#MY HEAD HURTS HAAAAA

[succulent-mud]

Him

DRAWING HIM GAVE ME A HEADACHE IM TAKING A NAP AND I ANSWER ANYTHING LATER

#this is also somewhat a study? #render tho #inspired by a girl's tik tok video #i didn't take screenshot im searching so hard to find it #tokyo ghoul #furuta nimura #blue #MY HEAD HURTS HAAAAA

[malereadermaniac]

Insecure ~ Natsu Dragneel x Male Reader

Natsu is insecure about you having past partners - SHORT smut -> Hurt/comfort

Short fic in general lol

NSFW MDNI!

Male reader! Fem readers DNI

When you and Natsu started dating, he'd never been with anyone before

Both romantically and sexually

He's known you for a while so he knew that you'd been with a few guys before, and it never bothered him

But when the two of you had sex for the first time, you said something that made him start to feel a little insecure...

"Fuck... you feel amazing (y/n)!" Natsu grunts, his dick plowing into your ass like a madman

You moan loudly, Natsu's name bouncing off of the walls of his home

Your face was flushed and your body was sweating, you back against his bed, legs on your boyfriend's muscular shoulders

"Unnngh Natsu..." you moan, your ass clenching around the dragon slayer as kisses at your neck

His sweaty body against yours as you get closer and closer to cumming

"Fuuuuck are you sure you're a virgin, Natsu?" You moan, your dick twitching in need of release

"A-Ah... Yeah of c-course, baby Haaaaa~" Natsu moans, his face a mix of confusion from your comment and pleasure

"Holy shit - Ahhh~- you're better than anyone else I've had before FUCK!" You moan loudly

The thin string you were hanging onto snaps as you shoot ropes of white onto your chest and face

Natsu cums as well, biting your shoulder to ground himself as he finishes inside of you

His cum steaming hot, as expected of the fire dragon slayer

After the two of you clean up, you lay your head on your boyfriend's bare, muscular chest, his arm around your shoulders

You're talking about your day and a small mission you went on

But you were mainly talking at Natsu, not to him...

The pink-haired man was stuck in his thoughts

Natsu was having an argument with himself

He felt insecure that you were his first, but you had been with other men, who were probably more experienced and better than him

The other side of his internal argument was angry at himself, Natsu felt guilty as if he was slut-shaming you

It was fully within your right to have sex with as many men as you wanted before you two started dating, you were SINGLE for gods sake

But he felt icky knowing that other man had felt your touch the way he did...

"And then I ran into Lucy who-" you were mid sentence when Natsu interrupted you

"Sorry baby but... can I ask you something?" The pink haired man says meekly, avoiding eye contact

You chuckle "Yeah go ahead, I could tell you were stuck in your own thoughts anyway" you say with a smile

"Were... We're your past lovers better than me?.... like in bed" he mumbles

Natsu's question catches you off guard, to the point where you're speechless

Which Natsu takes as an answer

"Yeah I thought as much but...-"

"No! No they weren't! Sorry Salamander your question just caught me off guard" you explain, sitting up to look Natsu in the eye

"Oh... are ya sure? You don't have to lie to me, (n/n)" Natsu says as he brings a hand up to your head and plays with your hair

"I'm sure babe. You're better than any other dickhead I've been with in the past! Besides, I've only ever been with two other guys, and not one of them made me cum on their own haha" you laugh, your comments making Natsu blush

As the Dragon slayer keeps twirling your hair around his fingers, he looks into your eyes lovingly

"I'm glad I can make you feel good... cause your rock my world, (n/n)" Natsu chuckles

You laugh at his comment and after a little while, slap Natsu's shoulder gently and go to get up

"C'mon salamander, let's go start our da-" you were saying, however Natsu's tug on your arm interrupted you

"Wah!" You wail, Natsu's muscular arm immediately overpowering you, situating you onto his wide, muscular hips

"Let's go for a second round" Natsu says with a grin as the eager (no longer virgin) man grinds his hips upwards into your ass

"Noooo... I'm so tired already Natsu - bottoming is much harder than topping ya know!" You whine, but as Natsu grinds up, you too grind down

"Pleaseeee, you're hard too, (n/n)" Natsu chuckles, his rough palms rubbing up your side, his eyes focusing on your waist...

Fuck he loved your waist

"Ha.... Fuck it alright" you chuckle and bend down to kiss your boyfriend with a passionate, looooong kiss, that turned into a make-out

#male reader #gay #x male reader #fanfic #fluff #anime #light smut #gay smut #fairy tail #fairytail x reader #fairytail x male reader #fairy tail x reader #fairy tail x male reader #natsu dragneel #natsu x reader #natsu x male reader

[fumiko-matsubara]

Can I ask for some random Chiba headcanon, please? Like different habits, etc. Thanks a lot :)))

My strictly organized brain is fully incapable of doing random headcanons 😭

But I got a separate ask for that specifically, so I'm just gonna do Chiba's habits for this one, because I have enough to say 💕

I mentioned it in the recent relationship chart, but the most distinct habit Chiba has was mixing English words in every sentence he speaks.

He does know what the Japanese equivalent of those words are, but he just couldn't break out of the habit.

Another distinct habit he could never break out of no matter what, was tucking his hair behind his ears. Be it to keep his hair in place or when he puts something on his head like a hat or beanie.

He was so used to it, that even when he had much shorter hair in high school, he still tucks the non-existent length... then would pause awkwardly when he realizes.

But the shorter hair did unlock a new habit! Which is lightly brushing his bangs aside with his two index fingers whenever they got too in front, since the shorter length now keeps poking at his eyes.

You will never catch this guy standing straight. He either got his arms crossed, on his pockets, his head tiltled slightly to the side, leaning his bodyweight onto one leg at a time, or leaning onto someone's desk with his arms and legs crossed.

He swears at least three times a day. Nakamura noted that the first time is usually on the third period.

It's probably immunity built from from the constant headbanging. But when he's really exhausted, he leans his head all the way back to the point where it should hurt, but it doesn't even if he stayed in that position for over 30 minutes.

He has two types of laughing tone - the deep ass devil giggle and the high pitched witchy cackle, and BOTH are terrifying.

But when he laughs with someone else, Chiba unintentionally mimics their tone the longer he drawls out. It's why he and Nakamura sounded similar sometimes.

And speaking of being similar with Nakamura, they've also got the same laughing habits!

Throwing themselves back that it can be dangerous sometimes, their eyes squinting the wider their grins are to the point that they seriously can't see anything when they laugh, and that one long high pitched "haaaaa..." drawled at the end before they catch their breaths.

He also has the habit of staring intensely at something, be it a coffee mug or a pencil case, whenever he's lost in thought or was zoning out. But these days, it's not as prominent as it was back when he was in elementary.

You will catch him flexing his fingers every now and then. It's a warm-up he always does before playing the guitar, but now he also does it to keep himself grounded whenever he thinks he's losing focus.

People may not see his eyes, but they know when he's actually looking at them. And it's usually when he is paying great attention, when he wants to talk to someone, and when he discreetly shares the same sentiment as the other person.

If Chiba shares a knowing look with someone, it's a sign of deep trust.

As such, he deliberately avoids eye contact when he wants to avoid a topic from being discussed at all cost. Nakamura was the first to figure this out.

Whenever he gathers his thoughts while he's speaking, Chiba would look up and blinks a lot. It's a prominent habit that his classmates discovered after he began showing his eyes more often.

And when that ongoing train of thought just comes to an abrupt stop, he quietly stares into space for at least 10 seconds before he admits he got nothing else to say.

But when he still forces to think even though his mind had already gone blank, his eyes would roll themselves back. People either find this concerning or hilarious, but someone had to stop him nonetheless 😭

He never rests his face. His mouth may look neutral half of the time, but his eyes and eyebrows are constantly controlled to look less strong. It's a learned habit he developed growing up.

He doesn't like pronouncing or typing long words - it's why he uses English and sends reaction stickers instead.

The same goes for names, if it's too long for his liking, watch him shorten it to an embarrassing extent when he believes he's close enough with someone to nickname them. It's why he began calling Muramatsu "Makkun" (which also prompted Kurahashi to start calling him from Muramacchan to Macchan 😂), and the guy was NOT having it lmao

As such, Takebayashi is called Take-kun. But when Chiba found out that he was the one behind that atrocious codename that he absolutely despise with his whole being, he spitefully began calling him Kou-chan ever since (their classmates also began picking up the nickname overtime).

#i mentioned nakamura way too many times in this post I'm going to have to properly tag her 💀 #assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assclass #chiba ryuunosuke #ryuunosuke chiba #nakamura rio #rio nakamura #my headcanon #ask box #ask anon #ask answered #thank you for asking 💜💜

[cantalooprat]

Asteroid

What I Liked

first of all: i was songbaited---时差 and 在你之后 r just godly ost that drew me in even before i knew what asteroid was all about. i remember the first time i saw the thumbnail for 时差 on yt n clicked on it out of curiosity not expecting anything n was just simply captivated by how lovely it is. and i initially didn't quite like 在你之后 but it grew on me so so much and now it's one of my fav danmei audio drama osts, literally can just loop it, it's so tender and bittersweet.

second of all: i was artbaited, bc the audio drama art is also v v nice

and now actually talking abt the plot: wow i actually love ling che as a gong. idk what it is exactly abt him that i like so much. the tsundere-ness? how between-the-lines his romantic actions are? that he wrote so many songs, all for xu tangzhou, and says so confidently that he only falls in love once? this author rly has a way of writing devoted gong types.

and xu tangzhou hhhh so selfish this little guy, lying to ling che to keep the alpha by his side, but like, the poor guy has it hard too, with neglectful parents and his mom straight up threatening to kill herself if he doesn't break up w ling che like wtf? but i love that he remains strong throughout, and that gap moe between his icy-seeming exterior and his sillier, naive side, like he rly didn't expect to get pitted by ppl around him, poor guy

lu chengan and mi fei, god, actually, all the side ships r so good, but these two in particular… when lu chengan met his "high compatibility omega" and chose to hurt himself to keep himself sane, and only sought for mi fei, and how mi fei was just, kind of resigned that ah in the end this is what AB love amounts to, but then he hears that lu chengan is calling for him… now that's true love.

ying chen and qiu yin too wow i loved that little extra about them, how Zero EQ Qiu Yin was "tricked" by ying chen n like he didn't rly express it explicitly but he did seem quite sad when ying chen disappeared for a while haaaaa i want more ultra-rational cold shou like him

qin bao and feng chengyu too, like theyre super… tbh i was more invested in qin bao than their actual relationship but it's interesting too???

the sheer Emotional Turmoil i Felt in the first 20-30 ch when ling che was in Pain bc he thought his ex is back n is acting super unfamiliar w him even though he's still hopelessly in love, and xu tangzhou is just ??????? why is ling che being mean QAQ n then i felt More Turmoil bc xtz started lying n lying bc he wants to keep ling che by his side

tbh i actually like it a lot that the chars aren't rly… perfect. like. these two act kind of like in a dogblood drama (evil parents, train accident, amnesia…) but i am also gharbhooge for liking this sort of mildly dogbloody drama plot

What I Disliked

sad that if they rly went w full fairytale 100% pheromone match end, i wish xu tangzhou's amnesia would also be magically cured when his head got hit. but that's fine, i'll just headcanon that he slowly remembers things as time goes by, and he spends the rest of his life sweetly w ling che

lu chengan and mi fei also deserve an extra, authornim!!!!

Notes

it is cheating that i wrote this before the others but its ok anw i should start like recording when i finish reading these things, 221011

will prob reread when the tl is eventually completed if im still into danmei by then

#cantalooprat reads

[geminidragonjasminealexandra]

"Hes such a gemini haha" what the fuck is wrong with you

I'm a Gemini ♊️? Does that answer your question? Dude... it's cool. We all got issues. Like, Geminis ♊️ may seem so charming and easy-going, but it can be frustrating and challenging not only getting them to listen to you but keeping their attention... Their go-to move when they think they're being disrespected or are feeling hurt is to pretend indifference... you don't know where you stand with them. They're the sign who'd ghost you first. Now top that with ADHD, oof... yeah so imagine someone who tends to forget you the moment you leave the room, but not in a bad way. Just happens cause you're not there constantly reminding them you are there. Partners tend to get mad, thinking that we don't care. We do, but it's like holding a conversation in a loud crowded room. We have a million thoughts and daydreams going through our heads at once. That's why work and art comes first, even with family. We just can't control it, without medication. That's why with Geminis with ADHD, weeeeell, That's a successful combo for work, buuuuut... not so much for desk work or sitting still work... AND you have to be very patient as a relationship partner. ... but then again... I AM SUCH A GEMINI ♊️ HA HA ... HAAAAA... who knows with me and my opinion? 😆

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk

#geminis with adhd #♊️ #gemini #adhd #attention #attention deficit hyperactivity disorder #horoscopes combined with learning disabilities

[rileys-battlecats]

Do you think you could show us the thingy you wrote for The Garden? That you talked about in the new video? If not that's fine, but I'm very interested

I was gonna use screenshots, but i realized that if anyone was using a text-speech thing it wouldn’t work for them, so I just copied and pasted it!

Some of this stuff isn’t really what I ended up doing in the video; like in the original script here, Mudpaw was a lot more explicit in his planning of killing Wrentail, while in the final version, he’s more of just attacking out of frustration, and the kill is more spur-of-the-moment!

Tear it down, tear it down around my head

(Looking at clan/camp)

I need you to bury this beneath my bed

(Mentor in frame: Wrentail)

The crows in the garden are laughing at my expense

(crows appear, mudpaw snarls at them)

Drowning out all the lies that I might have told instead

(Looking somber, regretful? of outburst. The birds are both a distraction and lie, symbol of all his troubles. They mock him and he hates it, but then hates that he hates so much. he doesn’t know what to do with all his anger.)

My stone, my shield, my steady hand

(Flash to combat training with the other apprentices; wide shot of training ground, then close up of apprentices, then focus on mudpaw, chin tipped down looking at the others/crouching)

Hahahaha-ahahahaha-ahahahaha-haaaaa

(4 shots on beat. Maybe training? The others’ good relationships vs his?)

Hold your light to the darkness in my head

(Something something apprentices/other mentors are light, then he’s staring at Wrentail, maybe unsheathes his claws?)

Put your ear to my heart or set your teeth against my throat

(He’s desperate for someone to notice him hurting; either look and listen to his pain or kill him, cause otherwise he’s gonna do something he’s not sure he should. I Have No Clue How To Illustrate This.)

Give me something pretty to wear beneath my blood-stained clothes

(He wants to be something better than he is, but isn’t sure how. Show him how to be better, see his cry for help)

My darling, the devil knows my name

(Murder time decided; zoom in shot of Wrentail from Mudpaw’s POV, switch to straight shot of Mud’s face, going sort of emotionless)

Oh...

(Maybe a throw back to the dead birds of the first vid? Staring down at his bloody claws and the mangled bird beneath them. Connections between Wrentail and prey.)

Lay me down, pour the dirt into our bed

(Walking together, reminiscent of Johnny animatic. This time, Mudpaw’s face is just a teensie bit murderous.)

Tell the crows they can have their pound of flesh

(Over the shoulder shot from Wrentail, mudpaw with a VERY intense look on his face behind him. He snarls, and leaps at Wrentail)

The ghosts at the window echo all our quiet prayers

(Tussling;)

When they come for us, they'll come with hammers and nails

(mudpaw slips over the edge of a waterfall, but Wrentail catches him, and pulls him up)

(Wrentail stands there panting, still angry but like. He’s not gonna let his apprentice fall off a cliff cause he’s frustrated.)

My darling, the devil knows my name

(Mud’s POV; looks up at Wrentail, looks at cliff. BYE BYE WRENTAIL. Right off the falls. this is THE climax, gotta make the shots dynamic and punchy)

My name

(Standing looking over the edge, Mudpaw’s face is blank, with wide eyes. He can’t really process what he just did)

My name

(Closer look at Mudpaw’s face. Eyes are still wide, shock and sort of numb. He really did it.)

Instrumental

(Mudpaw bringing other cats to where Wrentail fell, dragging the body into camp, warriors mourn and a few approach mudpaw to offer comfort. He has no idea what to do with this. He’s lied about what happened, and everyone is finally looking at him, noticing his hurt, but they aren’t seeing what’s really there, are they? They sit vigil)

Get on your knees and dig up the garden

(Burying Wrentail, mudpaw is helping dig. The same way he dug the graves for all the small birds he killed before: burying his shame.)

Won’t you throw down that spade and

(Wrentail is buried, patting the dirt down)

Dig up the garden, darling?

