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perfectly-unsad · 1 year

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Why Not Me

Pairings - fem!reader x Aki Hayakawa

Warnings - 18+, slight NSFW, reader is a little crazy and obsessive, lying about contraceptive, Aki is a little mean, angst, hurt no comfort, unreciprocated feelings, colleagues with benefits, not proof read, I wrote this at like 3am last night pls

Word count - 2.2k

A/n - I know I said I’d do a Halloween one shot but… I cannot get Aki off my mind, I’m sorry! I’m still working on it though, but in the meantime please enjoy this Aki angst!

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God, he was so perfect.

He held his hand close to his face, deeply inhaling the cigarette placed carefully between his fingers. Grey ash replaced the red hot end of his vice as the smoke lifted into the air above him. His eyes stared straight ahead at the wall, his hair tied up with a few uncharacteristic messy strands that had come lose and framed his face nicely. His skin was slightly shiny from the sweat of your recent 'session'.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked in a gentle voice, but didn't shift his gaze from the wall ahead.

"Because you're pretty." You smile to yourself as you looked at him, completely enamoured with his beauty while laying on your side. You always complimented him. He deserved it. He was pretty.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?" He questioned, taking another puff of his cigarette. His forearms wrapped in tight, clean bandages like usual.

Whilst you complimented him frequently, he rarely did the same.

He complimented you on your work, as did others. You were a good Devil Hunter after all, it was only natural to get that kind of praise, but what you longed for was... more. Would it be so hard for him to tell you how beautiful you were? Would it physically pain him to express any kind of intimacy? You kept telling yourself that was just how he was. He had a very difficult life, he would open up eventually, wouldn't he?

"Well, you don't." You mumbled under your breath, regretting it as soon as it left your mouth. You loved spending time with him, but you couldn't help but feel that the feeling was not mutual. He didn't kick you out of his bed, and he seemed relieved to have someone as reliable as you on missions with him, but beyond that you may as well be strangers.

"Hmm?" He hummed clearly he hadnt been paying attention to what you were saying, his bare chest falling as he exhaled more smoke, finally glancing at you who lay beside him with a defeated look on your face.

"Nothing." You reply with a sigh, rolling onto your back to look up at the ceiling while pulling the blanket up to cover your chest. How long had you been entranced by Aki? It must be coming up to a year since you first slept together. Perhaps you ought to give up on the hope of this developing into an actual relationship.

Afterall, you couldn't compete with, Her.

Her, who was so beautiful she seemed to bewitch just about every man she came in contact with. Her, who could have anyone wrapped around her little finger in mere moments. No, you were nothing compared to Her. You, who had to work for months to get Aki to even notice you. You, who only managed to sleep with him for the first time after you had both been drinking too much, but not enough to forget how he called out Her name instead of yours. You, who would lap up any sort of conversation or affection you could get from him.

You couldn't pretend like it didn't hurt to see how quickly he moved to answer Her calls, how he blushed when She gave him any kind of compliment but barely reacted to you doing the same, or how he would fix himself up in the reflection of the window before the two of you entered Her office to deliver a mission report. He didn't need to, he always looked good, but "good" didn't seem to be enough for Her. It was for you though.

"Are you going to spend the night?" He asked, pulling you from your thoughts as he extinguished the end of his cigarette in the ash tray beside his bed.

"Do you want me to?" You asked, turning your head to look at him. He shrugged at your question, and you wondered if he truly cared so little after all this time that he couldn't see how much his indifference stung you.

"If you want." He replied casually. He probably didn't mean to hurt your feelings, but he was so good at doing that. What hurt more was that he didn't even seem to realise he had hurt your feelings, he never noticed the way the glimmer in your eyes faded whenever he inadvertently tossed you aside. "What are you thinking about?" He questioned your silence, again yanking you from your thoughts which made you notice only now how close he had gotten to your face.

"Nothing." You said quietly, little more than a whisper. You knew he wouldn't press the issue, he didn't really care. You felt his gentle touch on your chin, inching your face upwards until his lips met yours in a soft kiss. Here was the affection you had been craving. His soft, gentle touch, unsullied by the suggestion of something more.

You could love him like this. Everything felt right when he kissed you like this. All the reservations your mind was holding onto, all the times you felt heartsore and second best completely overshadowed by your hearts burning desire to be loved like this, by him.

God, he was so perfect.

He placed one of his hands on your waist, pulling your closer to him and deepening the kiss. You could feel how unsatisfied he was with just this kiss, this kiss that had made your entire world shake. Who were you to refuse him though? You'd accept any sliver of intimacy you could get from Aki, all of it was better than none of it.

You shifted yourself to straddle him, you chest pressed against his as his tongue met yours in a wet embrace. Your hips gave a slight twitch at the feeling of him hardening against your still wet slit from your previous 'encounter' only a few minutes prior.

"You sure you can go again? You don't want to rest for a bit?" You asked against his lips, a part of you hoping he would choose to rest, even if it was for just a few moments more so that you could continue to rest beside him.

"Let me grab another condom." He huffed, leaving another sloppy kiss on your lips before reaching his hand to open his bedside table in search of the protection.

"I'm on the pill." You stated, reaching your hand out to gently grab his, hoping to distract him from his search.

You were lying. You weren't on the pill, you just wanted to feel him inside of you unrestricted. You wanted him to finish inside, to fill you with as much as you could milk out of him. You just wanted all of him.

Perhaps that's why he preferred Her. You had read online that men didn't like women who made themselves "too available", whatever the fuck that meant. You knew it was wrong to lie to him like this, She would never do this. She would never try and control him like this, but you couldn't stop yourself. You'd do anything to have him completely. It wasn't that you wanted to get pregnant per se, you just wanted to be connected to him, was that so wrong? Wouldn't he have to love you if you had his child? Wouldn't he have to care about you? Even if he didn't, at least then you'd have a piece of him.

"When did you start?" He asked, fully breaking apart from kissing you now. He had always been incredibly vigilant about protection, even when you two were drunk he made sure to wear it.

"A few weeks ago," You said hurriedly and kissed him again, "please Aki, just fuck me, I'll do whatever you say, please." You begged, moving your kisses to his jaw and neck careful not to leave any traces of you behind as you remembered how annoyed he had gotten the last time you left a visible hickey on his neck. You grind your hips against his until you could feel him throbbing beneath you, a deep moan falling from his lips.

"You're such a slut for me aren't you?" He teased, a cruel smirk on his lips as he placed one of his hands on your hip, the other he used to grab his base and rub his tip across the length of your entrance, coating it in your slick before lining it up.

You bit your lip in anticipation, your brain only focusing on how it would feel to have his cum stuffed inside of you, filling you up so completely that the excess would spill from your hot cunt.

"Yes, I am, all I can think about is your cock, its all I want, pl-" You were cut off by the sound of his phone vibrating from the table beside him. You both glanced over to the source of the disturbance instinctively.

Makima

Your heart sunk in your chest as if a heavy weight had been dropped directly through your body, the only thing that could ruin this moment that you had been waiting so long for. "Aki, please don't." You pleaded quickly, as if you could read his mind, a desperate attempt to steal his thoughts away from her.

"It won't be long, I promise." He said as he let go of his dick and reached for his phone, the movement of his arm stretching out to grab it pushing you off of him.

Did that really just happen? This had to be a dream. There's no way he- "Hi, Makima, what can I do for you?" Her words weren't audible, but you could hear her voice on the other end of the call.

You sat beside him for a brief moment, stunned in silence at what had just happened. You had overlooked so much when it came to Aki, hoped you'd be able to win him over one day, get him to see that She didn't care about him like you did but this was the final straw. You couldn't do this anymore.

Without saying a word you got up from his bed, picking your clothes up off the floor that you had previously so enthusiastically discarded. In the background, Akis obedient chorus' of "yes", "okay" and "alright" could be heard occasionally.

"Where are you going? I told you it wouldn't be long." Aki asked once he had hung up the phone, but by now you were fully dressed, except for your socks. He had moved across the bed to gently grab your hand in his, hoping to encourage you to finish what had been started, however you were quick to snatch your grasp out of his.

"Don't touch me, Aki, seriously don't." You snapped, you had hoped to sound stern and unwavering but the crack in your voice as you fought back tears gave you a different vibe.

"Woah, why are you suddenly so upset? I can't ignore her, she's our boss." He reasoned. For someone so smart, he really was a dumbass.

"Are you serious?" You scoffed, pausing briefly to look back at him, clear confusion in his eyes. He really didn't understand why you were so upset. "You're so obsessed with her Aki, it's not normal! You think a normal guy would literally pull out of someone just because their boss called? I'm done always being second place to her!" You turned away from him as tears stung your eyes and you worked on putting your socks on.

"You don't need to leave, y/n, just calm down for a minute." He reached his hand out to grab yours again, but hesitated when he remembered your previous reaction to that. He seemed lost, usually you would give in under his touch, this was the first time you had refused him this way and he didn't know what to do.

"Aki, I love you, but I can't do this anymore, it's killing me. It's me, or Her." You finally said, standing up with your shoes in hand as you spun around to look at him, tears staining your cheeks. Even through your tears you could see how beautiful he was, even when he was stressed he was just so devastatingly beautiful that it hurt.

With every second that passed in silence as he considered your words, you felt your heart being ripped apart. You realised the precarious situation you were now in, you had just completely thrown your feelings at him and demanded he pick his priority, here and now, and you already knew his answer.

"Don't ask me to choose between you and her." He finally said in a heavy tone, shaking his head slightly but never looking away from you.

"Why? Because you'll choose her?" You sniffed, your voice devoid of any hope your heart had clung to. "But if she asked you to choose, you'd pick her, right?" You hoped he could hear the devastation in your voice.

"Look, it's not like I don't care about you it's just that-"

"Just that I don't compare to her." You wiped your tears away with your hand as you walked towards the door. "I'll see you in work, Aki."

"Y/n, come on..." Aki called out with a sigh before you shut the door behind you, as soon as he was out of sight your face crumbled as you cried and headed for the exit.

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stayarmytinyzenmoa-l · 6 months

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NCT Spooky Season [Day 20]

Madame Pseudo

TW: Language, ghosts, seances, Genre: Romance, Comedy Pairing: Moon Taeil x Reader YN Pronouns: Not specified Word Count: 0.6K Prompt: “Let’s do a seance!” “Let’s not”

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Notes: Last day! ... or is it? It is lol but hopefully I'll have my last little treat ready by Halloween! Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

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"Jesus fucking Christ," you cursed as soon as the lampshade toppled over. "Haechan, we can't stay here," you called your boyfriend over and he poked his head out of the bedroom.

"Why not?" As soon as he asked, the picture frame behind you fell over.

"That's why."

"Okay? So what? We have a roommate."

"Haechan!"

"Okay, okay... let's do a seance, then."

"Let's not, I don't want to invite any bad energy into our life," you argued.

"Invite? Babe, we live with a ghost! Maybe we can help them cross over or something."

"Mm..." You weren't convinced.

And you still weren't convinced when Haechan's hired spiritualist came in, whole kit in hand as she set up the area on your dining room table.

"I don't buy this, Haechan," you whispered.

"What do you mean? The ad said that she's an expert."

"Babe, her name is Madame Pseudo. Do you know what 'pseudo' means?" You asked. Haechan didn't answer. "Fake, Haechan, it means fake, Pseudoscience is fake science, Pseudonews is fake news, Madame Pseudo has pseudo credentials," you whispered quickly and you heard the spiritualist laugh.

"They never believe me at first," she lights the candles and invites you and Haechan to sit in front of her. You both do so. "Alright, tell me about this spirit."

"Well, they like to knock things over," you nodded toward the lampshade.

"Yeah, sometimes they'll pull (Y/N)'s hair too," Haechan says.

"Sometimes they'll draw scribbles on our walls too."

"I see, you may be dealing with the spirit of a child then," the spiritualist mutters.

"A kid?" You asked, feeling a sudden pang of guilt.

"Yes, children tend to not realize they're no longer of this world," Madame says. "They stay where they are, waiting for parents who probably aren't of this world anymore too." You swallowed harshly.

What a sad existence.

"Well, hopefully, we'll be able to send them across the plane. Remember, when you speak to the spirit, please be kind. Guide them toward the light," she says and she holds her hands out. You and Haechan take one of hers before holding on to one another's. Madame says a slow and steady chant before her eyes shoot open, pupils rolled to the back of her head so that only the whites of her eyes remained. "Have you seen my parents?" Her voice was noticeably not of her own. You and Haechan look at each other, a cold bead of sweat ran down your neck.

