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Lies Of P Mini Headcanons and Drabbles

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[1.] [2.] [3.] [4.] [5.] [6.][7.]

-{Head canon: I think P is able to eat food, but once it travels into his stomach it gets absorbed by his Ergo. Yet when he gains more humanity he can taste the flavors!}

You hand over the piece of dessert with curiosity as P looks at the delicate small treat shaped in a heart. With the spoon you gave him, he pokes at it as it merely jiggles in response.

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-{Headcanon 2: I'd like to think P dresses more on necessity than his own taste, BUT I think over time he would develop a sense of his own choice of fashion.}

P traces over the softness of the fur of the winter hat, the texture strange but familiar to Springs own fluffy fur. "You want this hat?" You ask puppet, his features rather calm as he nods eagerly.

-Headcanon 3: P would definitely love to explore! He's never seen Krat in it's hayday, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't' appreciate it as it was now. Though I like the idea of P being a little upset when seeing a place from a old photo or drawing all decaying when he visits the ruins.

Eyeing the map, you laugh as P kicks a stray rock as he briskly walks forward into the ruined area. Gemini chimes in with a bit of small factoids regarding the area, all while P pretends to ignore the small machinal cricket. You take P hand as the two you listen.

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VARIABLE

《Able to change or be adapted.》

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After scouring the city for the correct place, with little cash, clothes and phone on hand. You managed to secure a liveable apartment. 

You eye the different small apartments eagerly. Each door is different and still the same plain colors. Finding the correct one, you knock on the door politely. 

“Hi!” Your eye peers through the small door hole. Adjusting the small welcoming basket on your hip. You back away as a familiar male opens the door in surprise.

“Hi..?”

“I'm your new neighbor, (Y/N)! I just moved, thought it'd be nice to drop by and share.”

You hold out the basket, it wasn't an expensive one. But you hoped it would do.

“Lin Ling, right?”

“Oh! Yeah, h-how did you-?”

“The complex owner told me. Said’ you were rarely at the apartments.” You shrug.

“My.. Schedule is a bit, much.”

The door opens more.

“Mind telling me as we eat snacks?” You gesture to the basket as he takes it from you. Letting you inside as the door closes shut, curious chatter between the two of you.

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“Aww, cute Moon poster!”

“Hey! Shuush!”

He smacks at your arm as you shrug. “She's really… Amazing, honestly.”

You smile thoughtfully at his smitten look. Glancing back at the T.V as Love Recipe played, lips thinning at the image of Nice and Moon seated together like a “couple”.

“I bet she'd like you more than Nice.”

“Wha-!? Now you're just teasing!” He flicks his snack at you angrily. 

“See what I mean? She'd love that!” You laugh, as Lin Ling scoffs. Getting up from your couch as he goes to grab a drink from the fridge.

You eye the screen as the two Heros talk with the host. The smile leaves your face as your phone lights up, showing the date as you sigh.

“Hey, Lin Ling…”

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Feeling the wind ruffle your clothes, you watch Lin Ling bemoan and curse. The frown on your face deepens as you hear the sound of footsteps coming towards the both of you. Hands twitching, you keep it together as Nice becomes closer in view. 

Nice makes his signature pose to the both of you, his feet becoming closer to the edge.-

“NOW!”

The both of you grab ahold of his cape, pulling him back harshly as his smile disappears.

“Hurry!”

The sound of his manager calls from down below the building's stairs. Without turning to the Hero, you close your eyes and take a deep breath…

Reopening as the scene changes into Lin Lings apartment.

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Lin Ling walks beside you, tablet in hand as you two discuss the next topic at hand. The streets are rather less busy than usual.

“I told you, this ad is perfect!”

“B-but how will we transfer it-?”

“I can handle it no worr-... ies-.” You pause in your stride, glancing at the vending machine nearby. 

Jogging over, you skid to a halt as you eye the flavorful and flavorless drinks. The shine of the cans dazzling from the glass showcasing them. 

“Want one?”

You ask, digging through your pockets for a few coins as you grin. Lin Ling sighs, clicking at the screen of the tablet as he places it in his bag securely. Tucking it away as he watches you look for the coin slot.

“So… Have you messaged her yet?” You raise a brow at Lin Ling as he blushes. Fiddling with his bags strap as he turns to you with bashful confidence. Nodding with a slight hum as you groan. “Damn, I had a bet with-” You’re interrupted by an angry, confused shriek from the male beside you.

 “-WHAT! You betted on me with those two!? Is that why we still even check up on them!” He knew it wasn’t the reason, but still!

You give Lin Ling a half-hearted shrug of pity.

“Well… It’s more so being houseguests and it came up for fun conversation when you went to grab drinks in the other room.”

“My personal love life has nothing to do with that!” Lin Ling groans, imagining the former Hero and Villain duo smiling smugly at him next time he shows up for a visit.

You pat his shoulder apologetically.

“You and Moon are the winners regardless of the bet.”

“...Thanks. But I’m still gonna tell Moon next time.”

You shiver, trying not to imagine the wrath.

Finding at least a couple of coins, you stick a few in. Tapping at the machine as it beeps at the purchase.

“Crap! I ordered too much!” You pull out two, watching the third one with despair. Passing a can to Lin Ling, he thanks you quietly. 

Grabbing the third can, you wait, holding the cans tighter as you take note of the presence coming closer. Taking a small turn as you head back to Lin Ling side with an excited smile. “Well, at least these are pretty good!” You raise the cans slightly with awe.

Dressed in a black business suit, a man walks closer to the vending machine. Not minding you or Lin Ling as he pulls out a coin from his pocket-

You take a step near him.

“Here.”

Holding out the drink towards him, he pauses, tilting his head to you. His dark circle rim glasses fogged up from the light, his lips quirking up in surprise. 

You could feel the affection spilling out into your veins at his thoughtful look, the grip on the drink becomes looser as you smile at him.

Slowly, his free arm reaches up, taking hold of the tin can as your fingers touch.

A small glimpse of a confident grin on his face as small traces of white glinting on his suit.

You hold in the gasp in your throat.

His own eyes widening at you, the two of you stare at one another more carefully.

 You don’t let your eyes stray from his, nor duck away with a tail between your legs. You smile more determinedly at him. Hopeful, maybe even a little worried, yet you don’t sway as the soda fully leaves your grip.

You slowly let your arm back down to your side as the business man now smiles, nodding. “Thanks.” He says politely, moving past you as he walks another direction. 

Lin Ling opens his drink, sipping at it as he realized you hadn't said a word, nor made a movement after the encounter of the suited man. 

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah.” Your voice squeaks out as Lin Lings almost drops his drink.

He speeds over to your side with utter worry, taking one look at you as he gasps. Taking a step back, he hears the familiar sound of his phone. A special ringtone for the both of you, he glances at his pocket. Before zone-ing back on you, analyzing the situation more.

