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[haroun31]

"Why does everyone gives me awful nicknames!?"

(Here chapter 11 of my fic 'Kitty cat run run run' featuring a MC out of their wits and an unhinge encounter with Valhalla number 3)

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Takemichi was fucked. 

The situation couldn't have gotten any worse! First of all, once he returned to the future, he had to witness Hina's live death by his best friend Akkun. That alone should be enough for one day. But once he returned to the past, he had to act like an idiot and beat up Kisaki right in front of the entire Toman. In his defense though, he did have a very slap-worthy face. 

And if all that wasn't enough, Baji decided out of nowhere to beat the crap out of him before announcing his resignation from Toman and his new affiliation with Valhalla. Which, to be honest, it wouldn't have been that important to the blue-eyed boy. . .if it weren't for the fact that the ravenette was Mikey's childhood friend and now his beloved leader had practically threatened him to take him back or he would be killed. 

The situation was truly dramatic for our hero. 

"Rest in peace Takemichi. I'll come to collect your bones"

And his friends weren't helping him at all! Ugh! This was a disaster! And the worst part was that he had no idea what the relationship between Toman and Valhalla was. Like, huh!? He hadn't heard names like Moebius. . .Valhalla. . .he barely knew Toman's name—and that was just a short form! He didn't even know the real name of the gang he was in. Maybe he should ask someone a bit of gang history. . .just not be clueless.

"Uh, to be honest guys. I don't even know what Val—"

*Slam!*

"Does anyone know what the heck Valhalla is!?"

The group of boys flinched at the sound of a door slamming open, Takemichi's voice drowned out by a second louder one. "I DO!" Yamagishi shouted as he lifted his hand, processing the words first rather the owner of them. Silence fell over the class when the boys finally noticed that it wasn't their dear crybaby hero who asked the question but someone else. They whipped their heads toward Takemichi, lowkey scaring him, before snapping them toward the newcomer. 

"Oh, sweet!" You blissfully smiled, making your way inside the classroom and plopping yourself on a chair beside Takemichi, lifting your legs over a table and placing your hands behind your head "Start whenever you want, teacher" silence was the only answer you got, several disbelieved eyes just pinned in a muted silence on your figure.

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"WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!?"

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You smiled at Takemichi, raising a hand and waving at him "Hey Michi!" Your smile was highly contrasting the absolute flabbergasted expression from the blonde boy "W-What are you. . .uh. . .why are you in my class?" He also wanted to ask you how the hell you found him, but he knew that would be a stupid question. Right. Your amazing, but rather strange, ability to track people. 

“One second Takemichi!” Takuya interrupted you before you could even open your mouth, his hands already flailing around like there was a wasp “I feel like we are missing a chapter” he blurred out, not so subtly pointing at you “Yea, he is right! Who the hell is this? And who do they think they are barging in our class?!” Takemichi awkwardly chuckled at Makoto, super valid question as he snapped his eyes nervously between you and the Mizo Middle Five.

“Pay respect to your elders. . .as if I’m not here listening to you bad mouthing me on live” you sweatdropped, making the three boys flinch for some reason which prompted you to tilt your head in confusion at the gesture. You can’t be that intimidating, can you? Either way, beefing with youngsters was not why you came searching for Takemichi in the first place. You needed information about gang stuff, though asking either Mikey or Draken about Valhalla didn’t seem to be the best idea. 

Not after what went down just a month ago. It felt like reopening a freshly closed wound.

You would love to say that what went down during the Festival night didn’t bother you, but it was obvious that it did. Hell! Even Mikey noticed that something was making you restless! Manjiro Sano! The same dude who fell asleep midway eating a Dorayaki, which forced you to carry him through Shibuya until you eventually found Draken and gave him his child back (*cough* more like thrown *cough*) There was no denial anymore. The moment another gang wanted something to do with you was the moment you were too deep into this mess.

It was time to prepare yourself for more bullshit, which meant investigating this mystery on your own just to have an idea on how to book it later. You weren’t worried for Toman, you pretty much know how things run there. The whole five divisions and all their captains, Baji and Chifuyu explained everything already. Plus, if you had to be honest, Toman was the gang that made you less worried. It might be because your friends are there, but you feel that if you don’t get in their way you won’t have a problem with them.

About Valhalla though. . .you never heard Keisuke and Chifuyu mention it so you were in the dark. And that’s why you searched for Takemichi! For some reason he always knew something was wrong during the period that Draken was in danger. Lingering close to him until the thing happened and he was able to save him, then he kinda distanced himself. Like he knew that Draken wasn’t in danger anymore. Which meant that he must be knowledgeable on all those gang stuff!

“I. . .uh. . .well. . .I don’t really know Valhalla or Toman. . .?” you stared blankly at the blonde boy by your side, a smile plastered on your face “. . .what?” your tone was flat, like you were having a hard time accepting his words “Did you at least know that it was called Tokyo Manji Gang?”

“I-I. . . .uh. . .”

“Mikey is the leader and Draken is the vice-leader with five division under them–come on even I know this”

“Well. . .I grasped that Mikey was the leader. . .”

“Michi. . .”

“Yeah. . .?”

“Guess between us two who is a delinquent”

The Mizo Middle Five sweatdropped, hitting their heads on their desks while you couldn't help but fold your hands together and hide your face’s lower part behind them and simply stare in disbelief to a random corner. Did. . .did you assume wrong to think that Takemichi had the answer to your questions?! Was your intuition wrong yet again?! There is no way! You are definitely getting rusty.

“Takemichi, don’t make me agree with a creepy stranger. . .” Akkun heavily sighed, placing his hands against his forehead, already feeling your super judgemental eyes on the back of his head “I’m gonna ignore what Mr pompadour hair said if someone is able to tell me even a tiny bit about Valhalla. . .and tell a bit about Toman later to the crybaby, ok?” Takemichi flinched at your harsh words, feeling a single tear of shame roll down his cheek. . .and his pain was only amplified when the Mizo Middle Five nodded their heads in agreement.

“Do you know Moebius, Mx creepy stranger?” your eye twitched at the new nickname that seemed to have stuck with these damn kids but you still need them alive for information so for today you choose mercy “Yea, I heard about that gang” Takuya clapped his hands and you jokingly bowed “Wow, at least a student here know something, right Professor Yamagishi?” making poor Takemichi snap his head in disbelief at his friends and said glassed guy dramatically wipe away a tear from his eye “I’m so proud of my pupil”

“H-Hey! I also know about Moebius!” The blonde boy tried to defend himself, earning a sympathetic pat on his shoulder by his best friend, which just made him deflate “Anyway” Yamagishi went back to his explanation, fixing his glasses “Apparently there was tension between Osanai’s group, those born in 1988 and Kisaki’s group, those born in 1990” you recognized the name of the first dude, he was the leader of the gang thst targeted that girl after all, but the second one. . .he was new.

“Osanai lost to Mikey and Moebius actually disbanded. Then Kisaki, leading the 1990 group, joined Toman” in the corner of your eye you caught the way that Takemichi flinched at the mention of this Kisaki dude, making you lift an eyebrow but you kept your mouth close and brought your attention back on your temporary teacher “The remaining 1988 and 1989 guys have gathered under Shuji Hanma” the name brought chills down your spine and your brows furrowed in concern. “That damn giraffe told me to join his stupid gang now that I think about it. . .” you muttered to yourself.

“Then Hanma gathered ex-moebius members and an anti-Toman force to form Valhalla, which brings them to 300 members!” the numbers were actually quite worrying, especially knowing that Toman had around 100 members, at least from what you last knew “Hanma’s the ‘acting leader’. Nobody knows who the real leader is” you placed your mouth behind your hands, your mind thinking back at that damn night. The real leader is unknown but you have the feeling that he is the guy that Giraffe was talking about. The one that knows about you, that knows how useful you could be in his gang. 

Is this. . .the gang that you managed to attract to yourself?

“The headless angel. That’s what people call Valhalla” God. . .can’t they be more corny? “The former Moebius members are gathered under Hanma, Valhalla number 2. And the Anti-Toman force is gathered under the number 3 guy” you noticed movement from the entrance door in the corner of your eyes, making you turn your head in confusion at the sight of a guy that you never saw before “Kazutora Hanemiya” just then the newby entered the classroom, attracting the Mizo Middle Five’s attention.

“Uh?” the dark-haired boy with blonde highlights muttered, looking everyone up and down before making his way inside the room like he owned it “Is school over already?” you weren’t sure if he was lost or something but he looked like he was from the third year from the color of his shoes. So he must have been old like you. . .what is he doing in a second year class?

“Who the hell? You don’t look familiar. Another creepy stranger?” Makoto stood up, looking up and down at the older guy, his stance slightly offensive and ready to fight in case this dude came in search of trouble “That’s not very polite! I am your mid-school senior, after all” was the banana hair guy’s response, his tone a bit too cherry for the situation at hand which made you grimace slightly. Why does he scream trouble all over him?

“Uh? Who are you? Never seen you here before” Makoto kept going before Yagamishi suddenly gasped, gripping his friend’s shoulder “That tiger tattoo on his neck! Makoto stop!” confusing the ravenette and slightly irking him “What’s your deal, Yamagishi?” Banana hair chuckled at the ordeal in front of him, tilting his head to the side and letting his earring jingle “Hey, you guys know Takemichi Hanagaki?”

That made everyone, including you, dumbly snap your heads toward said guy who, poor him, was looking more and more confused (to not say unease) with the situation “Ta-Ta-Takemichi! It’s him!” the four eyed boy stammed, shakingly turning his head toward his friend “This is Valhalla’s number 3! Kazutora Hanemiya!” your eyes widened, looking at the guy from head to toe. This was a member from Valhalla? The same gang that tried to recruit you?! Oh, hell nha! Time to plan your escape and get the heck out of here!

In less than a second, Kazutora was already in front of Takemichi and engulfed him in a tight hug, giggling like a mad-man "YAAAY! I'm so happy!" he cheered happily, not giving the blue-eyed boy time to speak or even breathe. It might be your imagination but you're pretty sure that the 'Tiger' is suffocating the poor 'Bunny' "I had no idea there was a Toman member one grade below mine" 

You didn't dare to utter a sound, or make the slightest movement, you were still like a statue sitting on the chair while you looked in front of you. Maybe Kazutora really is like a tiger, if you don't move he won't see you. Let's hope Hanma isn't here too, otherwise throwing yourself out the window will really become your only choice. "OK Takemichi!" The unhinged boy declared, grabbing the poor boy's arm "Let's go to Valhalla's hideout!" He declares, dragging our crybaby hero out of the classroom.

No one of the Mizo Middle Five said anything as they watched their friends being kidnapped, too baffled and taken aback to even think of how to act under this situation. You however already knew what was supposed to be your next move. Once you were sure that the monster from Valhalla was out of the classroom, you jumped up from your seat before running towards one of the windows.

The remained boys watched as you opened it with even more confusion, wondering what exactly were you trying to do "Uh. . .dude. . .what the hell. . .are you doing?" Akkun asked you with slight worry in his tone. “I’m trying to survive,” was your only response, leaning out the window to assess the situation you were in. The Mizo Middle Five looked at each other, Makoto tapping his temple in a mocking gesture. "They are crazy, we are on the second floor"

You ignored their words, climbing to the edge of the window once you had found a suitable place to break your fall. "Hey you!" Your suicide attem–AHEM! Your escape attempt was nipped to the bud when the overly cherry voice of Kazutora reached your ears, making your freeze on the edge of the window as if you had been caught stealing candy from your parents. You slowly turned your head towards the door, noticing your new nightmare watching you from the doorway with Takemichi behind him. 

