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sevicia · 9 months
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OK SO Here's the thing.... : I went to another school during freshman year and in that time my friends made a New friend who I never got along with (nothing bad just didn't mesh well together), and she would often make my friends feel bad by "joking" about certain things.
So high school ends & she never talks in the group chat, doesn't respond when we @ her, and just doesn't seem to care about us at all. Also she started studying at the same institute as my other friend except she did night classes while my friend was in the daytime program.
My friend started having trouble with school in the sense that it triggered her being suicidal, so she dropped out and made a new groupchat with just us because she didn't wanna tell her the reason she dropped out and make things awkward, since there was never really any trust between them (or the rest of us).
So basically we forget about the old GC and just talk in the new one, except my friends insist on talking over there occasionally for... some reason... which I don't get because SHE ghosted us for like a solid year and really did not seem to care about us at all. Like I legiterally don't think it matters to her.
I do feel bad about it because if my friends did that to me (creating a new GC without me) I would be absolutely devastated, but she never talked in the first place?
And today is my friend's birthday (HBD I wuv u) and we're all going to her house but they decided it would be a good idea to talk about it in the old groupchat and the friend who ghosted us (and who we are erm. ghosting.) went "I'll go ^_^" and now we're all like O_O because we hung out so many times and talk so much without her?
IDK why I'm posting about this truly cause I KNOW what we're doing is shitty and we are not the collective victim (if there even is one), I just don't know what 2 do about it. Mutuals U have the mic 🎤
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cattatonically · 1 year
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Want You Bad - Day 4
This is part of a series for #sterekvalentineweek - I would suggest reading them in order.
What you can generally expect - hilarity, chaos, mishaps, slow burn, strong language, and vague descriptions of some minor criminal activity.
I hope you have as much fun on this adventure as I did!
Day 1 Day 2 Day 3
It really should have been a routine sort of day. Stiles and Danny were at the Sheriff’s station, going over some paperwork for a joint investigation.
It wasn’t often that his dad, or his deputies, asked for his help, but when they did Stiles made sure to do everything by the book. Well. As by the book as he could. And what the others didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. He hoped.
Danny was going over the finer details of his particular skillset, while Stiles was trying to maintain an air of professionalism. Which, admittedly, was rather difficult given his current state of general disarray.
Stiles and chaos often went hand in hand. However, this time, it really hadn’t been his fault.
Peter really knew how to bring out the worst in Stiles, and between their bickering, and Stiles missing the alarm he’d set on his phone, he’d been late picking up Danny for their meeting at the station.
And being late resulted in flailing. Which resulted in tripping over a crack in the sidewalk. Stiles hadn’t had time to change, which thus resulted in meeting with Danny, and then Chief Deputy Jordan Parrish in torn jeans, a dusty-looking flannel shirt, and some nasty scrapes along his forearms.
All in all, they’d seen Stiles in worse situations, so really, he was doing okay. Except for the look of distaste that Derek had thrown his way when he’d seen him walk into the station. That would stay with Stiles for a long, long time.
As it was, going over the details of the joint investigation meant that Stiles could keep Derek at his back, which was both anxiety-inducing, and a small blessing.
“Delivery for you, Deputy Hale,” Stiles heard from behind him. This also seemed to catch the attention of everyone in the room, including his father. Stiles turned in time to watch Derek open a box cautiously. A balloon popped out of the box, emblazoned with the words “I WUV U!”. And Derek. Well. He looked flabbergasted.  
Turning back to the task at hand, Stiles set about concluding the meeting as quickly as possible, and left the station without even saying goodbye to his father.
Whether or not he bought nearly a week’s worth of wine on his way home was a secret he would take to his grave.
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“Stiles.”
“Fuck off, Peter.”
“Why are you throwing up your emotions all over my gorgeous, expensive, Italian leather sofa?”
“Fuck. Off. Peter.” So, Stiles hadn’t quite made it home. Despite Peter’s general, well, Peter-ness, he really was one of the only people Stiles wanted to see right that moment.
Stiles was saved from Peter’s reply by the door to Kira and Peter’s home opening, and the sound of voices floating from the doorway. Stiles sat up from his flopped position on the couch, and watched Kira and Derek walk into the living room. Thankfully, Kira had a bottle of vodka in her hands. A very, very large one. It would go well with his wine.
“My my, nephew. You’re not one to go for the hard stuff. Are we celebrating something?” Leave it to Peter to salt Stiles’ wounds. Derek glanced quickly at Stiles, then sat in the armchair across from the couch as Kira continued on through the living room and into the kitchen.
“I guess you could say we’re celebrating something,” Derek mumbled back. Now that Stiles was looking at him properly, he could see how exhausted Derek looked. He hadn’t seen him that tired since the four day stakeout the summer before when he’d arrested of a financially abusive cult leader.
A few moments later, Kira returned to the living room carrying a tray of drinks which she set on the coffee table. She handed out the drinks, then gave Peter a quick kiss on the cheek before settling on the couch, between her husband and Stiles.
“Well, nephew. Please do enlighten us.”
“We were finally able to arrest my stalker today.” Stiles blinked. Wait. What? By the tension Stiles felt in Kira, and the look of pure rage on Peter’s face, they were just as affected as he was.
“Wait. What?” he asked. Someone had to. Derek rolled his eyes.
“My stalker, Stiles. The one who sent the balloon to the station.”
“The balloon. Confessing their “wuv” for you?”
“That would be the one.”
“I feel like we’re missing some pertinent details, Derek.” Peter was livid. Derek chose that moment to down his drink in one swallow.
“For months now, someone has been sending very direct confessions of love and devotion to the station, addressed to me. These advances have been extremely unwanted. This time, the courier who made the delivery was able to trace the purchase back, and the company the order was placed with was more than willing to assist in light of the warrant they were presented. My stalker is no longer my problem.”
“And you didn’t come to me as this was happening? You didn’t tell anyone?” The rage had slipped off of Peter’s face, only to be replaced with distress. Distress Stiles was feeling in spades.
“It wasn’t your concern. It was my problem to deal with.” Then, Derek stood, took his glass, and the tray, and wandered in the direction of the kitchen.
“I beg your ever-loving pardon!” Peter followed quickly, and Stiles could hear their continued bickering from his seat on the couch.
“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” Stiles sighed, then slumped.
“I take it you witnessed this gift being delivered, and that’s why you’re here?”
“I really thought I’d lost my chance, Kira. I was nursing a broken heart!”
“By wallowing all over my Italian leather?”
“Oh my god, you are so Peter’s wife.”
Still bickering, Derek and Peter returned to the living room with a fresh tray of drinks. Well, if Stiles was committed to getting sloshed, at least now he wouldn’t feel quite as pathetic about it.
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fallowfinality · 2 years
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🍓 soft owo ?
(pease 😭😭😭😭 i legit love how you write its so. vibrant? its so Much and i live for it. also i think we may legit have the same sense of humor except yours is smarter lol
i thinkque. you go a lot of places w al that im kinda scared to go w moze, even though my moze goes a lil further than canon. your al is so fleshed out i really think he could just Exist, like he could just manifest somewhere in my neighborhood, im a princewished aladdin truther hes out there.
also wuv u for just being cool w rayyan n the stuff i come up with lmao. fee princewished my bestanned)
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another-dra-anew · 11 months
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scuttles. if ur still doing the ask meme. kurokawa (annie)
kurokawa!!! i totally didn’t fill out everything except the last bullet point and then forget i was working on this for like a week. ☺️
-My identity hc for them
i hc’ed her as lesbian specifically for a v long time, but bi kurokawa has been speaking to me recently ? bisexual homoromantic may b,, split attraction model my beloved. but who really knows!! my thoughts will prolly change again. 
and i don’t really think much abt her gender identity! she prolly ids as like.. a girlie pop. that’s what she’d say if u asked her. some characters are canonically cis some canonically trans some of them i have opinions on but it’s not smthn like. “canon” per se. and some i just have zero thoughts whatsoever kurokawa is in that last category
- Thoughts on their home life/family
neeeed to rewrite the motive scene in ch1 so bad. uhmmm. ya know. i think kurokawas love of streaming/social media/etc stemmed from like….. wanting to have fwends and that not really being an option for her ? she was v well loved and v well taken care of but like… having a bunch of besties who she could go have sleepovers with and stuff was never a feasible thing… so i think like. having a fanbase is vv much so a comfort thing. can’t have friends over to do their makeup but can do her own makeup while chatting with people. can’t bake for friends but can share recipes/demonstrate them and see people post their recreations. not really about her family, but it’s a bit of a home life detail! 
  - How i feel about their canonical writing/handling
i like how she’s written and handled! i actually reaaaally like what happens with her narratively for reasons i cant explain yet. buuut yea i like her she’s fun! even if her writing kinda shows how old beta is (ie was written before we had proper dra translations). “but wait couldn’t u just rewrite her personality now we know mikakos true behavior” consider: i don’t want to !!!! i wuv her she’s staying. i’ve gently changed things but just… shhh. it’s fine. <3
- The one thing i’d want to make canon about them
despite being in the… sunny and sociable archetype (i will NOT spoil… (<- trying to keep myself in check) but hopefully smthn that’s come across is how like. a big message rn is how important being besties is to preventing murders), kurokawa is like. zero help to keeping people hopeful and not wanting to murder one another in a kg setting. personality =/= how good u are at connecting with people. shes not going to actively make things worse like Some People, but simply having a cheerful nature will noooot help people stay happy and if anything can result in further isolation. it’s a matter of how u interact with others- there’s people who are more negative/pessimistic but they do better to increase the odds of the group being calm than kurokawa does.
and this is nothing against her as a character or a person!! it’s just a matter of how beta is written, and also how she’s written and handled, that i wish was more apparent. i think it’s a fun insight on her personality and who she is. she’s not consciously trying to be, like…… she’d love it if she could be uplifting and a source of hope! but she just Doesn’t form those bonds with people immediately. tsuzuna have very specific approaches and are very Conscious of how they interact with others, and kurokawa just doesn’t have theee… knowledge/skill/experience. because she’s not used to long term emotional crisis management!!!
- My number one favorite ship for them
…y’all remember kobashikawas ask meme fill? i should say kuronori logically they’re The moment. but my brain rn is saying tomori/kurokawa…..
