Despite their best efforts, plants wilt and die in their presence. Many gravitate towards apartment living. Their uncomfortable, deadly auras, demigod training and sharp features keep them safe in dodgy, dangerous areas.
Some of the most, if not the most, sarcastic people you will ever meet. They are characterised by a dry, deadpan and dark sense of humour. Chiron may or may not have had to reign in their cutting, bitter criticism towards the gods on more than one occasion.
They are the friends you need to explain to your other friends before you introduce them.
Cabin 13 is tiny in population. They tend to have age gaps of at least a few years between them and are almost always, conceived in spring or summer. Their familial loyalty extends far beyond the confines of camp.
They have a tendency of finding each other.
They have a unique network to support them, provided they are able to survive long enough to establish themselves in the world to compensate for their lonely, isolated upbringings. This support is of course, very subtle.
Preceded by their infamy, their successes are understated. They are ambitious and have an urge to prove themselves, partly as a big ‘f you’ to those who undermine them.
Some gravitate towards politics, law and business. They are the very powerful, very influential key figures pulling strings in the shadows.
Children of Hades have friends in very high places.
Most are very introverted and reserved.
Their distrust and skepticism feeds into their self-sufficiency and extreme resourcefulness.
They tend to land themselves in risky, life-threatening situations because they believe they can accomplish anything, no matter how dangerous, by themselves. Proud and stubborn, they usually resist help from others.
They are emotionally guarded but once their walls are breached, they fall very hard, very quickly.
Those they consider ‘friend’ can be counted on one hand and can do massive damage when allowed to roam in their inner sanctum.
Children of Hades are some of the worst people you can betray. They will hold a grudge into the afterlife and will not hesitate to cut ties if taken advantage of.
Local god of death falls asleep in a flower meadow and ruins everything.
hope this doesn’t defy Reapertale’s amazing lore too much since I’m not
sure if the gods can even sleep ahah (although if any god could sleep,
it would be Sans). There’s so much beautiful art for this AU I
don’t think I could ever match up to it, so attempting humour with it
was more in my comfort zone.
Enjoy the fun times while you can; tomorrow I’m hoping to rip some hearts out (◉‿◉✿)
A/N: Look who finally finished part 11! But also real talk though, seeing a professional doesn’t make you weak or lesser as a
person. BUT not all types of help work for everyone and I strongly
encourage anyone going through stuff to find a way of support and recovery that
works for them. Take care of yourself, you guys <3
You’d been hunched over your desk, absorbed in your work when a knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts. Leaning back in your chair, you set down your pen and listened. The knock sounded again and you called out to FRIDAY, letting Sam in.
He’d been visiting you regularly over the past few days and as he entered the room you noticed the disapproving look he threw you. You weren’t surprised; you knew exactly why he was upset. He hated it when you buried yourself in work, yet there you were doing just that: anything to distract yourself.
You let out a small sigh and closed the binder in front of you, turning to face the older man.
“Hey.” You greeted, voice hoarse from lack of use.
“Hey,” he replied. “How are you doing?”
Sam took a seat on the edge of your bed and you shrugged. There was a pause and you opened your mouth to speak, but Sam beat you to it.
“Home, sweet home.” Eric murmured to himself as he wandered the grounds of The Institute and its surroundings. Although his time away had been relatively brief considering the span of his long life, he found himself wondering if anything had changed. It was one scent in particular, accompanied by the telltale prickle of a set of eyes watching him, that drew him out of his reverie and caused a pause in his step. Eric turned his head to glance in the direction of the scent. “Did no one ever tell you it’s rude to stare?”
I dont know maybe Herman overdid the bed scene, put too many emotions in it, but man that was the truest shit… Thats the way the love of your life looks at you in the mornings, believe me I know. When a person looks like that at someone, they wont be falling in love with anybody else six days later. This is so fake it would never ever happen in reality. And the fact that Skam - out of all the shows - did that is so fucking depressing, it actually breaks my heart. The most realistic show did the most unrealisting thing in their finale and it’s fucking heartbreaking…
Tanaka Tarou Kanra, you really do know everything.
Kanra Well, it’s all I’m good for, lol.
–Durarara!! Light Novel Volume 1
Kanra-san doesn’t like us, so we’re leaving.
Oi…wait a moment, maybe I overdid it but I was just kidding☆
I hope Kanra-san feels better the next time we meet.
Quarreling is not good
Ahhh! I said I was kidding! Don’t get all wound up!
— Durarara!! Light Novel Volume 4
Is Orihara Izaya lonely or not?
I have been asked that question.
