#screaming in my corner about miku

[illufinch]

[b0d1ly-st3w]

have my postal 1 dude headcanons because hes so meeeeee

tw for mentions of self harm

• hed just barely turned 20 by the time postal 1 happened

• a bit of a mallgoth, really loved nine inch nails and marilyn manson

• had a really bad self harm addiction back in highschool, he was 2 years clean by postal 1

• actually felt so bad for everything hed done, cant even hear fake gunshots without wanting to throw up

• i believe that the demon was responsible for his breakdown, it convinced him that everyone was poisoned and that he was the only one that could save them

• schizophrenic, has hurt himself before because voices convinced him to do so

• shy and selectively mute

• other postal dudes treat him like a kid because of his age (postal 4 dude is his parental figure)

• asshole dad who was never around

• smokes like a chimney, anytime anyone sees him he always seems to have a cigarette in his hand

• great with kids, thats why he couldnt bring himself to hurt them

• the funeral ending was a hallucination (ik thats redux but they are practically the same leave me alone)

• the most traumatised postal dude

• would probs be a mitski stan

• autistic, bites the other postal dudes

• loves cats

• bisexual and in denial (has a fat crush on every single member of nin)

• just starts screaming randomly, but not in a funny way like a genuine terror way

• stares at people with his autism eyes

• wears his sunglasses everywhere

• lives off cheese and vodka (hes like an alcoholic mouse)

• absolutely loves horror movies, gets postal 4 dude to watch them with him

• scared of corkscrew, but corkscrew really likes him and feels the need to protect him

• suffered from anorexia at a young age, sometimes has days where he literally cant eat anything without crying

• people pleaser, changes his entire personality to make people happy

• loves wool sweaters, practically lives in them

• always cold

• drinks to forget

• gets randomly angry for no apparent reason, will start punching the shit out of people and screaming

• against the big light prefers lamps

• will just sit in the corner and listen while people talk

• loves pepperoni pizza

• still has braces

• probably loves hello kitty but will never admit it

• shoplifts literally anytime he goes into a store, steals things for other postal dudes

• would violently sob to real men by mitski

• bullys postal 4 dudes music but actually likes it (can you tell i love the idea of them being friends?)

i added more because ive got so many headcanons for this emo loser <3

• really picky with what he can eat, will spit anything out he doesnt like

• his family where heavily religious, thats why he wears a cross

• can fall asleep literally anywhere

• defos a stoner

• practically lived at korn concerts

• likes hugs but also despises being touched

• corkscrew carries him about everywhere, gives him piggybacks all the time

• either completely stone cold or really giggly and happy, there is no in between

• uses :⁠-⁠) :⁠-⁠P :⁠-⁠O :⁠-⁠( when texting

• probably likes cannibal corpse

• chop suey! by system of a down is his anthem

• spins around in circles to stim, postal 2 guy joins in because funni

• steals peoples jackets

• would be absolutely cracked at hatsune miku project diva

• has a hyperfixation on music and plays bass

• i think he would be really soft spoken most the time

• when hes drunk hes absolutely mayhem, runs around and throws cushions at people

• tried to give himself a stick and poke and got mad when it didnt look good

• if postal 1 was set in the early 2000s i think hed be an emo

• goes nonverbal often, hardly ever speaks

• claustrophobic, will start crying if he feels trapped

• hates parades (unless its a pride one #ally)

• (⁠●⁠_⁠_⁠●⁠) stares at people like this

• tooth gap<3333

• hates wearing bandages around his arms because theyre itchy and uncomfortable

• probably had an entire bag of bandaids on standby

• ik he canonically has sorta short hair but i like to think its really long

• wanted a mohawk

• wears eyeliner but will deny it even though its so obvious

• he did have a girlfriend at one point but she left him because he was strange (autism making him bitchless💀)

• ik this makes no sense but i think it would be funny af if he was scottish, like all the other postal dudes expect him to sound like them but then he starts speaking in the heaviest scottish accent imaginable (and before you say im only saying that because hes ginger im scottish so im actually projecting get it right)

• gave himself so many piercings but half of them closed up

• likes flavoured tea, his fav is peppermint

• would probably have a crush on tyler durden

• not really a hc but imagine him falling asleep on the sofa and postal 4 dude covering him with a nice fluffy blanket and giving him a little kiss on the forehead like dads in movies 😭😭😭

• wanted to be a musician growing up

• would watch the entire saw franchise in one sitting

• postal 4 dude always checks his arms and makes sure hes eaten, but he doesnt get upset with him if he does relapse or doesnt eat because he knows hes trying

• everyone tells him all their drama because they know he wont tell anyone (he knows everything)

• no one is willing to argue with him because he will either start crying or attack them

• probably bipolar

• signed postal 2 guys petition

• probably rabid/j

• really good at art

• scared of seagulls

• hes really lanky and tall

• (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) default facial expression

• red is his favourite colour

• hes an anti-shaggin moment/ref

• will just lay on top of people with absolutely no care whatsoever

• really bad at helping others, hed probably awkwardly giggle at someone crying

• he likes stuffed animals, has a whole collection of them because he was never allowed them when he was a kid

• if you asked him his pronouns hed probably bite you (he doesnt understand)

• if demon ever got a physical form all the dudes (excluding 1) would team up and beat its ass

• demon still appears sometimes and even tells 1 what to do, but he does his best not to listen

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• one time postal 3 dude was just going downstairs to get some water and found 1 on the floor sobbing, hed had an episode and sliced his arm pretty bad, 3 did his best to help and swore he wouldnt tell 4 but he found out anyways

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• hates chocolate cake with every fibre of his being

• paints his nails all the time, comes downstairs every day with a new colour

• one of the dudes got him a copy of pretty hate machine on cd for christmas and it was his most favourite thing for months

• loves little insects, willingly picks them up

• collects so much random shit its insane

i got more

• can never sit in pure silence because there always seems to be noise, but really its all in his head (this is based on some of the tracks from the redux soundtrack as obviously some of them are just unintelligible noise)

• picks at his skin alot

• used to skip school alot, but always did well in tests and exams

• cant swim

• actually really loved school

• salt and vinegar crisps man

• actually tried to quit smoking but failed horribly

• uses internet slang and postal 4 guy has absolutely no fucking clue what hes on about

thats all i got

[thatbeluga]

Wet Sock 2x05: Containment Breach

Season One / 2x01 / 2x02 / 2x03 / 2x04

Time did not move linearly, because it never does in Wet Sock. Yes the last episode was the Ides of March. Shut up. It's November 1st, and you know what happens on November--

"Author!Beluga can you shut up?!" Rad shouted, stabbing a femboy catgirl in a maid outfit. "Misp and I are trying to fight our way through UWU Enterprises right now, as we have been for the last SEVEN FUCKING MONTHS cause you can't write this story without a damn HIATUS."

"What was even happening last time Author!Beluga posted?" Misp asked, tripping the physical embodiment of the sound "nya."

C!Misp and C!Rad could not remember, but it had been an Ides of March episode where they killed Hatsune Mik--

"SHUT UP AUTHOR!BELUGA!"

A terrible crack echoed through the tower. Alarms blared out, piercing the air. The employuwuees ahead of them screamed in fear and ran past them, scrambling for the exit. Cold mist flowed down the hallway, chips of ice falling from higher floors.

A frantic Thomas Jefferson ran around the corner, shards of ice poking out of his chest. He grabbed Misp, sliding to the floor.

"We did everything we could uwu." He cried limpid tears. "I'm-I'm sorry. She... she breached containment. I... I should've... I should've been stronger... she's coming..."

"Who? Who is it?" Misp cried, grabbing Thomas Jefferson's face, the light dying from his eyes. She smacked it. No response.

A lilting voice echoed down the hall.

"I~I~I... don't want uhhhh LOT Fooorooor cHRIsmaàss."

Candy canes sprouted from the ground, the pastel walls became red, green, and wintry blue. Misp gasped, "No. Halloween was yesterday."

"Theeeeere is just one Thing, aIIaii Ne-eed."

"Nope." Rad threw her hands up, and turned her back. "Nope. Nope. Not today. Absolutely the fuck not."

"I DOn'T Care abOOUT The PRE-SeNTS. uuuUAUUnderneeth the Chri smas tre eee."

A light glowed at the end of the hallway, ice and snow billowing from its shine.

"I juuust want you for maiy Oh-own. moooOOAOOOAR than you could Eveur Know-ow."

She came into view, her red and white outfit even more terrifying than in pictures.

"Make my wish COOAMMe TRUUuuuuUUEUUEUEUUuuu. UWU."

Rad turned back around, slugging a rocket launcher over her shoulder. "Lemme take care of this."

Mariah Carey floated before mother and daughter, holiday cheer coursing through her veins and shining through her skin.

"AAAAAAAlLLL I wuaAANt, FO-or chuRismAAAaaAAaas... IiiIIIIiiiss....

The rocket launcher fired.

"You-ou-

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

Nothing remained, except a single shard of candy cane. The force of the blast had vaporized Mariah, breaking the bonds between the molecules making her up until she was nothing more than a cloud of indeterminate particles. The force and energy of the entire sun had been directed at at the elder god, her physical form utterly destroyed. Rad tossed aside the rocket launcher. "I hate that fucking song."

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Mariah Carey breaching containment had cleared the halls, so reaching Y/N's throne room was pretty easy. Misp almost missed stabbing Hatsune Mikus, but seeing Rad reduce Mariah Carey to mere atoms was pretty fun to watch. Like any elder god she would reform eventually, but at least they had until next November 1st to worry about her.

Rad kicked the door in at Y/N's throne room.

"H-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hey," Y/N said, tucking her messy glossy brown hair that went down past her feet behind her ears. "Whowu are youwu? :3"

"We're here to post bail for Beluga and Fuck," Rad said. "We're willing to pay almost any price under $63."

"And 17 cents," Misp added.

"You have slain the demon Mariah Carey, and for that, your friends crimes shall be forgiven," Y/N said, looking up at the bird cages. "W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wait? Wh-wh-wh-wh-where are they?"