- …Now everyone else i ship with them
she’s v shippable!! again my hcs change often but rn she’s actually one of the characters i can see w/classmates of the opposite gender. woah. that in mind tho, i only really actively ship her with the other members of the kuronorimakitomo polycule, but i also think she’d be cute dating tomori and iranami (downsizing the polycule…. if kurokawa and tomori are with iranami, does that mean inori and maki are with hatano? hm..)!! i think she’d also kinda be 👀? at taira when they first met, but after getting to know her a bit better kurokawas like “oh !” and side steps away. she doesn’t like tais energy.
- The thing i will NEVER ship
. do i need to say it. 
- a dynamic/relationship i wish was explored more (in canon, or in fandom)
the fact kurokawa was like. kobashikawa should come with us to the exorcism cuz he investigated the store!!!! despite. literally investigating the store with him is really funny to me. underrated moment girlie what was ur reasoning there!!! also she didn’t even invite ōtori. it’s so silly to me, so i have to say kurokawa and kobashikawa- OH though!! i do also like her and uehara. canon answer for dra in general, to put them together. but i think they’re silly!! overall just the maedas exorcism gang!
- thoughts on their design (appearance-wise)
!!! i like her design a lot actually! constantly changing little details, but the general concept of purple jacket, black t-shirt, black shorts, then socks and sneakers, is always the same, and i always like it!! it’s a bit more plain, but it allows for little details to be added (shoes w/hand drawn details, custom made jacket), which are cute and add to her character! liiike, kurokawa and uehara both have custom shoes and jackets, but they came about them, and stylized them in v different ways, and so it says smthn different while still being the same sort of concept. buuuut anyways!! she’s cute and i wuv her fit <3!! 
- A music-related thought- a song that reminds me of them, or what their music taste is, etc
maybe a weird thing to point out as a niche?  but i think she listens to a lot of kpop girl groups…. fun time to mention that i cannot imagine her on twitter i think she has one for like. her brand ? which is very inactive. i don’t think she’s one where the music like……. ✨speaks✨ to her i think she’s a casual enjoyer of the things she likes!
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sk3tch404 · 1 year
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WOOOOOOOOOOO FIRST LI REVEAL LETS GOOOOO :DDD
I wuv him,,, I,, i wanna put him in my hand and, and- (( S Q U I S H )) is there an option to call him our pathetic little meow meow yet? /j
Rlly digging his hat ngl 👀👀 there's just smth about those types of hats that make me go mmmm nice when I see them- the fact that he wears a leather jacket greatly amuses me too, because leather jacket vampire man,, yeah of course he's Valentines Day 😒 /lh , he definitely activates my gremlin "fite me u lil shit-" mode in the most positive way possible. Def taking a liking to the Colors you picked for his hair (I bet he looks hilarious if you put him in pigtails hehe-)
Also loving the edit, not just because gawd dayum we already gettin personality scraps!? 👀👀 but also because from the way you edited the teeth, it implies that either Rory or Timmy's Dad only have a singular front tooth instead of teeth (this was prolly unintentional on your part but it's still hilarious LMAO)
Rory reminded me of the fact that I also had a ""vampire"" OC at some point, except he's just a Goth!Mosquito Hybrid with a Chuunibyou complex lol
-Ren'py anon
AHHHHH TYSM <33
I'll be sure to put a mocking option when I'm work on his route 😎 he's a playa soooooo
I HATE him but I love him
THANK YOU SO NOTICING THE HAT. I LOVE LOVE LOVE THE STUPID CAPTAIN HATS THEY'RE SO COOL. He wears a half/crop length leather jacket because he has a bad boy look for all the ladies he feasts on 😍
He prefers young women in the middle of college/university because they're dumb and looking for a 'thrill' (Not speaking for u though renpy nonny! Ur a smart cookie!) Or goodie two shoes that eat their veggies on a daily basis. 22 - 30 is the ripe age of, "Mm, yes this is the right amount of iron." He doesn't like people who drink or use substances too much though. Messes up taste.
Rory is if fight or flight was a physical being
And yeah, he's a MEANIE. All charms, no real kindness here 😭 maybe those pigtails will chill his ego out. He's looking emo asf already, what else is there to lose? His dignity? Yeah right.
I ALSO NOTICED THAT WHILE DRAWING IT. I was literally thinking, "Hmmmmm this looks weird, but it's Timmie's dad so he's supposed to be goofy looking 😇"
Speaking of your vampire mosquito hybrid oc, WE NEED MORE OCS WITH A CHUUNIBYOU COMPLEX. WHERE THEY HAVE THESE REALLY GREAT FANTASIES AND PRETEND TO BE ALL POWERFUL (Or maybe im reading this wrong, I've only seen an anime with this title lol)
Feel free to send him in :3
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lapithae · 3 years
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Please keep popping off about the FGO MCs. That tea is piping hot, and we really love to see it (again). I haven't seen anyone share my visceral hatred at the imbalance in fics on AO3 like you, and it gives me so much life
First of all, thank you- but secondly, is thinking that the Guda's are boring as shit MC's a hot take?
Thirdly... it's rant time, baby. Buckle in. Tumblr-User 'Goofhell' is going to get mad at a fictional cardboard-cutout of a teenager.
Okay, I enjoyed the Babylonia anime- it wasn't perfect, but I enjoyed it- and it also showcased just... how pointless Ritsuka is. 90% of the time he watched from the sidelines and screamed someone's name, and then when it was over trotted over to the bad guy and said '...join us :)' and because they're female Servants they said 'omg...... ok hehehehe... :)'.
Like, remember the Gorgon vs Ushiwakamaru fight, where Ritsuka told Ushiwakamaru a few scenes beforehand that 'hey.... did you know.... yoshitsune is incredibly famous in the future.......' which should have been incredibly obvious to literally anyone with a brain and especially Ushiwaka because she's a FUCKING SERVANT and she went 'wow...... master-dono.......... that's fucking wild..... i'll remember this forever.....' but like, the entire scene was pointless in general and only slapped in because Ritsuka did like... fuck-all in that singularity.
I mean, props to Cloverworks and the writing team for deciding to give him a fuck-off punch-glove mystic code for Solomon so that they can contribute to the plot. I do want to see them fistfight Goetia, because that's literally the one feat people bring up when talking about them and the only actual thing they've done without having to lean on someone else's immense power.
Like, the thing that bugs me the most is when people deny that Ritsuka is a self-insert, or think they're deeper than they actually are. Because in reality, Ritsuka is just a blob made into the shape of a person. They have no morals- except when they need to be super good- but not too good so that the bad girl Servants can fawn over them- but just good enough so that the good girl Servants can fawn over them.
Like, Moriarty's bond 5 is like 'you're good but you don't hate evil, and when evil happens to you you stay good' or whatever, and at a glance that seems deep, until you think about and realize that it means 'this teenage jerkoff has the moral backbone of an eclair just so they can screw koyanskaya and kiara without losing their sense of personal justice'. And this is only lampshaded like... ONCE with Chloe who says that it's really fucked up how they can contract with so many Servants and yet have no issues about it whatsoever.
And I have my own issues with how bond lines- at least with female Servants- mean 99% of the time that they'll fall in love with Ritsuka for no actual fucking reason. Like, I really liked 'base' Koyanskaya's bond 5 because it was a 'love confession', but it was so twisted and hate-filled and entirely dependent on Ritsuka's suffering that it worked for her.
...And then 'Koyanskaya Weapon' rolled along and said 'i'm a goddess and i wuv u forever :)' and I felt nothing but hate. I'll still use her though. The design is awesome.
Like, only the fucking guys get interesting conclusions to their bond lines because DW doesn't like giving male Servants the ability to declare affection, so the writing team has to actually try. Chen Gong's bond lines- where he grows closer due to thinking Ritsuka has the same mindset as him, before backing away and retaining professionalism at bond 5 out of respect due to realizing that Ritsuka actually isn't as battle-hungry as he is was a great way of showing Chen Gong growing closer and learning more about his character.
Even Oberon's bond lines don't have any sort of confession. His bond 5 as 'Oberon' has him lamenting the nature of truth and lies, and his Bond 5 as 'Vortigern' have him lamenting the tangibility of dreams- but I'm LEARNING about him. His lines have CHARACTER. From start to finish I am actively learning about what type of person Oberon-Vortigern is because at step 5 they don't fucking slam on the breaks so that he can confess how much he wants to screw this shitty morally-flabby child.
Each character gets 5 Bond Lines (with some exceptions like Melusine), and for the female Servants they’re literally written as a fucking race to see who wants to hang out with Chris Hansen the fastest.
DW sits there like: ‘Bond 3? Bond 3 she wants to screw the teenager? Bond 4? Bond 4 is pretty late... the ancient fae queen? Oh, the ancient fae queen wants to bone this random teenager IMMEDIETELY, they’ll LOVE that one.’
Sorry, what were we talking about? Ritsuka? Shit character? Bad writing? Anyways, shifting back on track...
I'm wondering... why does everyone love this kid? Like I get 'haha Harem Protagonist EX', but... like... no? The Heroines in Fate/Stay Night all had specific aspects of Shirou that they liked, and the story made sure to give him time to express those qualities. Sure, it all started with the 'high jump meme', but Rin and Sakura both learned different things about him from the 'high jump incident', and it led them to liking him.
But why do any of the female Servants like Ritsuka? They're- actually, no, let's use 'he' since that's the only demographic the writers are thinking of. He's... brave? Sure. Reckless. Overly dependent on others. Lacking any sort of real moral struggle or integrity because the plot bends over backwards to make him right all the time. He's not strong, or talented, but so obscenely average- and yet apparently that averageness is so incredibly attractive that even people like Cleopatra and Semiramis are tripping over themselves getting all tsun-tsun for Masutaa-kun.
...It's kind of like he's the type of bad 'black-haired', generic, isekai protagonist that literally almost everyone in every anime fanbase hates.
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solomonish · 3 years
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( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite. - for whoever you want! I just thought this one was fun 👉👈
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owo.....this gave me teasing vibes so I, naturally, had to write for Belphie :3
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.  - Belphegor
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Belphegor was...moody, to put things gently. Sometimes, it was hard to blame him: his brothers always got on one another's nerves, and he was no exception. On top of that, there still seemed to be a rift between all of them, a misunderstanding nobody dared approach on the subject of just how bad it was for Belphie in the attic. That added with the regular stress of losing a family member and being in a literal war made some of his more irritable moods more understandable. More bearable.
