#dont let your higher ups bully you

[beast-of-mosss]

Also, if you're a minor working—please, please, be aware of the laws for minors. Most work places follow the laws, but I have been in places where they. Just. Didn't. And were probably breaking a lot of laws there.

[gothghostiie]

telling cod characters "use your words"

pt 2 of this (141)

characters: Alejandro, Rodolfo, Valeria, Graves, König, Nikto

cw: dom!reader, brat!reader, slapping, bondage/gagging, manhandling, edging/denial, switch!rudy, hints of loser!könig maybe, gn!reader

Alejandro straight up laughs at you when you tell him to use his words. stops his hand when you take a hold of him, stares at you for about 5 seconds before breaking into laughter, grabbing your face and squishing your cheeks together gently. "you think you can tell me what to do, mi amor? you're fucking adorable." before you can even think to answer you get pinned to the bed; he'll make sure you won't be saying any words when he's done with you later.

Rodolfo depends on his mood. if he's feeling more dominant he chuckles, kissing to your ear while his hand trails between your legs, whispering every detail of what he want to do to you. if hes feeling more subby tho, he looks up from where he was kissing, cheeks hot as he stammers a bit. "por favor.. solo déjame hacerte sentir bien.." he pleads softly, a soft whine escaping his lips when you pull him up by his hair, eyes lidded and pleading while his fingers dig into your soft skin,

valeria? dont even fucking try. she doesnt take kindly to brats (even though she loves breaking them). her fingers caress your thigh higher until you stop her, telling her to use her words. she stops in her tracks, that look in her eyes that you know too well. "say that again pequeño.." she hums lowly, if you actually do? before the last word even leaves your mouth you have her hand leave a burning sting on your cheek. "again?"

Graves is a bastard. he tries to get frisky with you, but you stop him and tell him to use his words. he stares before chuckling. "let me show you, yea?" soon enough you find yourself tied up, ball gag in your mouth and his hands and lips all over your sex. he's working relentlessly, abusing all of your good spots until you almost cum - then stopping. you buck and whine, he grins. "what, you want something? use your words, baby." you try to babble against the gag, but the cocky smile on his face tells you that you're in for a long night.

König gets absolutely flustered when you tell him to use his words. "what?" he fumbles and blinks, you chuckle at his embarrassment from being put on the spot like that. gets frustrated at his inability to do it, to talk dirty to you, your laughing making it worse even if it's without malice. eyes darken a bit when he decides to just take what he wants, pinning you down and bullying his cock into your poor hole until you apologise :[

Nikto doesn't make a move like that on you often, he usually outright asks if he wants something from you. but when he does, you decide to be a little bratty, grinning up at him as you tell him to use his words, putting a hand on his chest to push him off slight. he stares you down, expression unreadable before he finally reacts. grabs your jaw in a tight but gentle grip, leaning in close, all while keeping eye contact. "don't fuck around, pretty. you might hear things you don't want to."

[gojipink]

sweet talkers

ஐ ft. kaeya, childe, thoma

ஐ summary. men who cant shut up when they fuck you!

ஐ warnings. N.SFW, mdni, fem!reader, dirty talk, fingering (f. rec.), rough sex, riding, humiliation kink if u close one eye and squint the other. 1.5k words

kaeya 

kaeya’s number one favorite thing to do is watch your body react to just his words alone. his honey-coated voice making the pure obscenities that leave his lips that much more dirty, making your entire body flush hot. his second favorite thing- being at eye level with your pussy as he finger fucks you into oblivion. his head resting against your knee occasionally turning to plant wet kisses and little bites along the inside of your thigh, other hand lovingly stroking your outer thigh as he watches his girl put on the best show just for him. loves to watch his slender fingers sink deep inside your drooling cunt, loves watching it twitch and clench as he talk you through your building high.

“ooh angel,” he sighs as he slowly plunges in two fingers, “she’s already soaked for me.”

slowly scissoring his fingers apart, your walls fluttering at the feeling of being stretched.

“you weren't thinking about this all day, were you? weren't thinking about me in between your pretty legs and watching this pussy greedily suck in my fingers, were you?”   

your eyes shut tightly as you shake your head in embarrassment from his teasing words, though he’s not really paying attention. eyes zeroed in on your twitching hole, mind only focused on the way your walls constrict around him with each suggestive sentence. 

pumping his fingers in and out just a little faster, his breathing picks up as he watches slick ooze out with every thrust.

“shit,” he whispers in awe, “takin’ it so well, pretty. just sucking me in, you like it that much, hm? like it when i watch you like this?” his fingers curl up, rubbing against your g-spot, your hands flying up to your mouth to muffle the loud moan he rips out of you. 

his mind goes a little fuzzy watching the display in front of him, hips involuntarily grinding against the mattress as he listens to each wet squelch sound your pussy makes. 

“mmmh, looks like it feels so good, baby.” he groans,  his other arm snaking over your thighs to press his thumb against your clit, “oh fuck, i’ll never get over this,” he mumbles to himself. 

your moans are getting higher in pitch as you twist the sheets in your fists, “kae-ah-! i-nngh!” 

“i know, angel, i know,” he pants out, a little lightheaded watching your hole pulse and grip onto his fingers. “cum, pretty girl, lemme watch you, yeah? lemme see you cum” 

his words of encouragement only making your impending orgasm hit you sooner and harder, kaeya prolonging your high by talking you through it, 

“uuuugh, there you go, baby, ooh that looks so good, you're so good, look at you, hm? feels so good, yeah? this is what you wanted all day, huh princess?” 

squirming around in his hold as his fingers dont let up on your gummy spot. 

eyes clouded with need, his head only filled with wanting to see more, more, more.

“one more, angel, one more, please, i promise. lemme see it again, need to see it again, you can do it right, baby? youve been waiting all day, youre not satisfied with just once, right?” he slurs out all in one breath.

childe 

his mind is breaking, he knows it is. fucking you so deep trying to bully his tip into your womb after he just made you cum with his tongue just seconds ago. your sweet slick smeared across his lips and chin, tongue still tasting of you while his cock stretches out your impossibly tight walls. to have all five of his senses completely taken over by you and your perfect cunt, he can't stop the incessant praise and babbles that flow from his lips. 

“oooh, such a good girl, huh? wanna be nothing but good for me, right baby?” he pants out, eyes flitting from your fucked out expression to watching your little hole greedily swallow him whole. you squeeze your eyes shut, body flaring up with heat as he talks so lewdly nonstop.

“wanna hear you say it, baby, c’mon please? say it, say ‘im a good girl’ c’mon you can do it.” 

you throw an arm around your face, cheeks burning bright red in embarrassment. taking note of your defiance, childe shifts slightly hitting your g-spot with pinpoint accuracy causing you to cry out, arms reaching out to hold onto his biceps to ground yourself. 

“ooooh, babe,” he groans, “i bet that felt so good, yeah? you want me to do it again, hm? you just gotta say it for me, just once ‘im a good girl’, c’mon pretty, look at me lemme hear it,” he blabbers, a telltale sign he’s pussydrunk.

peeking up at him through your eyelashes, cheeks blushing brightly, knowing that he won't let up until he hears what he wants from you. 

“ ’m-mmh..a g-good ah-! girl..” you manage to choke out.

grinning down at you, he makes your embarrassment worth it as he resumes hitting your gummy little spot, adding his thumb to rub rough little circles on your clit, white hot pleasure threatening to consume you. 

“ooh shit-!,” he huffs out a little delirious laugh as your pussy clamps down hard on his throbbing dick, “look at her, babe. she’s just sucking me in, huh? you love being my good girl that much? f-fuck! s-so tight, baby, keep squeezin’ on me like that, oh shit”

knowing your teetering right on the edge, childe rubs on your clit a little faster.

“c’mon, sweet girl, let go for me. i’ve gotcha, c’mon give it to me”

tossing your head back, your high pitched moan rings through the bedroom, childe’s mouth waters as he watches his dick become coated with a sticky layer of your slick.

he forces himself to pull out before his own orgasm hits, using his strength to quickly lift your thighs up and over his shoulders, still gushing pussy twitching in his face before he dives in. sloppy tongue gathering any cum that's leaking out, his eyes rolling back at the taste of you. strong arms hold your hips steady as you squirm against the bedsheets, the prick of overstimulation making you flinch against each rough lap of his tongue. mumbling out unintelligible words of praise and moans as he obscenely slurps at your pulsing hole, his nose rubbing against your clit practically smothering himself just to get a drop more.

thoma 

a bit overstimulated since he already came once before from the handjob you gave him just moments before climbing up on him and sinking down on his still twitching length. face flushed bright red eyebrows knitted together half closed eyes staring up at you in a daze as you bounce and grind yourself on his cock. lips slightly parted with the tiniest bit of drool leaking from the corner of his lips. 

“s’too good,” he slurs “ngh t-too good, baby uuugh” 

you hum in pleasure as you rake your nails along his chest, watching as goosebumps litter his skin. riding him a little faster, your pussy involuntary clenching around him at each particularly well angled thrust.

“ah-! s-slow baby please-ugh! d-dont mmph don’ wanna cum…n-not yet mmmh d-ah!-don't make me yet” 

you faux pout at him “you dont wanna cum, thoma? dont you wanna fill me up, puppy?”

he whines out at the pet name, eyes squeezing together trying his hardest to get a grip on himself. 

“i wanna, i wanna” he pants out ‘n-not yet, just wa-wanna stay…nngh! shit! oooh s’good princess, so good. mmmph, a-always sooo good.” he slurs, unfocused half-lidded eyes looking up at you.

you smile to yourself knowing you have thoma right where you want him. it isn't an easy task to make him lose all his reservations and inhibitions and its even harder to make sure he's on the receiving end of all this pleasure. he’s such a giver that he barely cares about his own needs and wants when it comes making you feel good. he's always been an attentive lover, your pleasure always a priority, always making sure your needs are taken care of first. but you’ve learned that if you play your cards right, pounce on him before he can think too much, he’ll go along with whatever you want. any other thoughts disappear one by one until there's nothing in his brain other than you and your warm pussy milking him for everything he's worth, making him so pussydrunk he can't stop babbling, words blurring together. 

“mmmh love you, love you so much oh god, im yours, i'm yours everything is yours.”

gathering any remaining strength he has left, he rises on an elbow and looks down for a split second at where you two meet, his eyes immediately rolling back at the lewd image, head lolling back.

“f-fuck…” he whimpers out voice hitching up an octave “g-gonna cum, mmmh, b-baby please please please can i cum inside, ngh, feels so good oooh f-feels so good dont stop please please please let me cum fu-”

[antiwhores]

hear me out - being with newly appointed pro hero bakugou and finding out he's a virgin, slowly introducing him into new things and him, the big bad and scary kastuki bakugou, being a whiny baby in bed 👀

could be a series, could be a drabble, I'm just putting my ideas on the table yk 🤷🏽‍♀️

(just read this over, and it's so vague and not descriptive 💀 clearly there's a reason I don't write myself but anywaysss)

You’re so real for this.

He confesses to his virginity one night during patrol - on accident of course. You’re his sidekick, maybe a little higher in rank then him. You LOVE to tease him. People call you crazy for it since hes always so close to blasting you to hell but you dont care. The angry flush on his face always does it for you.

“You probably pay for prostitutes all the time Bakugou!” He clicks his tongue dismissively at you, “The hell I do.” “Just admit you’re a devious pervert! I already know! You wanna know how I know? The way you stare at me when I-“ “IM A VIRGIN. THERE ARE NO PROSTITUTES.”

Big mistake on his part, the teasing gets worse. Who knew that the great Dynamite would let his secretary bully him?

“Hey Dynamite, ‘bet you haven’t even kissed anyone yet, huh?” You blurt one day through a giggle. These files were getting boring and having to sit in silence for too long made you antsy. He mumbled something under his breath before continuing to highlight passages through his reading glasses.

You questioned him but he ignored you. You hated being ignored.

You got up and walked over to him, spinning his chair towards you and supporting yourself on his thighs. “Am I right then?” You cooed, inches before his face. He groaned, “Do your fucking work and leave me alone before I fire your ass.”

Your face immediately lights up, “Oh my god! You haven’t!” A red bush infects his cheeks when he looks away. He looks embarrassed and humiliated and you start to feel bad. “Shut the fuck up, I have before.”

You wrap yours arms around his neck and pull him in to your chest. “Its okay~.” And in the split of a second, without even thinking, you connect your lips to his. It was quick, just a small peck.

But Bakugou was HOOKED. his face was blushed and his breathing was picking up.

He would never admit this but he does have a thing for you. He thinks about you a lot. A LOT. In ways that he shouldn’t whilst being your boss. He finds himself at night thinking about all of your words. Your teases and your lingering touches.

