#today was busy as hell so I didn't have a bunch of time to work on this tomorrow's one will be better

[isaactheowl]

@nottoxicfr This is my dizzember day 2 art todays prompt is father

So I drew so badguy holding what imagine younger dizzy would look like

[alastor-simp]

Enchanting Lullaby - Insomniac Alastor x Sea Siren Reader

❥Summary: Everyone in the hotel knows that Alastor does not sleep, but what happens when he seeks you out and makes a request only you can provide for him.

❥Tags: Alastor x reader, sea siren, siren reader, insomniac, insomniac alastor, alastor does not sleep, fem reader

❥Notes: I am OBSESSED with siren songs. I find them so hypnotic and beautiful, so I wanted to write a story with a siren reader with Alastor. Wanted to give a shoutout to my friend ValerieWinks777 for helping me with this story. I recommend checking her out on Wattpad, she does amazing Alastor x reader stories.

Spending years in hell, forming unbreakable deals and ripping apart demons in his broadcasts have harden Alastor to put aside certain feelings and tasks, including sleep. Well, he used to sleep during the time when he was alive, honestly he is surprised he even could after all the horrible murders he committed. He didn't just decide one day that he wasn't going to slumber anymore, this change started slowly. Indulging gleefully in the wrath he enjoyed created new enemies, enemies he knew posed no threat, but the longer that list got, the less often he slept, as he rather stay awake and attack them head on if any of them even considered wanting to mess with the radio demon.

A couple days after the extermination war and rebuilding the hotel, it had gotten surprisingly more busy with new demons arriving to gander at the hotel, and possibly consider joining. Charlie had been working like a mad women, tending to make sure everything was perfect for the guests and also trying to lessen some of the workload on the others. She greatly appreciate everything that happened before, so she didn't want them lifting a finger with anything. Alastor, however, was not one to just stand there and not offer his assistance. He may still consider the hotel a bunch of wack-a-doo nonsense, but he has grown fond of Charlie and her beliefs, also considering how much of a gentleman he was, he wasn't going to let poor Charlie do everything herself. Charlie waved her hands in the air, saying profusely that it was okay and Alastor didn't need to help, but Alastor was persistent. "Ah ah ah. Charlie, my dear. As the facility manager of the hotel, it is substantial for me to offer my assistance. Now then! What humble tasks need to be dealt with?" Alastor said with a smile, as he bent down, putting his face closer to Charlie's. Charlie gave a sigh and small smile back to Alastor and told him of the assignments that needed to be done for today.

Alastor went about and began completing each task, stockpiling the drinks for the bar, making sure the rooms were all spick and span, obtain groceries for the kitchen and also prepare dinner for later tonight. Alastor had finally reach the end of the tasks and softly heaved a sigh. Performing small things like this was nothing to him, as he preferred to finish the job quickly and properly and not dwindle on it, but he had used a great amount of his powers to fulfill each one of them, causing him to feel more drained then usual. Alastor, for the first time, felt the need to take a good due rest, but he knew it wasn't going to be easy since it has been a millennium since he last slept. Pondering through his thoughts, he came up with an idea that could help him, as he made his way upstairs.

Knocking on your door, Alastor patiently waited, as the door to your room opened, with you standing on the other side of it, wearing your cozy pajamas. You looked up at Alastor with a smile, head tilted to the side. "Oh good evening, Al. Is there something you needed?" Alastor smiled down at you, showcasing more of his teeth. "Yes, my dear! I have encountered a bit of a dilemma and I need your assistance with the matter. Would it be alright if you could come to my chambers?" He observed your eyes glaze with confusion before you nodded your head, and walked out of your room, closing the door behind you. Alastor had hooked his arm with yours, as the both of you walked towards his hotel room.

Upon entering his room, you glanced around his room, admiring the pocket dimension he had created. It gave a calm tranquil vibe in the room, along with the static music playing from the radio in his room. Al had said nothing when the both of you had entered his chambers, and you wondered if he was displeased with something. "Um.... Am I in trouble?" You question him, twiddling your fingers together. Alastor quickly turned back around to face you, eyes widen before going back to normal, while a soft smile was placed on his face. "Heavens no! You are no form of trouble my dear, I can assure you. There is just something I need from you however." He walk closer into his room, removing his coat jacket and setting it on the chair next to his desk, revealing his red striped shirt that was hidden. He ventured closer to his bed, removing his black shoes before taking a seat on it while crossing his legs. His eyes went back up to look at you, extending his hand out, inviting you to join him.

Your face flushed for a bit, as you made your way over to where Alastor resided, taking a seat on his bed, facing him. The both of you sat in silence, before Alastor broke it. "If my memory serves me correctly, your demon form is similar to that of a sea siren. Am I correct, my dear?" He turned to face you, peering down at you while you looked at him. Your answer to his question was a small nod. "Splendid! That will be quite useful for me!" Alastor seemed almost giddy with joy, making you feel a bit confused. "Can I ask a question?" You asked Alastor. Alastor continued to stare at you, telling you to go ahead. "Why is my nature going to be beneficial for you?" Alastor eyes gazed into yours, as they were filled with confusion. Heaving a sigh, Alastor slowly grabbed your hand, giving it a soft squeeze. "As much as it pains me to say this, but I need your help, darling. I am aware of the soothing hypnotic voices of sirens, how there gorgeous songs allure sailors. I am asking you if you could sing for me, my dear." Alastor smile almost dropped a bit, his face holding a slight melancholic look as he continued to stare at you. You continued to look at him, before you asked him why you needed to sing to him.

Alastor heaved another sigh, rubbing his hair with his other hand. "It has been a drastically long time, since I have enjoyed the comforts of my own bed. However, falling asleep has not been an easy task for me, and along with the chores that I have completed for sweet Charlie. I crave a good rest now more then ever." Upon observing his face, you noticed the dark circles that appeared underneath his eyes. His smile as well seemed a bit forced, almost as if he was having a hard time keeping it up. Your heart ached for him, as you placed you squeezed his hand that was still holding yours. "I will help you Alastor, but there is something you have to do for me." Alastor raised an eyebrow at you, asking what it was that you needed. "Well, could you use your powers to soundproof the room? My siren voice may reach the others, and cause them to fall asleep as well." SNAP! Within an instant, Alastor had snapped his fingers, preventing any sound from reaching out the room.

With a nod of your head, you moved further back on the bed, waiting to make room for your transformation. A dark light enveloped your form, as your body became covered in black and white scales, and your legs had morphed together into a long mermaid tail, causing your pajama pants to slide off. Alastor continued to gaze at you in amazement, finding your form truly haunting while incredibly beautiful. Once you had completed your transformation, you leaned back against the pillow, raising both your hands up towards Alastor. Alastor stood stiff, confused at your actions. "Come here." you said, keeping your arms stretched out. Alastor realized what you meant, his cheeks become a tad flushed. "M-my dear, there is no need-" His words were cut off, as you pulled him down. His head had landed on your chest, as his whole body was placed on top of you, with his legs rested on your lower tail. Your arms wrapped around him, placing one against his hair, giving it a rub. "Shh its alright Alastor. I just want you to be comfortable okay?" Alastor hadn't moved when he was on top of you, apparently not use to actions like this. His body soon began to relax, as he nuzzled closer into your chest, moving his arms to wrap them around your back. His actions caused a soft smile to appear on your face, as you continued to play with his hair. "I'm going to start singing now, are you ready?" You looked down, waiting for his answer. Alastor peaked one of his eyes out from your chest, giving you a small nod. Giggling at his cuteness, you moved the hand from his hand to rub at his cheek, before placing it back on his red locks.

Taking a few deep breaths, you leaned your head back against the pillow. Soon, you opened your mouth, and began to sing.

(THIS SONG IS SO SOOTHING, I LOVE IT!!)

𝄞 Upon one summer's morning, I carefully did stray

Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay

Conversing with a bouncing lass, who seemed to be in pain

Saying William, when you go, I fear you will never return again

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

His hair it hangs in ringlets, his eye as black as coal

My happiness attend him wherever he may go

From Tower Hill to Blackwell, I'll wander, weep and moan

All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My name it is Maria, a merchant's daughter fair

And I have left my parents and three thousands pounds a year

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea

While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn

And firmly pray, arrive the day, he's never more to roam

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold 𝄞

Your beautiful song had ended, leaving the room in a calming silence. Looking down, you motioned your head to look at Alastor. His head was still nuzzled on your chest, the one eye that had peaked to look at you had closed. His breathing was slowed and he was letting out small static-like snores and a few purrs. Smiling warmly, you leaned closer to his head, giving it a soft kiss. Your hand left his head, and began to reach for the blanket nearby on the bed, motioning it to have it lay over both you and Alastor. You placed your hand back on his hair, giving it a comforting rub, as you leaned back against the pillow, whispering, "Good night Alastor."

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[a-998h]

Hey! It’s 🍉-Anon! I’ve been gone for a while, so I was wondering if I could request a SAGAU?? If I’ve already requested that’s fine, I can wait 🙂

Basically Teen!Reader was hanging out with whichever character, and in the spur of the moment they call the character Mom/Uncle/Dad/Auntie/Cuz(short of cousin) instead of by their name

Like for example, with Itto they were cheering for his bug, and in this case he won, so they yelled while hugging “You always win Uncle!” And after realizing they called him that, they pause before trying to escape- but Itto’s already put them in a bone-crushing hug

another Example, Reader is training with Ei when they say “Mom I’m so exhausted, can we stop yet?”

And a last example is Reader hanging out with Wanderer when they insult him, but call him Cuz in the same sentence

And like a bunch of other characters, and you can pick what title Reader accidentally calls them 🫠

Anyways, I hope you can do my request, take your time, and thank you!

-🍉 ANON

Author's note: sorry I've been inactive for a bit. Life has been busy. This fic does connect with Teen God! Reader.

Characters: Ei, Itto, Wanderer, Neuvillette, Ningguang

______________________ Ei

The archons had shared custody of you, and they each taught you different things that would be useful as a god. Venti taught you the arts, Zhongli taught you history , Nahida taught you science, and Ei taught you about weapons and battle tatics. It was her turn for custody, and she had started you on polearm training. She, of course, was a tough trainer. Your routine with her had you training for hours, and you didn't like it at all. You have to use a weapon you've never used before, this training lasts hours, you are sort of lazy, and wanted to explore Inazuma all day, damn it! But, Ei doesn't relent Ei "Today, will be a sparring match between you and I." Reader *sarcasm* "That's totally a fair fight." Ei "Child, I do not appreciate your sarcasm."

*hours of sparring later*

Reader *heavy breathing and sweaty* “Mom I’m so exhausted, can we stop yet?”

Ei freezes. She has been called many titles over her long life, sister, Baal,Beelzebub, Raiden,Kagemusha, but never mom. It made her feel warm, and fuzzy... so naturally this emotional closed off woman doesn't know what to do. After Yae explain Ei is not dying, and gives advice, Ei has a better grasp of the situation.

Meanwhile, you're embarrassed as all hell. She takes her new role seriously, and gets stricter, somewhat. Training is toned down, limiting the number of desserts, no hanging out with that werido Itto, stick by her or Sara in public, etc. While you want to be swallowed by the ground, she is trying to be a good mom. She will now only respond to mom, unless she has to look like the strong archon she is for the public. She will ignore you if you call her Ei, and she will be unintentionally petty about it.

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Neuvillette

Yeah, Furina only has archon custody rights, on a technical level. She's more fun sister than responsible guardian, that's what Neuvillette is for. Most of the draw, you're hanging out with the Melusine, drawing, reading, walking tea times, or whatever keeps you busy while he's working. Today, Furina forced him to take a day off. His eye bags were darker than Collei's backstory, sleepier than Sayu, and Furina thought he really needed to see the sun and fees air again. Now, he's taking you on a day trip around the city. You two spent the day in a botanical garden, eating a nice lunch, and exploring the city, and now you're both stargazing.

Neuvillette *sitting on the blanket and pointing to a constatation* "That is Leo Minor, the sister to Leo Major." Reader *looking in awe*

Neuvillette *pointing to another constatation* "That is Lepus, the rabbit."

Reader *still looking at the stars* Neuvillette *smiling* Reader"Thanks for spending today with me, dad."

Neuvillette freezes. He is not good with emotions, but Furina has helped a bit. The feeling of being called dad is nice, he thought you would call him grandpa due to him being centuries old. Now, he tries to be a good dad for you, being a good mix of strict and fun. Furina helps him with the emotional stuff, and he smiles as you two interact, feeling warm agian. Like Ei, he will now only respond to dad in private, it's still Monsieur Neuvillette. He does notice how embarrassed you were, but it still makes him feel warm on the inside.

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Ningguang

She has rich auntie vibes, like the stereotypical rich auntie, minus the shit talk and comparisons. How you ended up in her care, you have no idea. You just want to hang out with Xingqiu & Chongyun, but instead your being taken around Liyue Harbor on a shopping spree. She is going to take you to the Liyue Opera, but you need a nice outfit to wear. You're being taken around to different shops, and you're getting tired. Ningguang "This fabric is nice, but the colors don't compliment your skin tone." Reader *Tired and staring into the middle distance out of boredom*

Ningguang *going on a fashion tangent while looking for the best outfits for you*

Reader "Auntie, I'm tired and bored. Cab we just pick an outfit and go?"

Ningguang finds the perfect outfit, and buys it. She pretends not to hear you, but she does smirk at your bright red face. She has been called many thing, but never auntie. She knowns you're probably blushing, and worried you just embarrassed her. She leads you out of the shop, and gives you reassurance that you didn't embarrass her in public. From now on, she will fill her role as rich auntie. Buying you gifts, trying to match make you, slipping you some mora, and stuff like that. She will respond to her name, but she will incourage you to call her auntie. She shares good advice with you, and is making sure you find a good partner. Her current choices are Xingqiu, Yun Jin, Gaming, and Xianging.

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Itto

You had escaped Sara and ran to Itto so you could have so real fun. It was a wonderful sunny day, and you two were being menaces. It started off with you two buying and eating snacks, playing with Ushi and other kids, trading card games, and avoiding being caught by Sara or Thoma. As you both ran away from the blonde housekeeper of the Kamisato estate, with you on Itto's back of course, you somehow ended up in a beetle fighting tournement with a bunch of 10 years.

Itto is battling a 10 year old girl, while you cheer for him. Normally, he loses his beetle fights. But, your cheering and platoic love fuels him, and he wins. He cheers and brags, happy he finally won. Itto "Oh yeah! I won! I am the onikabuto tournemeant king!" Reader “You always win Uncle!” And after realizing you called him that, you took pause, then your face goes red. You both know what just happened, and you're now trying to escape from Itto's reach. But, you still get stuck in a bone crushing bear hug. Now, he demands to be called Uncle Itto in eeyr context. He takes his role as fun uncle seriously. Remeber when grunkle Stan said, "this seems like the kind of thing a responsible parent wouldn't want you doing, good thing I'm an uncle!" Yeah, that is uncle Itto's motto now and forever so long as you're his nibling. You get to eat and do many things that Ei, Thoma, and Sara woul say no to. Stuff like, eating sweets in the morning, playing games and no tiring training. You get to wild and free, until one of the people you're both avoiding finds you and drags you back. ____________________________________________________

Wanderer

Oh god, you two are meneces to each other. Nahida loves you both as family, yet she is 🤏 close to having Cyno murder the pair of you. When Nahida and Alhaitham leave you two in a room for a short as 2 minutes, you'll both somehow look like you wrestled a hilichurl. It drives every authority figure nuts, be cause you two have no care for social settings. Now, at this point you're left alone with each other to try and become more civil. Only because you both had an insult battle in the streets of Sumeru City.

Wanderer *Glares at Reader*

Reader *Glares at Wanderer*

Wanderer "Cry baby!" Reader "Goblin man!"

Wanderer "Deranged god!"

Reader "Tiny choas man!" Wanderer "At least my fashion makes sense!" Reader "Aww, tiny goblin mad, Cuz?" You both pause, realize what happened and both want to be swallowed by the ground. Then, you both start cackling like a pair of lunatics. Now, you two get along like a house fire. You both now call each other "Cuz" when playfully insulting each other. The adults in your lives are happy you get along, but they're now mad you two act even more menece like. You both only do it when you're alone, having Alhaitham scold you both was not fun. All an all, you two cause problems are love it.

[bunnypeew]

Wicked little thing - Alastor x Gn!reader NSFW

warnings: NSFW, MDNI pls thank you,, possessive Alastor, pet names, established relationship, doesn't really have a plot just smut dom!Alastor, sub!reader

okay so this is gonna be NSFW I am aware that Alastor is ace but Id like to say that it is a spectrum and a lot of people who are ace themselves also write NSFW of Al, but in case anything happens I'll be happy to take it down also the outfit is primarily like shorts/miniskirt and a shirt with a boob window

Today was a peaceful day, well at least as peaceful as it could get in hell anyway, Y/n was getting ready in their room in the hotel, they weren't sure of what to wear so they opted for a pretty open outfit since it was hot that day, not thinking one bit about what other people might think, the important thing is that they were comfortable. So they went down to the lobby to get some errands from Charlie for the day, she was hanging out at the bar with Husk and Vaggie talking about god knows what but as soon as she saw Y/n coming in her direction she perked up ready to say hi to them

''Oh hi Y/n!! Good morning!! You came down to get some errands I presume?,,

she said excitedly taking them by the hand to greet them even more, they couldn't help but smile at her excitement

''yeah ahah, hope I'm not interrupting anything tho,,

she shook her head smiling looking back at them with kind of a serious face even tho it was still filled with excitement

''Okay so I need you to do some errands outside in cannibal town, you know how the people helped us and everything id like for you to give this to Rosie! sadly I'm too busy to do it myself I hope Its not a bother,,

''not at all, don't even worry about Charlie I will go there right away,,

they say taking said thing from Charlie's hands and heading out of the Hotel. As they arrived at cannibal town it took them a while to remember where Rosie's emporium was but as soon as they found they sighed in relief. It's not like they didn't like cannibal town, hell Alastor was a cannibal so it wasn't that, it's just that being outside with a bunch of people around made them uneasy.

As they enter the emporium they hear Rosie talking to someone so they walk towards the voices to find Alastor is the one she was talking to, they weren't surprised at all, Rosie was one of Alastor's dear friend so it was usual for them to be talking. They put all their attention towards Rosie not even noticing how Alastor was gripping his staff a little too tight

''Hey Rosie! I came here to give you something Charlie wanted you to have! here!,,

they say giving them the thing from their hands, Rosie was really happy and thanked them profusely also asking them if they wanted a pinky finger or something, but they declined kindly. It was at this point that Alastor got up from his seat, planting a hand on Y/n waist a little roughly

''My dear Rosie, it was a pleasure speaking to you but it seems that me and this little thing have to be going! till next time!,,

and like that shadows engulfed them making them appear in the shared bedroom they had at the hotel. Alastor then with one hand rotates them around roughly, putting one hand under their chin and pulling their head up to look at him while the other one digs in their waist. Y/n was confused at this little aggression that Alastor was displaying, it was not like it at all

''Don't I always tell you to be careful my dear, mh?~ what is going on with this distasteful outfit you are wearing, how many people looked at you,,

Y/n looked him in the eyes understanding what was going on: He was jealous and nonetheless possessive they didn't say anything, wanting Alastor to get even more worked up over how they looked today. Seeing this Alastor pushes them onto the bed and places himself between their legs, one hand digging into their hip while the other one is around their pretty little neck

''not replying now are we, pet?~ Let's see how much you can hold in your words, shall we?..

with that, he roughly took off their pants and slipped out his cock then pushed it all in one thrust, this made Y/n whimper with their mouth closed not wanting to give up on being a brat just yet. Alastor was going rough, hard and fast savouring every thrust, still holding on to their neck, the other hand claws digging deeper in their hip with each thrust

''you belong to me, do you understand that pet?~,,

he says waiting for an answer from them, when he doesn't get one he slaps their ass making them moan out loud, he then gets his face closer to theirs to whisper in their ear

''I want an answer my love~,,

they moan putting both their hands around the hand that Alastor had around their necks, they decide they've been a brat enough, after all they didn't want the radio demon to get even more aggressive

''Yes Alastor,,

he then smirks and kisses them on the neck going back to his pace now a little slower and softer

''Good pet,,

he says now kissing them on the neck and savouring every moan that comes out of their mouth. He then starts going even faster when he starts reaching his climax, his hands both on their hips digging into their skin, and finishing in them with one last hard thrust. He then flops himself on their chest breathing heavily

''Sorry I made you mad Al~,,

they say now in a soft voice, putting their hands in Alastor's hair to stroke at his deer ears, this makes him hum softly

a/n: I LOVE ALASTOR WITH MY ENTIRE BEING!! and him being possessive wowie sign me in!!! hope you guys liked this and remember my requests are now open in case anyone wants to suggest a prompt!!

[ccswife]

Oh No..

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part 4: is it working?

previous

pairing๛: kate martin x iowau!reader

synopsis๛: kate catches you watching your saved edits of her

warnings: slight angst (barely)

not a lot of dialogue in this one, but low-key proof read :D

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It's sunday morning, and you wake up to a bright ray of sun in your face, peeking through the barely-shut curtains. turning over in your very, very warm bed, you notice the time on your phone.

as well as some notifications..

9:23AM

notification center

3 messages from bear🐻

[goodmorning star sunshine!]

[hows the hangover?]

[r u alive]

you reply to her texts and chat for a little bit. she admits halfway through your in-depth conversation about what you drank and what color your throwup was, that she didnt remember anything from last night. ANYTHING. your head was already reeling from the raging hangover you had aquired, and this made it ten times worse. you begin to play a game of eenie-minie-moe with yourself. "do i tell her? do i say nothing? do i ruin it? do i protect my own feelings?" after at least 7 minutes, you come to the conclusion to not say anything. hey, you know what they say! ignorance is bliss!

you climb out of bed and grab some clothes to go take a hot bath. bathes are very good on tense muscles, and aroma-therapy helps to ease anxiety, reduce inflammation and sooth headaches. it was about 10 when you hopped in, and you planned to stay there till the water got cold. after the fact, you showered quickly to wash the grime off and get the hairspray out of your hair. finally getting dressed into a comfy pair of sweats and a oversized shirt, you go to cook some breakfast. cooking breakfast always was a good thinking time for you, as it wasnt super busy in the mornings and you could stand there and watch the eggs or pancakes cook whilst contemplating every decision you have ever made leading up to that moment. todays topic was " what the hell did i do to get into this position with the girl i love!" and it did not dissapoint! feeling that the topic was actually taking years off your life, you decide to give yourself a kate break and call out of work for monday. you used the "im sick *cough cough* and i never take days off!" excuse and it worked surprisingly well!

after a calm morning and breakfast, you chilled on the couch and put on a random show for some backround noise. it was now about 11ish, nearning 12. scrolling through instagram reels, you get a notification that kate posted on her story. (yes, you have her story notifs on.) clicking on the notif, it brings you to her story.

you nearly dropped your phone.

another woman....hiding her face..... LUNCH DATE?!?!?!?!? so shes seeing someone? you've never seen this woman in your life, so obviously a secret. even from you, her best friend. honestly, it took some life out of you. with everything going on between you two, you didn't exactly know how to feel. did you deserve to feel like this, like you had been "betrayed"? part of you knew that that was a little dramatic, but nevertheless still very valid. if there was one thing that Kate and the girls had taught you, its that your feelings will always be valid, whether they change or stay the same. these specific feelings made you lose your appetite, and frankly the will to live. aggressively turning your phone off, you get out of the deep crevice you were shoved in on your couch and make your way back to the bedroom.

