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[shslpunkdrabbles]

I love you because I want to

Ship: Leroy x Keith (mentions of Leroy x Tsuri/Naomi/Kurai)

Theme: Angst to comfort

Warnings: Suggestive, mentions of abuse

“Always remember this, Leroy. Everyone has a selfish side to them. Some are more blatant than others. Some want more than others. Some will stay silent, and others will shout it to the world. And those very people will take every drop out of someone like you, until there’s nothing left. You, too, have a selfish side within you. I wonder if you will leave someone dry, or if you’ll let someone like me continue to use you to my heart’s content~.”

So many years have passed since that monster of a man disappeared from Leroy’s life. Surely by now, being surrounded by much better company, the horrid memories of that bastard would’ve disappeared to the past. Be nothing more than a shitty time that wouldn’t need to be worried about anymore. He’s never going to come back.. Tsuri made sure of that..

And yet, he continues to plague his mind..

And how right that statement was..

Too many things have happened to Leroy as the years went by. Too many people took advantage of him because he allowed it. So many came into this life, and they left all the same. He thought that was how his life was meant to be. Even when he finally found ones he can actually trust to stay with him and love him.. Tsuri, Naomi, Kurai.. He knew it deep down. 

Deep down, they were all selfish. Just like him. And he saw those selfish sides. The only difference between their selfishness and the previous strangers before, is that they actually wanted him happy. They were greedy, possessive, downright dangerous.. But they loved him. The “ugly” selfish side wasn’t disgusting to Leroy. Their “ugly” selves were something he could connect to. He loved seeing the “true” side of the,..

Except for one. Who seemed too.. Perfect.

“Leroy! I smell donuts! What flavor this time??”

Keith.

Tsuri, Naomi, and Kurai were all dangerous individuals. But Keith? He was well aware of their natures, but he seemed to care for Leroy just as much as they did, without the “ugly” selfishness. He always clinged onto Leroy, yapping away at whatever thought came to mind. Although he wasn’t involved in their dangour line of work, he still attended their meetings and was their cheerleader. If the others were busy for whatever reason, Keith was there to keep Leroy company. He’d eat whatever sweet Leroy made, watch whatever Leroy wanted to watch, go wherever, play whatever, sleep whenever..

There was nothing “selfish” about him.

Bullshit.

Leroy accepted long ago that everyone had a selfish side, but what disgusted him was when people tried to hide it. They would bullshit and act as if they were a “good-heart individual”, but that was always a cover up. The more honest someone was about the ugly side of them, the more appreciative and even intrigued Leroy was witht them. “There’s no point in hiding it. I’ll always find you out.” Leroy would say. 

Leroy loved the selfish ones, and Keith was no different, but after all this time, he still didn’t expose his “ugly” side to Leroy. To tell the truth, having that pure and innocent love was a nice change of pace from the usual “Dark” nature of the others, but.. No way was it real. No way could Keith truly be that sweet and genuine of a person, especially to Leroy. No, there was an ugly side to him. Leroy was sure of it. 

He needed to know. He needs to see it. He needed to confirm Keith’s “ugly” side.

Taking advantage of Keith’s innocence made it incredibly easy for Leroy to get into action. Leading him to the bedroom with the idea of “just cuddling”, Leroy locked the door, shoved Keith onto the bed, and pinned him down with his body. Leroy’s long buttoned shirt was ripped apart by himself, exposing his see-through lingerie close to Keith’s surprised eyes. Sitting firmly on the smaller male’s crotch, Leroy pressed himself closer to the other, a dark, lusty look on his face.

“Tell me..” Leroy whispered, “Why have you been hiding from me all this time?”

Keith looked confused, causing Leroy to chuckle. “You know how the others are with me, right? You’re not blind to the hunger they have for me. They may care for my well being, but if I so much as snapped my fingers, they would rip each other apart to keep me all for themselves. They want me beyond measure, and have done a lot of terrible things because of me.” Leroy’s grip on Keith’s wrists tightened, despite Keith not resisting in any sort of way. “You’re not like my girls at the cafe; you’re well aware of the dangerous side of us.. Of me. The REAL me. And yet, you’ve been holding yourself back from me. You can’t hide it from me.

“So show me, Keith..” Leroy grinned wide, whispering ever so close to Keith’s ear. “Show me your ugly, selfish side~..”

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock..

