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missmorosis · 3 years

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can i start a game? — name the five people closest to you on this app and one small thing about them (or something u love about them!) and five people you wanna get closer to and one assumption of you have of them (or one small thing you like about them!) ty if you join 🥺

I ANSWERED THIS ASK BUT ACCIDENTALLY REFRESHED 💃 time to COMPLIMENT AGAIN HEHEH

my besties that i could not live without I LOVE YOUUUUU

@kirishimas-manly-eyeliner -> I TRUST YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART I SWEAR- FIRST PERSON TO KNOW BASICALLY ANYTHING PERSONAL ABOUT ME, LIKE NAME, VOICE, ETC. I TRUST YOU. I LOVE YOU. OMGSKDLFJA I WISH I COULD MEET YOU?? LIKE SOMEHOW YOU ALWAYS KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO SAY, AND THE REAL GREAT PART OF IT IS: IT’S NATURAL FOR YOU!! WHICH I JUST LOVE SO SO MUCH OMG

@ray-ofmoonlight -> YOU’VE STUCK AROUND WITH ME SINCE PRETTY MUCH THE BEGINNING AAAAAAAAAAAA- THE SWEETEST PERSON I KNOW! MOONIE YOU NEVER FAIL TO MAKE ME FEEL CARED FOR OR ANYTHING LIKE UGAHSDJKL THE FACT THAT YOU CHECK UP ON ME MAKES MY HEART GO 📈📈📈- MOONIE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND IM SO SO GRATEFUL TO HAVE YOU IN MY LIFEEEE

@biqherosix -> daniza YOU’RE GORGEOUS 👁👁 the talent in you alone NEVER FAILS TO BLOW MY MIND AAAAAHHH- JUST THE PASSION THAT YOU HAVE FOR EVERYTHING MAKES ME FEEL ALL WARM AND FUZZY!! I ASPIRE TO BE LIKE DANIZA ONE DAY JUST PUTTING THAT OUT THERE

@floralkawa -> KSFJDJ ONE OF MY FAVORITE PEOPLE TO TALK TO?? LIKE WE TALK ABOUT THE WEIRDEST THINGS SOMETIMES I SWEAR AND I LOVE THAT. LIKE NOELLE. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU VERY VERY MUCH AND IM ALWAYS INSTANTLY COMFORTABLE AROUND YOU?? LIKE 😩😩

@/my sister who i dont wanna @ bc she’ll make fun of me ✋🙄 -> thanks for being supportive ig- DFSJK BUT NO YOU’RE THE ONLY IRL PERSON I KNOW WHO KNOWS ABOUT MY BLOG AND YOU’RE ALWAYS SO SO SUPPORTIVE OF EVERYTHING?? LIKE WHY ARE YOU ACTUALLY NICE SOMETIMES ISTG

NEW MOOTS NEW MOOTS THAT I LOVE SO SO MUCH BUT I DON’T KNOW YALL SUPER WELL AAAAA WE SHOULD TALK MORE

@kohis-simp -> HI I WOULD PROBABLY KNOW YOU BETTER IF I WAS ACTIVE IN THE DISCORD BUT IM NOT </3 ANYWAYS!! JUDGING FROM YOUR THOMAS THE TRAIN PFP *chef’s kiss* WE LOVE IT 1000/10 AND I FEEL LIKE YOU’RE JUST A FUN PERSON IN GENERAL? LIKE YOU COULD TOTALLY MAKE ME CRY OF LAUGHTER IF YOU WANTED TO

@satis-fulminare -> bestie HIII NEW MOOT NEW MOOT!! IVE NEVER INTERACTED WITH YOU YET WE’RE MUTUALS KDJFSJK- YOU’RE MOOTS WITH MY MOOTS MEANING YOU WOULD 100% GET ALONG WITH ME AAAAAAA- and ugh your theme >>>> YOU HAVE GREAT TASTE AND IT’S GORGEOUS ILL BINGE READ YOUR MASTER LATERRR

@snoozless -> no bc you’re THE SWEETEST AAAAAAAAAA- I JUST KNOW I CAN DEPEND ON YOU AND YOU WOULD DEFINITELY BE THERE FOR ME?? LIKE YOU HAVE A GREAT, SWEET, CUTE VIBE AND I LOVE THAT

@oikawaplssteponme -> we love the url so we love you. sorry that’s how it works. PERFECT MIX OF SWEET AND HILARIOUS SO WE STAN AAAAAAAAHHHHHKSDJF- also the talent is real omg

@sugawaaras -> ONE OF MY NEWER MOOTS HI HOW ARE YOUUUUU?? such a pretty blog and I LOOK FORWARD TO READING YOUR POSTS/REBLOGS ALL THE TIME!! real blessing to my dash I SWEAR