Maybe if you don't move he won't see you and will go away... it worked before, right? 

"Are you Stalker-chin?" He smiled widely, closing his eyes and tilting his head to the side, letting his earring jingle. You remained silent for a moment, still believing that the freeze response would work, but when the boy was still there waiting for an answer you opened your mouth "Nope, I'm creepy stranger. Now go away. I'm trying to do creepy shits" Maybe if he thinks that you are weird he will go away, right?

But if he is anything like Hanma then he might as well be into weird things!

"Hanma told me you were pretty amusing" Kazutora chuckled, making you immediately deflate like a balloon. You should have known that there isn't a normal guy in all of Tokyo, or at least, a guy who's in a gang. Bro! All the crazy ones to you! "Stalker-chin . . .what a strange nickname . . .only one person could give you such a disgusting one," he continued with his toothy grin. You grumbled under your breath, feeling pretty offended by his words.

Sure, you weren't a fan of the nickname Mikey gave you, in fact you hated it with all your heart at first, but it was starting to grow on you. And who does he think he is to insult you like that!? Especially when his meshes look like bananas! Banana guy! That's gonna be your new nickname for him. Giraffe and Banana, now you need a Monkey and you have the whole circus.

"I'll give you a new nickname!" Kazutora declared, placing a hand under his chin and looking down at you with his large, unblinking eyes. After the tenth second of this you began to feel very uncomfortable, debating whether you still had time to throw yourself out the window. "I've decided. From now on you will be Weirdo <3" the horrible nickname had genuinely taken you aback, almost made you actually fall backwards by the pure 'what the fuck' energy. 

What the hell is wrong with people giving you horrible nicknames? Are they all terrible at giving nicknames? Are you the exception? Are you the problem!? How long does it take to give you a normal nickname!? As if they are not the weird ones! 

Your eye twitched, mouth hung drastically low in what you could describe as pure disbelief. You honestly are scared of meeting more gangs in the future. Not for what they could do, but for what horrendous nickname they could come up for you next. This is actually insane, a joke from Lady Luck herself.

"Then Weirdo, come with me and Takemichi to the hideout of Valhalla!" His words immediately snapped you out of your confusion, bringing you back to reality "Don't even think about it Banana guy! I'm not joining your stupid gang! I already told that damn Giraffe!" You shouted indignant while holding onto the damn window. Akkun was already ready with his phone in case you truly tried to jump down.

You never know. . .you are pretty weird in his eyes.

"If you don't come with me, I'll break Takemichi's legs" he simply said with a smile on his lips as if he hadn't just threatened to make the poor blond unable to walk for the next few months. Behind him Takemichi shook his head frantically, white as a sheet with fear. You hummed, placing a hand over your chin in thought "I don't know dude. . .having your legs broken is a sacrifice I'm willing to do to not get wrapped in this situation. . .sorry not sorry"

At your words Takemichi gasped in shook "You are not being for real!" And you sadly looked away, wiping a fake tear from your eyes "It was nice knowing you Michi. . .but there is no way I'm willingly following someone who gives me awful nicknames"

"But you follow Mikey. . ."

"Correction: he kidnaps me against my will"

Kazutora said nothing, still wearing that smile of his, before walking over Takemichi and suddenly grabbed his leg, making him fall to the floor, followed but the Mizo Middle Five worried gasps "Woah! Woah! Fine! Fine! I'm coming! I'm coming! Jeez!" You immediately jumped out of the window, rushing towards your junior and the crazy Banana Guy he was. Kazutora stayed still, his hands around the blue-eyed boy's leg froze for a second before he let him go.

"I knew you would come with us, Weirdo" He then wrapped an arm around your shoulders, bringing you uncomfortably close to his body, to the point where your head was practically on his neck. "Now that we're all here, let's go!" he announced, dragging you away and signaling for Takemichi to follow you. 

You tries to get out of his grip, but Kazutora simply tightened it, sending you another smile "Oh, this is just for precautions. . .I have heard from 'Giraffe' your tendency to. . .flee the scene. It would sadden me to make you not resort to it with other ways" you paled at his words, slowly stopping trashing around to make sure that the next thing he would break after your horrible nickname would not be your legs.

"Nhe, are you _____?" He asked you after a couple of silent seconds. You nodded your head, lifting your eyebrow in slight curiosity "Why did you ask? Hanma was able to find my full legal name?" This prompted a chuckle from the unhinge teen "Nha"

"I just wanted to know what Baji found in you to be his friend"

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[haroun31]

"I will not join your gang!"

(Some excerpts from chapters 7-8 of my fic 'Kitty cat run run run' featuring Hanma and MC absolute wild first encounter, and to MC dismay not last)

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"A brawl? On the day of the festival. . ." Draken slowly stood up, swaying from side to side. And now what does this fool plan on doing?! He can't possibly go back and fight against 100 people that are out for his head! ". . .gotta my blood pumping!" He smirked, rubbing his wrists "Oi dude! Don't even think about it! Now you stay out of this shit so I can go home!" your words were, however, completely ignored when, after a war cry, everyone immediately ran toward each other, kicking and punching the nearest person. 

In the confusion, Takemichi inevitably ended up losing Draken "Oh no!" he panicked, snapping his head around, in hopes of locating the stronger boy "Michi! This way" he felt someone grab his wrist and tugging in a direction, his blue-eyes fell on you and he could feel relief wash over his body. His Compass is here, he will be able to easily find Draken this way! 

Just as you pushed your way through the crowd, avoiding punches and kickes, you suddenly caught a movement in the corner of your eye, letting go of Michi and lifting your arms you were just in time to block a kick "Oh my. You looked weaker" an older boy mocked, cracking his nuckles. "Ah? So you are so much of a coward to go for the weakers?" you rubbed your wrists, taking a fighting stance.

"Michi, you go. Draken is in that way" you pushed him behind you, earning a protest from the blonde "Are you sure!? You don't- " with a kick of your heel on his shin, you pushed him on going "Just go Michi, for fuck sake! This dude punches like a baby in confront of Baji!" Looking at you confident smile he nodded in determination, running away to save Draken "You will regret this, weakling" the Moebius guy cracked his neck and you lifted your fists "We will see"

You haven't really fought in a brawl before now, it always has been you sparring with Baji or picking a fight with some drunk asshole. It was your first time participating in a gang fight and you can't believe you are doing all of this for Draken. 

You blocked a punch, feeling the skin of your arms irritate before you sucked the air through teeth and kneed the guy in the stomach, he coughed, doubling over and giving you the opening to grab his hair and punch his face, letting him fall to the ground. You breathed heavily, feeling blood drip down from your lips and knuckles. This dude was out cold, this is your occasion to drag Draken out of this hell hole. You are pretty sure he has a concussion and you will be damned if you let Emma soon to be boyfriend, die in a freaking parking lot! 

"This suck" you muttered only to suddenly feel a sucker punch on your stomach "Yo, Toman' shit!" a giant laughed, clapping his hands as if this was the funniest shit ever "I'm not... with Toman. . .you fucker" you groaned, holding your stomach "Dont Care" he was about to crush your skull on the ground, when out of nowhere blonde locks entered your vision and someone blocked the punch "Chifuyu..." you muttered in relief "Is everything alright? Still holding up?" you nodded your head, wiping away the blood from your chin "Let's get home alive" he smirked, going back to throw fists with you watching his back and making sure no one would play dirty and pull a knife. 

You were about to try your luck again and reach Draken, when you only had the time to notice a kick threw in your way and block it at the last second, sending you down on the ground, you heard Chifuyu shout your name "My, on my" a jolly voice reached you ears and you just had the time to lift yourself before someone's face was inches away from yours "What do we have here? You are a new face In Toman" It was the giraffe! What was his name? Haha? No. Hamster? Nha. Hanma? Yes! That was this madman's name! "Ah, how about we talk, Stalker-chin? <3" 

Are you about to fight this batshit insane teenager?! No wait-

What did he call you?!

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To recap everything you failed to do: You failed to stay home warm and dry, you failed to stay out of Toman's business, you failed to stop Draken from continuing to fight with a bleeding head, you failed to not get caught in a gang fight, and you failed to not attract the attention of a psychopath. 

Man. . .you suck at keeping promises to yourself.

"Now, now, I'm pretty sure your target is Mikey, so how about you go over there and engage in an epic battle between you two monsters?" You could have easily taken your average middle schooler who wants to throw punches left and right but you're not going to take on whatever this giraffe is. Did you see how he easily stopped Manjiro's kick?! What the hell do you hope to do!? 

But Hanma didn't seem to have any initiative, as you were silently begging in thirty languages, to leave you alone and waltz away. Quite the opposite! "Oh? What's up? Are you not up for a conversation? Would you rather we fight instead? Not that I'd mind, I'm always up for a good dance" he laughed, running a hand through his wet hair and showing off his tattoo almost proudly "Nope, I'd rather not see your face in the first place" you quickly waved your hand in front of your face with a blank expression.

And while your taunt would usually enrage whoever was in front of you, that fact that by now you should've learned that no one here was your definition of normal, was yet to be engraved completely in your mind. Especially since our dear giraffe here, instead of getting mad, lowly chuckled "Amusing <3" 

To say that your expression quickly shifted into a disguted/disturbed one in under a millisecond was an understatement. You physically recoiled "Totally not what I'm trying to be" you took a step back just as he stepped foward.

"Oi jackass! Get a fight with one of your level" Chifuyu, bless his heart, was still in the area where you were and before you knew it, he tried to take on the giant that was Hanma. He felt a little guilty that you were dragged into such a mess even though you were not one of their members. The taller teenager easily avoided the blonde’s hits, looking a bit annoyed by the interruption "Tch, and now what the hell do you want?" Despite not landing any hits he was still being able to push Hanma away from you.

"Go Chifuyu! Go!" You cheered, elbowing a random guy in face before he could try and hit you. However once you lifted your gaze your eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of your best friend's body laying on the concrete visibly in pain and while clunching his stomach. Are you kidding me!? He was supposed to be your damn ticket to escaping. And worst of all? No sight of the giraffe anywhere! What!? You just took off your eyes for a second, you swear!

"Join Valhalla" you recognized his jolly voice somewhere on your right and you instinctively lifted your arms just in time to block a hit once again. The blow was still horrendously painful and for a second you swear you heard something crack "Wh–" Another kick didn’t leave you the thought of lowering your defenses "Someone able to track down any enemy with just a photo and their senses alone? Ahah! Imagine how easy it would be to find out and punish traitors and other gang leaders! No one would dare to try and hide!" Hanma kept hitting you, not giving you the time to beath "Because there would be no point!"

Valhalla. . .this name is new, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that it's just another gang. The thing that scares you the most, though, is how someone like Hanma knew about your peculiar ability. You're certainly not one to show off, especially since you don't use it often. The only ones who know about it are your friends . . .and Toman. Did one of the boys tell Hanma? Did Mikey let it slip? Peh-ya? 

"Eyes here" if you reacted a second later your head most likely would have been smashed again concrete. Despite this you were finally able to create a bit of distance from the giraffe, who looked satisfied with the dance you two just had "He said that you will be an important asset to crush Toman and I can't help but starting to understand it, so! Why won't you join us Stalker-chin!" He spread his arms with that same crazy smile in his face, eyes full of twisted joy and excitement.