Silence filled the room. So silent, their heartbeats became unbearingly loud. The only movement from Keith was his stomach rising and falling from breathing. No sort of fight back. No shoving, no pulling, no yelling nor cursing. Just laying in uncomfortable silence.. Until..

“You’re trembling, Leroy.”

Leroy’s once confident expression fell apart into confusion, and when he lifted himself up enough to see Keith’s face, who looked the most serious Leroy had ever seen him, his stomach dropped. A part of him wanted to pull back and.. Beg for forgiveness. Like he defied and tried to take control of someone he wasn’t supposed to. But still, he held his ground, because.. Well, Keith was HIS, right?? Keith wasn’t like.. That man.. But.. 

“The ugly, selfish side, huh?” Keith spoke again, causing Leroy to stiffen. “You really want to know what I  really think about you?”

Of course Leroy did.. And yet, how serious and calm Keith was talking, he almost didn’t want to know. Despite that fear, Leroy nodded, trying his best to regain his dominance. As long as Keith exposed his true self, then..

“The truth is I love you.”

… Huh?

“I love how giddy you get when you find a new outfit to try on.” Keith said. “I love how focused you get when you find a new recipe you want to try. I love how strict you get when the others try their own methods in ways that would make a mess. I love how you quietly mumble to yourself when you notice a hint to a movie’s plot twist. I love how your eyes sparkle when you discover a new cafe.”

“What..? N-No, this isn't-..”

“ I love how patient you are with your girls when you teach them a new recipe.” Keith continued, never breaking eye contact. “I love how you’ll purposely turn away from us so we can hug you from behind. I love how you hold and pet and kiss each of us a different way. I love it when you fall asleep while laying on me, even when you try your best not to. I love how, even with your most selfish requests, you’d never actually force any of us to do it if we didn’t want to.”

“N-No, Keith..” Leroy began to whimper, his entire frame shaking. His once overpowering demeanor shrank into a scared child, unable to handle all of the compliments and random details Keith was shooting at him. “St-Stop.. You..” Leroy’s voice could barely come out. He couldn't stop Keith. He..

“If you have to know my selfish side, then..” Keith took back his arms that were no longer pinned by Leroy, and wrapped them around the other’s trembling body, pulling him close to his body once more. “I love you because I want to. No matter what you say or do, I’ll always love you. I’ll never let anyone stop me from loving you.” He pressed his lips against Leroy’s cheek, and Leroy could feel Keith’s cheeky grin against his cheek. “Not even you. 

“How’s that for selfishness? Hehe~”

Leroy couldn’t move. His body refused to move. He could feel both of their heart beats together, his own faster than the other’s. It took a moment for him to realize he had tears streaming down his face, too overwhelmed with guilt and regret. He had felt so confident earlier.. About how Keith surely had an ugly side to him. Everyone did, right? He thought Keith would push him back, climb on top, and have his way with Leroy. He was so sure of it..

Did.. Leroy even want that, though..? Did he actually want Keith to take advantage of him? Yes, he enjoyed it when the others did it because it was still mutual, but Keith.. Keith was different. Keith was the sweet, tender side of the darkness. The one Leroy could cuddle and eat sweets and do nothing with.. And it’d be perfect like that. He wasn’t sure how to feel anymore. He thought he would feel disappointment, and yet he couldn’t help but feel relieved.

“I.. I’m sorry..” Leroy whimpered, curling more onto Keith’s body. “I.. I don’t know why I.. P-Please don’t hate me..”

“I could never.” Keith comforted, running one hand through Leroy’s hair, and the other against his back. “I already told you that I love you. Do you want me to list the reasons again?”

“N-No.” Leroy actually giggled between the soft sobs, stopping himself from hiccuping. “I heard you the first time. I-I just..”

“You sure? I’ll do it again. I’ll probably list other reasons that I didn’t mention earlier!”

“Stop it, you d-dork! Heh heh..” Leroy tried lifting himself up, but was immediately pulled back down by Keith. “C-C’mon, I’m heavy, aren’t I..?”

“Nope.” Keith shook his head. “I’m being selfish. You’re lying here until I say you’re free.”

“Keeeith! You proved your point already! Lemme go!”

“Nuh-uh! You’re my prisoner! You’re stuck with me forever! Heheheh!☆”

Everyone has a selfish side, huh? Well.. it’s not all that bad sometimes.♡

♤

[shslpunkdrabbles]

PLEASE CONTINUE A CRY FOR HELP

I NEED TO READ WHAT HAPPENS NEXT SO BADLY

IF IT ISN'T HAPPENING SOON HOWEVER THEN CAN I HEAR A BIT OF SNEAK PEAK ON WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT TO HOLD ME OVER? PRETTY PLEASE WITH SUGAR ON TOP?