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“..Who was that?” Lin Ling asks, tone becoming lighter as he sips at the drink. A small grin on his face as he takes note of your flusteredness.. A golden opportunity to tease you!

“Hero… X.”

You reply softly, moving a step forward- “PFFFFFTTTTHHHHHHHHH-!!!”

“...”

“U..g..uh…” Lin Ling coughs, wiping at his mouth as the syrupy drink drips down his shirt.

You glance at yourself and frown, the sweet carbonated liquid, mixed with your friends spit dripped over your own shirt.

“G-good joke..!” He laugh was airy as he wheezes.

You grin, walking forward. Tapping at the can, grip becoming tighter as a chuckle leaves you. The two of you laughing about as Lin ling pulls out his phone, another ringtone blaring between the two of you. 

You let out a sigh, glancing at the neon light ads hovering about. A few familiar, while others new, one of them being some ad a amusement park, another of Hero X. His smile full of confidence as the ad plays beside his silhouette. 

“Ah! Moon said we can come by! Though we’d have to bring take-out for entry.” Lin Ling says with a eye roll, his smitten smile betraying the action. Typing back to the other female as he pockets the phone away.

You nod as the two of you talk while heading towards the restaurant.

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Mechanism

{When a traveler from another world becomes entangled with the world puppetry and lies..}

[1.] [2.] [3.] [4.] [5.] [6.][7.]

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Taking hold of the bits of machinery in Eugenies workshop, you hand over the gears as she places them on a small table. P watches as you shrug, you didn't know much of inner-workings of puppets. But you hoped you could, so spending a day Eugenie workshoped seem the best idea at the time.

Though it honestly felt as if you were playing doctor with how nerve-wracking this was.

P eyes you, with a free hand, he reaches out to you.

Taking notice, you intertwined with his, a soft experssion on your face as P nods to you.

"Okay.. Okay, I calm down. It's just, I've never really.." Your voice fades as you notice Eugenie pull out a screwdriver. P grips your hand to keep you on track. You let go, quietly thanking him as Eugenie gives you a small smile.

"It'll be fine. And I'm sure if anything happens while your outside, you'll be able to help P."

"You think?"

"Until he gets to the workshop. But, overall, yes."

You snicker as you look at P's arm, watching it twitch once he heard your laughter. As if he wanted to hold your hand again. "When your done, okay?"

P nods, hair whipping back and forth as he keeps still obediently , causuing you to smile even more.

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☆There's No Place Like Home☆

《You are new to this... Neighborhood? Where the hell are you?》

Episode 4: Morning Glories and Afternoons

[Pilot] [1] [2] [3]

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @ partycoffin 》

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You wake up with a cry. Hands clutching at the steering wheel, you let out a shaky breath as you slowly unclamp your hands.

Letting them drag down your face as you take notice of your surroundings. You groan as the sun beams down on your windshield. Carefully glancing at the neighborhood you found yourself in.

'Am I going to have to live here now...?'

"AAGHHHHH!!"

You scream, banging your head onto the steering wheel as you take a deep, DEEP, breath.

"..." Your stomach rumbles as you take a cautious step out of the door, keys in hand as you quietly close the car door behind you. Keys held between your knuckles as a makeshift weapon, hurriedly walking inside your new... House.

Pushing the door open, you step inside and wander around the desolate area. Now that you were actually looking around, you took note of the furinature. Styled to your taste and the walls were painted in your favorite colors and designs. As if were mimicking your dream home...

No.

No no no...! You would have remembered spending thousands or maybe millions of dollars for a house in some puppet neighborhood! You didn't see this place on any map, highway or street!

Wandering to the kitchenette, you open the cupboard. Noting the empty shelves and... WAS THAT SOME RAINBOW SPIDER MAKING SOME MULIT-COLORED WEB!? DID IT JUST WINK AT YOU?!?

Shutting the cupboard door quickly, you lean against the sink. Pacing yourself as you slowly open the fridge door. Hoping that there wouldn't be some old food that was gonna start singin'!

But thankfully, there was nothing except cool air hitting your face.

You close the door, crossing your arms as you look out towards the window.

That... red House, was awake, but it wasn't looking at you. Rather, staring at your door- wait-

A small knock is heard as you back away from the window, creeping towards the front door. A small peephole is placed in the middle as you look through it.

"Hello~? Neighbor?" The smallest puppet of the bunch stands at your door. A sleepy smile on his face as another voice joins in.

"Hello! Welcoming committee!" The giant blue dog puppet calls out behind the small puppet.

"We are?"

"Hmm, in way we are Little Buddy! But I'm surprised are new neighbor is up and at'em! Its already the afternoon! You sure Home said they were awake?"

"Uh-huh, Home said they got out of their vehicle a bit ago."

"Huh..."

'They're really loud...'

Sighing, you open the door juuust a smidge.

Peeking your head out to see the fuzzy duo, you try to offer up a smile.

"Afternoon!" Barnaby, you recalled, tilts his small hat to you. Wally, noticing this, tries to copy. Giving a small bow to greet you, "afternoon."

"Yeah... Uhm... Afternoon? Did you, n-need something?"

"Well, if ya' must know. Wally here thought you'd like to come and get some ol' fashion dogs with us at Howdy's Place? Our treat of course. Whatcha' say?" The blue beagle puppet offered. You make eye contact with Wally, he smiles up at you with a certain hopeful look in his eye.

"..."

"...I- Sure?"

"Oh that's the most."

Wally replies as Barnaby nudges the small puppet playfully.

"Just-uhm.. Let me freshen up?"

You open the door more, the two stepping back as you stumble out the door like a crumbling cookie.

"Woah! You okay there?"

"Yeah! J-just getting my clothes from the car."

Unlocking your trunk door, you grab a few boxes. You eye the puppets as Wally moves close to your side. You almost lose your grip on the box, slightly glad you didn't. You did NOT want to crush him with the weight, either for your own conscious or fear of how the beagle puppet might respond.

"I can help." Wally states, hands limp at his sides.

"N-No, this might be a bit much for you.."

"Then allow me!" Barnaby walks over and tries to take ahold of the box.

"NO!"

The two puppets freeze at your outburst.

"W-woah.. I uh.. Sorry about that. I'll move out of the way, ya' look like you know what you're doing."

Barnaby takes a step back.

You don't respond, keeping a eye on the front, walking further inside.

Wally doesn't listen, opting to walk over to the trunk and tries to pull out a small backpack.

"Oof."

The backpack, a bit too heavy for him, causes him to fall to the ground.

"Hey! You okay Wall's?"

You rush back outside, eyeing the scene as you run over.

Hoping to snatch the backpack for Wally, the little yellow puppet still kept hold of it. Dangling with the straps as he smiles at you.

"Hi Neighbor."

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"Pfft-!"