He thinks that you brainwashed him, you’re definitely lying about your quirk. Your quirk has to be a love plague type.

Thats why he grabbed your face and shoved his tongue in your mouth. Thats also why he shoved you on his lap and held you there just so he could hump you like a feral bunny until he came all over himself.

Its also why he’s texting you at 2 am with his cock in his hand.

Katsuki: Oi

Y/n: Whats up, boss?

How is he supposed to ask to fuck you? But not right away? But he still wants to touch and fuck you? Also he wants nudes.

This is too confusing.

Y/n: Your dick is probably in your hand right now. Isn’t it?

He’s adding telepathy to you quirk file tomorrow.

Y/n: I’ll help you out. *one attachment*

You sent a picture of your bare, soapy titties. He didn’t think that he could get harder in his hands. His slow and sensual strokes turned hard and fast until he came on himself for the second time today.

Damn it, you were going to be the end of him.

After last night, you both would meet up. It was never planned but always just whenever he would drag you into an enclosed space with a huge hard on.

“Fuck, can you… can we…” You had to squint to see his expression through the darkness of the closet. He was red from the neck to the ears and he breathed in deep, unsteady breaths.

You had already jerked him off once today. He was whining, gripping his desk so hard that it started to chip when he was closed to his high.

“Hmm, I don’t think you’re ready.” You cooed.

He balled up his fists and clenched his teeth at that. “Im not a fucking teenager.” “Yeah well you cum like one.”

Before he could rebuttal you got on your knees. He immediately closed his mouth as you began to unbuckle his belt. “Ill give you something close to it since I’m so nice.”

You whip out his cock so fast his breath hitches. He’s a lot bigger than you’ve ever taken before. You look down to hide the intimidated smile.

He was puddy in your hands as soon as you took the first lap up his cock. You felt his hands tangle in your hair when you finally went down. A moan slipped out before he could catch it when you deep throated him.

Up and down, up and down. His moans got more and more verbal until he started to speak.

“Fuck…. Tellin’ me I can’t fuck you, i- haah- can handle it.”

You panties felt soaked from the dirty words turned insults dropping from his lips. “Fuckin’ tease.” “This is the only thing- haah- you’re good for.”

You could tell he was close; his cock constricted and his knees started to buckle. Suddenly, he grabbed your head and started to face fuck you. All you could do was grab onto his thighs like your life depended on it until he was done.

He moaned loud and long before coming in heavy ropes down your throat. His whole body shook and his eyes rolled back into his head. “Fuuuuuck.”

He refused to move until you swallowed all of his cum. You went into a coughing fit as soon as he freed you from his fat cock.

He bent down and looked you in your clouded eyes. His face flushed and panting, “Thanks.” He uttered awkwardly.

[azurlily]

Can I request mary dating hc’s

Yes and for some reason my tumblr us acting weird and not letting me format things normally. This won't have smut unless specificly requested. Idk here you gooo. Completely UNEDITED.

Mary Satome Headcannons

As a partner Mary acts much like she does with Yumeko. Except kinder, or in some cases meaner. When first meeting you she doesn't know how to act, does she like you or hate you? Does her heart beat too fast and she cant look at you? What's wrong with her?!

Mary's love for you is unconditional, and I truly mean unconditional. She's slightly obsessed, she sees you as being able to do no harm. (Even if you're worse than her.)

As a girlfriend, Mary definitely gives you gifts a lot. She feels the need to make up for being mean all the time, and she sees this as a good way. If you're the type to not accept gifts like that, she will pester you until you do.

As a girlfriend, Mary enjoys holding you hand. She doesn't care about the approval of others as much when she's around you. She trusts you not to hurt her, and this us one of her ways of showing trust. She gives you more than she has and never regrets it.

Mary is still rude as a girlfriend, that'll never change. Although she's rude for completely different reasons. If you happen to not be eating, sleeping, or you just aren't taking good care of yourself. Be prepared to get yelled at, she doesn't care who it's in front of.

Mary does enjoy flirting with you, seeing your face get red and seeing you look away gives her a rush. Sometimes she'll just hug you and/or kiss your forehead. Although those are reserved for private time.

Mary hates when Yumeko hugs you. She'll pull the girl off and hug you, it's almost like a python restricting you. She's more touchy than usual, feeling the (unnecessary) need to stake her claim over you.

As a girlfriend, Mary gamble's against you over stupid things. Unlike Yumeko, the stakes aren't stupidly high. No, she just wants to pay for the date, but if you want to pay this time... well she'll make you gamble with her. And when you lose (because let's be honest you're not that good) you have to let her pay, and deal with the shame of losing.

As a girlfriend, Mary also gambles with you. The two of you will sit side by side, while Yumeko and Ryota sit in front of you. Yumeko and Mary joke about how it's a friendly game, but halfway through you're not so sure anymore. In fact you worry about playing against Yumeko at all times.

Mary hates it when the president comes with a 50 foot radius of you. Not even joking, she'd threaten Kirari over you. Of course she'd be scared as hell while doing it, but she isn't letting that bitch anywhere near you. She also hates Ririka coming near you at first too, over time that changes.

"I dont love you, love is a very strong- I'm lying! Dont cry please- my god!"

There has definitely been a time when she's said something along those lines. You cried and her reaction switched up real quick. She was apologizing like never before, and that memory will be ingrained in her mind forever. She hates the idea of you not loving her, and she hates herself for saying that.

Mary takes you on dates like it's nobodies business! That girl would spend every dime she had to make sure you're happy. Then she'd make the money back by gambling with some idiots. Higher stakes probably, and she'd bring Yumeko to watch. She'd bring you too, but that's so you can see her in action.

Speaking of, as a girlfriend, Mary loves your validation. She literally lives for it. If you tell she did anything right, she's thinking about it all day. Sure, she acts like it isn't a big deal, but Mary treasures you more than herself.

So I'm gonna circle back to the being mean thing. So before the two of you dated, Mary wasn't the nicest towards you. She didn't treat you like a house pet, but she was a bully. She'd made you cry at least once, and while she personally couldn't tell how she felt. Mary knew she didn't like seeing you cry.

Of course, because you has to build trust, Mary has to earn it. Mary had visited you in your classroom, giving you small tips on gambling or maybe even just talking to you. She enjoyed her time with you, and would usually leave the classrooms as red as a tomato. It's not her fault you're so kind to her!

Mary definitely made you gamble her and the agreement would be like: 'you have to do whatever she says for a week if you lose and vice versa.' Mary had pretty much forcer you to go on dates with her, and by the end of the week she'd ask you out. She gave you the chance to say no, but you didn't and that made her all the happier.

After that there were many bumps in the road of yalls relationship, just like any other. You two were ready though, and hell you could maybe just imagine marrying this girl. Maybe.

[oh-for-fic-sake-library]

A Stuffy Called Geb Chapter 1

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Summary: It was your turn to help train Matt , and as usual the kylo fanatic was quick to bring up the magnificent supre leader, who you actuallyheld in high regard yourself. Bonding ensues, but you might have gotten a little too comfortable with Matt and over shared some personal embarrassing details about yourself. But it could be worse? I mean it wasnt like the leader of the first order was going to find out or anything... Right?

Warnings : DDLG, Age play, Anxiety, fluff, homour, swearing, closet little trying to make a friend.

A/N: so i cant get the idea of daddydom!kylo finding a little hidden within his ranks. I love ddlg dynamics and really do think kylo has a soft nurturing side thag in canon he hates. But what if he had an outlet? One single person he could fawn over to get it out of his system so he can be a hard ass on everyone else?

Wordcount: fairly short for me.

You entered the break room, cautiously crossing the space making sure to wav out of everyones way lest you become the butt of another joke. You managed to arrive at your destination; the caf pot. You moved quickly grabbing a fresh cup silently praying there was some actual caf left on the pot, and that it was still warm. Luck had to be on your side as the pot poured hot fresh caf into you cup.

"Oh thank the stars for that" you muttered before moving to place the pot back down. Only to pause when another cup emerged from behinde you. You yelped slightly, not hearing anyone creep up beside you, and nervously turned hoping it wasnt one of the bullies you unfortunately had to work with. But you were pleasantly surprized. Instead of a Jake or his little posse of ass kissers and assholes there stood the tall handsome yet clumsy newbie called Matt.

You flicked your gaze up faltering slightly. You drew a deep breath. Oh yeah you had Matt with you today. Not that you minded, you just werent the most social. But then again years of torment and bullying by your peers would do that to you. You calmed yourself somewhat and craned your head up higher and higher realising once again just how over whelmingly big he was. He was huge, in every aspect. You smiled up at him trying desperately not to screw up a chance to possibly make a freind.

"M-morning Matt. Caf?" You offered whilst busying yourself popping three sugars into your caf and stirring. Matt eyed you carefully before nodding quietly.

"Morning, yes caf please." he answered in his usuall awkward yet slightly demanding tone. But his eyes locked onto you, staring at you intently, a slight quirk to his brow. You smiled anxiously youd worked with Matt only once and that was when youd found him abandoned by karen in the corridor and decided to help him fix the little blunder he'd made on the calcinator.

"So i dont know if youve been told already, but today your with me" you anounced quickly pouring out a cup for him and handed it over trying to ignore anxiety building inside of you. You really didnt want to mess up and have another colleague laughing at you behinde your back. You had to act normal. Just be calm and normal.

"Oh good, i want to avoid Karen" he added following you away from the caf pot to let the others get to it. You flicked your gaze around noticing the others were sending you side eyes and smirking at you. Clearly they were waiting for you to make a fool of yourself as usual.

"We all do. Shes err, difficult. Well we dont have much for today but you sir are a lucky duck~ we are working in the rear star destroyer dock today and the finaliser is finally scheduled to dock there. Isnt that cool? Were gonna see her come in" you babbled nerves getting the better of you. He always made you nervous, he wasnt like he seemed? He had a strange aura. Powerful, stern, authoritative. He felt like a; no. No way. There was no way Matt was one of those. But god he was definitely huge enough to make you feel little. Fuck. That was a dangerous thought, now all your going to imagine is how easily he could man handle you if you were a brat. Shit.

"You like the finaliser?" Matt asked following you out of the break room grabbing your tool bags from the small cubbies by the door. You looked down and shrugged embarrassed by the way he said it. He'd noticed your odd enthusiasm.

"Yeah, sorry i get too excited. Ever since i was a kid I'd wanted to see a star destroyer." You uttered twiddling your fingers in the strap of your bag.

"So do you like star destroyers in general or just the finaliser?" He asked this time in a less abraisive tone. He sounded careful, gentle. Nothing like the matt youd seen before now. You looked at him confused by the change but offered him a small smile.

"All of them i suppose, growing up stories of the old empires fleet and stuff? I could never get my head around them. Their just so huge and stuff; even now i get excited just seeing them" you explained slightly dejected knowing youd made a fool of yourself. But still a little thrown off by his change in demeanour. He seemed to back off? The stern prickly aura tht surrounded him mellowed out. It was nice, like he was reassuring you in some unspoken way.

You couldnt help glancing up at him nervously, trying to figure him out. If anything he didnt seem to mind your small outburst, he just carried on wth the conversation as you both walked the halls towards the elevators like getting over excited was a normal thing in the first order. You flicked your gaze away quickly before he caught you staring. Fuck. He didnt look like he thought less of you for getting all giddy over something so small.

"I understand that. They are awe inspiring, an engineering marvel" Matt's lip quirked ever so slightly when you perked up again beaming up at him bouncing back from your self doubt quickly.

"Exactly! We might even see her dock if we're lucky; did you know its the first time shes coming in to dock since the supremacy? Shes never been on the supernova before" you chirped happily scanning your pass at the faster maintenance elevator.

"Soo you take this rag and slip it over the clamp and just pop it here... no this way, remember righty tighty... your right; thats it. Then that way the pannel cant spring back and catch your fingers" you explained leaning over to hold the spring loaded sliding door back out of matts way so he could place a clamp in front of it.

"Huh... Thats alot easier" he uttered with a grunt as you released the hatch door letting it meet the clamp and stay open without risking any fingers.

"I take it the others didnt show you that trick?" You sighed with a frown as he marveled at the now secure hatch door for a second.

"No, i caught my fingers alot see?" He growled, one eye twitching in irritation before holding his hands up showing you a few nasty bruises and small cuts where these finger death traps had clearly pinched him. You winced hissing through your teeth

"They are all bullies, dont let it get to you. They think their hot shit because they work on the supernova now. But like its not that hard you know? Its a big ship they need tonnes of us here. Personally I'd rather work on her" you reassured him with a light pat on the arm before flicking your eyes to the huge ship that was docked no more then forty feet from you.

You shook your head, shoving the longing from your mind before peeking into the hatch useing your torch to dig around for the problem.

