#I HAVE A FUCKING DEGREE WHY CANT I GET A FUCKING JOB!!!!!!!!!
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i fucking hate my life.
one of the other tenants has been constantly turning the heat up to EIGHTY even though it hasn’t dipped below 40. this lead to the heating bill for the unit being like, $300 more than the rest of the boarding house.
so, since we are apparently untrustworthy children and not adults who can be reasoned with, the landlord came while tenant was at work and put one of those plastic locking boxes over the thermostat. tenant came home ranting and screaming, calling husband and me bitches repeatedly, yelling abt how he always gets the mail (?), screaming about how we went behind his back to the landlord (we didn’t), and then SLAMMED his door as hard as he could.
screaming and door slamming are so fucking triggering for me. i had a melt down verging on anxiety attack.
i absolutely Do Not Feel Safe Here.
#but it’s not like we can leave 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃#THIS IS WHAT WE MEAN WHEN WE SAY POVERTY IS FUCKING VIOLENCE#and of course we’re the only ppl we know who are struggling#so it’s not like we even have anyone to talk about how much it fucking blows to be poor#our friends all have houses and good jobs and multiple partners and vacations and social lives#and it’s so fucking alienating to have None Of That#it’s so fucking alienating to be like ‘oh u bought a house/had a kid/got a promotion/whatever#cool. i can’t afford groceries and i’ve been on one (1) vacation in 17 years#but tell me more abt how amazing ur life is yeah totally i love this#it gets harder 2 congratulate ppl on their successes when u have Nothing#when success seems to mock u by its absence#i run out of money between paychecks but tell me more abt ur bonus#i’m struggling to pay back the IRS for basic taxes but tell me more abt ur giant house#i hate myself i hate my life#and husband is like ‘I’m not gonna let Tenant scare u like this!’ ok??? ur never here#and if u confront him he will just wait til u r gone and confront ME#fuck#i hate everything#i’m so fucking tired of being poor.#I HAVE A FUCKING DEGREE WHY CANT I GET A FUCKING JOB!!!!!!!!!#but I don’t have a car so I literally can’t get a job 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃#how do u get a job when there is so little pub transit and everything is 5 towns away#how do u get a job in the us w/o having or being able to afford a car#jokes on me u don’t
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so scary... everythings so scary... (<- just signed up for a dorm that is both shared room and doesnt require a meal plan [will have to purchase my own food somehow])
#can this next job interview PLEASE pan out#and im worried ill have to get a job during the school year... i cant handle that... im going to die... im going to fail...#whyd i let my parents talk me into doing a bigger college instead of cc... idk what i want to do enough for a university degree...#i need a job so i can pay for college and . well. blushes bashfully testosterone.#like even if i werent making an insane dorm choice rn (its the only building thats co-ed so im over here going uh.. whuh.. um.. okay..)#my parents still want me to pay for at least some of my college this next year.. theyre not like twisting my arm but i get why..#so i need a fucking job or im going to die!!!!!!!!!
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not to be a colossal fucking cowabummer about everything but it really does suck that like. my really chill and like. supposedly more realistic type of career goal feels about as unattainable as like a kid saying he wants to be a singer or something
#kazoo noises#like yeah this was supposed to be a job i COULD get. i thought bc like. i was going into the field bc i loved the work and not bc i couldnt#make it into academia (fuck u alt-ac term users yall are snobs) id like maybe be able to cobble it together bc like. im good at doing work.#i can usually make something happen and i got a good attitude. but jesus ive got one year left and every job app comes back negative if the#even bother to respond#like idk man. i knew iwasnt gonna be making money or shit and i knew it was gonna be rough but like. everyone else i meet already has a gig#or at least like gig adjacent. volunteer or field experience or internship and like. i cant get anything to stick. its not like ive done#nothing either? ive worked extensively with small scale exhibition design. i have worked extensively with special collections libraries.#i have literal years worth of research experience from college. i have an entirely customer service based resume thats not academic so i#can handle a patron (and crucially different from my peers: I WANT TO)#i can organize. i can write and design labels. i can communicate. i can handle special collections objects. i can make ANY microfilm reader#work for me even when it doesnt want to#and im not saying my classmates arent qualified. but like. surely this has to amount to something. i have been so stupidly lucky#to have even half the experiences i do. i have variety in my degree that even some of my classmates would kill for i think. i did. so much.#i have had so many advantages and i like to think i use them well and that i am grateful for them. but why cant i make that shit connect???#my resume is good. im reliable. i want to work more than anything. so why cant i get a call back???#legitimately how much longer do i get to keep telling myself i a not the common denominator here#sorry for diary posting but im prepping to walk to the house tour and planning what job apps i can fill out when i get back and literally.#just like. why do i bother. i should have just held my nose and done the online only program in state. i'd probably spend less time rotting#god being 23 fucking sucks. it is going to be better. im literally just barely an adult. this cant be it and it wont be it. but jesus. i go#over having to beg for a rejection letter about ten months ago when i still felt like i had a shot at these experiences
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people smarter than me have said this before but jesus christ why does every job seem to require at least a year of experience and a degree in some hyperspecific field. where did the entry level positions go? how am i even supposed to get experience if none of yall will give me a job without it?