"and here, I shall lay"

you dramatically say as you fall onto the bed, draping a hand on your forehead as you do so. you opt to watch "Crazy Rich Asians", just to believe-in some sort of love, and cuddle up in between the sheets. half-way through the movie, you feel multiple buzzes from your phone. opening it up, you see a bunch of texts from a very worried gabbie and caitlin. they know what happened last night, so the story she posted as alarming to them as well.

shhhh🤫

gabbie babbie wabbie

y/n are you alive

sos

hello

caity baby

we saw kates story

obviously its not u cuz ur not tagged

r u ok

gabbie babbie wabbie

lil harsh there cait...

caity baby

whoops sorry

but r u alive

get out of bed

gabbie babbie wabbie

y/n🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

hello🥺🥺🥺

answer pls we miss you and wanna know ur alive

caity baby

y/nnnnnnnnnnn

after scrolling through the messages, you liked a few and explained you were ok, and that you took tomorrow off and are gonna lay in bed for a while. they remind you to eat and be good to yourself and you reluctantly agree and promise to them that you'll comply. finally finishing your heart-wrenching movie, you fall into a light sleep. periodically you respond to your texts, as kate had been texting you quite normally. this includes all the regular nicknames and stupid jokes she always made. you'd be lying if you didn't love the normalcy she was exuding, and that it didn't bring you comfort in your relationship. it just solidified your decision to not tell her about last night, in order to keep what you two have now. you were sure that you could shove all the feelings down and support your long time best-friend in her romantic endeavors (not with you). at about 7 o'clock, kate asked if she could 'stop by' and obviously you agreed.

IF you were being 100% honest with yourself, you were seriously nervous. you hoped that you wouldn't slip about what happened and how you felt about the insta story. at exactly 7:16pm, kate knocked on the door of your apartment and you graciously let her in, immediately being engulfed into a bear hug. she had the biggest smile on her face as she pulled back to look at you.

"hello beautiful" she tucks a piece of hair behind your earn, rubbing her thumb against your blushed cheek. "I missed you today! it feels like its been forever" she pouts at you, doing her signature puppy eyes.

you giggle at her and reply in a blissful tone. "ive missed you too katie bear, how was your day?" pulling away from you, she starts to walk to your bed room, you following close behind. " it was actually really good! I had a really good lunch today. you would've died at how good it was. it was some Italian place downtown." she draws out the emphasis on 'really', and continues to talk as she plops on to your bed. " I went out with my friend nancy, she graduated last year and is interning at a dental place by school" you join her on the bed. "oh yea? is she a new friend?" curiosity killed the cat, but you tried to be as discrete as you could with the tone of your voice. obviously since she was talking about it, she is open to the subject. kate goes on to rant about how she's her new friend, how they met at a coffee place, blah blah blah. then she gets to the surprising part.

"-and then after we talked about edits, she mentioned how she has a whole folder of them! I dont think ive met anyone with a folder of women's ball edits! it was so funny, and then she mentioned how there were a few of me in it! I laughed so hard I-" after she said that you stopped listening and internally crashed out. never met anyone with that?????? does she not remember catching you???? it genuinely boggled you how one of the only people that remembers every single detail about you could forget that. deciding again not to say anything, you mentally join back into the conversation and give her 'mm's and 'ohh yea's to let her know you were acknowledging her rant. the conversation slowly turned into showing each other stupid tiktoks and reels. both of your eyes began to droop, and whilst laying on each other, the two of you fell asleep.

and together you peacefully slept, blissfully unaware of anything else happening in the world

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a/n ◕‿↼ : wooooo finally chapter 4!!!! I finally got a laptop so this is way more fun and wayyy easier to do so im a tad bit more motivated. I know this one wasn't the most exciting and didn't hav much dialogue but there's a lot to come guys dont worry I'm cooking up some good chapters. love you pookies! enjoy pls🤗

[eldritch-spouse]

Okay hear me out-

Obie's first meeting with his future obsession who works as a dishwasher at his favorite place to eat on the surface.

He makes his way to the restaurant after a long day, just looking to order a bunch of food and chow down only to be told they're already closed for the evening.

Obie's upset, hungry, kind of embarrassed, and decides to just go back to his hotel and raid a vending machine. He takes a shortcut through the alley behind the restaurant... Only to run into you. Covered in sweat and grime, sitting on an old crate and taking a much needed break after being on your feet all day, mustering up the strength to get back in there and finish cleaning the dishpit.

You're reading through some ratty old paperback with some music playing softly from your phone; a bag of leftovers that you saved before it was dumped sits next to you.

You notice him, lock eyes, and already know why he's here. "You're a regular, right? I've seen you around before while I was bussing tables. You didn't make it in time, huh?" You hesitate for a moment, contemplating your next action. "You want these?" You say as you hold up your leftovers. "I know how much it sucks to be hungry and have nothing to show for it."

Obie's in shock: you're nice to him, you're listening to good music, AND you've given him food? He can practically hear the wedding bells lol

(I have a lot of experience as a dishwasher in a busy restaurant, and pin let me tell you those alley way hype ups before cleaning the dishpit alone always hit lol)

[Music in general is pretty good for hyping and getting through long hours. Though if you're anything like me, you're really anal about what you pick and end up wasting some time.]

This is such an adorable idea, I'm in love with it.

Obie might actually start showing up late more, sacrificing his chance to eat some of his favorite meals just so he can spend time with you instead, keep you company in those special minutes before you head in, show you new music even.

After the second or third time, he brings you food back, loads of it. You don't really grasp the meaning of it, of this reciprocation. Hell, you didn't even understand the first gesture of courtship you made towards him to begin with. But Obie can pretend, Obie can have this little happiness for himself.

He smiles softly as he watches you eat his offering rapidly, crooked tail wagging slowly as you talk with your mouth full about the dipshit clients you had to face today.

He doesn't even realize what he's doing before the words are out of his mouth.

" You're amazing... Do you wanna come over for dinner tomorrow? "

[slut-4sasuke]

Interrupted Lunch

Pairing: Kiba Inuzuka x Reader

Summary: Kiba is a chick magnet with his new look and he seems to only want one girl

Warnings: SMUT!! f reader

Word Count: 2K

A//N: This is from my wattpad! I have been super busy with work and life. I have also been suffering from writers block!! I have a bunch of work over halfway done or close to being finished. If you guys do like this I have a couple on my wattpad, including this one!🩷

I was next to the window as meat on the grill sizzled and I sat there eagerly waiting to keep on eating. I held my chopsticks ready to grab the beef and immediately put it in my mouth.

Every other table in Yakiniku Q's had anywhere from 2-8 people. I sat by myself, the last one at the table, quietly eating. I enjoy being at Yakiniku Q; the food, the people who always came, the warmth of it feeling so much like home. The rest of my friends had all gone to their respective places, but I had nothing to do today. No mission, no hang out, no research to do. I wasn't complaining and I was actually enjoying myself.

A group of girls crowded on the other side of the window. They all were screaming and overlapping each other. I backed away from the window as it sounded like girls were being pushed into it. I widened my eyes as they quickly ran off. "I wonder what that was about?" I say to myself.

I hear the curtain pull to the side and pay it no mind. A second later someone sits next to me, panting, "hey... (Y/N)... i'm... sorry-" he panted each word out followed with a light wheeze. I looked over at him watching him speak and tried catching his breath.

He was cute when he looked disheveled. He didn't wear the fur coat anymore, now it was a black blazer with his fishnets underneath. His hair was laid messy but almost perfect. His red fangs looked like they had gotten longer with his face. He looked like a man more than ever.

I shake my thoughts and smile, "Kiba, what the hell? Are you being chased or something?" I cut him off and handed him my water, not wanting him to pass out, "take your time." I chuckle while grabbing my meat off the grill, eating it. He gulps all the water and wipes his mouth, "actually, yea! These girls have been chasing me all week." I frown and realize that's who the girls were after. "It's not like you would go for the crazy ones anyway." I smile widely. Kiba wraps his arm around my shoulders, "no, never. (Y/N) you're the one who knows me the best." I blush and place more food on the grill. Kiba's nose crinkles. He licks his lips and places his hand on his stomach, "(Y/N)? Would you mind sharing just a bit, these girls really worked up my appetite." His face deepens red in embarrassment and with his other hand he rubs the back of his head. I gesture for him to grab a pair of chopsticks. "So no Akamaru?" I half frown, "he's always with you." Kiba smiled, "since he's gotten so big he's kind of hard to manage and fit in some places. Plus he had to get groomed today." I smile and continue to eat as does Kiba.

"So (Y/N)?" I lift my head and swallow my food. "Yes Kiba?" He plays with his food, "all these girls chasing after me and I literally don't want any, like you said, but I just don't know how to tell the girl I want... that I want her. I run from them to keep chasing after that one." His head laid in his hand as he ended his sentence with a large sigh. I look down, saddened that he had a girl in mind already. I knew I could never stand a chance with Kiba.

"Kiba, if you know what you want then go for it. Nothing should-" my sentence was cut off by Kiba's lips pressing to mine. He holds the back of my neck as he pushes himself over top of me a little. His tongue slides into my mouth and I sigh of relief. I hold his cheeks, pulling him closer. He smiles and his fang grabs onto my bottom lip, pulling softly. I pull away from him, "Kiba..." I catch my breath, surprised by his actions. "(Y/N) I can't hold myself back anymore, we've been best friends forever, we're on the same team, and we know each other so well. I recommend that you and I get familiar." His eyebrow raises and he shows off his teeth.

God! I wanted to just rip all his clothes right here and now.

I grab Kiba by the collar and pull him out of Yakiniku Q's. He follows behind me and I drag him by the group of girls that had been looking for him. They go to say something, but are cut off from them seeing me and Kiba. They scold us and whisper to each other. I pay them no mind and walk down the road to my apartment. "Easy there tiger." Kiba speaks up as my pace quickens.

We stood in front of my apartment door. I grab the knob and Kiba's lips attach to mine at the same time. I throw my keys on the kitchen table. I wrap my leg around Kiba's torso and he grabs my thigh, squeezing it. My shorts roll up with Kiba's touch. He moans against my lips and my body rolls closer into him. My hands find his hair and pull lightly. I feel his shaft press into my core, just fabric separating us. "Kiba, please." I moan onto his lips. He grabs my other leg and wraps it around him, holding my ass in both of his hands.

He walks in the bedroom and he sits on the bed with me on his lap. I grind into his lap earning moans and groans from him. His head tilts back and his mouth widens to moan. I kiss his neck and bite quite hard, Kiba hisses and he digs his claws into my hips. My lips break from his neck and I moan loudly. Kiba smirks and growls. He rips off my clothes and fishnets. I growled as he kept his clothes on. I pull at his shirt and rip his fishnets.

I push him down and lick my lips admiring his chiseled abdomen and sculpted chest. I lean over and kiss the center of his chest. I looked up at him through my eyelashes and he was staring right at me. "I like it when you look at me." His hands run through my hair as he talks to me in a raspy tone. I growl and smile. Leaving a trail of marks and kisses down to the pants line, I tug at his pants. A tent had formed and my oh my did I want it. I lower my face to his pelvis just to see the peak of the curve. My lips water and I pull his pants to drop to his ankles. His length sprang up and I wrap my hand at the base. I lift my head, hovering over his tip, my breath barely touching it. Kiba shutters as he can only feel my cold breath lingering at his tip. I slowly purse my lips together and drop spit onto his head, slowly rolling down his shaft, leaving a glistening trail down to my hand. I smirk and repeat my actions. Kiba grows more eager each moment, his hips buck up and my name leaves his lip every other time.

I stop teasing and wrap my lips around the moistened tip. Lowering my head and moving my hand upwards to meet in the middle got Kiba wild. His hands move to my hair, grabbing handfuls. I smile and continue this motion. After a few pumps, I drop my hand. With my mouth at the tip... I drop my head to meet my hand. Kiba screams, "FUCK YES (Y/N)." His legs lift a little and drop to the floor with a thud. I smile and continue. His hands pull at my hair harder and help guide my head. I move my hand from his shaft and let his hands guide me. He pushes my head to his pelvis and his eyes roll back. His hips thrust up and small gag sounds vibrate against his shaft. Keeping my head down for a few more seconds, my eyes water and my hands grab the sheets outside his legs. I feel his whole length start twitching. He's close and his grip hasn't loosened. I look up at the slits he had for eyes, filled with desire and endless possibilities. I hum to vibrate his shaft consistently and a few moments later Kiba's face washes with pleasure as he releases his cum. He quivers and collapses.

It was my turn for some fun. He had his fun.

With Kiba unaware I was hovering over him, on my knees, I positioned my entrance at the tip of his shaft. Nearly dripping onto his tip, I couldn't wait. I slide myself down his length, slowly, stretching my walls and creating a new sensation of pleasure. Kiba grabs the sheets and slams his hips into mine without me finishing. My hands slam on his abdomen and screams of his name leave my lips. His hips drop to the bed and my hips follow. My toes curl as I feel Kiba brush over my g-spot and hit an even more sensitive spot. "Yes, Kiba, please don't stop." Kiba smirks and grabs my hips and moves them forward and back. My eyes roll back and my walls tighten, I was close. Kiba sniffs the air and growls... He knew too. He adds a few thrusts in the mix as he rocks my hips. "Oh my! Kiba!" "Hold it (Y/N)! I'm so close!" I squeeze my eyes shut as the knot in my stomach only continues to grow.

Trying to keep up with Kiba is a bit tough since he does have the stamina of a wolf... literally.

I dig my nails into his chest dragging them down causing small beads of blood to form. Kiba lifts my hips slightly and slams his into mine. I scream, "KIBA!" as a wave of pleasure washes over me and I cover Kiba with my juices. Kiba also shoots his cum inside covering my walls. Kiba pulls himself out and both of our juices coat each other inside and out.

I lay my head down on Kiba's chest and pant just as hard as he did. I listen to his heart race only a little faster than his breathing. His hand lifted up to my head and rested in my hair. I smile and run my fingers up and down his chest.

It was nice to be able to lay here and enjoy the moment. Nothing to worry about with him right here. Time stood almost still.

Kiba's breath started to regulate and he wraps his arms around me and rolls us on our sides. He sniffs my hair and moves his nose to smell my neck, "you just smell so good." He enjoyed smelling the pleasure he was able to provide. I chuckle and rest my hand on his. My eyes slowly shut.

I was just about to be completely asleep before a loud knock at my door interrupted me. Me and Kiba both shot up. The person on the other side was eager as they knocked again, this time calling me, "(Y/N), open up, we need to ask you something?" It was Shikamaru. I pull a robe over my body and Kiba pulls his pants on. I open the door. "Oh! I'm so sorry to bother." Shikamaru looks at my body only covered in a robe. "It's fine, you aren't interrupting anything." Kiba stumbles through my room and into the kitchen. "I was gonna ask you where-" Shikamaru stops his sentence as he notices Kiba, "where Kiba was" his face flushes red, "but I see. Team 10 and 8 will be meeting up for dinner. You team 8 members are more than welcome to join." Shikamaru rubs the back of his head and raises his eyebrow before walking away. "(Y/N) and Kiba... who would have thought?" He says to himself and I hear as he walks down the hall causing me to smile a bit.

I close the door and smile at Kiba, "well now everyone knows." Kiba chuckled as his back was against my fridge, "is it such a bad thing?" I walk over to him and kiss him holding his cheeks, "of course it's not."

[slamminslamminmcgill]

dropped an ask then had a lightbulb moment so you get to hear it. what do you think about a reader with a Nacho n Lalo sharing situation? Lalo going a bit rough one time [thinking the dacryphilia one!!!!!!!!!], Nacho hearing n coming in n mediating, trying to give the reader comfort by petting their hair or murmuring to them through it, but Lalos busy using them to get off saying “pshhhh it’s fine” n having his way til they’re overstimmed, sobbing into Nachos lap until Lalo finishes, all of them knowing the reader doesn’t get to come even if Lalo goes for round 2 […but maybe Nacho will fix that later ;)]

NACHO GIRLIES I PROMISED I WOULD FEED YOU!!!!!! haven't written him AT ALL since jefe (and he was just There 🧍‍♂️) so this been a long time coming 😌 hehe cumming giggity

this ended up being really long so i put it under a cut. i actually wanted to keep going w/ this so i may add on to it and put it on ao3 later 😳

combining w/ this ask

warning: dacryphilia, degradation, orgasm denial, dubcon

anatomical terms: cunt/dick (reader's), coño/cunt/cock/verga (nacho's), dick/cock (lalo's)

Lalo had invited you and Nacho into his home, welcoming you with open arms. He gave you the grand tour, proclaiming that you both would live like kings in your time with him, and you could see why. His house practically was a heavily guarded castle; only thing missing was a moat. He had introduced you to his staff, his people, and they all were so excited to have you. They seemed like a genuinely nice bunch.

You wondered if they could hear you right now.

They probably could. You weren't exactly quiet, quite the opposite, actually. You were wailing and blubbering as Lalo pounded into your cunt, his coke nails leaving indents in your skin as he gripped the back of your knees.

You were choking back tears, snot, and your orgasm as you begged for lenience. “Lah… *sniff* Lah-loh… Lalo, Lalo, Lalo... Too… *hic* Too much… I can't..."

"Yes you can," Lalo answered for you, "You can take it. You wanna be a good boy for me, right? Then you have to wait for me to tell you. We're not done yet."

You whined and moaned as he continued his onslaught. You were loud. Loudly sobbing and sniffling as he thrusted into you. Loud squelching and skin slapping reverberated around the room. You remembered all those kind people he introduced you to today, and you prayed to God that they were all asleep. You wouldn't be able to bear the humiliation otherwise.

Luckily, they all were. But someone else wasn't.

Nacho couldn't get a wink of sleep. First from anxiety, and then because he heard something. Something that sounded serious. Stupidly, he went to go investigate. He rubbed his eyes, blinded by the light as he cracked open the door to Lalo's room. “Hey, is everything alright? I thought I heard someone cry-" Once he took his hand away from his face, he was then blinded by the traumatizing (to him at least) sight of Lalo Salamanca's bare ass. "Oh my GOD, dude, really?!”

You yelped and buried your face in your hands, embarrassed to be so exposed. Lalo didn’t care. He didn't slow down. He didn’t even turn to look at Nacho. “That’s what happens when you don’t knock, cabrón (asshole)!” He laughed.

“Shit, man, I thought I heard someone crying and…” Nacho got a better look at you and stopped short. Someone was crying. You were crying. What the fuck? What the hell was going on? Was this even consensual? Had Lalo been violating you the whole time you three had worked together? He gulped in fear and tried in vain to question his boss, “Aren’t you going too hard, you think?”

“Nah, he’s fine. He can take it. He likes it rough.” Lalo grunted. He hoisted your legs up onto his shoulders, and used one of his now free hands to reach behind him and beckon Nacho over. “Debes venir aquí y míralo. Verás que lo quiero decir. Él es un putito sucio, no te preocupes. (You should come and watch. You’ll see what I mean. He’s a dirty little slut, don't you worry.)” Lalo stopped moving his hips and pulled your hands away to get your attention. “Look! Say hi to Nachito!" He made you wave at him. "He’s gonna come watch for a bit. You must've been pretty loud to make him worry about you, eh? He just wants to make sure that you’re okay. Can he watch? Just for a little while, nene (baby), I promise.”

Your cheeks were bright red and boiling hot, tears bubbling down that did nothing to quench the flame. You looked over at Nacho, who had a look of genuine concern on his face, and then back up at Lalo, who looked cheery as ever. You sniffled and stuttered your answer, "O-Okay..."

Lalo cackled. "Alright! Now it's a party!" He glanced over his shoulder back at Nacho. "C'mon! Get over here. I won't bite! Well, not you at least. Unless you want me to." He winked and clicked his tongue at him.

Nacho sighed, really regretting his decision to be the hero right about now. Had he just chosen to mind his own business, he could’ve been lying in his room, maybe even asleep and oblivious, getting some decent fucking shut-eye for the first time in his goddamn life. Instead, his big mouth had bought him the brilliant responsibility of babysitting his batshit crazy boss’s bedroom behavior. He could rob the Patrón distillery and it wouldn’t get him enough alcohol to drink this memory away. He approached the bed begrudgingly, arms crossed over his chest. "How do you want me?"

Lalo's hands snuck around your waist and lifted you up, pressing your chest against his own. He spoke to Nacho as if you weren't even there. "Sit behind him. I’ll put him in your lap. And be nice to him, okay? He’s sensitive."

The irony of that statement was not lost on Nacho. He rolled his eyes as he climbed onto the bed, sitting down behind you criss-cross applesauce, y'know, as you do in a completely normal situation like this. Lalo laid you down gently so your head could rest in the other's lap, just like he said. Nacho brushed your hair out of your face, and as your eyes met his, his expression went from frustration to trepidation. At least, that's it looked like upside down. He didn't want to risk making things worse for you, so he mouthed the words: Are you okay? You nodded, and that seemed to relax him a little.

"See? There we go! Everything's fine." Lalo cooed and caressed your cheek. "Are you ready, conejito (bunny)?"

Nacho cringed at the pet name, but you loved it. "Mhm..." you whispered.

Having gotten the green light, Lalo took hold of your thighs, pushed them up to your chest, and got back to work, recklessly pistoning his hips into you like you were nothing more than a hole for him. Like you were a sex doll, a tiny little thing that he could manipulate however he wanted, however would make him feel the best. The new position let him reach even deeper, making you cry even harder. "Ah! Lalo! Lalo! Mmh! F-Fu- *sniff* Fuck... Fuck me! *sniff* Fuck me!"

"I am, sweetheart!" Lalo smiled at you, then Nacho. "See how much he likes this? I told you he's a slut."

As much as he hated to admit it, Nacho was fascinated by this, by you more specifically. There was no doubt in his mind that you were enjoying yourself, but you were crying, practically howling like you wanted it to stop, like you were in agony, but it wasn't agony. It was ecstasy.

