#let’s go out with a bang! bang bang bang!! {pico}

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

Happy Saturday—please enjoy Ficino having a Bad Day and dealing with Annoying Relatives who think he should be getting more from the Medici (and can’t he try harder?? Ask for a little more?? Doesn’t the family deserve to have some finery??)

Ficino’s family did seem to have some occasional grasping tendencies, if the litigiousness over Dietifeci’s will is anything to go by. Also telling that in Marsilio’s will he includes multiple contingencies that basically say “you will be content with how I am divvying up my property; if you sue each other over it you don’t get any of it and it will all revert to the church. No! Suing!”

Considering Marsilio was tied up, off and on, in lawsuits with his brothers over their father’s will over multiple years, it’s not super surprising that he built in requirements that to receive the inheritance you can’t contest it, if you think someone else got an unfair due.

Anyway, I enjoy knowing Marsilio lived with like ten other people and they all were Loud and Italian. No wonder he ran off to Giovanni’s whenever he got a chance. Granted I suspect the Cavalcanti living situation was also crowded—brothers + wives + multiple children. It’s different though if you’re a guest versus head of the household. Also i suspect Giovanni’s country house had more space.

Ficino had three maybe four homes, technically. The figline house I believe was rented to a brother or cousin so he didn’t stay there. Celle was a tiny farm and Careggi was a small hold and the place in Florence was a townhouse with Marsilio, his mother, his many orphaned nieces and nephews that he raised, his house keeper, his house keeper’s four daughters and god idk the family cat and two dogs and the geese out back

Marsilio: i need peace for five minutes to work on my book

Dietifeci, nephew named after his grandfather: PIERO WONT LET ME PLAY WITH HIS LUTE

Piero, nephew: THAT IS BECAUSE YOU WILL BREAK IT SOME HOW

Beatrice: UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE LOOK WHAT I MADE!!!!

Alessandra: Marsilio, dearest son, I need to take a nap because my prophetic visions are coming on strong.

Pico banging at the door: WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET UP TO TALK PLATO TODAY! DEBATE ME!

Giovanni: I love that all you want is to be a simple philosopher in the countryside and instead you are forced to be a Dad(tm) and have half of Florence hanging on your bell all day never giving you a moment’s peace

Marsilio: please make yourself useful and get my nephews to stop fighting, tell Beatrice her art is beautiful and inform Pico I will talk to him tomorrow

Angela: UNCLE! UNCLE! TELL BEATRICE THAT MY ART IS BETTER THAN HER ART!

Marsilio sighs.

[megamangxtheadventure]

CHAPTER 26: SECRETS OF THE FUNKIN MASTERS

THE PAST INSIDE THE RUINS OF THE FRIDAY NIGHT FUNKIN BUILDING

Protoman duke nukem, Garfield, Jon mikey sykey and heero yuu where exploring the burned out ruins of the funkin building

"this is where the funkin masters used to harness there magical powers of funkin" said jon arbunkle

"what is funkin" asked heero

protoman explained it "the funkin masters used to the song of creaton to bring things into the reailty they had true power over song maggic to change world" protomon said

"but they got hurburis and lost control of the funkin power creating monsters and thats when the call of gorefield seductioned them with poiwer"

they walked into ruins witch was covered in dark blood and evil glows "this was beautlful place once but the funkin masters where tempered by evil they say sonic.exe once and wanted to create lots of new sonic.exes thinking they could ocntrol; them but they lost control and the sonic.exes destoryed the funkin masters" said mikey

garfield clanched his fisti "WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO MAKE MORE SONIC.EXES ONE WAS BAD ENOUGH!!?!?!?!?!"

"because the power of darkness was seduction garfield they wanted to create there own sonic.exes in hopes they could use the funk to controling them" jon replied.

suddanly there was fat man it was DOCTOR ERGGMAN BUT HE HAD A RED FACE AND HOLD INSTEAD OF A MOUTH "Doctor egfgman? no you are not him you are a .exe" said heero as he got into a kung foo defanse pose

"i am STRAVED AND I EAT PEOPLE" he said and a robot metal sonic with a high tech cooker in its chest unit was there "THIS IS MY NEW ULTMATE ROBOT AIR FRYER!

protoman fired his buster and attacked with sheild "its one of the abominations created by the huboobris of the funkin masters do not let guard down!!!"

garfield lunched a series of punchings at air fryer but it was too powercul as he punched him into a wall "i should eat cat i love that cat" straved drolled

"not on my watching" heero yuu said and pushed garfield out of the wall and helicopter kicked at air fryer but the robot broken heeros legs and throwed him into its chest closing the door to the air fryer as heero banged on the class "save me" he shed as the air fryer turned on

"air fryed boy is really good in fact air fryers are very health you know and reduce fat contant while keeping good taste" straved laughed

"DO NOT KILL FRIEND" said protoman shooting.

staraved laughed as heero boiled and died to death "YOU CLEARLY DON'T OWN AN AIR FRYER HAHAHA!"

but it was fake h eero used double magic to fake being in the air fryer "big mistake" he said and pressed the self destruct button blowing the air fryer metal sonic up at the cost of his own life

"NO AIR FRYER WAS LIKE A SON TO ME NOW YOU ARE THE MENU!" straved said as duke nukem shot him with double shotguns "THE ONLY MENU HERE IS A BULLET IN YOUR FACE!"

before straved could attack PICO SHOWED UP SINGING WINGS OF A BOY THAT KILLED ADOLSCENANCE FROM GUNDAM WING AS STRAVED AS COVERED IN ENERGY DRAGGING HIM INTO THE ABYSS "go b ack to hell .exe!" pico said.

mikey sykey was shocked "you are a funkin master but i thought the power of gorefield destoryed your forms"

ppico nodded "That is right hackblood master my comrades the funkin master drawed on the power of gorefield to create sonic.exe copies and we where corrupted and lost however i was able to send the horrors to gorefields own realm with the corrupted masters now i guard this place"

"What will happen" asked protoman "there are dark forces that will one day want to break the seal and free gorefield they must be stopped"

but then gunfire happan and pico was shot a lot and ELON MUSJK WAS THERE "i invented a gun that is also a phone haha" he said and was texting on his gun "i am so very clever and smart"

"WHY DID YOU KILL HIM WE TRUSTED YTOU!" said jon

Elon laughed "i do things my way and putin gived me a lot of money to take you losers out and i want power and people to like me so i will build a new world where i can do anything i want and nobody can stop me!"

duke nukem aimed his guns "I will stop you!"

"no you won't because the kremlin knows you are here and are sending mig fighters to bomb this temple so welcome to die" elon said and jumped on a ladder as a helicopter takened him away and the building explodes.

PRESENT DAY PRESENT TIME

Protoman waked up in doctor light house now upgraded with the new megaman gx turbo technology "you have been asleep a while but now you have been outfitted with the same power and upgades your borhter megamangx has so you can fight against the coming evil" doctor light said as protoman got up and feld his new form

"FROM NOW ON YOU WILL BE PROTOMAN X!!" doctor light said.

the wall exploded as a sonic.exe with a zip mouth and long noodle arms had came "I AM HUNTER A SONIC.EXE AND I WILL TURN YOUR ORGANS INTO PAIN" it sytreached and coilled everywhere and cryed blood"

rOLL hit with a broom "did the illuminati already break the gorefeild seals" roll asked as protoman used the proto x buster to blaster it "no it must be a free one they recovered but i wont letting it, liv for long much" and he fired machine fun lasters but they did not doing damage

"i am unkillable becuse of horror and pain hahahahahahahaha" said hunter

Twat walsh then comed in with a rockat gun "we already have sonic.exes helping us with horror and pain will we get rid of deganermates and make world white and pure free of the weak and worthlass haha" and he started blowing the lab up

protoman x kicked him so hard he wented head first into the tolet in the bathroom next door "always some weak minded hateful humans that think they can control darknass you never stop do you" protoman x was not impress

HUNTER then went to the bathroom as his mouth opened into the size of tunnel and consuming matt walsh and zipped the mouth back up as he fareted out the screaming soul of what was once mat wash "useless people get eated" hunter laughed..

then Cirno peppino spacgetti brick gustavo had come in as cirno thrwoed the case at protoman x "TAKE IT THE PRIMSATIC RAIN BLADE!" she said

the case creacked up as the rainbow gem katana was there glowing was aura of massive powerful "now i am complete" protoman x said as he used his LIMIT BREAKER LEVEL 1 RAINBOW SEVERNCE NEWTYPE JUSTICE and sliced hunter up as he exploded then slashed him 2000 times as the sparkles and power purified all the darkness and made him stoip existing forever "perish to not existing you abaomination" protoman x said and shilved the blade in the blade holder.

