#so im just assuming that im overreacting anytime i feel annoyed or anything

[moths-in-a-coat]

i’m like still in my ongoing bad mood (due to the possible cancer and the fact that winter victimizes me; welcome back to keeping up with the moths) so i feel like i’m just being mean sometimes and having no patience a lot of times

anyways, there’s this girl in my class, whom, no matter how many times i tell her, she still doesn’t understand that when one of our classmates is talking about a lab she did on a day we don’t have fucking class, that it’s not referring to this class, and we don’t suddenly and magically have a lab on a day we don’t meet for this class

like granted this girl isn’t a native english speaker, but also she’s been speaker english for over a decade

i’m also just really frustrated with my self recently because i feel like i have no control over my emotions. i have spent a lot of time in therapy learning how to control my actions in face of being near constantly irritable though, but it’s exhausting constantly having to check how i’m outwardly behaving to ensure i’m not being a fucking dickwad

honestly, i probably wouldn’t be as annoyed with the situation if one of my biggest pet peeves wasn’t having to explain or say something multiple times

[your-chaotic-prince]

The Something else series (Basically any non Tougane ships set in my AU)

Okay, so we knew I would have to write Tsumugi attempting to apologise to Ouma at some point properly, but since it keeps failing, Saihara and Kirumi come to the rescue to help them both! Enjoy :3

“Saihara-sama, we need to talk.” Kirumi said, walking towards him.

“What is the matter?” He asked, Kirumi sat in a seat in front of him and began to speak.

“It’s about a certain argument that happened a few days ago and is still going on.” She said.

Kirumi couldn’t forget what had happened, she was sick so Tsumugi took over her chores for the day. When Tsumugi found a chest binder, she revealed it in public and asked everyone out loud who owned it.

Ouma, the owner, wasn’t too happy about this, and he and Tsumugi got into a fight the next day. With the former calling the latter a transphobe multiple times in a row.

“While I do think this should be solved, I feel like it may be difficult. To be honest, Im on my girlfriends side on this, from what I heard, it was a misunderstanding, and not on purpose.”

Kirumi saw that Saihara looked a bit annoyed at what she said, “Kirumi, Tsumugi may not of meant it, but she was still transphobic.”

“How? All she did was ask all the boys who owned a chest binder! How is that transphobic?”

“She asked in front of EVERYONE!” Saihara pointed out.

“You know what? It doesn’t matter what happened, I feel bad for Ouma, but he’s overreacting! He’s-”

She was cut off by some yelling from the other room.

“Don’t talk to me you transphobe!” Ouma yelled, walking towards Saihara and hiding behind him.

Tsumugi hid behind Kirumi, “Stop calling me that, its getting old and I swear it was an accident that I didn’t know you were transgender.”

“Well now you do! And you haven’t apologised yet for embarrassing me!”

“Yes I HAVE! About a MILLION times! I’m pretty certain you still have the notes I sent and the bottles of Panta I’m leaving outside your door every night.”

Saihara shook his head, “That explains a lot…”

Kirumi was confused, “what’s happening?”

“It’s too embar-”

“Mom, can you get this transphobe out of my sights?”

“Saihara, can you tell this bully to go away?”

“Okay that is IT-” Kirumi snapped, looking at both Ouma and Tsumugi, “You two can’t get along, so I have an idea! Saihara, are you on board with me?”

Saihara nodded, “As long as this argument ends, I’ll do anything!”

“Saihara, grab Ouma and follow me.” She commanded, grabbing hold of Tsumugi and dragging her, hopefully this plan would work.

Until Saihara asked something.

“Kirumi, can I ask something?”

“Sure.”

“Why do you have bite marks on your neck?”

———————————–

Okay, maybe it wasn’t the best plan I ever had.

Those words rang through Kirumi’s head as she watched from a window.

Her plan included having Tsumugi and Ouma in the same room, it was completely empty and had locked it so they couldn’t escape.

