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unchained - chapter ten

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GN!MC x Arsenios [demon OC] a/n: Kind of a lot going on in this chapter, several OCs make an appearance, and there are also appearances from Solomon and Thirteen... but don't worry, the next chapter is all Arrie. :) Warnings: none!

You entered the RAD library, shifting your book bag on your shoulder and looking around. The place was mostly deserted, so you made your way to the library counter. A bored looking demon was sitting behind it and they glanced up at you. But it wasn't the demon you were looking for.

"Is the head librarian around?" you asked.

The demon looked across the room where you spotted the librarian in question.

"Thanks," you said.

You had recognized Liviana as the head librarian of RAD the first time you’d seen Angel’s Temptation play at The Fall. You confirmed it at the Crimson Street acoustic set, where she looked more like herself. Now that you had a moment, you decided to drop in and talk to her.

Liviana was in demon form, hovering on her black bat wings and putting books away on a high shelf. You had met her before, of course, when she was not in flight. She was short for a demon, fat with thick thighs and wide hips. If it weren't for her demon appendages, she might look like a round little cherub.

She was in a RAD uniform like the other professors wore, but she seemed to dislike being called professor. She was wearing a long thick sweater cardigan over her uniform. It was black and had a sort of spiderweb like pattern. Her long blond hair swirled in golden waves down her back, a pair of simple black horns sticking out of it.

You cleared your throat a little. "Um, excuse me, ma'am?"

Liviana nearly dropped the book she was holding on top of your head. She sighed, put the book away, and then landed on her feet, tottering just a bit as she slipped out of her demon form.

She tucked her hair behind one of her ears. Her eyes were large and pure black - no iris, no pupil, no sclera. Just black. They looked stunning with her thick lashes and splash of sparkly dark purple eyeshadow against her pale skin. She wore a collection of black jewelry - big hoop earrings, a choker, and a septum ring.

Liviana blinked at you. "I don't know how it is in the human world," she said. "But please don't call me ma'am."

You nodded. "Right. Sorry. Um."

"Just call me Liviana," she said. She folded her arms and tilted her head, causing a cascade of her hair to fall over her shoulder. It was so long it nearly touched the floor. "I haven't really talked to you all that much, have I, MC? You don't usually need my help when you're here."

"Well, I'm usually here with Satan," you said.

Liviana's expression cleared. "Ah, right," she said. "He knows the library better than I do. And that's saying a lot since I practically live here. Anyway, can I help you with something? Need a book?"

"I'm not here about books, actually," you said. You fidgeted with your fingers a little sheepishly. "I was wondering if you'd be willing to talk to me about Arsenios."

Understanding bloomed across Liviana's face and she grinned, revealing a set of dainty but lethal looking fangs. "Oh! Of course that's why you're here, isn't it? Come on, come with me."

You didn't have a chance to say anything as she turned abruptly and started walking off. You followed quickly, not wanting to lose her.

She took you out into a small courtyard that you didn't even know existed. It had a little water fountain in one corner. Three sides of it consisted of school walls that were covered in vines while the last side was open to the campus. A table and chairs were set up in the center.

At this table sat another demon that you instantly recognized as the bassist in Angel's Temptation.

He had light brown skin and his eyes were a soft pink with a slight tinge of yellow in them. His orange hair was extremely short on the sides and back, but with a wild mop of curls on top of his head. When he looked at you, his eyes seemed to be radiating a calming warmth through your soul even through the square black glasses he wore. A pair of gold studs shaped like stars winked in his ears.

He wasn't wearing a RAD uniform, instead dressed casually in jeans and a comfortable but well fitting white sweater. He was sitting with his legs crossed, a cup of coffee in one hand and a book in the other.

He put down his book and coffee, folding his hands in his lap as Liviana sat down at the table and gestured at the other chair for you.

You pulled it out and sat down.

"Oh!" the other demon said with a smile. "Aren't you MC? I saw you at the Crimson Street acoustic set!"

"This is Lael," Liviana said to you. She turned to Lael and grinned again. "They want to talk about Arsenios."

Lael frowned. "Livi, you really shouldn't go around grinning at humans."

Liviana looked genuinely perplexed by this statement. "What? Why not?"

"Um, well, it's… you know what, never mind, I'm sure this human is used to it by now," Lael said, picking up his coffee again and taking a healthy swig. "So what did you want to know?"

You looked between the two demons sitting at the table with you and sighed. "I don't… I don't suppose you'd be willing to tell me anything about his past?"

Liviana leaned forward on the table and rested her chin in her hands. "You mean like when he used to make pacts?"

"Yeah," you said. "That and… well, whatever happened with Caligo."

Lael choked on his coffee.

Liviana laughed.

"Are you okay?" you asked, nearly getting up out of your seat.

"Don't worry about him, he's fine," Liviana said. "He's overreacting anyway. Listen, MC. I get it. You and Arrie have a thing. He's into you. And he's got this secret past that he won't talk about, so you're trying to find out about it some other way. But the thing is, we don't know much more than you do. If he won't tell you, what makes you think he'd tell us?"

You slumped. "It's just… well, I thought you've probably known him longer, so…"

"All we know about Caligo is that he's a reaper Arrie used to work with," Lael said, having recovered himself. "Some of us have our speculations about the nature of their relationship-" Lael paused here to look pointedly at Liviana who shrugged dramatically "-but whatever happened, it was a painful parting."

You twisted your fingers together, looking down at the table. "Do you know about his hands?"

"We know he's weird about them," Liviana said. "But all of that happened before he formed the band with us."

"I know even less than the rest of the band," Lael said. "Since I didn't join until recently when Abraxas left. I don't know if Abraxas knew any more about Arrie's past than Liviana or Chymion, though."

"Doubtful," Liviana said. "It's not like he was around here much longer anyway."

"Who's Abraxas?" you asked. "And Chymion?"

"Chymion is in the band," Lael said. "You've probably seen him. Really tall? Kinda scary looking?"

You immediately pictured the member of the band who looked the most demonic and who had quite a bit of musical talent. You nodded. "Yes, okay, I remember him."

"Abraxas was the bassist before we replaced him with Lael," Liviana said. "He was chosen to go to the reapers in exchange for Thirteen."

Your jaw dropped. "Thirteen!"

Liviana and Lael exchanged a confused glance.

You stood up from the table. "How did I not think of that sooner? I need to talk to Thirteen. Maybe she knows something about Caligo. Before I go, is there anything you can tell me? Anything at all?"

Liviana's demon form emerged again and she began to hover, likely so she could be eye level with you. "Listen up, human, 'cause I'm only gonna say this once," she said, arms folded. "Arrie is a good guy, but he's got something that haunts him. He's sad by nature, melancholy without meaning to be. He fights it so hard, trying to be friendly and charming. But deep down, he's in some kind of pain. And I swear by Lord Diavolo's tits if you make it worse-"

"Okay, okay," Lael said, standing up and putting hand on Liviana's shoulder. She huffed, but landed, tucking away her demon form.

Lael sighed and looked at you. "She's right, though. Arrie has something hurting in him. If you're going to continue down this path, please just be careful. He doesn't need any more hurt."

You swallowed. "I'm a little offended that either of you would assume I wasn't already being careful."

Lael seemed startled at this.

"Just to be clear," you went on, "Arrie is important to me, too. Maybe he hasn't told you, but Caligo is back. I need to know what happened so I can protect Arrie, not just to satisfy my curiosity."

You fished in your book bag for a pen and a piece of paper. You slammed it down on the table and scribbled out the number for your D.D.D.

"If either of you or anyone you know think of something that will help me, you can contact me with this," you said. "Thank you for talking to me."

They watched you in surprised silence as you left the courtyard. You felt their eyes on you as you went, the pressure of their gazes only lifting when the door to the library closed behind you.

-

The next day, you were walking down the Devildom street, having left Asmo behind in a store where he was taking way too long.

You weren’t really paying attention to where you wandering, just taking in the sights and sounds of the world around you.

You stopped abruptly when you saw Arsenios across the street. He looked right at you and met your eyes before dropping his gaze to your feet.

You realized that you were indeed standing in a crossroads. Did it matter?

He walked over to you and smiled.

“Did you not notice me until I was standing at a crossroads?” you asked. “What does that mean?”

Arsenios ran a hand through his hair. “Hello to you, too.”

You laughed. “Sorry. Hi,” you said.

Arsenios shrugged. “It’s just the way the magic between realms works, but I was summoned into a crossroads so often that I’m kinda… in tune with them now, I guess. It made it easier to hear you.” He glanced behind you. “Waiting on Asmo, huh?”

You sighed. “As usual,” you said. “He takes forever in these stores sometimes.”

Arsenios focused on you again, his smile becoming smug. “You made a real impression on Liviana.”

You frowned. “Oh yeah? What makes you say that?”

Arsenios put his hands in his pockets. “She came into band practice like a little bat winged whirlwind just to tell me - and I quote - ‘The little human has guts, Arrie. If you don’t get serious with them soon, I’ll date them myself.’”

You nearly choked. “Little?” you repeated. “Like that shortstack has room to talk!”

Arsenios laughed and the musical sound of it vibrated in your bones.

