#yuzuru oneshots

[viivzn]

holy shjit 😻😻

yuzuru hanyu x gn! reader | wc: 0.59k | established rs, fluff

"yuzu~" you call his name sweetly as you form a beeline towards the sounds of water hitting the cold tiles and a small portion of visible warm fog slipping through the tiny slit of the bathroom door.

him not responding is a clear hint that your boyfriend might have not heard you but as you approached closely to the door, your ears caught faint noises of his voice, singing a bridge of a song playing in his head for almost a week now. he's even doing the instrumental, humming and somewhat squeaking?

he's undeniably cute. you couldn't oppose that, no, you wouldn't even try.

as you reached the door, you couldn't help but peek a slightest bit at him, you wanted to make sure that yuzu didn't leave. at first, you thought it was the typical day for you two wherein you separate ways in the morning and see each other in the evening, exhausted and tired from everything. him on his practices and you on your work.

today was different though, time flew fast and the date as of now marks your second anniversary. nonetheless, you have no expectations that your boyfriend would miss a practice, he basically dedicates his life to figure skating. you two celebrated the first anniversary in his training grounds, nothing too special or grand about it. but you were surely grateful because even though his sport was tough, never did your boyfriend forget your value in his life.

anyways, despite your worry that he probably left early again, yuzu's there on the other side, doing all his rituals, lip syncing and singing in between his scrubs.

"hey, no peeking!" your existence besides the door drawn yuzu's attention and let out his regular sweet giggles that echoed on the four corners of the bathroom. he absolutely didn't mean it in a serious way but just to simply make you all flustered (which he kinda failed because you're all too familiar with his teasing tactics and overflowing cuteness).

"you can stare at me all day instead! but i'll appreciate it if i'm clothed when you do look at me." yuzu added as he turned off the shower and fetched his cotton robe with a glimpse of redness in his cheeks, wet hair sticking to his forehead before he brushed it with his fingers, splashing glitters of water to the air. one word to describe the sight, ethereal. clouds of steam coming from the door danced through the air as your boyfriend stepped out of the bathroom.

"all day? didn't you say you have practice?" confusion was stretched all over your face as you realized what he had said, unconsciously disregarding how magical yuzuru looks fresh out of shower. you felt extra bouncy as you wanted to be with him on a special day like this. and maybe, just maybe, you can finally have a proper anniversary celebration.

you don't care if you spend the whole day home with your pajamas and his shirt, warmly cuddled up in front of the tv with a show you couldn't even keep up with but still choose to have it on. because all you care and want to be is in his arms. some may say that the day could have been eventful, but damn, every single day is special for you since your boyfriend is none other than yuzuru hanyu.

"i do. but do you really think i'd forget our second anniversary? the training could wait but this day ends around twelve hours so we should be spending it wisely!"

© LUVZUZU 2022. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[rinanar]

Young gun or goo meeting yn for the first time, yn bickering with them without realizing who they are. Nothing inappropriate, just kids from 2 different worlds meeting and becoming frenemiies

KEEP TALKING ! HCS

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character/s : Jungoo Kim , Jonggun Park

type : headcanons — fluff , crack — gn!reader — implied as x reader

warning/s - details : swearing , gungoo in denial , goo's in his early teens , reader is younger than them

a/n : had no idea whether to make this a headcanon or oneshot lolololol

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JUNGOO KIM : (GOO)

- You two first met through his cousin

- His cousin was your friend, AND partner in a project. When he brought you to his house, you found Goo lounging on the couch

- you were curious at first, but you didn't speak to him.

- The second time you met him though, he was with his cousin, walking through the hallway coming from the principal's office, with blood smeared on his cheeks

- Of course, there were many whispers about who he's here for, why he's here for, and how handsome he is.

- But for some reason, you just had no shame, did you? You started talking to the two of them

- But your friend was in a hurry for some reason, so he left you alone with Goo.

- And holy shit

- He finally realized how annoying he can be when he talks

- Do you not realize what he came here for? What he had just done?

- He thinks you're annoying

- But he also thinks he's MIGHT just be in love

- Then he denies it, then he doesn't, then he denies it again.

- He tells you you're annoying, you agree, then keep talking.

- But the longer the conversation goes on, the more he also starts talking

- he keeps talking as if you two are competing for who's louder

- He's glad he found someone as talkative as him, but he still thinks you're annoying to this day.

JONGGUN PARK : (GUN / YAMAZAKI YUZURU)

- Your mother was one of their helpers

- But your mom refused to let you get dragged into her occupation, knowing how strict the clan can be.

- But after tons of begging and crying because no one was able to take care of you at home, she let you come with her, but told you to never leave her side

- But then, being the dumbass you are, you left her side.

- You ended up crying because you couldn't find her

- Then somehow and thankfully (???), he was the first one to find you

- BUT, what you didn't know was that your mom worked for a literal clan, one of the most notorious ones too

- That's why you weren't scared of him at all, which made him confused

- He did help you find your mom

- But you could've helped him back by staying quiet while walking.

- God, you keep talking, and his ears are ringing. He is and will never get used to it

- He probably never revealed to you that he's a Yakuza too. He just lets you find out yourself

- And you'll probably feel uncomfortable and stop talking if you find out, he won't admit it, but he doesn't like the thought of it

- He thinks you're annoying too, but someone's never THIS comfortable talking to him, so go on

- He thinks you're cute when you mess up your words too, but he will NEVER admit that

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a/n : I love this sm..m.m.mm....jshsishwks

[kivaember]

koshiyuzu drabble about ties and the unintentional sexual tension they may cause... (might finish this into a oneshot maybe hmmm)

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Yuzuru’s tie was loose again.

It was something Tsukuyomi couldn’t quite ignore, despite his best attempts. Yuzuru kept fidgeting with it, the movement of his hand naturally drawing Tsukuyomi’s gaze and tempting his stare to linger - the rumpled collar and the hollow of Yuzuru’s throat peeking just above that lopsided tie. Yuzuru, meanwhile, was oblivious, his brow furrowed as he scanned through his short flashcards with an intensity that implied this whole situation was a matter of life or death.

For an ambitious honour student, it probably was. Coming to the end of his school years, Yuzuru was steadily being buried underneath the various examinations and last ditch demonstration of his skills in extracurricular activities before the rest of his academic life was locked into one path. Personally, Tsukuyomi was surprised Yuzuru was entertaining the idea of attending university while juggling his devil summoner duties and caretaking for his younger sister, but if anyone could manage that chaotic lifestyle and excel, it was Yuzuru.

And of course, Tsukuyomi was more than happy to lend whatever aid he could to facilitate that future Yuzuru desired, even if that aid was simply providing a quiet space for Yuzuru to sit and study or prepare with an air of focused anxiety. Tsukuyomi’s office within Bethel HQ was modest, but he allowed himself the amenity of a sofa squashed between two filing cabinets for the nights where he rewarded himself with a thirty minute catnap. That was where Yuzuru was seated now, while Tsukuyomi sat at his desk ploughing through his never-ending administrative tasks: both as Bethel Japan’s director and the Prime Minister…

No one bothered him here unless it was an emergency, which meant Yuzuru was unbothered, and they both enjoyed silent companionship over needless small talk when they had other pressing matters to attend to. Tsukuyomi should be just as focused on his own work as Yuzuru was on his, but…

Yuzuru fidgeted with his tie again. Tsukuyomi’s gaze flickered from the paperwork he had been not-reading for the last ten minutes to Yuzuru’s throat.

But it seemed not even Tsukuyomi was wholly immune to, well… idle thoughts.

Tsukuyomi contemplated himself for a moment and briefly checked his watch. If he recalled correctly, and he likely did, then Yuzuru only had fifteen minutes at most before he had to leave for this event he was quietly stressing over. While Yuzuru had been immaculately dressed when arriving, his appearance was more than rumpled by now - a good presentation was vital for success in Japanese society, and Tsukuyomi wanted Yuzuru to succeed.

“Yuzuru,” he said, coming to a decision. He set his pen down and pushed his chair back a fraction, but didn’t stand. Past his stacks of paperwork, he saw Yuzuru’s head jolt upwards, knocked out of whatever focused tunnel vision of memorisation he’d been trapped in. His hair was sticking up slightly on one side from where he’d been running his hand through it.

“Yes, sir?” Yuzuru asked.

“Come here.”

Yuzuru blinked, long, dark eyelashes fluttering and drawing attention to the vibrant silver of his eyes - not even the lenses of his glasses dulled their vividness. But he obediently rose from the sofa, tucking the flash cards into his pocket as he walked over to Tsukuyomi’s desk - and stopped in front of it.

“I meant here,” Tsukuyomi said, tapping the desk for emphasis. He felt a fission of amusement when Yuzuru immediately turned pink. “Beside me. Your tie needs doing.”

Here, Yuzuru hesitated.

It was still new, this partnership of theirs, where Yuzuru struggled to overstep the boundary of superior and subordinate, his eyes unable to hide the flash of calculation as he assessed and reassessed the situation before committing to a decision. Tsukuyomi understood. Yuzuru didn’t have an easy life, and the scars he bore didn’t come from demons alone. As much as Yuzuru deferred to authority, he was wary of it as well.

Tsukuyomi was patient, and for his Knowledge he was exceptionally patient. He waited, keeping his expression mild and his posture relaxed, holding Yuzuru’s gaze as his Knowledge shifted from weight from side to side before wordlessly rounding the desk.

“Sorry, sir,” Yuzuru said when he stopped in front of his chair, his posture stiff as Tsukuyomi began trying to fix the mess he made of his tie. “I should’ve noticed it was bothering you.”

“I’m not bothered,” Tsukuyomi semi-lied.

It had been bothering him, but not for the reasons Yuzuru assumed. He tried straightening out the tie, but frowned when it didn’t move as it should… and let out a quiet tsk when he realised that it hadn’t been done correctly in the first place. This tie-knot was more like an ambitious tangle…

“Sorry,” Yuzuru mumbled again as Tsukuyomi began the surprisingly difficult task in untangling it. “I don’t wear ties often so I keep forgetting how to do the knot.”

“I can tell,” Tsukuyomi said drily. “Well, it’s to be expected. If you were never properly shown how…”

With a bit of a tug, Yuzuru’s tie spilled undone, and Tsukuyomi paused, finding himself abruptly confronted with Yuzuru’s partially open collar, framed by the undone tie, unable to look anywhere but his Knowledge’s very vulnerable throat.

Hm. He may’ve miscalculated here.

[blanketskiess]

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[maoisarap]

TIME; hanahaki au

Mao Isara centric oneshot

WARNINGS: blood, death, one-sided love, angst, puking, funeral mention, hints of ignorance.

PAIRS: kuromao (platonic). anzumao (one-sided romance). rei×anzu (romance)

WRITTEN: 31/10/23

REPOSTED: 23/10/24 | edited

WORD COUNT: 2.8K

if anyone wants to see more of my old oneshots being reposted, do tell. i doubt, though.

please let me know what you think! in a non attention seeky way... i hope i am not being attention seeky for asking this...

Blood dripped thickly, causing a light tap into the metal bin as soon as it hit. Small and thin yet rough petals of a kind of flower followed afterwards with every cough he heaves. His skin burns from the major fever this disease has caused him. Rashes forming around his limbs started to blister from the thorns that begged to be free from being wrapped around his heart and twisting through his veins.

"This is three steps worse than last night." Comes a mutter from the fellow redhead of the dorm room - Kuro, his hand rests on his chin as he glances towards where Mao leaned over his bed, still sitting under his summer duvet silently begging for the coughs to cease to a stop.

"At this rate, we may have to call your little friends that you're not coming to the convention and take you to the hospital instead to get you checked in for the night."

"I can't do that. This event is an important one to go to...!" His throat felt raw with the intensity he spoke. The stinging sensation of the nettles crawled through his windpipe with every syllable he breathed out. The vines dared to grow further upwards, letting the leaves take space in between as they began clogging his throat up slowly.

Mao Isara had what is called the "Hanahaki Disease," and so far, Kuro was the only person who knew about it. Only by mere accident. The older male even knows who he is suffering because of, and he feels bad for the younger male. Especially because the said person was already in a relationship with someone else, not long after Mao had developed feelings for them, which shattered Mao to pieces.

The said person was also too busy and oblivious of Mao's feelings for them.

Another heaving cough reaches Mao, causing him to lean over the bed once more as more of the red fluid flows, petals reminding him of the amount of time he has left. He waits a minute after the wreck of a coughing fit, his mouth still slightly open from the urges to throw some up more.

