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𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊, 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝙶𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚢 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: Short fic [requested] 𝑼𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔: 1.9k words 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓: Platonic, Angst, Fluff, Found family dynamic

Boothill doesn’t know what he was expecting when he chose to visit Gastro-XV during a moment of peace, of which he rarely gets, but adopting a teenager and bringing them back to his ship wasn’t what he expected. Gastro-XV is a planet that was once thriving and full of life, however since a Stellaron landed on the planet it has turned into a barren desert. From what Boothill experienced there, they live by the saying “Every man for himself.” This makes sense in a way since supplies on their planet is very limited and leaving the planet in general is hard unless the IPC, those fudgeheads, or other companies take someone away from the planet. 

The teenager, who rightfully refused to give him their name, followed him around most of the time while he was on the planet. They would just stare at him or hide behind something if anyone came up to talk to Boothill. The planet had his internal fans working overtime. At some point of the teenager last following him and him leaving the planet, they snuck onto his ship. He was already four jumps away from the planet. So now he has to deal with Tumbleweed, his nickname for them, while also figuring out the moral question if he should return them to Gastro-XV. The planet was full of monsters ranging from the Fragmentum monsters he heard from the Trailblazer that were on Jarilo-VI or the abundance abominations. Boothill lets out a grumble as he chews on a bullet while patching Tumbleweed up. The kid had a bunch of bruises and wounds that were bandaged up poorly. He let the kid hold and bite onto his hat while he disinfected their wounds. Maybe it was just because he didn’t have too much time with Clementine. He still goes through days where he misses his daughter but it doesn’t hurt as much anymore.

It took Boothill less than an hour to decide what to do. First off, returning the child to their planet may be a bad thing. Their wounds were so bad it bordered on being fatal for them. Second off, with how the adults are on said planet it would be unlikely for Tumbleweed to survive until they could escape or even adulthood. Third off, its his still alive fatherly instincts that wanted to keep them. He already helped raise Rappa mostly to adulthood from the very damaged childhood she had. Despite being called “Silvergun Shura” by Rappa, she does and has referred to him in a fatherly sense before. What’s another kid to his ever growing list of adopted kids?

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Boothill had a ton of trouble at first when it came to taking care of Tumbleweed. Mostly since whatever personal information he asked for such as their name or age was met with them just hiding away in his ship. He has to assume this is something they picked up from the adults around them but it's still a tad annoying to chase them all around his spaceship. It took about a month of bonding to even get a guess about their age. He already did a scan to get a assumption of their age which is 13-16 which makes some sense for their height and how they act but it could be wrong and they can be older because of malnourishment because of their planet’s lack of resources.

Since Tumbleweed still refused to share their name, Boothill still calls them that until they choose to share their name. However for now, Boothill for sure knows they are 15-16 from their guess at their own age now. Boothill looked up information about Gastro-XV and figured out about half a Amber Era ago a Stellaron landed on the planet and ruined it, thus the child likely didn’t have any birthday experience. He asked them when their birthday was. Tumbleweed explained the season they remember being born in and comparing it to the semi-outdated calendar of the planet’s seasons and whatever other details they shared about their birthday, Boothill narrowed it down to a week. Since it already took a lot of time to narrow it down this much, he decided to make the whole week their birthday! He even enlisted Rappa’s help to decorate because he can’t set up decorations for a celebration for the life of him since he is more use to just showing up and doing the cooking and all.

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Boothill and Rappa ended up taking on major roles in Tumbleweed’s life. Boothill being the fatherly figure who has and will point his guns at anyone who dare disrespect his children. Rappa is a very fun and active older sister who loves to talk about ninjitsu to them. With whatever way Tumbleweed dresses, feminine or masculine, they will help them out anyway they can. Boothill has a “Dress however the fudge you want! I’ve got bullets I can put in those fudgehead’s brains if they think they can tell people how to dress!” way of caring. Rappa on the otherhand has a “You have mastered the way of disguise Ninja Yumi! I, Dazzling Ninja, shall help you stay undercover in whatever disguise you wish!” way of showing help. (Yumi means “bow” or “arrow” which can symbolize freedom or escaping a situation.)

Rappa and Boothill soon had to go their separate ways since Galaxy Rangers don’t team up for long, even if they had a familial relationship. Boothill knows he isn’t the best person to be raising a child, considering his job and all. He should have perhaps given them to a safer person but he also couldn’t give them up since they clung to him whenever he had to leave the ship for any reason. If he had to make a guess from the parenting books he had read to him by his system, something happened to their parents when they had to leave them for whatever reason. He doesn’t mind them clinging to him but he does worry if hugging his metal body makes them uncomfortable. He knows he can’t be like other parents and hugging their children when they are sad considering he is like all metal mostly.

Boothill is honestly happy to see Rappa and Tumbleweed to get along. It always makes him happy since it reminds him of being raised by Graey and Nick. He does wonder what they would think if they see him and what he is doing right now, but he feels like they would be more proud of him raising kids who were in desperate need of stability or a parental figure. Maybe if Nick and Graey were still alive, they’d all be having a big old family dinner. Maybe Nick and him would be out barbecuing while Graey is setting the table. Perhaps Tumbleweed would be bonding with Clementine. Rappa would maybe be running around the house and spray painting random corners to see when they would all be found. However it is all just hopeful wishes. Maybe in another world or in another universe, this would be real. Maybe he’d have a normal human body and he’d still find his adoptive kids in someway.

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When Boothill visited Paperfold University with Rappa as they planned out how to deal with the Slumbernana virus, he noticed Tumbleweed sneaking off to a classroom. Thankfully it was the middle of the night so no one would likely be there but he still wanted to follow incase any cleaning staff still lingered around. Boothill told Rappa this and she choose to follow him as well. They followed Tumbleweed into the empty classroom to see them reading a forgotten notebook likely left by a student leaving in a rush. Boothill had a toothy grin as he asked what they were doing. Tumbleweed quickly explained they were curious about what people were learning here since the education on their planet was trash and only went up to 6th grade. Rappa somehow put on a fancy professor outfit and decided to hold a impromptu class lesson. Boothill rolled his eyes but sat down as “Professor Dazzling Ninja” said.

Rappa mostly began to teach “Number one student Nija Yumi” math and reading, the latter is where Boothill paid attention. Rappa managed to make the often boring topic of Reading and Math entertaining with her add of “Teacher’s Ninjitsu style” to how she taught. She even brought out a extendable pointer as she drew nonsense symbols on the massive chalkboard as she pointed at them during question parts and expected a response even if it was wrong. Boothill ended up being more on the “getting the answer wrong until you had to dumb it down enough for a toddler to understand it” side of things while Tumbleweed used a empty notebook they found to take notes.

