#cross fandom

[apples4shoyo]

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 - 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 1

spiderman!shoyo x f!reader

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: shoyo is late to class, bruised at lunch, and weirdly good at saving your life mid-mall explosion. (you might be in love. he might be spider-man.)

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs/ɴᴏᴛᴇs: HEAVILY based on the plot and characters of the sam raimi trilogy, theatrekid!reader, language, violence/blood, mentions of bullying, use of explosives, mild injury, panic/fear responses

link to masterlist

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You’ve always considered Shoyo Hinata to be normal. 

Well, as normal as he could be. He wasn’t exactly a straight-A student and his way of making conversation was…. questionable to say the least. But you didn’t consider these ‘quirks’ to be off-putting, definitely not enough for him to get pushed around as much as he does.

He’s just a little lost, is all. Like now; it’s already second period and there’s been no sign of the guy in any of his classes. 

“This guy is seriously insane, I mean, I get he has ‘superpowers’ and all but you don’t need to be going around doing kick-flips and basically vandalizing a bunch of buildings so early in the morning.” 

The complaint of the boy next to you stops your train of thought, you glance over to his laptop screen where a proud anchor woman interviews our city’s so–called ‘hero’.

“Hm? Spider-Man? Maybe. I think he’s kinda cute though, don’t you?” you tap your pen mindlessly, resting your chin on your palm as you keep watching the screen. 

“I guess… you never know who’s behind that mask though, could be a total creep.”

“Y’know, despite what you say you don’t sound too opposed.” you tease.

“Ah- quit it! I’m just saying.. He might look strong, and- like, saving people, but…” 

“It's alright, Tadashi. I get what you mean” you laugh slightly, giving him a look before turning your attention to the time and quickly gathering your stuff.

“You going?”

“Uh, yeah. I’ve got somewhere to be, sorry” you stand up from the desk and pat his shoulder lightly. “See you later though, okay?”

“I- okay! Bye!” 

You hear him call out behind you but your mind has already drifted away as you pull your phone out and head into the hallway. You put on your earphones and hum to yourself, getting lost in your thoughts as you make your way to the building exit.

The light breeze hitting your face once you get outside feels good, a nice addition to your daydreaming. The bright head of orange hair that seems to pop up at the best of times is definitely a better addition though.

“Hey! Why’re you so late, huh?” you question and he stops in his hurried tracks, turning to you with a twinge of pink dusted across his face. He looks around for a moment making sure that it is in fact him you’re accusing in your playful interrogation.

“Hey…! Uhm, overslept?” Shoyo blurts. He seems like he’s trying to convince himself more than you, but you’ve got no reason to disagree with his alibi.

“Nice turtleneck. Spidey fan?” you gesture to the famous web-patterned fabric poking out from under his uniform, and the dusting on his cheeks grows tenfold.

“Huh? Crap- yeah! big Spider-Man fan!”

“Right… well, you might wanna change. It looks kinda dorky” you laugh and he lets out a nervous huff, you swear he got even pinker.

“Noted! I’ll definitely take it off, yeah. Uhm, what class do you have next?” he fumbles with the strap of his bag and shuffles on his feet.

“Oh! I’m gonna go audition for the spring play, so I get to miss the next class or two.”

“You’re super talented so you’ll definitely get it!” he notices your surprised expression and immediately backtracks. “I mean-! I remember when you did Cinderella, you were awesome. And.. I'll definitely go watch this one, if you’re in it…” 

“Thank you. but you realise that was second grade, right?” you can’t help the bubbly giggle that escapes your mouth as he tries to gather his next response. “I’ve gotta get going, you should too. Try not to be late again, by the way.” 

“Right!” 

One of the teachers scribble down a note. A student coughs in the back, and you can almost sense someone’s phone about to start ringing. 

The silence is awkward and almost deafening, you hold your ground. Your palms are sweaty and you shift your weight slightly.

Your teacher lowers his clipboard. “You’ve been cast every year since tenth grade,” he states dryly and takes off his glasses. “You’re always good, but what makes this year different? Why do you think you deserve the lead?”

You hesitate, forcing a smile. 

“Because I’ve grown. I’ve worked harder this year. I’m not just trying—I’m pushing myself. I know where I want to be, and I know that’s what I should be chasing.”

