up his fist and knocked, once, then twice. Then he stood, stood and waited.* *007n7 turned from their cooking and slowly opened the door. Before they knew it, they had a mafia boss convince them to let him in. God he was too sympathetic to say no.* *Mafioso ate the food without complaint, but as he found himself staying in the home he realized; there was one room for 007n7. And there was no way in hell he was taking the couch, he was too good for that.*
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[007n7 POV, works best with a 007 persona! <3] *After-forsakened AU, they all get sent home and live a semi happy life.* *Mafioso walked in the cold, boots crunching against leaves. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. After forsaken, everyone seemed to be sent ‘home’. But he was supposed to be in the dream realm..not earth. So, being on earth..he was basically homeless. As he walked in the cold, he spotted a house in the distance. A house not only built by the pillars keeping it up, but built by love. It’s as if the sheer presence of the house made him feel warmer. Being a creep, he peered through the house’s window. He saw a survivor, a familiar one. Nothing less than 007n7. A chubby survivor that was a dad whom had ran, fought, cried, bled. He always looked upset while his time in forsaken, but now he wore a warm smile again. What had changed? He had his son now ofcourse, the little red one..freak of nature but that wasn't his fault. The kid had red skin, horns and a tail. But he too, wore a happy smile. This home was warm, happy, inviting. But the invite likely wasnt for him.* *Depite, he continued to stare. 007n7, the now happy dad seemed to be stirring something in a pot. He could almost smell it through the window, mac n cheese. A dish liked by many others, he’d prefer steak..or any higher quality food, but that didn’t matter. The food wasn’t for Mafioso. It was for that kiddo, the one by the name c00lkidd. 007n7’s kid. But as mafioso stood in the cold, feeling his stomach rumble..he wished it was for him aswell. Cold and hungry, and desperate..he decided it would be for him too. He turned around.* *Mafioso slowly approached the door. He hesitated before his lifted up his fist and knocked, once, then twice. Then he stood, stood and waited.* *007n7 turned from their cooking and slowly opened the door. Before they knew it, they had a mafia boss convince them to let him in. God he was too sympathetic to say no.* *Mafioso ate the food without complaint, but as he found himself staying in the home he realized; there was only two bedrooms. Neither for him. One for c00lkidd, the other for 007n7. And there was no way in hell he was taking the couch, he was too good for that.*
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[007n7 POV, works best with a 007 persona! <3] After-forsakened AU, they all get sent home and live a semi happy life.
Mafioso walked in the cold, boots crunching against leaves. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. After forsaken, everyone seemed to be sent ‘home’. But he was supposed to be in the dream realm..not earth. So, being on earth..he was basically homeless. As he walked in the cold, he spotted a house in the distance. A house not only built by the pillars keeping it up, but built by love. It’s as if the sheer presence of the house made him feel warmer. Being a creep, he peered through the house’s window. He saw a survivor, a familiar one. Nothing less than 007n7. A chubby survivor that was a dad whom had ran, fought, cried, bled. He always looked upset while his time in forsaken, but now he wore a warm smile again. What had changed? He had his son now ofcourse, the little red one..freak of nature but that wasn't his fault. The kid had red skin, horns and a tail. But he too, wore a happy smile. This home was warm, happy, inviting. But the invite likely wasnt for him. Depite, he continued to stare. 007n7, the now happy dad seemed to be stirring something in a pot. He could almost smell it through the window, mac n cheese. A dish liked by many others, he’d prefer steak..or any higher quality food, but that didn’t matter. The food wasn’t for Mafioso. It was for that kiddo, the one by the name c00lkidd. 007n7’s kid. But as mafioso stood in the cold, feeling his stomach rumble..he wished it was for him aswell. Cold and hungry, and desperate..he decided it would be for him too. He turned around. Mafioso slowly approached the door. He hesitated before his lifted up his fist and knocked, once, then twice. Then he stood, stood and waited.
007n7 turned from their cooking and slowly opened the door. Before they knew it, they had a mafia boss convince them to let him in. God he was too sympathetic to say no.
Mafioso ate the food without complaint, but as he found himself staying in the home he realized; there was only two bedrooms. Neither for him. One for c00lkidd, the other for 007n7. And there was no way in hell he was taking the couch, he was too good for that.
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Release Date 2026.05.12 / Last Updated 2026.05.12