Kuro leans over from where he stood and grabs one of the many water bottles that sat in a crate amongst many by the door of the dorms room and hands the cold bottle towards Mao. He unscrews the glue-tight-like lid before doing so, raising an eyebrow at the younger. "More than death? I don't think so. You're going, kid, and I'll make sure of it."

Mao stayed silent at the response, taking a few gulps or sips possible of the clear liquid when he could. His eyes cast down to his lap, a frown of discomfort never once leaving from his facial features.

In the corner of his eye, he could see Kuro tapping away on his phone - most likely chatting to either one or all of the rest of the members from Trickstar. Possibly even Yuzuru or anyone else who's a member of the student council, too, about Mao's situation of not being able to join in for a while.

A sudden groan then comes from the beaujolais-haired boy, causing Kuro to switch his phone off and inch closer towards the younger who seemed to hold his stomach tight with one arm, as the other clutched tight against his blood stained top grasping to grip against his chest on the same side that his heart would be.

"I'm definitely calling you an ambulance." He hears Kuro mutter once more, the older student already waiting on call for the emergency line to pick up. Thankfully, in Kuro's opinion, the person on the other side of the line picked up right away, letting him speak of the needed help immediately.

"I'd like to call for an ambulance, please..." Kuro's voice fades from Mao's hearing as he lurches over his bed once more, more droplets of blood hitting the bottom of the bin in such disgusting swirls as the various flower petals floated amongst the terrifying red.

More coughs surge through, causing a non-stop fit of heaving the pleads to breathe freely for a moment. Mao could feel tears from the pain pricking at the corners of his kelly green eyes. Shivers of the hot fever going up and down his spine repeatedly, causing him to shake every now and then.

The only thing Kuro could do at that moment was rub the youngers' back in comfort as he kneeled down to the floor besides Mao's bed, his phone was still up to his ear as he spoke about the others' situation to the person on call. Kuro's voice would often go up an octave in worry, or deeper than his usual voice when talking stern and begging for ways on how to help Mao in his situation.

The call suddenly ends as Kuro places his phone onto Mao's bedside table. "The miss on the other side said the ambulance will be here in twenty minutes at most." He wished they could get to the place faster for Mao, but with how busy traffic can be from one side of the town to the other during these hours of the week, the older student knew it would be impossible for them to do so.

Kuro then suddenly stands up. "She said for you to stay sitting up and drink your water if needed. Don't force the blood out." He turns around to face the rest of the room and headed towards Mao's own chest of drawers that sat at the end of his bed.

"What are you doing?" Mao heaved. A large cough erupts from his throat after he spoke.

"I'm packing you a night bag, just in case they tell you to stay in for the night or so. I wouldn't be surprised if they did tell you that, with your situation."

Mao only nods mutely as his reply.

Minutes go by as the two wait. Kuro helped Mao as much as possible with his situation every time the smaller felt pain or needed to throw up.

If there was an analogue clock in the room, Mao would definitely be able to hear the loud ticks the hands cause every second or so from the amount of waiting he has to do. He'd rather be free of this impending doom and either practice with Trickstar, play sports with Midori, to sit with Jun and read manga with him, or help Tori and the others in the councils office - literally anything but sitting around like a loose toy would do.

Half an hour extra passes some more. Some students of the music course had knocked on the rooms door, asking how Mao was. It was mostly from the ever so impatient Trickstar and Eichi who came by to check up on him, even helping Kuro with looking after Mao until their short minutes were up.

Mao was finding it even more difficult to breathe. The ambulance had yet to arrive, and there was no way Kuro or anyone could get Mao to the hospital by their own hands.

He shivered again, now laying on his side with one arm draping over the edge of the bed, his hand grazing the carpet flooring. Kuro scolded him for laying down, but it's not like the younger could hear him anyway.

"Kiryu..." Mao could just about manage through his short breaths. Kuro stood by the rooms only window, peeking out of it every millisecond possible as he clenched his phone tight in his strong hold, always prepared to look for any messages or calls from the emergency lines. The ambulance still has yet to come. It was frustrating, in Kuro's opinion. They said they'd be at the campus grounds as soon as possible, but they were more late than intended. Here was a kid dying, and the medics were casually taking their time like as though they were on holiday in France.

He turned around, looking at Mao in his weak state. Fear iced over his veins as he quietly stepped towards the other - with how slow the ambulance was at arriving, there was no way he would be saved, and it ached in Kuro's heart horribly.

If there was a magical way of saving the kid, Kuro would happily sacrifice himself for the other to complete that mission. He knew of the classic three ways to get rid of this disease, but Mao has already attempted almost all of them... and failed. He had such bad luck that it made the duo of redheads upset together.

Kuro kneeled down besides Mao, ignoring the mess of failed attempts of getting blood and petals and puke alike into the bin, he grabbed ahold of Mao's hand that grazes by the carpet flooring, a sudden quick emotion of shock goes through his mind of how cold the other felt. Mao usually was warm. Like the perfect temperature of a radiator during a winter storm, but now he felt as cold as a snowy blizzard.

Kuro glances up to meet eye to eye with Mao as much as he can. Mao's kelly greens were shaking from the amount of shock his body was letting out without his control. The greens of his eyes were dulling of its shining radiance with every minute that clocked by. Mao couldn't even see the older in front of him any longer, as he shouted out in fright from ten minutes ago about it.

Kuro has never heard such harsh fear from the other before. It was something he wished to never sense again, only for the other to be genuinely happy.

"I'm still here, bud."

Mao's cries cease to a stop. The only movement there was left of the beaujolais-haired teenager was still of his shaking and the few rare breaths he let out. He couldn't even talk anymore. He only let the blood flow from his mouth and the few petals that started to slow its rising existence from his throat. Kuro tried to clean the mess around Mao as much as he could repeatedly.

A sigh of the unknown suddenly comes from Mao. His eyes were fully closed, but his body still shook and twitched. Kuro didn't once let go of the youngers' hand as a sudden knock came from the dorm room door. He shouts for whoever is on the other side that the door is unlocked. He knew who was knocking by now, anyway.

A few pairs of footsteps tred inside of the room towards Mao and Kuro.

...

The door closes automatically by itself as Kuro and Anzu leave the funeral directors office, thanking the very director for their time. The aura around them was darker and dull than ever as the cold autumn's breeze wraps around their figures.

"I have a question..." came the broken voice of Anzu as the two stood at a set of traffic lights, waiting for the big lights to turn from green to red for them to cross over the street. "Who did... Who did Mao have feelings for to suffer that much of the disease?"

Kuro stayed silent for a moment, watching some of the vehicles that pass by. Ordinary cars, lorries, and motorbikes alike zooming without a notice.

"If I tell you, do you promise not to blame yourself?"

Anzu was confused, but she nodded right away. She hears the male student sigh and turn to her with a meekly glance.

"It was you." Kuro then suddenly chuckles low and sadly, "I remember him ranting to me a few months ago in our dorm about his crush on you when it was just us alone one evening. It was... refreshing... to see him act like a normal teenager for once other than this doll of exhaustion he built himself to be. He'd always come to me about ways of wanting to impress you with whatever he does. Hell, he tried writing a solo song during practice time with Trickstar, and the Akehoshi kid told me one time because he wanted to impress you so much. He even asked Kaoru on some tips - I'm just glad Kaoru was careful with his words for once on what to say in that type of situation."

Anzu's eyes widened with surprise, letting all the words she was told melt into her thoughts. She suddenly frowns and looks down, "but he knew I was in a relationship with Rei..."

The beeping noise coming from beside Kuro suddenly sounded as the two crossed the road to the other side of the street.

"Maybe so, but feelings like love isn't so easy to repress, especially for someone like Isara."

...

The dorm room felt empty, in Kuro's opinion. With the other two always so busy doing their own things across the ocean depths, and now Mao...

He shakes the thought from his mind and walks over to his own bed, exhaustion has hit him harshly from the last month and a half - it was needed, though. For the plans of Mao's funeral and who was bound to come to it when the date is known from the funeral director. Kuro has tried getting Eichi and Rei to call Mao's family members about the sad happening not long after the youngers' passing, but no one ever answered their calls, it made a bunch of others frustrated at the situation. No matter how many times they all tried to call, the numbers would always be sent straight to voicemail.

Kuro sits down on his bed, about to lie down, but something small and white catches his attention. He turns to look at his pillow to see a small and soft feather sitting there, there was nothing to indicate in the room for a feather to make its presence known. He picks it up - Kuro knows what feathers mean when it comes to the thought of the dead.

He wraps his hand around the small white feather, raising his hand to his chest as he closes his eyes in thought.

Mao was at some final peace on the other side. He hoped to bring some hope and a new beginning for Kuro and everyone else of Yumenosaki and Ensemble Square as a thank you.

Kuro lets a soft smile crease his features.

"Rest well, kid."

[sukirichi]

whenever i hear beach house by daydreamers, i can only think about the rin and yuzuru's beach house😭😭 the song is just so so AAAAAA

i can't believe dtd is alr over🥹 it feels like yesterday when i saw dtd's mc was oikawa i think?? i'm so sad its over :(( i'll miss dtd tuesdays very much. i love this series sm!!

just curious, but will you be making another series or will you stick to oneshots? not to pressure you or anything. take care of yourself suki!!!

i just listened to that song and the lyrics !! i’m not okay because it goes like: I’ll tell a joke like, "Do you come here often?" // And you'll break a smile and say // "I've never forgotten the taste of your lips and the way that you touch me" // Baby, be honest now, do you still love me? // ITS SOOOO RIN and it is perfect for the beach house arc 😭💔 and aaah thank you so much for being with me on the dtd tuesdays, i missed those updates and hearing everyone’s thoughts 🥺 and hmm there’s honestly a lot of things i want to write - both serieses and one shots but i currently am only working on a commission for a friend because i’m too busy w real life to actually get some writing juices :( i miss MISS writing tho!! and thank you so muvh nonnie, i hope you’re taking care of yourself too MWAH 💓

[maskspurpose]

anon asked: (folds hands) 5 for watayuzu oneshot

5: Is there any scene you're excited about writing?

Nothing big but there's a bit I'm really excited to get to which is essentially Yuzuru deciding to flirt back at Wataru and Wataru instantly getting flustered because be doesn't expect it at all. I just think it'll be cute 🤭

(https://retrospring.net/@maskspurpose/a/111409022446041502)

[skwonkk]

Phobias by characters

Some of these are not exactly a "phobia", but still cause fearful or distressed reactions in the character.

May contain spoilers.

Aliens Celty (Durarara!!)

Asymmetry Death the Kid (Soul Eater)

Balloons Bill (King of the Hill) Brown Puffle (Club Penguin) Fungus (Numb Chucks) Lacey (Corner Gas) Mae (Nicky, Ricky, Dicky & Dawn) Roger (Secrets of Shakespeare's Grave) Roy (The IT Crowd)

Bats Ant (The Deep) Hank (King of the Hill) Lorelai (Santiago of the Seas)

Bicycles Flex Mentallo

Birds Akito (NORN9) Sheldon (The Big Bang Theory)

Blood Dakkan (Beyond the Western Deep) Dimity (The Finishing School Series) Doc Martin Draculaura (Monster High) Jonesy (6Teen) Toko (Danganronpa) Tre (Stuck) Tsunade (Naruto)

Buttocks Dementoid

Cats Gilbert (Pandora Hearts) Katsuobushiman (Anpanman) Ranma (Ranma 1/2) Splinter (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) Umibozu (City Hunter)

Chickens Dirk (Savannah Reid) Tanner (Raven's Home) Tyler (Total Drama Island)

Clowns Creepie (Growing Up Creepie) Mary (Dog with a Blog)

Cows Deadpool

Dentists Fangbone

Dogs Dorothy (VA-11 HALL-A) Isabel (Paranatural) Izaya (Durarara!!) Mew (Mewkledreamy) Yuzuru (Ensemble Stars!)

Dolphins Jade (Victorious) Raquelle (Barbie) Ryan (Barbie)

Ducks Mera (Epithet Erased) Will (The Infernal Devices)

Eggs Momoko (Sumomomo Momomo)

Electronics Chuck (Better Call Saul) Gnarrk (Teen Titans)

Fire Tristan (Crown of Feathers)

Fish Alice (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun) Antonio (Power Rangers) Rosaline

Floors Benjy (Teenager Worrier)

Fuzz Lucy (Peanuts)

Flying Wolverine (X-Men)

Gelatin Donna (Out Of This World)

Ghosts Luigi (Mario) Maika (Aikatsu Friends!)

Grapes Arlene (Stick It to the Man!)

