#prettiest Bit*sh in the club

[adoremexxs]

WE NEED SEKIDO TO HAVE ANOTHER LOVER WHO ACTUALLY CARES ABT HIM ☹️☹️😞😞 if you do,can you do reader seeing him drunk on a street and they decided to take him home and we give him our number 😢

ALRIGHT.

So, this is a different Y/N reader but like yk it’s a sequel to Sekido getting his heart shattered into 6000 pieces, this reader is good 😇

Modern! Sekido x reader

warnings: sh, drinking, drunk crying, a lilllll suggestive

Sekido was pathetic.

He was utterly pathetic.

That’s what his ex had told him.

And she was right. He was a pathetic excuse of a man. He has never been with anyone else but her.

He longed for her touch, her embrace, her false words of love. Sekido wanted nothing more than to touch her and hold her close to him, so she wouldn’t escape him again.

But alas, she had left him for good. She still had came around his home. To see Karaku who would just grin and wink at Sekido before taking her to his shared room.

On nights like those, he would escape to the club.

Like he is right now.

The blinding lights of the club and the music were making him dizzy and sick. His hand tightened around his whiskey class before downing it, slamming it onto the counter.

Sekido longed for her. She was his everything. His escape from his horrid mind. His escape from the harm he put himself through.

The thoughts of her ran wild in his head, he clenched his fist, digging his nails into the soft, fleshy skin.

He winced but didn’t stop digging them in deeper until droplets of blood pooled from the tiny cuts.

He lost himself drink after drink after drink. His mind was hazy, his head was pounding. Sekido was losing himself.

He lost a piece of himself when she left him.

He became cold and even more jealous of Karaku. He took his sadness and anger out on Aizetsu and Zohakuten.

Zohakuten have been getting into fights more recently. Sekido would argue with Karaku but Karaku is always gone or with her so he doesn’t have a choice but take it out on his other brothers.

He hiccuped as he thought about how cruel he has been lately. All over a girl. He shook his head, downing another drink before making his way out of the club.

Stumbling through the lumped together bodies, it smelt of body odor, vapes and bodily fluids as he squeezed past.

The cool air hit him and he could breathe. His vision was blurry as he stumbled through the street, using the wall as support.

Until you came into view. You were gorgeous with the prettiest (e/c) eyes and gorgeous (h/c) hair. Sekido thought he had seen an angel.

He immediately scolded himself because he still liked his ex.

You walked up to him, giving him an awkward and shy smile.

“Hello…sir? Can you hear me?” You wave a hand in front of him to try and snap him out of his trance.

Sekido blinks and outwardly goes, “You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen…I can’t say that, I’m sorry. I’m still in love with my ex.” He groans, sliding against the wall. He ran his hands through his hair, looking stressed.

You just laughed it off, squating down in front of him. Sekido was amazed how you can squat in high heels! That’s insane! His feet would be hurting!

“Are you okay?”

“Fuck no.” Sekido says, rubbing his eyes, trying to see you better. “Who are you?”

You smile at him, “(Y/N) (L/N), what is your name?”

“…Sekido Hantengu.”

“Well, Seki’, can I take you home? You look to be extremely out of it…” You say, obviously concerned for him. You grab ahold of his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.

“No…what are you doing? I’d be cheating on my ex.” Sekido looks at your and his hand connected, the sudden contact sparking arousal and butterflies in his stomach.

“Well, she is your ex, isn’t she?” You raise a brow. God, your eyes were gorgeous. Sekido felt like he was about to get lost in them.

“Yeah but she isn’t just my ex. She’s my first love, first time, first everything.” He admits, a bit embarrassed of it.

“Ah, I see.” You hum, letting go of his hand and standing up, smoothing out your tight-fitting dress. It hugged all of your curves and Sekido couldn’t help but admire you and then get red. He couldn’t believe he was checking out some random girl!

“Come on, Sekido! I’m taking you back to my place.” You extend a hand to him which he takes but almost pulls you down with him. “Wow! Almost made me fall.”

Your face was pressed against his chest. You can feel the muscle hiding underneath his shirt. God, he sure is muscular.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).” The way he rolled your name off his tongue had you squeezing your thighs together. “I’m just the drunk person here.”

“I’m a little tipsy myself.” You grin, amused as you walk him to your place which thank God isn’t far from here.

The second you opened the door, your cat came running to you.

“Hi, baby! Ohhh, how are you doing? Look, we have a guest!” You pick up your fur baby and show them Sekido who was happy to see such a cute kitty. You hand them over to Sekido who was a bit surprised by it.

