#tbh i would not mind being a homewrecker for her

[htylmg]

last day of school was today. thinking many thoughts

[hemovore-12]

Writing Snippet 1

“I’ll be back in a moment.” Psyche carelessly settled her glass of alcohol on the bar; the corners of her smile twisting into somewhat of a smirk. Her dark blue eyes carefully tracked the movement of a figure behind her "beloved" companion.

“Oh?” Bell’s tone carried some light amusement that quickly perished the moment he understood her intentions, “so a one-night stand is more important than our conversation about the boundaries.” His tone dropped harshly — taking on that usual deep and intimidating tone he used on every human.

She froze for a moment before giggling as he caught her trying to give him the slip.

“You know, this is the very reason why if I decided to suddenly cheat on my wife it would be with everyone in this room but you.” He snapped before sipping on his Bloody Mary.

“Satan, you are so needy~” She chuckled seeing the deep shade of vermillion red crawling over her companion’s face. He choked momentarily on the alcoholic liquid before narrowing his eyes and quietly growling at her, threatening her to continue. She smirked at the provocation, “you need to be center stage and can’t handle—” Her eyes widened when a sharp nail pressed itself against her jugular. Her smirk grew, and she pressed her throat against his dagger-like nail feeling it tear into her skin. She hummed enjoying the vibrations, “this is why you married a human, isn’t it? Their idea of "monogamy"?”

Her body grew slack and heavy for a moment; her control momentarily thawed. She stared down at him and met void-like scleras with ruby red iris — which caused a wave of panic to overpower her for an instant. An awkward, graceless chuckle forced itself out of her mouth as she tried to withstand the gaze of the demon holding her life by a thread. “Did I hit a nerve?” Her tone felt unsteady to her as she forced the corners of her lips to rice into a smirk.

He slowly pulled his hand away from her throat, threatening her to dig his nails deep into her throat if she dared to continue. She decided to obey or rather was forced to obey since her body had a complicated time reacting to her requests to continue provoking him. A few seconds later, Bell sighed and finally broke eye contact. He chugged the remains of his Bloody Mary and grumbled under his breath for a moment before turning on his heel and leaving the bar with a scowl.

A sigh of relief unintentionally escaped Psyche as her stress melted a few seconds after her companion's abrupt departure. Her sense of self preservation felt ever grateful for the existence of Bell’s wife.

She chuckled as she had managed to elude their conversation regarding the boundaries. She pressed the glass against her lips and sipped on the alcohol reeling in her victory before her eyes widened in realization. He had left her with the tab.

[irasamu]

 . . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, MY HIGH TIME ; a nakahara chuuya fic. ❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . i can't say no to my hoes, here's your daily dose. woah, I've bars.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; fem!reader, older brother's bestfriend!chuuya, chuuya gets pussy drunk, public sex at night, oral (female receving), angst, fluff, chuuya eats you out and makes you cum two times, swear words, chuuya can't be a brat tamer as he loves you too much for that, indirect confession if you squint, and that's all i can remember tbh.

the drug if once injected into the system, leaves its reminants in the blood stream and the back of the mind and most of the time, when the addiction is too strong for one to shurg it off as a casual habit, that's when dread sets it.

following the dread is anger which resides inside one's body along with frustration on their own self.

you are no different.

you shrug before looking down at the bowl of sliced fruits on your lap again to try and ignore your brother and the way he is still teasing you for something that happened a week ago ; on your day of arrival when you had to hide in chuuya's room where one thing led to another and after being so deep into each other, the moment you laid on his bed after letting him give you a bath, you and chuuya went to being strangers as if the touches and sounds of each other doesn't still linger in your brains for everytime you two saw each other, it ended up with both of your hands being on each other's bodies before chuuya ultimately decided to avoid interacting with you at all costs and he succeeded mostly, except for times like meals and whenever your brother wanted to spend time with you.

chuuya must be really good at ignoring people and acting as if he is oblivious or else how can you explain him not noticing your lingering stares at him, the way you try to initiate a conversation with him only for him to shut you down with quick replies.

you gave up soon, opting to ignore him as well but only if you could see the way chuuya would nervously gulp everytime his eyes fell on your lips as you talked and immediately his desire and attraction asked his mind only one question ; what would happen if he had your lips wrapped around the length of his cock?

"i was the one drunk out of my mind yet you were the one sleeping like a baby. do you know how many times i tried calling you, moron?" your brother grinned and as you were looking down, you missed the way chuuya cocked an eyebrow as he stared at your brother and wondered why the man is making such lame jokes.

"you called me as well." chuuya reminded and you finally looked up, the deep voice of the man which even at normal times felt extremely seductive due to the raspy edge it has had you quickly gulping as you shoved a piece of sliced strawberry into your mouth to refrain yourself from smiling or biting your lip, your heart giddy and beating fast at his voice.

your brother took notice of your behavior before he looked at chuuya who sat on the armchair comfortably, his legs spread apart and head tilted while you and your brother sat on the two seater sofa.

he shrugged it off however and ran a hand through his hair as he groaned upon remembering the memories of that night and the way chuuya, in his words, 'bailed' on him at a time of crisis.

"iguana. was all over me. apparently she wanted to hook me up with her homewrecker bestfriend --"

"wait, what? homewrecker?" chuuya raised both of his eyebrows up and his eyes trailed over to you to see you shove slice after slice of strawberries into your mouth and the sight of your puffed out cheeks as you chewed on the strawberries with wide eyes (you were internally screaming at yourself to get a grip at your emotions) had quite a strong effect on chuuya who felt his cheeks heating up and suddenly the images of your naked body on top of his as you begged him for another round resurfaced from whatever pits he buried them in.

chuuya sat straight and adjusted himself on the armchair.

"yeah, that girl who always used to have a switch in personality infront of akutagawa and his bestfriend's boyfriend?" your brother tells as he waits for chuuya to realise who he is talking about, your brother spares you a short glance and smiled at the way you seemed content with the strawberries. good thing he decided to buy them during his grocery trip earlier today.

you glance at chuuya while pushing another piece of strawberry into your mouth and a bit of the strawberry juice fell out of the side of your lips and chuuya who had been sneaking glances at you more often then he should in the presence of your brother, leaned forwards to swipe the trickling down juice with the pad of his thumb. as he leaned back on his chair, chuuya subconsciously brought his thumb to his lips to lick the juice and you immediately looked away, shyly and quite hot and bothered.

"heard akutagawa's bestfriend broke up with the bastard." chuuya looked at your brother for confirmation and he nodded, seemingly not having noticed the short exchange between you and chuuya as the movie playing on the tv kept on grabbing his attention every few minutes.

"the bastard cheated on her with homewrecker. so anyways, iguana wanted to set me up with homewrecker and i had to make a excuse on the spot and that's where you . . .  well you were supposed to be my savior bastard." your brother paused to glare at chuuya who shrugged and muttered, "i was busy."

"what the fuck were you even doing that you didn't pick my call twice?" your brother scoffed and you awkwardly chewed as you stared at the movie but no matter how much you tried to focus on it, you would be reminded of what (or who) chuuya was doing that night and as good as it feels to remember his hands greedily groping your ass, the bitter taste of knowing what you did to the person your brother trusts and said person feeling the same guilt to the point he is ignoring you now mostly, leaves a bitter taste on the tip of your tongue.

chuuya didn't answer and instead he tilted his head and pretended as if he was thinking before he smirked, "busy ignoring your calls bitchass."

"you think you are so funny, aren't you?" your brother sarcastically smiled before taking the cushion which was on your lap and throwing it at chuuya's face and his smile turned triumphant when the cushion hitted chuuya exactly square on his face.

"hey!" you scoff at your brother but curl your toes as you see chuuya lean near you and offer the cushion back to you, you glanced at your brother to see him watching the movie playing on the tv as another intresting scene seemed to catch his attention.

now a very big part of you wants to embarass and make a fool out of him for ignoring you for so long and that's what you do, you turn your head away and chuuya chuckled silently as he muttered, "what a brat."

chuuya never had the chance to see you act like a brat as your brother claims you to be because you were always such a sweetheart to him so to see you ignore him for the first time certainly has certain feelings bubbling into his chest and the one that dominates the rest is the absolute raw urge to bend you over and fuck that sudden attitude out of you.

but he can't as your brother is here so he does the other thing he is exceptionally good at and that's being a tease.

from your peripheral vision, you saw chuuya take the cushion and place it on his lap like how it was on your's moments ago but what seemed to make you smirk in amusement and satisfaction was when chuuya traced the edge of the cushion with his index finger before bringing it towards his lips and toying with his bottom lip.

"shameless man." you mumble to mock chuuya and he understood the reasoning behind those words uttered. and oh, did it make him gulp his arousal when the man was reminded of why he is avoiding you in the first place. when chuuya's eyes found your face again, you were looking at your brother again and this resulted in chuuya to chew on his bottom lip.

annoyance and a neediness crawled into him. he wanted you to look at him. so why aren't you? he is fairly good at not giving a shit to people ignoring him but not when you are the one doing so. so cue to chuuya who huffed with the biggest pout on his lips as he glared at the cushion on his lap with furrowed eyebrows.

"your dumbass didn't explain why you called chuuya though." you remind your brother and he blinked, "huh?" before he sighed and quickly told as if he couldn't bother to spare you more then a minute of his time at most,

"wanted him to pretend to be my girlfriend."

you opened your mouth but closed it, nodding as you knew you wouldn't be getting a response from him anymore.

"get a girlfriend for fucks sake then?" chuuya grumbled, not bothering to pretend to be fine as he wanted you to know the absolute despair you are putting him through but when you didn't as much as glance at him, chuuya felt what a addict would feel when they don't have any more substance to divulge into.

panick. dread.

"you fucker." chuuya seethed through gritted teeth as he scrunched his nose in disgust but truly, the anger expressed was felt as chuuya needed to blame someone for the way he is feeling as if things are going downhill between you two and chuuya didn't want to blame himself because the restrictions are hindering him from doing what he would've done ages ago if you didn't share such a relationship (of being the younger sibling) with your brother.

"yes i fuck. want to try me?" your brother waves the red head off and didn't particularly pay him any attention.

you snickered and chuuya smirked in annoyance, everything is so frustrating for him right now. he is worried and he doesn't know what to do to make things better but he just wants things to get better and work in his favor ; which directly indirectly implies that the vessel of patience broke.

even the most rational of minds would have one moment when their patience snaps and they are forced to take a impulsive decision.

"no but i will fuck your sister." the words uttered were spoken with the purpose of lulling you into the arms of the man whose seduction should be labeled as dangerous for how well he is at it even if he doesn't consciously mean to appear as so.

you cough before sneakily looking at your brother's reaction who tilted his head and glared at chuuya, the lone piercing he had on his right ear had a dangling earing on it and as the lights reflected down on the silver accessory, it made him appear more vicious then ever.

you may have gulped nervously but chuuya didn't, he continued to stare into your brother's eyes with an equally serious expression on his face and the tension this never ending staring contest is emitting is making your palms clammy.

"i see, you sister fucker." your brother narrowed his eyes and so did the anxiety growing inside you as you quietly released a breath.

"you are a mother fucker."

