since i saw you mention villainy i just wanted to pop into your ask box and say that I AM JUST so excited for when you finally finish it and to be slaughtered by it!!!
God it’s been in the works for SO LONG man and that’s honestly bc I keep re-working the plot LMFAOOOO I just,,,,, rlly want it to be a slow burn weirdly casual budding romance kinda thing. Like he’s an s-class villain and the reader’s an investigative reporter and they’re literally just. Having their first kiss outside the reader’s apartment. Going on dates. Making out on the couch. Yanno?
todoroki: tell me right now what's making u sad and I (the asker) will fight it for you
hmm, i'm worried about the whole house thing, and i haven't heard back from the bank yet :/ my neck's sore and i'm feeling kinda under the weather, hoping my coworker didn't get me sick today. i'm still feeling a little down about myself and my art. i guess that's about it lol
seeing new art from you added roughly 100 years to my life!
I’M 100 YEARS LATE TO THIS
BUT YO, i just finished ray’s route recently (yes… it took me this long) and was thirsting for some nice mysme fics….. then i found your batch of goodies on ao3…….. they were…. very nice… very … very nice…
I’m getting lots of angsty-ish asks this time around lmao. This turned out a bit longer than 300 words >_>
10. Write a ~300 word argument scene:
“Saeyoung.”
When he didn’t respond Ji-ae directed a fierce glare at his back, but he didn’t stop bobbing his head to the music coming through his headphones; loud enough for her to hear.
“Saeyoung!” she snapped louder, annoyance seeping into her tone.
Finally hearing her, the redhead flinched and hurried to pull his headphones off as he quickly swiveled to face her.
“…Yes?”
Ji-ae merely planted her hands on her hips and directed a pointed glance at the pile of dirty dishes stacked at his elbow and the overflowing wastebasket at his feet. Saeyoung’s eyes followed her gaze and he cringed slightly.
“Oh yeah… that…” he trailed off under Ji-ae’s glower. “I was gunna clean that up… but I then I got… distracted,” he explained sweeping his arm aside to show her the new toy he was working on. Ji-ae eyed the small robot and had to fight back a smile. While she loved to see her husband’s creations she was mad at him dammit.
“Saeyoung…” she sighed.
“I know I know, I said I’d clean it up today, but I’m almost done! Give me another half hour and then I’ll get to it.
“Where have I heard that before?” Ji-ae grumbled under her breath. “You know what, forget it, I’ll take care of it myself.” With that she scooped up the haphazard tower of dishes in her arms and turned on her heel, walking briskly out of Saeyoung’s work room.
Moments later he was out of his chair and scurrying after her, wastebasket in hand. He stopped at the garage to empty the trash before making his way to the kitchen where the angry sound of of clinking dishes and running water could be heard. Ji-ae was scrubbing furiously at one of the plates, muttering to herself.
Saeyoung paused in the door, his eyes settling on the pile of work she’d abandoned on the table to clean up after him, no doubt also planning on throwing dinner together for the two of them afterward and he felt guilt gnaw at him. With a sigh he approached Ji-ae, rolling up his sleeves to help. She glanced at him as he started drying dishes but didn’t speak, her shoulders set stubbornly as they worked together in silence. Saeyoung kept stealing glances at her, trying to decide what to say by way of apology but each time he opened his mouth to speak he’d shake his head and shut his mouth with a click.
Finally finished, Ji-ae drained the sink and reached for the towel to dry her hands, but Saeyoung was faster. Snatching the towel before her he caught her hand in the fluffy dry fabric, rubbing it for her. While he had her in his grasp he fixed her with an apologetic stare and Ji-ae had to brace herself, her pulse jumping.
“Ji-ae, honey. I’m sorry I didn’t take care of my mess earlier. I’m…” he hesitated, frowning. He was about to say he was so used to having Vanderwood take care of the house that he’d forgotten how, but that was stupid. “I… really don’t have an excuse.”
