#Yeah back to fnf posting for a little bit

[starii-galaxii]

Random FNF Headcanon; Restaurants

In the very rare case where Dearest decides to bring Bf along on the weekly family outing at a restaurant (Usually because Gf wouldn't stop pestering Dearest until he gave in), Dearest will purposely choose a place that serves children free just so he can lie about BF's age so BF gets free food and stuff.

Not because he wants to save money, but because Dearest doesn't want to "waste" his money on BF.

Bonus points if the food is only free if you eat off the kid's menu; Dearest and Mearest think that this would feel degrading, that's why Dearest does this and Mearest specifically chooses those specific types of places... they don't know that BF is very happy with his chicken tenders.

[asherashedwings]

Hey chat, remember when I did that one charting pattern analysis on Pico and Darnell?

Well I'm doing that again. But with EVERY FNF CHARACTER.

Girlfriend

Girlfriend, shocker, doesn't really have a pattern. This is mainly due to her being featured in only one song, and it's the tutorial. If we ever get any action from her in the future, then maybe we can find something then, but for now: no pattern.

Daddy Dearest & Mommy Mearest

Okay, so they do have a pattern, and it's a shared pattern. I mean, makes sense, since they're kind of a package duo. It's kinda hard for me to explain, but they have patterns that tend to focus on the left and right notes?? If that makes sense. Good examples I can think of are Satin Panties, High, and Cocoa. Mearest more so than Dearest, but Dearest's base charts are also rather simple due to his week being so early. BUT! These patterns are apparent in his Erect songs! Namely Bopeebo. But yeah, patterns that are left and right note focused. Which -- and I don't know if this is just a coincidence or not -- seems rather fitting given the colors of those notes: red and purple.

Spooky Kids

Another set of characters that don't really have a set pattern that I can distinguish. Although, I do find that rather fitting for them. Their lack of pattern matches their rather chaotic nature that's displayed in their show. They're just silly unpredictable guys.

Monster

Okay, so Monster is just already so different from everyone else that it's just hard to hold him to the same standard. But he does have his own patterns! Namely a LOT of hold notes. Which makes sense due to the lingering nature of his songs. He's slow and eerie, so of course his charting would reflect that

Pico

Okay, so I've covered Pico before. He does a lot of back and forth patterns. .... I could turn this into a super complex character analysis that is completely just my brainrot talking but I don't know if I should go there. I'm going there. Okay, so Pico's entire character in FNF revolves around him going back on the various jobs he's been given to protect Boyfriend and Girlfriend. Week 3? Backing out of his job to rap with BF instead. Week 7? Denying his mission yet again to save BF and GF. He's constantly going back and forth between his job and his morals. And it's not always clear which is the correct option. This same logic can also be applied to Weekend 1, except it's not him choosing BF and GF over his job -- it's him choosing them over his friends: Darnell and Nene. His character is just a constant cycle of back and forths.

Senpai

Okay, so this fucker was the reason I first wanted to make a full analysis on all the characters. So, this guy I noticed, uses a lot of trail notes. And in my brain it does tie into his character and. Like. The only way that I can explain it is like. You know those videos of people arguing with misogynists, and the misogynist keeps cutting off the other person before they can make their point, and keep repeating the same thing over and over again cuz they think that's how arguments work? That's the same vibe I get from Senpai's trail notes. It feels like he's just. Repeating the same things over and over again cuz he thinks he's making a point. And just going on and on so BF can’t speak Idk. If that makes sense.

Tankman

Tankman uses a lot of stairs. I had no idea what to make an analysis out of here, so to quote the wise words of @braveboiart ; "He's a bitch and I hate stairs." ACTUALLY! That is half right. Came up with this while replaying Week 7 for this post. Tankman is explicitly shown to be able to break the fourth wall, so it is entirely possible that in Ugh and Guns, he is purposefully using an egregious amount of stairs to just. Be a pain in the ass. This would also perfectly explain his switch up in Stress. He's taking BF and the player a little bit more seriously, so he starts to be a bit more genuine. Also, I would like to point out that he also uses back and forths a ton. Tankdad canon. ALSO I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE NOTE OF A LIL DETAIL I NOTICED WHEN PLAYING PICO ERECT

Pico Erect shares charting from Stress. Realistically, this is likely just a lil reference to Stress since Pico made in appearance in that song but FUCK YOU, TANKDAD CANON.

Darnell

Okay, so I've already gone in depth on Darnell, so this is mostly gonna be me repeating myself. Good to have everything in one place, yknow? Darnell has a progression of charting throughout Weekend 1. In Darnell, he starts out almost identical to Pico's charting, before slowly transition to his trail and double heavy charting through Lit Up and 2Hot. My analysis of this was the idea that he starts out the week mocking Pico; making fun of the fact that Pico chose to rap battle BF instead of killing him. But as the week progresses, he gets more into it and starts having fun with it, slipping into his own style.

And last but not least

Boyfriend

Okay, so, surprise surprise: Boyfriend doesn't really have a pattern. But it's not cuz he just repeats everyone! There's actually a lot of moments where he freestyles, namely in the Erect tracks. But when analyzing those bits, there isn't really any set pattern. Which makes sense! BF is a go with the flow kinda guy. The charting he uses depends on what the moment calls for; what will outshine his opponent the most. I mean, his charting kinda needs to be versatile, given the variety of his challengers. So yea.

Uhhh... Hope y'all enjoyed my analyses. I'm gonna go pass out now (It is 4:36am at the time of writing this rn)

[theburntgasoline32]

TUMBLR!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!! TL;DR I NEED A NAME FOR A STORY!!! (skip to the part in blue for the story)

okay so. As of recent I've been writing this story for my OCs. Told my mum about it and she says that I'm apparently gifted or some shit like that?? Like doesn't everyone make maps, geography and culture for their ocs /silly...

That was off topic, and now back to being on it. I need a name for the story. I've spent a long time writing it, and I want to see if this maybe would have a chance outside of my mind and friend group. I'll write a small summary of the story, but let me provide a bit of background for the characters, world, and other details around it.

On a faithful March 10th 2021, 12 year old me was playing Meep City. In a FNF party no less. I was playing as Hex, but his fun-sized one and called it "kid hex". The other person, who I'll call Advent since his full user at the time was something along the lines of "AdventureTwins11", motivated me to call the mini version of the basketball playing robot something else. "Give it a more original name" was basically what he said. I complied, and went through an extremely complex thought process.

Continuation under the cut!

Did I get you there? lmao His name was changed by one letter and one letter only. Into Nex. Past me was completely oblivious to me opening Pandora's Box. We were like "haha, this is so funny lmao" since it was stupid. A week or two later, I asked if I could make him a girl. Advent said that he was chill with the idea, so I went with it. Few more weeks pass, and then we stop abruptly. I didn't get why, just went with it.

Discord came into my life. Woooah storyy of undertale a lot of things happened that I would probably need to censor, but then one day a holy saviour called Amy (@.amysxnflower LOOKING AT YOU BITH) let me join their discord server in the late 2021s. Year later that server went down in flames, but they made a new server. One day, i don't remember if it's during or after the events of SBRP's downfall I made friends with one of the mods. And after another successful rotation around the sun on my daughter's side, I decided to start talking about my robots. That's kinda when everything changed, and here I am now, writing this tumblr post. Nex has changed from knockoff to only having a similar name, but now she's the deuteragonist of the story I'm in search of names for.

Alright, time for the ACTUAL story. It's incomplete and a rough layover of my plan, but it's what I have for it right now.

Yeah, ever had that one weird dream about... huh, meeting... another person that's like you? What? They... look and resemble you. Not the same person, but... The person that had this dream is called Shock Rai, the longest lasting creation of his creator. He and his younger sister Nex are both citizens of the town Southport, England. Today, they need to go out to get a new closet, because, uh... Nex somehow broke her old one. Shock doesn't even KNOW how that shit happened. Skip a walk to the closest furniture store, these two are rushing to look at the closets. Why? For no particular reason- Okay there was gonna be a storm and they'd die if they were out in that weather. However, the gods seem to not be a big fan of them, so they end up getting trapped in the furniture store. Deciding to just stay there until the storm heads out and the sun peaks through, they just kinda hide in a place that not many employees would head to based off of their observations. And after a lot of sibling arguing, Nex manages to go off on her own to look around. She finds... a closet. Not like the others, but when she opens it, it's just an empty void. She called over to Shock, and they both crawled in, walking... in a 1.5 ft wide closet. How? They don't know, it didn't add up in their mechanical little brains. ...Then a drop. A few bangs to the head, and... wait, why are they... in a completely different city? Why did they land in an alleyway overgrown with plants? This isn't their world. It was like the dream that Shock had, there were... other robots there. Like them. Nervously and hesitantly, they began walking around, not straying too far from both each other and their landing spot. That's when the hier of the nation saw them both.

Looking back on what I just wrote, what the actual HELL. Anyways, yeah, Shock and Nex are the protagonists of my little story that I'm writing. Here's what they look like, stolen STRAIGHT from their Art Fight references (i'm not good at art, i know):

Yeah, artistic confidence is NOT skyrocketing right now. Anyways, please, do tell me, how do you want this story to be named?

