#if i see someone else write it before me though...🔫🔫🔫

[finniestoncrane]

HELLO I'm in love with the way you write for Cooper 😩👏💝fix idea: I was thinking he's DEFINITELY somebody who doesn't care who he looks anymore, but is still aware that he's got that CHARM yano, but maybe the reader is just "wow your eyes are so pretty" and he fuckin BLUSHES (Mr cooper Howard aka Mr ghoul cowpoke absolutely keels over cus somebody said he was puuuurrtty) 💥💥💥🔫 just all "shut your pie hole girlie" and shes 😏😏😏 ok handsome

Can Ghouls Blush?

Cooper Howard x GN!Reader, word count: 1k aaaaah thank you ;-; also i love this, i love the idea of flustering that horrible boy omg 🤎 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: some threats (imean it's cooper), guns, mostly fluff though!

“I know time means very little to someone who has been around for two hundred years, but how much longer are you gonna be?”

Cooper’s voice echoed out from the main room of the abandoned building you had slept in. From the bathroom, you could hear the frustration, despite his attempts to soften it up. He had no time for fun, no time for relaxing. It was survival and sweating, or nothing at all. But you could tell he had tried to soften it up a little, just for you. His irritation was still so obvious however, even as he offered you a playful roll as he approached the door, catching your eye in the reflection of the cracked mirror.

“Just a sec, then we can head out.”

The old hairbrush you had found by the sink was a well-received miracle. A little bit of normality, a chance to tidy yourself up somewhat.

“I just think it’s a waste of time is all. Preening for the Wasteland. I mean, who are you trying to impress out there? You already got the best catch.”

He flicked the brim of his hat with his gloved fingers, grinning wide, yellowed teeth bared at you as he ran his tongue along his bottom lip.

“That’s exactly the problem. I have to make sure I look good to keep up with you, handsome.”

Your hand stroked along his cheek, a brief moment of eye contact as you walked past him towards the door of the bathroom and back out to the front of your temporary shelter.

“Handsome, huh?”

His voice seemed so much lighter now, more so than you had ever really heard before. And as you turned, you noticed the slight smile on his weathered lips, cheeks pulling up at the corners, eyes glinting as he stared straight back at you.

“Uh… yeah. You’re a very handsome guy, Coop.”

You almost had your fingers on the door knob, ready to leave for the start of your day, when you realised that you couldn’t feel Cooper’s presence behind you. Turning to see what was holding him up, you caught something in his eyes. A look of confusion, almost. Surprise. Disbelief. And a little bit of what you could swear was embarrassment. All this time together. Sleeping in each other’s arms, protecting each other from danger. Had you really never expressed to him your attraction? You had just assumed he knew. You spent long enough staring lustfully at him, it was surely a given. So you worried there was something else to it.

“What’s wrong, Cooper?”

“Nothing, I just… I was used to being called handsome, long time ago… not so much these days.”

As you stepped back towards him, closing the short distance, you could make out his expression much better, realising how astute your previous observation had been.

“Oh my god… Coop, are you blushing?”

He raised one finger, narrowing his brows as he tried to hide the endearing glee, offering you a forced stern look as he spoke.

“Don’t start playin’ stupid with me, you know I am not.”

Biting your lip, a mischievous smile forming, you gripped the lapels of his duster, teasing him as you stroked your thumb along one of his ridged, warm cheeks.

“Why, I didn’t even know big tough cowboys could blush, especially not the more ghoulish ones.” Can they blush? I'll need a closer look."

His fingers were tight around your wrist, gripping you fast and firm. He was trying so hard to maintain his tough exterior, but you could tell there was something softer in there that longed to come out, or at the very least, was desperate for someone to notice it. It was so obvious, even as he lowered his voice and growled at you.

“You turn around right now and start walkin’ out that door.”

Cooper took a step forwards, an attempt to regain his control of the situation, to push you towards doing his will, but you brought your hand up and laid your palm against his chest.

“Wait, just a second…”

It was nice to see him in this light. His confidence was always the dominant feature in his peronality, and it rarely wavered, if at all. But to know there were aspects of himself that he wasn't as sure of, and to know you could render him a little flustered just by complimenting them, made you smile. A grin that was returned by Cooper as you gazed into his warm, brown eyes.

"What is it you're lookin' for now, huh? You find it?"

"Yeah... turns out they can blush."

You turned quickly from him, practically skipping back towards the door of your temporary shelter, ready for another day of survival, this time tinted with a little more joy than usual. Your smile only grew wider as you heard Cooper, catching up with you, still trying to cover his embarrassment with the strained, empty aggressive threat that he chased you with.

"Now I will shoot you, you know that? You're pushing your luck today and we ain't even done anythin' yet."

But when he was certain you weren’t going to turn back around, he let himself smile a little. A soft glow in his eyes as he allowed himself to remember who he was, really. The kind of man that resided deep down inside, buried by years of solitude in the deep, dark ground, of struggling to adjust to the world. And struggling to adjust to himself. Even just a tiny reminder that, despite his charms and the charisma that tended to pull people in, that there was a bit of his old self left. That despite everything, despite who he had become, both physically and emotionally, someone might look at him with something other than fear first. With kindess, or lust. Or even love. That was enough to help him cling to the memories and look to the future with just the tiniest bit of hope, something he hadn’t felt in such a long time.

“You comin’, handsome?”

He smiled, biting his lip to curtail the spread of the easy grin.

“You bet.”

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

📖 🔫 🩹 ? Love ur writing btw :)

Use Your Sharp Claws to Hold Me Gently - Murdoc/Reader

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, gender-neutral reader, no use of Y/N, pet names, lonely!reader (he fixes that don't worry).

Wordcount: 2354

Summary: You were alone, he knew it the moment he entered your apartment and saw only you in every inch, but you were also interesting, and that was something he couldn't let go of.

Notes: Thank you so much QwQ I was SO tempted to make the reader take care of Murdoc as I was song hunting to set the mood, so if I get this combo again know that I won't be able to resist hehe I ended up going with this song, full disclosure, and it fueled me so much that I blacked out and when I came to this was written so I hope you enjoy, cause I really like this one a lot 💗💗💗

He was in town again, his only warning the single text from his unlisted number, the other end going dead as soon as the message was received, no number to save to your phone and reply back to. You’d been doing this for a long while now, your arrangement to keep him close carefully discussed behind closed doors the night before he had to hop on a plane and become scarce again. You understood completely why that was, it didn’t scare you like he’d expected, but then again, he’d expected a lot of things to scare you, things that would scare anyone else for very rational reasons.

Not you though, not once you’d stared down the barrel into those brown eyes and fallen hard.

You were never supposed to be on his list, your presence a prime example of Wrong Place Wrong Time as you’d stumbled upon his hit just moments before he’d pulled the trigger. His target had pleaded with you for help when he’d seen you, money offered in sums you couldn’t dare to imagine owning, tossed around like it was nothing as he put a price on his own life. You never accepted, knowing that if you did then you’d be putting that same price on your own as well, wanting to risk your slim chance of survival as you just stood there, blocking off the alley so no one else would find themselves in the same situation.

He’d shot the man in that same instant, the gun pointed at you next without a hint of mercy.

You’d just stared him down, knew it was inevitable the moment you interrupted his carefully planned work, everything about him gave off the essence of preparations and structure and purpose, you were a fly in the wheel of all that to him, nothing more.

‘Just get it over with,’ you told him as you shut your eyes, trying to hide the fact that you were trembling and it wasn’t from the downpour currently soaking you to your now very tired bones.

He never did, wet footsteps approaching until you felt cold steel against your forehead. ‘Why aren’t you afraid?’ he asked you, eyes seeing right through you, down to your soul as he tried to find the answer. You opened your eyes then, his voice so much softer than the gun held in his leather gloved hand, rain dripping from his ginger-dyed bangs, the colour almost fully grown out from what had to have been a past disguise, and running down his face in streams. He was beautiful, you thought even as the thunder roared high above, the sounds of the city telling you that you still had a chance to run, salvation was only steps away, but you didn’t move, you couldn’t.

‘I am,’ you confessed, but it almost felt like a lie.

‘You should be,’ he replied lowly, and it held the same weight as your confession.

You took the back ways to your apartment, unable to miss how he dedicated every way to get inside without being noticed to memory, a silent promise that if you survived and told someone what you saw then he’d know exactly how to find you. You told him which window was yours, the fire escape leading right up to it, that fact the only reason you’d bought it in the first place; those metal stairs meant freedom for you in case of emergency, something you’d never had before as you moved to the big city and lived through too many unfortunate events to count.

He was taking that away from you as he jumped up, hoisted himself onto the stairs with such ease that you knew you’d never be able to outrun him even if you started now, no amount of window latches able to keep him out. You used the front door and met him upstairs, the security cameras sparsely spread throughout the building only catching you heading home, drenched but not giving away a thing. He hadn’t waited outside as expected, the window unbroken but still wide open as he dripped water all over your hardwood floors, shoes tracking mud over the thrift store rug in the living room.

He was seeing what you had to lose, but it wasn’t much he was soon to realize, your walls and surfaces bare of photos outside of the rare empty frame you’d bought but forgotten to fill, the default photo showing strangers looking happy behind the dusty glass. He lifted one of them up, knew they weren’t yours, and you heard him laugh at your loneliness, the sound so hollow like he didn’t even know what a laugh really was and was simply acting the emotion out. 

Maybe he was lonely too.

