#bitchyrichheir

[jinkouken-blog]

bitchyrichheir

sacrificialsword

redeyesandregulations

yanderegoth

ayatsuri

animate life forms traced; 5 count; type: 4 human; 1 humanoid; attempting to determine identities;         4 failed; 2 successful; PEKO PEKOYAMA (2) identified; initiating greeting sequence

"Should be allowing myself to grow accustomed to welcoming strangers...? Well, no matter, I suppose.

Greetings. I am Peko Pekoyama. Did you need assistance with something?"

[etherealian]

i'm sure things will work out eventually ;v; thank you so much! you're really sweet hghh

[toshio-fukawa]

Movie night

22. My Muse can’t stop crying after a moving scene

Rose watched her beloved Jack sink beneath the waves, her hair frozen in a tangle about her tear-stained face. Toshio was already crying silently behind his cokebottle glasses, but at this he let out the tiniest of sobs and buried his face into the snug blanket that was tucked over his and Byakuko's lap. It was just...too sad...hopefully she didn't think him unmanly for this reaction.

[ayatsurix-blog]

☒☑!

☒ - A fact about the mun

Um !! Pollen is the only thing the mun is allergic to, so spring is always really painful. ;o; I live practically in the middle of nowhere by a mountain and I love gardening, flowers, swimming, nature walks and the like— yet, staying outdoors for too long makes me sick. //flop/ 

☑ - A fact about the character

Peko, on the other hand, is perfectly fine with spring and it’s most definitely her favorite season of the year She really enjoys the cherry blossoms (especially due to their symbolism regarding the sacrifice of youth, etc.) and the scenery. The weather’s also really comfortable for her in that time of year— neither too hot or too cold. Having the time to enjoy a peaceful atmosphere is very important to her, considering such peaceful moments are really hard to come by.

[goodmorningnurse]

✎!!

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse

[secretuum-blog]

bitchyrichheir replied to your post:Quick someone tell the translation of “Happy...

// Happy birthday is Swedish is “Grattis på födelsedagen”!

Ah! Awesome!! How do I pronounce that??

[carnivoire-blog]

My Tumblr Crushes:

leonikuwata

zodiacy

juchitaki

meilleurcycliste

bitchyrichheir

inegotism

idollteen

soxda

leonqueerwata

:^) something like a follow forever except lazier

[triggerhappyzetsubou-blog]

"Hey! So, I'm Junko Enoshima if you didn't know, and what you probably also didn't know, is that you bastards aren't supposed to be here. Great, so now that I'm done introducing myself, just what the hell did you want?" What appeared on her face was probably the most  sham smile she could ever produce. In reality, she was more than simply agitated at their appearance, as they didn't belong in this room. "I'll give you points for actually making it this far, though!" Like that was actually going to do something.

[etherealian]

☺, ☼!

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text.

[Text: Perfect One] My love! I just wanted to remind you that you are incredibly amazing in every possible way! And just seeing you makes an entire field of flowers sprout to life in my chest! I just thought such a reminder would be appropriate, in case you ever feel down.

Send me ☼ for a morning text.

[Text: Perfect One] I took the recommendation of trying on makeup! And last night, I attempted to put on mascara. It wasn’t half bad, really. 

[Text: Perfect One] But naught a single person warned me about taking it off before I went to bed! Therefore, I woke up this morning with the black gunk all over my face! Mercy! Never again am I trying this!

[dokusaiisha]

Ill have kuzu bring her roses. Just Throw them on her corpse Happy funeral, Byaku.

[olivesserendipity]

bitchyrichheir started following you

Hi, Togami----

--san?

Oh, this is new.

[allstarkuwata]

m-oowada

gundamandsonia

imoutoyakuza

flirtykomaeda

ryzenkranz

secondratechef

bitchyrichheir

"I spy with my little eye...some...new people!"

[scorchedheadmaster-blog]

Disappearing Heir || Greeter

♚  bitchyrichheir

" Good afternoon, Togami-kun, I suppose you know why you have been called." His usual silky, charismatic voice was gone when he spoke to the heir, knowing very well her situation. "I have noticed a rash of absences of late. And as much as we accommodate to your needs, and appreciate your donations greatly, we cannot have you missing as much as you are."  Each word was serious, and while he was often soft with other students, he treated this girl like an adult. "As your headmaster, and friend, I wish to see you live up to your potential."

[pekoo-chan]

codingdespair & bitchyricheheir Have come too play...?

"Uwah!" The girl gasped, running into a thin, yet stable pair of legs, causing her too fall to the ground. Chasing after animals, how silly could she get? They never really liked her anyway...

"S-Sorry.." She whispers, holding her head.

[ghostwritersyo]

bitchyrichheir:

The heiress lowered the book in her hand, slowly turning her head to the clock on the wall. Nothing but the tick-tocking could be heard as it echoed through the library.. Hm, Touko didn’t come to check on her today.. Why was that? The author usually just came into the library to stare at her lovely heiress. Hiding behind a bookshelf while breathing heavily. Byakuko wasn’t sure if she knew, but she had always noticed her spying on her. She just hadn’t said anything… Oh well, maybe it was better if she didn’t. Maybe Syo was out or something..