(Other cats give more condolences and comfort to mudpaw, and then leave)

Get your hands dirty and rip up the garden

(Shots of birds surrounding the grave and mudpaw. Flash to his face, he looks conflicted, and confused.)

Won't you cut down that apple tree for me?

(Shots of Mudpaw’s back, sitting by the grave, emotion indecipherable. Cut to black.)

#ask #not sure how to tag this #video process #?? #anyway this script saved my life and i need to remember to do this with every big project i do

[yarichin-imagines]

Can I request how the gang bang would have happened if yuri didn’t save the reader? That yuri fic was just 🤌🤌*chefs kiss* but my mind kept wandering to the what if...

Haaaaa. Bet! - yari

TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT / GANG RAPE, blood kink (if you squint), dacryphilia (oil immersion)

“Please! Yuri, help me! Don’t let them-”

Your cries fell on deaf ears, a maniacal laughter filling your own. It was hard to tell if was Yuri's; you hoped not, but the pitch seemed all distorted. Your senses were overwhelmed as Tamura pulled you gruffly against him. He forced his leg between yours, pressing his thigh against you.

"Nggh, she even smells good!" he grunted in your ear as he wriggled his pants to his ankles.

More hands had made quick work of your clothes and your head snapped back on the whims of a sharp tug on your hair. Akemi, his nose ghosting across the now exposed skin of your neck as his teeth carved into the flesh, shifted over so Tamura could adjust his grip, and Itome could grope your ass.

"Move over," Shikatani groused. "I want her throat."

"Shika-kun, that's no way to ask her, is it?" Itome nudged Shika forward. The latter wrung his hands in front of him, pink spreading across his cheeks.

As he bent forward, licking your mouth open, he asked you in a voice like sugared honey. "Let me fuck your throat?"

You let out a groan, unsure even yourself of whether it was a denial or an affirmation.

The cup of your bra was digging into the meat of your breast. You whined. Tamura sighed, yanking the garment down around your true waist. In one motion, you swerved through the steamy air, and landed on top of Tamura on the couch, leaving Yuri behind you.

"Y-Yuri-kun," you whimpered, your hands fumbling behind you to pull him closer for just a moment's comfort.

"Shh, shhh, shh!" he hummed with a squeal, an arm snaking up your chest. His hands found your throat, and while one gave you a soft squeeze, the other pried your lips apart. You hadn't realized how much saliva had pooled on your tongue, the fluid spilling past your lips and around Yuri's slender figures much to his delight.

Tamura pulled your weight against him once more, bouncing you on his lap as he swirled his tongue around the shell of your ear.

Your head fell forward. Yuri's fingers slipping from your mouth. You felt yourself clench against Tamura's muscular thigh, your hips inching back and forth. You heard him chuckle.

"Finally coming around, eh? It'll be easier if you don't struggle too much, hurts less that way."

Warm lips peppered across your shoulders, soon joined while at the nape of your neck by Yuri's tongue, the cool steel ball of his piercing sending a jolt of shivers up your spine, but Tamura's vice on your hips and Yuri's grips on your arms kept you from giving out on them.

As spots of black danced in your periphery and tears pricked at your eyes, you realized Akemi, who had Itome on his knees already, and Shikatani were all beside you.

"What's that now? The loser finally broke?" Akemi's hand replaced Yuri's, turning your head to face your seniors. "Poor thing. Better learn to pace yourself. After all, we're just getting started."

His index finger tapped your cheek. You were running on an unknown instinct, something dark and animalistic, your most feral desires overpowering rational thought. You opened your mouth wider, as far as you could, and Shikatani tilted his hips forward, sliding his cock into the awaiting orifice and beginning to fuck your throat with reckless abandon.

Who were you if you couldn't even let out one last scream before he did, one last prayer that it would all relent? Instead you felt a cold sensation around your bud; Yuri lubing you up with his thumb so he could take you, the sweat from his chest practically gluing him to your back. Then came Tamura's thick fingers scissoring inside you, and when the pads of his first two fingers curled, brushing across the soft spongey wall, you were gone.

"Likey, likey," Yuri sang.

You tried to reply, the only noise coming out a gargle of your own spit as your tongue lolled out the side of your mouth.

"Huh?" he taunted, pulling you off of Shikatani. "Want something?"

Shikatani blows before you can even think to answer, his mess streaking across your face. While Yuri pushed Shikatani's cum further into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it, the warm head of his cock pushed past your rim, and as you gasped, your eyes screwing shut, Tamura took the opportunity to tuck into your front, bucking into you inch by torturous inch before growing impatient and yanking you down on him.

Each push from Tamura was met by a pull from Yuri, their rhythms so in sync you could tell the only first here was yours. Yuri's nails scratched at your scalp and raked down your arms to pinch your nipples, even twisting them just to hear how pretty you sounded when you cried their names.

At the feeling of their dicks brushing each other through your gummy pink, Tamura bit down hard on your lip and soon the taste of iron mingled with your spit. Tamura licked across your lips with a feral fervor that could only make you moan, finally succumbing to the ecstasy of the overstimulation.

"Careful, Tamu-kun," Akemi calls, his voice lighter now that Itome's got his nose right against his pubes, tongue slurping at his balls. "If she thinks she's being punished, our little pet will run away. . ."

"Nah," Tamura wheezed, thrusting up once more before he gave you his load. "She won't go anywhere if she knows what's good for her."

As you glanced down at the space where you and Tamura were connected, watching his thick, creamy cum drip out from your hole around his softening cock, you could only hum in content satisfaction and blissful agreement before Yuri followed his lead.

#ybc #tw: gang rape #tw: blood kink if you squint #admin yari

[girl-in-the-tower]

CHAPTER I

Ramshackle Dorm - Birthday Party Venue

Kore: Woah, to think the ghosts would go all out like this just for today! Even though I told them that they didn't have to bother with it, they wouldn't listen, at all... It's... It's kind of embarrassing to be fussed over like this! If it was Grim I would have understood but this, uh...

Ah! And I'm supposed to have a guest over today as well! Hm, I guess some tea should be in order... maybe some cakes as well... I wonder if there's any sugar left...

Ace: Yo!

Kore: Ah, just a moment- Oh, it's just you, Ace.

Ace: Ha? What's that supposed to mean? 'It's just you'? It's super rude to greet your dear guest like this, you know?

Kore: Is that so? But calling you a guest is...

Ace: What's that?

Kore: Hm...

Ace: Well, doesn't matter because my feelings were hurt either way! So I'll help myself to this krumkake to make myself feel better! Let's dig in~

Kore: Hey, that- Aaah, that was meant to be for Grim. He kept complaining all day yesterday that he should have a cake all to himself too since it's a special day so I woke up extra early just to make it for him. Now he's gonna be mad...

Ace: Haa? A whole cake just for that furball? You've got to be kidding me!

Kore: What are you talking about? You know how much he likes krumkake.

Ace: Nah, I doubt there's really anything that guy won't eat... But that's not the point. You're spoiling him too much. He's gotten really fat, you know?

Kore: It's fine. I still make sure he exercises and he looks cute round like that too, so it's not a problem.

Ace: No, I definitely still think there's something wrong here. Mainly with your head.

Kore: Haaaaaaa, you wanna pick a figh-

Ace: Oh, I almost forgot! Here you go!

Kore: ... What's this?

Ace: Isn't it obvious?

Kore: Well... Huh? Wait a minute- That can't-!

Ace: Ta-da! It's a limited edition Griffons varsity jacket that's been all the rage with Magift meatheads like you~

Kore: No way!! This is- This is-

Ace: Cool, righ- Hey!! Don't jump on me like that! You almost knocked me off the chair!

Kore: Sorry, hahaha! I was so happy I just couldn't contain myself! To think that I would be able to actually get my hands onto something so valuable!

Ace: Yeah, we figured you'd like i-

Kore: This season has really been a blessing from above for them, you know? Everybody is in top shape and playing at their best! I heard their new manager actually made them go through this super difficult training regime that has been working wonders for them. Though it's only speculation so far!

Ace: Uh, Kor-

Kore: If you ask me, it's definitely also thanks to those new brooms that they ordered for the team. The wood is apparently from the Valley of Thorns and super-resistant so they go all out without worrying about breaking them. For the moves that the team is pulling, they really need that propulsion time! Even a second helps when you're in a headlock. I remember back in the vs Mandrakes game that they switched brooms in between-

Ace: Heeeeey! You Magift boar woman! Can you hear me?

Kore: Wh-Why are you yelling like that?! I'm right next to you!

Ace: Haaaa, when you start talking about Magift you might as well be in a completely different world... No wonder they all think of you as the Magift Encyclopedia. I bet you have hundreds of useless pieces of information like that stuck in your head.

Kore: You-! Huh? What's this?

Ace: A-Ah! That!

Kore: It's rice pudding- Ah! It's homemade from the Mountains!

Ace: Hm? Ah, ye-yeah... That came with the jacket...

Kore: Eh? They put pudding in jackets when they sell them?!

Ace: O-Obviously! Don't tell me you didn't know? Bwahaha, man, you sure are clueless...

Kore: ... It's my favourite flavour too...

CHAPTER II

Ace: Alright, next to the first question!

Kore: Eh?! Question?! Is this a quiz of some kind?!

Ace: I guess you could think of it like that, so anyway- Your first question as today's birthday girl issssss: "If you were stuck on a deserted island, who would you take with you?" Hm, here it says that you can't pick members of your own dorm, but given that you guys don't even have a dorm, I'm not sure that the restriction applies. Not that it matters since you wouldn't choose Grim anyway, right?

Kore: Huh? Why not?

Ace: You're serious?! You'd pick that furball?! Hey, we're talking about a deserted island here so think carefully! Don't you want to get off it?!

Kore: Well, obviously I would... But...

Ace: But?

Kore: I can do that on my own.

Ace: Huh?

Kore: Survival is all about securing shelter, food and formulating an escape plan. If it's a deserted island I assume there would be some fauna and animals too, so we could feed ourselves through fruit gathering and hunting. It might be hard if we don't have any tools, however, but I think Grim's claws would be sharp enough to cut through the skin and meat fairly easily. I make sure he takes good care of them after all.

Ace: I-I see...

Kore: If there's no drinkable water then we'll have to boil some from the sea in order to deal with the thirst. Grim's flames, when properly utilized, would be able to do such a thing. Not to mention that he could start fires to keep us warm at night and to cook food to sustain us! Also, it could be a great emergency signal if we end up at sea and need rescuing.

Ace: You want to use him as a flare?!

Kore: That sounds so mean! I would only do that as a last resort, however! Grim's pretty sensitive about having his belly scratched so I wouldn't do anything to make him uncomfortable like that!

Ace: Haaaa, I get it, I get it! So you're saying that the furball has his practical uses too. But I can't help but worry about some flaws...

Kore: Flaws?

Ace: No matter how much you feed that glutton, his stomach will never be full, you know! Whatever provisions you managed to gather, he's sure to inhale them with the first occasion!

Kore: Wah- That's a horrible thing to say! There's no way my Grim is so selfish!

Ace: My Grim?! What is he?! Your child?! And he's totally selfish, you know!!

Kore: HAAAAA?! ARE YOU REALLY PICKING A FIGHT WITH ME?!

Ace: Ca-Calm down!! I take it back, ok?! You can bring the furball with you!

Kore: Hmph.

Ace: Seriously, getting this angry over that cat...

Kore: Isn't that normal? Grim is my special person, after all!

Ace: SPECIAL PERSON?!

Kore: The person you care for a lot, like they're part of you, right? Like Cay-senpai said!

Ace: I-I see, so that's...

Kore: Being on a deserted island isn't ideal, but at the end of the day I know I can be ok on my own. Farmwork, housework - those are things that I'm used to from the Mountains. Life isn't so easy back home, but we all make do with what we can - magic or no magic. Even if I'm stuck in a bad situation, I can manage to get through so I don't need anybody else.

Well, that's what I thought before I came to this place anyway...

Ace: ...

Kore: Besides you're wrong about something!

Ace: Huh?

Kore: In order to survive it's not just physical attributes that are important, but mental ones as well. And in that case, Grim has the real trump card!

Ace: He-He does?!

Kore: Mm! You see, Grim, he... has the cutest paws and the fluffiest fur in the world!

Ace: HUH?!

Kore: Mm! Every time I feel like giving up or am reaching the end of the rope, all I'd have to do is give his paw pads a little squeeze or lay on his tummy and my mood would instantly clear up again! In a situation full of despair like that it would make a world of difference, you know?

Ace: SO HE'S THERE JUST FOR MORAL SUPPORT?!

Kore: Well, that too! It's important after all!

Ah, this pudding is really good actually...

CHAPTER III

Ace: Haaaa, I give up... Your boar mind is way too difficult to understand...

Kore: HUH?!

Ace: Anyway, let's get on with our next question and- Ah.

Kore: Hm? What is it? You suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence. Did the falcon get your tongue, hehe?

Ace: It's a cat, not a falcon! And I only stopped because- uh...

Kore: What?

Ace: "You're offered the chance to pick another dorm, which one would you choose?"

Kore: ...

Ace: I swear, that Headmaster doesn't even think of these questions at all...

Kore: Yeah, there's no way I can answer that...

Ace: I figured. So instead! "Please share your opinions on the dorms!"

Kore: Ah!

Ace: Nice, right? You can definitely count on me when it comes to quick thinking, you know?

Kore: ... I guess.

Ace: You guess?!

Kore: I'll start with Diasomnia then!

Ace: Hey, don't ignore-

Kore: Hm, I'm not really sure about the atmosphere there but- Don't you think that their interior decor is pretty fancy? I haven't seen stuff like that in magazines for quite a while, so I feel like it's definitely something that must have required a lot of work! It's kinda dreary though, what will the windows not letting enough light and the greenery around it could stand to be looked after better, hm...

Ace: So you're only interested in the decor, huh? Alright, what about Ignihyde?

Kore: It's too technological.

Ace: Huh, I guess that you're right. For somebody like you, it would really be a struggle living there...

Kore: ...

It's even more depressing than Diasomnia, so I feel like I would be stuck in a bad mood without enough sunlight, you know? Though I must admit, it really is super clean inside! That's a very important detail! Clean homes are necessary for good health!

Ace: There you go again, sounding like a mom... Next is Pomefiore!

Kore: IT'S SUPER FLASHY!

Ace: I know~?

Kore: No, no, you don't get it! It's so flashy it actually scares me! All that pomp and glamour! The rugs themselves look like something from the fall collection that sold out about twenty years ago and the chandeliers are bound to be at least four times Theo's salary! Walking through those hallways is like stepping on opulence! A continuous loop of flashiness!

Ace: HEY! Get a hold of yourself! Let's go over to- Ah, Scarabia...

Kore: It's so hot there!!

Ace: Oh, yeah, you're super weak to heat so you'd definitely hate it there. Right?

Kore: Mm, hate is... I think that if it was the old me, I would never have even stepped in there. But now I feel like... Yeah! I definitely think that I can give it another try! Scarabia is pretty rich too, but it feels more homely? There's a lot of people gathered around and there are banquets and feasts pretty often too. It's always lively and warm... In a way, I imagine that's what a home would feel like...

Ace: ...

Kore: I can't say the same for Octavinelle however. Hmph!

Ace: Bwahaha, that's true. It really feels like you'd get scammed in there pretty quick.

Kore: Not even that! But building a dorm underwater? I admit the decor is pretty nice and classy, but the atmosphere is too cold! There's a lot of types that I can't get along with at all so it would definitely be a miserable time for me. No, I definitely don't want to set foot there ever again!

Ace: I totally get it~ All that commotion after the exams was enough for me too. Guess the same goes for Savanaclaw too, then?

Kore: ...

Ace: HA?!

Kore: I-I refuse to believe that anybody who loves Magift is a bad person!

Ace: There's that meathead in you talking again! Are you seriously that obsessed with it?! I feel like there's a sickness that applies in this case!!

Kore: He-Hey!! That's way too- I understand that what they did was bad, and I definitely haven't forgiven Kingscholar-senpai yet, but there are definitely good points to them as well! I think!

Ace: So you're not even sure?!

Kore: A-Anyway, as for Heartslaybyul-

Ace: Don't go changing the subject!

Kore: - if I had to pick that would be my favourite.

Ace: Huh?

Kore: I love Scarabia too, a lot, but at the end of the day all that rich atmosphere is scary. I really don't feel like I would belong there at all. I'd stick out like a sore thumb among everybody else - more than usual at the very least. But in Heartslaybyul, even if Rosehearts-senpai is strict, I feel like everybody is sort of content with the oddness. There's not much that stands out about it, but I think that's what makes it so appealing, you know?

