need a new satoshoko pls we’re in a non-kidding drought of satoshoko and your fic 💔💔
oh man what?? i didn't know people still read my satoshoko fics hahaha
ok anon!! gimme a couple of days to finish some of my wips. for now have this snippet for an au idea of mine:
au where Satoru goes to bingo night every week at the community center with his grandmother and all the old ladies fawn over him, trying to set him up with their granddaughters. but he only has eyes for the shoko who calls the numbers in an exceedingly bored tone like she’s one number close to falling asleep. The aunties and grannies whisper their complaints about. Satoru thinks it’s hilarious. Shoko was a last-minute replacement for her mother, who was usually the one who did the bingo number coll call. The game takes a break, and Satoru hurries out to see where she goes. He finds her smoking at the back of the rec center. “Here,” Satoru gives Shoko a can of iced coffee. “Put some pep in your next number calls. The aunties and grannies are complaining.” “They’ll complain worse if bingo night gets canceled because no one is around to call out the numbers. I’m doing this for free, you know? Purely out of the goodness of my heart. And what do I get for it? Slander. Unbelievable.” “I heard you volunteered to get out of a blind date your mom set up for you.” “Doesn’t change the fact I’m doing this for free. What’s your point?” “Can the next number you call be mine?” “Sure. If you win.”