"No, I'm sorry," you responded.

"Why?"

"They don't live here anymore," you responded.

"Mm... where do I go then?"

"Toward the light, probably," Haechan cuts in. The spiritualist's head turns toward the window.

"That one?"

"Yeah," Haechan looked over, but it was dark, only the moon was visible tonight.

"Hmm... I'm scared. What if my parents come back home?"

"They're waiting for you over there," you cut in. The voice whimpered.

"I believe you," then the spiritualist collapsed on the table and after a few moments she stood up slowly and a bit pained. "It is done."

"That's it?"

"The spirit of children tend to be rather obedient, if you had an adult it might have been harder."

"I see... and if the supernatural things keep happening?"

"Well, you have my card now, right?"

"Yes?"

"Good, then give me a call," the spiritualist packs her things and you walk her to the door.

"I feel kind of bad now," you commented.

"Well, at least they won't be bothering us anymore," Haechan sighs and you both look at each other. Then, a knife flies from your kitchen and lodges in the wall next to the spiritualist. Everyone holds their breaths, and then things start flying.

"Hell is real!" She shrieks. "You're both on your own now!" She runs out and leaves you and Haechan behind, now clinging onto each other as objects slammed against the door, but once it closed the items fell to the ground. You and Haechan were, noticeably, unharmed.

"What the hell?" You muttered.

"We should move."

"Yes."

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izukuwus · 1 year

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Edible Arrangements: Twenty-Fifth Bite: Apology Fruit

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A/N: Woah. Posting on a schedule is fucking weird. I'm in the throes of NaNoWriMo right now, working on a different fic primarily, but it's going well and soon I should run out of tracks for that fic and be back to working ahead on EA! One horrible thing to note: turns out, tumblr will never play nice with copy-and-pasting, which means formatting this doesn't get easier even if I write in Scrivener in a way that makes my brain hurt! I'll get over it, though!

I had to fight this chapter a little bit to get it to format correctly and did a few passes, but please don't hesitate to let me know if you notice any mistakes or formatting weirdness!

Additional note, I actually kind of hate what tumblr's doing with links. I had to jump through HOOPS to find my way to getting a link to the previous chapter.

Chapter Summary: After a saved date, you and Izuku return home, where he pops the question he's been toying with for a while. Preparations and work ensue.

Warnings: some light touches on trauma previously gone over in the plot, food mentions

Word count: ~4300 words

You're not sure you've ever felt this content in your life. Izuku drives you home, the both of you locked in tranquility, and he has half a mind to carry you inside once you're there. There's a candy bowl set out in front of the gate, filled with full-size Skittles bags and king-sized candy bars in the event any trick-or-treaters brave the rich neighborhood long enough to make it to your place. (You figure they must—no smart kid would pass up getting candy from the people with money to splurge on the big guns for Halloween.) You kick off your shoes, Izuku shrugs off his suit jacket, and before long, you're cuddled up on the couch and picking out a movie.

After much hesitation, he picks some horror movie and puts it on. You don't know if it's the best idea for his re-introduction into watching things on his TV, but, well, if he picked it…

For a little while, you watch in comfortable silence. His arms are wrapped around you carefully, soothingly, like he's afraid he might break you. And as the movie continues, his grip on you tightens, gradual at first, until it's an uncomfortable silence and you have no choice but to address it.

"Izuku?"

"Y-yeah?"

"You okay?"

He doesn't answer. After a moment, you reach for the remote and hit pause, looking through the guide for something better suited. "Yeah, I didn't think so. I’m not a huge fan of horror, anyways. There's this movie I watch every year on Halloween; it's kinda childish but it's fun and I like it a lot, so can we watch that instead?" You're careful in your wording, purposeful in making it sound like he's doing something for you by changing the movie.

He nods, burying his face in the back of your neck. "I'm sorry. I really wanted to try my hardest, but it just wasn't…"

"That's okay," you say softly. "It was a valiant effort, but I let you take on too much, too fast. You may not ever like horror movies, as it is. Honestly, I kind of hate them myself. Let's move to something that won't be so awful for you, okay?" You flip to the new movie: a well-loved kid's Halloween movie that you've damn near memorized by now. He accepts the change with quiet gratitude, and as the movie begins, his hold on you relaxes into something more fluid.

It's a quiet Halloween. Your thoughts drift once or twice to the candy table near the gate, the question of how many have come by and found delight in the seemingly bottomless bowl of candy waiting there for them. You're sure that, had you thought to decorate, the whole house would have been covered in Halloween decorations. Normally, you might have tagged along with Mina to a party, or maybe agreed to babysit someone's kids and take them trick-or-treating. This time a few months ago, you're sure you would have been utterly desperate to make a quick buck and capitalize off of babysitting the kids whose parents have gotten over the whole “taking the kids trick-or-treating” deal. A soft smile flits onto your face at the thought of how much things have changed for you.

"Hey…" Izuku says quietly. You tilt your head back to look at him.

"Are you… Are you happy with how things are?"

You blink innocently at the question. "This is probably the happiest I've been in a long time. I mean, some things got dangerous. I made the mistake of saying 'vampire' out loud and got one of my closest friends hurt, along with myself. There's a lot I should probably work through, but…" You're not sure how to finish the sentence. "Here, with you, I wouldn't want things to be any different than they have been."

He smiles softly. "I see. I'm glad."

"Why? Something wrong?"

He sighs. "No, I just… I worry. About making you too dependent on me. I know, I offered this because you needed someone to depend on and so did I, but… I don't want you to think you can't leave. I never want you to feel trapped here."

You reach up, patting his cheek gently. "I'm happy. I don't feel trapped. I feel like I have a future again. You said I could leave whenever I wanted, and you weren’t lying."

He frowns, but pulls you a little closer. "I was thinking about adopting a cat. I… We… I think we could both use trained, professional help, after everything the both of us have been through. But for us to both be able to speak fully about everything, it has to be someone vampire-friendly, and I don't know how to even begin looking for that, so it could take a while to find someone. And then, I'm worried about creating a conflict of interest, because that’s a big concern with therapists seeing patients who know each other, so we'd have to find two separate ones who are both vampire-friendly and won’t think we’re insane, and… Until then, I think an emotional support animal would be a good idea, and I've seen the way you look at pictures of cats, so…"

The smile on your face could not possibly grow any bigger. "Yes! I'd love a cat! I've always wanted one, but my parents thought they were evil beings or whatever, and I haven't been able to afford or house one since I moved out, so I never got one, but I'd love one!"

He smiles back, running a gentle thumb over the skin of your good arm. "We'll figure out a day to go visit the shelter and pick one out, okay?"

Giddy, you turn your attention back to the movie. "Okay!" You turn your attentions back to the movie, but you can't focus anymore. You're giddy with thoughts of cat and getting sleepy as the weight of the best steak on the planet settles in your stomach and drags you down.

Your phone screen lights up. A text. It's from your ex.

Asshole to [name] at 12:04 AM

Asshole: Who was that tonight?

Despite everything, you smile.

You block his number without even a word.

"So, how was Halloween?" Mina rests her chin in her palm, looking you over with a smug smile. You're both sat on the same side of one of the round tables in front of the Caf, facing the fountain as you wait for Neito to show his annoying ass up.

"Mina. Oh my god. The steak." You grip her arm, casting one arm over your eyes dramatically. "I've dreamed of it every night since."

"It's been, like, two nights, but do go on."

"I cried in the restaurant. It was. So. Good."

She laughs, wrenching her arm away just to pull you into a side hug.

"Okay, okay, enough about that meat. What about—"

"Am I interrupting?"

You pause in your dramatic steak talk to open one eye towards Neito. He's dressed pretentious, with mirror shades and shorts even though it's literally fucking November, because that's who he is as a person, you guess. More important is what he's holding: a fruit bouquet, barely small enough to be carried in one hand.

"Oh, good, you got a table with an umbrella. The sun has never been great for my complexion." There's a statement lingering on that: it's worse now. (Almost a funny joke, though, if it came from someone with a less sinister role in your past.)

"You're not interrupting. Come sit, Murder Guy," Mina says. Her voice seems friendly enough, but you've known her long enough to know that she's ready to throw hands at any given moment. "What's with the fruit?"

"He's my project partner, actually," you whisper to her.

She buckles over with laughter, and soon, you follow, quiet giggles floating out of you.

He looks confused between the two of you as she recovers. "It's for [name]. I, uh, thought to purchase one for the… for their friend as well, but I get the sense that he would rather forget I exist."

"Kind of extra, but I'll take it. I’ll let him know you apologized, too."

He slides the bouquet across the table to you. It's actually kind of a nice gesture—in the middle of it all is a little greeting card that reads, in swooping cursive letters: Sorry for trying to kill you and your friend.

Aw. He bought you an apology fruit arrangement.

"Thanks."

He clears his throat. "Yeah."

"It's a good step in the right direction."

"Uh-huh."

Silence settles over the three of you. He doesn't seem to have brought a friend along. As easy as it'd be for you to just joke with Mina this whole time, you do have work to do, so…

"You know what else is a good step in the right direction?"

Neito pre-emptively cringes. "What?"

"Getting started on this dumb assignment. Let's go ahead and see what Dr. Aizawa's got for us." You grab a fruit skewer and open up your laptop to get started. Neito nods and hurriedly gets out his own things, making the table quite crowded with two laptops and a fruit bouquet.

Surprisingly, the work comes naturally. You settle on a topic and distribution of work after only a moderate level of teeth-gritting and glaring, and leave it to Neito to officially claim it. No major incidents occur, and you're actually quite happy with the way things get settled. You suspect it has something to do with the fact that he feels guilty for everything that's happened, but you'll take getting more influence on the project if that's how you have to get it.

And things move on.

You bring home the fruit bouquet and snack on it while you work on school things. And when you're done and relaxing, you have half a mind to wonder where Izuku has gone off to. You pass it off quickly—he's probably busy, after all, and you don't want to bother him.

Yeah, probably just busy.

A day of classes meets you, barely paying attention. You promised you’d attend all your classes today, and really, two hours isn’t so bad, but you really, really can’t make yourself care today. Two hours of classwork, and then meeting Izuku for pet shopping.

You'd been so excited about the cat that Izuku couldn't help but agree to start the process as soon as possible. So today, getting the necessities, like a cat bed and tower. When you return with a whole mess of things for your future son, you both pile them up in the middle of the living room and start on the biggest thing: assembling the cat tree. Well, trees. You'd picked up one, and, realizing how big the house was, sheepishly asked whether Izuku would be alright with at least a second one. So now you sit back-to-back, each with your own cat tree to assemble. Periodically, one of you holds the instructions or a random, ambiguous piece of tree over your shoulder for an opinion or a complaint, but overall, the night is peaceful. It does much to soothe you, even with the half an hour spent swearing and disassembling your cat tree only to re-assemble it with just a bit more accuracy.

"Should we eventually get a second cat?" you wonder aloud as you deliberate the difference between two seemingly identical pieces of wood. The instructions insist they're different, but if they are, you can't see it. "I mean, the baby might get lonely."

"I don't ever really leave the house for long. Do you think it'll be a problem?"

"I think it depends on the cat, really. I heard they get lonely without another cat around."

"Hmm. We'll meet the cat and figure out whether the one we end up with even likes other cats first, does that sound fair?"

You smile and turn back to your very clearly different pieces of wood.

"Yeah, I'm good with that."

Somehow, things get better. You pick away at your fruit bouquet over the next few days, cat-proof the mansion within reason, and genuinely consider convincing Izuku to install a whole jungle gym for your future son on the walls of the living room.

Nights fall, and without fail, you find yourself in Izuku's bed, or he finds himself in yours. You can hardly sleep without him there, now—though you try to move forward, past everything that's happened to you, it's only in his arms that you stop thinking about the thrall mark you can't see and the things you can't remember long enough to sleep. It's only in his arms that you can ignore your healing burns and the pain associated with them, and move past the memories of thorns digging into your sides, of your best friend falling unconscious to the ground, of begging for someone to call Izuku, please call Izuku, he'll save Tenya, he has to—

But you're safe here. You have to be.

So you keep going. You let yourself fall back to sleep, night after night, with Izuku there to remind you that you’re safe, and a Saturday morning comes to remind you that you did, indeed, agree to sacrifice part of your weekend to having Hitoshi over again to practice the presentation ahead of time and look at re-arranging any potential slides.

