#ignore the fact i didnt draw his tattoo

[nemisisnemi]

"me, my partner, and his nesoberi of me"

self indulgent leona sketch bc i had really bad cramps and i had the brain-rotting thought that he would totally act as a heat pad to try and lessen the pain

[wooden-sails-art]

i love this stupid little guy. i want to put him in a blender.

[mikkock]

HELLO I ADORE YOUR OCS SO MUCH WILL YOU TELL ME ABOUT KAI HE LOOKS LIKE A TOTAL "YOUR DAUGHTER CALLS ME DADDY TOO" DOUCHEBAG AND I FUCKING LOVE HIM AND WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT HIM

LBLMVBGK THANK U OMG love it when ppl like my kids, im a proud dad rn

ALSO wrow congrats on ur on point analysis, cause, that’s the Essence Of His Being (fun fact since i got two characters who go by the name of kai -cause fuck that basic writing tip that says ‘dont have two characters named the same thing- i usually refer to him as The Bad Kai cuz he a bad bitch)

so lets unwrap that dude shall we uwu 

SO this dude was created when i realised my story didnt have antagonists so i made a bunch of Bad People and then they all became good people after i started giving them more personnality somehow eXCEPt him for some reason, the only survivor of the “everyone will be baby” plague, the only rude bitch in this house, the only guy who’s still on the dark grey side of morally grey...but tbh im in love with him cause he’s an asshole and im an idiot so like.

His base concept was basically something along the lines of “fuckboy but make it Couture”, like douchebag indeed But Gotta Be Fancy at being one, gotta add a pinch of Sneaky Bitch in the pot. His aesthetic is Chillin, gettin in ur pants, then moving on for some more chillin and more pants. So if you’re into some funky sexy time with no pressure and no ties, ya gon get along, your goals meet, time to have fun.

All that is supported by his charisma, cause unless ya got some nasty history, he’ll just look like that charming bad-boy “oho hot dude with a dangerous but not agressive” vibed person, and he’s quite a sweet-talker. He’s probs not only the ‘your daughter calls me daddy’ kind but also ‘and so will YOU, i’m scoring with the whole family and you wont stop me (and you wont WANT to stop me)’ 

He got that handsome ppl priviledge ya feel

but also, he wouldnt be a rude guy if he was just the ‘i enjoy chill frick-fracking and im just so sexy that no one can say no to that booty’ guy

Dude got quiiite some spite-fueled ego and Does Not Take losing well, and will not, in fact, let himself lose on any objective he has, and when that objective is A Person, he gets ugly. Being good at sweet talking also means being good at small stuff like “not saying exactly the truth always when it would be more beneficial not to”, “deliberately using euphemistic, ambiguous or obscure language so to mask wrong doings and technically saying the truth but in such a way that it becomes completely masked by a thick fog of bullshit”, and “use words and behaviour in general to influence others unscrupulously so to get something in return”. Even a little “playing with their perception in order to make them doubt in their thoughts and selves”. In short dude got no qualms about using all the tools of manipulation available if it means that he comes on top (or on bottom if the goal was getting an assful eeeeeey we’re masters of comedy here) It tends to be all for short term results tho, so not much your ‘boyfriend who convinces you you’re nothing without him” and more of a “you thought you were dating but only you were thinking that as he always kept it just vague enough to have you not official yet convinced of his and now you’re blaming yourself for believing you were together”

master of getting ass, also master of Ugly Ass Breakups, and master of suddenly dissapearing from your life so hard that you wonder if it was just your imagination all along (he got ugly past with a bunch of other ocs especially he’s ex boyfriend with two that are now together cause i dig that sort of drama the sAME dUDe gave u the trust issues that held u from going full lovey dovey ? i fucking lIVE off that kinda shit wait until he pops back like ‘oho hello fancy seeing YOU TWO here my two fave exes together incredible what a small world”)

Though I have to rework on all that cause that backstory is oLD AS SHIT (like prolly i built it in what, 2016? ew ugly) I had that stem from some sort of neglect-fueled inferiority complex. I had given him a kinda cold family with a bunch of siblings who got Way More Nurtured due to their respective talents and achievements, having him left behind and feeling like he got nothing. SO that’s basically the explanation as of today but i dont like iiiiit anymooooore so I’ll have to work on it to make it something i dig, cause idk, bitch feels flat so far.

