#if i never had to work. or worry about anything. i'd be the nicest person ever. i'd be nicer than her'

[radioactivepeasant]

Snippet Thursday:

Giving Sig gray hairs for fun and profit (sorry, Sig, it's for a good cause)

Going with the winner of the poll here: "Damas Commits to the Bit too hard and Sig is Going To Slap Him"

Premise: Sig went on all of two missions with the Demolition Duo and decided "dibs, my rookies now, no take-backs".

"No leads on Mar yet."

Sig slouched in the corner booth, eyeing the empty bar as he spoke quietly into his talk-box. "Been trying to work out why Jak was able to talk to that Oracle in the slums. Only thing I know for sure is that it's teaching him to control all the dark eco Praxis forced into his bloodstream."

"His bloodstream?!"*

Damas sounded appalled.

"Eco outside of the core organ is some of the worst pain a hu'men can experience shy of a gut-shot! When did that happen?"

Sig clenched his teeth hard.

"Over the last two years. Snatched the kid off the street and put him through that for two years trying to make a super-soldier while Jak fought him every step of the way."

"I wish I could say that didn't sound like a logical progression of his depravity," Damas hissed on the other end of the line. "That your recruit managed to walk away from that -- let alone resist for two years -- is impressive."

There was a thoughtful note in the king's voice. He was considering something. Now was as good a time as any to try to catch him in an agreeable mood. Sig braced himself.

"...I have a request. I know you don't want to get involved in the civil war beyond runnin' guns, but-"

"Spit it out, Sig."

Sig rubbed the skin under his prosthetic eye and groaned.

"I'm...scared for Jak, man. Every time I see him, he's weaker. Kid’s about to drop over the edge of exhaustion and he keeps trudging on because he says "they" told him to. And I'm pretty sure he's talkin' about the Underground. Now, I know it's off agenda, but- I wanna follow him back. Find out whose trying to work him to death and straighten em out."

He could barely see the shrug on the monitor as Damas answered.

"Why're you asking me? He's your kid."

Something warm fluttered in Sig’s stomach and he grinned despite himself. "Yeah. I...guess he kinda is at this point, isn't he?"

The line was quiet for a few seconds. Time enough for sounds to begin emanating from the street. Then,

"When you find Mar-"

When. Not if. As if his success wasn't even in question.

"When you bring him home, bring Jak, too. I want to meet this kid in person."

"You think I'd let him and Daxter stay here?" Sig scoffed.

Just then, the door swung open, bringing with it the ottsel's familiar voice.

"I'm tellin' you, sweetheart, it's all about the pine-pears. Slice em, grill em, put em on the steak. I guarantee even Hoverboy will love it."

Tess walked in with the boys -- Sig didn't blame them for walking together. This wasn't the nicest neighborhood even without the KG -- and she giggled.

"Daxxie, I've never even had pine-pear. How am I supposed to convince Krew to put something on the menu if we can't get any?"

Jak looked worse than before. The circles beneath his eyes were deep and purple, and he looked dehydrated. Daxter perked up from his shoulders to glance in Sig’s direction.

Crap. He loved the boys, but they weren't cleared to know about Spargus yet.

"Hey, shift's gonna be starting soon, hon. Imma have to call you back."

"I beg your pardon?!" Damas sputtered.

After a beat, in which he must've heard the other voices, he sounded calmer. "Ah. You have company. Carry on."

"Yeah yeah yeah. No, I'll remember. Don't worry about it," Sig said quickly, and a little louder than necessary. "Milk, eggs, paper towels. You need me to grab anything else when I clock out?"

Jak stopped next to his table and cocked his head with a soft frown.

"Who you talkin' to?" he asked.

With a sardonic lilt, Damas’s voice grated in his ear.

"Oh, is that my "stepson"? Yeesh, he sounds rough. Tell him to take a nap."

"Tell him yourself!"

"Sure. Watch your ears."

And before he had time to brace himself, Sig had his ears ringing as Damas raised his voice and loudly called,

"Hey kid! Be good for your old man today. Take a nap when he tells you to this time."

"What the-?" Jak squinted at the talk-box.

Sig flushed scarlet from the tip of his ears to his neck when he heard the usually stoic king burst into uncontrolled cackling.

"I'm gonna round up the kids, and then I'm gonna smack you when I get home" he whispered harshly into the line.

"You wouldn't!" Damas snickered, just before ending the call, "Think of the children!"

"I am going to get him for this," Sig muttered as Jak’s face twisted in confusion.

"Who the heck is that?"

"A menace, that's who," Sig growled. "Ignore him."

Unfortunately, Jak did not.

The more time he and Daxter spent with Sig, recovering from missions under the guise of "Wastelander training", the more comfortable he became with Sig having more or less unceremoniously adopted them. And the more comfortable with Sig he got, the more accustomed he became to encrypted calls from Spargus. The ones Sig wouldn't tell him about yet.

Damas’s terrible habit of taking a Situation and running with it came back to bite them both when a message came while Sig was running perimeter check. And Jak answered the comm.

"You...are not supposed to be on this line."

To his credit, Damas kept reasonably calm.

"Where's your dad, rookie?"

"Sig's clearing the building," Jak answered with a shrug.

"I'd go grab him, but apparently broken toes disqualify you from pest control."

"Eco would fix that quickly enough."

"That's what I said!" Jak gestured vaguely towards the door. "It's not even the worst injury I've gotten in a base!"

Daxter paused on his way past Jak to the kitchen.

"That's true," he called over, "I think catching the live scatter rounds with your bare hands still holds the title on that one, pal."

"Eh." Jak made an entirely too casual shrug.

"Now, don't tell me you were juggling ammunition," Damas said, with a bit of mild reproof under the dry tone.

"The kid tried to channel em," Jak defended himself, "Slight burns or crabby toddler with super strength? Definitely could have been worse. Sig freaked out over that one, too."

Damas’s face went blank very abruptly.

"What toddler."

The door opened, and Jak glanced over.

"Oh, hey Sig. Your "it's complicated" is on the comm."

Sig made a very amusing impression of a fish out of water. He rushed across the room and snatched the talk-box.

"You don't have clearance for my comm, cherry! You know that!"

"What?" Jak asked indignantly, even as Sig propelled him out of the room.

"It's just that stepdad guy! What's the big deal?"

Sig glared at the box. "You did this."

Damas barely noticed. "He can stay, I need to clear something up with him."

If looks could kill, Damas would have been shaking hands with his ancestors at that moment.

"Out. Go run your weapons drills." Sig waved the boys away.

"Well so much for being consistent with him," Damas needled.

Another discreetly murderous glance was aimed at the camera lens.

"Are you serious right now."

"Jak may have information about Mar's location, Sig. I'm dead serious."

Sig snapped back to look at Jak so quickly that Jak was afraid he was going to get whiplash.

Jak blinked.

"Uh...we're not talking about the dead city founder guy, are we? Because I don't know where he is, but the old lady is making me look, so I can probably get you intel later."

*"Toddler,"* Damas corrected tightly, "Green hair, wearing an amulet of Mar. Powerful but uncontrolled channeling potential. Would be about four now."

Jak relaxed. "Oh, him! Yeah, I dropped him off with Vin at the power station because the Shadow was letting him play in the street again."

The combined stares of his semi-legal guardian and the man on the tiny screen left him fidgeting uncomfortably.

"....what?"

[maculategiraffe]

remember in parasite when the rich mom is interviewing ki-jung as an art therapist or whatever for her kid and you sort of expect that ki-jung will either be overly humble and ingratiating or overly arrogant and forceful but she suddenly shifts into this remote yet brilliant and inexorable persona that makes the rich mom gasp and sob and you're like. how long has ki-jung been lying awake at night imagining being jessica only child illinois chicago

[mono-blogs-art]

incredible chaser game w moments (part 2) up to & incl. episode 4

the most homophobic breakup you've ever seen. just, unholy behavior. on fucking god itsuki i know you had good intentions but you're the worst for doing it like that !!!!!!!!! at least let her down easy !!!!! if i was 22 and my gf of 4 years did that to me i'd fucking go insane as well

the elevator stopped working ➡️ you are trapped in with the person you hate ➡️ you are forced to sit it out and face your fears together, ultimately bringing you closer both emotionally & physically. i love this trope and i didn't know i needed it here, but it was great. step 1 to the meowmeow-ification of fuyu complete

my prediction of itsuki running into & taking care of little tsuki and the two of them then being found by fuyu, resulting in an awkward and heartbreaking scene, came true exactly like that. i think this scene was genuinely so well done and well acted, it broke my heart. i think this was the scene that really got me to say Damn, I'm invested in this now...

^ I'm still waiting for Itsuki to bring up the similar names in conversation though. like you need to talk about that

"ohhh harumoto-san, so you're part of that team?" - itsuki (sweating in closeted lesbian): "huh? what? n-no, of course not- I'm--" - "Don't worry, it's all good, we're all into BL too!!!" ➡️falsely coming out as a yaoi fangirl to your coworkers to avoid having to talk about your own sexuality. LMAO

^ this scene only being a setup so fuyu can be homophobic on main is what makes it even funnier

why. in every gods name. would you go to your boss' home address. why on earth would you do that. at least itsuki was self-aware about it too. girl you are SO unwell

every time fuyu has kissed itsuki of her own initiative, it has been when she was drunk... can we remedy that for future episodes, please? not that consent has been an issue, their mutual feelings are obvious, but i think she should be making a move when she doesn't have any liquid courage in her. step up your fucking game, fuyu

"she's a classic tsundere, after all" - fuyu, who has been severly harassing her subordinates at work (again, there seems to be no HR department at this company) being written off as a "tsundere" by the rest of the team - I mean, you're not wrong, but you should still file a complaint against her.

fuyu's husband Kouu is the nicest man on earth. my man doesn't deserve ANY of this. he even calls her dongyu. he even calls his wife by her real fucking name like the bar is so low

fuyu treats him so badly too, man, i genuinely felt bad watching it. were the 5 years of marriage all like this? was he always just a means to you getting your revenge? i'm sick. i hope they can make up by the end of the show and have a real conversation about their feelings and relationship.

that aside, i do have some theories on kouu, his disappearance, and his own feelings as well, but i'm keeping that to myself atm...

fuyu & itsuki keep having insanely homoerotic moments in front of god and everyone on earth, I'm starting to believe the only person with a gaydar in this company is the photographer from the other office. the fact that you two haven't been found out yet is honestly a massive plot hole (lmao)

has itsuki eaten anything else but sweets (cake, in particular?) on screen yet? apart from the homemade meal at the hayashi's, whenever there's a scene of her alone or with her grandma, she's always eating cake. i wonder if it will come up at some point, but it's just something i noticed. no shade though girl i'm also (almost) 27 and if you wanna eat cake for dinner alone at home I'm your nr1 supporter

i'm never a fan of the trope of a bilingual character breaking out into their native tongue for swearing or just randomly, but it is fun that only fuyu does it and that all the other chinese characters just don't speak mandarin at all. and i'm happy they actually cast a bilingual actress for fuyu!

