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jellyfishright · 1 year

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Still My Beautiful Man - Bonus Chapter : Vent (Kiyoi's Passion)

Kiyoi walked into the apartment and flicked the light on.

Empty.

Heading home he knew it would be empty, still he couldn't help feeling the pang of disappointment when he actually saw it himself.

He'd spoken to Hira on the way home. He had been hired by a scientific council on a special project to shoot a rare phenomenon that could only be seen at night. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity since according to scientists this event only happened once every 500 years. There he was, doing something amazing again. In the end though, he wasn't sure when he'd be home.

There was an itch in Kiyoi's chest. He really hated sleeping alone. He hated sleeping alone when he travelled, he hated sleeping alone at home. He slept best when he could feel Hira's arm around his waist or when he laid on his chest inhaling his natural scent.

He sighed deeply as he removed his jacket and hung it in the little closet by the door. Seeing one of Hira's jackets hung there he ran his fingers along the sleeve, a little smile on his lips.

God he missed him so much.

He usually missed Hira whenever they were apart.After being together for so long the feeling had not waned in the least.If he could be joined to him he would.Him, Kiyoi Sou was so lost in another person, who would have ever thought?

"Seki. I'm home." Kiyoi said as he scratched behind the ear of their little dog. "I guess it's just you and me tonight.Your father isn't home..again."

As though he understood and was also disappointed, Kiseki whimpered, hanging his head

"I know.I know." Kiyoi scratched his ear again. Kiseki, whose name meant "Miracle" was a white Japanese spitz given to him by Hira on his last birthday.He was still a baby and acted very much like one.

He and Hira really had settled into a nice life together. Both were successful in their respective fields. They had a nice house, went on vacations when their schedules allowed and most of all, were engaged to be married.

Kiyoi looked at the band on his finger and couldn't help smiling.

Since it would be just him tonight, he walked to the fridge.

There were stacks of his favorite food, cooked by Hira. As he scanned the offerings he realized the topmost container had something atop it.

Removing it from the fridge he looked at the note.

"You said you wanted to eat this"

He smiled and shook his head. Hira really was extraordinary. Despite their busy schedule, he still found time to cook and take care of Kiyoi. He really was fortunate.

Removing the note, he stuck it in the drawer of the island with the rest of the notes he had amassed. He couldn't bring himself to throw them away so they were his own little collection. Popping the plate in the microwave, he went to take a quick shower.

When he got back Seki was curled up in his plush bed.

"Even you're not going to keep me company." he frowned.

After retrieving his food, he settled in front of the tv.

He skipped a few channels trying to find something of interest.

When he'd skipped a few times he landed on the main channel that aired his drama.

There he was. He was in the TV, just like he had dreamed when he was a child.

Now that he looked at it, it almost seemed foreign to him, watching himself on the screen .Doing films were great but it wasn't as electric as when he performed live because you had many opportunities to get it right.

He settled to watch the episode. He'd filmed it but he rarely ever sat down to watch his own series to see how it all came together after post production. He would usually be busy filming again, promoting or any variation of the two.Hira always found time to watch though, telling him what an amazing job he did.

While he watched, he ate the shrimp croquettes Hira made. They were his favourite. He had intended to eat just half of the batch but before he knew it, his hand came up empty when he dipped for more. He'd eaten the whole thing.He was sure Tanaka wouldn't be happy if he knew.

He put the plate away and grabbed a drink from the fridge. Ginger Ale.That was his favourite too and Hira always made sure they had a few bottles.

The series was over and he was bored again. It was too early to sleep.He was sure he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

Perhaps he should go live and interact with his fans a little. He hadn't done that in a while.

He shook his head, deciding against it in the end.

He did however, pick up his phone. He looked at the lockscreen.

He loved this picture.

Looking at it transported him back to that day.

He and Hira were lazing about on the bed when Hira, like he had done so many times before, retrieved his camera and pointed.

Click!

Kiyoi's eyes were gentle and his voice was sweet.

"Be in the pictures with me."

Hira slowly lowered his camera and looked at him.

"Come." Kiyoi stretched his hand towards his boyfriend, flexing his fingers to beckon.

"Mmn." Hira nodded.

Putting his camera on a tripod,and adjusting the device to the appropriate settings, he climbed back into bed with Kiyoi.

"You're so pretty." Hira poked his cheek as he looked at Kiyoi, not focused whatsoever on the camera

"Stop it." Kiyoi laughed "Don't look at me.Look at the camera."

Click. The camera went off.

"Hira!" Kiyoi realized a picture had been taken and they weren't even ready "Focus."

"But you're so beautiful."

Kiyoi blushed and slapped his arm.

"Enough.Look at the camera."

Hira finally complied and they took alot of pictures that day. In the end he'd chosen this one because whenever he looked at it all that came to mind was one word --Happy.

Their relationship was captured perfectly. Hira, with those intense eyes only had eyes for him. Kiyoi with the cold eyes was always warmed by the presence of the one he loved.The one who made him smile the most.

He slapped his phone on the sofa.Thoughts like these were not helping him at the moment, in fact, they were making his condition infinitely worse.

Now he missed him even more.

He wanted to call, atleast to ask if he had any idea of what time he'd be home. Perhaps something had changed since the last time he'd spoken to him.

He wanted him to be home with him right this minute.

Kiyoi groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. Why was this still difficult to do?

He picked up the phone to call again before slapping it down once more.

Maybe he would feel better with a little wine.

With this thought he retrieved a glass and a bottle of his favourite wine. He would drink but not too much. Just a little to get the edge off. He still had to work tomorrow.

A few glasses later he began to feel a little hot.His mood had mellowed a little but now he was also faced with a different problem.

He reached for the magazine on the coffee table and skipped a few pages.

When he found what he was looking for he ran his fingers across the image staring back at him.

"When will you be home already?"

Those eyes were staring back at him.

He bit his lip as he felt a very familiar desire building .

The more he looked, the more it grew. He was transfixed.

And then he suddenly had a thought.

That thought triggered a memory.

He and Hira had been sitting in the classroom that day after the tomato juice incident.

"Where's your camera?" he'd asked as casually as he could.

"I'm sorry. I left it today."

"Don't apologize."

"I'll bring it everyday after today." Hira promised.

"Don't use it to do weird things." he said of the pictures Hira had begun taking of him.

"What strange things?"

"Using my image to masturbate or something like that."

Hira had immediately turned away with a guilty expression on his face so he knew right away.

"You've already done it!" he accused.

"Only once." Hira admitted.

He'd been taken aback. He'd been slightly disgusted too to know that he'd gone that far.

Still, his curiosity was triggered and he couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Do you like boys?"

He wanted to know.Did Hira always harbour these kinds of feelings towards the male sex and he was just his latest target? Or was there something unique about him? In light of the flickers of feelings he'd found himself with for this person lately, the answer to that question carried much weight.

Hira's response? "I don't know." He was confused "-But. I do not like other men and I don't like other women.I feel there is only one beautiful Kiyoi. There is only one special Kiyoi."

There it was.

Those words had stunned him into momentary silence and when he found his voice, all he could say was "disgusting" as he looked away. The truth was, he didn't feel a shred of disgust, in fact that might have been his first true conscious brush of his own desire.

