#texting and hving fun

[heywoodvirgin]

[zolusbian]

see the thing about autism is that i can get stressed if im not doing my special interest the Right Way which also might not be the Fun way but i must follow rules. it took me over 5 years to accept i am not actually going to 100% a non story based video game. and i can instead. play another video game.

[shortcake-x]

TTB Thanksgiving monthly drabble.

It was one of many wonderful times of the year for Aria. While life was always throwing her a curve ball she never let it come to an end and ruin her holiday spirit. This time for the first time she was going to be helping out with the turkey. Actually she had been fully in charge. Luckily as a backup she mentioned to Spencer to have a back up turkey just in case she ruined this one. Aria was fairly confident however there were times she was in charge and things took a turn for the worst. However she tried to have as much hope as possible. She was big on family and friends and that had been one of the reasons Thanksgiving had become her favorite holiday as she became older. She felt there had been more meaning to it for her as she grew.

The Montgomery household smelled incredible. The freshly baked pies were cooling off and the stove had every burner on and the oven was roasting the turkey and the scent just filled the entire home, which said a lot because the Montgomery's has a very big home. Aria was smiling ear to ear and felt so full of thanks. "Mike.." She shouted as she called fror her brother who was supposed to bring in the chopped wood from the yard to get a fire going. "ugh…"m She sighed to herself after a good ten minutes of calling out for him before she decided to go and do it herself. She was almost sure he was in his room being the agnsty teen he was turning into. When it wasn't A ruining her life she was dealing with her family which wasn't always fun. Leaving out the back to go to the shed to grab the firewood she was distracted by her neighbor who just had to keep talking to her about her grandkids coming this year. She was a nice older woman. The next thing she knew she was doing one thing after another.

It was her only job to keep her eye on the turkey which smelled incredible and was a special recipe that her mother had finally shared with her. However after everything she was doing she totally forgot about the turkey. It wasn't hard for her to get distracted because not even A takes a holiday and her phone was not getting friendly texts. However with that on her mind it wasn't long before her doorbell rang and she ran to it greeting Spencer and Toby.

Something was cooking and though it smelled good it was certainly getting the smell of bering over cooked.

"Crap" She shouted before running into the kitchen to open the oven. "It don't look too bad" She said as she examined it once it was on the cutting board. "Please tell me you have the back up just in case?" She said as she looked up at Spencer who was laughing because in all honesty it smelled and looked delicous. "Taste test?" She said as she carved a few pieces for them all to try. She could not help but feel so full in that moment among many that she was hving this holiday season so far.

[rafyki]

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[fagderolo]

fr tho if this happens in the show

if i have to dig my way out of my own goddamn coffin a FOURTH time im going to absolutely lose it

[theastralsea]

I just spent too much money ordering another mossery sketchbook with my dnd character’s name on it BUT I’m excited cuz it’s got my dnd character’s name on it

[ofcatears]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn?

@valbrwn||XX

{TXT:ValCat}: Drunk?? Me??{TXT:ValCat}: I..I would NEVER.{TXT:ValCat}:..but frfr im srsly hving bg fun

[for-narry]

On its Way to Sunrise

Summary: Niall Horan is a single father who works at a shitty gas station and Harry’s the cute professor who comes in for coffee.

Chapter 5/?

Slumped and strung out, Niall struggles to keep his wandering mind focused at the task at hand; counting the beeps coming from the broken vending machine. Really, he didn’t have much to do at three a.m. in a gas station stuck in the middle of nowhere. So, as to not get bored (he didn’t admit it, but thirty minutes into his shift he’d already started to feel extremely bored) he willed himself to count all the beeps from the vending machine in the corner for the next ten minutes. He didn’t have much to do for a few hours now, after midnight only the occasional scragglers came along. After being dropped off by Harry earlier, Niall had settled into his stool, ushered Vicky out the door, even though she insisted she stayed with him for a few minutes longer, and helped the next few customers. But that was hours ago.

Two minutes in and 100 beeps later, Niall gave up his task. Sighing he looked around the gas station looking for something to do, possibly restocking some products or a dusty spot in a corner that must be broomed right away. He came empty handed. Working these shifts were the worst, he hated them, not many people drove by at three a.m. to get gas and those who did, were rowdy crowds a little too drunk to be in public. But he wasn’t going to start complaining now, there was one thing his boss hated and that was complainers.

Turning around in his stool, he looked at the dark screen of his phone which he had placed on the counter after he bid Eoghan a good night sleep and promised to be there when he woke up eight hours ago (“Papa I had so much fun with those kids, Michael and Alaia even invited me to their house next week!”). After staring at the dark screen for a bit too long, the screen brightened and covering Eoghan’s eyes was a white message notification. Squinting a bit and leaning towards it, he didn’t feel the need to pick up the phone, Niall noticed Mary’s name in black.

