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weeb-polls-with-pip · 4 months

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Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 2

Propaganda:

Kyouya -

"what's there to say? you know him. you love him. vote kyoya."

Rinnosuke -

"Rinnosuke Morichika lives in an overly-cluttered curio shop, and has a special interest in making magical inventions. Since he doesn’t live in a modern setting— but a pocket dimension slightly disconnected to the outside world— whenever a modern item shows up in his shop via spiriting away, he can obsess over it for extended periods of time. He is quite blunt without realizing it, even to people he cares for. He also has a special ability to generally understand the name and use of any item he touches (though this backfires sometimes, he thought a Gameboy was a doomsday device once)."

Fuuta -

"okay look theres so many fucking signs hes autistic. he cannot tell tone and often doesn't know how to react to stuff which is a major point in his character id say. he was asked if he remembered his victim's name (hes a murderer. oops!) and his response was something along the lines of "Of course I do. I saw it everywhere." because he did not understand that they wanted to know what it was since it wasnt directly stated. im convinced that hoodies are a comfort object of his because i genuinely have not seen him without one except for one time. also hes canonically a chronically online twitter user. also he gets really passionate about his interests. also not really related but everyone in the fandom agrees hes transgender but no one can agree on what way. ive seen every single gender hc for this dude. vote kajiyama fuuta for this sopping wet poor little meow meow of a man."

Hansum -

"He's just a very odd and strange lad, can't remember names well, is an alien (mild spoiler), he's very popular, obsessed with Doritos and becomes their mascot, just refers to everyone as humans which is a mood, and is completely socially oblivious."

Miyuki -

"Relatable neurodivergent-Gifted Child syndromeTM case with all the superiority-inferiority complex that results. A chronic show-off and scheming strategist with a lowkey hopeless romantic dramatic aspect to him, silly cool and pathetic in a very hilarious way. Shirogane has a trademark glare purely thanks to his eyebags as he runs on coffee everyday having to support his family with multiple jobs in addition to class, on top of student council president duties. He's kind and an obsessive perfectionist who fills his entire wall with the weirdest motivational posters. Shirogane is very devoted to his love. He likes penguins (Kaguya and him is peak asd4asd and bi4bi btw)."

Kirito -

"He's autistic and bisexual as hell, and there's a good bit of trans coding in him 🥺

Autism coding: Bro's literally got a sword and swordfighting hyperfixation where, despite playing a game that focuses around guns, he still chooses to use a sword!! We also see him completely missing Asuna's flirting at first (he tells her she could have just checked her friendlist to make sure he was alive, in response to her tracking him down to see him)

Bi coding: Dual wielding swords is literally a euphemism in Japan for bisexuality; and Kirito initially tries to hide the fact he can dual wield out of fear of how the people he's close to will view him (and once he reveals it to them and they accept it, he begins to be more open about it.) Also in the Underworld arc he becomes very close with Eugeo to the point of living with him (and sharing a bed on occasion), and there are several parallels between Eugeo and Asuna, and they're so gay for each other that despite the anime having only a toned down version of it, they're still very affectionate (Also of note is that Eugeo is the only guy in SAO canon to consistently have a 'laying in bed with Kirito' talk CG in the spinoff games) (There's more but it's spoilers and this is a shortened version)

Trans coding: Kirito is very trans coded in the light novel (which shows Kirito's thoughts in much greater detail than the anime) Aincrad arc reveals that Kirito explicitly Does Not Like his real face, and dislikes how feminine it looks (he mentions that its led to him and his cousin being mistaken for sisters) And in Phantom Bullet arc, he's visibly uncomfortable at being mistaken for a girl due to his avatar's appearance, and in response to being misgendered he briefly panics and checks to make sure his chest flat (at least in the anime adaptation) 🏳️‍⚧️"

Shirou -

"Has one goal in life and ignores almost everything in favor of trying to fulfil that goal."

Keith -

"Speaks in a way that is seen as weird and has mannerisms others think is funny. He struggles with not being taken seriously by others because of this and many of the things others say goes over his head. He struggles to connect with other people because of these things. His entire arc in the second film is about him deciding that the people who don't accept him for who he is aren't worth it and that he's going to continue being himself."

Junpei -

"for other fans of this series, I know the more obvious representation here may be Luou, Junpei is So Good. his special interest is ballet and he has so many hangups involving how his family sees him and how other boys his age interpret him to the point that his idea of masculinity is extremely narrow and he enforces social rules on himself to mask and keep people from realizing that he loves something that Isn't Manly. he misinterprets social cues and takes things literally, like assuming that when Miyako asked him to dance with her she meant Right This Minute rather than as a pair in the studio. for some reason the point where he cuts his hair super short to prove his devotion to ballet is also sticking with me, I think maybe it's the combination of the way it's normal for boys/men in Japan to do that, yet Junpei didn't realize that kind of attitude/action didn't suit ballet at all? he wasn't aware that the context was completely different. Junpei also doesn't act or pretend very well, he's gotta put his whole entire ass into his roles, which he then proceeds to get TOO into and cause a lot of trouble, without giving too much away! he's really relatable to me as someone who's socially anxious but very skilled at masking, and seeing him become more comfortable with himself and start to show how he really feels is so inspiring to me."

