#we don��t need the boss

[rmd-writes]

It’s the most ✨wonderful✨ time of year! AKA time for the annual RWRB Christmas fic exchange that I do with some friends every year. Would you believe that this is our fourth year doing this?

For the next 8 days, we’ll be posting a fic anonymously each day to the Don We Now (Even More) Gay Fanfiction collection on ao3. I’ll update this post with the links to each fic as they go up. The author reveals will be shared before New Year’s Eve ☺️

I’m so excited to see what everyone’s come up with!

Day 1: Home for the Holidays || M || 9.3k || a gift for @indomitable-love written by me, rmd

When Alex discovers that Henry's Christmas plans involve staying in their apartment alone, he does what any good roommate would do and drags Henry along to his family Christmas at the lake house. It's a win-win situation, since everything is better for Alex when Henry is around. Henry is his person. Completely fucking platonically, of course.

Day 2: Playing For The Other Team || E || 6.1k || a gift for @three-drink-amy written by @everwitch-magiks

Alex is the captain of his college lacrosse team. Henry captains the football team—or the soccer team, depending on who you ask. But if you think either team has their main rival within their own sport, you are very deeply wrong.

Or: two sports teams, both alike in dignity. In the Samson Memorial Stadium, where we lay our scene.

Day 3: The Thirteenth Duke || E || 10.7k || a gift for @villiageidiot written by @clottedcreamfudge

Alex is trying to find himself after his divorce, and Castle Llwynywermod seems like the perfect place to do it. Henry, the grumpy duke who owns the castle in question, strongly disagrees. This can only go well. (An 'A Castle for Christmas' movie fusion fic.)

Day 4: Ho for the Holidays || T || 6k || a gift for yours truly written by @villiageidiot

It sort of starts on New Year's Eve, although maybe it's actually Valentine's Day. But probably St. Patrick's Day. Well, whenever it starts, it ends on Christmas, but for good reason. Holiday hook-ups can only stay hook-ups for so long.

Day 5: Making a List, Checking it Twice || E || 18.6k || a gift for @athousandrooms & @dustratcentral written by @welcometololaland

When Alex lands a job house-sitting for an international man of mystery, he’s more than a little intrigued. According to Nora, the owner of the Brooklyn brownstone is a spy. According to June, he’s a prince. Alex is convinced his employer is a fifty-year-old man who loves tartan and ugly, porcelain homewares. Also, Alex might be flirting with his boss via a handwritten grocery list. Just a little bit.

Day 6: The Flight Before Christmas || M || 7.2k || a gift for @welcometololaland written by @indomitable-love

Alex loves his job. He gets to fly all over the world and see incredible places. It satisfies his restlessness and his need to always be on the move. But sometimes, Alex hates his job. Hates the passengers. One passenger in particular. --- or Alex is a flight attendant and Henry is his most-hated passenger.

Day 7: Baby, It’s Cold Inside || E || 12.6k || a gift for @clottedcreamfudge written by @three-drink-amy

Alex needs this trip. He needs it. Too many months have gone by since he and Henry were in the same place. It was so easy to get used to being in the same city. He feels like a different person than who he was the last time he saw Henry. Maybe that’s just because the last term felt like an eternity. As he looks at the map on the screen, the little plane icon gets closer and closer to England. If he shuts his eyes, he can feel Henry a bit more.

Day 8: I might just give you a chance (every-which way) || M || 8.4k || a gift for @everwitch-magiks written by @athousandrooms & @dustratcentral

Alex is on his holiday break, which is why he signs up to take on the bulk of helping his sister with her charity market stall. And while he does actually like the bustle and interactions with people that come with the job, he will admit only to himself that what he enjoys the most is antagonising his market nemesis, who, inexplicably with Alex’s ‘fuck you’ attitude, keeps coming around to make a daily purchase.

PS. If you're looking for more firstprince holiday fics you can find our earlier Christmas fic exchanges here: 2021, 2022 and 2023

cc: @welcometololaland @three-drink-amy @clottedcreamfudge @everwitch-magiks @athousandrooms

@indomitable-love @dustratcentral @villiageidiot

[julia4today]

almuerzo fluff

(husband!miguel x pregnant!reader)

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what’s happens when people find out about you? about your kids. idk but i had this idea so just bare (bear?) with me. writing on iphone and computer-- there's some spanish in there. i don' t practice all that often since i left home so excuse any off translation

tw: swearing, angst if you squint, no proofreading

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guards, hq doesn’t need ‘em. mainly because they have thousands of spidermen swinging around, ready to save. unfortunately those spidermen aren’t always the most aware when it comes to being in hq. considering you somehow managed to slip past them.

you, with a toddler on your hip and a basket of food in your hand combined with your intensely slow walking. you would expect to atleast have some hassle getting through the doors.

you were so close too, just one more hallway until you could have lunch in peace with your husband. unfortunately some spiders get nosy. some spiders try to detain you, take your kid from you, call over other spiders, and rummage through your food.

of course this doesn’t go without protest.

“ma’am who are you? and where did you get this kid? to what do you have business here?”

“give me back my kid.” you respond struggling against the grasp of a…dinosaur? no im just kidding, yet another peter parker.

“we have no way of knowing that she is yours.”

crying and kicking coming from your daughter, gabriella. “get away! get away! i want mommy!” she screams, trying her best to now push past the crowds to get to you. a spider picks her up, beginning to take her away.

“get your hands off my kid!” you say, as tears prick your eyes. finally struggling free and, slowly, running to grab gabriella. picking her up and holding her in your arms. “it’s okay honey, mommy’s here.”

wiping her tears you turn to face the group, looking around you notice your once perfectly made up lunch with all the food for a family of 5 (your husbands a big eater…) was now strewn across the floor.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?” you shout, covering your daughters ears, slowly rocking her. you hear a spider call the boss, your husband. how unfortunate for the group.

“we don’t know who you are, if you’re dangerous, what you’re doing here!”

“i’m pregnant, with my daughter, carrying a basket of food to my husband! how is that dangerous?!”

“well we-“ cut off my the stomping you know so well and the yelling you could never forget.

you could hear him, saying that “if it was something stupid he’d fire all of them.” that “if the woman was dangerous why didn’t they call him sooner?"

as he approaches you see his eyes widen and his body relax. he lets out a sigh. he easily makes his way through the masses, a path paved for him, through the sea of people.

the crowd watches in awe as he picks up the little girl. "hola mi princesa. ¿como estas?" he says softly as he wipes any excess tears from gabriella's eyes.

"papa they were s-so mean to mommy."

"i know baby, i'm sorry you had to go through that," he replies, glaring over at the, now, cowering and slightly shocked, group of spiders. he turns to you, placing a kiss on your cheek. "¿qué pasó, mi amor? pensé que venías a almorzar."

"yeah, well that's not what they thought. nuestra comida está arruinada," you hang your head in annoyance.

"i know, but luckily we have a food court, although nothing is better than your food," he lifts your face, sighing and turning around.

"what the hell is your problem? putos cabrones, THAT'S MY WIFE. idiots," he yells, still holding gabriella. who has now fallen asleep in her dads arms.

"s-sir we didn't know." a brave spider spoke up.

he rolls his eyes, resting his free hand on his hip. "and you think a pregnant lady, with her daughter, and a basket of food is really a threat? why did i hire such morons?!" he exclaims.

he turns towards you, putting on a sweet expression with a soft smile. "c'mon mami, let's go get some food." turning around once more he yells one last times.

"you all, pick up this mess and meet me in my office in two hours." everyone could pick up the sinister tone in his voice, it wasn't hard to miss.

"mi héroe," you say, and you all walk towards the food court. although when you have a group of teen spiders wandering around the building who are a little too obsessed with heir bosses personal lives, you don't get much privacy.

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alright what do we think? also yes mahagony pt 2 is coming but honestly i haven' t had any motivation to start pt 2 yet. so sorry to those waiting. i woke up at 5 am and suddenly had the urge to make this so heres hoping we all like it

[igotanidea]

Mysterious box: Jason Todd x reader

Warning: a little innuendo, but generally it's supposed to be funny, cause it's hot outside and I'm suffocating.

***

She was sitting in her work, praying for the hours to pass quicker.

Honestly the day was closer to hell than anything else.

Chair was uncomfortable pressing into her back.

Hair was sticky due to the excessive heat and lack of air conditioning.

Y/N could almost feel the beads of sweat running down her back, sinking into the crack.

Disgusting!

And yet, the boss didn't seem to care, sitting in his state-of-art office equipped with all the technology to keep him untouched by the weather and separated from the hoi polloi that his employees were.

Prick!

As if she (and the whole office to put it bluntly) didn't know that what the boss was doing behind those tightly closed doors had little if anything to do with working.

Rather making personal calls and chatting on facebook while his peons worked their asses off.

Y/n's annoyance started increasing in direct proportion to the heat outside (and inside). Finally, losing the last remnants of self-control and dignity and missing the fact that she needed this job, the girl raised from her chair, ready to march into her supervisor bubble and shove some things up his face even if that meant getting sacked or-

"Miss Y/N Y/L/N?"

She spun around at the sound of her name, reacting instinctively.