SORRY IF I DIDNT INCLUDE YOU I LOVE YOU I SWEAR

MWAH MWAH ILY ILY ILY TY FOR BEING IN MY LIIIFEEEE

#morosis answers #morosis loves her mutuals

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simpsamaa · 4 years

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Miya Brothers Dating Hc’s

HEY HEY HEY

It’s your babe, Simp Sama back at it again with a head cannon-

this time with the Miya brothers

I’ve been thirsting about the brothers lately-

ANyways-

Requests are open✨

Mwah I love you all so much💗

Osamu Miya

y’all dont know how happy i was to see him be animated-

his v o i c e

😳😳😳

I love him

he’s my favourite brother-

cough don’t tell rat tsumu

anywAYS

You must have saved the whole nation in another life for this male to find interest in you

Atsumu makes fun of both of you

only to be told back by Samu at how he doesn’t have someone-

When you watch him play he does better

You’re able to get Samu from fight with his brother

Just sweetly call his name and he’ll stop everything just to leave a dumbfounded Atsumu to be next to you.

You and Kita have a mutual respect for eachother

Cause how tf do you not respect KitA?

Once you start dating Samu you’ll basically be the unofficial manager of the team cause they depend on you so much

which causes you to sign up and be the manager

Loves holding you

cause the size difference

Loves to cuddle you

Also loves to sleep on your chest and hear your heartbeat

someone get me a mans like s a m u alr

He loves to hold your hands because of how small they are compared to him and because they’re much softer then his

will die when he sees you in his jersy

thinks you look adorable in his clothes cause they’re waay to big for you

He likes PDA but not public PDA

though he’ll do it to see your blushing face cause it’s adorable

Loves to kiss you

before his games it’s a ritual to give you a quick kiss before he plays

it’s makes him play a lot better-

He’s the type of boyfriend to send you good morning and good night texts while going to your house to wake you up in the morning

His mom probably cares about you a lot

cause Atsumu spills the tea about you and him to his parents

Atsumu loves you cause you’re with his brother and even though he acts like he doesn’t care- he really does

Osamu spoils you with food-

Will hundred percent take you on dates just to eat street food

Calls you his berry, sweets, honey etc.

adorable ass pet names

“’Samu that looks good,“ you pointed to a food stand selling homemade mochi. You looked up to meet his grey hues, slightly blushing as you notice he was staring at you. “Sure,“ he says with a hint of a smile on his lips. You smiled up at him before taking his large hand into yours and going to the stand.

“You guys are adorable,“ The older woman running the stand gushed at how cute the two of you were. “Thank you,” you blushed, gripping Osamu’s shirt cause you were embarrassed. Letting out a chuckle he nodded a thank you before ruffling your hair.

You pouted before fixing your hair and telling the woman your order, “Two packs of matcha mochi with red bean filling please,”. The lady gave you a warm smile before turning around to get your order.

“that was mean,“ you said as you watched her turn around, “mean?“ your grey haired boyfriend asked, turning his gaze down to meet yours. “You messed up my hair,“ you pouted, Osamu’s grey hues moving from your eyes to your lips.

‘How kissable‘ he thought, while bringing his left hand up to scratch the back of his neck, getting lost in thought.

“’Samu,“ you called, breaking his train of thought. He let out a hum, letting you know he was paying attention to you, as if his eyes on you wasn’t enough.

Going up on the tips of your toes you pressed a kiss to the side of his mouth before grabbing his hand once more and pulling him to walk with you. “Cute,“ he mumbled, you catching on to his words. “What did you say?“, you laughed before sticking a mochi in your mouth, letting out a soft moan at the taste of it.

“You’re cute,“ he said bluntly, watching as your red turned a light pink, “yeah I know that ‘Samu, you tell me that everyday,“ You flushed, hiding your smile with your hand.

“And you’re mine,“

“’SAMU“

“Just being honest“

UGH

Where in the world can i get a samu🥺🥺

He can cook

will cook you things

even if you dont ask for it

He adores if you can’t cook

so he’s able to teach you

is very touchy when teaching you

though im not complaining and i dont think you are either-

basically what i’m saying is

Osamu Miya is Ten million billion percent husband material

we love him✨

Atsumu Miya

I love his barry looking ass

liek

✨Ratsumu✨ at his best

SeasON FouR InTRodUcEd sO mAnY oF mY FAvIeS

cough Sakusa cough Kourai cough Suna cough Atsumu cough Osamu cough

ANYWAYs

Everyone is surprised that he has you cause of his shitty ass personality

They were like “Woah Atsumu got a goddess-”

