#“they're all out of uniform!” you Could Not Pay me enough to care about this

[violetclarity]

becoming slightly worried about the teacher reputation I'm developing because today I had a student ask if it was okay if she had her phone with her on our mini field trip (which they aren't allowed to do) (I say mini becausefo it was just me and a few students) and I said that was fine and she said "yeah I didn't think you'd mind"

oops??

[lustlovehart]

Hi!! I have never requested anything before, so I really hope that I am doing this right!! So I have been thinking about Scaramouche and reader having a secret relationship. One day they are making out in his office (still kind of sfw) and just before it gets too steamy, a subordinate knocks on the door and they both have to act like nothing happened with flushed faces 🤭🤭

I really hope that you get what I mean😭 It would be very nice, if you accepted this request!!/nf Thank youu!!!!!!!!

A/n: Coincidentally enough, I actually had something in my wips with this same prompt. Also, I may have gone a biiitt away from the exact request, but I think I still kept most of what you wanted!!

Summary: Sometimes the two of you are too absorbed with eachother to notice what surrounds you.

Warnings: Extremely Suggestive but no explicit NSFW, marking, like one sentence of angst

People in the fatui talk, there is no doubt about that in your mind. They don’t exactly try to hide their whispers, nor do they try to to disguise their gossip. All they can truly do is protect what leaves their mouth with the thin barrier of their hand covering what they say. Though, there has been one topic of note that every fatuus has been spouting as of recently,

“Are any of the harbingers in a romantic relationship??”

"Not sure... They seem to be very focused on the work the Tsaritsa bestows upon them."

"You're right... Though, it would be interesting, dont you think?"

Your hand immediately slams onto the harbingers expensive wooden desk, an attempt to catch yourself before you fall onto the hard flooring. Your neck is bent toward the left, allowing the man in front of you easy accesses to the area.

"Kuni.... Could you not wait... Ha... Until you're off the job...?" Your fingers are intertwined with his violet strands, his own hands in turn roaming up and down your body, wrinkling your uniform.

His lips pop off your skin, the feeling of wet salvia being felt. You can't see it, but if you did you're sure it would be extremely noticeable.

"Why would I wait? We can just do it now."

The two of you are only meant to collect paperwork for an upcoming exchange with another fatui branch, you have no idea how this had came to be.

His left arm reachs to your bottom, hoisting you up onto the surface of the table, his other hand wiping any items on the top to the floor, loud clangs echoing through the room.

"Don't you need those? What if they're broken...?"

"Don't focus on that, pay attention to me. Besides, my budget is enough to cover it anyway."

Right, Fatui Harbinger... Rich. His fingers grip onto the back of your head pulling you into him as his mouth immediately connects to your own. You're sure you can feel literal static surrounding the two of you as your lips lock against on another.

To him, though his body might not be human, every feeling you give him is enough to make him feel truly alive. If he had the choice to choose between you and godhood, he's sure he wouldn't know what to pick.

It doesn't matter now though, if he has you, he's sure life for him won't be as pitiful as it once was.

When you try pulling away from the exchange his lips follow you like magnets, it's only when you push away with more force does he remember that you need air, unlike the vessel he holds with a limitless lung capacity.

Your forehead is rested against his as you pant, a thin line of saliva still connecting the two of you, the man's hands is still groping at whatever piece of skin he could reach, a laugh leaving his throat as he looks at the flustered state you're in.

"What? Couldn't keep up with me?"

"Be... Haa... Be quiet..."

"What was that? I'm gonna need you to speak up [Name], my mechanical ears can't hear you."

You were getting tired of his comments, immediately pulling him in for more while his finger rush to take your shirt uniform off you.

Once he had taken it off, he didn't seem to care where it landed, only throwing it somewhere random in the open space.

His hands creep up your legs, ready to undo whatever you were wearing down there as well.

Since you had only expected to grab some documents, it seemed the thought of locking the door had completely escaped you.

"My Lord! The Regrator is currently asking for you-"

Your hands immediately fly up to save any dignity you have left of yourself, Scaramouches arms doing best he can to cover your body.

"Out."

It seemed the soldier was in shock, as his eyes could only keep between the two completely embarrassed individuals, one of them being half naked.

"Did you not hear me? I said leave." You're sure the subordinate saw him in a horrifying light, but looking at him up close you could easily tell just how red his face is, even despite having no blood circulation.

"Of- Of course my lord! I will be waiting outside!" He immediately dashed through the door a loud slam bouncing off the walls.

When you look back at him as his fingers pinch the his nose bridge, an obvious agitated look spread across his face.

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"Were you not taught by your caretakers to knock on doors before you open them? No... Maybe they're just as incompetent as you are."

Though your clothes were haphazardly put back on, you still stood by the harbingers side as he demeaned the fatuus, smoothing out any wrinkles your uniform had.

"Forgive me my lord..."

To be honest, you wouldn't have gone with the man, if it weren't for the fact you're sure he would obliterate the soldier if you weren't there.

"So... Are you and [Name] together-?"

"Continue talking if you wanna be sent back home in a coffin."

Though harsh words keep leaving his esophagus, you can still notice the vibrant red spread around his face when he replies.

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"Good job not electrocuting the guy Kuni."

"Who says I'm not gonna do It on another date?"

"If you don't we can pick up where we left off when we get to my house."

"Ha, if that's what you really want."

[vivgst]

She hates monotony and loves the new challenge she finds in you, so she won't rest until she gets her way, as always.

Pinning this so new folks will know I write.

Part two here

Her eyes wandered curiously around the bar and she rolled her eyes. It was more of the same and she was already tired of spending her money on sex she didn't find really good in the first place.

The same women, the same uniforms that were uncomfortable to even look at, the same playful glances that didn't provoke anything and she wanted to leave, but her men were drooling all over the place and she didn't want to be a killjoy, more than she already was.

Men are so easy to satisfy…

Her eyes landed on a table in the back and she saw you, with an icy gaze as you judged everything that was happening around you and she wondered if you worked there, which was a little obvious considering you were collecting used glasses from that table.

But you didn't match the place, you weren't wearing a uniform, you had a black dress that hugged your body and was full of rhinestones that looked excessively expensive and she raised an eyebrow curiously. You weren't the owner, she knew that.

“That dress looks too expensive to wear it in this place.” She spoke in a low voice, you turned to look at her and to her surprise, you kept her gaze, impassively and blankly.

“That way, only men who can pay for me will approach me.” You responded, walking towards the bar to wash the glasses and she followed you, snickering. You were a brat, she liked that.

“You are not a stripper.”

"No".

"Why?"

“I don’t need to do that crap to get customers’ attention.” You said in a monotone voice and narrowed your eyes at her, looking her up and down but that didn't offend her, it amused her, it intrigued her. “As you can see.” You added in a mutter.

“Ah, cabrón…” She raised her eyebrows and let out a chuckle, shaking her head. “Me salió mamona la gringa”.

“No soy gringa.”

“Pareces.”

"But I’m not. And you’re wasting my time, if you’re not going to pay for me then you can leave.” You were bratty, pedantic and she liked that, it would be more fun to watch you beg and she would do it, she promised herself.

Maybe it wasn’t going to be easy, but she was used to it, working hard was something she had to do on a daily basis.

“I bought you the moment I saw you, chula.”

You weren't in the mood to do this, but it was never something you could decide for yourself, so you guided her towards the back of the club, to the largest room, because although you had never spoken to her you knew she was El Sin Nombre, and that she always spent too much money.

Valeria looked all over the room, it suited you, it didn't match the rest of the place either, it was very luxurious.

Her gaze returned to you and she gave you a look up and down, the mocking tinge in her eyes was obvious but that didn't faze you, accepting humiliation was part of the job and no one was important enough to offend you anyway.

“You look frigid, even though you are beautiful.”

"I am". You muttered nonchalantly. She hummed thoughtfully and sat on the couch, pouring herself a glass of whiskey. Valeria was smart, she knew you wouldn't do anything beyond serving her sexually, however she was curious about you, which was quite noticeable and made you want to roll your eyes.

“A pretty face is not enough to sell as much as you claim.”

“Yet here you are.” She gave you a warning look that you almost missed, because you weren't interested in being afraid of her, despite everything that was said about her. "Men like to know that I'm hating what they're doing to me and that I can't do anything about it, it makes them feel they have power, power that they don't possess outside of this room."

You had a point, and it made sense, which made Valeria feel sick.

She wanted to mold you, take away that mask of coldness, she didn't want you to hate her hands, she wanted to make you addicted to them. However, she knew she should be patient with you, and she didn't care.

Since she had gained power, no one had refuted anything and although at first that filled her ego, it had become boring and she had found a new challenge in you.

"And what do you know to do?" She asked, you knelt in front of her, reaching her pants, which took her by surprise, but she grinned and leaned back on the couch.

“I'm good with my tongue.” You said nonchalantly as you nimbly got rid of her pants and underwear. She gently grabbed your chin and pulled your face up so you were looking into her eyes, which made you feel vulnerable for a moment.

“Then show me.” Valeria murmured, drinking from her glass but not taking her eyes off you.

[callsign-dexter]

Meet and Greet (18+)

Request: Love ! I adore your writing so so much 🩷 could I send in a request for Bradley Bradshaw where he has a non-Pilot girlfriend and she's afraid that his friends won't accept her because of that. But as she surprises Bradley at the bar, everyone is immediately fond of her and they like her a lot and are very happy for Bradley, even Jake :) Also later at home he is very happy that she is here with him and it ends in some cuddly fluffy smut ? THX

Pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x Civilian!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, smut, swear words

A/N: Reader is a bartender at a different bar.

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Bradley had been begging you to meet his team and you wanted to but with your job as a bartender at a bar on the other side of town it was a little difficult. Both you and Bradley were disappointed, but your boss was a hard ass. Oh how you wish you could quit and get a better paying job and better work environment, it was just so toxic where you were at now.

All week you had been trying to find a way to meet Bradley's team and surprise him but luck was not coming to you. That is until your only friend there said she would cover for you since she needed the extra cash and knew that you desperately needed time off. It was a Friday the end of the week which was perfect because that meant you could stay out until late with your boyfriend and his team. You couldn't wait. But also worried they wouldn't like you and you voiced that to him.

"What if they don't like me?" You asked Bradley one night as you were getting ready for bed. He looked at you like you had grown two heads.

"Baby they're going to love you." He said and turned to look at you. You had a look of doubt on your face and he walked over to you and started to kiss your face. "You know why they're going to love you?" He asked and waited for a response.

"Tell me." You told him as you turned your head for him to have better access to your neck and you felt him smirk into it.

"Because you are the most beautiful, smart, loving, and perfect girl ever." He said while kissing your lips. "You have nothing to worry about." He finished off and you left it at that. You trusted him with all of your heart.

Bradley told you that he was going out that night after work and as far as he knew you were working that night. Perfect you could get dolled up but still relaxed and not wear reveling clothing, which you hated and so did Bradley since it wasn't for him. You checked the time and it was exactly 5 PM which meant that he was heading to The Hard Deck or getting ready to go there. You decided to wait at least 30 minutes to give him enough time to get there and get started for the night.