Your teacher raises an eyebrow, expression unreadable. He looks down and writes onto his clipboard. 

“Very well.” he says in a monotone voice. “Callbacks will be posted outside the drama studio next week.”

You step off the stage, keeping your head high as you hear people murmur to their friends.

“Kinda dramatic… it’s not like the school needs charity from this play or anything”

“Didn’t Osborn’s dad sponsor the set design again?”

“Maybe. Rich people are weird.”

Shoyo went through his own day as normal; answer a few questions wrong in maths, think about you, get a nice spot at lunch where he can watch you with your friends, think about you some more…

Okay, maybe it was a little creepy, but can you blame the guy? You’re the girl next door, and pretty much the most popular girl in the 12th grade—and you happen to show him the least bit of attention? He'd be nuts if he said he wasn’t crazy about you- okay.

Not to mention, word got out that you recently broke things off with your super douche-bag boyfriend. So now might just be the time to strike. 

Unfortunately for Shoyo, things were never that easy. He had a gift- or a burden- whatever works in this context. He had an anomaly, an anomaly that meant he had other responsibilities. With great anomalies come great responsibilities! Anyways.

Sadly, this anomaly had many times deprived him from your attention that he so longed for; missing out on a school field trip with you, or half of a conversation that might have been in science. Sometimes he wondered if devoting himself to the safety of others was really worth it all, but he’d like to think he could juggle both.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Shoyo stumbles through the crowded hallway—clutching his bag to his chest as he gets shoved around like a pinball.

He makes it back to his locker, taking note of the new absurdity scribbled so nicely in the middle of the metal door. As he grabs his books he tries to keep his head down, but the sight of you at your own locker just a couple lengths away makes him forget any worries he might have had.

You have a fake flower tucked behind your ear, he notices. Probably something you got at the audition. He should probably ask how it went. God, you’re pretty.

You turn and walk away, you catch up with your friend and shoyo can only gaze longingly after you. Moments like these where he managed to catch a glimpse of you so comfortable, so laid back... They made him realise that maybe things aren’t so bad after all. 

“Ugh, do you have to be so vile?” You grimace as your friend squirts about half a bottle of ketchup on her burger.

The rest of the school day had gone by in a haze, and you decided you guys could use some time to talk over your auditions before heading home.

The food court felt alive with the buzz of people and the loud chatter of students, nothing felt out of the ordinary.

You almost didn’t hear the first scream.

It came from somewhere below you on the first floor, sharp and desperate. More screaming followed and you could see people scattering from the atrium like insects.

“What’s going on?” You stood up, peering over the railing. You didn’t see anything until—

BOOM.

The screams intensify, some cut short as debris and dust detonates throughout the mall. Your friends tug at your arm, trying to pull you towards the exit but you stand there frozen in shock as you watch the scene unfold.

You grip the railing, trying to peer through the nebula of rubble and catch a glimpse of what might have caused the destruction. The dust begins to settle and for a moment it goes quiet as a mechanical whirring fills the stunned silence.

In a flash of green and metal, it whizzes out from the wrecking. What appears to be a man dressed in green armor and a disgustingly evil mask swoops over the wreckage on his glider, laughing maniacally. He definitely succeeds in making an entrance.

You stare with your mouth agape, barely comprehending the situation as another explosion goes off and the floor breaks beneath you.

You scream. You’re falling down from 3 levels up and there’s no way you’d make it. You’ll never know if you got that role, you’ll never eat that chicken sandwich you had in the fridge. Your heart lurches in your chest—but something catches you.

It’s not the floor.

It’s a pair of arms.

If you screamed you probably couldn’t hear it over the sound of the wind and your jacket flapping wildly behind you. 

A blur of red and blue is all you can see in front of you, along with the musky smell of sweat as you’re swung to safety. You stumble slightly as your feet touch the ground by a fire exit.

“You okay?” His voice is a bit muffled behind the mask, but in close proximity like this you can hear him perfectly.

You nod, letting go of him. “..You’re Spider-Man”

“Uh, yeah.” He tilts his head at you slightly. Another crash in the background quickly pulls him away quickly though, and you can barely call out or express your gratitude before he swings back into the destruction.