"Yeah, that's me."

"I got a package for you." the man that suddenly became much more real to Y/N's haze brain and slowly turned into a deliveryman put an acknowledgement of receipt under her nose. "Can you sign this?"

"But - I didn't order anything-'' she frowned, over analyzing whether this was some sort of scam.

"It's already paid for."

"By who?" the frown grew more stern at those words.

"I don't know, maybe you have a secret admirer?"

"I'm taken-"

"Look. Miss. honestly. I don;t care." the guy finally started to get irritated. "This has your name on it. And the price is settled. So could you please try to not make my job harder and sign it? Please?"

"Oh." She blushed a little, realising that she was behaving like a proverbial Karen. "Yeah, sure, of course, I'm sorry." With quick motion her signature ended on the paper.

"Thank you." He seemed to be relieved at her change of attitude and quickly rushed out the door, muttering something about whiny girls.

And now she was stuck in the middle of the office open space, with the biggest package ever, wrapped in red paper with an elegant leather ribbon adorning it.

Having all her colleagues' eyes on it.

Right. Cause nothing livens up a shitty day like putting the attention onto someone else.

"What is it?"

"Who is it from?"

"Can we see what's inside?"

"Come on Y/N, unwrap it here!"

The voices started attacking her from every direction, but she knew better than to react or - god forbid - subdue.

Using the moment of commotion as her coworkers began to close in on her like zombies starved for entertainment, she quickly grabbed the box. Diving between the stretched arms and the thicket of legs, Y/N miraculously managed to reach the bathroom, locking the door behind her, finally getting a moment of peace to inspect the gift.

***

Jason sent her the set of 10 Dior body care products...

Which must have cost a fortune. And as she started to unwrap all those little vials and boxes, her eyes bore into a note.

Princess,

Last night, when we were "busy" I noticed your skin being a little dry. Hopefully, this little set of things will remedy that problem. Use it tonight. I'll be sure to drop by your place around midnight.

Shit.

She felt her hands shake a little at the innuendo, but that was not everything.

And don't you worry about the price, sunshine. No money in the world can compare with the way you feel wrapped around me and the way you're skin brush against mine. Want you all soft and wet tonight... I got so many ideas of how to make sure those products won't go to waste...

Oh...

She was so right to get inside that bathroom.

Because the stain on her panties had absolutely nothing to do with the weather and temperature. 

[marvelous-llama]

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most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

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[newtthetranswriter]

Okay, so of course this is a giulio gandini request because no one has been writing about him yet, but I NEED him now, so.. 👀

(Sry if these are a bit corny, I'm a sucker for tooth rotting fluff!!)

‼️*SMALL MHA YOUR NEXT SPOILERS*‼️

So maybe a gaming one where the reader kinda teaches him how, baking with him, or you know how thought the movie he is basically telling us that he is alone and Anna saved him?? Well, they save Anna, so they don't talk as much as they used to. Then, one day, he runs into reader and it's like the "I'd thought I'd never love again, until I found her" yk??

(Sry, Ik this is long, i just love him, sm!!😫🥹)

Word Count: 2370

Paring: Giulio Gandini x gn!reader

Warnings: Angst to fluff, Spoilers for My Hero Academia: You’re Next, Slight Spoilers for the My Hero Manga (nothing huge just talk about the clean up efforts), Ooc Giulio (As far as I know this is the first Giulio fic so I don;t know how others write for him and it might be a little off nothing to bad though)

A/n: Hello anon. Thank you so much for the Request. I hope this meets your expectations, as Giulio might be a little ooc, but I am happy with how this turned out. Also I went with gender neutral pronouns, i hope that's okay, it only mentioned like once though. Anyways enjoy, remember requests are open, and as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

   Living in the U.A. shelter was not how I expected my spring to go, but alas with the war between Villains and Heroes reaching its turning point there wasn’t any other option. Though unlike most of the refugees staying in U.A., I was brought here after I helped take down Dark Might. I was working alongside my close friend Giulio to locate and kill his boss Miss Anna, who had been kidnapped by the Gullini family, when we ran into the students of Class A. After the battle to take out the crime family, the three of us were offered shelter within U.A. in case friends of the Gullinis tried to come after us. 

   We were each given rooms within the many U.A Dormitories where the students normally stayed. Luckily we had ended up in the same building and we’re able to spend our time together. Even though the state of the world isn’t great, we have been settling nicely into our temporary life. Most days are spent talking and trying to ignore the growing threat of villains, or walking around the shelter and learning about the campus we currently call home.

   It’s usually all of us who go on these walks but every now and then Anna doesn’t join, leaving me and Giulio to explore on our own. At first the days where it was just the two of us reminded me of the time we spent tracking down Anna, but slowly things started to feel different. 

   Slowly our walks went from having long discussions about what we wanted to do once we were able to leave U.A. to Giulio just walking along with me in silence as I rambled on about whatever thought came to mind. At first I thought he might have just been tired and didn’t have much thought to add that day, but slowly he started acting like I was speaking to him even when we were back in the dormitories. Again I wrote it off as him being tired and tried to act like it wasn’t affecting me.

   After a few days of him acting like I wasn’t there, I began to worry that I might have done something to upset him. The fear of having upset him was only cemented when I asked if want to join me for a walk and he just walked away like I hadn’t said anything. I stood frozen, searching through recent memory of anything that I may have done that could possibly have upset Giulio, but nothing seemed to stand out.

   My train of thought was interrupted by Anna waving a hand in front of my face. I blinked quickly before nodding at her to acknowledge that I was paying attention. “What was that about? I’ve never seen Giulio act like that, especially when it comes to you.” She asked, having also noticed our friend’s weird behavior. 

   I shrugged at the blonde before responding. “I have no clue. He’s been acting weird the past few days and I can’t figure out why.” I explained. 

   Anna turned to watch as the red head began making himself some tea, before speaking again. “Maybe he’s just tired? We have been through a lot these past couple weeks and he got his replacement leg the other day so he probably just wants to relax a bit. You know how Giulio can be, since everything happened he has been one for big crowds and stuff like that.” She suggested.

    Her reasoning made sense but I couldn’t stop thinking that it had something to do with me. “You’re probably right, I can’t imagine it’s easy to adjust to a new limb.” I told her, not voicing my internal worries. “I’m just going to head back to my room, now that I think about it. I borrowed some books from the school, so I’ll just read for the day.” I explained moving to head to the elevator.

    “Well, okay, enjoy your books. I’m sure Giulio will be easier to talk to tomorrow.” Anna said waving goodbye as the elevator closed behind me.

Time Skip

    That was over a week ago. Not once has Giulio spoken to me in that time. I had tried multiple times to get him to talk to me, but every time I tried he either walked away or just acted like I hadn’t even spoken. Every time he ignored me, I brushed it off telling myself that he was just tired or he hadn’t heard me. 

    Unfortunately, I was forced to face the truth in the worst way. I had just entered the common room of the dorm building, when I heard hushed voices coming from the kitchen area.

    “I already told you, it’s easier this way.” The first voice was clearly Giulio, and he sounded irritated.

    I silently moved to be standing closer to the kitchen but still out of sight and waited to hear what else was being said. “You can’t just stop talking to them, Giulio. You need to explain yourself at least.” That was Anna, and from how exasperated she sounded, I could tell this wasn’t the first time they have had this conversation.

    The responding sigh was a tell tale sign that Giulio was tired of the conversation. “And tell me Anna how exactly am I supposed to Y/n that I don’t want to be friends anymore?” After hearing that one question I knew it was over, I had lost one of my long time friends and there was nothing I could do about it. I didn’t wait to hear the blonde's response before running out of the dorm building.

    Knowing now that Giulio was ignoring me because he was done with our friendship hurt worse than any injury I could receive from a villain. I had been the one to save him from the burning rubble of the Scervino house after the Gullinis attacked and I helped him recover quickly so he could find Anna. We had been through so much together, but I guess all good things come to an end. I just wish he could have told me before he stole my heart.

   After leaving the dorms I made my way to the staff offices within the U.A. school building. Once I was there I requested to be moved to a different refugee shelter as soon as possible. If Giulio didn’t want to be around me anymore, then he wouldn’t have to. It didn’t take long to get approval and shortly after I returned to the dorm to pack what little belongings I had, a couple Proheroes arrived to help me get to the new shelter safely. When the gates of U.A. closed behind me, I sighed knowing that even if this hurt me it would remove stress from the two people who meant everything to me.

Time Skip to after the Final war arc

    It’s been a few months since I last saw Giulio or Anna. The war with the villains had ended and many parts of Japan were quickly being rebuilt with the help of the Proheroes. While many of the refugees from the various shelters returned to what was left of their old lives and began rebuilding, I decided to start over. I had left my old life the day I left Giulio and Anna at U.A. so I saw no point in leaving Japan. 

   It was difficult to find work but I eventually found a job at a small convenience store that had narrowly survived the country wide battle. It wasn’t much but the owner also allowed me to rent out the small apartment that was over the shop for a discounted rate. Slowly but surely I was making a place for myself. Eventually I even stopped wondering what Giulio and Anna were up to, I started truly accepting that the part of my life was in the past.