This is just my personal opinion. I think he feels lonely, but at the same time satisfied.
His love has been, is, and always will be unilateral. It is not that he has never been loved; however, he always denies such love access to him. As long as he loves others, he feels connected to them and satisfied.
When he wants to use you, he does allow you to get close to him. But there will still be a thick wall between you and his heart.
Sounds pretentious, doesn’t it? But those were his very own smug words in my chatroom that day.
((And when asked if Izaya was lonely, Narita says, “There are a lot of times when he is lonely.”))
Orihara Izaya【I guess you’re wondering ‘How did he know about Shinra’s injuries?’】 Celty@Day Off 【I am. Don’t tell me you had a hand in that?】 Celty@Day Off 【If t】 Celty@Day Off 【If that’s the case, I’m going to sew your mouth and eyes shut with my shadow and put you in front of Shizuo.】 Orihara Izaya 【Don’t get all waspish. Calm down and at least type more steadily. By the way, it was not me. I’m not stupid enough to try to injure or kill my friend. I have few enough of them as it is.】
- Durarara!! Light Novel 9
Chrome No one’s around, huh?
Chrome Even though it’s usually livelier around this time
Chrome It’s the middle of the summer, maybe everyone’s spending time with their family and their partners
Teacher GOM realizing they have a crush in of their students(separate) Thank you.
I apologize if you’re a Murasakibara fan because I had a total author block with him on this one. ㅠㅠ Also, please specify gender of crush/significant other next time!
Kise Ryouta - Kise constantly peeked at her from the lecture book he was reading aloud to the class. Whenever she would look up to glance at the board, he’d quickly look back at the words. The entire class could sense his odd behavior except for her. Some even turned back to look at the oblivious girl to see why Kise was constantly staring.
“Ahem, t-that’d be all for today. Everyone is dismissed,” Kise cleared his throat and circled back to his desk. The entire class was dumbfounded, but eventually got up and out the door to enjoy the rest of their class-free day.
However, she had stayed behind.
“Sensei, I thought your lecture today was really great! I was kind of sad that it ended so short…” she said, adjusting her hair while pressing her books up against her chest. Kise promptly apologized, a blush rapidly forming on his face. She looked disappointed at his lack of response, and turned to leave.
But Kise stopped her by grabbing onto her wrist. Do I… like her? He asked to himself as she looked at him, surprised. “I…” He started, taking a nervous gulp, “I, um…”
“…yes?” she urged for him to continue, desperate to know what he had to say.
“…uh, d-don’t be late tomorrow! I’ll pick up the lecture where I left off.”
Her eyes softened slightly, and she nodded. “Okay, sure.” Kise let go of her and watched her leave the classroom, counting every step she took. When the coast was clear, he put his head down on the desk and groaned at how idiotic he felt.
Midorima Shintarou - Midorima was about to take a sip from his coffee when he saw her, sitting underneath a tree in the middle of the school’s courtyard. She was studying material from his class, and she clearly seemed confused. He leaned against the pillar next to the teacher’s lounge and watched her trying to piece together all of her notes. A small smile tugged at his lips at how much she flailed around. He quickly went back to his usually resolve after realizing the effects she had on him.
Wait… it can’t be.
Midorima straightened out his posture and nervously adjusted his glasses. There was no way he had a crush on one of his students. Absolutely no way.
Yet the more she apprehensively bit her lip, twirled her pen, scrunched her eyebrows together, Midorima could feel himself falling deeper.
When the girl caught a glimpse of him, she smiled widely. “Ah, sensei! Can you help me over here?? Geez, why are these worksheets so difficult?!”
He cleared his throat and fiddled with his tie before walking over the her, a slight tinge of red on the apples of his cheeks. “You’re not studying enough, it’s quite simple.”
Aomine Daiki - Aomine snapped awake when one of his students hit his head with a notebook. He shook his head drowsily, wiping his drool while taking his feet off the desk. “Hmm??” he hummed, blinking his eyes rapidly to make out the face of the person in front of him.
“Sensei…you said you’d meet me in the library for after school tutoring,” she complained, hands crossed.
Aomine groaned and glanced at the clock. Shit, it’s already 6 pm. He scrambled around his desk for the review papers, “alright, alright. What kind of student hits their teacher on the head with a book?” He rubbed his head and attempted to look innocent.
She scoffed. “Why are you sleeping here anyways? If you don’t want to tutor me this badly, why don’t you just go sleep at home? Besides, it’s bad for you to sleep here. Your neck will hurt,” she placed a finger on his forehead and pushed his head back, releasing a groan from him, “See? And stop eating ramen for dinner everyday.” She poked the styrofoam cup with her pencil.
