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jinkicake · 5 years ago

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My Forever

Akaashi makes the mistake of prioritizing work over you.

Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Requested: Muah for @oreyeol~ SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, idk if you even remember that you sent this in T T I saw the request was submitted so I just put it here~,,, I love angst hehehe, I love reading it and crying over it, I’m not really good at writing it though bc I love sad endings but I HOPE THIS WILL DO >:-) I found it hard to come up with a premise to create a big argument with such a put-together guy like Akaashi who would never intentionally hurt your feelings and is aware of his actions but,,,, I was able to come up with something! I hope it hurts </333

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“You were supposed to be there, Keiji.” You try to keep your voice normal, not to raise it too loudly and keep it relatively stable. But, with the disappointment you feel in your fiancé, you’re not sure if you can remain calm for too much longer.

“I know but,” Akaashi sighs and you try to hide your hurt with a scoff.

“But what? Work was more important again, right?” Calm, remain calm. The longer you think about it, the more upset you get.

“(Y/N), you know how busy I’ve been with the latest novel. I didn’t have the time.” Akaashi’s cold and harsh words make you flinch and you try to ignore the bitter honesty in his voice.

“I’ve been telling you for months how important this night was for me! You couldn’t have left early one night?” In an effort to ignore how your hands have begun to shake, your voice had risen.

Whenever this happens, it never ends well for either of you.

“I waited Keiji, for like two hours, just for you to show up. You couldn’t have even texted me?” By now the disappointment is present in your tone and your voice is now faltering on you. Your once firm and strong composure had withered away to a frail piece of sand.

“My phone was dead.” Ah, there is absolutely no remorse in his tone.

“That’s all you have to say?” You fail to realize that you’re cornering Akaashi, cornering the one person who values their space more than anyone else. “Do you even feel bad at all?”

It’s almost like a house of cards.

“No.”

One small gust of wind and it all comes toppling down.

“I told you I had work, you planned that entire event knowing I wouldn’t be able to show up.” Akaashi takes his glasses off his face, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hands. He looks so tired. “Don’t blame it on me.”

In peak of your hurt and aching heart, you make it your mission to make him feel just as shitty.

“Blame me for wanting to spend time with you, my fiancé? Blame me for wanting to see you after losing you to work day in and day out? You want to blame me?” You can feel your heart rapidly beating in your chest, the way your blood has run cold and your body has been overcome with shivers. Akaashi’s silence is deafening.

His body language hurts you the longer you look at him. His body is turned away from you, he’s deep in thought and has it all weighing on his shoulders. You can tell this much by the simple furrow in his brows.

After what feels like forever, he finally speaks up again.

“I forgot I had to finish a manuscript tonight, I need to go back to the office.” Akaashi barely even looks at you as he flips through his phone, his directness never fails to make you feel inferior. “If you’ll excuse me, (Y/N)."

“So that’s it? That’s the end of the conversation?” You ask stubbornly, glaring at the back of his head as he zips up the large coat he hadn’t even taken off.

“With you, I’m sure it’s not. We’ll talk when I get back.” And for the first time ever in your relationship, Akaashi dismissed you like you were nothing but a nuisance to him.

That thought hurt you almost as much as it did to take off your engagement ring.

Akaashi fumbles with the papers in his hands, straining his eyes to look at the computer screen in front of him. The latest client he has been working with is absolute hell, always sending in their submissions hours before the deadline and sending him email after email for more revisions. He doesn’t get paid enough for this.

The bright clock at the corner of his desk, besides the warm picture of his beautiful fiancé, screams 2:58 AM and it is enough to make Akaashi sigh. He lowers his face into his hands before letting out a low groan and, as unsanitary as it is, he can’t help but rub his hands all over his face.

Akaashi knows you’re asleep by now, you have to be. You’re probably clutching his pillow and holding it tightly to your chest in a way that makes Akaashi’s heart ache.

He knows he’s disappointed you and there isn’t anything he can do about it right now. Yes, in the future Akaashi will be more careful. Yes, he has already mentally planned where he is going to take you out for the next few weeks as a feeble attempt at an apology for his actions.

Before his schedule got so hectic and Akaashi let himself go, he took you out to dinner once a week. It wasn’t anything special but, with the two of you always working late into the evenings, it was nice to spend time with you. It was always special with you.

Akaashi can fullheartedly understand why you are so upset with him, and he didn’t make it any better by just pushing your concerns to the side. His heart drops in his chest a little at your frown etched into his mind and the self-hatred starts to peer over his shoulder. If he keeps staring at your photo like this, he’ll never get his work done.

So with one last glance at the framed photograph, Akaashi puts it resting in his lap before finishing up the rest of his work.

When Akaashi finally finishes the last of his emails, the loud clock reads 4:23 AM, all he wants to do is go home and sleep. More specifically, go home and beg you to forgive his ass and take him back. Akaashi doesn’t want to waste any time mulling over his words so he simply doesn’t. Just as he does every time he has a late after-hours emergency, Akaashi gently squeezes the photograph to his chest before placing it back on his desk and immediately leaves the building.

There wasn’t much for him to do other than the final deadline of the chapter wallowing away on his computer so, Akaashi didn’t have to clean up. He wanted to though, firmly wipe down his desk and keyboard and all the appliances but, Akaashi had more important tasks at hand.

One of them being to get that pout off your face. So despite being as tired as he is, Akaashi booked it back to your shared apartment and hopped on the first train available. His quietness hovers with him as he enters the door and takes all of his outerwear off, placing everything in their proper places just as he does every night no matter how tired he is.

Akaashi tiredly glances around the room as he puts his shoes away and his eyes catch onto a little glint shining at him from the table.

Your perfect ring that he had spent months mulling over and planning stares boldly at him. It didn’t worry Akaashi, you have the habit of always take your ring off when you go to sleep, but it still made his heart rate speed up.

Akaashi notices how you stir when he opens the door, how your body stiffens a little before fully relaxing. There you are, holding his pillow to your chest.

He can tell that you’re awake. Through his silence, Akaashi softly takes off his clothes and switches into his pajamas before he passively makes his way to your side of the bed. He doesn’t want to disturb you at all but he needs to be near you and to touch you.

