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8054yamato · 11 months ago

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03/14/2024

I was wondering something yesterday. What makes the U.S.A be one of the leading powerhouses in the world, but also weak? Some will argue that we are the best country in the world, but I digress.

The things I will say in this post are just thoughts and I am not educated in everything there is to know about whatever topics I am going to engage in. Even I may not even believe in everything I will say. I am just rambling and letting imaginations go loose.

Anyways, I believe we are strong because we are by far the most diverse country in the world. That is a fact. You can travel to all the five main parts of Texas and experience a variety of cultures. For example, the methods they generally use to barbeque are different despite being in the same state. In other states, there are going to be cities or towns dominated by a culture that are a minority in the neighboring town.

What does this have to do with being strong, Ren? Well.. it is because different cultures produce different types of people. Some cultures will raise their children with tough love and whoop their ass when they do not get an A+. Some cultures are more lenient with their children by letting them badmouth their parents or giving them whatever they desire. A rising and popular culture that I have seen grow far more than ever and being normalized is the baby moms/baby daddy culture. This is most dominant amongst the Blacks and is also a trend I have seeing with the Hispanics as well, at least in my area.

At the end of the day, we are all equal as people, but we are not the same. Depending on what household you were raised in, you will have varying skill sets, characteristics, and personalities. With that said, anyone who immediately assumes an individual's traits based off of these general stereotypes are retarded. I say these to people who are genuinely using these stereotypes as a fact and not to the ones who reference it as irony or a joke because I actually love using stereotypes for dark banter/humor if the mood is there. I stated those stereotypes because it is in general. So do not take it like a be-all and end-all type of scripture you fuckers. Even if 5 children grew up under the same living conditions, standards, etc., they can still be vastly different and that is the best part about humans. At the end of the day, what gives the green light or red light on the more negative thoughts/traits is yourself. Each being has varying controls of that power. Those who can not control that will have their choice automatically chosen by the flow of the situation and personal feelings.

I think of children growing up as a blank canvas. Whatever they experience or think for themselves will be engraved onto them until they are able to start consistently self-reflecting. I know some young adults who can't get past the blank canvas stage. Those who can not do that are still considered children in my eyes because they still do not know better.

To wrap up the topic of children's culture affecting the U.S., I believe they are our future and how people parent them determine the future of our country. Because the U.S.A is so diverse, we have an incredible variety of people from good to bad and so the U.S. has a variety of bright and dark minds to use. The way I worded that sounded so fucking evil but you get my point.

Now, what makes us so weak? In the current era of 2024 where the internet runs dominant amongst the millennials and younger, I believe it is a blessing and a poison that is strengthened and stemmed by the fact that we are an open country. Foreign countries, the most notable one being China, are investing in American businesses freely while we can not invest in theirs. Now, I am too uneducated to engage in this topic for now, but I will continue my train of thought anyway.

Why is being an open country involved here, Ren? First, I will say close the borders because as far as I know, people outside of the Americas who are non-citizens can not enter without a Visa, a green light, or a have special case. Closing the borders in this country will only benefit us and crack down one of the leading downfalls of this country... drug abuse. How does this relate to the internet?

First off ban any dispensaries except for the certified medical ones. Two, a lot of these plugs will die out. Too many cases of these drugs being laced with Fentanyl is currently being shone on. Fentanyl is just one of many drugs to worry about and is currently a popular one. Closing off the borders can make the drug trade that much more difficult is the best choice. In my opinion, why should we open our borders to the one of the world's most dominant drug traffickers? It does not make sense for me. Obviously one of the biggest downsides to closing the borders is the prevention of people who are desperately in need.

This is an another trolley dilemma type of situation. Why should we sacrifice hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions of American lives who are struggling with drug usage for a foreigner countries' problems? I mean, those who flee to the U.S. are fleeing because Mexico can't fix their shit. Police working in accordance with the cartels, government officials bribed, and the list goes on.

The thing I do not get is why America is only helping halfway through. Either give it your all or don't. If America really wanted to help, I am sure our military power is far more than enough to suppress the drug kings of Mexico. There are probably more twists and turns that I do not know so I am shying out of that.

Wrapping to what I said earlier about us being an open country, countries, especially China, are investing in American businesses, that is a massive problem. A communist country who is also in accordance with enemy countries like India or North Korea is actively taking our information through TikTok or whatever services they have laid out. These tech giants like Google or Facebook are doing the exact same thing as China and are not any better or worse than them.

How is this negatively affecting the U.S. you may wonder. Words like "weaker" or "colder" are referencing a comparison between one and an another. As other powerhouse countries get stronger, America gets weaker and vice-versa. There is a shit ton of information being processed outside of these tech giants because we are an open country I think. I read a case somewhere where a stolen information from a private company regarding satellites were being used by a different country for their missiles. It was a fairly long time ago so it is fuzzy, but you get the point. It is crazy shit like that.

Social media even makes us weak. This new trend of sexuality culture is so fucking surreal to me. Like I said earlier, children are a blank canvas before they mature. With services like TikTok or Instagram, even if you grew up in a gentle, kind household, you can still get fucked up because of these platforms. This is a first-world type of problem. We are so comfortable relative to the rest of the world that we need to create new problems for ourselves.

What am I referencing exactly? The main and biggest trend in the west being sexualities. Why does a first grader need to know about the birds and the bees, the dicks and the vaginas? I had learned about pregnancy at the bare minimum in the 5th grade and more about it sex and related topics in the 7th grade. Why is it even a big deal? Like who you want to like regardless of someone's opinion, beliefs, or ideals. Why the fuck are we enforcing it on extremely young minds and why the fuck are teachers forcing their ideals onto students? I thought that shit was illegal like teaching religion for public schools or some shit. This shit pisses me off because these kids grow up thinking that males can get pregnant.

If you are transgender, good for you. But please be like Thailand's ladyboys. They are not confused that they are boys biologically, but they will still act and feel like a girl. They know to set their personal feelings aside for the facts. Most, if not all of the evidence being used by these fuckers enforcing sexuality to those age 5 are not even using science. They are teaching/preaching it because that is how they feel. Fuck off. I'd fuck a ladyboy before these types transgenders and I am straighter than a fresh printing paper. No hate to the transgenders who are not actually confused though. There are always idiots in every community who make it worse for the rest of you.

Another thing, the furry community. I have nothing against that hobby. It is the furthest hobby I will ever touch, but it does not harm anybody. Personally, I do not get the appeal, but go for it I guess. Why is pedophilia so prevalent in that community though? Too many groomer situations/stories I have read and even personally baited one out myself alongside a school friend.

That is what I mean when I said social media is also bad. Obviously there a ton of good shit you can get out of it, but I would argue there are just that many more bad shit too, maybe even more. These are what makes America weak.

There is a ton more shit I would like to say and I would love to. I have been typing for a bit too long and this post is kinda deep so this might be a topic for a different day. For some reason this post was unfulfilling so maybe not. I thought it was a good idea at the start and now I feel nothing but post-nut clarity.

Okay rambling over. Bye fags.

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rennyji · 1 year ago

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My mind is the general, and my body is the tank...

Herschel Walker, the football player, was a topic in my high school Health class. He was quoted as saying and believing, "My body is the tank and my mind is the general." In today's psychobabble psychiatry/psychology culture, especially American culture, people are encouraged "to say what they feel" and "do what you feel like". Whoever started this idiotic notion, has a few screws loose and clearly had a large and gullible following. In terms of how we feel, we should "feel for one another," "understand 'why' we feel the way we do," whether its anger, frustration, or even hunger. We might be angry because we're powerless, we might be frustrated because there's something we don't understand in school, we might be hungry because we made the wrong food choice despite 3 meals a day. When it comes to feelings, they should guide our actions and our speech. Everyday of this week, up until today (Friday), and with the exception of Tuesday, there has been a shooting. It started last Saturday. Saturday: Times Square migrant rooted shooting Sunday: Joel Osteen Church shooting Monday: subway shooting Wednesday: mass shooting at Super Bowl celebration Thursday: a teen rooted subway shooting This is all in the span of one week and because the retarded western culture, encourages or doesn't thwart,"doing what you feel."

It's scary how primal or primitive these actions are.

I'm irritated that I have to spell out everything like this.

But even Christ would get irritated when he had to spell out everything to His disciples. He spoke in parables and wanted people to extrapolate a meaning, that was appropriate, for a given moment, of a given person's life. This provides infinite meaning to a story.

If He spelled out everything, there would be one interpretation, and you wouldn't strive for meaning in your own life. Through living each day, you figure out things from talking to people, from working, from seeing life as it happens. This becomes part of who you are, and becomes part of your values and personality.

I've bumped into some interesting people in life, offering interesting perspectives, that have stuck with me. One of them once told me, which led me to contemplate, "I'm grateful for the things I have, and 'also what I don't have.'" "Don't have," I thought? That's what I mean...living each day, learning from conversation, using that acquired lens to analyze your own life, & maybe connect it with a novel or a Biblical story. But point is, I cannot spell out everything about me, about life, because it would lead a person to write forever, and I don't like entertaining the fools that are the orchestrators of my life.

Fools for me, are like what my physics teacher once told me. There are those who "appreciate physics" and "those who study physics." "One watches" the lecture in wonder or distraction, "one acts" through internalizing the knowledge. One indulges in the tantalizing, the other learns and adapts their life. But I can't spell out everything always. Life isn't about spoon feeding.

When it comes to the shooters, on all days of this week, whether it was, because, they were rival gangs acting on something "the other said," or someone trying to eliminate the police chasing them, someone wanting to give h*ll to a million people minding their own business,

All of the above, are acting on either: anger/rage, fear/paranoia, or envy/jealousy/hatred, respectively, in terms of the above situations.

You cannot act on how you feel, do what you feel, say what you feel.

The retards in my situation do some much polluting just with their style of speaking, alone, and what they put out, on my behalf. Their goal is what sells, what's tantalizing. In the physics teacher example, I'm someone who encourages: not physics appreciation, but physics studying, or "action." I don't like wasting my time on those looking for their next high or drug fix, in terms of a feeling. The retard youth voices have done immeasurable damage to an already decaying culture, along with their higher ups, encouraging conspiracy around one individual by the many.

You apply feelings to "understand" "why you do" things, "why you say" things, or "to help you make a right decision" on what to say, what to do. This might be called etiquette, or some class, and the tantalizing retards in my situation, might connect this with some idea of me being "elitist"...again implies an idea rooted from a subset of people, from diction and concept behind the word choice.

You also apply feelings and emotions to empathy, or at the very least: sympathy, in the form of "offering your thoughts/good wishes/a prayer." You use it to feel the pain of others and do something for them, to feel your own pain, and do something about it. You don't just get high on an antidepressant/antipsychotic or on marijuana to suppress what you don't want to feel.

If you use feelings/emotions to guide your actions and speech, you suddenly aren't an impulsive animal. What you say and do becomes of substance. Cats eat when they're hungry, but a man or woman fast during Ramadan or the Christian Lent. Animals use hunger to immediately eat. A man or woman uses the pain of hunger as an offering to God. In the latter, a human being lives in meaning, whereas the animal simply stays as the animal - a victim of biology and genetics.

If you're angry in Congress (Legislative Branch of American government), you shouldn't threaten your co-worker with a fist fight. You should use your anger to concentrate, and say something useful. If you're angry in Congress, you should not necessarily oust the Speaker of the House or impeach the Homeland Secretary. You should let the anger "drive you", "fuel you" to solve the immigration problem, to maybe pull that all nighter to get something passed right away. If you're frustrated about your court case, you shouldn't storm in and make a scene and get into subjective topics like race. Or, conversely, if you're furious about your court case, you shouldn't come out of it, making empty accusations in a word dance, that cannot be extrapolated.

So Herschel Walker, the football player was who I started with, at the beginning of this blog post.

He said "my mind is the general, and my body is the tank."

So, in the army, there is the tank: a vehicle. Inside it, is the driver of the tank.

Likewise, in this day and age, where the soul is dying, the body is like the vehicle. The mind or the soul, is the driver, of the vehicle that is the body. How I wish, I could convey these ideas to my parents, who don't understand or listen, and who are from another time and place...or my doctor who doesn't see these topics as priority because a situation tells him to shut me up or ignore me.

Christ said the body and soul are always at war, so that neither gets what it wants. This division between mind and body is what produces a disciplined entity or the ideal human being. He also says, "Where your heart is, there also will be your treasure." In this context, as the same line can be applied with different meanings elsewhere, if your heart or interest is in your mind, you'll be a kind and intelligent person. If your heart is in your pants, you'll be a pimp or prostitute. In our lives, the body and spirit need to be balanced. The division and disagreement between body and spirit, helps make a decision, form speech, form an action. From this disagreement, which is a conscious war in the head, you are prevented from doing "what you feel". You, instead do, what is right. But again, Herschel Walker. My body is the tank, my mind is the general. He was someone short for his age, growing up. But he set his mind to becoming taller. By setting his mind to it, in another form of where he set his heart, he found his treasure: in becoming 6 ft tall, by using his desire for height to drive him to do an intense cardio and weight lifting routine, contributing to his accelerated stature.

His mind commanded the tank of his body, to becoming taller, through years of hard work and dedication. He willed it into becoming reality, by toiling away his life, or by instilling extreme effort. I've often wondered: who am I? When I talk, is that me? When I think in my head, is that me?

Because I practice mindfulness, I know that I am like a chariot driver. My horses are pulling me: the chariot driver. What pulls a person, one way or the other? His emotions, his feelings, his commitments. Normally, a chariot driver, drives the horses, or commands the horses in different directions. Likewise, the human mind, drives the horses of his emotions/feelings to producing a result, whether it's becoming a doctor, winning a girl, or becoming taller.

