#the text actually makes their exaggerated faces make sense because they do look like they're yelling or something

[artemismatchalatte]

I added text to my Gerry X Adelaide drawing from last week. And even though this is a shit post essentially, it describes them better than it should. And probably half the relationships in the Tilly project if we're being honest...

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 159 spoilers and thoughts below the cut yep just the usual

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JAVIERS FACE LMFAO "wow. these people are so weird. thank god im the only normal person here" jesus christ this entire estate is insane /aff

also i think im required to inform that i sent this panel to some of my irls because they're also civil engineers, and i asked if they recognized any of this and they said "oh god yeah"

so we can pleasantly confirm that the adaptor/artist are still referencing real civil engineering stuff!

while we're still here at the start of the ep/my thoughts i do wanna say, the whole "ugly" gag is getting. a little too well worn

it is really well drawn! the artist is very skilled at drawing exaggerated expressions and its always fun to see, but i think this is like the third or fourth time now that this has been used, and i think my brain is just tired of the repeated schtick. i dont hate it, but the funny has moved on for me

i really hope that in this next arc we see a return of a devilish or conniving lloyd, rather than silly "ugly" expressions; its funny when he looks stupid but id like a better balance, which means i want more instances of him looking cool and smart as hell!!!

of course these words will. probably fall on deaf ears its not like i can message the artist/adaptor directly lmfao but yknow its the thought that counts i guess. actually i might be using that phrase wrong not sure

ANYWAY ANYWAY verkis looks so pretty here,, i like that he confirmed lloyds intentions w the jewel of truth . truly a man who wants to do Nothing thats so real of him me too bud

AND THENNN my personal favorite peak of the episode THE SWORDMASTER SYNDROME KICKING IN AAAAAHHH AAAAHHHH

IT MAKES SENSE THAT LLOYD PUSHING HIS MANACIRCLES TO THE LIMIT WOULD BE THE LAST PUSH HE NEEDS TO BECOME A HIGH LEVEL SWORD EXPERT and now hes suffering the consequence of not dealing with this earlier </3 get overstim'd idiot shouldve taken a break before this happened bozo!!! /j

i really really REALLY love how the text and the effects were drawn in these panels and the following ones (thats three reallys!!!)!! the visual echo and then the sudden sharp jaggedness, it really shows how much OUCH and impact it has and i really really love it YEAHHHH PUT LLOYD THROUGH THE WRINGER YEAHHH YEAHHH

AND THEN JAVIER KEEPS LOOKING SO FUCKING HAPPY THROUGHOUT THIS EPISODE PLEASSEEJ LKAJDFLKSJDFLKJSDFLK JHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH he's having a grand ol time lmfao now his noble can experience what he had to go through!!!

ALSO ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW THE VERY FIRST THING THAT LLOYD LOOKS AT WITH HIS NEW HEIGHTENED VISION IS JAVIERS FACE AND HOW PERFECT IT IS HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO you could have looked at anything else and yet the first thing you narrow in on is javiers face IM SHAKING YOU LLOYD

no seriously wow he's so pretty ALSO THE FUCKING. HAND POSE IM CRYING

also its really really fluffy nice that javier helped lloyd with getting used to his senses! though they couldnt really do anything abt his insomnia

i had heard that some really cute moments got cut from the novel in this little timeskip here which is like awww i wish we got to see it like, that short bit with the "ugly" gag could have been replaced with the moments from the novel and itd still fit the episode length! at least i think

(like i was told that lloyd gets called "good boy" by javier. like. WHAT. WHAT. GOOD BOY??? GOOD BOY??? AND THAT GOT CUT?????? GOOD BOY!?!?!?!? i told my irls abt this and we collectively had a stroke i wish it made it in bc javiers face when saying that and lloyds reaction wouldve been PRICELESSSS)

oh but also back to talking about javier helping lloyd out, i think its really really cute,,, i know its not explicitly said or shown but i want to think that javier is able to repay the lullaby in a sense by doing this. i really like that javier not only depends on lloyd, but lloyd depends on javier too, and they can rely on each other. thinking about that makes my heart warm and my feet kick and then i start giggling like a maniac

anyway few month timeskip and lloyd u look tired as hell im so sorry buddy

though honestly i really like how he looks in this panel for some reason HAHAHAHA idk him just looking grumpy and tired is fun bc u dont really see it that often u usually see him being silly or evil more so this is a nice panel to have heehee

disgruntled tired sleep deprived engineer now aint that the realest STEM experience ever,,, shaking ur hand lloyd i get u i understand

AND THEN THE END OF THE EP HI RAPHAEL the angel arc!! i guess!! idk the names of these arcs

i wonder how he'll try to enforce this,,, and i wonder how lloyd will get out of it,,, like did tkobai ever go over the angels and what they do? does lloyd know about them?

i did see pics of what he looks like from the novel and we were SO robbed of very pretty long wavy hair, it seems the artist just chopped it all off,,, uueueueueuee

i posted abt this on twitter already but my singular cope is that we actually just havent seen the rest of his hair and its just in a ponytail and its like really really thin and we'll see the rest of his hair soon trust <- copium pumping

and a bonus little illustration, happy chuseok!!!

thats all from me!!!!!!! IM REALLY EXCITED TO SEE WHERE THIS ANGEL ARC GOES and whether or not lupellan and wrot,,,, whatever his name was are going to interfere also,,, triple clash!!! also if he'll ever overcome his insomnia,,,

see yall next week :3

[rviner]

"Honest? I see. That's what we're calling it now?" Bella teases, glancing up at Felix with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. There's a spark between them, a private joke behind every glance. It's been there since they met, as if they were silently talking to one another in that sterile board room. A laugh escapes, quick and bright as they talk about her sister and Bella's nod is full of pride. "She gets what I'm saying, that's all that matters. And you're catching on too." she nudges Felix's arm affectionately, enjoying his exaggerated sigh over the double date plan that hasn't even taken shape yet. The reluctance is pure theatrics, but it never fails to amuse her. His agreement, even if half-hearted, speaks volumes about how much their lives are entwined. He might not even realize how much it means to her.

"It worked for us, didn't it?" Bella's words come out simply, without hesitation. The speed of their relationship isn't something she ever questioned. It felt right, as if they were following some natural rhythm. No rush, no panic, just perfect timing. "All I'm saying is, I know. Fee doesn't get like this often. But I've seen the way her and Dom steal glances at each other when they think they're not looking. It's adorable." her grin widens, thinking about the budding romance between them, knowing her sister deserves every bit of happiness.

