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spaceisout · 1 year

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𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 // 𝙠𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙞

Pairing: Keigo Takami x F!Reader

Words: 2.221

Summary: being married young was never in either of your plans, more or less being married to a hero and a quirkless human. still, it made an interesting switch to your lives, one you might not regret.

Warning(s): angst, fluff,

A/n: I apologize for the delayed update, my week became a lot more busier than I had expected. Also taglist is available to anyone who would like to be updated. Any donations are appreciated it is a way I can help contribute to pay bills while I'm able to get a job <3

Links: donate to the author, masterlist (coming soon), current series list

Taglist: @alligator-person @bakugosgirl01 @deathkat657 @justanerd1 @multilingual-birb @urdecentartist09 @abbylouamanda @keigo-hawks-takami-simp

(if there is anyone I missed on the list pls let me know, enjoy! <3)

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5 ◁ II ▷ 7

"Can you fly me around with your ice?!" a child exclaimed looking up at the bi-colored hero with excitement.

"Uum... ice is technically to hard to fly around with." He explained with crossed arms, "But I can transport you to places...almost like a car I guess?"

"Why the hell are we even here for?!" The blonde yelled looking annoyed with the amount of weird questions that he kept on getting.

"Come on, Kaachan." His friend calmly said, "You said you wanted to tag along too remember?"

"Y-yeah to teach them about being a hero," Kaachan explained. "N-not to deal with weird kids who won't even listen a word I f-"

"Language, Bakugo." Best Jeanist interrupted him. "Remember we are an example for these future heroes."

He looked away, grumbling under his breath.

"Then why is feathers, flirting with the teachers?" He questioned pointing at Hawks, "I thought we were supposed to talk with the kids!"

Best Jeanist followed his pointing finger and saw Hawks talking with you. He sighed, knowing this was going to happen eventually but thought it would take longer than five minutes.

"Make sure to keep an eye on the students." He said talking to Endeavor and walked over to your group.

"I gotta say I'm amazed at how high the kids spirits are." Keigo said looking at you. "Nowadays it is difficult to make sure they don't lose hope just because they're not like everyone else."

You knew he meant those words sincerely, especially since the cases of bullying have risen recently.

"I honestly at times can't protect them from feeling like an outsider in a world where they belong." You explained looking at them as they surrounded the dirty blonde with happiness. "I want to do all I can to make sure their confidence isn't broken when they go to junior high. They deserve to feel like heroes in their own lives whether they have quirks or not."

"Our colleagues and friends have focused on making sure their worth isn't justified by the family their born into or the quirk their relatives might have that they don't." Mio added, "We want them to live like the kids they are."

"Whether they decide to go into a field of public service or pursue a career of what they're passionate about we don't want them to forget their worth." Hizashi spoke up, "They're just as important as heroes."

Keigo saw the look of endearment and passion in your eyes. It was visibly shown to anyone who looked your way, how much you care about them. Now he understands why you stayed up most nights when he visited your family, you were preparing lesson plans even on your days off.

"Hawks!"

He jumped back in surprise seeing Best Jeanist standing in front of him. Keigo composed himself and gave him a dazzling smile making Mio swoon over him.

"Hey buddy! How are the kids treating you?"

"You are supposed to be with them as well, they've been asking about you." He said.

"I just came over here for a minute to talk with some of their teachers." Keigo explained, "Let me introduce you to Mio Takahashi, Rio Hizashi, and last but not least (first name) (last name)."

"It's very nice to meet you." Best Jeanist said shaking each of your hands.

"No, the pleasure is all ours." You said as Mio and Hizashi nodded. "I'm very happy to see everyone took some time to come and visit our students during their sports festival. We really appreciate it, it means a lot to them to see you guys."

"Hawks called us over as soon as he got the call from the principle." He explained, "We did not hesitate to agree, we wanted to come and meet them."

You knew he was such a humble hero but your respect for him went far above and beyond.

"Ah, Mr. Hawks! Mr. Best Jeanist!" The principle yelled out. "Our next event is about to start soon, we would love for you to participate with our students."

"Of course we would be honored to help out the little heroes!" Keigo exclaimed.

"Thank you!" She smiled, "The next event will be a tug of war between all classes. You can go ahead and choose a class as well as your students, we would love it if they joined in too."

"I'll go and let them know." Best Jeanist said.

"Do you mind if I tag along too?"

"Not at all."

It was plainly obvious that the principle had a crush on him, or really admired him.

"Mrs. Kimura is a big, fan huh?" Keigo said.

"That goes without saying." You chuckled lightly.

"Oh, (name) do you have the number tags?" Hizashi asked.

"Right, I forgot to bring them out." You sigh, "I'll go get them."

"Is it alright if I tag along?" Keigo asked looking at you sweetly.

"I can go-" Hizashi was about to say but you shook your head.

"It's alright. It shouldn't take me too long."

"I insist, plus I kinda wanna see the school from the inside too." Keigo insisted.

Looking in between them it was hard to choose, still Keigo decided to come and visit you at your work place.

"Okay," you said earning a smile from him. "You did take some time to come see the students so I'll give you a tour then."

"Awesome!"

You looked at Hizashi, "We'll be back in a bit."

He nodded and you two walked off by yourselves towards your classroom. As soon as you got some more distance and were sure there was no one else you spoke up.

"How come you did not tell me that you were coming?"

Keigo stopped, you mirrored his movement, to look at you.

"I wanted it to be a surprise." He explained, "I've seen the way you work yourself out for them." His hands rested on your shoulders, slowly they went down your arms, giving your body goosebumps, and stopped on both your wrists. "I wanted to meet the students that stole my wife's heart."

"I'm just- I'm still surprised that you're here, Keigo." You softly spoke, "It feels somewhat normal... like you came to visit on a random day..." There was a bit of hesitation on the last words you wanted to say to him.

A smile formed on his face as he used one of his hands to reach up and hold your cheek.

"Like a husband does?" He said, "Visiting his wife at her work place?"

Your lips parted, "Well-"

"I admit it I did not know if it was a good idea to come considering how things have been. But... when I heard it was the name of the same school you were working at I did not want to waste any time and automatically said yes without thinking."

Keigo was... interested in my school, because of me?

"I only heard a few stories about this place." He continued looking around at the colored walls that separates each classroom from the last. His eyes then landed on yours, his smile not faltering. "I wanted to visit the place that holds a special place in your heart... in hopes to learn more about you."