His fans are probably very surprised as well cause they know how tsumu is

You guys probably meet cause of Osamu

He always has Tsumu’s back-

is lowkey glad that you’re there so that Atsumu can stop bothering him

Atsumu loves PDA

He’s a pretty big fan of it

Cause he loves touching you

🤭🤭🤭

Loves to hold your hand cause it’s smaller then his by a lot-

Loves the size difference between you both tbh

He likes to ruffle your hair and then watch you pout about it cause he thinks you’re the most adorable thing on the planet

And you pouting making his heart soar

Loves to cuddle you-

Obsoletely loves to be the little spoon

Goes soft for you

Has dedicated a serve to you only to miss it

he still acted like he made it tho

Kita loves you btw

You’re able to stop Atsumu from fighting with Osamu

Fr like just call his name

And he’ll go to you like a sad little puppy and rest his head on your shoulder as you prompt him to apologize to Osamu

He does too- which makes the team surprised

He’s the type of boyfriend who sometimes forgets to send you good morning and good night texts

He cares- i promise

tIme SkIp

Y’all are probably still together during the time skip

cause Atsumu ✨loves✨ you

And he can’t find anyone else who loves him better then you

Him and Sakusa have probably gotten into a fight while in a game

while it was being recorded live on tv

Which you have to break them up-

Which reveals your relationship with Tsumu

coUGh

“TSUMU LET’S GO!!!“ You exclaimed from the stands, watching as he was about to server. The fake blond turned his head to find you in the crowd in his jersey.

Your face turn a light pink as he sent you a small smirk and wink. You lifted the sign you were holding, ‘ATSUMU MIYA💗’. You watched as the setter pressed his pointer and middle finger against his lips before blowing a kiss to you.

You gave him a shy smile before moving your left hand to ‘catch’ the kiss, before sending one back at him. Giving you a wink he pointed to you before moving back to serve.

“Seems like Miya Atsumu is dedicating this serve to his sweetheart, very sweet of him,“ The announcer stated as the camera pointed towards you, You covered your face, cheeks blushing a pink and you shyly waved to the camera.

The camera turned towards Atsumu once again, watching him server.

Atsumu let out a smirk before taking six steps back, tossing the ball up he dashed forward and jumped, hitting the ball with all his might.

“That server might have been a bit too powerful,“ The announcer announced as the server was served out of bounds.

You covered your face in embarrassment as your lover down on the court lifted his right arm and pulled his hand into a fist. You watched as he looked at it before pointing to you again.

Letting out a laugh you raise your hand to point at him too, a smile adorning his face as you did so.

And so there a memory was created, one that Atsumu’s teammates make fun of him for, but one that you keep dearly in your heart.

AKSFHLADS

yallitsbeenlikeahotminutessinceivewrotethis-

He can not cook-

that was always Osamu’s thing so he just decided to never learn

So expect to cook for this big babie

He will learn to cook for you though-

Is very cocky and can hurt your feelings-

Will give you kithes and cuddles after hurting them though

Atsumu Miya is a billion percent boyfie material<3

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OMG- It’s been like a hot minutes since i’ve written anything-

Im so sorry my lovelies ! !

I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter though !

My requests are open so feel free to hit them up with SFW and NSFW tingz or if you just want to start a convo hit me up<3

I love you guys💗

✨Thank you for reading✨

mwah mwah mwah kithes ! !

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kit-kat-astrophe · 4 years

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💫mutuals birthday appreciation💫

i tell myself that this is when i started my blog so let's pretend that this is also and anniversary thing

***if i actually know you then you're not gonna be here***

@wak4tosh1 your writing is chef's kiss, mwah, mwah. i love screaming about ashnikko to you over text and when you scream back!! reading the asks from your moots that you answer is certainly... entertaining, i'll call it. you have such chaotic energy but you seem to have it all figured out. um like wtf teach me. it is very admirable that you are the "mom friend" that has to regulate everyone's water intake. i do not like that milk doesn't count.

@everythingnerdyxoxo !!!! i consider you as one of my OG mutuals. you found me through reading a gruvia fic i wrote for their special week (no i did not complete the other days) and you said you were excited to read my other works! this is a huge compliment for me so i am very sorry that i have literally not written anything gruvia related since then. HOWEVER i am always glad to see when you've tagged me for anything, and i promise i will write something that doesnt make me want to bury it in the core of the earth eventually.

@rintaroll seeing as our first interaction couldn't have been longer than a month ago, we haven't talked much, but i would very much like to!! your writing is similar to a new song i've discovered in that i could spend all day appreciating it. the characters are so true to their original selves but they're not completely 2D either. and i appreciate your y/n being spicy, i'm tired of seeing uwu soft y/n everywhere so this is a welcome change!!