A laugh leaves you at the absurdity, soon bouts of snickers and snorts as you chuckle loudly. Barnaby slaps his knee as his tail wags, laughing along. "Ha Ha Ha." Wally joins in, his laugh, although strange, made you chuckle harder.

The three of you finish your giggle fit as you carefully unlatch Wally from the backpack straps. Setting him down on the ground as you hold your backpack close to your chest.

".. Hi Wally. Thanks for getting this for me."

You give him a small smile before maneuvering away from him, heading inside.

"Will wait outside for ya'!" Barnaby calls out to the door before you slam it shut.

The two take seat on the grass near a small tree on your yard.

"That's real sweet of ya' Wall's to take 'em for lunch. Never knew you had that in you kid'." Barnaby winks slyly at his smaller friend.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothin' just teasin' and such."

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Sapor.3

《Coming back from your travels, you run into a familiar face...》

{The Apothecary Diaries / Reader}

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You raise a brow at the two standing in front of you, you know off the bat that the noble lady standing in front of you was Maomao. But the fellow behind her...

"You look lovely Maomao."

You grin at the girl as her pink painted lips lift a bit at the sight of you. "I see you are collecting ingredients?"

"Course'! I figured I'd drop off some food for your Pop's too while I am at it." Maomao preened at the idea of a homecooked food made by your caring hands.

"I would appreciate it, thank you." 

You wave her off, "It's fine." You then glance at the man behind her.

"Who's your friend?"

The girl stills as she could feel the male smile behind her. She remembered how Master Jinshi wished to accompany her again on another day off of hers. Stating he wanted to find a few certain items. She didn't bother to ask of what though.

Sighing, Maomao gestures to the purple haired male. "This Master Jin-"

"My name is Jinka, nice to meet you." The male answers you with a small bow as you blink. "Hmm." You grunt, looking him over carefully. His smile wavers a bit as he slowly tries to place his hands together. Forgetting his outfit did not have his familiar robes, he instead lets them lay by his side.

"Nice to meet you too." You nodded at him.

A small sigh of relief leaves him as three of you wander around the shopping district.

"Is there anything that catches your eye?" Jinka asks.

"Yes actually. But it'll bore you no doubt." You reply as Jinka's confidence takes a small hit. 

Maomao, a bit curious, persuades you.

"You don't go to shopping stands often."

"..." You stop, turning to the two. "I'm shopping for some... Suitable attire." You sigh as the two look at you in shock.

"Meeting some old friends in a couple months, 'figured I'd wanna look nice for them."

"Y... You already look lovely." Jinka states, about to reach you. Yet you turn away and continue your trek, not bothering to answer him. Lost in your thought as Maomao lightly tugs at your clothing.

"You look presentable enough, I'm sure they'd appreciate the gesture." She says softly, letting go of you as three of you walk by more vendors.

"Thank you. Both of you." You answer glancing at few clothes.

You smile, "How about I'll let you two pick." Walking forward with them, you take note of a few necklaces.

Jinka, sputters at the idea, sweat forming on his brow, as he tries to keep his cool. If he kept sweating so much the make-up might slip off!

But...

Dressed in silks, you sit beside him. The color of your clothes was glorious shades of his favorite colors. A decedent hair pin placed loosely on your head as you gaze at him with the familiar kind eyes he had fallen for. A beaming, excited grin on your face, bashful to be beside him. 

"JINKA." Maomao states, making sure she was loud enough for him to hear. Her gaze sterner than before, knowing, 'Jinka' turns to a booth to escape such a scary look...!

Maomao would have scratched that look off his face, but remembered his true social standing. She knew she couldn't harm him in such regard, even if at the moment he dressed closer to a peasant.

"It would depend on the occasion on why you are meeting them." Maomao stands closer to your side, taking your arm, gently, to steer you beside her. Taking note on what might catch your eye as she herself, thinks of what would suit you best. 

"I said before, it's just meeting between old friends."

"Hmm... Maybe a pin?"Maomao takes note of a few catching yor 

You mumble, "I hear many ladies are fond of them."

"Are you?" Jinka questions.

"I don't mind it, I more see it as keeping yourself tidy than anything else."

"I see..."

Jinshi pockets the information for later.

Maomao recalls your question, if she had to choose a outfit.

Maybe something simple, not too stylish, something for her eyes only.

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The three of you had managed to get away from the assailant that kept shooting.

Though dropping from a waterfall wasn't very expecting. At least the three of you managed survive such a falk, ending up a secluded cave as Jinishi managed to resuscitate Maomao.

After, Maomao undresses so she could let her outfit dry. Wringing it out as Jinishi follows after on his own. 

You on the other hand...

"Eragh..." You groan, slumping down as your body shook with pain.

Maomao and Jinshi gaze at you in worry as you pant. 

"(Y/N), what's wrong-..!" Jinshi gapes, now finally noticing the blood spilling out from your back.

"I-I'm... Fine, mind your' buisness." You grit out, taking a knee as you try to claw at the wound you couldn't reach.

Maomao rushes to you side, pulling your wet clothes to the side so she could take a look at the wound.

Blood stains her hands as bullet layed lodged into your skin. The metal not fully deep inside, but still remained tucked into your flesh.

"Augh..!" You growl, as Maomao retracts her hands.

"We need to get the bullet out. Now!"

Jinishi stands close by, kneeling down to take a look at the wound. Eyes filled with terror and.. Guilt. 

""M.. Mao.. Pocket.." 

You barely whisper as she digs into your pockets. Pulling out a small, simple cooking knife, the blade too small to deem as a weapon. 

"C.. Ca..Carve that damn bullet out of me if.. I-if you gotta- Just get i-it!"

Nodding, she straighten her gaze onto Master Jinshi. "Give them something to hold, or bite, anything. This will hurt tremendously-!"

Tearing off a bit of cloth from his outfit without care, Jinshi hastily hands it over to the Apothecary. "Use this after to keep the wound from spilling."

"Right."

You keep quiet, knowing that if you made a peep. The assailant could find the three of you and finish the job. So you grit your teeth as Jinshi hands you his arm to grab onto as you shake. Tears falling from your eyes as the knife pierces through your skin, deeper and deeper. 

"It's okay.. It'll be okay." Master Jinshi hushes the small groans of pain leaving you. Anxiously glancing down at your trembling form as your tears stain his arm.

Finally, the bullet is pulled out, but you had lost too much blood. You would need stitches..

But first, medical care.

Maomao could only hope someone would find the three of you soon.

Jinshi talks of exit within the cave, so, with aid from Maomao, she helps you hobble along as you breathe quietly.

Letting you rest by the wall, you watch the two discuss on how to escape. Not used to feel so.. You don't think about it as you get up.

"Let me help."

You stagger forward, "this seems like a three person job."

."You're hurt, we can't possibly-"

uu"Master Jinshi, it is too high with just the two of us, while I agree in not putting endangering their wound. If we do not get out of here quickly..."