[maskedinfinate]

Hey guys sorry for not posting art for a while or like doing literally anything on my tumblr for a while i havent switched platforms or anything hellsite is my home despite it being a total wreck (like me) i just dunno if some stuff i draw isnt tumblr worthy but I've got some art ideas i could possibly post since last year was a whole craze with fnf and stuff, which, i fondly look back on, i was thinking maybe i could draw my old sona again but heres the thing i have recently discovered i am transmasc, and would rather present masculinely for the most part, so how about a little redesign of that funksona of mine AGAIN hopefully i'll remember to actually draw it, and have enough motivation to since recently shits been a bit rocky and difficult, if i actually just forget or something just remind me or smth lmao (if you're interested ig) but yeah again sorry for not posting much but i'll try to reblog and post more funy stuff

[cuti-romeros]

A lovely anon in my inbox yesterday mentioned that Gary went on a political podcast earlier this week, and as ever, Jamie came up several times

(Separately, Gary is a magnetic speaker and it was fascinating listening to the full interview, so I would highly recommend it to anyone interested)

But I’ve listened to the full two hours in case you don’t plan to, and here are the carraville bits you came for:

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On being nervous to be on a political podcast (21:35)

MNF in particular, that minute or two before we go on air. It’s live, four hours…You certainly don’t know what’s going to come out of Carragher’s mouth next. And absolutely, he doesn’t know what’s gonna come out of his mouth next. So you’re always a little bit on edge, thinking you’ve got to be ready. And I think it’s a good thing sometimes.

On growing to like London (25:40)

I spend a lot of time down here now. Actually, I stay at the Corinthian, just around the corner... Me and Carragher. I mean, honestly... [host interjects something] I know, Carragher, he's drinking red wine, he writes for The Telegraph, he's staying in Whitehall. Fucking hell. He's from Bootle!

On whether people he's played football with share his political opinions (33:10)

Take Carragher. I mean, to be fair, I didn't like the guy at all when I played against him. And now, to be fair, we've become really good friends.

On joining the Labour Party (36:41)

I thought, to be fair, I was shouting my mouth off that much. And Carragher goes, "What are you fucking up to—" [to the interviewer] Do the Carragher accent, I can't do the Carragher accent. [interviewer does a not great impression of Jamie saying, "What are you doing? You can't talk about Labour without joining, of course you can't."] So I just thought I'd put my money where my mouth is.

On the interviewer asking, "Do you have [political] conversations with Carragher?" (53:01)

(Under a read more because there's still a lot from here)

(chuckling) You can't, can you, really? Difficult, that. [interviewer: "well I got the impression that he was quite Labour"] He is, he is very much. Very much Labour. Very much. Yeah. Absolutely. Can't not be, can he, from where he comes from. Also, I mean, you think about the way in which, sort of, the city of Liverpool and Merseyside view the Conservative Party. Phew. But do you know something, they aren't wrong are they, at times... They're wrong about a lot, but— (chuckles) No I don't have this type of conversation... He's furious as well. He's furious as well. He doesn't speak about it as much, not publicly either. But yeah, he's not happy. He retweets a lot, he posts out a lot. I think he went for Johnson last week, didn't he.

On him and Jamie calling out Partygate on Sky (54:04)

Yeah, it was FNF. We got a right bollocking for that. We have about a thousand complaints from Ofcom every fucking week. The amount of people who complain about me and Carragher, it's unbelievable honestly. It's fantastic. If we mention politics, we get a call, usually from the hierarchy at Sky... You never get a call to say, "well done, great show yesterday". But to be fair, they do get that many complains, the Ofcom then maybe get involved. We'll be told, you know, "make sure you're balanced"... We don't push it, because we accept it's a football audience that are, if you like, tuning in… We should, in our everyday lives, not be ignoring what's currently going on. We should be able to relate to it, particularly if there's a big event. I mean, if there'd been a no-confidence vote on the night of MNF, I don't we'd have come out alive, me and Carragher. I don't think they'd have let us on, I think they'd've cancelled the game!

On why England's Golden Generation failed (1:04:37)

When I look back then and think, the division between us—you know, me and Carragher, for instance... There were cliques.

On someone in football that's like Boris Johnson (1:10:49)

I've never met a guy like him in my life. I've never met—I've met some arseholes, don't get me wrong. I work with one regularly on Sky. (chuckles)

[s0merand0midi0t]

A few others shared their RWBY x FNF so I'm sharing my other idea (Yes it's gonna involve sonic.exe cause why not)

Friday night funkin': Team Rwby Tussle

General idea is this: Boyfriend and Girlfriend are in the kingdom of atlas *For safety reasons let's say Volume 7 ep 6-14 and the ENTIRETY of Volume 8 NEVER. HAPPENED. EVERRRRR....Okay? Okay. Okay? Okay. Back to the post* walking around casually looking for a place to eat , not really paying attention to their surroundings. As they're walking they just so happen to bump into team RWBY who was doing the exact same thing and then the dialogue starts.

*BGM*:

Dialogue *I know bf and gf don't have canonical names but for the sake of this. They will,alright?!*:

*Keith and Cherry are walking down town and talking to each other*

*cut to team RWBY who was also walking while ruby was talking*

R: So then I was like *Fake gunshot and fighting noise*

*The others laugh*

R: But that's not even the best of it! Then after that i-

*Ruby and Keith bump into each other*

R: Gah!

K: Ah!

*They both fall back*

Both: Ow!(Beep!)What the hell?!(Bop Beep Bo?!)

*Team WBY and Cherry look at the 2*

R: Yo! What-!

*Ruby looks up*

R: Oh geez. Sorry, I kinda got wrapped up in my stories again

C: Oh don't worry w-

C: Hang on...don't I recognize y'all?

*The team looked confused*

Blake: what do you mean?

*Keith got up and looked them*

K: Bee(Hey)...Beep Skedibo da bo!(Hey wait a second!)

K: *Clears throat* Aren't you 4...You're team RWBY right?!

*Everyone looked shocked*

Yang: You recognize us?!

C: Recognize?

C: We're big fans of you 4!

B: Really?

W: Huh...we have fans

*Keith Chuckles then gets an idea*

K: Hey since we've ran into each other.

K: Would you 4 be willing to do rap battle with me?

*they looked shocked*

W: Well

B: I dunno about that...

R: Oh come on guys! They're fans of ours!

R: Besides,this day's been booooriiiing! All we've been doing is walking around all day!

Y: Hmmm...she is right.

Y: Maybe a rap battle would liven things up a little!

W: Well I AM musically inclined

B: Ehhh...Alright you've convinced me.

*Ruby Smiles*

R: We accept your offer...uh..what's your name exactly?

K: The names "Keith .XML"!

R: Weird last name but alright *Ahem* We accept your offer Keith .XML!

R: Let's do this!

K: Yeah!

*End of dialogue*

Aaaand that's the dialogue!

I'd add more but I'm not typing out more scenes

MOD ITSELF NOW:

Week name:

RWBY Rumble

(Week 1)

Song list:

Ruby:

Red Rose

Petal burst

Weiss:

Reflection

Ice cold

Blake:

Shadows

Kitty claws

Yang:

(phase 1 Calm) Firecracker

(Phase 2 Angry) Solar flare

Gimmicks (Mod charts):

Ruby- Fast but predictable (Lane moves + SS and speeds up every time you miss and resets everytime you die)

Weiss- Summons can mess with your notes (Pull notes back or cover them)

Blake- Normal scroll speed but is unpredictable every time you lose (Can fake out her arrow placements)

Yang- (phase 1 calm) Double notes and some triple notes

(Phase 2 angry) either a note mechanic or dodge mechanic from ember celica

Cover songs:

Shotgun shell and Parasite (Entity/Agoti)- Yang

Worship and Prominade (MFM/Entity)- Weiss

HairBall and Headache (Kapi/Garcello)- Blake

TicTacFoe and Technicolor Tussle (Mangige matches/Indie Cross)- Ruby

Spectral and Ballistic(Vs Retrospecter/Whitty)- angry yang

Challenge-EDD (Fnf online)- Ruby feat. Cinder as Eduardo

Athazagoraphobia- Team RWBY V. Legion

AND MORE! (That I won't name)

Bonus songs:

Grimm- Salem

Bull horns- Adam

Sunbeam- Sun

NOW FOR THE SONIC.EXE PART!

Y'know how In FNFever they have 2 sections? One for normal songs and one for Halloween ones? It's that but it's a section for normal songs and a section for cover songs. The sonic.exe portion of the mod however is it's own separate mod.

I've got no new names for the specific songs, I've got some names for team rwby tho (Check out my Triple trouble team rwby post for info about that):

Blueflame yang- vol 5-6 Yang as fleetway

Miss B- vol 5-6 Blake as lord X

Yenk- Vol 1 yang as sanic

Fakerose- Vol 1 ruby as faker

Wess- vol 1 Weiss as sunky

Penny doll- vol 1-3 penny as tails doll

And more!

Mod references (in terms of remixes):

Arrowfunk

D-sides

B3

Neo

Corruption (not pibby)

Soft

Crystalized

Mad com

BG references:

Mods (like starlight mayhem, rising volume, madness combat)

Camp camp ref

RvB ref(which I've never seen)

Nomad of no where(Which I've also never seen)

There's more but let me know what y'all think.

[jubilantwriter]

It All Began with a Big Crash

(AO3)

Summary:  It's the one year anniversary of Boyfriend and Girlfriend's growing relationship, and Boyfriend absolutely, totally, DID NOT forget that today is that special day. And yet, that one single DID NOT FORGETTing leads to a domino effect, resulting in quite possibly one of the best nights of their lives.

After all, what's the point of a performance if no one's having fun during it?

Word Count: 7154

(A/N:  Happy 1st Anniversary of Friday Night Funkin’!  I literally wrote and edited this all in one day.  Got home at midnight, started writing, and then I posted it at 10 am, took a nap, went to work, AND NOW I’M HERE ON TUMBLR :D  Anyway, FNF has been a big comfort for me these past months, so it’s only fitting that I put myself through hell to get this little bit out.  I hope you all enjoy!)

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Now, Boyfriend isn't a forgetful man.  This thought crosses his mind as he stands up abruptly after paying for his lunch and racing for the door.

"Be-!"

"Eep!"

CRASH .

But sometimes things... slip from his mind, and while he's not one prone to panic, THIS is something worth panicking over.

"-EP.  SHIT.  SORRY!"

