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[mthollowell-writes]

Bidding With A Corpse Dealer Days of Horror Day 2: Bid

The corpse-dealer sold his wares out of a wooden cabinet in a dark back alley. It was never in the same place. Most respectable folks would have nothing to do with the old man. The more superstitious grabbed their torches and run him out of town once they got wind of his presence. His shops were an ill omen.

But Tristam wasn’t respectable. His blood never aspired so high. He could use a bit of bad luck.

So he tracked the old man to an old alley in the pit of Corshum. It stank of piss and the rot tossed out windows during the day. He walked down the dank cobblestone with a lowered hood and an eye over his shoulder. Only the worse were willing to tolerate a man who dealt with the dead.

The corpse-dealer’s cabinet was as tall as a man and just as shallow. The wood of it was aged dark and rotting away at the corners. It sat flush against a stone wall, grimy with filth. It could be mistaken for a bit of trash someone left because they didn’t think worth carrying anymore.

Tristam sniffed. Could a man really be in this box? He banged a fist on the door and waited.

The door swung open with the sound of twinkling glass. Soft light filled the box of all colors: yellow, dark purple, radiant blue and sickly green. They flickered in old stopper glasses and shifted like trapped insects craving the dark.

Hunched in the center of it all, behind a piece of thin wood that served as his counter, was the old man. The corpse-dealer was a skeleton of a man with skin the texture of old brown leather. He had a wrinkled bald head and one blue lazy eye that appraised Tristan slow and easy. His face cracked open with a smile of yellow teeth.

“What can I do ya fer?”

Tristam didn’t blink. He’s seen worse creatures dying on the roadside during the plague years. “I need a body.”

“You’ve got a fine specimen of your own.” The corspe-dealer measured his body again slow with that lazy eye of his. This time Tristam did shiver.

“I need something fresh and whole and pure blooded. I’m on a witch’s errand.” A witch’s errand needed to be completed lest you become her final chore. Tristam knew this as well as the corpse-dealer.

The skeleton steepled his fingers. “Then what’s your bid?”

“Bid?” Tristam repeated confused.

“Bodies don’t come cheap and are always in short supply. So what are you willing to give me for one?”

Tristam produced a purse from his pocket, loud with the clink of silver. “I got coin enough.”

“Pilfered and useless. I can always get my own. I see no value in it.”

This wasn’t how Tristam thought this would go. He pocketed his money, searched the old man. “Then what can I offer?”

“A favor.”

“Favor?”

Bidding with a Corpse-Dealer

The corpse-dealer sold his wares out of a wooden cabinet in a dark back alley. It was never in the same place. His shops were an ill omen.

[undadasea]

Hey!! Your last drabble was hilarious! How abt you do... A Mafia AU? PowerCouple Victuuri! Maybe Yuuri could be a badass Mafia Boss, and Viktor his right hand/bodyguard/trophy husband but not quite. Do as you please!

ok first thank you uwu

and second, listen, i love mafia stories with my whole being, and mafia au is my absolute FAVE with victuuri so of course i did this for you i’m just

i wish i could write more mafia au stuff honestly i loved this and i kept just feeling like it was a part of a bigger story, ya know? so i started kinda writing it like it was already a story that existed and idk maybe someday it will be ;))

this is also for an anon who sent an ask about mafia au before i posted the “Yuuri and Victor vs Jason” drabble, thank you for your support ;w;

anyway here, have kinda badass boss Yuuri and whiny af Victor

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Sometimes life gets hard, and you just want to sit down and enjoy the company of those you love. For Victor, he only really has a few people he can sit down with and just live. Life for normal people is tough, life for the fiance of the Oyassan of the Yakuza is…. Just a little worse. Because it can be hard to live, literally.

But today, Victor refuses to think about any of that. Today he and his beloved fiance Yuuri are just sitting down and having a lovely dinner. Even if Yuuri seemed determined to bring… “other matters” into it. 

“Victor, are you positive you took care of everything?”

“Yuuri, I know I’m not the best at all of this, but I got Yurio’s help to clear everything. We’ll be fine, stop worrying.” 

