An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Things have been awkward between Sero and Todoroki ever since an accident during a class exercise. But maybe Midoriya’s idea of going on a double date to watch a movie, having him and his lover Todoroki and Sero with Aoyama can fix things up! Or make things even more complicated.“
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{Oi! It has been a while since I managed to finish and post a story! Here’s my first story for a series I have been enjoying a whole lot recently: My Hero Academia (or Boku no Hero Academia)!
It’s not complete yet (the entire fic is written down but I need to re-read to check for spelling mistakes and that jazz), but feel free to check the first chapter! I managed to squeeze both my BNHA OTPS into one story, just hope it’s a good read for you guys lol}
Just now, I posted the last chapter of this thing! 5 chapters today to be precise. If you just saw the first one and missed the others, check out for the rest of the story!
Thanks for the people who either reblogged this or left some encouragement for this story. I plan on working and posting more stories, hopefully soon, and it’s good to see that there’s people out there interested on my ideas, lol
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Things have been awkward between Sero and Todoroki ever since an accident during a class exercise. But maybe Midoriya's idea of going on a double date to watch a movie, having him and his lover Todoroki and Sero with Aoyama can fix things up! Or make things even more complicated.“
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{Oi! It has been a while since I managed to finish and post a story! Here’s my first story for a series I have been enjoying a whole lot recently: My Hero Academia (or Boku no Hero Academia)!
It’s not complete yet (the entire fic is written down but I need to re-read to check for spelling mistakes and that jazz), but feel free to check the first chapter! I managed to squeeze both my BNHA OTPS into one story, just hope it’s a good read for you guys lol}
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I was thinking of introducing this fic in another way, but alas, this works too.
Another two chapters Puyo fic from yours truly! This time it’s a Lemres and Ex friendship fic (yea I know, it’s a weird broship but shhh). Feel free to check it out if you haven’t already <u<
{First things first, credit where credit is due, shoutout to @puyohero who wrote a post about Tarutaru in 15th Anniversary once, which inspired me to do this one. (and thanks to them again for being supportive for me to write this!) Please consider reading their post, they did a great job writing it!
Second, if you wanna read out some extra notes about why I wrote some things the way I did, check out this post here with some extra info on this writing, thank gu!
Now enough talking, check the Read More for the entire thing~}
Order of Opponents: Onion Pixy - Raffine - Oshare Bones - Schezo - Ocean Prince - Lemres - Sig - Suketoudara
Vs Onion Pixy
Gogotte: So tournament, this is. Full of people, it is.
Gogotte: And a prize… It has.
Onion Pixy: … ...
Gogotte: Oh…?
Gogotte: Now, a fallen ingredient from my bag, this is?
Onion Pixy: On! Onion! ONION!
Gogotte: Hm. An ingredient, this seems not to be.
Onion Pixy: Onion! Onion onion!
Gogotte: My first opponent, perhaps, you are?
Onion Pixy: Boing!! Onion!!!
Gogotte: Very well. A match, it begins.
Win
Onion Pixy: On! Onion onion onion!!!
Gogotte: Not an ingredient. But quite cute, yes you are~!
Vs Raffine
Raffine: Oh… It’s you, from the woods. What was your name again?
Gogotte: Seeing you again, a pleasure it is.
Gogotte: In this tournament, everybody seems to be.
Raffine: …Well yeah. Everybody is interested in proving out their strength.
Raffine: And in getting the prize too.
Gogotte: So many people. Hungry and tired, they might be.
Gogotte: Hungry for soup, my soup. Yes, yes!
Raffine: I want you to know I am NOT eating your soup.
Raffine: Especially if you keep it in the same place you keep your potions.
Gogotte: A Puyo match, worth of soup. How does that sounds?
Win
Raffine: I’m not too fond of accepting food from strangers. Just ask Lemres.
Gogotte: Plenty of soup, I have. Wonder why people aren’t interested on eating...
Vs Oshare Bones
Oshare Bones: Oh my, oh my.
Oshare Bones: Your clothes sure are something. Practical to carry things, but rather simple and dull in style.
Gogotte: The last of my concerns, my clothes are. Cooking is much more important.
Oshare Bones: Now, just because you have hobbies, doesn’t means you can’t focus on your appearance.
Oshare Bones: It doesn’t hurts to look your best every time, in case if people show up.
Gogotte: But needs to be ready, my special soup. In case people show up.
Gogotte: In fact. Interested in eating, are you?
Oshare Bones: No, not really. All this talk about your distorted view on style and fashion made me lose my appetite.
Oshare Bones: Instead, let’s have a match. I need something to calm down.
Gogotte: A potion to calm down, I do lack.
Gogotte: A Puyo match, it is!
Win
Oshare Bones: Perhaps I should take you out for some clothes shopping, while we’re at it.
Gogotte: As long I can cook, fashion just don’t interest me.
Vs Schezo
Schezo: Ugh, I have been here for a while now. I feel so tired.
Schezo: But mostly, I’m famished. This place seems to lack food to feed me.
Gogotte: You. Hungry, you seem. Hungry, you are.
Schezo: Eh? How long have you been there? Are you lurking on me?!
Gogotte: Special soup, I have! End your hunger, it will.
Schezo: ...And you are just willing to give it to me?
Schezo: What’s the trick? What did you put in that soup??
Gogotte: Tricks, there’s none. Mushrooms, all this soup has.
Gogotte: It’s all yours, as long we have a match.
Schezo: Ah-ha! So that’s your game! I’m only feed if I win!
Schezo: So be it! Prepare yourself for my hard sword!
Gogotte: … ...Huh?
Win
Schezo: I can’t help but have a feeling you’re kind of a creeper.
Gogotte: A certain way with words… you sure have, mister.
Vs Ocean Prince
Ocean Prince: Are you the weirdo who is trying to give people soup?
Ocean Prince: Because all this playing and running away from my butler is making me hungry.
Gogotte: Interested in my food, royalty like you, are?
Gogotte: Why, what a honor, this is!
Ocean Prince: So you’ve heard of me?
Gogotte: A runaway prince, I have heard about, yes.
Ocean Prince: ...Yes but, don’t tell my butler that you have seen me, okay?
Ocean Prince: If you keep it quiet, I will give you a job as my personal chef.
