#HELP. I SOUNDS SO DERANGED R U KIDDING.

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🐉 u/mon-anarcho-capitalist • r/AmITheAsshole 1mo

AITA for beating the shit out of my dad?

(Everyone Sucks Here)

hey. so this thang happened recently and tbh i might need a second opinion. or a third opinion.

so I (6000~FtM) got kicked out of my dad's place like 400 years ago and all my siblings like threw me to the curb and took my clothes and tbh that wasn't an entirely baller move from them but whatever im over it.

my boyfriend/husband/older brother was suuuuper manipulated by our dad and he's the literal golden child so he was held to like ridiculous standards n shit so dad likes to beat the shit out of him a lot.

anyway

my other siblings (6 of em, not gonna bother giving names) are all kinda scared of our dad but im not a little pansy ass bitch so im shit-talking him to his face a lot which usually just gets my partner in huge trouble so i kinda stopped bc hey thags not cool n stuff yk

so i have this dumb fucking nephew i hate him so much anyway um we made him a depression meal bc he was sad and i hate his dumb little sad face so we all got him good food and my dad crashes this party and starts monologuing like a fucking supervillain it was so cringe stg you should've been there

he starts making my sister stab herself and totally brings the mood down but my nephew is all like "hey fuck this guy uncle capitalist you can bench like a million pounds and you're so strong and amazing" and i was like "yeah i am pretty great aren't I" and so my littlest sibling started throwing our dad around then we all ganged up on him and kicked the shit out of his ugly ass snake face.

we then brought him to a place that i cant legally talk about and made a real spectacle of beating him up aaaaand now my kid/little brother is a bit pissed at me and my other siblings for going too far.

so, reddit, my most trusted confidant, aita?

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Comments

💀u/Foreign_Doppelganger 1mo

INFO: what

🎷u/1877karsforkunts 1mo

my boyfriend/husband/older brother

my kid/little brother

yta just for this. what is wrong with your family.

💋u/ladym27meow 1mo

hard esh never leave this family nobody deserves to be inflicted with this

🔥u/Flamethrower-king-official 🥈🏅 1mo

true everyone here sounds so miserable to be around im so glad i don't know any of them irl

👽u/heartnessmonster 1mo

THE GUY FROM THE ROOMMATE MURDERER POST???

🐈u/Dementoduck74 1mo

im so glad i don't know any of them irl

no no no nof ucking way no way the guy from the parasite post knows the op of this post im literally shaking

🧝u/Eoniah_Reddit_Official 1mo

NTA, and Ferry needs to get a grip.

👽u/heartnessmonster 1mo

im going to launch myself into the center of the earth there is no actual fucking way the new ruler of eoniah knows BOTH these people

😶‍🌫️u/karmaroller3_ 1mo

OP I'm on my Hands and my Knees. DO YOU KNOW THE FAMILY FROM THE GODDAMN PARASITE POST???

🐉 u/mon-anarcho-capitalist OP 🏅🥈 1mo

can you please just answer my question faggot

🇬🇧u/lolagag9_ 1mo

ESH bc ur a capitalist and your dad sucks but for the love of God what is happening here

🗼u/northingtonsoop1325 1mo

i haven't gone to church in ten years and i think i might just to pray for these deranged horrible people

👾u/8bit-chump-muncher 1mo

OP where did the incest come from. OP? OP???

🪵u/woodyflamingofood 1mo

everyone in this post needs psychiatric help

🤖u/wires-and-bolts2 1mo

OP frequents r/bonersinpublic r/atheism r/christianity r/showerbeer and r/cigarettes this is all we need to know about him

🐉 u/mon-anarcho-capitalist OP 1mo

45.155.56.92

🤖u/wires-and-bolts2 1mo

did you seriously just doxx my ip?

🐉 u/mon-anarcho-capitalist OP 1mo

you mess with the bull you get the horns

🛶u/The_Ferryman_ 1mo

Avarice, please do not "vaguepost" about Lucifer and I on Reddit.