You don't even want to think about the stupid thing; you very nearly turn over and let Izuku protect you from the day as a whole, but you’d better do something today before it all goes to shit. All your interest in the Death Adder, the mysterious plane crash, the nearly hundred bodies showing up with bite marks, has evaporated. You're left with a sense of unease at the mere thought of working on it, on working to memorize the details of an event so horrifically traumatic for someone so close to you and be able to parrot them back to a classroom of disinterested university students who're just there to fill their mandatory attendance requirements.

Seeing disinterest on their faces as you talk about everything might just drive you mad.

Still, Izuku had been more than fine with (maybe even enthusiastic to the idea of) having Hitoshi over again, and he’ll be here in a few hours, so once again, you resign yourself to being antagonized by—and maybe even getting along with—Hitoshi until your required tasks are done. In the meantime, you drag yourself out of bed and into your bedroom, where you sequester at your desk, make notecards, and practice idly on your own, whispering the words to your half of the presentation to yourself. They feel too damning to say out loud, and you're forced to dance around them until you find ways to say everything that doesn't make you think about Izuku, about how he must have felt when—

No. Stop thinking about it.

Afternoon arrives, you being interrupted only by Izuku putting food down on top of your notecards, and Hitoshi arrives, too, and soon, you're in the library, flipping through your notecards in preparation, and then, you're practicing with Hitoshi, and then—

…

—then?

Finally, after days of preparation and thought, still with no name in mind, you and Izuku travel to the animal shelter. They have strict rules for adoption, and you've followed them to the letter, a clean bill so you can pick out the cat today and stop by the store for the appropriate food on your way back.

The receptionist greets you with a smile, apparently infected by your enthusiasm. "Name?"

"Midoriya," Izuku answers. "We made the appointment to meet the cats?"

"Certainly. We've gone over your pre-application, so you're approved for any cats you choose. Thank you both, again, for following the process so willingly—we get a lot of complaints about our high standards for potential adopters, but introducing this system dropped the local cases of abandonment and abuse quite significantly."

"Of course." Izuku smiles at her. She takes you to the back, down the hall, to a large room where tons of cats of various ages, sizes, and colors bound around, being perfectly catlike in their mannerisms.

"So, I'll let the two of you look around and meet with your potential new friends for a bit. We encourage you to interact with the cats, and if you have any questions or are looking for any particular breed or care needs, let an attendant know and we'll be happy to help. You can hit that buzzer on the wall to find me at the front desk, okay?"

"Yep!" you chirp. "Thank you!"

She leaves you to your perusal, and you're more than happy for the relative solitude—you go straight to the center of the room, and Izuku follows, watching in amusement as you sit in the middle of the floor and begin to watch for any cat that stands out to you.

"Did you have anything in mind, Izu?"

"I'd like it to be a cat," he replies, smiling wryly.

You snort. "Well, I'd hope so. I mean, do you have any limits on stuff like special needs, or age, or…"

"I mean, I guess I'd be happy with anything? They're all so cute, I'm not sure how I could even choose. And I’ve got time to take care of a special needs cat if that’s what we end up with."

He takes a seat on the floor next to you. Several cats bound right up to him—you giggle when a kitten enthusiastically begins to climb his back.

Oh, you have no idea where to begin on this little venture. There's easily sixty cats in the large room—more, you assume, hiding in various nooks and crannies. There's an attendant who's just come in, bearing a rolling bin filled with compartments of various cat foods. You watch as nearly every cat in the room bolts to her, including the one that had been climbing Izuku. You laugh as it springs off him. "These hoes ain't loyal at all." You giggle. "They left you the second someone had food."

The attendant looks up to see you two, smiling at you. "How are you finding the cats? Meet any that speak to you?"

"Well, I think we're both a little lost. I was kind of hoping one would just… jump out at me. But… Do you have any that don't really like other cats, or that might have to leave the center soon?"

Izuku spares you a glance. You await the attendant's answer as she measures out food.

"Hm… Most of our cats have turned out to be really friendly. But we do have one… He stays away from the other cats, and he won't even come out to eat. He's in that back corner over there, in the tree, if you want to try to meet him. But be careful, he bites a lot. If we can't get his behavior to level out, we may have to…"

"Say no more." You push yourself to a standing position, following her directions to a cat tree in the back corner of the room, where, sure enough, two orange eyes peek out at you from a seemingly impossible shroud of darkness.

And, impossibly, your neck begins to itch.

"'Zuku, are you looking at my neck?" you mutter to him as he comes up beside you.

"Well, I wasn't," he says. "Why?"

"It's… itching."

You gingerly extend a hand into the darkness. You're greeted with a sniff, then pull your hand away as the tiniest black fluff steps out of the dark.

"Oh shit, he's adorable." You hover your hand just within reach, shifting uncomfortably at the continued itching-burning of your bite marks. "Hey, sweetheart, the nice lady tells me you're not a fan of the other kitties?"

To your delight, he meows back. Your neck seems to itch more as he stares at you, and just to be sure, you glance back at the attendant. Her back is to you, and there's no one else in the room. Izuku has reached a hand out to let the kitten warm up to him, in hopes of avoiding a bite, but his eyes are trained completely on the baby.

The cat is the only one looking at your neck. And on closer inspection, two impossibly sharp fangs are poking out of his mouth, the likes of which you've only really noticed on…

"Baby, is that you?" you mutter to it in your best cat voice.

It doesn't answer. It's a cat, after all.

"Izuku, I think he's the one."

"Do you?" he asks, raising his eyebrows. He's smoothed one finger over the top of the cat's head. No biting so far.

"We've taken to calling him Ankle Biter," the attendant says from behind you. You nearly scream—Izuku's quick hand on your shoulder grounds you enough to resist it. "He usually goes for the ankles." "Do you ever see him eat regular cat food?"

She tilts her head. "Sometimes? He doesn't come out until people leave, though, except to bite unprovoked. I can't figure him out."

"Anything else strange about him?"

She places a hand on her chin thoughtfully. "Well, it's odd… We've had Ankle Biter here for a good six months, but he's never gotten any bigger, or really changed at all. By now, he should basically look like a smaller adult, but he just… hasn't changed."

You shoot Izuku a Look™. Whether he understands it, you're not sure, but…

One last test.

The mirror in your pocket, just to be sure she wasn't looking at you. You pull it out, flip it open, and make like you're adjusting your hair.

She reflects perfectly fine. Just for fun, you turn around to look at her, keeping it open, and sweep the area now behind you.

The cat doesn't reflect. Not even his eyes.

You don't know how or why, but someone turned this fucking cat into a vampire.

"Well, that's interesting. I think he's the cat for me. Izuku, what do you think?"

He tilts his head at you. "He's adorable. I'm just surprised you decided so quick."

"Don't you feel it?" you insist, slipping into a grin. You pocket your mirror and grab his arm with both hands. "He's perfect." You grin up at him, squeezing his arm gently. Please, oh please, take the hint. "Can't we get him?"

He laughs, a hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. "Sure." He looks at the attendant. "Should we tell you, or do we need to buzz the front desk for Ankle Biter?"

"I'll buzz them! But, are you sure? I'm serious when I say he bites ankles. Not an employee works here who doesn't get bit by him within the week."

You nod enthusiastically. "Please. We can get him to stop biting. I know a few tricks, and he's just… He's adorable. I can't get over his little fangs, and I was worried he'd get lonely if it's just him as a cat, but since he doesn't like other cats…"

"Well…" She smiles. "I'm glad you've made your choice. I'll get Miranda, and then she'll bring in a carrier so you two can take Ankle Biter home. Did you have a name in mind, for the certificate, or will you stick with Ankle Biter?"

You look to Izuku, who shrugs and nods at you, then at Ankle Biter. Finally, you nod back to the attendant. "Sbeve."

"Sbeve?" she echoes.

It just slipped out, but it's too perfect. You nod. "Sbeve."

"Is that spelled like Steve, but with a B, or…"

"Yep! His name's Sbeve."

She laughs. "Not the worst name we've had for an adoptee." She peers past you. "Hey, Sbeve, we found you a forever home. Won't you be glad to have new ankles to bite?"

Sbeve meows. The attendant calls the front desk, and you listen in amusement as the receptionist realizes you're adopting the apparently infamous Ankle Biter.

"I'll be right there with the crate! Try to keep him from biting before I get there!" she insists. Within a minute, she's in the room, holding a Sbeve-sized crate to carry the boy out in.

You think they're expecting Sbeve to put up a fight. But he merely looks from you to Izuku, then back again, and trots right up to jump into the crate.

"That's amazing," the receptionist says. "All my time here and I've never seen Ankle Biter cooperate with anything that didn't directly get him closer to biting someone's ankles."

You snort. "Oh, I'm sure he'll happily be biting our ankles soon."

She latches the crate door, glancing up at you forlornly. "I'm almost sad to see him go. I'm glad he got out before our boss decided he was too much trouble and wouldn't get adopted, but… I'll miss him."

"For what it's worth, I won't miss bandaging my ankles," cuts in the attendant.

Izuku chuckles. "I'm sure you won't. But hey, we'll keep in touch! Maybe someday Sbeve here will be behaved enough to stay with a second cat."

"More like third," you tease. He shoots you a playful glare.

You return to the front of the shelter, carrying Sbeve's crate the whole way, and finalize the paperwork. It's almost solemn, especially when you're asked to take a picture to prove you're leaving with the infamous Ankle Biter that's surely terrorized this shelter for ages now. Sbeve is quiet the whole way home. You can't help but smile the whole time, securing his crate in the back for the ride to the pet store.

In solitude, Izuku finally has the chance to ask. "So why did you pick up on this one so quickly?"

"Two words," you say, glancing back at Sbeve's crate. "Vampire kitten."

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ichisama · 6 months

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876 words | rating: g | fluff, established relationship, vampire!samatoki & witch!ichiro

It was an accident.

Really.

The fact that Ichiro was practically quivering from his attempts to contain his laughter didn't make it any less of one.

Samatoki's big, fluffy tail gave an irritable swish.

"What I want to know," Samatoki stated flatly, "is why you had some sort of catboy potion out on the kitchen counter in the first place!"

A wheeze of laughter escaped through Ichiro's tightly pursed lips.

"Sorry, sorry," he said with a completely unapologetic grin, which only grew wider when Samatoki's tail swished again. "I mean, it's almost Halloween. I make half my annual income selling these things around this time of year. Why were you putting unknown liquids in your coffee?"

"I thought it was syrup!"

"Since when do you put syrup in your coffee?"

"It was for you," Samatoki hissed. His irritability was climbing, in the most literal sense. It was visible in the ears sprouting from the top of his head now. The adorable snow leopard ears that looked so soft to the touch, one of which gave an ornery little flick. "I know you like it sweet, but I thought I might've put in too much. So I tried a sip before bringing you a cup, and this…"

Samatoki gestured broadly to himself, highlighting the ears and tail he'd grown like magic—well, not like magic, literally through magic—as if that wasn't all Ichiro could look at already.

Ichiro's eyes did soften a little at Samatoki's words. He still didn't feel all that guilty about Samatoki's current predicament; really, Samatoki should have known better than to help himself to unmarked concoctions from his boyfriend's kitchen when said boyfriend was a witch.

It made him melt a little, though, to hear that Samatoki had tried to bring him coffee in bed. Samatoki must have noticed how tired he was these days, in his rush to get ready for his busiest season of the year.

Of course, 'tried' was the operative word there. Samatoki hadn't actually gotten that far before he let out a strangled yelp at his sudden transformation, which of course had made Ichiro bolt out into the kitchen in only his boxers.

"It should wear off in about eight hours," Ichiro reassured.

Samatoki narrowed his eyes. "Should?"

"It will," Ichiro amended. "Maybe even sooner, since you only had a sip."

Less than a sip, in fact. Samatoki had diluted the potion in coffee, which meant…

Ichiro was probably going to have to tweak his formula before he could start selling this particular potion to partygoers looking for an extra special touch to their Halloween night costumes. He wasn't trying to permanently change anyone's species, after all.

Of course, it was kind of hard to focus on work stuff right then.

All he could think about was what a shame it would be, if the potion wore off before he got a chance to…

Samatoki huffed an aggrieved sigh and crossed his arms with a disapproving look. "You want to touch them, don't you?"

"I do," Ichiro admitted right away. He at least had the decency to look sheepish when he grinned, but his eyes were still shamelessly tracking the back and forth of Samatoki's tail. "Can I?"