I hate being sleepy, buuut.. I got a lil part done, so here we go:

Even when Gene left the room, Leroy was still smiling like a little kid at the interaction, just so happy to meet a friend of Tsuri’s after so long. It was Tsuri who brought him back to reality, when he softly bonked the top of the bluenette’s head. “Focus, Leroy.” Tsuri said. “You seemed pretty serious about this shit, so explain it.”

“Yeah, you even wanted me. Like, damn, I’m special.” Kurai whistled, swaying his head and kicking his feet. He and Leroy haven’t spent as much time with each other as is, especially if Tsuri wasn’t there (he was their connection), so it definitely surprised him when Leroy requested his help. Not like he minded; something that required his help was sure to be an interesting mission. “So what is it? Are we gonna double date? You with Naomi, me with Tsuri? Let’s get it.”

“Kurai, you gotta stop.” Naomi pinched Kurai’s cheeks, her own getting flushed. “Go ahead, Leroy! I’ll keep this enderman in check.”

The light-hearted moments back to back were coming to an end, and remembering the whole point of this meeting dropped Leroy’s smile, his posture straightening. He took a deep breath while picking up his wine glass, rubbing the cup in growing uneasiness. “Well.. I asked you all here because I wanted your help with something. It’s.. I guess it’s a selfish request, and it could just be my paranoia, but..

“I met someone that I think needs help. Their name is “Leia’."

[shslpunkdrabbles]

So which of the Symbol will you be writing next? Thank you for the first chapter with the Spades by the way! I've always wanted to read about what goes on within any of the Symbols, and it makes me so happy to see the first one was one of my favorites! I hope we will see more of them and the rest of the Symbol folks soon! /POS

I wanted to go in order of Symbols, so Hearts was next, then Clover, then Diamonds

I think people want Clover most, but going in order helps my adhd brain a lil

[shslpunkdrabbles]

A Cry for Help (WIP)

Summary: Leroy asks for help from Tsuri, Naomi, and Kurai for someone in possible danger. The meet at a hotel Tsuri frequents for his own jobs.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse (subject to change)

“You promised to keep me safe, didn’t you?? The dreams we had, the future we worked for, your secrets and fears exchanged for mine.. Was it all a lie..?”

“A lie.. Such a small yet hurtful word. It’s not that I lied, but simply told you what you wanted to hear to make us both happy. Does the ‘truth’ even matter, if what we did together got us to this point? To our upcoming happy ending?”

“A happy ending?! How can you only focus on the ending, and not at the journey that took us there?? How can I want something built on deceit?? How can I trust you going forward?? I.. I can’t believe this.. I can’t believe YOU! I can’t–” 

*Ding ding!*

The bell from the entrance alerted the receptionist at the front desk, causing her to quickly close her notebook and adjust her glasses, preparing to meet her new guests. With a small bow, she greeted, “Welcome to the After Hour Hotel. My name is Genevieve. How may I–” 

"No need for that, Gene.”

Hearing that familiar voice had Genevieve look up with wide eyes, and her demeanor softened as she saw her favorite guest, as well as three other new faces behind him. 