You offered him tea or coffee, not knowing what to do to fill the time until the gun would surely reappear again but he refused, his attention now on you like he hadn’t even noticed you come in. He walked over to your tiny kitchen, searching through your cupboards until he found a glass; he went to the fridge and pulled out the pitcher of filtered water, poured himself some without asking, left everything out for you to clean up later if you’d even get the chance. ‘Expecting anyone?’ he asked casually, eyes looking for any sliver of a trace that you shared your life with anyone, the answer in his head before you could even open your mouth. ‘No, you aren’t… don’t you know it’s dangerous to live on your own in a place like this?’

It held no real concern. You offered him no real worry as you just shrugged.

The lights remained off as he let you get on with your night, his eyes always on you as you grabbed a towel to pat yourself and your clothes dry, the takeout you’d gone out to get reheated as you sat at the table and ate. He was never out of sight but he never approached you either, the only other thing he grabbed being one of the kitchen knives from the hand-me-down block you’d stolen from home when you moved out. You wondered if he might throw it at you like a circus performer, maybe it’d hit its target, maybe it’d fly right past and embed itself in the wall behind you, a trick to be applauded for either way, but it never left his hands, the blade occasionally catching the light as he spun it in his fingers.

You thought he might be coming to slit your throat when he walked behind you as you tried to cut through the too tough meat, his arms around you and making you still as the knife was pressed down and sliced through with ease. His movements were so delicate like that of a dancer, he was well trained in what he did, and when he was done he lifted the knife up to his mouth to lick away the sauce before going back to the kitchen. It was tossed down loudly into the sink now that he’d dirtied it but you didn’t jump at the sound, your eyes on him as he then strolled over to the couch and sat down, recently dried mud flecking off his shoes and onto your coffee table as he got comfortable.

He let you finish eating in peace, your last meal no doubt, before taking the gun out again and motioning for you to go to the bedroom, your body freezing cold but surprisingly calm as you did as you were told. There was no rush at all as you both walked in, the door wide open and letting you know that you weren’t trapped, and you waited for his next command when the gun was set down in plain sight on top of your dresser. It was perfectly spaced between the two of you, only two steps away with the grip facing you, an open invitation to grab it and defend yourself.

Images of trying flashed through your head. You didn’t act on them, his eyes shining the longer you just stood there; there was no point, you didn’t have much of a life anyways, the empty photo frames reminded you of that every day.

‘Aren’t you an interesting one,’ he thought aloud, your hand twitching only once towards the dresser before you fell still again. ‘My job is done tonight, and I might have a bit of time free in my schedule if you’d like to hire me, little rabbit,’ he then told you, his eyes meeting yours even as half of his face was shrouded in shadows, the light from your bedroom window making the only parts visible practically glow between his dark hair and even darker outfit.

‘What do you do?’ Your voice didn’t tremble, he was impressed.

‘I make problems disappear, for a price.’

‘Can you make more than problems disappear?’

This interested him even more, and he took a few steps closer to you, your head tilting back so you could look up to him. ‘What did you have in mind?’

You couldn’t say it, he already knew the answer already, and he considered what you wanted before taking off his coat and folding it up, the slightly damp leather creaking as it was placed on your dresser next to his weapon. He opened his arms to you, the gun still just in reach as he waited, and you could only stare at him as you walked forward; he wrapped his arms around you as you let your head fall against his shoulder, and the hug held nothing but the transaction as he attempted to make your loneliness disappear. He was warm as the rain continued to fall outside, his controlled breathing rustling your hair ever so slightly as the trembling began, your shaking hands reaching up to cling to his black sweater.

When you’d awoken the next morning you’d found your apartment empty again, although there was a text from an unfamiliar number on your phone telling you, ‘Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful,’ the line pulled directly from your copy of Frankenstien, the book open to the page and waiting for you to notice it on your dresser where the gun had been.

He’d returned to you a few months later, another new number with a quote alerting you to his arrival before you’d heard him tapping on the window, this time waiting for you to let him in. This situation repeated many times over the year, each time with a text, each time the two of you just retreating to your bedroom where he held you and stole your loneliness for hours at a time, never once telling you about where he’d been or what he’d done. Your frames were still empty all the while, and with every visit he’d hold you closer, share his warmth with you as he threaded bare fingers through your hair, let you lay there in silence or cry into his chest if you needed to.

He slowly filled all your empty spaces, even if just for a little while, and you wondered how large your bill must be getting with each press of split lips to the top of your head and bloodied knuckles tracing the curve of your flushed cheeks. You never asked for something of his to remember him by until the night you finally spoke, your body completely in his lap as he held you, your fingertips brushing over fresh bruises spreading over his bare chest.

‘I might not be able to afford you at this rate,’ you murmured, and when he breathed out a laugh it didn’t feel like he was acting anymore.

‘I do the jobs that interest me for free, you know,’ he whispered into your ear, hand coming up to run over your jaw until you couldn’t help but look up at him. ‘That was just the first time, though.’

‘What about now?’ Something inside of you told you to be afraid as you looked into brown eyes so dark they almost looked black, the red and purple painting his eyebrow to his cheek warning you of the danger, but you weren’t afraid, you never had been.

He didn’t answer you, his mouth finding yours as colours shone through cheap curtains and shrouded you both in a halo of store neons and street lights.

That was months ago, his latest text reading, ‘There are darknesses in life and there are lights; you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.’ Bram Stoker, tonight, Dracula. You screenshotted it as you did with all his quotes, it saved to your phone with all the others before deleting the now useless chat and unlocking the latch over your window. He arrived less than an hour later, the smell of cheap takeout making him smirk as he looked at the feast laid out for him. ‘Hello again, little rabbit,’ he said into your neck as he wrapped his arms around you, his gloves already removed so he could feel you against his hot skin.

‘Hello, Murdoc,’ you greeted him back, his canines grazing over your skin and warning you of the danger as they always did before he noticed the frame you’d placed by your TV, front and center in the gap between the device and the edge of the stand they rested on. He let go of you and walked over to it, lifting it up and laughing genuinely at the sight of himself in your bed, a secretly stolen photo you’d taken when he’d fallen asleep in your arms.

‘You really are interesting,’ he mused as he put it back, still shrouded in darkness as he turned on his heel to face you, the sight so familiar as he filled up every last empty space inside of you.

Maybe he really had been able to make your loneliness disappear that first night, but he’d have to figure that one out himself as you pressed yourself against his chest and kissed him.

He smiled against your upturned lips like he already knew.

[fullsunised]

LOVE, THE SERIES : CHAPTER TWO

the stars smile at us

╰─▸ ❝ @ overworked!idol! mark lee x gn!overworked!idol! reader

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→ trigger warnings: angsty? sad? I tried to make it sad idk if it worked, happy ending though :)

→ a/n: I thought jaemin would be part two but guess not, also thank you for 50 followers 🔫

last piece

you always thought you were lonely, empty even- the only time you felt alive was when you were surrounded by your fans, or your closest of friends, which was technically almost half of the industry. being around people energised you. it was a good thing really, until you were left alone because everyone else was busy running in their own lives.

being alone was something you dreaded. as someone who has been in this profession for more than three years, you liked to believe you've seen it all. smiles, tears, screams, pain, health, hate, love- every thing there ever was. in fact, you experienced it all first hand. all the memories, you've only ever wanted to hide came flooding back to you every time you were given a headspace.

which is why you kept yourself busy. almost- definitely overworked yourself over the years. exhaustion was bound to come chase up to you at some point, so you promised yourself to work hard until then and along the journey, you've met him.

it was like seeing a mirror, but also finding yourself in an alternate universe. you were alike but not so in a lot of aspects. a smile traced your face as soon as you heard the door ruffle open. as you stared at the stars, he slipped next to you, into the comfy abode you created for just the two of you, for moments like this.

"has it been five months?"

he whispered his eyes turning to the stars. you hummed playing with the hem of the comforter that covered you both from the cold. it really has been that long since you saw each other, in true comfort. every time you made eye contact at shows, just a nod and a smile was exchanged- because both of you were busy running.

running to sing, dance, perform, write- what not. you've been so caught up with everything that filled your schedules that you had no time to see each other. calls were exchanged but a question still lingered in your head.......were you even dating anymore?

it seemed like his head was filled too. with the same, and many other questions. none of you broke the silence though, it's been too long since you've had some peace to yourself. leaning back onto the wall, you rested your head on his shoulder's, your fingers finding his warmth.

all this felt surreal. both of you had to run back to your work tomorrow but right now, you just wished time paused, even just for a minute to let you breathe. mark sighed into your hair, leaving a kiss on the top of your head. when he pulled away, you looked up into his eyes, before kissing his cheek. 

"namjoon would've hit me, if I didn't see you", you joked hoping to ease the heavy atmosphere. mark chuckled appreciating your attempt to make it less awkward. silence again. you have too much to say, to much to talk about but it was a crime to break the delicate atmosphere.

you knew you had to ask him. where do you really stand? your heart hurt- you loved him with everything you have, and if that wasn't enough to keep you together, maybe the idea of love wasn't for you. 

he cleared his throat, and you knew it was coming. wrapping yourself tighter around his arms you waited. it's better to end it than suffer right? a long sigh left his lips. but instead of an hour long paragraph on how it is not working anymore- three simple words left his lips.

the three words, that bought you to tears.

"I love you"

you looked up at him, your eyes glossy, "you do?". it was question- or maybe a reassurance you wanted for yourself because why? after how little time you two could give each other? after how many days you couldn't contact him? 

mark nodded, as if that was the only thing he was sure of in his messy little life. he loved his profession, but he loved you too, more than he imagined- his heart making a promise to find a balance, between what he loved the most. you let the tears slip, a soft smile gracing your face.

he carefully wiped your tears, and took you onto his lap. you gave him the widest smile you had given anyone in the past few months, all the drained energy coming back to you as you cupped his cheeks. without wasting a minute, he pulled you into a long kiss- a kiss that was full of love, adoration and reassurance.

he was going to be with you- you wouldn't have to be alone anymore.

while he was staring at the stars, through your moonlit eyes, he realised they were smiling at you.

fullsunised.

