#hibiki cloud

[kanamesengoku]

Nanairo Monster

   ▹ Shikakado Raiu (CV: Shibata Ivan)    ▹ Todo Kasumi (CV: Toriumi Kōsuke)    ▹ Hibiki Cloud (CV: Fukuyama Jun)

[flauntingdante]

CLOUD HIBIKI

[actuallysaiyan]

sticky situation~

warnings: smut, creampies, mentions of cum, overstimulation, multiple fandom, hickies, slight subspace, Agedup! characters

a/n: this is just a fun little thing I wanted to try out. Also the art isn't mine, but where do people find those sexy manga panels? I don't want anything too suggestive, but it would be nice for a multifandom post like this. There will be a part 2. I wanna tag @beneathstarryskies for helping me with this one.

fandoms: Naruto, DBZ, JJK, Castlevania, DMC, Demon Slayer, FF7/Crisis Core, Ranma 1/2, Chainsaw man

His lips are on your neck, nipping at the tender flesh there. He intends to leave a mark on you, But he finds himself faltering as the way your walls flutter around him for the umpteenth time sends him close to another mind blowing orgasm. He whines, a sound not uncommon to grace your ears. It makes you moan in response, and your walls clench around him again. Another nip at your neck, and this time he sinks his teeth in a little more to try to ground himself.

“S’too good,” he lets out between breaths. “Stop it,”

You giggle again, and he swears he’s fucking the devil right now. You’re too damn fucking sexy for your own good, and you make him go crazy whenever you fuck like this. It’s been a few hours and the bed is definitely wet and sticky with your mixed juices. How you haven’t been completely fucked out this whole time is a mystery to him. He’s just not able to really hold on for long periods of time, and he just keeps cumming in your pussy.

Your labia is all puffy and red, and you’re absolutely leaking his seed. It started as a slow dribble, coating his red cock, and then it smears all over your labia and his pelvic area. It’s so sticky and wet, and only adding to the lust and arousal you both are feeling right now. Strings of your mixed juices keep you connected, stretching slightly with every shaky thrust he takes.

“Y’gonna make me cum,” he whines once more, and you know he isn’t lying.

“Cum for me, my sweet baby.”

Your voice is so mocking, and he rolls his eyes back in pleasure. It’s too much for him to take at this point. Another pitiful mewl falls from his lips, and his hips begin snapping harder and faster as the pleasure begins to build. His pace only gets harder and faster, and those pitiful noises he makes just add to the ferality of this situation. Your walls clench around him purposefully, making him cry out.

“Fuck yes! I’m cumming! Oh fuck, I’m cumming!”

Shot after shot of hot, sticky cum pumps into your cunt, rendering it into an even bigger mess than before. You cling to him, and you moan along with him. It’s all just making his brain melt, and after he comes down from his high, he slumps against you and takes one of your nipples into his mouth for comfort and grounding.

“What a good boy you are,” you praise him, and it makes him blush. A soft huff falls from his lip, but he doesn’t move from his position.

Finally, you managed to get him overstimulated.

dante, nero, alucard, hector, kyojuro, giyu, tanjiro, inosuke, zenitsu, naruto, itachi, gohan, zack, cloud, megumi, denji, ryoga

[pinktrouble]

Hi-DRIVERS

[tiliona]

[gncbangs]

Hi-Drivers sketches

[akatsukiskicks]

Happy Birthday Cloud !!   「04/01」

[pupmusebox]

Tag dump 1/?

{ Silver One Winged Angel - Sephiroth } { Spiky Chocobo Swordsman - Cloud Strife } { The Fluffy Pup - Zack Fair } { Red Fox Birb - Genesis Rhapsodos } { Silver Angel of Spellcasting - Kuja } { Cheerful Wings - Togekiss/Hibiki } { Dual Blade Swordsman - Gallade/Shinobu } { Collector of Fabrics and Disguise Master - Mimikyu/Tabb } { Fiery Lion - Keith Kogane } { Artful Fox Painter - Yusuke Kitagawa } { Gentle Hearted and Adventurous Trainer - Ethan } { Quiet and Lone Trainer - Silver } { Mysterious and Quiet Trainer - Red } { Hot Blooded Clan Leader - Adaman } { Rebellious Trickster and Wildcard - Akira Kurusu/Joker } { Artful Fox Painter - Yusuke Kitagawa } { Feathered Agent of Death - Ryoji Mochizuki } { Quiet Wildcard User - Makoto Yuki } { Unwavering Kind Heart of a Master - Ritsuka Fujimaru } { Radiant Sun King and Pharaoh - Ozymandias } { Golden King of Heroes - Gilgamesh } { Wise Sage of a King - Caster Gil } { Young King of Heroes - Proto Gil } { Child King of Heroes - Kid Gil } { Master of Strings - Orpheus }

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Ranma ½ [1992]

[celestial-fairy-girl]

I'll never write it, but it's been on my mind for years and Ive seen a few posts talking about how everyone and their mothers have had a crush on Lucy at some point so -- here! My '"I Love Lucy" Club' fic-idea

Cana started the club on accident when she and Gray were talking and they both mentioned their respective crushes on the blonde.