"mhm, i fucked your mother."

and you blinked at how easily the two went back to pretending as if tension wasn't begging to break through the surface ; you.

you were the surface and that was made clear once you left to sleep (you share one room with your brother due to the house sporting only two actual bedrooms).

and chuuya finally understood that your brother saw everything but pretended not to. how can he not when it's so obvious to see the panick in chuuya's eyes as his eyes followed your leaving form with a longing and what is he supposed to do with the epiphany of knowing his best friend is very much in love with his younger sister?

the two males sat in a uncomfortable silence for the very first time in their lives for they have had moments of unbearable silence between them but none felt uncomfortable to this level as it felt almost like the silence is playing with the thin layer of pretence until it broke finally.

"did you?" your brother muttered and even if chuuya could see him stare at the tv screen, he knew your brother wasn't actually watching the movie for the way your brother's hardened gaze was trying to intimidate the screen, chuuya knew he (your brother) was trying and racking his brain for possible solutions to deal with this sudden revelation.

"who knows? you tell me, am i?" chuuya leaned back on the armchair as he ran a hand through his hair, closing his eyes.

so it had finally came down to this and that too by chuuya's own hands.

"you look like a lovesick fool -- which is disgusting by the way." your brother scoffed under his breath and stood up to make a quick trip to the kitchen and grab what would be the push the two needed.

chuuya opened his eyes to see your brother offering him a can of beer and he sighed, taking it.

"man i honestly don't know how to react and shit." your brother began and chuuya only listened as he opened the can and brought it to his lips. his shoulders relaxed as the cold liquid flowed down his throat.

but the beer proved to be of no great assistance when all it did was make your brother turn a blind eye to his problems and lull him towards a temporary fabricated and secluded tranquility and made his eyes heavy like how chuuya's heart was as it dawned upon him the feeling of dread and trepidation.

"seriously? this is why you can never trust this bastard with alcohol or even fucking beer." chuuya scoffed under his breath as he stood up to pick both of the beer cans and walked over to the kitchen to throw them in the trash can. during his task, he came across the washed bowl which you previously used to eat strawberries from and he sighed through his nose before a hopeless smile broke on chuuya's lips.

the epiphany of falling down the edges of his sanity and into the dark water made from the strongest narcotic substance and that is love.

it tangles you in its branches and makes it hard and extremely tricky to get out of it or to even think of a solution to tackle this feeling.

chuuya groaned under his breath before he hoisted the man up his back, "fucking siblings." he muttered as he began to walk towards the staircase.

and if you manage to find a way to escape the clutches of what is called as love but truly is an addiction if done in an immature and naive fashion. what is meant by this is the man would begin to miss the feeling of the vine like arms of love squeezing his body but that gesture seemed to provide the man with warmth. and this is why young brains are more prone to fall for the disillusion of addiction being love, toxicity being healthy possession.

chuuya opened the door by pushing on the door handle and entered but due to the newly made adjustment of you having to stay with your brother due to there not being a room for you, chuuya entered the moment you were changing.

the current predicament had chuuya's heart to be alert and inform every cell in his body of your presence and the way his body reacted to the sight of you with your top halfway over your head that revealed your bra and stomach -- was by his skin being littered by goosebumps.

you immediately pull down the cloth over your body again and watch chuuya lay your brother down on the bed before he slowly looked at you again, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

"don't you know it's rude to stand infront of someone after ignoring said person for a whole week." your voice reached his ears.

oh lord, chuuya couldn't stop the love strucken smile spreading on his face as the fact that your voice and words even if they were meant as a jab, were directly meant for him and only him.

how can a few hours of being ignored make chuuya so desperate?

drugs sure are strange and seductively dangerous, aren't they?

perhaps they were created because man was growing too strong and he needed to be reminded that even a mere substance can make him bend and forget his realities.

"your brother is an idiot but i am a bigger idiot then him." were the words that greeted you but didn't invite you to see what is going on in chuuya's mind and in his heart.

you tilted your head, none of you two moved till the heartbeat in chuuya's body got too violent to be ignored and he took the first step forwards, towards you.

"you asked me to choose right? loyalty or love?" chuuya continued but you did not understand where he is going with this so you settled with nodding unsurely.

"i needed time to think about it. to ignore you was a mistake on my part but i don't regret it." chuuya stopped infront of you and if there is one thing above the rest that should be admired the most about him then it should be his ability to hold eye contact and just show the person he is talking to about his exact emotions running through him at the moment.

the red haired raised his hand to run his knuckles through your cheek and you shuddered upon feeling his touch after a week and especially after feeling it so intimately.

"fuck, your brother will kill me if he knows what i am doing to you." chuuya sighed fondly before he continued,

"because what couldn't be decided even in a week was made clear in just an hour when you blatantly ignored me -- okay that was my fault and i am a bastard for ignoring you so will you let me make it up to you?" spoken under one breath were the words which revealed the fragility of this man but you were more hurt and you were going to show it to him.

"i don't know if that's a good idea --" your words were stuck in your throat by the man infront of you stepping forwards and clasping his fingers around your forearm to pull you forwards.

your chest bumped into his and your heart almost flipped down to your stomach in surprise and giddy excitement.

"i will make sure you don't regret your time. please?" chuuya tilted his head and once again began to trail his knuckles down your cheeks and towards your throat.

his free hand was by his side yet it shook as it resisted the urge to grab your waist.

"are you -- are you -- you know . . . asking me out on a date?" you stammered as his hand went down your collarbones, you could feel his cold skin touching the area below your collarbones like a snake slithering before it went even lower to play with the edges of your top's neckline.

"consider it one but i swear the real one would be better." he spoke with such exasperation that it made you melt at his pitiful state. eyebrows were scrunched together as he gazed at you like a hungry man looks at those who help him.

but you gulped and were about to shake your head to reject his proposal but how could you when the man who commands seduction traced his fingers up and down the length of your arm.

your knees wobbled under his intense stare and bumped into his as you felt the gravity supporting you play a trick on you or maybe it was your brain who weakened under his stare.

"when?" you try to breath out your nervousness but to no avail as the red head extended his same hand of temptation to carass the small of your back as he leaned down to have his nose graze the curve of your jaw.

many emotions felt by humans happen on a impulse and before said human can realise what situation he weaved, he is already moving through the course of time and paying the role his fate has written for him.

chuuya's sudden panick, desperation and feeling of loneliness and dreadful thoughts can fall under the same category and it is safer to leave his intentions as a result of his epiphany and overwhelmingly strong and overpowering emotions and feelings. to go and try to understand his every action will only be a waste of time because this probability is a small percent or fraction of one percent of chance which he decided to take at this exact second and minute. so to simply put it, the surroundings, his own mental state and feelings and the course of events which flowed out lead him to have this realization and grasp the chance which he craved out himself as the one already presented to him would've been on the following dawn after the night you two spend. he deliberately allowed that chance to slip through his fingers.

and chuuya nakahara was never taught how to handle emotions. for how can he of all feel emotions?

the one who can't distinguish pain from love will always welcome pain with opened arms.

and nakahara was never the first choice so when he found a person ; your brother, who holds him with with importance, chuuya doesn't want to let go of this.

but now love is tearing him and love is making him feel. this makes him panick. this makes him desperate to be quick to make a move.

but this is all just a waste of time -- chuuya doesn't want to understand the meaning of his intentions and feelings and would rather want to go with the flow and swim in his feelings.

after all, no one is a better fraud then he is. confidence is nothing but a mirage he makes everyone believe and the worth to actually have someone to call his own, his lover, is something chuuya is afraid of.

for love is followed by pain and pain is followed by despair.

and he who can not distinguish his fears from his desire can never distinguish pain from love but he did, now.  albeit forcefully but he did.

"tomorrow? night?" he murmured against your skin and the man felt drunk yet sober enough. drunk on the feeling of your skin on his, sober enough to relish the sensation. he began to mark your jaw with small and quick pecks. they felt tingly and unfairly short for shouldn't his lips linger on your skin long enough to leave marks?

you do not speak for the inability to speak in a stable tone is not within your limits now. you only hum but even that sounded shaky -- and you only realise it after you feel chuuya's lips spread in a small smile.

"can i kiss you?" chuuya whispered as he raised his eyes to peek up at you while he still continued to peck your jaw and as you lowered your eyes to look at him with your eyes half lidded as they threatened to close due to his lips on your skin and the hormones and emotions it's stimulating, chuuya nakahara became the most humane when he forgot how to breath and what an irony is this that the red head felt the most human and most comfortable in his skin at the moment when he is unable to respire which is fundamental for a human's survival.

no. respiration makes one another animal on this planet, another chordate and another mammal but feeling this sweet emotion, feeling flowers bloom inside his body and feeling optimistic that perhaps a small percentage of things working out in his favor exists,  this is what makes one human. no?

after all is human not he who has humanity? and what is humanity if not respect and love for everything? but what is a real human and not a facade of one if he doesn't feel despair?

after despair and pain only does happiness come and he who did not taste despair is unfortunately and will always be unaware of the real taste of joy.

"my brother is passed out just behind you. you are taking advantage of the situation. are you not?" you manage to smile yet it only added more to make your lust for the man available.

chuuya stood straight and leaned near you with one of his arms wrapping around your shoulder as the fingers of said arm gently flicked your cheek and he tilted his head before he smirked, "i have always been an opportunist after all, so . . . may i?"

"can you?" you throw the question back at him, growing flustured under his direct stare.

"i am sure i can." he muttered, leaning closer to your lips but he did it so excruciatingly slowly that it made you want to push him forwards in hopes of showing the same desperation that you are feeling.

"then why don't you?" you whisper and it's a miracle how rapidly your eyes focus on his lips before focusing on his eyes and vice versa. your heart beat is the declaration to your brain that perhaps you can never be mad at chuuya no matter what he does and that's terrifying.

"because i am scared of not being able to stop once i begin." chuuya whispered and the proximity between you two made it so his breath could hit your lips and that was it.

the thread of patience began to stretch when he began to ignore you. it stretched and stretched till it was barely hanging on and now it snapped.

you grab his shirt to pull him closer as you place your lips against his and almost immediately, chuuya wrapped both of his arms around you to pull you closer.

chuuya missed the feeling of his lips moving against your's, the way just a tap on the small of your back was all he needed for you to get the signal and part your lips to allow his tongue inside.

he forced you to take a step backwards while his tongue teased your own with a a feather like, almost barely existent lick which made your knees to shake once and you were sure you would've fell on your knees had it not been for the red head whose hand went behind your thigh to grab it and force you to keep standing.

the moment he pulls back slightly to let you two catch your breaths, you run your hand through his hair before grabbing his roots to tilt his head down so you could capture his lips in your's again. you parted your lips after he gently bit down on your bottom lip before he licked it to soothe the pain.

chuuya continued to make you walk backwards till the back of your knee hits the edge of your bed and you fall on it with him.

his hand carassed your jaw while the other sneaked up from behind your thigh to grab your hand.

when you two separated again, you were panting as you stared at chuuya on top of you who brought your hand near his lips -- his cheeks were coated with a light blush as he too tried to grasp whatever oxygen he could around him.

chuuya began by kissing your knuckles before he continued his trail of kisses down the length of your arm, staring from your wrist which he gently bit on to leave a small mark, towards your elbow and forearm before his lips were on your shoulder.

he pulled down on your top to give him access to your skin and your breath hitched when he raised his eyes to stare at you while kissing your shoulder.

but before he could go on any further, the vibration in his back pocket caused due to his phone and chuuya cursed under his breath. planting one hand beside your head to support his leaning body, his other hand reached into his backpocket to take his phone out and accept the call and as he talked, chuuya looked down at you with a apologetic smile.