For you, at least. For Lalo, it was business as usual. He was definitely enjoying it, but he was eerily calm about the whole thing, barely even breaking a sweat. He could even crack a joke at Nacho's expense. "Si tu coño sea la mitad bueno que esto, tal vez deberé probarlo después, ¿verdad? (If your cunt is half as good as this, maybe I'll have to try it out later, right?)"

Nacho ignored him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a response. He just gazed down it you, almost in awe. He gently stroked your hair, making you nuzzle into his touch as you sobbed. "Does it feel good?" he asked you.

Your eyes slammed shut as you moaned, "Yes! Yes, god, yes! Ah! So *hic* good! So good! *sniff* God... *sniff* it's... *sniff* so... *sniff* good! Fuck me! Fuck me more!" You weren't sure who you were talking to anymore.

Lalo assumed it was him. "Dios mío, muñequito (My god, doll), you are shameless!" He teased, "Now, just because we have a guest doesn't mean the rules change. You can't cum until I say so." He spanked your ass to punctuate his statement, before attempting to engage Nacho in conversation again, "Está tan necesitado. Siempre me está rogando que le deje a venir. Es una lástima que no tengas una verga, si no dejaría tocarte el turno en él. Es lindo, ¿verdad? (He's so needy. He's always begging me to let him cum. It's a shame that you don't have a cock, otherwise I'd let you take a turn on him. He's cute, right?)"

"S-Sí, él es... (Yeah, he is...)" Nacho responded, his eyes not leaving you as you writhed in his lap. Maybe if he stared at you long enough, his eyes would blur out everything but your face, and Lalo and his dick would fade into obscurity.

But they didn't. Lalo's presence only got more intrusive as he neared his peak. "Mierda, estoy cerca... Tan apretado... (Shit, I'm close... So tight...)" He groaned, "Acá, agarra sus manos. Voy a venir dentro de lo (Here, grab his hands. I'm gonna cum inside of him.)" Nacho did as he asked, taking your wrists in his hands, holding you down so Lalo could have his way with you. Lalo sighed in approval at him, "Good boy," and then at you, "You too. Such good boys, the both of you." He stroked your cheek and wiped your tears with his thumb. "I'm gonna cum inside you, pretty boy. Doesn't that sound nice? Gonna be so... ngh... so nice and full... fuck..." Lalo gave a few more hard thrusts before he buried himself inside you, humming as he filled you to the brim with his cum. You trembled and whimpered underneath him, squirming against Nacho's grasp, your dick painfully hard and untouched, longing for attention.

Lalo pulled his cock out, hissing in delight as he watched his cum spill out of you. "Oh, look at that. Gorgeous." He tapped your cheek again so you could open your eyes. "You stay right here. I'm gonna go get us all something to drink, okay?" Lalo kissed your forehead and climbed off the bed, directing his next line to Nacho, "Don't try anything funny, you hear?" He laughed as he cloaked himself in a silk bathrobe and left the room, heading for the kitchen, leaving the door wide open. What? His house, his rules.

You and Nacho stared at each other awkwardly, your chest rising and falling as you worked on stabilizing your breath. How the fuck do you start a conversation after that? Nacho cleared his throat to make an attempt. "So, uh... he doesn't let you finish?"

You shook your head. "N-No... Not until he says so..."

Nacho frowned. "That's not cool..." He listened intently for a second, sighing when he heard movement downstairs. Lalo was gone. Now was his chance. "Here..." He took your neglected dick between two fingers and started to stroke you.

"...Let me help."

[ordinaryschmuck]

So, I finally watched Hazbin Hotel...

Weird, given how I talked about it a bunch. Heck, one of my top rated posts at the moment is my interpretation regarding the fear in Alastor's eyes during his breakdown. But despite having opinions on Hazbin Hotel, I've never really checked the show out, especially as it was coming out. I was kind of waiting for all episodes to get released so I could binge it all in one sitting, but I kept pushing that off until TODAY, and...I have thoughts.

Pros:

Love the animation of the show. Every praise I could give animation is present, with each character being incredibly expressive, their movements fluid, and the animators know when to be stiff for comedic scenes and giving their all for the big musical numbers or action.

I also love the way these characters look. I hear people complain about how overdesigned everything is, and that's valid. I would NOT want to animate this show due to every detail that I'd have to keep track of. But...if we can still praise Spider-Verse despite the animators being under torturous conditions as they make every frame a work of art, we can give the animators the same pat on the back here for making this show look as good as it is. Besides, a few years ago we had people complaining how every western cartoon looks the same. Now we have a show that's the most visually distinct than a lot of animated series coming out today and now we're complaining about that? I'm a man who admires effort more than anything, and while I agree that simpler is better with televised animation, I'm still proud that the animators pulled through in this.

The songs are all great, with personal favorites being "Loser, Baby," "Hell's Greatest Dad," "Stayed Gone," "Hell is Forever," and "You Didn't Know." The weakest one is probably "Whatever it Takes," but it's not really BAD, not me. Just not as strong as the others. I dug this soundtrack and it was the main thing that suck me into this show.

Charlie, as a protagonist, is pretty strong. I love the irony of the daughter of Hell is the nicest person in existence and her frustrations in making the Hazbin Hotel a success a delight because you WANT her to succeed as much as everyone else does. Plus, where most adult comedies make their protagonists cynical a-holes, it's a nice change of pace to have a hopeful one that apologizes as she's fighting people. Love it.

Angel Dust is easy to root for. What he goes through with Valentino is...something that someone like me can't fully grasp and understand, let alone judge. But I personally feel like it does the job to show the tragedy that this character goes through and allows you to root for him to get better.

And I like that Husk is right there to support Angel Dust, being a sort of conscience to protect him despite how much Angel gets on Husk's nerves. I also dig that they grow closer together, treating each other with mutual respect and admiration. It's sweet and I hope things turn out well for these two. Plus, he's voiced by Kieth David. The man can't do wrong.

Nifty is the funniest character in the show, and I will hear no disagreements about it.

Sir Pentious is a lovable loser who's the second funniest character. He reminds me of Papyrus from Undertale, trying so hard to prove that he's strong and powerful only to hilariously fail at every turn. You really root for the guy to get better and feel grateful that he finds happiness in a way I'm not sure anyone could have expected.

Rosie only appeared in one episode, and she's already my favorite. The gal's chipper and supportive towards Charlie, to the point where I completely forgot that she was a cannibal overlord who killed her partner to take full control of the business. Again, I love the irony of characters like this.

Lucifer was more fun than expected. I thought he'd be Mr. Serious, but he's just as bombastic and fun-loving as Charlie and Jeremy Jordan sounds like he's having the time of his life being this character to the point where it's addicting.

Vox has the potential to be a great antagonist and it's a crime that he only has ONE episode with relevance. Hoping he gets more in the future.

And Alastor. I love the concept of a character always smiling with the only thing betraying him are his eyes. As someone who takes joy in facial expressions, I always have a great time trying to analyze a character's restrictions and seeing how they emote, especially when animators and artists utilize a character's eyes to do most of the talking. That's done here in spades, making Alastor more interesting of an evil character as he keeps people guessing with his devious smile, not even dropping it when he's having a mental breakdown.

All and all, I can see how this show can draw in an audience...BUT...

Cons:

The comedy misses more than it hits. The funniest stuff comes from Nifty and Sir Pentious, but other than that, I don't really laugh much with this show. The dramatic moments work decently enough, so that's a pro, but when it's trying to make you laugh, it crumbles for the most part.

The constant swearing does get on one's nerves a bit. Dialogue, more than anything, depends on character. And to have EVERYONE swear almost consistently feels like a misstep. Because if everyone shares a similar level of lingo, then how can you differentiate a character's line on paper. Plus, I feel like it cheapens certain character. Saint Peter, the man who greets you at the pearly gates, shouldn't be another character that goes, "Oh, shit" when him going "Oh, shucks" speaks more about who is compared to everyone else and gives a glimpse into how different Heaven is from Hell.

The dialogue also hurts a character like Adam too. I want to buy that he's Earth's first man, but having him talk like a douchebag rockstar kind of takes me out of it a bit. Like, the way he talks doesn't sound like how the first human being should sound. He sounds like a guy who died in the late eighties, which SHOULD be funny but it's too distracting too much of the time when a character who talks like an old man who's ignorant to modern thinking could have had so much to say about what Heaven deems as worthy to be up above. They nailed the ignorance, but had him speak it in a way that doesn't fit humanity's first man. Maybe less "Call me Dickmaster" and more more "Call me Sir."

Vaggie...is FINE, I guess? But her character faces the same problems as Millie in Helluva Boss, where most of her personality and character is dependent on the relationship she has with another.

I'm also not a fan of Chaggie. I'm sorry. I'm in love with the ship dynamic of the stern, responsible one paired with the bubbly optimist. Heck, I'm a Lumity shipper because of it. But Chaggie just...WHELMS me. I don't hate them together but I'm not foaming at the mouth with each cute scene they share either. Honestly, I ship Charlie more with Emily than I do Vaggie, which...sucks for Vaggie, I guess. But Emily deserves love in her life too, dammit.

And the pacing for this season really is bad. I don't think the problem with this show is that it had eight episodes. Less is more is a phrase for a reason and we don't need twenty episode long seasons for EVERY show. I prefer it, don't get me wrong. Allows characters the a chance to breath and allows the story to take its time more. But what kills Hazbin Hotel's first season is that it feels like a three-season long story just got wrapped up into ONE. I'm sure there's more plans with Heaven, the Vees, and especially Lilith, but to have the season end with the next extermination feels like Avatar ending its first season with Souzin's Comet. There's so much the characters need to do and prepare for in so little time, ending a status quo shaking event, that I feel like a smarter idea would have been splitting this season's story line up into three parts. I mean, unless the cast and crew didn't know ahead of time that they'd only get eight episodes a season, why not have a little faith that they could have split the story up better? Because otherwise, it makes the show feel like it went by way too quickly. Eight episodes isn't a problem, but how they use those eight episodes DO.

So, while I can absolutely see why Hazbin Hotel could have its fans, I can also see how it can put people off. The style and characters work well enough, but the dialogue, jokes, and story need much more polish. It's not the worst, but not the best either. I hope things improve in Season Two and that the show itself can redeem ITSELF in the future.

[asskickedbygirl]

Hey there!

First of all: I love your work, you're doing a great job and I really love your writing style!

I'd like to request something (if you don't want to write that it's cool). I had some kind of a down time for the past few weeks and need something funny/comforting. I thought of maybe reader being a medic on the set of jackass and she and bam and Ryan had a troubled past. So when she sees them she's like "oh please don't get hurt" and the other boys are teasing her like "oh, are you worried about them?" And she's like "god no I don't want to see their faces more than I need to."

And bam or Ryan kinda start to like her and is jealous when the other guys try to flirt with her.

Can end in smut, even though I'm ace and not a smut fan, but the stuff you write is so good, I can totally live with that.

Thanks for your fics and happy new year!

Tell Me

[Ryan Dunn x F!Reader]

A/n: ASSKICKEDBYGIRL WRITING FLUFF FOR ONCE?!?!?!? 😱😱yeah there's a shock. thank you for the req sorry it took me a while to get around to it but thank you for saying that too!!! I've missed writing I wish I didn't have a life.

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"You might be busy today, looks like Bam and Ryan are gonna fuck something up." Jeff tutted, glancing over to where the crew were setting up.

"God I hope they don't get hurt."

Johnny overheard what you said, a smirk appearing on his face as he wandered over to where you and Jeff were stood.

"And why's that? You got a crush? Worrying your pretty little head over em?" He laughed, ruffling up your hair as you tried pushing him off.

"God no. I don't wanna see their faces more than I have to."

Johnny's brows narrowed, unsure of why you had some sort of vendetta against the two buffoons from West Chester.

"They went to high school together." Jeff answered Johnny's confusion for you before leaving the two of you be.

"Ah I see. One of them an ex or something?"

You shook your head, scoffing.

"Definitely not. They were just idiots that's all."

Johnny could tell you were leaving some detail out as you continued setting up your station, the job you were supposed to be doing instead of chatting with the star of the movie.

"Did they pick on you? Cause' if that's the case I can kick their asses for you. We'll call it reparations."

Johnny's sweet talking pulled a little smile from you though you kept your eyes trained on the ground, afraid you might fall into Johnny's sunken ones as crushing on coworkers was totally a no-go in the professional sense.

"No it's okay. They were kind of assholes to a lot of people so it's not really considered picking on me. Just boys being dumb."

Johnny nodded, biting his lip.

"Well hell maybe they've changed, they're only jackasses professionally now!"

You laughed, glancing up to meet Johnny's eyes.

"Yeah, maybe they just keep the assholery for when they're getting paid."

Before you could launch into any further discussion with the heart throb, the two cast members you'd least like to speak to darted over, calling your name.

"Did you miss us?" Ryan laughed, wrapping an arm around you like you were the best of buds.

"Can't say I did Dunn." You awkwardly shoved his arm off of you, trying your best to continue unpacking though Bam sitting on top of your workplace made that rather difficult.

"Oh come on, you had to have missed me after I dropped out!" Bam chuckled, leaning back, Johnny simply observing the mini high school reunion.

"I will say Bam, Raab shitting on those lockers was the best thing he ever did, got rid of the two of you!"

That's when Johnny finally interjected, laughing whole-heartedly and clutching his chest.

"Raab did what?!"

"You don't know this? Raab got expelled for smearing shit on a bunch of lockers so Bam dropped out." Ryan smiled, relishing in relaying the story despite the fact he wasn't actually there to experience it.

"Chris committed a string of shit related crimes but that one was truly the last straw." You nodded, smiling at Johnny's joy.

"Well hey, they were pretty funny, you have to admit." Bam extended his arm, attempting to grasp some humour from you.

"Funny isn't the word I'd use... disgusting seems more fitting. Plus you guys were dickheads back then."

Bam and Ryan matched faces of confusion.

"What are you talking about? We were dumb kids everyone just ignored." Bam said, Ryan nodding along.

"Seriously? You don't remember?"

There was an awkward silence then, Bam and Ryan racking their brains trying to understand what the hell you were on about.

"Remember what?" Ryan asked.

You bit the inside of your cheek, glancing between the two boys and remembering Johnny was right there too, witnessing this strange sort of confrontation. You weren't sure if you really wanted to unload the words that swirled in your head through in your teen years in front of the guy you kinda liked, the idea was not exactly appealing.

"Whatever, forget it." You bit your tongue, grabbing something and pretending you had something else to attend to when you were just desperate to make an escape.

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After that awkward little encounter Bam and Ryan seemed to be making an array of unnecessary visits to your station, pestering you for band aids and asking if random bruises 'looked okay'.

"Bam you've had thousands of bruises in your lifetime, I'm sure you know that looks perfectly normal."

"Alright yeah, I just wanted to come talk to you before Dunn or Knoxville had a chance." Bam pulled down the leg of his pants as your brows narrowed.

"What are you talking about?"

Bam grinned at you, like he knew something you didn't.

"No it's nothing, I just like talking to you."

Bam's glimmering eyes were seeping into you but it wasn't really working, in fact he was becoming more of a nuisance than anything else.

"Well I appreciate the fact you enjoy my company but I'm kinda trying to work here."

Bam rolled his eyes, not giving up.

"Oh come on. No one's hurt you don't have any work to do, just tell me why I was an ass and I'll leave."

As soon as the words left Bam's lips a yell was heard where Johnny was performing a stunt followed by a 'Medic!" shout.

"Fuck." You muttered, grabbing your kit and running over to where Johnny lay clutching his ankle.

"I think I broke it." He spoke through gritted teeth, eyes shut tightly.

You removed Johnny's hand to see the area was already swelling.

"Help me get him to the tent, I have an ice pack there." You called out to someone, Ryan jumping into play as he swung Johnny's arm around his shoulder while you did the same with his other arm, helping him up and steadying him.

A gaggle of people tried to follow you along but you shooed them off.

"He'll be fine, Jeff can you tell everyone to fuck off please?" You called out, Jeff simply shooting you a thumbs up and waving away any stragglers.

As you, Ryan and Johnny eventually made it to the med tent to sit Johnny down, you noticed a stray had followed you along.

"I don't need both of you here." You called out to Ryan and Bam who both pretended to look mightily concerned as Johnny winced and you fetched the ice pack.

"I'll stay." They both said in unison, earning a glare from you.

"I think I can handle a sprained ankle guys, goodbye." You pushed Ryan and Bam out of your tent and closed the curtains, turning to face Johnny.

"Sorry about those idiots, they won't fucking leave me alone." You muttered, removing Johnny's shoe and sock and placing the ice pack on his swollen ankle, causing him to suck sharply through his teeth.

"You think I fucked it up badly?"

"Nah, probably just a sprain even though it might seem a lot worse, you'll have to use crutches for a bit though."

Johnny sighed, looking pissed off.

"Well there goes two weeks where I can't do shit."

There was an awkward silence in the tent then as you kneeled below him, lifting his foot with your hand to elevate it.

"You know they probably like you right?"

"What?" For being so irritated and in pain, Johnny was really gonna bring up Bam and Ryan?

"The idiots. They have massive crushes on you, I know it."

You laughed, shaking your head.

"You're delusional."

Johnny smiled, staring at you below him, rooting through your bag for bandages.

"I think I'm very lusional actually."

"Oh god, lusional? He's losing it nurse this must be something far more serious!" You laughed, wrapping the bandage tightly around Johnny as he laughed too, wincing through the pain.

Bam and Ryan stood outside the tent waiting for you, their ears only being filled with joyous laughter, their teeth now grinding together.

"Think they need help?" Bam folded his arms, beginning to grow impatient.

"She likes him. Of course she fucking does, what girl doesn't like Knoxville." Ryan spat under his breath, kicking the ground beneath his shoe.

"You know, maybe if we weren't such dicks in high school she might give us the time of the day." He added, turning away from the tent to fuck off somewhere, pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

"Come on dude, we weren't that bad." Bam called out but Ryan shook his head.

"Well clearly we were if she can't stand talking to us for more than two fucking seconds." He went off in a huff, regret coursing through his veins at the unknown actions of his teenage self.

Who knew being a bit of a dick in high school would come back to bite you in the ass?

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It was a Friday night and the crew were off drinking at a local bar after a week of filming. Knoxville had been sentenced to two weeks on crutches and so was hobbling around the bar with them while Bam and Ryan were still falling over each other trying to talk to you. You sat in a booth next to Chris, sipping on your vodka soda and trying to ignore the pestering Bam who was getting more and more drunk by the minute when suddenly he spoke your name all serious.

"Just tell me how Ryan and I were such dicks to you in high school and I promise I'll fuck off."

You were pulled away from your lively conversation to be met with yet another awkward confrontation.

"Bam I don't wanna get into this, seriously." Bam threw his arm over your shoulder and pressed his finger against your lips.

"Just tell me! I'm sorry I was an asshole cause' now I really wanna bang you."

"Alright Bam! That's enough of that!" Like a deus ex machina, Ryan graciously came to your rescue, dragging his drunk friend away from you and pushing him towards another group of Jackass people.

Your eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape.

"Sorry about him, whiskey is like his truth serum."

You just shook your head laughing, still in a state of disbelief.

"Well I wasn't expecting a love confession to go like that."

"He has a way with words." Ryan laughed, shrugging.

"I'm going to the bar and am not ordering whiskey." Chris murmured, sliding out from the booth and leaving you and Ryan alone.

"So you and Bam really wanna know why I didn't like you when we were younger huh?"

Ryan took a sip from his drink, trying to act as if he didn't care as much as his inebriated best friend.

"I mean, kinda but- yeah. Yeah we do wanna know."

You laughed, shaking your head.

"Fine, I'll tell you."

Ryan's eyes widened.

"You will?"

"I will. but! only if you tell me one thing."

"Anything, what is it?" Ryan nodded enthusiastically.

"Do you have a crush on me too?" Your smile widened, eyes burrowing into his own.

Ryan laughed awkwardly, eyes spinning around the room trying to avoid your gaze.

"Oh come on, what are we 16?"

"Well you wanna know why I thought you guys were assholes at 16 so?"

Ryan bit his lip, considering his options when he just settled on biting the bullet.

"Fine. Yeah I do have a crush on you. That's why I wanna know why you're not giving me any chances so bad."

You smiled smugly, picking up Ryan's glass of whiskey.

"God this stuff really is truth serum!"

You both shared a moment of laughter before settling down.

"Alright I'll tell you. Sophomore year you were a Senior. I kinda liked your hair and I thought you were cute."

Ryan bit back a smile.

"I was at my locker and you and Bam were talking and I kinda overheard your conversation."

Ryan winced at that.

"Well that's never good."

You scratched the back of your head, smile faltering slightly when you remembered what you were about to spill, the alcohol in your system making your lips a little looser.

"Well you know I was pretty quiet in high school. Didn't really talk to anyone except my close friends."

Ryan nodded, straying away from any jokes as he noticed your change in demeanour.

"Since I was so quiet I could kinda fly under the radar, overhear things nobody thought I would hear, I was kind of invisible like that. Anyways, one day you and Bam were talking about girls."

Your eyes were stuck on the table, not wanting to look up and back out of what Ryan had lured you into saying.

"I noticed Bam kinda nodded his head towards me and asked you 'What about her?' I didn't hear the first part but knew it had something to do with sex or dating or whatever."

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Ryan was turning red, already embarrassed before he was even told what he had to be embarrassed about.

"And you said something like 'Fuck no she's a prude. Just an uptight bitch.'"

Ryan swallowed thickly, eyes flicking down to his shoes.

"Then Bam was like 'Yeah she's a cunt. Wouldn't fuck me if I was dying.' and then you just laughed and walked off."

There was quiet then, Ryan shaking his head and sighing.

"Look I don't hold it against you. You were just asshole teenagers and I'm sorry for acting like a bitch late-"

"No stop." Ryan stuck his hand out, interrupting your apologetic spiel.

"I was a fucking dickhead, I'm sorry for saying that shit, it wasn't even true."

You smirked, biting your lip.

"It was kinda true. Still is."

Ryan met your eyes then, his expression hiding a smile

"I just said that bullshit cause' I thought you were cute and I didn't want Bam to get his grubby hands on you."

You rolled your eyes, properly laughing then.

"Oh fuck off Dunn. Don't pull that 'He's only mean because he likes you!' shit on me now!"

Ryan shook his head, smile growing.

"I'm serious! Why do you think Bam and I are falling over our feet trying to talk to you now?!"

You narrowed your eyes and crossed your arms, smirk pulling at your lips.

"Are you telling me this whole time the older kid I thought was cute also thought I was cute?"

Ryan smiled before wetting his lips, arm moving himself closer to you.

