#They met Suns a skeleton I've been playing for a bit.

[faolonfiendrender]

You are one of many bandits under the dust king, hiding out in some shithole called Skinner's Roam. Now, the law doesn't come here, so you think all is well, robbing travelers, living with, well friends is a strong word, brothers in arms, beats what happens if any of the nations around here catch ya.

One day, a lone drifter comes by, a type of sentient robot called a skeleton, back home they told stories about them being the devil's servants, but, from what you've seen, they're just the same as anyone else, though kind of tough. You have it 43 to 1, crossbow men and semi-experienced swordsmen.

So, you tell it to give you its money, or the lot of you will kill it. It simply says, "No, I don't think you will"

So, you grab your sword and swing at it, it moves fast, getting out of the way, the rest of you join in. It balls its fists first, and then, almost as if it was trying to get into the habit, draws its polearm off its back

The fucker is good at dodging, but you'd swear it never used that polearm, but, you can't land many hits and it lands some sloppy cleaving hits. But, crossbow bolts keep hitting it in that section where its torso becomes just spine, so it eventually collapses. and you think it's over.

a few minutes later, it gets back up, bolts falling out, and oil no longer leaking. It picks up its polearm, and swings at one of your crossbowmen before he can react, blade sliding off meager armor but still hitting hard enough to bruise.

and so, the fight begins again, it takes two of you down with it this time, and it seems to be better at this. It stands a third time, killing five men. and a fourth, there are only 20 of you left after that, bloodloss and bruises piling up. The crossbowmen are doing fine, turning it into a porcupine and bringing it down each time. After the fifth time there are only ten of you left, 6 with crossbows and 4 without. This time it doesn't pick up its weapon when it stands.

It punches, shrugging off blows as if you were the ones unarmed, and hitting, well, you've been hit with the business end of a sledge hammer and you don't think you've ever been hit this hard. Soon, it is just you and the crossbow men, you desperately put your sword in the way of its punch and swing at its face. You connect. It goes down, but so do you, barely able to stand, too exhausted to finish the job. Not to mention that people just don't do that, once someone is down, you leave them, let them die or heal as the gods will, or heal them yourself. Sure you can rifle through their stuff, hell, even kidnap them and sell them to some noble as a slave, but not kill them. Even this beast respects that, having paid no mind to the wounded on the ground.

It gets back up, so do you. You swing desperately, but the blow slides off the robots arm, and it kicks you in the hip. Something breaks and your right leg falls from under you. you can still move that leg but your hip just doesn't work, like it's no longer attached. You watch as it charges one of the crossbowmen, taking a bolt, stumbling and continuing before punching him three times and the crossbowman goes down, and same with the other five.

It picks up its polearm and looks through the carnage, looking for something, when it comes across you, it pauses, and bandages your wounds, even sets your hip as you lie there, pretending to be dead. It does the same for a few others and then walks into the distance.

[larissa-the-scribe]

Terrarium Lights, pt. 3.13

Previously on Terrarium Lights: a new person (?) has entered the chat (Next part >>here)

"I was wondering if you'd come back," he called. The voice was the oddest Gail had ever heard. She heard it clearly, and yet it seemed made of silences. Like it made itself known by quieting all other sounds about it than by making sound itself. But she almost missed it in the sudden realization that this new person’s teeth with fully black, but in a way that felt like they were that color because they were supposed to be and not because they were unhealthy or rotted. Just… black.

"I'm sorry," Jonathon said, halting before he could walk to the edge of the path. "I… when I realized, I… I don't know… I panicked."

"You always were a bundle of nerves," Samuel said with a fond chuckle.

"I… I suppose that makes sense. I wouldn't know. I've, um, mostly lost my memories."

"Ah.” Samuel looked more strained than surprised. “Do you know who I am?"

Jonathon nodded. "I know bits and pieces. But… I… well, the thing is… I might forget again. After today."

Samuel frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Right now… I'm, well… I don't know if I can quite call myself a ghost, but… similar." Jonathon looked back at Gail as if for help.

Gail made a shooing motion at him. "Go talk to your friend, say what you both need to. Don't worry about me. I’ll be here if you need me."

Jonathon drew up his shoulders, and walked out into the space between two trees, right at the edge of the water. Gail stayed back. She knew she was here more as a “just in case” and less because she herself had a definite role to play.

So she decided to take stock.

Samuel was a true ghost, as people most often spoke of. Jonathon was a ghost in his own way, but—Gail understood as they faced each other—they were opposites. Jonathon was still alive. Samuel was not. Jonathon was still warm, still lit with his own odd life; Samuel was colder as the ocean depths, highlighted in negatives.

As if she needed any further evidence that Samuel was no longer in the domain of the living, Gail saw what lay in the grass beside Samuel's pale gray boots: a skull. A fresh one. Gail did not doubt that, if she looked further, she would find further evidence of this new skeleton—the creatures of the woods and the sea had done their work thoroughly, but they had little interest in clothes; there were scraps of it about. And more—around Samuel's neck was a white cord, hung with a steely, gray-blue pendant that looked to be somewhat star-shaped. Gail could glimpse something glinting dully by the skull, and knew that a more normal-looking version of the necklace could be found there.

In a way, it was a mercy. Skeletons could be gruesome enough; a half-decomposed dead body would be far worse for a grieving parent. Not a pretty sight to have as the last image of their son.

Gail slid down against a tree, planning to recover her legs before they had to leave again. She clutched her shawl closer around her.

Jonathon and Samuel were talking—Jonathon might have been crying.

Beyond them, a white-gold sun, dazzlingly brilliant, poked its tip over the horizon; it sent a trail of shivering light skidding across the ocean.

"Lord," she said, gripping her shawl as she looked up at the leaves above her, towards the sky, "your creation is beautiful, and your people are stranger than ever I knew—and I've met some odd ones in my time. I wish I knew some kind of last rites to say over the boy, some prayer or passage that the preachers would know. I don't, sad to say. The best I can do is pray that you would lay his soul to rest, that he may find his way home to your arms and to his family's. And be with them Lord, as they are left behind. Again. Lay your peace on them to help them through this new trial. If I can be of comfort to them, I pray you’d let me."

