#falling love by mail

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Okay, so in one of the comments that you replied to in your “gold rush AU! Konig”, you stated that she’s heads over heels in love with him, but apparently hasn’t shown/told him yet. And even though he believes that she doesn’t love him, he’s still so in love with her and just wants to make her happy. (That has got to pull at her heartstrings because this odd but kind man simply just loves her.)

Would you be willing to do a next part? Showing that she was just resisting what she knew along and that was that she does love and only wants him. Because although he went about marrying her immediately instead of taking the time to get to know each other and even though he’s from an European background, who is a giant with an accent and working to hit gold to support her financially, he’s still been nothing but kind, loving, and can apparently rock her world in bed! (Basically she was resisting in giving in into admitting she loves him because she had this WHOLE mindset/vision about how it was ALL gonna go down but since it didn’t go the way she thought it would, she was resisting his love for the “fairytale” version she wanted.)

Eventually she finally confesses that she does love him but had to get to that conclusion slowly on her own terms. This of course makes him so happy and he feels so blessed to gain his wife’s love; he once again promises that he will do everything in his powers to ensure she’s happy for all the rest of the days of her life. Which he does because some time later he hits it big in gold which lets him upgrade the “shack” they’re living in to convert it into an actual home for them to spend the rest of their lives together (with future children).

And he asks her of what she wants him to buy for her since he can afford to get it for her, only for her to ask for a new and bigger (so he fits comfortably) reinforced bed; because she wants him to be able to rest properly in a comfortable bed AND she doesn’t want to hear it creak as he plows her into nirvana/heaven. This of course causes him to blue screen but once he reboots his brain, he promises that he’ll get the best bed that will not only support their nightly activities but be very comfortable for both of them.

It’s only once they get the new bed and use/“break it in”/“christen” it for the first time does he finally gets her pregnant on that first night.

Oh, your writings are just so good! 😊

Oh I love the bed scenario and König wanting to spoil her and the story about how he got her pregnant for the first time (you can’t tell me these two won’t have a small flock of annoying little kids running around eventually) so much! 😭💞

And I actually wrote a little something for this because people were putting me in jail for the roaring angst of the 1st part so here’s how these silly pookies got to their happily ever after:

Our pompous little mail order bride is, in fact, so in love with König that it’s not even funny.

It's so bad that she looks out the window and sighs as she waits for him to come home... Scoots away the minute she catches him in the horizon, of course. She has better things to do than wait by the window sill like some wanton prostitute!

She whimpers like one, however, when the door slams shut and her husband comes to grope her from behind, telling her he wants to take her on the table (there’s food there and they were supposed to eat first, what a horrible man!) Not to talk of getting wet just from the sight of him looming over her, she has no objections with getting spread on the sturdy planks for taking. She should probably be thankful that the dinner table is made of solid wood and is not some delicate piece hauled here from Europe because it could never take the brute force of König’s advances...

After they're both sated and done, he dares to dip his finger in one of the cast iron pots filled to the brim with stew. Has a taste while still inside her, only chuckles to himself when she furrows her brows from how uncivilised he is. What kind of a man barges in his home like a burglar, takes his wife on the table, then tastes the hearty stew like it’s only normal for a man to be hungry after plowing his lady until they're both shaking? Even the bed is about to break at night, these pieces of furniture have done nothing wrong to this man and yet he treats them like they're nothing but disposable bits of wood.

His lack of manners never ceases to astonish her; he even tries to give her a taste of the food too, and laughs when she pushes him away and straightens her skirts, how is she supposed to walk around with his seed running down her thighs? All the pretty things he got her from town are in need of a wash already, but she still hums a soft happy tune while looking at her reflection in the mirror, donning the pretty hat he just brought her along with coffee and flour. (She thinks he can’t hear or see her being visibly happy, but König takes mental notes every time her eyes shine a little brighter from his gifts. She's not lacking anything, that's for sure, and isn’t it nice that he remembered how she looked at that silly little hat when they walked by her favorite store…? Anything his princess wants, she shall have!)