"K-keigo..."

With every person you had ever known, they never managed to make you feel like he does. Given that you have only known him for less than four months, it blows you away. Keigo was different, in your eyes.

"You have no idea how much it means to me that you're here." You confessed, "My parents are far too busy and far away to come see where I work. Himiko... well things are difficult with her at the moment. I wanted to share my everyday life with someone, to tell them about the shenanigans or activities my students did. Now that I got married to you and I have been able to tell you about it all , it's made my life a whole lot better than I ever realized."

Keigo's heart started to pick up a different type of rhythm.

"Keigo I-!" your eyes widened for a moment then they faltered, making his smile disappear.

"Tell me what you're thinking, (name)."

Biting your lip you tried to figure out if what you wanted to say would affect him in some way. Right now you felt blessed to have someone like him in your life. Keigo became another piece to your whole puzzle. A piece you weren't sure yet about how important his part has played a role.

"Whatever it might be," he gently tilted your head back to meet your eyes. "You can tell me."

Your eyes started to get covered with a transparent liquid, making it quite blurry to see.

"I did not realize how much you would change my life..." You blinked the tears letting them roll down your cheek but as always he was there to prevent them from hitting the ground. "I mean I know I-I sometimes over phrase everything and think it but don't say it. Up until now I watched the little things you have done for me even since before we ever got married."

As you spoke, our brain started to replay all those moments.

"You never hesitated to get closer to me even when I was too shy to speak. Anyone else would have given up but you didn't. I don't know if since then I felt safe to be with you but as time passes by and we spend time together... you're someone I do not ever want leaving my side."

"I'm starting to realize the same thing," On instinct he leaned his head down closer trying to close the gap between you both. "Everyday you are making me the happiest person than I ever was. You are molding me into someone better, and I want you to know that you are the reason because of this."

"Keigo..." you breathed out feeling tears slipping faster.

His eyes travelled down from your (color lips) lips to your eyes hoping to get a sign or a one word answer to his silent plea.

Little by little you felt yourselves gravitating to towards one another, closing the gap between you both. Your eyes not breaking away from one another. Slowly, leaning in giving the other enough time to pull away in case there was regret.

What seemed like inches away suddenly became just a centimeter between you both. Without any sign of hesitation, your lips finally met in the middle.

Eyes widening with surprise knowing well this was what you both wanted.

Keigo's eyes closed first as he started to lose himself in your lips. His hands holding both your cheeks, feeling him pulling you closer to him, wanting to get as close as possible.

Your body suddenly started to feel lighter. The weight you once felt on every limb suddenly disappeared. You were too shocked to close your eyes until you felt the way his lips moved in sync with your own.

Slowly they began to close, your hands moving to rest on each side of his waist. You started to sense the way your body was feeling against his.

As cliche as it sounds, it truly did feel like both your hearts were connected in that moment.

In his whole life he had vowed to never get romantically involved. All he wanted and focused on was protecting his mom from his villain father. He needed for her to feel safe in this world, without any fear of a villain attacking her.

But his view then changed once he met you. All of a sudden his world didn't seem so closed off. You became part of his life despite knowing everything about him, even then, you stayed. You opened up to him about things he never thought about.

And just like that, he grew accustomed to your routine of waking up, making breakfast, dinner, or waiting up for one another to make it back home safe and sound. It was a ritual, no, a rhythm he wanted to continue feeling for as long as you'd allow him to.

With flushed faces you both parted your lips, but your hold stayed still on one another.

"T-that... um." Keigo chuckled lightly suddenly feeling shy.

But you were in the same boat, "Y-yeah."

Both of you then erupted into soft laughter, you did not quite understood if it was the rush of how amazing it felt kissing one another or the fact that you were embarrassed to look at each other after such an intimate kiss.

Still, you looked at each other with happy filled dazed faces.

"(n-name)?"

The color drained from each other's faces as you heard a familiar voice calling out to you.

"Did you just-" they shook their head not even wanting to finish the sentence. "You didn't really... kiss Hawks, right?..."

Keigo held your hand tightly, intertwining his fingers with your own in a protective gesture.

"Mio..." Your close friend wasn't alone, "Hizashi..."

"What is going on?..." Hizashi questioned not bothering to look at Keigo.

"Listen... I swear that there's a good reason-"

"What reason is there for him to kiss you like that?!" He yelled.

Keigo stepped forward, "Let's not start yelling okay? We can talk it out like the adults we are-"

"I wasn't talking to you." Hizashi retorted, "For all I know you're just using her."

"Hizashi, Mio..." You sighed looking at them both. "I'm sorry I did not tell you the truth... but the person I married his Hawks."

"What?..."

"B-but you said he was a regular person!" Mio exclaimed.

"I'm sorry for deceiving you... I had to make up a fake husband in order to keep my real marriage a secret." You explained, "I had no other choice... we did not want to risk anything bad happening."

"Like what?" Mio asked not fully understanding anything that's going on. "What bad thing could possibly happen?"

"Listen, there's still some villains who are trying to settle the score with me." Keigo said, "The battle may be over but there's no telling when they might attack. I did not want to put (name) in harm's way."

"The why did you even ask her to marry you if this marriage was going to be a secret?"

"He didn't ask me to marry him." You said, "I was the one who asked him in exchange for a favor he was doing for my parents."

"You-"

"There you guys are!" The principle smiled as she approached you, "Miss (Last Name) did you find those number tags that we need?"

"Y-yeah! I apologize I got side tracked with showing Hawks around the school." You awkwardly chuckled.

"No worries, I understand. But please make sure to hurry the parents have been waiting along with the heroes."

"I will!" You exclaimed trying to smile as she looked at you before walking away. Once she was gone you turned to look at both your friends. "I know there's a lot of questions you both must have and I want to answer them."

"(name)'s right, you both are close to her and deserve to know the truth." Keigo said, "Why don't you two come by our house after the event is over with? We can explain it there more calmly."

Hizashi looked at Mio, and she looked back at him. There was uncertainty in each other's eyes, not knowing if there was any explanation to this situation.

"Okay." Mio said, "We'll come by after school after all this event is for the students and I don't want to ruin it for them."

Hizashi agree. "She's right, it is best if we talk somewhere private."