"And what if I am?"

You laughed heartily, pushing Ryan's chest.

"Don't put your moves on me Dunn. Did you forget I'm a prude?"

He rolled his eyes again, chuckling.

"Come on let me walk you home before Knoxville breaks something else that you need to look at."

Ryan reached his hand out to pull you out of the booth.

"Jealous already Dunn? Guess you really are the type."

You allowed yourself to get dragged up, Ryan slipping his arm around your shoulder to usher you out of the bar.

"Hey where the fuck are you two going?!" Bam slurred out, bringing everyone's attention to you and Ryan.

You half smiled, unsure of what to say. That's when your eyes met with Johnny's as you witnessed him compute in real time what was happening. When he realised who you were going home with that night he simply smiled and winked at you. How was he always right?

"Taking her home asshole." Ryan called out, wasting no time in pulling you away, the urgency making you laugh.

As you walked down the streets of West Chester, Ryan's hand moved down to hold you by your waist, whispering crude comments about passer-bys in your ear to make you laugh when eventually you reached your apartment building.

"Thanks for walking me home." You smiled, holding your hand over where Ryan was holding your waist and turning to face him.

You looked into each others eyes for a moment, both of you smirking uncontrollably.

"I'd invite you in but, you know I'm a prude so."

Ryan rolled his eyes as you cackled, slapping his chest.

"I deserve that."

You smiled sweetly as Ryan did too, his eyes flicking down to your lips for a millisecond as your faces got closer.

"I don't think we should do anything tonight but..." You brought your hand up to rest on Ryan's cheek, rubbing his face with your thumb.

"I could give you something else." You whispered, leaning in and kissing him.

Ryan kept his hold on your waist but moved his other hand to touch your own face, deepening the kiss. He pushed your body to be closer to his own, moving his lips against yours roughly, beard grazing your chin. Before things could escalate any further you pulled away, allowing yourselves to catch your breath.

"You foiled my plan." Ryan laughed, brushing your hair off of your face.

"What?"

"My plan this whole time was to get the prude to sleep with me ten years later, it was strategy all along."

You both laughed.

"I see, you really plan ahead. I guess I'll just have to sleep with you now."

Ryan quirked an eyebrow at your obviously sarcastic response, resulting in a punch to the arm. You laughed pulling away from his hold on you.

"Goodnight Ryan." You turned your back to him and began unlocking the door as he still stood behind you. As the door opened you turned around, smirking before kissing him one last time for the night.

"Call me."

"I'd be an idiot not to."

"What's new?"

End.

@gnarkillknoxville @jackussy420 @lovexjoe @steve-osahottie @stratossphere @izzaaaaaa @jackassvivalabam03 @nonbinarypontius

[cabinofimagines]

Netflix & Chills —(Platonic!Everyone xGN!Reader)

A/N: I DID NOT FORGET TO POST I WAS JUST TOO BUSY TODAY OK? -Danny Warnings: None! Words: 615

"...And that's how I found out Lit still lives here," you finish the story while Jason nods beside you solemnly.

"Man, I didn't know Lit wanted to be an active participant, he would've been a great help when we got stuck fighting—"

You shake your head urgently, the last thing you want is to scare everyone by making them think there are killing automatons threatening to get loose.

"So everyone's got their costumes already?" You ask the group to change the subject.

"Oh, I do," Annabeth smiles proudly.

Percy groans. "She doesn't wanna tell me what she planned and I'm honestly kind of offended that she left me out of it this year."

"Must be something big, then. Calypso made it?"

"Nah, she was busy getting the stuff needed to host here," Leo brushes it off.

"Wasn't that your job?"

"My job was the decorations and snacks. She got the entertainment and chairs job."

"So the hardest part."

"Hardly, Calypso works at a summer camp nearby and she made friends with the music teacher, and he's part of a band or something so she already had half her part done the moment she got it."

"Cool," Reyna sighs and stretches. "But I still think you guys won't outdo Camp Jupiter's week-long celebration."

"Well, unfortunately, we're just three people," you raise a brow. "Camp Jupiter had their entire population helping out."

"Can we please not go there again?" Thalia groans. "Let's watch the movie!"

Jason grabs the TV remote and is about to press play when a loud screeching noise comes from the hallway. You sit up stiffly and lock eyes with Leo, listening intently.

"What was that?" Annabeth frowns.

"The piping," Leo lies promptly.

"Maybe. Probably."

"Hey, guys—"

You and Leo scream before realizing it's Lit again, his sword scratching the hard floor while he struggles to hold it under a bunch of huge fluffy pillows. He stops and looks slightly ashamed.

"Sorry. I just came to bring you these for the people that are seated on the floor."

"Ah, thanks, man!" Leo gets up to help him. "Hey, why don't you stay? There's plenty of room in here and we could use some help eating all this food."

Lit hesitates and you pat his arm. "Sorry we screamed, we're watching scary movies and you caught us off guard."

"I keep doing that," he grumbles, then sighs and shrugs. "Yeah, okay, I don't have anything better to do."

You take Leo to the side while Lit settles between Reyna and Jason.

"Dude, we gotta fix this FNAF situation."

Leo stares at you making a face. "How the hell did you manage to pronounce that?"

"Focus!" You snap your fingers. "The killer robots, Leo!"

"Dude, they're trapped," he dismisses your concern. "I'll take care of it after the party."

You would like to urge him to do it before the place is packed with people, especially if mortals are scheduled to come and entertain, but at the same time, you think that saying it will jinx things, and the last thing you want is to make a mess of things.

"Fine," You look at the pitch-dark hallway to your left with concern, knowing somewhere down the path there is a room welded shut with a dozen murderous robots doing gods know what to themselves. You try not to, but the image of them merging and becoming some kind of cursed Voltron passes through your mind.

"It'll be fine, Y/N, don't worry," Leo winks at you, lightly nudging you forward so you sit down again. When you move, you miss Leo's expression of deep unease as he stares down the same hall you were looking into.

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How Junie Met S.W.O.R.D.

Genre: mostly crack if I'm being honest

Warnings: typical H&L violence, mentions of kidn@pping, Junie jokes about getting sold, cuss words here and there (let me know if I'm missing anything so I can update this)

These are written in the order Junie met each leader/group. Since Junie is Cobra's little sister, I am writing with female pronouns, attributes, etc.

There's incorrect depiction about Junie going to a performing arts school, I don't actually know how those schools work lol I went to public school my whole life.

How Junie met each S.W.O.R.D. leader, Amamiya Kyodai, and Mighty Warriors

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Mugen dominated the Chikuni City area. No one challenged them except for the Amamiya Brothers. For what exactly? Junie didn't know. At age 11, Junie didn't fully understand the concept of Mugen or the gang world. She just knew that her brother was friends with a bunch of other guys who also liked riding motorcycles. Junie didn't quite understand the impact of Mugen within the area, only that other kids would stop playing with her once their parents found out who her older brother was. Sure her brothers rode motorcycles and got into fights but they weren't bad people... This often left Junie lonely during recess, this is where this story begins.

It was recess time, and Junie had two options. 1) be lonely and sad that the other kids didn't want to play with her or 2) go exploring to keep herself busy and remember to come back before the next class started. Around this time, Junie had gone from arguing with Cobra a lot to finally putting in more effort in school. She could've chosen to follow the rules... but she was too bored today and didn't want to tell Cobra that she hated school because no one wanted to play with her. She didn't need to add more to his plate. Besides, she would only be gone for a little bit anyway; she'll come right back before the bell rings. No one will even know she was gone.

Junie made her way to the back of the school, piling a few boxes and old desks on top of each other so she could jump over the back gate. Junie slowly made her way down to the other side and checked her watch. 20 minutes left of recess. I should be able to walk around and come back in no time; she thought to herself.

Junie began walking away from the school, finding herself in front of a random drink vending machine. Junie pulled out her coin pouch from her uniform pocket and began counting the correct amount of change she needed to buy herself a bottle of juice. As Junie continued counting her change, she felt a much taller presence behind her. She turned around and looked up, meeting the eyes of a tall stranger with black spikey hair and a leather jacket.

"Hello," she said nonchalantly as she went back to buying herself a drink.

"Can you hurry up kid?"

"Can you be patient and wait your turn Mr. adult?"

"What the hell are you doing here instead of being at school kid?"

"None of your business sir."

"I-"

Just then, another tall guy in a leather jacket appeared. "Hiroto! That's no way to talk to a little kid." He knelt down so he could be at a closer eye level to Junie. "Hi. My name is Masaki, and that is my little brother Hiroto. What are you doing here? Don't you have school?"

Junie looked over at him. He was friendlier looking than the other one. He sounded nicer too. "Hello, I'm Hino. I do have school, but it's recess time."

"So shouldn't you be playing with your friends inside the school?"

"I don't have friends, but I didn't want to be bored, so I snuck out. Bye bye. Have a good day," she said as she took her drink and began walking away.

Masaki looked at Hiroto who closed his eyes in frustration. "No, Masaki, Absolutely not."

"But she's all alone. And she's so cute."

"I don't care! I didn't sign up to babysit!"

"Let's go!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"YES! I'M OLDER! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!"

"OH MY GOD! FINE!"

"Hey! Hino! Wait up!"

Junie turned around to look at the two guys she just met, the nicer one had ran to catch up to her. He again bent down to be closer to her eye level. "We'll hang out with you during recess so you aren't lonely."

"That's okay, I don't want to bother you guys."

"We insist."

"He insists."

"NO! We insist."

"Well, recess is about to be over anyways so I am just walking back. Bye."

"We can drop you off on our motorcycles. It'll be faster than walking."

"Sorry, I don't trust anyone on a motorcycle besides my brother. Even then, I don't really trust him either."

"Who is your brother?"

"He says I can't say his name for safety purposes but to tell people who ask that he is a part of Mugen and can fight."

Masaki and Hiroto both froze and looked at each other like 😧

"Masaki dude no. She's a Mugen kid! We can not be seen in this region with a Mugen kid!"

"But she's all alone and so cuuute."

"I'm gonna punch you."

"You guys act like a puppy and a kitten, always arguing." Now the two turned and looked at Junie like 🤨and😑 (guess which brother is which expression lol). "Now that I've stood here instead of walking back to the school I won't make it in time for class before they call my brother. Can I still get that ride?"

"Of course!" said Masaki. So Junie hopped onto the back of his motorcycle and the two brothers drove her to the back side of the school and helped her over the gate.

"Bye Hino. Do us a favor and don't tell anyone you were with us okay?"

"Okay! Bye bye Masaki. Bye Hiroto!"

"Bye kid. Stay behind those gates next time."

"No."

Masaki laughed at how Junie said no to Hiroto. The two waved back to her and drove off. As Junie was going to walk back to the playground, one of the staff came running to her.

"JUNIE! It's class time! You're 10 minutes late!"

"Sorry, I was playing with a puppy and a kitten."

"A puppy and a kitten? Where?"

"On the other side of the gate."

"That's nice but remember to listen next time when we say it's time to go inside okay?"

"Okay." Junie walked with the teacher back to class.

Later that day...

Cobra and Yamato were at the gates of Junie's school to pick her up. As usual, the other children's guardians who were also there to pick them up were talking about them. The two boys rolled their eyes. Neither boy was doing anything besides standing next to their bike and waiting for their sister, so they didn't understand why these other adults couldn't just mind their business.

Right as Yamato was getting ready to lose his cool, Junie came running out to give them both a hug. "Hi guys!"

"Hi Junie," they said back.

"Happy to see us?" (Yamato)

"Of course! Going home is the best part of the day."

The two teens laughed as Junie hopped onto the back of Cobra's bike, the three making their way over to the Mugen garage. The other Mugen members greeted them.

Junie sat on top of Cobra's bike, playing a game on his phone as he worked on his bike's wheels. "How was school Baby?"

"It was the same."

"What about lunch and recess?"

"The same also."

"Are you sure?"

"Mhmm."

"So then why did one of the teachers call me to tell me that you were late to class after lunch?"

"Oh... that..."

"Yeah, that. Where were you?"

"At the back of the school."

"Doing what?"

"Playing with a puppy and a kitten I found..."

"Why weren't you playing with the other kids like you should've been?"

"I thought you knew by now but clearly not... I don't have friends at school."

"Why?"

"Because everyone says their parents tell them to stay away from me. But that's okay! I get to walk around in peace and quiet. And the puppy and kitten I found were funny."

Cobra didn't know what to say to her, it always seemed like whenever his sister was having problems they directly tied back to him and his lifestyle.

"It's not your fault you know. I like my life outside of school. School is just a few hours out of my day, being with you and Yamato and all of Mugen is way more fun than having friends at school."

"You always know exactly what to say huh Baby?"

"I try."

Kohaku listened in on the siblings' conversation, he was always worried for the two because they were each other's only support system considering their parents weren't around often. Watching Junie's change from being super stubborn and constantly fighting with Cobra to her always reassuring him that she was fine, was reassuring to Kohaku. He knew that as time went on the two would figure things out.

The two siblings went back to what they were doing. As everyone continued doing their own thing, the sound of two more motorcycles entered the garage.

"Here they are."

"They've herded together quite nicely."

Junie turned at the sound of their voices, she knew those voices! Junie hopped off her brothers bike to get a closer look at the newcomers, to be met with the two men she just met earlier that day.

"Hino! What are you doing here?!" (Masaki)

"What the fuck do you mean what am I doing here? I'm a part of Mugen." (Cobra)

"Not you, the kid." (Hiroto)

"Junie? You know them?" (Cobra)

"Maybe?" she said as she looked at her brother. "I told you guys my brother is in Mugen earlier!" she shouted back at Masaki and Hiroto.

"And lied about your name!" (Masaki)

"Hey! No I didn't! Hino is my last name bro. You asked for my name you weren't specific about which one you wanted."

"Earlier?! Junie," said Cobra in a stern voice.

"They're the puppy and the kitten I met during lunch..."

"HUH?!" shouted quite literally everyone in the garage.

"Oh my- Yamato take her to the back." (Cobra)

"Yes sir!" So Yamato threw you over his shoulder, taking you to the back tool room and setting you down in there. "We'll come back for you when we're done okay?"

"Yeah yeah whatever you say. Just hurry, it gets stuffy back here."

Yamato ruffled your hair and locked the door. You sat in the tool room for what felt like forever while Mugen and the Amamiya brothers fought.

Before Daruma Ikka, Hyuga wasn’t involved in the gang world. Even though his brothers were a sector within Kuryu, they kept him far away from it. His older brothers made money to send him to school, to chase a better life away from danger. Things took a turn though when Hyuga Kai rumbled with Mugen.

Wanting to impress the higher ups, the leaders of Hyuga Kai gathered around and talked about what their next steps were. As the 3 older brothers were talking, Hyuga had just gotten home from school.

“Hi guys!”

“Welcome home Norihisa. How was school?”

“It was fine. What are you guys talking about?”

"Just a new task. Go wash up and do your homework. We'll call you when dinner is ready."

Hyuga took a quick glance at all the documents his brothers had scattered across the dining table, catching a glimpse of a picture of a little girl entering a school. He looked around and realized that there were multiple shots of this little girl doing various things in various places.

"Why do you guys have a bunch of pictures of this little girl?"

"She's the younger sister of a prominent Mugen member. Our plan is to kidnap her and use her as a bargaining chip against Mugen. Once they give up their claim to the area to us, we'll use that to appeal to Kuryu."

Hyuga's brothers saw the way his facial expression changed, his eyebrows furrowing in a disapproving manner.

"You do what you have to do sometimes Norihisa."

"I know... but... she's just a kid. She doesn't need to be involved in any of this. Kuryu and Mugen's business is its own matter. You guys don't need to drag a literal child into it do you?"

"It's a foolproof plan."

"But-"

"Go wash up Norihisa, we'll call you down when dinner is ready," said his eldest brother.

Hyuga walked away, slightly disappointed in his brothers for stooping low to get something done.

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Hyuga laid in bed that night, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. The thought of a bunch of adults putting a child in harms way to get what they want not sitting right with him. Don't get him wrong, Hyuga loved his brothers and respected that they worked their tails off to give him everything, but even the people we love can have faults and be criticized.

Hyuga slowly sat up from his bed, tip toeing around the house to his eldest brother's office. His eldest brother was usually the one to keep all their plans in his office. Hyuga quietly flipped through all the pictures and papers, looking for what exactly his brothers were planning. After what felt like forever, he found what he was looking for. Junie's name, her relation to Mugen, where she went to school, her school schedule, and what day and time they would be taking her from her school. Hyuga made a mental note of all this information, then returning to his room.

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Hyuga didn't usually ditch his classes unless it was a day he knew nothing important was happening so he could just to the library to study or maybe take a nap; and yet here he was, standing behind this elementary school at the back gates waiting for the little girl that was supposed to show up and pray he could get to her before his brothers' workers do.

Just as Hyuga was contemplating switching up his plans at the last second, Junie showed up. "Hey, hey kid. Junie."

Junie looked around and saw a guy who looked to be around her brother's age standing at the school's back gate. She walked to the gate, standing a good amount away so that she could run if need be. "Um... who are you? How do you know me?"

"My name is Norihisa, but you can just call me Hyuga. You need to come with me for your safety, I'll return you before you have to go back to class."

"I don't even know you. I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"Some people want to kidnap you to make a deal with your brother and his friends. I'll hide you for a bit and return you later. I promise."

"Why would I trust you?"

"I'll take you to whatever food stall you want and buy you lunch?"

"Okay I guess," she said as she began stacking old chairs, desks, and boxes in a formation to jump over the gate.

"Wait really?!"

"Yeah. Who doesn't like free food? Plus, if you're working with the bad guys then my brother will just find you and them later," she said nonchalantly.

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Junie was nagging Hyuga on the way to the ramen shop, asking him about who was coming for her and why. He eventually caved and told her what was supposed to happen had he not ditched class to come find her.

The two sat together at a table, eating their food. Junie put down her utensils and looked at Hyuga, him doing the same.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Can I ask why are you doing this? Why are you helping me? Wouldn't you want to help your brothers?"

"Because I don't agree with what they're doing. I agree with them on a lot of things but not this. I don't think there's any good reason to get you involved between them. After all, you're not a part of Mugen, your brother is, and you're just a kid."

"Oh. That makes sense. Sometimes I don't agree with my brother on stuff too. Thanks for helping me then Hyuga."

"You're welcome Junie."

After lunch, Hyuga had returned Junie back to her school, his brothers' workers should be back to tell them she wasn't there, stopping their plans of kidnapping her.

Hyuga Kai's downfall from Kuryu after unsuccessfully trying to gain power over Mugen took a toll on all the Hyuga Brothers. The three eldest were removed from Kuryu, Hyuga Kai having to disband. The youngest Hyuga swore revenge on Mugen and Kuryu, hellbent on making them pay for what happened to his brothers.

Hyuga sat in his jail cell, knowing that this was all a consequence of his own actions. As angry as he was, a small part of him knew that he did the right thing. Junie had no business being used as Kuryu or his brothers' pawn in a game she didn't willingly choose to play.

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Bonus

This is after Road to High&Low but before High&Low the Movie

Junie madę her way through Daruma Ikka territory. There was a festival happening, a usual in this part of Chikuni City. She came upon the Daruma house, knocking on the wood of the front door. After a few moments, the door opened, Junie being met by Shu Kato. He was confused seeing Junie at the door. "Uhhh what are you doing here kid?"

"I wanted to talk to Hyuga."

"Why?"

"Why do I have to explain myself to you?"

"Oh I don't know. Maybe because we just got done with a brawl against Sannoh like 2 days ago so it's weird that a Sannoh kid would show up in this part of town afterwards."

"Who's at the door?" said someone from behind Shu Kato, Junie had a guess it was one of the Daruma babies because it didn't sound like Hyuga.

"Cobra's sister. She wants to talk to Hyuga," shouted Shu Kato over his shoulder.

"I'll go tell him!" said the Daruma baby.

Shu Kato looked back at Junie, "What do you want to talk to him about?"

"Personal stuff?"

"Personal stuff?"

"Yeah. It happened before you guys met anyways."

Before Shu Kato could respond to Junie, the Daruma baby was back. "Hyuga says to send her back." The two moved out of the way, letting Junie into the Daruma house. Junie followed as the Daruma baby led the way to Hyuga. He opened the door, closing it after Junie stepped in.

Hyuga, in all his maniacal glory sat on his bamboo mat. Candles lit up the room, smoke from incense and whatever Hyuga was smoking filled the room. A sense of attempted comfort and an unsettling eeriness filling the space. "You can sit down," said Hyuga as he motioned to the mat that sat directly in front of him. June sat down on the mat, criss crossing her legs and studying Hyuga.

"What do you want to talk about Junie. I know you didn't come all the way to Daruma to stare at me," he slurred as he looked at her.

"I haven't seen you since the day you took me out to get lunch all that time ago."

"No one has seen much of me since that day. I did go to jail after that remember?"

"I know. I just can't help feeling like that was partially my fault," Junie said quietly as she looked down at her hands that were in her lap.

"I made the decisions that landed me there kid. You had nothing to do with that, don't give yourself too much credit," he said in a joking manner. He waited for her to respond, but she didn't, so he continued. "I'm being serious Junie. I made the decisions that landed me in jail, not you."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why didn't you just come for me if you really wanted to fight against Cobra?"

"Because I still stand by my statement from all those years ago. You're a child. You aren't apart of whatever fight I have against Sannoh and Mugen. I don't put innocents in harms way, especially children."

"And I still think you're a very noble man for that mindset like I did then."

Although Junie wasn't allowed to participate in the fights of S.W.O.R.D, she had a tendency to meddle with everything and everyone anyways. When her brothers were busy and she had no one to bother, she snuck out and entered the other S.W.O.R.D districts.

The first time Junie ended up in Rascals territory Rocky was STRESSED because wtf was a kid (the girl was 12) doing in a place popular for night-life?!

Junie was small so Rocky threw her over his shoulder and took her back to club heaven, locking her in his office. Koo was stuck babysitting Junie while Rocky took care of some work before he came back. Koo's head was getting ready to explode because 12 year old Junie asked so many questions.

"Why call yourselves White Rascals? Why wear white if you're gonna fight other people? Doesn't blood get on the clothes? Is your cleaning fee expensive? How did you join? How do you fight? I like your outfit. Are you guys gonna drive me home?"

Thank god Rocky came back to his office so Koo could leave. He thought she was cute, but his head hurt because Junie spoke at the speed of light.

Rocky sat down on the other side of the couch in his office, putting space in between himself and the kid as to not scare her. "Kid. What are you doing in an area full of clubs? Don't you have a bed-time? Are you even from here?"

"Nope. Not from around here. Definitely snuck out because I was bored."

"Where is home?"

"Sannoh."

"Sannoh?!"