episode 4 was the mid-series finale, and it definitely showed. this was the best episode so far by a pretty significant margin imo.

the. silent pleading fuyu puts on to make itsuki stay at the hayashi house. the most fucking 🥺*twirling my hair cutely* AND IT WORKS TOO BECAUSE ITSUKI IS JUST AS INSANE AS YOU ARE

i would like to talk about the best scene of this show yet. i really wished it was longer and was given even more weight. in episode 4, fuyu & itsuki are sitting in the living room together at night, so far apart that they're completely out of each other's camera shots even. i found this to be the most interesting scene so far. there was genuine tension in the shot composition, the acting, the complete absence of music. just silence and their voices. "after all, it was all my fault, wasn't it? that we ended up like this?" fuyu still deep down believes that she was the reason their relationship failed. she wasn't enough, because she's fuyu, because she's a woman. she still thinks that. my heart fucking broke in two

their fight after fuyu came back home drunk was so funny. especially with their height difference... hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby

after finally learning the truth about their break-up, fuyu is absolutely devastated. "you valued your promise to my mother more than the one you made to me?" just completely broken. after all this time sitting with these unresolved emotions, feelings of guilt and deep shame, only for that to be the reason? I feel so bad for her

the mutual love confession!!!!! i'm honestly a bit surprised it came so early, i thought they were just going to sleep together and not talk emotions first. but i'm not gonna complain (i just love mess) i'm also devastated that itsuki used suki while fuyu used the word aishiteru. my friends it's so bad for me right now (and them)

did. they. fuck. on. the. floor. in. the. living room.

i hope so because 1) hot and 2) although i'm still unsure as to the exact room situation of the hayashi household, don't they all have one shared bedroom??? isn't the bedroom that they're in after they've had sex (hopefully in the living room) the same one we've previously seen, where the kid also sleeps????? WHERE WAS THE KID ITSUKI. WHERE. WAS. THE. KID. WE KNOW SHE'S WITH YOU BECAUSE THAT WAS THE WHOLE REASON YOU STARTED FIGHTING!!!!!

if you had sex while your kid was sleeping soundly in the same room i'm sending both of you to superhell. i'm praying you guys just have a totally identical bed in another room. please.

if it wasn't the same bed we've previously seen from tsuki's room, that means you guys fucked in the marriage bed, which is only slightly less gonna get you sent to superhell.

in any case, happy lesbian sex to them. i know neither of you have known the touch of a woman in the past 5 years so it was probably intense. drink a lot of water in episode 5, alright? jesus.

it was also quite funny that the scriptwriter for the show tweeted out a few hours before this episode aired that "itsuki has always taken the leader position in their relationship" and that "you should watch episode 4 with this in mind" and we were all like. oh so you're telling me that fuyu is a bottom? you're telling me water is wet? fork found in kitchen??????

their lil afterglow convo in bed was just perfectly sweet. 1 point to fuyu, now presumably much more sobered up, for having the courage to ask if itsuki's gonna stay the night after all. girl you don't have to ask. i think she's ready for another 12 rounds. she's not going anywhere.

the line delivery of the "alright" (i'm gonna stay) oh my god. oh my god... oh. oh.

the meowmeow-ification babygirl-ification of fuyu is now complete

in the preview for ep5, fuyu is wearing a mixture of white and black clothes. girl... it was that good, huh?????

in conclusion:

i had a lot of thoughts on this one and i've found great joy in going deep into the twt tags for it as well. and i'm glad to see many japanese sapphics also being super vocal about the show. it's really interesting to read and interact with that side of the fandom i haven't really seen in this capacity for a (lesbian) live action show yet. i see people slowing down & brightening up footage to analyse who's taking each other's clothes off first, people just posting close-ups of Yuuka's hands, people going into Yurika's past filmography to dig up ancient clips of other sapphic roles she's played (of which there seem to be actually quite a lot?). i love to see it lmao. on a more serious note, it makes me happy to see sapphics from so far away expressing themselves similarily to myself or my other lesbian friends. it's cute!! as for cgw, part b of the series is gonna be intense, and i'm especially curious to see how they're gonna do the inevitable breakdown of fuyu again. my girl is so deep in the trenches, her temporary being on cloud 9 right now is gonna be short-lived and i want to see it happen. i hope she can really stand up for herself and make things right after all!

[imtrashraccoon]

Can I request something based on something you reblogged to your side blog? The one about canon papyrus being the only one who doesn’t baby/belittle worry about sans?

Also, I think he’s the smartest of the main AU trio (swap, fell, and canon) because his sole passion being puzzles instead of Murder and Timelines. so including something like that?

Sorry, I’ve never requested a writing thing before but I love your work so much! ^_^

💬

Of course you can, Anon! I hope you like headcanons though because I had no idea how I'd write a crossover like this lol

For those wondering, this is the post in question.

I will preface this by mentioning that I have nicknames for each of these precious bois.

Undertale Sans: Classic

Undertale Papyrus: Vanilla

Underfell Sans: Red

Underfell Papyrus: Edge

Underswap Sans: Dell

Underswap Papyrus: Saffron

Also, I headcanon that Sans is the elder brother in these AU's although the actual age gap may vary. I usually go with about eight years difference because I like the idea of Sans raising Papyrus by himself after Gaster was scattered across time and space. One other thing I should mention is that the Underfell brothers have LV and so Red's HP is higher, but compared to the rest of the Underground, he might as well only have 1 HP.

Papyrus' Thoughts On Sans' Low HP

- While Classic is the weakest monster Vanilla knows, he also knows that his older brother worked extremely hard for years to raise them. They didn't have anyone else and until Vanilla had outgrown his stripes, he was reliant on his brother for everything. They had occasional disagreements of course as children normally do, but no matter what happened they still had each other.

- If Classic was able to do all that, he can handle himself well enough, now if only he could motivate himself enough to properly look after himself. To put it frankly, he respects his brother and loves him dearly.

- Vanilla certainly worries quite a bit about his brother. While Classic is well liked by almost everyone, everytime he gets into an encounter could be the last time. They actually used to spar quite a bit when Vanilla was learning how to use his magic but Classic always avoided every attack. They had to stop though when Vanilla got a little too competitive and Classic began having a hard time keeping up. That was just before Papyrus started trying to join the Royal Guard.

- Vanilla has taken over most of the household responsibilities now, mostly because Classic is struggling with some things, but also because he finds enjoyment in a job well done. While he doesn't really understand what his older brother is going through, Vanilla still loves him dearly and will do anything to try and support him. He's confident that he can help, afterall, he is the Great Papyrus! He is the best at encouraging and supporting his loved ones.

- While Red did his best to raise Edge on his own, they struggled to survive for several years and both had strong personalities which led to many, many fights. They are very much family as they both share the same stubborn nature and are hot-headed to a fault. Unfortunately, this led Edge to resent Red as he didn't think his older brother's rules made any sense. He was the Great and Terrible Papyrus after all! Anyone who would dare challenge him to a fight must have a death wish! It also didn't help that Red wasn't the nicest, but neither was Edge either.

- As soon as Edge was out of his stripes, he got a reality check real quick. Apparently, not everyone would leave him alone, now that he wasn't seen as a child, if he taunted or insulted them. This was when he found out how low Red's HP was. Even Edge had far higher HP and he'd barely been in any encounters so far.

- Cue Edge hatching a plan to both protect themselves (while he resents his brother, he doesn't wish him dead because he's the only one he's got) and elevate his status in monster society like he'd always dreamed. He trained day and night to get stronger and as soon as he could pass as the minimum age to apply, he joined the Royal Guard. As the years passed by, he only grew more ruthless and while Red tried to rein him in before he inevitably got himself killed, Edge was far stronger than he'd thought.

- Red had already been struggling to motivate himself to do basic tasks and so he gave up. He'd done everything he could but Edge had long stopped listening to him, so what point was there in trying? He still looked out for his younger brother of course as he'd made many connections over the years. He just had to endure the constant insults and belittling. It was better than being dead though...right?

- As far back as he remembers, Saffron always had Dell and they were pretty much alone. No matter what happened, Dell always kept a bright smile on his skull and assured Saffron that they would get through it together. Saffron soon noticed that despite his older brother's attempts to be popular and well liked, his continued attempts to befriend people only served to drive them away.

- He had a much easier time making friends and he came to be known as the chill, funny skeleton. Dell was almost uptight in comparison, which Saffron didn't understand. What was the point in getting all worked up and bothered if something didn't go to plan? Still, his brother is pretty magnificent, and he'll always cheer him on.

- Saffron sometimes feels like he's the oldest because he is seen as the more mature one. While deep down he doesn't mean to, it's easy to brush off his brother's ambitions for a more reasonable approach. He won't actually say it out loud, but he is often embarrassed by his brother's antics.

- He got used to pulling strings and calling in favours behind Dell's back, just so his brother could remain blissfully ignorant to what people really think of him. Saffron knows that despite how good of a fighter his brother is, with how low his HP is, he wouldn't last long in a real fight. So he often subtly steers him away from potentially dangerous situations so that he can continue being that beacon of joy and hope for those who need it, like himself for one.

As For Vanilla Being The Smartest...

- I'm not going to rank these characters on an intelligence scale because they're all smart. They just have different interests in my opinion.

- To be fair, Vanilla is passionate about a lot of things, like his friends, his future ambitions, and his various hobbies like cooking and planning battles with his action figures. It just so happens that creating puzzles and usually non-lethal traps is one of the things he is most passionate about.

- Thinking up brand new ideas for puzzles and then actually making them is certainly good exercise for his brain, even if he doesn't actually have one. Most monsters, and later humans as well, don't see that about him though. They see his naturally cheerful and sometimes oblivious demeanor as just that and only those close to Vanilla ever truely see him.

- Sure, Vanilla is a bit slower on the uptake in certain social situations but he isn't dumb at all, far from it! He's the type of guy that would figure out the solution to one of those trick puzzle gadgets surprisingly quickly and then immediately build his own that's much harder. He would get a kick out of a Rubik's cube but would end up trying to make different patterns with the coloured sections rather than simply keep solving it.

- Edge also has a lot of passion, unfortunately he is only publicly passionate about being a Royal Guard and fighting. Behind closed doors though, he has many interests, some of which even his brother isn't aware of. He is passionate about cooking and his future ambitions of course, but he's also secretly a bit of a nerd and he has a soft spot for animals. He'll do anything for his precious Doomfanger and he likes to collect human things like books and electronics.

- While Edge does make traps and puzzles, they lack the finesse of Vanilla's and are generally always lethal. Well that's not entirely true, but they'll definitely maime any unlucky person that gets caught and if they're still alive, Edge pretty much always finishes the job. He tries not to think about it much, but a part of him dislikes putting people out of their misery and he often feels relieved when he just finds monster dust.

- Edge definitely has a better combat sense than either Vanilla or Saffron though, but it's because of the rough world he grew up in and all the experience he has. Also, having high LV makes hurting people a lot easier, both physically and emotionally. The other two would probably still be able to give him a run for his money if they ever sparred, although Vanilla would last longer than Saffron just because he likes fighting more.

