FXXK BOYZ GET MONEY

the blood dripped from her lips and stained her skin; QUEEN JUNKO ENOSHIMA

[vastusfemina]

THEIR HEADS ON A PLATTER [ closed | kouha ]

[imperialprince-deactivated20160]

♚ — Cooties? Oh no, not quite. If she’s going to wonder why, then it’d be rude of him not to tell her. “No, but you look like an overgrown two-year-old, so I don’t want to risk getting my hair all sticky.” She’s got these long, red nails, too , he’s noticing, and they’re probably razor sharp. He isn’t about to risk getting those ridiculous things caught up in his hair.

A frown settles on his lips as she, like everyone else, teases him for looking younger than he is. “I’m not pretending, bitch." He spits the word like it burns his tongue. "Kou Empire, in the east - you’ve heard of it, right? My father was the emperor."

"And I’m eighteen, anyway.”

[vastusfemina]

「 ♡ 」 — ”Yeah? Well, at least I actually hit puberty, unlike you. Being stuck looking like a little kid must suck...I wouldn't mind looking 18 forever, but 10? Ohoho! How sad! I'd be surprised if they even let you in a bar during the day!”

「 ♡ 」 — ”GYAHA! But I feel sorry for you! Being the prince to an empire no one has ever heard of must be awful! It's almost like you're a big joke!”

This was...the worst. As soon as he says Kou Empire, she knows exactly who he is and what he was talking about. Kouha, right? This...is undoubtedly him. There's no use freaking out about that, though, so she goes ahead and touches his hair anyway. As Junko holds a lock of it in her hand, she nods at him a few times and lets go of it after she feels she's inspected it enough.

「 ♡ 」 — ”Holy shit, man. What the hell do you wash your hair with? It's so soft...I gotta get me some of that; my hair is dead from bleaching it.”

[allumerboy-deactivated20160124]

That earns Junko a small glare. So what if he actually liked learning? He doesn’t say a word at the girl’s chatter, finding it to be noisy as Hinata looked to the side. Great here comes the question about him attending Hope’s Peak as silence settles down in the atmosphere. It’s something to brag about, but the fact he was only accepted as a prep student given his good grades and the sum of money paid to attend? 

It only left a bitter taste in Hinata’s mouth as he spoke up, “I did. It doesn’t matter though.”

He turns away from the girl, adjusting his tie and his hand gripped on the text book. In truth, he wished he could lie but the words spill out of his lips, “I was only a reserve student, and I only transferred here because of a friend. Now could you go away and leave me alone Enoshima?”

[vastusfemina]

He was getting tense-- the mention of HPA must've struck a chord or something.

Good.

「 ♡ 」 — "A reserve student? Wooow, no wonder why I didn't recognize you! You were just one of those useless students they threw in because the school desperately needed money. Right, right. Makes sense, makes sense-- but why should I leave? I'm just here to talk!”

That was only...kind of a lie. Junko folds her arms as he turns away, looking at the wall during the silence that hung above them. At least it gave her time to think, but it was a bit more difficult to find out what buttons to push and what strings to pull with this kid. She sighs to let him know she's about to talk, and giggles to herself when the feels she's found the best things to say.

「 ♡ 」 — "I mean, I don't know why you're so upset,” She pouts, putting her hand back on his shoulder. "It's not like your time there would have meant anything if you stayed, anyway. You're just a regular student. Average. Nothing special. Hope's Peak was meant for the ultimates, the great one--- not run-of-the-mill, talentless cockroaches!"

「 ♡ 」 — "At least here, you'll be treated the same as the rest of the students. I can only imagine that being treated as second-rate and useless by the academy must have sucked...you poor thing.”

[vastusfemina]

I bow to you!

「 ♡ 」 — "Then how come you haven't been kissing my feet? Taking orders from me? Buying me things I want? Constantly telling me I'm beautiful?”

「 ♡ 」 — "I really appreciate it, but you're gonna have to try harder. I have standards, you know.”