This became their night routine unless they had to do something for personal reasons or they were worn out for the day. Even after Rappa and the Trailblazer managed to get rid of the Slumbernana virus, they still did this for a while. Mostly because Rappa managed to convince the Trailblazer who managed to convince Dan Heng to help teach Tumbleweed since Rappa had to leave to chase after Evil Ninja Osaru and stop him. Boothill still sat in one these lessons, mostly because he could use a bit more help in learning to read. As of now, he could read at a 4th grade level. He doesn’t really care about just learning to read at that level at his age, but it’s better late than never since his own planet’s education was poor. He is just glad to see his third child so happy in doing something they have a passion about learning.

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Boothill was always happy to help teach his child how to use a gun. Hotcakes, he got taught to use one when he was younger than them! He’d only be more happy if they didn’t make fun of his Synesthesia Beacon messing with his swearing. Either way, he bought them a gun when he next found a gun shop and gifted it to them during their birthday-week! He was happy to help them test it out, moreso when the practice target were some IPC fudgeheads. Rappa gifted them a miniature version of her shurakins. She helped them learn the basics while talking about them needing to master the basics of the shurakins to help defend themselves if their ninja disguise was ever threatened!

Whenever Boothill decided to cook, it was always a filling meal. He may no longer be able to taste most foods, but he still knows how to cook! Mostly by following the recipe book and whatever Graey taught him. Some dishes may end up being failures because he wanted try something new, but he always gives his best word to Tumbleweed and Rappa while he eats his failures. No food goes to waste even if a cyborg has to eat it.

Boothill isn’t the best father in the universe, he knows that. He however just wants to be the best father to Rappa and his Tumbleweed. As long as he can do that, he is proud of himself. He just hopes that if Clementine is watching him, she is proud of her father. As of now, he has to get back to chasing down Rappa as she spray painted his torso while he slept and kept Tumbleweed from climbing into his ship’s hull when they got startled by Rappa jump scaring them.

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Here's my request the reader is a teenage girl and she's from a planet called Gastro-XV that's been the victim of a stellaron, and this planet's situation is much worse than Bellebog, the planet is nothing more than a huge desert now, and not only do the very few remaining survivors have to deal with fragmentum monsters, but also abominations of abundance, their weaponry is about the same as ours. Most of the people left on Gastro-XV believe in the phrase "Every man for himself". Ngl I was inspired by the pangea desert when I thought about it, and I got the idea of both fragmentum monsters and abominations of abundance by some modded Minecraft playthroughs. The reader has been taken in by Boothill and went to Penacony with him and Rappa during the 2.6 quest, the reader was especially interested in paperfold University because she's never been able to go to a real school. (If you want you can make the reader NB)

Got it! Will post in a couple hours or early morning MST.

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Hello 👋 sorry if this is a bad time but I wanted to ask if you take requests, I like platonic stories and I just wanted to ask ☺️

Yes I do take requests. It just may take some time since I have school and other things. Dw it isn't a bad time.

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𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚊 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: Headcannon 𝑼𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔: 1k words 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓: Platonic, Angst, Fluff

Blade is quiet when he walks into a room. Yes the room may feel slightly colder but it is hard to hear his steps at times. Akin to a cat's steps with how quiet it is at times. Shockingly he is the only one to bathe Elio and leave the bathroom with no scratches on him.

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Blade is either in the living room of the Stellaron's space, in his room cleaning his blade, or being dragged to Silver Wolf's room to play some random game.

He has often been asked by the other Stellaron Hunters to make things for them. He isn't as good as he use to be when making items but his blacksmithing skills are still better than most people. Most of the household items they use are maintained by him when he has to do something with his hands when he can't go out on a mission.

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Stray cat treatment for this man. Blade would rather relive 1,000 deaths than accept someone hugging him, who isn't apart of the Stellaron Hunters. He can't trust anyone else to touch him in any way with good intentions. His previous experiences always leave him on edge when people get close, those who don’t really care about his RBF nor the fact he is giving off “Leave me alone” vibes.

He avoids touch even more after recovering from his mara-strike and locks himself in his room afterwards. He fears hurting Silver Wolf or Firefly as he is recovering. He knows they can defend themselves and run from him if it does come to that, but he still doesn’t want to run that risk.

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He tends to just wander from room to room when idle. He is clearly out of it because he does it with his eyes closed so the Stellaron Hunters assumed he was sleep-walking, but no its just how he is when he is zoned out. That or he starts making a bunch of random stuff they mentioned like once a long while ago. 

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Blade mostly can’t understand his emotions. Yes, he knows he should cry when he is sad. Yes, he knows it's not normal to start crying when he is alone at the end of the day. His emotional stability is trash. It gets better but he is always back to square one after a mara-strike. The memories, even if blurry and he only gets the feelings of the memories, always end up destroying whatever progress he managed to make.

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Blade relies on Kafka for a lot even if he doesn’t say it. He relies on her to help him when Mara-strikes, he relies on her to remind him to spend time with Firefly and Silver Wolf, he relies on her to take him down a peg whenever he is getting too bloodthirsty, and he relies on her to basically be his foundation. 

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Blade does treat Stelle/Caelus as his child, even if he does it unintentionally. Even with his very blurry memories of being a fatherly figure to someone, he still tries to be there for the Trailblazer. Even after they joined the Astral Express and befriended that traitor, he still makes some sort of attempt to spend time with them. Mostly with the help of Firefly because they are close with the Trailblazer and the others are fine with Stelle/Caelus meeting with Blade as long as Firefly is there.

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Blade really likes to teach Silver Wolf how to use the blade even if it's just the basics. He knows she can take care of herself with her Ether editing but he feels like he has done something when teaching Silver Wolf this. He mostly has to get Kafka to convince Silver Wolf to come to their training sessions.

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Blade doesn’t really like any food since it all tastes like nothing to him. The only food he can really taste is really hot food or really spicy food. It doesn’t make him totally uncomfortable to eat but it does give him some flavor to taste.

He is also quite good at cooking because a long time ago he use to cook everything he could to try and bring back some sense of being normal, however now he just cooks breakfast for the Stellaron Hunters because he is up the earliest and it helps him to keep moving so his body doesn’t stiffen.

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Blade’s body floats between being normal human flexible and suffering from rigor mortis. He constantly needs to be doing something with his body or else it stiffens up. It isn’t that hard to deal with since he has dealt with it for a long time, but it is very annoying to deal with when his body does stiffen. He usually spars with Firefly or goes out on as many missions as Elio allows him to go on to keep his body from stiffening. When it does stiffen, he usually gets Kafka to help him move his joints until they return to being semi-normal flexibility.