Ace: ... So... what you're saying... Is that we're a shabby dorm full of weirdoes?

Kore: I-I wouldn't go that far...

Ace: But that's the gist of it, isn't it?!

Kore: Ummmmm...

Ace: ... Alright, I get it.

Kore: Huh?

Ace: You know, it just so happens that there's one more thing I have to tell you about.

Kore: One more thing?

Ace: Yup! You see, there's this tradition where the presenter has to give the 'gift of fortune' in order to make sure this ends up being a great birthday! And it just so happens that you're lucky enough to have me here today to deliver the goods~

Kore: Huh? What are you-

[SPLATTER]

Kore: ...

Ace: BWAHAHA, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST STOOD THERE LIKE THAT!

Kore: ...

Ace: Oh man, the look on your face is hilarious! Oh, let me take a quick picture to show the others too!

Kore: ...

Ace: Ok, so then- He-Hey! Don't- AUGH! MY FOREHEAD!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #kore hightower #twist oc #twist #twisute oc #twisute #ace trappola #heartslaybyul #birthday event

[trashyswitch]

Oh For Fox Sake!

Michael didn't expect to be given a completely separate job besides the technician job he signed up for in Circus Baby's Pizza World. Now he's sitting in an office with animatronics hunting them down. One of the animatronics happens to be another foxy abbreviation. But this one...gives him many mixed emotions...

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous person on Tumblr. Whoever you are: I hope you enjoy!

Also, I had no clue what gender to make Lolbit. So, I just gave Lolbit the pronouns they/them/it and followed it throughout. Please let me know if I mistyped anywhere! I'll try to fix it right away.

Michael was sitting in the small private office that had been hidden in the side of one of the PizzaPlex’s auditoriums. He had been working at the Pizzeria as a technician, and was just now given a few security guard shifts. This office was surprisingly a little bigger than the vents. It was also much more darker, and had PizzaPlex merchandise hidden on the table. It even had a black fan roaring away on the desk. Learning from general online rumors, every office that was built within every building made by Fazbear Entertainment, would have Fazbear merchandise and a fan. Some person named [Fitz-coward] on a public chat room called it the ‘Fazfan’. A few other people had given their own opinion on the ‘fazfan’ and even made jokes about it. It was kinda funny at first. But now that it had relevance on a personal level, it actually made sense.

It’s amazing what a few bouts of curiosity will lead you to find…And those poor guys...They’ve probably dealt with so much fear after that job.

Michael checked the tablet and checked the cameras that were available to him. He had to keep an eye on a couple specific animatronics such as Ennard, Funtime Freddy with tiny Bonbon, and Lolbit. Michael hadn’t even heard of Lolbit until this point. Who in the heck was Lolbit?! Only when he saw the orange animatronic staring at him through the hall camera, did he get his answer. It looked to be a twin version of Funtime Foxy. But was it Foxy’s brother? Or sister? What gender even was it? Now that he thought about it: What gender is Foxy?!

Michael heard sounds coming from the left hallway, and noticed that Lolbit was back with its jaw open and ready to crush. Michael bit his lip and closed the door on it. Out of this room! Begone! Scat! Leeeeaaave! He was not in the mood for Lolling around.

Hehehe...Lolling…

Michael looked at the hallways and groaned. Ennard’s broken body was on his way too. Wonderful… Michael kept his hand on the open door and made sure to leave some time to close it on the evil monstrosity. Michael looked over at the other hallway, and noticed that Lolbit was gone. So closed went the right door, and open went the left. Ennard was now locked out, and Lolbit was long gone.

Michael smiled and checked the right door to make sure Ennard was unable to get in. When he was sure, Michael relaxed slightly.

One thing Michael noticed was just how quickly the day seemed to be going. It was already 3:30 and the animatronics were being at least a little more behaved. It’s weird and usually worrisome whenever he does anything involving the animatronics. Whether it’s a loving animatronic like Funtime Freddy and BonBon, or a vengeful animatronic like Ennard, Michael didn’t wanna have anything to do with either. He’s seen enough of the animatronics behaviour to say “I’m out”.

And yet...here he was: back at it again with more shifts.

Hearing sounds, Michael closed the left door again. But suddenly, an ear-deafening bang overwhelmed Michael’s ears.

A few seconds later, another loud bang went off.

...And another.

One last bang filled his pain-filled ears as the huge metal door he closed earlier, started to fall in front of him. Michael shrieked and covered his ears, watching in horror as the huge door came crashing down just inches in front of him. Michael was visibly shaking from the super loud noises. His ears were ringing as well. It was like a gun just went off beside his ear multiple times!

Just as the metal sound slowly stopped echoing throughout the room, some loud and boyish laughter filled the office. “HOHAHAHAHAha! Now I bet you weren’t ex-xpecting ME, now WERE you? OhOHOHOhahaha!” a manic voice asked.

Michael widened his eyes in horror as he scooted to the corner of the room. “No...NO!”

“Oh YES! HAHAHAHAhah! You-u RECOGNIZE ME! DONTCHA?” They asked.

Michael grabbed his flashlight and started flashing it nonstop into the animatronic’s eyes. “Get out of here! This is MY private spot!”

Lolbit walked closer and hit the flashlight right out of his hands. “Su-Such a BAAABY…” Lolbit muttered out loud. “Hmmm...Maybe try ha-A-A-arder next time! HAHAhaHAHAHaha!” It suggested.

“I DID try harder! YOU’RE the one who broke the door down!” Michael argued.

The animatronic looked down and chuckled awkwardly. “O-Oh yeah! I forgot about tha-A-at!” It reacted.

Michael sighed. “Just please Lolbit...Go.”

The animatronic smiled and walked closer and closer to Michael just to spite him. “Since WHE-E-EN could you tell ME what to do? You’ve got qui-I-I-ite the NERVE!” Lolbit reacted.

“Yeah, I do! And I learned it on my own, thank you very much.” Michael added.

“My My! Such a ta-A-A-alker! I wonder: Does that mo-0-O-outh of yours have a benefit?” Lolbit asked.

“Sometimes. I could use it to lead you away so that I don’t end up dying tonight.” Michael reworded.

“HAhahahAHAHAha! Be ca-A-areful what you wi-I-I-ish for~!” Lolbit teased.

Michael raised an eyebrow.

Lolbit knelt down and picked up Michael by the armpits. Michael shrieked in horror and quickly started wiggling and fighting it. “HEY! GET OFF ME! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!” Michael shouted.

“Haaaaa...And what will you do-O-O if I DON’T?” Lolbit asked with a sly voice.

“I’ll-I’ll tickle you!” Michael shot back without even properly thinking.

Lolbit widened its eyes and stared at Michael.

“Y-Yeah! I’ll do it! I’m not afraid to tickle you!” Michael added, adding wiggling fingers as he went along with it. “Unless you’re not ticklish…”

Lolbit stared off into the space within Michael’s eyes, and only blinked once out of awkwardness...Then, the fox full on dropped Michael where he was. Michael grunted as he landed on his butt onto the slightly dusty ground.

“Ow…” Michael muttered. “Wait, really?” Michael reacted suddenly. Lolbit turned right around and started to speed walk their way outta there. But Michael quickly pulled himself together and grabbed Lolbit’s foot. “Gotcha!”

“aAAA-A-A-AAAH! HEY! I LET YOU GO!” Lolbit yelled at him.

“Yeah, and that made me curious!” Michael replied. “I might’ve been originally joking when I said that. But the moment you dropped me and tried to run, I HAD to find out if animatronics were ticklish.” Michael told it. “Or, if they can simulate being ticklish.” Michael added. “Same difference in my opinion.”

Lolbit leaned against the wall and shook their leg. “Get off me-E-E!” it yelled.

“No way!” Michael replied. He took advantage of the exposed foot and skittered his fingers on it. “Tickle tickle~”

Lolbit shrieked with voice glitches in between, and threw Michael right off the leg with a strong kick. Michael went flying, and ended up hitting his back against the wall on the other side of the office. Michael groaned and laid on his back for a moment, trying to make sure he didn’t break his back or injure it further. When Michael could feel his legs and see his feet reacting to his movements, Michael sat back up and stood. “Ow...All that because you’re sensitive?” Michael asked.

Lolbit pointed at him. “Stop that!” It ordered. “O-Or I’ll get you back!” Lolbit warned.

Michael looked at himself and smirked. “Sounds like a sacrifice worth taking in my opinion!” Michael sprinted up to Lolbit and dove for them. Lolbit shrieked like a freaking witch, and tried to run away. But Michael had an unfair headstart and had managed to grab hold of its orange and white tail! “LE-e-ET GO-”

Michael managed to shut up the fox with a single squeeze to the side. It helped that Lolbit came with curvy, dented plates on both lower sides! Cause otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have been able to squeeze there.

“HEheheEHEHEY! HAHANDS OHOHohohOFF!” Lolbit yelled.

“Why would I do that when I have a ticklish fox in my arms?” Michael asked back. “This is fun!”

Lolbit shook their head. “IHIHIS NAHAhahaAHAHAT!”

Michael chuckled. “A little reminder that you kicked me across the room just a couple minutes ago. You are much stronger than me. So if you really hated it So MuCh…” Michael moved his fingers up to the middle ribs- “You could easily stop me.” Michael concluded.

“IHIHIT’S A-A-AGAINST MY COHOHODE TOHO HUHURT YOHOHOHOU!” Lolbit yelled.

“Is it now?” Michael asked. “It’s against my code to damage you even minorly! We both have the same laws.” Michael admitted. “And yet: you’ve kicked me already. So you would’ve already ‘hurt’ me. But notice this: no one gave you a controlled shock for throwing me. Therefore:” Michael moved to Lolbit’s orange belly. “Yooouuu kinda like it~”

Lolbit squealed and doubled over. Sensing they were gonna fall, Lolbit pushed Michael out of the way and allowed itself to flop onto its side. “Nohoho...Nohoho moho-O-ohore.” Lolbit begged.

Michael fell a bit backwards, but didn’t hit the ground very hard this time. He got up and looked at Lolbit with interest. “You...saved me.” Michael reacted.

“You’re a hu-U-U-uman! Of COURSE I saved you!” Lolbit opened its jaw. “Ihihi-I-I would be in big trouble if I-i-I damaged you under my care.” Lolbit admitted.

Michael smiled at that. “Thanks for saving me from being crushed.” Michael told it.

Lolbit giggled. “Are you ca-A-alling me fat?” Lolbit asked jokingly.

Michael widened his eyes and covered his mouth. “NO! NO WAY! I would never call you fat! ESPECIALLY intentionally!” Michael reacted loudly.

Lolbit bursted out laughing. “HAHAHAhahahahAHAHA! Yohohou’re so GULLiBLE! It’s HI-i-ILARIOUS!” Lolbit reacted, leaning over and laughing towards the ground.

Michael smirked. “You wanna laugh, huh? Alright! Let’s laugh.” Michael crawled back up to the fox and grabbed the ankle. Lolbit’s giggles quickly paused and were replaced with shrieked of artificial fear! “Wa-A-ait!” Lolbit yelled.

Michael started tickling the underside of the feminine-looking foot almost right away. Lolbit started kicking their other foot and covered its snout as it laughed with glitches in between. “HEHEHEHE-e-EHEY! NAHAHAT THEHEheheheHEHEHERE!” Lolbit protested.

“Why not? Ticklish foot, much?” Michael teased.

“Whahahahat dohoho YOHOhoHOU THIHI-i-IHINK?!” Lolbit shot back.

Michael gasped and paused for a moment. “You’ve got quite the NERVE!” Michael reacted, referencing Lolbit’s words from earlier. Michael even made his voice slightly scratchy and higher to make it sound similar to Lolbit’s for the next words: “Such a BAAABY…”

Lolbit bursted out laughing more. “AAHAHAHAHahahaHAHA! THAHAT WA-a-AHAS TEHEHERRIBLE!” Lolbit reacted.

“Oh! Was it now?” Michael reacted. He moved up to Lolbit’s cute, flat and decorated toes. “It couldn’t have been THAT bad, could it?” Michael teased.

Lolbit threw their head back and started letting out fits of glitchy cackles. “NOHOHOHO-o-o-OHOHOhohoho! TOHOHO-o-O MUHU-H-H-huhuHUHuch!” Lolbit yelled to him.

Michael just laughed with them. “Wohohow! Your laugh is going all over the place! It doesn’t know what it’s doing!” Michael teased, pausing his tickling to show them. “It’s up here! Then it’s down here! It goes from SO LOUD, TO super soft...soooo soft...And THEN IT JUMPS UP AGAIN!” Michael teased much more dramatically.

Lolbit shook their head back and forth and kept kicking their other foot. “IHIHI CAHahahahaAHAHAn’T HEHE-e-E-e-EHEHELP IHIhihIHIHIT!” Lolbit yelled back.

“Well duh! Of course you can’t help it! It’s like my snorting! I can’t help it either! But it’s still funny!” Michael added.

Lolbit gently pushed Michael away with its foot on his chest. “Ohohokahay, thahat’s ehe-E-ehehenough.” Lolbit ordered.

“Ey ey, captain.” Michael replied with a salute.

“Hehehey now: I ain’t the captain around here.” Lolbit sat up and looked at Michael. “Foxy is the legenda-A-ary captain aro-O-O-ound these parts!” Lolbit mentioned.

“Really now?” Michael reacted.

“Yeah! AhehEHEHEhehehe! Indeed he is! He’s a version of the original! A family of Foxy’s! I’m more of a-A-a second-in-command!” Lolbit admitted.

“You’re still important though. I think you’re still important.” Michael mentioned.

Lolbit’s ears perked up. “Hey! Thanks ki-I-id! You’re quite swell yerself!” Lolbit replied.

Michael smiled. “Thank you.”

The two of them sat in silence for a bit. It was a good silence, though a little uncomfortable. They just didn’t really know what to say. Lolbit’s break-in was a success, and Michael’s questions were already answered.

Though there was one last question…

“Hey Lolbit?” Michael asked. Lolbit looked up at Michael and lifted their ears up a little. “How come I haven’t seen you until now?” Michael asked.

Lolbit’s ears and snout both fell at that question. Lolbit tapped their orange fingernail on the ground as they came up with an answer. “Well...Foxy wa-A-as adored more by kids. Kids L-L-loved a purple and pink fox better than an orange fox.” Lolbit replied.

Michael’s curious face morphed into a hurt expression.

“And I didn’t mat-AT-atch the other guys.” Lolbit added.

Michael frowned at that. “Well, Circus Baby doesn’t match the general aesthetic either.” Michael added.

Lolbit looked at Michael out of the corner of its black, void eyes. “Circus Baby is-s dangerous. She-E broke the rule. She no-NO-no longer entertains.” Lolbit admitted.

Michael hummed curiously. He began to wonder what exactly Circus Baby did to get so badly in trouble. But, knowing his father and his motives…

Maybe it’s a good thing he doesn’t know the specifics.

Lolbit looked back up at Michael. “I ha-A-ave a question.” They told him. Michael looked up and gave Lolbit his full attention. “Is it tru-TrUE that you snort when you laugh?” Lolbit asked.

Michael’s eyes widened as he processed the question. Oh no…

Michael quickly tried to scoot back and run away. But Lolbit was one step ahead of him. Lolbit had grabbed Michael’s ankle and had pulled him closer. “Hey now! HAHAheheheHaHA!” Lolbit put their hands around his waist. “You’re not go-GOing ANYWHERE! HEheheHEHEHEE!” Lolbit declared, laughing themself silly as they used their dark eyes to scan for tickle spots. “You had your at-AT-attack! Now it’s MY TU-TURN! AHUHUHuhuhUHUHUUU!” Lolbit declared proudly. Lolbit immediately started out with quick scratches on the belly. “Tickle tickle s-security guard~” Lolbit teased.

Michael squealed and covered his mouth in an attempt to prevent any laughs or snorts from coming out. Lolbit noticed this and immediately pinned one of Michael’s arms above his head. “AhahahaHAHAHAAA! No che-CHE-cheating on my watch!” Lolbit declared. “And just for that:” Lolbit started tickling in Michael’s now vulnerable armpit.

Michael threw his head back and LAUGHED! “BAHAAAHAHAHAhahaha! NAHAT THEHEHERE! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Michael yelled.

“Oooooh! Why not? HEHEHEhehehe! Ti-TI-ticklish armpit, much?” Lolbit teased, saying the same thing Michael used on him. “I guess you could sa-say THIS ticklish spot is u-UNDER investigation~” Lolbit said as the fox poked its finger further into Michael’s armpit.

Michael whined. “Thahahat Whahahas TEHEHEHERRIBLE!” Michael complained.