"Ah. Jakes handy work." You uttered spying the issue. A lower voltage cable haphazardly bridging two connectors. Luckily you had some of the correct sized wire spare this was a common issue.

"Hmm? How do you know that?" He asked with a frown not likeing the way you didnt sound surprized by a mistake. Like this was a regular occurrence.

"He always uses this for everything. This sector needs thicker cables for the higher voltages going to the star destroyers. He doesnt like carrying it down here because... well im not sure why to be honest" you explained moving over to show him the problem wire. You ended with a shrug but pulled back from the hatch to dig around in your bag.

"All we have to do it replace this small section and it shouldnt short anymore, lets get to it" You said over your shoulder as you began pulling things out of your bag to get to the replacement wire.

"Now see these wires are already stripped? We just smoosh them together and then twist, it makes the most reliable connection... good job! Now we tape it" you instructed watching Matt work the electrical components and secure it in place. Luckily Matt had picked up alot on the job and had not only disconnected the useless wire, but replaced the connecters either end just to make sure everything worked.

"So why are the others so nasty to you?" He asked out of the blue as he tightened the two screws securing the plastic safety cover on the open wires. You stuttered at him before shaking your head deciding to pretend you didnt know what he was talking about. But he sat up fixing you with a single look making you feel like a kid caught in a lie.

"The others, they avoid you unless they are tormenting you. Why? You seem... competent and pretty harmless, actually nice" he pried again this time not giving you any room to deny or deflect. you sighed defeated, slumping on the spot feeling pretty pathetic.

"You noticed that? Well they are bullies" he frowned at that it was the second time youd called them that. This time he was determined to get to the bottom of it,his eyes grew colder. You shuddered. This man? There really was something about him. Something completely feral yet contained? He just had something dangerous about him. But not in a 'im big and we both know i could crush you' way. It was? Darker, refined, pronounced. Honed.

"But why?" He coaxed again, his voice growing sharper. You got the distinct feeling he wasnt used to asking a second time. And most certainly never had to repeat himself a third time.

You swallowed dryly feeling a tense curiosity grow between you both. He wasnt going to drop this, you might aswell tell him so he can laugh at you and be done with it.

"A few things, as you noticed i tend to get excited quickly, sometimes i say things without thinking? They also know about my past failures... And well they found out about my hobby and i became a joke" you trailed off hoping he'd get the hint from your vague answers and leave the conversation there. But he didnt instead he seemed to perk up his gaze intensified.

"Hobby? Not many people still have hobbies in the first order?"

"I know its sad right? Just because we work here doesnt mean we gotta be a bunch of faceless boring old farts" you covered your mouth quickly but the words hd already escaped. Fuck, why are you like this? The one time you could really use a thought to mouth filter it failed again.

"So whats your hobby?" You did a double take before frowing confused. Why did he care?

"I err well i make clothes for dolls and stuff" you mumbled, mixing your words a little bit. Some part of you still waring you this was a bd idea nd he was just going to make fun of you for it. The other more submissive part reasoning he wasnt the type to be refused.

"Dolls?" you cringed at his tone, he didnt sound creeped out, or as if he was about to laugh in your face but he sounded off? Strained? As if he'd been anticipating something like that but had hoped youd say something different.

"Yeah it started when i was a kid... When the first order took over my home planet the the job market crashed especially when the first order began conscripting kids" you paused for a moment gauging his reaction before deciding you should elaborate more.

"There wasnt many options for anyone i got conscripted but I failed the physicals and at the time couldnt read so failed the IQ tests. But my reaction time was quick so they wanted to train me as a pilot but i got terrible motion sickness. In the end they said i was useless and dumped me back home. I failed to be worthy of any resources" you recounted trying your best not to sound pathetic or depressed. But honestly being dumped back home for being useless really did a number on your self esteem for a good few years.

"The only other careers i could try once home were prostitution, serving girl, seamstress or try to abandon the planet and join the resistance. I became a seamstress because it meant i could learn to read patterns and stuff. Luckily because of my small hands i was ideal for making clothes for infants and smaller races" you added proud of your achievements. Although they were small you had done it all by yourself, no schooling or first order academies. Just you in your tiny bunk studying at night.

"But how do you get from illiterate seamstress to first order engineer?" Surprisingly the question didnt sting, nor was it harsh. He seemed invested in hearing how you actually ended up here. It was flattering in a way.

"Oh i had to learn to read as part of my apprenticeship; for patterns and stuff then i learned how to fix the machinery in the warehouses, i was the best person for the job because again small hands" you giggled raising your smaller then average hands and wiggled your fingers at him.

"I could reach where others couldnt when the sewing and press machines died. Then the first order came back to the planet looking for those with mechanical skills, they were desperate. We were taken to the supernova in its early days; just after snoke died and the commander becme supreme leader. I was trained up to keep things running smoothly while the more senoir engineers were sent to the more technical sectors" you ended your tale there wasnt much to say after that, youd gone through training and been assigned to your sector.

You moved to the open hatch and began loosening the clamp prompting matt to catch the door and let it slide shut without capturing your fingers.

"And why did the others laugh at you? I mean you just make clothes?" He pried not letting you escape his initial question.

"Yeah... its everything really? They already think Im too childish and get mysel upset or excited easily. Then they found out about Geb." You grunted, cursing yourself for letting Gebs name slip through knowing that this was going to be the point he began to ridicule you.

"Geb?" You nodded without looking up at him while making yourself busy by collecting your toold and playing your own game of tetris tryingnto fit everything neetly back into your bag

"Yes he is... he's a small bear stuffy, i brought him with me to remind me of home and i make all my outfits for him and dress him up. I made him little first order uniforms and tropper armour and stuff."

"You dress him up in uniform?" He asked his face breaking out into a grin. Though you couldnt tell if he was trying not to laugh or not.

"Yeah but not just officers and stuff; hey you like the supreme leader right? I did him" you changed the topic quickly, hopeing bringing up the man would send Matt into a kylo ren ted talk and get yourself out of the metaphorical hot seat.

"You made geb a kylo ren uniform?" He reiterated slowly as if needing to say it to let it sink in. You eyed him curiously waiting to see if he was offended on the commanders behalf or not. But when he finally chuckled you relaxed before gushing over the small bear you loved.

"Yeah i even did a little light saber too and and his helmet is removable and a little hood on his cloak oh oh and he has his little belt but the best part is his little fluffy ears poke out through his mask and stuff he is so cute, Geb's lived in it since i made it" you cooed letting yourself getting carried away explaining the little outfit youd spent almost a week creating. Matt beamed at you nodding along encouraging you, enjoying the show of pure innocent adoration. But stunned you into silence as he cut through all the talk with one single question.

"You think kylo ren's cute?"

You sputtered quickly glowing red as the huge man chuckled down at you almost cooing sweetly in a very un-matt way. Clearly something about all this had tickled him pink. He looked pretty smug actually. Good lord you hope he wasnt really freinds with the big man, youd die if any of this got back to him.

"Wha; err no. I err i dont err well maybe? I've never seen him in person; not close up anyway but i? I suppose he's probably cute; handsome? I dont think he'd like the word cute but handsome is good i suppose? But I meant Geb is cute... his fluffy little ears poke out the top of his kylo mask" you began scratching at your head lightly, trying to figure out how to get out of this with at least a shred of dignity. If that was even possible. It took your around three seconds to start talking yourself in circles nervously, your thoughts warning you not to insult your beloved leader 1. Incase matt lost his cool about it like he did at lunch the other day and 2. Well if matt was close to the kylo? Youd rather the leader of the first order knew you thought he was hot instead of cute.

"What do you think about kylo ren? You must like him to make an outfit for Geb" ah theres the matt you know and love. Thank god you thought youd lost him for a second there.

"Well yeah. I think he is a good leader, hes a smart tactician and skilled. Hes an astounding pilot and a frightening warrior;"

"You think he's frightening?" You frowned at the indignation in matts tone, the way he tensed and became clearly aggravated made you falter, why was he offended?

"Well dont you? He's so soo big, but then again so are you so you probably dont think he is scary; but to me your both soo huge!" You questioned blinking up at him curiously. Wasnt Matt scared of the supreme leader? Didnt he hear all the stories? You quickly grew uneasy with the mans simmering stare and tried to diffuse the situation by making a little comparrison between him and kylos impossible hieghts waving your hand at him animatedly. He finally cracked a smirk before tipping his head to the side .

"Your scared of my size?" He teased with a chuckle.

"No, i mean i was at first but now im not. You wont hurt me. But Kylo might if i annoy him and well most people think im annoying. But he is really scary he's stupid strong and people say he gets angry super quick and it just... he is really scary to me. i mean people chuckle about the way he says he is going to surpass darth vader but i think he already has in his own way" your words continued, thoughts and opinions on the commander that youd never shared with anyone pouring from you. You werent a fangirl but you did understand alot more of the subtleties that whent hand in hand with the commander and his abilities.

"You do? How?" Matt was quick to ask, he seemed eager to hear everything you had to say. As if he were glad someone else shared his love of the commander.

"His saber. Its all erratic and static-y, people can laugh about it. But that just shows they have no clue to what it takes to do something like that. That kyber crystal? Its gotta be cracked or something." You explained letting your theory out. Youd never really had anyone to explain this too before. It was actually nice to talk about so ething other than work a.nd food for a change

"How do you know about kyber?" You finched back at the sudden cold demanding tone. Warning? Threat? No, something else. Defensive. but your not sure why?

"I grew up on stories of the old empire. My grandpa was an inquisitor, i know the red sabers are made with bloodied angry kybers" you shrugged trying to play off the uneasy feelings matt gve you.

"You know not even vaders rage and hate managed to damage his kyber crystal. So for Ren to... the power it took to do that?" You spoke up again trying to make him perk up and snap out of the eerie calculating gze he had trapped you in. Luckily praising the commander seemd to do the trick. Thnk god, matt was a big guy, he was scary when his mood soured.

"Exactly! Its about time someone understood!" you grinned as mtt beamed down at you with an oddly fanatic look bout him. He relly did love to commander... it was almost creepy. But he was brightening up gain so you run with it.

"He's already got more going on then lord vader did. I just hope people dont manipulate him like its said they did with lord vader. Ren could be so much more. I mean as long as people dont mess with his head and stuff he'll finish what lord vader started, he has more drive." You summrised, in all honestly it was all true. Atleast in your mind, and thats not to sy you worshipped the ruler, well not like Matt seemed to anyway. But you did hold lot of respect and helthy amount of fear for the man. You secretly hoped youd never come face to face with him, youd probably die from a heart attack.

"You sound like you care for him despite your fear?" You faltered for a moment mulling over his words. You hummed for a moment contemplating your reply. Not just to keep him happy, but also genuinely cpnsideringnthe truth to hois statment. Finally you nodded to the huge man.

"I do. I mean I've never met him, if i did id either wet myself or he'd kill me for doing something stupid... like wetting myself probably" you chuckled trying to add a little humour, wanting to hopefully change the subject soon. You didnt exactly want to get caught gossiping about kylo. The last thing you needed was to give him an excuse to peak inside your mind, god knows what he could find...

"I dont think he'd kill you. You admire and respect him, he'd see that" Matt held your gaze leveling you with a stare, serious conviction that was sobering. Your demeanour changed once more uncertainty washing through you as his eyes bore into you. It was enough to make your head ache. But you ignored the light pressure of an oncoming head pains to continue your playfull facade.

"Like in my head? Oh god thatd be terrible what if he saw Geb? Or worse what if he found out i think hes good looking under that mask and has a gorgeous butt?" You panicked playfully, flushing at the small nugget of truth hidden in your teasing. You breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure receded in a stuttered jagged reversal.

"You've been staring at the commanders butt?" Why did he sound so smug about that? Unless he swings that way? oh maybe thats it? Matt had a crush on him~ that was actually quite sweet.

"Yeah, have you seen the man climb into the silencer? Thats the best butt in the first order! Besides toffee face had the old gnarled and ugly covered right? And huckleberry has the pale and sickly outer rim orphan thing going on, so kylos gotta be the young and handsome" you blushed as Matt suddenly boomed a laugh, holding his stomach as he lost himself in his belly laugh. You watched queitly, you got the feeling he didnt get a laugh very often. It made you feel a little sense of pride knowing youd given that to him.

"Did you just call Snoke toffee face?" He uttered chuckling between words still trying to compose himself. But even when he managed to cease the laughter his grin stayed across his face lighting up his handsome features, almost giving him life eyes sparkling with something youd not noticed in them before.

"Yeah... err dont tell anyone about that; especially the supreme leader and you most definitely cant tell him about geb, or that he has a cute butt! Pinky promise?" You rubbed the back of your neck nervously before perking up again and held out your pinky. You froze as you did so feeling embarrassed at showing such childish behaviour. But instead of being put off he smirked down at you, tipping his head forward, raising a hand to hover next to yours.