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Blade is constantly on edge when it comes to visiting or seeing anything to do with the Luofu. It’s his mara’s major trigger despite attempts to lessen the effect it has on him. The attempts usually ended with Kafka and Firefly having to restrain him and knock him out. He really tries to do something to lessen the amount the mara strikes but he can’t really do much.

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Blade keeps the cakecat the Trailblazer managed to give to him in his room. His room at first had the bare minimum but once he got the cakecat, Silver Wolf overhauled his room when he was out on a mission. He has a bunch of different sticky notes on the walls to tell him his routine when his memories are just failing him. He ends up just having a sort of staring contest with his cakecat and the score always ties out. Firefly made a joke about Blade being the cat-caretaker. Cakecat and Elio somehow are always in every room Blade is in or is just entering. He doesn’t really question it as he doesn’t have the energy to do so.

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𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: Headcannon 𝑼𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔: 1.6k words 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓: Platonic, Angst, Fluff

Aventurine has been asked to seek therapy before and has attended it once, but is unwilling to go back. Why? Trusting someone with your deepest thoughts and darkest secrets are a great way to be taken advantage of. He has already learned his lesson once before. The "therapist" reported to his master at that time and it lead to something that he wishes he could forget.

Be careful raising your hands high when facing Aventurine. Waving to someone behind him? He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment before slipping the mask on. It is better to brace for the attack than to be caught off guard by it.

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Aventurine waits to eat when dining with someone he cares about. Eating with Ratio? He rambles on about his IPC work until he sees Ratio has eaten most of his food before he starts to eat. Being at a fancy dinner place with Topaz? He becomes a annoying younger sibling as Topaz tries to ignore him as she eats her food with a angry look on her face. He then smugly eats after she finished her food and she is talking about her own work now. Sharing a snack with Stelle/Caelus? He hands it over claiming he wasn't hungry.

Aventurine does this because his older sister did this before for him. She would claim she already ate or wasn't hungry while Kakavasha was getting fed just enough. He feels sad when looking at meals that he wishes he could share with his sister. So now, he looks out for the few people he cares about get fed before he himself eats.

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Aventurine use to use meds to help him sleep and calm whatever his thoughts were. His nightmares were and still are so vivid that he sometimes wonders if he is back as Kakavasha and his life as Aventurine is just one of his fever dreams. However, Aven has tried to end it before with his meds. His luck unfortunately came in handy as Ratio found him just as the meds were kicking in so he was rushed to the hospital. HIs current medication is much weaker[for his own safety] and his cake cats have learned to hide his bottles when he is showing signs of a very low day. During these days, the cake cats are more willing to be touched and held. They sit by his side to lull him to sleep with their purring.

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Birthdays are one of Aven's friends more stressful days. To be specific, his sister's and his own birthdays. Why? Well he has gone ghost before and spirals a lot. These days bring out the darkest thoughts in him so someone always manages to hide anything dangerous in his house before and on these days.

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Static is all Aventurine hears at times. More so in loud and crowded places of where he has to deal with IPC people or their associates. He couldn't handle loud places at first and would have a panic attack of sort. Now, it is all static for him. The voices, their faces, and whatever they are telling him that he doesn't see as important.

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Aventurine has tried to own different pets before, but stayed with the cake cats. They are a reminder that someone cares for him despite everything that happened between them. Stelle/Caelus and Ratio own a set of keys to one of Aventurine's spare homes. He said they could use these places as safe houses and this is also because he trusts them a lot.

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Aventurine often finds sticky notes in his house. Moreso after Stelle/Caelus stay over for any reason. They vary from "I ate the last cookie. Plz buy more mister man!" to "Congrats on waking up! +20 exp!" They are a way for them to show that they care for Aventurine since they aren't that good seeing behind his mask nor the cracks in it so they just hope their silly notes help him out. The hardest hitting one is the ones he finds in the bathroom and on the mirror which is "Vasha you are still you! No more depresso expresso today!" His cake cats have sticky notes on them sometimes that say "We love you very much mister man!" or "These fellas love you Aven!" to "They are here for you while we aren't there!"

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Aventurine's cake cats act as his caretakers at sometimes. They manage to drag the snacks he has laying around to wherever he is laying to make sure he eats. They also cry out for food when Aventurine doesn't get out of bed so he can start his day. Aventurine gets out of bed at shocking speed when he hears them cry for food. He knows about his cake cats plan but who is he is go against his dear pets?

Aventurine has to be the one to give touch before he allows himself to receive it. This is another one of his things and his need for some control. If someone were to touch him unprompted[as to clean something off his suit or they do it because they want to], he has a million thoughts run through his mind as his face stays calm. His train of thought is "What did I do wrong?" to "Did I forget to do something?" before he comes back to reality and acts like normal.

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His showers are unhealthily hot. To the point where his skin is painfully red afterwards for hours on end. While showering, he scratches at his neck and other parts of his body while showering to the point he draws blood and has nearly torn the skin off from those spots. He ignores the fact he is actively hurting himself while showering as he rationalizes it in his mind that he deserves it.

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Aventurine is only thankful for his luck a few times in his life. One of hose times is when he found a jewelry piece belonging to his sister. He assumes that his sister sold it to get him food as he vaguely remembers his sister coming home looking sad one day but had a lot of food with her. Finding the person who had it as a Stoneheart was laughably easy. It was in the hands of a jewelry shop owner. He bought it from her and is keeping it in his main home. It is often sat in a jewelry box that he had crafted from his memory that his sister mentioned one time. He doesn't take it outside his home and only wears it inside when he wants to feel closer to his sister.

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He spends several months when he has free time for any reason trying to recreate dishes from Sigonia-IV. He mostly relies on memory and whatever information he manages to buy from people. The dishes are still not completely how he likes it but he is happy with the outcome. He has failed making the dishes many times and has a breakdown after enough failures because he imagined his sister and mom would be here to help him out in making these dishes. When he does get it right, or close to right, he cries as he eats it. Making the dishes can take him weeks on end depending on the dish, if the ingredients are still existing, or how complex it is.