Aomine hissed, “there’s still some left-over, stop messing with it. And why does all of that matter to you? Acting like you’re my wife or something.”
Aomine’s eyes widened immediately at the realization of what just left his mouth. He quickly looked to her and she had a tinge of pink in her cheeks. Without saying anything, she just bowed and left the classroom.
“Wai-” she was long gone.
Fuck. Why is my heart racing? Aomine thought as he clutched his shirt.
Akashi Seijuro - Akashi calmly read his book in the library, turning the last page to the novel. A sigh escaped his lips as he closed the book and put it down. “Another cliffhanger.”
Curiosity got the better of him and he stood up to get the sequel. He walked through the endless halls of books, scanning to find the right one. There was nothing more peaceful than the library at this hour. Not many people around…no disruptions from the school kids…completely quie-
Akashi jumped slightly, and looked to his right. There she stood, the rays from the sky light shining on her like an angel. Now this was an exception.
“Ah, ______-san. Was I in the way?” he asks politely, wearing his most charming smile.
She shook her head. “I was searching for a book in this series.” She held the novel up, and Akashi’s eyes lit up.
“I was searching for that as well,” he stated. She immediately smiled.
“I didn’t know you read it! You know in the second book when the main chara-”
Akashi gently placed his index finger on her lips, hushing her. “I haven’t read the second one yet. No spoilers.”
Maybe it was the blush on her cheeks, the fact that she held her breath, or the nervous fluttering of her eyelids, but Akashi felt very warm on the inside. He quickly pulled his hand back and cleared his throat. “We can chat about it when I finish?” he offered, and she quickly nodded and then scrambled out of the library.
“She forgot the book…” he said to himself, a helpless smile on his face.
I’m in love.
Kuroko Tetsuya - Kuroko’s eyes flickered back and forth between the papers in front of him and the girl who sat three rows from the door, and four desks back. Was the test that difficult? Maybe I overdid it? Kuroko thought to himself as he watched her shove her hands into her hair, clenching the strands with fists. She bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, and then let out a groan of frustration as she couldn’t figure out the answer. The surrounding classmates looked at her because of the noises she was making, and she just awkwardly apologized. She then proceeded to do finger math in the air while scratching her head.
Kuroko didn’t notice the smile that had formed on his face while he watched all of this. She was so entertaining and lively. She was something Kuroko had missed in all his life. He knew that from the moment she stumbled inside this classroom with papers and books all scattered across the floor.
But was this love?
Kuroko shook his head, and looked back at the essays he had yet to grade. Another groan was heard from the girl, and he looked up at her. This time, she had also locked eyes with him. Her lips immediately curved into a pout, as if to tell him to drop the test. Kuroko let out a quiet laugh and mouthed a ‘no’ to her, causing her head to fall to the desk.
Hi, I'm starting to get the flu and I'm pretty sad since I also have to give away my dog tomorrow so it is just making me worse. Can I have a scenario of Rei, Ritsu and Mao taking care of a very sick Anzu that can't get out of bed who's also having high stress? Thanks! :)
oh no i hope you’re doing better now !!! i wrote this as soon as i saw your request, i hope i’m not too late… please take care of yourself ! ♥ - mod mademoiselle
“Really, Mao, you didn’t have to come all the way
here…” Your boyfriend pointedly looks away, now busy making sure you have
enough pillows and you feel comfortable in your bed. You squirm a bit under the
three blankets he’s piled up on top of you, and he mistakes that for you trying
to grab another pillow. He’s already put one under you before you even have
time to protest, and you just sigh, admitting your defeat.
“It’s fine, I was planning to come anyway. And I can’t
just leave you like that, who knows what you’d be up to if I wasn’t here ?” He laughs
embarrassedly when he meets your eyes, and lets out a little sigh of his own.
“Maybe I kinda overdid it”, he mumbles, eyes on the
ground. Now you feel like comforting him. Great job, Mao.
“Yeah, you did, honestly.” He looks up at you, still
stuck and unable to move under the pile of blankets, your fifteen pillows
threatening to take over the bed at any moment. His nerves eventually get the
better of him and he starts giggling like crazy, soon joined by you. Once your
nervous laughter finally subsides, you’re left wiping away at a stray tear
while he fumbles around, retrieving a bottle of cough mixture from a paper bag.
“Did you buy medicine too… ?” He nods at your question, busy reading
the package leaflet while you’re left staring at his bag in awe. Did he really think of everything… ?