“Wo-Would you say it was punny?” lolbit asked. Or maybe…” Lolbit poked Michael’s shoulder- “Huuuumerus~?”

Michael shook his head and pushed against his snout. “STAHAHAHAP!”

“Wow! I didn’t know my jo-jokes were so…” Lolbit moved their fingers to Michael’s ribs and started digging and skittering. “Riiib-tickling~! AHAHAhahahahaHUUUU!”

Michael threw his head back and cackled loudly with snorts mixed in.

“Oh WOOOW! You really DO SNORT! You-ou must be the life of the PARTY! Or maybe even the life of the PORKY~?” Lolbit teased.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Michael shouted at him.

“HAHAhahaHAHA! Why would I do that when I could ke-keep making animal jokes?” Lolbit asked rhetorically as they moved their metal nails up and down the ribs. “Be-Besides: Fazbear Entertainment should have made me-ME a parrot! Cause I am a HOOT! I KEET you not!” Lolbit teased.

Michael growled and shook his head. “IHIHIHI HAHAHAHATE THEHEHEM!” Michael shouted. “THEHEHEY’RE SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAD!”

“Hate them?! But look!” Lolbit poked his mouth. “You‘re smil-iling! And you’re laughing at them! And tha-that with your piggy snorts mixed in, is a real tweet~! Ahahaha!” Lolbit joked.

Lolbit narrowed its eyes and brought its snout closer to Michael. “Ohoho...Excuse me- does it look like I ha-HA-have a black beard to you?!” Lolbit reacted all sassy. Michael giggled more at the fox’s reaction. “Ooooh...You’re trying to toy with the robot! I seeee says the blind man!” Lolbit reacted. Lolbit started tickling Michael’s sides this time. “And I feeeel your fingers, says the nerveless Nellie~” Lolbit added.

Michael yelped and groaned through his new fit of laughter. “HEHehehehey! *snort* THAHAhahahat’s nohohohot- *snort* hohohow ihihihit gohohohoes!” Michael protested.

“Ohoho alright. Ihi-I suppose that pun was a bit of a stretch.” Lolbit decided before finally letting Michael go.

Michael went limp and started panting right away. There were still phantom tickles plaguing him, causing him to giggle and squirm through his shallow breathing.

“I suppose I should be band from funny boneville?” Lolbit finished off.

“Ihihi will shohohock you.” Michael warned with an uncontrollable giggle.

“Ohohoho! How enlightening! Perhaps even frightening!” Lolbit teased.

Lolbit finally stopped with the puns the moment Michael squeezed their sides. There were just too many puns all at once. Perhaps they would be all over now…

No fox were given during the making of this Fazfan-fic. Are these puns bad enough for you, anon? XD

#fnaf sister location #other mentioned animatronics #fluff and humor #ticklefic #switch!michael #switch!lolbit #puns & word play #horrible puns #michael afton needs help

[polpoka]

Neighbor Au

Characters- Kim Rok Soo, Alberu Crossman, Lee Soo Hyuk, Choi  Jung Soo

Ratings- K+

Shippings- Kimrokberu

Type- (Fluff)

Part 4

The symbol did indeed look like a small sun encompassed in a gigantic moon which made the sun pale in comparison, yet the pale yellow shade stood out more than that of the moon which made Kim Rok Soo’s eyes first fall on the sun. The moon on the other hand was as white as milk, with grey spots that resembled craters, or perhaps that’s what the splotches of orange juice gave an illusion of. The starry midnight sky that adorned the outer gap of the sun-filled moon occupied less space and created a small background that faded out, causing the entire mark to look like a cartoonish sketch of an eclipse. It had its own charm of homeliness and peace, yet it felt unnecessarily regal. It was as if his soulmate was once a king... Wait... didn't his neighbour—now soulmate, say that he had his name plastered on several...broadcasts. 

Kim Rok Soo took a moment to let the realization sink in, the same way the orange juice had seeped through the shirt. 

“Haaaaa…”

Kim Rok Soo sighed deeply. A famous person. That was something he’d never wanted to be, nor be with even in his wildest dreams, nor as an impossible to get Christmas present. Well, to be fair, he didn’t expect to have a soulmate in the first place, but look where that got him.

Even though many would assume otherwise, all he ever wanted was a slacker life, an early retirement, that’s all and nothing more. A tiny, and easily attainable dream. Being the soulmate of a rich person wouldn’t hamper his dream but it would put people’s unwelcome attention on him and that was an unnecessary trade off, especially when he could pave his own way to the desired slacker life.

He would rather go unnoticed than be put under the everlasting spotlight of fame. Money did interest him, however being well-known or being the latest hot topic did not. 

That was one of the reasons why he left Deruth and the entire Henituse estate without a fight. It wasn’t like there was any place for him there any way. He got his inheritance which he had in his savings just in case.

Thus he decided that he would just join his hyungs, though that had immediately backfired and he became one of the most famous musicians where everyone wanted him to play the instrument. 

Willingly choosing fame was inherently never part of his nature, he was more of a money oriented person. Yet his soulmate had to be really damn famous, huh.

How did he even get himself into this soulmate mess in the first place?

He always told himself to be as smart as a badger yet he overlooked such a crucial detail. Was it because the man had made him so relaxed that he had completely lost track of his words and was too focused on the sound of his low, gentle and overall lovely voice? 

It made sense, the man in question was his soulmate after all. It would only be natural for Kim Rok Soo to immediately drop his usually high guard down. 

He splashed more water on his face, deciding that he would think about this awkward and unpleasant situation as he was going home. He had a long drive to look forward to anyway. 

He trudged out of the bathroom, his eyes were bloodshot as the result of the orange juice getting in his eyelids and his jacket was neatly folded and tucked under his arm. He was greeted by an extremely dejected and worried man at the door. The man could also be called the one responsible for the sweet and sour liquid going in his eyes.

“Hyung?”

Lee Soo Hyuk turned to him. Kim Rok Soo could tell that the elder man was concerned. He walked in large strides and patted Kim Rok Soo’s body down, looking straight into Kim Rok Soo’s eyes, examining the damage he had done. He frowned, “Should I get you eyedrops?”

“Hmm? Is it really needed? It doesn’t hurt that much.” Kim Rok Soo asked, since his mind was preoccupied with the soul mark he wasn’t really paying attention to the throbbing pain in his eye.

“They might be infected,” said Lee Soo Hyuk while he was examining Kim Rok Soo’s eyes.

Kim Rok Soo realized there were streams of tears as a reaction to the citrus juice only after Lee Soo Hyuk pointed it out.

“It really got everywhere, huh?” Lee Soo Hyuk said, looking at the utterly soaked shirt and the removed jacket in Kim Rok Soo's hands.

He removed a handkerchief and wiped the streaming tears along with the dried ones from the younger man’s face. 

“It’s not that much, they’ll dry up soon enough.” Kim Rok Soo grumbled, only for the disagreement to be pushed aside, like all the other oppositions that had taken place that day.

Lee Soo Hyuk sighed, looking at the tear-stained face. Though it wouldn’t be proper to call them ‘tears’, it was more of a mere reflex, “My bad. I should’ve been less...startled when you told me that your neighbour was The Alberu Crossman of the Crossman family.” he looked at the blank faced man and tilted his head, “Do you know exactly how famous that family is?”

“No,” Kim Rok Soo said, definitely not revealing the fact that Alberu had told him that he was indeed a famous man, and the fact that his words had completely slipped Kim Rok Soo’s mind only because Kim Rok Soo was only paying attention at Alberu’s voice. Little did he know his vacant look was giving him away to the person he’d known for a long time.

Lee Soo Hyuk looked at the other, inspecting his dongsaeng’s reaction,

“Do you even watch the news anymore?”

Kim Rok Soo fell silent for a while,

“I stopped when they started showcasing me as one of the most popular men.” He felt a rough hand on his cheek which then gently tapped Kim Rok Soo there.

“You should really get over that,” Lee Soo Hyuk said as he wiped the other man’s face one last time. It was gentle despite the coarse hand. Kim Rok Soo knew that his hyung was genuinely trying to help him and nuzzled the hand in an unnoticeable fashion.  

“He’s the CEO of the Roan company.” Kim Rok Soo immediately remembered the Roan company. He had heard of it, “The Crossmans are the founders of one of the big corporations with several branches which are humongous even when counted on their own. Recently it was also branded as the longest lasting one.” Lee Soo Hyuk patted Kim Rok Soo’s cheek again and exaggeratedly sighed, “What are we going with you, Rok Soo-ya? You even forgot who runs the company your nephew currently has a branch in.”

Kim Rok Soo’s face turned stoic from the previously blank face at his hyung’s over-the-top reaction, “Henituses were known for their marble and wine branches. But I didn’t know that it was the Crossmans who were in charge. I just remember the Roan Conglomerate. It didn’t concern me after all.”

Lee Soo Hyuk looked at Kim Rok Soo’s now clean yet somewhat red face,

“Do you want to go home? I’ll be driving.”

Kim Rok Soo nodded, since he didn’t want to decline the offer, especially being drenched head to waist in orange juice.

Lee Soo Hyuk led him to their table, as they finally reached there lay a passed out Choi Jung Soo with the three empty glasses and Lee Soo Hyuk’s card accompanied by a paid check on the table. 

Lee Soo Hyuk looked at the younger man, and chuckled, “Look at this rascal.”

He draped Choi Jung Soo over his shoulder, turning to Kim Rok Soo before informing him, “Wait for me in the car. I'll just drag this guy over.”

Kim Rok Soo nodded and exited the restaurant and walked over to the parking lot, and gently slid into his car’s passenger seat since his hyung was driving. He reclined in his seat and shut his eyes, turning the faucet to his thoughts and letting them slowly drip which quickly escalated to a waterfall. He started to think about the entire soulmate thing. He knew very well that even though he had a soul mark, there weren't any requirements for him to date the person in question. He knew several people who had met their soulmate yet never crossed the line of friends. It was wholly possible that even if he didn't get together with Alberu right now, Alberu could find his own love somewhere else, and not with him, yet that thought pricked him. Kim Rok Soo also knew that if he did get with the man, everyone's attention would fall on him. On the other hand, there was also the fact that Alberu was completely his type, not to mention Alberu had a pleasing personality. Even though they were the same kind of people, Alberu somehow felt purer than himself. 

He remembered the panic attack he saw Alberu experience, just this morning. 

He remembered the younger man’s franticness. 

He remembered the other’s anxiousness.

He remembered the desperate way Alberu held onto his hand, as if Kim Rok Soo was his only grip on reality.

He remembered how Alberu’s dark eyebags that adorned his face always sunk deep into his cheeks, even though he had been asleep a minute before.

He remembered how fragile Alberu looked.

 He remembered how he quickly recovered, like he had been subjected to these sorts of attacks for ages. Even though Kim Rok Soo had experienced such attacks a couple of times himself, he could never get used to the feeling of fear overwhelming him like an overflowing cup.

Alberu looked like a broken mirror to him at the time. A broken mirror who no one wanted to spend their time on fixing. Alberu reminded Kim Rok Soo of himself, before he met his hyungs. 

But the brokenness of his soulmate was not the only thing Kim Rok Soo remembered about Alberu. 

He remembered how Alberu’s dark skin and hair shimmered under the moonlight, it was like the moon was calling its brethren. 

He remembered how cute Alberu looked when he was sleeping on that bench, so adorable Kim Rok Soo was tempted not to wake him up.

He remembered Alberu's embarrassed and red face when he decided to call after him that night.

He remembered the way Alberu’s hair wildly and freely flew open when he was on his balcony. It reminded him of a bird that had finally attained its freedom.

He remembered the sensual way the olive puffer jacket refused to slide down Alberu's arms. 

He remembered how inviting Alberu looked glistening with sweat, sitting on his sofa, wearing that pink turtleneck. 

He remembered Alberu's unending laugh at his short and ordinary words, at least that’s what Kim Rok Soo thought. 

He didn't understand why Alberu laughed, but he did remember the sound. It was like a pleasant tune that played on his mind as he sat in the car.

He remembered the relaxingly cool touch of Alberu’s calloused fingertips. 

He remembered everything about this man. 

This astoundingly alluring neighbour of his. It was as if Alberu drew Kim Rok Soo towards himself, like a craftsman would be drawn to the right materials. If Alberu was a cracked mirror then Kim Rok Soo would be more than glad to collect the broken shards and create a mosaic that would resemble a stained glass painting. 

At that moment Kim Rok Soo knew that he was captivated by this man. Honestly, who wouldn’t, it was a terribly attractive offer. To be the significant other of this wonderful person would be an honor. Though a nagging thought pulled at his mind. Would his affection be-  

“-Rok Soo-ya? Are you there?”

Kim Rok Soo’s eyes flew open in surprise. He had fallen too deep into his thoughts, not realizing that the car’s door had opened and closed twice already. He could also see Lee Soo Hyuk’s face painted with a cheeky grin.

“Hyung.” Kim Rok Soo said, rubbing his eyes trying to fall out of the daze .

Lee Soo Hyuk knew that this was an unusual occurrence since Kim Rok Soo wasn’t the type that used to take this much time to respond to his call. Especially since he was alone. Lee Soo Hyuk also knew what Kim Rok Soo would most probably be thinking about right now. He himself had noticed the soul mark but didn’t say a word as he was too busy taking care of his dongsaeng's tears. 

“Are you thinking about your dark skinned neighbour and-” he glanced at the now dried and translucent shirt before he continued, “possible soulmate?”

Kim Rok Soo, still in a muddled state, managed to let the words come out of his mouth, without any filter before promptly catching himself, “Ye- I mean no.”

This mixed reaction made Lee Soo Hyuk chuckle. He hadn’t seen such a slip in ages, especially when it came to matters relating to love. 'It was only a couple of years ago he decided to leave the estate.’ Lee Soo Hyuk sniffled, ‘They grow up so fast.’ He swerved into Kim Rok Soo, giving the younger man a hug and dramatically cried, “You grew up too soooonnnn. Three years ago you didn’t even think you’d ever have a lover, and now you have a soulmate. I’m so prouddddd of youuu,” whilst Kim Rok Soo sat in the passenger seat, stiff at the sudden wave of affection he was receiving, but of course he reciprocated it by letting his free arms gently wrap themselves around his hyung’s back. Kim Rok Soo gently nuzzled Lee Soo Hyuk’s neck. 

He loved Lee Soo Hyuk. His eldest brother, his respectable mentor who had taught him how to play, his elder brother figure, ever since he was young, his only escape from that excruciatingly stuffy residence. He was someone he knew he could confide in, one of the few people he held the closest to his heart. That was a fact.

Lee Soo Hyuk was a respected person, no matter how you thought about it, wherever you go in the opera world,  you would have to hear his name being mentioned whether you liked it or not. He was a famous conductor whose name echoed through the entire opera world with admiration and jealousy.

When Lee Soo Hyuk let Kim Rok Soo go, Kim Rok Soo was sure he could tell Lee Soo Hyuk about the soulmate situation, not that Lee Soo Hyuk didn’t know what Kim Rok Soo was thinking. They knew each other for a long time and naturally had gotten so close to each other that they pretty much guess what the other was thinking. 

Lee Soo Hyuk could clearly remember the first time he saw that small ball that he could tell was filled with gloom sitting in the corner of a classroom. Lee Soo Hyuk remembered passing the middle school class while he was a highschool student by the hallway before that ball of gloom caught his eye. The child was thin as if he hadn’t been fed in days. Lee Soo Hyuk also remembered pulling that tiny hand out of that corner desk and asking whether the boy wanted to eat along with him. And when the other accepted, he remembered the way the boy’s stoic face that was barely ticking out of his arms had changed itself to a more startled expression, that was before it changed back to a less animated one.

He remembered how their seemingly small friendship had continued until his college years where Kim Rok Soo had met Choi Jung Soo. Choi Jung Soo, Kim Rok Soo and him got along well enough. He also remembered how Kim Rok Soo’s eyes shone when he saw the saxophone play in a school band for the first time. Even though Kim Rok Soo would never say it out loud, Lee Soo Hyuk knew that his dongsaeng loved the instrument. The same went for Choi Jung Soo, excluding the fact that Choi Jung Soo was more vocal about his love for the flute. Lee Soo Hyuk too loved conducting operas, even more so when he saw his dongsaengs playing every single time. They were his motivation and his younger brothers that he cherished more than anything in the world. He couldn't believe his ears when he found out that one of them, especially the more antisocial one had found someone. Of course, he didn’t think it was a bad attribute of Kim Rok Soo’s to be antisocial but he was overjoyed that someone as humble and emotionally choked up as Kim Rok Soo had got someone who could love him just the way he was. “Hyung,” Kim Rok Soo said as his arms were wrapped around the other.

