#(don't worry you'll get THAT too)

[three-dee-ess]

the community has been approved!! comment if you'd like to join :3c for some reason it seems like some people aren't allowed to join communities yet- but I'll add you as soon as I can!

[k-martins]

No, but this image has a funny itafushi thing

Apparently, Yuji had invited Megs to watch a movie. Just the two of them. Megs said something like: "why am i not given a choice…" then Nobara showed up saying she would watch it too LOL!!!! And Megumi was like "Ah?!" While Yuji was "OH, yes! The more people the better."

He was trying so hard not to seem eager to have a moment alone with Yuji that he ruined everything, my poor baby.

He's so tsundere!!!! LMAO (I want to play this game so bad, but it's not available in my country T-T)

[merakiui]

Your Yan Idia and his magical onahole is so amazing its so gooddd!!! But what if the magical onahole but with Azul and the tweels???

Zuzu using it as a comfort toy and fucking its precious hole with his rather big but tentacle-like octopus cock. Trying to sit still when mysterious phantom suckers are sucking on their puffy slit. trying not to cum when long slender fingers work your hole open, rubbing up and down so gently

OR OR!! Tweels know that its connected to their darling and fuck the onahole's holes so roughly. They do it when the reader is asleep and jolting them awake once two large mercocks were shoved into their pretty tight holes, in class when they're in a middle of a lesson or in random places.

Azul definitely uses it as a comfort toy, but he also uses it for practice! He does everything to the onahole that he wishes to do to you. He fucks into it in his octo-mer form just to work on being more confident in that form so that when (and if) he does get to fuck you with his tentacles he won't feel so insecure. He also wants to be perfectly skilled when he eats you out or scissors you open; he dreads looking so foolishly inexperienced when he actually gets to sleep with you, so he'll practice quite often. And of course he always, always cums lots inside. <3 he could go many rounds if he's particularly pent-up (he hate-fucks the onahole a lot because he's a jealous tako), so if he chooses to use it on a day or night when you're with friends... good luck. :)

Slimy eels... >:( they know exactly what they're doing when they fit both of their cocks inside just to see how much of them you can take at once. They definitely fight over the onahole sometimes, wrestling each other for first use with mean scowls and snapping jaws. Floyd doesn't want to fuck Jade's cum back inside you. He wants his chance to fill you up first, not settle for sloppy seconds!! And Jade doesn't want to share at this moment because he found a particularly phallic-shaped mushroom and wants to see how well you'll take it (which is an immediate no-go for Floyd; he is not fucking an onahole that's been fucked with a mushroom). Sometimes Jade just wants to drag things out and tease you so slowly, but Floyd is impatient and he wants to be inside you the minute he's freed his cock from the confines of his boxers. And there's only one onahole, so they're forced to either compromise and share or fight over it like starved eels.

The twins work together very well when they aren't actively strangling the other near death for use of the onahole. When they're functioning on the same horny brain cell, they actually plan some very devious schemes. Jade likes to talk with you, whether over tea or in the botanical gardens or even during a walk through campus, while Floyd's off with the onahole, slamming it onto his cock just so Jade can watch the breath get knocked out of your little lungs. He loves to see you squirm and if you let him (you will; peer pressure is so fun and Jade does it best) he'll have you bent over so he can see how your hole gapes and clenches around an invisible force (Floyd's dick). He'll force his way inside and the two of them fuck you sore and dumb.

Jade likes to use the onahole when you're spending time with a friend or if you're on a date. He may not seem it, but he has a nasty jealous streak. He's only willing to share you with Floyd, so the fact that his dearest darling would even think to spend time with others when he and Floyd are the best fits for you... You really like to hurt his poor heart. :( it's only fair he absolutely ruins your chances with anyone else, teasing you all throughout your date before finally, finally bottoming out just when you think anything special might happen on your date. After all, why settle for someone who is better off becoming fish food? Obviously Jade and Floyd are the ones meant for you; the way you squeeze Jade's dick so tightly indicates that you agree, even if not yet verbally.