“Of course. I’d be a pretty bad boyfriend if I didn’t,
right… ?” He laughs weakly, trying to measure how much cough mixture he should pour in the
little plastic spoon he found inside the box. You just stare at him, vaguely
embarrassed, while he timidly moves the spoonful of medicine near your mouth.
“It’s not exactly tasty, but it should do the trick… I
think”, he says hesitantly. You groan when a drop of sticky liquid falls on your chin, and he
barely suppresses a nervous chuckle before angling the spoon better and finally
getting it in your mouth. You can only grimace as you swallow the medicine, and
he smiles, putting the bottle away.
“It’s the worst I’ve ever had”, you comment, looking
away as he bends closer to you to wipe the drops that fell on your chin and
pillows, courtesy of his trembling hand.
“Sorry about that. It works really well, I promise.”
He smiles weakly at you, although his cheeks are more than a little red. Maybe
it’s the sudden proximity… He jumps up a bit when you grip his wrist, admittedy
a bit tighter than you intended.
“It’s fine, Mao. I’m… I’m just really happy you’re
here… Especially since I needed you so much.” Wow. You managed to say all that
without bursting into tears. Your voice did crack a bit on the last few words,
but you’re still mildly proud of yourself. Are you this emotional because of
the fever, or is it because you’ve been so stressed out recently, you wonder…
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t let you deal with that by
yourself. Besides, thanks to Ritsu, I’m used to taking care of sick people. You
wouldn’t believe how cranky he gets when he’s sick.” You laugh softly at his
comment, making him smile in his turn. You can’t help but notice how pretty his
eyes look when they’re twinkling happily, and so close to yours at that… You
want to look away, but he inches just a bit closer, already slowly closing his
eyes. His cheeks are beet red, and you try your best to muffle a chuckle before
he shakily presses his lips against yours. They’re so warm and nice
against yours… You close your eyes in your turn, parting your lips slightly
when his tongue shyly pokes against them. Before you have time to truly melt into the kiss, a sudden weight on you makes you gasp, and Mao immediately moves
back, removing his hands from where they awkwardly landed on your chest.
“Sorry, I kind of toppled over…” He tries his best to
smile despite the embarrassment, before his face suddenly contorts in disgust.
“You were right, this cough mixture tastes disgusting”, he adds, nose scrunched
up in a way that makes you giggle.
“Told you so. It’s your fault for suddenly kissing me
like that. What if you get sick too ?” He just shrugs at your question, giving
you a shy little smile that makes your heart beat slightly faster.
“I don’t really care. If it’s the price to pay to see
you smile and get better, then so be it.” You’re left staring at him, eyes
wide, and he awkwardly blinks. Then realization dawns on him. “Did I say something
cheesy again ?” he laughs, and you can only join him.
“You did. But it’s fine. I like it.” You’re not sure
you actually said that last part out loud, but the warm smile on your boyfriend’s lips
and the blush that spreads on his cheeks and ears seem proof enough. Maybe he’s
just as glad to be with you as you are he’s there taking care of you when you
most need it…
“I can’t breathe, Ritsu…” You squirm a bit, but he
squeezes you even tighter in his arms. You didn’t even know he was that strong…
Maybe it’s what you deserve for not knowing he had it in him to almost hug you
to death. Your boyfriend mumbles adorably, still half-asleep, then lazily opens
his eyes. His red gaze meets yours, and he lets out a little smile.
“Too bad. I’m not letting you go.” You groan in
response, and he chuckles, slightly relieving the pressure of his arms around
you. There, much easier to breathe. He waits until you’ve made yourself
comfortable on your bed to nuzzle against your neck, sighing in pleasure
as he gets ready to nap again.
“Are you sure it’s going to make me feel better ?” you
ask, not entirely convinced by his method of choice. He simply nods, looking up at you from under long dark lashes.
“Trust me, I’m an expert… A good nap can do wonders.
Just rest and let me heal you…” You’re about to question that last part when he
starts nibbling on your skin, right at the junction between your neck and
shoulder. You barely muffle a little yelp, while Ritsu just smirks against your skin.
“Is that part of the whole ‘healing’ thing too ?”
Ritsu doesn’t answer your question, letting his lips wander lower and lower,
kissing your collarbone and licking his way down to your chest, where he rests
his head before he shoots a grin at you.
“Yeah. It’s supposed to make the illness go away.” You
can only blink at him while he lovingly nuzzles against your chest, hands
pawing at it. He really looks like a cat… You’d almost let him do as he
pleases, just because of that lovely face of his, weren’t it for one
particularly insistent grope.