"My dishes!"  A blonde server kneels on the ground, surrounded by the clumsy carnage created by Boyfriend inadvertently crashing into her on his rush out.  She glares accusingly at him as the boy jogs in place.  "Again, really?!"

"Sorry, sorry!"  He waves his hands in front of him before looking over his shoulder.  "I'll pay for the dishes and shit uh, later!"  He dashes out the door as she calls out behind him.

"That's what you said LAST time!"

Well, last time he was dirt poor, but now that he's pretty famous around town, he's actually got the moolah to pay for damages!  So yeah, next time!

...Is what he meant to tell her, but he's already busting into the conveniently placed flower shop, panting as he looks around wildly for help.  The florist in question glances at him completely unbothered by his entrance.  

"Forgot an important date again?" she quips, staring back down at her phone as she drapes herself over the counter.

"BAP!" he says defensively, because he DIDN'T forget!  It just... slipped his mind a little.  In his defense, he'd gotten so used to being with Girlfriend that it felt ... normal!  Like they've been together for YEARS and being with her just felt so right, and every day was the greatest day of his life because he had her by his side.  So yeah, maybe the days slipped past him in a blissful sort of way, like when he gets super focused on his music or some arbitrary task, and the hours slip by and suddenly it's the next morning!  It's kind of like that, but with a girl who makes him smile and laugh and forget that life is supposed to be difficult and hard, and not fun and invigorating.  And to think they've only been together for a year...

...A year.

...Wait.

Shit.

SHIT.

He's doing it again!

He bustles over and slaps a fifty on the counter.  "Bop!" he announces in a rush, tapping his fingers impatiently as the florist holds it up to the light. 

With a low whistle, she puts it back on the table.  "Wow, you're really going all out this time, huh?"  Before Boyfriend can respond to her sarcasm, the florist calls out to her partner in the back.  "Flower!  Miku's lil bro is back at it again, dropping a fifty and hoping for the best."

"Again?"  A husky voice makes its way over as a familiar bush of thick hair pops out from beyond the doorway.  "Boyfriend, you should know by now that apology bouquets are at least a hundred."

"Ba- skida- AUGH!  It's not an apology bouquet!"  He stomps his foot, irritated to break out the English but knowing full well it’s a matter that needs clear communication.  So not really a waste of words, just a waste of energy on two ladies who will give him shit regardless of the noise he makes.

"Oh yeah?  What's the occasion?"  The taller florist - Lily, hilariously enough - leans forward with a smirk as Flower keeps her deadpan stare.  

"It's for my anniversary!"  He crosses his arms and harrumphs as Lily whistles again.

"Damn, and you didn't invite us to the wedding?  Harsh."

"No, not that-!  Ugh, you know what I mean."

"Do we?"  Lily and Flower exchange a look before Lily's smirk widens.  "I dunno, you don't give us the dirt anymore.  Remember when you'd come in here all the time, red in the face trying to get apology bouquets for that one boy?  What's his name-"

"Pico," he answers, a bit flustered as the memories rush through his mind before shaking his head, "and he liked them all, by the way!  But this isn't about him-"

"No, it's about your new girl, right?"  Flower cuts in, leaning against the doorway with a bored expression.  "What's her favorite color?  It's not green, is it?"

"It's red, and please can you make it quick?  I dunno when she wants us to meet up, so...!"  He flashes them two thumbs up and is about to bounce, but Lily grabs the collar of his shirt with a chuckle.

"Not so fast, dumbass."  She pulls him back to the counter as he whines pathetically.  "You really think a fifty is enough for an anniversary bouquet?"

Oh no.  He starts to sweat, feeling his wallet tremble in fear.  They're doing it again.  "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean, Flower?"  Lily turns back to the shorter florist as the other makes a thoughtful hum.

"One hundred, at least."

"Yeah, at least one hundo."  Lily holds her hand out.  "C'mon, cough it up, shorty."

This is beyond unreal, but at the same time, it is completely expected from people who teased him relentlessly since he was a kid.  "If it wasn't for Miku, you guys wouldn't even be here!"

"We're only here because of convenience, please."  Lily snorts as the boy continues to struggle.  "So you aiming for an apology bouquet or an anniversary bouquet?"

"Just cut me a deal, please?  For old time's sake?" He clasps his hands together and bats his eyelashes.  "I'm still that cute little kid who used to pretend to be like Miku!  Who could forget good ol' Mikuo?"

"One hundred."  Flower cuts off the potential reminiscing and steps up to the counter.  "Or it's an apology bouquet."

Grumbling miserably, Boyfriend digs around in his pocket and manages to snag something.  He pulls out his hand and counts out four quarters.  Quietly, he puts it on top of the fifty.

Flower and Lily both look at it silently.

"...Well," Flower begins, slowly taking the money, "I did say one hundred."

Roll with it roll with it roll with it-

"Yeah, and uh, four twenty-fives makes one hundred, right?"

"What, are we speaking French now?"  Lily asks with a sneer.

"No," Boyfriend begins, blinking slowly, "pretty sure we're speaking English." 

"Oh my god."  She slaps her hand over Flower's.  "We are not doing this."

"I gave you one hundred," he argues, sweating miserably as he turns up the confidence.  

"He did give us one hundred," Flower agrees.

"You are not giving this to him.  You know he didn't even plan this!  He's too stupid to pull a slick move like that!"

Boyfriend just smiles and gives them a double thumbs up.

"It's not like anyone else is gonna be coming in to give us another job."  Flower hums and stows the money in the register, much to Lily's chagrin.  "And besides, if I get bored making it, I'll just take a nap."

"Flower-!"  Before Lily can protest even more, Flower disappears into the backroom, no doubt to either work on the bouquet or take that nap.  Lily turns back to Boyfriend and glares, jabbing a finger against his chest.  "Be back here in a few hours.  You're taking whatever the hell she makes for you, stingy little bitch."

"That's all I have on my person!"

"We accept credit and debit."

"I have bills to pay."

"You're such a little-!"  Lily makes a strangling gesture with her hands before grabbing and shaking him.  "You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

"I'm trying!"  He backs up and shoots the tall florist finger guns before vacating the premises.  Okay, one thing down.  Next: chocolates.  Easy-peasy.  What place sells heart-shaped boxes of chocolates and other cutesy, anniversary items?

Boyfriend makes a beeline for the local grocery store and spends only a total of thirty minutes there, making the proud purchase of a box of chocolates, a little teddy bear holding a heart, and even a balloon that says, "I Love You".  Score!  Damn, he's doing great so far.  And it was such a quick purchase!  Maybe Miku's friends could learn a thing or two about making quick sales instead of harassing him over every little thing.

What's next, what's next...

A place for dinner, right!  Girlfriend loves the local bar.  Great food, a nice atmosphere, open mic nights, a server who's familiar with them...

A server that he crashed into and made her drop all those dishes to the floor... like that other time he did it to her and held up the service for a sizable amount of time...

He gulps.  Hm.  She's probably still mad at him too.  But uh, huh.  He's not sure what to do.  Maybe, maybe...

He takes out his phone and dials a familiar number.  It rings only twice before a gruff, annoyed voice answers on the other side.

"I'm busy, the fuck you want?"

Without missing a beat, he gets on his metaphorical hands and knees.  "Pico, can I ask a favor, please please pretty please?"

"Wow, English.  Must be desperate."   There's a loud crash on his end before Pico's voice yells at a pair of playful, young laughter.  "Hey- hey!  Watch it!"

"Pico, so uh, could you-?"

"Hey- give me that!"   More raucous laughter fills the line as Pico sighs.  "Sorry, Bee, don't think I can help ya today.  I was supposed to just watch these two kids 'til Lila came back, but then I got a call from a pal who needs help at her joint and- Skid, Jesus fucking Christ -"   There's some shuffling and a grunt as a playful squeal rings a little too close to the phone.  Pico continues as though nothing happened on his end.  "-and so basically I'm double booked for the night."

"Oh, okay."  He tries not to let the disappointment seep into his voice, but another sigh from Pico suggests that he heard it regardless.  

"Look, I'm real sorry, wish I could help, but a line's formin' and I can only do so much."   Pico grunts and a soft thump is heard.  Two voices chatter away distantly in the background, but Boyfriend focuses solely on Pico.  "Why?  What happened?"

"Well, today's me and Girlfriend's anniversary, and I wanted to take her out but-"

"Can't figure out a place to take her?  C'mon man, you- Jesus, you two, slow down, I'm comin'- you already know one."

"Yeah, the bar but-"

"What, ya worried about 'bout lines or somethin'?  I know it's busy and shit, but I'm sure Serv will get ya guys' a table easy.  It's just you two, you'll be fine."

"Okay, but-"

"Oh my GOD, what the HELL is THAT?!"  

A faint, childish voice answers Pico's horrified question as Boyfriend listens in.  "That's Moloch!"

"...MOLOCH?"

A roar sounds from Pico's side of the phone call.  The voice - uh, Skid, was it? - laughs excitedly.  "Yeah!  He's our friend!"

"He lives in Skid's attic!"

A demonic voice nearly blows out Boyfriend's eardrums.  "GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

"...Does your MOM know about this?!"

"Sorta!  She thinks he's a rat."

"Hey hey HEY, back OFF-!  Sorry, Bee, I'll call ya later!"  

The last thing he hears is another roar before the line hangs up.  Pico will probably be fine - he's handled worse after all, and even Boyfriend's faced off a demon or two!  Maybe three, if that Lemon Man those two kids were friends with counted as well.  Man, demons are just everywhere, huh?

...Speaking of demons.  There’s one demon he really should be focusing on.  Like getting their dinner date set up at her favorite bar in town.  Even though he’s probably on that bar’s shitlist for knocking over their number one employee again .

