply saying ‘his vibe was off’ isn’t proof. L remains looking at you over his shoulder and nods once, “Most men would mention a significant other of sorts, usually not in explicit detail, but at least once or as a reason to avoid doing something.”

“He’s not the kind to be inherently vulnerable about anything, which is weird considering he really enjoys talking about himself,” you mumble the last part but he catches it anyways.

Ryuzaki follows along and takes the corner of his bottom lip between his canines for a moment, “Regardless, if he’s making contact with anyone outside of this group who we haven’t cleared yet, I’ll have Watari increase the security presence.”

“You think she might be the Second Kira? Or some kind of Kira sympathizer then?”

Ryuzaki shrugs and avoids eye contact, now opening the lid of the box and skimming through the manilla folders, “It could be, though Light’s chances of being Kira are already low, meaning Takada's chances are even lower.”

You step closer to L, continuing to talk without really filtering the words out, “I mean, even if it isn’t Takada as the Second Kira, it would make sense if either Kira is a student.”

Ryuzaki slows his movements in interest but doesn’t turn around, only offering a small hum to indicate that he’s listening.

“As in, what if the clue in the Second Kira note wasn’t just Aoyama, but ‘showing notebooks’? Between two students that would be easy to use in casual conversation, sharing notes, so for Kira(s) this would be-”

“Showing each other how the other one kills.”

You pause and stumble slightly, Ryuzaki looking at you with wide eyes. You weren’t sure if you would’ve ended the sentence in that way, but the emotion on his face is too intense to correct it.

He looks at you as if you’ve told him someone just keyed his car, or stole his bike from the campus rack; eyes wide in surprise and mouth slightly slacking downwards.

“We should be extra careful then, right? What if Aoyama is some kind of test for each other?”

Ryuzaki doesn’t answer, though his face is becoming more relaxed and it seems his head is no longer reeling from this potential lead in the case. It's like he solving math problems in his head without even needing to write them out first. You swallow and begin to feel out of place, the clock continues to tick and you give it a sideways glance as you both stand there in silence. It’s definitely been 10 minutes by now.

L blinks abruptly and slides the lid back on the box and prepares to grab the slotted handles on either side, but he turns back to you instead.

“Yes, that would be bad.. But we’ll keep this between us for now ok?”

“The notebook..?”

“Everything. Takada, Aoyama, the notebooks, your-” He pauses and glances off, “Just everything. I’ll give Watari some security instructions and when the time is right, we’ll alert the rest of the group.”

You nod and rub the back of your neck before turning for the door, pausing to placed your hand on the knob; your back facing him, “Sorry about snapping earlier, it didn’t mean anything. Light just caught me off guard is all.”

Ryuzaki’s steps behind you, evidence box in tow, and falters slightly before he stands diagonally behind you.

“Oh, I understand, it must’ve been weird to have your.. boss.. suddenly contact you” there’s a slight pause as he waits for you to open the bedroom door, “Hopefully next time I call, it won’t make you as uncomfortable. Sorry about that.”

Your heartstrings tug at the quieter tone of his voice and you spin around, the door now partially opened.

“No, I didn’t mean it like that I…-” a slight shiver of nervousness runs up your spine and you can feel your face getting hot. Your mouth remains slightly open trying to explain how it actually made you feel.

Wait, how DID it make me feel... the fact that he called... since he was worried? Shit, shit, SHIT

Ryuzaki remains examining your expression, his eyes lingering on yours. There's a ghost of a smile on his face as he nudges the door open wider with his foot, “I think I know what you mean.”

He steps out into the living room and greets a snacking Matsuda on the couch while you stand in the bedroom doorway just watching him walk away. You swear you can almost see the tips of his cheeks and ears red again. Gently grazing your fingers over your cheeks and remaining motionless when your fingertips hum with warmth.

..shit…

[svtoose]

Palace Rendezvous ft. Joshua Hong

pairing: joshua x fm!reader

word count: 1.2k

F : pretty fluffy

warnings: palace au, reader is a worker, kissing

summary: you and josh are two staff members at the palace. how will you keep your relationship a secret?

a/n : i made a banner hehe. ps. I'm sorry if u read this before I proofread bc gosh what was wrong w me!!

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"We're going to get caught, Shua." You whisper into his ear. He continues to kiss your neck, moving his lips freely among your skin.

"Please, baby. I can't risk it." You plead. He finally releases you from his arms and frowns at you. You and Joshua both work at the king and queen's palace, but are forced to date in secret cause of a 'no dating' policy for the palace staff.

"I have a dress to sew, and you have a prince to tend to. Don't let the prince find out his right hand man is violating a rule." You whisper against his lips in a teasing fashion. He shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. Before he lifts his lashes, you sneakily slip out of his grip and start speed-walking down the dimly lit hallway.

"This isn't over, Y/N," you hear him threaten as you giggle, continuing on your path to your quarters, where there is a garment waiting for you to complete.

With quick steps, trudge to the basement, fearing your boss's dismay at your tardiness.

"That's two in a row, Miss Y/N," your boss says after you enter the premises. Her eyebrows are raised, and a subtle smirk sits on her lips. It's almost as if she knew what you were doing just a few minutes ago.

"I apologize. I'll be extra early tomorrow." You speak guiltily, avoiding eye contact.

As you scurry toward your workplace, her next words make you stop at your place. "It's a boy, I presume. He must be the reason you're always late."

'Oh, no. This could be the end' you think to yourself. Is it that obvious? Well, you can't really admit it to your boss. Both you and Josh could get fired and sent home. Worse yet, you guys could be injured in front of all the staff to "set an example."

"No Miss. I just lost track of time while getting ready," you reply to your boss, hoping she believes your lies.

"Sure, you did. Just get to work."

You nod your head and quickly walk to your station, continuing to pin the hem of a dress you're working on. The gown is sheer pink, with an intricately embroidered bodice and a tulle skirt. It's absolutely perfect for the 16-year-old princess. It's definitely one of your more extravagant pieces.

Your hands steadily prick needles into the ragged hem of the dress as your boss walks around, critiquing and admiring your and the rest of the girls' work.

She finishes her rounds and takes a seat beside your isolated workspace as you mentally prepare yourself to be berated some more. Your boss was a kind woman in her fifties, but she did not appreciate any misconduct. Nobody ever wanted to be on her bad side.

"Exquisite Miss Y/N. Very elegant. I'm sure the princess will be delighted. Do you plan on adding straps?"

"Thank you. Yes, I do. I could also leave it strapless, but I know the princess prefers the support."

"Perfect then." She's about to leave before she pauses and looks at you.

"Miss Y/N. I know you know there are rules about personal affairs in the palace.

"I'm not having any personal affairs." You cut her off, lying through your teeth. You are usually not this abrupt, but the anxiety of her finding out about your relationship is surely terrifying.

"A chance to finish, Miss?"

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry."

"You're a terrible liar, you know. As I was saying, I know there's a boy. I know you're scared right now that I might get you in trouble. But I'm not looking to ruin your life. As long as it doesn't interfere with the quality of your work, which it obviously hasn't, then there's nothing to report. Even if the queen were to find out, she's a complete sucker for a good love story. She would be more than glad to turn a blind eye. And as for the king, he barely notices the staff. I'd be surprised if he knew my name. All I ask is that you come on time so you don't raise any suspicions among the rest of the staff. Does that sound reasonable?"

Do you hear her right? You and Shua won't have to worry about it anymore.

"It sounds far better than reasonable. Thank you so much. I promise I won't let you down, and I'll be on time from now on."

"Alright then. I'm glad this could be resolved. Get back to work. The dress is due in a few hours." She winked at you and walked away to her own station.

'I've got to tell Josh the news!' you think to yourself.

Though you are quite distracted for the duration of the work day, you successfully complete the dress, straps, and all. You quickly hang the completed garment on a rack and speed your way to your room, where you hope to freshen up for your date with Joshua.

You remove your hair tie, allowing your locks to lay freely, before you swipe a sheer shade of rouge over your lips. 'He's going to be so happy.'

You take steady steps toward the rooftop, where you know Josh will be awaiting you, imagining the smile that will adorn his face after you share your news with him.

After a few seconds, a beautiful scene reveals itself. Your dear boyfriend stands against the railing, admiring the acres of green that are accompanied by the sunset.

"Shua?" You call out with a peaceful smile on your lips.

He perks up, turning around to walk toward you with open arms. No matter how many times you see him in his uniform, it never fails to take your breath away; the suit is just tailored so perfectly to his frame.

"C'mere, sweetheart." He calls you in for a warm embrace, while you just cannot wipe the smile off your face.

"What's got you so happy?" He asks, releasing you from the hug. You grab his hand and walk back to the railing, pulling him behind you. While his arms enclose you as you both stare out into the sunset, you begin to reveal the news.

"I was late to work today... and..." He lays his chin on your shoulder, leaving sweet pecks on your neck.

"Well, my boss had an inkling that I was with a boy and told me that... it was okay. She wouldn't tell anyone we were together as long as I came on time." You feel his kisses pause as he lifts his head.

"Does that mean..."

"Yes, Josh. We don't have to fear for our lives anymore. We can be together."

"Oh, baby, that's so great." His arms tighten around you as you turn around to hold his face in your hands. The happiness in the atmosphere is blooming as your lips inch up toward each other in a deep kiss.

"I'm so happy, Josh."

"Me too, Y/N." You turn back around and continue to admire the nature that surrounds the palace. You can just feel it in your bones that life is about to get better.

