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Lackadaisy but Warrior Cats

Thunderclan (Marigold)

Mordecai Heller Warrior Warrior name: Hatchetclaw Serafine de Savoy Warrior (Previously trained as a medicine cat) Warrior name: Bonepelt Nicodeme de Savoy Warrior Warrior name: Bearfoot Asa Sweet Deputy Warrior name: Sweettooth

Shadowclan (Lackadaisy)

Mitzi May Leader Warrior name: Softwhisker Rocky Rickaby Apprentice/Warrior (Technically still an apprentice but has a warrior name) Warrior name: Rockhead Freckle McMurray Apprentice Warrior name (future): Frecklepelt Ivy Pepper Medicine cat Warrior name: Ivyspark Dorian Zibowsky Warrior Warrior name: Gingerfur Viktor Vasko Warrior/Elder (Refuses to admit hes an elder) Warrior name: Deatheye

Kittypets/Loners/Barn Cats

Sedgwick Sable Kittypet Name: Wick Lacy Hardt Kittypet Name: Lacy Nina McMurray Kittypet Name: Nina Elsa Bastion Barn cat/Medicine cat (Previously Riverclan's Medicine cat) Name: Elsa Abelard Arbogast Barn cat/Medicine cat (Previously Riverclan's Medicine cat) Name: Abelard Bobby Bastion Barn cat Name: Bobby Dominic Drago Loner Name: Dom/Drago (Either goes)

Mordecai and Viktor Relationship Headcannons

TW: Murder, kneecapping, angst

Pre-Relationship Headcanons~

This was a very slow burn

Like the flame wasn't even there for yeeears

Mordecai is a very untrusting cat so it took him years to tolerate Viktor let alone trust him

When Mordecai realized he had feelings for Viktor he decided he would ignore them until they went away (they didn’t)

Viktor just had a very conflicting time falling in love again, lots of booze and staring at the ceiling later he accepts his fate

Neither are touchy

Neither wanted to admit feelings for each other

They both just kinda sat with their feelings hoping they would go away

Mitzi ended up picking up on their feelings

The whole speakeasy knew of their feelings but the two

After years of mutual trust building… Mordecai got drunk and spilled his heart out

Relationship Headcanons~

They are very awkward about the whole thing

Viktor is the only cat allowed to see drunk Mordecai

Drunk Mordecai will constantly ramble about how much he loves Viktor and so on

Once sober he will hide in his room from embarrassment

Viktor finds this amusing 

Mordecai is the only cat allowed to come up to Viktor on his blind side without getting murdered

They are very private so literally no one knew of their status as dating

Actually Zib managed to pick up on it, but its not his business so he doesn't care

No PDA 0 PDA both Mordecai and Viktor have a reputation to maintain and they don’t enjoy touches anyway

However occasionally after a bootlegging job they will intertwine tails with each other

First “kiss” was a spontaneous drunk Mordecai act of pecking Viktor’s cheek

Once he sobered up he didn’t show his face to Viktor for a week

One time after massacring a rival gang and both sitting in the car Viktor just took initiative and kissed Mordecai

Mordecai attempted and failed at hiding from Viktor by crawling into the backseat muttering about how he definitely did not enjoy that he enjoyed that

When arguing sometimes Viktor will switch to Slavic and Mordecai to Yiddish so neither will know what the other is yelling about

Viktor normally switches first and Mordecai switches out of pettiness

Viktor will sometimes cook for Mordecai keeping it kosher :>

Post-Kneecapping Headcanons~

Ah yes post-Atlas death time

Mordecai could barely pull the trigger and after he kneecapped Viktor ran away and cried

Vikor felt very betrayed and very backstabbed

Mordecai felt very guilty and very sad

In the Marigold gang he’s grouchier, and skinnier and far more tired (not that anyone can tell)

Viktor is colder, and talks less even to Ivy

A part of Viktor resents Mordecai

Mordecai sometimes wishes that Viktor would just find him and put a bullet in his head he thinks he deserves it

Mordecai is scared to sleep since he tends to dream about kneecapping Viktor and wakes up scared

Mordecai keeps a picture of Viktor in his breast pocket

Viktor has a picture of Mordecai in his nightstand drawer

Over all a very angsty and sad no longer couple

If you could, Lackadaisy headcanons for a teen reader who wants to be part of the Lackadaisy Speakeasy. Maybe the reader likes the thrill

Pronouns used : None, no gendered terms.