"Don't call me that" you breathed out, feeling your arms burn. . .most likely already painted in beautiful bruises "Uh?" Hanma grinned, tilting his head to the side "That horrendous nickname. . .only Mikey can call me that. It's his damn nickname, find one better" you narrowed your eyes at his stupid smile "And you can forget about me joining your dumb gang! Not now, not ever" this just prompted a low "Ah?" from the back of the taller male "I know that you are most likely disgustingly loyal to Toman bu–"

"You are wrong"

That made him stop, curiously lifting an eyebrow at your sudden words "I'm not with Toman in the first place, I'm not in a gang in the first place and I intend for it to remain like this" you doubt that this would stop him in any way but you hope that by being stubborn enough he would soon get tired of chasing you and forget about this stupid thing. After all, how important could it might be your skill in the first place?

"Then how you got here?" He leaned foward, making you take a step back "A series of bad decisions" this guy really gives you the creeps, you can't understand what's going on behind those insane eyes and it was driving you up to a wall "Does that mean that you are up for the grabs?"

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"Fuck no!? I'm not some sort of abandoned puppy you can pick up from the side of the road, you damn giraffe!" Your eyes twitched, a vein popping on your forehead because UH!? What the hell was his damn problem!? No way you were seriously able to dig yourself a grave so early on with attracting HIS attention out of everyone! Shit! You weren't even suppose to be here!

"Alright then" Hanma chuckled, cracking his neck and in just a second your intuition screamed at you that you were in danger. In an awfully lot of danger! "I will just have to beat you up until you accept it, pretty face <3" he loudly declared, pulling off some type of unhinge smile followed by a laugh. You could clearly see how much he was waiting for an occasion to just release whatever pent up energy he had Fucking crazy giraffe. . .

"Wait!" You lifted your bruised arms just as he was about to swing a hit. Hanma stopped, lifting an eyebrow. Was it that easy to make you change your mind? Shame. He hoped to have some more fun before forcibly drag you into his gang. Showing how he is not someone to be messed with, you know? Making sure you wouldn't pull up some sort o backstabbing tendency, no matter how much you were amusing.

"Because we start shredding each others to pieces" you started, feeling your heart beating widly in your chest, as if it was about to tore through your flesh and skin. The rain softly hit your soaked clothes, damping even more your wet hair "I once met a man who revealed to me the secret of winning every single fight, no matter how strong my opponent might be" Hanma said nothing, just looked at you with that stupid smile of his, extremely amused by your little story.

"He called it some sort of family secret technique" you continued, flashing him a determined smile, while taking a fighting stance, spreading your legs, raising your arms and closing your fists "And that is–" suddenly you turned around and sprinted through the thick crowd of teenagers beating eachothers to a pulp.

"To run away!"

Hanma blinked in midly disbelief, expecting most likely anything but you ditching him mid fight. ". . .Uh?" It honestly left him quite flabbergasted and taken aback, before a sudden laugh bubbled in his throat and spilled out of his lips, act worth of the most messed up villain in cinema's history. The Joker is nothing in confront. "Why are you running away right at the best moment? Have I scared you?" He was about to start the chase when his path was suddenly blocked by someone, making him tch in a mixture of annoyance and amusement once his eyes clashed with two void like ones.

"Mikey. . ."

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(You can find the fic both on Wattpad and Quotev)

[haroun31]

Where the hell is your caretaker, Manjiro Sano!?

(A chapter from my book 'Kitty cat run run run' featuring MC and Mikey beefing like children because they share one braincell.)

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A challenging look, the air inside the shop began to heat up, as if the artificial lights were about to explode at any moment. Customers strolled through aisles of shelves and food, completely unaware of the storm that was brewing just moments inside the store. Foolish them! If only they had paid more attention, if only they had paid more attention to detail! 

They would then have made the wise choice to run away so as not to be entangled in the dispute between two hungry middle schoolers too stubborn to back down from a challenge. Oh! The worst combo! 

The poor clerk is already blankly looking at the two little demons on the verge of shredding each other to pieces for a sweet treat he probably has more in the back. But is he gonna do something? 

Hell no. Free drama made by petty middle schoolers? He is not paid enough to solve their problems.

And that's how you and the cute blond boy ended up in a cold war. Your fingers curled around the plastic of the Dorayaki, while his directly over yours so as not to let you run away with his beloved treat. You both smiled, but the atmosphere around was anything but friendly. A bolt of lightning passed between the two of you and your eye twitched "Oh look. . .it looks like you're blocking my hand, good sir, if you'd be so kind could you let me go? 

Mikey didn't move a muscle though, his smile shifting into a pout "No way! I got here first, this Dorayaki is mine" if that were possible, a vein would have popped on your forehead at his ABSURD statement, but your smile didn't falter, instead it stiffened even more. "I don't think so" who does this kid believe to be? Whining and pouting like a child. He might be as adorable as you want, looking like that, but his cuteness won't make your hunger go away fast enough to let him have YOUR Dorayaki.

"My hand clearly touched the plastic wrap first"

"My eyes fell on it first though"

"Does not matter"

"Then your hand doesn't matter either"

The air got even more tense around you two, who at this point were butting heads together. For a second it felt like you were back at the day you first met Baji for the first time and were fighting over Makkya. . .this time however you are not willing to share shit. It might have not been visible but all the clients were finally sensing the extremely dark aura coming from you two and hurriedly scrambles away. 

Middle schoolers fighting? Yea, no one would like to be near one of those Spawn of Satan.

"Give me one good reason why I should give you what's mine?" you asked, pushing his head with your forehead "Because I'm hungry! And I want to eat this!" the boy replied, pushing your head with his forehead in return "I'm not giving you my lunch! I skipped breakfast this morning and I'm starving" it was your turn to push him back again, gaining ground "That sounds like a you problem to me" blondie argued back.

You two shared a long lasting eye contact in the most tense silence ever. Not far away a couple of people peered around the corner, curious about who between the two of you will come out as winner but too scared to actually come closer. The clerk simply blinked and took out a magazine before placing it over his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

Could those two middle schooler destroy the shop? Probably.

Does he care? . . .Nha.

After a couple of seconds of your deep stare, both you and Mikey jumped back, searching inside your pockets something before taking it out and placing it between the two of you "There!" You exclaimed at the same time, opening your hands and both showing 200 yen. . . "How is that possible?!" This is not good! You can’t decide who deserves the Dorayaki if you have the same money!

"Alright!" You both declared, taking out your ID and letting who is older take the sweet treat. . .only to find out that both of you were the same age!

You eye twitched before you lowered you gaze, letting your bangs hide your eyes "There is only one solution. . ." The blonde boy followed you suit, also lowering his head "It seems so. . ." The people behind the corner all held their breaths, already imagining these two kids throwing hands at eachothers.

"Let's settle this!" You lifted your head with a determined look, raising your fist "It's the only way!" Mikey agreed, also lifting his fist. The clients covered their mouths, some eating popcorns, and the clerk placed an ear bud to drown out the chaos around him just as you two threw your hands.

"Rock! Paper! Scissors!" You two screamed, only to choose scissors at the same time "Rock! Paper! Scissors!" You tried again, matching the rock this time "Rock! Paper! Scissors!" You opened your hand, just to see the pretty boy do the same "Rock! Paper! Sciss–"

"Mikey?"

Your challenge was suddenly interrupted by a soft, almost dulcet voice, making you freeze in place, your hand ready to form a pair of scissors while his was a piece of paper. Your eyes shifted to the side to then fall on a blonde girl, probably a little younger than you. She was holding a bag full of groceries in her hands as she looked at Mikey with a look that screamed disappointment. 

She seemed completely done with whatever stupid shit his brother was doing at the moment and you could only pity her. If you had to deal with this childish grown ass man too you would have jumped out of the nearest window. 

"Oh Emma" the blondie pouted, puffing his cheeks and battling his eyelashes like a doll "Can you tell this mean person that they are stealing what's mine?" At the accusation you snapped your head toward him with a baffled expression, ready to bite him back before hearing the poor girl letting out a deep sigh, she sounded so tired.

You felt so bad about her.

. . .

Sigh, you are gonna do it, aren’t you?

“Whatever, you can take it,” you tsked, lifting your hand from your Dorayaki with a scowl, before stuffing them into your pockets and walking away. You passed by the sweet girl, who gave you a little bow and muttered an apology, while her brother was celebrating his victory behind you, which made the loss feel even more bitter. 

But you ignored him, pushing your way through the crowd (who had rushed to pretend they hadn't spied on you until a few seconds ago) and made your way out of the shop. 

Once your shoes hit the pavement, Makkya was already there to greet you with a loud meow, before tilting his head at the lack of sight of food on your part. Soon enough your eyes got shiny and your shoulders started shaking before you fell to the ground and a dark cloud formed above you.

"Damn the cute guys!"

•●•

Your first meeting with Toman has not been the best one so far.

You bolted out of there as soon as an argument between Manjiro and Draken exploded, opening a way for you to run away before any of them could notice. To say that you jumped both Baji and Chifuyu the next day to choke them, was an understatement. They both apologised (*cough* *cough* only Chifuyu *cough* *cough*) but alas damage was already done. You have been caught into the sight of Sano Manjiro and your life, will never be as paceful as before. . .

Not when he would randomly barge into your classroom, in the middle of the lesson, demanding to have your attention. 

How the hell did he found out what was your classroom? Your school? You in general?!

Being kidnapped by a childish over excited golden retriver was definetely not on your bucket list, nor was finding out that your teacher JUST LET HIM?! "O-Oi! Aren't suppose to reprimand him? He is dragging me away in the middle of the lesson!" You gasped out, holding for dear life on the corner of the door while Mikey was trying to drag you away with his arms around your waist and Draken by his side was pinching the bridge of his nose like a tired mom.

Your teacher ignored the commotion, leafing through her book nonchalanty "Remember to bring them back by the last period, Sano, they have a test" she waved him off earning a deadpan from your classmates and a flabbergasted expression from you. Why are all adults so goddamn irresponsible these days?! 

"You don't have to worry miss!" Mikey beamed, giving her a closed eye smile and tightened his grip on your waist who, in contrary, stubborly held on the door. If no one wan't to help you then you are gonna save yourself all alone! 

"Oh For god sake" Draken grumbled, stepping on your hands with his shoes and making you let go in pain, allowing Mikey to hoist you up on his shoulder like a sack of potatos and run away.

"Remember to bring them back by the last period" 

"This is why you are underpaid, you hag!" 

You have no idea why Mikey suddenly evolved such interest in your regards and you almost don't want know what's going on in his head, but he seemed awfully determined in making you join his damn Gang. "Why don't you join Toman, Stalker-chin?" he would ask every single time, getting awfully in your personal space while you loudly, denied him, only for Draken to back him up "Mikey said that he want you in his gang, so join us" 

Who do they believe to be?! Your parents?? Be cute as you want but you will not join them! 

"Then show me your cool skill, stalker-chin!" he made a point to drag your awful nickname as long as possible. Maybe it was this that drew Manjiro Sano to you. Your unique ability, which you guess IS pretty amusing "I want to talk with Baji, but my phone is dead. Can you find him for me?" he would ask, scrolling through his obviously charged phone and you would deadpan ready to refuse his absurd request "We won't let you go until you do as Mikey said" Draken would nonchalanty add, leaning the back of his head in his hands as he laid on the grass.

You looked at the two boys blankly before cursing under your breath ". . .you bastards. . ." before starting to walk in the direction you were sure your black-haired friend was, without waiting for them to catch up. Though, despite how much you whine and curse the man- child and his care-taker, they weren't such a bad company. Whenever they weren't trying to kidnap you or join their gang that's it. 

