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did you read today's chapter

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“did i ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?” Yusuke and Keiko

GOD you choose the cheesiest shit for these two and I love it

a sappy fic for a sappy dude:

He doesn’t want to call her a nag.

It’s unfair to her, because every time Keiko reminds him ofsomething (no matter how, well, forcefully she does it) it’sbecause he legitimately forgot. Sometimes Kuwabara will say stupid things tohim like “Urameshi, you’d lose your head if it wasn’t screwed on already”and as much as that shit pisses him off, he’s totally right. Being ahigh-ranking demon descendant changed Yusuke in a lot of ways, but it certainlydidn’t make him any better at chores or finishing his to-do lists in a timelymatter.

He also won’t call her one because he’s pretty sure she’dkill him.

“When was the last time you did laundry? This place is amess!”

That’s how Keiko greets him the second she comeshome from university to visit him. 

“Missed you too, babe,” he says casually, trying not to letthe comment needle him.

She rolls her eyes, but there’s a fondness in her smile thatmeans she’s not really upset. She tips her face up to give him a quick kiss,and Yusuke marvels again at how tall she’d grown while he was away in DemonWorld. Whenever he’d fantasize about kissing her (which he didn’t do that much,shut up) he’d always imagined her reaching up on her tiptoes and him bendingdown a bit to meet her halfway. 

But literally everything about kissing Keiko is better thanhis fantasies. He chases her kiss with another one, just because he can,because he really did miss her. It sucked that he’d only beenback to Human World for a short period of time before she had to leave forschool. He didn’t realize how horrible it felt to be left behind until he wasthe one left waiting. The thought makes him kiss her a third time, for goodmeasure.

“Someone sure is affectionate today,” Keiko saysgood-naturedly.

“How long are you home for?” Yusuke asks.

“Three days. We got a long weekend.”

It still has him frowning. Three days isn’t long enough.

“Where’s your mom?”Keiko asks, looking around their apartment and noticing the not-untypicalabsence of one Atsuko Urameshi.

“Out,” he says with a scoff. “‘Living her thirties theway she should have lived her twenties’ or some shit like that.” It certainlywasn’t his fault she got pregnant as a teenager, thoughsometimes that was the impression he got from his mother’s bad attitude. If hethought about it more he’d probably be angry with her, but it’s not like she’sthe person Yusuke wants to spend time with right now anyways. 

Keiko practically reads his mind. “So we’re alone?”

He grins wide. “Yep!”

He leans in to go back to his favorite recreational activityinvolving Keiko, but he must have misread the room somehow because instead ofbeing met with her lips, Keiko’s slipping past him and leaving him grasping atempty air.

“Good! That gives us plenty of time to clean this place up.”

Yusuke can only blink, a bewildered look stuck on his face.She’s not serious, right?

But she’s picking up dirty clothes from the living roomfloor. Like, yeah, they probably shouldn’t be there, but is that really theirbiggest concern right now?

“Uhh, Keiko?” Yusuke asks, trying to keep the bite from histone.

“Hmm?” she says. She looks up at him and looks so innocentlyconfused that he only wants to kiss her more which makes thiswhole thing even more exasperating.

“Do we really have to do this now?”

Her hands are on her hips now, and Yusuke feels like he’ssomehow done something wrong even though his reaction seems extremely logical.

“The only way this place gets cleaned up is when I’m around,Yusuke! Excuse me for caring about your health and well-being enough to want toclean up this pig sty!”

“You’re only here for three days, Keiko! You just said ityourself! Are you really gonna spend the entire time you’re here nagging at me likewe’re still in middle school?”

Her expression turns even more cross. He’s said the wordthat he’s been trying so hard to avoid and now she’s mad andthis isn’t supposed to be how this weekend was supposed to go. He wants to backto kissing her but he can’t do that now that he’s pissed her off becausethat’ll only make her even more mad.

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?” he saysweakly.

Her expression doesn’t change.

“I’m serious!” Yusuke says, following this train of thoughtbecause it seems safer than reminding her that she’s nagging him just like shewould when they were kids. He needed the nagging then, too, but it’s not likehe can admit that to her. 

He reaches out and takes her hand, still fisted and restingfirmly on her hip. She lets him, which feels like a start. 

“Most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen,” he says, thumb grazingher knuckles and looking at the eyes in question, which are still lookingroyally pissed at him for being a slob and an asshole on top of it. “Theywere all I could think about when I was in Demon World trying to get shit inorder.” He squeezes her hand. “They’re all I think about when you’re awayat school.” He lets himself smile crookedly. “They’re even beautiful whenthey’re glaring at me.”

Her eyebrows waver for a moment, and then her expressionloses its heat. She rolls her eyes again and her smile returns.

“You’re such a jerk,” she says, which probably means ‘Ilove you.’

“You’re my favorite nag,” he says, which definitelymeans ‘I love you.’

She snatches her hand away from him to flick him in thenose. 