You’re left a bit dazed. It shouldn’t be that shocking, Spider-Man is a public figure, he saves a lot of people. Right? Doesn’t matter. You watch from a safe distance as he seems to effortlessly diffuse the situation—helping other people to safety and avoiding counter-actions from the green guy.

The way he moves is so graceful, like a gymnast. Spider-man is too cool.

“You fight like a gymnast,” Goblin sneers, circling the hero. “-but you bleed like a boy!”

Spider-man acts quickly, webbing a table from a collapsed kiosk and launching it at Goblin and his glider. The glider swerves, the table knocking Goblin off balance as he throws a hand grenade in Spider-Man’s direction. 

The bomb lands, sending a blast of heat and metal fragments through the air as well as Spider-Man himself. He manages to shoot a web at a collapsed railing and catch himself before swinging full force at Goblin. As he lands on the glider, the villain anticipates his attack and throws a punch into the boy’s face with full force.

He can feel the blood from his busted lip leaking into his mask, but he perseveres. Spider-Man manages to stay on the glider and he throws a counter-punch. Goblin blocks his hit and the glider swerves, throwing the boy off balance as he plummets to the hard tile below.

Spider-man groans in pain, trying not to let himself be deterred as he stands up. His legs wobble, why was he feeling scared? He had fought a lot of bad guys before, not necessarily supervillains but plenty of hardcore thugs. In much worse environments than this, too. Despite all that, Green Goblin was taking the shit out of him. It felt like he was getting in his head, without even saying a word.

He pushes those thoughts away, braving himself into a protective stance as he thinks over his next move. He doesn’t get much of a chance as a high pitched beeping alerts him to look down. Crap. 

The pumpkin bomb explodes, it sends him flying backwards and more debris shoots up into the air.

His back hits a pillar and for a moment the world slows. His eyes flutter and his head is spinning, he tries to regain some composure as Goblin swerves over on his glider. 

The villain descends, stepping off his glider with a sharp clank of his metal boots to the tile flooring. He steps closer, snickering at the collapsed heap of red and blue that stands out prominently in the wreckage of smoke and destruction.

“Not quite the performance I was expecting from our city’s one and only Spider-Man..” Goblin taunts lowly, his voice mechanical and sinister behind the faceplate seemingly made for fear. “I was hoping for a real fight, but instead, here you are.. Hurt and weak like a squashed bug. I thought the spider was supposed to bite.”

Spider-Man huffs and props his arm up behind him, barely upright as he struggles to breathe through the ringing in his ears.

“You’ve got spirit, I’ll give you that. But right now, you’re flailing in a world you don’t understand.” Goblin leans down to his level, the metallic mask reflects Spider-Man’s dazed expression as he heaves slightly. “You’re wasted on these people. They run when things get loud, they’d turn on you the second they felt doubt.”

“They’ll never thank you, Spider-Man. But I will.” he extends a hand gloved in more leafy green metal, fingers open in malicious offer. “Join me, Spider-Man. We can change this city. We can rule this city.”

Spider-Man heaves again, eyes fluttering behind the white mesh of his mask. “I’d  rather die.”

He doesn’t know why he said it, really. It seemed like the Spider-Man thing to do. Goblin proceeded to start cackling loudly and step back onto his glider, so maybe it was a dumb thing to say to the first real supervillain you fight.

“Poor choice, bug-boy.” the glider starts whirring loudly, the breeze blowing over Spider-Man’s collapsed form and bringing him further back into consciousness. “I offered you a future, with power and purpose... But you’d rather break your bones for people who scream at the sight of you.”

Spider-Man can barely process the mocking voice of his emerald adversary as he looks up at Goblin. “...Yeah.” He murmurs dumbly, his head still spinning from the impact.

“Think it over. You’ll see things my way soon enough.” 

Goblin almost threatens the boy, giving him a glare through the evil sneer of his mask before the glider makes a large swoop and shoots up through the shattered skylight.

The sirens wail in the distance and the headlights of ambulances in the dark pave the way for emergency crews to arrive. But Spider-Man is long gone.