"your phone is a real cockblocker." you teased his as soon as he ended the call. he hummed before he leaned down to peck your lips.

"isn't it?" he muttered as he leaned up to look at your face again and it looked as if he wanted to speak something, to confess something, to reveal something but he dared not to in the confinements of the four walls and the one sided company of your passed out brother.

chuuya sat up on top of you, his legs straddling your thighs as he ran a hand through his head before he glanced at the time on his phone which showed it is currently past midnight.

it's not ideal but when has he ever been ideal?

he isn't ideal but desirable and the forbidden which a lost soul searches for.

he extended his hand towards you and you blinked, "pardon?" you muttered and watch how the ends of his lips get curled into a somewhat embarassed boyish grin.

"i might have to change up our plans for tomorrow. got a call from my professor, ya know, extra classes and stuff? oh doll, why is everyone so adamant on making my life more harder, hmm?" chuuya muttered and as you placed your hand on top of his, he brought it to his face to nuzzle his cheek against your palm.

soon you found you are not in a position to ever refuse chuuya but perhaps you knew it all along and never just actually realized the depth of this habit.

you also found that your assumption of chuuya being the calm headed of the two (him and your brother) was incorrect as who in their right mind would take someone to the nearest park after midnight, when not another soul, not even guards are present?

but maybe you loved the thrill chuuya brought along with him as much as you loved chuuya himself so you didn't point out the abrupt and sudden 'date'. you walked extremely close to the redhead as you kept on clinging onto his arm in fear of anything unordinary popping out of thin air to scare you.

the night time, despite your childish terror, is peaceful and still. to be able to walk next to chuuya here as the silence of the air makes it easier for you to hear his footsteps, the shuffle of his clothes and limbs and the way he is humming a tune -- it's all as audible as your own heart beating for you.

"how are you academically?" you asked in hopes of starting a conversation and start a conversion it did.

chuuya's bottom lip unconsciously jutted out a bit as he pondered hard over the question, he looked adorable if you must admit.

"i guess a bit above average?" he finally answered after thinking for so long and even if chuuya is a guy who wears confidence as his perfume, his confidence always carried a pleasant fragrance and not a overbearing and suffocating one.

"you are too humble, aren't you?" you smile before you hummed, looking down at the path you two walked on and focusing on how your skirt (you had pulled out an outfit at the last minute since you refused to go out with chuuya under-dressed, even if said outing is just a walk into the nearest park) brushed against your thighs each time you raised your legs to walk.

"not really. i . . i used to be really sharp in studies in my first year and so but since this year, i don't perform as good as i used to." there was a short moment of distraction caused by the wind blowing which made you shudder and shift close to chuuya, the action done in such a way that the back of your thigh barely grazed his crotch.

"really? why?" you look at him as you tilted your head in a way to study him and find the reason behind his decrease in performance.

and something about the way you stared at chuuya with eyes holding nothing but fondness for him had chuuya gulping, not in panick or nervousness, but rather to gulp down his own nearly bursting feelings and desires.

"c'mere doll," chuuya grabbed the curve of your waist to pull you towards the nearest bench and made you sit next to him, the action causing you to bite your lip as even his mere touch still felt like the touch of a celestial entity. in the sense that one touch is enough to ignite your skin.

chuuya's arm was streched behind you on the bench as he looked at you, the other hand raising to carass your jaw as he explained his reasoning, "everyone is broke unless you are from a rich family and many people find . . . unusual alternatives to earn money fast, i did too. a friend of mine once took me to an underground racing side show. got interested and now that's how i earn."

"through illegal means?" you raised your eyebrows at the revelation as your eyes casted downwards to watch how delicately the tip of his nail of his index finger grazed your skin and as much as it felt ticklish, it felt just as satisfying.

"what's a little harm in breaking rules every now and then?" maybe it's the drop in the temperature or just in octaves of his voice but whatever the reason may be, you shuddered. you raised your eyes to look at his face again and oh, has any man ever lived after staring right at him who is a dangerous seduction or are you an exception because you caught on the softness at the edges of his otherwise seductive eyes.

"honestly don't think you are much of a rule breaker chu." you teased but your words were meant to rile him up even in the slightest to see if he would react in a way which would satisfy you and your ever growing desires.

"what makes you think so?" he raised his eyebrows in amusement, his light and barely there touch on your cheek now turned into his index finger tracing along your neck and towards your collarbone.

"you seem to be afraid of my brother." you grinned a bit and tried not to focus on how frequently his action is making you gulp, you were afraid of clenching your thighs together but every time you feel your wet core clench against nothing, you were becoming more and more aware of your growing lust.

"what makes you think that little doll?" chuuya smirked as he taunted you and you found it hard to resist smiling as you leaned a bit near him, your forearm brushing against his arm and for a moment that stole chuuya's attention, when he looked back at you again, he saw you grinning smugly.

"because my brother can kick your ass." you tease and chuuya raised one of his eyebrows in sheer amusement before he jabbed his thumb in his direction.

"you think your brother can beat me? chuuya nakahara?" he scoffed but it was all meant in a playful fashion and you nodded.

you were nervous but you still pushed forwards to grab his thumb which was still pointed at himself before you placed it on the space between both your collarbones and slowly began to drag it down. your eyes was on his face and you watched him bite down on his bottom lip slightly as his eyes trailed down to follow your hand guiding his thumb down your chest.

chuuya grinned smugly and bended his thumb when the pad of his thumb came in contact with your top, the action of his causing your top to be pulled down enough to reveal your bra to him.

"what makes you think your brother can kick my ass?" he asked in a low and gravelly tone, raising his eyes to stare at you again as the smirk on his lips was hard to get rid off. he just found you and your assumption to be quite adorable.

"isn't the reason of you not making any move on me not enough for me to think so? with the way you've been acting chuuya, i really doubt my assumptions are wrong. you are scared of my brother." you giggle as you stare at him a bit arrogantly but that did not lasted long as chuuya raised his hand which was pulling down on your top just a few seconds ago to grab your jaw and pull your face towards his, the smirk on his face glinted with danger.

"you really think that?" he asked for the last time under the witness of the few stars twinkling in the sky, the moon not to be seen anywhere and maybe that's why the lamp lights on the park flushed their light down at you two in humiliation of not doing a job as good as the natural celestial body does.

you flushed too, legs clenched shut as your chest heaved upon feeling chuuya's breath hit your lips before you nodded.

chuuya was selfless but you weren't, not in this sense atleast. you wanted him and if he did too then why not push him over the edge?

"i can almost imagine how adorable you will look once i prove you wrong." danger is he, and danced with danger, you did.

"go on, prove it then." you challenged and this is the final pedestal you will place chuuya on if he could keep on his word to make it up or not.

and when has chuuya ever disappointed someone?

"if you say so." he hastily mumbled before placing his lips on your's again and immediately you felt his hot breath moving past the security of your lips to enter your mouth and make you let out a pant, your hands tried to grab at his jacket but the hand which was behind you and on the bench, suddenly found itself holding both of your wrists on your lap, on top of your pubis mound.

chuuya's teeth clashed against your own as he continued his assault on your lips but it wasn't the way he sucked on your tongue that had you whining but the hand which was holding both of your wrists as he pushed your wrists down on your pubis mound and you felt the slightest of pleasure.

your legs parted and chuuya tugged your wrists even lower before stopping when they finally rested on top of where your clit is. he presses your wrists down on your clit to stimulate a weak pleasure before lifting your wrists for a few seconds so the pleasure could disappear completely before pressing your wrists down again.

he separated his lips from yours forcefully to allow both of you to breath before he leaned in again.

this action of your wrists pressed down on your cunt had you digging your nails in your palm as you felt your mind going insane, you felt annoyed and bothered by his teasing and wanted him to do more to you already but he didn't. and so you bit down on his bottom lip but that just earned a moan from him as chuuya adjusted himself to lower his upper body a bit so he could be in line with your lips and he pushed his tongue against your lower lip again as if telling you to bite his lip again.

you found it fascinating how easily you always gave in to him. your teeth gently sinked onto his plush lip again and he whined out, gasping slightly at the newfound pleasure his body is feeling.

he once again broke the kiss but everytime he did to give you time to breathe, he returned to kiss you with just as much passion as the very first time.

you feel yourself growing flush but the embarrassment isn't enough to overcome your arousal and so, despite the shame you felt, you began to hump at your wrists in attempts to feel some kind of friction against your clothed cunt, palms formed into fists as you tried to find an angle where your lips would hit against your knuckles to produce some kind of fiction.

the pleasure did came but only twice and with the amount of effort you put inside to feel it, the pleasure didn't feel rewarding enough and when chuuya noticed your hips stop as you didn't hump against your fists and he stopped holding your jaw and instead, planted his hand to grip on the back of the bench as he slowly climbed on top of you while trying his best to not break from the kiss.

his knees were pressed against the bench and if he tried to close his legs, he could squeeze your hips -- this is how close his knees are to your hips and waist. chuuya leaned his body down a bit and lowered himself till he found himself to be in the position where he could lift your wrists to nudge your fists against his growing hard on. he hissed at the contact and released a whimper when your palms cupped his clothed cock.

you squeezed it and he immediately bucked his hips forwards and did so again when you squeezed it again.

chuuya separated his lips from your's, a thin string of saliva connecting your now swollen lips with his and he smiled at the sight of your swollen and flushed lips.

"i am scared of your brother? what foolish words. he can't do shit to me even as i fuck his sister dumb in a park. but you would like that wouldn't you? isn't this why you are pushing my buttons, preety doll?" chuuya rasped out as he began to make his way down your body by trailing kisses down your lips to your jaw to your neck and down your clothed chest.

the sensation of the very faint feeling of his lips on your clothes as he teased you by kissing your clothed breast had you whining in frustration. chuuya doesn't lift his head up but trails his eyes up to look at you.

"hm? want something? gotta tell me what you want, doll." every word leaving his lips had a physical effect on you as his lips brushed against your clothed yet still somewhat feel-able hardened nipple.

you nod but chuuya only tutted, his kisses trailing down your stomach before he gently smacked your knee.

"use your words, you didn't seem to be running out of them when you ran your cute dumb mouth around just a few minutes ago." chuuya taunted.

"for a guy scared of my brother, you sure have a big ego." you breath out and chuuya raised his eyebrows as he immediately got off you, kneeling infront of you instead.

he sighed in faux disappointment as he grabbed your thighs and harshly shoved them away to spread them, the skirt you wore (only for the purpose of tempting chuuya to have his hands all over you) rides up and he tutted again at the sight of the wet patch on your panties.

"it's my fault after all," chuuya began with a sigh as he raised his middle finger to press the back of said finger right on top of the wetness and to feel the sticky slick on his skin, "giving into your every demand since childhood, treating you like my princess even when your brother told me i am spoiling you." chuuya sighed again before he curled his middle finger and pushed it against your panties, you jumped with a cracked moan as you look down to see him staring at your pussy.

"made you a brat so i guess it's only right i pull the brat out of you too? huh? wanna make you my good doll again so badly." chuuya looked up at you with eyebrows raised for permission and you immediately nodded and stammered,

"p-please chuuya, wanna be your girl! so, so badly!" for who could keep their composure infront of this man who must be why mirrors were invented so he and everyone else could admire his beauty.

chuuya sighed before he smiled fondly, "it's not your fault doll, not at all. i love you too much to not spoil you, come on, be a brat. i'll handle it." he muttered as he raised your skirt higher till it remained racked on your waist before he trailed his hands down, you shuddered and felt your pussy oozing out more wetness at the touch.