Years and years of lonely digging in this harsh land far away from home have made her husband think that no woman could ever want him unless he buys their love, and she does enjoy the pretty little frills he brings her as offerings. But what would kill her is if he knew she had actual feelings for him… This was supposed to be an arrangement, a marriage between two adults, not a romantic passionate affair! That sort of thing only happens in books, that's the first thing she learned when she came here.

He should have courted her properly first, but now it's all ruined, there's no excitement and intensity... Except that her heart is always hammering in her chest, she feels like a trapped bird flitting inside her corset. She's always flustered when he goes under her skirts, her chest is about to collapse in on itself when she sees him flash a smile her way, carry her more silk and demurely apologize that the wrappings are dirty because of his hands, kiss her neck after copulation like it's the holiest place on earth...

And God Almighty, what would this man think of her if she confessed her love to him? He would probably laugh and think she’s a harlot who’s in desperate need of his cock, that she's indecent and impure…

Luckily, the brute is so stupid that he doesn’t see the way his little princess–as he now calls her–looks up at him when he traces her bottom lip with his thumb. She’s relatively sure he doesn’t notice the tiny gasps just before she comes, the helpless, adoring stares she shoots at him right after, because that glassy, worshipping stare of his own is only born of lust, that’s for sure.

He can’t see her figure flash in the window when he’s walking towards home, she’s made sure of that…

Or has she?

The man is dumb, but he’s not a total simpleton, even if his eternal sadness is slowly turning into a teasing, an even hungrier form of love. She fears he will simply devour her one of these days if he knew how deeply in love with him she is as well...

And she fears herself even more than she fears him. Didn’t the priest warn about exactly this kind of simple-minded, wanton lust in his last sermon? She was always taught that marriage is supposed to be about companionship and genial living together, not about sweaty, toe curling, mind numbing copulation.

They’re fornicating like animals in the little shack she has grown so fond of, shy to the changes he’s talking about every day since he struck some large gold vein. He openly fantasizes about getting them a large house, a small manor, even, and she knows it’s all just for her because this man is content with very little… So little, that he accepts any small crumb of affection she gives him like it’s an entire rain of manna from heaven.

And it’s only because she’s ashamed that she can’t show her true feelings for him. The gentlemen of the city now feel like fancy peacocks compared to this burly man who’s not afraid to get his hands dirty and his dick wet. Those men look delicate and boring and ridiculous next to the hairy giant who’s forearms she stares in the evenings like they’re her own personal cancan show.

It’s crazy, how she looks at him like he’s nothing but a piece of meat – are women even supposed to feel this way? She should say her prayers, because her foreign husband looks like a god while sharpening his ax by the fire, with slow, deliberate movements, the trembling hands finding a smooth, strong dance only when they’re wielding a pickaxe or a whetstone or a knife.

He catches her staring once, her frightful stare big and helpless in the flickering flames, and he gives her a sad, longing smile in return.

“I’m sorry, princess,” he gruffs softly. “Ich weiss… I know I should shave...”

Her head gives an involuntary shake, minimal and shy, because she doesn’t want him to shave. She adores that coarse stubble that leaves her skin red and irritated, she loves how he looks when he has so much going on in his life that he doesn’t have time to groom himself.

“No…?” He asks hesitantly, straightening a little on the chair that’s really only a piece of log. “You like it like this...?”

She nods. Shyly again, and just once, while her eyes drift on his lips.

It’s intimate, how the silence envelops them with both tension and grace. It’s all she can give right now, and he knows it, knows also that this whole exchange is basically a love confession. Her affection, her want, her dedication and surrender soar and swell all at once, and he can see it... All of it.

He rises, and abandons the ax, his softening stare never leaving hers. He walks to her like a gentleman, like he's Mr. Rochester himself, like she was Ms. Eyre – although she doesn’t want to be Jane Eyre and she doesn’t want him to be a dark, handsome gentleman. She wants him to be just as he is, the stranger from the North who works hard and loves even harder, who picks her up like she’s an angel and not a lady.