BUT i do intend on keeping the whole concept of ~Loneliness~, and of him working alone and quite hard for anything he gets. And the general need of proving himself that had come from the WIP backstory. I don’t exactly see him as an overachiever at all, but definitly as an obstinate and persevering hardworking guy, because “Look YALL I WAS aBLE TO DO THIS YALL THOUGHT I COULDNT HUH YALL LOOK DOWN ON ME well fuck u cause idc im better than u now also ur mum’s into bondage i kno from experience bye”. So tbh pair up with him for group projects, you’ll be sure his share of the work will be done (but also if you dont do yours then he’s probably going to be a bITCh about it, no remorse in leaving blank slides in the middle of the powerpoint and then loudly proclaiming ‘OH RIGHT This was supposed to be Kevin’s part but I suppose he never sent it to me, despite the numerous reminders i sent him, no big deal, no hard feelings, its ok sweetie we all sometimes feel too lazy i forgive u :)” )

Also he’d be Chill to hang out with for like, parties, nights out at the bar, that kinda shit. He definetly has some beans to spill about quite some people, he gathers the goss as he gathers lovers (i was gonna end that in “as he spreads legs” but it sounded too PG-18 for this good Well Behaved family friendly blog) and Will Not stay tight lipped, and Will be a bitch when trashtalking people, and It Will Be Entertaining as it always is when you’re hearing about crazy exes and you’ve had some beers. 

Now trivia that idk where else to write cause idk i stupid or more like disorganised :

- he digs red ale beer like if ya wanna win him over with the appropriate alcohol offer there u go

- he’s a fake blonde (cause my hobby is painting regrowth roots on hair)

- his design is a mixture of those 3dgy denim boys u see on pinterest and the specific brand of fuckboys that are french-L-section-chic-grunge-hipster-fuckboys (L section is like a branch of highschool)(that word combo is a so specific kinda guy)(its kinda like a softboi but more arrogant but in a lowkey way)(also they rich)(but he’s not rich so guess that should make him Less Arrogant)

-im constantly dead afraid of giving him more characteristics and story or whatveer cause he’s the only meanie i got left and i do Not want him to stop being an asshole but everytime i develop a character they end up nice or redeemed or whatever and i wanna keep him a bitch so i neglect him (just like his parents in his 2016 version wow)

he smokes (prolly started quite early to Be Kool and now relies on it for stress relief)

he’s outspoken and extraverted and prolly the guy who had a lot to say when you were doing debates in class (there’s always that person who has a Lot to argument about)(its him) but outside of a Set and Defined debate structure he probably doesnt give his mind voraciously 

he’s a law student and despite saying he’s the one bad guy left he probably wont be a corrupt lawyer or judge or whatever like come on he will do his job properly he worked hARD FOR THIS justice may be served

he’s not the kind to openly hate or even dislike anyone cause what’s the point of wasting your energy on that? its much funnier to him to be obnoxiously Neutral with someone and basically ignore them but still strike them with some Spikes of passive-agressive comments, let them be Mad at your calmness

he’s 177cm tall (that’s like 5.8 according to google)

honestly if you’re bros with him he’s fun to be with the being a jerk is completly coincidental 

he probably ranks high in the list of “those criminals who steal big lighters from their friends” 

i think at a point his design had tattoos but i forgot the designs of those so now he doesnt anymore

a dog person

i think ive run out of facts (or my brain dead) so im leavin with a shirtless pic cause my hobby is drawing tits

in short, charming asshole who can get ugly, secretly feels lonely and small, works hard for himself, better have him as a friend than as a foe though probably not the most frontally agressive enemy, and also, your booty, hand it over.

[worldaliasarts]

Red Lips

Alister Kirkland x Momoka Honda

Part 1

TW: Blood and Cussing

Momoka brushed her hair a few times over before pinning a bright red flourish flower in her hair to match her blushed lips sighing gently.

Her father had promised another dinner to Oliver Kirkland, but failed to inform the family until that morning, with a pointed look towards his eldest daughter, Momoka. She had overheard their speaking of alliances and never understood why it would be of benefit to any one save for the fact her father figured she would not ever find love elsewise. He wasn't wrong. She wasn't looking. Besides it wasnt as if he or her mother entirely found love themselves...it felt nearly hypocritical, but she would do what was needed in order to please her father...even dining with a foolish boy..one with stupid pink hair on his stupid smiling face. She nearly hated him if she was being honest, he was always so carefree, unburdened by life...she was envious of it, as if it was a gift passed from the universe only to him, wholely unattainable for her.

She pursed her lips, adjusting her top to hide the ink on her skin, she figured Oliver would not take a liking to her many tattoos, in that case maybe she should show them off, in hopes to scare off the family and free her of them..maybe.

She left her shirt where it was, standing up.

Kusuru walked past her door pausing to look her over "you look nice, bachelorette"

"Oh shut your face, dumbass" she walked over kicking his calf, making him yell,

"Shitface!"

