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#I WAS GONNA DO BOTH PROMPTS BUT..... yknow <3 lazy
s1x-foot-deep · 2 years
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CONCEPT.......roulxe, burgerpants, and spamton bowling OR fishing together. consider it
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BOYS DAY GONE WRONG
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drowninginblox · 3 years
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Thrown into It
Part: 1,2,3,4,5, 6, 7, 8
Part 9: Titles at Momo’s
How the fuck did I get here? We were just going over math damn it. Why did we have to train my powers? It’s not like I’m gonna be a pro hero! I’m not main character material after all. Have you seen what I'm packing? All bone and fat. No muscle to this bitch. “Y/n! Cmon! Keep your head out of the clouds!” Ochako called from the front. I can only nod my head and try not to faint. Right now me and the main character gang are walking to Momo’s house. Apparently this is an impromptu sleepover. Momo told us that she’ll cover everything we needed so now we’re just walking. Don't worry the cast dragged me to the local train station before hand and Inko was cool with this somehow. What even is this? “Y/n? Are you alright?” I hear before Tenya- fuck I mean Iida nudge me. It’s so weird acting like a stranger to people you already know. “Oh, um.. Y-yeah just a little.. I don't know how to explain it? Anxious?” I try to look at him but his straight laced demeanor and overall physic is intimidating in itself. “There is nothing to worry about though! Surely Midoryia has told you that we are trustworthy!” He declares while chopping his hand around. I try to hold in my laugh but fail miserably. “Did I do something funny?!” He shouts defensively while chopping more. Fuck its just as funny in person-. I feel eyes fall on me as I just keep laughing. “I-oh holly crap- fuckin give me a minute holy shit-” I takes deep breaths while the group mumbles something about me being weird. “S-sorry- Just.. The fucking hand chops kill me- you remind me of C3PO..” I whip a tear from my eye but when I focus back on the group they all look clueless as to what I was saying. “Um.. Y’know? Star Wars?” I prompt but all look just as clueless. Does this universe not have star wars? “What's that?” Tsuyu asks with a small kero. I couldn't only stare. “Just the greatest movie franchise to grace the planet! Yknow- fuckin-” I cover my mouth and inhale deeply. “Luke, I am your father!” They all glance at each other. “Y/n is it something from your home?” I feel my eye twitch but give up. “Yeah it is, and it's amazing.” I sigh. “What might it be about?” Tokoyami asks. His eyes widened at my overwhelming joy. Midoryia chuckles and smiles along with me. “Now you did it-” Before tonight Izuku made the mistake of asking me who my favorite hero was.
The rest of the journey was me basically explaining all of star wars to them without giving the major spoilers. At some points they had to smack me since in my excitement I was babbling nonsense. Ochako, Tsuyu, and Momo seemed to be the most invested in it from what I could tell. “Does the princess ever go home?” Ochoko questions. Momo interrupts me with a pointer finger. “There it is!”  She announces at the sight of the gates. She runs up ahead of us and speaks into the microphone. Not even two minutes later and the gate opens up to us, two white golf carts not too far behind. “Dude how rich are you..?” I mumble into the open air. She only laughs. I turned to Ochoko, then to Izuku, both of whom shook to the core over how long the driveway was. “My goodness! You have golf carts too Yaoyorozo?” Tenya acquires when two while golf carts pull up to the gate. The fuck even is this bull shitery? “Only for when I’m lazy.” She defends before hopping on the back of one of the carts. We all follow suit and within a few minutes we are in front of a behemoth of a mansion. “Welcome home everyone!” She cheers. The carts come to stop at her front door and holy fuck I am too intimidated to move. 