[osamusriceballs]

The Accident Part VIII

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: None

Words: ~ 2k

About: You finally meet your good friend &lt;3

Part I II -> Next part

"You know each other?!"

You stare at Atsumu with wide eyes, who just stares at the short blonde next to you and raises his eyebrows as if he just had an epiphany.

"Where have I—wait. Karasuno. Karasuno's manager! You're a friend of Shoyo-kun!" Atsumu's eyes shine when he talks about Karasuno, and you furrow your brows when you remember that it's the name of Yachi's old school. "Shoyo-kun? Like—Hinata Shoyo?" You ask, recalling a bright orange-haired man you've met a few times already when Yachi had invited you to drink with her and her friends. They had always been a lively bunch, definitely growing on you the more often you saw them.

"Hmm, we work together," Atsumu nods, and you blankly stare at him while you try to digest that piece of information. You know that Hinata is a professional volleyball player. Very professional. Olympics level professional. He offered you cards to his games quite a few times, and you had politely declined, not wanting to cause him trouble, but he had sent you tickets anyway for a game in a few weeks.

That probably means that Atsumu is a professional player too—or he might be some kind of manager, according to the vague statement that they are working together. His physique and his posture tell you that he potentially could be an athlete- you would believe that in a second.

"Working together like... playing volleyball too?" You ask for clarification, tilting your head curiously while you watch his reaction. His lips curl into a smug smile, and the confidence he's radiating now makes your legs turn into jelly.

"Yeah. I'm a professional, just like Shoyo-kun. He loves my sets, by the way. Always aces them with no problem."

His eyes capture yours and you hang on his every word, definitely surprised by the development. You're married to a probably very famous professional Olympia volleyball player. You're not even sure what to think about this; the new details just made the whole situation more absurd and unrealistic. The only good thing is that Yachi apparently knows him. You could maybe get more information out of Yachi about him later.

"I—wait. The marriage—you married ATSUMU MIYA?" Your attention shifts to Yachi, who turns almost worryingly red, and you quickly step closer to her and reach for her arm, trying to calm her down. "Yes, but it's okay. He's a good guy, okay?" You smile encouragingly, and Yachi takes a few hasty loud breaths before she nods.

Atsumu watches you both and awkwardly clears his throat, a faint blush covering his cheeks at your words, and rubs the back of his head. "I'll leave ya two alone then. I'll call ya, y/n."

The last thing you see is his smile before he turns around and walks away with his hands in his pockets now. His broad back is evident, especially when he's wearing the white dress shirt, and you can't help but admire the man for a second before Yachi enters your sight once again.

"Y/n! - what happened?!"

xxx

"I can't believe you're married to Atsumu Miya!" she exclaims, still sounding shocked as she repeats the same sentence for the third time after you managed to tell her the fully story during the car ride. Both of you sit on her comfortable plush couch, adorned with a few of her stylish designer blankets. You're glad to be in a familiar place finally, but you can't help but to think about Atsumu. Will he call or leave a message soon? You wouldn't mind him calling today already- just to make sure you have his number. Nothing else. Just to clear that whole marriage thing. And nothing else.

You nod with a mild smile an attempt to calm her slight panic. Atsumu has assured you that everything will be taken care of, and you find yourself actually trusting him. "It'll be okay. You mentioned he's a good guy, right? I mean, he's friends with Hinata."

Yachi deeply inhales and takes a sip of her tea and nods. "He's close to Hinata. They get along really well. But let me tell you, Atsumu Miya in high school is something else. His serves were powerful and terrifying- not as much as today, but still enough to keep us all on the edge. Even Nishinoya had a hard time receiving them. Atsumu-san and Osamu-san managed to copy Hinata's and Kageyama's special attack effortlessly. It was insane. Maybe we can find a recording of it."

She grabs the remote to turn on the TV, and you lean forward eagerly at the thought of seeing more of Atsumu. "I wonder what Atsumu looked like in high school," you muse, taking a sip of your tea, its slight bitterness complementing the rich flavor. "He basically still looks the same. His hair got a bit brighter, and I think he grew a bit. And gained mass," Yachi responds, finding what she's looking for with an excited squeal. "Here!"

You both watch how a much younger Atsumu raises his arm and much to your surprise the whole crowd falls silent. "What- that's not normal, is it?" You turn to Yachi who seems slightly pale, probably because she remembers the moment vividly. "That's normal for Atsumu Miya. He was so good and popular that he got that special treatment. It helps him to focus. Oh, and watch his steps! You can tell what kind of serve he's going to make by the number of his steps."

You diligently nod and watch him serve again, taking six steps this time. The camera angle is a tad bit closer this time, and you don't fail to see his yellow-ish hair that definitely looks different compared to his looks today. He was very fit, even back then, but he is definitely more buff today.

You watch some more of Atsumu's powerful serves, his form screaming utmost perfection, and memories of the very same strong, muscular arms wrapped around you make heat rush to your cheeks. Yachi continues to share insights about his playing style, and you quickly try to focus on her words.

"...their combined attacks are difficult to anticipate. But look at how Kei blocks it!" You nod enthusiastically while you observe Tsukishima's impressive block. The video then shifts to another game, showcasing Atsumu in a black uniform adorned with yellow claw prints on his sleeves.

"Oh, that's from the MSBY game! You should have seen him; there's this amazing set—" Yachi's words trail off as the camera cuts to an unusual angle, revealing Atsumu's impressive thighs in full glory as he sets the ball with a ridiculously seductive smile. Your jaw drops at the unexpected sight- you know for sure you would have fainted if you saw that scene in live. How dare he look so good while setting the ball?? "Look, Hinata easily managed to hit that! And there's Bokuto-san!" You recognize the orange-haired spiker, sharing a smile and high-five with Bokuto. "I can't believe that they all actually know each other."

"Yeah," Yachi smiles and nods. "Hinata always talks about Atsumu-san. And Bokuto-san is close with Osamu-san, I think. I've seen him post a few pictures with Akaashi-san at Onigiri-Miya."

"Is that the name of his restaurant? Atsumu said he would take me there someday." Yachi gives you a side-eye, and reaches for her phone. "You've gotten pretty close, haven't you? You seemed really flustered when-" You quickly interrupt her, "No! I—I don't even know him. I don't even have his number. He was just being nice, we're not really close."

Yachi nods with a small grin, and hands you her phone. "Here. That's his Instagram. He's also often at Onigiri Miya. It seems like he's very proud of his brother's success. I though you might want to have a look at his life."

"Thank you." Yachi is truly a great friend, and you feel once again fond of being close to her. As you scroll through Atsumu's Instagram, you find a mix of game snapshots, some pictures with Osamu, in which he always has a plate full of food in front of him, and you can't help but zoom into the plates, impressed by the neatly arranged dishes. As you keep on scrolling, you almost gasp loudly when you find a very surprising collaboration with Calvin Klein, featuring a shirtless Atsumu from a very close perspective. At first, you keep on scrolling, too flustered at the sudden revealing picture, but curiosity makes you go back after a few moments, and you look at the picture again.

He looks good. His muscles are well-defined and he grins seductively for the camera while he poses, clad in only a ripped pair of jeans. It's almost unfair how ridiculously attractive he looks, but you still think that he looks even better when he's just woken up, just like he did this morning. You exhale loudly and curiously click on the comments.

