#just to justify their preference then is ur preference really all that 'Perfect' when u gotta create problems elsewhere

[jrueships]

[iconsumeheadcanons]

hello, for the WIP game.... "fanfic in my google docs? its more likely than you :/" and "theater food" :)

bro...bro..BRO you are getting large chucks of these bc im not sure if these will be finished/posted anytime soon..<3 ive gotten a lot of love today thank u so muchhh asldkfjaslkdfj i hope u enjoy!! here is all of ‘theater food’ and half of the first one

fanfic in my google docs? its more likely than you think :/

May 30th - 16:33 - Afterschool

Ren was still in the middle of hastily reading Futaba’s texts from hours ago when he opened the door to his family home and found his mother pacing in the genkan.

“...Mom, wha-?”

“I got a call from your school,” she says instead of hello. Ren freezes. Mona shifts in his bag. There’s silence for a second too long, but his mother quickly catches his tense posture and readjusts her approach. There haven’t been any arguments in a week and she doesn’t want to make this a new one.

“The counselor said you were fighting with a first-year,” she starts in a more inviting tone, but she tenses when she sees how quickly Ren’s cautious neutral face shifts into a frown.

“I-I just want to know what happened,” she says.

Ren releases an angry huff instead of turning around and leaving because he recognizes that his mother isn’t trying to jump to conclusions--that she trying to hear his side--but he still has hours worth of bad emotions at the forefront of his mind, so he kicks off his sneakers without undoing the laces and haphazardly drops them on the shoe rack before he allows himself to say anything.

Of course, because he is an angry idiot, his first response is: “There was no fight. It was just an argument,” and he snaps his mouth closed because that is exactly what a delinquent guilty of starting a fight would say and Makoto would be so disappointed in him right now. Morgana delivers her phantom message with a disapproving really, Joker?

His mother guiltily shifts her hands, one eyebrow twitching at Morgana’s muffled meow.

“I just used the words of the counselor,” she amends, gesturing for Ren to enter the family room. 

When they enter, she sits at one side of the rickety couch and pats the other seat. She smiles with some invitation, a dash of hesitance, and a sprinkle of uncertainty as if she has no clue how to speak to her teenage son. She looks at him sort of like he’s a child, but at least she doesn’t seem afraid of him like she was before Golden Week.

Ren joins her at the couch, releases Morgana on to the space between them so he doesn’t have to think about the distance, and conjures up how he can best explain the events of the morning in the least incriminating way (shouldn’t have to, he thinks, didn’t do nothing wrong in the first place) but his mother recognizes his thinking face before he can start.

“W-whatever you say, I��ll believe you, sweetie,” she encourages honestly. He can tell she means it because she tucks her hands in between her knees and tilts her legs in the picture perfect display of humble motherliness to hide how her legs would bounce otherwise. He turns to face her a bit, legs spread out and back slouched in a show of teenage indifference, despite his nervous right leg and the rhythmic flickers of light that bounce off of his phone case as he deftly spins his smartphone in his left hand.

“You mean that?” he can’t help but ask, belying his blase posture.

His mother nods with lips pursed, proving to her son that she has no intention of speaking over him. Emboldened yet reluctant, Ren begins the recount of his day at school.

theater food

    Ren slides into his seat while Hamuko and Ryuji chatter away about beef bowl places. Their enthusiastic discussion about cheap, fast, good food is not helping Ren’s patience or hunger. Usually Ren’s been in charge of the food prep because he’s the only one who knows how to make something all of the Thieves plus Hamuko will eat, but when they left Kamoshitty City today, Theodore pleasantly requested if he could make a recipe he’s been working on, which Hamuko had endorsed immediately.

    Ren agreed because Theodore is really hot and the thought of him buzzing around the kitchen is appealing enough, but around 40 minutes later, Ren is very hungry and is cursing his inability to disagree with tall hot people. To distract himself, he tries to brainstorm ways to free Haru and Makoto from Kamoshit-man’s unproportionately buff grasp, but his brain keeps snapping back to his teammates’ loud discussions and Theodore in a heart apron and himself in a cute pinafore sharing a festival smoothie--the romantic ones with the heart shaped straw--under the setting sun. He doesn’t even like smoothies.

    From the other corner of the weird theater lunch tables Futaba sends him a blank look that implies that she can hear his raging gay thoughts. Ren sticks his tongue out at her, and to Futaba’s left, Nagi raises a thin eyebrow and points at herself as though she thought he was talking to her. Embarrassed but never one to lose, Ren sticks out his tongue again at her paired with a flirtatious wink. At the head of the table beside Ren, Akechi makes a face. Futaba gags. Unaffected, Nagi returns her attention to Yusuke’s analysis of Hamuko’s preferred color palette for her hypothetical thief costume.

    Ren’s phone buzzes in his pocket, and he fishes it out, wondering how someone managed to text him while he’s in a magical dimension theater metaphor place. He quickly gives up that train thought when he sees Futaba’s SNS username. A quick glance up shows that she’s pointedly staring at her phone, so he swipes open the message.

wat did theo say he was making?

i hungr

idk

worried u wont like it?

duh

if hes anything like those tsuntsun twins he’ll probably poison it

...i didnt think of that

prolly not though. i mean hamuko trusts him

ur only saying that cuz hes a pretty boy 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

for real though he wouldnt

The twins would without a doupt

*akechi voice* haha it was merely a jest!

DSKLFASLDKFSD STOP HES RIGHT

HES RIHGT NEXT TO ME ASSHOEL

    “Food’s ready!” Theodore announces over Ren and Futaba’s unsubtle snickers. Somehow, Theodore has acquired two shining serving platters.