@tellescora we met through FT at first, and even though you don't post about it any more i still enjoy your content!! i'm just waiting for the genshin nintendo switch port so i can catch up already, because attempting to play it on my poor laptop gives me about two FPS. i am in love with your artwork, your hatching stands out to me a lot, and your colours pop but are never too distracting!! remember me when you get famous :']

@youreneighborhoodfandomfanatic you bring the variety to my dash. it's a mix of genshin memes, every iteration of the wellerman shanty there is on tiktok and i now declare you the news presenter that gives me political memes. i will bring you more headcanons like Ice Bridge Kaeya as soon as i can!! and also if i see somethinf that is even vaguely related to razor in any way i will not hesitate to submit it to you. he has a f r o g g i e h a t

@deadontheinsidebut angel!! whenever you call me your "day one" i feel so proud. my tiny fledgling is now a haikyuu writing master and i am but a tiny worm about to be eaten up by thou. i'm gonna let you in in a secret: sometimes i still go back to the shirabu matchup you made me!!! and i still get as excited as i was the first time i read it because it's still that good. seeing you grow so fast was so wonderful because it was so well deserved. now despite this i will continue to send you tsukki slander whenever it comes across my fyp. xoxo

@demiwizard7 weird thing is that we never talk, but i always know exactly when you're logged in because of the 20 notifs i get from you alone!!! i'm not complaining tho, it's like a silent nod of approval, which is very reassuring considering that i reblog whatever comes makes me laugh. i' glad to see that someone enjoys my trigger-happy reblog sprees, amd rest assured that i enjoy yours too!! i just don't always want you blow up your notifications-

@pokeprism14 we really need to talk more!!!!! i will take the time to explain juvia's character development thoughout the entire series if that is what it takes because i aint a quitter

@fairyreaper22345 you need to sleep on time at some point, ess. ignore when i am writing this. i can always rely on you to answer dms faster than, like, anyone. it's like you have them typed before i ever wrote anything. anyway: ess you are so pog. your fairy tail quotes never miss, your niceness is infectious and somehow you're more innocent than i am which doesn't check out at all. i adore asking you random things as 4am then complaining about the time that you're reading it. and you recommended pipeline punch which is now my favourite flavour so that's cool. we have the same slightly obscure interests (fountain pens, crime) which makes it all the more engaging to talk to you. ur just pog.

@anarchistasexual why are your political views so smart, i bet you know what happened to the stocks too. other than that youre very cool and so are all your friends. i thoroughly enjoy clowning around on the server and ignoring my homework. oh also you're just chill, and i like your vibe. you're one of those people who i'd hang out with just stare at my phone and show you memes

@pinkbtr you are also one of my oldest mutuals!! it's just hilarious to me that you figured out you like the guys with the daddy issues. you seem to have just accepted it joke and i live for it, frankly. i will use the new information that you like obey me very wisely and debate share my opinions with you. i appreciate you popping into my notifs every now and then.

happy birthday to me!

#happy birthday to me!!#kats.birthday #mutuals #appreciating the moots #ur pog

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newsiegirlscout · 4 years

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Happy Holidays to the artist formerly known as magnificentdragon123! My sincerest for the belated Wordgirl Secret Santa; the request was for father-daughter fluff between Wordgirl and Dr. Two-Brains, so heck! Now you’re getting all of it! Hope you enjoy, and Happy New Year’s!

The charcuterie was a masterpiece.

Gouda blended with white cheddar exquisitely, swiss paired with gruyere like peppermint with gingerbread, and the miniature cheese fountain was worth the hassle at the hardware store a thousand times over. Dr. Two-Brains stood over it, rubbing his gloved hands together in gleeful anticipation before his thoughts were interrupted by a shout from the parlor.

“Bosssss!”

The scientist sighed. His henchmen had insisted on doing the Christmas tree lights by themselves this year, and predictably enough, they’d gotten tangled up in them trying to sort them out. The big guy, at least, had the decency to look a bit sheepish.

He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, then moved to gingerly unentangle the worst of it.

“Ah, what did I tell you guys? I have a PhD and a biological hardwire in recognizing patterns, I know you both want to bedizen the place, but you’ve gotta ask for help with the harder things.”

The henchmen looked at each other blankly; with a hand on his shoulder, the big guy was able to step out of the snare, but as physics would have it, the weight distribution made the little one lose his balance and fall back, taking the Christmas tree with him. Two-Brains squeaked and slid under the tree, firmly pulling the other side of the Christmas lights back.

“But Boss….” the little guy said softly amidst the blinking lights, “We don’t know what bedizen means.”