She continued praying for a while yet, and recited what she could remember of 1 Corinthians 15.

*

The sun was hard to look at, so large and bright it had become, and the woods around them sounded with the lives of a hundred different creatures in the middle of their morning routines. Jonathon came back. He pulled a sleeve across his eyes, face as wet as a semi-ghost's could be.

“First,” he said, his shoulders braced. “You said earlier that you would tell me the whole story someday. Do you promise? With all the evidence and detail that you can?”

Gail nodded, solemn. “I promise.”

"Well then," he said, sniffling. "I think I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be.” He took in a deep breath that was half gasp. “It's time for me to wake up."

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[huneekrispee]

Where is my lover?

Pairing: c!Dreamwastaken x gn!Reader

Summary: Living outside the Dream SMP, far from the war and chaos, Dream was able to find comfort in you. One day, he leaves, promising to come back to you. It's been months, now you're left wondering... where is my lover?

Warnings: cursing, use of dream's real name, spoilers for the Dream SMP Finale, tiny bit of fluff at the start, angst

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: I've been watching Attack on Titan recently, and the song 'Call Your Name' has me in the feels :( Sorry for being away for so long :( School has been an ass to me, I hope you enjoy it!! -Hunee <3

Also! Please don't mind the pronouns in the song! This is a gender-neutral fic, I merely just wrote the song lyrics as they are :)

She lost her brother a month ago

His picture on the wall

And it reminds me

When she brings me coffee... her smile

I wish I could be with her until my last day

In the forest, a cottage lays peacefully in a secluded meadow near a running stream. The tall trees lay their shadows onto the grassy floor, leaving marks from the sun. Water solemnly runs along, moving to its next destination through the stream. Grass rustles and a soft sigh is heard.

Stretching his arms above his head, a man clad in green slowly sits up, emerald eyes darting around. He yawns. "(Y/N)!" He's now standing up, searching for his lover. Dream's hand reaches down to grab his mask left abandoned on the grass, quickly putting it on.

Preparing his sword, his hand on the hilt, Dream slowly steps toward the cottage. He rests a hand on the door, waiting for something, anything.

A scream is heard.

He now slams the door open, netherite blade on full display, ready to attack. Looking around, he notices no one but (Y/N) in the cozy home, with a kettle on the ground next to them. Lowering his guard, sighing with relief, he sheathes his sword once more, walking over to his distraught partner.

"Are you alright?" Removing his mask, he takes their hands in his. Dream looks at them. (Y/N) looks down, taking their hurt hand out of his. Sighing, Dream quickly leads them over to the sink, running the tap. "What happened?" The coldness of the water helped soothe the burn. "I just, accidentally burnt myself with the kettle. It's okay, I'll live, Clay."

The man remained silent. The only sound heard in the cottage was the running tap water. After treating the burn on their hand, Dream leads (Y/N) to the chair on the side of the room. "You. Sit. I'll finish doing whatever you were doing. You just sit there and take it easy, you just burnt your hand." Bending down to their height, Dream stands face to face with (Y/N). He narrows his eyes slightly. He was always like this. Whenever (Y/N) got hurt in any sort of way, Dream was always on it, almost suffocating them with his overwhelming protectiveness.

They sighed, avoiding his eyes. "I- I was just... I just wanted to make you a coffee this morning. I know you're going to be busy later, so I wanted to make sure that you were energized for your work." Fiddling with their bandaged hand, (Y/N) smiled gently. "I see how you're always so dedicated to the stuff you do, and I wanted to return the favor, even if it's just a cup of coffee."

Dream's eyes softened. It was true, he was dedicated to his work. Running an SMP was hard, especially with some people interfering with his plans recently. He had plans to take power over the server again. Finding and taking everything his people were attached to was difficult, but at least he had (Y/N) to come home to. It was all for them. It was worth the hard work and pain just to see (Y/N) smile at him, showing him their love.

"It's okay. Thank you for wanting to do that, but you don't have to." Running his hand up to their cheek, he smiled. "I do all of my work for you, to help make a safe place for you. Once I sort out the rebellious people, I promise, I'll come back to you, and we can live together in my SMP." (Y/N) gazed up at him, looking into his eyes. They smiled, beaming at the idea.

"Alright! I promise I'll wait for you! I'll always wait for you. I love you, Clay."

"I love you too. I promise I will come back to you. Always."

He would do anything to see that smile on their face all the time.

She said she gave all her love to me

We dreamt a new life

Some place to be at peace

But things changed... Suddenly

I lost my dreams in this disaster

It had been two days. Two days since Dream had left. (Y/N) had since then tended to the flowers and read a few books Dream had gotten them from a faraway village.

'I wonder what he's doing now?' Looking up at the sky, (Y/N)'s mind began to wander. What was dream doing right now? Maybe he was still on his way back to his SMP? Or maybe he was trading with villagers for resources?

They smiled. Dream had been one of (Y/N)'s lifelong friends turned partner. They had met when (Y/N) used to live in a village as a child. (Y/N) was nine and Clay was ten. Dream had gotten into a rough fight with two skeletons and a zombie. He was stumbling around, trying to find help for his injuries.

That was when (Y/N) appeared. Hearing the boy's cries, they ran out of their family home, taking Dream into the house to be treated, screaming for their parents to help him.

They had grown up together as best friends after that. Meeting George and Sapnap, the group loved to go on little adventures together and play their favourite game: manhunt. Dream would always insist on running, with George and Sapnap chasing after him. Sometimes, (Y/N) would join them, but they quite enjoyed seeing the trio panic during the game. It was fun.

A couple years ago, Dream visited (Y/N), saying that he was starting up his own SMP, a place where he and his friends could have fun and just be themselves all the time. The two of them spend hours in (Y/N)'s room, talking about their big plans and ideas for the SMP. Dream wanted to build a cottage near a stream, and live there peacefully with (Y/N). They were shocked, Dream wanted to live with them? "Why?" They asked.

