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Heartsteel AU League of Legends fic focusing on Settphel
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Overwatch x Read Dead Redemption 2 crossover
Danganronpa massive non despair AU with a variety of ships
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Fire Emblem Three Houses AUs and canon aligned short fics with a variety of ships
Yakuza (primarily Yakuza 0) AU focusing on Kazumaji
Fic excerpt from the Heartsteel universe (also Riot Music AU)! This one is a little longer than the others. It's also not edited very much so forgive any mistakes. Hope you enjoy!
Yone prowls around the lobby, keeping a keen eye on the front desk while trying to make it seem like heās not stalking the front desk. At this time of night, thereās no one in the lobby other than the attendant, and Yone, desperately trying to look natural.
He has no idea how heās supposed to do this. If only they would just leave the desk unattended he could maybe pull this off, but thatās not likely.
Heās considering starting a small fire to get to the attendant to move, when a voice comes from behind him.
āHey sunshine.ā
Yone jumps and turns to see KāSante standing right behind him.
KāSante gives him a lopsided smile with a curious raised brow. āThere a reason youāre down here in the middle of the night, trying to glare a hole in the attendantās head?ā
Yone feels himself furiously flush, having been caught in this foolishness. However, this might present an opportunity. A slim opportunity, but itās the best heās got right now.
Yone looks around to ensure thereās no one else in earshot and quietly whispers to KāSante. āI need you to do something for me.ā
KāSante grins. āAnything for you, just say the word.ā
Yone resists the urge to swoon at KāSanteās words. Heās probably exaggerating. Heās about to test that right now.
āI need you to distract the attendant. Get them away from the front desk, just for a few minutes.ā
KāSanteās look shifts to mild concern, with the raised eyebrow coming back. āYou gonna tell me why?ā
Yone gives a mild grimace. āProbably not.ā
KāSante gives a little laugh. āWell, I wonāt let anyone say Iām not a man of my word. Luckily for you, Iāve got just the thing.ā
With that, KāSante casually struts over to the front desk. Yone just watches him go, baffled. He canāt believe he actually agreed to this.
Yone moves as casually as he can within earshot just in time to hear KāSante tell the attendant that one of the exercise machines is malfunctioning.
āItās a little difficult to explain. Itād be easier if I just showed you.ā
The attendant sighs. āAlright, letās go take a look.ā
And with that, the two of them walk off towards the exercise room. Yone blinks as he watches them go.
Shaking himself out of his stupor, he gets to work. He casually slides behind the desk and wakes up the computer. The attendant is still logged in. Perfect.
He quickly looks up the name heās after and finds his room reservation, and quickly makes a copy of the key. Then he navigates back to where it was before he touched it and quickly moves out behind the counter.
By the time KāSante and the attendant return, Yone is back to innocently loitering in the lobby.
āIāll have maintenance get on it in the morning. Iāll let them know what you said about it, itāll probably be helpful for them to know.ā
āNo problem,ā KāSante says, giving them an easy smile. āI know a thing or two about exercise machines.ā
The attendant briefly looks KāSante up and down. āI bet.ā Then they head back towards the counter.
KāSante stops next to Yone. āSo? Get what you needed?ā
Yone nods, holding up the key.
āSoā¦ you gonna tell me what thatās forā¦?ā
Yone is silent for a moment. āProbably not.ā
Yone swiftly turns around heading towards the elevator. Footsteps behind him announce that KāSante is following him.
āYou donāt need to follow me. I have it from here.ā
āConsidering I just enabled you to do whatever shady thing youāre about to do, I feel itās my responsibility to at least come with you and make sure you donāt do anything too crazy.ā
Yone grimaces. Unfortunately, he canāt find it in him to deny the man.
ā...Fine.ā
āGreat.ā Yone can hear the grin in KāSanteās voice.
Together they board the elevator, and Yone hits the floor button. KāSante raises an eyebrow but stays silent.
KāSante laughs. āDonāt worry I didnāt break anything. I noticed that machine was a little wonky yesterday. Iāve been meaning to tell the staff but I kept forgetting. Youāre requested reminded me of it.ā He scratches the back of his head. āHonestly, I probably didnāt need to pull them away from the desk to show them, but it was easy enough to make it sound like I did.ā
Yone nods. āI see.ā
They lapse into silence until the elevator comes to a stop and the doors open. Briefly glancing at the guide plaque, Yone makes towards the room heās after, KāSante faithfully walking behind him. When they reach the door, Yone takes a deep breath. He hopes heās asleep. Itāll be easier if he is.
