#this is also very me coded bc I literally get the incessant feeling of needing to pee the moment I start drinking alcohol

[crybaby-bkg]

tw: piss, public stuff, alcohol, drunk reader

Shidou is a freak.

it’s nothing new to you, something you’d known basically since the moment you met him. but you at least thought that there would be…limits. certain things that even he didn’t care for. but you couldn’t have been more wrong.

there was a party going in one of his teammates hotel rooms, in some foreign country that you’re too drunk to remember the name of. and that’s the problem right there—you’re drunk off your ass, unusual for when you’re with Shidou. you don’t need liquor to have a good time with him, but the celebration of tonight damn near demanded it. so you drank and you drank, downing one shot after the other.

he pulls you into his lap at one point in the night, cupping your jaw as he tilts something white and strong against your pouting lips. he presses his mouth to your ear, his voice low under the other partygoers cheers and the thumping music they’ll surely get a complaint for in the morning.

“what?” Shidou purrs against your ear, licking softly at the shell of it, shameless. “you tapping out for the night on me?”

“no,” you drawl out in a whine, shifting in his lap, trying to bury your face into his warm neck. “I just gotta pee. drinking this much always makes my bladder feel fuller than it really is.”

“so go, then.” Shidou says surely, his voice steady. he sets down the glass, brings one hand to tighten around your waist, the other to start rubbing soothing circles on your lower belly. or, they would be more soothing, if he didn’t ever so slightly press the heel of his palm a little harder with every passing circle. you try to pull away from his grip, but he holds you tighter, nudging your chin up so he can kiss softly at the column of your neck.

“but you won’t let me get up, Shidou.” you hum quietly, shifting in his lap as he presses harder against your bladder. Shidou grins against your skin, pinching the flesh there between sharp canines to hear your hiss, to feel your hole clench against his lap, his hardening cock.

“I never said I was gonna let you up.” he chuckles, hips thrusting up ever so slightly, his bulge pressing right where you need him most. “just said to go ahead and relieve yourself.”

“but, there are people here? what if they see?” you whisper, despite the fact that you can barely hear yourself over the music and the other attendants of the party. Shidou shrugs, pressing more and more, his teeth feeling sharper, his tongue feelings wetter, his kisses feeling hotter against the thin flesh of your throat.

“you’re wearing all black anyway, and so am I. who’s gonna notice?”

Sae, you think to yourself, eyes flitting over to where the teal eyed man watches you with a seemingly knowing gaze. you swallow thickly and avert your eyes, shifting once more, feeling a trickle slide out of you without your control. you whimper, thighs tightening, but Shidou only rubs encouragingly against your thigh, shushing you with a too wide grin against your warm cheek as he kisses his way up.

“it’s okay, baby. go ahead and piss yourself in my lap. make a mess for me, yeah?” Shidou goads, forgoing the rubbing of your belly, insistently pressing on your bladder now, shameless. the only sound that leaves you is a pathetic whimper, your eyes squeezing shut as you can’t fight back anymore, and release yourself with a shudder.

you soak through your panties, the seat of your bottoms, all the way to Shidou’s throbbing cock. he’s not sure if the mess in his boxers is from how much he’s leaking precum, or your piss, but it makes his cock twitch, either way. he placates your whining with little kisses against your pouting lips, rubbing his thumb against your navel as you let yourself go all over him.

and when he pulls you up, you’re both dripping ever so slightly. nobody notices really, only sending you pitying looks when Shidou says he has to take you to his room because you’re not feeling so well. but you catch the way Sae looks from the spot where you two sat, and back to you, his gaze locked on your own and knowing. in your drunken haze, you almost think he smirks at you.

[angelfrommontgomery]

there’s soooooo many strange behaviors and irritating quirks he has (aside from living there 24/7) and he ignores me any time I try to talk about but it has really escalated in the past week. Yesterday he went after me for being “overconfident” (again) and when I asked him to stop calling me that ((no other student has called me that, I’m friends or friendly with nearly the entire department, I often ask for help and admit I don’t know things, I’m not perfect but there’s no glaring reason for him to say that)), he immediately turned to the new student and started telling her she needs to stop doing classwork and start working on a paper NOW which is crazy …first year of a phd is already insane, she’s doing everything right and running herself ragged, and YOU who has done NOTHING for THREE YEARS are going to tell her she’s not doing enough? Immediately after discounting my work???????? I feel like it’s finally escalated enough that I can say it really does feel sexist because last year when there was another man in the office, he never ever said anything like this to him. On top of the year he’s spent saying something contrary to everything I say and do. and spreading incessant and unfounded rumors about people. And being incredibly negative (repeatedly calling people “fucking idiots” behind their back! In the office!) Deciding to go after the first year woman bc I wouldn’t take it is crazy.

Of course i need to be very tactful about this. I don’t want this to blow up and other students get mad at me for getting him in trouble (and I really don’t want ppl to say it’s not a big deal). We have a committee that decides office space and I think I need to find one of them and ask for a meeting and just lay out that he’s escalating to what I consider sexist comments, hasn’t stopped when asked, and expanded to targeting the other woman, and I want either him to be moved or us to be moved and I want there to be an excuse for why it’s happening. I don’t want this to be department drama or whatever. I want a lowkey move

Also today he started to say I have a paper bc of my advisor and again that I’m overconfident… yeah no shit my advisor is involved in my first project. That’s why she’s supposed to do. But I made every bit of data, I wrote the code for every analysis, the reaction scheme was my discovery, I wrote the paper; I made the figures, the agenda for every meeting was set by me, . I spent quite literally 1000 hours on this. I’m not blind, I realize this is a very very niche tiny problem that I’ve solved and it’s relevant to maybe 7 people in the world. but I’m the one that solved it

Officemate situation escalating …….. last year he just lived there and got on my nerves . Now he’s bullying the new student. Talked to some of the older grad students and a postdoc and they were all like you need to get out of there right now. Oh!