"this is powerful weapon tell the lunar doctor thank you" protoman X said.

but circno said something else "your brother megamangx is in gensokyo but something has happened not just nazi but now taliban has invaded with the help of william afton" cirno said.

"then we better go to stargate command" doctor light said.

GENSOKYO

shadow the hedgehog and oemga where at human villain spying on the talban leaders "FUN IS BANNED MUSIC IS BANNED EVERYTHING THAT IS NOT RELIOGON IS BANNED YOU WILL OBAY US!" said the leader as all the women in gensokyo where chained up

"look over there its andrew tates lost boys and the man behind the slaughter" shadow whispered as they saw william afton in a purple cape leading the talicban

remilia and Ran catached up "we need to do something about this we can't let these talban losers have there way with our world" ran said

shadow was thinking "if we could get them and the nazis to kill each other we could weaken them and megamangx could take down afton" and they made plans.

to be continued.

[stories-of-the-multiverse]

All was quiet in the house, even the doggies had gone to bed. But sometime during the night there was a shout and with a jump B was awake. His sunglasses were knocked off in his fright, as he looked around to see what it was. Or perhaps it was his imaginatio- Ah... Nope. It was Spike, Shaking, and scared of... something. Slowly he approached. "Babe?" In an effort to not spook him any more than he already was. {Spike}

my muse has just woken up in a panic, crying, shaking and unable to say a word… send me your muse’s reaction to finding them like this

Blood. Blood took over all of his senses. The metallic sent in the air and taste in his mouth. The color painting the walls, the lockers, the floor, even some on the ceiling. The platting sound everytime his sneakers took a step.

The steady trickle from wounds he tried to ignore.

He found himself wandering the halls of his... middle... no, high... Either way, a school he went to. Clutching an M16 close to himself.

The halls slowly gave way to a filthy alley way, the blood dried on the surfaces. The scent wasn't as strong, but the taste was still ever present.

He found a figure, crumpled up in a heap at the end of the alley way. For a moment, the only proof they were alive was the shivering. Before they looked up.

"H-How much they payin' ya? I'll- I'll double- No! Triple it! Just- Please- Don't-!"

"Sorry, pal..." his own voice responded, sounding a bit younger than he expected.

The weapon then pointed at them.

"As the [missus] [boss] says... 'S bad business to jus' not carry out th' job."

Suddenly, he was in the school halls again, and the pleading face staring back out him had one eye, tears streaming down it. The stink of urine overpowered the metallic scent for a moment before he pulled the trigger.

"... Pico...?"

A voice. A very familiar voice.

Her whirred around, consciously keeping the firearm downranged.

His... his boyfriend... staring through blood soaked [blue] [pink] [blond] bangs.

Seeing the bruises littering his arms and face, he rushed to the smaller. One hand released the weapon to reach for him.

"Babe! Oh my god, are you alri-"

A hand grabbed his wrist and forced his arm behind his back. Cold metal nipped his skin as handcuffs clicked into place. He realized he no long had the gun as the other was forced behind him.

"I-I didn't do this! I was just tryna fight back! I was tryna help everyone-!"

"You have the right to remain silent," a man recited as he shoved Pico towards a police cruiser, "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law-"

His head whirred around and he was pushed to the back door of the car, looking for someone, anyone, to take his side!

His eyes locked with a girl's, sitting at the back of an ambulance. She simply stared back, empty.

A hollowness which was contagious as he was seated.

"I knew he was trouble..." a voice scoffed before the car door slammed shut.

He found himself looking out between bars, a boy shooting up at... something. He wasn't sure.

... The... resemblance between him and this kid... How strange...

The boy won, and he rushed over to the cage, shooting the locks off. The cage door swung open, and a grin formed on Pico's face.

"Nice work, bud-"

The boy suddenly swung a mace at him, Pico leaning back just barely avoiding it.

Back in school. This time the halls were even redder than before. The boy swung again. Pico rolled out of the way. He then turned, just in time to see the boy transform into a bear.

He was... in front of a house. For just a moment.

"I think I feel hate."

Large paws wound around his throat and lifted him up in the air.

He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe. He couldn-

Suddenly the paws let go, and as he dropped, he saw Nene briefly run behind a corner. The bear followed her.

No!

He had to- had to stop him- Had to protect her-

So he ran, ran ran ran until he burst through the janitor's closet. An M 16, just on the table. He snatched it up before rushing back out, face to face with...

Cassandra...

They started arguing. It was too jumbled for him to understand. Her [red] [black] [gray] [auburn] hair somehow spiked up even more as she became more frustrated.

It was time to end it.

He rose his weapon.

Aimed at the Nene on top.

And pulled the trigger, sending the bullet flying to her [head] [shoulder]. And she was down.

He rushed over to the remaining Nene. And suddenly he was cradling her, the [bullet in her head] [bullet in her shoulder] [slit of her wrist] oozing blood.

"Nene! Nene, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Just-! Just hang on! Hang on until help..."

... He was surrounded. Surrounded by bodies.

Strangers. His classmates. His closest friends. His... his boyfriend...

Weakly... clutching his pant leg...

"I'm... sorry...! I... I [tried] [didn't mean to] [just wanted to help] [ messed up]...!"

The clutch on his pant leg tightened, as the corpse of his boyfriend pulled himself up. The others started crawling, drawing closer. Their voices were all a cacophony. A cacophony of why why why why why why why-

"I'm sorry...! I'm sorry!"

His apologies came out in a mantra as he curled in on himself tighter and tighter. A mantra that went unheeded as they all continued to advance on him, piling up on him, overwhelming him both literally and mentally as they continued to ask why why why why why why-

It was at that point he'd shot up in a seating position, clutching his own biceps in a vice grip as a cry ripped itself from his throat. His tears must have been much colder than he realized, because he couldn't stop shaking.

What- What the hell...!?

A voice. A voice could just barely be heard above the buzzing in his ears and the rattling of his own skull. His eyes slowly, hesitantly trailed, met with...

... B...

Another moment of hesitation before he reached over, brushing lightly at locks of hair.

Green hair.

His hair was always green...

[ask-paradox-and-friends]

Starting with a street fighter x tekken bio and rival set up.

Long story short a large prism falls from orbit that Noone knows about but it seems to draw powerful fighters. The evil groups also find out it can dispel and absorb any and all evil energies so as the street fighters and tekken warriors are fighting a third group. The United Einherjars are after the box with different motives. Oh and the box has a tendency of giving people new and massive spikes in power making people more violent and somehow reacting and opens to conflict.

