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Make my muse choose between _____ & _____.

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“Yeah, yeah, yeah, stop nyehhing and open the FUCKING DOOR!!” Miu liked to think she’d gotten BETTER with Himiko’s nyehs. In truth, she’d never actually had a PROBLEM with them, but for the sake of KEEPING UP APPERANCES (and pushing everyone away) she’d just kind of bullied her for it anyway. But right now, Miu was just PISSED. OFF. And if Himiko wouldn’t respect them as FRIENDS, then Miu damn sure wouldn’t either. “I know you’re in there. I already checked whether Tenko was drooling over you in the bathroom!!” And Angie had gladly opened her door and maligned Miu for MISSING CURFEW. As for everyone else? Fuck it. Let ‘em wake. Let ‘em HEAR THIS. “I got all night Himiko. All. Fucking. Night.” She wanted her answers. No. She NEEDED THEM. And she damn sure intended on GETTING THEM. No one abandoned her. No one betrayed her. No one put her SECOND. Not again. Not after... God, what were friends for, anyway? “Open. The fucking. Door. Himi--”

                                                                                                     “Geez. One sec…”

“Not one sec. NOW.” Miu’s patience had worn thin the SECOND she’d heard the rumor. Suddenly things were starting to click into place. All her FEARS come to life. The reason Himiko wouldn’t even LOOK AT HER in the cafeteria. Why she hadn’t come by Miu’s lab. Why she’d constantly MADE UP EXCUSES to not hang with her. The MISSED CALLS. Seriously, she’d actually listened to those fucking ASSHOLES? They could all get fucked. Click of the door, signifying it had been UNLOCKED and Himiko had invited her in. Not that Miu had even given Himiko a SECOND before she’d grabbed the handle and LET HERSELF IN ANYWAY. And wahh?! Glance away instantly, heart racing. Girl had to remain FURIOUS. Seeing Himiko all cute (and dare she say SEXY) in her undershirt and bloomers... Wouldn’t help matter. Blonde couldn’t -- WOULDN’T -- Give in.

“Okay. What the fuck is going on, Boardwalk? Spill it.” Cold steely eyes retrained themselves to stare Himiko DEAD IN THOSE PRETTY BURGUNDIES. “What’s this BULLSHIT I’m hearin’ about you ditching me for EMILY, ANGIE & FUCKIN’ TENKO?! -- IT’S BULLSHIT, RIGHT?!” Arms were folded, inadvertently pushing up her tits as she tapped her boots inpatiently. “Well?! ANSWER ME!!” Door was still open. And Miu was by no means being QUIET. Anyone could wake up. Anyone could overhear. And maybe Miu WANTED THAT. Wanted everyone to know that either Himiko CHOSE HER, or Himiko ABANDONED HER. (& She’d damn sure be slapping those three bitches, regardless.)

@imxaxmage​ said: @Miu, Someone told me Himiko agreed to stop talking to you how does that make you feel?

“She fuckin’ what?!” Heart pounded, fists clenched, nostrils flared, hot air BILLOWING OUT with every heave of fragile shoulders. “No. No. NO. She damn sure didn’t fuckin’ FRIENDZONE ME for the sake of gettin’ her fuckin’ PUSSY FILLED.” Girl was lucky she was wearing LEATHER GLOVES or she’d have tore crevices in those pretty hands of hers. “No. No. I don’t believe you. You…” Lips peels back now, baring gritted teeth hissing a SEETHE between them as ground up painful. “You’re just a lonely fuckin’ virgin tryna ruin my day! So why dontcha go FUCK YASELF and JUMP OFF A BRIDGE!!” With that she stomped her foot and stormed away. She’d find her own damn answers to this. Not from some fucking hearsay of someone that WASN’T EVEN HIMIKO. And when she found out who was LYING, or, or… Or who was PUSHING HIMIKO TO DO THIS, she was gonna BASH THEIR FUCKING TEETH IN. In amongst the red haze, she hadn’t even realized that she was ALREADY outside of Himiko’s room. “Open the fuck up, boardwalk. I need answers!!” She would knock this door down all night if need be…

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Roll of her eyes at the SECOND NYEH, but something did tug at heart strings deep inside her chest. (Wait, she still had a heart in there?) Seemed the more time Alice spent around Himiko the more Himiko’s VIGOROUS AURA seemed to draw out the innocence Alice herself once possessed. & The more fond Alice seemed to grow of the LITTLE BRAT. “You really are helpless, huh?” Okay, so she was getting BETTER, but still wasn’t exactly GREAT. Perhaps: You really can’t help yourself, can you? Would’ve been less insulting. “Do you see any other hotel within walking distance of the casino?” Brow raised, arms folding, hips jutting out. A BOLD FACED LIE. “And what if we lose everything? I mean, c’mon, we’re gonna have Tenko there. She’s a PRIME loser.” Self hum of amusement at her own joke. “So let’s just get the room, go for broke, and when we’re all drunk an’ shit, we don’t need ta call an uber.” A REASONABLE IDEA, NO? Pity it was bullshit. In truth, Alice just wanted to mark her territory. To teach Tenko a lesson. Of which girl HIMIKO loved more. (Wait, love?) Which girl Himiko LIKED MORE. (That was better. SAFER.)

