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Ah no ... I just got used to French Rook

Now I gotta get used to cowboy Rook?

He seems scarier than French Rook, like he'd worry less about being subtle when it come to certain things, more blunt, straightforward

I think that Ma Cherie story I wrote for him would flow differently if I used classic Rook ... maybe I'll write an alternate version using that version (but I haven't seen his vignette so I could be completely wrong about him)

With the curse I have of Rook following me (I get all his cards without going for him) I think this partner will be added to my collection when he comes to EN

I wonder what Epel's reaction to seeing this Rook is

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Needed to get up on my Bakugou practice since it's been a while

He has a very specific face, not all of them are great but I feel like I got the hang of his hair

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Had a dream about Bakugou (which, hooray haven't really dreamt in a while) and what happened was I walked into a store like a supermarket that was connected to a mall connected to a movie theatre.

I'm walking around looking for whatever (specifically remember a stall selling marshmallow related treats) talking to people then all of a sudden there's a big commotion like loud noises and a group of people are crashing through walls and beating up shoppers, flying through the air, looking for something.

And it's like, "ok, they're villains."

So I go hide somewhere, like behind some big pillar in the movie center, and peeking out I see Bakugou there with the group destroying things. And I'm confused like, "Bakugou, aren't you a hero?"

Then at some point his gang gets really close to me, so I go run and hide in the whole center's surveillance room or something, hiding under the table, ready to ring up help.

Peeking out I can see the gang doing whatever through the window, they haven't found/noticed me, the police say they are on their way, and I hang up.

Then I looked away from the window, turn my head slightly and I see Bakugou standing there like "ooh jumpscare!"

And he yanks me up and starts threatening me about this and that and I'm kinda teasing him for being a villain now and also like "ay, calm down. Aren't you supposed to be a hero or something, that was your goal right? What happened? Why are you with these guys? What's the end game here?"

And he's ready to kill me.

Scowling, red eyes glowering.

Raises his fist.

Let's out a battle cry.

And then,

"Cut!"

"All right good take everyone"

... huh?

Now I'm confused and I look around and suddenly some dude with like a filming quirk along with his crew comes out and everyone starts resetting things, fixing them.

They congratulate each other for a good job and plan what the next scene is.

I look at Bakugou, me the only one confused, and he's all angry blushing like he knows how, looking away rubbing the back of his neck, and he's all like "look, it wasn't my idea all right. It's just a phase. I'm not a villain. I am a hero. Gotta get this shit film over for their sake, alright?"

And then the dream ended.

Wish I had written this right when I woke up, when it was still fresh and more detailed but oh well.

Hope I get a continuation of this dream soon

That's all, sweet dreams guys, bye

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You know who I forgot about just remembered?

Ma boy Zen!

Had me swooning through each chat and call with him, my favorite since first seeing him. Really solidified my desire to act

Love that Zenny boy

Gotta play the game again and write him a little something

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To be held and kissed by the one you love

For them to run up to you excitedly, calling your name. To hug you tightly when they're near, not so tight as to squeeze the breath out of you, but enough to have all of your bodies pressed against each other. To tuck their head against your shoulder, kissing your neck eagerly, repeatedly. Telling you over and over just how much they love you.

They never fail to make that giddy smile spread across your face

Enjoy these moments while they last

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I was right!

He did want Gege to come to bed

So cute

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 5000 likes!

Had so many notifications the past few days, glad you all like my random ideas

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Okay, this song randomly played, didn't even know it existed.

And it is amazing???

Rockin out to this on repeat from now on

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Got bored one day and remembered a very specific kissing booth style quiz that I can no longer find and decided to make a Twst style kissing booth quiz.

Click if you want to try

Kisses for Sale

Your whole time in Twisted Wonderland you live low on money. Mainly due to Grim's extensive eating sprees. And headmaster Crowley rarely wants to hand some out to you. So, you decide to raise money through a kissing booth. Which Prince Charming will be the first in line for you?

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Deuce better pray that mama Deuce doesn't get Yuu's number.

If she does then he'll constantly hear his mother asking about you, if he's been behaving nicely towards you, if you've been hanging out, if you've been taking those study lessons you planned, if he's given you that gift she thought you might like, things like that.

And you doing the same about his mom, telling him all about your daily chats, how much you miss her, and your sudden knowledge about his past self.

And holidays?

Don't get him started, even before he knows it, you're there waiting for him at home chatting with his mom.

He's shocked and embarrassed, understandably so, but you both brush it off like it was a normal situation.

Even if he tries to normalize things, by taking you up to your guest room to get you two away, he always ends up leaving for a second only to find that his mom had made her way up to chat with you.

He can't even stay in the same room when you two are together cause then you turn your conversations towards him, how cute he was as a baby, how much he's grown, what a sweetie he is, reminiscing embarrassing moments he could only hope you'd forget.

It'd get to the point where you'd both decline an invitation to go out for a walk with him in order to talke more.

He tried not to let it get to him.

To understand that the both of you had been missing some form of a parent/child relationship over the past few months. That you both needed some new company. That it was good his mom and friend were getting along.

