#anima au

[asushin-mermaid-au-ask-blog]

Shinji and Asuka in the kiss cam??

The two pilots were completely caught off guard by being featured on the kiss cam and right now were both regretting even coming to see Tokyo 3 High School's baseball game.

Shinji figures that Asuka is going to do something like give the camera the middle finger and turns to say something only to turn straight into redhead's face.

"You better not breath on me." he barely hears before she kisses him. He's shocked of course, but honestly it's pretty nice.

[fixfoxnox]

Okay, I have been thinking... What if Ghost and Anima Roach got separated for a long time (because idk, Ghost got captured by the enemy and for some reason Roach couldn't stay with him)? And because they weren't meant to be separated for a long time, Roach was FREAKING OUT and venting to Soap the whole time. Soap, who couldn't handle seeing Roach so desperate to get Ghost back (and also not-so-secretly very desperate himself), started to plan a rescue mission or something and boom.. happy ending :3

I'm lowkey craving some hurt/comfort GhostSoapRoach recently I'm sorry 😭

- 🥀

So this isn't...exactly what you asked for, but it's something that I've been thinking about for a bit and really the only way that I can see Anima Roach being "separated" from Ghost in any way. I have twisted it to give you some GhostRoachSoap hurt/comfort, but I will admit it is very heavy on the Ghost/Roach side of things.

A Year (Anima AU)

Pairings: GhostRoachSoap, GhostRoach, Ghost/OC, Roach/OC (yes please welcome two new OC's to Luke's extended universe lol)

Warnings: Angst, Slight nsfw, discussion of nsfw hurt/comfort, slight suicidal ideation/thoughts

They were arguing. It was quite possibly the first time that Soap had seen them argue. He didn't like it in the slightest.

Roach was always smiling or giving some sort of mischievous grin. It was just who he was. The only time that Soap had seen him not smiling was when Ghost was injured, the first time he'd seen him. Every time he was blessed with the sight of the Anima after that, he'd always been wearing a grin. Roach wasn't smiling now. His lips weren't even quirked up a bit, his face was serious.

Ghost looked angrier than Soap had ever seen him. His face was stormy and he'd been laying into Roach since they'd gotten back from their last mission. Soap understood why. He also understood Roach's side of things. He couldn't get a word in between the two men to try to help solve the issue.

"You shouldn't have gone ahead," Ghost hissed out. He ripped his mask off of his face and turned back to face Roach with gritted teeth. The black of his grease paint was faded from the mask and had spread in little streaks across his cheeks. Still, Soap could see how red his face was. "You could have given our position away!"

"No one could see me but you," Roach reminded Ghost with a hiss, "I was checking ahead, that's all! Nothing happened!"

"Nothing happened," Ghost scoffed, "Soap was nearly shot!" He motioned in Soap's direction and Soap wanted to point out that it wasn't true. Sure, he'd been seen because Roach had opened the wrong door at the wrong time, but he'd been able to dispatch the man before anything bad happened.

"Soap was and is fine," Roach stepped forward with a growl and pressed his finger to Ghost's chest, "You were fine. I was making sure that it would stay that way."

"You should have listened to me," Ghost countered, "I was leading the mission." Roach scoffed at the words and Soap could see the way that Ghost clenched his jaw in response.

"My job isn't to follow you," Roach crossed his arms over his chest, "That isn't why I was there. I was doing my job."

"Well," Ghost snapped, "I wish you wouldn't. My life would be much easier if you weren't running around trying to do your job and getting in my way."

The effect was instant. Roach reeled back at the words, his face crumpled and Soap could see the beginnings of tears gathering in his eyes. Ghost's reaction was just as quick, regret spreading across his face only moments after the words left his mouth. There was a moment where the two just stared at each other silently. Soap tried to find the words to help, but he found his own shock and horror seemed to sew his mouth shut.

"Roach," Ghost's voice was weak. He took a step toward Roach and Roach took a step away from him. "I didn't-"

Roach disappeared from Soap's sight and the only indication that he got of the Anima leaving the room was Ghost rushing to the door, calling out his name in a desperate voice several times. Ghost didn't leave the room, he just collapsed against the door frame. His grip on the wood was hard and he seemed to shrink in on himself, one of his hands came up to cover his face.

"Ghost," Soap stepped forward carefully, his own voice soft, careful. He didn't know quite how to approach the man at the moment, but he was determined to try.

"I can't," Ghost's voice was shaky and he took in several desperate gasps for air, his entire body keeling over, "I did it again. I can't believe I did it again. I didn't- I didn't mean-"

"Again?" Soap reached out, slowly placing a hand on Ghost's back to rub soothing circles against him, concern eating at his chest. He'd never seen Ghost this stressed. "Ghost, what do you mean, again?"

"You're overbearing and annoying and overprotective!"

"I'm doing my job!" Roach hissed, his hands slamming onto the table in front of him hard. "My job is to protect you!"

"What if I don't want that?" Ghost hissed back, his hands balled into tight fists at his side. "I've made the decision, whether you like it or not!"

"Don't you understand how dangerous joining the military is!" Roach reached up to tug at his hair, frustration eating at him. So much could go wrong if Ghost went into the military. There were so many ways for him to be hurt. So many things that Roach wouldn't be able to properly prepare for. "Are you trying to make my life difficult!"

"Are you trying to make mine difficult?" Ghost snapped, his face going a deep red color. Before Roach could respond Ghost was speaking again. "I've never had a break from you! You're always hanging over my shoulder and making decisions for me to try to protect me! Well, guess what? I don't want you to protect me! I don't even want you around half the time!"

Roach's heart jumped up to his throat and it felt as though a terrible weight slammed into his chest, taking his air away. "Ghost," he choked out, his eyes stinging with tears already.

"My life would be a million times better if you weren't in it!"