[allumerboy-deactivated20160124]

Well yes he will, oh yes he will walk away as fast as he can, there’s no way in he wants to stick around, until he feels a hand grabbing on to his arm. At that point alarms go off in his head and Hinata is tugged back by a woman pulling him back with a sweet tone in her voice. But yet Hianta feels his face grow pale. This was NOT what he wanted.

In efforts to push away such feelings, Hianta merely looked down at Junko as he held up his sociology text book and tugged his arm away from the woman’s hold. “I was heading to class—-” But then his voice trail off at the realization of the name. “You’re…. from Hope’s Peak?…” He knows of her too well from the gossip of his fellow prep students who whispered such thing his backs, even if he usually drowns it out in a dull noise. “.. what’s someone your caliber doing here?”

[vastusfemina]

「 ♡ 」 — "Class?! Oh, you're absolutely boring! Nobody goes to class any more, do they?"

「 ♡ 」 — "DO THEY?! Are you saying all this time I could have been going to classes and making everybody de--...Hope's peak?"

Shit, she nearly forgot she used to go there. It wasn't nearly as good as everyone said it was--- in fact, it became really boring quickly after their year started. Faking friendships with the older students to get them to do...certain things...didn't make things more interesting, either. She had a bit of, dare she say it, hope that things would spice up after something like that, but...they didn't. 

「 ♡ 」 — "Eh? Why do you ask? I mean, yeaaaah, I was, but...I dunno. It was boring. Didn't do it for me. Did you go there too, or something? I heard quite a few students left HP for here, you know."

[vastusfemina]

Kisses on the cheek!!! "You're so pretty!!!"

「 ♡ 」 — "He—….whoa! I..I didn’t expect anybody to actually do it, but thanks! You’re too kind, giving little ol’ me a kiss!"

「 ♡ 」 — "Eeeeeeven though I knew that already!"

[vastusfemina]

「 ♡ 」 — "Cool idea: national kiss Junko Enoshima and give her lots of money day."

「 ♡ 」 — "Step right up when you're ready!"

[allumerboy-deactivated20160124]

Oh god. That feeling stabbed at his back as his face paled as that nauseating feeling choked up his throat, and Hianta was left standing lone in the hall way to himself. Until he hears the click of heels. For some reason a part of him doesn’t want to turn around and instead the guy begins walking away from the direction the sound of heels were heard from.

A part of him screamed, ‘DO NOT TURN AROUND’, along with an another scream of ’ do not meet this person ‘, and little by little his pace increased little by little as that feeling stabbed at his chest.

[vastusfemina]

He...he's walking away. You don't just walk away from Junko Enoshima. Maybe he's one of those students that thinks he hears a teacher coming so...he stops what he's doing and acts like he wasn't doing something he wasn't supposed to? Wearing heels gets that a lot. Students will be talking and stop, only to realize you're another student and they start talking again and--- shit. That is not the task at hand. Stay focused, god damn it. Junko soon picks up the pace to catch up with him, grabbing at his arm and gently (read: roughly) pulling him backwards

「 ♡ 」 — "Whatcha walkin' so fast for, huh?"

「 ♡ 」 — "Little old Enoshima here isn't gonna hurt youuuuu! I promise!"

[allumerboy-deactivated20160124]

For some reason Hinata is sneezing from a far off distance, shivers running down his spine. What’s this dreadful feeling, it feels too familiar but at the same time he feels terrified, perhaps despair? Oh god he’s staring to sound like Komaeda and his hope speeches.

[vastusfemina]

Since clearly no one wanted to accept her as their queen--- their saviour -- Junko pouts and heads back to her dorm. How disappointing! Getting up in front of a whole bunch of people and proclaiming yourself queen, to no response, is one of the most embarrassing thing she's done in a while. But, as soon as she started walking, she stops.

Her despair senses were tingling.