"Well, because of... I'll just show you."

That was the day Clay had kissed (Y/N) for the first time.

I'm crying

Missing my lover

I don't have the power

On my side forever

A month had passed. Nothing from Dream. Usually, he'd send a message through on their server communicator, asking how they were and informing them of his journey and new discoveries. But that didn't happen, not this time.

It was hard. Clay had been such a big part of their life that sometimes they found it hard not to worry about him. They knew he was strong, he could take down armies of people, but everyone had their limit.

Raising the iron hoe, (Y/N) swung down, making way for the new seeds of crops that would grow over the next few months. Wiping their forehead with their sleeve, they sighed.

All they wanted was for Dream to be safe, and for him to come back home once he finished his business in the SMP.

Oh Where is my lover

And I got no power

I'm standing alone, No way

Calling out your name

Heavy pants of breath echoed throughout the underground bunker. He was panicking. It wasn't supposed to go like this.

The plan was to kill Tubbo and make Tommy give him his disks.

It all went to shit when Punz showed up with backup, showing the people of his SMP that had turned against him fully.

"W-woah! Okay! Tommy, calm down!"

The blonde boy didn't listen, hands gripping the axe of peace and lifting it high above his head.

"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you Dream, right here, right now."

Dream silently gulped. For once, his plan failed. It backfired on him and blew up in his face. 'Sorry (Y/N). Guess I'm not coming back tonight.' He just wanted this to be over. He just wanted to be back in the cottage near the stream, sitting with his lover.

His green eyes darted around to everyone in the room. They looked disgusted, some disappointed, others angry. He knew this would never change. He would never get his SMP back. They hated him. Wanted him gone.

"Does Y/N know you're like this?"

His breath hitched. Eyes went wide.

Sapnap had stepped forward, sword out, pointing it threatening at Dream. "Do they know just how bad you are? How corrupt you've become?!" He was yelling at this point. Sapnap was upset as well. It was hard to believe that his best friend would do all of these bad things, it hurt to betray him, but he had to do what was right.

"S-stop. Stop talking about them."

For once, Dream was vulnerable. He hated it. He was always so soft when it came to them. When it came to (Y/N). Sapnap knew that. He had seen it when they were together, how happy dream was when he was with them, following them around like a lost puppy, longing for their love. It went both ways, (Y/N) was the same.

"Who the fuck is- Nevermind. Dream. Give me one good fucking reason why I shouldn't-"

"Tommy stop." Sapnap stepped in again. "This is important to not just me but for another person as well." Tommy stepped back, axe still prepared to lash out just in case. Tommy kept muttering to himself, something about a green bastard.

"Dream. Where is (Y/N)? You said they would join the SMP with us, but they're not here, nobody has seen them, probably besides you. You said that they changed their mind about the SMP, or was that a lie too?"

Dream gulped, words caught in his throat.

"Tell me, you bastard! Where is (Y/N) and do they know?!"

"No. They don't know. All I wanted to do was protect them from something I knew would happen. The wars, the chaos of the SMP. They didn't need to be a part of that. I didn't want them to get hurt."

It was almost like a plea. Dream's voice was quiet like he didn't want them to hear what he was saying. Sapnap stepped back, somewhat satisfied with his answer. He was also upset, he hadn't seen (Y/N) in years, not since before the SMP started.

Tommy finally stepped forward.

"Now. Tell me why I shouldn't kill you, Dream."

"I can bring people back to life. I can bring Wilbur back."

I said I gave all my love to you

We dreamt a new house

Some place to be at peace

But things changed... Suddenly

I lost my dreams in this disaster

Three months. It had been three long months without him. (Y/N) would spend every other night crying in their bed, missing him. They missed everything about him. No messages from him on their communicator. No death messages about him either.

They had never thought that three months could feel so long.

Surely he was busy doing stuff that would mean the world was safer for them. That's what he always said. He said that he worked for them and that he promised that they could settle down and make a new cottage near a different stream, closer to the SMP.

He said he needed to dig out the rebellious people and make his SMP a better place.

All (Y/N) could hope for was that he was safe and doing okay.

We don't know what is wrong tonight

Everybody's got no place to hide

No one's left and there's no one to go on

All I know is my life is gone

Dream was not feeling safe and right now he was feeling anything but okay.

Tommy had just broken his mask. Split down the middle, from the axe of peace.

He didn't want anyone to see his face, no one but (Y/N) and the people who had already seen it before he started wearing the mask.

His mask was his safe haven. A facade he could hide behind. With it gone, there was now no place for him to hide.

All he had done was tell Tommy that he could bring people back to life. When he mentioned Wilbur, Tommy seemed shocked, but then he seemed to come back to his senses after remembering what Wilbur was like before he died.

He went crazy. Insane. All because of Dream and his stupid motives. He only fueled Wilbur's change, encouraging him to blow Manburg up after Jschlatt took over. Thank God for Karl destroying the button the first time. The second attempt was successful and sealed Wilbur's fate as a psychotic, destroyed ex-president swayed by the masked man into committing destruction.

Tommy was angry at that. At the fact that Dream would even think about bringing back Wilbur.

Enraged, he brought the axe down onto Dream's cowering figure.

I'm crying

Missing my lover

I don't have the power

On my side forever

Sitting up, (Y/N) slowly looked around the room. It was the same as always; no Dream insight. They woke up every day with a feeling of hope that they would turn around and see Dream at the door, back from his trip.

The situation was too much. (Y/N)'s breaths quickened, eyes blurring up with tears, the salty water slowly dripping down the sides of their cheeks. They let out a dry laugh, bringing up their sweater paw hands to their face, wiping the tears.

They stared at the sleeve of the hoodie they had on. It was green.

It was his.

He always left a spare here, just in case.

It always came in handy when (Y/N) missed him.

They sighed, flopping back down onto the bed, curling into themselves and the hoodie. It smelt like him. He always smelt like a run through the forest, with a hint of saltwater and citrus.