But Girlfriend really does love going to that bar, and if it's for her...  Fuck it, he'll suck it up and take whatever Server-chan's got against him.  He'll just challenge her to a quick rap battle, win, and THEN they can have a nice dinner!  Yeah, that's what he'll do.  Lily's words replay in his mind as he walks off to his apartment to change into something nicer.

"You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

Fuck yeah he will.

"Damn, after all these years, you still can't tie a tie."  Lily frets over his outfit as she helps him tidy up a bit.  A colorful ribbon now decorates the box of chocolates, tying it together with the teddy bear with the balloon also tied around its wrist.  He grabs the tied together present after she rolls his sleeves up to his elbow.

"Bouquet?" he asks hopefully as Lily dusts off his shoulders for the hundredth time.  

She huffs and shakes her head, blowing a stray hair out of her face.  "You're lucky Flower didn't take a nap halfway through.  It's her best work so far!  All for the low, low cost of $51, tax not included."

"There's tax?!"  He almost falls over, but Lily grabs him by the collar of his dress shirt.

"Chill out, we'll charge it to Miku's account."

"Oh, thanks."  He swats away her hands when she tries to tuck in the other half of his shirt.  "Fuck off, it's part of my style!"

"What, being sloppy?"

"The ladies love it."

"Your lady deserves better."

"But I'm the best there is!"

"Oh, God," Lily groans as her expression falls into despair.  "Egotism really does run in the family."

"Enough about the family ego," Flower pipes up, her hands full with a large, beautiful bouquet.  "These flowers need to be appreciated."

"Holy shit."  Boyfriend takes the entire bouquet, admiring the reds, pinks, and whites.  There's a smattering of small, lavender flowers here and there, making the other colors pop.  "Roses!" he points out, the only flower he recognizes.

"Yup, and there's also lilies, alstroemeria, and-"

"Don't waste your breath," Lily cuts in, covering Flower's mouth before she can list them all out.  "He won't remember any of the names."

A disappointed sigh escapes Flower, so he gives her the biggest grin he can muster.  "Yo, I still think it's hella bomb to look at.  I really think she'll love it!"

Flower perks up a bit, a small smile forming on her usually stoic face.  "...Cool."

"Alright, get outta here."  Lily shoves him back to the door with a grin.  "You got a hot date, yeah?  Go give her the night of her life!"

"Yeah!"  He waves to the pair before leaving.  "Gonna have a great night at the bar!"

Lily's smile falters as Flower's smile immediately disappears.  "...The what?"

"See ya!"

"Wait, Boyfriend!  You're taking her out to the fucking BAR?!"  

He doesn't have the time to turn back and answer Lily, so he goes along his merry way, bouquet clutched tightly against his chest with the bear.  Hopefully the incident from earlier today has been swept away.  He really doesn't want to have a rap battle with Server-chan, but if he has to...

"Boyfriend!"  A sweet, melodic voice pulls him from his thoughts as he looks over to see his beautiful, wonderful Girlfriend.  Her iconic look now sports a sleek, black jacket reminiscent of her mother's own jacket.  It looks stunning on her, and a soft, longing "beep" escapes him as she giggles and kisses his cheek.  "Hey, hun.  Happy anniversary!"

"Happy anniversary!"  He holds out his gifts for her to take, and he delights in her unabashed joy as she takes them.

"Oh!  This teddy bear is so cute, and these flowers are lovely!"  Another giggle escapes her as she points at the bouquet.  "Roses!"

"That's what I said!"  They both share a laugh before her smile settles into something soft and relaxed.

"Now I wish I got you something too..."  Girlfriend pouts a bit, but he kisses it away with a grin.

"Hey, don't sweat it!  Lemme spoil you for the night instead."  He offers her his arm, and she happily loops hers with his.  They walk into the bar together and are met with a familiar face standing behind a podium.  Despite being the hostess, Cassette Girl keeps her iconic cap on as she notices them and greets them with a lazy smile.

"Wooow," she drawls out, giving Boyfriend a knowing grin.  "Back again so soon?  And after that huge fuss you made."

"Fuss?"  Girlfriend gives Boyfriend a curious look.  

"Uhh, beep bah."

"Didn't tell her about your mishap, huh?"  Cassette Girl raises an eyebrow and shakes her head.  "Well, if you wanted to know, Serv got it figured out.  Called in a favor last minute, and luckily he was nice enough to help out."  

"Sorry about that," he says sheepishly, and Cassette Girl merely shrugs.

"It's whatever.  Not the first time you messed her up real good.  And besides, you're not even the first person to make her crash and burn for a hot minute."  

"Is this still about the fuss you guys are talking about?"  Girlfriend looks between the two as Cassette Girl chuckles.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it.  Lemme take ya to your seats.  Bar or nah?"  

"Nah, it's our anniversary date today!"

"And you guys are spending it here?”  She pauses for a second in thought before shaking her head.  “Alright."  Cassette Girl takes it in stride and seats them near the miniature stage.

"Oh, is it open mic night tonight?"  Girlfriend sits down, already excited for the night as Cassette Girl chuckles and hands them the menus.

"Nah, originally we had a band booked tonight, but their back-up vocalist got injured, so they called it off last minute.  It's gonna be a quiet night instead."

"Aww."  The pout on Girlfriend's face lasts only a second before her smile returns.  "Oh well!  Sometimes quiet is nice too."

"Right you are.  Anyway, your waiter will be with you guys in just a sec, so take your time.  We're not too busy tonight, so feel free to cause more havoc."  She flashes a grin before walking back to her station.  

Girlfriend waves goodbye and turns back to Boyfriend with a smile.  "Cassey is so nice!  I wish we could talk to her more."  

"Maybe we'll catch her on the street one of these days."  He cracks open the menu, perusing the contents before deciding on getting his usual.

"Maybe!  Should I try something new tonight?"

"Wouldn't hurt."

"But I don't know what to get..."

"Maybe we can ask the waiter?"  He looks around for their supposed waiter, but all he sees is an unimpressed Pico standing at their table.  "Oh!  Pico!  You're dressed like a waiter!"

True to his observations, Pico is dressed similarly to Server-chan; a black long sleeved shirt replaces his usual green sweater, and a pair of black slacks replaces his usual beige cargo pants.  The only splash of color on his outfit is the bright orange apron that all servers seem to wear as per uniform, and it absolutely clashes with Pico's own bright, red hair.  

"That's because I am the waiter, dumbass."  The bite from his remark is lost from the tired slump of his shoulders, and the ginger begins to resemble Server-chan with each passing second.  "At least for tonight.  She called me in for a favor, and I agreed to help."

The conversation from earlier today pings in Boyfriend's memory.  "Is this what you meant when you said you were double booked?"

"Yeah.  Told me some blue-haired douchebag steamrolled her on his way out, and she ended up breaking a whole buncha dishes.  She went out to go replace the whole set, so I'm coverin' for the rest of her shift while she takes care of it.  Now that I think about it," Pico fixes him with a stern, knowing glare as Boyfriend shrinks under his sharp eyes, "I kinda already know about a certain blue-haired douchebag."

"I'll pay her back, I promise."  

"You fuckin' better."  Pico looks over to Girlfriend and offers her a tired grin when she waves cheerfully.  "Hey, Red, he treatin' ya well tonight?"

"Yup!  He got me chocolates, a bear, a balloon, AND a bouquet!"

"Really spoilin' ya there."

"Only the best for Gigi, right?"  He nudges Pico playfully, the earlier irritation already melting away from his expression as he rolls his eyes and ruffles Boyfriend's hair.

"Yeah yeah.  Ya guys ready to order?"

Pico takes their orders and departs quickly, the couple watching him disappear somewhere in the bar as their collective thoughts gather on one thing only.

"Mm, Pico should wear uniforms more often, huh?"

"It definitely looks flattering on him."  They both hum before taking sips from the water Pico had set down earlier while taking their orders.  With no ginger to distract them, Girlfriend's attention centers back on Boyfriend as she smiles.  "Thanks for taking me out here for dinner!  I know it's not easy for us to go out on dates since my parents still hover, so I'm really happy that we went out like you planned!"

"Oh yeah, totally."  His easy grin hides the absolute panic he had for the entire half of his day when he realized he had nothing planned.  "I wish I could treat you out for something better, but nothing else is really happening around this time of year-"

"Except for Spooky Month!"  Two voices pipe up out of nowhere as the costumed duo surprise the couple.  

"Oh, goodness, hello!"  She laughs as Skid and, uh, Pump?  Stand by their table looking curious.  "How have you two been?"

"Okay!  Mr. Pico has been babysitting us since Mom's been busy with her work stuff."  Skid bounces on his heels as Pump looks up more calmly.  "We wanted to introduce him to Moloch, but..."

"He didn't like him too much.  He said Moloch is more scary than spooky."  Pump sticks his tongue out and laughs.  "Silly Mr. Pico!  He does not understand that Moloch is our friend!"

"Moloch?"  Girlfriend hums as bobs her head in thought.  "That name sounds familiar.  There was a demon that went missing months ago by that name..."  

"Oh, weird!"

"Moloch came to us months ago too!  But now he stays in Skid's attic."

"It's like a sleepover every day!"

"That sounds like fun!"  She giggles as the kids bounce around her.

Boyfriend watches with a smile before remembering that “double booked” thing that Pico mentioned earlier.  Were these the kids he was watching when Boyfriend called…?  "So why are you guys here?  If Pico is supposed to be babysitting you guys, but is working here instead..."  Boyfriend wonders how Pico manages to balance so many jobs at once.  He himself can barely handle the one!  

"Mr. Pico said that he didn't trust Moloch and wanted us to stay somewhere safer."

"Which is weird, because Moloch is our friend!  But it made him happier, so we came here with him."

"It's boring here, so Pump and I have been teaching lots of people how to spooky dance!"