Everyone gets out of the carts while me and Ochoko take in the sight that is Momo’s home. It was larger than my house, that's for sure. It was also weastern, made of what looked like marble with stone accents near the front door and side of the house. The windows were large and peaking from the roof were two brick chimneys. “Are you two going to stay there all night?” Tenya called with what looked like a cocky smile. “Oh shush Mr. My brother is a pro hero!” I called playfully. His cheeks flashes a bright red and turns to Midorya while I slowly get up, help a dazed Ochoko in the process, and make my way to the front door. Izuku was mumbling about every small detail while Tsu and Tokoyami were notably quiet through this whole ordeal. Momo turned to us and smiled. “My mother and Father are out of town, visiting friends and the likes, so we have the whole house to ourselves!” She rings the doorbell and not even a second later, it opens to a maid. I could feel my face heat up at the sight of any of the main characters in that outfit like that, even though it wasn't that revealing. “Y/n are you okay?” Tokoyami asks about my flushed face but I just cough it off. “Oh my! Are you catching something?” Momo asks before turning to the maid. “Please get them some hot chocolate and hot tea! Also prepare my room with extra blankets, clothes, and pillows.” The young woman bows before walking away from us. “You didn't have to-! I'm not sick!” I tried but I was silenced by Momo rushing to me and covering my forehead with her hand. I jumped at how close we were. “You're burning up! C'mon! You can have a guest room.” She makes some medical masks for the group but Tsu backs me up. “Momo I think you’re overreacting.. Kero.” But she doesn't stop to hear reason, only dragging me through her maze of a house and shoving me into a room. “There should be a maid coming. Once she’s here she’ll give you something to wear.” And before I could say anything she closed the door. What the fuck. Why the fuck. I thought this was the training arch not the filler episode. I swear to god if one of the boys walks in on me changing I will murder. 
Thank god that wasn't the case. A maid got me some silk jammies and directed me to another room. It wasn't until I walked in did I realize it was Momo’s room. And holy crap was she a hero fan damn- I’m talking hero’s of all shapes and sizes. Ethnicities and races. Genders of all kinds. Some of the posters were black and white while others were neon and vibrant. All were framed and signed on the wall parallel to the door. “Holy-” I started but Momo caught me. “Y/n! It's good to see you out first!” She says just loud enough from her king size canopy bed. Her bedroom- in length- was the size of me and Midoryia’s rooms connected and then some. On the wall to my right were instruments, a desk, and cubicles for storage while the rest of the room was empty. Well scratch that, there was a rug. But it was small and a bright white, a needed contrast with the equally white was and dark floors. “Yeah.. um.. How do you know my size..?” I ask while motioning to my pjs. She laughs lightly. “Cmon! Come sit on my bed!” OKAY just leave me in the dark on that creepy fact then. Wordlessly I wander to the bed and take a sit right beside her. “So Y/n, tell me about yourself.” I glance up at her and play with my hair. “I'm not that interesting, trust me.” She waves a hand dismissively. “Oh please! There must be more to you than your quirk! I know I’m more than mine!” She assures. I kick my legs and think for a moment. “I'm a big nerd. I love fantastical worlds, and possibilities that probably won't happen. For better or worse.” I say with a nervous chuckle. “Really?” She asks. I nod and humor her. “YEah- I uh.. I write, draw, sing, creative stuff mostly. But I don’t think I’m that creative honestly.” She loosens her posture. “Well then, prove it!” I jumped at her request. “O-Oh um- I don't think-” 
“Madam, the other guests are ready!” A maid calls after a knock. Momo sighs “Let them in then!” With that the maid from before lets in the rest of the group, all in t-shirts and pajama pants/ shorts. Aside from Iida. He has a classic set of pajamas and a nightcap to go with the ensemble. “Thank you so much for the pj’s Momo!” Ochoko says with a smile, rushing up to us and hugging her in gratitude. “Oh it’s no problem at all.” “What were you guys talking about kero?” Tsuyu prompts. “Oh-” Momo starts but i cut her off. “Oh nothing interesting!” She glances at me and lightly slaps my arm. “Nonsense. Y/n was just telling me about their hobbies. Apparently they write and do art!” Tokoyami perks at this. “What do you write L/n?” I scratch the back of my neck “Ahahahaha- wouldn’t you like to know..” Tenya’s eyes narrow. “Certainly nothing unsavory? Right Y/n?” Fuck his glasses are reflecting light- f u c k. “Oh nooooo! Nothing like that. Mostly self indulgent romantic crap, some angst-“ Izuku gasped. “Y/n! You write angst!?” Of course Midorya’s the only one who knows that I’m talking about. “Strange. Why is your face a rose then?” Tokoyami teases. His tone says otherwise but that knowing glance is dangerous. “Ahahahaha- Tokoyami you jokester-” I get up close to him and say through my teeth. “You cant out me like this man-! Not here!” Over my shoulder I hear Ochoko laugh. “You remind me Jiro-chan, Y/n. She always gets flustered like this when she’s embarrassed.” I back up from Tokoyami and turn to the group. “Wait what?”
