I got twelve other guys ready to that for me. You already do that. You already destroy the world I would just happen to be there while you did.
The real question is.
Would you save the world for me?
Would you put aside your hatred for humanity and put my love for it Infront? Would you save the world because I love the world? Would you stop killing because I hate killing? Would you find a way to live because I want you alive?
Death and destruction are easy as hell. Do you know how fucking easy it is to kill someone? To blow up a building? Sure security is in the way but if it wasn't there it would be easy as hell.
You'd do the basics sure. But would you do the hard thing and save the world because I asked you to?
Would you push aside your hatred of everyone but me because I asked you to nicely?
A/N: This is for the girlies, sorry to the other pooks. This one is a bit intense. In emotional sense. Technically this guy is an bnha oc of mine saur..
【DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT🕊】
TW: Degrading, misogyny, non-con, implied long time non-con, betrayal from friend, two-faced mf, etc.
You couldn't take it anymore. The constant violation, the relentless manipulation—it was all too much. You had to expose Jun, had to make someone believe you. So, you went to your friend, your confidante, and poured out your heart. You told her everything: the way Jun would use his Quirk on you, how he would force himself on you, and the way he would leave you feeling empty and used.
As you cried, she listened, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. When you finished, she promised to help you. You clung to that promise, desperate for someone to be on your side.
The next time Jun and your friend met, he noticed the tension between you two. He could see the disdain in her eyes, and he knew he had to act fast. With a smile on his face, he pulled her aside, his voice low and soothing. "Hey, I've heard you've been talking to my girlfriend," he said, feigning concern. "I'm worried she's got the wrong impression. She's just jealous, you know how women can be."
Your friend, believing his side of the story, turned on you. She confronted you, accusing you of lying and causing trouble. Betrayed and heartbroken, you were left with no one to turn to.
Unbeknownst to you, Jun had been using his Quirk on her, subtly influencing her thoughts and emotions, making her doubt your story. He enjoyed the power he held over her, and it only fueled his desire to control and dominate.
One day, when you were alone with Jun, he decided you needed a 'reminder' of your place. He forced you into an empty classroom, slamming the door shut behind you. His eyes were filled with a mix of anger and desire, and you knew there was no escaping what was to come.
He began by mocking you, calling you ungrateful and saying how much you enjoyed his advances. "You're always so tight, like you want it," he sneered. You tried to protest, but he silenced you with a rough kiss, his tongue invading your mouth as his hands roamed your body.
Jun then used his Quirk on you, sending shivers down your spine and making your body betray you. "Looks like your body can't help itself, huh?" he teased, as your nipples hardened and your pussy grew wet with desire. He tore off your clothes, leaving you completely naked before him.
"You're such a tight little slut," he growled, his voice thick with lust. He bent you over a desk, your hands pressed against the cold surface as he positioned himself behind you.
He thrust into you without warning, his thick cock stretching you wide open. You cried out in pain, but he didn't care. "Shut up, you love it," he snapped, as he began to pump in and out of you, his grip on your hips tightening with each thrust.
"You were made for this," he snarled, slapping your ass. You felt humiliated and violated, his cock filling you up, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room.
He forced you to look at the sight of his cock entering you, your face contorting in pain. Jun's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he fucked you harder and faster, his cock sliding in and out of your tight hole.
He was relentless, driving you closer and closer to the edge. You could feel your orgasm building up inside you, even though you desperately wished it wouldn't. Jun leaned down, his hot breath against your ear as he whispered, "Cum for me, [Name]."
You clenched your teeth, trying to hold back, but it was no use. Jun's words, combined with the intense pleasure he was inflicting, sent you over the edge. You cried out as an orgasm ripped through your body, your pussy clenching around his cock.
This only served to push Jun over the edge as well. He groaned loudly, his cock pulsating inside you as he came, filling you with his hot seed. He pulled out, leaving you on the desk, your body shaking, and your mind reeling from the violation.
Jun stood over you, his cock glistening with your fluids, before licking his lips. He leaned down and trailed his tongue along your cheek, smirking as he said, "Remember who you belong to, hm?"
