#this year its chocolate because i haven't had ice cream at all in the past maybe 2 years

[hdawg1995]

if beaver is a fish during lent molt balls are not chocolate for the same reason. -Me, giving up chocolate instead of ice cream this year.

[alex51324]

Ice-Cream Quest Progress!

Back when the post about fun New Year's Resolutions was going around, I decided that this year I am going to try a new ice-cream flavor every month! This is a good resolution because I like ice-cream, but I tend to stick to the same few kinds.

I am off to a good start with January's flavor: Pistachio!

I actually went with gelato rather than ice cream this time, but I have decided that the terms of the resolution cover all frozen desserts that are eaten with a spoon. The Talenti Gelato was on sale, and screw-top jar makes it seem fancier than its neighbors in the ice-cream aisle.

I decided on pistachio for January because it's one of the few "main" flavors--not just vanilla or chocolate with different mix-ins, and available in numerous brands--that I haven't tried before. I'm not sure why I haven't--I like butter pecan, and butter almond, and maple walnut.

It's nice! The taste is fairly generically nutty, but lighter and more palate-cleansing than butter- or maple-nut ones--though that might be because it's gelato rather than ice cream? I will probably try pistachio again sometime, in a standard ice-cream brand.

What flavor should I try next? Pistachio was honestly kind of the only one I had in mind when I made this resolution. (That, and going to a creamery I used to drive past on the way to pick up the Friday Farm Box, that has some really unusual flavors--but I'm saving that for summer, so I need a grocery-store flavor for February.)

[ace-and-slutty]

The ones divisible by 8

Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? @catgirl-milk 's blog is a BLESSING.

Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Uh I haven't kissed anyone in A WHILE. I think last guy was the Infamous cis guy of the Saga, so NO

Favorite part of your daily routine? My cat wakes me up in the morning which is always absolutely wonderful. Anything to do with her is always lovely. I also really enjoy getting to get cozy in bed!

Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Eh, could I say none? Because I certainly find some attractive but I don't really want to have sex much period, much less with strangers, even hot ones.

What do you want to do after high school? I'm currently in college (going into my junior year) and I'd LOVE to become an archivist or librarian!

Have you ever been drunk? Yes, MANY times

Favourite colour? Not sure it counts, but anything iridescent or holographic I absolutely ADORE

Tell us the story of your first kiss? It was absolutely lovely. My ex asked me out the last Sunday of our winter break sophomore year of high school, and the next day we reunited for lunch. We'd been eating lunch with our friends for a while at that point, and I'd actually talked a lot about the fact I'd never had a first kiss, never been on a date, nothing. He later told me he'd have fantasies of asking me about it and asking if I'd like him to be my first kiss and that being how he'd ask me out. But what actually happened was that the lunch bell rang, we had to go back to class and before we split, he gave me a quick kiss and I nearly died of happiness. He later texted me to ask if it was okay that he kissed me, saying sorry for not asking beforehand and I fell in love on the spot. I was consumed by butterflies the rest of the day.

What colour are your towels? I don't really have a set or anything but I've got a Grey one and a black one

What colour pants are you wearing? Black!

Last person you talked to today? On here is @hxrnynonbinaryboyo and in real life I just saw one of my best friends! I call her my wife because she's like my platonic soulmate

Favourite actress? I wish I could say local people haha, there are a couple amazing people here in Texas!

Do you miss anyone from your past? YES SO MUCH. Probably not a shock if you've been following my stuff closely but I miss my ex like crazy and it does in fact drive me a wee bit crazy he's on the nsfw side of tumblr too lol. He and his current partner did some really shitty things to me, but he was an excellent boyfriend for three years and my best friend for a long time. And I've lost a lot of people very suddenly in the past couple of years I miss every single day.

Who was the last person you cried in front of? Embarrassingly, a LOT of people. My dog Sweetie was put down in early May and the day it happened, I was in class, miles away. Minutes before I had to present, I found out she was gone and I cried in front of the whole class.

120. Are you afraid of the dark? Not really

128. Would you change your name? I have once, being trans and all. I probably wouldn't again, unless it really mattered to my partner i take their last name or something.

Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? At home, I don't actually have a door (my room wasn't intended to be a room lol) but before we moved, I'd sleep with the door open so Tig could explore the rest of the upstairs if she wanted. At school, I always keep my door closed and locked.

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? All are excellent, maybe dark is my favorite? I tend not to like chocolate on its own though, i prefer ice cream and pastries miles over candies and chocolates

Thank you so much for all the asks!

[addytheheartbreaker]

Blind Memory

Chapter 1: Familiar touch in image

Somewhere on New York, Joen was at his theme park kitchen cooking up in great pride to finish up the list of the menu of his popular hotdog theme restaurant as he patiently waiting for the two masked people to run onto his amusement park. Joen always thought about his old rival friend about what happen since the rivalry with their own brothers until the peace treaty, quite funny he still remembers after the peace ceremony his rival's brother who is the leader of the 5 group of brothers let him hang out together for fun. He gladly did the things at the amusement park and circus just for him to have fun.

Joen loves to make everyone happy and he adores it when people complement him something very nice that flatters him. Of course, in the Masked Singer he had become very popular all thanks to his coach that his amusement park is now crowded with people visiting and enjoying the wonderful fun and laughter they ever had and forever in memory. Joen is actually wearing his rabbit mask today as he placing the finish chicken at the counter then he heard someone calling his name just in time to meet face to face to who it is.

Joen: Nicol Macgille! No time no see buddy!

Joen gave his visitor a hand shake. The man wearing a doberman dog masks and a military with silver armour is name Nicol Mcgille, Joen's old friend and rival, friends with a celebrity former boy band member Nick Carter. Nicol laughs and hugged his old friend before letting him go with a smile on his face.

Nicol: Glad to meet you after the last 5 years Rabbit. Anyways I could see the counter is full over there.

Joen: oh yeah, defiantly Dog. I was kinda over added the menu for the new girl. So where was she?

Nicol: hold your horses Joen, getting excited much to meet my dollface? She will be ready to greet you in perfect posture.

Joen look at him confuse.

Joen: perfect posture? Dude, I'm alright with someone to meet me in open arms. If this girl is a Rabbit fan at the show then she is more then welcome at my wonderland.

Nicol: no, its her doing not yours. Anyway, I'll get her for you.

Nicol went to find her as Joen happily hum himself till he is out of reality from his thoughts. He really enjoyed making people laugh and have fun, he is wondering what the foreign girl looks like, how she laugh was sounds like and get to know her with he favorite rides and foods and most importantly he thought about what her smile looks like and what her personality is. Hearing Nicol has return with the girl and notice the rabbit man was out of his reality.

Nicol: yo, Rabbit. I'm here!

Joen snaps out from his imagination and return back to reality to see Nicol in front of him. He look around and at his surprises, there someone behind the Dog which is actually the foreign girl. Nicol ask her to introduce him then the girl take a deep breath and went beside Nicol revealing herself. Joen look at the girl which gives him something off. The girl was a ball-jointed doll which he could see at her hands and knees, she is wearing a plain white blouse, a pink corset skirt underneath a white skirt with ruffles at the end of her skirt, black flat heel shoes wearing a skin like colored stockings and finish up is the doll girl's black, long, wavy hair just at below from her back wearing a white with highlight pink flower headband and a mask painted in half black and white.

The doll girl is very shy at first which is why she is behind Nicol before she gain her confidence as Nicol introduce her.

Nicol: Rabbit, meet my foreign friend Doll, she is from Philippines.

The Doll bow in grace is a sign of greeting, but Joen couldn't make out what she looks like, however, her mask isn't fully covered her face but her lips are exposed. Her lips was close shut, not giving a single voice for him to be heard from her. Joen felt something is wrong with the doll girl and raise his hand to gave her a hand shake at his left hand as the Dog added him some information.

Nicol: by the way, she is also a fan of you Rabbit.

Joen glady, he is about to gave her a handshake knowing she is also a fan of his. Waiting for her to grab his hand to shake it, the Doll look up to the Dog and he gave her a "go ahead" look inside his dog mask as she shyly and gently hold his hand with her left hand and start handshaking. Joen flinch in surprised a little which he had no idea but the handshake was light. Very light that signal him that he had felt this type of handshake by someone before. He look at the doll girl who is still wearing a mask with her, mouth didn't open a smile at him as if she didn't give any emotion.