Gogotte: Personal chef?
Ocean Prince: Yes yes! You will have the right to naps and snacks. And everybody in my castle will eat whatever food you serve them!
Gogotte: Tempting, this does sounds.
Gogotte: But freedom in the woods, I do love.
Ocean Prince: Let’s settle this down with a match then!
Win
Ocean Prince: Now you don’t have the job AND you can’t tell my butler about me. Ha ha!
Gogotte: Work part time as a chef, I would kinda want to, honestly.
Vs Lemres
Lemres: H~e~l~l~o~! It's good to meet you. Can I interest you some candy?
Gogotte: Interested in candy, I am not.
Gogotte: However. Some of my soup, would you like?
Lemres: I have eaten so much candy, I'm not sure if I have any room left for soup. Apologizes.
Lemres: Are you sure you don't wanna eat, though?
Lemres: I got all sorts of sweets with me. Not just lollipops or parfaits, but also sugar itself or honey.
Gogotte: ... ... ... ... ...
Gogotte: Honey. Would be very good.
Lemres: Oh, you like honey too?
Lemres: Let's do like that, if you win, I will give you four jars of honey!
Lemres: If I win, you get just two.
Gogotte: Your deal, I accept! Let's battle!
Win
Lemres: Are you okay? Here, you can still have the two jars.
Gogotte: Honey~ Do I love honey~!
Vs Sig
Sig: You're the soup guy. Hello.
Gogotte: Good to see you again, yes it is.
Gogotte: And hungry, yes you look.
Sig: Yea, this tournament has been going on for a while. I could use some soup.
Gogotte: Here here, eat up!
Gogotte: ... ...Oh. More soup, I do need to make. Enough only for you, yes this is.
Sig: Uh. I don't know. I'm so hungry I feel like I could eat much more than this.
Gogotte: A distraction, you need. Buy me more time, to cook, yes.
Sig: ... ... ...
Sig: Can you cook and play Puyo at the same time?
Gogotte: To find out, only one way!
Win
Sig: Well, guess you can’t cook and play at the same time.
Gogotte: More soup now, yes I have! But the tournament is almost over….
Vs Suketoudara
Gogotte: Hello. Friend of the prince, perhaps you are?
Suketoudara: Ehh? I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Suketoudara: I just got here a while ago. And I have been dancing solo ever since.
Suketoudara: Nobody seems interested on my fabulous dancing moves or my pretty legs.
Gogotte: Relate a little, I can. Interested in my soup, nobody seems.
Gogotte: Hungry after all that dancing, are you?
Suketoudara: The only hunger I feel is for more dancing and attention.
Suketoudara: ….Although, this sure is smelling nice.
Suketoudara: Would you be a pal too and watch me dance after I eat?
Gogotte: Private dancing show, just for me?
Gogotte: Honored and happy, I am!
Suketoudara: Fish!
Suketoudara: But first. I need to warm up, to avoid cramps.
Gogotte: With a Puyo match, I presume?
Win
Suketoudara: I get victory, attention and soup. A good day for good ol’ Suketoudara!
Gogotte: Oh my. Cramps from the match, did you get?
Wish Ending with Ms Accord
Ms Accord: Congratulations, Mr. Gogotte.
Gogotte: Succeed, I did it. How delightful~
Ms Accord: The medal will grant you one single wish of your choice.
[Medal flash]
Gogotte: Single wish. What could I ever want?
Gogotte: People wanting my soup, yes I dream of. But of their own account and hunger, they must want it.
Gogotte: So instead, something for myself I ask. For a source of honey, near my cabin. That’s my wish.
Popoi: You want a BEEHIVE near your home?
Ms Accord: … ...You might want to check your cabin to see if it worked, Mr. Gogotte.
Ms Accord: The medal isn’t a fan of bugs, so I’m unsure if the wish was granted.
Gogotte: What? But just the hive itself, with no bugs, couldn’t the medal give me?
Ms Accord: You only asked for a honey source, you didn’t specified what kind of source you wanted.
Ms Accord: I apologize in advance if the wish didn’t work, though.
Gogotte: Do not be. A lot of fun, I still had!
Gogotte: And more excited to make more soup, yes I am. Honey or no honey.
“If I ever got possessed or acted weird, would you notice?”
{Mari’s self indugent Puyo shipping II: Electric Kluguro}
“Oh, isn’t that just beautiful? The smell of chaos in the morning, it’s so good..”
Strange Klug stood in a large hill, where he could see the entire burning Primp Town. The flames made it hard to see any people around, but the screams, gosh, he could hear the screams. The inhabitants lucky enough to have wings or the ability to float were already making their way out, the best they could. The ones trapped in the town were doing their best to survive, or to help people in need of assistance. Or at least, that’s what it seemed, from how some voices yelled and talked loudly.
Near the possessed being’s feet, a book, Klug’s soul trapped on it. He was horrified. People he knew and cared about were in the fire. Amitie, Sig, Lemres, Ms Accord, Maguro… they were here. He could hear them. And it hurt so much. Because it’s also his fault. He should have fought for his body, he should have done something with that book, he should have asked Lemres for help… but he didn’t.
Strange Klug chuckled, seeming to take joy in Klug’s silent suffering. He turned to the book, his arms between his back and his cape, as he eyed the tiny helpless soul. “Now, don’t be sad. I wouldn’t let you suffer like this alone. You will join your friends soon.”
Klug visibly flinched and his eyes widened more. He couldn’t even speak in this state, and if he could, he would just sob. Casting magic is out of question too, as the magic is in his body. He knew he was in deep trouble, as the fact he is around and alive means the risk of the demon losing his new body.
A foot stepped on the book, also hitting Klug’s soul in the process. Strange Klug just stared as the small soul tried to pull himself free from his foot, but it was pointless. And to him, hilarious.
“Oh, don’t worry. This will only hurt a lot~!” He lifted up a hand, a yellow and red magic glow coming from it. The demony figure behind him approached, raising up two large hands. Both of them laughed evilly as they prepared the magic.
“HYDRANGEA!”
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Klug quickly sat up, gasping but managing to hold a scream of horror. A hand rested on his chest as he breathed heavily. His eyes took a few minutes to get used to the darkness of the room, Maguro’s room.
