#(this is also sorta the idea from your bday fic that never happened

[scover-va]

I need to know more about Michael's mom... Is she a cool mom?

SHE IS A VERY COOL MOM janet afton you will always be famous. to me

Im taking this as a chance to finally ramble abt her anyways so Janet's core inspo when designing her was to avoid 2 key things. Don't make her like Immortal & Th Restless's Clara (due to clara representing michael, not mrs afton, so i wanted to avoid that), and don't base her too heavily off of Ballora. I still have ties to Ballora's character (a music-based theme, blue-centric colour palette, im sure there were more basic ideas but everything else is more hc than themes to keep up) due to my hc thingy of each Funtime having ties to William's wife + kids, but yknow.

But yeah. Funky lady who played bass guitar + did backup vocals in a band during her high school and college years. Literally her and William dating can be summed up by "Seriously, what do you see in that guy?!" "He makes me laugh." bc she was and is WAY out of his goddamn league. Not just bc of the whole serial killer thing he was just an even bigger loser in college. Normal people dont develop a crush on a woman after she nearly breaks your nose and makes you bleed, William /j

But yeah uhh. I also dont like the idea of her being absent or neglectful purely because I got way too attached to her (i was originally gonna do that just to make things easy for myself but. Pretty lady,,, I am a very simple lesbian what can i say) so like. She obviously wasnt the greatest, most fantastic mom to ever exist given she was kinda maybe sorta well aware William was making some weird fucking clowns, but like. Hey. She tried. Also side note my reasoning for her being absent during the whole. Yknow. '83 event (and just evan's bday in general) is bc Evan + Elizabeth are twins and Elizabeth demanded a girls-only trip for her bday, and Janet promised Evan she'd do something just as special for him when she got back. That never happened bc he died lmao loser /j

But yeah uhh. Shes got a lot of regrets. Wishes she coulda done a lot of things better. Kinda dies with those regrets. Ive seen people say that one of fnaf's charms is that no character is 100% good and i LOVE that, and wanted to keep it up with Janet. Good mom and overall a good person, however made some bad decisions along the way and whatnot.

Im still working out specifics (ive been slowly working on a lil private fic abt her and william meeting + their early relationship) but uhhh. Minor notes that dont get their own paragraphs is that William sampled her voice for Ballora so yay easy voice claim, she had an on and off relationship with her band's lead singer (her name's Bev), her birth name is actually Janice Schmidt but if you call her Janice she'll knock at least 2 of ur teeth out, she's a runaway teen and got adopted by this older couple bc her home life kinda sucked (idk specifics yet), and also girlie has an extensive criminal record of minor angsty teen type charges. Also teen Mike dying his hair and then 2020's Michael's hairstyle are both kinda references to Janet's hair because he wnated to look less like his father. Thats all ty. No read more bc you WILL look at my mrs afton post, boy /j

Actually no theres more that im remembering as i write the tags and edit a few details. Back to her and William because god im insane about them. So for starters it. Well i was gonna say Janet was def the first to flirt but i think William definitely developed a crush first and they only kept talking bc of said crush so its kinda up for debate. Anyways yeah at first it was a HUGE sorta like "Well he's funny especially when I fluster him so this can be just a fun lil thing" but because they chatted more they def kinda like. Clicked more. William was a huge fan of listening to her music (from. a distance. he looked kinda like a creep but at least janet only misinterpreted it once) but like *specifically* janet he didnt give a fucking shit abt the rest of the band. Uhh. They had their first run-in and janet kinda. Well. Punched him in the nose before he cleared up that he is NOT a pervert or anything weird like that (bc a guy that looks older than he is staring from a distance when there is a clear crowd he could join kinda gave janet the Wrong idea), then they later bumped into each other in the hall and chatted for a bit, then they kinda just kept "accidentally" running into one another. Uhhh. Some cigaerette-themed flirting and a house party later, yay dating :] can you tell where the current cut-off of the fic is /j Also idk how to put this down properly but they are both runaways and can kinda. Get that vibe from one another. Literally Michael is like some fucked up abomination of the both of them between the troubled past + weird situationship thing + runaway stuff + a lot of minor details that arent important rn. I just. Yeah Janet means the world to me go thru her tag on my blog for some art. Not all of my janet art is posted but the non-posted stuff is all concept work/doodles or just. Shit im too embarrassed to post lmao. Anyways NOW im done ty for reading

[the-queen-of-the-light]

I Miss You

A soft Domestic Supercat fic for @thequeenofnationalcity

I hope you enjoy friendo!