#theres already almost nothing related to my field being offered but even the unrelated things that i think i could try are out bc of this#most of the stuff id actually care abt doing actually require 3-5+yrs! in a field that i cant get into without experience i cant get!#and people talk abt how 'nobody wants to work' i am BEGGING you for a job. literally begging (cover letters).#im coming to the horrifying realization that its possible Nothing i have done w my entire life matters. i have nothing useful#i really feel like i made a mistake. that cant be the best five years of my life i wasnt even happy during most of them#i applied to six jobs weeks ago and ive heard back from one of them and it was a rejection. and theres nothing else to apply to#my degree isnt helping and all of my hobbies are useless. why am i only good at/passionate abt arts. why not math or smth instead#i should have just done ece like i was planning to instead of my honours. what was even the point#and im watching other people in my year get great jobs right out of university. watching my BROTHER get offered work on a silver platter#hes 19 and got five different offers + didnt apply people just asked him to work for them. second year in a row this has happened#hes never had to work for minimum wage. hes always had a good job in his field lined up anytime he wants to work and it always pays well#and i finished five years and ive had to beg for everything ive ever gotten and its still not enough to count for anything#im proud of him but fuck it stings a little#levi.txt#vent tw#oh right i forgot i should just walk in and shake the managers hand. /right/. and they will simply give me a job on the spot bc of this#if people whove been working the same job since before 1990 dont fucking stop giving me bad advice istfg#and these same people say nepotism isnt real and in the same breath talk abt giving their nephew a summer job at their company#literally all i want is work i can be decent at that i care abt and making a living wage. it doesnt have to be fun i dont want to be rich#i just want to do an ok job feel like my work matters and make enough to start my life. thats all
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why. why does it take a masters to become a librarian. my bachelors is LITERALLY 90% of what the #1 program in the states is. so like let me pick up the 10% on the way i just want to be Happy
#i would also take like. working for a publisher. or b&n. or literally anything to do w books#im so tired. job search has me feelin. atrocious#like dear fucking god why are my options “help us get better at killing people/taking away healthcare coverage/making money for the 1%”#or starve?? like. love the nonprofits. cant afford to live in nyc on 40k a year. sorry#and theyll be like “must live in city limits” girl then pay me enough to do that???????#i get it. money is tuff for doing good things. but also like u cannot honestly think that anyone can live in nyc on 40k/year#the average wage for my degree out of college is like. 70k. maybe 80???#i cant take half of that to live somewhere w an insane cost of living#i have student loans!!! and i have to EAT
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it's been a hot minute since I've been this physically uncomfortable somewhere I pay rent
#please please im begging you if youre too hot just open a window downstairs#its 53 fucking degrees outside and i am so god damn cold im getting ready to send myself back to my parents place#i agreed to 69-73 degrees not fucking 60#im sorry that it gets warmer downstairs#im sorry that id like more than 1 shelf in the pantry and half of a shelf in the fridge#im sorry that im thinking about bringing my tv upstairs and sending my couch back to my parents#im sorry that i hate taking you to work and back#im sorry that i hate my job and want to quit#im sorry that the things i want inconvenience you#and im sorry that i cant communicate any of this to you in a way that i feel would uphold the#kind (read: nonconfrontational) and caring (read: sacrificial)#nature i try and have#because i only ever feel like an inconvenience#and having wants and needs is antithetical to this persona#anyways with the weather changing its been so cold inside and out that my body is curling in on itself#so any progress made at the chiropractor is immediately fucking negated#and my back pain still returns#i want my suffering to fucking end please god#i cant fucking do this#why am i paying $600 to cry myself to sleep#and theyre STILL talking about getting a cat even though the lease specifically says we cant have pets (service animals aside)#shut up shut up this is making me hate being alive#i should not feel like this i need to get OUT
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being closer to your 30s than 20s and having nothing to show for it is so
#personal#cannot finish college/uni cannot find a job bc poor mental health being dependent on parents still how pathetic#sometimes im like wow i should be grateful i havent been kicked out yet and then its like i need to be as little of a burden as possible#like gee wonder why i still struggle with an eating disorder after over a decade. if i cant fucking off myself might as well take up as lit#le space and use up as little resources as possible#even if i wanted and could afford to go back and get a degree i still wouldnt know what to major or get a degree in#they tell you in high school its okay to be undecided youll figure it out but what if its been 9 years and i still dont know#i know. i guess. also i understand why communication courses are required for a degree but i have failed or dropped out every single class#failed interpersonal communication one semester bc i kept fucking forgetting to take the weekly online quiz and never stopped kicking my ow#ass over it ever since#tried retaking it another cemester and stopped showing up half way though bc i couldnt deal with it anymore#tried taking public speaking another and literally panicked and didnt show up anymore after the first week/class#and that was when i was 18-20 like when its okay if you dont really have anything major to share about your life#imagine being 26 having to go up and say something about yourself and its like. ive been a depressed homebody for the past 5+ years idk wha#else to tell you
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#why dont normal fucking jobs exist anymore#I swear everything I can find a listing for requires a degree#I thought I would be fine bc I am a certified pharmacy technician#but no one is hiring near me for anything in pharmacy other than per diem/on call shit#I feel like Im never going to have a job ever again.#I keep sending emails out to places I'd like to work to inquire about hiring and I cant even get a denial.#I kinda want to die about it but its fine.