“I won’t tell her you called her that,” he said through his chuckles.

You folded your arms. “Go ahead, I’m not scared!”

“I know you aren’t,” Arsenios said and something in his voice made you look at him. He wasn’t looking at you and his eyes seemed unfocused. “You’re risking too much to learn a story that I can’t tell you myself. I know what you’re doing, but I don’t understand why you’re doing it.”

“That’s only because you think I need a better reason than just ‘because I care about you,’” you said.

Arsenios met your eyes then and it felt like he was staring into your soul, once again calculating whether or not you could survive what you were attempting.

You wondered if you came up short.

Arsenios put a hand on your cheek, like he couldn’t stop himself from touching you. He stepped in close. “It’s a two way street, MC,” he said. “I care about you, too.”

You reached out and took his other hand, almost subconsciously. “Are you going to try to stop me?”

“No,” Arsenios said immediately. “You’re free to do whatever you feel you need to do, even if I think you’d be better off not getting involved. But you should also know that I’m not just sitting idly by.”

You wondered what he had been doing, all those times he wasn’t at RAD. There was no way he was just slacking off that much. And Arsenios didn’t seem like the kind of demon to just let things happen to him.

“You’ve been looking for Caligo?” you asked.

Arsenios ran his thumb gently across your cheek. “I’m not sure where he’s holed up. And he’s good at hiding. But he’ll come after me again at some point. He can’t hide forever.”

You closed your eyes, not wanting to face the possibility that Arsenios could get seriously injured, if not killed, whenever that happened.

Arsenios chuckled a little and you opened your eyes again.

“Don’t look so distraught,” he said. “Are you free some night this week?”

“I have a couple evenings open,” you said. “Why?”

“I want to take you on a real date,” Arsenios said.

You fought so hard against the blush that still so easily sprang to your cheeks when he said things like that. “I’d love to go.”

Arsenios smiled and kissed you softly. “Good,” he said. “I’ll text you the details.”

When he was gone, waving at you as he started off toward Cafe Lament, you sat down on a nearby bench to catch your breath. You were still whirling a little from the sincerity in his eyes.

Arsenios wouldn’t tell you his story. Partly because it hurt too much, but also because he thought you were safer if you didn’t know. It made sense. But it was also frustrating. He wasn’t quite ready to trust you entirely, to let you put yourself into danger for him.

You shivered at the way the air seemed to chill suddenly. Moisture began to collect on your skin and when you looked up, you saw the street was covered in mist.

You were on your feet in an instant, looking around frantically for Arsenios, but he was nowhere in sight anymore.

“Woah, relax.”

You nearly fell back onto the bench when Caligo stepped out of the fog. “What do you want?”

“I’m here to talk to you,” Caligo said.

“You want to talk to me?” you scoffed.

Caligo rolled his eyes and leaned against his scythe. His hood was pushed back and you got a good look at him for the first time. He looked exhausted.

“Arsenios won’t listen to me, so it has to be you,” Caligo said. “I know he’s looking for me. I have something that he wants. But everything would be so much easier if he’d just listen to me.”

“What do you even have to say to him?” you asked.

Caligo gripped his scythe so hard his knuckles went white. There was something off about his eyes. “We have more power when we work together,” Caligo said. “He knows that. He needs to let me show him how it can be. What we could do.”

You frowned. “So you do want him to work with you again.”

Caligo seemed to snap his attention back to you, as though it had been wandering before. “You’re the problem, aren’t you?” he asked quietly. “You’re the reason he won’t listen to me. He cares about you. It’s distracting him.”

“No,” you said. “The problem is you. You tried to kill him! That’s not really the kind of thing you do when you want to work with someone. You need to leave Arrie alone.”

You stepped forward, your hands out, as you began to recite a spell.

Caligo snarled at you and the fog returned, engulfing him in moments. When it cleared, he was gone.

You let out a heavy breath and fell back onto the bench. You put your head in your hands and moaned.

You were running out of time. What was happening here? And could you leave Arsenios to his own devices? What did Caligo mean when he said that he had something Arsenios wanted?

Asmo found you there on the bench and instantly decided you needed a nice facial to help with all that stress. You let him take you to the spa, your mind lingering on the conversations you’d had that day.

-

You stood outside of Thirteen's cave with your arms folded, glaring at the sign that very clearly said SOLOMON STAY OUT.

Beside you, Solomon chuckled.

"It isn't funny," you said. "I told you not to come with me."

Solomon grinned at you. "I don't know what you're concerned about."

You rolled your eyes. "Can we just get on with it?"

Solomon made a gesture that said "after you" toward the cave's entrance. You shoved him slightly as you walked by in response, making him laugh.

You had told Thirteen that you needed to talk to her and she had invited you over to her cave. She knew you were coming, but she didn't know that Solomon was going to insist on accompanying you.

You had to go deep into the cavern, finally finding the reaper you were looking for at the Fountain of Knowledge.

She looked up when you entered and smiled. Then her eyes moved to Solomon and she frowned. She folded her arms.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"It's good to see you, too, Thirteen," Solomon said with his usual grin.

"Sorry, he wouldn't take no for an answer," you said.

Thirteen shrugged. "Whatever. It's good to see you, MC. What is it that you needed to talk about?"

You smiled at Thirteen. "Um, well, it's about another reaper," you said.

Solomon folded his arms. "Did you know Caligo was in your territory?"

Thirteen frowned. "You think I don't know when another reaper is in my territory? Of course I know he's here. Why do you?"

You were surprised. You thought for sure Caligo was here when he shouldn't be. "What's he doing here?"

Thirteen sighed. "The Underworld is basically used as reaper prison," she said. "That idiot messed up bad."

"I remember seeing where they keep the reapers when I walked through the rings of the Underworld," Solomon said with a hint of nostalgia in his voice. "But I don't think he's still in the prison."

Thirteen looked between you and Solomon. "What are you talking about?"

"He attacked Arsenios and me," you said.

"He attacked you?" Thirteen asked.

You told Thirteen about what had happened with Caligo at the House of Lamentation. Her expression became darker and darker as you did.

"Something isn't right about this," she said when you had finished. "He shouldn't be able to get to the Devildom at all, let alone attack you."

"Do you know anything about him? About him and Arsenios?" you asked.

Thirteen looked thoughtful. "Hmm. I mean, he's pretty well known. Caligo was one of the highest ranking reapers before he got caught manipulating candles. I don't know anything about Arsenios, though. How do they know each other?"

"They used to work together," Solomon said.

Thirteen's eyes widened. "Oh! Ohhh, so that's the demon he was working with! We all heard that he got help from a demon, but I never heard which one it was. But Caligo shouldn't be roaming around free. He's supposed to be in prison."

You sighed. "I've been trying to figure out what happened back then, but Arrie… he won't talk to me about it. And nobody else who knows seems willing to tell me."

You looked at Solomon, who frowned. He knew you were talking about Barbatos, who continued to evade your questions, insisting that it wasn't his story to tell. He was right, of course, but Arsenios wouldn't tell you, either. How were you ever going to find out what was going on? And what did all of this have to do with Caligo seemingly escaping from the reaper's prison?

"I should report this to Stella," Thirteen said. "I'm pretty sure he shouldn't be wandering around attacking people, especially not humans."

"Who's Stella?" you asked.

"Azrael's assistant," Thirteen said, as if this cleared everything up.

"Okay and who is Azrael?" you asked.

"Angel of death," Thirteen said, her mind clearly somewhere else. "He's the big boss, head of all the reapers. If Caligo is supposed to be free, Stella will know about it. If not, she'll know what to do."

You smiled. "It would be nice to not have to worry about being attacked again. Thanks, Thirteen. I really appreciate it."

Thirteen puffed out her cheeks and blushed slightly. She waved a hand. "Yeah, yeah," she said. "I'll do what I can."

You only stayed a little while longer, making plans to meet up with Thirteen at a later time. Shortly after that, Solomon said something to make Thirteen mad and she chased him out of her cave. You followed after him, saying your goodbyes.

You were thinking about your upcoming date with Arsenios, the details of which he had sent you that same day. You didn’t think this would get resolved before that, but you hoped it would at least put something into motion. If the angel of death himself couldn’t deal with this, then who could?

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Copper and Iron

Synopsis: Y/N finds themself working as a volunteer in an experiment being done by a famous Robotics company. An experiment on a new AI program meant to allow their autonomous androids to have emotions. However what both Y/N and the researchers didn't anticipate was for their new experiment to fall in love with her human.

Ship: Hinata Hyuga x gn! Reader

Word Count: 9,320

Warnings: Yandere, Emotional abuse,Toxic Relationship, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Blood (from a broken nose)

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There are many factors that go into creating something truly magnificent. Often it takes ingenuity, a creative touch, patience, and a lot of perseverance. Not to mention bravery. Sometimes the creations are timeless, whether that be for a practical purpose like the invention of the light bulb or for a more spiritually fulfilling purpose like music. Despite this innovations such as these change form slightly as time progresses, however if one were to go back and look at something like a table from as far back as physical historical artifacts can be found, it can still be recognized for the purpose that it serves. Whether the table is made of plastic from 100 years ago or even Dysprosil from modern day. However none of that matters in the long run, because as previously stated time continues moving forward and so does innovation. It is very rare that the best inventions are ever made, after all the best creations are always the ones where eventually society can no longer live without them. Imagining a world where the thing an individual is most dependent on is missing, is quite often devastating. That is especially the case when it comes to the newest form of AI technology. And it is on that note that our story truly begins. 