- Saffron is an interesting case, as he's technically a combination of Vanilla's appearance but with Classic's personality. He doesn't care for a lot of things anymore as he doesn't see the point. He has quite a few interests though that neither Vanilla or Edge share.

- Despite his overall lazy demeanor, Saffron could qualify as a genius if he applied himself. Growing up, he regularly devoured any and all books he could find, both from the Librarby and the dump. He was, and still is to an extent, interested in technical and scientific things, including theoretical physics. He's friends with Undyne of course, to the extent where she occasionally asks for his input with various projects. Saffron would probably have an easy time if he wanted to apply to be a Royal Scientist so he could be more involved, but he doesn't want to go through all the effort. He quite likes being the lazy, carefree brother.

- Otherwise, Saffron enjoys making people laugh, more often groan, with his humor and he's constantly thinking up puns for various situations. He's also musically gifted but doesn't play much, except to provide incidental humour. (Would he also play trombone or something else? I'm not sure...) Another thing Saffron is good at, is gathering information on people. He's very observant, he has to be though with his role as Judge, and the ease at which he can make friends comes in handy when doing so.

[manatee-rp-memes]

Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas (1977) Sentence Starters

~Feel free to tweak as needed~

"If you pass the hat to a fish, all you get is a wet hat."

"What are we gonna do about Christmas this year?"

"Oh, better lean into that starboard oar."

"Whew, she looks friendly as a polecat today."

"I'd really appreciate it if you'd fall off the dock."

"Sometimes you gotta talk tough to these people."

"Listen, you got anything to barter with today?"

"Well, Pa should've gotten rich on snake oil, but there just aren't enough people who want to oil a snake."

"If they didn't want these things to roll, they should've made them square."

"Gettin' colder every day now. Be walkin' the river soon."

"Don't talk about Christmas all the time. There's no point, is there? We don't have enough for regular days."

"Selling that old piano was one of the saddest things I ever had to do."

"About all I got left is a sense of humor and a washtub."

"Boy, it's cold this morning. The river's frozen up solid."

"Sit down. Mercy! I don't even have water on for tea. Goodness gracious!"

"You do have a mighty fine singin' voice."

"What we should do is organize a jug band."

"I'm home! I cut the Christmas branch."

"You know, sometimes, you even sound like your pa."

"First slide of the year! Whoopee!"

"A person's got to take some chances, or life'll never come to nothin'."

"Though our minds be filled with questions, in our hearts we'll understand, when the river meets the sea."

"In that sweet and final hour, truth and justice will be done."

"Well, if your taste's like mine, you like cider not wine, and your very favorite thing to do is get a purty girl dancing to jug-band music and a mess of Mama's barbeque!"

"Sorry to split you up like that."

"Thank you. I'm very nice to have helped you. Oh! I mean, I'm very nice you... excuse me."

"You're terribly nervous."

"Love can open your eyes."

"Perhaps we're long-lost brothers."

"This family just keeps growing."

"Problems don't worry us when half the fun is guessing."

"We don't wish to learn, but we hate what we don't understand.''

"That's about the nicest present anybody ever tried to give me."

"I guess I should feel pretty bad. But the funny thing is that I don't. I feel pretty good."

"I hadn't thought of that old song in years. But when I did, it just felt right."

"That's fine music, folks."

"I thought you needed something a little extra, but it appears to me that what you needed was each other."

"I sure enjoyed our first night's work."

[purplesurveys]

1922

Are you genuinely a fan of Starbucks or do you think it’s all hype? I'm a fan. I go there all the time to work; and even if I don't need to be there for work it's the type of place I'd go out of my way for to get a drink. I like the way their coffee tastes, I like that they're everywhere, I like that they have parking lol, and I like that the staff is always nice regardless of which branch you're in.

Are you a fan of garlic bread? It's great but I'm not Millennial/Gen Z levels of hyped over it.

Do you own any personalized clothing? What’s the reason for getting it? No tbh I find that sort of design cringey but you do you haha.

Have you bothered to think of the future lately? I guess. Sure.

Is there something you are always interested in? Anything to do with...the universe, tbh, and what's unknown about it. I always gravitate towards new discoveries or new breakthroughs when it comes to the ocean depth, or galaxies far away from us, or finding habitable elements or whatever it is on a distant planet. You get the gist. Anything that was never known before, I'd love to read more on.

What did you last hear that made your jaw drop? We had an IRL r/AITA discussion in my friend group because Hans apparently has struck a nerve with not only Angela but also her parents for continuing to act not quite his age despite their current engagement and wedding next year. I knew Angela's frustrations, but when she dropped that her parents (the nicest, quietest people on the face of the earth) were also starting to feel vocally disappointed, that's when I got really surprised and told her to deal with him on this like yesterday.

Will you be attending any concerts in the next month? No. The only concerts I'm waiting for would be Seventeen (without Jeonghan AGAIN, ugh why does the man avoid me?) and BTS.

What have you been worried about lately? My mental health.

Do you know how to swim? I know the basics and how to keep myself afloat, yes.

Do you think you could go a week without sugar? For the most part. I think I'll only struggle with coffee, but I know how to drink an iced Americano so I'll manage.

Are you a fast or slow reader? Fast.

What was the last thing to upset you? It was about work. I don't want to talk about it, but what I can share is that it was bad enough to make me not acknowledge my dogs when I got home that night, and I had a panic attack alone at 11 PM.

What was the first tattoo you got or what would be the first tattoo you’ll get? I want something dedicated to my pets, so I've always been thinking about pawprints.

What is your favourite kind of fruit cobbler? No thanks...

Is there a basement in your house? If so, what is it used for? No.

Have you driven a car today? No, but I did last night when I went to the movies by myself.

Have you eaten soup this week? I don't think I did, no.

When was the last time you were at a pet store? Can't remember.

What mode of transport did you take to high school? School service. In other words I took what we'd call a 'bus,' but in reality they're just vans haha - the likes of L300s, Hiaces, Urvans etc.

Name a personality trait of yours that you like. I am generous to the people I like and love.

Name something about your physical attraction that you dislike. I hate my hair right now as it's been unmaintained since losing the purple dye, and now the whole thing looks a way I'd personally call cheap. I spend a few minutes really getting into my hairstyle for the day and playing around with my hair so I can make the black and blonde look less messy.

Do you use a planner to keep track of your life? I have a to-do list for work but that's it.

Are your parents good cooks? My dad has been a chef all his life, so yes. My mom wouldn't count as a great cook but she cooks for us and I like her cooking all the same.

Have you ever made an item of clothing? No.

What was the most expensive bill you paid within the last month? I'm not in charge of bills but I did offer to buy a new microwave since our current one gave out, so that would technically be the answer.

What do you get complimented on the most? My writing. Every now and then someone'll say they like my hair but that I genuinely don't understand because it looks like shit now.

Do you believe in soul mates? No.

Who are the three most important people in your life? Angela and my parents.

Are you scared of the future? Not scared, maybe just agitated thinking about it not knowing what's yet to come.

What do you think of your best friend’s ex? She never had an ex.

Why did you go to the doctor the last time you went? Routine physical exam. I'm honestly surprised the results came out as well as they did, considering I don't exactly have the healthiest lifestyle.

Do you think you could handle a job in the medical field? Why or why not? No. I've heard the hours are grueling, and that's beside the fact that my profession lies nowhere near the medical field.

Do you prefer to play chess or checkers? I don't know how to play either but I'd love to be good at chess. I've always been a frustrated chess learner, i.e. I've had people teach me all the time how it works but nothing ever registers in my head lol.

If you had to go an entire week without using any technology, what do you think you would spend most of your time doing instead? Spend more time outdoors.

Do you prefer dark, brown or white chocolate? Dark or white.

How often do you wear necklaces? Never.

Would you rather wear a bracelet or a necklace? Necklace. Bracelets get in the way of writing/typing.

What’s your favorite song by Miley Cyrus? Slide Away.

Have you ever had a crush on a kinda-country boy? We don't really have the same sense/culture of 'country' as what I'm assuming this question is implying...the closest equivalent I can think of would be a boy born and raised in the province, and no, I've never had a crush on anyone like that.

Do you care about any of your exes at all? No, there's no reason to. We've been apart for a longer time than we were together.

Who last slapped your butt? That hasn't happened in years.

What kind of cake did you have for your last birthday? Didn't have any.

Have you ever had a panic attack? Yes. I had one two nights ago, lmao.

Anyone’s birthday coming up soon? None that I know of. Everyone I know and their moms have birthdays in September but all those seem to be done now.

Are your biceps at all noticeable? No.

When are you moving next? No clue. Ideally before I turn 30.

Have you ever carried a concealed weapon? No and never.

Would you rather go to Greece or France? Greece.

What’s your biggest priority right now? My physical and mental health.

Have you ever rubbed anyone’s feet? I don't think I have.

What would you rather: lethal injection, electric chair, or hanging? How morbid...the injection, I guess.

Have you taken someone’s virginity? Yeah.

Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? I was saying bye. I think.

Who was the first person to ever ask you out? I've never been asked out. I always did that part.

What’s one thing your partner must be able to accept about you? My pets come first.

If you had a daughter, would you allow sleepovers? Yes. I wasn't allowed in sleepovers until high school, so that was always one of the things I wanted to change for my kid when I still wanted to become a parent.

What is something you hope you never have to do again? Have bags and bags of pet food good for 30 people squished in my room. Still the record holder for worst work experience. That, and a breakup.

Have you ever seen a leech in person? I don't think so.

Have you ever joined a mosh pit? Sure.

Does your town’s hospital have a good reputation? I have no idea about its overall reputation, but I had to go there a few times to get my anti-rabies shots and all my experiences were lovely.

Did you ever want a pony for a gift as a kid? No.

Do you know who your mom’s favourite singer is? I know one of them is Lea Salonga but I wouldn't know who her all-time favorite is, if she has one.

Have you ever tried to surf? Nope.

Which one of your family members do you wish you could see more often? My dad.

Do you have dimples when you smile? There's one on my right side.

Have you ever carved anything into a tree? I don't think so.

What was the last physical pain you experienced? Hand cramp.

Do you know anyone who is terminally ill? No.

What was on the last sandwich you had? Scrambled egg.

The last person you spoke to, do you know their eye color? Dark brown.

Is there anyone you know by the name of Frank? I don't know a Frank, no.

Can you remember the title of the song you last sang aloud? Standing Next To You.

Are you currently listening to music through earphones? No, I have a Jin live in the background and the sound is coming from my laptop's speakers, not my earphones.

Have you ever owned a tire swing? No.

Do you know anyone who can fluently speak more than two languages? A lot of Filipinos are trilingual. Most of the people I went to college with are - Filipino, English, and whatever language they speak in their home province. That's why being bilingual here is not actually very impressive, lol.

Have you ever gone in a sauna? I've tried entering a few for like 0.5 seconds every time only to be reminded of how miserable I find those things.

Out of these colors, which appeals most to you: orange, blue, or green? Blue.

Have you ever been someplace tropical? Well, yeah. I live in a tropical country.