That might have been why he'd asked Hira immediately after that if he wanted to kiss him. It was safer to deflect to Hira, to ask if him if he wanted to kiss him rather than saying how he truly felt-- he wanted him to kiss him.

Though he'd tried to seem disinterested, his heart had been pounding like mad when he extended his hand towards Hira.That boy had taken his hand so reverently, like a mortal, worshipping their deity, planting the most tender kiss.When his cool lips finally met his skin, it was like fire on contact.

Ever since that day he had often thought about those lips. Sometimes in class he would surreptitiously glance at them, quickly averting his gaze if Hira dared to look his way.

Those lips gave him his first kiss.

Now,in this present moment he had an idea of how Hira might have felt when he did that with his picture.

When did his breathing shift from normal? When did he start to rub one leg against the other?

As he stared at his boyfriend, his hand reached down into the sweatpants he'd dragged on after his shower.

What met him was his own excitement as he touched himself.

Kiyoi was feeling all kinds of emotions. He felt slightly disgusted at first but that was quickly swept away in a torrent of lust married with a tinge of excitement.He'd never done this kind of thing before.

After he relieved himself of the restraint of his clothes, slipping one leg out, he folded the magazine so just Hira's picture was in view.His free hand languidly teased the swelling part of him that was longing for release.

With his eyes never leaving the page Kiyoi moved his hand in a rhythmic motion..up and down, from the base, to the tip.His heart was beating like a drum but his excitement was also mounting by the minute as he began to feel the pleasure that came with this certain action.

Moans began to be emitted from this lips as he stroked himself, Hira in his thoughts.

His eyes were half closed, his lips slightly parted as the sound of him pleasuring himself rolled forth unfettered.

Under his lowered lids he looked at that picture of the one he loved dearly. He bit his lip and his legs trembled slightly.

Kiyoi thought of Hira doing this to himself while thinking of him and his pleasure intensified.

He made no effort to suppress his moans and pants as he rubbed and rubbed. He didn't even mind the slapping sound that was being made.

His face became more flushed. Hotter and hotter.

Sweat was matting the hair at his temple.

The pleasure below his waist was blissful.

He increased his speed. Wanting more of this pleasure. More of this feeling.

He gasped for air, that feeling building in his waist that was feeling too weak to contain it.

Kiyoi just stopped himself from swearing as he released everything that had been building inside.His legs spasmed. His toes curled.

The magazine fell beside the couch as his body sputtered in that intense orgasm.

As he reclined on the couch his breaths were coming in heavy.

He remained in that position for a few minutes, his eyes closed, feeling euphoric.

Because of Hira he'd had another first.

He looked at his hand, it was sticky with the white he'd dispelled.It had also trickled on to this thigh. He needed to get cleaned up.

Standing to his feet he was just about to move when his eyes met a pair of brown eyes .

Kiyoi's eyes widened and he blushed furiously.

"When did you get home?" he asked Hira who was leaning casually against the entryway. "I- I didn't hear you come in."

"You were a little busy." There was a smile on his lips but his eyes were scalding as he scanned Kiyoi in that position. "I did not want to disturb you."

Kiyoi's face became even more red.

Hira set his bags down and walked closer. His eyes flitted to the magazine on the ground beside the couch.

"You were having fun without me."

Kiyoi wasn't sure what to say.

"I--"

"Hmm?" Hira quirked a brow. "Were you doing something disgusting with my picture?"

Kiyoi looked at him. It seemed he very clearly recalled their conversation from that time as well.

His head dipped.

"How could you?" Hira teased,looking at Kiyoi's flushed face and moist lips.

"I--" Kiyoi wanted to defend himself again but just ended up biting his lip.

"Disgusting." that one word came from Hira as he pulled Kiyoi in by the waist, kissing him deeply.

Kiyoi's lashes fluttered as he looked up at Hira when their lips parted.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"You were off shooting a once in a lifetime event."

"But I almost missed this event."

Still embarrassed, Kiyoi pushed him away with his clean hand and headed to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up.

Upon his return he found Hira sitting in the space on the couch he had just vacated.

He used his index finger to beckon him over, his eyes never leaving him. The magazine was back in its place.

When he came over Hira pulled him into his lap.

Kiyoi straddled him and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Hira buried his face in Kiyoi's neck and inhaled deeply.

"It's good to be home. I missed you."

"I missed you too." Kiyoi replied.

Hira eased up a little so that his lips were directly on Kiyoi's ear.

"I know you did." His response carried just a hint of playfulness and Kiyoi knew he was undoubtedly teasing him for what he had seen when he walked in.

Their bodies and lives belonged to each other. There was nothing to be ashamed of in whatever way they chose to express that. This was just yet another lesson he'd learned long after Hira.

Kiyoi kissed Hira's cheek.

He was sure there would be many more things to learn from his man... He was looking forward to it.

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okamiprincess15 · 1 year

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Here’s a bunch of my ROTTMNT OCs I’ve made that I’ll never get around to writing stories with (I cannot plan out a plot for a story to save my life, essays were the bane of my existence in school.). If you want to use them in your stories, ask for permission first and and give credit. Same with art of said OCs.

This first OC’s visual design was inspired vaguely by Alopex in the IDW comics, although quite a bit is changed.

First name: Fuyuko (‘Fuyu’ meaning ‘winter’ and ‘Ko’ meaning ‘child’ in Japanese)

Last name: Hiramatsu (‘Hira’ meaning ‘level, even, peaceful’ and ‘matsu’ meaning ‘pine tree, fir tree’)

Age: About the same age as Raph

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Ethnicity: Japanese (Yokai)

Nationality: Second generation Japanese American

Languages: Currently knows English, Japanese, Spanish, and is currently working on Mandarin Chinese

Voice Actor: Erika Mendez (Think Ryuko Matoi from Kill la Kill)

Half kitsune on her father’s side (who currently has seven tails, being almost seven centuries old), Half Yuki Onna on her mother’s side (I’m thinking that in the ROTTMNT universe, instead of leaning more towards ghost then yokai like according to real life folklore, Yuki Onna are instead the purely yokai reincarnations of human women who die in the snow, born by asexual reproduction from other Yuki Onna. A Yuki Onna can choose to either have children this way, which produces only Yuki Onna daughters, or by reproducing through sexual reproduction with either yokai, humans, hanyou (half yokai half humans), or mutants, which produces half Yuki Onna)

Family: Her father (Hiramatsu Osamu, or Sam by his wife and close friends) is the CEO of a huge (we’re talking double digit billions) green technology company with a presence in both the human world (thanks to the kitsune’s in born ability to assume a human disguise. Kitsune can also assume a fully fox form but with their multiple tails as the only sign of what they truly are) and the yokai world.

Her mother (Hiramatsu Sumiko) is a former well renowned trauma surgeon, current housewife (Sumiko ends up encouraging Leo to pursue paramedic training in the yokai realm, after seeing his talent as a medic, informing him that the Hidden City had it’s own version of a GED, as well as a few colleges and universities that hold EMS training courses).

Fuyuko also has two younger siblings with her sister (Hiramatsu Yukiko, Japanese for ‘snow child’, two years younger then Fuyuko, Inattentive ADHD) being the middle child and her brother (Hiramatsu Rin, ADHD) being the youngest (five years younger then Fuyuko, as well as the heir to her father’s company).