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#idk WHY but im freakin out rn#i need to get a job. i cant get a job. its so hard to get a job!!!!#so much rejection#i applied to a few places here at ass fuck all in the morning.....idk. just bc#i need to like. fix my resume or smth#maybe i could work at starbucks#i think genuinely like. i just kept thinking ill get a job soon enough and now regans job is going on hiatus im like#nervous but nothing dire has happened#i guess im just worried ill never be able to get a job and become homeless#😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫#i could try starbucks i mean. they may reject me and id have a hard time memorizing shit but u bet you get into a rhythm#and a fucking paycheck is a paycheck#i just super thought maybe i could stay away from retail with my degree and all#em yaps
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Ughhhhhhhhh
#why am i such a fucking idiot#why do i ever have hope#jesus christ my stupid fucking pathetic daydreaming of a guy who would never want me who i dont even know#my fucking stuoid career dreams that i could never accomplish because i dropped out of college and im 30 with no degree or experience#in a very competitive field where people with both those things cant get a job#im so fucking stupid#im so fucking#fuck#and i havent replied to dms on here jn forever and im just leaving friends waiting#and i havent replied to even replies in forever as people leave kind words#and i jus keep bitching#just fuck
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havent felt this directionless and like my whole existence is completely pointless in a while
#spend 4 years in college for a pointless degree and then cant afford further education#spend 3 years in retail doing fuckall#move across the country specifically to get out of retail and spend another 4 years doing fuckall#and then hits the harsh reality that im going to have to start working retail again if i want to continue to exist#bc all my education and experience is that pointless that i cant get a job after 10 months of unemployment#cool so why did i do fucking literally any of this.#almost never feel suicidal but its hitting pretty fucking hard right about now
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anyway if my grandpa werent dead id kill him myself
#constantly telling my grandma she couldnt do shit she wanted to do. she graduates college premed LITERALLY PREMED and then he tells her#actually if you go to medical school im divorcing you and leaving you with our unborn child. so she goes back to college for a biochemistry#degree and teaching certification or whatever. she gets offered a position as a lab assistant at the medical school. she tells him all happy#and he tells her shes not allowed to take it. so she goes to the head of the school and makes excuses for why she cant do it. she gets#offered a fucking grant to go study in the us for four months. he tells her if she takes it he’ll divorce her. i hate that man i hate that#man i hate that man. she was fucking working three jobs WHILE going to school so that he didnt have to work at all while he was in school.#and he couldnt even let her live her dream-LITERALLY HER DREAM I CAN HEAR THE SADNESS IN HER VOICE WHEN SHE TALKS ABOUT IT EVEN NOW SEVENTY#YEARS LATER-to be a doctor. fucking scum
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prof said congrats for writing up a proposal so early i am going to get a good grade in. well this is literally going to be graded. but yk the meme
#i really hope its decent proposals are really hard for me to write. i never really understand how much im supposed to say#also i dont plan stuff in advance! i hate drafts and proposals why cant i just jump in and run w my topic#i dont Know exactly what im going to cover just yet can i get back to you once ive covered it#levi.txt#i spent One page just opening the two page proposal so. i know it needs some cleaning up#but the last time i wrote one of these i only got a 75 (not a bad grade but i could do significantly better) bc. and i am not kidding.#i wrote a several page intro abt the themes of a story i was super pumped to write. and forgot the /plot characters and title/#a 75 was honestly generous. that prof already liked me and knew my work so i got very lucky#also i just think the guy im working with for my essay is so cool and i want to impress him bfhshsk#ive taken 2 classes with him before he is so smart and so enthusiastic. i was 1 of only 3 who was there for every class both times#everyone whos helped me has been so cool and very nice to me i want to do a good job and prove that im as capable as they think#and also jesus fucking christ ive worked so hard for this degree PLEASE#if i dont get honours im walking into the forest laying down and letting the fae take me as they will#side note: i have 1.5 movies left (its late and im finishing army of the dead tomorrow + watching evil dead rise)!! thats so exciting#theyve (mostly) been really fun and i feel like i have a really good general idea of where im going w my essay now#the movie eras are starting to kind of organize themselves into coherent themes in my mind#i think its smth along the lines of racism/xenophobia -> social change -> satanic panic -> action and militarism -> prejudice/bias#and i actually think were in smth of a thematic reckoning w zombies rn as a culture that im excited to discuss!!#for so long weve accepted that zombies arent people but weve really been starting to interrogate that since abt the mid 2010s#w tropes like searching for a cure (not just a vaccine) or movies like warm bodies or evil dead where you can truly turn back#and im really excited to see where the future takes the zombie genre!!