Sorry I didn’t call tnite…, she texted.

He was surprised, after Mary had gotten a proper job and all, she was in bed at a reasonable time and cut off any communication till the next morning, but here she was texting Niall at three eighteen.

He wasn’t really surprised by the text messages though, Mary always forgot to call on the day she had promised she would, usually she’d shoot him a text about a week later apologizing. Again, there was nothing shocking by the text, albeit he was a bit relieved over the fact that Eoghan had clearly forgotten his mother was supposed to call him, it saved him the extra tears and blubbery statements.

Scoffing to himself, Niall angrily grabbed at his phone and tapped the notification; mary ur shite at this callin bck thing ,, nxt time don’t promise u’ll call . .

Just after sending it, the grey bubble and three dots immediately appeared, mentally preparing himself for a resentful conversation over text. They hadn’t always been like this, the constant arguing that occurred every time they talked (read: rarely) was a new development.

It’s nt my fault, nail l i, smthin cme up.

This was really getting tiring, Niall thought to himself. Something always came up with Mary, something always stopped her from calling back, something always stopped her from visiting Eoghan the few times she was supposed to. Something always got in the way of her actually being around her son.

The irritation that he’d originally felt before Harry had come in, came back in a wave. He felt childish punching in letters onto the screen, the irritation soon developed into anger and Niall couldn’t do much but tap harder on the screen.

smthing alwys comes up???

The three grey dots appeared again, but not waiting for her response he typed quickly a ‘i dnt wnt t do tis rght nw mary,, this is not a convo we shld be hving rght nw.’

The three grey dots appeared, waving around in their grey bubbled mocking Niall with his ignorance of her next text, but after a minute, the grey bubble disappeared.

“Fecking pathetic,” Niall scoffed, placing the phone down on the counter and crossing his arms over his chest he continued in irritation speaking to no one, “Always ends the conversation when it’s getting good.” shaking his head Niall bitterly laughed.

He was getting tired of this, the never-ending fights that they had, the stupid awkwardness that arose every time they spoke if they weren’t fighting, Mary’s fucking lack of trying to meet up Eoghan. He was tired of her excuses… But he get’s it, what more takes your time and steals it from under your grasp then a child--

But Eoghan is Mary’s son, her firstborn, and it may not be with Jonah but Eoghan still matters--

Niall’s bitter thoughts were cut off by the sharp rings of his phone, the screen lit up and Mary’s name popped up in white block letters just over the green and red buttons.

Fighting any urge to not pick up, he answered the call, “So you can find the shitting time to call me but you can’t even keep a promise to Eoghan? What the fuck do you want now Mary?” he spat out angrily. The last thing he wanted to do now was talk to her, especially when he could feel the impending headache starting its banging right at his left temple.

“Don’t fucking talk to me like that.” Mary breathed in sharply.

“Pardon, did my tone offend you? Did me reminding you that you have another son… Annoy you?” Niall said through the phone.

“Just because I missed one phone call? Look Niall, I had a busy day and I don’t need your crap right now--”

Interrupting her, Niall said, “You can’t make time for him? You talk to him twice a month, you seem him even less, and you live an hour away. You can’t spare a single second in your busy schedule to see Eoghan? What the fuck is wrong with you, Eoghan’s your fucking son too.”

“Why should I be the one having to go to you guys?! Why don’t you put some effort and bring him here--”

Chuckling mockingly, Niall rolls his eyes and with hostile quietness he says, “You sound like a fucking cunt--”

Before Niall could finish getting his sentence the bell over the door rang with the entrance of a ruffled Harry, who immediately stopped smiling when he saw the grim expression on Niall’s face.

Interrupting Mary’s angry shouts, calmly Niall said, “Call me when you get your fucking priorities straight, Mary.” and hung up.

“I… Pardon… Do you need something Harry?” Niall asked him, trying to calm down the rapid beating heart.

Clearing his throat, Harry stayed in his spot by the door, with embarrassment he says, “I… I’m really sorry, I didn’t realize you were…? I can- I can leave if you want me--”

Quickly interrupting him, Niall rushingly sat up from his seat, “No! I mean it’s okay… Uhh, nothing’s happening. I just… Do you n-need something?” he asked again.

Breathing out in relief Harry began making his way closer to the counter where Niall was stood, only taking a pause in front of the coffee maker. “Um, truthfully I came to… To get coffee. I just. I was driving home from the… From grading papers when I saw, um, that you were still here so I decided to drop by.”

Briefly glancing at Niall, Harry turned to the coffee machine and said, “I’m… I’m gonna get coffee.”

After an abrupt pause Niall asked, “You were grading papers at three in the morning?”

Even turned away from him, Niall could see Harry’s cheeks heating up.