Worriedly glancing towards you, you watch the Enuche kneel so you stand on his back, as Maoamo climbs atop yours as she tries to grab at any of the wall for balance.

"Augh..!" You hiss in anguish as Maomao froze. Biting her lip as she continued, hoping you would forgive her.

A frog jumps onto her face as her fingers slip, causing the balance of all three of you to tumble.

Catching Maomao, the two of you fall onto Master Jinshi...

Feeling something poking at your behind, you place your hand down on said object in your pain stricken mind.

"What is this..? Some kind of mushroom?" You try to jank it from the ground as Maomao eyes widen comically at the sight.

"Ah~..!" A quiet, painful moan crosses your ears as your pain numbs at the sound. Turning around, you blink. Looking down at your hand, before letting go.

Silence settling between the three of you, you finally pass out from the pain.

Once you had awoken, you realized that you were back in the villa Master Jinishi was staying in during the hunt.

Glancing around, you take notice of the sleeping Maomao at your bedside. Then, onto your left, Master Jinshi, whose eyes shine with guilt as he gazed down at you.

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{This Private Li College, Maomao currently attends this school during her foster fathers jobs transfer. But it seems like the student's she meets here have her own circumstances-!? But when her old classmate attends as well. Who knows what the two will discover!}

As the new appointed club leader for the Baking Club, you take pride in your position. Often aiding your members or other students who wish to know the greatness of baking.

So, when you receive a mysterious bag of cookies from a secret admirer in your locker. Maomao is begrudgingly on the case as well as the unhelpful aid of the student council president, Jinshi.

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Biting into your lunch, Xiaolan eyes the pretty bag of where the cookies laid in.

"Wow! Theres so much effort involved, I'm almost jealous!"

"Why's that?" Maomao questions, not understanding why it was a big deal. "Hm? You haven't heard?" Shisui gestures to the velvet ribbon.

"Those cookies are from that brand new luxury place that opened up a few days ago! The lines are so long that people wait there for days!"

"I doubt days..." Maomao sighs. 'But that means the sender has high connections if they were able to buy them.'

"Hmm.." 'The sender isn't Student Council President, he too looked shocked when seeing the cookies.' Maomao recalled you conversing with her and him before you opened your locker. Jinshi offering to walk you too class as Maomao tried to get him of your trail.

Yet when you tried to retrieve your books, a small bag of cookies fell out.

Maomao would of laughed at the Student Council Presidents aghast expression, but knew it wasn't the time.

"For all we know, the cookies could be tampered with. You should through them away." Maomao tells you, taking a bite from her own food.

You nodded.

"Seems like the best idea."

"Eh! B-but that's such a waste!" Xiaolan wails as Maomao snags the bag away. "But wouldn't that mean your rejecting your admirer!"

"What's this now?"

The Student Council President arrives to the rather empty class, since most of the students had headed to the cafeteria. Shusui answers him with a shrug.

"(Y/N) is tossing the expensive treats cause Maomao said it's untrustworthy."

"Ah I see... But wouldn't that mean your rejecting the poor senders feelings?" He asks, tone slight coy. But his smile was a bit too sharp for Maomao's liking.

"Even if I knew the sender, I'd still reject them."

All attention is pointed towards you. "I do appreciate the thought of buying this... But, I'd rather them make something from the heart. Cookies aren't too hard to bake, they didn't need to be perfect like these one's 'ere. I would of been find with a note if nothing else..."

You replied, taking the bag.

"I'll decide on what to do with these. I ain't gonna' toss 'em. For all we know, this could be for someone else."

Maomao sighs, but agreed with your statement as the bell rings. Everyone returning to their seats as Jinshi smiles at you, lightly patting your shoulder as he leaves with a charming smile.

Maomao ignores the act as she brushes off your shoulder eagerly.

"AH! IS THERE A (L/N) HERE!"

A underclassmen shows outside the door, panting.

"T-Those cookies are for my significant other... I put them in the wrong locker... Sorry."

You laugh as you walk over, returning the treats.

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Notes:

I had a fun time with trying to write with a Senshi! Inspired (Y/N). I have whole types of head canons with them with Jinshi and Maomao. They're just so silly! Also, I hope some of ya'll got the references I added! (Also, Senshi is a character from Dungeon Meshi.) I recommend it! It sorta ties in with the ideas I have regarding these two fics and hopefully more to come!. 

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DUST AND FEATHERS

[In fairytales, villains have a henchmen or animal companion. Comedic relief, or typical quiet background worker. But when the Prince of Philos meets a Onychinus Employee. Lives intertwine, can fairytales really happen this way?]

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"Aughhghg-" You groan, bored out of your depth as Luke and Kieran grumble as well.

"I am... SO Done with this mission."

"Same."

"Agreed."

...

You all groan once more.

"Maybe Boss didn't need to worry, things are going pretty smoothly." Luke mumbles, you tilt your mask towards him. "Damn it Luke."

"Wha-?"

An explosion cuts him off as all three of you stand. Racing over to the scene. Mephisto caws to all three of you, urging to follow.

"On it Bird-Buddy!" Weapon in hand, you happily jump to the next roof as the Twins laid behind you. "I told you~!" You childishly yell back as Luke scoffed.

"CAW!"

"Okay okay! Jeez Mestphios, can't a girl just-"

You take note of the sound of a Wanderer, glancing down at the chaotic scene.

Who would of thought a Wanderer would appear at one the clubs Sylus frequented for meetings?

"Well I hope the deal was struck before that thing showed up."

You search for your Boss down below the scattering crowd leaving the outdoor area.

Weapon in hand, you let out a laugh as Mestphios worriedly squawks out to you as you jump down. Landing on a fire escape that one of the buildings had.

"Sorry Mestph! I've been bored all night and need to let off some steam!!"

You jump down and race to the creature, eagerness in your eyes as you squeal. Happily attacking it as it shrieks.

"What are you doing!?" Kieran yells through your com-link.

"Looking for Boss!"

"Boss is already safe! Fall back!"

You roll your eyes. "But if we get it's Protocore before the Hunters do-!"

"So what! Boss can just buy one! Fall back (Y/N), it's not-!"

A newcomer joins into the fight, their weapon peirce through the Wanderer. You move back, taking a good look at the fighter.

Your breath hitching as you gulp down the flock of birds in your tummy.

"Hey, Boss!" Being the eldest of the group you, Luke and Kieran, created between each other. You were often tasked with leading the three of you for whatever mission Sylus had assigned.

Infiltrate a house for a gang leader that took a powerful weapon from in Onychinus.

The weapon was located in a underground bunker of the assailant study. Hidden by a shelves of book, one of them being the key to the underground passage way.

The Twins throw a few books around, as you picked one up that caught your interest.

After finding the weapon and getting rid of few guards. You take your leave, pocketing it for later.

When arriving back to base, you let Luke give the report as you head back to your room. Opening the book, you read over the story. A quiet prince who's beauty was out of this world. His side-kicks and knight accompany him on his journey to find his one true love.