She laughed and said they should start a club when they noticed how Natsu seemed to hang off the girl and the way Erza would blush when Lucy complimented her

It didn't actually become a club until Loke became Lucy's spirit and told Gray the other spirits fascination with the girl

The first meeting involved Cana, Gray, Erza, Loke, Virgo, Taurus (tho he was never invited to another session), Levy, and (surprisingly, but maybe not) Happy

Happy and Levy realized VERY quickly that they were the only ones in the group to not have an actual crush on the blonde, though their love for her allowed them to stay in the club

Natsu was NOT invited, because he'd blab the whole thing to Lucy unprompted

Hibiki came to a few meetings after the whole Nirvana incident

It was a shock to all the members when people Lucy fought started coming to the meetings as well

First was Mary of the Legion Platoon; Dan trailing behind with hearts in his eyes

Dan just gushed about his beloved "Lulu Pie" and how they'd get married someday

Happy laughed and wished him good luck

Flare, after the GMG's, was spotted in the distance a few times, nodding along whenever she agreed with someone about "Blondie"

She fully joined after the sun-village arc

Gray actually slowly left the group after Juvia joined the guild. He said that he'll always love Lucy like a sister, but he realized that's as far as his feelings went

Plus, if Juvia heard he was in an "I Love Lucy" club, she'd kill the poor girl

Brandish just showed up one day. She and Cana had a stare down and began trying to one-up the other

"Well I've bathed with Lucy!" "So have I!" "I can touch her boobs whenever I please!" "I enlarged them for my own benefit!"

They both, respectively, ended their little tiff when they agreed her hair was as soft as the clouds in the sky

Natsu accidentally stumbled into a meeting when he was trying to find Lucy at the guild

When Cana told him what the club was, Natsu was confused at first

"Uh, yeah? Everyone who meets Lucy loves her. I mean, how could you not? She radiates positivity and warmth and her smile's as bright as the stars at night and she's so soft and squishy and when she sleeps she has this little tiny smile that you really need to concentrate on to see but when you do it's easy to notice how at peace she is in her dreams and-"

They just let him ramble that whole meeting

Brandish took notes

After that Natsu was officially invited to join the club, which he agreed whole-heartedly

They made him sign a waiver saying that if he spoke of the club to Lucy, they'd sic Erza on him. And he was NOt allowed to fight back

So yeah! There's that. (and the way the fic was supposed to work was through the meeting journal that Levy wrote. So like different entries)

Also, just to add on: I have this headcanon that if Natsu overhears someone talking about Lucy he has to butt in and give his two cents. Usually it ends in him info-dumping personal things about her. Half the guild now knows Lucy once only shaved one leg in the bath because she nicked herself real good. Had to wear pants until her next bath

[spacecow2455]

After rewatching AXZ I had a better understanding why when Hibiki learns that it’s going to rain on Kirika’s birthday her immediate reaction is “I’m going to punch the clouds”

[wildflower-otome]

[Translation] 9 R.I.P. - Hibiki - Heavenly End After Story

Source: 9 R.I.P. Stella Set Special Bonus Booklet Note: Major Spoilers for Hibiki's Heavenly End below.

Double Life - Hibiki Heavenly End After Story

The lingering attachment that had first bound me to this world having disappeared, I was now confronting an entirely new one.

After school at Narimigahama High, inside the mirror—

‘By the way, since it’s the weekend tomorrow, you’ll be free to come to the school, right?’

Even on weekends, so long as the school was open, Misa would come here. It was what she usually did, which was why I had asked but-.....

Her facial expression clouded over, startling me.

‘I’m sorry.  There’s a tour at a vocational school I want to go to tomorrow.....and it finishes in the early evening. By the time I get back to Narimigahama on the train, it’ll already be 5 or 6pm and the school will already be closed—I don’t think I’ll be able to make it.’

‘Ah.....Is that, so..........’