Appearance (yokai form):

Hair: white hair with ice blue highlights (Think one of those long haired side braided faux hawk hairstyles) and white eyebrows

Eyes: Gold eyes (inherited from her father)

Body: Two white fox like ears on the top of her head with no human ears on the sides of her head. One white fox tail with ice blue tip. Pale, almost translucent skin (result of her Yuki Onna ancestry). Hourglass body type (due to her kitsune ancestry, kitsune have a bit of a reputation for being seductive according to real life folklore).

Appearance (in born human disguise): Now has two human ears on the side of her head instead of her fox like ones, skin is a more human looking pale, hair and eyebrows are now black (still in a long haired side braided faux hawk hairstyle), eyes are now dark brown, no tail. Looks like a normal human of Japanese ancestry. Still retains hourglass body type.

Usual attire: Tends to go for a ‘punk subculture’ clothing aesthetic (partly to irritate her father, and partly because she thinks it looks cool).

Casual: Light grey denim vest with rhinestones on the shoulders, white Trivium rock band logo t shirt (logo itself is black), silver chain necklace with padlock, three row black faux leather spiked bracelets, light gray denim short shorts, black tights, light grey high tops

Fun Night Out: black faux leather jacket, black short sleeve crop top, black faux leather choker with silver studs,red and black plaid thigh length skirt, black fishnet tights, black faux leather steel toe boots

Formal: White pantsuit with ice blue button up shirt, silver diamond snowflake necklace (birthday gift from her nine tailed kitsune grandfather, whom she holds more fondness towards then her father), ice blue high heels, silver wristwatch, white clutch bag

Swimwear: In a fit of stereotypical kitsune mischievousness, bought a cherry red string bikini after she and Raph get together (Raph’s brothers find Raph’s reaction to seeing her in it for the first time absolutely hilarious). Covers it with a green linen tunic dress when going to/from the beach/pool. Wears white flip flops with red straps, and red sunglasses with black lenses. Temporarily switches to stainless steel barbell piercings so her skin won’t turn green and so her silver ones don’t get damaged.

Winter Gear: (Being half Yuki Onna she can withstand the cold better then most, but tries to at least dress in a way that won’t draw too much attention to her in case she needs to use her human disguise) White Parka down jacket with grey faux fur hood lining, red long sleeve shirt with white snowflake pattern, grey polyester winter pants, grey mittens, white winter boots, white ear muffs, black and white horizontal striped scarf

Piercings: Has a silver barbell eyebrow piercing at the edge of each eyebrow, a silver curved barbell nose bridge piercing, and likes wearing non piercing silver cuff earrings since her ears change drastically between her forms.

Make up: Soft rosy pink lipstick, black mascara, black eyeliner in a vintage wing style with a line of white eyeliner along the top, light pink blush

Nails: She has them painted ruby red after she starts dating Raph, originally painted white with ice blue snowflakes

Unique Physiology: While her body temperature isn’t as cold as her mother’s, it’s still a bit cooler then a normal human body temperature. She wears a bracelet that makes it so she feels to others about as warm as the average human both to help her disguise, and because it’s more comfortable for others like Raph (and she does NOT want to risk sending him into brumation. Even if the turtles don’t seem to be quite as susceptible to brumation as their non mutated counterparts, likely due to their human DNA, what with them seeming to be fine in winter weather when they’re bundled up, as shown in ‘Snow Day’).

It also protects her from being a bit more susceptible to heat stroke in hot summer weather (full blooded Yuki Onna like her mother have it even worse, and their ‘heat regulation’ bracelets are vital to them living outside colder climates. Climate change has made things even more hazardous for them.).

Smartphone: Silver phone case with white snowflakes, with a ‘Death Metal’ Aggretsuko (Sanrio character) phone charm *gifts Raph a Pochacco (Sanrio character) phone charm*

Personality: Is generally a nice, cheery person, unless she’s under pressure, in which case she has quite the temper. Is a bit resentful towards her father for spending more time focusing on his career and the charitable projects he runs then spending time with his family (doesn’t understand why her mother is okay with this). VERY protective and loving towards her younger siblings (even if they tend to drive her up a tree with their antics at times). Is neurodivergent (AutismADHD). Suffers from anxiety. Can have a bit of a foul mouth (whatever you’re comfortable with) when ticked off, in a lot of pain, or feeling fiercely competitive. Big history and culture nerd.

Likes: Raph, Non caffeinated sweet baked goods (her favorite being cinnamon rolls),history, wintertime, satin, pure silk, Aromatherapy, Chamomile tea, melodic metalcore music, historical fiction, sociocultural anthropology, environmentalism, learning languages

Dislikes: Spicy Foods, rough wool, elevators (hates the feeling she gets when it goes up or down, plus hearing about the famous ‘Tower of Terror’ ride gave her a fear of any elevator she’s in possibly breaking and going into free fall), bees (terrified of them), historical inaccuracy, hot weather, country music, caffeine (makes her jittery and gives her heart palpitations), math, pollution, golf (cause she thinks it’s boring and her dad loves it), cultural appropriation, cultural inaccuracies

Hobbies: Ice Skating (during fall and winter), Embroidery, Roller Derby (loves getting her frustrations out this way), playing drums, researching sociocultural anthropology, learning languages, researching history, reading/watching historical fiction, watching historical documentaries

Combat Abilities: Ice Mystic Powers, two one handed Tessen (her tessen are mystic weapons that are enchanted to be able to deflect energy attacks in addition to physical ones.)

Okay, this next one is paired up with Mikey! (If anything seems problematic please let me know o I can fix it)

First Name: Gabi (Was born Gabriel, but after coming out as non binary allowed to change their name to the Romanian unisex diminutive)

Last Name: Sala (Occupational name for a worker at a manor house, from the Romance word sala meaning "hall, large room", of Germanic origin.)

Age: about Mikey’s age

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender: Non-Binary

Pronouns: They/Them/Their

Ethnicity: Romani (Witch)

Nationality: Second generation Romani American (witch) on their father’s side, second generation Romani American (witch) on their mother’s side.

Languages: English, Romanian, Latin, working on Sumerian (learned/learning the latter two at magic school in Witch Town, them being magical languages.)

Human (Witch)

Family: Gabi’s father, Andrei Sala, is a first generation Romani American. Immigrated to Witch Town in the US with his parents (Felix and Elena) and younger brother (David) after the Romanian Revolution as a teenager. Parents opened up a Romani cuisine restaurant in Witch Town, which he eventually took over (with the assistance of David, whom he hired on as his sous chef. Not uncommon to see magic being used to assist in cooking there, as well as magical appliances). Very popular among the Romani American population of Witch Town.

Thanks to Witch Town being a popular place for Romani witches to immigrate to for centuries (to escape persecution), there is a large population of them there (in fact, it’s a popular place for actual human witches from around the human world to immigrate to, along with the ‘Witch Towns’ of other Yokai cities, so Witch Town in the Hidden City has a sizable human population).