🐉 u/mon-anarcho-capitalist OP 1mo

kill yourself. badly.

👽u/heartnessmonster 1mo

they literally all know each other what the FUCK is happening is this an ARG??? WHAT IS THIS???

🗼u/northingtonsoop1325 1mo

> browses r/Christianity and r/Atheism

> name is Avarice

> dad's name is Lucifer

is this a demon from the Bible???

🔥u/Flamethrower-king-official 1mo

big if true

😶‍🌫️u/karmaroller3_ 1mo

big if true

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN JAMES

🐈u/Dementoduck74 1mo

u/Eoniah_Reddit_Official COME BACK PLEASE 🙏 YOURE THE ONLY SANE ONE HERE

Write an r/AmITheAsshole post told from your OC’s perspective. (Bonus: include replies from your other OCs.)

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y'all mind if i (spills unfiltered au thoughts all over the floor)

au where mark is a ghost who attaches himself to thatcher when he comes to check on mark after the school calls. mostly bc thatcher is the first real person he's seen in days, but he's conflicted bc (deranged hissing) c o p.

he sticks around just so he can knock thatcher's pens off his desk. maybe he starts fucking with the lights and doors and powerpoint presentations during meetings. generally just causing small problems on purpose

mayb one day he gets pissed off enough tht he throws smth bigger across the room & now every cop is staring at him horrified & o shit, he's visible now. he fades away back 2 intangible after a moment bc he surprised himself out of his own fit of anger & it's funny to watch the police panic thinking there's an alt. but thatcher is still like staring @ the spot where he was like he saw a ghost (ha) bc thatcher's the one who found his body & he knows who that is

n in the following days every time a pen gets swatted off his desk if he squints hard enough he can vaguely see the outline of a person. so he's being haunted by a dead kid he failed to protect, which is great and not at all soul crushing and miserable :)

maybe eventually he just like. buys a ouija board and after a solid hour of mark flinging the planchette around with reckless abandon out of sheer pettiness they finally have a conversation

somehow this leads to thatcher going to cesar's house? i guess? bc he's investigating the alternates or w/e and hey. no better place to get leads than a literal victim as awful as that sounds

cesar is a poltergeist in his house, raging bc his mom died :( + he got got + the alt is going after mark next!!! maybe doesn't realize he's already dead? or not fully lucid, anyway. he's definitely at least a little fucked up bc the alternate stealing his face

thatcher almost gets his shit folded by a delirious ghost but eventually mark is able to get cesar to calm down a little & he goes and wails in the corner bc mark is dead :( & thatcher is just awkwardly there w/ scratch marks like. this is fine

n then he can get the security cam footage n everything and mark is ghost depressed and not throwing thatcher's pens across the room with as much enthusiasm

when thatcher & ruth are in th house responding to the "home invasion" together thatcher doesn't notice the alternate silently trying to merc ruth behind him but mark definitely does and he just starts throwing shit and making as much noise as possible & gets both ruth and thatcher's attention. so ruth lives which is fun :) she's traumatized but that's ok everyone in mandela county is

poltergeist ces somehow tracking thatcher down & he's just losing his shit b4 mark and thatch realize he's trying to tell them something but is generall just too Generally Fucked Up to communicate well & it takes a few false starts w the ouija board for him to tell thatcher that there are two teens at his alternate infested house and one of them has gone into the basement, which is a VERY bad idea

jonah's spirit is in the car he and adam stole & he's just not having a good time. thatcher finds him first and takes a sec to investigate bc he's gotta and ends up w a wailing ghost attached to his sleeve just kinda screamin abt how he left someone named adam behind and thatcher has to help him

adam is injured and traumatized, but still mostly alive, which is great. jonah chills out a lil but is still kinda inconsolable. adam can see the ghosts bc he had a close call there & is just staring @ mark bc dude. how r u a l i v e rn. he's super not alive he's a ghost

that's all the thoughts i have so far ok bye

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hey!! what's the best way to get into hank pym's comics? also, what are your favorite issues that he's in? i feel like i need to read more of himmmmmmmm