"Sure, but only if I get to see geb dressed up as kylo" he anounced lowering his voice as he inched forward locking eyes with you. You could only manage to look him in the eye for a few seconds before blushing again brighter and avert your eyes, focusing on the vast open space of the docking bays behinde him.

"Err sure but only if you dont make fun ok? Its bad enough with the others" you mumbled aprihensively nodding to him.

"I wont make fun of you, its nice to see someone recognise our leaders greatness, you idolise him enough to create an efergy of him. Its cute" He smirked curling his pinky around yours sealing the deal with a little shake of pinkies.

Kylo couldnt help the way his body warmed as his mind began twisting itself around the idea of you. This little promise was much more then you realised, he was swearing to himself youd become his. It was only a matter of time.

He couldnt stop. He couldnt erase you from his mind. The tiny naive technician he'd spent the day with. It was rare for him to be so drawn to someone. But you? You admired him, and understood his greatness more then most, understood him more than even he could ever imagine. You belived in him, worshipped him! It had taken everything in him not to reveal himself then and there. To tell you how right you were, how smart he thought you were. But he hadnt. He'd simply left the shift with a spring in his step. The knowledge that someone as sweet and innocent aboard the ship actually respected him was enough to make him giddy. And he didnt get giddy. He'd quickly brought the undercover project to an end after that. Not wanting to endure another day with irritating jobs worths and bitching. And he was far to tempted to smuggle you into the safety of his own chambers. Word got out about the whole thing, and that Matt was actually kylo. Some people suspected as much but by that point he didnt care. He was too wrapped up with thoughts of his tiny technician.

He had suspicions on the type of woman you were. Shy, sweet kind and open hearted. But naive and excitable a childlike quality. something he adored and secretly craved. There was something that pulled him to such a woman. He'd dabbled in erotica, reading up on all types of fantasies during those odd few years after escapeing to the darkside. Suddenly he was free to explore in that respect. Reading kink, watching porn on the holonet and having his first few sexual encounters. He thought it was strange but it was the careing aspect of control he craved more then anything. He had odd tastes in sex had lead him to almost abstinence. He liked being called daddy, loved being much larger then his partner. Feeling needed, having soemone obey him because they trusted him to make the right decisions. He needed someone to be his entirely, someone to absolutly adore him and listen. Someone fun who could brighten up his days. He just wanted one person to give themselves to him entirely without an ulterior motive. But it was difficult to find such a woman aboard the supremacy, they all had plans to ensnare him in some stupid plot to fame and fortune or worse. Children. Sure he was aware oneday he'd have to continue his legacy but not now, not in the middle of a god damned war!

But here he may have found what he was truley looking for in you. He wanted a permanent lover, sweet, small and genuinely innocent. You were unique a gentle somewhat clumsy person with little quirks, enough little quirks for him to wonder if you were indeed a little. He was no expert, he'd only ever really seen and played with littles in the clubs he and his knights frequented when the stress of the military got too much. But you were sending all the signals, maybe he just needed to take the reigns and give a few sharp tugs to snap you into little space. From the looks of it, you wouldnt need much coaxing. Well unless nerves got in the way but a few swift trips over his knee and some playful swats would probably be enough to stop any denile.

The anticipation that quivered inside of him, shook him to his core. Sweet, small, naive and breakable. A little. Fuck. A little here of all places?! Double fuck. Now was not the time to find that kind of gem! But then again who was he to kick a gift horse in the mouth? For such a rarity to wind up here of all places and land in his lap like that must be a sign from the universe? You must be a reward, you were perfect! And you were his. He just had to draw you in. He needed a reason to see you, a reason to get you to his chambers. And then he just had to keep you there.

[hcfiles]

Let's see if you have the guts to answer me. Why? I just wanna know "why" are you doing all this? What motivates you to open 3 accounts to shit talk a celebrity you never met? Did he do something to you on a personal level? If not why do you care about his personal Life so much? You call him all kind of ugly things from weak/insecure/immature to idiot/emotionally damaged while stalking/harassing him and his gf for what? 3 years? You call them bullies but the only bully I see is you. You are insecure about your "opinion/assumptions"...that's why you open a new account every time your last got reported, you obviously need validation from other people. You need them to agree with your crazy little rants. So who is the insecure one? Your entire page screams "I have too much time on my hands....Im going to create a hate page for a celebrity because I lack self confidence and a social life myself"! And btw Im not saying you cant have your opinion on him, hes a public figure but some people go way too far and you are one of them. We live in turbulent times, why arent you putting your focus on more important things? If you hate Henry now, cool let him go and move on. There are way bigger issues in the world than Henry's dating life...let the man do whatever he wants, its really not your business. And when people want to support him, let them. We dont care about bs rumors with zero proof, what we care about is his work.

Henry himself admitted he has issues showing his feelings btw, he is a introverted Person! He doesnt hide it. And yes I believe he has anxiety just like many many other people and you shaming and belittling him for it is disgusting. Idk why you do this but maybe start looking at your own behavior before you point fingers at Henry and Natalie. I would suggest you to find happiness for yourself, get a hobby, go outside...let things go that no longer make you happy. There are so many celebrities, go find a new one to obsess over. But you know Hollywood is a toxic business dont you? With the Diddy files coming out and many celebrities getting exposed...there wont be many celebrities left to stan. Henry is a saint compared to them. But why arent you exposing them? the real criminals, s3x trafficking, child abusing satanists/p3dos...doesnt matter to you I guess. Get your priorities straight Girl because even if you are right in some ways what does it matter? Henry is the one who has to live with it not you, not me or anyone...him. There are many PR relationships in Hollywood, nobody in the Business cares if his relationship is real or fake because Hollywood is fake as a whole, its run by p3dos and criminals. The fact that Hollywood doesnt like Henry much should tell you everything you need to know.. he's not one of them. He didnt sell his soul, didnt lose his values ( according to someone who knows him) He stays out of there as much as he can. Im not saying hes perfect but people who actually know him, people who work or have worked with him only have good things to say about him. He has done so many good deeds.. He donated 1 million to earthquake victims, secretly paid for an actor and his friends meal, he saved a co-stars life from drowning, he sends wrap gifts to everyone on every single project he works on and much more and he never brags about these things. You obviously dont see other celebrities do you? because many of them brag about everything they do on social media. And last but not least, you dont work in a toxic business like Hollywood, you dont know what its like and what he's been through. I have seen the Witcher smear campaign thrown at him but nothing with substance or actual proof, the sources are always anonym. The cast and crew came out praising Henry debunking most of it. There are higher up people who would love to see Henry getting cancelled in order to save their own a#$es. They have been trying but obviously cant find anything on him so why do you think you can? When even Hollywood insiders cant? Have you ever seen someone directly accuse him of something? Mistreatment? Abuse? Ever? And im talking about a legit source not the anonym bs....! Gina recently spoke about him and she only confirmed what we know since years.. that he is a real Gentleman, a beautiful, passionate, kind Man. Go ask anyone he worked with, ask them what hes actually like and they will tell you he's a great Guy!

Wow! I see I touched a nerve. Apparently, I'm in the right direction to have you write a manifest. Well, to answer some of your questions, so it's OK to do what I do, as long as it is with another celeb? And, Henry is untouchable? Hum. Interesting. You suggest us to find something else to entertain us. Well, this shenanigan entertains me. This is how I chose to spend my free time, entertaining with the circus Henry is performing. But, you seem hurt to have people disagreeing with you. Different opinions threaten your beliefs. So much, you wrote a manifest. Who is the insecure? If all I write is bullshit on a personal blog, that won't make any difference in Henry's life, minion.

[wildpeachfarm]

cracks my little paw knuckles OK SO!!! these are copy pasted from someones retro where i expanded on it over ther

so!!! hybrids vs purebreeds. purebreeds are what hybrids call well. humans. and hybrids are obv hybrids, and them in soceity comes with bigotry and slurs and laws and lives becoming political and if youre a hybrid you Must be supporting this president or this political party dogs are called mutts. thats. p self explanitory i feel LMAO idk ones for cats tho? im sure the pred vs prey thing is an innercircle issue, with preds being called bloodthirsty monsters and prey being called brittle boned (???) but down to the nitty gritty of two species: dogs and cats dogs have firmer paw pads, duller claws, most of them have ears, all have tails, and theres obv the knot. cats i already described to sea in a bit (always having ears, sharper claws, squishier paw pads, always having tails, and spiked tongues) and with being a dog or a cat, there comes... problems. the topic of children and heats and ruts get brought up almost constantly if ur still in ur teens. then theres packs and clans, the social pressure to become a leader or a parent, god forbid having a job with how you are. animal instincts interferring with human instincts. the pressure to be more human. hide your ears hide your tail dont let people know youre not Them, youre It. getting fixed only means you'll be looked down upon by the wider population. keeping them means you're seen as a gross pred wanting to fuck anything that moves. collars for preds while prey live happily within interspecies relationships the working class and blue collar jobs are filled with pred hybrids, sometimes humans. theyre worked to the bone to come home and filter money into bills and rent and groceries and have 10 bucks leftover. at least its a bit more than last time, but you cant pay for shit now. pred neighborhoods being regarded as sketchy and unsafe when all theyre trying to do is make a living like some higher up bun leeching off of bus fares and the blue tailed bears down below building a new prey only office building (can you tell i liked the og plot of zootopia More.) then theres dream. dream grew up relatively normal, no tail, no ears. his parents assumed the best: he was purebred! but.. he started acting differently as a toddler. a tail sprouted and he growled and snarled and barked at others. his parents started to fear the worst. was he a hybrid? that... he cant be a hybrid. he's be bullied by purebreeds and would have to be outcasted and live with other hybrids. his parents are purebred- how can they have a hybrid? and it turns out he Is a hybrid. a dogboy to be specific. and he gets lucky, very lucky. he grows up in a purebred town and while everyones reluctant to have a dog running the streets ("what if he gives my daughter rabies!?" "he got his rabies shot"). sure he might look a bit different from other dogs, but hes alright. helps him blend in more george is an oddball. grew up in a family of purebreeds like dream, but less lucky. he had at least one cat relative, he knows that at least. its why his mom always commented on his bigger feet. a lion, he guesses. better a housecat than a fucking lion his tails a bit wonky, his ear tip is folded over. he doesnt act right, not like a human not like a cat. dream doesnt either, but its chalked up to "dogs will be dogs". its why he didnt get diagnosed with adhd for a while. george inspects things, rubs all over them to mark his territory. he thinks weird and acts weird and is a little sideways, a little to the left and never quite centered like his family. he gets yelled at for not acting correctly, "why are you like this?! why cant you just act like the rest of us?!" i dont know, i cant, im not purebred like you he does things very few hybrids are known for: going to college, getting an compsci degree, rejecting blue collar jobs and refusing to be placed under the paw of some lamb in parliment

neuters and spays. treated the same as abortions, really. those getting fixed are screamed at for killing future babies, for not thinking of the children and how the country will prosper with new youngins. but they know how theyll be treated, its a blessing really george thinks of being neutered. he brings it up during dinner and never again once he gets the expected reaction. his tail flicks and he tries his best to not let his ears flatten, but it happens anyway. his dad comments on how no vet will fix a stray like him (thats a lie, a lot of vets will fix a hybrid for the right price) anatomy is never really taught. sex isnt taught to preds bc of how "sexually obsessed they are, freaks". prey are taught consent, preds are taught that its best to stick with preds and never entangle with prey, or god forbid, purebreed dream is taught to ultimately just Care about others (although he has some unlearning to do abt preds), and george is taught to never trust prey or purebreeds. they only cause trouble and theyll fuck you over anyway its why years later, he doesnt talk to sapnap. bc sapnap is a purebreed. he was taught to never trust those things. ever. talking to them would only cause him to end up convicted of a crime he never did and lose his money and be back in england in some stupid fucking apartment

looks at youwith my autistic hyena eyes

oooh this is neat! :0

[ask-noonescity]

( @ask-the-traveling-merchant ) Akiro @ Lady Ombre: “You said other Pokemon do not like hybrids, nor this job that you hybrids do… why is that, exactly?”

She thought a bit to herself while petting the plush toys back weirdly the creature purred, perhaps it liked actual affection? No one knew, she finally gave a heavy sigh

"By society loves them I mean they are prioritized - they get goods jobs, dont get slandered for their looks as species - they are consider perfect,popular succesful…" she did a small hand gesture as she chuckled "You know the all too perfect life and creature" She paused thinking to herself before adding quickly "The so called shiny pokemon get a little bit of a kick but still are treated much more fair and nice…"

Lady Ombre paused almost thinking to herself as she began again speaking "The ones who were born with less traits of second parent…probably can escape the judgement quite easily while others…wouldnt be" she leaned into her chair thinking "Ones with heavier traits will be bullied about their looks - not allowed to work in higher managements for better pay so they dont ruin the image…" she let out a deep sigh from telling all the problems that rise in the city before shrugging "You could try reporting all the abuse to higher ups but i wouldnt be surprised how much itll be ignored, as beautiful and lively this city is…its very corrupted…"

"You can give up here on the big dreams of a successful job - warm cozy home or normal functional family - its ironic because a hybrid is someones love being tossed around and broken until the point that they will turn into a shadow pokemon." "You could slightly get away with it shapeshifting - but you wont last long because the pokemon forms are used in passports, can come use at work or any life situation...so sooner or later everyone will know..."