[cute-bag-of-bones]

Alright gang I'm thinking about starting up the story again I have a question before I can start writing though.

[punkscowardschampions]

Bibi (and co.) Pt.1

Bobby: [We were coming home from school, 4ish so a couple of hours before any adult is due, making the racket we usually do, totally oblivious to the fact JC have probably not long left after the absolute scenes they were causing all over this house; all teenage boys are always hungry so it isn’t going to take you any length of time to go to the kitchen for scran and see this vague note; let us assume you text Janis like ?? and Casey too but he left his phone and she isn’t looking/replying right now so then you take a photo of said note and message it to Jimmy]

Bobby: That mean Case has 💀 someone or what?

Jimmy: Means I’ll have to find out

Bobby: Neither of ‘em is here, Jan wouldn’t be but he usually gets up to have a go for waking him and no 👀 after I just dropped the butter

Jimmy: I’ll give her a ring, sort out the or what

Bobby: Fair dos, don’t get cramp in your hand having a chat like that 

Bobby: ✍️ don’t come into her job, s’pose

Jimmy: weren’t giving herself cramp with the note, can’t be that bad

Bobby: Had time to write one, dunno where she plans on putting him, mind

Bobby: only get in more trouble if she drops him at Ian’s

Jimmy: she knows what she’s doing

Bobby: Much as can be done with him, yeah 🙄

Jimmy: You get your homework done and leave it with me

Bobby: Where do you suppose his missus is in all this 

Bobby: She wouldn’t be thrilled at the idea of them 2 going off together 

Jimmy: Oi, you heard

Jimmy: [one of his teachers, I shan’t commit us] can’t have set you questions like that

Bobby: Could be for film club, we reckon she’s a right 🐇♨️

Jimmy: I’m at work here, trying to get hold of her’s enough of a sackable offence without carrying on with you an’ all

Bobby: They’re not gunna sack you, you’re top at your job

Bobby: can’t expect their employees not to have lives, especially not with 2 brothers, 1 being a right dickhead 😁

Jimmy: tah very much, but trust us when I say they’re at the top ‘cause they’re massive dickheads

Jimmy: I’ll chat to you in a bit, alright

Bobby: Alright, I’ll let you know if either comes back and bothers to let me know, or I find any clues

Jimmy: 👍

Bobby: [Time to message Libi like guess what, girl]

Bobby: Reckon Case’s missus is full Glenn Close 🛁🩸🔫

Libi: *🔪

Libi: Anne Archer uses the revolver

Bobby: Touche 

Bobby: and may as well be her name, ain’t spending time working on a right good deaf one for her when I think she’s already 💀 to Case and that means us 🤞

Libi: Anne, Glenn, Beth or Alex, it’s all the same, yeah

Bobby: [send the picture of this note because what else could it be, honestly, Janis didn’t need to spell it out]

Bobby: You wanna come over and search his room with us?

Libi: ☢️⚠️☣️ want’s a 🤏 strong but 

Bobby: I will provide gloves and a clothes peg for your delicate 👃

Bobby: dunna, the note was giving major 2nd clue will give it more context vibes, don’t you think?

Libi: You’re right on both counts

Bobby: Jan ain’t replying to me but she’d have to you

Libi: 🤞 she’s driving and nothing more sinister

Bobby: 🤔 Would she draw the line at helping bury a body or what

Libi: For Case? Is there a line?

Bobby: Jim said she knows what she’s doing… like that’s necessarily a 👍 thing

Libi: He would say that

Libi: we know what he means by 👍 though

Bobby: Means piss off and do your homework today

Bobby: as if I didn’t just walk in the door to a murder mystery case

Libi: Cos you walked in on such a ??!!

Libi: he’ll be losing it under that 👍

Bobby: I just wish he gave us enough credit to know he can’t hide nothing from me

Bobby: and he don’t need to now, I get why he did when I was a proper kid

Libi: You’re still one to him 👶🏻 both of us are

Bobby: you should definitely graduate to toddler this birthday, at least 🤏 later bedtime, like

Libi: Aw, tah 🥳🌟🌜

Bobby: I know you’re as sick of it as I am

Bobby: if he’s gonna be full ??!! behind a 👍 you have to come stay here, I can’t deal with that alone

Libi: I’m right sick of Case dragging her into his mess

Libi: they could be banged up for my birthday

Bobby: She can’t make the garda lock her up too

Bobby: do you think it’s that bad, what he did, no more warnings left or whatever

Libi: He was with the girlfriend longer than the others, means more chances for him to have a go… I keep thinking about that

Bobby: If I was him I’d just steer well clear, no one winds him up more than the girls he knocks about with

Libi: But you’re not

Libi: if he had your sense he wouldn’t need Jan to be his voice of reason all the time

Bobby: He’s more of a kid than either of us, full-time babysitting, that

Bobby: Right again though, Libs, I just dunna what to do with myself now

Libi: I’m coming, promise

Libi: bus is late, but I’ll be there as soon as I can be

Bobby: 💕

Bobby: I’ll go and bin all the grottiest shit in his room, save your blushes and 👀

Libi: 💕

Libi: My own fault for not going back with you anyway, I had a feeling I shouldn’t have ignored

Bobby: Yeah? You’re usually not wrong, even when it’s less logic and more 🔮

Bobby: I thought she was a crank, yeah but maybe I was just hoping he was happy with it for once

Libi: It’s okay, I wanted to be wrong too, don’t beat yourself up and I won’t

Bobby: Too soon 😬

Bobby: I can’t even act surprised, that’s the bit making us feel proper thick, if he’s done it, ‘course he has

Libi: You’re not thick for having hope he was maybe sorting himself out

Libi: he’s more than old enough to be getting there, that’s the *😬

Bobby: Lads like that don’t, ever

Bobby: they turn into middle-aged dickheads like Ian

Libi: Sins of the father, you’re not wrong

Libi: not everybody can break the cycle

Bobby: If Jim hadn’t got me out, who knows

Libi: I’d get you out, we’d still have to meet somehow 🔮

Bobby: You could’ve when we met, remember when you tried to runaway with us

Libi: Yeah, and I remember your impression of Ian

Bobby: 😡😡🤬🤬😡 only be redder with drink and age, probs

Libi: I’d shout louder than him, had loads of practice, haven’t I?

Bobby: Keep trying, I might hear you one of these days 

Libi: You do, you’re a great listener, it’s just me who wasn’t

Bobby: I needed someone to talk to, fairness

Bobby: and you’ve always been good at that, fuck all competition you may have

Libi: I’d fight it off, too soon for another bad choice of those words or not

Bobby: Nah, ‘cos a fight between us is only ever for film or for fun

Bobby: you know I’d never hurt anyone how he will everyone, especially not you

Libi: It wouldn’t be us fighting, just me and whoever you’ve brought in as my talking understudy, for some reason

Bobby: You’re always gonna be the brightest ⭐️ I know

Bobby: you only need a stunt double if things get too ⚠️

Libi: I say one thing about how gross his room probably is…

Bobby: you rn 😤

Libi: A second ago I was ⭐️ rn

Bobby: 😏 you’re a lot of things

Bobby: wrong is not one of them though

Bobby: [pictures of things in Casey’s room that are gross but not like ew I actually don’t wanna see that gross lol, sorry boy, privacy whomst]

Libi: 👍 has never been more accurate

Bobby: Reckon Jim would be 👍 or 👎 if we ordered [some takeout you all fuck with, as shown by a pic of some old containers we’re binning rn] for when he gets back?

Bobby: somehow can’t picture those 2 rocking up in time for tea and I don’t want him distracting himself bothering his arse with it

Libi: He might not be bothered about eating none but it shows you are about him so 

Bobby: We can finish his portion when he deffo ends up leaving it

Libi: Shh, I’m starving

Bobby: I’ve already had [the ridiculous amount of after-school snacks you have consumed] 😘

Libi: 🐷!!

Bobby: I’m a growing lad!

Bobby: and there’s fuck all to do ‘til your bus sorts itself

Libi: I get it, you wanna tower over me cos you didn’t when we met

Bobby: 😱!!

Bobby: If you’re checking I can hack it like Jim can, dead easy

Bobby: sure I’ll get my own model missus one day

Libi: I���d have said actress was more likely, and you’ll be alright, they don’t have to be tall necessarily 😘

Bobby: [the lady on whatever instructional sign language videos they’d have you watching for Irish sign language vibes] is most likely 😢

Libi: Boy, you stop it

Libi: she’s WAY too old for you but I’d be the one having a heart attack 👎👎👎👎👎

Bobby: I ain’t thrilled about my option (no s) so chuck a 🍔 my way and we’ll make it mutual, Libs

Libi: It’s a date, and what a date, like 🥰

Bobby: Can’t say we don’t know how to party 

Libi: Say the word and we’ll run away again

Libi: I know what I’m doing now I’m not a toddler

Bobby: We better wait out Case’s exile, wouldn’t wanna bump into him on our way out, awkward 

Libi: I only wanted it on record, I’m in, whenever and wherever

Bobby: 🥳🌟🌜 I remember and I promise

Libi: I have another feeling, I don’t wanna but it’s right there

Bobby: You can tell us, we’ll work out if we wanna ignore it together

Libi: You might need to eat my [whatever the takeout is] too

Bobby: I won’t show-off that that wouldn’t even be a record…

Bobby: we’re probably on the same page, same script

Libi: If I could demand rewrites, I would

Libi: and a change of scene, for sure, this bus isn’t helping with the knot in my stomach

Bobby: It’s weird, I know it’s weird

Bobby: but he ain’t once touched her

Libi: She hasn’t once missed this many calls from me

Bobby: She might be on the phone with Jim

Bobby: we can’t panic yet, we can make a plan though, me and you

Libi: For if they come back or if they don’t?

