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streaminn · 11 months

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If no one is going to talk abt streamer Wednesday au then I guess I’ll just have to do it myself (I have a questions) (and scenario) (yes I searched up the tag to have more things to say) (not much wenclair tho)

What did Wednesday do after the massive ban (who’s her moderator btw ? Eugene ?) ? Like, did she just stare in disappointment at chat ? Told them that Enid is really important to her ? Had a talk with them abt Outcasts discrimination ?

Wait are there any Outcasts in the chat ? How did they react to the rest of chat’s fear ? Did some of them agreed (those who are not werewolves) ?

(A bit unrelated but I have this little idea in my head that Outcasts can lowkey sense when someone else is an Outcast (reason why Wednesday trusted (? I need to rewatch the show) Tyler that quickly) but it’s not like « Oh ! This guy’s an Outcast ! » it’s more like « There’s something about this guy »)

What about Enid ? How did she react ? Did Wednesday even told her ? Or did she saw it somewhere ? (does this Enid watches Wednesday’s streams ? Like the replays or whatever idk how Twitch works)

Also, you said that Enid is kinda running herself ragged (does she have any days off ??) bc she feels guilty about letting Wednesday pay the rent, but Wednesday has to notice that, right ? The bags under Enid’s eyes, how tired she sounds, the lack of colors in her hair. What does she do ? Does she wake up one day, looks at Enid being this 🤏 close to passing out and goes ‘you’re taking the week off, I don’t want to deal with a walking corpse again’ ? I feel like it would be kinda in-character. No idea how Enid would react tho

Assuming that Enid went like ‘… okay’ or had a day off, I kinda imagine her inviting Yoko & Co over (in the weekend cause they’re 21 and all (?) go to college (and also so she and Wednesday can have some not-girlfriends quality time together). Wednesday allowed it bc she knows how a pack friends are important to Enid and the wolf promised her that they will just stay in the living-room while Wednesday streams (what’s her schedule ?) or something else. Then, like 15min after they arrived, Yoko opens the door to Wednesday streaming room (I like to imagine that it’s soundproof) with Divina (that she dragged with her) and she just says « Hi shorty ;) » and leaves.

Wednesday just rolls her eyes bc at this point she’s used to it but chat, after seeing Yoko’s too sharp fangs and Divina’s unnaturally light eyes, explodes. Idk what they’re doing, I haven’t thought that far tbh

And the last thing I have to say is that I headcanon that Wednesday helped a lot for the absolute mess of a cult and blackmail that Morning Song was to Bianca. That’s why they’re friends to me. A little frenemies, there’s still some rivalry, maybe even some tension but they’re friends. If there’s something wrong, like serious wrong, asking the other for help is a valid option (Wednesday still mostly goes to Enid and Bianca to Yoko/Divina but ! The option is here)

Now that I laid the background :

Wednesday’s streaming and Enid’s at work. But are shadows under Wednesday’s door. Some viewers notice and are like ??? but before they can do anything Bianca just opens the door and is like ‘I need you to come with me’.

Now, Wednesday knows her friends allies, it has taken her a lot of time (years) but she learned and studied and them, she knows them. Right now, Bianca may appear calm and collected, or even cold to an outsider, but Wednesday sees that there’s something wrong, serious wrong, so she cuts the stream and goes with her.

Meanwhile, chat just saw some siren barging in, telling -not asking, telling- Wednesday to come with her and Wednesday did. They’re all panicking in the channel’s Discord (if Wednesday has one), like « omg did weds just got sirened??? » « she’s going to get killed !! » « yall i’ve heard stories abt sirens killing and eating people at sea what if they were true ??! » , an exact inch away from calling the police before Wednesday sends a little « I’m fine, stop dramatizing » or whatever

(it’s 1am and most of this hasn’t been reread so if there’s any spelling error, things that I’ve written two times, missing pieces of text or just a general sense of messiness then : sorry lol)

-🦎

Wednesday sighs after the massive ban and continued onward like nothing happened. The fact that she practically killed half her fanbase says alot so the people thatre left behind or trickle in know and are alot more cautious now

yeah definitely! while there are other outcasts in chat, there's smth different abt werewolves yknow? I mean there must be a reason for why they had to be in cages in nevermore

The outcasts are more of the warnjing sort, just hoping their streamer doesn't die to the monster living in her house

(meanwhile Enid is literally having her face cradled by Wednesday while they're both in bed)

Tho idt Enid would watch any of the streams, she respects Wednesday's privacy too much to do so. She does visit the room alot tho, so chat is low key kind of scared and kind of used to the shadow that lingers by the door and the thump of a tail somewhere off screen

Haha.. Totally normal behavior and not a sign of a potential killer in your house Wednesday! I hope you know what you're doing

(Enid's literally happy, her tail is wagging, just how dramatic do they gotta make her out to be 😭)

Don't worry tho, enid goes to work around the time Wednesday starts to stream and comes back by the time it ends so you bet she destresses alot with Wednesday

and she actually has alot of vacation time! The place she works at is pretty generous bc Enid is one of the long lasting employees so it kinda has been saving up. She just works alot bc it's a good distraction and so she can earn for the both of them (not needed but she feels obligated after all the Addams did for her)

As for the pack? You bet Enid is chasing yoko around, they roll around like little kids with Bianca and Divina chatting. They're having fun, good for them

And I totally see Wednesday and Bianca's relationship going how you explaining it!! They're alot more used to each other now but the signs of more and more outcasts being in Wednesday's life is low key giving chat a heart attack

Is aight lizard anon, im surprised people are into this au. Nothing much is coming onto mind but my inspiration here is beastars honestly LMAO

Hope your sleep was nice!

#🦎 anon #streamer wednesday au

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fereldanwench · 6 months

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husbando still has to work today, so I've enlisted the help of my SIL to do another round of moving this morning/early afternoon, and then tomorrow, she and my brother will also come over for a few hours to help with getting most of our smaller stuff out of the old place

(then we'll probably order some lunch and fuck around bc the four of us are just ridiculous together tbh lmao <3 brother and husbando esp bc they just start riffing off each other and then we're just all on the floor in tears laughing so hard)

we're moving from a first-floor unit to a higher floor in the new place (which I'm actually stoked about, i much prefer being higher up), so we decided to hire movers for heavy furniture/appliances because fuck that noise. we did a 3rd-floor apartment move once NEVER AGAIN

i'm already so sore after just a few runs from yesterday though lmao my legs are gonna be so stiff after this weekend

anyway movers will be here early monday morning. we wanted to do it earlier, but they were all booked sat & sun so that is drawing it out a little bit. we're not gonna bring the cats over until we can sleep there (athena gets separation anxiety & i dont want her stressed in a new place without us around) so we'll bring them over Monday afternoon

but before that, on sunday we'll have sit around for two hours for internet to get setup at our new place, and idk what the fuck xfinity is doing. they make canceling their shit so goddamn difficult. it's not even like there's a chance they can retain us as customers, we literally can't use them in the new place

we've got until close to the end of the month at our old place to clean up, but i scheduled our utility shut-offs a little earlier, so next weekend will be the mega cleanup weekend

and then it'll just be the fun stuff! we're getting a lot of new furniture, and I'm so excited to have a living room again. our current one really morphed into husbando's office/man cave over the pandemic bc there was nowhere else for him to set up a WFH office, and i miss just having a couch to flop on with the kitties

i'm still not 100% sure what i'm gonna do with my new office space--i have one wall figured out, but the room is a little smaller than what i currently have, and i am losing some wall space so i'll have to figure out how to make 3 desks (one for art, one for gaming, and one for work) fit nicely in there. but it's a puzzle I'm excited to solve :D

and we have a good-sized balcony space i can't wait to furnish! that was one thing that was always lacking in our current space. plenty of space to expand my little urban garden and get some cozy seating out there

anyway, SIL will be here in just a few so no more rambling. I'm just a big ball of energy right now IM SO READY

#t: wench.txt #still have that dark cloud looming in the distance but honestly this is how i deal with that kind of shit anyway #let me throw myself into a big task that i can actually control

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twistedappletree · 9 months

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personal/medical stuff, cancer mention tw

Couldn’t schedule my imaging over the weekend because the cancer screening center is closed so I’m gonna try to get through to them tomorrow and hopefully get in by this week??

work’s kinda been fucking me over since I’m literally the only employee now lmaooo and I hope the order for the imaging doesn’t expire or get thrown out or anything?? idk how this stuff works and never bothered to find out bc I really never thought I’d ever be in this situation ajdhakjd

The place my doctor put the imaging order in at is worrying me a little bit because the reviews are so bad, mostly people having issues with them not answering the phone to make an appointment. Tbh if that happens to me I’m just gonna call my doctor and see if they can send me to a different place instead because my duuuude this is not a situation I can just casually put off like?????

god I hope they answer the phone tomorrow LOL

#apple babble 🍎#not really an update since I haven’t been able to get anywhere yet bc of work #just talking about stuff and things #and hopefully tomorrow I can get the ball rolling fr

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pivotbitches · 2 months

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I’ve had so much social anxiety since the funeral. I don’t feel like me anymore.

I did dance marathon this past weekend and almost immediately had an anxiety attack when I got to the gym. I had been dreading going the day before and that morning and but told myself that it was going to be so much more fun and the scenario I was making in my head wasn’t real. Then I got there and it was pretty much exactly like the scenario I made up. I felt so out of place, I was alone in a room full of people, I didn’t know what to do or what was going on. I spent a few minutes trying to find and figure out the schedule, because surely that would help but it wasn’t as structured as I thought it would be. I decided I’d go to the bag check but the walk from the main floor to the bottom floor was enough to put me into full panic. I ended up in a bathroom that was away from everyone and just cried and shook and breathed for a solid minute. I was trying to stay there until someone in my group got there so I ended up playing basketball ball for 10 minutes. But dance marathon took over that gym too so I just left and went to hangout with Casi at her house so that I wouldn’t be alone. A couple hours later I went back and ate lunch by myself and then found Natalie and her bf. It was still awkward but was better.

