#i need someone to pat me on the back and call me pal

[canigohomenoow]

manifesting being in my promising scruffy young teen with a troubled backstory and a mouth on them who is on a mission and accidently finds an unwilling father figure but then you both secretly grow to like each other over the course of life or death situations era

[isattt]

Part 1 - Warning: Suicide mention.

Tags: Haunted house, anypov (?), yandere level: low. Theme: romance, spooky? (Not that much) Words: 1500 (~7 minutes)

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You stared at your phone, looking incredulously at the screen. The apartment was dirt cheap and thirty minutes from the university you attended. This really can’t be real... there had to be a catch, you knew that meant for sure there was something wrong with it, but as you eyed the price again, you just couldn’t bring yourself to let this opportunity pass, not after looking for so long.

When you first visited, the place appeared abandoned, with cobwebs and covered in a thin layer of dust. The landlord, a formal-looking man, reassured you that all appliances, despite the old appearance, were working perfectly.

“And well, if you need anything fixed, I will do it for you in a heartbeat, alright?” The man says, with a wide charming smile on his face, “Don’t be shy to come to me.” He says, patting away the dust from the top of the microwave.

You eyed the place, your eyes landing back to his. “If you don’t mind me asking... Why is it so cheap?” You ask, noticing the dust covered hoops with half made embroideries of delicate flowers, maybe someone old who passed away...? you think to yourself.

“Heh...” He says, with a humorlessly chuckle to himself, his smile quickly faltering “Well... a guy… he… you know...” He says with a slight tremble to his voice, rubbing his arm nervously “Sorry... It’s hard even thinking about it... I wish I could have done more...”

Your eyes widened slightly, quickly acknowledging what he was trying to say. You looked at him with a sympathetic gaze, taking his words in “Oh, I’m so sorry I… I didn’t realize.“  

“It’s alright, pal.” He says reassuringly, putting on a braver front. “I’m actually more worried about you now, you know? You alright with that?” He walks closer, carefully putting a hand on your shoulder. “Things like these make folks uncomfortable. I myself wouldn’t be able to do it.“

You stare at him, before looking away “Well... it’s pretty disturbing, obviously...-”, you say with a sigh “-but I really need it so...”

“I get you, I do,” He nods. “Hopefully, I can make you feel at home. Call my number if you need something, anything, alright? I really am not kidding,” He furrowed his brows, looking at the piles of hoops with a pensive look “So-” He suddenly clasps his hands together putting on a weaker smile than before “-when you move in it will be all cleaned up, I got you”

You mirrored his small smile with one of your own. “Thanks, Will.”

It’s been one week since you have moved in and you have settled in nicely. William did a good job cleaning everything. When you came back, it was almost like you stepped into a completely different place. Even the air of the place was new and lighter, even if still slightly cold.

Ever since then, nothing unusual has happened. You spend your days the same as any other day, just now in a smaller home than before.

Well, almost nothing unusual. The house was always chilly, making weird noises from time to time, and you often had nightmares about a tall man just standing at the foot of your bed, watching you sleep. But you would not let your paranoia drive you away from the best apartment you’ve found after almost a month of searching. Ghosts, demons, and such didn’t exist, after all. When the semester starts, it will be all worth it, you repeat to yourself, trying to find some solace in this situation.

Once you got home that evening after going out to buy your groceries, you noticed an odd recent addition to your wall, just by the entrance, a CO2 meter. Did William install it while you were gone? It was odd though, you never thought he would be the type of landlord to just enter your place uninvited. It was unlike him to invade your privacy.

You decide to take out your phone. Looking at the contacts, you send a quick message to him, trying to understand his intentions. Could it be something that was scheduled that I didn’t know about?  You thought to yourself as you typed your message, “Hey will, what’s up with the CO2 meter?” You hit send, putting your phone aside for a moment on the counter to unload your groceries.

“CO2 meter?” the screen lights up with his reply. You quickly pick your phone back up to reply, “The one you installed?” you furrow your brows, staring at his text with a confused look. Did he forget?  You keep staring at your screen, anxiously waiting for a reply... 

“I didn’t install a CO2 meter.”

“Is everything okay? Do you need me to come over??”

You suddenly feel the familiar cold from the apartment enveloping your body, making you shiver slightly. What could this even mean for you? Would someone really break inside your place only to put something like this and nothing else...? You for sure needed to take that thing down at least It might be a hidden camera or something.

“I don’t know, to be honest.” You reply to him.

“I looked at the cameras in the hallway for you, but I found nothing, pal.” He said, fixing his glasses on his nose with one hand.

William was sitting at your table, sipping on the cup of tea you had given him. He arrived not much later after your text, coming immediately to check on you. “It’s too damn bad I can’t be more helpful here. Even the cameras on the outside found nothing unusual.” He says, taking another sip of his tea.

You were leaning against the wall, staring at him while holding your own cup of tea, the warmth of the liquid providing you a sliver of comfort in this situation. “It’s okay... this is already better news than I expected,” you say as you shift your weight onto your other leg. “Maybe it was always there and, ugh, I don’t know, maybe I didn’t notice it before.” 

“Well... hah...” He brought the cup to his lips, hesitating before taking a drink of the hot liquid. “I noticed something though...” He continues, “It’s nothing horrible, I mean… It’s just... well, you can see for yourself” He lowered his cup to the table, bringing his phone out of his pocket.

You sit down in the chair by his side, dragging the chair closer to him. When your shoulders touch, William flinches slightly, but keeps the phone in place. You look between his eyes and the screen with a curious look.

The screen of his phone showed you the camera feed of your hallway. The timestamp showed it was around noon, a few hours before you found the CO2 meter on your wall. It was empty, no one coming or going. 

“Around here,” William said, forwarding the video. Nothing changed, still the same empty hallway. Before you could ask him what he had seen, the feed showed your door opening. No one came out, of course. You weren’t at home.

Then… the door closed by itself, the same way it had opened.

“What...” you muttered, staring at the screen with wide eyes. “But I locked the door...”

“I imagined you did.” He looks at you, an uncertain look on his face. “What do you think of setting cameras inside here? I could lend you one of mine.”

“Maybe...” you say, still shaken by what you had seen. You feel the chilly atmosphere of the house again, creeping up your spine. “I wasn’t so much worried about the meter anymore, but this is something else.”

He leans back against his chair, creating some distance between you two as he puts his phone away. “Look, I’m not trying to imply anything, but these sorts of things have been happening all the time. Folks come here, these things happen... they leave.”

He grabs the cup once again, running his finger over the rim of the cup. “I am not one to believe in ghosts, but…”

“If these things exist, at least the fella who is haunting you is the least dangerous ghost you could have, hm?” He says with a small smile, a wistful look on his face.

You raise an eyebrow at his statement, while he could be right, it’s hard to believe, given your circumstances “Well, he is still creeping me out, even if that’s the case...” You say harshly, suddenly feeling the cold air of the room leaving.

He nods understandingly “Mhm, I can understand,” he pauses, emptying his cup of now lukewarm tea and standing up to put the cup on the sink “I don’t know why, but it’s been a lot more active with you than with everyone else... when you sat close to me just now, I felt like someone was staring daggers at me! Hahaha!”

He finishes washing his own cup, walking to stand in front of you. “If you see him, tell him I miss his nerdy ass!” he says, grinning widely. “Let’s just install those cameras so you can sleep easy at night, alright?”

[shunin-gumis]

Netaro Initial SSR Story

Netaro's Soulmate Search, Group Date Edition (Part 2)

Momiji: It's finally the day of the group date!

Netaro: Oooh...! This place is crawling with unfamiliar humans. I am feeling quite stimulated!

Momiji: Netaro-kun is all hyped up too.

Momiji: We spent a lot of time practicing his conversational skills, and eventually he'd improved quite a bit!

Momiji: At least, I think.

~~~~~~(flashback start)

Akuta: Ohohohohoho, top o' the mornin' to ya Kotaro-san! I hope the weather is crazy good today too!

Netaro: Ohohohoho, indeed! The weather has been so pleasant lately that it has been quite easy to leave the laundry out to dry, yes!

~~~~~~(flashback end)

Momiji: ... I'm sure that counts as small talk, right? Yeah. Let's just put it that way.

Momiji: Oh, people have already split up and are sitting down at the tables that have been set up for the occasion...

Momiji: All that's left is to go for it...! Do your best, Netaro-kun!

~~~~~~

The gyaru sitting nearby: Hey hey~ Where'd you come from? I was born and raised right here in HAMA~

Netaro: I have arrived from a planet far beyond~ All for the sake of meeting you.

The gyaru sitting nearby: For reals? That's crazy~

The cheery guy sitting across: I gotta know, where'd you get those threads? The color is sick as hell dude.

Netaro: Right? Isn't it just so?

Momiji: Oh? Looks like it's going well? Maybe I don't have to worry after all...

Kind-looking man: Um, it's my first time attending a group date. It's kinda nerve-wracking huh?

Momiji: R-Right? It's my first time too. I accompanied a friend here today...

Momiji: This is feels kinda refreshing. It's a different kind of experience from when I deal with tourists.

Momiji: I see... this is one way to enjoy a group date I guess!

~~~~~~

Cheery guy Yamada: Thanks Netaro-kun, I'll call ya later~

Netaro: I shall wait eagerly, Yamada. For we are best pals now.

Netaro: Fufu, how was that, Doudou! Were you watching me? Did you see? I managed to hold a proper "conversation"!

Momiji: -Ah! I remember that store! How nostalgic~

Kind-looking man: I didn't think I'd get to meet someone who knew that place. I barely get the chance to talk about it...

Netaro: ...Hmph.

Netaro: Doudou.

Momiji: W-what's wrong!? Weren't you just having a conversation over there...?

Netaro: I... feel upset for some reason. I need you to look at me more.

Netaro: I managed to display the fruits of our training after all. Should you not be praising me by now?

Netaro: Go on, pat me. Praise me more~

Kind-looking man: Um...?

Momiji: This is bad, he looks confused...!

Netaro: Oh I see, you did not get to witness the results with your own eyes.

Netaro: Then I shall converse with you now! Doudou, what are your hobbies? Tell me, tell me~

Choice 1: But that would be missing the point.

Momiji: But that's not the point of this exercise, Netaro-kun. Netaro: Hm? Momiji: Netaro-kun, I want you to be able to find your Beatrice. That's why we came to this group date, so you could meet all kinds of people. Momiji: Right now, you should be talking to other people, not me, right? We'll talk more when we get back home. Netaro: ... Netaro: I see. Understood. Netaro: You. I apologize for intruding on your conversation suddenly. Kind-looking man: Oh, no, it's alright. Are the two of you friends...? Netaro: Indeed. You may call me Netaro Yowa. I am the 18th Ward Mayor of HAMA Tours!