"Takes one to know one!" she furrowed her brows, shoving him out of the room, closing her door hard. Her cheeks burned with a mixture of anger and embarrassment as she brushed her hair back into its place with the tips of her fingers, ignoring her brother's taunting voice outside of her door.

The consideration of all that might be neccesary to rid herself of these people was now more inclined.

She listed all the things she knew the Kirklands hated in her mind,..cussing, blood, she figured tattoos as well, and excessive showing of skin..that one she admittedly disliked herself...her father would certainly strike her, until she had learned her lesson after dinner, but that would be worth it....

Wounds heal.

She refused to be pawned off to be the mother and home maker of some weak willed child, who wasted his days with knitting and baking and frilly western dressmaking, was he even a man??

Certainly not by her standards....

And if she was to be arranged in marriage, she at least wanted a man.

She stripped down to her lingerie running a finger lightly over her collarbone as she stared at herself in the mirror, she may be labeled as one who lives a debauched life, someone with loose morals, or no regard, but once she'd risen to power, and taken over the family mantle, any mistaken fool who thought that would be swiftly corrected.

She knelt in front of her dresser, and pulled open the drawer, gently pulling out each part of her kimono.

She put each layer on, loosely, allowing it to droop around her shoulders, making certain she looked indecent.

She pulled on her tabi socks, before she pulled the pretty hair pin out, setting it down carefully on her vanity. She stood walking across the room before kneeling once more, in front of a cabinet..she supposed now was as good a time as any to open it.

She pulled open the small wooden box, pulling out a small bottle of rice wine, gently cupping her hand, and pouring it lightly in, lathering it over her neck and some through her hair before she took a small swig, exhaling gently, returning the bottle to it's place and closing the doors.

She looked down at her palm,..perhaps this would be enough...perhaps drawing blood from herself might be crossing the line....

Her cheeks heated as she practiced in her mind acting like a loose lipped drunk, she wasnt entirely sure that she was capable...she supposed that she would have to be in order to pull this off.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a car pulled into the gravel drive. She glanced out the window as three people came out and approached her front door, she waited until they had been welcomed into the home before she made her way out of her window, climbing down to the ground, careful of her clothing, before giving her hair one last good toussle.

Kusuru answered the door, looking their guests up and down crossing his arms, biting the inside of his cheek as he stepped aside, watching them take their shoes off and step into his home.

Oliver Kirkland. Father to the child whom his sister was promised to, along with his wife, Aubree, who looked like she'd rather be literally anywhere else, than here with any of the people in this room, and of course the golden child himself, Alister Kirkland..his presence unsettled Kusuru, he didn't understand why, but he hated the tension in his nerves, and his unconcious flinching as he approached.

"やめて,(stop)" he growled slightly, glowering down at the pink haired boy

He laughed lightly "I hope you're doing alright Kusuru,.." he gave a gentle smile

"しね、ねずみ(die, rat)" he spat, his nose scrunching with distaste as he tried his best not to look unsettled. He was successful.

Alister blinked, smiling with another laugh "いお、ごめなさい(okay! I'm sorry.)" he bowed apologetically "I didn't mean to offend you Honda-San.."

Kusuru blinked, taken slightly aback, he hadn't expected to be understood.

"Please...make yourselves comfortable, I apologize for Kusuru's behaviour,..." His mother excused him gently, as she poured some tea for their guests, looking back at him from the corner of her eye.

Kusuru gave a huffing sigh, shifting and glancing away, he knew there would be words later, but did both of his parents honestly expect to marry his sister off to this freak? When she could break him with her pinky?? Their parents expected them both to just go along with it? No questions asked and no attempts to get out of it?...Though that was moreso his mode of operation than hers.

He glanced to the staircase. She must have gotten cold feet he guessed,...if she didnt have to be here, maybe he didn't either.

As if reading his thoughts, his father cleared his throat "Kusuru, retreive your sister.." he added a look to make sure he knew he'd better return, and he nodded, swallowing lightly before moving towards the stairs, rapping on her door "Momoka....everyones waiting for you, stupid.." he sighed.

Being greeted with silence, he furrowed his brows, and opened the door, his brows furrowing deeper into a frown "Momoka??" he looked around her empty room, walking over to the windowsil "Momoka..??" he called.

There was not even a trace of her.

He glanced over seeing her hair pin from earlier.

"Shit," he slammed a hand against the window frame, before he pinched his nose sighing, "Why do I have to cover for your selfish ass" he gritted his teeth, growling quietly, before he headed back downstairs.

"Where is your sister?" His father demanded.

"Not here.." he said giving a nonchalant look paired with a shrug he knew he'd regret.

Oliver gave a sympathetic smile in the Japanese man's direction, "Don't worry Kuro, we can come again another time.."