Available over on AO3

Kara woke to the sound of rain early that Saturday morning. The soft gray lighting and gentle pattering of drops against the window were perfect for a day spent cuddled up in bed, but as Kara rolled toward her wife’s side, she found the sheets cold and empty. Cracking her eyes open in the dim bedroom, Kara saw that she was, indeed, alone, and sighed heavily. Waking up to an empty bed had become a rather usual occurrence over the past month, and although Kara understood her wife’s absence, she missed quiet mornings with her more.

Standing up with a yawn and a long stretch, Kara glanced at the early hour blinking at her from the alarm clock and ran a hand through sleep-mussed waves. She followed the sound of low murmuring and clacking that broke the morning calm, finding her wife still awake and working at her office desk.

“Cat?” Kara whispered, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She took in the image before her. Cat sat in a pair of Kara’s old Uni sweats with messy curls spilling from a small bun as she hunched over her keyboard, occasionally consulting a stack of notes settled beside her.

“Kara?” Cat glanced up in surprise, her eyes magnified to comical proportions as she peered through two pairs of reading glasses perched on the end of her nose. “What are you still doing up so late, darling?”

“Sweetheart … it’s morning already.” Kara’s brows furrowed in concern as she took in Cat’s confusion.

“No, it can’t be …” Cat said to herself, glancing at her watch. “When did it hit seven?”

“Just a little bit ago.” Kara laughed softly, moving further into the office so she could settle on the edge of Cat’s desk. She brushed a few curls back from Cat’s face and pulled both pairs of glasses off her nose, taking in the dark, exhausted circles marring her beautiful face. “Cat, I’m worried about you,” Kara whispered, resting her forehead gently against her wife’s.

Cat let out a small dismissive snort, but Kara caught her eye. “I’m serious, Cat. This is the fourth all-nighter you’ve pulled-”

“-Fourth? Darling, that’s not so bad. Just the life of an investigative journalist.”

“Fourth this week.”

“Oh.”

“Yes, oh,” Kara said, cocking an eyebrow and staring hard at Cat. It was obvious that Cat hadn’t realized how far down the rabbit hole she’d fallen with this case. A small piece on National City’s local government had blown up a month back. Suddenly, CatCo and the Tribune were looking at a piece on government corruption, embezzlement, and a whole slew of crimes going all the way to the top tiers of National City’s leaders. Cat hadn’t trusted anyone else to handle the story, and more importantly, she hadn’t wanted to risk anyone else’s safety. From what Kara had been allowed to see of the research, there was bound to be retaliation, and at least Cat had her own live-in bodyguard and superhero. “This story has been running you into the ground, Cat. Just this week, I found the great Queen of All Media slumped over her desk, half asleep during work hours.”

“Don’t overexaggera-”

“Cat. You fell asleep during our lunch date yesterday. You’re exhausted.”

Cat scoffed, pulling back from Kara to reach for her laptop. “Honestly, darling, I’m fine. I’ll sleep when this story is finished. This is far more importan-” Cat cut herself off with a wide yawn, a soft squeak escaping her.

“No,” Kara replied, sharply. “Your health is more important. You’re going to eat some breakfast and, at the very least, take a nap. A break won’t hurt you, and the story will still be here in a couple hours.”

“Oh, I’m going to, am I?” Cat asked, staring at Kara with a blank expression, brows raised.

“Please, Cat,” Kara pleaded. She hated seeing her wife like this.

They continued to hold each other’s gazes challengingly for another moment before Cat folded. “Alright. Alright. I only have a couple paragraphs more to finish, anyway. Then, I can finally send it off to the editors.”