"Yeahhhh."

"What's your name again?"

"Junie. My brothers call me Baby because I'm the baby of the family."

"How old are you?"

"12."

"And you're by yourself?! Where are your parents?"

"This is sounding awfully a lot like an interrogation. Are you making sure I don't have a family before you sell me on the black market?"

"No kid. I protect women, I don't harm them. People aren't allowed to do that in my district."

"Oh. Sounds nice. The rest of the world should do what you're doing."

"Thanks kid. Where are your parents?"

"Never met my dad, don't know who he is. My mom is never around either. It's just my brothers."

"Who are your brothers? You got a lot of them?"

"Only one of them is my brother, you know him. Everyone else are my honorary brothers."

"I know him?"

"Mm-hmm. Hino Junpei. Cobra."

Rocky was even more stressed now. Of all kids to stumble into their turf it had to be another S.W.O.R.D leader's sister. "Where are they?"

"Out fighting. I didn't want to bother Naomi either so I went for a walk but clearly, I walked a little too far cause here I am!" said Junie with little jazz hands.

"You got a phone?"

"Yeah. Here," Junie pulled out the old phone she was given to keep in contact with everyone. Before Rocky could say anything more the phone lit up with a call from Cobra. "Ohhh I'm screwed. Hello?"

"HINO JUNIE! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Junie looked up at Rocky and then back at her phone. "Um... At Club Heaven in White Rascal district?"

"WHAT?!"

"Yo Cobra. Come get your kid and don't let her walk around by herself at night." Junie heard Cobra let out a big ass sigh before hanging up.

"Well... that went well. What's it like running a club?"

Rocky was happy to answer all of Junie's questions. He led her outside so that Sannoh wouldn't come into the club and cause a ruckus. Rocky thought Junie looked cute with his big white coat wrapped around her. The poor girl being much shorter than Rocky is, was struggling to hold the coat in her arms while talking to him, trying not to let the bottom touch the ground.

Cobra, Yamato, and Naomi arrived to take Junie home. Naomi hopped off the back of Yamato's bike, definitely not happy. "HINO JUNIE! I SWEAR I'M GONNA DIE EARLY BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR BROTHER! Why didn't you just come to Itokan?!"

"The diner was packed and I didn't want to bother you, so I went on a walk.... and then walked too far..."

Naomi put a hand on her head, calming herself down. "Next time just come to Itokan okay? Don't scare us like that."

"Yeah Baby! You had all of Sannoh running around looking for you!" said Yamato.

Junie looked at Cobra who was just staring at everyone. "You're mad at me... aren't you?"

"Not mad Baby. Just stressed. You scared us you know?" One thing about Cobra is that he never raised his voice unless needed, so hearing him say these words in such a calm voice always felt worse. Junie would've preferred if he would just yell at her so that it didn't sound like he was disappointed.

"I'll remember to tell someone next time I go on a walk."

"Thank you for watching her Rocky. Let's go home Baby."

Junie returned the coat to Rocky. "Thanks for the coat and hanging out with me Rocky!" He smiled at her (which left the other 3 young adults completely bamboozled because Rocky doesn't just smile genuinely at people).

"If you ever need somewhere to go when you're bored, you're welcome at Club Heaven Junie."

"I'll remember that! Bye!"

After that, Junie would occasionally turn up at club Heaven to bother Rocky and White Rascals. Rocky enjoyed having the little girl around even if he didn't say it. Having her around felt nice, like he got a second chance at protecting his sister. (cries)

At first the others had no idea why a random ass Sannoh kid was always found sitting in Rocky's office but they grew to like her company. Junie became the honorary little White Rascal.

Guess who loves Junie the most? Kizzy.

Kizzy thought Junie was cute and even bought her a white leather jacket to match with White Rascals. She would always replace the ones Junie grew out of as time went on also. Junie and Kizzy's first actual time meeting was what made her like Junie a lot.

It was about a month after Junie's first initial stop at Club Heaven. Junie was back from school for the weekend so she decided it was a good night to go bother Rocky because she hadn't been there in a while and Sannoh were gone for a fight again.

Junie remembered to text the Sannoh group-chat (that was made after her first time going on a walk because now Junie was obligated to tell them where she was going) to tell them she was running off to Club Heaven for a while. Junie ignored the chat after that when a few of the Sannoh members told her to just stay still at Itokan lol.

Junie showed up right before Club Heaven was opening for the night. "Hiiiii," she exclaimed as she walked into the building. Koo was the first to see Junie come in. Rocky had told him to just take the girl to his office if she ever showed up again so that's what he did.

So, Junie was locked in Rocky's office again. Koo accompanied her, and just like the first time, Junie talked his ears off. Koo thought Junie's sense of humor was actually great once she stopped asking questions and just held a conversation with him. As much as he thought this was fun, he had to go check on something happening downstairs so he pulled Kizzy into the room and told her to sit with Junie until Rocky got back.

Kizzy just sat on the couch and watched Junie as she drew on a notepad that was on Rocky's desk. Kizzy wasn't sure if she should talk to Junie so the two just kind of just sat in awkward silence. Junie continued to draw, and when she looked up to stretch her neck, saw Kizzy fixing her lip gloss.

"That's a really pretty shade of lip gloss. It matches your skin tone," Junie said to Kizzy and then went back to drawing.

This caught Kizzy off-guard. Kizzy wasn't exactly fem-presenting so when she would pull out makeup, people looked at her and judged her, but Junie didn't do that.

"Awww. Thank you, why are you at Club Heaven kid?" Kizzy took this opportunity to strike up a conversation with Junie, she seemed like a nice kid after all.

"Last time I was here Rocky said I could come back here whenever I wanted because I would always be welcomed at Club Heaven. It's been a month since then and my brothers weren't home so I thought I would come bother Rocky but he's not here today."

"Ohhh. You're Junie, the little girl from Sannoh right?"

"Yes si- wait! How do I address you?" Kizzy laughed, thankful that Juunie had the thought to ask. Kizzy thought that whoever was raising Junie was definitely doing good.

"Ma'am. I'm a woman."

"Ohhh. Are you like Naomi where you just patch up the guys or do you fight with them?"

"Both."

"Woooow that's cool."

Junie continued asking questions and Kizzy was happy to answer. It eventually lead to Junie asking Kizzy to tell her more about herself. Kizzy talked about how Rocky found her and Kaito, how she found out she identified as a woman, how her and Kaito went to the US to get married, etc.

Junie was so understanding and accepting of Kizzy that she decided from this day onwards Junie was her adoptive child😂🤍

Kizzy and Kaito were basically Junie's parents away from home and Rocky was her bougie, rich uncle. Whenever Junie popped in to see them at the club they always made time for her.

Even when she got older and had to go farther away for school, they kept in contact via text and were always excited to see Junie when she came back from school to visit.

If anyone touches Junie or harms her White Rascals will definitely be after their asses.

Junie's first run in with Oya was chaotic to say the least.

Junie's performing arts academy gave students a few days off as a reward for hard work. Some students took this time to go on vacation, and some took the time to stay at school and to continue practicing their craft. Junie however took the day to go back home. She hadn't been home in about three weeks at this point, preparing for a big performance so she was excited to be home.

Junie went out to run an errand for Naomi while she took care of Itokan, only to run into Oya while they were looking for Chiharu.

Junie had met Chiharu the night before when she arrived home, he was nice, so she couldn't understand why anyone was after him. This prompted Junie to think that the Oya high guys were kind of weird.

Junie was carrying the groceries Naomi needed when the Oya High hoard of students came storming into Sannoh looking for Chiharu. They stopped in the middle of the road, debating on which way to go to get to Yamato's shop. In turn, they were also blocking Junie's way to get back to Itokan.

She really needed to run this errand so that she could catch up with everyone then run to White Rascals territory, so it was not helping that these dudes were blocking her way.

"Hey! Can you guys like move out of the way, please?! At least stand to the side if you have to think about where you're going!"

"HUH?! STAY OUT OF OUR WAY KID!" (Seki)

"YOU ARE LITERALLY STANDING IN MY WAY BRO! MOVE! I GOT SOMEWHERE TO BE!"

Seki moved closer to intimidate her but Murayama stopped him, coming forward instead to look at her. Around this time Junie reached maybe around his chest so he bent down to her eye-level to talk to you.

"Hey kid, do you know where we can find Yamato?" (Murayama)

"Why are you looking for Yamato?"

"We need to.... talk." (Murayama)

"Head to his car repair shop."

"DO YOU THINK WE WOULD BE TALKING TO YOU IF WE KNEW WHERE IT WAS?" (Furuya)

"It's not my fault you guys stumbled onto Sannoh territory without knowing your directions."

"WHY YOU-" (Furuya)

"OI! Let the kid talk. Go ahead kid, which way do we go?" (Murayama)

"Walk straight down, turn to the left, go straight again, turn right and you'll see it. Who are you guys anyway? You guys aren't from around here."

"Murayama. Leader of Oya High. Nice to meet you, kid."

"Junie. Have fun dealing with Yamato."

"You know him?"

"Well yeah, he's friends with my older brother Cobra so he's basically my older brother. Bye! I gotta go." Junie calmly walked past the hoard of stunned Oya students like she didn't just tell them she's Sannoh's little sister. Junie continued walking in the direction of Itokan until she heard Murayama shout for her again.

"HEY KID! KID WAIT! YOU'RE RELATED TO COBRA?!"

"YEP! HAVE FUN DEALING WITH SANNOH!" she shouted back as she kept walking towards Itokan.

Junie dropped off Naomi's stuff and told her about making a quick trip to Club Heaven and that se would be back before dinner, to which Naomi said okay.

Junie ran off to see Kizzy and Kaito who made her try a new cake they added to the menu. Junie also remembered to bother Rocky and Koo. Koo drove Junie back to Sannoh and dropped her off at the entrance of Sannoh, needing to head back to tend to something going on at the club.

As Junie walked back to Itokan since Naomi said she would make Junie dinner while she was home. Before making it to Itokan, Junie ran into Murayama who was still lurking around Sannoh.

"Hey kid!"

"Hi? What are you still doing in Sannoh?"

"Tell me where Chiharu is."

"Yeahhhh no."

"No?!"

"No. It's getting late you should probably go back to Oya. I have to go home."

"Tell me where Chiharu is."

"Nooooo."

"Whyyyyyy?"

"Cobra and Yamato and Dan and Tettsu and Ken and Hikaru and Naomi said I'm not allowed to get involved with Sannoh business. That's between Sannoh and Oya. You figure it out."

Murayama moved to grab Junie's arm and her reflexes kicked in so she ended up putting him in a headlock.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE STRONG FOR A KID! LET GO!" he shouted at her.

"You gonna leave me alone?"

"Okay, okay. I'll leave you alone."

Junie laughed and let go of him. He was stretching out his neck and then looked back at her.

"You know what? I think kids are annoying, but you're cool. See you around kid."

"Bye Murayama!"

"Murayama - san."

"Huh?"

"Murayama - san. I'm older than you."

"You act like we're the same age though."

"HEY!"

"Go home bro it's late."

Junie walked away afterwards leaving Murayama a little baffled but he let out a small laugh at what she had said and started walking back to Oya.

He thought she was funny, not being scared of him or the other Oya guys; and how nonchalant she was. Murayama also respected your loyalty for not giving up Chiharu.

Afterwards he just casually popped in to check on her because he saw her like a little sister. As time passed by, Murayama just grew to be protective over Junie as well.

Junie popped into Oya whenever she felt like visiting him to check up on him. The other Oya guys knew not to mess with Junie when she came around or Murayama would kill them, then Cobra would kill them, and then Murayama again.

Murayama ranted to Junie about his problems as well. How he didn't know what he wanted to do in life, how he wasn't sure who he was without the title of Oya High's leader, etc.

Junie's first encounter with Rude Boys was..... very random to say the least. (This happens during the show/RTH&L right after Yamato, Dan, and Tettsu find Chiharu working at the Red Rum factory and shut it down.)

Junie was on the way back to the gas station from Dan's store. She went to buy some snacks and a cupcake for Cobra because she was gonna stay with him at the gas station tonight. She walked past an alley while walking back home but saw movement from behind a large dumpster.

Being a curious cat, Junie walked into the alley way (not safe don't do this kids) to see what or who was there. Junie found two little girls and a boy all around the same age maybe 5 or 6 years old huddled together. Her sudden appearance had scared them, causing them to huddle closer together and farther into the corner.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you guys. What are you guys doing here?"

"We need to go home." (Boy)

"But we don't know where home is." (Girl 1)

"You don't know where you live?"

"No, no. We know where we live, but we don't know how to get home." (Girl 1)

"Where do you live?"

"Nameless City." (Boy)

"Nameless City?! Then why are you all the way in Sannoh?!"

"We need to go home. Can you help us?" (Boy)

"I, well, I think so? Do you want to come with me to drop off some stuff and then I can have someone help take you home?"

The one girl who hadn't spoken the whole time grabbed onto the other two kids and shook her head. She signed something to the other two with her hands and they looked back at Junie.

"Our sister says she doesn't know if she can trust the other people." (Boy)

"The other people would be my older brothers. They have motorcycles so they can drive you guys back to Nameless City."

They looked at their sister who again shook her head and signed to them.

"She says that she doesn't trust the adults, but you seem nice. Can you help us?" (Girl 1)

Junie thought about it for a few seconds. Does she know her way to Nameless City? Not exactly.... but she knew the general direction. She could get them there... right?

"Please? We need to go home." (Girl 1)

Cobra is gonna kill me. Then Yamato and Naomi and Dan and Tettsu and Chiharu... oh well.

"Here's what I'll do. I'm gonna go home and drop off some stuff for my older brother, make sure my directions are correct, and then I'll come back and take you guys home okay?"

The second girl signed to Junie. Junie looked at the other two kids for help.

"She says you have to promise not to tell any of the adults and promise to come back."

Junie crouched down and smiled at the three, "I promise I'll come back. It might take me a little long but I will come back."

With that, she quickly ran back to the gas station and dropped off the snacks and cupcake for Cobra.

"Baby! Where are you going? I thought you were hanging out with me for the rest of the day?"

"I just remembered I have to ask Naomi for something real quick and I'll be right back!" she shouted to him as she ran off towards Itokan. Outside of Itokan, DTC were sitting on their bikes. It looked like the trio were getting ready to go somewhere. Junie ran up to them, stopping them.

"Chiharu! I have a question."

"Oh. Are you finally gonna admit that I am older and wiser than you and you do absolutely need my help with stuff like how you ask Cobra and Yamato?"

"Absolutely not. You act like we're the same age bro. Anyways, how far is Nameless City from here? Walking wise and motorcycle wise."

"Why are you asking how far Nameless City is?" (Dan)

"Because I want to know how far you idiots went the other day to get there. Yamato texted me to tell me what happened but didn't tell me all the details."

"Oh. Well, Dan and I didn't ride our motorcycles in case we would get spotted by Rude Boys. Nameless City shares a border with Sannoh, it's to our left. We walked through Sannoh, and once you get to the border, just walk straight following the dirt road path and you eventually make it to Nameless City. That thing is huge you won't miss it." (Tettsu)

"Ohhh. Did you guys like go through the structures or anything to stay hidden?"

"Yeah we were tucking and rolling as if we were the Rude Boys." (Dan)

"What about you Chiharu?"

"I didn't have a motorcycle at the time, but I did the same walk through Sannoh. But I had to hide and enter Nameless City from the far side to get into the Red Rum factory. It usually took me around a 30-45 minute walk depending on how much I had to hide from Rude Boys that day getting to the factory."

"Oh.... you three are always doing something dumb.... sounds about right."

"HEY!" all three of them shouted.

"I'M JUST SAYING! Still love you guys though," she said as she made a heart with her hands. "Thanks for telling me the details. Where are you guys off to?"

"Just a quick night drive to patrol the area and relieve stress from everything going on. Noboru joining Iemura is really stressing everyone out."

"I bet. Well, see you guys later! I have to talk to Naomi."

"Bye Baby!" they all shouted as they drove away.

Junie walked into Itokan to find Naomi. She was tending to a few customers when she heard the bell above the door ring, turning to see who came in.

"Hi Baby."

"Hi Naomi!"

"What do you need love?"

"Do you by any chance have extra ingredients for onigiri? I'm hanging out with Cobra tonight at the gas station since it's Friday and figured we might need extra snacks. AKA I need more snacks."

"Of course, in the back where they always are."

"Also, Naomi?"

"Yes?"

"The other day I dropped off some stuff here because you said you were throwing your old clothes out and asked if I had anything to throw out also, did you take those to the donation yet?"

"Not yet, I'm going tomorrow morning before I open up the diner. Why?"

"I realized I accidentally threw a sweater I still want in the pile and was just looking for it."

"Yeah the clothes are in my car you can open the trunk and grab what you need."

"Okay thank you!"

Junie felt bad for lying to everyone today, but she needed to take those kids home. They can be mad at her later, none of them give her harsh punishments anyways.

Baby went to the back, washing her hands and started making onigiri. She ended up making 12 of them and separately wrapping each one. She put 6 in a bag, taking it with her and leaving the other 6 on a plate tucked into the corner with the other onigiri making materials and a note that read "I know you're gonna be mad at me once you find out but I made these for you guys :)"

"Naomi! I'm headed out the back!"

"Okay Baby! See you tomorrow!" she shouted back.

Junie went out to the trunk and grabbed 3 of the sweaters she was going to throw out from Naomi's trunk and went back to the alleyway.

About 3 hours had passed since she met the three kids. It was now 5 o'clock, the sun was beginning to set. Junie walked into the alleyway, looking for the kids and find them still in the same position she had found them earlier.

"Kids? I'm back."

"We thought you wouldn't come back." (Boy)

"I wouldn't break my promise like that," she said as she sat down next to them, hidden from the view if anyone walked past. "Here, I made you guys these in case you were hungry. You guys have been sitting here for a while I assume."

"We've been sitting here since last night when we jumped out of the van." (Girl 1)

"Why were you guys put in a van?" she asked as she handed them each an onigiri.

"There are bad people who always come into Nameless City. They kidnap the kids and the girls there. Our brothers usually stop them, but sometimes if they are successful we never see them again." (Girl 1)

"Oh, I'm sorry that happens. Will you guys tell me your names?"

The three of them looked at each other and then back at Junie. The second girl signed and the boy told her what she was saying. "Our sister says you've been really nice but we can't tell you. Our older brothers tell us not to tell anyone for safety reasons."

"That makes sense. My older brother doesn't like it when I tell strangers stuff also. I'll be quiet now so you guys can finish eating and then I'll take you guys home. Here is a second one if you guys want to eat it," Junie said, handing them each a second onigiri.

"We get two?" (Girl 1)

"Of course. I would've made more for all of your brothers and sisters but I didn't want it to take all night and you guys think I didn't come back. If we see each other again I promise to make you guys more."

"Okay!" they said.

The kids finished eating and got up. Junie handed them each a sweater. "Here, put these on. The walk might be a little long and it will get cold."

"Oh no, we can't take those. They'll get dirty." (Girl 1)

"Yeah, we don't want to give it back to you dirty." (Boy)

"You see the fun thing about this is that I'm giving them to you, like a present, so you get to keep them."

"You'll really do that?" (girl 1)

"Yes, you guys can keep them. A small gift from me to you guys." The three kids gave her a tight hug, grateful that she was helping them. "Okay, let's walk this way. Let's make it a game. We have to stay close together, stay quiet, and stay hidden so I can get you guys home. Okay?"

They all nodded as they held hands and followed her. Junie was walking towards the entrance of Sannoh on the left side, having to duck and hide a few times to hide from the shop owners who were closing up and residents who were out and about before retiring to their homes; scared they would contact Cobra if they saw her lurking around late at night by herself. Eventually, the group reached the border between Nameless City and Sannoh, where the paved road became dirt. Junie turned to look at the kids, "This is the end of Sannoh and start of Nameless City. Do you see how the dirt road is different from the pavement?" The kids nodded. "Remember that the bad people will always drive this way towards Sannoh to go back to their house. So if you ever find yourself stuck in a van again, when you feel the road change from dirt to pavement, try to get out and you will be in Sannoh. Then you can walk this way, and when you see this dirt road, you keep walking straight and you'll reach Nameless City. Okay?" The kids nodded at her.

"Will you be leaving us here?" (Boy)

"No. I'll walk with you home so that you guys aren't alone in the dark. Let's keep going." They all continued to walk on the dirt road.

"Our sister asked what about you? Won't you be alone in the dark when you come back?" (Girl 1)

"Yes but I have a light I can use when I walk back. I know my way home. I want to make sure you guys arrive home safely before I go back."

"Oh thank you. People usually aren't very nice to people from Nameless City. Thank you for helping us." (Girl 1)

"You're welcome. Thank you for trusting me to get you home."

The four kids continued to walk as the sun was almost completely gone. Junie saw Nameless City come into sight. Just as she was about to turn and ask the kids if they knew where to go from here, she heard a sound; like clothes brushing against each other above her head. Junie heard that same sound around them.

Well shit, Rude Boys found us faster than I expected. This is the part where I'm gonna have to plead my case about them letting me live and leave in peace.

The Rude Boys landed around them, circling around Junie and the kids.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" (Smoky)

"Smoky!" The kids shouted and ran up to him, giving him a hug.

"Are you guys alright?" (Smoky)

"Where were you guys? How did you escape?!" (Takeshi)

"We jumped out of the car when they stopped and started running. We hid behind a big dumpster for the night to sleep yesterday." (Boy)

"She found us today. She helped us come home." (Girl 1)

The Rude Boys members looked away from the kids to look at Junie, studying her. "P, take the kids back, get them to bed."

"Yes sir!"

"Wait!" the little girl ran back to Junie, giving her a hug, then looking up at hey. "My name is Eri. What's yours?"

"My name is Junie. It was nice to meet you today Eri. Remember to tell everyone what I said about the road and how to get back home okay? If you ever find yourself at Sannoh again, know that you have a friend there."

"I will. Thank you," she said as she let go of Junie to follow P.

"What the hell is someone from Sannoh doing here?" (Yu)

"Back to fight us?" (Takeshi)

"Okay woaaaahhhh hold up! Pump your breaks! I am quite literally risking my life to bring your kids back and you're accusing me of coming here to fight you guys? Do I look dumb to you? Why would I come alone?"

"Yamato came alone. Dan and Tettsu as well." (Takeshi)

"Okay, well yeah, because they're dumb that's why. I just came to return your kids. Now I'm gonna leave because I don't want any trouble with you guys."

"Junie? I've heard that name somewhere before. Who are you?" (Smoky)

"Hino Junie. My older brother is Cobra. Now I'm gonna leave, bye."

"You're not going anywhere!" Shouted Yu as he and a few other Rude Boys charged at her.

"ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING ME?!" she shouted as she dodged the members. Junie fought defense, not wanting to actually swing or hurt anybody because an actual fight meant that she would be in more trouble and could potentially cause a turf war when she didn't mean to. Junie continued holding them off but eventually lost energy going against 4 other people by herself. Takeshi knocked Junie off her feet and Yu threw her over his shoulder.

"HEY! LET ME GO! PUT ME DOWN! AAAAHHHH!"

"You're so loud can you shut up?" (Yu)

"PUT ME DOWN!"

Rude Boys carried Junie deeper into Nameless City as she continued hitting Yu (lightly) on the back and telling him to release her. Everyone eventually came to an area in the center of Nameless City where there were fires to keep the residents warm. Many were gone, already asleep but others were still awake and watching the commotion.

"Smoky, where do I put her?" (Yu)

"Just set her down, she can't run anywhere anyways. I know she's smarter than that." (Smoky)

Yu put Junie down, as her feet touched the floor she shoved him away. "You guys are lucky I don't feel like starting a turf war with all of you. I'm being serious! I need to go home."

"Who are you? Why are you here?" (Smoky)

"I already answered these questions! My name is Hino Junie. My older brother is Cobra. I found some of your kids hiding in Sannoh and am risking my life bringing them all the way back here. I need to get home, kindly tell your members to scoot out of my way and I'll leave."

"Why did Sannoh send you?" (Smoky)

"Smoky. I get it, you found five of my older brothers in your territory without permission and a drug farm being run out of one of your buildings without your knowledge, but I had nothing to do with that. I was at school outside of SWORD. Cobra doesn't let me get involved in Sannoh business anyways so I don't know why you think I was sent here. I was seriously just bringing the kids home, they can't hide in a Sannoh alley for the rest of their lives."

"You didn't fight us, why? If you're Cobra's sister you're just as strong as he is I'm sure." (Smoky)

"There is so much happening outside that could harm all of S.W.O.R.D, I don't need to add a turf war to it. Sannoh doesn't need that right now. My brother doesn't need that right now."

"What do you know about what's happening outside?" (Takeshi)

"That Iemura and Kuryu plan on making S.W.O.R.D crumble to take over so fighting amongst ourselves is something stupid to be doing right now."

Smoky walked closer to Junie, bending down so he was eye-level with her. "You don't look much older than some of the kids here. You're well spoken for a kid."

"Sometimes I don't have any other choice than to be well spoken." Before either of them could continue Junie's phone began ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket, Cobra's name with a picture they took together on her screen.

This is the part where I hope the ground opens up and swallows me whole.

"Shit he's gonna kill me," Junie whispered to herself as she picked it up and put it on speaker. "Hello?"

"HINO JUNIE! I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GONNA GROUND YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAMN LIFE! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" (Cobra)

"Um... I may or may not be held hostage by Rude Boys in Nameless City?"

"HEY!" shouted P as he regrouped with the Rude Boys members.

"CAN Y'ALL TAKE A JOKE?! GOOD LORD WHY ARE ALL OF YOU SO DAMN UPTIGHT?!" she shouted back at him. "I'm in Nameless City Cobra."

"WHAT?!" Yamato shouted from behind Cobra.

"FOR WHAT?! HINO JUNIE WHY DO YOU KEEP RUNNING OFF TO DIFFERENT TERRITORIES?!" shouted Naomi right after him.

"I-"

"DON'T TELL ME YOU WERE BORED AND WENT FOR A WALK MISSY!" (Naomi)

"Okay, funny story. While I went out for snacks to buy a cupcake for Cobra and a cheesecake for myself right? Then I found three kids who are from Nameless City hiding behind a dumpster in the alleyway by the store. They asked if I could help them get home but I had to promise not to tell any of the adults because they don't trust the adults. So I dropped off the cupcake and snacks with Cobra-"

"AND LIED TO HIM AND ME?!" (Naomi)

"Technically I lied to Cobra, then Chiharu, Tettsu, and Dan, and then you..."

"YOU THINK THAT HELPS YOUR CASE?!" (Naomi)

"No.... BUT AT LEAST I'M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH! So I left the cupcake and snacks with Cobra, lied to him about coming to talk to you, ran into Dan, Tettsu, and Chiharu, lied to them and got them to tell me the directions to Nameless City, then lied to them again and came inside to talk to you. Then I went to the back, made onigiri for the kids and made you guys some also so that you wouldn't be as mad at me, and then grabbed three of my sweaters from your trunk and lied to you again saying I was going home but I went back to the alleyway to pick up the kids and bring them to Nameless City. We arrived, the kids went home, but then Rude Boys wouldn't let me leave because they thought I was sent here to fight with them, thank you so much Yamato, Dan, Tettsu, Chiharu, and fuckin Noboru for making Rude Boys not trust anyone. Then, I got manhandled and brought to the center of Nameless City and now here we are with me on the phone with you guys. Please don't be mad at me. I'll even report my misbehavior to Rocky, Kizzy and Kaito so they don't buy me anything or allow me to eat cheesecake."

The phone was silent for a few seconds before anyone talked again.

"Baby. Where are you right now?" (Cobra)

"I told you, being held hostage by Rude Boys at the center of Nameless City."

"WE'RE NOT HOLDING YOU HOSTAGE!" (Yu)

"YOU LITERALLY ARE!"

"BABY!" (Cobra)

"WHAT?!"

"Stay there, don't move, we're coming. Is your phone on speaker?" (Cobra)

"Yes."

"Smoky if something bad happens to my sister I will rain hell on you guys," said Cobra before he hung up.

"Well... that went well. Dan, Tettsu, and Chiharu said it takes about 30 minutes on foot so it should take less on bikes. Can I go back to the edge of Nameless City so my brothers can pick me up?"

The Rude Boys members just stared at Junie because what the hell did they just witness? Smoky dismissed the others but kept P and Takeshi with him because he believed she wouldn't be much work considering she wanted to go home and wasn't trying to actively harm anyone.

The three walked behind Junie as they all walked back out to the edge of Nameless City.

"You're so weird." (Takeshi)

"Excuse me? I should be judging you guys, not the other way around."

"You're not scared of us." (Takeshi)

"Why would I be scared of you guys?"

"Because we're mysterious and have cool fighting skills." (P)

"You guys are literally just the same as Sannoh so if I'm not scared of them, I'm definitely not scared of you guys."

"That's insulting." (P)

"That I'm not scared of you?"

"That you didn't acknowledge our cool fighting skills and said we're the same as Sannoh," said P with a sad pout.

Junie turned around and started walking backwards as she talked to him. "I'm not saying it in a bad way. I acknowledge the cool fighting skills, I'm sorry. You guys do have cool techniques I know that the other S.W.O.R.D gangs don't fight that way. And I'm saying you guys are like Sannoh because you're just trying to protect your own, I respect that. It's what my brothers are always doing even if it gets them roped into trouble. I'm really sorry my brothers barged in like that, they have a tendency to make rash, in-the-moment decisions before thinking about it. And I'm sorry for barging in like I did, I would've had the Sannoh members just bring the kids back on their bikes so it would be faster but the kids were extra persistent on me not telling anyone else they were there."

"Thank you for doing that." (Takeshi)

"Yay. You acknowledged that we're cool."(P)

"Dude seriously?"(Takeshi)

"You guys even act like certain Sannoh members it's so funny. I think you guys are really cool. And you guys are very welcome, glad I could help."

"Will you always bring the kids back if you find them?" (Takeshi)

"If I'm there I definitely will but I'm not always in Sannoh. I'm usually in a neighboring city for school, but I'll force the Sannoh members to keep an eye out for any sketchy vans carrying Nameless City residents while I'm gone."

Smoky had been silently observing Junie and his brothers up until now. "You would do that?" (Smoky)

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"Most people don't care much about Nameless City residents and what happens to us." (Smoky)

"Cobra taught me better than to ignore people in need."

"Cobra did?" (Smoky)

"Yeah, it's been just us, Yamato, and Naomi for as long as I could remember. They raised me, not my parents."

"Sounds like all of us." (P)

"You said five brothers earlier, we only saw four Sannoh members the other day." (Smoky)

"One of my brothers... isn't hanging out with the right people at the moment."

"Iemura?" (Smoky)

"Yeah.... Sannoh is still trying to take care of it. I guess some people just lose their way sometimes."

"I can understand that." (Smoky)

"Hopefully we get him back on track."

The four made it to the edge of Nameless City, waiting for the Sannoh members to arrive.

"Why is your brother working with Iemura?" (P)

"I guess he wants a better life than the one he had, I don't really know."

"We had someone like that." (Takeshi)

"You did?"

"Yeah. Our brother left to work for Iemura also. We couldn't get him back... I guess you could say he lost his way and we couldn't get him back on track." (Smoky)

Before Junie could answer, the sound of multiple motorcycles filled the air. Cobra, Yamato, DTC, and Naomi were here to pick her up.

"HINO JUNIE! I GOT A FEW WRODS FOR YOU YOUNG LADY!" shouted Naomi.

"Oh I am so dead," she whispered to the 3 Rude Boys.

"HOW. DARE. YOU. LIE. TO. ME?!" (Naomi)

"Well-"

"AND COBRA?!" (Naomi)

"But Naomi-"

"AND DAN, AND TETTSU, AND CHIHARU?!" (Naomi)

"Okay but like-"

"Naomi! Let the girl explain herself first." (Yamato)

"YOU'RE ON HER SIDE?!" (Naomi)

"NO! I'M JUST SAYING LET HER EXPLAIN HERSELF! She's trying to talk to you." (Yamato)

"Start talking Junie." (Naomi)

"I didn't mean to lie... but the kids said they didn't trust the adults! So I had to promise not to say anything and then I brought them home."

"What kids?" (Naomi)

"The Nameless City kids! They got kidnapped by Doubt but then they escaped and hid behind the Dan store dumpster so after I bought a cheesecake for myself and a cupcake for Cobra I found them. They didn't want me to tell any adults so I went on a little expedition to bring them food and sweaters and then take them home. I knew you would be mad so I made extra rice balls for you guys once you found out. This is like 100th time saying this at this point! So technically you can get mad at me if you want but I wasn't out being bad or intentionally causing trouble. That should lower my punishment level in my opinion."

Naomi smacked the side of Junie's head. "You're in trouble and you're still cracking jokes."

"I'm just trying to lower the tension!"

"WHAT ABOUT US?!" DTC all shouted together.

"What about you guys?"

"DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE WE GOT IN WHEN THEY FOUND OUT?!" (Tettsu)

"It's not my fault you guys are daft so I tricked you guys into giving me directions!"

"WHAT?!" (Dan)

"OH YOU DID NOT!" (Tettsu)

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING DAFT?!" (Chiharu)

"OI!" shouted Cobra, the 4 quieting down. Cobra walked past Junie to stand in front of Smoky. "I'm sorry if my sister caused you guys any trouble. Thanks for taking care of her while she was here."

"Don't mention it, she brought our siblings back after all." Smoky looked past Cobra and at Junie. "Like you told Eri, if you're ever in the area, know that you have friends here. Be safe Junie," said Smoky as he and the Rude Boys members retreated back into Nameless City.

Cobra turned around and looked Junie, "Let's go home Baby. We can talk when we get home."

"Okay," she said quietly as she mounted his bike behind him. The Sannoh members drove back to Sannoh. DTC going home, Yamato dropping off Naomi at her home and then heading towards his. Cobra and Junie went to the gas station, continuing their all-nighter plan. The two silently entered the office, sitting in their designated seats.

Junie awkwardly sat there, the silence killing her before she looked over at Cobra and started the conversation. "You have got to stop letting me sit in silence to contemplate what I did wrong before you start talking to me Cobra. I would rather get yelled at than drown in the tension of disappointment in the air."

"At least you know what you did was wrong I guess."

"I'm sorry! I really am. But the kids didn't want me to say anything to anyone."

"I'm not upset at you Junie."

"You're not?"

"I don't really know how to feel about it. I'm glad you took initiative to help those kids out, I really am, but the running off needs to stop kid. You know that it's not safe for you to be doing that so you need to quit running off to different territories like that. I'm trying to keep you safe and out of SWORD business, so you need to quit running into it head first."

"Okay... can I use one of your ice packs?"

"For what?"

"I may or may not have fought a little with the Rude Boys and feel a few bruises forming?"

"YOU WHAT?!"

"I fought defense I swear! They were surrounding me and not letting me leave! And then one boy charged at me and then it just kinda happened," Junie said with a shrug. "Them bitches be strong though. I held my ground for a while but then got tired out because I was fighting four of them. Then one of them threw me over his shoulder and he carried me away before you called."

Cora just looked at her, closed his eyes, looked away, and let out the biggest sigh known to man. "I'm not even gonna say anything. Eat your cheesecake and don't run off anymore," he said as he took a bite out of his cupcake.

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Bonus

It's been a few hours since Junie left Cobra to go talk to Naomi. They must've gotten carried away talking, he thought to himself. That tends to happen when they're together, but Cobra got a little sulky because tonight was supposed to be for him and Junie before she had to leave for school again. I'm sure she'll be back in a bit, he thought as he went back to scrolling on his phone. Just then, Naomi and Yamato hurriedly threw open the door to his office.

"WELL DAMN! AT LEAST BE GENTLE WITH MY DOOR! THAT SHIT IS EXPENSIVE TO REPAIR!" shouted Cobra at the other two. They were a bit stunned because his voice volume is never high. (Truth is they startled him so he started shouting.)

Naomi snapped out of it first. "Cobra, where is Junie?!"

"She said she was going to Itokan to talk to you."

"She did. And then she said she was coming back to hang out with you."

"Well, she's not here obviously."

"Okay, so what the hell is this?" asked Naomi as she handed the little sticky note Junie wrote on to Cobra.

"I know you're gonna be mad at me once you find out but I made these for you guys, with a smiley face at the end."

Before Cobra could answer, DTC showed up at the gas station to fill up their bikes' gas tanks. The 3 popped in to say hi to the other trio.

"Hey guys!" (Tettsu)

"Just stopping by to grab some gas for our bikes." (Dan)

"What are you guys doing?" (Chiharu)

"Have you guys seen Junie?" (Naomi)

"Yeah. We saw her earlier." (Tettsu)

"Earlier when?" (Naomi)

"Right before she went into Itokan to talk to you." (Chiharu)

"What did she say to you guys?" (Yamato)

"She asked us what happened when Yamato and us went to Nameless City because you guys wouldn't tell her anything. Why?" (Dan)

"Junie is missing. She was supposed to be with me but then she said she was gonna go to Itokan and now Naomi can't find her either. Did she say anything else to you guys?" (Cobra)

"She asked us how to get to Nameless City then how long it took us to get there. Then she asked Chiharu how long it took him to get to Nameless City... without... a bike..." Tettsu's words started to slow down as he realized what he, Dan, and Chiharu had done.

"You are all gonna be the death of me." (Naomi)

Cobra pulled out his phone to call his sister, having a good idea on where she is now.

The Mighty Warriors pulled up in the Kuryu provided van to Junie’s performing arts academy. “Yo Bernie, this the place?” asked Ice through the back window.

“Yep. Just gotta wait for the girl to come out now.”

“Preferably, can we just take the girl and not have anything pop off around here? There are other kids here,” said Pearl.

“I didn’t take you for someone that cared about kids bro.” (9)

“I don’t, but these kids are a bunch of rich people’s kids and I personally don’t want to get involved with any other people in power. Dealing with Kuryu is enough for me, I don’t know about the rest of you.” (Pearl)

“He’s right. We don’t want to get involved with anyone we don’t need to. Get the Sannoh Girl and we’re out of here.” (Ice)

The group went back to their own things as they waited for Junie.

Class had ended for the day for Junie and her friends. The group of girls were walking out of the building and still talking about the dance routine they had just learned, and the homework they had left to finish.

“Junie are you crashing at one of our dorms tonight or are you going home?”

“I’m gonna-”

“Junie!” Junie turned at the call of her name and looked at the group of people standing by the van they were driving.

“What are the Mighty Warriors doing in front of my school?”

“Cobra sent us to pick you up.” (Bernie)

“Did he now?”

Junie’s friend Kaya grabbed her arm and whispered, “Junie, do you know them?”

Junie turned around to look at her friends and said loudly, “Sorry guys! I guess I can’t crash at the dorms tonight, my brother probably wants me home for something. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

“Oh, that was easier than I thought,” said Bernie to the other Mighty Warriors.

“A little too easy.” (Sarah)

Junie gave all her friends a hug, as Junie went in to give Kaya a hug she whispered, “Call Cobra and tell him what happened when you’re safe back at your dorm okay?”

“What about you?” Kaya whispered back.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m a big girl, I’ll keep myself safe,” Junie whispered back.

Junie let go and watched the other girls walk away, waving to them. She waited for them to be a safe distance away before descending down the stairs to stand in front of the Mighty Warriors. “Let me make one thing clear. My friends have nothing to do with S.W.O.R.D. business, so whoever you just saw erase them out of your memory right now unless you want me to rain hell on your crew. I can assure you that I don’t need my brother or his gang to cause problems for you.”

“And here I thought that you were going to be easy to deal with.” (Bernie)

“Your braincells must suck ass then, why would anyone in our world be easy to deal with?”

"Girl-" (Bernie)

“We won’t touch your friends, you have my word. We’re criminals but we’re not evil, those girls are kids who aren’t tied to our business, we’ll leave them be.” (Ice)

"Thanks I guess."

“Get in the van kid, you’re gonna be our bargaining chip.” (9)

“One, you're already failing as kidnappers. You're not giving me any good bribes or threats to get into the van. You didn’t even offer to give me candy as a starter. Two, Cobra won’t be worried, he knows you’ll return me because you’re gonna get sick of my shit real quick. Three, whatever money you’re getting from this job of kidnapping me, do everyone a favor and take some of that money and fix those fuck ass braids. And I thought Tettsu’s dreads were ugly… how the fuck did you out-ugly Tettsu?” Junie pulled herself up into the back of the sketchy white van 9 told her to get into and sat down on the floor, taking off her backpack to hold at her front and setting her duffle bag down at her side. She looked out at the Mighty Warriors who all had a look of disbelief on their faces. (Something like this lol😧)

“Well? Are you guys getting in or should I run and you guys chase me?”

Ice and Sarah went to the front of the van to drive while Pearl, 9, and Bernie got in the back with Junie.

"Give me your phone kid." (9)

"No."

"Give me your phone." (9)

"No. Who are you? My dad?"

9 and Junie wrestled for her phone. 9 was able to get it from her and turn off her location tracking before giving it back.

"Now your brother can't track you." (9)

"Obviously. I wasn't born yesterday."

"Don't call or text anyone for help either." (9)

"Puh-lease it's you guys that are gonna need help being stuck with me, not the other way around, the fuck."

"We're literally kidnapping you, that doesn't scare you?" (Pearl)

"Now that I think about it, I guess I can't use the 'who are you my dad?' approach because my real dad doesn't even tell me what to do huh? And no I'm not scared."

"Why?" (Pearl)

"Dude, I got kidnapped by Noboru a few months ago and gangs are running around my home town left and right. This? This is nothing. Usually the other gangs don't touch me though because it's Cobra's rules that I'm off limits but clearly y'all didn't get the memo."

"That's cause we're not other gangs kid, we're Mighty Warriors!" (Bernie)

"You keep telling yourself that you're special. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Are you ever nice?" (9)

"BITCH! I am literally sitting in the back of a sketchy white van with some dudes who just kidnapped me from my performing arts academy! WHY THE FUCK WOULD I BE NICE TO YOU GUYS?!"

"She's got a point. How do you know who we are? You knew us right when you saw us back there." (Pearl)

"I run a tight circle with the other S.W.O.R.D gangs, they let me know what's happening and who is new in the area. Anyways.... what are your names? Don't give me stupid code names or fake names, I have a feeling we're gonna be seeing each other a lot from here on out so it would be nice to put names to faces."

"Bernie. I'm the designated Mighty Warriors' DJ."

"Pearl."

"9."

"You said you're at a performing arts academy. What do you study at school?" (Pearl)

"Piano, contemporary dance, and I dabble in ballet because it's a requirement to graduate."

"Sounds boring to me. You should check out Mighty's stuff." (Bernie)

"Does Ice also pay you to be Mighty Warriors' marketing manager? Just because my art is different from yours doesn't make it boring."

"But everything you're doing is so slooow. That's boring." (Bernie)

"And obnoxiously loud beats with strobe lights give me a headache. Your point is?"

"We can agree to disagree. Music is music and art is art right?" (Pearl)

“Yeah.”

“You not scared we gonna kill you or something kid?” (9)

“Why do I get the feeling you’re really itching to get a punch in at me or something braids?”

“BRAIDS?! I LITERALLY TOLD YOU MY NAME AND YOU’RE GONNA CALL ME BRAIDS?!” (9)

"DID I NOT TELL YOU TO TAKE THE MONEY FROM THIS JOB AND FIX YOUR FUCK ASS HAIR EARLIER?!"

“Don’t let 9’s questions bother you,” said Bernie. “He’s a lil softy at heart,” he whispered to you. 9 reached over and smacked Bernie on the arm. “Ow bro what the hell!”

“Don’t tell the kid that shit! I’m supposed to look scary! Be intimidating!” (9)

“If you want my opinion you’re all doing a shit job at being scary. The only remotely intimidating Mighty Warrior member is the lady up front.”

“That’s Sarah.” (Bernie)

“The guy driving is Ice, he’s our leader.” (Pearl)

“Ohhh. She's very intimidating but seems like a cool person actually. And to answer your question, no, I’m not worried you’re gonna kill me. Something tells me you guys don’t do that kinda shit.”

“What if we do?” (9)

“Then I’ll fuckin haunt your asses forever until you all go clinically insane and can’t even think properly to make music. You’ll spend the rest of your life locked up in a 4 by 4 white room whispering to yourself while I creep around your mind and materialize out of thin air. Try me bitch. If you go low I will go lower.”

9 just looked at you, speechless and kinda terrified. Bernie and Pearl both laughed hysterically at the way you responded to 9 on top of his reaction.

“I like this kid!” (Pearl)

“Yo, can we just keep her? She's funny!" (Bernie)

"No, sorry. You're gonna have to return me to my brother eventually."

"Damn. We got you for now though so that's fine." (Bernie)

The van continued on driving as Junie bickered with the 3 Mighty Warriors she was stuck with in the back. As funny as these guys were, she knew that the people they answered to for this job probably weren't as chill as they are, and could only hope that Kaya called her brother and that Sannoh would be on their way to help her soon.

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Kaya quickly made her way back to her dorm. After checking her surroundings to make sure no one followed her or if anyone was hiding nearby, she pulled out her phone and clicked on Cobra's contact.