Kuro narrowed his eyes "...I plead you stay for dinner nontheless"

Alister nodded piping in "I think that's a wonderful idea,..! May we please, Mummy?" he asked looking to Oliver.

The older man smiled and nodded patting his son's head "Of course Poppet"

Kusuru furrowed his brows looking to Alister "What?"

He met his gaze, tilting his head innocently,

"Are you sick in the head or something??" Kusuru asked

"No...I don't believe so, why?" he asked, tilting his head some in the other direction.

He pointed to Oliver "You have to have hit your head extra hard then, because t h a t is n o t your mother, he has a dick-"

Oliver stood abruptly, placing his hands over Alister's ears, his eyes swirling just slightly "I'd rather we kept the conversation elsewhere..." he spoke quickly.

Before the black haired boy could continue, the door creaked open and a barefooted mess of a girl stumbled forward, tracking mud inside, giggling in a stupified manner before falling over against the wall, squealing lightly.

Kuro's eyes widen, along with the rest of his family's and their guests.

"Momoka Honda!" his voice cracked through the air, and her giggles, and she stumbled into a mostly upright position, placing a hand over her mouth, in order to look like she was stifling a laugh.

Alister's cheeks blazed red on her account as her kimono fell a little looser, falling off her shoulder completely. He rushed to her, pulling his hooded teal cloak from his shoulders, leaning up in order to drape them around hers, in an attempt at modesty for her.

"..Are you quite alright, love?" he asks, genuinely concerned about her, gently taking her free hand as a means of stability, to her surprise, causing her to blink, staring down at him, her cheeks warm at the physical contact. The words in her mind, her actions muddle.

She couldn't think.

Her brain paniked as she tries to process everything, her master plan had been easily thwarted and she was unsure how to proceed.

"..Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhit." she said the only word on her mind.

Oliver's eyes swirled faster, and he cleared his throat.

Alister's eyes flickered as well, as he continued to look up at her "Poppet,..-" he said, before glancing away and looking back at her "-Love, it's alright, you're home now,...you should go and get some rest now"

She took in a quiet, sharp, and shakey breath before she gave another loud giggle "You...you shhhould see your faces right now..!" she stumbled forward, leaning on Alister a little as she carried on in a sing songey manner "Shit shit shit shit shit shit sh-" a finger covered her mouth, and the grip on her hand was tightened, as Alister's smile twitched "Please don't speak anymore," he said with gentle cheer.

Momoka's eyes widened slightly, her mouth gaping some as her eyes drifted to her hand, that he was gripping, as she gave out a small cry of pain.

How did he have this tight of a hold on her?? her fingertips were changing colour, from the grip of this...twig??

Kusuru moved himself, suddenly standing between his sister and the strawberry blonde. "Back up,.." he growled.

The smaller boy blinked, letting her hand go, allowing her to stumble backward, holding her hand close to her chest underneath the cloak, as she fell against the wall with a quiet thud.

"I apologize, I must have zonked out for a moment there,.." he gave a gentle innocent laugh before looking at the slightly shook up Momoka "Love, are you alright,..?" he asked, once more, moving towards her only to have Kusuru side step and block him.

"You've done enough, she's fine without you, rat" kusuru hissed.

Momoka glanced away, looking at the door, she wasn't actually drunk,...her mind worked just fine...so why did she still feel like her thoughts were muddied, one gigantic crashing sound in her brain, "God..damn..." she exhaled, sucking in a breath as she felt her body being shoved against the wall, Alister's eyes hot pink, burning into her as he gripped her mouth, leaning up on his toes in order to whisper in her ear "If you do not stop speaking I will do so for you,...in the least cute way you can imagine.." Momoka furrowed her brows, anger boiling up in her as tears pricked her eyes, she shoved him off of herself "do n o t touch me, you vile small man" she ripped his cloak away from her neck, throwing it at him, about to shout once more before Kuro's voice is raised and he shouts "Enough!"

All three looked to him.

"All of you. I have seen e n o u g h." He points to Momoka "You have shamed myself and this family more than you can repay in this evening or any other..!"

Kuro kneeled into a deep and respectable bow, his wife following suit, beside him as he spoke to Oliver "I sincerely hope you may forgive my foolish children, and their many ailments"

Oliver gave him yet another sympathetic smile "...Its expected for things to be dicey with two..i understand, dont worry, old friend"

"Thank you..." He sighed, and slowly sat up "..If you will continue to endure us, we can start dinner, however I understand if it is not your preference.."

"You would know." Kusuru mumbled.

Oliver glanced to him arching a brow "Whatever do you mean?"

"...You would know how things get dicey, having two kids. You were just less fortunate with the seating arrangement" he gave Alister a look which was hard to decipher.