The fluorescent light in the bathroom is dim, it buzzes softly. Shoyo leans over the sink, water dripping from his face in uneven trails. His mask lay discarded nearby, it’s stained and frayed at the edges from the explosion. His reflection stares back at him, pale and bruised and scared.

The sound of the TV is muffled through the wall—Natsu’s watching cartoons, something cheerful.

Shoyo touches his side and flinches, his ribs ache. There’s a smear of blood on the porcelain and he swipes at it quickly.

This isn’t a game anymore. That guy could’ve killed me.

He looks over at the mask. He hesitates.

She was there—he could’ve killed her.

His knuckles grip the sink tighter, the fear threatening to bubble up to the surface manifesting itself into determination.

I’ve never seen something like that. He wasn’t a mugger or an arsonist—this guy wants to destroy everything. For fun. He’s dangerous.

One more splash of water on his face. He dries his face with a towel and looks back up at the mirror.

If I’m gonna do this, I need to be smarter. Stronger. I need to be—

“—Spider-man.” he says to himself, like it’s the first time it’s ever meant something.

Shoyo picks up the discarded mask. He turns to the door, pausing. He takes one more look at his shaken appearance before flicking off the light.

A/N: HOLY COW!! how was that? I had so much fun writing this!! chapter 2 will hopefully be up soon, so stay tuned! drop me and ask to be added to the taglist!!

thanks to @bernardsbendystraws for spidey dividers :]

[ominus-potato]

Dude...Mr. Puzzle = 🏳️‍🌈?

Sure if you say so bro :)

Calling this ship Puzzleteeth!! :D

[skullbowz]

I’m still working on the HABIT and Nina drawing but here take this for now 🙏

Let’s hope Nina doesn’t get eaten idk

[hypothalamuthesis926]

𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗗𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁: 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗜𝗻𝘃𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻?!

Part two!

Stalk my page 4 pt1 idek how to put links *sobs

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🐚💧𝗢𝗖𝗧𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗘💧🐚

"Azul! Azul! Look what i found!"

Floyd ran towards the housewarden.

Azul, who is currently sorting out files and documents, noticed Floyd and... the little white hamster creature that was licking a lollipop behind him.

It seems to be.... following him?

Azul let out a sigh, putting down his pen as he put his documents aside.

"Floyd, you know that bringing familiars in workplaces need permission, right?"

"Ehhh? But look! Isn't it cuu~te? It's like a cute lil teddy bear!" Floyd said as he patted chiikawa.

"Well, it IS 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚.." Azul complimented.

Eyeing the creature, an idea popped up in the warden's mind.

𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙝....

He let out a seemingly sinister smile, as always.

As he got closer to the little hamster, he began to observe their features, not noticing it's trembling as he was less than 1 foot away from them.

"Well, let's say we have some use for this cute small one. It would be a waste to kick out this poor, little, creature, wouldn't it?"

Azul put his hand on his chest, gestures displaying 'kindness' as he looked down at the intimidated creature.

"As how kind and compassionate I am, We shall shelter this little one...."

"ᴜᴜᴜᴜᴜ..." The creature shivered.

His eyes not breaking contact with the little one's button eyes, tears almost falling to poor chiikawa's cheeks.

"In exchange for serving our lounge!"

Azul exclaimed. His eyes sparkling just from thinking this opportunity.

"We now have a mascot! This surely will expand our sales!" He said, smiling ear-to-ear.

"Oh my, Azul. Here, we thought you would make the little one part of the menu." Jade remarked sarcastically as he walked in the lounge.

"Well I'm glad we won't hav'ta kick out this hamster! Found it at the back of the school, it was doing strange dance moves with another pal of theirs."

"I was about to also get the other one, but it escaped as soon as i caught this one..." Floyd frowned.

"Well, worry not, Floyd! We shall make use of this creature!" Azul said, still grinning ear-to-ear.

"How do we exactly market the little one though?" Jade questioned.

"It's simple. You just have to..."

— Monstro Lounge —

"Uwaaa! It's a cute white hamster there!!" Student A squeeled at the creature's cuteness.

"Buy our Montro-Lounge Exclusive Chiikawa meal! If you order our chiikawa-bundle 3 times this week, you get to personally meet our mascot, Chiikawa! And get free Chiikawa stickers!" Is what the poster in the wall said.