It was comforting.

He was comforting.

The tears wouldn't stop. Every time (Y/N) wiped them away, fresh ones would keep coming. Where was he? Was he okay? It was all they could think about.

(Y/N) hugged themselves, hoping to recreate a hug like his. It didn't work. It never worked.

Nothing could ever compare to his hugs.

Still sobbing, (Y/N) cried themselves back to sleep, despite it being morning.

Not like they had any motivation to do anything without the assurance of him being okay anyways.

Oh Where is my lover

And I got no power

I'm standing alone, No way

Calling out your name

Beep.

(Y/N)'s communicator went off.

Dream was slain by Tommyinnit.

[opossumanonymous]

Midoriya Motel

Sorry guys I've been gone for a while I got covid but I'm back and stronger than ever with a new spooky Dad for One story. Enjoy

WARNINGS: Nothing except AFO being a creep

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The sun rose over the thick forest illuminating the old motel from decades past. The parking lot was cracked beyond belief with bits of grass growing between the cracks. The building itself looked like something out of the 70s it had 2 floors of rooms and the faded pastel green building had dirt stains that the only maid Mizuki just couldn't get out. Safe to say the old Midoriya motel had seen better days but it was the only one of 2 motels in the small country side town. The town was known for it's glittering salt caves and ancient salt springs that promised healing. Bringing plenty of tourists to the otherwise forgettable town.

This old motel with the friendly 'Welcome were all family here' sign in the lobby window had been Izukus home since he could remember. Him and his mom had inherited the place from his grandpa Torino, he was a mean old man who'd grown bitter as he aged but he always told the best tales and had a tough love approach with family.

Izuku remembered how he'd sit in his gran Torino's lap and listen as he spoke of blood sucking monsters he claimed to have fought in his youth. While his mom would scold her father for telling such bloody tales to a 5 year old, Izuku was nothing short of mesmerized by the stories. Even his old friend Kacchan was enamored with the tales, despite claiming they where bullshit, his eyes still sparkled with wonder. To his last breath the old man claimed the stories where true and on the day of his funeral Izuku met his uncle for the first time.

He was a tall man his eyes where suken in makeing them appear nearly all black if not for his blue irises. With his skinny body he almost looked like a skeleton but he had a friendly smile as he crouched down to meet eyes with the then 7 year old Izuku. The man introduced himself as his uncle Toshinori, Izuku never knew he had an uncle and his mom never spoke of him. Toshinori told him that since his grandfather was gone he'd step in and help out with the motel. His mother seemed less than enthusiastic about this despite always talking about needing more help to her friend Mizuki.

Izuku quickly got used to Toshinori's presence and even started to see his grandfather in the way he told similar stories. The only difference being that Kacchan seemed to idolize him seeming to listen more as Toshinori told them about another monster he killed deep in the salt mines. He claimed to have trapped him with a string of explosives and a lot of good luck.

Honestly Izuku couldn't really blame Kacchan for idolizing the man he was pretty cool and always knew how to fix things around the motel.

Those years spent playing with Kacchan while aunty Mizuki cleaned rooms and acting out the tales of monsters and hunters seemed so short. They once even proudly proclaimed to their mothers that the would become great monster hunters like Toshinori. There mother's humored them and even bought them a Halloween monster hunter kit. It was all in good fun even if Toshinori looked on with a faraway look in his eyes.

His uncle Toshinori stayed for 3 years before leaving being called away on very important business a few days after Izukus 10th birthday. He hasn't seen him since and now Izuku is 14 far too old to believe in monsters but every now and then he gets this awful feeling. Usually this feeling occurs when a certain regular comes in. For the past 4 years since Toshinori left a white haired man rents a room every few months.

That night he first came was like every night since Toshinori left. 10 year old Izuku was at the front desk in the lobby while his mom made dinner. When the small Honda pulled into the cracked parking lot nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he was tall so tall it was almost comical as he got out his car. Lights from the lobby gave Izuku a good veiw of the man's face he had white curls, a strong jaw and the most piercing red eyes Izuku had ever seen. The man walked up to the lobby door only to stop and read the welcome sighn, giving a smug smirk before entering.

Izuku gave the usual greeting looking at the man who stared back still smiling. "Hello little one is there any rooms vacant tonight?"

Izuku couldn't quite understand it but for some reason this man unsettled him. But Izuku was a big boy now! His mom said so and he promised her he could handle business until dinner was ready!

"Yes we do is a downstairs room okay?" Izuku asked getting the keys for room 1A.

"That would be perfect but tell me little one are you alone?" He asked laying down a stack of bills to pay for the room.

This struck something in Izukus 10 year old mind, his auntie Mizuki telling him the things bad people say to lure cute kids like him into vans.

"No my mom's here....and so's my uncle Toshi." It made him feel bad to lie but something about this man seemed off. He couldn't place it but the look in his eyes seem unnatural almost....hungry.

"Oh? Well too bad then." The man took the keys to 1A briefly touching Izukus hand nearly making Izuku drop them. The man's hand was ice cold causing Izuku to jerk his hand back holding it to his chest as if burnt. The man didn't seemed shock by his reaction merely smiling and tilting his head asking if the boy was okay.

Izuku nodded quickly before asking for the man's name not wanting to spend anymore time in his presence.

"Akatani, Hizashi Akatani is what I go by now." The way he said it was strange but Izuku could care less all he wanted was for Mr.Akatani to leave the lobby. He felt like a deer in head lights as Mr.Akatani stared at him a second longer before leaving. Izuku listened as the man walked around to 1A, he heard the jingle of the keys and the door close before letting out the breath he'd been holding. Then he just sat there trying to understand why he felt so scared, he knew stranger danger but Izuku had met plenty of strangers and none had made him feel like that.

