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[mangocatart]

New heroes are in town! Who will you side with?

[love-and-deepspace-fanfic]

Another delulu for our fishie! And this time of course will be for his newest steamy card “Omnipotent Perception”!

This will be the lighter version with different approach (suggested by LnD contest theme) but I hope to still be able to capture Rafayel’s complexity and profound feelings.

This personally is my favorite card (I know I know I had so many favs now huhu) but definitely on par with Private Trip and Floral Promise for me.

This journey of discovering Rafayel inner feelings has been quite a treat for me and I look forward to seeing more of these in the future.

Hands up to LnD dev team! Excellent job as always ❤️❤️❤️❤️

PS: I would also appreciate if you can check out the post on X as well!

Now is the time for our delulu!

Rafayel and I were enjoying our vacation on an island miles away from where the Lemurian ruins were discovered then fate found the better of us…

The Unspoken Feelings

"Today’s forecast: Sunny and breezy, perfect for picnics and outdoor sightseeing..."

The ding of a text message with a weather alert pulled me from my slumber. As I looked around the unfamiliar room, I realized I was on an island southeast of Linkon City, about miles from the discovered Lemurian ruins. Rafayel and I had come here for a summer vacation. A big yawn reminded me of how well-rested I felt thanks to him. Last weekend was hectic, but now I can relax and enjoy my vacation with Rafayel, with whom I want to spend the rest of my remaining time.

Even though this was my third day waking up to the colorful sunlight filtering through the blue-tinted windows of my room, as if I were submerged in the sea, I still couldn't stop marveling at this place.

An island surrounded by the sea, like a lone oasis in a desert. I'd heard rumors of mermaids living here, but only those who'd seen them could confirm the truth.

Not only the island itself but also the way someone had furnished this guesthouse intrigued me. It was very nautical, or rather, very Rafayel.

In my bedroom, beside the large blue-tinted windows, small sea-themed decorations were scattered on the shelves: seashells, pearls, coral, scented candles that smelled of the ocean, an hourglass, and a pot of bright red lilies.

If someone told me this was Rafayel's house, I wouldn't hesitate to believe them.

But when I asked if he had lived here for a long time because this kind of decor is usually found in places for people with long residences, he simply said that a friend had given him the house, so maybe that friend had decorated it in his style and left it there in case he needed it in the future.

I knew this was his usual way of avoiding an answer if he wanted to hide something. And it made sense. Why would Rafayel have a house on such a remote island, except for the local residents or curious people who wanted to explore the Lemurian ruins? If that were the case, it meant he had a past he hadn't told me about. I suddenly realized I might not know him as well as I thought.

When my phone buzzed a third time, I realized I'd been spacing out for quite a while. Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I could immediately guess who had been texting me all morning. It was Rafayel who kept asking if I wanted a seafood breakfast, and really, only he would suggest something like that so early in the morning. Just as I was about to touch the screen to reply, I heard the door open, and the smell of the ocean mixed with his distinct scent and food filled the room. When Rafayel saw my dazed expression, still lying in bed, he chuckled and said,

'Cutie, it seems your sleep is about to turn into a fairy tale about a sleeping beauty.'

Without waiting for me to speak, he went straight to the round table by the corner of the wall, carrying the plate of food he had in his hand. The faint smell and vapors from the food also let me know that this was something he had just prepared. Before I could say anything, he went straight to the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed, and a moment later, a wet towel was draped over his arm along with a basin of water. His fluid movements left me stunned as I could only watch. Rafayel chuckled at my naive and silly expression. He sat down beside me and lifted my face to gently wipe it.

As he traced the lines of my face, Rafayel looked at me and teased, 'Haiz, I think I'm losing money on this deal. I hired you as my bodyguard, but it turns out I do more serving you than you do for me. I wonder if I can get a refund.'

I was silent, enjoying his gentle care, until I caught the distinctive salty smell of the sea.

'It's your honor to serve me, Mr. Rafayel. Now tell me why you got up so early this morning to go to the beach. You're not usually the type to wake up early, are you?'

'Silly girl, don't underestimate me! I need to exercise too, especially when I have the chance to come back here. Watching the sunrise and then immersing myself in the sea. The feeling of sinking into the water and forgetting all my troubles is the best way to de-stress.'

Rafayel flicked my forehead. 'If you're still feeling troubled by work, you should try it. I'll do my best to accompany you.'

I hit Rafayel, and he reflexively yelled. But before he could complain, I immediately pointed out a flaw in what he had just said.

'Rafayel, didn’t you always say you wanted to watch the sea or the sunset with me? So why didn’t you invite me this time? And by the way, what do you mean by getting de-stress?'

Rafayel sighed, looked at me, and stroked my hair from my temples to my face, then gently pinched my cheek.

‘You’re overthinking it, it’s just simply because I saw you sleeping so soundly, and I didn't want to wake you up, so while I was waiting for you to wake up, I had to do it by myself and for de-stressing, maybe from…not getting enough attention from you?’

Noticing a slight irregularity in Rafayel's voice, before he could finish, I quickly grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly, then looked straight into his bright cerulean blue eyes covered in fiery red with a determined expression and said,

"I want to do that with you from now until the end. So next time, don't forget to take me with you, no matter what happens, okay?"

Rafayel was momentarily surprised, but then he smiled softly, leaned down close to my cheek, and placed a kiss on it, watching the blush spread from my cheeks to my ears.

When satisfied with his handiwork, Rafayel replied, "Okay."

After we finished eating, it was time to carry out the plan that Rafayel had already set up, and the reason I emphasized that this plan was personally arranged by Rafayel was that he was determined to let me relax without a care in the world. It was in executing this plan that I realized Rafayel was more familiar with this place than I'd thought.

And that surprised me because he usually would proactively tell me things I needed to know, but perhaps this land, along with the buried past here, was something he didn't want me to touch. Not only that, deep in his eyes, there was a nameless sadness, like a fleeting nostalgia that quickly passed like a fish's tail gliding quickly across the palm of my hand, leaving me no time to grasp. Maybe I didn't understand Rafayel as much as I thought. I thought I understood a large part of him, but the chain of events of the past few days had revealed to me that I still had a long way to go.

I tried to learn more about what he hadn't revealed, but whenever I wanted to mention a part of that past, he would just pass it over with a calm tone as if it were just one of those trivial matters that didn't need to be mentioned - from the villages he had been to, to the streets he had walked. Everything he told me was like a third-person narration, not from the direct perspective of someone who had experienced it. I also asked if he was really happy when talking about those past times, and fortunately, because I knew he was a truthful person, instead of glossing over it, his answer through silence was proof of what I had guessed.

And that made me want to know more and more about him. So when I looked at the schedule for the last day, packed with places to go, from the harbor to the art gallery to the night market, I suddenly felt that I didn't want him to keep reminiscing about the unhappy memories anymore. I wanted to see him in a place where, although there was still a hint of nostalgia, he wouldn't feel suffocated. And that place was the guest house where we were staying.

That meant there was a possibility that today, both he and I would do nothing but look at each other. When he heard my suggestion, Rafayel was quite surprised and observed me for a moment as if trying to find something different about me, until he sighed and agreed.

"If you want, cutie..." he took my hand and gently kissed it. "I don't mind spending the whole day with you without doing anything. Luckily for us, I just found a flyer stating that there will be a seaside market near the shore around the afternoon when the fishermen have finished fishing, and they will also hold a small festival to celebrate the summer, so there will be fireworks by the shore. What do you think? That's also like doing nothing in this place, right?"

Fireworks and a seaside market? That's a great idea! I'm sure Rafayel would love it!

So I agreed immediately without hesitation.

The detailed plan for today was simplified drastically to "sit idly at home until there is a seaside market and fireworks in the late afternoon."

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The sounds of fishermen and vendors mingled with the excited chatter of shoppers, signaling to Rafayel and me that it was time for the seaside market. Conveniently, the market was located right next to the guesthouse Rafayel had arranged.

Hand in hand, we wandered towards the tents set up for the festival. It was quite different from what I had expected. Instead of just selling seafood, there was a wide variety of other items characteristic of the region. From seashells to thatched hut decorations, necklaces and bracelets made of pearls and stones, created mysterious sea colors. To emphasize the summer atmosphere, a multitude of Hawaiian-style shirts were sold everywhere in the stalls. Before I could tear my eyes away from all the goods, Rafayel had placed a straw hat on my head, having bought it from a nearby stall without me noticing.

“You’ll need this when walking by the sea in the afternoon, or you’ll end up like a dried fish,” he said with a smile. Seeing him wearing a similar hat, I couldn’t resist taking a photo of this memorable moment.

“Then I have to save a picture of you before you turn into dried fish too!” I teased. Rafayel grabbed my phone. “If we share the fun, we have to share the misfortune!”

Our laughter somewhat eased my mind as I thought about the part of Rafayel I didn't know. I told myself perhaps now wasn’t the right time to delve deeper.

But fate had other plans.

As we took photos, a heated argument erupted at a nearby stall. A customer, with a fierce expression, was holding a pearl and was berating the young boy behind the counter. “A trivial pearl like this, and you dare to say it’s priceless and charge a sky-high price? Do you know the price of pearls is going down? If you don’t sell it cheap, no one will buy it!”

The boy, almost tearful, replied, “No...this pearl is truly priceless...very precious...I can't sell it to you like that…”

Just as the customer was about to get physical, Rafayel intervened, grabbing the customer's hand and examining the pearl.

“Hmm, a very fine, aged pearl. Truly priceless, not something you can buy with money. Unlike someone who didn’t even know its true worth and still dared to make himself a bargain.”

Rafayel glanced at the customer and with a force only the man could feel, he snatched the pearl, wiped it with his sleeve, and handed it back to the boy.

“You're right. This pearl is priceless, and priceless things shouldn't be sold carelessly.”

The boy stammered, “But...I need money to…”

“Alright,” Rafayel interrupted, “if you want to sell, I can buy it and give it back to you, and of course, I won’t do it for free. So the condition for returning it is that you let me meet the owner of this shop, is that okay?”

The boy looked from Rafayel to me and then to the angry customer. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said he would tell the owner.

When the owner met Rafayel, I felt indescribable, as if they were old acquaintances who hadn't seen each other in a very long time. As they went into the hut behind to talk, I grabbed the boy and asked about the stall owner.

The boy called the owner “Grandpa”. Grandpa was the one who had taken care of him as he once lived in an orphanage. The boy also said that “Grandpa” was very knowledgeable about the island, everything from tides to weather. He loved “Grandpa” very much, but “Grandpa’s” health had been declining lately as if he was sick even though Grandpa always told him there was nothing to worry about. With his small mind, he only knew that if “Grandpa” was ill, he would have to see a doctor, which would require a lot of money. But “Grandpa” rarely asked for help, especially from people wearing white coats, and Grandpa also forbade him from selling anything except for what Grandpa caught or made, and the money earned from those small items was very little. So while Grandpa was resting behind the stall, he had tried to sell the gift the man had given him: a pearl as bright as the moonlight shining on the sky when the tides ebb and flow. That's how we were able to encounter the scene today.

After putting everything together, I had a feeling of who the stall owner was. There may be some things I need to ask to clarify.

As I finished my conversation with the boy, Rafayel and the stall owner emerged. Before I could speak, Rafayel took my hand and said,

"Let's go, there are still many other stalls waiting."

He turned to the stall owner and said in a serious tone, "As the old saying goes, if you need anything, we're still here."

The stall owner laughed as if this was something he often heard. "I know, I know. If you keep saying that, you'll become an old man. But let me have a few words with this young lady."

Rafayel looked at me as if asking for permission, and I nodded without hesitation.

As I approached, the stall owner looked at me for a long time and sighed, "That boy, although he talks a lot and has quite a sharp tongue, still withholds a gentle nature. So would you mind taking care of him?"

"Don't worry, that's my plan!" I proudly replied. Seeing my sparkling eyes, the old man sighed as if a weight had been lifted from his heart. He looked directly at Rafayel and me and suddenly bowed, surprising me a little.

But before I could stop him, he looked at us and said, "Well, I wish you both a happy outing. Be careful because..." He whispered, "It will rain tonight, so you'll have to find something else to do."

To my surprise, the old man and the boy waved goodbye as Rafayel held my hand and led me away from the stall, leaving behind a multitude of unanswered questions.

The sun was setting, turning the sky a deep red. The stalls were winding down as people eagerly awaited the evening's fireworks. Yet, between Rafayel and me, there seemed to be an invisible divide.

Since our encounter with the mysterious stall owner, who seemed to be an old acquaintance of Rafayel's, his mood had been down, despite his attempts to hide it by avoiding more profound questions.

He could explain the stall owner's background but seemed reluctant to discuss the man's current condition or why he was on the island in the first place.

There were too many intertwined secrets, and I had an intuition that these secrets held the key to understanding Rafayel's true self, a facet of him I had yet to discover.

This led me to bolder speculations. Perhaps this was the true emotion he had always held, and I had only realized it now because he had hidden it so well. While I acknowledged that his genuine, happy smiles were always associated with the moments he spent with me, it was only when he mentioned his "past," the time before we met, when he was still in Lemuria, that he seemed distant. And it was largely due to my inattentiveness; I hadn't truly focused on learning more about him.