Hamsters Badyah (DeadEndia)

Horses Finn (Warrior U)

Insects Kija (Yona of the Dawn)

Ladders Niko (OneShot)

Lima beans Carl Wheezer (Jimmy Neutron)

Men Ai (Kageki Shojo!!)

Mice Doraemon Gary (Miranda) Minnie Mouse Tony (Saved by the Bell)

Mushrooms Imca (Valkyria) Sara (Jewelpet Twinkle)

Needles Cesar (Waste of Space) Elda (Otaku Elf) Excel (Excel Saga) Goku (Dragonball Z)

Pickles Jimmy Two-Shoes

Pigs Karen (Liv and Maddie)

Porcelain Guybrush (Monkey Island)

Red Elis (Canvas 2)

Reptiles Josuke (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure) Sylvia (Sea Haven)

Revolving doors Jiro (Parisa)

Robots Double G (Game Shakers) Junna (Robotics;Notes)

Santa Claus Erma

Sentence enders (gobi) Hibiki (PriPara)

Slugs Lina (Slayers)

Snakes Blake (The Glee Project) Mae (Nicky, Ricky, Dicky & Dawn) Triple G (Game Shakers)

Space Gene (Outlaw Star)

Spiders Ross (Friends) Stacy (Octodad)

Swings Rachel (Friends)

Trees Hot Dog Person (Uncle Grandpa)

Turtles Josuke (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Vehicles Tobari (Nabari No Ou)

Water Cascão (Monica's Gang) Truman (The Truman Show)

Zombies Ryan (Barbie)

[fruitloid]

sketchbook page from last nights dnd session

[heyhellohihowareyou]

🎃Halloween Time!🎃

Class 3-E + Big Five Halloween Oneshot

🎃Ao3 Link🎃. ☠️Warning: This thing is over 10k words so be warned☠️

It was October 31st the day of, you guessed it, Halloween. For Halloween, Hazama and Karma had decided to host a haunted maze and invited all of their classmates.

It was being held at Karma’s place and Nagisa, Sugino, Kayano, Kanzaki, and Okuda were the first ones there. 

Sugino was dressed as a zombie baseball player, Kayano was dressed as a bunny rabbit, Okuda was dressed as a witch, Kanzaki was dressed as Princess Zelda, and Nagisa was dressed as Sal Fisher from the game, Sally Face.

“I absolutely love the the details on your costume, Kanzaki!” Kayano said while eating some candy out of her bucket. 

“Thanks, I wish I had a sword to go with it, though.” 

Nagisa lifted up his mask to speak, “I know Fuwa’s brother has a bunch of Katanas and I think she said he had swords as well.” 

“Yeah but it’s too late now and besides, I don’t think Yuzuru would like the idea of me wielding an actual sword. Especially, from Fuwa’s brother.”

The group started to laugh which got interrupted by, “Hey, hey!” 

The group turned around to see who it was and it turned out to be Maehara, Isogai, Kataoka, and Okano.

“Wow, you guys look great! Isogai your-” 

“He’s Prince Charming!” The girls plus Nagisa squealed. They were right, Isogai was dressed as a handsome prince. His hair was tied back in a small ponytail and his outfit consisted of a buttoned up shirt with bishop sleeves, a corset around his waist, a long burgundy cape, black high knee boots, and a plastic crown that fit perfectly on his head.

Isogai chuckled, “Thanks, Maehara’s sisters made me this prince costume.”

“That’s right and I’m his valiant knight!” Maehara waved his cardboard sword around.

“Hehe, nice sword” Sugino chuckled 

“Hey, I was planning to get a sword from Fuwa’s brother but my sister said I couldn’t. She said that it’s “dangerous” and “I could poke my eye out” like, what does she know!?” 

“She’s just keeping you safe.” said Kataoka wearing a Wonder Woman costume with her hair down.

Okano, who was wearing a ninja costume, giggled a bit, “Yeah from his own stupidity!” 

“HEY!” Maehara proceeded to poke Okano repeatedly with his cardboard sword which just made her laugh.

“YEEHAW!” 

Once again they all turned around to see who it was and saw Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu, and Itona. “Hey guys, uh, is that Itona under that blanket?”

“You are correct. I’m a ghost. Boo.”

The group just looked at him blankly.

“His outfit was a last minute decision.” Yoshida said from under his astronaut helmet.

“Can he even see through that?”

“No, I’m a blind ghost. I don’t need to see, I can smell fear. Boo.” Itona tried to step forward but tripped on his costume. “I meant to do that. Boo.”

Muramatsu, who was wearing a cowboy costume, helped Itona up, “Ya okay there, partner?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you. Boo.”

Okuda stepped forward, “Um, you know that you don’t have to keep saying boo after every sentence, right?”

“Well, I’m a ghost, ghosts say boo so, boo.”

The group just looked at him blankly again.

“Ya just need to deal with it, ya’ll.”

“Muramatsu, why are you talking like that?”

“I’m a cowboy, it’s as clear as day!”

Terasaka, who was wearing a Frankenstein costume, sighed, “He’s been like this all day. You’ll just need to roll with this one, too.”

“Sure do! Yeehaw!”

“Okay then…”

After that, a bigger group of students showed up wearing a variety of costumes.

Kurahashi, who was wearing a butterfly costume, ran up to the group in front of the house, “Hey you guys!”

“Hey Kurahashi, love your outfit.”

“Yeah, it fits you perfectly.”

“Thank you, I made it and Yada helped me out.”

“Yup!”, right beside her was Yada, who was wearing a bloody red riding hood outfit.

“Woah, looking creepy Yada!”

Sugino came up for a closer look “No kidding, your outfit is way creepier than mine.”

“Yeah, but is it as creepy as my outfit?” Itona somehow appeared beside them.

“AH! Itona is that you?”

“Yes, as a ghost. Boo.”

“Uh, okay then.”

Nagisa and the others went to see the rest of their classmates costumes.

“Hey guys!”

“Hey Nagisa, hmm,” Sugaya, who was wearing raggedy clothes and skeleton make up, inspected Nagisa’s fake scar make up closely, “You could use a scar right here and there.”

“Huh?”

“Overall, I give your makeup an eight out of ten.”

“Um, okay then…”

“As for you,” Sugaya turned to inspect Sugino’s costume, “The blood should be a bit darker, it clashes with the gray makeup. A couple of scabs couldn’t hurt, it makes your face more gory. Also, your arms just look boring.”

“What?”

“You could’ve added more scars or veins to make them at least somewhat interesting. Overall, I give you a six out of ten. Not bad but it could have been better.”

“…” Sugino and Nagisa turned to look at pirate Mimura.

“He likes criticizing people’s Halloween costume makeup. Kind of his thing.”

“Ah…Nice fake parrot by the way.”

“Thanks.” Mimura said petting the parrot.

Then, Nakamura and Fuwa came behind them, wearing a Harley Quinn and a variation of a Luffy outfit respectively. “Hello, boys!”

The boys greeted them with a smile, “Hello, you two.”

Sugaya looked at Nakamura for a second, “Perfect, nothing else to say, ten out of ten.”

“Why thank you, puddin’.”

Sugino crossed his arms, “And I get a six out of ten? So unfair.”

Fuwa pushed up her straw hat, “Wow Nagisa, that costume really fits you!”

“Thanks Fuwa, not surprising to see you dressed as a manga character.”

“Yeah, I hard a hard time figuring out which one to pick so I decided to go with good old Luffy!”

“I’m guessing Reiji gave you that costume?”

“Yup! This is an old one that he wore when he was little. He patched it up so it could suit me better!”

“Oh is he a tailor?” Kayano said while popping another piece of candy in her mouth.

“I guess you could say that. He cosplays sometimes. And by sometimes, I mean like every Saturday.”

“I can see that actually.”

Then Kimura, who was wearing a Flash costume, came by, “Hello guys, nice costumes! Ooh, candy!” Kimura reached for the candy in Kayano’s bucket but Kayano swatted his hand away.

“No, get your own!”

“Okay, okay, geez! So when’s the thing starting?”

“Not sure, maybe when everyone gets here? I know Hara’s not coming because she’s handing out candy to trick or treaters, Chiba and Hayami are running a bit late, and I have no clue where Takebayashi and Okajima are…”

“Here we are!”

It was Okajima who was dressed as a mummy along with a mad scientist Takebayashi.

“Hi, you two. It’s kind of weird to see you guys show up together.”

“Hehe, it’s a long story…”

“A pack of dogs jumped him and tore all of his bandages. Luckily, I was passing by and he came to me crying and naked asking for help. I had to walk all the way back home to get him some spare bandages and now we’re here.”

“Okay…I guess it isn’t such a long story after all, hehe.”

”Crying and naked? Okajima, are you not wearing any clothes under there?” Kayano backed up disgusted.

“Nope!”

“Gross!” All the girls said unison.

“Well excuse me for trying to be authentic!”

Sugaya walked up to him, “If you really wanted to be authentic you would have gotten better bandages. These bandages are completely clean, what mummy has clean bandages? You could have also could have worn some makeup underneath the bandages to make yourself look even more ancient. Overall, I give your costume a four out of ten. I expected better from you, Okajima.”

“Geez dude, cut me some slack.”

“Sorry, no one is exempt from my criticism.”

“Yeah, no one except Nakamura.” Sugino mumbled.

“Guys, guys!” Yada caught the attention of everyone, “Rinka said that they’re going to be late because Chiba’s feeling a bit self conscious about his costume and that they’ll just meet us inside.”

“Aww, poor Chiba. I kind of feel bad.”

“Yeah, but if they want us to go in, we might as well.”

“True, true.”

“Well what we all waitin’ for? Let’s get a move on! YEEHAW!”

The group began to walk up to Karma’s door when, “Hold on…”

The group turned around and saw none other than,

“THE BIG FIVE!?” There stood the five virtuosos, also known as the big five, with their typical, pretentious aura.

“Who the hell invited you guys!?” Everyone glared at the five of them.

“Isn’t it obvious? We’re for the haunted maze.” Said Araki, who was wearing a robot costume.

“WHAT!?”

“Okay, okay, I’m not sure about the others but, you Asano? I didn’t even know you were into Halloween.”

Asano, who was wearing a costume similar to Isogai’s, sighed, “You’re right I’m not. Akabane asked me to go through this maze of his. At first I declined thinking it was childish but then he said I was just scared and called me a coward. So naturally I had to prove him wrong.”

“Ah that makes sense. Surprised that you bothered dressing up, Asano.”

“These guys made me. Each of them gave me a different outfit to choose from and Ren had the best option.”

Koyama, who was wearing a wizard costume, patted Asano on the shoulder, “I’m just saying, you would’ve looked great as Sailor Moon.”

“Please shut up. Hmm,” Asano glared at Isogai, “Isogai? What are you supposed to be dressed as exactly?”

“Oh, uh, a prince?”

“Ah, you’re a prince. Well, just to let you know, I’m a king meaning I outrank you. So, HA! I win!”

Isogai looked at him confused, “Uh, I don’t think this was a competi-”

Then Maehara jumped in front of him, “You may be a king Asano but Isogai is the fairest in all the land!”

“Yeah!” The girls backed Maehara up, which usually never happens.

“Whatever, we’ll see who’s truly superior when we see you scared straight in that maze, haha!” Seo, who was wearing a wolf costume laughed.

Maehara pointed his cardboard sword at Seo, “Watch out my prince! It’s a hideous beast!”

“HIDEOUS BEAST!? Why you little-” Seo walked towards them and Maehara waved his “sword” at him as a defensive maneuver.

“Stop it you two.” Kataoka came between them to defuse the situation, “Look, you guys can go with us if you want but at least try to be nice.”

“I can assure you, we will be on our absolute best behavior tonight, miss.” Ren, who was wearing a vampire costume, bowed.

“Yeah, you better be!” Sugino yelled, wielding his “bloody” baseball bat.

“Okay, now can we go in? I’m DYING to see what’s inside!”

“Alright, let’s go!”

Isogai went to knock on the doors first but Asano stopped him.

“Wait, don’t you think the king should be the first one to enter? Y’know since you’re just a prince and all?”

Isogai looked at him confused,“Uh, okay…”

”Still as douchey as ever.” Maehara mumbled.

Asano knocked on the door three times and for a while nothing happened. Unexpectedly, the doors slowly creaked opened and some sort of smoke seeped out.

“How ominous!”

Asano rolled his eyes, “Let’s just get this over with.”

Asano and the others stepped inside. Once they were all in, the doors immediately slammed shut behind them causing most of the group to jump.

Kimura turned around nervously, “Uh, who closed the doors?”