The scientist grumbled, shaking the cords off himself and grabbing hold of the tree so his henchman could get free. “Ask Wordgirl next crime. I’m a bit busy, if you hadn’t noticed.”

“Sorry, Boss.” the little one said, pulling the last of the blinking lights over his head and righting the tree, “Say, do you think she’d like the holiday cookies we made for her? Charlie an’ I worked really hard on them…”

The henchman in question nodded shyly as they worked together to sort out the now-untangled lights. With one hand, the little one started counting. “We didn’t know what holiday she celebrated, so we got gingersnaps, gingerbread, peppermint bark, ras malai, sufganiyot, an’ balaklava!”

Dr. Two-Brains smiled, laughed softly in the glow of the lights and the fire.

“Aw, that’s really considerate, you two.” he said, ruffling the big one’s hair--or what hair he had, anyway, “I think she’ll really appreciate it, but remember, she’s taking a holiday now too. ‘Sides, I don’t pay you guys to be considerate. Evil thoughts only.”

The two saluted; the scientist turned to the silver garlands nearby and decided just one slice of cheese couldn’t hurt as he decorated the house. As he reached for it, the telephone’s ringtone chimed out across the parlor. Dr. Two-Brains sighed and answered it.

“Hel-lo, the doctor is in.”

“Dr. Two-Brains?” asked a shaky, high, and distinctively know-it-all voice. The man in question dropped the telephone, then scrambled to catch it as the henchmen turned around.

“Woah, woah, kiddo…” he said softly, “What’s goin’ on? Thought you only used that phone for emergencies...say, how’d ya’ get this number anyway?”

“It’s….”

A long pause followed.

“A little bit of an emergency. Can I come over really quickly?”

“My door’s always open, kid. Literally, every lock we’ve ever had’s been busted inside a week.” Then, with a more sympathetic tone, “Take as much time as you need, Wordgirl, I--the henchmen would really like to see you.”

The garage door opened slowly; Wordgirl, breaking a cocky grin in spite of her tone, for once looked at a loss for words. She floated lightly over to perch on the drawing board and ended the call.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” she said.

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“Alright, alright, give her some space.” Two-Brains said sternly to his excited henchmen, “Wordgirl, what brings you here?”

She exhaled slowly. “All the stores are closed and I haven’t slept at all and my science midterm is tomorrow and I still have so much to do and you’re the only one I could think of calling at this hour and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!” The superheroine waved her arms emphatically, nearly falling off the board; Two-Brains stepped forward, but she caught herself in time. Flying was useful that way, but it did little for the tears beginning to well up in her eyes. Desperately, she shook her head, looked away.

“Can I please study here? This is the only subject I’m still stuck on, but I’ll be really quiet, I promise!”

“Wordgirl, Wordgirl, Wordgirl.” Dr. Two-Brains said, shaking his head. Her grip tightened on her bookbag, embarrassment at asking darkened her face. But wearing a goofy grin, the villain tossed her a reindeer headband and replied, “Call this place a home, let us help with whatever you need, but don’t ya’ dare be quiet!”

Wordgirl laughed, brushed the tears away with the back of her hand.

“Well, then, Doc, you think we have enough road to get up to 88?” she giggled.

“We don’t need roads where we’re going.” he responded cheerfully. “To the kitchen, allons-y!”

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There was a saying that all good stories began in the kitchen; Two-Brains himself certainly fit the bill, chattering absently as he melted the chocolate over the stove.

“So…got anything in there I can help with?” he asked, gesturing to the folder spilling over with old study guides and flashcards. Wordgirl looked up, shook her head.

“Ugh….the definitions are easy enough, but it’s all these reactive properties that are just impossible to get straight. What bonds with what, how much the force of gravity increases over an arctan….” Throwing her arms wide, she did a cartwheel in midair.

“Do I look like someone who knows how gravity should work?”

Two-Brains laughed. “More into the crime-fighting gig, ay?”

She gave a short, humorless bark of laughter, kicking back and reaching for the folder.

“Not doing so well on that, either.”

The scientist mused, pouring the first mug of hot chocolate and handing it to her. With a snap, he suddenly whipped out a blaster and fired it just past her shoulder. Lightning-fast, she dropped her mug and flew in front of it, shuddering as the blast hit her square in the chest. Behind her, the window broke, cracks spiderwebbing outwards.

“Alright! Well, there’s a start.” he said, sipping hot cocoa, “That’s gamma radiation; you stopped it so quickly you had to take the full and centered force of it, while the impact spread out more by the time it reached that window back there. That’s a difference of around 700 joules--since it’s an electromagnetic wave, and ya’ stopped it, you’re as strong as steel. You good, kid?”

