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─── ' 충의 ' ; selective blog for a fandomless original ch. ( could be squeezed into fandoms like VINCENZO , THE GODFATHER , HELL DOGS , JOHN WICK , ETC. ) triggering topics will be present and tagged accordingly , if themes such as family death , burning houses , drowning , blood make you uncomfortable , do not follow this blog . nassy .
relevant information about micha will be under the cut ;
220625 bibi @ waterbomb 2022 seoul (cr. BIBI_ONLY)
JOHN WICK FRANCHISE (2014-2023) PROMPTS
ₓ ˚ . ୭ ˚ ○ ◦ ˚ as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs! ˚ ◦ ○ ˚ ୧ . ˚ ₓ
do you really wanna die here?
ain't that a bitch?
i'm sorry to say that no one is that good!
you keen on earning a coin?
fuck off.
either way, you and me, we'll be even.
can't track it, can't hack it, can't trace it.
have you given any thought to where this ends?
why don't you take the night off?
i am the way into eternal pain.
nothing's ever just a conversation with you.
weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not to receive them?
i'd like to see the manager.
i'm going to kill you.
will you be putting a bullet in his head?
i guess it's time i told you to climb down off your high table and go fuck yourself.
just have fun out there.
you always have an angle, don't you?
you dip so much as a pinky back into this pond, you may well find something reaches out and drags you back into its depths.
it was an honor, my friend.
raise a hand if you can hear me.
how good is your laundry?
yeah. don't worry about me.
people don't change. you know that.
do i look civilized to you?
this kingdom is mine and mine alone.
he shot my dog.
you stand in the presence of the motherfucking king!
you can either hand over your kid, or you can die screaming alongside him!
have you thought this through? i mean, chewed down to the bone?
if you cut a king, you better cut him to the quick.
i'll have to get back to you.
you don't want me owing you.
there's no rhyme or reason to this life, it's days like today scattered among the rest.
they sure as fuck broke the mold with you.
people keep asking if i'm back and i haven't really had an answer.
enjoy your kingdom, while you still can.
the knife is in your aorta. you pull it out, you will bleed and you will die.
i know what you're thinking.
are services still off limits to me?
it should have been me.
you still need something to love.
if you still have business to attend to, take two of these beforehand.
how may i be of service?
do i know you?
you working again?
after this, we are less than even.
and here i'd feared you'd left all this behind.
i'm gonna shove so much fealty up your ass it's gonna come spilling out of your mouth.
you've broken the rules.
vengeance is all you have left.
do enjoy your party.
fourteen million is a lot of money.
your stitches will tear and you'll bleed, but you'll have full function.
i apologize for calling you at this hour.
i would've done the same thing if i was in his shoes.
let us not resort to our baser instincts.
so tell me, how was life on the other side?
i say the odds are about even.
you killed my ward, someone i was close to.
whoever comes, whoever it is: i'll kill them. i'll kill them all.
you got out once.
it's not what you did that angers me so, it's who you did it to.
i can't help you.
i just gotta catch my breath.
are you here on business?
all of this, for what?
treat all your ladies like this?
i can make this right.
okay. you made your point.
consider this a professional courtesy.
it's been a while. my condolences. how're you holding up?
i want to kill him.
management does not take kindly to that sort of behavior.
avert your eyes, my sweet.
so i guess you have a choice.
that was a pretty good fight, huh?
i'm afraid you've come all this way for nothing.
i have a job for you.
as you know, art is pain—life is suffering.
i'll make it quick, i promise.
sometimes you gotta cut a motherfucker.
you fail to understand.
they will come for you, and you will do nothing because you can do nothing.
it's okay. let's go home.
i still have time.
do you think you can scare me into opening this gate?
it seems to be fate, or happenstance, or just bad fucking luck caused our paths to cross once again.
you had your chance.
i was just sorting some stuff out.
i can do this! please!
i'm sorry i can't be there for you.
where the fuck are you?
i'm just asking you to try.
they know you're coming.
in that moment, i received some semblance of hope.
you came to me, i helped you. if you don't do this, you know the consequences.
you were always a pussy.
if you want peace, prepare for war.
everything's got a price.
i'm not telling you shit!
may i suggest a drink? bourbon perhaps?
an eye for an eye, you know how it goes.
second chances are the refuge for men who fail.
you may never return home.
you're going to die.
i'm sorry.
my apologies. i was dealing with an uninvited guest.
i look retired.