  At least it was in the past. It was brought back to front of my mind when a familiar head of red hair walked into the store. At first I thought I was imagining things, that maybe I hadn’t really gotten over it all like I thought. But as soon as I saw his metal hand, I knew I wasn’t just seeing things. Before I could duck behind the counter and act like I wasn’t there, he turned his head in my direction and I watched as what I could only describe as joy washed over his face.

  Sure I had seen Giulio smile before but it was never directed at me. Plus with the way he treated me last time I saw him, why on earth would he be happy to see me of all people. Thinking quickly I decided to act like I hadn’t recognized him. “Welcome in, is there anything I can help you find?” I asked plastering on my fakest smile, trying to hide the conflicted thoughts rushing through my head.

  I then watched as Giulio took a moment to process what I said, confusion replacing the smile that was there a second ago. “Don’t play stupid with me Y/n. We’ve been looking for you for months.” He said approaching the counter. “I also saw the way you looked at me when I walked in so don’t even bother trying to act like you don’t know me or what I’m talking about. Now mind telling me why you ran off and where you’ve been these past couple months.” It wasn’t a question, Giulio wanted answers and he was determined to get them.

   Rolling my eyes I leaned against the wall behind the counter. “Why do you care? Last time I checked you weren’t talking to me.” I responded, the hurt from before turned to anger now that he was actually willing to have a conversation with me. “What was it you said to Anna that day? Oh yeah it was ‘how exactly am I supposed to Y/n that I don’t want to be friends anymore?’. Don’t come in here acting like you care when you were the one who wanted to end our friendship.” I answered, revealing that I had heard their ‘secret’ conversation.

  Giulio stood in shock at my response. He wasn’t expecting such a harsh reply to his simple question. “Wait, you heard that?” He asked, sounding slightly panicked. I only nodded in response. “Did you hear the rest of that conversation?” He continued.

   “No Giulio, I didn’t. Why would I stay and listen to the guy I thought was my best friend tell our friend that he was done with me? Honestly, had you told me you didn’t want to be friends anymore instead of ignoring me, I might not be upset right now.” I said not understanding why he thinks anyone would want to hear their friend talk bad about them.

   Giulio sighed, he glanced around the room as if searching for the right words to say. I just watched him confused, it was not like it was a secret anymore he could just tell me the truth and be done. “I think you should have stayed and listened to the rest of that conversation.” He finally started. I was about to respond but he beat me to it. “It wasn’t that I wanted our friendship to end. It’s more the opposite actually.” He said looking down at the floor, his bangs falling to block his face from view. “I was confused about my feelings. For so long I thought I had feelings for Anna, that once she was safe from the toll her quirk put on her we would be together. But then you saved after the Gullinis took Anna, and you stuck with me the entire time after. Even when I tried to push you away, you stuck by my side promising to help me complete my mission.” I stood silent as began to explain himself. “Then even after Anna was saved and we were allowed to stay at U.A. I thought things would go the way I originally thought. But the more time I spent with just you in nonlife threatening situations, the more I realized what I really wanted.” 

   He paused for another moment, rolling his shoulders and taking a deep breath like he was preparing for something big. “ I thought for the longest time I wouldn’t fall in love, and then I met you and you didn’t judge me for my goal or turn your back on me when I was difficult. Y/n, I know I was childish and hurt you but if you’ll allow, I’d be honored to spend forever making it up to you.” Giulio finished as he finally looked me in the eye. It was my turn to freeze again. Of all the things I expected for him to say to me, that was not it.

    I blinked a couple of times trying to fully grasp what he meant. After what felt like hours of silence I finally responded. “You’re right, you were childish and you did hurt me. But I was also childish by running away before talking things out. I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions and left without saying anything to you or Anna.” I paused to breathe for a second before truly smiling at him. “And Giulio, you can start making it up to me by taking me to dinner tomorrow.” I finished.

   Giulio returned the smile, nodding in confirmation. “As you wish.” He said with a slight bow, earning a chuckle from me.

    “Good, now I have to get back to work. You can pick me up here at 8.” I said while grabbing a pen and piece of paper. Quickly scribbling my new phone number down. “And here’s my new number since you’ve probably already guessed I changed phones after I left.” I finished handing him the paper. 

     He quickly accepted it, nodding one last time. “Of course I will see you tomorrow Y/n.” With that he turned and left the store. 

    As I watched him walk away I couldn’t help but wonder what would have been different if I had stayed and listened to the end of that conversation all those months ago.

(dividers by @/cafekitsune)

[robinofinashiro]

prompt: “it's okay, you can touch me. i won't break."

characters/fandom: giorno giovanna x reader / jojos bizarre adventure

status/note: sometimes i listen to dumbass music while writing and was hearing the can-can so i guess that song inspired this fic for absolutely no damn reason LMAO bc it makes absolutely no sense lmao

pronouns used: she/her and afab!

giorno had heard of you. you were the newest recruit into passione and damn did he hear the stories that trailed behind you. it wasn't that you were notorious for murdering people or anything but this sudden personality that sprung into the gang made him wonder how the hell you got tied into this lifestyle.

much like narancia, you were very loud, extremely extroverted at times, and even went out to seek thrills if you were feeling bored enough. all of this was brought to him by bruno who was informing him the new girls arrival.

he was away on mafia business on bruno's behalf for what felt like ages, so he knew he had to return back to Italy to see for himself. he knew the gang could use its silly moments especially if the situation called for it. he figured you, narancia, and mista were getting along way too well for abba's liking.

once he touched down in Italy, he had narancia and fugo waiting for him with his black car. he said his hello's to the two boys as they filled him on what he missed while he was gone.

"oh, and the new girl, she's so awesome!" narancia exclaimed. giorno's ears perked up in sudden interest, "she's from mexico i think but she grew up here but her spanish is so cool! plus, she makes good food!" giorno laughed at how fast narancia was talking.

he figured he must've been stuck to your side for a while if he knew this much by now. usually narancia wasn't one to know this much about others so giorno wondered how open you were about your life.

once they arrived, giorno made his way to his office to situate his things before heading to greet everyone. he had to file a few things and inform bruno about the specifics of his trip before he could think of relaxing even the tiniest bit but once he did, he made his way to the living area.

he saw the back of your hair as he saw you talking rather loudly with mista. the two of you were talking about some soccer match that had happened over the weekend as he made his way to the coffee area to make himself a cup.

you were still arguing with mista when he looked up and saw giorno, "hey, you're back!" he exclaimed. your eyebrows fluttered in confusion when you looked up to see who he was talking to, "this is ( your name )," mista said as giorno finally looked at the two of you.

giorno stared at you for a moment before composing himself, "giorno," he mumbled, his voice not as confident as it usually is. you gave giorno a bright smile, a part of him immediately wondering how the hell you wrapped yourself up into a lifestyle like this, "( your name ), nice to meet you don giovanna," you said excitedly.

giorno didn't know how to respond besides shaking your hand. you instantly went back to speaking to mista who was now smirking at his friend.

mista was able to read his boss like the back of his hand.

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"gio-gio! we need to go like right now!" you said stomping your foot impatiently. the blond rolled his eyes but obliged. you were waiting for him as the two of you were now disguised in the outfits that demanded the two of you to enter a very prestige venue.

the rest of passione had gotten a head start but you had taken such a long time to get ready that once you were done, giorno had been in the midst of doing something else. he hadn't been able to look at your outfit or how well dressed you were.

giorno's eyes widened when he finally saw the outfit you had on. you were wearing a black dress that fitted your curves way too nicely. your hair was pulled back and pin straight, "does this look okay? i feel like i'm under dressed," you muttered to him.

he shook his head, dismissing the idea immediately as the two of you entered the car. the driver that was assigned to the both of you opened the door as he couldn't help but sneak a peek at you from behind. giorno immediately gave the man a look which made him shiver in fright.

it wasn't a secret to anyone that the don of passione had fell for the new recruit and although it had been months since your initial meeting, giorno still hadn't grown to the idea of formally asking you out and it didn't seem like you had any idea that he was interested in you. for a moment, giorno thought you were into abba as you were always by his side.

he was lucky that his stand hadn't manifested itself to be affectionate towards your own stand yet but he knew that if he didn't admit to his feelings soon, his stand was going to do it for him and that was the last thing he wanted.

once the two of you arrived to the venue, you saw many familiar faces. they belonged to those who you called allies and even friends. this dinner was a sort of meeting between allies and what could be done to secure the future of all of your gangs.

what had surprised you on the other hand was how surprised everyone was when they saw you walking out with giorno. they had never seen the don with someone let alone someone as gorgeous and beautiful as you.

you were immediately given a glass of wine as you started to speak to trish and narancia. bruno and giorno were off on business as you were basically told to look pretty and try to not cause a ruckus with narancia which bruno knew was hard for the two of you to do.

as bruno and giorno were away from everyone, bruno could see the longing gaze that giorno had for you, "even people like us deserve love, even if it feels like we shouldn't. i've seen the looks you've made towards her since the day you met her and i think it's time you make a move before someone else does it," giorno knew he was speaking about abba who seemed to have some sort of feelings towards you as well.

the night continued on as you felt giorno's stare at you. you weren't an idiot after all. although you and narancia constantly gave off dumbass energy on the daily, you were also a girl. a girl who could tell when a man was staring at you and seemed to do that a lot lately.

you shot the blond a smile and made your way towards him as he composed himself. his heart was racing a mile a minute as you stood in front of him.