"Oh?"  Girlfriend indulges them and smiles as they crowd closer to her.  "Can you show me too?"

"You don't know the spooky dance?"

"We should show her!"

"It goes like this!"  The pair of children do a little dance for her, and a happy laugh escapes her as she watches.  Boyfriend leans back and enjoys her happiness as the kids continue to chat with her.

"That looks like fun!"

"You can do it too!"  Skid tugs on her hands, and it's enough to get her to stand up.  "Just hold out your hands like this-"

"-and then you move like this!"  The two of them demonstrate one more time before looking at Girlfriend expectantly.  It takes her a few times, but the kids are surprisingly patient and more than happy to show her as many times as she requests until she gets it right.  The sight of her having so much fun melts his heart, and he sighs as he watches her enjoy herself.  

"Damn, look at you, meltin' into the table."  

Boyfriend nearly slams his face against the table, making Pico guffaw as he puts their meals on the table.  "Dude!"

"What?  Just spittin' facts.  Hey!"  Pico's hands come to rest on his hips as he glares at the kids.  Both Girlfriend and Boyfriend exchange a look, hiding their amused grins behind their hands as Pico takes on his caretaking role.  "Skid, Pump, what did I say 'bout botherin' the customers?"

"Uhh..."  The two kids freeze in place, looking at each other before looking at Pico.  "Don't?"

"And what are you two doin'?"

"Bothering your friends!"  Pump grins as Skid nods in agreement.  "They are not customers, right?"

A puff of a laugh escapes Girlfriend as Boyfriend nudges Pico.  "Yeah dude, we're your friends, not customers.  We should get a de-"

A glare is enough to silence Boyfriend, but Girlfriend's composure quickly falls apart as a fit of giggles escapes her.  Pico ignores her as he focuses his attention on his two charges.  "They're still customers."

"But it's boring here!"

"Yeah, it's too quiet.  You said there'd be music!"

"But there's no music, except for the soft elevator music."

"But that's boring too."

Both boys pout as Pico sighs and massages his temples.  "Look, I didn't know the band would cancel today.  After I'm done here, we can do something fun , okay?"

"Like getting candy?"

"Yeah, like gettin' candy."  The two kids cheer and run off somewhere before Pico can stop them.  "Hey-!"

"Damn, Pico, I didn't think you'd be good with kids."  Boyfriend snickers as he eats a fry, watching as Pico sighs for the umpteenth time.

"You call that bein' good with kids?"

"It's better than I'd ever expect outta you."

"Rude little bitch."  Pico snatches a few fries and chomps on them, ignoring Boyfriend's protests.  

"When do you get off, Pico?"  Girlfriend spins her fork around in her pasta before feeding the first bite to Boyfriend, keeping her eyes on Pico as the ginger hums thoughtfully.

"Technically nine, but I gotta watch the kids 'til ten.  That's when Lila comes back from her shit."

"Do you wanna come over for movie night?"  She looks over to Boyfriend who nods in agreement.  Pico laughs and shakes his head.

"Ain't this supposed to be ya guys' anniversary date?  Why the hell am I bein' invited?"

"'Cause it's more fun when you join us!"  Boyfriend pipes up, making his eyes go wide with hope, knowing how much of a sucker Pico is for his puppy dog eyes.  Like he predicts, Pico grumbles and looks away, a slight blush to his cheeks as he tries to regain his composure.

"Touchin', but nah.  It's y'all's day.  It's not my place to interrupt."  

"You wouldn't be-!"  A ringtone goes off in the middle of her sentence.  Girlfriend pauses, taking her phone out as her smile vanishes.  "Oh, just a minute."  She leaves the table quickly as she answers her phone with a faint, "Hi, Daddy..."

"Hm."  They watch her go outside before Pico turns back to Boyfriend.  "I hope you have somethin' really good planned for tonight."

"Well, I don't have anything planned, per se-"

"Oh for fuck's sake-"

"But!  Movie night is gonna be a thing!  Or, was."  Boyfriend frowns, not liking how it was her dad who called her.  Knowing him, he could be asking her to come home earlier than planned, ruining their romantic movie night.  "I was gonna play it by ear, y'know, in case something like that happens."

"Fair."  Pico crosses his arms and fixes Boyfriend with a stare.  "So how are you gonna save this night then?"

"Dunno yet."  Boyfriend bites his lip and scratches at the table.  "Like I said, I don't have much planned, so like..."  His eyes wander over to the stage.  A keyboard is the only instrument present on the stage alongside the stereos.  He blinks slowly at the sight of it, a hum low in his throat.  

"What?  Ya suddenly got an idea?"  Pico follows his gaze and whistles low.  "Gonna sing a love song?"

"What?  No."  A pause.  "Maybe.  I dunno."

"You dunno?"

"I don't really have a song lined up."  But it would be perfect.  She loves it when he sings.  Or raps.  Or does anything really.  And she did seem a little disappointed when she found out that there wasn't going to be a show tonight...

"You're a rapper," Pico supplies easily.  "Just freestyle."

"But I don't have any beats."  Which is true, unless he gets some help.  His eyes wander up to meet Pico's gaze.  "...Can I ask a favor?"

"Shoot."

"You still beatbox?"

And Pico smirks.  "Only if ya got a plan."  

Boyfriend looks around the bar, his eyes landing on the Spooky Boys and Cassette Girl.  Music flows behind his eyes as he maps out the beats and flows on the spot.  Fingers tap out the rhythm he wants to follow, and Pico taps his foot in tandem.  "I think," he says, watching as Girlfriend comes back into the bar with a gloomy look on her face, "I've got a plan."

Pico leans forward, and Boyfriend quickly whispers it to him before shooing the ginger away.  When Girlfriend takes her seat, Boyfriend takes it upon himself to buy some time for Pico as he keeps Girlfriend's attention on him.

"Something up?"

"Oh, it's just Daddy."  Her frown deepens, and Boyfriend can feel his heart drop from the sight.  She shouldn't be unhappy on their anniversary - of course her dad would ruin things for her.  "He wants me to come home early, says he doesn't want me to stay over too late since he doesn't trust you to keep your hands to yourself."

"Tch.  Your old man needs to lay off."  From the corner of his eye, he sees Cassette Girl wander to some backroom, only to reappear with a few more coworkers as one of them takes over her position by the podium.  Pico follows her next, helping her set up a couple of mics as she tests out the keyboard.  The noises catch the attention of the patrons, including Girlfriend as she turns in interest at the ruckus.

"What's going on?  Oh, is there a show happening after all?"  A small smile forms on her lips as she watches the prep.  "I wonder who they managed to get!"

"Yeah, I wonder."  Boyfriend lets her watch them for a second longer before taking her attention again.  "So how long can you stay out?"

"Mmm, at most, maybe an hour?  Daddy's imps will come and pick me up, regardless of where I am."  She puffs her cheeks out, which would normally be cute if she wasn't so distressed.  "Mommy was okay with me spending the night!  But Daddy won't even let me stay before midnight, so that ruins movie night..."

"Hey, don't worry about it.  We can always have movie night whenever."  He reaches over and takes her hand, giving it a firm, comforting squeeze.  

"But today was supposed to be our day."  She frowns again, holding onto his hand as she sighs softly.  "We were supposed to have a nice night doing whatever we wanted.  And now that's going to be ruined because my dad is being... himself again."

Random beats start playing.  It takes them both by surprise as they turn around to see Pico messing with... some kind of pad?  Is that a launchpad?  Cassette Girl shakes her head and points to some buttons before Pico nods and- ah.  So he didn't steal it from someone.  Clearly, it was Cassette Girl's own device.  

"What are they doing?"  Girlfriend watches with more interest as the two kids clamber onto the stage, Pico talking to them softly as they nod along to whatever he's saying excitedly.  He wags his finger like a metronome, and the boys both follow its movement before nodding furiously as he grins and pats the tops of their heads.  As Pico looks up from the boys, he meets Boyfriend's gaze and gives a small nod before standing up.

"They're getting a show ready for you."  Boyfriend grins when Girlfriend looks over to him bewildered.

"What do you mean, for me?"

"Heeeellloooo, everyone!"  Cassette Girl speaks into the microphone with her familiar drawl, getting the patrons to quiet down as they watch with rapt attention.  "Now, as you know, our booked gig for tonight ended up cancelling, but at the very last minute, we managed to snag another performer instead!  You may be familiar with his bright blue hair and obnoxious voice," a rumble of laughter rolls through the crowd, but he takes it all in stride as he waits for the intro to end, "but he's gotten pretty famous throughout these parts for his amazing freestyle rap!  Dedicated to his lovely Girlfriend of one year, we have Mr. Boyfriend, here to perform for one night only!"

"Boyfriend?!"  Girlfriend's eyes widen in excitement as he stands from his seat, grinning confidently as he winks to her.  It's not often he gets to perform for the sake of performing, so he wants to make this the best performance she's ever seen.

"You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

As if he wasn't.

He takes the offered microphone from Cassette Girl as she takes her place behind the keyboard.  

"Heya, folks!"  He waves out to the crowd as the people who recognize him from his many rap battles cheer him on.  Girlfriend cheers from the crowd, for once enjoying the show as just a normal person, instead of being in the thick of it.  "Like Cassey said, this show is dedicated to my Girlfriend.  I started this whole career for her, and if it weren't for her, I never would have found this flow in my life.  I love her more than any song can convey, so I hope a show's worth of songs can get the message along.  Now are you ready to get funkin' lit?!"  

The crowd erupts into cheers as Girlfriend stands and cheers the loudest, her smile wide and bright as she pumps her fist in the air.  They wait for the crowd to calm down before Pico starts his beatboxing.  The beat begins slow, the notes sounding familiar as recognition settles on Girlfriend's features.