She had told me about going on school tours some time ago, but I hadn’t thought there would be one tomorrow.....

This might be the first day we weren’t able to see one another. Still, it was only just one day, so-.

‘Also, the day after that, on Sunday, my family and I will be visiting my mother’s parents’ house.....So I won’t be able to see you this weekend. I’m sorry.’

‘....................’

I was in such shock I was at a loss for words.

Perhaps I was being dramatic, but this was a big deal to me.

Right now, I remained in this world because of my attachment to her. Maybe that was the reason not being able to see her was harder on me than anything else, there was a tight feeling in my chest.

‘.....It can’t be helped. I know that you’ve got your own life to live, Misa.’

That was what I said, but inside my chest, anxiety was building.

.....Perhaps things like this might keep happening. She was a student right now, and because she was a pupil at this school she could easily come here, but when she graduated, what if that meant we would see each other even less.....Even if the mirror world was moved elsewhere, if her lifestyle continued to change, and we grew apart.....

‘Hibiki, are you alright?’

Looking at me as if worried, Misa took my hand.

Reflexively, I shook it away.

‘-’

‘Ah, I-.....I’m sorry! Um, just now was.....’

I didn’t want her to read my heart. If she were to touch me, the feelings that I was hiding would be revealed to her.

My shameful and deeply.....deeply jealous heart—

Seeing that I remained silent, without saying a word, she simply stared at me.

Even though we weren’t touching, it felt like she was seeing right through me, making me feel restless.

Something, I had to say something.....

‘.....I was just startled when you touched me all of a sudden.’

‘Really?’

A piercing pain ran through me, and I couldn’t look Misa directly in the eye.

I wanted to support her with her future plans. I wished for her happiness, and I loved her to the point of wanting to make her happy myself.

So, whatever I could do for her—meeting with her and talking to her like now, thinking things through together when she was having problems, I wanted to be of help to her.

But, when Misa left this mirror, I would disappear from her eyes. I was unable to interfere in her world.

For an instant, for the very first time, Misa felt far away.

‘Hibiki.....?’

.....Ah, I wanted Misa’s future. I wanted her life. If I only I could have everything that belonged to Misa.....

—If only she would hurry up and die—

‘Hibiki!’

When Misa grabbed my shoulders, I started.

‘Ah-.....’

.....What terrible thing to-....

‘Please tell me what you were thinking about just now.’

Before I realized it, her hand was touching my cheek.

‘-! Stop-!’

I quickly knocked her hand away, but it seemed as if I were already too late.

‘.....So that’s what it was.’

.....It was all over. She would surely despise me for wishing for the death of the person I loved.

Nonetheless, contrary to my expectations, Misa gently embraced me.

‘I don’t plan on dying of my own volition but.....whenever I think of the fact that I’ll be able to be with you forever after my death, dying doesn't scare me.’

‘-.....’

‘I love you, Hibiki. It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever loved anyone this much.’

The black emotions from just a moment ago disappearing, my heart was being purified.....

Wrapping my arms around her back, I hugged her as tightly as I could without hurting her.

‘I love you too. I could go berserk from how crazy in love with you I am.’

Misa giggled at hearing what I said.

.....I had completely forgotten. She was just as crazy as me.

‘Hibiki, don’t brush my hand away anymore, alright? Please. It makes me sad.’

‘.....That’s right. From now on, I’ll be honest with you. I won’t be scared to tell you how I feel directly....’

Loosening my hold on her, I gazed at her face, then softly pressed my lips against hers.

With all the emotion I had in me, I kissed her.

—Thank you for accepting me as I am. I love you.

[yanderecrazysie]

Entrance (Yandere Fan! Tsukishima)

Requested on my Quotev.

When I say that I love Yandere Fan x Famous Reader stories, I am absolutely not joking- I just freaking LOVE these stories!!! The most likely victim of a yandere would be someone in the public eye because these people are already put on pedestals and treated like gods. I’m so excited to write this asdfgfhfgsdfsad sorry for how late this is, but finally got inspiration AHH!

If you doubt me, go to a boyband concert and look around at some of the girls in the crowd and THEN tell me that not a single one of them would consider murder for their favorite band member.

Also, the way Tsukishima finds Reader’s location is based on a true story of how a psycho fan found and stalked a Japanese Pop Star named Hibiki Sato.

Title: Entrance

Pairings: Tsukishima x Popstar Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Swearing, Slight incel vibes, not Tsukki stealing you from Yams lmao

Summary: You’re different from your bandmates- from every other idol somehow. At least, you are to your biggest, most obsessed fanboy.

entrance

/verb/

fill (someone) with wonder and delight, holding their entire attention

“Tsukki!”

