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    Roy isn't a liar – he's a storyteller, and a good one. Admittedly, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. Sometimes, omission is the better part of valor, and embellishment is all he's got.

    (a.k.a. yet another "And they were SOULMATES!" "…ohmyGod, they were soulmates.")

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    15 Jun 2020

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    “Report’s on your desk. Dropped it off when I showed up.”

    Roy saunters over towards his desk, doing his best not to aggravate the lousy no-good excuse for a rib.

    This is interesting. Usually prying reports out of Ed is roughly akin to pulling teeth, and Ed does his admirable best to get away with an oral presentation supplemented by the vaguest of outlines. “Thank you. Is there a particular reason you were sitting in the dark?”

    “Trying to snag a nap,” Ed says. “I live in hope or whatever shit.”

    “Bless your bountiful heart,” Roy says. Gingerly, he sits. The small, stapled stack of sheets on his desk is… unexpected. He pages through. “Is this… finished?”

    “Jeez,” Ed says. “You complain when I give you drafts; you complain when I give you shit that’s done; you complain when I give you overviews; you complain when I give you ‘novels’; you complain when the sun shines, and oxygen’s breathable, and—”

    “I play to my strengths,” Roy says. Fortunately, trying to skim and snark at the same time is one of his strengths, too, these days. There has to be a catch to this. “Your works of fiction are delightful, but if I put them in the records room, we’re both dead meat, and you know it.”

    “We’re dead meat anyway,” Ed says. “Just give it a couple decades. Or in your case, a couple days.”

    “My poor ego,” Roy says. “Will it ever recover? No one knows. Can you give me a hint?”

    “About what?” Ed asks. “How to get that stick out of your ass? I dunno how you fit it up there in the first place with your head there already.”

    “About what’s wrong with your report,” Roy says.

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    Midoriya is honestly unsure what’s worse: the tragic fact that Todoroki Shouto can make anything look objectively incredible or the fact Kacchan has six versions of the exact same photograph saved onto his camera roll.

    Nobody saves a photo that many times by accident.

    Kacchan set the bar, Todoroki raised it. That is not a good thing.

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    04 Nov 2020

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    He’s greeted by one of the most surreal sights of his life: a paparazzi shot of Todoroki Shouto getting out of a taxi.

    It is a universal truth that Todoroki is an ethereal being that sometimes is hard to comprehend - but that isn’t it.

    No.

    It’s the tacky sunglasses, orange and black frames shaped like explosions that sit on Todoroki’s nose like they have every right to be there.

    That is the problem.

    To be more specific - they’re an exact replica of Kacchan’s mask and one of the latest items of merchandise that has been released to the world.

    Actually, that’s not true. They don’t come out until next week, pre-orders arrive by the weekend.

    Midoriya is honestly unsure what’s worse: the tragic fact that Todoroki Shouto can make anything look objectively incredible or the fact Kacchan has six versions of the exact same photograph saved onto his camera roll.

    Nobody saves a photo that many times by accident.

    Nobody.

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    “I need to talk to you alone, it is urgent!” Ed answered, fidgeting in his seat impatiently. “And I couldn’t while Roy is around, so we have, like, twenty minutes, Al!”

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    08 Jun 2020

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    “We are just friends!” Ed objected into his palms.

    “Of course!”

    “And I stay the nights because we talk till it’s late, I told you that!”

    “Sure.”

    “I sleep in the guest room!”

    “I have no doubt.”

    “We are roommates at most, how could someone― how could you think we are dating, Al?!” Ed raised his head and slammed his fist at the table.

    “You are an idiot, brother,” Al said with a sigh.

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    Yuuji has spent the last seven years trying to get over a certain black-haired, blue-eyed boy. He’s grown up now and has better things to do with his life than stew over an old high school infatuation, thank you very much.

    Unfortunately, all of his best-laid plans crumble to pieces when he sees Fushiguro once again in a chance encounter. Making matters worse is his crazy cat Sukuna who, despite hating every other person in existence, has a sudden change of heart upon meeting Fushiguro and makes it very clear that he's the only veterinarian—and the only human, period—who's worthy of its time and affection.
     
    (Or: My cat is a homicidal maniac and the only person it tolerates is my old high school crush, a love story.)

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    17 Jul 2021

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    And if, sometimes, he still feels a little lonely at night, when there’s no one around and there’s nothing to listen to but the sound of his own breathing—well, that’s okay. He’s already been blessed with so much. There really is nothing more he could ever ask for.

     

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    Actually, scratch that.

    If there is one thing Yuuji could ask for, it’d be that Sukuna maybe take a chill pill. Or ten.

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    Ed gets suckered-slash-bribed into going to a Christmas party as Roy's fake date, and everything is terrible right up until it isn't.

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    26 Dec 2017

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    “I figured that demographically speaking, practically everybody likes chocolate,” Ed said. “Which means that even if you don’t, you can, like, regift it or something. Y’know.”

    Christmas was grinning in a way that was again eerily reminiscent of Roy for reasons Ed couldn’t pin down—something in the angle of it, possibly; definitely something in the intent. Something in the amused-predator tilt, which couldn’t be suppressed even by the cigarette hanging out of the corner of her mouth.

    “I’d heard you were smart,” she said.

    Roy cleared his throat. “That’s a bit of an underst—”

    “But I had some trouble believing it given you were dating him,” she said, jerking her free thumb at Roy.

    “Madame,” Roy said. “It’s Christmas. Can you save crucifying me for Easter?”