Gasp- reqs are open :DD I’m a sucker for the devil!cakes au- maybe some fluff with cakes not entirely aware of mortal things? Like “Ayo what is that- a convenience store? Doesn’t seem to be that convenient to me”
Sorry this took so long to get to! Consider this a crack fic lmao. They just have a bit of fun in a grocery store. Causing havoc is what entities like these are made for!
[I asked the AU creators for permission, so we're good to go]!
Title: Low Profile
Words: 1,354
K_K stretched his arms over his head as the trio entered the supermarket. “Why’re we here again~?” it asked with a yawn. “This place is so boring~” it whined.
The smallest of the trio stopped ahead of them. “We’re here,” Sweet turned. “Because you two ate all my food,” he pointed at K_K and Cap’n. “And as punishment, you two are helping me shop for groceries. And you’re going to carry them all in for me, too,” he replied.
K_K hummed, “I don’t see why I have to do all that~” they pretended to pout. “Cap’s the one who ate all your favorite candy~” They sent a devious glance in the angel’s direction.
If he had less control, that comment would’ve prompted the feathers in his wings to puff at the accusation. “You offered them to me! I didn’t know!” Cap’n jumped between the two and clasped his hands in Sweet’s. “I was framed!” He turned and pointed his finger at K_K, “I should’ve known better than to trust a de–”
“Keep your voice down!” Sweet pulled the angel back by his headphones. “You’re supposed to be keeping a low profile, right?”
“Yeah, Cap~” K_K smirked, “we’re supposed to keep a low profile~” it teased.
“You, too, K_K,” Sweet eyed. “Don’t cause any trouble.”
“Trouble? Me?” it feigned offence.
“K_K, I’m serious.”
Seeing the look in their eye, K_K’s facade fell. “Okay~” he smiled, “no silly business from me~” Though, as honestly as he had meant it, a devil would do what a devil was meant to. K_K couldn’t fight his nature.
The store was fairly large, big enough to get lost in. The trio had been in the store twenty minutes and had only managed to find a few items. What was supposed to be a short trip was quickly diverging into something else. The worst part however, was that Sweet was found this was less a punishment for them, and more one for him. Shopping with Cap’n and K_K was worse than shopping with kids. K_K was constantly putting extra junk in the cart which only encouraged Cap’n to start arguing. To retaliate against the argument, K_K would reply with teasing, prompting the angel to repress a blush. It seemed no matter what the two did, their differences always led to a rather awkward tension.
“(We’ve been here forever),” Sweet groaned. “(I don’t know if I can take their bickering much longer).” Most of the time it was endearing to hear the two like this. However, it’d been a long day and it was quickly becoming grating.
K_K smirked and elbowed Cap’n, “convenience store? What’s so convenient about it?”
“Snrk!” Cap’n turned, leaning a hand on K_K’s arm for support as he held back a laugh.
Sweet turned, “are you guys helping or not?” he tapped his foot.
“Course we are, Sweetie~” K_K beamed. It casually reached above the speaker and grabbed the box he’d been struggling to reach. It handed them the item with an innocent smile plastered on its face.
Sweet narrowed his eye but placed the box in the cart. “Okay… well, if we want to get out of here soon we should probably split up,” they concluded. “Do you think you two can handle getting the snack stuff?”
“Of course~!”
“I’d rather stay with you,” Cap’n crossed his arms.
Sweet shrugged, “up to you, I guess. But I’d hate to see what K_K could get up to on its own.”
Cap’n slumped, they made a fair point. The smile on the devil’s lips seemed to agree too.
“C’mon, Captain~” K_K smirked, “don’t be a slowpoke~”
Groaning, the angel followed behind.
Angels weren’t supposed to be this confused about devils. Yet, this one always left him guessing. It wasn’t fair that he, an angel, could fall prey to a devil so easily. He had to keep his guard up whether he wanted to or not. For Sweet’s sake, of course. Not his own. He needed to be strong to make sure Sweet wouldn’t be corrupted by some horned, winged, pretty, demonic entity.
“(Pretty)?” he shook his head. That was not his thought. It couldn’t be. He would never think something so absurd about a devil. He was better than that.
An arm wrapped around his waist as the two walked down the snack aisle. “Wanna have some fun~?” K_K teased.
Cap’n jumped from their hold, desperately trying to ignore the heat emerging on his cheeks. “What? No! We’re just supposed to get what we need and leave–”
“But where’s the fun in that~?” K_K huffed. “These mortal places can be so boring~ Don’t you want to do something fun~?”
“With you? No.” Cap’n stepped further away. “You always get me in trouble.”
K_K rolled their eyes and pulled the angel back to their side. Hands on his shoulders, they whispered, “don’t you angels know how to have fun~? I bet Sweet likes fun~”
Cap’n knew it was a trap. He knew it was a ploy, but he couldn’t help himself. He gave into the temptation. “Fine, what did you want to do? If it’s not too bad I might join.”
