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deliverydefresas · 3 years

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another aeroplane, another sunny place

AKA, the final bonus part of shape of you that wasn't posted here, but on wp. very much inspired by michael bublé's song 'home' back in 2017 that i finally finished writing a while ago. technically it can be read as a standalone os since that's how it was originally written as, but it also makes sense in the sofy universe. (just like another os i will post sometime next week that i *also* posted on wp but not on here)

ANYWAYS feel free to ignore if you've read it already, since i'm mostly just posting it here in case i need to reference it later!

may be surrounded by a million people i still feel alone, i just wanna go home

oh, i miss you, you know

He'd been on the road for eight months now.

He was grateful of all the success the Rollerband was getting; a worldwide sold-out tour, thousands of records sold, a renewed signing contract for another three years. He knew he was lucky, and he couldn't deny it.

Career-wise, he was happy, living his rock-star dream. His personal life was a whole different thing.

They say distance makes the heart grow fonder. And it was true, honestly. If he thought he loved his girlfriend before, he knew for sure now that he was ten thousand kilometers away. However, what they don't tell you, it's how hard it can get when such a distance is formed. He hadn't talked to Ámbar, like really talked, in two months.

Their relationship had gotten to an only-texting communication, with hello's and goodnight's texts received every day. The phone calls had reduced to once a week, if that.

It hadn't started that way, though. The first three months consisted of daily three-hours-long video calls, with the occasional visit if uni and her schedule allowed her, then they passed to a one-hour daily cellphone call... now they were lucky they even remembered to put 'i love you' at the end of their texts.

He didn't like it, not one bit. He knew where they were leading; he'd seen it first with Jim and Nico years ago (which was a reason he tried not to date anyone seriously), and then a few months later with Delfi and Pedro. Simón didn't want that for Ámbar and himself.

He checked the time; almost midnight where he was, so it'd only be around 7 PM in Buenos Aires. Her uni classes ended at three, so either she was at the J&R or doing homework.

Deciding he didn't have anything to lose, he pressed 'call' on his phone. Five rings later, she picked up, her beaming face appearing on his screen. Gosh, how he'd missed her.

"Aló, Simón?!" Her voice sounded a little breathy, but overall excited. He had to smile when he heard her. "How are you? I miss you," she sighed wistfully on the other side of the line. The hand she wasn't using to hold the phone went to her hair, twirling a lock away from her face.

"I miss you too," Simón answered, a small smile gracing his lips, "I'm coming home soon, only a couple of weeks more, little gem."

"It feels like too long, but at least it's sooner than eight months," she mumbled, sighing again, "how's Spain? Didn't you have a show tonight?"

"Spain's great, full of life," he remembered the crowd, screaming and singing along, "the show ended an hour ago. I'm feeling a little homesick, I guess," he admitted, "I wish I was there with you."

"Don't," she reprimanded him, shaking her head a little, "you'll be here soon, enjoy tour life while you can."

"That's the thing... I'm not enjoying it anymore." Ámbar went still at this. If it weren't for the tenue sound of music she was listening on her side and that he could hear through the phone, he'd have thought it's freezed on him; when he realized that wasn't the case, he continued. "It's been too long. I miss our bed, I miss waking up next to you, hugging you, kissing you... I miss our dog and I miss our friends. This life... it feels so empty, little gem." He wasn't ashamed to say he was close to tears. He loved touring, giving concerts in different parts of the world, meeting fans all over the globe... those were heavy pros. Simón just wished he'd have more time for his family.

"Don't think like that, Simón, please." She begged him, the little tremble in her voice gave away her emotions, her face had barely moved. Simón knew it was more for his sake than for hers. "I miss you too, so much it hurts sometimes. But this is your dream, love, this is what you've worked so hard for; don't let homesickness stop you from finding joy in what you love the most."

"I'll try, I promise I will. I just... I don't know..."

"I get it, I'm the same sometimes. But you must understand; we're not them, Simón." Her voice turned softer, understanding, and soothing. He loved that about her, that she seemed to know what to say and how to say it without a prompt given. "Do you know why they didn't work out? It's not because they loved each other less, or because the distance was too much. It was the pressure of feeling that if they weren't near each other, if they didn't talk to the other 24/7, their bond would break. It was too much, and it ended up leaving them strained."

"Is this your way of telling me you don't want to talk to me anymore?" he joked, his smile growing as she rolled her eyes.

"You're an idiot." She deadpanned, changing her position on the bed to recline her back on their bedrest. "Seriously, though, do you get what I'm saying?"

"Yes, love. I know I shouldn't care too much about how much we talk as it does not define our relationship but what can I say? I miss you." She grinned at him.

"I miss you, too. I'm always a call away," she promised him, but then she frowned, "unless I'm at class, then sorry, you'll have to talk to my voicemail."

He laughed, "I see how it is, a boring class is way more important than funny me. How's everything over there? How's my princess?"

"Always." She winked at him. "Everything's fine. I had lunch with my mom today, she made mushroom lasagna, I told her already that mushrooms taste like nothing, but she swears they're flavorful; I might go visit my dad tomorrow as well; he's been bugging me about having dinner with him and his family," he absentmindedly scrunched his nose at the mention of the fungi, he hated them, "Toppy is here, I can put you on speaker so you can talk to her, if you want. I can't promise she'll answer, though, she's been giving me an attitude lately."

"An attitude? You're rubbing on her, aren't you? When I get home, I'll come back to two Ámbar's instead of one." He teased her, earning a huff from his girl. "Let me talk to her, I bet she doesn't even recognize my voice anymore."

"You've always been her favorite, she will." She replied softly, and then it was quiet for a couple of seconds, while she took off the earphones' plug from her phone. "Okay, you're on speaker now. Toppy, babe, come greet daddy." Simón waited until he heard a 'thud' – followed by Ámbar adjusting her phone's camera so he could see both his girl and their pet- to speak again.

"Toppy?" Not a sound.

Before he could get sad he got no response, Ámbar spoke. "She's smelling my phone, talk again." She sounded amused, so Simón complied, cheerier this time.

"How's my favorite puppet doing? I heard you're giving mommy a bit of trouble. What happened to my good girl?" He wasn't done with his first question when the barking started, his pup's little whines sounded almost as if she was reprimanding his absence.

"She's missed you." His girlfriend exclaimed over the barking, chuckling at the way Toppy's tail swat rapidly.

"I miss her too." He sighed again, "I miss you both a lot."

"Just a few more weeks." She reminded him, her smile and tone wistful as she tried to contain the pup's wriggling body. He had to smile at that.

"Just a few more weeks." He echoed, the underlying promise loud to their ears. "I love you."

"I love you too." She paused for a second, before speaking again, "now please go to sleep, you look like you died a week ago." Simón laughed at that, but he knew better than to fight her when she was trying to take care of him.

"I'll call you tomorrow, alright?"

His words were met with a grin. "Not if I text you first. I love you so much, Simón."

"I love you more, little gem. Take care, okay? I'll see you as soon as I can." She sent him a kiss through the phone, before disconnecting the call. He stared at the screen for a couple of minutes, before the 'low battery' notification popped up and he had to charge it. The call left him feeling much better, so he decided to go to bed already.

Just a few more weeks ran like a mantra trough his mind, soothing his fears and anxiety. Just a few more weeks and I'll be home.

#simbar #soy luna #my simbar ff #my sl ff #simón álvarez #ámbar smith #sofy #mine #queued #(obvs the image of the line break isnt mine i found it on google images so the credit goes to whoever created/owns it)

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maku-chan · 3 years

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GuYs, It’S ✨Headcanon Time✨

How I think the Karasuno team would pass their Christmas Eve and with who.

SAWAMURA DAICHI

First of all he is so hot with that smirk just look at him.

Well he would pass Christmas with his entire family. Like, he has one little sis and one little bro, and I see him with three little cousins imagine the stress of being the only “older” one there.

His sister and his little cousin, the only girl of the three, would take him and give him some make over and then show it to his family.

His mother and aunt would be screaming and getting mad at the “young ladys”, as they said.

His dad, uncle, little bro and his other two cousins would be laughing at the situation and mocking him. He blushes.

Daichi with blush make my mind go brrrr.

His grandparents would sit, look, laugh a little bit and go back to their convo, like they don’t give a shit.

“SAWAMURA DAICHI, GO AND TAKE THAT OFF!!!” his mother scream.

“NOOOO!!!” his siblings and cousins say. He gave a death look to the three little boys.

“He looks so good with the makeup, mama”.

“PlEaSe, don’t make him take it off”.

His brother toke pictures of him and send it to the whole Karasuno Team GC. For the past 3 months Daichi was the topic of the convo there.

