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#🧩.my cutie cupcake
patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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Sweet little Patchy wearing a cute, ruffled apron, dusting with a feather duster while the marranitos finish baking to surprise Hanta when he gets home from patrol. You just want him to have a taste of home since he's been feeling down lately, but as soon as he opens the door and sees you in that apron and smells the sweet scent of those cookies he's gathering you up in his arms to pepper your pretty face with kisses and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, "Cada diํa te quiero mas."
First of all, Cupcake, this is adorable and I need a second to cry about it please and thank you.
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SECONDLY!
Yes, to all of this, this is all extremely accurate to how I want it to be. I wanna wear the pretty frilly aprons and run around daily as I clean and dust the whole place. Fold his laundry and making sure its all neatly put away so he doesn't have to worry about it on the weekends.
I wanna cook and bake all sorts of yummy meals and desserts for him to come home to, make him bentos to take for lunch while on patrol or dropping them off at the hero agency. Surprising him because I never said I was going to do so that morning, telling him instead "to go get take out for lunch today" and then here I am, waiting by his office with a picnic basket with lunch for two.
And I wanna drop by YOUR place and give you all sorts of flowers and goodies for the gift you have just given me, this is so sweet! I cannot thank you enough for this, I really can't! 💛💛💛
though perhaps expect a lil inbox surprise, a gift for a gift
I just wanna do all the lovely wifey things, I do I do I do 💛
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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Sweet and soft Miss Patchy 🥹💛 talking to you always makes me so happy
Awww my adorable saccharine Cupcake!! I ALSO love talking to you because you give me the warm fuzziness all over!
I like to think and imagine we're spending an afternoon together baking, organizing snacks, and making strawberry lemonade while Denki and Sero set up a backyard movie theater for us to enjoy
Complete with fairy lights and tons of blankets and pillows - on wooden pallets, we don't wanna get all that stuff dirty after all - and we just pile onto it and enjoy a night of comfort movies
And yeah! 💛💛
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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I ship you with Sero and Bokuto, of course!
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Well..... goodness Cupcake... such a sure statement you made. And it makes me all blushy thinking you would, without QUESTION, ship me with either of them
I just.... AHHHHH
Thank you 🥺💛
Of course I ship you with Kaminari. Like anytime I see ANYTHING that involves him I think of you 💛💛
let's ship each other with 2D men
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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Miss Patchy, oh noble potion peddler, my heart has been captured by Denki Kaminari. Please, do you have a potion to make him notice me?
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Sweet traveler, I find it strange one as lovely as you seems to think they would be forgotten or unnoticed by those who have captured your heart. Perhaps it is the nature of their work to be surrounded by people, and you in turn just want a moment in their spotlight. 
Drops of Sunlight would the potion I recommend to you. A shake of this small vial will cause the golden liquid to turn as bright as the sun itself, perfect to gain the attentions of your heart.
But unlike most potions, where you ingest the contents in some form, this works best if left on the skin. Drinking sunlight is never a good idea. But if you do as I say, your beauty will be so radiant it will shine far brighter than those around you.
If you so choose to do as I say.
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Ink on a paper, alongside the scribbles of your quill, that was the only sound that could hear from within your little sanctum. Only briefly would your sighs or murmured words break that silence as you furiously tried to finish the written piece you were currently working on; to the point where your mug of tea had gone cold.
Your short stories do not themselves after all. That was what you kept muttering to yourself as you huddled yourself away from the world; your deadline ever looming closer. And really, what better time could you write than this? Not only was the spring air, with your hawthorn buds and baby’s breath in bloom in your small garden before you, but the sun was finally shining brightly overhead.
And, well, your muse was back.
A faithful knight to the crown, Kaminari Denki had been a part of this court for almost as long as you had. Though your roles meant you could never truly get to spend much time in the presence of the other; he often was away for weeks at a time doing whatever adventure was needed of him and his fellow brethren.
And you were a lady, meant only to stay within the stone walls covered in ivy, with your words your only sense of comfort and adventure you could ever hope to find and achieve. You were grateful that you were able to change to allow your writing to be published, to begin with, and for your tales to be as successful as they were, though you always longed for the scenarios your write to become true.
Especially when it came to romance. The scenarios you wrote always made so many fawn and sigh in delight over the declarations and acts of love you so passionately wrote about; praising you for how realistic the emotions were. But really, you had Kaminari to thank for such praises. His charm and humor made you swoon, and the smile he gave to others - both playful and sweet - made your heart fall for him; unable to even try to stop it. 
You could remember the first time he gave you one of the soft and sweet smiles when you managed to capture his attention by opening your sanctum’s large window into the tiny garden your home resided by. You could remember the way your heart fluttered when a small wave accompanied that marvelous smile; and then how it nearly stopped beating when he walked over to give you a ‘hello’.