Samatoki didn't answer right away. He just eyed Ichiro, looking a bit wary, as his tail continued to swish. It moved almost like it had a mind of its own, and Ichiro suddenly thought of the way snow leopards would just sit with their tails in their mouths sometimes, like it was in time-out for bad behavior.

If he asked, would Samatoki…

No, that was probably too much. He was never going to hear the end of it if he got Samatoki to do the tail thing and Samatoki wound up hacking up a hair ball in a few days.

"Fine," Samatoki said in the end, jerking his chin in the direction of the bedroom. "Bed."

Ichiro was pretty sure he'd never moved faster in his life.

He didn't even try to get up to any funny business when Samatoki came to lie down with him. He just ran his fingers over the ears at the top of Samatoki's head, only tracing them around the base at first, before giving them a good scratch.

"Soft," he murmured. "Are you feeling this?"

Samatoki gave a noncommittal hum, but nudged Ichiro's hand when it stilled in his hair, like he really was an overgrown cat wondering why the petting had stopped. His beautifully spotted tail came to coil around one of Ichiro's legs, saying more than he could have in words.

Ichiro kept his touches careful, stroking his fingers through the fur of that gorgeous long tail and continuing to massage the ears that seemed so sensitive until he and Samatoki both drifted back off to sleep.

By the time they woke again, just a little over an hour later, the potion had worn off. Samatoki was still adorably catlike in Ichiro's eyes, when he gave a big stretch and yawn before climbing out of bed, mumbling that he would give coffee another shot.

He was perfect just like that. Their little morning mishap had been fun and all, but truthfully—when it came to Samatoki, Ichiro wouldn't actually want to change a thing.

#ichisama #established relationship #fluff #vampire samatoki & witch ichiro #in hindsight... i didn't even mention like at all that samatoki is a vampire here #he is! the halloween chibis say so!! it just wasn't relevant to this scene lmao

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shanicetjn · 8 months

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Been meaning to ask a few of these uncommon questions for a while – your ocs are very cool and I want to know more! But life keeps happening and distracting me :(

Could you answer 7 for Azrael and 2 for Asmo? And I'm interested in 21 for both! I'm also very curious about A and B too! Feel free to pick and choose if this is too much for one ask!

(and sorry if you've been asked these before!)

PS. Saw on twitter that you'd made the deadline for your VN work - congratulations!

Aaa that means so much and I'm glad you like my OCs. I hope things will get better for you soon. Hang in there, I'm rooting for ya!! ♥

7. What triggers nostalgia for Azrael, most often? Does he enjoy that feeling?

Food, I think! He didn't grow up with many good memories but food has always been very comforting throughout his childhood. Hmm, I believe that he does! It's more along the lines of bittersweetness.

2. How easy is it for Asmodeus to laugh?

So very very easy! Asmo is your resident goofy silly sunshiney boi. ; v ;;

21. Why do they get up in the morning?

Azrael - To take the doggos out for a jog and to go to work. The 2 things that actually bring him some form of joy! xD Az loves his kids and he loves his work. [ Copied from a previous ask ]

Asmodeus - To go to uni unwillingly...He was forced by his brother to pursue his degree. xD But getting to hang out with his friends and go to football practice makes going there worthwhile!

A) Why are you excited about this character?

Azrael - It's honestly just because I have always been very obsessed with Death. The Angel of Death is my absolute favourite "being" and they are automatically my favourite in whatever media they appear in.

My Azrael has gone through many changes over the years and my love and excitement for him has not stopped growing. He's just a character that ticks all the boxes for me! :>

Asmodeus - He actually makes me so damn happy- It makes no sense to me honestly! xD Is it weird to say that Asmo makes me want to become a better person? He's a kind, sweet and bubbly character that views the world in such a positive light...It's nice.

B) What inspired you to create them?

All of my OCs are actually AU versions of my Angel-verse! Hence, the (weird) biblical names!! I've changed most of their names to better suit the modern setting (e.g. Amadeo, Belvan, Josias etc.) which is reflected in all the VNs they've appeared in. And I'm sure you can tell that I can't seem to change my habit of calling them by their biblical names... xD

Thus I was inspired by the angels and demons to create my OCs' earliest renditions...But for the Uni-verse? I made the decision to move them over because it's just easier for me to create and develop them. (Without getting too many unwanted comments from people because it touches on religion...I unfortunately shared it with irl people that weren't very open-minded so I just stopped. That was late-2014 I think aklsdfjalksdf)

I was in uni at the time and I have always been into Mafia-related media so I guess I just mixed both of those together! :>

Hopefully my long wall of text makes sense! ;; V ;; Thank you so much for these questions, they really got my brain working! And thank you for your kind words!! I honestly can't wait to share the VN with everyone. It's going to be a Halloween-themed one! >:]c

#asks #peculiarplatyps #Azrael #Asmodeus #I love my Angel-verse but I'm still quite affected by those comments #Hopefully I'll be able to go back to it again one day #I am sorry for random vent

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skibasyndrome · 5 months

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Hey hey Simon 💜,

5,6,7, 27, 28, 29 and 30 for the ao3 wrapped ask game.

And thank you for your support!!

Thank you so much for asking, Sophia! 💜 And I'm very glad that your exam went better than expected :)

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

ALL OF THEM. I was absolutely blown away by the support!!! But I think the third part of You crave the Applause / Yet hate the Attention got a LOT more comments than I would have ever expected. And that whole fic in general, I mean I didn't know story subscriptions were a thing before and then suddenly they came in.

6. Favorite title you used

Already answered here :)

7. If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most?

It's always different artists, but what they have in common is that it's all songs I used to be very emo about as a teenager, haha. Basically, I just comb through my old playlist and whatever feels good (and can loosely be reinterpreted to fit the theme) gets chosen.

27. What do you listen to while writing?

Nothing, I actually can't listen to anything without getting distracted. And if I have lyrics in my head the words won't come out, haha.

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

Hmmm, it's a tie of But I'm a Vampire Smile, you'll meet a sticky end and You crave the Applause / Yet hate the Attention. Both are kind of milestones for me in their own way and I just really like parts of them a lot!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Hmmmm, it's really difficult to choose, and I tend to always pick apart my own sentences after I've posted them, but I really liked that part in the Halloween fic where Simon does Wille's make-up. That's just <3 idk, I just love imagining that.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

Already answered here :)

Send me "ao3 wrapped" asks

#sillylittleflower #answered #ao3 wrapped #doing the rest of these tomorrow because sleep is important <3

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lady-of-the-spirit · 8 months

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LET'S GET REAL! 💘 💫 🍭 and 🤍?

💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?

Okay so I've mentioned my Avatar OC fic Blue before. I am constantly flip-flopping on this fic, honestly. It's a mixed bag. I started writing it when I was 12 or 13, so as you could guess, it's not the best fic. It's important to me as my longest fic, and the fic I've had the longest. It's like, 40-something chapters and SO many words long. If I ever actually decided to rework it in any way, it would take FOREVER. And it would take away all the fun of looking back and seeing how I've developed through that fic. But at the same time, current-day me has developed so much that I often think of how differently I would do things now if I rewrote it entirely, even if that took the silly little charm that I love so much out of the fic. Like Piandao taught Zuko the swords?? My OC and Zuko are love interests and she's Piandao's daughter, do you REALIZE how much I could have done with that if I had known that while writing Blue??

So yeah I flip-flop a lot on whether or not I actually would or want to rewrite Blue if I could ever commit to it. Sometimes the answer is yes, sometimes no. But it's the only fic I would want to do it with.

💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?

Any time someone tells me they've reread my fic any amount of times just makes my heart swell with adoration. It means so much to know that people like my work so much they would come back to read it again!

When it's an oc-centric story, I love to hear that people like my oc and care what happens to them. Even if just a normal comment that just happens to say "and I really like your OC they're really cool :)" I'm just like OMG you like my baby!!!! It's so lovely.

🍭why did you start writing?

In fourth grade, my teacher was showing us the basic format of writing stories and assigned us to write a short story inspired by a picture she gave us. I somehow mapped out a whole ass romance story and it clicked for me that it was what I wanted to do. (I've toned down the romance since then.) But I was writing silly little stories before that, too - I wrote what I now realize was a found family Halloween inspired story, and Scooby Doo fanfiction before I even knew what fanfiction was. But fourth grade was when it clicked for me that it was something I really, really wanted to be doing.

🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?

This is a mild example because there were more people who DID get it, but the Lore Olympus fic I wrote that was like "Hades was an abusive parental figure to Thanatos and this actually gets called out" had a couple of comments go "But Hades had a rough childhood how could he have known???" like get out of here this isn't the environment for you. And also given the nature of the fandom itself I assume people skipped past it because it hated on Hades and that's not acceptable here I guess!!!

Let's get REAL (fic writer asks)

#ask #disneyfan50

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corruptedbunny-multimuse · 7 months

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I guess this one is several scenarions with dialogue- Sun meeting my different Sebastian Aus.

((lots of AUs, all under cut!))

~~~

"Hello, new friend! You're sure up late, are we having a slumber party?!" Sun shouted as he carried Sebastian out of the ball pit and over to a cushion. "Wow, you're a big'n, where are all your friends?"

"What the hell, what the FUCK--" was all Hotaru had to say about the matter, just as startled as Sebastian was. Sebastian himself had hidden behind the tower, Sun tilting his head.

"Oh-- no-no-no, it's okay, I promise, I'm not gonna hurt you!" Sun said, gently holding a hand out to Sebastian. The young man looked at his hand.

"...I don't think he's gonna hurt you," Hotaru confirmed. "...but maybe keep the lights on."

~~~

Oh god, this fucking robot was annoying.

"We can fingerpaint, tell stories, drink Fizzy-Faz until our heads exPLODE and stay up all night!" Sun said, swaying excitedly.

"...I don't want my head to explode, though!" Sebastian whimpered, feigning fear and making Sun stop and hold his hands up.

"Oh-- no, no, not literally! I mean like... explode with energy! Like a big burst of energy that makes you wanna play a lot!" Sun explained. "Sorry!"

"Oh." Sebastian sighed. Ugh. How do I get outta here?

~~~

"Eep!" Sun fell into the ball pit when Sebastian floated up to him, the animatronic being startled.

"I-I'm sorry, mister..." Sebastian whimpered as Sun peeked out of the ball pit.

"I-is the Pizzaplex doing its Halloween thing?" Sun groaned as he climbed out. "Nobody told me! Ooh, I didn't get a chance to get ready!"

"Uh--?"

"I'll be right back!" Sun went up to his room, Moon taking over to dig for Halloween decorations.

By the time he came back out, the guy was gone.

~~~

Sun blinked, not sure how to react to the guy that was floating around, calling out for his father. He was clearly not alive! And not a child! But he seemed scared and alone!

"Hoo-hoo! Hey, little guy!" Sun said, waving to Sebastian.

"H-huh?" Sebastian looked over as Sun skipped over.

"Are you looking for your Pops?" He asked. "I heard you calling out for a Pops!"

"Y-yeah..." He whimpered. "I-I dunno where he is."

"Maaaaaybe try a Security Office!" Sun cheerfully stated. "Lost people usually go there!" Sebastian nodded. "Oh-- don't turn the light off on your way out!"

~~~

...why is there an officer-- or agent here? Sun tilted his head a little bit as Sebastian walked around, then up to him. "Excuse me, Mr. Sun!"

"Oh, uh!" He hopped a little bit on his feet. "Hello new friend! What're you doing here so late?"

"I wanted to ask a few questions, since... well, the animatronics have minds of their own, kinda! And they're the only ones around at night, so--"

"Uh, did you get someone's okay for this?" Sun asked, genuinely curious.

Sebastian didn't answer and went right to questioning.

~~~

Sun was rushing over with a bottle of water as fast as he could. This bomb-headed guy looked like he was gonna explode-- and not the good kind!

"HELP!" The guy screamed, holding his head and screaming more things that Sun couldn't quite get.

"I'm coming, new friend, just hold on!" Sun skidded to a stop nearby him and dumped the bottle on him.

The red turned to blue and the wick stopped burning. "...did you have to pour it on me? Now I gotta dry off when I get home..." The guy bent his baton, his eyes tearing up.

~~~

"Smoking is not allowed here!" Sun said, trying to get Sebastian's cigarettes away from him.

"You're not the boss of me!" He shouted back.

"No, but I am a caretaker, and I will not have smoke in the Daycare!" Sun shot back, finally grabbing the cigarettes and holding them above his head. "No cigs for you, mister!"