Kazuma -

"He may be (wildly) misguided but his intentions are good kinda! He’s just the Guy of all time idk how to explain it."

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zodiac-senpai · 6 months

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Bisexual Kirito hints from the Light Novel:

"Klein held his curved sword at mid-level as his handsome features crumbled into a pathetic grimace beneath the tasteless bandanna." - Kirito's thoughts in Volume 1 (Aincrad) ~~~~ “Hey, Kirito! Turns out you look pretty cute after all! Just my type!” I grimaced and called back over my shoulder. “And you look ten times better now that you’re a mountain bandit!” - Klein and Kirito in Volume 1 (Aincrad) ~~~~ “All right, let’s go. Besides, I’d rather not wait to see you blubbering with fear.”

“On the contrary, try not to have your mind blown by my graceful sword work.” We turned our faces away from each other with simultaneous huffs. But for some reason, our constant trading of insults was starting to excite me…" - Kirito's degradation kink in Volume 2 (Aincrad) ~~~~ “Hang on, I’ve got this.” He winked at Leafa. “Now, we’ve got a deal to discuss.” Kirito pulled up a trade window and pointed out a list of items to the man. “Here’s all the items and yrd I earned from this fight. If you answer the simple questions we have for you, I might just give you all of this loot. How about that?” The man opened and closed his mouth several times, staring at Kirito’s bright smile. He glanced around the vicinity—probably checking to confirm that the period of resurrection for all the other salamanders had expired, and they’d been teleported back to their save point far from here—before looking back at Kirito. “…Seriously?” “Dead serious.” They traded devious smirks, and Leafa sighed to herself. “Men…” - Kirito and an ALO player in Volume 3 (Fairy Dance)

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"He looked to be my age—about seventeen or eighteen. His ash-brown hair had just a hint of waviness. Like me, he wore a simple tunic and trousers. He was sitting on a root like a bench, holding something round in his right hand. The odd part was his appearance. His skin was cream-colored, but he appeared neither fully Western nor Eastern. His features were fine and gentle, and his eyes looked dark green. The moment I saw his face, something deep in my head itched again… deep in my soul. But the instant I tried to seize the feeling, it vanished." - Kirito meeting Eugeo for the "first time" in Volume 9 (Alicization)

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"His grip was much firmer than his skinny build would suggest." - Kirito commenting on Eugeo's physique in Volume 9 (Alicization)

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Something powerful welled up in my chest, and I had to fight it down to maintain control. I grinned and told him, “All right. I’ll teach you everything I know. But the training will be harsh.” I let my smile turn impish and held out a hand. Eugeo’s mouth softened at last, and he clasped it.

“That’s just what I’m hoping for. In fact…it really is what I’ve wanted… for ever and ever.” His head dipped again, and a few clear drops fell, catching the sunlight. He stepped forward before I could even register surprise and thudded his forehead against my shoulder. I felt his whisper through my body more than heard it. “I just…figured it out. I’ve been waiting for you, Kirito. Waiting here in the forest for six long years for you to come…” “…Yeah.”

My own voice was barely audible. I reached around and thumped him lightly on the back with my left hand, still holding the sword in it. “I’m pretty sure that I woke in this forest…in order to meet you, Eugeo.” I hardly even recognized that I had said the words, but I was certain they were the truth. - YujiKiri moment in Volume 9 (Alicization)

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"As I lightly patted his not-too-muscular yet nonetheless well-built shoulders while reminiscing on today's events——" - 32/33 If novel - (If We Could Walk Together) (Part 2)

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"Chasing after my partner's well-toned back as he headed up the passageway, I made up my mind: Whenever I become a high-ranked knight, I'm so moving into the floor just below this one…" - 32/33 If novel - (If We Could Walk Together) (Part 3)

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“You’re late, Kirito!” Naturally, that came from a boy—if you could still call him that—with flaxen blond hair, sitting on the bed second from the end on the right. My partner, Eugeo. He stood up and put his hands on his hips. He’d grown an inch or two since we’d first met two years ago and was more firmly built now. It only made sense, as he would be nineteen this year. Yet his gentle features and sparkling green eyes hadn’t changed a bit. - Kirito's growing muscle kink in Volume 10 (Alicization)

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Eugeo whimpered, then clamped his mouth shut.

But Kirito smirked and boasted, “Have no fear, young man. Big Bro will never abandon you.” - Kirito "teasing" Eugeo in Volume 11 (Alicization)

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He scrunched up his face and looked down at the ground, so I moved toward him and ruffled his flaxen hair. “You’re such a worrywart. I told you —whether my memory comes back or not, I’m going along on your journey to the end.”

Eugeo raised his reddened faced and protested, “Don’t treat me like a child.” But he didn’t try to brush away my hand. “I’m…I’m not doubting your word. You’ve said that over and over. But…when I started thinking about how our journey might be coming to an end, it just…”

His voice was tense and thick with emotion, and I started to feel something rising within my own chest. I looked up, hand still on Eugeo’s head. - Kirito "reassuring" Eugeo in Volume 11 (Alicization)

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“Sadly, this is not for children like you…especially not criminal children. It’s a hundred-and-fifty-year vintage from the Western Empire. I might let you sample its bouquet, though.”