“Gross as Hell!!“ Oh, yeah, this was the stuff. Alice LOVED ego injections almost as much as those FAKE BITCHES (like Miu) loved PLASTIC injections. “Now US? That sounds pretty hot, riiiighttt??” Fishing. For. Compliments. Something about the validation got her all HOT & BOTHERED. And maybe made her heart leap a bit. “Whut?” Blink. Blink. Blink. Himiko... WASN’T her toy? “But yer mine, right? My friend? My compadre? My wannabe enemy with benefits?” Okay, that last one might’ve been PUSHING IT. “You’re super cute, AND yer damn sure not HERS. Right?” Fingers dug into her arms, gritted teeth baring as lips curled up, eyes narrowing. What was Himiko’s problem right now? Why did she WANT Alice to share her? Or maybe Alice was missing the point entirely. But... But TOY had been the only way she’d learned to understand her intense need for POSSESSION & CONTROL. Otherwise people CHEATED. People LEFT. People ABANDONED & BETRAYED YOU. Maybe if Shuichi had made a toy of Kaede, the stupid bitch never would’ve committed MURDER behind his back.

“Wha’s the matter? I just mean I want ya all for myself...” Words were spoken a little more NERVOUSLY now. Something getting all WEIRD inside of Alice’s nervous system. W-Why... Why couldn’t she... Why wouldn’t she... Shake of her head. “Fine. Call yerself what you want. But I don’t wanna hear anyone else callin’ ya that shit.” Maybe they should just go with GIRLFRIEND then if that was much of a problem. But neither girl was READY for such a term or step or even CONCEPT. “Tonight. And tell her the first round’s on her.” What? They might as well GET A FREE DRINK out of it before Alice potentially destroyed Himiko’s first ever friendship. Did it even COUNT as a friendship? “Awwwh, you’re BLUSHING. Well, tell me, should I go Winter Wonderland, Locker Stripper, Prom Queen orrrrrr Little Black Dress?” That was to say: Eccentric. Slutty. Chic. Or Sexy. And YES she had lingerie to match each. (Well... Locker Stripper kinda WAS just lingerie.)

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“Oh, what are you making that noise for?” Alice had yet to quite come up with a NAME that made sense. But NYEHING sounded too… OFFENSIVE. Not that this was completely one hundred percent SENSITIVE, but it was still PROGRESS, dammit!! (Was it though?) “Ohhh. Wait. You really think I wanted to HAVE A THREESOME WITH TENKO?! Fucking God, no. Gross.” But… But how did she tell Himiko what her REAL PLAN was without giving up those ghost? Himiko wouldn’t have a DAMN THING to do with the plan if she knew of Alice’s intent to HUMILIATE Tenko. “Trust me, honey. When it comes to my toys. Alice. Doesn’t. Share. I just…” Hm. Alice pouted, cheek puffing out as she thought about it. “I just wanna TALK TO HER. And get to the bottom of WHY she’s drooling at the sight of you peeing. That’s all. And take… APPROPRIATE corrective measures, if need be.” And that included WHAT?! Fucking Himiko in front of her? Stepping on her throat til she CROAKED? Slapping the shit out of her until she didn’t go near Himiko again? Or a more SUBTLE threat? To be honest, the answer was likely OPTION A. “So do you wanna go to a casino and a love hotel with moi or not? And, no, we won’t be sharing a room with that DISGUSTING PIG.”

          “ＮＹＥＥＥＥＥＥＥＥＥＨ．．．”  Himiko didn’t even know WHY she made that noise. So she couldn’t really answer the question. First time she did it, was when she was really, really, really little. Like four years old. Started out innocently enough — Tiny redhead crawling around the floor, pretending she was a cat, making ‘nyeh’ sounds. Eventually it became almost A COMPULSION. When she was excited, or terrified, or anxious, the noise just kinda slipped out! Was easier than expressing her emotions via words. (Thinking of the right thing to say was always SUCH A PAIN) — “I d-dunno it just kinda—NYEH!?” & There it was again. “I don’t get it…I-If you aren’t trying ta have a threesome with T-Tenko and me…Then why invite us to the Hotel Kumasutra…?” Mage had never been to a love hotel, but she knew what happened in those types of places. (& Maybe she WAS curious).

          “You’re right…It is GROSS.” Would Alice take that as a good thing or an insult? It wasn’t that Himiko didn’t wanna have sex with the fashionista…Was more the thought of having Tenko there. She LOVED her friend, but the girl could be PRETTY WEIRD. (Hence the point of this entire conversation) — “When it comes to your toys…? I might be cute…B-But I’m not a toy…” She grumbled. POUTING PETULANTLY.

