falinfromthedungeon
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Hey chat. Serious post fo today.
I am currently fixing to make arrangements for an appointment to get screened for cancer due to a bad report of an abnormality in my ovaries. It runs in my family which is why I, as of right now, am fucking terrified.
I recently got wrongfully fired from my job. And I, again, as of right now, and broke as fuck and am trying to find the right lawyer.
Even a fucking dollar would help and will go towards gas money for appointments if the worse comes to worse.
If you can’t donate, please spread the word.
Thank you :’)
This is a deeply personal topic that might be triggering to many, it's about my groomer so just becareful before u decide to read I guess
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Jayden Eoghen (@the.punk_king), formerly on TikTok, was a cis woman who masqueraded as a trans man in order to lure in young trans people, mostly between the ages of 12–15, who had recently come out and had little to no support. This happened back in 2020. Jayden claimed to be 17 on all of their content and platforms, but in reality, they were 23.
I am one of three victims that I know of. I was a young trans femme, recently turned 14, going by a different preferred name than I do now. There was also Ashton, a young trans masc who was 12 at the time—we don’t know each other anymore and I don’t know if he’s changed his name—and Sam, a trans masc who was 14 and lived in the same state as Jayden.
Jayden referred to Sam as his favorite. We know that Jayden was able to get away with psychical sexual abuse kn Sam for atleast 2 years.
My TikTok at the time was @Pansexual_Lucifer, and I appeared in some of Jayden’s now-deleted videos. I still remember Sam’s old username too I dont know if that would help he also appeared often in person in many kf Jayden’sold videos. Jayden did horrible things to us, and it still affects me every single day. It’s been really hard to talk about.
My parents, who weren’t supportive to begin with, used what happened as justification for more transphobia. They said I was brainwashed and showed me even less support than I had before. There was brainwashing—but not about being trans. That was just how Jayden got to us. What they liked about us was that we had no one else to run to.
It’s been almost five years now as of next month, and I still get scared every time I get a call from a California number. I don’t know if Jayden’s out of jail. I don’t know how long they were sentenced to. I don’t even know their real name—my parents never told me. I know I keep calling them "he" even though Jayden didn’t use those pronouns in real life, only online, and not because they were closeted. I’m just used to referring to them that way still.
All I want is closure. I’ve been trying for years to find out who they really were—just to know if I’m safe. If he’s out. If he remembers me. If he’s looking for me.
The only trace of Jayden left online is a podcast he released shortly before his arrest. That’s it. Everything else is gone.
If anyone out there remembers him, has archived content, knows his real name, or has any idea what happened to him legally, please send something—anything—my way.
Thank you for reading this. Please help if you can.
Hopefully this sums up all the info well enough it's like my third time re writing it
“I-I can turn things into dry ice from the inside out.” She says. Junko nods at Yumiko’s advice.
She looks up at Shigaraki.
“By then, I can just put enough force on them it’ll shatter then and then they will dissipate into the air.” She says.
“Do… you want me to demonstrate?” She asks innocently.
RP Starter somewhat oneshot featuring @yumikoshigarakirp
Dabi had already had a rough day. He sighed softly as he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.
He dipped in a nearby alleyway that was close to the base that was out of sight enough so he could have a ‘smoke break’.
Then, he heard crying- familiar crying.
He stopped and stared behind the trash can curiously.
It was his friend, moreso customer.
He had known that she had an awful case of PTSD. He was one of the only ones to know about her past actions and what she did. She stopped and looked up at him, it appeared she was chewing on her own hand.
She quickly hid her hand in her pocket just to hide it.
“Junko-chan.. What the hell was that?”
No response, just staring.
He pointed to his own ears, which prompted Junko to turn on her hearing aids.
“What..” She spat.
“What were you doing just now, with your hand?” He asked.
“Nothing! Bore off!” She said, obviously not in the right state of mind.
He glared, and then suddenly he grabbed the back of her neck.
“You better be lucky you’re like a little sister to me.” He then started to drag her like a cat at the back of her own jacket.
“Where are you taking me?” She whimpered, saying through sobs.