“I’m sorry,” Akaashi gently whispers and places his hand on your lower back, rubbing your skin with his thumb. (Y/N).” He tries to push you awake and you burrow your head further under the blanket. “I want you to hear everything I have to say.” Akaashi tugs at the blanket in your grip, your stubbornness makes his heart skip a beat. “Listen to me, please.”

The moment the beg leaves his mouth, you loosen the grip on the blanket. You want to curse yourself for giving in so easily but with Akaashi, you can never stay upset for too long.

No matter how intensely Akaashi stares down at you, you refuse to meet his eyes. Long pregnant pauses go by as Akaashi runs over his words. He hates the thought of saying something incorrectly and hurting you again.

“I did, I do feel bad about not being able to make it last night.” He quietly starts, pinching the material of your shirt to keep himself grounded. “It felt terrible knowing I couldn’t be there for you, that work took me away from you again.” You want to open your mouth so badly, oppose a rebuttal against everything he is saying but you aren’t able to do so after glancing into his eyes. “It’s not your fault that I wasn’t able to appear, it was my own. I wasn’t able to stand up for myself and telling my co-workers ‘no’. I let you down and I am sorry.”

Akaashi gently fists your shirt and squeezes it tightly before letting it go and patting you once again.

“I know my words probably don’t mean much, that my actions have to change. They will, (Y/N), I promise.” Akaashi already knows what he needs to do to fix this, how he can make better for the future rather than dwell on the past. He just can’t get the devastated look on your face out of his head. “I shouldn’t have put the blame on you or taken my frustrations out of you, I really am sorry.”

You quietly think about his words and let them simmer in your head, you believe him. You truly believe everything Akaashi is telling you, the trust that has already been established keeps you sane.

“I accept your apology, Keiji.” You finally sit up and look your fiancé in the eyes, you can almost see the relief pooling in his gray irises. Akaashi gently cups your cheeks slowly, giving you the opportunity to pull away at any point that you wish.

You don’t.

“Thank you, I will make it up to you and more.” Akaashi fulfills his promise with a firm kiss and you can feel his warmth embracing you through his touch.

“I know, Keiji.” You whisper against his lips before Akaashi kisses you once more. His hands grab yours, specifically your left hand. Akaashi continues to kiss you as he pulls the ring out and places it back on your ring finger. A small smile appears on his face as he pulls away.

“I love you, (Y/N), always.” His always serious words aren’t cold, they’re full of emotion. You can see everything Akaashi is thinking and more as you watch his facial expressions.

“I love you too, Keiji.” You snuggle back into his chest, allowing Akaashi to pull the blanket up over the two of you before he pulls you into him. His lips gently place kisses all over your neck and shoulders, humming lightly as he lulls you to sleep.

“You’re my forever, (Y/N).”

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anothertimdrakestan · 5 years ago

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Hot Stuff (Tim Drake x Reader)

Words: 3k

Req: “can you do a fic where the reader has to get protected and she doesn't want to and thinks it's dumb but like otherwise someone is gonna try to kill her so a batboy (of your choice) has to protect her and they like realize they like each other? i just think it would be really cute sorry haha you can ignore me.”

I’m not gonna ignore you!!! this is adorable! also i let ppl vote not knowing the prompt and they picked tim hehehe so this will be fun! you really left me a LOT of creative freedom lmao so i tried my best but had a lot of fun lolz hope you enjoy angel!

It had been at least 5 years since you had ever shivered. And the last time it happened you were like 20 seconds away from dying so the fact that it was becoming a common feeling was definitely a problem. But your near death every couple minutes was a pretty dumb excuse to get you holed up in the batcave being watched over by none other than Mr. Batman himself.

The whole problem arose when all the cold-powered super villains decided it was time for their equivalent of a crossover, deciding that if the world was frozen over they could... steal shit? Then unfreeze it or something? They were always a little slow (call it brain freeze if you will) but the beginnings of their plan worked and the temperature of the Earth was dropping steadily which didn’t bode well for a hero like you who’s powers revolved around heat and energy, the colder you got the weaker- making this the reason you were in a makeshift furnace set up discreetly in the Batcave.

“Morning y/n let’s see how you’re doing” Tim greeted you with a wave, grabbing a tablet that was tracking your internal body temperature and other boring statistics on whether or not you’d live. “Oh man, okay, lemme turn it up” Tim tapped at the tablet while you folded another paper airplane and threw it at the glass. “I feel fine man, like really, I’m just chilling” you shrugged, incinerating the paper airplane with a small flame in the center of your palm while Tim chuckled. “Well ya see, you ‘chilling’ is actually quite a bad thing, but yeah a couple minutes with extra heat and you can come to breakfast!” you rolled your eyes at his smothered laughter. “How long you been sitting on that one?” you teased him.

“Long enough Sparky, now warm up I’m hungry” Tim started you on a burst of energy while he moved on to the main BatComputer. “Whatcha solving today? Anything I can help with?” you squinted at the screen hoping for something interesting. “Bruce is going out to see if he can find the location of all the machines dropping the temp, and no, you’re definitely not going outside anytime soon” Tim chided you while you groaned and let sharp flames jutt from your clenched fists. “I’m not a child, I can regulate my temperature on my own, hell I can still make fire so clearly I’m fine” you said matter-of-factly holding up a flame and letting it dancing into a small burst.

“And I’d like to keep you that way y/n let’s not risk it, now c’mon I think you’ve taken in enough energy” Tim opened the door to your little glass room, his eyes widening at the heat that brushed over his face. “Dude you ever got hot in there?” Tim questioned, fanning his face from the exposure. “Nope, I’m kinda like that all the time” you explained, casually taking his hand to show him how your skin practically radiated heat. “Oh- wow, you’re really warm but it’s kinda cool.” Tim mumbled, pushing your palm flush up against his, the tops of his fingertips curling around yours while he grinned, “your hands are so small” you snorted, “whatever Drake, I could cook you like a bird if I wanted to,” you laughed, racing up the steps towards the kitchen ready to warm up some breakfast.

That afternoon you were helping Damian through homework hoping for any excitement in the pure boredom. “Alright, done. I’m going to take Titus out you can come- uh actually nevermind.” Damian shot you an apologetic look before grabbing Titus’ collar. “No actually I can go! I’m super warm and got the go ahead!” You quickly stood up, telling yourself a little getaway was necessary. “Really? I believe Drake said-” you cut Damian off, “Tim is like never right about anything yaknow? Let’s go!” You zipped up a couple of your jackets with a grin while Damian led you outside.