Other times, however, it was clear he was being a little shit just for the sake of being one. Habits of the youngest never died, you supposed.
It wasn't like you meant to upset him, but as his s/o sometimes you felt like you had to push him in the right direction. He was spending too much time in bed and ignoring his family responsibilities, and you trying to set up a method to get him places u fortunately translated to him as you taking Lucifer's side. However, you knew he was just being a brat. When there was something seriously wrong, he turned more sulky, too conflicted with his own feelings to really force you out of the room or into a conversation. When he was just being difficult, he threw you out.
However, you were still apparently allowed to text him, and by the way you almost instantly got a read receipt, he was hoping that you would find the loophole.
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
The picture was from a while ago, at a party Mammon somehow swindled all of his brothers into attending. Their presence had been part of a bet, as it turned out, and Mammon was assigned bathroom duty at RAD for weeks after the fact. Belphie, much like the others, had been furious at the revelation and, in that anger, didn't keep track of how many drinks he had until it was too late.
It came as no surprise that Belphie was a lethargic drunk, but he never dozed off. Instead, his eyes seemed more alert than ever, watching you intently the entire time you poked and prodded at him to get him to do something embarrassing. Belphie was clever, though, and figured you out soon enough. He only smiled at your pout, the most genuine smile you had ever seen - so you snapped a photo.
You didn't show anybody but Beel, who confirmed that yes, Belphie really was as smitten as that picture led on.
It was hard to believe now, when he was being such a petulant child.
( ✉ ← sms ) Ew. What the fuck? Delete that.
If Belphie stayed true to who he was, his words were an exact opposite to the blush you knew was on his face. His expressions were honest, something you knew he hated, so he overcompensated when trying to disguise his feelings with words. Besides, you would never delete that picture - sure, it was sweet, but it also proved a good reminder of how you knew you had him wrapped around your little finger.
( ✉ → sms ) oh no! Is this the final straw?
( ✉ → sms ) do you no longer love me as much as you did in the picture??
( ✉ → sms ) are we breaking up right now?? ToT
( ✉ → sms ) oh no mistew belphegow whatevew shall I do to make you wuv me again? ;~;
The dots danced on the bottom of the screen, stopped for a moment, then started dancing again. You could practically see the grimace on his face when he realized you had tricked him into worrying he had offended you, and had to hold back a laugh lest he hear you.
( ✉ ← sms ) I swear
( ✉ ← sms ) fine. as long as you don't say a thing sounding like you-know-who, you can come back.
Satisfied with your victory, you tucked your phone in your pocket and headed upstairs. Belphie would steal your attention the moment you entered his room, so you wouldn't see his message until morning - but, with how sweet he was when you returned, it wasn't anything you couldn't figure out on your own.
( ✉ ← sms ) I don't like fighting with you over something stupid, so come back before I can start missing you for real.
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kurooisdbest · 3 years
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nickname: carri
men: iwaizumi, tsukishima, konoha
number: 11
TSYM!!!
heyyy Carri! PLS DONT HATE ME IM SORRY IF ITS SUUUPER LATE BUT Thank you for participating hihi🥺
here are your results !
Tsukishima (Friends)
Iwaizumi (Acquaintances)
Konoha (Engaged)
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TSUKISHIMA
Your friendship with Tsukishima started when you became a manager for the Karasuno VBC together and withYachi
You were already close with the other 1st years but Tsukishima was a tougher nut to crack
he was always cocky and standoffish, and that ticked you off but you being you, you got used to it and began learning how to bark back at him.
Thus, your battle of insults would turn into a tackling sessions (he was surprised how fast and strong you were, being able to attack him like a predator pouncing on its prey. Little did he know you grew up in a house with three older brothers making you a professional in wrestling matches *for the sake of the story let’s just say u have brothers hehe*), and of course would result to the both of you being lectured by Daichi and Suga
With Daichi getting impatient with the two of you, he always punished the both of you with penalty laps. A day never went by without the both of you running around the gym. Daichi was pleased with the result but he would never admit that. He saw how you and Tsukishima became closer, what began in endless bickering evolved into small chit chats, and he was a proud dad
Your friendship with Tsukishima became one of the most valued relationships you have until present;
It was the end of the MSBY vs Adlers match, and you, together with your batchmates decided to drink after to catch up with one another.
“Tsukiiiiiiiiiii come on pls I’m strong now!” you pouted at your best friend, begging him to allow you to drink.
He knew you were a lightweight, you all discovered that during one of Kuroo and Bokuto’s afterparty, when he had to carry you home after finding you passed out in the corner. Thus, he made you swear to drink only when he or the other boys were around.
His nose scrunched at your incessant begging and groaned, knowing he could never win over you. “Fine since your so ‘strong’” he made sure to make air quotes before continuing. “bring your ass back home on your own.” he deadpanned. You smiled at him brightly before linking your arms with him, dragging him to the bar.
It’s been so long since you guys got together like this. So much untold stories from Hinata’s trip to Brazil, Making fun of Kageyama’s awkward commercials, and of course the story of how Yamaguchi and Yachi got together.
As much as Tsukishima protested, he couldn’t deny that he missed hanging out like this. So much has changed in a small amount of time… except for one.
You were drinking to your heart’s content, naive of the consequences you were about to face the next day. He laughed at the drooling mess beside him and sighed. He brushed the stray hair on your face and smiled.
“I forgot to ask!” Hinata shouted from the other side of the table. “Have you ever confessed t-“ he was cut by Kageyama’s hand covering his mouth. Tsukishima glared at the ginger headed male before standing up. “We’ll be going first.” He dragged your body to stand, before carrying you on his back.
Your head rested on his shoulder as he carried you to his car. The smell of his cologne made your lips curl into a smile before nuzzling your head on his neck. “Thank you, Tsukki. i wuv yyyuuuuuu!!! youuur the bestttt” your words slurred before fully passing out. He clicked his tongue and chuckled lightly. “You’re a pain in the ass you know that?” he looked back at you, seeing how peaceful you were, letting out soft snores, before letting a smile adorn on his face.
IWAIZUMI
You recently moved from Tokyo after your father was reassigned to work in Miyagi
Being an alumnus of Aoba Johsai, he enrolled you there for your third year
Everything was going smooth. Your movers arrived on time, you easily unpacked your furniture, and you had everything you needed to face the new environment you were about to enter
However, what your father forgot to mention was that Aoba Johsai was HUGE
Hence, what would a new transferee like yourself have to go through? of course, Get lost i the vicinity
You applauded yourself mentally for thinking ahead and left for school early or else you would be late on your first day
After dozens of twists and turns you finally reached your classroom
Your homeroom teacher entered and instructed you to introduce yourself in front of the class “Hi, My name is l/n y/n. I transferred here from Nekoma. I hope we could get along.” you ended your introduction with a bow before returning to your seat.
“Thank you. L/n and Iwaizumi, I would like to speak to you both after class.” He stated before continuing with his announcements.
You didn’t know anyone in your school and you couldn’t help but wonder what your teacher wanted to talk to you about with Iwaizumi.
After class, you turn your head to where Iwaizumi was seated to see him asleep on his desk.
“Iwaizumi-san?” you poked his shoulder, trying to wake him up. Take note of the word: “Trying” because it seemed like you wouldn’t succeed with just a mere poke.
He must’ve been tired for him to fall asleep like this. Having no choice, you grabbed both of his shoulders and started shaking him. His body jolted and raised his head from the desk and gave you a confused look. You simply smiled at his reaction and told him how both of you were instructed to meet with your professor after class.
His cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment for forgetting and for making you wake him up.
In the office, your teacher told Iwaizumi to show you around campus so that you wouldn’t have to get lost next time.
You tried to decline, feeling guilty for making Iwaizumi show you around but despite your attempts to politely decline, Iwaizumi faced you and gave you a gentle smile. “It’s alright. I don’t have practice today anyway. Come on.” He turned his back and walked toward the exit.
However, you were glued there and couldn’t utter a word. You suddenly feel a hand grab yours and pulled you along.
When the both of you exited the office, Iwaizumi let go of your hand and walked ahead, glancing back at you every once in a while to make sure you were following him.
He walked by your side and toured you around the school, telling you facts and what he called “survival” tips. (Tip#1: Never fall for Oikawa. Who was that? you didn’t know. What does it have to do with you? again, you didn’t know fjsjbfjd)
sometimes your hands brush against each other and sometimes he would put an arm around your shoulder bringing you closer when you pass through places with huge crowds.
He explained to you that he didn’t want you to get lost and you let him continue because somehow… even if it’s just your first day, you might just have made your first (crush) friend
KONOHA
You had been together with Konoha for almost 6 years now. A relationship which bloomed and nurtured from middle school until high school
Despite being a year younger than him, his childish antics proved that maybe, just maybe, you were older than him in terms of maturity
He begged you to become a manager right after you became a 1st year in Fukurodani and not missing a chance to spend time with your boyfriend, you agreed.
Both of you were busy with Finals and the volleyball competitions ahead but that didn’t stop you from spending time with your boyfriend. You’re relationship was past the point of fussing over the small issues. You both were in sync with one another and the both of you learned how to handle problems that would occasionally arise.
Everything became a routine. You would spend your breaks with Konoha and the volleyball team, study after classes before training starts, and walk home together after trainings.
Although lately, you’ve been spending time with each other less. Sure, you and Konoha would study in the library together but that was it. You wondered why he would suddenly bail on you without a word, you wondered why he insisted on letting you go home first, and why he would reply late to your texts.
You understood that maybe he was just busy but the stress you were feeling about school was starting to take its toll on you
Your emotions began to heighten. You were feeling lonely and sad, realizing that maybe the spark between you and your boyfriend was slowly fading. That maybe he found someone better. You began feeling insecure, letting your mind wander over every possible scenario about what would happen next. Is this really how your love will end?
You began to shut out everyone. You barely replied to Konoha, you spoke only in a few sentences, and at times, you couldn’t even spare him a glance.
You didn’t want anyone to think you were petty so you opted to keep everything to yourself. It didn’t bother you anymore that you were spending less and less time with Konoha. Instead of feeling hurt, you felt numb.
Little did you know everything was about to change
“l/n-san.” Fukorodani’s setter and your best friend, Akaashi tapped your shoulder. “Hm?” you answered while continuing your homework on the bench without looking at him. “l/n-san.” he repeated. You dropped your pencil to look at him. “Yes?”
