#with sisters like these...

[sailorstar9]

Stealing F/N's Boyfriend Was The Last Straw

F/N had been troubled by her relationship with her younger sister, Akemi, since childhood.

Akemi, who was weak since childhood, took advantage of their mother's concern and wanted everything that was F/N's.

“Kaa-san, I want nee-san's Licca doll.” Akemi whined.

“Alright.” F/N's mother relented. “Sorry, F/N, can you lent it to Akemi for a bit?”

It was common for F/N's favourite toys to be taken away. There were other instances, too,

“I want the dress nee-san is wearing.” Akemi pouted, trying to snatch F/N's floral dress away. “I want it!”

“But I just brought you a new dress the other day.” their mother reminded.

“No!” Akemi threw a tantrum. “I want nee-san's dress! It's much cuter on me!”

“Oh dear.” their mother sighed. “Maybe Akemi's clothes are a bit too small for her.”

“Then give me Akemi's dress.” F/N demanded. “After all, she doesn't want it, right?”

Akemi wanted everything F/N had, like clothes and books, and F/N was often troubled by it.

In the end, even in high school, she wanted F/N's boyfriend and took him from her.

“Sorry, F/N.” their mother tried to console their elder daughter. “Once Akemi wants something of yours, there's no stopping her.”

“We tried to stop her, but she just can't seem to stop wanting your things, F/N.” even their father was helpless.

“This is too much.” F/N told her parents firmly. “I'm sorry, but I can't take it anymore.”

Akemi's selfishness got worse as she grew older and their parents struggled with it, too. So, as soon as F/N was of age, she moved out to distance herself from Akemi.

A few years later, F/N was on her off-day from her residency training when she received a text message from Akemi.

Nee-san, there's something I want to talk about. the message read. Can you make some time tomorrow night?

I have a really bad feeling about this. F/N pondered.

The next day, F/N went to the bar Akemi had chosen.

“Akemi, it's been a while.” F/N greeted her estranged sibling. “You said you had something important to talk about.”

“I wanted to tell you in person.” Akemi grinned. “There's someone I want to introduce. They should be here soon.”

“Akemi.” a familiar voice sounded. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“Let me introduce you to my fiance, Masaru.” Akemi bragged.

Akemi's fiance froze in surprise and it was understandable.

“Why is F/N here?” Masaru stammered in shock.

The man Akemi introduced as her fiance was actually F/N boyfriend whom F/N had been dating since university. Knowing Akemi, F/N had already suspected it might be something outrageous and it turned out her suspicious were right. For now, F/N decided to play along.

“So Akemi is getting married before me.” F/N chuckled. “Congratulations.”

“What's wrong, nee-san?” Akemi taunted. “You don't look so good.”

“It's nothing.” F/N assured. “I was just surprised because he's so handsome.”

“I wanted you to meet Masaru today.” Akemi giggled.

After the awkward meal, F/N invited Akemi to her place since the younger sister wanted to talk alone.

“Nee-san, I bet you were surprised to find out my fiance is Masaru, right?” Akemi went straight to mocking.

At such a blatant question, F/N responded with a question of her own, “Why do you ask that?”

“Don't be stubborn.” Akemi taunted. “I approached him knowing he was your boyfriend.”

“I knew it.” F/N rolled her eyes. “So, you knew he was my boyfriend and still took him from me. I distanced myself and you still repeated the same thing. Unbelievable.”

“Masaru and I were in the same club in college.” Akemi bragged. “I approached him knowing he was your boyfriend. I confessed to him when we graduated, but you were too busy applying for medical school to notice.”

“You never change.” F/N sighed in resignation. “Taking my boyfriend is going too far.”

“Why?” Akemi smirked. “You've always given me what I wanted. You'll give him to me this time, too, right?”

Akemi always lacked any sense of ethics; their parents and F/N had always been troubled by her. F/N had no plans to fight over this.

“Fine.” F/N shrugged.

“What?” Akemi's smirk widened. “You're giving in so easily? You usually look so troubled.”

“This time, it's not something we can decide on our own.” F/N stated. “Masaru's feelings are involved, too. So it doesn't matter if I along hold a grudge.”

“Really?” Akemi teased. “You must be really upset inside, aren't you? If you're upset, just say so.”

“If that's what you want to think, go ahead.” F/N was unfazed. “By the way, you said you confessed when you were in college, right?” she recalled. “That was almost three years ago. I was dating Masaru until recently. To be honest, I thought we were still dating. Doesn't that mean Masaru was two-timing us? “

“I don't mind that.” Akemi bragged. “After all, he chose me in the end.”

In other words, F/N realized, as long as she can take him from me, it didn't matter to Akemi what kind of man he was. “I see.” F/N conceded. “Take good care of him then.”

“Of course I will.” Akemi bragged. “We're getting married, after all. Upset? You're upset, aren't you? Sorry, nee-san.”