He had come over the other boy’s house to hang out with him, which resulted in a sleepover, as they both got carried away with playing board games together and Maguro refused to let Klug try to teleport back to Primp Town this late. Truth be told, maybe Maguro just used this as an excuse to make Klug stay more, not that he minded.
He slept over a mattress on the floor, covered by a blanket and a few pillows that Maguro borrowed for him. Luckily, Klug had brought over one of his pyjamas in his backpack, in case this happened. He placed his elbows on his legs, holding his head with his hands. Klug had nightmares with Strange Klug ever since the first possession incident. At first they were harmless, usually only happened once in a few nights; and silly, usually involving the demon possessing a random object, or Strange Klug dressing up like Lemres, for some reason.
But from silly, they started to get disturbing. Going from the demon possessing other people and going after Klug, or nightmares like this one, with Strange Klug managing to win. And in most of those dreams, Klug was here to suffer the wrath of the faker. And he hated it. He was weak and powerless against the being in his body.
With a headshake, Klug gently got up to his feet. He took a look at Maguro’s bed, the tuna boy sleeping peacefully. From all this time they both have been together, he had learnt that Maguro was a bit of a heavy sleeper. Which was good, he didn’t wanted to accidentally wake him up.
After checking this, Klug grabbed his glasses and made his way to carefully open the door and step outside. In the hallway, two doors leading to the bedrooms belonging to Maguro’s siblings and another door to the bathroom. He was aiming for the latter. Shakely but slowly, Klug opened the bathroom’s door and walked in, locking himself inside.
Now he was completely alone.
Sighing as he realized this, Klug walked to stand in front of the sink. He placed his glasses on the side of the sink and turned on the faucet, picking some of the water to wash his face. A hand rubbed on his eyes, another hand turned the faucet off. He felt a little sleepy but he knew he wouldn’t sleep anytime soon, thanks to the nightmare.
“Gosh… come on, Klug.” He started to chide himself out loud, removing the hand off his face and facing his blurry reflection in the mirror. “It’s just a dumb dream. You got control of your body. Ms Accord and Lemres used a spell on the book. You won’t became Strange Klug again. At least, not here, not now. Don’t be a wimp!”
Yes, it was easy to say that, in a rational standpoint. But emotionally, it hurt. Fear and anxiety sometimes just ignore the rational thinking.
Shaking his head lightly, Klug pulled out the towel from the holder and dried his face. Now that he was up and with no plans to sleep anytime soon, he had to think what he would do now. Perhaps he could tiptoe to the kitchen and get a cup of water. If Maguro’s parents stopped him, he could just make up an excuse. Heard a cat outside that woke him up, something like that.
“....I just don’t know if I want to tell Maguro.” Klug concluded his train of thought, putting the towel back in its spot. He then looked back to the sink and picked his glasses up, ready to leave when…
“Klug? Are you there? ✮” A familiar voice called out from the bathroom, making Klug freeze. It was Maguro!
A million possibilities went through Klug’s head. He thought of staying quiet until Maguro left, or make his voice high pitched and try to pretend he’s Maguro’s sister. However, all evidence pointed that he is in the bathroom. It’s possible to see the lights on from under the door, and Maguro could easily have seen that Klug had left the mattress. He knew.
“Y-Yeah. Sorry, I had to use the toilet, I’m coming out.” Klug spoke up. Lying, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell the truth.
“You sure?” Maguro questioned, as if he had a feeling Klug was hiding something. “I think I heard you saying you don’t want to tell me something? Are you doing okay? ✮”
A blink and a frustrated sigh. How long could he keep hiding this? Klug just opened the door, his heart racing when he saw Maguro staying outside. His hair was slightly messy from being in bed before. But even without seeing his eyes, hidden under the bangs and with a tiny smile upon his face, it was a little possible to tell he was worried.
“...I.. I think I’m fine now. I got to see y… you.” Klug managed to mutter out, his cheeks blushing a little.
Maguro’s head tilted a bit, then he started to chuckle. “Aw man, you’re adorable~ ✮” He stretched out an arm to gently pull Klug into a hug.
Klug was too surprised and blushed too hard to have a proper reaction. “I-I-I… Please. Can we go back to your room? I guess I could use some sleep now..”
A nod from the other boy as he let go of the hug. “You can go ahead. I need to do a thing real quick. ✮“ Maguro explained as he walked inside the bathroom. Seems like he had woken up because he had to use the bathroom.
Now he was hopeful that he could run to Maguro’s room, fall asleep and avoid the need of explaining the real reason he had woken up. Klug quickly went back to the bedroom and sat down in the mattress, putting his glasses away before laying down and covering his body with the blanket. All ready to sleep.
Except sleep just didn’t came. Klug laid down, turned around, tried to focus on happy thoughts to fall asleep… nothing worked. He was upset over the nightmare and a bit afraid to sleep again. He hated this. Such a dumb nightmare still had an impact on him.
His hand reached for his eyes, rubbing some sneaky tears out. Mentally, he scolded himself for feeling this bad over something he knew wouldn’t happen. Or at least, he hoped wouldn’t happen. However, the self scolding only made him feel worse and more tears to fall.
“Hey, I’m back.✮” A familiar voice broke the silence. Klug had his back turned to the door, but he didn’t needed to look to know it was Maguro. He just very slowly moved his hand to clean some final tears and tried to not move anymore, hoping that Maguro would think he’s asleep and go back to bed.
“Klug?” Maguro called, noises of steps approaching. He was near the mattress now, looking down to Klug. The nerdy boy didn’t respond and the dark made it very hard to see his face. Klug was counting on the dark, plus Maguro not seeing too well thanks to his bangs, to his advantage. “I know you’re not asleep. You snore when you sleep. Loudly. ✮”
Klug just huffed and quickly got up to his feet to face Maguro, very annoyed. “I do NOT snore! Sometimes I talk in my sleep yeah, but I don’t snore!”
Maguro smiled. “Yes, I know. ✮ I was just checking if you were awake.”
Silence. Klug didn’t had any words to counter, so he just sighed and sat down on Maguro’s bed as Maguro made his way to turn on the lights. Klug needed a little while to get his eyes used to the lights, also secretly hoping that by now, his eyes wouldn’t be so red anymore.