Silence settled around the room. It hung over them thickly and neither of them spoke for several moments, the words just hanging between them. Roach was fighting back the desire to cry, a hand covering his mouth to keep any sobs that threatened to escape inside. Ghost still looked angry, his jaw clenched tight. He wouldn't meet Roach's eyes. He wouldn't even look at him.

"If that's," Roach took in a shaky breath, "If that's what you think."

"It is," Ghost confirmed, his fists clenching at his sides.

Roach was Ghost's anima. That was the bottom line of things. He was made with the sole purpose of protecting Ghost. Of keeping Ghost happy and healthy. That was his job. That was what he would do, it was what he had to do. If leaving is what it took to make Ghost happy, then that was what he would do.

Roach didn't say another word. He rarely ever changed himself. He rarely ever made himself invisible to anyone but Ghost. He'd never had a reason to, Ghost's family had always treated him like he was one of them. Not like he was some sort of creature, but like he was a person. Now, though, now he made himself disappear.

Ghost wanted a life without him. Roach couldn't provide that, but he could make himself virtually as invisible as possible. To anyone else, Ghost would be normal. Roach would allow him that.

He quietly slipped away, leaving the kitchen to make his way out of the backdoor of the house. He took a moment when he was outside, leaning up against the small house as he choked on his own tears. The air ripped from his lungs as sobs pulled at him. He didn't need to breathe, but it still wasn't comfortable to go so long with no air.

He pushed past it. He pushed past it all. Quietly, as tears continued streaming down his face, he tried to evaluate where the best place to go would be. He needed somewhere close, somewhere where he could still watch Ghost, could still watch the house, but far enough away that he could stay out of sight and out of mind.

He landed on the old treehouse in the backyard. It was a rickety old thing and, if he made himself present, there was no doubt it wouldn't be able to hold his weight. If he stayed invisible though, if he stayed as essentially a spirit to everyone but Ghost, it wouldn't even move an inch. It would be like he didn't even exist. That was what Ghost wanted. That was what he would do.

Roach hated basic training. He fucking hated it. He hated the military. He wanted to hate Ghost. He couldn't. He could never hate Ghost.

But weeks upon weeks of watching Ghost be whipped into a soldier, be trained into something dangerous and fierce, it was hard for him. There were injuries, there were times when he wanted to step in and smash the face of some army officer in, there were times when he just wanted to drop to his knees and beg Simon to quit. To just go home. He never did.

He stayed back. He stayed out of sight. He just watched. He just watched Ghost turn himself into someone stronger and more skilled. He just watched him excel in nearly every class and training exercise. He watched and he knew that Ghost needed him that much less.

Of course, he learned as well. Any opportunity to pick up more skills, any opportunity to learn things that would help him protect Ghost and he would do it. He would watch during the day then, at night, when everyone was asleep, he'd practice things himself.

He hated it. He hated all of it. Most of all, he hated that Ghost seemed happy. He hated how content Ghost was while he wasn't around. He hated the way that the other recruits made him laugh. He hated the way that Ghost hadn't looked at him in months. He hated it. He wanted to rip himself out of existence, to tear and destroy the strings connecting him to Ghost. Ghost was happier without him, he saw that he was doomed to know it for the rest of his existence. His existence was a burden on Ghost and he could do nothing about it. How was he supposed to make Ghost truly happy when he was the thing causing that unhappiness?

It was worse to feel. Seeing Ghost being happy and content was one thing, but feeling it was something else entirely. It had never been clearer to him before which emotions belonged to Ghost and which belonged to him. Ghost's were happy, light, strong. His were like a weight trying to bash that to pieces. Trying to create dust of any of the positivity he was forced to feel so that it could float away from him, carried by the wind. Roach wanted peace. He wanted to disappear for Ghost's sake. He couldn't.

Worse than basic training was clearly the squad that Ghost was placed on. Roach hated how much they liked Ghost. He hated how much Ghost liked them. He hated one member of the squad, in particular, more than anyone else.

"It isn't healthy for you to sit out here like this." A shaggy blonde-haired man slid down the wall, sitting next to Roach. Roach knew the other man was feeling exactly what he was at the moment, he hid it much better than him.

"Ash," he acknowledged, turning his head to watch the other Anima light a cigarette between his fingers and bring it to his mouth. Roach knew the smoke wasn't going to be a problem. There was quiet between the two as Ash took a long drag from the cigarette before holding it out for Roach. Roach took it from him gratefully.

"Seriously," Ash blew the smoke from his lungs, his eyes carefully watching Roach as he took a drag from the cigarette. It wouldn't hurt either of them, so there was no harm in smoking. At least, that's what Roach told himself. "You shouldn't sit out here like this."

"I'm waiting for Simon," Roach passed the cigarette back to him and folded his hands over his knees, picking at his nails. "That's all. Just doing what I'm supposed to."

Ash gave a low chuckle at those words, "Yeah, just protecting the guy who doesn't even want you around." Roach flinched at those words and tucked into himself further. He refused to meet the other's careful eyes. "Simon will be fine, you know that. Just pick up watching him in the morning." He moved closer to him, shuffling until their legs were pressed tight together, "Don't make yourself sit here."

There was a pause. Roach wanted to listen to him. He wanted to go as far away from the room as he could, to be so far away that he wouldn't be able to feel everything that Ghost was. All of the emotions. Everything. He knew it wasn't possible. He had to stay. It was his job, that was it.

The door beside them opened and two laughing figures stumbled out, straightening their clothing. Roach didn't look at them, he didn't think he could stomach it.

"Ash! What are you doing out here?"

"Sorry," Ash gave a grin up to his bonded, "Just sitting with Roach for a minute. All good?"

"All good," Todd, Ash's bonded, confirmed. "Simon and I are all good. We took care of each other." The words seemed directed at Roach more than Ash and Roach glared down at his pants. His fists tightened into balls against them.