But he couldn't help his delinquent side taking control when the both of you spent majority of the break enjoying each other's company, completely forgetting he was even around.

And you're shocked when he stands, slamming his fists on the table, cold glare in his eye as he shouts out his complaints of the growing issue.

It goes quiet for a while, the three of you simply eyeing each other until someone spoke.

And so you did.

You apologized for the shift in your relationship with the Spades, affirmed that you'd think more of the reality of the situation, and promised to be more considerate of the boy's feelings.

You ended it all with a smile, and a kiss to Deuce's cheek.

His angry demeanor melted away completely. His face burned brighter than Ace's hair and he stared blankly ahead of him.

You ruffled his hair gently and asked if there was something you could do now to start making up for the discomfort.

And his mom went wild.

She gushed over the two of you, effectively breaking Deuce from his trance and back to his embarrassed state while you were forced to join him for the first time.

He grumbled about his mother's enthusiasm for such small things.

But, he had to admit that this, his mother fawning over the two of you, was something he'd much rather like handle.

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Yuu: Ace, why do you always gotta shame me for everything

Ace: I ain't shaming ya, just calling it like it is. Geez, you really don't have to be so sensitive about it

Yuu: I swear to the sevens, Ace, if I wasn't scared of disappointing Crewel I'd have sucker punched you long ago

Ace: pfft! Yeah right

Yuu: *glare*

Ace: the only reason you ain't gonna touch me is cause you know your delicate fists couldn't handle it

Yuu: oh yeah, do you really want to find out *rolling up sleeves*

Ace: go for it, I dare ya. Kiss me with your best shot

Yuu: why I oughta ... wait

Ace: ....

Yuu: it's hit me. "Hit me with your best shot"

Ace: tch, y-yeah that's what I said. Nerd

Yuu: no. No, you said kiss me

Ace: ah-wha-no, I mean if you really want me to

Yuu: Ace!

Ace: sh-shut up! We got class, you're makin' us late

Yuu: Ace! You can't just leave!

Grim: I got 50 cans of tuna saying that he'll avoid 'em the rest of the day

Ghosts: heehee, I think Yuu will track them down

Grim: alright, we'll see who knows those two better then. Now, pay up front!

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Epel telling Yuu how he feels homesick

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One time someone said I was like an anime character.

They probably meant it as an insult cause they don't really like anime.

But I saw it as a compliment.

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I can't fully explain why, but this has made my day for years. I can't help smiling when I see it, so I hope this puts a smile on your face too

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Here's mine.

Um ... I dunno if this is more cool or if it means I'm boring since I didn't get a real description. Or am I truly

☆Mysterious☆

OMG CHOCOCAT!!! he so me

the link!!!

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Sitting in the grass under an umbrella, sipping on an ice cool glass of lemonade, watching Greenhill train for all his competitions.

He's focused, almost forgetting that you're there. You can see the passion he has for bettering himself.

You can't help enthusiastically cheering for him whenever he scores a point.

It then he remembers you're watching, and his already red face burns brighter.

He forces himself to keep his eye on the ball.

You never had to worry about him losing sight or at risk of serious injury, he's too skilled and careful for that.

But you can't say as much for yourself.

See, some of his friends are new to the sport. They're still as passionate, quick, and strong, not holding back in hopes of getting better faster.

But, they're still gaining a rough control of everything.

So, sometimes, when youre sitting at the sidelines, peacefully waiting for Greenhill to finish and come up to you, a stray ball shoots your way at frightening speeds.

Your not quick enough to get out of the way.

All you can do is watch with eyes widening as the blur gets closer and closer towards you.

One blink and then ...

"Y/N!"

Hm?

"Are you okay?"

The blond is standing in front of you, ball in hand, a startled expression on his face.

He drops the ball, shaking his hand out before taking a knee in front of you.

"Hey, guys, I think that's it for the day. Go home. And keep working on your aim, okay. All of you."

He returns his attention to you, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.

"Are you sure you want to keep coming to practice with me? I'd like to, but I know I won't always be quick enough to save you if a stray ball heads your way, you know."

You stared unblinking at him for a moment as kept droning on before throwing yourself forward, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Ah ...!? Hey, I'm all sweaty."

You laughed. "Thank you, Herman! My hero!"

He is frozen in shock, heart racing as you lavish the small praise.

Did he really deserve that title for such a little thing?

Certainly not, but he couldn't help the smile spreading from his lips as he hugged you back.

It was okay to indulge in unattainable fantasies every once in a while, right?

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You and Bakugou weren't too big on making your relationship well known. If people knew, cool. If not, cool. As long as people didn't try harassing or flirting with either of you, everything was fine.

Gifts weren't too flashy either. You liked to spend time with each other much more.

Now, that doesn't mean you didn't give gifts, you did. They were just more simple or useful things. Things you could use daily.

Like socks.

Yeah, you liked to buy Bakugou some socks that went just below the calf, so they'd fit perfectly under his boots, with super cute prints on them.

He didn't complain about them either.

He'd blush with an angry scowl, then thank you with a kiss and sit down to put them on.

So, somedays, when he was out fighting and putting an end to villainous schemes, he did so with a pair of bright pink "hot dogs" on his dawgs