You see an ant on the ground, do you squish it? Yes.

[heatwa-ves]

sorry i know this is coming from nowhere but please tell me about izumi i deleted the game before i ever learned anything about him 💔

oh my god ok. don't apologise I'm always always ready to infodump about my favs 💖

so. izumi is part of knights ofc and he's actually the person who made the unit along with leo back when their previous unit chess broke down. long story. he's also a model and has been modelling since his childhood which is where he first met naru and makoto.

he is uh. a bitch. in the nicest way possible he's such a bitch. in lionheart he describes himself as someone who's unable to be honest with himself so he comes off really harsh and rude but he does genuinely care about the people he's close to especially knights and also makoto.. sora describes him as having a very kind color and if sora says it you know it's true

his relationship with makoto is uhhhh. obsessive. they were really close as kids when they were modelling but lost contact due to I believe izumi changing agencies? something like that. makoto quit modelling and now they're at yumenosaki together and after the events of checkmate (izuleo relationship got really codependent and they were doing Very Bad mentally and leo ended up not coming to school for months bc he was Really Depressed) izumi got even more attached and obsessive over makoto as both a replacement for leo leaving and, to quote the wiki, was depending on him for happiness. also he kidnapped makoto at one point. anyway makoto was obviously Very Uncomfortable with this. over time now izumi is a bit more stable nd leo is back and they're less unhinged he's giving makoto more space and their relationship is less. yeah. but still not perfect like izumi is still a little obsessive.

I'd talk in detail about his relationship with leo but I wrote another whole thing on that so I'll just talk a bit, basically they met in first year became friends and it developed into leo seeing izumi as his muse and izumi relying on this for validation because he is honestly kinda insecure but would never let anyone know that bla bla bla leo left bla bla leo came back and now they're good! izumi still blames himself for leo breaking during the war and leo feels guilty for hurting izumi and izumi still struggles with loving and being loved but he's learning and they're messy but they're trying 💖 me when characters are healing and growing as people... aughgh... love them to death I reread lionheart earlier and was having a category 5 izumi moment he makes me feel unwell...

rn he and leo are living together in florence where they're working on modelling and composing respectively and they come back to japan semi frequently for knights activities

he's also really good friends with naru they also met as kids when modelling and have remained friends she will counter his bitchiness with her own <3 but they do genuinely have a level of understanding of eachother that no one else gets like there's a few scenes in euthanasia that really show it especially at the end where they talk about a shared desire to be adored.. one of my fav scenes in the entirety of enstars I love you euthanasia

izumi was really spoiled as a kid and his parents were really protective over him (only child moment) but because of that they were always the ones deciding things for him and he had very little agency of his own, he says in next door how his parents just wanted an ideal doll like child who's do as he was told, they loved him but they didn't love HIM if that makes any sense.

he's a huge tsundere (they say it about him in canon im allowed to say it too) even to leo who he's closest to like for leos birthday line he says "I just happened to be in the country it's not like i came just for you..." and near the end of main story he says texting leo is annoying because he takes a while to reply and loses his phone and I don't like waiting it's not that I'm worried when he takes long to reply...

also he is canonically a cat person and the official character introduction essentially describes him as cat coded which brings me great joy and he hates the summer... just like me fr.. and more fun facts he plays tennis and can knit!! a girlie of many talents!

anyway I think I will leave it here for now if you want to know more I am ALWAYS happy to talk about izumi.. he's my favorite character of all time and means the world to me

[maeleelee]

𝐻𝑒 𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓉

This will be a story following the life of Wooyoung and his sister Y/N. They're the next King and Queen of Utopia. They don't want anyone knowing though, so they go to college and hid the fact that they're royal from everyone but their two best friends Mae and Cassi. Everyone finds out about them being royal after a new article comes out saying Y/N getting married. She doesn't want to marry this man she's been arrange to because she's in love with her brother's best friend, Yeosang. Who gonna get's the happy ending?

Warnings: Cussing, flirting, sexual jokes, sexual tension, food, coffee, a boy being rude, crying, sad, bar talk, mentioning drinking,

You sat there and waited for your friends to get there. You saw a girl sitting alone. She looked sad, like she was trying not to cry. You decided to go get her a muffin. You sat it in front of her as the door swung open. "I hope you don't mind. You look really sad and you're way to pretty to be sad. I'd like for you to come back over to my table so my friend's and I can make you smile." The girl nodded.

"Please, I was supposed to be meeting a boy here and I guess he didn't want to show up." You held out your hand.

"I'm y/n." You said, a bright smile on your face.

"Kayla." She mumbled.

"Well Kayla, I hope you like chaos and crazy, because that's about all we are." Kayla nodded, giggling softly.

"Chaos is fun." She said.

"Good." You smirked.

You turned to walk to the table when you see Mae, Yeosang, and your brother Wooyoung come walking in. Mae was on Woo's back and they were giggling about something. This was normal for everyone. Mae and Woo liked each other, a lot. You'd even say loved each other, but neither wanted to make the first move.

You weren't to worried though. Mae had her chances at others. She dated here and there as did Woo but they never worked out because they were all afraid of the relationship the two had together.

Next in the building was Cassi, Hongjoong and Mingi. Cassi was with Hongjoong. They'd been dating for a while now. She's the nicest person ever, but she will call you out on your bull shit. She's also one of the chaos causers. The other two are Mae and Woo. They're the Chaotic Trio.

San's and Seonghwa showed up and waved at the group. "Y/n, hey! Who's this?" Seonghwa asked.

"Oh this is Kayla. She got stood up by an idiot. So I told her to come hang out with us instead." He smiled at Kayla.

"He ain't worth it doll face. Come on." Kayla took his hand and he walked her over to the table.

"Role call." you called out. Everyone went down the list.

"Wooyoung."

"Mae."

"Yeosang."

"Cassi."

"Hongjoong."

"Yunho."

"Jongho."

"San."

"Seonghwa."

"Mingi." Kayla smiled at everyone and sat next to y/n and Seonghwa. Kayla watched them all talk to each other. She leaned over to you and nodded at Mae, Wooyoung, and Yeosang. They were laughing at something San had said.

"Are they together?" Kayla asked you.

"Who?" You asked her back.

"The three of them?" She nodded towards Mae, Wooyoung, and Yeosang. You giggled.

"No. Mae's been our best friend for years. Yeo became friends with Woo a few years ago. Cassi is the other long time best friend. Mae, Woo, and her all cause the chaos while Yeo plots it out and tells them. He then sits back and watches like he didn't just tell them to jump off the highest building in town to see if they could fly. He's a little shithead, but we all love him. Those four are a power trip." Y/n laughed.

"If you want a rush for the night, go out with them." You told her as Seonghwa nodded.

"Y/n's right. We're actually going to karaoke tonight. You should come with. It'll be fun. We're gonna get some drinks, sing a little bit, probably a few more drinks, and then watch were the night takes us." Kayla nodded.

"Sure. I mean, I don't really have anything else planned."

"Good! You're going with us." You told her, not giving her a choice.

"We can meet at my place and get ready." Mae smiled at the three talking.

"Yeah. I like that idea. That work for you Cassi?" You asked Cassi.

"Of course." She smiled at you.

"Dinner is at seven so like nine thirty okay?" Everyone nodded.

"We'll meet down at the light post by Mae's apartment." Jongho said. Everyone continued to talk amongst each other. Some left before the others. Mae had threw her legs over Wooyoung and curled herself around his arm as they talked to Yeosang. Cassi and Hongjoong were talking with Kayla, y/n, and Seonghwa. Mae threw herself into the conversation with them, making the two boys also join the conversation.

"Are you sure you two aren't together?" Kayla asked Mae and Wooyoung. Mae giggled lightly.

"Nah, this is just my goof of a best friend." She smiled up at him and he smiled back down at her.

"They're hopelessly in love with each other, but will probably never say anything." You whispered to Kayla. Kayla nodded as she watched Mae close her eyes and take a deep breathe.

Soon it was getting to the time they had to leave for the dinner. Mae stood up and stretched. "I'm starving. Let's go." She said as she drug Wooyoung out the door.

"Sorry guys, pops asked us to be home by six. So we need to head out. We'll see everyone around nine thirty." You sad.

"Oh, here. Phone please." You held out your hand to Kayla. Kayla headed the phone to you and you typed in your number and sent yourself a text.

"I'll make a group chat for all of us. See you in a little bit. Bye Yeo, Hwa." You kissed Yeo's cheek and waved bye to Hwa. You ran out the door behind Mae and Wooyoung.

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I'll be writing about the dinner and the night out on the town next chapter. It does get juicy and sexual. Stay toned. <3

Masterlist Royals / friends <- || ->

[weabooweedwitch]

I'm so sorry about your heartbreak!!! Have you told him how you feel? You could perhaps try long distance or something, hope is not lost! Maybe he feels the same way, maybe not, but jumping to either conclusion and making assumptions is a recipe for hurt. Understanding his feelings on the situation might help. It is ok to express your feelings too and get an answer! You don't have to pretend for his sake because he might even feel the same way as you!

Btw don't be so hard on yourself for getting attached from what I can gather you guys slept together? Some people can do casual no strings attached without catching feelings but some can't. It's ok I am the same way which is why I never do casual fwb

I mean, I thought about talking to him more when I see him, but part of me wonders, I dunno, will it be too late then? But it's also like, it would be easier for him to see my feelings if I talk to him in person? I did, um, tell him I meant it in the nicest way possible if he thought maybe he might just be overwhelmed and be making a rash decision

I just. How meaningful and genuine could I could off through text, you know? What if I'm lying there cuddling with him and I talk to him then? And I tell him then that I don't want for him to leave or that I want something more with him? Or even for me to just say, "I think we're both kind of working on ourselves right now, but maybe in the future when both of us are ready, if you wanted to--"

It's like, what if I fail the delivery and he doesn't know how i feel. But. I'd also. I guess I'd also rather talk to him and have him reject me then let him leave and never know? But I still don't know if I want to tell him in person or online or both kwim. I kinda already said that I would certainly miss him but if he's gonna be happy and doing good, etc. He's kinda not really responding and I'm considering the possibility he's making like an emotional stress decision or is simply like, extremely out of sorts at the moment, but I also have to think that with a grain of salt because I don't want to be dismissive of his feelings you know?

But I mean, he described himself as sex positive so I think maybe us sleeping together is not inherently indicative of him feeling for me romantically? Or at least, being attracted in me for a relationship?

I also feel like. He just brought this up to me tonight. Maybe I should bring it up with him again in a few days and if he's still serious, then kind of follow up deeper on it? I feel like, part of me doesn't want too come on too strongly to him because he just told me this idea tonight and what if my response comes off as really idk reactive or severe to him?