He grinned, swiveling the glass in his fingers. Even in the starlight, he was shockingly handsome. The combination of his prominent, thin-bridged nose and slightly wild eyebrows had a profound balance, and his long, sharp eyes glinted with intelligence. Eugeo and I were both shocked into silence. The knight uncrossed his legs and stood up, his armor faintly ringing. He was very tall—at least a head taller than me. His deep-violet cape and pale-purple hair both flowed in the night breeze. - Kirito describing Eldrie upon him and Eugeo meeting him for the first time in Volume 11 (Alicization)

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"Now that I thought about it, in the two years since I’d met him near Rulid, there had never been a situation in which I couldn’t see him immediately if I wanted—until right now. We slept outdoors on our long journey to Centoria, complained about sharing a cramped inn floor, and even shared dorm rooms the entire time we were at Swordcraft Academy. It was simply a given that we were always together, and although I didn’t always think about him, I felt oddly lonely now that we were apart. No—it wasn’t that simple. Here in the Underworld, the ultimate virtual realm, I’d finally found the very first person of my gender that I could truly call a best friend. It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but that was the plain truth of it." - Kirito realizing how important Eugeo is to him, if not MORE than Asuna, in Volume 13 (Alicization)

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Like sand sucking up water, Eugeo had absorbed all the combat strategies I’d built up over the last few years, which I grandiosely called the Aincrad style. I couldn’t help but feel a strangely deep joy and satisfaction in his progress. This swordplay had been the source of my personal pride, and yet nothing more than gaming techniques—and it felt like Eugeo learning and making them his own had turned that skill into something real for the first time. If I could solve all the problems afflicting the Underworld and escape safely with Eugeo’s fluctlight intact, I wanted to have him dive into ALfheim Online instead—I was certain that the lightcube was capable of interfacing with all Seed-based VR worlds equally—so that he could meet Asuna, Leafa, Klein, and all the others. Here’s my first pupil, and best friend, I’d say to them.

I couldn’t wait for that moment to arrive. At that point, for the very first time, I’d finally be on the same level as the many people who supported and helped me…

“What are you grinning about?” I blinked, startled out of my reverie by the sound of a voice to my right. I turned to see Alice, who was watching me with an unpleasant look. I quickly brought up a hand to rub at the corner of my mouth as I protested. “Er, I was just…thinking about some stuff ahead…” - Kirito "thinking" of Eugeo in Volume 13 (Alicization)

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“………Eugeo………” The name left my mouth as barely more than a moan.

I would never mistake him for anyone else. He was my partner and my best friend; we’d been inseparable since our meeting in the forest two years ago. The only thing that kept me going for so long in this alternate world was Eugeo’s presence at my side. I would never, ever see his features in someone else’s face by accident. - Kirito's reaction to Integrity Knight Eugeo in Volume 13 (Alicization)

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Eugeo’s muscled body, the translucent blade of the Blue Rose Sword, and the crystal prism formed one straight line. - Volume 14 (Alicization)

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Eugeo’s eyelids were just barely lifted. He was smiling. His face was paler than the moonlight itself, and his lips were totally bloodless. It was obvious that his life was continuing to drain away. But his green eyes were the same as when I first met him, gentle and warm and bright. - Kirito gazing gayly at Eugeo even as he 🥹 in Volume 14 (Alicization)

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“Kirito, did you…did you just hear that…?” “Hear what…? Oh, about the yummy-nummy milk? You’ve really taken to fatherhood, haven’t you? Ha-ha-ha.” “Don’t you ‘ha-ha-ha’ me! Now that you’ve heard that, I can’t let you leave unharmed. I’ve gotta pound that memory right outta your head!”

“Bring it!” - Kirito and Iskahn in Volume 19 (Moon Cradle)

(Kirito, why are you smiling?)

*Afterward...*

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"Between the brim of the hat and the folded collar of the jacket, the sun shone on gentle, wavy hair. It was not blond but a darker golden brown. In a word: flaxen. Suddenly, my heart began racing without reason. My breathing quickened and became shallower; my fingertips went cold and numb. Awkwardly, I craned my neck to the right, capturing the entirety of the commander in my sight. If he was a man, he was neither skinny nor bulky. If either, he was on the slender side, similar to my figure. But even through the thick coat, I could tell his muscles were well honed. I wanted to reach out and feel his shoulder to see how hardy it was. In fact, I wanted to rip off his mask, pull those collars apart, and——" - Kirito meeting Eolyne for the first time in Volume 24 (Unital Ring)

#bisexual kirito supremacy #and people say he's straight lol #you can date a girl AND be into guys: that's literally what bisexual means lol #kirito #kazuto kirigaya #eugeo #eolyne #klein #sword art online #sao #sao light novel #cakeverse #sao alicization #bishonen #pretty boy #pretty boi #yujikiri #kiriyuji #kirikahn

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melonn821 · 6 months

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Screen cap redraw.. I loved this movie!