[crowsnqueens]

Bibliophile; Pt. ii

Kaz Brekker x Bibliophile!wife!reader

Summary: After Jesper watches a display of affection between his boss and his co-crow (hehe) he talks to Nina about it, eventually involving Inej and the heartrender in an investigation

a/n: this part of the storyline takes inspo from @undiscovered-horizon’s fic “Four Crow Investigation” which you can find here! i rlly recommend their stuff you should check them out!

Warnings: Mostly the same stuff as last time, you will need to read pt. i so go check her out first, Kaz is less angsty bc he’s married blah blah blah, (i’m just going to copy and paste the ones from pt. i tbh lmao) Kaz can tolerate reader’s touch, mentions of alcohol and drinking it, fluff for DAYS, reader uses she/her pronouns and is described as female, marriage??, the crows are about 22 in this (which is what i imagine to be in the show), OOC Kaz (i tried y’all)

Pt. i !!!

“I’m telling you, Nina! He kissed her forehead! There’s something going on here.” Jesper’s hands flailed about wildly as he expressed his concern to the girl across from him.

“I don’t doubt you, Jes. We just need to go about this carefully. Tell Inej.” The heartrender sipped her tea and waved the boy to go find their friend.

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“Oh, I’ve known. I just can’t tell whether they’re just dating or married, it’s hard when they go about it so delicately. It’s really sweet, actually.” A soft smile lit the Suli girl’s face.

“Argh! I need to know! The anticipation is killer, I need to tell more people about this. Wylan!” The Zemini boy sauntered out of the room shouting.

“Saints, Jesper, carefully also means quietly! They’ll know we know if they hear us shouting.” Nina cautioned him.

“Who’ll know you know?” Y/n entered the kitchen gracefully and quietly. Even Inej was slightly taken aback. “What do you know that’s so secret? Can I have some of this Nina?” She gestured to the tea pot.

“Sure! And nothing too important, just the usual barrel gossip.” The Corporalnik laughed cooly as Y/n began to ascend the stairs.

“Alright. See you guys.” She giggled and waved to her three friends.

“That was too close.”

Inej and Jesper nodded together, all eyes falling on the boy.

“Stop yelling about top secret information, idiot.” Nina whispered.

~

“They know, Kaz” Y/n entered his office and sat in the chair opposite himself.

“About us together or our marriage?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Probably just us together, but I wouldn’t put it past Inej to know. We should just tell them, love.”

“How do we tell without telling?” Kaz questioned his wife as she used her best impression of his famous scheming face.

“I have an idea.” She smiled

“Do you know?” The boy smirked back at her, ready to listen.

~

“Oh, Demjin left some papers out.” Matthias walked past the kitchen table with a buttered piece of toast in hand, eyes rolling and head shaking.

“What do they say?” Jesper rushed the table with vigor and looked through some of them.

“Nina, they’re married! For three years! They’ve been wed since they were nineteen! Their marriage certificate is right here! Can you believe it?!”

“I really can’t.” Y/n’s voice carried from the bottom of the stairs to Jesper’s ears as he whipped around and pursed his lips.

“Morning, Y/n.” the boy waved a little and scrambled to the couch to attempt to disappear.

“Mrs. Brekker. Thats her official title, anyway.” Kaz waltzed in and placed a kiss to his wife’s cheek and continued to his arm chair in their living area.

Nina ran a hand over her face and gave the sharpshooter a look.

“Good going, Jes.”

The group laughed, Y/n sat on the arm of Kaz’s chair and linked their pinkies.

“Tell us everything. How did he propose?” Wylan leaned toward the two.

“Well, we were on a job…”

[differentpostrebel]

Lost and Found: A Pirate's Promise

We got Doflamingo on that line for this chapter

Chapter 23: Secrets Beneath the Sun of Dressrosa 

A/N: Yall, when I tell you… theses chapters are COOKING!!! Like im talking the love and passion be in this! And wait til you guys read chapter 24 (hehe) Im off to write Chapter 25, and maybe tonight ill drop 24 because yall I was fainting!!!! The tingles!! Thank you guys so much for reading, as well as liking, reblogging, sharing, commenting, I cant wait for you guys to read more of whats in store. And without further ado, lets get to it! 

Word Count: 4.4K 

Sanji x Reader, Sanji X Y/N, One Piece x Reader 

Y/N POV…

The morning light began to filter through the windows, warming the room as I slowly stretched, feeling the remnants of yesterday’s excitement linger in my muscles. As I turned to my right, I noticed the sheets were a bit disheveled, hinting that someone had shared my bed. Which was strange since I came to my room alone.

I slid out of bed and made my way to the mirror. As I undid Sanji’s shirt and began to remove my bandages, I examined the progress of my injuries. My left arm had healed nicely, with the gash reduced to a small scar. My chest, once marred by Monet's attack, was now smooth and healed. The bite marks on my right thigh had faded, leaving only some bruising—a small price for the healing process.

After tending to my wounds, I gathered my essentials and took a refreshing morning bath. The warm water eased the tension from my body, preparing me for the day ahead. Once I was done, I returned to my room and noticed a small white box placed neatly on my dresser. Curious, I opened it to find a delicate heart-shaped pendant nestled inside.

“Now, who could have given me such a thoughtful gift?” I wondered aloud.

Inside the box was a note that read: “You truly do have my heart, and here’s a little something to always remember me by. Love, Law.” My heart fluttered at the sweet sentiment.

“This is such a sweet gift,” I murmured, touched by the gesture. I decided to wear the necklace, letting the heart-shaped pendant rest gently on my chest.

With the necklace in place, I chose a simple outfit and grabbed my sword. The sun was shining brightly as I stepped out onto the deck, ready to embrace the new day.

As I descended the steps, I heard the familiar sound of news coo birds fluttering over the ship, dropping the latest headlines. I made my way toward the deck, where Sanji was already waiting. He spotted me first and greeted me with his usual charm.

"Oh Y/N, my dear, you're looking radiant as always!" Sanji said, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

“Thank you, Sanji. You don’t look too bad yourself,” I replied with a playful wink.

We walked over to the newspaper, which had already been laid out for us. The headlines were bold and dramatic, capturing our attention immediately.

"Donquixote Doflamingo resigns as one of the Seven Warlords."

My eyes widened in surprise. "He actually did it," I thought, feeling a mix of astonishment and curiosity. Law seized the transponder snail, and the crew gathered around, their faces etched with concern.

“I resigned,” came Doflamingo’s voice, his tone dripping with nonchalance.

“He picked up!” Brook’s eyes widened.

“Finally!” Chopper exclaimed, his voice full of relief.

“Now what?” Usopp asked, his anxiety palpable.

“Mingo? Woah!” Luffy said, grabbing the snail with his usual enthusiasm.

Despite Usopp’s urgent shushing, Luffy, ever the rebel, snatched the snail from Law’s hand. “Hello?! This is Monkey D. Luffy, and I’m going to be King of the Pirates!” he declared proudly.

I slapped my forehead in frustration, my patience wearing thin. “Luffy?!” I whispered-yelled, hoping to salvage the situation.

Usopp’s frustration was evident as he thumped Luffy on the head. “Damn it! You do this every time!”

Luffy, undeterred, continued, “Hey! Mingo, are you Caesar’s boss? Because that guy really sucks!” He went on, “He did bad stuff to kids! We’ll give him back because that’s what we promised, but if he does that again, we’ll kick his ass twice as hard, and yours too!”

Doflamingo’s voice remained darkly calm as he continued, “I’ve been quite eager to see you,  I have something that will interest you. Something you’ll want very badly, I’m quite certain.”

“Something I want? Like what? Meat?” Luffy asked, his focus still drifting. I rolled my eyes, irritated by his distraction.

“This isn’t the time to be thinking about meat!” I said sharply.

Doflamingo chuckled, his amusement chilling. “My second question: Is Y/N there with you?”

Law and Sanji’s voices cut in immediately. “She’s not part of this!” Law snapped. “You won’t lay a single finger on her!”

Sanji echoed Law’s anger, “Stay away from her, Doflamingo!”

Ignoring their protests, I took a step closer to the transponder snail, determined to handle this myself. “So, Doflamingo, why the sudden interest? Last time I checked, you weren’t exactly on my radar.”

Doflamingo’s laugh was smooth, almost seductive. “Ah, Princess, it’s delightful to hear a voice attached to the name. When Vergo spoke of how feisty you are and how attractive he found you, I couldn’t resist finding out more for myself. And I must say, your wanted poster is quite the catch.”

I raised an eyebrow, trying to mask my unease with bravado. “So, what exactly do you want? You think you can intimidate me with your games?”

Doflamingo’s voice turned darker, dripping with menace and intrigue. “It’s not just about games, Princess. It’s about the thrill of the chase. It’s about seeing someone who thinks they’re untouchable brought to their knees. And I must admit, the idea of breaking someone as captivating as you is irresistibly tempting.”

I could feel the weight of his words, each one designed to unsettle and provoke. “Is that so? And what makes you think you can handle someone like me? You’re just another threat I’ll deal with.”

Doflamingo’s tone became more dangerous, his interest clearly piqued. “Oh, I’m not just any threat. I’m someone who takes pleasure in seeing how far I can push. And from what I’ve heard, you’re exactly the kind of challenge I enjoy. The kind that makes it all the more rewarding to conquer.”

I squared my shoulders, trying to stay composed despite the unease. “You think you know me, but you don’t. I’m not easily broken, Doflamingo. If you think you can make me submit, you’re sorely mistaken.”