She winced.

“You owe me a cookie.”

“I have great news for you!” he said cheerfully, hoisting her onto his shoulders and tossing her one of the henchmen’s cookies, “More science it is, then! What’s next?”

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Wordgirl laughed, and it was music to Two-Brains’s ears after seeing her so out-of-sorts just a few hours earlier. The good mood was contagious, and he laughed as well; the henchmen chuckled softly, gathered up some of the loose pillows from the fight and walked towards their quarters.

“We should probably hit the hay. ‘Night, boss.” said the little one.

“You guys learned enough about forces?” giggled the superheroine, helping absently to gather up the pillows and stack them impossibly high in her arms. They nodded; the bigger one, Two-Brains noted, with an especial air of pride.

“Good, then you two should grasp the gravity of how far it is past your bedtime.” the older scientist said, rolling his eyes and blowing pretend, exaggerated kisses, “Mwah. Night.”

Wordgirl giggled; as soon as they were out of earshot, Dr. Two-Brains leaned in close to her.

“Don’t tell them.” he whispered softly, pulling out a few torn pages from the inside of his labcoat, “But eh, this place is doing a special on cheesecake, I’ve been meaning to use these for some time. You hungry?”

Halfway through a nod, she gestured to her uniform.

“It’s okay, I can’t really….” Wordgirl sighed. “I’d love to, but I’m a bit conspicuous. I should probably be heading home.”

“What, ya’ mean like obvious or easily noticeable?” Two-Brains said, “I get that--gonna say changing into your civilian identity is out of the question too?”

She nodded. “Not to say I don’t trust you, but…”

“But I’m a top-tier criminal and not likely to change that soon.” Suddenly, a thought occurred to him; he snapped his fingers and dashed to the nearest closet.

So now all there was to do was wait.

Snow fell softly outside the windows; a fire flickered in the hearth, and somehow her old friend’s off-key singing had an odd quality of beauty to it. Knowing the doctor, his idea could really have been anything from take-out to a criminal plot of drastic proportions.

Thus it could be concluded, decided Wordgirl as she drifted over to the bookshelf, that the good of Fair City asked--nay, demanded--that she wait just a few more minutes.

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“How do I look?” said Doctor Two-Brains proudly, throwing his arms wide to display the gaudiest Hawaaiian shirt and patterned tie she had ever seen. His knee-length cargo shorts were the most aesthetically satisfying part of his ensemble, had they not been just slightly out of season for the four inches of snow.

“Great!” chirped Wordgirl, giving a thumbs-up. He nodded approvingly, straightened his tie in the nearest mirror, and jerked his thumb towards his van.

“No one’s going to notice ya’ when their eyes are on yours truly.” he declared, giving himself a wink, “I mean, there’s everyday handsome, and then there’s.” Doctor Two-Brains gestured to himself. The superheroine giggled, buckling her seatbelt and scanning over the list of flavors.

“Ooh, they have strawberry…” she mused.

“Goes well with your uniform.” he responded, giving her helmet an affectionate pat, “You sure you wouldn’t prefer red velvet, though?”

“Decisions, decisions.” she laughed, “What are you getting?”

“Mmm…” he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, “I’m thinking espresso.”

“What? No! I’m locking you up just for that.”

“Tssh...I’ll have you a convert in no time.”

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Wordgirl laughed softly as she stepped out of Dr. Two-Brain’s van into the gentle, snowy night.

“Thank you so much, Dr. Two-Brains.” she said with a polite salute, “I still don’t see what you see in espresso cheesecake, but…” with a short, but deep sigh trailing off into a giggle, “It was really nice. Thank you.”

“Any time, kid.” he said, shaking her hand. “Hey, I know it’s a little early, but…”

A smile reddened her face as he lightly tossed a wrapped package to her; it hit her chest and she wrapped her arms around it, grinning as he sheepishly rubbed his neck.

“I don’t know if you’ve read it before or anythin’, but….merry Christmas if ya’ celebrate, happy holidays if ya’ don’t.”

A Hero’s Guide To Saving Your Kingdom. Not only had she never read it, but she’d heard of it and never been able to remember the title long enough to find it. The princes and princesses on the cover promised an exciting read; the four hundred pages or so promised a long one (or at least, an extra few seconds if she used her speedreading powers, but really, midterms took so long….).

Just as Two-Brains’s hopefulness almost fell, she slammed into his chest with the biggest hug he’d ever gotten in….about three years or so. Stumbling back, he wrapped his arms around her, chuckling with just a hint of satisfaction.

“Woah, kiddo, what’cha doing? You almost knocked me over!”