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shittykinaesthetics · 10 months

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Shitty Kazuto Kirigaya aesthetic: i would post that tweet that's like "you all only don't like me because you hate me and i'm mean to you. grow up" but unfortunately i'm out of tweet views for today so you have to just imagine it in your mind

#kazuto kirigaya #kirito #sword art online abridged #sao abridged #kirito sao abridged #kazuto kirigaya aesthetic #kirito aesthetic #sword art online abridged aesthetic #sao abridged aesthetic #kirito sao abridged aesthetic #kazuto kirigaya kin #kirito kin #sword art online abridged kin #sao abridged kin #kirito sao abridged kin #shitty aesthetic tm #cecilsweepin'#image desc in alt text

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angiecakes1990 · 11 months

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What he says here really hits hard consider the fairy dance arc he stops at nothing to get Asuna back 😭😭

#kirito #asuna yuuki #kirisuna #kirito x asuna #sword art online #sword art online progressive #scherzo of the deep night #sao spoilers #kazuto kirigaya

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bobgoesw00t · 4 months

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Was out shopping for Christmas stuff and it made me wanna re-post this SUPER DUPER TOOTH-ROTTINGLY FLUFFY CHRISTMAS YUJIKIRI ART CAUSE I MUST FUCKING DO SO!!!!!!!

You’re welcome…no idea where I got the pic and I’m too fucking lazy to look it up so feel free to send me the link if you happen to have/find it :3

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simplyraeblue · 5 months

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*hello yes I’d like to order one black-haired anime boyfriend pls* ^•^

#the rising of the shield hero #jujutsu kaisen #sword art online #demon slayer #naofumi iwatani #toji fushiguro #megumi fushiguro #geto suguru #kazuto kirigaya #giyuu tomioka

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gabbyp09 · 7 months

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illyasfeel · 1 year

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Sword Art Online

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yuzuna123 · 23 days

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You know a straight ship is good when the gays support it

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mizuno-marmalade · 2 months

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happy birthday @transboykirito‼️🥳🥳 the one of kazuto & sugu is based on this fic (coincidentally also by taylor 🤔 jk it's not a coincidence lol) ignore the wonky hands i drew these in pen

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benevolentslut · 4 months

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#sao #sword art online #yujikiri #kirito #kazuto kirigaya #eugeo #alice zuberg

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zodiac-senpai · 5 months

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"No character is perfect" Okay, explain Kirito ⚔️

#kirito #kirigaya kazuto #eugeo #kazuto kirigaya #pretty boy #bishonen #sword art online #sao #sao alicization #hollow realization #alicization lycoris #last recollection #official media #bisexual #gay

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tastybluesprite · 5 months

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Normal human things

After finishing sao Alicization, I am so sad. Luckily I can write this to make me feel better! I absolutely love this duo with all my heart and soul I miss them so much *sobs*

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing keep scrolling

Summery: Kirito finds out something about Eugeo that he is a little embarrassed about. Luckily Kirito is a good friend who knows how to make anyone feel comfortable.

Eugeo watched in awe at Kirito as he swung his sword. They were doing a round of practice at the academy.

“Wow Kirito! you truly are something with a sword.” He said.

“Heh, thanks Eugeo. This skill didn’t come from nowhere though. It took me a long time to reach this level.”

“Wow, really? You must’ve worked hard for a long time… Hey, you think you could teach me that move?”

Kirito made a face of mock deep thinking, then grinned. “Of course I can! C’mon over here and I’ll show you.”

And so Kirito showed him, or at least… tried to anyway. Eugeo thought it looked somewhat easy enough to manage, but he couldn’t seem to get the form right.

“Like this?” He asked, shifting himself a little in hopes to match Kiritos stance.

“Nah you have to move down a bit more… um.. that’s not… ehh..”

Eugeo tried moving a little bit like he asked, but it put him in an awkward stance that was completely opposite from what Kirito wanted him to do.

“Agh sorry Kirito! I swear I’m doing my best. This is more complicated than I anticipated…”

Kirito chuckled. “Don’t worry Eugeo it’s all good. Here… let me show you this way…”

Without warning, Kirito came up by his side and placed his hands around his ribs, gripping the spot to shift him in a more proper posture.

He wasn’t prepared though, for when the blonde suddenly let out a high pitched squeak, and recoiled away from him quickly.

“Ah.. I’m sorry did I hurt you?” Kirito asked, completely oblivious to the truth behind such a reaction.

“N-no, you’re fine! I’m ok really it’s no big deal. Y-you just surprised me that’s all…”

Blushing, Eugeo quickly got up and made his way back to his original position.

Kirito this time moved his hands so that they were placed around on either side of him, a hand on his back and another at his stomach, hoping that would be more comfortable for adjusting him. But as soon as he grabbed him that way, his fingers accidentally digging a little into his belly, Eugeo let out a harsh breath, quickly moved away from his grip once again. This time he was really forcing down the laughter bubbling in his chest.

“Seriously Eugeo if somethings wrong-“ Kirito suddenly paused when he then noticed a wobbly smile on the blondes face, also taking note on how Eugeo stood in a more body protective stance with his arms squeezed close to his sides. A gentle smile suddenly overtook his own when the realization dawned on him, clicking together like a puzzle.

