#rsonant

"Fortunately, my name is Yuji Itadori, so I know that crazy lady ain't talkin' to me."

send  “  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ”  for  the  sender  to  find  the  receiver  injured  and  demand  to  know  who  did  it. @rsonant

"Does it even matter? The thing's dead - erm, deader? - now anyway," Maelle muttered with a forced nonchalance, keeping her expression neutral even as Nobara's sudden closeness, inspecting her bruised face, had her heart doing somersaults. Gaze lingered just under the girl's eyes, noting the clenched set of her jaw as she probably plotted how to bring a curse back just to exorcise it again. There was the impulse to reach up and poke at it, but hands remained clenched at her sides. She didn't wanna get any grime on her.

Still, the girl's anger on her behalf sparked a strange kind of flattery. Maelle was grateful that her face was already caked in dirt and blood, so her companion had a harder time noticing her blush.

And there was the immediate recoil, staring up at Nobara like that was the most offensive move she could've pulled. Still, there was the light dusting of pink across her freckled face, but retaliation must be had first. Eyes fell down to the hammer that the other almost always carried around... and slapped it none-too-gently out of her hand.

"We're even, that's even-" ( Says the little shithead who started the war in the first place, now fighting back a grin to match. )

It was pushed into her arms with such ferocity that Maelle wasn't sure if she'd done something wrong before catching a glimpse of what was exactly inside the plastic. Cupcakes, each one frosted with an individual color of the rainbow. Probably didn't mean anything....

"Oh, thanks..." She breathed out a laugh, wondering what Nobara's face was so red for. It looked like she was about to bolt. But before she could do so, it was an easy enough task to tear the small sticker holding the container closed and wiggle out one of the small treats. "You're not going to make me eat the whole thing by myself, though, right?" Maelle held it out for her, only dimly aware she'd gotten frosting over her fingertips.

What a polite way of telling her to shut up, or at least, that's the indication Maelle got. Instinctively, jaw slammed shut with a solid clack as an awkward shade of pink flushed across her face. ( Downside of being a natural redhead, that made it more noticeable than she would've liked. ) Hands fiddled anxiously in her lap, sneaking a glance Nobara's direction as if to gauge whether or not she actually ruined the mood. The other girl seemed relaxed, so things appeared hopeful. It was hard to tell with her. Or maybe she just didn't understand people in general. Both could be true.

It'd been a nice moment, very nice in fact, and still was! Maelle couldn't remember the last time she felt so at ease in someone else's presence. Someone who wasn't Gustave, she should specify. This was different, Nobara was... pretty. Very pretty. It left her confused. Much to consider.

"... Oh, so... you consider this a nice moment?" She suddenly piped up, ignoring how late it was to make such a retort, but she dared to grin anyway. The knowledge had her feeling her giddy, even if she didn't bother to look too much into why.

Mutuals send me a 🍓 and I’ll compliment you.

you're so lesbian and it seems i've grown quite fond of you.... <3 JHSGYDFGSHUGY um so for real you're one of the most whimsical people i know and one of my genuine best friends for quite a few years now oh mah gosh i think you're so beautiful and lovely and kind and the times we spend on vc just gaming or hanging mean more to me than you'd ever know :) i love you women in stem

also thank you for giving maelle her first girlfriend who'd beat the shit out of her that's up there for me