Nakamura chuckled, “Who knows maybe it was a ghooooooost~”

Itona scoffed,“As a ghost, I take offense to that. We’re not a joke, we are meant to be taken seriously. Boo.”

Kataoka rolled her eyes “Obviously, it’s just apart of the maze. Let’s just go.”

As the group walked they all looked around a bit. It was like some sort of dungeon.

”I knew Karma was rich but damn! This looks so professional.”

Asano chuckled, “Yeah, it may look professional and all but I don’t see myself getting scared anytime soon.”

“We’ll see.”

The group ventured deeper into the dungeon-like maze. A chill breeze ran through the hall the group was walking through that caused them all to shudder. A bunch of unexplainable, eerie sounds can be heard from the distance. All that on top of the uncanny paintings on the walls really set the tone for the maze.

“Hmm,” Sugaya was staring at one of the uncanny paintings along with Mimura.

“So what’s the rating?”

“I’d say about an eight point five. It’s uncanny enough but I feel like they should’ve added a bit more darker colors to really set the tone they were trying to go for. It stills does the job but it could’ve been better.”

Mimura nodded. Out of the blue, the painting the two were looking at blinked at them, which made them both jump.

“Did that painting just…”

The painting blinked again.

“Uh-huh…”

Sugaya let out a nervous chuckle, “I’m sure it’s just nothing. Let me just…” Sugaya took hold of the frame of the painting.

“W-what are you doing!?”

“Chill out, what’s the worst that could happen?” Sugaya went ahead and took the painting off the wall anyways.

He immediately regretted that decision

Mimura let out a small shriek and stumbled back a bit. The rest of the group turned around to see what all the fuss was about and besides Kurahashi and Koyama, the group looked disgusted and horrified.

Behind that painting was a whole bunch of tiny creepy crawlies, also known as, to put it simply, bugs. There was beetles, ants, centipedes, roaches, moths, and spiders galore. The tiny treacherous creatures scattered themselves along the walls all onto the floor.

“WHAT THE FU-“

Kurahashi ran up to the scene, “Oh my god…IT’S LIKE A DREAM!!!” She bent down and scooped up a couple of the crawlies up, “Aww, aren’t you a couple of cuties.”

Yada gulped, “Uh, Hina? I know you love bugs and all but cuties? Really?”

“Come on, Touka! Look at them, they’re adorable!” Kurahashi held a couple of the bugs up to Yada which made her back up a bit.

“Yeah, I think I’ve seen enough of them.”

Then, Koyama kneeled down beside her looking closely at the bugs.

“These are indeed a fascinating batch of bugs.”

“Wait Koyama-Kun, you like bugs too?”

“Haha, of course! President of the biology club remember? I love everything about animals, including these tiny little cuties.”

Kurahashi’s eyes lit up with joy, “Finally, someone who gets it! I think I’ve found myself a new bug buddy!”

”Me too!”

While the two were enjoying their time looking at all of the “cute” bugs, Muramatsu had already jumped into Yoshida’s arms, terrified.

“D-Don’t ya think it’s best we g-get a move on!? These critters look vicious!”

“Wow, you’re really committed to this role aren’t you?” Yoshida said while not at all struggling to hold Muramatsu.

“Sure am, partner!”

Nakamura reluctantly came over, “I agree with cowboy Matsu, this is just getting weird.”

Asano sighed, “I agree as well.”

Maehara chuckled, “Don’t tell me the all mighty Asano is scared of a couple of bugs!”

”Like hell I am! I find it hilarious how Akabane thinks a few tiny pests could get me scared. He’s got to try harder than that.”

A centipede came crawling towards Asano and he squashed it underneath his boot, “You guys can stay all you want but I want to see what other “scary” things Akabane supposedly has in store for me.”

Asano turned around to walk away from the group and the big five, excluding Koyama, followed after him.

“Come on guys! Asano’s getting ahead of us!” Maehara ran to catch up with Asano and the rest of the virtuosos.

“Maehara, wait!” Isogai and some others came following.

Yada stayed behind and looked at Kurahashi and Koyama, who were still admiring the bugs.

“Come on you guys, the others are leaving. We should go.”

“Do we have to?” Kurahashi and Koyama said in unison.

Yada sighed, “Yes, now come on.”

“Awww!” The two of them got up and headed towards the group ahead along with Yada and the others who were also left behind.

Sugaya let out a nervous sigh, “Next time, I won’t take off anymore mysterious paintings of the walls.”

Mimura nudged him, “Yeah, good idea.”

After everyone got together again, they continued down the maze. Well, until they ended up finding themselves confronting two different paths.

“So which way should we go?” Okuda said looking back and forth between the two paths.

“Hmm,” Isogai looked back and forth s between the two paths as well, “How about we go-“

“This way!” Asano said, cutting Isogai off and pointing towards the opposite direction.

“Oh, uh, sure! Let’s go this way then.” Isogai and the others followed Asano as he lead the way down the path.

The whole group zigzagged their way throughout the maze with Asano’s lead. During their journey, they past countless of even more uncanny paintings that Sugaya had to muster up all of his strength not to criticize.

Instead of finding more paintings, the group walked into a hall filled with a variety of mirrors with different shapes and sizes. But these weren’t just regular old mirrors you see. These mirrors were like the ones you’d see at a carnival but some had a slight twist.

Sugino was looking in one of the said mirrors and found himself surprised,“Woah, sick!”

Apparently the mirror he was looking into made his hair and eyes change colors. And not just darker or lighter shades, instead, his hair and eyes appeared orange.

The group looked in different mirrors that each had different twists to them. Some mirrors were simple that just made appearances a bit wonky. Others made their skin look inverted. It was such a horrific sight that the group tried to avoid those mirrors at all costs.

Seo was looking at one of the wonky mirrors and Nakamura along with Maehara came behind him with a sly grin.

”Wow, Seo! I didn't know that you're face could look even weirder!”

”Heh, it looks like an improvement to me!”

The two cackled with laughter while Seo stomped towards them angrily. Meanwhile, Kayano was looking at a similar yet larger mirror that morphed her body each time she moved. She moved in a position that caused the mirror to make her, um, “upper regions” to look bigger than they actually were.

Nagisa came behind her, “You okay there, Kayano?”

“……I WANT THIS MIRROR!”

“Hehe, I guess that’s not really a surprise.”

There was more ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the mirrors until Araki came across a mirror that was seemingly out of place. Araki inspected the mirror closer but unlike the other ones, there was nothing in particular that was wrong or weird with it.

“Hmm, what’s the deal with this mirror?”

Yoshida came behind Araki to inspect the mirror with him, “I guess the mirror just doesn’t have a deal at all.”

“Ah it’s crooked.” Araki straightened out the mirror and for a while nothing happened.

“That’s strange I thought something would happ-“ Araki was interrupted by the sound of the mirror cracking. Then, the rest of the mirrors in the hall started to crack as well.

“What the-“

“This is why we don’t touch things!”

The mirrors kept on cracking and cracking until they found a stopping point.

Maehara came up to the mirror that the two were looking at and inspected it closer.

Red, blood-like, liquid started to ooze from the cracks. Despite this Maehara didn’t seem to be that all affected.

“Really, this is supposed to be scary?” Maehara laughed, “Oh no, we’re going to have bad luck. I’m so sc-“ this time, Maehara was interrupted by the candles that was illuminating the hall going out. “…ared?”

Okano her hands on her hips. “Godammit, Maehara! You’re angered the spirits!”

“Hey, I didn’t mean to!”

Kataoka sighed, “Guys, there’s no spirits.” 

Itona coughed, “Ahem.” 

“Um besides you, Itona.”

“That’s right, booooo~.”

“Well, it looks like your boos are getting better.”

All of a sudden, the cracked mirror in front of them started to give off an ominous light. The sound of childish laughter could be slightly heard and it got louder and louder and louder and it echoed throughout the hall. 

Maehara, who was obviously not scared, clung to Isogai’s arm, “Uh, you okay Maehara?” 

“Um, y-yeah! Just protecting you my dear p-prince, hehe. That’s all!”

Isogai rolled his eyes, “Sure you’re not scared or something?”

“Pfft- Me!? Scared!? HA! I’m a knight! Knights don’t get-“

Maehara was yet again interrupted, this time it was by an image of a black haired girl who seemed to be crying for help. Her face was all distorted from the cracks of the mirrors and instead of laughter, the sounds of screaming echoed through the hall.

The other mirrors started to glow and with them, images of different girls appeared. Some look like they were laughing and others looked like they were crying and screaming. The hall was now filled with echoes of laughter and bone-chilling screams of agony. 

Maehara was no longer clinging to Isogai’s arm, this time he was clinging to Isogai’s waist, shaking.

Isogai looked down at him, “You were saying?” 

“I’m n-not scared…” Maehara said nervously, with his voice sounding six octaves higher than usual, “I-I’m j-just protecting your waist.” 

“Protecting my waist?”

“Mhm.”

Isogai chuckled and patted his head, “Thanks my valiant knight.” 

“For a valiant knight, he sure is cowardly.” Okano said while on Ren’s back. During all of this, she managed to jump on Ren’s back, totally not out of fear of course and obviously, she wasn’t clinging on for dear life.

Okajima tried to cling to Kataoka but she immediately shoved him away, “Can we just leave already? I’m starting to actually get chills.”

Okajima chuckled, “Well, judging by how short your skirt is…”

Kataoka immediately shot Okajima a glare, which was arguably more horrifying than all the girls in the cracked mirrors, “I’ll stop talking, hehe.”

Nakamura turned to Asano, “So, are you scared yet your highness?”

“While I will admit this whole thing is more impressive than the bug fiasco,” The laughs and screams persisted giving Asano a slight shudder, “I still don’t see myself getting scared anytime soon. I’m going to continue on.”

Asano moved himself down the hall covering his ears from the nonsensical noise.

“I swear, does nothing ever scare him?” 

“Who cares? Can we please get out of here!?”

“Alright, alright. Come on everybody!”

“Yeah, let’s go Ren!” Okano commanded while still clinging onto Ren’s back. Ren, for some reason, had no issue with it and just complied.

Just like before, the group caught themselves up to Asano and zigzagged more into the maze as the laughter and the screams got quieter.

“God, how big is this maze exactly?” Asano said with annoyance. 

“Karma and Hazama are usually extra when it comes to these things so who knows?” Nagisa responded.

“You can’t rush these things, Asano. Hailey wants to get this done even more than you do.” Fuwa chimed in.

“Hailey? Who the hell is Hailey?”

“Ah, just a higher being.”

“Sounds like nonsense to me.”

While Asano was looking at Fuwa in disbelief, he suddenly tripped on a bump in the rug that seemingly came out of nowhere. 

“AGH! What the…”

“Ooh, looks like Hailey didn’t like that Asano.”

Isogai came over to his aid, “Ah, you okay Asano?” He held out his hand as an attempt to help Asano up. 

“I’m fine.” Asano got himself up and continued on, completely ignoring Isogai’s helping hand.

“Ah, okay then.”

Once they rounded the corner, they came face to face with a chained up skeleton against a wall.

“Woah, talk about a dead end!”

“Heh, looks like Asano here isn’t such a great leader after all.”

Asano turned around at the group in an irritated manner, “It’s not my fault Akabane’s maze is impossible.” 

Ren patted his shoulder,“Well a maze wouldn’t be as fun if we could go straight through it.”

Asano gritted his teeth, “This way, then!” 

He pushed his way through the group in a fuss.

“Why do we even bother following him?”

The group shrugged in unison and proceeded to follow Asano’s lead. In turn, he kept leading the group into dead end after dead end.

“Asano, you’re sure you know what you’re do-”

“YES I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!” Asano snapped, “Now, the other way!”

“UGH!” The group groaned in unison. Once the group turned around along with Asano, a bizarre sound rung through the hall. It was a playful, child-like type of sound but it felt especially eerie combined with all the spooky scenery.

“What’s that sound?”

“No clue but it sort of reminds me of a…”

The music was briefly interrupted by a rubber honking sound.

“CLOWN!” Maehara and Seo yelped and started to cling to each other, surprisingly.

“You two okay?” 

“HELL NO!” Seo snapped.

“H-how could we be when there’s freaking c-clown on the loose!?” Maehara said with his voice even higher than ever.

“Uh, what’s your guys problem with clowns exactly?” 

“CAN WE PLEASE GET OUT OF HERE FIRST!? I CAN HEAR IT GETTING CLOSER!”

The group came out from the corner they were in to escape the clown with Maehara and Seo dashing out of there. The group came to a stop when they managed to immediately confront the said clown in the hall. 

