#yujack

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send me a ship + a number and i'll tell you

yusei/jack;

2. what their love letters look like

yusei rambles a little in his, he has a lot of love to give and not quite enough paper so the writing is quite small at the bottom trying to squeeze it all in. lots of stuff about loving her and seeing a future with her. usually paired with a small gift that he made her. jack's are a lot shorter than yusei's in comparison, but thats just because she's way more to the point with her words. emotionally, it's the same stuff (a future together, loving each other, being proud of him). she doodles in the margins little stardusts and archfiends (they're holding hands)

13. which makes a bigger deal of birthdays

jack without a doubt. her birthday is an EVENT. should be an international holiday if she had her way. she knows yusei's more lowkey but she will not let him brush it off as if its just another day. (though, yusei does make a big deal out of jack's birthday too, he's just very much beat by jack. if it was their kid though? god they're insufferable)

divine/jack;

1. which one is the better cook

while jack, to me, can cook decent food (thanks martha), divine's definitely the better cook of the two. he has more patience for the tedious side of it, and is at least a little less averse to following instruction

13. which makes a bigger deal of birthdays

not sure, jack effectively forced divine's birthday out of him. he lets her make a fuss out of it in private. so she's clearly a big deal kinda girl but... divine absolutely dotes on her to insane degrees so her birthday would be treated as a huge huge deal to him too

14. what nicknames they call each other

another installment in kay has yujack brainrot

Yusei felt sick. She swallowed, glancing up. It felt ironic – there had been one there this whole time, and the man who apparently loved kissing girls under it hadn’t even noticed. She narrowed her eyes, and this time, he noticed the change in her expression.

this comes from a random yujack fic i wrote on my lunch break thats in dire need of a clean up

“Come home, Jack.” She glanced up, damp eyelashes sparkling in the faint moonlight. “... I can’t do that.” It was true – Yusei hadn’t considered how hard it would be to get back from the city, and she had commitments too.