Felix's teasing brings out a burst of laughter, and Bella playfully scowls at him. "Yeah, right. I've never heard of anyone asking someone on a date after a meeting went that badly." she mocks him gently, her laughter rising. "I was so shocked." now she's outright cackling, remembering the moment with such clarity. She had rushed home to text Ophelia about the entire ordeal. "I was like, um, okay, if you want?" she mimics the awkward almost robotic tone she’d used back then, blindsided by Felix's boldness. But the nerves from that day have long since turned into something deeper. Now, she adores him with every fiber of her being.

Which is why she's able to see how hard he's worked on the proposals for Vertex. Not only from the sleepless nights but the way Felix, naturally, harbors everything deeply. Takes everything with a seriousness she can't help but admire. "Well, this is why I'm glad we came, actually. You deserve a day for yourself. I don't mind if you wanna wander off and do your own thing, either." she squeezes his hand, because her adoration for Felix doesn't come with the price of being glued to each other's side. Her hands come up, gently cupping his face, and she squeezes just enough to make his lips pout so when he says he loves her, his voice comes out muffled, and she can’t help but laugh.

Even when the mood shifts to the heavy weight Felix has carried for years, before they even met, Bella stays close. Her smile fades, replaced by a soft frown as her shoulders sink. "God, I'm so sorry I didn't go. I should've asked Fee if she could handle work, but I felt so guilty." torn between leaving Felix to navigate the minefield of a social event with his parents or dumping all her responsibilities on her sister at Outreach, she had hesitated. She's learning first hand that dealing with Agneta is no easy task. Felix's quips pull her back from the seriousness, and she laughs, gently tapping his chest. "You know she'd believe every word of it, right?"

The gentle kiss they share is like a reset, bringing a quiet sense of resilience to both of them. Bella catches the smirk playing on Felix's lips as she pulls back, but her gaze lingers on his green eyes, the warmth in them making her smile. "Great, now I have this vivid image of everyone just hanging out in our bathroom while I'm trying to relax." She laughs, slipping in her own playful comment between his words. "But, fine. I think that's beautiful. Paris is just for you, or us." Bella agrees, standing on her toes to plant another quick kiss on his lips.

The creak of the door opening catches her attention, though she stays close to Felix, offering a bright smile to the staff guiding them into the experience. Her excitement rises in her chest, her shoulders lifting as they follow. "So, Eiffel Tower is definitely on the list, right?" she grins, glancing up at Felix. "Oh, wait. Do you want just us, or the AI crowd? 'Cause, we can do that, right? No AI people?" Bella leans around Felix, trying to peek at the staff like a curious child but it's more so because of his tall stature making it impossible to see them. They nod, and she looks back at Felix, already knowing his answer. "Yeah, let's go with that. Thank you." she says, taking the NutriBlock with another smile and popping it into her mouth before they step into the room. "Oh, I'm kinda nervous now! It suddenly feels real." Bella laughs, elbowing Felix with excitement, as if Paris is suddenly a city she's equally as obsessed with. "What is it they said again? Bonj-oh wait, no people there. We just literally had that conversation."

"I'm never mean. I'm just honest." Felix grinned, voice dipped with playful sarcasm and there was flicker of mischief dancing behind his eyes. He watched Bella, amused and full of warmth as she twisted her defense, the way she lifted her chin, defiant, ready for debate. Felix couldn't fight his chuckle. "Oh, you and Ophelia have it all figured out, hm? It's everyone else that doesn't make sense?" he shot her a look, eyes narrowing playfully. Out of everyone he had ever encountered, it still amazed Felix that Bella never irked him. Not once. Not when she looked at him like that, eyes wide and teasing, the delicate half shrug of her shoulder whenever she wanted to pull him into one of her schemes.

This time it was double dates. His mind flitted to the idea, imagining himself sitting awkwardly while Bella and Ophelia filled the air with laughter, their voices bouncing off one another effortlessly. "I mean...fine?" he said, sighing dramatically. "But only because I'd love to see you carry the whole conversation." he winked, knowing she'd take it as a challenge rather than a jab. "Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself, anyways?" Felix squeezed her hand gently. "I mean, I know we moved pretty quickly but do you think Ophelia is as impulsive as you are?" his grin grew, because it was no secret that Felix's intensity, seemingly inherited by birth, seemed to match Bella's motivated personality. And it was no secret that he didn't mind the pace of their relationship, the one that saw them date for a few months before moving in together and now sees them engaged, exactly at the year mark.

"Yeah, you did interrupt me." Felix nodded, but his tone was warm and soft as he remembered the day they met. He hadn't meant to make her nervous, hadn't intended for that intense stare to have such an effect, but he hadn't been able to look away. "I was this close to telling you to stop wasting my time." he held up two fingers, barely any space between them, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Felix remembered, clearly, that he had wanted to draw the meeting on for as long as possible. "But, you know. You have that charm thing going on, so I gave you a pass." he shot her a quick grin, though his gaze lingered on hers for a moment longer.

The humor in his voice softened as Bella's concern slipped in. Felix felt the familiar tug of guilt at her words, knowing she was right. He had been lost in the whirlwind of ideas and the pressure of deadlines for a few weeks now, wanting to ensure he made it impossible for his father to avoid a positive change to the structure of Vertex. "Probably Monday. Maybe. I'm close, I just need a little more time." Felix glanced to Bella, catching the gentle frown on her lips. She cared so much and he wished he could make her worry less.

But just like that, those simple words urged a smile to grow over his lips. She always said it so simply, so matter of fact. Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Felix was still adjusting to the idea of being loved, wholly, without judgement. He hoped he would never make Bella regret how easily she could say those words to him. "I love you." he responded, sincere with an unwavering gaze, his smile fond and gentle. Because he could tell her the same thing just as easily. Felix etched closer to Bella, leaning to brush his nose to hers before stealing a kiss from her. Brief, because the topic veering to his mother made him let out a breath of a laugh.

"Henry's? Oh, it was bad. Worse than usual, I think." Felix answered, peeling away to lean against the wall again. It was hard to tell what constituted as bad or worse with Agneta, as all of their interactions fell into the same remit. "She'll see you." he added quickly, not wanting Bella to worry. "But, there will probably be some kind of mention of it. You know, wrapped up in faux concern. Are you sure he's not doing drugs, Isabella?" he grinned slightly with the imitation of his mother, mocking Agneta's tone, sharp and light. "And then you can say," Felix brushed hair from Bella's face, grinning down at her. "Yes, actually. He snorts spice off my ass and then we go to The Wards and give them all of our possessions while we dance around a burning picture of The Chancellor, chanting about taking babies. She'll love that."