"I would pay real money to have him like this in my bed." "Christmas came early this year- and so did I." "Bless the Miya genes. I'd gladly help to spread them." "Thank you Calvin Klein. I'll make sure to get a pair of these pants." "*FAINTS* HE'S SO HOT, I CAN'T-"

You're startled when you notice how the comments get even more unhinged and shameless as you keep on scrolling. "He... has a lot of fans," you remark, scrolling back to the top and handing Yachi her phone back, to which she nods heavily. "He had his own fan club in high school, and ever since the Japanese team won the Olympics, the whole team has been very popular. Especially Atsumu-san and Sakusa-san."

You hesitate before asking the next question, uncertain of what the answer might bring. "Is there a reason why he's single? He seems like a decent guy, looks good, and he's probably rich. Isn't he the perfect catch?"

Yachi furrows her brows, thinking. "I don't know, actually. It's probably the same as with Hinata and Kageyama. They focus a lot on their careers; they simply don't have time for dating. I also found out that most volleyball boys can be a bit... intense. It's probably hard to find a partner that understands their passion. They prioritize training over anything else. I've never seen Hinata skip a day of training, no matter what happens. Their partners must accept that they put a lot of their energy and time into their jobs."

"Ah," you simply nod, slightly surprised by the revelation. You would have assumed that they have a very lively dating life, but it seems like they just live for work. Sounds a bit lonely.

"I also think that some fans are a bit obsessed with their private lives. There was an incident before with Atsumu-san and one of their fans- but things have calmed down lately, so you should be fine." Yachi reassures you, reaching for a cookie on the couch table.

"I think that—" she is interrupted by the sudden sound of a ringing phone, and both of you exchange confused glances before realizing it's your phone. Yachi's eyes light up, and she squeals, "Maybe it's him—I mean, I could have gotten his number through Hinata, but maybe he's got some news—"

You fumble with the phone, the unknown number undoubtedly belonging to Atsumu. Taking a deep breath, you nod at her and hold the phone to your ear, answering the call with a simple,

"Hello?"

[soaps-mohawk]

Omg for a sec I thought it was Johnny she grabbed and that Kyle was gonna be the one to hang with Simon. Was about to say, now THIS is a true turn of events 😂

Nah, not quite that dramatic lol. Johnny is getting his bussy wrecked by Simon at that point and sweet Kyle is taking care of his alpha and omega. I'm sure Johnny would love a turn to take care of them, but for now he's gotta keep Simon occupied.

[yardsards]

living in america is literally just like. yeah i could probably benefit from inpatient mental health services but honestly the resulting medical bills would just make me want to kill myself even more

[kay9leo]

Boggart

Because at 14, everything feels so long and permanent. Especially when the future is uncertain.

Honestly this was inspired by this post asking about your MC's boggart. I always figure that my MC's would fall into a more similar vein like Hermione where her boggart represents more of a symbol/idea.

When read up on reddit on Hermione's boggart was Professor McGonagall, someone pointed out saying that it's more of a symbolic thing when you look into it under a deeper light. With Professor McGonagall saying she failed all her classes, Hermione could get expelled from Hogwarts and get her wand snap. Essentially denying her from the wizarding world.

Since Hermione -a muggleborn witch- wants to belong in the wizarding world (when the muggle world rejected her), she is trying to prove that she deserve to belong in the wizarding world through her grades and by being at the top of her class. Hermione failing her classes could risk her getting kicked out and getting her wand snap. The McGonagall boggart failing her is symbolic of her true fear - belonging no where.

While Hermione a girl trying to belong somewhere and doesn't want to be kicked out, Iñaki is a girl who's afraid that she'll never go back home.

What's a more permanent way of saying you aren't returning to your home country by getting a passport (symbolizing that you got naturalized) of your adopted country? More about Iñaki "MC" Martinez Cariaga

[writingjourney]

SO

I wrote Primo smut because I'm a primhoe now too apparently. You won't get to see the full drabble/ficlet until I've written the other Papas bc it's one of those thingies but you can find a lil preview under the cut :)

(EDIT: HERE is the full fic)

(obviously 18+, MDNI, we talk about ghocks on this blog, unedited)

You feel him stir, so you move your hand further down, stroking his abdomen. A soft hum deep inside his chest. His hand sinks, the pencil slipping from his fingers. It’s your cue to keep going, so you toy with the hem of his pyjama pants. When you let your hand slip beneath the elastic, you’re excited to find him half-hard, curved against the left side of his pelvis.