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Aventurine has a mental list on what to not gamble no matter how fun he wants to make the deal. One, any items he managed to find or save from his family. Two, his very fragile friendships with Topaz, Ratio, and Stelle/Caelus. He considers these things off the table. He may tease Topaz, annoying the living shit out of Ratio, and laugh at Stelle/Caelus awful gacha luck. These people are some of the most important in his life. He has joked about gambling them up before [while slightly tipsy] but he won't do it. Blamed on Ratio by Aventurine, he has also a large rubber duck collection. He has several rubber ducks based on his friends and even some based off the Penacony cartoon characters. He takes Topaz out for shopping trips of which he wish he could have experienced with his sister. He sends Ratio and Trailblazer gifts on the daily which mostly are joke gifts. He only wishes he saw the face Ratio had when he called him up about sending him a snack in a can trick. Pom-Pom is unimpressed with this as they have to clean up the Trailblazer's room after they open another large hord of packages and watch them torment the other Express members.

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His cake cats have no official names. On vet documents, there are names for them but he hasn't told anyone what it is. He calls his cake cats names based off cards, Monopoly Go properties, his families names, or anything he finds interesting that day. These cats are treated better than himself as they are one of the few things to help him stay on the rails of life. ♠♣♥♦

Hallucinations are very common for Aventurine to deal with. He mostly has them when he is super tired or when he is waking up after passing out from a long week. One of his more recent ones was him returning home to his family. His father, reading the newspaper, waved him in and patted his back while telling him about how proud he is of him. His sister, who was stirring a pot, came out from the kitchen and into the living room. She held his face and gave him a forehead kiss while hugging him. His mother called them into the kitchen as she had them sit on the counter. His mother ruffled his hair as she began to go on about what she was making.

Aventurine only snapped out of it when he heard his cake cats "mrrrroooow" while biting his pant leg. He blinked twice as his family's image faded away and his home returned to feeling cold as winter itself. He just laid his head down and softly cried to himself. He knows they are just hallucinations, he knew it the moment he walked in the door. He can't help it though. He wants his family here so he indulges in the illusion for the moment.

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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬.

ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐⁱʳʳᵒʳ ᵃⁿʸᵐᵒʳᵉ

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: One-shots, headcannons, series, long fics, and imagines.

𝑮𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅: I am a minor and most of my content will be SFW! I welcome any requests just nothing NSFW. Don't feel comfortable writing it.

𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: I'll mostly post whenever I feel like it which can be months from each post. I'll try to post like once a week but I've got school and family things.

𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔: Honkai Star Rail, Genshin Impact, Path to Nowhere, Reverse: 1999, and more to be listed will be the fandoms I write about.

𝑮𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒔: Angst, comfort, no comfort, and/or fluff.

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍: I won't write any real dark content. Maybe blood, angst, swearing, but nothing even remotly close to being dark content. DNI if you write it. No creepy stuff like a child x adult.

𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍: Masterlist

~ 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. ~

[simp-writer]

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔:

ᴛᴡɪɴ!ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ x ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ

𝑶𝒏𝒆-𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔:

sᴡᴀᴘ!ʏᴜᴊɪ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ / ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ᴄᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟ x ɢᴏᴊᴏ /

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔:

Aventurine /

𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒔:

sᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴏғ ɪʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴ's ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss /

𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔:

ᴊᴊᴋ x ᴛᴡsᴛ - [ᴅɪsᴄᴏɴᴛᴜɪɴᴇᴅ] Idea / Kalim / Heartslabyul / Savanaclaw / Octavinelle / Scarabia / Pomefiore / Ignihyde / Diasomnia

sᴛᴀʀ ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ - [ᴏɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ] Masterlist

[simp-writer]

𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

A/N: I based this whole thing off a prompt given by the Writing Prompts acc [the post] and I went with my own take on it. Probs a crack fic but who knows! Anyways it is 5.5k words. One-shot stuff I think. Anyways my first time writing for something that isn't a fandom so it is a bit messy! Anyways hope you enjoy. Banner from @/uuchiihaa

The biggest and baddest villain of your city, The Illusionist, was fighting against my boss. Nightbolt was his hero name. He is an asshole but at least he does his job. His super power allows him to draw energy from any source of light but he has a dark shadow to him as he is absorbing all the light around him. The Illusionist makes illusions as his name states. He is ranked as S-Class and has a spot on the Hero's Most Wanted List. I've never had a chance to face him before, I thank the Gods everyday for this, because I am a rookie. My superpower allows me to see the world as a grid and spot weak points. A subpower of it is that it can show me how to pick locks or disarm traps in a sort of tutorial type way. Hard to explain but useless as of now. I've only been able to use this power to test security of important buildings and I am under so many NDAs that it could rival the Constitution.

I am hiding behind some broken walls from a ruined building, which was ruined before my boss decided to fry the electrical unit and throw a part of it at the Illusionist. I frankly don't know why my boss is always trying to fight him. There are other heroes with more suitable powers to fight him. I look around the ruined area doing minor things like connecting a battery to the electrical unit to help my boss out and using my super strength (a given to anyone with superpowers but we are just stronger than the average human but much weaker compared to those whose superpower is Super Human) to help trapped people get to safety. I kinda have to stay near my boss to make sure he doesn't run out of electric volts to use against the villain. I look up at them fighting on the rooftop with the Illusionist having like sixteen different versions of himself fighting against Nightbolt. I let out a sigh as I climbed up some ruined stairs to get back to where I connected the battery. The battery is buzzing away and is at thirty percent. I let out a sigh as I walked around the building to find a tool closet which hopefully has a spare battery. I only carry two and knowing my boss, it won't be enough as he enjoys dragging these battles on for some reason. With other villains, he finished the fight as fast as possible.

The building has so many holes in it. There are several walls which have human-shaped holes in them. I hear a crunch under my foot as I take a step back. It is a silver locket. I let out a hiss as I wonder if I just destroyed someone's property. I only pray it will be simple to fix and I don't end up ruining someone's gift. It always sucks when this happens because it usually gets written off as collateral damage but I've seen people cry hard over it as the heroes end up destroying a gift they had prepared for someone which was a one-of-a-kind or destroying a gift from a dead person. I open the silver locket infront of me so the glass pieces fall out of it. I turn the locket so it faces down and give it some taps on the back so the rest of the glass falls out. I turn it to myself so I can see what is inside of it. There is a comically timed explosion on the roof as my eyes go wide. It is a picture of the Illusionist, in his civilian form I think, with a woman and it seems to be their wedding day?! I only connect the pieces because the scar on the Illusionist's face matches with the one on this wedding photo, but I could be wrong. I feel a shiver go up my spine as I think about the fact it could actually be the Illusionist. I quickly close the locket and put it in my pocket as I hear Nightbolt yell for me. I nearly trip over a very exposed wire while running up. Nightbolt is fuming a bit as he takes off his mask and crosses his arms like a pouty child. "The Illusionist ran away after something on his belt started ringing. He didn't even bother with me as he made his illusions explode into gas and he escaped!" Nightbolt is crumbling while kicking some pieces of the ruined building like an upset child. I just sigh as I call HQ to inform them that Nightbolt failed in capturing the Illusionist again and is fuming. I hear the receptionist let out a sigh as she says she'll inform the big boss about this.