"THEN the world loves and adores you - sees you sooo brave to be a celebrity while your fellow creatures just like you get treated awfully"

"Black Spade company takes in hybrids and cursed pokemon - basically everything society sort of ignores?" she explained lightly "All that reputation follows companys back, funny enough its also because of the fact we kill and get rid of shadow pokemon from streets keeping everyone else safe" She shrugged to her own sentence clearly not effected by her job "Its cruel but we dont want shadow pokemon eating anyone do we? There isnt anymore a choice of purification..."

@ask-the-traveling-merchant

[lilithsterrarium]

Your post about faggot and tranny basically being your name at this point got me thinking, about slyrs and associated contexts, and heres where it led:

I think the introduction of mictos woukd fix alot of gamer toxicity. The real people would be able to be polite and supportive to each other, while all the vitriol would be aimed where its supposed to be, at things like you.

This would quickly lead to a problem though: micros are constantly targeted, even by their own team, and honestly they tend to be too dumb to play well anyway. Real people would quit out as soon as they see a retarded incon on their team because at that point its basically an unwinnable game. And the higher skill ranks didnt have any micros to bully in them, so the toxicity quickly is back in full force.

To fix this, most games with anything resembling a competetive pvp scene introduce micro mode! Any incon is required to play in micro mode or get banned as soon as someone notices how pathetic it is. A micro doesn't take up a team slot any more, and its characters will be scaled down to 1/100th of the normal size. Its damage and health are scaled down accordingly as well. Naturally, a special mechanic is added where walking over a micro instantly kills it. This way, queuing into an incon cant really affect the game one way or another. Bullying an incon wont give any rewards in the match, but can give account xp and unlock skins, so most players will swat a bug if they see one.

Speaking of queuing, you lose the right to choose a queue in micro mode. You can only click play, and the game decides if you get put in a competetive lobby, a casual quickplay lobby, or the new most popular casual gamemode: the micro massacre. After it became a hit success, every game with any kind of pvp, even purely casual ones, added two variants of micro massacre. One where its a group racing to kill as many of a horde of micros as possible, most kills wins, and a hide-and-seek 1v1 gamemode where a real person hunts down a bug. Even scoring one point wins the match for the real person, and the match only ends when the real player gets bored. If the incon quits out, most games just issue a ban. But some games have bigger budgets and know the value of a promotional stunt.

Every so often, in the biggest pvp titles, an incon gets queued into a special hide and seek match. If the incon quits out or gets caught 100 times before the player quits, an employee shows up within the day, snatches the unlucky bug, and ships it to the player.

Of course a micro's owner can disable this option, but most owners dont care enough about their incons to bother. Theres a good chance they got it from a similar match themself after all.

GNGNSNXUVJDJDJJC FFFUCK NEED NEED SOSOSO SO BADLY

I have a massive weakness for silly things like this- features in games and sites that specifically target micros are SUCH a fun concept that I fucking love...

Its not hard to see the issue. Even the absolute best micros are godawful compared to REAL players- and frankly, its an insult to even let them take up full player slots! Nothing seemed to fix this- but the implication of micro mode changes everything...

Booting up the same game, ready to play- spawning in as a tiny, miniscule thing, barely able to get around the map at such a tiny size- maybe the game just glitched? Speaking into the microphone when a player gets near, but all they hear is a tinny little squeak- walking over me and I'm instantly met with a game over screen....

The game makes tons of money doing this, of course! Streamers start flocking to it, holding special streams where they specifically try to kill as many micros as possible, their chats LOVE it- and the little notification of stepping on a micro is always a pleasant surprise! More and more games, regardless of genre, start adapting, adding their own micro modes....... the possibilities are endless~

Every micro lives in terror that some day even thinking about leaving a match will have them handed off by force to some mean, grubby neet~

[777astrology]

Things about the Signs i made up

Aries Eros have angry arched eyebrows that give off a sexual allure, almost like sexuality competitiveness. Aries rule the brain, may have brain issues such as head posture and may portray their eyebrows at an angle that makes them seem very arched. Maybe accompanied with Large foreheads and Youthful glow.

Aries Eris generation love being chaotic on social media but eventually tune out.

Taurus Moons can be very lazy if they dont get the appropriate time of beauty sleep. It's not even a physical tiredness, its all being emotional stubborn and being angry about sleep. They may have neck discomfort when sleeping. They have loose control over their throat and have low self esteem about singing.

Gemini Lilith will sleep with your partner and act like nothing happened, like Barbra jean on Reba. If they use their hands for friendly physical intimacy, they want to get deeper into your life. They like to hold things for comedic or emotional relief.

Cancer Midheaven have alot of trauma notoriety but people seek them for nurturing, ego boosting. If a Cancer doesnt play the mother role, things around them will go bad. Their breast tend to be on the flabby side and the nipples different colored.

Virgo Suns have Bigger egos than Leo, they take everything so personal and will hold a grudge for months just because you hurt their pride and self worth. They wont let it go until you apologize with a useful or meaningful gift, Very Materialistic, its part of a routine spell.

Virgo Venus are cursed with sensitive digestion. They appreciate friends who carry hand sanitizer or their meal of the day is ruined. In love, they will literally prioritize odor and scents, they will try to hide anything thats natural with fruity or savory scents, they have a delicious image to maintain. They believe they are what they eat.

Libra Risings cannot be trusted with secrets. They have an honesty that seeks improvement but alot of it is also manipulation and spite. Libra risings are very cheeky and lippy. Cameras and Mirrors distort their self perception and rely on physical eyes to tell them the honest truth. They have perky butts with wide hips.

Scorpio Mars are very sexual freaks who just want to be spanked and choked 3 times a week. At first they are nasty, but then the rush dies down, and seeks emotional intimacy instead. They have very perceptive eyes that can easily bring up flaws and start arguments just for the sake of bullying. They prefer natural hairiness and are open to the feminism take on acceptance of female body hair.

Scorpio Pluto generation are glued to devices. They need to have a screen eating in the morning. At work or during school. in the afternoon, and right before bedtime. Later generations are on to this bad habit and are trying to devoid themselves from it. These people love information, especially underground knowledge. This generation was full of liars and snitches, these people are not afraid to start a stab or stab back, you cannot tame a scorpion.

Sagittarius Jupiter are always sacrificing their time or funds on other people who seem very desperate. They have a higher voice always telling them do whats generous. They can have a hard time accepting help or handouts from others. They tend to have toned or slender thighs that make them appear taller than they really are.

Capricorn Uranus generation love to rock and roll with sex and drugs but may face mental problems later on. They usually have really shiney hair with a halo effect and they like medium length finger nails. Men may be rebellious about their fingernails when little. This generation is high into changing their looks like contours and toners, they get tired of seeing the same old dead look. This generation is also very acne/wrinkle/age self conscious and skin health aware.

Capricorn Neptune generation have weird sleeping patterns if they can't give up coffee. They love white noise especially fans. These individuals have a high expectation for winter because they love sleeping in the cold. They have a fond for spices, fungi and herbs that help them calm their body and mind. This generation praying routine significantly drops when the next one started.

Pisces Saturn are very strict because they dont know what they are doing. They will always over achieve and never feel good enough. They doubt their healing skills but know its somewhere in them, they just like to avoid it or anything mystical for the fear of becoming delusional and homeless. These native's feet may have sexual reactions such as toe curling like a lip bite. This specific sign is known for having frequent nightmares as they later progress in life and are advised to meditate on blessings and protections.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey Cas <33

Chill anon here

I was talking to C about random things and the convo started to turn sorta deep

There's this person my desk partner

She tells me i deserve love or compliments? Lets call her R

SO after C called me a people pleaser and R told me that R apparently went to C and started to tell C abt frndshp

and C mentioned that saying "I dont want R to interfere........ she doesn’t know how I am and other day she came to me giving me advice on frndshp and all

If anything hpns pls come to me"

And I said "Rlly damn bro didn't know tht

She literally said to me and I quote 'You are a person who deserves to be complimented ' I never told her anything honest"

C replied to this by saying "R just knows how to butter ppl up and it is all fake in the end" which is kinda true

I replied with "Maybe but its good to hear it sometimes"

She said "I just think tht in frndshp u shouldn't tell the other person they should automatically know"

I was sorta mad at this idk why I reponded with "U don't tbh

And yeah they should know but like from what I've heard and experienced it's good to know sometimes or tell them when u feel like smth is off"

now the main thing

I asked her "What is the deal with [name of thos fake ass bitches] Cuz the whole skl knows tht they r bullies and they hv bullied ppl in front of me so just asking 🤷"

C : "[My name] being vvvv honest they are like fine they r vv chill"

me : "Yeah chill is dif than being a bitch

Cuz ok acc to half the ppl they r like "cool" who just Cheat and get marks 🥲

And 😭 Sadly they r just influencing ppl (not u) to be like them" i mentioned the not u part cuz I didnt exactly wanna call her out like tht

SHE JUST FUCKING REPLIED WITH "Being honest in skl u get respect when u hv contacts" now basically on our skl if u hv good contacts u hv higher chances of being in smth and those fake as bitches hv v many contacts

I wanted to say u care more abt respect? But the answer was alrdy yes so i didnt ask

and also mom called me at tht time

so the convo ended

This is a VERY big rant

Tx for listening to me

Sending love ❤️

Hi!

First: I agree, friends should give you love, it shouldn't just be understood.

As far as the conversation...it sounds like you guys have different values, you know? It sucks because as you grow up sometimes you realize that values become more and more important in a friendship. Sometimes you're able to adapt and teach each other about your values, but other times they just don't mesh. And it sounds like here, you might want to look for some people to grow closer to who share similar values to you. I'm not saying she's a horrible person at all, it's just that she clearly is comfortable in her decisions and you're not, you know?

Sending love! <3

[grimescum-2]

ok so I 100% agree with all of your thoughts he definitely has some huge self worth issues with joining hellsing at a young age plus like basically being like Arthur’s parent/caretaker/butler it’s going to warp his sense of self for sure i mean he got thrust into a huge war plus he developed a smoking habit at a really young age. plus!! you’re so right about his wires being a metaphor for him being a puppet that’s so good.

but anyways I’m getting way off topic let me actually tell you my headcanons of how he grew up

i think his mother probably had him at a really young age and grew up with a scared neglectful mother who did very much love him but had a father that was extremely domineering, alcoholic and abusive while also being in the position of not being able to take care of him properly due to their own financial struggles. they did keep him for a short amount of time though and because of how his father was he tended to take out his anger out on Walter and his mother. I feel like eventually due to extreme pushing by his father his mother eventually gives him up to an orphanage so he’s basically abandoned by his parents at a really young age, traumatized, angry, and bitter and probably had extreme trust issues. he didn’t exactly have the best time in the orphanage either and he probably usually kept to himself most of the time and I feel like he’d probably snag some string or wire and learns string tricks to keep himself busy and I feel like at some point some of the kids noticed and began to bully him relentlessly about it and with how Walter grew up he eventually snapped and used what he learned to attack his bullies and I feel like by that point the orphanage administration are about to more or less be kicked out for being a troubled child or passing him off somewhere else but before that can happen I feel like Arthur Hellsing finds out about him and basically swoops in to “adopt” him for his own purposes to use for Hellsing

and that’s more or less my idea of how Walter grew up and how’s he’s like how he is when we see him in Hellsing: the Dawn :)

me reading this like "oohh so he has mommy AND daddy issues. that makes sense"

U ARE SO TRUE FOR THIS!! ALL OF THIS!! THANK YPUU BTW GEHEHE this was so fun to read!! i hope u dont mind if i share some of my own thoughts coz thinking about backstory possibilities is soo interesting i love psychology an shit

UMM SO my thoughts? i think that that instead of getting bullied he'd be kind of a bitch. not like a straight up bully pushing-people-into-lockers type thing but he'd intentionally cause a scene by being disruptive or by being unnecessarily vulgar and rude since he 1. learned it from his parents 2. has all that pent up anger and feelings of vulnerability and 3. he's looking for the attention he never got .