Ghost didn't acknowledge him, "Let's go get something to eat, I'm fucking starving."

"Oh, right," Todd turned back toward them, "You two keep doing whatever, we're going for food."

They set off down the hallway together. Roach gave them a moment, allowing them to get a decent distance away before standing up to follow. Ash stayed seated on the ground, just watching him.

No words were spoken until Roach had started after the two men, until he was only a few feet away. "You have to stop doing this to yourself." Roach paused, freezing for several moments, "You and I both know that you'll just end up killing yourself."

Roach glanced back at Ash for a brief moment and took in how serious his face was. He turned away and didn't say anything else before taking off after Ghost and his...paramour. The implication of the action stood between the two Anima, though. They both knew what Roach's response was to the idea of his death: good.

"I'm not letting you do this."

Roach looked up at Ash, his vision feeling a bit hazy. He was tired, which was a first for him, though he considered it a good sign. "You don't really get to decide that," he replied lazily. He tucked into himself further, still leaning up against the wall next to the door. Waiting for Ghost.

Ash rolled his eyes at him. "Stand up," he ordered, his face serious. There was a moment of silence between the two. Roach didn't move. "I'm serious Roach, I'm not letting you do this. Stand up."

There was another long moment that passed between the two before Ash sighed and stepped forward, hauling Roach up from the ground easily. Roach struggled slightly against his hold, fighting to be dropped back down to the ground. Ash wouldn't let him and, seeing as they were both Anima, it wasn't easy for Roach to break out of the sudden hold.

He found himself pinned back against the wall with Ash's body pressed tight to his, keeping him from struggling. "Ash," Roach met his eyes with a stern look, "I have to stay focused, let me down."

"Staying focused," Ash pushed even closer to him, "Is what is going to get you killed. I'm going to distract you. I'm going to give you a break from worrying about Simon."

Roach snorted, "Yeah, good luck with that. What's your plan? Hold me here until-"

Ash slammed his mouth against Roach's, cutting off his words and catching him completely by surprise. The other Anima didn't give him a moment to think before licking into his mouth and nipping at his lips. One of his legs shoved between Roach's his knee pressed just slightly against his crotch to give the slightest bit of pressure.

Roach, surprisingly, relaxed against his touch. He and Ash knew one another, they'd been in the same boat since their bonded had been transferred to their current squad. They understood each other probably better than even their bonded ones knew them. It was an odd thing to think, but it was the truth. And, as Roach wrapped his arms around Ash's shoulders and pulled him further into the kiss, he thought that it was nice to be wanted again, in whatever way that meant.

The kiss was harsh and biting and filled with all of the frustration that had been building within the two for the months and months that they'd been cast to the side. They took out their frustration on one another, biting and nipping and tugging at their hair until the other was groaning and pressing even closer. They were desperate to feel, desperate to distract themselves and they were doing a damn good job at it.

"Ash! What the hell?"

Roach and Ash broke apart from one another, their heads turning quickly to meet the eyes of their humans. They just stared blankly at them for several moments, their minds running circles.

Roach let his eyes trail over to Ghost and, for the first time in months, the two locked eyes with one another. Ghost looked...hurt? That wasn't right though, he wouldn't look hurt by this. Roach reminded himself quickly that Ghost didn't want him around. He reminded himself how happy Ghost had been for the past several months without him.

He shoved down the rising anxiety and upset in his chest. What sense did that make? Ghost would cut him off then feel upset when he finally did something other than follow him around silently? It didn't make a lick of sense, so Roach pushed it down. Ghost was probably just embarrassed that Roach had been doing something like this in such a public area. Not that it mattered, no one could see him or the man pressed against him.

"Are the two of you going for food?" Ash's breath was heavy as he spoke, but he still managed to get the words out.

"Probably," Todd responded by crossing his arms over his chest, "But what the fuck are the two of you doing? Don't you know-"

"Great," Ash pushed off of the wall and wrapped an arm around Roach to tug him with him, "You two enjoy your food. We're going to take over your room for a bit."

"What?!" Todd's face went a bright red as Ash shoved past him, pulling Roach along behind him.

Ash shoved Roach toward the bed in the room before turning back to the door and the men on the other side, "You may want to stay in Simon's room tonight, we're going to be a minute." With that he shut the door in their faces, muffling any noises from the two men out in the hallway and leaving himself and Roach blissfully alone.

"You seem uncomfortable," Ash looked down at him, his eyes scanning across his face carefully. Roach shifted again, trying to resist the urge to just fully hide his face in the other's shoulder. "What's going on?"

Roach sighed and peeked away from him again, his eyes immediately catching on to Ghost's from across the long training yard. He looked away quickly. "Simon keeps looking at me," he whispered the words, as though he was afraid to speak them out loud. "And, he hesitated for a moment, his hand raising to his chest, "He's been feeling different."

"Different how?" Ash tucked him closer to his side, one of his hands coming up to rub soothingly across his arm.

"Like...sad," He tilted his head a bit, "Regret too? I don't know it's like...similar to before but, he just feels more upset."

"You're having trouble separating his feelings from your own, aren't you?" Ash didn't speak the words in a judging manner, he didn't seem smug or upset about the fact. He seemed like he understood. Roach nodded to him slowly, tucking closer to his side.

He hated it. He'd been so sure that Ghost was happy without him around, he'd been so sure of it. And yet, now, when he could tell that Ghost was upset...it felt like things had only slightly changed. "I just...I don't know what to do."

There was a silence that hung between them for several moments, Roach couldn't tell what Ash was thinking. "You could try talking to him," Ash suggested quietly, his eyes focusing on Roach's face, watching for his reaction. It was apparently quite obvious based on the amused glint in his eyes. "I'm serious. You two haven't actually talked in, what? Over a year? Maybe it's time that you try to talk with him again."