Bobby: If she don’t give you some sort of response before tonight, we’ll start there

Libi: [a time like yep you’ve got a deal] 🤝

Bobby: 🤝🩸

Bobby: She can handle herself, just like you

Libi: It was her who taught me

Bobby: I know, I got some benefit too, stopped 😭 as much

Libi: I still remember how to stop you myself if you fancy 😭 for old time’s sake, or you know, cos everything’s so weird sometimes

Bobby: Very weird

Bobby: but that kid who cried all the time still feels ages away, far away as the girl who used to shout at us

Libi: I’ll do it, as long as you warn Jim first, speed this bus is going he’ll get in before me

Bobby: Where’s Sandra and Keanu when you need ‘em 💔

Bobby: he’d get the memo you were ‘round before me, pisstake

Libi: We can’t have that

Bobby: Have to warn me some way else

Libi: Dead easy

Libi: I’ve got loads of tricks up my sleeve, no need for you to wear a 💔 on yours

Bobby: No one jumpscares me less, like

Libi: What happens when I’m as easy on the 👀 obviously

Bobby: Something like that, Libs

Libi: Save me [something that’s her absolute fave snack and hence all she can face eating rn despite being starving] and I’ll know it’s real

Bobby: [picture evidence like of course I shall]

Bobby: Case’s phone is here btw, so, can’t have been planning to stay away for long

Libi: [a lil vid of her signing something feelsy, I vibe from when they were bubs cos they probs had not like a full language of their own but like things instead of ILY and big stuff like that]

Libi: It’s a start, we can try and guess his pin until Jan’s deadline

Bobby: [give that same energy back and sign another thing from your bub speak because love that for y’all tbh]

Bobby: 🧠🧠 better than 💩🧠

Libi: Use her birthday for the first guess

Bobby: 😩

Bobby: nothing, I better check how many attempts we get…

Libi: Do you know your mum’s?

Bobby: Going for the big 🔫🔫

Libi: You said it, we might not get many gos at this

Bobby: Is it bad I don’t know?

Bobby: Didn’t exactly leave 📼 for us

Libi: *sad

Libi: but it makes sense you wouldn’t

Bobby: I got no memory of any 🥳s and it’s never been a priority or a sound idea to ask about ‘em

Libi: ‘course not, ditch that guess, I don’t know what I was thinking

Bobby: It might be the one but I can’t ask Jim so it’ll have to be ❌

Libi: [Suggest the date of another JC moment you’re aware of and hence it won’t be cos it’s too obvious]

Bobby: ❓

Bobby: not that either but you’ve got a much better memory than me

Libi: Is that bad? 👽

Bobby: Your heads like a 🎥 you pick up on all the important things

Libi: You give the best compliments, nobody’s ever said anything nicer to me than that just now

Libi: your heart’s like a … 

Libi: I can’t finish the analogy with something as good, you’ve proper flustered me 📌

Bobby: It’ll have to do as making up for me not knowing shit to crack this code to ease the knot in your stomach

Libi: Might make it worse instead, maybe you’re saving me 🦸🏻‍♂️🤴🏻👨🏻‍✈️👼🏻👨🏻‍🚒😎👩🏻‍🚀🧙🏻👨🏻‍⚕️🧚🏻‍♂️🤠👨🏻‍🔬

Bobby: Nothing can be as bad as the scenes that are looping in your head, right

Bobby: real life just don’t get that bad, not now

Libi: 🤞🌠 Bobs

Libi: All I want’s you to be right again

Bobby: not got your inherited 🔮 but its been known to occur enough I don’t feel too bad for you having to trust in us

Libi: You’ve got your own 🔮 and I do trust it

Bobby: Meant to make my other senses proper 🦸 will have to ask Ali if that includes my third eye 🪬

Libi: I’ll get back to you 😏

Bobby: Be a pisstake as I’ve just made you leave there to send you back with that kind of bollocks Q

Bobby: He reckons I’ve got too many but I know there’s more in his own 🧠

Libi: It’d be charming of you 🤴🏻 I’ve only got [however many] stops left

Libi: and yeah, exactly, like we said, I can’t leave either of you to it as if I believe the 👍

Bobby: I ain’t touched your snacks, got some self-control

Bobby: tried Ian’s birthday ‘cos I know that one, weren’t it though 😒

Libi: Are we 🔒 out of tries? 

Bobby: Think we have to wait for the tries to reset ⏲

Bobby: you can have your snacks and we can work out how we’ll find them if Jan doesn’t get back to you

Libi: It’s a plan

Bobby: is [an old lady who is always on the bus because you get CHARACTERS when you regularly use public transport] on today?

Libi: It’s [Whatever day it is] she’s on her way to [wherever you’ve made up that she goes cos y’all are making a story out of it as if they are characters lol]

Bobby: Ahh, you’re right 💡 it was [a day it is not] today 🥴

Bobby: got me fucked up

Libi: Reason not to do your homework how Jim wanted, you’d be reading up for all the wrong subjects 

Bobby: Fat chance that was happening but not like he’ll get his red pen out to mark and check it’s done if I tell him otherwise 

Bobby: Priorities, like

Libi: I didn’t bring a red pen either, you’re alright

Libi: barely have anything, my priority was running for the bus

Bobby: Good thing she had you trained for that an’ all 🏃🏻‍♀️

Libi: I’m meant to be bringing the rescue mission to you, not the other way ‘round, be awkward 🚑

Bobby: you better have your inhaler, more vital than a red pen, girl

Libi: [photographic evidence via her posing with it like a big nerd]

Bobby: 🤩

Libi: 😮‍💨

Bobby: I know, I know, take your breath away, me

Libi: Number 1 trigger, you

Bobby: bit less complimentary comparing us to dust mites but you know, fair if that’s the line I come up with after all this time 

Libi: I can’t help it if laughter’s not the best medicine for this, or nobody making me like you do

Libi: how complementary is comparing you to a 🤡?

Bobby: It’s not mime, you’re still a 👼🏻

Libi: I don’t have the legroom nevermind any for a full wingspan

Libi: trapped 🦋 more like

Bobby: No dickhead better come at you with a 📍and some poison

Bobby: even for [bus number] that’d be well out the usual

Libi: As much as it would add to today’s murder mystery vibe, you’ve got enough sleuthing on 🕵🏻

Bobby: There’s limits to how many of us can go missing at once, yeah

Libi: MIA’s only the move if you’re in too

Bobby: What would you do, if you were Jim

Libi: I don’t know, but I know I wouldn’t be in his position

Bobby: It ain’t him, his fault

Libi: It’s Case’s fault, the but comes in cos I wouldn’t be around it, him, if I was Jim, that’s what I’m trying to say

Bobby: Yeah, it isn’t like that’s a choice though

Libi: He’s not a kid any more though, there are choices

Bobby: it’s not like you can just turf someone to the side the minute they hit 18, Jim wouldn’t, not when Ian couldn’t wait ‘til I was in double-digits

Libi: But he didn’t just hit 18 and making excuses for him ‘til he’s 28 or 38 isn’t helping him or Jim, is it?

Libi: I believe in second chances, third and forth even, he’s had so many who’s counting?

Bobby: I don’t know, I’m not the big brother, I never had to make any decisions about things like that so I can’t sit here and judge his

Libi: I don’t wanna sit here and come for his life, you asked me though

Bobby: I know you ain’t

Libi: I just think there’s a point where you reach the end of your tether, if you’re ever gonna, and this has got me at mine

Bobby: and I don’t wanna sit here and come for hers but who’s really given him all those chances

Libi: It’s not right

Libi: maybe they’re both bigger and better people than me, for having the patience I don’t with him, all I see is the toll it’s taking… where’s the upside supposed to be?

Bobby: I should hope so, they are the adults, after-all and we’re just 👶🏻👶🏻

Bobby: I don’t know, I wish I had some clue

Libi: We’ll decide what we wanna do together, there’s no deadline on specifically that part

Bobby: Fuck it, maybe this is the final straw, I dunna

Bobby: it just doesn’t feel like something that’d ever really happen, y’know

Libi: Yeah, if anybody would keep making more and more straws appear ‘til it feels like some sort of magic trick, they’re the ones for it

Bobby: Quite the double act

Libi: I always used to reckon so

Bobby: Why wouldn’t you, it was 🏰💕

Libi: What happened?

Bobby: Either we grew up or

Bobby: it was just a story

Libi: Swear you aren’t about to outgrow me, that we’re not gonna be a story

Bobby: as long as you swear not to walk out on me

Libi: never

Bobby: Then we’re gonna be just fine, like we’ve always been

Libi: 🏰💕

Bobby: 🤝💕💀

Libi: This took a dramatic turn, I seriously didn’t mean to make you swear an oath to me before I’ve even walked through the door

Bobby: Standard you behaviour, dunna what you’re chatting, girl

Bobby: and what else do 🤴🏻 even do, yeah

Libi: Oi!

Bobby: 🤡 too, but I won’t play that its a full-time job keeping you 😂 though

Libi: You couldn’t hack a full-time job anyway

Bobby: Oh, shall I get you the paper for the classifieds for your bday

Bobby: 👍 stuff

Libi: No need, I’ll be putting my name down for [a cool cinema they like or something in that vein] first chance I get, tah

Bobby: Free 🍿 for me then

Bobby: you’ll love that

Libi: Bring your own 🥄 then [random but I have pics in his folder of that because it’s a weird thing Brooklyn Beckham and his missus used to do and it gave bibi to me lol cos why huns ??]