i feel like living w the hellsing family was a little rough for him at first since they didn't approve of his behavior but learned not to be a little cunt with counseling and affection (not anything special i might add, just compliments, but they were huge). sought attention by trying his hardest to be useful, likeable, etc and he'd get incredibly jealous of anyone else who was valued higher than him, but he learned to hide this very well w time. this is mostly why i see him taking great care of his appearance in his old age, it makes him feel young again

maybe he never got to really know his parents at all since world war II might've left them financially unable to support their child? or maybe he never got to meet his father since he was off to war, and his mother couldn't afford to support walter financially on her own. unsure if these are accurate i didndt really pay attention during history class. or at all really /j

and in general i see him as being afraid of death, being afraid of growing old and weak, being afraid of being replaced, and in a moment of weakness he might've figured he didn't have much to lose since he was going on 70 and that's around the expected lifespan for most. it was either die and be known as nothing more than a butler or live for eternity and potentially be known as the guy who defeated alucard

another side thought about his wires? yours would make the most sense if he were to grow up using them, but thinking about it idk what you could do with strings as a kid. like could he just do a mean yoyo trick or . .. /j /j i figured maybe he was just given and taught how to use specialized gloves with retractable wires inside which would explain the fact that the wires arent wrapped around his fingers but wouldnt explain why they're seemingly infinitely long. like you'd think his gloves (the fingerless ones iirc) would be specially designed for that but nooo kouta hirano HATES cool and practical character design

bonus hc he was in his peak during the 80s or around that time i think. had the thought of his longish hair being the remains of a mullet bouncing around my skull for a few days. was very into rock at the time but if you showed him modern rock hed be all like Good Heavens!! What is This!! Back in my day We

[azlovesem]

Noooooooo i have be very good now. I think so. Forget can its more like have to at least see for me. I know im not gonna forget i tried. And i cant fire at you the way i can with just abput anyone else. Barring the kids im always pretty flattering to them and im nor lying how i feel. But i would not tough any of them fuck other people and what they do i dont do it with kids my neices age. I dont care how hot they are or what they fo for a living irvwhwtjer theyvaantvto or not none of thats an issue i just dont go there. Its not hard, well, it gets hard for em, but them talking can turn me off pretty fuckn quick. Plus im entrusted with my neices personal and overall defense when shes sleeping. So how can i be that if i diddle girls that young in her slumber? I wouldnt be Azriel if i acted like some other Archs used to. Besides its ok for me to go for woman. To me its well beyond 30 at this point thats still PRETTY young to me. Im lucky i can still get girls attention at all. Im not paying for or going after the ding bats and one day if youre smart, youll all give up the kids shit. It doesnt last. It just doesnt. And it gets old fast if it doesnt youre fucked. Its not about being a better anything its about trying something new amd seeing if that works better. Through the evidence you actually see around not just your own opinions. Im ready, lets see if the girls, having mpre of them in higher places can make a difference. Like in the Office of the President of the United States of America. Try whats her nane fuck i still cantvremember. Ladt name Harris the nsje of our old premier that fuckn guy. Anyway shes not a guy and i just feel with two big buldging bully white guys in charge might be like throwing gas on an already out of control fire. So even neithernone of us can vote if we could i hsve a suspicion Emma might vote for the nive Lawyer Lady as opposed to two crazy drug taking psychos. I dont know why i thonk this maybe im wrong. But ill homwiyh tjatniyf i had to guess and my life depended on it which it doesnt. Two white men in charge would definitely benefit me more than whsts her name would. But thats not change and then id likely just wanna kill myself even more. Why you jacks decide ill be uh chilln in the hot springs in chi chi boo i hope. And notveven thinking about it or caring one way or the other? But i just think if we could vote for huhhhhhhh pamela pomala its not comin to ne thats not whats important. And im not surecwhat is but if Emma and i Voted i think wed vote for the nice lawyer lady and not death on hot wheels. I know trluble and those two will just cause too much. Whats her name is just running on her own she aaid it. She dont need no fuckn jerk off actor as a vice lresident shes gonna do both jobs. Just do one job in the morning and walk down the halkwaynor go home and do some other job in tue afternoon. Girls fo that now. Girls who are officiaks of some sort…..ahhh and have cute foreign accents of all kinds. English French or both mixed together. Japanese too i slept with a Jspanese French girl once at York University. And a Brazillian after her. But motvwsy too many. I havent had way more sex than well maybe a little more and better quality i dont know. I dont think its getting way better with age so get some now before youre old. We re old. I want you!

Emma Watson

[strawberrysohn]

like you hate me - lee hyunjae.

you two hate each other...right?

word count: 6,577 words (oh my god you guys)

warnings: literal filth, fuckboy!bully!hyunjae, fed-up reader, fingering, oral (m & f receiving), slight choking, a little bit of spanking, hair pulling, rough ass fucking, unprotected sex (dont be silly, wrap your willy), a bit of fluff (if you squint)

if you would have been told a few hours ago that by the end of the night you'd be getting fucked stupid in the bathroom by the boy you've hated since middle school, you would have thought that whoever told you such nonsense was higher than a kite.

yet, there you were, gripping the door of the bathroom stall for dear life as the male rearranges your insides, still unsure yourself of what had happened and how you got into this situation.

let's start at the start then, shall we?

--

"i don't wanna go," you whine to your friend sana who simply shook her head. "especially if it's his party."

sana hands you a top to go with the skirt she had handed you previously. "don't be such a party pooper," she tells you. "you know how many people are going? you probably won't even see him." she crosses her arms over her chest, which was already covered by a sparkly top that was much too revealing to be found in your own closet.

"sana, it's his party," you roll your eyes. "he'll most likely be the first one we run into. he'll probably be the one opening the door for us." you hold up the outfit sana had picked out for you and examine it skeptically.

"you like it?" she asks, eyes questioning. you knew that feedback was important to her, she was planning in majoring in and having a career in fashion.

you nod your head in approval. "of course. it's very cute," you say before finishing. "there's nothing wrong with the outfit at all. it's just...a bit revealing for me, don't you think?"

"just as i feared," sana sighs, massaging her temple. "sit down, y/n."

you comply, seating yourself on the foot of your bed. it was time for one of your friend's infamous pep talks.

"y/n, you are growing into a beautiful, strong young woman," sana starts, taking your hand in hers. "and you are a fine piece of ass that deserves to show off once in a blue moon."

you can't help the smile that creeps onto your face, followed by a warm laugh. somehow, sana always knew how to cheer you up. "okay, okay, fine," you put your hands up, defeated. "i'll try it on and see how it looks."

much to your dismay, the outfit fit you well, meaning you had to go to this dumb party. sigh.

--

you're in the bathroom, rapidly scrubbing hard at the fading stain on your top. had you waited any longer to go to the washroom, it would probably become a permanent stain. you mentally cursed that guy who had bumped into you and spilled your punch all over you. this is why you didn't go to parties.

you look at yourself in the mirror once you finish scrubbing. you eye your ponytail that had slumped slightly from the humidity. you eye your eye makeup (done by sana of course) that somehow has remained perfectly intact.

you turn your head quickly when you hear the bathroom door open, your heart pounding when you see who had entered. there goes avoiding him.

"this is the women's room, can't you read?" you spit out before the other can even let out a breath.

"it's the family restroom," hyunjae replies, settling himself at the sink next to yours. "if you were looking for the women's room, hate to break it to you but turns out you're the one that can't read." he runs a hand through his hair as he checks himself out in the mirror.

you scoot over to the next sink over, being that close to him making your insides swirl from what you thought was disgust. "i was in a hurry," you defend yourself. "must not have been paying attention to where i was headed. i just saw a girl walk out of here and just thought-"

"y/n, please," hyunjae rolls his eyes before turning to face you. "i don't care."

you feel your eyes narrow as you stare back at him. "you're the one who brought it up."

"and you're the one who walked into the wrong bathroom." the male retorts. he really had an answer for everything, huh?

you decide not to waste anymore time arguing with him and simply let out a sharp breath, turning forward again. you study your hair, pulling your ponytail all the way out. it was slouching, after all. plus you had always preferred how you looked with your hair down anyway.

you can't stop your eyes from wandering over to hyunjae's area, internally rolling your eyes as he fixes his hair yet again. it seemed to be the only thing he had done the entire time since he entered the bathroom.

your eyes wander over his dark locks, watching as his long, slender fingers slide through them smoothly. your eyes subconsciously move to look in the actual mirror. you see his face. he looks so focused, which makes you internally chuckle at just how much he cared about his appearance. you watch as his tongue darts out as he checks himself out. your mind couldn't help but imagine how much he used that tongue of his. you imagined that-

"done staring yet?" his voice interrupts your thoughts and you feel your eyes widen. had he seen you staring pr just felt your eyes on him? you didn't know which was worse.

"sorry," you mutter. "i should have remembered how easy it is to feed that enormous ego of yours."

hyunjae turns to face you again, leaning against the sink. "what exactly is your problem with me?"

"oh you actually don't know," you scoff, facing him as well. "not surprising since the only things you seem to know are things about yourself and not anyone else."

the male crosses his arms over his chest, letting out a clearly aggravated sigh. "you know what? go ahead," he says to you. "let it all out. tell me everything that makes you tick. everything about me that infuriates you. i'm dying to hear."

you couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not, but you didn't care. for once, you thought he had a good idea. "oh, gladly," you glare at him one last time before starting your rant. "first, it's that way you've always carried yourself. even back when we were eleven years old, bro. you were so cocky and arrogant even back then. it's so annoying, you know? you really think you're the shit because your family's got money, huh?" you'd be lying if you said you didn't get a sense of satisfaction, seeing the way the male flinched and his expression faltered after your last line. you had struck a nerve.

"and then, and then, things only got worse in high school," you continue, not letting the other get in any words in-between your rant. "still hanging out with the other spoiled rich kids, thinking you're cool. walking around like you own the place, talking down to anyone you consider below you, fucking any and every girl that throws herself at you and then leaving her because 'labels are for losers', like shut the fuck up. you're such a fucking poser and you know it. you completely rely on your reputation as a spoiled rich womanizer to keep you afloat when in reality, your hard, invisible shield you've fashioned to protect you from any harm is cracking. you're cracking." you take another step closer to him as you finish your rant.

it took you a few seconds to realize just how close the two of you were now. had you been inching closer throughout your whole speech and just not noticed?

"you done?" hyunjae peers down at you, eyes burning into yours with such intensity you felt like you yourself were a melting ice block.

you nod your head, sheepishly looking down at the tiled floor. every ounce of confidence you has before had seemingly slipped away.

hyunjae hums, raising a finger to your chin, lifting it up so you were making eye contact once again. you'd be lying if you said that the action didn't make your heart leap the slightest bit.

your faces were less than an inch apart. one wrong move and you two would be lip locked. so, you did what any morally sound person would do and stepped away, turning your back to him and stating down at the sink bowl.

you were so concentrated letting out small, peaceful breaths that you didn't notice the figure that had moved to stand just behind you until they were completely pressed against you.

you gasp lightly, all the air leaving your lungs as you lift your head to see what you couldn't see behind you in front of you in the mirror.

hyunjae had himself completely pressed up against you, his hands resting on the sides of the sink, right on top of your own. you met his dark, lustfilled eyes through the mirror. you were ashamed of the rather bubbly feeling in your lower stomach.

"so you don't like that i fuck other girls, huh?" hyunjae's voice pollutes your ears and mind. you didn't fail to notice that his voice had dropped a few octaves since the last time he spoke. "why is that really? are you mad that after all those girls, i still haven't went after you? i bet that's why. you want to be the one falling apart on my cock, don't you? you want to be the one begging and screaming for me, isn't that right, darling?"

you feel your legs shake a little at his shameless words. you knew that you shouldn't give in so easily, but you couldn't stand the tension any longer. letting out a sigh and looking down at the sink shamefully, you nod your head.

"say it."

"w..what?" you blink softly, your voice weak.

"say it," hyunjae presses himself even harder against you, the quick movement making you jolt suddenly. "i want to hear it from you. tell me how much you envy those girls."

a groan emits from your throat as you close your eyes. you really should have saw this coming. "h-hyunjae..."

"did i fucking stutter?" he asks directly into your ear, his hot breath on the sensitive skin making your insides churn.

"i-i wished it was me," you admit, every last moral you had before had flew away at this point. "every story i heard in the halls from girls, every rumor, every word. i listened to it all, wondering if it all was true. i envy all those girls, i envy them so much. i wished, just once, that i could be the one to brag about you, that i could be the one that you were fucking so good."

hyunjae smirks at your words. you didn't look at him but you knew he was smirking. you could envision that exact smirk. that cocky fucking smirk that made you totally weak.

"who would have thought that you could be so lewd, y/n?" he speaks, the sound of his voice after not hearing it for a while made you bite your lip. the slightest things he did had an effect on you, and you hated it.