Roach jerked away from him at the words, blinking with wide eyes at the suggestion. "What? No, no way. He said-"

"A year ago in the middle of an argument he told you that his life would be better if you weren't in it," Ash finished for him, watching his face with close eyes, "Maybe now that he's lived a year without you in it he's reconsidered." He paused for a long moment, just watching Roach's shocked face closely. "What's the worst he could do," he reached up to brush a bit of Roach's hair out of his face sweetly, "Confirm what you think you know? At least you'll have tried and," he hesitated for a long moment, "I'll even do the same."

"What?"

Ash shrugged and Roach could see him swallow nervously, "I'll talk to Todd if you talk to Simon. If, well, if things don't work out then I say that the two of us leave."

"Leave?" Roach blinked wide at him.

"If they decide they don't want us here? Why should we stay? Why shouldn't we go live our lives somewhere?"

"Can," Roach hesitated for a moment. He didn't know how he felt about what Ash was suggesting. Not being wanted was one thing, but could Roach actually be able to leave Ghost? Whether Ghost wanted him around or not, Roach loved him. He didn't want to give him up, even if Ghost wanted to give him up. "Can we even do that?"

"I've heard of other Anima who have," Ash spoke quietly, "When they were rejected by their bonded."

The two were silent for another long moment and, even without saying it, Roach could see that both of them were unsure about what Ash had suggested. Still, Roach reasoned, there would be no harm in at least talking to Ghost. Like Ash said, the worst that could happen is that Ghost would tell him he didn't want him around anymore again.

"Okay," he spoke quietly and Ash seemed to relax at his words, "I'll talk to Simon."

Roach waited until Ghost was alone. He was in his room cleaning a few things up and Roach had stood by the door for nearly thirty minutes, trying to work up the courage to actually go inside. He just had to step inside. That was it.

Still, actually moving inside of the room was possibly the hardest thing that Roach had done in his existence. When he finally did, he was quick.

He opened the door, stepped inside, and turned quickly to shut the door behind him. He just stared at the wood for several moments, terrified of turning around to meet Simon's gaze. He was too afraid of the hatred that he'd find there. The anger.

"Roach?"

He turned quickly at the call of his name, his eyes wide from having been acknowledged. Roach couldn't figure out how to get his voice to work. The words were right there at the back of his tongue, trying to leave his throat and failing.

"What are you doing here?" Ghost dropped the sheets he was pulling at and started around his bed. He only stopped when he was almost directly in front of Roach, standing only a few feet away from him.

They stared at one another for several moments. "I," Roach took in a shaky breath and leaned back against the door for support, needing something to help keep his knees from collapsing under his weight. "I came to talk to you."

"To talk?" Ghost asked quietly.

"To ask," Roach corrected himself, "To see if...if you're still sure about what you said. About not wanting me around. I know that you've been happy without me around and more than anything I just want you to be happy," it was like once the words started, he couldn't get them to stop. "But I had to check, I had to know because lately I feel like something has been different and I couldn't not ask. I just care about you so much and I don't think you understand how important you are to me, so if there was any possibility that you wanted me around again I had-"

Ghost stepped forward to place a hand over Roach's mouth, silencing him both physically and mentally thanks to the sudden proximity. There was silence between them for several moments, both of them just staring at the other. Finally, Ghost spoke.

"Roach," his voice was soft and it sounded weak to Roach's ears, "I am so sorry." He moved his hand away from Roach's mouth, leaving him gaping at the words. That was the last thing he'd expected to hear.

"You? You're sorry?"

Ghost nodded his head slowly, "I was angry. I didn't mean what I said, I swear I never meant it. I just," he looked away from Roach and Roach could feel the shame from Ghost blossoming in his chest, "I wanted to hurt you I guess. I didn't..."

"You didn't think I'd actually leave," Roach pieced together quietly.

"I was too afraid to tell you," Ghost moved carefully, as though he was afraid of scaring Roach off. His hand ever so slowly made contact with Roach's face, cupping at his cheek. Roach couldn't stop from leaning into the touch, "I was sure that you hated me."

"I could never hate you," Roach was quick to the words. They were the truth. He didn't think it was possible for him to hate Ghost, it just wasn't something he was capable of. "I thought you hated me."

"No," Ghost stepped closer to him, "I could never hate you. I need to make this up to you, please let me make it up to you?"

Roach nodded his head slowly, still nuzzling into Ghost's hand. His entire body felt warm at the contact and his ears were tingling with the sound of Ghost's voice speaking to him! Actually talking to him! He could have vibrated with the excitement of the entire situation. Ghost didn't hate him. Ghost wanted him in his life. "Just," Roach looked up at Ghost with wide eyes, "Please don't say anything like that to me again and...if you do," he looked away from Ghost briefly, "don't let us go so long without talking about it. I don't think I can survive another year like this one."

Ghost nodded his head and, in one quick move, he tugged Roach against his chest. Roach tucked himself close to Ghost and gave a contented sigh as he was tucked against the other's chest carefully. "I really missed you," Ghost whispered against his hair. There was a moment and Roach could feel him hesitating, he could feel that there was something else the man wanted to say. "You," he cleared his throat nervously, "You and Ash, are you?"

Roach understood immediately what Ghost was asking and he almost scoffed at the man. That was his question? What did it matter, especially now? After all, Ghost had Todd. "I don't know, are you and Todd?"

"No."

Roach shot back, pulling away from Ghost to look up at him with wide eyes, shock running through him. "What?"

"I broke things off," Ghost admitted nervously. There was a quiet moment before he shyly added, "For you."

Roach stared at him silently, unsure of how to respond. Ghost had broken things off...for him? Why would he have done that? Sure, Roach didn't like Todd, but that shouldn't have-

Suddenly things clicked for him. All of the emotions he'd been feeling over the past few weeks, over the time that he and Ash had started their little affair, it all suddenly made sense to him. He didn't have the context. He had the context now. Jealousy.