“We can go get something to eat first.” She concedes. “Then weclean this place up.”

This sounds like a decidedly better plan. But there’ssomething that needs to happen first. When he pulls her in to kiss her thistime, he doesn’t stop at one, or two, or three.

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Have... you not seen Toradora?

......no.........

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supreme-sauteer replied to your post: me: god you have so much free time alone, you can...

psst… we could watch trigun maybe

listen....im gonna be straight w you....ive seen 3 minutes of this episode and now i don’t think i could turn it off if i tried

BU T i have tentative good news !! ever since i updated windows 10 (by force, i would never willingly do that) my internet connectivity has seemed a lot less finicky which means skypeing people again is possibly seeming like a realistic possibility! 

so we definitely should watch trigun soon (but also tbh i need to read the wiki’s AGAIN bc it’s been like 3 months and fuck if i remember where we left off)

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@supreme-sauteer is probably already asleep, but I’m gonna post Part One of his birthday present anyway bc it’s short and already edited (kinda) so, without further ado, here’s an actual BEGINNING to our College AU

On Yusuke’s first day of college he got hit by a truck. Which, in all reality, wasn’t that surprising. Yusuke was pretty careless, definitely reckless, and had a hell of a time paying attention to his surroundings. It wasn’t the first time he was hit by a motor vehicle, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

However, this WAS the first time he was hit by a U-Haul, and it was also the first time he was hospitalized for it.

“What do you mean you were hit by a car?” Keiko screamed into the phone. “I swear, if this is one of your dumb pranks, Yusuke--”

“Why would I lie about this?” Yusuke asked, appalled. “Do you really think I get my kicks out of pretending to get hurt?”

“Yes!! I do, actually!” She shouted. Yusuke had to take the phone away from his ear to avoid hearing loss. “Like in fourth grade when you made me think I broke your leg--”

“You did kick me really hard--”

“--or during swim class in high school when you pretended you had drowned--”

“--You just don’t understand CPR humor--”

“--or last year when you tried to--”

“Okay!” Yusuke shouted into the receiver, making himself wince at his own movement. “I get it, I’m an asshole who plays pranks about being injured. But I’m not doing it this time, okay? Some jerk rented a U-Haul to bring all their dorm shit and the driver hit me when I was carrying in that half-built IKEA shelf. It broke on impact, by the way, so I might need you to drive me back to IKEA so I can buy another one.”

“Stop, shut up about IKEA for a second and tell me if you’re okay.”

Yusuke looked down at himself. He was sitting on one of those hospital tables with the crinkling paper on top that was supposed to make it more sanitary, but the paper was dotting with tiny drops of blood from where Yusuke’s eyebrow was still bleeding. His right arm was in a sling from dislocating his shoulder, and his torso still smarted every time he inhaled due to a couple of his ribs being cracked.

Screw that U-Haul guy for driving so fast.

“Uhh,” Yusuke muttered, swiping at his eyebrow and smearing more blood across his forehead. He brought his hand down and stared forlornly at his red palm. Day one of college was already turning out to be kind of a shit show. “Define ‘okay’.”

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Your friend giving his girlfriend your number to text you and prove she exists

(set in our College AU bc i love being self-indulgent)

“You’re full ‘a shit, Urameshi,” Chuu said with asnort, swirling his Red Solo cup and frowning at the lack of alcohol in it.Wasn’t it full a second ago?

“I’m TELLING YOU, me and Keiko are a thing! We’ve been athing since high school.” Yusuke sat down next to him, subtly holding a flaskbetween them in the light of the bonfire. Chuu didn’t really see the point inthe discretion, since this was a frat party everyone was already smashed, buthe took the canister nonetheless. Freshman were idiots, but if they broughtfree whiskey they couldn’t be that bad, right?

“I’ve never even seen you with a girl before ‘sidesthat RA of yers, the British one or s’mthin,” Chuu said before taking a swig ofthe whiskey.

Yusuke glared at him when the swig lasted a little too long,ripping the flask from Chuu’s loose grip. “Keiko’s busy with nerd shit,okay? And she’s not big on parties, so you’ll never see her at Greek lifestuff.”

“So what yer sayin’ is,” Chuu paused to belch. “Shedoesn’t exist.”

“She DOES EXIST, you asshole!” Yusuke yelled, standing upand already raising his fists to fight. Chuu just howled in laughter. This kidwas like three times smaller than him, and yet he was willing to throw downChuu, the best fighter of Alpha Psi. It was almost cute. Or, it would havebeen cute if Yusuke wasn’t already known to fight just about anything witha pulse.

“Whoaaa there, mate, I’m not here to fight ya.”

Yusuke swayed a little on his feet, his cheeks bright fromthe firelight and cheap whiskey. “She’s real, and I’ll–I’ll PROVE IT.”

And with that, Yusuke took out his phone and began furiouslytexting, which didn’t really seem to be proving anything at all to Chuu.