Yone holds the key in front of the sensor till it beeps, then quietly pushes open the door. Walking quietly as he can, he slinks into the dark room.
Yone feels a tap on his shoulder and turns around to see KāSante besides him.
KāSante points down at a pair of shoes haphazardly discarded in the entryway, then signs, Is this Ekkoās room?
Yone signs back. You could tell by his shoes?
He has very unique shoes. Very stylish.
Yone rolls his eyes. Yes, this is Ekkoās room.
Why are we in Ekkoās room?
Yone hesitates. This far in, thereās little point in hiding it. But now isnāt the time.
Iāll tell you later.Iāll hold you to that.I know.Turning away from KāSante, Yone walks further into the room until he can see the outline of the bed, and the figure sleeping in it. Yone takes a deep breath, and slowly lets it out as he feels the mask materialize. As it covers his eyes, it alters his vision to allow him to see the creature crouching over Ekkoās form.
Itās monstrous, with too large claws and teeth, and long swirling fur, with its face covered by a mask. It looks like a demonic wolf, with long ears. A jackal maybe, Yone guesses. Not that it matters.
The demon pays no mind to KāSante and Yone, seemingly only focused on its prey, crouched over him and drooling, no doubt using itās magic to alter Ekkoās dreams to grow his regret. Yone can hear it laughing.
Yone doesnāt know what Ekkoās regrets are. Itās none of his business. Heās only here to do one thing.
Yone takes a seat against the wall, he feels and hears KāSante join him on the floor, but he pays him no mind.
Taking another deep breath in, and letting it out, he allows his power to separate from his body, and he stands, leaving his body on the floor next to KāSante.
Now the demon takes notice of him.
It tilts its head, as though sizing him up. It clearly doesnāt think heās a threat. Not yet at least.
Yone wills his blades to form in his hand. The beast tenses up and growls. It shrinks itself down, and Yone prepares himself.
It pounces.
Yone manages to deflect away its claws with one blade and takes a slice at it with the other, but it bounces back away from him.
Yone advances. The bed and the rest of the room fade away, itās just Yone and this beast. They dance back and forth, trading attempted blows, but theyāre both to fast and nimble for either of them to land a significant blow.
But Yone is faster. And heās going to prove it to this demon.
As the jackal tries to dodge out of the way, Yone thrusts one of his swords through its leg, pinning it to the ground. With the other sword, Yone stabs into the beastās chest. As the demonās form cracks and fades, Yone sees glimpses. Memories that plague its prey with the regret it was feeding on. Normally these glimpses mean nothing to Yone, but Ekko is someone he knows.
Itās hard to make out the visions, but Yone sees a little girl with blue hair, that grows into a woman with long blue braids.
Jinx?
As the demon finally dies, Yone tries to shake the visions out of his head. Whatever Ekkoās history with Jinx, whatever his regret is, itās none of his business.
Yone lets out the breath he was holding and lets his swords dematerialize. Then he lets his spirit fade back into his body.
When he comes back to himself, he feels a slight pressure on his hand. He looks at it to see a large dark hand over it. He looks up at KāSante.
Seemingly noticing what Yone was wondering about, KāSante quickly removes his hand. Sorry. Itās just.. when I touched you, I could see what was happening.
Yone blinks in surprise. He could see it? All of it? Yone didnāt know that could happen. But thatās not important now.
We should go.
KāSante nods at him, and helps Yone up as they both rise. Together they silently move out of the room.
Once theyāre in the hall, KāSante looks over at Yone.
āSo, what was all that? That thing you fought?ā
So he could see it all. Interesting.
They move back towards the elevator as Yone speaks. āA demon.ā
āA demon? I mean it certainly looked pretty demonic. We talking like Rhaast kind of demon?ā
Yone shakes his head. āI donāt know what kind of demon Rhaast is, but heās not one of these. That demon is called an azakana. They attach themselves to someone with deep regret and feed on it, using it to sustain themselves. Then, when their host dies, they feed on their soul.ā
āAnd you justā¦ killed it?ā
āYes.ā
āWell, thatās nice of you, I guess.ā
When the elevator arrives they both step on it.
āSo, you just go around killing demons in the middle of the night?ā
Yone looks at him, then sheepishly looks away. āI guessā¦ thatās one way to put it. Although I primarily only hunt azakana. Those are the only ones I can inherently sense.ā
āRightā¦ Are you likeā¦ breaking into peopleās houses to do this?ā
Yoneās mouth twists. āSometimes.ā
KāSante lets out a little laugh. āWho knew our responsible producer has a wild side. Kayn would get a kick out of this.ā
Yone looks at him sharply. āYouāre not telling him about this.ā
āOh absolutely not.ā
Yone lets out a sigh of relief.