"what has you looking so serious don giovanna," he chuckled at the formal name as he finally stepped forward and let himself make the move he had been holding back for so long.

"it's okay, you can touch me, i won't break," you murmured to him. he smiled as he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him. his hand found your lower back as your arms wrapped around his neck, "i am a mafia member after all," you joked.

giorno shook his head, "thank you for accepting this dance, i can tell many wish they were in my position at the moment," you rolled your eyes in slight annoyance, "i can tell but there's only one person allowed to even be this close to me at the moment and that's you," you whispered.

the two of you kept brushing your lips against each others until giorno finally deepened the kiss. you returned the kiss with the same energy as you ran your fingers through his slightly curled hair.

"and i better be the only one allowed to kiss you this way," giorno muttered, his slight dominance finally showing. you hummed in agreement, "the one and only don."

[blackblooms]

Follow Irredeamable on Gamejolt!

Now that we are entering the last stage of Irredeamable development, i am officially opening the Gamejolt page for all of you to follow its incoming release. https://gamejolt.com/games/irredeamable/879931

With release coming close, i will need all the help i can get to playtest its content. I would especially appreciate anyone from a minority willing to help me with sensitivity testing and discussing possible rewrites of any content that might have been unintentionally problematic. Just contact me through private chat and i`ll send you the current build.

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To everyone else, you can still do much to help. My dream is to get to see some of the streamers, and YouTubers i watch playing my games. That dream is still quite a distance away, but every little bit of help you are willing to provide to spread the word will get us just that little bit closer.

All you gotta do is share the game. Show it to your friends, show it to your enemies. Show it to your brothers and sisters. Show it to your mom! Show it to your dad!. Show it to your aunts, uncles, and cousins. Show it to your neighbors, coworkers, and bosses. Show it to complete strangers on the streets! Show it to parallel versions of yourselves ....But don`t, i repeat, don't show it to Jerry....he knows what he did....

[puppetwoman17]

Sneak peek of The Batson Family Soap Opera, Ft. The Justice League

Billy jerked up, not even in a mild daze. His eyes were big and clear. His grip on the blanket tightened. He looked around, arms jerking to hold something, before he saw the small light in his pocket.

“Shit,” he mumbled, voice grainy from the lack of water. He fumbled for his phone and swiped. Bart only got a quick look at the profile picture–a stock photo of a beach–before Billy got up.

M’gann let out a small whine as he rounded the couch. “Billy?”

“Sorry, just gimme a sec, yeah? Gotta take this.”

“I–okay,” the martian smiled sadly as she watched their friend walk towards the dining table behind the living room.

His knuckles were white, Bart noticed.

Now, you could say that eavesdropping on your friend and den dad’s conversation without his permission was a bad thing, but he wasn’t the only one! It was clear that the others were too! In fact, Cassie took the remote and subtly pushed down the volume to a more helpful level, and it was no secret that she had super hearing. The only person who seemed remotely uninterested was Z.

On the other hand, going for the bandwagon was never the right thing, but sue him. He inched his head toward his backrest and breathed quietly, fearful to miss anything.

“Hello?”

Huh. He sounded almost…dejected.

“Yeah it’s me, did you need some—Hold up, calm down!”

Bart exchanged glances with Artemis and Roy. What was wrong? Was Billy in danger?

A second longer, the back of the room was silent. Even Billy’s breaths couldn’t be heard. A quiet murmur could be heard from his phone.

He wondered what—

“HE DID WHAT?!”

The couch-full of heroes jumped at their den dad’s angry tone. Some of them slowly turned to look behind them. Others stayed rooted to the TV, staring through the reflective screen.

“I—No, do you hear me? You—E, you are not going to—DON’ T YOU DARE! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I’M GONNA HAVE TO CLEAN?!”

Billy swiftly ended the call, breathing harsh and loud. He plodded back to the swaddle of cushions, though he didn’t get back in like everyone thought.

“Z.”

Zatanna looked silently at her so-called Champion, eyes clear and knowing. “How bad?”

“I’ve got a lot of shit to clean up tonight.”

“You got it, boss!” The sorceress rose from her seat and adjusted her hat before smiling apologetically at the rest of them. “Sorry, Billy and I need to handle something.”

“Anything we can help with?” Conner asked.

“Even if it’s small, we’ll do it,” Gar said eagerly.

Bart was going to offer his assistance too, but one look at Billy told him that he wouldn’t be taking any help that wasn’t Zatanna’s.

“It’s nothing,” he said. “I can handle it.”

“You sure? It sounded pretty serious.”

Billy seemed to freeze up at that. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by the older heroes. He avoided looking at them and instead chose to nod with Zatanna, who smoothed the creases of her clothes and walked toward the zeta tube teleporters.

He turned back. “Everything’s fine.”

“Doesn’t seem fine,” said Conner.

“It’s none of your business. Go to bed when it’s lights out.”

And with that, Billy and Zatanna made for the zeta tubes without another word. The only remaining sound in the room was the familiar jolt of the boom tubes as the two magic users left the Team base.

[maggyme13]

Moving above the Underground (9/?)

Ellie just moved into a new flat. Introducing herself to her downstairs neighbor with a cake she did not realize what the future held for her and him. And what had an asshole coworker to do with it?

AN: welcome welcome to a new chapter :P Sorry for the delay. Life is hell atm

Don´t like-> Don´t Read, Minors DNI

Warning: angst, abuse /torture

Wordcount: around 2.4k

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Part 8

Ellie hadn´t felt that recovered since the guest had come to visit but there was no time to relax if she wanted to finish the order in time for his departure.

And so she had been in her small workshop since her early-rising husband had left to do whatever Mr. Silver had ordered him to do that day preparing cherry and burly maple wood for the first orders she had to make.  At some point, Tucker had appeared with some food but being in a flow she had skipped lunch and continued working until she was startled by someone hugging her from behind. Someone smaller than her husband.

“Your cake was as delicious as always.”, Alejandro grinned, “Saw Boss eat two pieces. So what are you doing all alone down here? Did the boss give you trouble so you have to skip eating?”

“You scared me.”, Ellie sighed, her heart still stumbling over itself from being startled, “What can I do for you? Hiding from responsibilities?”

“Sorry about that! I just wanted to see how you are doing. Sy mentioned you were stressed. So what are you creating now?”

“Two jewelry boxes and a fitting bureau.”, she answered stretching her back in the process.

“You know, if you ever feel bored, my Office at the Wonderland could need an overhaul. Reminds me too much of the old one in charge.”

“Ask me in a month or so. I have my work cut out until the guest leaves. I have to build three bars like the one we added to his suit, a new office table and a minibar like Mr Silver has in his office.”

“That´s why are you not eating? You know your body needs fuel to function.”, the man asked with a worried look, he had noticed the ice-cold and untouched food standing on her little break table.

“No. I lost track of time. Guess I should go to the kitchen and get something to eat though.”, she frowned, not at all happy she had to leave her little paradise.

“I brought some cake. It´s not as good as yours, but better than nothing I guess. I also have some fresh hot tea and coffee. If you want.”, Alejandro wiggled his eyebrows, earning himself a small laugh from Ellie.

“Why not? Grab yourself a seat, and if you have time afterward you can help me with some heavy lifting. I need to calibrate the tabletop and get the slaps for the bar backgrounds from the bottom of the piles over there. Only if you want to of course.”

“My muscles are your muscles.”, he winked.

The following three hours or so Alejandro spent helping his best friend's wife all the while peppering her with questions both about herself and about the work she was doing. It fascinated him how one could use a dead tree and turn it into all kinds of things that were not limited to firewood.

“Sy hit the Jackpot with you. You cook, are easy on the eyes, and are not afraid to work. Maybe I should try to find me a woman in the trades as well- what about that girl you were at the Wonderland with those two times… What was her name? Jacky?”

“Well, she moved to Sweden for work.”, Ellie mumbled, not daring to add also that she would never want her friend to be pulled into the darkness as well. She had to go low contact after being given to Sy as a wife. At least she had managed to talk him into allowing her to contact her friend once in a while. As to not cause suspicion.

“Weren´t you supposed to finish the Guestlist for the upcoming event at the Wonderland?”, Sy´s deep voice rumbled from the door.

“Why, jealous I spent some time with your Wife and helped her with my muscles?”, Alejandro joked but held up his arms in surrender when his friend sent him a glare, “Well, guess I will leave and do my boring job. A pleasure as always Ellie.”

“I- He said he had nothing to do, I -”, the woman whispered, as if she was scared she had done something to anger the man standing there.

“You did nothing wrong. Come on. I need you to wash up and get dressed in something casual but presentable.”, Sy sighed, the last thing he wanted was to stress her out even more than she already was. Not when he had to tell her he was to leave on a work-related trip for at least two weeks and she had to stay at the villa. Alone.

“Where are we going?”, she wondered when he guided her to his car in the garage an hour later.