Now in my mind reading/mind control situation, I, who dreamt of the potential of my mind, am enslaved to pure idiots and powerful people with powerful technology. What they do, based on my aforementioned metaphor/analogy (whichever it is), is that they replace the chariot driver with someone who ties the chariot driver up, while he steers the emotions and feelings and the rest of the body. "This individual is from a separate event, happening simultaneously with what is publicly known." He proxies the brain mapping/fMRI cr*p, by intercepting their wave/signal and applying it, himself, as though its all the loser orchestrators directly. This part about the "separate event individual" was not in original crime tips a decade or more ago. Other than that, been writing same thing over and over, since all that time ago. I keep writing, thinking, "it looks like it's being seen this time and that will lead to someone giving me proof (vs evidence) I need to stop this from happening to me. (Like someone seeing an SOS from someone on a deserted island) I provided immense detail. Call records, time of calls, emails, what I saw/heard, who I saw/heard, who I suspected, that some form of anonymous social networking and stalking and hacking. The complaints were written at onset of situation, without my brain's will to spell things out and survival instinct being diminished from sedatives, emphasizing the notion of observations, like something seeing through my eyes, which implies other things. Original and untainted crime tips and complaints were sent to the FBI (complaint form, crime tips, emails, recorded data packets from Wireshark, screenshots of tip submissions with date and time), CIA (FBI not responding), Department of Defense (left message about military tech being abused), US Marshalls (emailed tips), District Attorney (sent invasion of privacy in complaint form), Federal Trade Commission (phone calls hijacked/texts/emails hacked), FCC (phone calls hijacked/texts/emails hacked), SUNY system (over Albany abusing power and putting me on disciplinary probation for inquiring about my situation), news channels (news tip on event with hope of help investigating ... scary at time cuz wasn't sure if I lost my mind and was bringing unwanted attention)-things were sent in some shape or form. (My guess, something is investigating the mind controllers as they go nuts, with respect to the latter part of these 10-12-16 years. My problems worsened with the "separate event individual" which could be an elaborate rouse to make me think law enforcement is finally investigating my situation or to do one of those: "we're not those people, that's them" or "they're part of that group, that's not us" type sentiments. Prior to this individual, this h*ll seemed almost manageable.) By disabling me (the chariot driver), the idiots with the technology, manipulate my emotions, feelings, i.e. the horses, to pull me: the chariot driver, in different directions. By depriving me of me-my values, my beliefs, my religion, my dreams-I'm led to go against my norms, whether its through a bad diet, a bad form of spending, or something else. I become something like a cat that has to eat when it suddenly feels hungry.

--- I have trouble sleeping because of what transpires, both directly and indirectly. It leads me to falling asleep, for periods, during the daytime. My doctor tells me, "try your hardest, not to sleep during the day," because it leads to a vicious cycle of not being able to sleep during the night. But "to try not to fall asleep during the day", I need will power. Will power comes from executive functioning. Executive functioning comes from the frontal cortex of the brain, which the mind controllers are determined to suppress, to further their goals, by diminishing my focus and Will. From the perspective of the chariot driver, because someone has me tied up, I can't tell the horse that are trying to pull me in the direction of the sleep, Not To. The horses just do what they want. To further the mind reading/mind control, intentionally, or as an unintended consequence, blood circulation to the head is noticeably diminished, leading to impaired focus and reduced comfort and also probably is an added factor towards insomnia from discomfort-Realized in comparison to the post scalp massager feeling or post headstand feeling and how the relief quickly dissipates as you continue with the day. I can't tell the doctor about these specifics, nor my parents, because the orchestrators "forbid me talking about my situation" or parents/doctors are forbidden from"talking 'to' me about situation." Results in a high likelihood of foul play and everyone blaming me for the random things that happen.

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I longed to tell my parents this: about the chariot driver and horses image, "but they ARE sooo lost in everyday things," I'm not even sure: where to begin with trying to get them to understand this very big CONCEPTUAL thing, which I, then, need to translate, from English to their native dialect. For all intents and purposes, I'm alone in my circumstance.

In the beginning of my situation, I thought if it's happening, let me do some good. Let me strain my mind and spell everything out to an impulsive group of people. But I realize some of you will always be lost. I write this with the hope, someone knows my story, and "the detail" to what's happening. People tend to dismiss everything that happens, at a high level. They don't dig further. They don't care to know the specifics. So my interest in sharing this, is twofold: selfish and selfless. I need someone out there, to know the extent, or micro details, to how this is happening, because my parents and doctors don't care to know. The selfless side to this, is, maybe you'll look inward, be mindful, and be the chariot driver, instead of the horses of the chariot driver.

There is a time to look up, look straight ahead, and inward. You look inward, when you need to think through a problem. You look straight to keep your eyes open for a solution, and you look up when its time to leave to God to handle the results after you do your best, your part.

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pesterloglog · 1 year ago

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Karkat Vantas, Jade Harley

Act 5, page 3972-3973

carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG]

CG: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING NOW.

GG: pw.

CG: SERIOUSLY, WHY DID YOU GO BACK TO SEE HER? YOU DIDN'T MENTION THIS LAST TIME.

GG: listen fuckass

GG: i am going to need a password before we continue

GG: plz <3

CG: RIGHT, OK.

CG: LET'S SEE IF I CAN REMEMBER, IT WAS PRETTY ELABORATE IF I RECALL, OK HERE GOES.

CG: I'M A DISGUSTING WORTHLESS BILGESACK ON THE GARGANTUAN TEAT OF A LABORING, LEPROUS MUSCLEBEAST. MY SELF ESTEEM IS SO SMALL, ITS EXISTENCE IS A MATTER OF CONJECTURE AMONG THEORETICAL PHYSICISTS. I SMELL SO BAD, THE STENCH CANNOT BE EXPRESSED WITH EVEN THE MOST ELOQUENT, FLORID LANGUAGE. THE ODOR MY BODY MAKES HAS MADE POETS CRY. I HAVE WON SPECIAL AWARDS FOR DISCOVERING NEW PLACES TO TOUCH MYSELF EROTICALLY WHILE FARTING. I UNFAIRLY PULVERIZE THE COMPETITION IN ASSHOLE PAGEANTS, AND I HAVE RECEIVED A LIFETIME BAN FROM UGLY CONTESTS BY PRESIDENT SHITFACE HIMSELF. MY BLOOD IS NOT FIT TO FLOW THROUGH A SEWER, AND MY SIGN IS A PICTOGRAPHIC SYMBOL THAT LOOSELY TRANSLATES AS "PLEASE HIKE THESE PANTS UP TO THIS GUY'S ARMPITS, CHAIN HIM TO A FLOGGING JUT, AND MAKE A FUCKING EXAMPLE OUT OF THIS SORRY SACK OF SHIT." WHEN I LOOK IN A MIRROR, MY REFLECTION SLOWLY SHAKES HIS HEAD WHILE I WET MYSELF IN SHAME.

GG: ....................... :|

CG: WHAT, THAT WAS IT, WASN'T IT. HOW WAS THAT NOT FUCKING IT, DID I FORGET AN APOSTROPHE SOMEWHERE?

GG: no karkat, that was not quite the password

GG: but you were on the right track :p

CG: CAN WE JUST TALK NOW

GG: do you even remember the right password?

CG: SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF GRATUITOUS SELF DEPRECATION FORCED INTO MY MOUTH, INVOLVING REFERENCE TO SOME KIND OF WEIRD HUMAN COUPLING RITUAL?

GG: youre being deliberately dumb

GG: it was...

GG: IF I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH, THEN WHY DON'T I HATEMARRY MYSELF?

GG: remember?

GG: i was just using the password system to poke a little fun at you, and you turn it into this whole overdramatic thing, jeeeeez.

CG: HAHA! WHEE.

CG: CAN WE GET DOWN TO FUCKING BUSINESS AGAIN?

GG: i wonder if we will ever be able to start a conversation without having a ridiculous argument about the password system?

CG: IF YOU WOULD DROP THE PASSWORD SYSTEM AND LET FUTURE ME TALK TO YOU, HE MIGHT BE ABLE TO GIVE YOU AN ANSWER.

CG: SPOILER: THE ANSWER WOULD BE NO, BECAUSE THE PASSWORDS ARE RETARDED.

GG: why would i want to do that??

GG: the only guy whos dumber than past karkat is future karkat, and vice versa!

GG: i have this on good authority from both sources

CG: I STILL THINK YOUR USE OF THE TERMS IS KIND OF ASININE, THERE REALLY IS NO PAST OR FUTURE KARKAT FROM YOUR VIEW

CG: THERE'S KARKAT WHO KNOWS LESS STUFF AND KARKAT WHO KNOWS MORE STUFF. WHY NOT JUST GATHER THE FACTS FROM THE ONE WHO'S GOT THE LOWDOWN ALREADY?

CG: I MEAN, I'D DO IT MYSELF, BUT I CAN'T STAND THE GUY.

GG: you see, that is your problem

GG: okay, one of your many, many problems...

GG: you have no patience to do things the right way, youre always just looking for the shortcut!

GG: even if doing so has brought you nothing but trouble a hundred times before

GG: it is sort of funny that the only thing standing in your way is one of your other problems, your preposterous self loathing

GG: so you cant even trust your future self to help you cheat!

GG: its like you have so many problems, they cancel each other out

CG: THAT'S NOT THE ONLY THING STANDING IN MY WAY. YOUR STUPID PASSWORDS ARE ALSO STANDING IN MY WAY. IF NOT FOR THAT I COULD BE FAST TRACKING THIS TO SOLUTION CITY FOR US BOTH.

GG: exactly :D

CG: OK, WHATEVER, LET'S JUST GET ON WITH THIS "LINEAR CONVERSATION" OK?

GG: ok

CG: SO YOU GAVE ME THAT SILLY PASSWORD, AND WE ENDED OUR CONVERSATION A FEW MINUTES AGO FROM MY END

CG: AND I SCANNED AHEAD LOOKING FOR A GOOD MOMENT ON YOUR TIMELINE TO PICK IT UP AGAIN

CG: AND I NOTICE YOU WENT BACK TO SEE HER AGAIN FOR SOME REASON

GG: yes

CG: SO I'M JUST WONDERING WHY

CG: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FROG BREEDING, I THOUGHT WE WERE ON A ROLL WITH THAT

GG: yes, we still are!

GG: this little detour was related to that task. we should be nearly done.

CG: WHAT WAS SHE EVEN SAYING TO YOU, I CAN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD OF THAT HORRIFYING GIBBERISH.

GG: i can understand her just fine!

CG: I STILL DON'T REALLY GET IT.

CG: WHY MY DENIZEN WAS SUCH A NIGHTMARE WHILE YOURS APPARENTLY GIVES YOU GUTTURAL PEP TALKS IN SOME BYZANTINE MONSTER LANGUAGE.

GG: we already talked about this

GG: echidna and i have an understanding now ;)

CG: OOH, VAGUE BULLSHIT, IT'S THE EXACT FUCKING THING I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF.

GG: well maybe if you werent in such a grumpy hurry all the time you wouldnt have killed your denizen so quickly

GG: you might have actually learned something!!!!!!

CG: HUGE UGLY MONSTERS ARE FOR KILLING, PERIOD.

GG: did you ever talk to kanaya about it?

CG: I DON'T REMEMBER, MAYBE?

CG: I'M A BUSY GUY, JADE. I TALK TO A LOT OF PEOPLE ABOUT A LOT OF STUFF, INCLUDING MYSELF.

GG: her situation was very similar to mine

CG: I THOUGHT SHE KILLED HER DENIZEN TO LIGHT THE FORGE OR SOMETHING

GG: it doesnt sound like you got the whole story

GG: or maybe you just werent listening to her :p

CG: WELL I SURE DON'T THINK IT WAS WHATEVER YOU DID

CG: AND IN ANY CASE I THOUGHT ALL THAT WAS OVER WITH

CG: WHY ARE YOU BACK, WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH FROG BREEDING?

GG: this was kanayas suggestion

CG: KANAYA'S STILL HELPING YOU?

GG: yes!

GG: im talking to her right now actually

CG: OH

CG: I SEE HER ACROSS THE ROOM, SHE'S NOT TALKING TO ANYONE ON A COMPUTER NOW.

GG: durrr, of course not, shes from a different time than you genius

CG: WHICH TIME

GG: a few hours in your future!

CG: AH, I SEE HOW IT IS.

CG: YOU WON'T TALK TO FUTURE KARKAT UNTIL I JUMP THROUGH YOUR FUCKING PASSWORD HOOPS AND BECOME HIM EVENTUALLY

CG: BUT YOU'LL TALK TO FUTURE KANAYA JUST LIKE THAT. DOUBLE STANDARD ANYBODY??? JADE SAYS YES PLEASE.

GG: you are so ridiculous, i have kanaya using the same password system as you

GG: she is just a little further ahead on my timeline is all

GG: it would be pretty hard to keep you both synced up!

CG: I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T WANT SHIT SPOILED FROM THE FUTURE THOUGH.

GG: yeah, from MY future, i dont want you guys telling me the things i do before i do them because you talked to future me!

GG: but knowing a few things about your future doesnt really matter, NOT that i am going to tell you any of it, so dont ask

CG: I THINK I AM ON THE VERGE OF BECOMING A RELIGIOUS PERSON, I JUST DON'T KNOW WHERE ELSE TO TURN TO REMOVE THE AWESOME SUFFERING THAT TROLLIAN'S TEMPORAL CHAT BULLSHIT MIRACULOUSLY CONTINUES TO INFLICT ON ME.

CG: MAYBE THE MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS WILL COME AND TAKE MY PAIN AWAY?? OH YES, THAT SOUNDS HEAVENLY.

CG: JADE, PLEASE EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO PAINT MY FACE TO OUTWARDLY REFLECT THE BEAUTY OF MY INNER AWAKENING, AND DRUB MY THINK PAN MERCILESSLY TO REDUCE MY INTELLIGENCE TO THE LEVEL NECESSARY TO SUSTAIN THESE BELIEFS.

