[Synopsis]: Kenji and [Y/N] came to celebrate Halloween by visiting USJ for their annual Halloween Horror Nights.
[TW]: Nothing, really.
Venom![Y/N]: Kenji, thanks for planning this date. I always wanted to visit USJ, especially during Halloween.
Kenji: *Adorning with a baseball cap* You always hinted you wanted to come here, so I booked us tickets for tonight.
Venom![Y/N]: Which I’m grateful for. It’s still pretty early since the shows don’t start until around 7.
Venom: “We should try the snacks and maybe taste some “zombies” later on.”
Venom![Y/N]: V, those are scare actors. Not the actual undead.
Kenji: Venom being a pain in the ass, again?
Venom![Y/N]: Don’t worry about it. We should definitely try out some rides and maybe meet Hami-Kuma.
🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️
[7:15 p.m.]
[Y/N]: Just in time, the shows are starting.
Kenji: Your friend hasn’t bother us for a while.
[Y/N]: Oh, I let him out.
Kenji: What?
[Y/N]: No worries, he’s probably hosting someone who nobody would suspect. I even told him we’ll meet up at Mel’s Drive-In at 9.
Kenji: You’re really causal about that.
[Y/N]: It’s not the first time he’s out of my body. Remember how he snuck in your system for quick healing?
Kenji: *Shivers from the reminder* Don’t need to be reminded.
[Y/N]: He’ll come around. Let’s have some fun!
🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️🎃🍭🧁🐻🍰🍬☠️
[One Hour Later]
[Y/N]: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!
[Another Kaiju attack at USJ]
Kenji: Go somewhere safe.
[Y/N]: I’m not going anywhere.
Kenji: You don’t have V with you.
[Y/N]: I can still help. I’ll take everyone to safety.
[The Symbiote host helps the guests and employees to exit out of the park. Meanwhile Kenji transforms into Ultraman and now occupied handling the Kaiju.]
Ultraman: “Could use some reinforcements.” *Holds back the monster*
[A little kid fell over and [Y/N] hurries over to pick them up in their arms.]
[Y/N]: It’s okay, I got you. Where’s your mom and dad?
[A married couple waves at them and [Y/N] sprints towards the two, hurrying their pace. A dark shadow hovers cast over [Y/N] and the kid, feeling panic while trying to speed through. Just a split second, Ultraman pulls the Kaiju away on time as [Y/N] returns the couple’s kid safely. The parents thanked them graciously for saving their child before disaster struck. They left quickly before more damage could be done.]
Venom: *Crawls up behind [Y/N] and merges back in their body* “What did I miss?”
[Y/N]: A lot, V. Ultraman still needs help. Mask!
Venom: “Copy!”
[Venom took control of their body and enters into action to aid Ultraman.]
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[After The Fight]
Kenji: [Y/N], are you alright?
Venom![Y/N]: I’m okay. And V’s with me now.
Kenji: That’s good…Don’t risk your life like that, again. I almost lost you.
Venom![Y/N]: I’m still here, alive. Talking and still breathing. Sorry for scaring you, Kenji.
[Kenji hugs [Y/N] gently and released them from his embrace.]
Kenji: It’s alright. I’m sorry this date is a mess.
Venom![Y/N]: No, Kenji. It just happened sudden. I had fun before the attack.
[Then announcements came throughout the park.]
“Attention, park-goers. Due to the recent Kaiju incident, shows for Halloween Horror Nights have to be canceled for the night. However, we are still open to be hosting a big celebration for Halloween! Showtime!”
[Ado - Show]
Venom![Y/N]: Kenji, our date isn’t a complete bust.
Kenji: Then let’s celebrate our victory together.
Venom![Y/N]: Shall we dance? *Holds their hand out*
Kenji: Yeah, we’ll dance. *Takes their hand in his*
[The two celebrated Halloween together and enjoyed each other’s company in the remaining night.]
Tried writing again but I'm still shit at it. Still hope you enjoy it though.
“Out of all the things I had left in the stadium, I left my phone. Great job Ken! Great job.” Kenji said in an annoyed tone as he drives through the streets back to the stadium.
“Is it still in the locker room Mina?” Kenji asks.
“Yes Ken, your phone’s location has not changed for the past few minutes. It is still there” Mina answered.
“Well, at least no one tried to take it away” Kenji sighed before speeding up. He wants to be at home with Emi soon.
Kenji arrives and immediately headed for the locker rooms, as he got in he opened his locker where he found his phone in the exact same place Mina located it.