Determined, I decided it was time for Rafayel and me to break through this invisible veil. I wanted to understand him better, including the things that might have hurt him in the past and the scars he tried to hide from me.

I wanted to know everything, to understand him better, only because I loved him as much as he had, was, and would love me.

Taking a deep breath, I took Rafayel's hand, who was still busy introducing the stalls in front of us. A determined look in my eyes conveyed my steadfastness, catching him off guard for a moment. But finally, he sighed in defeat. He squeezed my hand and stroked my palm gently as he said.,

"There's an open space on the other side of the dunes. Would you like to sit and watch the sunset while we wait for the fireworks?"

I nodded gently. The four footprints treaded side by side towards the base of a tree on the other side of the dunes.

The gentle breeze carried the salty scent of the blue sea mixed with the sand, creating a slightly itchy damp feeling, like rolling in the sand while still wet. It was uncomfortable and stuffy. Perhaps that was also the feeling the Lemurians had to face and adapt to when they first hesitantly set foot on the shore.

We both remained silent, watching the sun gradually set on the horizon until I decided to break it.

"Rafayel, you don't have to tell me more details. But at least you can share the basics about you. After all, those basics will help me understand you and your origins better."

Rafayel rested his head on his hand and looked at me intently. "What do you mean by basics?"

I took a deep breath and looked straight at him. "By basics, I mean things revolving around your daily life or at least how you feel. For example, how did you, as a merman, feel when you first stepped onto land? Did your feet, accustomed to swimming, hurt when you first learned to walk? Or did you feel lonely in a strange place? You may not need to tell me what happened, but at least how you felt when experiencing those."

Rafayel's eyes seemed covered in darkness immediately after hearing my questions. He lowered his head and let out a bitter chuckle before looking back at the sky, which was gradually darkening as the sun had set.

"So if I say it hurts, or I'm lonely, what will you do? I'm not naive. Who's to say that those past experiences and feelings weren't all fabricated by me to trap you?"

"Rafayel!"

I took his chin and pulled him to face me. "Look into my eyes."

Rafayel, startled, slowly turned his gaze from the dark sky to meet mine. "...Why? Why do you insist on knowing this? Isn't it easier to not know?"

Just as I was about to reply, a loud clap of thunder echoed through the sky, followed by heavy rain. Oh...just like the old man said...it's raining...

Before I could react, Rafayel quickly wrapped his arms around me, trying to shield me from the pouring rain. But the rain was coming down so hard that everyone had to seek shelter in the stalls being cleaned up, except for me, who was still in Rafayel's arms and protected by him.

But I didn't want to be protected like this...I wanted to face it with him.

My impulsiveness caused me to act faster than I thought. Amid the heavy rain, I grabbed Rafayel's hand and ran straight towards the guesthouse.

The sound of the rain pattering on the ground seemed to separate Rafayel and me from the outside world. This separation became even clearer when we finally reached the door and got inside. It was just him and me in our own space.

The heavy breaths mingled with the raindrops gradually falling to the ground made the atmosphere around us change invisibly.

When my sudden sneeze broke the silence, Rafayel quickly grabbed my hand and led me towards the bathroom. The sound of running water carried the warmth that gradually emanated from the bathtub. While Rafayel was still focused on preparing the bath, I continued to look at him and said what I hadn't been able to say in the downpour earlier.

"I want to know, Rafayel. Because I love you and want to understand you better, including the aspects you consider ugly and not worth mentioning."

After a long silence, Rafayel sighed. He approached me, touched my cheek, and said with a gentle voice.

"Alright, I can start by writing a book or telling you 1001 stories of the Lemurian people. Now go to the bathtub and rest, I'll wait for you.”

As Rafayel was about to leave after ensuring I was settled in the tub, my hand quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. My sudden action caused Rafayel to pause, and before he could pry my hand away, he lost his balance and fell into the bathtub.

Silence enveloped us until Rafayel took a deep breath and chuckled as if he had no choice.

Rafayel leaned against the side of the tub opposite me. The hem of his bathrobe was askew, almost like an invitation.

"So you want me to stay here? In this state? Just to find the answer to what you've always wondered?"

I looked at him and reached out to where his heart was beating. "Yes, I want to know more about you."

Rafayel took my hand and rubbed it gently on his cheek. "So what do you want to know?"

"You don't have to be specific, but you could start with...how your Lemurian people express affection?" I firmly acclaimed.

"You really want to know?" Rafayel moved his hand from my wrist to my fingers and gently placed a kiss on it, slowly saying, "When Lemurians fall in love with someone…All our senses are committed to perceiving them without questions."

Before he could finish, I moved my finger to touch his lips and stroked them. "You mean...like this?"

Rafayel chuckled. "Your way of triggering my “sense” has only touched the surface."

I chuckled too. Because, of course, this touch didn't stop there. To prove my point, my hand gradually traced along his neck and went down to where I had touched earlier.

Rafayel's body stiffened with each movement of my finger, signaling that he was also becoming tense. "You...are all humans so foolish...this isn't just about touching..."

Before he could finish, my finger went even deeper to places I wouldn't usually wander. And by now, even Rafayel couldn't stay calm. His eyes darkened, only faintly lighting up when lightning flashed across the dark sky, illuminating the entire space for a moment, revealing shades of deep blue and fiery red. Before I could react, he pushed me onto my back while holding himself above me with his arms. My whole body was submerged in water, enveloped by his strong body.

Rafayel looked straight at me with a frown.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

With his words, the thunder roared continuously, signaling something big was about to happen. I knew what it was, and I was the one who was looking forward to it. "I know. And I know you're looking forward to it, too."

Rafayel looked at me intently with eyes I'd never seen before. It was as if I were prey being watched by a predator, and in the blink of an eye, I could be attacked without a chance to fight back.

Our heartbeat gradually filled the silent air, drowning out the thunder outside. Even I couldn't tell whose heartbeat was so strong, mine or the person I loved who was facing me. But no matter who it belonged to, I knew the hidden intention.

Rafayel finally spoke after his hand gently stroked my lips. "I'm looking forward to it because it's from you."

His entire body leaned down as he pressed his lips against mine. A warm sensation appeared between our lips. From the familiar, it gradually turned strange. This kiss...was different...so intense...so passionate...and so unfamiliar... Could this also be another part of him?

Our heavy breathing continued after the passionate kiss he had given. It was frantic, as if devouring. There was no more thinking or reason. Only passion and intensity. My warmth caused him, a merman, to exclaim, "And you’re warm, I like that."

Somehow, those words touched my heart. They recalled many legends I had once heard, and one vaguely mentioned how mermen didn't like the heat and how difficult it was for them to adapt to the warmth. But for him to say that he loved my warmth, how much had he had to endure to adapt to that extent?

When Rafayel looked at me intently after the passionate kiss ended, I couldn't help but reach out, hold his face within my two palms, and gently caress it, which was unfamiliar and slightly different from usual. I uttered the words that I thought from the bottom of my heart.

"Rafayel...this different side of you...is it still you?"

Immediately after hearing that question, his eyes sadly looked down for a moment, but as if reassuring himself, after a moment, he looked up at me and said, his voice mixed with a little self-doubt and a touch of pleading, "So will you still love me no matter what I become?"

I suddenly realized. It turned out that he was worried about me no longer loving him after discovering his past?

Silly Rafayel, how can I tell him that my love for him can no longer be taken back?

Ignoring all reason, my body acted on the most primal instinct. I grabbed the necklace around his neck and pulled him down hard, leaving a bite mark on it. I bit down fiercely as if to leave a strong and unfaded mark, a mark to say that he belonged to me no matter what might happen.

And to his surprise, I reached out and touched the bite mark, uttering the crazy words I had hidden deep in my heart and now had the opportunity to express. "Rafayel, just to let you know, when you’re madly in love, human often have the urge to mark their territory. And this mark of yours is no different."

His eyes were filled with a thousand emotions, and one of them I could see was relief. It seemed that he, too, understood my feelings for him as much as he had always had for me.

So Rafayel, please don’t be hesitant to open yourself up to me as well.

As if reading my mind, Rafayel pressed his body against mine again and whispered a word only he could understand the depth of. "If you say so, then join me. Let’s drown in the ocean. Together."

Despite the pouring rain and the constant thunder in the sky, in that room, only two minds were sinking together into the current of the waves of love.

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On that unforgettable night, as I drifted off to sleep, I heard Rafayel's faint voice telling me the first story he had promised in the collection of 1001 Lemurian stories. As mentioned in his first story, I vaguely recalled the image of the Sea God in the dream I had afterward.

Like in a film, I saw the image of that sea god swimming from under the sea to the shore. Then, from the shore, he wandered aimlessly in the endless night. I desperately wanted to reach out but couldn't get close. And that scene repeated over and over until I finally took on a definite form, the form of a traveler standing on the shore after my countless silent prayers just to get closer to that sea god. But instead of the Sea God, in front of my traveler form was the image of a merman whose eyes I was familiar with. And even before the merman raised his singing voice, I rushed forward and grabbed his hand, his cold, lonely hand, and hugged him tightly and gave him the warmth only I could give. And in return, I received from him a warmth that comforted my soul despite all the chaotic melodies in the outside world.

A breeze blew past me, carrying the salty scent of the sea, gradually waking me up from the bittersweet dream I was encountering. Facing me was the sunrise on the horizon hidden behind the seashore. And I was wrapped in warm blankets and cuddled deep in Rafayel's warmth.

Rafayel….he always remembered…no matter what I said despite how nonsensical they were sometimes.

Thank you, Rafayel, for always keeping your promise to me.

So this time, let me also make an unbreakable promise.

Lying quietly in Rafayel's arms and watching the sunrise, I made a silent wish.

I hope that you and I will always be together.

Forever. Despite all obstacles.

All for love.

[sixosix]

bachira!!!! but jealous bachira…. and he��s very confused about it

( ! ) i haven’t read too far into the manga, so the characterization i have of him (and when this takes place) is from what i’ve seen so far in the anime 💞

you’ve seen bachira excited, contemplative, and pouty. you’ve seen the way his eyes brighten, hollow, and dilate. you know how his face casts a shadow when he’s thrilled, followed by the slow, terrifying grin spreading across his face. you know him.

but you’ve never seen bachira meguru frown the way he’s doing right now.

the unfamiliar furrow of his brows and the downturn of his lips is a far cry from his usual expression.

it’s a cold evening, and you’re being treated to free food because you’re a friend of the team, so why not take the offer, right? more time to spend with your friends—and bachira—and a warm meal to fill your stomach sounds like the perfect way to spend your time before you head off to bed.

from across the table, kunigami continues talking about something, and though you were genuinely giving him all your attention earlier, the sight of bachira is distracting you. you nod absentmindedly, and bachira looks like he’s pouting, so your patience wears out.

“sorry, kunigami, can we continue this later?” you ask, but you’re already standing up and turning away.

kunigami blinks up at you. “oh, sure—”

bachira is sitting on the grass. he’s still staring at you, deep in thought.

“hey,” you settle down on the ground to nudge him with a curious look. “did something happen?”

bachira looks at you, and it does not make you feel warm like his usual sunny disposition or shiver with dread when he feels excited about a match. it’s a frown, hopelessly lost, and it makes you feel for it. he still hasn’t said anything.

you hesitate. “meguru?”

bachira seems to trail off from his daze. “y/n-chan,” he says, and you haven’t even realized he snaked an arm around your waist until he pulls you closer, shoulders against each other, faces closer than ever, and bachira still frowning.

a little more worried about his lack of energy today, you cup your palm over his forehead. “are you alright? maybe you should eat more.” his temperature is fine.

bachira clasps a hand around your wrist, staring, contemplative. “y/n-chan, i’m not mad at you.”

you blink, placing your free hand on his shoulders to gently pull away. “i didn’t say you were.”

bachira looks frustrated. the pout he has going on is adorable, though, and you would’ve cooed if you weren’t so concerned. “i’m not mad at y/n,” he insists, staring past you and glaring at the ground as if he’s convincing someone else—rather, something else.

bachira’s eyes clear, all of a sudden. if you had looked any closer, perhaps you would’ve also heard the whisper that floats into his ears. with newfound clarity and determination, bachira pulls you closer again until you’re draped on his lap, befuddled.

“you won’t leave me, right?” he asks.

when you can only blankly stare at him, bachira huffs, leaning on the slope of your neck to nuzzle sweetly into you, as if that’ll entice you to reply with the answer he wants.

“i wouldn’t leave you ever,” you say, sighing. exasperated, fond. “what brought this up—”

bachira pulls away only to lean closer where your noses are touching. “you wouldn’t leave me for kunigami, would you?”

ah.

“meguru,” you laugh, “are you jealous?”

he blinks, as if he realized it simultaneously as you did. the arms around your waist tighten, and he relaxes like a pleased cat. “was that it? i was jealous? ahh, y/n-chan, you’re making me feel too many things i can’t even understand! i’m not mad at you, just jealous of him.”