When Junie first came to the academy, Kaya was the first girl to become friends with her, not minding what Junie's older brother and his friends did for a living. Kaya was interested in how Junie lived her life outside of school, eventually convincing her parents to allow her to go visit Junie in Sannoh. Once she learned the nature of Junie's life outside of the academy, she was given Cobra, Yamato, and Naomi's contact information in case situations like these occurred outside of Sannoh where they couldn't get to her immediately.

The phone rang twice before Cobra picked up the phone.

"Cobra?"

"Hey Kaya, Junie staying with you tonight right?"

"Um, no. She was, but then some people were parked at the front of our school and said that you sent them to pick Junie up. Junie played along and made sure we all safely left the area first before going with them. She told me to call you when I got to my dorm. I asked her what about her and she said she would manage. Cobra I'm so sorry I didn't know what to do and-" Kaya began to cry and panic.

"Hey, hey it's okay. You did good, you did what Junie told you to do. I don't want you getting roped into our business neither does Junie. You did good it's okay."

"Okay..."

"Kaya do you know who was there? What did they look like?"

"Um, there were 5 people. 4 men and 1 woman. They were wearing street clothes. They were, um, standing in front of a white van. They knew Junie because when we got outside they called out to her and were super casual when they said that you told them to pick her up. I, um, I don't think I can remember anything else."

"Okay, that's okay. Thank you-"

"WAIT! Cobra I remember something else!"

"What do you remember Kaya?"

"When they called out to Junie, her back was turned because she was talking to us, but when she turned around she asked what Mighty Warriors were doing here."

Cobra let out a big sigh, screwing his eyes shut in annoyance. "Okay, thank you Kaya. Stay safe okay?"

"Okay... can you bring Junie back safe?"

"Bring her back I can do, I always will, but safe? Safe isn't a common word in our world Kaya."

"I know but... just bring my best friend home please?"

"I will Kaya. Go to sleep."

"Okay."

The line went dead after that. Kaya was worried but knew that Junie was tough, she could hold her own until Cobra came for her. Kaya went to bed trying not to worry too much about her best friend.

Cobra on the other hand was getting ready to blow up all of Chikuni City. It's been a long time thing that Junie is off limits when attacking Sannoh especially because all of S.W.O.R.D protects her, but clearly not everyone honors unspoken rules. Cobra got up from the couch and started to pace Yamato's garage.

"Who was that?" (Yamato)

"That was Kaya." (Cobra)

"Kaya? As in Junie's friend from school?" (Yamato)

"Yeah." (Cobra)

"What did she call for?" asked Naomi as she entered the garage.

Cobra let out an exasperated sigh and looked at the two of them. "Mighty Warriors just took Junie."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" (Yamato)

"What happened?!" (Naomi)

"Junie already told me this morning she was gonna crash at the dorms, but Kaya says that after class when they left the academy, Mighty Warriors were waiting for Junie outside. She was calm and played along until her friends were safe and out of the area before following them. Now she's with them. I just checked her location and her tracking is turned off." (Cobra)

"Idiots. Always getting a kid involved when she's got nothing to do with them." (Naomi)

"How do we find her now? We need to tell the others." (Yamato)

"We will, I think-" Cobra's phone started to buzz. He lifted the phone to check who was calling and was met with a picture of him and Junie. He hurriedly answered the call and put it on speaker. "JUNIE! ARE YOU OKAY?!"

"WHERE ARE YOU?!" (Yamato)

"JUNIE ARE YOU HURT?!" (Naomi)

"So caring. Junie must be so thankful to have so many people taking care of her."

"Kohaku?! WHERE THE HELL IS MY SISTER?!" (Cobra)

"No need to worry, she's safe, right Junie?" (Kohaku)

"I'm fine guys! Just gonna die because Kohaku and Lee's egos are so fucking inflated that it takes up all the oxygen in the room!"

"HEY!" (Lee)

"COME NEAR ME AND I SWEAR I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS! YOU CAN'T EVEN FIGHT DIP SHIT!"

"You can see her after." (Kohaku)

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN AF-" the phone line went dead. "HELLO?! KOHAKU?! KOHAKU! DAMN IT!" shouted Cobra as he threw his phone onto the couch.

"What does he mean by after?" (Naomi)

"The fight," said Tsukumo as he got off of his bike and walked towards the trio, stopping in front of them in the garage.

"Tsukumo." (Cobra)

"I can't believe this." (Yamato)

"Yo." (Tsukumo)

"Where have you been?" (Cobra)

"What are you doing here?" (Naomi)

"Why didn't you contact us after getting out of the hospital?" (Yamato)

"You guys look rough... Kohaku right?" (Tsukumo)

"What fight are you talking about?" (Cobra)

"Two days from now, Kohaku and 500 members of Mighty and Doubt will come here to crush S.W.O.R.D. Kuryu had Mighty kidnap Junie to use as a bargaining chip against you. All of you. They know that all of S.W.O.R.D loves Junie, and that you'll all show up for not only the fight but for her." (Tsukumo)

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WOOHOO WE ARE AT THE END! Sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors, I did read through and edit this multiple times but I'm quite prone to making little mistakes here and there that I don't catch.

Did you enjoy the backstory on how Junie met everyone in S.W.O.R.D? These are all just some small blurbs and context to how Junie met everyone and why she has a certain relationship with certain groups and their members. For example, she's very close to Kizzy and Kaito from White Rascals because they act like her parents and she's close with Murayama like he's another brother to her. Whereas with Rude Boys and Daruma they are more of respectful acquaintances.

I will be writing more about Junie and Murayama's sibling like bond in future stories. This story doesn't make it seem like Hyuga and Junie are close because they definitely aren't like how she's close with Kizzy+Kaito or Murayama, but I plan to have Hyuga be like a mentor in a way to Junie in further stories because I wanted to add some depth to Hyuga's character and not just write him as a crazy fighter.

The story for how Junie met Mighty will also be included and continued in the "Junie in High&Low the Movie" post! I didn't want to post all of it here since this is just a how Junie met everyone post so please look forward to that!

© This work is copyrighted by enhashoutout. I only post my work on this Tumblr account. I do not allow people to repost or translate my work. If you do see anyone doing so, please let me know. Writers work hard on their stories, please don't be a crappy human and take our work. ♡

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Chapter 1: So High [M]

Summary: “A manwhore and a junkie… it’s a match made in heaven.”

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

Genre: High School au, angst

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: 18+, substance use disorder/drug addiction, PTSD, child abuse, additional warnings might be added as story progresses.

A/N: I swear I spent like a month researching to make sure everything is as accurate as possible, but if you’re more experienced in this topic and see some inaccuracies don’t hesitate to let me know. Also, if you are under 18: do. not. read. I am watching you younglings.

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Just one step at a time Y/N, you're almost there.

You groaned inwardly as you continued to drag your feet along the concrete sidewalk, every bone in your body weighing you down like a heavy truck. Your muscles screamed at you to turn around and burrow back into your bed and even your mind was having trouble focusing. Overall, nothing but pure willpower was pushing you through the empty park, but you had to keep moving if you wanted these feelings to stop. 

So you pushed on. 

Ironically, the atmosphere was a perfect reflection of your mood. Despite how early it was in the morning, there was no prospect of the usual sunlight. Instead, grey clouds and an oddly comfortable hum caused by rainy drizzle surrounded you as you continued. It only made your muscles more languid and you almost caught yourself falling asleep mid-step several times. 

Thankfully, after what felt like hours, your gaze caught onto a lone figure on the other side of the park, rocking against one of the swings quietly. Besides him, the area was largely deserted, probably because of how early it was in the morning. Soon it would be filled with students and parents rushing to their schools and jobs. 

You'd be one of them, but for now, you had more pressing matters to attend to. 

"Yoongi," you greeted idly once you walked up to him. 

Yoongi, who had been staring at the sand below him, looked up at you with a scowl. His black hair was pulled into a half bun while it looked like he had gotten his hair trimmed. Today, he was dressed in an expensive looking black rain jacket that stopped at his knees paired with black combat boots. His silver cross earring seemed unusually dull in the rainy weather. 

"It's Suga when we're doing business," he corrected, pushing himself off the swing while eyeing the security cameras wearily. They weren't working at the moment, due to some renovations or something like that, so you didn't really understand the paranoia. 

You tilted your head lazily at his statement, "it's always business with us."

"Exactly," he frowned, shaking his head in regret, "if it wasn't for- well, you know- you wouldn't have even figured out my actual name, which is already annoying. So no need to rub it in."

"Nope, I worked too hard to get that name just to never use it," you smirked, trying to keep your voice light, but on the inside you were itching to grab what you came for, "so... do you have it?"

Yoongi's hand disappeared into his jacket's pocket and returned with a small white bottle just barely the size of your thumb. Why was it so small?

"What the hell is that?"

Despite your words, it took everything in you not to snatch up the bottle like some savage, but your pleasantries only went so far. The second the bottle was in your hand you didn't bother waiting for him to leave before you opened it and downed three pills on the spot. 

He frowned in response, "I'm low on stock right now."

It was always so typical of him to have such short and concise responses, and although you hated it, it was pretty helpful for when you were going through withdrawals. It was easier for your foggy mind to understand short sentences rather than a bunch of details. But you were going to need the details in this case. Yoongi hadn't been low on stock in a long time, which means something must have happened.  

At your expression Yoongi sighed. 

"Look, I think someone tipped the police off about me so I'm laying low for a while. In fact, the only reason I'm even doing business with you right now is because you're my least problematic client, which I appreciate... and also because I know withdrawal can be a real pain."

You hummed in response, barely paying attention. The pills you just took weren't going to kick in for another 10-20 minutes, so most of what Yoongi was saying was flying through one ear and out the other. 

"Anyways," he sighed, likely noticing your current state, "I'll get the payment after I get the cops off my back."

He hesitated before his next words but ultimately mumbled, "take care of yourself."

You lazily watched as he made his way into a flashy red car and drove off before you realised you should probably get going as well. 

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By the time you reached your school, you felt your focus sharpen as the Adderall you had taken earlier finally started kicking in. The black jacket you had been wearing, to hide your uniform from Yoongi of course, was hanging against your arm as you made your way into the school towards your classroom. 

Since you were a little early, the class wasn't entirely full just yet. Students were still milling around, laughing and chatting about things you couldn't care less about. It wasn't until you sat down in your seat when you noticed that your best, and only, friend was already in the classroom. 

Kim Namjoon, with his dark brown hair and dimpled cheeks, gave you a stern look as he noticed your presence. 

"You didn't answer my call yesterday," he stated as-a-matter-of-factly. 

That made you snort, "when do I ever answer your calls for school related stuff?"

"Because you're too busy crashing from all the drugs you take throughout the day?"

It was his tone more than his words that made you turn towards him with a frown. Namjoon has always bothered you about your... recreational activities, that's no surprise. But there was something about the rare harshness in his voice this time that had you taken aback.  

"I'm fine Namjoon, chill out."

But Namjoon seemed unusually persistent today and only his next words gave some insight as to why, "you know there was a death in my apartment yesterday? A guy overdosed on a ton of cocaine and died, Y/N, because he was doing the exact same thing you do."

You shifted uncomfortably to mask your uneasiness.

"I don't do coke," you joked, but Namjoon's face didn't waver. 

"So? Whether it’s Adderall or meth, the result is still the same,” he pressed further, "you know he was completely alone when it happened? And when his family came to the funeral, they barely even cared. Most of them said they hadn't seen him in years."

You scoffed, "Well, I definitely won't have that problem."

His expression softened, "there are people that still care about you, Y/N, but if you continue on the path you're on right now, I can't guarantee that. I don't want you to be like him. I don't want you to end up alone with nothing but a drug addiction."

You could hear the fear in his voice at that last sentence. 

"I don't have an addiction, Namjoon, relax," you said as you heard the bell ring. All around you, students rushed to their seats in preparation for the class, "I could stop if I wanted to, you're just being paranoid."

He seemed disappointed at your response, even a little angry.

"You're high right now aren't you?" He whispered. 

“When am I not?"

"That's not funny, Y/N."

"It's a little funny."

Namjoon's hand grabbed your arm in frustration as his voice lowered, "this isn't a joke, Y/N. If you're not going to take this seriously then I'll have to do things you're not going to like."

You scoffed at the threat, "like what? Tell everyone about it? How would you even convince them? I'm a straight A student that's respectful to all the teachers. Who would even believe you?"

"A simple drug test can change all that," he snapped back. 

Your eyebrow raised, "so you'd report me to the police?"

Namjoon's frustrated face morphed into shame as he looked away quickly. The two of you had been friends ever since you and your father moved here when you were 7 years old. He was practically your brother at this point. When he found out about your using around a year ago, he had been furious, but every time he tried, he just couldn't report you. Maybe it was because he didn't want you to have a criminal record, or maybe it was because he didn't want to hurt you, either way he's been ashamed about the lack of action ever since. 

Namjoon watched the teacher walk into the class with a mixture of guilt and anguish. 

"I should... If I really cared about you I would've reported you the first time I found out. Maybe it wouldn't have become so bad if I did..."

You quietly watched as the students started getting out their textbooks and homework. Namjoon's words, despite not being anything new, should've moved you. You should've felt a need to change, or to do better. 

But you didn't feel any of that. Even hearing about that man, that might even be foreshadowing to your future, didn't instill any fear into your heart. In fact, the prospect of that being your future didn't shake you. 

Honestly, you felt nothing at all. 

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The sound of the bell ending first period had never felt more relieving as you finally felt Namjoon’s gaze, which had been drilling into the side of your head the entire time, shift. Thankfully, he wasn’t in your second period class so you’d finally get a break from his constant worry. 

That allowed you to make your way to your second classroom quietly before settling down in your usual seat that was near the back of the class. You were even going to quietly rest your head on your desk for a moment, but the sound of three girls shuffling towards you made you realise that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. 

It was always comical how fast she approached you the second Namjoon was out of the picture.

"Y/N!" 

You groaned, preparing yourself for what you knew was going to be one of the worst five minutes of your life.

Kim Jiwoo smirked as she peered down at you, two girls, whose names you didn't even know, at her side. Today she had tied her long brown hair into a half ponytail, letting her side bangs frame her face. Most would call her pretty, but you knew better than to flatter a snake. 

"Did you sleep in a barn last night?" She laughed, tugging at a strand of your hair, "it looks like a rat’s nest."

The two at her side laughed as she gasped.

"Wait, who am I kidding," she continued, " your father couldn't afford a barn. Where then? The side of a highway?"

Another round of her friends' laughs filled the room annoyingly. 

"Don't you have anywhere else to be insecure, Jiwoo?" You grumbled tiredly. 

She simply scoffed, "what do I have to be insecure about? Your face is all the self-love I need. Everyday I wake up and am thankful my parents didn't give birth to one like yours."

That made you smile, "speaking of parents, how is your parents' divorce going? I heard your dad was found sleeping with the maid after church, again. Personally I think you take after him the most."

The two girls' eyes widened in surprise as they side-eyed a seething Jiwoo. At this point, the whole class had gone quiet, listening intently to the two of you. 

For a moment, a very dumb moment, you thought she'd leave it at that and make an embarrassing exit. 

But you were never a very lucky one, were you?

"My parents' divorce is going great, thanks for asking," she said suddenly, a snake-like grin on her face, "I'm just glad both of them are still alive."

You tensed as you felt her close the space between the two of you, "how are your parents, Y/N?"

As unaffected as you were trying to appear, it took a lot of self-control not to throw a chair at her face. 

But Jiwoo wasn't done just yet. 

"Oh my!" She gasped, hands flying to her lips, "I completely forgot! You don't have both of your parents, do you?"

You could feel her breath as she chuckled, but the smile dropped from her face as she came closer, "What's wrong, Y/N? Mother couldn't survive a little chemo?"

Distantly you heard some students gasp, while others laughed. It didn't matter, because none of them could stop you when you brought up your fist and slammed it into her face. 

Anyone that says violence will never be fulfilling is a liar. Watching Jiwoo crumple to the ground was all the therapy you needed. 

Unfortunately, that only made her laugh more. 

"You know, if you kill yourself, maybe you can meet mommy in hell," she laughed, wiping the small trickle of blood from her mouth. 

You just scoffed, hiding the second wave of anger by sitting back in your seat, "and see you there too? No thanks."

As Jiwoo stood, the door of the classroom opened, causing everyone's head to snap towards it. The girls swooned as Mr. Kim walked in with light steps. His gaze first fell on Jiwoo, who was standing over you, and then your seated form.  

"Is there a problem here?"

No one answered, either too afraid for reprimand or too immersed in checking him out. Mr. Kim Seokjin was the youngest teacher in the school, not to mention the most attractive according to the female students. Forget the girls, you were pretty sure you've even caught some of the guys talking about how hot he is. 

When no one answered he raised an eyebrow. It was clear he knew something had happened here, something that shouldn't have happened. But after a moment, he must have decided to let it go because he turned around and started writing on the board. 

"Please go back to your seats everyone and turn to page 237."

You watched as everyone scrambled to their desks, except for Jiwoo of course, who gave you a condescending smile first. That was the one thing you could respect about her, she knew how to take a punch without being a whiny baby about it. The two of you had been at each other's throats for as long as you could remember. The rivalry between you was always so excessively vicious because you were cousins, meaning you knew a lot more about each other's familial secrets compared to the other students. In fact, now that you think about it, you probably exposed her parents' divorce to the class. But you'll take it as payback for yesterday, when she tripped you in the hallways and almost broke your head against one of the lockers. 

Mr. Kim continued to speak about the lesson, which you were completely focused on thanks to the pills you had taken this morning. 

Well, that was until you heard distracting whispers behind you. 

"Who's that?" A male voice whispered, seemingly to someone beside him. 

Another voice answered in the same manner, "oh yeah, you just transferred from class A, right? You don't know about the drama here. Those two have been at each other's throats since forever."

The first voice chuckled, "I don't care about that. Who is she?"

"Um," the second voice paused, as if confused, "you mean her? That's Kim Y/N... why? What's up?"

"She's got a hot back," the first voice said. 

You scowled as you turned around to face the voices, "this 'hot back' can hear you, you know."

You were met with two guys sitting next to each other. The first had permed dirty blonde hair, a boxy grin and intimidating eyes. You already knew him to be Taehyung. Although you'd never really held a full conversation with him, you knew he'd been in your class for a while. 

But the one sitting next to him wasn't as familiar, though you knew you've seen him in the halls before. His hair was a bright orange that oddly suited him, while his cheeks were soft yet structured. 

He was attractive, there was no denying it. But there was also no denying that he was the one commenting on your 'hot back' too, which you did not appreciate.

"Oh I know," he replied coolly, "is admiration suddenly a crime?"

"Go admire someone else's back, thanks," you said, turning back to the lesson being taught. 

But the whispers only continued. 

"Such a pretty face too," the orange haired guy said, and you could almost see him smirking. 

You saw exactly that when you turned around once again, but this time towards Taehyung, "could you put your friend on a leash?"

Taehyung, who actually seemed confused, just shrugged. 

"I'm Park Jimin," the orange haired guy announced, "what's your name, kitten?"

It took everything in you not to cringe at the nickname and instead turn back towards the front of the class, "not interested."

As you watched Mr. Kim turn towards the board to write something down, the sound of a pencil falling to the ground followed. You were sure Jimin threw one at you to get your attention, like some middle schooler might you add, but you were determined to ignore him, keeping your focus on the board. You could hear the sound of a chair scraping against the floor, a slight chuckle and even light footsteps. 

But a moment later you felt your back start to warm up. At first you thought maybe the classroom's heating had turned up, but then you swivelled around to come face to face with Park Jimin. His chest was so close to your back, all he had to do was move just an inch forward and he'd be pressed against it. 

With Mr. Kim still writing something on the board, Jimin went completely unnoticed aside from one or two curious students. 

But that didn't deter him at all. 

"There's going to be a party tonight at Taehyung's place," Jimin whispered, his lips close to your ear, "you should come. I'm sure you'll have a good time."

Just as his head lifted away from yours, Mr. Kim turned around. 

"Jimin, what are you doing out of your seat?" He asked, crossing his arms. 

Jimin raised a pencil in response, and with a start, you realised it was your pencil that had been sitting on your desk a few seconds earlier, "sorry, I just dropped my pencil."

Mr. Kim nodded and went back to teaching the lesson while you heard Jimin take his seat once again, still feeling the ghost of his lips near your ear. 

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For the record, it wasn't Park Jimin that had you driving to Taehyung's house at 10 PM on a Friday night. You had known about the party before he had 'invited' you and had already been planning to go. Of course, most students were attending for some partying.

And although partying sounded good, you had other intentions in mind. 

Your car rolled to a stop a few blocks away from Taehyung's house before you got out and started walking along the dark sidewalk. You could already hear the music and sounds of chatter from your current position, but you doubt anyone in the neighbourhood would complain about it. Taehyung's parents were the definition of rich, and messing with people like that was never a very smart option. The best they could do was pop in some ear plugs and wait the party out. 

"Y/N?!" A familiar voice behind you called out. 

Speaking of ear plugs...

You tried to fasten your pace, but Jiwoo was already in step beside you. There seemed to be no sign of the girls from earlier this time. 

"Where are your goons?"

Her reply was quick. 

"Where's your sobriety?"

You rolled your eyes, continuing to walk in silence. To your distaste, she didn't leave after that. 

"Thanks a lot for advertising the divorce. You know how hard it was to keep something like that on the down low?" She scoffed, actually looking quite annoyed. 

You raised an eyebrow, "you're really going to act like that after the chemo comment?"

"You started it. Don't act like some victim now."

It was your turn to scoff now, "you started it like 5 years ago."

"It was 7 years actually."

"Aww, do you have a calendar you use to mark our fights too? I'm straight, before you get any ideas."

"Oh screw off, Y/N."

Thankfully, there was a beat of silence after that. You cursed yourself for parking so far away from the house, but it was usually useful for when the police were called and they started impounding cars. At this point, you'd rather take the police than Jiwoo's presence. 

After a moment Jiwoo spoke up again, "I saw you with Jimin in second period."

She grinned. 

"A manwhore and a junkie... it's a match made in heaven."

You almost celebrated when Taehyung's house finally came into view. Without even bothering to look in Jiwoo's direction, you scurried into the house, but not before hearing her cackle like some kind of witch. 

You genuinely feel bad for whoever decides to curse their life by marrying her. Maybe she'll do everyone a favour and stay single forever, though you doubt she'd be that gracious. 

Even though it was relatively early for the party, the living room was packed with people. Students you recognized from school were chatting and laughing together while others played games and took shots. You were pretty sure you even caught one or two college kids here and there too. 

As you scanned the room, your eyes were naturally drawn to a head of bright orange hair sitting on one of the couches lazily as a girl sat on his lap with a smile. Jimin looked good, with a simple white t-shirt and ripped jeans. A silver earring, similar to Yoongi's, hung from one of his ears. 