The blond male sitting at his laptop paused in his typing and sent an annoyed glance to his bedroom door, which had been suddenly flung open by his closest friend.

“Shut up, Yamaguchi. Did you forget how to knock?” Tsukishima’s snide comment didn’t do anything to put a damper on his friend’s grin- if anything, the freckle-faced boy beamed even brighter.

The scowling man didn’t bother to ask his companion why he was so happy- he knew he’d find out in a moment. Sure enough, Yamaguchi eagerly brandished a shiny square case, practically shoving it towards him in excitement.

Tsukishima adjusted his glasses and studied the object- a CD case depicting a J-Pop girls’ group. The three girls were attractive in a somewhat-cutesy way. They stood close together, pearly-white grins across their faces as they held up peace signs, each of them clad in a different, glittery, pastel-colored dress with matching ribbons weaved into their long hair. The background was a faded pinkish color and covered in different illustrations of candies and sweets. A bold, bright, and cutely scribbled font above the idols’ heads declared what Tsukishima assumed was either the group’s or the album’s name: Candy Cloud.

“What the hell is this?”

Yamaguchi’s face flushed in embarrassment as his eyes darted away, his smile fading into a wistful expression. Tsukishima felt a twinge of regret for putting a damper on his friend’s spirit but… seriously? What was he thinking, acting so excited over some stuck-up celebrities?

They were all the same. Soaking up the fame and praise like narcissistic sponges when all they cared about was the money and attention their admirers gave them. The personas they showed off to the public were all for show, puppeteered by some publicist who knew what their audience wanted to see and hear.

Female celebrities were the worst- always so desperate to stay basking in the limelight that they would sell their soul to the devil if it meant that no one would forget about them. They’d pump themselves full of Botox and silicone, sleep with the most popular celebrities, and pull asinine stunts if they ever felt like the public wasn’t keeping their eyes on them.

The smiles and laughs they forced in interviews made Tsukishima sick to his stomach. So painfully fake. It was fascinating to see how bad singers were with words and how bad actors were at acting when it came to donning the masks their fans wanted to see.

He’d heard enough stories about these “sweethearts” and “oh-so-genuine” celebrities acting like disgusting monsters the moment they thought no one important was watching. Infuriating divas that verbally abuse their staff, condescending assholes that believe they’re better than everyone else, backstabbing bitches that no one likes but will never say so…

And what do their fans do when this news comes out? Even when faced with undeniable facts, they’ll defend their idol to the death, becoming utter hypocrites and making fools out of themselves. Simping for girls who would probably never know they existed and wouldn’t care about them if they did.

It didn’t matter to Tsukishima what these girls Yamaguchi was fanboying over pretended to be- he had no doubts that they went back to being self-absorbed bitches the moment the camera stopped filming.

Why would Yamaguchi invest any amount of time and effort into girls that would never know of his existence nor appreciate any support he gave them? Why couldn’t he just focus on a girl in one of their university classes or something? Tsukishima could stomach his friend gushing over just about anyone, as long as they weren’t famous.

The friend in question was looking at Tsukishima sadly, disappointed in the response he was receiving as it dampened the positive mood he’d been in, “Sorry, Tsukki, I just… thought you’d like one of them. All three of them are really cool and one’s your type.”

Tsukishima snapped back immediately, “And I’m supposed to believe she’d want to date me or something? They’re just braindead celebrities.”

Yamaguchi wilted and nodded reluctantly, muttering another apology. He stood there awkwardly as Tsukishima resumed tapping away at his keyboard and finally let out a meek excuse to leave.

“Goodbye,” said Tsukishima, not at all sad to see him go. Yamaguchi returned the parting word softly and scurried off, likely to listen to his CD at home.

As the night dragged on, a nagging feeling tugged at Tsukishima’s mind, distracting him from his essay. Why does Yamaguchi think I’d like one of them? Which one of those three girls did he think I’d even like?

Before long, the boy found himself typing “Candy Cloud” into the search bar and scanning the results. Sure enough, Candy Cloud turned out to be the group’s album name, their actual group being a mashup of parts of the members’ names. The first girl wasn’t his type, nor was the one in the middle, but the last girl, (Y/n), was just his type.

She wasn’t like the other celebrities he’d watched interviews of- she was entirely herself without a hint of deception. She giggled over the awkward moments but never lied, only ever saying “I’m sorry, I can’t tell you that!” when asked a confidential question.