          Of all the sexual fantasies she’d had before coming to this academy? Being someone else’s thrall had NEVER made the list — If Alice was being serious about this…Then SHE was gonna be the one in charge. “Hm. If you just wanna talk to her…I guess I can ask her ta join us…” There was no way Tenko would say NO. If Himiko asked the aikido master to jump off a cliff with her? She would. “When should I tell her ta meet up…?” & Why would Alice & HER be sharing a love hotel as part of this plan? Were they gonna—FACE FLUSHED BRIGHT RED.

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                                                “WAHHH?!” 

Miu’s entire body jerked back in OFFENSIVE SHOCK. “D-D-Dumb?!” No. That’s not what Himiko said. “Th-Th--The DUMBEST THING?! Who are you calling the dumbest thing!!” And why the FUCK was it TURNING HER ON. Indeed as she had her invention and intellect insulted in tandem, Miu could feel her positively THROBBING & DRIPPING beneath slick black panties. With heart racing in her chest, it had to be said: Maybe the secret truth of Miu’s GENIUS was her insane ability to somehow maintain a conscious stream of thought while THIS overwhelmingly stimulated? “Cumming is the fucking BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD!!” Now it was MIU speaking from experience. “T-Temporary fix?!” Yes. Miu. This is why you chronically masturbate in empties. Because  only two things motivate you: SEX & SCIENCE. (& Himiko, but you still won’t admit that.) “Everyone wants ta cum!! The fuck wouldn’t wanna cum in their lives?!” Uhhh... Nervous grumble as steely eyes flashed down to the gound in SHAME. “I-I-I... MAY have overlooked children. B-B-But... Who is buying this stuff when they have kids ANYWAY?!” A valid response, no? “Do you leave out your STRAP ONS and DILDOS for the kids at your magic shows?! -- NO. D’ya leave porn STREAMING on your living room TV for your mom to find? -- OF COURSE NOT!!” Miu had just kinda assumed that the people who took an interest in these kinda products would do so DISCRETELY. It was NOVELTY EROTICA!! Not some public expose. “’Cuz then you’ll have both, d-d--DAHHH?!!” Miu hadn’t dropped to knees this quick since she last sucked her juices from Himiko’s cock. Way she clattered nad grabbed at the lights, gathering them up and protecting them; Girl was starting to look more like GOLLUM.

“WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!” Teary eyes glowered up in steely rage at Himiko. How was MIU the one taking the moral high ground right now?! “N-No!! These are a brand new invention! Why d’ya think I could make ‘em specifically in YOUR COLOR?!” Okay, maybe admitting you’d INTENTIONALLY made them red because they made you think of Himiko NOT the best move. But Miu wasn’t exactly thinking straight right now. “And I still haven’t tested ‘em on anyone but ME!!” ...Wow. That might’ve just been the saddest sentence ever said. (Guess Miu’s lonely.) “A-And!! They don’t have to think of me!! I could do all kinds of lights! Furries and actors and TV characters and anime chicks!! I could even do one of YOU!!” ...Missing... The... Point. “And besides people think of me EVERY DAY. I can’t help it!!” So you make it WORSE? Miu just admit it, you’re a narcissist who thinks your tits are the only true thing of any value to people. “A-And...” GULP. She’d scrambled back to her feet at this point; Organs working over time as she struggled to REASON with the understandably infuriated mage. “I-, I--... EEKK!!” Freeze up as Himiko HURLED all over her boots; Body SHAKING. Well.. She wasn’t turned on anymore... “I-, I--...” The air seemed to stand still. Atmosphere CLOYING. “I need to take these off...” Hard swallow and knelt down to do just that, pulling gloves over her fingers to catch the zips and slip out of her boots -- Losing two inches of height in the process. “I, uhh...” Steel broke in CONCERN, glancing up at Himiko has she tossed the boots asides; Gloves, too. “This is really important to you, huh?” About Santa AND people having naked symbols of Miu. Glance back down with a nervous laugh. “I... Admittedly didn’t think you CARED...” That part was just about Miu. “H-Here...” Hand reached into her pocket, pulling out a pack of tissues and offering them up.

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“What’s there to NOT GET? You look at the Christmas lights and if your sad and lonely? You CUM.” Miuuuuu may not have let Himiko finish the question because when she did, blonde brown and grey eyes narrowed in deep thought, girl genius POUTING. “What d'ya mean? Who WOULDN’T wanna cum more in life?” Questoinably logic, Miu. “Like, wouldn’t YOU use ‘em? In fact, here. have a set! They’re red!!” Without a hint of irony or second thought, Miu was shoving a box of the SINFUL THINGS into Himiko’s hands. “Those ones are even MIU SHAPED!!” And that Miu shape was NAKED. “I also got decorated ones that project images of me around the room!” They also happened to be NAKED. Look, that was just kinda Miu’s THING. “As for Santa… You really think it would make it weird for him? You don’t think Santa wants to cum once in a while?” Pause. “I mean, C'MON…” Would this be way too much information for one of the few adults who STILL BELIEVED IN SANTA? “Ya really think Fatty McGreybeard is getting any from Mrs Clause? Bitch is prolly being gangbanged by Santa’s elves as we speak!! Ahahah-HAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Yes, she was proud of that joke. Fucking hell.

