#but back in the amino where the series took place. most questions were for him HAHAHA

[poppyseedsphone]

Ask Phone was my most successful ask series back in 2017. And as it turns out, @ask-phone wasn’t taken even after all these years. Should I run it back?

[bakugous-bitch-boi]

BNHA AND G/T STORY

So I wrote this back in January for Amino and thought "Hey I have a Tumblr now, why not post it there?" So yeah thats what I'm doing-

For reference the borrower in this story is my OC Thomas. He's not explicitly BNHA related but I just thought it'd be cool to see him in that universe so I slapped a quirk on him and did what I usually do with him.

Throw him into danger-

Anyways uh yeah so enjoy the short story- if enough people like this one I'll continue it and it can be a series UwU

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They were barely audible inside the colorfully decorated dorm room, the tiny steps only just being heard above the natural ambiance of the building's various series of ventilation. The source of the tiny steps was also similarly barely detectable, wirh the noise originating from the movement of a young borrower boy named Thomas who’s height only just reached a measly one inch. The boy also made sure to stay as low to the ground beneath him as he possibly could to eliminate the easy viewing of his silhouette against the cream colored wall behind him. Granted, the terrain the child was walking on was a flat one dotted with figures around three times his size at their smallest of a man he didn’t recognize, so their was ample space to hide in case the inhabitant of the room decided to return.

Thomas was used to this sneaking around, he had been doing it ever since he was born after all, it was just how borrowers made it in the world. However this time was different from every other living arrangement he had found himself in. His last travel companion had abandoned the young child in the bitter cold around a week ago, leaving the kid to fend for himself. It was something new for Thomas, and already seven days in he had made up his mind that he didn’t like it. The world had always appeared scary, again that was just a prerequisite for being a borrower born into a world where eighty percent of humans are born with the most terrifying abilities, however being near someone always managed to make it better for Thomas. Without that extra layer of an adult's protection, simple acts like going mere meters away from his hole-in-the-wall home seemed like the most daunting thing imaginable.

The child had tried his best to limit his borrowing activities due to this extra fear, however that was something a lot easier said than done. When Thomas had clambered inside the closest building for protection that stormy night, he quickly realized that no matter where he decided to make a home inside said structure he’d be without one resource or another. He found that the layout of the building was fairly simple, it was almost like a square ring that held a garden in its center with a open indoor room flanking this courtyard on the first floor which was followed by the floors above split into a hallway and several other smaller rooms, however no one place in the large building had everything he needed. His old traveling friends had shown him what objects were most essential to gather, and while some were easily found if he went to the right spaces like cloth or tape other’s like the basics of food and water were incredibly scarce no matter where he went. Or, in the areas where they could be found easily, they were guarded by “quirked” humans which essentially made them inaccessible unless he was able to wait for the human to leave. Some rooms were completely off limits in fact due to said quirked beings having particularly terrifying, in one case quite literally explosive, predispositions. This left Thomas’ options severely limited and obviously made his life ten times more difficult, however he had managed it so far and was able to get things down to a pretty consistent routine.

Thomas’ steps remained quiet and his body close to the ground as he reached his final source of resources for the day, after he grabbed this he would be able to try his best to fall asleep. Granted, this resource wasn’t necessary or even a particularly consistent one, however the child’s sweet tooth obviously couldn’t resist a lazily opened and forgotten chocolate bar when it was so close to his space inside the wall. He approached the candy from an untouched side still kept snuggly inside it’s wrapper, however tearing into said wrapping to get the freshest piece would make his presence incredibly obvious so doing so was completely out of the question. He was pushing his luck even going for the candy in general to begin with. His head swiveled towards the door as he slowly reached the opened side of the candy bar which lead him to leave the safe area behind the assorted colorful plastic figures and make his way out in the open. He noticed the sound of people approaching the room he had situated himself in, easily recognizing one of the voices as the teenage inhabitant of the space. His eyes grew as he heard the distinctive sound of speech, he had to make this as quick as possible. The fluffy haired borrower darted over to the exposed and somewhat mangled chocolate and bent down on his knees, his feet slipping the slightest bit on the slick wood of the dresser he had been sneaking around on. He grabbed a small piece of metal he had gathered in his travels from the sack strung over his shoulder which he then drove into a chunk of relatively untouched but still exposed chocolate. He used what little arm strength his young arms had built up to saw a lump of chocolate away from the rest of the bar which he then wrapped in a bit of shredded wax paper he had gathered from one of the rooms. He was quick about the whole action of cutting the chunk and then wrapping it up, so when he stood up and noticed that the voices were still firmly outside he was only a little surprised.