“Hmm?” mused a happy Lee Soo Hyuk, finally letting go of Kim Rok Soo.

“I need to tell you something.” Kim Rok Soo’s hands slipped down the man’s back as the man shuffled to return back to his seat. 

“I’m listening,” he muttered, trying to make himself comfortable in the driver’s seat.

Kim Rok Soo knew that Lee Soo Hyuk was indeed paying attention to his words, even though he wasn’t looking at Kim Rok Soo, and so continued speaking, “So, I think you may have already figured it out but I have a soulmate.”

“Mhmmm,” the other hummed, finally sitting without moving around.

“He’s my neighbour, Alberu Crossman.” Kim Rok Soo’s voice was calm, as if he had already understood what was going to happen.

“Figured as much.” Lee Soo Hyuk remarked. He had known ever since Kim Rok Soo told him that his neighbour was Alberu. 

He was surprised, to say the least but he still knew that Kim Rok Soo was not done with the even more eye opening comments on his situation.

“I also need your opinion on something.” Kim Rok Soo said as he seat belted himself.

“Go ahead.” Lee Soo Hyuk said as he started the car. 

Choi Jung Soo had already been strapped in so there was no problem if Lee Soo Hyuk took him to his house.

“Should I date him even though he’s famous?”

Somehow Lee Soo Hyuk wasn’t surprised at his words even for a bit. “Does his fame really matter?”

Kim Rok Soo deadpanned but Lee Soo Hyuk could see his eyes sparkle, “My slacker life takes the first place in life.”

Even if Kim Rok Soo said that, Lee Soo Hyuk knew that the words were superficial, since many a times Kim Rok Soo was prone to choosing the opposite nevertheless, Kim Rok Soo was a contrary man, but a man that kept his promises. That in itself was contrary.

“Wouldn’t a famous person as a lover have higher chances of leading a successful slacker life?”

Kim Rok Soo looked out of the window and spoke, “I would be put under the public eye, and it would be far worse than it is now.”

Lee Soo Hyuk knew the reason why Kim Rok Soo disliked being the centre of attention. He’d been to the Henituse residence a couple of times. And one thing that had struck him so hard that could remember was Deruth’s picturesque display of hospitality. For some petty reasons, some going along the lines of jealousy and disgust of the limelight placed on Kim Rok Soo, the reason for that was the fact that Kim Rok Soo was delicate and the youngest, not to mention, the adopted one and the one who was chosen. 

Lee Soo Hyuk also remembered how the younger brother, who had just been adopted and was clueless about the house’s atmosphere, was admonished and humiliated several times, sometimes even appearing bruised. He remembered seeing Kim Rok Soo’s eyes grow dim whenever he talked to the elder sibling, or even made eye contact with the elder. 

Their age gap was large, spanning about over 10 years, yet it had always surprised Lee Soo Hyuk how Deruth acted. He acted in such petty jealousy of the attention Kim Rok Soo received from their father, he left Kim Rok Soo utterly  traumatized of ever receiving things, so traumatized that he left the house and thought that he was the one at fault, that he was the one who was intruding, that he was better off with receiving an allowance every year without returning to the place of his birth, well not that Kim Rok Soo would want to. The allowance was large, as if it was consolation money. Maybe it was.

Lee Soo Hyuk wasn’t sure but he thought that was why Kim Rok Soo was so obsessed with his early retirement to be peaceful and mainly, not attract any attention. Perhaps, it was because of the years he had spent in that hellhole. 

Lee Soo Hyuk knew Deruth, not that well, but well enough to decide that he didn't like the child’s personality, despite it becoming a little more amiable when he had married his first wife. Only when his first child was born did Kim Rok Soo decide that he wanted to accept the long time invitation of reestablishing contact. It was not much so of regaining contact than it was not wanting his nephew to go through the same things he did, not that he would admit it.

Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo shared some things in common one of them being their extreme dislike towards Deruth, not his children of course, those little rascals were adorable. Lee So Hyuk still remembers the day when Kim Rok Soo had volunteered to babysit the two sons; Basen and Cale.The reason being the fact that  Violan, Deruth’s second wife, went on a vacation to get herself some rest for her upcoming pregnancy, along with her husband, of course. Basen was eight and Cale was eleven. Cale was rather annoyed all the time, until Kim Rok Soo gave him a lollipop, after that his face lit up like a firework on a starry night. Lee Soo Hyuk remembered the small pale child, with flushed cheeks sitting only next to Kim Rok Soo. Cale said that it was because Kim Rok Soo had the lollipops, which he absolutely loved, but everyone knew that wasn’t the case. 

Basen liked Kim Rok Soo because the elder man fascinated him, and he liked the way he played the saxophone. He had all these memories stored in his brain solely because these were joyful instances, some that continued even today. Even when the small Cale had grown up to be a splendid twenty five year old, even when the curious Basen seemed to have matured into a calm adult, they both seemed to revert back to the way they were when they were kids in front of Kim Rok Soo. It was also known how overprotective Kim Rok Soo was of the duo, which then evolved into a trio as Lily was born.

Lee Soo Hyuk was genuinely glad that his dongsaeng had gotten a soulmate, albeit unexpected who the soulmate was, it was good to have his thoughts take form in reality and that someone other than people close to Kim Rok Soo, who all had their own partners to worry about, had dug deep enough to find that the stoic man made a splendid companion. 

Even though it didn’t take that much time for Alberu to crack this seemingly tough nut.  

“So,” Lee Soo Hyuk asked, “Are you going to ask him out on a date?”

Kim Rok Soo looked out of the side view mirror for a second before answering,

“Yes.”

**

Alberu returned to his seat on the couch, after feeding the two cats and washing the cup, still dazed and trying to register what he just saw. 

‘That- that was a soulmark, right? Really? I’m not that sleep deprived, am I?’ He raised his sweater once more to see the mark.

‘So it wasn’t a hallucination.’ 

He sighed in defeat, until he felt a small head purring under his hand, which made his downcast gaze shift and meet the grey cat’s gleaming yellow eyes, “Hmmm?” he hummed in confusion.

The grey cat’s beady eyes seemed to twist into a more annoyed way each time Alberu saw them, or perhaps that was just his imagination.

Alberu leaned over his shoulder, “What should I do about this now?”

‘I do like the idea. Should I just see how it goes before jumping to any more conclusions.’

“What the hell should I do-”

His lamenting was cut off by the shrill sound of the doorbell, which made him scramble to his feet, leaving the two cats startled at this unexpected noise.

When Alberu opened the door, he was finally greeted by the long awaited and familiar face of his college friend and secretary. Alberu looked at the other with a half irritated expression, “You really took your time, huh?”

The taller man, tanned and adorned with two small black stars under his eyes, had a look of nonchalance, his short sun-kissed hair with beach wave nature bobbing gently alongside the wind.

He spoke with little or no care of the standing between the two individuals, despite the other being the superior, with an audible british accent.

“Sir, I was called by Mistress Angelina and Sir Choi Jung Gun for tea a while before you called me to retrieve your keys, which I presumed was an easy thing to not forget, but I suppose even the greatest minds can slip up-”

He was cut off with an annoyed shush by the other, “Could you please stop with the unpleasant pleasantries of yours.”

Taerang took a pause, before scanning the younger man, “How did you manage to get so wet?”

Alberu sighed, “It’s a long story.” 

He heard a small mew near his leg, which prompted him to look down to see the red cat rubbing itself on his ankle. Alberu looked back at Taerang, motioning that they should move locations, preferably to his home, in response to which Taerang simply nodded.

After a sorrowful parting with the cats, Alberu shut Kim Rok Soo’s door and turned to look at Taerang who looked a bit surprised. 

“What’s wrong?” Alberu asked, walking through the hallway.

Taerang’s head slightly tilted, walking at an equal pace, “You’re quite close to your neighbor. Did you already tell him who you are?” 

Alberu flinched, “Not at all.”

Alberu flinching would normally not be noticeable to other people, but Taerang knew Alberu, so he could easily see through him. “Really? I’ll have to report to Miss Tasha either way. You do remember the repercussions of disclosing your identity, right?”

Alberu was silent until they reached his house, “We’ve reached. Let’s talk here.”

**

When Kim Rok Soo returned, he saw his hall exactly how he had left it. He felt the two cats mewling at his feet. He picked the red one up and sat down on the sofa, the other following him and laying herself on his lap.

The rest of Kim Rok Soo’s day was uneventful, except the fact of him planning the confession before he slept. He decided to talk with the other person for a while, and see whether the other thought the same. Going slow would be the best for now, he thought, turning to his side.

But you know life had always been cruel to him, always raising his expectations, only to let him see them come crashing down like a child’s sandcastle built too close to the sea. Again, and again, without any pause. This time was no different.

The next evening  Kim Rok Soo decided to visit Alberu, he wasn’t greeted with the annoyed expression he’d expect from the darker man, instead, he was greeted by a paper stuck on the door that read in big font, 

‘Now on sale! Buy a new flat-’ 

Kim Rok Soo didn’t bother reading the rest. He was too shocked to comprehend the words plastered on the face of the flyer.

#kim rok soo #alberu #alberu crossman #tcf #trash of the count's family #choi jun soo being sleeping gremlin #lee soo hyuk

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Could I may' ask how would Yandere Setsuno, Overhaul, Mimic and Chronostasis react when their darling is (the first time) drunk and flirting with them? Have a beautiful♥️

(Okay so I wanted to experiment with this one and add a lot more speaking in it. I kinda wanted to write it out in a different way just a bit, so please hang in there and I hope I haven’t bothered you by doing this lol)

~Yandere Toya/Kai/Joi/Hari and their “first time” drunk S/O~

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~Setsuno~

He watched you stumbling around and began to wonder if this was a bad idea or not. When you brought up to him that you had never went to a bar or club and the fact that you never got drunk but you wanted to, he took it upon himself to show you these things. After all, how could he deny his one true love’s wishes? He took it upon himself to bring you out for a fun night, and he even took the role as DD so you could get shit faced if you wanted...which is exactly what you did:

Y/N: “I’m absolutely havinnng a great tiiiiiime Toya. I’m absolutely haaaaa...oh who is that??? Imma just, pshhhhh hahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!” 

Toya: “Aw geez. I knew this was a shitty idea. now I gotta handle this later.”

He spoke to himself as he glared at the way you basically threw yourself on another man/woman/person. It’s not your fault. You’re absolutely plastered so he would excuse your bad behavior as he usually did. However...that passerby wouldn’t be so lucky. Luckily for him you finally turned your attention to him and you didn’t leave his side the whole night. He’s more thankful to you flirting with him than anyone else in the room, he just wishes you were better at it. The amount of times you drunkenly poked him in the eye as you tried to romantically move his hair from his face was ridiculous. He could only laugh at it though!

~Overhaul~

You’re aggravating as shit but you’re his after all. So then why are you once again behaving like a child? Is it because you can get away with more than other people could since you knew he has his head up your ass? The answer is yes. He’s obsessed with you and puts up with a lot more than he would do for anyone other than you. You like to take advantage of this by doing whatever you can to annoy him. As long as you don’t talk/look/or interact with anyone else then you should be in the clear with him. That’s why you were now off your ass wasted just because you got into the old liquor cabinet and tasted a few sips of sake...a few too many:

Kai: “Y/N what the absolute hell are you in here...What the F U C K?????”

Y/N: “Chisakiiiiii! You’ve arrived finally! I cannot wait to tell you about the day I, hic...hurrrrrrrrghrhhhgh!!!

Overhaul felt his hives bubble up in no time when you literally vomited all over one of the couches in his office. “Not doing this right now. I not doing this at all.” He quickly turned on his heels and headed out of the office, ordering Toya to lead you to the room and Nemoto to clean up that mess. Once you were in the room, he stripped you down and bathed you gently. It was something akin to the way he gently treated you back when he first kidnapped you and you finally began to fall into his arms instead of running from them. The moment was almost romantic had it not been for the way you endlessly flirted with him (lewdly I might add). He sighed and continued working little foamy bubbles on your upper back with the sponge while you spewed nonsense all in the name of love. When you finally went to sleep that night, he sighed in relief.

~Mimic~

He had no problems at all with you. Actually it was so easy to get you in his arms for the first time that he couldn’t really be considered too much of a yandere I suppose. His tendencies always show their ugly head when too many people are near. That’s why taking you to a club for the first time was a total mistake when he noticed all the eyes you were getting. 

Joi: “Hey fuck off you cocksplat! And what the hell are you looking over there bitch! And you! Yeah you buddy, keep your eyes off my woman/man/partner or else I’ll fucking maim yah!” 

Y/N: “Pshhhh, you’re so funny mimmy! Turn into a plushie for me again, hahahaha!!!” 

You simply sit in his lap at the bar while he’s roasting and threatening everyone that passes and catches eye with you. Perhaps that’s translated into being overprotective, but the yandere comes in when you realize when he’ll gladly murder everyone in there upon your command. He seemed to be in an awful mood all night even when the two of you made it home. He isolated himself in the living room while you were in the bedroom. He didn’t want to scare you away with his anger. He wouldn’t react very well if you tried to run away. Lucky for him, you drunkenly plopped your happy little ass on the living room carpet and began flirting with him. How could he stay angry when you were saying the stupidest pick-up lines in history? He shook his head and chuckled before pulling you into his lap.

~Chronostasis~

Oh what joy. He didn’t take you to a club to get drunk so he didn’t have to deal with blowing some stranger’s brains out in a back alleyway for paying too much attention to you. He simply had to deal with you’re weirdness within the confines of your own home. It all started with him buying you a first bottle of wine. It quickly escalated from that point on, and now you were making googly eyes at him from the foot of the bed while he tried to hear the TV over your loud ass talking. He’d be annoyed but he was too busy trying not to laugh at you. Laughing would only encourage it.

Y/N: “Hari why don’t you and I go catch a pri...what was...A PRIVATE FLIGHT somewhere and lemme give you a big smooch on the fucking w...a big kiss on the wayyyyyy.”

Hari: “...”

Y/N: “Are you from Tennessee because it must’ve hurt when you fell from heavennn. Hallelujah”

Hari: “...”

Y/N: “Please choke me.”

Hari: “...Pshhh HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD, Y/N SHUT UP ALREADY!”

He’s doubled over laughing but his heart is full right now. Who would ever thought he’d actually end up with you? After all the stalking, heartache, and yearning? He didn’t deserve you in drunkenness or sobriety, yet here you were.

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[deafeninggardenerpanda]

“PIRKA!!!!” Kirby shouted as loudly as he could. One by one, Pirka picked up a stone and threw it away. The dammed-up water flowed out, little by little.

“Stop, Pirkaaa!!” Kirby screamed. However, Pirka wouldn’t stop. The streaming water increased in force as the stone pile crumbled. On the opposite shore, Coo and Kine, Rick, and Gooey, as they fought, held their breath in fear. Coo groaned.

“The water, the Rainbow Islands-!! We’re too late!!”

“Everyone’s gonna become a puppet~?! Even my wife~?!” Kine said as he flopped around.

“It can’t be true, right!?!” Rick screamed. “Even Pick’s gonna forget about me, and she’s gonna become Pirka’s slave!?!”

Gooey didn’t say anything. However, with sad eyes, he continued to evade King Dedede’s attacks. Kirby stopped moving. While hovering above the surface of the lake, simply staring at the flowing water. He had just one thought on his mind:

“...I’ve gotta do something about this.

If this water rains down on everyone, it’ll be a disaster.

I’ve... GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS!!”

But what would he do? He had absolutely no clue what. Either way, he couldn’t let that water rain down. One by one, all of his friends on the Rainbow Islands that were waiting for his and the others’ return came to mind. Bandana Waddle Dee, Captain Vul, the Meta-Knights, Pick, Mine…

He couldn’t let them all fall under Pirka’s control.

He couldn’t let them become empty-eyed puppets, unable to do anything unless ordered.

He could never… HE COULD NEVER!

Kirby raised both arms and took a deep breath. Then, he held his head up. He spread his arms and inhaled with all his strength.

“Haaaaa-!”

A strong wind broke out.

Pirka looked back in surprise and hurriedly folded her wings.

“What’re you doing!?! Don’t get in my way!!!”

“HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!”

No longer thinking about what he was doing, Kirby kept inhaling.

He sucked up all of the overflowing water.

Not one drop would fall to the ground!

“What are you thinking!?” Coo screamed. “Kirby, stop!!”

“No way, you’re sucking up all of the lake water?! Why would you do that?!”

“If Kirby sucks up the water, he’s gonna fall under Pirka’s control!!” Kine shouted tearfully. “It’s no use, not at all!!”