“I booked us a table at an Asian restaurant. Hope you are still hungry. Noticed you did not eat the food Tucker brought you.”

“Sorry- I know I need to eat.”

“Good. Now enjoy your food.”, he hummed, the entree had just been served.

“You know, this is the first time we go out to eat. It- it is like the first date we never had.”, Ellie whispered when they both were finished with their main courses.

“Looks like it.”, he mumbled, only then realizing she was right, “A second one will need to wait though I fear. Have to leave for two to three weeks for work. You are going to stay at the villa and finish your work. I´ll have to take most of my men with me. So if you need help you will need to ask Alejandro again.”

“Oh, Okay. Thank you for telling me, I- how...”, she stumbled over her words, a slight fear growing in her heart, what if she did something wrong?

“No need for fear. Just act the same way you do when I am around. No one should bother you about anything apart from some small repairs. I can tell the kitchen to bring you food to our room if you are not comfortable with eating with everyone else while I am gone.”

And that was what she did.

Each morning she was up at seven am, got herself a prepared breakfast tray with a thermos flak with some tea,  left for her workshop where she would work on the orders until lunchtime rolled around and eat the packed luncheon that had been on the tray in the morning. Then after a break of around an hour, Ellie continued with either the started projects or planned upcoming ones and/or ordered Parts and materials before preparing the workshop for the next day, cleaning up, and leaving to return to their room with a quick stop at the kitchen where she would switch her morning tray with a dinner one she would place outside their room after finishing. After Dinner, a hot shower waited for her and then she tried to relax before going to sleep and starting the whole circle the next morning again.

Until that circle was broken two days before Sy was supposed to be back. Ellie was just planning a slap of Canadian Maple when a giant hand got a hold of her shoulder while another turned off the plane causing the wood to get stuck and ruined.

“Why-”, she turned around to the owner of the hand and froze. Her frustration and confusion about the slap were immediately forgotten. Behind her, the man who had searched her the day of her marriage stood with a dark glint in his eyes.

“Times up Bitch.”, and with these words he slung her over his shoulder and left her workshop. Confused, and honestly scared, she did neither scream nor struggle. Only when they walked past Alejandro, whose eyes turned big but could not intervene cause the giant growled a “Bosses orders”, did she let out a short whine.

“Take a seat.”, he laughed just when she was thrown onto an old wooden chair, “Welcome to your new home.” Her arms and legs were bound to the armrests and in the end, only her head could be moved.

“Now you will answer some questions I have. And please try and lie. I wanted to have some fun since the day in the office, but Captain stole that from me.”, he breathed in her face, head tilting from left and right and back left with a sinister grin in his eyes and mouth.

“I -I won´t lie.”, she answered, her eyes not focusing on his face afraid of what they would see.

“We´ll see about that. Now, please tell me who you are.”

“Ellie Syverson. B-born Miller.” “What is your profession Ms Miller?”, he continued, using her Maiden name to play her subconsciousness into a fright response. Not that it was needed, his presence alone was doing that just fine.

“I am a skilled Woodworker, a- and working f-for Mr Silver.”

“And? What else do you do Ms Miller?”

She frowned upon that question. What was he playing at?

“N-nothing, Sir.”

*BAM* her head painfully turned to the left. He had just slapped her with a lot of strength.

“Who else do you work for?”

“N-no one. I am do-doing some woodwork for t-the VIP, b-but that was in Mr Silvers o-order.”, she flinched. Her ears still rang from the impact and stars flowered before her eyes.

This time she was punched in the stomach and bile immediately rose in her throat.

“You know, I believed you were smarter than lying to me. But it seems your Husband was too lax on you and did not teach you proper respect.” Another punch in her gut followed, “Now, I will leave you some time to think and then I am sure you will tell me the truth. Or I will have some more fun.”

Total darkness surrounded her once the man had left. Darkness that only seemed to make the pain worse.

Ellie was sure she had never felt pain like that before, but she soon learned that it could be much worse: Three times he returned with the same questions, and three times he left with her in worse and worse pain. Dried blood covered her face and neck from the cuts and broken nose he had left. Her wrists and ankles were sore from where the ropes cut into them, and her shoulder was at least bruised from where she had landed on it that one time he had slapped her so hard the chair had toppled over. But as it did so, the woodworker realized one thing: it was old and not well maintained. The joinery of the armrests was loose and could break any day now. Knowing she still had her screwdrivers, folding rule, and punch in her trousers, Ellie began to wriggle and move her right arm to get the joinery to give up totally. And after a lot of effort, it did. Now able to more or less freely move her right arm and hand, she managed to get a hold of her tools and began freeing herself.

A short painful laugh of irony left her throat. Her escaping could have been avoided if they had given her the chair to repair. Now she would at least die fighting. At least like that the pain and fear of what would happen would stop.

Curled up in the farthest corner she could reach in total darkness she waited for her fate to step through the door.

The loud echo of a door slamming against old stone walls pulled her out of the exhausted rest that had taken over. A huge dark silhouette stood in the doorway. A silhouette she realized a moment later was her husband. A husband Ellie just threw herself at another moment later, her body shaking from the relieved sobs, seeking his warmth and comfort.

“Let´s get you back to our room.”, he rumbled not doing anything until he felt her nod against his chest. Only then did he lift his wife into his bridal style and carry her through hallways and upstairs until he stepped into their bathroom.

“Allow me to help.”, he hummed hoping she would not push him away for failing to protect her, but he would understand and accept it. No matter how painful that would be for him.  Again she only gave a short nod against his chest, got on one knee ( she sitting on it), and carefully and methodically removed her dirty work clothes. Purposefully not giving much attention to the state of her skin. His attention had to be solely on that task and not drifting away to plan revenge and pain. With her stripped, he shed his outer layers just enough to now cause discomfort to her when showering together and then stepped beneath the warm shower with her in his arms.

Sy used his larger frame to shield her sensitive and bruised skin from the pressure of the water, how little it might be, and gently soaped down her body and hair, being especially careful not to get soap into the open rashes where she must have been bound.

“I have to see if your stomach is only bruised or worse. This will hurt. I am sorry.”, he stated, he hat lifted Ellie´s face so he could see into her puffy, red, and tear-filled eyes. His heart broke seeing the pained and broken look in them.

“Okay.”, she whispered, knowing it was for the best, and if he knew how to do so, she would rather have him do it than some stranger (at a hospital). If she was honest, she only wanted to sleep and hopefully forget the pain. Jolts of pain went through her innards whenever his fingers pressed down on an area, and once or twice a hiss of that pain left her throat.

“Sorry.”, she whispered when he stopped for the tenth time because of her flinching or hissing.

“Don´t be. I have some ointment that will help with the bruises and tomorrow we leave and go home.”, he promised, his voice heavy with his pain and fury, “Would you like some painkillers?”

“Yes, please. W-will you stay with me?”

“If you want me to.”, he hummed glad that she could still seek comfort with him.

“Yes, please.”

“Then let´s get you dry, dressed, and settled to rest.”

Two hours later Ellie´s body had finally given in the exhaustion and she lay curled against his body, fists clenching his shirt with all her might, but still not looking at peace.

Rest for him, Sy knew, would only come once the bastard who did that got what he deserved and her body and mind was healed.

Part 10

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[thelostlightau]

*Agent 16 was new to the job, he start it his first mission by gurding the local city museum .Base on details in the reports from his boss X an gold pony statute was bring in the mytical section.

He thought t gonna be easy enogh, just gurd the entrance and wait for the sun to rise.

'Well hello there~'*an monotone yet energetic voice breaks his of train of thought of the afro latino agent.

'Shuldn t you be in be home little one?'*he asks in an cheeky tone getting eye to eye with the small pale child.

'I thought to have some fun before boss picks me up.*she shows his wallet.

*The spy gasps looking annoyd touching his pockets then reaches after her :

'Hey give thet back!!*he shouts

*The little girl giggles dodging his tries to catch her running from him.

He tries to catch up to her he could t lost thet wallet all the cards to open doors at his work place are in it.

*As they reach to an dark alley he corners her preparing his knifes.

'Game over little thiff give me the wallet and i might not give you another cut'*he glares Lucy giving him an ear to ear smile.

'Leace...her..ALONE!!!!!!!!!!?.'

*An tall lady jumps from above to the scene the girl imadtly rushing to her side .The green cardigan woman picking her up with one arm.

*She takes an step in front while he takes one back,the child points an watter gun to him while the lady points an real gun he gulps.

'He..he..he...looook i dooon t wan t problems i just um want my wallet and i would be out of here-

*The tan lady almost pulls the trigger.

"EEEEEE....*gulp'

"Fifi,what did i told you about guns ?'*the child scolds as Fifi rolls her eyes.

'Look Luce just because YOU have a no killing rule doesn t mean i have one.'*Fifi says in an tierd tone

'We already got what we need it we don t need him dead'.*she throghs the wallet to agent 16 who drops the knifes to catch it.

'Wait what you mean -*the alarm of the museam turn on as the two villians disapper into the night.*An small look on the walls on a building...he realise he got trick...by 666 and Dufu .Thet night he lost his job.

But he was greatfull at least he was spared.