GG: siiign, what are you even talking about?

CG: ARE WE ALMOST DONE CRAFTING THIS "MASTER PLAN"?

CG: I HAVE STUFF TO ATTEND TO HERE. MY TEAM IS FALLING APART.

CG: AND I CAN'T FIND GAMZEE ANYWHERE. I'M WORRIED HE MIGHT HAVE WANDERED OFF SOMEWHERE AND GOT HURT.

GG: aw

GG: well...

GG: youll find him

CG: I THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T TELLING ME ABOUT MY FUTURE.

GG: i know, i made an exception

GG: but only one!

CG: LET'S MOVE THIS ALONG. JUST UPDATE ME ON THE FROGS, AND GIVE ME A NEW PASSWORD, OK?

GG: kanaya thinks we should all talk about this

GG: she says youre important to consult on the matter, but the you from her time is too busy

CG: BUSY WITH WHAT?

GG: :x!!!!!

GG: she is opening a memo

#homestuck #karkat vantas #jade harley #homestuck act 5 #page 3972 #page 3973 #homestuck act 5 act 2

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superbpoetrytheorist01 · 1 year ago

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THESE PAST FEW MONTHS I'VE BEEN ASKING QUESTIONS (!!!)

SO! Mfn, there were 2 little boys and this lady mfn being in my apartment after the Bitchems' Squad debacle. One night at the height of (1 COUNT 'EM ONEEE!) Me telling him I'll lmao post his ass to FB if he keep on effing playing with me. You know, the ujje. No draegs, no itty bitty twiddy dollar bills, no donuts because he takes the WHOLE MFn BOX BACK after a few hours. Fn f.

The lil boys was having a REAL FUN TIME looking at all the shit I had on the shelf and how cool my apartment was. Lol lame as-f. The real lil pleb was holding the big bulbous torch I got from a nazi bitch that likes to drive around but likes to not get any sex if he wants to try and control me. Bitch YOU? (I'm not even gonna say bitch me out. Bitch YOU?)

They haven't even seen the name brand torches I was starting a collection with... lol another bitch tried to steal my Bayek torch light, I posted it on FB next he could suddenly be found mfn stalker was cowering to the words "It's on in heaven or in hell, forever." Thinking I'll forget or be nice. [Hood coward.]

Fuckin bitch liked me too much.

Anyways...

ONE NIGHT. JMan, Rudeahh Booty Boy, and Titus the litti bitti boodyguard come to my door with the keys they somehow have for it. Either they copied them or stole them, but either way they buh bumped the door and I've FOREVER AND A DAY been trying to understand why THREE TF THREE people don't just barge their way in. I'm on the line, the door crack, tryna offer him a "Cardi deal" (from the business lady getting plays and ways down to the Caribbean niggas) TO: TWOOO: Go away forever without getting arrested, letting me sleep for tonight. They coulda actually met me outside later. But they kept fucking playing with me. Little kittens. Stupid bitches. My boody guard was cool tho. after a while, and this is what I didn't say: Y'all. This is what tripped me up:

[They were afraid of the knife.]

After getting tired of me not wanting to have the ugliness of violence and the tediousness of the explanation phase be upon me, to make the whole thing not on me,

when they separated from the middle of the hallway to apparently gang up on Titus, and they were stepping in ballerina counts towards Titus,

[DISOBEYING ME] when I told them to desist.

and right now I gotta mention they were buh bumping the door mfn at least every minute or few minutes.

Before they got to the middle of the hallway, which was my door, I tossed the knife to Titus cause I knew she could handle herself if it came down to protecting herself. AND in the best way. It should've been fun to get them legally. Fuckin retards.

GUESS WHAT HAPPENS NEXT.

THE FUCKING KNIFE.

[Goes in and out from under the door.]

GUESS WHO FUCKING IS DOING IT.

LMAO

TITUSSSS LMAO

WTF?

I go WTF.

So are they or aren't they saying open the door anymore?

Bitch...when I tell you...

Bitch.

YESSSSS (mf!)

THEY ARE: still

KEYWORD: STILL

telling me to open the door, but I guess this time it's cause she'll get hurt... same same but DIF-FER-ENT!

MFS REALLY WANTED ME TO CALL THE POLICE.

Idk if they knew that the phone Titus had was sitting there ON in the fucking kitchen next to the door, or if they were gonna wait until ( ... )

No, you get it. Bitch ass bitches really got away without me saying the world to them, or making them do sexual acts. Yeah, that sounds bad, maybe I would've told them to do it as rent or go away.

PEOPLE MAKE ME SO MAD WHEN I HAVE THE MONEY FOR THINGS, BUT CAN'T GET IT BECAUSE THEY'RE LYING.

They came through with some crushed up that Titus sneezy wondered her arm to while ALL OF ITTTT was sitting on my phone. Oh yeah, the retards stole my phone and tablet. They better not have given it to my stalker.

[Retards were probably there for that.]

CONTROL ME?

Hashtag you're not doing it right, retard.

[I just remembered that part about how I had the knife first a few days ago.]

I knew something was retarded cause if ALL I HAVE TO DO is press a few numbers, tell them what happened, wait for the (metaphorical or not) mess to be cleaned up, mfn go on about my day, then NAWWW- lemme deel wit sum retards.

-- This was a story, "better than drugs".

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not-your-lifeline · 4 years ago

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I'm playing DBH for the first time and Connor's dialogues are awkward as f lmao

Most of times he's so oblivious and practically aggravating everyone around him

I'm like

BOI. Do you REALLY have to say it like THAT.

#DBH #Detroit Become Human #Connor #RK 800 #shitposting #those choices are not what I expected at all #why isn't there a choice to stay silent like in Walking Dead series #this android can't keep his mouth shut for 5 minutes #connor plz #if he's aware that someone's personal issues are none of his business then DON'T mention it in conversation #like are you trying to start a fight or something #when Hank gives a look as if Connor's retarded that's how I feel too lol

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the-firebird69 · 2 months ago

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Lana Del Rey - Summertime Sadness (Official Music Video)

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I knew the story about this lady and I knew why she did it she did it because he was already gone and his brain was deteriorating and I knew it was in the summertime but I didn't know about Saturn and Jupiter and a lot of these Mac proper can't handle their own plan that's probably a good reason for it and they shut their own people out in their own people responded with what else can I do. And the lady next door to the laundromat doesn't have much to do with it now she does she knew the woman and she said that you have ruined us and I want to ruin you the woman died and her husband died and they're gone and Mac daddy is in trouble and he says what am I supposed to do and she says to yourself or something do yourself and the boy probably has a reason for doing this as soon as I supposed to blame this f****** retard and if you fall for it you fall for it it's tough this life is tough isn't it you f****** foul idiots hahaha so they didn't laugh but I did those are just sitting there saying our way sucks we just die and who gives a s*** and that's what it is but he says when it comes close and people more than just max set it up cuz they want the max to fight and to leave and the chicken s**** is probably foreigners and she said oh oh and it's kind of a lackluster attempt and you stink so I got the point that Hera is helping I do see what she's saying we avoid fights and s*** like that but they're in trouble and it's the forg and they do need them to fight and they need us to and we are just kind of crappy. We're going to end up wiping each other out and a group will be gone and he's wondering what the hell that would do and he would take the territory and below as well foreigners will take some and Max will take some but not much because they're going to be busy and he needs the territory for some reason but our plan is rude and gross and it's found out and we're in trouble

Lily

Steelers see what he's saying we're seeing it these things roll in and they could be armed and we're in trouble and somebody put them up there and we think that it might be the masses

Trump

That's a distinct possibility but the Mac proper planned it and they're blaming people and they used them as a vehicle and they're blaming me too it was a Mac proper guy who killed himself and it's Lily's song and she's saying you think the lady sung it. And he says it's not my fault it sounds like her and it is sort of and she said that's terrible and I don't have a soul and stuff like that so that's why I don't know and she started to get a little sick and we do know that and she does it to him and he's trying to get away from that rubber stick of hers. I'll tell you what it's kind of a nuisance but that's how they live it's better he says cell phones can cause you harm that's terrible. But honestly the sun is just and it is irksome but really they planned it and people know about it and she's about to jump and he goes well it looks like mac proper and she says what choice do I have you going to serve and we think she jumped anyways it's all over for her and the guy but yeah he's right she needs to know they do these things to each other and they're horrible too

Mac daddy

It's a very disturbing song it was only a year into it and they couldn't handle it and that's not good and they're the ones planning it and that's not good either and she says that the clans are not nobody's and they're not brainless that they actually engineer this stuff and that's not good either it could be the TMax to want to bother an engineering I just want to walk in and take it like you dumb f**** and he says that it's probably true and that's horrible

Trump

We could be very wrong about this yeah things are not going that well he says if he gets the Saturn it's a call for us to go there when they have certain things powered up maybe and there's other signs that say that we hesitate to do it because we're not really ready but if they're building stuff and getting ready we need to know about it and yeah we want people to gang up on them and it might happen if he says they would know that that's been happening on Earth for many millennia it's true too they're formidable foe and we're treating them like they're nothing because we want people to think that and it might not be right you can change it that's what we're up to yeah

Macs

Olympus

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naoyas90dayfiance · 3 years ago

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(NSFW) Be my girl Naoya Zen'in x F!Reader

NSFW Be my girl Naoya Zen'in x F!Reader

Only +18 readers, please 💖. No minors.

Word count: 4k

Dedicated to: the anon and a current bestie on my blog that said they would like this idea to be written. i hope you like it c:

Summary: You're a young college professor who happens to upset the Zen'in Naoya, the son of the founder of the university. Don't worry, though, he wants to give you a chance of making things right.

Fic's ingrendients: penetrative sex, oral sex (m. and f. receiver), misogynistic underlines, slight manipulation, very graphic descriptions of sexual activities

Warning: the reader is being recorder without her consent but naoya makes sure that it doesnt affect u dont worry just trust him.

💖fic under the cut💖

"Does someone have any questions about Kant's theory on morality?" Your students remained silent, their eyes glued to your figure behind the podium. Some of them were still taking notes from the slides projecting on the wall behind you.

"You're dismissed for today," you said after a minute of silence passed.

The room became chaotic. Everyone was closing their notebooks, putting their pencils away, taking out their phones and starting conversations with each other. That's when you heard it:

"I hope you learned something today, misogynistic jerkface," a girl with brown hair shouted across the room. Her eyes popped out of her face when she gazed upon Naoya, who chuckled at her comment.

"Know your place, Misao," the comment made you look up from your notes.

"You don't know your place. You are always telling women, and to my friend, that her stupid role with your stupid ass was to serve you and walk behind you. You're a user," you could hear the adrenaline starting to accumulate in your female student's voice. "You're misogynistic, dumb, retarded, IMMORAL and-"

"Misao, plea-," you tried to intervene but were interrupted.

"Every woman has the role to serve her man," your eyes darted to the fake blonde in the front line. He had already picked up his things.

"Naoya," you loudly said. "don't talk to your classmates like that. If you have a belief, which is outdated by the way, then keep it to yourself and don't harm others with it." All of your students cheered, men and women alike. "Do not bring that kind of thinking to this classroom. And make sure to check yourself first, it's clear that you have a problem." Your students audibly clapped to your comment. You could feel a sense of pride in your chest. However, you couldn't miss the rageful and predatory look Naoya was giving you.

After the big moment passed, you found yourself picking up your notes and pens. Then, as the students left, but one, you went to your laptop and turned it off along with the projector that you used for the class. Finally, you heard the door of the classroom close.

"I can fire you for what you did," you deeply inhaled after hearing Naoya's comments.

"Zen'in, I will not tolerate disrespectfulness in my classroom."

"She was disrespecting me."

"It sounded like something you started."

"What happens outside of the classroom is none of your business."

"And you can't tell me you're going to fire me."

"Why not?"

"You're not my superior."

"My father owns the place."

“There he is again,” you thought.

"I will not tolerate bad behavior from my students, my superiors, or their children."

"You should. After all, you're getting paid more than the rest," you looked at him with widened eyes. "Don't you think I don't know about your raise. My uncle approved it, it was because of your nice ass," you furrowed your brows, your heart started to beat faster for the younger Zen'in exposed your sudden raise of salary that no one told you from where it came from.

"You're young. You obviously don't realize the benefits that being a woman brings to you," Naoya was now walking towards your desk. You started to put your things inside of your briefcase faster.

"Don't touch me," you flinched when you felt Naoya's hand on your shoulder. He was now looking down on you.

"Drop the act, there are no more students here. Your hour passed and you're not my professor anymore. You're only a pretty girl, who is quite young to be here. How old were you again?" Naoya's eyes were now examining your features, his gaze went not-so-discreetly to the outline of your bust.

"That's none of your business."

"Uh? Professor Y/N is a private person, I see. I do remember reading that you were younger than me."

"If that bothers you, then study and work more and try to get to where I am," you locked eyes with him, your chest felt hot in a mix of emotions.

"Didn't know that my pretty girl could bite. You looked so innocent in the photo of your resume," Naoya's hand went again to your shoulder. You parted your lips to answer him. "Don't, don't interrupt me. Prof. You're taking it the wrong way. I just want to teach you something about people's roles and their benefits. Come on, teaching you a lesson makes me feel as smart as you. Besides, I know you like me. I saw it in your eyes when we first met," your eyes widened at his remark. You didn't dare to lie to something so obvious, especially when you made him sit in the front line and help you around the campus.

Naoya was now caressing your waist, you tried to move away but he grabbed you with both of his rough hands.

"Listen to me."

"Don't touch me," you shyly said.

"Don’t you like it?" Naoya's grip on your waist tightened, and the goosebumps of your skin gave you away. "Yes, you do."

"Professor, I like you too," Naoya's lips got dangerously close to the lobe of your ear, and his hot breath made you shiver again. "If I had you, I wouldn't need to fool around," Naoya lightly started to nib the lobe . His hands now pulled you towards his body that was leaning against your fixed-to-the-floor desk. "You're the prettiest girl here," Naoya finally whispered, you could feel how his saliva turned cold in your ear, making you clench your insides.