HELLO yes i would LOVE to help thank u for enabling me... hank is one of those characters where i do think reading a good comic thga does him justice is really important on wherever u like him or hate him so. ty for allowing me to give my opinions n suggestions 🥺

avengers origins: ant-man and the wasp is what it says on the tin, an origin comic following hank and later janet's origin, the art is really nice and its a faithful enough adaption that i really like!

ant-man: season one is another origin comic that's a more au reinterpretation than a faithful adaption, but there are some things in this comic i really like, namely hank's relationship with bill which is an add on that i think really works. while i could be crazier at hank's father being rich & borderline abusive and maria inspiring his interest in insects its a fun little comic to read and certainly a good one for his backstory!

tales to astonish #27 (first appearance),  #35, #38, #39 honestly ppl rag on these comics a lot but if general 60s insanity doesn't bother you these comics r such a delight to read... they're just so ridiculous and fun, my personal favourites of these comics is #38 where hank reveals that his insects do what he tells them to just bc they like him which is just so funny... those r his fucking friends.

avengers: age of ultron #10 ai aka MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE HANK PYM ISSUE. it explores his family backstory, and gd its SO neurodivergent its incredible. i think by itself its one of the best, most accurate portrays of neurodivergency in children, at least i heavily related to it. it's just so hopeful and sweet too, it's honestly one of my go to comics to read.

AVENGERS A.I. some ppl dislike this version of hank but i absolutely ADORED him. this is the first comic to establish his bipolar disorder and i honestly rlly enjoyed it. it's not perfect but i think it does a really good job at giving more agency to hank with his neurodivergency, and his relationship with vision & victor mancha is so sweet.

avengers #379 - #383 this is a four issue series that is just really oddly deranged? it's fun and calls back to the old "creatures from the kosmos!" tales to astonish issue (janet's first appearance) but it's also weirdly batshit. it's not quite "peter parker kills mj with his radioactive semen" but there's a moment where it gets close. it's weird but i enjoyed reading it more than i was like "hey what the fuck". bill's there which is always nice!

ant-man's big christmas this comic is weird but it's really cute and fun. hank and janet go off to help this kid on christmas and it's just genuinely a good time. definitely probably my favourite thing to come from the marvel knights imprint!

avengers academy other shit goes on here and it was a fairly long running title but it's generally really good! hank's a good teacher even if he doesn't realise it and LORD i think his relationship with tigra might be one of my favourites ever. they're really sweet.

avengers forever is a 12 issue time travel story, it gets weird at times but what's interesting is that yellowjacket and hank in his later 90s self have to work together at times for the good of the multiverse etc, which is just a really interesting dymanic worth checking out if it at all sounds interesting you. i found it slightly incomprehensible at times but definitely as far stories featuring yellowjacket go, very interesting :)

west coast avengers #15 to #21, trigger warning for suicidal themes at #17. this is where hank decides to fight crime as uh, dr hank pym, himself. its honestly a very interesting take and i really appreciate it :)

and that's it for my hank recs! if you haven't watched them avengers: earth's mightiest heroes and avengers: united they stand both have really good adaptions of hank! united they stand has hank as the avengers leader which is actually pretty cool. he has magical anime girl sequences for some reason? and emh is notably an amazing comic adaption of all characters, and hank is no exception! hope u enjoy these :)

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dings a rinky triangle right next to your head Hi guys, it's fic time! I actually put this up last night but I'm telling you right now. It's had a few hours to cool, like a pie out of the oven, but made of words. This chapter will actually contain mentions of ssssself harm, so viewer beware, i guess.

His world stays dark, even though he knows he’s opened his eyes. He tries to understand that, brain feeling foggy. He must be somewhere dark. He’s laying on his back. He can hear muffled voices, maybe, over him? He’s under something. He lays there, listening, but he’s too tired to even try to understand, and the voices are too muffled to be anything recognizable. Maybe, if he really strains, he can hear a familiar voice, or someone who sounds like his baby sister, but the only word he manages to understand is “invisible.”