5:30 PM rolled around and you left for The Hard Deck luckily it wasn't too far away from Bradley and your house. 5:40 PM is when you arrived in the parking lot and immediately noticed Bradley's signature electric blue vintage Ford Bronco. You smiled and pulled your olive green Jeep Wrangler to the right of it, you shut off the engine and got out careful not to damage or scratch the paint. You ran your hand over it admiring the beauty of it, once you were done you headed to the entrance and into the busy bar. You were met with civilian clothing, khaki uniforms, and flight suits. Instantly you noticed Bradley's Hawaiian shirt and smiled.

It wasn't too terribly busy but you knew bar life and knew it would only get busier throughout the night. You walked up to the bar and smiled at the woman behind it, she was pretty and looked like the owner and like she was in charge, she must be Penny, Bradley talked about her all time at first you thought you should be jealous but after hearing that she has the hots for Maverick that quickly went away.

"Haven't seen you around here before. Want can I get you?" Penny asked you and you smiled back before replying.

"I've been around just not in here. I've always been at work and never seem to find the time to get off. As for what I'm having, I'll have two of whatever Bradley is having and put it on his tab." You told her and she nodded and getting the drinks ready.

"How do you know him? I'm Penny by the way." Penny asked and introduced herself.

"I'm his girlfriend. Had a night off and decided to surprise him. He has been dying to for me to meet his team." You told her and could already tell you were going to like her.

She handed you the beer bottles with a smile and said "Watch out for Jake. He likes to flirt especially with pretty girls like you. When he find out you're with Bradley he will flirt with you just to get under his skin." Penny said giving you head's up. You laughed and smiled, you knew how to deal with cocky men.

"Thank you for the heads up." You told Penny and pushed off the bar and headed to Bradley to surprise him which was going to be easy since his back was to you. You walked up to him and placed a bottle in front of him and put a hand on around his shoulder and you felt him tense. He was getting ready to turn around and tell you off but then he recognized the hand and you felt him relax and he turned around facing you and his face lit up.

"Hey babe!" He shouted over the music and loudness of the bar. "I thought you had to work." He said in a shocked voice.

"Marie said she would take my shift for the extra money. I decided to surprise you." You said and kissed him which he returned.

"You defiantly surprised me. I thought it was some random chick, and thought I was going to have to tell her back off because I have an absolutely beautiful girlfriend that I love." He said and you swelled with pride knowing that he would turn down a woman and that he loved you.

"I love you too babe. Now you going to introduce me to your team?" You asked him noticing the 7 pair of eyes on you both. He nodded excitedly and turned around.

"Y/N meet Maverick, the leader of the group, Bob Floyd, Natasha Trace, Mickey Garcia, Reuben Fitz, Javy Machado, and Jake Seresin." He said pointing to everyone of them and they all greeted you with their own greetings.

"Nice to meet you all finally. I would've met you all sooner but with my work schedule that was near impossible." You told them and Jake spoke up.

"Well nice to meet you too Y/N. Are you sure you're with Bradshaw? You're awfully pretty." He said with a smirk and you scoffed and rolled your eyes, thank you Penny for the warning.

"I'll have you know. I would rather be with Bradley than with someone like you that is too cocky and has an huge ego. Being with someone like you would only make them cockier and stroke their ego." You said to him and silenced him and his smirk fell for a second but came back full force.

"I like it when a woman can hold her own. Bradley sure picked a good one." Jake said "I like her, better keep her. Bradshaw." He finished. Jake liked having someone to bicker back and forth with, he knew she would be a fun person to be around and be friend.

"Bradley, I like her. Keep her." Natasha said and you both smiled.

"I'm planning on it." Bradley told her and Jake.

"So, what do you do for work?" Maverick asked you curiously.

"I work at a bark across town. The pay sucks and it is not a good atmosphere. I wish I could quit but can't." You told him and he nodded "Maybe Penny can help you out." He added.

"I would love that but I don't want to trouble her." You said

"Nonsense! I can talk to her if you want." Maverick said

"That's ok really." You said and he dropped it for now but you had a feeling that it wasn't fully dropped. The night went on with games of darts and pool which you beat Jake at several times and he pouted about it but congratulated you and drinks. You didn't have much and neither did Bradley since you both knew your limit and both had to drive.

It was nearing 9 PM and the crowd was getting bigger and it looked like Penny could use a hand and that is exactly what you did and excused yourself. Bradley asked what you were doing and you told him, he smiled you always love to help people out. You walked up to Penny.

"Hey, Penny. You need help?" You asked her and she turned around to you shocked.

"You know how to bartend?" Penny asked you shocked

"I do! I do it for a living." You said and she looked thankful.

"Well what are you waiting for!" She said laughing which made you smile and laugh and you got behind the bar and started to help. You served beer both in bottles and on tap and made drinks. You helped her until the crowd died down and it was near closing. Bradley's team was in awe. "Thank you so much! If you're ever looking for another job hit me up." Penny told you as you wiped down the bar and cleaned some glasses.

"Well actually..... I'm thinking about quitting my other job. It's a bad atmosphere and my boss only cares about making money and serving his friends and has us dressing inappropriately." You told her not wanting to tell her everything but you knew you could trust her. She was outraged and you could see it.

"Nobody should be treated like that. Considered yourself hired." You looked at her in sock and she laughed.

"Really?" You asked her

"Absolutely! The customers love you and you took Jake down a peg. You proved yourself tonight. You can start tomorrow. Come by at noon and I'll get you set up!" Penny told you and all you did was pull her into a hug.

"Thank you so much!" You told her

"Not a problem. Now go be with your man." She said and that is what you did. You put the rag on the bar and walked out and over to the group. You told them everything and they were ecstatic especially since they can have you around longer. You all talked and laughed a little bit longer until 11 PM and you all called it a night and headed off. Bradley and you were the last one to the cars. You bid everyone a goodbye and a nice to meet you and they said it right back.

Bradley backed you up against your Jeep and started to kiss you once everyone was gone. "You know you are sexy when you bartend." He said kissing your neck his mustache tickling you. You giggled "I think this deserves some celebration." He said in sexy voice.

"Then we better get home." You told him with a smirk of your own and got in your Jeep and him in his Bronco and you both headed home. Once home it was game on. You both got turned off your vehicles and got out and you both were on each other. He picked you up and carried you up the porch, unlocking the door was a challenge but it got done. He walked you both in and shut the door locking it and going straight to the bedroom.

Bradley laid you down on the bed and you tried to get up but he stopped you "No this is all about you." He said and continued to kiss your neck and moved his hand up and down your sides and moved his hands under your shirt and bra, where he started massaging your breasts. You moaned as a reply and turned your head to give him more access. He sucked until a hickey was formed and he pulled off and looked at it proud of his work.

He pulled your shirt off slowly and once that was off you he unclasped your bra which you arched your back for and laid back down. He slid it off your arms exposing your hardened nipple and he immediately went for the right one which had you moaning. He flicked it with his tongue and swirled it around you were a moaning mess arching up pushing the nipple into his mouth further he bit it and soothed it. He massaged the left one and tweaked it and then he switched giving the left nipple the same treatment as he did with right one. Once he was satisfied he started kissing down your sternum until he got to the top of your jeans. His hands were rubbing up and down your thighs.

Bradley looked up and smirked at what a wreck you were. He was proud he could make you like that. He was half hard and wanted nothing more than to pound you into the mattress but this was about your pleasure. He popped the bottom of your jeans and slowly pulled them off along with your underwear and he was met with your glistening core. "Bradley." You moaned and looked down at him "Baby more." You moaned out and laughed.

"Patients baby." He said as he brought a hand to cup your cure and stroke through your folds and occasionally teasing your entrance and occasionally pushing a thick digit in making you a moaning mess.

"Just like that baby." You said and moaned even louder when he put his mouth on your hot leaking pussy and started to eat you out with the occasional tongue going into your entrance. He was holding your hips down with one hand and the other one teasing your clit. You felt the tight rubber band getting tighter and Bradley could tell by the shaking of your legs. "Yes! Just like that!" You moaned and then the rubber band snapped and you came hard seeing stars but Bradley kept going helping you get through it. Your juices soaking his mouth and mustache. You came down from your high and saw him undressing and once he undressed he climbed up on the bed and stroked your folds with one hand and made you jump while the other stroked his cock. He had that stupid smirk on his face, he knew what he did to you and was proud of it.

"You ready baby?" He asked you and you nodded and moaned.

"Absolutely baby." You replied and he smirked. He lined himself up and pushed in both of you moaning. He had always been thick and stretched you in all the right places. He hit that one spot that made you see stars each time.

"You're always so tight for me baby." He moaned out and started to slowly thrust into you, hitting that spongy spot that made you moan out. You were overstimulated from the first time he made you come. "Gonna make you cum again pretty girl. This is all about you." He moaned out in pure bliss. Your toes curled, your hands gripped the sheets, and your head tilted back eyes closing which allowed Bradley to attack your neck again and he did. He continued thrusting into you nice and slow he grabbed your hands and pulled them over your head. "You're perfect." He said against you the hallow of your throat. "Absolutely perfect." You couldn't say anything too spaced out in pure bliss. You moaned something incoherent "What was that baby? You want me to go faster?" He asked and all you could do was nod and open your eyes and look at him. "Your wish is my command." He said and snapped his hips forward going faster and your eyes rolled into the back of your head. He kept going at a brutal but pleasuring pace. His hips started to stutter and you knew he was close. "Gonna make you cum with me, baby." He said and took both of your wrists in his and brought one hand down to your clit and started rubbing. That familiar rubber band feeling was back.

"'M close." You barely got out and he moaned.

"Me too baby." He replied and sped up his torture on your clit not pinching the little bundle and flicking it and moving his pace up. Finally, after a few minutes, he said "Cum for me baby." and you sure did. Both of you let out pornographic moans. He spilled deep inside of you painting your walls white. You were coming down from your high when he pulled out. Cock now limp and dangling against his thigh. He kissed you like his life depended on it and you returned it. He got up and you made a sound of protest not trusting your voice. "I'm gonna go get something to clean you off baby." He said and you nodded and he got up and walked into the connected bathroom.

You heard the water running as you lay there. A few seconds he came back and started to clean you up which made you jump when he passed over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Nobody talked it was a more than comfortable silence. Once he got done he discarded the washcloth and laid down opening his arms, you shimmed your way into them and face facing his chest.

"See you had nothing to worry about meeting them. You were amazing and they loved you. You even got a new job! You also took Jake down a peg." Bradley said and chuckled.

"I loved meeting them and they're a fun group." You said and looked up at him and him down at you. "I love you, Bradley." You told him as you buried your head into his chest feeling exhausted and he smiled and dropped a kiss on your head.

"I love you too baby." He said and felt you smile against his chest and felt. He felt your breathing even out and knew you were asleep.

Bradley started to drift off to sleep thinking how wonderful it was to have you in his life and that you and his team got along perfectly. He couldn't wait to marry you and start a family with you. In his eyes, you were amazing and perfect. He wasn't letting you go anytime soon and he knew you weren't letting him go anytime soon either. You both were made for each other.