"I'll let go of what happened earlier if you become my girl." Naoya took your hand with his right one, and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles. His eyes expressed softness and even admiration, he looked vulnerable and inviting.

"Let me go," you looked away, avoiding his golden eyes.

"That's not an answer," Naoya took your chin and made you keep eye contact with him.

"I don't know," Naoya smiled at the possibility of you considering his offer.

"Come on, I know you want me, too," Naoya happily laughed as he pulled you closer and closer to his body. His right hand went to the first button of your shirt. "You can have the future owner of this place, and I'll have the smart pretty girl," You could feel your mind clouding with his cologne, his hot touch almost made it too much for you to keep your consciousness.

"Y/N?" Naoya worriedly eyed you as you didn't react to him undoing your button.

"I have to go," you put your hands on Naoya's chest and pushed yourself away. Then, dizzily took your briefcase and left the classroom while buttoning up your shirt.

Naoya exited the room a minute after you, his bag covering the outline of his half-hard dick. He had a pleased smile on his face as he walked towards the nearest bulletin board. There, he found out that you will be in your office that afternoon.

"Come in," you said loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear. You lifted your face from your laptop and saw how the handle was turned. Your eyes rolled when the bleached hair of Naoya Zen'in popped up through the door.

"Leave," Naoya entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"Professor, I'm sorry," the words you heard made you look at Naoya's serious face.

"Ok. Now, leave," You managed to gain composure even if you felt your heart melting when he looked like a kicked puppy.

"I need to talk to you," Naoya discreetly put the lock on the door before he started to walk towards your desk and took a seat in front of you. You didn't reply or acknowledge his uninvited move.

"I was wrong," you didn't even flinch at his statement.

"Do you think you were right for doing what you did in the classroom?"

"No."

"Yes, you do."

"I don't."

"You nodded while saying no. You think it was okay." Naoya loudly tsks at you. His face changed into a mischievous one, his brows were raised and now his elbows were on your desk, he used his hands to hold his amused face.

"I see why you got hired. You're a smart cookie," you didn't reply. "don't think I'm lesser than you. This is my second degree; and soon I'll be your coworker," Naoya took your pen from your hand and started to fidget with it. He then pointed at you with it.

"Does that work for you to be my girlfriend? Think about it. It's a convenient relationship."

"You claim to be superior to me and you're acting like a high-schooler."

"You liked what I did in the classroom," you opened a new file on your laptop and started to read it.

"All of that morality, you know it's only a suggestion, right? No one will be affected if you and I have a thing here. Or even a relationship," Naoya leaned even more into your desk, to the point that he could read the same file as you were.

"Y/N," Naoya called out. You looked his way, and saw how he got up from his seat. His bag was on the floor. He circled around and got next to you, you could see his erection straining his beige pants.

Naoya kneeled down in front of you and started to undo your shirt one button at the time. When he finally exposed your breasts, his mouth attacked your mounts and sucked on the skin, leaving marks of his teeth in the sensitive area. He cupped your boobs with his hands and pushed them upwards so he could have a better access to nib and lick.

Naoya lifted your bra, and exposed your now-naked breast that fell under it. His mouth and tongue sucked and licked on your erected left nipple, while his other hand pinched the right one. You were clenching at each movement of his tongue, and at the sound of Naoya's light moans when sucking on your breasts.

After your left nipple was glistening with his saliva, he moved on to the right one. His gasps and eagerness made you cream under his touch, your hands were caressing his soft and silky hair. The overload of sensations made you moan alongside him.

"They're better than what I imagined," Naoya finally said as he left your salivated nipples exposed to the cold air, making them perk to an impossible extent.

Naoya undid the last buttons of your shirt and unclasped your bra. He then slid your garments off your upper body as you stayed there, drunk at the older man's pampering.

"Don't know why you're working," Naoya glanced at your naked tits and squeezed them with his hands, he also slapped them lightly to make them jiggle. "you're the type of woman that men would risk their wealth for," your pussy clenched on itself once again.

Naoya stood up, his hands now were on yours. He delicately helped you get on your feet, then he patted the surface of your wooden desk.

"Sit, love."

You followed his suggestion, and sat on it. Naoya placed his hands on your knees and parted them to make more space for himself. Once he and you were at the same height, Naoya’s lips went to your neck, and you couldn't help but let out a moan of relief, cherishing the texture of his soft lips against your sensitive skin. Your hands traveled to his clothed back to pull him towards your naked torso. Your moaning was accompanied by some yelps when you fell him digging his teeth on your collarbone and then licking them expertly.

"Naoya," you moaned.

"My love," Naoya mumbled before finally his lips met yours.

The first peck felt like fireworks, and the second one was sensual as he pulled the tip of his tongue out to caress your lips. You opened your mouth and gave him enough space to play in your warmth.

As he massaged your wet tongue with his, you arched your back and pressed your breasts on his chest. His hands were now on your lower back, caressing your sides. You could feel his callous fingers touching your sensitive waist and hips. Your skin was beyond aroused. You cupped his face and locked him a loud and erotic kiss with your tongues.

Naoya's hands kept traveling downward until he placed them on the beginning of your buttcheeks. He gently patted them and broke the kiss.

"Bend for me," you looked into his eyes and with a parted mouth and agitated breath you thought about the situation twice.

You could make an excuse for the make out session, but no for intercourse.

"The door is locked," he reassured you and your face widened at the possibility of one of your students entering the room while Naoya had your tits in his face. You hid your face on his chest as you were feeling the sense of shame.

"I'll take care of you," Naoya softly caressed your hair. "Let me make you feel good," Naoya took your chin and lifted your face to place a loving peck on your lips.

"We don't have a condom," Naoya chuckled at your comment. His free hand went to his pocket and when he felt the texture of plastic, he pulled out a rubber from his pocket. You quizzically looked at his face, a sudden hot burst of irrational jealousy took over your chest. Naoya quickly picked it.

"I'll only use them with you from now on," he grinned and playfully kissed you once again.

"Naoya, no. I can't do this. You were with your classmate. It's wrong."

"Don't use the morality card now. Everything was going fine, you're just jealous," you tried to get off the desk, but Naoya had locked you in with his strong arms once again. "Babe, look at me," You begrudgingly looked at his lustful eyes. "I didn't have sex with your students," your mind clouded with lust tried to think rationally and examined his face in search for lies.

"You're lying," you didn't have any proof this time, but you wanted to see his reaction.

"Damn it, I'm not," Naoya held your cheeks with his hand, his lust and anger from your defiance didn't allow him to think straight and keep up the suave act.

"Then what about that other girl?" You cringed at your words, you had put yourself at the same level of your students, and now were acting as Naoya's jealous girlfriend.

"Nothing. It was a date and it was fucking boring," you looked at Naoya's desperate reaction to get you to believe him. You didn't see any nods or weird moves to be convinced that he wasn't saying the truth.

"You're my girl now, Y/N," he had let your cheeks go, his hands were again on your sides, trying to soothe your jealousy and his own anger. You closed your eyes at the delicious caresses he was placing on your body.

"Bend for me," Naoya whispered in your ear, making your body shiver.

You placed your hands on his biceps, and gasped at the hard feeling under his cotton white shirt, Naoya flexed more his arms for you and you played along by squeezing his muscles. Both of you let out a giggle as he took a step back and waited for you to unbutton your pants.

"Turn around," he said.

Your fingers were on the waist of your garments, but before you could pull it down, Naoya's bigger ones replaced your own. Soon enough, he kneeled down in front of your bum and took off your black pants.

As you stood with an almost-naked behind in front of him, you expected for a comment on your lace panties or your body. Instead, you felt teeth digging harshly on the side of your right buttcheek. You let out a yelp, which made Naoya laugh while he was now kneading your buttocks and roughly biting all around.

"The shape drives me mad," you could hear him mumble as he went again and bit you around your behind.

"Naoya," you tried to say but it was hard because his touches made you giggle out of slight embarrassment for being exposed to such a handsome man.

"Bend," Naoya slapped your butt. His eyes were fixed on the movement the skin made when he squeezed it and spanked it.

You placed your elbows on the desk and tried to look back at your lover who had stopped his touches.

"I like your set," Naoya said when he realized that you were matching your underwear that day. You thanked him and waited for his next move.

You felt how his index fingers took the elastic band of your panties and started to pull them down, exposing your wet and swollen cunt to the cold air of the room. You clenched once again at the delicious feeling of it.

"Do that around my cock," your heart skipped a beat when you realized that Naoya had witnessed you clenching, which made your body do it again even if your mind was ashamed. "Just like that. God."

You let out a moan of pleasure when you felt Naoya's lips meeting your hole, the soft plush kissed your clenching and moist entrance.

"Be good for me, and part your legs wider," you followed Naoya's suggestion, your feet placing themselves further apart.

Soon enough, you felt how Naoya's warm tongue circled your entrance, picking up your arousal and taking it into his mouth for him to taste.

"Even your pussy tastes good," Naoya said while he stood up, a proud smile was on your face.

You heard the clicking metal hitting against itself as Naoya undid his belt, and then slid his zipper down. The smooth sound of fabric going down and hitting the floor got to your ears before everything became silent.

A few seconds passed, and before you could look back to confirm what Naoya was doing, you felt a hot object pressing against your entrance. You felt how the plush of Naoya's thick dick head was collecting your moisture from your pussy.

Naoya placed his hand on your glute, the other held his dick as he kept joining his precum with your moisture, and enjoying how the lines of arousal joined your pussy with him. When he felt he already had his fun, he put the condom, aligned himself with your entrance and slowly pushed forward.

Naoya let out a throaty moan of relief when his head was opening your hole wide to make room for him. He tilted his head to get a good angle and slowly pushed himself inside your cunt until you were wide open for his cock.

Naoya took your hip with his left hand, and with his right he touched the front of your thigh and placed his middle finger between your pussy lips until he found your clit. Naoya first began to circle your clitoris with his thick and rough finger, making you moan and clench on him.

"Move, please."

Naoya followed your plea and rocked his hips slow enough so he could see how your hole got wider when he pushed his thick base inside you. Naoya felt his orgasm approaching him when he noticed how your arousal was glistening the shaft of his cock. He let out a sigh at the sight and closed his eyes, his middle finger expertly kept circling your clit and his cock was entering you with a steady and slow pace.

Your moans were filling the room, each one becoming more obsene than the other as you felt your walls spamming on Naoya's cock, his dick was deliciously twitching inside you and his finger was driving you to the edge.

As you let out a final moan of pleasure when you finally came down from your orgasm, you looked back to see Naoya focused on the way you creamed around his cock, covering it completely until some of it got to his balls. Your orgasm was so intense that your mixed juices ran down your inner thigh, the cold sensation almost made you shiver.

"My pretty girl needed some cock, huh?" Naoya smirked when he locked eyes with you, his wet middle finger was now caressing your lips, you playfully licked them and took in your own orgasm. He smirked at you and pulled his hips from your cunt. You looked at him with furrowed brows as you felt him leaving your pussy.

"Is something wrong?"

"Get on your knees," Naoya said as he took a step back. His right hand, the one he used to play with your pussy, was around his painfully hard and wet cock. He removed the condom and pumped himself slowly as he saw your ass moving, then his eyes went to your naked breasts and to your pretty face when you kneeled down in front of him.

You looked at him with doe eyes, but still opened your mouth near the tip of his cock. His hand was still pumping his cock and he felt that burning desperation growing in his chest. "Do something, damn it."

You chuckled at his desperation and replaced Naoya's hand with your own, your tongue was licking and circling his wet tip that tasted salty. You took his shaft in your hand and did your best to pump his cock. Naoya's breath had deepened as his eyes were glued to you, licking his exposed dick.

"I can get off from your pretty face alone," Naoya praised you, which gave you enough motivation to take his warm cock into your mouth. You moaned when you felt him lightly twitch inside it.

You bobbed your head around his shaft, making him groan from the friction you gave him against your tongue and lips.

His hands became nervous and fidget with your hair, it was a significant contrast from yours that were calmly caressing and fondling his heavy balls.

The sight of him was enough for you to come once again. He was breathing faster, his lips were parted lips as he let out his groans; his eyes were glued to you, he was clearly burning in his memory every moment of you sucking his cock.

Suddenly, you felt how Naoya pulled back his hips, leaving you confused as he pulled out his dick from your mouth. Naoya took his cock in his hand and furiously pumped it until he was loudly moaning, his eyes were squinted and his breathing became erratic, the muscles of his well-toned abs were twitching. You noticed the man was about to cum, and you opened your mouth and placed it near the raging red head of his cock. You licked it and wet it with your tongue until Naoya was shooting his load on your mouth, some ropes of cum hit the back of your throat, others fell to the floor and some lay on your breasts.

You giggled at the scene in front of you, as Naoya kept moaning and unloading his balls on your body. His eyes were fully closed and his expression was as he had seen God at that moment.

When the final drops of his cum fell on your lips, Naoya released his cock that kept standing and pointing at you, but with a slight drop on the erection. The man was also panting and looked at you on your knees with loving eyes for a second, then he smiled and joined you in your intimate after sex moment.

You stood up and sat on your desk again, facing him. Naoya put his hands on your knees and you parted your legs open for him, he was close enough so you could see every detail of his golden eyes and hear his breath. As a non-calculated movement, you hugged him and he returned the hug back.

"I'll make them delete the footage," you furrowed your brows.

"What footage?"

"There are cameras in these offices," Naoya felt when you let him go and looked him in the eyes, your face dropped at his sudden revelation. "Don't worry, sweetie. This was our moment," Naoya cupped your face. You opened your eyes wide at the realization that he had sex with you in your office so you'll be with him as his obedient partner. "I won't let them see my girl like that. No one will know," Naoya smiled and kissed your cum-flavored lips. "Just play your role as my girl from now on.".