A brilliant smile stretched across Kara’s face. “Okay, but I’m only giving you a half hour until breakfast is ready. If it’s not done by then, I’m forcibly removing you from this office until at least noon.”

“Oh, is that a threat, Supergirl?” Cat asked, a little smirk playing at the edges of her lips.

Kara’s eyes narrowed at the tease. “Definitely a promise, Mrs. Supergirl.” She moved forward, placing a kiss on Cat’s forehead.

Cat leaned into it for a moment, sighing, before pulling back and shooing the woman away. “Enough of that. Go cook and leave me to my work.”

Kara hopped off the desk, snickering, and saluted. “Yes, ma’am!”

“Oh, you little …” Cat muttered, placing a small slap on her wife’s bum as she retreated, their laughter ringing through the apartment.

“Cat! Breakfast is ready!” Kara called, waiting for her wife to appear down the hall, but after a full minute of silence, as she munched on the massive pile of toast she’d prepared, she accepted that her yell had fallen upon deaf ears.

“CAAAAAT!”

When she was, again, met with silence, Kara tossed her half-eaten piece of marmalade toast onto a plate and huffed as she made her way to the office.

“I warned you,” Kara said as she lifted Cat from her office chair and settled her over her shoulder.

“Kara! What?! I-”

“I said you had till breakfast, and I’ve been calling you for agessss,” Kara whined playfully, as she patted Cat’s butt where it was nicely located at her shoulder.

“God, you’re such a child!” Cat laughed, squirming a little to get more comfortable on her wife’s muscular shoulder. “At least, let me hit send on the email to Weissler over in editing.”

“Of course, my lady,” Kara said, leaning down so Cat could reach the trackpad without having to set her down.

“Alright, finished,” Cat replied, settling into her upside-down position over Kara’s back. At least the view was exquisite.

“You’re finally free?” Kara asked gleefully.

Cat laughed lightly. “Yes, darling. I’m finally free from my reprise as a reporter. I believe that I’ll be sticking with CEO for the time being.”

Cat was still settled where Kara had put her, in one of the tall chairs around the kitchen island, as she watched Kara move around, tidying up after breakfast. The way Kara’s shoulder muscles bunched and stretched under her tank-top as she washed the dishes was mesmerizing. Cat had missed this, seeing her wife and spending quiet time together. It felt like they’d barely seen each other in the past month. Cat was sure the longing she felt now, panging heavily in her chest, was the same that had filled the wistful looks Kara had been sending her recently. God, she just wanted to hold her.

She moved around the island in her socked feet, the only sound being the soft swishing of her borrowed sweats dragging the floor with each step. Wrapping her arms around Kara’s waist, Cat buried her face in her shoulder. She placed a kiss on the bare skin, inhaling her wife’s warm scent and sighing contentedly. They swayed gently, wrapped together in their little bubble of warmth and silence, only broken by Kara’s soft humming as she moved the dishes to the drying rack.

After wiping her hands on the dishtowel, Kara turned in Cat’s arms. She pulled her closer, pressing a firm kiss to the top of Cat’s tangled hair. “I missed you in bed,” Kara whispered.

Cat squeezed her eyes tight at the words. “I’m sorry, darling. You know I was almost done with-”

“-Not just this morning, Cat.” Kara sighed, leaning back to look into her wife’s eyes. “Do you know how many mornings I’ve had to wake up without you, lately? I can barely count the number of times you slipped away early to follow some lead or the number of times you never even made it to bed because you were so caught up.” Cat winced, but Kara soothed the sting with the brush of her lips to Cat’s cheek. “I know ... I know the story was important. You’re probably going to win another Pulitzer for it,” Kara smiled, laughing gently at the blush spreading across Cat’s face. She looked so soft like this, pressed against Kara’s chest. “I am so incredibly proud of you, sweetheart. So proud.” Kara said this all with such benediction, staring straight into her wife’s gorgeous eyes, before hiding her face against Cat’s shoulder, nuzzling closer. “But ... I missed you. I missed my wife.”