He stared at Ghost for several long moments, just trying to make sure that he was reading the other man's face correctly. When he'd determined that, yes, he was reading the situation correctly, it was quite an easy choice of what to do from there.

His hands pressed hard to Ghost's chest, shoving him backward until his knees hit the edge of the bed and all it took was another good shove to knock him onto his back with a small groan from his lips. Roach didn't give him a moment to recover, he just climbed onto his lap with a grin on his face.

"Roach," Ghost's voice was a bit higher than normal and there was a high blush rising on his cheeks.

"You wanted to make it up to me, right?" He put his hands on Ghost's chest and used the leverage to grind his hips down. The effect was immediate with Ghost's hands flying to his hips and his head tilting backward with a gasp. Roach gave him another grin."How about, to make it up to me," he ground his hips down again, "You let me ride your cock?"

The answer from Ghost was almost instantaneous, "Fuck yes."

"You went an entire year without talking?" Soap's voice was filled with horror. He'd never even realized that such a thing was possible for Anima and their bonded. He thought they always stuck together, that nothing like that could ever happen because of the bond. He supposed he didn't know as much as he thought he did.

"Yes," Ghost rubbed at his face and stood from his seat. He snatched his mask into his hands and took to shoving it over his tear-stained face. Speaking with Soap about his past, about that year, and those words that he always knew he would regret and feel guilty over...it made him realize that he couldn't do it again. He had to find Roach. "I can't let that happen again," he turned to Soap, "I have to go find Roach."

"Let me help?" Soap stood from his seat as well, his eyes wide, "It might be easier with two people and, it will probably help both of you to have someone else around." He leaned forward a bit, trying to hint to Ghost that he was offering his presence to try and comfort the two men. Ghost seemed to get what he was saying a shot him an appreciative look.

"Thanks, Johnny." With that, the two men left the room, trying to track down their missing boyfriend.

"Roach," Soap called carefully. He couldn't see Roach, but he had a pretty good idea of where the other man was. He'd learned fairly quickly into dating both Ghost and Roach that, when Roach wanted to be alone, he tended to move into dark quiet spaces. That was exactly why Soap had gone almost immediately to one of the record rooms on base.

No one ever really came in, no one would be able to bother Roach. It was the perfect space for when he needed to get away. He called out for the man again, desperate for any sign of him. Just as he was sure that this wasn't the right room, or at least that he would need Ghost to be able to properly check it, he felt a pair of arms wrap him up from behind.

A face buried itself against his neck and he could feel and hear Roach's quiet cries. "Roach," Soap's voice was quiet and he was quick to turn around in the man's hold to wrap him up in his arms. He stayed silent for several moments, just holding tight to him, trying to provide as much comfort as he could. "Ghost is looking for you," he finally whispered.

Roach choked a bit on his cries and held tighter to Soap, "He's? He's looking for me?" It was as though he didn't believe what Soap was saying and, based on what Ghost had told him, Soap could understand why.

"Yes," Soap pressed a kiss to the side of Roach's head, "he wants to apologize. He didn't mean what he said and he's very upset with himself." He paused for a moment before adding, "He was crying."

He figured that Roach could have guessed that, considering he could feel Ghost's emotions alongside his own, but he also knew that Roach sometimes had trouble reading the emotions that he could feel from Ghost, so he decided it would be better to tell him rather than just leaving it up in the air.

Roach took a moment to respond, just burying his face into Soap's shoulder harder. "Can we go to the room?" he asked after a moment, still wrapped tight in Soap's arms.

"Of course," Soap hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you want me to tell Ghost?" Roach hesitated for another long moment before giving a slight nod of his head against Soap's shoulder. "Okay," Soap wrapped an arm around Roach and started guiding him to the door all while pulling his phone from his pocket to shoot a quick text to Ghost, "C'mon, let's get you back to the room."

Ghost was waiting for them when they finally made it back into the room. It was clear to see how nervous he was by the way that he shot to his feet as soon as the door opened.

His eyes landed on Roach almost immediately, watching him with wide and apologetic eyes as he froze in the doorway to the room. There was silence for several moments and, despite Soap's desire to encourage the two to talk, he stayed silent and let them work at their own pace.

"Roach," Ghost choked out after a moment. His face was twisted up into a picture of regret and Soap could see how glassy his eyes were. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean it like that, I swear to god I didn't mean it like that. I shouldn't have said it in the first place I was just worried and angry. I know it doesn't justify it." He paused for another moment before taking a step closer to Roach. Roach watched him carefully, his own face a mess of red and tear stains. "I'm sorry."

After a long moment, Roach took a few shuffled steps forward and buried his face in Ghost's chest, tears streaming down his face again. "I don't like it when we argue." He grabbed tight to Ghost's shirt, using it as a safety blanket of sorts.

"I don't either," Ghost responded by wrapping him up in his arms and cradling him tight against his body. After several moments, he lifted Roach into his arms and turned toward the bed. Roach didn't even react, he just stayed with his face buried against Ghost's chest.

Soap reacted quickly to the questioning look that Ghost sent his way, understanding almost immediately what the man wanted. He moved across the room in quick strides and threw himself down onto the bed, happily wrapping his arms around Roach and Ghost when they settled next to him on the bed.

They lay together silently for some time, Roach just quietly pressed between them. There were clearly things that would have to be handled, more discussion to have, and more apologies to be made, but for now, they just laid together.

"I'm sorry you had to see us fight, Soap," Roach threw out after a long moment of silence.

"It's fine, Bug." Soap assured him, "I'm sure we'll fight at some point. It's just part of life, unfortunately."

"I hate fighting," Roach's voice told Soap that he was pouting and he couldn't help but chuckle. Even like this Roach was still his same old self. "There's only one thing fighting's good for."

"And what's that?" Ghost asked, sending Soap an amused look over Roach's shoulder.