“Don’t worry, they won’t bite! Please make yourself at home. I’ll be back in a second.” You hurry off somewhere else in your cute little townhouse home.

Sekido took a moment to look around. Your house was nicely decorated and smelt amazing. Like Christmas sugar cookies. Plus you had a really cute cat. He slid off his shoes and sat on the couch.

For once, he felt relaxed. The cat was purring and rubbing all up on him. His head was killing him. But you came back a few moments later. He could see you better.

God, you were beautiful. You were the embodiment of perfection. If he was good with his words, he would write you a whole paragraph about your beauty. He just couldn’t stop thinking about how pretty you are.

“Alright, Mr. Sekido!” You quickly at the nickname you gave him, walking over and sitting beside him, your thigh brushing against his. “I got you some pain killers and some water.” You hand it to him who happily swallows it down.

Sekido rubbed his temples and muttered out a “thank you.”

You went to respond but Sekido beat you to it, “I’m sorry, (Y/N), I look at you and think about how beautiful you are and that’s not right. Especially after I’m fresh out of a relationship where she slept with my own fucking brother and then watched me bawl my eyes out. I literally put her on a pedestal and gave her everything she ever wanted. What’s wrong with me?” He turns to you, his beautiful eyes watering as he grabbed ahold of his wrists.

“What’s wrong with me, (Y/N)?” God, you swore he is purposely rolling your name off his tongue like that on purpose.

You just gave him a small smile, cupping his face into your soft hands, your thumb stroking his cheekbone. “Nothing is wrong with you, Sekido. I think your ex is just a bad woman. Who wouldn’t want to be with a man like you?” You brush a strand of his hair behind his ear.

His eyes were so pretty. Such a rare and beautiful color. He held so much emotion within his eyes. You could see the pain behind them. Sekido bit down on his lip, making it bleed. It was an anxious habit of his.

“No, (Y/N)…I’m a terrible person.”

“I haven’t known you for long, Sekido, but you are not a terrible person.”

“Yes, I am. I-…You wouldn’t understand it.” He was starting to panic and freak out. Sekido hates thinking of the past. Especially with Zohakuten. He was so cruel, so mean to him when Zohakuten needed him the most.

“Hey, hey,” You pull him closer, locking him in a hug before making Sekido lay down with his head in your lap. “Calm down. Breathe in for me…good boy…now breathe out.”

You instructed Sekido, whispering praises out to him and gently massaging his temples and head. “You’re doing so good, Sekido…Are you asleep?” You look down to see him asleep with his head in your lap.

Welp, you had no choice but to stay there!

.

.

.

Whenever Sekido woke up, he had no idea where he was and he had the most aggravating headache.

Plus there was a fat cute cat on his chest, purring loudly.

The smell of eggs and bacon filled the room. It smelt amazing. He had brief memories of last night. He remembers you. Your beauty was too stunning for him to forget and your kindness towards him warmed his heart. Then he remembered freaking out. Now he was embarrassed.

“Oh! Good morning, Sekido!” You walked into the living room with two plates filled with food. “I made you breakfast.”

“(Y/N)! I’m so sorry about last night! I know we just met but that was so embarrassing and humiliating! I’m sorry. I’m so so so sorry.” Sekido apologized countless times but yet you brushed them off. It didn’t matter to you.

You had a hot man in your house. You aren’t complaining if he trauma dumps on you or not.

Sekido ate the food and man, he was in awe. You were beautiful, kind and you could cook! And you had a fat cat. Those are a bunch of green flags!

He was getting ready to leave whenever you stopped him.

“Seki’, how about we exchange numbers? I want to keep in contact with you.” You were giving him your best smile and god, it melted him.

“Oh, sure, here.” You two exchanged numbers and you told him goodbye as he left.

Sekido was embarrassed and humiliated by his drunk sadness but he met someone who was beautiful and kind out of it.

Maybe he could move on from his ex. Just maybe.

#demon slayer #kny sekido #hantengu clones #kny aizetsu #karaku #kny karaku #sekido #urogi #aizetsu #demon slayer aizetsu #sekido x y/n #demon slayer sekido #sekido x reader #yn #x yn #kny fanfic #demon slayer fanfic #fanfic

[neocitybooty]

I Choose You. [M]

Genre: Smut, Office AU, Multiple Partners, Fluff, Angst, M/F

Pairing:

Jaehyun x Johnny x Original Character

Word Count: 2.2k

Warning: Oral sex, Sub/Dom dynamics, bodily fluids, masturbation, vulgar language, choking, rough sex, multiple partners, unprotected sex

Summary

: Carmella requested a transfer within her company and moved to the other side of the world. She soon realizes she bit off more than she can chew once she starts working at the home branch...