"wanna make you my girl as well doll. you are my only girl after all. my favorite forever." chuuya crooned as his fingers hooked around the waistband of your panties and he pushed it down in one motion, letting it drop by his feet as he stared up at your glistening and pulsating pussy.

"gonna knock some senses into your brother if that bastard doesn't let me have you. that fucker better not try to keep me away from my doll and my pussy." chuuya gritted, gulping as he immediately raised his head towards your pussy.

the sight of his face buried between your thighs made you release a shaky breath.

your eyes widened in pleasure before closing as chuuya's tongue touched your inner labia before he licked a long strip along it.

"all barks and no talks isn't a trait that suits you chuuya." you grit out as a deadly mixture of pleasure and anger emits from your body in the form of your words. anger for the way he feels the same as you do yet is hesitant to take a step forwards but so are you so you guess it's only fair, huh.

the red haired man's tongue licked from your inner labia to your clit and he immediately flicked the bud with his tongue before speaking against it in his low voice,

"yeah? but i bite too doll," he told and to prove his words, chuuya gently bit down on your inner thigh before raising his head towards your cunt again.

you felt his wet and warm tongue on your bundle of nerve as you let out small short breaths which soon turned into you full on whimpering when his lips enclosed around the bud and he began to suck on it.

you shakily tilt your head back to rest it against the edge of the bench as you feel chuuya raising your leg, holding your leg by your ankle as he tugged on it to make you look at him and when you did, you bit your lip to not let out a moan.

chuuya licked his lips as he kept his eyes on you, they were half lidded to tell you that just one lick and the man already seemed to grow a extreme liking to your cunt and having it against his face. chuuya leaned his head near your ankle and began to kiss his way up your leg and that, along with the night breezes hitting your bare pussy has you whimpering.

you didn't even seem to realise the setting you are in yet but chuuya did and the thought of someone, possibly a guard walking on a stroll and coming across you two had him sinking his teeth on the side of your thigh. he nibbled his way up and the skin he nibbled on turned a light shade of pink as if it's his mark he is leaving.

chuuya stopped once he was infront of your bare cunt again and he blowed a puff of air on it to see your thighs jerk yet your cunt clenched around nothing.

both of his hands found solace on top of your thighs as he held your legs apart and dipped his head down towards your cunt, he stopped to adjust the grip of his hand and lift your leg over his shoulder.

the anticipation was sweet but the action following it was addicting. your head fell back as you felt chuuya's tongue lapping at your labia again before he thrusted his tongue into your hole as if he had enough of this game of teasing he is playing with you. you moaned out his name when you felt his tongue thrusting in and out of you as he made out with your pussy and after that till the time you actually cummed, you only moaned out his name again and again as you were a withering mess.

the moans entered his ear and were converted into praises or cheers to continue on and continue is what he did when he raised his head to circle his tongue around your bud again while he entered one finger into your hole to immediately make up for the lack of his tongue.

his tongue swirled slowly yet with force but his finger thrusting in and out of you was fast and some what faint till he inserted one more finger till it was knuckle deep into you and the reward he got was the chocked moan you released when his newly entered finger immediately grazed against your g-spot.

chuuya pulled his fingers back and thrusted them in together --the index and the middle finger. the index brushed against your walls and you clamped around it which made him release a moan on your clit but the middle finger as it was longer in length, found your g-spot and he hitted it before curling his finger and bumping the knuckle of it against your g-spot.

kitty licks to harsh sucks to gentle flicking -- your bud is the sole victim of his abuse and this has you shaking as you feel this along with the thrusts and curls of his fingers pull at the knot in your stomach in two directions, it's stretching and stretching and your abdomen feels like burning pleasantly.

"you better fucking thank me when you come all over my face." chuuya whispered against your bud, his hot breath along with the cold night breeze pulled the knot in your stomach in one direction ; chuuya's middle finger slowly curled and pressed against your g-spot before it began hitting it continuously and hastily and that was what it took to break the knot in your stomach as you screamed in pleasure, thighs squeezing around his head as you cummed.

"thank you, thank you -- thank yo-- aah, chuuya!" you screamed as the man didn't seem to stop but greedily lapped at each and every part of your cunt to not waste even a drop of your cum.

had he been the wanderer in a desert coming across a oasis? or are you a mirage?

whoever you are, you have him greedily lapping at your cunt as his fingers too didn't once stop thrusting and as good as it felt before, now, due to oversensitivity, your hands reached down to grab his hair to pull him up, to let him know you can't take one more orgasm by pulling on his roots had him humming in pleasure against your pussy.

he leaned his head down to push his tongue inside your hole again and it was when his nose bumped against your clit that you began to grind against his face as a newly formed knot in your abdomen played tricks on your brain and you just needed to break it, to release, to cum again and to feel the ecstacy again.

the continuous colliding of his nose against your clit is the main source of pleasure this time and what pushed you over the edge as you screamed once again in the empty park, a little after midnight, without a shame or care in the world.

"thank you! thank you!" you repeated again and again as your thighs and maybe even your legs shaked but none of you paid it any heed, not when you came all over chuuya's face so prettily and not when his tongue lapping and sucking on your over sensitive and puffy cunt is messing with your brain.

you found time to breath and to calm down only when chuuya pulled back from your cunt and looked at you, when you looked back down at him, you nearly released another moan at the sight of his chin and jaw dripping with your juices. chuuya licked his lips, licking your juices as he smirked at you while panting a bit, his own arousal messing with his mind.

"next time you try to be a brat and i'll put you in your place infront of everyone." he threatened and you shook your head, smiling.

"you won't." you whispered as it was hard to find your voice after being eaten out for the first time and chuuya realised it too by the way your thighs were still shaking.

"yeah, i won't -- unless i am pushed to do it of course." chuuya grinned and winked at you before he laid the flat of his palm against your thigh and began to caress it, other hand moving to unbuckle his belt as he demanded, "on all fours, be quick doll. we have twenty minutes before the old guard wakes up."

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"chuuuuuya! please come here, i want to talk to you." your brother sang in a cherry like voice which made chuuya's heart freeze in terror.

the man looked at you with a frown as he nearly whined, "this is it. he's gonna kill me. i am as good as dead meat --"

you lean near the fretting man to kiss his lips gently before patting his shoulder as you roll your eyes, "its my brother. you can literally punch him if he tries something."

chuuya took a deep breath before he nodded with a determined look on his face and stood up from the couch, walking towards the stairs to climb upstairs.

yet the moment he stepped inside your brother's room and closed the door, chuuya groaned as your brother punched him on his side.

"fucker! 'your sister is my sister' bullshit!" your brother growled as he glared at chuuya who smiled sheepishly and raised his arms to surrender himself infront of your brother's wrath.

"you are a fucking snake! a scorpion who stabs people from the back!" your brother yelled as he frantically looked around, spotting a cushion lying on the edge of his bed and he picked it up before throwing it at chuuya who ducked in time to save his face from being hit.

"a fucking crocodile!" your brother threw another insult as he climbed on the bed to pick another pillow before trying to throw it at chuuya again who jumped this time.

"c-come on man --"

"silence." your brother growled again and chuuya immediately placed his index finger against his lips, nodding.

". . 'you don't need to worry. i will treat your sister with the same fragility as you do.' what a disgusting liar you are! you-- come here bastard!" your brother yelled as he tried to get off the bed and catch chuuya who stuck his tongue out, opening the door and running out.

"i do treat her with fragility . . . only not in bed --"

"you punk!" your brother yelled at chuuya's provocation as the two ran down the stairs with your brother still trying to catch chuuya who looked over his shoulder and blew your brother a kiss, further annoying him.

[powerin]

I wonder how would you compare and contrast Miguel's love interests and his treatment of them? Somehow, I get the feeling the third movie in the Spider-verse trilogy will take him to task for his treatment of women over the years.

this better not be bait. kidding, but there’s some dude who likes to victim-blame and slut-shame dana in my tumblr DMs and it is Very Tiring to ignore him. hope you understand if this reply comes off as combative. 💖

dana’s obviously my favorite. “the virtuous and beautiful whore who sacrificed herself for the one woman she didn’t like.” she will always be my One True Love.

but i wish dana was smarter, less naive, and wasn’t preyed on by tyler stone. i wish dana and gabe stayed together and she didn’t cheat on him (miguel was not worth it). i wish miguel didn’t call her “stupid, deaf, worthless” and throw plates at her. clearly their relationship deteriorated after miguel became Spider-Man (a toxic entitled egomaniac becoming a superhero is a Bad thing? pinch me im getting megamind flashbacks). but dana saying that miguel should leave his toxic company and that she didn’t want miguel to feel any more pain… it hurts me deeply.

especially since dana was right: miguel should leave alchemax. and miguel is the one who causes dana so much pain.

moving on, i should like xina because i am ALSO a brainy tomboyish chinese woman. plus she’s miguel’s childhood sweetheart.

but more to the point, xina’s NotLikeAllGirls internalized misogyny irritates the shit out of me, and she forcibly changed lyla’s personality so lyla would talk badly about dana. lyla even says some misogynistic homewrecker bullshit like “ruin any relationships today dana?” and then says right after, “im sorry… i don’t know why i said that.”

plus when xina and miguel are alone… xina undresses in front of miguel to get him to sleep with her. but he just says (paraphrasing here), “not in the mood for romance plus you’re not that pretty.”

miguel literally calls xina ugly to her face. and xina still thinks dana is the problem. she irritates me to no end. if xina isn’t interested in romance, why is she so upset about the cheating and the engagement? me thinks she’s a dishonest actor. tbh, if i’d be more accepting if the cheating was just a one time mistake and miguel can Move On with xina. but given these panels:

dude did not cheat once. he did not cheat twice. he cheated over the span of 1-2 years (i’m glad you shaved like i asked, years ago). how much can miguel love xina if he’s always cheating on his childhood sweetheart?

keep in mind, when they meet, miguel rubs it in xina’s face that he’s engaged to dana. HE NEVER PROPOSED TO XINA AND HE DATED HER FOR OVER 10 YEARS. but suddenly dana comes along and he’s like “gotta wife that girl”?

you’ll never get me to be a miguel/xina cheerleader, but i don’t hate xina. i understand xina’s mad at dana for “taking miguel away from her” but miguel didn’t slip and fall on dana and whoops they’re together now.

for the majority of the 2099 fanbase to portray dana as some clingy, insane, desperate girlfriend in need of making miguel marry and have kids with her is taking a tragedy and twisting it into something that is frankly, deeply misogynistic and disgusting. they should be ashamed of themselves.

(not meant for you, by the way. i realize you’re here to have a discussion in good faith.)

lyla is lyla. she is cute, but she is also an AI. she cannot consent to a relationship nor sex. but idk. she’s okay when her programming isn’t being messed with by xina. she shouldn’t end up with miguel though. weird non-consensual things abound with robots and AI and cyberpunk that I Would Rather Not Talk About. but miguel treats lyla disrespectfully in the comics and the movie (played for laughs in the movie though? lyla does get him to say please.)

aaaaaaaand I haven’t read anything with tempest. i know she’s miguel’s canon baby mama and wife, and tyler stone fucks with tempest with some kind of mind-control parasite and forces miguel to kill her. i don’t know enough about tempest to have an opinion, but her design is… all right. i don’t dig the pink hair or the wings. maybe she’ll grow on me? does miguel cheat on her or throw plates at her or neg her? if not, she’s already doing leagues better than xina and dana.