Roach slowly unburied his face from Ghost's chest to shoot both of the men a bright grin, "Makeup sex."

Soap couldn't help but laugh.

[nonlethal-au]

Yoo, Error, how are ya? How's the anti-void treating ya?

Also, I'ma say this now, I apologise on behalf of the askers that'll say/ask stuff that'll make you uncomfortable

Ok, that's all I'ma say. Have a nice day and I hope everyone else treats you pleasantly

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[browniefox]

The (New) +Anima Au Guide!

A few months ago, I made a post about the basics of +anima, and now I realize it was kinda bad, so I'm making it again! So, here's a little guide to the basic world of +anima - mostly how anima work - in hopes to inspire people to create +anima aus!

What is +Anima?

+Anima is a ten-volume manga written by Natsumi Mukai. It is very good and cute, you should read it! It revolves around a world where certain people have something called an anima.

When a child is put into a life-threatening situation, there's a chance that they will get the abilities of a nearby animal - granting them wings like a bird, or tail of a fish, for example - in order to survive the situation. It's like if trauma gave you cat ears!

Nana, for instance, was running from her drunk and angry father in the woods at night, and got a bat anima. Natural anima only happen to children.

Getting an anima, or seeing someone with an anima, is rare enough that, even if people are aware of what anima are, those with bird or fish anima are often confused for angels or mermaids. Those with anima are usually treated poorly and feared as something dangerous and scary.

Those with anima are able to look like normal humans most of the time, accessing their anima and transforming back and forth at will. When appearing like a normal human, however, there is still proof of being an anima by way of a marking(s) somewhere on their body. The marking reflects the animal/trait that they have, the location usually correlates with there or how the trait shows up.

As an anima is connected to survival, children with them usually lose their anima as they grow older and find themselves in better situations. In the manga, most of the anima are either kids or teens. There are a few cases of adults with natural anima, two being seemingly homesless men (one seems to be a rat anima, while another is a bison), and a few who are of the Native American-Coded group in the manga, the Kim-un-Kur, who are known to keep their anima through adulthood seemingly because 1. it's less ostracized against, 2. their life style probably is better with one, and 3. they're more in tune with nature and their anima.

(^this is the the buffalo anima and a crow anima)

There is also such a thing as 'fake' or 'manufactured' anima, but only in a sense. There's a way to extract the anima from a person, though if the person is not willing the anima will not remain after the procedure. When willingly extracted, however, the anima can then placed into another person, though the connection between human and anima seems to be tenuous, and the anima may choose to leave.

Outside of a 'manufactored' anima, in canon there is one instance of an anima hopping from one human to another, though in that case the anima was that of a vicious and vengeful bear.

While in-fiction it's mostly hinted at and a little vague, it seems that the anima - as in the animal power itself - seems to have some degree of sentience, as it seems its the anima that makes makes the choice when to leave the human. It seems to be that the spirit of the animal literally ends up in the human that gains the anima.

Those with anima also seem to be able to do a further transformation into a more animal-like form called metamorphosis.

As you may have noticed me doing throughout the post, those with anima are usually just referred to as ‘anima’, though the animal spirit in the is also called their ‘anima’.

In the world of +Anima, there is also a side of the continent that has big market in anima slave trade, so make of that what you will.

Anyway, I find the world of +Anima FASCINATING, please talk to me about +Anima and make aus I love it.

(These are the four main characters of the manga! Cooro (crow), Husky (fish), Senri (bear), and Nana (bat).)

[venomgaia]

[anima-chara]

Day 1- Hot Drinks

Day 2- (Watching a movie of...) Romance

Day 3- Sharp

Day 4- Compliments...?(sorry, I got tired)

[dairyfreenugget]

Okay patreon link broke, here's the MAP part in question

[ambyandony]

i got distracted writing the 60 page fanfic so i didn't get around to finishing any of this. but happy birthday birthday boy narancia here are some aus

mer au design by @cows1012

[digimon--kaiser]

Happy Shirogane Sunday sorry I don't have anything wiith quality.

[troutfur]

Help me out y'all, what suffix do you think Shrewpaw could have for his full name in Anima Sola? I really have no idea what would fit his ruthless, conniving, and deeply petty lover scorned character. -claw would have been an ok, if rather predictable, option were Shrewclaw not the name of Talltail's bully already, so I am truly, completely at a loss.

[miload47]

Kubo Bad Ending (Moon Prince) / Leo Bad Ending (Charro Negro)

[thenixart]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: ダンジョン飯 | Dungeon Meshi | Delicious in Dungeon, +Anima (Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Falin Touden & Laios Touden, Touden Party - Relationship Characters: Laios Touden, Falin Touden Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Mild Gore, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Chubby Laios, Cannibalism Summary:

AU where Laios can be a werewolf as a treat because he deserves it

or

Follow the journey of Laios Toudan, a wolfdog +anima, as he reunites with his sister and starts a career of being an adventurer.

[fixfoxnox]

I know its been a minute and I know you're busy so really whenever you get a chance but more amina?? Please I love that one so much (really tho I need to stress that it is whenever you can get to it, I can be patient when I want to and I enjoy all of your writing (I just reread learn to share bc ahrksgaksgaka))

I've actually been kinda working in the background on this (even though it isn't very long lol) so its no big deal for me to finish it up for you guys!

The next one will probably take longer since its going to be straight up filth sjdjbfhdhd

Ghost watched the blank look on Soap's face, amusement wracking his system at the clear shock that was running through the other man. It was quite adorable to see the red that slowly rose up his neck and to his cheeks.

In his arms, Roach struggled lightly against his hold again. Ghost only gave him another wiggle to get him to stay still. His companion looked up at him with a pout before pointing at Soap, "Look! You broke him!"

Ghost scoffed, "I didn't break him, he just needs a moment, Bug."