Choice 2: My hobby is... traveling.

Momiji: My hobby... Well, I do love traveling. Momiji: Now that it's come to this, I should throw a topic to Netaro-kun. I'm sure he knows how to go with the flow now... Kind-looking man: Travel, huh. That's great, I really enjoy it too. Netaro: In that case, you should participate in one of our tours at "HAMA Tours". You will get a taste of hospitality that you have never experienced before.

Kind-looking man: Wait, you work at HAMA Tours!? Please do tell me more, I've been wanting to join a tour there since before!

Netaro: Ooh~ Why of course! I'll tell you all there is to know about it from A to Z!

Netaro: Fu~fufun~ La~lala~

Momiji: We weren't able find your Beatrice yet, but you got to make a lot of new friends in the end huh.

Netaro: Indeed! However, this is only the first round of "Beatrice Selection". There will be many many more rounds to come~

Netaro: I shall count on you for the next one too, Doudou.

Momiji: Wait, next time too!?

Momiji: Well, I guess I did have fun. And I'd be too worried to leave him alone...

Momiji: In a way, maybe this could lead to some advertising for HAMA Tours...

Momiji: All right, I'll do my best to find out how you can get to meet a lot more people.

Netaro: You promise, yes? If it ends up being a lie, I'll reconfigure you so that I can launch you through the stratosphere in the flesh, understood?

Momiji: Alright alright, I get it. Let's get some dinner and go home!

Momiji: What do we get today... We talked a lot, so I'm feeling extra hungry.

Netaro: ..........

Netaro: Indeed, I'm feeling quite peckish.

Netaro: You smile over the smallest things. Get surprised easily. Your reactions are always refreshing, and full of life.

Netaro: Kind eyes. A kind voice. Such things are present in this world in abundance, and yet that is precisely why it is so precious.

Netaro: Ha~.........

Netaro: I truly am feeling hungry.

Part 1

[imagine-silk]

Fallout 4 fellas react to a really short sole survivor trying on their clothes and having them be waaay to big XD

Thank you <3 love reading your posts :)

》For whatever reason I can never find anything comfortably too big for me that looks nice weirdly enough. Tragic.

【Codsworth】 "Mum/Sir, I don't think you should be wearing that."

Of course he had spare parts laying around. That included his outer plate. It's 106 lbs of a single sheet metal that makes up his body that is very easy to hide in considering how big he is and how small you are. There is absolutely no way you can walk with it on, you have to sit in it.

【Danse】 "Take that off. It's dirty."

He is a very meticulous person and keeps everything in check, so he knows the only way you got his jumpsuit is if it's dirty. He averts his eyes as you immediately panic and shuck it off.

♡If Romanced; He still looks away.

【Deacon】 "Looking good."

He has a lot of clothes and surprisingly he knows where all of them are. So when one of his costumes goes missing he knows you took it. You're the only one who could have took it. If you take his glasses he has a million other pairs. Nice try.

♡If Romanced; He'll wear an outfit to match. Can't have Bonnie without Clyde.

【Hancock】 "Well ain't you a sight."

He's not a tall man by any means so seeing you make his shirt into a dress is funny to him. He'll take off his coat and put it around you to see it drag and watch you trip over yourself.

♡If Romanced; He'll find any excuse to put you in his clothes.

【MacCready】 "Get your own."

He's not too happy about you touching his stuff. That being said, he doesn't do anything but complain. Which is saying something because he has ripped his jacket off of someone before.

If Romanced; Strangely he'll complain more, fishing for affection for his 'services'.

【Nick】 "You need a map to find your way outta there, doll/pal?"

He'll tease you, obviously. There he was reading the paper and you walk in with his coat wrapped around you. The lengths he goes not to laugh would make a hiker blush.

✧If Platonic; He'll pat you on the head and call you 'kid'. He thinks it's the cutest thing and let you borrow it from time to time.

【Preston】 "There's my coat."

He was looking for it all morning only to find you wearing his stuff on accident. It never occurred to him you might have taken it. He has no strong feelings about it. If you don't immediately give it back he won't ask for it, he'll just change into something else.

♡If Romanced; He'll drop his hat on you too. You give it back though because it slips down a lot.

【X6-88】 "Why are you wearing my clothes?"

The clothes he wears are restrictive and not very comfortable, even his surfacer clothes. But for you it's more than accommodating, too accommodating. He will ask for his clothes back though.

♡If Romanced; It awakens something in him. The fact you can bring the Commonwealth to it's knees and be so small it wild.

[lefaystrent]

One random day, Patton declares he is going on vacation. He will be leaving the mindscape for awhile, and it's up to the rest of the gang to hold down the fort while he's gone.

"You're Thomas's sense of Morality; you can't just go on vacation," Logan points out.

Patton's grin goes a little too wide, his eyes a little too intense. "Watch me."

Remus bobs his head up and down to check him out. "Since when do you do the ominous thing? I thought that was my thing. Are we playing around with each other's thingies?"

"No–thing wrong with switching things up now and then," Patton says cheerfully.

Virgil squints. "Are you Deceit in disguise?"

"I am sitting right next to you, Virgil," Janus points out. "Also, I wouldn't be caught dead in a floral print."

"Are you going to Hawaii? Without me?!" Roman demands, eyeing Patton's– well, Hawaiian shirt he's donned on rather than his usual polo.

"Now, now Roman, this is nothing personal kiddo. I'm just taking some much needed me-time. So I'll need to take this journey alone."

"Oh thank God," Janus mutters while Logan blinks rapidly, flabbergasted. Logan spits out, "We are all personified pieces of one man's personality. By the nature of our existence, you can't be alone."

"That's quitter talk," Remus butts in. He literally turns and shows them his butt for some reason, though thankfully with pants still on. "Want me to yeet you out the door, Daddy-o? See how far you can go? Or maybe load you into a ballista and send you hurtling to a beautiful bludgeoning death?"

"No thanks, bud," Patton says far too good-naturedly. "Our dear lord in Heaven gave me two perfectly good legs to walk with. I think I'll be fine."

"You're serious? Just– what, gonna walk out the door?" Virgil questions sharply. Skeptical he may be, he seems somewhat interested in seeing how far Patton will take this bit.

"Absolutely! There's a whole big wide world out there! So much to do! So much to see!"

"So what's wrong with taking the back steets," both Remus and Roman sing at the same time.

"You guys will be fine for a while without me. But just in case you miss me, I have provided each of you with your very own Patton Pal."

They each look down into their hands where a small, stuffed version of Patton materializes. It has stitched in glasses, a removable Cardigan, and its mouth is in the shape of a heart.

"What," they all respond collectively.

"If you feel lonely or need a hug, you just give your Patton Pal there a good ole squeeze! That should tide you over until I get back. Anyways, I'm gonna skeddadle now. Bye! Love you!"

And Patton walks out the front door.

Dad has left the building.

Roman ponders with pursed lips, "Sooo, did we just get abandoned?"

"Nah, I'm sure he's just gone out to pick up some milk."

"Thank you, Remus."

Virgil rises up from the couch and strides over to the door in a huff. "Alright Pat, you can come out now."

The door swings open. A brick wall is revealed where there once was not one.

"Uhhh, guys?" Virgil asks the group, stepping back. Unconsciously, he grips his Patton Pal a little tighter.

"What in the Chris Angel Mindfreak?" Remus questions and taps at the brick. His nail makes a scraping sound along the mortar. Curious, he examines his finger and licks it.

"Did he trap us in the Mindscape?" Roman asks, squeezing in between his brother to test the solidity of the wall. It is indeed a wall.

"Is this his villain origin story?"

Janus rolls his eyes at the twins. "Patton's just serious for a change, that's all. He doesn't want to be followed, and obviously he must be out hanging with Thomas. Really now, have some sense."

"You do know who you're talking to, right?" Virgil asks him waving at the twins, to which Janus gives a saucy, "Touche."

Logan sighs and begins ascending the stairs.

"What, you're just gonna leave too?" Virgil calls after him.

"I have work to do, as I'm sure the rest of you do. Patton will return once he tires of this stunt."

Logan is gone and now it's just the four of them.

"Someone's salty about being abandoned," Roman comments too loudly.

"FALSEHOOD!"

"Alllll byyyyy myseeeelffff," Remus sings off-key.

Virgil debates whether to follow Logan up or try a window next. He stares down into the beady, button eyes of his Patton Pal doll.

"Need a hug?" Janus asks him teasingly, watching him.

Virgil scoffs and shoves the plush into his hoodie pocket. It's bulky, but it fits.

Will it stay there?

Will Patton ever return?

Will the sides use this time to overcome their differences and bond as a true family?

Find out next time on "Episodes From The Mindscape"!

The screen flicks off.

[lotus02lavish]

✐✎ Yandere! Samurai Jack x Gn! Reader

➳{Never Ending Love}➳

"They call me Jack, Samurai Jack."

《🌹↬Headcanons 🧠// Romantic 💋// Samurai Jack 💌// Violence 💘》

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No longer the suffering of loneliness staying in his travels far and wide since you always accompany him, you are the one that makes Samurai Jack feel comfortable and perfectly natural with his full trust in you. No matter what happens next, he never wants to abandon you.

When a wicked creature or a new twisted robot is able to capture you as a bait for the samurai to come and rescue you, Yandere! Samurai Jack will not rest for days and will never stop looking every single place for you. By the time the stoic hero eventually found you, he cold-bloodedly sliced the kidnapper into ribbons, rage and brutality taking over his mind. "How could you take [Name] away from me!?"

Always overprotecting you from anything in this dystopian future, especially from Aku. If that foul demon ever dares to lay a finger on you, Samurai Jack will definitely be merciless than he ever was before, and make sure that shape-shifting master of darkness does not have evil plans involving you anymore. "This fight is only between you and I, Aku!"

‧₊˚⊹‧˚₊ The Royal Samurai runs towards you and gently pulls your head into his beating chest, reminding you that his heart is beating for you. Samurai Jack really misses hugging you tightly while fully smelling your scent and patting your back for comfort.  "Don't worry..." Samurai Jack whispered in a gentle tone, "I am here now; you are safe."