Joen is still looking at her and he didn't let go of her left hand as he squeeze it a little. He felt the skin like porcelain hand from her by someone before, he is now off from the touch and the uncomfortable glance on her. As the Dog grab the Doll's wrist about to let go the handshake. He move the left sleeve of her blouse revealing a small crack on her wrist with a hint of faded red lined at the small cracks. The Rabbit recognized that crack in her wrist before. Before he let go of the handshake, a lightning strike into his head with his head twitch that he knew someone long ago. The hand he felt, the look on her mouth with no emotions, her wrist with cracks on it. Did he knew her before? His mind felt dizzy a bit and his mind send him an dark hazy image viewing something like he had never seen but felt so familiar.

A mysterious girl wearing a white hospital like gown stepping away slowly from him with his left hand reaching out at her with blood on his hand before Joen snaps out of his mind with another twitch as he let go of her hand. His hand reach out at her the same way as the image. The Doll step back and hold the Dog's arm while she still looking at Joen shyly. Joen twitch again, the way she step back from him and went to her left side while she still looking at him with his hand still reaching out at her. The same image of him reaching at the female figure from his past before someone hold his shoulder.

Nicol: Rabbit?

The rabbit man look up to see the Dog holding his shoulder.

Nicol: are you alright?

Joen: .....

Joen didn't answered but he haven't move his eyes on her but thanks to his mask, the two mask visitors would not notice him staring at her. This foreign girl, a doll girl who might look familiar to him but he won't ask her as he ignored the strange feeling at the inside.

Joen: yeah, I'm fine Dog. Anyway, two seems hungry and exhaust today huh? Why not come inside and I'll give you what you want.

The two mask visitors nodded and went inside his restaurant with hungry looks behind the mask. Joen pick up the order from them, Nicol ordered some chicken and waffles and a large cup of soda while for Doll, she ordered some chicken with fries along with chocolate ice cream and a bottle of water. Joen gave a smile at the two visitors with the Dog smiling back behind his mask, except Doll who still wearing the same look at him. Jeon did not understand why she isn't smiling and he was curious on what or why did she look so.... Expressionless....

Joen: um Nicol?

Nicol: yeah?

Joen: can I talk to you for a second?

Nicol: make it quick because I am running out of time now.

Nicol told Doll to wait at the table and said "alright, I will wait" with a softly yet shy voice. Her voice is shy and light as if she isn't very talkative often then anyone. Another strike at the head from the Rabbit hits him after hearing her voice for the first time until the two mask males went to Joen's kitchen for a private chat.

Joen: Nicol, about the girl that you are with. I felt like I know her somewhere along time ago.

Nicol: are you sure? She didn't seem like she knows you at all.

Joen: I know, well sorry for not letting go of her hand yet her touch and the look on her expose mouth from her mask, even the voice as well. My mind told me I have met her along time ago.

Nicol gave a unsure and confuse look.

Nicol: are you crazy of something? Doll told me she has been staying at Philippines for all her life until she came here this year. Have you even went to Philippines before Joen?

In Joen's head he is right. He never been to Philippines or even tour there with his brothers before. But that girl, the image on his mind kept replaying itself without stopping. Why is it hard for his head to stop whenever he look at her? Joen did not notice his old rival friend exit the kitchen and went to Doll as they talk to each other. Joen went to them then look at her.

He needs to get to know her and find out who she is if she knew what he think he knew.

Joen: so Dog, is she available to stay here to have a tour around my amusement park? I would gladly gave her the magical fun I put on this place.

Nicol: that would be wonderful for you to do that-

Addy: um... Nicol?

The dog man look at her.

Nicol: yes?

Addy: I have to go back.

Nicol: but Addy, you said you are excited to be here.

Addy: of course I told you that but I was only excited to look at this place, nothing else. I need to go back.

Nicol: Dollface, you said you missed the amusement park you are yearning to went to. He can-

Addy: it is too late for that....

Joen: w-what?

Joen surprised to what she had said. Her voice when she told Nicol was confident yet firm that he might notice a hint of frustration could be heard. He could see Nicol's dog mask sadden from her as he pat her head. Joen was worried about them.