Gabi’s mother, Bianca Sala née Dalca, runs an apothecary/potions shop. Immigrated to Witch Town in the Hidden City in the US after the Romanian Revolution (along with a large bunch of other Romani witch families) with her parents (Bianca’s father, Manfri Dalca, running a broom making business with Bianca’s mother, Kezia Dalca, being a housewife) and younger brother (Doru Dalca, works with his father, married to another Roma witch named Miruna, a bookstore owner, with a six year old son named Fabian, and a three year old daughter named Irina) as a teenager.

Only child due to Bianca having had bad complications during her pregnancy with them. Andrei voluntarily got the old ‘snip snip’ after nearly losing them both. Told his parents that he’s got a younger brother whom both will likely have a family of his own (David does end up getting married, and he and his wife have twin boys), perfectly capable of continuing the family business if Gabi, or whoever Gabi married, didn’t wish to (since Gabi was showing no interest in taking over the restaurant one day).

Appearance:

Hair: Black, in an asymmetrical cut

Eyes: Dark Brown

Ears: Yellow Gold Pentagram stud earrings

Make up: Nude rosy pink color lipstick, concealer for dark under eye circles, apricot blush and bronzer, golden brown eyeshadow, brownish black mascara, brown eyeliner in cat eye style, pink gold highlighter under the brow bone, down the bridge of their nose and corners of their eyes

Nails: peach nail polish, both on their hands and feet.

Body: Rectangle body type, light olive skin, neutral skin tone

Clothes:

Casual: Golden yellow short sleeved shirt with cotton orange neck scarf (Mikey secretly really likes seeing his color on them, even though they were wearing that scarf a while before they’d even met Mikey), lots of bangles on their forearms, navy bell bottoms, chocolate brown low heel boots (because if they ever have to run fast, they ain’t gonna be able to do it in high heels, even though they wish otherwise). Switches out for a long sleeve golden yellow shirt in colder months.

Fun Night Out: Creamy white short sleeve men’s button up shirt, forest green vest, maroon bow tie, forest green knee length ruffled skirt, creamy white tights, low heeled chocolate brown boots. Nibbles stays at home when they’re wearing this.

Formal: Turquoise double breasted coat and knee length skirt, with creamy white long sleeve button up shirt, turquoise tie, nude colored tights, and creamy white high heels. Nibbles stays at home when Gabi is wearing this, and their tarot deck is kept in a deck holder in their turquoise clutch bag.

Swimwear: Orange version of the Hirsuit by Otherwild from Poshmark.com, golden yellow sunglasses with black lenses, golden yellow flip flops with orange straps. Nibbles stays at home when they’re wearing this, and their tarot deck is kept in a deck holder in a tote bag along with sunscreen, goggles, and other beach items. Switches out earrings for plain stainless steel ones to prevent his ears from turning green and to prevent damage to his pentagram ones. No make up.

Winter Gear: Turquoise down jacket (wearing his long sleeved golden shirt underneath), forest green winter pants, turquoise winter cap with fleece lining and dark green circle scarf with fleece lining, forest green ear muffs, forest green mittens, chocolate brown winter boots. Nibbles stays at home when it gets cold enough for Gabi to wear this.

Smartphone: (Hey, just because they’re a witch doesn’t mean they can’t have a phone) Phone case resembles a dark starry night sky, has a Corocorokurin (Sanrio character) phone charm. Due to being cautious about homophobes/transphobes possibly stealing it, has an has an anti loss keychain for it, which is on a key ring along with their house key, a copper pentagram keychain, and an orange pepper spray keychain, all attached to a dark green key ring bracelet they wear all the time

Personality: If I were to describe their personality in terms of Zodiac signs, Gabi would be the Cancer to Mikey’s Pisces. (Sorry, this is the best I can do. The rest is up to you guys)

Familiar: Has a magical familiar hamster (A black coated Syrian Hamster if you were wondering) named Nibbles who likes to ride in a specially made pouch Gabi has attached to their belt. The master/familiar bond allows Gabi to be able to telepathically communicate with Nibbles, and while Nibbles can act independently, usually tends to obey Gabi’s orders. Gabi can also use Nibbles for reconnaissance with their master/familiar bond by being able to see and hear through Nibbles’s senses at will. Smarter then normal hamsters. Favorite snack/treat is sunflower seeds. Has a large cage at Gabi’s home, and also likes to use his hamster ball lot. Being a magical familiar he ages much more slowly then normal hamsters (has a twenty year lifespan instead of a few years, Gabi bonded with Nibbles when Nibbles was just fully grown when Gabi was twelve.).

Hobbies: Divination (their favorites are Cartomancy, Astrology, and Astromancy), broom flying, Magic the Gathering (trading card game), making potions, gardening, motorcycle riding (when he’s old enough), writing poetry, star gazing

Likes: Mikey, Divination, Magic, spicy food, broom flying, hamsters, fireflies, motorcycles, alternate rock, jazz, hip hop, art, potion making, gardening, poetry, the stars, lattes, make up (as an art form)

Dislikes: Magic skeptics, religious fanaticism, ‘overly’ sweet candies/foods, discrimination against Romani, geese (got bitten by one as a kid, takes a bit of a sadistic satisfaction in eating Christmas goose), country music, dubstep, herbal teas, sports (finds them boring)

Combat Abilities: Mystic Powers (Obviously) based around tarot cards.

Mystic Power “Focus”: A tarot card deck, the cards being made of paper from linden trees (In Baltic mythology, the linden tree was sacred to Laima, a goddess of fate. Which makes it a good choice for a wood associated with Divination). The black ink on the cards are made of a mix of Gabi’s own blood, alcohol, gum arabica, Raven feather (given freely) ashes, myrrh, and dragon blood resin (not made of ACTUAL dragon blood, but the resin of a rattan palm tree, called Daemonorops draco). The other color inks on them are from naturally made inks using mystical ingredients. They can be used in combat by Gabi channeling their mystical energy into the cards. Each tarot card has a different mystical effect (some are for attacking or temporarily hindering enemies, some are for healing, and some are for giving Gabi and/or their allies a temporary boost). Each card needs time to ‘recharge’ after being used. Also works as a divination tool. Keeps it in a card deck holder on their belt opposite of Nibbles’s pouch.

Divination ‘focus’: A ‘star globe’ (for design think the ‘Solstice’ star globe from Final Fantasy 14) that is a Sala family heirloom passed down to Gabi. Used in combination with their tarot cards (combining the power of the stars and cosmos with their tarot cards), allows them to be able to have ‘visions’ of the future that are much less vague and more far reaching then using their cards alone. Uses this to help foresee ‘large’ threats (from as small as endangering just New York City/ the Hidden City, to as large as endangering the entire world, both human and yokai). Can only use this method under a clear starlit night sky (in other words they can’t use this in anyplace with too much light pollution,indoors, or underground). Can be folded up to be carried on their back.

Okie Dokie, this last one is paired up with Donnie (my favorite Rise turtle!)

First Name: Anne (Anglicized from the name ‘Aine’, which means ‘radiance, brilliance’ in Irish Gaelic. The name ‘Aine’ is also shared with the goddess of love and fertility in Irish mythology)

Last Name: Breen (Anglicized form of Irish Ó Braoin meaning "descendant of Braon", a byname meaning "rain, moisture, drop".)

