laundry writing

queennhowell  asked:

hi!! i just finished reading ur klance fic dirty laundry and ur writing is 12/10 and i was wondering have you written anything else and if so where can i find it <3

I have started a few other fanfictions, though those I do not plan on finishing. However, I have been working an original LGBT fantasy novel that starts updating online in August 2017. I can attach a link to it’s official blog! That’s where I’ll be posting the updates.

Zodiac Sounds
  • Aries: The bang from fireworks, glass shattering, thunder, car engine revving, a gong, a war cry, the sound of marching, metallic sounds, a gasp.
  • Taurus: Someone stepping thru grass or thru the forest, faint singing, sound of a cow bell, dishware and silverware hitting each other, sound of sorting or messing with coins, humming, tying of rope.
  • Gemini: The sound of the wind blowing high in the trees, laughter, flap of a wing or tweet of a bird, electricity buzzing, computer or phone notification, wind whistling thru an object, creaky swings, a flute.
  • Cancer: Rain, ocean waves, cooking timer winding, crickets, howling at the moon, frogs chirping and croaking, baby laugh, whistling of a kettle, loons, water calmly hitting the side of a boat, seagulls cry, someone getting settled under the covers.
  • Leo: Roaring fire and/or crackling fire, cicadas in the summertime, shifting sands, clicking from high heels or dance shoes, sounds of a crowded place, cat purr, wine/champagne cork being popped open, heartbeat.
  • Virgo: The buzzing of bees, turning of a page, sip of tea, crunching of leaves, typing, clicking of a pen, brushing their teeth, dishwasher or laundry machine running, a writing utensil scratching on a piece of paper, woodpecker.
  • Libra: Love dove coos, pizzicato, sound of a kiss, a whisper, a music box tune, opening of a letter, pop of opening lipstick or chapstick, tiptoeing, fluffing of a pillow, rosining a bow.
  • Scorpio: Boiling water, clothes ripping, the sound of locking or unlocking something, heavy breathing, creaking of a door, splashing, roaring from a waterfall or rapids, coffee grinder or maker, “shh”, silence.
  • Sagittarius: A match lighting, chanting, bells ringing, galloping, fizzling of a sparkler, popping or crackling of a candle, bouncing of a ball, someone steadily running, flags flapping in the wind, a jet engine about to take off, sound of swooshing as something just misses your head, a train horn off in the distance.
  • Capricorn: Various sounds from cobblestone, treading through the snow, opening of a briefcase, paper shredder, rocks crumbling or falling, picking fruit or leaf off a plant, ATM dispensing money, tick of a clock, echoes.
  • Aquarius: The sound of breathing when underwater, Tibetan bowl, drums, white noise, someone taking in a deep breath, chimes, something being fast-forwarded or rewind, static, needle on vinyl.
  • Pisces: Running water like a creek, river, shower, waterfall, or fountain, light snoring or heavy sleep breathing, popping of popcorn, bubbling of a fish tank, zipping of a sleeping bag, fog horn, piano keys.

Excerpt from the poem “UGLY LEFTOVERS or AIRING OUT OLD LAUNDRY” by Ashe Vernon (@latenightcornerstore), featured in the collaboration poetry collection, Before The First Kiss