Nicol: another time?

Addy: another time Dog.

Nicol turn to Joen with a sad smile behind his dog mask.

Nicol: sorry bud but we should be going now Joen, thanks for the food buddy. Taste delicious as always Rabbit. I'll see you next time.

Joen: yeah....

He wave goodbye to his rival friend and the doll girl, unfortunately the Doll name Addy didn't look back to him but she was actually shy as Nicol wave goodbye to him then left Joen's amusement park. Joen stayed silent from the same place at the time thinking back at what just happen. The image in his head returns and it reveals a new one. The girl's mouth was close and emotionless with a hint of sadness in it, the girl actually wearing a white dress that he couldn't make out from his memory in just a small detail, black, long, wavy hair in pigtails and her eyes were covered in a white blindfold. The image revealed the girl and her left wrist with a small crack similar to the Doll's wrist. The image stops and Joen felt dizzy for the moment he saw the image playing into his head aching him.

Why is that image even involded to his mind along with Addy the Doll who Nicol the Dog introduce him? He felt like he is getting sick and twitches his head as he teleported on his way back to the mansion. What just happen to him? The image while he teleported at the mansions outside stairs revealing to him again. And this time the image plays the same girl who seems younger then him that he couldn't make out how old she is and saw them running up the stairs. Joen is getting more dizzy and tiring him from the image playing again and went on the front down walking weirdly without a doorbell or even called out to the others that he is home.

Someone at the hallway walk passing him and saw Joen walking by as he went to his direction to greet him.

Ronnie: ah, Joen Roger! Welcome back home Rabbit, uh... Are you alright?

Joen didn't answered instead he ignore his question and walk pass him. The person who Joen walk pass is none other then the showman Peacock himself Ronnie, apprentice to the superstar in Las Vegas Donny Osmond. Ronnie look surpassingly confuse then look behind him to see the rabbit man went back to his room with no answer for the peacock man. But this caught his attention from him. He could barely see somethings wrong with him, after all Joen the Rabbit could never ignore the questions from someone at the mansion. He is very honest to everyone but he never seen Joen getting himself out of character. He did what he could do and went to the living room where Bebe and Linette was then inform them about Joen's concerning behaviour.

This concern them especially Linette who she knew almost a details about Joen except he never told her everything about himself or his rough past. Writing down at everyone's information at her typewriter with the help of Lea gathering all the rumors with her employees to find more information about them, mostly the Rabbit man himself. The Unicorn lady herself didn't get every detail or any credit of his secret of himself even asking his brothers about it. However, the 5 Rabbit brothers are so mysterious and secretive about themselves more then the other members in this mansion. Even Lea, his best friend who has been there for each other in just 8 years didn't get anything but rumors that could be either true or not. However, this is different then they imagine, something is truely wrong with Joen. The queen bee would be the one look over him for now and she seems concern for the rabbit man's behavior to whatever it is.

At the Rabbit's room, Joen removed his rabbit mask before hopping onto his bed and lazily laying his back and hold his head. The image stops playing but instead it gave him a headache which Joen groan in pain from the headache.

Joen: ugh I need some rest....

He said to himself and turn off the lights with a single snap from his figures then close his eyes to sleep.

To be continue...

[rixxy8173571m3w1p3]

September Song (2/3)

I’m sorry @kitten-wrath that this took so long, but I do hope you like it. @hoodoo12 @xerxezra thanks for brainstorming with me. Also, Ice Cream Rick belongs @porkchop-ao3. References to the flowers can be found here (The Language Of Flowers) and pizza rolls here (Sick Day)

Also, special thanks go to @her-victori for reading a majority of my fics in a short span of time. You Rock! As well to random anons who leave me sweet words in my ask box.

If you haven't read the first part of this fic then here's the link. (Read Part1 Here)

In this fic the reader tries to be more reserved and mature for Rick, but what will he think?

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Chapter 2: These Precious Days

The mom and pop ice cream parlor which could be found at the edge of town offered over twenty flavors and twice as many topping options. Rick thought you'd prefer this quiet atmosphere over the crowd that would've surrounded Ice Cream Ricks truck in the Citadel; he was right. Though it really was a shame since Ice Cream Rick was actually pretty nice. After ordering, you two sat by the window with the best view of a lonely backroad and a white GMC truck.