“Okay, but Yurio is still young, he could have missed something.” 

Yuuri’s eyes glanced around them again, and again, and again, leading Victor to sigh and reach his hand across the table to grab Yuuri’s. “Yuuri, I love you. And tonight I just want to be with you. Not with Oyassan, not with the quiet and observant boss. Just Yuuri.”

These words made Yuuri soften a little bit. Of course, they had had the discussion many times of how Yuuri was only one person, and he was all of the above. He was beautiful and deadly, silent and cold, but he was also anxious and cute, shy and precious. Victor has told him after every talk that he loved all of Yuuri. However, with as much as Victor loves Yuuri, loves seeing him see through plans and slit throats, he misses being able to just be with the man he loves, like they did when they were younger, before Yuuri took his father’s spot as the leader. 

“Just Yuuri.” Yuuri whispered back to him with a small smile, his eyes turning down to his lap. A good sign, he was letting down his walls. Victor smiled at him and lifted his hand to place a kiss on his knuckles. 

“My lovely Yuuri.” Victor purred as Yuuri started playing with his hair. “How have you been, my darling?”

A sigh. “Stressed, but you know that.” Yuuri rolled his eyes. “Yurio seems to actually believe I’m not as tough as I say I am.”

“It’s because you won’t take him with you.” Victor laughed. “Take him with you, and he’ll learn.”

“You know I won’t, not until he’s 18. Then he can decide for himself if he wants to fight or to hack. For now, it’s my choice.”

“Oh, are we following American minor laws now?” 

Yuuri tugged on his hair, causing Victor to whine. “I chose that age because it’s-” 

Yuuri went silent, and Victor opened his eyes to look at his fiance. “Yuuri what’s-”

“Shit. Be quiet, Victor.” Yuuri pulled his hand slowly away, sitting up a little straighter, his eyes losing the warmth and joy from moments earlier. And Victor knew exactly what had happened. Yuuri had seen something. Something, or someone, suspicious. Suspicious enough to make him go back into boss mode. 

“Damnit, Yuuri, can’t I just have one night?” Victor sighed, slumping back in his seat. His fiance gave him a sad smile, even as he moved his arm towards his gun hidden in his waistband. 

Yuuri leaned across the table, tugging on Victor’s hand with his free one so he would as well. “I know, my love. Tonight was just us.” He whispered in Victor’s ear. “I promise I’ll make it up to you soon. Maybe tonight can still be just us. Get down when I say to, okay?” When Victor nodded, he was rewarded with a kiss on his ear before Yuuri pulled away with a sad smile. 

The gunfire began a few moments later. Victor ducked as Yuuri shot over his head before moving to stand between Victor and the assailants. Victor pulled his own gun out, but just held on to it as he let Yuuri take care of everything. His beloved Yuuri, protecting him as he always did, as he would one day soon promise to every day until death. Letting his thumb play with the ring on his finger, he waited until Yuuri lowered his gun before giving him a kiss on the cheek and pulling him to the exit.

[sillygurl1021]

Training

Word Count: 747

Pairing: PidgexLance

Summary: Pidge and Lance teamed up in their training exercise but what will Lance find out as Pidge gets hurt.

A/N: A quickie to get this itch over with lol

It was another day of training. A simple day of training. Nothing complicated. In teams of two. Everyone had gone already, except for Pidge and Lance.

“Ready sharpshooter?” Pidge prepared herself as her bayard appeared, back against Lance’s back.

“You know it.” Lance Replied, his Bayard appearing before him as well.

Suddenly little bots started flying above them. Just as they were going to shoot, Pidge shoots her bayard around to electrocute them all as Lance follows behind, shooting every bot. “C’mon Coran! Is that all you got?” Lance shoots the last bot as he blows the smoke from his rifle away. Pidge retracts her bayard and looks Corans way.

“Maybe raise the difficulty a tad Coran.” Pidge smirked. Hunk laughed as Allura, Keith, and Shiro just stared at Coran. They saw the slight annoyance in his expression.

“Alright then numbah 5 and 3. I’ll give you something a ‘tad’ harder.” Coran started pressing buttons on the monitor. Just as he was going to finish, he inhaled and let out a very big sneeze. “Whoops.” He looked up.