āSoā¦ you can sense these guys attached to people, so you go around killing them in the middle of the night?ā
āPretty much.ā
āIs this why youāre always tired?ā
Yone decides to not answer that.
KāSante seems to take the silence for an answer. āHow long have you been doing this?ā
āAs long as Iāve been able to see them.ā
āWhich has beenā¦ how long?ā
Yone grimaces. āAbout 6 and a half years.ā
KāSanteās demeanor shifts to more serious, seemingly understanding the significance of that time.
āYoneā¦ā
Yone sighs. At this point he might as well tell him everything.
The elevator opens to their floor, but they stay on the elevator as the doors close again.
āItā¦ it was not long after my brother betrayed me, and I left the music industry. I was spiraling, listless and lost, unsure of what I was even supposed to do with myself anymore. I was driving, when I had no business driving. I went around a turn on a mountain road, but I was going too fast and the car went off the road.ā
KāSante is looking at him with wide eyes, silent.
āNext thing I know, Iām standing outside of my crashed and burning car, unharmed. I walked to the police station and reported my car as stolen and never spoke of it again. Ever since then Iāve been able to sense and fight these demons.ā
Yone looks up at KāSante to see his face full of awe and concern.
Yone swallows and continues. āA year later, the next time I saw my brother, I saw that he has an azakana attached to him. I killed it, but then the next time I saw one he had a different one attached to him. I keep killing them, but every once in a while a new one attaches to him.ā Yone grimaces. He wants to say that he doesnāt know how to stop it, but thatās not necessarily true.
KāSante seems to sense that, and stays silent. āThank you for telling me, Yone.ā He reaches over and hits the button to open the elevator doors. āItās late. We should try to get some sleep.ā
Yone nods, and they both step out of the elevator. When they reach Yoneās room, they both stop, and Yone turns to face KāSante.
K'Sante shifts awkwardly for a moment. āYoneā¦ I'mā¦ I'm glad I got to meet you.ā
Yone blinks and stares at him in awe.
āIāll let you get to sleep,ā KāSante continues, āSee you in the morning, Yone-ā
Without even realizing what heās doing, Yone has reached up and placed a hand on KāSanteās cheek, causing KāSante to stop mid sentence.
Itās at that point that Yone realizes what heās doing. He probably shouldnāt, but he doesnāt care right now.
Yone leans forwards until heās nearly at KāSante, and KāSante moves the slightest bit forwards to meet him. Yone presses into the kiss, letting the feeling of bliss it brings wash over him. KāSante puts a hand on his waist and brings Yone slightly closer to him as they kiss, and Yone goes willingly.
Whenever they finally both pull apart, they just stand there looking at each other breathlessly.
Yone swallows hard. āGoodnight, KāSante.ā
KāSante gives him the softest smile. āGoodnight, Yone.ā
KāSante turns and starts to walk away. Yone considers stopping him, but he doesnāt. Yone opens his door and enters his room. Thereās no need to rush into something. KāSante will be there in the morning. And now Yone has all night to think about this.
Idk if this actually fits the theme very well, lol. Have it anyways! This is from the same fic as this fic excerpt! Hope you enjoy!
KāSante hisses at the pain.
āOh hush,ā the old healer scolds him. āI know youāve felt worse pain. And it wouldnāt be so bad if you werenāt so reckless.ā
KāSante lets out a light chuckle. āI prefer to call it bravery.ā
āNext time Iāll call it stupidity.ā
KāSante full on laughs. āIāll keep that in mind.ā
The healer huffs and wraps a bandage around the disinfected wound. āAlright, youāre all done.ā
āThank you maāam,ā KāSante says as he leaves her hut.
āI better not see you again for the rest of the week!ā She yells at him.
KāSante laughs. āWeāll see!ā
Outside, KāSante takes a deep breath and basks in the sunshine. People mill about the village, cheerfully waving to KāSante as they pass. The distant sound of childrenās laughter reaches his ears. After a hard fight, itās always nice to stop and look around, remember what itās all for.
As heās taking a short stroll for the village, he hears a bit of a hubbub at the village entrance. It doesnāt sound like anyoneās in danger, maybe a visitor.