“oi, lovebirds. if you’re done making out, help us clean up!”

bachira smiles at chigiri sweetly, pushing his cheek against yours when you both face the team, “does that mean we have to make out first?”

chigiri makes a face. “what—”

bachira laughs brightly. in one smooth swoop, he lifts you bridal style and starts to trot away. “too late, haha! see you tomorrow!”

his other teammates yell at him to come back, and you find yourself chuckling along bachira’s delighted giggles.

with a sharp turn of an alleyway, bachira spares you the shakiness of the free ride and sets you down, his eyes wide. “i don’t—” he breathes slowly, and as always, his arms somehow around you in an instant, “—i don’t like feeling jealous. so keep promising me that you’re mine, okay?”

you laugh, “okay, meguru.” you let him kiss your knuckles one by one, hopelessly fond. “i promise.”

a/n WOW A BLLK fic i don’t even have a masterlist AND THIS SUCKS?? but i want everyone to know that i adore bachira sooo much

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Between Mission and Seduction

X Men Masterlist

It's a beautiful, sunny morning as the X-Men team sets off on their next mission. The atmosphere is tense, as it's a delicate operation ahead. Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, and Y/N are sitting in the cockpit of the jet, while the other X-Men, including Jean, Scott, Logan, and Storm, have taken seats in the back.

"Okay, team," Charles begins calmly and focused. "Our target is a secret government facility where they are presumably conducting experiments on mutants. We need to be cautious."

"Pff, what nonsense," Logan mutters from one of the back seats, arms crossed. "When has it ever been easy?"

Erik, standing next to Charles, frowns and adds, "This time we really need to make sure no one gets left behind. The security will be extreme. They know we're coming."

Y/N sits quietly in their seat, looking at Charles and Erik with a mischievous smile. "Oh, don't worry, my focus is elsewhere. But sometimes distraction can be quite useful, right?"

Charles raises an eyebrow, trying not to react to the comment. Erik glances at Y/N with a thin smile. "Now is not the time for your games, love."

"Oh, really?" Y/N leans back casually as the jet speeds through the clouds. "You seem a bit nervous, Erik. But don’t worry, I'll be happy to help you relax later..."

Charles clears his throat and tries to refocus on the mission. "Y/N... it would be helpful if you could support us a little right now instead of..."

"...instead of completely distracting us," Erik adds dryly, his eyes still on the controls.

Y/N grins innocently. "But I am supporting you! After all, I'm here to make sure you both stay sharp outside the battlefield too. You know how important it is to stay focused... even if one looks so tempting."

Jean, sitting in the back with the others, tries to stifle a giggle. "Is it just me, or is it getting very... hot in here?"

Logan grins broadly. "I wouldn’t have missed it. I find it damn amusing how the two most powerful mutants in the world are thrown off by a single comment."

Storm shakes her head, but also tries to suppress a smile. "Focus on the mission, everyone. We're almost there."

Charles, his brow now slightly furrowed, closes his eyes briefly to collect himself. "Y/N, really... you're not making it easier for us to stay focused."

"Oh, but Charles," Y/N says with an innocent smile, "I thought you loved challenges."

Erik mutters under his breath and reaches out to check some metal parts in the jet to calm his nerves. "You know exactly what you're doing, Y/N."

"And you know exactly how much fun it is to see you like this, Erik," Y/N whispers in a seductive tone.

As the jet finally lands and the team heads to the ground, the tension is palpable. The facility is before them, well-secured and surrounded by guards. Charles and Erik strive to maintain their professionalism, but Y/N's comments still hang in the air.

"Alright, team," Charles says with a hint of tension in his voice. "We'll split up. Erik and I will handle the guards on the right side. Y/N, you... just stay close to us."

Y/N grins and positions herself between them. "Oh, I'll definitely stay with you both. After all, you're so... protective."

Erik sighs deeply and uses his magnetic powers to keep the guards' weapons at bay. "Y/N, please..."

"What? I'm completely on it!"

Scott, observing from a distance, speaks quietly to Jean. "Is it always like this?"

Jean nods. "This is nothing new. But it’s always fascinating to see how easily they get thrown off."

The team cautiously moves through the facility, bypassing the first guards who are effortlessly disarmed by Erik. Suddenly, a loud crash erupts as a hidden energy weapon activates and fires at the team. Before anyone can react, Y/N is struck by an invisible force and slammed against a nearby wall.

"Y/N!" Charles calls out immediately and sprints as fast as he can towards her.

Erik follows closely behind, both with panicked looks in their eyes. Y/N lies dazed against the wall for a moment before lifting her head and looking at them with a grin. "Too bad… I was hoping you'd slam me against the wall."

Erik comes to a sudden halt, staring at her with a mix of astonishment and affection. "Really, Y/N? Now?"

Charles, standing beside Erik and checking Y/N's injuries, shakes his head slightly but can’t suppress a smile. "You seem fine if you're still able to make such comments."

"Oh, I'm perfectly fine." Y/N dusts off her clothes casually and gets up. "But I could use a little… attention after the mission."

Jean, who has been watching from a distance, can no longer hold back her laughter. "I have to say, this is really incredible. The two most powerful mutants in the world, and Y/N is playing with them like they’re puppets."

Scott shakes his head in disbelief. "I don't think I'll ever be able to look at Charles and Erik the same way again."

Logan grins widely. "I like it. It shows that even the great ones aren’t invincible."

"Focus, Guys," Storm says seriously, though she too is trying to suppress her smile. "We have a mission to complete."

Charles sighs quietly and looks at Erik, who rolls his eyes but still wears a small smile. "Come on, Y/N," Erik says, "let's finish this up. We'll talk later." Y/N winks at him. "I'm looking forward to it."

As the team continues to search the facility, Charles and Erik manage to keep the opponents at bay, but they keep exchanging glances whenever Y/N dives into dangerous situations without a word.

"I think I need a little backup," Y/N says, winking at Erik as she knocks a guard to the ground. "Or should I save you both?"

Erik gives her an exasperated look, though there's also a hint of affection in it. "You know very well you don't need to save us. But I appreciate the effort."

Charles, focusing on monitoring the enemies' thoughts, takes a deep breath. "Let's finish this quickly before more... distractions come up."

At the end of the mission, as the team returns victorious and exhausted, Logan gives one last look at the trio. "That was the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time."

Y/N stretches and looks satisfied. "Well, you know what they say, a little fun is a must."

Charles and Erik, both with a mix of frustration and affection in their eyes, exchange a long glance. They know full well that Y/N will continue to present such challenges, but somehow, they wouldn’t have it any other way.

[aphidclan-clangen]

Gym Leaders

Oleander

Grass type

Alder+Pigeon+Titania

Psychic type

Lilacpaw

Fire type

Spiderglade

Bug type

Paradiseskies

Flying type

Goldshine

Dark type

Gravel

Ground type

Firebeetle

Fairy type

Elite 4

Stormwhisper

Steel type

Shadebreak

Poison type

Icesheep

Ice type

Sparkspeckle

Electric type

Champion

Pearlstar

Teams

Oleander(Grass)

Fomantis (lvl 15)

Razor leaf

Fury cutter

Protect

Sunny day

Ability : Leaf guard

Morelull (lvl 15)

Mega drain

Confuse ray

Astonish

Poison powder

Ability : Effect spore

Deerling (lvl 16)

Leech seed

Double kick

Sand attack

Trailblaze

Ability : Sap sipper

Alder+Pigeon+Titania(Psychic)

Solosis (lvl 21)

Psybeam

Confusion

Charm

Encore

Ability : Regenerator

Ralts (lvl 21)

Draining kiss

Confusion

Psybeam

Double team

Ability : Synchronize

Espurr (lvl 21)

Disarming voice

Covet

Psyshock

Scratch

Ability : Keen eye

Lilacpaw(Fire)

Fletchinder (lvl 27

Ember

Acrobatics

Agility

Fire spin

Ability : Flame body

Houndoom (lvl 27)

Incinerate

Thunder fang

Snarl

Bite

Ability : Early bird

Torkoal (lvl 28)

Lava plume

Clear smoke

Smokescreen

Rapid spin

Ability : White smoke

Ninetales (lvl 28)

Flamethrower

Charm

Fake tears

Rest

Ability : Drought

Spiderglade(Bug)

Anorith (lvl 33)

Bug bite

Brine

Ancient power

Slash

Ability : Battle armor

Centiskorch (lvl 33)

Inferno

Bite

Skitter smack

Slam

Abilty : Flame body

Leavanny (lvl 34)

Fell stinger

Razor leaf

String shot

Seed bomb

Ability : Chlorophyll

Heracross (lvl 35)

Horn attack

Brick break

Struggle bug

Seismic toss

Ability : Guts

Paradiseskies(Flying)

Altaria (lvl 40)

Dragon breath

Feather dance

Disarming voice

Hurricane

Ability : Natural cure

Staraptor (lvl 40)

Aerial ace

Theif

Close combat

Air slash

Ability : Intimidate

Togekiss (lvl 40)

Sky attack

Fairy wind

Water pulse

Extreme speed

Ability : Super luck

Archeops (lvl 41)

Dragon claw

Rock throw

Wing attack

Crunch

Ability : Defeatist

Goldshine(Dark)

Pangoro (lvl 46)

Bullet punch

Crunch

Low sweep

Night slash

Ability : Iron fist

Sableye (lvl 46)

Night shade

Zen headbutt

Knock off

Confuse ray

Ability : Prankster

Zoroark (lvl 47)

Night daze

U-turn

Extrasensory

Shadow ball

Ability : Illusion

Zoroark (lvl 47)

Night daze

Brick break

Sludge bomb

Hex

Ability : Illusion

Umbreon (lvl 48)

Dark pulse

Moonlight

Bodyslam

Confuse ray

Ability : Inner focus

Gravel(Ground)

Garchomp (lvl 53)

Dragon claw

Bulldoze

Crunch

Slash

Ability : Rough skin

Mamoswine (lvl 53)

Ancient power

Earthquake

Ice fang

Snowscape

Ability : Snow cloak

Sandslash (lvl 54)

Bulldoze

Stone edge

Gyro ball

Poison jab

Ability : Sand rush

Nidoqueen (lvl 54)

Sludge wave

Crunch

Earth power

Sandstorm

Ability : Poison point

Mudsdale (lvl 55)

High horsepower

Heavy slam

Superpower

Double edge

Ability : Stamina

Firebeetle(Fairy)

Clefable (lvl 60)

Moonblast

Moonlight

Meteor mash

Ice beam

Ability : Magic guard

Florges (lvl 60)

Moonblast

Solar beam

Magical leaf

Sunny day

Ability : Flower veil

Gardevoir (lvl 60)

Dream eater

Dazzling gleam

Shadow sneak

Destiny bond

Ability : Trace

Grimmsnarl (lvl 61)

Foul play

Play rough

Nasty plot

Draining kiss

Ability : Prankster

Alolan Ninetales (lvl 62)

Blizzard

Aurora beam

Extrasensory

Dazzling gleam

Ability : Snow warning

Stormwhisper(Steel)

Metagross (lvl 70)

Meteor mash

Zen headbutt

Hammer arm

Iron defense

Ability : Clear body

Lucario (lvl 70)

Close combat

Dragon pulse

Steel beam

Quick guard

Ability : Inner focus

Genesect (lvl 70)

Metal claw

Bug buzz

Zap cannon

Shadow claw

Ability : Download

Corviknight (lvl 70)

Brave bird

Thief

Steel wing

Roost

Ability : Pressure

Aggron (lvl 70)

Metal burst

Iron tail

Rock slide

Dragon rush

Ability : Sturdy

Shadebreak(Poison)

Seviper (lvl 70)

Belch

Crunch

X-scissor

Iron head

Ability : Shed skin

Drapion (lvl 70)

X-scissor

Cross poison

Toxic spikes

Ice fang

Ability : Battle armor

Toxicroak (lvl 70)

Gunk shot

Bullet punch

Sucker punch

Swords dance

Ability : Dry skin

Toxtricity (lvl 70)

Boomburst

Shock wave

Gunk shot

Hex

Ability : Punk rock

Dragalge (lvl 70)

Outrage

Poison tail

Hydro pump

Play rough

Ability : Poison point

Icesheep(Ice)

Alolan Sandslash (lvl 70)

Icicle crash

Metal claw

Blizzard

Leech life

Ability : Snow cloak

Glaceon (lvl 70)

Blizzard

Ice fang

Bite

Shadow ball

Ability : Ice body

Weavile (lvl 70)

Dark pulse

Icy wind

Metal claw

Screech

Ability : Pressure

Lapras (lvl 70)

Brine

Freeze dry

Hydro pump

Charm

Ability : Hydration

Walrein (lvl 70)

Hail

Aurora beam

Waterfall

Avalanche

Ability : Ice body

Sparkspeckle(Electric)

Zebstrika (lvl 70)

Wild charge

Trash

Eerie impulse

Overheat

Ability : Lightning rod)

Luxray (lvl 70)

Wild charge

Take down

Crunch

Thunder fang

Ability : Intimidate

Boltund (lvl 70)

Electric terrain

Thunder

Snarl

Play rough

Ability : Strong jaw

Ampharos (lvl 70)

Dragon pulse

Zap cannon

Power gem

Bulldoze

Ability : Static

Raichu (lvl 70)

Thunder

Draining kiss

Iron tail

Focus blast

Ability : Static

Pearlstar

Galarian Rapidash (lvl 75)

Smart strike

Psycho cut

Charm

Dazzling gleam

Ability :Pastel veil

Mismagius (lvl 75)

Phantom force

Power gem

Dark pulse

Night shade

Ability : Levitate

Steelix (lvl 75)

Ice fang

Double edge

Iron tail

Dark pulse

Ability : Sheer force

Bewear (lvl 75)

Superpower

Thrash

Brutal swing

Dragon claw

Abilty : Fluffy

Goodra (lvl 75)

Power whip

Muddy water

Poison tail

Ice beam

Ability : Sap sipper

Absol (lvl 75)

Future sight

Sucker punch

Hex

Swords dance

Ability : Pressure

ENJOYYYY :3

okay. this is fucking awesome. and it’s always interesting to hear your guys’s headcanons/perspectives on the characters.

but “giving non-Pokemon OCs Pokemon teams and imagining their role/jobs in the Pokemon universe” is a very specific hyperfixation of mine. i have been doing this with my OCs for years. and you bet your doggone dollar that i have fuckin OPINIONS on what teams my characters would have and what their roles would best fit. and you know what that means.