“I-I-I like that you went for the rainbow jimmies.” Rick commented as he popped a mini gummy bear into his mouth.

“Hmm? Yeah, I like the texture.”

Which was true, but it wasn't the whole truth. You loved sprinkles on just about any dessert they could be placed on. They were fun, colorful, and your dad's favorite topping. They reminded you of good times. You continued. “And they're a classic. Wouldn't you agree?”

“I-I do. Would you say that y-your favorite flavor?”

Savoring the flavor of your chocolate ice cream, you nodded. “Yeah.”

Smiling softly, he seemed to be ruminating on this information, before storing it away and eating a spoonful of his pistachio ice cream. After a little while, he managed to get a bit of it on the side of his mouth, which made you giggle. And because old habits die hard, you picked up a napkin and wiped his face clean. Under your fingertips, his skin had that masculine roughness that came from constant shaving. Of course, you were familiar with it, but these slight reminders that came about by chance never failed to amaze you.

However, you were quick to pull your hand back because he wasn't a fan of public displays of affection, though it seemed to have the opposite effect, with him reaching out and placing your hand back on his cheek, and leaning into it. “I'm glad y-you were able to come with me today.”

Seeing as the shop owner was in the back room, you relaxed a little. “I am too.”

Rick was always a little funny when he got sentimental, which was why it didn't surprise you too much when his eyes bore through you as he said. “Me encanta estar c-contigo.”

“Rick,” you began, wanting to let this facade go and declare every single word of affection your heart felt inclined to say, but just as soon as you thought you were going to crack, you restrained yourself, and simply said. “your ice cream is going to melt.”

Several beats of silence passed, and he acknowledged what you had said, but he went on. “You - I-I sometimes wish I could carry you in my pocket, and have you look after me all the time, but th-that's silly isn't it? It's not realistic, and that w-would be selfish.”

“If it's you, then I don't think it is. While it wouldn't necessarily be practical to miniaturize me and carry me around, isn't the beauty of a relationship knowing that you're always on someone's mind and that they are out there somewhere caring and thinking about you?”

“Certainly, but what I-I meant to say is that it'd be nice if this was our life. If I could keep y-you and if you and me ugh - all th-the time…we - if we….” he faltered, fixing his eyes on something else in the room.

“You don't mean eating ice cream do you?”

With a sigh, he relinquished the hold he had on your hand, “N-no.” and continued to eat his ice cream; resigned, and slightly embarrassed. You couldn't help but feel a slight disappointment. It's not like he wanted to say the magic words. Right?

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After ice cream, you two visited the bookstore on the corner of Kinder St and Lavue Ave; which had not only a coffee shop but a toy store connected to it. As soon as one entered into it, you were met with the latest best sellers, books on travel and wellness, as well as souvenirs; it was one of few places that didn't bother you if it was cramped. To your left next to the window were those mint boxes which said Adventure Awaits, and it filled you with gladness as picked one up; thinking of little things you'd put in it after all the mints were gone. For his part, Zeta-7 seemed to know exactly what he was going for, disappearing in the back where all the used books were. Not knowing whether to follow or look around, you just did as you pleased.

Past the Keychain holder, above the box of mini hands, you found a Mister Rogers mug. You loved that wholesome old man who used to teach lessons and play with puppets on PBS; Rick reminded you of him too. On the label, it said that when you added hot water to the mug, Mister Rogers would change from a suit jacket into his cardigan. Seeing as Zeta-7 hadn't returned yet, you decided to buy it and continued to look around until he soon returned with an older book in hand. “I-I-I hope I hadn't kept you waiting long.”

Facing the bookshelf, pulling out books that you were mildly interested in, you answered. “I knew you would show up eventually.”

Noticing the stack of books you had, he asked sweetly. “M-m-mi corazón, do you want me t-to hold those books for you? They look a-a little heavy.”

You weren't sure how long you could keep up this facade of being mature and not melting into a puddle everytime he said things like that, with him being as darling as he was. Nonetheless, you nodded and he lightened the burden on your arms.