"Yo," he begins, holding the microphone close to his lips as he gets into the beat, "it's the remix."   Pico's beatboxing continues before Cassette Girl joins in with her keyboard.  The beat plays from the launchpad as the beatboxing ends, and that's his cue to start rapping.

"Don't look complacent, wearin' those rags, you ain't adjacent.  Lookie, I'm fly, and you look basic.  Look in her eyes, and I feel like takin' it for the win."   He meets Girlfriend's gaze with a grin as he waves his hand back and forth, pumping the crowd up as he continues to rap.

"Her dad be evil, no twin.  Skin purp' like the Sprite, sippin'.  He open his yap and you wouldn't believe it's the sound of an angel when he spittin'."   At Pico's cue, Skid and Pump join in with a chant of, "Go man go!  Go man go!"   They keep it up as Boyfriend continues to rap, the energy high and exciting as he performs for fun.

"Even though he look like a demon, hold my blue nuts as I battle for the takin'.  Of this girl, I just wanna hold her hand.  Look in our DM's and it's like candy land."   Boyfriend kneels on the stage and gestures for Girlfriend to come closer.  Without missing a beat, Girlfriend makes her way over, her head bobbing in time to the rhythm as she smiles blissfully.

"Yo, I really can't bust when her evil ass dad tryna make my ass be grass.  So I got one shot, learned to spit real hot, and it might just go like this."   As he takes her hand, he pulls her onto the stage and the Spooky Boys go quiet for his next lines.

"I don't mean no disrespect, but there's something about her I can't let go.  Baby, you know that I love you, even though my balls are blue."   The joke gets a giggle from Girlfriend, and it takes all his willpower not to stop rapping just to kiss her right there.

"I want to spend my life with her, even if her dad is evil or some shit.  Now spit it like this: we gettin' freaky on a Friday night, chyeah!"  The crowd goes wild as he scoops Girlfriend up in one arm, cradling her against his body as he continues to rap.  Her arms wrap around his neck as she leans against him, warm and happy in his embrace.

As she should be.  

The Spooky Boys return with the chant, pumping the crowd up some more as they cheer loudly with the rap.

"I just want to hold her tight, chyeah!  Her hair, her eyes, her thighs, yeah.  If I die, it'll all be worth it.  Just to get a chance to show she's worth it!"  He sways with the beat, watching as the crowd gets into the performance.  Besides him, Cassette Girl is grinning, nodding her head to the beat as she plays the mellow tunes on her keyboard.  Pico meanwhile focuses his attention alternating between beatboxing and playing the right beats on the launchpad, all while paying attention to the song and directing when the boys start and end their chant.  Despite the amount of tasks on his shoulders, he holds himself high and proud, enjoying himself with a smile as he moves with the beat.  Even the kids are enjoying themselves, bouncing on the spot and watching Pico intently for his cues.  A part of Boyfriend wonders if they're even paying attention to the lyrics or if they're too engrossed in the beats and sounds coming from the keyboard and launchpad to even care.

Not that it matters.

All that matters is that they're all having fun .  He looks out into the crowd and sees smile upon smile as they're all enjoying themselves to the music.  This.  This is what performing is all about.  The energy, the enjoyment, everyone losing themselves to the music and forgetting their woes and worries for even just a minute-

That's what makes it all so worth it.

He raps the chorus one last time before letting the beat peter out, Pico ending the song with his beatboxing increasing in tempo before ending it abruptly.  The crowd continues their cheers as Boyfriend yells into his microphone.

"You guys ready for more?!"

There's no doubt in his mind that he will absolutely be banned from the bar after this show, just with how rowdy the crowd is getting.  But it's all worth it in the end as he nods to his friends to play whatever beat that comes to mind.  He'll come up with the lyrics on the fly, all of them dedicated to Girlfriend as he sets her down and holds her tight to his side as they sway together.

He doesn't know how long they go for.  All the hype and excitement pushes him to continue, and when he looks over to see if Pico or Cassette Girl or even the boys look just a little tired, he's surprised to see them too excited to even consider taking a break.  The night is filled with raps filled with jokes and love as the clock finally strikes ten.  

Time to end the show.

"Alriiiight, everyone!"  Cassette Girl takes the microphone back from Boyfriend, panting slightly as she gestures to the crowd that grew during the performance.  "Unfortunately, that's it for this show!  Thanks for watching, hope you enjoyed your meals, and please, come back again when we host another gig or open mic!"  The crowd applauds as they all bow.  Cassette Girl pats his shoulder with a grin and turns back to help Pico clean up.  Girlfriend clings to his side, giggling and burying her face against his neck.

"Ohhh, that was so much fun!"  Her giddiness makes him laugh as he hugs her tight, covering her face in kisses as he breathes for the first time since the performance began.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Are you kidding?!"  She laughs and picks him up, twirling them together in a circle before cuddling him midair.  "That was the most fun I've had in ages!"

"I'm glad," he admits, relief washing over him that their night was a success after all.  "Sucks we didn't finish our dinners though."

"I can get boxes for them."  Pico shows up next to them, both kids curled up in his arms as they cling to him.  "Or, uh, I can get Cass to get 'em for ya."

"Aww, are they tired?"  Girlfriend sets Boyfriend down to take a look at the kids.  "They did a really good job tonight!"  Skid lifts his head up, a tired but bright smile on his face as he giggles.

"That was fun!  I wanna do it again, Mr. Pico!"

"I'll think about it.  Remember what we promised before the show?"

"No repeating the bad words around mom," both boys respond, although Pump's words are muffled against Pico's shirt.  He chuckles and nods towards the couple.  

"I gotta get these kids home.  You guys get some rest too."

"We will."  Boyfriend stretches, feeling worn out from the show.  

"See ya."

"Bye, Pico!"  Girlfriend waves as Pico walks off, the two kids waving from Pico's arms.  "He really is good with kids, even if he won't admit it."

"He's always been protective of them."  They both hum, the thought sobering them a bit as they watch the ginger disappear in the crowd.  "We should visit him later and make sure he's okay too."

"Sounds like a plan."  Girlfriend smiles and takes his hand, swinging their arms between them.  A waitress comes by quickly, helping them pack their barely eaten dinners and shooing them out of the bar.  As they leave, Boyfriend passes by Server-chan, her expression still looking exhausted as their eyes meet.  But despite this, she smiles when she sees him, and he hopes she had fun too during his show.

He and Girlfriend walk for about five minutes before a limo pulls up beside them.  She sighs and turns to hug him tight, her face buried in his shoulder before she kisses him softly.

"Thanks for the lovely night," she whispers, soft and tender as the warmth from her cheek seeps through his shirt.  "It really was the best night of my life."

"I'm glad then," he whispers back, pressing a kiss to her temple.  "'Cause I'm gonna make sure I make every night the best night of your life from now on."

She giggles, pulling herself away reluctantly before climbing into the limo.  He watches as it drives away into the night, leaving him alone.

The night air is cold and brisk, but he finds himself warm regardless.  A smile wide and bright on his face as he stuffs his hands into his pockets, a tune coming out in the form of a whistle as he walks home.

What a night to remember.

[earthnashes]

"Kaela."

She doesn't look up immediately at the sound of her name. Instead she gives a quiet "hm?" in response, keeping her eyes on the hand held between her own. She turns it over, this way and that, running the pads of her fingers across the wide expanse of Mal's palm, and while talons curl slightly at her touch they do nothing else.

Mal continues on with a wordless "mmph?" , but even then she gets her confusion across. What are you doing?, she was asking, but despite her questioning the woman doesn't pull away. She hadn't tried to at the start either; the moment Kaela sat beside her and grabbed her hand, the spirit simply stopped watching whatever it was on the laptop in front of her and turned to fully face the smaller girl, hand limp to let her do what she wanted.

Said hand stiffens when she traces over the tips of claws, still as a statue, and only relaxes again when she retreats to the safety of calloused knuckles. Kaela's eyes dart up to look at Mal and sees her watching their hands with more intensity than was necessary; her brows furrow alongside her tensing when Kaela passes her fingers over claws again, the tightness easing away as she bypasses them to press against the heartline of the palm. Kaela breaths a laugh; always so careful with her, even when doing nothing.

Still, Kaela asks a question of her own, "d'you want me to stop?" and resumes playing with Mal's fingers when the other simply grunts "no". In the resulting quiet, Kaela tries to think of an answer, but finds that she can't. She isn't entirely sure what's compelled her to do this either, simply following an impulse the moment it came when she sat down beside the spirit.

"... I don't know." She finally says as she presses a thumb into the edge of Mal's wrist, against the bone there. The larger woman twitches and mutters something in the roughness of her native tongue, and through her hold Kaela feels shoulders shaking slightly. She smiles a little; she wouldn't have guessed Mal was anything close to ticklish.

She presses again for a similar response as she tries for another answer, "I guess I wanted to be close to you."

It's true enough; outside of maybe Sakura, Kaela can't really say she has friends here, no one to simply sit with in the quiet of her apartment. It makes her stomach lurch a little and she tries not to think about it too much, how much she misses her brother, her friends back home on her island, and she lightly presses the nail of her thumb into Mal's skin as the thoughts come unbidden anyway.

Seeming to sense her sudden distress, Mal responds with words she can't understand; the accent is too sharp, otherworldly, what she says don't quite sound like words half the time. But her voice is warm as it is rough and Kaela doesn't need to understand what she says to know they're words of comfort. The rough pad of a thumb passes over her own and it's enough to get her to fully look up and into Mal's eyes. She sees understanding softening the burning gaze and she feels tears prickling at the back of her eyes for a split second.

The feeling passes, but in its wake curves a weak smile on her lips, and Kaela slides her palm against Mal's as she allows her hand to nestle there, allowing it to be held much like she had for Mal earlier. Her hand is small in comparison, barely able to cover the expanse of the other's palm, and Mal curls her fingers over hers loosely, so very careful with her claws as she squeezes gently.

