A Free Churro?

A Free Churro?

T/W: Death, funeral, ooc, bad parent relationships, a bit deep just for a crack fic, reader is depressed. Yuu is his own person and uses he/him pronouns. Fic under the cut

a/n: sorry if this is Y/n centered and not all the characters have a reaction but this is a monologue and to sort of stay true to the actual monologue there really isn't supposed to be any response. Also writing this like super late so sorry if its incoheirent. I could do individual scenarios and go deeper into each of their reaction if this is well recieved

Heres the referance if you wanna listen along both links are the same monologue

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All sitting in the audience of the funeral. Not knowing why they were invited, beside Yuu and Grimm. They all stare at the casket, unsure who it was.*

Y/n: *Walks out and starts the eulogy but first starts to explain why they were late* So I stopped at a drive thru place on the way here, and the girl behind the counter said, “Hiya! Are you having an awesome day?” Not, “How are you doing today?” No. “Are you having an awesome day?” Which is pretty… shitty, because it puts the onus on me to disagree with her, like if I’m not having an “awesome day,” suddenly I’m the negative one.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All gasp from Y/n's sudden explanation of the interaction between them and the lady behind the counter.*

Y/n: *continues to explain the interactions and how it went down* Usually when people ask how I’m doing, the real answer is "I’m doing shitty", but I can’t say I’m doing shitty because I don’t even have a good reason to be doing shitty. So if I say, “I’m doing shitty,” then they say, “Why? What’s wrong?” And I have to be like, “I don’t know, all of it?” So instead, when people ask how I’m doing, I usually say, “I am doing so great.”

Housewardens, vice housewardens, and the Aduece duo: *Are in shock about knowing Y/n's true feelings*

Y/n: *sighed going on trying to finish the story* But when this girl at the drive thru place asked me if I was having an awesome day, I thought, “Well, today I’m actually allowed to feel shitty.” Today I have a good reason, so I said to her, “Well, my mom died,” and she immediately burst into tears. So now I have to comfort her, which is annoying, and meanwhile, there’s a line of people forming behind me who are all giving me these real judgy looks because I made the Drive thru girl cry. And she’s bawling, and she’s saying, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” and I’m like, “It’s fine. It’s fine.” I mean, it’s not fine but, you know, it’s… fine. And I would like to order a Double Burger Meal, and I’ve kinda got somewhere to be, so maybe less with the crying and more with the frying, huh? And the girl apologizes again and she offers me a free churro with my meal. And as I’m leaving, I think, “I just got a free churro because my mom died.” No one ever tells you that when your mom dies, you get a free churro.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, and the Aduece duo: *At a loss for words, not knowing how to react. Feeling unsure if they should coverse with each other or stay silent. They chose to stay silent*

Y/n: Anyway, I’m sorry, that’s not part of the... *clears their throat trying to think of what to say next* All right. Okay, here we go. Let’s do this. Here I am, Y/n L/n, doing a eulogy, let’s go. *Goes on a monologue explaining the strained relationship between their mother and them.*

Ace: *Whispers to Yuu, Deuce, and Grimm* Never knew Y/n could hate someone so much

Riddle: *Speaks in a hushed voice* Ace, be quiet and listen to Y/n!

Housewardens: *All look at Y/n seeing how much they're struggling. Vil recognizes this to be a monologue.*

Malleus: *Confused as to how someone could hate a parental figure this much.*

Riddle: *Seemed to understand the pain of Y/n hating their mother. The other house wardens just watched, worried.*

Vice housewardens: *All sit patiently, trying to understand Y/n's trailing off. Jamil had the most concern out of the vice housewardens*

Grimm: *Grabs Yuu's hands with his small paw* I'm worried for Y/n*

Yuu: *looks to Grimm with a solemn look* I am too, but let's just listen right now. Might be good for them to get it out.

Y/n: *Sighs and looks at the casket once more reminiscing about when both their parents were alive.* My dad died about ten years ago of injuries he sustained during a duel. When your father dies, you ask yourself a lot of questions. Questions like, “Wait, did you say he died in a duel?” and “Who dies in a duel?”

Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Look at Y/n confused as to where this story is going. Ace and Deuce were trying not to laugh at the duel part.*

Housewardens and vice housewardens: *Stare at Y/n in disbelief, not knowing they could have such a messed up past. Riddle and Leona understanding the feeling of strained relationships with family*

Y/n: *Chuckled to themselves as they explain the story of their father's duel.* The whole thing was so stupid. Dad spent his entire life writing this book, but he couldn’t get any stores to carry it or any newspapers to review it. Finally, I guess this one newspaper thought he was pretty hilarious, because they ran a review and tore him to shreds. So my father, ever the proud Mary, decided he would not stand for this besmirchment of his honor. He claimed the critic didn’t understand what it meant to be a man, so he demanded satisfaction in the form of pistols at dawn. He wrote the paper this letter, saying anyone who didn’t like his book, he would challenge to a duel, anyone in the world. He’d even pay for airfare to San Francisco and a night in a hotel. Well, eventually this found its way to some kook in Montana, who was as batshit as he was and took him up on the offer. They met at Golden Gate Park and agreed: ten paces, then shoot. But in the middle of the ten paces, Dad turned to ask the guy if he’d actually read the book and what he thought, but, not looking where he was going, tripped over an exposed root and bashed his head on a rock.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All look at each other, then look back to Y/n. Some of them have a very clear reaction on their face while others had a straight face. They all had a similar thought in their head* 'How can someone leave their kid do fight in a duel'

Y/n: *Sees their friends' reactions, but goes on with their thoughts as it forms the on spot eulogy they are giving. Y/n starts to recall a time where they saw their mom decently okay.* My mom used to hold these glorious parties, they were really something. There were skits and magic acts, and very insensitive vaudeville routines, and the big finale was always a dance my mother did.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Were all intrigued at the scene. Vil had the most interist since pereforming was something he was well versed in*

Y/n: *Continues to go on seemingly imersed by the memories they had of the parties* She had this beautiful dress that she only brought out for these parties, and she did this incredible number. It was so beautiful and sad. Dad hated the parties. He’d lock himself in the study, and bang on the walls for us to keep it down, but he always came out to see Mom dance. He’d linger in the doorway, scotch in hand, and watch in awe, as this cynical, despicable woman he married… took flight. 

Yuu: *Was the most worried out of the group that was there, wanting to run up and hug Y/n as he seemingly knew where this was going.*

Grimm: *Looked at Yuu and noticed the discomfort he felt and let Yuu hold his paw* It'll be okay, Y/n will be okay.

Aduece duo: *Place a hand on both of Yuu's shoulders, seemingly comforting him. The two of them watch Y/n with sadness in their eyes.*

Y/n: *Their eyes start to water slightly as they take a shaky breath* And as a child who was completely terrified of both my parents, I was always aware that this moment of grace, it meant something. We understood each other in a way. Me and my mom and my dad, as screwed up as we all were, we did understand each other. My mother, she knew what it’s like to feel your entire life like you’re drowning, with the exception of these moments, these very rare, brief instances, in which you suddenly remember… you can swim.

Octavinelle trio: *Seemingly understood what Y/n meant by the drowning metaphore, all three of them were worried. The one who felt the most worry was Azul*

Y/n: *Looks at the casket with teary eyes, knowing this sad but beautiful memory in their head wasn't truly happy* But then again, mostly not. Mostly you’re drowning. She understood that, too. And she recognized that I understood it. And Dad. All three of us were drowning, and we didn’t know how to save each other, but there was an understanding that we were all drowning together. And I would like to think that that’s what she meant when we were in the hospital and she said, “I see you.”

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm:

Y/n: *goes on to explain their personal relationships. But then stops realizing they've been going on and on missing the point of where they were going. They take a deep breath.* I’m not gonna stand up here and pretend I ever understood how to please that woman, even though so much of my life has been wasted in vain attempts to figure it out.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Notice Y/n becoming more sad the further they go on. They all wanted to get up and hug Y/n, but thought it best for them to continue the eulogy*

Y/n: *Chuckles slightly now remembering another moment before their mother died* But I keep going back to that moment in the ICU when she looked at me, and… “I-C-U.”

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All of them have their eyes widen as they come to a realization. They all stare at Y/n wondering if they caught what they just said*

Y/n: *Speaks slowly as tears well in their eyes. Their voice is soft as they peice everything together* “I… see… you.” Jesus Christ, we were in the intensive care unit. She was just reading a sign. 

Housewardens: *Notice the tears in Y/n's eyes as they all feel bad.*

Y/n: *sighs and looks down, not wanting to face their friends in the room* My mom died and all I got was this free churro.

Grimm and Aduece: *Stare at Y/n, unsure what they should do after the funeral survice with Y/n*

Y/n: *Looks at everyone with eyes glazed with anger and sadness. Their tone was bitter as they point outside the funeral parlor door.* You know the shittiest thing about all of this? Is when that stranger behind the counter gave me that free churro, that small act of kindness showed more compassion than my mother gave me her entire goddamn life. Like, how hard is it to do something nice for a person? This woman at the Drive Thru place didn’t even know me. 