Her interests and values aligned with Tsukishima’s, to the point that he began to imagine that they agreed on everything. And, as one night turns to one day, turns to a week, to a month, and so on, he begins to delude himself into believing that you know who he is and already feel the way he’s beginning to feel.

Tsukishima no longer lets Yamaguchi come over.

He’s embarrassed, to a point, by how much you have taken over his living space. Your posters and pictures line his walls, your solos play on repeat, and he has every piece of merch, official or not.

Tsukishima studies the latest selfie you’d posted to your personal social media account. He grins. The name of the train station you’re at reflects in the iris and pupil of your big, beautiful eyes. It’s nearby. No more than a 15 minute drive and you’d mentioned “walking home” in the text portion of your post.

Soon enough, he’d be adding the best possible addition to his extensive collection.

You.

[reisakumaproducer]

Moonlight - A Wataru Hibiki x Reader Fic

Warning: This fic is a parody fic and not meant to be taken seriously. I do not recommend reading if you are looking for a serious Wataru x Reader fanfic.

Summary: You are going on your first date with Wataru Hibiki! As you spend time with Wataru, you can't help but worry that the brilliant idol might just be out of your reach. (Takes place during the ! era)

You fidget with a loose strand of your (h/c) hair as you stare out the window. Sunlight poured through the window, illuminating your living room and causing your face to glow brightly. Today was a very special day for you. Today was the day you would meet with Wataru Hibiki. 

Yumenosaki Academy was known for having weirdos and Wataru was no exception. You were just a humble student from the general course when you noticed the idol practicing on the rooftop. His loud voice and imposing stature captivated you, like a siren luring in a sailor. Wataru did not take notice of you at first. He was wrapped in the world of theater, reciting poems and lines that you recognized from your Shakespeare unit in English class. You felt your cheeks blush when he finally noticed you. As you spent time with the theatrical idol, you became close with him. Now you are on your first date with Wataru Hibiki.

It was six o’ clock, and Wataru had not shown up at your front door step yet. You sigh, realizing he probably abandoned you. Then suddenly you hear a loud noise coming from outside of your house. You rush outside, your (h/c) hair blowing furiously in the wind. The wind was coming from a blimp in the air.

“Ahahahahah!” you hear a gleeful laugh coming from the blimp. Your heart skips a beat as you recognize that laugh. “My beloved (y/n) ! It is I, your very own Hibiki Wataru!”

Wataru jumps from the blimp and lands on the ground. He stands up as though nothing happened to him, smiling at you with his hands on his hips. “Fufufu, you should check your right pocket! You will find a pleasant surprise in there from your very own idol! ☆”

You put your hand in your right pocket and pull out a bouquet of red spider lilies. “Oh Wataru! This is lovely. You shouldn’t have.” You smell the bouquet and smile at the pleasant aroma that floods your nostrils. Wataru plucks a flower from the bouquet and places it behind your ear. He bows. 

“Today is the day we embark on a new journey of love! Let us take the first step in this new chapter in our lives.”

A ladder from the blimp descends in front of you. You stifle your laugh, appreciating Wataru’s comedic timing. He takes your hand and guides you toward the ladder. He helps you climb up, your hands shaking as you slowly ascend into the air. Wataru notices your anxiety and sings a calming melody as you climb. You feel a tingling sensation on your cheeks as you realise he is looking out for you.

You get into Wataru’s blimp. He takes your hand and you follow him onto the couch. You both sit down, and he lets you lie on his shoulder as the blimp flies into the evening sky. You rest against his silky hair, letting it sift between your fingers. Wataru strokes your back as you do this, causing you to smile as you look into his lavender eyes.

“Your eyes are so beautiful. I can just swim into them for hours on end,” you tell him. You immediately feel a pang of embarrassment in your stomach. Swim in his eyes? Why would you say that! You don’t even know how to properly swim. Wataru chuckles, ignoring your flustered face.

“Your eyes are like the night sky itself! I can see the reflection in them, like the stars across the darkness. Even clowns can be enamored by your beauty.”

Your cheeks turn red. You lean in for a kiss when suddenly, you notice the lighting in the blimp starts to change. As the sun started to set, the moon started to peak from beneath the clouds, casting its milky rays through the blimp’s window. Wataru’s hair started to glow. It was like it was the moon itself, illuminating the darkness of the blimp. You wanted to play with it again. You want to feel his soft strands brush against your fingertips. Yet Wataru was like the moonlight. No matter how much you wanted to bask in it and have it shine down upon you, you could never have it in your possession. You cannot grab onto moonlight, just like how Wataru’s hair would sift through your fingers if you tried to grab onto it. The moon can comfort you with its light while all you can do is admire it from afar. 