“I- I may have fallen asleep and woken up a bit ago…”

Not able to control himself, Niall burst out laughing.

“It’s not funny!” Harry exclaimed.

Harry’s on his way out of the petrol station in a bit, coffee in hand and plenty of fatigue to carry him all the way home. Whilst Niall’s left inside of the small store, only accompanied by the humming of the refrigerators and the constant beeping of the vending machine.

Sighing, Niall slouched in his chair and began to count the beeps from the machine once again.

One… Two… ThreeFourFive…  Six… Seven…

Six a.m. came barrelling after his conversation with Mary. Stewing in his anger for the next two hours and a half, by the time six am hit, Niall was ready to head home and be with his son. Even if it would be for a bit. In the meantime, Niall gathered his stuff from the back where it was placed, and dropped it by the legs of the stool so at the moment Vicky passed through the door he’d be out in a jiffy.

More customers presented themselves around this time, most were just buying snacks or coffee because the stinking petroleum was enough to ward them off from refilling their tanks in this station. With newfound energy Niall rung up their orders and helped the next customer, trying to get them sorted out in less than a minute. Of course he understood that speeding up wouldn’t do much because he wasn’t allowed to leave the station without Vicky being there. As luck would have it, Niall was stuck manning the register for longer than he wanted, Vicky was once again running late.

After ringing up the last customer, Niall started tapping his fingers impatiently on the countertop, eyes flickering back and forth from the clock on the wall to the dark screen of his telephone.

“I’m here darling! I’m here!” Vicky said as she made her way through the door, the bell chiming after her arrival.

Resisting the urge to rush out of the room, Niall waited until Vicky made her way to the register, she walked slow but with purpose and a smile graced her face. “I’m sure you’re just dying to leave, love. Why don’t you head on out there.” She said kindly, waving to the direction of the door.

Any other time Niall would’ve insisted to stay for a few minutes until Vicky settled into her place, but today he was crawling out of his skin to get far from this place. He was ready to head home and get back to his bed… His son. Niall grabbed his bag and tapped Vicky’s frail left shoulder on his way out. He threw a “thank you!” behind his shoulder before making his way out to the bus stop where he would wait for a while for the bus to appear.

Once it did, Niall thanked up above for all the empty seats inside.

Getting back home was a blur, from exiting the bus to walking back home all faded away into the background because all he could think about was the conversation he had with Mary. Mary, the mother of his son, the woman he learned to love so dearly as a friend, the only woman who understood what Niall had felt and experienced with the birth of Eoghan… When had they gotten so distant from each other?

Thinking back, Niall couldn’t pinpoint a specific date or time, couldn’t remember when she stopped calling, when she started visiting less, it all happened so subtly he couldn’t remember it.

But it had happened and now they’re stuck in a loop of arguments that always went the same way and resulted in the sames ways. They wouldn’t talk for a few weeks, and then Mary would call again, and somehow they’d end up arguing about something.

They always do.

Dismissing his thoughts as he arrived at the complex, Niall was greeted with the sight of a tired looking Mrs. Martha waiting beside the front door of his flat, her arms were crossed on her chest once again, “You’ve got a very chatty boy, Niall.” was all she said before patting his arm and walking towards her own apartment.

He shook his head and scoffed, didn’t he know it.

When he entered his apartment, all Niall did was drop his bag and coat on the knob of the door and trudged towards the kitchen to prepare himself some tea.

There was no point in going for a nap when in a few minutes he’d have to get Eoghan up and ready for school.

He could feel the weight of sleepless nights slam down on his shoulders. All he wanted to do right now was cuddle up in his bed and sleep for long.

But he wouldn’t. He couldn’t.

The sound of the shrilling kettle woke him from his trance, he took a travel mug from inside the peeling cupboard and prepared himself some tea. “Here goes nothing.” He said to himself.

Eoghan was good to him this morning, seeing his Papa looking worn down was enough indication that this morning was not for playing around. He got up from bed without a fuss, getting up and ready without needing his Papa to tell him twice and even whilst he struggled to tie his shoe, he powered through it because he didn’t want Papa to be any more tired than he already was.

Eoghan settled himself up on the chair at the table and placed his hands on the top, “Papa can I have cereal today?” he asked, knowing that cereal was something easy to make and wouldn’t cause Papa any worry or trouble. He smiled up at his Papa who turned to him with a look of surprise and bewilderment when he said what he wanted.

Squinting his eyes, Niall asked the seven year old, “You sure you want that bud? I know you like eggs on toast better.” he could already tell what Eoghan was trying to do-- and that broke his heart.

Niall put the travel mug down and walked towards Eoghan, placing his arms around his son he said, “Buddy you don’t have to worry about me. If you want eggs on toast I’ll make it for you… I’m find O, just a bit tired, but that’s not something you have to worry about, okay?” he rubbed his hands over Eoghan back and closed his eyes.