Who he assumed, was being kept in a dragons castle.

They defeat the dragon, then, finding out the princess he was searching for was his knight all along!

You swooned! Not realizing these girlish emotions swirling inside you, soon turning into anger and envy. So, with the healthy way to cope with this you... You took more mission.

Soon after, the Twins started gifting you more fairytales.

The Twins had fearfully recalled your last mission to Sylus, he could only sigh and tell the two boys that you would be fine.

The male Hunter, was dressed in pure white like a dove that princess would sing too. Hair a platinum blonde like straw that could shine into gold.

Eyes bright and blue as the stars, lips as pink ad a rose.-

A female voice calls out, catching your attention.

...Ah.

She was his partner.

Anger spilling out from you, a snarl-like smile at crosses your lips. You take note of the Hunter more focused on the Wanderer. He must really want that Protocore too..

You ignore the Hunters as you use your raise your weapon and charge up to the creature.

You strike down the Wanderer, grinning at is its pained cries as it seemed to struggle once you got it down. Shoving your hand towards its arm, ripping it from their body until it finally becomes a rather big Protocore.

Grinning like a crow finding a shiny trinket, you grab it-

Shing-!

A sword is placed at your neck. A clear warning as the male Hunter eyes you carefully.

You could taste his Evol leaking out from his stance.

"..." He doesn't say a word, eyes trained on any movement from you as a action of defiance.

His female companion watches the stand-off, hand placed on her sword, but not un-sheathing.

With a quiet laugh from you, he slightly lowers the blade in confusion.

Who knew seasoned Hunters make rookie mistakes?

Within a second, you move away and find your escape behind the Hunter.

Dashing forward, the sword slices through your mask as you bite down a yell. Tackling the male Hunter as his weapon escapes his grip at the sudden tackle.

He struggles to remove you, hands wrapped around his shoulders, not tightly... But as a warning.

He ceases his movements, he stops for one second to see your (e/c) eye poking out from the cracks of your mask. Your lips smiling brightly as if finding him amusing.

MC shouts behind you as she grabs her weapon and races over.

You get up with minimal effort, foot digging into his stomach as you stand.

Soon racing off once more as MC called out to Xaiver as he groaned. Pain blooming onto his skin as the female Hunter helps him up. Calling more Hunters for damage control.

He closes his eyes as he tries to breath through the pain. But every time he did, he saw your mask gazing back at him.

-

"Hmph!" You pout, slamming Sylus office door shut. You were on "break" after the stunt you pulled. Not allowed to be on missions for a ENTIRE MONTH!

"That's what you get for acting reckless." Kieran teases as Luke agreed.

"You didn't even bring back the Protocore."

You freeze, face becoming warm as the Twins get closer.

"Boss showed us the feed from Mestphios." "That's right, I bet you were just showing off to those lame Hunters."

"You hesitated-! Augh! Hey!" Snatching the mask from Luke. Kieran laughs before he too, had his taken.

"Try and catch me jerks! Blegh!" You stick your tounge at them as they holler after you. Running down the estate stairs as you flee to the kitchen. The two hot on your trail as the Twins yell.

"Boss! (Y/N) took our masks!"

Sylus, who fixing up Mestphios wing, sighs. A tired smile on his face as the mechanical crow shuffles his feathers.

Opening the door, Sylus gesture with a small flick of the wrist as Mestphios flies out of the room. Knowing that his Master had ordered him to watch over the trio as he finishes paperwork.

-

Finding the Protocore hidden in his jacket. He crushes it his palm. After receiving medical care, he walks back into work.

A simple question lingers in his mind as he goes through files. Finding the correct one, he pulls it out. Tracing over the written words.

Onychinus.

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[Okay so, What if-Xaiver vs Sylus Guard Reader?? It's a idea I had and wanted to test it out, I can make a small two parter if anyone is really interested. But this was basically a romantic-comedy type story so- I dunno! Comments, reblogs, hearts, art, or qna are super appreciated! Thanks see yall later!]

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Spiders and Bats Snippets 5

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"Well... I like your smile." You reply, tone sincere as you give a gummy grin.

"Why's that?" He asks, not bothering to look away from bat-themed device.

"Hmm.. Well.."

Underneath that gloom and brooding, you thought Batman was very sweet and selfless. Always trying to help civilians, fighting villains, even aiding other heroes when needed.

"Cause' you're very cute!"

The vigilante raised a brow but didn't bother to comment as he walks over to Commissioner Gordan.

Silence was received after the compliment. Ignoring your answer as he disscuss over to the commissioner. Blinking at the suited vigilante, you listen politely as Batman and Mister Gordon talk what had transpired a few moments before.

Once finished, he walks to your side. The two of you watching the Gotham police force move out. Finally, just the two of you about to part ways...

But you pause, tugging at his cape without much thought.

"B', I mean what I said."

He doesn't answer, not even glancing.

You let go of the cape, stepping a tad closer.

"Why."

Is all he said, as if the word foreign to him when regarding you.

You don't even hesitate.

You reply. "I like it when you're joyful. It makes me happy."

Batman glances at you, grunting as he merely grabs his bat-grappling hoo and swings off into the night.

Yet... Your words had quietly stunned him. Opting to keep that info for himself, he overhears Spoiler squealing on the other end of the communication link as Nightwing laughs.

-

"I think you'll get it some day." You tell him, smiling softly.

"Get what?"

"Love! Silly!"

"And what if I don't want a partner?"

"Who said anything about a partner?" You take Batmans had. Holding it closely to your heart. Gesturing to the flock of 'Robins' that stood further away from the two of you.

"Love comes in all shapes and sizes Darlin', self love being one of them. It's tuff to get at but... It's real nice once you have it. Don'tcha' think?"

You state as B' eyes you, his hand giving a gentle squeeze back.

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[This was POSTED WAY TO EARLY BEFORE I HAD TIME TO FINSIH THE OTHER SMALL STORIES AUGHH! I hope yall like it! See ya later! Comments, replies, art, reblogs and ect are appreciated see yall later!

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CLOTH

{When a traveler from another world becomes entangled with the world puppetry and lies..}

[1.] [2.] [3.] [4.] [5.] [6.]

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P eyes the fluffy coat draped around his shoulders, his head lightly tilting at the sight of the rather soft fabric as you eye the coat with a thoughtful look.

Gemini chirps as P looks at himself through the mirror as you grab another coat from the rack.

“Quite dashing!” Gemini replied to the male puppet. P glances at the mechanical cricket, before you come back to his side with a multitude of coats, and hats stacked on your arms. “O-KAY! I brought some coats, shawls, boots, socks and a whole bunch of other stuff.”

“How did you even find that?” Gemini asks as he and P watch you place the pile on a nearby chair.

“Oh.. Just the typical way. Searching around.”