“Let’s get you to bed, hmm?”

His gaze is so soft, it’s starting to relax into some knowledge she has in her foolishness betrayed.

But it’s alright… Everything’s just as it should be.

She wraps her hands around his neck and whispers, “Yes,” and the smile that tugs at his lips finally melts into one of those I knew it smiles he sometimes wears when he brings her something nice from the town.

He doesn’t push her to reveal more information about how much she loves his stubble, but he does make her scream it out into the warm cottage air as he goes down between her legs. She doesn’t want to know what the local priest would say about this: a man making his mark on the insides of her thighs with that scraping beard, how he makes her core throb with his ever-hungry mouth. She doesn’t even care.

It’s a paradise and an inferno, where he’s sending her to, and who knew a brutish digger from some distant land could suddenly be so eloquent with his tongue? Who knew a man could do things like these to a woman...? Who knew married life could be like this?

“You liked that, didn’t you, princess,” he asks when he’s done with her, and holds her surprisingly gentle when she’s still shaking and squirming softly on the bed. Not God, not even the Devil, could cloud the full blown affection in her eyes. She’s in love – it’s not just lust, but love she feels for this man, and she feels like a fool for not recognizing she had gold in her hands all along.

“Yes,” she says, then smiles, then laughs, because it’s fairly obvious that she can’t speak those words even if she wanted to. He wrecked her so completely...

“I told you I’d make you happy, Sonnenschein.”

He smiles a little, looks down at her like she’s nothing but a baby who finally stopped her eternal crying.

“Oh I’m more than happy,” she says, this time tears clouding her vision, happy tears born from being free from years of imprisonment. He doesn’t strike her as the kind of man who cries, but there’s a faint glow in his eyes as well, a shimmer that both takes her in and pulls her under. This is something they don’t talk about in church... This is a thing they never write about in books.

She lays her hand on him, on the coarse cheek that is now slightly wet from a single tear.

“You’re crying,” she whispers, because her voice wouldn’t carry the weight of her words at this point.

“Ja…? Well... I’m happy too,” he explains, with a shortness of breath and a confusion to his voice.

He blinks the rest of it away, but the sweet moment stays, lingers on until she draws him into a kiss – another thing they never talk about in novels, a woman kissing a man – and she tastes both him and her on his lips, how well he loved her, and when he moans slightly from her reciprocating that love, she holds him closer, closer, closer… Until he shivers too.

[pnfc]

i haint watched the dang chibisode and idk if ill actually watch it with sound on sdfjk but i have a hurt feeling about them casually imbuing perry with speech for a one off gag because the idea that he needs to talk to communicate is fake. we had 4 seasons of wacky magic hijinks cartoon where perry never needed verbal speech to communicate. they couldve done this gag at any point in the show but they didn't, and the fact that they didn't felt significant. perry's muteness is such a core part of his character, to me, to the way i conceive of him/write him. i don't wanna overreact to a goofy little side cartoon (even tho i'm doing it anyway) but it's still the characters, and it still upsets me! ok that's it i've said my piece

[badnewswhatsleft]

14 what a catch, donnie mv - commentary (patrick, joe, andy)

[starpirateee]

hey, nova, how would you feel about writing some of Anna Hanover and John Herschel being The Besties Ever?

Which one of you found out I'd listened to Pulp, c'mon who was it? 🤣 I can't believe I got found out immediately.... But yes I will absolutely write Anna and John being besties because I love them and they deserve it very much

"Thank you!" Anna called over her shoulder, waving in the direction of the builder that had just spent the last half an hour convincing her to take a break. She grabbed herself some lunch, and then wandered a little into the jungle, towards their spot.

She and John Herschel had one thing in common that stood out among everything else they had in common. They were both notoriously bad at taking breaks when they were absorbed in work. John had built his telescope himself, and spent hours looking through it on a night, trying to work out a map of the stars.

