ritsu is so funny to me. he says shit like "I'm a completely normal middle schooler, I'm the utmost case of plain and simple" which is clearly something normal people say. he keeps a spoon in his pencil cup. and in his pocket. he got up in the middle of the night and did weird poses around the sink to try to make water float. he's a rude and judgy bitch but only in his head. when asked if he has friends, he responded with "I talk about the weather with pretty much anyone, so don't worry about me." he canonically doesn't listen to music. his brother thinks of him as his calm and collected little brother who always knows what to do, when in reality he's the most neurotic kid on the planet. he saw teru wearing a giant wig and thought "wow his brain must be so big." when he and shou first met, they beat the shit out of each other until he was knocked unconscious, and then when they met the second time, it was when shou came to his house unannounced and was like "hey do you want to help me kill my dad" and ritsu was like "okay. btw I think we have similar family trauma." he tried to zap a bug with psychic powers and then screamed for his brother's help when he couldn't get it. he used to cry as a child about spoons. his first instinct when seeing a spirit for the first time was to slam it repeatedly into his knee. he is the thirteen year old of all time.
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21. Friends hear through hotel walls? (Arabia and Ivy) for the WIP Ask Game !!!!!!!!!
Send me an ask from my WIP List and I'll post a little snippet or tell you something about it!
Ack sorry in advance this one is... Not Fun??? *hides under my desk* idk where this idea came from but I ended up writing it as a way to feel more comfortable writing Arabia/Ivy (there's nothing quite like putting character's in a crisis to get to know them better I guess??). Anyways, idk if I'm gonna post this one because everyone will banish me to angst jail and attack me with hammers and mean comments haha. But uh, here you go?? Enjoy???? (abuse tw)
Arabella curls up into a ball with her back against the headboard, trying to make herself as small as possible, trying to get away from the awful sounds coming from the next room, now entirely unmistakable as Satine’s boyfriend hitting her while she begs for him to stop.
“You’re okay, Bella,” Ivy murmurs, momentarily covering the receiver with one hand while she rubs Arabella’s leg with the other. “They’re on the way. They’ll be here in a few minutes. It’s going to be okay.”
Arabella shakes her head; she can’t seem to stop trembling, but it feels like it’s happening to someone else. Something glass shatters next door and Satine sobs and Arabella thinks she’s going to be sick right here on the mattress. Nothing about this is okay. She wants to lean closer to her girlfriend but she can’t seem to make herself move; besides, everything inside her is screaming at her to get away from everyone. Arabella covers her ears and squeezes her eyes shut tight, trying to block out the sound of her friend’s suffering, feeling guilty all the while that she has this option.
There’s another loud thump from next door and Satine’s voice cuts off mid-scream. Ivy drops the receiver, her hand stilling on Arabella’s knee. For a moment neither of them moves or even dares to breathe, both imagining the worst. It turns out there is a more horrible noise than her friend’s cries for help, and that’s them going abruptly, horrifically, bone-chillingly silent.
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If I do every other day, I think I might be able to keep up with Flooftober! This one's about Lizbert, although the random number generator gave me Cromdo at first. I've already assigned a character to every second prompt, but I couldn't think of much for where Lizbert and Cromdo were, so I switched them. They're the only ones I've had to rearrange so far, though.
Oh yeah, and the prompt was "love".
Prompt list
Title: Mostly to flush out carbon dioxide
Summary: Lizbert sees an opportunity to fix her relationship with Floofty.
(Also on AO3)
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"Floofty…" said Elizabert. "I just wanted to tell you… I'm sorry about the way I was to you back on Snaktooth."
"Mmm," said Floofty.
"I know there was nothing going on between you and Eggabell," Lizbert continued.
I would never jeopardise a fruitful scientific partnership through facilitation of an adulterous encounter, and frankly speaking, I would have lost much of my respect for Eggabell had she been at all inclined in that direction, thought Floofty. They said "Indeed."
"I guess I was just on edge, with the Bugsnax and starting a town and everything," said Elizabert. "Bell was getting worse and worse, and all I could do was keep giving her Bugsnax. It felt like nothing else made her happy. And if you were already giving her Bugsnax, then…" She chuckled. "What use was I?"
While you do bear some culpability for your behaviour, I believe you are heavily downplaying my own fault in the matter, Floofty thought. I was cold and dismissive towards you, and I see now that this undoubtedly contributed to your own hostilities and suspicions, causing you unnecessary distress in an already inherently stressful environment. They said "I… Wh…" and then grunted as they finally hauled themself onto a flat ledge. They lay on their stomach, breathing hard, and looked at the jagged rock towering above them. They were barely halfway up the cliff.
Elizabert had been hanging back to let Floofty set the pace, but now she hopped up next them, with no apparent effort. "Eggabell was right. You really were after the science, and I shouldn't have let my anxieties get the best of me."
Floofty got enough breath back to say "I appreciate your apology, and… would like to… reciprocate in kind…" They took a deep breath. "However, these may not be the best of circumstances." They peeked over the ledge to see their pursuers, as colourful dots further down the valley. They didn't seem to be looking up. Yet.
Lizbert looked as well. "Ah. Right. The cultists."
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I like to see the world through your gaze.
You have always had that peculiarity to notice the beauty in everything. Through your photos of your journeys and adventures I can see the world as you see it, just as beautiful as you are, and I love that for you. I remember that one time that you took me a photo just because I was looking good that day.
Makes me wonder why did you put your eyes on me.
Even more, makes me wonder when did your eyes fell off of me to look at someone else.
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my design finally getting approved and praised by a fussy and critical client is so rewarding — just what i needed in the midst of this hectic week.
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Missed the bus waited awhile in case it was late too decided to get an uber bc the bus would only get me a mile away from my house and it was late and the bus stop had a stinky trashcan and i was so so sweaty. But the uber took so long the next bus got there first! and i was like molly grue voice: how could you come to me now. When I’m like this
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And if I could, I'd make the stars all descend from the heavens to earth for you; and you'd still gift them all to her.
It's a curse; to love someone in love with another. Often, I'd want to wish all the force of a star upon her and then I imagine tears trickling down your cheeks as your wobbly hands hold her discombobulated body and I see you in pain and I curse myself for harboring a thought of ever hurting you.
I realize you could never be mine the way I could never be another's.
notbrightenoughforthat
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