THE APHIDCLAN POKÉMON AU

(Obviously in this au, they’d all be humans, but I do not have the capacity to make up human designs on the spot for 16 different characters right now, so this is all you’re getting) As always, you play as the player character in a non-descript undecided generation that takes place either in or after Gen 8. You are the newest student of Professor Pearlstar, who is both a man of science studying new Pokemon and the champion of the region. He is regarded as the expert on all things Pokemon and is excellent at taming and raising the creatures (hence why he’s so powerful, and your mentor). He encourages you to go out and explore the region to discover new Pokemon for your Pokédex, and encourages you to do the league challenge while you’re at it. (“but sir, won’t that mean that if i get to the end of the challenge…I’ll be challenging you?” “Yup! Good luck! ^w^”)

Your companion is Lilacpaw. She’s this rebellious preteen brat that you meet on the road, you battle her on occasion but for the most part she’s here to help you out when you need it and continuously check on you as your brand new best friend.

Your rival is Oleander. In my mind, Oleander is too baby to be a gym leader (same with lilac, who in this universe is younger than him. she’s like, 10-13, and he’s 15-16ish), so he’s your rival instead. He bares a resemblance to Gladion in Sun and Moon. He’s a member of the local “evil team,” The Saint Tines, a cult-like organization that keeps stealing and trying to “sacrifice” other people’s Pokemon. You continuously catch fern in the act of participating in crimes that you have to stop by battling him. However, they become your friend over time, slowly realizing how bad news their organization is and leaving it to help you defeat the evil final boss, The Reverend, at the end of the game. The Reverend would be the Giovanni/Cyrus/Lysander/etc character in the game. Oleander and Lilacpaw are siblings that bicker all the damn time

The first gym you face is the Normal type gym, run by gym leader Pigeon.

For ease sake I’m gonna say all gym leaders have 4 pokemon. Pigeon owns a Stoutland (his prize Pokemon), Tauros, Ursaring, and Diggersby. His Pokemon are early lvl 20s. I wanted to give his team a farm theme, since he lives on a farm. He’s the farmhand countryboy man,,,

Next, the Dark type gym, led by Goldshine.

Goldshine owns a Mimikyu, Sableye, Absol, and an Umbreon. His Pokemon are mid lvl 20s. I wanted to give him the most emo misunderstood team possible

The fourth gym would be the fairy type gym, run by Titania.

Titania would have a Togepi, Milotic, Blissey, and a Wigglytuff. She has a very cute and beautiful team, all around late lvl 20s. Shes married to Pigeon and Alder and can frequently be seen hanging around Pigeon’s gym and vice versa. Alder’s role in the game would be closer to a “nurse joy” figure, he continuously pops up around the region throughout your journey, where he heals your pokemon and can sell you various berries and healing supplies. Hes a sweet, traveling old man following the league trail to make sure all those kiddos take care of themselves <3

Next, the Bug type gym, ran by Spiderglade.

Spiderglade owns an Ariados, Parasect, Scyther, and a Dustox. His Pokemon are early lvl 30s. I wanted a strong poison type secondary theme for him, his gym would be heavily centered around poison, toxicity, and pollution. Parasect for mind control symbolism. He’s very much in touch with his little brother, Blisswhistle, though he hasn’t sent his parents letters in a while… also how the hell would he not have at least one spider pokemon

Next, the electric type gym, ran by Sparkspeckle.

Sparkspeckle uses a Flaaffy, Toxtricity, Electabuzz, and a Dedenne. Her team are all mid lvl 30s, her gym probably has a stage built-in with a band playing all the time, and it’s all very crazy electric punk (with a touch of cutesy).

Next, the water type gym, run by Stormwhisper.

Stormwhisper would own a Lapras, Azumarill, Lanturn, Carracosta, all late lvl 30s. He would be a very nice and merciful gym leader, especially in comparison to his siblings. He gives you free healing items before you battle <3

Next, the ice gym, ran by Icesheep.

Icesheep would own a Snom, Aurorus, Beartic, and an Alolan Ninetales. His team is all early lvl 40s, and he’s very friendly as a gym leader! He does warn you about his sibling, however…

The explosive and intimidating poison type gym leader, Shadebreak.

Shadebreak would own a Liepard, Toxtricity, Crobat, and a Gengar. All their Pokemon are mid lvl 40s, and they are merciless. They are the final gym leader. ((Spark likes to talk about how they’re “twinning” with the Toxtricity and similar gym themes, but Shade absolutely hates it and makes a grumpy face every time Spark talks about how they’re so totally twins))

Once you’ve defeated all eight gym leaders, you move on to the…

ELITE FOUR

Gonna be honest, the only two I had actual solid typing in mind with was Gravel w/ Steel Type and Paradiseskies with Flying Type. But Blisswhistle and Firebeetle I had little to NO clue what to do with, so for the most part I decided the elite four’s teams with varied typing in mind for all of them. Gravel is based around dark/steel typing, Paradiseskies is flying/water/fairy based, Blisswhistle is ice/normal/fairy based, and Firebeetle I divided between fire, water, and fairy types because I couldn’t pick between the three.

Blisswhistle, the first Elite Four member you face and the weakest, uses an Aurorus, Cinccino, Frosmoth, Lapras, and a Togekiss. Shes very sweet and loves her gym leader husband very much. ((there really needs to be more rainbow pokemon……))

Firebeetle, the second member you face, owns a Walrein, Primarina, Volcarona, Granbull, and a Centiskorch. He’s happily married to his wife, Gravel.

Paradiseskies, the third and second-strongest elite four member, uses a Florges, Hatterene, Togekiss, Altaria, and a Gardevoir. She’s very happy to work alongside her husband and children.

Gravel the Brutal lives up to their title. A former member of the Saint Tines, she would appear frequently in your continuous efforts to stop the organization, aiding your efforts in taking them down. They use an Obstagoon, a Pangoro, a Steelix, a Garchomp, and a Metagross. All four members are mid lvl 50s to early lvl 60s.

THE CHAMPION AND RIVAL BATTLE

Pearlstar is very proud of you and your progress! You’ve come a long way since you first started your apprenticeship under his wing. But now it’s time for the final test, and stars not holding back. Let’s see if you can handle Pearlstar at his best, hm?

Pearlstar uses a Clefairy, Gallade, Bewear, Galarian Rapidash, Kengaskhan, and a Starmie. They’re all mid lvl 70s. After you beat him, he happily retires the position and tells you how extremely proud he is of your growth as a trainer.

Then Oleander challenges you. All his Pokemon are early lvl 50s (the phantump probably would’ve evolved into a Trevenant by the end of the game, but for the most part it stays a phantump). He uses an Alolan Muk, a Weezing, a Phantump, a Mimikyu, a Vileplume, and a Decidueye (regardless of which starter you chose). By this point, you’d have gone through quite a lot together, and now this battle is more a triumphant rival-to-rival fight for old times sake. He loses, and takes his defeat in stride, thanking you for everything you’ve done for him and all the wonderful times you’ve had together. He hopes to keep in touch.

And I think that’s everything <3

[taatianaad]

Accident

The afternoon was sunny in Seattle, and Y/N's soccer team was in the midst of a match. Arizona Robbins, Y/N's girlfriend, watched with enthusiasm from the stands. The relationship between Arizona and Y/N was passionate and filled with love, and Arizona couldn't help but feel proud seeing her girlfriend shine on the field.

Y/N, skilled and passionate about soccer, maneuvered the field with agility. She was a fearless player, always willing to give her all for the team. However, at a critical moment in the game, a player from the opposing team committed a serious foul, hitting Y/N with force. The impact was so strong that Y/N lost consciousness and collapsed on the field.

The crowd in the stands fell silent as the stadium's medical staff quickly rushed to Y/N. Arizona, witnessing the situation from the stands, felt her heart pounding. Worried, she hurried down the stairs to approach the field.

Arizona arrived just in time to see Y/N being attended to. Her face showed anguish and concern as the doctors assessed her girlfriend's condition. Eventually, Y/N regained consciousness, though visibly affected by the blow.

Arizona's expression shifted from concern to exasperation. She approached Y/N quickly and hugged her tightly.

"Are you okay?! I can't believe they allow such brutal plays in a match!" exclaimed Arizona, frustrated and upset.

Y/N, still dazed, smiled weakly. "I'm fine, Arizona. It's part of the game. Don't worry too much."

"But they should protect you better. I can't stand seeing you like this," responded Arizona, gently kissing Y/N's forehead.

“I love you” Y/N said. “I love you too” Arizona replied as she helped Y/N to her feet.

Although Y/N tried to downplay the incident, Arizona couldn't help but be affected by the idea of Y/N being in danger. Both headed to the hospital for some examinations to ensure there were no serious injuries.

The experience further strengthened the bond between Arizona and Y/N. Arizona, always protective and passionate, committed to being even more present in her girlfriend's important moments, making sure nothing hindered Y/N from enjoying her passion for soccer and, above all, their mutual love at Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital.

[lokimobius]

🫳 for writing prompt lol

I finally got round to finishing this! Sorry for the wait! This prompt was also sent in by @silentxsymphony!

🫳 Head pats

Also posted to ao3 if people prefer to read there

Ever since freeing Loki from the End of Time, the team had been trying, and failing, to arrange a trip away from the TVA to relax. Finally, their schedules aligned, and much to Loki’s dismay, they unceremoniously voted on going to the beach with a game of rock, paper, scissors.

He’d asked B-15 if they could go during a day that wasn’t so sunny, and she looked him up and down before telling him, quite rudely, if you ask him, that he needed more vitamin D and the sun would be good for him.

And so, that’s how Loki ended up sitting in the godforsaken sand, barking orders to Mobius as he competed in a sandcastle-building competition.

The plan was simple: Mobius would collect the water, and Loki would do the sculpting. After all, they were only building sandcastles, and he was a god; how hard could it be?

The rules: Each team had an hour to create the best sandcastle. After their time was up, they would be judged by B-15, who, Loki might add, was relaxed comfortably under a parasol on a sun lounger, sipping smugly on a cocktail, and not sweating to death under the planet's two suns like he was.

The winning team would win a weekend away on the timeline wherever they wanted, no questions asked. During this, their work would be transferred to the losing team, so they wouldn't have to worry about coming back with excess amounts of files to work through.

Loki needed to win. Everything had been so hectic since he got back that he barely had any alone time with Mobius.

OK, so that was a lie. They spent a lot of time together, especially alone time. He was just too nervous to tell Mobius about his feelings.

He'd had been given his own room upon his return to the TVA, and they spent most ‘evenings’ there together. They didn’t need to suggest hanging out at Loki's anymore; they would simply walk back together after work, and Mobius would make himself at home instantly.

Loki had done many scary things in his life. Most recently, leaving the timelines alone to fend for themselves was one of them. But nothing was as frightening as confronting his feelings and confessing them to Mobius. Loving Mobius was easy. It was expressing that love that he struggled with.

But he planned to use this opportunity to take Mobius somewhere nice, eat delicious food, and pour his heart out to him.

He felt his pulse race in excitement and anxiety. He had to win.

He stole a quick glance at O.B. and Casey, who were casually filling their buckets up with sand and laughing as they patted down what looked like a crumbling wall.

He put the finishing touches on another sandy tower and smirked. Amateurs. They wouldn’t know what hit them.

“Hey, look at you go,” Mobius said, strolling back with another bucket full of water. “It’s amazing! How are you working so fast?”

Mobius’ eyes were wide in astonishment as he placed the bucket down and bent down to admire Loki’s work. He watched as Mobius trailed his fingers across the immaculately sculpted battlements.

“I’m a god, Mobius, and a very smart one at that.”

Mobius hummed, reaching out towards Loki’s head and patting him gently, “Very smart, indeed.”

Even though he was boiling from the sun's rays, he shivered under the weight of Mobius’ hand. There was something about Mobius’ touch that made time feel like it slowed down.

If he weren’t so used to the feeling of time flowing through him, one might think he was using magic in these moments. It was, however, only his mind subconsciously trying to stay in the moment for as long as possible. There was no magic needed when it came to Mobius.