“Good.” she mumbled into his shoulder, squeezing him tighter, “That’d make us even for the particle demonstration.”

He laughed softly. “Alright, well, you better ace that exam, okay?”

She nodded, pulling away and hugging the book to her chest. “I think it’d be tricky not to.”

“See you around, Wordgirl.”

“See you around, Doctor Two-Brains.”

The scientist watched her leave before pulling the garage door closed behind him.

“She never closes it behind her.” he murmured amusedly, “Y’think she’d know better, there are some serious criminals in this part a’ town.”

With a smile, he sat back, poured himself a glass of juice, and sighed.

Yep; he was feeling like good ol’ Stevie B.

#wordgirl secret santa 2020 #wordgirl #waffles to go #dr. two-brains #I really hope this is satisfactory!!#only dad two-brains in this house #wg really appreciated the consideration in the sweets; most are in her bookbag #but two-brains might have sneaked some shhhh #also fun fact! I've had a bit of--#a streak of setting up a word meaning to define it and then not doing that #conspicuous is officially the first word actually defined and it was by 2B

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pokeshippingflashfic · 5 years

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sentence prompt if you’re feeling up to it? :D “You kissed me, and you know it, too!”

“I know what you did, Ash.”

The words are a breathless, almost threatening, hiss from behind him as he’s begrudgingly washing Brock’s cookware in a nearby stream after their latest meal on the road as a group.

“Mwah! Oh, uh, M - Misty, what’re ya doin’ here…?” he asks with just enough aversion from her intense gaze to make her even more assuredly suspicious, turning back much too quickly to continue his chore before continuing to speak. “Oh, and, uh… what are ya talkin’ about?”

She squints dubiously at his back, willing him with her glare to simply jump up and confess but he of course does no such thing so she decides to cunningly elaborate just enough to jog his memory (and, hey, if doing so also happens to thoroughly embarrass him then that’s just as well in her opinion).

“Earlier today when Team Rocket attacked…”

No more acknowledgement to this minuscule clue than a single grunt.

“… and then Jigglypuff showed up…”

He sighs now, dries off the pot Brock cooked his apple and pork stew in, sets it aside on another towel, and finally side-eyes her, exasperatedly waiting for her continuation.

“… and put us all to sleep.”

“Yeah, okay, I remember… Is this about how we somehow woke up next to each other? Or about how our legs were tangled up a little bit together?” There’s finally a brief flash of panic (and, dare she believe it) a faint puce blush discoloring his otherwise tan face.

Ash leaps to his feet, nearly tripping over his own toes, dropping the dish wand on the ground but holding up the group’s cutting board as if brandishing a weapon of sorts.

“Look Misty, you can’t blame me for that! Jigglypuff put us to sleep! It’s not like we had time to set up our sleeping bags! A - and you had your arm wrapped around my shoulder s - so we’re either both innocent or both guilty, okay?” he yelps, clearly ignorant to her sigh of frustration (or else attributing it to him apparently trying to dodge any responsibility).

“I - I’m not talking about that!” she exclaims hotly with a stomp of her foot. “I - I mean, who even cares about how we woke up?” Not her, no siree, there was absolutely nothing weird or overly comforting about that experience so they’d best move on quickly and never look back at it.

“Oh, well then,” and he drops his arms to his sides and shrugs again, “I really dunno what you’re talking about.”

She groans, masking fury with a somewhat softer vexation, obviously unwilling to admit why she wants him to confess but finding no alternate avenue to get him to that point anytime soon.

“Of course you know what I’m talking about! Don’t play dumb, Ash! You kissed me, and you know it too!” she practically shrieks, jabbing in his direction with a judgmental index finger.

“I… did… mwah?! What? Huh? Me?! No I didn’t! I would never!” His hyperventilation mistaken at first for pure ignorance, he couldn’t help but rectify it by adding a scathing personal slight at her. “I - I mean, as if I ever would? Me, kiss you? C’mon, Mist, don’t be crazy.”

“So you’re just gonna deny it?” she seethes back at him, only able to hold in her visceral instinctive violence at his insult by clenching her fists so tight her knuckles turn a splotchy red.

“Of course I am! I wanna know what makes you think I’d ever even bother doing something like that with you?”

“I’m not thinking anything, Mr. Pokemon Master! I know what I felt back there. Before Team Rocket and Jigglypuff came along, you were drinking ice water. And then when Jigglypuff put us to sleep… It felt cold and moist! Like an eel or something slimy! I guess it suits you though, huh?” she finishes deducing snidely, turning her nose up at him and jamming her hands against her hips.

After all, if he was gonna play dirty, why should she worry about keeping to a fair game?