  • Bin is that friendly kid that goes out a lot and rarely studies but still ends up with good grades somehow no one knows how he does it
  • (even his best friend/roommate minhyuk who manages to balance studies + dance still gets lower marks than he does, neither of them really know why)
  • so Bin never really goes to the library, he’s never had the need to.
  • up until the day he’s on his way back to the from class and sees this really really pretty boy cross his path
  • the boy looks about his height, he’s got coffee in one hand and he’s gripping the strap of the back pack over his shoulder with the other 
  • he doesn’t really know why he feels compelled to follow the boy but bin’s always been the whimsical type and he’s really got nowhere to be and no one will know suspect that he’s going to the library only to stare at the pretty boy since he has his bag from class
  • maybe he’ll do some work while he’s there ONLY so he doesn’t look suspicious
  • the boy walks into the library and bin follows, choosing to take a table far away enough from the boy but also close enough that he can still stare.
  • its only 5 minutes in and Bin is seriously wondering what he’s doing 
  • did he really just come to the library to stare at a handsome stranger
  • its not like he has a crush or anything you can’t crush on someone you’ve never talked to 
  • except anyone else who knew of the situation would probably call it a crush, since bin starts going back to the library regularly to stare at study boy. 
  • he’s pretty lowkey about it and he’s sure study boy hasn’t caught on, since study boy is always absorbed in his work
  • except for dongmin has caught on. 
  • the first couple of days he thought nothing of it, some guy just hanging around at a table across the library for a few days, probably has a big project or test and needs a quiet place to study. 
  • but after two weeks of consistently seeing this same guy he starts to get curious. one time he walked passed the guy’s table on his way to the reference books (which he didn’t actually need) only to notice the guy wasn’t actually working he was just doodling in his notebook which made him wonder
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw in a regular lined notebook
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw in a regular lined notebook every single day 
  • dongmin began trying to break it down - this guy wasn’t an art major (no offense his drawing skills needed quite a bit of work, and usually art kids had sketch books to draw in) - but that’s really the only thing he knew
  • back at moonrock dorm, rocky questions why bin’s been going to the library so much, it’s not like he ever studies
  • bin counters that maybe he’s just decided that he should study and the library encourages him to do that
  • minhyuk rolls his eyes and goes ‘mhmmm’ but drops the subject
  • bin sticks his tongue out at the back of minhyuks head
  • but it does make him realize, he’s been staring at study boy for three weeks and he still doesn’t know his name
  • so day 16 of going to the library (he only goes on weekdays), Bin sits himself down across from pretty study boy
  • he doesn’t really have a plan of action but nothing is ever gonna happen if he just sits around and stares from afar, might as well go for it 
  • “hi i’m moon bin”
  • “….dongmin”
  • “uh, what’re you working on?”
  • “calculus”
  • “are you any good at it?”
  • “i suppose, why” 
  • “i’m really struggling and you seem to know what you are doing”
  • (which by the way is a total lie bin isn’t struggling with calculus, it’s not his best subject but he gets by fine in the class)
  • “its not too bad as long as you understand the concepts first.”
  • “would you be willing to help me understand those concepts?”
  • dongmin is hyper aware that this is library table number 7 boy that always comes to doodle and not study, and he’s really got no reason to help the kid out since the kid never seems to even study anyway 
  • BUT library table number 7 boy is really really cute up close and dongmin would be even more stupid to turn down the opportunity to make library table number 7 boy into library table dongmin boy
  • a few days of tutoring sessions later and if bin wasn’t head over heels before, he definitely is now. 
  • not only is study boy really pretty but he’s also really kind and smart and his voice is soft and sometimes bin makes a joke and study boy laughs with this really pretty opened mouthed smile and his eyes curve up into crinkles and wow #bestdecisionofhislife was to start talking to pretty boy
  • one day dongmin is explaining integrals to him but bin is getting distracted by how long dongmin’s eyelashes are and the way his lips move as he speaks 
  • wow he kind of really wants to kiss him 
  • oh wait is he already kissing him something feels soft against his lips
  • dongmin’s eyes go wide and he drops the pencil he was holding
  • shit fuck abort abort bin did u really just do that did u really just kiss study boy while he was showing you how to do calculus
  • bin drops everything and just gets out of there as fast as he can
  • study boy will probably never talk to him again
  • he can’t go back to the library again ever
  • he doesn’t stop running until he gets back to his dorm room, flings himself on to his bed and buries his burning red face into his pillow
  • god he knew he was whimsical and spontaneous and just did things because he felt like it and didn’t try to over think things but that was #thestupidestdecisionofhislife
  • what bin doesn’t realize is dongmin never actually pulled away from the kiss
  • dongmin is confused to say the least 
  • he was surprised and not surprised when bin kissed him
  • he didn’t expect it to happen when he was writing out a formula but its not like bin was ever really subtle about liking dongmin anyway
  • after dongmin recovers from the shock of bin kissing him then running away, he realizes bin left all of his stuff at the table. 
  • he packs up his stuff for him, noticing the notebook that bin had been drawing in so much back when he was still sitting at table number 7. 
  • he knows he probably shouldn’t open it, but he’s curious and bin doesn’t have to know
  • he flips it open and finds countless doodles of himself accompanied with small notes of “how can someone be so pretty”
  • now it’s dongmin’s turn to go red
  • he ruffles through the bag to find a couple of stickers they hand out the dorms, kind of like a ‘dorm spirit’ kind of deal, and he figures that must be bins dorm
  • he swings his own backpack over his shoulder and carries bin’s in his arm
  • he’s walking up to the building and notices another kid locking up his bike in a hurry at the dorm’s bike rack and figures he probably lives there and might know bin
  • “hey there, do you happen to know a moon bin?”
  • minhyuk looks up at him
  • “yeah, he’s my roommate actuallly, why do you ask?”
  • “he left his stuff in the library.”
  • minhyuk raises an eyebrow at the mention of library. 
  • “….he left all of his stuff in the library?”
  • “yeah.”
  • minhyuk sighs, now realizing the reason bin had texted him ‘CRISIS’ and that he should ‘COME TO THE DORM ASAP’ because Bin ‘REALLY NEEDS TO TALK’ to him.
  • he offered to take it up to him, but dongmin shook his head, saying he would rather deliver it himself
  • (he didn’t want to risk this kid stealing any of bins stuff because how would he know for sure he’s really bins roommate) 
  •  minhyuk thinks thats a fair reason, and gestures for dongmin to follow him into the dorm, swiping his ID at the door. 
  • he opens the door to moonrock’s dorm room, only to find bin curled up in his bed head smashed into the pillow. 
  • now minhyuk could either be a good friend and take bin’s stuff from dongmin and thank him and then talk to bin about what happened like bin wanted.
  • or he could be a really good friend and let dongmin return the stuff to bin himself while minhyuk goes to the vending machine and buy himself snacks.
  • minhyuk decides to be a really good friend
  • and so dongmin is left in bin’s dorm room, bin unaware that its dongmin and not minhyuk 
  • “….uh….hi….you left your stuff in the library.”
  • dongmin’s voice makes bin squeak in shock and remove himself from his pillow, locking eyes with dongmin
  • “ohmygodi’msosorrypleaseforgetieverdidthatiwasntthinkingjustforge-”
  • “i prefer to kiss after the first date, but you’re cute so i can make an exception. just please don’t run away after you kiss me the second time”