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FOUND YOU
Yandere Jihoon x fem reader.
WC: 3.8K
Jihoon was never one for relationships. His stoic behavior tends to bore the ladies, but he's had is fair share of flings. However, when some low life hacker tries to access his files; he cant help but look into you more, and some more, and a little more until he becomes obsessed. Jihoon makes it his mission to find you.
WARNINGS: YANDERE, stalking, DUB CON, phone sex, spying, unconsented filming, use of sex toys, fingering, mention of kidnapping, sugar daddy Jihoon, bratty reader.
A/N: i love this fic and I love you woozi.
One semester left… just one. Why on earth would they raise your tuition by $5,000? Are they forgetting both of your parents are dead and you have no job? The financial aid office is no help and you're already about $10,000 in debt. How nice. You look at your computer, contemplating. There's always that option… no it’s not safe. But damn you need money, you need your degree, you need to get out of this fucking city and start over. You look down at your cat Bruno sitting at your feet.
“Should I?”
He just gives you a judgemental look and walks away. This fucking cat…
You have no other choice. You pull out your spare laptop, not risking your pc getting any viruses. A few months ago you drunkenly stumbled upon a website on the dark web that gives you access to IP addresses of major company computers. You very easily figured out how to access their files, you can see everything; their expenses, investments, and payments. It would be so easy to transfer money to an offshore account and cover your traces. Scrolling through the list of companies you try to find one you’ve never heard of. More popular companies tend to have more security.
“Universe factory?”
Hmmm. Doesn't ring a bell. It’s located about fifteen miles from your apartment so you aren't worried about them finding you. Weirdly, you can't find any bank accounts linked to this company. Scouring through some files, this seems to be a music company of sorts? You find samples of songs, lyrics, beats, and oh shit.. Drug shipments? Why is this in the music files? You try to dive deeper only for your connection to completely cut off and your computer blue screens. Fucking hell. The computer won’t turn back on and you won't have a chance to cover your tracks. So much for being computer savvy…
“Fuckkkkk” youre actually fucked. These people are clearly good if they are able to shut off your computer so they may have already found your address by now. You're hoping your vpn and security walls help you. You get up and start to pace. Why on earth did you think this was a good idea? Of course you somehow chose the shadiest fucking company on earth. There's nothing to do now but stress and wait for your likely impending death.
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“The fuck?”
Jihoon’s studio is his safe space. He’s lucky Cheol lets him pursue his passions on the side, this mafia thing tends to take up a lot of his time so being able to unwind in his own space is a treasure. But when he returns to his computer he senses something is wrong. Someone’s gone through his files. Now, Jihoon wouldn't be too worried if all that was on this computer was his music, but recently he’s been using the Universe factory as a coverup to store documents from past business deals. Now this couldnt have been the work of some amaetur, in order to get past all his security takes some real skill, and to be able to do it without a trace? Hm…
Jihoon looks through his files, trying to catalog all the incriminating evidence.
“Tiger’s super wicked diss track?” he speaks in disbelief. When the fuck did Soonyoung get in his studio? And record a fucking distrack?
Jihoon runs a program to see the location of the last user to access his encrypted files. Nothing? Hmm… This is too random to be a coincidence, this person must've found his IP address and started from there. He decides to be bold and search his IP addresses on his self made database, it wouldn't hurt.
“ “FoundYou.com”? What the fuck?”
Well he hit the jackpot. He was able to look at who accessed this website in the past 24 hours and who interacted with the universe factory link. He traced the computer to a rural part of antarctica… ok that's definitely not the real location. He digs a little deeper finding layers and layers of security. He’s starting to think this may not be some silly hacker and could be a rival mafia pulling at strings. After an hour he’s confident he’s found the real address and hacker. About fifteen miles from him lives a Y/N L/N, full time student, studying in computer science, $10,437.76 in debt and an orphan… hm. He looks up your instagram and woah. He wasn’t expecting you to look like that. He sees your friends, finds their instagrams, just to see more pictures of you cover his bases. Your college friends speak highly of you, your highschool friends love you, oh wow even your elementary school friends still hang out with you. He digs a little deeper, just to know who he’s dealing with. You adopted a cat a year ago, a cat who visits the vet very often. Gestational blockages, broken arm, not eating, bladder infection… This cat seems like a handful.
“Bruno? Like Bruno Mars or Bruno from Encanto?” he whispers to himself.
You visited the hospital last year from a broken pinky, your dermatologist keeps increasing the strength of your acne medication, you take very strong pills for your cramps. Car accident when you were 7, therapy for 10 years and dead parents?… Figures.