          “That’s THE DUMBEST thing I’ve ever heard!” Eyes hardened with hostility & the itty-bitty mage pointed an index-finger aggressively into the inventor’s STUPID face — “Cumming might feel good and all…But it’s not a cure for depression! Trust me!” If it was, Himiko’s depression woulda been remedied years ago. “It’s a temporary fix at best! And what about all the other people who see ‘em on accident? The ones that don’t wanna cum!?” Like the innocent elderly & children. Miu really hadn’t thought this one through. Something about this topic really TRIGGERED the redhead — Christmas was the most important Holiday of the year. It reminded her of the good times with mom & dad. When they were a family. Before he disappeared. & That shouldn’t be TAINTED by these gross inventions! “Nyeh!? Why would I wanna use these? I got the real thing!” With that Himiko dropped the disgusting lights. No care in the world for if they SHATTERED. In fact; She hoped they would.  (Was kinda sweet that Miu knew her favorite color—NO IT WASN’T!) 

           “ ＮＮＮＮＮＮＮＮＮ．．．"  Brow furrowed & bitter burgundies dropped to the lights now splayed across the floor. They actually were in the shape of Miu’s naked body. Looked exactly like the real thing. JEALOUSY STRUCK like a mage’s lightning spell — “Th-There are people in Japan…W-With those…? Right now…?”  (If Japan even still existed)  Stomach churned back & forth. VIOLENTLY. Himiko grabbed at her tummy in an attempt to soothe it. Bile rising to her mouth. “Y-You seriously want those random people touching themselves while thinking of you…?” AFTER EVERYTHING!? & Miu actually had the nerve to be jealous of Angie & the others? Mental torture didn’t stop there, either. No, the inventor just had ta keep stabbing figurative knives into Himiko’s spine. “Santa Claus’ wife loves him! She makes him cum! No one else! A-A-And sh-she’s not cheating on him with elves! STOP IT!” Images of Mrs. Claus being gangbanged by elves flooded her skull, making her sick. “I-I-I’m gonna—HUUUUURK!” & There it was, she barfed all over Miu’s boots.

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Of all the people in the world, Makoto may just have been the one who struggled THE MOST with Himiko’s ‘nyehs’. That wasn’t intended as an INSULT. Nor did Makoto wish for the redhead to stop or change. Rather, it was just a commentary on Makoto’s OWN MINDSET. Her own inability to read and understand human emotion and to make contextual, associative links between BEHAVIOUR & FEELING. If you were anxious and wanted Makoto to know, you were better off just TELLING HER. Relying on her to read rooms, read body language, was a sure-fire PITFALL for anyone trying to communicate with the girl to FALL INTO. She just couldn’t do it. Sure, maybe she’d gotten BETTER. Thanks to Suzui, Takamaki, and Takao but those were still just MICRO-STEPS at this point. Blush. “You’ve been thinking about it a lot?” See? Much easier for her to react to the WORDS. Words were static, scientific, interpretative CERTAINTIES. “A-About who?” Nerves, heartbeat and maybe a THRUM of her clit all had Makoto’s guard down. This was most certainly NOT the kind of conversation she’d envisioned having today. “We’re starting where YOU started, Himiko. A-And... That really... Depends... What kind of choking? As someone who...” GULP. “Likes... The idea of being choked...” Top ten secrets she thought she’d never share with ANYONE. “I-I can just... It’s easy, I guess, for me to UNDERSTAND the moral standpoint of the kink.”

Man, they really were a pair of college kids, huh? Yet somehow they were having these kinds of conversations without being DRUNK nor HIGH. “Wait a second...” Without warning or even a hint of ASKING, Makoto grabbed at Himiko’s wrist, jerking the girl CLOSER as the student council president leaned in, INHALING the redhead’s scent and probably invading the mage’s personal space in all honesty. “Is that alcohol?” Maybe ONE OF THEM was drunk right now, after all. “Have you been drinking?” Nothing they could confirm, likely. But she at least SMELLED like alcohol. Whether that pointed fingers at one of Ibuki’s concerts, Tsumugi’s parties, or Miu’s... MIU-NESS, remained to be seen. Speaking from experience, she’d gotten into trouble with Sae on a NUMBER of occasions thanks to Ann and that Karaoke bar. “Mnnh...” Soft groan of arousal as Himiko confirmed Makoto’s suspicions. It MADE SENSE all things considered. Himiko had a low threshold for pain and very little autonomy or responsibility in life. Being DOMINATIVE in the bedroom... Seemed to fit. Makoto on the other hand... Really depended on the day. Sometimes she needed to just let her inhibitions go and let SOMEONE ELSE take control. Other times, she... ACTED OUT. Though, something told her such thoughts wouldn’t even CROSS HER MIND with Himiko. Wait, what was she even THINKING?! Glance down in shape, cheeks matching her eyes.