“WHAT THE FU-AHHHHHHH!” Maehara let out high, deafening shrill that made both the group and the clown cover their ears in pain. While, the clown and the group were distracted, Maehara and Seo ran down the hall.

“Wait Maehara!” Isogai went running after them along with the rest of the group, leaving the clown there trying to regain its sense of hearing.

After running through the twists of the two of them ended up stopping after Maehara ended up bumping into a mysterious someone who seemed to be wearing a phantom of the opera costume and had a piercing gaze.

“AH CREEPY CLO- Oh, hey Hayami! I like your cat costume and… huh?” He looked at the stranger in confusion, unable to identify the boy before him.

The boy helped him up, “You okay there, Maehara?”

“Oh, uh, yeah! Thank you but how do you know my name?”

“Huh, do you not know who I am?” 

Maehara shook his head.

“Maehara, it’s me.” 

Maehara turned his head to the side in confusion as the boy and Hayami sighed in disappointment.

The rest of the group finally caught up with them, “Ah, there you are Maehara!” Isogai sighed in relief.

“RINKA! YOU MADE IT!” Kurahashi and Yada went over to give her a grand hug but then noticed the stranger and looked at him in confusion , “Uh, who’s this.”

“Not you guys, too!”

“You sound familiar.”

“Have we seen you before?” 

Hayami shook her head in disbelief, “Guys, it’s Chiba.”

“Ohhhhh…” The group said in unison.

Chiba sighed, “This is why I didn’t want to come at first.”

Maehara wrapped his arm around Chiba’s shoulder, “Sorry, Cheebs but you do have to admit that it’s kind of hard to recognize you without your iconic bangs. If you ask me, you should show your eyes more, you definitely got the look of one of those hot models you see on magazines. With eyes like those, girls will definitely be hanging all over you soon enough.”

“Thanks, I guess, but I’ll leave the ladies to you Maehara.” Chiba said slightly embarrassed, “Anyways, why is Asano and the rest of them here and also, what’s the deal with all of you?” 

Koyama groomed his fake wizard beard, “Just regular Asano and Karma shenanigans. Also, Seo and Maehara were scared of a clown for some reason.” 

“A clown?”

Hayami nodded, “I don’t blame them. Clowns weird me out, too.” 

“THANK YOU!” Both Seo and Maehara yelled in unison.

“You guys never told us why you were afraid of clowns for some reason.”

Maehara looked at his feet and sighed, “When I was six, my mom thought it was such a good idea to hire a clown for my birthday. He had this wide grin and an abundance amount of makeup and not only that, he was apparently a contortionist as well.” Maehara shuddered, “He kept bending his limbs in all sorts of freaky ways and kept asking “HOW’S THE BIRTHDAY BOY!?” and it creeped me out.” Maehara turned to Isogai, “For SOME reason, Isogai actually enjoyed the clown.”

Isogai looked back at him smiling, “Come on, Maehara. That clown was fun.” 

“FUN MY ASS! That clown was creepy as hell and you know it!”

Nakamura rolled her eyes, “So what’s your deal, Seo?” 

“Things that smile all the time just give me the creeps. No normal living being can smile THAT much.”

“Ren smiles a lot.” Araki said as he pointed to a currently smiling Ren.

“EXACTLY MY POINT!”

Ren proceeded to grin slightly wider.

“Cheeky ass bastard.”

“Okay, okay can we just go!? I wanna get away from that clown as fast as possible.” 

“We all know that you’re the biggest clown around here, Maehara.” Chiba snickered.

“HEY! I heard that! Not cool, Cheebs!” Maehara poked him repeatedly with his “sword”.

Alright, alright we can go.”

“Yeah, but can we let Isogai lead this time? I don’t think that Asano knows what he’s doing.” Nakamura huffed.

“I DO KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!” Asano snapped again.

“Don’t worry Asano, you can keep leading the group. Truth is, I’m not good with mazes either.” Isogai patted him on the shoulder, but Asano proceeded to swat his hand away.

“Well, I do have to say that I’m sorry for your lack of skill when it comes to mazes but don’t put me on the same level as you. Now, ONWARD!”

Isogai shook his head in disbelief as Asano went further ahead of the group, “I just can’t win, huh?”

Araki let out a slight chuckle, “You guys should know by now that Asano can get a little, ahem, extra.”

Seo rolled his eyes, “Extra is an understatement.”

“He’s never truly experienced the wonders of Halloween. Mostly because of his cruel father.” Ren said, uncharacteristically gritting his teeth at that last part.

“We’re just glad he wanted to come! Even if it was just out of spite, hehe. It’s rare for him to agree to things like this.” Koyama chimed in.

“We’ve tried and tried to get him to have some fun but he’s always so busy.”

“We even tried to “kidnap” him once. Obviously, we didn’t have much luck.”

The group looked at the virtuosos in disbelief, “That’s surprisingly wholesome for you guys.”

“Yeah, besides that kidnapping part. Whatever the hell that was about.”

“It’s just a thing, don’t worry.” Ren and the rest of the virtuosos chuckled, “Now we better get going, Shuu is already way ahead of us.”

Kanzaki giggled, “Aww, Shuu. What a cute nickname!”

Ren let out a slight chuckle, “Yeah but don’t tell him that. I’m not supposed to call him that in public, exactly.”

“Well, your secret’s safe!” Kanzaki said with a wink. Right behind them was Sugino, who was slowly raising his, soon to be bloody ,baseball bat which then Nagisa proceeded to slowly push back down.

The clown music again rang through the hall which made Seo and Maehara stiffen up in fear.

“Okay, let’s actually get going, please!?” 

“Yeah, definitely!”

Seo and Maehara once again dashed ahead of the group absolutely terrified and the rest of the group came running after.

While the group was running, Kayano ended up dropping her candy bucket in the process.

“AH! MY CANDY!” Kayano went back and picked up her bucket but when she did, she was greeted with a wide, toothy grin of the clown from early. The clown’s eyes were glowing a red hue and somehow, his grin was getting wider by the second, revealing sharp, piranha-like teeth. Before Kayano could even react, Maehara came dashing back, slung her body over his shoulder, and dashed back away from the clown, "GOTCHA!"

"MAEHARA, WAIT! WE HAVE TO GO BACK AND GET MY CANDY!" Kayano swung her legs back and forth in an attempt to get Maehara to put her down. 

Maehara looked back for a moment and saw the clown holding Kayano's candy bucket, grinning widely, "NOPE! SORRY KAYANO BUT YOUR CANDY BELONGS TO THE CLOWN NOW!" 

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Kayano dramatically yelled as Maehara kept running away from the clown and her candy.

Despite the extra weight, Maehara managed to catch up with the rest of the group and rounded the corner where Asano was. 

"What the- What's with all the commotion?"

“C-clown’s b-back!” Seo managed to stutter out while out of breath.

Asano rolled his eyes, “Seo nothing about that clown was scary.”

Maehara put down the grumpy Kayano down and fell to his knees, “No, this time it’s scarier than ever!” Maehara started to flail his arms around dramatically, “It had raisor sharp teeth and glowing scary eyes and and waaaaahaha.”

Maehara pathetically crawled towards Isogai and hugged his waist. 

Isogai patted his head “Y’know, Maehara, what you did back there, picking up Kayano and all, was pretty brave of you. Sort of like an actual knight.”

Kayano stood up and brushed off her dress, “Yeah, thank you Maehara but now I lost all my candy! Do you know how long I went trick or treating for all those treats!? I had to pretend that I was still ten years old!”

Yada nodded, “I can see you easily passing as a ten year old.” 

“Haha, what are you implying?”

Asano sighed, “I can’t believe you guys still bother taking part in something as childish as trick or treating.”

Kayano got up, “Hey! Trick or treating is anything but childish!” 

“Didn’t you pretend to be a kid just to go trick or treating?” Nagisa asked with a concerned smile.

“Don’t worry about that.”

Isogai chuckled then turned to Asano, “Trick or treating is just a fun thing to do. Maehara and I’ve done it every year. Right, Maehara?” Isogai looked down at the nodding Maehara who was still hugging his waist.

Isogai rolled his eyes with a smirk, “Anyways, it’s really fun and besides, you get lots of candy in the end.”

Kayano rapidly nodded.

Asano stared at Isogai blankly, “I never understood what was so addicting about candy.”

“Come on, Asano. You say that as if you’ve never had candy before.”

Asano stared at Isogai blankly again.

“You’ve eaten candy before. Right?”

Asano shook his head and the rest of the gasped in surprised.

Maehara got up from hugging Isogai’s waist and looked at Asano in disbelief, “No candy? At all? Not even a skittle?”

Asano shook his head again, “My father wants me to have the upmost shiniest teeth known to man. He doesn’t want me to spoil it with sweets.” 

The group shook their head in both disbelief and disappointment.

“Wait, don’t tell you’ve never had anything sweet at all.” 

Asano shook his head.

“Cake?”

“Pie?”

“Ice cream?” 

“LUCKY CHARMS!?”

Asano shook his head to all of those.

“Oh nooooo.” Kurahashi looked at Asano with pity.

Muramatsu held his head down low, “Imma ramen type of cowboy myself but even I know the value of good ol’ sweets, dawg!”

Terasaka looked at Muramatsu confused, “Do cowboys even say dawg?” 

Yoshida just shrugged.

Asano looked at everyone confused, “I don’t see why everyone is making a big deal about this.” 

Kayano sighed, “It’s because candy is a vital part of everyone’s childhood. You can’t have happiness without candy. You just can’t.” Kayano dug through her bag and pulled out a chocolate bar, “I always keep a a chocolate bar on me in case of emergencies and this is certainly an emergency.” She held the bar out to Asano.

“Wait, are you actually giving this to me?” Asano looked at Kayano absolutely baffled. 

Kayano nodded, “Don’t worry, this bag has special cooling so chocolate isn’t melted.”

Asano hesitantly took the bar out of Kayano’s hands and looked at it, “Are you sure I can have this?”

“Yes, now hurry up and eat it before I change my mind!”

“Okay then….” Asano slowly started to peel of the wrapper to the bar.

“Oh my god! OH MY GOD IT’S HAPPENING!” Koyama shook Ren back and fourth but Ren didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he was excited as well.

Seo poked Araki a bunch of times, “HURRY! GET OUT YOUR CAMERA! WE MUST CAPTURE THIS RARE MOMENT!” 

“ON IT!” Araki pulled out his camera ready to record.

Asano rolled his eyes, “You guys are so dramatic.” He unwrapped the the chocolate bar enough so he could take a bite. He slowly brought the bar up to his mouth and with every inch, the group observed Asano closer and closer. Feeling a bit peer pressured, Asano finally took a bite out of the chocolate bar. He started to analyze the taste in his mouth and for a split second, his eyes displayed with pure, childlike wonder. He let out a involuntary “Mm”sound and licked any remaining flavor off of his lips. 

The group looked at him with absolute awe. Asano quickly realized the situation he was in and immediately changed up his act, “Hm, it’s fine I guess. I can certainly see the appeal.” He turned to Araki who was still recording, “Just so you know, you will be deleting that.”

“Whatever you say!” Araki said with a cheeky smile.

“Aw, what a beautiful moment.” Maehara nodded his head. A mysterious hand found its way onto Maehara’s shoulder, “Don’t worry, Isogai. I’m fine now. Glad we’re away from that clown.” 

“Um, M-Maehara? I’m over here.” 

“Wait, if you’re over there than who’s…” Maehara slowly turned around and was met with a frightening demise. The clown was back and flashing Maehara with his brightest grin. Maehara looked at him with his mouth hanging wide open but wasn’t making a sound. Instead he just looked at him shaking.

“Uh, what’s happening to Maehara?”

“I think he’s screaming in a pitch so high that even we can’t even hear him.”

Kayano came closer to the clown, “Hey you! What happened to my candy bucket!?” 

The clown didn’t answer, instead he opened his mouth wide open and a bunch of centipedes came out of it. 

Kayano jumped back in fear, “Um, y-you can k-keep the b-b-bucket actually, hehe…” Kayano ran behind a nearby Takebayashi.

Takebayashi shakily adjusted his glasses, “O-okay, Maehara. I’m starting to agree with your stance on clowns now.”

The clown’s grip on Maehara tightened making it hard for Maehara to be released from his grasp, “Um, HELP!?”

With surprisingly quick thinking Seo pushed through the group, grabbed Maehara’s “sword”, and stabbed the clown in between his armpit. That seemed to do the trick because the clown ended up flailing around and let go of Maehara. The clown passed out on the ground with his tongue sticking out of his closed mouth.