And Daichi was all the night with his painted face, and family laughing at him, but receiving some good comments from his grandmothers.

SUGAWARA KŌSHI

This baby would pass Christmas Eve with his parents, grandparents and brother.

It would be a very simple reunion in his grandparents house were they usually stay in winter vacations.

His brother and him would help their mom with the dinner while his grandparents and dad talk about politic.

At the dinner they talk about random things and make jokes all the time so it’s impossible to not see someone smiling and laughing in that table.

“Wanna hear a joke?” His brother ask to their grandma, “No, thanks. I’m already looking at one” she answers.

“Where does Batman go to the bathroom?” He and his brother asked “The batroom!!!”.

“I poured root beer in a square glass...Now I just have beer”.

AZUMANE ASAHI

Asahi, his mom and his sister he give vibes of daddy issues.

The three of them always go out for Christmas.

Every year they go to that beautiful restaurant near the ice rink were they usually go to skii after dinner or at the evenings.

Asahi and his sister would mock their mother cuz she has a crush on the ice rink boss like that person who manage all the thing.

One day, the man just was sooooo handsome like if he was just waiting for someone. He walks towards Asahi’s mom and ask her “Hey, I know that you don’t know me but I really want to know you. You seem like a beautiful person and you just are a really good mom, as I can see. Maybe...Will you like to come skii with me?”. Obviously she said yes instantly after hearing that.

Asahi and his sister went to the rink too and tryed to spy their mom. They saw her smiling and laughing with the man, the two of them with sparkles in their eyes.

They knew that he would be part of their life since that day.

NIYINOYA YŪ, TANAKA RYŪNOSUKE AND ENNOSHITA CHIKARA

The chaotic second year group.

They do the same thing all the time.

Noya stay for Christmas with his parents, his awesome grandfather and his three older sisters.

The house is a completely chaos. Just imagine four young Noyas and three older Noyas I believe that his parents and sisters are just like him and his grandfather.

They would sing, fight, fight with the food and laugh while screaming all the time.

“I'm going to train an Alkon, so I can take a scratch flight to your eyes, pull them off your bottom, bring them back to me and so I can fry them” his older sister number two said to the older number one, because she ate her pie “I'll eat them and while I eat them, I'm going to dance a cheerful and happy dance!”

“You dumbass, you don't dress like an old hut anymore”

“What do you mean, dad?” Noya’s father ask“That the clothes I wear make me look like an older person?”

“No, like an old hag”

Noya and his older sister number three singing jingle bells but...“Dashing through the snow”

“In a one-horse open sleigh”

“O´er the fields we go. Laughing all the way”

“Bells on bobtail ring. Making spirits bright”

His grandfather always interrupts “What fun it is to party and sex, a beauty girl tonight! Oh!”.

His father and his strange thoughts about fictional characters “I would like to be one of those people who handle themselves in the danger of living a double life. You know, Bruce Wayne, Peter Parker, Hannah Montana.”

And his mom with her crazy theories about the space and the Area 51.

Yū is the fist up to get out of the house and go to Tanaka’s.

OmG just imagine this...we know that Saeko nii San is an alcoholic but, if Tanaka’s mom is one too? We have two rude and beautiful women drunk in the sofa and two men sitting there and trying to catch them if they fall while walking.

Tanaka’s mom would be just soooo chaotic, more than Saeko and Ryū together they have their mom personality .

“I wAsn’T ThAt drrUnnk, dAAAd”

“YeeaH, I drOvE her HoMe”.

Tanaka’s dad look at the two blond women “Don’t even try to deny it and encouraging her...I drove her home while YOU, love, were driving with a paper plate”

“OH! I thOugHT ThAt waS a drrrEamm!”

Tanaka’s dad just shake his head and said “I love you so much but this is unbelievable”.

Mom and daughter went to the rooftop and started to dance, Ryū and his dad had to take a stair to just make them go down again, they don’t even know how the two women ended up at the roof.

While Tanaka’s women drink and stay in a “not good state to make a reasonable convo”, the two men talk about...🥁🥁🥁

KYOKO SAN❤️💜💜🧡💕❣️💚💙💙💞💗💚🤎🤎🧡💞💞💞❤️🤎💘💞💕💞💚💕💙💕💓💓🤎❤️🤎💛💛🧡💛💘💘💖💘🧡💞💕🧡💛❣️🤍💕!!!!

“And then she hit me...”

“She’s soooo beautiful!!!”

“She will be my wife and we will have 10 kids that look exactly like her”

His dad just listen and nod, he have a heart and don’t want to say the reality but the timeskip say something else 😏😏😏.

After a few hours, past 12 pm, Noya arrives.

“Welcome to the Tanaka’s Manor” Ryūnosuke said

“Let me in, Ryū!”

“UH? Watcha want? Ya want to eat potatoes?”

“Shit, Ryū! It’s cold here! Open the fucking door!!!”

“GeT iN YŪ!!!” Saeko and her mom scream, hitting Ryū in the head and opening the door.

But Noya was smart, he already knew that they would be like that so he take his friend by the collar of his coat and start running towards the Ennoshita’s house.

In Chikara’s case, he stay all the night with his parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins and his older sister and older brother.

The Ennoshita’s are a big family that live one near the other, they are all neighbors so they don’t have problems to travel and see each other.

His little cousins were running and playing around.

The adults were talking about their lifes, works and polemic things.

And the only three that were involved into a chaotic convo were the Ennoshita siblings.

Chikara is the most responsable sibling.

While his brother and sister fight for the last piece of cake at the table he just got up and look for one at the kitchen and eat it there cuz he don’t want problems.

The youngest Ennoshita chokes on his piece of cake. Tanaka and Niyinoya were literally glued to the window and saying “Chikara, let’s go, the party is starting!!!”.

A scream is heard. All of the family come to the kitchen scared but they found his little cousin, who was scared of seeing a Baldie and a gnome glued to the window, holding a plastic knife and trying to stab the two teenagers trough the glass.

“I have to go” Chikara say to his family and went out.

Ryū and Yū were celebrating that Chikara went out but when they saw his scary and angry face they started to run to Kinoshita’s home.

It’s not Christmas Eve anymore but I don’t give a shit. Also part 2 w the first years, KYOKO, Narita and Kinoshita will be up soon lol

#haikyuu!!#tanaka ryuunosuke #sawamura daichi #sugawara koushi #ennoshita chikara #azumane asahi #nishinoya yuu #I hate Christmas and other festivities but meh

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wolfyred-ks · 5 years

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Adrinette April 2019 Day 16

@adrinetteapril

Hello all, here is part 3 of the surprise 4 parter from me. Enjoy! PS there aren’t many beaches in France that are close to Paris! and one with hot enough weather???!!!?!? Found it! And just to note, the whole story actually takes place after season 2 and before 3. No Weredad, no Camelon.

Part 1 - The Valentine

Part 2 - Love rivals

Part 4 - Confesion

Part 5 - In the rain

Day 16 - Beach

It was 2 weeks after Valentines Day and the class was on a full day trip to Rambouillet to spend time at the beach there. It was part biology class and part fun. They had gotten on the bus at 7am for the hour long trip. A lot of the students tried to get some more sleep which was fine by Adrien. He needed time alone with his thoughts after his talk with Ladybug last night.

There had been an akuma attack yesterday morning and to say at best he had been distracted and Ladybug had noticed. She had suggested meeting up that night on the Eiffel Tower to talk about it.

Ladybug had noticed that Chat seemed distracted at the beginning of the past 2 attacks.

Chat had told her that it was just minor problems in his civilian life, nothing to worry about.

Ladybug asked him to talk about it. She didn’t want him to get too distracted in battle and end up getting hurt.

Chat eventually told Ladybug that while he still cared for her, he was starting to have possible feelings toward another girl. He was just trying to work out if he actually liked her or if he was just worried about her as she was going through some problems herself.

Ladybug encouraged him to think about the girl. While he is her partner and friend and she considers him a very special person in her life, with the threat of Hawk Moth still out there they really couldn’t develop a relationship beyond the masks.

Chat ended up agreeing and said that he’d think on his feelings and see if he really liked this girl or not.

Adrien hadn’t mentioned to Ladybug that the girl he might like, liked someone else. That was part of what was confusing him now. He had watched Marinette and despite her saying she was going to give the Valentine card to the guy she liked, he hadn’t seen her paying attention to anyone.

Two things he had noticed was that one, she was stuttering a lot less around him and two, she seemed sad at times. Maybe on the trip today he would have a chance to find out if she had talked to the guy yet.

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Marinette and Alya had switched into their bathing suits and were standing together waiting for the rest of the class to change so the teacher could give their tasks for the trip.

“This is the most messed up situation you’ve ever gotten yourself into Mari.” Alya shook her head and crossed her arms.

