#futsugyo

Ooooo yes good ones and literally one of them is the FE roster for my multi

haikyuu!!:

Koshi Sugawara (i love this soft third year boi)

Hitoka Yachi (sweet cinnamon roll)

Tobio Kageyama (angry birds)

FE:3H:

F!Byleth (tired, illiterate professor)

Mercedes von Martritz (i love her so much you have no idea)

Hilda Valentine Goneril (lazy princess is literally me)

Final Fantasy:

Rikku (FF X-2)

Ashe (FF XII) (power princess is my jam yo)

Fran (FF XII) (i love her so much she’s been my fav character for ages)

can you tell which is my fav ff game

    He had a feeling that today might be particularly.. difficult.. He just didn’t know when. That being said, he did find out when he heard a disturbingly loud noise coming from the seat underneath him... 

PPPGGGHHTHTHHHHRRRIIEEEEEEEEEHHH.....!

    Was this someone’s idea of a joke..?? Oh how they were going to receive an earful. The blonde cringed uncomfortably at the horribly loud sound that escaped from the whoopee cushion, which by the way, was one of the oldest tricks in the book.. Quickly, Pearl looked around in attempts to find the culprit.. But the only one who was familiar to him was Red to stood nearby.. Who wasn’t looking in his direction..

“DID YOU..?? DID YOU DO THAT..?!”

tamaki realized early on in his life that he had a penchant for attracting all the loud and outgoing people to him. he still couldn’t understand why they all flocked to him, why they wanted to hang out with him, but he stopped asking those questions out loud. one of those people are actually jogging up to him now, and he resists the urge to sigh ( not because kirishima’s presence is unwanted, but because talking always took it out of him ).

* random acts // accepting

for all the bravado and confidence he has, green does have his moments of weakness. it’s pretty embarrassing, in his eyes, that he falters when he such an advantage over other trainers. ( arceus knows he never wanted it and he’d rather have anyone else as a grandpa that old man samuel oak, but beggars can’t be choosers ). no matter how hard he tries, he never could get out of his gramps’s shadow completely.

and then there’s red, his shining light as always. red’s gone through enough things in his life without having to deal with his problems, yet here he is, consoling him and fixing the blow to his pride with carefully knit words. it’s not the signs that green focuses on, it’s red’s face, and green is once again amazed by his ability to care for everything ( for him ).

* soft… // accepting

red should know by now that green notices everything he does. it comes with being friends with someone who’s mute, at least he likes to think so. he’s spent the majority of his life looking out for his friend, being his voice when he didn’t have one. so the hand holding doesn’t come as a surprise, but green feels his face heat up all the same. red would do well not to comment of the sudden claminess or the way green interlaced their fingers.

* kissie kissie // accepting

at an earlier time in his life, green was grossed out by couples. he thought kissing was gross, hand holding was gross, terms of endearment were gross, all of it was gross. but things change and everybody matures, him included. they’re in some shop in alola, and where else would they be other than the pokemon plushie section. green watches with pure amusement and adoration as red looks at the plushies, holding a few up occasionally to give him a better look. green realizes that love often makes the heart soft, and his heart felt like puddy at this point.

it’s when red holds up a plushie of an alolan vulpix that green tugs him closer, a gentle and adoring smile dancing on his lips. he presses his lips to red’s in short and fluttering kisses, and while most where aimed for his lips, he’s sure to place a few on his cheeks and nose too. he leans back after a moment, leaning down and picking up a plushie of a regular vulpix, holding it up next to red’s.