A/N: All I can think about is the fact that I really cancelled my trip to LA. I would've either been at kcon for dream or hitc for Jackson, but I sacrificed both for 127 ;____ ; AND I DID THAT SHIT KNOWING DAMN WELL THOSE DAMN TOUR DATES HAVEN’T DROPPED. 

I had a nice, long weekend and I’ll actually be going to work well rested tomorrow. The thought of it excites me. 

AND OMG. The guy that I knew in high school and a little bit after, ran into me last weekend and now he is trying to make something happen between us. I was right along. It won’t happen tho. I’m not interested. 

But please, enjoy this chapter. I appreciate you all so much for reading, please don’t be scared to interact with me. I’ll have another update ready for you all, by next week at the latest. 

Chapter 2

Johnny. That was his name. Johnny Suh. He stood a little over six feet tall, had jet black hair, and such an impressive facial structure. The kind that belonged on fashion show runways. Lastly, his stare was one of the most intense she’d ever encountered. Just like Jaehyun. But that- that was about as far as their similarities went. 

Upon their first meeting, Mela assumed he was just another regular working class man, because they met at a bus stop. But she would later find out she was very wrong. 

“Would it be weird of me to assume you speak English?” He had leaned over and said in English. 

Mela looked around to make sure he was speaking to her. Johnny chuckled and moved closer to her.

 “I’m speaking to the prettiest woman here.” Mela looked at him as he took her in and felt grateful her skin tone didn’t allow her to blush. She smiled at Johnny and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Sorry, I guess I’m just not used to strangers talking to me here.” Mela said, shyly. 

“My name is Johnny and I don’t have to be a stranger for much longer.” Johnny said, maintaining eye contact but smilling as he put his hand out. 

“Camella.” Mela shook his ginormous hand. “But everyone calls me Mela for short.”

“Beautiful name for a beautiful person.”  Johnny had said softly.

*

A few nights later, she was in her apartment, getting ready for a date with the Johnny Suh. He asked to take her out to a new club that had recently opened up and after a few hours of contemplating, she agreed. It had been months since she and Jaehyun broke things off and her best friend already told her she couldn’t mope around because of an almost boyfriend. Especially one that also happened to be her boss. She needed to move on. 

There was a knock on her door and Mela looked at the clock. Mr. Johnny Suh was punctual. Mela, spritzed some perfume on her outfit and scurried to the door. She opened it and there Johnny stood, looking as handsome as ever. He was wearing a satin button up and fitted slacks. His hair was slicked back with the exception of a few strands that hung loose. 

“You look amazing.”  Johnny stood up straight and beamed at Mela. Mela felt accomplished. She had chosen to wear a red bodycon dress, black pumps, and a high ponytail.

“This color looks really good on you.” Johnny added. 

“Thank you. I’m glad you like it.” Mela said with a twirl. Johnny stepped into the apartment and pulled Mela into a warm, tight embrace. It lasted longer than intended and they both looked at each other for a few seconds because they separated. 

“Um, let’s get going, yeah?” Johnny said, finally exhaling. 

They both stepped outside and Johnny led the way to his car. Mela stopped and looked from the car, to Johnny, then back to the car.“This is your car?!” She asked, wide eyed. 

Johnny’s car was the type of car she had never seen in real life. Only on a screen.“Yeah, she’s a beauty. I don’t drive her often.” Johnny said with a smile. “Brand new Maserati.”

 “I thought you didn’t have a car!” Mela exclaimed. She wasn’t quite able to process how wrong her assumption of Johnny was. Just how rich was he?

“But I never told you that, Princess.” Johnny pressed the tip of Mela’s nose quicky with his pointer finger and opened the door for her to get in.          

    The line for entry was wrapped around the block. Mela felt as though she was going to a concert, rather than a club. Johnny pulled up to the opening in front of the entrance, walked out and opened Mela’s car door. He then tossed his keys into one of the employee’s hands. Mela assumed he was valet but he wasn’t wearing any sort of uniform. Weird. 

Mela noticed Johnny didn’t even take a second glance at the absurd line. Instead, he grabbed her hand and guided her to the entrance and opened the door, while receiving a bow from each bouncer. 