It's almost like a hug.

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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ANOTHER FEATHERS AND FLOWERS PIECE! I wanted to do something for Mal and Kaela after that Sakura and Evangeline one I posted earlier, and this here's the result plus a short story blurb! Had a bit of a writer's block with this one though; originally, this was all supposed to be Mal discovering how much she loved chocolate when Kaela brings some home to her (to follow the theme of the last post) but it ended up in an entirely different direction, something (I hope feels) quieter.

So for some context! Mal and Kaela are chillaxin' in their tiny apartment when Kaela ends up playing with Mal's hands and the little story blurb happens. This takes place... mmm, I'd say somewhere towards the beginning of these two's friendship, sometime before Kaela gets to know Sakura and Evangeline as full-on friends. Long story short, Kaela was kinda lonely before meeting everyone, and this point is probably where she actually realizes that.

Anyway, the art! I'm super happy with how it came out, especially their posing and Kaela's hair; this is the first time I drew it down and out of its usual ponytail! All the better to convey the mood... and I thought it'd be pretty. <: Also yes, Mal is indeed shirtless here. I can't remember where I mentioned it, but unless she's going out in public it's common for Mal to entirely forgo wearing a shirt. It's more comfortable for her, specifically because of her wings. Kaela isn't much phased by this so there's no awkwardness to be had there. At least, most of the time anyway. >.>

But uhhhhhh, yeah! Some more Feathers and Flowers stuff! Thank you all so much for endulging me in creating content for this story; I really appreciate the feedback it's been getting thus far, and I'm having a lot of fun! ^.^ For those of you who're new to the party, FnF is an original story of my own making. If you're curious you can learn more about the characters, see more art, and read more of its lore at the current moment by CLICKING HERE!

But other than that, thank you so much for taking the time to take a looksie, and I hope you enjoy the art! <:

[kairi-chan]

“you’d look better with those clothes on the floor.” Borusara, try to doge this haha

Title: Guess Where

Rating: T

Genre: Romance / Humor 

A/N: A fourth wall fic for Chapter 8 of Functions and Feelings. 

He slinked through the halls of the studio with his hands in pockets and a strawberry flavored lollipop in his mouth. He shifted the candy in mouth from side to side with his tongue, casually nodding at the crew and staff who passed by him. 

Boruto didn’t even know why he was at the studio today. He wasn’t scheduled for a shoot until the following week, neither did he have a fitting or briefing. 

Why was he here? 

Ah, right. Because Sarada was scheduled for fittings today, and he wanted to see her. 

He smirked to himself, quite proud of how he even found out. It was all too easy, really. Just a simple text, asking her out to lunch. He was rejected, of course. When he whined and pushed further, he successfully irked her, which led to a long winding speech about how busy she was, and how her schedule was full for the week. He simply poked a little further until she ended up sending him a screenshot of her planner. 

His eyes went wide when he saw it: Tuesday, 11am, FnF gown fitting. 

Now that was a sight to see. 

Boruto knocked on the door a few times and waited. Now, he wanted to see her, but he wasn’t rude. His mother taught him better. He heard shuffling and a few quick steps until the door opened. He came face to face with the head costume designer. 

“Ah, it’s you.” He blinked down at the small woman with thick glasses, graying hair that was pulled neatly back into a clean bun. 

“Heya, oba-chan, Is Sarada–” 

“Of course she is, this is her dressing room,” the old lady replied curtly. 

His eye brow twitched. “A-ah. Of–of course.” 

She rolled her eyes and left the door open as she made her way back into the room. Boruto hesitantly let himself in. He walked cautiously, and looked around. There were racks of clothes neatly lined up the wall. Her vanity sat at the corner near the bathroom. He sat himself down on the couch, not daring to walk further and cross the dividers. 

“Who was that, Sami-san?” Sarada asked. 

“Oh, just one of your fanboys. Now, come here. Let me see how I can tighten that up on your bust a bit more.” 

“Oh, really? Ah-sure.” 

Boruto blushed. One of her fanboys? Suddenly, he felt his temper rise. Her fanboys were able to reach all the way to her dressing room? What the fuck was security doing? No one was allowed this deep into the studio without proper clearance. He grimaced. 

“How does that feel, dear?” 

Boruto heard fabric swishing around before Sarada finally responded. “Much better… gosh,” Sarada sounded breathless. “This is such a beautiful dress.” 

“Perfect for the next Hokage,” Sami-san declared proudly. “One of my best works, too.” 

“Do you think I can borrow it?” Sarada asked. “Maybe… Maybe I can wear it to Function and Feelings’ closing night. What do you think?” 

“Already thinking about that, huh? Still have a few more to shoot, don’t you think?” 

Boruto shrank on the couch. That’s right, he thought. Only two more and Functions and Feelings would be coming to a wrap. He felt quite sad, this was his first big break with Kairi’s stories, after all. 

“Well… we were already briefed how it would go…” Sarada mused. 

“Oh, you were? What did you think?” The old lady teased. 

Boruto felt his heart flutter. They hadn’t scheduled the shoots yet, but he was quite excited for it. Some of the scenes were just… out of this world. Something he had never done before. He took a peak at one of the studios being specially set up for one of the scenes, and it only enthralled him, making him far more anxious than ever to shoot. 

“I–well…” Sarada stumbled for words. “I–I don’t know. I just hope I can do it justice. It’s an important story, and a lot of people are waiting on it…” 

“I guess, so,” the old lady replied. “Well, Sarada, I’m all done here. Just hang up the dress on that rack. I have another matter to attend to.” 

“Okay.” 

Sami-san started walking and spotted Boruto on the couch. She smirked. “You have a guest waiting for you, dear.” She then turned to him and narrowed her eyes. “Don’t ruin my dress!” 

Boruto squeaked and nodded vigorously. Seriously. Sami-san could be scary.

“Huh?” Sarada emerged from the dividers, and her eyes widened as her gaze settled on her visitor. 

His lips parted, and he forgot how to talk. His heart forgot how to beat. Hell, he even forgot how to breathe. 

Sarada looked beautiful. 

She blinked a few times under his gaze, and her cheeks were tinted with pink. “Wh-what? Why are you looking at me like that? It’s not polite to stare, you–” 

“You look gorgeous,” he breathed. Upon realizing what he said, his cheeks colored, stumbled back, and flailed his arms around. “A-ah. What I mean is–you don’t usually wear a gown, and like, it’s just different, ya know? I didn’t mean like– yeah!” He forced a loud laugh, and choked on the lollipop in his mouth. 

Sarada was still watching him with her eyes wide, but then eventually started laughing. 

Once he recovered his breath, he straightened up and scratched the back of his neck. Boruto loved seeing her dark eyes twinkle with joy, and listen to her laugh. He could do it for the rest of his life.

“Hey, is that a lollipop?”

“Hmm? Ah, yeah.” He pulled it out of his mouth and grinned. “Want it?” 

Sarada scowled. “That’s disgusting, Boruto.” 

He laughed and ran his eyes down her figure. “Sure, but that dress is really something. You look… you look really pretty, Sarada.” 

“Th-thanks.” She looked away and fidgeted with the hem of her dress. 

After a few moments, Boruto smirked. “But you know, you’d look better with those clothes on the floor.” 

She gasped and hit his shoulder. “You pervert!” 

Boruto laughed and placed his arm around her shoulder. “Oh, come on. You know it’s true.” He winked. 

“You’re lucky Papa isn’t here.” She grumbled. Though her cheeks were still pink. 

He grinned and kissed her temple. “Sure.” Boruto placed the lollipop back in his mouth and said, “anyway, wanna grab some lunch?” 

Sarada gaped. “I told you, I’m too busy. I can’t leave the studio.” 

“Who said we were leaving the studio?” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “I made some arrangements on a certain set.” 

She quirked her eyebrow up but then it hit her. “W-wait. You mean you set up lunch in…” 

Boruto grinned. “You know it!” 

“How did you even–” 

“Let’s just say I gave up half my dignity to let the team let me borrow it for an hour,” he laughed nervously. 

Sarara squealed in delight. “Sure, just let me change.” 

“Sure, I’ll watch.” 

“Shannaro!” she screamed. “Get out of my dressing room!” 

A/N: Sorry I haven’t been posting, you guys. Been super busy at work and I really need to get my life together, ya know? Here’s a little something. Remembering FnF is about to end really pulls at my heartstrings, ya know?    

You can read more of my stories in my master post, or visit my FFnet!