This advertisement poster was placed almost all over the school.

Monstro-Lounge was more filled out than usual.

Perhaps Chiikawa had found a new and easy way to earn money rather than plucking out grass and killing monsters.

☀🐍𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗜𝗔🐍☀

"Kalim..."

Jamil deadpanned, shooting looks at the boy and a blue cat creature.

Kalim was shielding the little one away from Jamil, who is about to put away the animal.

"Can't we atleast keep them?? I'll handle the feeding, even the litter!" Kalim plead.

"No. You might suffer scratches from the animal. And is it even safe? To me, it looks as if this creature is an escaped lab experiment." Jamil commented.

"Hey! I'm not a lab exprimen!" Hachiware protested, steam coming out of his ears.

"It's 'Experiment' not epriment.." He corrected, pinching his nose in frustration.

"Anyways, Kalim. We can just get another animal similar to that... thing. Just give it to me for now." Jamil commanded.

"But..." Kalim wavered.

Until Hachiware jumped out of the boy's arms, and stood before Jamil.

"Woah?!" Kalim let out a squeak as the little one suddenly jumped off his arms.

"I can take care of myself! I don't need help!" Hachiware claimed.

Jamil let out another sigh before backing down.

"Okay fine... But do manage to take better care of it, Kalim?"

Noticing the boy's exhausted look on his face, Hachiware walked towards Jamil, holding a yogurt creampuff at it's hand.

"Excuse me sir, would you like a yogurt creampuff? It's delicious.." The cat creature said, guilt visible on it's face.

The boy looked at the blue creature with surprise before accepting the yogurt creampuff.

"I guess i will accept this..." He said, blushing slightly from embarassment due to falling victim to the creature's cuteness and politeness.

"Ohh, What is that?? Can I also have some?!" Kalim asked with a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

Hachiware smiled, then magically took out another yogurt creampuff from it's back.

"Of course!"

Part two complete!

Lemme know if need credits 4 art used.

[dilf-cember]

It's official! Your DILFcember 2024 prompts have been chosen! A huge thanks to everyone who submitted prompts and voted!

Week 1 (Dec 1-7): Old Scars/War Wounds & Breeding

Week 2 (Dec 8-14): Co-Parenting & Firsts

Week 3 (Dec 15-21): Old Friends to Lovers & Crossdressing

Week 4 (Dec 22-28): Handyman/Mechanic & Age Gap

Week 5 (Dec 29-31): Take inspiration from another fanwork!

Please check out the rules prior to participating, and message us if you have any other questions that are not covered by the rules.

As a reminder, this is a cross-fandom event! Please feel free to share and help get the word out to all the other DILF lovers out there, and share your contributions on tumblr with the tag #dilfcember 2024 and @ us at @dilf-cember

[whirluvr3]

Hear me out on this parallel tf fans that have watched Squid Game 2:

Semi deserved better :(

[wh0s-v1nc3nt]

did kohane kill a danganronpa character 😭

[smetakovec]

another collaaaab, @gracefallingart making the cuntiest Annatar I've ever seen

[rosebudstv]

rose tyler and buffy summers would actually be the best of friends i need them to meet and go on adventures together

[fuumiku]

A shadow of myself, just who am I?

… I committed to the bit

Alright everyone do we want to listen to the Shadow identity crisis song the Shadow ptsd attack song or the Shadow existential angst song. Alexa play I Am All of Me. Alexa play Rhythm and Balance. Alexa play The Chosen One.

Appealing to the tiny overlap between Dungeon Meshi and Sonic fandoms. Mithrun is also like Omega in many ways (stoic but enthusiastic about maiming). Hm sometimes team Dark just be Mithrun, Cithis and Lycion... I need Mithrun to get a voice like Shadow’s in the anime soo bad please, raspy and deep... Parched throat with 0 intent or motivation to intonate aka low and pretty flat