The club was massive. Mela had never seen anything like it. It seemed endless. And it was full. Everywhere she turned, there were bodies. Loud music greeted Mela’s ears and laser lights scattered across the entire building. She felt a bit overwhelmed. She should’ve pregamed.

Johnny walked the both of them to the bar and he spoke into the ear of one of the many bartenders. “Send one bottle of my favorite to room 9.”

“Roger that.” The bartender responded in English. Johnny then led Mela to a room towards the back with couches, a few screens, and an unoccupied bar. The music volume faded as soon as he closed the door.

“Wow. This place is something else.” Mela mainly took in the high ceiling and the chandelier hanging from the middle. They both sat but her eyes never left the huge, crystal ball of light that was hanging from the ceiling  

“Isn’t it? I had quite the vision for this location.” Johnny said, smiling and looking around, proudly. Mela jerked up and made a sound of confusion. 

“Explain.” Johnny chuckled and rubbed her thigh softly. “Well, I guess I can share a little bit with you.” 

There was knock on the door and a server opened the door and pulled in a cart. It held a bottle of what seemed to be wine or champagne, and two wine glasses.

“Let me know if you need anything else, Sir.” The man said, he then gave Mela a small smile and bowed before leaving the room and closing the door shut behind him. 

“Continue.” Mela said, ignoring what was brought into the room.

“So, my father was a huge party animal in his younger days, and he opened up a very popular spot in the states. The idea was for this spot to keep expanding. First, it was just a bar. Very tiny. Then it became a bar and restaurant. Then a lounge was added and so forth.” Johnny paused and stretched his arm behind Mela. “Eventually,” Johnny continued. “He met my mother and had me, and his party days came to a halt. But the demand never dwindled, because at this point, that tiny bar had turned into one of the biggest clubs in the western hemisphere. So, I grew up watching him take care of this massive business and decided that I wanted to own a few of my own one day. So, I opened one in Los Angeles, another one in Tokyo, and one right here in Seoul.”

“Sooo…..basically you’re filthy rich.” Mela said sitting up straight and turning to Johnny. “Wow. That word choice of yours” Johnny put his hand to his chest. “Let’s just say, I’m well off.” 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Mela said, relaxing back into the couch and Johnny’s arm. 

“I think you would help me sleep at night.” Johnny looked at Mela, or rather her lips. In the next minute, his lips were on Mela’s. They were soft and warm, but his breath was cool and smelled of fresh mint. Johnny cupped her cheeks, as his tongue begged for entrance. Mela eventually let him in and he pulled her onto his lap. His boner poked into her sensitive area as he grabbed onto her thighs to pull her closer. Mela gasped for air, as Johnny wrapped an arm around her and pressed her further into his body. She didn’t care that her dress was already hiked up and her bare ass was showing as she straddled Johnny. She felt hot to the touch and Johnny was just getting started. Johnny finally left her lips and hummed as he started to unzip Mela’s dress. 

They were interrupted by Mela’s phone. 

Jaehyun had impeccable timing. Mela knew it was him before she looked at her phone. Nobody called her as much as he did. Not even her parents. 

“I have to answer this.” Mela said. Johnny helped her off and she pulled her dress down. She took a few steps away from Johnny, fearing he would hear Jaehyun’s voice.

 “Hello?” She said softly. 

“Where are you?” Jaehyun didn’t skip a beat. 

“I’m out.” Mela said quietly. 

“I want to see you. Where are you? I’ll send a car.” He spoke from the other end. Mela sighed and looked at Johnny.

“Can you wait one more day?” She asked. Maybe he would agree. It was worth a shot.

“No.” He said from the other end. “Just come spend the night. Must you insist on being so difficult?” Mela’s mood was already ruined, so she decided it would be best for her to leave. 

She couldn’t go on with Johnny with thoughts of Jaehyun now filling her head. But she looked at Johnny sitting on the couch, texting ….and he just looked so delicious. But she knew she had to take her leave. 

“Okay. I’ll send my location. Bye.” She said before hanging up.Johnny looked up and smiled at Mela.

“You should stay with me. I promise we will have fun.”Johnny stood up and walked over to the cart. 

He opened the bottle and started pouring the content into the wine glasses. He then walked over to Mela with a glass in each hand and handed one to her. Mela gladly accepted the glass and took a sip. 

“I’m sorry but I really do have to go. Please don’t hate me.” Johnny sighed. 