"We are terribly sorry _____"

"No, we are not "

God, Chifuyu had to held you back from punching Baji in the face, while he was playing with Makkya "You have no more choices, doggy. You earned Mikey's interest" you groaned, letting Chifuyu sitting you down on the ground with him behind you, arms around your body and chin on your shoulder to make sure you wont jump the black-haired boy.

"Still with this dumb nickname?" you grumbled with a sigh "The first time I met you, you were soaking like a wet dog and you tried to bite me" he simply said, showing off his fangs "And you look like one" was your argument "With those fangs of yours and demeanor of a guard dog. I can already see the ears and tails"

"You both are dogs now quit it"

Oh Chifuyu, the mouth of the truth. 

•●•

One

Two

Three 

"Stalker-chin!"

The door of your classroom was slammed open but no one flinched. Black void-like eyes shifted around the room, as you were contemplating if you should just jump out of the window, before they fell or your figure. His smile widened while you tried hard to ignore him. He is not real, he is not real, he is not real, he is not rea–

"Let's go for a ride"

He was alone today, his care-taker (Draken) nowhere to be seen which made you responsable for this man-child. 

"You have a bike?" you tried to keep your bubbling excitment down, desperately hiding it under a veil of nonchalant. Despite not being in a gang there is something you always found fascinating. And those were motorcycles. 

You always admired people who could ride bikes, whenever they were gangsters or not, every time feeling jealously bubbling in your chest. You also want to ride those gems, to feel the wind ruffling your hair, the smell of gasoline as you rode through the streets of Tokyo. Alas they were too expensive for your mother to buy one, she never said anything about money but you always noticed the checks and slightly twitch of mother's lips at the end of the month.

And you were too young to work and buy it yourself. So all you can do is being patience until you can put your hands on your first bike ever–Ah! You already thought of the color and the name! The way you will decorate it and your first place where ride it!

Everything–will be perfect!

"You seem excited" Mikey pointed out 

"I'm not" you denied with a straight face as sparklers in your eye betrayed your words 

"Sure you aren't " he motioned to hop on his bike and you didn't let him tell you twice before teleporting behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist as he started the vehicle, speeding off. You felt the wind ruffling your hair, your heart beating widly as you imagined yourself in Mikey's place, feeling the engine heating up and the tires eating the cement 

"Enjoying yourself?" the blond boy inquired, earning a nod on your part "I will be be honest, Mikey. Since I was young I always dreamed of riding a motorciclye myself" you admit, observing the scenery passing by "You do?" the young Sano asked, not keeping his gaze off the road "Yea but I can't afford a bike yet. I already rode with both Baji and Chifuyu before, but neither of them would let me drive their precious gems" 

At your wonds Mikey chuckled and you kept going "Baji sald that he will let me use his baby the day I beat him in a fight, but between us two I will never be able to. No matter for how long he trains me" it came out as a grumble and it made the boy in front of you laughed harder. Then an idea spawned in your head and you put on your best cute smile "Hey, wouldn't you be a dear and let me try your bike?" 

However all you get where more laughs "Only if you join Toman!"

"Ugh" you exhaled, leaning your cheek on his back and closing your eyes, letting a paceful silence settle between the two of you. Which was weird, because Mikey never shut up. "Ne, why are you so against joining a gang?" he finally spoke after a couple of minutes, his tone strangely soft "If you are scared of being hurt you don't have to worry, I will be there to protect you" at those words you scoffed, turning your head until your forehead was against his back. 

"I'm not a newborn, I don't need protection, not after Baji's awfull training" you groaned, rolling your eye. Your eyes lowered, finally deciding to answer his questions after a couple of minutes of silence. "You know, Mikey, there are only two way a Gang can end up as. 

Either it get disbanded.

Or it turns into a criminal organization"

°○°

(The fanfict is available both on Wattpad and Quotev)

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I love your works!!!!

Thank you so much!!

I wish I could write more these days, especially since I have so many requests piling here on Tumblr, but exams season is drop kicking me.

I'm also getting cooked for 'ignoring' my older fics like 'Pickle for your thoughts' and 'Army dreamers' in favor of the new Tokyo rev fic 'Kitty cat run run run' Lmao. But I promise that I will be back to those as well. . .especially since I miss so little about my Hnk fic to finish it!!

So please hang there for a little while! I will be back in no time!

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Hey I love your writing! I was wondering if you can do the reader’s reaction after phos’s change after the winter arc? Take your time, no need to rush ^^

(Hi! Sorry for the inactivity but someone hacked in my tumbler account and just recently was able to get it back. It's a bit short but I hope you won't mind)

POST-WINTER PHOS X READER

Winter was a mystery to you. You had never (or never could) stay awake during the cold and dark winter. Your inclusions would not allow it. So you had always seen winter and Antarc as something mystical, something out of your reach. And if you were honest, something scary too.

So it had come as a huge surprise, when after yet another hibernation, you had awoken from your long slumber only to find yourself an unfamiliar gem. Short peppermint hair, arms glittering with gold, and an expression as cold as the winter you fear. The first thought that passed through your mind was that Anatarc must have found a new gem similar to your dear Phos.

Yet the way his weird golden hand twitched when he gave you your new uniform, the way his peppermint eyes glinted with familiarity and his soft voice all screamed that you knew him. You knew this gem!

And the fact that you couldn't find your bubbly best friend sleeping under some blankets and pillows, messing his beautiful winter clothes like usual was even more of a proof. This new gem, who went through the harsh winter and tiring hibernation, was in fact the same gem you used to pick up flowers with in the field. The one you used to end up in trouble with, the one who made you crack from anxiety about his well being.

Your dear Phos. He changed so much.

You literally closed your eyes with his soft features as the last thing you saw and in a second everything you knew was flipped upside-down.

It wasn't easy, at start, getting used to this Phos. To this closed, more mature version of himself. "Phos" you remember his name slipping past your lips when you processed his changes "I became stronger" he just said to you, but you could see in the way that he trembled with each step that he wasn’t ok at all.

"You are beautiful"

Not flashy, not weird, not different. He was beautiful in your eyes. No matter how much later on Rutile expressed the need to cover his agata legs. You saw his eyes wide for a fraction of a second, his alloy hands shifted, bubbling like boiled water. Then his legs gave up. They didn't crumble, they didn't break, they were just heavy. So he feel to his knees, covering his face with his alloy "You are always so kind to me. You are so kind to someone who doesn't deserve it"

You weren't kind. Or at least, no more than Yellow or Dia. You were simply honest. No matter the time that passed, no mater how much the terrifying winter changed him, he was and still is beautiful as ever. You will mourn the Phos you once you, you will mourn his innocence and happiness. You will mourn the days passed goofing around and the winters spent sleeping next to eachothers.

You will mourn everything and treasure the new Phos as best as you could. You weren't there when he was at his lowest so you need to make up during the spring.

The winter is scary, and your best friend was amazing for surviving it.

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Can I have some headcanons of Jade x human reader?

There’s barely any content of him

●| Jade x reader Head-Canon |●

● Our favorite president is a nervous wreck whenever you are near him. You are so different from the gems, in Sensei's words so fragile! As one of the most resilient gems, Jade is afraid of accidentally hurt you.

● Everytime he has some trouble or wonders about you, he would sprint toward his dear Sensei to ask for advice as to not mess everything up.

● He is the president, the one who keep the order around the school, so of course he needs to be an excellent example for all the gems in the school, you included. That, though, can lead him to overwork himself trying to find a solution for the recently problem arised. Which always lead you or Euclase to go and check him up.

● More you than the bi-colored gem since you are his partner, and everytime Jade would straightening his back and pretend to not be overwhelmed with work just to jot worry you and not appear unreliable.

● To which you would flicked his forehead and force him to take a break and relax under the sun rays somewhere near a patch of flowers while you cuddled by his side.

● He is a little awkward with affection, especially since gems aren't used to all of this contact, so you could see him stiff a board while his face slowly turned redder and redder while you hugged him or held his hand 'Be a good partner, be a good partner, be a good partner, be a good pa–' probably his thoughts.

● You are the last thing he sees before going to hibernation and the first thing he lays he gaze on, immediately checking that everything was OK and that you weren't hurt.

● Will ask you to wake up Sensei in his regard after he accidentally broke his hand doing so.

● His love language us act of service, he will make sure to cater to all your needs and keep the order inside the school, like the excellent president he is.

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Can I request a female human reader x Phos' different versions? They are all in the same room at the same time. (Only Young Phos, Post-winter Phos, Moon Phos, and Invasion Phos) They are clinging to the reader at the same time.

●| THERE IS MORE OF YOU!? |●

Various Phos x f!reader

You have no clue how this could have happened, nor do you really want to think about it to be honest, because none of this should be possible, no sir.

"____ is my best friend! That means that all of you need to leave her alone!"

Your eye twitched, not that you could have done much more since you were pinned down from head to toe by . . .your best friend? Multiple best friends of yours?

"Oh hush! We are all you so that means she is also our best friend, which means we can all have her precious time as much as you"

Multiple Phosphophyllites surrounded you as if you were the gem among the humans rather than the other way around. How is that possible. Multiple Phos. Each one from a different moment in your best friend's life.

Your sweet innocent Phos, the one with long hair and a bubbly personality which led him in more trouble than he would like to admit. And who now was hugging your waist with such strenght you were afraid he would be able to snap you in half. An adorable pout adorned his lips while he peppermint eyes glared at his future version with disdain.

Post-Antarc incident Phos, who wasn't able to get over Antarc' loss and was forced to mature too early and too quickly. With his golden arms he embraced your right one, resting his head on yours in a deathly silence, as if he was afraid that you might disappear at any moment. His grip was firm but not painful and he didn't seem to pay much attention to the other versions of himself except for fleeting glances at the one from his past, so joyful and harmless.

The Phos who went to the moon and came back, with his deep blue hair, stolen from Lapis Lazuli's head. His heterochromatic eyes were set on his younger self with mirth splashing in them. His golden arms were wrapped around your left arm like an anchor, leaning his full body weight on you, as if he wanted you to become one with him. A mischievous smirk graced his lips, sending a defiant sign to the young Phos.

And then there was him. A version you had never seen, a broken, half-destroyed version, disfigured into what you could only describe as a demon. With alloy spikes protruding from his neck and back, his single white eye was trained on you, expressing no clear or understandable emotion. He made you uncomfortable, if you were honest, especially since he hadn't spoken yet.

"But I'm so much cuter than all of you! I'm the original so go away!" Young Phos whined, tightening his grip around your waist and burying his face in your stomach. The action prompted a quiet gasp, as you could feel your soul fighting to stay inside your body and not fly away. Whether it was because Young Phos was squeezing your life out or because having four beautiful gems around you weren't sure.

"But I'm much more handsome, so your argument is invalid" Moon Phos teased, leaning the top of his head against your cheek and looking at you through his lashes "I'm more handsome than him, right?" You could feel the grip of your soul on your body weaken as your face exploded red and your strength disappeared, letting your head fall against Winter Phos's chest, prompting his golden hand to come and tap your warm cheek while Moon Phos giggled in amusement at the sight you were in.

"Is someone flustered?"

Yea, you are not gonna survive them.

"Plus we're all the same gem, right? Of course we all love ____" Winter Phos pointed out, raising an eyebrow. Her words processed in Young Phos's mind before a high pitch screech escaped his lips and he straightened his back "There is no way!" he screamed, whipping his head from one version of himself to the other with a horrified look "There's no way I'm one of you! He has weird golden arms and a less adorable face than mine" he pointed a finger at Winter Phos, before moving it to Moon Phos.