He took those few seconds of breathing room to look up at the wall behind him, his eyes trailing up the massive poster that spread across it which was slightly obscured due to his viewpoint. The poster was of the same man in a colorful outfit that the many figures and other posters in the room depicted, however despite him being so abundantly shown in the small space Thomas was always drawn to this one particularly large image. He didn’t know why, after all the sight of a human was hardwired in a borrower's brain to be like looking at death itself, but the aura the man gave off was similar to that of the adult borrowers he had been traveling with all six years of his life. Maybe it was just the smile of the man in the image or simply the colors he adorned himself with, but the past few seven days spent in the terrifying collection of horror filled rooms was made just a little brighter and easier when he was met with the warmth of this particular poster. His eyes were lost, so lost that the movement of him slinging the pack over his shoulder once more was slowed and without haste. As he looked up a childishly pure smile grew on his tiny face, a smile that was unaware of the motion of an opening door behind him and the sounds of rising voices and shuffling feet until the very last second.

When Thomas finally turned around after breaking himself away from the happiness of the poster, he was greeted with a sight that would take the smile off of even the most grizzled borrowers face. He saw the boy who inhabited the room standing in the doorway, and while his silhouette did not appear too imposing when considering the other people living in the building, he was still a human with a much more capable build than most typically had. At first Thomas’ heart hitched in his chest as he immediately assumed he was seen and therefore completely finished, however after a second of looking he noticed the boy was busily scrolling through his phone and thusly hadn’t noticed the tiny child staring at him in terror on his dresser. The tiny boy wasted no time after realizing he was safe, and with one push from his little legs he sprinted over to the zigzagging crack in the wall just big enough for him to squeeze through. He didn’t focus on keeping hidden, he didn’t focus on staying quiet, all he saw in those few heart wrenching seconds was his sliver of hope and safety. As he ran he heard an audible “Hmm?” from the freckled green haired teen who had apparently noticed the sound of rushing tiny steps and the puny silhouette of a minuscule boy sprinting for safety. While he heard the sound, Thomas didn’t stop. He kept running, pushing his speed higher and higher with every step, determined not to get captured. While he tried his best to stay calm, his breath couldn’t help but quicken and tears managed to loosen from the corners of his eyes. He could see the gentle glow of his quirk beginning to activate around him through blurred teary eyed vision, however he managed to push down his body's instinctual urge to protect his young, fragile self so he could focus on getting back into his hiding spot.

He launched himself into the cracked space cutting through the wall, his body scraping against the tight jagged sides, tearing at his baggy self-made shirt and cutting up his skin. He didn’t care about the slight pain in that moment however, instead he was concerned with making sure it looked like absolutely nothing strange or out of the ordinary was happening behind the small hole in the wall. The child gathered himself and the few belongings he had before pushing them all against the side of the tight space just out of view from someone looking in, he himself sitting against the drywall with his head tucked into his folded arms to look as small and inconspicuous as possible. The inviting shine of his quirk appeared once more as he felt the teens presence just outside his miniature room, the thought of him peering in looking for an intruder to destroy with glee only forcing out more pitiful tears from the young boys eyes and the continued growth of his quirks effect. He stayed quiet however, not letting a sound slip from his tiny mouth as he waited for the teen to either pass him by or try and find a way to get to the quivering borrower.

After a few tense moments, the massive green haired teen reluctantly decided that the noise he had heard shuffling across his dresser was just in his head, leading him to walk off over to his bed. In the new, less pressured silence Thomas was able to let his rising emotions out as much as he wanted to in the form of quiet stuttering sobs. By this point his quirk had fully activated and created a bubble-like shield around him as it was supposed to do when he was in danger, and behind the glowing force field the tiny child tried to calm himself down as best as he was able to after his perceived brush with death. As his hands trembled he went to grab his makeshift pack, his fingers nimbly curling around the small wrapped piece of chocolate he had borrowed mere moments ago. He didn’t want to waste the sweet substance so quickly, however the poor kid rationalized that he was scared enough to deserve munching on the cocoa flavored chalk. He took small, feeble bites, only stopping to let loose another hiccuping sob.

After all, what was a tiny kid to do under such heart-stopping pressure?

[averagefanfics]

So on the Wizardess Heart Amino, I made separate polls for each series and put all the winners into one massive poll. The winner was Randy, so I made this story for him.