You nodded feeling a small relief that they'd be willing to hear you out. "Thank you."

"Alright is everyone ready?!" You spoke into the microphone, looking out at the scene in front of you.

"We're not losing!" Bakugo yelled feeling determined to win. "You guys better be pulling your weight too!"

"We are not about to let them win!" Sato exclaimed, "We're going to easily win this round."

"That's what I'm talking about!"

Midoriya started to feel a bit nervous now, "He sure does know how to get them excited it seems."

"Mr. Deku?" Suzuki spoke tugging at his sleeve. "Do you... think we're going to win?..."

Midoriya smiled, "Well they're good opponents I won't lie, but that doesn't mean we're going to lose without a fight right?"

"R-right!"

"On my mark," you said. "Ready?... Pull!"

"Start pulling!" Bakugo yelled.

"We can do this!" Midoriya retorted looking straight ahead as he pulled with all the strength he had.

"You're going down nerd!" He smirked gritting his teeth as he tugged at the long rope.

"I gotta say, they're an interesting group." You chuckled.

"I apologize for his sudden outbursts," Best Jeanist spoke. "He's a very explosive hero."

You shook your head, "Not at all. I understand, it's passion. If I had a quirk as well I'd probably be the same way as him."

"Does the principle not hire anyone who has a quirk?"

"Initially that was her plan but lately since more and more people are being born with quirks they usually take the route of becoming a hero." You explained, "These students might be the last ones to come here."

"What do you mean?"

Turning to look at him you continued, "A lot of more schools are being built and are being equipped with qualified teachers to help control their quirks. This school was built for people like us. We're normal teachers, so it won't be so surprising if they decide to tear this school down in the future."

"But there's still students who need teachers like you to guide them into the right path, whether they have a quirk or not."

A small smile formed on your lips, "I still have the thought o continuing to teach even if this school won't be here anymore. But it's hard to find a way to land a job at times."

"I promise we're going to try and figure something out." He said resting his hand on your shoulder. "This school has a great group of teachers, that need to continuing teaching."

"Thank you, Best Jeanist." You said, "It means a lot to have a heroes support for us regular folks."

"Hey!"

You jumped back in surprise.

Bakugo yelled looking a you, "Aren't you going to announce the winner?!"

"R-right, sorry about that!" You yelled back and picked up the microphone. "The winner is team Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight!"

Best Jeanist even clapped for him, making him smile wider in victory. The students then surrounded him, Sato ended up being carried and placed on his shoulder for the photo.

"Sorry, we couldn't win." Midoriya apologized.

You spoke walking over to them, "Don't. Everyone put in their effort and I can tell they had fun."

"Miss (last name)!" Suzuki yelled, as he rushed over to hug you.

"You guys did a great job." You wrapped your arm him, smiling softly. "I saw how strong you were pulling, Suzuki."

He shyly smiled, "I-I was able to do it... b-because of Mr. Deku's help. H-he helped me, by encouraging me."

"Thank you for lifting up his spirits. Suzuki tends to be a bit shy sometimes." You said looking at him, "I'm happy he got the chance to be on your team."

"Oh it was nothing." Midoriya smiled with a tilted head. "I'm happy they had fun even though we did not get to win."

"You were amazing!" Suzuki yelled pulling away from you and hugging him instead. "You're an amazing hero, Mr. Deku."

Midoriya's eyes lit up, his hold then tightened as he held Suzuki in his arms.

You decided to walk over to the rest of your students to congratulate them as well.

"Miss (last name)! Did you see me?!" Sato exclaimed. "Did you see how much I was pulling the rope?!"

"I did!" Crouching down in front of her you continued, "You guys did a great job pulling on that rope."

"It was all because I told them how to properly pull." Bakugo spoke with crossed arms in front of his chest.

"He did! Did you know it's best to lean back and plant your feet on the ground?!" She yelled with amazement. "It worked so cool!"

"I did not know that." You looked up at him, "You're quite an impressive hero Mr. Great Murder Explosion God Dynamight."

Bakugo's cheeks turned a light red, "O-of course I am!"

As the events progressed from last rounds of tug of war to the bigger obstacle course between heroes, your mind got distracted.

There was an anxious feeling in your chest, as the sports festival was starting to come to a close. You kept thinking about how your two close friend's would react to knowing the truth about it all.

All you could do was pray and hope that they would stay by your side to support you.

"Everything okay?" Keigo asked as he helped fold up the tables.

"Y-yeah..."

He placed the last table down next to the wall, "(name), I can tell something is on your mind."

"I'm just a bit worried about talking with them is all."

"Hey, everything is going to be fine." Keigo softly, reaching over to your hand to hold it for a second before pulling away. "They're your close friends, they care about you. So I'm sure they'll understand."

You nodded, "You're right... Hizashi and Mio will understand."

Keigo gave you a soft smile and looked both ways before he leaned down and pecked your lips.

"Keigo... s-someome could see us."

"Why do you think I did it quickly?" He teased, making you chuckle.

"Mr. Hawks!" You both looked to the side to see some of your students rushing over to him.

"Hey! What are you kiddos still doing here?"

"You're going to come back and visit right?!" Your youngest Sakura asked.

"Yeah you have to!" Hinata yelled, "You need to come back and see us!"

"Well I certainly hope so." Keigo answered ruffling his hair, "I would love to come back and visit you guys."

"Next time you'll take us somewhere to fly right?" Seiyo asked.

"Guys," you interrupted. "He may have a lot of feathers but he doesn't have enough to take you. He's a hero after all, he's going to them too."

"Awe!" Hinata whined, "Then can you make sure to tell him to come again next week, Miss (last name)?!"

"Yeah, will you ever invite me again Miss (last name)?" Keigo tagged along and even made puppy dog eyes.

He did look quite adorable.

"If it was for me I'd be happy to bring him back again to visit but it isn't up to me." You said, hearing their disappointment sighs. "But I will try and ask the principle."

"Yay!" Your students yelled.

"Now it's time to go home, okay?" You said seeing their parents waiting by the gate. "Your parents are waiting for you guys."

They nodded and bid Keigo goodbye, a smile rested on his face as he watched your students running, enjoying themselves without worry.

"They're an interesting group of kids," he said and turned to look at you. "They're going to go far someday."

"I hope I can continue to lead them down the right path."