Your credit card statement says a lot about you. $7 matcha lattes three times a week despite being in debt. $15 chipotle bowls and 12am Mcdonalds. You really like shopping at Adam and eve… freaky. You bought $100 worth of things from amazon yesterday. You sure do buy a lot of cat toys on amazon, this cat is spoiled. Hair dye, batteries, water bottles, 12 pound bag of skittles?
“Woozi, what are you doing?” Soonyoung whispers in his ear.
Jihoon jumps, “When did you even get in here?”
“You get too immersed in your work, but why are you on amazon?”
“None of your business get out! AND WHEN DID YOU RECORD A DISS TRACK IN HERE.”
Hoshi’s eyes widen and he quickly makes his exit leaving Jihoon alone again. He knows he’s being a creep but he doesn't have it in him to care. You’re just so interesting.
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“Bruno there's no one at the door stop growling.”
You open the door to show him no one is outside, but low and behold sitting outside your apartment is a large bouquet of hydrangeas… your favorite flower.
“The fuck?”
You further inspect the flowers, seeing a note in the center.
“My precious little hacker, I’ll be seeing you soon. P.S check your bank account - Woozi’s Universe factory.”
You drop the flowers. Oh my god.You figured something like this would happen but now that it's happening you're freaked out. God, you should have minded your business. Now the little money you had is probably gone as some sort of twisted revenge. As you login to your bank app you're sure you've lost your mind and you're seeing things. $20,000 was wired to your savings account.
“What the fuck.”
You know better than to touch this money. It’s too good to be true. But, this would pay off your debt and get you a better apartment… fuck. You check your email to see what time the money was wired only to see an email from your school saying there were changes made to your account. Can this day get any worse? But it somehow gets better, not only is your tuition paid but all your debt is cleared… you must've suffered a head injury and you're making all of this up while in a coma.
“Bruno, I might be killed in the next 7 days… Then you’ll have to fend for yourself.”
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“Bruno, I might be killed in the next 7 days.. Then you’ll have to fend for yourself.” your sweet voice rings out.
Jihoon had to see your reaction to his gift. He’s glad you didn't notice the green dot on your mac as he watched you through the webcam. He loves the way you talk to Bruno like he’s a human.
It took a lot of digging to figure out your favorite flower, it was one of your security questions for your bank app. He hopes you appreciate his generosity, it’s not everyday that he goes out of his way to spoil someone. He sees you looking absolutely bewildered and he can’t help but smile. But this smile quickly drops when you turn to your computer and your eyes widen, presumably seeing your camera is on.
“YOU FUCKING CREEP!” you scream as you power off your computer, leaving him staring at a blank screen.
He just smiles in response. He’s gonna have so much fun with you.
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The gifts don't end. Everyday at 4pm you arrive home and on your doorstep is something new, perfume, jewelry, bags, clothes, cat toys. This person must be rich. Though today the bell never rings. You even stand in your hallway looking for the delivery but it never comes.
“Well isn't that weird?” you say to yourself as you unlock your door.
“Bruno?” Usually he comes running up to you when you unlock your door.
You see Bruno inspecting a bright red gift box sitting on your kitchen counter. You stop dead in your tracks. How the fuck did they get in your apartment?
“Bruno! Move away from that.” you say and scoop him up.
Oh god. This is getting insane. Leaving the gifts on your doorstep is one thing but coming inside?
You stare at the gift for an hour. You're too afraid to open it. That is until it starts to vibrate. Is this a fucking bomb? You jump and open the box, seeing a brand new phone… Um Ok? The phone is receiving a call from an unknown number and obviously you don't answer it, setting the phone back down only for the same number to call again. You hesitantly answer.
“Hello?”
“Hi, my love.”
“Who is this?”
“Don’t worry about it, yet.”
“Ok, I’m gonna hang up.”
“Y/N, I wouldn't do that f I was you.”
“Stop being a fucking creep and sending shit to my door step.”
He just laughs.
“I left one more gift for you, why don’t you go look.”
You sigh and walk to your door, looking out the peephole first and opening it, picking up the large box.
“Are there killer wasps in here?” you sarcastically say.
“No, there are no wasps,” he laughs.
You open the box and pause, turning your head to your computer to see your camera is on.
“Are you watching me?”
“I’m always watching you, love.”
“God, youre a fucking creep, I should call the cops.”
“And tell them what? You tried to hack me and steal money from me? That you're a dirty little hacker and a thief?”
You’re starting to get upset, this is fucking insane.
“Open the box, love.”
You look at the computer and flip him off before opening the box. You gasp. This fucker sent you sex toys?
“ALL YOU DO IS SHOW ME HOW MUCH OF A FUCKING PERVERT YOU ARE!” you yell into the phone.
“Is it so bad I want my baby to feel good?”
“I’m not your baby! I don’t even fucking know you.”
“I know you don’t know me but I know you. I know everything about you. Your favorite color is blue, your favorite food is Japanese curry, though you eat kimchi fried rice the most. You adopted Bruno because you needed something to keep you company since you don't really date. Your best friend moved away eight months ago and you two don't really talk anymore. Should I continue?”