“Tsuri.. Come, right this way.”

 ~~~

The After Hour Hotel wasn’t your typical hotel for vacation. In fact, it was tucked away in the most secluded area, where no business would ever want to reside. You would only hear about it if you searched deep in the web for it, or if there were particular services that you could get done there. Some normal people wouldn’t be caught dead in this hotel..

And others would be found dead there.

Genevieve, the owner of such a dark hotel, essentially helps people get their hits, deals, and other illegal activities done under the secrecy of her hotel. She doesn’t care how dangerous, shady, or violent things can get; you pay your fee, finish your business, and she will handle the aftermath. Authorities have had their suspicions on this place, but no matter what they try for investigations, they always fall short. It can be a tiring job at times, as her free time is little to none because of the hotel, but it’s a life she’s too far gone in, that quitting now would rip the meaning out of her life away.

Not that she would have it any other way, for it was Tsuri that gave her the opportunity.

See, he saved her from her horrendous parents 2 years back, and she’s felt indebted to him since. He always assured her that she didn’t have to do anything for him, but how could she not thank him for giving her a chance to live again? So Genevieve helped him a bit with cleaning up some crime scenes, and took on commissions of her own in order to completely renovate the hotel her parents owned. Now, he is a frequent customer to the hotel, coming mostly for commissions, but also to relax from said commissions. 

However, it was unexpected that Tsuri brought other people with him this time. He usually comes alone, so to see him come in with a bluenette with sparkles in their eyes, a floating woman who insisted on helping to carry the drinks, and a dull emo making smoke rings with a vape, was certainly a surprise. Nonetheless, Genevieve welcomed them with more hospitality than she would other guests, leading them to the lounge area with drinks at hand. 

“Apologies for the lack of selection.” Geneviene said as she began serving everyone wine. “I wasn’t expecting such an important meeting tonight. However, rest assured that I will close this area off, just in case other patrons decide to come by for business.”

“You’re so formal! It feels like I’m at a 6 star hotel with you alone!” The floating woman cheered, her sharp teeth visible from her wide smile. 

“Leave her alone and sit your ass down.” Tsuri growled. She wasn’t intimidated by the tone, but listened anyway. His glare softened when he looked over to the hotel owner. “Sorry, Gene. I didn’t really want to bring them here, but.. Didn’t have much of a choice.” He glanced over to the bluenette, who was twirling his hair and failing at hiding his excitement. “We’ll try not to be here long.”

“Oh, no worries. Take all the time you need to handle your business.” Gene, whose eyes were normally dead and dull, seemed to have a hint of life in them. “Any guests brought by Tsuri are guests worth taking care of. Besides..” She looked over to the bluenette, “I believe this one is the one you speak highly of, Tsuri.”

“Me??” The sparkle in their eyes shined twice as much, which made Tsuri hide his face in embarrassment. The uncontrolled excitement finally bounced out of them, and they rushed right in front of Gene, and held onto her hands. “I always wanted to meet you, Gene! I’m Leroy, and she’s Naomi, and he’s Kurai, and Tsuri has kept you a secret from me for so long! He told me he has a little team that helps him with his job, and you’re part of it, so I always wanted to thank you for that! I wish I could’ve met you sooner, since you’re so nice and pretty and stuff!” Leroy was literally bouncing on his feet when rambling. Gene barely had the chance to even acknowledge Naomi and Kurai’s wave when their names were brought up.. And yet, despite not used to such attention, she didn’t feel uncomfortable by the other’s glee.

“Alright alright, get down!” Tsuri grabbed Leroy by the back of his shirt, and dragged him back to the sofa, ignoring the other’s whines of protest. “I know we came so you can meet her, but there’s bigger matters at hand, right? Something that had to get these two involved?” He pointed at the others, both sipping the wine and smirking at the redhead going into parent mode. He groaned and smacked his cheeks, feeling a wave of embarrassment from the display of fangirling. “Gene.. thank you for the wine. I’ll let you know when we’re done.”

“Heh.. of course. Have a pleasant stay.” With a final bow, Gene walked out the lounge and closed the door, her cheeks also a bit pink from the encounter. “Leroy.. He seemed different from what I heard before. Just how powerful is he..?”

(THIS ISN'T DONE, IT'LL BE FINISHED TOMORROW)

[shslpunkdrabbles]

Symbol Chapter 0.1: Spades

(A look into the life of the Spade Cards and lifestyle)

~~~~~

“Well, since we have a grand 3 challengers here with all different ideas on what to play, I get to decide what the game is. So the game will be… Tycoon! It’s my favorite game, after all, but it doesn’t mean I’m guaranteed the win. You just have to make sure to get rid of all your cards before everyone else, and if you rack up enough points, you win!”

“But.. this means we’re all against one another..”

“That makes it way harder! Why couldn’t we just challenge you one by one??”

“I was so ready for my own game, but you.. You’ll take advantage of this! It’s not fair, right??”

“Mm.. That’s true. It’s normally a 1 v 1. So, I’ll propose this: you three can be a team, and focus me down. You can tell each other what cards you have, ensure I don’t have a chance to play, do whatever you want to do to make sure I lose.

“If you win, you guys can figure out who shall be the new Leader of Spades together~”

- - - - -

The Spades Section of the Symbol City. A place full of neon bright lights, soothing music, and bustling entertainment buildings. Out of all the four sections, this one was the place to be for fun. Restaurants big and small, clubs of different genres for different folks, arcades from classic to 4D, and so much more. Various Servants with heads of Spades wandered together with the residents, ready to assist anyone who had questions and concerns with anything. The city lights look like stars in the pale blue landscape, the moon never seeming to set to give the sun a turn, but it still felt so warm and bright. If you were bored in this part of town.. Well, you were just a boring person, weren’t you?