~~~

Sun had screamed when he saw the fire and seeming injuries on Sebastian. And ran off. "Wait, no, I'm not on--" Aaaand poured water on his head. "...actual... fire..."

"...oopsie." Sun winced. "Uh... I didn't hurt you, right?"

"Nah," Sebastian said. "My fire doesn't work like actual fire!" He gave a thumbs up.

"...so no burning?" Sun asked, relieved.

~~~

Sun... wasn't sure what he was looking at. One minute, this was a minor. The next, an old guy?

"He looks silly," the old guy said.

Oh, and they both could talk. Eep.

"Pops, quit being mean!" The kid said.

"He looks like a clown, I'm gonna give it to him straight," the old guy bluntly said.

"But you're insulting him!" The kid said.

This... may take a while.

~~~

This 'Rookie' guy had figured out Moon's whole deal near instantly, and Sun was a little nervous around him.

"I know you're not evil, and Moon's not supposed to be," the ghost said.

"...H-he's really not," Sun said, poking his fingers together. "But he's so scary and mean now, and I don't want him hurting someone!"

"...I can try to figure out what's wrong and fix it," Rookie said. "But it won't be easy."

"Anything to fix my buddy!" Sun said.

~~~

Sun was not an expert on comforting teens. Kids and toddlers, sure! But teens were a whole other story.

"I miss him..."

Especially since this guy was crying about someone who... existed but doesn't now? Like, not even dead! Just outright erased!

"I mean... maybe there's a way for him to come back?" Sun asked. "If... he's all data-y like you, maybe there's some way to restore him?"

"I don't know how..." The teen said.

"Well, start looking for one!" Sun cheerily said. "There's always a way, as they say!"

#(what could be | scenario)

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the-firebird69 · 2 years

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Popular Candy Brands Owned by Nestlé - ATTN:

We're going to revive most of them some people said the dipping but our son sats is kind of gross. Pixie sticks are kind of weird and it's way too much sugar and we kind of agree with that too bottle caps are good there's tons of sugar but you can kind of put other stuff in there actual fruit better sugar we agree with that too I'm going to kind of do that to all of them that are like bottle caps they're really good tasting. Sweethearts the same idea I wish we'll have real fruit and go ahead and reviving them there's a whole bunch more there's the sugar daddy and the sugar babies and some loves those Charleston chew it's all like 100 Grand he loves 100 grand tons of them they won't sell a lot of products are similar we reintroduce them all.

Thor Freya

This is exciting it's a humongous industry and it's almost grinding to a halt the only people selling stuff that people sell dark chocolate and they sell just a little of it it's for people to use it in cooking or ingredients it's rare that they buy the cooking dark chocolate we're going to do that too necessary has a big line of it has way too much crap sugar these bleach we discussing people who just keep doing we found out why. Used in Bomb making. And now we're spying on all of them and they're all screwed

Hera Zues

We want our money back sir I said you owe me money you didn't take any money from you its all legal, furthermore attempted homicide by yours is why they don't got arrested which wasn't as prevalent and by any means as trumps were there are tons of them arrested each plan had 10 octillion a day arrested for attempted homicide 10 octillion each plant this is no future area and it's not that much either it's like one septillion a plant thats a mega plant they were we arrested them all. Why would you get your money back when these idiots did all that stupid stuff to things stole it from you stop producing and your people won't produce either

Thor Freya

Starting to figure out something we don't have a good answer for any of that

Mac

We're going to work now and make this candies I'm going to knock them all out and buy them all including Hershey and other companies that are big Cadbury and he says no you don't have a friend she just speak about my company and we do and it's freedom of speech is not slander we are saying that most companies fall or sell out during this process will my company won't you don't have a right to see that they said we have every right to say it your company doesn't have a right to make a list of weapons it's a chocolate company and it's a false front and the public found out it'll be closed today the bleach is used for other uses other than bar making which is illegal as well you can call that slander if you like but we'll see you in court today if you want to bring it up and I'm not saying anything that's that bad until now that you start harping on something stupid just when I was going to let it go you people are so ornery and cantankerous and you're such a losers you need to be burned and gotten rid of it's ridiculous you come up to me what you're doing because you're stupid cuz Trump made you dumb and the other retards it's not my fault I can't get out of there grip either without doing what I'm doing and you're not doing the job I'm not going to die with you and for these f****** idiots for them to die anyways cuz that's what they do.

So I see your point it's not really slander what you're saying below is not proven yet so I'm going to ignore it for now but I don't want to hear anything about it and I probably will you hear tons of stuff about it from these idiots because they don't know what they're talking about they're huge liars this should be in court all day not us and he says they are they're going to court all day long and I respond by not showing up they don't pay the fine or they block the fine from getting there and then they go to jail and we know about it it's what's happening there's like 10,000 of them that are going to court today in Port Charlotte county actually the Charlotte county Court system and it's all for the stuff they keep doing to people here over and over and over they do it a certain number of times they go to jail and they say 10 years it's like repeat offender law in Florida and they're calling for DeSantis to repeal it and he won't under the 10,000 half of them are on the second offense and the third on the 3rd offense and they're going to go to jail and stay there and you say this is going to attract too many of these idiots and they're doing it on purpose and he's right we keep on saying we can't do anything your life is a mess who cares they won't let you have 2,500 of his money that he saved as a child it's pitiful these people are pitiful people you need to be put down in their place where they belong Mike too says

It's true we have all sorts of evidence sometimes of people but these Mohawk are participating in most of the idiocy right now and they do have a bunch of factories still that we have to relinquish them of we go ahead and doing that today we're taking about 50,000 factories an area today. There are several things wrong with what's going on here one is he's an annoying person secondly he hasn't turned it up yet and we don't want him to he's to be contained we don't want to repeat this John remillard crap but we want him out if he's a harm and he's a harm he's got bugs inside him get scanned today people want him out it's disgusting so go drink some Gatorade zero or something he's trying it doesn't seem to be helping since I go for your brain should go for dark walnut so he went in and tried to find and you couldn't he's asking for bug larvae or a parasite stuff and they gave him some and it took some it feels a little better and he felt like s*** so you going to feel like s*** unless you hydrated flush it out cuz they die in all their poison goes in your bloodstream remembered it last second and stopped and took a little more started hydrating is working on it it's got too many bugs and you got to get bug poison it's not good to ingest but it will kill them off inside you too if you don't want to breathe in it drink it but you can breathe soon as well so he's going to spray tonight they might run around though so he might spray as well and it's going to be a fiasco but soon as I spray from one side to the other it's true it's not that bad of an infestation it's working and it's healing it up unlike John rebelord.

And we are introducing this candy and we are changing the formula well it's the recipe and we are not including processed sugar of any kind none of it we don't have any bleach on the premises not even for cleaning it doesn't do a suitable job and we're going ahead and we're removing all of the bleach from the shelves of any of our facilities we're not to be using it on a skin it's not good for you and you're not supposed to ingest it at all ever actually bja got the message I said you're not supposed to drink that that our son was kind of feeding it to him cuz he was giving him trouble but he stopped him and didn't let him do it like that that's my son has an anti bug stuff too and it works it's pretty good for you she probably have some just in case.

There's a whole bunch of reasons not to talk about at the same time but tons of people have phobia but really that's what processed sugar does it creates the pathway for them this candy is not the same and a lot of people will test it and we hope so we're going to start distributing it today and yes in California tons of people eat it and feel better about life and people and other things I'm going to send a warning out now

OUR CANDY IS NESTLE BRAND AND YOU MUST BE CAREFUL TO WATCH OUT FOR KNOCK-OFFS IT'S ALSO WILLY WONKA IF KNOCKOFFS ARE FOUND PLEASE REPORT THEM TO US TO THE NESTLE CORPORATION IMMEDIATELY AND WE WILL FOLLOW UP ON YOUR CONCERN WE'LL WORK WITH LAW ENFORCEMENT CLOSELY TO OBTAIN WHO AND WHERE AND WILL PROVIDE ARREST WARRANTS TO LAW ENFORCEMENT AND WE WILL APPREHEND THEM AND TRY THEM AND CONVICT THEM AS WOULD ANY CRIMINAL BE TIED AND CONVICTED FOR A CRIME IS A SEVERE CRIME AND THEY WILL ATTEMPT IT IN MANY MANY OCCASIONS YOU DO NOT NEED TO APPROACH THEM AND WE SUGGEST STRONGLY YOU DO NOT WE ARE A STRONG ORGANIZATION AND WE DO WORK WITH THE UNITED STATES POLICE AN ENFORCEMENT OF THIS TYPE OF LAW

Please citizens do not approach these people who are creating knockoffs they are scofflaws miscreants murderers and bad people if you are to call in and you want to do it miscellaneously please do so from a device other than your own or simply mailing an anonymous letter and it is typed fine is fine email is fine but not from your computer, printed from your computer at home is not that great email is terrible from your computer at home or your email even in the library it's a nightmare hand printed is not good so really it's best to call from a payphone there's tons of payphones out there now huge numbers of calls received every day and your identity will be protected us we have Nestle offices all over the United States and you may simply stop in however we are monitored just contacting your local law enforcement office is not recommended it is not known as to which ones are on the up and up and which ones are not it can be very difficult and confusing lots of times more than half of the police force is not for enforcing this particular law then we have a system in doing it you thank you for your attention and remember you can find a payphone anywhere that's not in the public and you go with your face mask and your hands and your eyes as possible call quickly with the gloves on and leave the phone and park your vehicle away from the phone and that's a safe easy way to do it we have a lot of other products that we hope you would call in regarding if you find out there and knock offs being made and please do so it is only going to help you

Thor Freya

For those who are people in power or who have police connections and you want to reward we do have a hotline but we do recommend that you use secrecy in that condition even so and we can send you things to your alias

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missmonsters2 · 2 years

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👀 for the Halloween drabbles what about wanda x reader going through a haunted house but r is absolutely TERRIFIED of anything horror and is just latched onto Wanda's arm the whole time and it either leads to a confession or is already established. either works. I'm just starving for spooky fluff 🥴

I hope you enjoy this because your reblogs are always <3

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader (Modern AU)

Warnings: Wanda is such an asshole LOL

Count: <1k

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"Wanda, this is an ACTUAL haunted house."

"You don't know that for sure."

You looked over at your girlfriend. The thought of perhaps strangling her would be the only way you were getting out of this.

"When you said haunted house, I assumed you meant the carnival," you sighed.

"You're the one who kept insisting nothing scares you. There's no way I would take you to a simple fake haunted house," Wanda rebutted.

"So, you admit this place is actually haunted," you accused.

Wanda made a motion of zipping her mouth.

"I'm not going in," you shook your head.

"Then you're admitting you ARE scared then," Wanda looked positively gleeful.

"Yes—of death!" You threw your hands up in an exasperated manner. "Which is exactly what will happen to us if we go through this house."

"Scared you might see a real ghost?" Wanda waggled her brows.

"I'm scared of the structural integrity of this house," your voice deadpanned.

"Either we're going through this house or you're admitting you're scared and I win the bet," Wanda sternly said, signaling that she wouldn't be debating the conversation anymore.

God, your girlfriend was so obstinate.

"Fine," you gritted out.

The notion of everything being a mistake becomes more prominent as you walk through the dark and strangely damp house. It was a mistake to get cocky with Wanda while drinking with her the other night.

Why had you insisted you weren't terrified of things like haunted houses or ghosts?

You thought it may be because Wanda looked like such an asshole when she was smug.

You gripped her hand tightly.

"You scared, miláčik?"

You didn't need any light to know Wanda was smirking.

"No, just wouldn't want you to wander off and die if your foot fell through this rotting floor wood," you tried to say casually.

It felt the house was expanding and contracting, a strange breeze flowing through despite no windows being opened or broken.

Why they haven't torn this building down, you'll never know why.

Pitter, pitter, pitter.

"Did you hear that?" You asked Wanda suddenly.

"Hear what?" Wanda said offhandedly as she swung both your hands back and forth.

"The footsteps upstairs!" You hissed.

Wanda hummed. "No? I mean, it's kind of hard to hear anything when you're cutting off the circulation in my hand, miláčik."

"What would that have anything to do with your ears?" You asked in disbelief.

"I'm using all my focus to make sure I'll have fingers after this. They're quite useful to me...and to you," she smirked.