“What the fuck.” you say with wide eyes.
“Baby, don’t get scared. I’m just so in love with you I need to know everything.”
“Um.” What do you even say to this?
“And don’t pretend this isn’t your darkest fantasy. I’ve seen your tumblr search history.”
Your eyes somehow widen. He got you there. Just the idea of having a clearly rich man obsessed with you would be enough to make you wet if he wasn't a pervert.
“I want you to take out the shibari.”
You pull out a pretty blue vibrator. It’s even your favorite shade of blue.
“Ok?”
“I want you to use it for me.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Baby, I wouldn’t want to do things to make you upset, but I need you to listen to me. I’m not above blackmailing you and I’m sure you wouldn't want me to come snatch you up.”
Your jaw drops.
“Youre fucking crazy!”
“Baby, you just make me feel so many things for you.”
You groan, cursing yourself for ever being greedy and trying to steal.
“What do you want me to do?” you sigh out.
“Take off your pants and sit on your desk chair.”
“Do I have to?” you pout looking straight into the camera.
“Yes, baby. I want to see you.”
Why is this making you wet? God, you fucking hate that this is exactly the smut you would always search for. You groan at the situation, yourself, at this mystery pervert.
You shimmy out of your pants and sit in your desk chair. You put the phone on speaker and set it down.
“Now what?”
“Turn it on and rub it over your nipples.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I’m sure the guys waiting outside your apartment would love to do it for you.”
Your heart drops to your ass and you turn it on, quickly putting it on your nipple.
Jeez, this thing is powerful. You let out a breathy moan disguised as a sigh.
“Run it down your body.”
You slowly drag the vibrator down your body, your breathing becoming heavy.
“Put your legs up on the chair and put it on your clit over your panties, I wanna see you soak through them.”
You put the head of the vibrator on your clit a little too hard making you jump.
“Slow your roll baby.” he laughs, making you roll your eyes.
This vibrator is on a different level from the shitty ones you have. It feels like you're being stimulated throughout your whole body, everything is vibrating and you feel yourself leaking.
“I can see you getting wetter baby, fuck. I bet that pussy tastes so good.”
You moan, pressing the vibrator harder against you, feeling your toes curl.
“Does it feel good, baby?”
You close your eyes and nod, swallowing the shame. “It feels really good.”
“Move your panties to the side, let me see.”
You pull your soaked panties over and press the vibrator to your swollen clit. He lets out a deep groan. Jihoon can't believe his eyes, it’s like a dream come true. Your pretty pussy dripping wet just for him, you whining and moaning like all you can think about is cumming. He pulls out his hard cock, beginning to stroke himself, imagining he was fucking you. He would give it to you however you wanted, let you come as many times as you desired. No matter how bad you treated him, he would be on his knees begging to make you cum. The hold you have over him is unfathomable. You’re truly like an angel sent to heaven just for him and he'll be damned if he doesn’t get his hands on you. He doesn't even have it in him to feel bad about watching you, listening to you, exploring you. In his mind you’ve been his from the moment he first saw you. His to worship, spoil, love until the end of time. You’ve become his muse, his lyrics flow out with only you in mind, he makes songs with the purpose of you hearing them. You’ve taken him over completely and he is so irrevocably in love with you. You don’t even need to love him back, he already has enough love for the both of you, and it's not like he wouldn’t be able to force you. A little isolation does wonders on the brain.
“I need more,” you whine out.
“Tell me what you want.”
You just whine more in response, too embarrassed to speak. “You want to use your fingers?”
You nod furiously, opening your eyes to plead with him.
“Ok baby, slide two in for me. I want you to make yourself feel good.”
You listen and slide your fingers in, pumping them straight into your g-spot. You feel yourself on the verge of an orgasm, your moans becoming louder and more frequent.
“Turn it off”
Your eyes fly open. “What.”
“You heard me baby, turn it off.”
“No, no please I’m so close.”
“Y/N.”
You turn it off and throw it to the side, so insanely frustrated.
“What is your deal!”
“You’re not cumming unless it's around my cock, baby.”
This man never fails to surprise you. “And what makes you think I’ll fuck you?”
“Trust me when I say that won’t be an issue.”
“What makes you so sure I just won’t finish myself off when I hang up?”
“I’m always watching, baby. It’s crazy how small they make cameras nowadays.”
“Fuck you Woozi’s Universe Factory.” you say not even able to take yourself seriously.
He just laughs. “I’ll be seeing you soon my love.”
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“Is he named after Bruno Mars or Bruno from Encanto?” a deep voice rings out from your couch as you enter your apartment making you scream.
You turn to run out your apartment only to see two giants standing in your hallway blocking your exit. You groan and turn back around seeing Bruno sitting in the man's lap. Woah. Is this your stalker? Because if so, you have zero complaints. You’ve never been one to like guys with long hair, but his curls are just so hot and his lips.. How are they so plump? He’s wearing a tight black turtleneck and slacks with a gold chain. He looks so fucking hot, suddenly your not as pissed that he forced you masturbate for him.