Note(s) : When you say teen, I'm assuming young teen since 16-17 is not too far from Freckle and Ivy's age. Characterisation may not be accurate and criticism on how I portray them is very much appreciated.

Roark 'Rocky' Rickaby

Likes your spirit! Jokingly calls you the better cousin he never had which earns an eye roll from Freckle. I don't imagine you get out on missions much + it probably took ages to get in because you're fairly young, but when you do, it's chaos. If you get along with Rocky and even encourage his habits, then either the missions will fail or succeed but with broken limbs, at least three blown up buildings and a lot awkward explaining.

If you're not confident enough to say no and on the opposite spectrum, are sometimes the voice of reason, he calls you a mini Freckle and teases you about it constantly. I imagine he'd sort of becomes an elder brother figure regardless of what kind of a person you are, begging for Mitzi to let you stay even if you mess up often. You accept him for who he is, you're his friend, he wants you to still like him and he sees himself in you.

Rocky also gives you some sneaky sips of alcohol they get, hey, it isn't anything too much, and he compares it to church giving out wine which makes Freckle tremble in fear as his mother senses she needs to throw someone out a window. Besides, he worked hard to get it! Even if he was the one to screw the run around up, it's sharing and caring, friendship is very important.

Mitzi May

Has apprehensions about letting you join, it'd take convincing and by then she probably doesn't want to bring you on too many dangerous missions. Given how she is around Rocky, I don't think she'd be uncaring if you're similar to him. High spirits and an urge to please her, similar to the man in question, to her, you're a kid. She has trouble telling you no in a way that isn't tip toeing around the subject.

Even if you can also be useful and your begging is temptation straight from the snake, Mitzi will always tell others you're a kid and treat you like one, no matter if it's important or not in that situation. She feels horrible that you may not make it to the next day, but they're understaffed and need to get business up and running, Mitzi comes to think of you like her own after a while. Although, she wishes you weren't so eager to put your life on the life.

Ivy Pepper

I imagine she also loves your spirit, finds you adorable and will have the urge to become your friend, asking Mitzi to let you join and vouching for you. Ivy is also the only one to treat you on equal ground, even Rocky will just view you as a child in the end, but she tries viewing you as a friend first. This can he bad or good depending, but she doesn't want to pretend you're frail, this doesn't mean she won't crack down on you and be strict like an older sister.

Doesn't matter if you have two left feet and stumble, she will teach you to dance, you won't get out of it, and trust me when I tell you she's determined. The lessons consist of you stepping on her toes and laughing so hard you just fall on the ground.

Since she's fairly new to doing heavy jobs as well, only joining in as they are understaffed, she understands if you mess up sometimes and don't fully get what to do. Ivy was born into this life and teaches you the ropes that you wouldn't understand.

Calvin 'Freckle' McMurray

Uncomfortable to the max, he genuinely can't even look you in the eye for the longest time. He already had worries in joining himself, Ivy has been working in Lackadaisy for a long time, Rocky is... Uh, Rocky. But you? You're a literal teen who just likes the thrill of it, Freckle tries to be a good influence on your life and tells you not to join. Which he understands is incredibly hypocritical, but at the same time, he can't find it in himself to care about his hypocrisy too much.

Hopes to convince Mitzi to not put too much pressure on you, he is very attentive and any limp or struggle is met with a lecture that makes Rocky get flashbacks to Freckle's mother. Gets incredibly apologetic if you see him with guns and how insane he can be, regardless on how you feel, he's guilty that he may be influencing you badly.

Viktor Vasko

At first you thought he wanted you to die, an intense stare placed on you at all times with a smashed glass from his seemingly violent thoughts. But all he sees is a dumb kid, someone who needs to get out before this business kills you. He won't exactly be caring about it either, simply telling you that if you continue being reckless with your life, you will die. If you aren't careful? Maybe others you love.

It's worse if you end up bonding with him, even a little, he gets even angrier with those around you. He will not let you out of his sight if he can help it. Essentially? He's a very tough love guy, Viktor comes off as though he doesn't like you, which may be true on the surface, but deeeeeeeeep deeeeeeeeep down, he likes you a little. Maybe. Sometimes. Not often.

and also trying to color...