"You will, they are lucky to have a teacher like you. I wished I had one exactly like you when I was a kid."

"Well if you ever need a teacher, I'm here." you chuckled lightly.

Keigo pulled you into a tight hug, not caring about anyone seeing you two. All he wanted was to hold you close and you weren't going to deny that a hug from him is what you needed the most.

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 3 months

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C/W ::: Some suggestive things, language, lots of talk about kissing, some teasing. Kinda fluffy for me, really.

!!!!AGED UP CHARACTERS!!!!

IZUKU ::: The man LIVES to kiss you and be kissed by you! I think that he sometimes kisses differently at different times of the day.* (see * below, at the end of this Izuku spiel) But it will always be filled with heart. In the morning or after a nap that you 2 take, he will kiss your eyelids, nose and cheeks before he will kiss your lips. It's just a little ritual he started doing after the first time you both spent the night together. And yeah, there have been times when the morning/nap kissing has turned into something less innocent that kissing each other good day, sir. Afternoon kisses carry some extra heft. Though this sweetie seems mostly carefree (in my head, ok? I'm well aware of what's happening in their world), he finds himself a little more needy or want-y the later in the day it gets. He's taken extensive notes about this: Why is he more inclined to want to press his lips to yours the later it is? Or feel your warmth smooshed against him? And at bedtime - or thereabouts - he is downright grabby. He wonders if it's the bodies release of melatonin in preparation for sleep that's got him trying to cuddle up with you THAT much more. You laugh at his notebook and how diligently he investigates this and tell him to just enjoy the fact that you 2 can kiss the other whenever you both want to. (But secretly, you're super impressed with his powers of deduction and how far they've gotten him in figuring out the possibilities.)

*Unless the mood dictates otherwise.

DABI ::: Man's bi-polar. Probably genetically, definitely psychologically (what I mean is he's one of those self-diagnosed crazy motherfuckers --- BUT we still love him. Ok?!) You never know what kind of shit he's going to throw your way so you're always trying to be prepared for him to lay one on ya. But after a while, you realize that always being on your toes is starting to ruin the fun of getting kissed spontaneously. So you start to try to loosen up and lean into him and his sometimes erratic behavior. You love him kissing you. He's generally gentle with you. Unless he has a point to prove. Like you're HIS little mouse/doll/whatever. ALSO MARKS YOU UPPP. Loves being taller than you so he can bend over to kiss you randomly. If you're sitting on the couch or laying in bed together, he will 100% reach over to lift up your shirt to kiss your tummy. It's so warm and soft he just can't help himself.

SHOTA ::: So. Fucking. Goodly (yeah, well aware that's not a word but it's so good I had to improvise). He's not all crazy about anything, really. Day to day, he will (usually privately) give you plenty of kisses. He loves how kiss-drunk (yeah, I'm really out of pocket tonight with the creative word game. Just deal, please) you look when he pulls back and sees your relaxed face. More often than not, your eyes will be fluttering and your lips will still be all puckered just waiting for MORE. When he's really feeling it, he'll put his right hand on your waist (at first) and bend his knees down to look you in the eyes before he runs his hand on your waist around to your lower back to pull you closer to him. His left hand, for some reason, I can see him being a little playful with you sometimes and walking two fingers up your right arm until he gets to your shoulder, then rub his palm over it to the back of your head and hold you there while he makes your thighs rub together and kisses you even more.

HIZASHI ::: He. Kisses. You. Anywhere. Anytime. Everyday. And everywhere you'll let him. And when you won't let him? Say you're needing a shower or you're on your period and feeling icky? Don't. Just don't tell him no. This man is exuberant as hell and you telling him you feel slimy and gross is NOT going to stop him from swaying in the kitchen with his arms around you, dipping you over his knee and kissing you until all the air that was in your lungs is now in his. He cherishes every time you kiss him and isn't shy about making sure you know. I can also see him walking by you and pulling your shirt down, just a little, around the back of your neck or your collarbone and kissing you there. He's sooooooo hrmm!!! XOXO

HAWKS ::: Hawks, Hawks, Hawwwksss. I can't with him. He's the BEST kisser. Doesn't fuck around. Every time he kisses you, you're left a blushing (sometimes horny/wet) mess. He ALWAYS leaves you wanting more. And the best part is he'll give it to you. Hawks will absolutely kiss you for hours on end. Laying together. Wrapped up in each other's arms. He'll kiss you anywhere. Maybe he'd fly you to a skyscraper where he went ahead of time and set up a little something. Is it hot in here? I think I'm getting a little too self-insert-y. I digress.

My point.

Dear God, it's me again. Please, pretty please, bring me these men.

Thank you --- PS If you can do this for me, I'll never ask you for anything again until net time.

Taglist ::: @viburnt @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82

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aimaileafy · 4 months

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Der Fußkettenwalzer

Wie zelebrieren die Charaktere aus No Kiss for the Dauphin weihnachten....? Come in and find out~!

„Nocturn. Du nervst.“

Mit den unschuldigsten, größten Augen hob Nocturn den Blick, als wüsste er nicht genau, dass seine Fußschellen den oh so hart arbeitenden Kronprinzen tierisch auf die Nerven ging. Der Kronprinz der Dunkelheit und eigentliche Erbe des dämonischen Throns saß in weiß gekleidet an seinem Schreibtisch, mit einer schicken Feder mit goldener Spitze, weit weg von seinem eigentlichen Thronsaal im Tempel und tippte mit seiner Schreibfeder auf das feine Papier. Seine schwarzen Augen durchbohrten den Schuldigen, aber dieser freute sich einfach über die Aufmerksamkeit und klapperte, wie zum Dank für diesen herrlichen Blick noch einmal mit den Fußschellen – welche ganz neu waren. Die schwarzen Ketten funkelten fast; immerhin hatte noch nie jemand sie vor Nocturn angehabt. Ein Geschenk von Hizashi! Hoch magisch, schwer, hässlich und unmöglich zu brechen; wie gemacht für einen Dämon von Nocturns Kaliber. Nocturn hatte natürlich verstanden sie als Kompliment zu nehmen.