Doflamingo’s voice took on a darker, more taunting tone. “Is that so, Princess? I’ve heard from others that you’re quite stubborn. I like that in a woman. It makes the eventual submission all the more satisfying. And I have no doubt you’ll be just as intriguing in person as you are in stories.”

I met his gaze through the transponder snail, feeling the weight of his dark promise. “Keep dreaming, Doflamingo. I’m not going to be your toy. If you want to mess with me, you’re in for a rough ride.”

Doflamingo’s smirk was audible in his voice. “Oh, I’m counting on it. And when the time comes, Princess, I’ll be waiting. Until then, enjoy your little adventure. I’ll be watching.” 

Before I could respond, Law yanked the transponder snail from my hand, his expression a fierce mix of anger and frustration. “Cut the crap! She’s not part of this!”

Doflamingo’s laugh was a chilling sound. “It’s for your own good as much as mine. We both know what will happen if you try to run away with Caesar. It won’t end well for anyone, though it would be quite entertaining if I could take Y/N from you.”

Law’s eyes flared with fury. 

“I want to speak with my business partner now. I need to confirm he’s unharmed.”Doflamingo’s voice took on a mocking tone. 

“Ah, so you care about your partner after all. How touching.” said Law. 

As Caesar moved closer to the transponder snail, I clenched my right fist and subtly connected it with my left palm, feeling electricity crackling at my fingertips. “Oh, Joker, I’m so very sorry. You resigned from the Warlords, all because of…”

Law cuts in. “He’s fine, don’t worry. We’ll meet eight hours from now. The island just north of Dressrosa, on a beach on the southeast side of Greenbit. We’ll have Caesar waiting for you at three in the afternoon. Pick him up, and this little game will be over.”

Doflamingo’s voice turned sultry as he added, “Don’t say that. I wish we could sit down for a drink. Although my mind keeps drifting back to a certain someone.”

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I made my way toward Caesar, who was visibly tense and apprehensive. “Hey, Joker, here’s a little something for you.”

I unleashed a bolt of electricity directly at Caesar. His scream of pain reverberated through the transponder snail, cutting through the tension in the room.

Luffy, noticing the situation escalating, shouted at Law. “Hang up! Now!”

With that, Law hung up on the transponder snail. My breathing was ragged, my heart pounding in my chest as the rage I felt still coursed through me. The room was tense, the weight of the situation pressing down on us.

Luffy broke the silence first, his voice a mix of embarrassment and deflection. “Sorry guys, he almost had me wrapped up in his meat spell.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle lowly at Luffy’s comment. “Yeah, you think?” I said, trying to lighten the mood.

Usopp and Chopper looked confused. “We have bigger issues now!” Sanji interjected, his voice urgent as he made his way toward me. “Also, he didn’t specify how many we should bring to the meeting spot.”

“I don’t get it?” Chopper asked.

“Come on, Doflamingo is a big shot,” Sanji explained, rubbing my back in an attempt to calm me down. “If he brings a whole army to the meeting point, then we’re screwed.”

“Ohh, I see now,” Usopp said, his face showing concern.

Law, still standing next to me, finally spoke. “No, it’s fine. Don’t worry. Handing over Caesar is just a distraction. If he draws more of his resources, it might actually benefit us.”

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I turned to Sanji, feeling grateful for his support. “Thank you, Sanji, for calming me down.”

Sanji placed a firm hand on my cheek, and I leaned into his touch. “No problem, Y/N,” he said softly, his gaze lingering on me. “Although... you angry is very sexy!”

“Focus, curly brows, now’s not the time!” Zoro interjected, his voice cutting through the moment. His stern look made everyone chuckle, easing some of the tension in the room.

Law sighed, trying to gather his thoughts. “Unfortunately, I have intel on everything but the factory. We need to figure out how to deal with that.”

“No surprise there,” Nami said, shaking her head. “The SMILE factory is their biggest asset. It’s not going to be easy to take down.”

“We might need to think outside the box,” Nami suggested.

Just then, Kinemon stepped forward, concern etched on his face. “Are we still docking in Dressrosa?”

Both Kinemon and Momo looked relieved when Law confirmed that we were indeed heading there.

“Traffy, have you ever been to Dressnona?” Luffy asked, his excitement bubbling over. “What’s it like?”

“Dressrosa,” Law corrected, his frustration evident. “And no, I’ve never been. Doflamingo controls the place.”

“Not a problem!” Luffy declared confidently. “We’ll just make it up as we go. I bet Doflamingo’s kingdom is going to be crazy! After that, we should swing by Wano!”

The crew shared a collective grin, Luffy’s enthusiasm clearly infectious.

“Just making it up as we go? If we’re going in blind, we need a plan!” Law said, his tone serious.

“Ohhh, sandwiches! Did you make my favorite ones?” I asked, heading towards the kitchen.

“Actually, I did. I made them just for you,” Sanji said with a proud smile, his eyes practically sparkling. He added with a swoon in his voice, “I went all out, just for you, Y/N.”

“Aww, thank you, Sanji!” I said, wrapping him in a warm hug. “You’re the best!”

Sanji’s cheeks flushed slightly as he basked in the appreciation, his swooning smile growing wider.

“I’ll have tea,” Robin said, following us up the stairs.

“Sanji’s sandwiches are the best!” Nami added, also heading up the stairs.

Law watched the crew with a mix of disbelief and exasperation. “Sorry, but I don’t like bread,” he said, shaking his head.

Law, still bemused, followed us up the stairs, trying to adjust to the crew’s chaotic charm and unorthodox methods. 

Minutes later, we were all seated around the table. Robin and Franky were lounging comfortably on the sofa across from us, while Brook sat behind.

I took a bite of one of Sanji’s sandwiches and let out a contented sigh. “Sanji, these sandwiches are absolutely delicious. They’re my favorite!”

Sanji beamed with pride. “Anything for you, my darling!” He leaned in closer, eyes sparkling with adoration.

Chopper, noticing the necklace around my neck, tilted his head. “Hey, Y/N, that necklace is really pretty!”

“Thanks, Chopper,” I said, adjusting the heart-shaped pendant. “It’s a small heart.”

Brook’s curiosity got the better of him. “Yoohoohoo! That necklace is lovely. Who gave it to you?”

“Actually, it was Law,” I said, glancing over at him.

“I came back from my shower and there it was, a white box on my dresser. Inside was this heart-shaped necklace and a sweet note.”

Law, casually eating his rice cake, smirked. “Bepo had the idea. When I picked out those flowers back in Sabaody, he thought adding a necklace would be a nice touch. But I decided to hold onto it… didn’t want it getting lost in the chaos.”

I smiled softly. “Well, it was a very nice touch, Law. Thank you for that.”

Law’s smirk widened. “Not a problem, Princess. There are plenty more surprises where that came from.”

Sanji’s eyebrow twitched as he overheard, and he quickly jumped into the conversation. “Plenty more surprises, huh? Tch, I doubt anything you do could ever match the kind of romantic gestures I have in mind! A necklace is just the start, but real affection is shown with more thoughtfulness!”

Law leaned back in his chair, still smirking, completely unfazed. "Like I said, curly-brows, a simple gesture can go a long way. No need to overcomplicate things."

Sanji shot him an irritated glare, clenching his fist. "Simple gesture? You're lucky Y/N appreciates it, but don’t think for a second that it’s enough! A necklace is just a shiny thing. I put my heart and soul into everything I do for her! It's called dedication!"

Law lazily raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, because a sandwich really screams ‘dedication.’"

Sanji slammed the table again, leaning forward, nearly nose-to-nose with Law. "It’s not just about the food! It’s about care, effort, and attention to detail—something you wouldn’t understand, Mr. Cool and Detached."

Law smirked, glancing at me. "Seems like she’s still wearing the necklace though, right? Must’ve done something right."

Sanji scoffed, crossing his arms. "Just wait. My next meal will blow your little trinket out of the water. You won’t stand a chance, Trafalgar."

Law chuckled softly. "Good luck with that, Ero-cook."

I shook my head, laughing. "You two are impossible! I appreciate both the necklace and the meals. Can we just enjoy the sandwiches without any more bickering?"

Sanji sighed dramatically but winked at me. "Anything for you, Y/N."

Law, still smirking, took another bite of his rice cake. "Looks like I win this round." 

Kinemon began talking about his destination. "Zou?" Law questioned.

"Do you know of it, Sir Law?" Kinemon asked.

"That’s quite convenient. Once we hand over Caesar and destroy the SMILE factory, Zou is my next stop," Law said, casually helping himself to more of Sanji’s rice balls.

"Is that true?!" Kinemon stood in surprise.

"Yeah… my crew is there, waiting," Law replied calmly.

"You must miss them dearly," I said, reaching over to grab his hand. "And I bet Bepo will be thrilled to see you."

Law smirked, "Actually, Bepo wouldn’t stop talking about you, Y/N. He even asked me to give you a hug on his behalf."

I chuckled. "Did he now?"

"Yeah," Law continued, a mischievous glint in his eye. "So, in the spirit of fulfilling his request…" He casually wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his chest.

Sanji’s face instantly soured. "HEY!! Hands off, Trafalgar! That’s not a ‘Bepo hug!’”

Law raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. "I’m just delivering a message from my crewmate. Bepo sends his love."

"Love?!" Sanji shouted, veins practically popping out of his forehead. "Bepo might’ve said hug, but this is too much! Let go of Y/N!"

"Jealous much, curly brow?" Law teased, tightening his grip just slightly to irk Sanji more.

Sanji was now fuming. "You bastard, you don’t even know how to properly express affection! I’ll show you what a real man does!"