At a mountaintop days later

Honestly, there are times where I wish my parents were more hard pressed on making me go on with my career as a engineer. Then I wouldn’t have to deal with all this. Being at another villain’s hideout on a mountain during the fall. I shiver as I walk around the area trying to scout out the location. Nightbolt is currently with another hero being briefed about the mission. It is likely that he is just goofing off and the other hero will have to try and keep him from destroying the base once again before we get all the proof and weapons out of it. I sit down on the ground as I see the sun rise. I pull the small cart I grabbed beforehand to carry the batteries. I hop in it as I slide down the hill and hit the base’s wall. I hop out as I hear explosions already. I use my power to find a weakpoint and hit it as hard as I can. It crumbles down after a couple hits and I walk in. I pull the cart behind me as I look around for the circuit breaker. I have to open a couple doors to find it. I pull the cart into the room as I feel the building shake like we are dealing with four earthquakes at once. I hear Nightbolt shout to the villain, “Get back here you * so I can wipe that smug look off your face!” With a long string of curses following it. I mentally thank Saber for creating these earplugs that censor cursing. If they didn’t, I’d end up hearing a ton of words that gotNightbolt canceled. Plus I’d rather not hear his insults while I am over here tearing wiring out from the walls and tying them together.

“Nightbolt! I got it set up!” I shout with my hands around my mouth to make my voice louder. Nightbolt jumps from a tower and grabs the bundle of wires from the floor. I bolt back to the circuit breaker and refocus all the power to those wires. Nightbolt’s power needs a constant source of electricity. However, if he gets a large amount of it that can overload any high-tech circuit breaker, he gets a major power boost. Which is why I carry heavy batteries around. I see blue sparks of electricity in the air as I feel my hairs stand on end. I plug both batteries into the circuit breaker. The second version of it is to overload Nightbolt himself with electricity. A more dangerous move as he could die from it, but it is something he has done often so I assume he got used to it. To be fair, the villain they are fighting has a shield power and this state lets Nightbolt break through nearly any shield. Still don’t get why he doesn’t use the first state of overload to wrap up his fight with the Illusionist but boss’s orders are orders I guess. I hear a massive explosion as I run out of the room. The circuit breaker is broken and I don’t have any other reason to stay here. I walk out a side door and get picked up by Starbright, a hero with wings. Her power allows her to have as many sets of wings as she can handle coming from her back (with size varying) and to control the feathers from said wings as long as they are in a certain radius around her. She picks me up by my arms and flies me back to the mountaintop. We hear massive explosions behind us as my walkie is ringing off the walker with strings of curses from Nightbolt is sometimes heard from it. All of us ontop of the hill, mostly the sidekicks and support heroes, watch as we see blue lighting go through the sky with a glimpse of the villain, Termite, they were fighting. It is a weird villain name so that’s funny at least.

Everyone jumps back to make way while opening up the sliding door as Termite is thrown our way and slides infront of the support heroes. They quickly tie him up with some power canceling rope. Nightbolt follows a moment later as he lands on the balcony while stumbling. I rush to his side as I help him inside and down to the medbay. He looks frankly awful. His suit is torn with a ton of wounds on him plus his mask is falling off slightly. The nurse bandages him up with the warning of “Not letting the stupid boy overload again. His nerves are all freaking out and it will take one more overload to fuck them all up again. He shouldn’t use overload for a couple months to at least give his nerves a chance to return to normal. He has nearly fried all of the nerves in his body.” I nod as the nurse leaves. I kinda can’t leave when my boss is in the medical bay so I just sit on a chair and open one of the many many medical books in the bay. I will likely never need this information about how different gases and herb mixes affect the body, but knowledge is knowledge nonetheless. Plus it is an easy way to pass the time.

It takes about four hours before Nightbolt wakes up. Just in time for one of the bosses to walk in. I closed the book as I just finished the herb section and was just about to get to the gas section, maybe I’ll read it another time. I put it back on the shelf as I hand my walkie back to the boss along with the report the nurse left on Nightbolt, who is sitting up with little struggle. I repeat the nurse’s words to Nightbolt. “Gah. Why does everyone want to stop me from having some fun!? It is not that serious.” He grumbles while the boss looks unimpressed. I stand to the side as the boss clears his throat. “As advised by a medical professional, I hearby suspend you from participating on any more missions. At least until a medical professional says it is safe for you to return to the field.” Nightbolt opens his mouth to rebuttal but then his mother walks in. “Nathan Alan Jones, what were you thinking about using maximum overload when you were just advised to avoid using overload?! The other hero could have taken down Termite instead of you nearly frying all your nerves again!” She says as she stands infront of him.

Looking at her, she pretty much gives stereotypical rich mom vibes. She’s just an older female version of Nathan. I avoid making eye contact with Nightbolt who looks at me for help, which I was not gonna offer. Ain’t trying to get the mother’s rage focused on me. The boss also stands to the side as Nathan gets scolded. He tries to speak up a few times but his mother pulls his ear to get him to listen and behave. I am soooooo telling this to my bestie after she gets home. After Nathan’s mom leaves, he looks like a sad puppy with how he looks at me and the boss. “This is your punishment. I better not hear news from the other heroes, staff, or even the reporters about you being out and about. Your father already knows about this and your grandfather made this order as well.” The boss says. Nightbolt’s grandfather made the Hero’s Agency which is why Nightbolt gets away with a lot of this but his father didn’t inherit any strong powers which is why he works as a civilian with Nightbolt’s mom who is just a normal person. “But, I didn’t go overboard-” Nathan starts to say before the boss says, “You destroyed half of Termite’s base while nearly setting off multiple bombs which could have caused a landslide to happen as we are on a mountain which is known to cause landslides to the city.” Nightbolt lets out a childish whine before laying back down on the medical bay and turning his back to us both. “You are also unable to join any missions.” He says to me while sighing. “You’ll be paid the Agency’s minimum wage as an apology.” He hands me a paper which is signed by the boss’s boss. “Until then, stay safe. I hope Nightbolt stops being such a child.” He grumbles within earshot of Nightbolt who shuffles around on the bed. I nod my head and leave the room. At least I’ll have time to do other things.