Mai and Reiko:*as the meteor containing the box known as the Pandora fell from the sky into the south pole Mai was startled awake. Unknown to everyone but her and her siblings Mai had a connection of the box and so started to prepare for a hike as she was watching the news and left she was she was stopped by her muscular and powerful friend Reiko. She was ready to go to fight and conquer those she wanted after hearing about the fight potential.*

Derail and Pelia:*the king and queen were enjoying their retirement watering flowers restoring parks and spending their fleeting twilight years enjoying the natural world that brought them together when they heard the rumors of Pandora they took up their arms for one reason 'Older men and Women like us need to make sure the children of the next generation don't fear the boogymen of today.'*

Naruko and Menema:*As Pandora came to earth a magical mirror that worked as a visual gateway to other dimensions suddenly shattered with both ninjas hearing and seeing the words 'The bridge shattered for a better walkway to come' both ninjas now are out trying to figure out what the hell that damn box ment.*

Saito and Okita:*The shinsengumi had reincarnated as a group of oddly Chivalrous and honorable Yakuza Saito now under the name Kiruyu and Okita with the name Goro both went out to get the box to gain leverage on any and all their enemies.*

Kaito and Legion:*as the box fell to earth days went by with neither Yamamoto caring about the box due to them being content with what they have but after hearing children and young teens had gone missing they soon found out that the box was the motive. With both men furious at the audacity of whoever did this both men left their mountain home to show their faces to the world.*

Tsugu and Sayo:*the box was all over the news to the point that Tsugu in her Dark Spring persona couldn't go an hour without someone talking about it. But after hearing from her mother her beloved Sayo had been acting strange and insisting her name was Makima both women got sayo to be herself making the afterglow heroines set out to stop any more people from ever getting affected by the box.*

Pico and Otis:*Both mercenary cousins had been paid and seeked out to find and secure this box both different groups of people making the men worried about this box after hearing they heard it came from space and both mercenaries set out and took all the money for one simple goal. Destroy the box and lie then take the money and profit.*

Garou and Metal Bat:*Metal Bat was called by the hero association to find the Pandora as the other s class would defend the world in his absence the martial art master Bang seeing this as a way to further enhance their synergies and potential sent his top apprentice Garou to help Metal in anyway he can.*

Bun and Draque:*As Bun was sneaking out of UA and Japan leaving letters for his mother about why he was heading out to the south pole to secure the safety of the box after getting vived dreams about the box the much younger hero set out to aquire Pandora only to be stopped by his Shadow manipulating lover who had heard about the box and saw Rei burst down walls and doors to get Mai to let her come to the south pole jumping on Izukus shoulder the duo set out to get the box and open it.*

Sunblood and Moontear:*After a ACHS satellite was struck and destroyed by a meteorite both the heads of the organization soon got scans of the box after getting all evidence of their satellite existence the gaint muscular eccentric doctor and his Cyborg neon demon nurse BFF and 2nd in command were ready to brawl*

Paradox and WhiteRaven:*after trying and failing to capture an elusive Golden Spider Lilly Beetle the siblings were spending their weekend lazing around messing with cards only to hear through Paradox's communications device about the Pandora. Being from roughly 900 years in the future the super soilder and her apocalyptic brother both jumped up and grabbed their gear. Coming from a time where the Pandora was nothing more then a well documented tall tale of fantastic story telling the young adults ran out to finally set the debates to rest about the 'Crypted Earth Box'*

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@splatoonfan88

I feel like if I make a fighting game story with my OCs with friends OCs as guest characters I think u can make something crazier.

Just need a main plot after I make character Bios.

[thc-chaoz-tric]

Send "Wrong Number" For the receiving muse to send the sending muse an unintentional nude.

Pico and Xavion cause the chaos is funny af

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He opened his messages and was half asleep at the moment he meant to send a good morning gif that he thought was kinda funny but sent the other picture on accident and just fell back asleep for a few minutes.

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Gallavich Kinktober 2022 Day 11 - orgasm denial X “Open your mouth.”

For @gallavichthings and noisy lovers

Read on Ao3 oe below the cut

Officer O'Reilly leaned heavily against the elevator wall as she watched the floor number change. Her mind wasn't rising with her, it was back in her cruiser with the steak burrito still wrapped in aluminum just waiting to be opened. The elevator emitted a jolly ding before its doors opened letting O'Reilly cross into the landing of the third floor.

A noise complaint. A fuckin noise complaint in an apartment building had dragged her away from her dinner. Most apartment dwellers kept the police out of shit like this, blaming thin walls and cramped spaces, but not whoever dispatch spoke too. No, they had been insistent someone come check it out.

God forbid a real crime occurs. O'Reilly could be stopping a mugging or conducting a sobriety test on some boozed up businessman. She could be saving lives! Or she could be biting into a warm tortilla filled with steak, rice, pico, and guacamole.

She heard it, all the way down the hall, voices, most likely a lovers quarrel or family feud. Following the sounds she ended up outside 218. Closer, O'Reilly could hear more noise from behind the door, and yeah they were a little noisy, but not worth her time. Still, she knocked on the door with authority and waited.

It took a minute, but soon enough the door was opening a crack, revealing a tall shirtless redhead. O'Reilly eyed him with skepticism before leaning to the side to look beyond him into the apartment. Finding it clear of blood and broken dishes she affixed her eyes on the redhead.

"Got a noise complaint."

The man had the wherewithal to look sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry, we'll keep it down, officer."

"Thank you." She hoisted her utility belt higher up her hips and sighed. "Have a good evening sir."

She waited for him to close the door before heading down the stairwell and back to her burrito.

–

From Mickey's position he couldn't see anything and could only hear mumbles. He pulled on the straps holding him down, humped the air in futility. If his husband didn't get his ass back here he was gonna-

Ian sauntered in, looking at Mickey with his hands on his hips. He blew out a breath and tapped his foot.

"What the fuck are you waiting for dickhead?" Mickey growled, back to thrashing against his restraints.

Ian tuttered and shook his head, "That was the police, Mick. We got a noise complaint."

"Who gives a fuck?" He shouted, purposefully projecting, hoping to rile his husband up, get his dick hard again, get another fuck in before Ian let him go.

Ian ignored him, rummaging around in their dresser. Mickey was ready to spit fire, his balls ached, his hole was leaking cum uncomfortably, and he still hadn't gotten his rocks off. He loved nights like this, absolutely loved them, when Ian used his body a few times, teased him, brought him right up to the edge but not over it, not until Mickey was crying and begging. Except a banging on their door took Ian away before the crying and begging, and now Mickey was just horny and pissed. Ian turned around, ball gag in hand. Mickey paled as his husband drew closer. If he gagged him he couldn't beg, couldn't plead. Ian would keep him on the precipice for hours if he even allowed him to cum at all.

"This isn't the Southside, baby. The neighbors don't ignore yelling and gunshots."

Mickey rolled his eyes, jaw clenched to keep from spouting off.

“Open your mouth.”

Mickey turned his head away, dodging Ian's attempt to gag him, that is until Ian grabbed his cheeks tight enough to bruise.

"Open." He growled leaving Mickey with no choice. He opened his mouth, making Ian smile briefly before he scrunched up his mouth and spit into Mickey's open one.

"Good boy." Ian praised as he let go of his husband's chin and shoved the ball gag between his teeth, letting him rest his head on Ian's moving hands as he buckled the straps in the back.

"Gorgeous." Ian whispered, looking at Mickey lovingly, pressing a chaste kiss to the ball gag. He stood and shucked the shorts he threw on to answer the door, cock hard like his husbands, but closer to relief.

Mickey let out a throaty whine he would deny later as he watched Ian lube up his cock and settle between his forcibly spread legs. Ian shushed him, rubbing his open palms down his chest to his hips before thrusting to the hilt. Mickey tensed and bit into the rubber ball between his teeth, his throat vibrating with a muffled scream. Ian smiled at the sound, loud enough to spur his hips forward but not loud enough for another unwanted police visit. A tear slid down Mickey's cheek. His was in for a long, torturous night.

[thc-chaoz-tric]

“And I hate bitches with blue hair but you don’t hear me complaining.”

“Y’know…”

“I really hate gingers.”

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Craving that good ol angst so maybe like a senpai x reader where the two get into a fight perhaps?

You were just flipping through the TV channels, like you usually did when you were home alone.

Then, all of the sudden, the front door slammed open before quickly slamming shut, which made you nearly drop the remote. “Jesus what was--?!”

“S-Sorry.”

Glancing over, you saw Senpai walk into the living room space, looking annoyed and angry as he threw his bag onto the chair. You watched as he glared down at his microphone--like it was the most disgusting thing he ever laid eyes on.

But before he could throw that, too, you got up and intervened, gently taking his wrist. “Hey, hey...what’s with the hissy fit? How did your match with Skid and Pump go?”

