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Send “👟” for my muse to throw a shoe at yours
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🌸 ; Yikes, nothing like hearing those words again. Its been awhile since he’s been called that. He heard it often enough in high school, and quite a bit afterwards, but it still kind of stung. Especially coming from his own sibling.
Although he could feel the grip loosen, it didn’t give him any reason to move. He wasn’t going to. There was no point fighting a battle he can’t win. “Maybe you’re so offended because you know what I’m saying is true.
‘ why won’t you hit me? why won’t you hit me? i’m garbage, you remember. i’m guilty, please hit me. i’ve been a dirty bastard, give me what i deserve. ‘
the words he couldn’t say. he felt bad. he said he didn’t. and for a long time, he told himself he didn’t, but he did. and he couldn’t escape the feeling. it stayed with him, weighing on his body. he could feel it crushing his sinking chest. and he knew that it would never go away. he was guilty. guilty, guilty of every crime under the sun.
and worse, even- he would do it all over again if given the chance. and he hated that. he hated himself for it. he hated himself already- but this was just another reason to.
he felt broken. this was the feeling, the actions of a man who has broken beyond repair. who else would do this? he couldn’t think of a single, sane human being who would’ve done that. he was sick in the head, he told himself. he didn’t just tell himself that, no- he knew. something was wrong with him, and he knew it- he could identify the sick thoughts- but he didn’t know why or how.
he could feel the pent up anger and resentment and fear and sadness gnaw at his gut. he felt ill the more he thought about it. his heart was drowning in a sea of bile and regret that filled his body up to the core.
“ why do you hate me so much, todomatsu-nii-san? “
🌸 ; He should’ve seen that one coming. Honestly, he deserved it. The aggression wasn’t something he’d never seen before from the fourth son anyway. It was all becoming weirdly normal.
Of course he didn’t fight back. He wouldn’t stand a chance in a physical fight with him. All he had going for him was that tongue that shot venom. He couldn’t even rub at his swelling cheek because his hands were pinned down. “I like how I’m the piece of shit in this situation.”
“ listen, faggymatsu,” the words were filled with bile and ill intent, “maybe this wouldn’t have happened if you just shut up, huh?“
he loosened his grip on todomatsu’s hands, purposely giving him a chance to fight back- not enough to let him escape, but just enough to where he could get a hit in.
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🌸 ; Well, fam, it was time to die. Totty knew pushing all his buttons would certainly make him snap, but he should’ve considered the fact that Ichimatsu is an entire foot taller than him. Struggling against his grip, he hissed at the other, “Then what? Fuck my unconscious body?” Don’t think he forgot.
he decked todomatsu, at a loss for words. what was there to say? he could say something in his defense- they both knew what he was talking about- but it wasn’t exactly something he wanted to discuss.
he said the first thing that came into his mind. “ fuck you, you piece of shit brother! ”
that one thought opened up the flood gates. his mind began racing, his head began pulsing, he started to shake ‘ fight back, totty! why won’t you fight back ?!? ‘
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. NAME / ALIAS: skylar II. BIRTHDAY: october 22 III. ZODIAC SIGN: libra IV. HEIGHT: 5′5 ½ V. TIME: 1:33 pm VI. SLEEP: i usually sleep 10 pm-8 am VII. FAVORITE BOOKS: solipsist by henry rollins VIII. FAVORITE ARTISTS: 021, yuenny, satoshi kon IX. LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: black swan XI. COLLEGE: san francisco academy of the arts XII. DREAM JOB: illustrator XIII. THE MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL: peccavi is an admission of guilt or sin, and my ichimatsu is very, very guilty.
🌸 ; “Will you though? Who else would you harass if you killed me?”
no more words, no more gods, just me and my yeehaws. ichimatsu didn’t say a word, didn't even look at him, there was no warning when he went it on the attack. he tackled todomatsu, pinning him to the ground.
“maybe i won’t kill you... uhuhuhu... i’ll just maim you and beat you to a pulp.”
🌸 ; “Golly, for someone who was so quick to say all these bad things about me like some big tough guy, you sure get your panties in a twist real quick.”
“ todomatsu. if you don’t be quiet, i will kill you. “
“ did you not HEAR ME?! i told you to SHUT THE FUCK UP, IDIOT. “
“ SHUT UP! and NEVER talk to me again, GAYMATSU! “
“ i think that stupid, IRRITATING assholes should just leave the house, especially if they’re the type that thinks they’re better than all of their brothers, despite being a stupid, shitty NEET like the rest of them. “
“i’d rather spend time with cats than with a disgusting, tasteless asshole. “
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
“ just like i said... no taste “
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“ worthless. bad taste. doesn’t know how to take someone worthwhile to a mixer. almost as bad as the painful one. “
“ hm..? you wanted me to get ready? well, i never planned on going anyway. sorry. "“