One of the biggest clubs in town was the FNF, run by one of the Leader’s very own Trump Cards. This club was full of the best music, and hosted countless singing competitions and karaoke nights. The drinks were fruity, as well as the workers there. There were also private rooms for private games, and you can even stack up winnings to get yourself some prizes, which can be saved for another visit. Wins aren’t rigged against the customer, since this was all fun sport, but..

“Ahhh~! Gotta hurry! I’m gonna miss their challenge!”

A blue hair playboy bunny rushed around the club, quickly checking if everything was running smoothly. Customers could barely catch a glimpse of him from how fast he was running; his super speed was a power given to him by the Leader themselves. His blue-highlighted black bunny ears whipped in different directions, trying to see if there was any sort of issue that needed his help. There weren't normally any issues when he was in and out the club, but you can never be too sure.

[You don’t have to worry so much, Keith.] A female robotic voice spoke up, spooking the bunny to a halt. Keith looked over to see his older sister, Roxanne, who was standing behind him with her trusty clipboard in hand and male Servant by her side. She, too, was dressed in a playboy bunny outfit, yet she somehow looked more modestly dressed than him. [I can handle the club while you’re gone. You should worry more about being on time.] A choker around her neck glowed whenever it spoke, despite her lips not moving. 

Keith pouted at the slight jab at his tardiness. “It’s not my fault! Someone kept using all their points to challenge me, so it went way longer than expected! They lost it all, and I had fun, but now I’m running behind!” Yes, customers can use their earnings to challenge Keith directly, in hopes of winning even bigger, more enticing prizes. However, they’re no easy wins, and he always dominates the challenge with a perfect score. People know this, yet they continue to challenge; either the grand prizes are just so tempting to win, or his cocky and teasing behavior makes them want to wipe that smirk off his face. 

His ears stopped darting about and drooped, meaning his “scan” of the club was complete. “Ok Roxie! I’m passing control over to you! Keep me posted in case anyone tries anything funny. And don’t let that chick stare at your butt anymore! I’ll fight her if she dares try to go third base with my sister.” Keith glared at Roxanne, who was blushing beet red and bonked him with the clipboard. Rushing over to the exit, he raised his hand to his earring, ready to transform out of his uniform.. Until someone blocked his way. He groaned in annoyance and said, “I’m off the clock, buddy. Talk to Roxanne if you need something.”

“Ah c’mon, just real quick.” The sneaky guy grinned as he towered over Keith, but the Trump Card was far from fazed. “You said last time that you would accept my lil game, yet you’re tryna pull a fast one on me yet again. It’s a quick game, nothing we gotta set up with anything fancy.”

“Me, pull a fast one? You’re the one that has a tab that hasn’t been paid off yet!” Keith retorted. “You were already warned that if you didn’t pay your tab at the end of the week, you’d be forced to clean this place until it’s paid in full.”

“I know, I know, but that’s what my lil bet is for.” The man flicked a coin in the air, catching it without breaking eye contact with Keith. “Just one game of Heads or Tails. If you win, I pay for everything tonight. I win, and the debts’ gone.” His grin grew as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Keith’s. “And don’t worry if you lose. We can always double or nothin’, heh heh~..”

This bastard and his coin.., Keith thought, sucking his teeth in. There was always annoying customers like him, and he always challenged people to coin flips just to get out of trouble. Keith was all too familiar with it, especially with how this guy knew how high to flip the coin in order to get the side he wanted. He could just ban the guy from the club, but at this point..

“Fine. Flip it.”

The man’s eyes widened in excitement. This was going to be such an easy win, and knowing how stubborn Keith was about losing.. Hoho, the things he’s going to make this bunny bitch do~! “Alrighty then! After I flip it, just say what side you want while it’s in the air. Good luck~” Doing two casual flips, he snaps the coin high into the air with his thumb, still not breaking eye contact with Keith. “So? Heads or Tails~?”

“Heads.” Keith answered instantly.

The man caught the coin and slapped it onto the back of his other hand. He didn’t even have to look at it to know what it was, and boy was he excited. “Y’sounded pretty confident there, lil bunny boy. Unfortunately for you, it was–”

…. Wait.

“.. huh? But.. it was supposed to be..”