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[yarameijer]

Hi, miss Yara! How are you doing? Good things, I hope! I wanted to ask you about something if you don't mind sharing? I'm really curious about your unpublished Tenma-centric fic where he's the only human and everyone is a supernatural. It reminds me so much of 'Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun!' and the similar concept is really interesting! I was hoping if you could share some things about it? If you don't mind, of course! You can ignore this if you'd like. Stay safe!

I'm good I'm good, just super busy once more, but alas that's life.

Ooh, the Supernatural AU, I haven't worked on that one in ages but I do love the concept of it still. I don't have a lot for it but I can give you some info on what I had in mind:

There's basically this societal hierarchy of creatures, and humans are firmly at the very bottom. While there used to be a very clear divide historically, for all species except humans that's been decreasing in modern times.

Racism towards humans is insane. Think of not being allowed into stores or cafés, working the least-paying jobs, certain areas of the city they're not allowed to be in unless they had the necessary paperwork. It's definitely supposed to be extreme, and based on historical examples of racism. They'd only be allowed to live in designated neighborhoods, which I was considering might have some actual fence or barrier around it - including a curfew. Again, I haven't figured out how bad it would actually be, since it's a sensitive topic and it depends on how well it would fit the plot, but there's definitely racism.

Raimon is one of the few ''all-inclusive'' schools, where all species are welcomed - they are distinguished by the colors of their uniform, though. Specifically the lightning bolts.

Some schools are more like private schools for one specific species (this is also usually the case for humans).

While Raimon does allow humans, tuition is very expensive, so there's only a handful of humans actually attending. Tenma is one of them.

Tenma is actually luckier than most, and there's one simple reason for it; Aki. They're still related, but she's not human, while he is (tbh it really depends on how much human or other blood you have that impacts what you actually are). She's as much as a sweetheart as she is in the anime and doesn't care that Tenma is human; he still lives with her instead of the human neighborhoods, and there's enough money to send him to Raimon.

While it's not against the school's rules, no humans are really part of any clubs. It's just not done.

At least, not until Tenma accidentally shows off his soccer skills in front of the team and Endou decides he's got to have this kid on his team. He tries to convince Tenma to join the team without much success, but eventually wears him down - also because Tenma being part of the team would sort of give him this protection at school? Anyway, eventually Tenma agrees to join.

The rest of Raimon does not agree with this. They give Tenma a very hard time; some of them aren't so bad (Shinsuke and Aoi) but others are pretty horrible to him.

I had this idea for a scene where multiple teams are actually present; maybe during the starting ceremony of the Holy Road, or a training weekend? Yeah, the other teams are also pretty dismissive towards him (and also make fun of Raimon,  they've basically become a laughing stock for having a human on the team and that's only more reason for them to dislike him) and there would be some physical altercation where I can just imagine some of Raimon's worse players being present and just, uh, letting it happen.

ANYWAY. Over time and through forced exposure, the team slowly realizes Tenma isn't so bad.

I actually had an idea for another scene where, just before a match, Tenma gets attacked by some opponents of theirs when he's alone and proceeds to not tell anyone about this because they've already got enough to complain about when it comes to him, and being so obviously weak would make it worse. He ends up playing in the match and Shindou would find out because their opponents mock them; he confronts Tenma, pretty pissed off, and Tenma snaps back. That's the moment Shindou begins to realize he might have been wrong, and also the turning point for the team.

In the end Raimon becomes a damn good team and Tenma gains really great friends; whenever anyone tries anything, Raimon is ready to defend him.

I had this vague idea that humans that work as servants for a non-human and are given this sort of, insignia or badge that is basically a sign that this human is protected or works for someone, that's infused with protective magic and whoever they work for has an insignia connected to it, for example to show location. It's uh, sometimes a good thing, and sometimes it's kind of like how you'd treat a pet? Like, this human is under my protection and therefore it would piss me off if someone else did something to them. Anyway, Raimon eventually custom ordering a lightning-shaped pendant and each of them having a bracelet connected to it that Tenma can basically use as an alarm button if someone bothers him, and Raimon will come running. It's also got some pretty nasty protective spells built into it.

More and more people, like the Earth Eleven, get on board with this idea and request a bracelet too. So basically if Tenma is ever in trouble he'll be able to alert like, 40 people at once who will all come running to help him. He's got a network.

He does use it, at some point, and ooh boy. No one dares to try anything for a long time after that.

Oh, Tenma still ends up as captain in this AU!

I've got less of an idea for the plot (except the start), but more individual scenes and the worldbuilding. Might get around to it again someday, because it still sounds like a fun idea to me. Hope this answered some of your questions!

[creative-kny-fics]

While I think about how to complement my other fics, here I leave a SaneGiyuu fic for you 🥹

Ler: Sanemi Shinazugawa

Lee: Giyuu Tomioka

A normal day at Kimetsu Academy...

'YOUNG HASHIBIRA! STOP RUNNING DOWN THE HALLWAYS!'

'MWAHAHAHA CATCH ME THEN!!', yep, a chase between Sanemi and Inosuke was totally normal.

Was there any reason? Inosuke apparently continued to disobey orders not to run in the hallways, wear a boar mask, and wear his uniform incorrectly

'It seems like Shinazugawa-Kun has a problem, don't you think Tomioka-Sensei?', Tomioka sighed and nodded, saying goodbye to his friend, getting close enough to put his foot down and make the student stumble.

Inosuke was grabbed by his uniform, his mask was snatched away, and Giyuu was in charge of leaving him in his classroom as if he were a totally new boy. 'Hey Tomioka, what do you think you're doing?!'

'My job...', wasn't exactly anyone's job, but, let's give them credit for tidying up.

'Shouldn't we do something...? Shinazugawa-Kun apparently wants to hit Tomioka...'

'Mhm! Calm down Kanae! Remember that the director has prohibited fighting in this place! And I trust that Tomioka and Shinazugawa will respect that!', Rengoku was right.

Sanemi growled and pushed Tomioka hard enough just to push him away as he walked away in the opposite direction, apparently not going to waste his time waiting for Giyuu to give him any answers.

'How the hell can these students be so bad at math...?! What idiots, one of the lazy people talking so that these idiots don't pay attention!', Sanemi growled and threw the pen away. 'Be more careful where you throw your things, Shinazugawa'

'I didn't ask you to pick it up, idiot. Don't think I'll thank you for that.'

'I wasn't planning on getting them either'. It was enough for Sanemi, Giyuu had had enough of him, but what could he do if he couldn't hit him?

A memory flashed through Sanemi's mind, his mother also prohibited them from fighting between siblings, even as a game, he could use that! But... WITH GIYUU?! Would it even work?! He doesn't smile and barely talks, could he even be tickled?!

'Hey "Tomioka-Sensei", a question,' he approached him whispering, call his plan something stupid, but Sanemi had it all planned out. 'Are you ticklish?'

'N-no...Where do you get that Shinazugawa? I don't-! Hmphm!'

That was all he needed, if blowing on Giyuu's neck made him squeal, then it was true! He was ticklish!.

'Don't you dare do that, I'll throw a football in your face every time I see you'

'Mmmm... So first you ask me for something and then you threaten me, huh? Well Tomioka, I accept the risk of my actions~', he wasn't going to do it anyway.

'S-Shinahazugawa! Thihis is unprohohofessionahal! S-stop!'

'Mmmm, let me think about it... NO!', and with that, Sanemi's fingers began to move up and down from Giyuu's armpits to Giyuu's hips.

Giyuu tried to continue holding back his laughter, but to no avail...'A-AAAH!! S-SHINAHAZUGAWA!! S-STOHOP!! I-I WAHARNIHING YOHOU!!'

'Ohhhh now you threaten me? What do you think if I do this then?!'

'STOHOHOHOHOP!! LEHEHET ME GOHOHO!! I HAHATEHEHE THIHIS!!', well, it's a 50/50.

While these future boyfriends were having 'fun', Sanemi tickling Giyuu who was squirming like a worm, the rest of the teachers watched and tried to keep their conversation silent.

'Should we remind them that we are here?'

'I think they're both too busy to notice that hahaha! Let's let them have fun!'

'At least they're getting along better now, but we better stay close in case Shinazugawa doesn't stop when Tomioka is at his limit,' the other teachers looked at Kanae, then at themselves, and nodded.

They would stay to contemplate this unusual 'spectacle'

[rosellerivers19]

I'm trying to teach here!

Sasuhina; Anbu Captain x Academy teacher au inspired by @hanchu27 's art on twitter

Hinata Hyuga used to be an esteemed heiress but that title was stripped from her when she was young now at the prime age of 22 she was an academy teacher. The Kindest of them all some would say. Though her reputation,pride and family life had struck sore she found many beautiful things later in life one of them was caring for children making them feel happy and needed in a way she had needed when she was younger, in the way her sensei Kurenai and team mates Kiba,Shino and even Akamaru did when she had been at her lowest point.

There was nothing particularly exciting in her life after she became a simple academy teacher sure . . . she still had a teeny crush on a certain blonde from the academy and admired his goofy smile and enthusiastic attitude every now and then when he came to the academy to meet up with Iruka sensei, but even now she could only observe from afar.

"Hyuga sensei!" her class shouted waking Hinata from her thoughts.

"Oh sorry I spaced out again didn't I?" she said smiling apologetically as a few student giggled

"Yeah you did," Mai Taisu, a popular kid in the class snickered. Hinata was aware of Taisu's rude behavior but she made sure that no other students got hurt in any way because of it. Right now the child was just saying empty words so she'd allow the disrespect besides she was an adult that meant she was the responsible one.

"I think it's kinda cute"

The whole class turned around to see a man with a cat mask and black and gray attire. He was a regular visitor yet no one knew his name. Well No one except the teacher herself.

"Neko san!" Many of the students in the class cheered as the man in the Anbu mask walked into the classroom from his spot in the corner.

"Now,now don't let me distract you please, listen to Hyuga-sensei"

Hinata could already imagine the devilish smirk that hid behind his mask

‘The destruction is already done and he has the gall to say pay attention’ she thought irritably before turning back to her class plastering a smile.

"Kids I'm afraid it's recess time so if you can go outside in a single file lin--"

The class erupted with shouting and everyone scrambling to get out in a matter of minutes. It was quite the commotion but also quite common for the academy teachers.

I think they're more excited about recess than becoming shinobi Hinata thought as she collected the papers left on the students' desks

She felt the presence of the Anbu captain beside her seeing him at one of the desks through the corner of her eye.

"Let me help you with that" he collected the papers in lightning fast speed, handing them to her a few seconds after saying the phrase.

His hand was outstretched to return the papers to her yet she was careful not to actually touch his hand.

"Thank you Anbu san." she said quietly walking back to her desk

"You know you can call me Sasuke" he called out from behind her

"You are in uniform, it would be disrespectful to the Anbu if I referred to you so informally" she replied, reaching for a chocolate big she had stashed in her desk so the students wouldn't go rabid.

"Is that chocolates" Sasuke asked peering over her shoulder

"won't you give me a few?" he asked his left hand to directly horizontal to hers on the desk but with enough distance so he wasn't *actually* touching her.