Bobby: Wouldn’t leave for the movies without it, regardless of drug allegations

Libi: I could make a top final straw joke there, having one of them on you too, but it’s meant to be your job 🥤

Bobby: You dead keen to make me a wage slave today

Libi: You’re dead keen on bringing up my birthday

Bobby: It’s soon

Bobby: and a better thing to focus on that… this

Libi: Alright, what are you getting me and what are we doing? 

Bobby: Come on, can’t ruin surprises or you’ll have nowt to look forward to

Libi: But 🥺 if I ruin these you’ll think of more, won’t you? 🥺

Bobby: Am I going to let you have a rubbish birthday?

Libi: You better not 😤

Bobby: 😭 You’d think there was ever a possibility the answer to that question was anything but fuck no

Libi: You’d think there was ever a possibility I’m not only playing

Bobby: not my fault your 🥺 are dead convincing 

Libi: ⭐️🎬🎭🎥

Bobby: I’m relying on you to bring in a new silent era, no pressure superstar

Libi: Throw 🍿 - your 🥄 if I let you down, bringing it in an eyepatch is gonna limit me and my second chance 🤏

Bobby: Nah, even with one eye you’d still beat every actress out there today

Libi: I don’t know about that

Bobby: Come on, [drag some really shit actresses of your day, they’re always out there, doing the least or doing too much of the wrong thing lmao] 😶😶

Libi: Okay, okay…! 

Bobby: You’re properly talented, and I’d think that even if we weren’t best friends

Libi: 😁

Libi: you’ll give me jaw ache in a minute

Bobby: S’alright, permanent rest when you’re around me, very welcome

Bobby: maybe I’ll be a critic, your face, your eyes and your body language have to do all the work to convince me, can’t just memorize the lines

Libi: I’m glad you added language after my body

Bobby: Oi!

Bobby: you know it’s VERY important, sign language 101, you’ve had enough lessons by now

Libi: Oi is exactly right, it would’ve been so rude

Bobby: And I would never, tah very much

Libi: [signing her own tah very much as a lil vid, really being expressive about it for those sign language 101 vibes]

Bobby: 😏 what are you like…

Libi: Admit it, I could take over from [the sign language instruction lady]

Bobby: I’m just thinking of your jaw, no more compliments for you

Libi: Don’t get a job as a dentist… imagine all the kids 😭 when they see you

Bobby: SPECIFICALLY me or what

Bobby: ‘cos we agreed its a little too soon for a playfight 🥊

Libi: Neither of us need that level of rejection in our 9-5

Libi: I say with a straight face as we debate me becoming an actress… 

Bobby: If anyone can break that industry, I believe it’s you

Libi: Well now I’ve gotta

Libi: none of that is how I like to prove you wrong

Bobby: and if you can’t get in front of the 🎥 there are a million jobs behind it that you’d be just as top at

Bobby: Not worried about what you’re gunna do with your life for a reason, them pair

Libi: You’re a weight off my mind too, you know

Bobby: Yeah?

Bobby: what I like to hear

Libi: I wish we could just stay in this bubble of the future that’s my birthday and our career goals and none of the rest

Bobby: Me too

Bobby: the rest, what’s happening and what’s gunna when they are back… too uncertain

Libi: Do you think they’ll be back tomorrow?

Bobby: If the police showed here, I didn’t see the flashing lights or feel the door being booted down looking for him

Bobby: makes it feel like an overreaction so, why should they stay away 🤔

Libi: He’d stay to have her to himself

Bobby: She’s married so that’s not a good enough reason

Libi: What’s a good enough reason for her to go as far as really leaving in the first place?

Bobby: What he did had to be scary enough to make them panic

Libi: Then where are the garda?

Bobby: People don’t call them, you know that

Bobby: We never have, I don’t even know if they were told about Debbie… must’ve been but

Libi: I can’t make it add up, she seemed the type who would ring and report him, didn’t she? 🤔

Bobby: Dramatic, obviously

Bobby: I dunna, could be parents, or maybe they were both high or she did something to him too

Bobby: or the garda are just dragging their arses and will show up before Jan replies

Libi: Fuck, I don’t wanna talk to them if they show up before Jim’s home

Bobby: You don’t have to, pretend to be as mute as me, they’re not going to fuck around intimidating two disabled kids

Libi: What if I have to talk to them later, if something bad’s happened, or if she doesn’t come back?

Bobby: She’ll come back, don’t think like that

Libi: Getting in a car with him, both of them panicked, you know what I’m thinking, that I can’t not

Bobby: Shh, I’m putting my shoes on, get off the bus whatever stop you’re at

Libi: I’m almost there, don’t be silly, like

Bobby: it doesn’t matter, I’ll walk you

Libi: [do the ILY kid sign again obvs or one that’s even feelsier because that’s so cute of him]

Bobby: You know I’ll always look out for you

Libi: I’d do it for you too, anything

Bobby: [sign ‘I know’ and her name sign]

Libi: [a pic of this gal off this bus wherever she may be]

Bobby: 5 minutes 🏃🏻

Libi: [just her doing a lil countdown vid putting a finger down from 5 to 1 as if that’ll mean he’ll be there then]

Bobby: Already felt like my cardio was crap without that pressure 😮‍💨

Libi: [signing sorry instead of typing it purely so she can show she’s the least soz it’s possible to be lol, unnecessary close ups of her eyes and face and body language too, really making our point here]

Bobby: 😏 I’ll slow down to a power walk if you don’t behave yourself

Libi: I’ll see myself off home if you reckon you can tell me how I’m supposed to behave, boy

Bobby: 🤐 us

Libi: No, talk to me without telling me off

Bobby: Have we ever gone a day?

Libi: [Bring your memory back out cos if you have it for JC moments you defs have it for yours] 🎥🧠

Bobby: Hm, no, I don’t wanna remember that day 🥺

Libi: UM, no fair to 🐶👀!

Bobby: You started it

Libi: Which don’t mean you get to finish me off 💀

Bobby: I could’ve done 📸 evidence like you

Libi: Too late now, I’ve been warned, won’t even CARE if you do 😝

Bobby: [take the blatant bait, you are very puppy dog boy]

Libi: Nope, nothing 😐

Libi: 🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗

Bobby: 💔 I’ll just hurry up then, yeah

Libi: Yep, I’m VERY unbothered

Libi: even though your eyes are like [idk crystals but you would cos of that cali influence and therefore could name one that’s legit for his eyes which aren’t just dark brown af like his brothers] and it [likewise of a property of said crystal such as protects/calms etc something feelsy af] me

Bobby: What am I meant to follow that up with? 😳

Bobby: I’ve never seen no one with actually green eyes but you 

Libi: That’s not a bad follow up, but I still wouldn’t be 😤 if your feet followed on to [wherever she is] faster 🏃🏻‍♂️

Bobby: [show up boy, however long this takes you from when this message is sent, hopefully not too long]

Libi: [Getting is his grill like okay hug me cos not gonna be the one to put her arms around him first, she’s a diva lol, just like throwing herself in his direction with her arms out]

Bobby: [we will give you a big bear hug to prove we have shot up and are much taller than you now, thank you]

Libi: [hugging him back for a MINUTE cos she needs it and so does he, then doing little taps on him like how they do in wrestling when they’ve had enough and wanna tap out, freeing herself and signing ‘I can’t breathe’ like it’s pure bants cos he’s so tall and strong and she’s being crushed, giving it the grin and lols to sell that but there’s a cinematic tear rolling down each cheek at the same time from her sad eyes because she also means it seriously with how tight and heavy her chest feels from how worried she is about this jc situation]

Bobby: [tap her back like a pat on the shoulders because it’ll be okay, we’re not as worried as you because not thinking the worst here, it’s always been alright before so why wouldn’t it be now? ‘Come on’ like let’s go back to the house and sort this]

Libi: [at least how chill he is about this would be comforting because you’ve got no choice gal, it’ll be what it’ll be and we’re bringing the drama, soz, wipe your eyes and give him a Jimothy style thumbs up]

Bobby: [pushing your thumbs down like don’t do that because that’s not the vibe]

Libi: [a look like okay okay, my bad, before she’s just dragging him along in the direction they’ve gotta go]

Bobby: [soz Jimothy doesn’t talk to us properly right now and we can’t find it even ironically amusing, get in this house and back to the note and phone, the former you can pass to her like she needs to read it in person as if there’s something he could’ve missed]

Libi: [do read it and eat your snack that he saved for you, when the vagueness of this note is not calming cos you know that 1. It’s deliberate to downplay how drama this situ could be cos you know Janis and 2. You can tell she rushed it cos she did which really looks like needing to leave was urgent af not cos JC are in love but cos Casey did something BAD, blatantly messaging and calling Janis again even though she has not replied to any of the others cos what else can you do]

Bobby: [just watching her not get through on this call like yeah, I know and didn’t think you would ‘has to be his missus, right?’ because this note appeared after you’d gone to school aka not last night so it’s not as likely to be a issue at the club because he would’ve showed up early hours and you’d have been here]

Libi: [nod because you’d have obviously come to the same conclusion and it’s really not a reach even with the v limited interactions y’all would’ve had with this gal, looking at Casey’s phone cos I assume it’s here in front of y’all rn as if she can unlock it with her mind via sheer force of will]

Bobby: [‘she hasn’t text him’ meaning the girlfriend because that would’ve popped up even if you couldn’t unlock to read a full message]

Libi: [when you’re just like maybe she can’t come to the phone rn cos she’s dead but you don’t wanna say it so you don’t ‘He’s not been dumped before, it’s usually the other way round’ making a face remembering all the gals who’d leave the gaff when he’s done with them, how many there have been and the state of them ‘might be his pride’s hurt, nothing and nobody else’]