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golldenvallion · 3 years ago

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Bad with words

An Aaron Z & Jesse centered fanfic that could be read as platonic or romantic.

Summary :

Jesse and Z her harassed by the paparazzi and Z gets overwhelmed by the whole situation.

So the most logical thing to do is for Jesse to beat a bitch up.

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''Jesse? Jesse? can you tell us anything about the last scandal about you being romantically involved with your manager?'' Z just wanted to get some groceries for tonight's dinner. why did the paparazzi have to show up? Poor Jesse.

''Yeah, That it's bullshit. can you leave now? we're trying to get home'' Jesse was just as done with their shit as Z was. They thought that they were about to leave after they saw the reporter back off only for a camera to be shoved into Z's face.

Z just froze as a reaction to how close the camera was and he didn't want anything more than for these weirdos to get lost.

''What about you Z?'' the cameraman was now being joined by the reporter. '' Got any news on the topic?''

Z ignored the question. As Jesse said, it was bullshit. Why would anyone of them date their manager? Instead of answering Z just walked past the two in the hopes that they would leave soon.

''Come on Z don't be like that. Y must have some hot gossip on your hands . why don't you tell us?'' They were still following them. Z just walked next to Jesse and got a little closer to the older member every time the reporter screamed for them to answer.

Every time the reporter yelled for them he just got louder and Z started to shrink into himself. Jesse picked up on Z's discomfort.

Eventually, the reporter stopped walking and Z thought that they had finally gotten rid of them. Until he heard the cameraman speak up.

''Yo, Retard. Can't you just answer a simple question or what?'' The voice of the man was a lot deeper than the reporter, louder too. Z just wanted to leave so he turned to Jesse to ask him to walk faster only to see Jesse launch himself at the cameraman and punch him square in his face.

Aaron Z might be one of the older, taller, and stronger members of the group but sometimes he just gets overwhelmed.

Jesse might be the oldest of the band but he won't hesitate to make some bad decisions when it comes to his bandmates.

Z gave Jesse the ice pack he had just taken out of the freezer and brought him some new tissues so he could wipe his bloody nose. Jesse took them without hesitation.

"Thanks, man," Jesse said before bringing the ice up to his swollen cheek and eye and letting out a small hiss.

Z just gave him a nod. While Jesse was busy icing his bruises Z took the time to look at him.

He took a good look at his bloody nose, the cut on his upper lip, and the multiple bruises on his face and arms. Z wasn't sure if Jesse had more of them under his clothes but he would not be surprised if he did.

As soon as Jesse looked up at Z, Z looked down. He was trying to abound eye contact the best he could. He was trying to act as calm and collected as possible but his shaking hands gave him away.

"you good?" Jesse asked. Z just nodded while still looking down and Jesse knew he was lying but didn't want to push him. Not after what happened today. Instead, he just petted the spot on the couch next to him.

"Wanna come sit with me?"

Without saying a word Z just sat down. He was slumped over and leaned on his knees with his elbows. He still avoided Jesse's gaze but Jesse could tell by the expression on Z's face and the tenseness in his shoulders that Z must still feel guilty about what happened.

There was a moment of silence between them and Jesse knew that if he didn't say anything the atmosphere between them stayed strained.

" Z? Are you OK?"

Z didn't answer at first but he seemed to think about what he should say to answer that question.

"Why are you asking me that?" Z asked and finally looked up at Jesse.

"I don't know. Because you seem kinda down" Jesse said as if he wasn't the one icing a black eye right now.

"No. I mean you literally just got into a fight with a paparazzo 10 minutes ago and you are asking me if I'm OK?" Z could not understand it. Just a minute ago he was sure that Jesse must have been mad at him and that he was just acting nice because he didn't want to make a scene or because he was too tired to fight. Now Z was sure that Jesse was just genuinely asking him how he was feeling and it confused Z even more.

Jesse just shrugged at Z. "I mean, I guess" Jesse said. Z just stared at him for a hot minute until he let out a sigh. "I give up," Z said as he slumped back into the couch and turned away from Jesse.

"what?" Jesse asked with a little smirk, finding it oddly amusing to see Z act so concerned.

He was about to make a sarcastic remark but that plan was cut short when he heard a sniffling sound coming from Z.

Jesse tried to get a good look at Z so he could confirm his suspension only for Z to turn away again.

"Z? Are you crying? " Jesse asked but Z didn't answer. In response to the silence, Jesse just got a little closer to him and laid his head on his shoulder. "Z buddy, are you ok?"

Z let out another sniffle but at least he was talking to Jesse again." Why do YOU keep asking ME if I'm OK? You are the one with an ice pack on your face! Why are you asking me?"

" Wow wow wow, Z, calm down." Jesse put a hand on his friend's shoulder but it had little effect on him. Z was clearly upset about what had happened but knowing him, Jesse knew that Z was probably not gonna talk about it until he had calmed down. For now, he would just offer a comforting hand on Z's shoulder.

" I'm trying but I just don't understand you," Z said and Jesse was glad that they were getting somewhere. "What don't you understand?" Jesse asked.

"I don't know. Why you would you push a photographer?" Z asked

"Because he was following us and getting all up in your business" Jesse answered

" And why did you have to sucker punch him?"

"Because he Called you retarded for not answering his questions and he deserved it"

Z was quiet for another moment. Jesse was still rubbing his shoulder with his hand and they shared a moment of silence.

"You don't have to do those kinds of things for me, you know?" Z Spoke. His voice sounded wavey and it was clear that he was still on the verge of crying.

"You're my friend. Why wouldn't do-" Before Jesse could finish he got interrupted.

"Jes, I mean it you don't have to do shit like that." Z raised his voice a bit louder but the way he said it just didn't sit right with Jesse. This was about more than just that whole paparazzi fiasco.

"And with that you mean I don't have to do that shit 'for you'?" Jesse heard another sniffle.

"I can handle shit like that on my own, Jes." Z paused. He probably expected Jesse to say something again. To make a joke or to tell him that he didn't have to handle it on his own. Z would have liked to hear that but felt like he was supposed to hear it. That he didn't deserve to hear it. At least not right now. Because no matter how you look at it. Jesse got injured for him, he was most likely going to get in trouble, and he did really try to help him.

And Z couldn't even give him a simple 'thank you.'

Z really just wanted to show his gratitude. To tell Jesse that he appreciated the attempt to make him feel better. But the guilt that he had been feeling this whole time was just in the way.

It hadn't been the first time. Z knew how much his bandmates tried to help him and he wanted to help them. They meant a lot to him and he wanted them to know that but he just didn't always know how to properly show it.

Sometimes he would get overwhelmed by the niceness and he would not know how to handle it. Which in turn made him feel like he didn't deserve any of it. He wanted to be able to handle it. To show his gratitude and his happiness. He wanted to be able to understand his friends better. He wanted to be understood. And he knew that all 5 of them were trying but sometimes it was too much.

He wished he could just say that or at least communicate it somehow.

"I'm sorry." at this point the tears were just rolling off his face. "I'm really sorry Jesse. About all of this. That fucking photographer and that fucking fight and that I didn't say anything" he was trying to fight back tears but he knew just as well as anyone that that was hopeless.

Jesse was staring at him with a concerned expression on his face. Jesse knew that something was bothering Z and it was not just today's incident but he was not expecting his friend the have a meltdown in front of him.

Z just kept ranting about how he was sorry and how he didn't know what to do. So Jesse did the only thing he could think of right now and just embraced him in a big bear hug. Z didn't seem to accept it at first but he didn't pull away from the hug and eventually leaned into the touch.

"Z" Jesse started "You have literally nothing to apologize for." Z let out a small sob and Jesse hugged him a little tighter.

"This is not about the fact that I got into that fight, is it?" Jesse asked. Z was now trying to dry his tears. He still didn't know what exactly was bothering him. His feelings were hard to explain but it was nice knowing that if he had been able to put it into words, Jesse would be there to listen to him.

" No, it's not, but I don't know. It's just that.... I don't want you to-to get into fights for me"

"Z I would have done that for anyone of us. If someone would come up to Robaire or Tae young or Aaron T, do you think I would not have smacked a sucker?" Jesse asked and Z seemed to think about what he said.

"No, it does sound like you think to do I guess," Z said which earned him a little chuckle from Jesse. "It's just..... I wish I was able to do it myself you know?"

Z had started to pick at his nails. He felt like such a child with the way he was acting in front of Jesse. The oldest member didn't seem to mind his strange behavior all that much. He was just leaning forward.

As if he was wordlessly telling Z that he had his full attention. Z just took a deep breath.

"It's just... I sometimes feel like you guys need to do everything for me, you know what I mean?"

Jesse didn't know what he meant. To him and the rest of the band, Z was one of the most hardworking people they have ever met.

"Not really." Jesse answered honestly "What'd do you mean?"

Z let out a sigh. He was dreading the fact that he needed to explain it but he could not just leave Jesse hanging like that. If he didn't explain it now he would worry his friend and that wouldn't solve anything.

He was going to try and tell Jesse everything, but he was not staying on this couch.

Z stood up and walked over to the kitchen that was combined with the living room and started to boil some water.

"Z?" Jesse called him from the couch.

"I mean," Z paused to gather his thoughts "You guys are always doing the work for me. In interviews I mean. Or just in general"

"in general?" Jesse asked

"When we have interviews or were interacting with fans or we just have to talk you guys are always there to talk for me," Z said.

Jesse thought he was starting to understand "And that... You don't like that? Cause of so, I get it we can-"

"No, it's not like that" Z cut him off. "I'm actually really happy when you guys do that it's just... I wish I could handle it on my own you know? You guys are so good with words and you always seem to know what to say. Especially you and Robaire, and I just wish that I could be like that."

Jesse didn't say anything. He didn't really know what he was expecting to hear but it wasn't that. Jesse wanted to say some reassuring words but he didn't really know what Z needed to hear right now. Before he could open his mouth he heard that the kettle was done boiling water. Z just took 2 mugs and some thee out of the cabinet and turned back to Jesse.

"What flavor do you want?" Z asked casually as if he didn't just open up about something that no one knew was bothering him.

"Eur? Mango" Jesse said

"Two sugars?"

"One is fine"

"OK"

Z got back to getting the thee ready. While he was steering Jesse was still thinking about his friend's confession.

"Z?"

"Yeah?"

"You know you're great right?"

Z stopped with what he was doing but didn't say anything. Jesse tried to stand up but let out a grunt which made Z turn around and walk back to the couch with two cups in his hand.

"Don't push yourself old man, you should rest" Z joked while passing one of the mugs to Jesse. Jesse flies him off but took the mug anyways while Z sat back down next to him.

It was quiet again but the atmosphere was a lot less tense than it had been before. Jesse turned to Z after taking a sip of his thee.

"So, That was quite the confession you just made," Jesse said.

Z just shrugged "It's not that big of a deal. Don't worry about it" and that was easier said than done for Jesse.

"If you say so, man." He took another sip of his thee and put an arm around Z "But just so you know, I'm not gonna push you or anything but if you ever wanna talk about something, or maybe not wanna talk about it. I'm always here. You know that right?"

Z nodded for he also took a sip from his mint thee but made a confused face when he pulled the mug away from his lips." Why would you be here if I don't wanna talk?" it came out a bit blunt but it made Jesse smile.

" I mean, maybe you don't wanna talk about it but you just need a hug or something. Or maybe you just need to spend some time with someone."

"And that someone is you?" Z asked.

Jesse looked at him. "if you want me to"

Z seemed to think about it. He thought about all the times that he would just retreat into his room and it didn't seem half bad to have someone he can turn to when he needs to.

"Yeah that sounds good," he said as he smiled at Jesse which he returned.

"it's a deal then kid," Jesse said before planting a kiss on Z's forehead which took Z off guard but he didn't mind it. Jesse wrapped both his arms around Z and slumped back into the cough while taking Z down with him.

"Bro, watch out I'm holding thee," Z complained.

"See it as revenge for calling me an old man" Jesse joked as he ruffled Z's hair. Z rolled his eyes but didn't move away from Jesse. They just sat peacefully on the couch and had a little cuddle session until the rest of the band came home and Z and Jesse had to explain why Jesse was all bruised up and why Z had been crying.

Between all the fuzzing from his friends and scolding from Robaire Z and Jesse just sat back and smiled to themselves.

The boys really did care for each other.

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absurdthirst · 4 years ago

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Hi, first off I absolutely love your writing! The way you write Mando has given me dreams, your the reason I'm watching a few other shows now, I could rant and rave so much more but limited letter's and I have a request if it peaks your interests. How do you think the boys would respond to their SO being harassed at work/on the job? (Maybe she isn't able to respond, so they respond for her)

When You Are Harassed At Work and Can’t Respond:

**Warning: Derogatory Language

Javier: He has a reputation of being an asshole, but goddamned if he’s not going to earn it right now. You are just trying to do your fucking job. You sling drinks for asshole and he is just not going to put up with the way that pot-bellied, beer soaked, small peckered motherfucker talked to you. “Hey asshole.” Said inbred hillbilly turns around with a cocky look on his face until he is snatched up by his shirt and shoved against the bar. “She’s a goddamn person not a fucking dog. You got that, bitch?” He snarls, reaching for the badge in his back pocket. “Pay and get the fuck out of here.” He orders while flashing the shiny badge that shows him to be DEA. “Or you’ll find yourself in a fucking world of trouble.” You flash him a megawatt smile and give him another beer when the asshole leaves, already biting your lip as you plan exactly how you are going to thank him later on. On your knees.