Cat threaded her fingers through Kara’s hair massaging her scalp as she placed delicate kisses against her ear. “I missed you too, darling. And it sounds like I have a lot of snuggling to make up for.”

Cat laughed when Kara’s head shot up with a brilliant grin spread wide across her cheeks. She didn’t waste a second gathering Cat into her arms and settling them onto the couch for a day of movies. Kara lounged back along the length of the couch, while Cat lived up to her namesake and curled into a loose ball on top of Kara.

Netflix hadn’t even fully loaded when a small rumbling sound pulled her attention away from the screen. Cat’s eyes were completely shut as she nuzzled closer to Kara’s chest, snoring. Smiling, Kara just pulled her closer and settled a throw blanket over them both, reveling in the warmth and closeness she’d been missing so terribly. She was right when she woke up that day. It was a perfect morning for cuddling.

[brightandunique]

Boku no Hero Academia Fiction Recommendation Master Post

I have decided my new favorite anime and its fandom deserves some appreciation. Every work I recommend are - in my personal opinion - beautiful and I want everyone to read them. If you see your work up here that’s cause I loved it to the moon and back! I welcome suggestions too!  

♥ - ultimate fav

★ - they do the do

(★) - implied sexual activities

ロ - unfinished

■ - finished

✿ - multi chapters

TodoDeku (Todoroki x Midoriya)

count your blessings, not your flaws by PitViperOfDoom  ♥ ■  

Sumary:  Midoriya Izuku has never been asked out, confessed to, or flirted with, except as a joke.

drink my thoughts by celestialfics  ■

Summary:  [02:13 AM] todoroki: Are you awake?

Gradations by Haurvatat  ★■ ✿

Summary:  U.A.'s Heroics Division's Class A was graduating. Moving on. Never coming back. And Izuku is going to be left behind, solidly trapped in a prison of his own making. There might be a few things that could make it more bearable, though.

it could be worse by bigspoonnoya  ♥ ■

Summary:  Todoroki is bad at presents, and worse at confessions.

It must be the heat by Sleeves  ■

Summary:  I wrote some silly fluff for Izuku's birthday. Happy bday, little hero egg!

Nerves of Ice by furihatachlookie  ♥ ■

Summary: Todoroki felt his own breath drop in temperature as the nerves settled in, steam rising with each steady exhale. He continued to stare, as if expecting the same to happen to Midoriya when he caught a whiff of cool mint as the boy spoke, face inches from his. In which Midoriya has a better grasp on the changes happening in Todoroki than Todoroki himself.

one string, fit for a bow by furihatachlookie  ♥ ■

Summary: There was no magical moment that played a part in Midoriya's realization that he liked Todoroki. The thin red string that greeted him every time he looked down at his hand was an obvious factor, yes, but it wasn't love at first sight either. It sorta just... happened over time.

project cupid by amoxicillings  ロ ✿

Summary:  In which Todoroki Shouto is trying to ask Midoriya out and the whole class is in on it.

Riddles in the Heart by PitViperOfDoom  ♥ ■ ✿

Summary: The law is clear: whoever correctly answers three riddles will marry the prince, while all who fail are to be executed. The people live in fear as more challengers try and fail, and the throne grows bloodier with every passing year. But a young prince, nameless and in exile from his home, believes there may be more to this brutal challenge than meets the eye. Of course, there's only one way to find out: ring the gong, and take the trial.

Summer Starts by PitViperOfDoom  ■ ✿

Summary:  It's been judged safe to send the students of UA home to their families for the first three weeks of summer, much to the relief of everyone whose name isn't Todoroki Shouto. Luckily, Midoriya has a solution for him, and Midoriya Inko has a lot of love to give.