for @josteninski who wanted me to write them doing laundry together and who was i to say no:

it’s not until they’re cleaning out the pile of laundry that’s been building up in the corner of isak’s bedroom that he realizes even’s basically moved in. logically, he knew this. he’s a man of science. he can count the days even’s stayed over at his vs. the number of days he spends at home, and it’s not much of a balance. they’ll always make an excuse to justify it, like “i like your bed more” or “i can help you study for that test” or “i can’t sleep without cuddles who do you think i am??” but at this point there’s no need. even may have gotten used to isak’s bed, but isak has also gotten used to even in his bed, so there’s really only one solution to this.

there’s teasing, of course, as isak looks at the sheer number of shirts and hoodies even’s left at his place, the number of his own hoodies that even’s been stealing for his own wardrobe. like “stop stretching out my shirts why are you so fucking long” or “why am i washing this camo jacket like why have you worn this ever” and “why are there so many syrup stains on my shirt - did you challenge mahdi to a waffle eating contest again you know he’s gonna win??” there’s teasing and shoving and even has to measure everything out for isak because he’s hopeless, but underneath all this, they know that this is it, this is home.

Zodiac Sounds

Aries: The bang from fireworks, glass shattering, thunder, car engine revving, a gong, a war cry, the sound of marching, metallic sounds, a gasp.

Taurus: Someone stepping thru grass or thru the forest, faint singing, sound of a cow bell, dishware and silverware hitting each other, sound of sorting or messing with coins, humming, tying of rope.

Gemini: The sound of the wind blowing high in the trees, laughter, flap of a wing or tweet of a bird, electricity buzzing, computer or phone notification, wind whistling thru an object, creaky swings, a flute.

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anonymous asked:

Victuuri 20?

I’m sorry I make every prompt about dogs omg

20. Things you said that I wasn’t meant to hear + Victuuri


The first thing that Viktor does when they get home from the Finals is rush upstairs to see Makkachin.

Yuuri wasn’t expecting anything different. In fact, if he wasn’t weighed down by all his luggage he’d also be upstairs saying hello to Makkachin. He’s stopped by his parents and a couple guests who fawn over his medal and congratulate him on bagging a silver and a husband. Yuuri is very proud of himself, for once. Eventually he manages to shake them off and head upstairs, with the promise that he’ll bring Viktor back downstairs and they can have a party to celebrate their engagement.

Yuuri stops in the doorway of their room. Viktor is sitting on the floor near Makkachin, cooing and petting her, babbling excitedly in Russian. He’s so glad that he decided to take Russian for his language elective in college.

“Makka, look!” Viktor holds out his hand to show off his ring. Makkachin sniffs it curiously and then licks Viktor’s knuckles.