“Just to meet some friends of my own.” Dabi responded.
He then made it to the bar, knocking, staring at the little peephole in the doorframe. He then got on his phone and texted Yumiko.
‘Hey. I’m at the door. Brought a friend.’
“This is humiliating”. She covered her face. “Just let me have a fucking breakdown in peace.”
He sighed, slightly crouching to her level.
“If I let you do that you were gonna chew your hand off. And I need you to get me food in exchange for my fucking weed. Besides, I like your cooking.” He then held the back of her jacket again.
“You’re like a fucking rat, Junko-chan.” He chuckled to himself.
Dabi- I have plenty of friends dipshit
Dabi had texted Yumiko.
He snickered. “You’ll like her, I promise, and besides, she’s more than capable to join too if you’d like. Her quirk is pretty gnarly too.”
Junko glared at Dabi, “왜 나를 이 일로 데려가는 거야” She cursed at him. She huffed softly.
Dabi was sort of known for bringing her into things she never wanted to be a part of. Junko sighed, looking at both of the two, including Shigaraki.
As Yumiko waved to Junko, she nervously waved back. She seemed nice.
RP Starter somewhat oneshot featuring @yumikoshigarakirp
Dabi had already had a rough day. He sighed softly as he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.
He dipped in a nearby alleyway that was close to the base that was out of sight enough so he could have a ‘smoke break’.
Then, he heard crying- familiar crying.
He stopped and stared behind the trash can curiously.
It was his friend, moreso customer.
He had known that she had an awful case of PTSD. He was one of the only ones to know about her past actions and what she did. She stopped and looked up at him, it appeared she was chewing on her own hand.
She quickly hid her hand in her pocket just to hide it.
“Junko-chan.. What the hell was that?”
No response, just staring.
He pointed to his own ears, which prompted Junko to turn on her hearing aids.
“What..” She spat.
“What were you doing just now, with your hand?” He asked.
“Nothing! Bore off!” She said, obviously not in the right state of mind.
He glared, and then suddenly he grabbed the back of her neck.
“You better be lucky you’re like a little sister to me.” He then started to drag her like a cat at the back of her own jacket.
“Where are you taking me?” She whimpered, saying through sobs.
“Just to meet some friends of my own.” Dabi responded.
He then made it to the bar, knocking, staring at the little peephole in the doorframe. He then got on his phone and texted Yumiko.
‘Hey. I’m at the door. Brought a friend.’
“This is humiliating”. She covered her face. “Just let me have a fucking breakdown in peace.”
He sighed, slightly crouching to her level.
“If I let you do that you were gonna chew your hand off. And I need you to get me food in exchange for my fucking weed. Besides, I like your cooking.” He then held the back of her jacket again.
“You’re like a fucking rat, Junko-chan.” He chuckled to himself.
Tomura: *Wearing his compression shirt* What in the world are you so googly eyed for?
Junko: 나는 당신의 가슴을 응시하고 있습니다
Tomura: You better be lucky I don’t even know a single word of Korean but I love you anyways.
"dabi without his scars" "shigaraki without his skin condition" "todoroki without his scar" okay you can just say you hate skin that isnt perfect and go. no one likes you
I got my gf to start thirsting over Shigaraki too
She gets it.
I got her to truly get it.
I didn’t think I would get this far
Junko: *goes up to Dabi* 항상 나쁜 년인 것에 대해 어떻게 생각하세요? 더운 여름날에 빌어먹을 잡초 뚱뚱한 엉덩이 냄새가 나는 건 말할 것도 없고요.
Dabi: *high out of his god damn balls* WHAT IS SHE EVEN SAYING DAWG
I really love the idea of LOV doing video to recruit new members 🤣
I just found out about cc x cc fan fictions I’m so used to cc x reader stop it
Endeavor: Whatever happened to the good old days—when kids were scared to death of their parents?
Dabi: The day I met you I picked you up like a possum in the dumpster, quite literally
Junko: 난 당신의 고환을 잘라낼 거예요.
Dabi: See guys she loves me
OPEN RP FOR HERO SHIGARAKI X HERO OC!!