“How is that supposed to make me feel better… ?” He
rolls his eyes at your question, as if the answer were obvious and you were
just particularly slow.
“Simple. To make you feel better from a fever, you’re
supposed to get hot, right ?” His mouth is pursed in an adorable self-sufficient little pout,
almost making you want to kiss him. If only you didn’t risk making him sick too…
“Well, yeah, but…” He cuts you off before you have
time to explain.
“Don’t you feel hot, right now ?” He’s staring at you
intently, lips finding their way to your neck again. You’re not sure if he’s
genuinely trying to help with your fever or if he’s just found an excuse to do
as he pleases again…
“Um, yeah, I do”, you concede, looking away when he
inches closer. He’s grinning widely now, visibly satisfied his unusual remedy
is working wonders.
“There you go. Told you it works.” Before you have
time to refute his claims, he suddenly kisses you, not leaving you time to
breathe. You were just starting to kiss back in earnest when he pulls back. He’s
somehow still smirking, but you notice he’s slightly out of breath too…
“Was that part of your healing technique too ?” you
tease. He nods, snuggling close to you again and looking supremely satisfied.
“Yeah. And the next step is a long, long nap. Lucky
you, I’m an expert at this too.” You roll your eyes but it’s too late : he’s
already dozing off. Your fingers softly run through his hair, petting it slowly
as he falls asleep.
His chest is moving slowly as he takes deep breaths,
and you’re left to admire how pretty his face looks when he’s asleep. He looks
almost like an angel… too bad he’s not always like that. You smile a bit,
imagining his reaction if you’d told him that. He would probably huff his
cheeks and cross his arms, throwing you an unamused glare… Really, his glares
would impress you a lot more if he didn’t look like an adorable but quite
pissed off cat.
As your thoughts are wavering, you find your
eyes slowly closing. Unconsciously imitating Ritsu’s deep breaths, you’re on
the verge of falling asleep. He’s so warm against you, too… You lean against
him, cuddling him as your conscience drifts away. You’re barely awake when
he opens one eye to smirk and whisper “Sleep well…”
When you wake up, you’re feeling strangely refreshed.
Maybe the medicine Ritsu gave you really worked wonders on you… You still feel
a bit feverish, but you’re doing a lot better. You turn to your boyfriend to tell him
when you notice he’s tightly gripping you, face hidden in your neck. Is he
still asleep… ?
“Ritsu ?” You gently touch his shoulder, and when he
looks up at you, your eyes go wide. He’s shivering and his cheeks are burning
hot… “Oh no, looks like you caught my fever…”
Your boyfriend barely represses another, longer
shiver, looking at you as stoically as he can with cheeks that red. “I’m fine.
What matters is that you’re better. Besides…” Before you can say anything, he’s
hiding in your neck again, hot breath dancing on your skin.
“You can always try my great healing method on me…
Honestly, this all feels so weird. Having Rei lovingly
nurse you while you’re sick definitely wasn’t what you expected from a guy who
claims he’s a vampire and tries so hard to be seen as hardcore. Well, him
giving you medicine wasn’t so bad. But maybe reading you a bedtime story before
your nap was a bit too much. You did fall asleep in record time, but still…
You wake up to feel slightly disoriented, before you
remember you’re in Rei’s bedroom. The furniture clearly mirrors his aesthetic
and tastes… He’s nowhere to be found, though. You’re just about to get up and
go look for him when he comes in, holding a tray, and smiles at you.
“Oh, fret not, my love. Go right back to lying down,
would you ?” You begrudgingly comply, while he puts the tray on the nightstand
and comes to arrange your pillows so that you’re in an almost seated position.
“You know, I can get up just fine”, you say, but he
doesn’t answer. Instead he lets you rest against the pillows, brushing a piece
of stray hair behind your ear.
“You do not need to. I believe I already told you how
I planned to take care of your every need.” He sits next to you and grabs a
plate on the tray he brought, gently blowing on it to cool down its contents. Is it… soup
“Did you cook for me too… ? You really didn’t have to,
you know !” You’re feeling a bit embarrassed, but he gives you a little smile.
Clearly, he’s happy nursing you like an overprotective mother.
“You took such good care of me when I was in need, my
love. How the tables have turned…” He chuckles, but brings a spoonful of soup closer
to your mouth, and you feel your cheeks slightly blushing when you realize he
wants to spoon-feed you.
“Really, I can eat myself—“ He completely ignores you,
but you can see the corners of his mouth quivering. Is he fighting off a smile
“If you would please open your mouth, just like me.