“Oh! You don't know Jiro, but she's so smart and talented.” Ochoko says. “Oh yeah, I know her.” I say casually but when I see Momo’s eyes widen I try to recover. “Me and my dad saw her on the TV. Y'know during UA’s annual sports festival. She had dangles on her ear lobes right?” I scratch the back of my neck for a moment to sell it. Thankfully Momo took the bait because she slowly nodded. “That’s her. She is very smart. Don’t underestimate her when you meet her.” Tyu nods. “What was her score on the midterms?”  Midorya hums for a moment. “I don't remember if she told us, but she was up there in ranking..” Before Izuku could go on a mumbling tangent, Iida inquired on the subject. “Seventh in class ranking I think.” The group hums in agreement before turning back to me. “What were you on about before Y/n?” I think a moment before remembering. “Oooh!” I snapped my fingers. I exhale a little at my idiocy. “I just forgot that you guys use titles normally. I was just a little confused.” Tenya’s glasses brightened in the light. Crap. “Shouldn’t you have researched on Japanese culture before you came to Japan Y/n?” He gets up close to me as he says that. “Uhh well.. yasee- I was kind of in a rush to get here and I don't have a phone anymore.. My dad thought it would be a great idea to take away my phone before I go to a whole ‘nother country soooo..” Great job Y/n. Nothing like feeding into the idiot father trope. Dad would be so proud of your creative genius. “And I've been so busy with school and my room..”
“Wow.” the group mumbles. “YEeeeah.. Not the brightest bulb.” I mumble dryly. “Well, surely we can teach you a few things.” Midorya counters. “No one is hopeless unless they don't bother to try! And you want to try don't you?” He says with that signature baby boy smile. I laugh a little at that bright fire in his eyes. That want to help is gonna make him a great hero one day. “Of course! If you guys can teach me that is.” I looked over at the group. Collectively they nod. Que the anime montage.
I was woken up by Midoya at twelve. Am not pm mind you. Momo was kicking us out. “I’m sorry! My parents just called and said they were on their way back home as we speak!” She defended sadly as me and Midorya were finishing up getting our shoes back on. Apparently because of my sleeping habits, Midorya had to watch all of his other friends leave until it was just him and Momo alone in her house together. “Dude, it's okay. Calm down.” I said with a slightly worried smile. Midorya was patiently waiting for me outside with a new duffle bag of his clothes for the night before and some new ones that Momo gave him this morning. “It was an honor staying here for the night Yaoyorozo-sama.” I say with a bow once both my shoes are on. She gasps, a light blush covering her cheeks from the title. But she smiles nonetheless. “It is an honor to meet you too, Y/n-san. And please, call me Momo.” She says with a smile, bowing after. We both rise and I smile back to her before walking out the door. “Y/n-chan, what took you so long?” Midorya asked. “Nothin. Just telling Momo thank you. And chan? Really?” He laughs. “What? Don't like being babied?”
“Oh screw you.”
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multiples of three + the other factor to get that number (example bc i cant explain things: 6 + 2 (bc 3*2 = 6) = 8) also 17 :)
ohh worm thanks for that example it helps a lot! and thanks for the arithmatic prompt, i for sure enjoy that
4: are you self-conscious of your smile?
yeah a bit!! it’s not too huge a deal b/c i tend to forget in the moment anyways, but i'm trying to gradually unlearn it too 
8: what’s your favorite planet?