He falls back into a restless sleep.

The next time he’s able to shake exhaustion from his mind, he tries to sit up. It’s easier than he thought it might be. This time, more aware of himself, his body feeling less destroyed, he actually tries to understand where he is. It feels like he’s laying in dirt, or under dirt, in a mountain of it, the usual soft scent of freshly turned earth overpowering. It still hurts to move, but he forces himself to, clawing upwards, through the dirt, until he reaches a wooden plank, which he goes through, like he’s not even there.

It’s a box, containing something foul smelling. A coffin… he’s inside a coffin. Juno buried him below a pine box, in someone else’s grave. The inside of it stinks, like decay and chemicals, and he doesn’t stop to take in whoever this used to be, just pushes up, and out, until he emerges from the ground like a zombie, like Night of the Living Dead. The ground around him is grown over with grass, and he grabs at it, using it as much as he can, as he crawls from someone’s grave, until finally, he pulls himself free from the earth, and lays there, taking breaths he doesn’t need, to clear the smell of the body from his nose. His suit and trench coat are filthy, but that barely registers, at this point. There are more important things to worry about, like getting home- He sits up, catches sight of the gravestone.

Emily Deetz Devoted Wife, Beloved Mother “Whom Most We Love Reach First the Golden Gate, Leaving Us Desolate”

He stares at the etching on the stone, and feels something in his mind snap, like a rubber band stretched too tight. He’s seeing the world through a fisheye lens, his vision distorted, blurry, as he tries to understand exactly what just happened. Juno made him crawl out of his own mother’s grave. The body he still reeks of was Emily’s. He sits there, a long time, not feeling much of anything, only able to stare, replaying that memory, over and over, and the only thing that makes him move is the sudden realization of what grass over a grave could mean. Emily’s been buried long enough for it to grow. How long has it been since he’s been home? He does his best to push this fun new trauma down, as far as it will go. He’s got to get back to his family. What’s left of it, he thinks, humorlessly.

He stands, off balance, and wipes some of the dust and dirt from his face, and finds that, annoyingly, his glamour has slipped, and it refuses to reapply. Maybe he’s too drained, though he’s not sure how he’s going to get back home, clearly looking as deranged as he must. He’s too exhausted to teleport, and he wanders around the cemetery, avoiding the few people there as much as he can, as the sun dips low, and vanishes. At least by that point he can force his teeth and ears to resemble normal human’s. The moss and eyes, well, he’s too worn down to care. So he’ll look like an extra grubby hobo, he thinks. That’ll have to be his new look, for now.

He reaches a gate, and leans on it, and then falls through it, and blinks, confused. He’s never been intangible by accident, before. Usually it takes concentration to make his solid form incorporeal. He stands, straightens out his suit collar, adjusts his sleeves, fiddles with his tie, as he thinks. There’s got to be someone around here who can call his family for him, or at the very least, a cab. The cemetery is growing darker, and his attention is drawn to the far off flicker of candles. He feels a pull, and he approaches, taking in what he sees.

It’s a group of five teenagers with an Ouija board. Predictable. He snorts, and expects that sound to alert the kids to his presence, but they don’t even turn to see what the noise could be. He steps closer, until he’s fully illuminated by the glowing ring of candles around them, and he tries to be friendly. “Hey, just a normal livin’ adult human man, in a cemetery, at night, approachin’ a group of children. You kids wanna be helpful an’ call me a cab?” BJ tries, but he’s ignored. The kids don’t even look in his direction. He remembers being a snot nosed teen, but this is a bit much. His blood boils, and he leans down, claps his hands in one of the teen’s faces, and she responds to that, but not in the way he wants. “I think I just felt a cold spot!” she tells her friends. “In front of my face, just now!” “Calm down with that,” a red haired girl shoots her a look. “We haven’t even started yet, and you’re already having a spiritual experience. Yeah, right.” “No you guys, really!”

“Lookit me,” he interrupts them. The children continue to squabble. His gut clenches. “Look at me!” he demands, storming to the center of the circle, and kicking at their stupid board game. His boot goes through it. They don’t react. Why would they, he realizes, sinking to sit on top of the board.