It was easier to joke, of course. Felix was long since used to the familiar knot that twisted in his stomach, the tension that never seemed to fully leave him whenever he was near his mother. Whenever Agneta was even mentioned. He hated that Bella, naturally had to deal with the woman now, trying to balance everything that she threw at her.

Although, it was difficult to dwell on the matter when Bella laughed, the sound of her joy wrapping around him like a comfort. He leaned into her kiss, savoring the brief moment before she pulled away, teasing him again. "I mean..." he glanced to the glades and then back to his future wife. "Okay, okay. I personally would love a wedding in Paris but, still. It's a city...was a city. I don't think there's going to be very many green spaces. Besides..." Felix thought for a moment. "I don't think I want everyone in my favorite place, you know? That's like inviting everyone over when you're having a bath. Weird. I want it to myself." and obviously that meant Bella, too. An extension of his life now, his heart.

[prismatales]

Comfort

All my love and gratitude goes to @sugacookiies, @pixxiesdust and @hawks-senseis for beta-reading this, you guys were some of the greatest help I've ever had! ❤

Pairings: Bakudeku x Reader

Warning: Tw:Depression, Tw:Suicidal thoughts, angst, fluff and comfort.

Fingertips slam a frantic yet steady pace against the keyboard, your eyes go back and forth between each paragraph with a growing sense of panic. All your senses are running on nothing more but pure anxiety and stress, not even the thought of eating something crosses your mind as the one and only thing to worry about seems to be this specific assignment.

Neither of them can remember the last time they saw you in another spot of the house that wasn't that chair before the computer, sure sometimes you take a break to go to the bathroom, but sleeping? That word doesn't seem to have a meaning in your vocabulary.

Except for that one time you fell asleep on the couch for less than 30 minutes before startling yourself awake and jumping away from the plush cushion to keep working.

Both Midoriya and Bakugo knew how important it was to complete your thesis, but was it worth it when your health and body is on the edge of giving up? They both know how badly this kind of routine can end up affecting your health.

The last time you got this stressed it ended up fucking up your stomach all the way from the esophagus to the intestines. The whole digestive system was so affected it started to feel like your stomach was literally burning itself into nothingness from the gastritis you developed. You had to get treatment for two whole weeks, which was right before your high school finals, and it was one of the worst experiences you've ever had to go through.

There's a reason a huge portion of people going through College ends up feeling dead on the inside, the overwhelming amounts of work, spending so much time in the library one could literally claim they live there, assignments and impossible amounts of field work, all of that could be more than enough things happening at the same time to cause plenty of people to go insane. And if that was bad enough, preparing your Thesis was like one of the deadliest of trials.

Just from the look on your face, it was obvious you're starting to develop another health trouble just like that time, the tips of your fingers start pressing right on the spot above your stomach with a face full of discomfort.

Deku's the first one to see that and in less than five minutes he's already outside on his way to get some medicine, he doesn't think twice about using One for All to go faster. 

Everyone in the apartment was more than used to hear mumbling during the day, courtesy of your beloved Deku, but not even Bakugo was prepared to hear you of all people mumbling such dark things the very next day, when the stress began taking a harder toll. He could hear every single word loud and clear even when he's standing near the kitchen counters at the other side of the house.

"Why do I even bother?...It's not like anything I do even matters..." He can hear the the long sigh followed by more self hatred while he's stirring the noodles for dinner. "Sometimes I wonder if people would even notice that I'm gone...hahaha...I wanna die"

"...! That's it!" The wooden spoon gets slammed roughly against the marble counter, searching through his pocket Bakugo pulls out his phone to text Deku, who's already on his way home from patrol.

It takes less than an hour for the two of them to be there right besides you trying their best to comfort their shaking and panicked S/O, it makes them feel useless seeing how much you're struggling to hold on to the remains of your mental stability.

And when they hear the next course of muttering they know things are just about to get worse unless they do something about it.

"I can't do this anymore...I just can't," The tiny voice coming out of your mouth was heartbreaking. Your whole body is trembling uncontrollably as Midoriya walks up behind the chair, he lifts your whole body so he can take you to the bedroom, that way you could finally get some well deserved rest and calm down, in the meanwhile Bakugo goes back into the kitchen to fetch you something to drink.

Their dynamic was simple and yet effective, most of the time Izuku tends to be the one calming both of you through words, if that's not enough to help he's trying to find another solution to the problem through physical actions. Katsuki on the other hand tends to prefer being the one letting his actions speak for themselves first, even through the smallest of gestures he's always looking out for the both of you, in a reverse context to Deku, when his actions are not enough he's trying to make an effort to comfort you with his words.

Everything came crashing down inside your head like a landslide in the middle of a storm, bringing chaos and despair from every direction. It's easy to recognize the signs of your depression kicking in due to all the work piling up at once, and they're aware you're one of the most dedicated and passionate persons when it comes to your studies.

Midoriya tried to lay you down into the soft mattress and walk away to get that blanket they bought specifically for this type of occasion, but his shirt is quickly clutched into a tight grip, the broken sobs are barely audible to someone not paying enough attention have him on high alert as he realizes you've already started crying.

He has no other choice but to ignore his quest for the blankets and sits back on the bed. His back rests against the headboard while you're laying on your side, face resting softly against his well-toned chest, your body surrounded by his own arms that hold your shaking body against his with the hope that it can help you relax.

Bakugo comes into the room shortly after, carrying your favorite cup steaming with some nice and warm drink, your favorite judging by the glorious smell coming out of the cup in small puffs.

He carefully passes the cup to the green haired man sitting in bed before walking to the corner of the room and towards a dark gray, medium sized basket where the additional blankets are kept, rummaging through the furniture he finds one of the biggest, fluffiest and softest blanket of them all before walking back towards the bed. 

It takes you awhile to process what's actually happening because of the storm running through your head. But eventually, between the reassuring words and sweet whispering, the shaking and the crying slowly, but very slowly starts toning down until nothing but a small whimper can be heard every now and then through your bedroom. 

In less than a few minutes you've already been wrapped in that beloved blanket while resting between two warm and fit bodies, leaning back against the headboard with a comforting drink in hand.

"Are you feeling any better?" Izuku's voice is soft and sweet, just in case there's something still bothering your mind, at the same time one of Katsuki's hands is busy rubbing circles in the section between your shoulders in a steady rhythm, the feeling of his calloused and scarred hand touching that portion of skin helps relaxing your exhausted self at an almost exaggerated level. The last thing they want is for you to have another breakdown.