Meanwhile, Seo and Maehara were still a bit shaken up by the events that had just occurred.

“Damn I, uh, I didn’t expect that to actually work.”

“Well, clowns are very dramatic.”

“Hehe, I guess that’s true.”

Maehara huffed out a sigh, “And thanks for saving me, I guess.”

“Eh, no problem. I saw how you saved that girl earlier despite being afraid and thought I should do the same.”

“Just so you know, I could have handled that totally by myself!”

“Pssh- Yeah right!”

“I COULD!” 

The two started to bicker a bit, completely ignoring the clown on the floor. While they were distracted, something underneath the clown’s clothes was moving around making visible bumps.

Okuda was the first one to notice this,“U-um, guys look.” She pointed at the “lifeless” clown.

“What the…” Maehara and Seo looked down at the clown, confused on what was happening to his body. Out of the blue, the clown’s top ripped open and from it a bunch of rats came crawling out frightening the whole group. Well, except Koyama and Kurahashi naturally.

“WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK!?”

“CRAP! CRAP! CRAP!”

“AWWWWW, CUTIES!” Kurahashi pick up one of the beady eyed creatures and nuzzled its nose.

Yada looked at her concerned, “H-hina!? Really!?”

Koyama picked up another one, “I mean, she has a point. They are quite cute.” 

Yada looked at both of them in disbelief, “U-um whatever makes you two h-happy I guess! I just want to get out of here!”

Yada attempted to move down the hall without stepping on any of the tiny beasts as well as most of the group. 

Muramatsu once again jumped into Yoshida’s arms bridal style. Yoshida had a hard time navigating with all the rats in the way but managed to get passed them.

Meanwhile, Okajima was covered with rats clinging to him, “AHHHHHH! GET THEM OFF! GET THEM OFF AHHHHHHHHH!” He tried to move his body and arms around to get the rodents off of him. He ran down the hall in an attempt to get away from all the rats.

Koyama and Kurahashi were the last ones to leave from the rats and carefully stepped over them to not harm their tiny bodies.

They’ve caught up with the rest of the group and most of them seemed to be out of breath.

Araki let out a huff, “This costume wasn’t, uh, made for all of this running, ugh.”

Yoshida put Muramatsu down and huffed, “I’m with you. I think the fake tank was unnecessary because god, it’s annoying to carry around.”

“Well, your costume still looks cool though.” 

“Thanks man! I like yours too!”

Itona came from behind Yoshida, “How’s my costume? Booo~”

“I, uh, think yours is cool as well.”

“Thank you. For that, I will not be haunting you.”

“Uh, okay then.” 

Okajima got the last rat off of him and it scurried away, “YES! Well, I’m just glad we all made it out okay.” Immediately after he said that, his bandages came clean off, showing the group an even more horrifying sight. 

“AHHHHHHHHHH!” 

“OH MY GOD!” 

Isogai used his cape to shield the horrifying sight before the group.

“OH COME ON, IT’S NOT THAT BAD!”

Isogai took off his cape and handed to Okajima averting his gaze, “Uh, here! Cover up with this.” 

Okajima snatched it from him and wrapped it around himself, “Thanks! I guess.”

Sugaya looked around, “Hey has anyone seen Kimura?”

“Now that you mention it, the last time I saw him was during the whole painting bug situation.”

“To be honest, I just think that Hailey forgot about him.”

“WHO THE HELL IS HAILEY!?”

“I just hope he didn’t get lost. This maze is pretty big.”

“Heh, imagine if found the exit before us.” 

That seemed to struck a nerve in Asano and he immediately started going ahead of the group again. 

“Asano, wait!” Isogai called out to him but to no avail. Isogai shrugged and ran after him.

“Hey Asano, what’s the matter?” 

Asano was still walking, albeit slightly faster,“I just want to get out of here and I hate the thought that someone else finding the exit before I do. This whole thing was really a waste of time.”

“Why because Karma hasn’t managed to scare you?”

“Oh, I expected that. All of these “scary” things were just nonsensical. It’s just that I could be doing something more important rather than this.” 

They turned a corner

Isogai looked at Asano with pity, “You really don’t have much fun, huh?”

“And why would I?”

“Because it’s fundamental!”

Asano turned and looked Isogai dead in the eye.

“Okay, that pun was unintentional but my point still stands. Everybody needs to have fun at least once in their lives.”

They turned another corner

“You sound like my minio- I mean,” Asano sighed, “friends.”

“AHA! So they are your friends.”

“Technically, yes. They keep trying to get me into going along with any “fun” activities they have planned. I never really have the time for any of them really.”

“Well, that’s actually kind of saddening. Can I give you some words of advice?”

Asano sighed, “Yeah, what is it?”

“You should try and make more time for your friends, Asano. They seem to care about you a lot. I’m a pretty busy guy myself, really. Well, uh, not as busy as you probably but either way, I still try to make time to do fun things with Maehara and my other friends as well. It can be really relieving after a stressful day and besides, it’s best to have all the fun why you still can.” Isogai slowed down a bit and looked down sadly, “Or it’ll be too late.” 

Asano stopped in his tracks and Isogai did the same.

Asano pondered for a bit and then sighed, “I…I guess, your words of advice aren’t entirely ridiculous.”

Isogai chuckled and nodded, “Thanks, Asano.”

“ISOGAI!” 

The two were interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice.

“Wait, Kimura?” 

“Yeah, it’s me. Oh, hey Asano!” Kimura waved at Asano and Asano slightly waved back.

“What happened to you?”

“Long story, after seeing those bugs I got scared and ran off. I was rounding corners left and right then I completely lost where you guys were. This whole time I’ve been trying to get back to guys but this maze is so confusing! And scary too, you guys do NOT want to know the horrors I’ve witnessed. I’ve…seen things.” Kimura shuddered 

“…”

“…”

“Okay, so I guess it really wasn’t a loooong story but good news, I think I found the exit and I think I remember the way.”

“Wait, really!?”

“Ah, so he did find the exit before me. Hm, okay then.” Asano mumbled out.

“So, where are the others?”

“We’ve kind of wandered away from them too but they should be coming so-”

“AH, There you two are!”

Naturally, the others did catch up with the two.

“Sorry, we didn’t come sooner. Rats came back and they were even more vicious.”

Okajima had a bunch of scratches over his face and legs, “I think I’m going to need bandages and not just for my costume.” He cried.

“Woah, is that Justice-Kun!?”

“In the flesh!”

“Dude, what happened to you!?”

”Ran off and got lost. Scary as hell. On the plus side, I think I found the exit!”

“Really!?”

“FINALLY!”

“HOORAY!”

“Ahem,” Asano coughed, “Lead the way I guess.”

“Alrighty! Follow me everyone!”

Everyone followed Kimura in hopes of finally beating the maze they were in. 

“Almost there! Just around th-” Before Kimura could finish, some giggling sound could be heard all around them, “Oh no.”

Something came rushing past them. Then, over them.

“What the hell!?”

Something jumped from the ceiling onto the floor before them. They couldn’t make out its face but the figure stood up and adjusted its crooked head. It moved its hair to expose its wretched face. Their eyes were dark and soulless and their skin was bumpy and covered with messy makeup. 

“U-um, sh-should we run?”

“No more running please, I’m tired enough.”

“We’re so close! Maehara, Ren, one of you use your charms to seduce this creature or something!”

“Uh, LIKE HELL! What makes you think I know how to seduce whatever that is!?”

Ren took a momentary look at the figure.

“Hm, sorry I don’t have anything to say.”

The figure opened their mouth widely to reveal shark like teeth and slowly crept towards the group. Drool came pouring out of their mouth and they quickly licked their lips.

“OH MY GOD! ITS GOING TO EAT US!”

“Guys be logical about this!”

“WE WITNESSED A SELF OPENING AND CLOSING DOOR, A BLINKING PAINTING, A BUNCH OF GIRLS TRAPPED IN MIRRORS, AND A CLOWN WHO WAS APPARENTLY MADE OF RATS! THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN “BE LOGICAL”!?”

“IT CAN’T EAT US ALL!”

More figures like the one before them surrounded the group, also showing their sharp teeth.

“FUCK!”

“It can’t end like this, we were so close!”

“TAKE TERASAKA! HE HAS MORE MEAT ON HIS BONES!”

“DAMN RIGHT, WHY GO FOR A SKINNY COWBOY LIKE ME WHEN YOU HAVE A CERTIFIED MEATHEAD RIGHT HERE, DAWG!?”

“COWBOYS DON’T EVEN SAY DAWG!”

The figures circled around the group, trapping them all.

Both Maehara and Isogai were clinging to each other, “I’M TOO PRETTY TO DIE! I’M SORRY MY PRINCE! I’M THE WORST KNIGHT EVER!”

“No you’re not Maehara! You’re the best knight around!”

“GOD, YOU’RE WHOLESOME TO THE END!”

The figures got closer and closer until,

“Two out of ten.”

The figures stopped in their tracks and looked confused. Sugaya pushed through the group and came before the main figure.

“What was even the point of the messy lipstick and eyeliner. Your complexion doesn’t look drained enough so it lessens the intimidating factor. Your arms and legs look completely normal. Doesn’t really go with the whole “aesthetic” you’re trying to go for. Your clothes also look way too clean. Instead of looking creepy, you just look like you woke up from a hangover. I’ll give you some props for the teeth but I noticed they were fake from a mile away. So yeah, two out of ten. Do better next time!”

The figure didn’t respond. Instead they stared down at its feet. Then, they sat down hugging their legs rocking back and forth and contemplating their life choices. The other figures looked at Sugaya for a minute before immediately scattering off.

“Well damn, Sugaya.”

“No filter, huh?”

“Hey, not my fault some people can’t handle criticism.”

“Let’s go before they start their revenge arc!”

The group hesitantly walked around the figure who was still contemplating their life up to this point.

“I was actually a bit scared this time to be honest.” Isogai said while clenching the non-armor part of Maehara’s arm. His fingernails somehow dug straight through the fabric and into Maehara’s skin.

“Y-yeah! M-me too!”, Maehara said while trying not to cry from his prince’s fingernails in his arm.

“Well, I sure wasn’t.” Asano was clenching onto Ren’s shoulder, also somehow digging his fingernails through the fabric and into his skin. 

“Whatever you say, our king.” Ren somehow managed to stutter out even with the tiny knives called fingernails in his shoulder.

“Well, let’s get going!” 

“Just around this corner!”

They rounded the corner and was greeted with a singular dungeon-like door.

“This should be it!”

Isogai went to open the door but stopped himself and turned around, “I’m guessing the king should be first to open this, huh?”

Asano stepped up, “You’re quite right, Isogai. Finally, time to prove Akabane wrong.”

Asano, pushed the door open and was greeted with a very red surprise.

A bucket full of some blood-like liquid poured all over Asano’s head. While Asano was still in a state of shock, the sound of a picture being taken could be heard combined with the sound of gasping and cackling.

“What in the world!?”

“Glad you made it, your highness!” It was Karma and he was wearing a Mad Hatter outfit. Pretty fitting.

“A-Akabane! Don’t tell me that this is actual…”

“No, it’s not actual blood, unfortunately.” Hazama came out of seemingly nowhere. She was wearing a costume from the popular Japanese urban legend, “Kuchisake-Onna” a.k.a, “Slit-Mouthed Woman”.

“What’s the meaning of this!?”

Karma chuckled and flashed his iconic devilish grin, “I knew scaring you would be a tough nut to crack so if I wasn’t able to scare you, I figured I could at least humiliate you. I was pretty confident in the fact that you’d be the first one through that door and even if it wasn’t you, I’d still witness something hilarious.”

Asano looked at him red and fuming, “Oh, I despise you.”

“I know. I know.” Karma put his phone away and took a piece of candy from the bucket he was holding. 

Kayano peered over Asano’s shoulder, “Wait a minute, IS THAT MY CANDY!?”

Karma looked at Kayano, then at the bucket, then back at Kayano with a grin.

This time, Kayano was fuming, “LETS GET HIM, ASANO!”

Asano and Kayano gave chase while the rest of the group came through the door.

“Oh my god!”

“Is that!?”

“HARA!”

“Hey guys!” Hara, who was wearing a Minnie Mouse costume, was sitting at a long table that had a bunch of Halloween themed sweets on it.

“I thought you were supposed to be handing out candy for trick or treaters.”

“That was a lie. Karma and Hazama needed my help with some of the costumes. Not to mention all the confectionery.” 

“Wow, you really went all out!”

“Of course! This all took me days to bake but I love going all out on holidays! Now, have at it!”