You wanted to tell Wanda she was the worst and that you hated her, but you bit on your tongue as you powered through. You just needed to do a walkthrough upstairs, and it'd be over.

It would be so worth it when it was over.

Wanda's phone buzzed in her pocket as the two of you walked, and she let go of your hand to check and answer the text. You tried to walk closer to her as she dawdled.

You turned your head to look at the walls as you passed. So many portraits of the previous tenants still hung on the wall. There were a lot of family photos as well. You wondered why they hadn't taken these with them.

Or did they not take the photos because they couldn't. Because they died. In this house.

This was so fucking miserable.

"Wanda?" You whispered but turned your head to find her rounding the corner. "Wanda," you called again as you picked up your pace.

You turned the corner and—

"BOO!"

"AHHHhhHHHHH!"

You screeched, your whole body freezing and jolting. You felt your heart pound painfully in your chest as it began to race. Your blood was pounding in your ears.

Wanda burst into a fit of giggles, slapping her hand over her mouth.

"Oh my—I'm so sorry," Wanda's shoulders were shaking with laughter. "But you're totally petrified, miláčik. I'm definitely the winner."

You raised your hand to your chest, taking deep breaths. "You're literally the fucking worst!" You glared at her. "God, I wish you'd fall through the rotting wood."

Wanda dropped her hand, her lips still pressed together as she tried to compose herself. She took a step forward and wrapped her arms around you.

"I'm really sorry," Wanda pressed a kiss to your jaw. You hated that her lips felt extra warm in this cold house. "C'mon. Let's get out of here and I'll make it up to you at home, okay?"

You scrunch your nose, half-curling your lip at her but didn't protest as she took your hand tightly and began to lead you out.

"You're awful." You muttered forlornly as you made it down the steps, just a couple feet away from the door. "You really wanna be on top that bad tonight?"

Wanda chuckled. "I have plans for you, miláčik. None of which can be done when I'm underneath you. Also, I really want to watch more FRIENDS after."

You groaned, thinking about how your girlfriend's toxic trait was watching FRIENDS too many times.

"Whatever," you sighed as you finally exited the house. "At least we're done with this place. It's really weird how they kept all the portraits in the house when the house is so worn down."

Wanda stopped as she looked at you with her brows furrowed and a frown. "What are you talking about? There weren't any photos in the house."

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff x y/n #avengers imagine #scarlet witch imagine #scarlet witch x reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #modern avengers au #Elizabeth olsen x reader #mm: my fics #mm.drabble.wanda

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kozu-chan · 2 years

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under the mistletoe

kenma x reader, oikawa x reader, iwaizumi x reader

since it's christmas eve, here's some christmas headcanons involving mistletoe for my faves!!

content warnings: fem!reader, fluffy fluff, mentions of food, kissing, pet names (babe, baby, darling in oikawa's and my love in iwa's), i kinda sorta got super carried away with iwa's...

kenma

🎄since kenma's not a big fan of huge crowds, the two of you just spend christmas eve together at your place

🎄you're cuddled up on the couch eating popcorn and sipping hot chocolate while some christmas movies play

🎄kenma insists that "the nightmare before christmas" works as both a halloween and christmas movie so the two of you watch that too

🎄you bake cookies together and accidentally get dough on each other's faces

🎄you both cuddle up on the couch again and look at memes while waiting for the cookies to heat up in the oven and again when you're waiting for the cookies to cool

🎄at some point it transitions into a battle of who can take the most embarrassing photo of their s/o as possible

🎄kenma says that there's no way he could lose because he has the most beautiful girlfriend who's incapable of looking bad

🎄who taught this man how to be this smooth?!?!? i-

🎄the answer is akaashi. that man is secretly a smooth menace who gave kenma some tips but you didn't hear that from me-

🎄you gape at him, clearly flustered, and you take a picture of each other because yes, he also got really flustered and embarrassed because that was so out of character for him lol

🎄like this is the boy who never uses pet names and isn't the best at expressing compliments or his emotions...

🎄but of course, he still finds little ways to show you he loves you and make sure you know he loves you and it's so cute!!

🎄anyway, back to the story...

🎄the two of you eat some of the cookies together and save the rest for the morning santa

🎄when the two of you wake up in the morning you open up the presents you got each other and make breakfast

🎄you got kenma a new game and matching golden bracelets. he got you something that you've wanted for a long time.

🎄since the two of you put a lot of thought into the gifts, you take some time to admire them and try them out

🎄you and kenma spend a little extra time playing his new game

🎄pls it's so wholesome because you're both learning together and you get so competitive-

🎄he will never ever admit it even if it's kind of obvious to you, but sometimes he lets you win

🎄"you're the only one i'm okay losing to..."

🎄kozumekenmawhyareyousocuteomg

🎄then once the two of you calm down, you get breakfast

🎄well, he makes you pancakes and whatever else the two of you want and you make a quick run to the store to get some onigiri and apple pie since you both love it

🎄after breakfast, the two of you snack on some candy canes

🎄you look up and tap kenma's shoulder. "hey look! mistletoe!"

🎄kenma looks up and looks back at you. "there's no mistletoe-"

🎄"i'm just kidding! i don't need an excuse to kiss you!" you giggle and pull him close for a kiss

🎄best christmas ever if i do say so myself <3

oikawa

💙this man is super social. we already know this

🤍and because of this, he takes you to a christmas eve party that's full of a good mix of his friends, your friends, his teammates, and family.

💙he actually got one of his friends to throw the party at their place and invite a ton of people you know so you would be comfortable

🤍he's cute like that 🥺

💙he dotes on you the entire time

🤍and by the entire time, i mean the entire time

💙he waits for you when you have to use the bathroom "because someone has to hold your drink and it's gonna be me"

🤍he's so cheeky stop he's the most adorable, hopelessly in love dork ever

💙this man is SPOON FEEDING you because he wants to, and i quote, "show off his beautiful girlfriend and make everyone jealous from how cute the two of us are"

🤍"babe... isn't this getting too much?"

💙sweetie this is THE oikawa tooru. he is the opposite of subtle and to him, there is no such thing as "too much"

🤍but he's willing to tone it down if you get uncomfortable because even he knows that you shouldn't make anyone uncomfortable.

💙he just wants to romance you and make sure you love his present!!

🤍and boy oh boy does he deliver...

💙once you're both at his place, that's when the real cuteness begins

🤍you enter his home and find the entire place decorated with mistletoe and tinsel and presents and even a fake reindeer!!

💙"tooru you really did the most oh my god-"

🤍"but you love it, don't you?"

💙"of course i do! this is amazing!"

🤍"anything for you, baby"

💙this man is such a simp but like, the cutest simp i know-

🤍he gives you one of those professional looking photo albums with pictures full of the two of you and handwritten reasons why he loves you 🥺

💙me and who fr 😩

🤍this man is making you cry bc w h a t that's so sweet!?!?!?!

💙this man also finds every. single. possible. chance. to be under the mistletoe so he can get a kiss kiss

🤍"darling look! mistletoe!"

💙you roll your eyes. "tooru, babe, this is the nth time you've done this-"

🤍but you always give in because duh that's your baby, your gorgeous man, the love of your life!! of course you're still gonna kiss him!

💙now there's a happy, spoiled oikawa who's cuddled up to the most loved, beautiful, one and only love of his life <3

iwaizumi

🎁after knowing each other for so long, you've definitely turned iwa into a christmas lover

🎁he gets so excited about it now it's so cute-

🎁he doesn't even care about being teased by his friends because he's a man who's secure in his masculinity and knows he's can like what he likes and it doesn't take away from how "manly" he is 😌

🎁iwa's a surprisingly good gift giver unlike me and he always gives the most thought out gifts that he thinks knows that his friends and family would love <3

🎁this year, he gives oikawa a bullet journal and a new set of pens because he knows how much oikawa likes pretty, aesthetic notes

🎁oikawa kinnie moment 😚🤞

🎁he gives his parents super comfy matching sweaters with their family name on it since his mom likes matching things and he knew his dad wanted a new sweater

🎁he gives you a ton of kisses!!

🎁okay obviously he gives you something more than that because he loves you so much lol

🎁this man may not look like it, but he's an easily flustered, dorky, adorable simp when it's just the two of you

🎁i mean, it seeps into his personality around everyone else but it's a lot tamer because our man has a reputation to keep :)

🎁you're really impatient for gifts because you're excited to see what hajime actually got you and you really wanna see his face when you give it to him!!

🎁however, iwaizumi hajime is also a fairly traditional man so he waits for christmas morning to open presents

🎁and no amount of whining or pouting will change his mind. our man is sturdy and will!! not!! budge!!

🎁he tries a lot of things to take your mind off of it, and for a while, it works

🎁he invites oikawa, makki, mattsun, and some of your close friends over for a dinner, but once they leave and you're both cleaning up, you're eyeing the presents, causing your exhausted boyfie to sigh

🎁he takes your hands in his and looks you in the eyes "y/n, my love, i know you're excited to open gifts and give me mine, but we need to wait until morning, okay?"

🎁this man KNOWS that pulling out the "my love" makes you weak bc it gives me butterflies so you pout and nod, kissing his cheek and going back to cleaning up

🎁after the kitchen and living room is clean, hajime tries out a movie

🎁he cuddles up to you and watches your favorite christmas movie with you and pulls out all the snack, drinks, blankets, and pillows

🎁stop bc that's so cute haji where are you and why can't you be real?!?! 😩

🎁but after the movie you look at the time and ask if you can open presents now

🎁ma'am it's 10 pm?!?

🎁iwa just laughs and kisses your head

🎁"how about this? i'll clean up and then we can sleep so the time passes by faster. is that all right, my love?"

🎁"okay haji" you let out a yawn and make your way to the bathroom to do your night routine

🎁he follows behind you so you can do your routine together

🎁after he tucks you in with a kiss to your head because he's the sweetest, he cleans everything up and goes to bed with you

🎁when you wake up, iwa's already in the kitchen finishing up breakfast and you gape at the scene in front of you

🎁haji went ALL out

🎁 there's streamers and stockings and tons of decorations all over the living room and kitchen

🎁"merry christmas, my love! now we can open presents" he greets you with a peck to the lips and leads you to the couch with the presents

🎁you give him your gift first and you're super excited to see his reaction since you got him a limited edition godzilla figure that you found at a store

🎁"is this real?" he looks incredulously at you, then the figure, and then back to you. you nod and he sets it down so he can hug you. "thank you so much, my love! here's your gift..."

🎁you carefully take the gift and unwrap it to find a beautiful golden necklace with your name and his engraved on the heart shaped charm. "haji... this is beautiful!" you wrap your arms around him kiss him "i love it so much!!"

🎁iwa just can't help but smile as yours only gets larger once he shows you his matching bracelet. "i knew you would"

🎁this time, he's the one kissing you only to realize that you've been sitting under the mistletoe this entire time <3

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moonchildstyles · 2 years

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I can’t wait for Camboy Friday! Can we get a sneak peek of part 3? ☺️

Sneak peak of oart 3?🥸

"That Halloween party at Sigma Pi is in a couple of weeks, are you and your friends planning on going?" she posed, hiding the cringe of her nerves with a shaky smile. She hoped she didn't sound weird, asking her study buddy about his Halloween plans so stiffly.

"Probably not," he shrugged, directing his gaze towards his feet with rose dusted cheeks, "I don't think 'm really invited, anyway."

"It's a party, everyone's invited! My roommate and I are going," she bubbled, her goal being to wipe the dejected look off his face.

Harry looked up from the path of his feet with his lips rolled between his teeth. "Are you... You're going to dress up?"

"Mhm, Naomi and I are going costume shopping as soon as I get home," she explained, glancing at him over the line of her shoulder to find Harry looking straight ahead with his hand wrapped tightly around the strap of his bag, "But, I'm not sure what I'm going to be yet."

A beat of silence passed as the parking lot drew closer. Harry's gaze was stuck straight ahead while (Y/N) awaited some kind of response. Now that there was a plausible chance he might decline her invitation, she realized just how badly she wanted him to go.

Plucking up her courage, fingers wrapped tightly in the fabric of her cardigan, (Y/N) tried again. "I would really like it if you came, Harry. You don't have to dress up if you don't want to, but I was really hoping we could hang out a little more."

Though the hesitancy wasn't cleared from his tone, Harry finally answered her. "I—uh—I might have to work that weekend, but I'll think about it."

A short smile spread over (Y/N)'s features. At least it wasn't a complete no.

"Of course," she nodded, "And if you can't make it, or don't feel up to it, it's more than okay. I know parties aren't for everyone, I just wanted you to know you're welcome to come—to any of these parties, actually. I want you to be there, at least."

A toothy grin made its way over Harry's features, his face flaming an abundant shade of red. With the dimples denting his cheeks, he chanced a look in her direction with his eyes flitting over her features, "Thank you, (Y/N). That really does mean a lot."

She was starting to curse herself for her impeccable parking jobs, her close spots making their journeys a little too short to her liking (she was still crooked and riding the white lines, so her proximity to the main building was the only impeccable part).