“Ohh I get it… you’re ticklish aren’t you.” He said, amusement filling his voice.

Eugeos face burned as he could not meet the darker eyes. “Y-yeah, I am…”

“Well why didn’tcha say something before? I could’ve just been more careful…”

He noticed just how red Eugeos face was, and how he looked like he wanted to cry.

“Eugeo, it’s ok, seriously. Why does it bother you so much?” Kirito asked, worry filling his voice as he tilted his head a bit, trying to meet the boys eyes.

“B-because… well… it’s just a bit… embarrassing, that’s all. I want to be a swordsman. I can’t be weak or have such a childish inconvenience.”

Kirito sighed and smiled. “Eugeo… it’s not anything to be ashamed of. I mean sure it can be inconvenient sometimes. But it’s the most normal and human thing ever. Even I’m ticklish!”

Eugeo the wore a look of surprise at that. “Seriously?”

“Yeah sure I am! I may seem like this tough and strong fighter, but inside, I’m still human just like you.”

Eugeo suddenly felt himself be a bit more relaxed.

“You know what,” Kirito began, “you really gotta loosen up a lot more. I’ll show you that it’s no big deal!”

And before Eugeo could say anything, Kirito tackled him to the ground, and began wiggling his fingers up and down the blondes sides.

“G-gYAh! KiHihihirihihitohoho nohohohoho!!!” He erupted into giggles. His body’s fight or flight reflex’s took over as he flailed and fought against the raven heads hands.

“Awwe well look at that~ I never knew your laugh could be this cute..” Kirito teased playfully, grinning at how endearing the sound was. It was bubbly, light, and almost childish, but in a really good way.

“Shuhuhut ihihihit!! Cohohome ohohon!!!” Eugeo cried out. “Wehehe neheheed tohohoho prahahactice!!”

“Practice can wait, and besides, you need this, wether you admit it or not. You’re too tense to properly accomplish this move.”

Kirito switched around different spots, digging into his ribs, squeezing his hips. Eugeo squealed when Kirito shoved his hands into his armpits.

Eugeo couldn’t tell if he was in heaven or hell. The sensations were overriding his brain and making it difficult to properly coordinate his movements.

Suddenly, Eugeo let out a loud shriek, and began curling up desperately as Kiritos hands made their way to his belly.

“HyAHahAhHaHA KIhiHihIHIHiHihirihiTOhoho!!!” His high pitched cackles filled the air.

“Heh looks like I found a pretty bad spot?” Kirito said with a mischievous grin, squeezing around the soft of his belly.

“OhoHOHOhOhOBVEHEHEIOHOUSLY!!!” Eugeo cried when Kirito also slipped a finger into his belly button, making him squeal and desperately try pushing his hands away.

“NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!!!!”

Soon his laughter became more wheezy, so Kirito stopped to let him breathe properly.

“Hah.. hah… that was ahahawful….” Eugeo groaned, clutching at his stomach, which felt a bit sore from laughter.

“But was it so bad? Don’t you feel loosened up now?” Kirito asked with a smile.

Eugeo considered it. “Actually… you’re right. I do feel less tense. Thank you.”

“Anytime! See? Tickling can be great. It’s a good stress reliever and a great bonding experience too. Want to try that move again? Don’t worry, I promise I’ll be more careful.“

Eugeo nodded slowly and got up. Kirito was true to his word. He made sure to only move and adjust him by his arms.

Eventually Eugeo managed to get the stance down and soon was able to pull off the move. It wasn’t as powerful and needed a ton of work, but Kirito thought it was still amazing for a first try nonetheless.

“Great job! It needs a bit of work, but I think you really got it down.” Kirito said with a smile, his chest filling with pride at his disciple.

“Thank you Kirito. Hopefully someday I’ll become a great swordsman all thanks to you.”

“I’m sure you will! Even if you are a little ticklish~” Kirito grinned, wiggling a finger into his side playfully, making the other giggle and move back.

They spent the rest of the time practicing moves, Eugeo continuing to practice the move Kirito has just taught him, until they had to go back to their dorms for curfew. Eugeo was looking forward to the day where he’d finally become strong enough to save Alice.

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happybirthdayanime · 7 months

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October 7th

#sao #sao alicization #kirito #kirito sao #sao kirito #sword art online #Kirigaya Kazuto #kazuto kirigaya

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heyheydidjaknow · 1 year

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Sometimes I write stuff because people ask me to. Sometimes I write stuff because I have an overwhelming desire to pick a character apart to figure out how they work. This is not one of those times. This time, this fic goes out to middle school me, who wanted to read SAO:A Kirito x Reader fanfiction and had to settle for normal Kirito x Reader fanfiction. Nobody is going to read this and that is fine because this is between me and little me. It’s not very good but at least now it exists. You’re welcome, little me.

Pig’s Blood

Kazuto Kirigaya was objectively the biggest loser you had ever met. Naturally, you were incredibly infatuated with him.