P recalled you had once looked in a dumpster for what you claimed was “a cool thing that looked interesting”. Or when the three of you found a abandoned shop and you’d take the items for resources for the hotel. Even the occasional cat-themed gift you would find for him that would cause his ergo to flutter.

“Lucky us!” You shrug as you sit down. Pulling out a furred hat from the pile, showing it off. “This might suit you, very pre-tty!”

P watches you place the item atop his head, adjusting it so he could see. Once done, you turn him to the mirror.

“That’s it! …Not with that coat though, hey, Gemini? Got a idea? What about you P?”

A few knocks interrupt you as a small cluster of other hotel denizens walk in with their own outfits for the puppet to try on. Even a few that look it was more suited for BOTH of you match and pair.

You readily talk with Venigni as he hands over a full furred coat, his butler two steps behind him with a pair of gloves to match. Sophia walks in with Eugenie, they too had decided to watch the silliness unfold. Even if they too, had brought a couple of things P and you might like.

 “C’mon! Just show it off!” You laughed, striking a pose for him to follow. P tries to follow the pose you striked, yet misplaced his footing. He frowns in confusion, trying again as you try to help.

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[I know most of my lop fics are silly, but I think thats okay! There just needs to be more fics of P! Anyway, I hope ya’ll enjoyed! See you later!]

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SIDE LINE

[1/1]

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White walls.

When Caleb woke up to nothing but white, he assumed that this was the presumed ‘end’.

Yet, he thought it would be much different. Whether it be at least the skies of supposed “heaven” or what was laid underground.

Though this wasn’t he expected.

Sitting up, he looks at his hands, he looked… As if the fire had never happened, the house-

“Pipsqueak!” He gasps, standing up grasping at air as he tries to breath. Looking desperately for the girl, panicking as everything beyond him was nothing but utter white. He looks down at the ground, the surface he stood on was the same as well.

He runs, calling out for anyone to hear him. 

No one replies back.

But he kept running, searching, there had to be an exit of some kind! A door, a crack of space, anything but these endless white-!

He yells, frustrated as he stops. Desperately trying to think his way out of this place!

How long as he been running? How long was he there?

How was he not exhausted? He could-!

He didn’t understand…

"☟☜..☹☹..⚐ 🕈..⚐☼☹👎"

A voice says behind him.

He stops, turning around carefully. Gazing at the person as he takes a step forward, hands reaching out to them. Though he retracts when taking note of who called out to him.

It had been at least a couple of months since Caleb had arrived here. You nicknamed the place as the “OUT OF BOUNDS”. Where nothing could be there, merely there because of space. When he first arrived, he had begged for why he was there, yet YOU provided no answer. Merely letting him sit far from you, as he tried to ask a different question,

“What are-”  You turn to him, glaring. You looked tired. 

“Someone that is residing here.”

He grits his teeth. “Did you bring me here? If so, take me BACK-! AGH-!” He fall to his knees, his Evol, why isn’t working?

“It won’t work. So stop trying.”

He doesn’t listen, continuing as you sigh.

“Caleb, if your Pipsqueak saw you, I bet she’d laugh.”

The male froze, taking a rush forward until he was gripping at your clothes. Little pixels bite at his hands, yet it did not hurt. You don’t meet his gaze, but you knew that familiar feeling that lingered on his being.

Rage, confusion, fear.

“How do you know that name.”

You raise your head, frowning at him sadly.

“I can’t tell you, you would forget anyway.”

 Now, he waits with you like rotting wood. The only companion he had for… He didn’t know how long he was there, he tried to ask you. Yet you shrugged, claiming “a couple of months, probably.”

“What’s your favorite food.” He breaks the ice, watching you tense up as he takes a spot beside you. Hands lightly drumming on his knee, watching you closely.  

 “What a stupid question.” You scoffed, keeping your gaze away from him.

 “You didn’t answer.” He reminds you, as if chiding a misbehaving animal!? 

 “... [F/N].” You reply quietly, holding yourself closer. 

Caleb paused, a thoughtful look taking over his face.  “Huh.. I would have thought some type of-.” You interrupt him.

“Do you..- Always ask so many things..?” 

“No, but we have the time, right?”

You chuff, but ask him the same questions. He replied he preferred apples on occasion.

"Your name? Or do you think that's silly question to you?" He teased.

"... It's-"

There was little entertainment in the empty space, so he stayed next to you, watching your troubled look you seem to always wear. Even if it was hidden with indifference, you were allways lost in thought. As he could only find ways to drag you out of your mind with recounts of his past. Or endless teasing, whether it be your clothes, voice or hair, anything to make you react.

Pulling at your clothes, he tugs you into his arms. Lifting you in his arms with ease. Not minding the small glitchy shrieks leaving you, growls leaving your throat as you yell at him. 

“PUT ME DOWN!”

“Can’t.”

“WHY THE HELL NOT?”

“I’m trying to see if-”

"✋ 👎⚐☠❄ 👍✌☼☜. 🏱🕆❄ 💣☜ ��⚐🕈☠. ☠⚐🕈✏✏” You screeched as he immediately lets you down. Placing up his hands apologetically, watching you recoil. Taking a few steps back from you, watching your posture hunch over a bit as you breath.

“I-I.. Sorry, I just.. No, I'm sorry.” 

He watches you slump down to sit, covering your face with your hands, the colors of your clothes slightly interchanging into neon reds, then blues, as if to copy a warning sign. Caleb waits, standing in place as he leans down.

Crawling to your side, with juuuuusst, enough space between you both.

“☺︎♏︎❒︎🙵”

“Yeah, that was pretty crappy of me..”

You raise your head quickly, wide-eyed. 

“You… Understood that?”

“..Yeah? I mean, if you were trying to whisper then-”

“NO! I.. Forget it.”

“...” Caleb eyes you, before sounding out what you said. “☺︎♏︎..”

You roll your eyes. “✋︎⧫︎🕯︎⬧︎ ❍︎□︎❒︎♏︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎■︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎⧫︎📬︎📬︎📬︎”

You raise a brow as he grumbles, trying to repeat.

“I’ll teach you if you stop mumbling.”

He brightens up, like a puppy wagging it’s tail.

Sometimes, you would scowl, frown, or his favorite. You would let a smile slip past as the few pixels littering your body became brighter as you listened. Reminding him of twinkling lights in the night sky.

“You know, out of the few things I miss…”

He lays on your lap without much care as you freeze, gazing at him sternly.

“The sky.” He holds up a hand, trying to reach up, eyes focusing on the never-ending white.

Your eyes soften, looking up as well.

“I always told Pipsqueak, I’d rather fly, going farther and farther until I’d reach the clouds, maybe even beyond.” He sighs, closing his eyes, imagining he was back underneath that beautiful sky. 

“Have you seen it?”

A bitter smile decorates your face.

“I… I probably have, but… I don’t re… Why are you asking?” You question.