A bright smile covered her features as she turned on her heel to face him. "Well, I'll see you later, right? Wednesday for more tutoring?"

"Yeah," he smiled, voice soft as his gaze matched her's, "I'll see you. Goodnight, (Y/N)."

"Goodnight, Harry."

(Y/N) edged towards her car, chancing a glance at him over her shoulder. Looking at him now, she really hoped he would be able to make it

#kind of a silly peak since its being posted tomorrow but !!!!#anon #ask #sneak peek #not much happens in the peek but it sets up some of the fun stuff that happens later !!

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pinkpruneclodwolf · 2 years

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE REPLY???? U RUNDOWNING SOME OF THE BASE STUFF MADE ME REITERATE SOME STUFF I KNEW OF THE BOYS SO THANKSSSSS (I actually didn't realize that Jack had a base and only thought of him as the wolf from most disney stories so thanks for the clear up homie) I want to contribute more so forgive the long infodump

I still haven't understood several stuff about the other boys so I'm just going to start with our fave dynamic instead!!!! ADeuce (I was going to put Ramshackle here too but then realized that this was going to be long asf so.... maybe next time??? AHAHAHA.)

So like---starting with Deuce his card meaning Union has a bunch of double meanings--for me at least---it could mean his UM where essentially he "unites" the magic his opponent attacked him with and makes it his own weapon to attack them (see his fight with vil where he chooses to accumulate the magic instead of directly attacking him w it) on the other hand it could also mean he would be the one uniting the entire school to rally against Grim (Chernabog) we can already see this being somewhat true during the vargas camp event where he disappears. Everyone was loosing their shit at the idea of Deuce being gone since that guy ditching them to relax? not true very sus and they were right. Deuce going missing in the event united most of the cast there into finding him which they did. His other motif being the Horned King could work pretty well with him uniting the NCR against OB! Grim too since kings are often general who command warriors into battle (him being in the warrior class could also be pointing to him being a general of sorts during the fight with OB! Grim as well---Also took further research and saw that the Spade card also symbolizes Military hmmm....).

As for the winter part. I think Deuce has got that to the T as well. HIs main color scheme is blue and blue is often linked with the cold and the cold is often linked with winter. His buddy is Jack a wolf beast--a white wolf actually and white wolves are often linked with snowy terrains as well, jack's hometown being sorta snowy works with this pretty well. Deuce got his UM somewhere the end of winter (but is still winter since January is part of the winter season). Him achieving knowledge could be a nudge to his character development in chapter 5--that being accepting his flaws (his less than smartness in certain situations) and acknowledging that so he could grow from it. I find it ironic though that Deuce is "old age" when he's one of the first years and is one of them early on to actually get an UM but I suppose it does sort of makes sense since out of the first years he seems to be the one with the most experience (him being a delinquent, him knowing how to fix machinery, etc., etc.) and him being therefore the more knowledgeable/wiser one (despite him being dumb often times) between the guys because of his experiences. Also the spade card---as mentioned before---represents both water and winter. A stark contrast to Grim's obvious fire motifs.

Moving to Ace. His name Trappola meaning Trap fits his personality very well. His often cheery demeanor lures in unsuspecting people and traps them until he gets what they want or when they catch on, aside from the things you listed he also went ahead and used epel as bait during the halloween event and almost tricked Trey into giving him the answers for his test (but of course couldn't because Trey is a sneaky son of a bitch). His name Ace on the other hand seems to directly translate to what his purpose in the story seems to be. His name Ace could directly translate to Ace up on one's sleeve which essentially means that you have something that could overpower someone--a trump card of sorts. Maybe Ace develops his UM during somewhere in chap 6/7/8??? (altho chap 6 seems impossible since they're (ADeuce) out of commission for now but who knows we'll just see...). I don't remember what kind of card game Ace so I'll just talk about what cards he is instead---While he is the heart card of the group Ace might also be the Ace of hearts and the joker card as well. I say this because often times the Ace of hearts is depicted as a cavalry (mirroring Deuce's king/warrior motif) as well as being the second most important card in the deck.

Him being the Joker mirrors the fact that he's the ace--he's someone important in the deck. He can either be beneficial or harmful to the team (maybe he'd be a double spy? which could give way to the Ace is the traitor theory since he's essentially betraying both parties when the time comes--essentially harming them but also being beneficial to both at the same time--since he's giving them information.) Then there's also the fact that he's the hearts card... The hearts card symbolize childhood and spring, the earliest stage of life and the season itself. This could be a direct callback to Ace's whimsical and immature nature but also mirrors the blunt nature of a child itself (him calling out Trey for his bullshit and not immediately forgiving Riddle after his OB) and he's also the youngest in his family (with the oldest being his older brother) and also he has tons of potential too both as a character and a student himself (the same way a child has lots of potential to grow as well). He's also the first person we meet among the cast officially---he's spring essentially and spring is often the telling of times that something new has come---something is going to change. The heart cards also symbolize fire, while you might think why fire? isn't that the same as grim's? here me out the heart symbol in general also symbolizes the church, the church is something holy--Grim is not since he's Chernabog and Chernabog is described as the Devil himself.

(Also just a side note but Deuce means two: This might be a callback to the fact that he's the second person we actually meet in the cast but it could also mirror his feelings of inferiority to Ace---The hearts, the joker of the deck. To how second he always feels next to Ace (which means one or something along those lines). His name spade directly translates to this which mirrors the death thing NCR has going on but could also mean "spada" or sword. Mirroring the vorpal sword in Alice in wonderland. Ace could possibly be the shield since he's the hearts.

Also extra extra side note: but considering that Yuu and Grim are considered one person they might be the body Ace would be the soul and Deuce would be the mind might elaborate on sometime)

BUT THATS JUST A THEORY--A TWST THEORY KSJFHSJDFHKSJH

Anyways please tell me if you want me to continue. Since I feel like the first years + ortho have a large part to play in chapter 8 (henceforth this word dump) and I just wanted to put this out before Yana bulldozes all of this into nothing but who knows---maybe its true maybe its not---I don't know. kjghdjfdkgdjh anyways stay safe and hydrated as always bestieeeeee.

Went took a nap.

Woke up to some reAL SHIT!!!!

PLEASE CONTINUE ABOUT THIS THIS IS IMMACULATE FOOD—

Actually, I've returned to bear some good food and clear Epel's and Ortho's name—

Kinda got biblical on Epel but I needed to clear his name bc I kinda skipped over developing other meaning in favor of taking him at face value which he would def Stomp the brakes off me for—

Apples were first derived from the ancient Greek word mālon which just meant "tree fruit" in general, however with the introduction of mălum in Latin meaning "evil" this influenced how people perceived apples during biblical times, let's not even start on the fact that apple cores are dangerous to eat bc of cyanide.

The Adam's Apple is also a sign of manhood as it was the apple chunk that got stuck in Adam's throat.

The apple is significant as it symbolizes the fall of man (Snow White) but in the New Testament its a symbol of redemption (Chap 5) apples also play a part in the beauty aspect, in the love songs of Solomon apples are a tool for s*x and sensuality.

Hell, during the Jewish New Year celebration (Rosh Hashanah) it is customary to eat apples dipped in honey to evoke a "new year that is good [the apple] and sweet [the honey]".

Potatoes often mean "Earth apples" as well.

Epel's themes directly tie into his personal story and Chap 5—when Crewel assigned a task that was intentionally impossible he had taken it as a sign to fix the mistake he made in his class, and out malicious compliance (read: redemption) he figured out a way to outwit everybody.

In Chap 5, a lot of vitriol for Vil stems from the fact that he appears controlling and does things without Epel's input (Jade personal story) like when Vil decided that bc Epel was too stiff he needed ballet lessons, by putting undue stress upon Epel (Closing the fist) the boy ran away (crushing the apple)

Also also, when Christ is seen holding an apple its symbolized as him becoming the second Adam who brings life—you see this when Epel spends two month collecting trash and horse manure for a mega fertilizer to help his plants grow explosively.

Apples are also often given to teachers (Vil) and is commonly associated with studious behavior and intelligence, you can see this with Epel collecting two months worth of manure.

Golden apples are often associated with granting immortality—and Greek gods were constantly fighting or requesting it. The Trojan war started over Aphrodite, Hera, and Athena fighting over an apple.

Which plays into the subversion of Epel. He's the "poisonous" apple that Vil is teaching (dunking into honey) in order to entice Neige into failure, the same way the snake enticed Eve (which is funny asf bc Jamil and Kalim's side story play a huge part in Chap 5 and preventing both Rook and Neige from consuming the poison)

Onto our boy Ortho—

We know for a fact that he's not alive/a cyborg just off appearance alone. And we know that cyborgs are oftentimes portrayed as a bastardization/extension of nature into new forms, they indicate that or old mechanistic views are being paved into something new. It breaks the mold of what technology and nature can be if they are blended into each other.

Man and Machine—Hand in Hand.

We also know that in Japanese mythology blue fire oft means means the coldness of death and fire usually has connotations with life/vitality so when one mixes those two together its often seen as strange and unusual—kinda like Ortho's situation.

Ortho often implies that his brother "fixed" him, Idia laments about how technology hasn't advanced fast enough and that "He's already..." and thats it.

Ortho's eyes also play a huge part, being "amber" yellow—and in the common mind, amber is associated with the preservation of life as we see fossils and dead insects preserved in the tree resin. This could mean that Idia played a part in being the artificial fossilized tree resin (despite amber being organic in nature) to preserve his brother's image.

We see the themes of unnatural meeting natural when we read that Ortho wasn't actually accepted into NRC, he only tagged along due to his brother—going against the natural selection the same way Kalim did, although the Carriage came for Kalim.

Ortho dislikes lightning—one could argue that it disrupts his systems, but raise you this:

A bolt of lightning can often mean sudden illumination and destruction of ignorance (maybe he doesn't want anyone to know about how his body was formed) however his talent is investigation and constant clue gathering and puzzle solving to destroy ignorance.

However, a bolt of lightning also is seen as an omen—danger and destruction, you see this when you see sparks fly from your outlet/electric poles/fuse box, you instinctively know to get out of dodge.

I can definitely see the parallels between Yuu and Idia and Grim and Ortho.

Also his name is a Greek prefix that means: "straight", "correct", "upright", or "right" as well as the another being associated with the musculoskeletal system, we see this theme tie into how his body is all machinery.

This could play into something happening to Ortho in Chap 6.

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After a couple of days, Rory kinda got used to her new "home." Since Tony didn't know how long it would be before they went back to California, and with Pepper gone, they decided it was best if Rory just took a break from school.

Rory did eventually grow to like her new room. She was not allowed to leave the current floor, so she basically just spent all of her time there. Tony was gone all day and didn't get home until very late at night, meaning Rory had to have food delivered. She didn't mind, though. She figured that if they end up staying, she'll be able to tell Tony what all the good restaurants are.

Tony never told her anything about why they were here with the exception of, "Daddy has business."

So in order to pass the time, Rory would read or watch movies. She even took up drawing which turned out to be something she isn't too bad at.

This morning, Tony was already gone by the time Rory got up, so she got dressed and migrated to the living area. She sat on one of the couches near the large window and began sketching the tall buildings surrounding her.

As she finished the shading on one of the skyscrapers, she peered back up to see a tall man with long, black hair dressed in what looked like a Halloween costume standing on the terrace. Rory put down her sketchbook and looked closer. He was very tall and had large, golden horns that decorated the top of his head. She had no clue as to why this man was standing outside of her window on her father's building.

Rory looked to her right and noticed her father, in the Iron Man suit, land on the landing pad. The man just stood there, watching as machines swiftly removed the armor from Tony's body.

The strange man made his way into the room from the balcony. The room she was in. Rory didn't know what to do. She was frozen, scared. Instead of running away as any sane person would, Rory remained in her chair.

The large man entered the room. He studied his surroundings, his eyes eventually landing on Rory. "Who might you be?" He asked with disdain.

Rory could do nothing but blink at him, too afraid to speak. He opened his mouth to say more, only to be interrupted by the presence of Tony. "Rory, come here," Tony said blankly.

Rory immediately dropped her things and ran to her father's side. Tony wrapped his arm around her protectively, hoping to shield her with his body.