Akemi wanted to belittle F/N, so she flaunted her happiness and left.

Later, Masaru sent F/N a goodbye message and their relationship ended abruptly.

F/N had no idea Masaru was two-timing; maybe she herself had lost interest, too. F/N thought it was about time to break up anyway and it worked out.

So, F/N ended up giving her boyfriend to her sister and she heard that Masaru filed the marriage registration a few days later.

After that, F/N did not contact the two of them as she concentrated on finishing her residency. But Akemi frequently sent messages about travelling with Masaru and going out to eat. Eventually, she even sent voice messages about their happiness. Finding the continuous messages annoying, F/N muted and ignored Akemi.

A few months later, after completing her residency...

“An package from England?” F/N blinked, retrieving a thick envelope from the postman.

To Miss F/N L/N, Your application for the assistant sports therapist of Manshine City has been accepted. Attached in the envelope are....

About a year later...

Akemi, who had been bragging about her new life with Masaru, called F/N frantically for help.

F/N, now working for Manshine City, had a very good idea what it was about and decided to have a FaceTime meeting.

“Wasn't your married life so fulfilling that you bragged about it to me every day?” F/N was not amused.

“Masaru turned out to be an insane, possessive man.” Akemi wailed. “Before we got married, I thought his possessiveness was alluring, but right after we got married, he secretly installed a location tracking app on my phone.”

“Masaru would do something like that.” F/N admitted. “Installing a location tracking app sounds like what Masaru would do, but that's not too bad, right?”

“That's not all.” Akemi whined. “He makes me report my whereabouts every hour. If I can't contact him during meetings, I get a barrage of missed calls.”

“He did have those tendencies when we were still together.” F/N recalled. “Seems like it worsened after getting married.”

“That's not all.” Akemi sobbed. “After we got married, he insisted he'd managed the finances, saying he was the man of the house, so I left it to him. I had saved up several million yen when I was single, but most of it is gone now. He secretly withdrew the money.”

“And Masaru admitted to using the money?” F/N quirked a small grin.

“He said he borrowed from me because he couldn't afford his luxury watches.” Akemi cried. “He also brought brand clothes for his parents and took them out to eat regularly. Your reaction...” she gaped, noticing F/N's nonchalant look. “You knew about Masaru's true nature, didn't you? Why didn't you warn me?”

“I thought you loved those aspects of Masaru and that's why you decided to marry him.” F/N shrugged, sipping her peppermint tea. “Because you knew he was dating me, but you decided to pursue him anyway, because you loved him, right? Or what? Did you think it was okay to marry someone because you could take him away from me without knowing who he really was? I was thinking of breaking up with him, and then you took him away. But you look so happy, Akemi. So, I gladly gave you my blessings.”

“No way.” Akemi blistered. “You must be upset because I took your boyfriend from you.”

“That's always your true intention, isn't it?” F/N fired back. “You wanted to see me sad and suffering, didn't you?”

“I'm your only sister.” Akemi pleaded. “You'll help me, right? You can't just ignore your precious sister being troubled by your ex, right?”

“You're married now, so money issues are a martial problem.” F/N reminded. “Masaru is your husband now, so it's not something I can interfere with. This is your own doing. It's not something I can help with.” with that, she ended the FaceTime call.

The next morning...

“You look exhausted.” Chigiri remarked worriedly, as he sat down opposite F/N outside an outdoor cafe near Manshine City.

“Got off a Facetime call with my sister last night.” F/N replied, slicing her egg sandwich.

“The one who snatched your former boyfriend?” Chigiri blinked, placing an order for buttered crumpets and coffee.

“Turns out, she finally found about Masaru's possessive tendencies.” F/N shrugged. “Well, it isn't my problem anymore.”

[tarragonthedragon]

ghost stories are alarmingly easy to spread tbh

when I was like ten I was walking back from the chip shop near my gran's house with a neighbour and we took a short cut down an alley which was enclosed by garages except for one part which was wire fenced and led to the electricity shack

and while I was walking I chucked a chip over the fence. the girl walking with me, C, reasonably asks why I did that

"oh, don't you know?" I say, as if I'm not equally out of my own loop

she shakes her head. the enclosed alleyway has no streetlights. it's after dark. the shack is isolated in the distance.

"a little girl who lived up on the court climbed the fence once on a dare. she went up to the shack and touched it, but there was a wire sticking out, and when she touched it, she got electrocuted and died, right there. if you come back in the daylight, you can still see the black mark."

[editor's note: the court was the smaller road off the side of the crescent, which was the one C's family and my gran lived on. the houses there were slightly more expensive and newer, almost all occupied by wealthy commuters to the city, where most of the crescent houses were occupied by retirees and locals who worked on the trading estate. naturally, crescent kids hated the court. houses there got bricked about once a month.]