They stayed in that position for longer than was probably acceptable for friends, with Mobius kneeling next to him in the sand, his hand resting on top of his head.

A particularly large wave crashed against the shore, pulling him out of his daze. He realised that he had been staring at Mobius, who was smirking at him, obviously waiting for an answer to a question Loki didn’t hear.

“Um…” He cleared his throat, embarrassed that Mobius had caught him being a love-struck fool. “Did you say something?”

Mobius moved his hand so that he was holding the side of Loki’s face, his thumb brushing against the edge of his lips. His eyes sparkled like that of the sea behind him, though Loki noted that Mobius was significantly more beautiful.

“I said, What do we need to do next, Your Highness?” Mobius patted his cheek and withdrew his hand. Loki tried not to outwardly whine at the loss. He could feel his face burning under Mobius’ attention, and he hoped that he could just blame it on the heat. There were two suns, after all.

“Yes, right!” Loki scrambled to his feet to take a step back, taking in his hard work as he did so. “It’s not historically accurate, but I think this castle needs a moat.”

“I’ll get to diggin’ then.” Mobius beamed.

The last fifteen minutes of the contest passed quickly. Working alongside Mobius was effortless. They’d fallen into a good rhythm of Mobius filling up the moat and Loki focussing his attention on the small details.

Their teamwork was formidable. They were certainly going to win.

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“You’ve got to be joking, right?” Loki argued, “My– our sandcastle is a replica of Inveraray Castle.”

B-15 shrugged and slurped the last of her cocktail through her straw. “Loki, I don’t even know what that is.”

“You don’t-? Thor and I visited there when we were young and feasted with the Duke of Argyll. Don’t you know the story?”

“Knowing too much about you is more of his thing,” she snorted and pointed towards Mobius, who was standing closely by his side.

“Anyway,” she continued, “O.B. and Casey’s sandcastle had more heart. It was less pompous.”

“Pompous?!” His voice became shrill. “I beg your pardon! O.B. and Casey made a turtle; that’s not even a castle!”

B-15 laughed, “Like I said: more heart.”

He scoffed. This was unbelievable. B-15 hadn’t said anything about being able to build anything other than a castle. If he’d known, he would’ve chosen something far more impressive to make.

He was just about to argue this point when he felt Mobius' hand land on the skin of his shoulder, putting pressure there to ground him. It was a technique that Mobius used often and one that Loki knew all too well.

“Let’s take a walk, shall we?” He said, squeezing his shoulder and then moving his hand down to the small of Loki’s back.

“If we must,” Loki sulked, allowing himself to be guided away from their friends. “I can't believe we have to do O.B.’s work. Good job that I have centuries of experience with quantum engineering.”

“Yes, you do! Thanks, Loki!” O.B. called cheerfully, waving at the pair as they made their way down the promenade.

---

For an island that boasted about its beautiful beaches, there weren’t many people around. In fact, when they reached the nearest café, it was deserted.

The café was small and manned by a single robot who was very excited to see them—they were the first customers of the day. It enthusiastically told them that they were holding a buy one, get one free offer, so Loki’s ice cream was on the house.

After a long time on Mobius’ part deciding what ice cream to have, they made their way to the tables outside to eat.

Two tubs of ice cream sat in front of Loki. On one side of the table, Mobius was digging into his vibrant blue monstrosity of an ice cream. "It's bubblegum flavour," Mobius had told him with a grin. Loki screwed his nose up in disgust.

He had chosen pistachio, which was a much more acceptable green, although he’d hardly eaten any of it, opting instead for ranting and raving about their loss.

“B doesn’t understand,” he complained, waving his spoon in the air. “I chose the perfect castle to be sculpted out of sand.”

Mobius nodded understandingly, spooning a large scoop of bright blue ice cream into his mouth.

“I can’t believe she’d choose their sandcastle over ours—if you can even call it a castle!”

He made eye contact with Mobius just as he slid the spoon out of his mouth slowly, his tongue lapping against the underside to make sure he didn’t miss a drop of ice cream.

“I had great plans for our timeline getaway.” He grumbled, mixing his ice cream so that it became soupy.

“What kinda plans?” Mobius asked, licking his lips.

“Well, I wanted to do something nice for you.” He mused, so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t notice Mobius leaning towards him over the table. “I planned on cooking my favourite Asgardian dish for the both of us, but that idea has been dashed against the rocks of despair.” He flopped his head down onto his arms dramatically, hiding his face from view.

Everything was ruined. He had tried so hard, but yet again, even his best wasn’t enough.

Mobius laughed loudly—that beautiful melodic laugh that made Loki’s heart sing, and some of his frustration washed away. A hand found its way onto his head again, and it patted him apologetically.

“I’m sorry, Loki. Your castle was amazing, but we can go on a date any time you like, y’know? Doesn’t have to be special.”

His head flung up in shock.

Surely he didn’t hear that correctly?

“Date?!” He repeated. His mouth hung open like a fish.

“That’s what it was, wasn’t it?” Mobius smiled knowingly at Loki.

“You knew?”

Mobius nodded. Of course he knew. He always knew. He was always able to read him better than anyone else.

Loki felt daft. He thought that he was being discreet with his plan, but he should’ve known better than to underestimate the way that Mobius knew him.

“I wanted to tell you myself.” He said after a pause, “I wanted it to be special.”

Mobius’ face softened.

“This is special.” He said, reaching out to grab Loki’s hand. He lifted it towards his lips and kissed the back of it softly. “Everything about you is special; how could it not be?”

Loki’s heart lurched in his chest. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Mobius was holding his hand. Mobius had kissed his hand. He replayed the moment in his mind, thinking of the way his moustache tickled his skin and how soft his lips were.

“But if you insist,” Mobius said, leaning back in his chair, hand still wrapped tightly around his own. “Don’t let me ruin your moment. What were you going to say to me?”

His jaw dropped.

“Go ahead,” Mobius smirked, his sea-blue eyes swimming with mirth.

Loki took a deep breath in. This was it. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He had pictured this moment multiple times as he sat on the throne at the end of time. The setting varied, but what he wanted to tell Mobius remained the same.

He knew exactly what he wanted to say.

“I wanted to thank you,” he began. “You saved me. You allowed me to see that I was able to be more; that I could be anyone I wanted. Because of you, I was able to find purpose.” He gestured with one hand to the surrounding beach. “And what a glorious purpose it is.”

The trees swayed in the wind, the sun shone, the tide pulled the sea out and pushed it back against the shore, the clouds moved across the sky, and their ice cream melted. Time continued. All because Mobius believed in him.

Loki met Mobius’ eyes pointedly. “All of this is because of you. You are my purpose.”

Mobius’ breath caught in his throat.

“I’ve never adored someone in the way that I do you. Someone who sees me for who I was, who I am, and who I could be. And what I’d like to be is with you. If you’ll have me.”

“Damn,” Mobius sniffed, squeezing Loki’s hand tightly. “Anyone ever tell you that you have a way with words?”

“Once or twice,” Loki smiled, eyes watery. “I have been told that I have a silver tongue.”

“Ok, does Prince Silver tongue want to come over here and give me a kiss?” Mobius said softly. He reached up to wipe a tear from his eye.

“More than anything.”

Loki leapt from his chair, bumping into the table with his thigh as he landed on Mobius’ lap.

He wrapped his arms around his neck and leant in.

Mobius’ lips were soft and sweet; it was glorious. The flavour of his ice cream lingered upon them, and Loki savoured the taste. Perhaps bubble gum wasn’t so monstrous after all.

They parted, and Mobius rand a hand through Loki’s hair, playing with the ends gently. He gave Loki a quick kiss and said, “I adore you too, if you weren’t aware.”

“I actually wasn’t aware,” Loki said, leaning in close. “Why don’t you tell me again?”

“I adore you,” He brought their lips back together in a light kiss.

“Again.” Loki said against his lips.

Mobius rolled his eyes fondly. “So demanding.”

They held each other close, arms wrapped tightly around one another as they shared kisses and watched the sea wash against the shore.

This time, instead of being apart as time passed, they were very much together.

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“I still want that meal you told me about.” Mobius said later that evening. They were laying together on a sun lounger watching O.B. and Casey splash each other in the ocean. B-15 lay nearby reading a book.

“Your favourite Asgardian food!” he exclaimed, wrapping his arm around Loki’s shoulder to pull him into his chest. “Now that’s something I can’t miss out on.”

Loki turned to look at Mobius and grinned shamelessly.

He had one last confession to make.

“I never actually learnt how to cook.”

[aernx]

꒰ 💭 ꒱ OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! ˖ ⌨︎ ⁩◞❪니키❫

— 23 ! like she played me

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The walk to the parking lot was silent. Pure white clouds staining the clear skies like cotton on fabric as the sun had longed reached its peak. After a long day of school and practice, Riki longed for the touch of his soft, plush mattress, as he practically dragged himself to get to his car.

But his steps went into a halt as he remembered that he promised to give Sunoo a ride home after his archery practice. Good thing the archery field was right beside the parking lot or else Riki was sure that his legs where about to give in any moment. Screw Heeseung for instructing the team to run 20 laps.

It wasn’t long until he reached the said field. The boy peaked his head through the gates in search a familiar face as his eyes scanned the parameters.

Where the hell is that boy?

After few minutes of scanning and still no signs of Sunoo, Riki took steps forward, heading inside the field for a deeper search.

As he went inside, a peculiar sight of two people seem to have robbed his attention as his mission to search for the sunshine had long disappeared.

There it was, from a distance he can see you with a guy he’s never seen, but somehow familiar with. Riki watched as the guy single-handedly fixed your posture before giving you a sign to shoot your arrow. He saw as the arrow pierced right in the center of the target, marking it with a bullseye.

You jumped in excitement as you saw your successful shot. With his gaze struck to your happy expression, the boy can feel a smile slowly creeping in his features.

Then it clicked. That was the same guy in your recent tweets. His smile slowly faded as he saw that guy, Leno?? congratulated you and patted your head—proud to see your progress—while you just swatted his hand jokingly in response.

They’re just friends. Are they?

Watching the two tease each other from a distance was hard to watch. Feeling dejected, Riki turned his back from the fleeting scene ahead of him, continuing his search to locate his friend only to bump into someone in the process.

“Watch where you’re going.” That someone clicked his tongue.

“Sorry man.” Niki apologized, feeling sorry for not being watchful of his surroundings.

There was an awkward silence that lingered for a moment. “I see you eyeing Yn just now.” The unfamiliar guy chuckled with an emotion he could not place. Confused, Riki scrunched his eyebrows.

“You better stay away from her.” The guy continued, “She’ll play you, just like she played me.” With one last look the mysterious guy exited the field, leaving a dazed and confused Niki alone amidst the field of archers.

Who was that guy? Was he one of the archers too?

Riki’s heart jumped when he felt a hand placed in his shoulder. Quickly turning his head, he was met with a tired Sunoo, who looked as if he wanted to pass out any moment. “You’re here already?”

The boy sighed in response. The image he saw earlier was still freshly imprinted on his mind. He glimpsed back to your direction, seeing you and that Leno guy laughing over something that probably wasn’t even thar funny. At that, the words from the stranger seem to resurface.

She’ll play you, just like she played me. What did he mean by that?

“Earth to Riki? Hello? Niki?” Sunoo began to shake his friend. Niki shrugged away his friend’s hand gently before exiting the gates. “Let’s just go, Sunnie.”

Sunoo looked at his friend, concern laced upon his dark pupils. He felt like something wasn’t right and he was sure of it. So he took a mental note to ask about it later.

OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! — CHP TWENTY-THREE

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[insaneloligoth]

Alr so I’m gonna list the supporting characters of My Little Pony Equestria Girls Gen 2! (Btw, I’ll specify if they’re in the same class as the Core 7 or not)

Wysteria- Born February 7 (same day as Princess Promenade). Grade: 11; different class

A member of the gardening club, and organizer of the spring school events (ex. the Spring Fling).

Light purple skin, dark purple hair, streaks on the sides (left: pale lavender, right: white), cyan eyes

Very shy and goes at her own pace. She wants to make sure everyone’s having fun no problem, but can get a little carried away.

Renamed Wysteria Blossom.

Her nicknames are “flower princess” (by some) and “Wyst” (by Minty and Sparkleworks).

Fun fact: She was a member of the OG lineup for Equestria Girls G2.