Most of the group did as Hara requested and started to pick out some of the sweets on the table.

“You and Karma really went all out as well, Hazama.” Yoshida confronted Hazama, who was now reading some creepy book.

“Yeah, I was shakin’ in my here boots. How’d ya do it?”

“Well you know, Karma’s rich. Anything’s possible with money.”

“And I also helped!” Ritsu chimed on Muramatsu’s phone. He took it out and she apparently made herself out to look like Monika from the game Doki Doki Literature Club, “I projected all those screaming girls for them!”

“HUH!?” Araki looked over Muramatsu’s shoulder to see her more clearly.

“Hi there! My name’s Autonomously Intelligent Fixed Artillery but my friends call me Ritsu! Nice to meet you!”

“WHAT!? HOW!? Can I interview you please!? I’ve never interviewed an AI before! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!”

“And I have so many answers!”

Araki took Muramatsu’s phone and sat at the table to interview Ritsu.

Muramatsu stood there confused, “My phone.”

Meanwhile, Asano and Kayano chasing Karma around but he zigzagged all around him. The two were starting to get tired and stopped. 

“THIS ISN’T OVER KARMA! Ooh, pudding!” Kayano immediately started to shove her face with every cookie there.

Asano walked over to the sweets table to set down but ended up tripping on his cape instead. He found himself falling face first into one of the cakes. Everyone around him turned silent as he tried to wipe off all the icing off of his face. Out of nowhere, Isogai was right beside him trying to hold in his laughter but eventually let his contained laughter out.

Asano looked at Isogai in disbelief and then in anger. He grabbed one of the cupcakes near him and threw it directly at Isogai’s face. Everyone gasped as Isogai stood there in silence wiping the cupcake off of his face as Asano laughed. He started laughing again as well and chucked another cupcake at Asano and vice versa. This started a mini food war between the two.

“Guys, please. Not the cupcakes.” Hara looked at them in horror as they continued.

Before another cupcake could hit Isogai, Maehara took one of the silver platters and used it as a shield to protect him. 

“Maehara?”

“Don’t worry my prince! I’m here to protect you! For I am your valiant kni-”

Maehara was interrupted by a cupcake hitting the side of his face. It came from Seo who was on the other side of the table, “Yeah, yeah! Shut your hole womanizer!”

“HEY! You’ll pay for that!” He chucked and chunk of cake at Seo.

Hara was beyond mortified at this point, “Oh god, please don’t turn this into a-”

Kimura got up on the table and yelled, “FOOD FIIIIIIIGHT!”

“Oh no.”

Everyone immediately grabbed chunks of the confectionery and started throwing them at each other. It was absolute madness.

Chiba and Hayami were flicking the sweets off with forks and hitting their targets with 100% accuracy.

Yoshida, Muramatsu and, Itona was using Terasaka as a human shield. 

Sugino was protecting Kanzaki from any incoming sweets but was met with a surprise when she hit him in the back of the head with a cupcake. 

While trying to hit Mimura, but ended up throwing a bowl of pudding at Kataoka instead causing her to look him dead in the eye and start chasing him with a chunk of cake.

Kurahashi and Koyama were admiring the black cat cupcakes. 

Kayano was just vibing and eating her pudding.

Ren was trying to flirt with Hazama and surprisingly wasn’t opposed by her attempts to curse him.

Okuda and some others were hiding under the table for dear life.

Araki was still interviewing with Ritsu despite all the chaos.

Hara was praying and mourning all of her wasted sweets. 

Karma was just observing, like a mastermind of some kind.

Eventually, the food fight came to an end and so did Hara’s suffering. Isogai and Asano were leaning against one of the flipped over tables, exhausted and covered in icing. 

Isogai stood up and wiped off his pants, “Well, that was something, huh?”

He bent down and offered a hand to Asano. Asano took it and stood up with him, “Yeah, it was.” 

“I hoped you had fun pelting me with cupcakes!” 

Asano chuckled, “Sure did.” He looked around and spotted Karma leaning against the maze’s door eating out of Kayano’s bucket and was completely clean, “But, I know what would be even more fun.”

Karma was rewatching the video of the food fight that he recorded when he noticed that the group all surrounded him. 

“Hm? What the-”

They immediately went to immobilize him but he managed to escape. The group chased him all around the tables but not even Kimura could catch him. Muramatsu whipped at his lasso and swung it around a bit before throwing it over Karma. He pulled the lasso tight and officially managed to catch the cheeky devil, “YEEHAW!”

“Nice one, Muramatsu!”

“Heh, no prob!”

They tied Karma up with the other end of the lasso and sat him down at one of the tables, “Uh, what’s happening.”

“We just noticed how clean you were.” 

“Yeah, it’s kind of unfair that you missed out on the frosting frenzy.” 

Kanzaki brought a strawberry cake that was still intact in front of him. Karma figured out what they all were planning and tried to stand up but was held in place by Terasaka. 

“We heard you like strawberry.” 

“So here’s a nice strawberry cake just for you.”

“Dig in!”

Asano came behind him and shoved his face straight down into the cake. When Karma brought his head back up unable to see because of the frosting, everybody around bursted out into laughter. 

Nakamura to a picture of him, “This is just classic!” 

“Should we untie him?”

“I think it’s best if we don’t.” 

Asano was cackling, “Now THIS is fun!” 

He turned to his friends, “I uh don’t suppose you guys have any more “fun” things we could do.”

“Wait, aren’t you going to be busy!?” 

“I’ll make time.”

His friends looked at him excitedly, “How about a maid cafe!”

“A maid cafe?”

Takebayashi heard their conversation and came up to them, “You guys going to a maid cafe? I know a good one.”

“Ah, that’s great!”

“Wait, a minute I never agreed-”

“Come on, Shuu. A maid cafe would be fun.”

“I told you not to call me that in public.” “Shuu” muttered.

“MAID CAFE! MAID CAFE! MAID CAFE!” They started to chant.

“FINE! I’ll think about it!”

“HOORAY!”

Isogai was watching everything unfold at the table, “Nice to see Asano actually trying to make time for his friends.” 

“Yeah, I thought they were his goons at first.” Maehara said right besides him.

“Maybe at first but he certainly considers them as friends now.” Isogai smiled, “Oh also, I heard that a new circus is coming around soon. Want to check it out!”

“HELL NO!” 

And so, the group left the party to go back to their respective homes. 

Asano father didn’t notice his son walking in so late. Asano’s just glad that his father didn’t need to see him covered with all of that frosting.

While washing off all of the sweet residue, Asano wondered when he’d be able to go out with his friends again. He never considered trying out fun things before, especially things like going to a maid cafe. Heck, the only reason he went out now was out of spite. He could’ve been doing something else worthwhile. But he figures that in life sometimes you’re going to have to work your ass off,

and sometimes you just gotta have fun with your friends

[xiaojunsmintchoco]

Rink - enhypen oneshot #2 (Sunghoon)

based on #16 (i changed it a little, it's ice skating in here) from 30 fluff scenarios

pairing: Sunghoon x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff

summary: you can't seem to get the hang of ice skating, so your boyfriend helps you out - attempts to, at least.

word count: 0.5k

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"Aahhh!" You can't stop the scream of shock ripping out of your throat, as you slip on the ice yet again. Just as you prepare yourself to meet the icy cold floor with a thud, a strong arm holds onto you with an iron grip and steadies you, and you cling onto the owner of that arm - Park Sunghoon, your boyfriend, to stabilize yourself.

"y/n omg, I swear you're so bad at this," Sunghoon sighs exasperatedly. However, from the fond smile gracing his features and the slight teasing tone in his voice, you can tell that he's joking.

"Well sorry, I'm so professional at this, just like you," you reply sarcastically. The both of you burst into laughter, and Sunghoon takes your hand in his.

"Tell you what, I'll hold your hand and we'll skate together. Can't risk you falling on the ice again," Sunghoon suggests with a laugh.

How could you say no? Skating hand-in-hand with your boyfriend around the rink was certainly a sweet way to get around the rink. As he gently held your hand and led you around the rink, you gradually gained more confidence and began skating further and further away from the walls of the rink. 

"Alright, I'll let go now, okay? Don't fall!" Sunghoon cautioned you, slowly releasing his hold on your hand. 

For a few moments, you felt a sense of euphoria as you skated, feeling like a bird flying in the sky. You closed your eyes and relished the feeling of gliding across the ice, envisioning yourself as Yuzuru Hanyu in all his glory. However, that fantasy came crumbling within seconds as you felt yourself skidding across the ice, out of control. As your arms flailed madly in the air as you tried to stabilise yourself, you shouted for your boyfriend again.

"Y/n!" you hear Sunghoon's panicked voice echo across the rink. The sounds of ice skates hurriedly cutting their way across the ice reaches your ears. However, he isn't quick enough to stop you from falling and landing on your bottom.

At that moment, the announcer's voice over the PA system informs the skaters in the rink that their one hour slot is over, and to exit the rink to allow the next batch of skaters in. "Come on, let's go". Sunghoon says as he reaches out to pick you up off the ice.Slowly, you both exit the rink, sit down and begin removing your skates.

"Aish, y/n…who do you think you are, Yuzuru Hanyu? You need to be careful!" Sunghoon begins lecturing you, flicking your forehead.

"I will try…" you mutter as your cheeks burn in embarrassment, as that was exactly who you were imagining yourself to be.

Suddenly, Sunghoon's arms engulf you in a bear hug. "Don't hurt yourself, okay? I got a heart attack watching you skate earlier! Aish, this clumsy y/n," he quips and ruffles your hair as you return his hug, giggling. 

Sure, your body might have been freezing, but your heart felt toasty and warm inside knowing that your boyfriend cared for you that much.

[stargazer-balladeer]

Characters List:

Eichi Tenshouin, Wataru Hibiki, Tori Himemiya & Yuzuru Fushimi

Headcanons

» Eichi Tenshouin «

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» Wataru Hibiki «

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» Tori Himemiya «

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» Yuzuru Fushimi «

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Oneshot

» Eichi Tenshouin «

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» Wataru Hibiki «

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[fizzydrink698]

spiral and metamorphosis sound really interesting! i’ve been super into your 90s series and i really can’t wait for metamorphosis to come out! and for spiral, i can really see hyunjin as a figure skater based on his physique (like his very well proportioned body — long limbs, skinny waist) so i can’t wait for these!

i’ve had metamorphosis planned out for like 7 months now, and i’m very excited to finally start it when i’ve finished up my current wips 🥰🥰

and spiral is gonna be insane. i love it. it might possibly be a very long fic, if everything i’ve plotted for it turns out well 👀 i love figure skating, i love the drama, i love my individual skaters i’ve claimed as my favourites, and hyunjin just strikes me so much as a figure skater. like you said, it’s the long limbs and teeny waist. very yuzuru hanyu.

very exciting hyunjin stuff all around! between those two and this behemoth of a hyunjin oneshot i’m currently working on, there’s gonna be a whole lot of this dude on my brain 😊

[kivaember]

teaser for an angsty smt5 post-lahmu oneshot i found in my old wip folder... pls enjoy and pray i finish it one day

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In the aftermath, Tao’s death was reduced into a single statement. Rin reported it to Yuzuru and Ichiro, he reported it to Koshimizu, he reported it to Abdiel, who had come down on him in a snarling fury, he had written it in simple, bland, distant words in his report (he was writing a report about this?) that reduced everything to: ‘Casualties include the Saint, Isonokami Tao, and a single human, Itsukishima Sahori’. The words depersonalised the whole thing, made it unreal, an event that had happened - just. Happened.

Rin still felt like it hadn’t happened.

He finished his report though. It sat, nice and neat on the coffee table of one of the side offices he had claimed after being released from his gauntlet of debriefs. It was very bland and empty - clearly not in use, but frequented enough that there were well worn dips in the sofa and recent scratch marks on the coffee table. There was a faint ring mark stained into the wood too. Coffee. Or tea, maybe.

Rin.

“Yeah?” Rin murmured, tracing that ring mark with his finger.

Aogami said nothing at first. Ever since- everything, he had been very quiet. Uncertain.

Are you… alright?

No. Of course not. Rin didn’t say that, though. He pulled his hand back from the coffee stain and fidgeted with his report instead. He pressed his fingers against the edges of the paper and pushed it back and forth, watching the plain white paper crinkle slightly, a faint, bluish tint cast over it.