„Ich nerve? Aber mit was denn?“ Nocturn konnte das spitzbübische Grinsen gar nicht zurückhalten als er die Kette zwischen seinen Füßen zum Klirren brachte; ein lautes, unangenehmes Geräusch, dass schon bestens dafür geeignet war, um sich in jedermanns Ohren zu schneiden. Praktisch waren sie aber natürlich dennoch: die schwarze Kette zwischen seinen Füßen verlängerte sich nach Bedarf, um ihn nicht allzu sehr einzuschränken… außer die werden Elementarwächter fanden, dass er eine Gefahr war natürlich. Dann zogen sich auch diese neuen Fußschellen zusammen und hinderten ihn am Gehen.

„Ich bewege doch nur meine Füße!“

„Könntest du das ein wenig leiser machen?“

„Jegliche Beschwerden richtet der Herr Yami bitte an Hizashi-samaaa.“ Nur beim Erwähnen von Hizashis Namen verzog Youma das Gesicht. Der Herr Doktor war wirklich wie eine bittere Medizin, für jeden, der ihn traf. Man musste nur von ihm reden und schon hatte jeder schlechte Laune, fühlte sich bedroh und angeklagt. Youma ließ sich davon aber natürlich nicht beirren; Nocturn wusste, dass er schon mehr als einen Kampf mit Hizashi aufgenommen hatte, im Rat und außerhalb, meistens für und wegen Nocturn. Aber gegen die Fußschellen war jedes Argument abgeprallt… es war ja so oder so einer der Auflagen dafür, dass Nocturn überhaupt im Tempel leben durfte; jetzt waren sie nur einfach sichtbar und für jeden offensichtlich; ja, jeder der Nocturn sah, wusste, dass er es hier mit einem überaus gefährlichen Dämon zu tun hatte… der dennoch mit einem Lächeln durch den Tempel spazieren ging und jeden mit der Kette zwischen seinen Füßen nervte. Der Spaziergang heute Morgen war wunderbar gewesen, oh ja.

„Aber jetzt wo ich die Aufmerksamkeit meines Prinzen schon mal habe…“ Nocturn tänzelte durch Youmas Arbeitszimmer, dessen skeptische Augen seine Tanzschritte verfolgten bis Nocturn vor dem Schreibtisch angekommen war.

„Du hast hier doch sicherlich irgendwo ein Datum hingeschrieben, oh fleißiger Prinz, huh?“

„Natürlich habe ich da-“

„Ohja da.“ Nocturn zeigte mit seinem langen spitzen Finger auf das Datum in der obersten Ecke eines vollgeschriebenen Dokuments.

„Es ist der 24.12.“

„…“

„Weiß mein Prinz denn was das für ein Datum ist?“ Wenn er es nicht wusste, dann wäre Nocturn zutiefst beleidigt – und unzufrieden mit sich selbst. Dann hatte er nämlich darin versagt Youma diese schönste aller menschlichen Traditionen auf die liebenswerteste Art nahe zu legen… mit dem Schenken eines Schlittens zum Beispiel.

Aber nein, Youma wurde rot. Und er sah auch zur Seite. Sehr gut.

„Ich bin mir bewusst, dass die Menschen heute Weihnachten feiern“, antwortete Youma, strich sich beiläufig einer seiner langen Haarsträhnen hinters Ohr – sie wurden endlich wieder lang! – und sah dabei so ernst aus, als spräche er vor den Hikari im Rat. Aber seine Wangen waren immer noch etwas rot.

„Ich habe auch versucht einen kleinen Tannenbaum zu organisieren…“ Mit mäßigem Erfolg offensichtlich, denn hier war nirgends ein Baum zu sehen. Doch alleine die Tatsache, dass er es versucht hatte… brachte Nocturn innerlich ein wenig zum Lachen. Dabei hatte Youma genau diese Tradition doch immer am schlimmsten gefunden! Die arme Umwelt! Die armen Bäume! Und dann hing man auch noch etwas daran! Was für ein Unding! Menschen!

„Was für Mühe sich mein Prinz gemacht hat… und das nur für mich. Ich bin geehrt.“ Nocturn wusste nicht genau, warum Youma da noch einmal etwas röter geworden war. War es sein Tonfall gewesen?

„Aber nein, ich brauch keinen Baum. Wenn ich heute Abend vor Mitternacht zwei Stunden mit dir alleine bekomme, als Geschenk, dann ist das für mich gut genug.“ Nocturn war sich bewusst, dass er dabei eigentlich schon ein wenig zu viel forderte, denn da war heute irgend so ein wichtiges Meeting im Jenseits, für dessen Inhalt er sich überhaupt nicht interessiert hatte. Das einzige, woran er sich festgebissen hatte, als Youma ihm davon berichtete war das Datum. Der 24igste Dezember. Wer legte denn bitte wichtige Termine auf den Abend des heiligsten Abend überhaupt… das konnten nur die ach so heiligen Hikari, die sich überhaupt nicht für die Traditionen anderer interessierten.

Deswegen zögerte Youma wohl auch. Er wollte ja der beste Wächter der Dunkelheit sein, den es jemals gegeben hatte und dazu gehörten auch alle Termine einhalten.

„Ich weiß, dass du beschäftigt bist. Aber wer weiß…~“ Taktisch und absolut treffsicher nestete Nocturn ein wenig an seiner roten Schleife, zog ein wenig am Band…

„… vielleicht habe ich ja auch etwas, was du auspacken darfst…~“ Youma wurde auf der Stelle rot. Kerzengerade saß er plötzlich im Stuhl und vergaß sogar kurzzeitig das Atmen. Nocturn zupfte noch ein wenig an seiner Schleife, aber innerlich verdrehte er die Augen: Wesen, die sich sexuell erregen ließen waren so leicht zu manipulieren. Es war schon fast bemitleidenswert.

„Ich… werde sehen was sich machen lässt.“ Ahja, ganz plötzlich. Nocturn hatte plötzlich keine Lust mehr und die gute Laune war auch verschwunden. Na, vielleicht hatte er Youma jetzt auch schon etwas zu lange nichts mehr… auspacken lassen. Bäh.

„Tu das“, antwortete Nocturn dennoch und ließ seine Schleife gehen, um sich kurzerhand auf den Schreibtisch zu setzen – wobei er allerdings nett und höflich genug war nichts umzuwerfen oder etwas zu zerknittern. Er schwang das eine Bein über das andere und löste damit wieder einen ekeligen Ton aus, den er dieses Mal sogar ein wenig nervig fand. Aber er ließ sich davon nicht abbringen:

„Fille ist ja heute auch nicht da.“

„Ist sie nicht?“

„Non. Sie ist mit ihrem gesamten Gefolge – womit ich natürlich Blue, Silver und Firey meine – nach Hok… Hok… aid…“ Nocturn hatte das Gefühl, dass seine Zunge sich verknotete, als er versuchte Hokkaido auszusprechen.