Samurai Jack is extra clingy to you, and he many times asks politely: "May I carry you?" "I want to hold you, please?" "Can I keep you this close?" Before picking you up in bridal style, cuddle, rest his head in your lap, and put your head on his shoulder.

If someone else is foolish enough to get near you and is flirty with no manners, Samurai Jack immediately pulls you closer to him, and he sends a death glare at the one who dares bother you. When you are not looking, Samurai Jack quietly eliminates the foe in a blink of an eye and pretends nothing happened.

"Ooh! From the looks of it, I think they're definitely yer type, laddie." Samurai Jack obviously asks his friend, the Scotsman, for guidance on how to be boyfriend material. His best pal just laugh his ass off to see the legendary warrior messing up his flirty and corny lines because of you. At the same time, the Scotsman is still supportive and gives a thumbs up to Samurai Jack becoming a maniac by impressing you with the 'water beetle' and 'peacock dance' moves. You confusedly join with the silly samurai and laugh together.

꒰💌!🌸꒱ "Who confessed first?" To answer that lovely question, it is clear that Samurai Jack reveals his feelings to you. "I have fallen in love with you and will stay that way to the end of time. My love, are you able to see? Our relationship is intended to be."

Yandere! Samurai Jack does not need to stalk you since you likely prefer to be close to him and not wandering everywhere away from his sight. Even so, he does not let his guard down.

Samurai Jack thinks it is cute that you get jealous when some ladies approach him in an attempt to woo and compliment him. The Samurai happily tells those women that you are his significant other, and he will always remind you that no one can ever be your replacement.

"Not even death itself can stop me from protecting you." Samurai Jack does not let death take both of you apart. He cannot lose you. You are the one makes him still feel alive in the faraway future of Aku's. If you die, Samurai Jack will go insane and do anything to bring you back to life. He even also willing to go to the underworld in search of your soul!

As a friendly reminder that Samurai Jack's patience can grow thin, he lashes his anger at you once in a lifetime. This Japanese Prince felt in deep remorse and cannot forgive himself.

This Japanese man positively showers you with the 'princess treatment' every single day and enjoyably intertwined your fingers with his. What is more comforting in the night is the time when he hold you close to his chest for warm and you caress his head.

When Samurai Jack interlocks his fingers with yours and gently swing each other hands back and forth while walking or running together to the faraway lands, he will smile happily, and his cheeks will start warming up. The shy Samurai thought that he is holding the hand of a sweet angel from sacred heaven. (◞ꈍ∇ꈍ)◞ (っ≧ω≦)っ

Thereafter, Samurai Jack is touch-starved and patiently waiting for the perfect time and place to be in your warm embrace. Surely, he willingly obey each word you command him. You want him to untie his hairbun down to brush his long hair? Settled! You need to heal his scars and wounds while kissing every boo-boo you find at every inch in his muscular body? With pleasure 😏

You pointed out that he reminds you of a cat because of his eyes, his lips, and his silly acts sometimes. The samurai chuckles as he kisses your forehead and says: "You thought of me as your kitten? I am flattered."

The wandering samurai knew the gaze on each other's eyes with adoration had deeper meaning than words that left to be said. However, Samurai Jack and you cannot stand eye contact too long since both of you end up blushing so much and look away shyly.

In the alternate ending, Jack ultimately realizes that he belongs with all of his friends, including you wearing a crown like his, standing by his side to look upon the bright future ahead, and united to vanquish Aku once and for all time. Finally, you and Jack spend a life of endless bliss. And in years to come, the two of you will reminisce how both of you have brought to the story to an end...

What a wonderful feeling for the prince charming to experience a true love kiss with you! it feels like a sweet fairytale. Oh, he has lovely dreams of you are his spouse, returning to his right time and beloved home together, and living happily ever after.

≫─ "I cannot let you go because...without you by my side, I will not have my happy ending."

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The Red Means I Love You - Madds Buckley

♡ --- "Cause my insides are red

And yours are too

And the red on my face

Is matching you

And goodness you're bleeding

What a wonderful feeling

You're down and you're pleading

My head is just reeling." --- ♡

[sonicstalker123]

Genshin dating headcanons for some of the characters:

Xiao is the kind of guy who’s a bit of a tsundere. He’s not normally the one to give his partner nicknames, but when he does want to give his partner nicknames, it’s something cute like “darling”, “my beloved” or “precious”. He’s protective and even though he doesn’t show it, he’s somewhat possessive of his partner. If they’re hurt in any way, all hell will break loose. He will make them regret it. If Xiao is away for his Adeptus duties, he will write his letters whenever he gets the chance. If his partner goes on a quest, he would “I love you, please stay safe. If you need me, call out my name. I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

Itto is the kind of guy who is an idiot but a lovable idiot. He loves giving his partner nicknames, but ones he would love most are “honey”, “sweetheart”, “babe” and “lovely”. He is protective and possessive of his partner and will gladly protect them from anyone and anything. If his partner got hurt, Itto would summon his gang and take care of whoever or whatever hurt his partner. He gets very protective if his partner falls asleep on him, he wants to make sure that they’re safe from everything and hold them close. “I’ll make sure that you’re safe while you rest, darling, nothing can harm you.”

Scaramouche is the kind of guy who is also a tsundere. He would call his partner “idiot”, but in a loving way if that makes any sense. He is very protective and he may not show it, but he’s also possessive, but not to an unhealthy degree. If his partner got hurt? He would personally deal with whatever/whoever hurt them. He would hurt them brutally. If his partner accidentally hurt themself, he would deep down be very worried but not show it and mutter “don’t do that again, you fool.” He would definitely say “they may be an idiot, but they’re MY idiot. If you dare call them an idiot, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Tartaglia/Childe is the kind of guy who is always optimistic but secretly has a dark side that his partner doesn’t know about. He gives his partner nicknames such as “comrade”, “darling”, “dear” and “beloved”. He is very possessive and extremely protective of his partner. He doesn’t completely show it, but if somebody harmed them in any way possible, he would make sure his partner is alright and “have a talk” with them aka personally dealing with them and will not hold back. He will have his moments where he will let them live, if his partner is nearby. He will also buy them gifts, like, all the time because he loves spoiling them.

Gaming (my beloved) would be the kind of guy to be a total sweetheart to his partner, showering them with gifts. He loves to kiss his partner on their forehead or their cheek very often and keep in touch with his partner if he’s away for his Wushou performances and bring them souvenirs like all the time. He would hold their hand (if they’re comfortable with it) when he and his partner are out together. If something/someone threatened his partner, he would protect them and say something like “sorry pal, you can’t threaten them like that!” He would love to hold his partner close to him and give his partner head pats.

[amalia-uwu]

Final Exams

Undertale by Toby Fox! The rights go to the respective owners!

Sans x Female Reader, Sans & Female Reader

Warnings ⚠️ : angst, anxiety

Photo by Pixabay from Pexels:

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Inspired by fudgelling-away's comic @fudgelling-away and my exams.. :')

Sequel “Exams Day”

So, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow I'm giving finals.. I wrote this to keep my sanity. Ha!... *sighs*

Enjoy!

First Person's Point of View

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I was a 5th years student in the university.

2 lessons. That's all it was for me to take my degree...

Yet, it seemed too much..

Sans.. Heh, Sans was visiting me, bringing me snacks patting my  shoulder, giving me hugs, encouraging me!

Heh, he even caught me many times not reading and just slacking off. Heh...

I always loved the face he had when he caught me red-handed.

He looked intimating yet I knew he wanted only the best for me..

I tried to read. I really tried.

But, by the time I began third year; I began feeling the grip on concentration slipping away.

So much studying. I went through everything fighting with tooth and claw for a job I loved so much.

I enjoyed reading!

Really!

Is just that now, I..am struggling..

Was it my age? Was it other problems I was trying to solve and got overwhelmed? Was it a combination?

Maybe a combination...

Now I was just tired. Everything seemed too much. Yet, I kept trying...

Even though my stomach felt like someone had made it a tight knot.. I kept trying.

Even though I felt an invisible hand gently touching my chest.. I kept trying.

Anxiety drowned me.. Squeezed me. I kept trying.

No matter what. I kept trying.

Eventually; I had enough.

It was one of these moments where I was sitting on the chair.

The book, laptop, opened in front of me.

I was reading but, the words didn't make sense.

Concentration had given up hope on me..

I lowered my face. Hands crossed on my lap. My hair covering my face. My lips in a tight line. Teeth clenched.

The air shifted, I knew who was about to appear.  "heya pal" I heard his deep soft monotone voice.

I felt a soft hand wrapping my shoulder. My hair were still covering my eyes.

"i brought you some snacks. coffee, fruits and some sweets. i see that you are studying, nice! call me if you need anything!".  He gently let the dish down with a soft sound.

He gave me a soft pat on my shoulders and let go of me.

I didn't want to speak but at the same time, it would be rude..

All this trouble for me... The least I can do is thank him.

"Thank you!" I said  softly with strain and mentally slapped myself...

Sans stopped. He turned around, something in my voice felt wrong. "are you okay?"

My shoulders began shaking. "Of course".

A couple of tears ran down my eyes. I removed my glasses.

Sans walked and stood next to me. He pulled the second chair and sat down.

He carefully brushed my hair to the side.

He gently took my face. Rough bones on my chin and cheeks. I refused to look at him.

"what's wrong?" his soft masculine voice held concern, care.

"Nothing". I said bluntly, hoping he'll go and just leave me alone!

"i'll count on 3", his phalanges moved and touched my shoulder, firmly yet gently.

Oh man; I should have known better, he won't let go so easily. I said nothing.

He began counting.

I refused to look at him and speak.

"2.5". I stayed silent.

"2.9". Ugh! I looked at him.

"Okay, I'll tell you! ". I held no malice, just slight annoyance, yet relief..

He stopped. I could understand that he was listening.

"Its the exams.. Im tired. My concentration has abandoned me... It's getting too much! I only have 2 lessons, yet I can't concentrate. I just can't... It's not like I don't want to, I can't concentrate! Plus, other worries... ".

He gently hugged me and caressed my back. Eventually I broke... I kept talking.

Telling him my fears; losing the ones I care about, staying alone, my physical appearance, my weight..

Everything, was spilled before him and he kept hugging me.

I buried my face on the crock of his neck. His soft hoodie a pleasant sensation on my face. Our sternum touched. He could feel my heartbeat on his sternum and I could feel his soul and soft magic trying to comfort me. He was warm in touch.

He waited for me too stop crying, some of my tears stained his hoodie.

He caressed my back. His phalanges through my hair.