He didn't know how long he sat there but it must not have been long because he mom came through the lobbies side door which lead to the kitchen. She was calling him for dinner telling him to cut off the lobbies lights to show they were closed. He did as he was told like the good son he is but before turning out the light he looked over to 1A. All the rooms had a window in front and with the curtains drawn you could see right inside. Most guests closed these curtains immediately but Mr.Akatani had his wide open. But that wasn't the strange part the strange part was he could see the faint outline of the man sitting at the small table doing nothing. Almost like he was waiting for something.

Izuku didn't ponder this for long when his mom called him to dinner again. Turning off the lobby lights Izuku went through the door to the kitchen not catching Mr.Akatani's glowing red eyes staring at him from the darkness of 1A.

This went on every 3 to 6 months Mr.Akatani would come in just before dinner and request a room for a week then never come out. He'd never turn on the light either or close the curtain and besides the first night Izuku met him he'd never see him in his room. It was almost like the room was vacant. This unnerved Izuku but what unnerved Izuku even more was how his mom would talk about Mr.Akatani. She'd apparently been talking to the man every night since he'd became a regular about 4 years ago.

He still got the blood curdling feeling whenever Mr.Akatani appeared only leaving when he left. Izuku did everything to avoid him but never thought his mom might be seeing Mr.Akatani at night. After all the boy had never seen Mr.Akatani outside or even in room 1A. He really didn't want to think about how the unsettling man had been flirting when his mom for some reason. Maybe he did something wrong in a past life either way he just wished Mr.Akatani would find someone else to date other than his mom.

Izuku couldn't really talk to anyone about this since auntie Mizuki would just tell him that his mom deserved to date again and Toshinori was still gone not even calling on holidays and birthdays. Not to mention since last summer Kacchan had taken to bullying him for no reason seemingly. They haven't spoke as friends since Izuku was 12... This was alot for a 14 year old to handle.

He'd been at the register in the lobby like usual when Mr.Akatani pulled up like usual. This time the man had been late it was almost dinnertime and Izuku had hoped the man wouldn't come. But he'd been notoriously unlucky and he just looked at his All Might comic trying to read it and ignore Mr.Akatani. But he just couldn't stop reading this one panel over and over knowing what was coming. Looking up he watched as the tall man stopped before entering the lobby reading the welcome sign as always before coming in.

Mr.Akatani came in bringing that dreaded feeling of being mouse facing a cat. "Hello Izuku how are you tonight."

Gulping he prepared to answer the towering male who looked down at him with that same hunger he always looked at him with. "I- I'm doing g-good Mr.Aka-Akatani. Do y-yo-you wa-want the usual?" Izuku asked silently cursing himself for stuttering, he'd always had a stuttering problem but around Mr.Akatani it just got worse.

"Still have that stuttering problem I see don't worry too much I find it adorable."

"T-thankyou s-sir I'll g-get your r-room ke-keys." As Izuku went to grap the keys to 1A Mr.Akatani spoke again.

"Come to think of it have those boys been bullying you again you know you should really tell your mother about that she's worried." The hiar on the back of Izukus neck stood on end.

Izuku slowly turned the keys clutched tightly in his hands. He looked at Mr.Akatani who just stood there leading on the lobby desk as if he just spoke about the weather. As far as Izuku knew Mr.Akatani didn't live in town hence why he rented a motel room. There was no possible way he could've known Izuku was being bullied heck not even his mother knew!

So how could this man know when he didn't even live in town? But before he could ask the kitchen door opened revealing his mother in a apron.

"Izuku dinnerti- Oh Hizashi I wasn't expecting you tonight."

"Yes I figured it was time for another visit what's that delicious smell? Is that katsudon?"

"Why yes would you like some there's plenty to go around?" She said not noticing the look of pure horror on her sons face at the suggestion.

"Oh I wouldn't want to intrude." He said looking over to Izuku for a brief second. "Nonsense your practically family after coming here all these years!" She said before grabbing Hizashi's arm and usuring him into the kitchen.

Before he was taken though he looked back at Izuku giving the young boy a smile. But this wasn't his usual closed lip smile no this was a real smile that showed all his teeth.

Izuku's eyes widened and he was brought back to his childhood once again. He never truly believed those tales many of which just faded memories now. But now he wish he could remember them all because those sharp fangs inside Mr.Akatani's mouth made him rethink everything. Then like that he was gone, dissappearing into the kitchen and moving to the dinning room with his mother.

As he stood there listening to his mom tell him to close up the lobby and for a second he tried to tell himself that none of that was real. That his fear riddled brain had imagined the whole thing and Mr.Akatani was in his room like usual. Buy the sounds of the two adults talking said otherwise. As he turned out the lights and headed for the open kitchen door he prepared for a dinner with a creature he only thought existed in his grandfather and uncles old stories.

He really wished his uncle was here if anyone could do something it was him. Sighing he put the keys to 1A on the lobby desk and went into the well lit kitchen to his possible doom.

[addytheheartbreaker]

"Meet Carmelo the Ice Cream"

Name: Carmelo Jerato

Age: 22

Height: 6'1 ft

Weight: 59 kg

Mask singer belong to: Tyler "Ninja" Blevins

Friends with: Doll, Dog, Rabbit, Egg, Monster, Penguin, Hippo, Skeleton, Ladybug, Rottweiler and Unicorn.

Appearance: Ice cream person, blue mint ice cream hair with chocolate sauce and sprinkles with a single strawberry ice cream top fisish with a cherry on top (if he could turned into a human, his hair would be obviously light blue). Light skin, kitsune no me (also known as "Fox eyes" or "Shifty eyes" in English or people who always closed his/her eyes), sky blue eyes (made out of ice cream, if human his eyes are sky blue eyes), the OwO smile (because he is adorable), blushes and slender and tall body type.

Clothing style: Ice cream theme with ice cream related decorations and accessories (flavor color and various of toppings), jacket or hoodies, sweater or printed shirts, his bandana and formal suits (main clothing). Casual clothes, ninja uniform (only for battle competitions or in gaming dimension).

Fun facts about Carmelo:

•Carmelo is a Americans-Japanese boy living in America his whole life.

•he can speak and understand English and Japanese, his mother taught him japanese which he learned very quickly in young age.