But also. Google says you can get Hungarian residency within 1 to 2 months so. I worry about losing him if I don't talk to him soon. But him moving also isn't the end of the world? But would he visit me or me visit him? Visiting another CONTINENT is so much more complicated and time consuming and EXPENSIVE, so it's almost like. It's almost like the only way I would ever see him again is if, YEARS passed and we met up again or stayed in touch the whole time and became serious with time. And. I just don't know if my heart could take not having someone I could hold in my arms. When I finally cuddled him and felt someone love me like that, that i could TRUST to hold me like that, I knew what I was missing the whole time. If we tried long distance I think I would just miss him too excruciatingly much

I dunno. I'm gonna say something to him, inuust can't figure out when. But I was already thinking of him constantly. I think about if he's eaten enough and if his hand hurts and if he's had a good day and if he's happy and how he's doing and we talk all the time and I just. I don't know what I have to offer him. I think he would want me to better myself before we did anything serious? Idk. Or maybe that's me.

We actually had a conversation where I mentioned how I feel like I couldn't be in a relationship with someone unless I was all put together, but then he said there's nothing wrong in finding someone who balances you out and I feel like he's had such a huge influence on me I feel like HE'S that person for me? But can I be that person for him? I don't want to force him into some kind of caretaker role where he has to constantly sacrifice

He says he's not happy in Canada, and he doesn't want to live in the states, so what, would I go with him? Or would I make him haply enough to snap out of his depression or something? But that's wishing for so much. I could confess to him and he might say "whoa this is a lot, we don't have this kind of relationship, I need to take care of myself" which don't get me wrong I would understand but would break my heart. I'm just so sad. I miss him. We talk on Facebook and read receipts are on and I always lnow when he reads but doesn't reply and I worry I've said too much or pushed him away but I constantly try to encourage and praise him and ask how hea doing and. Yeah. I really need to take this trip and see him now. He's under so much stress and I have to see him, at all costs, if anything goes wrong and the trip falls through I will totally fall apart

Either way I think he went to bed for the night and I guess I should as well 😭 I will message him in the morning and see how he's doing and see if I can get him to eat breakfast lol

[webslingingslasher]

I require assistance and because people seem to be going to you for advice/venting (sorry if any of us are overwhelming or if we burden you with shit) I decided to try it too. I would go to my own Council of Ladies, but they’re indisposed for the moment (the Wi-Fi isn’t working). So, there’s a person I’ve been following on TikTok and I really love his videos. He’s funny, has an adorable cat, has tattoos, is a biker (!!!!), and just a couple years older than me.

He had gotten into a small accident a while ago and so I messaged him asking him if he was okay and everything and he responded!! We chatted for a bit and he kinda opened up to me (?) and explained how he was putting off making a video about the accident and how he wasn’t checking his messages (so then why did you open/respond to mine? 🧐). But then when I responded and inputted my own experience into the conversation, he just never responded. There wasn’t a question for him to explicitly answer, but he could’ve easily kept the conversation going if he wished. Also, through all of this, I’m thinking of the horror stories of internet strangers that adults indoctrinated us with, but then that makes me wonder if he was also thinking that? I know shit can come up, but I’m worried and wondering if I should double text (ew).

Thoughts? (Sorry for dumping all this on you)

i think this depends on his following tbh. if he's a bigger creator then i'd say rip and move on. if he's smaller maybe send another one? i don't think there's any harm doing so but i also don't think anything will come of it. ((in the NICEST way possible!!!))

[myunghology]

Hi, I'm just wondering because you do headcanons could you please maybe do Diluc, Xiao and Thoma with an s/o who has a fear of commitment? I think that'd be really interesting and I'd love to see what you'd do with it if you want.

Your writing is amazing, & have a good rest of your day/night !! Thanks in advance if you do it !!

diluc, xiao and thoma with a s/o that has a fear of commitment!

a/n : I'M GONNA CRY UR SO NICE do not play w me alr.. my class is starting soon so i apologize if this is short, i had to google what commitment is for this.. gn! reader.

requests : opened!

now diluc is a person im sure you could trust, and would never want to hurt you, he understands that you have trouble especially if it's something from the past that you can't get your mind out of.

very protective of you! not to the point where he's possessive though, he just wants you to trust him with your life, as your boyfriend.

would listen to every word you say as he's doing something, no matter what it is im sure he'd listen to you.

he feels guilty for you because of your past relationships, friendships or even family problems, he's willing to give his full attention.

he's just a really nice person in general and wants you to feel safe, you could ask him if you wanted to talk about problems while hugging him and he'd gladly accept your offer.

even if he's working, he'll always find a way to make time for you. rubbing circles on your back now and then everytime you remember something toxic.

"it's fine, i surely do not mind, i want you to feel comfortable around me always, i may be busy, but i'll always listen to you whenever you need me."

now thoma, he's slightly confused about it but is actually understanding, you may feel like he doesn't have time for you because of serving for ayato, but the truth is, he's doing his best so he can see you sooner.

he is worried about you, but always asks for advice from ayato or ayaka, they just told him that he needed to give you more space to open up to him with a smile.

he cooks for you as well, takes care of you amazingly, he sometimes wonders if he's doing too much. but it's worth it he says, to see a nice smile on your face and to see if he's got your trust already.

you two go on walks in inazuma to relieve anything negative that's on your mind, sitting below a tree with cats around you both, thoma knitting sweaters for the cats while you feed them while smiling.

the sound of knitting filled your ears as you looked at your boyfriend, "are you alright now? i hope you are. you could always talk to me about anything." he said with a smile, you nodded your head. you swore you could see the kamisato siblings behind a tree.

now xiao.. he doesn't understand in the nicest way possible im sorry LMFAO, but he tries his best as well.

going to his trusty old morax for advice just like how thoma did, zhongli asked him to sit down and enjoy some tea with him while he explains.

xiao asked a lot of questions about it, which made zhongli happy. he wasn't usually like this, well, for a mere mortal,

also very busy, probably the bussiest out of all of them, he usually comes back late, but makes it up with ordering your favorite food.

everytime you ask to talk about your problems, he looks like he's annoyed but he actually doesn't mind, he's actually quite happy.

listens to every single bit of it, staring at you maybe too hard. also very protective of you, everywhere you go your hands are always locked together.

"well, i don't really get this mortal thing, but i'd like to help you somehow. for everything you'd for me." he murmured under his breath.

[xiaosmanthus]

A date with the Guardian Yaksha (Xiao X Reader)

Today was your anniversary, you had been officially dating for a month.

You were very happy, you really loved Xiao very much, and you were very proud to be his partner.

When you woke up Xiao was not there, as usual he had gone to work.

You started preparing everything for when he came back.

You went to look for Yan Xiao, he helped you prepare everything you needed for today.

After having all the food ready, you went to find Zhongli, the only one who could help you to find the perfect present and who knew Xiao more than anyone.

"Good morning Zhongli"

He was sitting drinking tea.

"Good morning dear, what brings you here?"

You sighed deeply.

"Well, you know I've been dating Xiao, and today we've been dating for a month. So I thought I'd give her something special, but I don't know exactly what."

He nodded.

"I mean, I do know him and such, but not well enough to know his likes. Xiao is very quiet about all of this."

Zhongli put his cup of tea down on the table.

"Haha, I know what you mean" he crossed his arms "Xiao is always mysterious, I suppose that with time he will have more confidence and will tell you more about him..."

"Regarding the gift, Xiao is not the materialistic type of person, any detail I think would make him very happy"

You gave him a smile.

"Well, he likes Qingxin Flowers, Almond Tofu, Snow, and Crystalflies, that's all I know."

You took her hands gratefully, and ran off thinking what you could do.

Perhaps a date in the snow?

It might be quite cold, but you would do everything for Xiao.

While on your way, you saw a butterfly bracelet in a shop. Matching bracelets? It sounded kinda cute.

You bought the bracelets, and headed to Dragonspine.

You had to fight some Hilichurls, but you got a place with amazing views.

You arranged everything in such a way that it would be perfect.

You decorated everything with Qingxin flowers, and some Crystalflies.

When everything was ready, you stood while looking all proud.

It was afternoon, and Xiao would probably have finished his work.

You walked away a bit, and you called his name.

"Xiao"

Some green details appeared, and there it was, your boyfriend.

"I was looking for you-"

"Close your eyes and take my hand!" You said.

Confused he did it and asked "Is something wrong?"

You simply guided him to where you had prepared everything.

"You can open your eyes now, ta-da!"

Xiao was shocked as he looked at everything.

"Do you like it? I spent all day preparing it"

"It's spectacular, but why you did all this? It's not my birthday or something..."

You took his hand.

"Haha, it's our anniversary, we've been dating for a month today, you know?"

His expression went from surprise to sadness.

"You did all this for me... And I didn't even do anything, I-"

"Hey Xiao, calm down. I know you're used to it, I understand, you don't have to worry"

He sighed.

"I promise you that next time I will organize something amazing,.sorry for being such a bad boyfriend..."

You took him by the shoulders.

"Hey, you're not a bad boyfriend at all. You're so sweet and I'm so thankful to have you. It's all I can ask for"

Xiao blushed, and looked away.

"I love you..."

He said.

"Huh? I didn't hear you right"

"I love you idiot"

You smiled.

"Come sit down, we're going to freeze if we keep talking here"

Xiao sat down and took a look at all the food that was there.

"Eat all you want! I prepared it with a lot of love"

Once you finished eating, you turned to him with a basket.

"Happy anniversary Xiao"

He opened it carefully, taking out a small box and a plate of almond tofu.

Opening the box, he saw the bracelet.

"That is..."

You showed him your wrist.

"I bought a matching one, so we'll never be apart from each other"

Suddenly Xiao hugged you tightly.

"You are the sweetest and nicest girlfriend I can have, I love you so much..."

Normally you didn't have physical contact, so it was kinda weird.

"Everything was delicious, and this gift is beautiful, thank you"

You hugged him back while you smiled.

"Anything for you Xiao, I love you too"

A sob came out of Xiao, was he crying? You had never seen him cry, and you didn't want to ask the obvious either.

You wanted him to feel safe, otherwise he wouldn't show that part of himself to you again.

You touched his hair gently, and whispered to him

"It's okay Xiao, I'm here"

His grip grew tighter, and his sobs too.

Once he calmed down, you wiped away his tears and gave him a smile.

"Can we eat snow?" He asked.

You laughed, and grabbed some snow.

He did the same, and started eating too.

His face was so cute, he had some snow on his nose.

You hugged him one more time.

He loved you, and you loved him too.

[amazingmaeve]

Downright Mean - Ron Weasley

Harry Potter Masterlist

Summary: Y/N and Ron were enemies with her being a Slytherin and him being a Gryffindor. Y/N always tried being nice to them but he was always mean. Hermione and Harry were nice to her but Ron didn’t like her. Even though she knew he didn’t like her she had a huge crush on him. One day he makes a comment about her on the wrong day sends which sends her over the edge.

Request: hi!! can i make a request for ron weasley? angst prompt 13 mixed with kiss prompt 5, reader is in slytherin, but it doesn't have to be at the school

Requested by: @lubinkoo

Pairing: Ron Weasley x Slytherin female!reader

Warnings: Angst, a few swears, mean Ron

AN: Set in around six year AU. And I love Ron and i think he’s underrated. I’m hoping this is what you want 😊.