You want to reply but your mouth quickly opens and closes, so all you can manage to do is give them a soft nod in response, too tired to even try and talk to your sweet boyfriends. 

Sometimes the negative thoughts come during these kinds of moments to try and bring torment. It makes you wonder if one day they'll get tired of this and leave after realizing you're nothing more than a hindrance.

"Don't even think about it, Dumbass," Katsuki growls from his spot at your left side "I recognize that look on your face when I see it, you think you're worthless don't you?" That hand behind you makes its way to your shoulder, pulling your whole body towards him and positioning you in a way that makes your head rest on top of his well toned shoulders. For someone who's body is so nicely sculpted, the place where your head lays is one of the most comfortable places where somebody could rest.

"You are one of the strongest people I've ever met. You've always been someone who rarely allows small shit like this get the best of them" Katsuki's hand had long ago left your back to run his fingers through your hair, the friction against your locks of hair and scalp has a soothing effect that relaxes everything from your whole body to your mind.

A small tear manages to escape, but this time is out of relief and happiness for literally having two of the most wonderful lovers by your sides. The exhausted smile that spreads over your face sends the both of them into a state of relief.

"What did I do to deserve you both?" 

Deku lets out a soft laughter while Katsuki just smirks in satisfaction.

"Existing." 

MASTERLIST

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[sundancetarot]

“Red Lights and a Suit” Kirishima x ENBY Reader // SFW COMFORT FIC

Hey Guys!! This is my first fic- I quite literally wrote it for my partner but if you want some of that comfort Kiri love, THEN COME GET YA’LL JUICE LMAOO

Description: After recieving news at school pertaining to a school dance, Kiri helps lift your spirits.

Pairing: Non-Binary reader x Eijiro Kirishima

Word Count: 2279

Includes: Loving relationship, affection, pet names, hugs, and appreciation.

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"Grab my hand and keep your eyes closed tight, I don't want the surprised spoiled!".

Hesitantly, you grab a shaken Eiji as he steers your blind eye somewhere you've never experienced but, it feels familiar... somehow, but how? Two steps turned into four, four into six, six into nine, and so on.

"Okay- one more step... watch out for the step.. another... a third- OKAY! Open.".

You want to see wants behind these hands but your brain is having trouble communicating with your bones. You're not nervous but... envious, in ways. Finally, after your self-to-self speech, your hands lower to come in contact with a foggy image of-

{BEEEEEP}

"SHIT-" That was all that could leave your lips... well, there was also FUCK, DAMN, ASS, and your personal "I've been awakened into a frightened state" favorite- CUNT!

You turn over to your phone to finally shut off the constant ringing of your most recent anime binge watch's opening credits song- not your favorite- your most recent.

After, the all too familiar urge of procrastination, you finally manage to shut off the CORRECT alarm this time. Even so, shutting off an alarm has never had many benefits besides reducing the antagonizing screech of above the volume music... however, until now, you have never been greeted by a sleeping Kirishima on your screen behind the alarm window.

That's right... we fell asleep on Facetime together.

You're not surprised that eventually, you'd have these moments- you find the idea of him next to you somewhat comforting.

His blood red-like hair falling onto his pillow has always been a pretty sight to you. His pointed teeth exposed to you, no one knows what he dreams, as he tends to forget but- the way he smiles, even in sleep... No, especially in his sleep, is behind adorable.

You could see from the angle of the phone he had his red LED lights on the highest setting, (typical, was your immediate thought), he has self-drawn art of him in his Red Riot costume with "MANLY" written in comically large lettering under, above, or to the sides of each portrait, this is too cute.

Eiji mentioned last night that he sleeps without a shirt on, he decided to give you this information the moment you started to dose off. Fortunately, waking up before him grants you the pleasure of finally witnessing his rock-hard exterior (I'm so sorry.).

{BEEEEEEEEEP}

"CUNT-" told you. Once again you mistake snooze for the off option. You pick your phone up off the carpet, after launching it several feet in the air. Luckily, your side of the facetime's audio is off and Eiji didn't hear the exaggerated explosion of sounds.

Picking your phone up off the ground which was disconnected from your charger immediately, makes your gut sink deep into your ass, your brain catches up to what you're seeing and pushes your body to practically fly into the bathroom seeing as you only have 40 minutes to get ready now.

That seems like plenty of time if you would have actually showered the night before. Rushing back into your room for your towel, you place Kiri on the sink's counter.

Starting up the shower was a difficult task when you're removing your clothes at the same time, you eventually set it to the right temperature and successfully remove your oversized hoodie with boxer briefs underneath with ease.

After washing your body, you manage to carefully launch yourself back into your room to moisturize and get dressed- you place Kiri on your dresser with a view of you after putting on your underwear.

"Well- aren't you glowing Bubbles?". That humbled cockiness in a person's tone can only come from one person and only this person can make you jump out of your skin in excitement. You turn to face him putting on his shirt because, unlike you, he takes a shower the night before to avoid a rush.

"fuc- don't scare me like that Red!". You definitely miscalculated the emotion there because that was NOT fear, it was a sentiment of emotions on how what he said made you feel inside. Nearly dropping to your knees you tighten up your composure and continue with your routine.

"Sorry babes, you do look unbelievable this morning though." Blushing was definitely out of the question, ain't nothing burning through that melanin babes. Instead, your stomach burns in butterflies as you muster up the words...

"You missed a button on your shirt, Red.". Cool, that was cool.

No, it wasn't.

You can see he wants to make another remark but you notice the new arrangement of numbers on your clock.

[7:27 AM]

Eiji notices your expressions and the faster tempo in your steps as you go from rushing to being quicker than the speed of light. As you reach the door you hear Kiri clear his throat in a way to tell you about the one thing you forgot... HIM! Nearly, slipping under your bed you grab your phone in one swift motion and bolt downstairs.

You don't have time to eat the breakfast your parents teamed up to make so you grab toast and a Capri Sun, hug your parents, pet Rubble; your St. Benard, and bolt for the door.

You hear Kiri's radio in his car blare indistinctive lyrics from his favorite genre "Rock-N-Roll" (I'm so sorry.). You finally start to make your way to school where you pass the place you and Kiri had your first date.

As you ponder the thought of the first time you ever saw him cry, the moment you saw him smile, and the day he said he's his happiest with you casts an unbreakable spell around you. A spell you would never want an antidote for.

After a handful of minutes, you pull into the parking lot across the street from the UA entrance and began the new day. You walk past your classmates greeted with the usual "Hey, Y/N!". From Shoji, "HEY KISSES!". From the always bubbly Uraraka, "Alright boo, heyyy- AH, mwah!" from your favorite person in this school (besides Red of course) Mina.