[asiandra-dash]

Some FNF AUs

I have two AUs here I'm leaving out True Feelings for now because that's currently confusing as hell I was gonna add another but we don't talk about Bruno The Truth Behind the Love and Hate I'm so close to giving up on it but I refuse to because I love Bendy's design and I had an entire story thought out anyways back to the topic

Might update over time

I'm gonna use the split images I used for my blog to separate these two AUs if you're gonna read uh have fun :)

Genshin Impact

This is really long-

Some possible names are Friday Night Impact, Genshin Night Funkin, Genshin Night Impact, Genshin Night Groovin, and another name I forgot that I really liked :(

Characters at the time of this post: Boyfriend, Girlfriend, Pico, Senpai

This is just mostly random info on the AU

First off Senpai x BF isn't canon the art I made was out of boredom and really liked the designs I had, BF x GF is though and BF and Pico are regrettably exes I'm sorry but I kind of have something against that ship

Second all the art I currently have up on Tumblr of the design are outdated so don't look at those for references. I'll try to post some up to date art when I have the time and energy to draw them

SENPAI IS NOW A SWORD USER I CHANGED MY MIND ABOUT THE BOW JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HIM USING A BOW DIDN'T SIT RIGHT WITH ME I was originally gonna make him use a polearm but after thinking about it for a bit it didn't seem right either and the Catalyst and Claymore just- no

I'm still figuring out what would work best for Girlfriend. And being a demon and all, she surprisingly sometimes has trouble controlling her fire powers. When she does have problems she usually ends up setting something on fire, MOST OF THE TIME it's something in nature though (grass, trees, bushes, a plant) and Boyfriend has to try and put it out even though cryo probably isn't the most efficient way to put out a fire but HEY IT WORKS

Because of this Girlfriend often avoids using her powers in forests even when she's with Boyfriend

She almost set their house on fire once but we don't discuss that

Senpai has a little rose on his shoulder with vines that wrap around his arm and a little on the neck. It does get annoying sometimes since it has thorns but no one's gotten hurt from it, just a bit pricky, most of the time he doesn't feel it even though a bit of the vine is on his neck which is bare skin

I might make the rose fire-resistant because fighting against a pyro would make it the most aggravating thing in the world to deal with

If the rose is ever pulled off or something it grows back in about a week or so, if the vine itself is removed, however, it can take a month or more for it to grow back. The plant doesn't have the needs a normal plant does but Sen still waters it sometimes since it makes the flower look a little more alive, he doesn't mind getting the cloth a lil wet :) The flower/vine that is removed dies instantly

Pls don't remove it it's like his little comfort flower he's gonna be sad and pretty mad at you if you do :( His current record for how long the rose hasn't had to be replaced is two years and it's still going let's keep it that way

Pico is just there /hj he's an electro and uses a DAMN CLAYMORE BECAUSE THE CATALYST NO LONGER FEELS RIGHT SKJDKD

I don't know why but he gives me Electro vibes, but also Pyro. I asked some of my friends and Electro got the majority so

He's currently just kind of- there. Nothing special. I don't know what to do with him cause he's basically just Pico but with a different design, in Genshin, and no gun :/ Boyfriend is too, except he's got like a little bit? He's not as much of a dumbass anymore for the sake of being able to use his abilities without wreaking havoc

Oh yeahhh um oh I don't know what to do about the whole Pico's school thing yet I might come up with something later

OH YEAH VISION PLACEMENTS

Sen's is on the little thing that connects his cape thing (I think it's called a cape clasp?), Girlfriend's is on her hip hidden under the thing she wears over her dress, Pico's is also on the cape clasp, and Boyfriends is... His right earring? I guess?? Idk I never really thought about it till now which is kinda stupid and I usually draw it there.

Little story thing so Daddy Dearest wasn't happy with GF dating BF but after some time and convincing by GF and Mommy Mearest he finally moved on though he still has something against BF and occasionally tries to push him away

The pair was roaming one day and came across a little village that Sen was visiting at the moment and well looks like he was followed by some simps and got more while visiting

The singing battle did happen, but Sen managed to calm himself down before he did something absolutely reputation-shattering and just let them go. They did have an awkward encounter sometime later in life and Sen apologized. The pair took it, still sometimes a lil awkward between them though (I need to stop using lil I'm sorry-)

I have nothing for DD or MM. Absolutely nothing. They just exist.

I'm still trying to figure out who from the au knows who in the official game haha OH BOY-

Off topic but yall I was listening to the Rosaria and Beidou UTAU cover of Crucify we need more Genshin characters singing FNF songs it's beautiful I can't link the playlist I made rn since it's unlisted and on my personal email but I'll do it tomorrow if I remember

Who Killed Markiplier?

I'm still trying to think of a name

Characters right now: Senpai (Darkiplier), Boyfriend (Damien), Girlfriend (Celine), Pico (Colonel William J. Barnum aka Wilford Warfstache), Tankman (Detective), Daddy Dearest (The Chef)

More random info

OKAY OKAY I KNOW DARK SHOULD LOOK LIKE BF CAUSE WELL BF IS DAMIEN BUT I'M FUCKING AROUND WITH THE AU RIGHT NOW AND MIGHT MAKE THE MAYOR SEN INSTEAD SO THIS SHIT MAKES MORE SENSE BUT THEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH BF AKJSSKAJDSKA I MEAN HE COULD BE MARK-

Wait so that would make Sen and GF siblings but whatever

I'm still trying to figure out who the groundskeeper is cause well I kind of need him but I definitely need mark anyways

So there's not much to explain here, WKM still happened but like, some different dialogue? Same with basically everything else in the storyline?

WELL WITH THE WHOLE DAMIEN AND MARKIPLIER SITUATION SOLVED SEEMS LIKE WE STILL NEED A GROUNDSKEEPER

Sen is Damien and Dark now and apparently his sister is GF

BF dies, Pico goes insane, I forgot what happened to the chef or if we ever even knew what happened with him, Tankman investigates, yep I think that's it for now? I mean Whitty could be the groundskeeper but I have no idea-

No more Boyfriend Mayor of Blue Balls :( (That was literally the best part of this AU and it was supposed to be a joke lmao)

So now we have: Boyfriend (Markiplier), Senpai (Damien, Darkiplier), Girlfriend (Celine), Pico (Colonel William J. Barnum aka Wilford Warfstache), Tankman (Detective), Daddy Dearest (The Chef), Whitty (Groundskeeper)

[earthnashes]

"What'dya mean you've never had a wing before??"

"What? Of course I've had wings before! I've just never had them... w-well--" "Fried?" "I... well, yes- stop laughing at me!" "I'm not! I swear I'm not, I'm just surprised ya never had any is all; next thing ya tell me is you've never had anything fried before, amirite?" "...." "..oh. Really?" "Yes. The cooks have never prepared anything I've had in such a way. I suppose on behalf of my mother; she used to tell me how unseemly they were for the body." "PSH! What's unseemly, princess, is that you've never tried the holy grail that is food fried up, nice and greasy!" "And that is precisely why; cholesterol, tons of calories, fattening, very little nutritional value whatsoever. Frankly I'm surprised you eat it at all given your sport." "Because it's good for you!" "What? Good for you?" "Yes, for the soul! I get tryin' ta watch the figure but it ain't gonna kill ya to eat it every now and then. Your mom did ya a crime, keepin' you away from this stuff." "Hmph. That is debatable." Sakura snorts and waves a wing at Evangeline's face in a movement similar to waggling a finger scoldingly. "Nupupup! Ain't nothin' debatable when ya don't even know what it tastes like. So here's the million-dollar question: ya wanna try some?" "Absolutely not." "Aw c'mon, Evie, I'm not blind. I saw ya eyeing these bad boys the moment I sat down. You tellin' me you ain't even a little curious?" Evangeline opens her mouth to answer when her stomach does the answering for her. A blush floods her cheeks and she sees a goofy smirk stretch Sakura's mouth, smug and playful. "Sounds ta me the answer's 'yes'." "Hardly," is Evangeline's flustered answer, hunching her shoulders and turning her head away. Sakura's warm rumbling giggle rolls over her and, even without looking at her, the heiress knows the larger girl's grin has softened into something quieter; never taunting, never judging, nothing but warmth. It's enough to ease the tension she's felt since the beginning of this odd conversation, shoulders lowering from where they've bunch against her ears. She chances a glance out of the corner of her eye and, yes, Sakura's smiling at her with a much lighter grin, eyes darting over her face before pointedly looking at the wing held between them by the bone. She looks back up to her eyes and her grin quirks crookedly as she says "just one bite, yeah? I won't tell if you won't." Evangeline turns her head fully to take in the offending food item held before her: it's caked in barbecue and spices and steam is still lightly wafting from it. Looks nothing like the carefully baked, lightly seasoned, awfully expensive chicken entrees she's so used to, looks every bit the part of the "evil" her mother claims they do upon the body, but she can't deny just how good it smells even from where she's standing. After a beat of hesitation, Evangeline sighs and rolls her eyes as she takes the wing carefully from Sakura's grip, mindful of grabbing at the bone. "You're impossible." She says. Sakura simply waggles her brows at her, pleased, and Evangeline watches as she sucks at the barbecue clinging to her thumb without a care. She wrinkles her nose at the action even as heat tingles at her ears. How uncouth. The football star laughs around her thumb, "Aw, ya know ya love me!" before she gives her signature sharp grin, all teeth and sunshine. Evangeline just gives a noncommittal hum. A quick glance tells her that Sakura's fully engrossed on the bucket in her lap, eating with gusto, no napkins or forks in sight. If she's this excited about the wings to forgo the most basic of table etiquette they must be good... right? The heiress stares warily at the wing in her grip, at the sauce covering the tips of her fingers despite how carefully she's handled it. And in a move her mother would have scolded her tenfold for--what are you, an animal? Use your fork, Evangeline. Your napkin, Evangeline. I didn't raise a slob-- takes a large careless bite. And swears fireworks dance behind her eyes afterward. It's delicious.

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In which Evangeline has never had fried chicken wings before and Sakura takes it upon herself to enlighten this wayward child. uwu My second attempt at writing in a loooong time! It’s a little funny I managed to write somethin’ of this length about Eva trying a wing for the first time, but eh. Not gonna lie I was hungry when I wrote it so maybe that’s why. o3o

At any rate, some context! This post is largely the reason why I asked ya’ll a few days ago what you thought rich folk didn’t eat. Evangeline’s family is rich and her mother forbade Eva from eating almost anything that was fried or considered “fast food”. As a result, Evangeline’s never had anything from the likes of Mcdonalds, or KFC, or a street food vendor, or hell even cereal. She’s been missing out on quite a few things someone else would consider an everyday thing, shall we say.

This little scene is around the point where she and Sakura have begun to warm up to one another; not that Evangeline was mean or anything but she rarely talked to her roommate outside what was strictly necessary until now. <:

Buuuuut yeah! Some Feathers and Flowers stuff! For those of ya who don’t know about FnF, it’s an original story of mine, of which you can read more about HERE and learn more about the characters HERE. ^.^

But other than that, thank you so much for takin’ a looksie; I hope ya like the result! <: