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Little Wire

Volt & Eddie + Young!Reader

Fandom: Date Everything!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, under the age of 21

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.9k

Synopsis: You decided to use your Dateviators on the breaker box, despite Dorian claiming you’re “too young”. When you did, you quickly found out what he meant, with the discovery of a bar. Additionally, you also met two interesting men.

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, extremely light swearing, Reader getting in trouble, purposefully abrupt ending

~Masterlists~

This is sort of a part of my Date Everything found family AU. You can read about it here!

The small, gray breaker box in front of you looked very unassuming. It had the same appearance as any other breaker box you’ve seen. Small, metal, with a warning sticker on it. You couldn’t imagine why— other than the potentially dangerous electricity— you had been “forbidden” from going there.

Replaying the conversation with the door, Dorian, in your head, you could clearly remember his stern expression and words when you attempted to open the closet which held the breaker box.

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“I wouldn’t go in there.” He said in his signature gruff voice. His strong arms were crossed— something you learned meant you weren’t getting through.

“Why not?” You asked. “It’s just the breaker box.”

“It’s not a place someone your age should be exploring.” The entire time he spoke, he never looked you in the eye. He made you feel small— intimidated. Though, that was obviously intentional. He was making it clear he didn’t want you entering the closet.

“Now run along.”

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You definitely understood Dorian’s concern. You’re young— younger than everyone in this house. You weren’t a stranger to their doting, and sometimes even protective, attitudes towards you. It’s what came with being the “baby” of the house.

Even so, the house is yours. You felt obligated to know what lies within every nook and cranny of the place. So the fact that Dorian kept the contents of the closet as vague as possible only made you even more curious.

Quickly after your conversation with him, you realized that there really wasn’t anything stopping you from entering. The door had no lock, so you figured that if you used your Dateviators on it really fast, while avoiding Dorian, you could find out what the deal with the breaker box was.

So that’s what led you to where you were now.

With a deep breath, you flipped the glasses down over your eyes, and focused on the breaker box. You watched as hearts shot out from the lenses, and into the object— bringing it to life. Fear and wonder flooded your senses as you awaited the personification of the breaker box to greet you. But that’s where you were surprised.

Instead of a person, you were met with the front of a building. You were already weirded out, considering that this building was somehow inside your house. But you simplified it to “Dateviator magic”.

A large neon sign glowed in front of you, reading “BREAKER BOX”. The lights flickered, and the first E in “breaker” was fully out. You simply chuckled at how unimaginative the name was, before focusing your attention elsewhere.

Noticing an “open” sign on the door, you figured it was okay to enter. So with an almost hesitant hand, you pushed it open.

Immediately, your nostrils were hit with a scent unfamiliar to you. It didn’t smell like it came from a specific place, more so that it was a part of the building itself. You didn’t particularly enjoy the scent, but pushed on nonetheless.

Looking around, you noticed many tables. You already recognized many of the objects that sat at them. Their chatter overpowered the music that played in the background. In the very back of the room, there was a small stage— currently empty.

Your first guess was that this place was a restaurant of some kind. Though, that assumption was quickly shot down when your eyes fell upon the large bar. Bottles and glasses filled the shelves behind the counters. You now had the realization as to what that strange smell was. You also understood why Dorian didn’t want you there.

Just as you were contemplating leaving, a large shadow loomed over you from behind.

“Well, what do we have here?” You heard a charming voice say. It sounded… amused? Almost as if it were holding back laughter.

Quickly, you whipped around, and was met with a tall figure. Taking in his features, the first thing you took note of was his hair. It was long, white and completely made of electricity. You had a slight urge to touch it. That, paired with his vest and pants, which displayed various switches on it, you deduced that this man was who you were looking for.

The man in question didn’t seem angry with you in the slightest, despite the fact you were very much underaged for such an establishment. His lightning bolt shaped eyebrows were raised in amusement, and he gave you a smirk.

“I— uh—” You stuttered, feeling like a deer in headlights. You probably looked like one too. “Are… you my breaker box?”

The man’s expression didn’t falter. “Indeed, I am.” He gestured to himself, clearly feeling a bit prideful. “My name is Volt.”

“And you…” He leaned down to your level, becoming face to face with you. His silver eyes bore holes into your soul, yet he was still smiling. “are a bit too young for a place like this, don’t you think?”

“Well, I-I…” Your stutter worsened from the confrontation. While avoiding eye contact for a moment, Volt’s smirk only grew. “I just wanted to meet you. I need to fill out my Friend-a-dex.”

After getting the words out, an idea for a quip came to you. The guy looked like he could take a bit of sass, so after meeting his eyes again, you served it to him. “Also, this is technically still my house. So shouldn’t I be allowed wherever I want?”

A moment of silence followed. Volt’s expression didn’t sour in any way, but it was somehow just as unnerving as it would be if it did. You soon heard a low sound coming from his throat— a chuckle. He stood back up, and the chuckle evolved into full blown laughter. His head was thrown back slightly, and his hair shook and flickered with every laugh.

After he had calmed down, a hand was placed atop your head. “My, you’ve got quite a mouth on you for such a little thing.” He said, lightly ruffling your hair. It felt staticky, like rubbing a balloon on your head. You didn’t doubt that a few strands were sticking up when he pulled away.

“Tell you what.” He placed his hands in his pockets. “I have to announce our next act in a moment. You can wait for me in the back, and I’ll gladly give you a proper introduction once I’m done.”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Okay!”