They had their own spot in the jungle, for when one of them needed to take a break. Sometimes, they'd sit there on their own, catching their breath or taking in the flywheels that had just been erected. That wasn't very often, though… More times than not, the two of them had been scolded into taking a break at the same time, and that was where they always ended up going. Sure enough, as Anna pushed through the bracken that made their spot so personal, she found John muttering to himself under the tree, and it took her getting close enough to realise that he was reading something— an article of a newspaper, by the looks of things…

"Heya, Hershey!" She liked to announce her presence as obviously as possible, so she didn't end up sneaking up on him and startling the life out of him. "What're you reading?"

Even still, he started a little, and his breath did manage to hitch. Every time…

He knew that only one other person knew about their spot in the jungle, but still, his eyes drifted from the newspaper, and he managed to catch Anna as she sat down beside him. He looked distracted, but he still managed something of a smile in her direction.

"Oh! Nova… I didn't hear you come in…"

"Really? That article really that interesting?" She tried to peer over his shoulder, but couldn't really get a good enough angle to see the words so neatly organised on that sheet in front of him. Though, the way his brow was drawn, and the fact that she'd heard him muttering to himself in what sounded like discontent made her think it wasn't good.

"Well," he scoffed, shooting what almost looked like a glare at the words. "Interesting is certainly one word for it…"

"Why? What is it?" Curiosity had taken over at this point, especially given John's very evident disdain, so she slid the sheet over the grass, closer to her line of sight, and started to skim the words. The title printed at the top— clear as day and all the more appealing for it— read, Great Astronomical Discoveries, and if that wasn't enough to draw her in, then the fact that John's name was mentioned within the first three lines certainly was.

"Oh."

"Tell me about it." John really did look like he'd seen a ghost, and then was trying to cover that up with very obvious discontent. Anna could see why, of course. It wasn't very often he was name dropped in the middle of a mainstream newspaper. A scientific journal, sure, but never normally a mass produced New York based newspaper.

"Where'd you get this?"

"Someone dropped it off earlier this morning. Great Astronomical Discoveries… Frankly, I don't know whether to be offended or appraised. For all it's worth… No, no I won't."

"It's… What, Hershey?"

John sighed deeply. "It's brilliant." And he really hadn't wanted to admit that, not even to himself. He heard Anna try to hold in a laugh of surprise by his side, and pulled the paper back. It was in his best interests to neverr say anything about this absolute travesty that was this work of very obvious fiction using his name for benefit and to attract the attention of the public. And of course, he was a public figure, in a way. People knew his name, at the very least. They knew what he did, why he received the knighthood… But for them to believe this work as something legitimate… It was beyond his comprehension. "It's accurate, and clearly well researched… Whoever wrote this— whoever… Samuel and Rose Stratford are— they know how to make a lie very believable."

Anna started to read it over his shoulder while he talked. He didn't try to stop her. She understood the sciences, and she had every right to his curiosity now that he had professed that it was actually something of a work of art.

"Would it be a different story if they didn't use your name?" She asked absently, skimming over this story about the moon and seeing that, actually, it did make sense, and it did seem like the authors knew what they were talking about. There were enough mentions of actual happenings in space— things that people like John had catalogued and discovered— that it was almost believable, but then— "Hold on, bat people?"

"And buffalo…"

"On the moon?"

"Apparently so."

"So, John, when were you gonna tell me about the bat people? That's something they don't put in your editorials…" she stared at him for long enough that he started laughing, partly out of her insistence and partly through how ridiculous it sounded when she put it like that. "You leave all the most interesting stuff out for these two people in New York…"

"Would you rather I told you about the buffalo and the river on the moon?"

"Yes! Are you kidding? That'd make an incredible story!"

John laughed again, shaking his head. "God, Nova, I didn't think they'd get you too… This newspaper circulated who knows how far around New York, and now there are probably numbers of people who genuinely believe that I saw any of this on the lunar surface." One more glance, then he folded the front page over the words and sighed, leaning back further against the tree.