Weeks later

I am walking around town to buy some groceries and bandages. Nightbolt is still healing up. I have the locket hanging from my hand as I enter a repair shop for jewelry. I explain in loose terms that a friend broke their locket and would like the glass replaced. I looked around the shop as the woman said it would take about an hour but luckily she got some fresh glass to cut so it wouldn't be too long. I ended up just sitting on one of the couches as I scroll through news channels on my phone. Normal news about heroes capturing villains, some news about rising attacks from certain villains, costs of food going down, more job openings to help the heroes out, and more. Mid and chill stuff for a rookie hero to know about. I thanked the shop owner and paid some extra for her cleaning it. I walk out of the shop and bump into someone. I stumble backwards against a wall which makes me do a double take. I blink rapidly as I look around me to see I am somewhere else entirely. I turn to look at who I bumped into and my soul leaves my body for a second. It is the Illusionist. I blink a couple times before I hear him speak. "Please help me recuse my wife." He sounds nothing like I heard him before. I hand him the locket and mumble a sorry for taking it. I stare at him as he speaks once more, "I already asked or tried to ask the heroes about it. But they won't listen and thought it was a trick or something along those lines." To be fair, I wouldn't trust him either as he is known for making illusions. "I hope you'll help me out as you've seen the picture inside the locket. Another villain took her while I was fighting Nightbolt weeks ago. I’ve been unable to get her back as Red Heart has kept her in a place I can’t unlock nor break into.." The Illusionist looked at me and he looked more like a pleading child rather than the villain who brought panic to the city. I take a couple deep breaths as I try to figure this out. On how he knew I had the locket, I'll ask that later. Likely he had a tracker in it or put a spell on it. Unlikely was that he was stalking me after seeing he lost the locket when he was fighting Nightbolt.

"I'll help." I end up saying after several painful and long minutes of silence. The Illusionist smiles before snapping his fingers. I look around to see I am in a whole new and fancier apartment. The Illusionist says, "I brought you here so you can help me plan out how to get her back. Unfortunately my powers don't go well with Red Heart's power. I can't risk running in without a plan as I believe he is planning to use my wife as bait to trap me in something." He brings me over to a table and explains what he already knows about Red Heart. Red Heart is a A-Class villain on the verge of being classed as S-Class. His power allows him to control and summon fire for as long as he is rageful. He got named Red Heart for some reason. It is just one of those villain name mysteries. I look at the blueprint he stole which shows Red Castle's base layout. He begins pacing around the room, still in his super villain outfit, while mumbling about ways to break into his base. I stare at the blueprints while using my power. It is much harder to find weakness from a blueprint and not looking at the building itself but it will do nonetheless. I grabbed a red pen and circled two entrances of which I think will be our best shot at entering the base undetected. "I think I have a plan but it is just as dangerous as entering through the front door." I say to the Illusionist. He looks at the red circles as I explain how they were built from the blueprints with weak defenses. "We can enter through there but there is also the risk they updated their defenses since this blueprint was made. I can make a better judgement once we get there." I say while pointing at certain parts of the blueprint which can also work as entrances but are likely much harder to stay hidden with how strangely the place is built.

At ????

I was not expecting my Tuesday to be spent walking in a dimly lit hallway with a villain. He seems locked in as the kids say. I mentally punch myself as it makes me sound older than I am. I look down the splitting pathway which each side leads to one of the red circled entrances. I touch the wall causing the path to split as I use my powers. I grit my teeth as this was one of the few times I used my powers in an unnatural way. I pointed left and said "The defenses there are worn down." I walked with the torch lighting out as the Illusionist was grumbling about his fancy cape, which was made by his wife from what I could get from his words, and was singed by fire from some of the heroes. I put out the torch by holding it against the damp ground. We climbed up a ladder as we were in an empty dining room. The Illusionist used his magic to keep us hidden as he walked around the first floor of the base. I waved him over to some stairs as I used my power, with less force, to see where Red Heart and his minions were located. "Red Heart is on this floor but his minions are guarding something on the fifth floor. I can vaguely sense a person there but it is likely there are some powerblocking things in place." I say as we are reaching the third floor. The illusionist takes off his cape and ties it around me, as one would tie a blanket around a cold child. "Go get my wife. I'll fight that bastard." He says while grabbing some swords from a nearby weapon rack. I stare at him as I wonder what to say. I just nod my head as I take a sword he handed me. I only wonder what my bosses would think if they found out I was helping a villain instead of reporting him to HQ.

I reach the fifth floor and take a moment to catch my breath. There were so many more steps since the third floor as if someone was purposely trying to tire them out. I walk towards the cell as the guards, more so minions, are talking about what they will have for dinner. They don't even turn to look in my direction. Likely from whatever magic the Illusionist put on the cape or me. I unsheathe the sword as I slice through two of the minion's necks. The blood gets on the cape, my shirt, and face slightly. I quickly stab the sword into the third minion's chest and make sure they are all actually dead. I am still paranoid from the encounter with a villain who could bring back the dead. Luckily Starspear took care of them but that was the only time I could actually see Nightbolt as a normal person. I place my hand on the metal door to use my powers. I let out a yelp of pain as I quickly pull back my hand. I look at my hand to see it having been slightly burnt. I look at the door and see my handprint there. So the door burns whoever uses a superpower while touching it? I choose to test this theory by placing my hand on the wall and not touching any metal part as I use my powers once more. It didn't burn but I can see a void in the shape of a cube inside the wall. I at first try to check the minions for any keys. I find some but none of them unlock it. I then use one of their weapons to break the lock on it. All either bounce off it or break the weapon. I wrap my hand in the shirt of the dead minions and try it again. I could vaguely sense the outline of the cube but I pulled my hand away again as I smelled smoke. I saw the shirt got burned all the way through with my hand being burned slightly more. I grab a nearby wire as I hold the lock. I take a deep breath as I use my superpower's subpower to help me unlock it. I can feel the lock being burned into my hand as I pick the lock. Once I hear the sound of the lock opening, I quickly pull the lock away from the door before letting some tears fall down my face. I grabbed some numbing cream and rubbed it into my palm. I wrap some bandages around it. I take a moment to catch my breath as I open the door with my other hand. I see the Illusionist's wife. I use a dead body to keep the door open as I walk over to her. She looks fine but she seems to be knocked out. I picked up her up bridal style with some struggle. I try to avoid putting too much pressure on my burned hand but nonetheless I start to walk down all the steps.