One bird cage hung intact, while the other looked like it had been chewed open. Jackie Kennedy had locked her jaw on one of the bars, furiously snacking.

"They must have--oh no, I'm such a ditz! I left the Jacky Kennedy's in here for one second and-- Y/N began to cry from her orbalescent orbs. She grabbed her iPod touch with a teal case and spoke into it, activating the loudspeaker system.

"Uwu! I know I'm not like other girls, and I know Jason hasn't noticed me yet, but the multiversal criminals Beluga and Fuck have breached containment and must be hunted down and eliminated from existence. PS Jason I'm a better singer than Becky."

"Ohhhh, the episode title was one of those double meaning things," Misp said, nodding. "Love it when they do that."

The author was thankful that c!Misp appreciated his title.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AUTHOR!BELUGA!"

[aria0fgold]

Chapter 1: This isn't the Sekai!

A rare blue supermoon overlook the world below. Emu and her friends happily gazed at it a few moments ago, with the Virtual Singers' hologram atop the phone as they gaze along them. But for Emu whose excitement was barely contained at the rare and beautiful sight, she wanted to share it with the plushies in the Sekai too. She even brought a high quality camera to take pictures of it, excusing herself from the others and Miku who was using her phone for her hologram, Emu stood up with camera on hand and clicked on “Untitled.”

It was the usual ceremony of the world being bathed in a bright white light before fading away to reveal their Sekai, well, at least, that's what was supposed to happen. Instead, Emu felt a rush of air pass through her as the ground below her feet vanished. The night sky was replaced with a bright sunny day, hurriedly yet seemingly, slowly going by her.

W-wait… I'm… F-falling?!!!

Emu's screams came with a slight delay from having only processed what was happening. She couldn't see the ground at all, and as she continued to fall, small patches of green start appearing in her view.

T-this is bad!!!

Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, she doesn't know what was happening, wasn't she supposed to be in the Sekai? She clicked “Untitled”! She was sure of that! But where is this? Why is she falling?! Fear overflowed in Emu's chest as she could do nothing else but tightly shut her eyes, wishing with all that she can to get back in the Sekai, or at least…

Someone…

“SAVE ME!!!”

As if on cue, the breeze ruthlessly blowing past her as she fell, halted. In fact, her entire body stilled as she merely floated in place. Her eyes quickly opened then and beside her, she saw…

A man riding a… broom?

“Are you alright?!” The man's red hair danced with the wind as he flew towards her. He stretched out his arms to pick her up and placed her securely on the broom in front of him as one of his hands were on Emu's back, “Whew… Good thing we were nearby.”

Emu looked up at him, his eyes were two different colours. Although his hair was covering his other eye.

“How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?” He continued to ask, worry clear on his face.

“A-ah… I-I'm fine!” Emu's voice was hoarse, throat dry and aching that she coughed a bit.

“Here!” The man opened his palm and muttered something under his breath, it didn't seem to be a language Emu knows of, afterwards though, a couple of star-like candies appeared on his palm.

It looks like… Konpeito!

“These should help for now.” He offered the magical candies to Emu.

She merely stared at them as she brought her camera and phone closer to her, unsure of whether she should take the candies or not. Questions continued to fill her mind, she was even more confused now than she first appeared in the sky. For one thing,

Where am I?

And another thing is that,

Who is he?

The most important question however is,

What is happening?

Emu didn't know what to do.

“Ah, right!” The man smiled awkwardly as he withdrew his hand, the candies disappearing as easily as it appeared, “It would be weird if a complete stranger suddenly offered something to you, huh.” His gaze landed upon Emu's camera and phone before raising an eyebrow.

“Sir Knight.” Emu looked at the source of a new voice, it was another man on a broom, one with silver hair and eyes matching with the man beside her, although it was mirrored.

Who's that?

As if an answer to Emu's unspoken question, “Sir Knight” called out the man's name.

“Owen!”

The other man called Owen glanced at Emu and a smile formed on his lips, it looked rather…

Scary…

“Ohhh and what is that you have there, Sir Knight? A lost bunny?”

The man Owen called Sir Knight groaned, “Not now Owen. She's already frightened enough as it is.”

Owen scoffed, “What ever do you mean, Sir Knight? What sinister ideas must you be thinking about?”

“That should be my question!” Sir Knight sighed, “Anyway, let's head back to Master Sage. I have a feeling they'd be able to help her more than us.”

The broom they were on moved then, a small squeak escaped from Emu's lips as her body tensed up, fearing that she might fall again she instinctively leaned closer to Sir Knight and gripped the front of his clothes with her free hand.

Sir Knight let out a small chuckle, “Don't worry! You'll be safe with me!” His hands never once leaving Emu's back. “We'll fly slowly, okay?”

“You'll surely take forever to get back. Bye then.” Emu glanced back at Owen, only to see no one there.

Whoa… He disappeared?!

“Sorry about Owen, that's just how he is.” Sir Knight moved the broom, a gentle breeze blowing on them as he maneuvered in the air, slowly, and carefully. It calmed Emu enough to feel assured that she will be safe, just as he said, “Right, I don't think I've introduced myself yet.”

He smiled brightly at her, as if the sun itself was shining right beside her. It reminded her of Tsukasa's smiles. “My name is Cain!”

Emu can feel her courage coming back to her, she leaned back a little to return a smile of her own, “I'm Emu!”

[julioclaudian]

mannn. despite literally everything, miku expo was so worth it. as soon as that first oo ee oo hit the FERVOR of the crowd was genuinely more than ive seen at any other concert. like yes the MCR fans screamed more but even if i didnt have one, that sea of lightsticks was magical. the setlist disappointed me (no rolling girl? no bring it on? no luka luka night fever?) but the highs were ecstatic. the way the bass hit my chest in hyper reality show was everything i wanted from it. and everyone around me in this crowd felt it. on literally every side i had people also undergoing the physical manifestation of seeing a hyperfixation come to life. ive never let go and had so much fun at a concert, even despite not having a lightstick and not getting my favourite songs.

And the screen was fine? I was near the back corner of the venue and i saw things just fine, like i went in with low expectations and they were pleasantly exceeded.

so now im just on that post-con comedown where you remember that all the normal people in ur life think ur hobbies are stupid 😔 tried explaining my day to my sister and she started laughing when i said i was sad because of lightsticks. which yes i understand is a stupid thing to be sad about but in the context of jpop.

[k0na-core]

Alec's Visit (2)- Ninjago OC

Everyone were at the table, already done with food and, as a treat, got to drink some wine. Kai and Alec were sitting in front of each other, Jay being beside Alec and sitting across from Niel. Nya and Lloyd were across of Cole, playfully chatting while the Master of Earth was busy consuming more of Zane's cooking. Master Wu was in the far corner of the table, peacefully drinking his hot tea and relaxing amongst the ruckuss. Jay had his eyes on Alec as he asked him, "So where were you while Niel joined the team?" Alec leaned back in his seat before finishing his wine in one gulp. He hunched over the table and held himself up with his elbow, "Well, I'm currently studying for a master's degree on Ninjago History and for that, I have to travel a lot. This year was about Shintaro. I had to trek up the mountain and stay there for my research paper," Cole turned his head towards Alec when he heard Shintaro being mentioned, "Hey! I'm actually friends with Princess Vania. You could've called me instead of putting yourself in danger with those bat monsters," Alec smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I would've asked if I had known Niel was a part of the team." Alec sighed as he felt this sinking feeling in his stomach. The chattering of the others muffled as the feeling grew stronger. He almost felt bad about not being for Niel while he was under control of the Crystal King, not being there for his training, not being there treating his wounds after battles. He snapped back to reality when Zane came by with more wine. Kai and Niel cheered like crazy getting their hands on my alcohol. Alec drank some more and shrugged off the feeling and enjoyed his night.

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"And then he did what!?" Jay jumped up in excitement, hearing more about Alec's story, "He jumped in for it. Head first!" Kai scoffed out and ruffling up Niel's hair in mockery, "Hah! You value that figure more than your dignity?" Niel removed his hand and seldomly explained himself, "It wasn't just a figurine, it was my wife! I loved that Hatsune Miku figurine than my own Yin!" Alec had a forced frown and puppy eyes on his face finding out about his position in Niel's heart, "You wouldn't save me if I was hurled into a dumpster?" The cyan ninja smirked, "No, because I'd be the one who threw you in the first place." Jay giggled at his diss before leaning in closer to Alec, "C'mon, hit him back! Take revenge! Any more embarrassing stories we should know about?" Alec searched his chin before his eyes lit and he had an evil smile on his face, "I'm gonna tell you about the time I made Niel do the chicken dance in public," Niel dunked his head straight on to the table and crossed his arms to cover his face in shame before screaming into his arms, "First Spinjitsu Master, please kill me already!" Alec gulped some more of his wine before telling his story, "So, we were at this chicken fast food place and Niel wanted me to pay the food but he had to do something for me in a return. I told him to do the chicken dance on the table for everyone to see or else, he'd have to buy two more meals." Kai was already giggling, imagining Niel in a chicken costume, "And so he did just that, making chicken noises in the process. I even have a video!" Alec took out his phone before parading this embarrassing tape of Niel on the table, dancing while people watched. Kai laughed so hard he punched the table and almost fell backwards while Jay was barely able to hold himself together.