Soon my tears faded to hiccups and shaky breaths.

He waited another couple of minutes before talking.

"assuming you fail is there another chance?" he asked pulling me away, his cyan eyes looking at my brown ones.

"Of course, either I take other lessons in summer or I give the same ones on September" I answered while cleaning my eyes with a napkin he gave me.

"okay, if you fail, is it the end of the world?" he never broke eye contact with me. I tried to keep my eyes on him but I felt shame for breaking in front of him.

"N-No..." I lowered my face. He raised it up to look at him. 

"will someone take your head?" his voice was so soft and caring...

"No.." My breathing became even.

"its gonna be okay! can you at least try?" he put both hands on my shoulders, he hugged me.

"Yes, *sniff* yes I can". I answered hugging him.

His scent sure calmed me down.

Wait... Was that a mixture of lavender and lotus? Heh... Really?

"do you like my fragrance?" he asked turning his head slightly. I nodded "Yeah.. The perfumes are comforting.. You always smell nice!".

He was silent for a while. He nerver smelled bad, even tho he could go days without a shower. He always smelled nice around me.

I could feel in my sternum, how his soul flattered. Ha! I got him shy and aaawww coochie coochie coo!

After a couple of seconds? Minutes? "go put on  one of your favorite dresses, add a little makeup and come here. im waiting". He said softly breaking the hug.

I looked at him dumbfounded but complied anyway.

I put on my blue dress with small navy blue flower designs.  I fixed my hair, added soft makeup and went to meet him.

He was waiting reading one of my books.

"I'm ready! Sorry you waited so long" I announced. He looked up at me and smiled.

"hm.. come with me". He grinned stretching his humerus.

I nodded gently holding him. I closed my eyes and I felt the wind shifting. The ground shifted under me.

"here we are" he informed.

I opened my eyes. I was at the beach, the soft breeze caressing my face. The sound of waves filled my ears.

We walked by the seaside.

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The salty smell, the breeze, the waves, him, alleviated my worries.

"Sans?" I asked timidly.

"hm?" his attention was on me; Oh stars!! I'll never get tired of those soft cyan eyes.

"Thank you! I mean it! For everything! May I treat you with some food?" you hoped he will say yes. Come ooonnnn!!! Say yes!

He smiled and nodded "sure, got something in mind?"

"You okay with sweets?" I asked, he wasn't picky but needed to know anyway, maybe he wasn't in the mood for sweets today.

"sure" he grinned and shrugged softly.

"Waffles?" I asked fixing my glasses and playing with the end of my silk black belt.

He chuckled "heh, sure! lead the way girl" he said.

I nodded, took him by the hand and leaded him to my favorite place.

I caught a glimpse of him grinning softly.

It took some minutes for us to go there. Once we did ; We sat down, there was glass in front of us, the sea and the palm trees, the road our view.

I ordered hazelnut praline with biscuit, and caramel ice-cream waffle.

While Sans took the milk chocolate with biscuit and vanilla ice cream.

We ate and chatted a little bit. I went to the bathroom and paid as promised.

We walked a little bit then he took me home.

"Thank you Sans"

"don't mention it moonlight" heh, that was a nickname he gave me. Along with «starlight».

He knew I was a shameless selenophile (someone who loves the moon).

I entered my home, took a shower, put on my pyjamas and laid down.

I texted him

you: Thank you I had a great time with you today!

Puntastic: heh, me too! but please try to worry so much! it will be okay!

you: I'll try! Thank you again! Goodnight! Sleep well!

Puntastic: you too!

I put the phone down. I laid down and closed my eyes with a smile all over my face.

I'll try whatever happens... Happens.

It will be okay, I'll be okay!

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The end 😘

Thank you for reading! 💙

[qyxzun]

𝟔 ┆𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝕷𝐈𝐒𝐀, 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐂.

╰┈➤ ❝𝕴𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝐭����𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝟗𝟐𝟔-𝐙 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭? 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞?

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃, you packed up all your supplies and were ready to leave the class for lunch until a round-haired brunette approached you with a friendly smile. You noticed how alongside her were two other girls, one with dark green hair neatly tied in a bow at the end and one with flair pink hair that matched her skin.

"Hey! I think we haven't introduced ourselves yet, I'm Uraraka and these're my friends; Asui and Ashido," She gestured before turning back to you, beaming. "It's really nice to meet you L/N, I'm looking forward to being your friend!" Your lips curved into a similar smile as you slung your bag over your shoulder while your hands were shoved in your skirt's pockets.

"Ohh.. you're that girl with zero gravity, right?" You responded, to which she nodded. "Nice to meet you too, I've heard about you guys from Mr. Aizawa,"

"Oh cool! We don't need to introduce ourselves!" Ashido grinned and clapped her hands together. "It's so nice to have a transfer student — especially a girl!" She giggled as she jumped in excitement. Asui turned to you, placing a finger on her chin.

"But I'm curious to ask — what's your quirk, L/N? Mr. Aizawa said you're really strong when he introduced you, so I'm sure you have an impressive one," She inquired which got you a little nervous, you almost forgot what 'a quirk' meant. But thanks to your small brainstorm before class could end, you managed to make one up.

"Oh, that? Uhhh.. it's nothing special, it's called Spider; I can shoot webs from my fingertips, stick to walls and blend into the environment.. y'know, very basic," you shrugged and gripped your bag's strap. Tsuyu hummed in response, finding you impressive.

"Do you think you can demonstrate sometime? I really wanna know how you fight! I mean — it's so rare that Mr. Aizawa would even praise someone's efforts.." Ashido pouted with a fake angry expression before you nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, sure! During training maybe—?"

"SHITTY HAIR! GET THE FUCK BACK HERE!!!" Someone yelled behind you. It felt like they just burst your eardrums. Your head turned before your eyes landed on a guy with crimson red flashy hair, that stood out the most, approaching you. Next to him was a spiky-haired blond with an evident pissed-off expression. You were able to tell he couldn't care less for the school dress code, as he was missing a tie, revealing more of his v-neck and Adam's apple. Besides that, his pants sagged without a belt to secure it.

"Hey!! It's nice to meet you L/N, I'm Kirishima!" He beamed and stuck his hand out in the shape of a fist bump, your hand formed into one before you returned it. He noticed your gaze behind him before he as well checked what caught your pretty eyes. The redhead nervously chuckled when he realized you were looking at his irate friend. "Aaand.. that's my pal Bakugo, he's kind of the opposite of calm and rational but don't mind him!"

"DON'T IGNORE ME!" Bakugo yelled again and stomped over towards the group. He had his hands shoved in his pockets and a glare present on his face. Tsuyu was beside Uraraka who had a look of slight concern, while Mina huffed.

"Geeeez, way to treat our new classmate Bakugo," Mina crossed her arms while the disgruntled blond looked at her with disdain and scoffed. "Shut the hell up, pinky! No one asked you!" He jabbed back. Your gaze landed back to Kirishima, who had an embarrassed smile.

"Yeah, sorry, he's not so manly.." He said as he scratched his head skittishly. You smiled and patted his shoulder lightly. "Nah, it's okay, I've dealt with worse," you reassured. The redhead grinned and suddenly wrapped his muscled arm around your shoulder in a friendly way. He was strangely already empathetic, despite the fact you haven't known him for so long. His arm pulled you closer to his chest, creating warmth to your face while he just innocently grinned.

"YOU LIL' SHITSTAINS TALKING 'BOUT ME?!" Bakugo yelled, an unexplained anger seething from his tone. With a harsh grab, he suddenly tugged on your school uniform's tie, jerking you forward and making Kirishima let go. He lifted the fabric with threatening force, getting you on the tip of your shoes. You were clueless as to why he had a sudden grudge against you, but you guessed he probably acted that way to everyone.

"You think just 'cuz you did that stupid entry exam means you're better than me?! You might've joined late, but that doesn't mean you surpass me, you damn extra!" The blond sneered, while you looked back at him with derision and confusion. If this was his way to intimidate you, it wasn't working so well. You've dealt with cocky anomalies before, he just blended in the background.

"Woah chill Bakugo! She's just a girl, go easy on her!" Another guy approached the group as he punched Bakugo's shoulder playfully. He had black hair and a cheeky grin on his face that masked a hint of concern for you.

Beside him was his friend with yellow hair and a distinctive black streak on his bangs. He had a smirk on until it turned upside down once he noticed Bakugo gripping your tie tighter, the fabric around your neck digging into your cervical. He gasped in panic and suddenly ran to help you down quickly with a worried expression. "And she's pretty too! What the hell dude?!" He exclaimed while setting you down, making the spiky blond roll his eyes and scoff.

"Thanks uhh— Kaminari, right?" You asked, guessing names by his appearance before he suddenly simpered.

"You know my name!" He joyfully squealed and held your hand in a prince-like way, trying to display chivalry. You laughed and slipped your hand away before he could kiss your knuckles.

"A-Anyway, L/N would you like to eat lunch with us? It's perfectly fine if you don't want to! I wouldn't want to push you.." Uraraka asked a little nervously, her noticeable pink cheeks making you smile. You nodded briefly as she grinned and clasped your hand, making Mina gasp dramatically.

"No fairrr!!.. I wanted to share my lunch with you.." The pink-haired girl whined, her protruding hampton-coloured antlers drooping like a disappointed puppy.

"Maybe next time?" You suggested before Mina's grin returned. She waved you an enthusiastic goodbye as Tsuyu and Ochako began dragging you away outside the classroom.

UA's space was humongous and minimal, it couldn't compare to BVA at all! The large corridors let the students in large numbers pass easily, the tinted glass walls let them see through the exterior, while it offered a pleasant view of the flowers blooming and the foliage running through the wind. The air conditioning system operated smoothly, and the healthy lush verdure assured you of how the school took care of the environment. You liked UA so far, and by the look of eagerness on your face, Uraraka and Tsuyu could tell. They were happy as well, just like Kirishima, despite not knowing you so well, Ochako shared his same sentiments.

After you reached the ground floor, you were met by a strong mouth-watering aroma forming nearby. You followed your two new friends to where that tasty scent was coming from before you saw the cafeteria. It was spacious and almost felt like a hotel. You got your food and sat down at an empty booth after you waited in line with the two girls. But before you could munch down on your meal, a shadow cast in front of you. Looking up, you saw a fluffy green-haired teen holding his tray of food and two more guys behind him. He looked anxious and didn't seem to keep eye contact, making you curious.

"Oh, Deku! Hey!" Uraraka beamed while she waved at him, her cheeks tinted a darker shade. He turned to her with the same nervous look and chuckled skittishly.