Yesterday, I went back to Casi’s house and watched baseball and some movies with her but then at the end when I was about to leave we started discussing (low key arguing) about minors (13-17) having access to social media and I ended up cutting it off because I was annoyed and felt like she didn’t understand me and then I was driving home and replaying it over and over and started to feel like she thinks I’m broken or something idk. Whatever it was struck a cord and made me want to cry and also made me angry.

I also feel like everything I say rn is bitchy or argumentative. It’s like every thought just comes out and immediately afterwards I’m kicking myself because it came out mean or snarky which wasn’t the intention. But can there be an intention when you just say the first thing in your mind?

Lastly, I feel so inferior. I feel like the “duff”. I stg every time I like someone they end up liking my friend and it makes me feel like shit. Like I’m not good enough and never will be. I like the guy in my lab and have even told my friends about it. Casi came into the lab to study and the three of us talked for a second in between some other conversations. Then this afternoon Jack and I were leaving at the same time and he asked about what she was studying and my heart sank. I know it could just be him making conversation, but she hadn’t been there for hours and he brought her up. It hurts. I also offered him a ride and he declined and that fucked me up a little too, bc if he liked me he would have accepted the invitation.

Now I’m home, and it hit me how empty I feel. And it’s not just emptiness, but it’s almost like I’m in this constant state of confusion (?) where I don’t know what I feel or why I feel like I do it’s weird. I don’t have a desire to do anything. I don’t want to talk to anyone. For the first time, I don’t want to go to therapy, but I know I need to because I am spiraling a little bit. I’m just honestly waiting for it to be dark out and a slightly more acceptable time so I can just go to sleep.

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briankang · 3 months

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hii do you remember when jae was banned from streaming on twitch (and im pretty sure streaming in general) do you think the same thing could be happening to chan?

jlkgsdlkgjsdklgdjs anon u missed the absolute discourse of when i mentioned jae's thing in reference to the chan's room thing when we first found out god bless i wish that were me BUT

yes and no? jae i think was a mix of things, but ultimately i think he was doing too many things over the line (some of the jokes he was making, when he was living in-dorm he was really uh...not very thoughtful to the others living there at whatever hours when he was playing late, etc) so they put an end to it.

with chan's room i think it ultimately was a way to get people off of of his back after the entire thing with people accusing him of talking about ive (he wasn't, he never even said a name and blamed himself in that clip, never mind the fact that other idols have said similar things and gotten praised instead for being "real" but lol). chan's room brought a lot of NASTY people to his chat, some of the things people would say to him on a regular basis week after week (bc it was on a schedule, they all knew when he'd be on) was just...very evil and dark hearted even before that whole incident, and he would read those things out! i think it's def been a way to get people off of him, in addition to help his mental health, i remember if he wasn't able to do it he'd get super stressed on bubble about it despite how we'd all be like "its ok!!"

i do think chans room could come back one day though! maybe not in the capacity it was, but once a month maybe (like lily's from nmixx's book club). i think he probably genuinely does miss doing it and WE definitely miss it, but i think ESPECIALLY with how busy they've been and everything else, the break/hiatus/whatever was/is definitely a good idea, my only real critique is i wish we'd found out properly and not from someone reporting back from a fanmeet LMAO

ultimately the diff between what happened between jae and the incident with chan's room is jae's was definitely a punishment for his behavior (imo at least), whereas i think div1 was like, actually looking out for chan a bit lmao?? studio j def came around about twitch considering young k had been on someone's show during his letters with notes promo, which indicates to me it was more about the person on the platform and less the platform itself, which.......a diff convo lol. i'm sorry this was so long lskdjglksdj idk if it really answered your question but i hope you enjoy your weekend regardless!

#asks #anonymous

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inaworldlikethis52 · 5 months

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I gotta start looking at the bigger picture but Selvon has been a big part of my life. More than he’ll really ever realize.

( tearing up now lol)

I’ve always done more for guys I fall for. Not bc I really ever think they’ll fall in love with me. It’s just who I am. Things with Selvon were way more different than Henry and Gino. Those guys were just crushes. Flings. We didn’t even go on dates.

Selvon and I spent time together. Literally all day and night together. Spent the weekends with him.

I know he liked me too. I just wish we made the next step between us. I feel like it was me. Like I wasn’t fully gf/ wifey material. I can’t cook. I can’t do anything. But I can learn.

But also on his part he messed up his life a bit with the dui. That honestly made us see each other every day.

I know he cares. But like. I stayed over Monday and Tuesday to drop him off to his meetings. I changed my work schedule for him. We didn’t even “sleep in”. But Thursday we did it and I asked to spend the night and he said no that i wake up early and he wanted to sleep in. Yet. We woke up early for him. Lol. So basically it’s hard to look at but I stayed over bc it was convenient for him. 😭🤦🏻‍♀️

Unless there was more to it. He was probably texting her and making plans.

I was def not treated the same. But then again. On most of his days off we’ve been together. Idk.

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shittybabypostsfordays · 3 years

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i know a lot of it is probably pms hormones being stupid but like... damn bitch, stop crying lol.

#i keep looking at my phone...#and there was some rough stuff at work. nothing in my control #a coworker is going through it rn #and like. me being me bc i cannot immediately fix it that means i'm a bad person who needs to die #and everything feels very heavy and fuzzy #and i'm scared i'm going to be getting nightmares again bc i've remembered dreams the past two nights #and like. so far they're just absurd but like...#and idk if it's bc my schedule was a bit off over the weekend and so i was taking my meds later than normal?#and if all of this is just coming together with it being so dreary outside #and i still can't taste well and i can't smell #and i made garlic bread yesterday and i couldn't smell it and it was awful #and i have a very sweet ask i want to answer but i feel like such shit i'm just like...#i feel like i'll just sound fake excited #but i really..... yeah #ugh and i have therapy tomorrow and i'm just so exhausted

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not-me-simping-for-blasty · 3 years

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another helping of living w/ bakugou thoughts:

pls i am so sorry, i feel like i bombard y’all with these constantly, but u don’t understand, he literally lives in my brain full time

- if you’re rolling your sleeves up, to wash your hands before dinner, he’ll whack your hands away and do it himself. very much “you’re takin’ too long, idiot. i wanna eat already. let me do it.”,, don’t be fooled tho, you could do it in 2.5 seconds and he’d still open his mouth. bc it has absolutely nothing to do with u and everything to do with him wanting to be close to you

-ik he watches the mha equivalent of the history channel. i just know it. dude is a grandpa at heart, n im so confident he would 100% sit down and watch a 3 hr docu on like, old weaponry or some nerdy shit

-bakugou is annoyingly arrogant, but only about things that don’t matter. like, he’ll fully sit in front of you and tell you he’s stronger/faster/smarter in passing conversation,, but when he does actually impressive shit??? the man clams up. absolutely clams up the second you praise him, trying to brush off whatever ridiculous feat he just pulled to protect u with a “It’s not that big a deal, shut up about it already, dumbass.”

- pls mans is an absolute simp. u ask him to do something and he’s on his feet in a second. ofc he’s complaining but he’s also then following that up by doing things you didn’t even ask him to do. fan behavior honestly.

-when you’ve had a bad day, he’ll make u food and throw blankets in the dryer for u. don’t expect much verbal comforting from him, bc obviously, but he’s pretty good with actions. you always feel a little warmer after he’s wrapped you in a blanket n fed you something ungodly spicy

- i have absolutely no basis for this but ik he secretly watches kids movies. like, if it’s animated then he’s there. ofc no one is allowed to find out about this ‘embarrassing’ behavior tho, except maybe you. maybe. if you accidentally happen to see it bc he’d never tell u himself.

- he’s a beast to wake up in the morning, but he’s a lot more easy to convince if u pet his hair. or rub his back/shoulders. maybe even kiss his neck. look, u cannot tell me that he doesn’t want to be absolutely coddled in the morning- especially when he can get away with it so easily.

-bakugou always pulls ur legs into his lap if u sit down next to him. pls he’s so weird, he’ll just like, tap his fingers on ur calves absentmindedly while he’s watching tv

-he probably created a playlist of songs ur ‘allowed’ to play around him. meaning, it’s only the songs on ur phone that he likes 🙄

-bakugou always takes his work phone calls outside. like if his phone rings he’ll just stand up n walk tf out the door to take it. even if it’s cold. u ask him once about it n he just “Work stays at work. This is my fuckin’ home. Now shut up about it already.”

-you’ve never once seen this man wearing socks around the house. don’t ask me, i cannot explain this whatsoever, but i just kno this man walks around constantly barefoot 🤢🤮 unfortunately.

-he’s like, the most functional person ever in almost every aspect, but the stuff katsuki is bad at?? pls he is hopelessly bad. like, lets say art stuff. omg he just doesnt have the patience for it, okay, so say goodbye to any dreams of cute lil couple’s crafts. like, he’ll sit there while u do yours, but his will look like utter shit

- during the week, katsuki is either at work, training, or at home. pls, he works so hard during the day that i highly doubt he’s anything but an absolute homebody during the work week.

- bakugou gets pissy if u re-arrange any of the furniture on a whim. pls he likes comfort and familiarity n if he stubs his toe on the stupid coffee table one more fucking time, he’s going to scream

-its a rare occurance,, especially bc of the crazy hours he works,, but bakugou rlly likes making dinner for u to come home to. he just likes to feel like he’s taking care of u tbh

-he still goes to bed at like 8:30. or thats what u think, but rlly he just goes to sit in your room and have some time to himself for a bit. as much as he loves u, he prob still needs some alone time to recharge

-bakugou takes meticulous care of any plants u have in the house. like he’ll water them on a strict-ass schedule, n preen them when necessary. pls the way he’ll curse them out if they even dare to wilt under his care?? very much “What the hell, you bitch? ‘m doin’ everything fuckin’ perfect! Grow already!”

-katsuki is such a little bitch when he’s sick. he’ll be running like a 103 temp, brain literally melting, and still trying to get up and work out. the only way u can get him to chill the hell out is if u take a nap with him. ofc that means u always get sick too,, but hey- lil sacrifices right??