"You don't even have the same color as my hair! And you're too. . .! Too. . .! Too weird! With your fake smiles and your bright eye." Young Phos shivered before slowly turning his gaze to Broken Phos and instantly shrinking at the sight. "And! And most of all, I'm not like him! I'm so much cuter and cuddlier! There is no way I could become something like that! No way!"

Broken Phos eyes narrowed, making the young gem freeze "You are so darn annoying. . ." Young Phos screeched, huddling closer to you "Go away! Go away! Go away! I'm too cute to end up like that!" As for you, you could feel the ever-increasing attentions slowly cooking you. Between the warm hugs of the young gem, the affectionate touches of the older one, the teasing words of the blue one, and the protective-murderous look of the broken one, thinking about anything was more than impossible.

"I'm. . .im not gonna survive this. . ."

Broken Phos got closer, dragging his sword with the alloy melting behind him, causing all the gems around you to stiffen "You know. . .since you are all me I don't mind sharing dear ____'s attention with you, but. . ." Moon Phos hummed with an apologetic smile as you could feel Winter Phos leaning his head away to get ready for a confrontation and Young Phos trembled against you "But there's no chance we're going to let her near someone like him!" he cried out, waving his hand as if it could shoo Broken Phos away.

Moon Phos hummed, and before you could utter words you felt his alloy wrap around your waist and the next second you were on his shoulder as the blue gem started running away to the surprise of you and the others "And that's why I'm going to carry her to safety while you two hold him off" he hummed in a mischievous way. The other three versions remained frozen in place, trying to understand what had happened.

The first to snap out of it was Young Phos who immediately gave chase with angry shouts "Where do you think you're going!? You can't kidnap my best friend!" Winter Phos followed soon after, deforming his alloy arms to try to catch up with you and Broken Phos wasn't far behind.

"I'll tear you all to pieces if you don't let her go."

Oh boy. . .and now how do you fix the situation without them pulverizing each other?

(I'm sorry guys if it's taking a while to do your requests but I promise that I will do all of them-working on the Jade one rn)

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Can you do reactions of Young Phos, Post-Winter Phos, Moon Phos, and Genocide/Revenge Phos to someone hurting the female human reader who they love so badly that she almost died?

●| Who Hurt You!? |●

■If someone were to almost kill you, how would they react?■

Tw: blood, violence

●| Young Phos |●

● Phos froze, unable to do anything but watch as an unbearable fear and confusion overwhelmed his inclusion anchoring him on the spot. He didn't know what to do, any idea was immediately overwhelmed with thousands other and that let him frozen on spot with the trembling of his eyes the only movement his inclusions permitted him.

● It was the first time he met the Lunarians so up close, it was the first time he was alone with them, it was the first time he ever had to actually fight them. So fear engulfed him before rationality.

● He was just showing you around the island, making flower crowns and having a good time with his favorite person. He didn’t expect for the Lunarians to appear so suddenly and out of nowhere and it froze him.

● Then there was you, bless your heart, his dear best friend, the only one who would put up with his bubbly personality without getting tired of it. You must really like him, uh? For pushing him away from the shower of arrows and getting hit in his place.

● Phos didn't know that humans could store so much red juice inside them, he didn't know it could stain the grass around you two like a canvas, he didn't know you get pierced and not broken apart like the gems. He didn't know and it must have fried his inclusion because suddenly he was frozen like a statue, his horrified gaze pinned on your unmoving body pierced with arrows as his ears could pick up the sound of string bows tense up and another attack ready to be released.

● Bort came just in time to destroy the Sun spot, followed by the rest of the gems as Phos slowly fell to his knees, never moving away his eyes from your shut ones in stunned silence.

● He couldn't do anything. . .he couldn't do anything and you almost died. He almost lost you forever because he wasn't strong enough to do something, to protect you. . .and worse of all, it happened the reverse. You are like this because you protected him.

● What kind of best friend would let the other almost fade away from existence?

●| Post-winter Phos | ●

● Post-winter Phos promised himself that he will protect you from everything and anything. He was stronger now, he wasn't scared anymore, he will move.

● He tried, really, Phos tried with all his might, with all his strenght to not let anything hurt you. Not now that he is stronger!. . .yet. . .yet he still. . .failed. . .?

● He already lost Anatarc, he doesn’t want to lose anyone else! Please! Especially not you!

● He knew how you were more fragile under some aspects than them. He knew that, yet he still let someone hurt you badly. The dog Lunarian was able to get into the school, into the sanctuary that he thought would be the safest place in the island. Phos was searching you all around the school, frantically pushing his legs to be faster.

● His ears found you before his eyes did. A shout, a curse and then a loud thud! When he finally reached you, your body was suspended by the leg as one of the dog copy slammed you against a pillar, leaving a deep red mark on it.

● Something snapped inside Phos and before he knew it he cut down the dog, over and over again, until it let go of you. The peppermint gem was already there to catching you in his alloy arms, cradling you closer to his chest while he could feel his inclusions crack inside him the more he looked at you.

● This time he moved and immediately brought you to Sensei, he doesn’t care if he is meditating, he will crack his head open to wake him up if it's necessary. Your life is so fleeting, how could he even think of losing precious seconds.

● He will remain by your side as Rutile and Sensei made their possible to keep you from the other side of death. His peppermint eyes would be pinned on your figure, watching the blood cake your skin and clothes before he couldn’t take it anymore and crack himself to pieces.

● The guilt was too much, it was eating him alive.

● He would be rebuilt and immediately be by your side once again, before not being able to cope with your condition and crumble once again. The gems opted to built him after you were deemed stable and alive or he would have kept auto destroy himself much much longer.

●| Moon Phos |●

● If something were to happen to you, Moon Phos would just snap, no question asked. Thanks to Lapis's head he wouldn't hesitate even for a second, with his only objective to get you to a safe place.

● Be it during a raid, in the caos of the battle you had been accidentally caught in the middle of it with one of the earth gems wounding you almost mortally. It wasn't even their intentions but it just happened.

● Moon Phos wouldn't even froze for a second to process what has just happened like in the past. He doesn't need to with Lapis's head. He would take out the threat, smashing the gem who hurt you before running toward your body to check up the damage.

● He would create a shield with his alloy before scooping you up and run away to call back the Lunarians and cutting short the raid to make sure you would survive.

● He is not visibly panicking, his hands doesn't tremble and his inclusions doesn't crack as his mind is only filled with one objective, take you to safety. He can crack later but not now with your life in danger.

● Once again he wouldn't leave you alone as you get treated, keeping one of his alloy hands tightly wrapped around yours and grimacing whenever he felt your warmth drop down. He doesn't care, he won't move from that chair until you wake. Not even if Aechmea is calling from him and will glare away any Lunarians that suggests him to leave you alone.

●| Invasion Phos |●

● If Moon Phos cracked only one gem, Invasion Phos will brutaly grind down everyone who dared to just lay even a finger on you. He was tired of playing mister nice and understandanding.

● The earth gems were desperated, they didn't know what more to do to stop Phos and the only solution they could came up with was to hurt you. They might have thought that seeing you half dead would crumble down Phos to the point of cracking up, but how wrong they were. Such fools.

● No, seeing you badly hurt did not crack up Phos, it did just fuel his anger and thirst for revenge. And no one will be able to stop him, not now that they dared to hurt you out of everyone.

● His bloodlust won't be placted until he grinded to dust each and every single earth gem, no matter if they were innocent or culprits. He didn't have mercy on anyone.

● He would glare at the Lunarians as the healed you up, ready to slice them if they hurt you even in the slightless. He wasn't in the mood to joke around with your health anymore.

[haroun31]

What do you think Rutile would be like with a human reader who’s really good at building or crafting things? (Maybe because they used to be an artist or something similar)

●| The Art And The Artist |●

● Rutile loves you, he swears he does. . .but you really need to stop barging inside his laboratory with a proud smile and a new cut on your hand because you have been working with wood all night along and the tiredness made you slip up the scalpel on your hand!

● "Rutile!" A smile broke on his lips as the gem heard your voice calling out to him making him promptly answer "Yes?" He turned his head around, letting his gaze fall on your awkward. . .even nervous smile. . .uhm. . .not good.

"Look!" You proudly said, showing him the arm you kept hidden until now, which was decorated by a long cut on your forearm. Rutile froze, the tools in his hands slipping from his grip and falling down onto the floor.

None of you said anything as blood dripped down your arm.

"Again?"

"Again"

● He does love you, Rutile swear that he loves you. . .what he loves less are constant panic attacks you gave him due your job. He might be the doctor, sure, but he is the doctor of GEMS not HUMANS. You are so different from them and so much more delicate with the need of blood inside your body and the possible infections you guys can get–HOW is he suppose to have a normal blood pressure with you in his life? (He doesn’t have one in the first place)

● And your job doesn’t help. Placed togheter with the craftmen-brothers Peridot and Sphene, you had been assigned to build up tools and create art to decorate the school and make it less devoid of color. Which means using dangerous and sharp objects, which means that you are gonna hurt yourself more than usual, which means that usually your dates are passed with the doctor patching you up and you apologizing and promising to shower him in affection as a reward for his endless patience.

● Admittedly, Rutile consider your crafting skills one of the best he ever witnessed. He doesn't know hoe you do it but, despite lacking the glitter that all the gems have, you are still able to shine through your works. His own lab is studded with any types of your masterpieces, paintings, statues, tools, everything there was basically built by you.

● You are big gift giver, if it wasn't yet clear, and Rutile could feel his inclusions melt whenever you gifted him something, looking proud and with bandages littering your hands, arms and legs which only reminded him how much you put in making these gift for him. In return, the reddish gem promised himself to take the best care of you. And not only physically.

● Like him, you are also a workaholic and tend to pass nights upon night working and perfecting your new masterpiece. So Rutile made his mission to remind you to go to bed each night if he caught you still awake. And if you refuse to take care of your sleeping schedule. . .usually a 'dissecting threat' does the work.

● "Oh Rutile! I never saw this bowl before now!"

    "My lover made it"

    "What about this box?"     "My lover made it"

    "And this painting?"     "My lover made it"     ". . .and this tool?"

    "My lover made it"

    "Just say that everything here is made by. . .them"

[haroun31]

Hello I love your work

I was hoping that I can get a

Padparadscha x reader Where The Reader thinks he is really beautiful and something with brushing his hair and thank you have a lovely day

■Padparadscha × reader■

●| My Love, Mine All Mine |●

Life is honestly unfair.

How is it possible that it is able to generate living beings of incomparable beauty to the most wonderful landscapes ever touched by man . . .just to say 'Nhaaaaa, how about we nerf them?' Because of course nothing could be perfect in this world, not even your gorgeous red head partner, cursed to be the gem version of sleeping beauty. With those long and curly red locks, his deep and warm shining eyes and his calm expression, Padparadscha can't possibly be the the reincarnation of Aphrodite and an healty gem.

Noooooooo.

He had to be born with holes in his chest, binding him to a never ending sleep and a shorter and shorter awake each time his consciousness would come back.

It's not fair! Life its not fair!

"Are you really sad about me possibly falling unconscious once again?" His gloved hand patted your hair, fingers pushing away your locks before they trailed down your chin "You are so beautiful yet doomed to be locked away in a BOX! This is a crime against the world itself, stripped away from your sight!" You whined, drappling your arms over the side of the wooden box, laying your chin over it and pouting as Padpa's hand trailed back toward your hair.