“Mom! Let me out!” Ouma said, knocking on the door.

“Not until you two forgive each other. Then you can come out.” She said, glaring, having her arms crossed, Saihara sitting next to her.

“If you two don’t get along? You stay here for a long time.” Saihara said, watching them.

“Kirumi, you know I love me, please let me out!”

“Wait until you and Ouma make up.”

This continued for a long time, until Kirumi finally sighed, “We’re not having this conversation. Wait until you make up.”

Ouma wasn’t listening, he was trying hard to escape.

“I’m not apologising or forgiving this transphobe.”

“This is getting ridiculous, first Kirumi called me homophobic and-”

“Wait, your own girlfriend called you homophobic?” Ouma asked, him and Saihara looked at Kirumi in confusion.

“It’s a funny story, before I started dating her, OUMA asked out loud if I like Shirogane-chan, Shirogane-chan heard him, I lied and said I didn’t, at first I thought she assumed because I’m lesbian I want to date all the girls I find attractive, so in anger I called her homophobic.”

Tsumugi was sitting in the corner, feeling upset, “I was hurt, and I’m hurt that Ouma thinks I’m transphobic.”

“You are, shut up.” Ouma said, glaring at her.

“I’m not! I’m sick of apologising to you Ouma! Look where you being over dramatic led us! We’re stuck in this room, and it doesn’t seem like your boyfriend and my girlfriend are going to let us out anytime soon! So let’s just shut up and wait until they give in.” Tsumugi yelled, glaring at Ouma, who glared back.

The two began arguing and then they both began saying some random nonsense, which confused Saihara and Kirumi.

“Wait… so they were arguing over if Shirogane-chan is transphobic or not, and she’s NOT, and now they’re arguing over the best character in Love Live? What idiots.” Kirumi muttered.

“I agree to be honest, Tsumugi is being an idiot…” Saihara muttered, He was about to say “And Ouma is too.” When Kirumi glared at him.

“Excuse me? Shirogane-chan is not THAT big of an idiot! Yes she is a huge anime nerd, but I find that adorable! Plus, at least she doesn’t attempt to annoy everyone on purpose and try to ruin other people’s lives! And don’t call her an idiot. She may be an idiot but she’s MY idiot.” Kirumi snapped.

Tsumugi didn’t know if she should take that as a compliment or not.

Saihara stood up and glared at Kirumi straight in the eye, “Well, at least Ouma doesn’t announce in the middle of the room that he found someone’s chest binder instead of easily asking individually! And at least he is actually brave enough to stand up to others when they’re being transphobic-”

“SHIROGANE-CHAN IS NOT TRANSPHOBIC!”

Ouma and Tsumugi watched the two of them argue.

“They know we can hear them, right?” Ouma asked.

“I don’t think so….” Tsumugi told him, sitting down.

“Look Tsumugi, you don’t like me, I don’t like you. But I know Kirumi is able to do sports, and because I don’t want her kicking my boyfriend’s butt across the room, the two of them need to stop arguing. So let’s pretend to forgive each other and then never talk to each other again unless we’re forced to. I’ll still think you’re transphobic, but I won’t yell it out loud as it may end up like this again and I don’t want Saihara’s butt kicked.” Ouma mentioned. Tsumugi nodded.

“Okay, the question is, how do we get their attention?” He asked.

Tsumugi knocked on the window, the two of them looked at Kirumi and Saihara, who finally noticed them.

“We apologised, can we go out now?” Tsumugi asked, she knew it was a good idea for her to say it, they wouldn’t believe Ouma.

“Fine.” Saihara said, grabbing the keys and opening the door, Ouma immediately jumped onto Saihara and said, “Carry me to my room bridal style my beloved Saihara-chan!”

Saihara sighed but also smiled and held onto Ouma, Tsumugi considered doing the same, and she was about to when Kirumi gave a look that clearly said Don’t even think about it.

Well… better than being locked in a room, right?