Roach gave a grumble in response, "He wouldn't need a minute if I had his dick in my mouth already." Ghost shook him again in response, the little squeak his Anima let out at the movement pulled a grin to his lips.

Roach was an insatiable little demon, he knew that well enough. He'd been at the receiving end of his lust more than enough times. The shorter man was more than willing to corner him anywhere and everywhere for a quick go at each other.

He'd found himself pressed up against a wall in the locker room numerous times, his pants shoved to the ground with a hot mouth fixing itself over his cock and skilled hands fondling at his balls or using their grip on his hips to pull him closer. At one point Roach had come to him while he was in the gym, walking over and plopping down firmly in his lap while he was at one of the weightlifting benches. He'd nearly dropped the weight he was working with when Roach started palming him through his sweatpants, his Anima's own cock already out as he stroked himself quickly. Hell, Roach had even forced him into a closet on a stealth mission at one point because his hands "looked too fucking good against that gun." He hadn't been let out until he'd made his Anima spill twice with only his fingers to pleasure him.

He knew his lover was insatiable. Thats why he'd pulled him off of Soap. As excited as the thought of watching his Anima take apart Soap piece by piece made him, he knew that they needed to do things right. He and Roach wanted this to be a more permanent situation, they couldn't rush into that.

He gave Soap another few moments, remaining patient even as Roach gave little huff and puffs of annoyance in his arms. If Soap said yes, if he wanted this, then Ghost would let Roach go. With supervision of course, he couldn't just let the insatiable little thing do whatever he wanted, poor Soap might not be able to handle it. He was sure the man in front of him wasn't a virgin, but he doubted he'd ever been with someone like Roach. An Anima had a great deal of strength and great deal of stamina and once Roach fully started, it would be hard to get him to stop.

"Johnny?" He finally asked after a few minutes. He was a patient man, but Soap's blank staring had been going on for several minutes now and was beginning to border on concerning. "If you don't want this," he hesitated, anxiety rising up in his chest, "You can just say that. It won't change anything between us."

His words seemed to finally snap Soap out of wherever his mind had gone. The man looked up at them with wide eyes, just staring for a few moments as his face went delightfully red. "Oh," Roach whined in his arms, "That's so fucking cute." Ghost had to agree with him. That was fucking adorable. Roach's words only seemed to make Soap blush redder.

"Um," the man started, clearing his voice as one of his hands came up to the back of his neck, "are the two of you, I mean, are you sure? You want me?"

"I want you," Roach started, "Simon wants you, you want Simon, and, based on the way you've been trying to get a look at me for weeks, I'd assume you want me too."

Soap seemed to choke on the air he tried to breathe. Amusement filled Ghosts chest, warming him as Soap sputtered, "You noticed that?"

Roach gave him a wicked grin, his tone turning teasing as he responded, "Of course I noticed. That silly tutorial you followed was hard not to notice," he snickered a bit, ducking his head into Simon's chest to hide his laughter as clear embarrassment burned on Soap's face. "Don't worry," he said finally, turning back to face him with a coo, "If you say yes then you can see me whenever you want. However you want."

Ghost had to roll his eyes, only Roach would tease the man like that before essentially asking him if he wanted to date and fuck afterward. His Anima could be ridiculous at times. "Well," Ghost tilted his head at Soap. He had to admit, Roach was ridiculous, but he was just as eagar as him to hear Soap's answer, "What do you think? If you need some time, that's alright to, we can come back to this later."

"No!" Soap's voice rang out quickly making Ghost raise an eyebrow at him from under the mask. Soap couldn't see it, but it was clear to see that he picked up on the questioning look. He squirmed uncomfortably where he was sitting for a moment, pulling another mutter from Roach about how cute he was. "I want to." He ran his hands along his jeans, his shakey voice giving away his nerves, "If the two of you will have me, then yes."

Ghost could feel happiness blossom in his chest and he could feel a similar excitement and joy radiating off of his Anima in his arms. Roach started squirming in his hold, once again trying to get over to Soap as Ghost held him back. "This is good," Ghost said to Soap, "As you can see, Roach is very excited about it."

Soap gave a loud laugh at the same time that Roach slapped his arm. "Let me go!" Roach insisted with a whine, "He said we could have him."

"In a relationship, Bug." Ghost reminded him, "Ask permission for what you want." He pulled his mask up, taking it off and tossing it away. He gave a quick glance to Soap, noting that the other man was watching them, him particularly, with red seeping down his neck. Ghost held his gaze as he pressed slow kisses to Roach's neck, pulling a slight moan from his Anima and a gasp from Soap. "Go on, ask him," He spoke again, louder this time as he pulled away from Roach.

Roach squirmed in his hold, but met Soap's eyes from across the room. "Can I please," he batted his lashes at the other man, "please, please ride your cock?"

Ghost gave a chuckle as Soap gaped at his Anima, it was clear that the man hadn't expected him to be so forward with his request. Still, he managed to respond fairly quickly through his shock, tilting his head back with a tempting groan before responding, "Fuck yes."

With that settled, Ghost released Roach, watching in amusement as his Anima scrambled across the room to shove Soap to lay back against the bed. He straddled him quickly, his hands slipping under his shirt as he rolled his hips down onto the other man. "Finally," Roach tilted his head back with a happy little sigh before a mischievous grin took over his face. He shot a Ghost a quick look, batting his eyelashes in an oh so tempting way before turning to hover over Soap. "I am going to fucking ruin you baby."

[chocolix76]

Thinking about if my Lord Eclipse was genuinely nice to any his servants even once. Bloodmoon (and Lunar after a year or so) wouldn't take the kindness for shit. Lunar before he started to lose his mind would accept genuine kindness from his Lord with open arms. He would enjoy that moment and would hold onto it as a sole memory to keep him going and prove that maybe there is some good in Lord Eclipse...somewhere.