This wasn’t what he wanted. He never wanted Eoghan, his seven year old, to worry about him. That’s why he always tried to put a front. To avoid something like this! A seven year old shouldn’t be worrying about his parent’s, not like this, not ever.

Feeling tears well up in his already bloodshot eyes, Niall blinked repetitively willing the tears away. “Baby don’t you ever worry about me.” he said hoarsely.

Niall crouched down to Eoghan’s stature and pressed his lips on his forehead.

“Okay Papa.” Eoghan said quietly.

The rest of the morning went without a hitch (and Eoghan had his eggs on toast).

_

Niall didn’t let himself fawn over this morning, knowing that if started thinking about this morning he’d never stop, and he didn’t want to beat himself up today. He wasn’t in the mood for self-pity and wallowing. Instead, he dropped Eoghan off with a brief hug and a promise that they’d go out for ice cream in the afternoon (“promise we’ll have ice cream?” Eoghan had asked. “I pinky promise.” Niall responded and then hooked their pinkies together.), his son deserved it anyways.

On the way up the stairs, Niall would take pauses to scroll through his phone, checking if any of his professors had put up the grades for his final exams. This was his last year and all he was taking was three classes, the only thing he needed now was to pass them and he’d finally be finished with school.

And maybe I’ll be able to get a better job.

Niall stopped once again on the bottom of the steps of the third floor, balancing the empty travel mug under his armpits he unlocked his phone once again with shaky hands to reload the empty page. For a second Niall cursed his stupid mobile for being so slow when finally the page appeared.

“Oh sweet Jesus.” Niall whispered to himself.

There, on the page, was his first final grade.

An A-

“What’cha looking at?” Niall was pulled out of his excitement when he felt someone tap on his shoulder. Slightly jumping in fright, he turned to the incoming stranger.

Not a stranger at all, because there stood Harry again with his hands behind his back and a pearly white-smile.

“Jesus you scared me Harry!” Niall exclaimed.

Harry threw his head back in laughter, “You could’ve given me a heart-attack.” Niall said, biting back a smile.

In the midst of his laughter, Harry managed to spit out a, “Sorry! You were just so focused on your phone!” it took him a while to calm down, but once he did, Harry cleared his throat and tried to keep himself from laughing again once he saw Niall’s unamused expression.

He cleared his throat again and said, “Uh… Hello and good morning.” with a bright smile.

Niall rolled his eyes and cracked a small smile, “Good morning to you too. What is it you’re doing here again?”

“I am here to visit my grandmother, actually, for tea.” Harry said, and a second later added, “Would you like to come with? I’m sure my grandmother would love to see you again.” pointing to the top of the stairs.

Shaking his head, Niall said, “Thanks but I’m just going to go home and get some rest… It’s uh.. It’s been a long night.”

“Very well then,” Harry said, “I’ll just accompany you up the stairs.”

As they both walked up the cramped set of stairs in silence, Niall tried to walk up without constantly bumping into Harry. There’s only so much space at the staircase with two grown men walking side-by-side.

Once they made it up to the sixth floor, Niall slowed his walk as they approached his apartment door.

“I guess I’ll see you later then.” Niall said.

Harry nodded his head and waited until the blond man had unlocked his door (not after struggling for a few seconds) before saying, “Wait! Um… Actually I was wondering if I could, um, get your number… You know… Since, uh… You seem like a good guy and… Um--”

Hearing Harry stumble his way through an explanation, Niall spared him and held out his hand, “I… I’ll put my number in your phone.”

Surprised at the comment, Harry fumbled to get his phone out. Unlocking it haphazardly and then placed it on Niall’s awaiting hand.

With the phone in hand Niall typed in his number quickly and then returned it back to him, “Have a good day Harry.” he said before walking into his apartment and leaving Harry outside with a content smile slowly crawling onto an expression

Niall could feel the jitters working their way through his body, his hands shook as he turned the knob and his tummy fluttered with nerves that he hadn’t felt since he fancied his first ever girlfriend. Trying to ignore the feeling of excitement making its way present, he bit down on his lip to stop the smile and shook his head.

He’d only given his number to Harry, that’s it, nothing really to get excited about for God’s sake Niall, he thought to himself. Ridding his thoughts of Harry Niall gazed around the room and grunted in displeasure. The sight of his flat looking dirty and cluttered all at once reminded him of how long it’s been since he properly cleaned the house instead of just shoving things under the table and into the closet.

The floor was covered in random socks with no same pair next to it and toys that Eoghan loved to pick up and later put down on the same place he found them.

Walking down the hall, he pushed the toys Eoghan had neglected to put away and went into his room to get the cleaning supplies out.