"You're more than welcome to try, but good luck outdoing a captain," Law said coolly, clearly enjoying the standoff.  Just as I was about to pull away from the 'Bepo Hug,' Kinemon, seemingly unfazed by the tension, asked, "Is it alright if I accompany you after your current mission, Sir Law?"

"Me too! Let’s all go to Wano! That’ll be cool!" Luffy chimed in, his mouth full of sandwiches.

"Enough!" Law snapped, banging one hand on the table, while the other remained firmly securing me in place. The sudden intensity made everyone pause for a moment.

"Oh, thank you, Sir Law!" Kinemon bowed gratefully, then turned to thank Luffy, followed by a bow from Momo as well.

Kinemon began sharing the story of his friend Kanjuro, explaining how Kanjuro had sacrificed himself so that Kinemon could escape and protect Momo. As he spoke, Franky and Chopper were moved to tears.

"You're a real bro, Kanjuro!" Franky cried out, his eyes watering.

"Kanjuro!" Chopper echoed, sniffling.

"Alright, we'll help you save him!" Luffy declared, his usual enthusiasm unshaken.

This only served to annoy Law even more. He released me gently, his patience wearing thin. "That's enough! Stay focused and stick to our plan!" he yelled at Luffy, his frustration evident.

But instead of calming down, the situation escalated as Franky, Chopper, and Luffy all yelled out, "KANJURO!!" in unison, their voices echoing through the room.

Law pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly realizing that he was fighting a losing battle against the chaotic energy of the crew.

Hours passed, and we found ourselves outside on the deck, enjoying the calm waters and the rare moment of peace.

The sun hung lazily in the sky as the ocean breeze washed over us, and for a brief time, even the most excitable members of the crew seemed to relax. Robin, who had been gazing out at the horizon, broke the silence. "We’re getting closer to land," she said calmly, a hint of intrigue in her voice.

Everyone turned to look, and sure enough, the silhouette of an island began to take shape against the azure sky. 

Finally, Dressrosa!" Luffy shouted, practically bouncing with excitement. “Hope your ready for us Mingo!. 

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We finally docked on the edge of the island, taking care to stay hidden from any potential threats. Luffy, brimming with excitement, was the first to leap off the ship. “Dressrosa! Let’s party!” he yelled, causing Usopp to quickly shush him. “Keep it down, Luffy! We’re deep in enemy territory!”

One by one, the crew disembarked. Just as Law was about to address the group, Luffy bounded over to Momo. “Momo! Fly me straight into town!” he demanded with unrestrained enthusiasm.

Momo, in his dragon form, looked exasperated. “I can’t carry you, Luffy! I can’t fly!” Momo retorted. The two soon began a bickering match that had the crew watching in disbelief.

“What the hell are those morons doing?” Sanji asked, standing next to me with an incredulous expression.

“Luffy… he’s only a kid,” Brook said, placing his tea cup down with a sigh.

Kinemon stepped in to break up the commotion. “Enough, Momonosuke! We owe him our lives!”

“Sir Luffy, please forgive him. He is a Samurai, but he is still young and lacks restraint,” Kinemon added, trying to calm the distressed Momo.

Momo shuffled over to me, seeking comfort. “Aww, Momo, it’s okay,” I said, giving him a reassuring hug. “Why is he picking on me?” Momo sobbed.

“It’s okay, Momo. You’re fine,” I reassured him.

“No, you don’t! Get off of her!” Law, Sanji, and Kinemon all shouted in unison.

“What’s their problem?” I asked, looking around in confusion.

“I don’t know,” Nami replied, equally puzzled.

“Aha, like father like son. You samurai are a bunch of hotheads, aren’t you?” Law quipped at Kinemon.

“Where I come from, if you want to be held, you ask politely!” Sanji added, irritation clear in his tone.

Kinemon blushed at the remarks and said, “Mind your tongue. We need to wear disguises to avoid standing out.”

“If that’s the case, I’ll have to leave my sword behind, or it’ll attract too much attention,” I said, heading back to the ship. I left my sword near the bed and grabbed the two smaller blade weapons King had given me from my backpack. “You may be small, but boy, do you do damage,” I muttered, recalling our training sessions. I also picked up the thigh halter to conceal the weapons.

When I returned to the crew, Zoro noticed the change. “Why’d you leave your sword behind?” he asked.

“I can’t carry it with me since it’ll draw too much attention,” I explained. “So, I brought these new weapons King gave me instead.” I lifted a bit of my skirt to show him where I had hidden them.

Zoro’s eyes lingered on the concealed weapons for a moment before meeting my gaze. “Nice setup,” he said with a smirk. “Those will definitely come in handy. And I must say, you look pretty capable with those tucked away. Makes me glad to have you around.”

His flirtatious tone made me blush slightly. “Thanks, Zoro. I appreciate it,” I replied, trying to hide my smile.

Zoro leaned in a bit closer, his gaze focused on me. “You know,” he said with a teasing edge, “I always thought swords were impressive, but seeing you handle those smaller weapons with such confidence is pretty attractive too.”

I felt my cheeks warm at his comment. “Well, I have to be versatile,” I said, trying to keep my tone light.

Zoro grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Looks like you’ve got everything under control,” he said, his tone light. Before Zoro could continue, Kinemon began explaining the disguise situation.  

“The men wear suits, and the women wear as little as possible,” Kinemon said, holding up a sketch. “In Dressrosa, fashion is crucial for women. Allow me to create appropriate disguises so we can blend in.”

Sanji’s eyes sparkled with interest. “Wow! I think I’m going to like Dressrosa,” he said, swooning.

“Me too!” Brook agreed, equally excited.

Nami rolled her eyes and thumped all three of them on the head. “Give it a rest!” she commanded, as the three groaned in pain.

Law then approached Nami and handed her a Vivre Card, which was meant to guide them to Zou. “If anything happens to us in Dressrosa, head there,” he instructed.

Nami and I exchanged surprised glances. “Wait a minute…” I began. As Law finished giving Nami the vivre card and laying out the plan, the crew began to process what he said.

“The Sunny’s security team will act as decoys,” Law explained.

“Wait! What?!” Chopper exclaimed, his eyes wide with panic. “Does this mean we have to fight?”

“I thought we wouldn’t do anything,” Brook whined, his voice filled with dread.

“So… does this mean we are in enemy territory?” Momo asked cautiously, his brow furrowing as he looked around, trying to gauge the gravity of the situation.

“But don’t worry, guys! We have Sanji!” Chopper said with a sudden burst of optimism, lifting his little hooves in confidence. Everyone turned to look at where Sanji was supposed to be standing, only to realize he wasn’t there.

“Wait, where did he go?!” Chopper asked, his voice rising in panic once again as he looked around frantically for Sanji.

Law sighed in exasperation, clearly losing patience with the crew’s scattered focus.

Law continued, pulling out a map and pointing to various locations. “Here’s where Doflamingo’s palace is. The SMILE factory could be anywhere. Just lay low and ask around. My team will handle Caesar and pass through Dressrosa until we reach the northern shore. From there, we’ll cross a long bridge to the island of Greenbit.”

“Why not take the ship?” Usopp asked, puzzled.

Law sighed. “I was told we couldn’t do that.”

Robin and I exchanged a knowing look. “Fine, sounds like fun,” I said.

“Wait, Y/N, you’re not going. It’s too risky,” Law said firmly.

“I’m going, Law, whether you like it or not,” I said resolutely.

“Come with us, Y/N, it’ll be fun!” Luffy chimed in, offering me a bright smile.

I turned to Law, my eyes softening. “She’ll be more at risk!” Law argued, his voice tinged with concern.

“Law, whether I stay or go, I’m still one of Doflamingo’s targets,” I said, meeting his gaze. “Being with Luffy’s team is the safest option for me. Besides, Luffy’s group is less likely to attract unwanted attention.”

Law’s frustration was palpable, but his expression softened as he stared at me. With a deep sigh, he pulled me into a fierce embrace, his arms wrapping around me protectively. The intensity of his grip and the warmth of his body conveyed a depth of emotion that words couldn’t fully express.

“Just stay close,” Law murmured into my hair, his voice low and fervent. “I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you.”

I hugged him back, feeling my heart race. “I’ll stay close, Law. I promise.”

He tightened his embrace slightly, his hands resting on my back with an almost desperate need to keep me safe. His breath was warm against my neck, and I could sense the depth of his concern.

“Alright,” Law said softly, pulling away just enough to look into my eyes. “But remember, if things get dangerous, don’t hesitate to back off. I don’t want to lose you.”

I gave him a reassuring smile. “I won’t let that happen. We’ll face this together.”

Law’s stern demeanor melted into a mixture of frustration and affection. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, “You know, if you keep making me worry like this, I might have to come up with a few more ways to keep you safe.”

I couldn’t help but smile at his flirtatious remark. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I replied, my voice warm with amusement. “But for now, let’s focus on the mission.”

Law’s gaze lingered on me for a moment longer before he released me from his embrace. “Fine,” he said, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Just stay alert. We’re not out of the woods yet.”

As I turned to join Luffy’s team and we made our way toward Dressrosa, I felt Law’s intense gaze still fixed on me. His eyes were filled with a mix of concern and something softer, a quiet determination that seemed to underscore his feelings for me. The weight of his gaze made me feel both reassured and determined to carry out the mission.

“Please be careful, Princess,” Law called out, his voice carrying a tone of genuine worry. The nickname felt both endearing and significant, a reminder of the depth of his feelings.