•he has a collection of anime (old times and modern times), he can also watch anime on his spare time.

•Ice Cream can let Egg borrowed his anime since the two loves watching anime. There are times when they watch anime together at the Masked Singer 2 mansion.

•Carmelo is a huge sweet tooth, he often must eat sweets after meals or when he is still live on twitch gaming.

•A successful professional gamer/streamer, has claimed many titles like Ninja, a billionaire and a well known generous philanthropist.

•as a famous streamer star and a philanthropist, he is generous to do a charity for mental health issues support, suicidal prevention, cancer prevention and child depression treatment support.

•Carmelo is a very friendly, energetic, enthusiastic, cheerfula fun, child like, and wonderful guy to meet with.

•he is friendly to children and has time to hang out at the child depression treatment support center to cheer and play with depressed children.

•He is an associated of the group called the "Night Streamers Joy".

•Ice Cream has been controlled and trolled by his boss who challenging each other while doing charity.

•Ice Cream can go through different dimensions. His main dimension where his group are in is the "Gaming dimension", a huge unknown island like battle field for him and the group with many people to play. (Fortnite reference).

•The only way he can go to that dimension is actually out of the body experience like. His real body still stays while controlling and expressing emotions while playing as his mind and soul entered the visual dimension as a player. (Inspired by the movie Sucker Punch, loved that movie its awesome)

•Carmelo secretly owns many weapons that looks like the game or fortnite weapons that came to real life. He knows how to use it and it is highly unknown how he managed to use it but some believed that he had been practicing on playing games his whole life.

•His family, a mother and father, an older brother and younger sister, he is a middle brother but treated like a child to him.

•owns so MANY games at his bedroom and gaming room. He remembers what the games instructions and stories about and he basically remembered every game titles.

•Ice Cream couldn't go outside without drinking nitrogen liquid.

•Nitrogen liquid is a family traditional everyday medicine because his family are all ice cream or frozen dessert people. He needed to drink nitrogen before going outside is because of the sun heat exposing if he stays outside for too long.

•the only part that would melt first is his eyes and hair. The eyes melts faster then his hair and it gave him a terrifying melting eye look that scares everyone.

•but that's alright, he can refilled his eyes by going to the "Comfort room" (aka the Freeze room), stay there for 10 minutes before putting 2 scoops of ice cream to his eyes.

•if he had a human form, Carmelo has asthma from overheat and couldn't stand heat very seriously.

•He plays video games and do streaming and live charity 24/7. He is also takes breaks but didn't take vacations because of his melting pressure.

•his hobbies are playing soccer, playing more video games (on or off streaming), hanging with friends or the children, going to the mall to play arcade games then get a lot of prizes and going through cafes, candy and bakery stores to eat sweets.

•he doesn't have any stomach problems or any illness after eating a huge amount of sweets. Its because as an ice cream man who is born with a family of frozen desserts, sweets is a resource power and energy.

•his hair, hair accessories?, eyes and outfit changes flavor and toppings according to his mood and emotions. However, the black licorice/charcoal black ice cream flavor is the most expensive looking ice cream you ever seen.

•the black ice cream is not shown on public. There are rumors on public that causes everyone on craving to wanting to tastes it but couldn't reach and trigger his black ice cream. It remains mysterious to unlock that flavor.

•the only person who Carmelo already showed and letting them taste the black ice cream is his closest friends who are willing to keep a secret, Bezai (Egg), TJ (Monster) and his family.

•Egg and Monster knew the taste of the expensive looking black flavor, if asked they both wouldn't revealed it.

•the only way to trigger the Black Licorice/Charcoal Black Ice Cream are two things; someone with a very HUGE amount of money donating on his lives streams or someone who is a billionaire and in ready battle or in fighting mode.

•the Black Ice Cream is called "Killer Ice Cream" or "Dark Time Ninja flavor". Because people are Dying to get that type of flavor and this killer ice cream is only active when he faces a fighting challenged or wanting to murder someone (but too soft to commit such crime). It only showed at the Gaming dimension only.

•He is friends with Marshmello. Ninja introducing to him and he has been on his concert for fun.

•He has his bandana, Ninja made it for him so they could match together. He only wear his bandana when he feels like fighting, when he feels serious on playing fair and on Killer Ice Cream mode.

•A huge fan of Naruto, him and his group did the running ninja which he had a lots of views of the random video on youtube.

•his powers is nitrogen fog or frost powers (it is different to Ice power to Frost powers).

•his fighting style is karate, taekwondo and military skills. He professional learned taekwondo daily at high school when he was just a teen, he won 3 gold medals and 5 silver medals from first to the end of high school years.

•as for his military skills, he got it from the game and learned all further constructions which is explained on why he knew how to use a gun and other weapons he possessed.

•Carmelo suffers on depression. In addition onto how he got depression is when he was just a teen where he first got his own twitch.

•age 17-18, he is a victim of toxic fans and was a victim of a certain person on twitch who ruined him into giving his fans a negativity on live streams. Ninja notices the changes and decided to stop the manipulator by exposing him with a help with his friends. Carmelo is grateful that his mentor/friend helped him for everything, but he still suffers to depression still.

•he took medication and support on his long break from twitch before he had finally continue to play.

•his has the same views and followers as Ninja's. Ice Cream is still in the same number of views today.

•He left twitch after Ninja decided to leave twitch. Which means he had left his group, the reason behind it is not just about Ninja. Carmelo: the real reason I left is because its time for me to moved on to the next level and get out from my comfort zone. It was fun after everything I've been through and I had a lots of good memories and bad memories here on twitch. I'll leave the guys who are now my former group to keep it up.

•he can draw anime and cartoon, he only draw it on spare time.

•his room at the Masked singer 2 mansion. His room is literally the freezer room obviously located at the kitchen, the room walls are all covered with crystal ices but in light blue, it was dark but his room are filled with neon lights, his complete desktop, a bathtub filled with ices, his bed, a mountain of ice cream containers and several frozen desserts and a room with his clothes there (Bezai: It bothers me that you put your clothes at this freezer room as your room Carmelo. Carmelo: why bother? I'm an ice cream man, I need to be at least chill to cool myself enough.) (see what I did there 😉 )

•He always played loud music every weekends because he wanted to practice dancing. The song choice are Marshmello's songs, electric soundtracks, 8-bit songs, and Japanese songs (mostly vocaloid).