"Don't you think it'd be interesting if that was the case, though?"

"Undoubtedly. But, unfortunately, it's not. That's not possible, for a start. The moon doesn't have an atmosphere! It's a rock! Nothing could live up there!"

"Hey… This planet was just a rock once, too…" Anna reminded.

John tilted his head. "Who's side are you on here?"

This time, it was her who laughed. "Rose and Samuel Stratford… That's what they were called, right? Stratford?"

"Stratford, yes. I should like to meet them, I think. To see what's going on in their heads."

That sparked a bit of an idea in Anna's mind, and a curious expression crossed her face. she studied the newspaper's front cover for a while, and then thought about her satellite, some seventeen thousand bricks into it's development of a twelve million strong plan. Then she looked to John, and thought about all he'd done to help her build her little dream, from helping with the plans to helping the team develop just the right mix to make the bricks. "Well… Why don't you?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Why don't you go to New York and find out for yourself! Talk to Rose and Samuel, see what the big deal is!"

He genuinely considered this, if for a moment. The chance to meet the two names behind this sudden spike driven through his nerves. On one hand, he would love to find these two and give them a piece of whatever was on his mind about their fantasy… But that was the other hand. What was currently on his mind was how well done it was, and how much imagination the two of them had to have to produce something of that caliber… There was a part of him that wanted to try and think of something to say to them that translated into the annoyance that he felt over knowing that they were using his name for their gain, but really, he couldn't think about it for long enough to outweigh the good with the bad.

"Go on, John! You know you want to—"

"It is tempting…"

"Then what's stopping you? Go on! The township's gonna miss you, but hell, if you're going for New York and back you shouldn't be longer than a couple weeks, right?"

"You do know how to tempt a man, Nova."

She grinned at him. "That's what I'm here for! Now, are you gonna go or not?"

"I suppose I will."

[gojoest]

tbh, if satoru was real, i'd be intimidated as hell. for three reasons;

he's tall (6'1, i think and i'm 4'11)

he's extroverted (i have anxiety 😭)

he's PRETTY

i would probably combust 😔😔

i’ve thought about this so much, like what would be my first reaction upon meeting him if he were real, and tbh i’d be annoyed as hell by his attitude bc looks usually don’t intimidate me even the slightest (thanks to my job) and we’d probably beef even LMFAO like exchange some snarky remarks and be super sarcastic to the point i am fuming angry for the rest of the day LOL

[jules-van-hering]

I would fall for me so hard, actually. truly, I'm such perfect crush material.

[inkykeiji]

reader to touya nii 🥺🥺🥺

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C6RqMUdITW7/?igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

link! ♡

oh my gosh yes, you’re so right!!! that is 100% them <3 she genuinely is so gentle with him; she is endlessly patient and forever forgiving to a fault, to the point where it’s unhealthy. but he appreciates it so much, more than he’ll ever be able to express in words (he doesn’t even know where to start, but he’s positive the feelings living in his ribcage are entirely indescribable, transcending language). but if there’s one thing that’s for sure it’s that he does, finally, feel safe with her. he feels the safest with her. no one has, can, or will ever compare.

also touya-nii loooves to be pet and have his hair played with so he would absolutely melt in that lil scenario <33

[iwaasfairy]

happy fathers day to the favorite dilfff toji 🥰🥰

Happy Father’s Day to every damaged girl’s !!! Most dAD!!! He is soOOOO dad

[y2kuromi]

i was bored tonight so i drew u and nagi

hopefully i got your hair texture somewhat right atleast 🫡🫡🫡

AHHHH CHER YOU’RE THE ABSOLUTE SWEETEST THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT SM 🥹

[badnewswhatsleft]

one of the most fascinating fob takes is when someone says joe and andy should leave to pursue other projects bc its clear andy thrives in hardcore and joe loves and does v well writing guitar-driven stuff. and its like. well ok be that as it may. have you considered. that the four of them are besties 🥰