woop this just came in from someone else so for this one i’ll say earth of course and then the other one gets the “besides earth, obviously” answer
11: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
well besides that blue my second choice would be a real similar-saturation of a light pink. i myself am very pink undertones so it wouldn’t be a great look really but idc and also i don’t expect to ever actually dye it any color
16: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have absolutely no obligations?
i have no obligations ever really.......like IDEALLY obviously i like to draw but. i very rarely.......am drawing..........and like, yknow, watch a movie or smthing i guess i-dea-lly.........bake something?? idea lee? i’m not sure like. frankly historically Me Being Nice To Myself involves like, going out and about on my own so that i can like, do stuff, and be around people. in college all the time i went to the coffee shop on the corner not so much for the coffee as for like, going there to sit on my own and do the stuff i’d do on my own, but while being Around People. and i tend to be talk-starved so anytime i could go out to be there with friends would be great If it was a group who i could talk with and not end up third-wheeling (i was usually third wheeling *D: emoji*)
17: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
myer briggs well first of all stuff like introvert/extrovert and thinking/feeling logic vs emotion dichotomies Aren’t Real or even useful, and now every single time i just think about mafee being like “i’m an introvert actually :/” while taylor and ben are quietly amused. which, as billions associations go, is not very cursed. but the curse is [having one zillion inescapable Associations With Billions]
zodiac sign i am a Dog woof woof wats for lunch lol
hogwarts house liiike i mean i say either slytherin or hufflepuff but Probably hufflepuff 
18: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
this is really a tough one actually lmao......besides not reading many Books in recent yrs it’s like. it’s hard to think of ones i Reaaaallyyyy liked.......i mean biiiig throwback but in middle school i coincidentally discovered and ended up reading all the john bellairs books at the middle school library, which are horror and like, pretty Gothic and just really managed to capture a tone of genuine dread and danger lot of the time. the mummy the will and the crypt (i think??) and the spell of the sorcerer’s skull were big faves. most all the books involved some Latent Evil Magic Force Curse Entity starting to return, and i remember in the former there was uhh, the evil entity was something which could transform into anything, including like, a shadow / pool of moonlight on the floor, and the only way to detect its proximity was through holding a candle and the flame would turn blue if it was close, and like, i remember there was this part where the 10-ish yr old protagonist and his pal were sort of lost in the dark in the rain and some guy in a raincoat talks to them and they run into his body later and it’s all husk-ified (the mummy, i guess) and that’s what happens if the evil entity Gets you. and in the climax of the book the protagonist is just entirely alone in the recently abandoned mansion in which this Entity kinda resides.....it was all Intense. and in the latter book the protagonist’s adult neighbor friend just vanishes and it’s some Curse thing where another evil shadow killer creature is like, gonna be this friend’s Doom if they don’t find him, and idk there was some part midway through where protagonist child is on a train trying to go to this town where the missing friend might be and then starts having this vision of Evil Skeleton Passenger staring at him while he’s paralyzed and then another vision past that involving going into this abandoned eviller shack and like, obviously my descriptions are shit but the books i always felt like did a great job of giving the sense that there’s this very threatening and oppressive Enemy which is both lurking in the peripheral but also at times like, more immediate so that it feels like there’s a dangerous confrontation / near misses. i also always remember this one scene from another book where the kid character is in the back of a car being driven by the Wizard Adults at night, and these headlights start tailing them though they’re going down back roads and stuff, and the adults get real tense and like, nothing much happens except for the sense of Impending Danger Tension increasing, and they lose it via a bridge with the ol Cross Running Water lore.......and like the kid does Nothing but a) all the books have younger protags (with the eldest being a few books about older teens / 20somethings) who are friends (or adopted in the case with the Wizard Adults) by older people like, 60s or 70s or so, and as a kid i was more comfortable around adults than other kids and especially people in that 60+ age range, so that was cool, but the kids in these books actually feel like they’re kids in that the adults are actually like, looking out for them and stuff, and while they inevitably Do end up doing more than a kid should reasonably do on their own, there’s also always plenty of scenes where just like, an adult will intervene and take care of shit. anyways they were really good and i’ve definitely read other books i like in the meantime but like, unfortunately it’s really hard to pick a book that i like really genuinely Flip for ykno
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