“How much would you love me if I took you to see it?” Caleb smiled, opening his eyes to your flushed complexion. Glaring down at him as the glitches had started to crawl upwards.

“You…” You grit our teeth, as Caleb could only grin back at you. “You can’t.” 

Caleb sits up, frowning. “Why not? I can take out star-gazing, show you off to my co-workers. Pipsqueak would love you, she’d probably drag you all around Linkon, with me as your handsome g-” You shove him further away as he laughs. Continuing once he regains his breath.

“When we leave, I want to show-”

“If.”

“WHEN.”

“When you leave.”

Caleb looks at you, light-hearted expression faltering.

“...You only have a few minutes, soon it will be seconds before you leave.”

You tell him, as if seeing a clock on him. 

“...What. No, no no, your joking with me. Yeah? You- You’re..”

You don’t look at him.

“How.”

“It’s always that way.” You say, shrugging with a simple smile. Thoughtful as Caleb makes a move to hold you. Yet once his hands make a sliver of contact, he screams in pain. “AGHH! GAH-! Urgh..” He staggers back, clutching at his arms as he closes his eyes.

When…When was the last time he had  felt such a agonizing feeling? How long..!

“See? I told you that time was up.”

“I.. I can’t leave you here-!”

“That isn’t your choice to make. CAleB-”

Your voice fades in and out as he takes note of his body disappearing.

“No… NO-!”

“Caleb.”

You shush his cries, hand ghosting over his face as he could only sob. “Caleb. Please, it’ll be okay.”

“No-! I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU WILL BE OKAY!” He roars, trying to touch you, yet his hands already fading into pixels as he yells.

 

“... Promise me something. I know you’ll forget it but-” He interrupts you.

“I can’t- I won’t-”

“See the skies. The stars-”

Your cut off, for Caleb had finally left. Not a single ounce of him was left, gone completely. Taken to somewhere else far from reach.

You sit in silence, a small smile creeping onto your lips as you stand. Walking forward, you glance at the code clinging to your hand.

-

Caleb eyes the portrait of you hanging on his walls. Getting it commissioned by some artist in Skyhaven, he traces the edges of the painting. The simple white frame encasing your entirety in a single white background.

Sitting as your expression was hidden away from the viewer. But he would know the expression, he knew of the voice. 

One that he chided when they kept to themselves in thought.  Or when he obnoxiously tried to pick up and twirl around so they could laugh or smile.

He hoped that damn DeepSpace tunnel would be a solution to find that “OUT OF BOUNDS”, though if not. He hoped his goals would guide him closer to your whereabouts.

No matter how long it takes.

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[PHEW, WOW. I had this idea for a really long time, but I never knew how to descibe it. I still don't know if my idea was conveyed clearly. But if not, I can make a follow up if anyone is interested. Overall, something to add to the Non MC Ideas floating around. I wanted to try something different. So i did! COMMENTS are super appreciated and relbogs, hearts, ect.]

[Ps. I actually wanna make a series based around other Non-Mc ideas I have Rafeyal and Sylus are on my list. So I dunno!! Let me know what yall miight think? See yall later!]

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In The Spirit of Apirl Fools and Spring! If anyone wants some Fics of This Sweet Bean, I WILL WRITE IT. NOT NSFW THO. IM BAD AT writing it.

Butterfly Business

https://youtu.be/iy5dh1QOWDc?si=5bkBS372_2XessbY

Or just watch this amazing short!

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me, after slamming back the entirety of falsifier in one go, losing the hyper fixation immediately after and knowing nothing can do it: now what… :(

[I'm so sorry! I try to update my stuff when I can!

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Wait I’m super into this Genderbent! ai fic? I didn’t even know that was on the table. And I wanna see how the story tries to correct itself (probably almost getting the mc killed lol) and how Ai (a person who has trouble loving) will grow with more life?? Like damn??

[Aw thank you! The series is another account of mine! HERE I mainly post the other chaps there before here.]

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CONNECT

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{When a traveler from another world becomes entangled with the world puppetry and lies..}

[1.] [2.] [3.] [4.] [5.]

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The cold air cicrles the two of you as you walk back to the Stargazer. You huff as you see a glimpse of hot air leave you, youcup your hands to your mouth to keep them warm. Which catches P's attention. He tries to copy the action, yet nothing happens. Gemini, noticing, pipes up.

"Hm? What's the matter Pal?" The puppet gestures to the action you did.

You eye P as he tries to explain to the cricket, until it finally hits you.

Raising your hand, you take hold of his palm. Clasping them together as you grin.

"BAM! Now we both got warm hands. You're welcome."

P eyes the sudden movement, the sound of his gears reacting becoming a quiet racket deep within him as you two reach the hotel.

Once inside, you laugh in relief at the warmth of the fireplace welcomes you both. You were going huddle up in the fire place-

A small tug keeps you in place.

You pause, trying to move your hand away. Seeing this, P kept grip tighter with his hand in yours. You try to pull away, yet he merely follows your movement without much fight, his main battle was keeping your hands intertwined.

You spin him in a small twirl as he complies, before stopping. Trying to do the same action for you as he be spun you in a small circle.

You sigh, relenting.

"Okay fine, but can we at least sit by the fireplace?"

P considers this, nodding as you drag him to sit beside you on the floor. You smile as you let P inspect your hands, letting go for only a second before he uses both hands to cup yours in his. Tracing the knuckle and joints with quiet interest.

He recalled you saying that the two you would have warm hands...

P hoped that maybe one day that his hands would warm yours with gentle care, as you did his.

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[Something sweet and simple! A bit inspired by the DLC sense it takes place during a winter? From the trailer I can only assume. Comments, reblogs are appreciated. Thanks for reading see you later!]

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ErROr.3

Love and Deepspace Various! / Reader

《File welcomes you! Enter! ... Good Luck.》

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Enjoying the momentary peace of the cafe, you watch your break time come into fruition. Grabbing your lunch bag, you get ready to head to head over to the break room. But cease your actions when the oh-so familiar door opens to a new customer.

With a somber smile, you place your bag down and look towards the newcomer. Greeting them cheerfully as you pull out a pen and paper for their order.

"Hi (Y/N)!" MC waves to you as Xavier and her step inside. That catches your attention immediately. "Oh, hey! Stopping in for lunch?"

"Yes." Xavier replied as you fan yourself with your notepad. "Hah... Isn't our precious city protected by such lovely people." You say dreamily as MC giggles, face warm as Xavier cheeks tickled pink.

"Well, I'll get your favorites. Hang on a minute please~"

You skip over to the kitchen as the Hunter duo eye the small bag nestled between the register and tip jar.

"Hm?" Xavier doesn't make a move to grab, instead relaying on context clues.

"Ah, it's their lunch." He realized.

MC stiffens, her palms becoming clammy with guilt. "Y-you don't think we're interfering with their break... R-right?" She gulps, as Xavier becomes more quiet.