Voice Actor: Laura Bailey (Think her voice for Maka Albarn from Soul Eater)

Age: About Leo and Donnie’s age

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pronouns: She/Her

Ethnicity: Irish (Hanyou, which means half human half yokai. There are a bunch of real life Japanese legends of hanyou it turns out, most of them being the children of kitsune. If you think about it, the turtles could qualify as this in the Rise universe, what with being half human themselves and ‘pure’ mutants practically being ‘artificial’ yokai.)

Species: Half Irish American Human, Half Merrow (Irish Mermaid)

Nationality: Irish-American (4th Gen on her father’s side, 2nd Gen on her mother’s)

Languages: English, ASL, Irish Gaelic

Neurodivergent (Autism), sensory processing disorder, dyspraxia, asthma

Family: Her father, Connor Breen,a neurodivergent third generation Irish American human, is a marine technician who likes to visit Ireland (now visits with his family, but they now try to stay far away from where his wife’s former family lives) during his vacations to see extended family, as well as admire the local harbors and countryside. It was during one of these trips in his early twenties that he met, and fell in love with his now wife, Aisling Breen. Lives in the Hidden City with his wife and kids, where they live near, and Conner works out of, the local harbor (there are just enough pirates and fishermen, as well as wealthy yokai with private yachts like Big Mama, in the Hidden City that prefer more ‘modern’ style boats, that he makes a pretty good living). Loves fishing, diving, jet skiing.

Her mother, Aisling Breen, is a neurodivergent Irish Merrow who fled from her former birth family in the waters of Ireland as a teenager to escape her drunken tyrant of a father, and her persistent Merrow suitors, to try to become a marine biologist in the human world. She met her now husband, Brian, in her early twenties and eventually went back with him to the US, establishing a presence in the Hidden City working as a marine biologist in the Mermaid Lagoon. Loves harp playing, Traditional Irish Step Dancing, and fashion.

Aisling’s birth form has the stereotypical fin instead of legs that mermaids are known to have, however full blooded Merrow can transform at will to look more human (only their pointy ears and naturally dark green hair a sign of their Merrow heritage) to be able to traverse on land. However Merrow cannot survive in the deep water where they typically dwell to stay hidden from humans (they are born in more shallow water) without their ‘Cohuleen druith’ (Irish for ‘little magic hood’), which are magical salmon skin cowls (despite being described as ‘hats’ by so called ‘eyewitness’ human accounts).

Anne’s older brother, Brian Breen, who is about April’s age, is a half human half Merrow like Anne, but takes more after their Merrow yokai heritage in spirit then she does. Aspires to follow in his mother’s footsteps as a marine biologist. Loves Traditional Irish Step Dancing, fishing, and wood carving.

Appearance (undisguised):

Hair: Shoulder blade length black hair with hot pink highlights (originally dark green before she dyed it to help hide her merrow heritage without the need of a disguise broach)

Eye color: Hazel

Make up (usual): black eyeliner in a short winged style with neon pink eyeshadow, black mascara, black lipstick

Ears: Slightly pointed ears with neon pink rose earring studs on her earlobes and three black hoop cartilage on the upper parts of each ear

Nails: Nails painted neon pink with black tips

Body: Irish pale skin, women’s triangle body shape, slightly webbed hands, dark green fins (resembling that of a dark green Siamese Fighting fish’s pectoral fins) along her forearms, and dark green tinted scales from the hips down (she has legs in her birth form, unlike her mother.). Slightly webbed feet (can fit comfortably in shoes thankfully).

Appearance (disguised, only uses this for when she goes swimming in public in the human world, doesn’t want to risk losing the broach which her brother typically uses when visiting the human world. Is careful about keeping her half Merrow heritage hidden because her mother warned her and her older brother that there are creeps in both the human and yokai realms who have a ‘fetish’ for mermaids, unlike their father who fell in love with her before ever finding out she was a Merrow, and while surprised when he found out, didn’t think it a big deal in regards to their relationship): Her arm fins are gone and her scales on her legs are replaced with skin. Normal rounded ears and the slight webbing between her fingers are gone. Normal human feet.

Clothes:

Casual: Wears a couple of black and pink wool dread falls on each side of her head (check out the black and pink ones at cyberloxshop.co.uk, if you want an example), candy pink goggles with black strap and lenses on her head, wide black choker with metal ring in center with thinner pink choker along the middle of it, A bubblegum pink t shirt with a black biohazard sign, cotton forearm length fingerless black and pink horizontal striped gloves, Super Skull Bondage Pants-Pink from Cryoflesh.com, black platform boots (Optional: Has a bubblegum pink comfort hoodie for cooler months)

Fun Night Out Outfit (Things like EDM events, and other events where appropriate): Typically adds black and neon pink cyberlox to her hair, neon pink goggles with black strap and lenses on her head, EDM Rave Girl Outfit from Evolution Division but the gloves are long enough to cover her forearms, black tights (to hide her scales), black platform boots

Formal: Hair unadorned and let down, instead of her usual eyeshadow, has a line of hot pink eyeliner right above it along her usual black eyeliner, blue red lipstick, coral blush, faux hot pink pearl earrings (a black crystal above each pearl) and 20 inch faux hot pink pearl necklace with black crystals in between each pearl, black satin arm length ballroom gloves, a (made of satin) Black/Hot Pink Morilee High Low Mermaid Prom Dress from Frenchnovelty.com (unfortunately discontinued but the picture is still there), nude colored tights (to hide her scales), black low heel shoes, black evening bag clutch purse

Dancing: Hair unadorned and put up in a stylish bun, instead of her usual eyeshadow, has a line of hot pink eyeliner right above it along her usual black eyeliner, blue red lipstick, coral blush, Long sleeves Latin Dance Dress Tassel Elegant Sexy Women Tango Ballroom Salsa Stage Dance Costumes mesh Patchwork Dancewear from wholesaledancedress.com, nude colored tights, TTdancewear Brand Black Dance Shoes for Women Low Heel Ballroom Dance Shoes

Swimwear: No makeup, pink sunglasses with black lenses, pink with black polka dots string bikini, black flip flops with pink straps, white sun hat with black band, white linen tunic dress (for going to and from the pool/beach), replaces all her earrings with plain stainless steel studs (so her ears won’t turn green in swimming pools, get her good earrings damaged, or get caught on anything)

Winter Gear: Black nylon, down filled parka jacket with neon pink faux fur hood lining. Black long sleeve Daft Punk shirt. Neon pink polyester winter pants. Neon pink nylon gloves. Black ear muffs. Hot pink scarf with black biohazard pattern scarf. Black winter boots.

Smartphone: sparkly bubblegum pink phone case (because if she loses it it’s easier to find a bright color then a dark one) with a black biohazard sign in the center with a Kuromi (Sanrio character) phone charm (has an anti loss keychain for it, which is on a key ring along with her house key, a circuit LED keychain, a pink personal alarm device keychain, a pink pepper spray keychain, all attached to a black key ring bracelet she wears all the time) *ends up gifting Donnie a Badtz-Maru (Sanrio character) phone charm along with his own custom purple satin bomber jacket with a black turtle shell insignia on the back for either Christmas or his birthday*

Personality: Leans more into her human heritage unlike her older brother. She has an introverted disposition (partly due to a low ‘social battery’) although she does hold an interest in people, especially on a societal scale. While she is something of an idealist, it’s balanced out with a sense of pragmatism, as well as being well aware of just how much injustice and cruelty there is in both the human and yokai realms, especially as a hanyou. Has a loopy sense of humor and an empathetic nature. She is detached yet sensitive and may disconnect from anyone or anything she views as toxic to her emotional well being.