Sparkleworks- Grade 11; different class

Part of the Yearbook Commitee

Light orange skin, bright pink hair with curtain bangs, light indigo eyes

Very big imagination

Loves sparkly things (like stars and glitter)- just anything to do with light in general

Usually wakes up three hours early, granting her extra time for homework and yearbook

Sunny Daze- Grade 11; same class

White skin, long yellow hair with orange gradient and pink and purple streaks, sun hairclip, bright blue eyes

Brave and tomboyish, and laid back (uses casual slang such as “dude”)

Likes bright colors, hopscotch, soccer (she’s also on the soccer team), and surfing

Sometimes forgets to use her inside voice; she’s kinda like Indigo Zap + Lemon Zest

Has a sister named Sunny Summer (totally didn’t name her after a Tomodachi Life song) who looks more like the G4 version of Sunny Daze

Razzaroo- Grade 11; same class

Part of the Yearbook Committee

Lilac skin, mid-length white hair with pink and cyan highlights, cyan eyes

Detail-oriented and selfless, though she doesn’t have the best coordination skills

When things don’t go according to plan, she gets overwhelmed

Small OCD

Catchphrase: “Yes yes yes”/“No no no”

Her nickname is “Razz” (by Minty)

Rainbow Ribbon- Grade 11; different class

Rainbow Dash (G4)’s younger cousin

Sky blue skin, rainbow (pink, orange, yellow and green) hair in a ponytail with bangs slung over to the right (similar to G3.5) with a light purple bow, her ponytail has pink, blue and purple; pink eyes

Stylish and (unlike Rainbow Dash) feminine, has a similar accent to Rarity

Interests are fashion, rainbows (rainbows dahling rainbows!), and cute things, gets along well with Toola Roola

Uses “dashing” (as an adjective) and “dahling” (a nickname for others)

Brights Brightly- Grade 10

Marigold yellow skin, wavy tangerine and pink hair, dark blue eyes

Likes playing with her friend Whistle

Not much is known about her, and depending on what happens next in the fic, she may be a minor character

Whistle Wishes- Grade 10

Brights Brightly’s classmate and friend

Sky blue skin, multicolored (yellow, lime, pastel pink) hair in low braids, purple eyes

Likes playing with her friend Brights

Not much is known about her, and depending on what happens next in the fic, she may be a minor character

Coconut Cream- Grade 11; different class

Toola Roola’s best friend

Lily Lightly- Grade 10

Brights’s and Whistle’s classmate

Light magenta skin, bubblegum pink hair, dark cyan eyes

Though a shrinking violet, she gets excited over things she likes (star and space-related things)

Most of the time when she laughs, her eyes glow bright cyan and pink; she became insecure about it when Ondine made fun of her for it

Not much is known about her, and depending on what happens next in the fic, she may be a minor character

Luster Dawn- not in the Human Realm, I added her in because why not

Pale cerise skin, amber and gold hair in a wavy ponytail with an orange hairtie, gold eyes

In the Pony Realm, she’s already become more open-minded and willing to make friends; her teacher is Twilight Sparkle, princess of Canterlot (who no longer goes to the Human Realm afaik), who she has a close relationship with

She’s quite mature towards Minty and others (ig in G3 they’re teenagers but y’know what idk) and enjoys showing them around the castle

She has a habit of jumping to conclusions

If she were in the Human Realm, she’s most likely be in Grade 12

[bonds-of-corruption]

RULES + EXTRAS BELOW

A blog where a bunch of survivors stick together to escape and find a way to get rid of the corruption. They are family to each other and no one can say otherwise. No plot at the moment, but I will throw in little things here and there when I can.

There's angst and crack as well.

If you want me to make a story of something specific I might do it 👀

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You can ask these characters:

Pibby, Boyfriend, Finn, Jake, Pinkie Pie, Alina, Sayori, Dipper, Sunny & Omori, Satoko Hojo, Hibiya Amamiya, Makoto Naegi, Nagito Komaeda, Tendou Aris, Gregory, Madoka Kaname, Hastune Miku, Dan Heng, Akito Shinonome

Characters soon to be added:

N/A

Characters that may or may not be added:

N/A

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About asks:

Any inappropriate asks or submissions will be deleted.

Any outdated asks will also be deleted, I'm sorry-

Certain asks may not be answered due to me being unable to think of an answer.

I may answer an ask extremely late due to reasons. Please don't send duplicate asks, I will delete them.

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These are the the descriptions of the survivors- so far. Will be update when necessary.

They have new outfits, I'll fix them someday when I have the time.

Blue [Boyfriend](21), Friday Night Funkin'

The only survivor from the FNF universe. The first person he'd teamed up with is Pibby. He uses a single-edged sword and, though rarely, a gun (Pico's) to fight.

Pibby(12), Learning With Pibby

The only survivor from the LWP universe. She had teamed up with many people before Blue, but none of which has survived. She uses a rapier.

Finn(17), Adventure Time

One of the two survivors of the AT universe. Was once corrupted by coming into contact with the corrupted Princess Bubblegum. Saved by both Pibby and Blue. He uses his double-edged sword to fight.

Jake(?), Adventure Time

One of the two survivors of the AT universe. Was once corrupted by coming into contact with the corrupted Princess Bubblegum. Saved by both Pibby and Blue. He uses a hammer.

Alina(9), [???]

A child who lost both their parents and were left wandering around alone. Found by both Pibby and Blue, they are now travelling together with the survivors. They stick to Blue the most. They use a baseball bat to fight.

Pinkie Pie(?), My Little Pony

The only survivor of from the MLP:FIM Universe. She tagged along with the group when they arrived. Initially, she had Twilight with her, but she was lost to the corruption. She uses her party cannon.

Sayori(18), Doki Doki Literature Club

The only survivor from the DDLC universe. She manages to run and escape from the corruption somehow, and survived on her own until she found Dipper. She uses a spear.

Dipper Pines(12), Gravity Falls

The only survivor from the Gravity Falls Universe. He ran from the corruption with Mabel, but she was caught, leaving him to survive on his own. He world hopped without realising and has survived on his own until he met Sayori. He uses twin shortswords.

~Sunny 'Ref'~

Sunny(14), OMORI

The only survivor from the OMORI Universe. He was in his house when it happened, holding a knife to protect himself, only to have a portal open beside him. He wasn't alone for long as he met Sayori and Dipper very quickly. He uses a knife- (and eventually a bow & arrows)

Omori(12), OMORI

He's here too. Rather than continuing to protect Sunny from the truth, he now spends his time trying his best to be Sunny's support whenever he needs it.

~Satoko & Hibiya Ref~

Satoko Hojo(12), Higurashi

The only survivor from the Higurashi Universe. She barely managed to survive herself, with her friends already captured in a few seconds of the corruption's arrival. She bumps into Hibiya (literally) and stuck with him then. She uses a dagger.

Hibiya Amamiya(12), Kagerou Daze

The only survivor from the Kagerou Daze Universe. He was sucked in by a portal out of nowhere, the last thing he saw was everyone else being overwhelmed by the corruption. He bumps into Satoko (literally) and stuck with her then. He uses twin cutlasses.

~Makoto & Nagito Ref~

Makoto Naegi(19), Danganronpa

One of the two survivors from the Danganronpa Universe. He fell into a portal that randomly appeared beneath him as he was running. He manages to meet Nagito and went with him from there. He uses a double-sided lance.

Nagito Komaeda(20), Danganronpa

One of the two survivors from the Danganronpa Universe. A portal appeared next to him when he noticed the corruption coming from far away. He ran into it on instinct. He manages to meet Makoto and went with him from there. He uses a halberd.

~Tendou Aris Ref~

Tendou Aris(??), Blue Archive

The only survivor from the Blue Archive Universe. She survived by tripping into an open portal, unfortunately dropping her railgun back in her universe. She meets the group quickly. She uses a claymore sword.

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~Edits Made~

Edit 1 (27/5/2023): [Added Sunny with description]

Edit 2 (??/?/2023): [Added Blog Description and such]

Edit 3 (14/6/2023): [Updated characters that could potentially be added]

Edit 4 (8/7/2023): [Satoko, Hibiya, Makoto, Nagito has been added]

Edit 5 (22/7/2023): [Aris has been added]

Edit 6 (18/11/2023): [Updated character roster & potentially added, updated descriptions]

Edit 7 (13/1/2024): [Akito has been added]

[quinloki]

Sunny Daze

A SFW gift to the lovely @rosiinantes

OC x Rosinante - Set in the earlier pre-confession days.

Summary: Rosi and Sunny have a good bit in common, unfortunately one of those things is that they're both impressive klutzes. Which is probably why they might have been better off not teaming up against Doll and Bellemere for some volleyball.

I couldn't decide between a story and an art, so I did both \o/

Rosi crashes into the soft sand with enough force that he wonders idly just how soft it really is. The stinging force of the ball against his hand was a small blessing as he scrambles to his feet. He can hear them shouting and the soft whump! of the ball as they send it back into the air. There’s no more volley left in their options, however, he’s going to have to get it over the net.

Sunny had sent the ball soaring up into the air, by luck or intent it was hard to say, neither of them were particularly proficient at sports, but they did work well together.

Using his height to their advantage he leaps up and smacks the ball solidly, sending it careening down, barely making it over the net. Bellamere dives, a wave of sand kicking up from the impact as she sends it almost straight up.

Doll darts in, leaping and spiking the ball ruthlessly. Rosi’s eyes go wide a split second before the ball collides with his nose, bouncing off into a wild direction as he falls flat onto his back. His only consolation has he reels back is the fact that he didn’t hear - or feel - a crunch.

“Rosi!” Sunny yells, a gasp in their voice.

“Oops.” Doll scratches the back of her head, looking more annoyed than concerned.

Bell laughs even as Sunny frets. “He’s fine, Sunny Bunny,” she teases. “It’ll take a lot more than a ball to the face to hurt Rosi.”

“M’okay,” Rosi insists, patting his nose with his hand a few times before smiling at Sunny. “Like she says, I’m tougher than that.”

“Of course you’re tougher than that,” Sunny pouts, grabbing Rosi’s face in their hands and turning his face this way and that. “But it’s my job to be sure.”

Rosi’s face dusts pink as the blood rushes to it. “I-I’m fine, I promise!” He stammers, Bell nearly cackling from the other side of the net. “Let’s get back to the match.”

With the ball back in play, so too was the merciless joy of the fates who watched over Rosi and Sunny.

Diving for another attempted save, Rosi wasn’t lucky enough to get the ball at a good angle a second time and instead, bounced it off Sunny’s back. For every point they managed to score against Bell and Doll they seemed equally skilled at scoring a point against themselves.

An unfortunate double whammy, since the other team wasn’t just good at the sport, but also far less accident prone than they were. By the end of it, both Rosi and Sunny were sore, a bit bruised, sand burned in a few places, and more than a little tired.

Sitting in the soft sand Sunny breathes in deep, letting out an exasperated sigh before breaking into a smile.

“We didn’t win,” they admit cheerfully, their bright expression turned toward Rosi. “But I had a lot of fun!”

Rosi feels every muscle in his body flinch, and hopes that no one else can see it as much as he can feel it, before giving Sunny a smile in return. “Yeah, me too!” 

Bellemere crouches down in front of the two of them and cocks a brow. “You two sure it’s not because of the synchronized crash you had? All that height difference and you still managed to crack your eggs into one another.” She reaches out and brushes Sunny’s hair aside, looking at the red spot by their hair line.

“S’not too bad.” She mutters before sweeping Rosi’s long bangs aside. “I think your thick hair cushioned the blow for both of you.” Bell declares with a wide grin before she stops. Tilting her head a little she reaches out with her other hand and sweeps back the rest of Rosi’s bangs.

“Oh wow, lookit you. That mug’s pretty handsome when you aren’t hiding it behind your hair.” Bell laughs and Rosi waves her hands away, pink creeping up into his cheeks.

“Don’t tease him like that Bell, he’s plenty handsome just the way he is.” Sunny scolds.

“I didn’t think you’d confess like that.” Doll says flatly, exhaling smoke into the air lazily. “That’s way more bold than I expected.”

“Con-CONFESS?!” Sunny nearly squeaks the word, face already hurtling toward an impressive shade of crimson. “It’s not a - I wasn’t - that - he’s my friend, and I’m just being object- er- I mean, I’m -.”

“Just statin’ the facts?” Bellemere prompts, finally having pity on her friend.

“Yes! Thank you. S-see, Buh-Bell understands!” Sunny declares, pouting at Doll.

Bell’s gaze shifts from Sunny to Rosi, her expression pointed and almost commanding as she holds his attention for a moment.. “Yeah, I understand.” After a second she smiles, watching Rosi become more and more flustered. “And I’m not the only one, but mercy, mercy on my poor friends.”

Bellemere stands up and stretches, a bright smile on her face again. “We shouldn’t tease you too much, you two are going to be footing the bill for lunch today, so let’s go eat!”

[mangocatart]

[sl-newsie]

Bubblegum Beauty (1950s Spot Colon)

(Summary: High school jock Spot Colon sees a shy girl popping bubblegum and he can’t get enough of it!)

“See you later, Connie! Are you sure you don’t wanna get ready for the game with us?”

I quickly shake my head and search through my school bag for more gum. The final bell just rang, signaling the beginning of Homecoming weekend for Brooklyn High. And when I mention Brooklyn High, just take note that we’re very passionate and proud of our accomplishments- sports being the top one.

“Sorry, Barbra. I’m not sure if I’m going or not.”

My bubbly friend sighs as she closes her locker and gives me a skeptical look. “Hon, you never go to any school events! It is Homecoming, after all. Next you’ll tell me you’re not going to the dance tomorrow.”

“Um, well…” I look at the floor and shuffle my feet.

Barbra gasps. “You’re not? Sweetie, it's already your senior year and you’ve never gone on a single date. If you weren’t always shying away and chewing gum then maybe you could. How do you ever expect to meet someone?”