“Konoha-san…” he trailed off. “Huh? What happened to Akinori?” you deadpanned. “He fainted. He’s in the infirma-” you rushed to the infirmary, cutting Akaashi off mid-sentence. A surge of concern suddenly filled you and your heart began beating rapidly.
Upon reaching the infirmary door, you slid it open only to notice the lights turned off. You flicked it on and saw no one at the desk. You entered slowly and walked further into the room, scanning the beds, looking for Konoha. At the end of the room, there you saw him. Sitting down, staring at the wall in front of him.
He didn’t seem to notice you enter as you sat yourself down beside him. “Hey Akaashi told me you fainted. Are you okay?” you hesitantly placed your hand on his. “Are you mad at me?” he whispered, eyes still on the wall. “I wouldn’t say I was mad… maybe a little hurt and I felt that you were shutting me out…I didn’t even know what you were up to… What’s up with you lately?” you answered.
“I’m sorry. I just…” he faced you and placed his free hand on your cheek, caressing it. “I didn’t know you felt that way. I was just busy, that’s all.” you leaned into his touch, unaware that you really did miss him. “It’s okay, I understand. What were you busy with? Maybe I could help…” you stared back at him. “I’m not sure if you could” he answered awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck. “I understand, excuse me” you stood up and feeling your eyes starting to tear up.
Suddenly, you felt upset. What could he be doing that even you couldn’t help with? You were about to turn the doorknob when you felt a familiar warmth grasp your wrist. “Babe…” you muttered, tears slowly streaming down your face. You faced him with your tear-stained face and smiled.
He felt guilty for having to tell you this way. He didn’t want to do it this way but he didn’t have any other choice. “Listen to me, okay?” He grabbed both of your cheeks in his hands, making you look at him. You stared at him and nodded.
“I’m so sorry for hurting you the for the past weeks… I wanted to surprise you that was all.” he cooed before releasing your cheeks. He rummaged something in his blazer and took out a small box. “This isn’t anything fancy but I’m graduating soon, and I have to wait a year before being in the same campus as you again. Y/n, I don’t know what I would do without you in my life. I loved you in the past, I love you in the present, and I will always love you in the future. Will you marry me?”
You couldn’t help but nod as the room filled with the sound of your sobs and your sniffles. Konoha hugged you tenderly and kissed you. “I love you” you replied.
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a/n: hope u guys aren’t mad at me nfkshfk ily all thank you for always being patient AAAAAA posting updates for Ace of Cups soon :”>
*I have like other requests piled up in my ask box but i’ll try to get to you soon im sorry 😭
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dienamights · 3 years
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NAMI MY BABY CONGRATS ON 2K I LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH YOU DESERVE THE WORLD HONEY BEE
for your event :(( can i please order a unicorn farts potion (that fuckin makes me giggle every time) with fatgum pwease
- we're def the goofy couple everywhere we go but also very ooey gooey lovey dovey. i always pack him his big lunches for work and leave a little note in it with a kiss mark on the back (and he secretly kisses it before every meal hehe)
- he brings me to the agency a lot just to hang out with everyone, and i def mother kiri n tamaki even though they're pro, have at least a foot and a half on me and have a good 100 pounds on me too...they're our babies >:(
- his petname for me is food related, probably somethin like 'my lil pork dumpling' or something like that
- when he gets his costume ripped or fucked up somehow he won't let anybody fix it except me. the only time was when he had to get a new suit entirely and i had to convince him that i could not repair burnt polyester with a needle and thread
you know how i look by now considering i harass you on snapchat every day so i think thats it baby! congrats again love :(( wuv u so much
TAYTAY MY LOVE THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY I LOVE YOU TOOOO LEMME KISS YOU
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— ☾ 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦| 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇(𝗌) 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿/𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎.
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𝗖𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻(𝘀):
You know that kind of couple that are so cute that you end up hating them? Yeah, that's you two.
You’re always kissing— snogging everytime you see each other as if you’ve both been locked up for years. Nicknames of ‘my little dumpling’ and ‘my stuffed turkey’ and many, many more and whispers between kisses that usually ends up with someone fake gagging to keep you two away from each other.
Listen, I don't care how sweet the notes are, one day, you’ll attach a nude or write something sexy and that's when someone accidentally picks his lunch up from the fridge instead of their own lunch and your tibbies are gonna be burnt into the back of their eyelids for life.
You can’t tell me, this man, doesn’t love foodplay with a fucking passion, I. DONT. CARE. Just imagine him drizzling chocolate sauce between your thighs, tongue swiping against your cunt slowly, groaning at the sweet taste of your slick mixed in with the sweetness of the sauce. He’s got you thrashing and crying while he, unknowingly has been edging you because he was trying his best to get every inch of chocolate cause the poor man was hungry and his sugar levels were low.
Kirishima is so, so shameless making jokes about your size difference, running to ask tamaki right in front of you how would taishiro would make it fit, resulting in tamaki running away covering his ears while you hide behind shiro’s back when he proudly says “i make it fit.
And so… kiri couldn’t really help but share his thoughts
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𝗖𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼:
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Nami Brews for 2K Event!
Picture under the cut~
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miss-pearlescent · 4 years
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my experience at a Super M concert :)
Y’all I saw Super M in Vancouver this Thursday and my eyes and ears were BLESSED! IDK how to describe it, but Kai is even more Kai in person. Like his dancing is 100x harder than what you see on screen, and his proportions...OMG HIS PROPORTIONS. I used to think his Jopping outfit did him dirty but seeing it in real life...WOW HIS LEGS ARE SO LONG BUT HIS TORSO BALANCES EVERYTHING OUT PERFECTLY. Like when I see Ten or Taeyong, I’m like “damn they are pretty skinny” and Lucas is like BUILT for a kpop boy, but Kai is like peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerfectly inbetween!!!! I could not take my eyes off of him during the group numbers (except during times like when Taeyong was grinding on the floor during No Manners fkjaldhalfjds) because he’s just soooo beautiful and his movements are sooooo expressive and purposeful and I just CAN’T.
I have been a Kai stan since 2012 and missed the chance to see the EXO concert in New Jersey so I had to make it to Super M. No regrets travelling across the country for it :’) I just wish he had more performance time LOL everyone had a solo stage but his was at the veryyyyy end and you can kinda see that he’s a little bored lol or maybe I’m just projecting LOL Also omgggg his solo (side note: CONFESSION SHOOK ME UP EVEN THOUGH I BARELY WATCH IT ON YOUTUBE BECAUSE the choreo is kinda boring ngl) is at the end and then he has to run and change to do No Manners and then get all cute for With You AND HE LOOKED SOOOO TIRED. He kept doing that thing where he has his hands on his knees (me when my anemia catches up to me lol) when the other members aren’t looking BUT THEY NOTICED and I think they were a little worried but they couldn’t show it so they just kept patting him on the back. Like right when With You began, Kai stands between Mark and Lucas and they’re both like “o_o u ok?” and he just waves it off and i’m like “OMG HE’S NOT OK” from across the stadium LOOOL He kept trying to be cute for the number, but he still hadn’t recovered even for the commentary section after ;__; he had asked backstage for a water but nobody noticed djkalhgdkalfjdskl I’m so sad.
Then he took a towel/napkin from the front of the stage and started wiping down his shirt with it and I forgot about being sad lol
ANYWAY they had to perform Jopping right after that and I was genuinely worried because he looked soooooo tired but he still went hard during Jopping. Like....I was shocked LOL He was so fine LMAO.
I would love to post videos of my commentary during the concert because they’re hilarious but it’s just me going “OMG WOW WOW WOOOOOW OMG AHHHH WOW HE’S SO HOT WHAT THE FUUUUCK”
OK about the other members:
Ten is literally an anime boy! They drew his eyebrows soooooo sharply for the show and during his solo, he literally looked like a hot anime villain like wOW. And his dancing!!!! He’s soooo strong but flow-y and everything looks easy but difficult at the same time LOL he was the member that often diverted my attention away from Kai because sometimes Ten would do some next level shit and my brain’s like “WHAT was that.”
Taeyong....he’s the sweetest thing omg He did a hard rap solo stage and then comes out and says shit like “Vancouver, you are so beautiful...like Mark!...You are so hot...like Mark!” He’s PRECIOUS with his English. He tries soooo hard and I feel like all he wants to do is make people happy ;__; i wuv him
Mark IS HILARIOUSLY AWKWARD. And he just runs with it! Sometimes he’ll make accidental innuendos with his words (he wouldn’t stop talking about how much time he and the members spent in a ~spa~ like bitch he LOVED that spa) and when he realizes he’s being awkward, he just tapers off his sentences and hopes nobody realizes but THE WHOLE STADIUM REALIZES and it doesn’t matter that he’s speaking in Korean because his members all know when he’s said something awkward LOL my whole son.
Lucas WOW LUCAS IS WHAT I ASPIRE TO BE IF I WERE A BOY. He’s really goodlooking (as we all know) but he’s just soooo funny with the shit that he does. I’m sure there are fancams of his solo stage (Go Boom??) online but I had never watched them and I was SHOCKED by how fun it was. I loooove that he doesn’t go for the sexy or hard concept because he’s sooooooo fun and cute and entertaining when he’s just being himself T____T Please go watch his solo stage online and cry at the video playing behind him. He’s SOOO cute.