“Wow,” he brightened. “I-I didn't know you liked Alexandre Dumas.” And picking out another book, he wondered. “Have y-you ever read this?”

“The Man In the Iron Mask? No,” you admitted sadly. “but when I was in high school I did read about a third of The Count of Monte Cristo. I even have a postcard that my old English teacher sent me from Europe that had a picture of one of the buildings that was used in the movie.”

“That's s-s-so cool. Do - do you enjoy classic literature?”

Wholeheartedly, you replied. “Isn't it the best kind?”

“I-I-I don't know,” he softened. “but I don't know what I'd do without them.”

You thought of his home library then, with its eclectic mixture of languages, colors, and topics, and it made you feel warm in your soul. “If your home library tells me anything, it's that you have a healthy appetite for books.”

He glanced at your lips after you said this, but made no attempt to follow whatever thought which might've come to mind. Instead, you two carried on a lengthy discussion on books, how many were a social commentary of the time period, and how they influenced the world you lived in. For once you didn't have to pretend you knew something you didn't, cause you did know. Quite intimately in fact. And within the small spaces between shelves and bodies, where you'd normally feel claustrophobic, you were safe amongst all the friends you had yet to meet amongst the pages, and with Zeta-7 whose warm words and tall body shielded you from the curious eyes of the cashier.

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A stack of books sat quietly in the back seat of his car. Crickets chirped, and there were random feral cats here and there, but there was only you and him as far as you were concerned. September Song by Willie Nelson played on the car radio as he led you into a natural waltz next to the town lake, and moonlight reflected in his eyes. If you hadn't been so afraid of drowning, maybe you would've preferred to dance on the dock, but like this, it felt right.

Oh, it's a long long while

From May to December

But the days grow short

When you reach September

When the autumn weather

Turns leaves to flame

One hasn't got time

For the waiting game

With your head resting on his chest, he hummed along to the melody. More than once you heard a sniffle but assumed it was just Zeta-7 caught up in the moment again.

Oh the days dwindle down

To a precious few. ..

September, November. ..

And these few precious days

I'll spend with you.

These precious days

I'll spend with you.

You thought every day spent with him was precious, and you had to admit that you weren't sure at the beginning of your relationship if it would've worked out, but you were glad that the both of you took a chance, and had been pleasantly surprised ever since. And after all this time, now that it was the fall again, you wondered what the next year and the year after that would be like; the possibilities are endless. However, your train of thought was broken when Zeta-7 stopped dancing and stood there; covering his face, wanting to disappear.

“Rick?”

“I'm - I'm sorry, but I-I-I-I can't do this.”

“Can't do what?”

“I-I-I can't pretend that everything's o-okay. Something's th-the matter isn't it?”

“No there isn't.” you denied.

“Then why are y-y-you so quiet? Are w-we breaking up? Are you - are you leaving me?”

You literally wanted to smack yourself for being such an idiot. “No! Why would you think that?”

Using his phone, he paused the music and passed a hand through his hair in an attempt to calm himself. “Y-y-you haven't been yourself all evening. I thought for a moment that maybe th-things were alright back in the bookstore, but you - I know y-you were holding back. I know how much you love books, and writing is y-y-y-your passion, but you were hesitant in sharing your opinions on either subject. M-mi corazón,” he pleaded, the lines about his forehead and mouth deepening. “please b-be honest with me. Is this it?”

“No, it's not.”

Your plan, which you thought has been working went horribly wrong. So much for trying to act like an adult for once. Man, you only wanted to entice him, which you somewhat succeeded, but because of your stupid games, you'd led him to believe that you were unsatisfied with your relationship. If anything, you were unsatisfied with how you handled this. “Believe me Ricky, you haven't done anything wrong. In fact,” you sighed, your chest aching from the bloom of anxiety. “you've only been sweet and charming. But I….oh, I was only trying to impress you.”

“Huh? Wh-what?”

“Exactly. Whatever I thought I'd accomplish, it…..I only managed to mess it up. Again. You probably wouldn't get it,” Or maybe he would, but you weren't feeling like yourself. “but sometimes I feel like all you did was pull me out of my little bubble so I could wreak havoc. I'm not any different from hundreds of other versions of me, am I? Cause, if I'm like them, then how did I end up with you? How did I get so lucky to be with someone so wonderful? I hope they are happy because I am with you.”