-he never lets you get the door. like, if there’s a knock n neither of u knows who it could be,, pls he’s on his feet so fast. waving u away n looking thru the keyhole w/ sm suspicion

-he has his spot on the couch, n u will not find him sitting anywhere else. like, that’s his spot. u better pray for anybody who mistakenly takes it

-bakugou doesn’t like dirt or grime, so he won’t allow you or himself, to sit on your bed with clothes that have been outside. like, even if you’re just sitting on top of the covers, he’s gonna throw a fit and demand you change your clothes first bc “No way in hell am I gonna let your dumbass dirty up my bed.”

-katsuki rlly likes when it storms outside. he’ll go sit in front of the window and watch the rain, sipping on a warm drink while he waits for more thunder.

-living with bakugou is incredibly frustrating, bc he’ll just show up with new skills all of the goddamn time. like you’ll be like, “hmm i’d love to remodel the bathroom someday”,, and the very next weekend bakugou is meticulously re-tiling the bathroom floor by hand, probably also painting the walls in a new color, maybe even installing a new sink just to spruce it up. n then he’ll just present the entirely new, upgraded room with such weird nonchalance that it pisses u off. pls and if you watch him while he does these little projects, with all the weird precision and skill he suddenly gains?? pls you’re sure he must be possessed by the ghost of a craftsman

- when he hangs out with the bakusquad, he’ll drag you along every time. he expects you to sit with him the entire time and act as a social buffer?? basically, someone’ll ask him a question, one he deems stupid and therefore not worth answering, and bakugou will just look at you expectantly. he’ll just stare at you blankly, hardly even blinking until you pick up the slack and answer for him. you call him out on this many times, but it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t change anything. he does this over and over and over again

-bakugou gets really unsettled when you guys fight. like, he can’t sleep and he’s snapping at everybody, and is somehow more aggressive than usual. he always wants to just make up already, but the pride in the way won’t allow it

-he’s a weird stickler about intended furniture functionality?? like, the table is for eating, and the couch is for watching tv, and then only way you’re gonna get him to mix the two is if you ask him rlly rlly nicely

-finally- i have no basis for this one, but ik it in my heart: bakugou has a very intense fight with your thermostat nearly every single day. he swears up and down that it never ‘behaves’ for him, but every time you check it, it’s working perfectly fine

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ahahhaa sorry y’all for the super random spam today,, but here were are back to our regularly scheduled bakugou programming,,,, bc idk if it’s obvious ur honor, but i love him

#bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x self insert #bakugou hcs #bakugou headcannons #bakugou fluff #bnha fic #mha fic #mha headcannons #bnha headcannons

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apenapaperandadoofus · 2 years

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I saw that you have your requests open, perhaps I could ask for.. Rika??? Idk if you're confortable with it (totally valid and okay, we can't all like every single character in a game,,, and Rika is definetly not one of the most loved ones), but something fluffy because she still deserves love )):

Ah sure thing!

Rika could honestly be one of my favorite characters not because of what she did but how complex she is. I don’t condone anything she put the RFA and others through, but that doesn’t mean I can’t like the character. Liking is not enabling. Anyhow! I feel like Cheritz sorta messed up Rika too bad in the AE (especially in V’s route) for there to be an official route but if there were I’d love for it 😭 If we can help everyone in the RFA and even Saeran (which btw also did awful stuff yet we love him and he did redeem himself) I want to help Rika too. If we can help her we can help everyone else too and I feel she would be such a sweet RO. Anyway enough of me rambling lmao on to the request!

Sing and dance (Rika x MC):

DISCLAIMER: in this scenario I’m using my personal bc of what a Rika route would be like. This is before the events of the game and at a stage she would be able to get help. In this she’s like Saeran- she did some mistakes but she worked hard and eventually got better. I understand if it’s not everyone’s cup of tea tho :)

PD: Also I have a hc that Rika cannot sing, even if her voice actress sings like an Angel from heaven lol. I just think it’s cute!

You woke up to rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. It was the weekend and you decided to sleep in late. Reaching your hands out to the other side of the bed, you fully opened your eyes in confusion once you felt not your girlfriend, but a cold pillow.

You grunted and stood up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, and glanced around the room. The windows were opened and you saw a small glass of water by your nightstand, along with a small note.

Don’t forget to drink water! I love you <3

You chuckled as you read the note, a silly smile on your face.

Drinking the water and putting on your slippers, you made your way out the bedroom.

It looked like Rika had been doing some housework since early morning, and you shook your head in disbelief. She was always working, and even though she’d been getting better she never had time for herself, feeling the need to please everyone around her and help everywhere.

You then stopped abruptly.

You heard a voice from the kitchen, and assumed that must be where Rika was. Probably making breakfast.

You made your way and heard a small beat, getting louder and louder the closer to the kitchen you got.

Peeking in from the corner, you saw that standing there, swaying her hips and singing along (a bit off key) Rika!

You smiled, watching her with a small white apron stirring some eggs and rice. She moved her feet along with the beat, trying to hit all the high notes.

Slowly and silently, you snuck up towards her and while she was busy cooking, looped your arms around her waist, making her yelp in surprise.

You laughed as Rika turned around and fake pouted at you, pointing her spatula towards your direction.

“Y/N you can’t do that! What if I’d dropped our breakfast everywhere?! I just cleaned the floor you know?”

You chuckled, kissing her temple.

“Sorry, sorry, I just couldn’t help it! You looked far too adorable singing and dancing like that, I had to kiss you!”

“Hmph.” She grunted, but you saw the small smile on her face. Gently pulling you off she took the pan and placed the contents on a plate.

“Well, here’s your breakfast sleepy head. It’s already midday- this is why I told you to head to bed early, now your schedules going to be all messed up for the event tomorrow!”

You shook your head, taking the plates over to the table while Rika turned the stove off. “I’ll be fine darling, there’s no need to worry. I promise I’ll go to bed early.”

“Mhmmmm.”

“So, not that the food is in a safe place.” You bowed and offered your hand out. “May I have this dance?”

Rika blinked in surprise before a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

“I was waiting for you to ask!”

You chuckled and led Rika to the center of the room, while the two of you danced.

We can’t say particularly well, but at least the two of you enjoyed it.

You loved hearing her laughter as you twirled her around and around, and how her voice sounded as the two of you sang to the lyrics of the song.

Eventually the two of you ran out of energy and had to take a small breather before going to eat.

You both sat down on the table and talked about what Rika had done during the day. Yoosung had called her to ask about some help with homework -you rolled your eyes and chuckled- and how she planned the charity event you were both participating in for tomorrow.

Once you were done you walked over to the couch to lay down, but raised an eyebrow once you saw Rika get up to leave.

You grabbed her arm. “Where are you going?”

Rika gave you an apologetic smile. “Sorry dear, I need to keep working. I have to make sure the catering is fine, along with the decorations and the venue and- ooh!”

She let out a surprised shriek as you pulled her down to lay beside you, nuzzling her neck.

“Stay here with me for a bit.” You said.

Rika flushed and poked your cheek.

“But- work-”

“Can wait. It’s the weekend- let’s enjoy it together. You’ve been working too hard lately, so please grant me a few minutes of your time. Pleaseeeee.” You made your best puppy face, and after a few seconds Rika sighed, covering her face.

“You know I can never say no to that look. Fine, just a few minutes.”

“Great!” You hugged her tighter and began to kiss her neck, making her giggle.

“Y/N wait! That-tickles- hahaha!”

A smirk appeared on your face as you began tickling her sides and Rika kept trying to fight you off, laughing harder each time.

In the end, after the tickle fight (Rika had retaliated twice as hard- she knew all your weak spots!) you both grew tired and laid on the couch. You convinced her to take a break for the day, and she laid on your chest while you pet her forehead.

Suddenly she looked up at you and caressed your cheek, a soft smile appearing on her face.

“I love you.” She said.

You squeezed her hand. “I love you too Rika.”

The rest of the day was spent in absolute bliss in each other’s arms.

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger rika #rika mysme #rika mm

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mallowstep · 3 years

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I had a dreamplease. (I'm never taking my migrane medication after reading the human au before bed after this, btw I will suffer through, hopefully you'll see why) That Reedwhisker came to be in the Human Misty AU when the triplets are 7 or 8, and when Reed is 5, the triplets 12-13 Tigerstar gets parole and the judges, CPS and everyone assumes Reed is Tigerstar's as well. (Like they think Misty used some of Tiger's stored sperm or something.) Anyway, Somehow Tiger got 50 percent custody with the Triplets and Reed, and everyone is pissed. About a year passes and Tigerstar is throwing a party, and he says something downright nasty about Feathertail, Mistyfoot, Tawnypelt, and Mothpaw in one go. 6 year old Reedpaw over hears him and launches himself at Tigerstar, and bites down on his ear. Tiger's screaming, Hawkpaw's trying to coax his younger cousin but who everyone thinks is his baby brother off Tigerstar, Frog is comforting Moth, and Moth has called Feather.

Feathertail then gets Stonefur, Stormheart, and somehow Tawnypelt (idk on this one tbh) and shows up at Tigerstar's house, only to find the cops there. The triplets surround the car, Reed ridding on Hawkpaw's shoulders.

"Tigerstar's getting a restraining order on Reedpaw. He says Mistyfoot ruined him." Frogpaw informs Feathertail, eagerly hugging his mother.

"He bit off a chunk of Tigerstar's ear, Mom, Stonefur, Stormheart, Tawnypelt! It was awesome!" Hawkpaw explained, eyes shining.