Tears roll down your cheek at this realization. Wataru notices your tears and shakes his head. He uses a strand of his sentient hair to wipe your cheeks. His hair feels soft against your delicate skin.

“Do not cry, my dear (y/n). It is a clown’s job to entertain, and a clown is doing a poor job if their audience is drowning in tears,” Wataru quietly whispers. “Your face is very beautiful in the moonlight.”

Your tears dry. You realize you can reach the moon, even if it feels far away.

Wataru stops the blimp over a forest. He helps you descend the rope ladder. You find yourself in a clearing surrounded by tall pine trees and a pond. There is a wooden arch bridge over the pond and a willow tree casting its leaves over the water. You feel a cool breeze flutter through the area. You take Wataru’s hand, his firm fingers interlocking with yours.

Wataru leads you onto the bridge. Its wooden surface creaks with each step you take. You both admire the moon shining into the water below. You lean against Wataru’s shoulder. 

“Wataru, I’ve been meaning to show you something,” You tell him.

“Fufufu, it is my turn to be surprised! What are you planning on showing me, (y/n)?”

“I have been practicing a poem to recite to you. I want to get better at acting. Would you like to hear it?”

Wataru nods his head. You take a deep breath and recite your love poem for him.

“Oh Wataru my dearest,

You are the fairest.

You are like the Sans 

to my Nagito who dances

With glee with his love

Who fits him like a glove.

Oh Wataru my moon,

You make me swoon

I love you.”

You deliver the poem in a completely monotone voice. Wataru claps his hands and sheds a few tears.

“Amazing! The purest of words from your heart have been delivered. I wish I could return them but atlas, I am not good at acting without a script.”

Wataru then kneels down in front of you and retrieves his mask from his back pocket, as though he was proposing to you. This is the purest form of Wataru’s love for you. You reach out to touch the mask, when suddenly you hear a loud crack.

The wooden boards of the bridge break and you fall into the pond. Wataru uses his sentient hair to reach for you. You grab onto his strands, but his hair sifts through your fingers. You become drenched in the cold pond waters. The moonlight shines above you as you desperately try to tread the water.

[velvetedparadise]

Hi all! I’d like to post the first chapter of my Ensemble Stars AU Fanfic here! It’s called “An Eccentric Fantasy”, and it’s mainly Switch focused! Here is Chapter 1!

Chapter 1: “A Realm of Magic”

Word Count: 1.7k

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Hey, have you heard?

There is a story of wonder that exists, circulating around this world. In today's tale of mystery, I shall share with you the story of the Five Eccentrics.

Once long ago, in a land of mythical creatures and wondrous magic, there existed 5 extraordinary beings, capable of performing incredible feats, thought to have vanished centuries ago. From each corner of the land, the king had dubbed them the Five Eccentrics. Their magical capabilities, together, would benefit the entire kingdom for eternity.

Wataru Hibiki, a master of magic and performer of the whimsical. His power brought smiles to the faces of all those who met him. Kanata Shinkai, a mermaid with a voice as beautiful as the seas he was born from. With a melody so lovely, he could heal and enchant those around him, his prowess immense. Rei Sakuma, a vampire and protector of those who lost their way in the abyss of twilight. His wisdom and desire to keep the people he cared about safe extended to the world that had granted him freedom from his title of "monster". Shu Itsuki, a sorcerer and master of the arts. His craft was so extraordinary it was renown across the kingdom, inspiring those to follow in his wake. And the littlest of the Five Eccentrics, Natsume Sakasaki, an aspiring wizard who loved nothing more than to practice his magic and bring happiness to the ones he loved.

Each Eccentric carried an artifact that held their power. Together, these artifacts protected the land the king ruled over, allowing the corners of the world and the human lands to prosper for much time.

However, the king's advisor saw a darkness in the power the Eccentrics held. He warned the king they could turn on them and control the world, but the king dismissed his musings as a simple paranoia. Enraged by his king's words, the advisor took it upon himself to destroy the Eccentrics, as well as their artifacts, and save the kingdom. In doing so, he turned to dark magic from a forbidden tome beneath the castle's halls. As he flipped through each page, his mind became corrupted, and a desire to destroy consumed him from the ancient magic once sealed away.