With a hand pressed over his heart, a single tear made its way down his cheek. “M-me too. I'm so happy with you.”

“Somehow, despite all my inadequacies, you want me. I mean, is it stupid to believe that I just wanted to be different from all those other copies? That I just wanted you to think I was mature?”

Zeta-7 looked at you with a wistful hope in his eyes.“No, it's - it's not stupid. You - you did that f-for me?”

“Who else dear honey man of mine? Maybe it can't be helped and I'll just be what I am,” you confessed. “but for a moment I wanted to be different. So I gave myself the look and didn't overreact. And most of all, kept my mouth shut so you wouldn't get bored of my rambling. I know I talk too much.”

“N-no, that's not - have I led you t-to believe you weren't good enough?”

“Not on purpose, but I can't help but feel that way sometimes. We both know I'm not that special. I mean, the only impressive thing I've ever done is eat 37 pizza rolls, and not kill the flowers you gave me. I'm so sorry,” you cried, “I'm sorry you got stuck with an idiot.”

He pulled you in for a tight embrace, smoothing out your hair. “D-don't ever say that.” he cooed. “You're - you're clever, lovely, and always give me something t-t-to smile about.”

“Anyone can do that.”

Pulling back a little, he gave your shoulder a squeeze and softened. “N-no, not at all. Y-you give away dreams, smiles, and kindness. You're reliable, and I-I can trust you. And there is no one in the universe th-that could compare t-to you when it comes to being the perfect woman. If anything, I'm th-the defect here.”

“No, you're perfect Ricky.”

Placing a lock of hair behind your ear, he continued. “I'm glad y-you think so, but this isn't a-about me. You - you dressed up today, in a-a elegant dress that I'd n-never seen before,” and pressing a kiss behind your ear, he whispered with a little gleam of pride in his eyes.. “wearing the perfume I-I-I made you. Smelling like a-a dream.”

Again, how anyone considered this charmer a doofus you'd never know. “I had been saving it for a special occasion.”

“Everyday with you is - is special.”

“Oh Rick. That's…thank you.”

Pointing at your feet, “And I noticed that you're closer t-t-to my height today, but your feet must be hurting by now. Would y-you like to take them off?”

Oh, your feet were screaming. And now that you weren't pretending, you slipped out of your shoes which made you lose about four inches. Picking up your shoes and shoes and dusting them off, he continued. “That must feel better. I-I-I had to wear heels for a case once. It ugh - it's not practical when y-y-you have to run.”

“Right? I don't see how other women do it, cause I can't. I'm not even sure why I own them. I should just burn those things.”

You'd say it was half relief, half joy that made him laugh wholeheartedly at this, and you didn't see how it could be so funny. You poked him and pouted, and he delighted in this. “See?” he chuckled, looking at you in that funny way he did from time to time.

“See what?”

“This. This is th-the girl I fell in love with,” he stated matter of factly. “the one who likes t-to be comfortable, speaks her mind and prefers those jeans with th-the rip on the side. Not to mention those graphic t-shirts. Or cute pj's.”

Your breath caught a little at this confession. How could the smartest man in the universe adore an impertinent person like you? Maybe the same way you could love the smartest man; you just do. In your girlish voice, you said. “I only wanted you to be proud of me.”

Holding you a fraction tighter, he pressed a light kiss to your temple and chuckled sweetly. “Y-you already do princess. Today y-you made an effort for me, and that's impressive, but honestly, I want you t-t-to be comfortable and dress up how y-you like. You as yourself is what impresses me, because you have s-s-so much spirit, and I - that's what makes y-you gorgeous.”

This time you didn't even try to hide your blush.

“Oh Rick, hearing you say that really does make me feel silly. Why did I do this to myself? What was I thinking?”

“I believe y-you're still trying to figure it all out like the rest of us, and I can't get mad at you for th-that because you're wonderfully human. You had good intentions, and th-that's what counts.”

“Can you forgive me?”

“I al-already have.”

TBC

[134340am]

Hello Miss Yuna, how are you feeling? And how was the past week? I just had the chance to visit your blog again. Are your hands better now?