“It’s not my fault. If you hadn’t taken my card then I wouldn’t have had to get it back and Adrien wouldn’t think there is some other boy I like.” Marinette huffed and crossed her own arms.

Exasperated Alya threw her arms in the air and then put her hands on her hips. “You didn’t have to get the card back at all. That was why I didn’t help you get it. Adrien had it and he would have read it, and would have thought it was sweet and he would have talked to you. At least to thank you.”

“Alya, did you not hear him after he came in. Getting cards like that only made him sad. Having them on the desk only made him think that the girls liked him superficially. Like they couldn’t be bothered to give it to him directly. If I had been able to ‘give’ it to him,” Marinette pointedly stared at Alya before continuing. “Then he would have know it was coming from me personally and would have meant more to him. Just having it on his desk would have been impersonal and not meant as much.”

“Ouch,” Alya looked crestfallen, “My bad. I’m sorry I didn’t think of that.”

Marinette looked at her. “It’s fine,” she sighed.

“Well,” Alya brightened. “There is nothing to stop you from saying that things didn’t work out, or he turned you down. It’s like you have turned off a faucet and aren’t even trying with Adrien any more.”

Marinette hung her head, “He deserves to be more then the ‘rebound’.”

“But he wouldn’t be. He’s the ‘ever since the beginning’ guy.” Alya argued back. “And there is no other guy.”

“But look at it this way,” Marinette started pointing out on her fingers, “Right now Adrien thinks I like some other guy. Last week he had asked me if I’ve talked to the guy yet. If he asks again then there is three things I can say.”

“If I say that I couldn’t ask out the other guy then I can’t ask out Adrien because I haven’t resolved my feelings for the other guy.”

“I could say that we are now going out and then we ‘break up’ later. If I ask out Adrien after that, then he’s the rebound guy.”

“If I say he didn’t like me back, then later I ask out Adrien, Adrien becomes the second choice guy.”

“In any of the cases if Adrien finds out that I’ve liked him from the beginning then; I have liked Adrien, fallen for another guy and moved on from Adrien, had problems with the other guy, and then gone back to Adrien. That looks like I’m fickle and who wants to date someone fickle.”

Alya grunted. “All right, those are good points.” She put an arm around Marinette, “What are you going to do? If the sunshine child had just noticed you sooner, all of this would be moot. I think you should pretend that he didn’t like you back. This way you have the heartbreak now, you can start on getting over him now, and who knows, maybe Adrien tries to cheer you up and he falls for you. Then Adrien can’t be the rebound guy.”

Marinette sighed and agreed, “It might be the better idea of pretending he turned me down. However I don’t think Adrien would fall in love with me trying to cheer me up. After a few months I can act like I’m over it and if Adrien is available then maybe I’ll ‘start’ crushing on him, again. Then we’re back to where we were before Valentine’s Day. Me liking him and him oblivious to me.”

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The boys arrived on the beach after changing. Nino was in lose blue boxer style swim shorts and an orange t-shirt and Adrien was in a pair of dark green swim shorts with a white button up hanging totally open. They looked around for the girls. They saw them over by the rest of the class.

Nino took a moment to admire Alya in a simple orange and white swimsuit that was cut high on the thighs. It covered her front completely but showed off a good portion of her back.

Adrien looked at Marinette. Her swimsuit was a solid black suit that had a deep cut in the front on her chest but wasn’t so low that it look like she was showing off. The back showed off her shoulder blades but the rest of her back was covered down to her gracefully curved bottom. It covered more of Marinette than he’d seen on some female models but to him is seemed more alluring then other two piece suits he’s seen.

“Dude, pick your jaw up off the floor. You’re gonna eat sand like that.” Nino nudged him.

“What?”

Nino laughed. “You keep looking at Marinette like that and she’s gonna think you like her.”

Adrien blushed and rubbed one arm, “She likes someone else Nino. She’s, she’s just a friend.”

Nino shook his head. He playfully punched Adrien and gestured him to follow. “Come on, we gotta get to the rest of the class.” Nino had heard about Marinette pretending that she liked someone else to get the card back. He thought the whole thing was silly.

They jogged over to the class and the teacher gave out some papers. “Alright, everyone in groups of two please. You are to answer the questions on the paper. There are samples for you to collect, drawings for you to make and notes for you to take. There are envelopes for you to put your samples in and bottles for the water observations over there. This should take you a couple of hours. After you are done you can have lunch. Then we will meet at 12:30pm for a talk and then your are free until dinner at 4pm. Dinner will be set up over by the changing rooms that were set up for us. This is the first time this type of excursion has been organized by the school so after dinner there will be a short paper survey we would like you to do. Based on the answers of your assignment and the survey we will see if this gets to be an annual thing. Go, be back here by 12:30pm.”

Nino glanced at Adrien and made a ‘wanna be partners’ motion. Adrien nodded. Nino then looked at Alya, “Hey I know we are supposed to be teams of two but you girls wanna hang out with us and the 4 of us work together?”

“Sorry Nino, we girls are going to stick together. We want to make sure our observations are correct.” She gave Adrien a look as she stressed the part ‘observations are correct’, and Adrien wondered what he had done to earn her ire again.

Alya took Marinette by the shoulders and proceeded to the water bottles and envelopes. The boys heard hushed talking but couldn’t make out much until Alya said, ‘I can hold it against him if he’s too dense to see it’ before Marinette made a shushing noise and looked over her shoulder at the guys.

“Nino,” Adrien said with a confused look on his face, “I get the feeling that I’m missing something.” Nino just laughed.

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The day went well after that. Every one finished the sheet of work, some with better answers than others. Lunch was enjoyed by all. And sitting through the mini lecture about the importance of ecosystems, using the beach as an example, allowed everyone to have time to let their stomachs settle before going to play in the water. While it wasn’t that hot out it was warm enough to make being at the beach enjoyable.

As he had the past two weeks Adrien covertly watched Marinette. As far as he could tell she still hadn’t asked out the guy since he asked her about it a week ago. He tried to see if she might be interested in anyone here today.

He was finding it very annoying that he still didn’t know who Marinette liked. Half way trough the afternoon he made another trip to his bag so he could feed Plagg.

Plagg looked up from the bag as Adrien gave him another piece of Camembert from a wheel that was being kept in a different bag so the little cat couldn’t scarf it all down in one go. “How’s it going?” Plagg smirked.

Plagg fully knew what was going on now. He had found out Tikki was here and they had a short talk about what their charges were doing. (ie being stupid about the situation.) He found the whole thing hilarious and promised Tikki that he wouldn’t tell Adrien a thing about the card being for him and Marinette just pretending to like another boy to get it back.

“Not good.” Adrien signed and sat on his heels. “I can’t tell who she likes. She hasn’t paid any obvious attention to anyone that I can see. It’s just so annoying.” Adrien raked his fingers through his wet hair.

“Maybe it’s bothering you because you like her and want to date her yourself.” Plagg floated up from the bag to look Adrien in the face.

“Plagg,” Adrien gently pushed him back into the bag. “She’s just a friend. I don’t, I don’t like her like that. I’m just worried that she will get hurt if this unknown guy turns her down badly. Once I know who the guy is, it will be fine.”

“Sure.” The tiny black cat chuckled to himself and finished off the cheese as Adrien ran back to the beach.

#adrinetteapril2019 #ml #adrien x marinette #adrinette april 2019

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ifindus · 5 years

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Christmas Dinner

This is a story for @weekofhetalia and their Hetalia Holiday Special 2k18 where I was the Secret Santa of Katya. This is her gift from me, I hope you enjoy it!

Words: 2 339 Characters: APH England, APH France, APH America, APH Canada. Pairing: APH England/APH France. Summary: Arthur tries to be helpful so that his children are ready when Francis' finish the christmas dinner, but it's not easy with defiant kids who'd rather play than listen.

Link to AO3.

“I can help!”

“No, you can’t!”

“At least let me-”

“Not happening! Get out of the kitchen!”

Arthur crossed his arms in defiance, but did as he was told. He went out into the dining room where he had already set the table for four. There were candles placed around the room that cast light on the decorations. Red and green colours covered the room along with some gold. Francis was about halfway done with the evening’s dinner and Arthur felt absolutely useless as he wasn’t even allowed to help his husband prepare. Just because he’d had a few bad experiences before didn’t mean he was inept at cooking. Well, as there was nothing else to do at the moment he might as well go fetch the boys, who were still outside and playing in the snow. About time they got ready for the evening after all.