"no she didn't," C says

I made up this story for absolutely no reason and with no plan, but I'm not gonna back down now. "sure she did. and if you go past on your way back from the shops and you don't leave her an offering, she'll follow you home through the streetlights. one flickers behind you, then the next, then the next, until you get home. and then the lights start to flicker inside the house. even if you turn out all the electrics before bed, it'll be too late. she's inside. and you'll wake up on the night and see her, and she'll be so awful to see it'll stop your heart."

[editor's note: the streetlights always flickered. this was because our neighbour monkey george kept setting the junction boxes on fire]

"I never did before and she never followed me home!"

"do you come down the alley after dark? or do you take the main road with the streetlights?" I knew she didn't use the shortcut, because I'd been the one to talk her into it that night. she was three years younger than me and scared of the dark.

C claims not to believe me, but she throws a chip over the fence too, and walks the rest of the way looking over her shoulder. I get to pride myself for the night on being good at scary stories, and don't think much more about it.

fast forward six or seven years. I'm back in town. I'm on my way back from the chip shop, taking the same shortcut home. ahead of me on the road are a couple of kids I vaguely recognise as old playmates' younger siblings.

they stop, and I watch one fish out three sweeties from the pack they're sharing. they take one each and throw them over the fence. they carry on walking.

I realise that this is probably my fault, as are any resulting pest control issues around the old electricity shack.

when I get to the fence, I throw a chip over.

[arcanefanpage]

The way Jinx honored Isha

[that-butch-archivist]

"Lesbian Weddings" by Wendy Jill York

source: The Femme Mystique, edited by Lesléa Newman

[lgbtlunaverse]

Obsessed with characters who portray themselves as worse than they are. Who are lying to everyone including themselves about it. People generally assume if someone's lying about themselves they're trying to look better but sometimes they're trying to look worse. They attribute agency to where they had none, add intent to accidents, try to convince everyone that this is something they did instead of something that happened to them.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Puppet is burden with knowing the truth,,

[prlssprfctn]

God, I just know that the family hates playing Scrabble with Jason, because they agree being casual and not search for unusable words through dictionaries intentionally - side eye at Tim, who prior the Scrabble night learned by heart the whole dictionary and spluttered words the next day without even remembering their meaning just because he wanted to win - and then they forget that Jason is English & Literary major. And his casual words are like. Unknown by the half of population.

Jason: Hm-m, geoluread. Dick: There is no way this word is real. Jason: It means yellow-red, actually. Poets and writers used it to describe-- Damian, aka. Nerd Jr: He is right, it is a real word. Tim, groaning: Can we play Uno? Duke: No, no, wait, I use Jason's bizarre knowledge for making my own dictionary to use in school essays and impress teachers, let him cook. Cass, nodding: Good source information. Dick, frustrated: THIS IS NOT EVEN FAIR Stephanie, reaching for her phone: I smell a fight--

[karynslee]

let god grant us a pope who doubts.

once again my favorite movie of the year has gone home without a best picture oscar and i am once AGAIN making it everyone's problem

instagram / inprnt

[luvrinata]

love this app

[haze-of-hyperfixations]

*meanwhile, in the Underworld* Polites: Eurylochus, back so soon? And...there's the rest of your crew. And by the gods, what happened to you? Eurylochus, who is sick of thematically-significant reprises: >:(

[rooniearts]

hedgehog eating habits

[thisdudedoesntexist]

Danny doesn't know he's the Ghost King, or that he's scaring the shit out of other people.

So, Danny and Jazz moved to Gotham for a new start in their life and un-life ( ignore that he and Jazz are rather young to be moving across the country, ignore that his parents died saving them from the GIW ). They've got an "ok" apartment, and a job at this cute little flower shop run by an eccentric "possibly former supervillains" lesbian couple.

He's even making friends with the ghosts. Like Richard and Mary Grayson (trapeze incident) who are teaching him to fight like a human, if Danny didn't know better he'd think they were stalking those vigilantes. or Dr. Hamish (killer clown?) who's helping Jazz with her studies.

Apparently some time before they met Danny they were just shades who couldn't even manifest, weird. There's also the weirdly active shades telling him where all the good spots to watch the city are and how to find the cheapest prices at stores.

Nobody knows what's wrong with this creepy kid. Every time some mugger even looks in the scrawny boy's direction their loved ones show up and yell at them until the kid's down the street.

Batman tried to investigate the potential meta until he saw his parents waving in a nearby window. Danny's neighbor swares his grandma is haunting him and Danny for some reason, and any time the Joker goes within a city block of ivy and Harley's flower shop/home he becomes blind and deaf by the sheer number of his "volunteers" telling him to die.

[vanilla-extracter]

witches !!

[riviclouds]

you can always rely on your younger siblings to ruin everything

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Vanessa has worries over Gregory,,