He’d been struggling with intimacy as of late – his age, all the hard work and general worries catching up with him, a sort of vicious cycle that led to some changes in your shared bedroom. He takes care of you in other ways, very generously, but tonight, for once, he seems truly relaxed, and you feel him slowly harden against your palm.

“Do you feel good?” you whisper. “Should I keep going?”

“Mhm.”

You stamp wet kisses down his neck, sucking on the spot that always makes him shudder. You continue to slowly stroke him, a leisurely pace, until he’s fully hard and leaking onto your fingers.

“I thought you are tired,” he murmurs.

You smile. “I am, but I just miss you so much.”

“I’m right here, la mia rosa. Every night.”

More kisses. You softly suck on the spot below his jaw, and his hips buck up into your touch. “You know what I mean, Papa.”

[fridayyy-13th]

wow. not even a week into college and i'm already behind on work. fucking lovely.

[gregoftom]

i’m really glad yall See The Vision with conwilla in 4.03 compared to tomgreg 3.09 like i couldn’t get it out of my head. like it’s even a similar conversation in some ways. as soon as i thought about tom and greg sitting in 3.09 with their knees touching i was like hey wait a minute. went back to conwilla in 4.03 and saw the same position. then the framing on her face when connor asks her her intentions? is she just selling her soul to be with him for money? she admits she kinda is, but she’s happy, which gives us an idea that her feelings for him are for status and comfort, yes, but also she wants to do it and it’s her choice and she enjoys being with him/cares for him. what is she gonna do with a soul anyways.

[lucithornz]

Sometime in the next 7 days first chapter of the a/b/o fic drops, I am almost done, just getting some details right, then you can see this stupid premise I came up with.

[souenkun]

I am currently Going Through It trying to write a sexy times fic for a certain ship knowing full well that I'm just that rusty and not well-versed in writing those kind of stuff

[everymlmhybrid]

this part genuinely makes me feel like eating dry wall like i can't explain how i feel about it without making some of you finally tire of me and block me about it i think

[pyrriax]

ANYWHO goodnight tumblr i'll be back on the art grind tomorrow i think 🙏

[six-of-ravens]

hmmm I know takeout is stupid expensive but what if. sushi and bento. or vietnamese subs and salad rolls.

[featherisderp]

Okay! Remember how I said the game events happened in some of our AU's, Planet Robobot included? Well, I wrote a small thing. This is a small story regarding Susie meeting Tiff. It's under the cut! ^^

“Poyo!” Kirby jumped up and began running off. Tiff sighed and followed him. This wasn’t uncommon, but it was tiring. He had been running around all day. At this point she was hoping Meta Knight would show up so she could tell him to keep an eye on the puffball. He was good at keeping him still. Kirby ran into the town and squeaked as he nearly ran into a cappy. He briefly waved and continued to wherever he was going, which was apparently the large tree. There was a small crowd of cappies and Kirby slowed down until he stopped, staring at the person they were talking to. She didn’t recognize her, not that she had much time to think on it before Kirby made a high pitched squeak that sounded sort of like a name and ran at her full speed. 

The lady turned and seemed to brighten up once she realized who he was. “Hello, Kirby!”

“Poyo!” He jumped up and hugged her. She sighed and put him back on the ground.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Poy!” He nodded.

“You know her, Kirby?” The mayor looked at him.

“Poyo Suey!”

“Susie.” The lady looked back at the cappies. “Does Kirby live here?”

“Yes, he sure does.”