This time, it was Keith’s turn to grin almost sinister-like. “Get your suit on. You work in 10 minutes.”

- - - - -

While the FNF was the most popular club within Spades, the Sweet Delights was the most popular cafe there. It’s mainly known for its wide variety of desserts and all things sweet, but their sandwiches, various comfort drinks, and small meals can rival most restaurants there. Not to mention the five beautiful maids that serve the customers with a bright smile on their faces.. Well, if you don’t do something that’ll have them death glare you to the ground. This bubbly yet cozy atmosphere attracts people from even the other Symbols, keeping it consistently busy until closing.

“Puuuddiiiing! Is the Smores Cheesecake ready yeeeet?” One maid with the poofiest pigtails popped her head into the kitchen, calling out for the bluenette maid baking with various Servants. All were hard at work in catching up with the different dessert orders, but none were stressing from the busy business (not like the Servants could visibly show stress, but if “Pudding” was fine, so was everything else). “I’m sorry for rushing, by the by! They’re my last table, and there’s something I HAVE to record for Miss Cremie! It’s about these magical mecha girls, and–”

A bonk on the head cut her off from blabbing, causing her to cower and whine. A maid with short pink hair growled, her face flushed in embarrassment. “Shortcake, if you don’t shut your trap, I swear to god..” “Miss Cremie” (or Creme, her ACTUAL alias) looked over to all the desserts going through the last bit of decoration, her irritation turning into concern. Stepping into the kitchen, she leaned closer to the bluenette and whispered “Leroy, are you okay? If you need a break, I can take over..”

“Hm?” Leroy, who was hyper focused at the before mentioned cheesecake, snapped back to reality and looked over to “Creme” with wide eyes. Some chocolate syrup was on his cheek and fingers, and his apron was slightly more messy with various creams, but he didn’t seem to be stressed out. If anything, he looked as if he was perfectly in his element. 

Once he realized who was next to him, he smiled and grabbed a nearby rag to clean off his hands and cheek. “I’m fine, Sophia. We should be done with everything in just a bit. The kitchen will focus on sandwiches and crepes afterwards, once the desserts are kept warm..” he lightly booped Sophia’s nose, “.. or cool for the night~” Giggling at Sophia’s flushed face again, Leroy put on the final touches to the cheesecake, before carefully placing it into a to-go box. “Here you go, Poppy. You’re free to leave once you get your table cleaned up. Oh, and your red velvet cupcakes are waiting for you in the cooler~”

“Yaaaay! Thank yooooou~♡!” Poppy instantly recovered into her bubbly self from the mention of her work reward, and she grabbed the box with excitement, trying not to bounce too much in her step as she rushed to her customer’s table. The maids used fake aliases at work, since it felt a little weird to be addressed by their actual names by random customers. However, they used their real names when in the kitchen or break room, as well as outside of work. Poppy and Sophia, as well as two others named Vivian and Nova (also known as Matcha and Mocha) were hired by Leroy and he found each of them at their lowest. They all feel indebted to him, but he sees them all as good friends that helped him adjust more to the Symbol City.

Since he came from the outside..

“How are Vivian and Nova holding up?” Leroy asked Sophia as they both began cleaning up the kitchen counters. “Have they decided who is going to stay and help you out for the night?”

“Vivian’s gonna stay and work.” Sophia answered. “She’s taking a nap right now during her break, so once she’s up, Nova will head out.” She grabbed a box of opened strawberries and glanced over to the bluenette. When he nodded, she took a berry and bit into it, smiling at the freshness. “Most of our usuals have already finished their meals and left, and we haven’t had any creeps come today, so I wanna say it’s gonna be a smooth night.”

“That’s good. Don’t be afraid to call me if someone tries to start any problems, okay?” Leroy placed the remaining dirty dishes to the dishwasher, where a Servant nodded and got to work in washing. He looked over to the clock and subconsciously played with the hem of his maid dress. “He should be here soon.. I should wash up and change.”

Sophia looked puzzled at Leroy’s statement.. Then furrowed her brow at a thought. “Wait.. is that guy coming here? The friggin’ giant that looks like he hasn’t grown out of his edge phase?”

“.. Pfft!” Leroy couldn’t help but snort at Sophia’s comment, then waved his hand in denial. “No no, not Tsuri. I meant Keith! Ore-.. Our Leader is going to be challenged today. It’s going to be broadcast in a bit, so we want to watch it.” He waltzed over to the pink maid, who had sighed in relief at the confirmation, and held onto her hands, a sneaky glint in his eyes. “Y’know, you don’t have to be mean to him just because you’re jealous, Sophi. You know you and the other maids are my utmost favorites, right~?”

