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@lmatsu
KARAMATSU GIRLS - Kylee Henke
It’s exactly what you think it is.
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HOLY FUCKING SHIT EVERYONE NEEDS TO LISTEN TO THIS
FORGET EVERY POP SINGER WITHIN THE LAST TWO DECADES. REPLACE WITH KYLEE HENKE.
Nyaa chan master post for all your nyaa chan needs (and references)
even more fucking text memes!
symbols:
send ☀ for a good fucking morning text
send ✉ for a un fucking sent text
send ❤ for an i fucking love you text
send ☾ for a good fucking night text
send ✔ for yes of course you fucking can text
send ✕ for of course fucking not text
send ✂ for a fucking lying text
send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text
send ♋ for a fucking sext
send ► for a fucking wrong person text
send ☢ for a fucking drunken text
actual texts:
txt - "where the fucking hell are you ?"
txt - "i'm going to fucking kill you."
txt - "you looked so fucking hot today."
txt - "why the fuck did you say that?"
txt - "you're a fucking asshole."
txt - "did you fuck him/her?"
txt - "fuck, i did a bad thing."
txt - "you fucking infuriate me."
txt - "seriously, what the actual fuck?"
txt - "did you actually fucking do that?"
txt - "are you fucking drunk right now?"
txt - "i want to fuck you."
txt - "fuck right off."
txt - "i'm fucking sorry."
txt - "i won't fucking apologise."
txt - "this is your fucking fault."
txt - "you're fucking beautiful."
txt - "you're fucking ugly."
txt - "i can't actually believe you fucking did that."
txt - "i fucking despise you."
txt - "fuck."
txt - "i'm in the fucking hospital."
txt - "why the fuck did you do that?"
txt - "i've been fucking arrested."
txt - "i've broken my fucking arm."
txt - "just fucking shut up already."
txt - "lets have fucking shower sex."
txt - "send me fucking pictures."
txt - "n0 of cours im nt fvbking drunk!!"
txt - "i want you fucking naked."
txt - "fuck, that wasnt meant for you."
send me a word! || learn all about my muse's physical features!
[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.
[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.
[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.
[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.
[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.
[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.
[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.
[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.
[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.
[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.
[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usualy stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.
[other]: any other obscure feature or tiny detail that the asker is interested in, could include fantastical elements such as a tail, wings, horns, must be stated by asker, etc.
@lmatsu
❤– A disguise wasn’t necessary, without her signature outfit, ears, and paws, her only recognizable feature was the green streaks in her otherwise roseate hair. If anyone did seem to recognize her, she thought to herself, just pretend it isn’t you, break the character you were so used to being on stage. All she wanted was one quick trip out, with none of her mostly older, male, otaku fans following her around. With a deep sigh, she took out her phone, not paying attention to her surroundings, which would prove to be a mistake as her shoulder hit another walking past, causing the device to strike the ground, the screen cracking just a tiny bit. She looked up to see a face that looked somewhat familiar, trying her best to not make eye contact.
“Awh shit.” Osomatsu huffed, taking a deep breath before bending down to grab this clumsy girl’s phone. He had already been having a slightly shitty day; he woke up with a headache, Jyushimatsu refused to quiet down even slightly after Oso told him, Karamatsu being ridiculously over-bearing by forcing him to lie down and trying to nurse his headache away, and then he was yelled at by Choromatsu when he told him he was going for a walk.
And now, he just had to bump into some girl and cause her screen to crack. There was no way Oso was going to be able to replace it, so despite his horrible day, he decided to try and be kind so she hopefully wouldn’t want him to pay for it.
“Sorry about that.” He smiled, handing her the phone back.
Continuation from ❦
lmatsu
*the cutie❦*—The younger was taken aback. Did he just… shout at him? This was a rare thing to happen. Something was definitely up. Todomatsu tried to approach his older brother, but he was hesitant.
“O-osomatsu-niisan…? Are you hiding something?” He asked in a soft voice. “Please, you have to open up too.”
Pushing himself off the ground, since he had been sitting in the middle of the living room, Osomatsu groaned. Him, hiding something? Well, it wouldn’t be the first time. He hid many things, usually his brother’s things just to pick on them, but this time he was hiding something a lot more valuable.
His feelings.
And given he was drunk beyond belief, he didn’t have any filter.
“Maybe I am… But why would you care? You just care about yourself.” His tone harsh and choppy.
Get to know my muse a little better! Send a symbol and my muse will talk about that thing in relation to themselves.