By that point, a few objects had begun to glance your way— their expressions both questioning and concerned. With the sight of an underage guest, of course they would. Volt noticed this, and stepped in front of you— almost protectively. He closed in on you, concealing you underneath his large coat.

“Here, I’ll take you there. We wouldn’t want you attracting any more unwanted attention, wouldn’t we, little wire?”

You simply hummed in agreement, choosing to ignore the nickname he seemingly made up on the spot. And with that, he guided you away from the crowd, and to the back of the building.

As you walked, you continued to hide underneath the coat. Being so close to an older man who wasn’t a family member, let alone one you just met, usually would’ve made you uncomfortable. But Volt seemed nice, hospitable and genuinely caring. The fact that he rejected you from the bar without actually kicking you out, and on top of that was willing to have a full conversation with you, only convinced you further that he wasn’t a bad guy.

Though you didn’t notice, Volt glanced down at you the entire time, a warm smile spread across his lips. He kept his strides shorter, so you could keep up with him. He knew it was only a matter of time until you managed to sneak your way past Dorian, and into his bar. And while he knew it wasn’t the place for someone so young, he couldn’t help but feel delighted to finally meet you properly.

Finally, the two of you arrived at the back of the bar. It was darker and quieter. The lightbulbs above flickered ever so slightly.

“Right, here we are.” Volt announced, unwrapping you from his coat. Your hair had only gotten more frazzled from being under there, which made him chuckle. He would’ve helped fix it, but he knew he probably would’ve only made it worse.

“I’ll be back in a few moments. Don’t go anywhere, okay little wire?” He turned his body to leave, but didn’t start walking. You could tell he was waiting for your response.

“Okay, I won’t. Promise.” You smiled.

Volt hummed. “Good.” And with a wave, he left you alone.

You leaned against the wall behind you, playing with your hands. With nothing to do, you did your best to listen to what was going on in the bar. You could hear Volt announcing a new performance. Specifically, one being done by Johnny Splash— your shower. You’d met the guy before. He thinks he can sing, but sounds like a dying cat.

Johnny introduced himself to the crowd, and you mentally braced yourself for what was about to come. Like expected, his solo was nothing short of awful. You felt blessed to be in the back. That way, your ears wouldn’t be at risk of bleeding from his tone deaf voice.

You heard various other objects booing and criticizing him, some of which you recognized. With all the chaos, you couldn’t help but laugh. But it didn’t last long, as you were interrupted by an angry sounding voice from behind you.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

The voice was nothing like Volt’s. Close to the opposite, in fact. It was gruff, cold and unfriendly. It was clear he was not happy to see you.

Turning around, you were met with another man. Shorter than Volt, but still rather tall. He was definitely not as put together as him, though. Stubble covered the lower half of his face, and his eyes had prominent dark circles under them. His hair was made of wires, giving you a similar urge to touch it as Volt’s did. But the urge went away as quickly as it came once you saw the nasty look he was giving you.

He looked pissed, to say the least.

“I-I’m waiting for Volt.” You explained, feeling a bead of sweat run down your face.

“Of course you are…” The man mumbled, closing his eyes and scratching his scalp. “Look kid, Volt may be too nice to say it, but I’m not. You can’t be here. You need to leave.”

To be honest, you were going to accept your fate and obey what he told you. But a familiar voice came to your defense.

“Now, now, Eddie. Is that any way to treat a guest?” You let out a relieved sigh at hearing Volt’s calmer tone. He stood beside you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“They’re not a guest. They’re a kid. It’s downright irresponsible to even let them inside.” He growled.

You suddenly felt guilty over the situation. He made a valid point. Letting an underaged person into a bar isn’t right. Remembering back to how serious Dorian was about this place, it wasn’t nonsensical to think there could be trouble if he found out you were there. You’d hate to get Volt in trouble for your idiotic choice to give in to your curiosity.

“I understand your concern.” Volt spoke, snapping you out of your thoughts. “But our little wire here just wanted to learn about us.” He leaned down, giving you a friendly smile. “I thought I’d at least give them a proper introduction and explanation before sending them off.”

The other man— who you learned was named “Eddie”— let out a bothered sigh. He stood for a moment, seemingly contemplating. “Fine. But once we’re done, they’re out.”

“Splendid.” Volt agreed, giving your shoulder a pat. He then left your side to join Eddie’s instead. The two men now stood in front of you, ready to answer your questions.

“I’m Eddie. What else do you wanna know?” He asked. It was obvious he just wanted to get this interaction over with.

“Oh! Uh…” You thought for a second. “So, do you guys, like, run this… place?” You asked, avoiding using the word “bar” entirely.

“Yes. I take care of most of the things in the front. Eddie handles the things behind the scenes.” Volt answered with a simple explanation.

“Like what?” You looked to Eddie. It wasn’t so scary now that you knew he wasn’t going to physically throw you out.

“Electrical stuff. Things you wouldn’t understand.” He gave his hurried response.

You decided not to pry the topic any further, so you moved on. Looking back and forth between them, you took in all their similarities and differences. Even so, you couldn’t pinpoint a relationship between them.

“So are you guys… brothers? Friends?”

To your relief, neither of them gave any indication that they found your question stupid.

“Volt’s my assistant. That’s it.” While that was the answer he gave, you couldn’t help but feel like there was a lot more to it than he let on. But again, you didn’t want to pry.

“Oh, okay.” You began thinking of any more questions, but none came to mind. Though, even if you did think of one, you wouldn’t have had the chance to ask it, because at that moment, all the lights in the bar began flickering.

Confused murmurs of guests could be heard in the distance. Looking to Volt and Eddie, their attention was solely on the lights. Their expressions were dead serious— though not surprised. Almost as if this had happened before.

They looked to each other, sharing knowing glances, before turning back to you.

“Sorry, little wire. I’m afraid that’s all the time we have for questions.” He gave you an apologetic smile.

“Oh, that’s fine. I didn’t have any more anyway.” You said, waving your hand dismissively. “Is everything okay? What’s with the lights?”

Volt walked over to you, once again placing his hand on your shoulder. For a split second, you saw Eddie racing off somewhere. But your attention quickly shifted back to the white-haired man next to you.

“Oh, everything's fine. It’s completely normal.” He tried to assure you. But you knew that tone— the one older people use when trying to keep you in the dark of what’s really going on; to avoid scaring or concerning you.

“Now, I believe it’s time you get going.” And with that, he began leading you back to the front, where the door was.

You took a quick peek over your shoulder. Eddie was nowhere to be seen. Coincidentally, the flickering had also ceased.

“We’ll look at this, little wire! It seems you have a visitor!” Volt pointed out.

Wondering what he meant, you turned your head to where he was gesturing. Your stomach sank.

There, at the door, was Dorian. Arms crossed, brows furrowed. From a distance, his expression looked like his usual one. But from the way his eyes darkened when focused on you, one thing was certain: you were in big trouble.

Volt gently patted your back, lightly pushing you closer to the larger man who awaited you.

“I believe this is what you’re here for.” He said playfully.

“That’s right.” Dorian said. He didn’t move from his spot, but he gave you a look that said “get over here now”. Quickly, you obeyed, taking your place next to him.

“I hope they didn’t cause you any trouble.” While you couldn’t see Dorian’s face, you could certainly feel him glaring at you. It was incredibly uncomfortable— not to mention scary. While he didn’t outright say it, his voice practically screamed “you better not have caused trouble”.

“Oh, no! Not at all!” Volt assured him.

“In fact, I found them quite delightful. Eddie too.” He beamed at you. You couldn’t help but smile and roll your eyes at his obvious lie. You knew better than to believe that Eddie actually enjoyed your company.

“Well, that’s good to hear.” Dorian didn’t seem to care about Volt’s positive review. His tone was still very much laced with anger. “We’ll be going now.” He turned to leave, and you knew he expected you to do the same. Before you could take your first step, however, Volt stopped you.

“Thanks for coming by, little wire! Feel free to return… after you’ve turned 21.” He said— a wink pairing with his jab at you.

“I will. Bye!” You waved him farewell, before quickly catching up to Dorian.

While you didn’t see it, Volt waved back. His smile remained on his face, even after you were out of view. A small chuckle escaped his lips. “I like them.”

“God, I still can’t believe you didn’t immediately kick them out.” Eddie said, appearing in the bar, cleaning a glass. “What were you thinking?”

Volt’s eyes continued gazing out the door. “I was thinking that they’re a good kid, and deserve to know who we are. It turned out fine, did it not?”

Eddie chuckled. “Not for them. I just know they’re getting an earful from Dorian right now.”

Volt laughed as well. “Poor thing. It really is a shame they can’t hang around.”

“Yeah, well just give ‘em a few more years.” Eddie said dismissively.

Finally, Volt turned away from the door, making his way over to his partner— leaning against the countertop of the bar. “Or… we could just visit them instead.”

Dividers by @enchanthings

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baileypie-writes · 6 days ago

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hello again!! thank you for the response, could you do L and Y for abby saja?

A/N - Sure! Sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoy it nonetheless:)

Abby Saja Fluff Alphabet | L & Y

Fandom: KPop Demon Hunters

Fanfic Type: Alphabet

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 451

Warnings: Abby’s showing off his abs, Abby being clingy

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~KPDH Masterlist~

L - Love Confession(How would they confess to their s/o?)

Abby has confidence, charm and good looks. On top of that, he knows for a fact that you like him back by the time he wants to ask you out. So he doesn’t feel nervous when confessing his love. It’s more about waiting for the right time.

When he does, it’s very casual. But he makes sure to show off his muscles to get you all flustered.

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Abby’s arm slings around your waist— pulling you against his hip. It’s a bit rough, like he doesn’t know his own strength. He doesn’t seem to notice this.

Immediately, your eyes meet his midsection. As always, the shirt he’s wearing is far too tight. It looks as if the buttons are only holding on by hopes and dreams. You can see his abs ghosting through the gaps.

“So, how about you and I go out sometime, hm?” He asks, a knowing smirk spread across his smug face.

“Like, on a date?” You ask, craning your head up to meet his eyes.

“Yeah!” He smiles— a nice, genuine one.

“Oh, okay! I’d love to!” You smiled back at him.

Abby laughed, happy and hearty. His grip on your waist only got tighter, to the point he was slightly lifting you off the ground. It was a bit uncomfortable, but you didn’t care too much, considering you just got yourself a date.

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Y - Yearning(How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?)

You’d think a big, tough guy like him would cope rather easily. But no, he’s rather clingy.

He becomes extremely annoying after a few days. He can’t go more than a few hours without calling or texting you. He acts cool and collected, like his messages are simply casual. But you know better.

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Abby’s profile picture on your phone has become extremely irritating to look at. You’ve been forced to see it countless times a day. With a groan, you answer his call.

“Hey~” He greets you flirtatiously.

“Abby, I swear.”

“What?” He questions innocently. “Can’t I talk to my partner? It’s not like I can hang out with you in person.”

“But you’ve already called me…” You paused for a moment, counting in your head. “six times today. We don’t even really talk about anything. You just sit there while I do my own thing.”

“And?” At that point, Abby had found a dumbbell, and was lifting it effortlessly. Based on the look on his face, he wasn’t at all concerned with what you were saying.

You groaned again, this time into your pillow, so you could be as loud as you wanted. This was going to be a long trip.

Dividers by @strangergraphics

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baileypie-writes · 7 days ago

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Sneak peak of my Volt & Eddie + Young!Reader oneshot(platonic).

If you wanna be tagged in it, let me know!

(Due to the game being for adults, and very much mature, I won’t be tagging minors)

#baileypie-writes #date everything #date everything x reader #date everything + reader #date everything x gn reader #date everything + gn reader #eddie and volt #volt and eddie #eddie and volt + reader #eddie and volt + gn reader #eddie and volt x reader #eddie and volt x gn reader

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baileypie-writes · 8 days ago

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Forgiveness, Can You Imagine?

Phantom x Precure!Reader

Fandom: Happiness Charge Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, a Precure

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Word Count: 2.7k

Synopsis: Phantom had been aware of you being a Precure from the very beginning of your relationship. But you had kept it from him that he had defeated and captured you in the past. So when he sees your Cure form for the first time, he has to confront you about it.

Warnings: Secrets, guilt, an aggressive drunk driver, an argument between Reader and Phantom

Requested By: @girlinthetardis04

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Readjusting to normal life after the chaos that came with Phantom’s duty of being “the Pretty Cure Hunter” was just as difficult as he expected it to be. He was so used to always being prepared for a fight— to defeat and capture. Not having the need or command to do so anymore put him on edge. What hurt even more was having to see the faces of those he imprisoned on a regular basis.

Even with mystical villains and Saiarks no longer being a threat, the Pretty Cure were still just as prominent in the world as before. Nowadays, they fight the average criminals— helping out police when needed. The worldwide warriors have brought so much more peace. Even so, Phantom can’t help but feel a twinge of guilt in his stomach when he sees the heroes’ faces.

He was the renowned Pretty Cure Hunter. He was known for his extensive collection of magical youth— previously undefeated until the famous “Happiness Charge Pretty Cure”. His realm was comparable to a graveyard. Seemingly endless mirrors littered the land, trapping the young heroes in their coffin shaped cells. Each one displayed expressions of pure despair and defeat, even in their unconscious state.

Forgiveness was given to Phantom long ago, and he knew this. However, he also knew that it didn’t change what he had done. Even if he was under the influence of Red and Queen Mirage, his actions were truly wicked. He felt as if he belonged with the people the Pretty Cure caught and locked away.

Despite those feelings, he still was able to find joy in his new life. A lot of it was thanks to you— his partner. You brought a light that was too bright to ignore. This was a given, considering that you yourself were a Pretty Cure.

Phantom never thought a relationship with his past enemy would work out. But you showed him how you couldn’t care less about his past. What mattered to you was the now, and you loved him for who he turned out to be. “Grateful” couldn’t even begin to describe how he felt about you.

Your relationship was going extremely smoothly. Anyone who had context would be surprised, but neither of you cared to dig into how strange becoming your enemy’s lover was. You just focused on the bliss you felt.

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“The chase began at 2:27pm, and the driver hasn’t shown any signs of stopping or slowing down. The police have turned to the Pretty Cure for help—“

The café’s TV played the news, and both you and Phantom were fully invested— not even looking at your drinks as you consumed them. Anything Pretty Cure related, you were watching and listening.

Phantom leaned in, whispering to you. “Are you going to get out there and help?”

Neither of your eyes lost contact with the screen. You were captivated by the sight of the Cures zipping across sidewalks and over buildings. They were managing to keep up with the car, but it was clear they were getting tired.

“I’m not sure. I don’t see my team. They’d contact me if they needed me.” You whispered back.

As if on cue, your phone buzzed. It was the group chat you shared with your teammates.

“We’re gonna get in on the car chase. We could really use your help. They’re coming up on Sakura Street. We gotta hurry if we wanna catch them.”

Continuing to watch the television, you saw multiple Pretty Cure stop, clearly out of energy. The ones remaining were beginning to slow down.

“I better go.” You stood up, chair screeching from behind you as it pushed back.

“May I go?” Phantom asked, also standing up.

You froze for a moment, a certain look on your face. Was it concern? Fear? He couldn’t quite tell.

“Are you sure?”

Phantom nodded, not a drop of doubt in his eyes. “I won’t get in your way. I’m perfectly capable of defending myself as well.”

You knew he was right. So with a sigh, you nodded at him. “Okay. Let’s go.”

The two of you walked as quickly as you could out of the café— not wanting to draw attention to yourselves. As soon as you were out, you darted behind the building, out of sight from the public eye.

Phantom watched as you took out your PreChanMirror, as well as your PreCards. This was the first time he’d see you transform. He’d never seen your Cure form before. But just by the way you held the items, he knew just how much experience you had.

“Pretty Cure, Kururun Mirror Change!” The words echoed from your lips.

Orbs of light in your signature color fully enveloped your body— merging with it. Phantom watched eagerly with anticipation and wonder. With a flash and a pop, the lights dispersed, revealing your transformed self.