‘Uhhh…..Urameshi?”

But before Yusuke could respond, Chuu’s phone was buzzing inhis pocket. It took a bit on concentration, but when he finally unlocked it hesaw he had a new text message from a number he didn’t recognize.

From: Unknown Number 

Hi? Apparently I’m supposed to text you

Chuu looked down at his phone, then up at a smug-lookingYusuke.

“Is this s’posed to prove something?”

Yusuke jabbed a finger at Chuu’s phone screen. “That’sKeiko! She is real, asshole.”

“This could be Koenma, for all I know. Doesn’t prove shit.”

Yusuke scoffed. “Like I’d have Koenma’s number.”

“My point still stands, mate.”

Yusuke groaned and went back to texting. Chuu took theopportunity to swipe the flask back from Yusuke and down the rest of thewhiskey, enjoying the burn in the back of his throat as it went down. When hezoned back in on what Yusuke was doing, he noticed that Yusuke was now talkingon the phone.

“I wasn’t asking for anything gross, you prude! I justwanted you to send him a picture of you!”

There was quite a bit of female screaming from the other endof the conversation, but it was hard to make out.

“To prove you’re REAL, Keiko! I’m not asking for a nude,just a picture!” Yusuke pulled the phone away from his ear andwinced. “Fine then!” he yelled, phone still held at arm’s length from hisface. “Just talk to him!” 

He smashed his thumb down on his phone screen, putting avery annoyed-sounding girl on speaker.

“–so I would appreciate it if you STOPPED CALLING ME IN THEMIDDLE OF THE NIGHT just to show off to your stupid friends! I have a meetingfor a group project tomorrow so I need to be ASLEEP–”

“See, Chuu?” Yusuke said, back to lookingsmug. “Keiko is real, and she is a nerd.”

Chuu was still dubious. “You really Urameshi’s girl,sheila? You sound too smart for him.”

“If you’re Yusuke’s friend then you know that MOST peopleare too smart for him. GOOD. NIGHT.” 

And with that, she hung up.

Chuu looked at the phone, then back at Yusuke.

Yusuke shrugged. “She can’t resist my charms.”

Before Chuu could comment on what exactly that was supposedto mean, a bumbling laugh came from behind them. Yusuke groaned loudly asKuwabara came to join them by the fire.

“That was Keiko, wasn’t it? She sure sounds fired uptonight! What did Urameshi do wrong this time?”

“And what makes you think I did anything wrong?” Yusukeasked, defensive.

“Because you can never do anything right when it comes towomen,” Kuwabara replied haughtily.

Chuu barked out a laugh at that. “Now that sounds more like the Urameshi I know!”

Kuwabara laughed gleefully and downed a swig from his cup. “HasUrameshi been spending this whole time talking about how much he loves Keikobut is too emotionally stunted to do anything about it?” Chuu held themostly-empty flask up in the firelight and hooted when Kuwabara smashed his cupto it in cheers. “You know, if you get him drunk enough he’ll spend at least anhour talking about how pretty her eyes are. It’s pretty adorable, actually.”

The look on Yusuke’s face was priceless. The redness in hischeeks definitely wasn’t from the fire now.

Yusuke grit his teeth and lunged for Kuwabara, and if itwasn’t for his whiskey-sloshed reflexes, he might have actually pushed Kuwabarainto the bonfire. Luckily Chuu was able to get ahold of Yusuke’s collar anddrag him back to folding chair beside him.

Yusuke hardly seemed to notice. “That kinda talk is richcoming from a guy who whimpers Yukina’s name in his sleep while hugging astuffed kitten!”

“You leave Eikitchi Jr. out of this!” Kuwabara shouted. Hepaused for a moment before adding. “AND Yukina!”

“Boys, boys, boys,” Chuu said with the confidence that onlycomes from being a senior in college with a better alcohol tolerance than twotwelve-year-olds. “It sounds like you two need some—” he paused to hiccupbriefly “—lady advice from yer ol’ pal Chuu.”

He stood up, only swaying mildly, which frankly was disappointingfor how late it was on a Saturday. Decisive action needed to be taken.

“Come step into my office, where I will teach you the ways toa woman’s heart with some big boy whiskey.”

Chuu led the two to his room in Alpha Psi, pulling out theWild Turkey and preparing for a long night.

(Kuwabara was wrong, by the way. Yusuke only talked about howpretty Keiko’s eyes were for 45 minutes, which seemed like a marked improvementto Chuu.)

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aspartamedad replied to your post “Kelly idk if I can be friends with someone who makes hot chocolate...”

Okay like it’s so much easier to make with water. Like yeah hot chocolate with milk is fuckin great but who has the time to stir/steam milk for that long when you could just get some water

SEE @supreme-sauteer????? IT MAKES SENSE

also michael, this is like. the one singular time in our lives that we’ve been on the same side in an argument

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@supreme-sauteer i think we should get to florida sooner rather than later