Aaah~” He opens wide to set an example, and the little light twinkling happily
in his eyes tells you he’s having a lot of fun. You dejectedly do as he says,
looking away as he spoon-feeds you. The soup is delicious, making you suspect
he really cooked it himself… He clearly reads you like an open book, given that he
smirks a bit.
“I see you are enjoying my home-made cooking. Do not
worry, I longingly thought of you as I was preparing it…” You’re too tired to
do much else than rolling your eyes. He’s gonna tease you no matter what,
anyway. But as he dutifully feeds you until you get embarrassed and take the
spoon yourself, you’re left thinking he’s not doing this to make fun of you.
Not with the loving way he looks at you. Once you’re done with your meal, he
takes the tray from you but makes sure you take vitamins. There’s really no way
to escape his surveying gaze and you down them soon enough, much to his
“Very good. You shall see, you will be doing much
better now.” He seems to mean it’s thanks to his loving care, but truth be
told, it might rather be the ultra-efficient medicine he got you. You just nod
wearily, but blink down in surprise when he leans down to softly kiss your
forehead. His lips barely touch your skin before he turns away with one last
“Now, if you will excuse me, I have dishes to wash.”
He was about to leave when you manage to catch his arm, and he immediately stops
in his tracks. He doesn’t even look surprised, rather worried.
“Wait… Can you stay with me ?” Rei doesn’t answer
right away, instead slowly blinking. “Please ?” you add in a tiny voice. You’re
already feeling all gloomy again. Maybe that’s because of all the stress you’ve
been feeling lately…
Rei just puts the tray down again and sits on the bed.
Before you know it, he’s looming over you and kisses your forehead again. This
time, his lips caress your skin a little longer. His fingers gently brush your
cheek, and you can’t help but get lost in his mesmerizing ruby eyes for a
“Of course, my love. I am devastated you are feeling
so sad.” You don’t remember ever telling him about it, but it’s not even
surprising. Rei’s ridiculously good at reading you… When he hugs you tight, you
hide in his chest. He’s big and his arms are strong, making you feel safe and
protected… You close your eyes when he starts tracing intricate and soothing
patterns on the back of your neck with his fingers, whispering sweet nothings
in your ear until you calm down.
“Everything is fine, do not worry… I am here, by your
side…” You weakly nod, sniffling softly. It feels kinda
lame, just unloading all your stress in front of your boyfriend, but at least
you feel a bit better now. And when he leans in to kiss you, all the tension just melts
behind your closed eyelids.
When you resurface, he’s gently cradling you in his
arms, his voice a caressing murmur trying to lull you into sleep again. With
how tired you are, you gladly snuggle against him, letting go of all your
worries. He smiles gently at you as you fall asleep, and you weakly smile too.
He is so good to you…
What about a scenario with aizawa being surprised by fem!s/o which arrived early from her months long trip abroad? she arrives and kinda goes home but leaves clues she was around subtly like (he comes home to find something is slightly off place/something new is there "was someone here? Home invasion?") and it goes on for a while until she makes a surprise/or he finds out it's her and catches her on the act. It just seems like fun xD
right my friend. I had fun writing it it’s always so fun to make a laughing
stock of Aizawa and maybe I overdid it :D
home way earlier than she expected. There were still two weeks left. There was
a problem with her luggage and she came home only with her backpack but it was
better this way because Aizawa didn’t notice her presence the whole morning
while getting ready for work. He left unaware of her arrival and she thought it
was kind of fun observing him. She planed to appear unexpectedly this evening
and surprise him. He didn’t need any distraction before his work. She was hungry
so she opened the fridge only to see there wasn’t much food. Anyways she
grabbed something to eat and went in the living room to turn on the TV. The
hours passed by as she waited for him to return and when the TV programs got
boring she picked a book. After reading for a while she heard the front door
open so she jumped ready to surprise him. He went in the kitchen and she
followed him stopping at the door and waiting for him to notice her but he
wouldn’t move away from the fridge. Maybe she should approach him silently from
behind and shout “surprise” but then he mumbled to himself:
not right. I swear there was more food when I left.” He couldn’t be wrong since
he was alone and bought only enough for him to eat. It clearly had decreased.
moment she changed her mind. Why not have a little fun before showing herself?
She kept hidden while he searched the whole kitchen and then moved on to the
living room. He looked around and his eyes fell on the remote which he always
placed on the table but this time it was on the couch. His eyes scouted the
room again and he found out that one of his favorite books was missing. He
searched the other rooms as well. What was this? No valuables were taken so it
wasn’t a burglar. But to take some food and a book was at least to say strange.