I roll my eyes and get a rush of relief when I find more gum and pop it into my mouth. “I don’t want to meet someone, Barb. I’m comfortable with the life I have now. From what I hear dating always involves too much drama and overthinking. It’s not worth it when I’m so close to scoring the perfect scholarship. Besides, dances are for pretty preppy cheerleaders. Not me.”

I start walking to the exit and try to ignore Barbra’s nagging as she follows.

“You are pretty! If you’d just go to some social events then people would notice, maybe even that dreamboat Spot.” She gets a dazed look in her eyes.

I gag and nearly spit my gum out. “Spot Colon? That’s a big tickle! Don’t make me laugh. If he even does know who I am he’d never speak two words to me, much less ask me out. I have no need to waste my time with that jock.”

Barb shrugs. “Suit yourself. I’m still going to the dance with Brad if you’re interested. At least maybe come to the game?”

“I’ll think about it. I’ve got homework to do.” I hold the door for her and watch her skip to her bicycle. After she pedals off I start walking the sidewalk back to home, but stop when I see the baseball fields.

Hmm. One the one hand I normally walk home through the park, on the other hand the school baseball fields are a faster way. But then it risks bumping into any unwanted attention. I look between both paths, then choose to go with the shortcut. Thankfully there’s no practice going on so the fields are empty. It’s a bright sunny day, promising good weather for the football game. I would join in and go, but the thought of all the loud crowds and stupid teens isn’t exactly tempting. When I sneak behind the locker rooms and see the edge of the school grounds I think I’m in the clear-!

“Hey, doll. What are you doing here?” A deep voice asks from behind.

I groan. The one day I decide to take a shortcut! After deciding I can’t ignore the voice and keep walking, I turn around to find-

My eyes go wide. Spot Colon? Really? Just my luck I find the very kind of person I do not want to talk to. He’s wearing his jersey and his hair is in an unkempt state, showing that he more than likely just got done exercising.

I take a grip on my fear and pop my gum. “Um, hello. I thought that the team was supposed to take it easy and not exert themselves before the game.”

The dark-haired Brooklyn teen struts up and gives me a playful look. “I’ve seen you around, but I don't think we’ve talked before. You know who I am?”

I pop my gum again. “I know who you are. You’re the hot-headed greaser who thinks education is a waste and believes his only achievement is being the best quarterback. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta get home.”

Spot seems stunned by my answer, but regions his posture. “Why? So you can come to the game and see me score the winning goal?”

I hold my head down and groan. “This is exactly what I’m talking about. No, I’m not going to the game.”

“Huh? Why not? I haven’t seen you at any games, but this is senior year Homecoming!”

Seeing that this is going to be another version of Barbra and my previous argument, I grip my bag tighter and start walking past the smirking teen.

“I’m not one for school events, as you’ve already miraculously figured out. Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got homework and chores to do.”

At first I think he’s let it go, but Spot unexpectedly grabs my hand and my pulse sends lightning through me.

“Are you going to the dance?”

Am I-? What the heck is going on?

“Spot, what are you talking about?” I nervously chew my gum and pop another bubble.

Spot keeps looking at me funny but I pay little mind to it. He looks down at our joined hands and back at me with a face I’m unable to read.

“The Homecoming dance? Tomorrow night?” He rubs his thumb against my knuckle.

I squirm a little and let out a carefree laugh. “You’ve got the wrong girl, Colon. I’m not breaking my no-dance streak.”

Spot’s jaw drops. “You’s never been to a dance? Well it’s ‘bout time we changed that.” He pulls me closer, and my instincts tell me to pull away but for some reason my brain is on autopilot. “Connie, will you go to the dance with me?”

Oh God. I’m being asked out. My life’s doing a summersault.

I start chewing more intensely and pop another bubble. Yet again Spot flinches.

“Me? Wouldn’t you rather have one of them pretty cheerleaders or someone more… exciting? I’m not exactly the life of a party, Spot. You’re talking to a girl who’s highlight of a Friday night is baking cookies, far from anyone you’re probably used to.”

Spot smiles again, but not a devious smile. This one is more innocent, more affectionate. “I don’t think you’s boring, Connie. I’m sorry you’s never gone to a dance before, and I want you to have a good time before you graduate. You’s prepared good for life after school, unlike me, but right now you’s gotta loosen up a little and have fun. So whaddya say, beauty?”

The whole time my eyes stay wide and unmoved from Spot’s face, trying to decide if he’s being serious. The strange thing being I think he is. Wow. I never thought it’d be possible. I never thought Spot could be this considerate for someone like me, but here he is: a nice, good-looking guy asking me to a dance. I never thought I’d see the day.

“You’re not usually this thoughtful, Colon. What made ya change?” I blow another bubble and Spot turns away. What’s he so skittish about?

“I think you made me, Connie. Um, could ya please stop that?”

Huh? I get nervous and start chewing again.

Spot grits his teeth. “Don’t. Do. That.”

“Do what?” I blow another bubble and give it a loud pop! 

“Stop doing that!” Spot gives out a noise, one that almost sounds like a cross between a moan and a snarl, and pushes me against the brick wall. Now we’re face-to-face, and I can feel his heavy breathing against my face. This is the closest I’ve ever been to a boy and my heart’s racing like a rabbit.

“You’ve got no clue just how much you tease me with that, beauty.” The Brooklyn quarterback leans in to rest his forehead against mine. “You know that?”

“I- I-” I stutter to make out a simple sentence, let alone phrasing to ask the question of what on Earth he’s talking about.

He chuckles. “You don’t? You really don’t, do you? God you’s one innocent doll, I’ll tell ya.” He closes his eyes and whispers: “It’s when you pop that gum.”

When I-? Huh. I’d never expect that.

“R- Really?” I struggle out.

He nods, eyes still closed. “God yes! I see that perfect mouth-a yours toss that gum around and for some freaking reason it drives me up the wall! Please stop before I do something I’ll regret- you don’t wanna see me get agitated.”

Me, little bookworm Connie, is driving Spot Colon up the wall? Gee times really are changing! Grasping a hold on my nerves, I slide a hand up Spot’s neck to hold his chin and bring him to look at me.

“What if I don’t mind it?” I bring my mouth closer and Spot stiffens.

“Are- are you sure? I don’t wanna- ugh!” Spot groans when I place my free hand behind Spot’s back to pull him closer.

“I’ll decide for myself, Spot.” I pop another bubble and in a split second Spot shifts his head forward and closes the small gap between us. Oh God… It’s so… numbing, like all of my worries have melted away! I can tell Spot is definitely experienced, but he doesn’t rush me. If anything, the slightest tug on Spot’s shirt makes him stagger the tiniest bit, and when we pull away to breathe he closes his eyes with a euphoric look on his face.

“Connie… God, that was amazing! And, um…” He gets a sheepish look.

I smirk. “You’ve got my gum, don’t you?”

Spot looks at the ground and nods. “Yeah.”

In a boost of confidence I ask: “How does it taste?”

The Brooklyn teen closes his eyes and gets a dreamy smile on his face. “Strawberry, right?”

“Correct. I prefer it to bubblegum, not as bland.”

“It’s delicious!” Spot leans in and gives my lips another quick peck. “Just like you, beauty.”

All of a sudden I feel my nerves tighten up again and look away. “You say that now. Sooner or later you’ll see I’m just as boring as everyone says.” Before I can second-guess myself I step away and let go of Spot’s hand. “Don’t get me wrong, Spot. I think you’re a nice guy when you wanna be, a loyal Brooklynite to the end. But you’re you and I’m me, and I don’t wanna start something I can’t finish. It’s best to just brace for disappointment and stop before someone gets hurt.”

I go to walk away but Spot keeps persisting. “Before some-? Connie, please. I’d never do anything to hurt you, I swear. You ain’t boring-”

“Lies!” I hiss. “Everyone at Brooklyn High will tell you I’m the most boring person in all of New York. ‘Connie the bookworm!’ ‘Connie never goes out!’ Well sue me for actually trying to better myself to make a living!”

Now Spot’s getting heated up too. “Hey, I never said-! Jeez, why release your venom on me? All I’m say’n is that I think you’s a beautiful goil and I wanna take you out.” He approaches me slowly and puts a hand on my cheek. “I’ll be good, I promise. And if I ain’t, you can punch me in the face.”

A small smile makes its way onto my face. “Y’know I could do that with or without your permission, right?”

He shrugs. “Yeah. But now I’ll know to expect it. So you’ll come?”

“Where?”

“To the game. And to the dance… with me?” Spot actually looks nervous!

“I don’t even know how the game works! I’ll be so lost it’s not even funny. And… I can’t dance.”

Spot gets new-found enthusiasm and laughs. “Poifect! Neither do I! And as for the game, you don’t have to follow along if you don’t wanna. Sometimes the game is just for school spirit, and… cheering on your favorite quarterback?” He adds with a hopeful smile.

I give a carefree laugh and wrap my arms around Spot’s neck. “Y’know, for once I’m actually starting to have fun. You’re a bad influence, Colon.”

Spot kisses my forehead and sighs. “As long as I’m yours, beauty. So whaddya say? Will ya give this dumb jock a chance and let me take you out?”

“Oh, I donno.” I tease Spot and pretend to look around. “Where is this ‘dumb jock?’ Because all I see is a tall, dark, and handsome character who’s too cunning for his own good.”

At first Spot must think I’m joking, but then gets a grateful smile on his face. “Really? You don’t think I’s just a dumb jock? That’s a foist.”

“Well, the same goes for you for not thinking I’m a boring book nerd. Now-” I give Spot a quick kiss and start walking towards home. “If you’ll excuse me I’ve gotta go get ready for tonight. And pick out a dress for tomorrow!”

I feel Spot run up behind me. “Really? You’re gonna come to the game? That’s wonderful! I-!” Spot cuts himself off and suddenly gets really anxious. “Does that mean, um… that you’ll go out with me to the dance?”

Instead of answering I grab Spot’s shirt collar and push him against the wall, pressing my lips to his for a deep, passionate kiss. He’s surprised, but soon joins my enthusiasm and pulls me flush against him as if I’m about to fly away. Time is meaningless. It seems like hours before we finally pull away for air, but even then Spot keeps pressing kisses down my neck between each breath he takes.

“God, Connie… You’s just full-a surprises. I feel like the luckiest guy in the woild!” He pants.

We both share luvestruck laughter and keep walking to the edge of the school grounds, hand in hand and leaning together. When we reach the street corner I reluctantly detach myself from Spot and start walking towards my street. As I do so I pull out another wad of gum and start chewing just to taunt Spot.

“See you tonight?” Spot calls one last time before I turn the corner.

I smile and wave at the handsome jock. My handsome jock. “See you tonight!”

[le010n11]

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧.

Short neymessi fic! Not beta read, unedited.

Growing up in a country with very hot weather made him love summer. He loved the sun and the feeling of the heat on his pale skin, despite not being able to enjoy summer without precautions. He loved how free he felt, and he loved how everything was bright in that season. Even though he wasn't living by the coast, he loved how easy it was to go to the beach and be carefree. He was not social by nature and preferred going to the beach alone a lot, just to enjoy the sunny days and let his long hair down. He always wished to meet someone who felt like summer.

Meeting him for the first time after he joined the same team as him, he felt tingles all over his body, a feeling he had never felt before, but he loved every second of it. As the clueless person he was, he never thought about it that much. He was not someone who would analyse their own feelings. Some people saw him cold; some got weirded out of him. All he needed was someone to help him connect with his own feelings without shame.

His close circle knows how amazing a person he is, how pure his heart is, and how much he loves his personal space and his own free time more than anything.

All this changed when the younger came into his life bargaining on breaking his shell and getting to know every part of his soul. The younger one was fierce, challenging and sure of winning.

The second time they touched, Leo felt the burning of his skin as if he had made contact with the sun. As the man he was, he did not pay much attention to that feeling but instead tried to figure out how to feel it again and again. As the days passed, Lionel thought he knew a lot about the kid who wore his heart on his sleeves. He thought knowing Neymar was as easy as reading a book; you already know the end of it. Leo was enjoying every second he spent getting to know the younger He loved how Neymar let him consume him; he loved how Neymar was ready to do anything for him; he loved how Neymar tried to please him all the time. He would be a liar if he said he did not love the control he had over the younger, but Neymar did all these things just to switch the rules, knowing how clueless Leo was.

For Leo, Neymar was like summer. Bright and hot, yet felt so dreamy and divine. Leo thought he had found his summer. Loving Neymar felt like swimming in the ocean, with clear clouds above him and the salty sea smell filling his nose every time they touched. Loving Neymar felt easy—easy for only a while. Neymar had a power that Leo never noticed. He was the only person who saw Leo as vulnerable. He broke Leo's hard shell and got under his skin, becoming a part of his soul without Leo's permission.

Summer does not last long; other seasons need to come too. It is a part of life.

Leo was not ready to let go. He never thought his summer could turn cold and rainy until Neymar announced his departure. With no valid explanation or admonition.

Leo never asked for much; he asked for love, a simple thing from his own point of view, but love was complicated; love comes with pain. It was bound to happen.

But Neymar never really left him; Neymar was settling in his soul, roaming in every corner. He could still feel his skin burning and his body longing for the other person's touch.