"I told him I was going to tell My mom, Mistyfoot, Tawnypelt, and myself what he called us that caused Reedpaw to bite him. He was just defending his mom, his sister, and his Auntie...please don't be to mad at him, Mama." Mothpaw pleds.

ohhh yeah i have no idea how. well. since i doubt y'all remember and this ask was sent a month a go so i certainly don't remember what was/wasn't public knowledge at the time, but the general timeline here is that tigerstar gets his first chance for a parole appeal when the triplets are about 14/15.

actually, they're approximately the same age as feathertail when they were born. hm. someone remind me to write about that.

anyway that's only vaguely applicable here because frankly i'm perfectly okay with the occasional hand-waving for sake of angst. lord knows i do it enough. we'll set aside my own Strangely Detailed thoughts on the laws regarding custody and adoption in this au, i just wanted to bring up ages because i was thinking about that and yeah.

also i'm pretty sure tigerstar cannot get custody of the kids while on patrol like i think as a convicted felon he'd have exactly 0% chance of that but again, hand-waving for angst.

right.

obviously feathertail spends the entire time the kids are with tigerstar in uh. very anxiety much unfun. like right like? yeah. especially considering this is the age she was when things were the worst.

so i actually took the time to look through some common custody arrangements i could've just asked my brother but he's in school right now so shhh because i do not understand where he is at any point in time ever so let's say...well okay feathertail (& mistyfoot & stonefur & stormheart, y'know, the whole extended family parenting crew) are not going to jump for an alternating week schedule, but tigerstar lives far enough away that a really short alternating schedule isn't going to work, so. i want them to alternate weekends so let's give them a 2-2-5-5 rotation starting on mondays.

but pretend this calendar starts on monday, and you get it. uhhh we'll give feathertail mondays and tuesdays, tigerstar wednesdays and thursdays, and alternating friday saturday sunday.

...

can you tell i have known a lot of different custody arrangement? because let me tell you holiday planning with two different custody arrangements in play is an exercise in "we're doing winter birthdays in march this year."

okay. anyway.

this was a long tangent just bc i like to b able to establish this kind of thing.

the triplets all get smartphones fairly young, because feathertail is reasonably anxious, but she also gives mothpaw a little preloaded cellphone and tells her to keep it secret and on her person at all times. why mothpaw? well, (a) tigerstar hates women and (b) frogpaw and hawkpaw are a little less responsible at this point in time.

so tigerstar throws a party and party rules are no-cellphone-environments but mothpaw refuses to wear dresses without pockets (as she should), so she's prepared. for the most part, she and her siblings (& cousin) are chilling in a corner, being anti-social teenagers as is their god-given right.

tigerstar brings someone over to introduce them.

"where's their mother?" they ask, and tigerstar clucks his tongue.

i am not skilled enough at spontaneous dialogue to craft a suitable insult to hit everyone, but tigerstar is. swirls his glass, says something, and reedpaw, six years old, not born in the direct aftermath of tigerstar, not cautioned by feathertail to be good and not get into trouble and we're trying to find a way out of this just hang in there and be safe, wriggles free of frogpaw's arms, where he's been sitting.

"those are mean words," he says, and tigerstar snickers.

"they're only mean if they're lies," he says, crouching down to reedpaw's level.

this is a mistake.

reedpaw, six years old, angry, confused, reacts how many would, and throws a temper tantrum, effectively. tigerstar picks him up, intending to bring him somewhere for a timeout (lamenting, to one of his guests, that if it weren't for his mother, reedpaw would be better behaved -- and tigerstar would be able to discipline him properly).

this is also a mistake.

mothpaw excuses herself as soon as this begins. call me if things ever even begin to look bad, feathertail had said. even if you're not sure.

she locks herself in the bathroom, calls feathertail. it's pre-programmed into the phone, and feathertail has never, ever ignored a single call from them. even when she was in the hospital and sick, she would give her phone to stormheart or mistyfoot or stonefur and make them swear to pick up, no matter what.

feathertail picks up, already panicked (she spends this time an anxious wreck; it is the good graces of stonefur having a flexible work schedule that gets her through it, and shadepelt's company, failing that), and mothpaw explains.

"we'll be right there," feathertail says, and mothpaw can hear her scrambling for things in the background. "stonefur!" she shouts, tinny and distant. "okay," feathertail says, "are you okay? where are your brothers? if you--"

"i'm going to go back out," mothpaw says. "make sure reedpaw is okay. so i have to hang up."

someone could point out that they could just leave the call running, but they don't think of that and also it's probably a terrible idea for poor feathertail's sanity. like maybe listening to tigerstar party conversation sounds is bad idea. neither of them think of that, but.

no idea how tawnypelt gets there either but it's fine she's not really important to this.

stonefur drives them, stormheart updates mistyfoot, who's on her way but far enough away that this will all be more-or-less resolved by the time she actually arrives, and feathertail is on the edge of a panic attack. sorry babe.

tigerstar doesn't live in the same compound as before (leopardstar recovers the rights to it), which is a saving grace, because the idea of going back there is terrifying. feathertail went back once, it was hard but provided closure, and can't dream of going there when it is inhabited and lived in by tigerstar.

(would she, for her kids? of course she would. but would it be very productive? no, no it would not.)

sigh okay the canon replacement for the dark forest meeting with feathertail happens during parent's weekend at hawkfrost's college (what, did you think i didn't account for that?), but this serves as good enough for that, because.

they pull up, and tigerstar has taken everyone outside. hawkpaw clutches his cousin, and as soon as the car stops, feathertail struggles to unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the car. mothpaw rushes to her, because anxiety means feathertail is really not doing great, here, and also isn't thinking super clearly, like, "maybe i should wait for help here."

tigerstar snorts. "what's your plan, feather?" he sneers, and mothpaw (already taller than feathertail) can feel her mother shake.

tigerstar keeps talking, and it all starts to go fuzzy and blank in feathertail's mind.

now, the thing is. feathertail has a restraining order on tigerstar (possibly a protective order but i'm not doing legal research rn), as does mistyfoot. stonefur is the one who orchestrates custody drop-offs. the exact circumstances of feathertail-willingly-entering-contact-with-tigerstar also require legal research, but tigerstar is walking a thin line.

frogpaw sees feathertail, and runs to her as well, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"we're taking the kids home," stonefur says.

"it's my time with them," tigerstar says, and then he brings his hand to his bloody ear. "but fine. you've already ruined them. what's a few extra days."

stormheart takes reedpaw from hawkpaw, and then ushers the kids back into the car. they don't own a minivan in this (they do in the human misty au, because they have seven people in their family, and yes that means taking any friends with them requires some finagling until stonefur restores his license and they have money for a second car), but a proper van. well. okay look cars are complicated but my specific personal difference between van and minivan is based on the eight-person family i grew up knowing and their van, as compared to the minivan of the six-person family. it's not terribly ugly. but that's so far besides the point.

but they need a considerably amount of car, because they have: four adults, four children, and the space to transport a wheelchair. so they can't get away with a fold up third row suv, they need an actual trunk at the same time.

anyway, that was a really weird tangent thinking through what car they own. sorry. i got really distracted.

right so the reason for this was to establish that was that there's a bunch of bickering over who sits where. reedpaw's booster seat is in the middle row, and even with somewhat reasonable access to the back row, that's still more mobility than feathertail really has, which means exactly one of her children gets to sit next to her.

(it's hawkpaw.)

(he gets this by pointing out he was holding reedpaw. mothpaw and frogpaw are like "okay we hugged her for like two minutes" but hawkpaw is already helping feathertail into the car and climbing into the middle seat and their fate is sealed.)

("god fucking dammit," mothpaw says, but not really because feathertail would be disappointed with her for swearing and mistyfoot would definitely dock their allowance for swearing in front of reedpaw, "why is it always him?")

(they will all end up sneaking into feathertail's bedroom tonight. the master bedroom has a ridiculously large bed, in part as a bit of a things-you-didn't-have-growing-up and in part because they upgrade from a queen to a king-but-it's-a-square-to-fit-three-triplets-who-sneak-in-a-lot when the kiddos are five or so.)

(but hawkpaw claims feathertail for this period of time.)

oh as a consideration, i don't know how mistyfoot is getting here but i think she has a nicer car. maybe it's a company car? yeah. yeah she has nice lil company car. the kids do not get to ride in it very often because children are disasters, and she's allowed to have some nice things.

right. so stonefur is talking with tigerstar as the police pull up, and stormheart and feathertail and all four kids are in the car, and mistyfoot finally arrives as the police are taking notes, and she slides into the driver's seat to check on everyone. mistyfoot reaches back and squeezes feathertail's hand, and reedpaw pushes out of his seat to give her a hug. she sits him on her lap, and raises her eyebrows.

"so," she says, "what's this i hear about reedpaw biting someone?"

"please don't be mad at him," mothpaw says, already considering if she can climb over the row of seats to bully hawkpaw out of his feathertail monopolization. "tigerstar--" she looks down. she doesn't want to have to say it out loud. mistyfoot catches this.

"i suppose i can wait to decide if i should be mad until we get home," she says, kissing reedpaw on the forehead, and then ushering him back into his seat, just as mothpaw has hooked one leg over the row of seats. she groans. frogpaw pats her arm sympathetically.

"okay," mistyfoot says, "i'll be back. i need to make sure my brother doesn't make this any worse."

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rahleeyah · 3 years

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Hey, quick question, do you ever have a hard tome writing in public places? I often see people talking about how they can write at work even, and I'm over here waiting for midnight so I can have enough quiet time to hear my thoughts long enough to write. Obviously it sucks bc I soon get sleepy and it cuts off my writing time in half but I literally cannot even try when there are other ppl aroung.

Ok this is a really good question. I think most of us have ideal conditions under which we can write and if we are removed from that environment we just. Can't.

I occasionally write a little bit on my phone at work but that is not like. Writing a whole chapter. That is writing quick and dirty head canons with significantly less detail and thought put in bc I'm in a rush and I've got other things to do. In the Before Times I used to go to Starbucks in the winter and write but I could really only do about 30-45 minutes tops there, it's distracting to me having other people around. For years and years now the only place I have been able to write consistently is sitting on my porch in the afternoon/early evening. I'm so reliant on these specific conditions that when the weather forces me inside I struggle to get a single word out. Just moving fifteen feet from one chair to another wrecks my whole thing (also full disclosure I smoke while I write, and obviously don't do that inside so that's a key reason it doesn't work).

But!!! I created these conditions. When I first started writing fic I was working full time and in school full time and I'd scribble in a notebook between classes (or actually write in class, if class was boring). I didn't start smoking and writing at the same time until like a year later. There was a first time I worked under those conditions. I wasn't just always like this.