Which insane person did this? He was confused but some sleep may solve the
problem so he snuggled in one of his sleeping bags and fell asleep. She needed
to sleep as well. She sneaked and grabbed another one of the sleeping bags. She
was ready to sleep outside if she could enjoy more of this show in the morning.
But first she had to make some preparations for tomorrow.
morning Aizawa woke up and prepared for work. No food missing and even the book
was in place. Whoever did this wasn’t in their right mind. He was ready and the
only thing left was to put on his shoes…
around but no. There were no shoes. He looked in the direction of her shoes but
she had packed all the comfortable ones and now there were only high heels
left. The only “shoes” in this house were his slippers. He sighted. Nobody
these days looks at your feet, right?
back from work with more desperate look on his face than usual. Who knew people
noticed these kinds of things? Nevermind that now. Miraculously all of his
shoes were back in there place. Was he going crazy? He headed towards the fridge
immediately and opened it to find it emptier than before once more. Could it be
one of those homeless people who invade your home while you’re gone? Should he
call the police? No, there’s no need to bother them with this for now. Nothing expensive
was stolen and they even returned everything after using it. Today he felt
tense. Taking a shower could help him relax. He went in the bathroom and
stepped in without looking around and he nearly fell when he slipped on the wet
“What the hell??”
were those homeless guys so impudent? Did they use his towel by chance? Or
maybe even his toothbrush? Maybe he should really call the police? He sighted.
Whatever. A shower and good night sleep can fix everything.
from the windows and couldn’t stop laughing the entire time. She could even
make it more fun. Why only eat his food and misplace things when she could
actually prank him?
they take my sleeping bag?” she started laughing again.
to see what I’ve planed for tomorrow.”
He woke up
with the hope of a better day. Maybe they found themselves a new house. He
wanted to have breakfast and take his time because only then he
wasn’t disturbed by something. What should he eat today? There was nothing but
cereal. He put some in a bowl and poured milk on them. He yawned and rubbed his
eyes. He grabbed a spoon but when he was about to scoop some cereal he saw
something black float up. He squinted his eyes.
scream very loudly but still he screamed. Was there a cockroach in there? Those
homeless guys brought it. But it didn’t matter who brought it, it was in his
house and he should kill it. He got off one of his slippers and spilled the
bowl on the table prepared to fight.
moving and now that he could get a closer look at it, it didn’t look like a
real one. He pushed it slightly with the spoon. This was one of those rubber
cockroaches that kids used to scare each other. Someone thinks he’s very funny.
He got ready faster than usual with the intention to have breakfast in the
awful start of the day his work didn’t seem so bad but still, there was
nothing better than coming home. He just needed to open the door and…his key
didn’t fit. But how? He tried again. Was this really the work of some random
homeless people? He looked around and saw that a window was left opened. He
always made sure they were closed when exiting the house. Something fishy was
going on here. He had no other option but to enter his house through the
window. He put his hand on the window sill but before he noticed something was
wrong he had already lifted his leg and couldn’t go back. He was stuck. Where
did this come from? Was it glue? Just great. What was he supposed to do now? He
should call the locksmith to fix the door’s lock but to fix this sticky mess he
needed someone else to help him get in his own
house. Was there any way to make it worse? While he was thinking what to do two
young men in police uniforms stopped in front of the house.
“No way! It
can’t be him.”
the description the old lady gave us.”
recognize him? That’s Eraserhead. He’s a super cool hero!”
right. It’s really him.”
think he’ll give us autographs?”
going on here?” Aizawa was looking at them with confusion and annoyance.
really sorry mister Eraserhead. An old lady told us someone was trying to break
in your house and we came to check.”
one breaking in. Now go away.”
They were about to leave but they had to ask: “May I ask what exactly are you
He stared at them and soon they understood it was time for them to get going
but as they turned around Aizawa said: “Wait.” This was so embarrassing. “I’m
glued to the sill.”
mean you need our help?” Those damn enthusiastic kids were getting on his
answered while staring at them blankly.
him and it turned out they had a locksmith friend who came right away to give a
hand to the famous hero in his time of need. They didn’t stop babbling about
how they were going to tell everyone about their encounter. He awkwardly sent
them away and all that was on his mind was to rest enough and gather his
strength for tomorrow because he was installing cameras and alarm system.
He woke up
so tired and worn out. He overslept a little bit so he had to hurry up. He opened
the wardrobe. This was too much and definitely not the work of a homeless guy.