“Who are you?”
“You know exactly who I am, my love.”
“I don't know your name. Do you want me to call you Woozi’s Universe factory?”
He breathes out a laugh. “My name is Jihoon, love.”
“I’m sure you already know my name and give me my fucking cat.” you go to grab Bruno who hisses at you. You gasp.
“You little traitor.” you growl. “The real Bruno Mars would never treat me like this.” you say threateningly to the cat.
“Ahh, Bruno Mars. I love that guy.” Jihoon says as he lifts the cat to look him in his eyes. “You want to stay with me don’t you?” to which the cat purrs.
You’re more shocked at your cat's betrayal than Jihoon breaking into your apartment.
“Y/N, sit with me”
“No.”
He raises a brow at you.
“Fine, but not because you asked.” you pout and sit next to him.
“Are you not scared?”
“Honestly, you're too cute for me to be scared of you. Like look at these cheeks.” you say and squeeze his cheeks making him grab your hand and pull it away from your face.
“You don’t know who you're messing with, my love.”
“I mean if you were going to kill me you would've done it already. And I know you're not going to anyway because why would you waste all this money on someone you were going to kill?”
He smiles. “So smart, baby.”
Why is he calling you baby and love? This is actually kind of spooking you.
“What do you want Jihoon?”
“I want you to come live with me.”
Your eyes widen. The fuck? Your feelings must be visible on your face because he continues.
“So, you just want me to get up and leave with you?”
“Yes.”
“Why would I come with you? You've done nothing but stalk and harrass me!”
“I’ve have not been stalking you, love. Everything I’ve done is a result of your actions. You decided to try to hack me which gave me access to everything.”
“You're just trying to manipulate me!” you say and stand up.
He looked deeply offended by this. “Manipulate you? Tell me one thing in what I said that's not true.”
He has a point. You're just grasping at straw to be honest. “What If I don’t want to go with you.” you pout and stomp your foot looking like a child.
“Then I’ll take you by force.” he says with a straight face.
Oh. You weigh your options. Would you rather live in this hell hole remaining broke and sad or go with him and drain his pockets? You don’t even know where he’s taking you, he could be bringing you to a cabin in the woods to lock you up and kill you. But it’s not like you have an option and you would much rather do this the easy way.
“Ok fine. But not because you told me to” God, you sound like such a brat.
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Six months later
“Jihoonnnnnnn.”
“Yes baby?”
“Can you buy me this?”
He groans. “Baby, what else could you possibly buy? You have it all.”
You show him your phone.
“Baby, you have this bag in three colors.” he deadpans.
“OK? This is my favorite color though.” You say like it's the most obvious thing on the planet.
Despite his grumbling he gets up and takes out his wallet, handing you his black card. Jihoon can never say no to you. Anything you ask for is yours, no matter what. Your life has completely changed since meeting him. You wouldn't say he’s your sugar daddy because you're equally as in love with him as he is with you, but, lord does he spoil you. You moved into his high rise apartment and completely renovated it to your taste without a single complaint from him. He bought you a new wardrobe, new cars, bags, jewels, anything you could ever dream of. And the sex.. It’s just incredible. And Bruno is as spoiled as ever. He’s Jihoon’s baby despite Jihoon pretending to dislike him. You know what Jihoon does for a living, that's none of your business though. All that you care about is keeping him and yourself happy. You’ve grown more than accustomed to this lifestyle, not knowing how you functioned before meeting him.
“Thank you Woozipoo”
“Stop calling me that” he groans.
“If you want me to stop you’ll get out this fucking studio and come to bed.”
He rolls his head to you. “Why would I do that?”
“So I can thank you for being so good to me.” you say into his neck making him groan.
“God, baby don’t say things like that.”
“I can’t tell my man how much I want to fuck him?”
“Get your ass in the bedroom.”
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Yippeeometer, Im gonna need those Mass headcanons please and thank you
IVE WAITED YEARS FR THIS DAY!!!!!! MASSHOLES RISEEE!!!!!!!! WE MAY NEVER SEE OUR FAMILIES FOR BOSTON TRAFFIC GODDAMNIT BUT WE ARE PROUD!!!!!!!
incapable of normalcy and i truly mean that.
look theres a very specific vibe to mass and its 'will call in a bomb threat to get himself out of doing stuff he hates'
I HATE HIMMMM
so insane he's beyond dark humor atp that man grew up with puritans trying to convince him nothing was fun and now makes ass jokes for a living. what a 180.
oh and hes irritatingly cool even though hes such a dick. he's got big beautiful eyes and youre laughing along even though hes absolutely mocking u.
sports arent just sports its his way of life. which is why he wants to DIE because the red sox SUCK BALLS
sat there like a renaissance painting of despair in a dark room as the red sox fumble another game. phone illuminated w/ ny and nj sending him videos of the play with the sound of their laughter pasted on top.