After a few minutes, Zane and Wu announced that it was bed time and everyone needs to get to bed. Kai and Niel stayed behind with Zane to help clean up while everyone else left. The two of them joked around while putting away plates when Kai brought up a hang out plan, "Hey, what about having dinner tomorrow at that fancy steak place? You know, by that arcade?" Niel hummed and shrugged, "Sounds cool! I haven't had a nice dinner in a while!" Alec was standing by the kitchen, behind a wall and heard Kai trying to invite his Yang to a "hangout" and he couldn't believe Niel would accept the invite. He left quickly as he heard the two step closer to where he was. Alec ran off to their room and closed the sliding door. The feeling in his stomach made him feel so heavy, the feeling of guilt was choking him. The sliding door opened behind him as Neil entered their room and greeted Alec who was getting changed to his pajamas. He stayed silent before looking back and smiling at him. Neil walked over and hugged him from behind, "It's been awhile. I've actually missed you so much," Alec sighed as he felt comfort in the hug. He turned around and returned the love with a tighter hug. The two just stayed there before they pulled apart slightly and just stared at each other, their faces getting closer for a kiss when they were startled by Cole in the doorway, "Hey, Niel! You left your--" he stopped midway into his words and immediately closed his eyes and turned around to leave, apologizing loudly as he zipped off and disappeared into his own room. The two just laughed at his antics before Niel seperated to change himself. Moments later, the two were huddled against each other and relaxing and wouldn't realize that they had already fallen asleep.

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"Niel! Wake up!" Niel was woken up by Nya shaking his shoulders. He rubbed his eyes before sitting up and stretching and realized that Nya was in her gi. Niel quickly and quietly dressed up in his gi and ran off. The two ninja walked down to the secret base and greeted the others who were in front of the monitor. Zane waved at them as Niel asked out, "What's going on?" Lloyd held his eyes on the monitor and explained the situation, "There is this gang of thugs who're breaking into the bank. This has been happening for the fifth time this week so now we're taking charge and investigating the vaults." He turned around and pointed at Kai, "Kai, can you uhh..." He looked over to everyone else to pair him up with the fire ninja before deciding, "Niel and Jay take care of the thugs?" Kai nodded before wrapping his arms over Jay and Niel's shoulders. "Zane and Nya, investigate the other vaults for more activities. Cole and I can patrol outside the building to look for where they came from." Everyone had their hands in a circle before cheering together, "Ninja... GO!"

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Alec woke up to see the side of the bed where Niel would be was empty. He sighed as he sat up to try and look for him. Alec was about to step on the floor before he noticed something on the bedside table. A note: "Hey, GingerAle. I'm off on a mission, a break-in at the bank ;) I'll spare you the details in the morning. Sleep tight! ♡" Alec almost growled in frustration before plopping back down on his bed and trying his best to fall back asleep. The silence didn't help and instead, he started talking to himself in his head. That pit in his stomach came back. The heavy feeling of guilt became unbearable. The thoughts were clouding his mind and he just needed some fresh air but opening the window didn't suffice. He sat up and stared at the wall before getting himself on the floor to get a drink. He just walked through the dark hallways until he come across to a place with any sort of light. Soon enough, he found himself at the porch of the monastery under the shining bright moonlight. He huffed out, his warm breath turning to fog in the cold air. Alec sat himself down at the stairs as he just thought in silence. He stayed there for half an hour, completely alone before he heard footsteps behind him. He slowly turned around to see Master Wu walking towards him, teapot and two cups in hand. Wu settled them down beside him and greeted him, "Hello, Alec." Alec smiled at him before replying, "Hello, Sensei." Wu just stood by him as he stared at the moon before his poke again, "Why are you here so late?" Alec sighed, "I was... A lot of things were in my mind so I just need some fresh air," Sensei Wu hummed as he sat down next to him with his legs crossed. He poured him some tea before offering a cup to Alec, "Tea?" The boy smiled as he nodded and grabbed the cup in hand, Sensei Wu pouring some for him, "Thank you, Sensei..."

Alec sat with Master Wu for a while before Wu asked out, "You look upset. Are you alright?" Alec looked at him, trying to force a smile before seeing Master Wu's concerned face. Alec sighed before placing his face in his hands, "I... Want to become a ninja." Master Wu tilted his head, "Hmm, why?" Alec stuttered out his words before huffing again and letting heart speak, "I-I... I was never there for him. I was away from him for so long that now he's choosing Kai over me. He looks just like me, acts like and dresses up like me. He was there for him to treat his wounds, to comfort him while he was sad, to have fun with him while he was bored," he paused, taking a deep breath, "Maybe, just maybe, if I became a ninja like him, I could always be there for him. I would be there to protect him, take care of his wounds a-and..." He felt his face go hot before he felt tears coming out his eyes. He breathed out a shaky breath before wiping his tears away and drinking more of the tea. Master Wu placed his hand on his back to comfort before speaking out, "You have a good heart, strong-willed and protective. Niel sees something inside of you to want to wait for you. You had been gone but you were still in his heart, he deeply cares for you and you do aswell," Alec looked down, listening to the wisdom of the old master, "You may choose to be a ninja, you may want to go through the rigorous training, maintaining and responsibilities of a ninja but that may not be the answer to resolve your problems but the only thing that will help you, is enjoy the current time you have with him to catch up with what you missed and build upon today for the future." Alec picked up his tea again and finished it in a single gulp. Wu removed his hand before pouring him another cup, "But, if you wish to become a ninja, you may not be ready in your current situation. Maybe, one day, you will become a great warrior." Alec looked up to him, "But will you be here?" Master Wu chuckled before standing up, "Most likely not. But, the person most significant to you, may be your best teacher. As iron sharpens iron, brother sharpens brother." Alec mumbled out, "Lover sharpens lover." Master Wu smiled before saying, "You are learning quickly. You will be a great ninja." And with that, he left into the darkness. Alec walked back to his room, the words of wisdom lifted the heavy feeling from his shoulders. Alec was confident on what he wanted to do next and he went to bed, feeling relaxed and grateful for his words.

[ii-kanjiiiii]

A Crazy Day at Miku Expo

A Vocaloid shitpost story

Warnings: swearing, contains Kaito x Meiko

Chapter 1

It was a normal day in the Cryptonloid household, like always. It was 12pm and Meiko was already up because she’s a normal person.

“GET UP YOU IDIOTS WE HAVE TO LEAVE FOR MIKU EXPOOO!!!!” she woke the rest of the Cryptonloids up as she was a thoughtful person.

“OH SHIT I FORGOT!!” Miku screamed. Her hair looked like Chuckie Finster from Rugrats but had a much larger mass.

“WAIT WHAT THE FUCK WE’RE PERFORMING TONIGHT?!!? PLS NOOOOO I HAVE A PIMPLE!!!” Len cried.

Miraculously, all of them had somehow forgotten that they had a Miku Expo concert in the mystical country of Hajarputa that night. Except for Meiko, because she was a responsible person.

Once they were done packing and getting ready, they went into their private Miku jet which was covered with Miku faces and had big words that said “HATSUNE MIKU” because Miku is the best and owns the world.

Inside, ‘World is Mine’ was playing on loop and the wall was covered in Miku wallpaper and posters. Meiko sat on a Miku couch at the front, because Meiko is queen and is obviously the sexiest one. Kaito, being the simp that he is, sat next to her.

Luka went all the way to the back of the Miku jet and sat in a Miku chair in the corner, away from everyone else as she was tired of everyone’s bullshit.

Miku and the demonic twins were in the middle, just jumping around and throwing shit everywhere as they were still high as fUCK from the FRUIT loops they ate for breakfast.

Suddenly, ‘World is Mine’ stopped playing, and the pilot made an announcement through the plane intercom. Or whatever it’s called lmao I don’t know.

“Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome onboard Flight Miku. We will be taking off from Sapporo to Hajarputa. I am Sonic the Hedgehog and I am your pilot for today. Just kidding bitch, my name is actually うんち(‘Jonathan Harris’ in Japanese). We are expected to reach Hajarputa in about 22 hours. I swear to God, PLEASE put on your seatbelts or you’re gonna fucking die. We also ask that you ensure your seats are in the upright position for take-off, if not you’ll fucking die. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, if not you’ll fucking die as well. Don’t smoke too, cause you’ll get lung cancer and fucking die. Thank you for choosing Miku Airlines. Enjoy your flight. I definitely will not crash this plane. I swear.”

'World is Mine’ was back playing on loop again.

“Well that was comforting,” Meiko said, being a sarcastic piece of shit.

“Lol what? I don’t remember hiring this man,” Miku said. “Lol, whatever,” she shrugged.

Some time after the Miku Jet took off, Kaito and Meiko started fighting over what they would name their non-existent kid that they would never have.

“If she’s a girl, Sakura is the best name!! It represents beauty and optimism,” Kaito said.

“It also represents death,” Meiko argued. “And who the fuck names their kid after a plant? Enaado is the best name!!”

“The fuck kinda name is Enaado?” Len, who was seated far away from them, muttered to himself. Meiko, who was somehow able to hear him, pulled a super soaker gun out of nowhere and squirted him all the way from the other end of the plane.

Some hours later, the vocaloids were bored as heck and ‘World is Mine’ playing on loop was driving them to insanity(except for Miku of course).

“Can you turn that shit off, Miku? I swear to God, if I hear “sekai de ichiban ohime-sama” one more damn time, my internal organs are going to explode,” Luka said, smashing her head against the wall.

“Geez, fine, Luka! You don’t have to be so mean about it, it’s not my fault you don’t know how to appreciate good art,” Miku rolled her eyes, then she changed the song to ‘Popipo’ on loop, which was probably 100x worse.

“YOU’RE my sekai de ichiban ohime-sama, Me-chan~<3” Kaito UwU-ed. She smacked him with a magazine.

Another time skip, Miku wanted to play truth or dare lmao. Luka, Miku and the twins sat in a circle and started playing.

“Oh yeah, by the way, Mei-nee and Kai-nii are in the game too,” Miku said.

“Wtf no thanks,” Meiko immediately said, not looking up from her magazine about self control & anger management.

“No, you can’t escape, Mei-nee,” Miku replied, staring intensely into her soul. She then got a piece of rope out of nowhere and tied Meiko and Kaito to their chairs.

“TRUTH OR DARE, MEI-NEE?” Miku asked, her eye twitching.

“Ugh, fine. Truth,” Meiko replied, as she had no other choice.

Meanwhile, Kaito was having Vietnam war flashbacks as Miku tying him to the chair reminded him of that one time he got kidnapped by Sonic the Hedgehog. (An event that happened in my other fanfic that I’m not going to post.)