Without explaining, the devil picked him up and set him in the cart they had grabbed. “I’ll skate down the aisles and you grab the food, simple~”
All of Cap’n’s eyes narrowed, even the angelic ones over his shoulder. He knew there had to be a catch, something K_K was hiding behind that innocent expression. Against his better judgement, he trusted the smile. A poor choice on his end. No sooner had they started did Cap’n realize the speed they were starting to go. They flew down the aisles, Cap’n barely had time to grab the items needed. It would be impossible is not for the disembodied eyes that helped locate everything faster.
K_K laughed as he kicked off the ground, making the cart go faster and faster. Using an eye to look ahead, Cap’’n warned of incoming customers. Even when the others in the store shouted, K_K remained smiling and laughing. They looked at the short angel in the cart with a grin. This was an angel that knew how to have some fun! He just needed the right push sometimes.
“K_K! You’re gonna get Sweet in trouble!” Cap’n braced himself as they swung around into another aisle.
“No, I won’t~ No one will even–”
“Wait! K_K, stop the–”
A pyramid of soda bottles had been set up in the center of an aisle. The duo were going too fast to slow down. They barely had time to brace themselves before crashing into the pyramid. Soda bottles rained down upon them like an avalanche.
K_K popped up amongst the bottles, only disoriented for a second. They crawled a short distance to see Cap’n still lying on the ground. For a moment they assumed something was wrong. Angels could take quite a bit of damage, a simple crash shouldn’t have hurt him. They could see his chest rise and fall quickly. It was confused and moved even closer. As they got closer they realized he was laughing. He had a hand over his mouth, trying to stop himself, but it was useless. A smile appeared on the devil’s face. “(There he is).”
Cap’n had only just sat up when they heard hissing coming from around them.
“Oh no,” they both said in unison.
The soda bottles fizzled and exploded throughout the aisle. Two liter bottles went flying over the shelves into other aisles. The two were drenched in soda, yet somehow still found themselves laughing at the shouts from other customers. Anytime K_K heard a shriek, they couldn’t help but throw their head back and laugh. Even Cap’n found some enjoyment from the scene. He hadn’t done something so absurd in such a long time, if ever.
Sweet appeared before them, immediately trying to pull them from the ground. “Guys, c’mon! What did you do?!” It took some doing, but Sweet managed to get the two out of the store without being stopped. They laughed all the way out the door.
“Ugh, what happened to keeping a low profile?!”
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If kitchen orders still available, can you write cheesecake/devilcake (you can choose!) skittles for kazuha?? You don’t have to if you don’t want to btw, have a lovely day~~
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Here’s your Skittles!
Yandere! Soulmate Kazuha x Artist reader
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You we’re the ink to his brush, the petals to his blossom. The apple of his eye, the icing to his cake. And you represented the blood that splattered on his face, coming from the many rivals that dared to take his place.
Kazuha was entranced by you from the moment you waltzed into his life. Or when he wondered into yours throughout his years of traveling aimlessly hoping to find his missing piece. The only reminder he had of his soulmate was that they were an artist judging from the tattoo of a paint platter on the inside of his wrist.
There you were, at your favorite arts and crafts store. Lovely as always even when you acted indecisive when choosing a specific color or material. He wishes he could announce to the world of how fortunate he was to have a soulmate such as yourself. However, as much as his heart yearns too he can’t. Nor can he ever approach you.
As there was one unspoken restriction placed upon destined soulmates, a tragic one at that. Which prevented the intertwined souls before them to never be reunited, unless they’ve overcome this daunting trail.
The ancient decree that follows states:
“You are invisible to your soulmate, however everyone else can acknowledge your presence. Should you wish to be noticed by your other half you must leave traces of your existence. And pray that your soulmate can put two and two together and realize that you’re there.”
So Kazuha did everything in his power to make himself known to his darling. He left poems which bleed out his heart, pouring out his love on every scripture that was posted outside your bedroom window. Made sure to be there for you when you happened to get into any accidents.
Oh you lost your prized brush utensils? It was miraculously left on your desk the next day, as if you’ve never misplaced it in the first place.
Your missing something on your artwork that prevents it from being finished? Somehow the missing piece presented itself in the for of a red heart, just the thing you were searching for!
He was always there, but due to your obliviousness you failed to realize that the phenomenons happening to you wasn’t purely confidential. Making Kazuha grow frustrated every time he witnessed you becoming too close towards a co-worker of yours.
Why couldn’t you realize that all you ever needed was right beside you? What can he do to make it clear that his existence exists solely for you? As does yours exist for his alone. Days go by and it seems as if you’ve forgotten that you even had a soulmate because of some foolish fellow who doesn’t respect boundaries. He spent hours ransacking his head for ideas…
Until an thought popped up in his head, a deranged smile spreads across his face as he finally figured out the answer to making you notice him. And he was proven correct by how you actually managed to see him covered in the remains of your beloved co worker who was slumped over lifelessly in front of your house. Their blood becoming the ink Kazuha used to write the following words:
“Welcome home Darling, from your soulmate”
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