"This... is not for you" she replied, her tone a bit more harsh from the close proximity slightly adjusting herself so they were further apart "And you HATE sweets" she said almost accusingly

"Hmm. Then I suppose that you will show me some love TONIGHT... Right? Hyuuga-sensei?"

"What did you say?"

"I said you'll make me some chocolates later today right? We do live next to each other" he said overwriting his previous words even though she *clearly* heard him.

"I suppose . . ." she said gruffly

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The Anbu captain stuck around hidden in the shadows for the entirety of her lesson which annoyed her but she didn't say anything about it, his presence only conscious in the back of her mind.

"Well that's the end of the lesson if you have any questions--"

"Why don't you ever teach us any fun stuff Hinata Sensei" Taisu asked, her feet on her desk a sign of blatant disrespect but Hinata ignored it.

"yeah . ." a few other kids agreed. Hinata knew the lessons weren't always fun but they were a crucial part of history and to becoming a shinobi

"Well I apologize you feel that way but this information is crucial" Hinata argued

"You just don't know how to teacher correctly" Taisu scoffed "what else can be expected from a--" Taisu stopped mid sentence with Hinata looking at her sternly.

"that is enough Taisu your recess time will be cut in half tomorrow if you can't handle a few boring lessons you will not be able to handle being a shinobi" Hinata spoke sternly

"Class dismissed"

The children said hurried good byes and see you tomorrows to their teacher seemingly scared by her tone of voice

Taisu mumbled under her breath from the punishment but didn't argue as she left

Hinata then turned around

"Stop scaring my students" Hinata scolded the Anbu captain who looked at her innocently taking off his mask.

"What? I'm not even doing anything"

Hinata sighed in frustration "Sasuke san as much as I appreciate you defending me I can fight my own battles especially against my own students" she replied she knew his presence had frightened her students he tended to do that when they showed a disrespectful attitude towards her.

She then walked to the chalkboard briskly to erase the lesson plan

"Where are you going?" He smirks not at all fazed by her scolding from earlier, "I'm not done with you yet...Hyuuga-sensei." he teased walking behind her before she grabbed his hand

"I'll talk to you after class" Hinata responded guiding him to the door forcefully to get him to leave

"what--- no fair," he whined but Hinata had already pushed him out the door, slumping against the door's hard surface.

This Anbu Captain Was A Problem.

The References:

Thank you so much @hanchu27 for the inspiration I'm looking forward to making more chapters with your art.

[enm-enthusiast]

The Exhibitionists' Club Ch. 7 - Sebastian Part 1

Cruel and Unusual Punishment

Last chapter followed Sebastian's boyfriend Thomas entering a male arousal study for extra credit, and ended up being milked by his insanely hot anatomy professor, and now he confronts his lover with the possible desire to have sex with the older man...

Sebastian

"Wait...you mean professor, ass of a Greek God, Ethan?" I said in response to Thomas bursting into the dorm room and shouting about how much he wanted to fuck a professor on campus.

"...yes" he said, meekly.

His eyes looked downcast, like he was ashamed. My heart sunk in my own chest and beckoned him over to me. He closed the door behind him and practically jumped into my arms on his bed. As I caressed his soft, wavy black hair I worked out the words I wanted to say:

"Babe, your going to run into certain guys that you are extremely attracted to, its natural. Like, there's a few bros in my Frat I'd love to bend over but I know I can't not just because they're straight, but also because it'd complicate things too much" I said.

He looked up at me, those sweet and sad puppy dog eyes never failed to make my heart melt.

"I won't forbid it, but I do want you to be careful, okay? don't do anything to get yourself hurt or in trouble, you got it?" I said.

"Don't worry Seb, I have it all handled" he said, smiling so warmly I couldn't resist kissing him, his warm velvety lips inviting further exploration which caused a stir in my groin.

But....I had somewhere to be, I had to get back to the Frat house and clean up my room and study for the rest of the night before bed. So I reluctantly pulled away before I found myself pounding away inside him once again.

He had a slightly pouty look on his face as I got up, but I merely smiled in return and said "Don't give me that look mister, you were supposed to strip down as soon as you got home, remember? be glad I didn't spank you again as punishment" I finished and a deep blush flooded his cheeks.

"I'll let it slide this time, but next time that ass is getting both a pounding AND a spanking, and I don't think you want both in a row" I said, giving him a mischievous wink as I closed the door behind me and started down the stairs of Thomas' dorm building.

I didn't tell Thomas this, but I was having some problems with the Frat lately ever since I bested the president, a real prick named Eric at a strip wrestling match in the Rainbow Room. The whole thing happened because of pledge week where we had to do one dare no matter how bad it was, and the vide president had dared me to wrestle Eric but I got to choose the time, place, and rules.

Eric lost. Badly. He ended up naked before his entire frat, who made sure to take plenty of photos of their senior's humiliation. He had been so angry lately, he was pissing off everybody and by extension some people were avoiding me because I was the source of his ire.

I got the impression that many of the seniors and other officers had grown increasingly tired of Eric's antics, I felt they were waiting for the proverbial straw. Until then I did my best to avoid Eric when I could, even try to apologize for things going so far but to no avail and I got the distinct feeling that he was planning some sort of payback.

Thomas already had enough to worry about with all this medical study business (which I found kinda hot, in a way) that I didn't want him to worry about me, besides I could take care of myself.

I was completely lost in my own thoughts as I walked across campus towards the frat houses I passed by a few security patrols. I recognized a few since I had recently landed a position as a student assistant to help pay my college expenses. This time it was that cute, blonde twink named....Daniel? and a bigger, beefy muscle dad named Jack who filled out every inch of his uniform which never failed to make me drool.

I waved at them politely but moved on without speaking a word, I had precious little time left in the day. I began walking up the steps to my two-story frat house and to my surprise there was a lot of noise going on inside. I heard loud, angry shouts coming a male voice from the main living room and a few others shouted back in response.

I opened the door and walked in and suddenly I heard the words much more clearly:

"-should be here to defend himself, you have no right to just go through a brother's room without him present or reasonable suspicion of banned items" I heard the vice president James say, who was unusually a nerdy tall kid with glasses and short brown hair. He was the smartest guy here and everyone knew it, and if Eric wasn't your atypical "popular jock" he'd be president instead.

"I have every right if I have personally witnessed him smuggling banned items into said room, and because those items were indeed found in his room, he needs to be punished accordingly" Eric, I now realized, said.

I felt a slight sense of dread as I suspected who he was talking about and slowly entered the living room and all eyes turned to me, some in sympathy, others in indifference to Eric's latest bullshit. James was up in Eric's face, and the latter had a sinister smirk that grew wide upon seeing me enter.

"Ah, the guest of honor has arrived, tell us brother Sebastian, why did I find *these* in your room today?" Eric said and held up a bag of weed in his hand.

My blood boiled as I realized what he was doing, I was being set up! but I wasn't going down without a fight.

"What?! But I've never seen that before, did you find a lighter, a bong or anything I could use to smoke all that with?" I said, as a point of fact. Some of the guys turned to whisper with each other, they seemed split on the issue.

"It's not just me, I have witnesses who say they saw you bring this bag into your room, besides myself" Eric said, and smugly gestured towards another frat brother, a junior named Casey who was reputed to be one of Eric's rivals. He also pointed to another guy next to him, Henry who was another freshman, rather fresh-faced and right now he looked like he'd rather be anywhere else right now. I was starting to feel the same.

"Hold on Eric, first let's hear it from them personally before dealing out any punishments" James said, and gestured to the two guys to come forward. Eric seemed a little annoyed at James's interference but said nothing in response, letting the boys speak for him.

"Now, did you or did you not witness Sebastian smuggle this into his room?" James asked them both.

"We both did, he came home late one night after seeing that boytoy of his, me and Henry here saw him slip the bag inside his room, isn't that right, Henry?" Casey said.

I clenched my fist at the way he talked about Thomas, but instead I bore my eyes right into Henry's who could barely look back at me and flinched every time. He knew full well what he was supposed to say was a lie, I only hoped that his conscience was stronger than his fear of angering the frat president.

"y-....y-yes, we both saw him" Henry said, his eyes glued to the floor like he was a child being scolded by his parents.

"But...that's a lie! can't you see James? they're both up to something!" I yelled in my defense, my face red.

James looked at both of them for a few long moments, scrutinizing them and asked one final time if that was indeed what they saw and they both repeated their stories, word for word.

The vice president finally turned to me with a look of pity and sympathy, one that wished he could stop this but his hands were tied, and said "I'm sorry Sebastian, but in light of this...you need to be punished" he said and folded his arms in disgust.

"That's right James, and as Frat president it is up to me to determine what befits our brother's crimes" he said.

"Don't forget Eric, first punishments should be handed out lightly, don't do a repeat of last year or I swear I'll..."

"You'll what? Report me? I will count that as interference in the performance of my duties as president, and I'll be extending Sebastian's punishment to you if you do" He said, viciously.

"Fine Eric, have it your way, freshman clear out this is not something you'll want to see" James said, giving me one last look of sympathy and escorted the Freshman out. Some of the sophomores and juniors left too leaving just me, Eric, and a majority of the seniors.

"Alright Sebastian, as punishment for smuggling of banned substances your clothing privileges have been revoked for two weeks. Strip." Eric said.

My eyes widened and I couldn't help but laugh a little despite my rising anxiety.

"Excuse me? What the fuck do you mean 'clothing privileges'?" I said.

"You heard me Sebastian, when freshman are punished we take all of their clothes and force them to walk around the house naked except for when they leave, I won't say it again. Strip." he said, this time more forcefully.

I looked around the room and noticed that some of the seniors were circling me like vultures, Eric's little sycophants no doubt, ready to jump at his command if I disobeyed.

Realizing I was trapped, I reluctantly, and very slowly I grabbed the hem of my shirt and lifted it up over my head, exposing my bare torso to everyone. A few of the seniors grabbed my nipples and twisted them, I slapped their hands away and felt heat flush in my face.

"I didn't say stop, drop your pants. Now. Or we do it for you." Eric said, stepping closer to me threateningly, along with his cronies.

I held my hands up before lowering them down to the hem of my pants and started unzipping them and to my embarrassment and shock...I realized my cock was beginning to stir within my boxer briefs!

I didn't stop but I felt a sudden feeling of humiliation as these guys might just be about to see my fully erect penis...I tried to ignore it but as I lowered my pants down my legs and stepping out of them I was sporting a very prominent bulge which I was quick to cover up.

Unfortunately, Eric noticed.

"What you hiding there Seb? or what are you...*not* hiding?" He said, chuckling derisively, his cronies mimicking him. He stepped closer to me, and we were face to face, my own expression was defiant despite the redness and when he said:

"Drop the undies." He said.

"Come on Eric, please don't make me do this" I said and Eric was about to call his brothers into action when I stepped in and slowly, every so slowly I slid my last garment down my legs. I felt my cock springing to life and my fully erect cock slapped against my stomach and was already leaking!

I stood back up, fully naked as the seniors gathered up my clothes and I attempted to cover myself but Eric was having none of it. "No no, keep your arms at your sides" he said but this time I wasn't having it.

"What the hell Eric? I'm not showing you guys my dick" I said.