"oh, shut up," you roll your eyes. "like you haven't imagined fucking me before."

"mm, i have," hyunjae admits shamelessly, shocking you. "and i'm not hesitant to admit like you were."

you try to hide your perplexed expression with one of confidence, mirroring his. "then tell me, mr. confident, what did you imagine?" you ask, mainly to get back at him but also because a small part of you actually wanted to know.

the male hums, seemingly pleased that you asked. "i imagined your pretty lips wrapped around my cock," he starts, telling you his thoughts in a way that had you imagining them too. "i imagined your hands roaming my body slowly, teasingly," with those two words, hyunjae removed his hands from where they were on top of yours and instead placed them on your hips, his slender fingers gliding up and down slowly. even the slightest, smallest touch was driving you crazy.

"i imagined the pretty sounds you would make when i ate you out," hyunjae continues, finishing his words with a peck to the skin right behind your ear. "i imagined how you'd look as you come undone on my fingers, how shaky and sensitive you would be when i push you to cum again and again." he slides just the very tips of his fingers under the fabrics of your skirt and panties. the feeling of his cool fingers on your bare skin almost sent you spiraling.

"and finally," he speaks again and you regret thinking he had finished. "i imagined how loud you would be when i fucked your pussy so deep you'd be feeling me for weeks afterwards." he presses himself even more against your backside, and this time, you could feel everything.

"f-fuck," you breathe out, your vision clouded with so many different scenarios. "you're evil, hyunjae." you groan, hearing him chuckle behind you.

"now don't be coy and pretend that's not why you like me," hyunjae hums in that playful way again. "because it won't work." he slides his hands down lower into your panties and you gasp.

"do you want me to touch you, darling?" he asks, moreover in a teasing way, but you couldn't help but internally gush at how soft his words sounded to your previously polluted ears.

"please," you breathe out softly. "please touch me, jae."

"begging without me having to ask you to?" hyunhae raises a brow, smirking. "mm, you're a good girl, aren't you?" he moves one hand lower to your aching, wet core.

"for...for you," you mumble weakly, your words taking their time leaving your lips as your mind was once again clouded with impure thoughts. "just for you..."

now that piqued the male's attention. "mm, just me, huh?" he traces small circles just above your clit to tease while he spoke to you. "how about that ex of yours? what was his name?"

"juyeon?" you raise a brow, wondering why hyunjae was bringing up your boyfriend whom you ended things with before winter break. especially at a time a like this. "what about him?" you frown in confusion.

hyunjae shrugs, sliding one finger down your folds, making you open your mouth and grip onto the sink counter. "oh, nothing," he replies to your question. "don't worry about it, princess. let's focus on you and me, yeah?"

before you can finish your nod, hyunjae enters a long finger into your heat, earning a small while from you. "oh, come on, you can be louder than that." the male urges.

"well, you can give me more than that," you retort. "when i feel you're pleasuring me enough, you'll know."

hyunjae's eyes darken at the thought of a challenge and he nods, "sounds like a fun challenge," he hums, his other hand moving upward on your torso, sliding under your top. "we'll see how long you can hold back."

you bite your tongue. you wouldn't dare admit that you were already giving in to him. hopefully you'd be able to hide it for a little longer.

the male pushes his finger deeper into your core, your eyes beginning to water as he curls it. you feel his eyes on you in the mirror. "i'm adding another," he warns before entering a second finger into your aching core. "i'm just waiting for you to fall apart for me, princess."

"a-add a third," you pant out, feeling his other hand slide up to cup your breasts over your lacy bra. "please, hyunjae, please."

he quickly adds a third, earning a rather loud moan from you. "fuck, h...hyunjae." you breathe out, doing your best to ignore the other's cocky, accomplished expression.

"think you caved, sweet thing?" he asks, the new name causing a red tint to grow on your cheeks.

"shut up," you groan as the other's three fingers stretch you out. "you talk too much."

"but you like it," hyunjae continues, that cocky smirk returning. "you like it so much, you're gonna cum all over my hand like some whore."

you squeak at the sudden change. your nicknames went from sweet to degrading in the blink of an eye. "shit," you groan at the crude pet name.

"mm, that's what you are, isn't it?" he presses further. "underneath this tough, controlled exterior, there's a slut waiting for me isn't there?"

"you'll be lucky if you can find it," you shoot back before letting out a shocked moan as hyunjae's fingers start to thrust into your core harshly.

"you were saying, hm?" he questions, a core-achingly teasing expression on his face. he keeps his fingers moving at a fast pace, your knees getting weak from the feeling.

you bite your lip in order to hold back the embarrassingly loud moan that threatened to escape your lips. as the male's fingers continued to pulse inside you, you felt a knot tightening inside your stomach.

"h-hyunjae," you croak out, grabbing onto his wrist to get his attention. "g-gonna...gonna-"

"cum for me," he whispers huskily in your ear. "cum all over my fingers like the slut you are." he growls, his voice sending you over the edge.

you release your juices all over his fingers and your panties with a loud whine as you screw your eyes shut.

as you come down from your high, you let out soft pants. hyunjae pulls his hand from your panties and skirt, humming softly to himself. you watch as he lifts his cum laced fingers to his lips, sucking them dry. the very sight could have made you cum again if you didn't have such strong self control.

"as expected, you're delicious, darling," the male speaks, hands finding your hips once again. "can't wait to taste more of you." he spins you around so you're facing him.

you shake your head. "i should get back to the party," you tell him, trying to break free from his grasp. "you should too. it's your party after all."

"you'd really rather be out there, standing by the wall all alone again?" he raises a brow at you. "you'd rather be out there, surrounded by people everywhere when the alternate option is being in this secluded bathroom, with me, who's plans on giving you the best orgasms of your life?"

you frown at his words, realizing that he was right. "fine," you breathe out, feeling your heartbeat quicken again as you meet his dark, lust clouded eyes. "you win."

he smiles at your words. "good," he looks you up and down. you feel as his gaze moves across every last inch of you, a familiar heat building back in your core. "now get on your fucking knees." he growls the last bit to emphasize his point.

your eyes widen at his words and you nod, subconsciously following his orders. you slowly sink to your knees, wincing as the cold tile floor touches your bare knees. it also wasn't very comfortable. you were sure you'd have to walk around with bruised knees later. how embarrassing.

hyunjae peers down at you, that smirk on his face once more. he really could he so infuriating. "good girl," he praises as his hands lower to undo his belt.

you watch him with anticipation. as if he could tell you were impatient, he pauses, looking down at you once again. "i'm just curious," he starts, thumping his chin with his index finger. "those rumors all the girls spread, what are some of them, hm?"

you pause to think of an answer for the sudden question. "well, they kept talking about how good you are at oral," you blush at your own words and at your damn dirty mind for imagining said scenario. "and, um, there was another." you stumble on your words, your face heating up.

"mm, yes?" hyunjae presses, looking at you curiously. there was something in his eyes that told you that he already knew what the rumor was but wanted you to say it anyway. "don't be shy, darling."

you bite your lip before answering. "they say you have a-" you choke on your words. "you have a big cock." you finish finally, blushing profusely as you stare at the tiled floor.

the male hums in approval, his hands falling back to his belt as he pulls it off completely, tossing it to the ground next to you. "i see," he clicks his tongue, unbuttoning and then unzipping his jeans. "guess you'll have to find out if that rumor is true or not." he says before pulling his already hard length from it's restraints.

in simplest terms, the rumors were true.

it's not like you were surprised. hyunjae was basically a walking talking thirst trap. he radiated major big dick energy and anyone could see that.

with his length in your face and his expectant eyes on you, you wet your lips before reaching a hand up to begin to stroke his cock. he twitches in your hand at the contact.

"gonna make me feel good, princess?" he asks you as your hand glides up and down his length.

you nod, avoiding looking at him. you gasp when his hand finds your chin, lightly yanking your head upwards.

"use your words, slut." he hisses through gritted teeth, his grip on your chin tightening the longer it took you to speak. and you would have spoken sooner if your head wasn't so blurry from how turned on you were by his dominant and bossy attitude. you knew he had it in him but god experiencing it first hand was so much better than just imagining it.

"y-yes, hyunjae," you mumble finally. his grip loosens a tiny bit as you speak. "i'm gonna make you feel good." you lift your eyes to look at him for the smallest second before looking away again.

"that's what i thought," he grins mischievously in response. your hand pumps him nice and slow before you eventually decided to take him into your mouth. "such a good girl for me." he tangles a hand in your hair, the smallest touch sending a chill down your spine.

you bite your lip before scooting closer to his length. you slowly and almost hesitantly open your mouth, allowing the male to slip his cock into it.

you feel your eyes water as your lips stretch around the male's thick, well endowed cock. you whine a little as you feel him push further into your heated mouth.

“shit, your mouth feels so good, darling,” hyunjae groans, the sound sending heat to your core. “like your mouth was made for me.”

you hum around his length, sending vibrations through him. you were shocked at how easily his words could get you riled up. you lift your hands to grip onto his denim clothed thighs, the material soaking up the sweat of your palms.

“fuck, y/n,” the male moans from above you, slightly bucking his hips forward, causing you to gag slightly. “i-i’m gonna fuck your mouth, alright?”

your heart flutters, and you’re not sure if it’s because of his crude words or because of the fact that he asked like such a gentleman. you nod the best you can around his shaft in your mouth, showing him that you’re fine with his suggestion.

almost immediately you grant him permission, your eyes open wide as hyunjae starts to fuck into your mouth at a rapid pace. you feel some drool drip down your chin rather embarrassingly. 

“look at you,” you lift your watery eyes up to the male as he speaks. he sounded so demeaning and belittling. and you loved it. “sitting here on your knees like a little whore with my cock in your mouth so shamelessly. anyone could walk in. you get off on that don’t you?” he raises a brow down at you, his thrusts not slowing.

you let out an embarrassingly pornographic moan at his words, once again nodding the best you can. you were so unbelievably turned on right now, you couldn’t even think straight anymore.

his words were true. anyone could walk in at any time, and you wouldn’t care at all. you were having the time of your life, who cares if whoever walked in had to pee? they could either stay and watch or leave and wait until you were done.

hyunjae lets a breathy moan escape his lips as he leans his head back, eyelids fluttering. “i’m close, y/n,” he warns you, though you could already tell based on how sloppy his thrusts had become. “swallow all of it like a good girl, yeah?” 

he slows his hips to a stop, signaling for you to start sucking again. you move your lips along his length, humming with every movement. you heard his breaths get quicker from above you. 

“look at me,” he growls to you. you whimper as you instantly lift your gaze to meet his once again. “i want you to watch me as i cum in your mouth, darling.”

his vulgar words send you spiraling again as you nod. you watch his expressions, once again admiring his face. had he always been so attractive?

he lets out a short string of curses as he releases down your throat, his cum shooting down your throat. you wince a bit at the salty taste as you pull off his length slowly, making sure you don’t lose any.

hyunjae, catches his breath before looking down at you, his once neat hair falling messily into his eyes. “you’re good, princess.”

your heart leaps at the sudden, unexpected praise. you were unsure whether you should thank him, nod, or if you were even supposed to say anything. so you kept your mouth shut.

“well?” the male peers down at you, looking at expectantly. “aren’t you going to say thank you?” 

“sorry,” you meet his eyes. “i guess i just wasn’t expecting a compliment from you.” you reply, a small playful expression on your face.

hyunjae smirks at your words and he lifts his eyebrows in mock surprise. “goodness, y/n, you really think so lowly of me.”

you shrug. “it’s what i know,” you reply, staring up at him with a shimmer in your eyes. you weren’t sure if it was a shimmer of playfulness or a shimmer of need. you assumed it was the latter because hyunjae hummed in thought, as if he was thinking about what to do with you next. so you decide to ask him. “what’s next, hm?”

he was about to answer when the doorknob to the bathroom jiggles lightly. the two of you share a startled expression before you scramble into a stall together, breath heavy from nerves.

you both hear the door open and shut, and footsteps from outside the stall. you peek from the small cracks of the door and see someone just at the mirror, checking themselves out. thankfully they weren’t headed towards the stalls. 

while you’re keeping lookout, you feel your panties get pushed to the side, exposing your core to the chilly air.

“what are you doing?” you silently mouth to the male behind you, whipping your head around. 

hyunjae says nothing and just winks at you as he moves his face closer to your aching core. you bite your lip nervously as you feel his hot breath on you and you pray that he won't be so good that you can't keep your mouth shut.

hyunjae hums before licking a stripe up your core, making you hold back a whimper. just from that, you knew he was gonna be too good.

your heartbeat quickens as he grabs your thighs, pulling them open wider for better access. you silently reprimand yourself for feeling so thirsty for his touch.

you'd by lying if you said you weren't waiting to feel his length inside you.

just as you think that nasty thought, you feel his tongue slide into your folds and you practically melt at the feeling.

how. how was he so good at literally everything? he worked magic with his fingers, spoke sins with his words, and worked wonders with his tongue. he hadn't even fucked you yet, and you already knew that he would be an absolute pleasure to have pulsing inside you.