“I don’t know? That’s why I’m getting to know you...” Besides, Makoto knew better than anyone that COGNITION & IMAGINATION was hugely important to whether one could GET THEMSELVES OFF. Some people needed the visual. “Miu?” Name slipped out in instinctual question, but even Makoto just seemed to move on from it. Mostly just a QUESTION IN PASSING. “Daytime soap operas, huh? Do they help you in any way?” Genuine question. “I spend a lot of time playing arcade shooters and watching action movies. It... SURPRISES ME TO THIS DAY how much I’ve managed to fine tune my self-defense and shooting skills...” Though that may have had something to do with the CONTRACT she’d signed last year. HUH?! Descriptor stunned Makoto to silence, wide eyes blinking; Words SETTLING IN. She had to admit... The story had caught her attention... “W-Well... What happened next?” Question lingered for but a second before she pushed for more. “Like, did the couple SURVIVE? Did his brother die again? Is he still out there trying to ruin the first brother’s relationship? Did the first brother get arrested? Why did the twin brother WANT to steal his girlfriend?” Himiko hadn’t even confirmed that she’d LIKED this particular episode, and Makoto was already engrossed. How awkward would it be if it turned out she HATED IT? “How did he even come back from the dead? How’d he die in the first place?” Was she OVERLOADING Himiko with questions? Maybe she should just WATCH THE SHOW.

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@imxaxmage​​ said: ‘what are you into’ is such a fucking broad question. what do i say to that? a tv show or choking? @ Makoto

“Uhhmm…” Admittedly, Makoto had to take a step back and a short breath, because… THAT… Well, she wasn’t expecting THAT to say the least. “I mean, I can’t say that was my first thought, but…” She liked CHOKING? Makoto blushed and bit her lip. Girl may have been somewhat of a MORALLY STRINGENT WALLFLOWER (compliments of her sister) but she wasn’t without her WILD SIDE. The kind of wild side that went strutting down the red district just to see how people would REACH. The kind that went and demanded to be seen by a mafia kingpin with no regard for how that BACKFIRE. The kind that took on the PHANTOM THIEVES. Not to mention the only one that could’ve WON against them. More recent outfits of hers had… EXPERIMENTED… Stockings. Chokers. Questionably appropriate tops. Shorter skirts and higher heels. Not to mention ANN & EIKO’s influence. (And Ryuji’s… Rather regrettably.) This was all to say… Makoto MAY have shared Himiko’s interest. “Very well, let’s start there… DO YOU like choking? Choking others or being choked? And what kind of television shows do you enjoy? Do… THEY have choking in them?” Yeah, this was why Makoto didn’t talk to people.

          “Nyeeeeeeeeeeeeeh…” She needed to lay off the ‘Courage Potions,’ & to stop hanging out with Miu — Inventor really was A BAD INFLUENCE. Or maybe she was just making excuses? Maybe that slip of her kink into the conversation had NOTHING to do with the blonde & everything to do with…Well, it just being something Himiko had recently found out she GOT OFF ON.  (Was still kinda Miu’s fault…Cuz that’s who she’d tried it on)  “J-Just something I’ve been th-thinking about a lot lately…I guess…K-Kinda just slipped in…” No, that was DEFINITELY cuz of the liquor on her breath — There were some things even SHE wouldn’t say sober.  (Least not to Makoto)  “Nyeh!? W-We’re seriously gonna start there…? I-Isn’t a moral compass…Or whatever, s’posed ta be against choking…?” It was pretty clear that the mage didn’t QUITE UNDERSTAND Makoto’s Ultimate. Or perhaps she just wasn’t recognizing the difference between choking someone to death & choking someone for fun.

          This was feeling an awful lot like an INTERROGATION in one of those police dramas — Not typically the kinda shows that Himiko liked ta watch, but even soap operas had interrogations sometimes! She knew what they looked like! Makoto TOTALLY gave off that SCARY COP VIBE — “Nyeeeeh…I…” Voice trailed off & an overdue blush rushed across her face. Painting the tips of ears bright pink! This was a super personal question… & While she had been the one to bring it up, she hadn’t expected the other girl to ask for details. “I like ta do the choking…” LIGHT CACKLE & index-fingers crossed playfully in front of her small chest. Slight roll on the balls of feet. She looked like a kid who’d just got away with stealing cookies from a cookie-jar.  (She tried that once. Mommy caught her & banned her from the kitchen.)