He had a long day ahead.

_

By the time mid-day approached, Niall had managed to clean up the living room and kitchen, leaving spotless floors and counters, as well as organized shelves and toys out of sight. He was feeling much better with having accomplished most of the cleaning before having to go pick up Eoghan.

Niall was about to get started on cleaning the bathroom, something he was not looking forward to, when the silence of the room was cut by the sound of Niall’s shrill ringtone, his mobile shook violently inside of his pocket.. (He was really getting annoyed by the ringtone)

“Hello?” He said whilst walking into the bathroom. He had about an hour before he needed to leave the apartment to get to the bus stop in time to go pickup Eoghan, and he’d at least like to get the bathroom done before picking his son up.

“Oh good, you picked up. Hello Niall!” And on the other side was his wonderful father, Bobby.

“Hey, Da, what’s up? Wasn’t expecting to hear from you today.” Niall said as he started to scrub the toilet.

“I was thinking earlier about you and realized it’s been awhile since we’ve chatted, let alone seen each other. How’ve you been, huh? What about Eoghan? Is he there with you?”

“We’ve been great Da. Eoghan’s in school right now and I’m just getting some cleaning done but I’m leaving soon to pick him up. He’s been well, he was a bit under the weather earlier this week but he’s much better now. How’ve you been Da?”

After scrubbing the toilet, Niall stood up from his knees and moved on to the next task. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but the scent of cleaning supplies was kind of nice.

“Oh I’m doing well. I saw Greg and Theo a few days ago, he’s growing up so fast you know? Oh Niall, son, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen you and Eoghan. When can you come over? Maura mentioned that he hasn’t seen you either.” His voice grew faint and began to sound upset.

Niall stopped what he was doing and looked down at his socked feet. It had been a long time since he’s seen his parents. He hated when his mother mentioned how long it’s been, it always served to remind him that he would never be able to afford taking the time off to visit his family, or even go on a holiday.

Missing work for more than a day was not something Niall was looking to do. Every pay meant stability for the two of them.

And of course he wanted to see his parent’s, of course he wanted to see his nephew again, Niall had always been a family man and it killed him to be so far away from them (even though the last time he’d seen them Maura had all but boasted on Greg’s “incredible” life choices of waiting to get married to have a kid, but that was besides the point). But he couldn’t, not now, not when he was barely surviving paying all the bills on time.

Softly Niall said, “Da… You know I’d like to go, but… I can’t now. I’m too busy now, a lot is going on in our lives and… You know I’d love to see you guys again.”

Bobby sighed through the other end and said, “I know Nialler.”

Feeling the weight of Bobby’s words guilt him down, Niall sat on the edge of the tub, and said, “I’m sorry Da.”

“No worries, son. I know how it is. You know… I- I just… Miss you both, that’s all. But don’t worry. Christmas is coming up, maybe I’ll be able to pay you guys a visit, huh?” Bobby said, ever the optimist.

Niall nodded his head, “Yeah.” although he wouldn’t be surprised if his father didn’t come to visit, the old man could barely stand to miss a day of work.

After a pause Bobby added, “Well, I’ll leave you to the cleaning. Tell Eoghan I said hi.”

“Sure will Pa. Talk to you later.” He said before clicking off.

And he was left to wallow and stew in silence, on his lonesome.

It was time to pick Eoghan up.

_

a/n: sorry for the long wait. this isn’t my best but I hope you still enjoyed it. thank you and feedback is much appreciated. x

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[cryaoticbanana]

i could be lithromantic lol,

other than being disappointed that i hv to label myself in order to find out what exactly i am & what causes me to feel a certain fucking way, let’s delve deeper into this shall we, how fun.

traits (?) i guess that lithromantics have:

-feeling romantic attraction fade upon reciprocation (rlly fucking true sometimes for me. like the mere thought of having to commit to a certain rs once i ascertain the other person’s interest just makes me wanna kms. like before my feelings are reciprocated i wld totally fantasise abt being in a rs with them, only to realise i wont want it to happen in the end lol life)

-experiencing discomfort in having to enter a romantic rs with crush (YES bc how do u act around them like the entire dynamic is gonna change and Ahahahha idk)

-fantasising abt romance, but only having it in theory & not practical (basically what i mentioned above)

-finding rs bothersome (yes fuck hving to pay attention to someone, text them everyday, basically act like a girlfriend is A PAIN IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE; cringing at romantic texts, receiving cheesy ass gifts oh no)

-awkward at emotional expression of love (100% me lol i cannot deal it when ppl confess & say words like “you’re so important”, “you look beautiful”, “i like you alot” ah fuck i know it’s a nice compliment but hell if i can handle it lol disgusting BLEHEHJJS)

-hate talking abt feelings (to a certain extent its nice to rant & have someone to confide in, but having to put myself out there & be vulnerable isnt nice)

-hates PDA (fuck yes, hate to do it, hate to see it, fuck off)

-feeling comfortable in only platonic rs with the opposite sex (YES.)