„Bah, das kann ich nicht über meine französische Lippen bringen. Irgendwo in den Norden Japans. Fille und Silver haben da vor Wochen schon eine Hütte gemietet. Im Schnee. Weihnachten im Schnee. Wie romantisch! Ich werde fast eifersüchtig. Natürlich ist der Schnee nichts für unsere Hikari, aber sie wird sicherlich ordentlich gewärmt von ihren lieben Freunden und natürlich von Blue. Er war dagegen, natürlich, unvernünftig und was sendet denn das für ein Signal… aber Fille hat ihren Willen bekommen. Sie sind schon aufgebrochen und sind zwei Tage weg.“

„Woher weißt du das?“ Die Frage war doch eher warum wusste Youma das nicht?

„Du hast viel zu tun und ich habe nicht mehr viele Hobbies, vergessen?“ Nein, das hatte er natürlich nicht vergessen und Nocturn war sich klar, dass er das eigentlich nicht hätte sagen sollen – aber es war nun einmal die Wahrheit.

„Ganz großes Drama, denn natürlich kommt Saiyon nicht mit, obwohl er ja der Getreue von unserer Hikari ist, weshalb Blue auch dagegen war. Wieder, falsches Signal. Aber Grey und White haben Fille den Rücken gestärkt und gemeint, es sei gut für ihre mentale Gesundheit und für das Strahlen ihres Lichts… Wenn sie sich heute Mal keine Gedanken darüber machen muss, so schnell wie möglich schwanger zu werden.“ Schon wieder etwas, was Nocturn eigentlich nicht hatte sagen wollen, aber er redete wie immer zu schnell und schon war dieses Thema auch zwischen ihnen im Raum. Der nicht vorhandene Erbe des Elements der Dunkelheit… und der Tatsache, dass Nocturn Youma mit dieser Angelegenheit nicht helfen konnte. Er hatte es eigentlich nicht ansprechen wollen, obwohl er wusste, dass Silence ihn erst vor wenigen Tagen an seine Pflicht als letzter Lebender Yami erinnert hatte – und Youma war pflichtbewusster als Green.

Egal, darüber wollte Nocturn jetzt verdammt nochmal nicht nachdenken. Es war Weihnachten; das einzige Kind, an das er heute denken wolle, war ein nicht existierendes, heiliges Gotteskind, das einfach nur als Ausrede genommen wurde für gute Musik und Festessen. Oh gute Musik! Ein Gottesdienst in der Notre Dame, oh das wäre so wunderbar… Nein, nein, nicht daran denken, daran erst recht nicht. Wenn er an Paris dachte, fing er gleich an zu weinen.

Und das wäre nicht gut, denn genau da klopfte es an der Tür. Youma horchte auf und wollte den Besucher schon herein bitten, aber da öffnete dieser schon von sich aus die Tür, als wäre dies sein Arbeitszimmer – und herein kam wahrlich ein Gotteskind… nämlich Hizashi, mit Reitzel im Schlepptau, der einen entschuldigenden Eindruck machte.

„Ah, Reitzel hatte recht! Hier ist ja unser Dämon.“ Nocturn hatte viele Dämonen getroffen, dumme, gefährliche, mächtige. Fürsten von hohen Kaliber; Ri-Il unter anderem, dessen Lächeln einem auch nicht gerade Freude verspüren ließ. Aber Hizashis Lächeln… Es gab keines, mit dem man es vergleichen konnte. Sein Lächeln war wie das einer alten Engelsstatue, in dessen Körper der Teufel gefahren war; genauso gefährlich und genauso ewiglich. Hizashi war einer der wenigen Wesen, mit denen auch Nocturn am liebsten so wenig wie möglich zu tun hatte – leider musste er ihn aber jeden zweiten Tag sehen.

„Das Hündchen ist bei seinem Besitzer, wie niedlich“, sagte Hizashi und legte lächelnd die Hände zusammen. Er verbeugte sich natürlich nicht – verbeugte er sich vor überhaupt jemanden? Vor seinen Göttern vielleicht? – aber Reitzel grüßte höflich. Youma richtete sich sofort auf, alarmiert und verärgert.

„Nocturn ist nicht beim Besitz“, antwortete Youma mit ernster, resoluter Miene. Nocturn spürte wie eine komische Wärme sich auf seinen Wangen ausbreitete. Also eigentlich mochte er es ja, wenn Youma sagte, dass er „sein war“, aber das war wohl nicht der richtige Moment um das anzumerken.

„Wie Sie meinen, Yami-san.“ Hizashi drehte sich zu Reitzel herum und sein Lächeln war sofort weg.

„Du kannst jetzt gehen, Reitzel“, sprach er mit der Strenge eines Lehrers, der seinen Schüler wegschickte, nachdem dieser seinen Zweck erfüllt hatte. Doch Reitzel blieb stehen, wofür Nocturn ihm Respekt zollte.

„Geh“, sagte er nun mit etwas mehr Nachdruck und tatsächlich auch mit einer abweisenden Handbewegung.

„Du hast deinen Zweck erfüllt.“

„Aber Hizashi. Ich sagte dir doch, dass ich etwas mit Youma-san zu besprechen hätte.“ Nocturn lachte beinahe in sich hinein; da hatte das kleine Lamm von einem Hikari aber gut gekontert! Hizashi hatte Tonfall eines Lehrers benutzt, aber Reitzel den eines Psychiaters, der mit seinem Patienten sprach. Etwas was dem kalten Hikari nicht unbemerkt geblieben war, denn er verzog kurz angewidert das Gesicht.

„Gut“, zischte Hizashi und legte plötzlich seinen Zeigefinger auf Reitzels Brust, der ein wenig Abstand nahm, aber Hizashi bohrte seinen Finger noch tiefer hinein. Doch irgendwie fand Nocturn nicht, dass Reitzel danach aussah als würde es ihm missfallen…?