          “D-Do the shows I watch have choking in them…? What kinda shows have choking in them…? Th-That sounds like something Miu would watch.” AKA; PORN — “I mostly just watch daytime soap operas and stuff…No choking…‘Cept the bad kind sometimes…Like this one time this guy’s twin brother came back from the dead and tried ta steal his girlfriend…S-So he had ta choke him out…B-But that’s not the kinda choking I like!”  

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(  sms.   hims )  okay okay (  sms.   hims )  lets not get ahead of ourselves (  sms.   hims )  god i cant believe u just unironically typed that (  sms.   hims )  ur such a narc

Yet as Emily ADMONISHED her friend, she continued to shake her head and exhale amusedly and, most of all, SMILE. At least until that follow up question hit. Brow knitted, hum of thought tickling at the back of Emily’s throat. Thumbs stilled against the touchscreen of her phone. A few generations OLDER than the models she’d grown used to in her youth.

(  sms.   hims )  sad & drunken thoughts (  sms.   hims )  the kind i dont like 2 talk about

DEEP SIGH now and Emily may just have FACEPALMED at her friend’s reply. “Himiko Yumeno. You are fucking ridiculous.” Brown eyes glanced up. Some prick was offering to buy her another round. “I can take care of myself, thanks.” SARCASM dripped off her tongue as she stood up, going to the bar her damn self. The guy backed off. Thank God.

(  sms.   hims )  who do u see wearing cat pjs in public hims? (  sms.   hims )  the cat ears sound cute tho (  sms.   hims )  literally anything sensible (  sms.   hims )  im wearin a cute black top and leggings /w a denim jacket (  sms.   hims )  c’mon ur gonna leave me all lonely out here?

Back at her table she took a sip from fresh wine, letting out an appreciative hum. “Why did I ever let Jessica talk me into white wine?” Because back then she cared more for being LIKED than LIKING HERSELF. And look where that got her.

(  sms.   hims )  c’monnn just wear something outdoorsy and ill getcha in (  sms.   hims )  c’monnnn (  sms.   hims )   ya know ya want to himmy hims (  sms.   hims )   him him himmy him him him himmy him himmy himmy himmy himmy himmmsssss

SNAP. Yes, she’d just taken a picture. And, yes, she WOULD send it if Himiko continued to be a BRAT.

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Smile couldn’t HELP but grace Emily’s lips at Himiko’s initial reply, soft exhale of amusement as she shook her head. Himiko damn sure had something about her. An HONEST and SINCERE confidence. The kind Emily WISHED she’d always had. Maybe if she had… She took another drink.

(  sms.   hims ) VERY cute

Texts were short not out of any kind of ANGER but, rather, out of Emily’s curt and concise nature, combined with the ALCOHOL. Made typing a little HARD. Her texting always got a little SLANTED when drunk. Hell, why do you think she always left parties EARLY whenever she had important work to do?

(  sms.   hims ) idk? (  sms.   hims ) was just thinkin bout u

More amusement – This time in the form of a full-blown LAUGH at the suggestion. Not meant to be MEAN. Himiko could just be so NAIVE at times. Her lack of social experience really started to show in moments like this.

(  sms.   hims ) I… (  sms.   hims ) dont think theyd let u in2 the bar (  sms.   hims ) dress code n all that (  sms.   hims ) ambrosia (  sms.   hims ) its a wine n cocktail bar /w 2nd story seating in kyoto (  sms.   hims ) i can pay 4 the uber if u need

Or maybe she just didn’t want ANGIE to be involved in any of this.

(  sms.   emily )  Hii Hee Hee Hee Hee  (=^･ω･^=) (  sms.   emily )  That’s right. I’m the cutest…Ever.  (  sms.   emily )  Nyeh? U were thinking of me? What kinda thoughts?

          “Nyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh…” Pocket-sized mage dramatically fell back against the headboard  —  She’d been prepared to drag herself outta bed & make the drive across the city.  ( Well she wouldn’t be driving. Every time SHE got behind the wheel, she had a PANIC ATTACK )  Lips poked out into a prominent pout & the redhead grumpily rolled off the mattress. 

(  sms.   emily )  Y not…? Got cat ears n everything… (  sms.   emily )  What kinda dress code? Can I wear my normal clothes? Cuz if I gotta get dressed up I’m not coming. (  sms.   emily )  Getting dressed up 2 go 2 bars is a pain.  (  sms.   emily )  (｡•́︿•̀｡)

          Skeletal shoulders sagged & arms hung LIMP & DEFEATED at her sides as she made the arduous trek across the room  —  She’d never actually got dressed up to go to a bar before. She’d never even had a drink. But, she figured, IT WAS A PAIN. & So far, she was right.