Ezra: You work at one fo the supply stores on the Pug when you are between harvests. And of course, you get all types that come in to collect gear for their trips to the surfaces of foreign moons. This particular single-celled plebeian had decided that the gear you had sold him last rotation had been the entire reason that his harvest wasn’t quite as successful as he believed it ought to have been. Ezra had come to take you to lunch when he hears you being harassed. Of course he’s not going to let this stand. Before you can even say anything to stop him, he has dragged this disgusting waste of air away from you and the man is under Ezra’s boot. He knows just where to press to make it hurt, he’s done this a few times. It might be the softly spoken words that Ezra leans down and whispers, too quiet for you to hear. Or it might be the absolutely deadly look in your lover’s eyes, but the man quickly agrees and the moment Ezra releases him he is scurrying out of the shop. “Gem are you ready for us to make our way to that café?” He asks cheerfully, as if he hadn’t just threatened a man. His smile to you is warm and protective.

Mando: He just shoots the asshole. Doesn’t say a word. Probably had a bounty on him anyway.

Catfish: He loves coming and watching you work. Especially on those late nights where you are closing the store so he can walk you out to your car and follow you back to the house. He will post up in a chair that has literally be set aside for him and read while waiting for you close up. You’re almost done when this jerk comes in to return something and apparently can't read the fucking return policy. Frankie frowns as he looks up when the guy starts getting loud. He’s normally fine with letting you handle things. Until the asshole slams his fist on the counter and calls you a “fucking retarded bitch”. Frankie is out of his chair and over to you in the blink of an eye. At first the guy shoves Frankie away and tells him to mind his own fucking business. He regrets that when Frankie dislocates the fucker’s arm and has it twisted behind his back as he very forcefully shoves the jerk towards the automatic doors of your store. Once outside, Frankie demonstrates just how badly that asshole misjudged him, that he had chosen the wrong store to show his ass in. He comes back in, shaking his hand slightly and giving you a worried look. “You okay, baby?” He asks softly. He doesn’t mind a sore hand as long as you were fine, otherwise he might have to go hit the asshole again.

Tovar: It doesn’t take much for Pero to get offended by the way someone talks to you, or hell, even looks at you. There are times when he wishes you didn’t work at the tavern. The rowdy assholes that would ride into town somehow believing that you were on the menu instead of the thick stew and crusty bread you served with pints of ale. It wasn’t often that a night passed without Tovar getting into a fight with one or all of them. He talks better with his fists anyway.

Agent Whiskey: HEHEHEHE. They done slapped the wrong woman’s ass. Your man might have been a womanizing cowboy back in his wilder days, but he also drank his respect women juice and didn’t just grope them without permission. He looks over at you and winks, tipping his hat before he goes into his speech. “Manners.......” Yep....he’s getting a super special blow job tonight.

Max Phillips: “Step into my office and let me talk to you buddy.” He gives the asshole a friendly grin, putting him at ease. Poor bastard has no idea he’s about to become Max’s next meal.

Marcus: It’s a rare customer that doesn’t know that you are the significant other of an FBI agent. It makes running your bakery and coffee shop a hell of a lot easier. But this guy obviously didn’t know this. Otherwise Marcus knows he wouldn’t have been stupid enough to threaten you. Especially not in front of him. “Hey pal, I think it’s best if you leave.” He’s trying to be a bit better than this fucker for the moment. He doesn’t like when he loses his temper, but the sneer on this man’s face is pissing him off. “Yeah? What the fuck are you going to do, suit?” Gotcha. “Well, first I think I’ll shove my foot up you ass.” Marcus intones dryly, getting the guys attention. “Then I’ll arrest you for threats with a deadly weapon considering you were stupid enough to bring your golf clubs in here like a douchebag. Also assaulting a federal officer whenever you swing at me and i let you hit me just so I can charge you.” He gives the guy a smirk as he flashes the badge he pulls out of his suit pocket. “So how about you get the fuck out of here before I ruin the next twelve to eighteen months of your life?” When the guy hauls ass Marcus turns to you with a sheepish expression. “Are you okay, honey?” He asks. “i’m sorry I made a scene.” Yeah you are dragging him back to the storeroom to show him how fucking hot you thought that was.

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floette777 · 4 years ago

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Don't poke the Mama bear!

This is my first Hazbin hotel fanfic. Sorry if its too long, But I hope you enjoy it!😊

Character info:

Nickname: Nunya ( At first was use for being sarcastic to strangers asking for her name but starting to keep it), Mama(The kids) , Mama bear, sugar bear(Valentino) , Thicc mama(Valentino again and Angel just for fun) Thicc cheeks(Val STOP!)

Secret Real name: Lakisha

When/Cause of death: 1970-1997 blood loss and burns.

When Lakisha was a human and alive, She was a mother of 2 boys one is age 2 other is 8. She was happily married with her husband until she discover he cheated on her with a woman by seeing him in recorded video from her friend who sneakily spying on him showing he's with a woman kissing then he jokingly made fun about his wife for being too naive.

Angrily and heartbroken she decided to get a divorce and kick him out instead of forgiving him. But weeks later at night when the family is sleeping her ex-husband came back with his home-wreaking girlfriend to sneak in the house to murder her for insurance money and the kids for not wanting to pay child support.

After they done the job they started to burn the house to make it look like a fire related accident. While they busy making the fire unknowing to them Lakisha was still alive but barely struggle enough strength to stand.

She lost it when she saw her kids dead with blind rage she changed at her husband and the woman with a knife they left on the floor they use to kill the family and stab them brutally. She was too blinded by her own rage while stabbing them not knowing the fire rising around her causing the house roof to collapse on her and killed her.

After death Lakisha tragically separated from her kids and sent to hell for murder. Out of sadness , angry and confusion of seeing her arms turned to bear she wonders in hell thinking of her kids and why she deserves this harsh punishment.

Not long while walking around feeling lost in hell, Demons see her and starting to harassing her by still keeping some of her human appearance after death. Soon her rage builds greatly be the continuing harassment that cause her to snap to started slashes the demons with her claws then crush some of them by her hand with heavy objects she grab around her with physical strength.

Her intense blind rage cause her to have so much physical power that she end up knocked down building with her fist or punch a demon so hard make it to launch towards the building cause it to knock down. Powerful demons who try to defeat her get severely injured or kill by her claws.

Without her knowing news filming her carnage cause overlords to notices her. Most of them don't care about it while some are starting to take interest in her and keep a close eyes on her.

After there's no more demons come to attacking her, her rage fades and starting to get depress thinking of her kids that she'll never see again and wonders the streets. Not for long she took a job to be a meat cutter after a butcher see and amaze by her quick cutting skills slicing the flesh off the bone of a animal she hunts.

He want to know her name and she jokingly call herself Nunya but the butcher didn't notice it and starting to calling her that. She so mentally exhausted to care to correct him and just keep it as her nickname besides she's not comfortable to give her real name strangers especially demons. He call himself Butcher. (I know lazy am I right?) Who also don't like revival his real name.

She accepted his offer since It's useful for her to get easy money and food since she doesn't really enjoy killing even though she hates to admit that it is a good stress reducing at times.

He show and gave her apartment since the demon who lives there not too long ago left the area out of fear after seeing her wonders around the area then remembering facing her and in up with close to fatal wounds by her claws. She thanks Butcher and walk inside thinking of resting before work while having thoughts of her kids thinking if they doing well in heaven.

While working she been visit by other strong demons who wanted her to join them but she shrug it off and didn't care about getting more turf since she have already have a apartment roomie enough for her so she good for now and plus she enjoy her freedom to do whatever she want. Some will not take no for answer and try to force her to join.. Well, Let's just say they didn't come out in one piece.

She heard about overlords from Butcher while she working cutting meats warns her saying "You better be careful out there and not make your anger blinded you especially if you ran to a overlord."

She look at him confuse "Overlord?". Butcher nods "They're far more stronger then the other powerful demons you faces, It be suicide to go facing one of them, So be careful." She stare at him and nods, she doesn't care much about the warnings but keep a eye out.

Valentino was the first overlord she met and Boy she dislike him greatly. Nunya was walking around the city avoiding crowded places to not get attention to herself and cause unnecessary fights since she like her alone time while being free from work today. She fails at that.

Soon a red Limo slowly stop beside her but she pay no mind kept on walking. If its another demon try to fight her, It will regret it greatly once she get her hands on them for trying ruin her day off work.

She hear the glass window of the limo going down but didn't look back and kept walking. But she pause her walk after a voice of a man call out to her saying something that want to rip the throat of this person who saids it.

"Hey baby, Where your fine thick bear a** going." She slowly turn around ready to slash the face off whoever saids it. Then see a man sitting in the back of the limo wearing a something like a trash rich pimp she see in movies when she's alive, Giving her a flirtation smirk. While a woman who wearing things that doesn't look like clothes to her since it barely cover her body, sitting on his lap but got off after that red pimp moves her away while he got Nunya's attention.

"Don't call my that, If you want to lose your face." She say after fully turns around staring at him in the eyes with full of anger and annoyance.

He creepy smile with amuse of her anger. "Ooh feisty~ I like that in a woman." He lick his teeth while looking at her, She cringe at that. He continues " I been watching you baby and let's just say, I enjoy that spicy spirit when I saw you on video."

"What!? Video!? You telling me this city have security camera around her!? She turn her head to looks around at building her to see if she spots one. He ignore her question and continue. "I couldn't stop seeing you in action, ripping your enemies apart, slashing them till there nothing but pile of flesh and kicking them hard that makes your big booty jiggles."

She stare at him in horror and disgusted having her claw out ready to kill him. He unfazed by her and continues "You also still having your human appearance that's make you even more desirable. I want to part of my minions and don't worry I take great care of you. You'll be one my top assistant. So what do you say baby cakes."

She stare at with even more disgust. "GRRR, How about a great big more like a giant fat NO!! An take your creepy perverted behind self an your pimp wagon an SCRAM!!!" Then she fast walking away from him to get as far away as possible from him. Valentino was surprised at her out-burst then started to laugh by amusement. He yell out for her saying "My Offer is still in the table baby, I be waiting for you Thicc cheeks!"

She pause her fast mid walk then quickly turn to look at him glaring at him angrily. "Call me that again, I'll rip your balls out." Valentino look her up and down then say "Wow, I didn't even know you're that kinky thicc cheeks".

Nunya have enough of his perverted nicknames then make a bear roar then charged to crush him and the Limo he's in but it drove off before she got the chance. Valentino yell out saying "I see you soon thicc cheeks!" Nunya right eye twitching while watching the limo drove off and she hoping heavily to never see the perverted demon again.

Unknowning to her since she didn't buy a T.V yet. She was on the news again today showing her her yelling and threatening overload Valentino ready to fight him. "And there the video! Crazy right, The raging bear woman have to be one retarded demon to yelling at a overlord! Do she have a death wish!? I do hope so, It give me more action and bloodshed in the news if that happens!" While laughing.

Unlucky for Nunya, Because of that video that the news video showing her yelling at Val" A overloads who watches her on a news video is taking a even more interests in her smiling sinister while watching the video.

She return to work next day right after she step in the meat market, Butcher came toward her saying " Are you insane!?

She look at him confuse. "What are talking about?" Butcher wiping the sweat with his cloth and explain. "The news of you arguing at Overlord Valentino!" She look horrify at him. "You tell me that man a overlord?"

Butcher look at her and nod. "I couldn't blame you of being scare. Realized you just coming face 2 face with a overlord can be one of the most terrifying thing in hell but You luck he didn- but was stop by Nunya. "l wasn't scare about him being a Overlord, I'm more upset that I can't easily kill that pervert pimp the next time I see him!"

Soon she pause."Wait, I'M ON THE NEWS!?!?

A while after that mess with discover the perverted pimp is a overlord and her being on the news that she or butcher didn't know how able to film and put it on t.v so quickly.

She thankfully didn't met with any overlords especially Valentino yet for awhile knowing she might not be lucky next time if the a overlord not gonna take her refusing to join them and take her by force. She will fight to not be a toy to let them do what they want with her. She knows she can't beat a overlord but she will not back down even if it's kill her.

Years later she still thinking of her kids and sadden she will never see her kids and family again. She is still thankful her kids are in a safe place and not down here with her in this horrible place.

She still have the hatred of her ex-husband and that home-wreaker woman. She knows their somewhere in hell but not going to bother searching for them to kill them all over again since its a waste of her time and he kinda forgave them for murdering her, But she NEVER forgive them for taking her childrens life. If she see one of them, She make sure cut them in diced and feed them to hellhounds for murdering her kids.

While walking back to work to the meat market she then saw the scorpion child a cross the street begging for food then she see a demon harshly shoved the child to the ground while laughing. Out of shock and rage she quickly went over then grab the demon by lifting it by the head saying threatening "If I ever see you put your nasty hands or hurting a child again, I will rip you apart, NOW SCRAM!!!" She throw the demon into the sky far away and don't care where the demon landed.

Xosa look amazed seeing the demon who harm her throw up to in the sky then look back Nunya amaze but and look at her confusion. "W-why you help me? Mother say, i-it's normal for demon to be c-cruel and hitting me. It's part of life in hell." She saids while nervously look up at the bear demon waiting for a answer.

Nunya look at a little shock that the little girl's mother said to her being harm is normal but quickly changed her expression. "Just because I'm in hell doesn't means it's ok to harm childrens. Beside it's disgust me how they treated anybody who defenseless and desperately needed help". Xosa surprised by her answer and start to tear up by her kindness.

Nunya ask she come with her if she like so she can give her some meat to eat. Beside she hate to leave her here alone and defenseless with dangerous demon roaming around. Xosa nods and followed closely.

Unknowingly a demon in red smiling sinisterly at them with amusement from seeing the whole scene.

During there walk to the meat market, Xosa explain why she alone saying her mom abandoned her for a rich demon while saying she doesn't want a worthless child in the way of her becoming a wealthy woman. So she was toss her out of the car by her mom and drove off while hearing them laughing. She been struggling to survive and hide from dangerous demons for weeks until she couldn't bare being Hungry and start begging for food.