The kingdom was thrown into chaos. The once loyal advisor began to destroy the land. Before him on his path of conquest, however, stood the Five Eccentrics. With their magic, they tried to destroy the evil before them, but alas... it's power was too great. The Eccentrics had lost, and all hope seemed gone. But fate was not cruel to those who believed in what was right. With his power, Wataru, the strongest of the Five, sacrificed himself and took upon the worst of the curses dispelled unto them, as he temporarily sealed the sorcerer away. With this curse, however, he could not stay within the forest. With the evil gone for now, four of the Eccentrics agreed to split up, keeping their artifacts safe until the time to use them again was needed. As for little Natsume, Wataru erased the memories of pain the child had felt and kept the burden for himself. To his fellow Eccentrics, he said this;

"When the time comes for him to see the world, invite him and his allies to your abodes with open arms. He is but a budding child, one with much potential. He shall surely save us all."

With this in mind, they split. And the littlest Eccentric was left behind, his destiny written in the stars.

~

Natsume closed the scroll he had been reading and sighed softly. He looked out the window and saw several storm clouds rolling in.

"MaN... today's weather is gonna be bAD. I guess I don't have much to do besides clEAN."

The wizard got up from his reading nook and leapt down to the first floor. Natsume was a lean boy, who stood at around 5'7 and had medium length red hair. Some of his hair, however, was streaked white, the undersides taking the same color. His eyes shone like amber gemstones. He wore a large, white, pointed hat and a white robe. Beneath this, he also wore a black vest and a red belt, along with black pants and white, pointed boots. His hands were covered by leathery, fingerless gloves, and strung along his belt were several potions.

"AbracadabRA, magic inFUSE!" he chanted to his cleaning supplies, "begin cleaning this home from top to botTOM, ensure that no spot remains unTOUCHED."

The supplies floated upwards and instantly got to work. Natsume walked outside and pointed a finger towards the treetops.

"Master... every dAY, I think of how lonely it must be for hIM..."

Natsume's Master, Hibiki Wataru, had seemingly vanished. His only memory of him was a distant voice relaying a message.

Little Natsume... when the time comes when you are needed, seek me out upon the tallest mountain.

What could those words have meant? It was only a year ago when he remembered those words. Now he was 18, so surely he could go visit his Master. But what would he be needed for?

Natsume sighs softly, flicking his finger and pulling down several loose branches. His house was built within a giant oak tree, decorated with magical lights and filled with many scrolls. A storm that blew past would surely knock loose branches down and break his windows.

Natsume placed a spell of protection over his vanilla plant and headed inside, closing the door and shutting his curtains. He lit several candles and set them to float around his home, providing him warmth and light to the dark space.

"I should probably take a nap right nOW," Natsume mused, "the weather won't let up any time soON; that's for suRE." Natsume curled up on his bed and yawned, tossing his hat aside. He rested his head against his pillow and gently drifted off to sleep as a gentle rain fell outside.

~

"Natsume... Natsume~"

Natsume's eyes shot open as he sat up and looked around. Everywhere his gaze fell, it was pure white. He looked down at his hands and sighed.

I'm dreamING, he thought to himself. What is this plaCE?

"Natsume, look behind you~"

Natsume turned his gaze behind him and looked up, his mouth opening wide. A gigantic shadow, tall and imposing, suddenly stood behind him. He couldn't discern any facial features, but there was no doubt that right now, he was speaking with a giant in his dream.

"Who are yoU?!" Natsume asked, putting his guard up. The giant simply chuckled, extending a hand.

"Be not afraid, little wizard," the voice answered. "I come with a message~"

"A message from whO?"

"Fufufu~ that is not important," the voice answers. "Do you recall what your Master said to you that long time ago?"

Natsume paused. "How do you know about my Master?"

"I see everything, little wizard. I must say, you're rather entertaining, with the way you fling amateur spells about~"

Natsume's face goes red with embarrassment. "W-weLL, what do YOU waNT?"

The giant bends down and swirls his hands together. "Atop the tallest mountain, you will find a patch of clouds, strewn together. Embark upon a journey to reach the peak, and call out for your Master. You are needed."

Natsume freezes. "I am... needED?"

The giant's shadow suddenly begins to fade. Natsume gasps, then reaches his hand out. "W-waIT! Don't leave without helping me moRE! STOP!!"

~

In that instant, Natsume's eyes shot open. He sat up in his bed, and just as he was gathering himself, he heard something pounding at the door.

"U-uhm... hello?! Is anyone home?! Please, I need shelter!!"

Natsume throws the covers off him and approaches his door. He peeps out the peephole and looks outside.