「 ♡ 」 — "Upupu~"

[vastusfemina]

THEIR HEADS ON A PLATTER [ closed | kouha ]

[imperialprince-deactivated20160]

♚ — If there’s one thing Kouha loves, it’s being noticed. The spotlight is his favorite place to be - especially if it’s in conjunction with the battlefield. It isn’t now, but at least it’s there, at least someone is calling out to him. Even if the person shouting for him is an overgrown two-year-old, he’ll take it.

Neither the insult nor the contradiction bother him as much as the simple notion that she might be allowed to touch his hair. It’s his, after all, and he takes damn good care of it.

"Ehh? Why would I do that? You might get it all sticky and then I’d be washing it for weeks." That’s what kids do, isn’t it? They get their messy hands in things and muck them up with their natural grossness. Like hell he’s letting a large child touch his beautiful hair.

"You don’t really have to ask, do you? I’m a prince, you know; I have to be bold.”

[vastusfemina]

「 ♡ 」 — ”Aww, so you're afraid I've got cooooooties? That's cute-- it's like preschool all over again.”

This kid has some attitude going on, too. If she's honest, the way he spoke to her made her cringe, but having nerve like that is wonderful. Not so much on the receiving end, but she'll be damned if she isn't enjoying this. At the same time, he acts like a little kid. Almost a little rotten. The kind of kid Junko could easily see her self being like if she didn't grow up homeless--- but she's...already like that, isn't she? Maybe telling herself she isn't so egocentric and dramatic will help her sleep at night.

「 ♡ 」 — "A prince? Oh, oh. I'm a queen, in that case. How old are you, 12? You're in Kerria Academy, not a playground. Make-believe time ended a long time ago."

[nigginuggets-blog]

[ dangan ronpa theme blaring through speakers ] | junko & naegi

Thanks to the paintball competition, Naegi is settling nicely into Kerria. He’s talked with more people in five days than he had for two weeks!

He’s so enamoured by this observation that he crashes into someone, without thinking. 

"Oh, sorry!" He exclaims, before even looking at who he had crashed into.

[vastusfemina]

Classes were boring. Every single one (save for drama, because at least there she was allowed to be dramatic and egotistical without anyone actually calling her out on it). The students, the events, clubs and the like however, seemed to be the only thing that kept her here. School wasn't her thing-- it was Mukuro's. As she walks out during math class for the third day in a row, she's caught up texting some model friends when she walks into someone walks into her.

「 ♡ 」 — "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU PIECE OF SH--..."

Junko pauses once she looks up from her phone. That...was...oh man. Oh man oh man oh man. Was this for real? No way.

「 ♡ 」 — "Ooooh? What's this? Makoto Naegi?"

「 ♡ 」 — "I didn't know you were going to be enrolled here--- this is quite the little surprise, huh~?"

[vastusfemina]

THEIR HEADS ON A PLATTER [ closed | ren ]

「 ♡ 」 -- "Heeeey, pinkie!"

Ah, yes. As anyone could see, creativity with nicknames was one of Junko's many, many special talents. It wouldn't be very often she'd approach strangers -- only people who were clearly fans of hers -- so this kid should consider himself pretty damn lucky she took time out of her day to speak to him. She quickly picks up pace behind him to peer over his shoulder, look at his face, and slide in front of him with a grin on her face. Then, Junko extends her hand out to him, waving it slightly to tell him to shake it. Whether or not he wanted them to, they will become friends. She'd find a way to make it happen.

「 ♡ 」 -- "Your hair makes me want to vomit! I love it! You'd let a kind Onee-chan touch it, wouldn't you? I don't biiite~"

「 ♡ 」 -- "..If my intuitions are correct, you seem like a very bold person! Am I right?"

[vastusfemina]

「 ♡ 」 -- "Ufuuu..."

「 ♡ 」 -- "Queen Junko Enoshima is heeeeere! Whoops, just kidding! Treat me like you would a regular student, okay? Just because I'm famous doesn't mean you need to kiss the ground I walk on. I wouldn't mind if you did all start bowing down to me, though..."