•Ice Cream once played Family feud because he is a fan of that show since teenage years. Him and his group played together then won the money.

•his partner Bezai, Carmelo always been beside him and always go with him around for no reason. Because they are partners together, Ice cream and Egg are food related which is why he always have to follow him.

•he is Addy's playmate when he is out streaming. When he isn't playing on his desktop, they go play on the couch play video games on TV, PC and go to the mall to play arcade games to get prices.

•Ice Crean respectedly and acted politely to woman and young ladies. Since he knew about Ninja banned to play with a female player, he followed his advice onto not playing with a female player but he would act courteous when out of streaming or gaming.

•He met Egg when he went to have an interview together before the Masked Singer season 2.

•He can't say any swear words since he never swear in his life. He did hear people swearing but for him, he remains clean to his mouth especially in front of children.

•since his eyes remain close all the time and everyday, he has a emoji that looks exactly his look. His emojis are actually OwO but closing eyes: —w— , ^w^, UwU, ~w~, >w<, XwX, =w=

[still-we-go-pumpkins]

An amazing fan tribute to Weiki. Unique facts compilation 👌🎃

I've just found the post on DeviantArt. As great Weiki fan also, I can confirm that he's really that marvelous just as the author describes him. This will make you feel warm and will set smile on your face as well as you will check Helloween vids/lives while exploring this facts. So, here we go.

Further credits : SamWeiki

100 Reasons I love Michael Weikath

Possible – scratch that, definite – Fangirling ahead (I tried to keep it to a minimum and I probably failed)

1. He has the most gorgeous blue eyes. [right off, I told you – Fangirling]

2. The songs he writes are so unique and AMAZING. Most of them mean quite a lot to me, as well. I’ve always been drawn to them. They just have a certain special quality to them that I love.

3. He wrote “Keeper of the Seven Keys” for cryin’ out loud!

4. His “thanks” section in the Unarmed booklet.

5. He’d pick Judas Priest over Iron Maiden in an instant.

6. The way he sometimes answers questions. For instance, he was asked about what fans could expect from The Dark Ride and his response was: “Well....hmmmm you can expect that it will be standing in stores and it’s very likely you can buy it when you find it there! hahahahahaha apart from that I don’t know if it’s going to say anything but you can go there and buy it, listen to it, and use it, because it’s a CD and it usually makes a lot of sound if you put it into a CD player......but probably doesn't work if you put it into a toaster.....hahahahahaha.”

7. If he wasn’t a musician, he says his life would be dedicated to cartoons.

8. He dedicated the Hammond version of “Burning Sun” to the great Jon Lord.

9. He’s an artist. His little skull and pumpkin drawing is beautiful.

10. He makes the best faces in concerts.

11. I love watching him in the High Live video, especially during “Steel Tormentor”. [I did not just say that]

12. He made the frog noises at the end of “Nothing to Say”.

13. So many people have blamed him for things over the years, when he did nothing wrong, just because they feel it's easier to blame him. I experience that quite a lot and have for several years, so I understand what it's like but he seems a lot stronger than me about it, as it's very hard for me to get over a lot of that stuff. He's sort of my hero about that because it seems like he hasn't let that really stop him.

14. How he totally told off that Phantom guy. His responses were awesome.

15. A part of “Do You Know What You Are Fighting For” is Deep Purple’s “Stormbringer” backwards. There’s actually a lot of Deep Purple in that song. Makes me love it even more – both songs.

16. He played on Uli Kusch’s cover of “Eyes of the World” from the Rainbow tribute album and he played all the guitar on that song. “Yeah I played on Eyes Of The World. So I did all of the guitar work on it. Uli told me that he did not expect me to have the guitar work as close to the original song as I had it.”

17. The seven pronged star on the cover of 7 Sinners was his idea. And what a damn fine idea it was because it makes a freaking sweet album cover! It was a lot of fun for me to draw, as well.

18. When writing “LAVDATE DOMINVM”, he called upon his old Latin lessons from school and actually got to work with his old Latin teacher on the lyrics. Weiki hadn’t worked with Latin for a bit, so he had to relearn a few things and he even managed to correct something his teacher had written.

19. His response to what animal he would be: “A lion, 'cause I could be lyin' round lazy and have my food brought to me by other people.”

20. Helloween would not be Helloween without him, plus Markus and Andi wouldn’t let him quit in 2000/2001.

21. He drew the logo and original pumpkin.

22. How beautiful the lyrics to “Windmill” are. Example:

"Don't feel alone and depressed

Someone will come, at last

To soothe your storming mind

To keep it away from the evil storms."

23. You can clearly hear the man singing in “White Christmas” and he’s the most fun to listen to.

24. “Introduction” never fails to make me laugh very loudly, especially the lyrics to “Rock n’ Roll All Day”.

25. He likes Spinal Tap.

26. The way he sang “Gorgar will eat you” in the Keeper Legacy interviews.

27. He was asked what his motto in life was and his response was: Be as friendly as it comes; have fun, make money and spend it on charity to help people. ~Sei so freundlich wie es geht; Spaß haben, viel Geld verdienen und es für wohltätige Zwecke ausgeben, um Leuten zu helfen~ (it was originally in German)

28. His black and white outfits in the ‘80s and ‘90s, especially those awesome star-printed pants.

29. The entire story of the Keeper of the Seven Keys and Master of the Rings.

30. The Jacuzzi scene in the Keeper Legacy Road movie.

31. He likes Aphrodite’s Child, Nektar, and Camel. He’s cool.

32. I really don’t think I’ve heard him say anything bad about anyone.

33. The moment when he switched his guitar off and “played” a solo after he was introduced in The Legacy concert.

34. “All right… That’s enough! Now, I want to hear Dani’s drum solo!” *rapid fire – BLAMBLAMBLAM!* The first time I watched the “Smoke On the Water” bit from Hellish Rock, I nearly fell to the floor laughing.