Is slow to open up to new people, although she opens up faster if she finds out the other person shares at least one of her interests. Can be as much of a shit stirrer as Donnie at times. Her ‘meanness’ comes out as having a little bit of an ego (especially about her computer and dancing skills) and being a bit of a Machiavellian type schemer, although it’s usually done with good intentions (this can sometimes backfire on her). Thinks science and technology is more interesting then magic (doesn’t hate magic per se, just is desensitized to it’s wonders due to growing up surrounded by it in the Hidden City, and living close to Witch Town, despite being born and raised in the most human world esque, tech friendly part of the Hidden City.). Is passionate about dancing.

Hobbies: Ballroom Dancing (Specializes in tango. Working towards entering into professional competitions one day.), computer programming, Video Games, Anime/Manga (While her favorites are series like Ghost in the Shell, Gundam, and Cowboy Bebop, she likes Donnie’s guilty pleasure, the various JoJo series, too), building Gundam model kits, swimming (she isn’t part of her school/college’s swim team because she thinks her Merrow heritage would be ‘cheating’), charity work (preferably stuff where she doesn’t have to socially interact much)

Likes: Donnie (takes a while to get there though), EDM music (She’s a big fan of Swedish House Mafia, Skrillex, and Daft Punk), Electronic Rock music, Latin music, Jazz music, Celtic music, dancing (speciality is tango, but knows foxtrot, waltz, as well as Traditional Irish Step Dancing thanks to her brother who is even more into it then she is), pink and black (Just as obsessed as Donnie is with purple), computers (wants to get a PhD in computer science one day), fashion, cyberpunk genre, sci-fi anime/manga, MMORPGs, JRPGs, satin (introduces Donnie to the existence of SATIN BEDSHEETS), fleece, swimming, non slimy seafood, caramel, bloody virgins (the mocktail you weirdos), environmentalism, roses, pearls, golden retrievers, bubble gum, her comfort hoodie, her smartphone (another comfort item, one that she’d, like Donnie, have a meltdown if lost or suddenly taken from her without warning)

Dislikes: slimy stuff (her sensory issues), rap, country music, country rap music (shudders), spiders, corduroy (her sensory issues again), fantasy genre, pollution, high heels (hurts her feet), fashion disasters/emergencies, first person shooters (the rampant sexism and homophobia in the online multiplayer community is a huge turn off for her), high energy dogs (like springer spaniels or border collies), doing dishes (hates touching dirty dishes due to her sensory issues), dusting (her asthma), alcohol (due to her maternal grandfather), smoke from smoking (her asthma again, as well as the SMELL), carbonated drinks (sensory issues due to bubbles), licorice (taste AND sensory issues due to texture)

Combat Abilities: Celtic style spear (mystic weapon, can be ‘summoned’ back into her hands after being thrown, chose it because nine times out of ten in a fight of pure skill, both combatants being equal, a pole arm can beat a sword due to it’s range), Water Mystic Powers (without a body of water nearby she can instead extract water from things like plants to use for her attacks, or as a last resort control the water in living things. Think something akin to water bending and blood bending from Avatar: The Last Airbender. She does NOT like using the latter ability, as it’s considered a taboo among merfolk yokai to use it. Donnie actually doesn’t mind her mystic powers as much because they at least follow SOME kind of scientific logic.)

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~The Fallen~

Chapter 2

(A/N-- I was still 12 when I wrote this! it isn't very good yet but it will GET THERE!! stick to it!)

CHAPTER 2

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The morning had started with every resident waking up, changing into their set uniforms, grey tunics with brown shorts that was to be worn even in winter. They would all walk to the Auditorium in a line, chatting amongst themselves. The same thing happened every day, One of the Chief’s would broadcast themselves to a large TV in the middle of the large, empty room. Today it had lots of pull out chairs and a large stage lit up by stage lights, and curtains. Tables lined the walls, soon to hold bowls and plates full of the food they hardly had. They would stand in their designated square marked on the floor in tape, and watch the announcements. After the announcements ended, everyone in attendance would bow.

“Remember, if anyone is spotted skipping their injections, they can and will be forced to make up for all the skipped days- all in one sitting.”

Mae twitched and pulled at her hair.

“F-forgive me if I-I’m w-wrong, but c-couldn’t that k-kill us?” She stuttered out, tears in her eyes.

“Cheer up, I’m sure they won’t actually do that! When has that happened?” Hailey, an optimistic, athletic, well built girl piped up.

“I suggest we all quiet down! It’s unsuitable to talk through an announcement such as this during such an important time!” Kiyotaka yelled and shot straight up, sweating and basically pacing out of nervousness. He really didn’t know when to quiet down and was constantly yelling about rules and regulations, which no one ever seemed to listen to. Nevertheless, everyone stopped talking.

“If you’re caught AGAIN not taking your injections, you have the chance of having a trial, but it will most likely end in execution.”

“...”

Everyone stayed silent.

Most people in there had a secret. The Chiefs and Security guards really had no way of checking the resident’s injection levels after Hira and Kaz, both good with mechanical things and programming, banded together and rewired the scanner used to test the levels. They even altered the syringes slightly, and no one had figured it out yet. Everyone shifted uncomfortably before turning around to face the door.

“Now what’s on the agenda for today, is to get this place more ready then it already is, and if you’re looking for a good way to leave, you can use this motive to your advantage. End of announcements.”

They all turned around and bowed again. Airin sighed under her breath, wanting so much for everyone else to see how bad this actually was. Murder isn’t right. She would never give in to believing that. None of them had yet. The ones before them had either made some minor mistake, or just died of sickness or natural causes. They’re mostly in their teens to early 20’s, but the others were much older. They’re all from different backgrounds, too. Everyone had something to offer.

The only reason Airin suggested the injections were dangerous, is because she knew what they did. Her mom had told her before she died. They could convert you to a state of despair, completely emotionless and hopeless. She knew this. She didn’t tell anyone though, only her closest friends. Cynical in nature, she still found it hard to trust even them.

They all collected into a crowd outside the building, chatting amongst themselves and running in separate directions to grab their needed supplies.

“That was screwed up to heck, man! Does anyone realize that other than me? Just me? We really wake up for this-”

“Yes, we need to wake up for something! Please find some purpose in life!” Kiyotaka interrupted Mia’s whole monologue.

“Well no, maybe some people shouldn’t wake up at all in the mornings! All you’re here to do is clog the toilets and be an annoying, nasty pig!” Jess, a short, cute girl with long hair always in a ponytail, turned her nose up and laughed at the 2. She sneered, going to turn away, before Lane stopped her. She was a tall, built, darker-skinned girl who could intimidate anyone in her path. She had a soft side, but due to her upbringing, she didn’t show it.

She pushed her fist into her open hand, grinning with her teeth bared.

“Ya wanna say that again, ya little brat?” Her eyes were wide with anger and passion. Jess looked genuinely scared for a moment, before turning away and scoffing.

“Yeah whatever, like you could hurt me- go dig in the trash some more, obviously that’s where you found...whatever that is.” She looked Lane up and down, pointing at her loose shirt and short skirt. Trina quickly grabbed Lane’s arm, controlling her like she was an animal ready to attack.

