ik ppl hate fictional deadbeat moms but im an avid enjoyer. my feminism knows no bounds truly/j
like i get it she did a bad job. but shit she still did a job that's for sure!! like. she did it do you understand. 14 year old girl is pregnant. it's disgraceful. a shameful stain on her family. yusuke doesn't seem to have grandparents or anything so besides yusuke's bio dad she's got no one. and then when yusuke is a toddler the father disappears and considering who he is and what he's like that's probably for the best. gonna go out a limb and say that yusuke was maybe 4 or 5 when his dad cleared out so. at 18 and entirely alone. atsuko looked down at this little thing. this baby because he's still a baby to her this is a baby who only has her. Not even 4 feet tall with the biggest brown eyes looking to her for everything because he quite literally has no one else.
he doesn't know she's a failure yet. he doesn't know people will look down on them just because he exists as he is. he doesn't know how hard this is going to be from now on. all he knows is he loves his momma
so she doesn't cry. she just meets his big innocent eyes and goes "it's just you and me kid" and yusuke doesn't know that that's a sad thing.
so she takes care of him the best she can and it still sucks but yusuke doesn't know what the standard she should be held to is yet. for a small time she is the greatest and best person in his world and he's the only one who thinks so
then he meets keiko and her parents and finds out that his normal is actually dysfunctional and that his mom actually isn't all that great. that living day to day in the bottom of a bottle isn't healthy. so she's no longer praiseworthy but this person he's responsible for. just like that the roles reverse. because while she was all yusuke had yusuke is also all atsuko has. he doesn't respect her but he still punched the motherfucker in the mouth that called her a tramp. she taught him how to do it.
atsuko comes to terms with the fact that Yusuke doesn't really need her anymore, probably never did so she doesn't bother to care when he skips school or beats whoever he wants to a pulp or gambles because at 14 she was expecting so what the fuck can she really say about him. he sneers at her as he makes her coffee. atsuko lights another cigarette
it feels like betrayal when her son dies. at 14 she had him so how can he die at a sorry age like that. i wasted my teenage years on you for what? so you can die and leave me here? you fucking brat. how can she recover from this? yusuke was all she had. he hadn't looked up at her with an admiring gaze since he was 7 and stopped hugging her goodbye soon after but still he was hers he was hers and then he was gone
but then he comes back. and she doesn't get much better as a mom or as a person really. she tries harder than before maybe (keeping him in school) but yusuke never expected her to. he's made up of her bad habits and uncaring attitude but he's so much better than her. became something good something strong despite how shitty of a job she did raising him.
she's not proud because she has no right to be but something like it tugs in her chest when she sees him feeding the people he cares about at his little ramen cart looking as happy as the first time she'd taken him out to park.
yusuke's dad suggests taking another crack at the whole family thing and she wants to laugh in his face. the only family she'll ever have is that little boy who's stronger and braver than she'll ever be.
she doesn't want to see him laying cold in a casket ever again. he's meant for life, a soul as bright and durable as his. atsuko hopes he lives to see the sun explode
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If you saw this on the Dropout Discord, no you didn't. But I have to talk about the family dynamics and relationships in this last episode of Fantasy High because I can't stop thinking about it.
Okay but seriously, the conversation with Sklonda and the one with Aelwyn have me feeling all sorts of ways thanks to my weird mix of developmental trauma. They hit SO HARD
I can't stop thinking about how Aelwyn felt like she had to move out not because anyone did anything wrong at Mordrid Manor, but because they were too kind and nice to her. Like there's this incredibly confusing and impossible to articulate combination of despair, confusion, disgust, jealousy, and shame that comes from being in a place that loves and accepts you for you after being in a place that didn't for so long. And how even if you know logically that the place is safe and you are loved, your body just doesn't believe it and you're constantly on edge and overwhelmed. It's painfully relatable as someone with that experience. I've never seen someone else relate or put those feelings into words before but I feel so seen.
Sklonda just caring so deeply about her son and being so worried and also so frustrated with her son's friends is just heartbreaking. And her not liking that they call him Ball is just icing on the cake. Because in reality, it's not a very kind nickname, seeing as it comes from Riz being bullied. And even though Riz has reclaimed it, the scars are still healing for Sklonda and that's deep too. That hit real hard too!
OH and don't even get me started on Fabian being neglected. His mom called FIG AND NOT HIM?! OH MY GOD IT HURTS! The role play this season hurts SO GOOD!!
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AJKLSDFH MR. JOSHUA FROM LA AS A SUGAR DADDY 😳
he’d probably take you on lots of international flights and shopping at rodeo drive to show you off !! just imagine attending fancy charity events with being his arm candy and he’s just so smug about being with you knowing that you automatically capture everyone’s attention in the room
… thots on sugar daddy!shua brat taming tho? 👁️👁️
it’s currently nighttime for me and i spent the most of the day catching up on work bc i procrastinated during break sar save my sanity🧍♀️
p.s. as someone taehyun biased i just saw the pic you posted and maybe i will not be getting sleep tonight
p.p.s. my keyboard now has seungschlong autocorrected next to seungcheol
CHARITY GALAS W/ SD!JOSHUA. that’s the thought.
shua will get you all pretty for him, buying you the nicest cocktail dress money can get and he’ll take you to the snazzy occasion. he knows all eyes will be on you as soon as you walk in because you are the most elegant and beautiful person in the room. he can’t help but feel proud that you’re his pretty baby.
joshua also knows how you get at these events— bored and undeniably horny. so he gives you a lil incentive. if you’re good for him, he’ll give you everything you want. he’ll devour you, fuck you dumb, and fill you up just like you love. he says you won’t even be there long, that as soon as the hosts announce the charity the organization has chosen that he’ll give his donation and take you home— so, naturally, you agree.
but after being with you for so long, he definitely knows that… you’ve never really cared for the incentives. you like when he’s mean. when he puts you in your place.
that’s why he’s not really surprised when your hand starts rubbing at his thigh under the table or when you press your lips to his ear and whisper, “when can we go home, shua…‘m so wet.”
he just smirks, shaking his head. he gives you a chance, though he knows you wont take it. “be good, baby.” he’ll say sweetly, but there’s a sternness in his hushed voice that has your stomach flipping in anticipation.
when you ignore demand, hand palming over his cock with a cheeky smirk on your face, he knows you’ve decided your fate.
so he lets you tease him for the remainder of the night. lets you whisper into his ears about how much you want him. then, when you get home, he’ll give you the opposite of what you’d agreed on earlier.
he’ll push you to your knees while you’re still in your pretty dress and make you take his cock down your throat till your mascara runs. he’s ruthless, too, thrusting into your constricting throat calling you all these degrading things that make you and your pussy cry.
then when you still haven’t apologized for your behavior… when you still wear that stupid, smug grin on your face, he’ll edge you for what feels like hours. he’ll start with his fingers— fuck them into you relentlessly and when you’re just about to cum, he’ll pull them out, reveling in the way you sob out his name. he’ll wait a few minutes and when your orgasm dissipates, he’ll bring you to your high just to rip it away all over again.
when you’re finally incessantly apologizing, he coos. “you’re cute, do you wanna cum that bad, doll?” and when you cry out a ‘yes.’ he just chuckles meanly before gripping your jaw and ghosting his lips over yours, “well, maybe you should’ve thought of that when you were acting like a slut tonight.”
needless to say, he does let you cum at the very end of the night because he doesn’t have it in him to leave you high n dry.
(he very much feels bad abt it the next day, though, so he spoils you with morning head and a day full of shopping <3)
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