Note: Part 6 of Send Endeavor to the Shadow Realm series. First part: Spring Cleaning

waterlogged (red blue, green) by lein  ■

Summary: Izuku has never been one to curse but the only way to describe himself as his mother hugs him goodbye that morning, is royally fucked.He’s really, truly glad no one in their class has a mind-reading quirk because from the minute his feet touched warm sand, his mind has been screaming in tune to the same famous classical overtures Tenya listens to when they study together. Occasionally, the music pauses just long enough for his brain to point out observations about Shouto that make Izuku want to stick his head under the waves and just breathe in.

prince & prince by Authorless  ♥ ★ ロ ✿

Summary:  Note to self: don't accidentally fall in love with a prince who's in an arranged marriage keeping your kingdoms from declaring war against each other. Especially when you're spying on him as his manservant.

Note: Part 1 of the kings & queens of promise series.

saltwater room by reapers  ■ ✿

Summary: It starts —like all ideas that inevitably lead to one’s downfall do— with something akin to this: Midoriya Izuku. Midoriya Izuku and a five-story house by the beach, completely devoid of any entry-fee --save for the one where Todoroki has to pretend to be Deku’s boyfriend. All-in-all though, not an awful price to pay for the vacation of their dreams, right? Right?

how would you feel by celestialfics  ♥ ■ ✿

Summary:  It’s Wednesday morning when Izuku’s mother texts him to remind him about his cousin’s wedding coming up the following weekend, and it’s Wednesday evening, when Izuku’s back in his room after classes and has time to call her, that she tells him she can’t go to the wedding with him.

One of “Those” by Ultimatum  ■

Summary: Todoroki and Midoriya are pro heroes. They're also dating.These two aspects clash when they're outed to the entire world as Japan's first officially gay heroes.

a burger and extra salty fries by SportsAnimeRuinedMyLife (KnightOfRage)  ■ 

Summary: In his third year at UA, Todoroki Shouto works in a burger place, catches on fire and falls in love. Only two of those things are on purpose. Or...Todoroki Shouto's exciting adventures in customer service.

Note: First part of the extra-salty/twitter-verse series! The next TodoDeku part of the series: get in loser, we’re going heroing

How to Be a Hero by Hummus King  ♥ ロ ✿

Summary:  Shouto Todoroki is a cold Pro Hero who never uses his fire side. He refuses to be like his father, Endeavor, but every day it seems like he's becoming more like him. Shouto meets up with Izuku Midoriya, a quirkless Pro Hero counselor and discovers that his power is his own. Also... he might be falling in love with his counselor. // AU where Deku never received One for All and became a quirk counselor instead!

that is just the way by celestialfics  ■

Summary: Shouto has his first sleepover.

the end of the world as you know it (and what comes after) by jambell  ■

Summary:  In the wake of All Might’s death, Izuku grieves. (Post-Graduation/Future Fic)

demolition lovers: beginnings by TMOTC  ロ ✿

Summary: It was a mistake, Shouto thinks, to fall in love with a hero. (Or the one where Todoroki is a Quirkless school nurse and Hero Deku’s longsuffering boyfriend.)

Note: Part 1 of the demolition lovers series.

KiriBaku (Kirishima x Bakugou) 

2am Knows All Secrets by Sarahhaley  ♥ (★) ロ ✿

Summary: … It wasn’t that he was annoyed. Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was just the lack of sleep talking. Because a certain explosive punk thought it was a good idea to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning. (In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.)

a heart swelled to bursting by eggstasy  ★ ■ ✿

Summary:  The summer training camp of Bakugou's second year at UA descends upon him with all the untamed fury of- well, himself, honestly.

Communicate With Your Body by xX_KUUHAKU_Xx  ♥ ★ ロ ✿

Summary: "Hey! Wake up you piece of shit! Are you alive?!" The man winces and scrunches his face in pain but Bakugou continued to hold him in place. Good, he's alive- Piercing red eyes flutter open and gaze lazily straight at Bakugou's face and Bakugou feels his heart skip a beat. Oh, Fuck- AKA merman! Kirishima au

downhill by eggstasy  ■

Summary: Bakugou sleeping in the common areas like it’s no big deal seems to give everyone else permission to be just as bizarre, and little by little Kirishima starts learning things about his classmates he never knew.  