The man watched this all happen before finally speaking, "Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity." He spoke as if she weren't there.

"Actually I'm planning to threaten you," Tony responded. Rory couldn't sense any different emotions other than his natural sarcastic tone.

"You should have left your armor on for that," the man bantered, walking closer to Tony and Rory.

"Yeah," Tony pushed Rory behind the bar. "It's seen a bit of mileage, and you've got the glow stick of destiny." Rory crouched down below the bar and pulled her knees into her chest. She couldn't help but let tears stain her cheeks, afraid of what was happening. "Would you like a drink?" Tony asked the man as he walked behind the bar, actively trying to ignore you in hopes you wouldn't become a target.

Rory heard the other man laugh. "Stalling me won't change anything," he said. If Rory knew what it meant, she would describe their conversation as passive-aggressive.

"No, no. threatening." Tony began making himself a drink. "No drink? You sure? I'm having one.

"The Chitauri are coming. Nothing will change that." His words sounded like gibberish to Rory. "What have I to fear?"

Rory watched her father casually make a drink as if nothing was wrong. "The Avengers. That's what we call ourselves. We're sort of like a team." Rory had no idea what he was going on about. ""Earth's mightiest heroes"-type thing."

"Yes, I've met them."

"Yea," Tony's smile helped calm Rory down. He had to have the situation under control, right? "It takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one. But let's do a headcount, here. Your brother, the demi-god," demi-god? "A super-soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend." He secretly slipped a metal-looking band on each wrist.

"A man with breathtaking anger-management issues, a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella," none of his words were making any sense. "You've managed to piss off every single one of them."

"That was the plan."

"Not a great plan," Tony walked past you and out from the bar. "When they come, and they will, they'll come for you."

"I have an army."

"We have a hulk."

Rory finally gathered enough courage and stood up carefully. She peeked her head over the bar to watch the men while also trying to stay out of the way. Tony was approaching the man as they spoke; the man keeping his ground.

"I thought the beast had wandered off," the man said.

"You're missing the point. There's no throne," Tony's voice rose slightly. "There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damn well sure we'll avenge it."

Tony took a sip of his drink while the man took a few steps closer, a scowl spreading across his features. "How will your friends have time for me when they're so busy fighting you?"

For the first time since this scene began, Tony looked scared. The man brought his scepter-looking thing up and tapped it against Tony's chest with a clang noise. The man's face dropped for a second before he tried a second time, and then a third. "This usually works."

Tony didn't look scared anymore. "Well, performance issues, it's not uncommon. One out of five--" his sentence was cut short when the man forcefully grabbed Tony's throat and threw him onto the floor. Rory squealed and then immediately covered her mouth.

The man turned his head in Rory's direction with a puzzled look. He turned away from her as soon as Tony stood up and went for his neck again. "You will all fall before me," he said.

"Deploy!" Tony called before the man threw him out the window, shattering the glass. Rory screamed with all her might. Did she just watch her Dad be murdered? What was he going to do to her?

Rory hid behind the bar once more, watching and listening closely to her surroundings. A loud sound rippled through the room causing Rory to throw her hands over her ears to block out the noise. She peeked over the bar and saw nothing but more shards of glass and broken furniture.

The man stared Rory down. "Who are you?"

Rory gulped, "who are you?"

He chuckled. "I am Loki, of Asgard. I'm surprised you have not yet heard of me." His tone was a lot softer with her than it was with her father. "What is your name, little one?"

"Rory," she nervously answered his question. "My name is Rory."

"Let me guess; Stark's child?" She didn't say anything. Rory simply nodded. "Ah I see," he gave you an almost heartwarming smile. "Come here, Rory."

Fearing she had no other choice, Rory walked over to Loki and he crouched down to meet her gaze. He smiled at her. Rory watched her father fly up behind him. She was more than thrilled to see her father alive and more tears fell from her eyes.

"And one more thing," Loki's face dropped and he spun around to face Tony. "Get away from my daughter!" Tony shot at Loki, sending him flying backward. Rory jumped out of the way, too stunned to do anything else. With Loki knocked out, Tony looked towards his daughter, "Rory go hide, now!" He flew away into the sky, and Rory wasted no time in running to her bedroom.

She slammed the door shut and locked it. She looked around her room for anything that she could put in front of the door to make it harder to reach her. Rory tried to move the couch, but it was no use. It was too heavy for a ten-year-old to manage. She tugged on her roots as she spotted her desk chair. Once it was securely tucked under the knob, Rory ran over to her window to watch what was unfolding.

Rory couldn't help herself as she began to sob. She was afraid and she was alone. There was nothing she could do to help. Tons of thousands of aliens flooded the skies and streets of New York as Rory sat up in her bedroom, watching. She was sobbing uncontrollably as she pressed her face and hands into the large window.

More loud noises were flowing from the living area into Rory's bedroom and Rory could do nothing to stop them. She hoped that the man who called himself Loki was gone and that her Dad was alright.

At this moment, Rory really felt like a child. She felt small and helpless. Lonely and afraid. There was nothing else she could do except watch. She had no clue as to what she was watching either, which was not making her feel any better.

At long last, the aliens seemed to dissipate and things seemed to calm down. It looked to Rory like the fight was over. But who won?

Rory was drawn away from her thoughts by the sound of her father's voice calling her name. She nearly sprinted out. She ran up to Tony and engulfed him in the tightest bear hug she could manage. He was still in his suit and covered in dirt, but neither seemed to mind.

"I was afraid," Rory murmured into his neck.

"I know, bubs." They pulled away from the hug and Rory got the chance to really see the other people in the room.

There was a giant-sized man with green skin, a man with a shield, a man with a bow and arrow, a man with a red cape and long hair, and what looked like Natalie, only with shorter hair. They looked odd. As if they were straight out of a movie. She noticed Loki in handcuffs. He looked angry and sad at the same time. Rory didn't really know what he did, but she knew he lost and her dad won.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Tony held a silver case in one hand and Rory's in the other as he walked alongside the other Avengers waiting to send Loki away. Tony had made it very clear that from now on, Rory would not be leaving his side.

Rory let go of her Dad's hand to let him deal with the case. Thor, as he had told Rory to call him, led Loki a few feet away from everyone else. He waited for Loki to grab hold of the glass container for the Tesseract. Before she knew it, the pair had disappeared in a storm of blue.

Once everything else was settled, Tony reached for Rory's hand again and walked her over to the rest of the Avengers. "Rory there's some people I'd like you to meet," he motioned to the team. "That's Capsicle, Legolas, Jolly Green, and the Triple Imposter. This is Rory." The others shook their heads at Tony's nicknames.

"Steve," the tall, blonde man smiled and Rory shook his hand.

"Bruce," the shorter man with grey hair politely smiled and waved.

"Yea," Nat showed you a friendly smile to which you returned. "Nice to finally meet you, officially."

"And I'm Clint," the last man with spiky hair and sunglasses introduced himself.

"Hi," you said, shyly and waved at them all.

"Bubs, you go wait in the car I'll be there in a sec," said Tony.

"Okay. It was nice meeting you all!" You said as you walked to the car.

"You ready to go, kiddo?" Tony asked as he got in the car and fastened his seatbelt.

"Are we going home? Like, back to Malibu?" you asked as he started the car and pulled out.

"Yea," he smiled. "I think we deserve a break."

"What about the tower?"

"We're working on it. It'll be fixed in no time."

"Good," you sighed

"Good?"

"I don't mind it anymore. I don't think it would be so bad if we moved here."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Really."

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hiii! are the request is still open? if still open, I wanna request for the halloween prompt which is ❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜ with hizamaru?😳 also, with gender neutral reader pls, thank you!!

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HALLOWEEN || ❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜ - Hizamaru

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As night fell the blue haze of day lifted to reveal the stars. Most times, night would mean the chattering around the citadel would fall silent as everyone began to get ready to bed. Tonight was one of those exceptions. Tonight was Halloween and everyone was still celebrating the holiday. It warmed your heart yet also brought in panic-stricken chills up your spine. You should be with the tantous, trick or treating. However you made a foolish promise that had been plaguing your soul the whole day.

Days prior, Nikkari had come to you on the topic of making a haunted house. You were all for the idea! However the conversation didn't end there. He began to express his worry, something you only now question was sincere, about if no one shows up to participate. Beinging a kind-hearted fool, you promised to go. You should of taken back your word when you saw that sinister smirk on his lips as he left... Oh, why did he enjoy to torture you.

You tried so desperately to not let others know how badly you hated to get scared, especially jump scared. You enjoyed the rare horror movie on occasion but an actual haunted house? With real people to scare you? Oh no no no.

Nikkari had gone all out from what you have seen on the sidelines. You would of wished to catch a glimsp of what was actually going on inside to prepare yourself but someone hired bodyguards to prevent anyone from peeking into his work. No matter how much you begged Nagasone and Kogarasumaru to just let you look inside, they didn't budge. Hell, even Himetsuru was helping inside to make it as spooky as they could.

Why did they have to torture you like this?

Nikkari had explained to you that he was going to open the house once the moon sets in the sky and he wanted you to be the first one to go in. Of course he did.

You were fiddling with your sleeve and biting your lip as your eyes were locked between the part of the citadel the haunted house was going to be held in and the sky. The time ticking down slowly yet too fast for your liking. How were you going to handle going in there all alone? Why did you have to be the first one to go in?

So deep in your thoughts, you didn't hear the sound of steps behind you, getting closer and closer... Until-

"Aruji!"

A squeal left you as your body jumped and you faced the voice. Was it Nikkari coming you get you? Did he have a bigger plan to start scaring you right where you stood and have you running throughout the whole citadel in fear?

As your eyes locked on the ones in front of you, the fear started to evaporate. Besides looking slightly demonic, it was a sword you found comfort in. A calm person who often checked in on you when you were having stressful moments within the citadel.

"You alright? You look like you've seen a ghost." Hizamaru, who was dressed up like an oni, questioned. His expression was clear with concern as he placed a hand on your shoulder to check if you were truly alright.

"I-I'm fine, Hizamaru. You just happened to scare me a little," You let out a breathy sigh as you put a hand over your heart to calm it down, "Nice costume, by the way."

Although you offered words of an answer to why you were so frightened, he seemed to still be very concerned about your wellbeing. He didn't want to push why you were so on edge so he changed the topic like what you were veering towards.

"Thank you! Aniki(Older Brother) wanted to dress like an angel so I decided to match him and be an oni... Though it's mostly just a mask and some makeup he put on me." He informed with his voice faltered when he talked about his own costume.

Hizamaru always admired his older brother, Higekiri, so much and could talk about him for hours about how amazing he is. Once the topic changes to him, he seems to clamber up. Perhaps overtime, he can become confident in who he is as well.

"Aruji~" A far off voice called out to you, your hand instantly grabbing at Hizamaru's sleeve as you turned to see Nikkari's red eye shining in the dark, "It's time."

You couldn't even respond to him before the one bit of color in the black darkness faded out of existence. Leaving you with your own fear and Hizamaru. You didn't even realize how tightly you were holding onto the sword next to you as you stared in the darkness until you felt a gloved hand over yours. It was warm, despite the fabric covering it, and you felt the chilling fear start to melt away as you looked up at his warm gold eye.

"Want me to come with you?" He asked, "It seems like a fun thing to do together."

You couldn't help but stare up at him in awe for a few seconds. How could a sword be so nice? You didn't know how well Hizamaru would do in such a spooky adventure but you had heard that his brother had slain demons in stories... So perhaps he also had those abilities?

Wait, why were you even thinking that? Did you think Nikkari would hire actual demons to come scare you?

Well-

No no. Even Nikkari wouldn't do that... Right?

Either way, being scared with Hizamaru wouldn't be as bad as being scared all alone. Plus, you wouldn't mind having Hizamaru see that side to you.

"I would like that, Hizamaru." For the first time since the moon rose into the sky, you smiled.

His hand entwined with yours as he returned the smile. Leading the two off into the darkness to experience a new type of scare. A type of scare you face together and laugh about when you exit it all. One where even in the dark, you have a friend with you to cherish along the way.

Eyes linger in the dark as they watched the pair enter hand in hand.

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