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The towering building of Baseline Robotics™ glimmered as the rolling holographic advertisement displayed along the outside shifted to the customary greeting message as the doors unlocked before Y/N. Walking into the surprisingly empty lobby they immediately noticed that the interior decorations seemed to be going for a theme of alien hospital. Everything seemed to be white or a reflective silver and it was very nearly maddening in it’s sterility. However what caught Y/N’s attention was a stiff pure white couch that laid empty. It seemed like nobody had ever sat down on it, whether that be from fear of staining it or how uncomfortable it appeared to be was yet to be determined. Despite this observation Y/N sat down, albeit hesitantly. Soon people began to enter the building and walk down one of the two brightly lit hallways, turning either immediately left or the right while not a single person entered the large door at the end of the middle hallway.  

They had never been to Baseline Robotics™ as they never really saw a need to before now. AI was an essential part of society and for that Y/N was grateful that robotics companies existed. Without the people who can make the AI that is essential to daily tasks like driving, or customer service life would be far more difficult. And thus cities like Canphia wouldn’t exist. However recently Baseline Robotics™ had begun the shift from functional robots and computer programs to fully autonomous androids. Androids of course had already existed for a few years short of two centuries, but never had they ever looked so realistic. The only thing preventing them from being fully human was the lack of emotions. But since most androids were expensive and thus they were employed as nannies and maids in only the richest households. Being able to get angry or excited would make them neglect their duties and so nobody ever considered creating an android capable of emotions. And thus Y/N had never even considered going into the Baseline building. Besides what would a college student ever need with a robot servant. 

“Greetings! How can we help you today?” A robotic voice asked Y/N as it wheeled closer to them. 

“I’m here to answer the ad requesting volunteers for an experiment,” Y/N responded carefully.

“Follow me!” The robot chirped as it turned abruptly towards the hallway behind it, eventually both Y/N and the robot reached the door that nobody else had entered. The robot whirred softly as it unlocked the door in front of it,”Please enter and someone will be with you shortly.” 

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“Hello, you must be here for the experiment. I’m Researcher Ino, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The young woman was grinning excitedly at Y/N as she extended a hand towards them. 

Reaching a hand out to shake Ino’s Y/N introduced themself quickly before they were suddenly being taken down a hallway by conveyor belt. It led down a series of short confined hallways before abruptly opening up into a large production floor similar to the ones that create cars. 

“So Y/N before we get started with the paperwork I’d like to ask you some quick questions,” Ino hummed as she looked over the documents displayed on her Holo-Cast. 

“Go ahead Ino.” 

“Why did you want to sign up for this?”

“Well…” Y/N hesitated, to say they were embarrassed at their reasoning for signing up was an understatement, but figuring honesty was the best way to go they continued to speak. “I moved to Canphia about six months ago and it’s been very hard for me to make any meaningful relationships so most of my free time is spent alone at home. I figured that since I don’t really ever do anything I could dedicate my spare time to assisting the behind the scenes science that goes into creating the AI we depend on.”

“Is there anything in particular that’s been preventing you from making friends?” the researcher inquired pleasantly. 

“If you haven’t noticed yet I have a difficult time speaking Katlior so it’s harder for me to communicate.” Y/N confessed with a light shrug as they entered Ino’s office. 

“Well Y/N I believe that you will be a perfect candidate for the experiment. With your help we might be able to finally take the last step in advancing AI technology. Welcome to the team.”

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It had been eight months of working with Ino and Y/N was excited to finally see what all their work was being put towards. If someone asked them if their time spent in the labs was helpful, Y/N in all honesty would have answered no. All they did was take silly personality quizzes about themself and their relationships that inevitably lead nowhere interesting or have conversations with the same four bot programs. The strangest things that they encountered in the lab however were the days where Ino would sit with Y/N and eat a meal while they discussed normal things for two people who are getting to know each other, like hobbies, interests and ideal types of all things. And what made this the strangest of the lab days was the fact that Ino would always take notes during their conversations, so the conversations were always a little awkward. 

Nonetheless Y/N was excited as earlier today Ino had mentioned that they needed to come into the lab a day early. She wouldn’t tell them exactly why they needed to come in but she sounded very excited and that made Y/N excited. 

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By the time Y/N had arrived at Borderline Robotics™ Ino was very nearly bouncing off the walls from how exhilarated she was at what she was about to unveil to Y/N. When they walked in she immediately jumped on them, wrapping an arm around Y/N’s shoulders while talking a mile a minute. “Ah you’re here! I called you in because we’re finally ready to begin the next stage of testing, and I have a feeling you’re going to love exactly what this stage entails. So if you would follow me I need to brief you on exactly what you’re about to experience so you’re prepared for this breakthrough. Okay let’s go!”

“Ino where exactly are we going? Isn’t the lab the other way?”

“Yep but today we’re going somewhere else.”

“...I’m so confused,” Y/N shook their head as they walked down the otherwise silent hallway. Ino grinned as she unlocked a door leading to a spiraling staircase and ushering Y/N to follow her down. 

“We need to go to the lab with the highest security clearance today, after all it’s not every day where you get so far in creating the first autonomous AI with emotions. So yeah, in case you haven’t figured it out yet, that’s what all the testing has been for Y/N. We want to be able replicate emotions in our autonomous AIs. So the information you gave us was used to create a personalized android based off of characteristics that you favored in the tests, and from that we created a personality for your android. She is as realistic as possible and fulfills the purpose you wanted, with a little extra thrown in too!” Ino was still talking very quickly and when combined with the endless winding of the staircase it served to only further disorient Y/N. 

Frustrated at their lack of comprehension on the topic Ino was babbling on and on about Y/N grabbed Ino's arm and stopped her both from talking and walking. “Ino please slow down, I'm not following. What purpose did I ever say I wanted an android for?” Y/N said exasperated. Ino blinked at them, her mouth falling into an open o shape. 

Looking away from them she flushed, when she spoke her speech had slowed down considerably, “Well you didn't explicitly say you wanted her to have a particular purpose but I assumed that you would like it if her purpose was to be a companion for you. You did say that making friends was hard due to your limited language skills so with her you would always have a friend. And on top of that we also gave her the ability to speak every known human language, so no matter where you go with her, she will always be able to help you with the language of that country.” She looked back at Y/N with a shy smile and continued, “She is going to be a complete sweetheart to you. I can tell you that, I programmed her personally. If all goes well with us fully waking her up, you and the other participants will all be able to take home your personalized android to continue testing. Our goal is to see if it’s possible to have an android with a near full range of human emotion that would allow them to do jobs that are stressful, dangerous and need careful action, while still maintaining the capability to de escalate and comfort those in need. Like… search and rescue paramedics or firefighters! And by having willing participants take the androids out and fully immerse them in day to day life, it will definitely prove if it’s possible.”

“What happens to her if the experiment succeeds? After it’s over I mean. Will she be scrapped?” Y/N said as they stared at the door at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Of course not Y/N-san, she would continue living just like how she was before the end of the experiment, minus all the mandatory testings she needs to undergo… Oh that reminds me, before I introduce you to her there are some things you need to know, you know rules and the like,” she said now slowly descending down the remaining stairs to the door.  Y/N now relieved at knowing what was about to happen when they entered the lab, followed after her, ready to listen intently to the rules they needed to follow.

“So first of all since this is an experimental form of AI you are going to have to bring her in biweekly for the first four months for little check ups, as there might be some problems with either the physical body she inhabits or glitches in her programming. If you happen to find any before the next check up feel free to bring her in before then, and we’ll fix her right up! Number two, she needs to be charged every 32 hours. She is able to use the solar panels embedded into her skin to self charge in direct sunlight but if she doesn’t get any direct sunlight and her battery starts to get low, then you will have to plug her in. Number three, while charging with the cord in she is not to do any energy consuming activities, so laying down or sitting are the best options. Light activity such as walking a very short distance is possible but not strongly advised, listening to music or watching children’s television shows will be fine, just make sure she won’t be processing any heavy amounts of information or moving too much. The last thing is less important for you to know but nonetheless, number four she is waterproofed so she is able to interact with water without being damaged. However just because she can wash dishes, walk in the rain and shower does NOT mean she can be fully submerged in water. So no baths or going scuba diving with her. Wading in a pool or lake is possible although not recommended.“

Y/N nodded sincerely as they programmed the instructions into their Holo-Cast so they wouldn’t forget them after leaving the lab, and despite their focus and serious diligence in recording the rules Ino could tell that they were excited. After all they were barely containing a smile as she opened the door to the room where the androids were all just awakening. Y/N looked up from what they were doing as Ino motioned for them to follow her into the room. 