I turned back to catch his eye one last time, giving him a warm, reassuring smile. “I will,” I promised, feeling the warmth of his gaze even as I walked away. 

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[temfling]

DELTARUNE: MOTU PATLU THEORY

THATS RIGHT BABY!! IM BACK WITH THE THEORIES!! I couldn’t just stop at chapter… I dunno six! Yeah, I may have solved the Susies Inside chapter, but what about Chapter 3?? Well I got news for you guys…

Motu. And Patlu. Never heard of them? What are you, living under a rock or something… well… it’s a Hindi cartoon that’s really popular overseas… but wait. That’s the POINT! Your not SUPPOSED to know it… because it’s discarded…

So Every secret boss so far has a habit of being a darkner based on discarded/Forgotten/Unwanted items… well. How many people in the states know this cartoon? Not very many,,, even though it’s great… so could Motu and Patlu be what the next secret boss is based off of? Let’s see gamers…

EVIDENCE ONE: BIG GUY SKINNY GUY

Comedy duos, you know them, you love them. Woody, Buzz. Mario, Luigi. Bob, Larry. But what does this have to do with Motu and Patlu… erm guys… notice anything about most of them?! Mario, Buzz, Bob, and Motu: bulky big guys. Luigi, Larry, Woody, and Patlu: tall, thin guys… oh my goodness!! Motu and patlu ALSO fit that theme… “But how does this fit in with Deltarune chapter 3?!” Your asking… oh my gosh guys this is too easy!!

erm… Sans and Papyrus, the most iconic comedy duo next to none, is also bulky and thin. Guys?? Notice anything?? I think THIS proves that they’ll use blue soul… and that they’ll be cannon!! But need more proof?? SAY NO MORE:

On the left is Sans and Papyrus’s House, and on the right is Motu and Palau’s. Notice the similarity’s?? I do…

Maybe the Motu and Patlu secret boss could be a duo, and make fun of the whole trope of smart guy who does all the work and lazy dumb guy… hrm…

EVIDENCE TWO: CHARACTER SIMILARITIES!

Okay so we already talked about how Sans and Motu and Papyrus and Patlu are BASICALLY the same guy, but if your STILL not convinced, I got more…

Rook. Mike. Whatever there gonna be, the main boss of Chapter 3 seems to be a cheater, a criminal of sorts… well… hehee… you know who ELSE is a criminal?? JHON THE DON. That’s RIGHT. The TRUE and NEO villain of Motu and Patlu, who’s the son of motu and patlu’s town. He’s always causing trouble with his lackeys around… could this mean that chapter 3’s main boss is based on the Villian of Motu and Patlu, while the secret boss is the good guys…?! No… no… erm… YES! It’s kind of OBVIOUS??

My theory is the main boss is gonna be Mike, now dubbed “The Don.” He must’ve not only backstabbed Soamton, but the chapter three secret boss… and Tenna will be… I dunno… probably his own character.

Anyways, Gaster. “Gaster? This crazy guy who does bad things?” You may be asking what GASTER has to do with this theory… heh… well, gaster in undertale was the Royal Scientist, right? Well… erm… somebody pull up Motu Patlu Wiki!

He’s a SCIENTIST… who doesn’t treat his PATIENTS well… sounds familiar…

Dr. Jhakta also uses Motu and Patlu as Guinea Pigs for his work. Gaster uses darkners and does stuff that’s evil… or whatever. I think. I dunno BUT THE POINT IS GASTER MUST'VE LIKE EXPERIMENTED ON THE SECRET BOSS WHICH CAUSED THEM TO GO INSANE!! Erm…!!! Yes!!

FINAL PART: WHAT OBJECT ARE THEY

So at first I thought they could be like a bootleg DVD or whatever. But wait guys… remember where the chapters dark world is…

And then think about what Motu is known for. Dumb… lazy… but also, when he eats his favorite FOOD he gets super STRONG… wait. FOOD?! Guys what’s in houses? Kitchens… guys… what’s motus favorite food…??

SAMOSAS. THE DISCARDED OBJECT IS LIKE FROZEN SAMOSAS IN THE FRIDGE OR SOMETHING!!!

and if your STILL. Not. convinced… here’s some stuff

Yeah yeah yeah bye

[cod-dump]

an Idea: Ghost is the current Ghost Rider. If you don't know, in Marvel, he's a person whose supernatural powers include a humanoid biker form with a flaming skull, a super-strong chain & a stare that makes you feel the pain you've caused others. ANYWAY, I just imagined him riding around as his vigilante self & then he almost runs smack-dab into poor Soap, who's doing something super normal like taking home leftovers. Cue Soap being like "mark me down as scared and horny" while Ghost's all "!!! are you OK, civilian?" hehe...

Soap becoming OBSESSED with the Ghost Rider, so obsessed he makes a whole blog about him. The blog is unshamefully horny and he's very open about supporting what the Ghost Rider does. He's a hero in his eyes and does what he can to support him. When he runs into the Ghost Rider in the streets-- Man loses his cool and just fangirls so hard. The Ghost Rider was caught off guard by the very positive interaction with Soap that he purposely runs into him again. And again... And again.

Soap never flaunts that he knows the Ghost rider personally (that's his delightful secret). He works at a autoshop and one day a very attractive man comes in to have someone look at his motorcycle. Soap understands that his chances of getting with the Ghost Rider are near impossible so he flirts with the guy as he looks over his bike. He ends up getting his number and sees the guy out before going to add his number to his phone. His heart almost explodes when he sees what the man had written next to his number.

"Ghost- I would love to get to know my number one fan. Give me a call sometime."

Soap just screamed, jumping around with joy. He scared the shit out of his co-worker, Gaz. And he almost bit the man's hand when he went to look at the piece of paper that held the Ghost Rider's fucking phone number and that message. Their boss, Price, pulled him aside to give him a talk about how biting his co-worker is not appropriate behavior.

[boringmarinn]

Why do you ship Sans x Frisk? As a person who ships them myself, what do you see in them, like about them? Personality traits, situations, tropes etc, anything that comes to mind, what makes you enjoy them and continue to breathe life to them?

Omg ok sooo... When I realized I was already shipping Sans and Frisk, maybe because I love the trope of the funny ironic character who has secrets and the silent protagonist who have a lot of will and power. I also have a soft spot for monster x human interactions, relationships and seeing several AUs with the two of them was what made me like it even more.

I think I liked them visually because the sprites in the game are so cute and the same size and the colors match and so on. I also see Sans more as a teenager and Frisk as well so i almost always draw and write them close. Frisk have a lot of secrets that Sans knows about and vice versa, and both have this drama about fate, about powers that can destroy, judgment and guilt, responsibility and determination i found super interesting.

I absolute love the concept of Frisk being a "more than a simple human" thing, a deity, some powerful force that can be either benevolent or dangerous when in contrast with Sans that's "just a normal boss monster" or something like that. I'm in love with Frisk being a god what just wants to live a normal life, having a normal family and a happy life and find this wish coming true with their monster family, and they find love with that one monster who has kept his eye socket on them all this time, seeing the sweetness and love that they share.

I also love the angst in the forbidden love thing, like, monster and human love being a taboo...

Frisk It's a character that ended up growing in my hand while I was drawing and creating, so to speak. I didn't want to let Frisk become that cliché of cute and lovable, so she/they transformed a little too quickly hehe. Today It's very different and that adorable cover is just a disguise for the real Frisk. Which isn't a terrible evil being either, it's just harder to comprehend and morally gray. They're determined still, to being a better person and changing the order of things and changing fate.

Sans I don't even know where and how to start because he has been my main and if not my most intense and prolonged hyperfocus. I have a lot of fun writing and drawing it in many different ways, with my favorite being this ironic, calm and funny little guy, but who carries a huge weight on his shoulders for the people he loves, a guy who worries too much about simple things and is a bit anxious and uncertain about the future.

Soo... Well i think that's a lot of reasons people like them two. They're two little guys, they go around the time and space, (like sans can teleport in space and frisk teleports in time thats so cool aaaa) them both like papyrus and toriel very much, they two are poker faced deadpan funny faces

I find them fun and even more fun is seeing other talented artists in the community doing their own interpretations of them in such unique ways. I love seeing fans making content for fans and how the characters change drastically in each person's hands, it's beautiful

[itonashi]

YOURE REO FICS ARE CHEFKISS let me request a fic wehere Reo and reader are in a secret relationship (reader wants to)

SHHH...

[ part 2 ]

pairing: reo mikage x fem!reader

warning: rumors(ig), fluff. idk. not proofread (i hate reading things that i wrote.). how the both of you met and date.

note: thxxx, hehe. i love seeing ppl said that. but like does anyone want to send an ask about other characters :p. this reo fic one probably around 1k ish wordcount idk. i will always mentioned nagi on my reo fics bro.

you didn't want the relationship of the two of you to be revealed publicly because you feared that something might happened. reo was born as the heir of mikage corporation with total assets valued at 705.8 billion yen. you was born onto a middle class family (if you could say that.), your father was a worker at mikage corporation with a high position. while you maybe have met reo's parent through your father when you were a child. being in a public relationship with reo is a risky move, as someone out there would spread rumors about you. i mean dating your father's boss son? some mean people out there would call you things.

you have experienced it yourself after all, it was nasty. unlike reo, you didn't have any talent. your little brother received many things at an early age but you received only some rewards in your life — but you know which path you're gonna go. you're not going onto the business path. you liked art.

reo supported your decision on going the artist path. you took a liking to painting and sculpture. reo was so kind, he gave you anything that you want that's related to art. you tried to reason with him that he shouldn't always do that to you. buying everything you wanted and his response is always the same.