💏 sexual orientation
❤️ romantic orientation
💑 views on monogamy or polyamory
⚧ gender,pronouns, etc
⚪ race, ethnicity, etc
🔲 religion/beliefs
🔵 mental illness/disorders
🚬 addictions
💉 phobias
💃 disabilities
🌻 allergies
💅 (asker specifies what they want talked about)
💇 (up to mun to decide what they want to talk about)
&&. OSOMATSU
@karamatsvno
Osomatsu had a slight smile on his face as he walked home, his mother having sent him to the convenience store for milk for dinner. He had the single bag hanging around his wrist while his hands were in his pockets, his fingers playing with each other. He was in a particularly good mood, he had an extra few yen left over after he bought the milk, so he was able to treat himself to a chocolate bun. He couldn’t wait to get home and eat it in front of his brother, since he was the one who had to go because they all refused.
His excitement to get home lead him to not pay attention to the sound of footsteps behind him. He wasn’t even 100 feet from his house when he felt hands on his body, next feeling his back slam against a wall. Osomatsu let out a pained yell, squeezing his eyes shut as his body started aching. “Don’t….Please.” He muttered, knowing nothing good was going to follow.
QUIETLY and STEALTHILY.
stalking the other from the shadows, Karamatsu moved E X A C T L Y how a predator would. he could feel a sick smirk slither onto his pale features; not once had this kid bothered glancing back since he left the convenient store. good, it made things easier for him. even so, he still kept a steady distance in case he was caught yet kept close so he could easily swipe his prey into a corner to feed the monster that resided within his very being.
and now was that time. once the half-witch was positive there weren’t going to be any witnesses around, he finally made his move, dragging his prey into the darkness of an alleyway and pinning him against the wall. Kara opened his mouth to reveal a set of DEADLY fangs that glittered under the dim light. fangs that were ready to plunge into supple flesh and T E A R it from RAW BONE. and he would have done just that——– if he hadn’t recognized the voice. Kara immediately released his brother, stunned.
“ O-OSOMATSU—— ？！！”
Even though it was dark, Osomatsu could tell exactly who it was. And it hurt him more than any physical harm ever could.
“K-kara...” He breathed, all the air leaving his chest. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, who he was seeing. The person in front of him didn’t seem like his brother. Not only did he not look like the Karamatsu he had known, he actually hurt Oso. As painful as Kara was, he never, ever hurt any of them.
After standing shocked for a few seconds, Osomatsu couldn’t contain himself. He had seen the changes in Kara, seen him become more recluse, more withdrawn, and now he knew why.
And he was angry.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!!”
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{To: Jyushi} : Little bro! Guess what! (:
@murasakimatsu
❝ i’m fine. i always look like this… ❞ ichimatsu replied monotonously, hiding his gaze from the other. oso usually left him alone to wallow in his own self pity, but something must have made him believe this was serious.
and maybe it was. but he wouldn’t talk. not now, anyways.
Osomatsu sighed quietly, knowing better than to accept Ichi’s words as truth. He knew his brother, he had no choice considering they were together almost every moment of every day, and he could tell that that whatever the look that on his face was, it was more than just his normal look. “Ichimatsu... I know something’s wrong.” He said, trying to give Ichi an outlet, “You can talk to me if you need it, you know that?”
Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
“Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!”
“So what if I did!” Osomatsu snapped, too drunk off his ass to care about how rude he was.
❝ You know that look indoor cats get when they finally escape the house, then immediately regret it? That look is written all over you face right now… You okay? ❞
Osomatsu looked over to Ichimatsu, shocked that his brother was actually curious about how he was. Not wanting to actually admit that something was bothering him, Oso just smiled, “I’m fine! Just a little out of it.”
@karamatsvno
Osomatsu had a slight smile on his face as he walked home, his mother having sent him to the convenience store for milk for dinner. He had the single bag hanging around his wrist while his hands were in his pockets, his fingers playing with each other. He was in a particularly good mood, he had an extra few yen left over after he bought the milk, so he was able to treat himself to a chocolate bun. He couldn’t wait to get home and eat it in front of his brother, since he was the one who had to go because they all refused.
His excitement to get home lead him to not pay attention to the sound of footsteps behind him. He wasn’t even 100 feet from his house when he felt hands on his body, next feeling his back slam against a wall. Osomatsu let out a pained yell, squeezing his eyes shut as his body started aching. “Don’t....Please.” He muttered, knowing nothing good was going to follow.
“When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” (gamewinningsmile)
“Haha, about that...” Osomatsu replied, laughing to himself. “It’s been about... 3 days.”
karamatsuu
“Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
Osomatsu slowly faded in and out of consciousness, his brain too drunk to stay awake. He had gone out to pachinko and won for once, deciding to reward himself with glass after glass of beer at chibita’s. He drank, and before he knew it, he was stumbling inside the house and collapsing onto the couch. “I-I mm fine…” He hiccuped.