The air was crisp, like a fall day that was on the verge of shifting into winter. “You’re not going to die on me are you?” Damian glanced at you while you breathed in the fresh air peacefully. “No haha, this is just regulating my temperature using my powers for a little while, I get ill when I do it for too long, let’s go!” you raced down the street loving the freedom even though you could feel the cold creep in.

“Y/n? Y/n? Guys I think her eyelids are moving! Y/N! Can you hear me?” a familiar voice buzzed over the white noise while you began to regain your senses. Slowly you blinked your eyes open to see Damian, who looked pissed, Bruce, who also looked pissed, and Tim, who looked worse than ever. “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU LIED TO DAMIAN TO GO OUTSIDE THEN ALMOST DIED!” Tim was waving his hands and showing you charts of your warmth-cold ratios being at all time lows and spouting off concerning facts about your health while Bruce just looked at the ceiling asking ‘why me’.

“I thought I’d be fine” you whispered, feeling your throat scream at it’s use. “It’s like freezing outside- freakin colder than winter- and you wanted to go outside???” Tim looked exasperated, he was in a loose tank top and shorts, it looked like he’d been sweating so he had probably been next to you for a while during your recovery. “I didn’t think I’d get so cold” you mumbled, flexing your hands while you tried to regain your strength.

Eventually Tim calmed down, he went back to working on cases but you noticed him frequently checking to confirm you hadn’t left your new room. Damian chastised you for lying and told you how you essentially fainted a couple blocks into the walk, it was just way too cold too for you to function outside. But the small taste of freedom was worth it.

“Hey hot stuff,” Tim gave you a little devilish smile at his new nickname for you. “Cute Drake, but what’s up?” you called back as he approached your makeshift oven-room. “Nothing much just thought I’d come hangout- warm up your cold dark heart for once” you shook your head at all his heat-centered puns. “Tough talk for a glorified shish-kebab” you said with a laugh, letting a little spark dance on your finger tips.

“What does it feel like? The powers and being cold?” Tim asked, his eyes still staring at your palm. “Mhm it’s a part of me yaknow? So when it’s cold its like a piece of my being is being stifled, like choked out of me. But normally, it just flows through me and I can channel it and what not but right now it feels... rigid, like every ounce of warmth is being used to circulate through my own body” you said with a sign, missing the freedom and immense warmth. “We’re gonna fix this y/n you know that right? This is only temporary, I promise.” Tim whispered, inching closer to the glass.

You felt a tear slip out, quickly you pushed it away feeling it evaporate in your hands you looked up at Tim who was inches from the glass, his cheeks were red from the heat radiating on him as he stood bundled in a sweater. Slowly he gave you a hopeful smile, putting his hand up against the glass. With a small smile you uncurled your hand up to meet his, for a second you just met his eyes and knew you were safe. Even when everything seemed so cold Tim was warm, and he was always there for you.

A couple days later you were stable, but constantly needing reheating. You’d spent a lot of time with Tim who had set up a little workspace outside your room. He’d work on cases and talk to you, sometimes he’d catch a few minutes of sleep, his cheek pressed adorably up to the warm glass while you stifle giggles as his sleepy breaths fog the glass. Your situation was bearable with Tim, and you were really starting to enjoy his company.

“Red Robin we’ve got something” you watched Tim shoot up from his work as Bruce descended into the Batcave. “Barry Allen and the rest of Star Labs have reason to believe the frost machines aren’t actually underground, but their above us. Think pumping out cold air like an AC machine for the Earth” Tim nodded, sitting down at the batcomputer as he began typing rapidly. You were straining your neck against the glass to try to see what he was doing.

“Got it, try here, here, and here” Tim was pointing wildly at a map while Bruce sent out the coords. “Suit up, if we’re right this’ll be a real fight” Bruce said as he left to go get the others. After Tim was in his suit he came up next to your room with a grin. You looked at him with hopeful eyes, “you think this is it?” you asked Tim while he flashed you a hopeful smile. “I hope so y/n, if we’re lucky this will be it” he answered, taking a deep breath and clenching his hands into fists. “Well you need extra luck” you told him, he nodded then stopped short when you burst out of the room, throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. “My hugs are super lucky” you whispered into his chest while his hands wrapped around your back. “I’ll take all the luck I can get” he mumbled, lowering his head into the crook of your neck. The hug was easy and perfect- until you started to shiver. Quickly Tim deposited you back into your room, turning up the heat.

“Guess I’m not hot enough for you” Tim snorted while you rubbed your shoulders. “Shut up dork, now go fix the world so I can give you a proper hug” you placed your hand against the glass again. With a nod he placed his hand to yours, “will do” he said, dashing off towards Bruce and Damian who were also all suited up.

“Y/n I must inform you they have in fact found the base and will be going into battle shortly” Alfred called from the computers while he monitored the team’s location. “Yes!” you shouted, pumping a fist in the air while you paced around your room.

The plan was clear, there were 10 giant AC machines pumping out the frost across the world, some heroes had been separated into teams each tasked with taking out their respective machine then any hero strong enough to lift the machines were in charge of bringing them to an undisclosed location on one of Bruce’s private islands for inspection and dismantling. Alfred had Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian’s vitals displayed on the screen as their suits were consistently monitoring them and you’d been craning your neck to keep track of the little bars. “god Alfie how do you take it? You can see every hit they take, every injury, you’re basically looking at it all going wrong!” you felt like tearing your hair out, watching the screen light up with every hit each boy took.

“You get used to it Ms. Y/n you must have faith that they’ve seen worse and can survive anything” Alfred answered cooly but it didn’t stop you from wincing everytime Tim’s bar lowered or lit up meaning he took a hit.

