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[ ☂️ ] - sender finds receiver without an umbrella and it's raining heavy

[ 🌂 ] - neither sender nor receiver are in possession of an umbrella and it's raining heavy

[ 🚪 ] - sender shows up at receiver's door soaking wet

[ 🏠 ] - both parties are stuck at either party's home due to a heavy storm

[ 🧽 ] - both parties have to clean up after a storm

[ 🔍 ] - sender finds the receiver trying to find something that has been lost in a body of water

[ 🚗 ] - sender finds the receiver and their vehicle impeded by heavy weather

[ 🏊‍♂️ ] - both parties go swimming

[ 🌊 ] - sender has to rescue receiver from almost drowning

[ 🚿 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a shower

[ 🚽 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a piss

[ 🏝 ] - both parties are stranded on an islet

separated into letters & e-mails . if you are asking a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that these letters / e-mails will be sent from .

letters

📍 a letter arranging a very specific time and place to meet.

🆘 a letter asking for help, but the words do not come easily.

⚔️ a letter challenging the other to a duel at sunrise / sunset.

⛓️‍💥 a letter checking on the other after time apart / unresolved tension.

🤐 a letter confessing a well-kept secret.

💌 a letter confessing feelings that have never been said aloud.

💔 a letter ending things… or trying to.

💣 a letter full of blackmail.

🫖 a letter full of juicy gossip.

❤️‍🩹 a letter full of sincere apologies.

🥀 a letter informing the other of someone’s passing.

🥂 a letter inviting the other to a gathering / event (wedding, dinner party, etc.).

🫂 a letter offering comfort after a recent loss.

🌧️ a letter opening up about one's personal struggles.

📢 a letter sharing major life news (engagement, pregnancy, moving, etc.).

📭 a letter that was never sent (it ends up burned, crumpled, etc.).

🫷 a letter warning the other to stay away.

😡 a letter written in anger that they regret sending.

🕰️ a letter written long ago that only just reaches the other now.

e-mails

📍 an email arranging a very specific time and place to meet.

🆘 an email asking for help, but the words do not come easily.

⛓️‍💥 an email checking on the other after time apart / unresolved tension.

🤐 an email confessing a well-kept secret.

💌 an email confessing feelings that have never been said aloud.

💣 an email full of blackmail.

🫖 an email full of juicy gossip.

❤️‍🩹 an email full of sincere apologies.

🥀 an email informing the other of someone's passing.

🥂 an email inviting the other to a gathering / event (wedding, dinner party, etc.).

🫂 an email offering comfort after a recent loss.

🌧️ an email opening up about one's personal struggles.

🕰️ an email sent long ago that only just reaches the recipient.

📢 an email sharing major life news (engagement, pregnancy, moving, etc.).

📭 an email that was never sent (left in 'drafts' / deleted).

But a summer hike? That was a different ball game. The bugs, the sweat, the humidity, it was all a meticulously crafted hell. Despite this, Emirko seemed unbothered. If she started sweating, she could just activate her quirk and the heat from her hair would evaporate it. Bugs? Cooked alive in the magma. And the heat? Well it goes without saying that she wasn't bothered by it.

And the worst part? Since she had such a high body temperature, Shouta had to keep a fair distance from his wife. Truly, Shouta was suffering more than Jesus.

Emirko had paused their hike to watch a woodpecker, taking pictures of it with her phone. "Look Sho! Ukyou is gonna love this!"

Ukyou, their youngest son, was quite the avid birdwatcher. It was a nice hobby, until it evolved into the boy wandering off without warning to get a better look at a bird.

Shouta, being a man who prides himself on efficiency, had strongly debated cutting his hair the moment he awoke to sweat matting his nape and hairline. The oppressive heat muggy and humid, as though the earth itself was breathing its hot breath down his neck, agaisbt his bare arms, against the hint of his ribs through the wide arm holes of his tank top.

"I don't know how you do it, Emirko." He says, voice a bit rough. He should probably have drunk more water. "I've missed out on three naps while we've been out here."

He stands up straight, grips the front of his tank top to shake it off his chest. "What's the kid saying?"