(it is my head canon that Hux’s mother is an Arkanisian making Hux half alien though he appears human and may not even be aware himself)
Gender: non-conforming/unlabeled, but typically refers to themself as male, He/They
Sexuality: Aro spec, Pansexual
Height: 6’2”
Occupation: Lieutenant Colonel aboard the Finalizer, First Order Navy
Other Info:
He's promoted to Colonel post TLJ
He's Autistic
They have an Irish accent
After the finalizer he is stationed on the supremacy and after that briefly the steadfast before being transferred to the fellfire during the events of TROS
More art at the bottom
Appearance: Tadhg has long light brown hair with blonde streaks. He typically has his hair loosely slicked back and tied into a low bun. But he will take it down when he’s in his quarters as wearing his hair up all day can give him headaches. He has a scar on the left side of his chin and a beauty mark under the right corner of his bottom lip, as well as freckles. He has notable but not necessarily prominent side burns and a moderate amount of body hair on his arms, legs, chest, and naval. His body type is tall and stocky with visible muscles, though he doesn’t appear particularly buff. He also has golden eyes and his stripes, only visible in certain conditions, are dark blue. You’ll typically see him in his first order uniform, which, is the style of the lieutenants uniform, but the teal color of the colonels uniform (until he's promoted to colonel obvi). When not in uniform, he’s typically in the regulation tank top and boxers. He hardly ever wears civilian clothing, but he refuses to wear his uniform on shore leave, he must have a strict divide between work and pleasure. His preferred style of civilian clothing is very casual, layered browns and greens. Something he would have worn as an Arkanis civilian if he hadn’t went to the Academy. He has a mean case of resting bitch face. (Some of his art depicts him having a first order logo tattoo he NO LONGER has this, that was part of his old design)
Weapons: SE-44C blaster Pistol
Tadhg with their stripes visible (top is old art):
Get to Know: Tadhg is very monotone and reserved. He has a calming air as if nothing is surprising to him. He doesn't necessarily appear intimidating but he is a very serious no nonsense person when on duty. The only thing not regulation about them is their haircut, witch they keep long as a part of Arkanisian culture. He really just wants to do his job. He’s blunt, quick to the point, and is always focusing on doing his job to the fullest of his ability. He comes across as very emotionless or deadpan as he doesn’t feel that anything more is necessary for his job. he has a great mind for politics and strategy but he keeps most of this to himself because he doesn’t really feel the need to share opinions with people unless asked. They don't really have a strong desire to be promoted and are quite content with where they are. (Think Eli Vanto)
Outside of work they're a pretty normal guy. Quiet and reserved, still quite deadpan, but has better grasp on human emotion when tied to logical thinking, than say Hux. If Hux looks at things from a logical standpoint Tadhg knows how to make it appealing to the average civilian rather than just the military. He spends most of his off hours in his quarters, needing time to unwind. Typically reading in their bath, which was added to their quarters specifically to accommodate their aquatic needs. He does not directly tell anyone he is non-human but does not hide it either as he doesn't believe it should have any factor in how he's perceived. They are one of very few people that know Hux is half Arkanisian, and does not share this information or any information they know about Hux's past with anyone.
While he seems quite "Boring" he has a quite active love life and enjoys night life when out on shore leave. He's got a sort of casual, unintentional charisma that people are drawn too. Though he himself is quite oblivious too it. He is not extremely nationalistic when it comes to the First Order but believes a council of representatives is an inefficient and ineffective way to run the galaxy, so favors the structure of the First Order and believes it can be successful with the right leader, one of which is not married to the out dated ideals of the fallen empire, making him view ex imperial members of the FO as old fashioned and biased. He believes this perfect candidate for leadership to be Hux, whom he has a great deal of respect for. However he does notice how Hux seems a bit thrown off by Kylo's presence and is quite tired of their banter disrupting workflow. He does not feel that the force is a viable qualification for someone getting a job or place of power and has distain towards force users who are able to obtain positions without doing any work for it, believing that the majority of them are terrible leaders because they do not understand what it is like to be without power and can use the force as a crutch, which makes them weak and ignorant. Kylo's lack of military knowledge only emphasizes this point.
However Tadhg has a strict separation of work and personal life allowing them to actually get along with Kylo quite well off duty. Something other officers find odd if not frightening. Outside of Kylo their circles mainly include younger or middle aged officers who are typically their subordinates or equals like Lieutenant Mitaka, Thanison, Stynnix, Opan, Unamo, ect. They are cordial with Hux but the two tend to stay at arms length. They don't really engage with older members of the order outside of casual sex.
Story Details: Tadhg's father, Fionn Dowd, was a native Arkanisian. He and his brother Jadran ran away from home as young teens to join the imperial academy. Fionn became obsessed with the empire, fighting in the navy for one year before returning to Arkanis due to permanent injury, entering a mutual yet loveless marriage with a local Arkanisian woman, Aoibhinn, and getting a job training cadets at the Arkanis academy. Tadhg's uncle died in the galactic civil war prior to his birth and Fionn had dropped contact with him many years before that. They never meet their uncle's wife or adopted cousin, Ven.