Your outfit shared roughly the same top with every other Pretty Cure’s uniform. Black with a collar, a bow on the chest and ruffles on the sides. But it had its own unique characteristics that matched with your personality. The shape of the sleeves, the bottoms, the bow on your lower back. They all reflected your own personal style.

Like every other Cure, your hair grew, and increased in volume. Its shine could make any model jealous.

But Phantom didn’t stare at your new form to marvel at it. He couldn’t. Because he recognized it.

You looked back at him with the same strange expression as before. It almost seemed as if you were checking on him to make sure he was okay.

You opened your mouth to speak, but got interrupted by the sound of screeching tires in the distance. You quickly leapt into action— not before giving Phantom an apologetic look.

Heels clicking as you dashed, you stopped in the middle of the road, facing the oncoming car. With a wave of your hands, light formed in front of you, creating a massive shield.

The driver slammed on the brakes, surprised by the sudden obstacle. His car skidded out of control, heading straight for you. But you didn’t move. You didn’t even flinch.

Phantom observed your expression. Pure focus. Your hands remained steady in front of you, keeping the shield up. Your eyebrows furrowed, and your lips pursed. But it wasn’t out of fear. You had faith in yourself— in your power.

That’s when it hit him. He’d seen that look before. In battle.

The reason you felt familiar was because he had met you before— fought you before.

Phantom had battled— and defeated— countless Pretty Cure. He never cared to learn about or memorize them. After claiming a victory, the face of his opponent became blurred— forgotten and unimportant. It was in no way a shock that your own face was lost to him.

The possibility that you could be a Pretty Cure that he had previously defeated had crossed his mind briefly. But he made the assumption that you would’ve told him, or at least made it clear that you held some bad memories concerning him. But you hadn’t done either. So there he was, everything coming back to him all at once.

Just when he thought the memories couldn’t be any more painful, he remembered the worst of it all.

A victory he was once praised for by Queen Mirage, though one he didn’t think much of himself. Heartlessly, he struck you with his sword. Your pained screech echoed in his ears. Though back then, he felt no remorse.

Like every other Cure who went through the same defeat, your body became trapped inside a coffin shaped mirror. Arms crossed over your chest like a corpse, though still alive. Your eyes closed, and your lips turned downward in a devastated frown.

At that time, Phantom thought nothing of it. He just stood the mirror upwards, pushing it into the sand to keep it upright. Another trophy for his morbid collection.

Memories returned, Phantom felt as though he might vomit. Never had he felt such terror and shame. Not even when facing his own defeat. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten what he’d done to you.

Focusing back to the fight in front of him, he watched as the car skidded to a stop— just inches away from your shield. You let out a relieved sigh.

Though that calm feeling was short lived, as the door on the driver’s side of the car swung open aggressively. The man who emerged from it was on the larger side, with quite the bulky build. In his hand, an empty glass bottle, which he held upside down— seemingly to use as a weapon.

Phantom listened as the man screamed at you and the other Pretty Cure. His words— while vile— were extremely slurred. At one point, he threw the bottle, without even aiming it at anyone.

The events that followed were all a blur. You all apprehended the man without much of a fight, and he was carried away in magical handcuffs. He was handed over to the police, who thanked everyone. And, of course, cameras swept the area to get some footage for the news.

After saying a quick goodbye to your own team, as well as the others, you made your way back to Phantom. You felt pretty bad for making him wait. But you felt even worse for the conversation that was about to transpire.

After finding a quiet, empty alleyway, you reverted back to your original self. Feeling awkward, embarrassed and ashamed, you leaned against the nearest surface. The gears in your mind were grinding— trying to come up with something to say. An explanation, an apology, anything. But Phantom ended up speaking first.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Just by his voice alone, you knew he was fuming. Having built up the courage, you looked at him— you immediately regretted it.

You’d never seen him so mad. His brows were furrowed, and he had the nastiest scowl. It honestly scared you. You knew no matter what you said, it wouldn’t help calm him down.

“I didn’t know how…” You wanted to reach out and take his hand— attempt to comfort him. But yours wouldn’t move. You were certain he wouldn’t accept the gesture anyway. The image of him slapping your hand away finalized your decision to stay put.

“What do you mean? You could’ve just told me. It’s that simple. It should’ve been the first thing you told me when we met!” Phantom’s hands clenched so tight, you could clearly see the veins.

“Honestly,” He turned his back to you, looking up at the sky slightly. You could hear a slight tremor in his voice. “it would’ve been so much easier to fix things if I had known sooner.”

“But you don’t need to fix anything!” You finally found the words. “I forgive you! I have for a long time! I’m not mad at you!”

“Well I am!” Phantom turned around, looking you dead in the face. You could see faint glimmers from the corners of his eyes— tears. “You didn’t give me the chance to apologize! Do you have any idea how much shame I feel? Every time I see one of you Pretty Cure, it pains me.”

Finally the tears began to fall— cascading down his cheeks. “I practically killed you! And you just didn’t tell me?”

“I wanted to!” You blurted out. And it was now your turn to cry. Your own tears wasted no time spilling, unlike Phantom’s. They were thick, fueled by the feelings marinated in you for all that time. “I know how you feel, and that’s why I didn’t tell you! I was worried that if I told you right away, you wouldn’t give me a chance.” You inhaled hard and loud— practically a sob. “But I’m so sorry!”

The two of you stood there for an amount of time neither of you cared to measure. The argument’s climax was over, but the tension was still there. Tears continued to fall— Phantom’s slowly, yours quickly.

“You’re right to be mad at me.” You spoke softly. “I should’ve told you. I know I just made things worse.”

