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19 / F / Bi / 8♣
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Miss Tohsaka is a complicated young woman who finds it difficult to open up to others. Beyond that prickly (or impish) exterior is a young woman of versatility. While Miss Tohsaka can be both your devil and your angel, she can also be much more. A wealth of curiosity, willingness to try new things, and her own taste for variety means that she may just be able to scratch an itch or fill a niche that you just haven't been able to yet.
My Future PlansIs ambition Miss Tohsaka's middle name? It just might be. She intends to become well known in the community of Mages — hoping to live up to not only her father's legacy, but the legacy of her family's name. However, before that...
It seems like Miss Tohsaka is "in it to win it"! Our lovely bachelorette is determined to win the Game of our local resort. It seems she has a specific wish she wants granted, an ideal prize in mind, but so far she's been secretive as to what it is. Are you able to pry it from her plump little lips?
Rumor has it that Miss Tohsaka comes from a long pedigree of Mages, and was born with a rare ability. Aside from being a veritable super-battery of magical energy, she also has been raised as a mage for over ten years. How studious. Do you think any of that might have... other uses?
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and FoodUnfortunately Miss Tohsaka doesn't indulge in most hobbies that don't have a practical purpose. The tomes she reads are informational texts about magic, her gardening is for crafting potions, and her workouts are... you guessed it! To keep her combat ability up.
Perhaps you're the right person to intervene. Teach her to live a little! Let her hair down, and loosen up. How can an uptight girl like her actually win the Game if she's so closed off and guarded? Take her out for some fun, teach her a new hobby, or have her engage with yours!
Oh, dear. Miss Tohsaka's tastes are so varied that it's hard to pinpoint just one type of ideal! Big, muscly men — soft, curvy women — or even someone in that sweet androgynous spot... What really catches her eye is a challenge, or an easy win. Put her to the test or roll over for her.
Do be kind and make sure to praise her. As someone who lost her father early, poor Miss Tohsaka has been starved for validation. Or, perhaps... you could indulge her on the opposite end of the spectrum? Such an arrogant girl deserves a little punishment, and as much as she punishes herself some help might be appreciated. If not, she may just end up punishing you, and making you her prey.
WINE
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
MIMES
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
BATH
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
PIRATES
.05 TITS OR ASS
TITS
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
TEA
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
BOTH
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
WINTER
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
LACE
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
ROUGH
ISTP-T
★★★☆☆
Kind of vanilla, but fun to tease. Would like exploring more of what can make him squirm, and hear him beg.
★★★★☆
Exciting and experimental. I guess I do like girls too, huh? Maybe we can incorporate magic next time.
★★★☆☆
Interesting. Curious about his body. Am I... a furry? Is that what you call it?
★★☆☆☆
Annoying, but workable. Mediocre, but because she's too vanilla and not entirely on technique.
★☆☆☆☆
Absolutely atrocious. Wish I could give negative stars. No more to say.
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That's not how this works. "Slimy asshole" has nothing to do with the simple fact that even through coincidence I am in your debt. There's no morality attached to fact, Fuuta. If you think of it like a scale of convenience and cost, then occasionally giving you cooking lessons while I enjoy the kitchen full-time still doesn't make us even. I don't ever do anything I don't want to do, so why are you trying to slap guilt and reluctance where it doesn't exist? You'd never be capable of holding anything over my head. Even if it is deserved. That's just the truth.
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It's not that Rin's explanation is wrong, as is evident from the way Fuuta clams up for a second. But he can't just accept what she's saying either, judging by the way his face scrunches up in grim consideration, and he earns some time by shoving a piping-hot piece of meat in his mouth -- huffing his way through the hot morsel, tongue singed, swallowing -- before mumbling: ]
It's not like I think you owing me is bad, or anything. Debts and whatever -- I get it. [ A pause before he continues even more reluctantly: ] S'just. You better get that it's not something I did on purpose. It's not like I'm doing anything just to get stuff out of you. I'm not that kind of scumbag.
[ Even after everything, he can't let go of that insistence. Wanting to be accepted as a good person. So long as he didn't orchestrate this situation on purpose, and made it clear that he's not squeezing benefits out of Rin, he hasn't done anything bad, right. Right? ]
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[Tohsaka isn't asking. She puts down her bowl and chopsticks to grab his face and force him to do as he's told. Hand on his jaw, she holds him in place. Blue eyes stare directly into the muddled green-grey of Fuuta's.]
Don't you think I already know that? You may not share a lot about your life, but you wear yourself pretty plainly on your sleeve. I like that, but you don't seem to understand that about yourself. If you were that type of scumbag I'd know. If you were that type of person we'd not be...
[Well. What are they? She can't exactly say they're partners or colleagues or anything else. But he's — he's something. He's... Rin's throat closes up. A knot forms, and makes it hard to speak. Her hand lets go of his face. Rin's expression twists as Dabi's stupid voice sounds off in her head.]
We wouldn't be friends if you were that type of person.
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she said it. She said the F-word. She said it first. ]
... well. As long as you get it. [ To his very meager credit, Fuuta doesn't kick up a fuss about it. Doesn't even bitch about the grab at his face. He just looks a little flustered and awkward as he bats her hands away, rubbing at his cheeks. ] Too many people go getting the wrong impression of me, y'know, and I'm sick of it.
[ Friends. Yeah, they're friends. It's okay for him to think it too, isn't it. Since she's the one who said it first. It's not that he's assuming too much here.
He's still a little too burnt by the word to say it back himself, but it's probably telling enough that Fuuta's defensive bristling's promptly calmed down, his gaze lingering over her for a moment before he continues eating. ]
So. I'll show up when you wanna do this stuff. Just let me know beforehand so I don't gotta cancel on you last minute. Hate people who pull that shit, it's rude.
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Would you be able to do me a favor? Getting used to a new place is unsettling. Since you're already washed and changed, maybe you can stay over.
[Is she actually worried? No. Does she want to see him leave right after dinner when she just confessed friendship? Also no. Hell no. If he were to leave she'd probably agonize alone all night.]
You won't have to like... spend all that time with me. You're welcome to just rest on the couch and play on your watch and then just join me in bed when you want to sleep.
[Just enjoy the space. The quiet. A private bathroom and the presence of another person just existing in the same vicinity.]
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Just finishes chewing on the big chunk of pork he'd shoved into his mouth, swallows, licks the sauce off his lips, then responds mildly: ]
I don't mind. As long as your room has the extra amenities I can use. I didn't bring a toothbrush or anything, so I'd have to run to the convenience store otherwise.
[ But this room's fresh and new, so he assumes she has everything in stock. A sleepover it is. ]
I stay up kinda late, though. Just so you know.
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You mean later than 3am?
[With her mana peaking at 2am she has to do her routine blood draws at that time. And then the following time is spent applying that magical energy to the jewels she collects. After that is clean up.]