Bobby: [shrugging and making a similar face back because we think that’s stupid but also wouldn’t put it past him ‘no one will miss seeing her about anyway’]

Libi: [a look like HARD AGREE cos you can’t disagree, we all know what she was like ‘a close call like he has with you is the best we can hope for’ cos Casey has never hurt Bobby but he’s wanted to on many occasions and I don’t blame you for wanting to think that’s what could’ve happened here and he’s just beating himself up for the almost how he do]

Bobby: [just going quiet ‘cos you know that hope is a long shot because even if you can’t remember any of it, you’ve found out by-proxy how Ian was with your mother ‘do you know her socials?’ after this pause, signing without eye contact but a valid point like we might be able to piece together a better idea from this girl if she’s said anything recently]

Libi: [when you know damn well what that silence and lack of eye contact means cos of course you do, putting her hand over his and giving it a little reassuring squeeze after the question ‘I’ll be able to locate her from his or their mutuals’ cos I doubt she’s deleted every pic of him she’s ever tagged yet, priorities hun if that’s what you’re doing tbh, but adding a fingers crossed for if she has that any shared friends can give you the answer]

Bobby: [she might’ve posted about uni, idk I’ll let my boo decide, at least you’d know what their blatant row was about which is more than you’re getting from JC for a while, squeezing her hand back before dropping it like off you go then, sleuth it out girl]

Libi: [do because she so feels to me like the kind of bitch to be bragging about uni and you can either show him or tell him what she’s been saying if she’s running her mouth and he wouldn’t be able to understand, she probably has also deleted all trace of him if she’s the drama but you can’t force every friend you have to do that ASAP hun so]

Bobby: [doing a little slow clap like there we go, we’ve worked it out, go us ‘he ain’t going to uni’ bit rude you’re implying Casey couldn’t get in but it’s true, it’s not in his plans that any of you can envision ‘everyone knows what you do at uni’ again, the cliche of dumping whoever you were with at home to either fuck around or get a uni boyf, which is valid]

Libi: [a v judgey eye roll at this gf for being a cliche as if you’re so much better gal, love it, and at Casey too for behaving exactly like everyone would expect at this news]

Bobby: [‘she seems fine’ because that would be a relief that she’s got the time and pettiness to be posting about her amazing life news and deleting photos of Casey as she goes, which you wouldn’t do on your deathbed, we can assume, helping yourself to a handful/one of/whatever of her snack because we already feel better and we weren’t as scared as her to begin with]

Libi: [slapping his hand away like excuse you cos obvs also feel better that the gf is clearly not even half dead nevermind fully, RIP, but it’s clearly also playing on her mind and thus her face that if it’s not that serious why did they leave/why are they not back/answering] 

Bobby: [of course we can see this, even if we’re attempting to take more of your snack just ‘cos we must ‘he’s embarrassed, just like you said’ with a shrug like wouldn’t you be if this girl dumped you]

Libi: [lowkey playfighting him because obvs, JJ were always doing it and so you two have gotta ‘I would be’ with the shadiest face like yeah she was not it and it’s bad enough he decided to choose her as his gf in the first place of all peeps]

Bobby: [just brawl because it’s comfortingly normal and familiar opposed to saying you can’t because of what Casey may or may not have done, just calling her a lesbian for bants sake as well, which I’m sure is an amusing sign, like Libi would seriously consider this random gal, even if she weren’t a massive cringe]

Libi: [get into it kids, it’ll make you feel better, as will her calling him a dickhead because we can all guess what that sign would be and that’s comforting and normal and familiar in itself for this fam]

Bobby: [nod and smile like yeah, that’s more like it ‘he’s probably talking her ear off’ like that’ll be why she can’t reply to you, nothing to worry about here, at all]

Libi: [miming drinking like yeah you’re so right he’ll be drunk af chatting away and she’ll be driving him home soon if not right now immediately, that’s why, it’s fine]

Bobby: [miming a golf swing, following it with your hand on your brow to getting it in the hole and celebrating like exactly, this isn’t actually anything new or weird, it was just a weird note that made us freak out for no reason]

Libi: [getting him more to eat and making y’all drinks and shit like this is now just a normal after school moment cos that’s what y’all have decided it is, picking a movie, cos she’s a diva who won’t let him pick, with a run time that’ll see you through until Jimmy gets back perfectly etc etc]

Bobby: [get on this sofa and get comfortable, we’re chilling lads, nothing to see here, no drama]

Libi: [It won’t be nice when Jimothy gets back and won’t talk or eat with y’all but you’d still be like it’s alright they’ll be back soon and then he’ll calm down too, thinking you’re just playing a waiting game, which you are gonna be but it’s for Janis’ reply not JC walking through the door]

Bobby: [you wanna do that now?]

Libi: [Come at me bro]

Bobby: [do you wanna send me like at least the last one so I have something to go from, obvs there’s multiple missed calls and probably a few texts but just so I got the flavour lol]

Libi: You didn’t train me in hostage negotiation, and if that’s what this is, I don’t know what I’m supposed to do

Janis: Sorry, sorry, I haven’t had much breathing room to check my phone today

Janis: but I’m fine and I think the situation with Case is going to be too, as much as can be predicted, so 👍

Libi: So you’re on your way home then?

Janis: Not quite yet, it’s definitely a 24-hour stepback needed still but I don’t see any reason that I won’t be back tomorrow after school

Janis: Are you at ours?

Libi: But she’s fine, I checked after Bobs found your note and summoned me

Janis: You did let Jimmy read it, right? It was mostly for him

Libi: Did you hear me? I said the coast is clear

Janis: You’ve not spoken to her, not that you should

Janis: you know social media can be total bullshit, or at least partial, it’s still best for the situation if Case stays away

Libi: I know she’d struggle to use it if he’d broken her arm

Libi: or worse

Janis: I didn’t say he’d done anything that bad, I didn’t specify because I can’t but he’s not in a state you’d want to see him in, any of you

Libi: I don’t want to see him at all, I wanna see you

Janis: And you will, tomorrow, like you would anyway if Bobby hadn’t called you over

Janis: have you told mum you’re staying over?

Libi: Yeah, cos I do this thing where I bother letting people know where I am

Janis: Um alright, I did

Janis: you’ve studied the note, allegedly 

Libi: You didn’t pick up when I rang, since when’s that something we’re trialling?

Janis: It’s been super fucking hectic, it wasn’t intentional or part of a plan, obviously

Libi: Alright, you didn’t intentionally scare the shit out of me, that’s fine then

Janis: Libs, I’m sorry

Janis: what do you want me to do? ‘Cos I can’t answer earlier now

Libi: Case’ll come home if you tell him to, you could do that

Janis: He needs looking after right now, you’re gonna be piss tired for school already if you went to bed now, never mind by the time we got in

Janis: it makes no odds, we’d talk even less if I had to bring him back when he doesn’t want to be there, you know that

Libi: It makes no odds to you, Jim wouldn’t say that, I’m not saying it

Janis: Seriously? That’s not fair

Libi: It’s not fair that Case kicks off at his girlfriend and you not only give him a free pass but you offer him a lift to wherever he fancies going

Janis: You don’t know what happened, or what went on between them, you reckon you’ve pieced it together from her socials but that’d only be one side and it’s still not even gonna be her full story, if at all true

Janis: He’s upset

Libi: It’s the same story all the time, whatever happens or whatever goes on between him and whoever he has a go at, you take his side

Janis: Why would you take the side of a random girl you don’t know over someone you’ve known nearly your entire life?

Janis: That makes no sense

Libi: You said it, I’ve known him almost my entire life

Janis: That’s a fucked up thing to say

Libi: It’s true, what else do you want me to say?

Janis: Are you not even slightly concerned how he is

Libi: I don’t know

Janis: It doesn’t matter, I’m here and he’s safe, pass that on to the other two, if they decide they’re bothered

Libi: You need to talk to Jim, he’s really bothered you haven’t done that

Janis: I put all I could in the note, you can tell him we’ve talked, then I’ll talk to him when I’m back

Libi: If you’re making me your messenger, you have to tell me things

Janis: Well I have, plenty 

Libi: I’ve known you my entire life

Janis: You don’t need to hear everything, it’s either not mine to tell or not yours to be told

Janis: you aren’t stupid, you know that this is delicate 

Libi: I’m not stupid, I know why it’s you he runs to every time 

Libi: and how it makes a shit idea worse

Janis: And it isn’t surprising, none of you have seemed even vaguely concerned how he is, he’s not stupid either, who else is he going to go to when things like this happen

Libi: It’s not like I’ve said I want him to go to Ian’s, or I would ever say that, but I’m sick of things like this happening

Libi: why is that bad?

Janis: We all are

Janis: that doesn’t mean ignoring it will fix anything though, from any of us

Libi: Don’t ignore me again, okay?

Libi: I thought… everything… every shitty thing there is to 💭

Janis: I wasn’t but I’m sorry that your head was there

Janis: I will make sure I reply quicker, even if it’s just a 👍 so you know I’m not being held hostage

Libi: Or in the morgue, unless someone who works there has a very fucked up sense of humour

Janis: You don’t need to worry about me, nothing bad happens to me, ever

Janis: well blessed

Libi: You just don’t want me to end up in your place on the slab, I get it, but I’m blessed with an inhaler, so don’t worry either

Janis: 14 is too young, even by our family’s shit luck, kid

Libi: My birthday’s soon 🥳

Janis: I know, ‘scuse me for betting on you not dying before you got to it even

Libi: 😏

Janis: Subtle hint not needed, you’ll get your 🎁 on time, girl

Libi: What is it?

Libi: and how’s that for subtle? 