Over the comms you heard Bruce and Damian confirm their machine was sufficiently broken, as well as 8 of the other machines. As it turned out, Tim, Dick, and one of those annoying speedsters had been sent to the head machine, a few members of the league were at the other. You watched Tim take hit after hit, clearly him and Dick were struggling. “Alf is it just me or are Tim and Dick’s bars not going up” you were pounding at the glass of your room. Slowly Alfred nodded, abruptly standing up. To your shock he began moving around the cave, setting up what looked like a makeshift hospital room. “There will almost assuredly be some injuries after this battle. But how are you feeling Ms. Y/n as over half of the machines have been taken down” Alfred drew you away from the flashing bars as you realized you were feeling better, still not top shape but better than you’d been in days. “Yeah you’re right I’m definitely feeling better-”

“Hey Alfie Tim just got buried in snow any recommendations?” you heard Dick’s voice come over the speakers. Your head whipped to his bar which was flashing wildly as you shrieked. Alfred replied quickly, “Master Dick you must remove him immediately and wrap him with something warm as his suit cannot regulate him in freezing temperatures.” as he made his way back to the batcomputer, talking Dick through his next actions.

“Will do, he’ll be okay but he’s kinda a popsicle right now” Dick’s voice came over the comms again while you let out the breath you’d been holding in as you saw Tim’s bar sliding back up. Shortly after they were aided by the rest of the league, promptly taking out the final machine and finding the villains hiding inside.

Dick, Tim, and Damian returned to the cave shorty, Bruce was busy with league business interrogating the villains. Damian came in first, declaring he now hated the cold after how freezing that mission was. Following him was Dick who was walking with a slight limp as he called to Alfred explaining that he just twisted it when he dug Tim out of the snow. And last, Tim made his way into the cave. His hair was wet, clearly melted from being buried under snow. He was wearing a Star Labs sweatshirt and sweatpants as he held his waterlogged suit in his slightly shaky hands, and a towel was draped over his shoulders. “Alf you want my suit? Pretty sure I fried half the tech” he called as he shook his head, little water droplets flying from his hair. “I’ll see to it’s repair Master Tim” Alfred nodded, gesturing for Tim to place it next to him. “Also, might I recommend you spend some time with Miss Y/n as she is quite capable of warming you up” Alfred gestured towards your room before going back to examining Dick’s ankle.

Tim nodded in agreement, giving you a little wave as he stumbled into the room with you. Letting the relief flood your head you quickly brought him into a warm hug, focusing on pushing some of your energy forwards to warm him up. “Mhm” Tim’s eyelashes fluttered shut against your neck while he melted into your embrace. “You’re so cold” you whispered with a giggle. “Yeah and you’re really hot” Tim groaned in reply, though you could feel his lips curl into a smile against your neck. “I think you meant warm” you tried to ignore the butterflies having a rager in your stomach. “Hm no I said it right” Tim whispered in your ear making your eyes widen at his upfront response. “Oh, I- uh, thanks? I think you’re pretty cool- no not cool cuz like that’s the opposite of hot- yeah you’re-” you were silenced as Tim pressed his lips to yours. Your eyes shot open at the feeling of his ice cold lips pressed to yours but they quickly fluttered closed when his hand wrapped around the back of your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss. His lips quickly warmed up against yours making your breath hitch when he slipped a cold hand around your waist pulling you flush against him. His fingers felt like ice as they grasped your back but you couldn’t but melt into his touch.

You pulled away first, taking in gasping breaths while you couldn’t help but grin. “You warm yet?” you teased, pulling his hand away from your back and placing your hand in his, giving it a warm squeeze. “Mhm one more kiss” he pouted, leaning down to place a smiling kiss onto your lips while you scrunched your nose. “I should seriously freeze to death more often if it means I get to kiss you” Tim said while you rolled your eyes. “Or you could just not die and I might give you a good-job kiss?” you offered with a grin. “Will do” Tim nodded, giving your hand a squeeze.

“Goodbye oven!” you shouted, practically kicking the door open as you finally got to leave the cramped room behind. Just a day later the Earth had returned to average temperature and you were free. “I am SO ready to go home, not that I didn’t like it here” you said, giving Tim a little smile as Bruce return all your belongings after a little over a week in Bat-Solitude. “Come back soon though?” Tim piped up with a hopeful looks. “Definitely, I won’t give you the cold shoulder” you snorted at your own joke while Damian groaned, saying something about being happy he’ll be free of your puns.

Tim walked you out, chatting your ear off about his next cases and all the time he had to come see you, over the course of the frozen-adventure you’d found a best friend and possibly something more, maybe the oven was worth it after all?

“Okay, so I’ll see you in a couple days?” you grinned as Tim nodded. “Yup! Now before you go, I need another good luck hug- they definitely work wonders seeing as last time I got buried in snow” Tim laughed, wrapping his arms around you as he chuckled into the hug. “Not my fault you turned into a snowman Drake” You gave him a squeeze before pulling away, locking eyes with him. His hand slipped to your chin again, but this time you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him in for a goodbye kiss, loving the way sparks danced on your lips. Pulling out of the kiss as the car arrived Tim opened the door for you like the gentleman he is, giving your hand a squeeze.

“See you later hot stuff” Tim winked at you, shutting the door and waving as you drove away, shaking your head at his never ending puns, you smiled to yourself as soon as he was out of view, loving the idea that you’d get to tease that cute dork for the rest of your life.

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icefir-windbreaker · 6 years ago

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All-Stars -Story Mode- [CHAPTER 9]

A bit too soon as well with 50th Day of Countdown to April 13 just in case that something needs to have on the computer that is still had internet online just for temporarily til the internet on my computer is back to normal. Also another one is also based off what happened to me last year but kindness might have decided to cut me a break this time.

So, as the old saying goes: “Expect the Unexpecting”

Enjoy.

P.S Hint of what going to be in this chapter: “BWAAH” and “Tattletail love you, hehehe!”

-Chapter 9-

*You two had been wandering through the caves for what seemed like a while now. *Even that you didn’t know that this cave is connected to police station, who knew!

Mugman looked around in the darkness with the tip of his finger to illuminate the way in the caverns, with Frisk behind him, they had to stay together as they are gone ever deeper into dark caves after they escaped.

‘’This reminds me that day when me and Cups had gone into the cave that lead to a casino.’’ he muttered under his breath then turns over to Frisk as he asked ‘’Does this remind of-?’’

*You quickly told him yes when you remembered the first you went to the Underground. *But best not to mention that’s also where you met _ _ _ _ _ there for the first time too.