“Don’t get me wrong, I actually woke up needing to pee. ✮” Maguro began to explain, his back turned on Klug as he ran a hand over his hair. “But then I saw that you weren’t sleeping and I got a bit worried. All times we hang out, you rarely wake up in middle of the night. ✮” With that last sentence, he finally looked back to Klug, his hair looked a bit tidier now.
Klug nodded and removed his hands from his face. “You’re very nice, but I swear, I’m fine.” He lied again, a small sniffle escaping from him by accident. He flinched a bit from that, but he tried to hide it so Maguro wouldn’t notice.
For once, Maguro wasn’t smiling anymore. He sighed and placed a hand on his chin, seeming to be thinking of something. Klug was a bit afraid, for lack of a better term. He didn’t wanted to worry the other boy like that, especially when they had so much fun hanging out before. He and his dumb dreams had ruined the n-
Klug was snapped out of his self hating thoughts when Maguro sat on his bed too, without saying anything. One of his hands grabbed Klug’s and held it very gently. The other hand, he used to move his bangs out of his eyes. After he adjusted the bangs behind his ears and making sure they wouldn’t fall back in their usual spot, he moved the hand so he could hold Klug’s hand with both of his. And look Klug in the face.
“Sweetie… ✮ I know something is wrong. I promise I won’t judge you, I just want to help. Tell me what’s wrong so I can help. ✮” Maguro spoke as a dramatically and romantically as possible, as well keeping eye contact with Klug with every word and star he said.
Klug’s mouth opened in surprise and his cheeks began to blush again. He tried to not look into Maguro’s eyes, but it was impossible. The eyes were just as beautiful as he remembered, it was almost hypnotizing. “T-That’s a low blow!” He mumbled out in a bit of frustration. Maguro knew that Klug loved his eyes. He had also learnt how to use his eyes to either get romantic or to get secrets out of Klug.
In some point, Klug just pulled out his hand free and began to whimper softly. His body trembled as he leaned closer to Maguro, his face falling into his chest. Maguro, in response, was surprised, but gently wrapped his arms around Klug and protected him in an embrace.
“I… I didn’t wanted…. to a.. admit… nightmare… it’s so dumb…” Klug attempted to speak between sobs and sniffles as he clung on Maguro’s chest. He felt everything dump down into him at once. The nightmare, him often forcing himself to ignore it, Strange Klug, everything hurt. He just couldn’t hide it anymore.
“Shhh, it’s okay. It’s not dumb, it’s okay.” Maguro whispered soothingly, a hand reaching to rub Klug’s back. In the hugging process, his hair had messily fallen back into his face. Not that he cared, his eyes had already completed their mission, so it was good to hide them again.
For a few minutes, they just stayed hugging. Klug tried to speak more, wanting to either explain himself or apologize, but Maguro insisted that things were fine. He didn’t knew anything about the nightmare yet, he just wanted Klug to feel safe and better.
A silence filled the room. Klug’s crying was just some soft sobs now, but he still rested against Maguro’s chest, finding the warmth and the cuddle comforting. After everything harsh from this night, he really needed it. The only downside was his head hurting a bit from all the crying now.
Maguro seemed to take notice on the sobs, as well in a quiet groan that Klug let out. He looked down to his chest, a hand caressing Klug’s hair. “How are you feeling? ✮”
“Like a mess.” Klug stammered, his voice a bit scratchy. Slowly, he pushed himself away from Maguro to sit down on the bed again. After running a quick hand over his face he looked to Maguro, his face red from all the crying.
“I could get you a cup of water.” Maguro got up to his feet. He didn’t leave yet, as if he waited for Klug to say something. He was so used to cocky and chatty Klug, it was weird for him to see the other quiet like that. “Or you rather I get you juice or something else? ✮”
Klug shook his head and eyed down the messy blanket on Maguro’s bed. “Water is fine.”
With a quick nod, Maguro opened the door and left, leaving the door a little open in case he had to rush back to the room. And once again, Klug felt his thoughts slowly lurk to him as he was alone. He hated that he had to confess he had a nightmare, it was embarrassing that a dream made him feel this bad.
But at the same time it was shameful, he felt like a heavy weight was lifted from his shoulders, even if the fears and worries related to Strange Klug still had some impact on him. It could also be tiredness starting to catch up with him, Klug noticed, as a yawn escaped while he rubbed his eyes.
Suddenly, the door opened. Maguro closed the door, the other hand carrying a glass filled with water. Smiling a little, he approached and handled the cup for Klug. “There we go. ✮”
“Thanks.” Klug muttered as he picked the cup. He held the cup close, but didn’t drink right away, still slightly stuck in his thoughts. “Say, do you know what time is it?”
“Almost 3AM. I checked on the kitchen.✮” Came the calm reply, which was interrupted in the end by a yawn. Seems like Maguro is getting tired too. “Don’t worry your cute head, though. Neither of us have classes tomorrow and you can stay as long as you want. I got you, babe~ ✮”
Klug was about to drink the water when Maguro started being so smooth, causing his cheeks to blush and his jaw to drop. He tried to hide the blushing with his other hand, while Maguro chuckled at how cute that was. “S-Stop that. I’m perfectly fine now, you don’t have to spoil me.”
Another chuckle and a shrug from Maguro. “I can’t help it. I really like to see you happy. And I love you a whole lot! ✮”
In the end, Klug just sighed, a small smile appearing with his blushing pink cheeks. He finally managed to drink the water, but he was still thinking about the nightmare and what would happen if Strange Klug happened again. He suddenly lowered the cup, looking serious and oddly somber. “.....Maguro… If I ever got possessed or acted weird, would you notice?”
Now that was an out of nowhere and strange question, even for Maguro, who usually doesn’t minds weird stuff. He seemed to think about it, but couldn’t connect the dots. Klug recalled, he had told about the possession incident, but never went for too many details about it, so it was possible Maguro didn’t knew that this affected Klug this much.
“I mean… ✮” Maguro begun to speak, a hand scratching his hair. “Earlier, I knew you were upset even before you told me. I may miss stuff easily, but I know you. I think if something like that happened, I would know. ✮”
Klug blinked. Maybe he had said this just to cheer him up, but it was working. Maguro was right in one thing: he knows Klug well. With another sip from the cup, he had drank all the water. “....Thanks. That means a lot.” He spoke lowly but a bit happier.