"....Perhaps.." a still feverish eyed Alister spoke "...But it has it's advantages." He returned the unreadable look.

Momoka looked between the two boys, her cheeks burned from where Alister's nails had dug in, and her hand still pulsated, she could feel a bruise building on her wrist...no doubt he could kill her,...if he wanted to. It was a thought she hated in itself, but it didn't change that fact.

She adjusted her clothing layers to be tighter around her body, while the attention was not on her, continuing to turn it over in her mind. Perhaps it wasn't actually a matter of alliance, it was a matter of her being his only option. Either way she was a pawn, but this new thought made her feel especially discardable. He shouldn't even be her problem.

Then again, was she ever really more than discardable to her father? He was a cold hearted man...he had made her cold hearted too,...though not so much that she was unable to consider the possible consequences to repeated offenses.

She wondered what Alister was capable of....what his father was capable of...perhaps her defiance would put her family in danger.... This was the thought she disliked the most.

She gently lowered to her knees, as well, gracefully stretching her arms out in a bow "...I....sincerely apologize" she started, everyones eyes turning to her. "It was uncooth of me to present myself in any style less than what is deserving in honour to you,..all...."

She remained there, her eyes trained on the floor as she waited.

Aubree was the first to speak "We all do stupid..." she paused clearing her throat "...stuff. Dont worry about it, honey"

she glanced up only slightly to look at the woman, before looking down once more "You are more than too kind.."

Aubree nudges Alister nodding towards Momoka, and he walked over, kneeling and taking her hand, the pink hue finally discipating, the bright blue returning, before he furrowed his brows "Love, why are you on the floor??" he pulled her up to her feet as he stood "Are you alright..?" he asks again, and she cant help but sigh, nodding "Yes...I am fine, I apologize,..."

She fought the urge to slid her hand out of his as she spoke again to ask "Might I go to my room..and refresh myself?"

Alister kept hold of her hand until they reached the staircase and she ascended, disappearing momentarily.

She sat in her room pouring jasmine scented oil along her scalp, combing through her hair in order to lesson the smell of sake.

She brushed a part of her hair back one more time, clipping in the red flowers, painting her lips again with red, before returning downstairs.

Alister looked her over with surprise, before a gentle smile formed "You look beautiful"

Her cheeks heated once more and she looked away "...you flatter me.." She felt so silly, feeling her heart beat rising once more over this man.

He shook his head "I mean what I say.."

Kusuru made a loud gagging noise in mockery of the two, wincing as Momoka socked him in the side.

"Bitch!" He yelled at her, shoving her before Kuro cleared his throat and Momoka coiled back from her almost retaliation.

"My apologies..." she said, folding her hands together, tightly, before she walked to the table, taking a seat.

Kusuru and Alister sat on either of her sides, causing her brow to twitch with irritation, though she remained silent.

The three of them remained silent for the duration of the night, apart from asking to pass condiments, allowing the adults, mostly the two men to talk between themselves, the whole dinner.

As the night came to a close the Kirklands departed, Alister placed a shy kiss on Momoka's cheek, much to her dismay before waving goodbye and heading out into the dark.

As soon as the car was gone, Kuro turned to his children "...Strip and wait for me outside." He commanded, as he headed to his study in order to get his bamboo sticks.

The two gave each other a look before doing as the were told, kneeling on the grass in nothing but their under garments.

Their father appeared beside them making as if to hit Momoka first, she tensed, but didn't feel the sting, rather she hears a small cry out of her brother's mouth, before he curls his mouth in, biting to keep himself silent.

"How dare you call our guests rats." His father struck him "At all, let alone to their faces." he struck him once more, his voice raising "and telling them to die!?" he hit him once more "I will make you w i s h you had only been speaking to yourself!" he continued to strike him, until he heard another pained noise out of his sons mouth, having drawn blood, he continued to beat him, for a while longer, creating streaks along his back, before he ceased, looking to Momoka "And you."

She tensed more preparing for her share of strikes "you shame our family, our name, and purposefully provoke your soon to be husband"

"...I would never marry that monster.." she whispered under her breath.

The man gave a dry laugh "do not speak as if you are above him. You too have spilled blood and harmed others...and done worse." he motioned to her brother "you did it just now."

She looked down, biting her tounge to keep from lashing back "...I am sorry, father."

"I'm not the one who needs to be apologized to."

She looked at him and looked away.

He handed her the bamboo "strike your brother"

"But father-"

"Strike him, or i will do so, ten fold on your behalf!" he shouted

She flinched slightly, and stood to her feet, sending a crack against her brothers back, making him dig his nails into the dirt.

"Again." Kuro commanded, and she did so. "Again." he repeated, and she looked at him, hesitatig, "please father, allow me to take my own punshiment..."

