ship: shatt, prompt: "Yeah uh - Yeah no, that sounds awful."
“What do you think it’d be like if we dated?” asks Shiro.
Matt throws him a sidelong glance, hoping beyond all hope that the heat rising to his cheeks isn’t visible. He pulls on the sleeves of his Garrison-issued jacket, yanking them down over his hands. He curls his fingers over the extra fabric and hunches his shoulders as he shrugs.
“It’d be weird,” says Matt. He clears his throat, pointedly looking out at the expanse of dessert below them.
This is the one place they could always go for peace and quiet. They got around the guards by saying they needed to study the stars for class, who bought it even in the daytime. It’s why they found themselves up here, on the roof of the biology lab so often. It’s just too easy, and it’s always them and just them. No teachers, no lab aids, no seniors, no Iverson. Just them.
“Really?” asks Shiro. There’s something in his voice, a small twinge of disappointment, maybe? Nah, he has nothing to be disappointed about. It’s not like tall, dashing, kind-hearted Shiro would want a twiggy nerd like Matt. Not when there’s.... literally anyone else on the planet.
“Can you imagine us together? We’d like kiss and cuddle and stuff. That’d be like cuddling and kissing my grandma,” lies Matt straight through his teeth. He forces a laugh.
“Yeah uh - Yeah no, that sounds awful,” says Shiro, voice trailing off at the end.
Matt hears the soft sound of Shiro’s shoes scratching against the cement of the roof. Hears the quiet rustle of Shiro’s clothing as he watches him hook his arms around his knees. Pretends not to hear the resigned sigh as Shiro rests his head on his forearms, looking up towards the stars painting night sky.
“Absolutely awful,” he definitely doesn’t hear him whisper.
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I love you and your surprise prompts rye.thank you for this. I hope you like Emercury+Retail Hell.
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Every day, from 8 to 4, Emerald Sustrai lived in an eternal state of hell. There was no way to make her job enjoyable, and there were fewer things worse than being left in a retail environment. And really, she was way too done for this shit.
And besides, she'd checked out of this job emotionally and mentally on day two. Since then, she'd been almost constantly running on autopilot.
Today, however was special. It was special because it was going to be her last day spent in the overpriced hellhole that she called her job. After today, she was going to be able to go home, go to bed, and then get up whenever she wanted and actually enjoy herself for once.
The only problem was that she was stuck in a position where she had to face Satan, otherwise known as the Middle Aged Suburban Housewife of the “Homeowner’s Association Soccer Mom” subspecies. And she’d been stuck facing this hell for the last hour, because fuck her and who gives a shit about retail workers.
Really, what was she supposed to do?
“Ma’am-” Emerald started, doing her absolute best to block out her frustration even though it was very obvious that she was speaking through gritted teeth. “I can’t do anything for you when your coupon expired three months ago-”
“What do you mean you can’t do anything? I want to speak to a manager.”
Pointless. Emerald thought, grimacing and rolling her eyes. “You’re trying to use an expired coupon. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but I really can’t do anything to help you.”
“Can you hurry it up?” A voice called from behind the woman. “Some of us have actual problems to deal with-”
Emerald shot the man a glare, trying not to snap even though they couldn’t do anything to fire her at this point. It was still for the best if she tried to do things on a respectful tone, if only for the sake of making sure that she left with a good reference.
But before Emerald could say anything, the woman had already turned to face the man behind her. “Excuse me?” She snapped. “I have no time for such rudeness.”
“Yeah, neither do I.” The man said. “So can you hurry the fuck up?”
“I-” She whorled around to face Emerald, her face showing nothing more than pure disbelief. “Aren’t you going to do something?”
“No.” Emerald said quietly, “Company policy keeps me from stepping in.”
“I really want to speak to your manager now!” The woman shrieked. “And I won’t stand for this treatment.”
“Ma’am.” Emerald started, her voice hardening up just a little bit as it left her throat. “I really can’t do anything to help you, and I’m not emotionally invested in this situation.”
“You aren’t-” The woman sputtered, eyes widening as she stood up just a little bit taller. “I’ll have your job for this.”
“Zero fucks given.” Emerald finally snapped, since it wasn’t like she was going to get fired when it was her last day anyways. “Next, please.”
“I’m not-”
“If you don’t leave, I’m going to call security.” Emerald deadpanned, reaching for the phone at her desk because the threat alone was going to be enough to get what she wanted. The woman stared her down and her lip quivered for a moment, before she slammed the sweater that she’d been trying to buy down on the counter and hurrying her way out.
And really, that was all that Emerald needed at that point. She picked her head up and watched as the man that was next in line, who was handsome with messy grey hair stepped up into line.
He smiled and set down a box with a reciept on top of it. Before Emerald could ask what he needed help with, he spoke up.