For a moment, Kāsanteās hopes start to rise and he briskly makes towards the crowd. As the crowd parts for him, he hears several heavy pairs of footsteps, meaning itās not the solitary man KāSante was hoping for. Instead he comes face to face with-
āTope!ā KāSante grins and brings the other man in for a hug, who receives it warmly. As KāSante pulls back he studies Topeās face. āIt has been a while, my friend.ā
Tope smiles at him. āIt has.ā Tope looks him over and sighs. āWhen was the last time I saw you uninjured?ā
KāSante waves him off. āI donāt keep track of small things like injuries.ā
Tope sighs again. āYou never change.ā
āWhat brings you around?ā KāSante peers behind him at his warriors he brought with him. Mostly likely here on business rather than leisure then.
āScouts spotted an ascended and their army heading in this direction. Figured weād come by and give you a hand fighting them off if they appear.ā
āI would appreciate the assistance. When should we be expecting them?ā
āNot for a few days at least.ā
KāSante grins and claps Tope on the shoulder. āGood, that means we have time for a drink.ā
***
Many drinks later, KāSante and Tope are laughing over trading stories, memories they shared together and new news from their respective villages alike.Ā
āIām glad to hear all is well over there,ā KāSante says. āBut what about you? How have you been? Howās your husband?ā
Tope smiles. āIām good, and heās good. We recently took in a pair of siblings from a neighboring village that was raided. Theyāre a handful, and my husband has mostly taken on the burden of caring for them as I usually donāt have the time, but I do what I can.ā Tope smiles softly. āThey have become irreplaceable to us.ā
KāSante smiles at him. āA parent, huh? Iām sure that suits you well.ā
āHardly, I find new faults in myself every day.ā
āThat just means every day is a chance to learn.ā
Tope laughs. āThatās rich, coming from you.ā
āWhat are you talking about? Iām the epitome of learning from my mistakes!ā
Tope huffs. āNow.ā
KāSante grins and elbows Tope. āBetter late than never.ā
Tope breaks into a smile. āI suppose thereās some truth to that.ā
KāSante laughs and takes another drink.
āSpeaking of partners,ā Tope starts. āWord has reached my village that you have one of your own. Everyone is all a buzz about how the pride of Nazumah has taken up with a strange foreigner.ā Tope gives a sly smile. āA man with long silver hair thatās always wearing a mask. I said to myself, that description sounds familiar.ā He raises an eyebrow.
KāSante gives an embarrassed cough. āI canāt believe word has already spread.ā
āI was surprised to hear about it.ā Tope gives him a cheeky grin. āI thought he was out of your league.ā
KāSante gives him a playful shove. āShut up.ā
āBut seriously, Iām happy for you. Yone isā¦ strange, but he seems to be a good person.ā
KāSante nods. āHe is. Heās wonderful.ā
āI heard he comes by to visit every once in a while. Hopefully I catch him one of those times so we can have another chat.ā
āI donāt need you teasing him.ā
āI wonāt tease him, youāre the main target.ā
KāSante gives a short laugh. āWell I donāt want him catching strays.ā
Tope laughs as well. āIāll try to minimize the damage.ā
āWell, we should probably turn in before the sun rises. Do any of your people need help finding a place to stay?ā
Tope shakes his head. āNo, I think everyone is settled in.ā
āIām assuming youāll be staying with your aunt?ā
āThatās the plan. Sheāll be miffed that I havenāt visited with her yet.ā
KāSante laughs. āIāll walk with you over there and apologize to her for monopolizing you.ā
Tope grins. āSounds good, that way I can tell her it was all your fault.ā
KāSante laughs. āDeal.ā
***
Nearly two weeks after Tope and his people left Nazumah, they had another visitor. This time, someone fetched KāSante personally to tell him who it is.
KāSante arrives at the village edge to see Yone surrounded by villagers eager to speak to him. KāSante could save him, but heās content to just watch Yone squirm for a bit. Thatās when Yone notices him, and his face melts into a soft smile. KāSanteās heart nearly stops at the sight of it.
Thatās when the other villagers noticed KāSante is there, and move aside to let him approach Yone.
KāSante clears his throat. āAlright everyone, I know youāre all excited to see Yone, but give him a day or so to rest. Then you can bombard him with questions.ā
Taking the hint, the villagers slowly disperse.
KāSante takes a few steps forward, and gingerly takes Yoneās hand. āWelcome back my love.ā
Yone smiles at him, but thereās something off. Yone is not a very energetic guy, but somehow he seems more melancholic than usual.
Deciding to not question him here, he gestures into the village. āShall we retire to my home?ā
Yone nods.