He’s invisible.

He tries to recall everything Juno had said, as he’d struggled to keep conscious, while impaled. Loneliness. Invisibility, being at the command of the living. Being… forgotten. No, no, NO- His impending freak out is stymied when he feels hands go through him, and he shoots up, hovering over the board game, as the teens below him react. “Oh my god, total cold spot! Should we like, make a note of that?” “Come on, come on, let’s start, while there’s still someone or something here!”

The five teens lean forward, each placing fingers on the planchette. “Is there anyone here?” one of them asks.

Betelgeuse stares, and feels a tug, again, clearly coming from the board. He knows some demons use these things to play with their food, before they eat, so he gives it a go, and floats over the game, head down, feet in the air, like he’s diving underwater. Maybe these kids can actually help him. He pushes the planchette with one finger, to land on “Yes.”

“Did you do that?” one boy asks, and the group devolves into the kids blaming each other, and he rakes his hands down his face, and tries to move the planchette, again, but they’re too busy squabbling, they’re not touching it anymore. Fuck, this is frustrating. He’s never wanted a group of teenagers to drop dead as badly as he does right now. Finally, they put their hands back on the pointer, and ask another question. “Are you friendly?”

This time, he pushes the planchette to spell, instead. “S-U-R-E.” “That doesn’t instill a lot of confidence,” the redhead from before mutters. “What do you want?” He nudges the pointer along, painstakingly slow. “H-O-M-E.” “You want to go home?” “YES.”

“For fuck sake, yes,” he groans, and then perks as one asks, “How can we help you?” Well… he’s not actually sure. He squints, trying and failing to recall everything Juno had said. How is he supposed to work with this curse thing, when he doesn’t know the rules? He digs his hands in his pockets, frustrated, and then blinks, because there’s what feels like a business card there, one that he doesn’t remember. He pulls the paper from his pocket, studies it.

BEETLEJUICE BEETLEJUICE BEETLEJUICE

He remembers the way Juno had chanted his name, before he’d lost consciousness. That must be it, then. His name is his burden.

“M-Y-N-A-M-E-T-H-R-E-E-T-I-M-E-S”

“Oh, wait, wait, guys, I’ve heard of this,” one of the girls gasps. “Demonic entities, they have you do things in threes, to mock the trinity, you know, father, son, and holy ghost. It’s a demon thing! We might be talking to a non-human spirit!” “That means we can’t trust it, right?” A boy asks, and they all look uneasy. He steers the planchette around the board, desperate. “W-A-N-N-A-H-O-M-E-P-L-Z.” The redhead wrinkles her nose. “Do demons use chat speak?” she asks, glancing around the group.

“O-H-M-Y-G-O-D-U-K-I-D-S-A-R-E-K-I-L-L-I-N-M-E.”

“I’m not afraid. Tell us your name, spirit!” a boy calls, and he gives the planchette a push, intent on spelling it. The pointer doesn’t move. “Come the fuck on!” he growls, but it doesn’t matter how much strength he puts into the action, he can’t move the dinky plastic piece to spell out his name.

“Spirit? You there?”

“F-U-C-K,” he spells out, in a rage, because this is pointless, he’s too exhausted and sore to think of how to make this work, and he just wants to go home, and see what’s left of his family. He growls again, and then snuffs all the candles in the circle, all at once, causing the kids to scream, and scramble, and that, at least, forces a rictus grin from him. He’s always enjoyed the sounds of terror. He leaves the children tripping over themselves in the dark, and decides he’s going to have to make his way home the old fashioned way- floating. At least he doesn’t have to walk, he supposes, tucking his legs under himself, and he floats invisibly out of the cemetery, and down the sidewalk, trying to focus on how good it will be to see Lydia and Charles, and not on how they won’t see him, and especially not on how every part of him, physically, emotionally, mentally, is hurting. read the rest over here~ If you're totally lost, I find starting at the beginning of something often makes the middle of something make better sense. So you can start at the very beginning right HERE

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Just Us Two- Chapter 1

Ta-dah, it’s here! The sequel to my InuKag High School AU, Only You!