Can you please draw D1 for Viktor please? <33

Ofc! Thank you for sending the request! :> once again I apologize for this being so late, but I hope you like it :>

Always happy to help! ^-^❤️

Both the title card and the fic are beautifully made 🥺 the connections back to Åse’s grandpa has my heart🥹🥹🥹

Finally a fic that includes a cannon character. In this case Viktor, its an exploration of what Viktor thinks of Ace and is written from his perspective. It also discusses his reaction to Ace's gender identity which he has a somewhat reductive view of. I wrote what i think would be the most likely reaction from him considering his age and the environment he grew up in. The story takes place after Ace started working for Atlas but before Atlas died. Ace presented exclusively masculine at this point.

Also thanks so much to @ahhhh-118 for beta reading for me and helping me come up with some ideas for the title card!

Content Warning: mentions of gun violence, serious injury, blood and drugs (medical painkillers)

What the hell was he thinking! Just running in like that, stupid kid. Viktor spared quick glances over to Ace in the passenger seat. He’d slumped to the side and was leaning on the car door window now. Don’t worry just drive. Why was he worried in the first place. He was just some idiot kid he’d been saddled with for the night. It was initially just supposed to be him and Mordecai, but the tuxedo cat had gotten caught up in some other business he had to finish. So the kid had been sent with him as a replacement. He just needed some extra muscle anyway so this would be easy, but apparently not. They'd been ambushed on the side of the road. He’d just let the him out of his sight for a second but suddenly he was right in the middle of all the gunfire. The kid was lucky one bullet was the worst he got. He even tried to wave it off like it wasn't a big deal

‘’Jus’ drop me off at the cafe, I’ll be fine’’ Is what he said.

It was almost tempting. This isn't how Viktor wanted to spend the rest of his afternoon. But if he couldn't trust the kid not to run into open gunfire he knew he probably wouldn't be able to get medical help on his own. Viktor pulled up to what he thought was Ace’s apartment building.

‘’Which is- ‘’

Viktor said as he looked over just to see Ace fiddling with the door handle. He managed to grab the back of his shirt before he could face plant out the door. Once the Slovak managed to get the boy safely back in his seat, he grabbed a coat from the back and got out muttering a foreign curse ot two while quickly making his way to the other side of the car.

‘’Apartment number’’ he said sporting one of his infamous glares.

‘’…407‘’ Ace coughed out.

Viktor offered him a shoulder to lean on but he refused. Why was he so stubborn about this. Ace was usually overly familiar him. He sighed and handed Ace the coat. The kid wrapped it around himself, making sure to cover any signs of his injury. It was almost comical how big it looked on him. Hopefully his neighbors would just think he was drunk, the way he stumbled up to the elevator. With the push of some buttons and a metallic whine they were on their way up. By now Viktor could see the kid was struggling to stand up. As the doors opened he hooked his arm under the smaller cats shoulder.

‘’I said I can-‘’

‘’Now is not time for whining.‘’

The kid grumbled but relented. They made it into the apartment without much trouble. Viktor let Ace down the nearest chair.

‘’Keep pressure on it. I will go call doktor.’’

Ace only nodded. Viktor supposed he was to tired to refuse the help at this point.

A quick call and half an hour later Ace was being seen to by one of Atlas’ on-call medics. They tended to work odd hours usually having to be available to tend to his personnel at any time. Viktor stayed in the kitchen as the older woman worked. It were three rooms in total a bedroom a bathroom and the main entrance room that was also a kitchen. The apartment was competently furnished albeit almost everything was miss-matched. Just the plates sitting in the sink were different colors and materials. The only unusual piece of furniture in the apartment was a almost pristine sewing machine and table. A few shelves hung on the wall in front of it with a robust selection of threads, ribbons and other textile accessories Viktor couldn't name. And a bigger box of fabrics sat underneath the table next to a small stool, that was presumably pulled out when the machine was in use.

Viktors ears twitch as he heard the doctors footsteps exit the bedroom ‘’I removed the bullet, dressed up the wound and gave her some pain killers. I’m about 83% sure the bullet didn't hit anything vital but if she starts spitting blood call me back up.’’ She said with a huff wiping the sweat from her brow with her sleeve.

‘’She?’’

‘’Yeah you know, in there‘’ gesturing to the room behind them with her thumb.

Viktor blinked a few times brown furrowing in confusion, he opened his mouth about to counter her but the doctor interrupted him seeming to be in a hurry.