You looked up at him to meet his eyes. You wanted to make sure he knew what you were about to say was genuine. Phantom wiped his tears with his white sleeve, not wanting to show any more weakness than he already had.

“Just know that I never hated you, and that I still love you.” You wanted to give him a smile, but you feared it wasn’t the right time to. So your lips stayed neutral.

For a while, Phantom didn’t communicate at all. His gaze remained glued to the floor. In your mind, you were pleading for him to give a response. But you understood how difficult it was for him to sort out his feelings, so you gave him all the time he needed— pushing aside how unpleasant it was to simply stand there waiting.

His mouth opened, and he inhaled, signaling speech. Immediately, your ears focused, eager to hear what he would say. Pleasingly, he also looked at you again.

“I understand your… view… on this. You were right to believe that I would’ve avoided you if I had known. I probably would’ve.” He mumbled the last part, eyes shifting away for a moment. “I am upset that you kept it from me,”

Hearing that part, you tensed. The fear of being hated by the person you loved so much coursed through you, and you felt the urge to cry again. But you pulled through.

“—but I won’t hold a grudge against you for it. After all, it’s a miracle that you don’t hold one against me for what I did. So I suppose… it’s only fair.” He finished. No smile, just the ghost of a blush dusted across his pale face.

You couldn’t help the upward curling of your lips. “I’m so glad…” Pure joy and relief took over, making you want to hug Phantom and never let him go. Though, knowing he wasn’t a fan of being embraced, you shooed the urge away.

“However, there is one thing I need to do.” He gently took hold of one of your hands. Before you could ask any questions, he knelt down, placing his free hand over his chest.

“This is long overdue, but please accept this as my formal apology.”

You suddenly became embarrassed, waving your free hand dismissively with a chuckle. “Oh gosh, please, you don’t have to—“

Phantom shot you a scolding glare, shutting you up immediately, before continuing. “My actions were unacceptable. It’s beyond me how you could ever love me after what I did. But I promise to treat you well, so your forgiveness won’t go to waste.”

While definitely overdramatic and awkward, your heart couldn’t help but swell over his genuine apology. You watched as he stood up— keeping his hold on your hand.

“Thank you, Phantom. That was sweet.” You smiled.

He hummed, his own grin softly revealing itself at last. He glanced at your hand for a moment— contemplating— then raised it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on it. A blush made an appearance on his cheeks once again. He wasn’t used to showing affection like this. But for you, he’d do it again and again.

“Shall we get out of this… alleyway?” He suggested, gesturing to the brick walls and dirty concrete floor with his eyes.

At that point, you had completely forgotten where you were. “Oh! Yeah, we probably should.” You laughed.

“Then, let’s go. Your team probably wants to meet up after the incident.” He said as he began leading you back into the light of the public. You simply hummed in agreement, too focused on the fact that your fingers were now intertwined with his as you walked.

Inside, the both of you were absolutely beaming with joy. You, because your relationship was now free of secrets. And Phantom, because he could now appreciate the gift you had given him long ago— forgiveness. Most people couldn’t even imagine making amends with their enemy, especially one as cruel as Phantom had been. So forming a romantic relationship with them would most certainly be out of the question.

However, what you and Phantom had proved to be unique. Some Pretty Cure may forever loathe him for what he had done. But as long as he had your forgiveness, he could live in peace and contentment.

Dividers by: @strangergraphics

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Your Vow Towards the Fontaine + To Overcome

We've got another double birthday today~! Today, we'll be celebrating the birth of one of my FAVORITE Brandt Gate users from the Cardfight!! Vanguard series AND my favorite Cure within Healin' Good Pretty Cure! Everyone, say happy birthday to the Berserk Fighter from Cardfight!! Vanguard DivineZ Season 2 Senka Kanae and the Pretty Cure of intersecting streams, Chiyu Sawaizumi aka Cure Fontaine from Healin' Good Pretty Cure!

Let's start with Chiyu!

Chiyu Sawaizumi is one of the main Cures within Healin' Good Pretty Cure and is the second member to join the team. She's introduced as a sporty girl who loves to exercise and helps her family run their hot spring inn. She would encounter the main girl, Nodoka Hanadera, and introduce her to her family's inn until a Megabyogen attacks and infects the water element. Chiyu witnesses Nodoka transform into Cure Grace until she becomes injured in the fight. Chiyu immediately talks to the fairy known as Pegitan about letting her transform, and constantly reassures the penguin with her kind words. With his help, Chiyu defeats the enemy by transforming into the Precure of intersecting streams, Cure Fontaine!

Personality wise, Chiyu is a very hygienic and cheerful woman who often acts like an older sister. She's responsible and is always carrying things upon her shoulders. She's smart and athletic as well! Chiyu has always loved the ocean and sky ever since she was a child which would inspire her to become an athlete and always tries to improve herself! Chiyu also loves puns!

Chiyu is voiced by Yorita Natsu who's known for voicing Anzu from Dandadan, Jupiter from takt op. Symphony, Moran from Goddess of Victory: Nikke, Fiona Demetra from Balan Wonderland, Da Qiao from Wo Long: Fallen Dynasty, Laios Touden from Dungeon Meshi, Amin from Romantic Killer, young Yuu Izumi from Shikimori's Not Just a Cutie, Ikkaku from Beyblade X, Izumi from Gleipnir, Chiharu Kumadori from Kawaisugi Crisis, Ryouta from Mato Seihei no Slave, Airu from Miru: Watashi no Mirai, and so much more!