“So were you really going to call security?” He asked. “Or-”
“No.” Emerald admitted, reaching for the box and dragging it closer to her. Routine return by the looks of things, thank god. “But it scared her off.”
“It took balls to do what you did, you know that?” He asked, smiling charmingly.
“It’s my last day.” Emerald said. “I have to survive the hour and then-” She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter that much, though. I’m just done with this.”
“Oh.” The man said calmly. “Well, I would like to treat you to a celebratory dinner in that case.”
Emerald sirked, a little unsure of how to read what the man was doing. Really, hitting on a woman while she was working was scummy but…
Well, she wasn’t obligated to play nice anymore.
“I’ll think about it.” She said calmly, looking at the screen. “Might want to start with your name and number though.”
“Mercury Black.” He smiled at her. “I should already be in there.”
“Mister Black.” Emerald repeated, smirking. “I’ll see what I can do for you.”
Maybe a dinner with a random stranger wasn’t so bad.
ok so. Michael with hypermobile ehlers-danlos syndrome. he doesnt think he needs his cane/that its a good day and ends up having to walk somewhere. by the time he gets there his hips are doing The Thing where they feel kind of grindy and the next day he can barely move without his cane. (this has happened to me)
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So this is an old as fuck prompt. I hope you like it, buddy! Pose is based off of this picture [source] (image is third in compilation post.)
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“See anything yet?” Mercury grunted as he laid on his back with his legs raised up above him and waited for something, anything to happen that would be able to be considered useful. It had been a while since he and Emerald had been sent out on a recon mission, but it was something that he could do.
He just didn’t like doing them.
“Pipe the fuck down, asshole.” Emerald hissed, bringing her binoculars down in displeasure. From where he was lying, Mercury had both the best and the worst view of Emerald possible, but it was also a position that meant that he couldn’t be lookout himself. It was a good thing that Emerald was good at what she did because otherwise Mercury was sure that they would be hopeless.
He rolled his eyes and picked his head up just slightly so that he could cushion it on one of his arms. “Is there anything?”
“No.” Emerald finally answered, grimacing and turning just slightly so that she couldn’t risk losing her balance on her perch. “Why, getting uncomfortable?”
“Kind of.” Mercury admitted, rolling his eyes. “Mostly bored.”
Emerald was quiet for a moment before she spoke up again, her voice a little less calm than normal. “Let me down.”
The order was more than enough. Mercury began to lower his legs as much as he could and Emerald clambered off. She took a moment to make sure that she had everything in order before turning to him and offering a hand. Mercury smiled, reached up, and took it so that he could pull himself up to his feet.
“Waiting around like this hasn’t been fun.”
“No.” Emerald laughed. “It really hasn’t been.” The two of them began back down on the path that would bring them to the road. She stretched, and Mercury found himself appreciating the sight, if only for a moment. “What do you think about getting food?”
“Food?” Mercury replied, thinking hard. How long had it been since the two of them had last been able to get something to eat? It had to have been a while, or else he figured he wouldn’t have been worrying about it so much. “Yeah, sounds good.”
Emerald smiled at him and began to lead the way, and Mercury couldn’t bring himself to even consider doing anything beyond just following after her. The two of them would find a place to eat, and then they would be on their way in the morning. Really, their main concern was making sure that they didn’t end up getting found by the people looking for them first.
When the two of them had been going through Kuchinashi they’d only managed to make a few enemies. Sticky fingers didn’t do anything good, and they had paid the price. Ever since every night was spent one step in front of the people that would probably have them killed. The situation wasn’t good by any means, but it was what it was.
Mercury was mostly glad that he had someone else that he was able to share in it with.
The road was empty for the most part, and so when they followed it Mercury and Emerald had a few things that they could rely on. Natural instinct was a more than large piece of it, but taking breaks to survey their terrain as they just had tended to go a long way. At the very worst, they might find a village and go in for an hour at most so that they could get supplies. Mercury was already certain that Emerald was looking for one so that they could get a hot meal instead of having to go ahead and hunt something down for them to eat.
But walking with Emerald often got too quiet too fast. Mercury figured that she was just focused on keeping them from getting killed. It wasn’t as though the two of them couldn’t fend for themselves, quite the opposite-
It was just that they couldn’t deal with too many people at once. Not if they wanted to get the most use out of both of their skillsets while they were in battle.
“So.” Mercury spoke up, deciding that it might be a good idea to break the silence. “We find a village and eat, then what?”
“Camping.” Emerald said, smiling softly. “Why?”
Mercury laughed, stepping up and bumping into Emerald playfully. “Dinner, warm fire... seems almost romantic.”
Emerald stopped dead in her tracks and shot him a too-hard glare that Mercury only saw affection in. She was smiling, despite everything. The girl let out a sigh and shook her head before nudging him back in response. “Why don’t you listen and pipe the fuck down, asshole?”
“Make me.”
Emerald looked like she didn’t know whether she wanted to punch him or kiss him.