This does involve my many OC’s! And this is a Randy x OC! I am sorry if my main OC, Shaylee, makes no sense. She will in the real story I am writing.

THERE WILL BE SPOILERS. Well, Randy’s secret is in this, which most people know by now. BUT SPOILERS FOR RANDY.

“Hey, Miranda! Come here for a second would ya?” Shaylee called out to her friend. She waved her hand around, catching Miranda’s attention. She stopped in her tracks, on her way back to the dorms, to see what Shaylee wanted. Shaylee, well, she is a unique individual. Not from this world or time. ‘Modern’ is what she called her world, compared to this place. She walked into the courtyard, where Shaylee and all her other friends were gathered. They were also Miranda’s friends as well, so she didn’t have any issues.

From left to right sat Chloe, Vanellope, Shaylee, Cossete, and Charlie. Miranda felt a little excluded, but she couldn’t help it, she was older than the others, 5 years older. She also spent most of her time with Serge, though he uses the moniker Randy March. Anyway, when she got there, she stood still in front of the girls.

“Only if I can borrow a hair tie.” She eyed them. She wanted something in return, no matter how small. Obviously, she didn’t expect Shaylee to have one on her, she had short hair and hated tying her hair up, she hated it with a passion. She saw movement out of the corner of her eyes and saw Vanellope take a hair tie from her wrist.

“Why do you need a hair tie?” Chloe questioned.

“Serge needed to use a hair tie for his experiment so I lent him mine, I didn’t know he wasn’t going to return it,” Miranda answered the youngest girl of the bunch while tying her massive bunch of black hair into a high ponytail. “Now, what do you need.”

Shaylee pulled out her phone, a ‘modern’ device. It first didn’t work, Shaylee yelling about needing a signal. Later, she managed to use this world’s unique magical powers to create the signal she needed. “Well, I have this app named Amino, which allows me to communicate with the people who love the same stuff as me! One of my favorite Amino’s is the Wizardess Heart Amino. I have already explained to you all that you are all OC’s I created for the game Wizardess Heart and you are all dating characters from the game. Anyways… I decided to make polls! Polls for each group of men!”

The other girls seemed just as confused as Miranda, where was she going with this? “So pretty much, there was one winner per poll. The first poll considered of Elias, Yukiya and Luca, and the winner was Elias. Then we had Klaus, Serge, but I typed down Randy because of spoilers, and Azusa. I thought Klaus was gonna win but Serge did. Then I did Joel, Vincent and Leon and Joel won. Then Cerim, Guy, and Glenn, which Guy won. Then last but not least! Leslie, Sigurd and Mel! Sigurd won that round as well.”

“Wow, calm down, where the hell is this going?” Miranda asked, looking dumbfounded.

“Shh… just listen.” Shaylee took a breath then continued. “I created an Ultimate Poll for each winner, and guess who the winner was! Your boyfriend! Serge!”

“You know I don’t care right?”

“Whaaaatttt? But I thought you would care. He is your boyfriend after all.”

Miranda wasn’t happy. How dare those people on the other side like her boyfriend! She was boiling with jealousy. She walked off from the group, but not towards her dorms like her original plan. She was going to find her boyfriend.

After walking for about five minutes, she had cooled down only a bit, her jealousy still raging in her body. She heard screaming from a couple of meters away, and immediately tried to duck for cover as a fireball we being hurled in her direction. There was no cover, as she looked around and found herself in the botanical gardens. She had to dispel the fire.

She whipped out her wand from her pocket and shouted “Aqua!”. The fire was dispelled and replaced with a falling Taffy. She caught the teddy bear in her arms as he cried. “What’s the matter Taffy, why are you crying and why were you on fire?” She asked the little fuzzball. He only continued to cry even harder and snuggled into her chest.

“Taffy! Taffy where did you go?!” She heard screaming from a distance, and from the bushes was a pink haired idiot. She gave out a long sigh, relieved that she didn’t have to journey the entire campus with a crying Taffy just to find him. “Miranda!” His face lit up as he noticed her standing there.

As he runs closer to her, he pulls her into a tight hug. “I missed youuuu, Mirandaaaa.” He holds the last notes.

“Haha, I missed you too Serge.” She quietly laughed. He let go of his tight hug and Taffy jumped into his arms.

“Masterrrrrrr…” Taffy continued to cry.