[no-psi-nan]

Kuniharu is cancelled and the people (well, 76 of them) have spoken...

It looks like Ms. Kaido is the winner by far! That may be partially my fault, due to a particular meta post...

Mr. Matsuzaki did well, but an equal number of people thought Kurumi should just stay single.

Interestingly enough, 4 different people suggested Kurumi have multiple partners, hell yeah! And 9 of you were ready to marry her yourselves LOL, power to the people!

Full results with the potential reasonings I offered in the survey, plus people's explanations for their choices (optional), are under the cut!

Ms. Kaido (26%)

(40s, also eliminates Shun's absentee dad, has a career she can relaunch)

Milf squad <3

Ayyyy Mrs. Kaidou x Kurumi slow burn friends to lovers supremacy!! And we never see Kaidou's dad, soooooo...

I just want to know how Kusuo and Shun would feel about being stepbrothers

They all so tempting maybe she should just have a harem by this point but Ms. Kaidou is very very tempting one from that one post but still harem by this point cuz damn they all tempting

Tbh I saw your post about Kaidou's mom divorcing her current husband and having a slow burn with Kurumi, and it just really stuck with me? Like you're right, they both deserve better than what they currently have, and they have so much potential to improve each other. Genuinely think they make a good pair. Also, I like imagining Kaido and Kusuo having to deal with the fact that they're going to be brothers. Kusuke too. Lol, poor Kaido's going to have to deal with so much chaos from now on :D

She's a milf

girlboss milf x girlboss milf

Kaido needs a soft mother figure and saiki needs a strict parent figure so it helps both

sweet wife and tsundere wife that care about their kids so much

You know, I was leaning toward a Kuboyasu because of that girl gang Kurumi theory... But Kusuo needs more younger siblings to cancel out the garbage older brother he was cursed with.

They Balance each other. Also it’s funny

Mr. Matsuzaki (13%)

(???, already parents half the school, hard worker)

Idk i just…like him. I feel like Kusuo would hate it at first but be relieved to have a father figure. Plus Kusuo has said before that he does like Mr. Matsuzaki

THE MATSUZAKI OPTION'S DRIVING ME INSANEEEEE. kusuo already likes him but he would not know how to act if he gets a crush on his mom. dear god.

Look I know a dad when I see one. Mrs. Kaido is also a good choice but 4 siblings might be too much for Saiki.

Saiki has said that he is kind to him and I think the interactions could be cool. I don't really have a specific reason tbh, it's more of a vibes thing.

I just think....good dynamic. Not gonna elaborate

i just think mr matsuzaki is cool :]

Nobody (13%)

(Kurumi is a strong independent woman who doesn't need a spouse)

Kurimi starts a feminist movement where she creates a new gang that verbally\physically *deals with* useless husbands, and we love that for her.

I was going to say that Kurumi is not strong and indipendent enough but then the scene where she cooks a boot to Kuniharu crossed my mind and erased it all. Except this, I don't think she'd get married again, seeing the strong relationship she has with Kuniharu, but she'd need a partner, do you remember the episode where she keeps buying water and water cause she wasn't coraugeous enough to say no? Exactly. Thank goodness there was Kusuo but most importantly Kuniharu.

The survey-taker (12%)

(These people want to homewreck the Saiki family personally.)

i am going to homewreck this family watch me

she already has a manchild for a husband but im hotter so

I would take excellent care of Kurumi and be a wonderful spouse to her, she will live a life of luxury and love because she deserves it. I will also gently show kusuo that it is okay to rely on parental figures and also annoy him will dad jokes. And I will put Kusuke in therapy because lord knows he needs it.

Mrs. Kuboyasu (9%)

(??? we don't know her but the thought of an ex-gangster milf reunion is compelling...)

i was gonna pick midori BUT the 'exgangster milf reunion' got to me

Midori Nendo (9%)

(32, hard worker and managed to raise a great son by herself)

midori is objectively probably the best mother (at least in the anime) in this essay i wi–

Michael, midori, or matsuzaki are responsible adults who are not insane or horrible to kids. Midori preferred atm because I want to see the horror on kusukes face when he realizes Nendo is his brother, and Nendo is naturally immune to Kusuo’s gifts. Also midori and Kurumi are already friends so MILF friends to lovers. Also I would parent those kids myself but I don’t fit into this age criteria.

I want the milfs to kiss. Also nendo and saiki as brothers sounds like his worst nightmare, and id love to see it.

The idea of nendo and saiki being adopted brothers is so funny though

Rean Kuboyasu (4%)

(36, retired gangster)

No but like Kusuo would be super worried for a hot sec because the man's an ex-gangster but then it cuts to Kurumi absolutely destroying someone over something and he'd be like actually he's probably good for her. He would hate being Aren's brother though (the guy is cool but he almost rivals Shun in dramatics)

Chono the Magician (3%)

(27yo but has made an impressive career for himself in showbiz!)

I personally think either Chono (even though he’s Midori’s ex), Midori, Micheal or Ms. Kaidou would be good candidates for Kusuo’s step-dad/step-mom. Kurumi could work as a single mom too. Any of those options are good (Chono is my personal favorite tho lolol)

Chouno's admiration of saikis skills run the risk of causing the same complex that kuniharu had but tbh I just think hed be funny. also there would be a lot of complicated dynamics with nendous family now and i just like the chaos. on a more serious note i do really like chouno, and he already knows saiki has some crazy abilities and instead of becoming useless like kuniharu or being obsessive like kuusuke, he just got better at his job and took a little inspiration. also like u said, hes pretty well off now with a successful career, unlike kuniharu who just licked shoes, so. good dad, he seems nice :)

Micheal, the Magician's Assistant (3%)

(30s, excellent father to many pigeons)

Peanuts Ueda (1%)

(early 40s probably, successful comedian)

The magician Kusuo summoned one time (1%)

(??? he do be kinda hot tho)

My sister who has watched only the first couple of episodes wanted to put in her input. Originally, she said Michael, but then I showed a picture of him and she changed her mind

Kuniharu Saiki (1%)

(nooo I actually like him 🥺)

The write-ins

Both Mr. and Mrs. Nendo

Nendous dad has made Kusuo have that eye sparkle, (when the time travel thing happend), and he spends more time with him then his own dad does even as a ghost. Even if it is just to bug him to do random stuff, that is what actual dads do so its fine!

And you cant just have Nendous dad, Ms Nendou is a part of this package. Ms Nendou is a hard working women that deserves to have not only her husband, but a sweet and loving wifey as well! She would not only care for Kusuo, I also think she would set Kuusuke right, this boy needs some help.

Obviously for this to work, that means that Nedad did not die. Honestly once I had thought of this I could not put anything other then it

Both Mr. and Mrs. Kuboyasu

I feel like Mrs. Kuboyasu is still kinda mixed up in stuff, while Mr. Kuboyasu is like “the way of the househusband”. In my mind they are secure in their marriage and would never break apart after all they have been through. However, Adding in Kurumi’s “hold my flower” would be very interesting.

A kuniharu mannequin :J

Because it would be funny as hell if Kuniharu lost against his own mannequin shfjsjfu

pros: Kurumi keeps his spouse's good looks? ig, Kuniharu gets rekt, Mannequin doesn't talk :J

cons: still looks like Kuniharu

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

How about B, I, L, U, V for our big boi Theo? :3c

Sure thing, bub!! Theo hcs coming right up! 💙💙💙💙

I really hope you like them!!!! :3c

Fluff ABCs Template here for requests

Body -- What is his favorite part of her body?

Do y’all have any idea how hard it is for me to answer this letter without making this horny hours.

ANYWAY losing my mind because my instinct was to respond with “her tears.” And then my brain was like. Minnie that’s not a part of the body…that’s not how any of this works…But let’s pretend for a moment like I am valid, shall we?

No cap, I die on this hill. And my answer comes in two parts. The first reason tears destroy him like nothing else is because of how much she feels for the van Gogh brothers tbh. I think Theodorus is very accustomed to their situation being seen through a lens of indifference, a kind of “oh well, what can be done ¯\_(ツ)_/¯” especially. While he may argue that he’s used to it, he’s full of shit. It hurts every time–even more so because people are being dismissive about the person he loves most in the world (other than her, of course.) He’ll be silent for the most part, usually pretty stoic if those things come up, but the way her eyes glisten with tears just undoes him. He feels stupid to be so affected, but it’s something else entirely when somebody actually gives a damn. Somehow it's harder to keep his composure under that gaze...

The second reason is more about teasing. He can’t resist getting a reaction out of her sometimes, or seeing her brought to frustrated tears. That lovely blush overtaking the tips of her ears and face, to say nothing if it happens during nsfw hours. They make her face shine, a visible manifestation of all the emotion he tries so hard to deny–to run from–that it just moves him like nothing else. Where he can't find words or proper expression, she always does. Leonardo said once that a single glance at that man and you can tell he’s in love with art. And he was right, save that that kind of passion can be found in him again in moments like this. Alone, driving her to madness and pleasure.

It’s the part of him that belongs to her, and her alone.

Injury -- How would he act if she got hurt?

Lmao call Vincent instead of Theo if you actually want anything productive to be done about it.

I’m KIDDING mostly but to be honest I think he has a hard time hiding his distress when MC is hurt. If it’s something small he’ll try to play it off as mild irritation, muttering about oblivious hondjes and how she needs to be more careful. If it’s something like a bruise or a bandaged cut–maybe she bumped into something–he’ll just clumsily try to pat the pain away. Don’t try to hide it from him either because he has eyes like a hawk and will expose you. He’ll be a dumdum but it’s really sweet because he’ll be so gentle over such a tiny wound (it always amuses Dazai so much) that all the men will have to kind of hold back laughter. They don’t mean to mock the guy but he takes it so seriously it’s a little bit funny. Vincent is so unironically proud of him for being sensitive though and it’s enough to make a girl cry TwT

If it’s a very serious injury I am sorry but you are getting nothing but probably a panic attack from him. He doesn’t really do well with even the slightest suggestion of losing a loved one, so if she breaks a bone or experiences excessive bleeding–whatever the risk may be to her life–he is fighting to stay in control of his body’s response. He’s trying so hard to be strong for her, but he can hardly breathe and his vision is a little fuzzy and did they say she would be unconscious for a few days? Needless to say he’s a bit of a mess. Ideally, Vincent would do his best to help the guy stabilize while he waits for things to improve, but it’s touch and go for a bit there.

When she wakes up, he needs as much gentleness as she does in many respects. The stress attacks and constant distress have just resulted in so much tension and exhaustion, he doesn’t even have the energy for any verbal swipes at anyone. (I was going to say “he’s just a big puppy” but the irony hit me so hard I literally couldn’t finish typing the sentence). He just really needs lots of kisses and hand holds and promises she isn’t going anywhere, completely unprompted. Not to be emo (WAKE ME UP) but he really needs to be brought back to life slowly, in a way. He’ll get better with some time and assurance that she’s going to make it, but oTL hondje please, he can only take so many heart attacks in one lifetime.

Love -- How does he show her he loves her?

He does not.