"c-careful..." you whisper to the male in back of you, watching as the person who had entered the bathroom is joined by another. you stifle a groan as hyunjae pushes his tongue deeper into you, swirling it around in heavenly fashion.

he takes no caution following your warning and just keeps working his magic.

you knew that he was trying to get something out of you. a noise, a sound, something. but you weren't willing to give up your dignity that easily. the idea of getting caught in the act had seemed more fun when the two of you were alone in the room. now that there were others that could actually catch you, you were less thrilled by the idea.

so when hyunjae's hand moved to massage your ass, one of your most sensitive areas, it took quite literally everything out of you to stay silent. in that moment, you were grateful for your amazing self control.

you hear the door open and close and you peek out to see the bathroom empty once again. you let out a sigh of relief that's mixed with a moan as hyunjae delivers a harsh spank to your ass.

"mm, such a reserved little slut, hm?" he asks you, that tone in his voice returning to haunt you. "not letting out any of your pretty sounds while people were around...you're ashamed to be in here with me, hm?" as he asks the last bit, he delivers another harsh spank.

you jolt in surprise at the spank as you shake your head. "no, no," you begin. "j-just nervous. not ashamed." you turn around to look at the male to read his expressions.

it'd had been a few minutes since you had last seen his face and my god, did something about the way his hair had fallen lower into his eyes paired with his dominant and belittling expression make you want him to take you right then and there.

so you told him to.

"fuck me."

"already?" hyunjae tilts his head, appearing to be genuinely shocked. "aren't you having fun fooling around-"

"now, jae," you speak again, closing your eyes, regretting the words as they leave your mouth. "please."

never one to turn down one who asks so nicely, hyunjae sighs rising from his seat on the toilet. his large hands sit on your hips as you lean against the stall door, letting out a deep breath.

"let me know if it ever gets to be too much, okay?" he leans to whisper into your ear. "the last thing i want to do is hurt you, darling." he elongated his syllables as his breath comes even closer to your ear.

all you can do is nod as you press back against him, whimpering at the feeling of his hardened length pressing against your soaked pussy.

hyunjae hums and pulls his face away from your ear. he massages your ass lightly as the head of his cock pushes into you.

he only had one or two inches in and you were already on the verge of insanity. god, could he do it all. you were convinced now for sure.

when he finally pushes the rest in, you feel your jaw go slack as you screw your eyes shut. the pleasure was overwhelming. "fuck, jae-"

“shit, you’re tight,” hyunjae lets out a groan that sends a shiver down your spine. “or am i just too big, huh?” you can hear the smirk in his voice without even looking at him.

you’re at a loss for words as he starts to rock his hips into yours at a slow, teasing pace. you let out small little moans at the same pace as his thrusts.

"jae-" you stumble on your words, your thoughts being interrupted by a moan as the male behind you starts to thrust at a quicker pace. "jae, oh my god."

you throw your head back as your moans become more and more erratic. you feel hyunjae's fingertips digging into your hips. you were sure he'd leave marks, but you didn't even care. you wanted him to.

"fuck, y/n," he groans out your name, and that turns you on even more than you could have imagined. "your pussy feels so good around me, it's like you were made my cock- fuck."

hyunjae delivers one particularly hard thrust into you and you jolt forward, a half gasp-half moan leaving your pouted lips. "gonna fucking wreck you, baby." he growls into your ear before moving his hips into yours at an animalistic pace.

at this point, you couldn't keep your moans contained. as your noises highten in volume as your grip on the stall door tightens. "jae, please," you plea, your voice dragging against the door with a trail of evident need.

"tell me what you want, hm, darling?" hyunjae's voice seemed to have dropped a few octaves since the last time he spoke to you. you imagined it was the lust taking over.

"fuck...fuck me like you mean it," you begin, your words coming out shakily. "fuck me like you hate me."

he growls in your ear and you feel your face flush a deep red. "darling, i do hate you," he hisses at you, his hips keeping their merciless pace. "i hate the way you act like you're that cliché girl next door type, when in reality, you're not that innocent."

you half listen to his venting, not because you didn't care, but because it was hard to comprehend words when he was fucking you silly.

"i fucking hate the way you act like such a little know it all," hyunjae speaks again. apparently he was holding more back than you thought. "you may be smart, but is that enough to satisfy you? no. it's not. i've always know what you really wanted."

now that piques your interest. "oh yeah?" you raise an eyebrow at him and smirk. you didn't think he knew shit.

"you just want attention," he hisses through gritted teeth as his thrusts get rougher and rougher. it seemed that listing off his pet peeves about you were feuling his aggression. and you were here for it. "you're nothing but a suck-up attention whore. you have been since fucking middle school."

your mouth hangs open and you're not sure if it's because of his length repeatedly hitting your spot or if it was because he actually had you figured out. "h-hyunjae-"

"and i hate that no matter how much i hated you," he says, speaking again. his hips slow down momentarily as he goes silent. it was as if he was thinking about something. his grip on your hips loosens before he speaks again. "i still wanted to be the one to give you that attention."

you blink softly for a few moments, barely registering his words into your brain before he picks up his pace again, this time his hands finding your hair and pulling on it until your back is pressed against his chest and you can see most of his face. "jae..." you trail off, looking for something in his eyes, but he closes them and lets out a groan as you accidentally clench your walls around his cock.

"fuck, y/n," he hisses out. he moves one hand around to hold onto your throat. he somehow managed to know all your kinks. amazing. "i hate how good you feel around me." he mutters that bit to himself, but you heard it, unbeknownst to him.

as his movements get sloppier, you can tell he's getting close to his release. and so were you, honestly speaking. "jae, jae," you chant his name quietly, whispering it directly into his ear basically. "i'm gonna cum soon."

"me too, fuck," he releases a breathy moan at your statement. "i...i wanna...inside..." his words fall out slowly and almost inaudibly, but as always, you can understand him perfectly.

"i'm on the pill," you mumble back, gripping the toilet paper dispenser next to you. you sure hoped it was sturdy. "oh god, hyunjae-"

a loud cry of his name falls from your lips as you release all over his length, you feel him finish soon after, his thick cum filling you up as he lets out a strained groan.

and then, it was over.

it didn't set in until after you had caught your breath.

you had just fucked the boy you hated the most, the one that annoyed the shit out of you just by breathing.

and you were wondering when you could do it again.

"hey," you hear him spesk from where he stood, slightly above you. he was still inside you but his hands had fallen to his sides. he was still catching his breath, unlike you who had already caught it. "you good?" he asks. he looks down at you, actual concern on his face.

you nod your head as you pull away, causing his length to exit your heat. you wouldn't admit that as soon as he had exited, you wished he would just go back in. "i'm okay," you reply, smiling weakly. "how are you?"

"i'm..." he trails off, seemingly thinking of his answer. maybe he didn't exactly know how he was either. "i'm good. real good." you thought you saw the ghost of a smile lingering on his lips. his gaze stays on you for a few seconds longer and you feel yourself start to weaken under said gaze again.

"please stop looking at me like that," you tell him, breaking the eye contact. "you'll make me kick you."

"you wouldn't," he hums, starting to fix himself up. "you like me too much." he smirks at you and then you want to punch him.

"i don't like you, hyunjae," you tell him. you watch his face, noticing a slight drop in his expression. you had a feeling he was concealing more than you thought. "and you don't like me, right?"

he stares at you. just stares for a moment you wished you could read those eyes. if you could, you'd know everything.

your heartbeat quickens as his face slowly inches closer to yours. he was leaning in, for real. you weren't sure he knew that he was, but you would be a fool to not lean in also.

suddenly, he stops halfway. he takes a breath and lifts his hands up to your shoulders, brushing some dirt off. “you should fix yourself up,” he speaks, clearing his throat. “you look horrible.”

you blink softly as he opens the stall door, wide enough for him to slip out, but not too wide where you would be exposed. 

after you hear the bathroom door close, you let out a sigh, slowly pulling yourself together as you realize that was really it.

you had just been fucked stupid by him, and then he was gone. that was that.

but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t going to go back for more. even if it meant going against all your morals.

so, you thought to yourself, confidently stepping out of the bathroom stall. see you on monday, lee hyunjae.

--

[tomonari-nue]

Junpei Lives AU

i already warned Kiyoko about this but basically this is dedicated to my friend whom i bullied persuaded into watching JJK only to have them crying in my DMs when they found out Junpei was gone for good.

anyway, who else is bummed out that Junpei never got to learn alongside Yuuji and make friends at JJTech bc i sure am so My City Now

let’s assume that in a slightly more merciful world Junpei wasnt idle-transfigured to death and Yuuji basically hauled his ass away from Mahito

Nanami: Itadori-kun he did attack civilians Yuuji: yeah after being severely manipulated by an extremely fucked up cursed spirit! and being bullied relentlessly! and losing his only family! Nanami: his only family? Junpei: my dad isn’t in the picture Nanami, doing quick neck-breaking mental gymnastics about the possible logistics of unofficially adopting another teenage boy: I See.

technically, due to his age Junpei should be a year or two higher than Yuuji but given that he’s pretty much a newbie, he stays with the other first years

Yuuji wasnt allowed to accompany Junpei when he had his “exam” with Yaga and pretty much sat outside the room biting his nails

he doesnt hear Junpei’s declaration that he’ll never allow anyone to ever lay a hand on him ever again, that he wont let himself be manipulated any longer

Junpei moves into the empty dorm next to Megumi

(poor Megumi is thus subsequently stuck with hearing them giggle during their movie marathons in either room bc the walls are THIN and it doesnt matter who’s in who’s dorm bc its STILL NEXT TO HIM AND HE WANTS TO SLEEP THANK YOU VERY MUCH–)

Yuuji gets Junpei a lavalamp with floating jellyfish in it as a housewarming (dormwarming??) gift

initially Junpei was a little nervous meeting Yuuji’s other friends but he figures if they like Yuuji they wouldnt be that bad

wrong. he was terrified of both Megumi and Nobara.

Megumi: hello who is th– Nobara: WHO THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? WHO IS THIS STRANGER YUUJI? ANOTHER SWEATY TEENAGE BOY? WHY COULDNT YOU FIND ANOTHER GIRL DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE?

(its okay they became friends)

each of them coach Junpei regularly so he can keep up: Yuuji obviously takes over the hand-to-hand combat aspect

Junpei: no offence but i dont want to fight you Yuuji: oh its okay!! i have a high pain tolerance so dont worry about hitting me!! Junpei, who already got his ass kicked thoroughly by Yuuji before and knowing that this guy’s bicep is double the width of his own noodle arms: thats not what im worried about

Megumi, naturally, takes over coaching Junpei on all things shikigami – he’s very taken by Moon Dregs

Junpei: this is Moon Dregs, i didnt have her for very long but– Megumi: she’s beautiful, but can she fight? Junpei: she’s very poisonous Megumi: rad. anything else? Junpei: she. glows in the dark? Megumi: Megumi, under his breath: thats fucking sick as hell

Junpei isnt too sure what Nobara can coach him on considering their fighting styles are very different

Nobara: dont worry im gonna punch a spine into you Junpei: ????????

Nobara becomes the most terrifying (yet oddly effective) life coach in order to teach Junpei to be a lot more confident – unfortunately that also means feeding into his hidden violent streak KJBSBJKDJBK–

Nobara: this guy slaps your ice cream cone to the ground Junpei: what a dick Nobara: EXACTLY! what do you do? Junpei: hit him with a brick Nobara: YES Yuuji: NO Megumi: depends on what flavour the ice cream was

despite him and Nobara having similar violence levels, Junpei does kind of try to be the peacemaker in the group even if he does overindulge Yuuji quite often lmao

he brings the WEIRDEST movies to movie night fridays and often argues with Nobara over what they should watch

he once ignored Yuuji for an entire evening bc the other voted against him and he was stuck watching Frozen with everyone

Yuuji: cmon Junpei, just let it– Junpei: finish that sentence and im eating all of the mozzarella sticks

nobody likes to play Uno against Junpei bc he turns absolutely ruthless

on the first few nights at JJTech Junpei, having turned a little insomniac, wandered into the kitchen late at night to find this gangly figure in the dark with bright blue glowing eyes

nobody had bothered to tell him that Gojo liked to sneak sugar cubes

Junpei screamed so loud Yuuji took his door off its hinges in frantic hurry and Megumi got a bloody nose bc he ran straight into a wall

of course, that was nothing compared to having a very cranky and very pissed off Nobara show up in bunny-patterned PJs and hello kitty eyemask clutching her hammer