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Ch. 1- The Summer

Monday, June 9th. 11:55 AM. The air was getting warmer as the days went by. Where there were once flower petals raining down from the trees, there were now bright sunny rays and the sound of cicadas buzzing. All these changes meant only one thing: summer would be coming soon. At Shikon High School, the air was abuzz with chatter. The students, both human and demon alike, were all heading out to the cafeteria for lunch period. As they did, they all talked about one thing and one thing only: their plans for summer vacation. For instance, some girls sat at a table in the corner, chatting amongst themselves as typical girl cliques do. "So what are you doing for the summer, Naomi?" "Hmm...dunno. I'll probably go see my grandparents for a few weeks. What are you doing?" "Probably just stay home and eat junk food." The girls all laughed while nearby, a group of boys also chatted about their plans. "What are you doing for summer break, Tatsuki?" "I think I'll finally ask Mizune if she'll go out with me." "Mizune? The snake demon girl you've been crushing on for the past few weeks?" "Yeah. I figured it was about time, you know?" "I don't blame ya. She is pretty hot!" As the students talked and gossiped, there was one particular student who was heading up the stairs to the roof, holding a bundle in her hands. She had a look of excitement on her face and she couldn't stop the giggling that was bubbling up inside her chest. A warm blush was painted on her cheeks as she carried the bundle up the stairs. Her raven hair was tied up in a ponytail as a measure to keep off the summer heat. Kagome Higurashi, a second-year student with spiritual powers, was going to give her boyfriend a homemade lunch she made. In the past, she didn't think she'd ever do something like this: cooking homemade meals for someone she cared for. Now that she was actually dating someone for real instead of just sleeping around with guys, she couldn't contain her giddiness. She could imagine the look on his face, now, the moment he took that first bite. She honestly felt like they were already married, even though they were still in high school. As Kagome headed up the stairs, her phone buzzed, causing her to pull it out of her pocket.

NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM INUYASHA: 

"Hey, where R U? I'm starving."

Kagome giggled as she began to text back. KAGOME: 

"I'll be there soon." ^^

INUYASHA: 

"I hope so. My stomach's about to eat itself."