“Take a wild guess. My mic fucking busted, embarrassing me not only in front of them...BUT IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE GODDAMN NEIGHBORHOOD AND LEMON DEMON!!” He shouted, eyes flashing red with rage. “Stupid brats!! I KNOW they were just smiling behind their stupid masks..mocking me.."

You couldn’t believe how pissed-off he was acting. If it was Keith, you could somewhat understand.

But Skid and Pump? Two innocent kids who just wanted to have a fun battle with your boyfriend? You didn’t appreciate that one bit.

Then again, no matter who he met--he always got irrationally angry whenever he lost a singing competition. But this time he’s gone too far.

“How ironic, ‘cause you’re acting like a brat now.”

“...what did you say?” He scowled at you.

“You heard me.” You huffed. “They’re just kids, Senpai. They’re not gonna take singing that seriously. Did you really try to blame them for your microphone breaking when maybe....you did something to it yourself?”

“I wouldn’t have thought to check...no thanks to you.”

“Excuse me? It shouldn’t be my responsibility. You put yourself into the singing business, not me.”

“But-!”

“Have you always been like this?” You finally questioned, just being spiteful at this point. “Blaming other people for your problems? Have you ever considered taking responsibility for yourself for once instead of whining? Or did the time you spent in that video game make you forget the word “responsibility” altogether?”

The mention of the game is what made Senpai snap right back.

"Don't you EVER BRING UP THAT GAME AGAIN!!" He slammed down the microphone, completely engulfed in red flames as he pointed at you. “You know I try to win these battles FOR YOU. It’s bad enough I lose to Keith..AND NOW IT’S TWO STUPID KIDS IN COSTUMES!!! LET ME BE ANNOYED WITH MYSELF FOR ONCE, ALRIGHT?!!”

“The problem is you’re ALWAYS annoyed with it!! If you can’t handle two kids wanting a friendly contest then..you have serious issues. Just grow up, for fuck’s sake. No one’s out to get you except yourself.”

“......” This time around he had no comeback, but he was still seething with rage.

You, on the other hand, believed you had said enough, so you went to grab your shoes and phone.

“I’m..gonna take a walk, maybe apologize to two certain kids who looked up to you as a brother and a singer.”

He remained silent as he watched you leave, shutting the door behind you.

But the moment everything became clear to him, and he realized what he said, he slumped back onto the couch. He held his head in his hands, wanting to scream and cry his eyes out.

Though he shakily reached for his phone instead, looking through his contacts and finding a number he was reluctant to call.

But he needed to..if he ever hoped to reconcile with you.

“Beep bop--huh? S-Senpai?”

“Keith, let’s just...let bygones be bygones for now. I-I..I really need some advice.."

.............

“So you and Mr. Anime Guy just..walk around the park?”

“Yeah. It’s nice to take in the scenery, especially when the sun sets.”

“..meh, not spooky enough.”

“I know, I know.” You chuckled as you, Skid, and Pump took a walk around the local park. After apologizing to them for Senpai’s behavior, you treated them to some ice cream, which instantly lifted their spirits.

Fortunately they didn’t take his words to heart. They were just kids, after all, who didn’t care that they were wearing costumes during the springtime. The outfits seemingly gave them thick skin.

Before long they went on their way home, exclaiming they were going to rap battle Pico since he was back in town. And you waved goodbye to the pair and tossed out your ice cream after finishing it.

You sighed as you continued your walk, though as you approached the benches, you saw a certain strawberry-blond male sitting there by himself.

But you were surprised to see him dressed neater with a small teddy bear plushie in his lap.

How interesting..considering this was exactly where you first met Senpai.

Back then, he had just entered the real world--scared and confused with nowhere to go. But you took him in and learned about where he came from, what really happened to him..and from there a loving relationship blossomed.

He heard you approach and sat up, giving you a shaky smile as he stood. “[Y/n]..I-I... know I said things I shouldn’t have, and...I admit I’m immature and..there's no excuse for that. You were right..the only person I’m embarrassing is myself."

Tearing up, he bowed his head, bangs hiding his eyes as he offered the bear to you. “I know this won’t immediately fix things but...I-I don’t ever wanna hurt you like I did back at home again. I’m so sorry. I’m..gonna do my best to change. E-Even if you stop loving me, I-I’ll change for you.”

After a few moments of silence, you smiled and took the bear from his grasp, though you pulled him into a hug as well. You could feel him shaking, even sobbing a little, as he hugged you tightly.

You knew he was genuinely sorry.

“Sen..I forgive you.” You kissed his damp cheek. “I’ll always love you..even if we have some spats every now and then. Sometimes couples do and..it's okay. I'm sorry for the things I've said, too."

“I know true love i-is..really just a farce in reality but..you’ve shown me what it could be like.” He pulled away to look at you, his eyes softer and brighter than before. “I don’t wanna lose that.”

“You won’t.”

“I promise I’ll lose the ego and be less harsh on others. Today we start anew.”

And you both sealed that affirmation with a tender kiss.

Senpai knew he had to thank Keith later, but for now he wanted to make the rest of this day all about you.

[zv5x]

It's Pico timeeeeeeee!!!!!!! I always wanted to do some Yan!Pico for this blog, so here we go! I hope you all enjoy!!

Request status : open!

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Your tortured ears could still hear him calling out your name, even with how far away you were from him. A small part of you knew that you shouldn't have even tried running away, that your efforts were in vein, and you were only tarnishing the trust of the man who could take and give your basic rights at will. But, the other part of you just couldn't ignore that unlocked door you felt he left for you by "mistake".

Pico tried telling you that you were miles from any sign of human society, and that was only if you happened to start running in the right direction after leaving your own personal prison. You forced yourself to think he was just bluffing, just filling you up with lies to discourage any possible escape attempts.

However, no matter your circumstances, no matter where you were or what you were going to do from here on out, you just couldn't stay there anymore. You just couldn't. The feeling of betrayal, isolation, vulnerability, you just couldn't take any of it anymore. You had to get out, get away from him.

Perhaps, in some sick twisted way, Pico was right. Perhaps you trying to escape was in fact futile. Perhaps your future really was with him.

No.

No, you repeated in your head like a broken record, swearing yourself to hell for even considering taking his side for more than a millisecond. He was a monster, and monsters never have good intentions. You already decided that he didn't really love you, even though he told you he did millions of times a day as he looked down at you like you were the most precious thing he had ever laid his eyes on. He had to just be playing with you, like some sick predator toying around with it's prey before he made the final killing blow. The game Pico was playing with you was sick, and you didn't want any part in it any longer.

You could feel that he was getting closer. You could hear the quickness and heaviness of his breath and the way he called out your name oh so desperately. Like you were being carried away by some third party and hauled away to a slaughterhouse. In all honesty, you'd much rather be in a place like that than be subjected further to Pico's sickeningly sweet affectionate gestures.

Suddenly, in a split second, as Pico sprinted quicker than he was before, he held out his arm in a motion you could not see. There was a loud popping noise, sounding similarly to that of a firework, and then you stumbled to the ground. Pico followed quickly behind, of course. He rushed to your side and crouched down to your level as the pain just started settling in. You looked over at where the pain seemed to be coming from, and your teary eyes widened as you saw the disturbing sight of red oozing from a hole in your ankle. Pico swore under his breath, quickly picking you up and throwing your body over his shoulders. Instinctively, knowing Pico was far more than just a simple threat to you, you banged on his back with your fists and thrashed and kicked with the only leg you could move (even though the pulsating pain in your ankle made such movements simply agonizing).

He shot you. That mother fucker shot you.

"Fuck, (Y/N)..." Pico sighed, his voice sounding more strained than it usually did. "Why can't you just fucking listen to me?!" Pico said, taking all the punches and kicks better than you expected him to. He was keeping a snake-level grip on you, which was impressive considering the circumstances.