“Do you want to make out with Kai-nii?” Miku asked with a stupid shitty grin on her face.

“What the fuck? Oh, HELL NO. I think I already know how this is gonna go,” Meiko muttered.

“AnSwEr tHe qUeStiOn!!!” Miku yelled impatiently, flipping the fucking table.

“Dare!” Meiko quickly said, sweating.

“I dare you to make out with Kai-nii,” Miku said, raising her eyebrows up and down like fucking Mr. Bean.

Upon hearing this, Kaito’s attention was caught and he snapped out of his Vietnam war flashbacks.

“GODDAMN IT!!” Meiko cursed.

“Oh my GOD, Kaito. Don’t give me THAT look,” Meiko said, terrified for her life as she noticed Kaito looking at her with considerable interest.

“Why the hell did you give that dare, Miku? Literally NO ONE wants to see that shit,” Len said, staring judgingly at Miku. He definitely did not have to see his parents smashing their faces together.

“Yeah, Len’s right,” Luka said. “Aight, Imma head out. Bye bitches,” she flipped her fabulous long hair and strolled out elegantly. Once she reached her seat at the far corner of the plane, she opened her laptop and looked at images of the Gingerbread Man from Shrek.

“Shut up Len and just watch the show!” Rin, who was just as delusional as Miku, scolded.

“MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT” the crazy girls started chanting.

I’m so sorry

I really have no idea where this shitty fanfic is going

TIME SKIP LOL

It was nighttime and the Cryptonloids were sleeping in their beds with Miku blankets and ‘Popipo’ was still playing on loop. Suddenly, the Miku Jet started shaking really hard, then everyone flew out of their beds and hit their heads on the ceiling. After a few seconds, the Miku Jet stopped shaking and everyone fell back to the ground.

“Heh heh, sorry folks. Just a little air turbulence is all,” Pilot うんち announced.

“What the actual FUCK?? “A ‘liTtLE’ aIR tUrBuLeNcE” he said!! I don’t think we should be entrusting that guy with our LIVES!!” Meiko seethed. “I’m going to have a word with him.” she stormed off to the Pilot’s cabin.

“Wait Me-chan, I’ll come too,” Kaito said, and tagged along with her for extra support because he was a good boyfriend.

Once they reached the Pilot’s cabin, she slid open the door and shouted “LISTEN UP, MISTER, DO YOUR DAMN JOB PROPERLY!!”

“Oh, Meiko-san, hello!” the pilot spun his chair around and smiled. “Oh, Kaito, you’re here too! How’s it going, buddy? Has Sonic been bothering you any more?”

Meiko and Kaito’s eyes widened as they realised who the pilot was.

“FUKASE??!!!!” they screamed in shock. His Ronald Mcdonald hair was unmistakable.

“No, I’m うんち. Who the hell is Fukase?” うんち/Fukase said.

“WHY ARE YOU FLYING A PLANE, FUKASE??!! AREN’T YOU LIKE, FOURTEEN?!??!!!” Meiko screamed.

“Uh, no, I’m fifteen. Also, the age of consent in Japan is thirteen, sooo I don’t see any problem with it,” he replied.

“WHAT THE HELL DOES AGE OF CONSENT HAVE TO DO WITH FLYING A PLANE???!!” Meiko screamed, ripping her hair out. I really need to stop using scream.

"Umm… with all due respect, Fukase, are you even qualified for this?” Kaito spoke up.

“Yeah, DUH. I’ve had years worth of flight experience from Microsoft Flight Simulator on the Xbox!” he replied. “What kinda dumb shit would hire someone who ISN’T qualified??”

“oH mAN OH GOD OUR LIVES ARE IN THE HANDS OF THAT DUMB KID OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD-“ Meiko was hyperventilating in the corner and hugging her legs, sweat pouring down her face. It was unlike her to freak out like this, she was usually calm and kept her cool. However, this is Fukase we’re talking about, and any rational person would be freaking out and fearing for their lives.

“Breathe, Me-chan, breathe,” Kaito attempted to calm her down. “Don’t worry, okay? Everything’s gonna be just fine. Nothing bad will happen. Everything is okay,” he assured her, hugging her tightly.

“How would YOU know that???” she asked.

“I don’t,” he replied. “When things get rough, denial is all we have,” he said, giving his Stupid Bakaito Grin™.

TO BE CONTINUED MAYBE???1??1

[stalksbyakuyatogami]

so i saw that you can do OC's with ultimates executions so uhh- Ultimate Vocaloid Musician execution? kanfhejsnfjwjdn sorry this is kind of awkward-

Ultimate Vocaloid Musician’s Special Execution: Circle You

Yet another anon to disappoint HAHA. I cringe every time I proofread my work smh.

They stood atop the stage gazing upon the sea of glow sticks that were moving beneath them, each carried by a thousand monochrome bear. The flashing lights almost blinded them. The sounds from enormous speakers were fading away with the last pluck of an electric guitar. They were in a school earlier, but now they’re in a concert? What the hell was going on?

"Everyone! Thank you for coming tonight! And for our final performance, we have a special guest, our very own Ultimate Vocaloid Musician! Our master! Our... manipulator," the twintailed character whispered what seemed like a threat. It was like her voice was filled with venom, almost paralyzing the Musician's whole body.

They snapped out of it and turned around, and found the ones they manipulate with their talent. Familiar 2d— no, 3d figures standing behind them. They waved at them maliciously and then returned their attention to the crowd.

The sea of bears cheered when they heard the announcement. Their heart raced as the screams reached their ears. Well, it's not like they can’t sing, right?

The intro of the song rolled in. The song was familiar and that's when they realized that it was a song they made. The lyrics were lively and they were with their vocaloids. Even though Miku and the others just did something creepy earlier. But what better way to have fun during your last moments?

The melody of the songs they composed made the idols around them bounce along the beat, and they did too. The hype was kicking in, and the flicking of light sticks just added to their enthusiasm. Feeling the rush, they started to dance along the music too.

But there's something missing. Despair.

As they were about to sing the first line, all if the lights went off and everybody groaned in disappointment. As if they were already expecting it.

They stood still at the center of the stage frightened, hoping that someone would pick them up. Someone. Just get them out of the darkness.

As if a god heard their prayer, a spotlight lit up in the corner of their eye. It was steadied on Miku. And soon enough, spotlights shine in each of the vocaloids on stage. And the last one to be shine on was them. The crowd seemed to be glowing red. All of them. Not because if the light sticks but because of their crimson eyes.

The vocaloids had their head down. The ultimate wondered what was wrong with them. Miku, being their favorite vocaloid, First one to be approached. Before they were in arms reach,  Miku's head shot up. The musician was horrified to see pitch black filling the vocaloid's hollow eyes. It seemed to be staring right through their soul. Terrified, they tried to find sanctuary in other idols but they had the same state. Fukase was creepy enough because of his eerie clothing. Gumi lost her usually soft face. And Luka didn't have a trace of care and sisterly aura around her. The twin vocaloids were still smiling, but it was worsened by their voided eyes. They were all the same. Hollow eyes that looked like their souls was sucked out by something demonic. Or maybe... they're the demons?

They started gathering around the talented, backing them to the edge of the stage.

"Kagome, kagome..."

Everyone, literally everyone in the arena sang with the vocaloids. Come on, this is a concert, but why the cold atmosphere?

The figures were nearing them. They ducked and dug their nails into their head, but not deep enough to cut. They clenched their teeth, hoping that everything would be back to normal. This was just a dream? Yeah. For sure. Let me just wake up...

Multiple pairs of pitch black eyes greeted them as she opened theirs. Their grins made it worse. They were going to be insane at this point. They need to get out. Fuck this, I'm gonna run it.

They dashed past the figures, distorting their forms as they passed through their holograms. Their footsteps were not the only one pounding in their ears, there was also their heart. They ran past the many Monokumas and ran straight towards the exit. That's hope right there. Behind those doors. But to their big surprise, the famous Vocaloid idol, Hatsune Miku was there. No more lunch black eyes. The normal, soft-faced Miku. They smiled in relief at the hologram which was smiling back at them. They fell down her knees and almost sobbed. They looked up to see the vocaloid's face one more time and reached for Miku.

"We need—"

Their sentence was cut off with their head flying a few feet away to their right. Miku had swung a hatchet and they didn't even notice it.Their pink blood stained Miku's cheek. The hologram wiped it off as their body slumped down on the floor, more blood spilling from their beheaded neck.

"Ew... gross." Each of the Monokumas commented.

The concert lights were back and everyone cheered on delight.

"Everyone, let's get this party over with!"

THIS WAS CRAP HAHAHA. Tbh, this looked more like an imagine instead of an execution. Sorry if this is so half-assed, anon. Also sorry for making you wait for so long. I hope you at least liked it or something.