"Awww, he's shy, let's help him come out of his shell you guys, grab him!" he said and on command I had two guys pounce on me, grabbing my arms and forcing them away from my crotch, exposing my erect penis as each of them held my arms behind my back. My dick was 7.5 inches long fully hard, cut, and was a caramel shade of tan that matched the rest of my body.

"Wow, he's not so little after all, we might need to change that" Eric said and I whipped my head towards him on confusion.

Suddenly he slapped my hard dick, and I groaned as he did it again, and again, and again. Tears stung the back of my eyes as my dick throbbed with pain and yet somehow was still leaking precum.

"Ha, not so mighty now, are you?" Eric said.

"He's crying like a little baby!" One of the seniors said.

"We should shave him smooth, make him into a little bitch boi" another said.

"Quiet you two, no, I got a better idea in mind for him" he said and nodded to one of the other seniors nearby who ran off to get something.

"What are you going to do?" I whimpered and my face was flooded with embarrassment and humiliation as I stood there naked and exposed in front of practically half of the entire frat! and if they kept to these rules I'd be showing myself off naked to them for two weeks...

"Just completing your punishment dear Sebastian, don't worry your pretty boy head about it" Eric said, ruffling my hair.

The other senior came back with a small bag and and reached inside, my eyes widened in horror as I saw him produce a cock cage from it and hand it to Eric and renewed struggling against the guys holding me, my cock deflating to the point it swung between my legs as I did so.

"Eric, come on this is going too far now, stop this" I said.

"No dear Seb, I decide when we stop, now then, Taylor!, Pierce!, shave his crotch so the cage will fit better" he said.

I felt my anxiety increase a hundredfold, my heart beat thunderously in my chest as the two guys on either side of me let go and walked to the front of me and each of them took out small electric razors from their pockets and didn't waste any time in shaving my crotch, already I could feel my man hair being forcefully taken from me.

I started to realize just how much this was planned in advance, I hadn't stood a chance the minute I walked in here tonight. Now here I was, stripped of all my clothes, and was being shaved of all my pubes.

Their razors cut through my bush like a hot knife through butter, I looked down in abject horror as they kept moving my dick to reach around my crotch, the stimulation was getting me hard again.

I wasn't especially hairy, but it still took them a minute to shave my bare crotch completely smooth, all the guys proceeded to practically point and laugh which just made my balls shrivel up and my face flooded with shame and embarrassment.

"Where's your man-hair? wow, what a loser!"

"His cock looks like a kid's cock, not like a real man's"

"If he didn't have such a big dick, it WOULD be a kids cock!"

I heard guys shout from all over, and Eric picked up on that last one and said "Don't worry guys, time to shrink him down to size, this cock cage here is specially designed to absolutely restrict blood flow to your dick while allowing you to piss freely without getting it dirty."

"And just how long are you making me wear this thing?" I asked.

A bunch of the guys started shouting off random different lengths of time. Eric ignored them all until they quieted down and said "I think....a month ought to teach you to learn your lesson" he said.

"Eric...you can't do this!" I said in protest but no matter how much I struggled I couldn't stop him as I felt Eric grab my dick and begin to wrap the cage around my cock. I had gone soft again and before it had a chance to get hard, he fit the cage right onto my manhood and proceeded to lock it with a key that he wrapped around his neck.

I looked down and saw the cage was small, round and made of metal and like Eric said put pressure on the base of my shaft which prevented any sort of blood flow. My face flooded with red once more, as well as anger, but the guys finally let me go and I fell on the floor in surprise.

The guys all began filing out, some of them muttering 'loser' and 'bitch' under their breaths, and maybe they were right, Eric had won. Here I lay, my clothes and dignity stripped away from me, Eric gave me one last look of triumph before leaving me there, completely humiliated, and I was left to stew in my shame.

I slowly got up and tried to make it up to my room, as soon as I reached the 2nd floor I heard a voice behind me say "Seb, over here" and I turned to see James come out from behind a corner at the top of the stairs.

"Please James, I just want to go to bed before anyone else sees" I said and James gave me a flat look in response.

"Show me" he said.

I guess there was no point in trying to hide it, soon enough I would be the laughingstock of the entire frat, so I moved my hands away from my crotch.

"Wow, that son of a bitch really did it again" he said, chuckling angrily.

"Wait, what do you mean *again*?" I said.

"Eric did almost the same thing last year to a sophomore who embarrassed him, no one dared contradict his blatant manipulation of the house rules, but I couldn't do anything about it then, I thought as vice president I could...but its still the same now" James said, sadly.

"He is *not* getting away with this" I said, baring my teeth.

"I never said he would, but I realize I can't do it alone now, I'm going to need your help" he said, smiling slightly.

"Help with what?" I asked.

"I'm not sure yet, but somehow Eric needs to be dealt with, play along for now until I can come up with something more, stay low if you can, but...I'm sorry I couldn't do more" he said, before finally walking away.

I walked the rest of the way to my room in silence, I decided I needed to trust James, he seemed decent enough and right now anything seemed better than Eric. I opened the door and my faint glimmer of hope was gone as I found my room stripped bare of any clothing, my cock cage clinked as I took the first step inside and just sat on my bed.

I looked down and the humiliation returned as I felt my smooth crotch and poked at the cage, I only hoped Eric would be satisfied by this, I just had to make it through the next two weeks and I'd get my clothes back at least.

I opened my phone, which Eric's cronies had left behind along with my wallet, and saw my text chat bubble with Thomas and thought about calling him, telling him what happened but right now I just needed to sleep. But as fitful sleep came, finally, I swore to myself that Eric would regret the day he messed with me, and by the time I was done with him he'll be remembered as the president who lost his frat.

End of Chapter Six.

Author's Note: Uh oh! the tables have turned on Seb at last as he finds himself at the mercy of Eric and his cronies, find out what else is in store for poor Sebastian as he faces the two most humiliating weeks of his life.

Keep an eye on the current timeline I have setup which you can see on my recent Tumblr posts, and in the meantime please enjoy this latest installment, and have a great week!

[le-panda-chocovore]

Let me share the vision that has been transmitted to me in dreams :

High School AU ShiuToji - No Curses

Toji is a big teenager who almost never has money for lunch, never wears his uniform correctly (he hasn't even bought the whole uniform), and rarely shows up in class. When he does, he sleeps through the whole period. He's good at sports but doesn't want to join any club, and he's a brat so he often ends up in trouble because of the way he talks to teachers and students. He knows how to fight, so the different gangs (because of course there are gangs in his school, it's full of delinquents, his parent didn't bother to find a prestigious school for him) try to recruit him. But he refuses, because he thinks gangs are stupid, and he says he won't be under the orders of someone whose skull could be crushed with one hand. Of course that angers the gangs leaders, so they ask their buddies to beat up that big guy to "teach him a lesson." Toji sends all of them to the hospital. But of course he still ends up in trouble for fighting. He's pissed about that.

Shiu has known Toji since Middle School even though they didn't talk back then. But now they're in the same class, and Shiu is surprised to actually find the man interesting. But he knows Toji means Trouble and he doesn't try to get close to him.

I'd say that they really talked for the first time when they were both skipping class. Shiu was smoking behind the main building, because no one ever comes here, and Toji just got out of a big fight so he came there thinking he'd be alone for a while. Shiu stared at him, and at his bleeding fist, his cut lip, and his black eye, and said "You look like shit." Toji answered with a middle finger immediately followed by a few curses because it hurt to move his hand. Shiu quietly walked toward him and told him to follow. He took the boy to the infirmary and helped him to take care of the injuries. Toji let him, secretly appreciating the gesture.

Now, Shiu covers him whenever Toji skips classes, he warns that a teacher is coming when he sees Toji about to fight some students, he shares his food with Toji at lunch (Toji finds him ultra suspicious but he's not saying no to free food), things like that. They're friends now, and Toji might be a bastard but he's a loyal one, so he helps Shiu back by beating up a bunch of upperclassmen who tried to racket him.

Shiu manages to avoid being a part of this huge gang war but takes interest in the power dynamics in this school. He is tired of this school full of delinquents where you either have to be the strongest or the smartest to make the rules. He's ambitious, not to the point of wanting to be known and feared by everyone, but enough to want to take advantage of this. And he thinks, he has Toji on his side. So he explains the plan, and Toji says he's crazy, but also laughs, and agrees.

Shiu goes to each gang leader, one after the other, and negotiates with them. If they want Toji to participate in their fights, then they have to pay for his fists. So they decide on a price, and Toji starts fighting for the different gangs, and he shares the money with Shiu. They use it to go to the arcade and play games instead of being in class, and to buy fast-food that Toji eats as if he has been in a desert for months. Shiu looks at him stuffing everything in his mouth with a face between disgust and amusement.

Toji never talks about his family, but Shiu can guess that they're not nice to him because Toji never seems to want to go home. So Shiu invites him to his place, and tells his parent that they're going to study in his room. They only do that once, and Shiu discovers that day that Toji is actually extremely smart and could have better marks if only he bothered to stay awake during exams. So they watch movies, they talk about nothing, they smoke, they play cards (Shiu learned quickly that Toji always cheat), they bet on random things (Toji can't seem to stop losing), and one time they fucked. They don't talk about that time. They act as if it never happened, but Shiu knows it did because of the way Toji leans closer to him whenever they're on his bed, or the way Toji's eyes flick to his lips when he puts a cigarette in his mouth, or the way that Toji always let him fall asleep against his shoulder whenever the movie they're watching is boring.

They talk about leaving this shitty town the second they graduate, going to Tokyo, and creating a business. Toji jokes that he doesn't want to be under Shiu's orders, and Shiu retorts that Toji wouldn't survive a year without his advice.

Sometimes Toji doesn't come to school for days and Shiu would rather eat his own shit than admit he's worried. Sometimes Toji comes back to school with new injuries, a limping, or just a dead look in his eyes. Shiu doesn't know what happens at the Zenin House but he doesn't like what it does to his friend. So he tells Toji he should stay at his place, and Toji looks at him as if he's dumb or crazy. And he agrees.

Anyway, all I'm saying is High Schoolers ShiuToji.

[comically-chaos]

so on a serious note, I've had some places reach out to me and I've come to the determination that my new job has literally increased my standards for work expectations.

expectation: am I going to get cut off at my 40 hours and not otherwise be bothered? or is this a salary situation where if I work 50-60 hours in a week to resolve scenarios that come up am I going to get overtime or does that time get lost? does overtime exist?

expectation: are the goals that I am given in a day, measurable and obtainable? if I exceed the tasks given in a day am I able to do additional tasks to further benefit the team overall?

expectation: am I going to get health benefits at a reasonable (or beyond reasonable) cost to me? and is the benefits package a genuine known brand or is it a third party that operated out of a known network?

expectation: am I going to be supplied uniforms and the tools needed to perform the tasks needed for this job?

expectation: is my commute going to be reasonable or am I going to be stuck in traffic for an extended period of time? am I going to get reasonable parking options?

expectation: your hours suggest that there is a period of time for breaks, am I going to be guaranteed the breaks or is it a situation where "you need to find time between meetings"?

expectation: outside of work, are there additional activities or events for team-building or community focus?