The red gem let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head "What a shame really, uh? My beauty locked away forever" he joked around closing his eyes and tilting his head to the side "Mhmm. . .what is this? I feel like the dream land is calling me back" at his words you suddenly jumped up, a gasp escaping your lips "Don't you dare hide away your beauty once again! How long has it been since you awoke? Three days?! Let me bask in your presence a little longer, please!" You joined your hands, squeezing your eyes shut.

"Also because I'm pretty sure that Rutile will literally crumble to pieces if you fall asleep once again"

Padpa chuckled, resting his head on his knees and looking at you with an amused grin. “But I feel so sleepy. . .” You groaned and throwed your head back before grasping his arm and trying to drag him out of the box. “Come on! Don’t say that! I’m sure it’s because you haven’t gotten enough sun and your inclusions are still half asleep!” With great difficulty you managed to lead Padpa out into the open, not too far from the school.

Sitting down in the middle of a patch of flowers you immediately got to work, letting your partner relax under the sun and enjoying the succulent light that nourished his red inclusions. Your hands caressed several flowers, each with a different color from the other like in a painter's palette. Plucking the ones you considered most beautiful, you enjoyed placing them between the red locks of the gem at your side, while he looked at you lazily but with a content smile that spoke a thousand words.

These were the days that Padpa never forgot. Even though his inclusions were constantly changed, the original ones of his body remained attached to the memories of these quiet days spent in your company. Not to the battles against the Lunarians, not to the card nights with the other gems. But the moments spent with you. He was a work of art and you were the artist who could fully understand him, appreciate his beauty in its entirety.

"And here we go!" you proclaimed with a satisfied smile, admiring the multicolored spots hidden in the enormous hair of the red gem. They managed to make him stand out even more in the expanse of green plain, to the point that the Lunarians will mostly be attracted by him as a first thing if they ever appeared. But after all, aren't gems meant to embody beauty and art in them?

Aren't they meant to be viewed and appreciate? To awe crowds and be admired?

That was what your partner was. A gorgeous gem, but he was your gorgeous gem. And he knows it.

Your gloved hands couldn't help but itch toward his head, brushing through his long locks and fixing the flowers "You are so ethereal, I think I might be a Lunarian for how much I appreciate you" Padpa calm smile would become wide, his lips parting a little to let a chuckle escaped them as him own gloved hands found themselves over your cheeks.

"I shine so bright because your are by my side"

[haroun31]

Can we see some headcanons of how Phosphophyllite would act when jealous (or Cinnabar), please? 🙏

By the way, love your blog 💘

•|Jealousy! Jealousy!|●

Various hnk gems when jealous: Phos | Cinnabar

●| Young Phos |●

● Young Phos would definitely be a hyper jealous type and he will be vocal about it.

● His jealousy steam from a place of insecurities, he was never liked his whole life from the other gems and you are one of the few that won't look bothered by his mere existence so of course he will latch on you like a koala.

● And of course he does get extremely jealous if you happen to act more cherry with the other gems and not him. What if you like them better than the peppermint gem? What if he is secretly bothering you and you talk behind his back? What if the other gems try to take away his only friend?

● "I'm your best best-friend, right? You love me better than Bort, right?" When Phos is jealous he instantly become even more clingy than usual, hugging your gloved arm, following you everywhere, wanting to have sleepovers. If you are starting to have doubts on who is the better friend among all the gems, Phos will have to show you that he is the funniest and most amazing gem in the whole island!

● If he feels that his friendship is threatened by someone he will try to direct your attention on him. And if you happen to shift your gaze on the peppermint gem and pat his head, Phos' expression will turn immediately mischievous, once you turn your back on him, and make a mocking gesture to the other gem, who will look at him weirdly.

●| Post-winter Phos |●

● Post-winter Phos is more closed in his display of emotions so he won't openly show his jealousy. He will keep it closed inside himself, pushing it down and down, repressing it until it will inevitably explode. It will slowly eat away his inclusion with no way of making it stop unless you magically understood that something was bothering him and reassured the hell out of this peppermint gem.

● Because he will not give away any signs that something is wrong. Maintaining that level cool display of chill and mature vibes that are inevitably just a mask to hide away his trauma. So good luck with catching his impending breakdown before it will catch him.

● Post-winter Phos will intensely look at someone who is too close to you and if that someone ever call him out he will simply wave them off with a chuckle and redirect the conversation away from his feelings, yet he could barely hear a crack from within inside him.

● And when he will inevitably breakdown, he will be a mess of alloy, dripping down from the cracks formed in his body and especially down his cheeks and eyes "You still love me, right? I'm not a weight to you. . .right?" The ugly feelings he kept locked away were too much and broke down the sealing, flooding his entire body and mind.

● At rock bottom he will ask you for reassurance that indeed, the jealousy eating him away, was a merely silly feeling his frail mind conjured up and not the truth. And of course you will reassure him that you could never love anyone like him ever, no matter what his mind tells him.

●| Moon Phos |●

● Moon Phos is a mix of the two.

● He won't be openly about showing his jealousy like his younger self but he won't also be quiet about it. Especially if someone is obviously flirting with you.

● He would playfully wrap his alloy arms around you, whining and joking about the fact that you are replacing him and that you don't love him anymore. At first glance he would look like his old clingy self, keeping you close, joking around, pouting, whining and all of that but this is just all a mask to hide his deeper jealousy.

● The one that come out when he is all alone, away from prying eyes. The one who would crack his insides like before he would lose his head. But as if he will ever show you this side of him. The cute, adorable, whining one is much much better and more lovely <3

● Someone gives him some love.

● He needs it.

● He needs it very badly.

● Either way get ready to be randomly kidnapped by two golden arms if Phos feels like you haven't give him enough love, so I hope you are ready for that "I wanna just some quality time with my partner! I have 102 years to make up for!"

●| Cinnabar |●

● Cinnabar doesn't like acknowledging his emotions and feelings. Like. . .ever. He will turn to dust before doing something so embarrassing. So of course his jealousy is something that he won't look at it twice until it becomes unbearable.

● Why does he feel like others are pulling you away from him when he knows your friendship is pretty secure? That's completely stupid and useless.

● He is the king of 'I-won't-admit-that-I-like-you-not-even-if-you-point-my-obvious-feelings-out'

● And since he never address his jealousy, he will just let it grow away, turning it into mean or snappy comments thrown your way. He will immediately regret them but, once again, he is not good with emotions.

● That jealousy could turn into insecurities and doubts will fill his mind, before he shoo them away, cross his arms and glare at the grass like it just killed his whole family.

● If you called out his jealousy, he would immediately deny it, looking away with deep read cheeks and a frown as the mercury around him danced restlessly. He won't ever admit to be jealous of your attention on others, never ever.

● . . .but it's nice when you try to apologize and make up for him.

[haroun31]

Ahhhh, it's been a long time since I read anything from Houseki no Kuni, I was really missing it!!!

Is it okay if I ask for some headcanons of Dia x Human Reader who has a lot of energy?

Of course!

●|Diamond x Human!Reader with a lot of energy!|●

● Dia did not expect humans to be so. . .energetic, or at least from his experience with humans! (which was only you) but either way he welcomed the energy with open arms.

● It was just too cute watching how you sprinted from the corner of a room to the other side either asking him questions about the school or helping him around tasks that didn't involve patrolling out in the fields.

● You were. . .just. . .too CUTE!

● He loved the energy you would bring into the room with your mere presence and it secretly amused him watching his little brother Bort going absolutely bashit insane with your over the top personality to the point you would just straight up run away from the black diamond while carrying Dia in your arms just for funsie.

● Your mood never failed to lift his more gloomy days, nor they were ever close to be boring and stagnant. Somehow you had to burn up all that energy and if fighting won't be an option you can be more than sure that your sorry ass will find other way to keep yourself entertained.

● More often than not you would make crown flowers for Dia, running around the whole island in search of the diamond's patrol spot to just placed it over his hair yourself. . .then you will have to make your escape quickly before Bort kicks your ass for distracting them while Dia is in the background either trying to keep in his laughs or blushing madly at the gesture.

● God, he loved your quirky personality so much. He loved how you would sneak in his room because you couldn't fall asleep and needing to burn up more energy. In these cases Dia would happily help you, usually playing cards or sometimes even dancing around his room to quiet tunes he hummed as you guys spinned around, mindful of not making too much noise.

● However most of the times he would be too tired to even keep his eyes open, so you would slip in his bed, by his side and let him snuggle up in your chest while you quietly talked his ear off about random stuffs. Your murmurs were like a blank noise and your soft flesh provided the perfect plushie so most of the time the diamond would fall asleep without problems.

● The next day he would repetitively apologize for leaving you and like always you would wave him off, telling him that it was no issue. You are well aware of your infinite pool of energy and sometimes you felt bad annoying the pretty gem. However Dia would cup your face and look at you with a determined look "Don't say that! You are so cute when you are excited and full of energy so don’t ever stop!"

● You would definitely be his background dancer during his concerts. No further questions added.

● And even if sometimes your energy DO tire him up, he would never trade you for anyone else in the world. You are his little gem.

[haroun31]

I come from Quotev, and I just wanted to say that I love everything you write!! The story of Houseki no Kuni is so good that I often reread it whenever I have time. I wanted to know how you think Cinnabar would be if he were protective of the reader

Whaaaaa! Thank you so much, I appreciate your support a lot <3

I think that the way Cinnabar express his protectiveness over someone would be to distance himself as to not accidentaly hurt them. . .UNLESS they are somehow immune to his poison! So I will go along that (Also because I genuinely think that he would avoid the heck out of you due to his fear)

•|Protective!Cinnabar Head-Canons|•

● Cinnabar has always been a lonely gem, not by choice but due to circumstances that pushed him to isolate himself to not accidentaly hurt his dear fellow gems.

● That was until you were born. Your case was a special one. With your main crystal some traces of Crocoite managed to slip in between your inclusion. If the Lunarians were to smash you open they would see beautiful red veins along your main color. The only problem? Crocoite was a poisonous mineral. It contains toxic chromium wich, if exposed with the surface of other gems, it can dull them until they can no longer move.

● It was no surprise when you ended up the same way Cinnabar did. Completely isolated from the other gems.

● Once the red head beauty came to your knowledge, he felt like for the first time there was someone else who could understand his pain. There was someone how he could relate to.

● And when you two were happily surprised in finding out that you couldn't hurt the other it was over. Yall were like puzzle pieces fitting each others. You would be attached to the hip.

● Now that Cinnabar had found a gem to love, his desire to be captured by the Lunarians was immediately overridden by his desire to ensure that you were never stolen ever. When the two of you go on your usual night patrol, stars of mercury always dance around your figure, ready to deform into shields in case of an attack by the Lunarians. Which never happens but it's always better to be safe.

● And if the Lunarians do indeed attack, you can be sure that Cinnabar will do everything he can to eliminate the threat before it can touch a hair on your head. Safe behind a wall of mercury while he shows off his full potential without worry of hurting his partner.

● Even though the school gems tend to avoid the two of you, it might happen that you meet someone by mistake, such as Dia or Phos. During these encounters Cinnabar will make sure to be between you and the other gem not because he is afraid that your poison might damage them, but because he does not want one of the harder gems to accidentally end up cracking you... although it is more likely that Cinnabar himself will end up cracked.

● Absolutely will cross him arms, stand high and eyes narrowed if someone tries to bad mouth you in his presence. He doesn't care if you are more than capable of taking care of yourself, he will let the other gem know that he is absolutely pissed off with their words in your regards. He won't get physical nor will shout back. He will simply silently glare at the other party while his mercury dance around you two. Usually that's enough to send them away without having to argue.

● But if they are a bit too arrogant his mercury might accidentally touch their crystalline body.