-Mod Toko

[the-kinj-channel]

@dimyellow ’s post about yowapeda AUs made me want to post about one that’s been rolling around in my head collecting lint

a capella group AU

the biggest change is that this takes place in college so that everyone’s voice is more or less mature. backstories are similarly adjusted up one schooling level, and sohoku, hakogaku, and kyofushi are colleges now. important/named non-IH team members are also in the groups, but not the entire cycling teams because this isn’t a choir

THE STORY BEGINS with imaizumi already in college and in sohoku’s all-male a capella group. sometimes he hears a girl singing in the halls; he’s never seen her, but he wonders if she’s in another singing club there. one day she sounds really close, and he turns the corner... and finds a young man he shares several classes with, but has never heard speak. his name is onoda, and onoda’s voice never dropped for endocrinological reasons. he loves to sing and has been doing so since he was a little kid, but he barely even talks to people because he’s so embarrassed about his voice, and definitely hasn’t ever (knowingly) sang in front of anyone

imaizumi is tuning out his anxious babbling because he recognizes onoda’s voice as being in the insanely high (for a man) C4 to C6 range, and furthermore that onoda is a really good singer for someone with no professional training. he interrupts him like “No, you don’t have a girly voice!  Only women can be sopranos.  Most women sing in the soprano, mezzo-soprano, or alto ranges, but for a man, that’s extraordinarily rare!  I’ve never heard it with my own ears.  Be proud of it!  You are... a sopranist!!”

this forms the titular YOWAMUSHI NOTE

and so onoda joins the sohoku a capella group and everyone who hears him for the first time is just floored. they’re like, this is the edge we need to beat hakogaku... but little do they know hakogaku also acquires an ace up their sleeve this year in the form of manami, who is a countertenor due to Sick Kid Disease stunting his vocal chords. unlike onoda, he’s not anxious about his voice and it in fact makes him very popular with girls (this is a crucial detail because it makes them foils of each other)

meanwhile at kyofushi, midousuji had already made one hell of a name for himself when he shows up. he has a 4-octave range, not counting falsetto and whistle register, and can do every extended vocal technique under the sun, completely upending whatever turbonormie enka stuff kyofushi was up to before to do something really weird and intense instead

other details:

except for onoda and manami (and arguably midousuji), every other character’s range is the same. yowapeda already has a lot of teenaged baritones and basses

onoda is a vocaloid otaku in this version of the story, so the songs he knows how to sing are sometimes stuff that wasn’t even written with human singers in mind. a blatant miku expy replaces love hime. midousuji is also a vocaloid otaku, but for stuff of at least kikuo level of weird

midousuji strains his voice in the first inter-college competition instead of gassing out and learns new weird stuff he can do with his voice instead of changing form. also, i heard on TV that singers need to have good teeth

midousuji’s thing he did to imaizumi that imaizumi is still mad about was giving him intentionally bad voice-related advice during a competition in high school, which resulted in imaizumi being unable to perform

a lot of the characters can metal scream, but hayato is most notable in part because of how strongly it contrasts with his regular singing voice. aggretsuko redhead

sadatoki and midousuji are vocal mimics, and midousuji, komari, and imaizumi (at least) have perfect pitch

tadokoro can hold a note for a really long time and passes on his technique to aoyagi

yuuto is a baritenor like hayato but has a really good-sounding high range, which he does a lot of his singing in

komari kisses dudes fully on the lips to gauge their voice, somehow

izumida is still totally shredded

[sevendeadlyheadcanons]

Nakaba said that all the sins are good singers so what about seven deadly sins band au headcanons please?

I love question corner so much-

Also you’ll have to forgive my poor knowledge on instruments. Things might not be accurate

-Meliodas is the main singer. He sings surprisingly well

-they hired Elizabeth to be a backing singer/female partner for Meliodas. Diane really wanted the role and was jealous of Elizabeth at first, but then she chilled out when she realised Elizabeth was a good friend

-most of the sins can play more than one instrument, but they mainly stick to a specific one

-Diane plays the drums. She’s a heavy hitter babey

-Ban plays the electric guitar. He’s pretty metal

-King probably plays something softer like the bass or ukulele

-Gowther? He’s a master pianist.

-Merlin? She probably plays the violin or the cello. Or both at once

-Escanor plays wind instruments like the clarinet or a saxophone

-as you can tell they’re split. some have more classy music and some have more pop type. This is what makes them unique

-It’s rare that they’ll all perform together in one song. Some will do a softer love song, and the others will do a pop hit. They’re still a whole band they just have divided interests

-when they do all join together in the same track they somehow make it work

-they have some absolutely mad fans. it’s scary sometimes

-I imagine they all sing in at least one song at some point

-Gowther used to hide his face- he always hid it behind his large piano. He’s recently come out of his shell though.

-escanor always ends up with a red face after playing because of all the air that he’s used.

-Merlin creates her own instruments. Hell ensues.

-There are lots of little couples within the group

-Ban and Meliodas backstage brotp

-they both gang up to bully king

-they do prank wars backstage but the only person they prank is king

-sometimes escanor but they always feel bad afterwards because he’s too polite

-once Gowther had to use a keyboard during a concert for one of the songs and Ban set it to DJ mode. Chaos.

-Ban has a tendency to walk on stage shirtless. The fans go wild at this. King tries to do the same thing. Dead silence throughout the whole venue

-Diane is a feminist icon. Everyone is like female drummer? yes.

-Sometimes they’re pitch perfect but other times? Tone deaf. Awful. Everyone’s ears are bleeding

-Baltra is their manager

-Meliodas and Elizabeth kiss on stage. Everyone is screaming

-Escanor has tripped on stage on multiple occasions

-I was gonna say the Holy Knights would be Kidz Bop but then I realised no. No they wouldn’t.

-at least one person can play the bag pipes

-this whole au is just pure chaotic energy

-every show at least one person is drunk and it’s usually ban

-they probably all have a part to play in actually writing the songs. You’ll know who wrote what because people like Escanor uses more devices and long words where as people like Meliodas write down their McDonalds order and try to make it sound funky

-they compete over who can turn up worst dressed

-Gowther sings exactly like Hatsune Miku somehow

-The best singer is Meliodas and the worst singer is unexpectedly Merlin.

-Elaine comes on stage and everyone is crying. Ban kisses her. Then King kisses Diane. Then Meliodas kisses Elizabeth. Then Escanor kisses Merlin. Everyone is screaming because of all the romance but Gowther is standing there like:

[carolnein]

Whumptober 2019: Shaky Hands

Alright, I mentioned wanting to do 31 days of gratuitous angst ficlets from these prompts, and here it begins. I ran a poll on Twitter, and majority vote agreed “all 31 days of Chris Yukine headcanons and backstory fanon.” And to make an even bigger majority happy, some of these are going to have a second bonus prompt featuring other characters. First day, of course, is going to have a bonus.

#whumptober2019

1: Shaky Hands Warnings: PTSD symptoms, gun violence

Bonus: Hibiki, Miku No major content warnings

If you like my fics, feel free to tip through my Ko-fi.

Shaky hands

Deep breath in. Long breath out. Gun muzzle forward, finger tight on the trigger. Don’t overthink the shot. Deep breath in. Hard breath out.

The tip of the barrel shook erratically as Chris squeezed the trigger, shooting the wide form of a Noise. Aiming came second nature when firing at a crowd, the barrel guided by instinct to hit the closest target. She didn’t think; she only fired.

I can take care of myself, she had argued. I don’t need everyone to baby me just because you think I’m scared.

She wasn’t scared; fear was too simple an emotion to describe how she felt. If she was scared, she could fight the source of her fear until it was gone, or she could scream, cry, do anything but grit her teeth and struggle against paralysis.

If you don’t want me to go out there with you, then you can try to stop me, she had said. Or you can stay out of my way and let me stop Finé.

A magazine dropped from one of her handguns as she fired the final round. The loud clatter startled her from the memory. She hadn’t been counting her shots. She fired the last bullet from the second gun, let its magazine fall, and reached for a spare at her waist.

I don’t need your help! she’d yelled at Hibiki when she tried to express concern.

Chris’s hands hadn’t stopped shaking, but she didn’t need to focus to insert a loaded magazine. She slammed it into the well before reaching for a second spare, but the magazine slipped from her fingers as the corner clipped against the gun’s grip, and plummeted towards the floor, out of reach. With Noise approaching from every side and nothing but an unloaded gun in her hand, she froze.

A cry of, “Chris-chan!” was followed by Hibiki breaking through the line of approaching Noise. She threw Chris a quick, worried look, then moved on as quickly as she appeared.

Chris didn’t take the time to feel sorry for herself for such an amateurish mistake. She bit her tongue and muttered a “Thanks,” as she retrieved the fallen magazine.

I survived before you came along, I would’ve been fine.

Bonus: Hibiki

“Hey, Miku.”

Miku turned to see Hibiki hunched over in a dining chair with her chin resting on the table. Her hand was splayed out in front of her face, and she was surprisingly contemplative as she looked at it. “What is it, Hibiki?”

“Do you think there are people beyond saving?”

“That’s a serious question, coming from you,” Miku said as she turned off the tap and dried her hands. “Why do you ask?”

“I just can’t stop thinking…” Hibiki clenched her fist. “What if somebody doesn’t want to be saved?”

Miku pulled out a chair to sit across from Hibiki and asked, “Are you thinking about someone in particular?”

Hibiki shook her head. “I don’t know anymore.” She deflated, her hand fell limp, and she pressed her forehead to the tabletop. “If someone doesn’t want to be helped, is it wrong to try?”

Miku reached over and took Hibiki’s trembling hand. “That sounds like you’re looking for a simple answer to a complex question. Isn’t it enough to do what you think is right?”

Hibiki’s shaking fingers curled around Miku’s hand in return. “How do I know if it’s the right thing? What if I’m wrong?”

She thought back to Chris recoiling in fear at her outstretched hand. To Finé’s reactive anger as she rejected her hand. Carol’s face as she refused Hibiki’s hand in favor of risking her own death. Saint-Germain slapping her hand away as she denied that they shared a goal.

Miku laced her fingers between Hibiki’s and squeezed her hand. Hibiki lifted her head to look at her.

“Nobody is going to agree on what’s right,” Miku said. “I think it’s admirable that the solution you find saves everyone.”

An anxious shiver ran through Hibiki and she squeezed Miku’s hand back, tightly. Miku continued, “If you have to save somebody who doesn’t want to be saved, it wouldn’t be right to leave them alone if they were hurting other people, either. That’s what these hands are for.”

Hibiki set her free hand on top of Miku’s and forced a smile. She couldn’t make herself believe that the power she was given wasn’t meant to cause harm, but maybe Miku could convince her of that. “Thanks, Miku.”

[tryingtobts]

Hitorinbo Envy

Pairing: OT7 x M!reader

Trigger warning: Suicide and depression, toxic relationship, fighting (verbal), hate comments, angst in general

A/n: You are the second eldest because why not? Inspired by Hitorinbo Envy sung by Jubyphonic, original sung by Hatsune Miku. I hope you enjoy!!