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When u meet someone and u want to ask them if they like ur special interest instead of normal questions like “What did u do last weekend”

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Desperate reached pinnacle the second Himiko AGREED with her. If Alice hadn't already GIVEN UP THE GHOST that this was all some bullshit act to hide her real feelings, well... She was just about to PUSH THE ENVELOPE. "See?! Even you admit that he's a creep! I mean, who'd wanna be pushed outta there comfort zone like that?!" Alice found herself scratting a little NERVOUSLY against thin arms. "It's TERRIFYING. I... I..." Bite of her lip and she layed those gentle eyes upon Himiko as she offered SAFE HARBOR. The pout, the scoot, the burial. Alice had even wrapped her around the mage and pulled her EVEN CLOSER. "You said you'd protect me, Hufflepuff." Deep inhale of Himiko's scent. "So PROTECT ME." Runaway Bride continued in the background and Alice's head inevitably turned, eyes watching INTENTLY. "I still don't know why you watch these stupid rom-coms..." As if they hadn't been the VERY THING that kept Alice going in her youth. Sad days spent squirrelled away in her room with a box of popcorn chicken, in nothing but a tank top and underwear cause she was either TOO LAZY or TOO SAD to actually get dressed. (And she damn sure didn't wanna keep her SHUJIN UNIFORM on... -- PTSD and all that.) "They're so... STUPID."

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“What do you mean how is it terrifying?! A-Are you not paying attention!?” To be honest, Alice would do all the MENTAL GYMNASTICS necessary to justify her actions. Including… “H-He’s CLEARLY just trying to fix her! Or–… Or get a major scoop on who she USED TO BE, and why she’s not LIKE THIS!!” Well, that was awful specific from a girl with a secret past of being RUTHLESSLY BULLIED and how that trauma had led her down a regrettable path of CONNIVING, SELFISH, VENGEFUL SPITE. “She doesn’t WANT to open up or commit to him!!” Then why WAS SHE? Okay, now she was just PROJECTING. Why couldn’t Alice just ADMIT that it was CUTE? Because that went against the facade she’d built up over the last three years? “Th-That’s NOT why I’m…” HARD GULP. “God, just… Shut up and watch the movie.” Oh. Oh, no. She was POUTING now. Still, she gave Himiko’s hand a SQUEEZE and shuffled ever closer, brushing thighs and rest her head on, well… Himiko was small sooooo… Resting her head on HIMIKO’s head.

          So the fashionista was seriously gonna run this DUMB narrative? What was that word again? The one Tsumugi used to describe Maki? Oh yeah, TSUNDERE. Alice Hiiragi was a total tsundere. Making up all these stupid excuses for why she was holding Himiko’s hand? — Even the SOCIALLY-INEPT mage could see right through her.  ( With her magic of course )  “Nyeh. When you put it that way…It is sorta creepy…And mean…I guess.” She’d thought the guy seemed pretty romantic; But when she thought about it rationally, & magically, he really was kinda A JERK, huh? — “But it’s not scary.” & That was coming from HER. The girl who got frightened & peed herself every time someone closed a door a little too loudly. “Geez. If you’re that scared…C’mere...I’ll protect you.” Everything happened SO FAST.  (Too fast for someone like her to keep up with) — “Nyeh!?” Lethargic mage caught a glimpse of Alice’s pout outta the corner of her eye, but before she could comment on it or help, the older girl was scooting closer & burying her face in red hair. Master’s hat was resting on the nightstand beside her. WITHIN ARM’S REACH. Himiko had taken it off cuz she couldn’t get COMFY.  

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"What's there to NOT GET? You look at the Christmas lights and if your sad and lonely? You CUM." Miuuuuu may not have let Himiko finish the question because when she did, blonde brown and grey eyes narrowed in deep thought, girl genius POUTING. "What d'ya mean? Who WOULDN'T wanna cum more in life?" Questoinably logic, Miu. "Like, wouldn't YOU use 'em? In fact, here. have a set! They're red!!" Without a hint of irony or second thought, Miu was shoving a box of the SINFUL THINGS into Himiko's hands. "Those ones are even MIU SHAPED!!" And that Miu shape was NAKED. "I also got decorated ones that project images of me around the room!" They also happened to be NAKED. Look, that was just kinda Miu's THING. "As for Santa... You really think it would make it weird for him? You don't think Santa wants to cum once in a while?" Pause. "I mean, C'MON..." Would this be way too much information for one of the few adults who STILL BELIEVED IN SANTA? "Ya really think Fatty McGreybeard is getting any from Mrs Clause? Bitch is prolly being gangbanged by Santa's elves as we speak!! Ahahah-HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Yes, she was proud of that joke. Fucking hell.

          “Nyeh…? I don’t get it…” Just like with MOST of Miu’s inventions.  ( Though, she did have a soft spot for the ones that let you do stuff while sleeping )  “Why would anyone wanna decorate the Christmas tree with lights that make you cum if you look at ‘em…? Wouldn’t that just make things really weird for Santa…?” There was no hint of humor or a blush on cheeks. ONLY CONCERN. 