Kirby shut his eyes. It hurt to breathe. He felt as if he were going to burst.

However, he wouldn’t stop sucking.

The water that was going to rain to the ground was sucked into Kirby’s mouth.

“HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!!!”

*Fwoooooooosh!*

The lakewater roared, swirled, and sprayed.

“Wh-Wh-What are you doiiiing!?”

Pirka clung to the clouds, frantically trying to resist. Kirby sucked up the water, which had become a torrent.

*Fwooooooooooooooooosh!*

Meandering as if it were a living thing, into Kirby’s mouth the water went. The former lake was now devoid of water, to the point where the bottom could be seen.

“Kirby!!!” Rick, Kine, Coo, and Gooey exclaimed as they watched. Kirby had sucked up all of the water in the lake. He had already reached his limit. Kirby hung his head, dejected.

“KIRBY!!!” the group screamed again. Kirby fell unconscious, falling to the bottom of the lake with no energy.

Rick ran toward Kirby as quickly as he could. Kine followed. Coo suddenly noticed something.

“Meta Knight? King Dedede?”

The pair, unknowingly, had stopped moving.

“Have you two come to your senses?”

The two didn’t answer Coo’s question. However, as if they had lost strength in their hands, their grips on their weapons loosened.

“Kirby, snap out of it! Kirby!!”

“Kirby, open your eyes~!”

Rick and Kine called out to Kirby, trying to shake him awake. Appearing to be in pain, his face formed a frown. That was not all. It seemed that tears were about to spill from his closed eyes.

Neither Rick nor Kine had ever seen Kirby’s face like this before.

“Kirby looks like he’s in a lot of pain~. Should we get him to spit out all that water~?”

“No, there’s no way that Kirby fit all that water in his stomach.”

“Guess that’s right~. Well, where did all the water go then?”

“I have no clue. Kirby’s stomach is full of mysteries.”

“Hey, Rick…” Kine said with anxiety, “when Kirby starts to fall under Pirka's control, what’re we gonna do?”

Rick’s expression stiffened.

“D-Don’t say scary stuff like that! If Kirby fell under her control, there’s no way we’d be able to manage!”

“I-I know, right? What’re we gonna do~?”

“It’ll be alright, probably! After all, Gooey drank the water and he was completely fine!”

“Gooey and Kirby aren’t the same~. Besides, Gooey didn’t drink that much of the water, while Kirby drank the whole lake~!”

“I told you to stop saying scary things!!”

As the two were talking, Kirby opened his eyes. Rick and Kine stared at Kirby, startled. His painful look disappeared without a trace. He rubbed his eyes with an absent-minded face.

“K-K-Kirby,” Rick said in a trembling voice, “are you ok?”

“Y-Yeah… Rick… Kine…” Kirby said in a half-asleep voice, “dinner time already?... thanks for the meal…”

“Wow! You’re alright!” Classic Kirby~.”

Kine jumped up and down happily. Rick, still startled, poked Kirby.

“Come on... we were so worried! You took a big risk there!”

“Big risk?’ Wha-”

Kirby finally remembered what happened. He jolted up, and, looking around the area, saw that the scene above the clouds had completely changed. The lake water was gone, leaving the cloudy bottom viewable. Kirby rapidly blinked.

“Did I drink all of that water?...”

Uh-huh, Kirby. How are you feeling?”

Kirby rubbed his tummy. It was the same way it always was. Kirby had no idea in the least of where the water he had sucked up went. However, at any rate, he was able to save the Rainbow Islands from a serious crisis. Kirby sweetly smiled.

“The puppet water didn’t rain down! That’s good!”

“You’re OK? Didn’t that hurt?”

“Yup! I’m just fine!”

“Really? Before you woke up, it looked like you were in a lotta pain, and you had a really sad face~.”

“Pain? Me? Well…” Kirby was saying when, suddenly, he changed the topic, "what happened to Pirka?”

“Huh? Oh, now that you mention it…”

Rick looked over at where the pile of stones used to be. Gooey was there. He had Pirka caught in his long tongue. Pirka appeared to have lost the energy to fight back, exhausted.

“Looks like Gooey dealt with her at some point!”

Rick was about to run, when…

“Are you alright, Kirby?”

Coo flew in, landing behind Kirby. Kirby nodded.

“Yeah, I’m just fine!”

“Kirby sucked up the lakewater, but he didn’t fall under the puppet potion’s effects~!” Kine reported. Coo sighed in relief.

“It’s really weird,” Rick said, “both Meta Knight and King Dedede fell under Pirka’s control, but Kirby’s completely fine. Is Kirby idiosyncratic like Gooey is?“

“Rather than that-”

Coo fixed his gaze on the puzzled-looking Kirby.

“Would Kirby’s heart not be too soft for the puppet spell to work with it?”

“...?”

“Meta Knight and King Dedede hold very powerful wills, but such things may leave their hearts easy to take hold of. Kirby’s mind is very ‘fluffy’ by contrast, not dealing with a lack of love. Rather, I’d say it may contain nothing but love.”

Rick and Kine blinked in bewilderment at the enigmatic words.

“What do you mean?”

Coo shut his eyes and answered:

“As they say… The rugged stones can be grasped tightly and swung or thrown with ease. However, the things that don’t have a set shape- for instance, the spring breeze- cannot be grasped. It’s something like that.”

“Umm?...”

Rick and Kine exchanged glances.

“Is that an allegory or something? Is Kirby the spring breeze?”

“Coo’s story is confusing~.”

Coo opened his eyes.

“Well, not even I truly understand its meaning. At any rate, Kirby’s thoughts always center around food, naps, friends, and overall fun, things which are not compatible with Pirka’s spell.”

“Oh, I get it now!”

Rick and Kine broke into laughter. Kirby, a little miffed, objected:

“Hey!! Some things are a little bit hard for me to think about!!”

"Like what?”

“Well… umm… ummmmmmmm-!”

“Don’t think too hard about it,” Coo said (while chuckling) to Kirby, who was giving himself a headache by trying to think of something, “you’re just fine. Onto more important matters, the strange state of those two over there.”

Coo raised his wing. Under the Dreamstalk look-alike tree, Meta Knight and King Dedede were standing. Both of them stood motionlessly with Pirka, as if they had become statues.

“What’re those guys doing? Pirka’s spell still isn’t broken?”

“No. While they do not seem to be in the mood for fighting anymore, they have yet to move from that spot. It’s as if their souls have been ripped from their bodies.”

Kirby and the others hurried toward the two.

“Meta Knight! King Dedede!” they called, but to no response. The two stood stock still, silently.

“What happened?...”

“Maybe we should try tickling them?”

Rick tickled Dedede’s stomach, but the king didn’t even blink.

“The spell’s effects still haven’t worn off,” Coo muttered. There, Gooey came along unsteadily. He still had Pirka caught in his tongue.

“Hey you, Pirka,” Rick said in a rough tone, “your evil plan has failed! Let Meta Knight and King Dedede go right now!"

“...I don’t know,” Pirka said in a sulky voice.

“What’s that?”

“I said I don’t know how to undo the spell!”

“You little-!!”

Kirby stopped the belligerent Rick.

“Hold on, Rick. Let’s hear what Pirka has to say.”

“What else could she even tell us-!?”

“Didn’t she say she doesn’t know how to undo the spell? Let’s hear what else she has to say.”

“What then?”

Pirka glared at Kirby with cold eyes.

“I won’t tell you foul people anything!!”

“But I wanna know!”

“Know what?” Pirka asked, seeming irritated.

“How you feel,” Kirby answered.

“...feelings? Mine?”

“When I drank the lakewater, it really hurt.”

Kirby looked up at Pirka, who still had Gooey’s tongue wrapped around her.

“I thought it hurt because I drank so much water, but that wasn’t the reason, was it?”

“...what are you trying to say?”

For some reason, Pirka seemed anxious.

“That’s how you felt… wasn’t it?” Kirby said.

“What do you mean?”

“In the lakewater, it wasn’t just the puppet potion, but your feelings were mixed in there too, weren’t they?”

Pirka opened her eyes wide and fell silent. Gooey loosened his grip until he dropped Pirka onto the cloudy ground.

“Wh-What are you talking about?” Pirka asked, hesitantly. “None of that is true!”

“Why won’t you stop being so stubborn and speak to us?” Coo asked. “If you tell us everything, that will likely clear a few things up. You carry a great pain with you.”

“Wh-What!? How am I in pain!?...”

Pirka tried to retort, but, seeing Coo’s sharp gaze fixed on her, quietly said:

“...what should I say? I have nothing to talk-”

No one had anything to say. Pirka, closing her eyes, said:

“I… just… wanted...”

“What?”

“All I wanted was to be like the great Queen Sectonia…”

“...WHAT?!”

Upon hearing such an expected name, Kirby was surprised. Pirka continued muttering.

“Queen Sectonia is the name the great queen that had ruled over Floralia went by. I know, you don’t know her, but-”

“I know her! I do!”

Pirka was unaware that the person who stopped Queen Sectonia and saved Floralia was none other than Kirby. Pirka glanced at Kirby and laughed.

“Sure you know. You’ve never even heard her name before. The great queen was a truly magnificent being.”

“...u-um-”

“However, the almighty, great Queen Sectonia was defeated by someone and never seen again. Such a sad ending.”

“W-Well-”

It seemed better not to say that Kirby was the one to defeat her. Pirka tightly grasped her own hand.

“When I learned of the incident that happened in Floralia, my heart was absolutely shaken. Then, as I researched, I increasingly longed to be like the great Queen Sectonia.”

“...wh-why?”

“What do you mean ‘why?’ Don’t ask such foolish questions!” Pirka said in flat denial. “There’s no one who can match her in beauty, strength, and nobility. Moreover, she ruled over many people, and everyone revered her!”

Pirka, spellbound, shut her eyes.

“How wonderful. To have tens of thousands of people obey one’s every whim. Nobody could defy the great queen’s orders. Everyone would get what they want. If only… If only I could be like her!”

“And that’s why you came up with such a plan?” Coo asked, astounded. “How foolish."

“What’s so foolish about it!?” Pirka retorted, raising her eyes sternly. “If it weren’t for you people getting in my way, things would’ve been perfect!”

Rick scowled at Pirka.

“You idiot! A true queen doesn’t use a spell to establish her rule. No one would respect someone like that, and, if the spell gets undone, they’d all just hate you, wouldn’t they!?”

“!!”

Pirka grimaced, as if she had gotten hit in some kind of weak point.

“Th-That’s fine by me! Anyway, I wanted to be like the great Queen Sectonia, so I visited the floating continent of Floralia. I understood that the great queen was no longer there, but I at least wanted to see the great castle where she once lived. So, I met a former servant of hers, and we had a conversation together!”

Pirka, once again, had a spellbound look on her face.

“He told me a wonderful tale of how amazing the great queen was. More and more, I yearned for that strength. But, how could I be like the great Queen Sectonia?... while thinking of ideas, I came up with a wonderful plan!”

“What plan?”

“They say that once, the great Queen Sectonia parasitized a mysterious plant known as the Dreamstalk, and took its power. If I utilized that power, maybe I could get closer to that goal. They say that the Dreamstalk disappeared after the battle, but I traveled from star to star, and, finally, found a small sapling!”

Pirka turned to look at the tree growing by the former-lake.

“That was a Dreamstalk after all, huh?” Kirby said. “But its color is weird. The real Dreamstalk-”

“I know. When I planted that tree, it was a nice green color. However, when I applied my spell, it changed color…”

“That’s the color of your heart,” Rick said, leading Pirka to glare at him.

“I know that!! The puppet spell I originally casted was much inferior in comparison to the great Queen Sectonia’s!! In just a few hours, the effects would wear off. However, with the Dreamstalk’s power, my spell’s power could increase tremendously! Moreover, If I let it fall down on the world in rain form, I would be able to gain control of many, many people at once! I know, such a wonderful idea."

“It’s a wicked idea,” Coo said, “if Gooey hadn’t noticed, things would’ve been disastrous.”

“...humph!”

Pirka puffed up her cheeks.

“That’s all I have to say. Hope you’re happy. Beat me up, tie me up, you should banish me to the depths of the cosmos.”

Coo looked at Kirby.

“What shall we do, Kirby?”

“...Pirka…”

Kirby walked up to Pirka.

“Now that I’ve heard your story, I get it.”

Pirka jumped.

“Wh-What? What do you get?”

“You said your puppet spell is weak on its own. Does that mean… you’ve used it on others before?”

Pirka turned pale. She tried to retort, but no words came out of her mouth. She trembled.

“Everyone did whatever you said but then the spell wore off. And then…”

It was as Rick said. When the spell wore off, everyone would go back to normal, and they’d hate Pirka. They’d be scared of it, so she’d use the spell again. Then, again, the spell would wear off, and they’d hate Pirka even more…

As the cycle repeated, people would stop getting close to her.

Kirby remembered. When he drank the lakewater, the pain. The sorrow. The loneliness. Were those feelings the shadow cast over Pirka’s heart?

For a moment, Pirka silently casted her eyes down. One by one, memories of those old days resurfaced. She looked on the verge of collapsing, her face as white as a sheet. Finally, large tears formed in her big eyes.

“I’m small, there’s nothing special about me, and I don’t have any friends, but… if I casted my spell… everyone would think I’m important. I did all of those things… so I could be happy…”

The tears spilled over and fell, drop by drop.

“But, because of that, everyone hated me. They were scared of me, they’d throw stones at me… when they saw me, they’d run away…”

Pirka’s crying voice grew louder and louder. The tears kept falling and falling and wouldn’t stop.

“That’s why I decided to cast a spell that could never be broken. With the power of the Dreamstalk… so that great numbers of people would revere me for all eternity!...”

“Pirka,” Kirby said. Pirka wiped her many tears and glared at him.

“Like you said, it’s foolish!! I get it!!”

“It’s more fun to be a friend than a great queen.”

Upon hearing Kirby’s words, Pirka shook her head furiously.

“I don’t need any friends!”

“Pirka-”

“Friends would betray me, we’d get into fights, and, soon, they’d cast me aside. However, puppet subjects would never do such a thing. They’d never hurt me!”

“If you get into fights, you can just make up, can’t you? Being a great queen’s no fun at all.”

“Silence! I… I-”

“LET’S BE FRIENDS!!!”

Kirby offered his hand. Pirka was flustered.

“Hey, Kirby,” Rick said, “you’re way too nice for your own good. Don’t you know what she did?-”

“Let’s be friends!”

Kirby kept insisting. Despite the atrocities she had committed, Kirby held no hatred for Pirka. Because Kirby knew. About Pirka’s painful memories. That loneliness, no one there for comfort, as if frozen.

“Friends?... w-with… me?...”

Until recently, Pirka, who had been ghastly pale until just a short while ago, had turned red.

“You’re lying, right? Kirby, do you understand? I’m the bad guy who cast the puppet spell!!”

“It’s OK. I don’t mind!”

“Me too!”

Gooey reached out his tongue. Pirka looked down with a white face.

“...good grief,” Coo said, “I, until just a short while ago, would never have been able to forgive Pirka. However, Kirby seems to have caused her to undergo a change of heart.”

Pirka looked up. Rick and Kine exchanged looks. Rick kicked the clouds hard.

“I-I’m… I’m Kirby’s friend!” he said. “So, if you become his friend too, well… I should be your friend too!”

“Me too~. If you get rid of your puppet spell, I’ll be your friend~.”

Nevertheless, Pirka continued to stubbornly shake her head in refusal.

“I don’t need friends. I don’t want anything like that!”

“Tell the truth, Pirka.”

“You should understand your own true wishes by now,” Coo said.

“Wishes?...”

“If you really don’t need friends, then why did you cry?”

Pirka averted her eyes.

“Wh… Why…?...”

“In front of Kirby, you didn’t lie, and you shed tears. Drowning in an everlasting pool of loneliness must’ve been unbearable for you. That’s how you truly feel.”

Pirka fraily shook her head. Once again, tears overflowed from her big eyes. She could no longer continue being stubborn.

“...yes,” she said in a faint voice, “I was jealous of you guys. Believing in each other, helping each other, laughing with each other… things I… couldn’t have. Things I thought I… couldn’t have… it hurt… but… but… really…”

She looked up, tightly shut her eyes, and shouted with all her strength:

“I want… I want… I… WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOU!!!”

...then, suddenly, the sound of water could be heard.

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[oceanera12]

Linked Awakening

I’ve been reading a lot of Linked!Universe AU fanfics and was listening to a cover of the Ballad of the Wind Fish and... I just had to write this:

Legend hating switching. Then again, no one enjoyed the sensation of crossing over from one world to another. But there were various members of their little group that seemed to hate it more than others.