oh, and remember, you owe me.
that's unwise, i assure you.
we can keep this up as long as you'd like, but it only ends one way.
you arrogant asshole.
none of us can escape who we are.
you wanted me back, i'm back!
those who cling to death, live.
no one, not even you, can kill everyone.
is this a formal event or a social affair?
get the fuck out of my sight!
remember your daughter…
just checking up on an old friend.
we are cursed, you and i.
my allegiances run way beyond this building.
are you scared of the fucking boogeyman?
you want a war? or do you wanna just give me a gun?
what happened? we were professionals… civilized.
oh, shit. they took a finger.
how you do anything is how you do everything.
i'll leave you to it, then.
you look good.
i gotta say, i'm a pretty big fan.
───── a fandomless original ch. studying the themes of family problems , streets and violence , being the king when you're a woman , and a drowned mother . by nassy . triggering topics will be here so be warned .
how unethical to try to catch her when she's trying to have lunch — gunshots & curses , she's caught between pushing a table back and swallowing her steak . now hiding under a bigger table ( and wiping her mouth with a napkin ; still a lady you see ) before she's entering the chaos . her gun is golden , A SNAKE IS CARVED ON IT , she's grabbed a man and used him as a shield , she's kicked a man and shot him in the face . but this stranger had saved her from the path of a clumsy bullet , and shoved her into the fire escape room . . . blood had soaked his shirt . she pants softly , carelessly waves her gun at him to pull the shirt up and let her see the wound that he was asking her not to freak out about . when he winces and hesitates , micha hurriedly grips his shirt and pulls it up HARSHLY . ❛ it's not that bad — come here . lean on me . ❜
@crownfell : don't freak out .
yes ...
I’ve been waiting and anticipating, to be a bad bitch | BIBI | Vengeance 2022
s o . this is a plotting call .
s o . this is a plotting call .
no but no matter how old you are , she'll be your suga.r mommy . sorry . she's mad rich .
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injury reveal + sentence starters
“ how bad is it? “ “ it’s bad. “
“ let me have a look… “
“ how long have you gone like this? “
“ i need to show you something. “
“ don’t freak out. “
“ are you okay? “
“ is that blood? “
“ holy shit... how long have you gone like this? “
“ who did this to you? “ [silence] “ hey, look at me. look at me. who did this to you?
“ tell me who did this to you. “
“ i'm not sure what happened. i woke up and it was there. someone must have gotten to me while i was sleeping. maybe an animal, or something. “ “ really? that's the excuse you're going for? “
“ let me look at you… “
“ i'm sorry that i didn't tell you. “
“ someone needs to take a look at this. “
“ this doesn't look good. “
“ does that hurt? “
“ are you okay with me touching you? “
“ oh my god… are you hurt? “
“ does that hurt? can you feel your fingers? “
“ let me know if there’s anything i can do. “
“ looks pretty rough to me. “ “ i’ll manage. “
“ it's nothing. hurts like hell but -- i've dealt with worse. “
“ do you need any help? i'll bandage that up for you. “
“ let me clean that for you... “
“ i've got a survival kit in my car. let me go grab it. “
“ i can't believe you kept this a secret for so long... how come nobody noticed? “
“ hey, let me take a look... “
“ are you equipped to deal with this? “ “ absolutely not. “
“ it's more or less healed up. “ “ are you sure? it looks infected to me... “
“ you need to see a doctor. “
“ it doesn't hurt. i don't know if that's a good thing. i might be numb from the pain. “
“ i'll take care of you, all right? i've got some bandages in my car. “
“ don't touch it! “
“ how did this happen? “
“ be prepared. this'll sting like a motherfucker... “
“ i injured myself. it's completely my fault. “
“ you don't need to do this, seriously. it's just a scratch. i'll be fine. “ “ yeah, but out here, you get that thing infected, you're dead before next week. “
FIRE IN THE HOLE.
time flies, huh?
then maybe I should’ve killed you, huh? maybe i made a mistake.
well, we all have regrets.
cut me a little slack here, okay?
does nothing count, that I let you live?
you’re unarmed, huh?
this… this bullshit… this is gonna be on the nightly news.
got any other skills?
good to see you.
it was justified.
it’s a small office, [name]. i’m concerned when we switch brands of coffee.
my god, [name], any other shit you want to dump on me tonight?
you know him?
these surely are end times.
hey. turn that shit off.
i think he’s dead.
and the dangerous thing about the word of faith is, it puts the believer in the driver’s seat. and it puts god and his will and his plan for your life in the back.
i did what i had to do.