‘’Oh, heheh… I forgot.’’ Mugman apologized as he rubbed his head as he steadied the light on his fingertip, Frisk giggled for a moment then patting on his shoulder. Making Mugman feel better as he looked at Frisk.

*You told Mugman that it’s alright that he forgot, *Even though in a time like this and so on. *but for now, you need to find a way out of the caves and find their friends.

Mugman nodded in agreement with a gentle smile then heard strange noises coming from the cave beside them just one minute away as they both looked at it. They both walked towards it as they get a bit more clearer noise but it sounded like someone that is talking funny.

‘’BwahbwahbwahbwahwawawawaBwahBwah!’’ ‘’Hehehehe!’’

They go closer and closer to the cave and enters it, they noticed the signs like ‘’BWAH BWAH’’ and ‘’Beware Mama Tattletail’’ as they get closer to the night the light at the other end of the cave then finds themselves in a strange underground town filled with odd rabbit-like creatures and egg-shaped armless toys are walking around, making much mischief as they can together.

Frisk and Mugman looked at the sign on top of the cave saying; ‘’Welcome to Rabbid-Tail Town, enjoy your stay but still; Beware of Mama!’’ and obviously, it was poorly written, written like a 7 year old child had written it for them.

‘’Frisk, we should leave.’’ Mugman suggested to them, Frisk looked at him then at the store had a sign that read ‘’Tattletail’s and Rabbid’s Store’’ that is also like the welcome sign.

*You said to Mugman that they should get some supplies for *The journey ahead if they had found Cuphead.

Mugman looked at the store then looked at Frisk again and said ‘’Well alright, let’s see what’s useful in there.’’

They walked in the store and see a Rabbid zipped by and then jumped onto a box with a Tattletail on its head as it spoke ‘’bwahbwahbwahbwahbwahbwabwabwa!’’

Frisk and Mugman looked at the Rabbid confused because they didn’t understood what it said as Tattletail looked at them before giggling ‘’Rabbid is saying if you two want anything from here.’’

(Rabbid and Tattletail meeting Frisk and Mugman)

‘’Oh right. D-do you two had anything that might be useful?’’ Mugman asked at least one of them who can speak english, Tattletail hopped from the Rabbid’s head then pulled the red certains back to reveal a cabinet filled with simple things like canned food, a banana, weapons from both Medieval Ages to WWI & II eras and one WWII Marine bandolier that is strangely glowing reddish-yellow just barely visible to the two lanterns.

Rabbid now stands behind the box as it spoke ‘’Bwahbwahbwah?’’ and then the TattileTail explained ‘’He said ‘’What will you like?’’.’’

Canned Bacon Soups (Heals 20 HP)

An Banana (Heals 13 HP)

Sword (Damage 15)

Crossbow (Damage 12)

WWI Trench Knife (Damage 17)

Colt "New Service" Revolver (Damage 12, if at the heart, it’ll be 20)

WWII Marine Bandolier (DF 24)

Mugman looked around for a moment with Frisk while they are looking at the WWII Marine bandolier with curiosity, why is it glowing like that?

Mugman had finally decided as he said ‘’I will take three cans of Bacon Soup and a trench knife for my friend.’’ to them as Frisk looked over to Mugman with surprise. Rabbid nodded then grabbed three cans and the WWI trench knife that had been stealthed then putting them in a rucksack then giving it to Mugs as Frisk paid with the remaining golden coins.

‘’We even had another rucksack for free!’’ Tattletail stated the fact, Frisk looked at the bandolier with still curious thoughts.

Mugman then asked ‘’What are you looking at Frisk?’’ after he noticed them are looking at something.

*You said that you are looking at a bandolier they had in the cablet. *Then you asked what it is doing here.

‘’Bwah?’’

‘’The old thing? We had found it when we first came here.’’ Tattletail translated for his friend, looking at the bandolier as well then looked at Frisk.

‘’BwahbwahbwahbwahbwahBwaah!’’

‘’He said ‘’since you’re interested in it, we will let you have it!’’ How lucky!’’ Tattletail translated once again.

‘’W-we will? B-but-’’

‘’BwahBwah!’’

‘’”We insist!” he said, once again translated the statement for his friend as he grabbed the bandolier and a rucksack for Frisk as Mugman was amazed for their generosity and kindness.

‘’Well thank you! Thank you very much!’’ Mugman gleely gushed as they both walked out of the store and back into the town

Frisk looked over to Mugman with the bandolier in hand as Mugman looked over to them, he tilted his head a little bit for what Frisk is thinking then they hand over to Mugman.

*You asked Mugman if he could try it on.

‘’I-I thought you were going to wear it Frisk.’’ Mugman murmured as he scratched his head, Frisk took a step closer to him.

*You insisted if he should try it first, you said that you thought he might feel like a soldier if he put it on.

‘’Well…’’ he sighed in defeat, ‘’Alright.’’

Frisk handed the bandolier to Mugman then stands back for him to try it on, he puts it on and it goes across his chest, it’s too big for his size but it hands on his right shoulder.

*Mugman put on bandolier as it didn’t felt him well but it hangs onto his right shoulder. *For a reason, he feels tough, tough as his brother, tough as the bosses he had fought. *Fear that resided in him had faded away, he felt like he could laugh danger in its face. *He even can’t remember what fear was, only urge to shout ‘’Oorah!’’ *He had no idea what it means but; it sounded cool.

*He is now filled with… COURAGE

*You asked Mugman what does he think of the bandolier he’s wearing.

‘’It’d feels great!’’ Mugman exclaimed, revealing that he had sky-blue eyes as a bandolier is glowing a bit more now as Frisk giggled. Mugman blushed as he scratched the back of his head once more.

‘’Hehe. Frisk, you are too sweet for your own good you know?’’ Mugman said, Frisk nodded as they helped putting the rucksack on Mugman and in return, he helped Frisk with theirs on their back. He looked at Frisk and ask ‘’Ready to go?’’

*You said yes and let Mugman lead the way out of Rabbid-Tail Town.

They continued their journey through the caves, the water is dripping down from the ceiling above them, echoing the calming sounds as they landed on the glowing water flowing below as they walked beside it.