Speaking of favorite people...

"Guess who?" A pair of hands appear over your eyes and an obviously forced high pitched voice lets you know exactly who it is.

"Hmm... Koda!"

"YE- wait, huh?" Kiri stands there confused arms unraveled from you. You turn with a gigantic smirk plastered across your face, eyes slanted, with defined smile lines signifying your humorous poke at him.

"Oh- haha, laugh out loud- super manly of you." You can hear his sarcasm bursting through his lips. You quickly place your arms around his waist giving him the tightest squeeze letting him know without words how much you miss him. Almost as if without any effort, he grabs you and lifts you into the air, wrapping your legs around him you give him an even tighter hug.

This day, like most, was pretty uneventful so, you zone out... as usual. When you finally come to, you find yourself wrapped around Ojiro's tail, who doesn't mind the immense affection. After your third class period, you meet up with your friends in the cafeteria.

Like any other day, you offer to pay for Uraraka who happily accepts; even when she has enough for a meal you still insist. I mean- why not? Kiri always has your bill.

[2:38 PM]

We finally reach last period and the class president Tenya, announces the school's annual Sadie Hawkins dance. [Brief Sadie Hawkins dance explanation: A dance in a tradition where the girl asks the boy out.]

"Well- what are Y/N and Eijiro going to do?" huh.

"How is Y/N going to ask out Eijiro- they're not a girl therefore how will they find a date to go?" Stupidity graced this one early but, embarrassment graced you immediately.

You couldn't form your words properly to explain or defend, you could only leave. Eiji tries to come after you but you signal him to stay there.

"You're such a douche you know that, right?" Kiri says dropping his almost permanent grin.

"LANGUAGE!" Iida screeches while flapping his limbs completely missing his faults.

[8:13 PM]

You sit in your room foolishly stumped by Iida's uncalled for questions. It doesn't make sense, honestly, you would never let Iida's "no thoughts, just speak" way of speech get to you.

You pause your binge of "Criminal Minds" to go down to the kitchen for a quick snack when you see a bright flare of red pass by your kitchen window wrapping around to the front of your house.

Your immediate thought is that this must be a police car making its way to a crime scene- being a hero in training gave you the instinct of potential bad around every corner. So, this was not a threat nor surprise to you.

{My Red Riot❤️ one (1) new message}

You were wondering where he's been all day. You haven't spoken to him all day, you even tried texting him, and you were left on read by red (I'm sorry once again.) with no response. You are curious as to what he has to say though.

{My Red Riot❤️ : Come outside.}

I won't say I'm nervous but I am definitely confused. I make my way to the front door and take a deep breath while turning the knob...

"Hey, Bubbles." standing there in a grey suit with a red tie, red handkerchief in the left chest pocket, maroon shoes accompanied by burgundy calf socks, and a rose pinned to his suit to top it all off next to his Jeep Wrangler with modified red headlights was your Red Riot.

"We don't need a school dance to strengthen our relationship when we have each other to look at and each other to embrace- I promise to never have this become a rocky relationship..."

You chuckle at the very thought-provoking joke. "... I love you Bubbles." How could anyone be so lucky? You can feel the tears forming already as he walks towards you.

Lifting your chin up to face him he asks you one question...

"Can I kiss you?". You meet his eyes, you feel equal.

"Yes- Of course, you can Red...". He lifts your face up higher and your lips meet he has just confirmed that you are equal- more than partners, but lovers.

You don't know where to put your arms, what to think, or what to feel but it doesn't matter. You feel safe, you feel protected, you are loved.

You pull apart from each other for a moment before getting another quick peck before a grin paints his face, it resembles The Cheshire Cat's smug grin. You don't know whether to be comforted or genuinely terrified by the devilish stare.

"Well- aren't ya gonna get dressed?"

"For?". What has he planned?

"For our Sadie Hawkins- Bubbles, DUH!"

"Oh- I mean, um, YES; of course! Our Sadie Hawkins!". You don't know what he's talking about but, You trust what he does. You rush back inside to my room... time to do the damn thing.

After a while of searching for combinations, You walked out the front door in a black turtleneck, burgundy blazer with black buttons and lining, matching dress pants, and black Doc Martens for footwear to a stunned Kiri.

"Wow- you look... stunning, Y/N." You haven't heard him say my name since we started dating, it's such a genuine feeling. Kiri pauses and rushes back to the car, in a hurry he returns with a small box... this isn't a- right?

Kiri falls to his knee and lifts up the box to a petunia corsage that he slides onto your wrist, completing your look. He picks you up and carries you towards the car door where he reaches out his right arm to open it and places you inside with his left.

The car ride is smooth, no bums in the road and if there were you didn't notice- you could only pay attention to Kiri's presence. You feel a breeze sweep your hand and look down to Red's hand comfortably resting on yours.

He's warm and his hand is incredibly soft definitely the opposite of his Unbreakable form. Being with him in this car feels almost sheltering to you, like a second home of love.

While you were off daydreaming, the car stopped in front of Kiri's house. Your door opens to fully red Kirishima, clearly embarrassed by his blush, you don't react to it much. A sharp feeling strikes your brain as soon as his hand gently grasps yours... you've lived this before.

"Grab my hand and keep your eyes closed tight, I don't want the surprised spoiled!".

Right- your quirk of future vision. It feels dreamlike but as soon as it's put into motion you can pinpoint everything that'll occur after the first stage, it helps with catching villains in the act of their crimes.

"Okay- one more step... watch out for the step.. another... a third- OKAY! Open.".

You let down our hands to a bundle of streamers, lights, and a painted canvas of you and Kiri with a message written on the bottom of it "RED RIOT'S REASON TO RIOT". You don't even give yourself time to process before leaping into his arms with a kiss, you both fall back onto his lawn where you spontaneously combust into laughter.

This night has been the greatest you've ever had- he knew your favorite movies to watch, shows to binge, and music to dance to the entire night. He knows you.

"I love you, Red."

"I love you, Bubbles."

⬇️PLAYLIST BASED ON FIC⬇️

[cheeseeatingtrashmonster]

Who Said That Every Wish Chapter 1: Before

After Felix finds out his father has been researching the Heroes of Paris, he digs a little further. He didn't expect everything to change. Curiosity didn't kill the cat, but what will it do to the turtle?

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“Who said that every wish

Would be heard and answered

When wished on the morning star?”

- “Rainbow Connection”

/*****/

“I want to quit. I don’t want to be a soldier anymore.”