I won't say that my current job is glamorous by any means, but they genuinely make sure to take care of their employees. I've gotten a ton of care and support so far with this job and it's genuinely encouraging to see and hear that people RETIRE from this place.

I know that those that have been here a lot longer than I have can see the differences from 'how it was' to 'how it is' but they don't understand the perspective that I'm coming from.

While some of it was imposed, I was;

working 50-60 hour weeks (quite often working from 8am-midnight to get to everything before deadlines), could be called at 11pm for customer support

had to "find time" for breaks (more often than not eating lunch at my desk while doing meetings)

had expensive insurance (~$280usd every two weeks for insurance nobody took)

pto was a joke because while we accrued the time the way to get the day was having 100% confirmed backup and if they or multiple had the day off it wouldn't be approved, and it capped because "we want you to take time off", it does not get paid out if you leave (unless your state says it as a mandate)

during the pandemic they (old job) went completely remote, which was a major lifesaver because to get there it was a guaranteed 1-1.5 hour drive (36-40 miles depending on the choice of highway) for a one-way drive. they then mandated the worst days for us to get there for 'the spirit of team building', which we were all on different accounts doing different things and spent the time on Microsoft teams meetings anyways... because the account that I was supporting was highly involved I was in meetings 99% of my day, so going outside for a few moments was a prized time in my day.

then hearing from management on a regular basis that the flawed contract they agreed to isn't successful and we need to do better with limited supplies, not enough staff (and not being able to pay the people what they're worth for their regions), things within the environment breaking significantly every week, and just... yeah. thinking about it makes me sad that I put up with so much for a long time.

this new job is amazing. I'm no longer eating my feelings, I'm genuinely laughing again (which my family says they've not heard in years), I'm now officially down 50+ lbs from my highest weight, I'm working hours that I prefer, I don't get frantic calls outside of my shifts demanding that I do x/y/z, my commute is literally 10 MINUTES if I hit every stop light in town, my managers and supervisors communicate effectively with me and let me know when something needs adjusted and my suggestions and concerns get addressed. they're still getting used to me with the approaches as they can tell I'm traumatized but seriously, SERIOUSLY I LIKE MY JOB. and I've gotten kudos only a month in.

[xoxo-bunnydumpling]

It's illegal to panhandle in the city I live in

They say that people will just take that up as. a job and not actually work

"They're not actually homeless, some of them"

If you can talk people out of change to the tune of being able to make a living doing it

Is it not a job?

What you're telling me is

They are not serving you

THEE main character

And we all know you need to be served at every moment of every day

Places stay open 24 hours now so if you woke up at 2AM with a wild hair up your ass, you could have whatever you want

They don't clock in every day and put on a scratchy uniform shirt

And make your McDoubles while you yell at them that if they wanted to be able to pay their bills AND eat they'd get a real job

They are not standing there with a robot smile on while you tell them, the person who can't afford running water, that they should take out a loan and go to college if they ever want to have a life worth living

That they should be like you

Because you work harder than anyone ever has in all of human history and yet you have an extra 15 minutes in your day to scream at a teenage cashier that your sweet tea is not sweet enough

They ask for change and you can either say yes or no

They have no manager for you to threaten to speak to

They're too free and you've been defeated

Well hell, can't have that

So you go and tell your friend the mayor...you know what we should care about above all else in this city?

PENNIES.

The poors have too many pennies.

[outofmemory]

In regards to Carmy, wearing the same kind of clothes, that just could be his work uniform, we do see in season 2 some other choices. But kind of still the same choices in color at least. But him having to look up “fun” and what you can do to have “fun”. That hit hard. Him not recognizing when he is an asshole. I do love that people still love him even though he is an asshole sometimes, they recognize that he is not being mean on purpose. Everything was just too much and the pressure needed to be released. Surely not fun, being on the end of it (=Sydney). But he knows now that it’s not OK to do that and she knows now how to handle him when he gets like that. Just tell him, do not hold back, get him out of his head, bring him back to reality. It’s hard to find the way back sometimes and I always feel terrible after I exploded on other people. Hurting people is not OK. I would love to see people from his past, maybe Luca, paying him a visit at The Bear, when everything runs smooth. Seeing him interacting with people who respect him.

Do you think he can take compliments? What I saw until know, I do not think he can, even well deserved ones. I can’t wait to see where season 3 takes Carmy and the rest!

Now this part is in regards to me feeling like I’m autistic and at the same time like an impostor, nobody has to read that if they do not want too, that’s why I put it at the end of my reply (and it’s terribly long 😓).

The part about being a woman and being so good at masking is what makes me feel like an impostor. But then there are situations that make me feel like an Alien, I do not understand why people do not understand me. When I hear sounds nobody seems to hear or they just do not care enough to try. When I smell so much that I have to leave because it’s so disgusting or else I have to breath with my mouth, which isn’t fun either. When the artificial lights are to bright and everything is sooo loud. Lights being hot, so extremely hot, and nobody seems to care. Everything gets too much, claustrophobic, too hot and I feel like I’m dying (panic attacks suck balls). When your hair is too heavy and the only thing that helps is you cutting it off at 01:00 o’clock in the morning. At everybody's surprise about the new haircut, you have to hold yourself back from telling them why you have it. You know I would make you look like a mad person. But it should not be a problem to just be honest. Why can’t you be honest?!? With every “How do you do?” and you having to lie “Fine, how do you do?”. STOP asking! You do not want the real answer, because being honest is like a punch in their face, reality hitting them to hard. Having to ask, if my fidgeting feet make the desk of my college shake. Because you where told too often as a child to stop shaking, moving, fidgeting. To start fidgeting - to recognize that you are doing it - stopping it - thinking “Did I fidget because I needed it or did I fidget because I thought I should do it?” Do you know what I mean? I do not know anymore if I do it unconsciously or not. Making me feel again like an impostor. When you were made fun of because you did some strange movements. They felt good, or else the pressure would build and build and build until you did them. Being pushed out of the same friend group two times within 4 years, at school. So much pushed away that the parallel class took you in during lunch break. NEVER being able to keep friends. NEVER being the best friend of your best friend. Always thinking “They laughed, does it mean they like me?”. Then all the bad experiences with people come back up, it hit’s you hard and you think, "Maybe they're laughing at me...". Being told to stop crying, being ignored because you cried so much. Being laughed at because you cried through the whole film “Green Mile”. But you can’t understand why you shouldn’t. They are killing an innocent men (John Coffey) who just tried to help. And now as an adult I know it’s a fictional character but there are people today and through the whole history of humanity that died for no reason at all, where killed for no reason at all. And that thought makes you terribly sad. Feeling so mad you want to destroy something. After a day that was just too much in every capacity. Having to rip of you clothes because they make you feel claustrophobic and maybe something rips and you feel so satisfied. Maybe regretting it later after you can think straight again. Having to learn to say NO because you never said no, even if it pained you. Always saying YES because you wanted to please everybody so they liked you. Because until now the world showed you you are unlikable. And maybe they will like you, just a little bit, if you do all the things they ask you to do. Getting so good at saying NO that you have to learn again to say YES. Now working hard on finding a good balance. Finding out that, if you do not work more then 28 hours a week life is doable, reducing hours (I’m lucky enough to have found work that does not suck, after 11,5 years of being used and abused by my employers) makes it possible to do other things, like seeing your family. You have enough time to regulate yourself that the coming Monday will not be a horror show you do not want to participate in. But you had to live through 11,5 years of darkness, depression and loneliness to get to this point. I hope, as well, that you get the support you need to. We deserve to just be, without being ridiculed and being seen as lesser than. (Please ignore all my typos etc. English is not my first language and it almost midnight after a day with heavy headache and 31° C, which I fucking hate! Summer seasonal affective disorder [SAD] sends it’s regards -.-)

You are the first person I found that also sees autistic trades in Carmy.

Last year after the first season (I loved it so much! I watched it 3 times & some episodes even more often) I even came back to tumblr just for this series, I needed more content!

I saw so much of myself in Carmy, I never before saw a character so much like myself (although I'm a woman, from Europe & not good at anything at all).

All his struggles with other humans, it was like looking into a mirror, seeing myself.

So I got a psychological evaluation for my anxiety and other stuff. After some research I thought maybe I'm autistic. Getting officially diagnosed with borderline personality disorder and avoidant personality disorder with autistic traits. I still have the feeling I'm autistic and at the same time I feel like an imposter for feeling that way.

Carmy is such a people pleaser, so unaware of how other people see him, his bursts of anger, his fidgeting with the spoon, wearing the same kind of clothes, him not understanding other people except in regards to food. Him getting used and abused by other people (NY chef, his mother and brother, even Richie but with him the punches at least back & does not only take it, take it and take it). Other people have to point out that his relationship with Claire makes her most likely his girlfriend, that reminds me so much of myself when I had to ask my sister if my boyfriend had shown interest in me because I could not say for sure.

And maybe I'm just projecting, but for me it looks like he never looks other people into the eyes just with Sydney (yes I do ship them but I do not mean it like that) and Richie. Maybe it's just me but I do not like to look into the eyes of people I do not know at all/well, it's hard work to do. But it's easier with people I know for longer and I feel safe with. I still let my eyes wander to be able to concentrate better but it's easier to look directly into their eyes. At least I think I'm better with them. Or it's the camera angles fault XD.

In regards to friends, do you think all the connection he does have in the culinary world see him as a friend but he himself does not recognizes them as friendships. For example Luca?

Sorry this is kind of long and I'm rambling. A long text just to say yes I see it too. :)

I had a very similar experience with the show. I watched season 1 twice and I think I'm due for a rewatch quite soon.

During my first watch I didn't really see the autistic traits per se but I definitely related to him. Especially when he talks about routines and being good but completely burnt out at the same time - that was my experience at school.

I started looking into getting professionally diagnosed right about the time when I rewatched and I realized his experience echoed mine especially in the ASD related stuff. I made a post about it, and I believe it really resonated with some people within the autistic community, not just as a headcanon.

I feel you, I haven't gotten my official diagnosis because tests are very expensive. Plus, I'm a woman and I have been masking all my life, so it's hard to get a psychiatrist to believe that you are actually struggling. Maybe there's some overlap with avoidant personality because my psychiatrist has mentioned it a number of times, and it would make sense for Carmy to develop a disorder as a result of his family trauma.

And yes, a lot of his "quirks", the things that make him seem high strung and shy, could also be signs of ASD. I hadn't noticed that he's literally wearing the same clothes all the time but you're absolutely right. The Claire storyline really shows that he doesn't know how to navigate relationships and needs it spelled out by someone else (and honestly, same). He's concerned with being "shitty" but doesn't know when he's being perceived as that and so he asks Sydney to be his gage (my sister is mine)

I think you're right about the eyelines, and I guess it makes sense in the kitchen, since there's always something to do, you can talk with people without looking them in the eye, or taking breaks in between. I like talking while I'm walking or in the car, no eye contact 👌👌👌

You make a good point that he isn't particularly aware of who is his friend and who isn't. When Claire called him and told him that Fak said he was his best friend, Carmy took a second to process and then agreed. He has no idea. And I think that also plays a part in being used by other people - if he doesn't know what friendship or a healthy family relationship looks like, he's going to take it all like that's normal, which is not great

I do believe that Luca and Chef Terry would consider him a friend. They took in one of Carmy's staff, no questions asked, just believing in his judgement. Especially Chef Terry talks about him with a certain fondness that feels very sweet. With Luca, they probably had a more competitive, sort of brotherly thing going on but they ended in good enough terms? I don't know, I'm just guessing.