Word Count: 1380 (I think)

Y/N never let the words of Ron Weasley get to her. She knew that what he said wasn't true and she knew that Ron hate her because she was a Slytherin.

She didn't blame him because Y/N knew how Slytherins were especially Draco.

But that didn't stop her from being nice to him. Even though every time she tried talking to him or give him a good morning, he would ignore her while rolling his eyes.

Even though he hate Y/N that didn't stop her from having a small crush on him. She didn't know why, maybe it was because in first year before they were sorted, Ron was actually nice to her. And when she got into Slytherin that stopped.

Y/N heard him talk to Harry and Hermione about her and she tried not to let it get to her, but she wished that he would at least acknowledge her existence. Harry and Hermione were always nice to her even though she was in Slytherin.

Her parents were purebloods but she was never mean to mudbloods. But her parents died, she didn't know how but she went to go live with her aunt who was nice to her but never told her what happened to her parents.

She was never mean to anyone. And everyone was shocked when she got sorted into Slytherin because everyone thought she'd be in hufflepuff.

Y/N particularly didn't like her house since most of the people in Slytherin were particularly mean. There were some people that were nice but usually they weren't.

Y/N never had any friends. Harry and Hermione would always be nice to her but they weren't friends at least to Y/N. She always felt lonely since she didn't have anyone to talk to.

She never got bullied except for the few occasions with some people who didn't like Slytherins.

Y/N never considered Ron's back talking bullying she just thought it was rude. But maybe it was the crush she had on him.

She knew he would never feel the same since he would make handoff remarks to her. Like "don't talk to me I don't like snakes" and much more. She never talked back though.

Which lead her to today where she was walking though the halls getting to here next class which was Potions.

She was about to cross the corner when she heard one of the Weasley twins talking.

"Heard someone has a crush on you mate," Y/N heard Fred at least she thought was Fred say to Ron. She stopped herself so they didn't see her. There were students walking back and forth but she could hear the the three talking loud and clear.

"Bugger off Fred," Ron snapped at his older brother before he let out a sigh. "Who is it," Ron asked curiosity in his voice. 

"That one shy Slytherin Y/N," George answered with a grin on his face. Y/N could feel her heart start to race even faster than it already was.

"Well that's good for her," Ron deadpanned. "I don't like her."

Y/N could feel her heart drop to her stomach. She knew he didn't like her so why was she surprised. Maybe it was since he actually said and it felt more real to her.

She doesn't know why it hurts so much since she already knew the truth.

She didn't want to be this hurt she just wanted to disappear.

For the rest of the day Y/N had a bitter mood. Anyone who bumped into her she snapped at. She didn't want to be mean she just didn't want to be messed with not this day not today.

It's been a couple days since she heard Ron say those rude those words. And this is the anniversary of the day she last time saw her parents. Whether they died or went to Azkaban.

And with the sudden realization of Ron not liking, this was not a day to mess with her.

When she walked into her transfigurations class she sat down angrily next to Ron who was her desk mate much to his dismay.

"What's got you in a puff Y/L/N," Ron asked with a grin.

"Nothing," Y/N snapped at the Weasley who looked at her in shock.

"My bad was just asking," Ron muttered.

"You never bother asking asking before so why ask now," Y/N glared at him. He never even glance at her so why was he so worried about her. "It's not like you like me."

"I don't I just don't want you huffing and puffing while I'm trying to work," Ron snapped at her which made Y/N roll her eyes. "Man whats got your panties in a bunch," Ron muttered.

"It's just not the day to mess with me," Y/N sighed running her hands through her hair. "I've been having a bad day."

"Can't be that bad with you having the perfect life and family," Ron rolled his eyes which made Y/N anger rise even more than it was before.

"Well hey at least you still got your parents Weasley," Y/N shouted at the Weasley. "I'd rather be you than myself."

Ron was surprised by her sudden outburst. Y/N never ever shouted at anyone. Even though it seemed like Ron didn't like Y/N he did.

He just didn't want to disappoint his family by dating a Slytherin since Slytherins aren't the most nicest. Harry and Hermione always scold him to not be mean and just admit his feelings to Y/N instead of being a bully.

"Y/N I'm-," Ron began to apologize but was interrupted by Y/N holding her hand up silencing him.

"Save it Weasley from now on just give me my space," Y/N snapped at him which made him frown.

"Don't give me space that's the last thing I want with you Y/N," Ron whispered to her.

This surprised Y/N he never called her by her first name. What surprised her even more was that he was being nice to her.

Before Y/N could continue the teacher came in and was getting ready to start teacher.

For the rest of the class Y/N was racking her brain wondering why Ron was being so nice to her. Was it just a prank. Is it his version of a funny joke.

After this class Y/N ran out of the class before Ron could reach her and went to the Slytherin common room before she heard Ron behind her. She was surprised that he followed her to the Slytherin Common room since he didn’t want to run into any of the people in Slytherin.

She was a little way up the stairs when Ron came up to the bottom of the stairs grabbing her writs stopping her.

“Wait Y/N let me talk to you,” Ron begged. This version of Ron surprised her it seemed like he was completely different person. Before she could respond Ron beat her to, “Just give me a couple minutes and if you don’t want to talk anymore after that we don’t have to darling.”

Y/N nodded turning her body to stare at him.

“I’ve always like you Y/N but since you got in Slytherin I thought you were just bad. That’s what all Slytherin seemed like to me so I just buried my feelings. But now I notice that you have an actual heart,” Ron explained to Y/N which made her smile at him.

“So this isn’t some cruel joke you’re pulling on me,” Y/N wearily asked not wanting it to be a joke.

“I promise love this is not a joke,” Ron whispered his hand leaving her wrist to move to her cheek rubbing his thumb in circles. “So do you feel the same,” He muttered.

Y/N didn’t say anything she just bent down to attach her lips to his. He moved his lips along with her. They stood there kissing before Y/N moved away needing to breath and the stairs she’s standing on giving her more height and bending down kissing him made her neck her.

“I’m guessing George and Fred were right.”

[thewidowsghost]

Daughter of the Sea - Chapter 3

Percy's POV

Confession time: I ditch Grover as soon as we get to the bus terminal.

I know, I know. It was rude. But Grover is kinda freaking me out, looking at me like I am a dead man, muttering, "Why does this always happen?" and "Why does it always have to be the sixth grade?"

Whenever he gets upset, Grover's bladder acts up, so I'm not surprised when, as soon as we get off the bus, he makes me promise to wait for him, then makes a beeline for the restroom. Instead of waiting, I get my suitcase, slip outside, and catch the first taxi uptown.

"East One-hundred-and-forth and First," I tell the driver.

A word about my mother, before you meet her.

Her name is Sally Jackson and she's the best person in the world, which just proves my theory that the best people have the rottenest luck. Her own parents died in a plane crash when she was five, and she was raised by an uncle who didn't care much about her. She wanted to be a novelist, so she spent high school working to save enough money for a college with a good creative-writing program. Then her uncle got cancer, and she had to quit school her senior year to take care of him. After he died, she was left with no money, no family, and no diploma.

The only good break she ever got was meeting mine and (Y/n)'s dad.

We didn't have any memories of him, just this warm sort of glow, maybe the barest trace of his smile. Our mom doesn't like to talk about him because it makes her sad; she has no pictures.

See, they weren't married. She told us he was rich and important, and their relationship was a secret. Then one day, he set sail across the Atlantic on some important journey, and he never came back.

Lost at sea, my mom had told us. Not dead. Lost at sea.

She worked odd jobs, took night classes to get her high school diploma, and raised me and my twin on her own. She never complained or got mad. Not even once. But I knew I wasn't an easy kid.

Finally, she married Gabe Ugliano, who was nice the first thirty seconds we knew him, then showed his true colors as a world-class jerk. When I was young, I nicknamed him Smelly Gabe. I'm sorry, but it's the truth. The guy reeked like moldy garlic pizza wrapped in gym shorts.

Between the two of us, we made my mom's life pretty hard. The way Smelly Gabe treated her, the way he and I got along...well, when I came home is a good example.

I walk into our little apartment, hoping my mom would be home from work. Instead, Smelly Gabe is in the living room, playing poker with his buddies. The television blares ESPN. Chips and beer cans are strewn all over the carpet.

Hardly looking, he says around his cigar, "So, you're home."

"Where's Mom and (Y/n)?" I wonder aloud.

"Your mom's working," he says. "You got any cash?"

That was it. No Welcome back. Good to see you. How has your life been the last six months?

"I don't have any cash," I toll him.

"Here," comes a voice, holding out a ten to the man.

Instantly, a smile sneaks its way onto my face.

"Hey, Perc," my twin sister says with a smile.

(Y/n)'s POV

I grab my brother's suitcase and carry it into his room; I set it down on the bed.

"You wanna come sit in my room?" I ask and Percy nods, a smile still on his face.

I lead the way to my room and when I open the door, Percy sinks into my desk chair.

"Percy?" comes our mom's voice.

She opens my bedroom door.

Our mother can make me feel good just by walking into the room. Her eyes sparkle and change color in the light. Her smile is as warm as a quilt. She's got a few gray streaks mixed in with her long brown hair, but I never think of her as old. When she looks at me, it's like she's seeing all the good things about me, none of the bad. I've never heard her raise her voice or say an unkind word to anyone, not even me or Percy or Gabe.

"Oh, Percy," she hugs her son tightly. "I can't believe it. You've grown since Christmas.

Percy's POV

Her red-white-and-blue Sweet on America uniform smelled like the best things in the world: chocolate, licorice, and all the other stuff she sold at the candy shop in Grand Central. She'd brought me a huge bag of "free samples," the way she always did when I came home.

We sit together on the edge of (Y/n)'s bed. While I attack the blueberry sour strings, (Y/n) stealing a few pieces of candy from the bag, Mom runs her hand through my hair and demands to know everything I hadn't put in my letters. She doesn't mention anything about my getting expelled. She doesn't seem to care about that. But was I okay? Was her little boy doing all right? The whole time, (Y/n)'s eyes were sparkling with amusement.

I tell Mom she is smothering me, and to lay off and all that, but secretly, I was really, really glad to see her and (Y/n).

From the other room, Gabe yells, "Hey, Sally—how about some bean dip, huh?"

I grit my teeth.

My mom is the nicest lady in the world. She should've been married to a millionaire, not to some jerk like Gabe.

For her sake, I try to sound upbeat about my last days at Yancy Academy. I tell her I'm not too down about the expulsion. I'd lasted almost the whole year this time. I'd made some new friends. I'd done pretty well in Latin. And honestly, the fights hadn't been as bad as the headmaster said. I liked Yancy Academy. I really did. I put such a good spin on the year, I almost convince myself. I start choking up, thinking about Grover and Mr. Brunner. Even Nancy Bobofit suddenly doesn't seem so bad.

Until that trip to the museum...

"What?" my mom asks. Her and my sister's eyes tug at my conscience, trying to pull out the secrets. "Did something scare you?"

"No, Mom."

I feel back for lying. I want to tell her about Mrs. Dodds and the three old ladies with the yarn, but I think it'd sound stupid.