Coldness and numbness surounded me as I quietly stared at the 7 men fighting over something that happened in the concert. The hyung line yelling at the Maknaes and them trying to defend themselves.

“You shouldn’t have done such a dumb prank!” Jin-hyung yelled.

Jungkook scoffed, “Whatever, it’s not like you don’t mess around on stage!”

“Hey! Respect your elders!” Namjoon retaliated.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, “Well, maybe if you all acted like you were older than maybe we would!”

I tried to interject, “Hey now-”

“Stop being disrespectful brats!” Yoongi scolded.

Jimin, even though he started to cry, yelled in anger, “Stop being so hard on us! It was a joke so lay off.”

Hoseok growled, “Why don’t you guys understand that the prank went too far like they always do?!”

I sighed, it was useless to even try to defuse the situation so I stood up and left the dorm. They didn’t even notice or care. It feels like we're in a constant cycle of fights and yelling nowadays. I wondered when it got like this.

Walking into the night on my phone to see reviews on our performance, I see no one even cared about the prank and found it entertaining. I smiled at the reviews and then saw the comments about me. My smile immediately dropped.

“Wow, (Y/n) being useless in the background like always.” “What’s the point of the 8th member if he doesn’t really do anything.” “Maybe he’s just there to make the others look more handsome since it’s obvious that he’s ugly.”

I put my phone away and saw a festival going on. Wiping my tears and putting on my mask, I walked with some excitement towards the festival. I saw people dancing and having fun so I decided to join them.

I laughed with strangers as we danced and clapped our hands. I heard a familiar song and recognised it as one of our songs. I looked over and saw a crowd around a dancing group.

They were dancing beautifully to Fake Love and I smiled at their performance. I noticed that there 7 dancers and I felt coldness stab my heart. Tiredness washed over me and I wanted to be alone. I walked back to what use to be home. Of course, they were still yelling and just like everyday, it seems I’m a bad and useless member.

I went to bed and dreamed of better times. We all laughed and played during practice, kissing and just enjoying ourselves. It was so bright and colorful, it felt warm. But then I woke up to familiar shouting and all the brightness and warmth became dull and cold. I walked out and saw that Jungkook and Jin-hyung yelling. I gripped my door frame and started to cry again. But I heard someone humming and looked across to the bathroom and saw Jimin humming while fixing his hair. He looked at me from the corner of his eye, he didn’t even notice my tears and continued to fix his hair after giving me a small wave. I guess he didn’t see how I’m torn into two.

I scoffed and went back to my room to grab my phone and mask. I left the dorm immediately, ignoring the quiet good mornings that lost meaning a long time ago. I walked to the park we all used to go late at night. I swung on the swing set and forgot my problems by pretending I was in the past, having fun with my boyfriends.

I heard familiar voices and looked around. I saw as a group of people past me. Looking closer I saw they were the other members, all 7 of them. They happily joked around and showed affection towards each other. They danced with each other as my heart broke, they seemed to be having fun without me and I realized how much I don’t matter.

I ran back to the dorm and back into my room. It was quiet so no one was there. I cried till I couldn’t cry anymore. Feeling numb, I looked at a picture frame that had a picture of all 8 of us smiling without a care. I took the photo out and put it in my pocket. Quickly writing down a note, I walked out of the quiet note, not noticing a pair of eyes staring at me worryingly.

I walked towards the nearest train station and took a train to the beach where the picture was taken. I looked at the sea as the sun setted, and gravitated towards its inviting waves. After taking off my shoes, I walked into the ocean. As soon as the water reached my chest, I closed my eyes and let my body drop into the inviting waters.

A memory suddenly replayed. We all went to the park and decided to play hide and seek, even Yoongi wanted to play. I closed my eyes and counted to 30. I ran around the park and found the others.

“Jin-Hyung, Joonie! Where could you be?” I asked in fake wonderment

I snuck up on the both of them and yelled, “Found you!”

The others laughed as they screamed and held each other. The two stood up and started to chase me causing the others to follow suit making it a weird game of tag. Suddenly two arms, caught me and hugged me from behind. We all laughed and they all surrounded me in a hug.

“Hyung!” A voice called out to me, causing the memory to fade.

I looked around and saw only darkness surrounding me. As I moved, It looked like water was surrounding me as bubbles flew around with each movement.

“Hyung! Over here!” Another voice called from behind me. Turning around, I saw my boyfriends waving over at me with big smiles.

“Hyung, come on!” Jimin yelled.

“(Y/n)-ah, let’s dance together.” Jin-hyung said and held his hand out, invitingly.

I smiled and started to run over, with a small bye to my pain. But before I could reach them, two pairs of hands grabbed my arms and pulled me away.

“No! Wait!” I yelled and then the world suddenly lit up.

I tried opening my heavy eyes as I heard sobbing.

“Hyung, please. Please come back, my love.” A voice cried, Namjoon?

“His eyes are opening!” A voice yelled excitedly, I know it’s Hoseok’s voice.

But why would they be here? They don’t care, do they?

I finally opened my eyes and saw I was in a hospital and that all of my boyfriends were hovering over me with tears streaming down their faces. They all looked relieved and started to sob out apologies. I wondered if it was real and reached out my hand, all of them put a hand out to hold mine and helped me sit up. I winced as pain shot through my arm from being scratched by the crashing waves.

“We’re sorry, (Y/n)-ah. Hyung’s sorry.” Jin-hyung said quietly.

“We should’ve notice how our fights affected you.” Taehyung cried.

“We’re sorry we didn’t notice how sad you’ve became to the point where you thought we didn’t love you anymore. We’re sorry we neglected you.” Yoongi said and put his head down in shame.

“But we do! When I saw you left your room in a hurry after hearing you cry, I didn’t know what to do. I’m sorry that I didn’t help you hyung!” Jungkook sobbed, taking my other hand and leaning his head into it.

“The note you left made us realize that we have a lot of problems we need to work out. But we promise not to let you fall again.” Jimin said softly.

“We’ll also make a statement about the nasty comments that been circulating around you. You are not useless. You are so important to us. You keep us all together, (Y/n)-hyung.” Namjoon said.

They said together, “We love you, (Y/n)”  and all of them hugged me gently and I looked over their shoulder and saw another set of them at the door, smiling at me.

They looked the same as they did at the park earlier, I didn’t notice before but I see it now. They were younger versions of them. They all turned around and Jungkook quickly waved and they all disappeared, leaving a photo of all of us smiling together.

That’s when all the numbness went away. Tears started to form before I started to sob. I hugged them back and we all sobbed together and I finally felt like I was home again. I felt warm again.

[thatbeluga]

Wet Sock 2x03: Parent-Child Bonding in the My Immortal Dimension

Season One / 2x01 / 2x02

“What the hell is this place?” Misp said, shielding their eyes against the cold winds. 

“Bestie did you not read the title of this episode?” Rad said, pointing to the header on the post. “This is the My Immortal Dimension, the darkest and most evil corner of the multiverse.”

The bleak, goth valley spread out below them. The clouds were raven black with purple streaks and red tips, and the few fivers were choked with pink fishnets. Trees held racks of Hot Topic clothing, and flocks of limpid tears sheltered in their branches. The moans of condemned self-inserts sold to One Direction echoed across the realm.

“We should be fine, as long as we steer clear of any goths, Amy Lee lookalikes, people related to Gerard Way, that fucking hottie, or any wandering ANs,” Rad said, whipping out a thingy of red eyeshadow. She applied it, and handed it to Misp. “Here. Disguises will keep us safe.”

Rad and Misp descended into the valley, warily watching the skies for danger. The first hour was mostly uneventful, and for a moment Misp wondered if this really was the most dangerous realm in the multiverse.

After they climbed over a pile of combat boots, something shrieked behind them. A goth stood in the snow behind them, pointing a pale hand at Misp’s feet.

“PREP!!!! PREP!!!!” the goth screamed, its finger trembling. Rad looked down, and saw Misp was wearing Crocs.

“Sweet shit nugs Misp, why’d you bring your fucking Crocs?” Rad groaned. The goth started running towards them, red nails glinting. 

“Gimme a sec,” Misp said, turning the Crocs to sport mode. “Alright, let’s get da heck out of here.”

Misp and Rad ran into the Hot Topic Woods, the goth trampling through the t-shirts behind them. After about an hour, the sounds of horror film shrieks and MCR guitar riffs faded into silence. 

“We’re almost there,” Rad said, walking to the top of a rise. Across the next valley, there was a huge, black tower that pierced the multicolored clouds. The only thing standing between them and UWU Enterprises was a huge herd of ANs (AN: if you don’t know what AN stands for, get da heck outa here!).

The hulking, globular masses spouting cringy, misspellled messages instantly noticed the two beings at the top of the hill. 

“Whos dat hotie?” the nearest AN grumbled, oozing up the slope towards Rad and Misp. Several began to follow the first one, and in moments they were completely surrounded. Rad and Misp stood back to back, hope almost completely lost.

“Well shit,” Rad said, shrugging and putting her hands up like the emoji thing in her profile pic. 

“There’s only one way to defeat a being that cringy,” Misp said, whipping out the copy of Homestuck. “Be... cringier.”

Misp opened Homestuck, the cringe blinding the flocking ANs, guttural screams rising from the depths of their goo. Light reflecting off the pages of Homestuck set their moist bodies ablaze.

“Let’s get da heck outta here! Ma eyes are burning!” they shrieked, melting into the fog. Misp held the book out in front of them, cutting a path through the valley. 

Finally, Rad and Misp hobbled up to the steps of UWU Enterprises. There was a tiny window at the base of the tower, with a fanart drawing of Hatsune Miku standing inside.

“Uwu~<3″ the attendant giggled. “What brings you to UWU Enterprises?”

“We’re here to speak to Y/N, you snot rag,” Rad said, wiping off a bit of AN goo left on her forehead. “Now let us in, or we’ll--

“OWO” the attendant said. “I see. (´・ω・｀) you must here to post bail for That Beluga and The Last Flying Fuck.”