“Fine. I’ll let you go. But it won’t be so easy next time.” He caressed her cheek tenderly and smiled. “I’ll walk you out. Whoever called you is probably some big shot. Wouldn’t want to keep him waiting, now would we?”

 Mela shook her head. “I swear, he is not my boyfriend.” 

“Oh no need to explain anything to me. In the end, I think we will be able to figure something out.” He winked and opened the door, leading Mela through the loud music and laser lights, once again.            

*

The driver opened the car door for Mela and she stepped out to be greeted by the familiar building. Jaehyun was outside of the revolving doors, waiting for her in loungewear and slippers. 

His face distorted into a frown as Mela approached him. “You look- you look-“ Jaehyun stuttered. “Why do you look like that?”

“What?” It was now Mela’s turn to frown. “Are you resorting to insults now?” 

She crossed her arms and shifted her weight to one leg. Jaehyun just stood and stared at her. He seemed to be zoning out, although his eyes were fixated on her. 

“Jae.” Mela scoffed. “You’re doing it again.”

 “What am I doing?” He asked. The question seemed genuine.

“You’re gazing.” Mela said as she waved a wave back and forth in front of Jaehyun’s face.

“I can’t help myself, Carmella.” A hint of defeat swept over Jaehyun’s eyes as he finally looked away. “Please, just come inside and let’s get you cleaned up and changed.” 

He put his arm around Mela and led her inside. She was too tired to protest. 

An hour later, Mela entered the living room, freshly showered and in a pair of brand-new pajamas. 

Before she could say anything, Jaehyun’s lips crashed on her own. “Stop!” Mela pushed him off and hit him in the chest. He stumbled back, surprised. “You know we are over.” 

“Well, I want us to not be over anymore.” Jaehyun said in a low voice. 

“Gosh, you’re so fucking selfish!” Mela yelled. “Everything you want, you just have to get. You have me on call for no reason other than to prove that you’ll always have the upperhand. I can’t even enjoy a night out without you ruining it for me.  You make me sick!” 

“You don’t mean that” Jaehyun said, inching closer to Mela. 

“Oh, but I do.” She responded, balling up her fists at her side.

“You’re just a little upset, but it’s nothing we can’t get past.”

 “Not another step, Jae.” Mela warned.

 “Or else what?” Jaehyun smirked. Mela sighed. “Jae. What do you want?” “Honestly?”

“As if you ever lie. Blunt should be your middle name.” Mela scoffed. 

“I want to be inside you.”Mela stood speechless and rolled her eyes, so Jaehyun continued.“I want nothing more than to lay you down and slide my cock into your wet cunt while you moan into my ear. Don’t you miss it? Me fucking you mindlessly while my hands are around your throat?” Just thinking about it makes me so hard.” He licked his lips and looked at Mela through hazy eyes. 

“I think I am going to head to bed.” Mela said, trying her best to not fall into his trap.

“You’ll sleep better if you cum beforehand.” This time, Jaehyun bit his lip. 

“We are not having sex, Jaehyun.” Mela said. And with that, she walked past Jaehyun and into the guest room and shut the door behind her.

 He let her, accepting that his attempts had failed.

 She hopped into bed and texted Johnny. You were right. We can absolutely figure something out.  

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

#Jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #nct #nct127 #nct smut #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #nct fanfiction #nct fanfic #kpop au #johnny #Johnny Suh #nct127 smut

[tearosepedall]

"Ya thought that we were weak but we coming right back This time ya gonna see how we do it like that We're living like giants, yeah, giants We're bigger than giants, we giants

Sleeping giants Sleeping, sleeping giants"

True Damage - GIANTS

#prettiest Bit*sh in the club #mcc 17 #mc championship #mcyt #mcytblr #aqua axolotls #antfrost #dsmp eret #kara corvus #captainsparklez #captain sparklez #The team- even kara agrees with me (she like my rt so that valid undisputed argument /j) #I want to do KDA's costume but ended up using True damage's design because its much more fun #and I was listening to GIANT on loop while making this soooooo #here ya go #tearosepedall #i almost did'nt make mcc are for this mcc but I was like "F it I have time- and I alredy got the skech done #why not finished it

[witchycandle222]

Headcanons for that strip club AU: (NSFW)

Hatter

Owns the place (Obvs)

Rich AF

Addresses everyone as either "Darling", "Sweetie", "Sweetheart", or "B*tch". Unless it is Aguni. He is an exception

*Grips Aguni's arms* "See these guns? I own these guns!"