Sun? He firmly believes that Lord Eclipse is perfect and will accept him no matter if he's kind or an absolute monster. But if Sun ever got a genuine pat on the head from Lord Eclipse and was told he was doing a good job, maybe just once, he wouldn't have turned out the way he did

[browniefox]

+Anima Au Guide

I really need +anima aus to be a thing, so here's a little guide.

What the Hell is this?

+Anima is a ten-volume manga written by Natsumi Mukai - it is very good and cute, you should read it! What this au would be taking from it, though, is the concept of anima. When a child is put into a life-threatening situation, there's a chance that they will get the power of a nearby animal that will allow them to survive.

Getting an anima is rare enough that, while people are aware of them, they may still mistake fish anima or white bird anima as mermaids or angels. Those with anima are usually treated poorly and feared as something dangerous and scary.

People who have +anima are able to look like normal humans most of the time, using their anima and transforming back and forth at will. When they are not using their anima, however, there is still proof of it as a marking(s) on their body. The mark reflects the animal and what trait it gives them, and the placement usually matches up somewhat with where the animal trait shows up.

In canon, only children will every have an anima. The anima usually stays with the kids for as long as they need it, most (all?) losing it when they're an adult. The exact definition of 'child' is pretty vague - there are some teens who have anima, one is a normal teen though and one is native american-coded (called Kim-un-Kur) and the Kim-un-Kur don't lose their anima when they grow up, and one adult but that one is also Kim-un-Kur.

Can there be fake anima or manufactured anima? Surprisingly, yes! In the +anima world, a scientist figured out how to extract the anima from those with it. If it is done willingly, then that anima can be placed in another. However, the bond between the anima and the new person is fragile, and it doesn't seem to really stick around.

Some additional notes:

There is one instance of an anima being transferred from one person to another. This was with a member of the Kim-un-Kur, and it's unclear if that is a them thing or not

Sometimes, anima are shown going even more animal-like than their anima usually manifests, but this is very rare

(I imagine if this did somehow catch on to being an au, it'd be like daemon aus where the concept of daemons is divorced from the actual world of hdm, but I guess I'll add that there is a part of the world in +anima with a big anima slavery market so make of that what you will)

[ask-souls-and-memories]

Soultale PATH CHOICE

Laria: I-I would like to explore the Ruins!

Cetas:smiling alright my child, I will show you the Ruins and how to solve the puzzles should I not be there to help you..Oh i almost forgot, here! Take this!

Cetas hands Laria a phone. Laria takes it an examines it

Corru: It's a phone! It…looks old though

Anima: Hey wait a second…That's my phone! Laria, when you have the chance, call San-…er, Soul. Call Soul

Laria nods and then looks up at Cetas, smiling

Laria: T-thank you mom

Cetas, nodding: Of course my child. If you want to do anything before we leave, you may do it.

Laria nods and hops off of the chair, thinking of what to do, but can't find anything so they walk towards the door and waits by it. Cetas smiles and walks over, patting their head

Cetas: I will be right back my child. I just have to grab something from my room.

Corru: Quick! While she is gone, text Soul!

Cetas walks off and Laria hesitates but opens the phone once Anima tells them the password

Laria, under breath: What do I text him…?

Anima: uh, I didn't think of that-

Corru: Oh! I know what to do! Tell that smiley trashbag that your are the new fallen human and can talk to us! That'll get his attention!

Anima: I…it'll probably work, but also tell him you're exploring the RUINS…I think the door might still be open..

Laria nods and clicks on Soul's contact, texting him, and the puts the phone away once Cetas walks back, holding a bag filled with water bottles and snacks in case they get hungry. Cetas smiles

Cetas: Let us go my child, there is so much I wish to show you!

Laria nods and Cetas opens the door. Laria walks out and then Cetas does, closing the door behind them. Cetas hums

Cetas: We will go back to the start of the RUINS, and then work our way back up, okay my child?

Laria, nodding: Okay mom

Cetas smiles and leads her back to the entrance of the ruins, back where she first found Laria

Cetas: Now then, my child, there are multiple paths to the ruins, so which one would you like to explore first? We can go straight, which is the main path. We can go left, which is the home area of the ruins, or we could go right, which is the path we took before. The right and left paths are the only ones without traps or puzzles.

Laria nods and thinks about it, and then feels the phone buzz in her pocket. Cetas then remembers something and frowns

Cetas: Oh dear…I forgot something. My child, I hope you can fend for yourself, while I take care of this errand. I will be back soon, I promise!

Laria, nodding: O-okay!

Cetas nods and runs off towards the left path. Laria takes out the phone and looks at it

Laria: Sans? Soul? Either way, he texted back

Corru: What did he say? Come on, tell us!

Laria: He, uh, he asked where we are? Should I tell him?

Anima: I trust him, and I know he'll trust you! So, go ahead, do it!

Laria nods and texts Soul. Not even 5 seconds later, a dragon skeleton monster appears, causing Laria to squeak in shock and fall down, shaking. The skeleton, Soul, sees this and sweatdrops, kneeling down infront of them

Soul: Ah geez, eye didn't meant to scare yew kiddo! I'm Soul, I'm sure the kiddos told you about me?

Laria, shaky: A-alittle bit..

Soul: aw, don't look so rattled, I won't hurt ya! Besides, the monsters in the underground like humans, so ewe got nothing to worry about!

Laria nods and Soul helps them up, setting them up on their feet

Soul: So, you can see and hear the kiddos?

Laria, nodding: mhm

Soul: huh, well you don't have any LV, so that means your innocent. So, where did Cet go?

Laria, blinking: Cet?

Soul: Cetas, the goat lady.

Laria: oh, she had an errand to run and told me to explore.

Soul: huh…well then kiddo, what were the options?

Laria: The right path, the straight path, and the left path

Soul: well, what do you wanna do?

Laria shrugs and the skeleton thinks, going to make the decison