“Aw, you’re welcome. ✮” Maguro gently pulled the cup away from Klug’s hands and placed it on his nightstand. That done, he sat closer to Klug and pulled him for a gentle kiss on the cheek. “You okay to sleep now or you wanna stay up more?”
“I feel...a.. a bit t-tired.” Klug’s hand reached to pull the collar of his pyjama shirt as he started to blush again. He ended just giggling shyly as Maguro laughed at Klug’s cuteness again.
“I got an idea in case you still feel bad, though. ✮” Maguro scooped himself a bit farther from Klug, then patted a free spot on his bed, right by his side. However, Klug was a bit confused by this gesture. “Lay down here. The idea is to hug the sad out. ✮”
“H-Hug?” Klug repeated, feeling the blush once again. The offer was tempting, but he was feeling hesitant for a lot of reasons and he wasn’t gonna hide it now. “But what about you? You just gonna sleep with me stuck in your arms, with the lights on? What if your parents see this and get angry?? I’m not gonna let you get in trouble!”
Maguro shrugged again. “I mean, it’s just a hug. Not like we gonna make out now. Unless you want to~ ✮” He approached Klug to gently elbowed him with a smirk, but Klug slapped the arm away. “Anyway. I’m still worried about you, to be honest. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure you sleep well. ✮”
Klug just silently got up to his feet and made his way to turn off the lights. Maguro was quiet, imagining that Klug had gotten angry or something, but then he felt a hand on his mattress, close to him. Then it was a body lying next to his, and a familiar head on his chest.
“I… I guess I like this idea. But the lights bother my eyes.” Klug explained, his voice feeling a bit timid to come out. It took him a while to be able to see Maguro in the darkness again, but he felt the other boy adjust himself in the bed a little, then start caressing his hair.
Klug felt more and more sleepy with the petting, letting out a yawn, even if wanted to be awake just a little more. “....Hey Mag- Uh, dear?” He whispered sleepily. “Thank you. I love you.”
“You’re very welcome. I love you too. ✮” Maguro whispered back and leaned closer for a kiss. He was aiming to kiss Klug’s forehead, but the other boy actually tilted his head up a bit so their lips could connect. Klug himself pulled away from the kiss after a few seconds, though. Even if he had gotten brave enough to start it, his courage had a limit. That, and he really wanted to sleep now.
In the silence and warmth, Klug slowly fell asleep on Maguro’s chest. Maguro stayed up a little more, making sure that Klug was going to be okay. A few times, the nerdy boy stirred gently in his sleep, but he seemed to be having just a regular dream this time; as he eventually sleep-whispered something involving Amitie and pranking. Even so, Maguro took a little more time to keep an eye on Klug.
When Klug seemed to start to sigh calmly in his sleep, Maguro relaxed. He was confident things would be okay now, and if another nightmare happened, he would be around again to protect Klug. He still made a mental note to ask Klug what the heck he meant with being possessed in that question, though.
With a final, content and calm sigh, Maguro carefully pulled Klug closer to him. He then grabbed his blanket with a foot and moved it so he could pick it with a hand and cover both of them with it. And finally, he allowed himself to close his eyes and sleep.
It was a Starship Tetra crew visit day; the ship had stopped by Suzuran town a few days ago. The first day, they didn’t talked much to people outside the crew, being too busy with checking on the ship and planning the days out. The other days had been a lot more social, however. Ringo and Tee enjoyed the chance of seeing each other again, while the remaining crew members loved to relax in Suzuran a little and hang out with people here or between each other.
It would be a temporary rest, however, as the crew really needed to visit Ex as soon as possible. But the Keeper had been informed about their small vacation and told them to take their time. This seemed to calm down the pressure they had upon their heads to get out as soon as possible.
Or at least, to everybody except the captain. Tee had been just was serious as ever, despite insisting that he was enjoying the relaxing day.
Now it was the fifth day the crew has been staying over. Tee mentioned he wanted to leave to check on Ex soon, he would just wait until Ai and Risukuma were done with an upgrade in the S.S. Tetra they had been planning together. This would take at most, 2 more days.
Like last time, Ringo wanted to get a few gifts for Tee before he leaves. She had picked up some new candies for him and his crew to try out, as well some fruits. And lots of apples. He had mentioned something about starting to like apples, so she made sure to save up a lot of apples just for him. With two big, slightly heavy bags in each hand, Ringo left her home to reach the roof of Suzuran High, where the ship had landed again. Tee commented that he tried to find a better point to place the ship, but in the end, the roof of the school was just too good to stay on.
Most of the crew was away, doing their own stuff. The only ones still in the roof with the spaceship were Jay and Elle, who had started a prank of dropping eggs on innocent people who approached the school; and Ai and Risukuma, who were working in the ship upgrade.
“Heya!” Ringo greeted the two animal scientists. She kinda wanted to scold Jay and Elle about their pranking, especially because she was sure in some point they would hit a teacher with those, but she feared the possibility of them throwing the eggs at her too. She decided to just ignore that. She’s here for Tee, anyways. “How’s the ship thingy going?”
“Oh, it’s doing just fine, Ringo!” Risukuma beamed with pride. His science knowledge was being really useful for the ship additions, plus he was learning a lot from Ai too. It was a win-win situation. “Ai explained that there was an issue with an engine, which caused the ship to have problems with landing properly. But with those new parts we added, it should be working better now! I still might need to stay over this afternoon to check the ship’s software, though.”
“Good, good.” Ringo nodded as she took a quick look to the ship itself. She couldn’t really tell the difference, but if Risukuma got it covered, she believes in him. “Sorry to change the subject but… is Tee around?”
“Tee? I’m not sure.” Risukuma answered, then turned his head to a window of the spaceship where he yelled. “Hey Ai! Is Tee nearby? Ringo wants to talk to him!”
There was a short silence before the engineer of the Treta showed up from this same window, adjusting his glasses. “Hello, Ringo. I’m afraid the captain isn’t here now. Do you wish to leave those bags here for him to see later?”