Calls the club, Wonderland/Borderland or something

Calls group meetings when he wants to, sometimes for no reason

Walks around in that that kimono all the time like a fab human being that he is

"Aguni, can I speak with you for a second...?" We all know what that means...

Has an office with pictures of the entire team, doing stuff like getting drunk, making out and occasionally having someone who is just trying to eat in the background

Treats everyone like family... But also like a cult

Ain't gonna judge your preferences. If you want a man you'll get them. If you want a woman you can also have one.

One of the main rules is consent

Has an entire complex building above the place and gives everyone 28383728 keys so everyone can go up there and sleep like in a hotel

Aguni

Doesn't smile

Beats the hell out of everyone who deserves it

That guy who stands behind you when you are doing something wrong, until you notice

Physically picks up the people who are being an annoying piece of sh-

Cries when Chishiya is performing cause damn he is so proud of his son

Gotta keep an eye on Niragi to, make sure he doesn't cause a mess/fight or both

Niragi

Has a load of money and no one knows where it comes from

Licks (Or tries to) everyone there

Always tried to get up on the stage to hug the performer. Is so drunk/careless he falls of stage

Only shows up JUST to see Chishiya most of the time cause he is obsessed.

Yells all over the place

Doesn't care if it is a woman or not. If he wants it, he will screw it. But never gets to

Last Boss

Creepy as hell to everyone

Everyone thinks he has a leg problem because of the way he walks

Pretty much the same as Niragi. Has no preference.

Always has the prettiest and most girly drinks but why not break gender norms while you are there?

Someone: "What are you supposed to be? A dragon?"

The Last Boss: *Judges silently*

Silent the entire visit

Mira

Creepy af waitress

Smiles creepily at everyone

"Welcome, I'm gonna be the Queen of Hearts in your nightmares tonight..."

Walks super slowly with her fingers pressed together like in the show

Plays card games with Chishiya in the dressing room

"Don't talk to me I'm on my dinner break"

Walks around in super loud high heels

Drinks wine and reads feminist novels during break times

Fans herself with dollar bills (Or whatever the Japanese currency is)

Ann

The prettiest woman there

Wears a LOT of lipstick

Falls asleep on the dressing room floor

Dressed like the white queen

Wears a LOT of pearls

Can have a deep convo with anyone

Actually has strong legs and can hang off that pole like a damn bat on a cave ceiling

Chishiya

"Class sl*t"

Wears cat ears

"No, Arisu you are doing it wrong..." *Proceeds to do the sexiest thing in existence*

Gets a lot of male attention. Does he dislike it? No, he does not

"Don't talk to me, I'm going on a milk and smoke break"

Plays cards games in the dressing room with Mira and Ann

Will grind and lick you cause he is good at it and why not

Walks around and judges everyone... And their outfits with Kuina

Reports back who comes the most often for Hatter to list down

Walks around. Hoodie round his elbows, shirtless

Wears a collar

Arisu

Really friendly with the locals

Actually Hatter's favourite... Chishiya comes a close second

Wears a ton of glitter around his eyes

Is actually really good friends with Karube... But everyone loves him

Sometimes falls of the pole

Really clumsy and floppy

Really popular with the young women

Sometimes wears makeup... Sometimes...

Always concerned about the new people who don't know their way around

Wears that weird scarf made from feathers (Edit: Boa)

Never gets drunk. Never smokes

Everyone calls him Alice because they are either too drunk, too deaf or too ignorant to realize that is not his name So, he pretty much just goes by Alice by everyone

Kuina

Is called a caterpillar

Smokes with you. If you are friendly enough

Will protect her fellow women

Sometimes her and Chishiya will perform as a duo. (Cause you never know there might be bi people in the audience 🤷‍♀️)

Smiles a lot, so people find her very approachable

"You should get the ribs. They are really good!"

Always keeping Karube company cause he works hard too!!

Flicks her braids at you when she is trying to send the message that she doesn't like you

Women approach her too

Usagi

Bunny waitress

Will kick your *ss if you harass people

Always looking out for Arisu

Gets super hot dressed in that tight bunny outfit, so she is stepping outside a lot

Cooks really good from time to time

Coughs a lot cause of people smoking in there

Her and Kuina come as an *ss kicking duo

She can't walk in high heels... She just can't...

Karube

That lovely, bubbly, friendly bartender who everyone loves

If you are being an *ss hole. He WILL tell you

Gotta respect those women

Actually really good at making drinks

Gets super flattered and flustered when men are flirting with him

"These people have terrible music taste..."