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Most of them seemingly understood Y/n's frustration. The only two who didn't were Malleus and Floyd, but they listened hoping to understand*

Y/n: *Looks at the casket with tears falling down their eyes. Their town is full of anger as they point at themselves* I’m your son! All I had was you! 

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Were even more worried as they see Y/n start to cry and hear the desperation in their voice*

Y/n: *Their town shifts to a more happy tone, but its a light happinesss.* I have this friend. And right around when I first met her, her dad died, and I actually went with her to the funeral. And months later, she told me that she didn’t understand why she was still upset, because she never even liked her father.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, and Grimm: *All look at Yuu wanting to know if he knew of Y/n's friend and who she was*

Yuu: *Ignores the stares of the others and just watches Y/n intentivley, trying to memorize every detail so he could help Y/n decompress afterwards*

Y/n: *Smiles sadly, not knowing where to land their gaze* It made sense to me, because I went through the same thing when my dad died. And I’m going through the same thing now.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, and Grimm: *Were all curious, wanting to know more on how Y/n handled their father's death*

Yuu: *Only listened on knowing exactly what Y/n went through when their father died because Y/n told him*

Y/n: *Eyes widen once more, finding a connection between something an their mother's death* You know what it’s like? It’s like that show Becker, you know, with Ted Danson? I watched the entire run of that show, hoping that it would get better, and it never did. It had all the right pieces, but it just—it couldn’t put them together.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, and Grimm: *All have a curious stare at Y/n and Yuu not knowing what Becker was or what Y/n was talking about, but seemingly understanding the sentamet of the connection*

And when it got canceled, I was really bummed out, not because I liked the show, but because I knew it could be so much better, and now it never would be. And that’s what losing a parent is like. It’s like Becker.

Aduece duo *look at Yuu with curious eyes.*

Ace: *Speaks first as his hand is still on Yuu's shoulder* What's Becker?

Yuu: *Doesn't look at the Aduece duo, only focused on Y/n. Speaks in a hushed town* It's a show. I'll explain what it's about to everyone later...

Y/n: *Shudders through the tears trying to finish the connection to the show they just mentioned and the moment going on right now* Suddenly, you realize you’ll never have the good relationship you wanted, and as long as they were alive, even though you’d never admit it, part of you, the stupidest goddamn part of you, was still holding on to that chance. And you didn’t even realize it until that chance went away.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *They all have a sympathetic gaze on Y/n, some trying to understand what Y/n meant.*

Riddle and Yuu: *Seemingly were the only two who understood Y/n's desires for a better relationship witht heir mother*

Y/n: *Looks at the casket with tears in their eyes and a frustrated tone as all their friends watched* My mother is dead...And everything is worse now because now I know I will never have a mother who looks at me from across a room and says, “Y/n L/n, I see you.”

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All gasped, minus Yuu, at Y/n's statement about their mother's death. They all felt more saddened at what Y/n had admitted to wanting to be seen*

Y/n: *Takes a deep breath as tears still roll down their cheeks* But I guess it’s good to know. It’s good to know that there is nobody looking out for me, that there never was, and there never will be.

Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *They start to feel guilty because they want to be there for Y/n, the way Y/n wants them to be there.*

Y/n: *sighs and wipes their tears away, finally accepting the realization they had* No, it’s good to know that I am the only one that I can depend on. And I know that now, and it’s good. It’s good that I know that. So… it’s good my mother is dead.

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *All shocked but try not to make any noise. They watch and see Y/n trail off trying to end the eulogy. They also feel upset that Y/n feels so alone and that they need to feel independent. Malleus feels the worst because he doesn't understand how Y/n feels.*

Y/n: *ends the eulogy and sighs, walking out of the room not wanting to face anyone*

Housewardens, vice housewardens, Aduece duo, Yuu, and Grimm: *Watches Y/n leave, unsure if they should follow or not.*

A/n: This is part my Bojack Horseman brainrot so I'm happy this is the first post! Hope it made you sad? idk it made me tear up a bit. This is part of the Free Churro monologue in the Bojack Horseman Episode Free Churro which is Episode 6 Season 5.

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I have so many ideas for fics and its so overwhelming oml!

Right now my main thoughts are a Genshin x mha crossover fic that would therotically happen after my current Genshin fic titled Celestia's Divinity

Another fic idea is another crossover that would again happen after Celestia's Divinity but it would be a Genshin x Twisted wonderland fic.

Here is the I should stop expecting you to be a good person post! It's with twisted wonderland and it is semi angsty

What bojack moment should I do next?

tokyo revengers fic be on the look out. in stores near you... not really but will be released on my blog soon!

Its called Mentally Unstable Occult

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!