“Alright, time to finally head back” Kenji said. He closed his locker and was about to leave when he suddenly hears something. Kenji stopped for a moment to listen, the stadium was thankfully quiet around the time so sound echoed through the hall. It was a little difficult to hear but it sounded like… grunting? Curious, Kenji decided to investigate and followed the source of the noise. As he got closer, the noises became louder as well as the sound of curses and something hitting the ground. He eventually reached the field and discovers the source of the noise. It was Juro Agamatsu, his rival, it seems like he was practicing his pitches. Kenji watched as Juro throws another ball before grunting in frustration and picking up another ball. Confused, Kenji squints to see what Juro was aiming at. It was a bottle, it was placed on top of a chair. It seemed like he was missing all of his pitches with the other baseballs lying around not too far from the target.
Kenji turns to Juro who takes position and aims once again only to miss. “DAMN IT” He yelled out as he grabs another ball.
“C’mon Juro focus. FOCUS.” He said to himself before throwing another ball and missing again.
“You’re not becoming worse, you have to prove him wrong.” He muttered, walking over to pick up two balls and taking position again.
“Focus, Focus!” He misses again. With the last ball in his hand he positions himself once more, aimed at the bottle and…..he missed.
Juro let out a frustrated yell as he lashes his anger out on the basket of baseballs that are now scattered around him. This scene reminded Kenji of himself when he was still new, it made him internally cringe and feel bad for his rival. Then Juro stopped, Kenji watched in worry as he wondered what was going on. Then, he heard it. It was quiet at first but it slowly got louder.
Juro was crying.
Kenji never expected to see the day that his rival would breakdown, and yet there he was sobbing. Kenji sensed the vulnerability of the situation and decide to leave to respect the man’s privacy and give him space. As Kenji walks away, he hears Juro grunting and throwing once more, it seemed like he was practicing through his breakdown. Kenji stops for a moment, feeling bad for the Pitcher before deciding to turn around and help the poor man out.
Kenji stood by the side watching as he thinks about how to approach Juro in his vulnerable state.
‘Should he call out to him? Should he just wait for the right moment to let him know of his presence? WHAT SHOULD I DO?’ Kenji was torn, he wasn’t what to do but settled on letting his presence be known. Kenji takes a deep breath steps out of his hiding stop, only to end up hitting his phone on the wall he hid from and dropping it which created a lot of noise.
Kenji winced, that was not a good start. He slowly opened his eyes and lifted up his head to meet Juro’s surprised face staring back at him. They stared at each other for a few moments before Juro’s face shifted to anger.
“What are you doing here Sato. Eavesdropping on people now? That’s pretty low even for someone like you don’t you think?” Juro said, immediately changing his personality as if his break down never happened. Kenji was impressed but also worried considering how well he immediately changed.
“I wasn’t eavesdropping you Juro. I just happened to be around that’s all.” Kenji said, holding back the urge to reply with a snarky remark.
“Hah! Yeah right.” Juro scoffed, picking another ball off the ground.
“Mr. ‘I’m-so-much-better’ Sato, is being such a nic-“ Juro was cut off when Kenji raised his hand, signaling him to stop.
“Timeout.” Kenji said. Juro furrowed his eye brows in confusion.
“Just- can we just pause the trash talking for now? I don’t think we both are in the mood for that” Kenji explained. Juro looked at him in surprise. They were silent for a moment, before Juro scoffed, silently obliging to the request and returning to his practice.
Kenji was surprised to say the least, he was expecting some insult or comeback instead of obedience, but he appreciated it nonetheless. Kenji went over and sat on a chair as he watched Juro practice. He tries to aim for the bottle once again but fails and he yells in frustration.
“ Hey uh. How about a little break huh?” Kenji nervously asked, he isn’t sure how to start a conversation with Juro but he hoped that was good enough.
“I don’t need a break. I need to practice. And don’t talk to me, I’m trying to focus.” Juro answered coldly. Welp, looks like it didn’t.
“Wow, ok Mr. push over. I was just trying to help” Kenji replied in an annoyed tone.
“Yeah, well guess what? I don’t need help. I’ve reached this far without it and it’s too late to ask for it.” Answered Juro as he picks up another ball. ‘Great, this guy is hardheaded.’ Kenji thought, suppressing the urge to throw an insult at the man before trying again.
“Listen, I know how you feel-“ Kenji starts when he was cut off by Juro’s sarcastic laugh.
“Oh really? Do you now?” Juro said, turning to face Kenji with anger evident on his face.
“Why don’t you tell me then huh?” he says as he slowly makes his way to Kenji. Kenji sensed the incoming fight but remained seated as Juro loomed over him.
“Did you go through doubt? That you’re suddenly terrible at something that you thought you believed you were good at? Or are you just saying that just to get me to open up, Huh? Tell me Sato, TELL ME!” Juro asked, his voice getting louder with each question, but so does Kenji’s anger.
“Yes Agamatsu, YES! I know how you feel because I went through the same frustrations as you!” Kenji snapped back as he stood up. Juro was taken back. He did push the man’s buttons and he got the expected result, but something tells him this was real.