Super sweaty from running around

"Do you want an olive with that? Or maybe a peanut?"

"Of course, they steal my hawaiian shirts to perform!" *Throws arms up in frustration*

Really talkative and when you are feeling alone he WILL start a convo about the government with you

Tatta

Tatta: "I'm only here for the drinks and the food"

Person: "Don't you want a private performance, while you are here, at least?! "

Tatta, while chewing on that rib: "What"

Gets peered pressured to go there by his "friends"

Always forgets where the exit is.

Actually makes friends with the people who work there and whenever he is around, everyone is chill

Vibing to the songs

Actually enjoying himself

Chota

Gets pressured to go there by his work "Friends". Ya'll see a pattern here?

V*rgin who gets super excited unexpectedly

Meets Shibuki and they actually just talk

Spends most of the time going there because Karube and Arisu actually understand his problems and don't ignore or pretend to like him

Karube is then like "We should all make a run for it" they then go for a huge bike ride around the city

Only goes there to see Shibuki, Arisu and Karube at this point. But on his own free will

Actually enjoys himself and for once in his life doesn't feel lonely

Goes a bit mental and promises to take Shibuki away with him using all his money and they will live together and buy a house and have three kids and have cat and three dogs-

Shibuki

Wears those big silk fluffy gowns. But it's open, so all her underwear is exposed for all you out there watching

Smokes a lot

Drinks martinis cause she is elegant like that

Really caring of everyone's issues

Always asks for her man's consent

Women get flustered when she talks to them. Even if it is just normally

Actually really intelligent

Her nickname is "Buki"

Asahi + Momoka

Whenever someone talks to them, Aguni is like: "Don't talk to my daughters!"

Do everyone's looks/hair

Always stick together

Waitress A LOT

Don't dress up. Just stick a shell necklace, some shorts, a t shirt and they r ready to work

The youngest there

Always get asked what they are doing there since they are so young

Absolutely TERRIFIED of Mira. She is like there boss specifically

Reblog. Can't wait to see those fanfics/oneshots! Love u guys

#Alice in borderland #Alice in borderland headcanons #Alice in borderland au #Alice in borderland fanfic #Alice in borderland fanfic request

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Have Some Coke and Smile

Stephanie aka Suzanne Leigh was the mysterious girl I met who lived downstairs from me in Newmarket. She visited me a few times and prepped me for my appointment with her agent, Roy Dee in Revere, MA. It all seemed like it wasn’t really happening, so I went along with it. I also went along with the cocaine she offered. I told her I’d never done it before and she said its awesome, you will love it and you will be fine. I did a line with her for the first time in her apartment. I wasn’t drunk or depressed, just young and stupid and daring so I snorted the whole line she set out for me. I used a straw the first time. It burned a little, but moments later I felt this wave of self-confidence that I had never felt before. I think Stephanie realized I liked it A LOT and was kind of looking out for me and only gave me maybe one more line that time. But she recognized the signs of me liking it too much.

One night we went out to a 18+ club (none of us were old enough to drink yet) and we took an 8 ball of coke with us and all I really remember from that night was asking for more a lot. I remember doing lines in the bathroom there at the club. I don’t recall anything else, just that I felt like I was the prettiest, sexiest, smartest, most amazing woman in the world. That was how coke made me feel. It was scary as hell to be honest.

The day Stephanie took me to meet Roy Dee was a normal day. I didn’t want to be coked up when I went. I wanted to do this sober and see if I could really follow through. I was nervous, but I put on a slinky dress and followed Stephanie’s lead. We walked into his office and she introduced me. It couldn’t have been 3 minutes before he told me to take my clothes off. I was a little shocked, but said okay and took them all off right there. He looked me over, told me to turn around, then said I looked good, though maybe a little heavier than most girls. But some guys like that, he said.

Roy Dee said I needed a stage name. I hadn’t even thought about that and told him so. He asked what my middle name was and I told him it was Lynne. Turns out his girlfriend was named Lynn so he liked the name and named me Lynn. I thought it was lame, but I didn’t have any better ideas, so I said okay. He then asked Stephanie if he should book me at the Squire Lounge, where she worked. She said, “No, let her take it a little bit easier and send her to the Cabaret.” In hindsight I am thankful for this because the Squire has its own set of quirks and I wouldn’t have been able to handle it at this time. Roy booked me at the Cabaret. I was booked to start on Monday as a day girl.