Taemin..............Taemin taemin teaalfdklah WHAT THE FUCK. SHINee was what got me into kpop when they came out with ring ding dong and I fell in looooooooooooove with Jonghyun and his blond hair lol But Taemin!?!?! What?!?!?! So the concert starts off with I Can’t Stand the Rain and then Taemin does his solos.......that’s like almost 15min straight dancing/singing HARD. And then they do a bit of talking and his voice is so different! Like I knew it was different but hearing it in real life?!! wow
MY BOY BAEKHYUN I LOVE HIM WOW. I thought they would lipsync a bunch of their songs because hello it’s tiring af BUT BYUN BAEKHYUN SHOCKED ME WHEN HE DID HIS HIGH NOTES AND YOU COULD SEE HIS VEINS ON THE SCREEN JFKALHGKLSJFKDLS And he’s sooooo cute and cheesy and his voice during UN Village omggggggggggggggggg I’m soooo glad I got to hear it live ;____; I’m just a little sad that nobody really does fanchants around here other than singing along to the song because when there are those silent beats during UN Village, nobody did “BAEK-HYUN-NIE” and it just felt awkward to me and I was so sad screaming it by myself LOL
ANYWAY the show was a short 1.5hrs where we stood the ENTIRE TIME even though we all had seats -_- Jopping came on in the beginning as the background to an intro vid and everyone was shook so we all stood up...AND THEN NOBODY SAT BACK DOWN FOR THE ENTIRETY OF THE SHOW LOOOL The boys are soooooo energetic and I can’t believe they do this every two days while hopping on and off a bunch of planes/buses (they bussed to vancouver from seattle T_T) Watching them honestly makes me fear that they’re going to collapse after every set because THAT’S HOW I FEEL LOL
The concert was such an amazing experience and I hope everyone loves these boys forever and ever because they deserve it T____T
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goodlesson · 4 years
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got tagged by the ever wonderful @fortiesbucky to answer 73 (!!!!) questions. since i’m a lil wine drunk and waiting for my pokemon game to download i figured why not, let’s do it!!! here goes nothing. my answers are under the cut!
this is a ridiculous undertaking but i’ll tag some ppl i guess. if you have some time to kill....go for it! @dansmlth @mabelmcbae @mirandabeach @the-best-of-what-we-had-youknow @stormerforweekes @unseenpolarstars
on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now? like a 4?? we’re in the middle of a global pandemic (Yikes) but my big job interview is finally over with and it went really well so i guess that’s kind of exciting!
describe yourself in a hashtag? #DoItForDua
if you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be? i’m ace let’s bake a cake together instead (looking @ u dan bastille)
if your life was a musical, what would the marquee say? this is not a musical despite the copious amounts of terrible singing
what’s one thing people don’t know about you? i WILL cry when ur least expecting it 
what’s your wake up ritual? make coffee/breakfast, mess around on tumblr for a bit and catch up on messages from friends, then log on to start work at nine
what’s your go to bed ritual? i’ve been playing animal crossing for like an hour before bed every night. that’s about it
what’s your favorite time of day? morning after i’ve had my coffee and i have my one hour of motivation to do things sxkljsdf
your go to for having a good laugh? vines that cured my depression compilations on youtube
dream country to visit? oh this is a hard one!! would love to go to the UK someday
what’s the biggest surprise you’ve ever had? my 13th bday party when my mom got all of my friends together to surprise me 🥺
heels or flats/sneakers? converse baby
vintage or new? new. i’m not trendy or skinny enough to pull off vintage anything
who do you want to write your obituary? anyone except my mother
style icon? when dua lipa went through that phase of wearing sweatpants and bras onstage....yeah i vibe w/ that
what are three things you cannot live without? music, my hydroflask, and my electric blanket
what’s one ingredient you put in everything? GARLIC
what 3 people living or dead would you want to make dinner for? listen...i really just wanna hang out with dan smith. also niall from 1d. and hm....maybe....ok this is a weird answer but marina keegan. she died at 22 after graduating from yale and her book literally changed my life
what’s your biggest fear in life? love & intimacy oop
window or aisle seat? window
what’s your current tv obsession? too hot to handle is the funniest thing i’ve ever seen
favorite app? rn i’m using discord a lot. also instagram
secret talent? i know every word to every cover the glee cast ever did
most adventurous thing you’ve ever done in your life? studying abroad in ecuador!
how would you define yourself in three words? positive, introverted, and....and.....maybe simple? (in the sense that i’m ok with just living a life without fancy things or huge ambitions)
favorite piece of clothing you own? my fuzzy north face fleece jacket!
a must have clothing item that everyone should have? buy yourself a good rain jacket pls just do it
a superpower you would want? being an empath would be cool
what’s inspiring you in life right now? my friends!!! i have so many ppl to talk to rn and staying connected with them is really keeping me going
best piece of advice you’ve received? everything works out in the end, don’t stress about what you can’t control
best advice you’d give your teenage self? just tell ppl you aren’t straight it really isn’t a big deal
a book everyone should read? out east by john glynn
what would you like to be remembered for? loving my friends and writing some stuff that maybe impacted a few ppl
how do you define beauty? kindness! openness!
what do you love most about your body? my smile i guess?
best way to take a rest/decompress? listening to music, wasting time on the internet
favorite place to view art? ....online?
if your life was a song, what would the title be? Avoiding Intimacy 
if you could master one instrument, what would it be? guitar
if you had a tattoo, where would it be? i’ve been thinking about this lately. probably on the inside of my arm somewhere?
dolphins or koalas? DOLPHINS (are fish! no they aren’t. yeah they are. just cuz they live in water doesn’t mean they’re fish!)
what’s your spirit animal? penguin
best gift you’ve ever received? my boss surprising me with those brownies yesterday was pretty cool
best gift you’ve given? i made my best friend in college this little jar full of our inside jokes written on little slips of paper. i thought it was pretty cute
what’s your favorite board game? rummikub, life, cards against humanity
what’s your favorite color? yellow
least favorite color? brown
diamond or pearls? diamonds
drugstore makeup or designer? drugstore
blow-dry or air-dry? blowdry (with a diffuser of course)
pilates or yoga? neither wtf do i look like a flexible person to u
coffee or tea? coffee
what’s the weirdest word in the english language? my roommates and i were playing that avocado smash game a few nights ago and now the word ‘avocado’ will never sound correct ever again
dark chocolate or milk chocolate? dark chocolate
stairs or elevators? elevators (i’m lazy)
summer or winter? summer!
you are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat? BAGELS
a dessert you don’t like? anything with a jelly or creamy/custardy filling
a skill you’re working on mastering? playing the guitar
best thing to happen to you today? my interview went really well!!!
worst thing to happen to you today? i had like three crazy stress dreams about said interview so i was exhausted all day lol
best compliment you’ve ever received? ‘your smile just lights up a room’ 🤧
favorite smell? vanilla
hugs or kisses? I WUV HUGZ
if you made a documentary, would it be about? how the portrayal of sex in modern pop culture affects our views of love and romance and intimacy in negative and unrealistic ways!!!!
last piece of content you consumed that made you cry? bitch every livestream dan bastille does makes me tear up
lipstick or lipgloss? the only correct answer is CHAPSTICK
sweet or savory? sweet
girl crush? dua lipa and it’s not a girl crush i full on fuckin LOVE HER
how do you know you’re in love? don’t ask me this
a song you can listen to on repeat? anything by bastille
if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be? would love to be a cat just chillin on the ground someday
what are you most excited for about this time in your life? normally i’d say all the concerts i have coming up lmao screw you corona
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thewritewolf · 4 years
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The Search For Halloween Chapter 7: Class Trip + Catch
Another great idea by Alya, except now she's getting the whole class involved. 
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 (Final)
@unusual-october
Enjoy!
Read on Ao3.  My ko-fi.
Art of this chapter by the amazingly talented @noanieactuallydrawingalot!
“So I’ve been thinking…” Alya began.
Marinette groaned.
“Hush, you.” Alya tried to shoot a glare at Marinette, but was too busy fighting down a grin at her best friend’s dramatics to pull it off. “So, we can’t use that place as a reference for our project ‘cause they’d probably frown on us breaking into an old house.”
The others nodded from around their cafe table. They’d all suspected that’d be the case when they had planned to go there from the beginning.
“I think I have the solution.” They watched her curiously. “We should make our own haunted house.”
She was immediately rewarded with looks ranging from shock to anger to grim acceptance from her friends.
“What, exactly, about that terrible place makes you want to do it again?” Marinette crossed her arms and leaned against the table, glaring at her best friend across from her.
“I’m sure she has a good reason for it,” Adrien replied, rubbing circles on his girlfriend’s back. Excluding the confirmation that ghosts are real and are dicks, that romantic development was the most interesting take away from their little expedition. “Well, she’d better have a good reason for it.”
Alya glanced at Nino, but found no help coming from that direction as he stared resolutely into his coffee, taking a long sip as she watched.
“Okay, I get that it was super freaky at that old house BUT,” she held up a hand to stop Marinette from interrupting, “we can tone it down a lot. Make it fun rather than scary. Maybe something for kids?”
“I’d be down with that,” Nino said, nodding. “It’d be nice to be on the other end of the scares for once.”
Marinette frowned. “I still don’t know… I don’t really want to scare anyone.”
“Me neither,” Adrien added.
“That’s fine.” Alya waved her hand dismissively. “You guys can just be on the outside to let them in a little at a time and then hand them candy on their way out. No need for you guys to be spooky. You’ll still need to be in costumes, though.”
They looked at Marinette, who held her hands up. “Sorry, I can’t do that many costumes that quickly. We’ll have to get some cheap ones from a shop.”
Alya sighed. “Dang. It was a longshot anyway. It’ll all kinda be last minute anyway, so at least the costumes will be right at home.”
“That still doesn’t answer how you plan to pull this off,” Adrien said. “When did you want to do this?”
“Ideally… this weekend.” Again with the disbelieving stares. “Yeah, I know, it’s only a couple days, but next week is the last week of October and we still have our final project to throw together. But don’t worry! I have a plan.”
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To Adrien’s surprise, things went off without any problems. Alya asked for some help setting up a spooky little ‘maze’ - in reality, just a U-shaped corridor - from Ms Bustier. Their teacher wholeheartedly approved and offered extra credit to anyone who was willing to spend Friday afternoon helping with set-up and running the event.
Practically the entire class was helping out in one way or another. Rose and Juleka were inside the maze with Nino and Alya, keen on getting some screams out of some kids. Max and Markov pulled off some programming wizardry with their lighting and sound effects. Kim and Ivan took turns being the strongman in charge of pulling ropes and strings to get props moving on the inside. Mylene, Nathaniel, and Marc all manned the snack bar after getting done painting props.
Which just left Adrien himself and Marinette, guarding the exit and entrance respectively. Thanks to the shape of the haunted house, they were practically standing next to each other. She’d tell scary stories made up on the spot to get the groups primed and ready. He’d hand out candy as a reward for making it out in one piece.
There weren’t many kids in costume, but that wasn’t too surprising. He’d only barely managed to get his cheap werewolf costume (overnight shipping is a wonderful thing), and even Marinette had been hard pressed to get the basics of a vampire outfit put together. As always, she looked absolutely adorable and he took every opportunity to tell her this.
That was actually the reason he had started to turn around at just the right moment. To achieve the best ambiance for inside the maze, the lights had to be dim outside of it too. For most people, this wasn’t much of an issue. But Marinette wasn’t like most people.
So as Adrien began to turn, he was in a prime position to see Marinette step on her own cape and nearly go tumbling to the floor. ‘Nearly’ because like hell was he going to let her fall while he was around. With catlike reflexes, he caught her by the shoulders and her head connected with his chest rather than the floor.
Marinette’s braced expression slowly faded away and she blinked up at Adrien with wide, bright blue eyes. Surprise melted into affection as their arms wrapped around each other.
They nearly got lost in the moment when a child emerged from the exit behind him and loudly proclaimed, “Look, mommy! Wolfman wuvs the vampire!”
He brushed an errant lock of hair out of Marinette’s face and smiled. “He sure does.”
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magioftheseas · 4 years
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Magical Miracle Dream Girl ☆ Momonomi
Summary: Matsuda suits up Monomi for her next attempt at the second boss in the events immediately following Chapter 13 of Super Danganronpa 2: Matsuda Yasuke's Battle of Despair and Wits .
Rating: PG (?)
Warnings: Laaaaanguage I guess? Idk.
Notes: Dude, reading this over with it being more reference heavy is lowkey super embarassing for me so I really don’t get how Kodaka does it so shamelessly. But I tried. Oh my god did I try. Anyway, I’m a sucker for ribbons and yet I did not squeeze in a single reference to the Ribon magazine so in reality I am a failure. In all seriousness, writing Matsuda and Monomi is great and I wuv wuv them both so much.
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“U-Uuu...boohoo.”
Monomi sniffled into her paws, sitting on her rump and looking so pitiful it was honestly kind of sickening. Matsuda, ever weathering, just stared and waited for her to stop crying.
“I-I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I-I’ll get stronger, I will, I will, but, but,” her breath hitches. Matsuda wordlessly hands her a handkerchief and she blows into it. It’s an astounding sight and he refuses her trying to return it. He’s just, he’s not sure how his sanity would handle potentially having to wash off a stuffed animal’s mucus from a fabric. Shit was already so fucking weird.
Monomi dabs at her eyes delicately.
“Matsuda-kun, you really are such a kind boy. So, so kind.”
That’s such a miserable thing to say, so Matsuda rolled his eyes at it.
“O-Okay!” she exclaimed, getting to her feet with a few squeaky noises. “Sensei will now bulk up before her next fight! I won’t lose! Not when my precious students are depending on me!”
It’d be easy to burst her bubble but this time, she’s not wrong. We have to get to the hospital on the third island. Not just for that guy’s sake, but for all our sakes. I have to scan not just myself, but potentially everyone else.
“I-I just, um, need a new weapon, maybe a new ribbon, and, um.” Monomi pats her belly a few times. “This diaper is a bit restrictive too, huh.”
“Then just take it off?” He raised an eyebrow. “It’s not like you need it. You don’t defecate, right?”
“S-Such a horrifying question to ask your teacher!” she exclaimed, jumping with an utterly mortified look. “It’s not just inappropriate, it’s so indecent! You should never suggest nor ask such things of a young woman!”
Young woman? What about her is young besides that childish appearance? She has an age? She considers herself matured?
So many questions. So little importance. Matsuda scowled.
“I’ve already dug around your intestines,” he pointed out. “I know there’s nothing there but fluff.”
“D-Don’t say that; it’s so embarrassing!” she cried. “For a teacher to be in such a position before her precious, precious students! I’m just so, so ashamed! I never want to think about it again!”
“So you’re just going to keep wearing a diaper. Even though that’s not exactly tasteful either.” He shook his head. “What is there even to be done about you? Urgh. Come on.” He clapped his hands a few times, and she tottered after him in confusion. “Let’s go to Rocketpunch.”
Monomi blinked up at him. Grimacing, he explained.
“You said you needed a new ribbon, right? We’ll look for sticks on the way there but there might very well be something else you can use.”
“M-Matsuda-kun, oh.” She presses her paws together, awestruck. “Y-You really are such a kind, kind child!”
“Hurry the fuck up or I’m throwing you ahead.”
“R-Right!”
--
“Red or yellow? Is yellow maybe too flashy, Matsuda-kun?”
“Those are for pigtails.”
“Oh! I see! I’m not a pig, after all, I’m a rabbit! Ehehehe!” Monomi giggled even in the face of Matsuda’s stoic frown. “They have all kinds of ribbons. It’s difficult to choose.”
“Some of these have different names,” Matsuda said, pulling out a big red one. “This, for instance, is a V Ribbon.”
“Ooh! For victory!” Monomi exclaimed. “Yes, yes.”
“No, but whatever.” He held up the ribbon to Monomi’s ear. Making a face, he tied the bow and then leaned back to take in the sight. “A maybe, maybe?”
Not exactly feeling the most confident about this one. Best to find a couple of other options.
He dug around the ribbon section some more. His eyes light up as he pulled out another one, similarly bright red but so very fine.
“This one’s better,” he said, holding it out. “The Hime Ribbon. It’s an actual creation of the princess of the Magical Kingdom.”
“It looks like this one,” Monomi replied, patting her bow.
“It’s completely different!” Matsuda exclaimed, annoyed. “It’s come on, come on, go, go, jump!”
“Come on, come on, go, go jump?” Monomi repeated. She mulls it over before pumping her paw. “Ike, ike!”
“No, no!” Huffing, Matsuda rubbed his temples. “It's a classic! A fucking classic! Like, Akko-chan and Mami? No, not that Mami!”
“H-How cruel,” she sobbed, holding down her ears. “But, you know.” A pause before she beams. “It does give me a nostalgic feeling, Matsuda-kun.”
“Because it’s a classic,” Matsuda muttered, puffing his cheeks. “But, considering what this ribbon does, it’s a bad fit for you.”
“Eh? What does it do?”
“It’s...freaky.” Making a face, Matsuda set the ribbon lovingly aside. “Maybe we should look for something a little more straight-forward.”
“Hm, hm,” Monomi hums. “You know, transformation is a very important part of being a magical girl but it’s not always a good thing.” She tugs at her diaper, sullen. “This kind of transformation for instance.”
Transformation. Yeah, obviously. Normal people can only do so much even with the amount of capability they have. But, there’s more to it.
“It’s not about getting stronger, it’s also about building confidence in yourself,” Matsuda snapped, irritated now. “You may not have the range you did before but the fact that you’re so whiny and weepy about it is beyond infuriating. Was your character always that fickle? Your simpering, desperate optimism only a forced front?”
Monomi stilled and blinked up at him.
“Pathetic,” he sniffed. “Even if you didn’t mean for things to go so wrong, you’re making it worse with how flighty and pitiful you are.” He quiets for a moment, and weirdly, he feels sick. He covers his mouth with a groan. “Gross.”
“Matsuda-kun,” Monomi says, softly and meaningfully. “So harsh.”
It is a bit harsh, isn’t it? He thought almost in mirthless amusement. If she had just been trying to help, that’d be one thing, but she’s responsible for our lost memories. She’s part of the reason why we’re trapped in the first place. That’s why I can’t help but get so pissed about it.
That said, he should know better than to tell off a program of all things. He wished he could just spit in the face of whoever human in charge. But that person is, allegedly, someplace he can’t reach while trapped.
It’s useless. It’s all useless. Except. I really do have to get to the hospital.
“I’m sorry. You’re right. An adult complaining so much only burdens the children.”
Matsuda stilled for a moment, perking up.
“I’ll do better!” Monomi chirped. “I’ll get stronger! For my precious, precious students!”
She’s a program, but maybe she does have a semblance of maturity. He thinks that, but even so, his expression darkens. Still a program that acts as a proxy. Still incapable of explanations and justifications. Still the means we found ourselves trapped with our heads tampered. How trustworthy can someone so fundamentally detached and closed off really be? Even if it’s someone with this kind of personality?
Still, there was one matter that was clear while the rest were vague.
Even if we’re at odds, we have the same enemy. Komaeda said that about the traitor, too.
While he’s still undeniably pissed and suspicious, he does need all the help he can get. Especially from someone with the capabilities of taking down the Monobeasts, of opening the paths to the closed-off islands where more could be gleamed and where more could be done. With that, he looks through the ribbons once more, pulling out various options before he found one that had him pause.
A pretty yellow ribbon adorned with a blue star. Still quiet, Matsuda knelt down and tugged the red ribbon off Monomi to replace it. He fixed the yellow ribbon and the star shone brightly at him. Pulling back, he took in the beaming Monomi and nodded.
“Yeah, that’ll work. Let’s go with this one.”
Monomi twirled around with flourish.
“Magical Miracle Girl ☆ Monomi! At your service!” A pause. Monomi yelped. “N-No, Usami! I mean Usami! I’m not Monomi, I don’t even know a Monomi!”
“Right,” Matsuda said, nodding along. “There should be a baton around here that we can use as a weapon. Hopefully one that suits your new look.”
“Y-Yes!” she exclaimed, watery-eyed. “Yes, yes!”
When he found one and handed it over, Monomi waved it around and declared,
“I absolutely won’t lose! I’ll fight for the sake of my students! With the power of wuv and hope!”
Matsuda said nothing to that, even as his lips twisted in the slightest way.
Later, when Monomi faced against that snake beast again, not only was she knocked away again in spite of her best efforts, but...
That thing knocked her away with the force of a truck, causing the now broken baton to clatter at Matsuda’s feet.
“Welp,” was all he had to say.
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catsafarithewriter · 5 years
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"You trusted me when no one else would, so now I will always return the favor" or however the prompt is written. Feel free to edit to fit, but make it Super Villain AU. Or, Film Noir Detective Baron AU. Wuv u
A/N: One Super Villain AU coming up! I know I usually default to Haru & Baron, but I couldn’t get this line to work in the AU yet (they don’t know each other well enough yet for this line to have any pathos) so I detoured off with a Toto-centric ficlet. Enjoy! 
(And wuv u too, Shelbs)
For all the other lovely prompts I received, I shall be working on them over the next week, and you should see them appearing once they’re done. But, for now, enjoy this ficlet!
Toto Morrigan, doctor, birdwatcher, part-time baritone, liked to consider himself a fine, upstanding member of society, except that fine, upstanding members of society didn’t usually cavort with super villains. 
Super was perhaps a bit rich though, even if Baron did have super agility and strength and other super skills that Toto had never asked about. Toto had known Baron long enough to remember the cape phase, and it was difficult to take anyone seriously after spending several afternoons untangling them from their cape. 
Most fine, upstanding members of society probably didn’t keep a freeze-ray in their top right kitchen cupboard either, but there were certain precautions needed when one was the go-to doctor of the city’s most-wanted super villain. 
As the sound of fine china clinking echoed along Toto’s otherwise silent house, the doctor, birdwatcher, part-time baritone gently removed the freeze-ray from the cupboard. It looked a lot like a hairdryer - possibly because that’s what it had started life as - and might have gone entirely without comment if it hadn’t been hiding away in a kitchen cabinet. He switched the safety off and stalked through into the lounge. 
When he saw the identity of the uninvited guest, the freeze-ray lowered, but not by much. 
“Humbert,” he greeted. 
The man seated in Toto’s favourite armchair looked like the type of person who would run a bookshop, or perhaps an artisan cafe. Since Humbert did actually run a tea shop, Toto had never quite been convinced that Humbert didn’t dress deliberately with such a fashion in mind. It was a casual outfit, comfy and non-threatening, with a woollen cardigan and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. 
Humbert smiled, and Toto had to make an active effort to remember that the super villain had just broken into his house. 
“Toto. My dear friend.”
“It’s Thursday,” Toto said. 
“Indeed it is.”
“Thursdays are my day off.”
“Well then, it’s just as well I’m just dropping by then, isn’t it?”
Toto scowled, but he could already feel the irritation draining away. He sighed and lowered the ray. “What are you doing here, Humbert?”
“Can’t a super villain make sure his favourite minion is recovering well after a near-death experience without suspicion?”
“Not a minion,” Toto amended, although the objection was more out of habit than anything else. “And, no, you can’t. Not without warning, and certainly not by letting yourself in.”
Humbert motioned to the table before him. “I made you tea.”
“With my best china set,” Toto noted, doing his best to sound disapproving. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop the reluctant smile from rising to his lips though. He closed his eyes, partly to look pointedly frustrated, but mostly because it was easier to not be charmed if he wasn’t making direct eye contact, and sat down in his second-favourite seat. It sagged in the middle. “Humbert, you cannot just break into my house like this–”
“Do you see anything broken?” Humbert asked. 
“My trust.”
“You wound me.” 
“What if anyone had seen you?” Toto persisted. “How am I going to explain you picking the lock on my front door?”
“Do you really think I need to pick the lock anymore?”
“What other way would you–?” Toto sighed. “How long have you had a copy of my key?”
“Since you asked me to housesit your plants.” 
“That was–” Toto groaned. “Really? Have you been sneaking into my house for the past two years?”
There was a pause from Humbert. “I may owe you some tea and milk.” 
“You have your own house! With tea and milk! Why…?”
“Villain?” Humbert offered. He passed across a cup, which Toto reluctantly took. Admittedly, Humbert knew how to make a damn good cup of tea. 
“Don’t make me regret patching you up all these years,” Toto muttered, but it was mostly into the cup. He eyed the super villain. Humbert did indeed look unharmed, so he probably wasn’t here to request a new scar being sewn up or bandages applied. Toto lowered the tea. “So if you’re really not here on… business,” he eventually settled on, “then what are you doing here?”
“You were pretty seriously injured after the Scourge incident last month.”
“That wasn’t your fault,” Toto said. “There were a dozen other people in that tram carriage. It just happened to be someone you knew who got shot.” Toto gave Humbert a meaningful look. “You’re not doing your villain reputation much good by worrying over civilians.” 
“Maybe not, but I can still worry over a friend.” 
“Hmm.” Toto took another sip. “No, there’s something else,” he decided. “Something you’re not telling me.” 
Humbert gave a light chuckle. “You know me far too well, Toto.” 
“Far better than any law-abiding doctor should,” Toto agreed. “So, what is it? What dark and terrible secret have you come to burden on me now?”
“When have I ever burdened you with a dark and terrible secret?”
“I could certainly do without being an accessory to super villainy.” 
“Ah, but you would miss me.” 
Toto snorted and deliberately avoided making eye contact. He mumbled something that might have been confirmation into his tea. “Just tell me, Humbert,” he eventually managed. “What have you done?”
“Such little trust, to have assumed I have done anything,” Humbert teased, but even as Toto watched, Humbert’s eyes turned serious. 
Humbert had strange eyes. Glittering, almost feline eyes, green in some lights and golden in others. Toto had always wondered if that was some side effect of his super powers, but had never quite steered the conversation in a direction where he could ask. He also didn’t want to admit just yet that his own eyes were drawn to Humbert’s at an alarming rate. 
“I don’t suppose you remember that week you took off, back in September?” Humbert asked slowly. 
“Unsurprisingly, I do remember my holiday to Spain,” Toto confirmed. “Would have been a rather disappointing holiday otherwise. Why?” His eyes narrowed as suspicion set in. “You said you were going to keep a low profile while I was gone.”
Humbert wet his lips as he considered his next confession. “I may… have had a building fall on top of me.” 
“Goddammit, Humbert!”
“My mistake, admittedly, I should have been quicker–”
“One week, Humbert. One week! I go away for one week and you nearly get yourself killed!”
“–but,” the super villain continued, “as you can see, I was not. So, I think that counts in my favour, something that you should consider when I tell you how I did not die.”
“And how did you not die?” Toto asked flatly. 
“I had help.”
“From…?” Toto prompted. “Tell me it wasn’t Muta. That butterball has the medical prowess of my little finger - less. At least my little finger has seen surgery.”
“It wasn’t Muta.” 
“It better not have been Louise. Your sister will get into so much trouble if she’s found harbouring a super villain under her roof.” 
“It wasn’t Louise,” Humbert confirmed. 
“Not Persephone. Please do not tell me you got the mayor’s wife to stitch you up. She doesn’t even know who you are!” 
“No… but that’s not a bad idea–”
“Humbert!”
“Right. Yes, back to the subject at hand.” He inhaled. “I did not die because I was helped by the president of the Baron Fan Club.”
“That’s not a real thing.”
“Au contraire, my little minion--”
“Please don’t call me that.”
“--for, behold!” Humbert triumphantly held up something small and round and with tiny shiny lettering surrounding a sparkly top hat.
Toto squinted. “Did you make that yourself?”
“Of course not. That, my dear friend, is official merchandise from the Baron Fan Club, provided by none other than the president of this distinguished society.”
Toto watched as a little of the glitter shedded. “Distinguished, huh?” he echoed, fighting to keep his voice neutral. “And, pray tell,” he said, somewhat mimicking Humbert’s cadence, “how many members does this distinguished society have?”
“Ah, now that would be telling.” 
Toto bit his tongue to keep himself from calling Humbert out. “Oh, I bet it would,” still slipped out, regardless. He overlooked the apparent existence of the questionable fan club long enough to register where Humbert had been going with this. “Hang on, when you said you were helped by the president...” Toto’s eyes narrowed, “does that include your usual penchant for breaking and entering, or did you forgo that particular foible that time around?”
Humbert’s eyes darted guiltily to one side. “She helped, and that is the important part here.”
“Oh god, tell me you did not break into this woman’s house.”
“She took it rather well, all things considering.” And he was considering it now; Toto could see the cold realisation running across those ridiculously curious eyes. “In hindsight,” he eventually admitted, “not one of my better ideas, but I was running out of options.” 
“Would’ve served you right if she’d called the police on you,” Toto muttered. “So, that’s it? You crashed on some poor woman’s sofa for a night and demanded she stitch you back together? I hope you paid to have the blood cleaned off.”
“She refused,” Humbert said in a small voice. “Said something about not wanting to raise questions by hiring out a cleaner, and knowing how to remove blood stains anyway.”
Toto took a long, patient breath and rose to his feet, his cup empty. “Well, as enlightening as this was, this is still my evening off. So unless you have anything else to confess--”
“I saw her again.”
Toto sat. Rather heavier than planned. “What?”
“It was when you were poisoned by Scourge’s gun. She was the scientist in charge of identifying the toxin and developing an antidote.”
If Toto concentrated, he could just about remember the woman. Admittedly, he had been slightly out of it following the poison, and the memory was mostly comprised of white overalls and the smell of apricot. “That was her?”
Somehow, he’d imaged the President of the Baron Fan Club would look... different.
Humbert nodded. 
“And you’re telling me because...?” Toto trailed off, unease quickly replacing bafflement. “She doesn’t know your real identity, does she?”
Humbert waved the worry away. “No. At least, I don’t think so.” He frowned. “I hope not. I’ve never seen her at the tea shop anyway...”
Toto waited for Humbert to get to the point. He usually did, eventually. 
“But, I’ve been considering dropping by her place again... intentionally, some time... when the situation isn’t quite so dire. As one would drop by a friend - like I’m doing now.”
Toto decided against reminding Humbert that he had stolen into this particular house with an illegally copied key. 
“You want to get to know her,” Toto translated. 
“Would that be such a bad thing?”
“Yes?!”
“I suppose I’m flattered,” Humbert continued, “that she formed a fan club devoted to me, even if she did admit it wasn’t done in all seriousness--”
At least that meant the woman had some common sense, Toto couldn’t help but think. 
“--but what harm could come out of seeing her again, perhaps just drop some flowers off to thank her for her help...?”
Toto leant a hand on Humbert’s arm and tried to ignore the way his thoughts scrambled at the contact. “Humbert,” he said gently, “do you trust me?”
Humbert looked up at him with those eyes that glimmered like gems. “You trusted me when no one else would, so now I will always return the favour.”
Dammit. How was Toto supposed to think when Humbert came out with unnecessarily heartfelt things like that?
“Good,” Toto eventually managed, when he felt he could speak without making a fool of himself. It still took him several more moments to follow it up. He patted Humbert’s arm and consciously leant back. “I mean, thank you.” Words. Form words, dammit. “Then please trust me when I say that is a bad idea. Look, if you were talking about a one-off thank you with this woman, that would be one thing. But you’re not, are you?”
Humbert met his gaze, and Toto saw he was hitting the mark. He continued. 
“Humbert, me, your sister, Muta... we’re all people who were already invested in you or involved with the underworld, but this woman... she isn’t. And she doesn’t have to be. She could still go on to have a relatively crime-free life, even with her rather strange hobbies. But if you keep muscling your way into her life, she’s going to lose that. Is that what you want?”