Arthur entered the hallway and went over to the front door. Before he opened it, he paused to take a glimpse out the window beside it. The darkness had wrapped around the white garden and it was only due of the lamp posts in the street he could spot the kids playing in the snow. It looked like they were having fun, but now it was almost time for dinner, so they’d better get dressed soon. Arthur waited only a few seconds more, just so he could enjoy watching the two of them struggling to put a head on top of their newest snowman, which was considerably taller than them both. Then, as they stood back admiring their creation, Arthur decided it was the right time to interrupt them.

“Come on, boys! Time’s up!” Sad faces look back up at him as the boys turned towards him and Alfred stomped a foot into the ground as he protested.

“But daaaaaad!” Alfred crossed his arms and put up a pout. “We’re not done yet! We have like three more snowmen to make – we have to stay out a bit longer!”

“Pleeease, dad? Just a few more minutes? We won’t take long, promise.” Matthew folded his hands in front of him as he begged Arthur.

Arthur just shook his head. He knew where this was going. A few more minutes quickly became hours and three more snowmen suddenly meant six. Dinner was almost ready anyway, so they really should be showering and changing clothes.

“Sorry, boys. There’s no more time today. You have to get changed now.” Both of the boys groaned and Alfred kicked away a piece of snow. “You’ll have all the time you want tomorrow, but right now you have to shower and get ready.”

“But we don’t wanna get ready! We wanna build more snowmen now!”

“Alfred, don’t be difficult. Stop this nonsense and come inside.” Arthur crossed his arms and looked sternly at them. When neither of them moved, he sighed. “Don’t make me put on some shoes and come get you myself. Dinner’s almost ready, and we don’t want to disappoint your father by not being at the table on time, now would we?”

At this, the boys mumbled a bit before they slowly – and a little reluctant – made their way towards the door. Arthur held it open and closed it when both of them had stepped inside. Their cheeks and noses were tinged red from the cold and the few strands of hair that poked out from their hats were wet. Arthur smiled to himself as the kids struggled out of their thick jackets and heavy shoes. They had both grown so much these last years, he almost couldn’t believe they’d be eleven years old next summer.

“Dad! Do I have to wear that stiff shirt?” Alfred stared up him with a disgruntled look on his face.

“Yes, you do. It Christmas. You have to look proper and nice today for a change.” Arthur raised an eyebrow. “But first you both need a shower.”

“But daaaaad!”

“Alfred, why don’t you calm down and behave more like Matthew here. You don’t see him complaining.”

“That’s just because he doesn’t want to make you mad.”

“Then you both better go shower right now, or I may get mad.” Arthur crossed his arms and looked sternly at them again. Matthew was standing behind his brother, obviously uncomfortable at being dragged into this. “Go on now, and I’ll put away your clothes.”

“Urgh! Fine.” Alfred made a point to roll his eyes, but he dragged Matthew with him up the stairs in the hallway and towards the bathroom. Arthur just shook his head at the boys. They – especially Alfred – were really doing a lot to make his life more difficult lately. But, today was Christmas Eve so he was trying to be a bit more patient with them – as much as he could anyway.

The clothes that the boys had discarded on the floor he picked up and hung them in their place on the hangers by the door. The jackets were still a bit wet and the shoes had rims of snow along their edges. Also, there was now a huge puddle in the middle of the hallway from the melted snow they’d dragged in. Arthur sighed heavily and dragged a hand trough his hair before he realized he kind of ruined the hairstyle he’d worked on so long earlier and tried to smooth it back out. He could hear Francis out in the kitchen, humming to himself over the sounds of cutlery and pans, and he noticed the amazing smell making its way down the hallway. Soon. Arthur pulled himself back up and went to the closet where they kept their brooms and mops and fetched out an old rag, which he then used to clean the mess after the boys.

When he was done cleaning, Arthur figured he should probably go fetch clothes for the boys so that they wouldn’t use forever to dress up only for him to make them go change again. He took steps up the stairs and he could hear the sound of the shower running, so at least they had started. A quick stop by the boys’ shared room, he found some nice shirts and trousers he brought with him over to the bathroom. The shower had stopped running and Arthur knocked on the door so they’d let him in. The door was opened and Matthew was standing on the other side of it with a towel draped over his shoulders and water dripping from his hair. Alfred was over by the large mirror above the sink, busy drying himself.

“Hello boys, I have your clothes with me here. Dry up and I’ll help you get dressed.”

“Dad. I don’t need help.” Alfred turned around to look at him. “I’m ten; I can dress myself.”

“If you say so.” Arthur raised an eyebrow and smiled a bit as he remembered only last week when Alfred had needed his help with a pair of pants. He leant back against the closed door and watched as his boys dried themselves off and got into their clothes. Matthew came over to him for help with the buttons on the cuffs of his purple shirt, and he happily bent down to assist. Alfred on the other hand insisted on doing everything by himself, so Arthur had to actually hold him still so he could tuck the shirt down into the trousers when Alfred failed to do so. Both of the boys were almost out the door before he could grab them again and place them in front of the mirror. Their hair looked like a mess he reminded them. Arthur grabbed Francis’ hairdryer and carefully dried their blonde locks before he fetched a comb and fixed their hairstyles. Matthew’s long locks were so similar to those of Francis’. Eventually, the boys grew impatient, and while Arthur was still struggling with that one piece of hair that refused to lay down on Alfred, they tore away from him and ran down the stairs. Well, that was probably as good as it was going to get anyway.

Arthur walked down the stairs and could hear the boys getting shooed out of the kitchen by Francis as he stepped into the hallway. Matthew and Alfred scurried over to the living room instead and Arthur vaguely saw them turning on the television and their Nintendo Switch as he stopped in the door opening to the kitchen. It was almost impossible to control those two. He leaned back out to shout at them.

“Leave that be until after dinner please!” He knew they would barely be able to start a game before the meal was ready and then they would be in the same situation as before all over again. Dissatisfied groans sounded loudly from the other room, but Arthur’s attention was grabbed by the laughing man in front of him.

“Don’t worry, I’m just about done now. Help me set the table?” Francis walked by him into the dining room with plates in both his hands. Arthur hummed as an agreement and followed the other’s example. He grabbed the plate with the main course, a turkey stuffed with chestnuts, and brought it in to the table. Working together, Francis and he was able to get all the dishes out quite quickly and the boys filed in to take their seats. As it was Francis that usually cooked dinner it resulted mostly in the French dishes he was brought up with, such as foie gras, escargots, and oysters. Of course, the kids normally wouldn’t eat all that and instead stuck to the turkey, although they might try out some of the other things occasionally. Arthur preferred the turkey as well, but as not to let Francis eat all of his work alone, he’d go for some oysters as well, but after all these years he was still a bit too sceptical for the snails.

Arthur smiled to himself as Francis engaged the boys in a conversation and he asked them what they’d been building out in the snow. He listened intently as the kids eagerly told them how they would continue tomorrow and of all their plans for the rest of the holiday. If it came more snow, they’d build a snow cave and maybe even a whole white snow bear. Arthur almost felt bad for them as he knew that the weather forecast for the next few days had been only rain and mild temperatures.

When the meal was consumed, the boys were impatient to start up their game again as Arthur and Francis cleared the table together. After they finished putting everything in the dishwasher and on the counter, they joined their children in the living room. The Switch Game Console they had gotten them as a present last Christmas had been diligently used the past year, and fortunately for their parents, they hadn’t tired of it yet. Arthur had always believed there was no reason to buy the newest gadget every year when the old one worked just as well. Unfortunately, the boys were of a different opinion. And as Francis was terrible at electronics, it usually came down to him to figure out what was currently “in” with the kids. One moment it was fidget spinners and the next it was slime. What even was going on these days? He wasn’t absolutely sure, but what he was fairly certain of was that they’d both enjoy the Pokémon: Let’s Go: Pikachu! Francis and he had gotten them this year. At the moment Matthew and Alfred were playing something with the Mario-characters on their television.

Francis went over to the cabinet in the corner and fetched a bottle of wine and two glasses while the sounds from the game filled the room. Arthur happily accepted the glasses and held them as Francis poured the red liquid. They each took their own and sat down together on the couch. The whole rom was had a cosy atmosphere and was dimly lit by candles and lamps, the fireplace burning and spreading warmth. The sounds from the engaged boys and their game captured their attention.

“Arthur.”

“Hmm?” Arthur ripped his attention away from the kids and turned to Francis. He was sipping the wine and still watching the game.

“Do you think our boys would perhaps want to open one gift tonight?”

Arthur chuckled and decided played along with what he figured was the other’s scheme.

“Well, I don’t know. They seem extremely busy at the moment, so I think it would maybe be best to wait until tomorrow. They might not be that curious either; you know they already celebrated ten Christmases from before. It probably just isn’t too exciting anymore.”

“Ah, you are right. They are too old for this now.”