“Wh-?! J-Jealous?? Of him?! Hell no!” Sophia flabbergasted, her face turning red for the third time that night. “I-I just think he needs to get that stick out his ass! He’s always so serious and annoying! I feel it’d kill him to literally smile. .. then again, trying to imagine him smiling puts a shiver down my spine..” 

Seeing Sophia actually shiver at the thought had Leroy giggling again. He couldn’t help himself and kissed her cheek; a habit he had when he was with the other maids, as well as the few others very important to him. Keith.. Tsuri.. Leroy shook his head and let go of the pink maid in order to fix his dress, ignoring the literal smoke steaming out of Sophia’s ears. “Well, I should get going. Vivian, Nova, and your treats are in the cooler as well, so you can grab them once you’re done with your shift. Please let the other two as well.” 

With a tap on his collar, a light beam swirled around Leroy’s body, and the blue maid dress was replaced with a pale brown sweater dress, black tights, and boots to match. After a quick check up on his face and hair, Leroy grabbed two boxes from the cooler and waved goodbye to the maids, deciding to meet up with the other bluenette instead of waiting.

At least, that was the plan, until someone randomly hugged him from behind.

“.. Keith, I literally almost slammed these boxes into your face.”

“I can’t help iiiit!” The perpetrator, Keith, couldn’t help but snicker at Leroy’s slight annoyance. Even with the almost attempted threat, he didn’t let go until he gave Leroy a bigger squeeze. He then swerved in front of Leroy, taking the boxes and grinning the biggest child-like smile. “You’re the most huggable person ever to exist! Plus, you came out right as I was turning the corner, so it was too perfect of a time to getcha from behind!”

Leroy huffed at Keith’s immaturity and flicked his forehead, getting a “Beep!” in response. “I know, but I still prefer if you make some sort of noise before hugging from behind, just to let me know it’s you. That’s what a gentleman does.” Although he wanted to stay stern, Leroy felt himself falter a bit once he heard Keith’s depressed “bee…” It was hard to stay mad at him, so he smiled and kissed the spot he flicked. “I guess, to make up for that spook, you can carry those treats, and lead me to the broadcast. It’s going to start soon, isn’t it? Just be careful while carrying those. They might mess up if you move too wildly.”

Keith’s bunny ears popped up (he was no longer in his bunny outfit, and was instead in an oversized hoodie, loose shirt, and baggy pants, but his ears can still magically appear out of habit), and he smiled bright again, nodding eagerly. “It’s gonna be so cool! I heard Oreo’s letting three different people challenge him at once! I wonder if they’re gonna be able to beat him– Oh!” 

A bright light beamed up to the sky, and multiple holographic tv screens opened up, facing various angles for everyone around to see. A Spade Symbol flew around the air before transforming into a young looking robotic teen in bright blue. “Heya! Howdy! Hello! Can everyone hear me nice and clear???” They shouted, floating speakers projecting their voice, hover boots keeping them afloat. “It’s Chiyo, back at it again with the intense, blood-pumping, super ultra epic commentary for the game of the day! We have a SPECIAL challenge today, as we have not ONE, not TWO, but THREE CHALLENGERS! Let’s see if any of them can take the throne from our beloved 3 of Spades: OREO!!” 

“It’s starting! Lemme get a thingy!” Keith balanced the boxes with one hand while the other multi tapped his earrings, and not a minute later did a Servant appear in front of them, inside a hovering convertible- like car. It opened the door and helped the two inside, before driving to the sky, heading to a roof with the best view. 

Being able to fly in such a fancy car was a luxury few had access to, and the two Trump Cards always took advantage of it to get the best views of the city. The Servant parked and awaited its next orders, but the two weren’t focused on that. Their eyes stayed glued to the screen, seeing their Leader and the three competitors sit apart from one another, their cards showing only on screen, next to their profiles. The first competitor’s profile had him look confident yet cocky. The second looked very serious, glaring at the screen. The third couldn’t hide their nervousness she must’ve felt when entering. And the Leader..

“Oreo has the best poker face ever, I swear.” Keith whistled. It probably helped the neutral appearance since Oreo’s hat and hair covered his eyes, but the constant smile he had threw people off everytime. Was he actually happy? Was he plotting something? Was he hiding anger or frustration? Nobody could ever know.. Except for his Trump Cards, and that was honestly the best power yet. “Do you think those three are actually gonna work together to take Oreo down?” Keith asked Leroy. “I feel like that’s the only way they’d win.”