“Poyo, poyo poy!” Kirby grabbed Susie’s hand and started trying to lead her, pointing at Tiff.

“Alright, calm down, pinky. Where are we going?”

“Poyo Tiff!”

Susie stared at her for a few moments, then seemed to realize what Kirby was trying to do. “Oh! Hello, I’m Susie! Are you Kirby’s friend?”

“Yea. He seemed to know you well.” She wasn’t sure how to respond to this.

“Sorta.” She shrugged. “We’ve helped each other out in the past.”

“Poyo!” Kirby hugged Tiff.

“So uh… what’s your name? I’m sure he’s already said it, but he’s not the most coherent.”

“Tiff. When did he meet you? I assume it would have had to have been during one of his space journeys.” She picked him up as he started hopping and making small squeaks.

“Oh, a while ago!” Susie laughed as if it didn’t matter. “Yes, we were in space when we met.”

“And you’re… friends?”

“Ye!”

“We sure are!”

“...Alright.” Kirby wasn’t as gullible as he was when she first met him, that was difficult to remember. She’d trust his judgment on this one. “So why are you here?”

“I simply enjoy learning about anything I can! I wanted to see what Kirby’s home was like.”

“I see.”

“Speaking of which, what are those uh…” She waved towards the cappies, who were keeping an eye on her, clearly curious. “Those guys?”

“Cappies.”

“I see. What other creatures live here?”

“Wildlife, I guess… There’s king Dedede and Escragoon. And whatever I am.”

“You don’t know what you are?”

She shook her head.

“What are Dedede and Escargoon?”

“A penguin and a snail. There’s a few others as well, but I don’t know what they are either.” She shrugged.

“Is it peaceful here?”

“Mostly, when random people aren’t attacking or trying to take over.”

“Does that happen often?”

“More often than I’d like…”

“I see.” She was writing something on her clipboard, then appeared thoughtful. “Say, you’re good friends with Kirby, correct?”

“Yes, why?”

“Do you know what he is? Like, what is his species called?”

“Puffballs, I think.”

“Ye! Puffball!”

“Interesting… Now, I’ve heard Kirby has been referred to as a Star Warrior. Care to explain what that is?”

“Do you know who Nightmare is?” It would be pretty difficult to explain everything if she didn’t.

“I know of him, I’ve never met him.”

“That’s probably for the best.” She shrugged. “Star Warriors fought against him.”

“Ah, I see. That makes sense!”

She watched her write on her clipboard some more. She’d have given more details, but it was Meta Knight who had given her the information she had to begin with, and he had made it beyond clear, indirectly of course, that he didn’t like strangers knowing too much about that. Although if this person had met Kirby, she’d likely have met Meta Knight as well.

“Nightmare’s dead now, correct?”

“Yes.”

“So do you think other Star Warriors can still be born?”

“I don’t know. Probably.” That was actually a good question. Arthur had told her that Star Warriors had existed before Nightmare caused the war. However, Meta Knight had implied he’d waited decades for another Star Warrior to appear, so the rate at which they were being born had clearly dropped while Nightmare was still around. He may have been the reason for it, maybe killing most of them off had some sort of effect on it. Maybe Star Warriors were born as a defense against people like Nightmare? It’s not his existence dictated whether or not they did. “...I think… They can… but it’s rare now.”

“Really? Why is that?”

“I don’t know, maybe Nightmare did something… I don’t even know if I’m right, you’d have to ask someone else. Sorry.”

“I understand.” She wrote something down. “You seem pretty smart for your age.”

She shrugged. “Either that or the rest of the town is unfathomably idiotic.”

“Are there any teachers here? Schools?”

“I’d like there to be.” She sighed. “Unfortunately we’re ruled by a fool and I know maybe one cappy who is capable of teaching anyone anything. Usually I’m the one who tries to teach their kids but… it’s been rather unsuccessful…”

“That’s unfortunate. So I take it that cappies aren’t the smartest beings?”