I’m KIDDING but I stand by the fact that he’s more of a show than tell type of guy. He has a really, really hard time verbalizing everything that he feels, so I think the person he loves would ideally have to keep that in mind. He’s lowkey but very classy, imo. Gets surprise flowers every once in a while, buys groceries after work all the time if she needs things at home, always reliable with taking care of their finances (and in general). I feel like the thing about Theodorus is that he’s the quiet romantic; he won’t smooth talk or endlessly go on about love, but when she needs him? He’s there. Come hell or high water. When things are hard, when things feel impossible, when life just feels like one slap in the face after another–he’s warm and there and steady, leading her by the hand.

He's very proactive about just about anything other than expressing his feelings directly, so write that down--

Upset --How does he act when she's upset?

LMFAO catch him crashing at Vincent’s place tonight, no thanks murderous hondje ain’t it for me, sorry sweaty.

All jokes aside, I think he’s the type of guy who just has no idea how to handle it. I mean she’s the one that’s usually pretty stable emotionally, so when she isn’t it tends to be a big deal–the cause of her foul mood has got to be sizable. While he may be stymied upfront, will most likely go after the root cause of her distress and kill it with a hammer when her back is turned. Nobody upsets his hondje (unless it’s him) and gets away with it. The man has two modes: kill and more kill, and so he uses the second one as necessary in these situations.

That being said, it doesn't mean he's completely bereft of sensitivity. If it's a more sorrowful kind of upset, he'll try to make time for a lot of cuddling and pampering. Get her things she likes to eat/drink, rub her back gently, put on a movie she likes (even if it's boring to him). He hopes that some care and a few little distractions will be enough to calm her soon. He loves his hondje best when she's smiling, after all ùwú

Vaunt -- What is he proud of? Does he like to show her off?

Oh my goddddddd. Bih. If this man suffers from a cardinal sin, it’s pride I swear. Even if he’s Mr. Bad Mood Stink Face he will literally never say a bad word about her. There are so many people convinced he’s deadass got some kind of disorder because he has scary face, but also looks so delighted at the same time it's terrifying. Gets all puffed up about what a hard worker she is, how talented, how he couldn’t have done any of this without her. Even when he’s roaring drunk, now he just rambles on and cries about how much he loves her and Vincent and it’s beyond hilarious. Would throw down for her, would die for her, would steal a clown’s balloon for her–you name it.

She can do absolutely no wrong, so write that down.

Has a love hate relationship with showing her off (in the more blatant way) though because. Homewrecking. Does she look lovely in that dress? Undoubtedly so. If he sees one more gross lustful/covetous gaze directed at her though, he’s just gonna leave with her in tow. (He would throw hands but she doesn't like that.) Y’all know the whole Lord of The Rings’ “My p r e c i o u s” thing? That’s his vibe LMFAO. Depending on his mood he will either be like "hell yeah that's my wife you jealous bih, I'm the luckiest guy ever ik now buzz off" or he will just get more and more lowkey steamed until they leave.

[drageverywhere]

Yeah I don’t think we’re getting anymore flirty B jokes considering everything 🥲 you know How V is about looking like a homewrecker lol

True but I was referring more to like jokes in general or those random mentions V always does, not just the flirty stuff. I don’t think there’s nothing wrong with continuing to make that kind of jokes but maybe it depends on the mood V is in and that’s ok.

Also, the thought of being a homewrecker didn’t stop her the first time around last year lol JK

I think v would feel way less comfortable making jokes about b now that she’s been with her boo a lot longer now and seems more serious and public about it? I think that would be awkward rather than funny

Yeah I totally get it. Lately I kind of feel a little uncomfortable or weird whenever a clown thought crosses my mind but I ain’t going to stop and if B&V relationship is fine, i think V won’t stop either bc they’re just silly comments that make people laugh and don’t hurt anyone, and I don’t think is awkward or inappropriate tbh. But who knows, this is just my opinion.

[treason-and-plot]

ALL THE REPLIES TO SAFFRON & LIAM IN THE LIBRARY

@windermeresimblr​

Saffron, please do study. Make at least one good choice.

One of the reasons contributing to Saffy’s decision to have a sexual relationship with an older married man was that she thought it would be less detrimental to her studies than getting involved with one of her peers. She is starting to rethink that decision now, though!

@streetlightaurora​

The first snow of the year freaks everyone out but afterward, the malaise sets in and they send you into work/school probably to alleviate their own cabin fever 😅

I’m glad I got that somewhat right, I had to do quite a bit of research into Snow Days, because they are not a thing in Australia!

@pixelcurious​

You can study in the library, Saffy, two birds one stone.

@wannabecatwriter​

I don't know which of them is in the more unhealthy position tbh, her or him?

Hmmmm...that’s a very good question! 

@sweetnovember77​

Saffy does not appear to feel thrilled when Liam wants her; Saffy appears to feel thrilled because Liam makes her feel validated even though Saffy knows such validation is false. Although that’s everywhere in our culture as humans. I get it.

That’s a great observation. Saffy doesn’t particularly want Liam, but her ego still wants his adoration and his yearning, despite the rational part of brain telling her that needing such validation is false, and pathetic, with undesirable long term repercussions!

@shhhushhh​

Does this affair star to occupy her mind way to much? 🤔

Yes it does! It was only supposed to be a casual fling, but it hasn’t turned out like that. Stupid Liam had to catch feelings!

@wannabecatwriter​

Wonder how that happened.

@muses-circle​

Did his wife punch his lights out for, I dunno, getting in her light? 😂🙄

OMG!!!! STAHP!!  😂 😂 😂 

@weicyn​

Oh no 😞 i hope it wasn't his wife who hurt him!

@streetlightaurora​

I don't like his wife, but I don't like Liam either. He popped up to show Saffron his eye.

@shhhushhh​

Does his wife beat him, on top of everything else?!?!?!? 🤣🤣🤣 It would have been so hard for me to save my attraction, even if only sexual, toward him, if I was Saff.

@simcatcher​

how do you do to achieve addressing all the WRONG (i'd even say the t-word: taboo) that exists in society and still manage to make it look casual ? WHO EFFING FICTION-TALKS ABOUT GIRLS BEATIN BO-i'mma stop right there. Ahah, thank you for your writing, gives me life♥

Awww thank you dearest! I hope to delve into deeper into this topic-uncomfortable topics and people’s reactions to them have always been of great interest to me.

@windermeresimblr​

Augh, Saffy. Leave him alone, don't let him ensnare you more! Also, Liam, jesus christ, maybe stop fucking your students. (I refuse to believe he's only pulling this with Saffy. He's a creep, he probably has more victims throughout the school.)

@muses-circle​

I hate being right. ☹ But really, it's only a matter of time before this blows up in both their faces. Liam shouldn't say things like that to Saffy, it only shows his desperation and mental instability. I hope Saffy wakes up and gets out of this relationship before it goes futher south.

@muses-circle​

Also, go Liam's wife for smacking him with the phone. I'd have done much worse! 😁

@windermeresimblr​

All I want is for Saffy to find a trusted adult to spill this to so she can...i dunno, get some help? At least get Liam out of his TEACHING POSITION as he has proven himself unworthy of the whole "we trust you to teach our children and not sexually assault them" thing?

The trouble is that when you have an affair with someone you cannot tell anyone ANYTHING about it without being judged a homewrecker and labelled every terrible name under the sun...and the prevailing attitude about any problems you may have is “Well, you made your bed, now you must lie in it.” Saffron is really stuck between a rock and a hard place right now.

@windermeresimblr​

Doesn't Saffy have any friends her age, even??? (I'm sorry, I'm worried for her.)

She has a couple of friends...but since her unrequited crush on Teddy left her feeling like a fool (and also since she ‘lost’ Sybilla to Josh) she has been loath to share any details of her romantic relationships with anybody. No need to be sorry, having people ask questions about my OCs is deliriously wonderful!  

@simcatcher​

wow. lets rewind. first Anita prégnant taking drugs. now Liam getting smashed. none of this is entirely her fault, but she has no one in the world to tell her that. *or maybe, somehow, Roy ?* poor Saffy... I truly hope she finds light again ❤ about Liam... i Feel its going To end badly for him. he obviously doesn't do much To get himself out of this situation. but putting that much of a burden on a young girl is making me nauseous. "you're my only reason to live". HELL

Roy, you say....light, you say....😄

@simcatcher​

NO jesus she's not in a place where she can handle his broken self.....

Absolutely not. I think she is starting to have a quite a few regrets about this affair. She is in way over her head!

@ivorycrayon​

Um. Why is his being miserable making her fiercely glad?

Because she is starting to feel a great deal of resentment towards him. This was just supposed to be a casual, NSA fling. Now he is saying he loves her, his wife is hurt, Liam is physically hurt... Saffy is feeling that she is in way too deep, and has no idea how to extricate herself. Worst thing of all though is that she has developed some feelings for him too. Not love, but a degree of intimacy that she has never shared with anyone else. Saffy has no idea what to do, and it’s all Liam’s fault!

@shhhushhh​

I laugh out loud when I read about the phone. She didn't even make the effort to put it down and punch him with her hand!

She’s probably an Aries...

@wannabecatwriter​

I don't know if I believe his story. If it's true, though, he really needs to exit that relationship.

[genderfluidfuckernamedfox]

He's not on here so fuck it.

There are about 4 people in this world that I would do anything for. So imagine my shock when one of them stabs me in the back. He basically attacked who I am as a person and accused me of several things that I would just NEVER do to anyone. I've been grieving the death of our friendship and at this point I keep bouncing from anger to depression. I know that he's projecting his insecurities onto me and I shouldn't take it seriously but my heart is still broken because of this situation.

A little back story: My friend(who I've known since 8th grade) had just dropped out of college to take a semester off and figure out what he wants to do with his life.(good for him tbh, I hope he finds something he's happy with) I've been sick since school started but he still wanted to hang out with me and I said I would help him move his stuff from his dorm into his new place.(which is his grandma's house, he lives with her) So we drives 2 hours to his college, meet his friends and have a nice time, load up all of his stuff and then head on back home. It was a fun trip and I loved seeing his friends. Now every year or so we would talk about how we would be a good couple. He tells me that he wants to be in a poly relationship with me and another friend.(this friend currently has a gf he's living with) So my friend had the full intention to "homewreck", as he put it, this dude and date him along side me. I was like alright, I was cool with it bc we'd all been friends for a really long time. I however do not wanna date 2 dudes(I like chicks way more). I think one of the main reasons he wanted to date both me and our friend was because he also wanted to eventually rent a place with both of us. Which again I wouldn't mind doing in the future but I currently have a three year old brother and a seven year old sister that I help take care of and I don't plan on leaving them until my little bro is in school.

So dating... I really like relationships, but they don't like me. I'm very excited that he's giving me any type of romantic attention. However I'm also in beauty school and have 8am classes everyday so hanging out with him every night for a little over a week is getting exhausting; but I care about him so I'm going to make time for him if he really wants to see me. One day we hang out with another friend of ours that I haven't seen since highschool. Jasper is his name, we go over to jasper's house to play some board games and just chill out, he's also got like 5 dogs so we eventually go on a night walk with one of the pups. I'm so damn tired at this point, it's the end of the week and I've currently been sick for 2 weeks. I notice that my friend seems a little off but hell, I'M a little off so I don't pay much attention to him (which is very unlike me, I'm usually the one that makes sure everyone feels included) if he really feels excluded he would just assert himself into the situation right? We've all been friends since highschool so it shouldn't be a problem right? Wrong. I finally get a day with just myself and my family and he sends me this text

So after being up my ass for an entire week he's going to say all of this shit about me and act like I've been an ass this whole time we were hanging out.