Quiet sobs left your throat as Pico rubbed your back and gently shushed you. Your body seemed to fall limp, as you lost all will to fight him any more. It was over. You had your chance to escape, and you used it stupidly forgetting Pico carried an uzi around him all the time like a mother to a newborn. None of this was your fault of course, but you couldn't help but imagine how else this could've gone down with a little better planning and preparation. The thoughts only increased the sound of your sobs, which only made Pico's stress worse at the moment.

You could barely hear him mumble an apology to you, citing that everything was just to test if you really were loyal to him like you promised, and although he was saddened by the result he would still continue to love you unconditionally. It was the last thing you heard, before the pain in your ankle and the constant trauma your brain was desperate to have a break from lulled you off to a strangely comforting sleep.

You woke up with a slight ringing in your ears, though that quickly faded in favor of hearing pacing footsteps across the echoey basement floor. You internally sighed, as you had just gotten the privilege of upstairs access. Granted, being allowed upstairs should be considered a damn near basic human right, but you were in Pico's world now rather than your own. And in Pico's world, anything is justifiable if you lace your atrocities with half-assed "I love you"'s and "I'm sorry"'s.

Pico glanced over to you as he heard you groan, the chain that he apparently put on your leg making a slight jangling sound as you tried to stretch. He walked over to you and sat down on the floor, his face just about a foot away from yours.

"You know why you're here, right?" It was a simple question, and Pico would be satisfied with a weak nod or so, but you couldn't help but express your distaste for the situation, so only a muffled "go fuck yourself" seemed appropriate. Pico only hummed, brushing hair out of your face and arching an eyebrow at your pained, but still determined expression. "You're here because you won't listen. I didn't ask anything of you. All I wanted to do was keep you safe. There's a lot of people out there who wanna hurt you, you know? There's a lot of people who wanna hurt me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knew I didn't do anything to keep you safe."

Pico was never one to trail off and leave his sentences long, but he couldn't help himself. You deserved at least some kind of an explanation, especially after you're being faced with the man who just shot you. In his defence, it was only in the ankle and it was only to stop you from running, but still.

"P...Pico...ple-" Your hoarse voice was cut as Pico placed a single finger against your lips and shushed you oh-so gently, your only response being a tiny whimper.

"You don't say a word doll, just let me take care of everything from now on. I'm gonna keep you safe, I promise..." Pico smiled a bright smile, which was the absolute last thing you expected from someone like him. "I love you, (Y/N)."

You were too stunned to speak, and his smiling lips twitched. "(Y/N), I love you." You gave him a weak smile back, and closed your eyes.

"I love you too Pico, thank you, for everything..."

Your throat burned at the words being spoken, but you spoke them with hope. Hope that maybe someday, somehow, there'd be a sliver of light at the end of this tunnel, and you'll live to see another sunrise without Pico.

Sure, it was nothing more than grainy aspirations and shattered dreams, but it was enough to keep you going, and that was something you appreciated to your core.

[neko-naruto]

Found family

I traversed the cityscape, having adorned a backpack within the first week on my own, mic in one hand and gun in the other, both in working condition, a full clip of bullets in Pico gun and the microphones wires starting to fray.

I can survive, sure I haven't found any sign of the cure no matter where I go, but I've survived this long, so I have to keep pushing for them no matter the cost. I was forced to kill off a yellow human sized sponge that belonged in a hellish dreamscape of my childhood, same with the human with the golden sword.

I walked down the street, for once I was calm, no sign of any trouble, until I heard a bang, I strafed to the left before letting my eyes dart at the tops of buildings being greeted with nothing, the fuck did that bullet come from then.

I heard another bang, I strafed right, hopefully dodging the bullet, I didn't know until I checked and didn't want to know either, I looked at the buildings surrounding me before I felt something sharp glide across my calf, I looked straight ahead being greeted with someone wearing only light pink and black, most of the clothing skin tight and covering to much for me to recognize the person, a few daggers in their hands with a holster at their hip with a gun lodged in the holster.

"I don't want to hurt you." I said cautiously lowering my gun to the ground, the person dashing up and grabbing the weapon before taking a few leaps back to make sure I wouldn't try anything before they inspected the weapon, eyes widening ever so slightly.

"Name." The person demanded.

"Boyfriend, rapper of the time before, potential partner to Girlfriend and good friend of Pico." I explained, telling the person everything knowing by now that I might be able to ally with anyone I can find.

"You didn't kill him, Pico, did you?" The person asked me, voice wavering slightly.

"He sacrificed himself so I could survive and told me to find a way to fix this mess." I told the woman whose eyes widened ever so slightly from what I could tell.

"Nene, my name is Nene, and I won't be shocked if you've forgotten me." Nene said, I only have blurry memories of her. She walked back over to me, putting out a hand to shake which I took without second thought.

"Is Darnell still alive?" I asked carefully knowing that I may hit a nerve.

"Yeah, he's at the base, taking inventory of what little supplies we have left." Nene told me before turning to take her leave.

"Uhm, uh, if I'm not much of a bother, then can I join you two?" I asked running up to her, she still had my gun and I needed a place to stay.

"Sure, you can take cover with us as long as needed, but, when you leave, you should know either me or Darnell are coming." Nene said, waiting for me to catch up before leading me across the city, pulling a plate of metal off the tunnel into the sewers.

"You guys live down here?" I asked, the ground was dry, any sludge that once ran through the sewers gone.

"Only safe place left, so long as we don't make very much sound we'll be safe." Nene told me, sliding down a ladder into one of the pits, at the bottom was a small base for survivors, around twenty people where in my line of sight.

"That's understandable." I said before following her down.

[thc-chaoz-tric]

send in " interception " for my muse's reaction to your muse dragging or pulling them away from a fight or potential fight.

(It can either be Xavion dragging away just Pico or all three. The guy is strong like that lmao)

@rxbxllious-angxl-brx

Seeing as Pico was yelling at a guy over his pay for ‘taking care’ of someone for him as the Xavion dragged him he tried to pull away and tried to pull him off and continued to yell to the guy threatening him now. He was pissed and no one likes an angry ginger the other man gets away easy as Pico looks up at Xavion who in one look could tell the redhead was livid.

[syst3merr0r]

~Goodbye~

A FnF Corruption Mod short story, because I wanted to make the fandom cry :)

This story’s also on Ao3 as well! It's still called Goodbye.

Story’s under the cut!

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck-!!”

Pico ran down the street as fast as he could. That damn lemon demon was spreading that corruption shit, and fast. Keith was gone, Cherry was gone, so were her parents. But who he was worried about the most...

Slamming open the doors of the bar where they usually sang at, he held his gun in his hand.

“SKID!!! PUMP!!!” He yelled. The boys. Where were the boys?! They were so young, and the corruption was so painful...

He ran around, until he stopped dead in his tracks in front of the stage.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Skid was on top of Pump’s shoulders as per usual, but the poor sobs and hiccups the poor boy was making...it was just heart wrenching.

Pump...well, he was gone. But Skid wouldn’t let go of him. His legs to his knees were covered in the corruption, as well as a part of his face.

“P-Pump!!! Pump!!! Pump no!!!” He sobbed, clutching his best friend’s head.

“It isn’t that bad, Skid! Just a little painful, but not too bad!” Pump said. “Just let it happen.”

“OI!”

The two looked at Pico, who had his gun pointed at Pump. Tears ran down his cheeks. Oh god...oh fuck...

“Skid, let him go!” Pico yelled, the boy shakily refusing. “I c-cant leave h-him!!” He cried, looking down only to meet the purple gaze of his corrupted friend.

It hurt. The black crawling up his legs felt like claws digging into him, and it hurt.

Why was this happening?!

He let out a startled scream as Pico ran and scooped him up, bolting away from Pump who gave chase. Well, what once was pump, anyway.

“TAKE HIM!!” Pico yelled, but Skid couldn’t see who it was. He was suddenly taken from Pico’s arms. “You’re gonna be okay, kiddo.” Looking up, he saw Whitty.

Now standing in front of the two, Pico had his gun aimed at Pump, who was running at them. If his theory was right, it should work. God, he didn’t want to test it out on Pump of all people!!! But he didn’t have a choice.

“One!”