"Hey! I didn't know L/N would be joining us — Not that I mind!!" He jittered with an uneasy voice, you wondered why he sounded so tense just by your presence. It felt weird. A sudden sound of a tray dropping on the table was heard in the booth after Deku's friend behind him stepped aside and placed the thin salver down as if he were trying to display authority. His figure towered over you, making you stare up at him with a curious look.

"Excuse me L/N, but you are sitting in Todoroki's place!" He explained as his hand moved up and down robotically, his glasses jumping and following his rapid movement. Aizawa told you about him before, Tenya Iida, an interesting nerd.

"Oh, my bad," you excused yourself, grabbed your tray, and sat next to Tsuyu who made a place for you. Deku sighed in relief and took a seat across you. Tenya sat down beside him and began to eat his food after he thanked you gratefully, following a bow at a perfect ninety-degree angle.

The guy beside Deku didn't say a single thing after he took your initial place. Glancing up at him, he had red and white hair split into two sections and a perceptible scar on his face. He mostly kept his gaze on his meal, almost like he didn't know you were there or he was ignoring you. He looked kind of cute, so you guessed he was a popular topic along with the ladies.

"So L/N, which school were you enrolled in before UA? I'm inclined to believe it's a prestigious one!" Iida asked as he lifted his glasses. The two girls and the green-haired boy looked back at you with an eager expression that screamed they wanted to know as well. You anxiously gulped down your saliva.

"I was, uhm..— enrolled in Brooklyn Visions Academy.! It's a hero school in the US, but my relatives wanted me to learn in UA, that's why I transferred late...?" Your tone wavered, lying on the spot. You didn't even know if BVA existed in this world, you doubted it did anyway after seeing how unparallel this world was to the rest of the spider-verse.

"Woah.. Brooklyn? As in the United States? That's so cool!" Uraraka gasped as Tsuyu nodded. "The land of liberty indeed,"

"Well, how about the entrance exam L/N.? How was it? If you don't mind me asking.." Deku queried with a curious smile. Your finger tapped your chin as you pondered.

"Hmm... It was alright, a little hard actually," You gazed back down and took a bite of your food, the flavours melting on your tongue deliciously. "I had to score six hundred villain points and two hundred rescue points by destroying some robots, then fight a hero to a match," you answered before chewing. The booth turned uncomfortably silent, making you look back at the rest of them, besides the white and red-haired guy. They shared the same utterly gobsmacked look, their jaws hanging open below while their eyes were wide open, showing more of their white scleras.

"T-That's more than seven times what Kacchan got in the initial entrance exam!" Deku extolled with immoderate shock, his hands gripping the silver chopsticks harder but not enough to break them. Iida nodded as well, his eyes still wide with shock. "Yeah.. I suppose Mr. Aizawa was not overestimating you earlier.." He muttered and pushed his glasses back on his nose bridge. You glanced back at the greenhead, your curiosity piqued.

"Who's Kacchan?" You questioned with raised eyebrows. Deku chuckled nervously as Uraraka spoke for him. "It's Bakugo from our class, they're childhood friends," She responded, taking another bite of her meal.

"Oh... him..?" You squinted your eyelids, your lips forming a thinly curved line.

"Eugh... how could you even be friends with him?" You uttered with a tone of aversion, your eyebrows furrowed while Deku had a look of shame, his flustered state growing bigger.

He couldn't get a chance to respond after Iida stood up from his chair abruptly. "The bell's about to ring! I advise you all to get to class early!" He announced as he took his tray and disappeared quickly, most likely to get to class the first again. Deku soon followed, pushing his chair to the table properly, as well as Ochako and Tsuyu, leaving only you with the red and white-haired guy. The reserved half-and-half refused to look at your direction yet again, so you didn't bother trying to talk with him after he prioritized his peace. You left in a hurry, putting away your tray as you began to walk to class.

With your back turned as your figure disappeared further in the distance, Shoto took a small glance before he later followed you to class.

You panted heavily as you changed back to your school uniform in the changing room. Training with the entire class ended brutally, with your body soar from your head to your feet. But others had worse, like Deku who broke his fingers until it was dark purple or Ochako who ended up nauseous from floating around too much. You couldn't wait to just get back home and relax for once. Your soft bed and a drink waiting for you, it was the dream. The day ended smoothly but what surprised you the most was when you didn't glitch throughout your first day of school. It was a miracle but it concerned you as well. You thought you'd end up raising suspicion but turns out, almost everyone in your class became an acquaintance. When you get home, you'd probably try and make your own watch like how Hobie taught you to.

Before you disappeared into this world, you owned a trinket attached to your spider-suit that the spider-punk gifted. He was one of your best friends in the spider-society, and seeing how your stay here seemed to grow longer, you couldn't help but feel homesick.

After you changed, you took your bag and began to walk out of the campus. Once you neared UA's guarded exit, you heard a familiar voice calling out your name behind you. Turning around, you noticed the same injured greenhead again, he had bandages all over his fingers and a band-aid on his forehead. He looked like a kicked puppy who remained buoyant while he waved at you. "L/N!!"

"Deku?" You mumbled as he approached you. "What's up?" you voiced as he stopped in his tracks, his eyes droopy from how tired he was from training.

"I just wanted to thank you for the training today.. it really helped me realize how to improve myself!" He beamed with a tone of zeal. Despite the injuries that you caused, his infectious bright and fervent mood made you smile back softly.

"Yeah, it's no problem," You responded with a nod before you began to walk out the exit, with him beside you. "But you should take better care of your quirk Deku, it's not good that you're hurting yourself while using it," you berated as his face burned with embarrassment.

"Sorry yeah, I'm working on it L/N," He apprehensively spouted, gripping his bag's strap tighter.

"Just call me Y/N, L/N sounds too formal.." you replied. His eyebrows lifted in curiosity.

"W-Well if that's the case, you can call me Izuku! Y/N is a really nice name.." He answered, making you smile and your face a tiny bit warmer. "Thanks.."

The walk back home was comfortable, with Deku sharing some small talk with you like his strong interest in All Might and the upcoming event you weren't aware of, the sports festival. It sounded like the next Olympics after he described it as something so important. The whole country would be watching the annual occasion and students would try to show off their skills for heroes to scout for more internships. Judging by his tone, he was a little anxious. You reassured him with a pat on the shoulder which got him to smile yet again. Sooner or later, he wrote down his number for you without needing to ask.

The sun started to set after you both reached a thoroughfare, the light blue sky above looked refreshingly clear. The moment of pleasantry was interrupted when Deku stopped in his tracks and faced you. A look of concern appeared on his face. "My place is that way, but would you like me to walk you back home Y/N? I-It's getting pretty late and I don't want anything to happen to you.." He tentatively offered with a worried tone. You shook your head no, smiling.

"It's okay Izu, I'll be fine really, thanks though," You responded with a grin, appreciating his offer. He knew you were capable but he was still worried for your well-being. His new nickname made him chuckle sweetly.

"Alright then, goodnight N/N! Stay safe!" He waved before turning in another direction and left until he couldn't be seen. He seemed to be in a rush as he accidentally dropped his All Might keychain attached to his bag. You quickly picked it up before it could fall down the drain below the road and tried to follow him, but he had already disappeared. Sighing, you pocketed the colourful plastic chain in your skirt before turning back to your street. You figured you could just give it to him tomorrow.

The walk back home took long since you couldn't use your webs in public. The moon started to set as you passed through a shortcut; a grimy narrow street. Despite Japan's clean state, it didn't mean it was immune to garbage. The weird atmosphere almost gave you chills down your spine but your want to go home was far better than your fear.

While walking, your spider-senses suddenly tingled, signalling danger. Your eyes quickly shifted beside you. Despite the darkness, you can see that behind the large garbage can, there was a girl. She looked almost the same age as you while she wore a uniform with a squalid pale almond-coloured cardigan. Her appearance was unkempt, with her dishevelled space buns and dirt all over her face as she breathed heavily. Her body was crouched down into a ball while small insects crawled up her grubby outfit to the garbage behind her. Worried and quick to act, you plopped your bag down on the floor, not caring if it dirtied, and approached her.

"God.. are you okay? You look like a mess.." You spoke with an unsettled tone as you dusted the insects off her scruffy attire and supported her up by holding her shoulders. Her thin-slit eyes looked up to you, her golden irises meeting your lovely E/C ones. She continued to pant from exhaustion before her eyes suddenly rolled back as her upper body collapsed on yours. You held her carefully, hoping she wouldn't fall.

"B—.." The girl tried to mutter. You confusingly tilted her head up, her gaze meeting yours once more. "Blood.." she murmured with a quiet tone.

"Blood?" You repeated curiously. "Why blood.?" You strangely inquired but she didn't seem to respond to your question as she stayed silent on your chest again. Her pale features worried you fully, so maybe her quirk had something to do with blood? That must've been the case.

After hesitating, you sighed in defeat before you placed her body back down gently, making sure she was comfortable. You looked around the narrow alleyway for something sharp enough. After a few moments, you spotted a shard of glass below some shredded boxes. It gleamed under the shadows, making it noticeable. You bent down and cautiously picked it up before walking back beside the exhausted girl. You vacillated, doubtful you were able to help her until you gripped the reflective shard. You bit the inside of your cheek as you sliced a thin line on your wrist, the familiar crimson liquid staining your light-grey sleeves.

The scent of your blood seemed to energize her greatly as her eyes darted up before she pushed herself up from the grubby floor immediately. A hand suddenly gripped your bleeding wrist before she leaned her head down and bit down ferociously. You hissed in pain while her long sharp canines dug deeper into your sweet flesh, her teeth felt more painful than the actual glass. She didn't waste a drop of red oxide-like liquid until she finally released her mouth from your soft skin and licked the rest of the blood that ran down your forearm.

You felt lightheaded and disoriented after what happened until a pair of arms wrapped around your shoulders shook you out of your now tired state. Her giggles echoed in your ear, contradicting her once-exhausted figure before. She looked at you, a wide maniacal grin appearing on her face, yet she still held your forearms tightly, not wanting you to pull away. "What's your name?" The girl suddenly asked.

"Uhm.. Y/N L/N..?" You murmured before her smile widened, a dark blush appearing on her cheeks. Her grip on your arms tightened as she began to giggle once more.