He said he wanted to date me and then broke up with me before we even dated.

He thinks I'm copying him being trans (what the actual fuck, how self centered do you have to be to think that my identity has anything to do with you)

He's accusing me of making fun of him for cosplaying, singing, and acting which 1. I HAVE NEVER AND WILL NEVER DO TO ANYONE and 2. Are all things that I do as a hobby. I've literally only ever tried to encourage him with all of these things and he's going to blatantly lie to me through text about things that I did??? What the actual fuck.

I've never acted like I hate anyone, and if I have I can garentee you that it was meant as a joke.

He says that I'm not motivated to grow up but I'm literally furthering my career in a field that I'm passionate in and loving myself through all of the hardships that I face, that's mature as fuck.

He complains that he hates the county that we live in and I've agreed with him that it's kinda a bad place but I've got family and shit to do here so I don't hate it.

Kaliym is the person he was planning on "homewrecking" and me and kaliyms friendships is very different from mine and his. I joke that I hate kaliym to his face and he's like "I love you too" bc he knows I dont mean it. But this dude can come back in my life for a week after beening gone for over a year and think that he knows me.

Honestly I'm glad this happened because this is what a toxic friendship looks like and it needed to end.

My parting words for this post and specifically for him are as follows.

Fuck you.

[warnerbaby]

protected privacy

[Let's paint this picture, friends. Winnie is sitting after school, and this was supposed to be posted earlier in the week but work and stuff but whatever--there’s no such thing as coming late to the ball game right. Because cheerleaders are known to throw parties with an hr notice so, ya. and ya that’s the point of this post, sh.

Warner baby is waiting on Miguel or something. She's taken to a picnic table and she's scrolling through IG or something like that because she's a teenager and she does what teenage girls do, idk. Despite the circumstance, of you know, your almost boyfriend/love of your whole god damn entire life/the one who manages to take your breath away when he says your name/etc having a baby with another much older,  much more interesting, and much prettier woman than you are-- Winnie has stood completely by Miguel Rivera and held his hand to class and all that jazz. YiKEs.

And through trembling lips of hers and Miguel’s the news was revealed, and inside her heart, both swelled and dropped to the tops of her knees because, yes she was happy for her almost-boyfriend. She was on the brim of excitement for him because babies are a joy, right? They smell so good, and they are so soft and cuddly and they are precious bundles of joy, and why wouldn’t anyone want one around? BUT also she was tormented by the thought that the person giving him this wonderful experience and sharing it with him was a completely different person than her. It pained her, but she held back her tears, (until that night I’m sure), and she smiled, and she hugged him as if to say never let go-- though I’m sure she was the first to let go, yIKEs. NOT MY BUSINESS.

It wasn’t that she wanted to exactly pull away. Not at all, when Miguel Rivera says he needs you, you are happy to be there for him because it’s all you’ve ever wanted in your whole existence, right? Miguel Rivera needing Winnie Warner solidified his “I love you, Winnie” even more. Because when you’re Winnie and the first words out of Miguel’s mouth had always been “What do you want, Winnie?”-- well you welcome the change. You welcome the smiles now, along with the cuddles, and kisses on the forehead that come along with them.

But there is also this tiny thing called being cautious because, honey dear, if it’s one thing Winnie Warner is good at, it’s being good at goodbyes, and doubting herself completely. She still wasn’t entirely trusting in the idea that Miguel could have both her and a family with another woman. It would be too much. Wouldn’t it? How would he juggle the daunting task of becoming a new father, and still find time to ask her to be his girlfriend, because that hadn’t happened yet, right?  Was it supposed to be implied? Did that make her the “other woman” or “the homewrecker” and was she okay with that title? And she still couldn’t forget that the mother of Miguel’s child would have been his own stepmother--It crawled on her skin like cockroaches in the night, and bats flapping their wings in her stomach every time Miguel so much as looked her in the eye. 

The more her doubts were, the stronger and louder they seemed in her head, and as if to cruelly remind her, the voice of her brother, and her mother, and her father filled her thoughts to spill the reminder: Ronnie had an important out of town game this weekend and they would be gone for her birthday.

So she had that to fester on, and had Miguel even realized that it was her birthday? Would they be spending time together? With the news of the baby, there’d be no way he’d be allowed to hang out with her right? Because he had yet to tell his parents, and neither of them would be okay with the situation. 

And there was the tiny thought in her head that Winnie, dear, needed a friend to speak to about all of this-- one that was familiar with this sort of torn feeling--a friend that she trusted a great deal, and though she knew would be entirely judgemental of the situation-- she would make her feel loads better about the situation and about herself. Because Charlie Jo was the nicest person in terms of Winnie Warner, and she would be back home any day now. Perhaps the Rogers’ wouldn’t mind if they spend her birthday together?

When along comes a spider to stir the fucking pot. AVOCADO.

She has blonde hair and terrifyingly kind smile. And she's reaching up in a wayyy too friendly manner, scooping some of Winnie's hair behind her cheeks, and fashioning it in a nice ponytail. Because overly friendly cheerleaders fix their friends hair, right?

This gives baby Warner quite a freight lol but it's nothing that Charlie Jo has ever done to her tbh. ]

What are you doing out here all alone?~

Waiting for soccer practice. [Because she has plans w mIGUEL, but she doesn’t say this.]

Oh, [ And subject change!! Because maybe she's not a fan of Miguel? Who even is, besides Winifred?] Well, I  heard this weekend is your birthday. Is that true?

Saturday. Yes.

Plans?

None. My parents are out of town again. I figured I'd stay in, maybe order some pizza and watch some movies. 

With Mr. Lucky?

Maybe? I don’t know. I was also hoping to hang out with Charlie Jo since she'll be back this weekend but that's all depending on--

Charlie Jo?? [ Probably an eye zoom because she'd only known of Charlie and Winnie hanging out at parties... which gives her a wonderful idea!] Oh, no. Winnie. I think this calls for a celebration. Double celebration!

What do you mean?

A party, silly! Your parents are gone. It’s your birthday. Charlie Jo may be back in town. It’s perfect.

Oh. I don't know. Charlie's not much of a party person.

Not from what I can tell. I’ve only seen Charlie Jo at parties, and I’m sure she’ll be happy to be free from jail or whatever.

Military school.

Same thing. I'd say she could use it.

[ Winnie sighs because she really wasn’t ready for something extravagant evEN.] That's the last thing she needs.

And you... know what she needs? After one homecoming dance?

[ A head shake and you can tell this conversation is making Winnie uncomfortable by the raising of her hand to her neck to hide that hickey from so long ago] Besides her and Miguel don't necessarily get along. They wouldn’t be able to be so much as the same room as each other.

So don't invite him? 

What?!

I think a break from each other is what you too need. 

He needs me.

He needs someone to put up with his shit and tell him he's pretty, and I think he's finally realized that you're the perfect person for that, but you know what I think-- I think that it's unfair. We've been here for you all this time, and now suddenly he's in the picture. He wasn't there for you all those times he's made you cry. 

[ A lengthy pause of breath because it's been unleashed, Abby hates Miguel like all the other cheerleaders lol.]

I think you've had enough of his pushing and pulling. I mean, I still can’t believe you’ve forgiven him for the cousin thing, and then the cousin at homecoming thing. All he does is hurt you, Winnie. You deserve better.

[ An eye twitch at that dEserVE WORD.] I love him that’s why I forgive him, and he’s changed. 

That's fine and dandy, but you should really learn to love yourself first and realize that he's not as great as you think he is.

[ Abby’s let go of Winifred’s hair, because I’m sure the soccer boys are now piling out of the gym or whatever.]

Anyways, I’m late for jounalism, but while I’m there I'll work on invitations for this weekend, and send you pics, along with a guest list, party decorations, and other things. Love ya. K. 

[ And she’s off before Winnie can disrupt this. yIKEs. ] 

[punkscowardschampions]

Junior & Nancy

Junior: Umm, girl Junior: What was that all about? Nancy: He doesn't like me and the feeling's mutual Nancy: Not my fault I haven't done Irish for as long as you all have Junior: Mr Kelly is the least offensive teacher going, he doesn't dislike anyone Junior: Yeah its shitty, don't know why you couldn't have had a free but you know, not losing the culture and all that Junior: Not the end of the world if you get a bad mark though Nancy: Tell that to my latest assignment, it's got his red pen all over it Nancy: Thanks, exactly. Like I couldn't used the free to work on something that actually matters Nancy: But no, pile more work on the dyslexic student, hey Junior: Whoa, alright Junior: I don't think he controls how he has to mark or your schedule Junior: not a personal vendetta but something more has got your back up Junior: Gay spidey senses Nancy: Maybe, maybe not Nancy: I'm having a bad day and he's not helping Nancy: You know when you see something that you just cannot unsee Junior: You know where and who I live with, yes? Junior: Of course I have Junior: What's got you spooked? Nancy: The straights Nancy: Or, to be more articulate about it, the whole mixed messages dilemma Junior: Ahh, you're being IRL queer-baited Junior: who even? apart from the known suspects, most of the girls in our year act painfully straight Junior: could be a coverup but that is DEEP cover Nancy: It's really not Nancy: Most of the girls in our year are painfully straight and therefore are awkward around me Junior: Same but flip reverse it Junior: that's just because I'm awkward though, can't really push that on them when I'm closeted af Junior: sooooo, older or younger? Nancy: Older Nancy: I like her so much, I can't think about anything else, least of all Irish with that prick Nancy: I think she likes me too....no, I know she does Junior: Has she told you? Nancy: She doesn't have to say it, and she can't, she's with someone, but she shows me Junior: Oh, okay Junior: so you're hooking up on the low? Nancy: No. But I can wait until she's single Nancy: It'll be better that way anyway Junior: Yeah, better not to have the overlap if you can Junior: Don't want to be homewrecking Junior: So, when's she gonna break up with 'em, has she said? Nancy: I don't know. I don't wanna push her but it is getting to me. Obviously Junior: Understandable Junior: Shouldn't really keep you waiting Junior: Having two on the go, never an excuse tbh Junior: if she's decided then she needs to put the other out of their misery Junior: and you, like Nancy: I knew you'd understand Nancy: Casual relationship guru over here Nancy: You're gonna be such a good boyfriend for whoever you get with Junior: So easy to talk when you've got no experience, like Junior: N'awwh, there she is, lil miss ray of sunshine Nancy: I'm calming down Nancy: Still think he's a prick though Junior: Well that's alright with me Junior: I don't see it but I'll keep it to myself if you can keep it in around him next time, like Nancy: I'll do my best. Better than today at any rate Junior: He seemed genuinely shocked, Nance Junior: wouldn't be surprised if he tries and talks to you Junior: see what's up, maybe its just a misunderstand Nancy: Oh god he better not Nancy: Not if I'm gonna try and be on good behavior Nancy: Can I just tell him I'm a man-hating lesbian stereotype and have done with it? Junior: Might get away with it Junior: They won't want you shouting about how they're punishing you for being gay so Nancy: True Junior: Think you will get -1000 gay karma points for lying about being persecuted though so Junior: Think about it Nancy: I'm fine with that, the bullying that got me here had homophobic undertones and I never shouted about it Nancy: Some kind of balance? Junior: True Junior: In that case...go for your life? Junior: Probably still no but I'll leave it up to your conscience Nancy: Thanks June Junior: You're welcome Junior: You know you can tell me anything, right? Nancy: You're the best friend everyone deserves Nancy: I'm glad you're mine though Junior: and I'm glad you're mine Junior: even if you're trying to take us in a bad girl way I'm not sure I can pull off as convincingly Junior: do my best though Nancy: You've got the stare and pout Nancy: That's most of the battle I think Junior: Thanks genetics! Junior: Giving the look if not the confidence Nancy: Nobody our age has real confidence, not even the mean girls Junior: Do you think? Junior: I think my sister does Junior: but maybe everyone seems to in comparison to me Nancy: Your sisters are forces of nature tbh Nancy: It's no wonder you feel how you do Junior: Yeah Junior: I wouldn't wish they burned any less brightly for my benefit but Junior: It is what it is Nancy: I know what you mean Nancy: I wish my brother's ego was sized a little better, to leave some room for me Junior: I can see that Junior: Doesn't leave room to co-exist never mind compete Nancy: Exactly Junior: Has he got any better with talking to you lately? Nancy: No Nancy: I think he's trying actively to be worse and put me off trying Junior: That's lovely Junior: What does he think he's up to that its so important he can't spare you a second? Nancy: His conquests. Although how he treats them proves how unimportant they are to him Nancy: If I ever treat a girl like that please shoot me. You have my full permission Junior: Eurgh Junior: Aside from the obvious, how he manages to convince anyone its a good idea to get with him at this point is beyond me Junior: I'll have to, matter of defending honour Nancy: That must mean he only needs the obvious Nancy: That would work on plenty of girls from my old school honestly Nancy: God help them Junior: And here Junior: thankfully we are not graced with sire's presence that often Nancy: If he knew I had any crushes at any point ever I dread to think Junior: Cringe factor or? Nancy: I hope he wouldn't try and get with anyone I like just to prove he can, but I can't say I'm sure that wouldn't happen Nancy: At least she's above being interested in someone like him Junior: That's so messed up and weird Junior: calm down the twin rivalry Junior: a small blessing Nancy: As far as I know he's not into older women either so that's another Junior: Let's take that as gospel 'cos neither of us needs to have that conversation Junior: he'd be far too into it and it'd get real creep zone Nancy: Agreed, as much as I'd like him to talk to me I'm not stooping to that level Junior: He'll come around Junior: just enjoying his raging hormones to the fullest Nancy: It's a shame boys don't mature faster than girls Nancy: I'm in for a long wait for him to come around Junior: Maybe he'll become even worse and you'll be glad of the break? Junior: One can only hope Nancy: Now that's likely Nancy: I can unleash my anger on him instead of Irish class Junior: Yes, perfect! Nancy: This is why you're BFF material Nancy: Such good ideas Nancy: It just inspires me to be my best Junior: Never let it be said we were forced together by birth again Junior: Plenty of options in that pool, people Nancy: The truest word Nancy: You did not have to be this selective Nancy: 💛 Junior: 🌈💞 Junior: ugh, there goes the bell Nancy: Once more into the breach...is that how that goes? Nancy: Catch up soon Junior: TTFN