Tadhg was imedatealy placed in the imperial academy system the second he was born. They hardly knew their mother as Fionn did not want her around the military or Brendol Hux. Viewing their father as only their trainer Tadhg saw no need to form familial bonds with either of their parents. Fionn's training was ruthless but it was Tadhg's normal, he got used to the rigorous system which still guides much of his behavior as an adult.
Tadhg did grow up with Hux as a child. But he knew the boy to be violent and unstable so tended to avoid him. But on a few occasions, he had caught Hux having a mental breakdown or alone in the med wing so would just sit with him. Occasionally put his hand on his back when he cried. As adults neither of them speak of these instances.
Tadhg was 10 years old when the New Republic sieged Arkanis. Both him and his father were captured. He believed his mother was amongst the local casualties, but never knew for sure. His father was sentenced to life in prison after he refused to denounce the empire, and was charged for the cruel ways in which he trained his cadets and his actions during his one year in active duty. Tadhg was brought to a new Republic reintegration institution (like from Mando S3) and put in a group that was largely children and civilians. One of them notably being Maratelle Hux. He regularly felt belittled in the instruction and mistreated by both staff and other residents. He resented the therapist that he was forced to go to feeling punished for doing nothing wrong, being too young and brainwashed to really understand what was happening. he watched firsthand how a fledgling new republic was struggling to take care of the disenfranchised worlds in the galaxy, including his home world, and being In the institution only radicalized him further.
when he was 14 he was extracted from the institution along with several others, mainly children, by imperial sympathizers and brought to the unknown regions, where he continued his military training under the fledgling first order, reuniting with Hux, and getting more firsthand interaction with Brendol and his training tactics which only made him dislike the man more. He always disliked him, and likewise felt the same about his buddies like Pryde and Brooks. Even at a young age, he was always analyzing things from a logical and political standpoint. He viewed Brendol’s generation to be too old and to romanticize a failed government that would not help the first order grow.
eventually, he rose up in the ranks and became a Lieutenant Colonel. Ignoring his childhood and viewing him strictly as his commanding officer, he saw Hux as a good and strong leader, and believed him to be the best fit for leading the order. To Tadhg Hux becoming supreme leader was always his end goal. They assumed Hux had some great plan for eventual mutiny and would assist him when the time came.
Despite his promotion and new position in the high council, it was an idea he began to loose faith in after Kylo assumed the position of supreme leader, ran the order into the ground, and made a mockery of Hux, promoting Pryde above him. Questioning why Hux had not claimed the position in the wake of Snoke's death, believing he could have overpowered Kylo if he had wanted to especially with the assistance of the other officers whom were fiercely loyal to him. A sentiment that he was not alone in sharing.
Regardless of motivation or intended end goal, siding with republic even temporarily would be something he would have not expected or respected of Hux. However he was transferred off of the steadfast in wake of his promotion and was not there for what happened.
He went down with his ship in the final battle on Exegol, narrowly surviving and joined a growing group of survivors left stranded on the planet after the battle, making camp in the wreckage of their ships.
(I know I speell his name wrong in this ignore it)
.timeline: any .tw: abuse. alcoholism. substance abuse.
Adams office was a mess. Paper work and documents strewn across the floor and various pills scattered on his desk. His head swam from a mix of alcohol and drugs and the lights were dimmed in a desperate attempt to make his head ache dull. A headache he had brought on by mixing alcohol and pills that probably shouldnt be mixed. But he had bigger things to worry about.
Something had gone wrong, someone had escaped. It was Adams fault, It was one of his assets. He had been in his office for days now, desperately looking for files, looking through any security cam footage he could get his hands on. Anything to find the bastard, so he could bring it back home. He was panicking, he was paranoid, and the substances were his only way of coping with that. What if tbe asset came back for him? What if it killed him for what he had done? It didn't understand that his work was important.. that he was doing a good thing and that sometimes to do the good thing you must sacrifice some things in the process. It would kill him, surely.
He leaned against his desk and reached for a cigarette and his lighter. His hands shook as he lit the cigarette. He took a long drag of the cigarette, trying to relax. He was startled by a loud knock at the door, and almost dropped his cigarette. "What!?" He snapped as he looked at the door with his pupils blown wide. His hand instinctively went to the gun on his table. "Who is it?"
// hii ive kind of been gone for like a few weeks i think idk i have no sense of time,, im back maybe a bit,, yeah im making a new starter cuz i think this will give me more motivation to write yay!!
no the best thing ive ever written, sorry if its kind of shit lol,, yeahg
this is kind of supossed to be like younger adam,, like 35 or smth,,, but like anything works. also ur oc can be anythings here, a fellow member of HYDRA, the escaped asset, something else. like really anything is fine