A few years ago, I only wrote after dinner. Now I only write before. Usually I sit down to write at about 4:30 pm on a week day but on weekends I usually can't write anything after lunch. Idk it's all mental.

So the point of all of this is to say that we all have to struggle with finding a routine that works. And I think most people can't write with other people around; it really is distracting. It feels strangely vulnerable, to me. Some people find that music and headphones help; I get distracted by music.

The most important thing I think is consistency. Having a set of conditions, if it's a place or a time or a set of routines, that enables the writing to become a habit, is a huge help. But I know I'm extremely lucky in that I have an hour and a half of completely uninterrupted time, at the same time, every day. I know a lot of people don't have that. There were times in the past when I certainly didn't have it, when my schedule was different every day and changed every week and my house was full of people coming and going and I just had to snatch a few minutes where I could. We all have to find what works for us, whatever that may be.

#anonymous

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redhawtriot · 4 years

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Valentines 💕Weekend 💕(BNHA x Reader)

Part 1: TYPE

Tip Jar ☕- Not expected but always appreciated💞

I was just thinking about this as I was pumping out the matchups and I really wanted to jot them down lol

This is just the first things that came to mind when I thought of what people they probably would gravitate towards during Valentines Day!

Comment whose type you are! I am curious lol

HnM💕

🐒Ojirou: Deep Thinker

I can see him with someone who is really sweet and considerate.

If you say, “remember when…” and then continue to bring up a fond memory between the two of you, he would probably like that a lot. You remembered!

I feel like the poor guy just wants to make a bigger impact.

Their s/o would be the type to remind them of their worth a lot

He would really appreciate a person that would try really hard to get to know him on a different level,

“Would you rather eat 50 tiny spiders or a one big fat juicy tarantula?” He would just look at you with so much confusion but so much LOVE bc Like wtf who asks that?? but he would simultaneously get hit in the feels because you are taking time out of your day to get to know little ol him.

If you’re the type that isn’t very doting, then you’re probably not the best for him.

🎤Jirou: I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T

Wants someone independent, but also who doesn’t have a problem on depending on her.

Like do your thing and live your life, but if she sees you struggling and wants to help you, don’t you fucking dare turn her down.

She would most definitely love it if you were a musician, however If you are not but are interested in music, I could see the two of you having dates with each other where she would teach you how to play guitar.

She needs someone who isn’t too sexual. I feel like she would get annoyed with someone who wanted to have sex every day.

She would much rather spend her time just chilling out with you—existing within each other’s spaces.

If you’re the type that needs constant attention from your s/o when you’re with them, then she prolly isn’t for you.

🥦Midoriya: “I ain’t got no Type”

He is literally a walking, talking puppy dog. He would pretty much like anyone who has well-meaning motives and admirable goals.

You’re loud? Okay you must just be passionate.

You’re quiet? Okay you’re prolly just very pensive

I feel like he is the type that can fall in love with multiple types of people, but they would all have to be the kind of person that makes the first move because woo, chile… he is a nervous wreck. He would probably have an aneurysm in the midst of trying to ask you out, so just take the pressure off of the poor cinnamon roll and do it yourself.

If you’re not the type that likes chasing and would rather be chased, he isn’t for you.

Also get ready to talk about your problems because he is a Cancer and most definitely is willing to deal with emotions.

🐸Tsuyu: Logical

She would certainly like someone who is calm. Bakugou gets on her fucking nerves I can just tell lol.

You can have passion and determination for sure, but she would rather be with someone who carries those attributes quietly, with purpose, rather than boastful.

Like with Jirou, she would probably need someone who would just be okay with existing around each other.

You gotta be okay with her blunt nature.

If you are very sensitive to how people word things to you, and would rather have someone sugarcoat, then she ain’t the one for you, dawg.

💥Bakugou: Ballsy/Not a waste of space

You would have to be persistent as hell to wear down his walls, but not too overbearing or needy. Little things you would do here and there would add up

You would have to solidify yourself as an equal to him as well.

He probably would get annoyed as fuck if you were shy or timid or anything else that he would associate with weakness.

You would have be a person who has their shit together enough to have drive. You gotta have goals in mind and actually be working toward them. He don’t want no scrubs.

I think he would be the type of person to be protective over you, but that certainly doesn’t mean he wants a damsel in distress. You have to be able to hold your own, academically, physically and all.

(Literally just Kirishima whoops)

If you are the type of person who cant speak their mind and is overall nervous or timid you ain’t the one for him.

🏃🏻 Iida: Horse Girl/Guy

He would want someone who is on the same wavelength as him (Lets keep in mind that the wavelength is very hard to come by so he would eventually change his expectations)

He would love if his s/o was as driven as him and held very strong morals.

If you are the kind of person that works out everyday and has a strict diet or color codes your notes and make your own yearly planner or get on Pinterest for room ideas and have a bulletin board in your room with your schedule HAVE I GOT SOME NEWS FOR YOU.

I also feel like he would like horse girls/guys (horse people???) for some reason…

If you’re unnecessarily brash or overconfident or rude you are not the one for him.

😷Shoji: Plain Jane

He probably would want someone who isn’t very chatty, however if you talk a lot, that isn’t a total turn off. He would just want every conversation to have a deeper meaning behind it.

He is also a minimalist so if you are the kind of person who hoards things, you might have to change your lifestyle a bit to be with him.

If you ask questions like, “what is your plan for the zombie apocalypse,” he would certainly entertain this idea and go along with it, trying his best to give you a full, thoughtful answer, but don’t try to make meaningless small talk with him

Also be okay with just existing with each other rather than going out on dates.

If you are extravagant and extra tm then he aint the one for you chief.

😈Tokoyami: Edge Lord

You have to be the kind of person that is okay with his self-deprecation.

You two would make very dark jokes together probably.

If you have ever threatened to gouge your own eyes out or jump off a McDonalds sign to your death Im lookin at you.

Obviously its all jokes—a release to your perpetual state of existentialism.

You would also have to be the person that makes the first move. He would probably get a hint and close the space in between the two of you unlike Midoriya but he would most definitely still need you to make the first move.

He would love it if the two of you could just existent near one another, but would also be understanding if you needed more attention. He would find a happy medium by reading some poetry books aloud to you while you're cuddled up.

👀 Koda: A Soft Boss

You would have to be patient—he has a lot of reservations over pretty much everything.

So he needs someone to be more in charge in the relationship to pull him out of his comfort zone a little.

You have to be okay with being the one in the relationship to kill all of the house spiders (actually probably not kill—more like catch and release)

👣Hagakure: Preppy

You would have to be on pretty much the same vibe as her—energetic, upbeat and unafraid to speak your mind.

She likes people who are overall positive (girl, honestly, idk what else to put for her ass)

🦈Kirishima: One of the Dudes

Manly

You would have to make it very obvious that you were into him. He has a lot of things going on in the little brain of his, so a crush would probably fly over his head. He would just think that he admires you because you're so awesome.

The fact that he wants to hold you would translate into “I wanna arm wrestle them”

The fact that he wants to take you out on dates would turn into, “I want to hang out with my bro.”

You would practically have to scream at him that you wanted him to be more than friends. The friend zone is pretty much an inescapable abyss with this one, so you would have to try extra hard.

If you are the type of person that can sit through hours of action movies and still get pumped during the twelfth high speed chase scene, this might just be your mans.

If you don’t mind him being completely ignorant to your romantic needs at times and you basically just being best friends in your relationship then this might be the man for you.

If you have a habit of lying or a vindictive nature then he isn’t the one for you.

❄️🔥Todoroki: A Therapist

I could see him being with multiple different personalities since he is overall confused with human interaction. I feel like he would be willing to get to know anyone.

You gotta be patient with him though since he takes everything so literal (If you live off sarcasm then it will be super difficult for you)

He would like someone who is very understanding

A good listener, but also can give good feedback.

If you're the kind of person that gets uncomfortable with oversharing or can’t handle when people come to you with their problems all the time he ain’t the one for you.

🎹Yaoyorozu: Cheer-leading Captain

Someone to hype her up, but also lead.

She would certainly certainly be attracted to someone that is of a type A personality. She admires people who are driven and successful, so as long as she sees that you are putting in effort and have a strong sense of determination you're good!

This girl doubts herself so much, so you have to be willing to spend your time hyping her up.

Be willing to try 50 different types of tea.

She would certainly want to go out on dates all of the time, so if you are more of a home body she aint the one.

⚡️Kaminari: Mean Girl/guy

Literally anyone who will give him the time of day, but this boy loves a challenge.

If you are the standoffish, sarcastic, vindictive type then this might be your mans.

He loves rough banter and would totally be the type to pick on you just to see your adorable angry face. He thinks that it ‘spices things up’.

Probably into the more sensual typee of person as well (if you consider yourself a man-eater he would literally fall in love so quickly so be gentle okay? Don’t hurt our pikachu)

I feel like he’s the type of person that would ask you to “Yaaas! Please stomp on my face, kween”

Bonus points if your last name ends in an ‘o’ sound (shinsou, bakugou, jirou, ashido)

He is the type to want to show you off to everyone so if you’re the bashful or timid type then he might not be the one for you.

Mineta: Ew

Moving on… Nothing to see here folks.

🐷Ashido: Two halfs of a Whole Idiot

Needs someone who will hype her up.

You would certainly have to be the one to sweep her off of her feet because I feel like she is so friendly that she just might accidentally friend-zone you without even knowing it.

If you quote vine/tiktoc daily then I am looking at you.

You would probably also live on social media so I could see the two of you being that cute couple on YouTube or Instagram that does silly/sweet things with one another.

If you have a problem with a very loud, obvious relationship then she prolly isn't the one for you.

😴Shinsou: The Mom Friend

He probably wouldn't enjoy someone who was constantly in his face (although if he did end up with someone like this it would be hella slow-burn-- an acquired taste if you will)

He would probably gravitate toward someone who calmly checks up on him and who he could lean on to give him motivational speeches.

This boy is low-key emotional and has low self esteem, so if you are good at reaching through to him then he would certainly fall for you.

I think that he would be the type to eventually become very affectionate and want to take you out on hella dates to (passively) show you off to the world.