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To understand the theory and the formation of power set we must first understand the definitions of cardinality because it plays a big role in this theorem. Our text describes cardinality of a set to mean "the 'number' of things in the set with the understanding that the set may contain infinitely many things." However, it is possible for a set to have a described amount of things which in turn defines the cardinality of that set. For example, a set describing the number of states in the United States of America will finitely have a cardinality of 50, no more no less, because i is a proven fact that there are currently 50 states in the nation.

Hving the knowledge of the cardinality of a set in mind, we can now begin to think about the question can infinities be bigger than one another? This question can be answered using Cantor's Power Set Theorem. The rules for this theory are as follows: For any set, aka S, either finite or infinite, the cardinality of the pwer set of S, P(S), is strictly greater than the cardinality of S. The rule is basically explaining that all subsets of an original set will be arger than the original set because there are more outcomes available in the subset. For example:

We have N which is the original set and S which is the set of all subsets of N. If we were to write out all the possibilities for each of the sets we would get the following:

N = A, B, C, D

S = { }, {A}, {B}, {C}, {D}, {AB}, {AC}, {AD}, {BA}, {BC}, {BD}...

The original set has a finite cardinality of 4, while in subset S, the letters can be mixed and matched in a multitude of ways. Furthermore, if you were to include an additional subset, this would open up more options for mixing and matching and this pattern would continue for eternity if desired.

[translightyagami]

Otp questions for Matsuda/Light?

dflkjskaljf;ldfsakj ALL OF THEM????? aight dude.

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?

i don’t think either of them spends a lot of money on each other. their relationship isn’t rlly....over the table. but i think matsuda gets light presents sometimes like that sashmi phone charm or fun socks. he definitely DEFINITELY gets light something on valentines day bc he sort of hopes light will do the same but uh light has to go on his lunch break to the nearest convience store and buy some shitty chocolates bc he doesn’t want matsuda to know he forgot. except matsuda like knows, he’s just too nice and a little too into light to say anything.

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?

matsuda will lay his head on light’s lap while light is doing paper work. its late on a tuesday when they hv light’s apartment to themselves which almost nvr happens and he’s running his hand thru matsuda’s hair. its almost like they’re a real couple. it’s almost like light cares.

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?

they r both way too conservative abt their bodies to walk around half naked anywhere but if matsuda spills something on his shirt he’s not gonna soak in that cold coffee. he’ll strip that shirt off and use light’s washing machine and then chill in the kitchen. light yells at him, which scares the shit out of matsuda bc light almost nvr yells at ppl if he can help it, and tells him that misa is going to b home in like an hour so he can’t b waltzing around w no shirt on. then he stops, sees matsuda’s wide eyes and his anger slinks back into it’s cage so he offers to blow him as an apology.

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?

matsuda is always getting on light for staying up too late. “you’re giving kira too much of your time!” he says and light just gets this ugly look on his face like he’s halfway to a laugh but also abt to melt. “how else can we bring him to justice,” he says, “if we aren’t giving up some parts of our comfort?” that shuts matsuda up.

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?

god they both suck so hard at cooking. matsuda tries to make them like romantic meals and light lets him bc he loves it when ppl do things for him ever at all. all the meals end up burnt and light tells matsuda he doesn’t mind but he rlly rlly does bc then he has to explain to misa why their apartment smells like burned chicken. they order takeout or go somewhere to eat and its rlly uncomfortable for the rest of the night.

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?

oh for sure matsuda sees those, like, couples memes and wants desperately to send them to light and b like “ha that’s us” but he’s not sure if they count as a couple since light makes him leave immeadiately after they fuck. so instead he just sort of casually will announce that this meme makes him think of someone and light doesn’t look up from his work like “what’s a meme?”

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?

god they r like different sizes but sometimes, if light is weak and lets matsuda convince him to go to his place, light borrows a shirt from matsuda that’s too big on his all flat angles body. it hangs on him and it kind of....turns matsuda on a little?? they’re all his old college track shirts. light always returns them promptly the next day, washed and folded in a plastic bag.

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”

light likes to send matsuda on errands bc he knows he can and also he hates hving to do small tasks so he’ll like send him to get lunch and then when he gets back will get huffy if he forgets to bring like...enough napkins.

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

it’s canonical in my headcanon that light is a very bad driver and matsuda actually had to help him learn so matsuda drives them most of the time. light gives surprisingly good directions for what a shit driver he is, mostly bc he has a good memory and spent a lot of time using the subway so he knows his streets. get him out in the country tho and he’s like “uhhhh turn left?? maybe right??? lets use the gps.”