“Hey! Just ‘cause you had some weirdo dream about me layin’ one on ya doesn’t mean you get to make up lies! If I actually wanted to kiss you,” there was a brief balking beat of quiet as both young teens blushed awkwardly at the thought and Ash cleared his throat to go the distance and finish his line, “it woulda left you speechless!”

“Well first of all, I didn’t dream anything, Ash Ketchum! I know what I felt, it happened right before we all fell asleep. And you were the only one nearby when we were knocked out so who else could it have been?!”

“All the more reason it probably wasn’t real,” he responded with a resigned shrug and shake of his head.

“But secondly, it goes without saying that I wouldn’t let you kiss me in a hundred years if I had any choice in the matter! Trust ya to take advantage of a girl falling unconscious! You’re starting to remind me of Brock with moves like that!” she huffs darkly with an icy stare, and despite everything (including the truth), he’s left feeling like a shriveled slug ready to be crushed under her heel.

“I - I told ya already that I didn’t–”

Any further debate of the subject is put on hold by the sound of a frantic scurrying as Pikachu dashes from behind some foliage and greets two of his favorite trainers, expression turning from cheerful to confused by the clearly aggressive stances and atmosphere greeting him.

“Oh, hey buddy,” the young male trainer begins hastily, gathering up their assorted supplies into his arms and smiling clumsily at him, “I guess this took me longer than I planned. Did I worry ya? It’s fine though; I’m done so we can head back now.”

He brushes swiftly past her, hoping the unbearable topic can be put to rest at least for now but…

“Hey, don’t think this is over, Ash! I’m not letting you get away that easily! You better just admit it!”

Misty turns so quickly on her heel that she feels something pull haphazardly in the wrong direction, flinching but otherwise belaying no knowledge of her self-induced injury, flying back in front of her tentative friend and glaring daggers at him.

When she’d first sneaked away from the group’s campsite to confront him, a small glimmer of hope had taken stead within her. This was her chance, she’d thought. Maybe she could finally see… what he really thought. After all, if something as explicit as a kiss had truly taken place between them, how could either of them go on acting like they didn’t care about one another? That they didn’t… love like each other in a romantic way?

But her hope was doused rather quickly in reality and she’s no longer looking to make it flourish anew. Now she’s looking for vengeance.

Ash Ketchum stole a kiss from her and is pretending it didn’t happen. That’s entirely too unacceptable for her to let him walk away unscathed.

“Pikapi? Pikachu kachu pikachupi?”

But she wasn’t counting on an audience arriving for any part of their encounter.

“Heh, it’s nothing, Pikachu. Just another silly fight, right, Misty?”

“It’s not silly,” she mutters furiously with watery eyes, blinking away enraged tears, clearing her throat, “It’s not silly to me and I don’t… I can’t have you blowing it off. Earlier today when Jigglypuff sung their song and put us to sleep, you kissed me. Even if it was an accident… even if you don’t want to admit it… what’s the harm, huh? I don’t want or expect anything else from you.”

Ash stares evenly at her, no time to respond to her latest sentimental accusation.

“Pika…” the electric mouse replies despondently, wriggling uneasily from his position on the ground… before suddenly stiffening into a bipedal posture and leaping forward to grasp her around her ankle. “Pikachupi!”

“Wah…? Pikachu, what’re you doing? Look, it may not seem like it but this is an important conversation between your trainer and I.”

“Pikachupi! Pika pikachu pikapi chu pika!”

He doesn’t let up, doesn’t give her a chance to look away, draws Ash’s attention as well to his one player game of charades. He points at them each individually, then himself before scrabbling up Ash’s back and onto his shoulder. Finally, in true acrobatic spirit, he tumbles forward in a roll from the top of his trainer’s torso, landing briefly in his arms before making an effort to flip into Misty’s.

Finally, he stretches up from where he’s perched and taps his nose against her lips.

His cold, moist nose.

And Ash and Misty, both starting the show as a rather unanimously bewildered audience, end it with the same expression of wide-eyed comprehension dawning over them in a crushing wave.

Misty feels her bones turn to liquid in an attempt to disappear from the face of the earth before the words are even out of his mouth.

“I think what Pikachu is trying to say,” and Ash isn’t sure if he’s trying to hurt or help the situation at this point, “is that he’s your culprit.”

(So… sequel? I’m thinking sequel. Anyway, here’s this request [semi-]fulfilled. It was meant to be more funny at first but of course I had to throw some dramatics in there. Imagine how guilty Misty’s gonna feel once the mortification and anger wear off, huh? :-D)

#pokeshipping #flash fic #fanfiction #aaml #ash x misty #requests #word count: 1497 #anon #Anonymous

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