Once in the room Ino quietly greeted her two fellow researchers as she guided Y/N past all the other pairings in the room and over to the single lone android. Ino stopped a few steps from where the android was sitting on the table, there was nothing on the table beside her but the blanket that at one point covered her body before her awakening. Disappointed but not surprised, Ino nudged Y/N forward to meet her while she went to go get the bag of the things the android would need, “Hinata, I have someone here to meet you.” She said, causing the android to turn her head and look at the pair. 

“Hello, I’m Hinata,” she said inquisitively. 

“Hello Hinata, I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you,” Y/N responded enthusiastically albeit they did feel slightly uncomfortable due to the others around them already having extensive conversations.   

“Hi!!” Hinata said enthusiastically, she seemed to be a very bright and nearly childlike person and that made Y/N smile softly at her. They truly didn’t know what to say to Hinata and thus their conversations were short, and the silences between them long.  

Ino soon returned with a very large duffel bag and handed it off to Hinata’s waiting arms, “You’re going to be living with them from now on Hinata, that means you can leave the lab!” Hinata looked at Y/N intently and nodded slowly. She was starting to realize what the humans wanted from the other androids and she was wondering if Y/N was the same way. 

“Y/N one thing before you leave, feel free to bring her by anytime you want. We’d all love to see how you’re both doing. Okay?” Ino interjected as Hinata put on her jacket so the pair could leave. Y/N smiled graciously as they agreed to stop by sometime soon. And with that they left with Hinata in tow. 

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The pair were silent as they ascended the stairs, not a word was spoken between them until they got outside of the building at which point the bubble of awkward tension burst between them. Hinata reached out in a move that mirrored the one that Y/N did to Ino not even a half hour earlier. “What am I to you Y/N? I know all of us were created with a role in mind and I want to know the one you think I’m going to play.” Hinata said intensely, her eyes were locked on Y/N as she spoke. 

“It’s embarrassing to admit but I want you to be my friend. I moved here a year ago and despite spending time with my classmates after lectures I haven’t been able to make any real friends by myself due to a strong language barrier between us. I can understand if you-” 

Y/N had looked away from Hinata in shame while they spoke and they only looked back after Hinata’s once hard and quite frankly intimidating voice softened, “Do you really mean you want to be friends? You’re not going to make me into a servant or something?” 

Y/N blinked in shock at how quickly her attitude changed but nodded with a smile, "No Hinata, I’m not going to make you my servant. I want to be friends, although in all honesty I wouldn’t mind if you help with chores sometimes…” They trailed off as Hinata laughed brightly. She intertwined their hands and swung them back and forth as they walked away from Baseline Robotics™. 

“Can we go to a zoo? I want to see a real life hippopotamus Y/N!” Hinata asked excitedly. Y/N nodded as they giggled, Hinata was just so full of wonder at everything and it was endearing. 

“Of course we can Hinata, you little sweetheart.” 

They hadn’t gotten more than a block away when Y/N’s Holo-Cast lit up with a call from Ino. It was strange that Ino was calling them so soon after leaving but thinking it might be important Y/N picked up the call. As soon as they hit the receive option Ino’s frantic voice was heard, “Oh thank goodness you’re okay! You need to bring Hinata back here right now for deactivation befo-” 

“Deactivation? Ino what the hell are you talking about? Hinata hasn’t done anything to me other than hold my hand,” Y/N said while looking at Hinata who looked just as confused. 

“The other androids, they just... flipped out all of the sudden and attacked the volunteers. Most of the humans were sent to the emergency room from the damage the androids caused. We were supposed to have a program put in that stopped them from harming their humans unless they were in direct danger but the volunteers were all just trying to leave to go home and the androids just went crazy unprovoked… Y/N are you sure Hinata isn’t going to-” 

This time Hinata cut Ino off, “Why would I ever want to hurt my friend Researcher Ino? We are even going to the zoo together, I really want to see a real life hippo! Please don’t take me away from Y/N, i really like them… ” Hinata was pouting at the idea of not getting to spend time with her new best friend when they had met. 

Ino paused her pleas as she realized that Hinata must have not seen Y/N as a threat judging by the behaviour Y/N described and the way that Hinata spoke of them. 

In shock from Hinata at all but admitting that she would have lashed out in anger had their conversation gone differently,  Y/N looked at the small form of Hinata who was now crouched down and cooing at a pigeon, having been distracted from the conversation at hand by the small avian’s appearance. “She doesn’t seem to want to hurt me,” Y/N thought, “And if she was going to do it she would have done it when everyone else did. Plus she acts a lot like a child, so I doubt she would do it now.”

Ino sighed, “It’s your limbs that are at stake here. Fine, if you feel safe, then...carry on your way then.” 

The last thing Y/N saw before the call ended was Ino shaking her head in disbelief. With a chuckle Y/N called out to Hinata, “You heard the woman! Let’s roll out.”

“Okie Dokie!” Hinata affirmed, reaching for Y/N’s hand once more. Swinging their intertwined hands between them as they walked to the zoo.

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Two weeks later Y/N and Hinata went in for the first scheduled check up, where amazingly Ino found the same abnormalities in her code as the other androids displayed; and yet she still didn't attack Y/N. Outwardly there was no evidence of violent tendencies anywhere in Hinata. “But the code doesn't lie, so what made her refrain from attacking Y/N?” Ino thought aloud as she watched the physical portion of the check up from a safe distance. 

Everything seemed to be going how it should be going and despite the excitement her colleagues were showing at having a working android, Ino thought that she needed to be deactivated like the others or at least reprogrammed.

When the other researcher finished with Hinata, Ino got an idea. The best way to find out a person's reasoning behind their actions is the simplest way. To ask them. She took a deep breath and walked over, rehearsing what she'd say in her head on the way over. Putting a hand on Hinata’s shoulder Ino carefully asked her the question all the while trying to not to give away her true intentions. 

“Hello Hinata I'm happy to report that the physical evaluation shows you are in perfect condition, Y/N must be taking good care of you," That got a smile and a pleased nod from the android. Ino patted her shoulder and continued, "But I do have a question for you in regards to your code. You see when we were looking at your coding today during the psych testing, we found the same anomaly that caused the other androids to attack their human volunteers, in you, and yet you were the only one not to attack anyone. So I figured I'd ask you what all us researchers were thinking, why didn't you attack Y/N?” 

“They wanted me to be their friend, and I wanted to be their friend too! Friends don't hurt friends Ino,” Hinata said cheerfully. She looked towards Y/N like a child looking to their parent for affirmation of their good behaviour. Y/N smiled at her and squeezed her hand as they watched Ino take notes. 

“Well as much as I would like to take out that particular section of code that created the violent behavior, I have been ordered by the higher ups to leave it in as they don’t want to potentially compromise Hinata. Plus if she says she’s not going to act on it, I suppose we'll just have to trust her," Ino gave a good natured smile directed at Hinata before continuing, "However I will implement a tell that would allow you, Y/N to see if she's getting to a state where she would act violent.” Ino said as she plugged some of the cords that were laying next to the table Hinata was sitting on into the nape of Hinata's neck; quickly pulling out a tablet, Ino typed out a sequence of numbers and letters before setting the tablet back down. Turning back to the pair she grinned, "and now we wait for it to upload, Hinata just make sure to lay down otherwise your balance could get a little wonky. You'll undergo a quick recalibration of the senses and all that, and then you're free."

Hinata nodded and laid down carefully, Y/N kept a hand on her back to help guide her down. Their face betrayed a look of shock and a hesitation that looked closer to fear than worry to Ino as by now Hinata's eyes had turned a milky white to allow for the update to her code to complete.

"Don't you worry about the eyes Y/N, that's supposed to happen. Any update to her code or recalibration of her senses will limit her sight in order to not overwhelm her in the process.  You probably haven't had to charge her using the cord yet but you'll notice her eyes will do that when charging as well."

Y/N shook their head, shaking the image of Hinata sitting in a dark room looking limp with wires coming off her body and her eyes as empty as a corpse. In a quick attempt to permanently banish the thought from their brain they looked at Ino and spoke once more. “And what is the tell you put in, Ino? You're being very vague…” Y/N inquired, wary.

Ino handed Y/N a sheet of paper as she spoke, “Her hair will lighten when she’s in a bad mood, and darken when she's in a good mood. The lighter it is the worse her mood is, the darker her hair is the better her mood is.  If she's sad, it will have blue in it. And embarrassment will create a pink tinge to the tips of  her hair. Both of the last two are because she has no fluids to convey those types of emotions, and with plenty of deliberation between the researchers we determined they’re both essential." 

Y/N was not convinced that this whole "tell" thing wasn't a predetermined plan instead of the on the fly programming that Ino was trying to make it look like it was. After all why else would she have a sheet of paper already printed off with a comprehensive guide to the colouring of Hinata's hair? 

Realizing that Y/N had caught on, Ino hurriedly got Hinata unhooked so that the pointed look Ino was being given wouldn’t turn into another question, "Okay you are both ready to go, see you in two weeks.

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“Y/N can we watch Iron Man again? Pretty please?” Hinata whined. 

“No, but only because you were whining again. Remember what we talked about Hinata, we don't whine to get what we want.” Y/N chided as they put on their coat. 