[ayeun]

What a long week.

Just last Saturday, my brother and his wife were on good terms again (they decided to break up and give each other space). Thanks to spring break, their two kids went to New Jersey with my parents, leaving my brother and sis-in-law alone. As it turns out, they are children who cannot be left unattended.

My sis-in-law had been sneaking out sleeping with her “best friend” who had confessed his love to her the day he found out they were no longer together. My sis-in-law always told me that she wasn’t going to jump into the relationship, that she told him that she enjoyed the single life. This guy is nice but he’s a fucking homewrecker. Seriously. I’m surprised everything is falling into his plan so well, tbh. 

Just last night, my brother called me at 2:30 am telling me to lock the door on her and to not let her in. My sis-in-law messaged me thirty minutes later, saying that my brother went over to her now-boyfriend’s house and started throwing the trash cans and bikes in their front yard and screaming outside the door demanding her to come home with him so that she can pack all her shit. I was the mediator in this and called to make sure he wasn’t touching her. Even went as far as staying up until 5 am to watch her pack and help her bring all her stuff outside. I feel bad for letting Bernard stay with me the whole time, watching this happen and helping her move.

Today, I went on a double-date with her and her new boyfriend, just to have a look at their chemistry. We ate at a BBQ place, then headed over to the movies. If I were to describe my time with them, it would be distant and awkward. I was with Bernard this whole time, but she seemed to be really unfazed by what happened. I understand that she’s in a fresh new relationship right now with “someone better”, but at the same time, I don’t know how to feel about her hugging and kissing him every time I look over. It’s as if she never loved my brother in the first place, jumping head first into the relationship just to forget about him. My sis-in-law and I usually have great conversations together but, today? It’s as if she’s a completely new person. Both Bernard and I tried to start up and follow through with conversations. We ended up getting more out of her boyfriend than herself. Maybe a lot was on her mind, but I didn’t like how off-putting she was, especially since it was a double date--y’know, something that was supposed to be fun and enjoyable.

The last thing that ticked us off was the fact that she didn’t seem to have a single concern about her actions and how it would affect the children. I want to believe that she does, but as Bernard put it-- she seemed extremely “selfish” today.

I know I can’t do anything about my boyfriend going back home tomorrow night, but I really wish he could be physically here with me to see this through. I wonder what my parents will say, what HER parents will say, how the kids will react and who they will choose to be with.

All my parent’s efforts to raising and putting money into the kids and their well-being will be for nothing. My parents don’t deserve this shit. And my brother? A decade of a “marriage” all gone to waste. I don’t know who I should support, I don’t know what to think anymore. I just want their childishness to stop.

[pinupgal]

Basic Information

Full Name: Madison Alice Proudmoore

Nickname(s): Maddie

Age: 19

Date of Birth: omg stop

Hometown: Lordaeron Capital, Lordaeron

Current Location: Dalaran

Ethnicity: Lordaeron - human

Nationality: Lordaeronian

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She / her

Orientation: Biromantic and bisexual

Religion: Voodoo (the Voodoo she practices is most similar to Louisiana Voodoo)

Political Affiliation: She doesn’t really appreciate the idea of living in a monarchy (unless she gains privileges from the system, as it was when she lived in Lordaeron lmao). She despises the unfair distribution of resources, the absolutism, etc. That said, she likes Varian and Anduin as people, and would be much more vocal about her political beliefs were she less fond of them.

Occupation: Voodoo Queen, Princess™

Living Arrangements: She has always lived very comfortably.

Language(s) Spoken: Common, Orcish, Thalassian (in process of learning)

Accent: Lordaeronian Common

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Zoe Kravitz

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Russet

Height: 157 cm/5′1′’ (going by her face claim here, but may change, seeing how both her parents are giants)

Weight: 59 kilograms/120 pounds

Build: Reasonably healthy - not fit or skinny, necessarily. A little chubby.

Tattoos: None, currently

Piercings: (x.)

Clothing Style: She rarely wears armor, even to battles, because she’s Vain And ‘’’’’’Dumb’’’’’’’’’’ As Hell™ so her clothing is more casual and less suited for battle. Her concerns are more whether she looks good, rather than feels good or is safe. She can kind of get away with it though, because she rarely fights so?? The style itself is very versatile, so as to appeal to everyone - she likes pastels and very dark colors and she often dresses revealingly bc what is getting stabbed in the stomach bc you weren’t fit to fight in those clothes. The goal is to make people fall in love with her at first sight, basically. She spends a lot of time on her outfits, hair, and makeup and is very obsessed with maintaining her appearance.

Usual Expression: Approachable. She has a sort of perpetual smile going on, where the corners of her mouth are naturally tilted upwards and her eyes are naturally very bright and full of life.

Distinguishing Characteristics: Prominent forehead, full, thick brows and lashes, captivating eyes, large lips, freckles dusting her nose bridge, Jawline™, eerie resemblence to her mother, Jaina Proudmoore

Health

Physical Ailments: None

Neurological Conditions: I don’t really feel comfortable aligning her with a neurological condition just yet, due to a lack of knowledge over them, so currently none. May change.

Allergies: Dog fur, not being given enough attention tbh

Sleeping Habits: Up to the destruction of Theramore, like an infant. Very healthy yada yada. She had experienced frequent nightmares after Lordaeron was razed to the ground by Dad, but in due time, she developed her drug habits, which took care of that by providing her with dreamless nights. When Theramore was destroyed, however, she began having problems with not sleeping at all and then sleeping too much for days on end.

Eating Habits: She generally tries to abstain from eating too unhealthy, but she has very poor self control. She lives for the adoration of others and pleasures (and the destruction of her enemies), so she doesn’t hold herself back.

Exercise Habits: She does very basic stretching exercises for about 15 minutes before bed, after waking up and sometime during the day.

Emotional Stability: like a -3 tbh. I mean currently it’s not as bad but if she had to step out of her comfort zone (ex. experience isolation, fall in love etc.) she couldn’t handle it.

Sociability: Extremily social and extroverted. Can have a maximum of half an hour alone alone each day. Fears isolation to a point where she’d rather spend time with a complete stranger than alone. Has no real friends tho lol.

Body Temperature: Average, if not slightly above the norm

Addictions: Various drugs and alcohol, love, adoration of others

Drug Use: Frequent

Alcohol Use: Frequent

Personality

Label: the Puppet Master, the Vanity Girl, the Impulsive, the Romantic, the Lustful, the Heartbreaker, the Homewrecker, the Mermaid (not literally), the Magician, the Merciless, the Persuasive, the Provoker, the Performer, the Proficient, the Vain, (I wrote down all that I felt applied to her)

Positive Traits: Adventurous, sociable, romantic, generous, open - minded, friendly, easygoing, intuitive, empathetic, ambitious, charming, heroic, compassionate, brave

Negative Traits: Easily bored, lustful, overly emotional, manipulative, deceptive, liar, arrogant, bitchy, clingy, cunning, dishonest, flirtatious, irresponsible, reckless, inconsistent, unfaithful, impulsive, indecisive, obsessive, selfish, self-centred, self-indulgent, unreliable, unpredictable, untrustworthy, vain, vengful

Goals/Desires: To be loved by e v e r y o n e

Fears: Isolation, not being liked, losing her mother, looking ugly (ikr :((((), her father (:’((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((()

Hobbies: Magic, Voodoo, looking pretty, partying, fashion, talking to people, psychology

Habits: Chews her lips, twirls her hair, wrinkles her nose, licks her teeth, frequent drug and alcohol use

Favourites

Weather: Hot, without a cloud in the sky - night and day

Colour: Pink, White, Black, Red

Music: She has the most basic and also bizzare taste in music lmao. I am not sure what genres they have in Azeroth, but she’d like Pop, Hip Hop, R&B, Punk Rock and Indie Pop.

Movies: Romantic movies are her shit tbh. Thrillers as well

Sport: Tennis ?? idk

Beverage: She seems like a cognac type of gal

Food: Junk food - french fries, burgers, Pizza, hot dogs etc. Chocolate and ice cream as well.

Animal: Bunnies

Family

Father: ugh Arthas Menethil

Mother: Jaina Proudmoore

Sibling(s): none

Children: none

Pet(s): none

Family’s Financial Status: Wealthy

Extra

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

MBTI: ESFP

Enneagram: the Performer/the Romantic

Temperament: Sanguine

Hogwarts House: Gryffrindor/Slytherin

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Primary Vice: Lust

Primary Virtue: Kindness

Element: Fire