Carapace looked stunned for a moment, then angry. "The city needs you. The team needs you. You can't just leave."

"I can't keep doing this anymore," Chat Noir said, shoulders hunching forward, a contrast to his usual confident, exaggerated posture. "The battles keep getting worse, the choices we make are too hard."

"That just means you're needed even more."

Chat shook his head. "It means I shouldn't be the one making the decisions."

"That's so selfish, dude," Carapace said, crossing his arms. Chat flinched as if the words stung. "I can't believe you. So what, you just quit?"

"Yeah." Chat Noir's voice was getting quieter with every word until Carapace was forced to lip read. "You guys'll be better off without me."

/*****/

The Previous Tuesday

"Nice of you to show up," Chat Noir said, dodging a cantaloupe.

"Nice to see you too, Kitty," Ladybug said. "It would be nicer if I had gotten to eat lunch before rushing out here, but looks like fruit salad might be an option."

"If you eat melons thrown by an akuma supervillain and then restore everything with Miraculous Cure, will the digesting melons disappear from your stomach?" Chat asked. He looked around them and spotted something. He made eye contact with Ladybug and grinned. She rolled her eyes as he parkour-ed up into a tree.

"’Sneaky cat in a tree’ is not a real move, Chat. And I… don't know about the melons. And now I don't want to find out." She swung herself onto the roof of a nearby house.

"Punny Chat would have eaten the melons without thinking about it. Would you have preferred that to me pointing it out?" Chat Noir said. He peeked out of the branches at the melon-throwing enemy. "I think the akuma's in his apron, but I haven’t gotten close enough to be sure."

"Don't be grumpy, Grumpy Chat," Ladybug said, yoyo spinning like a shield. "You didn't stop being my favorite just because I'm dating your twin."

"I miss the old days, back when you weren't dating my brother and the world didn't know there are two Chat Noirs."

Ladybug rolled her eyes. "I take full responsibility for the dating part, but you're the one that decided that one Chat dating meant telling the world there’s two of you." She took a run at the akuma before retreating in a shower of melons. They tried a combined attack, Chat shielding Ladybug, but they still couldn't get close enough.

Chat flipped open his baton with a growl, looking at the map of Paris. "Where is-"

"Sorry, sorry!" Carapace flipped off his flying hoverboard shell and landed next to his partners. "I couldn't get away, and then-"

"I don't care," Chat said. "Use your shield, get us close enough to take this guy's apron."

"S-sorry." Carapace tried to will himself not to blush. "Hey, Grumpy."

"You don't know if I'm Grumpy Chat. I could be Punny Chat." He didn't spare Carapace a glance as he deflected more melons.

“You know I can tell you two apart, right?”

"Can we get on with the fight?" Ladybug asked, gesturing towards the akumatized man cackling and yelling about declining melon sales. "Some of us have stuff to do."

"Right." Carapace called up his power, surrounding the three of them in a shield. They ran as one towards the the akuma victim, who had the intelligence to run from them. He didn't get far. As they reached him, Carapace dropped his shield, Chat knocked the man's feet out from under him, and Ladybug yanked the apron from his chest.

"Bye bye little butterfly!" she called. They didn't even wait for the cleansed butterfly to flap off into the sky before fist bumping.

"I'm late for class," Chat Noir said. He bowed to Ladybug. "Always a pleasure, Buggy." He straightened up and nodded at Carapace. "I didn’t mean ‘I don’t care.’ That was a poor choice of words, and I’m sorry. It sounded like you were about to reveal a bit too much of your identity, and I wanted to keep you safe. Be more carefully, Shelly. We need you out there. Good work today." He turned and planted his baton, shooting himself into the air before leaning forward to land on a roof. He ran from there, disappearing into the skyline.

"Was that a good thing? A bad thing? Does he like me?" Carapace asked, staring in the direction Chat had gone.

"He's… That's just how he is. It doesn't mean anything when he acts like that," Ladybug said, using her yoyo as an actual yoyo.

"So… he nothings me?"

Ladybug winced at how far Carapace's face fell. "No! He likes having you on the team! You two work together really well."

"But I still don't have a shot with him, right?"

Ladybug clapped him on the shoulder. "Who knows? I never expected to fall for his brother."

Carapace nodded. "I guess. How's that go-" His miraculous beeped, cutting him off.

"I'll tell you later. Head to class," Ladybug said. "I'll get this guy back to his fruit stand."

Carapace hopped on his shell and flew towards school. He needed to grab lunch before returning to school. Thankfully there was a place down the block he liked. He wondered idly about the fact that Chat had been heading in this direction, but dismissed the idea that they went to school together pretty quickly. He could spot the object of his affections without a mask, right?

/*****/

Felix walked into class like he owned the concept of mathematics. The teacher rolled his eyes but didn't comment. Felix sank into the last row with Nathaniel with a sense of relief he didn't dare show.

"I can't believe you made me take this class," Felix growled, pulling his notebook from his bag.

"More math won't hurt you," Nathaniel said. "I saved you something to eat." He placed a paper bag on Felix's desk. "Now take notes so I can finish this commission."

Felix took notes on autopilot, letting his mind wander to the book in his bag. With Carapace's help, battles were on average shorter in the past year. That meant more reading time for Felix. And more ballet time. And daydreaming time. Daydreaming time was starting to bleed into note taking time when Nath leaned over.

"I notice someone's not in class. So where is he?"

Felix hadn't realized his eyes were roaming around the classroom until Nathaniel spoke.

"Who?"

"Don't play that game with me," Nath whispered back. He hunched down towards his sketchbook a little further, hair brushing the desk. "I don't ask 'who' when you make comments about my crush."

"You really should, with taste that bad," Felix said. The conversation paused while Felix raised his hand to answer the question on the board.

"Chloe's your friend," Nath hissed, almost laying his torso flat against the desk.

Felix choked on his response. Nath glanced up to see what had caused the reaction and started chuckling.

"Shut up, Tomato Boy."

Nino apologized for being late and slid into his seat between Alya and Adrien.

"I do have to say," Nath said, ignoring the nickname/insult, "no one else in class has had a crush as long as you have. Marinette moved on from Adrien, Kim got over Chloe, even Mylene and Ivan broke up for a few months a few years ago. Maybe your dedication would mean something to him. I still say you should try to-"

"Nath, I will follow through on my threat to tell Chloe about your drawings of her as all the miraculous heroes."

Nathaniel quieted down for the rest of class, but Felix knew it was only a matter of time. The longer Nathaniel had known about Felix's crush, the more Nathaniel pushed Felix to do something about it.