The past week has been quite busy. I have moved from a ghibli housewife to a ghibli career woman. Although this weekend i had the chance to dust the spaces a bit and do laundry. Nothing beats fresh and warm sheets after a long days work. I also got my hands on some almond-chocolate ice cream, they’re not too sweet and the vanilla ice cream base was divine. I also was able to try the salmon rice bowl from tiktok (which i actually saw on youtube shorts instead), i didn’t have sriracha sauce but soy sauce and mayo sufficed. It was very filling but also somehow not too heavy.

Today was also a day to reminisce for me, its amazing how much could happen between a year and another. Around this time a year ago, i met someone and they took me to my very first library-museum date. It was a very big deal for me because i’ve always wanted to go on either a museum or a library date, it so happens that the library has a museum on the ground floor. I remember how giddy i was but also how i tried not to be too excited (lest everything went wrong). And so we met and it was a lovely couple of minutes until i saw a hickey (fresh as a newly squeezed tomato juice) on his neck and when i asked if it was too late for him (we have stayed for some time now) he said it was okay because the other girl he was supposed to meet cannot come. Oh that broke my heart. I thought it was a special day but it turns out i was a placeholder. I’m afraid i havent gone to museum nor a library from that they onwards. Perhaps i truly liked him because we were on the same wavelength. Of course, the wound isn’t as painful as it was a year ago but it still stings whenever i remember him.

I thought i’d share this anecdote with you as i really have fun writing to you. Just like penpals! Oh i’ve always wanted one. Would you be so kind to be my tumblr penpal Ms Yuna? No pressure of course!

I hope you are having a great weekend. I am always excited to read through your responses and go through your blog while drinking some vanilla coffee both of which are always a delight.

Much kisses and hugs to you.

Sincerely,

🌸🌸🌸

(I’ll close this just as i would an actual letter)

my dearest 🌸🌸🌸 anon i teared up at this ask! i can't believe you came and responded in such a short amount of time :'-) i'm unbelievably touched <3 putting my response below the cut since it's a lil long

dear 🌸🌸🌸,

i'm doing fine and i hope you are too! this week has been unexpectedly busy, but i try to tell myself that busy is good :-) i'm all better now, thank you so much for asking <3

"I have moved from a ghibli housewife to a ghibli career woman." this made me laugh a little :'-) such is the cruel reality of life. i wish we could all be ghibli housewives for as long as we wanted! i'm glad you managed to get some cleaning done though and i hope your space is clean and comfortable now <3 i love ice cream and i love salmon too - i haven't gotten the chance to try making the tiktok salmon rice bowl but i defo will after i get my hands on some salmon. (side note: now that i'm older, i find phrases like "not too sweet" and "not too heavy" a good indicator that the food is great hahaha maybe this means i've grown out of my childish taste buds :-))

thank you so much for sharing your story here. my heart breaks for you, it really does, and i still can't believe he had the nerve to even say anything like that to you (and ruined museums and libraries for you, too). but i do believe that one day someone better will come along when you least expect it, sweep you off your feet, and bring you to as many beautiful libraries and museums as you want - because you deserve nothing less! maybe this was just a really bad free trial. the real deal, though... that's worth waiting for. i know you are still hurting but i hope you know that the fact that you're able to tell me (and all of my followers here on my blog) all this makes you very brave, and i'm rooting for you and i can't wait for you to meet that special someone q(≧▽≦q)

i'd love to be tumblr penpals! <3 feel free to write to me whenever you want and i'll do my best to respond asap :-)

it's saturday night for me now and the weekend's been good so far - today i had brunch with a friend at this amazing australian cafe and we got ice cream waffles after. tomorrow i'll be chilling at home pretty much the whole day, but i plan to eat yakiniku for lunch as a treat because i just got paid :'-) what are your plans for the weekend? anything you're looking forward to, this weekend and beyond?

(kinda feeling guilty that i haven't been very active these past few days so my blog's kinda empty, but i do hope there's some interesting things i've rb-ed that you'll find interesting! :'-) and vanilla coffee sounds amazing, i haven't had coffee in ages but i'll probably get some tomorrow and think of you while i'm sipping on it ~)

thank you again for writing to me and i hope you'll always be healthy.

much love, yuna <3