Nunya is angry and disgusted by Xosa's mother action then turn to sadness for Xosa being homeless and defenseless in this dangerous place. "Hey, I know you just met me but, do you want to be adopted by me? I promise I will take care of you and make sure no other demon harm you." Xosa surprised by that then started smile at her and nods happily "Really!? Yes please! You so nice to save me from that mean ol demon! Not many demons help another in need! You're also so strong! I want to be strong like you, I want to throw others who attack me with ease!".

Nunya smile looking down at the little girl talking fast while happily skipping next to her holding her hand then pause a bit and realize she haven't been smile or feel any kind of happiness for years during her first day in hell. She thinking back her kids when she alive with them, She really missed that feeling.

The Butcher didn't mind Xosa staying in the shop while she working as long she doesn't mess with his precious meats. Xosa soon wants to help around the shop because of boredom then Butcher let her help cleaning by wiping the glass and sweeping the floor to help out.

Days later Nunya standing in behind the meat stand waiting while the butcher take a restroom break. She watch Xosa drawing and coloring something on paper on the table then they both heard the front door open and see a strange demon in red with animal-like ears looks like a fox ears? No, not a fox since they don't have tiny antlers, maybe a deer she thinks. She see he's dressing something like her grandpappy use to wear back in the day when he was young. The red demon came in and walking towards her while smiling widely at her in a way that she doesn't feel right about and most weirded that she is hearing... Static noises?

The smiling red demon greeted her. "Hello dear! I just wonder if you see the Butcher. I want to speak to him!" She is surprise by his voice sound like a radio but calmly respond. " The butcher is taking a dump break, He be out the restroom soon."

The red demon make a disgust look while smiling. "Miss, You don't have to tell me the full details. You could just say he taking a quick break."

Nunya shrug but apologize about it. "My bad, let's start over. Hello welcome to the to meat market. Sorry the butcher you looking for is busy right now, He's taking da poo poo." The red demon face froze while smiling. She hears a little giggles then look behind the red demon to see Xosa covers her mouth trying to quiet her giggles. Nunya smiles then stop after hearing loud static around her then look back at the red demon and see his face change into a even more creepier look. But instead of showing fear she just raise her eyebrows while looking at him in the eyes unfazed with a are you serious look. She never met a demon get so work up over her say dump or poo before. Of all the nasty things she heard demons said in hell that tick him off? Really.

Before anything happen Xosa ran up happy between them showing her art she done "Mama look I draw and color you!" Nunya quickly forget about the intense stare down with the red demon. Look at the picture she draw and her heart melts. The red demon see her eyes sparkles in a pure motherly love that he never see for a very long time.

"Aww, Thank you sweety! That's the most beautiful drawing of me I ever saw!" Nunya say sweetly. Xosa smiles turns toward the red demon her art happily showing to him asking what he thinks.

Nunya almost forgot the about the mysterious red demon she quickly look at him seeing him looking down at the art Xosa showing with the same creepy smiling on his face with statics sound getting louder. Before she react.

The red demon stop his creepy look and praise Xosa " My , my ,What a amazing draw you did there my dear! You'll make a fine artist if you keep it up!" Xosa gleefully thanked him and ran back the table to draw more.

Nunya surprise about that since almost every demon they met be rudely ignore her or threatening Xosa. She will punch the demon threw a brick wall who even dare hurt Xosa.

She about to apologize for her rude behavior early but it went down heel after the smiley demon say in a more sinisterly way. "If the child didn't interrupt me, I will rip your tongue out by now.

Static started more loudly again with redness colors slowly forming around them.

Nunya silently look at him with wide eyes. The red demon stop his threatening looks and smiles satisfy thinking he scares her... Boy was he wrong.

Slowly Nunya face goes to shock to a raging look then quickly grab him by the waist with her one big bear hand and lift him up with ease.

She roaring shouting "HOW DARE YOU THREATENING ME!!! I WAS ABOUT TO APOLOGIZE FOR MY RUDE BEHAVIOR AND YOU SAY YOU WANT TO RIP MY TONGUE OUT!?!!? I GONNA SNAP YOUR WAIST LIKE A KIT KAT BAR!!!!"

Xosa quickly went behind the table scare knowing how her Mama is toward demons did anything to make her mad. Before anything happen the butcher calmly walk out the back room after done his business while the sametime hearing Nunya raging voice again after a demon goes to far too anger her.

But it's a good thing he did use the restroom, After seeing what Nunya grabbing in her bear hand while shouting at, his blood drains from his face when he see its the radio demon who looking at her stun while smiling. He would of sh**ing himself.

Butcher quickly rush to grab her shoulder to get her attention, before Nunya turns her head about to him to tell him what's going on. She see the Butcher face is pale and sweating with fear. She never see him this terrified before.

Butcher look her in the eyes try to stay calm but failing badly said "N-Nunya, P'p-put the r-radio demon down, Now." Nunya look at him confuse. "Radio demon?" She look back at the demon name radio demon seeing he didn't try to move a inch at her grip just starting at her like at smiling statue. That really creep her out.

Nunya look back at the butcher say " Why? I about to toss the smiling red lamp post out of- The Butcher interrupt her " Nunya! T-this isn't no regular demon, He a overlord but far more stronger." Nunya silently look back at radio demon who she still holding by the waist still didn't move just starting at her smiling with no change of expression.

Nunya look back at the butcher then say... "You mean this life size strawberry popsicle looking man is a overlord?" Before butcher say anything they both hear a finger snap then suddenly black tentacles came out of nowhere grabbing her arm that holds the radio demon and squeeze it painfully making her let go.

Nunya slash the tentacles that holds her but more came out of nowhere and grab her. Xosa was crying for her and the butcher bowing begging the radio demon to forgive them but he didn't pay attention to him but at Nunya seeing her keep slashing and ripping his tentacles that keep reappearing and tightening their grip on her. He amuse at her not backing down even though she losing this battle with the tentacles starting to tighten around her body making her make a pained expression.

Before he move his fingers more without flinching he feel a sudden pain cause him to pause for a bit after feeling he was jab by something sharp behind his leg. Instead of turning around body he just turn his whole head around see the little scorpion girl looking at him tearful angry eyes using the tip of her tail to stab him with poison but it barely did a thing but make his leg feel a little numb.

"L-Let go of Mama! You mean demon! Radio demon look at her amuse then his shadow grab her and lift her by the tail. Xosa scream out of surprise as the shadow lift her face 2 face with the radio demon in fear.

"You know it rude to interrupt a adult conversation."

Xosa start to cry in fear before the radio demon do anything he heard a bear like roar and see the bear demon Nunya struggling ripping the tentacles apart slowly pulling towards the radio demon while his tentacles try to pull her back. "LET HER GO YOU SMILING PIECE OF SH**"

The radio demon smile even more widely with amusement at her determination to get him with her claws but failed as the tentacles drag her back.

The radio demon smile and then say to her "You know, It was very rude of you to grab me without my permission, Dear." He then turn and was about to snap his fingers toward Xosa

For the first time in hell Nunya show fear at her face. "STOP!!!!"

The radio demon pause and look at her. Nunya look at him with a fearful look on her face. "Please.. Don't hurt Xosa. You can rip my arm my leg ANYTHING. Just don't hurt her."

Radio demon smile at her more darken. "How about another deal, Join me become mine servant."

Nunya flinch at that, She doesn't want to be tied down by some demon so they can do whatever they want with her but agree for Xosa sake.

"GRRRRrrrrrrrr......*sigh* Fine."

Radio demon smile widen at her then said. "Wow I didn't expect that be easy!"

Nunya pause for a bit... "Wait wha-"

Radio demon snap his fingers then tentacles quickly left down the floor then the shadow let go the Xosa by dropping her on a chair and everything went back to normal.

Nunya look around seeing everything fix like there wasn't any tentacles come out of the floor. She look to see the butcher alright he was breathing heavily with his eyes look like it about to pop out.

Alastor turns and smile at her with excitement " Bravo that was spectacular! I never expected a demon will willingly sacrifice there life for someone! What a wonderful performance!" They hear like audiences clapping out of nowhere.

Nunya was confuse and speechless. "What are you talking about?"

The Radio demon explains " l been watching you for a while for awhile dear and I got to say I was amuse by you since the first day you came to hell. I want you to join me but I realized you are one tough cookie with claws, I seen many other powerful demon try to make you join them including.. Valentino..

The radio demon say the perverted overlord's name with disgusted. Hey at least she not the only one who dislike him.

The radio demon continues "I notice you will fight to the death to not be tied down to be a servant to another demon for your freedom and I don't want that no no no no that be a tragic waste of entertainment if you die! So I wait patiently to find your weaknesses so I can have a chance to make you join me willingly."

Nunya left eye twitch trying not to snap while he continues.

"For years I was about to give up knowing nothing in hell will break you're ferocious spirit to join me but then that day you met the little scorpion girl."

The radio demon look at Xosa and Xosa look back confused. Nunya getting more angry with her claws scratching the flood trying so hard not slicing and dicing the red demon.

"After seeing you protect the poor little orphan child, I see your face starting to lighting up and you smile for the first time in years ever since you adopted little girl. And I must say you have such a sweet smile."

The radio demon take a look at Nunya face seeing her looking very angry ready to slash him in half.

"So I decided a great plan of using Xosa as a way to break you spirit to join me and well you know, It's works!"

The Butcher look at the radio demon with fear and exhaustion from his heart pounding fast. "So you wasn't going to kill us and destroying my market?"

The Radio demon start to laugh with the audience laugh with him "No, no, My good man, Your market have the bestest meat in hell. It be a terrible waste! Beside it was all a act! Except the part she grabbing my waist almost crushing me, Now that's a shocker!"

The Butcher sigh with relief then thanking the radio demon for not killing them and destroy the market.

Nunya... Is about to lose it.

Xoxa came and ask the radio demon " You're not going to hurt me?"

He smile at her " Oh course my dear, I wasn't gonna hurt you. Until you stab me behind my leg with your stinger, I was going to let my shadow and pop your little tail out.~

Xosa stare at him with wide eyes then run quickly toward her Mama hiding behind her glaring at him while Nunya growling at him for scaring Xosa.

The radio demon laugh "I was joking my dear.... Maybe."

The radio demon soon turns to the door. "Well, look like I over my stay my welcome today, I have a busy day to finish! I will dial you when I need your servants. Also Butcher , Make sure my order ready next time I come."

The Butcher nods feverishly.

Before the radio demon leave out the door he look back at Nunya. "You can call me Alastor and smile my dear, You never fully dress without one." He then walk out.

Butcher sigh closing his eyes " Thank goodness everything is fine again, Seriously Nunya you should be really careful next-

He open his eyes and see only Xosa looking where the door is. Horrify he look quickly at the door to see Nunya runs out the door.. His heart stop for that moment.

"Alastor!" He stop his walking and look over his shoulder to see Nunya running catching up then stop in front of him breathing heavily.

"Yes my dear?" Alastor turns while smiling. Nunya look at him with a look with no anger look in her eyes but looking nervously at him. Looks like she starting to respect him after seeing his power he thought.

Nunya then look at him in such a soft smile. He didn't lie about her having a sweet smile he like to see that more.

"I want to thank you properly for not destroying the market and not hurting Xosa. Butcher work very hard to making the best meat in hell and he been helping me ever since my during my first week here. I will feel awful if I be the cause of his business to be ruin.

Alastor smile widen " Of course my dear. You don't have to worry about that. Like I say before it's was all a act! He is my favorite meat seller you know!

Nunya nods smiling and continue " Also is it really true that you say my smile look sweet to you?" Nunya looking down the ground while blushing.

Alastor look at her speechless, It's so weird to see her like this since he use to her I'm gonna kill you look but he not surprised, He always have that charm to easily sweep girls of their feet. "Of course my dear your smile look very pretty on you!"

"Awww!" Nunya ran to him to give him a bear hug on his waist and Alastor frozen of her unexpected action with a sound of record screech. "Thank you~." She say sweetly.

Alastor try to move her bear arms off him. "My dear, Can I ask you to not hug me with my permission. Next time I won't be forgiven."

While he say that, He didn't see the pure fiercely rage on her face returns ready to snap.

"Oh don't worry, it won't happen again, Alastor~" Suddenly her bear arms tighten more on his waist. "Alastor?"

Alastor look down at her getting annoyed of her still hugging him. "Yes dear?"

"GO TO HEAVEN!!!!!!"

Before he react she quickly spins with him and use all her strength to throw Alastor up the air while he screaming in a inhuman scream (Is that what deer's scream sound like?) while a sound of static slowly fade with him and he disappear into the sky.

She yell at the sky where she throw him "THANK YOU FOR SHOPPING AT MEAT MARKET HOPE TO SEE YOU NEVER!!!!!"

She then walk by Butcher while he and the other bystanders look up the sky at shock where they last seen the radio demon.

" Let's get home Xosa. So I get ready to make dinner we having shepherd's pie tonight!"

Xosa jump happily " Yay can I help cook?!"

"Sure sweety , See ya tomorrow Butcher I'll bring you some pie as a apology for today. Well have a good nite." They both walk away.

Butcher didn't say anything but his eyes widen with face frozen looking at the direction of the sky where he last scene Alastor thrown. "This woman gonna get me kill."

Later that night after she and Xosa done cooking before they start fixing their plates she heard a a knock on the door. She look at Xosa as a signal to go hide just incase it's a unwelcoming visitor.

When she get closer to the door she hear... Radio Static. (Dang he came back that quick!?) she thought to her self. She expects him to confront her tomorrow when she work. Why he had to come in the middle of Shepherd's pie nite. She sigh and open the door seeing a Alastor with a even more sinister face with his eyes growing.

She notice he's all wet from head to toes with his deer ears lower on his head. Curious she asking him before he kills her.

"Before you rip my tongue, Can you tell me where my throw land you?"