Four always had a headache (which sometimes turned into a migraine and on the rare occasion, unconsciousness), Twilight always ended up on the ground like he was going to start crawling (Legend assumed it was the Wolfie side acting out), Time always checked his clothing and stature, and Wild always mumbled something that sounded like a bunch of names under his breath. Everyone had a routine that no one asked about.

Legend would first check he was not a painting. That also confirmed he was not a pink bunny (thanks for that, Twi). Then there was the standard “anything look familiar to anyone” question. Everyone would look around which gave Legend time to pinch himself in the arm.

Hard.

An inch of skin and flesh clumped up and then twisted. The pain would shoot up to his brain, snapping his thoughts into focus and most importantly, confirming he was not asleep. He did this three times whenever they landed by the sea... just to be safe. The pain was a reassurance that they were in reality.

Then again, the monsters on Koholint island had hurt him plenty. He is ninety percent certain that one of the scars on his back is from one of them-- although he might have also received it during the shipwreck. It was hard to say. But to keep his sanity, Legend chose to not overthink it and stuck with the pinches.

This particular switch was a rather annoying one because not only were they on a beach but there were seagulls. Legend pinched himself four times.

“Wind?” Time asked for everyone.

The youngest member ran to the waves. He pulled out his telescope and looked out at sea for any signs of other land. Wind turned back to the beach, looking for landmarks. After a minute he slowly shook his head, “There’s a mainland way off in the distance... I think. It’s a little hard to see. It could be a land I haven’t seen before.” He shrugged. “So it may be my world. May be not.”

“I found a sign!”

Legend turned to find Wild waving the group over. Wind dashed forward, already pulling out his sea map. The rest of the group slowly made their way to join them (Four’s head was acting up again and Twilight was having more difficulty getting to his feet than usual). Legend was waiting for Twilight when Wind yelled to the group, “Not my written language!”

Not a big deal. Legend had seen plenty of languages over his adventures. It’s what happens when you cross between multiple worlds. So forgive Legend for not being able to breath when Twilight and him finally joined the group.

It was his Hylean. That was his Hylean. And to make matters worse, Legend knew that sign was impossible. It couldn’t exist.

“Mabe Beach-- Mabe Viliage Ahead”

The group was talking but they sounded miles away. Time was asking if anyone knew what the sign said and Hyrule was commenting about some symbols looking familiar. Warriors was asking Legend something and he knew he had to speak.

But all he could do was stare, the shock fading into pure terror. He couldn’t do this again. Not again. The pinching hadn’t helped, he was trapped in a dream that he could wake up from but did he want to wake up no, not again, he couldn’t bear to see anyone again, especially not her, no, not again, not again--

“-nd? Legend!”

Legend found himself on his knees, hands pressed into the sand. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think--

Someone tried to put a hand on his shoulder but Legend jerked away. This wasn’t real. He was in a dream, just a dream-- had this whole adventure been just a dream? That didn’t seem right but Legend’s thoughts were too jumbled to know for sure.

More voices entered Legend’s head but he ignored them. This wasn’t real, it was just a dream, nothing was real and he’d wake up back at sea alone with a stupid fish flying away.

“Breathe, Link!”

“Hylia, what do we do?”

“Legend, can you hear us?”

Legend pressed his hands over his ears, now face first in the sand. Why wouldn’t the dream just leave him alone? He wanted to wake up, that was all he wanted to do was wake up.

Hylia must have heard his plea because a very familiar tune faintly began to flutter into his ears, getting louder and louder. Legend felt something wet slide down his face as his breathing started to steady out. That stupid song that caused so much pain... was actually helping. He’d wake up soon and then he’d go back to the road. Find some Moblins to take his anger out on. Seemed like a solid plan.

The song continued to get closer and louder.

“Ah-ah-aahh, Ah-ah-aahh, Ahh-ah-ahhh-ah.... Ah-ah-aahh, Ah-ah-aaah, Ah-ha-haaaaa...”

Legend’s eyes snapped open. That wasn’t instruments. That was a voice. A very human, very beautiful, very familiar voice. He sat up on the sand, ignoring Hyrule’s “eep!” as the healer leaped back in surprise.

A few of the others moved back to give Legend space, calls of concern and worry mixing together. Legend hushed them loudly, his eyes narrowing towards the road to the supposed Mabe Village. The voice was close. It was also impossible.

Legend’s group seemed to hear the tune for the first time, their own gazes turning to the distant voice. 

“Ah-ah--- AHHH!”

Impossible or not, Legend didn’t care. He sprang to his feet, sword in hand and sprinted down the path. Someone shouted in surprise with another order to wait but Legend didn’t care or stop. All he heard was that voice screaming.

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Marin walked down to the beach for lunch every day for over a year. Her father never asked her about the sudden habit, which she was eternally grateful for. She was unsure of how to even start explaining her actions. After all, most people who went through a near-death experience  would avoid the thing that caused it.

It hadn’t been the waves or the wind. It had been the lightning. Of course, no one believed Marin when she said such things. No one survived being struck by lighting. And even if they did, you would think she had burns from the experience.

All she had was an imaginary world of Koholint Island and a boy with blonde hair.

She hadn’t known it was a dream, at least at first. It felt like home with her father and neighbors. The monsters had been a new, but Li--... he had taken care of them. The Wind Fish was something of a fairytale from her childhood. So waking up on the beach, storm long gone and the creature flying away overhead had been a shock. It did not take long to realize everything had been a dream. Especially when no one remembered... him. That hurt the most. And the only ones who knew was herself and the beach.

So Marin went to the beach, lunch in hand, and sang to the waves. It was a call, a prayer, a wish to the Wind fish. What kind of wish was impossible to put in words. She did not know what had been real and what had been in her head.

Koho Island was peaceful. So the Moblins had been a surprise and a half-- Marin had only seen them in dreams.

She screamed, throwing her bag at the closest monster, turning and running for the trees. She wished for Lin-- his sword or at least a fishing knife. She managed to grab a stick before backing up against a tree. Marin held the stick up like a weapon, “St-stay back!”

The Moblins drew closer, growling and snarling and apparently all to happy for their new meal. She swung at one, only for the monster to grab her stick and swing it over his head. She screamed again as she flew over the group, before slamming into the ground.

The monsters growls turned into shrieks. Marin tried to get up but her vision swam and pain shot through her right arm, causing her to hit the ground again. The shrieking grew louder and Marin turned to look at her attackers. She must have hit her head harder than she thought: it almost looked like he was holding them at bay.

Marin attempted to get to her feet again. This time, she found her footing and started to stumble towards the beach--

--only to leap out of the way of eight sprinting warriors with weapons drawn. She hit the ground with another painful yelp. Marin moaned and rolled onto her back. One of the boys was kneeling over her, concern laced on his face. “Are you alright?”

Marin found herself unable to speak at the moment. He looked a lot like--

The boy held up three fingers. “How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Th...three?” Marin managed.

“Good.”

A particularly loud screech from a dying Moblin caused Marin to sit up and look past her medic. There were eight, blonde haired, boys finishing off the last of the monsters. A few wore armor, some were older, she swore two of them couldn’t be more than twelve, and the one that was pulling his sword free of the last moblin--

Marin found herself unable to breathe.

The monster’s body fell to the ground, leaving only a very angry, panting, Link. His eyes were angrier, he looked a tad taller, not the mention the orange sword, and yet... there was no doubt in her mind that it was him.

His gaze flicked upward and found hers. The anger burned away into surprise.

“--miss? Miss?”

Marin’s eyes snapped up to her medic. “What?”

“Were you injured?” he said it like he was repeating himself.

Her mind went blank. Was she injured? That was an excellent question because her dream boy was standing right over there which was impossible--

The sound of a sword hitting the ground followed by a choked, “Marin?” cut her thoughts off.

Marin’s head jerked back to Link. He looked afraid, which almost made her smile. Link, afraid? She had watched him take down enemy after enemy without even flinching. And yet, there he stood, hands trembling, sword laying useless on the ground, and shining eyes.

She found the will to stand and tried to steady her own hands. “Link?”

He nodded slowly, the trembling growing worse. Marin’s hands flew up to her mouth and tears began to well up in her eyes. “But-- but how--? How are you--?...  I thought you were a dream!” And then she couldn’t stop the tears from falling. Her knees gave out but Link was suddenly there, pulling her into his arms. His tears joined hers and she gripped his tunic like her life depended on it.

Link’s companions were doing something but Marin didn’t care. She just cried and cried, thanking Hylia, the Wind Fish, just anyone who was listening for bringing Link to her.

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Well, that was fun. I just feel so bad for my boy Legend and I just wanted him to be happy for a moment. So when I found a fanfic in which Marin was also someone who had been pulled into the Wind Fish’s dream, I latched onto it and couldn’t let it go. So yay! Reunion! Maybe I’ll write more, maybe I won’t. It just wouldn’t leave me so here I am.

#linked universe #fanfic #legend linked universe #marin #post link's awakening #legend is a grump and i love him for it #but i wanted him to have a happy moment #long post #link x marin #fluff #for my boi and gal

[absolute-flaming-trash]

😐 What embarrasses you most about your own writing?

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

😐 What embarrasses you most about your own writing? Oh god, how unintentionally cringey it is. I think I use a lot of clichés by accident and some of my stuff is highkey predictable.

💖What do you like most about your own writing?

The angst. I'm a whore for it. Whenever I'm writing I always have this voice in my head that says "make it worse", so I try to.

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

Hahaaaa, probably the fact I don't have a lot of fluff to make up for the absolute atrocities I put in my fics. I'm here to cause pain and make y'all Feel Things.

🧠What's an idea you have that you can't quite call a WIP yet?

Haaaaa

I have nothing written for it officially, but if I ever do it will be called Lost and it’s an Illumi fic that is extremely self indulgent in the fact it’s related to my current job. Delivering packages and getting lost easily, and ending up very close to Kukuroo mountain.

@forcefulkitten is also entirely to blame for fueling my madness there.

💻Do you do research for your fics? What's the deepest dive you've done?

Oh holy shit, I always research. Always. I want things to be as realistic as possible, within reason.

The deepest dive, in a completed fic at least, was probably done on Hurt. Doing research on what kinds of wounds require what care. If it's possible to get away without stitches for injuries that are a certain depth. That kind of thing.

Fanfic ask game

#riri answers #love my moots #what embarrasses me about my writing? The fact it exists #I'm just joking (mostly) #I don't like rereading my stuff so answering that one was a little hard #I write it and say YEET #fanfic ask game

[walpurga-nacht-academy]

Djinn’s Bride! ~A Celebration of Love~

Part 6

[Walpurga Nacht Academy]

[Djinn’s Lamp]

Rosa/Marcia: THIS IS THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORST-

Rosa: OUCH!

Marcia: OOF!

Cass: EEK!

June: SHIT!

Blanche: UGH!

Diana: …

Vita: My~ That was quite a fall, was it not, my dear Agatha?

Agatha: Hehehehe… It… was… scary… but… Big… Sis… always… lands… on… her… feet…

Vita: Certainly~ It would not do otherwise~

Blanche: Di-Dies-senpai?

Vita: Hm~ What it be little hare?

Blanche: Could you and Agatha please get off. We’re all squished undern-

June: HEY, SHITHEAD, GET OFF!

Rosa: OUCHOUCHOUCHOUCHOUCH- THIS HURTS! YOU’RE ALL TOO HEAVY!

Diana: …

Marcia: Aaaah, this is where we meet our end… Goodbye my wonderful future full of riches…

Rosa: THAT’S WAY TOO DEPRESSING! MARCIA STOP SAYING THAT!

June: SHUT YET TRAPS!

Blanche: Ugh!

Vita: My, my, what strength~

Agatha: … Ugh… stupid… big… chowder… sat… up… all… of… a … sudden… and… we… all… feel… off… No… grace…

June: HAAA? YA WANT YER HEAD OFF OR SOMETHING?!

Cass: Uuuummmm…

June: Ya ok ‘here, Cass?

Cass: E-Eh? Ye-Yes! Though for a mo-moment the wind was knocked o-out of me…

Rosa: I thought for sure we were going to die…

Marcia: Haaaa, that would have been better…

Rosa: It really wouldn’t have!! Maybe you’re fine with dying young, but I’m not!! I still have a ton of stuff to do, you know?! Dying like this would be way too inconvenient!

Marcia: Haaaaa…

Rosa: Grrrr! What’s with this attitude anyways?! After making so much trouble for the rest of us by getting that djinn out of the lamp, you decide to stick your head in the sand too?!

June: Tsk. That’s ‘hat happens when yer so fuckin’ greedy.

Marcia: Hm? Why are you looking at me when you’re saying that? I really don’t get it.

Rosa: Weren’t you the one who brought the lamp to the meeting?! Why do you think we’re blaming you?!

Marcia: Now wait just a sec! Yeah, I’m the one who brought the lamp in, but it was senpai who released the djinn inside! If anyone’s to blame, it’s her!

Blanche: That’s a foregone conclusion.

Marcia: Eh? Wh-What’s that supposed to mean?

June: Ya should have expected the shitty ghoul to pull shit like ‘his.

Rosa: That’s right! That’s right! Dies-senpai is a heartless person who only likes to amuse herself by making others miserable! You should have known beforehand she’d take advantage of the situation to make a mess like this! Seriously, Marcia! What were you thinking?!

June: Yeah, ya fuckin’ moron.

Marcia: HAAAAAAAAAAA?! You’re blaming me?! You’re seriously blaming me?! After all that was said?! Your heads seriously are screwed on wrong!

Rosa: Grrr!

June: YA WANNA PICK A FIGHT?!

Marcia: I’LL PICK ONE ALRIGHT! I’m not gonna stand here and let you dump on me like that when there’s only one person at fault!

Vita: Hm~?

Agatha: Don’t… point… your… stupid… finger… at… Big… Sis…

Marcia: Shut it! I’m serious right now! Even if you bite it off I won’t care, you brat!

Agatha: GRRRRRRRRRRR.

Marcia: Senpai!!

Vita: My~ Your furious face certainly adds a certain allure to your visage~ It sends shivers down my spine~

Marcia: Yo-You’re not gonna distract me with your weirdness now! I’m too worked up to think through what you’ve just said! Senpai!! Please explain yourself!

Vita: Oh? Explain myself? Whatever could you mean?

Marcia: You know perfectly well what I’m talking about!! Why did you let the djinn out?!

Vita: Ah. That.

Marcia: Yes! That! You knew there was a magical presence in the lamp and you set him loose on all of us! Please explain your reasoning behind that!

Vita: Hm~? ‘Tis not obvious?

Marcia: Not at all!! I can’t wrap my head around your thinking process at all! It’s like trying to navigate a maze with no exit!

Vita: My~ The compliments are pouring out of your mouth today, are they not?

Marcia: Senpai!!

Vita: Fufu~ But very well. Sweet nothings should be rewarded after all. ‘Tis always been my policy. If an answer you seek, then cease your wandering, my dear~

Marcia: … Wh-What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t get it at all!

Diana: Curiosity is man’s downfall.

Marcia: Eh? Curiosity? Downfall?! What are you talking about now, Diana?!

Blanche: … I’m afraid I understand what she’s talking about.

Rosa: You do?! Just from that?! You’re amazing, Blanche!

Blanche: … Th-That’s… Ahem. I advise you to restrain your enthusiasm, Rosalia. I’m doubtful you’ll be happy with what I’m about to say…

Rosa: I-Is it that scary?!

Blanche: Scary… Perhaps we could look at it that way too… But more importantly, I would say the right word for it is-

Vita: Gratitude~

Blanche: …

Rosa: Gra-Gratitude? For what exactly…

Agatha: The… stupid… amoeba’s… brain… is… so… small… eheheheheheheheh…

Rosa: GRRR!

Vita: Now, now, my darling Agatha~ We must always show patience, remember? ‘Tis not her fault for her deficiency~

Rosa: … I didn’t get that but it was an insult, wasn’t it?! I can tell, you know!

Vita: How perspicacious of you, little rose~

Rosa: Another one! That was another one, wasn’t it?! Is this really the time for that though?! Don’t we have bigger problems?!

Marcia: Give it up, Rosalia.

Rosa: Eh? Marcia?

Marcia: There’s no way you’re going to get through to senpai. Her mind is too warped. Like this issue of gratitude… I think I’ve got a grasp on it…

Vita: Hm~?

Marcia: That gratitude you’re speaking about… is it that you wanted to thank me for bringing such a fun ‘toy’ for you to play around with?