For the first time, Leo needed to understand his feelings. His longing and need for the Brazilian were unexplainable. He is dazed; he cannot stay in that cold weather anymore.

So he left to find his summer again, and the cycle continues.

[another-random-object-show]

SEASON 1, EPISODE 1: CROSSING THE PIT.

AUTHORS NOTE: This episode took months to write, so sorry for the shift from Script Format to Novel Format.

(SCENE: A JUNKYARD AT NIGHT, CRICKETS CHIRP AND STARS SHINE. THE MOON IS A STRANGE ORANGE-YELLOW.)

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): Moony! Moony

MOONY (TURNING TO FACE SUNNY): Hm...?

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): WE GOT INTO AROS!!!

MOONY (CALMLY): Oh... ok!

SUNNY (RADIANT): even Lunartic got in! :D

MOONY (HORRIFIED): Gasp!

LUNARTIC (APPEARING): What? Whattareya gaspin' for?

MOONY (CALMLY BOWING): Nothing at all.

LUNARTIC (SINISTERLY): Good, because if you were gasping at me getting in...

Lunartic: Sunny would be getting it.

Moony (PLEADING): Loonie, please, he's JUST a kid...

Lunartic (sadistically): So? Children can get it too...

Sunny (excitedly): GUYS!! LOOOK!!

(A BUS DRIVES INTO THE JUNK, HONKING AT THE THREE.)

Sunny (excitedly grabbing Moony and Lunartic's Hands): The bus is here! LET'S GO! :D

Moony (weary): I have a bad feeling about this...

Sunny (waving excitedly as the approach the Bus's Entrance): Hi, Mr. Host! :D

The Gourd: Greetings...

The Gourd (Dramatically): I...

am the Gourd.

Sunny (excitedly): AND I'M SUNNY!! C'mon!! Let's goo!! :D

(Moony and Lunartic silently follow behind, and sit in one of the 3-person wide seats.)

(Sunny begins to yawn, feeling tired.)

Moony (nurturing): Maybe you should rest, sweetie...

Sunny (tired, closing his eyes.): okk...

(Sunny goes to sleep laying his head on Moony's Lap, which somehow doesn't combust.)

(Hours later...)

(BUMP! Sunny wakes up.)

(HALT!)

The Gourd (turning in his Bus Driver's Seat.): We're here.

Sunny (excited): YAY!! Let's go! =D

(All 24 contestants get off the bus and look around.)

The Gourd: One last thing...

(The Gourd levitates the Bus in the air, then claps, making it disappear.)

The Gourd (Cheekily): No leaving!

Question Mark: Where are we?

The Gourd (appearing behind Question Mark): Obviously the (a garble of the words "Texan", "Floridian", "Mexican", "Californian", "Canadian", "Italian", "Zealandic", "French", "German", and "Spanish") plains!

The Gourd (moving on): Now form 8 teams of 8! =)

Sunny (to Moony and Lunartic): Let's stick together! :-)

Lunartic: Alright. Moony?

(Moony is staring in the distance at Starry.)

Lunartic (scoffing): Jeez, just move on already...

Moony (reluctantly): ...alright...

(Cut to Phantous building his team...)

Phantous: Alright, we've got... 5? People?

(Comedai, Tragedai, and Mime are counted as 1, 2, and 3, while Paperplates says "Yep!" and is counted as 4.)

Phantous (thinking): Good...

(He turns and looks at the pool of contestants.)

Phantous (excitedly): How about these?

(He points at Hangman, Starry and House.)

Hangman (hovering over): Alright..

Starry (walking alongside): Sure, I suppose...

House (sitting): You guys are creepy, no thanks!

(⅞ Team Members!)

Phantous (to GyroGyro, Penta, and Cloudy.): You three?

Cloudy (intently): Sure! I'll join!

Phantous (excitedly): Yeah!

(8/8 Team Members!)

Question Mark (to Lunartic and Moony): Let's merge teams to make a full set.

Lunartic, overlapping Moony, said "Alright."

Moony noticed Sunny's disappearance and said— "Wait, where's Sunny—?"

Lunartic, shrugging, says; "Oh well, one less issue."

Sunny, holding GyroGyro, says; "I want him!! He's so silly!!"

Lunartic yells at Sunny, screaming— "Sunny, what have I said about—"

(GyroGyro haunts Lunartic into a daze.)

Question Mark, referring to The Colon Duo, adds; "also these two!"

Angel, at the same time as Devil, says; "Salutations!"

Devil, at the same time as Angel, says; "PERISH!"

Sunny, agreeing, shouts; "YAY!!"

The Gourd, listing, noted "then by automation, Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Cuby, Lightning and Flower are all on the same team!"

Sunny immediately chiming in ring; " Oh!!! I bet this team will be so FUN!"

("Team FUN!" is now Team 1's Team Name.)

Phantous shouts; "They're naming teams?! Well, I formed this team with Comedy, Tragedy, Mime and Paperplates since we were already a group... why not be..."

("The Masquerade" is now Team 2's Team Name.)

The Gourd, to Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Lightning, Cuby and Flower, said: "and you're...?"

House, confused says; "What?"

(Team "What?" is now Team 3's Team Name.)

Star offended, shouts: "THAT'S NOT WHAT HE—!!"

The Gourd, clapping, cuts in with: "Alright, be quiet now!"

The Gourd now turns around and stares at a piece of land.

Hangman, after a moment of awkward silence, asks: "So what's the first challenge?"

The Gourd then hovers his hands over an area, an aura pulsating as from the ground, a strange stone structure erects.

The Gourd now blasts upward.

Hangman disappointingly groaned; "I'll go after him."

House curiously asked; "How will–?"

Hangman groans before grabbing House and being raised by his rope upwards.

Hangman arrives, followed by The Gourd clapping.

The contestants appear as Gourd says–

The Gourd would now announce— "CONTESTANTS! The first challenge... is to cross an OBSTACLE COURSE DANGLING ABOVE LAVA! Watch the example contestants VERY closely!"

A Circle and an Egg are used.

"You must find a way to get to the other side of this vat of lava! Use either the large, yet trickety platforms, or the thin-yet-stable beams! If you fall into the lava and die, you are DISQUALIFIED!" Gourd says.

"Wait, you're going to let us die—?" Starry asks, being ignored as Gourd shouts "GO!"

"Oh, alright—" Starry said as we pan over to Team Fun.

"Guys! I have a plan!" Moony said.

"Shoot." Devil Colon said.

"Sunny and Colon Duo, you guys can carry us across the obstacle course while me and Lunartic simply do the obby!" Moony stated.

"Sounds good! ^^" Angel said, now picking up Question Mark on her head, While Devil Colon carried Exclamation Mark, who began screaming, on his back.

Sunny now jumped into the lava, being unaffected, and caught GyroGyro and Period.

The Colon Duo now flew over the Obby, and waited for Gourd.

"Hoho! Excellent loophole skills!" He praised. "I never said you CAN'T just avoid the obby, so The Colon Duo, Question Mark, and Exclamation Mark are safe!"

Switching to Team "What?" and The Masquerade.

Cuby began trying to hop across the large-yet-trickety platforms, inviting Heart along.

"Uhm, there isn't much room, darling!" Heart exclaimed, despite there being a perfect amount of room on the platform.

Paperplates jumped, only to be blown into the vat of lava and burn.

"7 members on The Masquerade remain!" Gourd annouced.

"Aren't you gonna bring her back or something?" Question Mark said to Gourd, who blinked, before closing his hand into a fist, and...

COOL 80S DRUM RIFF!

Paperplates was back! ...with a small stain of soot on her.

Mime and Phantous got across, since Hangman was carrying them, while Cloud carried Starry across.

"Alright, that means—" Phantous was about to speak...

"WHATTERS!! HURRY IT UP!! THERE'S ONLY 2 MEMBERS ON BOTH TEAMS LEFT!!" Star shouted.

Penta, Lightning, House, and Triangula are safe!

Sunny, Period and GyroGyro are also safe!

Switch to Moony and Lunartic.

"Loonie, c'mon!" Moony said to Lunartic.

"...I could kill you right now if I wanted to." Lunartic said.

"...Loonie, no."

"Do it.

For us."

Randomly, as Heart and Cuby were about to cross, an asteroid was thrown at the two, blocking their paths.

"Good girl." Lunartic said, now crossing the platform to be considered safe alongside Moony.

"TEAM FUN IS SAFE! MASQUERADIANS! WHATTERS!ONE OF YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED! HURRY IT UP!" Gourd annouced, as Comedy and Tragedy now rushed.

Star tackled Comedy, killing both himself and Comedy.

"Comedy is disqualified!"

"Yes!" Heart said, glad her off-screen suggestion worked.

"Which means since Tragedy crossed, albeit crying, THE MASQUERADE IS SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

"No!" Heart said.

"Team What?, you're on the chopping block tonight." Gourd said.

The Gourd now flies out of the chamber, flying downwards before teleporting the contestants back onto ground level.

"You have a few moments before the elimination ceremony begins! GOOD LUCK." The Gourd said, before cackling maniacally and dissolving into the air.

"Hey, hey! It's alright!" Phantom said, trying to comfort a flailing Tragedy.

"Eugh, overreaction..." Heart groaned. "For real..." Lightning agreed. "Tsk... speaking of which, I think we know who to eliminate..." Heart told Lightning, "Ugh, yes! That FREAK has GOT to go, like honestly, what was he even doing...?"

Star and Comedy were then revived.

"Let's go." Star said. "FREAKS! Follow me. WE'VE got a plan."

ELIMINATION TIME!

"Welcome to elimination, Team What?, all 8 of you will now vote for ONE person to be eliminated. Whoever has the most votes LEAVES, voting... is NOW."

IN THE BOOTH

"Goodbye, silent-y." Star votes Cuby.

"Nobody will miss you!" Heart blows a kiss.

"I have to get on their good side, sorry buddy." Penta votes Cuby.

"Uhm... I don't... like her... she makes me feel... uncomfortable." Triangula votes Heart.

House casts a vote.

"We've GOT to stick together! We're like, BFFLs right now!" Lightning votes.

Cuby angrily slams a button.

"The way they're treating poor Cuby... I despise that woman..." Flower sighs deeply and votes.

VOTES ARE IN!

"If you get a Marshmallow, you will be SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

FIRST SAFE IS...

Star!

"Oh yeah! I knew I could count on you guys."

Lightning...

"Let's go girl!" Lightning exclaims to Heart.

Flower.

"Ooh, yay! <)" Flower says, taking his marshmallow.

and House!

House opens his door as the marshmallow flies through.

Now half of you are safe;

and half of you are NOT.

"OWOWPSJWPNDPDJAPWJEOE!!!"

Triangula, you're overreacting. You're safe.

and so is Penta.

One of you got 3 votes.

The other got 5.

Heart is shocked as she stares at Cuby angrily.

THE LAST PERSON SAFE IS...

HEART WITH 3 VOTES.

Cuby is out, receiving 5 votes from the rest of his team.

Cuby begins frantically scribbling, however, Gourd begins to spin the Cube back into...

A lifeless Nintendo GameCube.

Flower stares in shock as Heart and Star celebrate.

"That's all for today...

SEE YOU NEXT TIME. :-)"

END.

AROS was written by TheWiseGuest.

All characters' voices, present or not, were acted out by L. Alberto S.

FIN.

JOIN ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW TO WIN YOUR DEEPEST DESIRE.

Cuby holds the flyer, before gripping it.

[eeveegirl9]

This is Gabriel's team in my TWST x Pokémon crossover. Ogerpon is his main partner. He, like the rest of Diasomnia uses Timer Balls.

Ogerpon's Moves: Ivy Cudgel, Counter, Spikey Shield, Rock Tomb and Lash Out. Her Ability changes from Defiant, Mold/Breaker, Water Absorb and Sturdy, depending on her mask. It's unknown when or where Gabriel found Ogerpon. She's often seen walking with him.

Boldore's Moves: Iron Defense, Smack Down, Earthquake, Stealth Rock and Flash Cannon. His Ability is Sturdy. Gabriel found Boldore as a Roggenrola in the Dwarf's Mine while on a walk. He evolved during a mock Gym Battle against Fumino.

Dragonite's Moves: Dragon Dance, Draco Meteor, Fire Punch, Safeguard and Iron Head. His Ability is Multiscale. Gabriel was given Dragonite as an Egg by Hikari. He evolved during a mock Gym Battle against Azuna and again during Malleus Overblot.

Mawile's Moves: Crunch, Play Rough, Iron Defense, Swords Dance and Ice Fang. Her Ability is Intimidate. Gabriel found Mawile wandering around Diasomnia.

Ceruledge's Moves: Swords Dance, Bitter Blade, Night Slash, Sunny Day and Solar Blade. His Ability is Flash Fire. Gabriel found Ceruledge as a Charcadet that was injured. He evolved through use of Malicious Armor given to him by Yurina.

Zorua's Moves: Night Daze, Agility, Nasty Plot, Sludge Bomb and Hyper Voice. Her Ability is Illusion. Gabriel was given Zorua as an Egg by Azuna. Gabriel's often seen carrying her around.