The night before I was to start, Stephanie took me under her wing and said I needed a couple of costumes to wear. I also asked if she could show me what to do, how to dance. She wasn’t too keen on doing it. She did try though, but ultimately said I needed to figure that out for myself because it was too weird. We did a couple of lines and went to her close to find me something to wear to the club. She pulled out a simple bodycon black dress. I had some lacy panties. That would be one outfit. She looked through her costumes. She had a huge collection of fancy multi-piece things with matching thong, bra, dress, etc. My boobs were way bigger than hers. I was probably a size 10 and she was maybe a 6. Nothing was really working for me. She had me try one and this one worked enough. I still remember it. It was lime green and black. Was a bra, thong, and skirt. I had a hell of a time squeezing into it, but when I did it looked great. It was not comfortable though! I can’t remember what else I took to wear, but I know it wasn’t fancy. I think I had a black scarf for my waist and lacy panties and bra under it. Oh, and heels. I already had those and could walk in them. Lucky me.

The next morning, Stephanie asked me if I wanted some coke for my nerves. Again, I thought I should go sober because I wouldn’t be able to think straight and being high might make things worse. She also had to work that day, so I was going to follow her car. She would lead me to the Cabaret and go to her club from there.

I followed her and lost her somewhere near the toll booth. Shit. I was already nervous, driving to Massachusetts which was not easy for a NH girl, and just plain scared. I threw my money into the toll booth net and took off like a racecar. I sped down I-95 as fast as I could, looking for Stephanie. I couldn’t find her. I figured if I sped up I could catch up with her before we had to get off of the highway. I was starting to panic when from behind me I heard sirens and saw blue lights. Now I really panicked and realized I was going over 100 miles an hour and a cop was pulling me over!

I pulled to the left side of the highway, which was about my 100th mistake. Mind you, I had on a tighter than tight black mini dress with red lace, high heels, a ton of makeup and big hair. The cop came up to my window and from what I can remember asked me what the hell was I doing? I was so shook that I just told him my whole true story, that I was on my way to work as a stripper for the first time ever and I was nervous and my friend took off and left me in the dust. He was fortunately sympathetic to me. He calmed me down and tried to talk me out of going to the club. He was a nice person and legitimately tried to do the best thing he could for me. When I told him I was determined to strip, he offered to escort me there. He did give me a piece of paper which I didn’t really pay attention to. I had other things to think about, like how I was going to pretend to be an experienced stripper. I was told to tell everyone I had worked at a club in Maine and wasn’t brand new. I am a horrible actress.

I waved goodbye to the cop and got my bag and walked in. I will never forget how it felt, like walking into a dark cave. It was bright and sunny outside, but inside it was black with low lighting. There was a big bar straight ahead and to the left was the stage. It was in the shape of a plus sign and had a big pole right in the middle. Around the stage was about a 2-foot-high plastic see through barrier. It was there to keep people from touching the dancers (or maybe vice versa). I was told right away to use the term dancers, not strippers. So now I was a dancer. I never danced before and here I am a dancer.

The DJ met me at the door and led me around. He showed me where the bathrooms were, the DJ booth (I was prepared for this – Stephanie and I made some mixed CDs for me to bring) and then the dressing room. It was on the left side of the stage. It was a long skinny room with one dressing table down the wall with lights over the mirrors. It was shabby but adequate. There were a bunch of girls there I was introduced to. They were beautiful! I was intimidated but put on my best act.

Stephanie told me to watch the girls and imitate what they do. I watched them put on makeup, do their hair. I had that down. But when it came to dancing on the stage, I just had no damn clue! I made sure to walk around the club when each girl was on so I could study what they were doing. Didn’t look too hard, but when was the right time to take off each piece of clothing? I guess I’d just wing it.

When it was my turn, I was so nervous. I was totally sober. No coke, no alcohol. The DJ said, “Next up, the lovely Lynn!” I opened the curtain and stepped out onto the stage. I went right for the pole and kind of danced around it. Then, the dollar bills started to be piled on the plastic barrier. Folded and set over the top. I thought dancing meant actual dancing, so I was shaking it FAST and FASTER. I think a guy told me to slow down! I went over, squatted down and took the dollars one by one. Talked to the guys a little bit. Told some it was my first time and they loved that and tipped me even more. Did what they asked me to do, like bend over or shake my tits. The money was unreal. It all felt unreal. I stripped down to nothing pretty fast. Was better than wearing the outfits that didn’t fit too. Finished my set and went back to the dressing room, counted my money. It was a fast train ahead from there. I didn’t slow down for a few years and what a ride it was!