“They try. I guess that’s all I can ask from them.”

“Poyo.” Kirby gave her some pats as if to cheer her up.

“Well, then I supposed it’s a good thing there are Star Warriors here to defend-”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

Tiff looked at the tree, Meta Knight was there, glaring at Susie with his sword pointed at her. That was… a bad sign to say the least.

“Meta! It’s been-”

“Do not call me that!” He jumped down, keeping a bit of distance between them and forming his cape into wings, lifting them to hide Tiff and Kirby from her line of sight. “You have no right to be here!”

“Tch, so aggressive.” She rolled her eyes. “I have every right to be here, I’m Kirby’s friend.”

“Why are you talking to the child?”

“Tiff?”

“No, the fucking alligator!”

Tiff backed away. This was the most angry she’d seen him. He’d been aggressive before during other incidents on Popstar, but he’d never yelled at anyone like that, or acted as if he was facing a monster. Not to mention, forming his wings was something he rarely did. He never used them around Nightmare, granted Falspar had told her he had a reason for it. Susie would have had to do something horrid for him to be acting like this.

“Kirby introduced me to her, I was merely curious about-”

“Curious?” He hissed, flaring out his wings more. Kirby tried to jump down, but she held onto him, feeling more than concerned.

“Calm down. I was curious about this planet, not the kid.”

“I’m sure you were! You’ve done enough! Leave!”

“I don’t think I will. I’ll have you know that since taking over the company, there have been zero mechanization projects.” She crossed her arms, closing her eyes as if that information was supposed to calm him down.

“Well, isn’t that great! You can keep it like that and leave!” 

“Kirby, do you want me to leave? I feel Meta’s acting a bit-”

“Do not talk to him!”

“He’s my friend.”

“He is not!”

“Medi-poyo..!”

“I thought you were over it.”

“How in the fuck did you come to that conclusion?”

“You didn’t seem too angry when you showed up with the Halberd.” She shrugged. “I thought you were over it.”

“One, when there’s a giant clock that you sent to destroy our goddamn planet running off, I’m going to be just a little bit focused on that! Two, No, I’m not fucking over it!”

“My mistake.”

“Get the fuck out of here!”

At that point, the cappies that were already watching had backed away, and others had stopped to stare. Tiff wasn’t sure what to do. Kirby suddenly puffed and jumped away from her, running in front of Meta Knight and holding his arms out. “Poyo! Suey gud poy!”

“She is not good now.” He was clearly trying to keep himself from yelling. “The only reason she helped you was because it was in her best interest.”

“Poyo poy poyo!”

“Kirby, I don’t blame Meta for being so angry with me.” Susie shrugged. “I’m not surprised that my presence concerns him.”

“Don’t call me that!”

“Would you rather Mecha Knight?”

He suddenly hissed and swung his sword down, launching a sword beam at her and knocking Kirby aside with his other hand. Susie had just barely managed to avoid the attack, suddenly looking a lot less casual about the situation. Tiff ran forward and grabbed Kirby, picking him up and quickly backing away again. Meta Knight was shaking, likely from anger, and it was freaking her out. Kirby quieted down as well, staring wide-eyed at the damage caused by the attack. Luckily, it had barely missed the houses, taking a small bit of the roof off of one. Susie looked a bit concerned.

Then she laughed. “I forgot you could do that. Are you done now? I’d like to have a reasonable discussion with you.”

“You’ve thrown that opportunity away a long time ago!” He took a step towards her. Galaxia was glowing and sparking excessively. Galacta had mentioned her habit of creating small static shocks in response to Meta Knight’s anger. She’d seen it before multiple times, even when Nightmare had appeared directly in front of the battleship before luring Kirby into a battle. Apparently it was harmless, but he’d said the more it sparked, the angrier he was. She couldn’t remember why he’d told her that, she might’ve asked about it, or he might’ve brought it up and ended up explaining the whole thing to her.

