love letters + shipping texts

[enya]

love letters + shipping texts meme

comment with your character. other people will reply to you. your characters (in a relationship, in love, in some sort of attraction that gravitates around the other, in idk 'love' is a many-splendored thing) are communicating via: passionate confessions written on parchment, furtive notes scrawled in code, passive-aggressive post-it notes, messages carved in trees, smoke signals, instant messages on space age computers, text messages complete with lovey-dovey pictures, whatever! have fun!

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[lovesque]

[ oh. it's on. ]

Whaaaaat? You lost it? Maybe Joe has it...

[skulleon]

Huh?

[ ryuji is: thinking, please wait... ]

I don't talk to Jou anymore? Think he transferred outta Shujin, actually...

[lovesque]

Eh?

[ an innocent head tilt, finger wrapping a strand of blonde around her finger. ]

Nooooo... Not him. I'm talking about Joe!

[skulleon]

That's what I said?

[ who is joe...now ryuji forgets all about what he was starting in the first place. this suddenly became way more important. ]

[lovesque]

That's not what you said!

[ she's pulling away, but only because she wants to eat her cake. ]

You're saying Jou, I'm saying Joe. We're not the same.

[skulleon]

[ ryuji is: lost, and a complete failure at english, both of which are known to virtually everyone.

it can't be helped...but he can watch ann and her so-called cute pajamas walk away. ]

Ah, whatever! [ one day, takamaki, one day... ] C'mon, let's eat!

[ food's enough to make ryuji forget most things. ]

[lovesque]

[ keep dreaming sakamoto. ]

What! Since when am I sharing with you?

[ holding the container carefully, but firmly to her chest she takes a few steps backwards; preparing to dart away if he tries anything. ]

[skulleon]

You weren't gonna?

[ even if he bought it—it's just cake, anyway, so it's not that exciting. the company is what really makes the impact here. ]

[lovesque]

[ oh. that expression is cute... she really can't resist it. ]

No, I'm just teasing.

[ taking a seat on the couch, she pats the area beside her; offering a seat. ]

[skulleon]

[ girls are so weird! but what ann wants... ]

I knew it!

[ whump. ryuji's dive to the couch lands a little too heavily. nothing he can't handle, though. ]

[lovesque]

[ the rough landing shakes the couch and her, eliciting a small noise of surprise. carefully, she places the cake on a table and presents him with one of the two forks she brought out. see? she was thinking of him! ]

The pizza should be here soon. Do you wanna watch something?

[skulleon]

Mm, what's tonight's vibe?

[ she shouldn't leave it in ryuji's hands, it's a mistake just waiting to happen. ]

Somethin' flashy? Ooh, we haven't seen The Swift And The Serious 11 yet...the new cars in it look totally sick!

[ clearly the finest in...romantic cinema? ]

[lovesque]

[ well, she did ask and tonight's not all about her either so... ]

The Swift and the Serious 11 it is!

[ the remote is tossed to him and she stands with the intent of heading to the kitchen. ] Do you want something to drink orrr...?

[skulleon]

[ best night ever. ]

Gimme what you're having!

[ because...solidarity...? ]

[lovesque]

Beer it is!

[ she's joking and comes back with two calpico drinks, one mango and one strawberry. mimicking the way he dove onto the couch earlier, ann also throws herself down rather heavily; holding both bottles out for him to choose. ]

Which one?

[skulleon]

S-seriously?! [ he buys it for a split second, whipping his head around. ] Where'd you get—

[ kidding. she's kidding, thank god—ryuji had so many questions... ]

Uh, how 'bout this?

[ if only because it reminds him of ann, he grabs the strawberry bottle. ]

[lovesque]

Geez, do you really think I'm that type of girl? [ she says this but she's smiling, happily ready to cuddle up beside him for a... completely unromantic movie, but one that he's excited about nonetheless so that counts for something. ]

I don't even remember what happened in the last Swift and the Serious...

[ head has already come to rest on ryuji's shoulder and she's pressed up against his side when...

the pizza arrives. ]

Oh, shoot I almost forgot about it!

[skulleon]

I think I skipped two or three of 'em...

[ but it's new (ish), so who cares! it's their cute to get comfy, to put an arm behind ann— ]

—! [ the door! ] Hey, lemme get it!

[ he's off and running before she can say a thing. ]

[lovesque]

Ryuji – !

[ he's already gone, and she sits up; silently amazed at how fast he's become, and notes his training has paid off. by the time he returns she's moved to one side of the couch, idly scrolling through her phone while she waits. ]

[skulleon]

Heheh!

[ eager's the main component in his vocabulary. he's spent enough time here by now to know where everything is, so grabbing the rest of their essentials—napkins, another fork (just in case), that pillow ann likes from the other room—feels like second nature to him. ]

Mkay, all set! [ ryuji flops back down, overdoing it as always. ] Pretty good, huh?

[lovesque]

[ when he returns ann glances upwards, noticing that he not only had the pizza and other things from the kitchen, he even remembered the pillow she really liked. for a moment, she stares at him, a little overwhelmed and touched by how thoughtful she was, before pulling him over for a few more kisses. ]

It's totally perfect.

[skulleon]

You think?

[ he's ready to get settled in again, when something snaps to his attention. ]

Oh yeah! [ eight o'clock, not that he'll mention it. ] More like you're totally perfect!

[ nailed it. he'll keep up the hourly compliments as long as he can. ]

[lovesque]

Definitely! You're the best.

[ she was about to resume their earlier cuddling position, when he's suddenly praising her; face turning a bright red as she shoves him gently. ]

H–Hey! That's a direct attack!

[skulleon]

[ he rolls with it, quite literally, teetering sideways with a laugh. ]

Man, you were wide open for that one!

[lovesque]

[ she doesn't tackle him but she definitely puts her weight on him as he rocks to one side, childishly pouting through flustered expression. ]

You just caught me off guard!