"You are taking your own punishment!" he shouted, pointing to her brother's bleeding back, he understood their closeness, even when they acted as if they hated one another. He knew how much this hurt her. "Strike him again!"

And so she obeyed, continuing for what felt like an eternity to both of them, before he allowed her to stop. She helped her brother to his feet, heading inside to clean her brother's wounds.

She is gentle when doing so, with little compensation. Though she hadn't pictured it exactly this way, the consequences were as she figured.

This would be the one and only night anyone suffered from her failure to consider consequences.

She bound up her brother's whole back in gauze, helping him to his room, putting him under the sheets, face first.

She sat on the floor in front of the bed "Im sorry Kusuru, I never meant..." she sighed "I never wanted you caught up in my issues"

"You're a piece of shit.." he growled lowly, tilting his body a little so he could look at her.

"Yes...I know" she frowned some at him.

"But you're still my sister, you dumbass, and I dont know what the hell is broken in that candy man's head, but I don't want him anywhere near you. He's a freak and he's gonna hurt you.. He already has hurt you."

Momoka looked at the carpet sighing "I can defend myself just fine, Kusuru. Besides...his father likely wouldn't be happy to hear that. In either case, if i can't defend myself I ought to get hurt... and if i can't defend myself from death...I ought to die." she stood, sighing "..but thanks for worrying.. it's nice to know you care" she gave him a light head pat.

"I still hate your guts though." he made sure she knew and she nodded "i do too." she mumbled and flicked off his bedroom light, going to her own room, flopping on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the night..what a terrible terrible night.

With her mind refusing to relax, and the smell of sake and jasmine mixing in her hair, she gave up on all hopes of rest. Getting up, she headed off to the bathroom.

She sat on a stool, splashing water over her head a few times, before climbing into the bath tub, trying to do a better job of relaxing with the steam and gentle sway of the warm water helped.

She closed her eyes, remembering how the hairs on the back of her neck stood when Alister's eyes changed colour, she'd never seen anything like it,...even more frightening was his father, though he controlled himself much better.

She paused, recalling the words Aubree spoke just in her ear when departing, "I..wouldn't want to knowingly be married to that either,..." she had said.

Strangely enough, she may quickly become her only ally, understanding what it would be like to walk on thin ice within your own home all the time..

Was that going to be her future? Walking on eggshells, and building a family that was only hers to care for? Was it really t h a t silly of her to think if she ever did get married, her husband would tolerate her instead of love her? Even that would be better than a daily threat on her life...though he was sick enough in the head that maybe that was how he showed love.

She supposed Alister might learn to tolerate her...in a more normal manner. She had never been the focus of his anger like that...he seemed so...vulnerable.....until he was pushed. 

She sunk further under the water, immersing herself fully, wanting to just stop thinking about everything, but she couldn't, it just continued, round and round in her head, and then she bobbed her head back up out of the water, panting, light and breathy.

She pulled herself up out of the water, reaching to grab a towel, pulling it over before pausing to glance behind, a jolt rushing through her body, as she hurried to pull the towel around herself "Alister, what the-" his hand was once more clasped onto her cheeks, as he reached over from the windowsill. 

"No more unclean words this evening, Poppet" 

 She gripped his wrist, ripping it off her face, as she stepped backwards, climbing out of the bath  "What do you want?" she growled to hide her fear. "Don't you have any sense of decency?"

"Decency?" he scoffed, traveling into the room with ease and grace, landing in front of her, getting close to her, running a hand over her back into the small of it, pulling her closer "You're one to speak with all that you tried to pull this evening.." 

She backed up, gripping the side of the tub. He stepped closer, wrapping a hand around her waist a little more "Besides...everyone knows that you belong to me by now.." he spoke in a hushed tone, it sparked an angry flame in her chest, and her hair raised before she shoved him off "As if I would ever submit to anyone-any t h i n g" she corrected herself "like you." she glowered down at him, making the most of their height difference "you are small and insignificant, and no amount of anything you could do to me would change my mind."

He laughed "The look in your eye makes me wonder which one of us you're speaking to, Poppet.." he cupped her cheek "Don't act so big and mighty, 10 inches is not 10 feet," he said as his grip shifted to around her neck as he forced her to the ground "and even if it were, anyone can be brought down...haven't you ever heard of David and Goliath?"

She couldn't help but wince against the black marble floor as her knees hit it. She didn't dare to look up at him. She wished her mind and heart weren't warring against one another, she could neither be submissive nor dominant firmly with her internal conflict continuing. She hated it.

Nearly as much as she was beginning to hate this man.