Ji-ae bit her lip, her eyes flitting away from his sincere gaze. “I know you have the tendency to get caught up in your work,” she said in a soft voice, “and I love that about you. I do,” she insisted. “It’s just… frustrating sometimes,” she growled, pulling her hand and the towel from his grasp, quickly wiping her other hand before thrusting the damp towel back at Saeyoung. He watched her, stunned as she strode to the cupboard and yanked it open to rummage through its contents.
She had to rise up on her tiptoes to see inside and Saeyoung had to bite back a sudden grin. He had seen her expression soften momentarily when he apologized and he knew what that meant. Ji-ae could never stay mad at him for long, but she was trying to cover that fact now, and Saeyoung found it incredibly cute.
Stepping up behind her as she reached above her head he took the opportunity to snake his arms around her waist and press a kiss to the back of her neck, smirking against her skin as he felt her shiver.
“Can you forgive your foolish husband?” he asked, his voice muffled. Ji-ae froze in Saeyoung’s embrace, every muscle in her body wanting desperately to give in and hold him while her brain screamed at her to stay strong. “I should have cleaned up after myself before you even asked,” he murmured into her hair, squeezing her tighter. When she hesitated he continued. “Ji-ae are you still mad at me?”
With an exasperated huff she finally spun in his arms to face him.
“You know I can’t stay angry at you for long!” She snapped, and Saeyoung grinned as she poked him in the side.
“Lucky me,” he murmured, squirming away from her finger while at the same time leaning in towards her face.
“Yeah, lucky seven-zero-seven,” she grumbled back, but didn’t pull away.
“Please let me make it up to you?” he asked.
“How?” Ji-ae’s voice was skeptical, but she eyed her husband with longing.
Saeyoung pressed his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly, stealing her breath away. “Let’s get something delivered… and eat it in bed.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck Ji-ae gave in and let herself smile. “I won’t argue with that.”
well! tbh I mostly gave them my flaws and insecurities lol. Personality-wise Sunhee is more of how I act online and Hae-Won is more of how I act irl.
Sunhee:
is incredibly protective of anyone she considers a friend, even if they don't know each other well or haven't known each other long
isn’t very outgoing but will talk to anyone who approaches her first
will literally talk for hours about her favorite things if no one stops her
Hae-Won
is always listening to music
has never willingly left the house in her life
holds a double major in “making plans and then cancelling last minute” and “making very vague plans only to ghost when asked for more details”
40. what would be your character's favorite school subject
Sweet Sunhee did terrible in school but she is very curious and loves new information, so she enjoyed science and history classes! She is now a wealth of random fun facts that she busts out when she doesn’t know what to say in conversation. Meanwhile Hae-Won is an art student so art classes were always her favorites, but of the core subjects, maths always came the easiest to her.
60. if you could title your character's life, what would you title it
This is easily the hardest question out of all the ones I received, but that’s just because I’m REALLY bad at titles. I’m so sorry, but I’ve got nothing for this o(-(
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @crytalstellar !! As soon as I got home and saw it was your biiirthday I knew what I had to do...which was draw Kira sneaking a bite of some birthday cake. Actually, knowing her, she probably just ate the whole thing. Oops!!
Regardless, I hope your day was fantastic and may all your birthday wishes come true ☆
14. what’s your current desktop picture?here’s the version from my monitor since it’s not covered in shortcuts [art is from here!! @/lursland on twitter]
22. do you have a secret talent? if so what is it?uhhhh the only 2 i can think of is being able to swing w/o holding on to the chains and being able to chop onions w/o crying, do those count?
37. have you ever built a snowman?no! i’ve only ever gotten to see snow once in my life and it was while i was in hot springs aaaahh maybe some day
50. what is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?oh my god i cant even begin to decide on this one but the first that comes to mind: i had a 5 hour conversation w my grandma once in which i learned the moon landing was a hoax, NASA steals children to send to mars, and there’s a woman out there who has 43 ET-human hybrid children whom she speaks to telepathically