For a second, you thought his eyes caught yours, but you turned away and started walking towards the kitchen before you could confirm. It didn't matter anyway, you weren't here for him. 

The sight of alcohol had you smiling. 

You were here for this.  

You grabbed a cup and filled it with beer from one of the tanks sitting on the counter. There were a few empty bottles of vodka and even wine sprawled around, implying that if you looked hard enough you might be able to snag a bottle. But you weren't very keen on getting too hammered tonight. 

While deep in thought, you didn't notice Jimin slip in front of you until he started talking. 

"Having fun?" He asked, a red plastic cup filled with a clear substance already in his hand. His hair was dishevelled and messy, like someone had run their hands through it many times, and a silver necklace shaped like an upside down spade hung from his neck. 

The necklace forced you to look down at his loose sleeveless white shirt, which did a poor job at hiding his toned figure. The muscles in his arm were flexed as they held the cup, making it hard to focus on the one in your own hand. You turned towards the kitchen's counter, trying to shift your mind to something else. 

But Jimin seemed to notice that, making him smirk.

"Like what you see?" He asked innocently as he slowly made his way towards you. When he finally came to a stop, he was so close you could feel the heat of his chest on your arm while his hand rested on the countertop right in front of you, "you don't have to look away, kitten. I don't mind giving it to you if you want it."

Your sharp gaze met his eyes once again, which were also a lot closer than you had initially thought. With his chest near your arm, his hot breath against your ear and his ruffled hair, you didn't blame yourself when you felt a hesitant shiver run down your spine. 

Park Jimin was a jerk, but god was he a hot jerk.

But was this something you wanted? Although you weren't exactly opposed to the idea, you didn't exactly want it either. It had been a long time since you last had sex, and the thought of doing it again with someone like Jimin, aka someone with a lot of recent experience, was kind of nerve wracking. You'd rather just get high. 

"Believe it or not, I didn't come to this party because of you," you said finally. 

"Oh?" His gaze lingered on your lips before raising back to your eyes, "then why are you here?" 

For the free alcohol, and hopefully free drugs, would've been your honest answer. 

"Why does anyone attend parties? To have some fun of course."

Jimin regarded you for a moment before replying, "there are different types of fun at parties. Which one are you here for?"

You shrugged, "not the type you're interested in."

With that, you filled your cup to the top before walking out of the room, eyes peeled for a dealer. Your talk with Jimin had heightened your desire for some fun, which for you was to feel nothing at all. All you had to do was find a dealer that would be willing to give you a sample. 

Thankfully, with your experience, finding someone was no problem. In less than 10 minutes you had found and flagged down a man that seemed much too old to be at a high school party. You chuckled inwardly at the sudden thought of 'cheating' on Yoongi with another dealer, but Yoongi wasn't always available, especially now that the police were on his back. 

After getting the dealer to trust that you weren't a cop, which was stupid considering your age, he eyed you with a more comfortable stare. 

"Okay, what do you need?" He asked patiently. 

You paused for a moment, thinking it over. You already had gotten some Adderall from Yoongi earlier today, and you were craving something a little stronger. But you were in the mood of something relaxing, not stimulating.  

Then the thought of heroin popped into your mind. You were always careful when it came to opioids since they're insanely addictive, but the last time you had some was a pretty long time ago. You were sure the gap was long enough for it to be safe to take it again. Besides, the feeling it gave was always amazing, like every cell in your body was relaxed and calm. 

You'd like that at the moment, and you told him just that. 

He excused himself for a second, rushing into a room before returning again with a bag of fine white powder. He held it out to you discretely, but not before announcing the price. 

"I want a sample first," you said, but the man shook his head. 

"Sorry, no samples."

That made you scoff, "What? How am I supposed to know if it's good or not? Besides this is heroin I'm talking about, not weed."

"Either give me the money and take it or don't. I don't do samples."

"No thanks, I'll look somewhere else."

You turned and started making your way away from him, feeling a bit irritated, but not very angry. You've never had an issue with finding samples at a party. You just seemed to have picked the wrong guy. 

But soon enough, after dealing with multiple dealers that refused, you huffed in frustration. 

"What is up today with you guys? Why is everyone suddenly so against samples?" You rambled to one of them. He just gave you a tired look. 

"Supply has been low lately. I've heard that the police are closing in on some of our harbour guys- uh, major suppliers, if you don't understand. A lot of them have had to lay low because of it, meaning guys like us aren't getting a lot of supply lately. We can't afford to give out samples right now."

So Yoongi wasn't the only one in a tight spot at the moment. Turns out a lot of dealers are suffering right now. That almost made you groan out loud. 

"So that's a hard no to the sample?" You said, causing the guy to raise an eyebrow. 

"Just pay up, don't be cheap," he said with crossed arms. 

"It's a party. Obviously, I didn't bring any money with me, I've never needed it."

The guy just shook his head and walked away, leaving you alone and needy. 

No samples. No dealers. You couldn't contact Yoongi at the moment either, which meant drugs were now out of the question. So much for having fun. 

You downed your cup of beer, though you knew the most it would do was leave you buzzed. You could always start searching for the vodka you had seen earlier, but your dad was coming back tomorrow and you didn't want to be dealing with a killer hangover when meeting him. 

While your mind did back flips trying to figure out a way to salvage the night, your gaze caught Jimin at the other side of the room. He was laughing with a girl, rarely taking a sip from his cup as he listened to the girl talk about things you couldn't hear. 

You've heard a lot of people say that taking heroin feels like having 1000 orgasms at once. Obviously, there was nothing else that could achieve such a feeling.

But there was definitely something that came close.

As if hearing your thoughts, Jimin's eyes, which had been scanning the room nonchalantly, fell on your figure. When you didn't look away, he tilted his head, almost like he was asking a question. 

Your gaze flickered to the staircase before landing back on him. Hoping he'd get the hint, you started making your way up them, not waiting to see if he was following. 

Asking for sex was one thing you would not grant Park Jimin. If he wanted it, he was going to have to be smart enough to get it. 

After checking in on a few rooms, you finally entered one that wasn't occupied with a moaning mess of bodies. It was luxurious, with a king sized bed wrapped in comfy looking sheets, a fluffy carpet coating most of the floor and a mini chandelier hanging overhead. 

It made you wonder what the hell Taehyung's parents did for a living. 

Before you could ponder any further, the sound of the room’s door opening and then closing quickly pulled you out of your thoughts, which was then followed by the sound of light footsteps treading carefully on the wooden floor. 

When the footsteps softened because of the carpet, you turned around to find Jimin standing barely a foot away from you, his gaze focused on your still form. Now that the prospect of sex was a lot more likely, you let yourself properly enjoy the sight of him. Your eyes first started with his body, taking in the toned muscles that peaked through his white shirt and then his thick thighs that were exposed through his ripped jeans. 

"It looks like you've changed your mind," he said, taking a step closer, causing you to take a step back.

But Jimin simply took another step forward until you could feel the cold wall press into your back. One of his hands leaned against the wall behind your head while the other leaned against the wall beside your stomach, caging you in the process. It forced you to focus on his face now, rather than his body. His orange hair was still dishevelled, framing his face perfectly. Despite the softness of his cheeks, his jawline was sharp, along with his eyes and nose. With how close he was, you could see every dip and pore in his face, yet somehow you couldn't find a single flaw on his skin. 

His eyes scanned your own body and face the same way you had barely a second ago, pupils dilating in desire.

"Can I touch you, kitten?"

Ignoring the nickname, your gaze travelled down to his lips, which looked so soft and plump. You wanted to know how they would feel on your skin, especially on your own lips. 

You nodded slowly before breathing out your answer, "yes."

Jimin wasted no time pulling you closer towards him. He let his hands run down your arms and rest at your waist as his eyes flickered between your lips and neck, as if conflicted as to which one to start with.

As he pulled your waist against him, his lips started on your neck, leaving behind light kisses that gradually became more and more heated. His hand rubbed circles against your hip, in an oddly reassuring manner, while his lips started to lower to your collarbone. 

Your breathing started to intensify as Jimin left open mouthed kisses against your neck and jaw. 

"I was hoping you'd change your mind," he breathed against your neck. A new set of pleasuring shivers travelled down your spine.

"Why's that?"

His hand, which had been resting on your hip, traveled upwards to cup your cheek, "I wasn't joking when I said you had a pretty face."

The hand cupping your cheek suddenly pulled you forward as Jimin connected your lips with his. They were so soft and plump as they moved against yours, causing your stomach to flutter in satisfaction. You never realised just how pleasurable making out was until today.

Jimin’s lips travelled back to your neck as he continued to drop heated kisses against your skin. You could still feel his hand rubbing circles into your hip while the other brushed against your cheek to hold your head steady. 

Feeling a little hazy, your hand disappeared into your pocket to bring out the white bottle Yoongi had given you this morning. As Jimin continued to wreck your neck in the most pleasurable way possible, you opened the bottle behind his back and moved it to down a pill or two. 

But the sound of its opening caused Jimin to look up until he eyed the bottle in your hand. 

"Are those drugs?" He asked suddenly, pulling away from you slightly. 

"No they're just Skittles," you replied sarcastically, moving the bottle towards your lips once again. But before you could pop even one pill, Jimin swiped the bottle out of your hand and chucked it into the trash can across the room. 

"Wh- Hey! What the hell?!" You protested, but he gently pushed you back against the wall.

"No drugs in the bedroom."

Before you could scoff he closed the distance between the two of you once again, letting his lips brush against your ear, "you're in my bedroom, Y/N. That means you follow my rules."

As if to make a point, he brushed his fingers against the inside of your clothed thigh, pulling a heavy breath from your lips. 

Your irritation soon morphed into pleasure as Jimin brought his lips to yours once again. One of his hands was still rubbing circles against your hip, but the other had moved down to your waist to pull you closer to him. 

“Why did you-” he paused at the sight of you as he pulled back for a moment. Swollen lips, messy hair, heavy pants… Jimin didn’t think he’d ever encountered someone hotter in his entire life. 

He cleared his throat, hoping you didn’t notice the pause, “why’d you change your mind?”

You took him in for a moment. His rust-coloured hair was dishevelled, with a few strands falling onto his forehead, while his plush lips separated to accommodate his heavy breaths. 

You shrugged. 

“I wanted to try a different kind of fun,”

“Fun?” He repeated with a grin.

You felt his hand circle your wrist before he guided you away from the wall. From this angle, you got to enjoy his back muscles peeking from his white shirt before he turned back to you. 

“Clothes off. Get on the bed,” he instructed, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it to a corner. 

“I’ll show you what fun is, kitten.”

Next Chapter...

[youphoriaot7]

Wait, um...crack theory that's starting to feel less and less crack by the second? (Or maybe I'm just convincing myself.)

What if this ["this" being the note, the corpse, the message in blood] was all done by Cellbit's minime?

This actually plays into something I was thinking about the other day, which is that the Federation knows exactly what they're doing. And...you know, I hesitate to say this. Because while it may have been an incredibly confusing day, it still felt like a win, and I don't want to take that away.

But the more and more I think about it, the more sense it makes for the Federation to have...at least planned for the A0 project to get stolen, if not pointed the islanders towards it.

I was backwatching Cellbit's October 15th vod and I finally got to the conversation between him and the guard—who I still really think is Antoine, and that does play into this, but I think it works without too so *shrug*—but I just...

The guard asked him what he knew about Project A0, so Cellbit responded, "I know that you're striving to achieve perfection—you've been analyzing everything on the island, you've been taking information, you've been giving tasks to make people busy and analyze their behavior...and creat[ing] something using a bunch of water and energy." (The guard's response was "it's a bit vague, but yes—you're on the right path.")

From Baghera, we know The Federation was doing DNA testing. Which is yet another way of analyzing people (and, in this case, hybrids and(?) animals). So, clearly, they've been planning for this for a while. Plus, they've been giving the islanders these tasks to, as Cellbit pointed out, evaluate and analyze their behavior.

But why would they be analyzing the behavior of the islanders? Is it strictly because the island is an ExperimentTM and they're the only humans the Feds have access to? (Implying that the workers aren't, in fact, humans, but that's a whole other kettle of fish.) Or is it something else?

Do we really know what this player data truly is, or how it manifests lore-wise? Because we know about those three (four?) books Fit found at that outpost, but who's to say that's all of it? It certainly wasn't everyone on the island—just some of the new players. Is it possible that data could manifests as memories; somewhat similar to what Fit and/or Pierre have done? (I know Pierre's has robotic connotations to it, but you can see what I'm getting at.)

Cellbit brought up a good point earlier at the A0 event: what are these things made of? Because, like, meta-wise, they're a custom mob that can be easily reskinned, just like a player model. No big deal. But canon-wise? What the hell can take the shape of various people without prior programming/precursory knowledge?

Additionally: the way Antoine and Cucuthree talked at the end of his stream earlier today makes me think about the fact that these minimes are clearly called a "failed Federation experiment" by multiple people in multiple places—the one that comes to mind is the Twitter post for the event. The Duck even mentioned in the second cutscene: "Luckily, they're harmless, so you have nothing to worry about!" Luckily implies that at one time...they weren't so harmless.

Plus, Cellbit hasn't exactly been...the nicest to his minime, which was also a warning given out by the Duck—and he gave it a knife. Didn't Bagi say it looked like a stab wound?

Before I stretch this way too far, the point is: There's too much in that note that no one except for Cellbit knows. Which means there are only a couple of options here. Either:

1) It's Cell, somehow. [Whether a sleepwalking/off-camera situation or what.] Not really too keen on this option. Makes my stomach all tense and churny. (/lh)

2) The Federation has records of his memories, somehow. [There have been plenty of opportunities for them to get these—for example, we still don't know what happened to Cellbit when he got kidnapped. And we know that they were experimenting with Project A0 around this time, likely having done something with Felps.]

2.5) The Federation has records of his memories, and has put it together with their other knowledge and technology to create these...clones. [Remember how people were speculating they might have to fight armies of themselves? Maybe that wasn't so far off. And, well. You're telling me a clone of Cellbit wouldn't try to fight psychologically?]

Anyway, I put way too much time into this, so um. Yeah. I, uh...I really hope I'm wrong.

[acroagoraphobe]

What Makes a Man a Monster

Chapter 6: The Man Who Came Up With A New Concept Of Death.

Hiii yeah just felt like writing a chapter today! (Because I just edited a fandom wiki article about me and Im in a writing mood.)

ANYWAYS.

Violence iminent, be warned.

ALSO I MIGHT NOT DO THE COLORED TEXT FOR A FEW CHAPTERS BECAUSE IT'S ANNOYING TO HAVE TO DO AND I WANNA MAKE CHAPTERS QUICKER :3 (Also ill be able to make longer chapters without them takjng so long to add colors and text effects in :)

The ominous sounds of the deser wafted into to the ears of all who could hear. Distant screams and gunshots being heard from a road far away from the town of Novac. Sixer's next destination.. Hopefully.

But now, he was too busy making those distant screams of pain. And they werent his.

He had already grabbed his arm and reatached it, It stuck back on like a magnet and became good as new. The gore of his arm being blown to bits all forgotten already.

The few remaining raiders met their demises at the bullet from a classic. A 10mm pistol covered in blood, dirt, and wasteland.

Bodies fell to the ground, pooling red liqud around them before it soon seeped into the dusty soil beneath. Sixer's Luck always had a habit of somehow going his way.. either that.. or.

He was so unfortunate that it looped back around to the luck of a rabbit's foot strapped to your belt loop.

After the raiders had all dropped, like the scavenger Sixer was... he got looting. He found a fistfil of caps and some chems. Snatching it all up along with the ammo from the dead attacker's weapons, dropping each individual bullet into a pocket in his bag, clinking together as he closed the pocket and shifted his bag.

One of the raiders also had a bottle of shitty booze. Fuckin hell it'll work I guess. Sixer took a swig, not giving a fuck about whos mouth had been on it before. I mean hell can't get worse than the Bubonic Plague, and he's had that before.

Which is a long story for another time that crosses too many history books to list it all. History books that are probably obliterated and gone by now except for in those vaults.

After he pilfered the remains, Sixed went back to his usual activities on the road, Which consisted of walking. And Walking. And looking at a cactus over there. And avoiding talking to those traiders.

Then seeing a group of NCR soldiers get attacked by a bunch of men in skirts and football gear, making them look like absolute losers. I mean what man wears a damn skirt. WEAR PANTS FOR FUCKS SAKE.

Of course not bashing on other men who wear skirts, Just legion dipshits.

Sixer just walked past, trying his best to not get involved. And he didn't, because he couldn't give two shits what the skirt boys and bear bitches were fighting over today.

Soon enough he reached the town of Novac, covered in blood and his clothes destroyed to high hell. With only drugs, 10 caps, and a bottle of alcohol to his name. Oh and this gun too I guess.

He Stumbled his way into Novac and up a set of stairs into this giant-ass dinosaur, when inside, slapping his few caps and his chems down on the counter.

[I need Shit to fix my clothes.]

"Well, I might have something lyin around.. A sewing kit and some fabric? Get all sorts of stuff in here ."

The man at the counter flinched slightly when the items were slapped onto the couner, not expected Sixer to come in so suddenly and aggresively.

[This better be good enough, Dinosaur fanboy, cause it's all I got.]

"I guess it'll have to do, ya look like yeh've been through hell n' back there-"

[Long story, Wouldn't believe me.]

"All right, let me grab some things for you."

The man who's name wasn't exactly important because lets face it, he's not plot relevant other than this, came back with a needle and thread along with scrap fabric.

Placing it down on the counter and pocketing the caps and chems that Sixer had placed on the counter.

Sixer soon stormed out and found a nice rock to sit on, taking off his shirt and stitching up the massive hole in it with the fabric that was only a slightly different color from his white Tank top.

It was more of a grey-beige fabric, and it barely hid most of the bloodstains and holes. But whatever, It worked. Stupid shitty clothes getting fucked up all the time. Fuckin covered in dirt and crap.

Sixer soon after worked to stitch his pants, an entire pant leg had been blown off and it kinda sucked having to make a whole ass new pant leg. Although Sixer definitely had the tailoring skills needed, since he's been fixing his own clothes since WAY before sewing machines were invented or even thought of.

Sixer finally finished fixing his clothes up after the whole ordeal and simply sat on that rock, thinking about what to do next.

[seramilla]

So Lucifer is flying around trying to clear his thoughts when suddenly he runs into Carmilla flying up having just visited overlord Sera. He's shocked she's her and asks what's she doing in hell and she goves him a non answer saying like Seraph business or something like that. As she leaves and enters the portal to heaven she says something like I forgive you for sleeping with a human or I understand what you saw in humans something along those lines and dissappears before Lucifer can ask her what she meant.

Carmilla exits through the portal from Hell and into her own office in Heaven in the blink of an eye. She closes the portal with a whoomp and a rush of air behind her, and lets go of the huge breath she'd been holding ever since she left Sera's office. She'd been very quick about it today. She's certain she covered all her bases, and that no one had seen her coming or leaving.

Straightening her robes again, she walks over to her desk, finally ready to start on the ever-growing tower of papers that had been building up since that morning. Hellfire, she really doesn't want to work today.

"I wish I'd had more time with Sera this morning," Carmilla thinks aloud, the pining evident in her voice, and a goofy grin appearing on her face. "It was fun, though."

"A-hem!"

Carmilla is brought out of her own head at the sound of someone clearing their throat across the room. She looks over at the pair of chairs by the entrance to her office. The ones she'd placed there for visitors to sit while they awaited an appointment with her. Carmilla sees Lucifer sitting there, top hat sitting in his lap and cane leaning against the leg of the chair.

Carmilla quite literally falls over at seeing him there. She scrambles to stand back up, hands knocking over a bunch of papers as she moves to right herself again.

"Lu-Lucifer! He-hello! What...what are you doing here?"

Lucifer stands up just then, putting his hat back on. He twirls his cane, and then leans against it slyly. Oh fuck, Carmilla thinks, had he heard her just now...?

"We had a lunch appointment, remember? You said you wanted to talk about my daughter's redemption program?"

Carmilla stands fully upright now, doing her level best to shake off any of her remaining sheepishness to give Lucifer her full attention. She straightens her hair, which still isn't perfect after Sera had, uh--had, umm--

Forget that.

"Oh! Yes! Your appointment! Shall we be on our way?"

"You gonna tell me why you're half an hour late?"

Lucifer asks this question so cheekily. His eyebrows waggle at her, suggesting that he already knows exactly why she'd been late. A profuse blush spreads from Carmilla's cheeks down to her neck and collarbone. Satan, this tiny man is so incorrigible!

"There's nothing to tell."

"I'm sure Sera would beg to differ."

"Oh, she can beg all right..."

WHY THE FUCK HAD SHE JUST SAID THAT??? Carmilla screams internally at herself. In front of Lucifer, of all people?! Had he put a spell on her or something?! She wouldn't put it past him.

"Okay, nope!" Carmilla shouts, going back to her desk to get some work done for a change. "We are not doing this now. I'm done. I've got too much going on to be talking about this with you, of all people."

"Hey, Carmilla, relax," Lucifer says, the resonance in his voice completely changing when he sees how uncomfortable she is. "I didn't mean anything by it. I'm happy for you."

"Wait. Really?"

"Yes, really! Remember who you're talking to."

Oh, yes. Carmilla does remember who she's talking to. The original angel who slept with a human. The one who had literally been cast out for it. While she stands here in front of him all these years later, like a hypocrite, getting away with it.

Carmilla sits down in her chair, covering her face with her hands, seemingly clawing at her own skin in frustration. He is the last person who should be supportive of her about this, and yet he is. And that is just so like him!

"I'm sorry," Carmilla says, too ashamed to meet his gaze. "This isn't how I wanted to tell you."

"It's okay, Carm. Why would I get mad about this? You tried to stand up for me, back then. I'm just glad you weren't tossed out, too. We need good people up here."

Carmilla smiles, sheepishly. "Thanks." Then, wish a coy grin, she adds, "I guess now I finally see what you saw in humans."

"I know, right??!!" Lucifer squeals, moving up to the desk to sit on top of it while he chats with her. He looks so eager, like a little kid at an amusement park. "I don't need all the gory details, but tell me everything! I wanna know how this happened."

Carmilla sighs, but smiles at him. She hadn't been expecting to have this conversation with anyone today, let alone with this man. But he is still just so...Lucifer. Some things never change.

She pushes past the awkwardness and embarrassment and tells him everything, short of the really juicy details. Those memories, she will keep all to herself.

Changed this up a little to follow the previous ask because it's hilarious if Carmilla also gets an intervention, and comedy gold if Lucifer is the one doing it. 😂😂