Love, Buried in the Ice by Tukson  ロ ✿

Summary:  Bakugou Katsuki and Kirishima Eijirou are paired together for a winter survival assignment! It's inevitable that the two clash, but neither of them could have predicted an accident at the height of their tension. Trapped in the wilderness at the mercy of the environment, how will the two cope with finding help and mending what was broken?

parted, and never parted by Authorless  ■

Summary:  Before going into battle, it’s only proper to make an offering to the god of war. But Kirishima’s run out of things to give. AKA God of War! Bakugou au

yes, you say you’d like to by Authorless  ♥ (★) ■

Summary: “You’re a popsicle biter, you fucking animal,” Bakugou says. “You’re not?” Kirishima says around a mouthful of ice cream. “No,” Bakugou says. “I prefer my teeth unfrozen, thanks.” He wraps his mouth around the popsicle and Kirishima realizes his mistake very, very quickly.

don’t count on me to let you know when by newamsterdam  ★■

Summary:  Kirishima has always made things easy for Bakugou. But that doesn't mean that Bakugou's gotten any better at these things, even after all of these years.

come @ me bro by SportsAnimeRuinedMyLife (KnightOfRage)  ■

Summary: Bakugou works at a convenience store, flirts like a loser, blows up nineteen aprons, gets a hashtag trending for all the wrong reasons and maybe manages to make a friend. Or...being Bakugou Katsuki is suffering.

Note: Part two of the extra-salty/twitter-verse series

it’s pouring out here by shizuumi151  ■

Summary: With phone, money, and keys in his pocket, Kirishima wandered around the city for an age. With his legs on auto-pilot his mind wandered too. To the new movie that peppered the streets in posters and trailers, a new move he wanted to practise for another basketball play, wondering about how the current arcs for his favourite manga would turn out in the next issue of Jump. And, of course, he thought about how many of those things he could see and do with Bakugou.

The Beauty of a Beast by starofjems   ロ ✿

Summary: Once upon a time a lonely beast lived in a manor deep in the forest. He dreamed of the day his true love appeared to break his curse... When a beauty finally appears in his life, it is not quite as he imagined. For who could have thought a beauty would be more of a beast. Or the beauty and the beast AU nobody asked for but here it is.

[raindrop-rouge]

How well do you know your best friend?

Original post here. Answer these questions about your bff, your tumblr bff, or just anyone you want to show a lot of appreciation on here to!!!!

I was tagged by @chiruchill and will answer the questions about her (and tagging her back!!!). Tagging @shulkie @milleandra-nebula @crying-abt-fictional-people , uh chiru also tagged @glassesgirl0401 and @gray-x-natsus-matching-hip-scars  but it didn’t seem to work? idk guys feel free to spread the love but also feel free to ignore!!! (I HIGHLY recommend getting the questions from the original post, I rambled for MILES in every single question you don’t wanna read the below trust me)

1. What is your best friend’s dream job, and why? Man, idk that you’ve ever blabbed about something specific, like I know you’d love to run a café with me, or a library with your mom, or any kind if small store like that... Obviously I know you were ready to invest a lot of time and effort into teaching too... Any job that would give you enough time and self management to allow you to spend time with your dogs really ahaha

2. What is their biggest pet peeve, and why do you think that is? The main one is people being 1)  messy and 2) loud. A few weeks ago I would have just said “well you’re considerate and wish they could be too”, but I said I’d be brutally honest about this and girl... I read something a little while ago and I am genuinely worried your hyperawareness of everyone around you stems from something more specific, but we can talk about it whenever

3. What is their favourite TV series (live action)? LMAO GO AWAY I GET THE MESSAGE I will watch Arrested Development asap

4. What is their favourite TV series (animated)? Ahaha you’ve recommended a lot of quality comedies to me over the years, do you have an ultimate fave though? I know there was that group of school girls comedy gdi I watched it but forget the name >< welp