“It would..” Leroy shook his head, “But I don’t think they will. Even if they followed through and managed to beat him, they’d still have to decide who the Leader would be. Look at their faces too.” Leroy pointed up to the screen. While Oreo was difficult to read, the competitors wore their thoughts right on their sleeves, eyes shifting between one another. “It’s not just about beating Oreo; they want to be the Tycoon in the end because it may guarantee their spot as Leader. I doubt any of them would want to be Cards, if the Tycoon were to actually offer that. Their clouded goals are going to keep them from winning..”

Leroy looked over to Keith, and was startled by the stars sparkling in the bunny’s eyes. He felt his face heat up from the stare, which he quickly shook his head and stared back at the screen. He missed Oreo win the first round, and the second round was about to start. Dammit, he was usually good at hiding his surprise.. “Th-that’s just what I noticed. I could be wrong, though!” he stuttered, twirling a curl in his hair in embarrassment. “You.. aren’t looking at the screen, Keith–”

“Leroy, you’re so friggin cool!” Keith interrupted, unintentionally making the car shake from his bouncing. “You’ve gotten so good at reading people’s expressions! That’s really important when playing games like this! I need to work harder to catch up to you two!” He smiled genuinely, which made Leroy’s cheeks heat up more. 

Not like the compliments upset Leroy.. In fact, it made him really, REALLY happy. Caving into the good feeling, he leaned his head against Keith’s shoulder, who instantly adjusted to make sure they were both comfortable. They’ve been working together for over a year now, yet the positive attention he would get from Keith.. It always made Leroy’s chest flutter. 

“Keith..” Leroy whispered, “.. Oreo’s gonna win this, right?”

“Heh heh, of course he is.” Keith nodded. “I bet my everything on it.”

They both looked up to the screen. Oreo won the second round. Just one more round left, and the only way he could lose is if second place beat him. He had a hand full of pairs, a 4 stack to start a revolution, and a 3 of Spades; his signature card.

“Yeah.. I don’t doubt he’ll win, too.” Leroy smiled. “Good.. I get to stay as a Card with you.”    

- - - - -

“Th-This is bullshit! How’d you have that good of a hand every time?! You fuckin’ cheated somehow!”

“I knew trying to work with you two was a mistake.. Why did you guys lie about your hands?! You guys never played the cards that I needed you to play in order to win! We just had to beat him, remember?!”

“N-No.. I-I don’t want to die.. Please don’t kill me, please!!”

“Are you three done?”

“!!!”

“I don’t cheat in my games. I’ve never had to, I never will. I told you guys that you could work together to beat me, but you couldn’t even manage that. All you had to do was try to beat me, that’s all. But you each wanted to be the Tycoon. To be honest.. That was a bit boring. I’ll figure out what to do with you three later~”

With a loud snap, each competitor was escorted by a Servant, all yelling, cursing, and crying the way out.

“Sigh.. Keith and Leroy should be home soon. Mmm, they made donuts today, I believe. I need a treat sooo bad.”

W h o o o o o o . . . .

The “hat” tugs on his arm. 

“Hmm.. you sensed it too, didn’t you, Namu? Something’s coming.. I can’t wait to see what we have in store today~♤”

[shslpunkdrabbles]

Intro/What to expect

This is my side blog for writing stuff! This is to help me organize my thoughts more, as well as post stories that I feel would be too confusing on ao3 (we made a lot of lore here, and I'm not sure if ao3 can keep up quite yet.) I'll still upload on ao3, buuuut yeah. Just a list of stuff I feel I should say:

The stories posted are most likely gonna be random and incomplete. Meaning one story may seem it can lead to a whooole serious plot, then the next posted story will be Keith failing at cooking cereal, who knows.

Some stories will be silly, some will be sweet, some will be suggestive/nsfw, and some will be angst. Angst especially may include serious themes, such s*xual abuse, s*cide, and so on. Everything will be tagged accordingly, and darker themes will be hidden under a readmore, so read what you're comfortable with

I don't take requests, but I'm open to suggestions, meaning if you suggest something, I may do it, but don't expect it to be done. (Remember, I have favoritism, so if you suggest something with someone like Leroy, it might happen)

If it IS a continuous story, I'll make a masterpost that links it all together

I'll update this whenever something comes up