“I was literally struggling in my first season here. It even got to the point where my coach was going to trade me off to another team! Years being called the best player, and I was suddenly told to be traded and that hurt me!” Kenji vented. He didn’t plan to do that and was hoping he could’ve kept that event a secret, then he saw Juro’s shocked expression and his lack of response. It was too late to take it back, might as well just continue. Kenji took a deep breath and let out a sigh, calming down his anger.
“I know how you feel, because I acted the same way you did earlier.” He explained. He looked at Juro and noticed the anger that was slowly disappearing as well. They both stood there in silence for a moment.
‘So much for being the bigger person.’ Kenji thought, he was about to leave when Juro moved, grabbed a water bottle and sat down. Kenji watched him the whole time, wondering what he has in mind. None of them spoke for 3 grueling long minutes before Juro spoke.
“You know, now that I think about it….. You were pretty terrible back then.” Juro said. Kenji scoffed at the memory, sitting back down on the chair he sat earlier.
“Yeah, I was.” Kenji agreed.
“So… How did you do it? How did you over come it?” Juro asked. Kenji paused for a moment, thinking on how to explain the events he experienced without revealing that he is currently taking care of a kaiju baby before speaking.
“ I took a step back and asked for help.” He answered. Juro turned to face Kenji as he listens with interest.
“The day when I had my breakdown, I decided to call my friend and my dad to talk to. They gave me advices and offered to help. I was like you back then. I felt like I could manage on my own and refused the help. I had to learn the hard way and eventually got better.” Kenji continues, smiling fondly at the memories that came to his mind.
“Doing things through frustration will only cloud your focus. So take a step back, talk to others and don’t be afraid to ask for help.” Kenji explained. He looked up to face Juro with a soft and friendly smile. Juro stared back at him, contemplating on what Kenji had said before letting out a sigh.
“Alright, I’ll take your advice” Juro said, leaning back on his chair.
“So tell me, what are you really doing here at this time?” He asked once more. Raising a brow he faced Kenji.
“I told you, I left my phone back at my locker and I went back to grab it.” Kenji answered.
“Really? Out of all the things you left, you left your phone?” Juro asked, a smirk forming on his lips as he looks at Kenji.
“Ugh, I don’t need to hear this right now.” Groaned Kenji as he buried his face into his hands, this earned a laughter from Juro. Both continued to talk, each moment spent learning about the other and discovering some things that would have never been known from their rivalry.
“So you practice here every after game?” Kenji asked.
“Not really, I have a favorite place to practice. Its nice and quiet. I would practice there for hours under the sun. Developed a sweet tan from it too.” Juro said, lifting up one of his sleeve to reveal the tan line he developed all while playfully flexing his arm.
“That sounds narcissistic.” Kenji commented, laughing when Juro gave him an offended look.
“I believe its called being confident.” Juro replies back. Huffing in fake annoyance only to smile as Kenji continues to laugh.
“So… you feeling better?” Kenji asked, wiping a tear from his eyes after he had calmed down from his laughter.
“Honestly, yeah. I do.” Juro admits with a smile which Kenji returns.
“You wanna try and practice again?” Kenji suggests. He picks up a ball from the ground and hands it to Juro who accepts the ball. Kenji watched as Juro stood and walked over to the spot where he practiced. Juro clasped the ball in his hand as he stares at the bottle, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He raised his leg and charged up his pitch. Juro opened his eyes and in one swift motion, threw the ball and...He did it. He managed to his the bottle. Juro let out an estatic roar as he celebrates the success, Kenji joins in as he cheered from the side.
“There we go! That was good! Always wondered how you do those throws.” Kenji said as he walks over to where Juro was.
“When your dad sees your potential at something he’s passionate about, he forces you to get better at it.”
“Damn, he must be really supportive to get you to be this far.”
“Yeah…totally.” Juro answered with a slight shift in his tone. Kenji noticed the slight change in emotion, but before he could say anuthing Juro decided to change the topic.
“But you are a different type of impressive too you know. People always say its hard to see any of my pitches, but you could easily hit mine whenever you up against me.” Juro said, turning to Kenji with an impressed smile.
“Some techniques that I learned. Its why I’m the ‘Best Living Player’.” Kenji shrugged with a smug smile on his face.
“Now that was narcissistic.” Juro commented, smiling as he watch Kenji be offended at what he had said
“Hey!-“ Kenji was about to explain himself when he was cut off by his watch beeping. He looked at his watch and his eyes widen, suddenly looking panicked. Emi was awake and was throwing a tantrum.
“Oh shoot, I’ve been gone for too long. I-I gotta go.” Kenji said, turning to rush back to his bike and reach home before Emi’s tantrum got worse. He doesn’t want to repeat what happened last time.