I see some of the stairs got broken so I have to go down the other set of stairs. Using my powers to see what has happened while I was saving his wife. I can see multiple rooms being destroyed and one that is actively being destroyed. I stumble over a loose brick and land on my back with the Illusionist wife on me. I struggle to stand back up as my hand is actively bleeding now. I lean the wife against the wall as I rebandage my hand. I look back at her to see her slowly coming to. She stares at me but I start to rapidly explain how I was here to help her husband save her and asking if she is okay. She nods slowly before standing up. "Where…where is Adrian..?" She asks slowly as she looks around the floor. Note to self, unremember the Illusionist name. "He is fighting Red Heart. Come on. I've gotta get you out of here." I say while picking her up once more and holding back my cry of pain as my hand is feeling like it is on fire, which is ironic. I go back down the stairs as she introduces herself through mumbles as Jasmine. We just get down to the second floor when I have to speed up going down the stairs as I see Red Heart and Adrian fight each other in the living room area of the second floor, which is a living room type area. I ran down the steps fast as I noticed Red Heart was looking at us. I stumble at the last step before I break into a full on sprint.

I am running out in the middle of nowhere far from the city. I heard the sounds of someone chasing us and having to dodge things being thrown at me while being sure Jasmine doesn't get hit by anything, I don't wanna get on the Illusionist bad side if I can avoid it. I notice there is a forest about 500 feet away as I keep on running. "Get back here! Don't think you can run so far little Illusion!" I hear Red Heart scream as I notice there are about six other me's running with me. I just refocus my attention on running. One of my me's disappears after Red Heart threw a fucking big ass chuck of his base. I make it to the forest just in time to hear the sounds of some other heroes ordering for Red Heart to stand down. I just keep running into the forest as I hear the explosions of colliding attacks behind me. I hid behind one of the bigger trees to catch my breath. I set Jasmine down as she fell asleep somehow during the attack. I lean against the tree trying to catch my breath as my arms and legs are burning. I've done a lot of physical stuff since being a rookie hero under Nightbolt but this was far more than what I was use to. "Thank you for your help." I hear a male voice behind me. I lift and turn my head to see Adrian standing there. I give him a weak thumbs up before going back to trying to catch my breath. Adrian gently shakes his wife awake as he hugs him. I just wonder if they gave her a high dose of some calming agent and it is still in her system. That's my only explanation. Jasmine sounds happy as she says, “Honey…..I had a interesting nap. The kid carried me down stairs of clouds and ran all the way here! Such a sweet child.” She chuckles as she reaches out towards me. I kneel as she ruffles my hair. “Silly child!” She giggles before mumbling about having to bake a cake for her anniversary. Adrian lets out a sigh as he looks at me. “He likely had gas put into the room after he left to keep her calm as to avoid letting anyone know her location from her shouting or anything. Could also be a type of gas to cause hallucinations. Best let her breathe fresh air and wait a while until it wears off.” I say while rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

In a Living room

I was infact not expecting to be in a villain’s home, let along willingly being there. I am sitting with Jasmine on an open balcony as she is telling me stories about the myths from her hometowns. The gas has likely gone all out of her system but it seems she is still seeing hallucinations to some degree as she is telling me about animals and creatures that aren’t there or wherever she is pointing. Adrian walks over with some grapes and tea. He sets them down on a table as Jasmine happily takes the tea from him. She keeps on talking about her hometown as I snack on the grapes Adrian brought. They could be laced with something but that is an issue for later. I am starving. I doubt he would lace them anyways after I helped him save his wife. I only hope my (very little) trust in him won’t be in vain. Adrian lets out a sigh as his wife finishes her tea and goes to the kitchen to wash it. “Thank you for helping me.” He starts. “I literally couldn’t have done it without you. I probably could have in a couple weeks but I doubt Red Heart would willingly give me that much time. Without your help, I would still be panicking about my wife’s safety.” I nod feeling a tad awkward as I only helped out at the start because of a innocent person being in danger. She could have perhaps not known about Adrian being the Illusionist so that helped me out in my choice to help him out. “You could have probably betrayed me or used my wife against me to get me to turn myself in. Thank you for not doing that.” He lets out a sigh as Jasmine comes back with cookies. “Have some cookies.” She says while pinching my cheek as a grandma would do to her grandkid. “It was no problem.” I say while rubbing my cheek while grabbing a cookie. “You seemed pretty in need of help and it would likely haunt me knowing I could have endangered someone’s life by ignoring your request.” Adrian pats me on my back. “You’re a good kid. Let’s just hope I don’t have to go against you in the future.” I nod as Adrian grabs a cookie himself. Jasmine looks at us. “Are you guys also apart of a gaming club?” Adrian and I freeze. “Yeah. We are apart of opposing guids in the club. It is a friendly competition between club members.” I frantically explain with Adrian nodding after I finish speaking. Jasmine smiles before saying “Do you have any up and coming meetings or competitions?” I look at Adrian who just gives a thumbs up. Jasmine nods and says “We are going to have dinner. Do you want to stay? Oh what is your name?” I clear my throat as I say “My name is but I am fine with whatever.” I rub my neck nervously as I stand up. “I’ve gotta head home though. Thanks for the offer. See you next week at club Adrian!” I say while walking out of the house and waving bye.

In office

I am bouncing my leg up and down as I am finally letting the weekend sink in. First, I helped the Illusionist save his wife. Second, I know both of their names and where they live. Third, the Illusionist knows my name. And fourth, he keeps sending me Gen-X memes and gaming memes. I run my hands through my head as I try to figure out when he got my phone number. “Gift for . From your game club member.” I hear someone say behind me. I nearly jump out of my seat as I turn around to see one of my fellow rookie heroes. They are holding a pretty massive gift box as they set it down on my desk with a thud. I blink a few times as my co-worker leaves. I just stare at the box as I notice a sticker on the side. “From Jasmine & Adrian.” I bang my head on the desk a couple times. I just keep my head on the desk after a moment, turning it slightly to the side to look at the box. After a while, I lift my head up as I rub the red mark on it. I open up the box to see a new gaming console. I dig through the box to figure out it is one of the newer ones that got released a month or so ago. I closed the box and placed it under my desk for now.

Nightbolt had escaped the medical bay yesterday and got caught on his way out so now his time there has increased. I still have paperwork to do as HQ still needed me to fill in and check reports on the incident with Termite. I let out a sigh as I looked back at my computer to read my twenty-fourth report of the day. Everyone there had to give one. I just hope the gifts don’t come again. I can handle small thanks but not something worth like thousands of dollars. Hell I feel like I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. I don’t even know how I will be during the fights Nightbolt will eventually have with the Illusionist. I let out another sigh as many scenarios run through my mind. I wasn’t expecting this outcome and I don’t think it is that unwelcomed? Who knows anyways. That is a problem for tomorrow me to figure out and today me has to finish reading these reports.