If you are hyperactive and loud that might make him close himself off before you can break his emotional wall, so he might not be the one for you.

✨Aoyama: Ego Booster/Ballerina

someone who will believe in him and compliment him (or even just acknowledge his existence actually)

I could totally see him dating a ballerina, because he would be so enamored by their majesty.

Like he finally found someone as magnifique as him, wow.

You would have to be the type of person that is okay with very forward advances.

Like get prepared for “will you go out with me?” spelled in cheese by your front door.

If you cant handle people who chase this hard, then he might not be the one for you.

🎞Sero: Not the Sharpest Tool in the Shed

He is idiot sexual and no one can change my mind

If you find yourself searching your kitchen every five minutes to check if there is new food, walking into a room of your friends to annoy them for five minutes before leaving, or have a album in your phone with over 1,000 reaction pics, I am lookin at youuuuu!

He would most definitely be the person to chase, but he would do it very carefully to test the waters.

He wouldn't chase too hard, so if his advancements would go over your head the first time you're in trouble!

☁️Uraraka: Girl/Boy Next Door

She would fall for a sweet guy/girl.

they would have to be an overall, kind spirit, but still have great goals.

If you're the type of person that can goes “Oh look at the moon!” and then ends up talking about a random topic like Bigfoot or aliens while looking at the stars, I could see her falling for you.

More than anything I feel like she admires driven people, so if you have shaky or unsure morals or goals, she probably isnt the one for you.

#bnha #mha #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha x reader #izuku x reader #todoroki x reader #midoriya x reader #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #kaminari x reader #uraraka x reader #iida x reader #shinsou x reader #katsuki bakugou #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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princeanxious · 5 years

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“Egg-celent” TSS- Patceit

Warnings: Aphobia, sympathetic deceit

I was requested to write this prompt with anyship, i gave it a shot xD , all errors are mine, and i hope ya’ll like it bc it’s almost 1 am for me.

Prompt: “You’re famous and I jokingly left a comment on your social media post asking if you’ll go egg my ex-partner’s house with me this weekend, and I never actually expected you to respond, let alone show up Friday night with dark sweatshirts, toilet paper rolls, and three egg cartons tucked under your arm” AU

Prior/extra info: Patceit AU where Patton is Famous(and has a youtube and uses it for good) and just moved into Dimitri’s hometown, and Dimitri is also a youtuber but a much smaller one, known for amazing stage/costume makeup artistry and the peculiar way that one side of his face is covered in freckles and the fact that his eyes have heterochromia. Patton is also really tall(6’4) and Dimitri is really short(5’2).

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‘Hey, /PatPuffballSanders, wanna help me go egg my ex’s house this weekend? I’d bet it’d be sp-egg-tacular.’

-posted at 10:23 pm, by /BoopDiSnek

The short makeup artist hadn’t expected things to escalate this far, and well, in all honesty, he hadn’t expected anything to happen at all. Perhaps it was the fact that Patton Sanders was famous, known well for his pretty voice, sneaky puns, dad humor, and growing popularity as a voice actor.

He was a ray of sunshine, and readily used that talent on every social platform he could to make people smile, but primarily on Youtube. The tall puppy of a man had a pun of the day, animal shelter promo of the week, and a monthly charity stream where he’d invite his friends and other youtubers of all kinds to play games and skits and challenges to raise money for all sorts of causes.

The puffball has a moral streak a mile wide, and has a segment for ‘Dad Chats’ in his videos with his viewers about how they should choose go about certain issues, and how their choices and feelings would affect their decisions, among other topics. He wasn’t good at words, but he tries to be the best influence he can, and that much was evident in any of his videos.

Perhaps it was the fact that Dimitri was still heartbroken, his boyfriend dumping him a week ago for someone else after a year and a half of dating. All because he was a ‘killjoy’ for not feeling sexually attracted to the man. It wasn’t even that Dimitri didn’t want it, he just hadn’t felt any of the sort towards his ex yet and didn’t feel the need to fake an act. It hadn’t sat well with his ex-boyfriends ego, apparently, as was evident in their last fight leading towards their breakup.

The words ‘freak’ and ‘prude’ had indeed stung, but not more than ‘unlovable’ had, the sentence burned into the forefront of his thoughts as his ex exclaimed it.

And maybe Dimitri had been a little out of it, typing the sarcastic message through his angry tears.

Even when pressing the post button had sent a jolt of nervousness through him, having tagged his favorite ball of sunshine, he’d never expected a response. It was evident in the comments his followers added to his post, concerned about his full week of silence, that the question had been silly. Patton? Patton Hart Sanders? The Patton Hart Sanders, egging a house? Sure, Patton had just moved into Dimitri’s hometown, but their hometown was big enough that he’d probably never run into the voice actor anyhow. And Patton just wasn’t that kind of person.

In any case, his phone had been left on the charger as he went to make some tea, and had almost spilled it everywhere when he returned 10 minutes later. A single notification from Patton Sanders himself sat, waiting to be read.

‘Now, I don’t know about eggin’ a house, Kiddo, but you sure have got me on the ‘Egg’ of my seat, ‘fryin’ to know whats eating at you. You feeling okay, Di?’’ It was a private message, sent two minutes ago, and Dimitri was barely breathing.

Okay, so maybe Dimitri was pretty gay for Patton, it was a popular type of crush, nothing very real, and that was all. He looked up to the man, definitely. However, there was no way in heaven that Patton Sanders had privately dm’d him. He could scarcely believe it, even after triple checking that this was an official Patton Sanders account. Perhaps it was unprofessional, but Patton seemed genuinely worried and was trying to reach out, and that made Dimitri feel guilty.

“Hey Pat! Don’t worry about it, I was just joking around.” He squinted at the sentence, scrutinizing it for any particular error before sending it, Patton’s response was almost immediate.

“Something tells me you weren’t, but i’ll let it slide for now, kiddo. The question remains, are you feeling okay?”

“Honestly? No, but i will be. Aphobia sucks, though. Some dude my ex turned out to be.”

It took Patton three extra minutes to respond, a hesitance present in his response. “Oh goodness, that sounds bad.. on second thought, that egging his house idea doesn’t sound so mean after all, Di!” Dimitri snorted, gently waving off the others suggestion through another message.

Back and forth they went for another hour, talking about video ideas and plans and possible collab ideas. Perhaps Dimitri was in over his head, he’d never collabed with anyone before, but he wasn’t going to turn Patton's suggestion for a stage makeup challenge for a charity livestream down.

Eventually they both went to bed, and time moved on.

Dimitri picked himself back up and threw himself back into his videos, breaking the silence with a short explanation video followed by his regularly scheduled videos. By the time Friday rolled around, Dimitri had all but forgotten about his question to Patton. Over the course of the week, both of them had gotten closer, talking about their town and suggestions of places to go, and promises to meet up that hopefully would not become empty.

It was mid-afternoon when Dimitri, who was currently mid-edit thankfully and not mid-makeup mode, got a knock on his door. Confused, he wandered to his front door and opened it, peering through his glasses at the outside world.

Well, attempting to peer, as suddenly Dimitri is met with a blue sweater-clad chest and a happy squeal of excitement coming from the man standing at his door. It takes two seconds for Dimitri to blink upwards at the taller man and recognize him as Patton Sanders, it takes Dimitri two more minutes for his brain to catch up with Patton’s excited rambling.

And to catch up with the fact that Patton is hugging him.

He notices Patton has a few things in one arm, most notably, a couple cartons of eggs. He can’t help but crack a smile, completely flabbergasted that Patton actually thought of going through with this.

Dimitri’s thoughts are going wild, and he’s pretty sure he has a headache coming on, but instead of addressing it, he plays it cool and invites the other in and decides to make tea for the both of them.

When Patton pulls out two black sweaters, one turned inside out,along with a mask and some toilet paper, Dimitri can’t hold back his giggles. He misses the way Patton lights up at the sound, and lets Patton know that they really weren’t going to egg his ex’s house. The relief is evident in Patton’s voice, “Thank goodness! I don’t think we’d fair too well in the dark!”

Dimitri can’t help but agree, adjusting his glasses. No, not even his contacts could save him for the depth perception nightmare that was aiming in the dark, plus, they’d easily get caught. Absently, Dimitri moves to hand the inside out sweater back, flipping it right side out now that the dark interior wasn’t needed, only to pause. His eyes caught on the graphic print on the front of the sweater, adjusting it in his hands so he could see it fully. He paused again, squinting at the familiar design.

It held a cute albino snake curled around a small round ornament, blepping contently with the words ‘It cold’ next to her. Under the graphic, the name of the snake was presented in pretty cursive lettering, ‘Nova.’

“Pat.. is this?? My winter merch??” Dimitri could barely hold back his disbelief, glancing up at a flustered Patton. Patton owned the merch of his pet albino python, Nova, and goodness gracious Dimitri needed to sit down.

“In my defence!! Nova is cute!! And she's even cuter when happily curled around you!” Patton huffed, arms crossed as he blushed, though unashamed at his remark. Dimitri’s mind went a hundred different ways at that, before just putting his face in his hands and sighing.

After calming down a bit, he had an idea, and glanced up at Patton who blinked at him nervously, afraid he’d messed up somehow.

“Wanna hold her?” Patton’s bright grin was worth the brief stuttering of Dimitri’s thoughts.

With permission, a picture was taken of Patton with Nova wrapped around his shoulders, captioned ‘Nova found her #1 fan, it seems!’ and posted on both of their social accounts.

And if the media went a little shipping crazy at the two’s meeting, that was fine by them.

(The End?)

I might draw somethink for this but idk yet.)

#sanders sides #patton sanders #sympathetic deceit #patceit #luka writes #luka’s aus

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spacegaywritings · 4 years

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Warming Paws and Melting Walls (2/8) “The Naming of the Beast”

Summary: Remy gets home, his day unusually long and body extremely exhausted. Still, he and the cat seem to get along a bit better as they share a bit of time bonding in their weird states.