They walk together in silence, waving at villagers they pass by. KāSante wants to ask about his travels, but he has a feeling that Yone isnāt exactly up to talking right now.
When they reach KāSanteās home, Yone collapses on the cushions in the front room. KāSante settles in beside him.
āWhatās wrong my love?ā KāSante lets a soft hand trail through Yoneās hair.
Yone looks up at him through his mask. āIāll have to apologize to the villagers, I wonāt have time to tell them stories of my travels this time.ā
KāSante furrows his eyebrows. āYou canāt stay long?ā Yone is clearly upset, so he doesnāt want to show it on his face, but KāSante is a little disappointed to hear that.
Yone shakes his head. āThe only reason I came out here is becauseā¦ā He looks up at KāSante. āI came to ask for your help.ā
KāSante blinks in surprise. āMy help?ā
Yone nods. āYes.ā
Shaking himself out of his shock, KāSante quickly nods. āOf course! Anything you need, just say the word.ā
Yone grimaces slightly. āI hate to take you away from the villageā¦ā
āHow long? I can send word to the other villages to send defenders to take my place if itās short.ā
āMaybe a few weeks.ā
KāSante nods. āThatās fine. What can I help you with?ā
āI need help to go after an azakana.ā
KāSante raises an eyebrow. āWhatās so special about this one that you need my help? Surely there must be something, I didnāt even know I could help you against them.ā
Yone grimaces and looks away. āI will need help. Itāsā¦ itās my brotherās azakana.ā
Another excerpt from my Phantom of the Opera AU Yosante fic! It's pretty short but I hope you enjoy!
KāSante takes in the ballroom with awe. The chandeliers glitter in the candlelight, and the patrons glitter almost as much, covered head to toe in finery as they glide across the ballroom. Itās all so overwhelming. Heās normally not allowed to attend these sorts of gatherings. He had no idea how decadent they were. Still, itās lonely. None of his friends from the chorus are here, only the most esteemed singers, investors and patrons are here. The so-called elite. KāSante is dolled up in just as much finery, but he still feels out of place.
He tries to mingle, but all these people feel so hollow to him. Many asked to dance with him, and dance he does, if only just to be polite. But if heās being honest, thereās only one person he really wants to dance withā¦
Thatās when he spots him. Heās dressed in decadence that KāSante has never seen on him, but he recognizes him regardless. After all, heās wearing the mask he always wears.Ā
Others are starting to notice him too, as he gracefully walks down the stairs. KāSante hears nearby whispers wondering who he is, which noble he could be, drawn in by his beautiful figure with long silver hair tied back in a sharp ponytail, none the wiser that he definitely wasnāt invited.
KāSante could care less if he was invited or not, and he grins at the figure and tries to make his way towards the base of the stairs, barely remembering to make a quick excuse to the attendee he wasnāt listening to.
The beauty descending the stairs seems to have noticed him too, and looks directly at him. They meet at the bottom of the stairs, and the phantom gives KāSante a deep bow, and holds out his hand for his.
He looks up from his bow. āMay I have this dance?ā
KāSante grins giddily and places his hand in the one Yone extended. āIt would be my pleasure.ā
As they glide across the dancefloor, KāSante can feel that all eyes are on them, but he couldnāt care less. The only eyes he cares about right now are Yoneās, staring at him through that haunting mask. KāSante feels a strange satisfaction now that he too is wearing a mask. Like theyāre on the same playing field now. The masks donāt inhibit them from recognizing each other, but now Yone isnāt alone, forced to wear his alienation on his face.
The two of them dance together far longer than is proper, but KāSante could dance with him all night, if heās given the opportunity.
They only stop when a bell rings out, gathering the whole ballroomās attention.
Jayce and Viktor are standing at the top of the stairs, and all eyes turn to them.
āThank you all for attending our masquerade!ā Jayce announces to the whole hall. āI hate to interrupt your merriment, but we have an announcement to make! We have decided on our next show! It will be an original play called Don Juan Triumphant, and the lead role shall be played by our magnificent primo uomo, KāSante!ā
The hall erupts in applause and cheers as KāSante stands there starstruck. He didnāt think it was possible he would be given the lead role again. This was supposed to be just a fluke. He turns to the sound of clapping beside him, and sees Yone clapping along with everyone else, and giving him a soft smile.
Maybe KāSante is just imagining things, but he doesnāt seem very surprisedā¦
But before he can so much as give Yone a curious look, KāSante is overwhelmed by attendees crowding in to congratulate him for his role. KāSante can only helplessly watch as Yone fades into the crowd.