Mom purses her lips. Both she and (Y/n) could tell I was holding back, but neither push me.

(Y/n)'s POV

"I have a surprise for both of you," Mom says. "We're going to the beach."

Percy's eyes widen. "Montauk?"

"Three nights - same cabin."

"When?" I ask excitedly.

Mom smiles. "As soon as I get changed."

I can't believe it. Mom, Percy, and I hadn't been to Montauk the last two summers, because Gabe said there wasn't enough money.

Gabe appears in my doorway and growls, "Bean dip, Sally? Didn't you hear me?"

"I've got it," I offer, rising from the bed and walking out into the kitchen to make the dip for Mom.

An hour later, we are ready to leave.

Gabe takes a break from his poker game long enough to watch me and Percy lug Mom's bags to the car. He keeps griping and groaning about losing her cooking - and most importantly, his '78 Camaro - for the whole weekend.

"Not a scratch on this car, you two," he warns us as I load the last bag. "Not one little scratch."

Like we'd be the ones driving. We're twelve. But that didn't matter to Gabe. If a seagull so much as pooped on his paint job, he'd find a way to blame us.

We get into the Camero, me in the passenger's seat, and Percy in the back.

Our rental cabin is on the south shore, way out at the tip of the Long Island. It is a little pastel box with faded curtains, half-sunken into the dunes. There is always sand in the sheets and spiders in the cabinets, and most of the time the sea is too cold to swim in.

Percy and I love the place.

We'd been going there since Percy and I were babies. Our mom had been going even longer. She never exactly said, but I knew why the beach was special to her. It was the place she'd met mine and Percy's dad.

As we get closer to Montauk, Mom seems to grow younger, years of worry and work disappearing from her face. Her eyes turning the color of the sea.

We arrive at the cabin, open all the cabin windows, and go through our usual cleaning routine. We walk on the beach, feed blue corn chips to the seagulls, and much on jelly beans, blue saltwater taffy, and all the other free samples my mom had brought from work.

I guess I should explain the blue food.

See, Gabe had once told Mom there was no such thing. They had this fight, which seemed like a small thing at the time. But ever since, Mom had gone out of her way to eat blue. She baked blue birthday cakes. She mixed blueberry smoothies. She bought blue-corn tortilla chips and brought home blue candy from the shop. This - alone with keeping her maiden name, Jackson, rather than calling herself Mrs. Ugliano - was proof that she wasn't totally suckered by Gabe. She did have a rebellious streak, like Percy.

When it gets dark, we make a fire. We roast hot dogs and marshmallows. Mom tells us stories about when she was a kid, back before her parents died in the plane crash. She tells us about the books she wanted to write when she gets enough money to quit the candy shop.

Finally, it seems that Percy gets the nerve to ask about what was always on our minds when we come to Montauk - our father. Mom's eyes go all misty. I figure that she was going to tell us the same things she always said, but neither Percy and I ever got tired of hearing them.

"He was kind, Percy," Mom says. "Tall, handsome, and powerful. But gentle, two. You have his black hair, you know, Percy, and you both have his green eyes."

Mom fishes a blue jelly bean out of her candy bag. "I wish he could see you, Percy, (Y/n). He would be so proud."

Percy's POV

I wondered how she could say that. What's so great about me? A dyslexic, hyperactive boy with a D+ report card, kicked out of the school for the sixth time in six years.

"How old were we?" I ask. "I mean . . . when he left?"

Mom watches the flames. "He was only with me for one summer, Percy. Right here at this beach. This cabin."

"But...he knew us as a baby."

"No, honey. He knew I was expecting twins, but he never saw you two. He had to leave before you were born."

I try to square that with the fact I seem to remember . . . something about my father. A warm glow. A smile.

(Y/n) and I had always assumed that he had known us as babies. Mom had never said it outright, but still, we'd always felt it must be true. Now, to be told that he'd never even seen us . . .

I realize I feel angry at my father. Maybe it was stupid, but I resent him for going on that ocean voyage, for not having the guts to marry Mom. He'd left us, and now we are stuck with Smelly Gable.

"Are you sending me away again?" I ask her. "To another boarding school."

She pulls a marshmallow from the fire.

"I don't know, honey." Mom's voice is heavy. "I think . . . I think we'll have to do something."

"Because you don't want me around?" I regret the words as soon as they come out of my mouth. (Y/n) bows her head, looking at the ground and Mom's eyes well with tears.

Mom takes my hand and squeezes it tight. "Oh, Percy, no. I - I have to, honey. For your own good. I have to send you away."

Her words remind me of what Mr. Brunner had said - that it was best for me to leave Yancy.

"Because I'm not normal," I say.

"You say that as if it's a bad thing, Percy. But you don't realize how important you are. I thought Yancy Academy would be far enough away. I thought you'd finally be safe.

"Safe from what?"

She meets my eyes, and a flood of memories comes back to me - all the weird, scary things that had ever happened to me and (Y/n), some of which we'd tried to forget.

During third grade, a man in a black trench coat had stalked us on the playground. When the teachers threatened to call the police, he went away growling, but no one believed (Y/n) when she'd told them that under his broad-brimmed hat, the man only had one eye, right in the middle of his head.

Before that—a really early memory. I was in preschool, and a teacher accidentally put me down for a nap in a cot that a snake had slithered into. My mom screamed when she came to pick me up and found me playing with a limp, scaly rope I'd somehow managed to strangle to death with my meaty toddler hands.

In every single school, something creepy had happened, something unsafe, and I was forced to move.

I know I should tell my mom about the old ladies at the fruit stand, and Mrs. Dodds at the art museum, about my weird hallucination that I had sliced my math teacher into dust with a sword. But I can't make myself tell her. I have a strange feeling the news would end our trip to Montauk, and I don't want that.

"I've tried to keep you as close to me as I could," my mom says. "They told me that was a mistake. But there's only one other option, Percy—the place your father wanted to send you two. And I just...I just can't stand to do it."

(Y/n)'s POV

"Our father wanted us to go to a special school?" I ask, a little confused.

"Not a school," she says softly. "A summer camp."

My head starts spinning. Why would my dad - who hadn't even stayed around long enough to see me and Percy be born - talk about a summer camp?

"I'm sorry, (Y/n)," she said, seeing the look in my eyes. "But I can't talk about it. I—I couldn't send you two to that place. It might mean saying good-bye to you for good."

"For good?" Percy asks. "But if it's only a summer camp.

Mom turns towards the fire, and I know from her expression that if either of us ask her any more questions, she would start to cry.

I have a weird, vivid dream. It is storming on the beach, and two beautiful animals, a white horse, and a golden eagle are trying to kill each other at the edge of the surf. The eagle swoops down and slashes the horse's muzzle with its huge talons. The horse rears up and kicks at the eagle's wings. As they fight, the ground rumbles and a monstrous voice chuckles somewhere and beneath the earth, goading the animals to fight harder.

I run towards them, knowing I have to stop them from killing each other, but I am running in slow motion. I know I am too late. I see the eagle dive down, its beak aimed at the horse's wide eyes, and I scream, No!

I wake with a start.

Outside, it really is storming, the kind of storm that cracks trees and blows down houses. There is no horse or eagle on the beach, just lightning making false daylight, and twenty-foot waves pounding the dunes like artillery.

With the next thunderclap, my mom and Percy wake. Mom sits up, eyes wide, and says, "Hurricane."

I know that's crazy. Long Island never sees hurricanes this early in the summer. But the ocean seems to have forgotten. Over the roar of the wind, I hear a distant bellow, an angry, tortured sound that makes my hair stand on end.

Percy's POV

Then a much closer noise, like mallets in the sand. A desperate voice - someone yelling, pounding on our cabin door.

My mother springs out of bed in her nightgown and throws open the lock.

Grover stands framed in the doorway against a backdrop of pouring rain. But he isn't . . . he isn't exactly Grover.

"Searching all night," he gasps. "What were you thinking?"

My mother looks at me in terror - not scared of Grover, but of why he'd come.

"Percy," she says, having to shout to be heard over the rain. "What happened at school? What didn't you tell me?"

I am frozen, looking at Grover. I can't understand what I'm seeing, and I see (Y/n) looking at my friend.

"O Zeu kai alloi theoi!" he yells. "It's right behind me! Didn't you tell her?"

I am too shocked to register that he'd just cursed in Ancient Greek, and I'd understood him perfectly. I am too shocked to wonder how Grover had gotten here by himself in the middle of the night. Because Grover doesn't have pants on - and where his legs should be . . . where his legs should be . . .

Mom looks at me sternly and talks in a tone she'd never used before, and (Y/n) flinches: "Percy. Tell me now!"

I stammer something about the old ladies at the fruit stand and Mrs. Dodds, and my mom stares at me, her face deathly pale in the flashes of lightning.

She grabs her purse, tosses me and (Y/n) our rain jackets, and says, "Get the car. All three of you. Go!"

Grover runs for the Camero - but he isn't running, exactly. He is trotting, shaking his shaggy hindquarters, and suddenly his story about a muscular disorder in his legs makes sense to me. I understand how he can run so fast and still limp when he walks.

Because where his feet should be, there are no feet. There are cloven hooves.

Word Count: 3041 words

[attack-on-bnha]

can i get a personalized letter for bakugou please? my name is April and my pronouns are she/her! This is a little long sorry lolol your letter doesn't have to be as long as mine btw, i'd be glad with whatever response I get :))) i would say that the relationship with bakugou here is childhood best friends but if you want to hint at something more like a crush that's okay too!

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Dear Katsuki,

Hey Katsukiii, what's up? It's been so long since we've last seen each other ever since you've gone to UA for highschool. I know you said you wanted me to apply with you, but you already know hero work just isn't my thing.

Anything new going on for you? Not much has been happening for me, but I did get a part-time job at this realllyyy fancy café. Despite what you may think, I'm actually doing pretty well and I haven't broken anything 😌(tho i'm a little slow at making drinks but that's besides the point). It's actually pretty close to UA so maybe you and Izuku can come visit me!

Izuku and I have actually hung out recently and he said he'd give my letter to you when he sees you, hopefully you don't blow him up like you always do. Be nicer to him, too! He told me you guys got into a fight a while ago and got put on house arrest. He said I should probably hear the details from you, but i'd much rather hear them when we see each other again in person—you know how much I hate texting and calling. It sounded kinda serious so I hope your holding up okay. Hopefully, you two are treating each other right and supporting each other. I may not be there with you both physically all the time like we have been all our lives, but just know I'm here if you need someone.

Anyway, write back soon! Or—as much as i don't perfer this—just text me you big dummy, i miss you and want to hang out again and i don't want Zuzu to be our only means of communication LOL love you lots and hopefully we get to each other soon.

