tastes_of_honey: (Downcast)
"I don’t care what you think,
As long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery"

-- "I Don't Care" by Fall Out Boy


"Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
Like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart."

-- "Seventy Times 7" by Brand New
tastes_of_honey: (Crazytime)
My Nagi saved his hash by treating me to a birthmonth spa day. I was exfoliated, oiled, and massaged. I got a facial, a mani-pedi, and deep conditioning for my hair. Then we had a sleepover. I still feel all tingly.

My Brad has one day left to fete me before I'll be forced to take vengeance on him.
tastes_of_honey: (Tokyo (thoughtful))
Schu and Aya are having a domestic day at Schu's flat together. Their kind of domestic.

"This ice tea is good. Are you sure you made it?" Aya asked as he continued to drink.

"You suck... not nearly enough. Yeah, I made it. I put a pitcher of water with some tea bags out in the sun. Big deal." Schu stretches out on the chair to be more enticing.

"Are you trying to distract me from the tea?"
tastes_of_honey: (Tokyo (thoughtful))
January 19, 2000
a Rome, Italy

When Schuldig had come to this reality to do his funeral for Farfarello, he'd intended that to be his single visit to this place. He'd throw Farfarello's ashen mortal remains on the pope and scare the hell out of the crowd, then leave, never to return.

But once his rage and grief faded, he realized that he really needed to know the effects of his actions here. The whole point of shaking people and manipulating events was to shape what happened next. In the months since Schuldig had returned a few times to check out the reality's media. The pope had taken a major hit to his authority and respect, although he retained his title. At least for now. There were whispers that the College of Cardinals was in an uproar. Some people converted out of Catholicism, while others converted to it, thinking that such a manifestation around the pope might mean he and his faith were on to something. Secular news sources and atheists struggled to discover Schuldig's identity and motives and figure out how he'd teleported around. Non-secular sources openly wondered if he were a demon or the devil himself and a signpost of the upcoming Apocalypse.

The horror in discovering that the ashes were human remains had been close to universal. Schuldig remembered getting a lot of them into the pope's open mouth, and he could imagine his Farfarello having a big laugh over that.

An event that splashy and macabre--that had been captured on video cameras to boot--stayed in the global news for quite a while, although it had started to die down. Italy, especially the areas closest to Vatican City, however, retained more interest in it.

With his coat's hood up over his hair and rose-colored glasses over his eyes, Schuldig scanned the front pages of the papers at a newsstand. Did he want more rational attempts to explain what he'd done or more terror and religious speculation? Both could be fun!

Suddenly Schuldig felt Radio Schwarz come online and an almost familiar presence nearby. He picked up the closest paper, tossed some money down, and walked in the direction he sensed it in.

Goes so very NSFW )

((This is the interlude Schu was demanding I finish in this [livejournal.com profile] dear_mun post. The entry is backdated so it will come up on Schu's home page where it should.))


Oct. 26th, 2007 04:48 pm
tastes_of_honey: (Hell)
I had a kind of funeral for Farfarello yesterday, and my head still hurts from the telepathic work involved. Ambition has its price, but when I throw an event it has to be special.

Now I know who killed him and nearly got me and Brad killed as well: [livejournal.com profile] cursed_bird. It's not simply a psycho ex thing because he's threatening people in Nagi's life too. I'm putting together ideas on how to put a stop to this bullshit but asked the Nexus to see if anyone there had some nasty cool things to add. Most of them didn't, but some of it may help.

Brad's still pissed that someone I met in the Nexus is trying to destroy our team. Then he had the gall to be surprised for a few minutes that I didn't want to move back in with him or let him move in with me. I'm not gonna forget all the stuff he let happen before. He got the picture fairly quickly, though. I guess you can teach an old Brad new tricks. Or he realized anew that I'm all he has left of Schwarz so he should give me more respect and space.

So I'm depressed and angry. And headthrobby. Broken mind links take time to heal.


Oct. 21st, 2007 09:16 pm
tastes_of_honey: (Laugh)
::Schuldig is sitting on his couch, smoking and staring into space. The edges of bruises are visible on his skin here and there. Even his hair looks less lustrous. The belly of his frog ashtray is nearly full; strangled-looking butts are about to start dangling out the gaping mouth.::

((open for company))

Some Sun

Sep. 19th, 2007 11:18 pm
tastes_of_honey: (Sunglasses)
::Schu is in a green Speedo and sunglasses lying on a towel on one of his Nexus living room couches. Don't worry, he has sunscreen on.::

::Hey, the Nexus has more sunshine than London.::

((Open to visitors))
tastes_of_honey: (Evil Plans)
((Taken from [livejournal.com profile] dr_y_a_n_a: If you want to have your pup have some sort of sexual relations with mine, comment here! I'll write a little something that does just that!))
tastes_of_honey: (Tokyo (thoughtful))
I settled on a flat. It's not big, but I'm living on my own and don't need much. Hell, I'm used to mostly living in a bedroom and just occasionally visiting a living room or a kitchen. It's gonna be weird living alone long-term. Never did it before. I never had my mental safety so threatened by living with Brad or Schwarz before that I had to.