„Aber der kleine Reitzel sollte auf sein Taten und Schritte ein wenig besser achten…“ Er pikste ihn nun förmlich:

„… und auf seinen Tonfall.“ … jeder andere hätte wohl das Gesicht verzogen, aber Reitzel… Nocturn legte den Kopf schief. Sah er hier etwa die einzige Person für die Hizashi keine bittere Medizin war?

Dann wandte sich eben bittere Medizin allerdings Nocturn zu:

„Komm, Dämon, ich will nicht mehr als nötig meine Zeit mit dir verschwenden. Es ist ohnehin ein Unding, dass ich dich finden muss.“ Youma warf Nocturn einen besorgten Blick zu, den Nocturn nicht ganz verstand. Es war doch nicht das erste Mal, dass er alleine war mit Hizashi. Oder glaubte er, dass er seine schlechte Laune an ihm auslassen würde? Hm, gut, das würde er sicherlich. Aber nach dem ganzen Drama mit Fille würde Hizashi ihn wohl kaum töten.

„Verzeiht meine Unhöflichkeit, Hikari-Hizashi-sama“, antwortete Nocturn und verneigte sich elegant, nachdem er vom Schreibtisch herunter gerutscht war.

„Dann lasst uns zur Tat schreiten, damit ich Euch nicht länger behellige.“ Er warf Youma sein Zwinkern zu, dass er selber sehr kokett fand und von dem er hoffte, dass Youma das „bis nachher“ verstanden hatte.

Und dann war Nocturn alleine mit Hizashi – und Youma mit Reitzel, der die Tür schloss, während Youma ein Seufzen über die Lippen rollte.

„Entschuldigt bitte die Umstände, Reitzel-san“, sagte der Yami und massierte sich die Schläfen.

„Ich habe nicht auf die Uhrzeit geachtet, ansonsten hätte ich Nocturn zu Hizashi gebracht. Ich hoffe sie hatten keine allzu große Unannehmlichkeiten deswegen.“

„Machen Sie sich darüber keine Sorgen, Youma-san. Ich habe keinerlei Unannehmlichkeiten erlebt.“ Youma runzelte die Stirn, denn genau wie Nocturn hatte er natürlich auch eben gesehen, wie Hizashi Reitzel nicht nur mit den Finger durchbohrt hatte, sondern auch mit seinem Blick – als wären sie bei einem Kreuzverhör gewesen. Warum wirkte Reitzel dann so, als hätte er… gute Laune? Seine Wangen waren rot und seine Locken schienen zu tanzen, als er sich ihm mit einem Lächeln zuwandte.

„Ich habe das bekommen, worum Sie mich gebeten haben.“ Umgehend holte er ein kleines, in rotem Papier eingepacktes Geschenk aus seiner braunen Tasche, die zu seiner menschlichen Kleidung passte, in die er seinen Eciencé-Körper gehüllt hatte: einen warmen, gestrickten Pullover in hellen Farben, mit passendem Schal und hellbraunen Mantel, der von feiner Qualität war. Die Tatsache, dass Reitzel sich ab und zu in menschliche Kleidung begab, sorgte bei den anderen Hikari für Unmut und auch Youma hatte schon einige Lästereien über ihn gehört, aber er fand, dass Reitzel sich immer sehr vornehm kleidete. Ohnehin… seitdem Reitzel Youma bei der Rettung Nocturns geholfen hatte, war Reitzel… beinahe so etwas wie Youmas Freund geworden, wenn Hikari und Yami denn befreundet sein konnten. Aber er mochte ihn, das konnte er sich wohl eingestehen – und das nicht nur, weil er hübsch anzusehen war, mit seinem sanften Lächeln und den weichen Locken, von denen Green mal gesagt hatte, dass sie sie zu gerne anfassen wollte. Er war freundlich und unvoreingenommen… und einer der wenigen, der von Youmas und Nocturns geheimer Beziehung wusste und ihm dafür niemals auch nur einen schiefen Blick zugeworfen hatte.

„Ich habe mir die Freiheit herausgenommen es einpacken zu lassen. Hier oben auf unseren Inseln wäre es schwer geworden passendes Einpackpapier zu finden.“ Er reichte Youma die kleine Schachtel.

„Ich danke Ihnen, Reitzel-san. Das war überaus freundlich von Ihnen.“ Trotz allem blieben sie aber beim Sie.

„Ich weiß, dass meine Bitte, sie auf den Eiffelturm zu schicken, etwas frech war. Ich hoffe, dass ich mich in Zukunft erkenntlich zeigen kann.“ Reitzel winkte mit der Hand ab.

„Ah, ich habe den Ausflug genossen. Das letzte Mal, dass ich auf dem Eiffelturm war, war 1900, kurz nach seiner Eröffnung. Es hat mir Spaß gemacht in Erinnerungen zu schwelgen und nun zur Weihnachtszeit…“

„Ein Graus nicht wahr? Paris ist furchtbar schrill im Dezember und viel voller als sonst. So viele Menschen!“ Die Worte Youmas brachten Reitzel zum Lachen:

„Oh, ich wollte eigentlich sagen, dass ich es sehr schön fand.“ Schön? Hatte Youma sich da gerade verhört? Schön?! Es gab doch kaum eine Jahreszeit zu der Paris schlimmer war als im Dezember! Nun gut, Hochsommer war auch grauenhaft gewesen, mit den vielen Extra Menschen… manchmal verstand Youma wirklich nicht, warum Nocturn sich so sehr nach der Stadt sehnte, aber gut, es war sein Zuhause, dachte Youma und betrachtete das rote Geschenk gedankenverloren, bis Reitzel ihn aus diesen herausholte:

„Doch darf ich mir eine Anmerkung erlauben, Youma-san?“

„Oh ja, natürlich.“ Youma sah auf, etwas verwirrt – doch auf das, was Reitzel da sagte, wäre er nicht gekommen:

„Das Geschenk ist sehr schlecht gewählt.“

… was?

#Eine Weihnachtsstory!!!#Von mir!!!#Wie lange ist das her!!!!#Ich bin richtig stolz #Ich hatte auch wirklich viel spaß #Es überkam mich gestern plötzlich beim Schmücken #Und ich dachte so #Mal gucken ob ich es geschrieben bekomme #und plötzlich waren da fünf seiten #Es war wirklich schön!!!#Es wird drei parts geben #Jap!!!#so stay with me to find out how bad Youmas present is!!!!