The boys, who had just moments earlier been preoccupied by the game, flung their consoles down on the floor and jumped up towards their parents. Their eyes wide and frantic. Arthur and Francis shared a smile as they were overtaken.

“No! We’re not too old!” Alfred waved his hands up and down. “We’re just the right age!”

“Yes! Please, papa! Can’t we open just one gift?”

“Yeah, we won’t even shake the other gifts before we open them tomorrow!”

Francis rubbed his chin and glanced over at Arthur with a thoughtful look on his face.

“Hmm… I don’t know…. what do you think, cher?”

“Well,” Arthur huffed. “If they say they are still young at heart, I guess we can allow one present.”

The boys cheered and looked at each other in joy before they flung themselves towards the tree in a hunt for the most exiting gift. They’d never be too old for this. Arthur just shook his head and looked over at Francis with a smile. He was met with a sly grin as the latter pulled out something from his pocket and held up between them. Arthur had to role his eyes over how cheesy his husband was, but still gave him a kiss over the mistletoe.

#hetaliaholidayspecial2k18 #APH England #APH France #APH America #APH Canada #fruk #aph fruk #secret santa #face family #aph face family #not my best work #not even proud of it #but it is what it is

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Forever (2) - I know, baby girl. I know. (FP Jones & Jughead Jones-Riverdale)

Request: Hi! Could you please do a part 2 or forever where FP has been framed and put in jail and it's jughead's first day at south side high (and this is when he is sorta living in FP's trailer) and reader helps calms his nerves with school and maybe even Betty?

Thank you for the request, i hope i did it justice :)

Click here for part one!

2 months have passed since Jughead found out about FP's and Y/N's relationship and everything has been going great. FP started working for Fred Andrews again, Y/N has been getting along with Jughead wonderful and they all were happy.

''So Jughead, i heard that your high school has some sort of a dance happening tonight. Are you and Betty going?'' Y/N asked standing up from the table and starting to clean up after they just finished dinner.

''Yeah, It's not like I have much of a choice.'' He said sarcastically. Everyone knew that a school dance was not really in his style.

''You're so much like your father.'' Y/N laughed.

''Hey!''

''Yeah right!'' They both said at the same time.

''Mhm, of course not.'' She shook her head at them. ''Not at all.''

''Are you two going as well?'' The boy asked, not sure if he would be rather them saying yes or no.

''Nah.'' Y/N said, knowing that FP wouldn't enjoy it.

''Lucky you.'' Jughead said to his father making him smirk.

''That I am.'' He nodded looking at the woman he loved.

Soon they heard a knock.

''Expecting someone?'' FP asked looking at the girl sitting next to him on the couch while Jughead was sitting at the desk writing his novel.

''That must be Betty, she's picking me up.'' The boy said not even looking up from his laptop.

''I'll get it.'' Y/N stood up and walked to the door. ''Betty, hey! Come in, Jughead is at the table.'' She said letting the teenage blonde inside.

''Thank you Miss-''

''Call me Y/N, please. No need for formalities.'' The woman smiled before closing the door behind her.

''Ready?'' Betty asked walking over to Jughead who was in no hurry to get ready for the dance.

''Yeah.'' He sighed before standing up.

''You,'' FP said pointing at his son, ''Be a gentleman.''

''He always is, Mr. Jones.'' Betty said with a smile, she still seemed nervous around FP.

''Betty, Take some pictures, I wanna see how cute you two looked.'' Y/N smiled before hugging Jughead. ''Have fun.''

''Yes Mi-, Y/N.'' Betty smiled before the duo walked out.

''They are kinda cute together.'' Y/N smiled before sitting down next to FP again.

''You think everyone and everything is cute.'' He laughed warping an arm around her shoulder, letting her cuddle in to his side.

''Well mostly everything and everyone is cute. World is a beautiful place, Mr. Jones.'' She said making him chuckle.

''You and I are from different worlds then, baby girl.''

A couple of hours have passed and the couple has just finished dinner and went to lie down in their bed.

''Juggie was right.'' He said, ''I'm unbelievably lucky.''

''You are.'' She nodded, drawing small circles on his chest with her finger as she lied beside him, his arm around her. ''You managed to fix your relationship with your son, you got a job, working with your best friend, you stopped drinking ...'' She talked, smiling about how much he has changed.

''That's not what I meant.'' He shook his head.

''What did you mean then?'' She asked looking up at him.

''You. I'm unbelievably lucky to have you by my side. And none of those things would of happened without you.''

''FP...'' She was speechless, she loved him, with all of her heart and nothing could change that.

''I know, baby girl. I know.'' FP pulled her up in to a kiss. She didn't need to say anything. He saw it in her eyes. He knew she loved him and would stay by his side no matter what.

She climbed on top of him, each of her legs on ether side of his lap, not breaking the kiss as he ran his hands up her thighs, lifting up the flannel she was wearing before deciding to just rip it open.

''I'm one lucky bastard.'' He said to himself as he saw her in wearing matching set of black lace panties and bra.

''Oh, I'm pretty sure it's the other way around.'' She whispered leaning down to kiss his neck while her hand made its way in to his boxers, gently grabbing his already hard member.

''Baby-'' He was cut of by the front door opening in in matter of seconds there were cops standing all around them.

''What the fuck?'' Y/N screamed, jumping off of him, pulling one of his flannels she was wearing closer to her body, trying to cover herself up.

''Mr. Jones, you're under arrest for the murder of Jason Blossom. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in the court of law.'' The sheriff said as two of the cops walked towards the duo on the bed.

''What? He didn't kill anyone!'' Y/N said panic in her voice.

''Ma'am, we'll have to ask you to get out the way.'' The female officer said, grabbing her hand and keeping her in place.

''Hey, hey! I'm going. Don't touch her!'' FP almost growled at the officers before standing up and pulling on a pair of jeans and a flannel. ''It's gonna be okay, baby girl.'' He said as they cuffed him. ''I love you.''

''I love you too.'' The girl said trough the tears before collapsing on the floor, feeling helpless.

''Dad?!'' Jughead entered the trailer looking around for his dad. He heard that he was arrested but couldn't believe it. He was sure it was all a lie and that he was just sleeping in at home.

''Dad!'' He tried again walking in to his dad's bedroom only to find Y/N on the floor. ''Y/N?'' He ran to her and shook her.

''Jughead?'' The girl opened her eyes, realizing she must of fallen asleep while crying after they have arrested FP.

''Where's FP?''

''Juggie...'' She took a deep breath trying to think about what she will say. ''Cops came last night, they arrested him for murder of Jason Blossom.'' She said, taking the boys hand in hers.

''No-'' The boy's voice broke.

''I'm sorry Juggie.'' She got on her knees and hugged the boy in front of her. ''He will get out.'' She said as the boy started crying in to her shoulder. ''He's not guilty. They can't punish him for something he didn't do.'' She rubbed his back as he just held on to her like a little boy would hold on to her mommy after being scared by thunder. ''I'm right here, Juggie. We'll get trough this. Together. Okay?'' She pulled away, cupping the boy's face in her soft hands, trying to hide the fact that she herself was shaking. ''I'm here. You have me. Okay?''

''Okay.'' He nodded trying to stop crying.

''Go get yourself a glass of water from the kitchen and I'll get ready and we'll go to the police station and see what the situation is. Alright?'' The girl said standing up from the ground.

''Yeah.'' Jughead nodded and walked to the kitchen.

''Ready?'' Y/N asked walking out of the bathroom now full face of make up, making it impossible to tell she spent the whole night crying.

''Yeah.'' He said looking up at the girl who was now wearing a simple black t shirt and light blue skinny jeans paired off with some black combat boots.

''Let's go then.'' She said walking out of the trailer and to her car, with Jughead right behind her.

''We're here to see FP Jones.'' Y/N said calmly when they walked in to the police station.

''You can't see him right now.'' The old man sitting behind the desk said in a bored tone.

''Why the hel-'' Jughead started but Y/N cut him off by squeezing his shoulder and saying. ''May we ask why?''

''He's being interrogated.''

''Can we see him after?''

''Sure.''

After sitting in the waiting room of the police station for two hours Jughead finally looked up and saw his father walk out of one of the interrogation rooms. ''Dad!'' He stood up and tried to walk over to him but was stopped by one of the cops pushing him back.

''FP...'' Y/N whispered, it physically hurt her to see him like this. It took everything she had not to cry.

''You can see him now.'' The police officer from before said. ''But only one at the time.''

''You go Juggie, I'll wait.'' The girl said.

''Thank you.'' Jughead hugged her before walking in to the room where FP was lead to.

''He confessed.'' Jughead said, when he came out and walked back to Y/N. ''He did it.'' His face was a mixture of anger, confusion, sadness and god knows what else.