"Y/N... Y/N.." she repeated in a quiet tone, grin widening. "Wow... such a pretty name!!!" She suddenly exclaimed and brought herself closer to your chest. You weren't so tall but your head towered over this mysterious girl. It granted her the opportunity to lay her head down on your chest while she snuggled against you, making you seriously flustered. "Ahaha... yeah.." you sweatdropped nervously, faking a smile. You weren't one for physical touch but she didn't seem to care, even believing your obvious fake grin.

"I'm Toga Himiko!! But only call me Toga, 'cuz from now on, we're friends!!" she beamed before she hugged you tighter, her grip almost suffocating. You gently but firmly pulled her away while her maniac-like smile still remained on her blushing face. "Toga is a pretty name too.." you mumbled anxiously with an uneasy tone, playing nice for now. Her eyes widened as her expression became more agitated, her blush darkening. She couldn't keep her hands off you as her arms were returned right where they were.

"Aaww!! You're so sweet Y/N!! Your blood was sooo tasty... I loved it so much!" Toga's embrace tightened before she continued. "And you stayed even when I was so close to passing out! I love you so much!!" She exclaimed, her cheeks visibly red while her words made you uncomfortable. After a few more moments of hugging, you pushed her away again.

"I appreciate it a lot Toga.. uhm.. I-I should get going.." you quickly stammered before your fingertips flicked out webs that swiftly pulled your bag and rapidly maneuvered you up the wall. She looked up with a surprised look, her eyes brightening under the moonlight while she watched how you attached yourself to the firm bricks above so gracefully. "See you next time?" you offered but didn't give her a chance to respond. You quickly left, disappearing from her line of sight.

Toga gripped her sloven cardigan tighter before a hand travelled to her rapidly beating heart. She didn't know how to experience the strange but addictive feeling. She couldn't believe what happened today either! All her mind could think of were your kind E/C eyes, your accepting hug, your selfless acts and your delicious blood. You were so accepting! Despite the fact blood was the only thing that could quench her thirst! Normal people would run away or even report her but you were so kind.. so sweet. Your crimson taste remained in her mouth sweetly as she eagerly licked her teeth. It tasted like nothing but pure ambrosia.

Toga's excitement overcame as she tried to activate her quirk. Her expectations to transform as you failed her, the once extreme smile she once had turned to a look of confusion. She was sure she consumed at least a cup full of your blood, so why? Why couldn't she transform into you? Dread soon overcame her happiness while she gripped her arms tighter. It felt like her needs were taken away from her. She wanted, no, needed to transform, to hug herself as if you were hugging her back, to voice out her love for you despite only meeting for a few moments.

"See you later?" Your words repeated in her mind. "Toga is a pretty name too," and again.

Toga's smile crept back as she began to giggle to herself, holding her arms tighter. "Yes, soon.." She whispered and chuckled. Her shoes clicked against the floor as she began to trot away from this filthy alleyway.

The bar was surprisingly quiet, a few underlings were away like Stain who mostly acted alone in the League. It was not until the schoolgirl kicked the door open and stepped inside the dark room. Toga didn't show any sign of fatigue, just grinning like a deranged psycho as usual while the rest of the villains looked at her in confusion. Shigaraki glanced back at her, a look of annoyance present on his face.

"You've been gone for a damn long time.. wished you were dead," The light-blue-haired man grunted, an elbow on the bar while Kurogiri stayed behind the counter, cleaning a freshly washed cup. Twice gasped dramatically before he approached the sweet girl, patting her shoulders quickly.

"Don't say that Tomura!! And Toga, you look filthy!" The masked man exclaimed with a loud tone. He took out a pink handkerchief that Toga had lent him earlier and wiped the dirty grub off her face gently before he moved to her clothes. She chuckled at his sweet demeanour before she turned to face her other new friends. After Twice finished wiping her prematurely clean, she ambled to her other friends, approaching them with a smile.

Miles G. was sharpening his gauntlet on the floor with a knife in his hand he stole from Stain, while Dabi rested on the ripped couch, his legs crossed as his stitched arms extended on the back pillows. The scent of cigarettes were all over the him, as a grey fog escaped his lips smoothly before it disappeared into the air. The two never got along very well, even when they were both new. They carried a strong tense aura whenever they were near, the rest of the League wondered why, but Toga wasn't one to question.

"Hiya Miles!" Toga's smile was radiant while she approached him. He placed the blade down on the wooden floor, creating an echoing sound of its drop, before the antihero took his gauntlet and wore it securely, readjusting its claws. She had gotten used to his stoic and reserved personality as he often ignored her, but after what happened today, her happiness couldn't be changed, and she wanted to tell someone more about you.

After Toga waved her arms around to get his attention, Miles let out a sigh of frustration and finally glanced up at her, a look of vexation present on his face. Dabi's eyes slowly opened when he finished his cigarette, while he was wondering what could the blonde wanted to express now. Her blush darkened as her fingers covered her pink cheeks.

"I made a new friend!!" Toga exclaimed.

𝕾𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄.

[soulofapatrick]

One Shot away from Heartbreak - Joel Miller x reader

Joel’s POV

Waking up is the hardest thing I’ve had to do since the outbreak. I didn’t think I’d ever wake up again when Abby was smashing that golf club against my head, I knew it was the end when she raised it above her head with both hands but the blow never came. There had been a crash, a yell, a gunshot and the hard thud of a body landing next to mine before everything fades to black.

“Y/N,” I groan out, eyes burning from the adjustment, “Where Y/N?”

“He’s awake!” Ellie’s voice rings clear before she’s appearing in my field of vision, along with Tommy, but no Y/N.

“Where’s Y/N?” I try to sit up but they push me back down and the throbbing in my head begins, “Where is he?”

“Whoa! Calm down pal, he’s right there. He saved your life.” Tommy pats my shoulder and I follow his gaze to the bed next to mine.

My heart sinks at the sight of him. He’s asleep, his chest rising and falling comfortingly, but He’s a wreck. His face is bloodied and bruised, a bandage going from his left eye to the corner of his right lip. He’s shirtless and in a pair of his old tattered trackies and his stomach is a galaxy of bruises as well as what looks like a healing gunshot wound. His left leg is in a cast and his face scrunches up in pain every so often.

“Oh Doll,” comes out in barely a whisper as I reach for him but he’s too far away, “What happened?” I look back at Ellie and Tommy as they help me sit up.

“He shot Abby, Abby was gonna kill you and he came charging in guns blazing.” Ellie gets excited at the action as he always does, “He shot her in the head in one shot then went after anyone when tried to go near you.”

“I’ve never seen him so angry Joel, He wouldn’t let anyone near you. Even the rescue party Ellie called for.” Tommy adds, shaking his head fondly, “Whatever happens, you need to keep him.”

“He’s scary when he’s angry.” Ellie rubs the back of her neck which is something she only does when worried.

Y/N was angry. He’s never angry. He’s the calm in the whirlwind of crazy this world has become. I wish he were okay, that he didn’t have to be angry. He deserves the world and everything good in it, not the ugly or violence.

Ellie and Tommy are moving, heading to Y/N and they oh so carefully begin pushing his bed closer and closer until our frames connect and oh god I can feel him. He’s alive and he’s real and all I can do is grip his soft hand in mine as I squeeze my eyes shut not wanting to cry as I hear the pair leave us be. 

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It’s a few more hours of me drifting in and out of sleep before I hear it, my name “Joel?” It’s mumbled and followed by a hiss of pain. His eyes are fluttering open and those brilliant sunflower orbs are gazing up at me, blinking away the blurry vision from waking, “You’re here.” He whisper, dragging himself somewhat upright and he’s so close.

His breath is ghosting over my lips and his free hand is pressed against my cheek as his eyes become glassy with tears, “Oh god, you’re alive. I was so scared when I-“

I surge forwards, shushing him with the press of my lips on his and it works because he’s kissing me back and I’m pulling closer and he’s gripping my hair and scrabbling at my chest and i’m-

Someone clears their throat, pulling us apart. It’s Dina. She’s got an eyebrow raised as she forces Y/N to lay back down but doesn’t separate our beds while lightly scolding him, “You need to stay laying down until I say so Y/N. I’m not having you re-break your leg a third time now that Joel’s awake.”

Third time?! I look between Dina and Y/N as Dina begins to check over Y/N’s wounds and change the bandages. Dina doesn’t have to say how when Y/N looks away sheepishly - Y/N re broke it trying to get to my bed to check on me.

“Both of you need to get some rest,” Dina turns her stern gaze to me and I’m slinking down the bed until I’m laying down, Y/N’s hand already outstretched and searching for mine, “Sleep.”

I feel my eyes drifting shut before the door even shuts behind Dina, the familiar smell of Y/N engulfing my senses and the feel of his hand in mine knowing he’s safe. We’re safe.

[honeybeedewdrops]

The Hustle | B.Bradshaw

Summary: You and Rooster play a little game of Pool and you end up hustling him.

A/N: Your call sign is Hustle because you had tricked many people. This is also gender neutral. Also sorry if the pool is not the right rules or whatever I have never played pool before.

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The minute Bradley walked into the Hard Deck he didn’t see any of his friends but he did see you alone at the pool table so he took his chance. A pretty person alone he just couldn’t pass up the opportunity.

You were at the pool table just hitting some balls well attempting to. When he came up to you “you know your supposed to hit the ball right” he chuckles “I know but I just can’t seem to hit it” you say flashing him a smile. “Here let me help you” he comes behind you and positions the stick “it’s like this” and you hit the ball smoothly and the striped ball went in. You squeal “thanks” he shrugs “no problem I’m Bradley” you take his hand “I’m Y/N” for a while you and Bradley play well mostly him showing you how to play.

His friends had walked in a little bit ago and saw you two. They just let it happen knowing exactly what was about to happen. Rooster needed to be knocked down a few pegs in their opinion.

“Here’s an idea how about we play a game you vs me? We can even bet on it” You say “I don’t think so I don’t want to cream you plus I’d feel bad taking your money” “oh come on please. If not money around of drinks” you beg. “Ok fine a round of drinks but only us two” he says “yay” and you two shake. “You break” he says setting it up. This was always one of your favourite parts they always let you break first. You give him a light smirk before breaking you shoot stripes and make it. You look over to Bradley who’s in shock “Lucky shot” you shake your head before making every shot after except for 2 and the eight ball. Bradley was shocked how was this possible “your up pretty boy” he shook walked up to the table and took his turn only making 1 in. You next turn you won “ok pretty boy I’ll take a Y/D” “no beginners luck again” you smirk time to earn some money “ok $50 and a round on you” “your on” and you two shook hands. "You can break first this time" You spot Phoenix in the growing crowd and wink. To which she just rolls her eyes at your antics. She knew from personal experience what was happening.

