#wicked attraction

[fantrollrumpus]

You can't make heads or tails of anything Aibell is currently saying.

Some bitch named Tifany tried to "step to him" and now Aibell is "'bout ready to curb stomp her fugly bootlegged troll martins." ???

You can only nod your head and grunt your approval, your violin laying abandoned in it's case.

So much for practice... But it's hard to say no to him.

Aibell belongs to @nekotrolls

[nekotrolls]

[satsuisquad]

>Aibell: Buy a Gift

Is it a gift if you're buying it with money that the recipient gave you?

That's a thinker.

Thinking, however, is not your strong suit. Shopping is! Even though you're a dirty lime, here you are casually browsing the jewelry display cases without a care in the world. Being a piece of property has its perks. Everyone in this district knows who you are, and more importantly who gives you your allowance. They might not be respectful, but they do know not to physically fuck with you.

Yesterday morning you had a fight with your mate--your mate, you repeat to yourself. It's an important distinction. It means you don't have to hold your tongue and defer to his will, it means you're equals even if he holds your life in the form of paperwork. You had a fight, probably over something trivial since you can't remember the cause. This in itself isn't cause for alarm, when the fuck aren't you fighting? The fact that you haven't seen him since is what has been eating at you all evening.

Apologies don't come easy to you, you never know when things are your fault and require apology. Rather than make a gamble, you're going to buy him something pretty! That's a good compromise, isn't it? Sure, the money came from him but it's the thought that counts! You didn't spend it on popsicles and lingerie. That's a gift.

You're thinking of him, of course. You always are. He sometimes aggravates you to no fucking end, but the fact that you're allowed to feel that frustration just makes your black little heart swell.

"I want that." You say suddenly, a gloved finger pressing on the top of the case.

The girl behind the display doesn't even give you a glance. Bitch. You're the only customer in this second-rate shitshow. You clear your throat.

"Excuse me." Honey and venom dripping from your silky voice. You stare her down. "Give me that."

"Oh." She says finally. A snotty little jade. Not even worth a bite, jades taste like shit. "Sorry. Didn't notice you there."

Bitch, bitch, bitch.

You pin up a smile, one that doesn't reach your eyes of course. "Anyway. The tie pin."

She looks at it like a speck of dirt on a pristine table linen. Clearly she noticed the citrine gem that almost perfectly matches your eyes. Eyes that you refuse to hide behind contacts, a little fuck you to everyone in the district.

If T'licum was here she'd probably be more chatty and definitely be more polite. But she's dealing with you now, and it's obviously an unwelcome chore. You've paid in a matter of minutes, the small box clasped carefully in your hands as you practically sprint out the door. No time for pleasantries with this one, even if you did want to talk.

Back home! It's getting late, surely he should have been home by now. If he's coming home. Maybe this is too little too late, and you finally scared him off. The thought is one that almost constantly weighs on your mind, but you still keep pushing him. God, maybe you are stupid.

"T'licummmm!" You chime as you shove the door open.

No answer.

Darkness.

"It's fine. He's just late." You mutter to the voice in your head, shrieking in full panic mode.

YOU FUCKED UP, YOU FUCKED UP, YOU FUCKED UP.

It's like a fucking siren between your ears, and you continue to mumble to yourself that it's fine. It's fine.

Stepping gingerly into the livingblock, you realize there's something on the sofa. Something large, and...

You sigh.

Stupid idiot came home and crashed on the couch. Stupid, fat jerk didn't even text you.

Course, you didn't leave a note and he came back to an empty hive...

Just a couple of dumbasses, you are. Letting your hair down, you gently place the box on the table and invite yourself on the couch on top of him, eyes closing promptly.

"...Aibell?" He says, sleepily.

"Shut up." You reply tenderly. "Go back to sleep, bitch."

[nekotrolls]

Cheek to cheek 🎶

The bittersweet 🎶

[satsuisquad]

you ever just REALLY have to get something out so much that you can’t even focus on quality @textbookdoppelganger

[nekotrolls]

aibell and tilly have like the most problematic relationship on paper--literally on paper if we're gonna be honest because t'licum legally owns aibell but like

It was literally never about that in the slightest, like they have always been equals in each other's eyes and YES they are constantly antagonizing each other but it's their love language or some shit

if we're gonna be real honest they have such a healthy relationship it's disgusting

[nekotrolls]

Hey aibell how has your opinion of your matesprit changed since your first meeting?

... hehe. Instead of thinking I want to bully him, I know I want to.

God. I really thought he was one of those uptight fish bitches! I thought he'd just be such a bore. The last guy who had my title, what's his face, he haaaaated Tilly. Hated him! And I thought, god, what if I just. Accidentally keep inviting him to piss him off? The secretary got blamed anyway~

The more I saw him, the more I wanted to know him...!

All those fishes are the same, showing off, pretending to be so friendly to each other so they can stab each other in the back. No personalities. The way T'licum watched them, so conniving~ They didn't even notice because they were too busy sucking each other's bulges LOL. But I saw it.

Sigh.

When I first came here, I didn't think that we'd ever be the way we are today. I thought I would just be another pretty object, you know?

But he's so much more than one of those useless, stuffy heirs. Everything about him is just so... delicious. Haha! The way he smiles, the way he laughs. Even the little jabs he tries to make at me~

He lets me feel.

He's my heart, you know? Black and wicked as it may be, hehehe~♡

[nekotrolls]

📔 for AIBELL

Dear die-ary,

Hehehe.

Tonight was yet another boring, tedious dinner party. I got to eat with them because Fortua wanted to show off, so I got to choke down some gross filet mignon and listen to a bunch of tyrians talk about dumb shit like wine.

Course.

There was one there who--just when he thought no one was looking!!--looked just as bored as I felt. It was too cute. I'm sure he never realized I was looking because who really pays attention to me after the whole 'oh wow where did you get that' introduction.

I kind of wanted to bully him a little. ♡

I wonder if he'll come back? I think I wouldn't mind watching him again. Even the fake smile he had to wear at the table was nice. Hmmm. Maybe I can weasel his name out of Fortua's contacts. He barely pays attention to what I do anymore, LOL.

Hehehe. Yeah, I do wanna see this one again. I know what I'll do! I'll get ahold of his name, and stalk Fortua's secretary... and when he doesn't get invited to parties, I'll just send him the invites myself...!!

Hold your applause! Yes, I am a genius! ♡

Hehehe.

It's kind of fun to be invisible.