Jan 19, 2013 23:32
Originally posted on my tumblr, here is an example of the kind of thing that my mind cooks up at 1:30 in the morning when I'm trying to fall asleep and failing.
“YOU’RE MINE,” growls the Asexual Seme, shoving His Kawaii-Uke-chan up against the wall and smothering him in a passionate hug, “SO PLEASE DON’T GO OUT WITHOUT ME TO DODGY NIGHTCLUBS, I WORRY ABOUT YOUR SAFETY.”
“THAT BASTARD BOSS-SAN HIT ON YOU AT WORK? I’LL KILL HIM AND THEN WE’LL FILE CHARGES WITH THE PROPER AUTHORITIES.”
“YOU CAN’T ESCAPE ME, UKE-CHAN~! I AM A CHAMPION AT HIDE-AND-SEEK!”
“YOU’VE BEEN STARING AT MY BOYFRIEND ALL NIGHT, YOU BASTARD, AND YOU HAVEN’T EVEN BOTHERED TO BUY HIM A DRINK YET. IF YOU’RE INTERESTED YOU SHOULD JUST SAY SO, HE THINKS YOU’RE CUTE.”
“YOU CAN’T GO OUT DRESSED LIKE THAT.”
“You’re horrible, Asexual Seme-chan! I’ll do as I like!”
“BUT THERE’S A STAIN ON THOSE BOOTY SHORTS FROM WHEN YOU SPILLED THAT DRINK LAST WEEK.”
“Kyaa! I’ll go change!”
“SHALL I PUT THESE IN THE LAUNDRY?”
I don’t know why he talks in all caps.