Ringo frowned. “I don’t know, I wanted to talk to him too. Do you know where did he went to?”
Now the one frowning was Ai. He placed a hand on his chin and sighed. “I do not. I’m unsure if I should mention this but… the captain had an argument with miss Ess earlier today. While this isn’t something new, he had been acting weird ever since.”
“Acting weird?” Ringo repeated, blinking. With like a flash, she recalled the times she talked to Tee recently. He was a little stressed out due to captain duties, issues with the ship, the need to visit Ex and goodness knows what else. However, he insisted that he was fine, emotionally wise.
And considering how he usually is quite stoic and serious, Ringo believed it. But how honest was Tee being when he said that? “....You know what, Ai? I take your offer to leave this stuff here. I just recalled I need to check something important.”
“Suit yourself.” Ai stretched out a hand to grab a bag while Risukuma picked the other bag. With a quick farewell to Ringo, Ai opened a door to allow Risukuma in, so they could find a place to put the bags.
Now that both her hands were free, Ringo turned around and ran off from the roof. She didn’t knew where the captain was, but she felt in her guts that she had to find him. She also made sure to leave before the creepy twins had the idea of giving her an egg shower.
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Ringo had no idea where Tee could be, at all. There wasn’t many places he knew in this town, and it was very unlikely he would go too far by himself. She had found O before, but the tiny messenger had been communicating with Ex all day and didn’t know his captain’s whereabouts either.
She had checked near her house, the park; asked Maguro and anyone else from the crew she could find. There was still no clue of where Tee was. Ringo was frustrated. Having no evidence to where to do now, she decided to take a small break to rest a little, before looking more.
Once again, she was near her school. Almost an hour had passed, some of the Tetra crew had gone back to the ship. There wasn’t any more falling eggs from the roof, meaning that either somebody finally stopped Jay and Elle, or they just ran out of eggs. Whatever happened, Ringo didn’t mind. It was safe to walk near her school without a surprise egg into her head, that was what was important. There were still a lot eggshells and destroyed egg yolks, though.
With a sigh, Ringo sat down in a bench. This is a mess. She had to find Tee, but there was no sign where he was now. All clues pointed out that something was wrong, but he didn’t wanted to be found. This made her even more worried.
“Darn Tee. Where are you?” Ringo asked to herself, leaning down on the bench and staring at the sky. She could just hear the silence now. The school was open, yes, but most students and teachers were in class now. The place was silent. She could just hear the birds, sometimes a few noises from the people in the roof and…
Uh. There was a familiar voice. A whisper. A whimper.
She tilted her head and looked to a corner of her school. The walls covered a small dark alley. Ringo didn’t went here much, but she had seen Maguro sneaking in there to play games with other classmates before, as well some sneaky students hiding to escape from class. Could it be…
Raising up from her spot, Ringo tiptoed to enter the alley. The first thing that caught her attention was that, after a few careful steps, she found a familiar disc. Her focus was in the disc for just a few seconds, as she quickly saw the owner of this said object. His back and head rested against a wall, his arms hugging his knees. She could be wrong, since the alley was a little dark, but his eyes seemed red.
“.....Tee?” Ringo called, softly. The last thing she wanted now was to scare him off by accident.
With a gasp, Tee quickly ran a hand over his eyes and forced himself to smile as he turned around to look at her. “R-Ringo… I didn’t see you…. Hey.”
Ringo huffed and placed a hand on her waist. “Now, come on. You don’t seem fine. Are you upset?”
He flinched, his mouth open as if he wanted to speak more, but the words were hard to come out. The tears just didn’t stop either, so he wiped out his eyes again as he tried to say something. “M...Me? No, I was just.. I needed some time alone, but I guess I should go back to the Tetra now.”
But before he could even get up, Ringo knelt down near him and held him by the shoulders, forcing Tee to look at her. “Tee, no. I’m worried about you. Ai said you argued with Ess and that you were acting weird.Did she hurt your feelings? I’m not gonna tell her, it’s just between you and me.”
Tee seemed hesitant at first, so Ringo let go of his shoulders. He was silent, but still sitting down while facing her instead of trying to leave. That at least was good. With a short sigh and a sniffle, he placed his hands on his lap. “No, it’s not Ess. She did said some stuff, but I’m used to it. It was just.. something else to the pile, you get me?”
“Ah, yes. You were already feeling bad but Ess was the last straw that broke down everything?” Ringo risked. As a student and daughter of two sellers, she knew well what stress could do to people. Plus, the reminder of how Tee was acting all those days. She only wished she had noticed this sooner.
Tee was a little surprised at how fast she was concluded this, and with a small nod, he confirmed it. “As the captain, I’m used with stress and dealing with a lot of stuff. Don’t think I hide my feelings, though. I have O as a great listener in the ship, he has given me a lot of good advice before…”
A small smile appeared, along with a few more tears. All this time he was speaking, he still cried a little, but it wasn’t stopping him from talking, even if he had to sniffle every now and then. “But... . Things have been hard. The ship issues, we got late to visit Ex…. O felt so bad for letting Ex down, I didn’t had the heart to tell him I also felt awful. Or anyone, for that matter.”
“Aw, Tee.” Ringo offered out a hug with her arms, but he refused with a headshake. Sighing, she placed her hands down too. “It’s not your or O’s faults, though. Sometimes machines just… break. At least, that’s the feeling I get from Risukuma’s inventions or Maguro’s video games.”
He gave out a slight chuckle at this comment, but it didn’t cheered him up for long. “But I’m the captain, Ringo. If something happens to the ship, or heaven forbid, my crew….. I just… I feel like I could have done something or…..” Silence, his head looking down to the floor.
“You can’t blame yourself for everything that happens. Heck, like that other time. You could never imagine Puyos would fall from the sky. You didn’t even knew what a Puyo was!” Ringo tried to comfort once again. But this time there was no replies. Tee just started the floor, tears falling from his cheeks and hitting his lap. It hurt Ringo to see him like that, especially since he had trouble to tell how he felt. She isn’t O, nor she had any idea what O said or did to make Tee feel comfortable to talk.
Sighing, feeling a bit disappointed that she wasn’t doing well but still determined, Ringo placed a hand on his own hand. She noticed his eyes shifting from the floor to his lap; then his head tilting to face her.