Thank you for such a thoughtful and generous message! I believed that I would get backlash when I first posted about my feelings on this subject but everyone has been very kind and supportive (not everyone agrees but no one has been rude and I count that as a win lol)

I hope you have better luck getting a diagnosis, and that you get to navigate this chaotic world as easily as possible 💜

[belle-keys]

Watching Purple Hearts and roasting it because I hate American military propaganda making people happy

Sofia Carson is pretty and I like her previous works and music but why the hell is this giving me discount Lemonade Mouth

people who like this movie have absolute no idea how terrifying it is to see American military men omg how is this even remotely hot outside of the Republican Erotica subgenre

"We're good enough to fight for your ass but not good enough to touch it???" eww wtf

Wow walk away with a glare girl you damn well showed him like what a savage girlboss hahahah DANG such a strong queen

"We're just blowing off some steam" now yall see why this is some bullshit right like he really said "mild sexual harassment is cool cus we're fighting for America!!!" and not like soldiers have a track record of rape and sexual assault domestically and abroad or anything

Wait I take it back Sofia can't act like I'm sorry I love her voice and some of these songs are fire (not streaming them tho) but the acting is...

They're really laying it on thick huh

The girl is literally on the cusp of a major medical emergency so much so that she has to marry a man she doesn't like cus she doesn't have insurance yet this movie is simultaneously doing the most to give us pro-America narratives??? do you see the issue here

I could never knock on a door with an American flag on it I'm sorry

The man literally has a problem that her mother was a tax-paying illegal immigrant for a period of time... how is anyone who isn't a Republican enjoying this

imagine for one second if there was a movie where there was a brown muslim woman marrying a man she detests for any kind of financial assistance... the sheer outrage we'd be seeing lmfao but in this context? "romantic"

the acting is, I reiterate, not good

"trust a lib" you all will not catch me fake-marrying a ben shapiro groupie nah run girl

take away the marine uniforms and the amount of people who liked this movie would divide by half I think

if this was just a movie where the guy happened to be a marine then I'd not care but it's literally blunt military propaganda and tiktok is completely FALLING for it

"cheers to hunting down some goddamn arabs baby!!!" really not mincing the words huh...

it's the way her response was like "well arab is an ethnicity and hunting down a certain ethnicity is problematic"... girl if his behavior is problematic then Shanghai is just a cute little village in China... what else can I say???

"i'm out here just serving my country... by hunting down arabs amirite" yes that was in the movie yall, and this girl is out here spouting basic human rights and the movie is making it sound like that's supposedly radical and woke

"Would you like us to go over there [in Iraq] and teach em pronouns?" it's like reddit in a movie holy shit

"How about knowing who your actual enemy is and don't make generalizations" I mean, I would have kicked him in the shins but this is a start I guess? to her explaining why racism and islamophobia are bad??? HAHAHHAA THIS MOVIE IS A DAMN JOKE OMG

not him just telling her to sit down??? Are you kidding me...

and yet the soldiers are the ones who are gonna go to the Middle East and say it's the arab men who are the misogynistic woman-haters huh...

he just rage-hit the table... classy

"they're a fiery couple" no he's a shitty person who would not last an election cycle married to her

wait guys the racism and jokes about killing arabs are just a cheeky little show of "marine bravado" according to this genius and it's not "worth ruining everyone's night for" while they're "preparing for what they're gonna do in Iraq"

"without guys like us do you think this country would be safe from terrorists???" no words yall

he said, and I'm cackling cus it's like a Fox News AI wrote this script, "you preach that the future is female but how do you think those women feel in Iraq"

not her starting to fall for him two seconds later... despite his shit views... after a false hug...

"I asked for two beds" like I do not care Dear John

Awwww guys he's "scared" to go to Iraq to kill all the terrorists!!! Look how brave he is for admitting that!!! Such a brave boy with guns!!!

why are they kissing like I thought she thought he was an appalling transgression against human rights ten minutes ago

how are they SUDDENLY into each other? and enough for sex too? this is hella ridiculous

this movie is pandering to wokeness yet wants us to find this situation is romantic or goals...

what kinda outdated orientalist garbage is this Iraq scene-

like how does this juxtaposition scene between her music backstory and him with a gun around those poor kids in an Iraqi village even exist

"I'm in the marines to serve my country and be a better man" HAH and not her writing a song now for these good ole "American heroes" and dedicating the song to them at a show, like girl

ah yes, the melodrama middle of the story... yawn

so she's just writing songs about him and now the movie wants us to root for them? cus he got injured? supposedly hunting those "goddamn arabs"? gimme a break like I don't expect her to be inhumane to him at all but how are they falling in love?

not him calling her a "snowflake"... what is he? 15 years old with a crush on jordan peterson or something?

"let her be a rock star first, kids later" booooooooooo *tomatoes*

all this movie is doing is reinforcing bullshit like "white conservative strong military man = the truest form of the american hero" instead of challenging the many things outdated and stupid here

now why is he running in the streets while seriously injured like are you kinda silly bro

okay I might illegally stream some of these songs, I might torrent the audio from youtube or something cus why is this kinda slapping?

how does one qualify what a "fake marriage" is because I mean, how do they know they didn't get legally married out of love??? it seems super subjective lmao but idk jack shit about american law either so

another song AGAIN like do they know she isn't on Descendants anymore???

it's still unclear what she likes about him despite his attractiveness and there's only 15 minutes left... my girl, he would deport you if given the opportunity and you know it

"I think this is a real marriage" what changed it??? not this whole speech too like whyyy why why why how did we get here

if he was in the marines out of just necessity and wasn't all about the pride he takes in "protecting America from terrorists" then I'd say whatever but noooo he's a good American hero apparently lmfao

not the american flag next to the blm flag like how you gonna add insult to injury like that? he's a third generation marine with that kinda personality do you REALLY think that he thinks the black lives do in truth matter @ cassandra carson?

i'm done it's over i'm free and i hate it here so good night lemme go

[deceitful-darlings]

Oohh tell me more about yandere diasomnia! Maybe darling is seeking refuge from Heartslabyul and ends up in one of diasomnia guy's arms! Sure there are many missing students, but that doesn't mean they're the ones at fault, right? Why doesn't she come to their dorm instead? She'll be a lot safer in there. Every day is spent entertaining the family and sleeping with Silver.

I think we all know with comedy au works well in this one in a more serious way.

Diasomnia, sure you didn’t know much about them and they made you uneasy, but being under Riddle’s tyranny for so long you decided that maybe, against your gut instinct, they maybe wouldn’t be that bad? Your interactions with them hadn’t be overly unpleasant unlike more of the other dorms, in fact they’d even come to your aide a few times when another dorm got dangerously close to killing you, Silver had thrown off Savanaclaw members more times than you could care to count, and for some reason a simple smile from Lilia was enough to send the majority of perpetrators running, as was Malleus’ presence, how could you not be thankful when compared to the hell you were put through by Heartslabyul, you didn’t think twice about Lilia’s smile as he told you that you could pay him back when the time came.

But today had been the straw that broke the camel’s back, one whipping too many had you barely put together enough to pull your uniform on properly. You didn’t care who saw you as you stumbled out of the dorm, running at full speed away from everyone only stopping when your legs gave out, collapsing in a sobbing pile on the pavement. The stress, the constant worry, the fear of death, it had you wondering if perhaps it would be the best thing if you took your life in your own hands, if your life was going to be made a living hell only to end miserably, would it not be better to go on your own terms?

It was a call of your name that simultaneously brought you out of you dark thoughts was a call of your names, and when you looked up your eyes met those of Silver. Seeing as it was someone who didn’t seem to pose much of a threat to you, the feeling of exhaustion finally set into your body, you barely had the strength to get to your feet, but you didn’t have to worry since Silver was by your side in an instant supporting you.

He studied your face for a moment, and taking in your bloodshot eyes, heaving breathes, and tear stained cheeks, it didn’t suprise you that he offered to take you to Diasomnia rather than back to Heartslabyul. That in itself was nearly enough to start your tears again, it seemed like the first time since you’d arrived that anyone had been truly concerned for you and your wellbeing. Perhaps the rumours about them were wrong, for being a dorm with such a bad reputation they had never once done anything to threaten you the way the other dorms had. Were they truly the reason others had gone missing, or was that a mistake? Maybe the others had been the culprits and Diasomnia were actually innocent?

Their welcome to you was warm, they were kinder than you could ever hope for in such a place, they offered you a meal and a room for the night so that you could have some space away from Heartslabyul, and you welcomed those offers openly. You were tired, so you didn’t notice the way some of the members looked at you as you tucked into the dish you were served alongside everyone else. The meat was something that you felt you hadn’t tasted before, you could only compare it to pork, or perhaps veal, it seemed to melt in the mouth with a delicate, sweet flavour that wasn’t masked by the sauce it was served in. It was odd, but not bad, you simply thought it might be a type of animal you didn’t know of, or maybe a particularly luxurious cut of veal or pork. You couldn’t understand why Lilia was smirking the way he was when you finished, but when he offered to walk you to your room you chose to simply forget about him and his oddities, deciding that some peaceful sleep was truly what you needed.

When the door shut behind you after you bid goodnight the smirk was back on his face, Lilia could only imagine the look on your face if you realised what you had consumed, but for now everything was still peaceful, a suprise. He was glad he had advised the dorm to keep their appetites in check and desires to themselves, the family seemed to enjoy your company for now. Not that he had to worry about you running away he thought, as he added another debt to the list.

[siimjaeyun]

blue bag- jay park

genre: fluff, angst, bad boy au

tw: street violence, mentions of gangs

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Jay's reputation at Belift wasn't exactly a secret to most people. The loose uniform with the leather jacket, covered bruises, and exposed tattoos were noticeable to anyone who bothered to pay attention.

Most people would like to assume to not judge him by his appearance, but his character matched it to a tea. He never bothered to give anyone the time of the day, much less even look in their direction. The only people who received such privileges were his closest six friends.

Or anyone who dared to cross his path- including the slight punches he's thrown at the occasional classmate.

But people couldn't see behind his intentions. Like the time he almost beat one of uppers to a pulp when they tried picking on jungwon his first year. All good intentions.

On this fateful day, the teacher had thought a slight change would mix things up. Instead of placing Jay in the back by himself like usual, he placed him right beside you.

"Hi Jay!" Your warm welcome startled him to say the least. Sure, he was used to love letters by other girls, but you didn't really look at him that way.

He stayed silent and placed his head back onto the desk. At the end of class, you bid him goodbye and walked out with your friends who seemed to tattle over him almost immediately.

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After yet again another argument with the rivaling gang leader, he finds himself cornered in the back of an alley way. Maybe it wasn't the smartest idea to think you could fight five men at once.

Tired, and out of breath, he's barely holding onto himself before there's a final blow to his lower stomach, collapsing onto the ground before him.