(Art drawn by @bairmeidwhaaat0172)

[xjulixred45x]

Hi, I hope you are doing well. Since JJK is ending in a few chapters just want to say I will stick pop up every now and then heck even for other shows from your list um did you see the new Helluva boss short? I don' t know why but it left a bad taste in my mouth

For real.

I watched the two shorts yesterday in the spare time we got at collage, and even the one of the antartic it's funnier that the most recient one...it's still unconfortable. I mean, WHY DO THEY NEED TO PUT A JOKE ABOUT ORAL SEX??(Besides it dosen't make sense for Blitz not to know how to use the Cristal! He has see people use it, he use it to go to the location, WHY?!?).

Plus, they REALLY needed an warning or two about animal Gore, seriously. And Even if the slurs joke it's...fine i guess (bc we don't know what they say) who has the BRILLIANT idea to sell SHIRTS that Say "SLURS"?!

The second one it's waayyyy more awkward bc it's practically season one all over again, we are spected to laugh about Blitz being sexual harrassed, or worse! Being mad at this bc he is being harrass for a women(a chubbyish, petite woman) instead of Stolas. You see the double standard? Harrassment from a woman? Baaaaad! Harrassment from Stolas? Gooood! It's DISGUSTING either way.

(and lets be honest, if the girl was based on the mayority of Monster fuckers/reader's of Monster/dark romance, she would run for her life bc we all KNOW that the people we read are ABSOLULTY people we don't want in real life🤣)

Ironic, i liked the short more than the actual season, but they still commit the same mistakes. What a shame.

[tabl3]

ef incorrect quotes #3 (ft. Adam and Leo)

Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation leo: How do you eat pickles? kaz: What do you mean? leo: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. kaz: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. leo: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. kaz: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. leo: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. kaz: I get that, it's not aesthetically pleasing. leo: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. kaz: Nods in agreement chase: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! leo: Jeez, okay. kaz: Quit yelling at us already.

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skylar: When bree was born, the gods said, "She's too perfect for this world." oliver: Please. When she were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

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chase: I am going to need you to swear- adam : Fuck. chase: chase: …swear as in promise.

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chase: You get turned back into a baby but you retain all your skills and memory, what do you do? leo: Eat a nickel. skylar: A reminder: You have retained all your skills and memories. adam : Eat a nickel. chase: Ok.

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kaz: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm? oliver: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

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chase, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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leo and bree are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff leo: oh my god, bree, backwards! bree: Really, leo? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.

(chase had to come rescue them)

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chase: Hey, no, you stay out of this, this is between me and leo! adam : So leo knows about this? chase, walking away: No, this is between me and me!

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kaz : Can we go out to get ice cream? leo: Did you ask chase? kaz : He said no. leo: Then why did you ask me? kaz : He's not the boss of you. leo, internally: It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap.

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Computer: Please enter a password. adam : types in leo Computer: Your password is too weak. adam : How fucking DARE YOU-

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leo: Hey, oliver you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. oliver: Have you ever been to a mortuary? leo: Yea, my dad lives there. kaz: That is the worst response to that question.

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oliver: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. bree: Okay? oliver: … oliver: … oliver: Actually it’s gonna bug me if I don’t, so—

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kaz: What if people had food names and food had people names? leo: Hey, spaghetti, we’re having kaz for dinner. chase: What is wrong with you people? skylar: Shut up, chocolate.

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kaz: You’re alive. skylar: No need to sound so disappointed.

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kaz: Is the pink panther a lion? bree: Say that again but slower. kaz: I don’t get it. bree: He’s a PANTHER. kaz: Is that a type of lion? bree: No, it’s a fucking panther. kaz: googles panther They aren’t pink? bree: AND LIONS ARE?!

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leo: Why would you think any of this was a good idea?! chase: Probably because I’m a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence. leo: Oh… skylar, from across the room: I don’t understand how you keep forgetting that.

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adam: Am I in trouble? chase : Take a guess. adam: No? chase : Take another guess.

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chase : Do I sound smart, or am I smart? bree: You sound unbearable, to be perfectly honest.

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adam : The floor is lava! skylar: helps bree onto the counter oliver: kicks kaz off the sofa chase: lays on the floor leo : …Are you okay? chase: No.

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kaz: So how’s the food chase made? bree: It's great! Compliments to him. kaz: goes to the kitchen kaz: You're adorable. chase: blushes

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Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like adam * adam : Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

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chase: is wearing silk pants How does this look? kaz: Like its slips on and off really easily. chase: kaz: No, I didn't mean it like that- bree: We know what you meant.

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kaz: Hostage or not, sometimes it’s nice being held. adam : Are you okay.

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bree: Ok so, apparently the "bad vibes" I've been feeling are actually severe psychological distress.

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oliver: What do we say when making bread? kaz, glumly: That's the dough rising. chase: And what do we NOT say? bree, sadly: That's the yeast fucking.

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kaz : What’s it like being tall? kaz : Is it nice? kaz : Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards? adam: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want. bree: It was one time!

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adam : My favorite thing about big dogs is that when you push them over, they're all like "Oh, I'm lying down now! Someone might scratch my stomach! I might nap! Endless possibilities!" skylar: …whereas, when you push little dogs over, they're all like, "Vengeance! Death before dishonor!"

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skylar: So, are you two dating now? kaz & chase: Yes. skylar: Why? kaz: I happen to find chase very appealing. skylar: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with chase.

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oliver: To be honest, I'm kinda pissed that I'm not asleep in bed next to the love of my life in a cottage with no obligations other than watering my vegetable garden.

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oliver, to leo: I mean, I get complimented all the time- bree: starts cackling oliver: I do! bree: laughs harder

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kaz, tearing up the room: Where are they? kaz, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children? kaz: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.

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kaz: The scariest president had to be Rushmore because he had four heads. oliver: Yeah, it’s a good thing we captured him in that mountain, even if we have to live in fear of the spell wearing off. adam : Do you two still believe in that legend? Come on, Rushmore was killed a hundred years ago! We’re safe now. leo: You people have clearly never taken a history lesson. His body was never found.

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chase: Do you have any skeletons in your closet? leo: Literally or figuratively? chase: I have to specify?

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oliver: Like they say, "If you can't beat them, curl up in a ball and protect your organs."

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leo: Croissants: dropped kaz: Road: works ahead adam: BBQ sauce: on my titties skylar: Shavacado: fre oliver: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead chase : chase : …I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

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chase: I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I’m somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

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bree: I have very high standards, you know. skylar: I can make spaghetti… bree: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!

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chase: What is the one thing I told you not to do? adam : Burn the house down. chase: And what did you do? adam : I made dinner. chase: adam : chase: adam : And burnt the house down.

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leo: I mean, sure, I have my bad days, but then I remember what a cute smile I have.

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leo: mom is calling… hi mom. chase: Come on guys, stop. He's trying to talk to our mom. kaz: loud fake sexual noises oliver : EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP! bree: is asleep skylar: gets really close to the phone Tell her I said hi.

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bree: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. skylar: If the window's open and you time it right, we can do both.

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skylar: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

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bree: That’s a crazy idea. Insane. It doesn’t make sense. kaz: You’ll do it? bree: Of course.

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kaz: Where are you going? leo: Hell, eventually.

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skylar: You’re so funny! leo: Thanks; I’m desperate for people to like me.

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oliver: The first time skylar opened a box of Cheerios and looked inside she yelled, "OH WOW! DONUT SEEDS!"

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bree: Ugh, there’s always that weak bitch in the group who isn’t down with murder. team: glares at oliver oliver: Well, sorry I have morals!

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leo and bree are planning to break in somewhere leo: We need to distract the guards. bree: Right. leo: What are we gonna do? bree: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes. leo: bree: leo: Deal.

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chase: Kill me nowwwww. bree: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

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chase: You've been given a new job to do, but I'm worried it might make you angry. adam : Just say it quick, like ripping off a band-aid. chase: You have to teach leo how to drive. adam : …put the band-aid back on.

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kaz: Laughs Babe, you had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing— chase: We’re married.

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adam : My friends say I'm the most charismatic out of the group. oliver: Well, you always have a smile on your face. adam : Thank you. oliver: oliver: What drugs do you take?

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skylar: I dare you- oliver: kaz is not allowed to accept dares anymore. skylar: Why not? kaz: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

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adam : coughs blood chase: Don't die, adam ! adam : Don't tell me what to do!

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oliver: I just want someone to take me out. skylar: On a date? kaz: With a sniper gun? chase: Both if you're not a coward.

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kaz: I think this might be a bad idea… oliver: Don't start thinking on me now!

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when a child starts crying in public adam : tries to make the child laugh kaz: tries to play a game with the child to make them calm down chase: gives detailed instructions to the parents oliver: cries with the child bree: ignores the child leo: is the reason why the child is crying

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bree: You deserve a reward for putting up with me. skylar: You are my reward. meanwhile kaz: You deserve a reward for putting up with me. chase : True, you can be really difficult at times.

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The squad is asked what they would do with 5 children with only 3 chairs. chase: Get two more chairs! kaz: They can get their own chairs. skylar: Make them fight for it. bree: You only need one chair to beat them all with. oliver: I would never be near children. leo: Kill two.