    “Theo, you’re the best!” Hamuko says, standing up immediately to help him serve because she (and Haru) is the sweetest person in the universe.

    “Thanks,” Ren tacks on because he’s ‘in charge’ and he’s supposed to ‘set good examples’. He does not, however, stand up to help because he is lazy.

    The rest of the group is already chorusing thank yous and crowding around the food like hungry animals. Makoto is not around to tell them that they’re acting like children. Akechi is patiently waiting for everyone to get out of the way before he serves himself, which is probably a smarter idea than Ren who’s walking around the table so he can insert himself between Ann and Ryuji, the most destructive eaters of their current group. Yusuke, another main offender however justified, already has a bowl full of what appears to be noodles, veggies, and chicken covered in a savory sauce.

[daphnefms]

hi and hello   !   i’m t and i’m so excited to be introducing u to my little daphne   …   we love to hate her and we can’t help but love her. she and i will both just be tryin’ our best out here honestly so feel free to like this or hmu if u’d like to plot, i’ve got a few ideas kickin’ at the bottom of this post but i’m also more than happy to fill out one of urs if u’d prefer it   !   without further ado, hit that read more to learn a lil bit about america’s sweetheart and behind the scenes terror daphne santos

oh my god ! @daphnesantos just liked my tweet ! you know , they’re the actress with 13.2m of followers ? i can’t believe they noticed me .  seriously ? you’ve never heard of them ? what … are you living under a rock ? they’re daphne santos , and they’re twenty two years old . i’ve never met them , but the tabloids all say that they’re gregarious and altruistic . it’s kind of sad , though . ever since they moved to downtown los angeles from stowe, vermont, they’ve become really irascible and mendacious . some say that wrath has become them . i’m not sure if i believe that . there’s more than what meets the eye , right ? they’re more than just at wide and empty eyes, screaming into a pillow searching for release, & tear stained cheeks after spending another night alone in a hotel room, i know it !  ( kelsey merritt , cis female , she/her ) .

name   -   daphne marisol santos

birthday   -   october 23rd ( twenty two years old )

birthplace   /   hometown   -   stowe, vermont

profession   -   actress

movies   -   lady macbeth, 2017 (   katherine   ), midsommar, 2019   (   dani   ),   little women, 2019   (   amy marsh   ), etc

labels   -   the amaranth, the babydoll, the blackhole, the charlatan, the hellion, the paradox

positive traits   -   gregarious, altruistic, charming, articulate

negative traits   -   irascible, calculating, mendacious, haughty

likes   -   sun showers, crowded parties, prolonged eye contact, cool summer nights, sleeping on satin sheets, the moment before stepping out of the car for a red carpet event, ornate and gaudy accessories, classical music dominated by the string section, reaffirming compliments, being told she is not a bad person, waking up early for a day of work, renaissance art

dislikes   -   sleeping alone, being underestimated, appearing weak in public, losing attention to someone else, sitting still for too long, intense humidity, bad reviews, stumbling over her words, stepping on cracks in the pavement, people seeing her cry, talk show interviews

biography

daphne was born in the   ‘   ski capital of the east   ’   stowe, vermont. a town of just over four thousand people, the expectation of her excelling in an acting career was almost non-existent. but she was certain of her talent and she knew there was only one thing she wanted from life, so she moved to LA fresh out of high school and got to work with small jobs, slowly building up to her first truly big break with lady macbeth

after that she began her rise to real stardom, filming midsommar and little women and racking up nominations for a variety of awards, including the academy award for best supporting actress. that being said, she’s won few of the awards she was nominated for, always a bridesmaid never a bride or whatever, and that’s weighed on her pretty heavily.

all she can see is this conception of being the best, being beloved, and a lot of that lies in producing exceptional work and perfecting a public persona that makes her the height of elegance and someone it is impossible not to be a fan of

big ol’ fake right here, she never really lets anyone see the real her, the girl who snorts when she laughs and and panics before every interview, and she tries not to keep anyone too close because it’s just another opportunity for scandal

so that’s some intense pressure, which leads to the explanation of her sin   -   wrath. daphne’s prone to fits of rage, tantrums when she’s alone in her hotel room, rambled rants in the makeup chair between takes, profuse apologies afterwards. she’ll smile in front of the cameras and make you regret it in private, i promise you.

she’s not afraid to use people for her own benefit, but she has this way about her that makes you feel semi-grateful you even got the opportunity to be apart of her larger plan

hasn’t kept close contact with her parents since moving, they weren’t in love with the idea and she was not going to allow herself to be held back. she justifies ignoring their calls by saying she’s cutting out negative energy

has been trying her best for so long, doesn’t remember what it’s like to feel normal, just has a bunch of pent up aggression and sadness but it’s fine she’s fine

wanted connections

someone she’s known since the beginning of her career, maybe they used to work on smaller projects together or go to the same auditions while they were starting up, but maybe there’s a lil bit of a connection there bc they knew/liked one another before the fame and now they just vibe together

imagine the potential of two people who bother each other so much and then eventually start to see the good in one another but it’s complicated but hey we’re both on this elevator so why not kiss but then the door opens and it’s ur floor and i don’t get off and we don’t see each other for a week and when we do we pretend it didn’t happen bc we just started being friends and then who knows ... just a thought

exes ? maybe they were in love maybe it was just pr idk

surrogate family   !   since her parents are cut off she does need someone to love and care for her a lil bit and also to reciprocate that with she’s not completely heartless

enemies  /  rivals, someone who’s constantly trying to best her and with whom she is trying to do the same

publicity friendship maybe ? they hangout on occasion bc they know their fans are obsessed w them being friends and love a good photo op but lowkey dont like each other

that’s all i have but hey .. we’ll figure smth out if u don’t like those