Janis: as a sledgehammer 

Libi: 😤 Bobs won’t tell me either

Janis: He better not, you only get the one a year, don’t fuck it up

Libi: Promise you’ll be back tomorrow

Janis: Promise, I have to talk to him in person, already told you

Libi: I do care, slightly, if Case is okay or not… 🤏

Janis: He’ll be okay but it’s no secret he hasn’t been, for a while

Janis: it’ll all get sorted, promise that too, whilst I’m at it

Libi: It’s no secret she’s a… well, you know, without me needing to fully victim blame the girl in writing

Janis: Yeah, we don’t need to worry about her no more

Janis: She was a mistake, fair to say

Libi: And a catalyst, for something he was always gonna do

Janis: You can’t just ignore things forever and act like that means they’re dealt with

Libi: Right

Janis: I’ll see you tomorrow then

Libi: Try and get some sleep yourself, you must be loads tired-er than me

Janis: Pretty knackered but adrenaline works wonders

Janis: I will do though

Libi: Goodnight, I’m the most glad you’re okay

Janis: Of course I am, go have some sweet dreams yeah

Libi: I’ll do my best

Janis: You can tell either of them any of this, by the way, none of it’s need to know

Libi: Bobs’ll probably read it

Janis: 👋 like

Libi: I’d wake him up to, but that’ll take longer than it will you to fall asleep

Janis: about right

Janis: 🥿 usually works but save that for when it’s worth deploying

Libi: I don’t need telling what works, tah, I know everything that does

Janis: 😏

Libi: Maybe I’ll chuck a shoe at you though, next time you pull a move like this

Janis: because I do, all the time, just for fun, like

Libi: It’s a first, I’m not assuming it’s the last time too, like we’ve both said, I’m not stupid

Janis: I wouldn't promise otherwise but

Janis: it isn’t how I plan to deal with things, on the whole

Libi: You’d get called the worst role model again, if nothing else

Janis: You’re smart enough not to need one

Libi: Have you forgotten what 14 is like? I still need you

Janis: Not to tell you what to do, you’re much smarter than I was at that age

Libi: I don’t know about that, I didn’t feel smart today

Janis: Yeah but you didn’t do anything dumb about it, however bad it felt

Janis: you stayed put and it paid off

Libi: I would’ve gone anywhere he wanted me to, further than you, for longer, and cared less about it

Janis: You didn’t want him to feel as shit as you did

Libi: But it wouldn’t have been smart, the search party would be massive, and all FUMING

Janis: Alright, princess, I get it 👑

Libi: Another reason I need you around, you get it, so many other people think it’s weird how much I’d do for that boy

Janis: You’ve known each other forever, it’s family by choice, not blood, it makes it more important

Libi: Yeah

Janis: I understand

Libi: It’s something I could build sweet dreams from anyway

Janis: You know you can tell me anything, whenever you need to

Libi: Ooh, I love how cryptic that was

Libi: the NERVE to say I’m not subtle and then say that

Janis: Ha, you know what I’m saying perfectly well

Janis: some thing you might not want to share with Bobby, or can’t

Libi: We had the same puberty talk at school, they aren’t allowed to split us by gender any more

Janis: Cheek, they didn’t do that when I had it a few years prior, you cow

Libi: 👑

Janis: 🙄😘

Libi: *🥱😴

Janis: Piss off then, I ain’t taking the blame for you falling asleep in lessons

Libi: You could write me a note, you’re not at all crap at it, like

Janis: Only if it’s to Lucas otherwise I can’t be bothered

Libi: No girl is falling asleep in an English lesson

Janis: Hmm, riveting, ain’t he

Libi: He wishes, but instead, it’s too dangerous

Libi: I’m not ending up duct taped into the back of his [a shit car idk but you would cos of Ali and Billie] cos Case was upset by his breakup, tah very much

Janis: That’s really helpful, tah

Janis: no need to be quite so cinematic about it

Libi: I can’t help it if his idea of an after school club is making a snuff film in his garage

Janis: I’m well aware, the preview was enough

Libi: Shh, you’ll ruin my dreams now all this talk of sir

Janis: Go to bed, he wouldn’t mess with you, he’s not quite that dumb, however creepy

Libi: See you tomorrow

Libi: oh and I love you

Janis: Love ya Libs

Libi: Necessary last words if either of us get kidnapped and murdered

Janis: 🤞🤞

Libi: [The way she would have to be dragged out of this house by Casey for this dog walk is just reminding me of her throwing herself at him drunkenly and being dramatically pushed off cos it’s all so physical, I’m FINE]

Bobby: [When neither of you has any clue what’s going on just that it’s clearly bad and there’s nothing you can do about that and also there’s a random dog, for no reason at all, like hello]

Bobby: Are you okay

Libi: [when you don’t reply for ages because you’re too busy having a full go at Casey because like we said in the OG coats or not JC are literally covered in lovebites and Libi is not stupid, but she’s not signing any of this convo which is rude and so unlike her because she just automatically would to the point it’s clear she has to make the effort to not]

Libi: No

Libi: you?

Bobby: Did he hurt you, when we were getting out the door

Bobby: I didn’t see, I was looking at them and then

Libi: I don’t think so

Libi: or not enough for me to care right now

Bobby: That’s something

Bobby: 1 thing

Libi: I’m sorry

Bobby: Why would you be, you’re the only one who doesn’t need to be

Libi: that you had to ask me if I’m hurt cos I wouldn’t just go and it meant he had to touch me, that I left you out of having a go at him when it’s you who has the right to not me, that I didn’t push Jan harder last night to find out what the fuck was happening

Libi: so many reasons

Bobby: I don’t wanna talk to him no more than he does me

Libi: I’m never talking to her again, she said I wasn’t stupid and then made such a fool of me, of all of us

[summerdazed]

The Feds are Here

lmaooo i did not edit this <3

“Oz. Oz. Ozzy wake up!”

Crimson huffed in slight frustration as she glared at said man’s back. Of course only Shiloh would come in and make himself comfortable not only in her house but her bed too. It was not so much that she hated it, but it did peeve her how soft that boy made her. After spending years building up walls, Shiloh just forced himself into her life, her heart, and tore down her walls like they were made of wet cardboard. Though, she could not lie to herself even if she wanted to. He did have some charms. Not too many. Someone had to keep his ego in check and that just so happened to be her favorite job.

With a hum, she rounded the bed and grasped the duvet before yanking it off. “Shiloh Bright, wake up the feds are here!” She exclaimed, causing the man to bolt up and look around. Before he could leave the room, Crimson grabbed his arm. Trying to hide her snickers and laughs long enough to explain, she started talking. “Wait, wait! It’s a joke so calm down. But now that you’re awake, get dressed because I want breakfast.” With that, Crimson turned to head for the door. Right before she walked out, she whirled back around to look at the disgruntled Shiloh. 

“Oh and make the bed while you’re at it.” Flashing him a smile, she left the room.

[lilxmcrtes]

ur own url i dare u 🔫

Send Me A URL and I’ll Respond With My Opinions | Anonymous | Mun

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Roleplaying/Writing

My favorite muse(s) of theirs and why: Max. He feels like the coolest muse I've ever come up with even though he's still wildly underdeveloped in the areas I think make him cool

My favorite interaction/thread of theirs: Aw man. You just want me to pick favorites don't you? That's why you sent this. Uhhh. I'll go wiiiiith... The crack posts of Aeron as a result of interacting with B.ucky. Pretty sure that’s mostly been Riley and K.laus. Oh oh! Also the ones with Thorn / Karma. Those usually end up being Asher.

My thoughts on their unique characterization/interpretation of their muse(s): And now for my insecurities. Lol. Always think I should be more developed, more organized, and consistent.

My thoughts on their writing style as a whole: Balanced hopefully. Keeping that emotional realism but also free to keep it fun.

Situation(s)/Plot(s) I’d love to see their muse(s) in: Imma scream about the U.mbrella A.cademy verse for Eira forever. Also I want Soulmate AUs, fake dating plots, found family (including slow burn with the other "parent") plots. Also getting back into the mutant verse. And just in general making more verses. And!! More plots that arcs for my muses in relation to each other. Would love to explore something further for them. Also! Survival plots like zombie apocalypse or escaping a game/reality/time/death loop.

Someone else I love seeing them interact with: Myself of course lmao For real, B.ucky. God I love that Content. I couldn’t possibly get enough.

Anything else I want to say about their roleplaying: Should do it more. With more people. And consistently. Not have drafts sitting for months and probably annoy my partners.

If We Know Each Other

What I Think Are Their Best Qualities: Ew. Pls. Why are you making me do this? Ugh okay. I’d sayyy... I’m?? Goddamn this is hard. Uh. Oh! Thoughtful! I do a lot of thinking. All the time. It actually kinda sucks for me! But in terms of being a good writing partner, I try to pay attention. Ask questions others might not. Send posts that remind me of their muse. Adapt to a similar style. Just. Be thinking of you and your muse.

What I Think Are Their Strengths: Plotting intra-muse things. For myself and other multiple muse writers. So I’ve been told. It is my favorite thing to do.

A Memorable OOC Interaction Of Ours: The time I realized that my muses didn’t have to be from a real place. I could just make up a place and not worry about accuracy. Really love myself for that one

Why Others Should RP With Them: Bc I said pls? lol Because they want to of course. They see something they like and wanna be a part of, doing something together.

How Others Should Approach Them: I think it’s generally accepted that memes are the way to go. But given how many times I wanna start on a clean slate, it’d be good to have a solid idea for first meeting and the general direction the interaction / relationship will go. So I’d love to plot that initially. That gives me something to fall back on. Especially because we’ve settled on a muse of mine you wanna interact with. It’d also be awesome if you approached first. Even if that’s just sending a meme.