5. What does your best friend value most in life, and why? (Do you think they value most what they say they do, or something else?) Holy shit ok this goes right back to a thing the guys were talking about earlier. I’m gonna say your dogs, like you do say you do :p If we’re talking values in people/ ways of life... What the guys brought up was that you say you only want a simple life with just what we need, but... well, I guess we all know none of us have ANY idea what a minimal life is like, so I’d say what you mean by that is, you do value the life standard we currently have, where we never have to worry about a solid roof over our heads, food, and enough money left to support your pets. So yeah, my answer is 1) your dogs, and 2) the kinda life where we can support them x)

6. How would you describe their style, and how would they describe it? Colorful (but that’s how us French see all Scandinavians tbh), comfortable, like effortless but still cute? You’d probably agree it’s colorful but then say it’s not “stylish” though XD I think you just really like cute things but muuuuch prefer comfort first

7. If you were to decorate a room for your best friend, what would it look like, and why? !!!!! Aaahhh I’m a shit decorator with no taste, but I’d keep it minimal cause that’s how you feel best! A massive bed for you and your dogs, maybe nice tall lights you can reach from the bed but light the room well... A bookshelf... A pretty big desk... I’d want to add lots of plants and pillows, but idk if you’d want that clutter :/ Colors would be white beige and either pastel green or pastel pink.

8. What do you think their best quality is? You know how during a mario kart race you can see the names shuffle on the side as players cut in front or fall behind, that’s what your qualities are doing in my head now... You’re patient, so strong and independent (which I admire endlessly), generous, smart, but I guess what really sets you apart from me is your specific sense of humor and just wit in general??? idk how to explain, it’s not just that you make me laugh, it’s everything you say, I know only you would come up with that at that moment. It’s a big part of what makes me so excited when I’m around you, and a big part of why I miss you so badly when I’m not.

9. What does your best friend think their best quality is? Would they agree with you? Yee you think you’re funny and you’re right :p  Unless now you think your patience is your top quality given how much you’ve put up with lately

10. What is your best friend’s favourite book (or book series)? The Hobbit

11. What do you have in common with your best friend? LMAO our shitty sense of humor... Omg what else though :o we’re really different... maybe how difficult we are when it comes to really letting people in? idk please answer this one better than me

12. How did you meet, and what was your first impression of your best friend? First day of uni!!!! I was lost and confused, she had papers and was alone and therefore less intimidating, I asked her where she got the documents from... And once I got them, I think sheeee was the one to offer we sit next to each other while I was munching on my apple ahaha. I missed the next meeting, but after that she saw me at the bus stop, and offered to wait for the bus with me??? Kindest thing anyone had ever done for me at that point in my life, so yeah... How far we’ve come :’) Very first impression though... “she looks reasonable enough to talk to... Oh she’s nice... Yay she’s really nice!!!” ahaha

13. What does your best friend spend their free time doing, and why do you think they choose to do what they do? Reading, petting the dogs, watching stuff, gaming... It’s escapism isn’t it babe :’) Anything that’s relaxing and distracts you from whatever is happening irl

14. Who is their favourite fictional character, and why? Luigi cause he wears green lmao and cause he’s like the “second” brother and therefore deserves more love

15. What’s the first thing you tell other people when you talk about your best friend? “So Chiru - she’s my best friend and you’ll be hearing about her every day -” ACTUAL LINE SERVED TO ALL MY CO-WORKERS. And then I tend to say we lived together for 2 years, and that I miss you a lot

16. What’s your favourite story about them? Is there a single fave...How we met, how we came to do our groceries together and suddenly became unseparable, MY SURPRISE BDAY x2, coming to cheer for me at cheer, casually inviting me to your home, Nice (omg you reading Scandinavia and the world to me!!), our Japan travels, everything, right up to getting your last dog, is a highlight in my life

17. What’s your least favourite story about them? :))) fuck if I am telling that on here. Oh shit I said I’d be honest. Look... I think sometimes you forget I’m pretty insecure and basically any minor (or... you know... not so minor) event that makes me think maybe you’ll leave me behind after all is just like. uhm. “least favorite stories” is a mild way to explain how I feel about those times

