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Day 3 - Pastel AU work.

Note - Thank you to @thewildpomegranate for writing with me today! Such a lovely person, and today I provide the start of an AU of Kinnikuman Nisei. This AU is where all the new generation gets normal jobs and have more normal lives!

As if like clockwork, the days seemed like nothing to Mantaro; wake up, train, eat some Gyudon and sleep. Rinse and repeat. He needed something more, a job maybe? He was always destined for greatness, being the child of the King of a whole planet and all that. Mantaro knew that a life like that wasn't for him, the thought of wrestling big bigs like the dMp made him so scared; what if he got hurt? Or worse, what if he was killed in the ring! He couldn't handle that kind of pressure, but he didn't want to disappoint his father.

‘ You must be strong like my father before, and carry on the Kinniku legacy! ’

That's what Suguru would've said if he knew what Mantaro was thinking. At least, that's what he assumed his dad would've said. He knew his father too well. He flipped through the newspaper, sighing at the thoughts of being a disappointment flooding his mind. Though he chose to ignore them, scanning through the papers as his eyes caught onto the job postings; a mechanic job? And was that…Jade on the job advertisement? Mantaro hadn't been caught up with his fellow ex-generation, so seeing Jade supposedly working as a mechanic was not on his bingo board.

“Hey, Meat! Did you see Jade on the papers?!”

Mantaro exclaimed, looking to his mentor; who was sitting across the small kotatsu, eating his breakfast. He swallowed his bite before talking.

“Oh yeah, the others in your generation are getting jobs. They decided Chojin wrestling isn't for them, which isn't uncommon. Tons of Chojin get normal jobs.”

Meat explained as he focused on his food more than anything. This was perplexing to Mantaro, even with all the pressure of needing to follow his fathers footsteps; he hadn't been aware of just how open the doors were for him, getting a job could be much easier than expected. His reputation alone could score him a pretty good job! But Meats’ words stuck with him, the others got jobs too? That made him wonder what the others had gotten up to since they had all graduated from the Hercules Factory.

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Day 2 - NSFW piece.

Notes - God, okay, I won't lie; I consider myself an NSFW writer and I wish I was more open about it but to be honest... I'm very shy and nervous to share my NSFW pieces. To that I say, fuck it. Here's a small section of an NSFW thing I wrote ages ago that I'm still relatively proud of. It'll be hidden underneath the spoiler thing, since I'm sure kids might find this.

Scar gripped at the sheets underneath him, getting himself penetrated from behind by his 'dear friend', Kevin Mask. He wasn't used to being on the receiving end of these things, he was unable to describe what it felt like; only able to give out grunts and groans. “You're pretty quiet for someone who loves to shit talk during our battles..Mars.” Kevin remarked as he leaned down, his helmet hiding his smirk.

“Hng..shut up.” Scar replied quietly, trying to focus on not letting out any disgusting and embarrassing sounds during all this; and Kevin really has the guts to say Scar’s real name despite knowing how much that ticked him off. Just before Scar tried to speak again, Kevin would pick up the pace, shoving his manhood much deeper into Scar, this caused the smaller male to hide his face in a pillow while muffling his loud groan, he didn’t even remember how he got into this mess; he couldn’t even think straight thanks to Kevin rearranging his guts from the inside so it was difficult for him to do much in this situation.

“I can tell your holdin’ back, you don't gotta act so bloody tough around me y'know..” Kevin grumbled into Scar’s ear, his hands tightening their grip on Scar's waist.

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Day 1 - Comfort writing.

Notes - This is a very self indulg-y piece for my first post. I've noticed how the Kinnikuman fandom treats Scarface and Kevin as characters, and it sickens me truly. So enjoy this unfinished piece. It's a writing piece, so I'm proud of it.

The night felt lonely, even with the Italians’ strong arms around me. I haven't felt this safe in so long; he may be asleep..snoring like an animal, but I feel so secure with him. His long red hair, his gorgeous yellow eyes..

Everything about him was so lovely.

Why did I feel so lonely then? I was with the man I care for most in this world, his arms around my waist as I rested against his chest. The room was pitch dark, aside from the small, dim light from Scarfaces’ phone, it was oddly satisfying watching the light from his device occasionally get bright..only to dim once more. It repeated this process, occupying my mind and vision as I thought of ways to pass such a restless night.

Suddenly, I caved in. My hands are hesitant as I touch upon Scarfaces' arm, gently shaking his arm with little to no strength. Praying he'd wake up, but also not wanting to truly disturb his peaceful sleep.

By some miracle, the larger man began to awake.

He quietly groaned as he looked down at me, his vision blurred and trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. “Kev?” He asked with a strained, tired voice. That nickname, Kev, only he ever used it to address me, it felt special to us; like he was the only person to exist that cared enough to make a special nickname for me.

“Mars, I feel alone. That feeling has made its way back to me.” I explained, my voice barely above a whisper as I turned to face him. My hands upon his chest, my eyes locked with his.

Scarface sighs, I'm concerned that he may be dismissive of my fears. He was a very dismissive guy after all. “Do you want me to stay up with you? I don't have anything to do tomorrow, so..” He let his suggestion end abruptly as he awaits an answer from me.

“You don't mind staying up with me, do you?” I ask.

He lightly shakes his head, a small smirk forming on his lips. His expression was tired, but playful. “I don't mind one bit.” He replied.

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