He ran his fingers through her long wet hair before he wrapped it around his fist, pulling her up, towards his face, making her squeeze her eyes shut.

"Poppet...we can still make this work,..frankly you don't have much choice in the matter. Alister needs someone. And I chose you...seeing as no one else is remotely good enough.."

"...You're your own problem.." she gritted her teeth "If you weren't so broken and twisted perhaps Alister could actually find someone to care for him..." she spat, not looking at him.

He gave a dull laugh "I'm what stands between Alister and getting his heart crushed..what you call broken and twisted, I call protection.

"...You're crushing his heart yourself, deeming everyone less than good enough for him, hampering any chance of him finding genuine love." she said, her brows furrowed.

The man also furrowed his brows he nearly scoffed, but she continued speaking.

"It makes sense that Alister should get to decide himself...he's his own person" She sighed, looking up at him, "I'm not going to hurt him...I'm an Asshole not an idiot..."

While he hadn't appreciated the language, he understood, his grip loosened up enough for Momoka to pull her head away from his grip, though she felt a few strands tearing away from her head as she did so. She rubbed the spot, pulling herself to her feet. 

"But that doesn't mean I could ever honestly love him either. I will do what I must, and see that he is cared for. Enough to protect my family. Nothing more."

"He will be your family soon enough too."

She sighed, scratching her eyebrow, he wasn't wrong, but she knew he was well aware of what she meant "Please leave my home."

He looked from the pieces of her hair between his fingers to her, "You weren't ever drunk were you..?" he asked quietly.

She didn't understand how his tone could change, how he felt bigger, more authoritative when he was like this.. 

Where she normally wouldn't feel the need to respond, he made her feel as though she didn't have a choice but to respond.

She shook her head lightly "...No."

He hummed, "Good." he stepped towards the door "Go and see him tomorrow,..properly." he commanded before he slipped out of the door, and out of the house through the front door, without so much as a creaking step.

Not even Momoka could do that, even with all her stealth training,...she continued to feel inferior to this man. And she continued to hate it.

She leaned back against the bathtub, sighing. As if she didnt already have far too much on her mind....

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March 2019

I hate how awkward I am around Calvin. It's like I freeze up and dont know what to do or how to do anything. It's fine though cause we will get over it eventually. We both never realized how much we have in common and its pretty crazy. He makes me happy.

I got new shoes :D they are black and white Van's. I also got some new pants which is cool, they have holes in them UwU

Around 2 days ago I got into a fight with Gage cause he said that wearing all black makes me look stupid. I was really hurt by it and eventually started crying cause I'm a bitch and cant handle my emotions properly. I dont even know why Gage is still in my phone, I thought I blocked him. I have an amazing boyfriend now. I care about him. I dont need Gage in my life anymore.

This homework makes me feel fucking stupid. Calvin says he wants to help me with it but I have to figure it out on my own. Hes a good boyfriend. Tomorrow is his birthday but I didnt get him anything cause I'm poor :'). I'm sorry Cav if you ever read this.

Its Clavins birthday today :'). I cant believe hes 16. I still have a long way to go until my birthday, but that's ok. 145 days isnt even that long..

I told Calvin I was pansexual today and I started having a panic attack. He noticed and held me tight and kept telling me everything was going to be ok. Calvin didnt let go of me until he felt my heart rate go down. I felt safe in his arms, I've never felt like this before. I like this feeling

Today is friday, the last day before spring break. Yesterday I got super hangry and pushed Izzy and almost punched Kelly in the face. I've felt super nauseous all day it's weird. Also kinda tmi but I have the weird urge to makeout with a girl lol. My crazy teenager hormones are kicking in.

Everything hurts and I'm dying.

this is why I dont get attached to people. I fuck everything up. I'm sorry Calvin but I cant tell you what I used to do. (I told him lol)

damn I havent done this in awhile. its March 19th and I just found out Kaylie got braces!!! She looks so pretty. Also Calvin and I got into an argument last night but we worked through and we hugged the entire lunch period lol. He cares about me alot and I care about him, I dont want to mess everything thing up. I've never told my parents about any of my boyfriends at all, but I feel like I could let them know about him. It's weird but I've never had a boyfriend like him before. I love it, and him. He treats me like a queen UwU.

Calvin was sad today, I didnt like the fact he was sad so I grabbed his arm and didnt let go until we walked into class after lunch. In the library I layed on his shoulder the entire time and he didnt seem to care lol.