“So Timeout is over?” Juro asked causing Kenji to turn and reply back
“Yep! Timeout is over.” Kenji said.
“We should really do this sometimes, cause not gonna lie, being rivals can be tiring.” Juro suggest. Kenji paused for a moment to process what he had said before smiling at him.
“It’s a promise. See you tomorrow Agamatsu!” Kenji said, waving at Juro before jogging to the exit.
“See you, Kenny boy” Juro yelled, smirking as Kenji turned around once again.
“Tryhard!”
“Eavesdropper!”
“I WASN’T EAVESDROPPING!” Kenji yelled back. He could hear Juro’s laughter echoing the halls causing him to smile. Maybe they should have more timeouts.
"If you make one wrong move,
then you're done for"
You better show some respect and check your behavior, especially when you're in the presence of Lord Ambrosius Blackheart, The King of the realm, and his adviser, Nimona.
"If you make one wrong move,
then you're done for"
You better show some respect and check your behavior, especially when you're in the presence of Lord Ambrosius Blackheart, The King of the realm, and his adviser, Nimona.
omg so yesterday i put a salt line on the pathway to our front door because i was fucking around and my brother was pretending to be a demon
and today we ordered pizza and the salt line was still there
and my brother went outside to sign for the pizza
and the pizzaman refused to step over the salt line, like he almost did and then he backed up and handed my bro the pizza and left; which is pretty ridiculous because it’s far from our door
so a heads up to everyone i’m pretty sure domino’s is actually run by demons??? kind of like how in men in black the post office is run by aliens
Alternate theory: It wasn’t that the pizza guy couldn’t cross the line of salt himself.
He just saw the line of salt and assumed that it was the only thing keeping you and your brother in, and he didn’t want nothing to do with your demon asses
The story is a little all over the place but basically:
Ballister gets caught by the Institute and his execution is broadcasted all over the kingdom. Ambrosius leaves the institute because of this and decides to become a robin-hood-like vigilante (begrudgingly working with nimona lol)
One day, one of their heists is intercepted by a new institute unit and it's here that the pair find that Ballister is not quite dead... and.. not quite himself.
...it was supposed to be a comic, but a lot went wrong, so..keep this little description:
Sticky, warm blood spread across his chest, trying to hide the terrible wounds left by the cold metal. The eyelids grew heavy, and the boundless darkness crept up to forever take the knight into his silent realm of death. "Ambrosius...I'm...sorry."
Hands gently but tightly wrapped around his body. "Shh, it's okay, it's okay"
Oh, that voice. So dear to him voice now repeated these words with pain like a mantra, as if it could change something. But breathing became harder and harder every moment. “Oh no no no no don’t leave me. Bal, please don't leave me alone!"
Now it was like a prayer. A prayer that heavens will never hear. But the knight in dark armor heed this prayer. And hundreds of thoughts and words that he would like to say ran through his mind. And then everything went quiet. And he plunged into darkness.
I have to say that I am not a writer, so the structure of the text and the words may seem strange. Sorry~
Anyway, I would like to share with you the context of what is going on here and why!
I thought that, as in all existing societies, there will always be those who are against changes. It so happened historically that not all people are ready for changes, because changes are always scary. And, of course, no matter how heartbreaking the scene with Nimona is, you can never get the respect of the entire kingdom. Especially the elite, which can lose control. Since Ambrosius remained the only "main" person of the kingdom, he did the main work of changing people's minds. And that part of the elite that was against it, saw it as a conspiracy. Allegedly, Ambrosius did this not for the benefit of society, but for the benefit of his partner. Therefore, the ranks of the conspirators grew and became stronger. And when they gathered enough strength, the uprisings/resistance to new arrangements and power began.
And it is in one of the clashes with these conspirators that Ballister is mortally wounded...or not?
Yes, yes, you understood correctly, I have two endings. Of course.
Anyway, I find this concept more interesting, as it brings me a little closer to political things, making things darker and therefore more interesting. After all, what is happiness worth if you don’t have to fight for it?
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Oh...I don't think I want to write about how difficult it was to draw all this...just say i'm glad I finished it.
YOU JUST MADE ME CRY MY HECKING EYES OUT. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WRITE IN LIKE A DAILY BASIS. THIS IS SO SAD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE ANYMORE.
Obsessed teen amb: are you an actress, supermodel, seagodess?? Or d all of the above
Teen Bal: aren't you sweet...
TeenbAmb: *flabbergasted, turning to the other knights in traning* okay you guys get outta here so me and beautiful gorgeous can live happily ever after
Teen Todd: dude you're the descendant of gloreth. You can't date a street child
Teen amb: *smacks Tood* I don't give a FUCK keesha
(Yes I put two memes in one joke, I don't regret it)