Alastor smile widen but in a very I will rip your heart off and eat it in front of you look but decided to hold on a bit and tell her before punishing her GREATLY! "Well my dear~ When you rudely throw me up the sky tell me go to heaven and no I didn't make it to heaven."

Nunya is not surprised by that but still a little disappointed.

He continued "when I falling I land in a middle of a pool." Nunya look at him even more disappointed. "Well I don't see you to get that mad, At least you land somewhe-

Alastor raise his hand to stop her. "It's not just a pool... It's was Valentino's...

She about to speak again but stop again by his hand. " It's wasn't empty... He was there with many other demons and they-" Alastor look like he about to throw up. "Having a orgy..."

She look at him horrified. "Oh wow, I was hoping I throw you and you landed on sharp rocks but that 100x worst.

She shutters remembering her first encounter with Valentino. She really hope not see him again anytime soon. "Sorry about that, I not apologizing for throwing you you deserve that but sorry for landing you in one of the most horrific parts of hell" She cringe thinking about Val's pool party.

Alastor agree with a slow nod. "It still doesn't change that I will punish you greatly for that." he growls while static getting more louder.

Nunya sigh not surprised about that. "Ok before you rip something like my tongue out, Can we do this after we eat? I made Shepherd's pie."

Alastor pause "shepherd?" Alastor look at her with confusion.

"You never heard of one?" She ask him curiosity.

He stare at her and shake his head slowly as a no. Then she got a ideal. "Hey if you enjoy my Shepherd's pie will you won't rip my body apart?"

Alastor growls at her with statics sounds getting more loud while smiling ready snap his finger to summon his tentacles to rip her arm off but He then thinks a bit after smelling the food coming out of her home , He didn't taste any new food for awhile and he is pretty hungry from the mess she put him through. He still remember feeling those succubus try to grab at him while he try to escape at Val's abomination pool while Val laughing at him struggling to get away from those nude demons. He shuttered thinking about it. Plus ripping her arms off will cripple her losing his entertainment he was waiting for a long time.

"Fine dear, If the pie you made is good I won't rip anything from your body but if it's not good..." Radio Static slowly building to be louder "Say goodbye to one of your arm." Alastor say in a darkly radio voice.

Unfazed by his threat Nunya let him in then walk towards the kitchen. Xosa glare nervously at Alastor hiding behind the couch but come out when Mama call her. "Sweety, May you go get two big towel for me please?" Xosa nods but look at Alastor glaring at him with a I don't trust you look and left to get some.

Alastor look around the apartment couldn't help how cozy it looks and feel here inside like there not in hell.

He look see some drawings on the short living room table with crayons on top he could tell was Xosa with some drawing of herself pretending to be a some princess wearing a big pink dress while holding a sword with a coloring of red post to be blood on the tip of the blade. "Oh how cute." He thought while smiles sinisterly. He see some drawing with her with Nunya and a somewhat funny drawing of Butcher.

Nunya look at Alastor making show her isn't wonder of the house then see Xosa coming with towels. "Here Mama! I got clean ones!" She say proudly. Nunya smile at her " Thank you sweety." While motherly petting on Xosa head.

Alastor looks at them then sudden remember when his mother affection by petting his head. Alastor big smile almost loosen but quickly rise back seeing Nunya walking towards him then holding up a towel for him.

*Here, don't want you to keep tracking water on my floor. I also have to remember bleaching the floor later. Knowing where those water came from." She said while cringe thinking about of Val's pool.

Alastor look at the towel and grins. "No need my dear!" Nunya looks at him confuse before she say anything Alastor all of sudden shake his head making the water splash around her.

After he down she stare at him with in wide eyes didn't once move while hording the towel toward him. He then snap his finger and he incently dry like he wasn't wet moments ago.

Xosa who's lucky not close enough to get a drop on her look at her Alastor then at Mama in shock seeing wet droplets everywhere on her mama's face and apron.

Nunya right eye twitching looking at the smiling red dear demon trying hard not to choke him "Why didn't you do that before you walk in my apartment? " She say trying not to yell.

Alastor chuckles sinisterly. "Let just say it's part of your punishment, My dear.~" Nunya claws starting to come out but retreated back. Nunya sigh try to calm herself then turns around towards the kitchen while drying herself with the towel that was suppose to be for Alastor.

Alastor then went towards the table and sit and Xosa came also but then move her chair away from Alastor looking at him in distrust. Nunya then came with each plates with pie on it. She give the first plate to Xosa and lay it gently on the table in front of her.

"Here you go, Eat up sweety." Nunya say while smile a little at Xosa. "Yay, I will!" Xosa say happily then starts to eat. Nunya walk to Alastor to give him his plate but instead on putting it down gently she slap the plate on the table but not enough to make the food spill. "Eat." She say without looking at Alastor then went to get her a plate and sit next to Xosa.

Alastor look at the plate with surprise it doesn't look like pie but a lots of cheese for topping with potatoes , with some chop vegetables and ground beef. Nunya looks at him guesting what's he's thinking and sigh. "I know it seem weird at first but trust me it's not bad once you tasted it."

Alastor look at her with a untrusting look then she rolls her the say "Don't worry, I didn't put anything on your food. Beside I hate wasting good food." She then went back to eating. Alastor look at her smiling in a sinister smile. "Remember dear, If the food isn't good. Pop goes your arm.~"

Xosa stop her mid eating then quickly looking back and forth at Alastor and Mama while Nunya rolls her eyes unfazed by his threat continuing eating. Alastor scoop up some of the food on the fork then slowly put it in him mouth. To his surprised the food actually tastes pretty good. The taste like a warm homemade meals made with a mother's touch.

"My my, the food you make is actually taste good.~ Alastor say then take another bite. Xosa sigh with relief then smile at Alastor. "I know right!? Mama make the best food, I never taste anything this great before! I happy she's my Mama, I can eat many delicious food without being only in my birthday!" She happily say then went back to eating.

Alastor smile at the Xosa childlike behavior. "You right, I can tell by your expression she take great care of you. You a lucky orphan to meet her before your miserable fate." Xosa nods then continuing eating. Alastor notices the bear demon haven't say anything yet and look at her seeing Nunya looking away try to look angry while trying not to blush then mumbles a thank you.

After they done eating, Nunya starting to pick up the dishes but stop by Alastor. " Allow me.~" He say then snap his finger causing the dishes on the table disappear. Nunya look at Alastor annoyed about to tell him where the dishes is then suddenly hear noises then look back and see the dishes on the drying rack all clean and dry.

Nunya look at it surprised and look at Alastor. "Um,Thank you?" Alastor then smile widely "You're welcome dear, It's my thanks for giving me the nice meal. Xosa then came towards Alastor. "Wow, How you clean the dishes with a snap with your finger!? Can you teach me please!" Xosa looking at him with sparkling eyes and Alastor chuckles at her.

"Sorry my dear, A great magician doesn't give away his tricks.~" Xosa look at him with big begging eyes. "Oh pleeease, I promise I won't tell!" But she was stop by Nunya. "That's enough Xosa, Beside it's time for you to get ready for bed." Nunya say motherly and lightly push Xosa to walk away to get ready. Xosa sigh and nods. "Ok, Goodnight Alastor."

"Goodnight dear." Alastor said while both of them looking at Xosa walking down the small hallway towards the bathroom and went in. Nunya then look at him. "Thank you for being nice to Xosa, She have a hard time sleep when she stress, Especially she don't need to worry about me losing my arm....Right" She narrow her eyes look at Alastor.

Alastor smiles at her. "Don't worry dear, Your cook just save your arm." Nunya sigh in relief. She not may not be afraid of him but she don't the ideal of losing her arm.

"But that doesn't mean you not getting punish." Alastor say in a sinister tone. Nunya look at him annoyed like she not surprised by him saying that. "Grrr, You say I won't get punish if my food good!" Alastor smile at her widely "oh no no my dear, I mean I won't rip anything off your body. You still getting punish for throwing me."

Nunya growls at him Alastor continue "Don't worry I won't punish you now. I have to take time to think of a good punish for you, It may take a tomorrow maybe day or even weeks. For the mean time my dear servant..~" Alastor then walk towards her "Be afraid." Nunya raised her claws preparing to fight all of sudden Alastor disappear in front of her. She desperately looking around the room for him while she turns to look at the spot where she last saw him... She see red eyes looking at very close to hers with dials as pupils "Be very afraid." He say while loud radio static noises rumbles the apartment with redness around her then he disappear.

Nunya stand there silent starting where she last see Alastor. "Mama!?" Xosa yell out the bathroom in the tub "Is everything ok!? The whole bathroom shaking!" Nunya look at the bathroom door "I'm ok sweety it's just a little rumble" She say while her hands twitching. "Just continue finished your bath." Xosa then yell out a "Okay!"

Nunya glaring the spot Alastor is with eyes twitching . (So he think he can come to my life , threatening to hurt Xosa , trick me to become his servant and now try to scare me in my home after feeding him a good meal!?)

Then she smiles showing all her teeth in a very tick off look ("He wants entertainment, I GIVE HIM THE ENTERTAINMENT HE WANTS!!)

**BREAKING NEW**

"We're here live tell you the breaking news in hell! There's videos shown of Bear demon Nunya throwing the Radio demon!" Tom say then you can here audience gasping in the background then Katie respond "Crazy I'm I right!? I thought her she yelling at Valentino is the retarded thing now I think she have no brain at all in her fat head for she throwing one of the strongest overlords! Hahaha She is so dead!"

A Demon with a tv for a head stop whatever he doing looking at the television after hearing about the radio demon

"Right you are Katie! Here the recording video footage of Nunya throwing Alastor by the bystander who seen it all!"

The video starts showing Nunya talking to Alastor. "Oh this is crazy! I quickly pull out my phone after seeing the psycho bear woman calling out for the radio demon, This is crazy man!" The R.D(Means recording demon) said in the video then another voice in the video response to R.D "I know right!? Knowing her history it is scary what she might do, But it is more terrifying if she angers the radio demon this whole area be in chaos.

Then video show Nunya looking down blushing the video shakes a little. "W-wha, She blushing!? I never see her acting like this before, She acting like a school girl confessing her crush, I'm used to her looking angry this is more scary!" R.d say in a nervous tone then the Bystander respond "D*mn, Maybe the rumors of Alastor have the charm to woos ladies of their feet is true. If he can charm her anything possible!"

Then other bystander can be hear in the background of the video "Oh no, My Val×Nunya shipping club is in danger!"

"....Wait wha-" Before R.D about to turns the camera to see who saids that Nunya suddenly hugs Alastor's small waist with Alastor flinch at the contact but still keep a smiling face. "WHAT!?!?" R.d yell in disbelief. "She hugging the radio demon!? This is insane, Did she confess her lust for him and he accepts!?" The bystander say in shock. "Well looks like my shipping sinks in the bottom of a cold cruel sea ." Another bystander say in sadness.

Then they hear a loud "GO TO HEAVEN!!!!"

Then all of sudden the video show Nunya quickly lift Alastor off the ground then make a briefly fast spin with him in her arms then let him go causing him to went flying way up the sky with nonstop while making a inhuman scream with radio static sound slowing goes away the further he flown. Demon bystanders can be heard in the video gasping, shouting in disbelief , and saying we gonna die.

"Oh my Lucifer, D-did she just throw the radio demon?" R.d saying in high pitched voice." The video zooming at the red sky trying to see where Alastor thrown off to but he flew too far to been seen. "THANK YOU FOR SHOPPING AT MEAT MARKET HOPE TO SEE YOU NEVER!" Nunya was heard yelling without the video showing her since it too focus on the sky.

"Ight I'm gonna head out the area before the radio demon comes back rip us all apart." R.d say while the video quickly went down showing the ground while shaking rapidly from R.d running. "You right about that!" The bystander yell out in the background. Before the video ends another bystander can be hear "Yes, My ValxNunya shipping club is still floating!"

The tv demon look at television with eyes widen a little of the bear demon easily throwing the Radio demon then the news come back on with Katie "Such absolute madness am I right!? What I can't believe the Radio demon let that crazy woman hug him! Does he have a fat fetish as well!?" Katie laughs then Tom respond "Well I couldn't blame him, Did you see the video where somebody film her closely while she fighting demons? The fight causing her dress to lift up enough to show she had one thick a** under that dress!"

Katie stare at the camera smiling angrily then grab a pen using it to stab Tom under the desk causing him to fall over to the ground while screaming in pain without looking at him.

The Katie continue "In other news! We lucky have the video by another demon recording where the radio demon lands! Roll the clip! Stop screaming you little bit-" The video cuts to showing a pool party showing demons doing something that no parents want their child to see.

All of sudden a animalistic scream was heard out of nowhere then a big splash was heard causing some demons in the pool closeby scream in surprised. The video quickly turn to showing six succubus looking down the water at something then pop out is the radio demon with loud radio static smiling angrily while looking around to find someone then a radio screech was heard when he stop and face change to smiling horror when he realized he is surrounded by nude succubus.

The Succubus giggles while eyed him lustfully then all of them quickly grabbing him and the radio demon scream in horror. A laugh heard then the video turns to show in close by is Valentino lending in the head of the pool surrounded by nude demons. "Come on Al, Sit back and enjoy the rides!" He keep laughing then the video quickly turns to Alastor still screaming struggling with all of them trying to take his clothes off then he teleports away causing the succubus demons to groans in disappointment. "Aww, He was cute too" one of them say *Video ends*

The Tv demon laugh at the video of Alastor over reacting of see nude demons. Then he stop and thinking about that bear woman that cause this. (Maybe I should go meet this woman. Someone who brave enough to throw the radio demon is worth to meet.) He thinking while smirking.

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Finally I done! Thank you for spending your time reading it! This is one of the toughest story I ever write plus with my internet goes down randomly causing me to start over many times!😭

But still I have fun writing it, I hope you enjoy it since it is kinda my first fanfic story writing. Also here another fanart of Alastor and my ocs I made! Please don't repose!. 🎶🦌💥🐻💢

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