Did those damn students found his address? Someone was clearly pulling a prank
on him and they were getting bolder. All his cloths including his boxers were
pink. He panicked for a second but calmed down really fast. He could wear the
clothes he wore yesterday. Whoever did this didn’t think it through. But he was
wrong. The basket for dirty cloths was empty. Damn it. He slept with a gray
T-shirt but the bottom part was obviously from a pajama set. However he decided
to dress he was going to feel the humiliation. The pajamas were already on him
so he could go with them.
He left for
work and she had the whole day ahead of her to think of something funny for
this evening and tomorrow. She had no idea this could be so much fun. After all
Aizawa was the perfect target. He wouldn’t consider calling for help or bother
to do something about it. She had plenty of time so she could rest before doing
the next prank.
was about an hour left before his arrival she filled a bucket with water and
stepped on a chair so she could set the bucket in a way that it wouldn’t fall.
This was classic and there was no way she could miss it.
have enough fun already?” Aizawa was home earlier than she expected and she
didn’t hear him coming in.
home so early and I haven’t even cooked dinner.” He looked really annoyed.
Maybe it was because of the clothes he was wearing.
AU where when you write something on your skin it will show up on your
soulmate’s skin as well.’}
never met that asshole but he was sure it had to be a giant cosmic joke. How
was someone so, immature, childish and just plainly annoying supposed to be his
soultmate. Of all the things you’d done until now, this was by far the worst.
He had been
standing in front of all the other dauntless leaders and important members,
making some announcments when, at first rather quietly, people began to laugh.
Most of them had been trying to hold back until he was finished. Eric ended his
speech and went to the bathroom, pretty sure you had done something stupid
again. You hadn’t dissapointed him. When he looked into the mirror there was a
dick painted on his forehead.
got to be kidding me! Of all the things….that is enough.” Eric decided
then and there, he was going to find you. He had never cared about finding you
but this shit had to end once and for all. He just hoped you were dauntless too
or this whole thing would turn out more difficult than anticipated.
It was your
free day and you didn’t need to go, so you thought why not? Walking around with
a dick drawn to your forehead wasn’t bad if no one saw you. But the poor guy on
the other side was in for a surprise. You really didn’t care about that
soulmate stuff but you did enjoy to embaress him whenever possible. When you
looked at your arm, you noticed something strange. There was something written
on it and you were pretty sure it was directed at you. This guy hardly ever
drew something on himself except for notes scribbled down when he couldn’t find
a piece of paper.
going to find you and believe me you will regret this.” You read out loud,
“Oh boy, maybe I overdid it this time.” You mumbled to yourself. You
checked if there was something else visible but you didn’t find anything. You
were a little worried but after all there was no evidence he was in dauntless
as well. Besides he wouldn’t draw something stupid on himself just to find you,
you knew that much.
left his apartment the next morning, he drew a ‘X’ on his throat. Nothing too
weird, people wouldn’t ask him about it. He went to train the new initiates.
left even earlier than Eric. That’s why you didn’t even see the mark appearing
on your throat. You had made sure to check everywhere but you hadn’t noticed
anything when you left your apartment.
initiates were coming today and you had been tasked to get new throwing knives
and make sure everything was ready for them. When you entered the training
ground with everything in hand, you saw Four and Eric already giving their best
to scare the new ones for life. You went to store away all the stuff you
brought. You were almost done when you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned
around. Eric. You wondered what he wanted from you.
who I found.” He said with a devilish grin that worried you a bit. You
didn’t think you had talked to him before or that he even knew who you were.
sorry? Is there something you want from me?” You asked him, confused.
how about an apology.” He said, looking kinda angry now. You really didn’t
know what you had done to him. He pointed to the ‘X’ written on his throat. You
hoped you were wrong but if you weren’t there was big trouble coming your way.
You searched the room for a reflection and when you saw the same mark on you,
you slowly faced him again a guilty look on your face.
fair, being your soulmate is boring. All you ever do is write down unreadable
gives you the right to draw dicks on my forehead when I’m in a meeting?”
He yelled at you.
am I supposed to know that you’re in a meeting!” You yelled back, “Or
one of my leaders…” You said more quietly.
doesn’t matter if I’m in a meeting or not. Don’t you ever do that again, girl.
This whole thing is entirely stupid, there is no way you’re my soulmate.”
not thrilled either.”
his way over to you with an annoyed look, “Could you two keep it down,
we’re still training here.”
UP!” Both of you yelled back at him. Four looked surprised but left, it
was way too early for him to deal with this. You and Eric looked at each other
and both of you had to smile a little. Maybe there was a reason for him being
your soulmate after all.