“Leave her, this is what she wants from you.” Trina closed her eyes and turned away.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of nowhere. A tall girl with short blonde hair turned in their direction, a dead expression lacing her features.

“I apologize for being late, I guess. Well not really, if you want the honest truth you always talk about.”

Airin rolled her eyes, before giving her a cold glare. She knew exactly who this was.

Elle, the literal bane of Airin’s existence. Something about that dead expression of hers that only lit up when she was mocking someone she believed to be lower than her. The way she swung her hips when she walked- everything about her was annoying. Overly fake, and of all things to be real, she just had to have her real personality out. An absolute cynical monster.

She smiled evilly at Airin, pushing past her as she made her way to the building. She looked it up and down, standing in the doorway of the large doors.

“This isn’t as good as what I thought, especially because of your unnecessary reactions. Maybe you were just trying to lure me out here so you could torture me with your presences.”

Isana opened her eyes wide, and puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.

“I’m sorry Elle, but can you just be quiet?”

“Excuse me? Do you know what you just said?”

Elle stamped her feet as she charged towards Isana, but she didn’t move.

“It’s just...you’re being really not helpful right now...I think…”

“What do you mean you think? Either you know or you don’t!”

“I said, you’re not being helpful right now and you should leave.” Isana’s whisper of a voice raised slightly, and she took her hoodie in the shape of a cat, off her head.

“I’m getting sleepy now, I’d go home if I trusted you. I’ll be keeping an eye on you...I’ll never let a killing happen...never ever…” She yawned and stuck her finger out towards Elle so she knew she was serious.

“Good luck with that-”

She was cut off by an angry Bernadette running up and punching her- something out of the normally calm and innocent girl’s nature.

“Apologize to her you jerk!!” Her voice trembled with her body.

“Do you intend to hurt me? You’re too weak for that, you know that…” She smiled condescendingly at Bernadette, bending down.

“H-Huh?” Bernadette gasped before going in to grab her hair. “You want me to show you I’m not weak?? Be my guest!!” She screamed, before she was grabbed from behind by her shoulders.

“Fighting won’t solve anything, I suggest you 2 talk this out. Also, I’m sorry I’m late, I had some things to take care of…” It was Monica, a tall, dark-skinned, sweet girl with long and unnaturally curly hair. “Is anyone leading this group? We need to get things done efficiently, and I’m here to help!” She shot a bright smile, with an even more enthusiastic thumbs-up.

“M-Monica...c-can you help me h-hang some lights?” Hira appeared behind her, trying her hardest to be heard due to her quiet voice and timid nature. She resembled a timid little bunny, her mannerisms imitating it nearly perfectly.

“Sure thing Hira, let’s go! I’ll think of some roles for the others while I help you do that. Before that happens, Elle, I’d like you to work backstage and make sure all the effects work. Everyone else just clean something or rehearse for a few minutes.” Monica commanded confidently, before disappearing with her friend.

Bernadette adjusted her blonde hair, slinging an arm around her sleepy friend- who had appeared to fall asleep standing up.

“Isana? Did she hurt you?” Bernadette raised her voice out of concern. Isana opened her eyes and pulled her hood over her head again.

“I’m okay, I think...thank you. We can both make sure no killings happen, and everyone has fun!” She smiled and put a hand over her heart.

“Yes! We can be the best duo out there- and after the party I’ll challenge you to a game of Mario Kart at my cottage! I remember last time- but I’ll win this time!!”

“Hey hey, It’s not my fault you were driving slow and lost every time!” Bernadette laughed innocently and ran back to her cottage, Isana close behind.

“You ready for this, Air?” Dominance raised an enthusiastic thumbs up, a hand on her shoulder.

“I told you not to call me that unless you wanna die!!” She blushed and yelled, turning the other way. “But to answer your question, no...we should’ve practised more.”

“Let’s do that now then, let’s go!” He grabbed her hand and ran towards her cottage, remembering he hadn’t taken down any props and still had the notes and costumes.

“I-Is this high enough?” Hira stood precariously on a stepstool, her fragile body shaking along with the unsturdy frame of the wooden stool.

Monica opened her mouth to talk, but Ameena cut her off, running up to Hira and holding her waist.

“Hey, I’d try to hang the lights a little lower. So you don’t- you know...fall. Or break. You seem fragile- sorry, that was inappropriate!!” Ameena nervously giggled to herself and covered her mouth with her free hand.

“I-It’s okay, I knew I was weak…just look at me. I don’t know why I ever thought I could be strong...” Hira crossed her clasped hands over her chest and closed her eyes.

“N-No, I didn’t mean to incite that!! You aren’t weak, Hira, don’t judge yourself based on your appearance...it truly means nothing.” Ameena grasped Hira’s hands and led her off the stool, sitting her down on it.

“My dance teacher used to always tell me that...our bodies are imperfectly perfect, and even if we want what others have, it’s not for us, and it doesn’t suit us. We’re all perfect in our own ways, and think of it this way- the word ‘imperfect’ has the word ‘perfect’ in it for a reason, right?”

Hira nodded, her shaking decreasing after she realized Ameena wouldn’t hurt or scold her, she would only reassure her- something Hira wasn’t used to.

“R-right, I think…”

“Yes, right! Now hang the rest of those lights up with confidence, I know you can do it!” Ameena flashed a bright smile before walking off with a sway in her hips. Mia ran to her, leaning on her shoulder confidently. It was unheard what she said, even though she bellowed when she talked.

Elle watched from a distance in a corner, occasionally undoing what the others had done, such as knocking over the trash cans or ripping the lights down.

Lane attempted to beat her up twice, but someone stopped her each time.

Kai and Vinnie prepared the food in the back, Lynn serving it to the tables. Bernadette and Isana returned eventually, Airin and Dominance following closely behind.

“I think we have it pretty down now, but if you wanna use notes that’s totally fine with me! I’m just here to tell you you can do it, I’m sort of like your own personal cheerleader, man!” Dominance cheered Airin on, giving her two enthusiastic thumbs-up’s.

“Thanks, I guess. But don’t get too ahead of yourself yet- we don’t know how it’ll go until it happens.”

“Cheer up, man! I’m sure it’ll go perfectly, exactly how you planned it! Just try not to fall on top of me at that one part if you can help it- unless you want-”

“A fanservice moment? Oh yeah, I forgot, no one wants to see you in that way, except maybe each other! Ahaha- I’d have to be drunk before I’d even consider either of you!!” Jess piped up, sticking her nose up at the two of them.

“Just ignore her Dominance, the best way to deal with idiots like her is to just shut up and keep nodding like you actually care.”

After a few hours of everyone working tirelessly to set up everything perfectly, it was finally done. Blue and purple string lights and lanterns lined the ceilings and walls, and delicious food of every kind lined the tables against the wall. The stage was lit up by multiple stage lights, and a huge tank of water was backstage. Kai and Vinnie were about to do something with that, which they hadn’t told anyone what that was yet.

Hira had been helping backstage for awhile too, loading the tank with a box of something. Whatever it was made Vinnie scream twice, and Hira sounded like she was about to cry. Airin was standing in the corner next to Dominance, reading her notes over and over again. She couldn’t help but feel like this was more than a skit.