With proud steps, the heiress returned to her own room. Surprised by the fact that the door was slightly open… Glaring down at the handle for a while, then turned to look around. Stepping inside and letting her eyes follow the environment of her room.. Nothing unusual. Just the painting on sitting on the wall, the violin Junko got her standing beside her bed.. The roses on her table starting to wilt.. Then why was the door..? Ah, it was probably nothing.

The heiress closed it and made sure to lock it properly this time. Changing to her nightgown quickly and crawling into bed. Lying very still for a moment, closing her eyes as she tried to fall asleep. But.. the fact that the door had been staying open this whole time still made her worried and anxious.. Leaving her awake for at least another hour..

Since she was lying so still, the author must have thought she had fallen asleep as she started to crawl out from her hiding space under the bed. Breathing heavily as she could see much more of the heiress porcelain skin.. Much more than she was wearing that green suit.. Byakuko freezed, staring into the darkness hard as she heard the other, but still not saying anything.. Just lying there still, waiting for something more to happen. Was this a murder attempt perhaps? Who.. was that? 

Touko, slowly climbed up in the bed, sliding down next to the heiress carefully so she wouldn’t wake her. Wrapping her thin arms around the blonde as small giggles escaped her shaking lips. 

Oh. Now the heiress knew exactly who it was. So that’s why she hadn’t visit her in the library earlier. She was hiding in her room.. waiting for her to fall asleep. What a disgusting pig…

Pushing the author off her, she switched on the light and glared down at the other. Hissing loudly and speaking with an anger-filled voice.

"What do you want?"

Touko stilled her breath even after she heard the lights flick off, sweating profusely in the darkness. She could hear her beloved's footsteps softly falling on the carpet; watched silently as the dim shapes of her ankles crested above her field of vision. It was just so hard to stay silent under here, especially once she felt the weight of the heiress press down on top of her from the mattress above. Ahh, that was... nice...~

Push harder, Byakuko-sama...~

...She could tell her that later. For now, Fukawa had to content herself with listening to the blonde's breathing grow steadier with drowsiness, fondly remembering just a few minutes ago when she'd managed to catch her panties dropping to the floor as her princess changed into her pajamas.

......

Augh, this was excruciating!!! How long had she been waiting now!? An hour!? Two?! Three!?? Fukawa had no way to measure time in the confining blackness that was the underside of Togami's bed. She knew it had been a while since she'd moved, though. A long while. Long enough... for her to be fairly certain that Byakuko was sleeping.

Fukawa could only guess as to how adorable the heiress would be while asleep. She probably murmured while she was dreaming... and her voice would be so soft! Perhaps she could dream about Fukawa - have nice dreams about her! - and quietly hug her in her sleep, involuntarily... Ahahaaa, the anticipation was just too much!!! She needed to see her, now!!!

Touko rolled out from the underside of the bed and slunk up to the mattress, slipping under the covers as quietly as a ghost, pulling the blonde into a gentle spoon. She was okay with being the big spoon today; she'd wanted to hold her love for so long, anyway...

She was warm. She was so warm, what a nice contrast to Touko's constant chill. The author giggled quietly in relief, certain that if she stayed snuggled next to her for long enough, she'd warm up, too, for the first time in -

!?

Confused, Touko tried to scramble back to the warmth beside her even after the mysterious force pushed her away. What... what happened?

"A-ahh..?!"

One spindly arm swung up both to shield her eyes from the light and to protect her from whatever that hissing noise was as Touko brought up the bedsheets to cover herself further.

"B...Byakuko-sama? I w-was...! Uh... Y-you're supposed to be asleep....!"

Oh, oh god, oh god...! She was awake!! Fukawa had been too hasty, again, she messed up again!!!

"Please...! I j-just wanted t-to... h-hold you... Y-you're warm! I promise I won't d-do anything!! You... you can pretend I'm not here...!"

[nipponbuyo-archive]

∞

Hiyoko hated owing someone something whether it be concrete or abstract. It meant that they had a leverage against her and, based on past experiences, that was never good.

And she didn't just owe someone --no, it was the Super High School Level Bitch Heiress Byakuko Togami of all people. Knowing her, her tastes would be expensive. Hiyoko couldn't just give any old unwanted belonging of hers. Togami would hardly accept anything less than her finest.

Good thing Hiyoko had a lot of rich perverted men for fans.

A scarab brooch. This would suffice, wouldn't it? Well, she'd have to try it anyhow. If four eyes didn't accept, so be it. At least she couldn't say that Hiyoko hadn't tried. The dancer had someone wrap it up beautifully and send it to the other girl. Hiyoko had done her part already, she wasn't going to present it to the fellow heiress herself. That would just seem like she was admitting that Hiyoko was lesser to Togami.

"That bitch better appreciate it."