Rooster did better this round but you still killed him. "Pay up" you say holding your hand out. Rooster grumbled and handed you a $50, "Hey Rooster I see you met Hustle" Phoenix say coming and patting him on the back "Who?" "Hustle they are joining our division" you smirk "yep Y/N "Hustle" Y/LN at your service" "Oh great now I see where the name comes from" Rooster says "don't worry pal she's done it to all of us. Her first victim was Hangman I think he lost like $200" Coyote says coming up behind them joining the conversation. "But about that drink" You say giving Rooster a look "i'm going i'm going" and he leaves to your drink.

"hey Penny" "Rooster hey your usual?" "no not this time just Y/D" "ah got played by Y/N" he makes a face "How'd you know?" "I saw you two playing and that's their usual" he nods pays and hands you your drink. "Thank you kind sir and your tip" you say handing back the $50 "no you won that maybe not fair and square but it's yours" you shake your head "nope I always give the money back" he takes it "thanks" "no problem besides I just like hustling people for their reactions not their money" he nods and walks away to Phoenix. "Hey Hustle you actually buy that one or hustle it out of someone" you smirk "oh Bagman when was the last time I actually paid for my own drink" he smirked "so whose the loser who got played" "well he's not a loser, I think he's kinda cute and he's right over there" you say pointing "oh Bradshaw" and Rooster looked over. "You fell for good ole Hustles trick here" Rooster rolls his eyes not wanting to do this "yeah but sounds like you lost $200 I only lost $50" "go big or go home"

You say stepping in between the two men "ok ladies now there's enough room for all of us. Now come on Bradley you can tell me about your call sign and I promise I won't hustle you" Rooster nods and you two sit down next to Phoenix and Bob.

[chellesdump]

Sana Potter - MiSa (2NA)

"All Sana wanted was to watch her favorite series of movies alongside her members but when everyone tells her they are busy she gets so upset. That is until big sister Mina comes to the rescue making Sana feel so magical and happy "

word count ─ 1.2k

tags ─ little! sana, big sis! mina, autumn, harry potter, cuddles

notes ─ This is for the Magic prompt, so of course it had to be Sana Potter. So enjoy :3

Sana woke up refreshed after the relaxing night she had, which meant that all her energy was recharged, she tried to decide what she was going to spend the day doing, but no matter how much she tried to come up with any idea she just couldn't think of anything, that was until a voice call for her from somewhere within the house.

“Sana! You just got mail” said the voice which seemed to be Jihyo from the living room.

Sana ran towards where she heard Jihyo, grab whatever thing the mailman just brought for her, thanking the leader with a “Thank you Hyo, love yah!”, she ran back to her room to open the package. Inside was her new blanket hoodie, it was Harry Potter-themed, with all the characters displayed in a pattern, so this gave her an idea of how to spend the day away.

She was watching… HARRY POTTER.

Now she only needed to find someone to watch the movies with, since watching them alone isn’t the most fun thing to do, so her adventure to find a movie pal started, she went to find Momo in her room, but when she was about to open the door remembered that Momo was in Japan for a schedule.

After Momo’s room she went to look for Hyo, she was sure she would want to watch a movie with her, “Hyo! Wanna watch Harry Potter wif’ me? I gots a new blanket to watch it” excitedly asked Sana with a glimmer in her eyes, but disappointment came when Jihyo told her she couldn’t right now since she was called into a meeting but maybe later.

Then she went to find Jeongyeon, maybe she was willing to watch at least one of the movies with her, but as such had been her luck Jeong wasn’t able to do it either, “Sorry Sha but I’m taking Peanut to the vet for a checkup, but you know I’d be more than happy to spend time with you if I could” sadly told her the older girl giving a pitiful pat on the younger’s head before going out the door.

Finally, she went to Nayeon’s room to ask her to watch the movies with her, but upon arrival, she found Nay was getting changed, “Where you going?” asked Sana clutching her stuffed Hedwig plush against her chest, “Oh Sana! Didn’t hear you enter, but to answer your question I’m taking the maknaes to their doctor's appointment” answered Nayeon fake whispering the last part before chuckling, but she found that Sana’s gaze was on the floor and she was so quiet. 

“Is something the matter baby?” questioned Nayeon stuffing her purse with the necessities for the day, “Wanted to watch Harry wif’ you Mama, but you busy” sadly answered the Japanese girl burying her face on the plushes back, this broke Nay’s heart but she needed to take the girls to the doctor, so with a heavy heart told Sana that if she was still up to it when she came back from the doctor they could watch the movie together.

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Sana was sulking in the living room, stray tears came out of her eyes and quiet sobs dominated her body, this made her even more upset as she wasn’t supposed to be mad at the girls for being busy because they told her that if they could they would do it but for someone as little as she was at the moment it was beyond upsetting.

Mina came into the living on her way to the kitchen to grab a beverage, but stopped in her tracks upon seeing the upsetting scene of Sana quietly sobbing on the sofa, she went towards the sofa and sat beside the crying girl asking her what was wrong.

“Mitang!” yelled Sana launching herself to hug the penguin girl, “I w-wanna watch Ha-harry but everyone b-busy, no one watch mo-movies with Satang” sobbed the Shiba Inu retelling how everyone had things to do and so she was alone, Mina gave her a hug before getting up and going to the kitchen before heading to her room.

Sana got even sadder and more upset seeing how Mina just went back to hiding in her room ignoring the older one, she was getting mad at hearing all the ruckus that Mina was making from her room. Every once in a while she would see Mina coming into the kitchen, grabbing something, and retreating back to her room, this same pattern lasted around 20 minutes with the only difference of sometimes going to the linen closet instead of the kitchen.

It was about the 15th time Mina came out of her room and ignored Sana, and she was fed up with it, except this time Mina came straight to Sana and extended her hand out for her to take, with some apprehension Sha took the offered hand and followed Mina to… Mina’s room, why would she finally decide to invite Sana inside when she had been ignoring her for the last 20 or so minutes, since she was upset she made her thoughts known.

Mina began laughing, which made Sana mad about how she could be cruel to Sana for voicing her feelings, the penguin quickly recovered from her laughing fit and reassured Sha about how she wasn’t ignoring her and that they were there to give her a big surprise. Opening her door Mina let Sana inside and showed her what she had been preparing the last 20 minutes, there was a blanket fort surrounding the TV, and there was a wide range of bowls with snacks that Sana loved, some were even Wizarding World-themed, it was so magical looking with the fairy light hanging from the makeshift ceiling of the fort.

Sana’s heart warmed up and once again the tears made themselves present in her eyes, Mina got worried, “Did you not like it Satang? I’m so sorry” mused the penguin, but Sana was quick to say the contrary, “Like it? I wuv it Mitang!! Fank you for this you da best sister I could have!” finished the Shiba hugging the sentimental ballerina.

Once both girls were calm enough they started watching the first movie of the series, drinking the butter beer (non-alcoholic, of course, they are Alcohol Free) Mina had made with so much love and eating all the snacks. After the first movie had ended and the second one was around the middle Sana was so relaxed that falling asleep was imminent, before letting her heavy eyelids win the fight against sleep she let Mina know how grateful she was for her doing all this just to make Sha happy.

“Of course Satang, that’s what big sisters are for. We are here to make our tiny sisters happy, I love you so much” whispered Mina leaving a tiny but filled with so much love kiss on top of Sana’s head cuddling her harder and also succumbing to sleep’s arms. That’s how the rest of the members found them with happy smiles plastered on both their faces, Nayeon and Jeongyeon picked them up into the bed, tucking them under the covers and leaving them to rest… not before taking a photo to save the warm moment between the Japanese girls.

[kleiner-ghost-high-on-life]

If you’re doing the drabbles still: Gus telling Creature about what Gatlus was like before the G3 invasion? Or just the two trying to bond sometime after the events of the game or between bounties

The drabbles are open, always 🤲 Thank you for the ask ^^

Here's to two sweet lil' guys bonding while BH and the rest of the team are out kicking butt. (and a tiny bit of existential angst)

"Hey, Gus, Gus," Creature called out.

"Huh - What-" Gus jerked awake, "What's up pal?"

He'd dozed off a while back, during a particularly boring part of a documentary on Earth sea slug reproduction that Lizzie had put on to annoy Gene. She’d “hidden” the remote by the staircase, before heading out, leaving the trio of Gene, Creture, and Gus to watch the thing.

Gene only complained for about 5 minutes, before falling asleep, and Gus was quick to follow. He hadn’t quite realised how exhausting a life of bounty-hunting would be, and didn’t complain too much, if at all, when Bounty Hunter left him and Creature at home during this one mission.

Creature on the other hand seemed utterly unaffected by fatigue. It seemed like the added stress of constant near-death experiences was comparable, or even lesser than, that of constantly having a dozen kids.

“Were you sleeping?” Creature asked.

“Yes pal,” Gus blinked in annoyance, “Did you wake me up just to ask that?”

“No, I just wanted to make sure you weren’t dead.” The Gatlian shrugged, as much as his shoulder-less body would allow.

“I was just sleeping, why would you-”

“This movie Lizzie put on, it’s got me thinking,” Creature turned towards the TV, he paused for a second, his gaze lost in the wavy colourful shapes of sea slugs merging into a singular non-distinct mass of alien bodies, “We are the last Gatlians out there. Our planet is gone, and we will never be able to repopulate it again, just the six of us. All our traditions, songs, dances,” he nudged towards the screen, with a melancholic look painted over his face, “We’ll never be like them. My little freaky babies … they will never get to have little freaky babies of their own. You know?”

Gus was at a loss for words. Sure, he knew what he needed to say, which just so happened to very closely align with what he wanted to say, but Creature’s unprompted nihilistic philosophic speech had taken him by surprise.

Thankfully it seemed that Creature’s children were unaffected, as they spent the few minutes they had staring at the mating sea slugs in silent and confused awe.

“Ah, I’m sure there’s more of us out there,” Gus scruffled over and gave Creature a little pat on the shoulder. “Bunty Hunter will keep looking, and so will we. We’ll be alright buddy, we’ll rebuild. There might no longer be a home for us on Gatlus, but we made a good home for ourselves here, don’t you think?”

Creature turned to face Gus, earning him twelve displeased groans from his back.

“You mean that? Because I don’t think you mean that, not after how you got mad at Kenny for destroying our home planet,”

“I mean, he literally caused the downfall of our fucking-” Gus cut himself off, shaking his head. There was no use getting worked up over something Creature didn’t remember, and couldn’t possibly understand.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.