His lovely eyes slowly widening as the two of them stand quietly in shame.

You arrive back with their items, carrying them with practice eased. "So, what table did you wan- huh?"

Xavier grabs the trays with food from your hold as MC grabs your lunch. The two Hunters nod at one another, a unspoken truce between the pair in loves rivalry. They stood close, shoulder-shoulder as they escort you to a near table.

"Wow..." You gape at their straightforward tactic, rather impressive!

Xavier sets the food down as MC pulls out your chair. Pushing you in as she gently lays your bag on your lap. "You should have lunch with us." Xavier states as MC readily agreed. "Yeah, it's much more fun this way."

Opening your bag as you bite of your dish you brought from home. Smiling with each tasty bite.

You glance away from the two, opening up your phone. A old article displayed of some T.V show, a young woman's photo was shown. Long brown locks a sweet smile as her gleam, underneath her photo was a description of her time as producer.

MC eyes the article, questioning you about it.

"Oh, it' just something I found. Why, does it look familiar?"

Your tone becomes softer as she shakes her head. Xavier peeks at the screen, but he too, didn't seem all informative about the subject. Lips thinning into a tiny frown, shrug.

"I guess it doesn't matter, I was actually looking for a article for Lemire!~" You replied, switching the tab to a cute photo of a plush version of the hero sitting on your dresser.

MC smiles sharply, "AH I SEE... So, he's your protecter?" After saying those words, she recoiled a bit. "And here I thought I was your knight... Damn plush." She whispers under her breath as Xavier was silent at the revelation

-

Humming along to the rather "old" song from a old "familiar" idol. You laugh at the sillimanites of his voice. Glancing at the image on the screen, the idols blonde tresses all a flurry as he smiles the viewer.

You do your best to copy the well-trained steps as you dip the mop in a half-hearted waltz.

"!-" A small gasp leaves Zayne as he watches you break the object in two within your hold. You toss it behind your back, ignoring the way it seemed to try and reteach itself.

"Dr. Zayne! A cup of coffee and slow dance?" You invite, masking your worry with a grin.

The doctor grimaces, "I apologize, I thought you would still be open. I'll see myself out-"

You don't answer his apology, merely instead reaching out to him. Gripping his sleeve like a lifeline as you shake your head. "NO! N-no, your fine." Pulling him closer, you drag him in a spinning twirl as he gapes at you.

"It's okay Doctor Zayne; I needed a new dance partner anyway." You say happily, tone becoming begging. "If it's the song, I can change it." You hastily reply.

The doctor, although tired on his feet and wished for a small cup of coffee so he can finish some overnight paperwork. Lets himself indulge in your desire to dance with him. The music keeping the two of you close as you grin effortlessly as he lets you lead.

-

Trying to keep still, Rafayel eyes his sketchbook, as you sat on the rather nice couch. MC stands behind the artist as she fidgets with her gloves. Trying to keep her composure as you shift in the rather... Flowy, outfit.

"Miss Bodyguard, please stop moving. You're annoying my concertation for the subject."

You look towards the female, curious.

"The same goes for you."

"Right! Sorry!"

Rafayel sighs, "I'll put a pause for a moment."

You get up, stretching as you waddle in the clothes without a care. Rafayel rolls his eyes, but follows suit. He walks to your side, notebook left in his former chair.

"Next pose, I'd like you to look at a reference I have for you. "

Pulling out a slip of paper, he hands it to you.

MC carefully peaks at the sketch book, eyes widening.

"That's... That is way too-!" She hushes herself, opting ignore the rather detailed drawing. ...Maybe she'll sang a small photo though on her phone while the artist was distracted.

You on the other hand, gaped at the pose. "I-I.. I.."

Rafayel raises his fingers to your chin, tilting your head to look at him. "Can you do it?" He asks softly...

You could see the hidden depths of the sea in his eyes. Strong, tantalizing.. Always moving..

A happy sigh leaves you as you nodded without much thought. Too preoccupied with his attention on you. "Yes.. Of course."

"Good."

The paper falls out from your hands as it's floats to the ground.

-

Caleb eyes the pomegranate in your hand, cutting up the fruit.

Pipsqueak had invited you over to the apartment for a movie and snacks. Though she hadnt realized that Caleb coincidentally chose to stop by before he would return to his duties.

Without much of a word from you during hus visit, you kept to yourself in the kitchen. Cutting up fruits for a snack for all three of you. He recalled chiding Pipsqueak for lacking in her "Host" duties. Yet the girl pouted and had told him she wouldn't get far arguing you to relax with them in the living room.

Being polite, the male offered his assistance.

"Ah, no. It's fine." You reply, focused on rinsing the apples and pomegranates. He watched you quietly, waiting for the moment he could step in.

It was...

Too much!

Though, it may of looked strange. You were honest reveling in his attention, trying desperately not to make a fool out of yourself!

It was sweet he wanted to help! But you didn't want him to not hang out with his one and only Pipsqueak!

You place down the apples and pomegranates on the cutting boards. A few other freshly washed fruits placed on the side in a bowl.

"You know... Pipsqueak talks about you a lot."

"..." You don't reply, too bashful.

"I can see why, your quite interesting."

You pause, placing down your items as you look at him straight in the eye. Caleb smiles, though he seemed unsure. Did he say something that upset you??

"... T.. Thank you." You said sincerely, determined to get your affection across. "Your interesting too, MC always talked about how nice and cool you are. She.. Really missed you. So, I'm glad I get to meet another important person in her life. Even if it's just for.. A small time."

You babbled with confidence, with every LADS, you wished to tell them what you knew about them. You could only hint at little information without being "caught" for knowing of there Myths or past stories.

So.. You'll focus on the now, and stear the story the best you could from the sidelines.

Caleb's smile parts a bit, frazzled by the words. Though he didn't mind, rather it stirred a nice feeling within him. It made everything feel so... Good. That's all there was too it.

-

Kirean and Luke follow besides Sylus, jotting down the notes from the notepad you gave the two.

"So, you have to carefully trace the creme on top-"

You pause, making sure the twins were poking each other with their pencils. Sighing in relief as they behaved, most likely due to Sylus warning them with just a look.

"And then... There! A perfect latte art!"

The twins clap respectfully, as Sylus lets a small laugh slip by his lips. "Here, try it. I know it's not your usual, but I promise it's delicious." You grin, pushing the cup to him.

The male leans down to look at the small foamy shape, resembling a puppy.

"It's quite cute." He compliments. You thank him, before turning to the twins. "Now, the materials and instructions at your disposal, get ready.... NOW!"

You cheer as the two grab their respective cups.

You smile, enjoying the silliness of it all. "I'm surprised the Twins wanted to learn Sylus. But I don't mind being called here, I love stopping by." You tell him, as the male grins back.

"I couldn't agree more."

-

{Part 1. Side Story 1. Side Story 2. Side Story 3. Side Story 4. Side Story 5.}

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