Other Roleplayers I’d Recommend To Them: The ones I haven’t written with! Or haven’t in a while! Or didn’t really get the ball rolling! Shout out to @diicktective @heartxshaped-bruises @detectiveconnor @immortalled @flxtchcr specifically bc I think they're excellent. The content is *chef's kiss* and I hope to get to writing with / continue writing with them soon :D

Anything else I want to say about them: I can take a while but I hope I’m worth it.

If We Have/Plan To Interact Together

A plot I’d like to write with them: Beyond what I wrote before, specifically I'd like to write a plot that brings all my muses together. Ultimate crossover style. Which will likely take place in the mutant verse. I've already got some distant plans. Just need to actually develop them and put them into motion.

A muse I want to introduce to them: MJ, my newest idea/focus

A ship/broship I’d like to propose to them: Of my own muses, I’ve been toying with the idea of Eira and Darius. Of others’ muses, I’ve been thinking about Lorelei and Swift ( @diicktective ) or maybe the muses on the mun’s other blog @arachnofille. I have no thoughts. Just reading the vibes.

A thread with them I’m excited about: A thread with myself I’m excited about... Well that recent one with Eira and Max, I’ve been meaning to get back to. Also potentially thinking about writing Eira and L.oki bc I miss a particular ship but I think the mun is inactive ;n;

Anything else I want to say: There's so much I'd like to do but the balance between my own thing and replies when balancing writing at all and not, is just so hard.

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[taecnoal]

Hi!

Anais lore when 🔫

HI SYKE!

OOOOOOOOOO i could like, kiss u rn i think. as a friend but. kiss u nonetheless. pardon my jumbled thoughts ive been trying to write his lore for 3 days straight so im just. putting down wht comes to mind.

edit: THIS IS LONGER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE WAAAAAA

tags: @caniscreamintoanabyss, @ozzagi (bc i say so)

CW: child abandonment/neglect (just in case)

Anais was born in Liyue (One Parent was from Natlan and the Other from Liyue). But he didn't really have a home? His parents just kind of wandered around with him in tow.

They didn't really care much for him either.

So surprise surprise! He was abandoned when he was five during one of Liyue's harshest winters. They didn't leave him with much, just some herbs.

(In my selfship AU he is rescued from freezing to death by the Adeptus Lynn (@chickynn) and dropped off at Bubu pharmacy.)

Baizhu nearly straight up fainted. he was way younger and sicker here, so he didn't really know if he would b able to properly care for a child.

Tbh he considered giving anais to someone else but Gui scolded him for it. So while he originally kept anais out of obligation, that quickly faded.

He would help out around the pharmacy or even help take care of Baizhu when he really needed it. Also came out around like 12. (he didn't want to alter his body, just wanted everyone to stop calling him a girl!!!)

Around this time also, Baizhu and Anais found Qiqi while herb picking - from then on he was a big brother <3 (Baizhu did not see himself taking care of two children but they both grew on him n he's v proud of them)

Anais started getting jealous around age 14-15 becaus Baizhu and Qiqi had such pretty visions! He would hold them in his hands sometimes and dreamed about having a vision of his own.

Not much later, while he was herb picking with Qiqi a mitachurl attacked them - he was granted an anemo vision while protecting his little sister :D

The way they both raced home to show Baizhu, who beamed at him with pride and told him to take care of it.

(Elsewhere, the Adeptus Lynn is also smiling proudly! The boy she saved all those years ago was growing up so fast!)

Around his later teen years (17-18) anais wanted to start adventuring but baizhu forbade it. and he would've rebelled too, if baizhu didn't faint so easily.

once he hit abt 19/20 baizhu realized he couldn't keep him there forever! he gifted him a shiny, new, expensive looking catalyst for his birthday (though anais is skilled with all weapons, he prefers catalysts).

anais started adventuring not soon after that. he'd never been out of liyue harbor except to go herb picking, and even after that he couldn't really take in much scenery, since baizhu wanted him home before dark.

It took him a while to explore the entirety of liyue until he was satisfied. after that he moved on to mondstadt, the neighboring country.

(he reunited with Lynn here, who was returning from Inazuma)

Anais didn't really have a job while he stayed in mond. he didn't know if he was planning to stay or not, so he went around doing odd jobs for money.

ONE FATEFUL DAY he decides to hang at the esteemed Angel's Share. He seems to catch the attention of the red-haired bartender when he orders a nonalcoholic drink *wink wink*

He does get attached to Diluc and eventually goes back often to see him. which results in diluc working more shifts bc he also wants to see anais.

He also befriends kaeya during this time, since his teasing was relentless when it came to the two of them.

(diluc is actually blackmailed into confessing his feelings. "give me a free drink or i tell him how you feel" - lynn)

anais decided to stay in mond when he and diluc got together, joining mond's adventurers guild

(went back to liyue to tell baizhu he planned on staying. and that he also caught the eye of one of teyvats richest and most eligible bachelors. baizhu fainted.)

!! anais goes to liyue w/the traveler to act as a guide of sorts. befriends childe while he's there. beats his ass after he nearly drowns the harbor.

OTHER AUS TO CONSIDER!!

Harbinger!Anais AU

In this au he became a harbinger instead of going to mond.

one of the youngest harbingers alongside childe.

is best friends with childe and rivals with dottore + scara.

(dottore actually denied him harbinger status for a hot minute. would give him weird liquids and tell him to drink. anais does not trust him)

absolutely adores the tsaritsa. between him and childe it almost seems like a competition as to who can better gain her favor.

he uses a pyro delusion + sword, as well as his anemo vision + catalyst.

if he does get with diluc in this au its a double edged sword (?). they both only got with the other for information, but actually fell in love along the way. oops?

In Which He's With Itto + Sara, Not Diluc

he still ventures to mond in this au, but doesn't get with diluc.

he visits inazuma when lynn returns. as company :D

walks into itto, looks up, and quite literally faints. (emotions too strong maybe? exhausting trip? who would look at that hunk of a man and NOT faint???)

anyways thats how he met itto :D started hanging around him and his gang more, since itto was hellbent on making sure he didn't faint in public again.

met sara during one of her and itto's rematches. he actually stepped in to fight in itto's place because he was being careless. sara commended the way he fought which made him grow red in the face.

he showed up to every rematch after that.

[charmspoint]

tsukumo for character ask!

Oooo Tsukumo, now that was a turn around for a character

First impression

I feel like I didn't get much of a first impression for her, like it was cool to find out about another special grade, but we truly get to meet her through Suguru's perspective which leaves a negative overall impression of someone who's fucking around while others suffer and who's rather callous and uncaring about effects her words might cause. As she kept appearing here and there I kept thinking she was cool but not much else and she only recently really grabbed my attention.

Impression now

Oh I'm very curious about her now. We still don't know a whole lot (I'm noticing a theme here lmao) but what we have is SO interesting. Her reveal as a former spv really just 👀👀👀👀 like HELLO PLEASE GIVE US MORE INFO. I def see her as more deep person now than I saw her before and I really like how she's set as the scientific mind contrasting Kenjaku's, I just wish we got more of her ideas. We had so many explanations of what Kenjaku's planning and what their whole deal is, I really want Tsukumo to pull out a power point and explain what she's meaning to do. In Gojo's backstory arc her goal seemed to be to teach non-sorcerers to use cursed energy and now it's to divorce humans of cursed energy, a plan that she had given up on after Toji's death. Why did she return to it, what happened in between, how does she plan to achieve this? All questions I hope we get answer to. She has been just sorta a background player for so long it will be v interesting to watch her develop and actually share what she's about (Gege dont fuck this up for us 🔫)

Favorite moment

Her not giving Tengen the time of day when it comes to other SPV's, you can really feel her anger and detest for Tengen as well as the closeness she may feel with the other SPV's even though she may have never met them. I really, I really hope we get to see her rag on Tengen more, It's so fun.

Idea for a story

I've just published Star Turner which is part Tsukomo Character study part lol curse Riko AU lol and I think that will be it for me and Tsukumo until we have more info. However, aside from the SPV reveal, one of the main reasons I've been feeling fond of Tsukumo lately is her role in Gang au prequel. Just like Toji, she's a character i started really liking once I got to writing her and she's genuinely my top three relationships with Satoru in that au, along with Toji and Yaga. The thing is, Toji is a massive presence in gang au prequel, a direct cause for many of Satoru's personality tics, and a looming shadow over the narrative even after he leaves it mid fic. Yaga is Satoru's semi-familial relation and weaves in and out of the narrative in the custom Yaga way but remains very important sore spot for Satoru as the person who preserved his humanity. Tsukumo on the other hand is a major supporting character in ONE chapter and a minor supporting one in bits of two more and that's IT. But she and Satoru get on like house on fire and she really swoops in to fill in a position Toji wasn't willing to and Yaga wasn't there to fulfill. I haven't gotten to THAT conversation between her and Satoru yet but boy I'm looking forward to it.

Unpopular opinion

I don't think I'm aware of enough Tsukumo opinions to have an unpopular one hjvbhjv

Favorite relationship

The hostility she feels towards Tengen is SO FUCKING GOOD like she's so annoyed and done with his bullshit you love to see it. Other than that I don't think she has many relationships hjvhvh we barely saw her interact with Todo and he's her STUDENT.

Favorite headcanon

When she says she's an ex SPV I don't think that means she stopped BEING a SPV. Like I think she's still compatible with Tengen and could be merged with him, I just think that her potential as a sorcerer was deemed bigger than her potential as a vessel and so it was a 'waste' to merge her. If true backfired horribly since she just ended up doing her own shit and honestly GOOD FOR HER.

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