“You know, there’s something we could do before the others return. Bounty Hunter won’t get it, and Lizzie might yell at us, but it was somewhat of a tradition back on Gatlus. When someone close, like a best friend went on a very long journey, and we didn’t know when they’d return we’d throw them-”

“A surprise party?” Creatrue excitedly interrupted.

“No, not a surprise party. A bucket of Takeocot purée.”

“A what now?”

“Takeocot purée. I’ll show you how to make it. Well, we usually did it before they left, for good luck and to repel mud-bugs on their travels, but I’m sure they’ll get our meaning.”

The smile on Creature’s face was contagious, and Gus couldn’t help but mimic the grin. It had been so long since he’d engaged in casual tasks like this, and even longer since he’d done anything Gatlian.

“How are the two of you gonna make whatever that thing is, considering you have two arms between the two of you, and no way of getting down from this coffee table?” Gene suddenly interrupted.

“Aaah – I thought you were sleeping!” Creature exclaimed.

His children hissed at him again, in reaction to the loud noise.

“I woke up when you said repopulate,” Gene scratched his face. “Do you want me to call Lizzie to help you with your mushy-mushy bonding activity?”

“No thank you,” Gus dryly stated.

“I mean, he’s not wrong about us only having two arms,” Creature tried to argue.

“Two plus twenty-four,” Gus nodded towards Creature’s babies.

“Oh, right.”

With the roar of a dozen babies who were just told to stop watching TV, Creature’s children hopped off his back and helped the duo down from the coffee table before carrying them to the kitchen, as per Gus’s instructions.

When Gene straightened up on the couch, attempting to catch a peak of what they were doing, one of the babies ran up to him and hissed at his face. He would have bitten him too, had he not puffed out of existence that very moment.

“You know Gus,” Creature spoke while Gus rummaged through the cupboard he could reach, in search of the necessary ingredients, “We should do this more often; you telling me about stuff I’m supposed to remember, me telling you about how hopeless the future would be without my friends.”

“Sure thing, pal.” Gus smiled in reply, “Just maybe without the hopeless future part, next time.”

[nevalizona]

Pals?

Please pardon any errors. Also, please read the tags before reading🫶

Angie, who always needs reassurance that she's liked, or at least, tolerated by anyone and everyone, feels no shame as she walks up to Bubba, who's tall and wide, and towering over her. He watches her approach, but she can't really see his eyes. He looks down at her when she's in front of him.

"Can I ask you something?" Angie asks coyly. She's playing with her fingers, pushing her index fingertips against each other.

He nods slowly in response. She still can't see his eyes.

"Do you like me, Bubba? Like am I your pal?" She looked up at him with big eager eyes. Fingertips still pushing against each other. She may have a smile on her face, but it also looked a tad bit like a frown, oddly enough.

He looked at her for a few moments, and she wondered if she should repeat herself. Right as she was about to, he shrugged. She noticeably deflated.

"Oh."

He shrugged again, and this time pointed in the direction of Margie, his girlfriend’s, house.

"Am I interrupting something, ya big oaf?" She groaned, arms tight across her chest, foot tapping on the dirt. She looked more than annoyed. Offended may be a better word.

He nodded his head and pointed at Margie's house again. Clumsily using his hands to try to say something. Angie looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Bring the damn book with you, man. If you want me to know what you're saying." Angie turned her head up and away from him, looking more like someone throwing a fit than anything else. He shrugged his shoulders again and audibly sighed.

When she heard him start walking away, she sucked on her teeth and strode after the big man.

"Look, Bubba, I'm sorry, man! I shouldn't be mean to you. I'm sorry. If I want you to be my friend, being mean to you ain't gonna help!" She debated touching his arm and decided against it. She didn't know if he'd be alright with that. Seems like every person in this damned family has a preference about one thing or another, and she already did enough to him for the day.

He stopped and looked down at her. With this lighting, in this direction, she could see his eyes. They didn't look angry. They didn't look hurt. He nodded his head, reaching over and patting her on the shoulder. Two firm pats and a small, small smile, and he was on the move again.

Angie watched him for a few moments and sighed, rubbing her face. She didn't dare go ask Nubbins the same question. He wouldn't mince his words, and she's not sure he liked her too much either. Instead, she sulked back to where she knew Sissy would be. The one person on this farm that she knew would be happy to see her. And would gladly call Angie, her friend.

[fox1656]

Kitsun 1

Anthony Witckett sat alone under what he presumed was probably the oldest tree in the area, an ancient oak that boasted shade for all who sat beneath its boughs. As Anthony relaxed, he inhaled, the subtle scent of warm leaves filling his nose, as the sun filtered down, making small disc's of light on the ground. Suddenly, there was a pressure on Anthony's neck, almost choking him. He lurched forward, his attacker's grip tightening. College and quantum physics lectures were far from his mind in this, a real-life struggle in the peaceful shade of the ancient oak. Instinct kicked in, reflexes, honed from years of training taking over. With a surge of adrenaline, he grappled with the arm around his neck, the grip lightening. He scrambled free, tackling the figure to the ground, feeling th rough blades of grass between his fingers and his assailants arms.

Squirming beneath him was Leo, his best friend and usually lighthearted college buddy. Confusion clouded Anthony's face. "Leo? What the...?"

Leo, his face flushed and determined, struggled to speak. "Anthony, not cool. Since when did you get so good at..." He wiggled his hand, struggling to move, "...fighting? What's been going on with you? You've been acting strange lately. Disappearing for hours, these reflexes...it's like you're..." He hesitated, searching for the right words. Finally, he blurted out, "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but if you're in some sort of trouble, you need to tell me, buddy. We're best friends, maybe I could help."

A frown crinkled Anthony's brow, the sparkle that had come into his eyes at seeing his friend dissappearing. The corners of his mouth turned down, and his eyes seemed to cloud with guilt, and his shoulders slumped. He squeezed Leo's arms a little tighter, betraying his feelings. "I...I can't tell you."

Leo's brow scrunched, his eyes looking sad and worried. "Can't, or won't?"

Anthony's face seemed to turn sad, his dark hair seeming to lift a little with his brows. "It's...it's nothing you need to worry about."

Leo just sighed, relaxing. "Could you at least let me up, buddy?"

Anthony stayed in place for a heartbeat, and then his face lifted in understanding. "Oh..." Anthony hopped up, and he pulled his friend to his feet. Anthony absentmindedly scratched at his arms, inwardly cursing himself for getting on the grass, since it always made him itch.

"Thanks," Leo said, brushing his blonde hair off his forehead. He gingerly reached out a hand and patted Anthony's shoulder. "Hang on. What happened to your glasses?"

"Oh," Anthony said, sounding a little self conscious. "I...haven't been needing them lately. Weird, huh?"

Leo looked a little confused, and then he chuckled. "Careful or someone might think you were that new hero. What was it he calls himself? Kitsun?"

A flicker of nervousness passed over Anthony's face, almost imperceptible. Then he grinned and said, "yeah, that would be something, wouldn't it?"

Leo almost betrayed a look of worry, before he chuckled again and grinned. "Yeah. I wonder if Kaiju Elimination Force will get him."

Anthony grinned and then said, "yeah, right. I thought they were just a myth, like bigfoot."

Leo shrugged. "You never know man. Anyways..." Leo broke out in a big grin. "There's someone I want you to meet." Leo grabbed Anthony's arm and pulled him along to a small courtyard where a few people milled about. Leo pulled Anthony along until they came to a girl who looked to be of Cherokee descent. "Anthony, my greatest buddy and pal. I want you to meet my girlfriend, Emily."

Anthony looked at the girl, her face beautiful and smiling, her black hair pulled back in a pony tail.

[echantedtoon]

Royal Woes

Sonic x Sally Acorn

".......Sonic?" A soft voice called out before a chipmunk stuck her head through the door. The blue hedgehog didn't answer. He sat on their bed, doing nothing but staring at the crown in his hands. A symbol of his new title away from being a famous hero and blue speedster. When he still didn't answer, she stepped into the room. Closing the door behind her before going over to the bed. She sat next to him and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sonic. I can tell if something's wrong with you. We've been together for too long." Green ryes looked at her."........How did you know I was here?" "Bunnie told me she saw you come this way. Now....What's wrong?" He sighed befoe reaching up a hand to run over the quills on his head. "I don't know, Sal. It's just....Uh. This whole King thing has been really overwhelming lately." "Really? Like how?" "All these decisions. Taxes. Laws that make no sense. Sal. I went to visit Tails today and some meat-for-brains guard nearly beat him to a pulp because he happened to hug me dive bomb style. He now has two black eyes and bruises all over. How am I supposed to explain that to his parents?" She silently listened. "And now I get no privacy or any slack from those councilmen. If I go visit my family, I'm followed. If I talk to one of my gal pals. Like Rouge or Vanilla. Everyone makes a big deal about it because those girls aren't you or related to me. If I go for one five minute run, everyone wonders where I go. I can't even go for one minute without being watched, or judged or suspected of something I didn't even do. And It's stressing me out!!" He reached up both hands to grip his head and the crown fell to the floor with a metallic clatter. She looked at him surprised. This was going on? How did she not notice? "I don't know how much longer I can put up with this, Sal. I'm starting to think I might have to step down as King or something. I can't be stressed out so much. If I can't handle being King......then I have no business being King or deserve to be." "......." She furrowed her brows before picking up the crown off the floor and holding it to his face. "Do you see this? Do you know what it stands for?" "Uh....." He looked between her and the crown confused. "A King?" "Yes. And do you know what qualities makes a king deserving enough to wear this?" "......." "Nobility. A selfless, good heart. The wanting to help others and keep them safe. Being someone to rely on when trouble starts. Being someone to be able to love. Funny." She reached up to place it back on his head at the last word. "You have all those qualities and more." ".........And being handsome?~" She giggled. "That's not really a need-to-have, but it doesn't hurt." She playfully nudged him, which he smiled at. "The point is....You are a good person. And a good person is more than derserving to be king." "......You know what, Sal? You're right! I guess it was just the stress talking." She patted his shoulder before reaching to quickly peck his lips. "I'm glad you feel that way. O' King of Speed.~" "I do. Queen of my heart.~" She smiled before getting up and walking to the door. "Hey! Where are you going?" "I have some councilmen and guards that are just begging for me to talk too." "Yeesh. Well.....good luck." "Oh. They'll need it."