From,

April

hi, sorry this took a while to do, it’s totally deku’s fault, not mine lol. i hope you like it! <3

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to april,

that damn nerd took forever to give me the letter, i don't know why you trusted him with it. little creep probably read it too. 

anway, i'm alright. i hope you are to. and don't go smiling at that like you always do. 

i think i know the cafe you mean, their drinks are pretty bad, hopefully that'll change with you there. i guess i could come around after school one day, but i'm NOT bringing deku. i have to sped pretty much every waking hour with him anyway, i'm not putting myself through more, i don't know why you do. and before you tell me we're friends, 

no. we. are . not.

he's annoying and a nerd, just because i like care about him or whatever doesn't mean shit. so shut up. you're not a total extra so don't ruin that. 

the fight was stupid though. don't worry about us. he just wouldn't shut up and i, well i mean i guess i took it too far. but he did too! and i'll treat him right when he stops being a damn nerd. so never. hah. but yeah, we're fine, just had to clean the dorms, nothing too bad. wort part was we had to do it together. idiot wouldn't stop singing and humming, you know what he's like.

and who're you calling dummy??? i'll blow you to smitheri yeah, i'll text you soon. i miss you too. i guess. thanks for being here, for talking to me, i know i'm ot always the nicest so i guess i'm just glad that you still bother with me. you're alright.

i'll text you when i'm free, we can work something out. speak soon.

from katsuki

ps, love you to.

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(congrats on the job btw!!! i’m sure you’re doing great!)

~m

[punkscowardschampions]

Ava & Buster

Ava: Are you lot en-route? Buster: 'Course Buster: But we've had one foot out the door for like half an hour, honestly Ava: Good, 'cos I have presents Buster: Yeah? Buster: Pot of gold or what, like Ava: Hardly appropriate for a two-year-old Ava: None for you, soz 💔 Buster: I'd argue it's very appropriate Buster: All the shit he needs haemorrhages cash Ava: You were warned Ava: Extensively Buster: And I ain't sorry I didn't listen Buster: They can all try and sue me Ava: Enter an arena where they aren't the experts? Ava: Doesn't sound like mum and dad Buster: No such arena exists, clearly Buster: Know it all, have done it all Ava: Your degree must be a waste of time then Buster: You'd have to ask 'em what they reckon Buster: But I'd wait til they've got a few more drinks down 'em first, get closer to the truth Ava: Ugh, shut up Ava: You know they're proud of you Buster: Yeah yeah, blah blah Buster: But are you proud of me? Real MVP and everything Ava: When you get your cap and gown Ava: Funny wig, even better Ava: I still only got stuff for the kids and Ri though Ava: I'll chase a 🌈 down ASAP Buster: You're alright Buster: Already got a girlfriend, don't you? Buster: No need to get gayer just to wind me up, Nance has got that covered Ava: Ha, don't even chat to me about annoying Buster: I won't Ava: 😏 Ava: No, you're meant to ask, idiot Ava: You're so lucky you only have a son Buster: Tell me then Buster: I want a girl next Ava: Well she's not coming back, not that I'm surprised Buster: What bullshit excuse did she go with this time? She's got too much work on, girlfriend drama or she just hates fam functions SO MUCH Ava: It was column A presented but 1000% came across as column C Ava: She can be so Buster: I know Buster: Did she try and buy you off with an NYC trip that ain't gonna happen just like the last one didn't? Ava: Twin telepathy is real, yeah? Ava: 🙄 Buster: Fuck that and her Buster: I told you before, when you actually wanna go I'll take you Buster: Then you only have to see her a bearable amount Ava: I know Ava: It'd be interesting to see how long she could hold a conversation with me but yeah Ava: won't happen so Buster: Longer than she can with me or dad, probably slightly less time than she can with mum, depending what mood they are both in Buster: That'd be my bet Buster: Chin up, the good twin is finally on his fucking way Ava: Sounds about right Ava: Good time to tell you to call her yourself later or do you want a drink before you process that? Buster: Bad time to be forced to remember that I told Rio right at the start I wouldn't drink when she couldn't Ava: Honestly, I thought this kid was PLANNED Ava: She couldn't Christmas or New Year either Buster: She was planned, just not by me Ava: 'Course, you would've factored in drinking Ava: Must be their gay agenda Buster: There's loads of shit I'd have factored in Ava: That's your upbringing talking Buster: Shut up Ava: It is though Ava: Personally, I agree its better than the more the merrier approach too Buster: You'll personally be waiting a load more years before you make me play uncle then, yeah? Buster: Good Ava: Ugh Ava: Don't be making me 🤢 just because green is the colour today Buster: Gotta Buster: Who the fuck is there to be jealous of when we're us? Ava: You couldn't go the more traditional routes, no? 🍾🥂 Ava: Seeing as I'm NOT pregnant or being a very supportive partner to someone who is Buster: Come on, who am I? Buster: And you can leave me out of your rites of passage, I've cleaned up enough sick in the name of being a supportive partner Buster: Grace'll hold your hair back for you Ava: There's no need to be old AND boring 😏 Buster: Fuck off Buster: Counting down the days til I can drink you under the table Ava: Dad lets me Buster: There's nothing dad won't let you do Buster: Got him well wrapped around your finger, like Ava: It's not my fault I'm the most lovable Ava: Do better 😋 Buster: That's the one title you can keep Buster: Got all the love I need, cheers Ava: 🤢🥰 Ava: N'awh Buster: Lyla didn't wanna come and hang with the extended fam then? Ava: Wouldn't do that to someone I liked, would I? Buster: Depends how much you like her Ava: Nah Ava: That's all a bit heavy Buster: Well yeah Buster: It would be a trial by fire Ava: Then pissed on Ava: then set on fire again Ava: I like having time away when I come here, you know Ava: Not attached at the hip Buster: I know Ava: I'll send her a hilarious postcard or something Buster: You sounded like Nance there Buster: No need to miss her at all Ava: Fuck off Buster: You're right she'd never write it Buster: Half her holiday would be over before she got the words down Ava: 😂 Ava: Rude Buster: It's fuck all I wouldn't say to her face if she ever bothered to show it Ava: Can no one in this family be nice Ava: Honestly Buster: Come on Buster: I'm nice to you Buster: You ain't even bought me a present Ava: I know, I'm very lovable Ava: Have you got me one? Buster: Yeah but you ain't having it now Ava: Yeah right Ava: I know who gets last word in your house Ava: and Rio is nice to everyone Buster: She's nicest to me and she always does what I say Buster: So you might wanna think again Ava: That's entirely too much information, thank you Ava: you owe me double as compensation Buster: You ain't having two bottles Buster: Keep the first one down and then we'll talk Ava: Challenge accepted Buster: Good Buster: Don't really wanna have to disown you before the day's out Ava: Least there's enough of 'em to fall back on should you get the urge Ava: I'll survive Buster: Keep that quiet around mum, it's still them and us with her Ava: Sounds familiar 🙄 Buster: You're bound to hear it yet again by the time she's had a few Ava: Not if I have anything to do with it Buster: Sounds like you've got a plan Ava: As planned as a party should ever be Buster: Yeah Ava: 💃🎉 Ava: Hurry up Buster: Traffic's worse than London at its finest right now Buster: Everyone on the road's either already wasted or angry they ain't Ava: Stay safe Buster: 'Course Buster: Speaking of, where you staying tonight? Ava: Tipsy childcare is better than no childcare Ava: No need to beg Buster: Shut up, I'll drive you is all I'm saying Ava: Cheers 💙 Buster: I'll cash the IOU when you're sober, like Ava: Better cash it before I cash my 2nd present then Buster: Forget it for now, it's a holiday Ava: That's what I've been saying Buster: You ain't gotta tell me, even if today I can't play as hard as I work Buster: Still not a fucking amateur Ava: Still a McKenna Buster: First and best Ava: Hardly Buster: If we're going by mum's them and us viewpoint, there's hardly any competition Buster: Just you and me, kid Ava: Well I'm just saying, Granddad is gonna be fuming Buster: Everything you learned about wrapping dad round your little finger you got from watching me with him Buster: I ain't worried Ava: Pfft Ava: My baby blues are bluer and my pout is poutier Ava: I'm the new model, boy Buster: 'Cause you need 'em to fall back on Buster: I'm just that good Buster: you're the youngest model that's all Buster: Due a spectacular fuck up about now Ava: You wish Ava: On all counts Buster: Nah, I'm rooting for you Buster: 'Course I am Ava: Mhmm Ava: Dead convincing 😏 Buster: I always am Buster: Wig or no wig Ava: So soppy, you Ava: Have title of my best big brother Buster: That's a copout but whatever Ava: And fussy Ava: Alright best sibling but that isn't much more of an achievement really Buster: Don't worry about it Buster: I know how great I am Ava: Yeah yeah, blah blah Buster: Get me the least shit sounding soft drink and I'll believe you Ava: If there's anything being tragically underage has taught me Ava: 👍 Buster: Cheers Buster: See you in 5 Ava: Bring your cute kid Buster: I taught him how to say “Sláinte” earlier so you'll be able to rate my achievements for yourself Buster: He ain't just a pretty face Ava: 🥺🥰 Ava: What a face though Buster: I can't take all the credit Buster: He takes after his mother Buster: Tell her how good she looks when we get in, yeah? I'm living a nightmare Ava: 'Course Ava: I've got a girlfriend, remember Ava: I know the drill, just amp up period level love 1000% for a pregnant bitch Buster: My wife ain't a insecure teenager Buster: But I appreciate the sentiment Buster: Just don't call her a bitch ever again Ava: I say it with love Ava: from one to another Ava: but got it, I'll remind her she's old Buster: Don't Buster: It'll be your funeral Ava: 😂 I only like winding you u Ava: p Ava: Don't need anyone crying on me Buster: Good Buster: I don't need to be breaking up any girl fights Buster: Especially when I've taught you both everything I know Ava: Even if me hitting a girl is more acceptable than you, I think everyone draws the line at a pregnant one Buster: Fine, I don't wanna pick you up off the floor once she's knocked you out and do a concussion test after someone pours a pint over you to bring you round Buster: I was trying to soften the blow of how it'll play out since I'd be powerless to stop the actual Ava: And I thought you were in the festive spirit Ava: 🙄 Ava: I'll take back this virgin cocktail, like 😏 Buster: Not without any spirits in me Buster: You'll have to take what you can get Ava: Few folk songs and you'll be well into it Buster: Voice of an angel, obviously Buster: Could've been a choir boy if not for everything else Ava: You took living vicariously a wee bit hard with the name already Buster: You'd have preferred me to name him after a silent film star, yeah? Ava: That was pure wishful thinking 🙊🤐🤫 Buster: Fucked over as my boy's been by not being named Rudolph Valentino or Roscoe Arbuckle, I reckon he'll be alright Buster: Cheers though Ava: I think Fatty murdered someone Ava: so as far as aspirations go, you're in the right direction Buster: I always am Buster: Never a misstep made, no matter what mum and dad say Ava: Alright 👼 its St Paddy's not confessional Ava: and the priest would be rare pissed off if you waltzed in and said you'd never done anything wrong 😂 Buster: He'd be a fine one to talk Ava: The drama of it all Buster: Again, I don't need to be told Buster: There's a kid here asking for you, except shouting's more the word Ava: He gets it 👏 Ava: 💃 Buster: Come out before he legs it in