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Chapter: 1

Jing Yuan, an army General, is the leader of a semi large resistance group. It was called the Luofu resistance. He wasn’t always the leader, his mentor was. Jingliu was the leader of the resistance at first, before she was turned into a Mara-struck. Jing Yuan knew it was a planned attacked but he never knew who. He has some members from his old platoon while he was in the army. The Cloud Knights is what the kids called them at some point so they rolled with it. They gathered those who were willing to fight against the Mara-stuck. They used makeshift spears to keep some distances from the Mara-stuck so they run a lower risk of getting bit or infected. Jing Yuan found a kid ,Yanqing, while exploring and found this kid who was barely surviving with several scars on him. Jing Yuan adopted this kid and brought him back. Lingsha is one of the more notable healers among the Luofu resistance. She is currently working on a antidote or at least create something to slow down the spread of the virus to those who are infected.

Among the group, there is one outlier. Blade, formally known to Jing Yuan as Yingxing, is apart of the group. He is was a known criminal but since the justice system has fallen apart, he joined the resistance. For the sole reason, his daughter, Bailu who has been shadowing Lingsha as she helps the knights and people out. Jing Yuan seems to be one of the few people Blade allows near himself or his daughter. Jing Yuan and Blade were apart of a group called the High-Cloud Quintet, a group of misfits who would do stupid shit together. Dan Feng and Blade were the most teased couple in the group and they adopted a daughter later on, Bailu, who Dan Feng found while coming back from a trip into the wild to relax. Blade raises her alone after Dan Feng disappeared from their life. Yanqing and Bailu hang out from time to if Blade or Jing Yuan are out on a mission.

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File 1

The world has fallen into chaos. It was [REDACTED], the 4th of [REDACTED]. A group of scientists from a group that called themselves “Herta’s Space Station”. They were working on a anti-virus to help deal with a dangerous disease that was spreading in a small part of the world. When they tested it on a small group, it went horrible. The volunteers went crazy and attacked the people who were giving them the anti-virus. Somehow, the anti-virus turned into a dangerous virus they had no clue how to fix. They tried to contain the infected group, but they didn’t act fast enough. It spread to the nearby small town, the next town over, a full state, the country, and after some time it was the world. No where in the world was safe from the virus unless it had no human population. Somehow, the virus was unable to spread besides the bite of a infected human. The internet was cut off because those who managed it were either killed, infected, or ran off because no normal person would stay working that job with the fear of zombies breaking in.

Two different groups, “The Genius Society” and “Intelligentsia Guid”. They joined hands, with some obvious tension, to create a antidote to this virus. The name of this virus was called mara-struck because the zombies had some golden leaves that appear on them. They were pretty vocal about how much progress they were making through broadcasts and other ways that didn’t use the internet. Yet, when they were almost done with it, they went ghost. No one heard from them.

It has been 1 year since the accident. Mara-stuck are everywhere. Many groups have formed. Resistance have also formed to go against those who are hiding in rich building and using bodyguards to steal medicine, food, weapons, and all that.

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Star Apocalypse (HSR AU)

File: 1

Chapter: 1

[Team is out hunting for more details]

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Iddeas go brrrrr

I've gotten the most random ideas that mostly have to do with Dottore having someone sane in his life[platonically] or just causing chaos with them somewhere. Random idea for a twin for Dottore who gets transported to the Obey me world and causes chaos there. I've not even seen any obey me content for like two years now. I just saw some random fic of it while looking at crackfics. Anyways, gonna go back to grinding to level up Tooth Fairy.

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Foam Kangaroo

WHAT DID VERTIN DO TO THE KANAGROO??? IT HAS BEEF WITH HER NOSE????? VERTIN SEEMS SO UNBOTEHRED!! I wish to be this unbothered in life.

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Yesh

Finally have enough storage to get Reverse: 1999. I've had it for two days now and Pavia finally came home. Happy hours. I love this silly Italian man so much that it isn't funny. Now to figure out how to grind to get his Leap of the Wolf skin. Anyways happy hours.

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Yuji x Diasomnia

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Malleus

🐉👑

Malleus would be interested by Yuji. He has a warm aura around him, similar to Kalim's aura yet there is also some spots of darkness in Yuji's aura. Malleus does try to understand who and where Yuji came from as it interested him. Yuji kinda fears Malleus as he is much taller than him and Gojo-sensei. Yuji chills in the dorm from time to time but is mostly out and about. If Yuji was apart of this dorm, he would be like another chaos child. Most people is Diasomnia either fear him because they saw him kick some guy through a building[old building in the forest] or are indifferent to him. They have the great Malleus in their dorm and a chaos child who is strong enough to maybe rival him in pure strength but that's something for another day.

Lilia

🦇⚔

Lilia loves to randomly spook Yuji but appearing out of nowhere. Yuji doesn't scream but just stays in place before laughing it off. It reminds him of Gojo-sensei and his random visits while all the first years train. Yuji is the no.1 part-time guard for the kitchen and keeping Lilia out of it. Bro somehow didn't die after eating Lilia's cooking but was sick for a few days afterwards. Lilia is one of the very small amount of people who really pay attention to Yuji's random actions. It could be him slamming a hand over his cheek, hand, or other part of his body or grumbling to himself about "Sukuna" being a bothered. If Yuji was apart of the dorm, he is no.1 guard of the kitchen full-time. Maybe Lilia would get him into some online games so they can waste away but mostly leaves Yuji to fit in on his own. Maybe kinda views him as a mix of Sebek and Silver.

Sebek

🐊⚔

Sebek has a lot to say about Yuji but doesn't say most of this thoughts because Malleus seems to have some type of interest in this strange human. Sebek has tried to fight Yuji is just a fist fight, lost and had his shit rocked, and stuck in the infirmary for like 2 days. Yuji did help with keeping Silver awake when he dozed off but that was about it. If Yuji was apart of this dorm, non stop fights between the two. Sebek always loses but never stops trying. Mostly views Yuji as an annoying human but useful training buddy. {Yuji didn't sign up for this but okay.} On okay terms with Yuji overall.

Silver

💤⚔

"Yuji? Who is that? Sorry I can't remember anyone of that name." is what Silver says right after any of his naps. Poor boy doesn't remember him mostly because hs is next to Malleus's side, napping away, or doing school work. He isn't that mixed into the right crowds but the animals near him seem to like him, mostly the younger animals. If Yuji was apart of the dorm, Silver would know more about him but still not remember him right off the bat. Yuji is kinda the person they send out to find Silver and they appear like several hours later with battle wounds.

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Tehe

I've had like no motivation to write but when I do, it is angst with little fluff. Anyways ima start posting again. I love these silly emojis but be ready to see a ton of angst shit, shitposts, or fluff!