Hinata slumped down in the chair, she was disappointed in herself for making Y/N upset at her again. She was really trying to act more sophisticated and not like a toddler but everything was so new to her and she wanted to see it all, but it was just so hard to curb her enthusiasm for life when her wants were sidelined to more important things. But she would have to try harder so that Y/N wouldn’t be upset at her anymore. 

“Hinata! Sweetheart, I know you’re sulking out there. Get up and come put your shoes on so that we can go out, my friends are waiting for us at the restaurant and I don’t want to be late,” Y/N called out from in front of the door. Standing up, Hinata smoothed the wrinkles out of her clothes and walked over to where Y/N stood. 

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“Hello Sakura. How are you?” Y/N stood with Hinata beside them as they greeted the back of a person. 

  The woman turned to face Y/N as if she was surprised that they had spoken to them, when she locked eyes with Y/N she immediately began to smile. Sakura stood up, her short pink hair bouncing as she pulled Y/N into a hug,“Y/N! There you are, it felt like you were never going to meet up with us again. Sai and I were missing you.” After pulling away she looked at Hinata and spoke again, “Who’s this Y/N?”

Y/N grabbed Hinata’s hand as they spoke, “This is Hinata, she’s my friend and roommate.”

Hinata was pleased by finally being acknowledged by Sakura, she smiled timidly and waved at the girl, the ends of her hair shifting to a rosy pink , “It's nice to meet you Sakura.” Her voice was gentle when she spoke, she really wanted to appear as mature and polite as possible so that Y/N would be even more happy, so she let Sakura tug her down into the seat next to her. 

Y/N sat across from her and immediately turned to talk to the person next to them. His voice was deep when he spoke and had a strange way of pronouncing Katlio that led Hinata to believe he must be foreign, and therefore probably the Sai that Sakura mentioned. 

Sai had fully black eyes and his arms were covered in slowly morphing tattoos. Hinata was shocked, she didn't know that humans could come out like that, it made her feel very strange, she couldn't quite place the emotion she was feeling when she saw the human.

What she did know was she absolutely hated the way that Y/N was looking at him. 

“Examining his tattoos Hinata?” Sakura teased from beside her, “They are really cool I will admit. But still tell us about yourself. Where are you from, how did you meet Y/N, you know all the good stuff.” She tossed her hair as she spoke although it didn't go very far due to its cropped length. 

Y/N spun their head to look at Hinata directly in the eyes, they were silently pleading with her to not reveal that she was an android. Hinata didn’t like knowing she had to lie but she understood that she needed to do it to keep Y/N happy. So after sending a reassuring smile to Y/N she turned back to Sakura. Carefully and with practiced grace, as if she was a spider moving across the strands of it’s web to trap a still fluttering butterfly, she began to spin her lie, “Well…it’s not a very exciting story guys. I was born in Canphia but moved away when I was really young. I recently came back to the city and the two of us met through a mutual friend not too long ago and we hit it off. Y/N asked if I wanted to be their roommate after they found out I was looking for a place.” Hinata shrugged nonchalantly after she spoke, Sakura seemed pleased with her answer and thus turned her attention to Sai. Hinata immediately looked over at Y/N with the hope that she did a good job. 

Y/N smiled at her in relief and thinking she looked a lot like a puppy reached over and ruffled Hinata’s hair. So far, having Hinata around was going really well for Y/N because even though they still weren’t the best at Canphia’s unique language they got confidence in knowing that they had someone who would always be able to help them out. 

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When Y/N and Hinata arrived home from the diner, Hinata grabbed Y/N’s hands and stopped them from going inside the apartment. When they looked at her in confusion she giggled nervously, the tips of her hair going light pink for the second time that day, “I saw something in a drama and I want to try it. May I Y/N?” She tilted her head in inquisition and waited for their answer. 

“As long as it’s not going to hurt anyone then sure,” Y/N responded. 

Hinata smiled at them, went up on her tiptoes and placed a gentle, lingering kiss on Y/N’s forehead, “It’s not because I love you, it’s because I love only you. If it’s not you then I won’t have anyone else.” When she pulled away she was smiling very brightly, she had been wondering why the men in movies always did this sort of thing to people they like, but after doing it herself, she could completely understand why. It felt really nice to show affection like that, so much so that it created a small fluttering deep inside her chest.

After a beat of stunned silence Y/N blinked repeatedly at her as they spoke, “Are you quoting an old romance drama at me? Remind me to no longer watch sappy shows with you.” With a good natured eyeroll that Hinata could tell wasn’t genuine annoyance, Y/N dragged her inside. 

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Hinata and Y/N had been meeting up with Sai and Sakura every Saturday for months now and although the number of people who attended, the food ordered and the conversations had were always different, the one thing Hinata could expect during these times was to be ignored by the group of humans and only used as a translator by Y/N. She was always kept at an arm's length and unless she forcefully inserted herself into the conversation nobody would seem to notice she was even there, not even her best friend and roommate, the beautiful shining and incredibly social butterfly, Y/N. 

They used to do almost everything together. From grocery shopping and cleaning, to going out to the movies Hinata and Y/N were inseparable, no matter what they were doing they would always make it fun. Nothing was done around each other without trying to make the other laugh. Throwing popcorn, random tickle fights and long cuddle sessions on the couch when Y/N had a stressful day. Hinata cherished all of the moments they spent together, but now Hinata was not sure Y/N felt the same. 

But then it changed.

Soon Hinata practically had to beg for a simple good morning from Y/N. They had been coming home from school and immediately retreating into their room. They didn’t come out for anything and the light would stay on until very late into the night. Hinata tried everything to get their attention and yet no matter what she did none of it mattered because they never saw it. It was like she didn't even exist to her butterfly anymore. 

Afterall what is the spider who must stay grounded on her web to the butterfly with the freedom to explore not only the skies but the world below.

She even had to go to her last biweekly checkup without them, and those days were always spent together no matter how busy Y/N was. 

Then just that morning Y/N had asked Hinata to come with them to lunch and she was ecstatic, she dressed up nicely and did her hair just the way Y/N liked it. Soft bangs styled to frame her face, with the rest of her hair cascading down her back,  it was perfect for them to run their hands through, but that same hair which was normally a deep purple, nearing black was now a striking platinum blonde. 

She was at one point during the walk to the diner, hopeful that her relationship with Y/N would go back to normal and yet here she was still being ignored after months of the same torture over and over again. And any hope of waiting for things to go back to normal was crushed as the new guy, Neji wrapped his arm around Y/N's waist. He had been flirting with Y/N the whole time and what was making it positively intolerable was the fact that Hinata had to keep translating the flirtatious comments to Y/N. 

And what made it worse were the reactions Y/N gave. With every laugh and turn of their head to hide their flustered face, or the casual touches that Y/N would reciprocate Neji’s advances with, Hinata felt a sharp pain in her chest. Like a knife being shoved in and twisted. Hinata was starting to resent her creators for giving her the capability to feel. What exactly she was feeling was a mystery to Hinata but she knew that it hurt. It hurt a lot.

After over an hour of being positively miserable Hinata had finally had enough. Abruptly standing up she stormed out of the diner. As she left she accidentally knocked over the chair she was sitting in and the clang of the metal chair hitting the floor caused the conversation at her table to screech to a halt. 

 Y/N was extremely embarrassed by her behavioural changes and they apologized for Hinata. Excusing themself, they picked up the chair as they left, catching the door before it shut, thus the bell failing to ring again. When they got outside they were greeted with Hinata leaning against a light post while pouting. Normally Y/N would have simply talked to Hinata about her terrible behavior but they had never seen her hair such a stark white before. Sure they'd seen her hair a light brown or even a natural looking blonde but never white, immediately getting concerned and scared, Y/N walked around to the diner's alleyway where they could still see Hinata while not allowing her to see them. Y/N commed Ino on their Holo-Com to make sure she was available for an emergency visit. 

Hinata was even more miserable now, she was alone in the middle of the day and she had nothing to do. Now she couldn't even send dirty looks to that Neji guy who kept flirting with her Butterfly. The street was mostly silent save for the passing of vehicles along the road, which was a blessing. At least she had the quiet rhythm of the late afternoon traffic to help calm her down. Brushing her now blue bangs out of her eyes, she started to count the cars passing her on the street. At least that would give her something to think about other than Y/N and that stupid human man flirting with each other.

Behind her the door to the diner opened up, the bell above the door rang and soon the sound of footsteps followed. Whoever it was moved towards where Hinata was standing, watching the movement along the busy street. The footsteps stopped behind her and immediately Hinata knew who was standing there. 

“Hey Himiko right? After you left Y/N followed, have you seen them? I just want to see how-” Neji cut himself off as Hinata slowly turned around, something wasn't right with her eyes. They were soulless, empty, and not at all human. Neji staggered back as Hinata began to smile, a smile that didn't reach past her lips. 

Hinata walked towards Neji, enjoying how he was trying to pretend he wasn't scared of her. In a split second of panic Neji wound up and punched Hinata in the throat only to be met with something rock hard that hurt him more than it hurt Hinata. But that was all Hinata needed. In the blink of an eye Neji was on the ground, his nose broken and bloody. 

Y/N was watching this from around the corner in shock. Hinata with her snow white hair had just sent a man crashing to the ground with blood pouring from his face. She stood over the now unconscious Neji, blood dripping from her knuckles. Y/N was shaking in fear when Ino picked up the com they had sent. 