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?

light poses and matsuda draws a shitty stick figure w a tie on. light must stiffle the urge to rip it up and it’s the greatest feat of strength he’s ever managed.

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?

uhhuhuhuuhhh shit man i literally hv no idea with this one!!! neither of them can do a backflip but matsuda is convinced that if given the chance, he could do one and then light and he hv that charlie and mac argument of “u can’t do a backflip” “i do a backflip every day of my life!!”

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?

literally. neither of them stops the other one. light doesn’t drink a lot but matsuda will take him out clubbing which means light gets drunk off two cocktails and half of matsuda’s rum n’ coke. he dances to ariana grande and pulls matsuda on the floor and matsuda is so flattered by the attention that he lets light get drunker until he’s swaying and they hv to take a cab back to his apartment bc he can barely stand.

13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?

i think i said in the first question, but matsuda often leaves light little gifts.

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?

dslkfjla;skdfj;aslkfj;slfa matsuda sometimes puts yagami as his last name but that’s only bc he spends so much time w that family. he’d b so pleased to marry into it honestly. its a secret dream of his to propose to light and for light to accept and it keeps him warm on nights when light won’t return his calls.

15: Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?

neither of them take the spider outside but matsuda will just smack it w his shoe. light gets the bug spray and watches the spider die, slowly and painfully. he only ever does this when no one else is around but god, it’s a little thrill to take the edge off.

16: Which one gives the other their jacket?

matsuda forgets his jacket A Lot and so light will offer his as a token of affection (or at least as much a token as light can manage). it nvr fits but the same song and dance happens every time. matsuda wishes that light would forget his jacket once so it would b the other way around but uhhhh mr. five hundred plans at once has nvr been unprepared for bad weather. except once on a certain rooftop but like who’s keeping score?

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?

their relationship is secret so nobody. but if sayu knew, she’d hv a word or two for matsuda abt dating her wonderful brother who deserves the best boyfriend life has to offer.

18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?

hmm. this one is......tough. neither of them every say anything but matsuda almost does. it takes a while. it takes several times of matsuda getting up to put on his shoes and looking over his shoulder, asking if light’s sure he wants to be alone. its a lot of him “dropping by” when he knows misa isn’t home but light didn’t ask him to come over and just watching tv together. he’s like a frog in water slowly boiling until he realizes the water is too hot and he’s burning with some kinda something for light. so he works up a little courage and a little stupidity and one night, after sex, he rolls over and asks light what they are. light blinks and smiles. “we’re friends,” he says and matsuda’s heart is a brick sinking into his stomach. “oh,” he says. “okay.” he doesn’t bring it up again.

a week later, light calls one of their outings a date and the brick starts to lift.

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?

Oh They’d B Such Shit.

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?

is this.....are you trying to ask me who does 1337 speak? okay okay. u would b surprised but i think light uses a lot of text chat when he messages ppl he’s closer to. if its like a work message, its all business but if it’s like a booty call to matsuda its like “hey wyd?” matsuda texts in such.....text code....u would hv to hv one of those “what is ur teen saying” guides next to u to understand. light can’t keep up. the only time matsuda texts with perfect grammar is when he’s sexting and honestly? that is half of what drives light wild.

21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them?

here’s the facts: light likes matsuda but if he saw him getting bullied or anything and protecting him meant bringing himself to literally any harm? he’d turn right around and go in a different direction. matsuda defends light constantly whenever someone says something abt him being kira. anyone got anything to say abt light yagami? matsuda is on ‘em at the drop of a hat.

22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?

god matsuda makes so many puns. he’s out of control. every time he opens his mouth its light’s worst nightmare which is nice humor and fun. he’ll grit his teeth and smile but inside he’s in special dead hell which is for ppl hearing bad jokes. BUT there’s one time where light is doing something and doesn’t catch himself b4 just out loud making a pun and the grin on matsuda’s? could’ve lit up an entire stadium.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?

if matsuda ever brought a puppy into light’s home, he’d b out on his ass in a minute. his dick game isn’t that strong.

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

matsuda is actually a little stronger than light, he’s like short-ish but built and frequently has to carry light home from clubs bc he can’t handle his alcohol. when he does carry him, light gets v handsy and matsuda has to like try and calm him down which is hard bc matsuda is drunk too? uhuhuh here’s something: one time when matsuda was carrying light home, light kept up this stream of conversation abt nothing and then started to make this weird, choked crying noise and matsuda was like whats wrong and light just kept saying “he’s dead” all gargled n shit. matsuda got him home and everything and light offered to hv sex with him but there was something so dead eyed abt him that matsuda was like “uhhhh i’ll just go home.” and light looked v small and matsuda knew he should probably stay, that light would b sick soon and probably vomit and he should definitely stay but he leaves anyway. he thinks abt that a lot after he shoots light. abt the way he lay there like a corpse, like he died six years ago and was haunting himself.