35. About the time Pink Bubbles Go Ape came out, in an interview, Michael Kiske said something about they weren’t Metal, they didn’t do that “Heavy Metal” thing and Weiki says, “I thought we were Heavy Metal”. And Michi completely just stopped talking for a second.

36. The way Weiki messed around with Michi and Roland during the interview mentioned above.

37. How much fun he looked like he was having in the “Kids of the Century” video.

38. Every time he dances around on stage.

39. His love for Gibson Les Pauls.

40. He was reading “A Hat Full of Sky” and even recommended it.

41. He says that his writing “Keeper of the Seven Keys” kept him alive and he considers it a major turning point in his life to have come up with the idea for it.

42. The hairspray scene in the Hellish Rock road movie.

43. He actually got involved with the DJ game when they were in Japan (Keeper Legacy road movie) – the whole arcade scene was great.

44. The way he just looks at a camera sometimes and doesn’t say a word – he just starts making faces and looking off in different directions. He can be funny without saying a single word.

45. His guitar solo in “Back On the Ground”.

46. He played most of the guitar on the Better Than Raw album.

47. Weikath Syndrome is the coolest thing to catch.

48. During the German Top 6 video (1993), he was drinking a Capri Sun. I think it may have even been Wild Cherry.

49. A Gibson Les Paul looks absolutely perfect on him. I also love the way he holds the guitar.

50. How his hair has always been shoulder length (at least) since the late ‘80s (and beautiful).

51. He thinks of the younger viewers/fans.

52. All the love for him in the Hellbook.

53. I don’t how much of the lyrics to “Dreambound” he wrote, but he has a credit on that song and OH MY GOD, is it flipping incredible! I must make special mention to how amazing “the Saints” is, too.

54. He wanted to talk to Michael Kiske when they met at a festival in 2012/2013, so they could try and work things out a little.

55. He wanted “Livin’ Ain’t No Crime” to be a single.

56. His song “Number One” and how uplifting and positive the lyrics are, especially the chorus.

57. When they were on the Ferris wheel, they didn’t start REALLY laughing until Weiki did.

58. How he introduces himself as “de Michael Weikath of Helloween” and he even got Dani to do it with him.

59. He contributed a guitar solo to the German Rock Project’s “Let Love Conquer the World” (the long Metal version) but went all incognito with it and is credited as “a member of the Seventh Key”.

60. The fact that he wanted a flute in “Raise the Noise” and it sounds totally awesome!

61. The sexy witch on the cover of Better Than Raw was Weiki’s idea.

62. His makeshift rocking chair.

63. His spoken part of the Dezperadoz song “First Blood” (and “Echoes of Eternity”, too).

64. How funny was in the two Nuremberg interviews from the ‘80s that are on YouTube.

1987 – He lights a cigarette, he passes it Ingo, Ingo passes it back, and Weiki passes it back to him. Ingo then proceeds to throw it on the ground and Weiki attempts to lightly hit him but only manages to hit his hair. xD

1988 – The FUNNY one! He was so frickin’ funny in that one. I won’t give away the end of it if you’ve never seen it, but it involves a balloon and a cigarette. (by the way, Michael Weikath takes his sunglasses off and puts them back on 13 times, 10 of which are in the first three minutes).

65. After an interviewer thanks him for being there, “Ja, that’s not so much I can do about it, because somebody put me on this Earth and I went out of my mother and suddenly I was there and now I have to deal with this crap.”

66. During the Indianapolis Hell On Wheels concert, during “Halloween”, Michi passes the mic over to Weiki and Weiki does the “I’ll show you power and glory” part. Michi then makes a disgruntled face at him and rubs the mic with his shirt, causing Weiki to make a face back at him!

67. Also from the same Hell On Wheels concert, during “A Tale That Wasn’t Right”, he was stepping on the skeleton and making Ingo laugh.

68. Speaking of “A Tale That Wasn’t Right”, that song is incredible and very powerful.

69. He let the other members of the band help out on “Mission Motherland”. That song is very quickly becoming my favorite song of theirs.

70. His backing vocals in the “Sea of Fears” demo.

71. All of his little pins that he wears: the pumpkin, the W, the stars…

72. This comment he made about the Hellbook: “With the hardcover you can better smash your naughty brother... and you can with the regular as well, just maybe not as effective.” I have actually made that joke to my brother before. xD

73. Someone at a meet-n-greet in 2008 showed the band an old picture of the guys, which they all signed. It was an old picture. Kai was stunned, Markus laughed his ass off, and Michael actually said he remembered where it was taken and when. The picture was taken in 1986, so that is kind of impressive.

74. He helped me become a big fan of Deep Purple. Yes, I will admit to only becoming a major Deep Purple fan after becoming a Helloween fan - and it was all because of Weiki. And now I'm really happy because I never realized how awesome Deep Purple is. Same thing with Wishbone Ash.

75. He’s given me several phrases to use whenever applicable.

- “Impressive, isn’t it?”

- “You have to listen with your ears.”

- “It’s nice, cold, windy, sunny weather.” (which pretty much describes Florida in the winter sometimes)

76. He can still sing with a cigarette in his mouth and not drop the cigarette.

77. The intro to “Halloween”. I’m not sure if he played it on the original recording, but when he plays it live… OH MY GOD.

78. His guitar solo in “First Time”.

79. He’s fun to watch in the “When the Sinner” video when he’s shown, especially when he’s playing those power chords in the beginning (even though he played no guitar on the song) and the part in the saloon.

80. How amazing “Les Hambourgeois Walkways” is.

81. He’s written a couple songs that he has dedicated to groups of fans ~ “LAVDATE DOMINVM” for the Latin speaking fans, and “Born on Judgment Day” for the people of Brazil.

82. How he’s so easily able to make Sascha laugh behind the camera.

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