“Come here now,” Ino said before hanging up.

Y/N nodded and walked toward where Hinata was. They stood beside her and offered their shaking hand. “Hinata how about we go for a walk together okay? To clear our heads, maybe we'll go see our friend Ino.” Y/N said tensely. At this point Sakura had seen Neji and was rushing out to go help him thus Y/N felt comfortable leaving him. 

Hinata on the other hand was excited, she hadn't seen Ino in a while and her Butterfly wanted to spend time with her again. Clasping their hand in hers, they began to walk toward Baseline Robotics™. Y/N wanted to vomit due to the sticky feeling of Neji's blood on their hand.

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“So you're concerned because her hair turned white after you spent over an hour using her as a translator so that a guy could successfully flirt with you? And then she punched the same guy who was flirting with you after already being incredibly annoyed by him. Y/N you realize how ridiculous that is right? Hinata did that because she was jealous and didn’t know better than to lash out physically, especially since from what you said he threw the first punch. That registered to her coding as an immediate threat, so of course she removed the threat by incapacitating him,” Ino said as she sipped her smoothie. With a chuckle she set her drink down and motioned to Hinata who was playing with one of the robotic hands on the table while listening in.

“Y/N we made Hinata specifically so that she could emulate human emotions while still being fully autonomous. You have to remember, she's comparable to a puppy, she has you and that's about it at the moment. She probably feels very protective of you since she doesn't know anyone as well as she knows you, and because of that she is very attached to you. So when you bring her places with you and then ignore her in favour of other people it irritates her. Just like how you'd feel if the person you love was ignoring you constantly. She may have copper wires instead of iron in veins but she is essentially human so treat her that way. Then everything will be fine and you won't face that problem again. Okay?” 

Y/N nodded relieved and mildly embarrassed, walking over to Hinata who was listening intently to the conversation. “I-... I think that I owe you an apology Hinata. How I treated you today was unfair, and I swear I won’t allow it to happen again. Come on sweetheart let's go home, we can watch your favourite movie and cuddle, just… let me make it up to you?” Y/N said as Ino's words replayed over and over in their head. 

Hinata grinned widely, her hair slowly darkening at the roots, turning her whole head black once more, the bangs however still remained tinted blue, but in the dimmed light of the lab it was near impossible to notice. She dropped the disembodied arm and grabbed for Y/N’s hands and as the pair made their way home one thing in particular about what Ino said stuck out to Y/N. Did Hinata really do that to Neji because she was in with love Y/N? Y/N didn't really believe it, after all why would she, they were friends.

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Another lunch over and Hinata was excited to go home so she and Y/N could hopefully watch a movie together. Over the course of the week Hinata had been formulating a plan, a plan that she carefully acted on all throughout that day’s lunch meet up. She was just waiting for Y/N to come out of the washroom so they could leave when Sai and Sakura came over to say goodbye after lunch. 

“Hey Hinata before we go, we wanted to remind you to tell Y/N that next week we’re going to eat lunch at the cafe closer to campus. Oh and one more thing... thank you for giving us our Y/N back.” Sai said with an uncharacteristically soft voice before Sakura managed to drag him over to her bike.

 Hinata's hair lightened in the blink of an eye at the comment Sai made, she was on the verge of starting to scream at the pair when the familiar voice of Y/N interrupted her, “What did they say about me? I heard my name but couldn’t quite catch anything else” they asked sweetly. 

She plastered on a fake smile and shook her head, “You don’t want to know.” She laughed awkwardly and held out a hand for Y/N to take. Y/N frowned and took hold of her hand as they walked back home. 

“What. did. they. say. Hinata.”

“They told me that I was ‘too good to be stuck hanging around’ you,” Hinata sighed deeply, really uncomfortable with saying it.

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Y/N had been getting more and more suspicious of Hinata with every weekly lunch meetup. It seemed as though every time that Y/N didn’t understand a remark made about them during those times Hinata would frown and look away as if she was in pain. If they pressed her to say what she'd heard she would confess that the people they were with were insulting them. At first they didn't believe it but now they were starting to believe her, since they stopped getting invited group activities with their so called friends.

Y/N was actually getting lonely from the lack of contact they were getting in the brief amount of time they were actually invited to go and meet with friends. But the greatest sting was when not even a week after their exams finished, the people that Y/N thought were friends had ditched them. And the one person they thought they could rely on was being distant.

It was getting harder to fall asleep every night as the hole in their chest just kept eating away at Y/N, telling them that all their worst fears were true. They had cried themself to sleep as many as six times in the past two weeks. The worst part however was just how exhausting the isolation had become.

The clock read 3:45AM and Y/N was just starting to fall asleep when a loud crash was heard from out in the living room. Thinking it was an intruder, Y/N immediately thought of Hinata and how valuable she would be if some devious rival to Baseline Robotics™ had found out about her existence. Leaping out of bed in a panic to protect her, Y/N grabbed a heavy book and slowly crept their way into the kitchen. The noise continued while Y/N made their way to where the sounds were originating from. Once in the kitchen they continued to creep forward into the living room where they flicked the lights on ready to attack the intruder; only to see Hinata now standing over a now completely decimated roomba. 

“Hinata? What the hell are you doing to our roomba!” Y/N whisper yelled, Hinata only pouted in response and raised her leg presumably to stomp on it again. With a sigh Y/N put the book down and looked at Hinata in the eyes, they were fed up with life, exhausted, angry and very willing to take it out on her, “I'm going to ask you this one more time. What the fuck. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?” 

Hearing the anger in Y/N's voice Hinata lowered her leg and the colour blue creeped into her hair, “I missed you and I wanted to see you again without having to be around those... humans,” she said softly. 

“But what does that have to do with the roomba, which, need I remind you, is nothing but a vacuum?” Y/N whisper-yelled, they were so very confused.

“Because you love it more than you love me,” Hinata screamed. She paused and ran a hand through her deep blue hair in an effort to calm down before she spoke again “Ever since you got it months ago you've been ignoring me, you said when we first met that you wanted to be friends. Now you ignore me unless you want to go see those humans you call friends when all they do is insult you to your face when they know you can't understand them. I hate the fact that despite being used as nothing more than a translator by you, I still can't find it in me to stop loving you… You're my whole world but I know I'm not yours and that scares me. I'm scared that you will leave me all alone…” Hinata hung her head, if she could cry, she would have. She walked off into her sparsely decorated room and shut the door with a heavy sigh. 

Y/N was left alone once more and as they stood in the oppressive silence of the living room, they realized just how much they messed things up. Their priorities clearly hadn't been straight in a very long time and instead of being the person Hinata needed, they were selfish and used her. “But even though all that, she still cares for me…” Y/N said in muted shock, a hand rushing to cover their mouth, it was sickening to realize, and Y/N’s stomach lurched at the thought. They attempted to look at the floor but everything blurred as their eyes filled with tears. All those feelings of abandonment, of isolation, of loss and desperation; like a butterfly desperately searching, flying high and low to find a particular flower to feed off of, these past few weeks could have been avoided if they had simply looked to their side where Hinata was waiting for them. Hinata, the shy violet that was consistently rooted in Y/N’s life even when they willingly became blind to her.

 Y/N didn't see it before but they truly did love her more than anyone else. And all that it took to come to this realization was facing the potential loss of the only person to still love Y/N even after countless weeks of neglecting both Hinata’s emotional needs, and their own. 

With a newfound determination they looked towards where Hinata's room was. The hallway leading to the bedrooms was still dark but despite this Y/N traversed it with the familiarity of their many months with each other, they needed to make right what they nearly completely messed up. 

Knocking on Hinata's door Y/N called out to her, “Hinata, sweetheart, I'm sorry. I want to apologize to you, I haven't been treating you very well recently and I'm so sorry for that. I got so excited by the idea that I would end up with more friendships than before and I ended up using you. I realize now that I made a huge mistake. The people who I wanted to impress the most turned their backs on me and instead of spending time with you I became a recluse. Everything I thought I knew about the people I cared about was a lie. And I've been so damn blind to all the signs around me that even though I knew that you loved me, I never even realized that this whole time, I loved you back. Avoiding you even though you were the only person who was ever truly my friend was the biggest mistake I could have ever made. And I did it… I don't expect you to forgive me… I just- ... I just really want you to know that I am so sorry for how I've treated you, I never deserved to have someone as kind as you in my life.” 

Y/N's face was hot with shame as tears rolled down their cheeks. Their strength was suddenly missing from their legs and they slid down the wall next to her bedroom door that they had been using as a crutch. 

When the door opened Y/N heard soft whimpers that weren't their own, in the doorway stood Hinata looking like she was on the verge of tears. Everything was silent for a moment as the pair just stared at each other. Y/N knew that in that moment if Hinata could cry, she would have been.

“I-I forgive you Y/N. But y-you have to promise me th-that you won't do that to me ever again. I would never leave you all alone, so if you're feeling upset you could always talk to me. Just don't shut me out again okay?” Hinata hiccupped. She knelt down and put her head on Y/N's shoulder and an arm around their side as tears continued to make their way down Y/N's cheeks. “One more thing… I want you to say that I'm yours. Like they do in all the dramas.” she said gently, she wanted to improve the mood somehow and at the moment that seemed to be the best way to do it. 