In the hall after class, Felix pulled Nathaniel aside.

"I know you mean well, but please just let me be with the whole…" Felix hated that he felt his face heating, "Nino thing."

Nathaniel nodded. "Okay. I think you have a shot, but okay."

Felix shook his head. "He's liked someone for a while now, according to Adrien. Just let it go."

Adrien and Nino watched Felix and Nathaniel from across the hall.

"What's up with them?" Nino asked, flipping through his phone for the perfect playlist for study hall.

"Felix won't admit to anything," Adrien said, leaning close, "but I think… maybe they're… dating?"

Nino snorted. "I doubt that." He lifted one headphone to his ear, confirming that he had the song he wanted queued up.

"Why do you say that?" Adrien asked.

Nino froze, eyes darting to Felix and back to Adrien. "Uh, no… no reason. Let's get to the library."

Adrien started in on another monologue about the wonder that was Ladybug, and Nino let himself release a small sigh of relief. Felix liked him. He had known for a couple years, and still wasn't sure what to do about it. Nino opened his texts and scrolled to "In Case of Emergency.”

Nino: this is your daily reminder that felix, for reasons unknown, is crushing on me. and i still think you should tell me wtf to do about that

In Case of Emergency: I still cannot make that decision for you. He's a good person, if prickly. Treat him well. Do whatever you know to be right.

Nino: dude you are no help

"Who are you texting?" Adrien asked. They claimed a table and pulled out their textbooks.

"A friend." He put his phone in his pocket. "Did you understand that lesson this morning?"

/*****/

Felix knocked on his father's office door that afternoon. He knew Nathalie was at her weekly book club or Krav Maga class, whichever was on Tuesdays, but he was surprised his father didn't answer, if only to tell him to go away.

"Father?" Felix opened the heavy door and stepped inside. No one was there. He walked around to see that the design program was still up and running on his father's computer. He should be back soon then, wherever he was. Felix checked the table next to his father's standing desk for his permission slip for his ballet lessons. He sifted through designs he didn't care about, budget reports he really didn't care about, but stopped when he got to a handful of blurry, dark photographs. Out of curiosity, he picked up a few and flipped through them. They were of an animal in a dark alley, a person standing on a roof, a- wait. Wait a minute. That was-

"Felix? What are you doing?"

Felix froze. He could all but feel the cat ears he currently didn't have perking to attention. He forced himself to turn slowly to face his father, holding up the pictures for him to see.

"I was looking for my permission slip. What are these?"

"I believe those are Chat Noir," Gabriel said, taking the pictures from Felix. "It looks like him, doesn't it?"

"Sort of," Felix said, squinting at the picture that had triggered his realization. "Smaller though, maybe?"

"Younger," Gabriel said. He replaced the pictures and pulled Felix's permission slip from the mess of paper. "Did you know, some people think they saw Chat Noir up to a year before Stoneheart?"

More than a year, Felix thought. I started about five months before Mom went missing. "Interesting. I always assumed he and Ladybug were a pair. I certainly hadn't heard of either of them before Stoneheart."

"Yes, that seems to be the consensus," Gabriel said. He started rearranging things on his computer screen as he talked. "But if Chat Noir was here first… that does narrow down who he could be." He shook his head. "Both of them, I mean. That was quite the press conference last month. Two individuals splitting the burden of Chat Noir's mantle? I certainly never guessed."

Felix hummed in response, looking over the permission slip as if there was anything to look at other than the signature at the bottom.

"If you're going upstairs, please tell Adrien that his departure time tomorrow is earlier than we originally thought. Nathalie has the details."

It wasn't until Felix was doing homework that night that it occurred to him that normal people generally had no reason to research Chat Noir so thoroughly. There were identity theorists, sure, but that sounded nothing like Gabriel Agreste. What was his father up to?

/*****/

Carapace paced the ridge of the roof, muttering to himself. "Hey, Chat! No, that sounds too generic. Hello, Chat Noir. Too formal. Sup, Cat Man?"

"Would you like me to circle the block, let you decide on which greeting to use?"

Carapace jumped and almost fell off the roof, scrambling for a foothold.

"Dude! Don't sneak up on me like that! We should make you wear a-"

"A bell?" Chat reached under his chin to ding the accessory. "Did you know that when house cats wear bells on their collars, they become even more deadly as hunters because they're forced to learn to work around it?"

"Uh, that's kinda- I mean, you're totally a deadly hunter already! Uh, wait, no, not deadly. And you don't hunt. You do the opposite, and keep everyone safe! So, really, you're a terrible hunter."

Chat laughed. "Relax, Shelly." He stretched for a moment, eyes closed and arms extended over his head. It did nothing for Carapace’s composure. “Let’s go.”

They started running their patrol route. Carapace ran instead of flying. It was a different feeling, and an enjoyable one, but that's not why he did it.

"So, how was your… book? You like books. You told me that. I don't know what book I'm talking about because you won't tell me that, but-"

"Would you seriously chill?" Chat Noir leapt from one building to the next and did a shoulder roll. "It's a Tuesday night. Not a high-crime night for this side of town, so let's just enjoy the run."

Carapace would never admit it, but he was glad for the excuse to not talk. When he talked, he could feel every word putting more distance between them. When they ran, jumped, fought… it was nice. Running was also a good excuse to watch Chat without worrying about being accused of staring or being weird. The effortless grace Chat Noir exuded in all he did was entrancing. Carapace had always noticed this, from the first battles. He had been one of the few people in the city to suspect there were two people acting as Chat Noir. He had spent so much time watching the way Chat moved those first few months, that when Punny Chat had joined the team, he had noticed pretty quickly. Punny Chat was excellent as Chat Noir, but it wasn't the same. They moved differently. Becoming part of the team himself had confirmed it. Getting to know Grumpy Chat had been the best thing to ever happen to him.

"Do you remember those first few weeks after you joined?" Chat asked when they paused on a roof to look at the city lights.

"I was just thinking about it, actually," Carapace said, spinning the rounded side of his shield on his palm. "Why?"

"I was thinking of how mad Buggy got when you said something like, 'We'll get Hawkmoth. I'll do whatever I can to make sure of it.'"

Carapace made a snorting, giggling sound that would land in the top 20 of his list of "Embarrassing Things I've Done in Front Of Chat Noir". "She took that so wrong. Like I meant you guys hadn't been trying hard or couldn't do it without me."

Chat Noir lowered himself to sit with his legs dangling off the roof. "She told me she was worried that because you had the miraculous of the current Guardian, you would see yourself as the leader and try to boss her around."