''What?'' Y/N couldn't believe what she was hearing.

''He's who everyone thought he was, a murderer.''

''Juggie..''

''Betty is picking me up. I have to go.'' The boy walked out before she could say anything else.

''You can go in now.'' The officer said to her and she nodded before walking in the direction from where Jughead just came.

''FP!'' She let out a cry when she saw the man she loved behind prison bars.

''Baby girl.'' He quickly stood up and walked to the bars, reaching out to grab her hand.

''What's going on, FP?'' She asked, overwhelmed with everything.

''I had to confess, princess. I'm sorry.'' He said, his eyes full of sadness.

''But you didn't do it!'' She said, trying to convince herself.

''I had to. I'm so sorry.'' He said reaching up to cup her face, whipping away the tear that escaped her eye.

''You didn't do it!''

''I love you.'' He said, knowing nothing else he could say would mean anything. ''Take care of Juggie.''

''No! You're not doing this!'' She shook her head, her voice quiet. ''You're not saying goodbye. You'll get out. We'll be together.''

''I'm sorry, baby girl.'' He said again before pulling her close and kissing her, the prison bars bleary allowing their lips to touch.

''I love you too, no matter what.'' She said quietly just as one of the officers walked in.

''Ma'am, the visit hours are over.''

''Yeah.'' She pressed one more kiss to FP's lips before walking out.

A couple of days have passed and Jughead moved in with Y/N in FP's trailer. She had became a mixture of a mother figure and a friend to him.

''Y/N? Can I get some advice?'' Jughead walked up to her one while she was cooking them something to eat.

''Sure, what's up?''

''Mine and Betty's 3 month anniversary is coming out and she is making every monthly anniversary kinda a big deal.'' He started to explain.

''I can't decide if that's cute or weird.'' She chuckled giving him her full attention.

''It's both. Anyway I was thinking of getting her a present but i don't know what to get her.''

''Okay, what kind of present are you thinking?''

''I have no idea.''

''How about some roses and chocolates and you can write her a love letter kind of thing to make it a bit less basic?'' She suggested.

''That sounds a good idea. Thanks!''

''Imma be a bit late tonight, I have somethings to take care of at work. Be safe.'' Y/N called out before grabbing her keys and walking out.

''Sure.'' Jughead said from the couch, looking down at his notebook with Betty sitting on the opposite end of the couch reading something.

''Hey, i'm hom-'' Y/N cut herself off the second she entered the trailer only to find Betty in her bra on the kitchen counter and Jughead standing in between her legs, groping and kissing her. ''For fucks sake! We make food there!!'' She said hardly holding back a laugh.

''Y/N!? Fuck, I thought you'll be working late.'' Jughead said jumping away from Betty who quickly pulled her shirt back over her head.

''It is late, Forsythe!'' She said using his actual name.

''I'm sorry.'' Betty started to apologize but Y/N just lifted her hand, stopping her.

''Hey it's fine. God knows you're not the first couple doing that there. Just clean up after yourself.'' The older girl laughed before walking towards her and FP's room.

''Wait does that mean you and- Eww.'' Jughead gagged jumping away from the counter.

''Clean up after yourself, Jones!'' She said laughing, leaving the two blushing teenagers behind her.

Request here!

Masterlist here!

AN: Hey hope you like it, i left out some stuff and added/replaced it.

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Hey! For the ship meme, can I request sorina and ibusaki x ryoko? It's alright if not, thank you anyways!

Oh, oh no it’s absolutely alright qwq

I’d love to do that and just hope that you’ll kinda enjoy it as well…

so yah

Original Meme

Sorina

How did they they meet?

“Hey I wanna transfer here!”

Who developed romantic feelings first?

Most likely Erina. It does takes it time tough. She first just feels….weird.

Like…why does her heart accelerates just because he steps into the room? It’s a normal occurrence?

At some point she does recognize what these feels are and has like no clue how to act with them.

Lucky, that she now has good friends who are ready to assist her!

Who is their biggest “shipper?”

Alice probably.

Like “Omg, yay Erina! You finally found someone!”

She certainly does cherish their relationship quite a lot and is just so happy Erina found someone who can give her that one special smile.

Other very strong supporters include Senzaemon, Hisako, Yuki and at some point also Megumi.

When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

Depends in which fanfiction we’re in //slaps herselfOkay! I headcanon Erina and Soma to both travel the world after graduation and welp, their kiss happened on one of the thousands of plane flights.

Most of the other passengers were sleeping because it was a flight and night and well, Erina looked out of the window inspecting the night sky outside while Soma next to her minded his stuff as she suddenly whispered. “This is pretty nice, a little like back then on the train…..in the past I often didn’t even looked at the sky during flights once…” He responded with a laughter. “Glad you like it.”They ended up in a small, calm conversation about past, present and future with a lot of shy giggles in-between, hardly trying to not wake anyone up. At some point he says. “Who could have imagine that some day we would sit here…together, huh Erina?”She doesn’t responds and just looks at him. He does so as well. One things lead to the other and suddenly their lips lock.

Who confessed their feelings first?

Soma.

Right after the kiss he whispers “I love you.”

What was their first official date?

Actually the whole world travel was one, but however if you ask the two they will say this:

At some point they return home to the diner and well at their first evening, Jou prepares a very nice diner just for the two, which they enjoy with candlelight in the small diner.

How do they feel about double dates/group dates?

Absolutely okay with it.

What do they do in their down time?

They like to sit on the coach together, Erina reading Shoujo Manga leaned against Soma who plays some games on his mobile phones.

Sometimes one of them suggests to start a movie…..

…then the argue about “which movie” starts…..

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

Jou just had these two standing in front of him right out of nowhere all of the sudden. But he did end up laughing and shaking his head. “Knew it all the time.” For the first day, he leaves them to peacefully arrive and makes them candlelight dinner (as mentioned above). They start the real talk the next day, but it’s a calm talk and everything’s fine. Let’s skip Azami for now alright? Since this is rather difficult.

What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

Their first fight was over Transforming Furikake and Transfer Exams.

It got resolved trough Erina saying “Delicious” but also by these two just in general starting to actually like each other.

Which one is more easily made jealous?

Erina probably. I can just picture her as a girl who rather easily gets jealous.

Not that Soma can’t be jealous either, but Erina doesn’t actually gets hit on a lot of times, simply because nobody is brave enough to do that.

What is their favourite thing to get to eat?

Erina loves to eat Soma’s Chicken Egg Tempura Don of course.

Soma just in general loves every dish in which Erina tried something new. The more creative the more he’s going to enjoy it. Because he is just filled with so much happiness when he actually sees her trying things and going beyond her horizon.

It’s a tradition that they try to use Salmon Roe in dishes meant for anniversaries.

Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position?

Soma loves to cuddle her, but Erina defiantly enjoys it and never complains. It makes her feel all soft and safe.

It’s often simple spooning, with Soma being the big spoon who hugs Erina from behind and pulls her closer to him.

Are they hand holders?

Yeah sometimes, but not all too much. Soma rather lays his arm around her and they walk like that.

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

(okay we are coming to the light nsfw stuff, just so you know)

Oh well it happens on their traveling.

You know they had to share a bed in one of the hotels, since the rooms they have are always rather smol and well. It was quite chilly at night and Erina was freezing so she snuggled closer to Soma, saying that she is cold. He just chuckled and laid his arm around her again.

In the end……it happened.

Who tops?

Ehhh…..Soma probably most of the time, but Erina is able to as well

(Nsfw is over now)

What’s the worst first they’ve ever gotten into?

Their first meeting didn’t went that nice q w q ;;

Who does the shopping and the cooking?

Well, the cooking is of course pretty balanced as expected from Totsuki students. Whoever gets to the pots and pans first, has it for today! It’s almost a little competition.

The shopping they most of the time do together.

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

Erina loves to have it tidy and she actually started to like tidying up during her time in the dorm.

Soma does assist her a lot of times tough and they have a lot of fun.

Who proposes?

Soma.

Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?

Seperate.

Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

Best Maid is Megumi and Maid of Honour is Hisako.

Big Ceremony or Small?

Surprisingly rather small.

But Erina’s dress is defiantly a high class one.

Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?

Hokkaido

Do they have children? How many?

Yes! A son and a girl just one year younger than the son.

The boy is on the surface personality-wise more like his mother, he also adapted her special sense of taste. But he is very chaotic actually and can be quite dense, also he enjoys disgusting dishes because “Wow, they’re just so bad.” Admires his grandfather a lot.

The girl is most of the time all happy-go-lucky and very creative when it comes to cooking. She’s surprisingly rather anti-social tough, because of her intense focus on the dream to take over the diner someday. She also is way more organized than her brother and even uses sarcasm!