“I will, but only if you're going to do the same,” Y/N murmured as they clung onto Hinata's pyjamas. 

Hinata's arms reached around and pulled them into a warm and tender embrace, allowing Y/N to take comfort in finally seeing that they were not alone at all. The duo stayed just like that until Y/N became tired enough that they fell asleep, their hand still bunched up with a fistfull of Hinata’s nightgown. 

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When the beginnings of the golden light of the sunrise entered their apartment Hinata couldn't help but look down at her sleeping lover. They looked so peaceful, so sweet, so pretty, so delicate, just like a little butterfly; lying there with their head on her lap as they clutched onto the hem of her nightshirt in their sleep. Hinata wanted to live in that moment forever. The warmth of the sun hitting her face made her feel energized and the soft fluttering feeling was back, much stronger now, like the beating of one thousand pairs of wings. This time it filled her up so completely she imagined that she had lots of little birds flying through her chest.  As silly as it sounds, to Hinata anything and everything felt possible in that moment. 

It was wonderful, although a small dark flicker passed through her mind. She didn't let it affect her pleasant mood though, after all she did spend so much time carefully weaving her little web. It had taken months for her to carefully weed out the people who were taking her Butterfly from her. Hours upon hours of listening to meaningless conversations, waiting for a phrase that could be twisted around to become insulting or demeaning and then relaying that information back to Y/N in her native tongue. And all of it so that they would realize that she was the only person for them. They didn't need anyone else if she was by their side. 

It was so adorable that they maintained their naïvety throughout their life, but it was also just as dangerous. If she was able to manipulate Y/N so easily then who else would see that and try and take them away from her. Especially because they fell for every word she told them hook line and sinker without suspecting anything at all.

“Yes it is far safer for them to have only me,” she thought as she stroked Y/N's cheek with her thumb. And yet it still weighed heavily on her mind, afterall she was taught that lying to the people she cared for was very, very bad. She didn't like that she was forced to do such a thing to the person she loved more than anything else, but plenty of relationships where one person lies to the other work in movies. After all love is stronger than everyone and everything that would attempt to get in the way of it. Hinata knew that they would be an example of this now that she finally had Y/N all to herself. 

Hinata hummed a soft tune as she picked up Y/N to put them in their bed. They were soon gently slipped under the covers with it, tucked snugly around their body. 

Sitting next to them for a moment Hinata lingered a while, they looked positively delectable afterall. Irresistible in fact. So gathering what courage she had and mixing it with that light floaty sense of contentment she felt, Hinata leaned down and with a soft smile kissed Y/N's forehead as they slept. Torn between wanting to surprise them when they woke up and staying to watch them as they slept; eventually after much deliberation the android stood up to go make them breakfast.

Savouring the moment for a little longer she pet Y/N's cheek fondly, as she thought aloud, “Ino was right, we aren't so different at all. In fact we are perfect together. Copper and iron.”

[tetsunova]

Writing your name on their hand

mc x gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: it’s so silly but i love it hehe. we used to draw our names on our hands with coloured glittered pens in school all the time and get scolded for it. 

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Is confused at first, but gets so excited later. His face starts glowing and he asks if he could write his name on your hand. He makes sure to make it extra neat and pretty. Adds a couple hearts and starts to make it look cute. Also may or may not end up getting too invested and start drawing even more on your hand. He wants to draw on your hand all the time now, not just his name but anything he can think of.

Hinata, Tendou, Atsumu, Bokuto, Lev

‘Getting a little possessive aren’t we?’. This cocky bastard will not let you hear the end of it. He loves it so much but would rather tease you than show you how much he’s blushing internally. Definitely, keeps making lines over it when it starts to fade, but in secret. He wants to treasure it for as long as he can, all he hopes is that you don’t notice the fresh and wobbly ink on his hand. Spends hours admiring it. Seriously, he cannot get over it.

Tsuki, Kuroo, Oikawa (god bless you if his fangirls notice), Matsukawa, Terushima

Frankly, he didn’t even notice until you asked him if he liked it or not. You don’t get a response, only a boy in front of you who was besmirched with hues of pink on his cheeks. Just when he thought this couldn’t get any more adorable, his eyes landed on your smile and that was all it took for his brain to stop functioning. He pulled you into a hug, hiding his mess of a face into the crook of your neck and muffled, ‘I love it.’ 

Kenma, Suna, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi, Kiyoomi

While he waits for you to finish, he removes the coloured pens he has stored neatly in his pencil case. After you’re done he hands them over to you and asks you to add colour to it if you’d like, to which you gladly accept. Truly, he just wants you to stay with him a bit longer so he’d hoped the coloured pens would work and what a relief it was when it did. He couldn't help but smile at how focused you were. 

Akaashi, Kita, Ushijima, Sugawara

He just keeps looking at every stroke you make, getting more invested by the second. After you’re done he just brings it closer to his face and examines it like a baby who just got a new toy. ‘It’s just my name’ you say. “It’s beautiful”, he replies. He’s all smiley the whole day and doesn’t hesitate to flaunt and talk about it if someone asks or points it out. Get’s clingier than usual and is extra careful he doesn’t get soap on it while washing his hands or taking a shower after practise.

Iwaizumi, Daichi, Osamu, Kita, Akaashi, Kageyama

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Melancholy (A Leviathan x GN MC Fanfic)

I guess you could say I use a lot of personal experience when I write. If I get sad, I’ll write something sad. Lock me in my room and I’ll probably write something about my lamp. I hope you can at least get something out of my occasional literary catharsis. Also, communication is important. Always ask for help if you need to, there’s never any shame in doing so.

Warning: Themes of Depression, Angst

Melancholy: A feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.

Levi could barely manage his own mood sometimes, so never once did he think that he’d end up having to help someone else with their own. Under normal circumstances, he’d never considered getting involved. All his brothers knew that he was probably the least equipped to deal with their problems, physical or emotional. If they were concerned about completing a boss level or what anime to watch next, he had them covered, but sadness…? That was an Asmo problem or maybe a Beel. Don’t come to him.

But for the MC it was different… They seemed to gravitate to him since the day they first met, even though he tried to push them away. They liked him. They laughed at his dorky jokes and listened to his endless rambling. They would stay up late with him to play the latest game he just got or sit through his six-millionth re-watch of TSL with a smile on their face. He couldn’t quite place when it started to happen, but he felt himself getting slowly more attached to this peculiar human… He gradually started opening his world to them, and they didn’t seem to mind being a part of it. They were at ease with him and all his little eccentricities... It was a feeling of acceptance that he had always craved but was too afraid to seek. He wanted to be with them, hell, he probably even loved them.

So it hurt him in a special way to see them so sad… He couldn’t place why but some days, he’d just notice things were off about them. They wouldn’t laugh as much at his jokes or smile quite as wide when he launched into another one of his rants. He could see them trying. The corners of their mouth would raise briefly, but then drop like they were weighted by cement. Their eyes wouldn’t sparkle like they used to, they’d just stay flat, static… muted. Like something about them had decided to withdraw from the world, hiding away in a place he just couldn’t quite get to… He’d ask them what was wrong, but they never had a good answer for him. Most of the time, they wouldn’t even admit there was a problem. They’d put on that fragile smile and say everything was alright… Did they think he was blind? Sure, Levi knew he wasn’t the most well-versed in people’s emotions, but even he could point to sadness when he saw it. Especially in someone that he cared about so much… 

In truth, he had been paying close attention to them for months now. With the same level of detail as he would his favorite character in a show or a voice actor who’s work he admired. He knew things about them that they may not have known about themselves… Their favorite foods and colors, how they stood and how they walked, the little habits they hung onto from the human world, and all the faces they’d make when no one else is watching... He knew it all as well as he knew any game he’s ever played, and why wouldn’t he? He was their biggest fan.

He tried using all that knowledge to cheer them up. As far as he was concerned, getting them to feel better was his new mission objective. Even his brothers took notice of his dedication to it. More deliveries started showing up at the House filled with very… not-Levi things for once. At one point, he had a rather irritated Lucifer knocking on his door to ask why there were twenty pounds worth flowers all piled in the entryway. He explained it away as him hitting the wrong option on accident, but in all honesty, it was because he ordered them flowers but just couldn’t decide which color or style would have been the best for a bouquet... So he bought them all.