“What happened to him?” She asked Serge. She decided to continue walking down the botanical gardens, and Serge walked beside her as he explained.

“Experiment went wrong, as per usual.” She gave a small giggle, covering her mouth. Serge stopped walking and pulled her hand to make her stop. “Why do you always cover your mouth when you laugh or smile?” He questioned her.

“You know why, Serge. I hate my laugh, and I hate my smile.” She explained, her expression saddening.

“But I love your laugh and your smile, I love everything about you.”

“Why would you love me when there are so many others out there that love you…” She was on the brink of tears.

“What are you talking about?” He grasped onto her shoulders, bending down a tiny bit to look her right in the eyes. By this time, Taffy had left to leave the couple alone.

“You know we are apart of a game, right?” He nodded his head. “Well apparently, on one of Shaylee’s apps named Amino, you are their favorite character. I don’t like it how there are so many people who love just as much as I do. I just don’t want to lose you.”

There was a slight pause before Serge started laughing. “Why are you laughing?!” She screamed as he continued to laugh.

“Is that what you are so worried? That people out there in the ‘modern’ world steal me away?” She nodded her head slowly, tears escaping her eyes. “There is no reason to be jealous, Miranda, because I love you, and only you.”

He leaned in and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes and let him continue kissing her. She started to kiss back, and they would have gotten further if a voice wasn't yelling out to them. “Miranda! Serge!”

Shaylee and the other girls from earlier were walking their way, well, they were all walking except Shaylee was running toward them. “Mirandaaaaaaa!!!” She continued to run and rammed straight into Miranda, engulfing her in one big hug. “Are you okay? You didn't look happy. Was it my fault? It was definitely my fault!” She talked extremely fast.

“It's fine, Shaylee. How about we head back to the dorm for dinner?” Miranda suggested. Shaylee shook her head rapidly, before letting go of Miranda. Serge stood there awkwardly. “I’ll see you tomorrow Serge.” She smiled up at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow too, but now I must go and find Taffy. Goodbye!” He waved before running off from the gardens, on a search for Taffy. Shaylee linked her arms with Miranda as she watched his disappearing figure. She realized that she didn’t need to worry about other fangirls, because he was all hers.

Because he loves her.

[average-fanfics]

Ultimate Poll Fanfiction

So on the Wizardess Heart Amino, I made separate polls for each series and put all the winners into one massive poll. The winner was Randy, so I made this story for him. 

This does involve my many OC’s! And this is a Randy x OC! I am sorry if my main OC, Shaylee, makes no sense. She will in the real story I am writing. 

THERE WILL BE SPOILERS. Well, Randy’s secret is in this, which most people know by now. BUT SPOILERS FOR RANDY.

“Hey, Miranda! Come here for a second would ya?” Shaylee called out to her friend. She waved her hand around, catching Miranda’s attention. She stopped in her tracks, on her way back to the dorms, to see what Shaylee wanted. Shaylee, well, she is a unique individual. Not from this world or time. ‘Modern’ is what she called her world, compared to this place. She walked into the courtyard, where Shaylee and all her other friends were gathered. They were also Miranda’s friends as well, so she didn’t have any issues.

From left to right sat Chloe, Vanellope, Shaylee, Cossete, and Charlie. Miranda felt a little excluded, but she couldn’t help it, she was older than the others, 5 years older. She also spent most of her time with Serge, though he uses the moniker Randy March. Anyway, when she got there, she stood still in front of the girls.

“Only if I can borrow a hair tie.” She eyed them. She wanted something in return, no matter how small. Obviously, she didn’t expect Shaylee to have one on her, she had short hair and hated tying her hair up, she hated it with a passion. She saw movement out of the corner of her eyes and saw Vanellope take a hair tie from her wrist.

“Why do you need a hair tie?” Chloe questioned.

“Serge needed to use a hair tie for his experiment so I lent him mine, I didn’t know he wasn’t going to return it,” Miranda answered the youngest girl of the bunch while tying her massive bunch of black hair into a high ponytail. “Now, what do you need.”

Shaylee pulled out her phone, a ‘modern’ device. It first didn’t work, Shaylee yelling about needing a signal. Later, she managed to use this world’s unique magical powers to create the signal she needed. “Well, I have this app named Amino, which allows me to communicate with the people who love the same stuff as me! One of my favorite Amino’s is the Wizardess Heart Amino. I have already explained to you all that you are all OC’s I created for the game Wizardess Heart and you are all dating characters from the game. Anyways… I decided to make polls! Polls for each group of men!”