It's lightly furnished already. I already have a lot of stuff for my bedroom because I bought a lot of bedroom stuff when we first came to London.

I also bought myself a laptop of my own and have been happily filling it with porn, cat macros, and illicit music files for my iPod. I even used some of that when a dinosaur screensaver showed up in the Nexus looking for one of the Nightwings. Since my hair still has a bit of the blue left in it, the goth chickie at the store was particularly friendly and gave me some stickers to help dress it up. We're going out to dinner tomorrow night. I have a Heroes download to watch with Schwarz later.

Nagi's apartment was destroyed in a rain of blood from the sprinkler system. Yeah, we have no clue who did that. [/sarcasm] Nagi is replacing his clothes, refurnishing, and working on restoring some of the damaged stuff.


Hakkai and Gojyo have been deLOL'd, and Nagi got something out of it. ((So very NSFW.))


Some guys are really desperate to get laid. Reed Richards asks for answers from people who've been gender-swapped by LOLs. There's something very wrong just in the phrase "Reed Richards, Sexologist."

Meanwhile, Nightwing wonders why so many people are obsessed with his ass. Dick, you're in great shape and wear a costume that shows it off. Plus, 90% of the men in the Nexus are ass pirates.

He also wondered why people from the same and similar universes tend to appear in the Nexus in waves and got a lot of philosophical and scientific answers.

Horatio Crane has his own theme music playing behind him and won't stop fiddling with his frickin' sunglasses.


(([livejournal.com profile] feline_casanova is railing against his mun in [livejournal.com profile] dear_mun. It's cute.))
tastes_of_honey: (Sunglasses)
::Schuldig's little corner of the Nexus is almost becoming a full living room now that it's a couch, a smaller plush chair, two end tables with covered platters of goodies on top of 'em, a mini-fridge, and a coat-stand that has his Dr. Badass sign (turned inward), wind chimes, a blue trench coat, and a ridiculously long scarf hanging from it. Furniture and accessories keep wandering in. Maybe one day it'll find walls or a whole entire house.::

::Schuldig's lying on his couch with his eyes closed under blue sunglasses, hair fanned out, and iPodphones in as he slow-writhes and air conducts whatever song he's listening to. He's casual in old blue jeans, bare feet, and "Fuck Art, Let's Kill" T-shirt. One of his waving wrists has a jingling red leather kitty collar twisted around it, and the tag has an alchemical symbol and the name "Alphonse" engraved on it. At least Schu's not singing and dancing along.::

::If you want to come by for a chat, he'll know you're here, pop the earphones out, and socialize. Otherwise, he'll just keep on enjoying Switchblade Symphony's Bread and Jam for Frances.::
tastes_of_honey: (Fire)
I got bored as hell again, so I thought of maybe heading into the Nexus proper and asking a question. Thing was, my question would be, "What food do you think you are and why?" and my own example of an orange would completely go into NSFW territory so I shouldn't ask. Because, being me, I'd have to go into detail about how I'm bright and colorful and good to suck on and tart and sweet on the tongue. Also, a bit of a challenge to disrobe. Oh, and how I sting when you get me in your eyes....

Besides, I'd want to be erotically devouring one and probably spurting juice as I ask.

So it's probably not a good idea.

And now I'm hungry. And horny.
tastes_of_honey: (Tokyo (thoughtful))
((I didn't sleep well last night and when I did sleep I had some weird-ass dreams. cut for softcore dream porn involving Schu )

I woke up hot and bothered and WTF?

Me: "...is this what happens when I'm on high-powered steroids for nearly three weeks?" ))
tastes_of_honey: (Head Explody!)

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I don't agree with the bit about the panicked look, but I feel akin to Miss Piggy, yeah.

Here Kitty

Sep. 9th, 2006 11:58 pm
tastes_of_honey: (SchuSchu Kitten)
I've sort of become a catboy for a while. I just couldn't resist the water balloons! I don't know how long it'll last, but I'm enjoying the tail. Sometimes the ears too. The claws are a bit of a challenge, though....

But Farf and Nagi seem to like it.
tastes_of_honey: (Head Explody!)
I wowed Aya-chan with a look inside my mind. I should charge admission.

I invited Aya-kun to karaoke. I'll have to keep up on him to make sure he agrees.

Farfarello is showing me sights of special interest in San Francisco. I have to make sure I get to all the important pleasure spots.


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