Well, I have a few jokes about unemployed people, but none of them work. *bad-dum ching*
Write a spoiler for one of your stories(this is an upcoming story):
It was quiet and peaceful in the Midoriya household, besides the heavy rain falling outside. Izuku was setting the dinner table, as Inko filled the two bowls up with her famous Katsudon.
A warm, delectable scent filled the air in the home, causing Izuku's stomach to growl loudly. Inko chuckled, as she brought to two bowls to the table. Izuku thanked his mother for the food, and hastily grabbed his wooden chopsticks, taking a large bite of the pork cutlet. He was just about to take his second bite, before a loud knocking sound filled their ears.
"I'll get that, sweetie. You just stay here and eat your food." Inko said calmly, before getting out of her chair and walking over to the door. She twisted the handle and pulled it open, and dark forest green eyes met the crimson ones of a familiar ash blond. The male looked extremely nervous, and he averted his eyes from her gaze. As soon as he turned his head, Inko caught a glimpse of a large bruise on his cheek. It had a small gash in the middle, and a drop of blood smeared on the wound, seeming like he tried to wipe it off.
She stood there for a moment, lost in her thoughts. "Katsuki, dear? Are you alright?" He quickly turned her way, and Inko noticed that the blond had a steady stream of tears running down his face, dropping down onto the soft fabric of his shirt, that was already soaked because of the rain. He looked up at her, before grinning sadly. "Hey, Auntie."
damn thats a long spoiler-
anyways, im gonna go...i dont know what im gonna go do. write, maybe? yeah. i'll do that.