The other girls seemed just as confused as Miranda, where was she going with this? “So pretty much, there was one winner per poll. The first poll considered of Elias, Yukiya and Luca, and the winner was Elias. Then we had Klaus, Serge, but I typed down Randy because of spoilers, and Azusa. I thought Klaus was gonna win but Serge did. Then I did Joel, Vincent and Leon and Joel won. Then Cerim, Guy, and Glenn, which Guy won. Then last but not least! Leslie, Sigurd and Mel! Sigurd won that round as well.”

“Wow, calm down, where the hell is this going?” Miranda asked, looking dumbfounded.

“Shh… just listen.” Shaylee took a breath then continued. “I created an Ultimate Poll for each winner, and guess who the winner was! Your boyfriend! Serge!”

“You know I don’t care right?”

“Whaaaatttt? But I thought you would care. He is your boyfriend after all.”

Miranda wasn’t happy. How dare those people on the other side like her boyfriend! She was boiling with jealousy. She walked off from the group, but not towards her dorms like her original plan. She was going to find her boyfriend.

After walking for about five minutes, she had cooled down only a bit, her jealousy still raging in her body. She heard screaming from a couple of meters away, and immediately tried to duck for cover as a fireball we being hurled in her direction. There was no cover, as she looked around and found herself in the botanical gardens. She had to dispel the fire.

She whipped out her wand from her pocket and shouted “Aqua!”. The fire was dispelled and replaced with a falling Taffy. She caught the teddy bear in her arms as he cried. “What’s the matter Taffy, why are you crying and why were you on fire?” She asked the little fuzzball. He only continued to cry even harder and snuggled into her chest.

“Taffy! Taffy where did you go?!” She heard screaming from a distance, and from the bushes was a pink haired idiot. She gave out a long sigh, relieved that she didn’t have to journey the entire campus with a crying Taffy just to find him. “Miranda!” His face lit up as he noticed her standing there.

As he runs closer to her, he pulls her into a tight hug. “I missed youuuu, Mirandaaaa.” He holds the last notes.

“Haha, I missed you too Serge.” She quietly laughed. He let go of his tight hug and Taffy jumped into his arms.

“Masterrrrrrr…” Taffy continued to cry.

“What happened to him?” She asked Serge. She decided to continue walking down the botanical gardens, and Serge walked beside her as he explained.

“Experiment went wrong, as per usual.” She gave a small giggle, covering her mouth. Serge stopped walking and pulled her hand to make her stop. “Why do you always cover your mouth when you laugh or smile?” He questioned her.

“You know why, Serge. I hate my laugh, and I hate my smile.” She explained, her expression saddening.

“But I love your laugh and your smile, I love everything about you.”

“Why would you love me when there are so many others out there that love you…” She was on the brink of tears.

“What are you talking about?” He grasped onto her shoulders, bending down a tiny bit to look her right in the eyes. By this time, Taffy had left to leave the couple alone.

“You know we are apart of a game, right?” He nodded his head. “Well apparently, on one of Shaylee’s apps named Amino, you are their favorite character. I don’t like it how there are so many people who love just as much as I do. I just don’t want to lose you.”

There was a slight pause before Serge started laughing. “Why are you laughing?!” She screamed as he continued to laugh.

“Is that what you are so worried? That people out there in the ‘modern’ world steal me away?” She nodded her head slowly, tears escaping her eyes. “There is no reason to be jealous, Miranda, because I love you, and only you.”

He leaned in and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes and let him continue kissing her. She started to kiss back, and they would have gotten further if a voice wasn't yelling out to them. “Miranda! Serge!”

Shaylee and the other girls from earlier were walking their way, well, they were all walking except Shaylee was running toward them. “Mirandaaaaaaa!!!” She continued to run and rammed straight into Miranda, engulfing her in one big hug. “Are you okay? You didn't look happy. Was it my fault? It was definitely my fault!” She talked extremely fast.

“It's fine, Shaylee. How about we head back to the dorm for dinner?” Miranda suggested. Shaylee shook her head rapidly, before letting go of Miranda. Serge stood there awkwardly. “I’ll see you tomorrow Serge.” She smiled up at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow too, but now I must go and find Taffy. Goodbye!” He waved before running off from the gardens, on a search for Taffy. Shaylee linked her arms with Miranda as she watched his disappearing figure. She realized that she didn’t need to worry about other fangirls, because he was all hers.

Because he loves her.