“I’m getting married, Makkachin,” Viktor continues excitedly. He coaxes Makkachin into his lap and wraps his arms around him. “Papa’s going to get married! Aren’t you so excited for me?”

Yuuri stifles a chuckle. Apparently, loudly announcing their recent engagement to everyone in the hotel lobby, airport, train station, and Yu-topia wasn’t enough for Viktor. He watches as Viktor runs his hands up and down Makkachin’s sides, carding his fingers through his curly fur gently.

Makkachin woofs softly and licks Viktor’s cheek. Viktor giggles and boops their noses together. Yuuri thinks that this is the most adorable thing he’s ever seen.

“I agree, he is very handsome!” Viktor says.


“Yes, he’ll be your other dad! Ah, Makka, we’re so blessed. Your future dad is so beautiful and kind and wonderful. Let’s spoil him, yeah? So he knows how much we love him.”

Yuuri blushes.

“I’m so excited to show him around Saint Petersburg! We’ll take him to all your favorite parks and I’ll show him that bridge that we pass when we go on runs. He’ll probably go on runs with us and the three of us can stop and have family breakfast near your favorite cafe.”

Viktor burrows his face in Makkachin’s fur but Yuuri catches a glimpse of his heart-shaped grin and lightly flushed cheeks. He dissolves into cute little squeaks and broken off phrases, too excited to form proper sentences. Makkachin, the best dog in the world, sits and lets Viktor smile and blush and hug him.

“I’m so happy, Makka,” Viktor says. He clutches his dog close to his chest, smiling so widely his cheeks must hurt. “I’m so happy.”

Yuuri clutches at his chest, overcome suddenly with a wave of affection for his fiancé and their dog. His future husband. They’re going to be Mr. and Mr. Katsuki-Nikiforov, who skate competitively and live in Saint Petersburg with their adorable poodle, Makkachin. The thought makes Yuuri feel like his heart might burst.

Yuuri decides not to disturb them. He leaves Viktor and Makkachin to their reunion and goes back downstairs to show off his ring to his family. He’ll come back and cuddle them both later.

After all, they have the rest of their lives together.

Excerpt from “UGLY LEFTOVERS or AIRING OUT OLD LAUNDRY” by Ashe Vernon ( @latenightcornerstore) , featured in the poetry collection, Before The First Kiss

Dirty Laundry: Part 5

Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 1.8K
Warnings: Swearing, fluff (yay finally), drunk!Bucky, angst

A/N: Final part of Dirty Laundry! I only ever intended this to be a oneshot, and here I am 5 parts later, haha, so glad everyone’s enjoyed it. I hope you’re satisfied with this ending! I’ve got loads more fic ideas (hope you all like those too, when they get written/finished!), but I’d be keen to give requests a crack, so if you’ve got any, feel free to send them through!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

After more than an hour of listening to Dean Spector talk about the stock market and other business mumbo jumbo that you had no interest in, you were desperately looking for any reason to excuse yourself and escape. You glance towards the bar and spot Bucky staring at you, a frown etched on his face. You smile and wave at him, but his expression doesn’t change; he just finishes the drink in his hand. You know you’re supposed to be waiting for him to come to you, but you really want to get away from this boring suit next to you.

Pushing Dean’s hand off your thigh for the 50th time, you fake a smile and stand, “I’m going to get myself another drink,” you lie, “it was nice to meet you,”

“Oh, I’ll come get one with you,” Dean clearly hadn’t gotten the hint. He stands and snakes an arm around your waist. You try to push him away but it only causes him to tighten his grip on you, “where you trying to run off to, Princess?” his voice is dark and sinister. You nervously laugh and try once more to wiggle free, but Dean’s fingers dig into your side, causing a sting of pain from how hard he’s gripping you. You glance at him, expecting to see a joking expression on his clean-shaven face. But his eyes are dark and there is no hint of humour in his expression.