‘’She’s stable for now but you should still monitor her. I have a few more stops to make tonight but if she gets worse ill probably be able to make time to come back… probably’’ And with that she was out the door

Viktor stood in the kitchen for a moment contemplating the medic's words. He peaked into the bedroom and he saw Ace lying on the bed near the window wearing a pair of pajamas while his old bloody clothes slung over a the back of a chair, along with what looked some old bandages. It was much clearer to see now that the medic had not been lying.

He retreated back to the kitchen slumping down on by the table as he furrowed his brows. He had always thought there was something off about the kid. He looked remarkably young for a man of 20 and his voice was light and raspy. He could have just been lying about his age. Viktor had raised the the thought to Atlas once but was assured he didn't need to worry about it. He tried not to think about it, he wouldn't be the only teenager in this line of work thats for sure and besides he or she? Had always done their job well for the most part. And it wasn't really any of his business. He had enough to worry about. But he couldn't stop wondering why. why was she here, doing this job. why was she pretending to be a man. Didn't she have a family or something.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a loud thump. Like someone had dropped a sack of potatoes on the ground. Peeking back into the bed room there he was sprawled out on the floor the tip of his tail swishing quickly back and forth in frustration. H-she was trying to push herself up from the ground but couldn't quite manage before it became to painful. Lying on her side holding her ribs, her eyes looked bleary as she noticed Vikor reaching down for her. Viktor gently lifted her up and placed her on her bed. He was about to stand up and leave when a weak hand gripped his forearm.

‘’Jeg vil ikke være alene… jeg er redd’’

He gently tried to shake her off but she was persistent

‘’Nei … morfar…’’

She was completely out of it. Slurring her words and sniffling? He’d never seen her cry. He’d never really seen her show any other strong emotion than erratic glee.

‘’Kan du lukke vinduet?’’

She limply gestured towards the open window to the left. He looked back at her and she seemed almost scared of it. He slowly made his way over and closed it, it seemed to make her more at ease. Victor slowly made his way to the door but was interrupted again

‘’Ikke dra fra meg!’’

She was openly crying now and reaching for him. He sighed and pulled up a chair and sat beside her. She relaxed back into bed.

‘’Kan du synge noe?’’

He thinks she was asking a question by the tone.

‘’Sleep naov, ask later.’’

She looked at him for moment but eventually responded

‘’Det går fint. Så lenge du ikke drar.’’

She closed her eyes and rested her hands between the pillow and her head. She almost looked like a child. Sighing as he looked out the window he though he’d keep an eye on her for a few hours before leaving, and maybe he could confront her about I tomorrow. Then again he didn't wasn't to deal with whatever drama that might cause. He should probably just act like it didn't happen. Maybe he could push her to quit, she had to just have run away from home right. He’d just have to get her to run back. But what if hse didnt have anywhere to run back to, he tried not to dwell on it. This wasn't a place fro her. Åse grunted as she shifted on the bed, her wound clearly bothering her. She looked pitiful.

‘’No place…’’ he muttered softly

A translation of Ace's dialoug at the end:

‘’Jeg vil ikke være alene… jeg er redd’’ - ''I don't want to be alone… I'm scared.''

‘’Nei … morfar…’’ - ''No… Grandpa…''

‘’Kan du lukke vinduet?’’ - ''Can you close the window?''

‘’Ikke dra fra meg!’’ - ''Don't leave me!''

‘’Kan du synge noe?’’ - ''Can you sing something?''

‘’Det går fint. Så lenge du ikke drar.’’ - ''It's fine. As long as you don't leave.''

Authors note: Ive mentioned before that Viktor reminds Ace of his grandpa. They have the have the same body type and bright red fur. And while being very sweet to his family, Ace's grandpa could be similarly grumpy and quiet to other people. In Ace's pain killer addled mind he probably remembered some time in his childhood when his grandpa took care of him when he was sick and confused Viktor for him. Aces grandpa was also liked to sing, which is why Ace makes that request.

I imagine Aces grandpa sounding like Alf Prøysen who is a Norwegian musician among other things. He is probably best remeberd today for the children's music and books he wrote. There are some reference's to his songs and stories in the title card.

I hope i managed to catch all the spelling mistakes and fix up any weird wording lol.

Lackadaisy X One Piece crossover??!! HELL YEAH!!

The Zoro stance with Adam is amazing! It looks so dynamic and ITS COOL AF! >:D

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