Speaking of Ashlynn having to deal with the Gay Bullshit, I really don’t think we can leave out Raven (and Rosabella, who we’ll discuss later) who is rooming with prime gay bs, you know?
I mean, Raven’s already had it up to here with talks about destiny and fulfilling it and shit. She’s heard Apple go on and on about how their story is supposed to play out.
I can’t even imagine how many times Apple must’ve recounted how she would be lying in her glass coffin with crying dwarves and animals around her, before Daring would heroically sweep in and save her with his true loves kiss.
And then comes Dragon Games. And Apple gets poisoned. Daring fails to wake her up. Darling Charming, his sister, is the one to break her curse.
Oh, good god, Raven thinks, horrified, I’m never going to hear the end of this.
And I would like to bet good money that she doesn’t.
Raven, who is getting a minimum of 30 minutes of sleep, hearing Apple talk about how she doesn’t like Darling that way, and sure, maybe she thought Darling was like really pretty, but not in that sense; she didn’t like girls, promise! And it’s not like Darling was really her true love, even though she didn’t mind the idea all too much and-
And Raven Queen sits there, with bloodshot eyes, an aching head, and a heart too kind to tell her confused friend to shut up and let her sleep at 5 am after talking about her crush for 3 hours, while saying she doesn’t like them, wondering what she did to deserve this.
Raven can’t look Darling in the eye for 3 days straight after she hears Apple talk about strong and muscular Darling is for a good hour or so.
Once Apple finally realizes she might actually, really, like Darling, I’d like to imagine it gets much worse for Raven. She contemplates if jumping out the window would be less painful then to hear Apple gush about Darling one second and then say how she doesn’t deserve her in the span of 2 minutes.
Apple: Oh, Raven, she’s just so wonderful. If only I could be good enough for her, then I-
Raven, looking ready to commit murder: Apple White, you beautiful, fucking angel, if you don’t go tell this girl that you like her in the next 10 minutes, I am going to end up marrying her.
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chief is physically and emotionally incapable of leaving any sexual scenario, be it just a fling or a one night stand, without developing any feelings. someone could be like "remember i said no feelings involved" and chief would say Yeah Okay like a liar.
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i've been doing the manga panels and as i do them i've been having the PMMM movies in the background and a small Au of the domestic au (AGAIN) came up.
Oktavia being sent back in time alongside Homura - the only reason it came to be is because i remembered there being a spin off manga for PMMM where Homura took final timeline Madoka (the one who would've made the madokami wish) back with her and both kept their memories.
it was weird.
And a fun read.
But then what if Oktavia instead of Madoka? - 2.0
If Oktavia went with her she'd kill Incubators and once Kyoko shows up she turns into a giant fish puppy
Literally no thoughts, only Kyoko
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"Oi, Round Face--" Katsuki dropped a small plate of mochi in front of her. "Try these. Dunno if I like them or not." He was experimenting with a new recipe and he felt like they were missing something. "Maybe needs more sugar to balance out the savory, but..." He trailed off, quietly mumbling like Deku often did.
Ochako zoomed in on the mochi as soon as they landed in front of her. Was he serious? So he hadn't really noticed or even minded that she almost tried to eat all of the mochi last time? "With pleasure," she beamed, already taking a big bite out of one of them. "Hmm..."
Her brows furrowed before she suddenly noticed him muttering to himself like Deku and she used that moment to eat one or two more before finally speaking. "Put in a pinch of salt. If it's too sweet for your taste maybe you can try mixing in sweetener in it. You can also give it some shapes."
She couldn't help but grin. "Maybe you can make them turn out like bombs?" Her hand was still hovering in the air, as if reaching for more.
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