"my love language is buying you gifts anyways."

"but!"

"you shouldn't worried about my money. I love you the most."

he met you multiple times when you guys were in middle school. you guys simply went to the same school because of your parents. that time, he didn't took any interest of you, you didn't care about it since getting noticed by him is probably a death execution. your middle school had an imbalance of power, where the rich is on top and the poor is the low one. it wasn't equality.

on your third year of middle school, you finally interacted with reo mikage on the rooftop. it was because he personally called you there, alone. he wanted to talked about something to you related to the unfairness that the 'elite school' was giving to the poor. you don't know what you did to attract his attention to you and you definitely didn't expected for him to talked to you about this.

that's where your relationship started...

he started going to your class, he started to eat lunch with you, he started to go out with you to the library, he started to defend you. he started everything with you — since he wanted to close your relationship with him before he executed his plan for the school.

"are you sure about this, reo?"

"yeah. if we start with getting closer with the other class that is deemed the unlucky one maybe we can make them climb up the rank. starting with their academics."

"do you have the patience for it?"

"of course. im not one to suddenly call someone and start mocking them."

"true, you're not like them. are you really confident that you will change the school for the new generations that's to come."

"shhh... don't doubt my skills."

after you had planned about it, reo suggested that you two go to an arcade to go take your mind off of something before things happened. he really treats people well as he also pay for the arcade. the first game as usual was a claw machine, you saw a cute eevee plushie and you wanted it. you tug reo's sleeve towards it to watch you get the plushie but you failed miserably, reo laughed at you and gently pushed you aside to get you the plushie you wanted.

as the talented prodigy he is, he got it in one try. "this is what you want, right." he hold out the eevee plushie to you and you nodded, uttering a thank you to him as you took it from his hand. the tips of your ear was red, you could contain the blush coming to your face but not your ears. reo probably noticed your ears, he have keen eyes that you cannot avoid.

hours were you guys playing in the arcade and let's just say he really got you many plushie (but not that much as you would feel overwhelmed with it). you absolutely loved the cinnamoroll plushie he got you. it was cute, it got a bear costume on it, you adored it.

"between the eevee and the cinnamoroll one, which one do you like more?"

"i like anything you got me."

you were straightforward for your answer and reo was taken back by it since he was surprised by your bluntness. you would always sugarcoat some of your words to not seem mean as you were quite sarcastic. it was probably his turn now to blushed but it goes unnoticed by you as you were focused on your plushies.

you like animal plushies, maybe between him and your animal plushies — you would trade him to get a plushie.

all the plan worked, but you were hurt in the process. for you, it wasn't anything serious. but for reo, it was very serious. he felt guilty for it — but you reassured him that it wasn't his fault and you were just unlucky to be cornered up by some girls. he paid for your treatment. you guys were basically partner in crime. what's important to you, that is — the school didn't have an imbalance of power anymore, everyone was treated equally and it was all because of you and reo.

but you would give all the credit to reo as he was the brain.

graduation of middle school came fast enough, so you enjoyed the graduation with reo. even though you went up stage for some rewards — reo was basically the honor student.

"congratulations on your graduation, [name]."

"you too, reo."

you took some pictures with him, you kept it. 'maybe i should make an album...' you thought while looking at the pictures you took with reo, sliding through some of it... you saw how close you have been getting too reo that you were having mixed feelings. you weren't sure that you actually liked him in the romantic way or platonic way... you hoped that it was platonic.

oh, you were so wrong.

since you two were just 'partner in crime' it basically means that you guys didn't hung out that much outside of school. it was always in the library, in a corner where people don't see you guys that much. it was reserved everytime you guys want to use it so that people doesn't used it (mean).

over the weekends, you basically stay at your house. you missed him, you wanted to see him physically not just chatting with him on the phone on some apps. bored out of your mind, even though you were chatting with him right now.

reo: why are you not going out.

you: you can't say that to me when you were basically a sheltered child.

reo: you showing your mean side to me 😞

you: k, reo.

reo: what the hell.. "k,reo."?????? bffr.

you snickered at yourself. laying in bed all alone, nothing to do. just dangling your feet at home while your prodigy little brother is probably making achievement. hearing a ding again at your phone, you checked it and reo recommend you try art to spend your time with. you had some art supplies — you thought maybe you could try it and you replied with thank you to reo.

clay in hand, paint on the table. you start making your favorite animal, which is a koala. you knead the clay and start shaping it. you did it step by step and start painting the parts. the final results was quite funky but you didn't cared. your hand was a little messy but you took a picture of the koala and sent it to reo.

he 'AHAHAHA' the koala and you were offended. seeing at how he reacted, you were determined to make an improved koala of it. you replied with 'can we facetime?'. reo almost drop his phone when he saw the message, face timing with you... he should agreed to it since he would probably saw you wearing a casual clothes for once and not a school uniform. you probably suggest it because you wanted him to see the progress of you making a new and improved koala shaped clay.

minutes in of the face timing — and reo couldn't take his eyes of your pulled on sleeves, you were wearing a baggy sweater so reo couldn't see your body curves (and you would like it to stay that way). you kept a ponytail on to keep your hair out of your face while you were working on your clay. from time to time reo would comment on your clay when you showed it to him.

taking his advices seriously, you managed to make a perfect koala shaped clay and you were proud of it. reo could see the improvement between your first try and your latest one. he didn't saw a flaw on your latest on. you two didn't noticed it but the call went for hours. you guys relationship went to a new level and you were certain that the feelings you were having is romantic.

you two started dating on the middle of the year on your first year of highschool. reo was the first one to confessed when you got an expensive chocolate under your desk. you basically knew it was him when you noticed the expensive brand chocolate. it was your first time seeing him nervous to confessed to you, regardless you accepted him as he was the man you liked too.

you were very secretive of your life so reo agreed to you that he and you would be in a secret relationship without anyone knowing. you two were in a different class on first year, so it was easy to not meet each other that much but you two would always make time to pass eachother on the hallways or cafeteria.

reo would secretly gave you food to add on your bento when you weren't in the classroom. you would gave him drinks whenever you guys pass eachother. you guys didn't argue much, infact it was mostly playful banter. reo was easily jealous since he would always see you talking to nagi seishiro (aka his future best friend), you reassured him it was only because nagi played a game you liked and they coincidentally clicked. reo when he was jealous... he was cute, you can never denied that.

boys and girls would always come up to reo so being jealous was of course always there but you managed to contained it since it was a daily thing to you.

second year came and reo said to you that he and nagi (the person he was jealous off because you and him kept talking) is now friends because nagi is someone that he need for his winning worldcup desire. you didn't mind it since nagi is also a friend to you and you three became a trio. it was good that no one suspected you and reo were a couple but some people start a rumors that you and nagi were the one dating.

as they claimed that they always saw you and nagi playing games together while reo just sat around (that claimed was not true because most of the time reo played it for you since you were basically just mid at it). they honestly only just caught you in a wrong time that's all. but it soon enough dies down after they saw how nagi was very uninterested towards you.

even nagi doesn't know you and reo are lover.

[gunilslaugh]

Hiii, first time asker hehe

I was wondering if you could do Seungmin when he likes someone a few years older than him.

I feel like he would have more audacity and he more cheeky than usual.

Like she tells him she’s not interested in younger guys and he’s like “a challenge how fun” kind of vibe? Idk if this makes sense haha

Thank you for your content🥰

Hello, welcome first time asker lol. I hope you like your request!

Oh Seungmin

Summary: You weren’t interested in younger guys, however Seungmin was determined to prove himself to be an exception. (non-idol au) (office au)

WC:~1.7k

Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

Your office had just received a new hire and of course your boss had to assign you as the one to train them. It’s not like you hate the new hire, you haven’t even met them yet, but you don’t particularly like that you have to train somebody new on top of getting your work for the current project you’re working on done. A part of you wanted to suggest (argue) with your boss that the head of your department would be better suited for training the new hire. Alas the head of your department was actually on a business trip to do field research. Now why your boss picked you out of all the other employees in your department you aren’t quite sure. What you did know was that you unfortunately can’t get out of it. 

You arrived at work a bit earlier than usual to settle your things before the new hire would arrive. You were busy editing a document when the new hire arrived. 

“Y/n this is the new hire you will be training. I’m sure you’ll treat him well.” One of the other employees of the office informed you. You stood up from your chair, dusting off the imaginary dirt from your pants. 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Seungmin.” The new hire introduced himself with a smile. 

“I’m y/n. Let me show you around the office.” You stepped outside of your cubicle area. You began to walk around the office with Seungmin, showing him around the different departments, where the copying room was, the breakroom, storage, bathrooms. 

“Now this room is ‘top secret’. This is the room where we come to when we’re hiding from our work.” You opened the door to reveal a shabby looking room. There was literally nothing in it. You supposed it was supposed to be another storage room, but never ended up being used as one. Instead it sits empty with flickering lights and white walls that are painting themselves beige. “It may not look like much, but when you’re having a hard day you’ll find that it feels like a sanctuary,” you told. 

“Duly noted,” Seungmin said. He looked around the empty room. His eyes stopped on you, taking a nice look. You noticed, but didn’t say anything. Seungmin had actually been taking glances at you the entire tour. He couldn’t help it. You looked so beautiful. The way you showed him around. You had a professional nature, but at the same time there was this hint that you didn’t particularly care to be doing what you’re doing right now. You spoke articulately about your office and how it runs, but you half-hazardly pointed things out. Like your words said one thing, but your body language said another. It successfully piqued Seungmin’s interest in you. 