You longed for another interaction like that, to have the chance to speak to him again. But every time you went to open your window to gain his attention once more, a woman’s giggle would reach your ears. You would watch him walk across the stone pathway with a woman or two would be at his side; they would be clinging to him as they walked, never once looking in the direction of your sanctum. Thus causing you to let go of your window’s latch and watch, wishing you could have the same opportunity.
To be able to be seen by him again.
You suppose your desperation to have that moment again was why you went and got that potion, the one that seem to sit so heavy around your neck, from that peddler that appear out of nowhere. You were willing to throw caution in the wind, like many a heroine in your stories, to get rid of your apparent cure of invisibility.
And now today would be the most perfect time to use it. Kaminari was, after all, lounging in the garden and strumming his lute as he was so oft to do whenever he came back from a long journey; hours on end if you were lucky enough. 
You just needed the strength to finally pull yourself away from your quill and ink, to stop over rationalizing the excuse of a deadline, and take the plunge. Not only would this give you a chance of a romantic scenario you so often wrote about, but it could also give you further inspiration to write more of them.
With a deep breath, you pulled at the golden chain that sat around your neck, fishing out the potion that lay underneath your dress. You turned away from your window, not wanting to possibly watch what you were about to do. You took a deep sigh as you gaze at the golden liquid in the small canister, hoping it would do as the witch told you it would. 
You swallowed, and vigorously shook your hand to activate the drops of sunlight like you were instructed to do; having to briefly shield your eyes from the blinding light it produced once you did so. Once it was more tolerable you carefully squeezed the rubber head of the dropper and carefully untwisted it from the canister; allowing you a few drops to place on your skin. 
You rubbed it briefly between your fingertips before dabbing it lightly over your cheekbones, allowing the gentle warmth to fill your face; feeling the glow it left behind. You smiled, the radiant feeling of beauty you could feel in your entire being. It gave you the confidence to finally open your window and gain the knight of your affection’s attention.
You had to try and hide your smile when you saw that it worked, that Kaminari’s head tilted in your direction in curiosity; having his fingers cease their beautiful strumming. You had to act natural, and sit yourself back down in your plush chair, as you saw him cast aside his instrument to stand and walk toward you.
It did not take him long to finally reach your window, his long legs made quick work of it all, as he tapped your window politely to gain your attention with that same sweet smile you had long to see once again.
“Hello m’lady. Enjoying the wonderful weather as well?” Kaminari inquired, leaning himself again on your window sill.
“O-oh yes!” You agreed, fiddling with your quill out of nervousness “The spring has certainly been kind to us this year.”
“Yes, I agree” Kaminari nodded his eyes moving to scan the gardens before they landed on you once more, head tilting in slight confusion  “I apologize, I hope I don’t come across as rude, but you look a little different.”
You do your best to feign confusion at his statement, trying not to let that mirthful smile to appear once more on your face as your giddiness buzzed throughout your body. You mimic his head tilted, blinking wide eyes up at him.
“Different, you say? May I ask you how?” 
“I’m not sure…” He mumbled out, eyes scanning your face to find some clue “Just different somehow…”
Before you could respond back in kind, to try and make a witty rebuttal over his choice of words, he surprised you with the brush of his fingertips against your cheek; bruising aside a few strands of hair that lay there; taking a moment run this thumb over your cheekbone. 
“I guess I’ve been gone too long, because your pretty face just seems to shine brighter than normal.”
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It appears you did not need my potion after all…. strange. You may still keep it, I am true to my word, and perhaps it may be able to help you in other ways in the future. Maybe even for creativity purposes. Oh, and another word of advice, use rose water to wash those drops of sun away; it will lead to less irritation on your skin.
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Do you want to take a chance on a failing traveler's potion?
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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💌 another ask game as cute as you are, Miss Patchy!!!
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WAAAHHH Cupcake please! I can't handle being known as cute! It'll go to my head! But I do like this, and you, and wanna be soft with you so I shall allow it! And I shall store you lil love letter in where I store my favorite recipes! 💛💛
flour dusting the air and cloths, loud giggles and squeals of delight, kisses peppering across your face, fun cute socks, cold lemonade on a warm day, the accidental shock when touching someone's hand/arm, sweet whispers of hello, soft tiny smiles when no one sees.
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send me an 💌 and i’ll tell you what you remind me of!
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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There, I fixed it. No more self deprecation, Miss Patchy.
ITS A FAAAAAACCCCCCCCTTTTTTT
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But... thank you my darling. It's so sweet of you to call me out like this.
Even.... even if it makes me pout
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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Don't be so hard on yourself, Miss Patchy, you're doing amazing and you're a wonderful person with a beautiful soul ❤️
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When I say thank you bby, I really mean it! I adore you and thank you for always being so sweet 🥺💛
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