Tags: mentions of the vet (+ aftermath), abandoned cat, alcohol/wine, tipsy Remy (being a soft man), food/ meat, pain killer mention, drinking, dummy logic, dummy thicc fucking Remy, Remy the cat whisperer, mentions of Kim Kardeshian.. shien..? idk man, slight mention of systemic oppression bc wow Remy is spilling the beans, name talks, cuddling, snuggling, books, mentions of vaccines, soft insults bc Remy, purposefully horrible old english.

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It was late when the kitty cat and Remy returned and in all honestly, the receptionist was more than exhausted and done with everything. The whole day had taken a toll on him and interacting with people under bright lights was obviously not the best for a person with photo-sensitivity and self-diagnosed bitch syndrome.

His body was hurting, the pain had gotten more intense and rendered him a heavy and sleepy mess. He still needed to feed the cat. While the pain killers had done some to ease his pain, the extra activity had him feel like absolute trash, after all.

At least, the vet had found the little queen to be healthy and taken good care of. It indicated that there were owners or strangers to take care of the kitten but there were no tattoos, no marks or anything. Whatever care the cat had received before, it seemed to be over now. Nobody was looking for the cat as far as the vet and the local pet shelter have told him.

To make sure the cat would be okay, he got scheduled appointments for vaccinations (the kitty cat already got some that day). In like, a month, he was supposed to come back. Considering the cat was about one year old, it was time to refresh vaccinations anyway, at least that is what the vet said. There was so much information smoking in his brain and it hurt him. It was extra weight putting his head down.

There was no chip for the kitten.. He would set up an ad on-line to show that the cat was found. He and the vet assume the cat to have run away from home or having been left behind after the family moved. Something like that.

Still, he could try so the cat would not really be his problem anymore. There was obviously no name tag or collar. He would have noticed, he is not that fucking dense. The vet, too.

At least Remy got some answers for what the fuck this kitten should eat and could not ever eat because it could hurt.

Also, the cat was a she. Well, too fucking bad Remy settled for they/them pronouns. While he talked to the cat, he could at least practice pronouns he usually did not use much. The cat could not get offended. Totally a win-win situatuon.

The coffee lover curled up on the couch, kitty cat still somewhat drowsy in his lap.To be honest, the cat felt drunk to him, so Remy did not know better but to nurse his own wine while giving the kitten some chicken he had gotten for them.

“Queen, you are a really really unbelievable thing”, he started as he looked at the tiny void in his lap that was currently chewing on a last bit of chicken pieces.

He had removed all that bone stuff and washed off the meat before to make sure it was not seasoned or too greasy and such for the kitten. Totally no need to kill the poor thing when he could just be fucking careful and mind their needs and limits.

“You know, you get all hot on those funny things and you are living with me now - without paying rent - and like, you do not even give me your a name. You are, like, the most mysterious person I have ever met. Fucking rude, you little harlot.”

Remy sipped a bit of his wine and placed the package on the table. Yes, he drank wine out of a package because he was a cheap person. He needed to pay off the flat he had bought because his job did not make the most money ever. At least it was enough for him having a somewhat cozy and stable life.

He carefully shifted under the warm weight of the warm fluff. Remy was so glad the vet cleaned the cat so he did not need to do that. Was that extra service? He definitely paid for this shit, not gonna lie. Well, he would get a bill eventually and then he could still get upset over that. Ultimately, it did not matter right? He had some savings and the cat would be gone soon because it was someone else’s kitty cat.

It was not even in his place to just cuddle with the kitten while watching some bitch flick. But now that he had to ditch his weekend routine for the cat, they had to suck up for it. Also, he was just in a ton of pain by now and hoping for the local wine package to just knock him out well enough. If his senses were numbed, so were his pain receptors because brain foggy when Remy drunk-y.

“Listen up, kitty cat. We might need a name for you, darling”, he started and looked down at how they were licking over their muzzle and nose.

The meal was done and the cat seemed satisfied... The little tongue looked so cute, it was so so pink.

“I mean, maybe you already have a name but calling you queen all the time ..”, he trailed off and shrugged, “you know, don’t know whether you, like, deserve that title to be a name. It is something you earn and live, but you are not just some queen. Except when you are some fucking royal but who the fuck cares about that shit.”

The cat looked up at him and he vaguely looked back before sticking his tongue out and gently brushing through the soft fur of the little monster of coal he sheltered.

“Yeah, right. Fuck the Queen. It is not the same as you being a queen. Anyway, it would kinda not be the same for you to be a queen and to be Queen. You know?“

Remy chuckled as the kitten pushed its head against his ribcage.

“You totally get me, don’t you?”

The kitten meowed in reply and he continued to pet the little ball of softness. The little one even smelled great. Well, now.

“Okay, let us give you a name that fits you. I don’t know, honey. Something fancy but also classy because it is you”, he giggled, “I don’t know but we will find something!”

Remy gently picked up the little kitten and hummed as he stumbled over to the bookshelves. His wine was abandoned and the small void simply meowed in response to his actions.

“You know what, fuck that show. They all suck anyway, honey. Reality TV is just a nice background .. nice, like.. what else would people watch Kim Kardeshian for? Genuine interest? Gurl, it is all about the sounds and sights or plainly being the malicious bitch to gossip and ridicule these people.”

He giggled and settled before the bookshelf, sitting there with the little queen on his arms. Was queen a title, now? Not a name but somehow some kind of pet name, huh.

“You know what, kitty?”, he whispered and the cat shook their head at the sudden sounds and the wet breath Remy offered. They pushed their little head against the man’s collar bone.

“I am that kinda bitch to do all the heavy gossiping.”

He laid down and let the cat rest on his chest. His back was pressed against the dark floor in his reading corner. The curious little cloud looked around and stood up, tail curiously moving from one side to the other. Then it stayed and moved in slow-motion before returning to the other side while staying kinda between low and horizontal.

Cats were so cute.

And the cat really looked like a cloud.

A dark one.

Not a black sheep, a black cloud!

“Storm cloouUuUuUd”, Remy sang softly and the cat turned back to him, letting out a responsive sound in reply.

They understood him! Or were at least annoyed enough to react and give him a “what the fuck” look with all the sassy cat-ness in their bi-coloured orbs.

“Aw!! You react! But that is a long way to go, still, you brooding little dust ghost.”

He blew a little bit off of the cat’s head and brushed it off to make sure it was all clear. Maybe from the chicken or the couch.

He had to cleaaaan, ew. Woooork.

Bad cat. They really be spreading the dust around like a little ghost.

Damn it, he only wanted to find some nicknames for the small being.

“Cat, can’t you do the work for me? I mean, come on, I totally got you to the vet and you got drugged for free. That is a real favour to do for a stranger, gurl.”

The cat looked back up at him.

Oh, how could he have forgotten about that??

“Bitch!”

Remy exclaimed wildly and sat up, simply to fall back into the ground with a dull ‘thud’ accompanying his motions. The insides of his head seemed to be forcefully shrunk together and the tipsy man groaned in annoyance. The pain was so fuzzy and far away, it was basically a street sign on the other side of the street during a day of heavy fog.

All he did feel was the heaviness of his head and the horrible throbbing that came right after he limply dropped into the hard wood again.

“uh… Aw, I am the dumb bitch, here. Kim, save me”, he weakly slurred.

Obviously, he was in about the greatest state to take care of another being, especially one that was just as drowsy as him and slowly processed his sudden movements with flinches away from him.

When the man did not move, the curious guest nudged Remy’s nose with their own.

Had the coffee lover seen it, he would have swooned, probably.

Well, on the other side, he slowly got himself together and carefully shifted again, this time being considerate of his own and the kitty’s needs. He was much slower, lethargic in a way, it would make Sloth itself jealous.

Eventually, he was in position, vision still blurred with blackish spots tainting his view on the dimly lit apartment.

“So- as I was saying… wait”, he started yet trailed off soon after, voice quieting down and light eyes closing.

“uh.. yeah, I know where I left off. So, as I was, uh, saying.. Like, bitch! You are totally as tipsy as I am with all those killers in ya, big boi.”

Once more, his own giggles filled the room while the cat just pushed their head against his chin. The creature somewhat vibrated a bit and it felt oddly funny to Remy. Indescribable sounds came from the little kitty cat. It did not sound like a Queen, not really. It was more like uh.. a cat. Nothing else Remy has ever heard sounded quite like that.

“You uh.. you still need a name, you little void egg, you. Hihi.“

Remy curled and gently cradled the black ball closer. His grip around the cat was secure yet loose. The cloud of nothingness was comfortably sunk into his arms as the man got onto his wobbly legs and moved his jelly sticks closer to the little corner of books and boxes once more.

The kitten did have more than just great taste to hide there when they first started exploring some shit around his flat.

Their flat?

… uhh.. the doc said to look for the original owners.. oh man, he still had to do that on top of all the things he had to do. And he did not even know whether it was worth it but it was much better than just giving the cat over to some shelter.. uh.. cat thingy.. cat orphanage?

Cat orphanage. Sounded like a totally valid word. Yes, Remy, the name was, like, totally not sanctuary. Absolutely it was not. You fucking genius.

The kitten was snuggled up to Remy’s chest, acutely unaware of the change of environment that slowly came around with Remy wandering off their spot to really dive into the corner of his secret reading delights. He was back on the oriel, the space were the floor was not any dark wood anymore but instead carpeted in wine red. This was the only piece of floor in his home that had a little bit of carpet and it just started with a provisional glass door he had put there with more than just a little effort.

Basically, this little corner was a glass globe library with the perfect sight on the snowy streets and other weather conditions throughout life. Due to architecture, he basically had a built-in bench because some oriels build a “dent” into the home which can be used as some kind of elaborate and excessively broad window sill.

It was worth all the work he had put into it.

Whenever he came in to read, it was calm and silent, it was warm but easily adjusted by opening the windows or turning on the heating (considering he did not live in the warmest region on earth at all. In fact, he lived in a more moderate climate and enjoyed the tendency towards coolish temperatures. Despite climate change, there was still snow early in the winter months).

The two curled up on the floor, leaning against a beanbag. Remy was leaning against the beanbag, to be specific. The kitten was curled up on Remy, cuddling into his arms like the hazy bitch they were. The Queen could barely process anything but well, steady ground it was.