“Alright, I understand. You’re upset and you don’t want me near anyone, but Kirby could easily overpower me if it came down to it so-”

“I don’t give a fuck! Stay away from the children!”

“I’m not here to mechanize anything-”

“Then leave!”

“Meta-”

“If you call me that one more time, I will stab you!” 

“I heavily doubt you’d come anywhere near me.”

He hissed in response. 

“Poyo…” Kirby jumped away again. It was a little irritating being unable to keep him still. He ran back towards Meta Knight and put a hand on his sword. “No.”

“Back away, Kirby.”

“Now that you’re a little incapable of doing immediate damage, will you listen?”

“Never.”

“I don’t want to cause harm. I simply want to apologize for everything. I was simply following orders-”

“You made it very clear to me that what you did had nothing to do with orders!”

“Well, I lied. I was ordered to stop Kirby from getting to far by any means necessary and-”

“You told me you did it because you were curious and it just happened to align with your goal! Don’t you fucking dare lie to me!”

“...Okay, you got me there, but look, is it so much to ask that you calm down and let me be friends with Kirby?”

“Yes!”

“Rude.”

“Poyo poy!” Kirby tried to pull Galaxia away from him, with no success.

“...Kirby, come here..!” Tiff called to him, keeping her distance.

“No, poyo Medi-poyo poy Suey!”

Meta Knight looked at him.

“Poyo..?”

He hissed and pulled the sword away from the small child, putting it back into its sheath and glaring at Susie. “If you threaten or harm any of them at all, I will kill you.” He kept his voice low, but failed to hide his anger.

“Well, I have a tazer so I doubt you’ll do much, but sure.” She shrugged.

Meta Knight hissed again, letting his wings fall back into his cape and wrapping himself up tightly. His eyes were red, not a color she saw often.

“I’m joking, I won’t taze you.” She laughed. “And I’ll make sure I do no harm to anyone or anything!”

“Good.”

“Poyo..!” Kirby smiled and ran towards her, then grabbed her hand and began leading her through the town. Meta Knight followed at a distance, his eyes turning back to normal. Tiff waited a moment, then ran towards him.

“What did she do?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He still sounded as if he’d like to tear the lady’s head off. Best not to ask any more questions on that topic.

“Why’d you calm down?”

“I didn’t.” He hissed. “Kirby was upset. Besides, he’s capable of handling himself. He’s beaten her before, along with multiple… weapons.” There was obviously more meaning to than word that he’d like to discuss. “For now, I’ll keep an eye on her. If she proves that she is not here to cause harm, I may consider leaving her alone.”

“So you’re giving her a chance because Kirby wanted you to?”

“...Yes.”

“Alright.”

“Do not go near her by yourself.” That was clearly a serious warning. “And do not listen to a word she says.”

“I won’t.” She glanced at Kirby, happily leading Susie around and pointing at random buildings. “Especially after that… introduction…”

“Forget that happened.” He was beginning to sound like he was calming down, but knowing him, he was likely just trying to hide his anger. One of his specialities was always appearing calm, even under intense circumstances. It could be either incredibly useful or painfully annoying.

“...How long are you gonna keep an eye on her?”

“Until I’m confident she can be trusted alone.”

“And then what?”

“I trust Kirby’s judgment.” He sighed. “Nothing she does will get past him.”

// Meta Knight will change his mind about anything if it makes Kirby happy. Sorry to those who like the idea of Susie being friends with Meta Knight but I like him to suffer so she sort of tortured him during the mechanization thing. Also I know I spelled tazer/taze wrong but I hate the actual spelling so you'll have to live with that lmao. Susie does end up spending a bit of time on Popstar. And maybe meeting some other game bois but that's a story for some other time! Meta will get to the point of trusting her unsupervised but that doesn't mean he'll stop hating her beyond words. Tiff is so offput by this whole thing. It bothers her to no end. //