[gentlehue]

us both being annoyed by gof ron is sooo true.... he pissed me off so bad in that book sometimes i swear 😭 he seems like the type of guy to say bros before hoes or wtv 🙁 anw very excited to see where our hp eras take us writing wise 😚✨

no omg im so glad i can finally talk ab this w someone cz no one else agrees w me but he annoyed me SOOOO bad omg harry and hermione r both sm better than me cz after his behaviour in that book i wouldve dropped him n never looked back idc 😭 ginny the superior weasley i love my girl so much 😫 AND ME TOOOO STOP OMG i acc need to reread the harry potter books cz confession ive only read them once when i was a little kid and somehow retained all that info for like 7 years which is crazy... i do rewatch the movies a lot which is probs why LMAO i might reread hp this year tho 🤔

[it-them-ace]

Sometimes you just spontaneously come up with an AU for a ship you can't even explain why you like so much in the middle of the night and just gotta doodle it out I guess

Anyway have some gay horses

[shinigamichan]

its insane liike in the barnes an dnobles exclusive version of the book there rr bonus pages and one is like an intimate conversation between bill and ford, and naother where it recounts them getting drunk in dreamspace and apparently "one thing lead to another" EXCUSE ME ??? and like in general these 2 r fffucking fruity its crazy CRAZY !!!! not to mention liike the website where bill is consistently compared to a "crazy ex" and in general just . these bitches r gay and everyone knows......... crazy

hoowww did he fuck the triangle i need answers answers

[ireadyabooks]

5 Book Recs Based on Your Favorite Holiday Rom-Com!❄️💝

The holiday season is special for many reasons, but one of my favorites is watching all of the cheesy and sweet holiday rom-coms every year. It always warms my heart and reminds me just how filled with love everyone is this time of year (unless you’re Scrooge). To celebrate this season, we tapped into our inner romantic to provide book recs for those of you who may have already finished your yearly holiday movie binge!

If you like You’ve Got Mail (1998), then you might like I Hope This Doesn’t Find You!

The intense and passionate internet romance that blossoms between Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks’ characters in You’ve Got Mail is one for the ages. It sets the benchmark for enemies-to-lovers romances as the two eventually discover that the person they’ve fallen for is the very person they’ve grown to despise. Fans of this burning romance will love Ann Liang’s newest novel, I Hope This Doesn’t Find You, a snarky academic rivals-to-lovers story that you won’t be able to put down!

If you like Single All the Way (2021), then you might like The Feeling of Falling in Love!

Single All the Way is a hilarious queer holiday rom-com centered around the chaos that ensues when your family is determined to set you up with your bff/roommate. And while this takes friends-to-lovers to a whole new level, maybe, just maybe, your family has a point. Fans of Single All the Way will be head over heels for Mason Deaver’s The Feeling of Falling in Love, a new kind of love story about bad decisions we make and the people (aka your roommate/reluctant wedding date) who help get us back on the right path.

If you like Happiest Season (2020), then you might like What a Desi Girl Wants!

One of the newest holiday movies on the list, this charming sapphic holiday rom-com starring Kristen Stewart is about wanting your family’s acceptance while staying true to yourself. Fans of Happiest Season will love Sabina Khan’s What a Desi Girl Wants, a brilliant love story filled with nuanced family dynamics and a sprinkling of sabotage that’s sure to set your queer (or not so queer) heart ablaze.

If you like The Holiday (2006), then you might like Stars in Their Eyes!

The Holiday, featuring an all-star cast of Kate Winslet, Cameron Diaz, Jude Law, and Jack Black, is one of the best meet-cute holiday romances of all time. The film not only puts you in the holiday spirit but also has heartwarming storylines that will make you believe in love again. Fans of The Holiday and quirky meet-cutes will fall hard and fast for Stars in Their Eyes from Jessica Walton and Aśka, a one-of-a-kind YA graphic novel that celebrates the excitement of meeting someone special for the first time.

If you like When Harry Met Sally (1989), then you might like Rosewood!