Shuyoko

How did they they meet?

On Totsuki in a certain dormitory!

Who developed romantic feelings first?

Ryoko probably. She also admitted her feelings to herself way faster.

Shun was a little confused with his feelings for quite some time. And after he finally acknowledged them, he sure didn’t knew how to tell with them and of course also didn’t ask anyone for help.

Luckily Isshiki and Zenji both noticed at some point (Satoshi did first) and tried to help, each in their way, without making Shun feeling uncomfortable.

Who is their biggest “shipper?”

Yuki! Defiantly!

Right after Ryoko told her that she started to crush on Shun, Yuki just squealed and was like: “Yes! I approve!”

I mean yo, Yuki get’s excited about the other people’s relationship and probably loves to hear about her friend’s crushes.

She gets especially supportive of Ryoko’s and Megumi’s love life.

And well, luckily for Ryoko Megumi also lives in PSD and can actually calm Yuki down to not make a too obvious move.

When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

After a date in a restaurant, they walked home, close together and linking arms, peacefully talking.

As they arrived right in front of the door of the dorm, Ryoko turned to Shun and smiled and says that she had a wonderful evening, for which she also thanks him.

He smiles back and responds. “Glad to hear so.” He turns away from her to open the door and mumbles “Really, I am still glad that you actually enjoy my company….”

She then softly turns his head to her, get’s on her tiptoes and then the soft first kiss happens.

Who confessed their feelings first?

Shun. Because he surprisingly was just faster, but actually Ryoko had planned a confession as well. She wrote a love letter and actually wanted to confess to him.

But well he then suddenly approaches her and asks if she would come with him for a second on a sunday. She of course agrees and follows him into the woods.

They stop at a very beautiful clearing and Shun takes all of his courage together, gulps and then takes out little wood thingies. Turns out he carved a crane and an orchid out of wood. Crane being one of Ryoko’s favorite animals and Orchid is her absolute favorite flower.

Ryoko’s heart stops as she sees these things in his hand and her eyes widen.

He then says his carefully prepared confession and well, she takes his gifts with such a carefulness, in fear she could break them or something, and looks at them in awe. Before she smiles and answers.

She wears his wood crafts on a necklace later by the way.

What was their first official date?

Picnic in the woods!

How do they feel about double dates/group dates?

Ryoko is fine with them, but Shun is not an all too big fan of it.

The most double dates they have are with Zenji and Yuki, because after all Zenji is Shun’s best friend and they do come along of course.

Also the four did spend a lot of time together before.

What do they do in their down time?

Going on walks and while doing so Ryoko often reads Shun some of the stuff she wrote (she likes creative writing) or talks to him about a lot of things on her mind.

He carefully listens and she of course does so too, when he starts talking.

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

Oh! Well. Shun was defiantly quite nervous to meet Ryoko’s parents. Her parents were first a little troubled with how silent the guy is. But in the end, they did felt how much he cared for their daughter and how much he loved her. The one who was immediately overexcited at the encounter is Ryoko’s granny (to who she has a very close relationship) but also told Shun that if he’d ever hurt her lil cherry blossom, he’ll go trough hell.

Meeting Shun’s father was a little more complicated. Ryoko insisted to meet him and at some point Shun gave in. You know Shun’s relationship to his father is rather complicated. Since the death of his wife, the man drowned himself in work and got more and more isolated from his family, which gave Shun the feel that he doesn’t cares at all. The meeting defiantly was quite uncomfortable with an awkward atmosphere. Not really because of Ryoko but just because of the relationship between the two.

What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

Well again, Shun didn’t really wanted to meet up with his dad but Ryoko did.

Which one is more easily made jealous?

Shun!

S H U N!

But Ryoko defiantly can get quite jealous as well.

What is their favourite thing to get to eat?

Each other’s cooking. (Ryoko especially loves when Shun smokes fish)

Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position?

Ryoko is mostly starting the cuddles.

It’s really often that Ryoko rests her head on Shun’s chest and he lays his arm around her.

Are they hand holders?

Y E P!

Either hand holding or linking arms!

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

(light nsfw)

Well they had some talks about it first and then some night, it just happened.

They shared the same bed, kissed each other, snuggled and well went a little farer…

Who tops?

Varies.

(Nsfw is over)

What’s the worst first they’ve ever gotten into?

The meeting with Shun’s father.

Who does the shopping and the cooking?

Shun always does the shopping and the cooking is balanced. Both cook (often also together)

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

Ryoko.

Who proposes?

Shun and he after all knows how romantic Ryoko can be.

He planned trough the whole day, starting with breakfast at bed. Gave her a bouquet of orchids. After that he got her to the spa. Lunch at her favorite café, followed by a romantic stroll trough town together and ending it with a delicious and expensive dinner in a really fine and nice restaurant, which Shun has booked for this night just for these two. He proposed there after the dinner as she asked her “What this day was all about..” The ring box was made by himself out of wood of course

She did start crying and gave him a hectic and energetic nod, because she lost her words for seconds but still wanted to inform him that she “defiantly will”.

Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?

Separate probably.

Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

Best man is defiantly Zenji and Maid of Honour is Yuki.

Big Ceremony or Small?

A rather small one, but a nice and elegant one defiantly.

Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?

Vienna, Paris, London, Prague or some other European City. I can just picture that.

Do they have children? How many?

Two kids, a boy and a girl.

The boy is a calm, friendly and well-behaved fellow who’s rather silent and does need his private time sometimes, but he’s very helpful and liked by a lot of people defiantly. A lot of people view him as a big brother type of person. Does hate loosing tough.

The girl is rather blunt and can defiantly tell you off if she wants to. She’s stoic but also rather polite.

#*dies* this took quite some time #but was still fun #thanks for asking!#Sorina #Shuyoko #Soma Yukihira #Erina Nakiri #Shun Ibusaki #Ryoko Sakaki #Shokugeki no Soma #Gofer answering to stuff #Lea is headcanoning

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Sanvers short-fic | Nowhere - Maggie’s childhood

Notes: Hey! This is my very first short-fic totally wrote in english, so please, be kind with me :) Please, don’t copy. If you like it, reblog or like it. That’s all,hope you like it.

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“Hey, Maggie!” A blonde and thin girl, with hazel eyes opened the backdoor after the ringbell played loudly and Maggie entered.

“Hi!” Those pair of dimples and wavy black long-hair grabbed the other in a big hug. “ I missed you on school today! What happened?”

“Oh, nothing… I was tired by last night. We came home way past midnight, then my mom told me to stay home.”

“Well, you didn’t miss a lot. Mrs. Serena just explained about Cold War.”

“Great, without ice guns for me.” The both laughed. They went to the basement, where they used to spent the whole time together. “So… what are we gonna do today?”

“Eliza, don’t play with me. You promised that we would…” Maggie smirked.

“Just kidding! Just kidding! Easy, baby!” Eliza laughed out loud. “Here, light this, while I put this VHS on. OMG, I can’t believe I’m doing this. You know, I love you so much, that’s why I’m doing this. And because I’m idiot. This is the worst movie ever!”

“No! You won’t talk like this with “Ghost”! It’s pure art!” The shorter one rolled her eyes while she lit a pot cigarette for them.

“Okay, but you already watched this one about a hundred times. Come on!”

“Liz, you’ve promised me!” Maggie begged.

“Don’t make this face. It’s on.” Eliza returned to the old couch where Maggie was sat, and sat besides her. “Give me this.” She picked up the cigarette and smoke.

The film began and Maggie grabbed a pillow and looked up to the TV. She knew every second of that film, but she still loved to watch. Eliza and Maggie were friends since the kindergarten, and now the were 14 years-old. They were always there for each other, every single moment of their lives. Secrets, problems, laughs, everything were shared in that basement. But since few months ago, Maggie started to pay attention in Eliza with different eyes. Heart eyes to be more specific. Eliza were blonde, big hazel eyes, big and bright smile, tall, skinny but not that much, and always sweet. Of course, Maggie never told anything about it neither for Eliza nor anyone. She knew that she would be seen as a freak, girls didn’t like girls, girls like boys only. Even if Maggie, deep in her heart, knew that she didn’t like boys, but girls. One girl, Eliza Wilkee, her best friend. Since November she was feeling like this and each day the feeling got bigger and bigger.They always met each other after school on Eliza’s basement to study or just enjoy the free time, and Maggie was always counting the seconds to met her after school.

“Hey? What’s wrong?” Eliza nudged Maggie. The brunette was staring at her for a long time. “Do I have a new pimple this big for you not to pay attention to your silly movie?” She laughed, making Maggie laugh too.

“No. Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Oh, now I understand this burnt smell.”

“Haha. Very funny. Were you saying something?”