Carapace sat with him, shaking his head. "Anyone who would want to tell Ladybug how to do her job isn't worthy of a miraculous in the first place."

Chat Noir hummed in agreement, pulling one foot up to rest on the ledge of the roof. His chin plopped on his knee and his hands circled his leg. Carapace watched him try to twist the ring on his finger, watched it pull at the glove, not rotating beyond where his skin would stretch.

"Any more news from your kwami?" Carapace asked, nodding to the ring.

"The ring is still stuck. He still doesn't know why. Still doesn't know if I'll ever be free of this stupid thing."

Carapace watched the twisting grow faster, harsher.

"You don't seem to mind being Cat Man most of the time," he said, reaching out to pull on Chat's wrist until his hands fell away from each other to grip the edge of the roof.

"Most of the time, compared to the rest of my life, it feels freeing." He tipped his head back, staring at the dark, cloudy sky. "That first year really did feel like freedom. Just me, in the shadows. Helping. Fixing. Harnessing pure destruction to make changes. Even after Hawkmoth showed up…" He glanced at Carapace out of the corner of his eye. "Did you ever hear why we split my miraculous?"

"You said you were under a lot of stress," Carapace said. He didn't know why tonight was one of the rare nights that Chat was talkative, but he would take what he could get.

"Stressed is an understatement," Chat said. "There was a lot of family stuff going on. Punny needed some support in changing things and all of a sudden our time was filled, nearly every moment. Then there was trying to sneak away from adults, teachers, and Punny all the time to fight akumas. I sometimes… When I'm stressed, I sometimes don't eat enough. It doesn't occur to me to eat, and when it does, I have no appetite. I didn't realize it was a problem until I passed out in gym class. My kwami hadn't noticed it happening. When he figured it out, he was livid. He made me quit some after school activities, and when that didn't do enough, he decided I needed to share the miraculous. He decided without me, really. He flew out of my pocket when my brother was in the room and introduced himself. After the screaming stopped, and he explained himself…” Chat looked at Carapace without really seeing him. “I love being Chat Noir, but I don’t love it like he does.”

Chat turned back to face the growing darkness of the city.

“You okay?” Carapace asked. He started and stopped a new question a few times before giving up and repeating, “You okay?”

Chat shrugged. “Something on my mind, that’s all.”

“Anything I can do?” Carapace asked. He reached up to fiddle with his goggles, inspecting Chat’s every move.

“Probably not,” Chat shrugged. “It’s probably fine.” A moment later he whispered to himself, “It’s probably not him.”

/*****/

"Who's there?" Adrien called, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he squinted at the figure in is doorway.

"Sorry to wake you," Felix whispered, crawling in the other side of Adrien's bed. “But I just couldn’t sleep.”

"How was patrol?" Adrien asked, rolling to face Felix.

"Carapace let me ramble like an idiot," Felix said, pulling the pillow on his side into his chest.

Adrien's tone turned teasing. "I think he likes you."

"Ugh," Felix replied, rolling onto his back. "Father said something about your schedule to leave for Milan changing. I was supposed to pass along the message."

"Nathalie told me, thanks." Felix tried to tell Adrien about the pictures their father had. He tried to make the words form. Instead he said, "Do you think I'll ever be able to stop being Chat Noir?"

"Plagg says something can reverse it, even if he doesn't know what," Adrien said. His words were starting to slow with sleep. "I don't know if I ever want to stop, though. If you quit, do I have to? I want to stay with Ladybug."

"Go to sleep," Felix said. Maybe Adrien should have been Chat Noir to start with. That was something to think about.

Welcome to part 1 of the Take Me Home series!

This story has been in the works since March of 2018. This is my nelix-as-a-love-square passion project. This is part 1. There will be 3 major parts (that I have planned), including this one, with some shorter pieces in between. Some brief context for this AU before we get started:

Felix and Adrien are twins. Felix got the Black Cat Miraculous before Hawkmoth appeared. Once Hawkmoth appeared, Felix's miraculous was split in two so Plagg could occupy one ring or the other at a time and split the job of Chat Noir. (See edorazzi's twin AU for the inspiration for this (but there's only one Ladybug in mine)).

This was started months ago, as I said, so some things we now know in canon don't exist in this AU. Sapotis happened, but Nino and Chloe got their miraculouses under different circumstances than the show. No one knows who any of the heroes are, except Ladybug knows who Rena Rouge and Queen Bee are (but they don't feature heavily in this part). Carapace is part of the "full-time" hero group with Ladybug and Chat Noir. And Nathalie isn't working with Hawkmoth, just because.

And that's all I can think of! If anything's unclear, let me know and I'll add on to this note or mention it on a future chapter. I hope you enjoy! A big, BIG thanks to enbyred / @little-red-alchemist-of-doom​, my sister, my friend, my beta-reader, my favorite audience. I just wrote some words. You made this beautiful.

[staysuki]

I always love the depth of your answers 🥰

Now that I think of it, yes I did get the two thoughts mixed up 🥲 It was indeed slc that we discussed. I’m glad I semi-remembered that little detail tho lol.

What you said about EHALOJ resonated with me. My upbringing wasn’t blessed by wealth either, although our situations are different to y/n it still holds that significance in her origins that we can see in ourselves. I understand why EHALOJ drew me to your stories in that sense other than the fact I think your so clever in how you write <3

👉🏼💭 tbh I wasn’t sure about this either... I was hoping you knew lmao but you pieced it together in your own way and that makes it all the more better. Surprise Surprise, I visualise your stories the exact same way. Down to the cut, the scene change, I picture camera angles, lighting, a whole clarity of cinematic imagery. It’s odd because it really is as though I’m watching seasonal episodes even through text format. It’s really incredible and the fact that you can do that for me speaks volumes.

As for the last one— would you like me to write a list ma’am? 📄✍️

~ Lovegame anon 💘

we stan depth.

and yes, i'm glad it resonates with others. although i do often over exaggerate certain themes in my fics to make it more enticing and entertaining, the fact that it's somewhat rooted in reality and things that i have good knowledge on doesn't change. i think it's because of that that i can write it well.

💭 that's honestly my secret technique actually. i get lots of praises for dialogue and banter in my SMAUs but the way i do it is that i write the texts as if they're talking face-to-face. if you look at it too deeply, you'll notice that in my SMAUs, people don't normally talk in text like that, as in including filler words like "uhhh" and cut off sentences like "so—", but i try to mask it and make it look quick paced to make the witty banter read naturally like it's irl.

JSHSJSHS honestly the last one would have to be SLC. the amount of criminal activities i had to research for that one is concerning 🤓