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@imxaxmage​​ said: 'what are you into’ is such a fucking broad question. what do i say to that? a tv show or choking? @ Makoto

"Uhhmm..." Admittedly, Makoto had to take a step back and a short breath, because... THAT... Well, she wasn't expecting THAT to say the least. "I mean, I can't say that was my first thought, but..." She liked CHOKING? Makoto blushed and bit her lip. Girl may have been somewhat of a MORALLY STRINGENT WALLFLOWER (compliments of her sister) but she wasn't without her WILD SIDE. The kind of wild side that went strutting down the red district just to see how people would REACH. The kind that went and demanded to be seen by a mafia kingpin with no regard for how that BACKFIRE. The kind that took on the PHANTOM THIEVES. Not to mention the only one that could've WON against them. More recent outfits of hers had... EXPERIMENTED... Stockings. Chokers. Questionably appropriate tops. Shorter skirts and higher heels. Not to mention ANN & EIKO's influence. (And Ryuji's... Rather regrettably.) This was all to say... Makoto MAY have shared Himiko's interest. "Very well, let's start there... DO YOU like choking? Choking others or being choked? And what kind of television shows do you enjoy? Do... THEY have choking in them?" Yeah, this was why Makoto didn't talk to people.

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@imxaxmage​​ said: you’re fucking adorable and adorably fuckable. @ Natsuki (Himiko b drunk)

"...Huh?" Blink. Blink. Blink. "What...?" The fuck was even happening right now? Himiko... THOUGHT SHE WAS ADORABLE? No. Though she was. FUCKING. Adorable? A-And. And. And. And... And she thought she was WHAT?! "What are you talking about?! I'm not ADORABLE!! A-And what does ADORABLY FUCKABLE even mean?!" Seriously, that sounded like an INSULT to Natsuki. But that was probably (DEFINITELY) her PTSD speaking. "Why can't I just be FUCKABLE?!" Eyes were pinched shut, fists clenched. A COMMON SIGHT, no doubt, for the ever-insensitive and ever-complimentary Himiko. Seriously half the shit Natsuki took offensively were meant with the KINDEST of hearts. "How'd ya react if I said YOU were fucking adorable and that adorably fuckable, huh?!" Pause. "But I wouldn't!! I'd call ya FUCKABLY FUCKABLE!! 'Cuz that's what you ARE!!"

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@imxaxmage​​ said: i made you cum, don’t ignore me. @ whoever

Grunt of frustration, brown eyes sharp like a WARNING SIGN but Emily kept walking away from the Ultimate Mage, each stomp creating more distance as FUSTRATION bubbled. Anger or rage would be too cruel a word. Because Emily, deep down. She KNEW. She wasn't mad at HIMIKO. She was mad at HERSELF. "This. Wasn't. Supposed. To happen. Himiko." Words spat through gritted teeth. "We... We got too close, okay?" No. They'd gotten TOO DRUNK. Or maybe TOO SAD. Or too... SOMETHING. Point was-- "You weren't SUPPOSED to make me cum. I wasn't supposed to make YOU cum. There wasn't supposed to be ANY cumming between us." She'd swore off relationships. Swore off MISTAKES. And for all their FORCED CIRCUMSTANCE, MOMENTS OF CLARITY, and the CLEAR-CUT BOND between the two... Emily was still SCARED. Scared of Himiko. Scared to commit. Scared of being hurt all over again. "So what do you want from me, huh? A pat on the back, a GOOD JOB? An I LOVE YOU? 'Cuz I'm not ready for that kinda shit." And maybe she'd never be...

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@imxaxmage​ said: i’d say we’re enemies with benefits. @ Alice

Condescending laugh came from the fashion design. "I think we need ta be FUCKING MORE, for that kinda thing, don'tcha think?" Or fucking at ALL. Did getting HANDSY at the bar or a few SEXTS, NUDES & VIDS really count? Or-- "Wait, HAVE WE FUCKED?" Alice had a few blackout nights in recent months. What with all the MURDER & STUFF. So maybe then. "Also, c'moooonnnn, ENEMIES? Ya hate me that much?" Not that Alice would BLAME HER. "Plus ya'd have to be a THREAT TO ME to be considered my ENEMY." That narcissism was EXACTLY why Himiko hated her. Maybe Himiko was tryna be CUTE; Maybe this was sort of a COMPLIMENT? And here Alice was being a jackass. "What brought this on anyway?" There was ONE WAY Himiko threatened Alice. She threatened to open the girl up. Make her TRUST & FEEL AGAIN. Make her remember that at one point she had a CONSCIENCE. Ambitions. Dreams. Life goals. The entire POINT of this WHOLE FUCKIN' THING. That she’d started all of this for people like HIMIKO, who reminded her of people like HER. Who she USED TO BE. And her inner demons didn't LIKE THAT.