Mugman looked around as he hold hands with Frisk, his eyes had spotted something on a rock as he stopped to a halt with Frisk who then looked to what he is looking at: a lantern. ‘’It’s a lantern!’’ he said as he had fast walked towards it then examined it, ‘’It still got some oil left in it, I think it will help shine our way out of here!’’ he tapped on the glass a little as he smells the smell of oil inside it. Frisk walked over to him before they tapped on his shoulder, getting his attention.

*You said that none of them had a match on one of them. *One thing you is: How are they going to get it to lit?

‘’Well, I had the magic power on the tip of my fingers.’’ Mugs shyly said with a pun, Frisk giggled as Mugman did the finger gun again, seeing the familiar small ball of magic on his fingertips while he opened the lantern before putting his finger in, thus creating a small fire like lighting a candle. He then closes it then picks it up. Shining the area around them as he smiled.

*Lantern is lit a small flame thanks to Mugman. *I guess it helps to lighten up the mood a little. *Hehe.

‘’Now we can see better! Come on!’’ Mugman said, he felt confident now like Cuphead. Frisk nodded then headed to the direction Mugman had chosen, they walked fast through the echoing caves without fear then they noticed a kid just about Mugman’s age down the wet path.

It a 9-year-old girl with a with #3 pool ball for a head, she wore a orange-and-yellow-striped dress and boots that seemed to big for her since it had reached to her knees. She was looking around when she noticed them heading her way.

Meeting Trace

‘’Hi!’’ the girl said as they approached her while Mugman puts down the lantern, ‘’Hello? What are you doing in the cave?’’ Mugman asked as they stopped near the glowing water. ‘’I dunno, I had woke up here after a blackout in Inkwell.’’

‘’You were brought here from Inkwell Isle too? Oh my… Are you alright?’’ Mugman asked concerned for her safety, she nodded and said ‘’I am alright, I know those yucky undead things can’t get me and my family in these caves. Anyway, you must be Cuphead’s brother; Mugman, right?’’

‘’Yeah. I guess we are famous after beating the Devil after all.’’ Mugman answered, the pool ball head girl looked over to Frisk and said ‘’Is this human a friend of yours?’’

‘’’Yeah, to me, my bro and our friends. What is your name?’’ he questioned to the girl, she gushed ‘’Well, my name is Trace! I am a number 3 pool ball and unrelated to Mangosteen.’’ as she twirled her leg around and giving him a wink.

Frisk tapped on her shoulder, making Trace to look at them.

*You asked Trace if she had know a way out of The Caves.

‘’Yeah! My dad had lead me to where it was yesterday, so it wouldn’t be that hard to go through these caverns.’’ Trace said as she pointed out a way as Mugman picks up the lantern while he said ‘’You do?’’ with hope.

‘’Yeah, follow me!’’ She said as she walked forward with them following her into the tunnel of The Caves, along the way, she sang

‘’Through the darkern caves~ where the water flows while it glows it’s cyan-blue light to lead the three friends a way and out the caverns of the night~’’

As her voice had echoed through the walls of The Caves while they enjoyed her singing throughout the journey then they stopped along with Trace as they noticed music had began playing throughout the caves then voices claimed into the music by singing:

The light through the window streams in and

Breaks on your brow

(Breaks on through to you)

And she floats on by

‘’Oh!’’ she had whispered to Mugman and Frisk, ‘’This song had begun playing again! This had happened over two days ago, on my first day in The Caves, this song had played while we’re trying to settle in, my older brother and dad had gone out to see who was singing but no one’s there but on the second, the song had extended with more lyrics to it. Be quiet and pay attention.’’ She hushed to them then hushering them to continue on walking as the woman’s voice had began singing with the music.

Beautiful sad, lost child

Cruelty reconciled

I stand with you, forever

Can you feel me here?

They walked as they noticed the ribbles in the glowing water had started to go along with the music like someone had been throwing pebbles of rocks into it as the woman and voices sing the next verse together in perfect harmony.

Remember

(Her love will find you)

(Her love will reach you)

(Held in her arms, remember)

They then look up and saw tiny blue lights are flying around them and then away from them, they all looked around as the voices had continued to sing their souls out.

Forever

(Her love will find you)

(Her love will heal you)

(Shield you from harm, forever)

Forever

They then noticed a shadow of a woman coming from the next tunnel due to a light-blue light, the figure was dancing gracefully like a ballerina, they tiptoed to the tunnel as they kept the eye on the shadow as the woman sung once more.

I’ll shield you

Remember

Then the figure stopped dancing as if whoever she is seemed to know they are there before the three kids ran into whoever is singing and dancing.

Heal you, forever

As quickly as she sung the last verse of the lullaby, she disappeared in a quick flash and smoke as fast as lightning before they get a chance to look at her.

She’s… gone? But how? As the music is approaching to it’s fated end, they looked around for the woman but they didn’t find her… yet they did find one thing on the floor; a dark green scarf just laying down on the floor.

Frisk walked over to it and picks it up.

*You had picked scarf. *...Yet, it smells of vodka for a strange reason.

Frisk then puts it on their rucksack as Mugman looked around the area as he spoke ‘’She was singing and dancing in here but she had vanished!’’ then looked over to Frisk and Trace with concerned. ‘’Do you think that this cave is haunted?’’

‘’I am not sure yet Mugs but it would be awesome if it is by some ghost lady.’’ Trace replied to Mugman who is now looking at the other tunnel as Trace looked at it with Frisk as she said ‘’It should lead us out of here!’’

‘’Right, we better get going before-’’ Mugman said as the same woman’s voice that had sing suddenly said ‘’Behind you…’’

They all turned around and sees a man they had dreaded and hoped they will never see him again; Colonel Mael Radec. Who is holding a gun and one of those jetbacks on his back, he took a step closer to them with anger and cold toned his voice ‘’You thought you could escape us? Your friend’s kind knows no hope in that.’’

‘’Y-you mean making a deal with the Devil?’’ Mugman asked confused but right now at this moment, he felt brave, brave enough to punch him to the ground for kidnapping and taken him and his friend hostage in a cell.

‘’No, ISA… Now surrender now and return with me back to camp.’’ Radec had demanded to them, gripping his rifle tight than before as he sensed something is up with Mugman who felt anger for first time.