18. Why do you think you two ended up becoming best friends? My dudes I wonder a lot. I know it’s so much more than just living together, if anything that makes most people hate each other. It’s shared values, willingness to make balanced efforts for each other, an endless stream of ideas for fun coming from both sides, similar interests... I don’t know, but Chiru I am just so grateful everyday I did find you

19. Would you be honest with your best friend if they were happy doing something, but you think it might end up harming them in the end? Ouch. Ok well... The truth is sometimes I doooo worry, but I’m so convinced you know what you’re doing so much better than I do, that no, I tend to trust whatever you say, if you’re convinced (/telling me you’re convinced) that what you’re doing isn’t harming you, I’ll believe you. At least, that’s what I tell myself... A part me of does worry, though, that I just don’t speak up because you’ll already have all the arguments ready and we’ll just unnecessarily argue about it, and I’ll end up hurt, and yes exactly it’s as bad as it sounds, I’m worried I wouldn’t want to fight you over your happiness in case it would result in hurt feelings. I’m a mess, this is terrible and I gotta work on that

20. Does your best friend play any instruments? Why do you think they chose that instrument? BISH SAYS SHE CAN SORTA PLAY THE GUITAR AND PIANO BUT HAS SHE PLAYED FOR ME YET, I THINK NOT. I am unappreciated, where is my serenade (jk jk, I realy doooo wanna hear you play though!!)

21. Do you and your best friend have a dream for the future, if so, what is it? Move in with me please it’s the one thing that keeps me going

22. What is one thing you have always wanted to tell your best friend, but never have? :)))) ((((: *digs through a million letter drafts and hell, fic drafts, we all know where my inspiration comes from anyway* Sigh... Well first of all I need you to know you’re the most beautiful and kind soul I have ever encountered. Please get that through your head. Secondly... I don’t think I’d have EVER brought this up, but that’s what the question is aiming for, isn’t it... You probably only held my hand in Barcelona because I was so black-out wasted you were worried I wouldn’t follow you home otherwise, but it made me sort of ridiculously happy, and I guess I wouldn’t mind if it happened again

23. What do you think your best friend’s life will be like 10 years from now? What I’m thinking or wishful thinking hah... Thinking, well... deep breath, you’ll be alright :) You’ll have a comfortable home somewhere you like, with a job that suits you. You’re too stubborn to settle for any less. Your dogs are with you, of course. And so is whoever will be lucky enough to be chosen by you. You can guess based on that what the wishful thinking is

24. What song makes you think of your best friend? IT’S 4:18 AM AND HONESTLY THERE ARE SO MANY TO CHOOSE FROM (anything from Just Dance tbh XD) BUT I CHOOSE THIS GEM (45:21) because fukkit it’s cold as heeeeck in my room right now and I’m only listening to this kind of music

25. Just to end on a mean note, what’s your best friend’s worst personality trait? (Be honest now, guys, none of that “they’re just too kind” bullshit) Worst? You wanna hear something crazy... Well you know I miss you, I always do and have been for so long now, but once I thought maybe if I listed everything that maybe weren’t the beeesst parts of your personality, and all the parts of my personality that probably annoyed you, I’d force myself to accept that maybe it’d be best for us to stop living together... And gdi I tried. But it’s just a really ridiculous list ... or at least it was, until that one night... Remember when one of my friends took my phone and texted you quite extensively, and that went really really badly? Well here’s the moment of truth: (hey it’s 4:25 now and I was out) I had broken down sobbing after you compared me to your dogs again :’) Look, sober me can rationally process your way of thinking. But... I guess deep down, we’re not the same, I want to be loved and appreciated like a human being. I’m genuinely sorry I couldn’t bring myself to tell you this sooner, idk what I was so scared of. So, uh, “worst” personality trait (which really isn’t one but)... omg I can’t even phrase this without turning it against myself ahaha, like it’s my own fault for telling you that everything was fine when it wasn’t. So look this isn’t even about your worst personality trait, I guess it’s me realizing I gotta stop lying about crap, and I hope you’ll be considerate and understanding like always :’)