You did not know much about Kazuto. The only reason you sat next to him in the first place was that you were new to the area and the seats next to him were consistently empty. Your conversations were limited— he was exceptionally socially awkward— and the conversations you did have lasted maybe a minute each. You knew he was into coding through someone who tried to convince you not to ask him out, that he had a sister determined to make you not like him, and that he sat alone under the stairs at lunch. But the interactions you did have— as infrequent as they were— made your day; he was charming and had not hurt anyone you knew directly, so as far as you were concerned he was fair game and a fairly decent option despite the fact that your friends all thought he was as charming as a doormat.

You came into class that day confidently, groomed to the best of your abilities, and dressed as well as the school dress code would allow. You sat next to him as always, tapped him on the shoulder, and asked a very simple question: “You’re not in a relationship, right?”

Kazuto, who had been scrolling through his phone up until that point with earbuds placed securely in his ears, turned to look at you, obviously distracted as he pulled one of them out. “Sorry, what was that?”

“Are you single?”

He blinked. “Why are you asking me that?”

“Because I would like to ask you out on a date.”

He stared at you, lips twitching into a smile. “Yeah,” he laughed incredulously, “okay.” He went back to his phone. “And why, pray tell, would you want to do that?”

“Because I like you.” You shrugged, feeling slightly deflated but not completely discouraged. “I think you’re funny and cute and smart. I would like to get to know you better and see if a relationship between us might work.”

He rolled his eyes. “Sure you do.” He rested his head on his hand. “Our school doesn’t have a prom; do you plan on dumping pig's blood on me before or after the date?”

“Excuse me?”

“This is a trap.” Either he was an exceptionally fast reader or he was not actually reading what was on his phone. “I saw you were talking to my sister; she probably set you up to humiliate me.”

You stared at him.

“I can pay attention.”

“You’re a clown.”

He paused. “That’s a weird way of saying, ‘I’m sorry for trying to—‘“

“Here I was,” you cut him off, “worried that you would just up and reject me and that I would be stuck sitting next to you if you did. Never in my wildest nightmares did I think that your reaction would be, ‘Say sike.’” You rubbed your eyes, already thoroughly exhausted by this conversation. “Kazuto, if you’re not interested, please just say instead of making yourself look like a moron, alright? You’re embarrassing both of us.”

“You were serious?”

“Yes!”

“Oh.” His eyes were unfocused as he processed this information. “Oh. You’re into me?”

You let your head fall to your desk. “Yes.”

His ears visibly warmed. “Still?”

“Am I still engaging?”

“Great.” He nodded slowly. “Can I take you up on your offer, then?”

“That depends; do you genuinely think I’m going to spill pig’s blood on you?”

“If you knew my sister you’d understand.”

“Sure.” Without looking, you made a grabbing motion for his phone. “Gimme. I’ll put my number in your phone.”

“You what?”

“I have a date.” He gave himself another once over. “So I’m not going to be back until later.”

Sugaha leaned against the opposite wall, looking with him. “Playing dating sims in an internet cafe isn’t a date, you know.”

Kazuto took a slow, deep breath. “How about you shut the fuck up?” He looked back at her, smiling brightly. “Your words do not affect me. You will not bring me down.”

“Oh, I’m not trying to bring you down.” She raised her arms in mock defense. “I mean, you are dressed in your finest, least cum-stained t-shirt, so obviously this is a big deal. I’m just reminding you that we in the real world just call that being sad in public and that calling it a date just makes it that much sadder.”

His ears burned. “It was one time.”

She grinned. “One time too many.”

He huffed, turning back to the mirror. “I’m going on a date with a real person.”

“Yeah?” She snorted. “Do they think you’re a twelve-year-old girl again?”

“Fuck you.”

“That’s not a no.”

He ran his fingers through his hair. “They go to our school.”

She crossed her arms. “How much did you pay them?”

He licked his teeth. “If you’re so cool, where's your date?”

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t need one. You know why? Because people would notice my death even if I did die single.”

“And you know what they’d say at the funeral? ‘Here lies Sugaha Kirigaya, a bitch so far up her own ass that she couldn’t let her brother be happy for five fucking minutes.’ Is that what you want?”

She gave him a long look in the mirror. “‘Here lies noncommittal flake bitchboy Kazuto Kirigaya, whose only accomplishment was holding the world record for fewest bitches.’”

There was a knock on the door.

“It appears our time here is up.” He clapped his hands together, already exhausted. “So long, fair well, and please for the love of god do not wait up for me.”

She rolled her eyes, waving her hand dismissively as she disappeared down the hall. “Bold of you to assume I’ll have to.”

He opened his mouth to offer a clever retort, but the words died in his throat. With a huff, he opened the door.

You were decidedly out of his league. He could tell as much from the offset; not only did you have levels of confidence he could only hope to achieve, but you were also decidedly better looking than he was, as proven by the fact that you were still a ten outside of a school uniform. You were dressed appropriately for the weather in colors and a style that seemed to suit you, and unlike Kazuto you did not seem to be sweating buckets, which was not a fashion choice but still a notable positive quality. He, on the other hand, for all his agonizing, still looked like a drowned rat, hair both miraculously sticking to his scalp and sticking out at odd angles and rocking eye bags like a statement piece of jewelry he did not want to be wearing. Not even a minute after opening the door he already wanted to escape back to his room.