‘’Or you will what?’’ Trace asked in a fright, hiding behind Frisk as if her life and existence depends on them. Radec then aims the weapon at them in one hand and said ‘’Don’t. Toy with me creature. I will not ask you two again; Surrender now and return with me back to camp…’’

*....... *You looked over to Mugman and…

*He refused.

‘’NEVER Freakbag! Never in your life!’’ Mugs barked at him before covering his mouth, what is wrong with him? He had never said that to anyone before other than Cuphead! Something in him is taking over like a remote-controlled toy.

That made Radec aim his rifle at Mugman with his voice more colder than ever, ‘’You should’ve give up on escaping when you had the chance. If you’re going to come with me or do you know how defend yourself?’’ he had said before cocking his olympic shotgun back and ready to use it if necessary.

‘’I… I uh…’’ he said before looking at his hand before making the finger gun once again with magic on his pointer finger then looking at Radec. ‘’Good,’’ he announced ‘’Now there’s any plan you have left, I am afraid that it will not work well for you Mug.’’ then he gotten himself ready to fight Mugman who stood his ground as he had his arms out, shielding Frisk and Trace from him as he yelled to them ‘’Run!!’’

Frisk and Trace looked at each other before running away, leaving him in the room alone with Radec.

*Radec had caught up to you in time.

Mael Radec vs Mugman

A battle is sure is blowing, you’re up!

Radec opened fire first but Mguman had ran out of the way, then he fire back at him multiple times before he flew over him with the help of a StA-X6 Jetpack he had equipped, before landing and getting out an electric hand grenade and throwing at Mugman, it explodes and stock Mugman as he groaned in pain, stuned.

Radec didn’t hesitate and ran up to him, grabbing and throwing him at a wall, he loses one of his HP now at 2%

Mugman got up with his legs shaking, then looked over to the colonel with anger, he then rolls up his sleeves and readies the finger guns once more while Radec had thrown down the rifle and getting out a combat knife as he vanished into thin air.

Mugman looked around cautiously for any sign of movement till he sensed him from behind and opened fire immediately at him as he uncloaks. He yelled in pain before slashing out at him with the combat knife, he dodged it quickly as they quickly backed into the light coming from the ceiling, shedding more light to the fight as Mugman kept firing at him with no hesitation.

Get him in the hand where’s he’s holding that knife kid!

A familiar voice came to Mugman in his head, he looked around as he whispered ‘’What…?’’ as Colonel Radec had slashed again, Mugs barely misses it and got crack on the arm from the attack, making him hold it to prevent it from bleeding.

‘’Will you please leave us alone and let us go?!’’ Mugman yelled at the Helghan who studied his ground, ‘’I will not, unless it would help your allies with their situation if you had come with me to Helghast.’’

‘’I will never join you!!’’ Mugman spat out towards him as his voice had mixed with someone else’s as he hold his mouth again while Radec looked at him like he was possessed by a spirit.

‘’What had gotten into you…?’’ he questioned as he turned his attention towards a ghost of a… man. He then swears it was Dempsey but different, far more different than what he was or who he was either.

That man is Caucasian like Dempsey but his hair is a little blond and buzz-cut, is wearing WWII Marine uniform with sleeves rolled up and is wearing the same bandolier that Mugman is wearing.

Radec had never seen this happened before but he knew he had to act fast to get it off of him, he looked at Mugman as he slowly became invisible once again.

“W-where did he go??” he gasped as he looked around for any signs of him, Dempsey’s voice came to him again “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine kiddo. Just leave it-” but was interrupted by Radec grabbing Mugman by his head’s handle.

“AH! Let me go!” Mugman begged as he struggled to break free as Radec grabbed the bandolier before taking it off of him before dropping the mug on the ground, Mugman felt courage began to leave him and fear once more taken its place. “Sh- Don’t be scared! It will be okay kiddo…”

Mugman had heard the voice in his head fade away as his eyes slowly went back to normal, Radec then threw the bandolier to the opposite side of the room as Mugman helplessly watched. Radec looked down at the mug and said “Nothing with to fight me now.” as Mugman is looking at him.

“L-Listen! You really don’t have t-to do this! This is not your kind would race would want!” Mugman pleaded as he crawled backwards towards the wall as Radec took a few steps towards him. “You will stand and fight with us like soldiers or you’re against us.”

“Never! I-In this universe, you’re a pest! A rat!” He yelled as Radec had took a glare on him, he shook his head slowly and said “Then this is what you wanted, in otherwise…” then pulled out a pistol. Unaware that someone is in the background, picking up and putting the bandolier on then turned their attention towards the unexpecting two.

Mugman was shaking as Radec pointed that weapon at him, “What are you going to do now?” he said, Mugs was so scared that he had began to thought about his options: Scream for help or run away, fight or flight mode?

Mugman was choosing til he screamed “SOMEONE HELP ME!!” as Radec stood still, gun still trained on the fear-filled mugs.

*You called out for help….

…….

*But nobody came.

“Don’t,” Radec scowled, “You dare scream like that again. It’s weakness.” as he got ready to fire a bullet-

*But… All but Cuphead did!

“You stay away from him!” He screamed as he throws a blast attack on Radec, knocking him off of his feet and dropping the pistol in the process. Mugman’s eyes went wide as he sees his brother and he’s wearing the bandolier he had lost when that Helgen took it off and like before, his eyes are sky blue as well.

*Cuphead is now filled with… COURAGE

“C-Cuphead! Y-You’re okay!” Mugman gasped as he looked at his brother, Cuphead smiled as he too is glad that Mugman is alright then turned back to the Colonel with the finger gun ready, eager to fight him now. “You should be taught a lesson!” he bellowed out towards him as he got up and back on his feet.

“Clever of you, I admire that but that is suicide.” Radec as he got out a rifle, Cuphead hushered Mugms back a little as his brother looked at him while he said “Ready to fight Mugs?” Mugman nodded as he got back on his feet, he looked over to his brother and said “I thought I lost you Cups.”

“I thought I lost you too, I’m glad I came here just in time.” Cuphead smiled as he looked at him then they turned their attention towards Radec with the finger guns ready.

In a flash, they dashed towards him as Mael stood ready to fight them.

Ready? Now go!

Meanwhile… [Long before Frisk and Mugman escaped… A little bit before.]