You ended the tour by coming full circle back to your department. You showed Seungmin where his cubicle was, which happened to be across from yours on the left side. You started to get him set up with some simpler work. Seungmin tried his best to pay attention to what you were telling him. It was proving to be difficult though with the way you unintentionally leaned closer to him to show him what to do with the documents on his screen. 

“Alright, that should do it. If you have any questions, my cubicle is right over there.” you pointed across the way to your cubicle.

“Great, thanks,” Seungmin states. Seungmin watches you walk the short couple of steps back over to your cubicle. Seungmin couldn’t help but steal glances at you throughout the rest of the work day. 

At the end of the day you traveled the short distance over to Seungmin’s cubicle to check on his work. Again Seungmin couldn’t help but admire you as your eyes scanned over the documents on his computer screen. 

“There are a couple of errors that need to be fixed, but this isn’t bad for a new hire. Good job,” you told Seungmin, straightening up from peering over at his computer screen. 

“Do I get a reward for that?” Seungmin asked cheekily. A bit of a suggestive manner in his eyes. 

“You’re paycheck,” you answered blankly. Then you proceeded to walk back over to your desk to pack up for the day. Seungmin didn’t expect you to be so cold to him, however it only made him more interested in you. Igniting a bit of a spark in him. 

Seungmin fully intended on acting on the newly lit spark in him. Any time at work he would take the chance to flirt with you. It didn’t even matter if others were around. He had no shame about his flirting with you. You typically would brush off Seungmin’s flirting, which unfortunately for you only encourages him more. After a couple of weeks of his flirting you finally confronted him about it. 

“Seriously Seungmin what is your deal?” You cornered him in the break room when nobody else was there. 

“Can I not flirt with the girl I like?” he returned. 

“Well the girl you like isn’t interested in guys younger than her. Sorry,” you rejected him. That wasn’t going to stop Seungmin though. 

“C’mon I’m only three years younger than you. I can be an exception,” he stated. 

“I’m really not interested in you Seungmin.” You reject him for a second time and begin to walk towards the exit of the breakroom. 

“You just want me to chase after you for a while don’t you? That’s ok I can do that. I like a challenge,” Seungmin calls out after you as you leave the breakroom. 

Seungmin meant it when he said he could chase after you. That’s exactly what he did. He would get you coffee and leave little notes on your cups. Saying stuff like: “Your smile makes me happy :)”, “You’re working hard”, “The only way you could be more perfect would be if you were mine”, “I know these notes make you happy, so why not let me make you happy?”. He would pull your chair out for you when your department had your weekly meetings. He would run and be your errand boy whenever you needed copying done, something from storage or another department. 

Despite all of Seungmin’s chasing you still wouldn’t let him into your heart. You did open up to him more and even started to treat him as a friend. Seungmin wanted to be more than your friend though. He just wanted you to be his. He wanted to look out for you, remind you to take breaks when you got hyper fixated on a project, have meals with you, send you good morning and goodnight texts with random text throughout the day simply because he was thinking about you. He wanted to cuddle you in his arms. His intentions were pure even if was a bit cheeky with his flirting. At the end of the day he really did just want to love you. 

Seungmin notices that it has been quite some time since you stepped out of your cubicle. He was pretty sure you didn’t have any meeting to attend to, so he wondered what was taking you so long. He couldn’t really focus on his work cause he could think about where you possibly disappeared off to. That’s when he remembers what you said about the “top secret” room. That it could feel like a sanctuary when you’re having a hard day. Seungmin honestly hopes that he’s wrong as he stands up from his chair and begins to head in the direction of the “top secret” room. He gently knocks on the door before opening it. Sure enough he finds you sitting in the corner of the poorly lit room with your knees tucked up to your chest. He closes the door behind him and carefully walks over to you, taking a seat right beside you. 

“Are you alright?” he softly asks you. Instead of answering him verbally you shake your head. Seungmin places a comforting hand on your knee. 

“I’m sure whatever it is, it'll be ok. It’s probably really stressful right now, but you always figure it out,” he comforts you. 

“What if I don’t?” Your voice sounds so dejected, it pains Seungmin’s heart. 

“Then I’ll figure it out for you,” he declares. 

“Huh? You don’t even know what’s bothering me,” you say. 

“True, but I really just want to take care of you y/n. I know my flirting style is kinda cheeky and maybe you don’t take it seriously because of that, but I really care about you y/n. I want to make you happy, help you with any problems you encounter, make sure you eat your meals, take you out on silly little dates, be the person you think about before you fall asleep or,” he lets out a bit of a chuckle.  “Be the person who you fall asleep beside. I want to hold you in my arms.” Seungmin very carefully and slowly wraps one of his arms around your shoulders, giving you plenty of time to shove him away. “I want to love you y/n if you’ll let me.” Seungmin silently waits for you to respond. The silence is killing him though.

“I meant it when I said I was interested in younger guys,” you finally spoke. Even though you rejected Seungmin again and again month after month. He never let it deter him from liking you. This time however your words actually hurt him a bit. Seungmin opened his mouth, but before he could say anything you kept talking. “You might be able to be an exception though,” you continued. Now Seungmin’s heart is filled with hope. 

“You’re giving me a chance?” He had to make sure. 

“Mhm, you better not waste it,” you threatened him. 

“I would never.” He wraps his other arm around you pulling you towards him. You let him, resting your head on his shoulder. “As much as I like this we should probably get back to work,” Seungmin states after a few moments. 

“In a few minutes. Let’s stay like this for a few more minutes.” You snuggled your head further onto his shoulder. Seungmin definitely wasn’t going to tell you no. He pulls you impossibly closer to him, resting his head on top of yours. 

[egg-emperor]

This talk about Zavok reminds me of this duo of drawings I had seen of Eggman before and after a threesome with Zavok & Bowser… Yes he was still standing because Eggy is a gd champ

I know what art you're talking about and I looove it. Both Bowser and Zavok are his type for being big buff strong monster guys they're so alike, certainly makes a very fun tag team and threesome hehe. I like how rough and wild it got with the destroyed room and his scratches and bruises. That's exactly the way he should be treated when it's time to turn the tables and show him what it's like to be the one dominated. I like his nervous anticipation in the first part, he knows they could tear him apart but damn it's gonna be fun to take that risk 😍

He may be the one ordering them around when teaming up with them in public but he likes letting those monstrous beasts use him in secret, letting them take their frustrations with him bossing them around all day out on him- their aggression and roughness in it is his pleasure. Happiness is being between two big beastly monstrous guys that could obliterate you. And he can take it like a champ as the power type he is, albeit he may be a little sore after being stretched and roughed up by those beasts but that's the way he likes it 🥴

He's lucky he can hide evidence with the full body coverage of his main fit. Walking around being condescending and bossing them around in public while secretly being marked up by them under his clothes is hot af. Nobody would guess it to flip behind closed doors. If he's in a situation where people can see like when he's at the pool or in the Olympics, he may say they're injuries from a recent battle with Sonic but it'd clearly be a lie as he has scratches that look like claw marks and it'd be visibly a little uncomfortable to sit for a while after >:)

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Is there any change u can do a human miles quaritch x male human reader where he is in the army with him and he got them badass tattoo and shit and miles and him there dating (obvi) and like a lot of people want her and like people come and ask to to hang out with him all the time cuz she's like very popular and shit and he's like good friends with Lyle and like one day when a group comes to him and asks to hang out and he's like yea sure and Lyle comes along and some of the people get a little too touchy with her and when they're done hanging out Lyle just directly goes and reports to the colonel, and he gets like jealous and shitmaybe like a makeout session at the end or sum

Hehe yesss! :3cc Thank you for your patience!

Please tell me if anything is off, I haven't written for a male reader before but I'd love to add some diversity into fics for folk! So please feel free to send criticism or tips ;3

Lil short but this was very fun! I love human Miles and jealously 😈

Human Quaritch X Male Reader

You'd been at the base long enough to get closer to the regular faces. Folks that tended not to go home after rotations, the ones that lingered here on the moon planet year after year.

Year one you'd caught the eye of the Colonel. You were to die for and he staked a claim early on. Not that you minded, you were equally pulled in by his charms. Plus the advantages of dating such a powerful man.

Whether you were in the gym together admiring his physique or feigning indifference when he got you your tattoo, you were inseparable. Well as inseparable as you could be, down side of dating the Colonel was his schedule.

He'd make it up to you tracing your tattoos or pulling you away some place private but he'd been sent off on a longer mission. Just one week away but it was more time then you'd ever spent apart.

You dejectedly poked at your evening meal. Just 3 more days you repeated in your head, a little mantra to get you excited. He'd be back soon and in the meantime it wasn't like you were without friends.

The rest of the group jostled around, loud laughs and crude jokes filling your heart. You'd always been quiet popular around base and didn't have too much trouble making friends in any field.

"Y/n!" Lyle sang in front of you. "Someones looking down!" he joked, earning a kick under the table. Lyle laughed hard as you glared at him. It wasn't a secret that you were Quaritch's boyfriend just weren't keen on being teased tonight.

You'd invited him to join you and your friends for meal. Not everyone was always so keen to be chummy with the bosses right hand guy but you liked Lyle. He was a laugh a minute and you needed that right now.

"Aww does our friend need some company." Another guy chirped in, a newby you'd tried to shake loose earlier. His arm slinking over your shoulder as his face drew closer. His breath fanned over your ear and you shuddered. "I can keep that bed warm."