“Kazuto?”

He blinked. “Did you say something?”

“I asked if you were ready to go.” You glanced down at your hands. “You looked as though I put a gun to your head.”

“Did I?” He shook his head, trying to pull himself back together. “I’m not. I mean, I am. I mean, yes, I am ready to go.” With each passing word the number of syllables he stumbled over increased. He slowed down, figuring clunky wording sounded more natural than seeming to have a stroke. “Where is the place that we are going to be going to today?”

From the look on your face, he could tell you had noticed his odd behavior. He hoped for the earth to swallow him whole. “I know a cafe not that far from here.” You pointed in the general direction. “I thought it would be nice to walk.”

He gave you a thumbs up lamely. “Awesome. Neat. Cool. Great. Let’s go.”

You stepped aside for him as he tried not to stumble over the threshold. “Let’s.” You looked up at the house. “You’ve got a nice place.”

“Thanks.” He closed the door before immediately sticking his hands in his pockets. As you began to walk he followed at your side. “Was the trip far?”

“Not at all.” You held your hands behind your back. “Maybe twenty minutes or so total.”

“Good.” He looked down at his feet. “Good.”

The two of you walked in silence for a solid minute. In that time be considered three separate times if he could realistically make his jumping in front of a moving vehicle look like an accident.

“Nice weather we’re having.”

He nodded.

You pulled out your phone, unlocking it. “Do you go to cafes much?”

He hesitated. “I guess, yeah.”

“What do you usually get?”

“Coffee.”

“How do you take it?”

“Black.”

You nodded. “So you’re a masochist.”

He choked on his spit. “What?”

You repeated yourself.

His ears warmed. “Why does that make me a masochist?”

“It doesn’t.” You smiled to yourself. “But you’re not totally freaked out anymore.”

“I was not freaked out!” He stood up taller. “I was letting you lead the conversation!”

Your grin only widened. “Yeah?”

“Yeah! And you know what?”

You held your hands behind your back, waiting politely for him to finish his thought.

He looked down at his feet. “Whatever.”

“You are so red right now.”

He was half convinced he was going to combust. “Fuck you.”

You pushed him playfully with your side. “In public? How scandalous.” You looked up at one of the buildings, taking his hand. “This is it.” You pulled him inside.

It registered in the back of his head that the cafe was nice. He had been here before, had looked up at the menu you were looking at, and had, at a point in time, been able to process the information written on the chalkboard. However, the fact that you, an attractive person, were holding his sweaty hand made such a complicated as being able to use his eyes seem nigh impossible, and rightly so; after all, everyone knows that holding someone’s hand, something that people do every day, makes you illiterate and deaf.

You snapped your fingers in front of his face. You were saying something to him.

“Huh?”

You raised your voice. “What do you want?”

He glanced up at the menu uselessly. “Tea.”

The cashier– who Kazuto had either failed to perceive or had spawned into existence just then– smiled sympathetically at him. “What sort?”

Kazuto wondered if the condensation leaking from his pores would drip onto the floor. “Hot.”

The cashier nodded as if that made any sense, punching his order into the computer in front of him. “Do you want anything in your tea?”

“Yes.”

The cashier glanced at you as if looking for some sort of explanation. “What would you like in your tea?”

“Sugar.”

“Is that all?”

“Yup.” He hoped that by some great failure on the barista’s part– who he could see watching the scene– it was a slow day– with barely contained mirth– might accidentally slip some sort of toxic substance in his drink on accident so that they might both be rendered incapable of experiencing the trainwreck that was this date any longer.

You paid for both of you. You let go of his hand to pay, an obvious sign that you now hated him. He tried asking you how much he owed you but remembered that talking had not worked very well for him thus far and decided to keep his mouth shut and instead focus on remembering how a member of the human race operates a chair.

You took your seat easily, waiting patiently for him to figure his chair out. “So you like tea.”

He eventually managed. “Huh? Yeah.”

You laced your fingers together, propping your elbows on the table and resting your head on your hands. “I thought you said you were a coffee drinker.”

“Oh, yeah.” He nodded. “I lied.”

“Why?”

He shrugged, not fully processing his own words. “I thought it made me sound cooler.”

You smiled gently. “And why would that make you cooler?”

He shrugged again, prompting an overwhelming desire in him to cut off his arms so he did not have the option.

“Alright then.” You shifted your head to one of your hands, looking down at your nails. “What do you actually drink, then?”`

“At a place like this? Tea.”

You smiled. “Is that your caffeinated beverage of choice?”

He shook his head.

“What’s your caffeinated beverage of choice?”

He looked down at his hands. “Energy drinks.”

You nodded. “That sounds more like it.”

He glanced up at you. “Why,” he grumbled, “‘cause I seem like the type of loser to do that sort of thing?”

“No.” You sat up. “But you come into first period sometimes with those big cans, and when I see you in third the can is usually gone.”

“That makes sense.”

“Hopefully.”

He looked around the building, avoiding looking at you. “So. No pig blood.”

“No pig blood.” You shrugged. “Figured that wouldn’t be nice to the people who work here; they don’t get paid enough as is.”