CHIYUUUUU!!!! I honestly thought Hinata would be my favorite but now I think it's gotta be Chiyu- I just love her flowing hair in her Cure form! Also she's paired up with Pegitan who legit reminds me of Piplup from Pokemon and it's my favorite water starter sooooo- anyways uh I think Chiyu is hella adorable even though I haven't seen Healin Good but I do know I'm gonna love her a lot she looks hella cute and adorable and I really wanna spoil her-! Plus, I got lots of Chiyu merch! Remember how I said I got lots of Star Twinkle and Healin Good merch at a flea market? The Healin Good stuff I bought had LOTS of Chiyu merch sooo I maaaaaaay have bought it all uwu

Smile for the camera pegitan uwu

But yeah I like Chiyu she's hella cute and I love her outfit also these bracelets are super cute im too scared to break them though but I wanna wear them they're so CUUUUUUUUUUTEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

I gotta get a Chiyu plush-

I MEAN WELLLLL I LIKE CHIYU SOOO SHE GETS A FIC!

Chiyu Sawaizumi/Cure Fontaine x (Possibly) Gender-Neutral Reader (Relationship is open to Reader's interpretation)

"Alright, that's enough! Let's take a break!"

Sawaizumi Chiyu continued to pant as she attempted to catch her breath, sweat trickling down her forehead before wiping them away with her arm.

"Here~"

Chiyu shrieked as the sudden cold touch sent shivers down her body. "(Y/N)!" huffed, glancing behind her to spot you with a cold bottle of water in your hands.

"Whaaaat~?" you teased. "You looked like you were really hot after all that exercising, so I thought you'd like something cold pressed against your skin!"

"Well…." Chiyu sighed, grabbing the water bottle and placing it against her neck. "Yes, but at least warn me first!"

"Kaaaaaay," you chuckled. "Anything you need me to do? I can get a towel for you."

"You really are prepared, aren't you?" Chiyu asked before drinking from the bottle.

"Well I promised you, didn't I?" you smiled. "I said I was gonna do everything in my power to assist you with your dreams!"

"You don't have to- I'm sure you have your own dreams to accomplish as well."

"I do!" you nodded. "It's to be your coach~!"

Chiyu couldn't help but chuckle as a smile appeared on her lips. "My coach? Really?"

"Mhm~! If I wanna help you, then I gotta do my best to become a coach that can assist you!"

Another sigh left her lips as Chiyu turned towards you. "…thank you, (Y/N). It really does mean a lot to me."

"Anytime~! I'll always be here to support you~!"

Happy birthday Chiyu!

Now, let's talk about Senka~!

Senka Kanae is one of the newest rivals introduced within Cardfight!! Vanguard DivineZ, being introduced in Season 2. Senka is the main rival to the lead girl Nao Inabe and has known her since childhood. She could never beat Nao as a kid, so she vowed to become stronger and left their hometown until she could become strong enough to defeat her, promising to fight her as a pro player. As an adult, Senka is one of the top three newest pro players to hit the scene and has continued to win whatever match she participates in! However...it's not enough. She's been waiting for Nao to fight her as a pro for so long, and yet...Nao still isn't a pro player. How long does Senka have to wait? One night, she was approached by a mysterious talking stuffed animal who would help her unleash her desire to finally defeat Nao once and for all...to do this, Senka had to participate in the Destined Showdown, a tournament where Senka and five other members would fight against Nao's team in order to grant a wish...Senka would then be granted the Destined One of Exceedance, Impauldio and vowed to win against Nao!

By the end of Season 2 and through Season 3 known as the DELUXE Arc, Senka, Nao, and many other players would be invited to DELUXE, another Vanguard tournament that would test the skills of all players! Of course, Senka signed up and declared she would beat Nao on the stage!

Personality wise, Senka is a very competitive and outgoing woman who's always enjoying every match she plays in Vanguard! Whether it be against someone weaker than her or stronger, Senka is always having a blast and is always searching for worthy opponents! Even if she loses, Senka doesn't mind! She just sees it as an obstacle to overcome hence her being the Destined One of Exceedance! She's always looking for new obstacles to overcome like her rival Nao! She always loves being pushed to the edge during the game so she can clap back with as much force as she can! She loves plastic model kits, window shopping, and cool clothes too! She also loves to put Tabasco sauce on a bunch of stuff!

Originally, Senka was voiced by Izumi Kitta who's known for voicing . However, she would be replaced so she could go on maternity leave. She would later reprise her role for DivineZ Season 4 and voice Senka in the English dub of the DivineZ anime! Izumi Kitta is known for voicing Rainbow Dash from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Misaki Tokura from Cardfight!! Vanguard, Rii Uzawa from BanG Dream!, Tomoko Kuroki from WataMote, Creo Brand from the Freezing series, Queen from the Shining Hearts series, Cordelia Glauca from Tantei Opera Milky Holmes, Zarufa Opal from World War Blue, Suzu Saotome from Tokyo Ravens, Noboru Kodo from Future Card Buddyfight, Yuu Momokino from Triage X, Mia Shining from Lego Friends, Anji Guravuite from Motto! SoniComi, and so much more!