Whitty pushed Skid’s face into his shoulder, not wanting him to see.

“Two!”

Pico tried to calm his shaking hands the best he could. This had to work. It had to.

“THREE!”

A bang, a thud, and Skid’s terrified sobbing were the only sounds to be heard. Other than that, silence.

It was silent.

[fnf-brain-rot]

We're In This Together [Pico's School AU] Chapter 2 - Donut Rendezvous

Today was the day..

Wednesday..

It was a half day, being the day before a teacher work day. They didn't have school on that Thursday. Teachers had donuts available to them in the break room every Wednesday.

Pico and Darnell have been planning this for months.

They got the whole class on their side, having started a little protest in the cafeteria. "We're tired of adults hogging the sweets to themselves!" They cried out to the other students. "This time we take the sweets for ourselves!"

They were being normal at first, all arriving when the bell rang, sitting in their seats, and listening to the lecture. Most of the students shot each other knowing glances. Pico was the leader of this rendezvous, of course. On his signal, the others would move.

Ten minutes into class now, Bee was curious about the restlessness of the other students, looking around himself, having made eye contact with a few. Right, he's new. Pico had a grand idea. He'd lead in the front with him, like his queen of the army or something. He snickered at the thought, looking down at his blank paper. Right, perfect move. He and Darnell looked to each other, then nodded.

It felt quiet. Too quiet. The seconds ticked by loudly from the clock above them. Usually the teacher that buys the donuts would buy two boxes, which should be enough for two classes to feed each student one time.

Oh, right, the other class was in on it too. This would be big.

Pico stood up from his seat, slowly, as to not alarm the other students. Mrs. Fee's back was turned to the children, the woman mindlessly explaining some math equation and writing on the chalk board. He walked over to Bee, gently grabbing his hand. "Bee-" He almost started, but Pico covered his mouth, as to not alert Mrs. Fee as well. "Follow me.." He whispered. Bee nodded and stood quietly as well. The two shimmied from between the desks, and Pico held up one finger.

One...

Two....

Three...

The cacophony of screeching desks an chairs startled the woman up front, and many children began to yell at the top of their lungs, mostly those also known for causing trouble. A thunderous rumble of feet crossed the floor, and Pico raced for the classroom door, Bee just barely able to keep up with him. He threw the wooden slab open, and bolted out of the classroom, not looking back, but he could hear the monstrous amount of kids following him.

"Beep!! Beep bop!!" Bee cried over the noise, then heard the door next to theirs slam open. The second class took the message, and now raced after the other. Pico could hear Darnell's laughter over the noise as the group of students scattered around down the hall. It was a straight shot to the break room, right down the hall. Their school had no security, all they had to worry about were the teachers.

"What are you kids doing?!" The voice of one of the teachers rang out, muffled by the sound of stomping feet and ecstatic screams. "Scatter!!" Pico yelled out. Some of the taller kids blocked view of Pico, Darnell, and Bee, entering the room in which the donuts resided. Bee stood off to the side, hiding behind the wall as Darnell closed the door behind them. "B-Beep?? Brappity-"

"Yeah, you weren't here for instructions. You see, me and Darnell been planning this for a long time." Pico began to explain it to the shorty, quickly grabbing one of the boxes. Still warm. Nice. "Darnell grab a bag." Darnell saluted and went to look for a plastic bag. They would snag a little under half the donuts exclusively for themselves, being Darnell, Pico, Nene, Gigi, by Nene's begging, and Bee, because Pico said so.

"Bep bop.." Bee breathed out. Pico could damn there hear his heart thumping in his ears. It wasn't over yet. "Darnell, assess the situation." Pico then ordered. Darnell poked his head out the door. "No teachers in sight, sir." He responded. "Good, let's book it." Pico grinned maniacally, Darnell holding the door open for him and Bee.

"Boop bepoo?" Bee pointed at himself, and Pico raised a brow. Their next stop was their secret spot, but they had to go past the main office to get outside, since the doors were chained during the day. "Why did I grab you? Well, cause you would have been left alone in there with Cassandra." Pico gagged as he said her name. the goths wanted no part in it. He didn't care, more donuts for everyone else. "Now come on, there shouldn't be anyone in the office right now." He led the two past the glass room, which as he stated, was devoid of any staff. They most likely went to deal with the kids, which the screams still echoed faintly down the halls.

They scampered past the view of some cameras, then accessed the side door. The empty area behind some trees across the walkway was visible. They were in the home stretch. "Hey, Darnell, carry one of these will ya? My arms are dying." Pico huffed softly, and Darnell snurked. "Whatever you say, sissy." He teased. "Hey, I'm the leader of this whole operation. I ain't no sissy." The ginger shot back, making Bee giggle lightly.

They made it without error to the hiding spot in the trees. Bee fumbled with his hands awkwardly, staring at the bag of donuts Darnell held. Pico laughed a little, setting one of the boxes on top of the other on a tree stump. "Wait just a second there Bee." He walked over, elbowing the smaller's shoulder, who winced a little, but rubbed it with a goofy smile. "Those are the special donuts. We're gonna go heat them up in the lounge." Bee made a face. "During lunch dummy."

"There's a part two to this plan??" Darnell quickly asked. Pico shook his head. "I just know how to get in and out. Me and the janitor are on good terms. I'm close to him letting me into his closet." He nudged the brown boy's arm, and they made their way back into the building.

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"Now, I don't know what's gotten into you kids, but this behavior is unacceptable."

Mrs. Fee had decided to give the kids a lecture after they all returned to their respective classrooms. "The only one who didn't leave was Cassandra, which means the rest of you get workbook homework for the rest of the week." Darnell groaned, but Pico had a shit eating grin on his face, his cheeks flushed in triumph. "Fucking worth it." He muttered, holding his fist out to Darnell. "Yeah, I guess." He responded with quiet laughter, returning the fist bump. the other kids probably thought it was worth it. Hell, Pico controlled the distribution of the donuts. They better think it's worth it or they ain't gettin' shit.

Pico looked over to Bee, who was smiling and kicking his legs a little, fiddling with his pencil. That whole ordeal must have filled him with quite the adrenaline. "Stick with me, and you'll be on top of the food chain dude." He had told him when they were coming back in. Bee didn't seem opposed to the idea, but he still didn't wanna scare him off. They did things like this pretty often. Having the parents Darnell had, usually others had to get involved so just those two, or three, including Nene, wouldn't get in trouble.

After the end of first period, Pico waited for Bee by the door, of course being teased by Nene and Darnell as they left. Bee stumbled a bit as he threw his big bag on his shoulders, walking over to Pico with a big smile on his face. "You like that chaos, huh?" He asked the boy, returning the grin. "Beep boop!" He responded, bouncing on his toes a bit, and they left the room.

"That's just how it is in this school. Of course I'm the instigator, got kind of a reputation. I make my father proud." Pico laughed a little. His ego was inflated as hell considering the dads he has. Well, dad. Steve didn't like to entertain the chaotic nature those two shared. Said he didn't like to lose sleep while those two jousted with frying pans at two AM.

"Bep bop.. Skdoo beep.." Bee muttered softly, a bit of a bitter tone to his voice. "What, your dad doesn't like that kind of mess?" Bee shook his head in response. Must be on closer terms with his mom huh? Yeah, he's lucky he had a dad who didn't suck ass. "Well when lunch rolls around, you can have your donuts, okay?" Pico reminded him to reassure him. He didn't wanna see the sad look on the kid's face. He was too bright to be frowning like that. "We could work on that homework together too, if it'll make you feel better." He then offered him. There it is, that bright smile.

Man this kid was just so precious..

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History was mostly uneventful, save for Bee falling asleep in the middle of writing a sentence. He must have crashed from all the excitement. It was so abrupt that his face banged against the desk, and his head shot back up as he let out a yelp. Pico snurked from beside him, and heard some others begin to laugh as well.

Once the class had ended, Pico made sure he and Boyfriend were the first ones out, so they could run and grab the donuts. Thankfully the boxes were still there, untouched. "Come to papa." Pico rubbed his hands together, and lifted the boxes. he hoped all the glaze didn't melt off, it's hot out here.