Wanna do a hero au for shiggy and Junko. I like playing around with alternate endings. Like what if Junko was a hero and shiggy was a villain. What if they were both heroes?? Etc etc.
If they were both heroes I’d definitely see Junko express herself using visual kei styles in a healthy way.
I’d like to see her gain that healthy weight she so desperately wanted.
I see her getting into a band.
But no I gotta stick with the angst
And that alt ending where Junko finally meets fucking mana sama and has a similar costume that’s inspired by him.
NO YALL HAVE TO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS!!!!!
GYARU HIMIKO TOGA
THOSE WHO KNOW FUCKING KNOW
Junko’s mother language is Korean.
She knows enough Japanese to get her by. She knows enough Japanese to know what to do in missions n stuff of the sort.
Her main issue is casual conversations and slang.
Cause when she hears toga and twice talking she often just stands there like
Junko, probably:
Junko’s mother language is Korean.
She knows enough Japanese to get her by. She knows enough Japanese to know what to do in missions n stuff of the sort.
Her main issue is casual conversations and slang.
Cause when she hears toga and twice talking she often just stands there like
Junko, probably:
RP Starter somewhat oneshot featuring @yumikoshigarakirp
Dabi had already had a rough day. He sighed softly as he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.
He dipped in a nearby alleyway that was close to the base that was out of sight enough so he could have a ‘smoke break’.
Then, he heard crying- familiar crying.
He stopped and stared behind the trash can curiously.
It was his friend, moreso customer.
He had known that she had an awful case of PTSD. He was one of the only ones to know about her past actions and what she did. She stopped and looked up at him, it appeared she was chewing on her own hand.
She quickly hid her hand in her pocket just to hide it.
“Junko-chan.. What the hell was that?”
No response, just staring.
He pointed to his own ears, which prompted Junko to turn on her hearing aids.
“What..” She spat.
“What were you doing just now, with your hand?” He asked.
“Nothing! Bore off!” She said, obviously not in the right state of mind.
He glared, and then suddenly he grabbed the back of her neck.
“You better be lucky you’re like a little sister to me.” He then started to drag her like a cat at the back of her own jacket.
“Where are you taking me?” She whimpered, saying through sobs.
“Just to meet some friends of my own.” Dabi responded.
He then made it to the bar, knocking, staring at the little peephole in the doorframe. He then got on his phone and texted Yumiko.
‘Hey. I’m at the door. Brought a friend.’
“This is humiliating”. She covered her face. “Just let me have a fucking breakdown in peace.”
He sighed, slightly crouching to her level.
“If I let you do that you were gonna chew your hand off. And I need you to get me food in exchange for my fucking weed. Besides, I like your cooking.” He then held the back of her jacket again.
“You’re like a fucking rat, Junko-chan.” He chuckled to himself.
This is gonna be out of left field but hear me out:
Quirkless villain Robotnik
Just HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT
*gets tossed to the padded cell of doom*
For all my Shigaraki x Junko fans please flood her with asks I am so insanely bored
You two go cringe together then lol
TikTok has to be one of the most draining fucking cesspools of the most fucking sensitive people in fandom spaces that whatever god has to offer.
I get cancelled and rightfully so because I was absolutely shitty back then.
And why do people get mad that I’m doing a lot better and currently seeing my psychiatrist about my narcissistic tendencies.
Why are people on TikTok MOSTLY FANDOM SPACES so anti-hey I’m getting better to improve my shitty behavior.
Like I just wasted 5 years of my life on TikTok being around awful people who didn’t encourage me to get help and didn’t see anything wrong with my actions. Now I’m literally trying to repair 5 years of being an insufferable little shit.
I like to think that Junko likes to dress up Shigaraki’s dogs in little outfits. She was originally a cat person and surprisingly never seen a corgi before in person.
Literally I’m picturing her going like this when Mon-Chan prances up to her in a princess outfit
His room is my room I fear
Chapter 233: Bright Future
Mentally ill about a certain character got me like
HC that Junko and Shiggy couldn't get an official marriage ceremony so they get 'married' on animal crossing.