Vita: Correct~

Marcia: AAAAAAAAAH! I WAS AFRAID YOU WERE GOING TO SAY THAT! JUST DOING EVERYTHING AT YOUR OWN PACE WITHOUT CARING ABOUT ANYBODY ELSE. THAT’S RIGHT! THAT’S RIGHT! THAT’S THE WAY OF THE MAD FREE PEOPLE, ISN’T IT?!

Rosa: Ma-Marcia! Calm down! You’re having a breakdown!

Marcia: Right.

Rosa: .... Eh? Th-That was a quick turnaround…

Marcia: After some meditation-

Rosa: Meditation?! What meditation?!

Marcia: I’ve come to a conclusion. SENPAI!

Vita: Hm?

Marcia: I’m returning the lamp to you~

Vita: No need, my dear. Consider it part of your dowry~

Marcia: Eh~? No way~ I couldn’t possibly steal this magnificent item from its rightful owner~

Vita: My~

Marcia: And since you’re the rightful owner~ Because you are~ You should stay here and marry this guy instead~

Vita: Oh~? I simply could not~

Marcia: Are you thinking about my feelings~? How kind~! But you really shouldn’t~ I’m giving you my full support~ So don’t hold back~ Don’t hold back at all~

Rosa: … She’s really trying to skirt her duties.

Marcia: I heard that!!

Rosa: !!!

Marcia: If you think I’m taking the fall for senpai’s blunder, then you’re dreaming!! I’m washing my hands clean of this whole thing!! Ya hear me?!

Rosa: … Just a second before you begged her to give you the lamp.

Marcia: That was when I thought I could make a quick madol with little to no consequences!! Things are different now!! The consequences have come back to bite me in the ass!!

Blanche: She’s so frustrated everything is spilling out.

Diana: Mm.

Marcia: So, senpai!!

Vita: Hm~?

Marcia: Step up and do the right thing!! Take this creepy guy and marry him so we can go back!!

Vita: I refuse~ I despise men with such bland features~

Marcia: WHO CARES ABOUT THAT?! You think I want to marry a guy with such a lame sense of humour?!

Vita: Hm, that would be rather unfortunate~ But his overly excitable attitude is simply revolting. I will concede to you.

Marcia: I DON’T WANT HIM! HE’S REALLY OFF-PUTTING! YOU TAKE THE CREEP!

Vita: No~

Rosa: They’re really annoyingly stubborn!! Seriously, I know that marrying such a weirdo is not the best outcome, but aren’t they going too far? Don’t you think so, Blanche?

Blanche: … Rosalia.

Rosa: Eh? Blanche! But- Huh?! Wait! If you’re on my right, then who’s the one-

Djinn: …

Rosa: AAAAH! SO YOU’VE BEEN HERE ALL ALONG?!

Djinn: ...

Marcia: YOU TAKE HIM! I’D RATHER DIE THAN MARRY HIM!

Vita: ‘Tis a mutual feeling~

Djinn: …

Rosa: YOU MONSTERS! STOP TALKING! THIS SORT OF ABUSE WILL BREAK ANYBODY’S SPIRIT! JUST BECAUSE HE’S UGLY AND LAME DOESN’T MEAN THAT HE SHOULD BE FORCED TO ENDURE THIS!

June: … Yer one to talk.

Djinn: ...ugh..

Rosa: Eh? What was that?

Djinn: ...ough…

Blanche: ?

Djinn: ENOUGH!!

Blanche: !!!

Rosa: MY EARS!!

June: NOT ‘HIS SHIT AG’IN!

Djinn: ‘Monster’ is too light a word for you people!! Even ogres have more compassion! You devils! Don’t you know a young man’s heart is really fragile?!

Rosa: I-It kinda hurts how right he is...

Djinn: That’s it. I’ve decided.

Rosa: Eh? You decided?! What did you decide?!

Djinn: I really wanted a cute wife to come live with me and cheer me up when I am down and share my joys and sorrows! But you girls are much too troublesome and unpleasant!

Rosa: Eeeh?! But I didn’t even do anything?!

Blanche: That’s obviously a lie.

Djinn: So you’re all evicted from here-

Marcia: YAHOO!

Djinn: -except for my master!

Marcia: …

Vita: Fufu~

Marcia: DON’T YOU DARE LAUGH! And you!!

Djinn: Ah, don’t shout like that. I have delicate hearing, you know?

Marcia: Like I care!! More importantly, didn’t you just say you couldn’t stand any of us earlier?! What’s with this sudden switch, huh?!

Djinn: … Well.

Marcia: WELL WHAT?

Djinn: I guess spending eternity with you is still better than being alone.

Marcia: …

Diana: … He must dislike loneliness.

Rosa: Haaaa?! Aren’t you too casual about this?! The way he just spoke was super insulting, actually!!

Blanche: Indeed. But that aside…

Agatha: It… still… means… one… will… have… to… stay… behind… We… should… make… the… stupid… amoeba… do… that… hehehehehehehe…

Rosa: NOOOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT! DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND! I DON’T WANNA! IT’S MARCIA’S FAULT SO SHE SHOULD STAY!

Marcia: IF ANYONE SHOULD STAY IT’S DIES-SENPAI!

Vita: Fufu, are we to cast votes? Then I believe that the world ought to be spared of violent brutes with barely a sliver of intelligence~

June: …

Cass: Mi-Mi-Miss Himalia?

June: … I... ‘nough…

Cass: Um…

June: I HAD ‘NOUGH OF ‘HIS SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!

Djinn: !!! E-EH?!

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#walpurga nacht academy #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twist #twist oc #twisute oc #twisute #rosalia morgainne #blanche dion #marcia pyroeis #june himalia #diana arrow #cassandra delphinne #agatha voisin #vita dies #djinn's bride #djinn's bride event

[dreamingwithbts]

Demon (Boku No Hero) - Chapter 18

Warning: Swearing

“Now that everyone’s decided on their hero names, we’ll go back to talking about the internships. They will last of a week. As for where you’ll have them, those who had offers from pros will be given your own lists, so you can choose from these yourself.” Aizawa-sensei says. “I’m so curious to see who picked me.” I think very curious. “Think carefully before you choose.” Aizawa-sensei finishes. “Yes, sir!” We all screamed, then some of us got our lists. “Let’s see.” I say looking through the names on the list. “Turn in your choices before the weekend.” That was the last thing I heard from Aizawa-sensei before he and Midnight left the classroom and I turn my attention back to my list. “Oh. Shoto.” I say, making the two hair color boy look at me. “Yes?” He asks. “Your dad made an offer to me.” I say serious. “I see. Will you accept it?” He asks. “Of course not!” I say laughing, and I see a little smile on Shoto face. “Aka-chan do you already know what offer you will accept?” Izuku asks me. “Not yet, I still have to see half of the names on the list.” I say sighing making him smile at me then go back to his list of agencies.

“No way!!” I froze reading my list. “Oh my god...” I whisper. “Oi, demon! What the hell is happening to you?” Katsuki asks me confused. “I have an offer...” I say still in shock. “No shit.” Katsuki says. “I HAVE A OFFER FROM HAWKS!” I scream getting up. “What?” Some of my classmates scream. “Lucky girl Aka-chan!” Mina screams. “Oh my god!” I scream happy. “So what? He’s just a guy with wings.” Katsuki says angry. “Jealous I got an offer from him, Katsuki?” I say teasing him. “Like I care!” He says angry. “I’m not jealous because of the offer...” Katsuki thinks. Laughing, I choose to intern with him, so I mark him on the list.

“So have you decided what offer you will choose?” I ask Katsuki. “Of course! I’m going to choose Best Jeanist, the number 4 hero!” He says smirking. “Really? So I got the number 3 pro hero and you 4?” I say smirking, knowing he will be angry. “SHUT UP!” He screams. “Knew it.” I think laughing. “You better text me while we are in the internship.” I say to him serious. “Will see.” He says. “Jerk.” I say smiling. “Dumb.” He says back smirking. “How’s your Mom and Dad?” I ask him. “The old hags are fine. Mom is pissing me off, always asking me about when you come to the house again.” he responds. “Really? I have to go visit her soon then.” I say not noticing the blush on Katsuki face then we stay in a comfortable silence, both on our own thoughts and I wear Ochaco and others talking to Izuku behind us then I look at Katsuki who was trembling in anger. “Shut up...” Katsuki whispers. “Katsuki?” I whisper to him confused.

The end of school approached quickly, Izuku and I were ready to leave, since today I came with him and Katsuki had stuff to do I will walk home with him. “You ready to go Izuku?” I ask him. “Yes.” He responds then we heard a voice. “Aka-chan, Deku-kun, let’s go home together.” Ochaco says to us. “Okay.” Izuku and I say then she turns around. “Lida-kun, you too...Huh?” She says, and then we all see his empty seat. “Thank god.” I think sighing in relief. “He probably decided on where he wants to do his internship and went to turn it into the staff room.” Izuku says opening the classroom door with me behind him. “I am here! In a bizarre position!” Suddenly Dad in his All Might for appears in front of us. “HAAAAA!” Izuku and I scream scared. “What the hell?!” I scream after my scream. “Wh-What’s the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?” Izuku asks confused. “Come with me for a moment.” Dad says to him. “Do I have to go?” I whisper and Dad shakes his head and I nod understanding. “Well, since that, Ochaco do you mind coming with me, so I can deliver my internship offer to Aizawa-sensei while we wait for Izuku?” I ask the brown girl behind me. “Sure! I take the opportunity and also deliver it.” Ochaco says smiling at me. “We’ll wait for you in the entrance.” I say to Izuku who smiles at us, and we leave to the staff room.

“Hi Aizawa-sensei!” Ochaco says entering the staff room with me beside her. “Surprised not seeing you sleeping already Aizawa-sensei.” I say teasing him making Ochaco giggle. “Uraraka. Aka....” Aizawa-sensei says tired. “Were here to give you the internships.” I say giving him my list, Ochaco also giving hers. “Thank you. You decided going with Hawks?” Aizawa-sensei asks me. “Yes!” I respond. “We are doomed then.” He says making me pout and Ochaco laugh. “Aizawa-sensei!” I complain. “Is this all?” He asks. “Ya, ya, we’re leaving. See you tomorrow Aizawa-sensei.” I say already leaving. “Bye sensei!” Ochaco says, and we start going to the school entrance. “So! I see that you and Katsuki are getting closer. Something to say, Aka-chan?” Ochaco says getting near my face smirking and wiggling her eyebrows. “We’re just friends!” I say, blushing a little. “Of course, of course!” Ochaco says giggle evilly. “What about you and Deku-kun?” I ask her, imitating her, now smiling evilly. “There’s nothing about us!” She says now blushing. “Be careful, you have competition!” I say teasing her, thinking of Shoto. “What? Competition? Who?” Ochaco asks and I just laugh. “Aka-chan! Who?!” She asks and I just keep laughing. “Aka-chan!” She says desperate.

“What? You got an offer? That’s great, Deku-kun!” Ochaco asks Izuku when we are all together again. “Y-Yeah.” Izuku says. “All Might offer it?” I ask confused. “No, he just informed me.” He answers. “I’ll ask Dad later.” I think then I see Izuku opening Lida locker. “Did Lida-kun go home before us?” Ochaco asks him and I leave them be, not wanting to know or think about Lida right now. “Let’s go!” I say to them. “Yes!” They say getting to me, and we start walking home with Stain on my mind.

A day after the sports festival, exactly after Dad told me about Stain being my real father, I was watching the news when they talked about what happen about Lida brother. “Is Ingenium beyond recovery?” I heard the journalist ask making me more nervous, more sad, more angry. My biological father is someone who killed seventeen heroes and hurt twenty-three beyond recovery, one being the brother of my classmate. “What am I going to do now?” I think.

Dad arrived at home a few hours later, and I ask him about Izuku internship. “ Young Midoriya is going to intern with Gran Torino, he was my school home teacher in U.A. for a year.” Dad informs me. “So, that’s good, right?” I ask him, confused by his nervous face. “I don’t know.” He says making me scared. “Izuku is going to die!” I think.

Everyone was in the train station listening to Aizawa-sensei. “You all have your costumes, right? Remember, you aren’t allowed to wear them in public. Don’t drop them or anything.” Aizawa-sensei says. “Yessir!” We hear a very excited Mina. “I wish I had her energy.” I say to Katsuki that was next to me. “Tch.” He only says. “Speak clearly! It’s yes, sir, Ashido.” Aizawa-sensei says making me giggle at Mina depressed face. “Make sure you mind your manners with the heroes at your internships!” Aizawa-sensei continues. “Heard that, Katsuki? You have to behave.” I say teasing him making Kirishima laugh next to us. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” Katsuki screams angry like usual. “Bakugo, shut up.” Aizawa-sensei says making me laugh. “You too, Aka.” He says and I quickly stop laughing. “Off with you, now.” Aizawa-sensei finishes. “Yes, sir.” We all say.

“Well, good luck on your internships, Ochaco, Izuku.” I say to the two. “You too Aka-chan.” Ochaco says. “Call me if you need anything.” I say to Izuku who smiles at me. “Thank you Aka-chan, good luck with Hawks.” He says. “Bye guys!” I wave bye seeing them going after Lida. “I have a bad feeling.” I think looking at Lida back. “Oi.” A voice behind me says. “Katsuki.” I say. “Just...text me if you need anything or what ever.” Katsuki says not looking at me and his hands on his pockets. “I will, you do the same.” I say smiling. “Tch.” He says. “Tokoyami, you’re going to Kyushu. That’s the opposite direction.” I hear someone say, recognizing it was the same destination as me. “I have to go. Good luck with Best Jeanist. Bye.” I say kissing his cheek and leave quickly not hearing him whispering bye.

“Oi! Tokoyami you’re going to Kyushu too?” I ask, approaching my bird classmate. “Yes. You too?” He asks. “Yup. We get to intern together. It’s going to be cool.” I say smiling at him who nods. “Better you than Mineta.” He says making me laugh, and we enter the train.

Tokoyami and I stood in front of a huge window building. “This looks very expensive.” I say and Tokoyami nods in agreement, and he starts walking making me follow him. “Let’s go Akuma. You can do it.” I think. “Hello, I assume you’re here for the internship.” A nice lady says the moment we enter the building. “Hi, yes, were here to see Hawks for the internship.” I say to the nice lady. “He’s waiting on the last floor, you can take that elevator.” She says to us. “Thank you.” I say and Tokoyami nods at the woman and we both enter the elevator. “Are you nervous?” I ask Tokoyami. “Yes.” He simply says his arms crossed. “Me too.” I say, and the elevator stops, it’s doors opening to a corridor with some doors on it and secretaries outside the doors, and we start walking. “Hawks is waiting for you inside that door.” One secretary says, and we thank him and I knock on Hawks door. “Come in.” I shiver hearing his voice, so Tokoyami and I enter Hawks office. “Well if isn’t the two third place winners!” Hawks saying leaning in front of his desk his red wings open. “Oh my god, Pro Hero Hawks is in front of me!” I think my mouth open in shock.

“Let me see, you’re Fumikage Tokoyami and you Akuma Aka. Tell me why is your name a demon? You know what, never mind. Let’s go, we have crime to catch!” Hawks says with energy passing by us almost hitting us with his wings while Tokoyami and I just look at him confused. “Ha? Wait? What?” I say confused. “We need to get in our hero costumes first.” Tokoyami says. “Then go do that!” Hawks says, and we quickly find a place to change separately. “We’re ready.” I say, the two of us standing behind Hawks. “Good! Let’s get....” Hawks says turning around only to stopped frozen looking at me. “Hawks?” I ask him. “Damn. You’re going to be a good distraction for villains. Let’s go then.” Hawks says smirking. “I don’t think Bakugo is going to like that.” Tokoyami says passing by me following Hawks. “Bakugo? What? What are you talking about?!” I ask him only to be ignored.

“I see. You were the ones who attacked U.A., and you want to add me to your numbers.” Stain says to Shigaraki. “Yeah. Come on, you’ve got so much more experience as a villain, sir.” Shigaraki says. “What are you after?” Stain asks him. “For now, I just want to kill All Might. I want to break everything I don’t like. Damn kids like this, too.... Everything...” Shigaraki responds showing a picture of Izuku. “I was foolish to be interested. You’re the type of person I hate the most. You want me to go along with your childish tantrum?” Stain says taking his swords to attack. “Master, is it all right to let this continue?” Kurogiri asks to the TV on the room. “Don’t you want to know about your daughter, Stain?” The voice on the TV says shocking everyone. “I don’t have a daughter.” Stain says smirking. “Are you so sure about it?” The TV says making Stain frown. “If you join, I can tell you who she is.” The TV says.

Note:Hope you like it! New chapter every Friday!

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