They would always accept his gifts, and he could tell they liked them, but it never seemed to fix the problem... No matter what he bought them, there would still be those days where they looked just too forlorn to smile… It made his heart ache, and he wished that he could be good with people like Asmo or just put people at ease like Beel… Even Mammon was better at getting people to smile than he was… He wanted to help so badly, but every time he built up the courage to ask them about it, they’d never tell him what the problem was… 

Slowly, he began to worry if it was him, like maybe he had done something wrong one day… That had to be it right…? He was a shut-in, he’s never really had to deal with people before… The fear, guilt, and frustration gradually ate at his mind for weeks while he scoured his memories for every little mistake he could have made... Did he miss an important date? Had he forgotten to call them back for something? Did he ignore them by accident one day? With every anxious thought, there was a pressure building inside him… He was growing convinced that MC was upset because of something he had done, but he didn’t want them to leave… not after he’d finally felt so understood. It was only a matter of time before his racing thoughts slipped over…

When they knocked on his door that day, he knew they weren’t in the best mood before they even walked in. Their hand hit his door softer than usual, tentative with a longer pause between strikes. He had half a mind to tell them that he was too busy to hang out that day, having to look at their woeful expression just hurt him that much... But he knew he couldn’t refuse them even if he wanted to. His lovesick heart could never turn them away…

His suspicions were proved true when they stepped in to say hello. They had that same weak smile… the dullness of their eyes almost refusing to reflect the cool, blue glow of his aquarium wall. What did they want from him…? Were they trying to rub something in? He was to busy digging through his mind for their motives to notice that they had crossed the room to stand next to his computer chair. At least not until they gently tapped his shoulder. The concerned look in their eye was enough to stop his heart, he would have leapt from his chair had they not been blocking the way.

“Levi…? Are you okay? I said hello…” There they were, clearly drowning in their own sorrow, yet they were still concerned for him of all people? The guy who couldn’t even make them smile...? His brain short-circuited for a moment, and his next words flew out without his say-so.

“I’m s-sorry!!” He watched them pause before their brow furrowed in confusion, probably because he had just shouted in their face... He suddenly wished he could shrink down and hide in Henry’s fishbowl… This is why he doesn’t deal with people...

“Sorry…? About what…?” His eyes flicked frantically around the room while he tried to form some kind of exit strategy, but there wasn’t much he could do. There really was no turning back now, was there…?   He was finally going to have to say something… Demons don’t pray, but he could feel himself begging for someone, anyone, to make this go well…

“A-about well… You’ve been sad a lot lately and I uh… I know I didn’t remember to get you that limited edition Hinata figurine from the last convention we went to… Or that you had a test to study for a few weeks ago when I tried to get you to play Devil’s Haven with me… I also didn’t notice your last haircut until an hour after I saw you and I accidentally ate your pudding cup from Madame Scream’s and blamed it on Beel-”

“Levi…”

“-I know I should have gotten the red camellias instead of the pink on that last batch of flowers. I saw the balance was off-”

“Levi.”

“-but I thought it’d be okay. Oh, and I’m sorry I hit you with that body pillow last week! I was aiming for Mammon, I sw-”

“Leviathan!” They had to put their finger over his mouth to keep him from rambling on. His face flushed almost immediately, in part due to embarrassment but also because of their proximity. The MC’s face had softened considerably, but he could still see the lingering sadness over their features… Had he not said enough…?

“You… You actually think that it’s your fault that I’m like this…?” They took their finger back and looked at him expectantly. Levi swallowed a growing lump in his throat and nodded hesitantly. He didn’t trust himself not to launch into another self-conscious tirade if he tried opening his mouth again… It felt like a stab to the chest when he saw their expression dip farther into despair.

“It’s not your fault, Levi… I just…” They drew in a deep breath and let it out as a sullen sigh, avoiding his eyes. “I just get sad sometimes… It’s a passing mood swing. I can’t really control it, and it doesn’t always have a reason… You’ve actually been helping me, though.” Levi’s amber-toned eyes widened like saucers, he could barely believe his ears. Was this a dream, or had they just told him that he actually helped them with something…? 

“I have…??” The dumbstruck look on his face must have been pretty amusing because they actually graced him with their smile, full and authentic with no hidden melancholy.

“Yes, you dork! You have.” The light from his aquarium finally touched their eyes, dancing in amongst the natural sparkle that always accompanied their gaze. “That’s why I always keep coming here… Your jokes, your gifts… just how excited you get when you see something you love… it... It all helps. It really does…” A pang of guilt seemed to hit them as they turned away from him again, shrinking back from his presence.

“I’m so sorry I never said anything to you… I must have been showing up at your door sadder and sadder each time… No wonder you thought you were behind it…” They averted his stunned gaze by watching the jellyfish float behind his wall. “You must have felt awful… I hope you can forgive me…” The genuine remorse in their voice sent his mind into an anxious panic. He wanted, no, needed to do something now. He just couldn’t bear one more minute of their sadness…

“N-no it’s fine!” They turned back toward him in shock when his hands grasped at the hem of their shirt, his sitting form straining to try and coax their standing one closer. He just didn’t want them to pull away again… “I’m not mad or anything, I just… wish you would talk to me, you know? I want to help…”

They were silent for a few moments, eyeing him with mixed emotions and darkened cheeks, but soon let him pull them in. He rested his head on their stomach while his arms glued to their waist. It may not have been the most conventional position, but it was one where they were close, so frankly, Levi could care less. He felt them settle into it slowly, resting an arm around his shoulders while their fingers combed softly through his hair. The feeling almost made him shiver, but he didn’t want to ruin the mood.

After several long minutes locked in tranquility, he found that he just had to ask…

“MC… Is this helping…?” His heart skipped a beat when he finally heard their laugh once more, soft and charming as it always was…

“Yes, Levi… You always do…”

[bunnyywritings]

Hii I was wondering if you could do an Asahi x bubbly reader? I don't really have a prompt in mind but I just like the contrast of his shyness with an extroverted, loud MC

sunshine incarnate

asahi azumane x gn!reader

[a/n: thank you for the request, my lovely anon 🥰️ this is the first asahi request that I‘ve received and it’s absolutely adorable ✨ I made this into a mini scenario so I hope you don’t mind, please enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy-`ღ´-]

 To say that he was nervous was a complete understatement. This upcoming match was terrifying him so much. He was shaky the entirety of warming up.

“Hey, you okay?” Daichi patted his back.

“Uh w-well I’m-I’m just nervous...I guess.” He confessed, scratching the back of his neck. His sheepish behavior made the captain chuckle.

“Ahh don’t worry. You’ll be fine.”

He wished that would ease his nerves but it honestly didn’t. He was spending so much time in his own head, he was startled by the starting whistle. He jogged over to the line up and greeted their opponents. He was tossed the ball and went behind the back line. He was serving. He bounced the ball a few times, releasing a shaky breath as he did. The court was very tense and silent...that was until-

“GO ASAHI!! YOU CAN DO IT!!” A furious blush stained his cheeks at the sound of your energetic cheering. When he tuned to you, you had the biggest grin on your face. You were wearing his spare jersey that was far too big for you, clearly engulfing your torso. He felt himself fill with warmth and pride, seeing you cheer for him in the stands. Kiyoko giggled at your antics from beside a grinning Ukai. Daichi and Suga also chuckled before turning to him.

“Well, you heard ‘em. You got this.”

Once the start whistle blew, he made a service ace. He actually made their first 4 points from pure service aces before someone was finally able to receive the ball. You watched from the stands, cheering whenever Karasuno made a point and being loud enough to cheer them up when they missed one.

They ended up winning both sets easily.

Once the final whistle was blown and they thanked their opponents you zoomed out of the stands and onto the court.

“ASAHI!” He turned when you heard your shout, watching as you ran towards him with wide open arms. He caught you in a hug and lifted you so you could wrap yourself around him like a koala.

“You did such a good job, honey.” He blushed at your praise and hugged you to him. You leaned back a bit and held his face in your hands. “I’m so proud of you.” You tenderly ran your thumb over his cheekbone before leaning down and pressing kisses all over his face. This always flustered him so much, especially when you did it in front of his entire team AND coach. Once he let you down, you went to congratulate everyone else. Giving Tanaka a noogie, Suga a double high five, Hinata and Kageyama got soft head pats etc...

He loved that you were so excitable, it reminded him of a golden retriever puppy. Your bubbly personality never failing to lift everyone’s spirits.

“You looked so good out there Asahi.” he quietly thanked you for the compliment. “Plus, your thighs looked extra yummy in those little shorts of yours.”

“(Y-Y/N) you c-can’t just say t-things like that.” Nishinoya snickered at his friends flustered state.

“But it’s true Asahi, you must be doing some extra work outs, right?” he got even more flushed as Nishinoya played along with you.

He was glad that you got along with his friends, he found it endearing to see you running around with Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Hinata, screaming and playing around in the gym before practice. You were his good luck charm. He always felt like he was just better in general when you were around.

The dynamic between the two of you was quite hilarious. He was a gentle giant and you were an energetic little gremlin. He appreciated the playfulness, no matter the situation.

Literally any.

You were on his lap while the two of you make out in his room, both of you lip locked in a heated kiss. His hands were roaming your sides while yours entangled in his luscious locks that had been pulled out of their usual bun a while ago when you pulled away for some good old oxygen but as you pulled away, you nipped at his bottom lip and tugged it just a little. He chuckled.

“I love you.” he rested his forehead against yours, making you bite your lip as you looked into his eyes.

“I love you too...” You leaned forward, but instead of meeting his lips, you had gently pushed him down against the bed before smothering him in kisses. This caused him to have a fit of giggles as you left little butterfly soft kissed all over.

You were his sunshine and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

[heavyns]

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reminder : all of these works are fictional ; anything nsfw are with aged-up characters ; none of these are canon ; my yandere works should not be condoned in real life.

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