if any of the matsus were to have munchausen syndrome by proxy it definitely would be choro

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if any of the matsus were to have munchausen syndrome by proxy it definitely would be choro
that was a dream i had, i had to embellish it a lil
Jyushi is staying at home, just a week after he gave birth to his child. it was a phantom pregnancy, nobody had any idea until he was carted off to a hospital, not even Jyushimatsu. He looked down on the infant feeding off his chest but did not coo or even smile.
It was clear to him that his parents were disappointed with him, they haven't looked at him with anything resembling affection ever since Jyushi came home. They didn't say a single bad word to him and helped him take care of their grandchild, but he knew what they thought of him - he was an irresponsible jobless slut who couldn't even name the father!
He didn't like how he felt less like a man after the childbirth. He didn't like how hormones changed his appearance. He hated that his child needed to feed on his "mother".
He resented his child, and he hated himself for it. It's not the kid's fault it was born to such an awful person. It's a helpless little thing that requires Jyushimatsu's love and affection, but he couldn't give it. He thought about how his mother must have felt when she had him and his brothers and wondered if she ever thought like that about them... Not that he would ever ask her about it. What kind of awful person would ask that about their kids...
He sighed and apologized to the kid. Probably not for the last time.
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i was gestating this for too long for how short it was @maybe-benjamin
jyushi asks mom to go buy women's clothing with him (but he's a guy???)
Matsuyo peacefully drank tea in the kitchen when Jyushimatsu comes up to her, rubbing his head with his sleeved hand and averting his gaze.
"Mom, can we go buy clothes together?"
The woman was surprised. "Huh? Why do you need my help?"
"Moooom, don't make me say it!"
"Jyushimatsu, you're an adult."
He sighed. "I want to go buy women's clothes, and I think a guy like me would stick out in the women's section all alone... I don't want people to stare!"
That... was much more surprising. She stood up, not saying a word, and came close to Jyushimatsu, her expression is unreadable.
"What is the meaning of this?" She asked sternly, making Jyushimatsu sweat bullets.
"I... Don't really want to be seen as a guy all the time, but I don't have any girly clothes to wear..."
"Don't want to be seen as a guy?" She raised an eyebrow.
Jyushimatsu lowered his head in shame. "I know how much you and dad did to help me become a man. I said that it was the only thing I wanted, but I changed my mind, and now all you did was for nothing. Sorry for being a burden."
Matsuyo looked down upon her child as he was apologizing to her. Jyushimatsu was expecting her to start lecturing as he finished, but she only huffed and smiled.
"Good grief, you're like a leaf in the fall! I have to admit that you are a burden; because you don't have a job, not because of who you are." She hugged her child while he recoiled in surprise.
"Eh!? You're not mad?"
"Of course not! I just want you to be happy, what is a few thousand yen for that?"
Jyushimatsu laughed in relief. Even though he knew that she still saw him as a burden, he was glad that she accepted him nonetheless. Some things just can't change, he thought.
"Alright, let's go! How was that, "hustle, hustle"?
"Muscle, muscle!"
"Mhm! Can we call it a mother-daughter shopping trip?"
"How about "Mom-Jyushimatsu shopping trip"?
"So you still want to be called that?"
"I really like this name! Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle!"
"Hustle, hustle!"
when my bud was mentioning rimworld in his posts that made me giggle cuz yeah i was his dealer eheheeh
bcs is peak btw @vampyr-ism
i wonder if you two enjoyed the new season lmao
whenever there's a new osomatsu-san artist on tumblr both antis and proshippers repost their stuff and gush over how good their art is until the artist inevitably takes a side
in my head it looks like divorced parents trying to bribe their kid with gifts so the kid sides with them against the other parent (except only one of them is chill because proshipper artists do not announce right out the gate that they don't want proshippers to interact lol)
I have a headcanon that Eitarou's mother is an enby lol
but if she's an enby i start feeling bad about jyushi visiting their house every night to play with eitarou </3
jyushi would find out she's non-binary based on little things like pins or enby flag colored clothes she only wears on special occasions cuz she just doesn't tell about it to strangers
then jyushi would question eitarou about it and he will just have no idea cuz she thinks it's not the best time to tell him about her gender when her child is struggling
I know it's a bit late but here's the draft for my introduction post!
Please feel free to tell me if you want me to mention anything specific, I want to get along with everyone! (i suffer from RSD but i am working on it lol)
Call me Raf, I am an osomatsu-san fan and I am friendly to BLmatsus! I am profiction and proship, and also I am a shotacon who enjoys age gap BL ships the most. This blog is nsfw ehe :3
My favorite matsus ships are suuji and jyushitarou but I can fuck with anything! Jyushitarou has a very special place in my heart, and you can block the tag #jyushitarou if you don't want to see it!
DNI antis and minors. I am willing to interact with people who are under 20 but I will treat you with kid gloves lol. Please don't get offended, this is largely due to an incident with a minor who lied about their age when they followed me last time.