When Harry Met Sally might take the crown for one of the most famous rom-com movies of all time, the holiday celebrations in the film always leave me feeling so festive, but if I’ve learned one thing from this well-known romance, it’s that you should always, ALWAYS, follow your heart. Fans of this quirky love story will absolutely adore Sayantani DasGupta’s witty and bright Rosewood, a romantic and funny retelling of Sense & Sensibility set at a Bridgerton-esque summer camp, where Elia must choose to follow her carefully laid plans or let a certain someone derail them.

[plutolovesyou]

I honestly have no idea bc I haven’t listened to the cure in SO long im sorry 🙁💔 I’ve been on a huge tsp marathon though I’m listening to bodies nonstop, I think the last the cure song i listened to was play for today

that is the realest thing ever omfg same are you in my walls 👁👁 been melting my brain with so much smiths lately also, and cannot get enough of literally anything by pumpkins but especially "ava adore" sos that song is so SJSKSKJSJSK both of those slap too fs!! ^^ ugh i love music

[stunie]

Hello darlingest Evie I saw you spoiling everyone with selfship questions so I have to throw some right back at you 🥺 I must have more Umie lore!!

What’s your favorite ways to make each other laugh? If you’re having a bad day or even just you wanna put a smile on the other’s face. Are there corny jokes or little pokes to the side or even grabbing one of your stuffies and pretending to be the voice for it and asking for a smooch?

Is there a signal you guys have when either of you are out and about and eveything’s just too much(like overstimulated or just drained socially?) Like a “get me out of here” kinda thing or is it just direct and verbal?

What’s your favorite way to kiss each other? Position, soft or hard, slow or fast, etc. and where the kiss is, if it’s not on the lips.

If you guys switched bodies for the day, how would it go and could people tell immediately?

and one more for good measure: If you were to have a soulmate au with him what would the prompt be? (ex. you cant see color until you meet them, or you have the first works they said to you on ur body somewhere etc.) like what would be your ideal for it?

MARI !! oo hehe you witnessed my raid on everyone’s inbox last night >:^) agahahaha that the most fun i’ve had in ages. it will happen again ^ ^ ahahhehehehe

making each other laugh !! i think i laugh at everything!! tis not a difficult thing for him to do. although i laugh at reactions the most!! i like to tell him very outrageous things to get an “EH?! REALLY?!” and then be like “no. i made that up.” hehe. and he pulls at my cheek like “you really scared me there!” ^ ^ if im sad, we’ll put on those lil horror story compilations !! i start laughing whenever he gets all stressed with the op, he’ll have his head in his hands and all. as for me making HIM laugh, i have a saved folder on my ig of ume laughter fuel !! >:))

overstim aaaaa. i love being out. HOWEVER. i get physically tired .. like i wanna fall asleep but i don’t wanna leave yet > < usually at that point ill tug on his sleeve and he can tell by the look on my face !! for ume… whenever he wants to go home, he wraps his arms around my middle and rests his chin on my shoulder with a heavy sigh— and that’s how i know he’s tired:>

kisses !! i get flustered if i’m on the receiving end. but i love to squeeze his cheeks together and kiss him like that !! or when im laying on him, lots of neck kisses !! nothing suggestive, it’s just the skin that’s right in front of me :> FOR HIM. I GET NERVOUS SNSNS BUT HE DOES THE LOUD MWAAAAAs all over my face and i get so red and >/////< like this ?! ?!

switching bodies. i would go for a deadlift max. you’re telling me i have his body ?! let’s test the strength here. i’m dying to know! as for ume, he gave it away so fast. WHY IS HE SITTING LIKE THAT!! IM EXPOSED. u can’t sit like that when you’re wearing a miniskirt ume !!!

SOULMATE AU ?! it has to be the one where you have the first words written somewhere on your arm. i think the first meeting would be so funny! we both speak and then our faces fall into a :O EHHHH ?????? AND THEN EXCITEMENT HITS !!!!