Kagome giggled again. "Oh, Inuyasha..." She then headed up the stairs, passing several students on the way there, particularly of the male variety. "Hey...isn't that Kamakiri Kagome?" "I heard they don't call her that, anymore...not since she and Inuyasha Taisho started going out about a couple of months back." "Are you serious? Aww, man...I thought I could get a chance to score!" "Dude, don't let Taisho hear you say that!" "Are you kidding?! I wouldn't say it to his face! You know what he'd do to me?!" Kagome sighed and rolled her eyes. It seems that despite how much things have changed, part of her reputation still followed her. Despite that, she smiled. She wasn't going to let that bother her. Not today. She was going to be spending a much-needed break with her beloved boyfriend. Soon, Kagome opened the door to the school roof, where she was soon greeted by three familiar faces. First was Sango Tachibana, a third-year sophomore that was skilled in martial arts and Kagome's best friend since childhood. Because of Sango's fierce and protective attitude, some people often called her Kagome's bodyguard. Her younger brother, Kohaku, had been injured from a hit-and-run earlier this spring, but thankfully, he survived the incident and was now in his third year of middle school. Then there was Miroku Tatsuya, also a third-year student. He was a Buddhist priest-in-training who had a bit of a reputation amongst the female student body as a ladies' man. Even though he and Sango were dating now, it seemed that old habits died hard with him. To this day, Sango still doesn't know why or how she fell him, but here she was. "Hey, Kagome!" Sango exclaimed. "How's it going?" Miroku asked with his arm draped around Sango's shoulders. "Pretty good," Kagome answered. "Where's Inuyasha?" "Hey, baby girl." Kagome turned and smiled fondly at the one who spoke: her half-demon boyfriend, Inuyasha Taisho. Inuyasha was in his third year of high school, now. A half-demon born of a human mother and a dog demon father, Inuyasha had quite the reputation at the school for being a juvenile delinquent. He often had a nasty temper and got into fights with anyone who so much as even looked at him funny...at least, that's what people believed. Really, Inuyasha was a big marshmallow at heart with an affinity for small and cute animals. He actually adopted a stray kitten a few months back that he had affectionately named Miyuki. "Hey, boo," Kagome said as she walked up to Inuyasha and stood on the very tips of her toes, kissing him on his lips while Miroku and Sango smiled at them. It was hard to believe that just about three months ago, in the middle of spring, that Inuyasha nearly killed Kagome when they first met. It all started way back in March. Inuyasha had been asked by Miroku to help him recover a confiscated DVD (Sexy-Ninja-Something-Or-Other, Inuyasha couldn't quite remember the name) during the night, sometime after curfew. During that time, Kagome came outside after being bullied by a bratty girl and her clique. Back then, Kagome had a bit of a foul reputation for sleeping around with guys and...well, the bullying got to be so bad for her, that she felt like she wanted to die. That night, Inuyasha nearly granted her wish, but he struggled with his inner demon. Not wanting to bring harm to an innocent human girl, Inuyasha let Kagome go, thinking that he'd probably never run into her again...but it seemed that fate had other ideas. The day after that, Inuyasha ran into Kagome at the school garden, wanting to get flowers for his mom since her birthday was coming, soon. Imagine Inuyasha's surprise when Kagome's idea of a reward was to strip down to her underwear and prepare to have sex with him. Needless to say, the half-demon was definitely appalled by this sudden turn of events and ran out. Upon hearing of Kagome's reputation, however, he suddenly felt the urge to see her more often. Days passed and before too long, Inuyasha found himself deeply in love with Kagome, who began to reciprocate those feelings...even after Inuyasha's ex-girlfriend, Kikyo, came back to town, and Kagome was kidnapped by the deranged half-demon student, Izumo. Since then, Inuyasha and Kagome officially became a couple. "I brought you something," Kagome said as she held up the bundle, which she opened to reveal two lunchboxes. "One for me and one for you!" "You made me one?" Inuyasha asked as he took one of the bento boxes. "Just to show you that I love you," Kagome said. Inuyasha smirked at her before he opened up the box, revealing an assortment of food such as chicken karaage, tamagoyaki (a little bit blackened in some parts), sweet potatoes, octopus weiners, rice balls, and fried pork cutlets. "Wow, you made all this?" Inuyasha asked. "I had a little help from my Mom," Kagome admitted. "I just thought that maybe you could use a change from eating instant ramen, every day." Inuyasha shrugged. He didn't really have a problem with eating his daily cup of instant ramen...but then again, even that could get boring, now and then. Besides, Kagome did go through all this trouble of fixing this lunch box for him. The least he could do was at least try a bite. So, he sat down, took a pair of chopsticks and took a bite out of the tamagoyaki first...and the moment he did, all of a sudden, he found himself shoveling every morsel he could into his mouth while Kagome sat down beside him, giggling at his ravenous appetite. "I guess it's safe to say you like it, huh?" she asked. "Mm-hmm!" Inuyasha nodded. "How come you never eat my homecooked meals for you like that?" Sango asked as she looked at Miroku, who gulped. "Uhh...well...about that," Miroku said, nervously. "Y-you see, the thing is...I, err..." "Well? What are you trying to say?" Sango inquired. "That I'm a terrible cook?" Inuyasha snorted while Kagome glanced off to the side, an embarrassed blush forming on her face. "Kagome, you don't think my cooking is terrible, do you?" Sango asked. "...Well..." Kagome muttered. "Umm..." 'I can't just tell her that the last time I ate something she made, I ended up in the bathroom for almost 6 hours...!' XXX

12:12 PM. Empty trays and bento boxes were the only sign of a finished meal. The two couples remained on the roof, staring up at the sky. Miroku leaned against the wall with Sango, his arms still wrapped around her shoulders while Inuyasha lied on his back with his arms behind his head and Kagome lied with her head on his stomach, her hands folded over her own abdominal area. There were so few clouds these days. Hardly provided any shade, but...they didn't mind. It was still beautiful to look at. "So, Inuyasha?" Kagome asked. "Yeah?" Inuyasha asked. "What are you doing for summer break?" Kagome inquired. "Oh...I dunno," Inuyasha replied. "My parents and I are probably gonna go to our summer house for a few weeks." "The one in Hokkaido, right?" asked Miroku. "That's the only one we have," Inuyasha answered. "You ought to know. You've been there." "Yeah, only once," Miroku pointed out. "What are you going to do, Kagome?" Sango asked. "Oh, I don't know," Kagome replied. "I'll probably just stay home for most of the summer. Maybe go to a festival later." "That sounds fun!" Sango added. "You know, my Dad got me a new kimono for summer! Maybe you and I could go, together!" "And don't forget me, right, love?" Miroku asked. "...You, I'm still skeptical about," Sango quipped, causing Miroku to drop his jaw while Inuyasha snickered. "She's got your number, Miroku," he said, causing his best friend to sneer at him. "Haha, very funny," Miroku said, sarcastically. "What are you doing for summer, Miroku?" asked Kagome. "Oh, you know," Miroku said. "This and that." "By which he means trying to pick up chicks," Inuyasha retorted, prompting Miroku to toss his empty milk carton at his forehead. "Ow!" "Oops! Did I do that?" Miroku asked, feigning innocence, causing Inuyasha to growl at him, but then Kagome gently reached up, took his left ear betwixt her thumb and index finger, and began to tenderly rub the fuzzy appendage, causing Inuyasha to sigh softly, a soft rumble reverberating in his chest, which made Kagome giggle at the feeling. "That better?" she asked. "Thanks, baby," Inuyasha said, locking his smoldering golden eyes with her chocolate brown orbs. Kagome sat up on her elbows before she crawled over to Inuyasha's face, prompting him to prop himself up, too, chuckling darkly as he gently cupped Kagome's face. "How'd you get to be so cute?" "It's a gift," Kagome shrugged...before she soon wrapped her lips around his, causing him to moan softly in her mouth as he pulled her close. Taking this as their cue to leave, Miroku and Sango glanced at each other before they smiled and promptly took the exit. Kagome moaned quietly, her hands gripping Inuyasha's shoulders while he let his hands roam down her back and her nice, slender curves, one hand slowly reaching under her skirt. That's when Kagome squeaked as she felt a set of claws slipping under her panties and squeezing her right butt cheek. Not long after, she pulled away, giving the half-demon a sultry grin. "Naughty doggy," she said. "I don't know any other way to be," Inuyasha smirked while Kagome lowered herself down, laying a trail of kisses down from his jaw to the base of his neck. "Ohhhh...ohh, yeah, right there, baby...!" Another giggle bubbled from Kagome's throat. "You like that, huh?" she asked. "What do you think?" Inuyasha inquired, his crooked grin widening, showing off a glinting fang that he knew Kagome hated because it turned her on so bad. "That's not fair," she said with a playful pout. "You know that I can't resist that." "I know, that's why I do it," Inuyasha replied before they started to kiss, again. "Mmm..." Kagome moaned as she momentarily pulled away squeezed her body up against his. "You know what'll be nice about summer break?" "What?" Inuyasha asked. "We could have more moments like this," Kagome answered as she rubbed her nose up against his. "You and me, alone...together..." "Yeah..." Inuyasha drawled as he brought her lips against his, his right hand gently brushing up into her hair. He pulled away again just to bury his nose in those luscious charcoal locks...to breathe in and drink her intoxicating scent of roses, mint tea, and vanilla. God, he just loved this smell... He loved her. Her body, her eyes, her smile, her personality, her scent...everything. How in the hell did he ever get so lucky?

Pretty hot, right? And we’re only gettin’ started!