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* Ahiru No Sora - Chiaki, Fuwa, Kaname, Kenji, Momoharu, Shinichi, Tokina, Tokiwa, Yakuma, and Yukinara.

* Black Butler - Claude, Grelle, Sebastian, Undertaker, William (added to the list!)

Bleach - Äs Nödt, Byakuya Kuchiki, Gin Ichimaru, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Isshin Kurosaki, Izuru Kira, Jūshirō Ukitake, Kenpachi Zaraki, Kensei Muguruma, Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Nnoitra Gilga, Renji Abarai, Shinji Hirako, Shūhei Hisagi, Shunsui Kyōraku, Sōsuke Aizen, Szayelaporro Granz, Ulquiorra Cifer, Uryu Ishida, Yasutora Sado, Yumichika Ayasegawa.

☆ Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 - Alejandro, Alex, John, Johnny, König, Phillip, Rodolfo, Simon. *Kyle

Chronicles of Ancient Darkness - Aki, Arrin, Asrif, Bale, Boar Clan Mage, Chelko, Dark, Detlan, Fin-Kedinn, Gaup, Hord, Iakim, Inuktiluk, Juksakai, Krukoslik, Kujai, Kyo, Maheegun, Narrander (The Walker), Orvo, Poi, Raut, Sialot, Tenris, Thiazzi, Thull, Tiu, Tseid, Yolun.

Devil May Cry - Dante, Nero, V, and Vergil.

Final Fantasy - Angeal Hewley, Cloud Strife, Genesis Rhapsodos, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Kadaj, Loz, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Reno Sinclair, Rufus Shinra, Sephiroth, Vincent Valentine, Yazoo, Zack Fair.

* Food Wars! - Akira Hayama, Eishi Tsukasa, Isami Aldini, Satoshi Isshiki, Takumi Aldini, Terunori Kuga.

Grand Theft Auto V - Ron Jakowski, Trevor Philips, and Wade Hebert.

Gone - Albert Hillsborough, Alex Mayle, Antoine, Caine Soren, Charles "Orc" Merriman, Drake Merwin, Edilio Escobar, Elwood Booker, Hunter Lefkowitz, Lance, Tony "Cookie" Gilder, Toto, Turk, Tyler "Bug", Paint, Panda, Quinn Gaither, Roger, Zil Sperry.

Haikyuu - Atsumu Miya, Daichi Sawamura, Eita Semi, Kei Tsukishima, Keiji Akaashi, Keishin Ukai, Kenma Kozume, Kōshi Sugawara, Kōtarō Bokuto, Lev Haiba, Osamu Miya, Rintarō Suna, Ryūnosuke Tanaka, Satori Tendō, Shinsuke Kita, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Tetsurō Kuroo, Tobio Kageyama, Tōru Oikawa, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yū Nishinoya.

☆ Halloween 1978 - Michael Myers

Hellboy - Abraham Sapien and Nuada Silverlance.

Hetalia Axis Powers - America, Australia, Austria, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Cuba, Denmark, England, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hong Kong, Italy, Japan, Korea, Kugelmugel, Ladonia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Molossia, Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Poland, Prussia, Romania, Russia, Seborga, South Italy, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, Turkey, Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus.

House of Wax - Bo, Lester, and Vincent.

* Hunger Games - Darrius, Finnick Odair, Gale Hawthorne, Haymitch

* Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Hisoka, Illumi

* Jujutsu Kaisen - Choso, Geto, Nanami Kento.

Kuroko No Basket - Atsushi Murasakibara, Chihiro Mayuzumi, Daiki Aomine, Kazunari Takao, Kiyoshi Miyaji, Makoto Hanamiya, Reo Mibuchi, Shinji Koganei, Shintarō Midorima, Shoichi Imayoshi, Taiga Kagami, Tatsuya Himuro, Teppei Kiyoshi, Wei Liu.

Mortal Kombat - Baraka, Bi-Han, Dairou, Erron Black, Fujin, Hanzo Hasashi, Havik, Hotaru, Hsu Hao, Jarek, Johnny Cage, Kabal, Kano, Kenshi, Kobra, Kuai Liang, Kung Lao, Kurtis Stryker, Mavado, Quan Chi, Rain, Reiko, Shang Tsung, Shao Kahn, Taven, Tomas Vrbada. Onaga, Reptile, Goro, Kintaro.

— All Mortal Kombat characters will be written from MK 11 and the past. I will not be writing for the new game. — Smut for animals is *not* allowed

My Hero Academia - Dabi, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hanta Sero, Hitoshi Shinso, Hizashi Yamada, Izuku Midoriya, Kai Chisaki, Katsuki Bakugo, Keigo Takami, Mashirao Ojiro, Mezo Shoji, Mirio Togata, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa, Shoto Todoroki, Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Tomura Shigaraki.

Naruto - Asuma Sarutobi, Deidara, Gaara, Genma Shiranui, Hashirama Senju, Hidan, Iruka Umino, Itachi Uchiha, Jiraiya, Kabuto Yakushi, Kakashi Hatake, Kakuzu, Kankurō, Kisame Hoshigaki, Kushimaru Kuriarare, Madara Uchiha, Might Guy, Minato Namikaze, Nagato (Pain), Neji Hyūga, Obito Uchiha, Orochimaru, Rock Lee, Sai, Sasori, Shikamaru Nara, Tobi, Tobirama Senju, Yamato, Zetsu.

☆ Nightmare on Elm - Freddy Krueger

* Shatter Me - Brendan, Winston.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Alfredo Sawyer, Edward "Tex" Saywer, Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer, and Nubbins Sawyer.

☆ The Boy - Brahms Heelshire

Tokyo Ghoul - Kishou Arima, Nimura Furuta, Renji Yomo, Uta.

Tokyo Revengers - Chifuyu Matsuno, Keisuke Baji, Ken "Draken' Ryuguji, Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Mitsuya Takashi, Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata, Ran Haitani, Shuji Hanma, Souya "Angry" Kawata.

* Yuri On Ice - Chris, Otabek, Viktor, Yuri P.

#Past‚ Present‚ & Future Event #ahiru no sora #black butler #call of duty modern warfare #food wars #slashers #hunger games #hunter x hunter #jujutsu kaisen #nightmare on elm street #the boy #yuri on ice #michael myers halloween #mortal kombat #chronicles of ancient darkness

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