They made their way back into the school, walking in through the side door to the cafeteria, where all the students waited eagerly for their treats. Darnell, Nene, and Gigi caught up to them when they saw them enter. "Wow, you actually managed to pull it off. I'm impressed." Gigi commented lightly as they set up the boxes on the end of one of the lunch tables. Pico cleared his throat, his cheeks reddening as he put a hand on his chest. "Well, they don't call me Pico "danger" Neil-Griffiths for no reason."

"literally no one calls you that." Nene snorted. Bee held back a laugh, turning his head away, while Darnell just openly cackled. "Whatever, I like my name." Pico scoffed in response, then opened one of the boxes. He was right to be worried. It's a mess in there. "You sure they'll want these?" Nene asked him, doubt in her voice. Pico waved his hand dismissively. "They're idiot kids, they'll take anything with sugar in it." Bee reached for it, but Pico smacked his hand away. "We get the nice donuts. Darnell?" Said boy held up the large plastic bag of almost half a box of donuts. "You sneaky.." Gigi mumbled, sweating nervously. "That's capitalism for you. Now take the best looking ones outta here, and we'll let them have the rest- quit your yappin', you'll get your turn!" Pico glared at some kids that had gathered around the table, and allowed his buddies to grab whatever ones they wanted. He had a mind to sock one of these greedy children in the face.

He often forgets he's a child himself, but he doesn't associate with these gremlins.

Once each of them were satisfied with what they got, the group began to move to leave out of the cafeteria. Pico stayed behind to whistle, signaling to the others to come get their donuts. And like a pack of starving dogs, the children rushed over, once again, save for the goth kids, who glared at Pico knowingly. the ginger only flipped the bird at them, and ran off with the others.

"What are you guys doing for the half day?" He heard Gigi talking to the others. She and Bee were walking pretty closely. Pico stayed back a bit, narrowing his eyes at the little pit in his stomach. He felt nauseous, or something. He didn't know, but he didn't like it. He didn't linger on it for too long though, noticing Bee glance behind him. "Bep!" He slipped between Nene and Darnell, who looked to see where he was going. They cooed when they saw Bee grab Pico's hand, which made the taller flush exponentially. Geez this guy could pull. He must have been an annoying toddler.

"C'mon man, how are we gettin' in?" Darnell then asked as Pico was brought to the front. Pico laughed to hide how flustered he was, then cleared his throat. Literally everyone, except for Bee, weren't buying it. Oh whatever, he didn't need to convince everybody. "Simple, just walk in." Pico walked over and opened the door. "We're on schedule, so the teachers should be on their way in a little bit. Hurry and throw that in there." The others filed inside, looking around and snooping through drawers. "Nice. Sharp scissors." Nene pulled a pair of scissors out of the metal cabinet, and Bee flopped onto the couch, letting out a content, "Beeeeeeep.." Gigi laughed and sat beside him, causing his face to go red.

Pico forced himself to look away, as to not seem weird.

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As everyone wouldn't shut the hell up about, school ended early. Pico was so ready to leave, he even had a couple spare donuts. He stashed them away in his backpack for safe keeping. "Geez P, how do you understand Bee so well so fast?" Darnell had asked them, the group hanging out in the front of the school. "I dunno, it's like.. telepathic." Pico looked to the blue headed boy in question, who was mindlessly tapping away on his phone a a bit away from them. "Bee, you're sitting in the middle of the staircase, someone can trip over you." Pico pulled him closer, just barely missing some kid who wanted to launch himself off the top stair. Dumbass..

"Bop.." Bee mumbled softly, turning his body to face Pico, then continued what he was doing. Gigi and Nene talked with each other some bit away. He didn't care to listen in, they were probably chatting about girl stuff.

"Hey, who the hell rides a limo?" Darnell grumbled in question, and Gigi's head shot up. The horn from said vehicle honked loudly, and some people stared at it. "God, that's so embarrassing.." Gigi covered her face. "That's mine.."

"What?!"

"Beep?!"

The group had shouted simultaneously, and the red head girl giggled. "What are you, rich??" Darnell questioned her, and she made a nervous sound. "I'll explain some other time. See you guys!" She gripped her backpack and ran off, the group watching as the door opened for her, and she hopped in. It left just as quickly as it came. "Huh.." Darnel murmured thoughtfully. "New objective. Find out if Gigi is rich." Pico joked lightly, and Nene scoffed.

"Knock it off. You've done enough today." She went and sat with the three. "Hey Bee, you wanna hang out with us today? We always stop at this playground on the way home." Pico then offered. Bee hummed in thought, but paused when he noticed Pico give him the puppy eyes. He giggled, then held up his phone. "Bee bo bop." He responded. "Is that.. a yes?" Nene questioned. "He'll text his mom." Pico answered for her, standing up from his spot. "Wizard." Darnell mumbled, and followed suit.

Thankfully Bee was able to go. Pico thought he would have to rant to his dad about mean parents.

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Pico wanted to do everything and absolutely nothing all at once.

He sat in his favorite spot near the slide, Bee sitting beside him. "Behp beppo." He muttered nervously, and Pico scoffed. "We steal the playground every day, those kids should know better by now." He huffed.  Bee went quiet after a moment, and Pico looked up to him staring at him. His cheeks flushed red. "Uh.. What?" He then asked. The boy only responded quietly with "Hm?" as if he were spacing out. Pico clicked his tongue and looked away again. "Hey, you got your mic, right?" He then asked. Bee popped out of his trance almost immediately, and nodded excitedly. He reached into his back pocket and pulled it out. "Bee-dep?" He then asked the other, and he nodded, a light smile on his face.

Bee seemed ecstatic to sing for him again, and so he did, gaining Nene and Darnell's attention as well over some time. Just like at P.E, they listened to him sing for quite some time. It was calming, Pico would argue he enjoyed it the most.

"You know, you should hang at my place sometime. I got games and stuff." Pico offered, about an hour after Bee's little jam session. "Beep?" He turned to look at him. leaning against the bars of the playground structure. "I mean, I live with Darnell when my dads go off in the army. Oh, you get to meet my dads sometime! They're cool. I'll be completely honest, one of them will tease you for speaking in bee-bops." He then snickered lightly at the thought.

"Baps?" Bee tilted his head, holding up a two with his fingers. "Yeah, technically, I call them both dad. They're real close, but they're not married or in a relationship or anything." Pico then hummed softly. Sure they also sleep in the same bed when they're at home, but that's just because it's more comfortable than bunkers out where they are.

Bee hummed in thought, then nodded. Cool. It's a date.

Yes, he meant to think that.

It's a date.

Pico's mind swirled with thoughts of what he could do when they met up again. He pulled one of the donuts out of his back pack. It was a little mushed, but still good. He ate at it slowly, wanting to savor the taste. He could eat cold donuts, they were fine. He caught Bee staring at him again, then raised a brow. "What? What's up?" He then asked, his voice muffled with food. Bee's cheeks flushed, and he pointed at the donut. "Oh.. I can give you a piece." Pico looked down and tore off a piece of the treat, handing it to Bee, who took it thankfully. He popped the entire piece in his mouth, a happy "mmmmffff" emitting from his throat. Pico laughed a little. "You like donuts, huh?" He teased him, and Bee curled up a bit, still chewing away happily so he could get every little bit.

Pico spent the rest of that afternoon with the three. Darnell and Nene definitely understood Bee a little bit more after today.

Even if it is just a little bit.

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.Memories (BF X Pico).

it was a beautiful night in philadelphia (heh, if you heard the song philly, you would know), the stars glistening in the sky. Boyfriend was so lucky that he didn't die since Pico knew him...he knew him because they dated a really long time ago. When Boyfriend took Girlfriend home, he went to the alleyway where Pico was. He wanted to talk to the ginger since it's actually been a while for both of them. He cleared his throat and looked for Pico. "..Pico...? Are you here?" He shouted out, hoping that Pico was around. Pico heard the teenager's voice, putting his uzi on safety mode and coming out of the shadows, smoking a cigar. "What's up little dude?" Pico said as he blew a puff of smoke at Boyfriend's face, coughing and fanning the smoke away from his face. "U-Uh...hey... it's been a while huh?" He asked, rubbing his head.

