Selective 18+ Crossover OC Friendly Headcanon Heavy Semi-Canon Divergent Johan Anderson
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Have a wild Jim Crocodile cook in your lap. He's fine, he just wanted to see Johan
"Uh-"
Words falling short as suddenly a weight presses against his knees, traveling upwards until his very thighs are now entirely occupied by the other's upper body and head. The one time he'd chosen to sit sideways, one leg overlapping the other slightly and resembling a bit of a Z. Notebooks placed within his bag as he'd been debating upon moving from his spot, the echoes of voices that had been about to chase him to find a more quiet spot had turned out to be those dear to him. A friendship that blossomed steadily, as if it was simply meant to be, how peculiar it was that despite the language barrier, it felt as though sometimes he was still standing back home, amongst the folks of the village. Like a part of him was recognized, seen and cherished despite all the differences.
Oh so carefully do the tips of his fingers trace along the rim of leather brown fabric, the texture still a mystery to his craftsman worn hands, the styles he's seen upon coming here have been far different than the ones back home. Especially with the addition of hats like the other wore, albeit it seemed he was one of very very few. Yet even more was the way the other had left him craft a single line upon it, where a few beads lay, imbued with each promise he'd made to the other.
Oh so gently tracing over each bead as the other rests. Determination. Loyalty. Honesty. Admiration. He has yet to add one of the latest ones but he wants to adorn it with color, alike the rest. Molded and crafted in a way they simply fit, as if they belonged. The day was still young enough, taking a momentary rest could not hurt would it? Even as he resumes back to his notes, unaware of the way his hand gently rests atop the other's heart, keeping check of his pulse.
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Johan when someone tries to give romantic advice

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What lesson was he being shown again? Why was it kissing? WHAT WAS HE SUPPOSED TO LEARN??? HE'S SO CONFUSED-
#💠dash commentary 💠#10buki#im wheezing#⋆✴︎˚。⋆ Gem Burst - Early Transfer#he paused so hard and was like the confused cat meme
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All the arrows that you've stolen Split in half, now bum and broken Like your heart that was so eager to be hid You can't keep them all caged They will fight and run away Mother, tell me, so I say
Canon Divergent Jim "Crocodile" Cook As loved by Winter


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[ ☆ ] » living starlight looks at him. hard. studies even. within his gaze is story that expands path both of them but. he's still on rocky waters with the other gem duelist, but,
"dude."
"Never said I was smart when it came to this." Nope. Never would be. He actually wonders- "Hey did the scarf ever arrive? I kept pestering them until they told me it was actually delivered this time."
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GET THE FUCK OVER HERE CROC
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"WAIT IS THAT WHAT HE WAS TRYNA STEER US TOWARDS-" YOU JUST FUCKING REALIZED THAT JOHAN?
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"Wasn't trying to?" The other is met with genuine confusion for a moment before he gives a small shrug of his shoulders. "Only aim is compliment, flustering is not my strong suit." Perhaps that would benefit better? Is this was to be a game of compliments or such? Was that what this was becoming? The cultures here were vast and a lot more different than the ones he'd grown up with in that quaint village.
❝ Nice try. But you gotta do better if you think I'd get flustered over that. ❞
Negative ten heart points for poor delivery.
#⋆✴︎˚。⋆ Gem Burst - Early Transfer#10buki#pats Early Johan#This guy can fit so much cuteness aggression
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Idea...!

"What if chose you?"
#💠dash commentary 💠#⋆✴︎˚。⋆ Gem Burst - Early Transfer#10buki#Johan sweetie no Fubuki is a whole other class you aint even ready you oblivious dork#you'd be doomed so quick#YOU CANNOT CHEESE THE CHEESER
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@10buki ( @hellkaisr @herukaizaa )
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Fubuki: You have to date either Ryo or Zane Johan, confused fanboy being told this:


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✘ So between Zane and Ryō which one of them would you prefer to date?
My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks. (7/10)
You could hear the universe come to a halt with the way his body tensed up as if the other had read him his execution, a death sentence wrapped like a little neat bow and slapped onto his forehead with deadly precision. Considering the fact the other had a flare for this, perhaps the transfer student should have seen this coming when he'd been caught shamelessly watching a few people with nothing short of pure genuine awe, like you'd see plastered on a fan's face, slack jawed and stunned into silence or outright bursting into pure glee with the enthusiastic cheers to back it up. Now here he was paying for it in full. This way, payback for the closet game wasn't it? Even if it had been a while, he could at least understand others now.
Thus, he reaches the epicenter of his conundrum. The talk of the academy and way too many rumors. He'd been trying to remain under the radar himself. So far, no one knew his position amongst the top ranks, and he'd like to keep it that way. The last thing he wanted was people only paying attention to him due to fame. Perhaps these two would also like that? For someone to see underneath all the fame, a hand coming to rest beneath his chin as he thinks, a small pout upon his features as he hums in thought.
"Zane? Ryo? Date? Me?" Wow, those feel like four words that shouldn't be jumbled together. It feels weird to even be thinking about it, given his stature next to both, towering titans compared to him! He'd only so much to know and what he's witnessed. They both held a drive to win, yet it felt like Zane held more ferocity and energy towards the goal while Ryo kept a more level head, remaining composed unless somehow the energy was matched just right. Yet even as he tries to think of just one, he finds himself overwhelmed with the guilt of possibly leaving the other behind.
Finally, he blurts out the words "Both," as his hands are thrown up for emphasis as if he couldn't decide, genuinely. Face alight as if Freya herself was gracing his honesty with nothing but the blushing face of a doomed man before love's gaze. Except in this moment, he is but a mere poor confused fanboy thrust into the inevitable grasp of two hell kaisers. He's quite utterly doomed, even as he wipes at his face, mumbling in his native language.
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"Jeg sverger, en av disse dagene, Krokodille!" Spewing words in his native language before his shoes dig against the earth, heels digging into the soil before he manages to get his head free. In the next moment he's free, only for a few seconds as he tries to pin the other again. "En dag!"
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Not for lack of trying! He's definitely going to end up tiring himself out as some-point but he's going to make sure that it's not easy! They might be rolling everywhere and they'll be lucky if they're still in the same spot by the end of this wrestling match.
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All you see is him failing and succeeding in finally tackling the other to the ground. That's his only victory here.
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She's latching onto Judai's face.
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