A door appeared next to the attendant. “ÕwÕ <3 ~* ^u^ right this way!”

TO BE CONTINUED

[calwingjapan]

9月2日ーマジカルミライ

Back in May I booked bus tickets and passes for Hatsune Miku: Magical Mirai 2019. I suppose it will serve as a good distraction. Oddly enough, a part of me didn’t really WANT to go. I meant to get just one ticket, but the lottery system had messed up English and as a result I had to pay for a two day pass. The only reason I decided to go was to indulge in my 19/20 year old self in going to a Vocaloid concert. In the past 5 years, I’ve not been a huge fan, but knew that at the very least I could still have a little fun, right?

Now...I have plans of going every year. It was beyond entertaining from start to finish and the exhibit floor was a lot like anime cons back home...only it was all Vocaloid. What’s more, the event actually had English support (and Chinese). Industry guests were there, including a few big name vocaloid music producers doing autographs. Any clothing, accessory, music tech, or figurine company that had partnership with Crypton and Hatsune Miku was there with their merchandise. Starting out producers had a fan-works marketplace selling their own CDs and fanart. Early demo play of the new Project DIVA and Miku VR was available! There were also changing rooms for cosplayers, and a storage space for those traveling will luggage to put away. So I’ll be sure to cosplay next year, for sure, too! I’ve  been wanting to be KAITO for years, so this seems like the perfect place to do it.

Tho, I think the nicest aspect of it was just how friendly all the attendees were. There were people from all over the world. Japan. China. Korea. Philippines. America. Europe. Yet, no matter the language barrier, everyone was having fun singing their favorite songs in impulsive karaoke, dancing, taking photos together, and so on. Even the most hardcore fans were good people. They didn’t try to one-up anyone or assert authority of any kind. If anyone was seen alone, they were just collected into groups with other fans. If someone didn’t have a glow wand during the concerts then fans would share (the most excited fans had anywhere from 3-5 wands of their own. They had plenty to loan to friends). I ended up meeting a few people from America and other foreigners in the country who go every year but sadly they all lived in different corners. We’ll keep in touch on LINE, I’m sure.

I just cried during the first song. I didn’t even know what song it was (or half of the songs of the whole show), but I didn’t care. I think it was mainly just the energy of the moment and how entertaining it was. Even a few old favorites were played in memory of the late wowaka, who passed away this April. A different song of his was played at every show, the two I got to see was World’s End Dancehall (my favorite) and Rolling Girl (his first big hit). Those were really emotional numbers even if they were very high energy. Megurine Luka was also celebrating her 10th anniversary so she got an extended set, and her own corner at the exhibit hall. One guy I ended up sitting next to during the final concert (someone from America), he and I both ugly cried when Romeo and Cinderella happened.

On the last day I did one last sweep of the exhibit hall and while walking past the industry booths, I saw a staff member holding up a sign with 「八王子Ｐ」written on it. Next thing I knew...he was right there, signing autographs. I didn’t know who’d be there, nor did I expect it to be possible to meet anyone. Yet...one of my favorite producers was not but 10 feet away from me and all I had to do was...buy his newest EP, and I could get his autograph. Not only did I get his autograph, I got lucky when I drew my lottery ticket and was allowed to shake his hand. I was so starstruck that I forgot my Japanese and had to use Google translate to tell him how happy his music has always made me, and partly why I now live in Japan. He...just laughed and kept saying thank you as he shook my hand. I cried in the bathroom right after.

I really met Hachioji-P. It’s not called Magical Mirai for nothing, I guess.

Part of me thinks it was such an emotional weekend because of the news with my grandfather, and me having trouble expressing any sorrow over it. When the stage teased that one wowaka’s songs was next with the video screen, the crowd didn’t chant for Miku or Rin or Luka, or anyone else. Everyone in unison just kept screaming “WO! WA! KA! WO! WA! KA! WO! WA! KA!” He’s gone...but his music has been so impactful to thousands, if not millions of people all over the world. I only hope that he was able to hear us, from all 5 shows, screaming his name. It couldn’t be helped, me thinking of my grandfather in that moment. I want to remember Buddy the same way all those fans remember wowaka.

I called Luis after the first day and talked my feelings out about my grandfather with him. There...wasn’t much to be said, but it was nice (and surprising) when he told me how he went through the same emotions a few years ago when his own grandfather died a few years ago...while we were all at MomoCon together. I can’t imagine how he felt during that weekend after he got the message from his family. Still, knowing that someone at least understands why I’m feeling (or rather, not feeling) does provide some reassurance. 

There is no solution to this, I know, but...Luis offered me a bit of comforting words in knowing that he’s about to be going somewhere where he won’t be hurting anymore- no more cancer, aching bones, or fluid bags, or anything at all. He’ll be somewhere where he has his voice again! He’ll be able to go swimming without the worry of water getting caught in his throat hole. He’ll have all his hair, again! I know I can’t follow him there, not right now, anyway. But for the moment...that’s how I’m trying to cope with this situation.

Justin/Logy and his girlfriend, Jasper, are planning to be in Japan for Christmas next year. Thanks to the Olympics, the Tokyo dates for Magical Mirari 2020 had to be moved from summer time to right before Christmas. When I passed the news along to them, they immediately agreed that we’d all go together at least for one day, in cosplay. The magic continues….

[the-eve-of-lies]

It Matters No More(Jeje x Reader)

“Ah. Those two. In a fight, they’re lethal . Around each other, they melt.”

-Sonya Karp, The Golden Lily

“Where’s your Servamp, Miku-Miku?” Johannes Mimir Faustus asked Mikuni Alicein one evening. It was quite strange that Mikuni’s Servamp wasn’t with him or coiling around his neck like a fancy scarf. Perhaps Mikuni let Jeje wander outside to cool his head off? Or the Servamp left of his own accord. Either way, it was unusual.

“Jeje got confronted by [Name] as soon as she saw us a ‘little’ bloody and bruised.” Mikuni showed off a large wound on his right arm while nonchalantly shrugging. “I told her it was no big deal but,” he puffed his cheeks, “she wouldn’t listen!”

“Ooh!” Johannes exclaimed, clasping both hands together. He often wondered how a normal human like [Name] can confront and scold someone like Jeje who barely speaks. “Where are they now?”

Mikuni slowly pointed the door behind him. He needed to treat his wound. Even though [Name] is a certified nurse, he was certain she’s beat him up to the verge of fainting even before she would treat his wound—or Jeje’s for that matter. He smirked.

Meanwhile, Jeje was in a very childish argument against [Name] who kept on insisting not to go all out whenever doing missions with his Eve! It was frustrating to see your beloved injured one day and then the next, even more injured! She would go crazy!

The two were dating for only a month and Jeje was head-over-heels for this fascinating human. At first, he thought [Name] was just average so he ignored her until...that is until one evening, after returning from yet another mission, [Name] punched the hell out of Jeje for being injured. He was never the same since.

“How many times do I have to tell you, Jeje?” she exclaimed, face bright red. Both of her hands were crossed above her chest and she harboured an intimidating aura. To Jeje’s surprise (and horror), he saw a scalpel sticking out of her left pocket. God only knows what that tool was for. [Name] noticed something odd about Jeje at the moment but she chose to just ignore it and resume with her ranting, “There are words, ‘careful’ and ‘cautious’ you have to remember whenever you are out on a fight! You’re lucky I’m not your Eve because if I was, I’ll—”

“—Lecture me on enhancing my vocabulary?” Jeje inquired in an innocent tone. Little did he know, [Name] was about to let all hell loose. The ground seemed to shake beneath him as the female glared like she had never glared before.

“YOU SNAKE!” she hollered, pulling out the scalpel from her pocket and began chasing Jeje around with it. “IF I CATCH YOU, YOU’LL BE SERVED AS BARBEQUE! HEY! COME HERE YOU OVERGROWN PIECE OF PAPER BAG!”

Mikuni sighed contently. He had just returned from both bandaging his wound and taking a bath. It was a nice sensation. Being soaked in a hot water with calming scents mixed together can make you experience something otherworldly.

The antique dealer opened the door to his shop to find Johannes sitting on the cemented steps near the doorway. The scientist seemed to be enjoying the ‘fight’ as if it was a movie.

Since Mikuni was bored out of his mind, he decided to join Johannes in observing the couple. He stepped out of the shop only to hear a crunch from under him; Mikuni stepped on something.

“AAH!!!” screamed the poor guy. “FROST! OH, FROST, MY BEAUTIFUL SWEETHEART! WHO PLACED YOU UNDERNEATH ME?! WHO?” He knelt down to cradle the doll whose head had been severed from its body. “I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THAT PERSON!”

Chuckling to himself, Johannes pretended to be innocent. He continued watching Jeje and [Name] as if Mikuni wasn’t having a breakdown behind him. “Ah, these two. In a fight, they’re lethal. Around each other they melt.”

Jeje halted in his tracks when [Name] finally cornered him. She brought the scalpel upwards, seemingly ready to strike. Jeje gulped knowing this was going to be painful. A girl holding a scalpel under the moon’s bright light isn’t something you should take seriously.

Instead of striking him, [Name] dropped the weapon on the ground with a clatter. She closed the gap between Jeje and her, embracing him firmly. She breathed in his intoxicating scent. As predicted, the Servamp tensed. Even after all the times [Name] initiated physical contact, he still wasn’t used to it.

Tentatively, he wrapped both arms around her waist. Jeje was proud of himself for responding. Usually, whenever [Name] hugged him, he would just stay limp like a doll. But now, he was more than glad to show his affection once in a while.

“You’re so careless...” [Name] muttered. “If you get hurt even worse than before, I’m not sure I could live with not being able to prevent you from acquiring injuries. It doesn’t matter if you get hurt in my hands—at least I can heal you and patch you up. What matters to me is your safety. I love you and I’m willing to sacrifice myself just for you to be safe and secure.”

She heard Jeje chortling lightly. [Name] raised a brow in confusion. “IS something funny?”