His eyes shot up to yours. He offered a weak smile. “Yeah. Totally.” He laughed. “You’re joking. That’s a joke.”

“Who’re you trying to convince?”

“Me, mostly.”

You sigh. “I’m a bit offended you still think I’m going to humiliate you here, for the record.”

He leaned further back in his chair. “You’d get it if you knew me for longer; Sugaha hasn’t ever gone quite this far but it’s not exactly out of character for her.”

You nodded. “I get the impression you and your sister don’t get on well.”

“Isn’t this a weird conversation to be having on a first date?”

You laced your fingers together. “Honestly? No idea. I don’t date much.”

“You don’t?”

You pursed your lips, eyes trained on another couple at the register. “You sound surprised.”

“Well, yeah.” He tugged at one of his sleeves. “You seem like the type to get asked out a lot.”

“Please,” you wave him off. “It’s not as if people are lined up around the block to get a piece of me or anything.”

“They aren’t?”

“Hell no.” You rolled your eyes, clearing your throat. “I was sure you’d turn me down, actually.”

He laughed. “Oh, yeah, like I’m in a position to be turning people down left and right. You have met me, right?”

You did not seem to find the notion as funny as he did. “Yeah.”

He felt his face warm. “Oh.”

The drinks eventually came. You took a sip of yours, crisscrossing your legs on your side of the table. Kazuto sipped his and burned off the nerves in his tongue.

“So.” You swirled your drink, watching the patterns on the surface. “What should we talk about?”

He tried to hide his pain. “Dunno.” He pretended to take another sip. “Did you get the history essay done?”

“Oh, god no.” You smiled. “I’m ignoring that thing until I absolutely have to.”

“Oh.”

You sighed. “I suppose that means yours is finished?”

He nodded.

“For how long?”

“Like a week.”

You took another drink from your cup. “Figures.”

He gave up, setting the mug down. “It’s not like I’m history’s biggest fan,” he mumbled. “I just wanted it done.”

“What for?”

He pursed his lips, thinking of a way to phrase his answer to make himself look less like a loser. “There’s a thing happening next Friday. I want to have my schedule free for it.”

“Yeah?” You smiled. “What?”

“Oh, nothing important.” He scratched at his wrist absentmindedly. “Just a thing.”

You ran your thumb over the lip of your cup. “I’m surprised.”

He blinked. “What’s surprising about that?”

“Well, they’ve been advertising that game you’re always reading about all over recently. Isn’t that dropping Friday?”

Kazuto slowly sank further into his chair. “Is it? I had no idea.”

“Yeah.” You smiled. “My friends and I are camping out to buy it as soon as stores open; I’ve heard it’s supposed to be totally immersive.”

“Sure,” he laughed. “If you qualify having more bugs than an ant farm as being immersive.”

“Huh?”

“The whole game is fucked.” He crossed his arms.” SAO, I mean; the game balancing is a joke, the menus work like they were designed by a toddler raised on Apple products, the class system is unbalanced and nonexistent– launch day is going to be a shitshow from start to finish.”

You blinked. “How do you know that?”

He paused, realizing his mistake. “Is there an answer that isn’t going to make me sound exceptionally lame?”

“Based on your criteria, probably not.”

“Cool.” He sighed. “I was a beta tester. I filled out a survey and got the NerveGear for free.”

You nodded. “That’s lucky.”

He stared at you. “You’re not mocking me. Why aren’t you mocking me?”

“Because I don’t have any reason to.” You smiled. “I knew what I was getting into generally. If I didn’t like you I wouldn’t have asked you out.”

“Right.” He looked down at his cup of now cold tea. “Right.”

You fished your phone from your pocket, glancing down at the screen. You glanced between the device and Kazuto. “Would it be too awful of me to ask if we can continue this some other time? My parents don’t know I’m here and are coming home earlier than I thought.”

“Oh, yeah. I mean, no, we can pick this up some other time.” He stood up as you quickly gathered your things. “Do you need me to walk you to a bus or anything?”

“I’m good, thanks.” You rubbed the back of your neck. “We live in opposite directions.”

“That makes sense.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Then I’ll see you at school?”

You looked at the door, then back at him. “Are you free Friday night? I know SAO is dropping and all, but would you perhaps be interested in grabbing dinner once it shuts down for the inevitable maintenance that it’s going to need?”

He blinked. “You were serious about the meeting up again thing?”

You nodded.

He looked down at his shoes. “Totally, yeah. When’s a good time?”

You considered it. “How’s five sound?”

“Five is perfect.”

“Then it’s a date.” You gave him a quick peck on the cheek, heading to the door. “I gotta run. See ya then!” And just like that, you were out the door.

He stood in the same spot for longer than he should have. He finished his drink– which was as cold as he thought it would be– and left the building.

Kazuto was home early that day. His sister gave him a great deal of shit about it. He got the snot beaten out of him and his eyes nearly fell out of their sockets from staring at his screen for too long. None of that mattered, though, because he had been kissed by the most attractive person in his school. Even if everything else sucked, he could be happy knowing someone like you liked him.

Life was good.

It would not stay that way.

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