Remy was resting on the bean bag, the cat silently meowing at the change of softness around them when the home-owner slowly turned his body for the kitten to slide against the bad with him.

Maybe the cat liked it. Nobody could know anything because the cat was out of it and also, cats were hell-spawns who were not to be understood but worshipped only.

A book was resting in Remy’s lap. When did he pull it there? He did not remember. Maybe it had just settled with him, flying over or whatnot.

The book was one hell of a beast.

Pages upon pages were stacked on top of one another and bound together in the obscene creation of a whole book that held knowledge, big enough to rival a human brain in size - at least when putting this knowledge onto pages in barely readable fonts and size.

“Yo, cat. We need a name for ya, honey.”

He let his head roll to the side and then back into position again. The void looked over at him and seemed to shrug. Maybe Remy was imagining things.

“Uh.. You can’t read that for me, now, can you? Why do people even get cats, man. Like, no offence but is that not why we have human beings? So we socialise and uh .. uh like.. taaaalk and hate one another. Cuz we totaaally need that kinda interaction.”

His voice let the words blend in together, the muffled sentence barely resembling different words or sounds but instead one big hum. Useless blabber, at most. Not that the pet would understand him if he was putting proper effort into talking like a sober and completely sane person.

“Caaat. Caaaat, just learn reading? Give yourself a name, gurl. Independence!”

Yeah, well.. This seemed not to work, in fact, it obviously resembled a fruitless endeavour instead. Much like teaching a donkey how to sow greens, the cat took up Remy’s words and ignored them skilfully. Even in his tipsy mind, he was well aware that an animal would not just magically learn reading and then read out to him. However, the wishful thinking was still in his heart… and his foggy dummy mind.

He reverted to child-like attention spans and reasoning abilities whenever he got to drink just a bit more than a little. And honestly, the wine got a little to him, especially with this bottomless void eating, like, all of this fucking chicken.

He mumbled something about sharing under his breath before he pulled the book closer and heaved it open with his weak noodle power. There was not that much energy left in his heart. He was tipsy and as soft as molten butter.

The book groaned as it was opened, awakening the pages of knowledge from deep slumber.

It willingly dropped the front and backside onto Remy’s lap. It spread like a good partner for the intimate deeds. The excitement of being handled and warmed by a knowledge-seeking person got to it and drove the book to reveal just the right passage for them.

“Names.. Names. Kitty cat, pick a name.”

“mrrrow..?”

“Yeah, hoe, but like, you’re a Queen.. to me and not to others so how about you lemme pick a name, so the mortals can give you their foolish attempts of daring to raise their voice at you without spoiling your title, you void hoe.”

The cat gave him a slow-motion blink of two eyes. These wonderfully coloured eyes.. How were cats allowed to just have such precious gems as eyes. Like.. did he rob some jewellery store thing.. did they have names again, he felt like they had some kinda name and he was supposed to know this and all.

Uh, he would be clever later.

“Alright. This is a name dictionary thing. Like, for when you get a baby and you need to name that little shit, so the system can discriminate against it. It gives you names, you know. You have them according to the alphabet which is a linguistic attempt at bringing order into the way we communicate and organise shit. By the way, this is totally lame because language is fucking liv- ah, uh.. alive. That’s the bitch I was looking for.”

Remy suppressed a burp before he allowed himself to continue.

“Can you .. can you just paw this thing?”

The cat did not move. Uh.. He carefully nudged the little monster. A lazy glare was thrown his way but this is where it stopped. Such a lazy hoe. They would be the bestest of friends very soon.

Seriously, kitten? Not even some dumbass meow sound or whatever? Wow, okay. Selfish much.

He groaned.

Now we was getting upset with a little cat. He made it this far in his life. Instead of diving deeper into any negative feelings, he moved himself. His finger gently tapped onto the paw once more and softly stroked it before putting it onto the page.

“Oh, mine own dearest liege, I has't did summon all the fucks i has't hath left to giveth and ‘t wast enow to maketh.. this miracle! Uh - thou hath moveth thy fucking paw. ”

…Not even that did get the cat to as much as meow at him. At LEAST the void monster spared him a glance of annoyance for his effort. Valid, valid. At least some feedback, thundercloud. Yet, the moment was gone as soon as it came and the kitten then dropped the whole thing and looked down again.

Some sorta ritual to close their eyes and nap away. Even the cat had better living habits than he did.

“Nonononono, dun nap jus yeeeet! V-V … uh..”

He had taken up the name from the book, accepting the fate of the paw and started looking into the decision of the higher spirits. He was ready to act up on whatever the heavens and skies and all that shit have decided for the cat to be named.

The man squinted at the pages.

The top of it said “V”, so he knew that this was the start for their name now. Of course the Queen would be such a diva and end up with a name as unique as starting with such a rare letter. Totally Extra :tm:.

To be fair.. who the fuck used those letters anyway, man.. xylophone? Laaaaaaaaaaaame. Virginia, Voltron, V-.. V…

“Virgil”

Remy blinked.

He blinked multiple fucking times.

The name did NOT, unlike his mind��s stupid expectation, suddenly change into something like, uh, you know,… Jared. Some funny shit.

No, it was still this name. Virgil.

“Is that even a name for a cat who I declare to be gendered in the neutral only? Uh, you know.. whatever, like, it is whatever because you are a QUEEEEEENG.. Queen.. a queen. You just un-rule gendered names. They are stupid anyway, guuurl. Fuck this all.”

“Queen Virgil! Now how does that make you feel, huh?”

The kitten gave him another blink and finally retreated their paw.

“Yeah, my little nightmare goat. We are gonna go nap all night, all day!”

The man giggled again. Then he made sure to just give up and fall asleep like that, curled up on a beanie, kitty cat fur tickling him and doing nothing to facilitate his breathing. All he breathed in was ai- uh.. No.. Virgil’s fur.

Welcome to a change of life, huh?

Or simply: “Welcome, Virgil”.

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alessandrxs-a · 4 years

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* 𝐇𝐒𝐇𝐐𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊𝟎𝟎𝟓 : 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏 .

001. name / age / pronouns

lina / 21 / she & her

002. which character(s) do you play?

ale , amon , omari & renee !

003. nationality / ethnicity / timezone

british / caucasian / gmt

004. tell us a bit about your ( home / current ) country / city / etc. your pick

i kinda moved around a lot as kid so nowhere was rly PERMANENT except from i was born & mostly raised in a teeny ass town in yorkshire where everything is old school ( like we even have our own castle , look up conisbrough & u’ll bear witness ) but currently i’m living in staffordshire where my dad’s from & there’s literally nothing to do here ! so most of the time i go venturing off to manchester or smth bc then at least there’s smth to do askjdnasjk but yeah , it’s literally boring . we’re famous for potteries though !

005. favourite color / fruit / season

mint green / apples or strawberries !! / summer bby

006. favourite books + writer whose writing style you admire the most

this is seriously so hard for me bc i love a lot of books but my favourites are probably a toss up between the great gatsby ( we studied that book in college & it’s always been one of my favourite reads ) , the divergent series or the maze runner series ! i rly adore veronica roth’s writing bc i think it’s so simple but it’s also so descriptive & so easy to understand .

007. what kinda music do you listen to + any fave bands / musicians

this is like asking me to choose a favourite child dkjnfddf but honestly my music taste differs ? but to give u a taste , i rly love lauv / bazzi / LANY / the 1975 / YMAS / all time low / fall out boy / selena gomez’s recent album is BOMB ok change my mind / charlotte lawrence / u can’t go wrong with some normani / the weeknd / honestly probably more but i'm doing this one the whim ok pls don’t yell at me dkjnfdffdk

008. what are you doing for a living / what are you studying?

i studied english language , literature , & media in college but now i work in a nursing home & am a care assistant to the elderly !

009. what’s your dream occupation?

right now i would say my end goal would just to develop my career & eventually get into nursing , but idealistic i would like to publish my own book one day if my dumbass can commit to one stupid story line

010. relationship status

single & i couldn’t be happier abt it

011. coffee, tea or hot chocolate?

i have coffee beans coming out of my hears

012. dream holiday destination?

i’m basic & jus wanna go to italy , even if it’s just for the weekend , PLS . but also america or australia

013. the thing you’re most proud about yourself

i would say time management but ik that’s a lie bc i can’t stick to a set schedule to save my own life but ig i’m very dedicated ? i’ve also come out of my shell in recent years which is something younger me would cry abt before doing ( ur girl has an actual PHONE voice now . without STUTTERING . that’s progress my dudes ) so i guess growing into myself & becoming more comfortable in social situations ? idk SKJDFKJNNK

014. tell us a bit about your family!

i have an older sister & a little brother ( who’s rly my half brother & is taller than me , but he’s still younger ) ! i have a lil niece called eliza - mae who is literally a little shit the biggest part of the time but she’s honestly so fucking cute my heart melts every single time i see her . i live with my mum & ( step ) dad & we’re a pretty close family who torment each other’s soul cases out

015. how long have you known your closest friend?

my whole life ( it’s my mum dfkjghkjf )

016. superpower you’d like to have?

to read ppl’s minds so i can channel edward cullen

017. celebrity you’d like to meet?

when i tell u i’ll do anything to meet mbj , i mean anything

018. guilty pleasures

binge watching tv shows that i’ve seen ten million times over , mainly tvd bc stefan salvatore ? i would Die for him

019. pet peeves

ppl talking with their mouth full . like ur lips DO close , u know

020. do you have any hobbies?

does photoshop count ?

021. where would you like to live in the future?

honestly probably australia , when we were in school we did a house hunting thing in TT & me & my friend would jus look at houses in australia that we could never afford 🤷🏼‍♀️

022. tell us a story about a thing that recently happened to you! it can be a funny, scary, sad story, your pick!

idk i’m rly boring djkfndkjf but i once got dragged for having a stefan salvatore based discord ? & then i changed it up to katherine pierce & got called out for trying to be sneaky . u can Never win #itried

#hshqtask005 #naomi i hope ur happy bc even i fell asleep while WRITING this #* ❪ 𝐚𝐝𝐬 ❫ ◞ 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⤿ tasks .

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