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the Squad cleaning up oliver: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away. bree, to chase: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

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leo: I'm not creepy. leo: I'm petty. leo: There's a difference, ya' know.

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adam : walking around disappointed after visiting an aquarium bree: adam , what did you think a tiger shark was?

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skylar: If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple "thank you" is all I need. skylar: Not all this "how did you get into my house" business.

chase:

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chase, to oliver: If leo doesn't say "I'm King of the world" within an hour on that boat, I will give you my next pay check. leo, within 5 minutes of getting on the boat: I'M KING OF THE WORLD!!!

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oliver: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without? adam : chase, probably.

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kaz: Remain CALM! slaps leo multiple times

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kaz: You know what I’ve realized? oliver: Some thoughts are better left unsaid? kaz: Nice try, anyways-

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skylar: How is the most beautiful person in the world? bree: blushing I— kaz, butting into the conversation: chase is perfect, thanks for asking.

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bree: You know, when leo comes over, kaz can get a little… oliver: Psycho? skylar: Scary? chase : Drunk? bree: All three.

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oliver: The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was changing her name to bree.

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bree & adam :Playing video games skylar: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games? bree: silence adam : silence skylar, finally figuring it out: …You two never went to sleep, did you? bree & adam in shame: Yeah…

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adam : English is CRAZY. Oregano is both a spaghetti leaf topping and a form of paper art! leo: What is this "paper art" you speak of? adam : That shit where you make cranes and stuff out of folded paper! leo: … adam.

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leo: I told kaz to grab snacks for everyone. bree, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks? leo, kaz, and adam raise their hands

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Rats playing a board game together adam: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'. leo: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'. bree : I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'. chase: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'. bree: flips the board

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chase: Ew. What kind of tea is this? adam : I boiled gatorade.

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kaz: skylar isn’t answering my messages. oliver: Allow me. kaz: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi- skylar : replying to message Hello.

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chase, texting leo: Text me when you’re home safely. leo: I’m home dangerously. chase: Stop it. leo: I’m home lethally.

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[damnedrainbows]

💚: What does everyone else get wrong about your favorite character?

Mmmm, I have so many of these but I’ll pick my biggest one.

That Husk hates Alastor and wants him dead

Now don’t get me wrong, he probably does hate him to some degree and probably doesn’t like him much, but to me there’s quite a bit of evidence that they have an amicable relationship that might have come from a friendship first. The biggest indicator of a level of comfort between them is how Husk talks to Alastor, swearing at him, and calling him names and even swiping at him. Sure that doesn’t’ say ‘best friends’, but it does speak for how comfortable he is talking back to him and giving a lot of pushback. (Now of course all this was before their hall altercation so things might have changed now.) I do genuinely believe that was the first time Alastor has ever really made him scared and been seriously rough with him.

For that matter, he went to Alastor to warn him about Mimzy, with no indication that it was just for the hotel’s benefit. I think he may have been aware of the fact maybe even that could be something Alastor couldn’t handle. Also, now this is just something me and Devon are probably grasping at straws, but Husk calling him ‘boss’ in that moment. Granted they’ve had limited interactions so far but never once has he called him that, it’s literally just…different insults and swearing at him. This was a moment where Alastor was spiraling and feeling out of control and threatened, and being regarded as the boss, probably helped give him a bit of that control back in his mind. Like I said, probably grasping at straws. Radiohusk delusion. I think it meant something.

There’s quite a history between them, that much is clear. I don’t see it having always been contention. These three, the radio trio were together for decades I think. I know I’ve idealized them as ‘two gay dads and their grown up daughter”, but I really do feel like a bit of that could lean to canon, even without romance.

I think the biggest indicator that there is mutual care and respect in this relationship, is Husk knows about Al’s leash. This is fucking HUGE for a man that refuses to allow himself be vulnerable. This means Al has either told him, or he’s seen…perhaps the aftermath of Al meeting with his own keeper. We don’t know if Niffty knows but I have a feeling she’s in the dark. Husk also seems to know where Al was in those years.

“You’ve been gone for years and it’s not like anyone knows why”

“They don’t need to know.” Interesting wording, he didn’t say ‘you’ don’t need to know.

I went off on a tangent but I do not feel this relationship is anything near cut and dry as “wants him dead and would kill him” for Husk. Hell I don”t even think it’s that way for Alastor. This is a man that kills overlords if they get in his way, in his effort to climb to the top. He kills them and broadcasts their screams, and it takes next to nothing for him to kill a man when they piss him off. So why then is Husk alive? Why did he keep him by his side instead? I personally believe this man is just so fucking unhealthy it’s the only way he thinks he can keep companionship, if he asserts his power over them in some manner, likely coming from his own insane daddy trauma. It also doesn’t help that Husk hates fake people and all Alastor know how to be is…a mask.

I think half the reason he’s so fucking exasperated with him is he wants Alastor to just be real with him and maybe even let him in, but the dude just doesn’t know how.

Husk wants freedom but I don’t personally think at all he would rejoice if Alastor actually died. I think they’re gonna struggle in the series but I genuinely believe with season 2 focusing more on Alastor, and season three being a theme of ‘revelations and family’, that he’s going to free Husk and Niffty.

[mikeellee]

Hi Mikellee

I remember you mentioned you watched a little of JJK.

What do you think of the Yuji & Sukuna Dynamic?

And how would you compare it to the dynamic (or lack of) to Shig & Izu?

Do you think Izu & Shig Dynamic taking a centre stage would have improved MHA?

Hi @kite2013

I feel you ask to the wrong person as I dont watch JJK but I do get spoilers here and there and I do think is better than MHA (to be fair, anything is better than MHA even the basic of basic shonen "MC wants to be the big boss" type of story where is all white and black mentality works better than MHA)

But I feel I can answer your question. BTW, @bibibbon can answer better about JJK as I have a rough understanding of the world of JJK.

You know, I vividly remember people saying how MHA is a subversion, they are absolute wrong...as it is not a subversion, just plain incompetence...Now, Yuji and Sakuna IS, to my understanding, a subversion of "monster who is sealed on MC and becames friends with it"

Naruto is a famous exemple of this trope. I like Naruto and Kurama´s relationship. I even plain in explore this in a naruto wip I´m working on slow snail peace...

At first, you really think Sakuna and Yuji would be like that...and I remember seeing fans who fall for that line of thought...and BOOM, Sakuna IS evil. Sakuna IS a monster.

There´s no friendship or love in him.

I dig that.

I don´t fully know his past...I think I saw someone on twitter mentioning he WAS once human but became smth else or always born this way. I don´t know...But I like the idea he embrace his monstosity.

Shig aka Mr. Sexyman is............................Nothing. Sure. he does bad stuff but he does without a purpose. Sakuna has a purpose even if you are to tell me "He wants to destroy all Japan" (I think he wants to kill a lot of people and create a new cursed kingdom, I may be wrong) I would still say ...his purpose make sense, there´s no big baddie who manipulated him ...nor "weeping child" behind him.

Sakuna IS pure evil.

A perfect anthisis for Yuji.

Mr. Sexyman (I call him like that bc is all Shig has...he is hot, and nothing else) has insane amount of paralels with Izu and........................Useless as the author doesn´t know, rather, didn´t know what to do with it.

Shig´s motivation also makes no sense. IN CANON HE, HIMSELF, admitted how all this destruction doesn´t fix his heart. WORDS THAT ARE FROM HIS LIPS. (Well, I think he said it in his thoughts, but the feeling remains)

Shig has no introspection. SAME AS IZU.

Shig wants to destroy all and everything and WE HAVE NO IDEA WHY.

Sakuna doing that because he is evil works for me because he embraces his monstrous side.

Shig is just a human...

Also, Shig´s motivations or plans make no sense...it feels half of the time he is not doing anything and the plot has to fall on his lap.

Izu and Mr. Sexyman have no dynamic! NOTHING.

Antis who used to come at me or other shigadeku saying we are gross for shipping "BROTHERS" (Bare with me for a moment) are delulu bc Shiga and Izu doesn´t even have that. DFO IS NOT CANON. IZU NEVER MEET SHIG BEFORE THEUA INVASION AND THE MALL DATE...AND AGAIN, THEY AREN'T RELATED.

They are virtual strangers...

Shig is obsessed with Izu...but is so lazy to do anything (which is a big fail for a villain...as you know, villains are notorious for giving a huge fuck about their heroes)

Izu also show 0 interst in shig (don´t blame him here but it´s odd...everything in Shig should have got his attention ASAP. He should have been more curious)

They have no dynamic...so for their dynamic to take center stage...Hori would need to create one. It´s impossible as he dislikes Izu and Shig, but assuming someone else wrote it...the dynamic should be in two forms (if I was the one writing)

Mr. Sexyman wants to be saved and teams up with Izu as they come to an agreement. Working together to kill afo for good.

Mr. Sexyman manages to corrupt Izu to the dark side (afo hijacking shig never happened thanks to izu) and well, Izu is appreciated and Shig is no longer under afo´s eyes.

Those are my options...and I would pick the second one bc WOW the heroes mistreated Izu so much, A1 too.