“You keep saying that,” he pointed out. “You keep wanting to be the one responsible for my health. Let me say this, too: I love you and I’ll be protecting you. I won’t let you sacrifice yourself. I...just want you to be happy.”

[Name] blushed, touched by Jeje’s words. Her heart was doing ‘it’ again. At least, if she fainted, Jeje was there to catch her.

~

Extended ending:

In the darkness, a blonde-haired male wept for the loss of his doll. Upon seeing Johannes’ reaction to his outburst, he knew the mad scientist was the culprit. Mikuni caught a sight of a scalpel on the ground and slowly, he walked over towards it and picked it up.

Determination swelled in his veins...he’ll MURDER the person responsible for Frost’s dismemberment.

[kv-central]

Mischief - Prompt

The prompt is from and for @shintododeku-week 

It can also be found on ao3

“Shh!”

Todoroki turned to tell one of his boyfriends, Shinsou, who was snickering. They were currently trying to spy on their other boyfriend, Midoriya, who had left the dorms that morning in a rush. They were currently sitting at cosplay café, in a booth where they were hidden in their poorly made disguises. Todoroki could see Midoriya, who was sitting alone and studying the menu.

They wouldn’t follow him on their day off for no reason, at least that’s what Todoroki was using as a justification.

He had heard Kirishima telling Tetsutetsu and Kaminari about how Bakugou was annoyed because he had to do ‘something’ that involved Midoriya. Todoroki couldn’t get anymore information, since he was technically eavesdropping on them while meeting up with Shinsou. Shinsou had somehow convinced him that they needed to follow him, to make sure they wouldn’t fight again.

Looking at Shinsou now, who was in a fit of giggles, Todoroki realizes he’s been had. It made sense, now thinking back on it. Shinsou kept covering his mouth while he told him they had to keep an eye on their boyfriend. And the way he had talked, it made Todoroki think that he knew where Midoriya was going.

“B-But I n-never thought that the-they’d be..!!” Shinsou managed between giggles and pointing back to Midoriya’s table.

Shinsou did try his best to stay quiet, but even Todoroki struggled to hold back his laughter as he followed Shinsou’s finger. Bakugou came walking out in Hatsume Miku cosplay, his hair in ponytails. Even over the loud music and customers, they could hear Bakugou start yelling.

“ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??!!”

“Miku-chan, why are you yelling?” Midoriya replied in a flat voice and both Shinsou and Todoroki collapsed onto their table giggling.

“FUCK YOU!!!”

Todoroki sat up as a waitress, Sailor Moon, walked toward them. She had an apologetic look on her face, and Todoroki felt bad for her. Shinsou wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes as she made it to the table.

“Sorry about the commotion. What can I get for you today?”

“Green tea, please.” Todoroki replied, trying his best to not laugh from the scene behind the waitress. Bakugou was now ripping off the ponytails, screaming while Midoriya was keeled over laughing.

“Okay, and for you?” Sailor Moon’s voice got louder as the screaming got louder, the entire restaurant was turned to see what the commotion was about.

“I’ll g-get a Jasmine green m-milk tea, please.” Shinsou was barely able to get his order out in between giggles as the waitress nodded and walked away.

As soon as she was out of earshot, Todoroki covered his mouth as he broke out into laughter. Shinsou followed as well as he turned in his seat to watch the unfolding scene. They missed some of it while they gave their orders, as Bakugou was now ripping off the arm things and looked like he was ready to murder Midoriya, who was back to being somewhat calm.

“I thought waitresses were supposed to serve the customer?” Midoriya probably couldn’t help the smile that crept on his face. Todoroki didn’t blame him, since he was barely holding it together himself.

Bakugou looked at Midoriya, his expression hidden from the two sitting in their booth. But they both imagined it was probably something that could rival their homeroom teacher’s glare, considering Midoriya bit his lip to keep from laughing.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, SIR?!”

At this point, Shinsou had to stop watching as he turned back in his seat. Tears streaming down his eyes as he covered his mouth in a desperate attempt to keep his laughter quiet. Todoroki wasn’t doing any better, as he got a full view of the scene from his seat. He looked down to try and stop laughing but the back and forth banter was enough to keep him composure.

After a minute or so, Bakugou stormed off somewhere and the restaurant quieted down. Todoroki and Shinsou had finally stopped laughing and locked eyes before the started laughing again. Their waitress came and dropped off their drinks, seeming to be in a rush. They didn’t mind, since they were trying to catch their breaths.

After what felt like two hours, they calmed down enough to start talking.

“So… Why is he dressed up..?” Todoroki started, knowing that Shinsou knew.

Shinsou smirked. “He lost a bet against Midoriya.”

Todoroki tilted his head, still a bit confused. “What was the bet?” He knew that Bakugou didn’t bet on stuff like most of the kids in their class, Midoriya could sometimes be dragged in but that was rare.

Shinsou grinned and leaned closer towards Todoroki.

‘God, I’m so lucky I’m dating him.’ Todoroki thought to himself as he leaned closer to one of his boyfriends.

“Against me.”

Todoroki couldn’t help but stare at Shinsou’s mouth, he loved his smug grins. Shinsou noticed as he leaned in and quickly kissed Todoroki before leaning back into his seat.

Todoroki could feel his face heat up as he looked around the restaurant, which thankfully no one was paying them any attention. “N-not in public..” He mumbled.

“Ding!”

Shinsou raised his eyebrow as and Todoroki grabbed their phones. It was Midoriya.

All Might Stan: I can see you guys

All Might Stan: You’re not slick at all

Todoroki glanced up and sure enough, Midoriya was starting at him.

Purrple: Want us to leave?

Purrple: Because I can barely hold myself together

Vanilla Ice: He’s right

All Might Stan: If you don’t want Kacchan to blow up the place….

Purrple: Ok *finger guns*

Todoroki looks up and Shinsou as they finish their drinks and slide out of their booth. Todoroki is paying when Bakugou comes stomping out.

“Here you go, fucking Deku.”

Todoroki made the mistake of looking up with Shinsou because Bakugou is now wearing a wig to complete his cosplay. And if Todoroki is seeing right, he also has on make-up.

Midoriya is laughing, when he says it. “W-wow. Didn’t think I’d b-be meeting such a b-beautiful M-Miku-“ He can’t finish his sentence as he keeps laughing despite Bakugou’s yelling.

They barely manage to make it out of the café without laughing. As soon as they catch their breath they start walking with no destination in mind. It was now late morning, the streets slowly starting to get busier.

“So…” Shinsou started, “that was something.”

Todoroki snickered. “I guess that’s one way of explaining.. that.”

Shinsou chuckled, shaking his head as he grabbed Todoroki’s hand. “Let’s go rent a movie or two and laze around today.”

Todoroki couldn’t help his blush as he nodded, not caring about the stares they received walking. Todoroki didn’t want to let go of that hand.

oOo

“So why cosplay?”

Midoriya choked on his water at the question. He had come back to the dorms a little before lunch and went and joined his boyfriends in lazing around.

“B-Because he unironically loved Vocaloids as a kid and I’m never going to let him live it down.”

Sometimes Todoroki forgot that Midoriya was mischievous, but moments like this reminded him. Shinsou was laughing, hiding his face in Todoroki’s lap from his position on laying across him and Midoriya.

“H-How were you able to keep a straight face?” Shinsou asks.

Midoriya grinned brightly. “Because I’m an angel.”

At this, all three of them burst out laughing.

When they calmed down, Midoriya explained to them that Bakugou almost blew up a table after they left. Bakugou noticed Shinsou, who’s disguise was more poorly done than Todoroki’s. His face had been exposed, with little to no attempt to cover it up.

“That’s how I noticed too.” Midoriya shrugged. “Also because I’m used to you guys, I know your laughs as well.” At this Midoriya blushed a bit.

Shinsou smiled as he sat up and moved over so he was in front of Todoroki and Midoriya. “We should blast Vocaloids, can I go ask Jirou?”

“No.” Midoriya’s reply was so quick, Shinsou had barely finished.

Todoroki smiled, laying down on the floor. At least Midoriya could still be mature-

“Not without me.”

Todoroki was wrong as he sighed. “I’m coming with you guys.” He sat up and was met with his boyfriends, both looking eager and excited. “I’m only coming along so he doesn’t murder you.” Todoroki said as he stood up and walked to the door.

Shinsou took off down the elevator, not waiting for his boyfriends on his mission to look for Jirou. Midoriya and Todoroki trailed behind him while they talked, sighing as they had to wait for the elavator.

“I know you don’t like it when I pick on-“

Midoriya was quickly cut off by Todoroki. “Oh no, I love it when we pick on Bakugou.”

Midoriya laughed before he quickly pecked Todoroki on the cheek. “You don’t think I’m going too far?”

Todoroki shook his head and turned to Midoriya and smiled. “If you were going too far, I’d tell you.”

Midoriya smiled as their elevator showed up and they walked in.

“I know I still have trouble with socializing and catching onto jokes, but I can tell when someone is hurt. And Bakugou wouldn’t get hurt over this, I think.” Todoroki still had a hard time trying to not dislike Bakugou too much, but he wouldn’t voluntary hurt his feelings.

“She said she’d do it!!” Shinsou announced as the elevator doors opened.

Jirou had her head tilted. “He won’t tell me why we’re blasting vocaloids, but we need to go grab my amps from my room.”

Midoriya grinned as they all made their way to Jirou’s room to help with grabbing the equipment and setting up in the common area. Luckily for them Bakugou was holed up in his room, information provided by Kirishima. Everyone passing them while they got ready was confused and with none of the trio willing to spill, they let Jirou blast Magnet.

At first there was mass confusion by everyone who came to the common area to see where the music was coming from, promptly followed by an explosion. Then a screech.

“DEKU YOU LITTLE TWERP!!”

The trio couldn’t stop laughing as they ran away from Bakugou. Later they were scolded for the loud music, which the teachers heard in their offices. Jirou was praised by Present Mic for music taste which no one knew if it was sarcastic or not.