Humbert was silent for a good long moment, and then he finally nodded. He patted Toto’s arm in the same manner Toto had previously. “That’s why I came to yours. You always have such good advice.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” Toto said dryly. 
“I probably should thank her for sewing me back together after the building incident, even so,” Humbert said. “An one-off, of course.” 
“Of course,” Toto echoed. 
“But what?”
“Well, there’s always the classics: chocolates, roses, promises you don’t intend to keep,” Toto rattled off. At Humbert’s disapproving look, he rolled his eyes. “I was kidding. Kidding. Just buy her flowers. She’ll love that.”
“You think?”
Toto stared for a long moment. “Seriously, why are you asking me for ladies’ advice? Go ask your sister, she’s the one with actual experience - and interest.”
“Good point. Thank you, Toto.”
Toto snorted. “Buy me flowers and then we’re even.” He watched as Humbert got to his feet - with feline grace, as always - and, with a defeated sigh, leant back to catch him as he went. “Hey, it might not be a great idea for this woman to get to know the Baron, the super villain, but... there’s no reason why she can’t get to know Humbert, your local tea shop owner.”
Humbert’s eyes lit up. God, he was obvious. “Duly noted. I owe you flowers for this.”
“And tea and milk!” Toto shouted as Humbert vanished out. “Pay me back for all the goddamn tea you’ve been stealing first, you skinflint cretin!” There was the slam of the front door, and Toto collapsed back into his seat. Only the cups left any sign that he hadn’t imagined the whole encounter. 
“He could at least have washed up.”
Toto Morrigan, doctor, birdwatcher, part-time baritone, liked to consider himself a fine, upstanding member of society, except that fine, upstanding members of society didn’t crush on their local super villain. 
Well, usually. 
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moonraccoon-exe · 5 years
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Omg, Coonie it was your Birthday? If you told me before I forgot it, so sorry. Please have the warmest hugs I can give and the happiest vibes possible. Here some beautiful moonflowers and delicious muffins too. Aaaah, Coonie, it was your Birthday! I hope it was super nice and that you spend it with the good side of your family. I hope you got everything that you wished for and if not that you may recieve it in the future. Have all my best wishes. *hugs you so tight and lovingly as I can*-Peridot
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YAS. PRINCE RACCOON CHARMING SURROUNDED OF THE  MOST BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS AND EATING ALL THE YUMMY TREATS IS LIKE HEAVEN LKAJSDLKDJGLKADJGDALKG AFLKADJ
Aaaaahhhhhhh, seriously, thank you so much!!! :’3
And yeah, it was a nice day!! There was nothing grand or particularly special, but I had a good day. The better side of my family all live in other states and the nearest is an hour and half away, the rest are over 4 hours away (and the states are relatively close...the cons of a huge sized country!), so I’ve never spent a birthday with them, hahaha. But that’s okay. As good as they are, I don’t finish blending in, you know? So like, they don’t have the same sort of fun that I do, except for a couple cousins but they live like 7 or 8 hours away. 
But that’s okay! I really LOVE and prefer spending time with my friends. This year it wasn’t possible, but mostly because, surprisingly, it was the first year my family decided to stop work and hang out with me :3 The core of my family, I mean, mom and dad and my brother.
I guess a lot of it is because papa hasn’t had formal job for over a year or two now. So on his formal profession, he’s always away and home on the weekends if we’re lucky, so that’s a lot to blame on why I hadn’t spend birthdays with them before in like the past 8 or 9 or so years. But now that he’s in an informal job, he can drop it any time he wants. So it was a matter of waiting for mommy to be out, him to catch up, and me to make it to a middle point (I went to my course schoo,too). My brother sadly can’t drop it as easily as my parents, but that’s okay, he caught up afterwards.
So it was a good day :3 We didn’t go anywhere particular or do anything special, but it was nice haanging with them and walking through the city. I chomped down a big bowl of my favorite food at one of my favorite places and my favorite Icee flavor I don’t find as easily, and some other very yummy treats!! I felt like an ancient roman eating and eating non stop to celebrate kalsjdkladgjadlkgjadlkgajd
So yeah, it was a great day!!! 
Thank you for your good wishes, dear Peridot. Thank you for hoping that I got what I wished for, or to receive it in the future. I honestly can’t think of anything special to wish for. I’d like some extra cash right now to pay my mommy for the course I’m taking, but that’s really not important. I’ve got my family alive and healthy, so am I, I’ve got a house and blankets, and food in the fridge. I’m so blessed and more privileged than most, I can’t think of anything besides material things, which really are just an extra and bonus of life.
Thank you wholeheartedly for suc pure and sincere and beautiful wishes, dear friend. Thank you, immensely, I can’t describe how much. 
Thank you. Thank you for taking the time to drop by and write such heartfelt and wonderful ask, my dear friend. Again, no worries about being late. It literally wasn’t on you. You could have been months late, I’d still have been hyped
Thank you for writing those  beautiful things, and thank you immensely for the most beautiful wishes and the kind words. 
I’m so grateful to be your friend, PEridot. I’m so grateful you took the time to write to me. Thank you so much. Your message means a lotto me, more than I can say, just because it’s you and you’re a very dear friend to me. 
So really, thank you. You’ve brightened my day fully
As to the day, my birthday is on the 11th, so Friday it was! :) 
I’m a bit worried for you, though. I hope everything’s been okay. Were you busy and that’s why you hadn’t been online since wednesday? Perhaps it’s the job teaching that you told me about in an earlier ask? I hope that it was anything except something bad, dear Peridot. And if it was something bad what kep you away, then I sincerely hope and wish for it to have eased and gotten better now, and if that’s out of reach, I at least do wholeheartedly wish for you to at least feel better. I hope you’ve taken the time you may have needed to recover and rest, my dear friend.
May the stars give you twice as you’ve given me, buddy. I hope you’re alright. And if you’re not, I send you my warmiest, happiest, and most healing raccoonie magical vibes to help you recover soon. And even if you’re alright, I still send them, just to give you a bonus of joy!!
Thank you again, my dear friend. I hope that you had a FANTASTIC weekend, and may your new week start off phenomenally. I wuv ya!! (ɔˆ⌣(ˆ⌣ˆc) ❤
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saphore’s long ass mutual appreciation post (pt. 2)
i recently reached my follower goal so i decided to make an appreciation post for my mutuals! This is part 2 uwu
@bam-hera : oh my god you are every blog’s dream follower. We don’t message each other often but I feel I’ve learned so much about you from your asks, and I appreciate how interesting your questions always are. I can tell we really connect in our views on art and I always look forward to seeing the paintings and artists you suggest I look into. One of the main reasons I started this blog was to expose myself to art and you’ve been a huge part of helping me with that. I’m going to try to tag you in more art because I want to interact with you as much as you interact with me. ilu Oscar, u little gay.
@jenomutual : rosie stop reblogging my horny on main posts we get it u need benis. Uhhhhh but in all seriousness I love interacting with you, your url is all too accurate because you rlly are a service top when it comes to your mutuals. You are so kind and I feel that your ask games and stuff are always really interactive and it’s refreshing to have someone I feel like I don’t have to message in order to connect with, if that makes sense? Also ive only just began my career as a jeno stan and that’s probably your fault so thank your for your donations to my death.
@astrobee : ah yes, my emotional support mutual. First of all you’re one of my favorite aesthetic blogs because from the moment I made you an archive mb, I’ve admired the way you organize the various aesthetics under the same blog. It’s a system I haven’t seen before and I find it really impressive. Both of us have helped each other during hard times; you let me vent about my breakup and I let you vent about family problems. It’s nice to have someone to talk to about these things. I hope you’ve been doing well these days and I’m always going to be here for you to talk to. Thank you angel <3
@peachyjenos : iSAISAISA MY DAUGHTER! You’re a lot younger than me but I still feel that you’ve been a positive influence on me. Something about you is very calming and you’re someone I know is always there for me to talk to. Every comment I see from you makes me happy because it lets me know that there is someone who is listening to what I’m saying. A lot of times we have trouble understanding each other and where that would probably be an issue for most friends, I find it kind of funny and endearing just because you’re so lighthearted about it. You’re a great person I have faith that you’re going to become an even greater person as you grow. I wuv u.
@seofthours : you know I don’t even think we’ve messaged each other? but I feel joy every time I see your posts on my dash. I’ve said this before but you’ve always given me really soft nostalgic vibes and the whole soft stan mode you’re always on is just adding to that. Even before we were mutuals I saw you lurking around on other mutual’s blogs and I could already see how sweet you were. Lily, you’re so kind to me and idk if I deserve it but it does make me feel like I’ve got some really warmhearted friends on this site. Thanks babe uwu!
@kunsleo : ai, I’m sure you’d be pleased to know that you are truly my token slytherin mutual. The bitchiness is palpable and I fucking love it. You’re my one stop shop for all Kun material and I thank u for your sacrifice to this china line deprived community, you are a local hero. Like all fire signs you tell it like it is and I find it interesting to see your opinions, even if they’re ones that you know are likely unpopular.
@hyucksbby: you’re another one of my mutuals where although you’re a bit younger, I can already tell that you’re so talented and I’m looking forward to seeing you grow. I wish you a lot of luck with your writing because I have so much respect for all fan creators whether it be art or literature. I find it really impressive that you are able to keep coming with scenario’s and moodboards and I hope that you are able to continue being such a great creative influence on this community in the future <3
Mutuals that I want to get closer to
@0mile: I absolutely love your blog because you’re one of the only other light aes nct blogs that i’ve seen. Your blog is so pretty but you also seem really funny so I’d love to interact with you more.
@cupidjohnny: tbh I still find you intimidating because you’re a god and your aesthetic is great but at the same time id love to have a chat with u on my chemical romance where I don’t have to pretend im not still stuck in 2008.
@vampireseo: we became mutuals really recently but you’ve been sending me art which is the key to my heart and I know youre  fan of noel and cody so I’m sure we will become closer soon enough
@yvesgrl: both of us have had some rough moments that we’ve talked about recently and I think that’s a good start but I’d also love to talk to you about your interests and passions in the future so that we can learn more about each other.
@wlwhyuck: korin!! I love all dream biased mutuals, they always have the best personalities and you are no exception. I just started a relationship (long distance) and looking at you and z makes me happy to see you two doing so well together, it gives me a lot of hope for my own relationship <3
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