Cav just told me he might be moving so I'm doing a sad

March 22, 2019. Calvin ran away and I'm currently sitting in the hallway crying. I'm so fucking scared.

it's the next day and I'm ready to talk about it. Calvin got caught with stuff and him which caused him to be super pissed off. I ignored him at the beginning of lunch and I went to talk to Kaylie and left Calvin. I came back to sit in our spot but Calvin wasnt there. I sat down and Calvin walked by. Jack said something to him which made Calvin angry. He walked off and threw his phone across the library. I tried to go after him but he walked out of the library, I thought he would come back so I didnt go any further. A couple seconds later I saw him walking away and it was like time stopped. In that moment, my heart broke into millions of peices. I started crying and crying....and more crying. I cried for the rest of lunch. I walked into class while crying and put my head down. Mrs.Lawshe noticed and asked if I needed to go outside into the hallway. I did for about 45 minutes. During that time Micah, Donte, Aedon, Kristen, James, and both Luke's asked if I was ok. I wasnt but I said I was. When Micah came around he could tell I wasn't so he kept asking, I gave in and told him that Cav ran away, he said he would be back to talk to me some more. When Micah was gone Kristen saw me asked me the same question, she told me everything would be ok and if there was anything she could do for me than she would do it. I asked her if she could go get Avery and she did. When Avery came out she asked me what was wrong and I told her everything. She comforted me and helped me through it. Micah came back around and sat on the other side of me for a little bit then had to go back inside. I stayed out for a little bit longer with Avery until I had to go get dressed for Culinary. I went to the bathroom, got dressed, came back, and finished the last couple minutes of class. I went to Culinary and said exactly 7 words the entire class, in the middle I went to the bathroom and cried. Mrs.Langley say me and i just told her i had a bad day. I went to class and proceeded. The bell rang and Carlos asked me what's wrong. I told him and started crying, he hugged me and told me everything was gonna be ok. He walked me to my bus and went home. Calvin stole his parents iPad and texted me at 3:55, but I was asleep trying to numb my pain. I woke up and immediately texted him, we talked about what happened. we forgave eachother and moved on. Everything is ok now. I love him so much and I'm glad we could work everything out.

Todays my moms birthday, happy birthday mom

OMG OMG OMG. Ok so Calvin texted me saying he wanted to talk to me. So I asked the sub if I could go to the bathroom and she said ok. I went out there with Calvin already waiting for me, he grabbed my hand without saying a word and took me to the stairwell where the cameras couldnt see. We got half way down and he pulled me in close and grabbed my hands and put them behind his neck. He put his arms on my lower back and hugged me for a couple seconds. At this point I already knew what was gonna happen so I was kinda nervous. He looked into my eyes and asked if I was ready. I said yes (of course lmao) then he leaned down and kissed me. Like 2 seconds later it turned into us making out and I wasnt mad about that lol. We made out for like a minute until I said we had to go back to class before anyone would wonder why we were gone for so long. I went back to class and I'm told Kaylie and my face got super fucking red lol. Like a guy in my class was asking if I was ok and I just nodded. I wanted to go back and do it again lol, like really want to. But it would be weird if we both asked to go to the bathroom twice, plus I dont want us getting caught. When I got home Calvin and I were talking about it and I was like damn, he was a really good kisser and supposedly so was I. We cant do it until next week because he has ISS, but omg I can not wait until that day comes. Ok yeah I'll stop talking about it now lmao.

I gave myself my 4th and 5th tattoo over the course of the last 2 days, The first one I did waas a smiley face on my upper left arm. The second one I did just last night (which took forever btw) was the word “compulsive” of my left forearm. None of my parents have asked or I think have noticed them yet. That’s good I guess. I think I wanna tell them that they aren’t “sharpie drawings” and are actual tattoos on my 18th birthday, since I would finally be the legal age to get one. I think my favorite one I have right now is “compulsive”. I think it describes me perfectly. I’m gonna be honest though, it is not the best looking tattoo I have ever done, but that does not make me love it any less. I’m worried about drill team tryouts with my tattoos. Apparently I need to get administrative confirmation that my tattoos are fine and i’m allowed to try out. I’m also worried about my mom finding out. I don’t know if the couches are gonna ask if I have any. If they do, I absolutely have to say yes because they can be covered only to an extent. I don’t my mom finding out cause she might not let me be in drill team if I actually do make it (I doubt I will, but i;m going to try out anyways.) Calvin says he wants me to ove him once since i'm an experienced tattoo artist. I’m still not sure if I trust myself to do it on another person. I can do it on myself cause it’s my body and i’m ok with it if I mess up, but on someone else? I would start freaking out if I mess up.I’m gonna talk to him about it probably next week. I love him so much lol.

Calvin came over to my house and walked Chewbacca with me omg

I stg all of this is about Calvin. I went to check the mail and I saw him across the street lol. I knew he was walking around but I didnt know it was in my neighborhood. we walked me to my mailbox cause I was checking the mail and it was really fucking cold lmao.

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