“.....I guess a hug sounds nice now.” Tee whispered, his voice heavy.
Smiling gently, Ringo pulled him closer to a hug, which was quickly returned. Tee snuggled closer to her, sobbing softly on her shoulder. In response, one of her hands rubbed small circles on his back, while she looked down to him. His face was visible, but his eyes were closed as the tears fell from his eyes. It got her sweater wet, but she didn’t mind. She would stay with him like that for as long as he needed.
A few minutes had passed. Tee’s sobbing slowly turned turned quiet sniffles. Ringo didn’t move much apart from rubbing his back or turning her head around sometimes to see if somebody was coming. She wondered if the crew or Risukuma were looking for them. Even so, she felt like Tee should have some time to calm down before facing his crew again, especially Ess.
In some point, Ringo looked down to his face again and noticed that Tee, with his eyes closed and a fist close to his cheek, also had a smile on his face. She gently ran a hand on his hair, trying to see if there was any more tears. His face was red from all the crying, but besides that, he seemed fine now.
“Is that a smile I see?” Ringo asked, her voice teasing him a little. Hearing him giggle in response made her laugh softly too. “How do you feel?”
“I guess I feel better. Though my head hurts a little.” Tee replied, opening his eyes. They were also red, so Ringo imagined his headache was from the crying.
Slowly, Tee pulled out from the hug and held his head with a hand, lowly whispering something to himself. Ringo got up to her feet and offered him a hand to help him up, which he accepted after he grabbed his disc again.
“I think I really should get back to the Tetra now. My crew must be worried about me.” Tee muttered out, his eyes looking down with a bit of shame. “T… Thanks so much, though.”
“Hey, no hurry. I could get you some water for your headache. And maybe some ice cream too, it would help with cheering up.” Ringo explained calmly. Besides, she assumed Tee wouldn’t like if his crew saw him with a red face like that. He’d need to do a lot of explaining, which he didn’t knew if he wanted to do for Ess or the twins.
With a lack of response from Tee, Ringo pulled out her cellphone from her pocket. This made him look up to her in a small surprise. “I got Risukuma’s number. He said he’d stay over the entire afternoon in the ship, I can call him over and ask him to tell your crewmates that you’re okay. Does that sounds good?”
Tee quietly looked to the phone, then just nodded. “Do you… Do you know how to make my face less red too?” He inquired, a hand on his cheek. He couldn’t even think of looking himself in a mirror now.
Ringo nodded as well, taking him by the hand and dragging him out of the alley. “Don’t you worry about that. Now let’s just focus on relaxing, okay?”
“That sounds good.” Tee responded, following Ringo out of the alley as she dialed Risukuma’s number. After this, they would be going to Ringo’s house and have the rest of the afternoon to relax, not caring about any captain duty for one day.
Posted a Puyo fic in my Archive of Our own. I dunno if I’m gonna post it here because it turned out way bigger than I originally expected and I prefer to put oneshots here so yea
It’s Klug and Sig friendship, involving Klug being a lil prick and Feli being creepy later on.
{White/Vic Viper is a ship nobody saw it coming but I still love it.
Shoutout to @toadettegirl , who pretty much started this ship and who approved of this fic. Thank you pal! <3
This thing is also in my Archive of Our Own if you wanna check it out. This site needs more Bomberman fics << }
Sniff.
White laid in his bed, covering his entire body, head included, with a blanket. After insisting on training in middle of a rainy day, he woke up with the heck of a cold. All he did the entire day was lay down and suffer from a combo of fever, coughing and headaches.
His siblings were trying to enjoy the day off, but at the same time, they worried about the oldest Bomberman brother. White is usually so healthy and takes care of everything well, it felt weird to not have him around today. One thing that didn’t help their worries the fact that White seemed to be having trouble to eat; eating just a bit of soup and then claiming he had already enough of food.
In White’s absence, Black and Pretty teamed up to watch over and take care of the younger siblings, while Pink and Blue went out to buy cold medicine. Sometimes there was nobody to give White company, but he didn’t mind much. He knew his siblings were awfully busy, and this was his fault to begin with.
That’s why he insisted on not calling for their help much, even if he really needed it. And now he needed it. But it’s not important.
“Ugh...” White muttered, pulling the blanket off. He didn’t care that he could barely stay up, he needed some tissues and he was going to get them! Trembly, he set a foot down and tried to get up. Darn, why is everything so hard when you feel this sick?
White was almost managing to get up from the bed when “WHITE!”
He flinched. He looked to the door, where the scream came from. It wasn’t from one of his siblings. No, it was Vic Viper. Since... Since when he was here??
“Vi… Vic Viper…?” White questioned, not moving from his sitting spot in the bed. He was a trembling mess, both from the illness and from.. his crush on Vic - even if the feelings were returned, he still felt a little shy around the other Bomber. He didn’t expect to see Vic here, especially because last time White checked, Vic had returned to Planet Gradius. Which is in another galaxy.
“What are you doing? Your brother Black told me you’re sick. And you don’t look good…” Vic explained, slowly walking inside the room. He stopped near White’s bed and placed a hand on his forehead, letting out a hiss when he felt how hot White was, because of the fever. “You shouldn’t get up. It’s kinda chilly outside, you will get worse.”
“Ah….” White began to speak, but between his fever and his heart pounding, it was hard for him to focus. Eventually, he fell down back to the pillow, the sickness was too much for him to stand up. He wondered if he would pass out on the floor if he had managed to walk out of his room before.
Vic jumped, quickly rushing to see if White was awake. He grew out a sigh of relief and covered the other Bomber with his blanket. Then he placed a hand on White’s head, gently patting him for comfort. “Are you okay, White?”
“...Not really.” White whispered, slightly pained. He didn’t wanted to worry Vic, but he couldn’t lie about this either. “You should leave, I could infect you with my cold….”
Vic shook his head, his free hand pressed a button on the side of his head, which made his visor get up. With his face clear, he quickly placed a kiss on White’s forehead. “I’m a spaceship. It’s harder for me to catch viruses like those. If anything, I’m the best Bomber to take care of you now.”
White was going to say something, but only a squeak came out. His face was already slightly red from the fever, but now he was also blushing, slowly turning him into Red.