25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?

every once in a while light will do some intramural sports like soccer just to keep up his physique (he’s one of those ppl that like sports over like gym time) and matsuda always goes w misa under the pretense of their friendship. secretly tho he’s checking out light’s legs in shorts. light has v defined thighs.

26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder?

matsuda takes eight selfies every rare occasion light sleeps on him and uses the kitty ear filter on them. he only sends the snapchat to his mom, who is the only person that knows abt him and light, and keeps the photo saved on his phone. light nvr finds out abt them. matsuda’s mom snapchats him back a thumbs up.

27: Which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?

light would definitely give matsuda pointers and he actually does it, unsolicited, pretty often. if he could get a crack at matsuda’s waredrobe? god. the amount of macy’s casual wear he would shove in there. he hates matsuda’s day off clothes. worn jeans??? no thanks!!!

28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?

matsuda has a lizard named suds and light is not terrified of it, okay??? he just doesn’t like how it feels when it touches his skin and also how its eyes look and also he’s maybe a little scared of it so whatever

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

light insists on holding the umbrella bc he’s taller and likes the control but if he’s super busy and speedwalking he lets matsuda do it. also bc he likes flexing his ability to make ppl do things and it makes him feel royal to hv someone else hold his umbrella.

30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? Who would take the pictures?

well, they’d literally nvr go on vacation bc they r not in that kind of relationship BUT if they did, they’d probably just go out to the country to a bed n breakfast in the gayest fashion possible. light would use the time to read some books he bought but nvr got around to reading. matsuda attempts to write a science fiction story which he is too embarassed to show light. light hacks his computer when he’s asleep so he can read it and finds out that the love interest is just a thinly veiled version of himself so he shuts the computer and crawls in bed, blushing bc he’s flattered and bc there were a lot of alien sex scenes w his character.

matsuda takes several phone pics of light falling asleep in the car on the way to the bed n breakfast and is sorely tempted to save one as his phone background. he doesn’t but he does keep one of those pictures even after light dies. it reminds him that light was human. that somewhere there was a person in there, that he didn’t sleep with a monster.

[translightyagami]

ahh i wanna know your LightxMatsuda headcanons for #s 2, 4, 9, 20, 28!

Big spoon/Little spoon?hmmmmmmm that’s hard to say. while i think light is not a fan of spooning at all (not big on ppl being In His Space) matsuda loves to b close and affectionate so he makes an exception. matsuda wants to b the little spoon which light accepts bc u know big spoon = masc but it takes only four times of him being the big spoon before he calls it off bc his arm is numb. after that matsuda must take on the role of big spoon. god this got complicated. tbh i nvr see them rlly sleeping in the same bed bc i doubt light lets matsuda sleep over and they p much nvr hv sex at matsuda’s place bc light can’t stand not hving home court advantage.Favorite non-sexual activity? matsuda likes to take light out to bars and explore the nightlife. he’s a v extroverted and fun-loving dude and it makes him, like, bummed out that light nvr rlly goes out on the town. so on the weekends if they’re both free, matsuda always calls light up and drags him away from whatever scheme he’s concocting so they can do shots or whatever. light hates it at first bc he’s a complete homebody who doesn’t actually “enjoy” “fun” but finds that vodka is actually his soulmate and getting out of the loveless apartment he shares w misa is good?? plus at the end of the night he’s always a lil sloppy drunk and makes matsuda kiss him b4 he drops him off.  Who worries the most?light. he’s in a constant state of being worried abt something or another. if it’s not a worry abt his identity being revealed, its something more mundane like whether or not misa is going to find that sock matsuda left behind. as for matsuda, i think he worries but on a more emotional scale. he worries abt light’s health and has since L died. every time he broaches the topic of maybe light seeing a therapist he gets shut down hard.What do their family/friends think of their relationship?neither of them is willing to make their relationship public altho aizawa has his suspicions. matsuda wonders a lot abt how light’s parents would react to them being together esp since he’s been v close w the yagami family for a long time. he hopes they’d b happy. he hopes light would b happy to bring him home. What do they do when they’re away from each other?light plots. he plans. he jerks off A Lot bc the only person he’s been hving a fufilling sex life with is matsuda and without him around there’s only his awkward encounters with misa. matsuda generally texts light a great deal whenever light’s away for a long period of time. there’s been a couple times where they tried some sexting which was actually fairly successful (matsuda is better at dirty talk than light expected!!) but most of the time its just little updates on their days. there’s a little normalcy in those texts and a spark of hope in matsuda telling him maybe light might actually b interested in them being something more.