'jock mass' 'nerd mass' get real he would be that one guy on the school newspaper that gets banned within the week for posting articles that are wayyyyy too radical to be necessary
he's be a journalist i fear. i fear he turns up to ur press conference and tears instantly spring to ur eyes bc hes got this shiteating grin that just says hes going to drag yours and your grandmothers name through the mud.
yk what i dont even fear. i am PROUD. no better job for a petty hoe than to write thinly veiled insults all day everyday.
sat there cackling into his computer describing one of maine's books as 'so bad its become a hatecrime to a group that doesnt exist' whilst maine actively tries to throttle him
hes such a MESSY BITCH INSTIGATOR. killing him with a rock until he's dead.
i could go on and on and i shall. man collects degrees, but not for fun as we may presume. its to win arguments against people so he can just casually pull out 'as someone w a phd-'
ok sue me he and rado would be great together. bc mass the type of guy to need to be the most impressive person in the room and anythig's impressive when youre stoned. rado sat there gasping in shock as he ties his shoelaces. gay.
if theres one mental image i have of him its that he claims that coats are for pussies to piss of ny and then spends the next 100 years only wearing t shirts and jeans. catches hypothermia 10 billion times. virginia interrogated daily for his taste in men.
ok furthermore and he cant drive. have u ever been to boston. its like a fucking psa on how to die most efficently.
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bookworm-san, dear mutual. do you happen to have any more fem! light headcanons/thoughts? for healing, for the soul……… 😌
Darling. Gimme just a second to reread my posts on the AU and get my brain juices going again 🙏
(Also, fun fact: I do actually have my name in my lil bio bit lol! I don't think most people notice.)
Fem!Light during the Yotsuba Arc may have been more aggressive than canon Light about separating herself from a relationship with Misa, simply because it isn't assumed that "well, I'm the one who must have asked... I just can't figure out why" because that's not how her relationship dynamics work. She doesn't remember saying yes, she can't imagine why she would have said yes, Misa is clearly delusional and can fuck right off. Her aggression might be the only reason why Misa wouldn't white-knight his way into stopping the mutual lawlight murder attempt on their first "date" lmao. I can clearly imagine him trying to heroically interject and protect his girlfriend only for Light to shriek "fuck OFF Misa" so 'unfemininely' that it takes Misa a full fifteen minutes to reboot lmao.
This is me projecting because I'm a 100 pound girl with a-cups but I want Light to have small boobs (also canon Light has a flat ass anyway). Let me sexualize my body type for once, gimme that. Tiny lace bralettes, zero cleavage through a shirt neckline, barely a handful of titty and you can probably fit most of the boob in your mouth, but anybody who's interested in her either doesn't notice or actively likes it.
On a related note, average-ish height, like canon, so like 5'4 or 5'5, but small person. If that makes sense. I want people to be able to just pick her up with minimal effort because that means it would happen more often (I have friends who literally just throw me over their shoulders and walk away without asking me first) and she would fucking hate it and I think that's hilarious.
Flats-only girlie. Coward. Until L bullies her into heels for fetish purposes ONCE and Light has trouble walking and it makes her red-faced angry embarrassed which does NOT deter L in the slightest.
I think she'd wear her hair half-up half-down in a neat little clip in the back with bangs, it's very Professional and Pretty and intentionally chosen. She pigtail braids her hair at night Cinderella-style to keep it nice and L finds it annoying. The only time we would see it down in the canon timeline would be in solitary confinement, and the rain + foot scene and proceeding death scene (because that was immediately after).
For her death scene in particular, I think her hair would start up, as it usually is, but it would definitely have gone really askew and fallen out of the clip by the time she dies.
I really can't decide how exactly her relationship with Ryuk would change based on her perception of gender dynamics but I'm absolutely sure it would, whether or not we genderbend Ryuk as well. Idk, someone else help me flesh this one out bc it's all just a nebulous feeling in my head.
The daddy issues. Dude. The daddy issues would be so bad. Like, we already had "I desperately want my dad to think I live up to his expectations of me + dad is too busy with his job all the time to feel like a legit regular part of the family". Now imagine that combined with the fact that Soichiro just assumes Light has Woman Brain. "It's wonderful that you're top of your class and you're getting a degree, all capable women should go to college, but don't you think you should pick a less demanding career path so you won't have such a hard time having a family one day?? It's really sweet that you want to follow in my career path honey but I don't know if this job is good for girls like you". That scene with Namikawa would happen and L would praise her like canon and Soichiro's jaw would fucking drop. Ugh.
On a similar note I absolutely do not think Light would be able to stomach playing up the "I'm JUST a GIRL I CANT be KIRA 🥺🥺🥺" schtick even to draw some of the suspicion off of herself because canon Light already had such a hard time literally just not showing off and now add in fem! Light's inferiority complex. She would get so salty every single time people suggested it's not possible for her to be Kira ""even though I'm not"". The ONLY times she would be willing to play up the canon ditz act is when it makes her look a little careless, NEVER stupid.
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