[jupiterjunebug]

Don callis: ok ive got my team of evil beast athletes all set up. Now I just have t-

Sammy: Actually, uh, kys? Bye.

Don callis: ugh. Never liked him anyway. Whatever. Wills here now, so w-

Ospreay: sorry, bruv. I think im a goodboy now. Its not you, its me. And also you. Cheers!

Don callis: :/ ugggh. Whatever. I dont need him, i-

Fletcher: hey so I'm actually uh. Not gonna use the screwdriver you gave me. We good?

Don callis: jesus christ, okay. Whatever. Ive got my team of fletcher who is currently being a dweeb and then a bunch of ev-

Takeshita over a choppy Line call: heeeeey boss! Just calling in from a post match hang sesh with Goto and Riley. Did you see the cheers I've been gettting? People have all really just been so accepting of me :).

Don Callis: .......Rush. can you hit someone with a power cable? I need a mood boost

[weirdocvnt08]

Title: After-work Nappies

Relationship: Rise!Leonardo/Yuichi Usagi

Words: Under 1k

TW: None, unless you hate fluff and good times

Author is listening to: Gypsy Girl by Crystal Waters

Summary: Work makes you eppy, so cozy nappies with your significant other is just natural.

~<3~<3~<3~<3~<3~

It was the end of the day and more importantly, the end of Yuichi and Donatello’s shift at the shop. Their Thursday shifts weren’t typically hectic considering it’s a flower shop and not everybody in New York are buying them on the regular but today they had a big order that needed to quickly be assembled.

The customer who requested it had come to the shop very last minute as they needed their flowers by the next day for early afternoon, and their boss being the sympathetic person she was had accepted the order. Donnie was not shy to express their frustration towards customers or just people in general who wait until the last minute to do things when they had more than enough time to plan (though that just might’ve been the autism talking). One would think that out of frustration the purple clad teen would give up on their end of contribution with the stressful order, but Donatello never once stopped working and stood firm with Yuichi when their boss attempted to shoo them away and told them to head home when their shift ended, insisting she was fine finishing up on her own.

In the end though, the foam wall of intricate flowers with the additional orders of large bouquets were completed and their hard work figuratively and literally paid off. By the time the two teens left the shop it was night out and very late.

The two stood outside next to the shop in silence (or more so Yuichi since the twists haired teen beside him had their headphones on), staring at passing vehicles.

‘Well, this is boring’ the platinum haired one thought to himself. Looking to his right where Donnie was busy texting someone, Yuichi closed the distance between them to lay his head on the other’s shoulder. He peered up at them and whispered “Why are we standing here? Shouldn’t we be heading to the bus stop that takes us home?”

Donatello swatted the touchy teen away from their shoulder, slightly overstimulated but not to the point of going nonverbal. “Personal space, please. Although I don’t regret helping Su-Wei, staying there later than usual really disrupted my daily routine and I wish to go home now and not in an hour and a half, so I just texted Raph to pick us up. Said he’d be here in fifteen minutes B-T-W.”

The taller teen watched as Yuichi made the tiniest sidesteps away from them, constantly looking up from his feet to see when the other approved of their distance. With only their arm four inches away from each other, Donnie sighed tiredly as they signed ‘you’re good’, knowing that’s how far the Japanese boy would accept being away from them.

Yuichi flashed them a cheeky smile as he opted to communicate with his friend via text as to prevent further discomfort than what Donnie was already in.

Jackass: I know you luv me Donnie :3

Don: Clingy bastard, contain that affection for Leo since he’s equally as clingy and the one you’re dating

Jackass: We’re not clingy we just have a lot of love to give!

Don: My ASS you two aren’t! You two can’t even last a day being without each other.

Jackass: THATS NOT TRUE >:(

Jackass: We can last 3 days without each other >:p

Both playfully bantered about for the remainder of their wait and before they knew it Raph had arrived to pick the two up. The car ride was filled with excited chatter between Yuichi and Raphael, both eager for this upcoming weekend’s wrestling match that they bought tickets for to see live.

The trio arrived to the Hamato household where everyone had already retired into their rooms for the night. Raph informed them that if they were hungry Mikey had stored away leftovers of the sautéed veggies and pan-fried pork chops they had eaten earlier in the fridge, then bidding them a goodnight as he could finally be able to sleep in peace knowing his sibling was back in the safety of their home.

Donatello was next to walk to their own room, stating they needed to deregulate by having “Donnie Time” (which was just them immediately changing out of their day clothes and into loose ones, then curling up and rocking themself in their sensory swing as they play Minecraft).

Now in his solitude, Yuichi realized just how exhausted he actually was with his body feeling heavy and sleep desperately calling for him. On autopilot his legs lead him to his boyfriend’s room, and he hopes his door is unlocked because Leo had a habit of locking it and Yuichi would very much prefer to sleep on his comfortable bed rather than on the Hamato family’s cold couch.

When he reached Leo’s door he found it was indeed locked but heard movement coming from inside. Too tired to use his hands, Yuichi used his forehead to knock on door and after a solid minute of waiting it opened.

“Mikey why are you bang-, Yuichi? Why are you here?” Leonardo, who was dressed in causal sleepwear (his favorite Ebenezer Scrooge type long since gone and ALLEGEDLY destroyed by his twin plus Mikey) with the addition of his favorite royal blue bonnet and a translucent facial mask, looked at his boyfriend quizzedly. It was a school night and the other’s guardian was typically strict about sleepover days, so sue Leo for asking.

“Am I not welcomed here no more? Should I take the stuffed rabbit back?” With a tired shrug he continued “Hueso gave the green light to let me sleep me over this one time ‘cause of how late we got out of work, but since it seems like you don’t want me here, I’ll just go sleep on the cold, lonely couch where I’ll most likely wake up sore from in the morning!” The teen exaggerated as he played off as if he was going to leave.

Rolling his eyes at the act, Leo pulled his boyfriend inside his room by the arm. A surprised “woah” escaped Yuichi’s mouth, allowing Leo to take the chance to close the gap between them and steal a kiss.

Yuichi scrunched his nose as he remembered Leo was still wearing a facial mask. “Nooooo! Your facial thingy’s gonna smudge onto meee!” He muffled out as their lips were still smooshed against each other.

Pulling away, Leo swiped his fingers across his cheek then flipped them over to show Yuichi that it wasn’t wet. “Look, it’s dry, so shut up.” Continuing where he left off, the slightly taller male cupped his partner’s adorably squishy cheeks and pecked kiss after kiss on the puckered lips in front of him, all while Yuichi could only pout as his cheeks were held hostage by the strong grip the other’s hand had on them (not that he hated it, he just didn’t like how he couldn’t kiss him back).

After the broad-shouldered teen released the toned one to peel off the face mask, Yuichi staggered his way to the bed while gradually removing all items and clothing on his being until he was only left in his boxers. He then tossed himself onto the semi-soft king mattress with his limbs outstretched comfortably as he waited for Leonardo.

“That tired huh?” He heard Leo ask when he came out of his bathroom and shut the door close that lead to the hallway. He heard as his footsteps grew closer then felt a nudge on his calf. “Want some pj’s or you good like that?”

“I’m fine like this, now come cuddle me” Yuichi replied as he sat up and made grabby hands at Leo. Amused and ever so loving this extra clingy side from his boyfriend of almost two years, Leo grabbed Yuichi’s phone from his discarded pants and set it to charge on a wireless port Donnie had made for all of them. He then climbed into bed and laid on the right side as Yuichi sat on the left.

Quick to cling himself onto his love, Yuichi slotted their legs together and hugged Leo’s torso as he laid his cheek above his sternum, sighing when he felt familiar smooth hands undo his tight ponytail and running a hand through it to soothe it out. And as if the delightfulness of it all wasn’t enough, he felt Leo softly scratch his short nails around the area where he felt the most tension on his scalp.

Leonardo smiled as he heard the boy below him groan pleasurably and continued the action until he felt that the tension from the hairstyle Yuichi had had dissipated by now.

“So bun, you gonna tell me what happened that made you and Dee come home late from work?” Leo asked curiously but was met with silence. Peering down he slightly shook the other, thinking he was probably just pretending to be asleep. “Yui? Hello?” A soft snore was heard from below, the head scratches from before seeming to be the cause for Yuichi’s rapid descent into slumberland.

The bonnet covered teen sighed as he watched his boyfriend’s sleeping form with endearment. Behind those closed monolith eyelids were the prettiest and most warm brown eyes that almost glimmered under the rays of a setting sun, and if you looked at his face up close enough, you’d notice the faintest of freckles sitting across his golden-brown tawny skin, earned from the hours of outdoor labor on hot sunny days back when he still lived on his aunt’s farm in Japan. And to spike up on the cute-o-meter the Japanese boy had the most winsome smile that accentuated that sportive charm he carries.

Deciding to allow his significant other to sleep, Leo played online with Donnie who was still awake for an hour or so before both of them logged off and called it a night.

Blearily, he pressed soft kisses onto the crown of his boyfriend’s head, heart warm and full and as the heavier his eyelids got, he could only smile blissfully as he too succumbed into peaceful slumber.