Okok let’s gooo assigning characters chars, Fleki Sticks, Izutsumi Sonic because she craves freedom, Kabru Knuckles because he’s all about duty and isolates himself… Laios & Falin, Surge & Kit because it'd be funky and their parents want them to be people they aren’t :) Everyone having matching Sonic phone straps would be so cute. The context in that comic was that both groups passed each other by at the grocery store and Mithrun's big flashy merch sure is big and flashy (which happens to be quite bothersome for him) Laios is a Metal fan. Reasons: 1) he’s cool and murderous and there is a causal link there. 2) He transforms into a dragon once and it’s both empowering and angsty. 3) "No one SEES who he IS!!" says Laios and I as we burst into tears. Also Fleki is a big Team Chaotix fan I know it in my heart

You know it’d be fun drawing what Shadow’s dungeon would be like if he was dungeon lord. I’d imagine something like Mithrun’s. The ARK, but with flowers growing everywhere for her, his dead sister alive and well besides him as they live isolated from the rest of the world. It’s all fake, but Shadow’s heart feels at peace for the first time in so long, he is at home. See, they’re similar

Merry Christmas! I hope Mithrun gets a Shadow plushie

[kalmiaclown]

Hear me out...

They're friends and they would share the most heinous gossip with each other over brunch.

[gracefallingart]

Cross Fandom Comic

My friend @smetakovec and I worked on this crossover post between the horror manga ‘Killing and Stalking’ and the Second Age of the Silmarillion with Annatar betraying and torturing Celebrimbor for the location of the elven rings.

In the manga, the pleading character begs not to be put back into the basement, because it's so dark. And asks that the other character not leave him there. To which the other responds, "of course it's dark... it's a basement."

We decided to have fun with it and put a little Silmarillion twist on it.

We had a lot of fun as always, and I look forward to working with them again soon! @smetakovec did Celebrimbor as Yoonbum and I did Annatar as Sangwoo. Enjoy!

[billyofthesillyvariety]

I forgot to film the first part, but this is Ace Markey saying "I think Harada Keizou likes me, what do you think?"

[rosestar184]

Fandoms Colide

Didnt expect an Eastenders reference in today's shoot from the hip video. Now I'm going to stop myself from wanting to edit doof doofs and Julia's themes on the improvised plays.

[hypothalamuthesis926]

𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮/𝗧𝗪𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗶𝗰

𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗗𝗼𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁 : 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖

𝙄𝙣𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣?!

Featuring: Hachiware, Chiikawa, Usagi, Momonga(not in pic cuz i skinned them)

Chiikawa n Hachiware in PT2

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❤🌹𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗨𝗟🌹❤

* 𝗣𝗢𝗢𝗙! *

A loud sound of an explosion coming from near the laboratory garden was heard in the school grounds.

Curious and concern filled the students, a rush of adrenaline as they hastily ran towards the laboratory garden.

Lies beyond, what they spotted, was a little being beyond explaination.

But there is one sentence that could describe "it"

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲.

"Uuu! Uuu!"

What seems to be a small yellow rabbit(?) let out a sound not even an expert could translate.

"What the hell is this creature doing here in the school?" Ace asked curiously.

It was punching air and.... doing unidentified dance moves. Looking more closely, it certainly wasn't like any other animal.

"It has some real smooth dance moves though..." Deuce complimented before he was bonked in the head by Ace.

It was walking bi-pedal, making sounds a rabbit nor bunny doesn't even make, and had a peculiar color of fur.

"YAA-HAAAAA!!"

The odd creature suddenly jumped through the glass window, and ran out of the garden.

"What did i just see?..."

The exact question that popped in the duo's head.

Only to be brought back to reality by a certain headmage's tapping as he walks closer to the two.

"You two again...."

"Care to explain what happened here?!"

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗽. 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸, 𝗔𝗱𝗲𝘂𝗰𝗲.

— 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘶𝘭 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 —

The mischievous rabbit-creature continues it's chaotic adventure.

Don't question how the little Usagi was able to enter the dorm.

They jumped from there, to here, movements like ninja. As they carefully hid from corner to corner, the little one found a trio of students making a strawberry tart.

In a flash, the creature waited, and waited. As they await the grand prize closely to them, their long, wide ears pick up on their chatter.

"Sorry to intrude, Trey. Just wanted to help you out on making the tart again. That little first year had one simple job to stay still, yet their goofing around made that tart of mine fall from my hands!!" Veins were visibly coming out of Riddle's head as he continued talking about a 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 first year.

"Achoo!" Ace let out a sneeze as he was being reprimanded by the headmage.