The men are about to approach him, this time, aiming towards his back, but retreat at the sounds of a siren.

"Here, hurry! They might come back." He looks up and finds it's you, carrying a bag in one hand and reaching out towards him with the other.

"Get lost." Jay, who is too stubborn to ask for help, attempts to get up before his knees give up on him.

"You can't walk. Stop being a bitch and let me help you." You swing his arm over your shoulder, and pull him up, guiding him towards the exit of alley way. At the closest convenience store, you rest him on a bench, bringing a towel to his face to wipe off the blood from his brow and lip.

"How did you see me?" He barely manages to ask.

"I didn't know it was you until I saw your face, which is very beat up by the way." He observes quietly and patiently waits for you retreat the towel from his face, slowly admiring the way you move your eyebrows while humming a small beat. 

“I’m done. I’ll call a taxi to take you home so you can finish up. I’m going to assume this isn’t the first time you get beat up.” Jay, snapping back to reality, stands up quickly and blocks your view of the street. 

“I can manage. Now go home.” He nods towards the direction of the grand city. 

“You can barely walk. Either I take you home, or text someone to come pick you up.” Jay immediately takes the second option, and searches quickly for his phone before realizing he must of left at it home. 

“Go ahead, call the taxi.” He mutters under his breath. The bright lights signal to him that he has arrived, and in silence, you drop him off, and leave, not letting Jay even look back and say a quick ‘thank you.’ 

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If Jay didn’t know any better, it’s almost as if nothing had occurred yesterday. He’s still wearing his black mask to cover up his bruises, but you walked in with a smile and the same welcome from the past two weeks. 

Usually, he would turn the other way or not even bother to look at you, but his slight nod was reassurance enough. 

At the end of class, he was almost the last to leave, given that he had woken up from napping the entire class. Rather than seeing the empty room he was used to waking up in, he saw you again in front of him, holding a blue bag. 

“Here. Eat well okay?” You left the bag onto his desk and walked out again before he could respond. He stuffed the bag into his backpack and went towards the lunch room he was used to meeting his friends in. 

“Jay’s late and beat up. What a surprise.” Sunoo’s snarky comment doesn’t catch him off guard, and instead pulls out the blue bag from his backpack and rests it on the table. 

“Oh? Jay brought lunch? Quick, let’s rate his cooking skills.” Before Jay can react, Heeseung had already snatched it from the table, pulling out a Tupperware with a sticky note on top. 

“Who’s y/n? And why did she call you a loser?” Heeseung asks, opening the container to a bento box. 

“No one, now give it back.” Jay takes back the container, almost admiring the contents inside. 

It was the first time his heart began to take notice of you. 

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Everyone was quickly suspicious about Jay’s relationship with you. It all started with him publicly going to you and thanking you for the food. Then it was the constant good mornings when you would welcome him at the beginning of class. Then it was the morning coffee, and walking you to class in the morning. He was practically stuck to you when he wasn’t with his friends. 

“You know, I think Jay likes you.” One of your friends mentioned casually, causing you to roll your eyes. 

“Stop taking those rumors too seriously, he’s just paying back a favor.”

Yet, your friends weren’t the only ones who were beginning to notice. Most noticeably, Jay’s very own friends. 

“Sunghoon, I don’t like her, so can you shut up?” Jay, almost irritated by the constant confusion of emotions. 

“So, you wouldn’t mind her being so close with Sunoo?” Jake points at your direction. You laughing and trying to hold yourself together while punching Sunoo in the arm. 

“No. Of course not." Yet, he still finds himself burning holes into Sunoo's skull as he sees you wrap an arm around his neck to pull him into a head lock.

It seemed as if that was the last straw because in the next moment, Sunghoon was attempting to prevent Jay's next big mess.

"Get your hands off him." Jay commands, catching not only your attention, but those around him as well.

"Relax Jay, she's just playing around." Sunoo gets himself out of the head lock, and looks at your face who's been cleared of any laughter.

"I'll see you later Sunoo." You can't even look at Jay in the eyes before walking off with another friend.

"What's wrong with you? You know she wasn't hurting me!"

"Don't talk to me right now Sunoo." Jay storms off in the opposite direction while Sunoo turns his head to the side at Sunghoon.

"Am I going to die?"

"Not yet anyway. I think if you stay off y/n, maybe it'll extend your life line." Sunghoon states honestly.

"What do you think would happen if I told him she's my cousin?"

"I don't know but I've never seen Jay so..like this. Its a good look on him."

However, Jay is his full fledged rage, begins to shove everyone in his way including a poor freshman who happens to fall in front of your locker.

"Jay what the fuck!? Are you okay?" You crouch down and reach your hand out, giving Jay a bitter feeling.

"Is this how you catch men? You pretend to be the good guy?"

"Excuse me?" You repeat, shocked at Jay's sudden attitude.

"Nevermind just stay away from me? Got it?" You don't even process the words before he dashes off, ignoring his friends who are attempting to catch his attention.

"Sunghoon, what's his issue ?" Sunghoon only let's out a heavy sigh before shrugging his shoulders.

"It's not my business, but I can assure you that anger won't end well."

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And it just so happens that Sunghoon's response was quiet accurate considering Jay's familiar situation. He's been long enough member of his gang to know what territories they're not exactly welcomed.

Yet, he doesn't care and does so anyway because anything is better than having to imagine you with some one else.

"Haven't seen you in a while Jay, must have been busy hmm." The leader mocks him, but it only infuriates the pent up anger within him causing him to land a punch at his gut.

"Don't test me." And as if history repeats itself, he finds himself once more cornered in the back of an alley way. With the collection of bruises forming on his stomach, one could tell he was a kick or two away from a good surgery.

"Jay! Stop!" He curses himself mentally when he watches you run towards him.

"You better leave pretty one...I mean unless..." He approaches you, reaching for your chin to tilt it sidewards, leading to Jay using his last strength to push him off you.

"Don't touch her." Jay grits his teeth, earning a smirk that quickly turns into a frown at hearing the sound of police sirens.

"You got lucky this time." He flees the scene leaving you again with a bloodied up Jay.

"You promised me to not fight anymore!" Jay chooses to ignore you and limps away to a nearby post.

"And I told you to stay away from me y/n. I don't need people like you to worry about me because they pity me" He responds.

"How am I not supposed to worry when you left so suddenly? One moment we're good and the next you're mad at Sunoo and everyone?" You place him on the stair case while getting your first aid kit ready.

"How am I supposed to stay away when you worry me? Do you have any idea how fast I ran here with this when Jake told me you weren't at your house?" You continue to apply a bit of alcohol on his open cuts.

"I'm sorry, I was upset. I saw you with Sunoo earlier and I don't know what came over me. Sunoo is so darn perfect, and what about me? I was afraid you'd leave me." Jay mumbles the last part quietly, but you manage to hear it well.

Without much hesitancy, you press a light kiss onto his bruised and swollen lips. He gasps slightly but manages to wrap his arms around your waist.

"I'm not leaving okay, I'm here to stay if you want me to." Jay grabs you and pulls you in for a hug, resting his face in the crook of your neck.

"Please stay." He mumbles, letting his grip on you get stronger. He stays there for a while, before looking at the blue bag in your hand.

"What's this?"

"I brought some dinner because I figured you would be too lazy to do it yourself and end up eating frozen nuggets again." He smiles slightly before admiring your features.

"I really like you y/n.." Jay confesses, still in the position of hugging you.

"I like you too Jay...I really do." A grin forms on his face and he drops another kiss on your cheek before leading the way out.

Perhaps Jay wasn't exactly perfect, but you always knew he was more than ready to love and learn by your side.

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a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts haha, but I figured we could all use a little fluff with everything going on :( <3

[yohankang]

I can't believe literally every single one of my wishes for the finale came true??

Sunah saw the consequences of her actions (the poor girls in the Dream Home) and realized she doesn't have anyone truly caring for her. And it’s what she deserved :) Yohan manipulating her her till the end was cruel but I loved that. When she pointed a gun at him, he still went "Come with me, Sunah." just so she wouldn't shoot him and it worked. I think she realized he still has power over her. But I looooved that she killed the president first, I was hoping for that. I can excuse being evil but I draw the line at misogyny. It was so satisfying!! And the scene of everyone fighting being a parallel to the church fire? Poetic cinema. Kang Yohan is a genius and I was delighted to see him get his revenge. 

That being said, I wanted to fucking kill him :))) I assumed his first death was fake, as most people did, but when he pulled out the detonator in the court room I wanted to throw up. No but for real, I was shaking for solid 20 minutes asdfgh I hate him!!! Worstie. And then we really got Gaon saying he will die with him... hello... That was stupid and painful but I also got what I wanted - Yohan witnessing Gaon choosing him and staying by his side, even if that meant dying together. God. They're both so fucked up, truly a match made in heaven. One worse than the other. 

The bomb scene asdfghjs why did they make it so homoerotic??? “Was I a bit late?” Gaon should sue him for emotional damage. But ngl it was kinda funny they didn’t tell him shit. Was that Yohan’s revenge for stabbing him? He’s a petty bastard and I love him but he should pay for this poor man's therapy. We got Gahan hug though, so I guess I can forgive it. And not only that, we also got a hug with Elijah and the housekeeper!!! :’) My dreams came true.

Not plot related but Yohan looked SO GOOD in the prison uniform wtf. Literally one of his most attractive looks. Him talking to that prison guard was also soo sexy. Unhinged king <3

Jinjoo was a nice surprise. I expected her to have some kind of higher position now, but she decided to do what she felt was the best for her. Honestly she was my favorite female character in the series. Most genuine, caring, and strong. Love her so much!!. And her being besties with Gaon was so good <333 I hope they meet from time to time and have fun together.

Now, the ending.. So nothing's really changed, huh. I'm going to be honest, I was waiting for some kind of inspirational, uplifting message. Something powerful. But you know what?  That was good. Realistic. Because one Kang Yohan is not enough to change the country. Gaon is going to be so busy now trying to slowly change the system but I think this ending is good for him. He has a goal now and a chance to finally do what he wanted to do from the beginning. 

The ending scene of them standing 20 feet away from each other with tears in their eyes was kinda ridiculous asdfghs but I liked it. I knew it was either going to end up with one of them dying or them going separate ways. Because you know, it was basically confirmed that they love each other and they have no female love interests, so making them live together would be too gay. It's a tvn drama so honestly??? That's the best ending they could get, and I'm satisfied with it. The possibilities are endless. We saw that Yohan was able to come back, even if for a moment. Let's not forget he's filthy rich, this man could probably send a private jet for Gaon if he said he wanted to see him lmao. I think they might take a minute to process all that happened but after some time... I expect them to spend the next holidays together. Gaon loves them too much to just let them go like that. And Elijah and Yohan love him too. There's no way it was their final goodbye, that’s why I’m not really sad about it. 

Ah, I was so scared for the finale, I couldn't sleep for a week. But now I'm really happy with the ending. For now, this is my favorite kdrama I've ever watched and I’m sure it will stay with me for a long time <3 I can't believe it's over and I'm sad about it but still, so, so happy I got to experience that.