“Hey! Back off buddy!” Bucky suddenly appears in front of you and Dean. You breathe a sigh on relief. Surely the sight of the Winter Solider will make this creep back off,

“Who the fuck are you?!” Dean spits angrily at Bucky, his hand still painfully digging into your side. You notice Bucky’s metal fist tense. Before a fight can break out, you finally speak up,

“Let go of me.” all politeness now gone from your voice, “I won’t ask again,” Dean chuckles, not noticing the serious look you’re shooting him,

“Don’t be like that, Princess. I’m just having some-” you cut Dean off, with a swift punch to his smug face. His hand immediately lets go of your waist and he stumbles backwards,

“I’m not your Princess,” you spit at him. You hear laughter from all around. Your confrontation had drawn a crowd. Bucky is chuckling and grins at you,

“That was amazing,” he says as he sways and loses his balance. You grunt as you catch him and try to steady him,

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Delitoonz Drabble

Cartoonz. He is brutality. The bashing in of a door with a steel toed boot, a slew of curses followed hand in hand with bullets. The shells litter the ground, sinking into the sawdust and blood. Bloody handprints and the smell of gasoline tail his shadow. It stains his fingers, stains his clothes, stains his mask. A devious grin, the next clip slides in. Click, click, click, bang.

Delirious. He is finesse. A viper unwitnessed, striking deep into artery and muscle. The blade flicks and like an intricate dance, it catches the light so beautifully. So eye striking, so beautiful, so deadly. Cold eyes and an even colder blade. His painted grin smeared in red. And as another rises to the challenge, his weapon of choice continues to flick, flick, flick…

Together they are broken windows and bloodied mirrors. They are laughter, unstable and jagged like the wounds they inflict. A boot pressed to a throat, a playful shush to cracked and bloodied lips. Together they are the endless tide that smashes and tears at the coastline, eroding everything away. Bit by bit. Security broken, silence shattered, safe havens and homes no more.

They are the open window you find when you wake up in the morning. They are the bloody handprint that was left on the door. They are the broken cameras and guard dogs snoring in their houses.

They are your sense of security, now broken.

Dirty Laundry

Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 1.3K
Warnings: Swearing

A/N: This is my very first piece of writing, please let me know what you think!

You sighed and rolled off your bed, reaching for your headphones and selecting your favourite playlist. You’d grown bored of switching between playing Candy Crush and checking Instagram, so you decided that you’d take advantage of being alone in the Avengers facility and try to get some housework done. Wanda, Sam, Steve and Nat had left on a mission five days ago; Clint, Tony and Thor had all been gone for more than a week, spending valuable time with their significant others. Vision and Bruce  were around, but they’d been spending most of their time in the facility’s tech labs. The only real company you’d had for days was Bucky. You and Bucky weren’t very close, but your friendship was improving. On the first day you’d mostly sat in silence with each other, which was uncomfortable at times, and not made any better by the crush you’d developed on the solider since the day you’d met. But after a while, and many cringe worthy replies to something he said, you’d become comfortable enough to hang out together and not experience any more awkward silences. He even asked if you wanted to go for a run with him this morning, to which you declined, knowing you had a huge training session with him that afternoon. So, for now you were alone in the West, residential wing of the facility. It was your week to do everyone’s washing, and decided to do it a few days earlier than usual.

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give me an au where lance and shiro are in a band and they meet keith who plays violin and they try to get him to join the band cause hes s o good and keith goes “a violin isnt a band instrument, its for orchestra. i cant be in a band”

and lance looks him dead in the eye and says “not with that attitude

RWBY Headcanons, alphabetically sorted for your perusal

Warning: Contains spoilers through volume 4.

Blake Belladonna’s book she was reading when Ruby and Yang first meet her (“it’s about a man with two souls”) is about Oscar Pine/Ozpin. It’s actually a prophecy.

Glynda Goodwitch and James Ironwood, in addition to being friends and on-again-off-again lovers, were once on a team together. Glynda was team leader.

Team NDGO is 400% lesbian and at least one of them is trans.

Ozpin’s Semblance takes the form of time quanta. The ticking clock heard in intermittently in his office throughout volumes 1 to 3 is him variously saving up moments and seconds for use later. He uses this saved time for time contraction– see his ability to move extremely fast in his battle with Cinder. Because there’s some doubt that he’s actually dead, it’s possible that he’s using an extreme form of time dilation to keep his body alive and hidden in the ruins of Beacon, while his mind/soul/spirit are in communion with Oscar.

Penny Polendina was built with technology used to restore General Ironwood after the incident(s) that caused him to lose half his body. In a sense, James is certainly her relative in some way. If Penny’s father used some of James’s genetic material to build her, this would make James technically another father.

Winter Schnee was a potential candidate for Amber’s replacement. Qrow Branwen disagreed with this choice– hence his picking a fight with her; he did so to show how unsuitable she was.

decembercamiecherries  asked:

[Try me.] & NEXT???? :D

dc, for you, two different aus: the first is from something I haven’t finished yet (moohahaha), second’s a bit from the next section of pacrim au

NEXT:  How secure is a safehouse, really, when the lying backstabbing asshole is sleeping right next door?