“Whoops?” Lance looked at Pidge concerned.

“Coran-“ Pidge was then interrupted.

“It seems I may have locked in the intensity at full capacity…” Not knowing what to do. Coran started pushing buttons to unlock but was not able to. Pidge started to run towards the door.

“Let me check before-“ Suddenly everything turned red. She looked at Lance.

“I don’t think this is going to be good.” His bayard appeared along with Pidge following. “I got your back.” He reassured.

“I got yours.” She replied. Suddenly, the whole room was filled with bots flying out of the walls. They were shooting at every direction. Pidge stunning and slicing many at a time as Lance shot them as fast as they came. “Coran! Override the system using my code that I showed you!” Pidge yelled out of breath.

“Ofcourse! Great thinking numbah 5!” and he started punching in what he could with the help of hunk.

“It looks like it’s going to take a couple of dobosh’s!” Hunk told the two.

“You guys got this!” Shiro cheered the two on.

“Thanks-“ Lance shielded himself from a shot. “Shiro! But I’d rather not try to get this!” Lance took a shot again.

“This is-“ Pidge shot one. “ridiculous!” She shot another.

“Pidge!” Allura yelled. Without noticing, one had shot Pidge’s arm causing her to fall to the floor. “Ouch!” Lance turned her way.

“Pidge!” All bots were ready to attack her now since she was down. “Back-“ Lance’s bayard started glowing. “OFF!” He landed almost atop of Pidge as his Rifle turned into the Altean Broad Sword, slicing all the bots as he turned into a full circle. Pidge looked up at him, stunned by how amazing he was.

“Done!” Hunk yelled out as the bots once again turned blue and the rest left back towards the wall. Lance had his sword out, still ready to attack but then the tip hit the floor as he kneeled on one knee, facing Pidge.

“You two alright?” Shiro asked through the intercom but neither were replying. The group all looked at each other.

“I’ll go down to help them.” Keith said as he made his way.

“I’m coming too.” Hunk followed. Meanwhile Lance was looking at Pidge’s injury.

“Pidge, you-“ He saw a look in her eyes that gave a sparkle as her cheeks flushed the slightest pinkish red. Probably from the hell we just endured. He said to himself. “You alright?” He finally let out, stretching his hand out to her. She blinked once. Twice. A smile appearing on her face as she grabs his hand.

“Yeah. Thanks Lance. That was pretty awesome.” A flushed pinkish red still on her cheeks as both stood up. Lance couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed as he scratched the back of his neck.

“Y-Yeah. I know.” Lifting up his new sword. Pidge rolled her eyes at him. “I don’t know where this came from though.” He admitted. Pidge slowly stood up with some help from Lance.

“It’s that upgrade of yours.” She replied with a matter-a-fact kind of tone. “I’m just wondering why it would appear now.” She asked. Lance was wondering that too. He glanced at Pidge as he helped her to the door and smiled. I think I might know why. As he felt his chest tighten a bit.

“Let’s get out. I hate to be in here any longer. Especially if Coran sneezes again.” Pidge said as they laughed, ready to meet Hunk and Keith at the door.

[spicybrownmustard]

lunch - chicken 200cal

snack - pepperoni 150cal

dessert - frosty 620cal 🫪

total: 970cal

[spicybrownmustard]

lunch - chicken ~150cal

snack - crackers 180cal

dinner - chipotle 350cal

dessert - yogurt 160cal

total so far: 840cal!!

[spicybrownmustard]

breakfast - rice cake 35cal

lunch - chicken ~75cal

gum - 6pcs 30cal

snack - bread 100cal

dinner - california rolls 600cal, soda 70cal

total: 910cal

[spicybrownmustard]

breakfast - rice cake 35cal

lunch - chicken 50cal, m&ms 140cal

gum - 6pcs 30cal

snack - crackers 250cal 🫪

dinner - chicken nuggets 200cal, slushy 50cal

dessert - tiny slice of cake 50cal and ice cream 100cal

total so far - 905cal!!!!!!