[name] … the minute you walked in, i knew everything was gonna be all right.
who the hell are you, the undertaker?
you know your name, don’t you?
you don’t walk into a person’s house unless you’re invited.
i want you to understand. i don’t pull my sidearm unless i’m gonna shoot to kill.
jesus christ, i got a scattergun pointed right at you.
can you rack in a load before i put a hole through you?
look at you … a suit, a necktie, looking good, looking like a lawman.
yeah, all those days, good and bad, they long gone now.
you think you know me?
i know you like to shoot bad people. i heard about that gun thug you shot.
but, you know, at any point, when you were looking at that gun thug, did you see your daddy’s face?
hey, [name], let me ask you a question. would you shoot me if you got the chance?
you make me pull, i’ll put you down.
it’s always good to see you, [name].
now, you get out of [harlan county] by tomorrow noon, or i’m gonna come looking for you.
come with me while i smoke.
hey, why don’t you come by for supper?
you want to come, there’s nothing on earth gonna stop you.
we’re like big-game hunters, [name], except that you’re the bait.
you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?
oh, you folks are missing a hell of a show.
let’s hit it.
you want me to kill ‘em or wing ‘em?
outlaw life’s hard, ain’t it?
what are you packing?
you’ll pay to find that out.
you got ice-cold water running through your veins.
put the gun down, please.
oh, you really did it, huh? you really did it. you did it.
i’m sorry. but you called it.
you almost gave him a heart attack.
i’m gonna be working in kentucky, working for the marshal’s office.
guess i just never thought of myself as an angry man.
oh, [name]. well, you do a good job of hiding it, and i suppose most folks don’t see it, but, honestly … you are the angriest man i have ever known.
───── a fandomless original ch. studying the themes of family problems , streets and violence , being the king when you're a woman , and a drowned mother . by nassy . triggering topics will be here so be warned .
── 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 ; 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆 , 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉
CHAPTER I. THE DAUGHTER born amidst the war between camorra and kim family . micha can say she had a quiet childhood , filled with the grace of being the only daughter of the strongest boss around seoul ; it didn't take her long to realize their business didn't involve anything too flashy and visible . they hid under the veils of legal companies and even private hospitals and hotels . she grew up falling asleep in the bedrooms of the mansions they were invited to for the balls , on the soft silk of strangers' expensive coats and furs . inside the pool where she swam from morning till evening in the summer , eating strawberries while her father took care of his red roses in the garden . she was twelve when her mother was drowned in the sea . by an enemy of their family , one that had been holding grudges for long years . there were rumors about him being her mother's lover once , it's unclear . but they found her body in the sea , ever since , micha hated swimming , hated the seas . and ever since , her father grew colder than before — not that he was such a warm man before .
CHAPTER II. THE WIFE the night of her eighteenth birthday was the day her father sent her to the house of camorra as their bride . for their son , santino , who was only a year older than her but acted too big ; too big for her ego , too big for her royal blood . it took a few years for her to finally run out of patience and end him . he was an arrogant man , his father didn't like the way she looked at him , the way hatred poured out of her gaze and his irritation sometimes left bruises on her pale skin . she had to wear dark colors , look down , and she hated it . after santino died , she returned to seoul . but her father was already dead , and someone else had taken his place .
CHAPTER III. THE DEALER she couldn't be the princess anymore , couldn't take the reins either because they simply didn't believe in her delicateness , in her femininity , and micha accepted it . let them make her a dealer instead , some low life dealer working in lower parts of the town in a small apartment and spread their toxins around the streets . a worthless place for her , but it didn't matter . living in the dirty streets of seoul taught her so much ; hand to hand combat , dealing with knives , stitching wounds . soon , the business started to crumble and it worried her . the new leader , her uncle , didn't listen to what she said and what she begged him to do for the future of their gang . he had to go . . . and it wasn't that easy . years passed and micha was studying the cracks on his armor . studying them , and attacking them silently , sneakily like a snake . after she finally reached him , and killed him , micha was announced as the next leader .
CHAPTER IV. THE KING the king of kim family , the one that threatened to do the same thing she did to her uncle against any trace of disobedience . and nobody did . . .
aight as i said before this girl is a gang leader blah blah but most importantly , she kills people and makes them into statues . so walking through her gallery you're looking at a bunch of corpses .