"Not a chance." You sneered pulling yourself free, knocking him back a little. He wobbled on his chair gaining a laugh from your actual friends. Well everyone bar Lyle, if looks could kill this guy would be better off out there in the jungles alone.

You caught his eye and his expression shifted immediately, laughing along with everyone with little mirth. Soon enough good chat and jokes had washed away any bad feelings and you were about to head off.

"See you tomorrow Y/n!" You friend chirped, clasping your hand and tugging you into a quick hug. You said your good nights, friends jostling you about as everyone parted.

Still feeling a little giddy from time spent you turned to Lyle, frowning as you caught a tight expression.

"You alright man?" You quizzed, frowning at him.

"What? huh, yeah fine." Lyle grinned before waving his good bye. You left feeling a little stunned but far to tired to probe further.

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The next day passed in a blur. Tasks to be done, things to sort out, all normal until you spied Lyle. He jogged down the hanger bay bellow you, towards the landing area.

Odd, your sure the science team hadn't made a move to head out. Lyle wasn't often out for missions with any other group so you followed round the catwalk.

You almost called out when you saw him talking to Quaritch but stopped yourself. You were too far up to hear whatever words passed but the face Miles pulled concerned you. What on Earth could have him so furious so quickly.

You fought it better not to rush to him immediately, better to wait for whatever it was to cool off. You didn't see him again until after you'd showered.

You exited, the steam rolling after you as you entered the bedroom. Quaritch sat on your desk chair, elbows resting on his knees, jaw ticking. His icy eyes lifted to you and you smiled at him.

There was a glow to his skin, warmed by the sun and his body was still shining with a thin layer of sweat from the heat. He didn't return the smile, simply pulling you against him in a rough embrace. You couldn't help but melt against him.

You both remained that way for a moment before he pulled back, taking you chin in his fingers.

"Who are these friends of yours?" He spoke, voice stern and commanding. You were confused a moment, until you remembered the face Lyle had pulled at dinner.

"Wait are you jealou..." You began, his lips smashing against your own before you could continue. His kiss was rough, biting, far more demanding than normal. Still you couldn't help but nip his lip as he pulled you closer to him.

He growled, separating from the kiss but keeping his forehead to yours.

"You know what boyfriend means right?" He kept his gaze locked on yours. You rolled your eyes, hands linking behind his neck.

"Yup, means I push off losers who flirt with me." You answered, leaning in to capture his lips again. Miles' hand slipped round to hold your face, the other still at your bare hip, pulling your chest to his.

You let him deepen the kiss, slipping his tongue past to taste you, his grumbling turning to a moan. You pulled back again, lips just brushing as you spoke again.

"Lyle and you are over reacting, those guys are my friends and that asshole's got nothing on you. Your mine." You assured, watching his pupils blow out. Darkening eyes stared back hungrily as you smiled back.

"Your early by the way, I missed you." You continued before your breath stuttered. Miles bent low, taking you by the knees making you wrap your legs around his waist. He mouthed against your throat, sucking at the tender skin as he walked you back towards the bed.

"Missed you more."

[softhairedhotch]

omg speaking of male ocs/reader . i just wanted to share about this One trope that got me CRAZYYY is secret relationships... the one's where aaron and oc are like pretty much dating but are trying to keep it a total secret from the rest of the team because #professionalism.... but they keep making little slip ups bc they're just so in love 😭😭 i think its just SOOO CUTE 😭😭😭

N THIS ONE SCENARIO THATS STUCK IN MY HEAD is like oc ended up sleeping over at aaron's place then in the morning his phone rings. but male oc doesn't realise that it's AARON'S phone (and not his) so he answers half asleep. but then on the other end of the line is another team member who's like "oh sorry- thought it was... i must have dailed the wrong number- wait... 🤨🤨" then male ocs like HORRIFIED and aaron soon wakes up to the sound and he's also SHOCKED but he tries to put on his #serious professional gruff voice and coming up with some excuse like they drank last night and then dozed on the couch or smth 😭😭 then subsequently aaron n reader have to keep defending themselves by saying it was just a #bro activity and that's they're just Bros n nothing more

my god... just thinking about how cute aaron is when he's flustered 😭😭😭 like how he has the 🥺 eyes but tries to cover it up with a 🤨😐🙄 "i don't know what you're talking about . can we talk about work now". LIKE the episodes when the team teased aaron when he was going out w beth My GODDDD HES SOOOO ADORABLE WHEN HES IN LOVE 😭😭😭😭 like his boyish grin n the way his face crinkles... i cannot deal with this

- 🤲

yesssss i LOOOVEEEE secret relationships sooo much, especially when it's like cute lil gestures during work or getting each other coffee n kissing when no ones around or cuddling at work bc they have to share a room and no one's gonna know <33 (unless one of the team happens to burst into the room bc they think aaron or the oc is in trouble somehow 🤭🤭🤭 and sees them snuggled up on the bed all cute 🤭🤭🤭 as they're holding their gun bc they think they were gonna find an unsub with them or them missing but noooo they're just wrapped up allllll cute in each other's arms 🤭🤭🤭)

OUGH I LOOOOOOVE THAT SCENARIO!!!!! heheh i love the idea of penny calling and being like "hey sir i- wait a moment i thought i called- no i know i did bc he's on speed dial so that means- oh my GOD you and boss man are CANOODLING" and oc/reader is just like "nonono i accidently slept here!!" n she's like "WHY WERE YOU THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE 🤭🤭" and aaron wakes up n takes the phone and is like "he came over to help me with jack and we drank a lil now we're asleep on the couch" and idk if she'd do this fr but maybe penny can track the phone real quick and she's like "then why does it say you're in the bedroom rn 😏" LMAOOO and bless them they're just trying sooooo hard to brush it off!!!

"we're just brooooos man bros gotta cuddle the homes sometimes!!!" 😭😭 it'd be lowkey so funny if oc is just like "don't you think aaron deserves a cuddle or two, guys? it ain't gay i swear man he's just in need of some love from the homies yknow. hey morgan maybe you should snuggle him next-" "absolutely not" "-i'm sure he'd love that! he just needs some loving, man" LMAOOO

and yesssss they'd tease his sooooo much <333 he'd get all flustered bless him and it'd be adorable and he'd be wanting to tell everyone they ARE together bc he wants to show oc off sooo much and give him work smooches and just be like "yeah this is MY BOYFRIEND!!!!" bc he's soooooo cute and in love but for now he just gets used to the teasing from the team (dave and penny mostly, but sometimes emily and spencer catch him off guard) hehe <3 it'd be like that scene where rossi looks at him once and just KNOWS he got a date with beth or something hehe and he goes "attaboy 😏" after he confirms he has!!! OUGH i neeeed him to smile like that at the thought of dating me SO MUCH and for rossi to be proud AHHHHH

and just the idea of a male oc making him all smiley and goofy and happy again <33 he kinda becomes how he used to be again GODDD like he's just happy again GODDDD 😭

his SMILE DJSKDJ GODDDDDDDD I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOOOOOOOVE HIM

also i currently have like 5 male oc's written up for him (like fics planned out or ideas for it) LMAOO they're all mostly from when i was in the fandom in 2021 but i wanna go back to the ideas sooooooo much 😭 and i made a new one a few days ago for a lil one chapter fic i wanna post hehe, it's so dramatic tbh but seems to also end in smut LMAO so hopefully i can get it out sometime 💪just need to write aaron being gay without it being reid or morgan amen (even tho i LOVE hotchgan)

thank you sm for the ask hehe <3

[fukuokanodivision]

Mai’s Thoughts On Shinagawa Division

Ritsuko Okada

“Okada? She’s the ‘cold boss lady’ Onii-san mentioned, Creepy~…Aside from his findings, I know little to nothing for her. Yeah, She‘s one of Chuohku’s most powerful scientists…That’s it. Hm, Would it matter if Okada was defeated in the DRB? That would get a scare out of Shinagawa, Especially Chuohku losing their ‘beloved science asset…’ I’ll be prepared anyways. Maybe Kobayashi’s on my nice list for now, Now let’s see if Okada can pass that test first.”

Miho Kobayashi

“Kobayashi, She’s a nice lady~! It sucks her wedding lasted short, We didn’t have enough time to get in 2 performances… Aside from the niceness, Both Shinagawa and CodeX are probably lucky to have someone like her on their roster. ‘Iron Maiden?’ Even the MC name is brilliant! I’m idolizing way too much on her, Aren’t I…? Anyways, I can’t wait to see her in the DRB. One of these days, I’ll muster up the courage to face her. Her division? That’s a story for another time, Hehe~!”

Sumire Shinomiya

“Shinomiya, Should I be wary? Nah~. We’ve got ourselves a trickster here, How fun…The Scorpion Den, Here in Fukuoka? Even more intriguing! These surprises are endless, Heh~! Diabla? Never heard of it, Though my curiosity is piqued. My minds made up, Shinagawa’s getting more interesting by the minute. You know what, It’s time for a road trip! I’ll grab Onii-san and Yuno-chin, Maybe we can uncover the place? Or maybe…Find some secret advantages we can use to turn the DRB on its side somehow~…!”

CodeX

“Shinagawa Division, They’re as exciting as Saitama even… I hear they’re the next ‘technology themed’ division around here, Hm? So Pixel Syndicate doesn’t get all the glory after all…Let’s get down to business here. I’m excited, Really excited~. I’ve never really seen them in action, However my instincts say otherwise. I think they pass for a solid team in my books~. Overall, It’ll be fun to play with these guys. There not average puppets…More so, Marionette’s I’m thinking now…”