[Try me

“Hand me that screwdriver, Gon,” Killua says, hand thrown back out of the panel he’s dived headfirst into. His legs are the only things keeping him from falling into the insides of the jaeger, since the workcrews didn’t leave behind any of their safety harnesses when they left for lunch.

“You can turn on the conn pod?” Gon asks, excitement building in his stomach.

Gon doesn’t need to see the sharp grin spreading on Killua’s face. “Try me.”

make me write things!

Laundry Shop /Dry Cleaning Station AU Scenarios

Suga lugging in a big bag of laundry which unfortunately got stuck in the doorway. While he was trying to pull it out, a larger hand grabbed part of his bag tugging it in effortlessly. Suga was going to say thank you with a big smile. Until Ushijima, the tall stranger said, “that’s a pretty big bag of laundry for someone of your size.” Suga accidentally set it down on his toes while saying a forced thank you.

Hinata clumsily puts in his load of laundry mixing the whites and colored in one wash. Suga looks on amused at the red head while he was waiting for his own set of clothes to finish. A little while later when Suga was waiting for his next set of clothes, he heard a loud gasp and panicked, “My school uniform has turned orange!!! What do I do?” Suga can’t help but shake his head and turned around to offer some friendly advice.

Suga was staring at the buff man beside his washer getting ready to unload his clothes. Oh yes, what wonderful arms he has. And no, he’s not shamelessly staring, please. But he may or may not be waiting to see what kind of underwear or work out clothes he’s gonna be washing. then Iwaizumi pulls out some pink and purple bundle and Suga let out a chuckle. Turning to the side, red faced Iwaizumi sputters out, “it’s my niece’s clothes, they’re not mine!” And of course Suga believes him Coz he began putting little skirts and dresses into the washer.

The laundry shop was full and Kuroo was waiting for someone to finish up. Spotting the silver haired guy putting away his dry load into a basket, he stood behind him giving a quick smile when Suga stepped back to fold. Kuroo was gonna put in his own clothes when he spotted something inside. He quickly turned around to Suga folding his clothes and with smirk told him, “I love cats like really. Especially when they’re printed on boxers.” Suga with a red face looked at him dangerously, snatching his boxers from the wash and retreating to the corner to finish folding.

Businessman Daichi, in a suit with a clip on head set rushing in first thing in the morning with a claim receipt in his hand. One of his fave jackets was supposed to be delivered yesterday and he was going to pack it tonight for a trip and had no spare time to get it later so he furiously rings on the bell for an attendant ready to scream his frustrations while speaking hurriedly to his secretary on the phone. Suga rushes out, coffee in hand clearly half way through his breakfast. Daichi was gonna burst into complaints till he saw Suga smiling sheepishly wiping away crumbs on his face asking, “what can I do for you today?”. Strangely Daichi spills coffee on his jackets more often.

Yaku bringing in a covered suit to the dry cleaners and asking his long time friend Suga, the owner, why he got a giant’s suit back. Suga apologizes and promises to find where his real suit has gotten to. While they were catching up, Lev comes in with a smaller suit carrier, saying “excuse me, Uhmm, I think my suit shrunk when you cleaned it?” Suga checking on the tag realized it was Yaku’s and informed Lev that there was a mix up. Lev cheerfully comments how cute they both were because they’re small and pretty. Suga and Yaku both felt strangely insulted yet flattered at the same time.

Suga’s the manager at a real big dry cleaning station but one of his steam machines got broken. He and his employees have been trying to fix it but they couldn’t get it to work. The main office sends in their best repairman. Looking at the bored bleached haired man Suga had his doubts. He was going to supervise Kenma, but he was called to the front to sort out some mix up. After half an hour of talking to an irate old man and his grandson, he was annoyed to see his repairman sitting next to the machine clicking on his phone, playing. “Excuse me,” Suga started. Kenma didn’t even look up from his game saying, “I finished five minutes ago, if you could just fill out this paperwork. It’s fixed and working fine.” Suga indignantly fills out the report for the office before asking, “Uhmm, what is this last page with only your name and number?” Kenma smiles into his phone, mumbling “that’s for you, in case you need help, in the future.”

Yes I’ve been inspired to write this because I’ve been imagining myself going to industrial laundry shops instead of doing laundry by hand. (Unfortunately my mum believes in doing it by hand even though it’s gone through the washer.)