“Yes! And it seems that you didn’t hear a thing. Can I lay down my head on your lap?”

“Sure.” Maggie threw the pillow to her side and Eliza laid the head on her lap, starting to pay attention at the movie. The shorter girl forgot about the movie and focused on that beautiful face and delicious floral perfume that exuded from Eliza. Involuntarily, Maggie started to cuddle on Eliza’s hair and soon Eliza were sleeping.

The clock showed 6pm already when Maggie stopped herself to staring and cuddling Eliza. She, sadly, needed to go home.

“Liz? Sorry… I didn’t mean to wake you up but…”

“Oh, no… Sorry, Maggie! I am really sorry.” Eliza worried about sleeping on her friend’s lap for so long. “Why don’t you woke me up? I left you alone and incapable of moving… Sorry.”

“No! You don’t need to be sorry. Well, you missed the movie but.. The guy dies in the end.” They both smiled.

“I need to go… My mom asked me to buy some groceries to her, and I think it’s gonna rain.”

“Oh, okay…” Eliza and Maggie went upstairs to the backdoors again. They usually didn’t like the front door and it were way easier to Maggie, once her house was situated two blocks down Eliza’s house. “Once again, I’m sorry, Mag. I told you I was tired.” Eliza smiled.

“No problem, really. See you tomorrow?”

“Sure! Hey, tomorrow is Valentine’s day! We’ll be released early from school and there’ll be the Valetine’s prom!” Eliza celebrated.

“Yes.” Maggie doesn’t seemed as happy as Eliza.

“We could came here and play Space Invaders again. I’ve been practicing and I’m sure that now, finally, I can beat you.”

“Okay, it seems good.” Maggie forced a smile and hugged Eliza tight. “Good night, Liz. See you.”

“Bye, Mag. See you!”

Maggie grabbed her bike and went to the nearest market. She really needed to buy some groceries that her mom asked to prepare a big Valentine’s dinner to her father, but she also bought something extra. On Valentine’s day, every store starts to sell love cards and chocolates. Maggie picked one with lilies on the front and went home before the storm that was about to fall down.

“Mom! I put the groceries on the kitchen’s table!”Maggie yelled when she came home and made her way to her bedroom. She closed the door and took out the card from her pocket. Long minutes were needed until she decides that she would do that. She needed to. What if Eliza felt the same way for her? She needed to try and… if everything worked, they could keep it as a secret ‘til they were adults.

“Eliza, since a few months I’ve been thinking of you… a lot. I realized that I am so in love with you and your lovely smile, your delicate smell, the sound of your laugh and your presence by my side. It would mean the world to me if you go to the Valentine’s prom with me… What do you say? Can I have this dance with you? If yes, meet me at the stadium. Be my valentine. With love, Maggie”

After multiples attempts, Maggie finally wrote with her best letter on the card and hided it on her bag. On the next day, she would put the card on Eliza’s locker and just wait.

The next day came and Maggie couldn’t be more nervous. She had her breakfast in a few minutes and left home. Went to the school, being one of the firsts to arrive and made her way ‘til Eliza’s locker, the one at the opposite side of yours, and trough the slits, she put the card. Maggie knew that Eliza never went to her locker before the classes, so, she went to the Science class and waited. Eliza arrived, they both were acting normal to each other, except by Maggie’s anxiety.

“Are you okay? Or is this all because you’re gonna lose so bad today?” Eliza laughed.

“Ha-ha. You’ll never defeat me. You’re terrible at this game!”

“Hey, please show me some respect! I am the one who owns the game!”

“Mrs. Wilkee and Mrs. Sawyer, is everything okay? Do you wanna shared the joke with the class?” Mr. Smith called her attention.

“No, sir. We’re sorry.” Eliza asked and be quiet as Maggie.

After the bell rang, Maggie invented an excuse and ran from Eliza, going direct to the stadium.

“I need to go to… the bathroom! See you!”

“Han…. Okay. See you.”

Maggie past the whole afternoon in front of the stadium, seeing couples entering and coming out the ball room, wainting for Eliza but she never appeared. When her watch showed 5:30pm, Maggie knew that things with Eliza had not worked out and went back home. She barely put her feet in her house and your parents were already there, yelling at her.

“ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY, MAGGIE?”

“Wh-what? Wh-what did I do?” Maggie didn’t understood a thing. “I swear, I did nothing. If the heater was turned on, it was Charlie’s fault.”

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?” Her father showed the card with lilies, totally crumpled and dirty.

“Oh, my God…” Her eyes automatically filled with tears and her voice was gone.

“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, MAGGIE? DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS CAUSES TO US? TO ELIZA’S PARENTS? ARE YOU CRAZY? HOW COULD YOU SAY ANYTHING LIKE THIS? ELIZA IS CRYING THE WHOLE DAY BECAUSE OF YOU. SHE OPENED HER LOCKER, SAW THIS, AND WENT HOME CRYING, IN SHOCK. HER PARENTS WERE TOTALLY ASHAMED. AND SO ARE WE. YOU’RE DISGUSTING, MAGGIE. YOU’RE DISGUSTING! THEY CALLED TO US CRYING AND PROBABLY HATING US BECAUSE OF YOU!”

“I did not raised you to be gay! I did not!” Her mom spoke, staring at her with anger in her eyes. Maggie couldn’t do anything but stand there, frozen, with tears scrolling down her cheeks.

“And you are not allowed to cry! We’re the ones who had the lives destroyed! I can’t believe you’re this monster. You’re disgusting! I will not have a butch here. I refuse this. Your… sickness will infect us all, and you can screw your life, but not your brother’s.”

“Da-dad… I-am…”

“Shut the fuck up! I don’t want to hear your voice! Never more!” He turned around and grab a handbag. “Get the hell out of here, right now!” Her father throw the bag at Maggie’s feet while her mom opened the door.

“Wh-what? Da-d. M-om. I… I don’t know… I don’t know where to go. Please… I am so sorry. I will never to this again. I’m sorry. I am so sorry, really. Please, let me stay here, please!” She begged. Maggie barely could speak, thanks to her crying.

“We can’t trust in your gay word. GET OUT, MAGGIE. NOW!”

“M-om. Please, don’t…” Maggie looked to her mom, who was holding the door opened.

“No! You listened to us. Go away! I can’t accept a gay freak like you. I can’t believe you did this to us.”

The father pushed the girl out and slammed the door so loud that the windows trembled. Maggie had her handbag in her arms, staring at the front door, crying so bad. These horrible things that her parents have said… She couldn’t believe. She had screwed up everything. Everything with Eliza, with Eliza’s parents, with her parents and brother, and with her entire life. What a girl with 14 years-old could do without a house, without money, without everything? Not to have Eliza was already bad enough, but now, she had nothing, literally.

Maggie was lost.

“GO AWAY OR I’LL CALL THE COPS!” Her father yelled from insides, making Maggie shiver and finally, she started to walk away her old house. She didn’t know where to go, she didn’t have anywhere to go. Maggie had ten dollars only on her pocket and some pay-phone’s coins.

“Grandma? Hi… it’s me… Maggie.”– She tried to call her grandmother when she stopped at some gas station, but the old woman switched off before Maggie ends the sentence. They already knew what happened. The last hope she had gone away too. Eliza would never help her now. Neither her parents, nor her grandparents. She had no one left as close as them to help her. After a long time thinking, Maggie opened her agenda in the last pages and found a number that she never called before, but it could be her last hope at all.

“Auntie Grace? Hi… It’s Maggie… Yeah, Maggie, your niece. I really need your help. My parents disowned me. They took me away from home and I have nowhere to go.” Maggie restarted to cry. Fortunately, her aunt had a great heart and didn’t care about the whole story, just picked her car and went to the gas station where Maggie was.

Forty five minutes after the call, auntie Grace found Maggie sat on the sidewalk with a handbag and her school bag, crying like a baby.

“Oh, my Godness… Maggie, what happened? The last time I saw you, you were 5 y-o, but you seemed happier.” The aunt took her bags and helped Maggie to stand up, making their way to the old car parked on the street.

“Auntie, I… I am so sorry. I am so sorry to call you like this, but… but I really don’t have anywhere to go, I need help.”

“Take a deep breathe, sweetheart. I didn’t understand you. Start all over, slow.” Auntie Grace was fat and tall, with big blue eyes and red cheeks. She always wore floral dresses and her hair was very short and red as fire.

“I made a mistake, auntie. And I am so sorry, I need your help. I don’t have anywhere to stay.”

“You can live with me as long as you want to, Maggie. But what did you do?”

“I… I told a girl that I love her.”

“Oh… Bad thing. Bad thing, sweetie. But, come on, you’ll forget this whole thing. You’ll be alright. Let’s go home.”

The end

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