He didn’t need to be Nahobino still, but Rin didn’t want to split. Like this… things were easier to compartmentalise. To carve up into neat little boxes and to tuck them away, out of sight, to be dealt with later or never. If he split… if he split… he didn’t know. He could feel something building underneath everything, and Rin didn’t want to have some kind of- some kind of breakdown in the middle of Bethel. Everyone would be watching him, like vultures. He needed to be strong, because he fucked up badly. He had to box up the very human part of him that still didn’t believe Tao was dead, but she was dead, but she wasn’t because she was reduced to a single, emotionless statement of ‘casualties include the Saint, Isonokami Tao, and…’ He had to box that up. He had to crush it right down into dust.

Rin, Aogami’s soul touched him, gentle. It’s alright to be sad.

“No, it isn’t,” Rin said roughly. He curled his fingers into fists, pressed his knuckles right into the word ‘Casualties’. Electricity sparked. “I-I’m not… allowed…”

Rin had learned, very early on in life, that ugly shows of emotion were unseemly. He cannot make a scene. He cannot rock the boat. He must be calm and serene and placid and not- not- not-

You are, Aogami said. You’re allowed to grieve over Her Holiness.

“Tao,” Rin whispered.

…Tao, Aogami amended gently. You don’t need to hide your emotions or thoughts from me, Rin. I will never judge you for them. If you wish to… express yourself…

Rin felt his ironclad control waver for a split second. He blinked rapidly and took in a shuddering breath.

And I must offer my apologies, Aogami continued in a softer tone. If I was more robust, or diligent, perhaps… things would have gone differently.

“It’s- it’s not your fault,” Rin said. If anything it had been Rin’s fault. He got cocky, had been stupidly naive - of course it wasn’t as simple as beating Lahmu up to free Sahori. He didn’t even consider the possibility of the demon possessing her and pretending- Rin was an idiot. A fucking fool. And look where it got them.

And it is not yours either, Aogami said, guessing the flow of his thoughts. If we are to blame someone, it would be Lahmu. At the very least, we have avenged Isonokami and Itsukishima.

“Yeah, I’m sure that thought is making them real fucking warm in their graves,” Rin snapped, and instantly regretted it. “I- sorry, I didn’t mean…”

…it’s alright.

It wasn’t, but Rin didn’t want to argue. He stared at his report and wondered what he was meant to do now. Go back to his dorm room? Why? He wasn’t going to sleep, and he wasn’t in the mood to do anything that required any real effort. But sitting here staring at the wall probably wasn’t good either.

The choice was taken entirely out of his hands when the door opened. Rin didn’t look up, expecting it to be one of the humans wandering about the facility; they normally skittered away when they saw him. Aogami gave him a mental nudge, though, and he looked up to see-

“Director Koshimizu,” Rin said in dull surprise.

Koshimizu stopped near the coffee table. His gaze was very sharp.

“I see you haven’t taken my suggestion to go home and rest,” he said, keeping his tone bland and even.

“…I needed to finish my report,” Rin murmured, lowering his eyes.

Koshimizu held his hand out. “Let me see it, then.”

Rin handed his report over without looking at him, clasping his hands together in his lap. He heard the slight rustle of paper, followed by a long moment of heavy silence. Rin’s hair drifted in his peripheral vision, and he tracked it dully, trying to keep his mind empty of any significant thought. Aogami was quiet, but warm.

“You’re very critical of yourself in this,” Koshimizu remarked. “Almost to an unfair degree.”

“My mistakes directly contributed to Isonokami and Itsukishima’s deaths,” Rin murmured.

There was a pause. Rin stared at his clasped hands.

“The blame does not rest solely on your shoulders,” Koshimizu finally said. “There were a multitude of failures throughout this entire operation, and, yes, some of those failures and mistakes were mine. Some of them were Abdiel’s. But the sole instigator of this event was Lahmu.”

“I should’ve done more,” Rin mumbled to his lap.

“And what would you have done?”

Rin had no answer, because he didn’t know yet. He just knew he should’ve done more, somehow. He let the silence hang between them, until Koshimizu let out a very loud sigh.

“Amagami,” Koshimizu said. “Come with me.”

[queenofmiscellany]

And I’ll Always Be Yours...Sugawara x Reader | Haikyuu

And I’ll Always Be Yours... Sugawara x Reader | Haikyuu | FF

Sugawara x GenderNeutral! Reader

Genderneutral reader

Kissing included

//TW: Anxiety, 

Palms sweating, eyes looking everywhere, you were ready. This was it. This. The end. Of all. Of everything. Well, actually, the end of this years' matches but same thing. Sugawara glanced at you and smiled softly. You felt your cheeks heat up and smiled quickly, then looked away, pretending to be thirsty and gulping down a lot of water. You weren't sure if it was your water bottle, either.

3...

2...

1...!

BANG! BAM!

The game had started. You saw the opposite team serving and the ball moving back and forth...back and forth...you yourself felt dizzy...must be the stress...

FLASHBACK:

'Okay...new school...big day...new people...anxiety...new...new..new whats? New...new...cats? No...no...new...new...people! PEOPLE! Oh...anxiety...kicking...in...' you thought to yourself clutching your bag tightly.

You looked down and walked forward, your dirty black Converse trudging on the floor, your midnight blue backpack not on your back but grabbed by your shivering hands...deep breaths...that was all...wasn't it? She said it would be okay, your shrink, it would all be fine...

All be...all be...all be fine. Just fine. Just fiiiiiiine and dandy. Juuuuuuuust fine. Just fine. J-just fine. And dandy.

'Heya! How are you doing? Are you the new student? Do you need help around the school? Do you need me to carry your bag? Do you know where your class is?' asked someone.

You didn't dare to look up as it would require making eye contact, but you managed to mumble out, 'N-n-n-no thank you-u.'

'A-are you sure? I can help it's no problem!' said the voice again.

You subconsciously looked up and saw a silver-haired boy smiling at you. Your cheeks immediately flushed and you grabbed your backpack tighter, stressed as to what he might think of you. After analyzing the situation, you thought it would be a good idea to accept the help offered by the boy and said.

'O-ok...Uh...do you know where class 3-A would be? And uh...where the library is? I heard they have some really good mangas here,' you said, gaining speed in your voice as you got more and more excited about the library.

You didn't notice, but Sugawara blushed and looked deeply into your eyes as you looked around, well observing the whole school, returning your eyes back to Sugawara, you caught him looking at you and he looked away.

It was silent for a few seconds.

'Uh...what's your name?' he asked.

'Y/n...' you mumbled, trying to build up courage to say, 'and yours?'

(PS to all you newbie fanfic readers, y/n means 'your name')

Luckily for you, he did just that.

'I'm Suga. Sugawara. Koushi. You can call me Suga, by the way.' (a/n: as much as I simp for BTS Suga it is not him :p)

BACK TO THE PRESENT:

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'23 for Karasuno, so far! AAaaaaaaaaaand 12 for Aoba Johsai! Damn Oikawa the girls are LEEEEEEEEEEAAAVING!!!!' screamed the announcer (upcoming...A Silent Voice ref...) adding in her usually tendency to speak blunt truth without a hint of sugar. You chuckled, this made you feel better. Your stress, that was for Suga, you had enough stress that Suga himself didn't have to worry at all.

Your stomach stopped churning. Karasuno was winning, and Oikawa, the guy who had tried moves on you was getting killed by the announcer...aka Yuzuru Nishimiya, who had come from another school to announce, well, originally she was supposed to take pictures but she tried announcing just for fun and they liked it, and thus here she was! (She's still allowed to take pictures, though!)

:D

A few minutes passed, you weren't focusing on the game, but on everything that was going wrong. Suga always said you were 'so analytical, like Tsukki, always analyzing everything like the intelligent person that you are' whilst ruffling your hair.

'AND TIIIIIIIIIIIIIME IS UP FOR THIS MATCH THING!' exclaimed Yuzuru, not knowing much about volleyball.

Suga ran to you, sweating and smiling. Although everyone was looking as your romance was the most interesting and probably one of the only in the whole Karasuno school, Suga cupped your face with his hand and kissed you deeply, you closed your eyes and cupped his face with both of your hands. After a while, he chuckled and nuzzled his head into your neck.

'You'll always be mine Y/n...And I'll always be yours...'

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THE END

A/N (author's note): Hello everyone :p This is my first ever fluff, let alone Haikyuu oneshot so I hope you enjoyed it! I have trouble updating since I have a lot of homework and all but I try my best to do so :p 

If you wanna chat with me here’s my discord: pixel / listen boi#5388

You can ask me for updates or just chat with me there :p

Anyways, have a good day! Also feel free to chat in the comments about Haikyuu or Suga or anything! Also if you have questions feel free to ask in the comments or pm me! I almost always reply :D unless it's you know rude or something! Anyways i've been rambling on and on so adios!

Hope you enjoyed it and feel free to like/reblog!

[maoisarap]

COSTUME KEEPER; family au-ish

Mao Isara centric oneshot

WARNINGS: none. :) it's fluff.

PAIRS: madamao (family), mana shuffle (platonic)

WRITTEN: 5/9/24

REPOSTED: 24/10/24

WORD COUNT: 700-800

"Ah - where is the costume?! I'm going to be late for the meeting time!" Madara freaked as he scoured around the living room area of the dormitory. Fear and an underline of rushed other emotions springing around his figure. The room that Madara moved non-stop in was a mess due to his heavy searching. The clothing pieces he needed for the new shuffle event he was invited to were nowhere to be seen.

Until Madara heard a familiar toddler-esque squeal come from the open hallway connected to the back of the living room. He skids to a halt for a moment, listening out for the noise until he decides to follow on where the noise may just be coming from.

"Mao Mao!"

There, in front of the adult male, sat a young toddler of Mao, his kelly green eyes wide with innocence and yet mischievous fun that only a child of his age could occur.

"Is that my costume you're wearing?" Madara notices, kneeling down to in front of Mao. The long and dark main clothing piece draped around Mao like a large blanket, his head just about managing to pop out from the head bit. In Mao's tiny hands sat the accessories that he's clearly torn off.

A sigh comes from Madara once noticing the beads in Mao's lap too, the plastic pieces seemed to look all chewed upon, different bite marks patterning the bits. "Looks like I might have to renew for another costume. Again..." Madara mutters to himself as he shakes his head side to side in defeat.

"Come on, little Mao, hand the pieces over. You know it's bad for you." Madara attempts as he reels one hand towards Mao, hoping to grab the accessories off from the other yet as Madara tried, a small whine comes from Mao, tears of force signalling in the corners of his eyes and a pout following through as a facial expression.

"I don't want you to get hurt or swallow the stuff. Hey, if you let me take these away from you, then-" just as Madara's touch grazed one of the accessory pieces, a wail comes from Mao. Madara bows his head in defeat. Looks like it was going to be some long extra hours once more with Mao...

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"-Other than the situation you've gotten yourself into, Isara does look cute in the outfit~" the voice of Rei echoed through the phone in Madara's hold, an image of the two video chatting to one another shined on the electric screen. After a while of fighting back and forth with trying to get Mao out of the new costume that Madara needed (he still wasn't quite sure how Mao got inside of it to begin with. Last he knew, Mao was playing with a few toys he left in a spare downstairs room that was turned into Mao's play pen) for the shuffle event, Mao had tired himself out due to the crying.

The costume that Madara needed was still being worn by the beaujolais-haired toddler as he lies resting in Madara's lap, thin snores coming from him whilst Madara held him tightly and yet gently in his hold.

"I agree. He does look cute! I've talked to Anzu about your situation, by the way, Mikejima!" Tsumugi Aoba appears on screen besides Rei. "She said she doesn't mind making you another costume. She still has many fabrics to spare anyway from making these original ones!"

"You should bring him to the set and watch us perform!" Niki appears on the other side of Rei trying his best to peer over and to see the sleeping Mao. "I can make him some little treats to keep him occupied in between sessions!"

"I'll see about it," Madara replies, "I'm sorry for the delay on the shooting. I should have kept an extra eye on where he was and where I placed my stuff!" Once more, defeat blankets the brunette.

"You shouldn't beat yourself up over it, Mikejima. He's a kid. Kids get curious over everything new they see that comes across in their vision, and that includes Mao with your outfits." The voice of Yuzuru echoes from the other side of the screen, his whereabouts unknown to Madara.

"I guess you're right..."

A small noise occurs from toddler Mao as he slept, a murmur and then a twist of movement as he slides one hand up to his mouth, the fabric that hung loosely and large over his hand captured within his grit.

"Looks like you're definitely not getting that outfit in particular back now." Rei laughs lightly as the whole group watched on. Despite the antics, Madara couldn't help but smile at Mao, even during his mischievous hours, Mao was adorable when he wanted to be.