● Will then immediately worry about you and ask if you are ok before grabbing your wrist (with his gloved hands) and walk back to your cave to play cards.

Oh sweet summer child how much I love you <3

Thank you for this request BTW! I'm more than happy to receive others if you guys desires!

[haroun31]

Let me take care of you

●|Y!Phosphophyllite x gem!reader|●

●Dark theme--Obsession--Violence--Read only if you are in the right mind set

●I DO NOT CONDONE ANYTHING THAT IS WRITE IN HERE! IF YOU FIND IN A SIMILIAR SITUATION PLS SEEK HELP!!!

(This is an old one shot I wrote like two years ago but never posted, might had it on my book Hnkxreader on Quotev, need to think about it)

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How could this have happened? No wait, that was a question you already knew the answer to, the real question was why hadn't you done anything? You watched his mental health decline step by step, piece by piece. It had all started when Antarcticite had been taken away during that tiring winter but to tell the truth perhaps the nightmare had started even before then. Slowly like a virus, it first made sure to make its way among the colorful inclusions and then exploded in a catastrophe. 

"Im sorry. . .sniff. . .Im s-so sorry. . ."

What kind of friend were you? Can you really call yourself a friend? After all, you didn't do anything special, you only treated him with decency, like a normal friend, you never really got angry at him. It wasn't like you to get angry anyway. And deep down it made you a little sad to always see him all alone in the middle of the vast expanse of grass. Yes, he was certainly lively and a little awkward but you didn't really understand why the other gems felt such contempt towards the peppermint one. 

Clink. . .clank. . .tap. . .clink. . .tap. . .

Maybe you should have listened to them though. 

At a certain point everything had degenerated, you had lost Morga, Goshe, Ghost and Phos' head replaced by that of Lapis. Then the latter was captured and taken to the moon only for him to return completely changed. He no longer seemed like your old friend, he seemed more like a stranger to you. Since he returned from the moon he had become much clingier than usual, almost to the point of being suffocating, as if with every step you took he was at your side, as if every time you went on patrol you could feel his pearly white eye burning your back.

And then out of the blue he asked you to go with him to the moon. On the moon? At that moment you thought that the Lunarians had brainwashed him and this was another one of their stunts to capture you all.

You refused. 

And maybe it was a mistake. Like a switch Phos flipped from calm to panicked. He immediately tried to make you change your mind, even going so far as to beg you and you had the feeling that he would even threaten you if he didn't give in to your umpteenth no. You had seen how the Lunarians had changed Phos, you didn't want the same thing to happen to you. 

Maybe you should have been the one to convince him not to return to the moon but the truth was that you no longer saw him as the friend you knew and loved. That Phos had already been dead for some time. 

"I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me. . .p-please, I didn't mean. . .it" 

Then he returned and the earth gems destroyed him and threw his pieces around the island. The one you had you put it under the pillow of your bed. A beautiful fragment of phosphophyllite. It reminded you of the past. But then he was rebuilt by someone and managed to escape. You had an idea who the culprit might have been but revealing it wouldn't change anything. 

You never saw him again until that fateful day. A festive day that should have been reserved for nothing but joy and fun. How ironic. All of you were unaware that the gateway to hell would open that night. Especially, for some reasons. For you. 

Thousands of sunspots appeared in the sky covering it with spots, then from the central one your old friends appeared and in the center of them a gem you had never seen. Gem was a kind description, he was more like a demon, devil, monster, call it what you want but that thing had no right to bear the same name as your lovely innocent old friend. 

It was a complete massacre. Most were exterminated by Alex. You had been spared from his fury only because Benito had beheaded him, now only you and Euclase remained in that room. Phos approached you two, almost gleefully stomping on all the fragments. Euclase tried to talk to him but was mercilessly beheaded before being tossed aside like an old doll. 

Now only you were left.

And you knew damn well that you couldn't do shit against him. Because fuck, at the end he was still your damn fucking friend and you cant hurt him. You already did it when you left him. So you didn't mind that much if he destroyed you. It would have been a bit like the pay for not having tried harder to save him. 

So you dropped your sword as his blade cut you in two and you lost consciousness. 

The story should have ended here right? 

"I-I. . .I just wanted everyone to love m-me. . .Im sorry please. . .you are the only one who cares about me. . .im sorry, im sorry, why did I do that?"

So imagine your surprise when you regained consciousness and the school ceiling welcomed you. You weren't fully adjusted yet, you couldn't feel your legs, a portion of your left arm and your head. Trembling hands completed what was the puzzle of your body, feeling that more and more consciousness and memories resurfaced in your mind. Did Sensei manage to calm down Phos? Did Cinnabar or Jade defeat him? 

Yet a long goopy golden string inserting your missed eye was enough to make your non-existent heart stop. Hadn't they made it? Or did Phos had a change of heart? You could hear his incomprehensible, nonsensical muttering in the background with the words he repeated the most being sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry and sorry.

He was sorry.

"Phos?" your voice was uncertain and his muttering stopped when he heard it. Suddenly the gem, demon appeared in your vision. He hadn't changed, still half destroyed with alloy spikes protruding from his neck and back. That pearly white eye stared at you with such intensity that if you had the strength you would have shuddered. From it flowed uninterrupted tears of gold that fell onto your face before sliding down and mixing with some other pool of alloy. 

He was crying.

"____. . .Im sorry! Im sorry for destroying you! I shouldnt have done it! Im sorry, im sorry, please dont be mad at me! You are the only one who was kind to me! You dont deserve this treatment please, please, please, please." he begged with an exasperated tone as his alloy coiled around you like a snake and continued to rebuild you. 

Feeling that your right arm and abdomen were solid enough you slowly sat up looking around "Phos...what happened?" All around you you could see shards of gems littering the floor. Not bodies, just fragments. As if someone had bothered to chop them all up. At the sight of such a massacre you felt like you were about to self-destruct, a small crack had already formed on your cheek and immediately Phos took your face in his hands and brought it back towards his so that you could no longer see anything. 

God, you didn't know which view was worse. The shredded remains of your friends or the demon that took over your old friend's body. 

His touch was too sweet for a monster like him and with a little powder he covered the crack "I crushed everyone"

You could perfectly see it.

"A-And Sensei?"

"I destroyed him too" he responded coldly, a rather frightening contrast to the state he was in initially. He went too quickly from one emotion to another. "What about the Lunarians?" you continued trying to look around but not being able since Phos still has a tigh grip on your face "Aechema had arrived. . .he wanted the eye of Adamant. I gave it to him and told him to leave me alone. I have no idea what they'll do now. The Lunarians who were here. . ." a dark look covered his face and the white eye almost seemed to light up ". . .they're gone dont worry."

You were worried but not for that. Why was Phos rebuilding you? Has he finally achieved his goal? He wanted to destroy Sensei right? So now he will rebuild everyone and then. . .and then you'll finally sort out this whole thing, right? "We will rebuild the others right? You're rebuilding me so the others will come back too?” You asked as his attention shifted to your broken arm. 

"The others. . ." he began, his tone was cold as inverse and it was as if a veil had fallen over his white eye as if he was getting lost in thought "They never cared about me" suddenly his grip on your arm tightened chipping the surface, his expression dark and totally no longer present in this plane of reality "No. . .they don't deserve to come back. . ." you winced at the force trying to wriggle your arm out of his grasp ". . .I wont let them-"

CRACK!

"Ouch fuck!"

You cursed holding your broken arm, fragments of the gems you were made of fallen down reflecting the sunlight. "Oh. . .oops" Phos said completely emotionless looking at the piece of your arm in his hands before trying to take your broken part and even if you tryed to back away it was no use because his alloy held you in place while he worked on fixing you. 

First he was desperate, then he was acting chill and now it was like he was emotionless?! He was such a fucking mess! A ticking bomb ready to detonate at the first mistake. You could have wriggled, screamed, rebelled but looking at the situation you were in, it wasn't as if Phos was hurting you himself, on the contrary, so you decided to let him do it. 

You will pulverized his face in the future.

Plus it seemed like taking care of you calmed him down and made him happy. His touch was loving and delicate as if he was touching the most fragile gem in the world. You just couldn't understand what was going through his mind, this was no longer Phos, but a demon with his appearance. 

Inserting piece after piece he continued his work as you watched him in silence continuing to ask yourself questions that will never be answered. Of course the most common one was, what will happen now? What does the demon in front of you plan? 

Cling, Clang, Tap, Cling, Cling

Inserting the last piece of your right arm you stretched your hand before your eyes examining the beautiful work done, your pupils then dropped to your legs, still broken, and then moved to Phos. At his side were the rest of your legs already rebuilt, all you had to do was attach them. You looked at them and then looked at Phos expecting him to finish the job or at least pass them to you. 

But his white eye simply watched you, his body giving no sign of moving. "Your uniform is destroyed" he pointed out which made you look down at it. It actually wasn't in good shape at all, in fact, it looked like you were wearing rags instead of a uniform. Kneeling at your side the demon picked you up almost abruptly making you let out a gasp at the sudden movement.

"Phos!? Wha? My legs! What about them!?" you shouted at him as you felt the alloy wrap around your body "Phosphophyllite! Give me my fucking legs! Come on!" you exclaimed again noticing how the gem had ignored you. Phos continued his advance towards where Red Beryl's laboratory was without sparing you a glance. Not wanting to play his game anymore you tried to squirm trying to free yourself from his suffocating grip but all you got was the alloy becoming more aggressive to the point of tying your wrists behind your back.

"Oi Phos! What the fuck are you doing!? Answer me damn it!"

"Let me take care of you"

That was all he said to you before entering the laboratory and taking the first clean uniform he could find then he tried to make you wear it having had a lot of difficulty in his attempt as you continued to struggle repeating that you wanted answers. That wasn't an answer! You wanted to know what was going on! Why you were the only one that Phos was rebuilding, why the others were practically reduced to dust, why he didn't want to give you your legs back! Why?! 

After your umpteenth struggle, Phos' patience was wearing thin and he swiftly twisted his alloy around your arms, pinning you practically on top of the table you were sitting on and brought his face within inches of yours. "If you don't stop I'll break your arms too. I don't care. I just need you to be conscious. Understood?" his tone was cold and his eye was empty like a doll's. 

You nodded.

"Good"

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That night Phos cried.

He cried like a baby, hugging you as he continued to tell you how sorry he was for threatening you and that it will never happen again. You didn't believed the last part. He was too unstable, the fact that he was back in his desperate phase was more than enough proof of that. For the moment you had identified 4 main phases that he tended to take on during the day, the desperate, the emotionless, the furious and the calm. The last one was your favorite. It was the only moment he was willing to answer any of your question.

The next few days were hard for you. You hated from the bottom of your soul that you couldn't do anything. Any proposal you made to reconstruct the other gems was immediately shot down and 90% of the time his mood immediately transitioned into the furious phase. Same thing if you tried to rebuild them yourself. With difficulty you dragged yourself towards them trying to sort through the thousand very small fragments. 

Punctually Phos had caught you in the act and was so angry that he grabbed your arm and broke it. He didn't give it back to you until the next day when with a loving touch he reattached it to you and then burst into tears again at the sight of your visible fractures. It was always so tiring to deal with hid mood swing. Walking on eggshell. It was not fun. And you still didn't understand why you were brought back, why only you? 

"You were kind to me, you are kind to me. My friend, my only friend. I don't want the same thing that happened to Antarc to happen to you too. I cant let it happens"

Why then not bringing the others back?