".. yeah..it has actually.. you're lucky that I didn't shot ya, otherwise I would've fill you up with so much lead, your dick would have been a pencil-"

"Shut up, don't remind me-" he said as he laughed a bit.

(TW: guns, mental hospital, please don't read if you are uncomfortable with it)

Pico just shook his head and chuckled.

"Ya know-" he goes closer to Boyfriend. "All these years, you haven't changed a bit the last time I saw you~" he said as he lifted his head with his finger.

Boyfriend blushed and pulled away. "Stop it Pico- you're making me blush-" he said as he crossed his arms.

Pico sighed. ".. what happened to us...?"

"You know what happened....I can never forget what happened that day..."

Flashback

There was lots of killing at the school, Darnell and Nene died because of Cassandra and her allies. Pico was trying to save Boyfriend, making sure he was safe, running with him by holding his hand. He puts him in the locker and slams the door. Cassandra the big ass tarantula was attacking, Pico shooting at the spider and blood was everywhere, Pico having blood on his clothes and face. Boyfriend seen what was happening in the locker crack and he heard the biggest bang, Pico on the ground and Cassandra on the ground also. Boyfriend just gasped and goes to cover his mouth, about to cry.

End Of Flashback

"B.. but...I don't understand.. how did you survive that?" Boyfriend asked.

"I got shot in my chest, but I was taken to the hospital by cops and...I went insane... because of...her...so I had to go to... the mental hospital... for a long time...I don't wanna...go-

Pico then heard voices in his head..oh no.

Pico held his head as he heard the voices, pulling out his gun. "GO THE FUCK AWAY CASSANDRA YOU BITCH!" he took his gun off of safety mode and immediately started shooting all around. Boyfriend immediately hid for cover, hoping that Pico would stop shooting anytime soon...I mean. He been though so much, he could never relive that hell he's been through. He panted as he ran out of bullets, huffing and holding his gun close to him. Boyfriend decided to come out of the hiding place, looking at him. "..Pico?" He said as he reached for him.

Pico aimed his gun at Boyfriend, about to shoot again. "WHAT?!" He then snapped out of his trance, seeing Boyfriend in front of him. He was shaking, breathing heavily as he dropped his gun and try to keep himself in control. Boyfriend immediately got scared of him and just stood back from the ginger.

"B.. Boyfriend...I'm sorry..." He said as he quivered, his eyes sprung with tears as he tries to keep himself from crying.

Boyfriend had a frown of his face. Even though they were Ex's, doesn't mean that he would leave Pico sad like this. And to be honest, Boyfriend still loved Pico with all of his heart. He goes near Pico and goes to hug him tightly, his hat falling on the ground as the strong wind was blowing in the background. Pico gasped at the sudden hug, but eventually he gave him and hugged back. He was so touch starved, he didn't want to let go of the smaller male, but he had to. That's a hug he'll totally remember.

(PT 2 COMING SOON!! IF YOU WANNA DRAW ART FOR THIS, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO!)

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Found

A Pico x (Bf)Keith fiction

Tw: Weapons, implied death, blood, if you've ever seen the context of Pico's School before FNF then you know what to expect.

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Scared.

Terrified.

Frozen with Fear.

All good ways to describe why Keith's legs had gone numb. Tucked away in a random locker by some bully because he was playing his music way to loud...he knew the blood flow had to have been cut off to his legs from how long he'd been in here but it, wasn't his biggest concern right now.

He was grateful that bully never took his walkman away, or the headphones to listen to it, cause that meant it wasn't broken or anything. It was also currently the second final barrier between him and the loud bangs of gunfire outside the locker. A shooter, he heard from the voices outside his prison that were likely other students trying to warn people to hide, he was going to bang on the door and ask them to let him out but a different bang beat him to it, the crimson blood of his classmates leaked in through the bottom of the locker and he had to resist a sob forcing it way from his throat. Though he couldn't quite catch the tears.

He didn't know what to do, he couldn't leave or call for help. He had no one. He was a no one. Glancing down at his walkman, he watched tears fall and hit its glassy case, the fear taking over his movement.

He was quick to pull his headphones from his pockets and blast the walkman in his head. He couldn't hear anything else, didn't want to hear anything else. Not the screams of his previous classmates or the gunfire or even any help that was looking for him. Just the music. Thats all he needed. Pushing himself to the back of the locker and squeezing his eyes shut. Just the music, his music. Yet he couldn't help but feel like he was missing somthing.

Of course someone had to try and save the school, there was always a hero in these situations, someone more just than the killers. It just happened to be Pico a lot of the time. As he searched through the lockers for stuff to take, he was surprised to find a strange kid with blue hair stuffed into a locker, and based on the way they glanced up st Pico, headphones still in and blasting music loud enough for Pico to hear it through the squishy material, he was also surprised to see Pico, petrified even.

Their eyes were widened and panicked, they appeared to have been crying and cramped in their for hours, Pico goes to reach out and help them out of the locker but the blue haired boy flinched back, glancing down at the gun in Pico's other hand. He looks just about ready to jump through the locker and wall behind him just to get away from Pico. The ginger's voice lowered and he tried to reason with the frightened teen, but even that wasn't taken very well.

"Hey, babe come on listen to me im not-"

"BEEEEEEEEEP"

...

What.

What was that?! Keith slapped a hand over his mouth and sobbed while Pico frantically looked back at his friends, who simply shrugged. Thanks guys.

He looks back at what he assumed by this point was a traumatized kid like them, just more flight than fight, and sat down, putting his hands and gun to the side. Keith looked up at him with still very cautious eyes and gently pulled out his headphones, whining from the ringing in his ears in a series of beeps that made no sense to Pico.

"Beep bo bop...."

"I can't understand ya Hun. Take some deep breaths."

Keith sniffles at Pico's request, and exhales, repeating it until he looked...a little more calm. Pico reached out again, thankfully the other didn't flinch this time, and pryed the other out of the locker. The blue haired kid wobbled on his bloodless feet for a second, but Pico held him tightly so he wouldn't fall. They stared up at eachother and while Keith slowly regained his wits in a dazed sparkle, Pico held his reassuring eyes, atleaat until his friends butted in.

"Pico come on we've gotta get moving or we'll never catch up to those assholes-"

"Alright alright! Gimme a minute."

Pico gently shifted the other boy onto his back, patting his arms assuredly when he heard what sounded like confused beeps.

"Boop beep bo bop?"

"Hold on tight, were gettin out of here, don't you worry."

Despite the other's ...weird, speaking? Beeping?, Keith seemed to understand Pico well enough and linked his arms around the other's neck and carefully moved his still very numb legs around Pico's waist,, holding on tightly as the ginger picks up his favorite trusted gun and picks up pace to catch up with his friend's. Keith leaned into the other's hair and tried to remain calm while he got feeling in his legs back, the other smelled of gunpowder and drugs, but he knew they were a good student in class- if just a tad paranoid- and he seemed to be able to handle himself well in battle as the fights raged on and Pico slowly but surely saved the school until the cops arrived. Keith always looked away during the fights but...they all weren't dead yet so that was a good indicator that Pico could handle himself and more just fine.

He was happy Pico found him. Happy to have someone else besides his music, for once in his life he felt cared for and loved...was this what he was missing?

"Hey blue hair, babe you good up there? You've been real quiet."

He squeaks a surprised beep out, he had been lost in his own thoughts and missed Pico's calling, but he was quick to ignore the fluster on his face and respond.

"Bepboop beep skidoo bop"

"Good, keep holdin on."

With a bright fluster on his face, a cute and heroic boy holding him? He was surprised how well it calmed him despite the inherently terrible situation they had gotten into. It really felt like what he was missing, a clue. Love.

...yeah...He should ask Pico to hang out more.