Your Rain (Made on 10/2/2018)

Nikolai had unknowingly found himself in a place at nighttime with clouds covering up the sky, he didn’t know this place this time, he remembered after Mugman, Frisk and Boris had been captured then they had to retreat thanks to the walking dead and hide in some place.

Then the next thing he know: Everything around him gone dark and then he found himself at an unfamiliar place but he can read the sign on it’s wall.

Windsor Elementary School

He wondered in disbelief, then when he looked at himself; he’s not in his usual attire, only a dress shirt, pants and boots. He rubbed his head and that is when he realized he is not wearing the aviator hat as well. It concerns him more; that made him completely vulnerable to any armed forces and not armed with a gun or a melee weapon.

Was this a dream? Or an illusion? “Hmm…”

He looked around for a little bit more, there lampposts lighting the streets, some of the houses are lights and vehicles he didn’t recognized. He is alone in that place, no doubt about that. He looked up at the flag post and sees the American flag, that confirmed he’s in USA but what state?

Nikolai was still concerned though, then he said his thought out loud “This can’t get more worse, can it?” but he realized he had said it too soon. Thunder roared from the sky, catching Nikolai in surprise, then the wind begins to blow hard and to top it off, it began to rain as well as lightning strikes once more.

Defeated, Nikolai looked down and muttered “Obviously, it can.” then he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him, that made him realized that he’s not alone like he thought. He turned around and see a young lady, with a light brown aviator hat with goggles, army green t-shirt, blackish tie-up pants and black rubber flip flops, she came from around the corner of the school, almost of nowhere as if. She stopped for a moment to take her flip flops and then used them as a shield against the storm but it still got onto her nonetheless.

“Excuse me! Please miss, can you…” Nikolai spoke up but she, for an odd reason, didn’t seemed to hear him. That made Nikolai realized as he watched her go by, so helpless in the rain while she walked in bare feet. He then decided to walk with her, maybe if he could get to her then he will know what’s going on, seems like a plan, right?

He then walked fast to catch up with her, “Do you hear me? Mind telling-” Nikolai was too shock to finish his sentence when he tried to place his hand on her shoulder only for it to go through it like he was a ghost. He stopped in place after it had happened as thoughts raced through his mind. Has he died!? He grabbed his arm to see if it’s true but he is able to grab it and feel his blood pumping, he was a little relieved to know this but it doesn’t explained why his hand had gone through her. Maybe he really just dreaming of this.

Then he realized she had gone over to a small one story white house with a flag pole, she rang the doorbell as Nikolai walked up on the porch to be safe and dry from the storm. The porch light came on as they both stood, then a door opened and there was an elderly old woman is standing there in robe.

“Well hello there.” The old lady spoke with concern, “What are you doing out here in the rain?”

“I-I was swinging on the s-swings when I didn’t noticed the storm coming in, as much a-as you can see.” Young lady explained in between her voice stuttering, playing on the swings? Nikolai found that odd the she is an older than a child, she should about that by now right?

“I see, does your parents know you’re here dear?” the old lady questioned as an old man, her husband came from behind the wall to see who it was. “Of course they do, I-I come to the park from home often. It’s not far from here b-but it is a couple of blocks away from here.” Young lady answered with her voice had tone to a soft cry for help. Nikolai can hear it as the old woman nodded “Alright then, do you need a ride home?”

“O-Of course! Of course I do.” She accepted the offer, “Well alright then, can you come inside and wait so I can get you a towel to dry yourself off?” she kindly asked, with a nodding from the young lady while she stood aside and lets her into her house, Nikolai quickly ran inside before the door could close on him. He was surprised that no one didn’t notice him come in, almost as if he didn’t exist… like he was invisible.

The old lady heard her husband saying something to her, he needed to talk to her for a minute. The old woman turned to the young lady and said “Wait here for me, will you? It will only be for a minute.”

“Okay.”

Then they went to another room while she stood where she stand, Nikolai looked at her, all wet and alone as he wandered in his mind; what is going on? Was she the connection to all of this… is this a flashback of her memories?

That last question is too strange for Nikolai’s mental state of mind as he continued to watch her, she was like a lost, cold and confused child.

She looked around the house but she didn’t move, she was scared that she will get the furniture wet if she sat down one of them. Young lady looked around as she took off her aviator hat that revealed her short brown hair as she feels it through her fingers.

Then finally, she began to walk towards the hall where the old couple had entered with Nikolai following her as she scanned each room she went passed then she looked to the room that he assumed that it’s the couple’s bedroom. She looked into the room and see the couple talking then they noticed her in the hallway. The kind old woman walked out of the room and went into the room that the young lady was next to and comes out with a pinkish white towel for her to dry off. “Well, since it’s raining bady outside,” she began as she gently put her hand on her shoulder, “Would you like a ride home?”

Young lady looked at her with surprise of the old woman’s kindness and selfless, “Yes…!” she agreed without hesitation, old woman walked with the young lady and Nikolai followed behind her to the backward with roof over the patio, she accidentally knock over an empty pot.

“Oops! S-Sorry…” She awkwardly apologized to the old woman, she simply smiled and replied “It’s alright, it’d happens so don’t worry about it.” Nikolai followed them to a garage and see a car that again he didn’t recognize, the old woman walked over to the driver’s seat while the young lady walked to the passenger seat, they do exchange peasantry as the old woman opened the garage and gotten into the car and turned on the engine.

They then leaved the garage and back out in the rain, the young lady seemed to leading the old woman the way back to her home and Nikolai ran out to try to keep up with them but the car drove away. Leaving him alone in the rain as lightning strikes once more and the woman sung softly in the air as drops of water fell down from the clouds.

On the sidewalk of the city

Are my screams just a whisper?

Busy people going nowhere

See me soak in the rain

No compassion, nothing matters

My resistance is waning

Like a flower in the basement waiting for a lonely death

“Time to go back.” a voice called out behind him, making him turned around to see a woman, wearing a cloak and a blindfold, on her neck is a collar with a pendant that looked familiar to him due to its marking.

(Background used is from WallpaperUP)

“She has come back with a pack of hatred to sack us with. An neverending rack of sorrows and her rain…” She spoke in rhyme, Nikolai had no idea what she means by that when her hand glows in a white aura and then had unleashed it onto Nikolai as everything around him had gone white….

Please, save her…

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