"You never know who might betray you. They destroyed me without even hearing what I had to say. . .I won't let anyone hurt you. Let me take care of you"

Which translated meant, I don't want to suffer anymore, I want to be loved even if it's just an illusion. And the only person he knew who could love him was you. 

And despite all those swing moods, despite the demon that inhabits your old friend, you wanted to help him. You felt like a fool everytime you felt pity for him, he was liyerhelding you captive! It's not fair. It's not fair how that monster uses his appearance to deceive you because he knows you're desperate enough to believe that old Phos is still there somewhere. So when he cries you console him and he absorbs that affection you give him as if it were lifeblood, desperate for more affection. Something he hasnt got in so long.

He loves taking care of you. Heal your wounds. Help you get from one place to another. Hold you in his arms. It makes him feel like he's finally useful in something, like he's no longer the pathetic old bumbling gem. It makes him feel good. Because this way he can blame his old self if Antarc had been captured, that if he had been as strong as he is now nothing bad would have happened. 

After the news that the white gem could no longer be returned, Phos no longer wanted to risk it. He didn't want to lose you too. Even though you hadn't wanted to follow him to the moon, you had always been his friend, you had treated him with so much kindness that perhaps not even Sensei had ever treated him that way. You were funny, strong, kind even if you tended to curse a little too much. 

So he was happy to be able to solve your problems. Too bad he was the one who created them. Sure he felt extremely guilty if he broke your arm but then the feeling of fixing you was too intoxicating that he simply forgot. It was so much intoxicating that sometimes he wanted to break you on purpose just to rebuild you. But of course he never did. He loved you too much. He could not. 

"I will protect you"

"From who that the only danger here is you"

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Sometimes you wondered how the gems were doing on the moon. Had they already achieved nothinghess? Were they and the Lunarians already gone? Had they abandoned you? 

But then you saw some sun spots in the sky and your non-existent heart beat faster at the idea that perhaps they would come to save you. To tell you the truth, you wouldn't have cared if they took you away but you wanted your friends to be able to be rebuilt. Obviously, however, Phos destroyed them before they could do anything. 

The only chance you had to save your friends was to take their fragments away from the school and place them in plain sight so that the Lunarians would see them and, once Phos was no longer present, take them. You were aware that you didn't know if they would actually rebuild them but it was the only way to save them. Phos kept controlling you so you couldn't. 

The demon didn't ask questions when you took a bag full of gems with you on your walks. He didnt wondered about it when you asked him to take you away from school and while he watched you scatter the fragments. He thought you couldn't stand to see the remains of your old friends anymore and he understood that. 

He had been thinking about throwing them into the sea for some time but that was fine too.

He didnt care.

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After a few years Phos decided to give you your legs back and you couldn't be more than happy. 

You finally no longer had to rely on Phos to get from one place to another. Not that you can go very far now anyway, in the end you lived on an island. Where would you have fled? In water? 

"Are you happy?"

Phos asked you wrapping his arms around you looking at you with his heterochromatic eyes. After a few years of searching he had managed to find the remains of the fragments of Lapis's head and fix it. "Im happy" he continued in a cheerful tone "I always wanted happiness and I received it with you. Only with you." closing his eyes he put his head in the crooks of your neck, a thin blanket separated you two so that you could destroy each other. 

"I love you" a lil kiss was planted on your cheek that cracked together with his lips.

You loved Phos too.

But this wasn't your adorable old friend but a demon in his guise. 

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[haroun31]

Disney villain Xeno propaganda.

I might seem a little bit self-centered but I actually love when pther people in their stanxeno fics calls Xeno either Franky-Frankeinstein, Disney Villain, Xee (Not sure if in older fics people already called him that) because YES!

SPREAD THE DISNEY VILLAIN XENO PROPAGANDA! LETS GO!

Also stop–My Stan is NOT FREAKY—

[haroun31]

Down with the king (Y!Stanxeno xreader)

ACT III

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What was a person suppose to do after being tortured? It's not like you could go back to pretend like everything was the same, not after what you went through, not after all of your beliefs has been shattered just in front of your eyes. It didn't matter if you knew more on knowledge level than Xeno, he was leagues above you in strategy. He is terrifyingly smart, even with the few resources at his disposal and you should have seen that with the way he was so eager to learn more. 

But what could have you done? You didn't expect to be thrown in a videogame, even less having to deal with misters Brain and Braun, or Mr Insane and double Insane would be a better description.

"Is the food not of your liking?" you didn't lift your gaze from the dish, a simple pizza Margherita. Despite the setting being Italy, this was the first time you saw the iconic dish... because it wasn't suppose to exist in the Medival times. It was clearly a mock in your regards, a jab, and this knowledge brought a rare shift on your, usually, defeated expression.

"You talked often about this dish in your diary. . . one of the big five international foods. Unfortunately we have the ingredients to only cook this funny-looking dish for the moment. Wich, until we found tomatos in America, it wasn't possible to realize" Xeno flipped another page of your only means of venting as he tasted the new dish in the most infuriating elegant way.

You kept your mouth shut, the fingers under the table only twitching slightly, still extremely sore after what you had undergone, just like your spirit. God, you never felt more broken than now. It has been a couple of weeks since both Xeno and Stanley revealed their true colors and you spent the rest of your time in the king's chamber to 'heal up'. Not that you had a choice, Stanley was basically your guard dog and made sure you would not try anything (not that you had the mental capacity in the first place)

Once Senku knocked to ask about your wereabouts but the blonde knight simply dismissed him with some excuses about you being sick. To bad that it were them the sick ones, sick in the head, power hungry and, soon you will come to realise (despite denying it till the end) love sick. After him you only saw maids and Luna enter and exit the chamber, not counting the two devils hoovering around you.

"Do your fingers still hurts darling? My apologies, our dear Luna is doing her best. Until you feel better we can have Stan feed you" The prospect of the knight near you made your grimace deeper as you slowly shook your head. They already spoon feed you the first days and that was embarassing enough on its own. "I wish to go back to work" you confessed, bringing your healthier hand to grasp a pizza slice.

"You do?" Xeno hummed "And why should I let someone ill force themselves to do more than their bodies can?" Acting like a caring husband, despite him being the reason you ended up like this. "You hired me as one of your royal scientist. It would be a waste if you kept me tucked away" your stomach grumbled as you bit down on the pizza, not finding it particulary tasty. Xeno could be a cunning man but as long as you used the excuse of science, you can get away for a while 

"Eager to show me your loyalty? Oh but I will miss your company" You certainly wont miss the nights slept on his bed, watching your aching fingers and your sore neck "It's not... professional -elegant as you say–to have someone of my status sharing a room in such intimate manner with you, your majesty." 

That brought a smile on his lips "Oh, but status doesnt apply to someone like you, does it?" He sipped some wine "But alright Luna deemed you healty enough to be sent back to work three days ago" Oh, so this fucker lied to you when he told you needed more time to heal - why are you even surprised? After all he is not the persona he showed you at the start. 

After, what you hopefully wish was the last, lunch Stanley arrived to come and lead you back to Senku after... how many days were you away? The familiar door soon was in front of you and you felt relief and tiredness wash over your figure. In the whole month you stayed in this world you come to associate this laboratory as a safe space, maybe it was because you could express the most of yourself without worry, you could bring some modernity in this hell hole. 

Before you could push the door open, Stanley grasped gently your hand in his, the gloved fingers rubbing the back of your hand brought a shiver down your back as you suddenly stiffened. "I will be seeing you later" he brought your finger to his lips before kissing them and leaving a purple stain over the bandages. 

No goodbyes exited your lips as you refused to feed into his delusions but it didn't seem to bother the blonde knight. He just smirked before turning on his heels and walked away. . .wait–he walked away? 

The clingy, delusional man, who proclaimed to protect you until the end of his life, just turned around and left you? He wouldn't leave you alone for a damn second and now he just. . .poof, disappeared? Isn't he afraid that you could just take off and run away. Does he feel confident that he would catch you again?

Isn't he afraid that you could try and kill his king? Is this Xeno's order? Is this a test about your new loyalty? Do they feel like they scared you enough with their torture? This must be a test, they can't be this sloppy, it's a trap and you must not fall into it. Oh god... you are so paranoid, with their mind games they made you so damn paranoid to the point you are not sure that your thoughts were really yours. 

After the torture you can't really recall what happened, you probably ended up dissociating hard when Stanley had to put your fingers back together and then... ugh, you can't remember... it's all a blur and - and things felt muffled and fast.

Ugh, no matter, you - you need to collect your thoughts. 

It didn't take you long for your fingers to wrap around the doorknob and you stumbled inside the room "Did your parents never taught you to knock on the door?" Senku annoyed voice barely reached your ears, making you lean against a chair and shake your head "Don't start please, I don't need to knock to enter my own lab" The sound of your voice snapped Senku out of his work and he shifted his gaze on your exausted looking figure 

"Wha–____ it's been two whole weeks, where the hell were you?"  the scientist scowled, walking closer to you and doing so he couldn't help but notice some. . .weird things. His scolding quietened when his red eyes fell on the faint mark of teeth on your neck, only to then trail them down to your hands, taking in your bandaged fingers with purple stains over them. He grimaced slightly, snapping his eyes over the rest of your docile-looking expression.

"Where the heck have you been?" he muttered, lifting your eyelid with his finger (Noting the lack of resistence) and taking note of your enlarged pupils. He stayed quite for a couple of seconds before backing away and dusting his hands "No matter, go and copy those notes there, come back here once you have finished, I have to update you on everything you missed" 

He won't admit out loud but it was so weird the way you were acting and highly worrying. You still didn't give him any sassy remark or some science funfact, you werent acting like yourself and Senku couldn't help but wonder what happened to you in these two weeks.

Work that day has been uncomfortably weird and tense, until the sun started to settle. Senku was putting away his things but couldn't help watch as you remained in the middle of the room, still with that slightly dazed off expression (even if way less since this afternoon) not making any move to go back to your chamber "Are you planning to stay there all night? The couch is not comfortable but suit yourself " That seemed to snap you out of whatever thing you were in. 

What were you doing? Waiting for Stanley to lead you back to your room? Xeno's room? like always... however he was taking an awfully lot of time. Did he forget about you? Did he consider you loyal enough to be left alone? Were you really waiting for him like a dog? The thought made your stomach twist with disgust, and a sudden want to slap yourself wake overwhelmeded you. If he is not here then you should be free to walk away whenever you want. But what if Stanley is simply a bit late? 

What if you betray your loyalty and get punished? The memory of your dislocated fingers made your fingers unconsciously twich, heavily against more pain. What would be this time? Your fingers again? Your shoulder? The loss of an eye? Nail? You don't want to suffer even more.

Against your better judgment you walked out of the lab.

The halls of the palace were deserted, not a soul in sight, not a sound for miles around. It was a surreal feeling, finally being completely alone. It didn't seem real at all, like a make-believe, like you were going to wake up at any moment. It was so strange not having Stanley always in the corner of your eye watching your movements or smelling the smoke from his cigarette following you everywhere. 

Or maybe you felt so out of place because of the drugs in your body.

You weren't stupid. . .ok maybe you were but you had your moments and, due to younger you mistakes, you absolutely know when a drug was in your system. Maybe not necessary cocaine or any hard-drugs but some of the most common effects were shared among them all.

You don't think about it much and soon your legs began to move, your footsteps echoing in the absolute silence of the corridors illuminated by the few remaining rays of the setting sun. This doesn't feel real, none of this whole situation felt, to be honest. . .of course it doesn't feel real, this is a game. Is it not?

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(You can find the whole fic either on Quotev or Wattpad under the same name as the title!)