In DivineZ DELUXE Arc (aka season 3), she was voiced by Ayase Itou who's known for voicing Arisa Ichigaya from BanG Dream! Girls Band Party, Cipher from Honkai: Star Rail, Saya Yatomi from Cardfight!! Vanguard G, Hitomi Kouzouji from Cardfight!! Vanguard: Shinemon Arc, Maira Tsukishima from Mewklwdreamy, Vivols from Uma Musume Pretty Derby, IJN Kazagumo from Azur Lane, Beanstalk from Arknights, Kaoruko Hanayagi from Revue Starlight, Gaelijah, Unicon Chemy, Happyclover Chemy, and Junglejan Chemy from Kamen Rider Gotchard, Alice Myojingawa from Tantei Opera Milky Holmes, and so much more!

It is unknown what deck Senka ran before Season 2 of DivineZ began, but she now runs a Brandt Gate Nation deck, a nation filled with science, technology, and so much more while being covered in a vast blanket of snow. Her ace unit is the Grade 3 known as Destined One of Exceedance, Impauldio! However to explain Impauldio, we need to talk about the ai system that supports Impauldio aka the token field spell known as SYSTEM CODE: X-ceed! When the game begins, Senka summons the SYSTEM CODE: X-ceed token and places it into her field spell zone! This token is very special since it can only be used with Impauldio and makes it stronger every time Senka takes damage! When Senka DOES take damage, X-ceed activates to put a card from the graveyard under X-ceed as an AutoMOD gauge and gives the Vanguard +5,000 attack EACH TIME Senka takes damage! So even if Senka takes damage, X-ceed makes sure the opponent must put more cards on the field to attack since X-ceed will keep adding more and more power as it learns how the opponent operates and acts accordingly~! Now, let's talk about the main robot itself, Impauldio~! Impauldio is a level 3 card that puts a card from your graveyard as an AutoMOD gauge and then calls a level 3 or lower card from the top five cards of your deck! Then, Impauldio gets the ability "your front row gains +5,000 for EVERY two of your AutoMOD gauges"! This basically means if you have two gauges, the front row gets +5,000! If you have two, +10,000! Three is +15,000, and so on! Like the rest of the Destined Ones, Impauldio possesses the Divine Skill which is an ability the player can only use once per game! If the opponent has a level 3 or greater Vanguard and you have four or more AutoMOD gauges, discard a card from your hand, deal the opponent and extra damage, and draw more cards when Impauldio attacks! Impauldio has cards that heavily rely on the AutoMOD gauges and it's super easy to accumulate a bunch! Hell, Impauldio can even get up to six cards during the Divine Skill turn due to one of its support cards! As someone who started Impauldio because of Senka, I agree that Impauldio is a very formidable card that, if piloted by the right person, can surely destroy your enemies without much effort! As long as you keep analyzing your opponent like Impauldio does, you'll be able to land a HUGE hit with BIIIIIG FAT numbers that your opponent can't defend against!

WIFE IT MY WIFE SENKA WIFE AHHHHH I LOVE HER SO MUCH!!!! Legit I thought she was pretty ok when she had a cameo in season 1, but when I fully got to see her, I was like OMFG SHE'S A BRAT SHE'S A BITCH AND I LOVE HER! LIKE BRUH SENKA IS HELLA CUTE I LEGIT HAVE SO MANY PHOTOS OF HER BEING SO CUTE AND IT'S MADE ME FALL FOR HER HARD LIKE LEGIT I LOVE HER EVEN MORE THAN NAO I WISH SENKA GOT MORE DEVELOPMENT AND SCREEN TIME BUT STILL I JUST NEED MORE SENKA STUFF SHE'S HELLA CUTE OK????

I LOVE HER

She said she likes getting hit in Vanguard so I'm like somewhat convinced she's a masochist but also like girl i dont mind if you want me to beat you up I'll do it let's keep playing girl I'll try to satisfy your drive as much as I can she's so fucking cute posfdjmisgjf

HMMMMM

honestly Senka x Nao is cute but also it needs more development since they unfortunately dont get a lot of screen time together and they feel like a VERY basic and generic rivals to lovers so I want them to get more screen time but nooo it's Akina x Nao ewwwwww anyways this aint about them this is about Senka my beloved I have so many photos of her help she's so cute

Look at this video of her I love her so muchs dfvoigjasdiog hsdgo

DUDE SENKA IS WIFE SHE MY WIFE I GOTTA GIVE HER A FIC UWU

Senka Kanae x Gender-Neutral Reader

There were too many words you could use to describe Kanae Senka.

Energetic, battle-driven, headstrong, powerful- these were always the first words that came to your mind if you had to describe your idol to everyone.

When her smile flashed across her face after receiving a hard earned victory, you couldn't help but cheer for her victory. Even if she lost, she never took it to heart and would always compliment her opponents for how strong they were.

"Senka-chan is just so…"

"Huh?"

Senka's rough voice snapped you back to reality as she stared at you from across the diner table, glaring with a confused look on her face. "The hell are you even going on about?"

"Sorry, Senka-chan!" you blushed, closely holding your cards to your chest. "I was just…reminiscing. That's all."

Senka merely sighed as she began to fan herself with her cards. "So that's what this is about…"

"Sorry…are you mad?"

"Mad?" Senka asked. "Why the hell would I be? You just seemed to be zoning out, so I got worried."

"…thank you, Senka-chan."

"Y-you don't need to thank me," Senka huffed after witnessing your smile. "You're just another rival I need to overcome! I can't go all out if you're not in tip top shape, you know!"

"Heh..I know."

"Now hurry up!" Senka spat. "Let's finish this game before the food gets here!"

You merely nodded, picking up your cards. "Right. I swear that I'll overcome you! It's my turn! Stand and draw!"

Happy birthday Senka!

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