Soaked in water and covered in leaves, there stood a boy of a rather tall height, covered in a blue cloak. His hair was disgruntled and filled with debris, and his glasses were messily strewn over his eyes. He shivered as Natsume began to open the door.

GreAT. First, a stranger in my drEAM, now there's a stranger at my doOR.

As soon as Natsume opens the door, the boy enters face first, collapsing on the wooden floor. Natsume winces when he hears the thud, but bends down and helps him to sit up. The wizard bends down and looks the boy in the eyes.

"T-thank you!" the boy exclaims, "you're too kind! I-"

Natsume cuts him off by holding a finger to his forehead. "Who are yOU? Tell me everythING, and if you refuSE, I'll cast a sleep spell on you and throw you back out into the raIN."

The boy yelps and throws his cloak off. Natsume is taken aback by his appearance for a moment as he collapses. The wizard takes note of several of his features; for one, the boy had long, curly, and shaggy blue hair, navy as the night sky, with little azure streaks in it. His eyes were a shining yellow, and thick, black glasses framed his face. His outfit seemed simple, yet there was something on his finger.

A ring bearing the human kingdom's royal crEST...

The boy gasped for air and began to talk as fast as he could. "I'm Tsumugi Aoba! I was a prince for my kingdom, but we're under attack! There's an evil sorcerer on the loose again and only the Five Eccentrics can save us all! Please let me rest here and help me find them!!"

Natsume paused. "An evil sorcerer is on the looSE? And you came out to find the Five Eccentrics..."

The prince, named Tsumugi, nodded. "Please, help me find them! I have to get help! The entire kingdom is in danger! I-"

He paused. His eyes then suddenly widened when he saw Natsume's face.

"What is iT, prince bOY?"

Tsumugi suddenly gasped. "Ahh!! It's you! Natsume Sakasaki, the youngest of the Five Eccentrics!!"

[noa-de-cajou]

Day 14 : (Future) Boyfriend does my make-up

Kozma belongs to @thal-ent

This takes place in the AST!

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“Are you okay with showing me your face, Tritri?”

I nod.

“Okay, so… I’m going to need you to take the bag off.”

I do it. It’s a little scary.

It's my first time seeing Kozma face-to-face and not through a camera.

They're really pretty.

His face doesn’t show much. He doesn't comment on mine. I’m grateful for that.

“Okay. Is there a color you’d like?”

I stare blankly at the palettes. I have no idea what would suit me. And I trust him.

“Can… you pick? I promise… I’ll do it next time.”

“Yeah, it’s fine.”

He’s never making a big deal out of anything. He’s never looking at me weird. Never makes me feel like a bother. It’s nice.

I think Kozma is what you’d call a kind person. Like Mika, or Sora, or Jaako, or Kiseki.

They're all different types of kind.

“Close your eyes, please.”

I obey. I feel something on my eyelids. A brush. It’s a little weird. I stifle a laugh.

“Are you okay? You’re wriggling a lot.”

“T-Tickles!”

“Oh. Yeah, it might get you some time to get used to it. Try to keep your face relaxed.”

I do my best, I'm pretty sure I'm failing, but Kozma is being very patient with me.

He moves to apply something on my cheeks, then my lips. I've stopped jumping at every gesture he makes.

I guess I feel… Safe ? I feel safe.

I’m in his room and not mine, but we’re alone so it's okay. Hibiki said I needed to “get the fuck out of here sometimes”. So here I am. It’s only a few rooms away, does that qualify at “getting the fuck out”? I hope it does.

“I’m done. You can open your eyes. And your mouth.”

I do. Kozma stares at me. Does it look weird? He doesn't say anything. He just gets up and goes to uncover the mirror on the wall. I don’t know why he covers it. He's really pretty.

“You can go ahead and look. If you want.”

I approach the mirror. It’s been a really long time since I've looked at myself at all. My hair is a mess and it’s getting long, I should braid it sometimes.

Kozma put some purple around my eyes. There’s also something really shiny. It makes tiny shiny clouds if I blink really fast. And he put dark red on my lips. It’s a little weird, with the scars.

I look kind of…

I turn to Kozma.

“I’m… sorry. My face… scary.”

He blinks, but his eyes become soft.

“It’s not. You look good. Really.”

I smile a little, look back at myself.

“Thanks, Kozma. Can we… do it again? Sometime?”

Maybe if we do it enough, I'll find myself pretty one day. I’d like that.

“Sure. Whenever you want.”

I smile really wide. It hurts a little with my jaw and it feels weird with the lipstick but I don’t care.

I don’t know if I'm pretty. But I'm happy, for sure.