"It is fine, Riddle-chan! You were nearly about to make our cute freshies into flat steak! We had to restrain you for that, #AngerIssues!" Cater commented.

"The strawberry tart should be ready."

Trey opened the oven, then the trio decorated the tart.

Infront of them, was a beautifully made strawberry tart. It was filled with cream and shiny strawberries coated in sugar. Making it both crunchy and sweet to boot.

"Here, Riddle. To compensate for the tart earlier." Trey handed out the beautiful tart. As he was about to give it to the housewarden, the treat had suddenly disappeared from his hands.

?!

Behold, Usagi.

The creature was found right infront of the trio, holding the tart.

"Who let a familiar enter the school premises, specifically, the dorm!?"

As they panicked, the little Usagi did a tap dance, all while holding the tart in their head.

"What in the Great Seven is THAT thing??" Cater bewildered.

"Someone get that animal! Before..."

Trey stopped his sentence as he senses a small malicious presence behind him, Riddle Rosehearts, with his hair going up, and dark energy riling up the whole room.

"Grrr....."

"𝙊𝙁𝙁 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿!"

The dormleader shouted. The creature, caught in a collar, cried. Throwing a tantrum as it desperately tried to remove the thing that is caging their neck.

Meanwhile, the beautiful tart from before, was now splattered on the ground. For the 2nd time.

"So.... Is anyone willing to lick the floor?"

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🪨🦁𝗦𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗪🦁🪨

.......

"Look at me." The little blue squirrel creature said with pride.

Leona deadpanned, simply staring at the little one with emerald eyes, absolutely confused on what it is talking about.

"Listen. LISTEN." The creature said with a demanding tone, trying to seem intimidating but ended up looking even more cute.

"Hhrreggg.... I'm gonna act super cute!" The blue squirrel announced boldly. They let out a squeal, then made a face that is 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲, not anyone can resist it. 𝗗𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆.

From an outsider's perspective, this can be called a staring contest with a weird blue squirrel creature.

That was exactly what a certain beastman is seeing right now.

"Uhh, Leona-senpai? What exactly are ya doing right now?" Jack questioned. Completely baffled at what he is seeing right now.

With a tired look in his face, he moved closely to the little one. Grabbing momongga by the scruff, he examined it's features

"I am simply just playing with my food before i feast onto them." Leona commented sarcastically.

The creature's face melted before him in fear. Shivering as he continues to stare at poor momongga.

"Sheesh, Leona-san. You are scaring the poor squirrel. Nyeeheehee!" Ruggie appeared beside Jack, holding what seems to be a sandwich. Though it 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 the deluxe one.

"You weren't able to get the deluxe sandwich this time, Ruggie?" The lion asked, still holding onto the trembling creature's scruff. They were starting to shed tears, too.

"YAH! YAH! Me go!" The squirrel demanded.

"Leona-senpai! Are ya really going to resort to Animal abuse now? Really? If ya continue this behavior, I might hav'ta report ya to the school." Jack asked with both concerned and determined look on his face.

Eyeing the little one, Ruggie's head lit up like a lightbulb.

An idea popped out from his head.

"Oh, relax a bit Jack! I just got an idea for this creature..." Ruggie sneakered, his eyes onto Momongga, who is currently struggling in attempting to break free of Leona's grasp.

"Is that so? Say, Ruggie. Spill it out." Leona ordered sarcastically, already knowing what the hyena will say.

— School Cafeteria —

"HEY! GET THAT THIEF-ING CREATURE!!" Student A shouted.

"Bleh!! Catch me if you can ☆" Momongga said as they run with their two small legs, carrying a bag almost thrice their size.

"Damn it! Where did it go?" Student B huffed out of breath, looking for the missing creature.

Until....

*𝗣𝗳𝗳𝗳𝗳𝗳𝘁𝘁𝘁....*

What was that smell.

"Urgh! This smell...." The group of students faint as they smell ungodly green aura coming from the creature's butthole.

"Bye bye!" Momongga waves as they carry the bagged goods of deluxe sandwich.

Part 1 Complete!

Idek why i wrote this;-; srry if the characters seem a bit off character i wrote this while i was high on sugar

Tell me if i need to add credits for art used