She wouldn’t admit it, she hardly admits anything. She hardly even talked. But...she wanted this to be more than a play.

She wanted it to be a reality.

“Maybe someday, when all of you stop being so blind and we can leave this place…” She whispered under her breath, not realizing she was talking out loud. She was cut off by the TV in the corner turning on, and the red lights of the security cameras turning on in the corners.

“Welcome to ACE, or the Annual Concert Event! Since everyone got this prepared so nicely, I’ll allow you guys to get your plates early! But be careful, there could be someone lurking among you with murderous intentions!”

Chief 2. They thought they were funny, but they weren’t.

Everyone scattered around to get into a line, talking amongst themselves and looking around.

“Y'all have nothing on what I’ve got prepared, losers! You’re messing with a gorgeous girl genius and this idiot over here!” Mia laughed obnoxiously as she linked arms with Ameena, who had Hira on her shoulders.

“Just ignore her, I’m sure you all did amazing! Make sure to eat enough-”

“Nah, NO ONE’S got anything on us! They all did skits or some elementary garbage! Me, on the other hand, have more to show ya!” She winked and stuck her tongue out.

“Oh my God, are you okaaaaay? Usually people as dumb as you have some sort of brain damage or something!” Jess sneered, and Mia’s eyes bulged.

“Call me back when you go through puberty, ya little 9 year old brat!” She was about to flip a finger at Jess, but Kiyotaka’s incessant yelling about how “unwholesome” that was, and his going the extra mile to grab her hand- and not let go- stopped her. She didn’t seem to mind, though.

“Agh- the only person allowed to touch me is Ameena! The rest of y’all are ugly! Except you I guess, Kiyotaka!” Mia laughed, as she adjusted her top, pulling it down slightly.

Trina sighed quietly and put her head down, throwing her hood over her head as to resign herself from dealing with them.

Isana was involved in playing a video game on her small handheld device, and didn’t even notice them.

“Wow- you beat that boss twice! I couldn’t even do it once! You’re totally an Ultimate at this or something!! Is that even possible?” Bernadette’s excited yelling didn’t help the noisy environment. “Sorry, I’m just not used to seeing someone actually good at doing this! Yeah that’s right, KICK HIS BUTT!!!”

“THANKS FOR BEING SO WHOLESOME!!” Kiyotaka smiled and yelled in Bernadette’s direction- still holding a loudly cursing Mia’s hand.

“Yeah, that’s right!! Isana’s usually innocent nature is compromised by her sweet fighting skills!” Bernadette excitedly exclaimed- rather loudly.

“Ngh...I’m not some girl gamer who brags about games she’s never beaten. I’m beating this one, even if it takes all night...I think…”

“Yeah you will! Mainly because you’re actually pretty good at this- like an Ultimate- like I said!”

“Huh, an Ultimate...I’ve never heard that before...thanks!” She maintained her naturally calm and tired personality, yet seemed genuinely happy to hear that. For once she wasn’t distracted and was really happy.

After a long wait, everyone had their plates full of food and stood against the wall, as they had been instructed to do off the TV after it was all said and done.

When they were instructed to return to their seats, in round tables with small pull out chairs, they all ran. All except Mae, who had tripped and fallen, flipping her new skirt over her head, and dropping- and shattering her plate.

“Woah man, you okay?” Emerald sprang up.

“H-Hey- what happened? Hm, not bad…” Kaz smirked to himself, rushing to her.

“Ngah!! Pl-please don’t look..!” She started crying, and Emerald, Bernadette and Lynn rushed to help her up, Kaz following close behind.

“Ugh, an unexpected fanservice moment! How do you even get through the day you klutz?!” Jess yelled from her table, slamming her small fists on the table.

“Eek!! I’m- I-I...I’m sorry for-” Mae felt hot tears roll down her cheeks as she was cut off.

“That’s what your mom said when she gave birth to you!!” Jess giggled to herself.

“Jeez- calm down Jess, you aren’t fixing anything.” Alana chimed in, putting her hands on her friend’s shoulders, in a sudden motherly gesture.

“You aren’t helping very much, Alana!!” Jess crossed her arms over her chest.

Ed started laughing at her, pointing at the mess she’d made all over herself.

“Hah- it looks like something you’d do!” He pointed at Kendall, and her face nearly turned red with anger. She kept her mouth shut, and turned away from him.

“Hey, why are you ignoring me?” He reached for her hair, and she whipped around to face him.

“That was embarrassing, that’s why.” She nearly whispered, wanting no problems. She was the only one not dressed in a flashy outfit to perform in.

“Yo Kendall, follow me! I got somethin’ for ya!” Emerald sat Mae down at her table, and grabbed her friend’s hand.

“Woah hey- why are you...where are you taking me?!”

“Cheer up little dude! I’mma give you one of my outfits to wear, you look like a hot mess my man!”

“Uh- t-that’s okay, I’d rather not wear anything revealing, if that’s okay…”

“Nah fam, they don’t have to be! You trust me, right? Let’s go!”

They ran for her cottage, making a mad dash to open the door.

“Come on Emerald, my boyfriend’s gonna think something bad if I’m gone too long…”

“Who cares? You gotta be independent at some point, right my dude?” She slung an arm around her.

“Y-yeah, I guess…”

“Alright then! Take your pick, all yours man!” Emerald pointed to her bed, messy with eyeliner, lipstick, and very punk outfits. The one that caught her eye was a long, puffy black and red dress. There were accessories and tons of earrings, perfect for what Kendall always wanted to wear but never could.

Kendall walked into Emerald’s closet to change, and was slightly nervous as she tugged and pulled the dress over her slim body. She started breathing hard as she noticed suddenly the scars on her hands were extremely visible.

“What’s up dude? You ok in there?”

“I-I’m scared… Everyone can see the scars on my hands since the sleeves only go to my wrists…”

The frilly dress with a tight, chain belt around the middle made Kendall nervous. Her messy blonde hair didn’t fit the look, and she believed it to look...out of place.

“That’s all good! People should love you no matter the scars, or whatever else! You’re pretty cool anyway, so people should forgive you when they see that fierce dress and personality of yours, dude! Also, let me fix that hair of yours, I got some fierce ideas!”

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After about 20 minutes, Emerald had straightened Kendall’s hair, put it in 2 pigtails, and did her makeup heavily, like Kendall knew she would. She had small hearts under each of her eyes done in eyeliner, which also lined her eyelids heavily. She had red lipstick on her top lip, and black on the bottom. She had fake piercings all over her, and real earrings in 2 holes in her ears. She had fake tattoos on her hands, and black nails.

“All in 20 minutes...I’m a new person…?”

“Heck yeah man! You like it! I think you look sick!”

“Yeah...I do, a lot! I think you found a new side of me today...thank you!”

“Nah man, it’s always been in you! How’d you think I found my style?”

Emerald had reddish-pink dyed hair with blue, yellow and green stripes in it, and it was dyed purple at the bottom. She had tattoos up her arms and always had lots of accessories, and wore lots of leather and lace wherever she could. She also always wore heavy makeup and lots of piercings- she looked like how rock and roll sounded.

Somehow that fit Kendall too, and gave her a sense of her own individuality, something rare.

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