“Oh goodness.” Vic tilted his head and pressed the button again, lowering down his visor. He waited a few minutes to White to calm down. He understands. He also feels kinda timid around White when they hang out and they sometimes had to give Vic a few minutes to recover from a bout of shyness.
After White’s squeaking ended, Vic gently patted his head again. “Do you need anything, dear?”
White had a bit of a heavy breathing at the word ‘dear’. Yes, technically they are dating, but he still couldn’t believe a great guy like Vic had such cute pet names for him. “I… I need tissues. And I guess I could eat a little too.”
Vic nodded and got up. “I’ll be right back. Anything else before I go, though?” White shook his head in response, so Vic made his way out of the room.
Now White was alone in his room again. He let out a sigh, the fever and thoughts about what had just happened got into his mind a little. He was grateful to have company, especially Vic’s company, but he feared the possibility of being a burden for the other Bomber. The last thing he wanted was Vic getting annoyed at him now.
Plus, what even he was doing here, considering he comes from so far? Also, why is it so hot in this room? Wait, that’s his fever, actually. Welp, maybe he needed more help than he realized.
“...Hey.” Vic called, stepping inside the room with a bowl of soup in both hands and a tissue box under an arm.
White just blinked at him, until he recalled that he can’t eat while lying down, so he forced himself to sit up, his blanket falling into his legs. Vic managed to place the tissue box on a nightstand near the bed and then sat on the bed, in front of White. “Can you eat on your own or do I have to…”
“I-I can do it on my own!” White interrupted, grabbing the bowl. First things first, he pulled a tissue and gave his nose a big blow. Amazing how sniffy you could get from a cold, even without an actual nose. After this, he threw the used tissue into a garbage bin.
He then looked down, feeling his stomach growl lightly. It was hard to tell either he is hungry or not. Either way, eating is a bit hard when you’re sick like that. But this didn’t stop him from grabbing the spoon and eating the best he could. Vic just sat here and smiled. White is just too cute for this world.
“...Vic. Do you mind if I asked, uh.” White stopped eating a bit to speak. His lack of appetite was starting to get to him, as well. “I’m happy to see you but.. what are you doing here? You live so far, you probably didn’t come here for me..”
Vic shushed White before he could continue and sat the closest of White that he could, careful to not drop the bowl of soup. “I did come here for you, yeah. Actually, I had received a mission in Planet Brainwave, but then I figured I could take the chance to visit you too. I.. missed you. A whole lot.”
White’s blushing returned. He really missed Vic too, so it was delight to see him, especially now that he needed company. He ate one last sip of soup before placing the spoon down and getting ready to grab the bowl to hand it away.
“...You’re not gonna eat more? There’s still a lot of soup left.” Vic asked, a little worried. While he didn’t wanted to force White to eat more if he didn’t want to, he was usually such a health enthusiast, who talked about eating well.
“I.. don’t know.” White muttered, his voice weak. “I’m sorry I… I feel more tired than anything. It’s so weird to be sick.”
“Hey, you don’t have to apologize. It’s not like you wanted to get sick on purpose.” Vic spoke as he placed a hand on White’s shoulder. Even if it kinda was White’s fault, for insisting on training in a rainy day, but Vic didn’t know that. “If you rather sleep now, it’s perfectly fine. I can take the soup to the kitchen for you.”
“I… But you came from so far, I don’t wanna leave you alone....” White’s voiced trailed off, feeling a little embarrassed to keep up with his sentence.
Vic shook his head and carefully picked the bowl out of White’s hands. “White, I did came here for you. But now I know you’re sick, I wanna do my best to help you to recover. If it means I need to leave you sleep for a few hours, I don’t mind. You should take care of yourself too.”
White just nodded and dove inside the blanket, yawning softly. All he wanted was to nap a little. Sometime soon, Pink and Blue would arrive home and insist for him to take some medicine, why not rest a little while he waits?
“......” White laid his head in the pillow, but then tilted it up a little so he could see Vic. “..Vic? Thank you for.. the company. I hope you can stay a little more.”
Vic smiled gently - the best he could, without a mouth, at least. Gently, moving the bowl away from White and pressing the button from his vision again, he bended over and kissed White’s cheek. “Of course I can stay more. I love you, White.”
“I love you too.” White blushed a little, but he didn’t had much energy to keep his eyes open or say something more. He just fell asleep, smiling and feeling warm inside. But this time, not warm because of the fever.
{This is VERY self indugent but if you’re in mood for some brotherly cute, go ahead and read I guess lmao}
White took a look at the clock and sighed. It was almost 1am. He had decided to stay up a little to work on bills and check what they needed to buy, food and material wise. He usually goes to bed earlier, so he can get up and train at least at 7am in the next day. This wasn’t going to be the case tomorrow. Not that he minded though, even White needs a break sometimes.
After organizing some stuff in the kitchen, where he had been for almost 3 hours; White went to the bathroom. Things done here, he went upstairs, aiming for his room. Despite the tiredness, he still walked slowly as he passed by his siblings’ rooms, in case one of them was awake and needed something.
He was happy to hear that his siblings were asleep by now. Some of them were snoring, some were quiet and peaceful. When he was approaching Black’s room, he expected to hear him muttering stuff about his coolness in his sleep.
However, no muttering came from the room. Not even snoring - yes, Black snores, no matter how much he insists he doesn’t. White could hear his brother’s voice, but it was quiet. He stayed near the door and placed a ear to try to hear Black. He could swear he heard a sob.
Now White had gone ‘Big bro mode’. Quickly, he knocked on the door, hearing a familiar gasp from inside the room. Black didn’t say anything in return, White getting a little more worried.
“Black..?” White called, audible enough for Black to hear it, but quiet enough to not wake up another sibling by accident. “Are you okay? May I come in?”
After another gasp, Black responded. “Y-Yeah. Come in.” His tone of voice was sad, instead of his usual confident and smooth voice.
White just got more worried as he pushed the door to get in. The room was dark, save for a bit of light coming from the hallway. Black didn’t really say anything as his older brother come inside the room. Something was really wrong.
“…May I turn on the lights?” White asked. He wanted to see his brother now, but also close the door to give him some privacy. Plus, the hallway’s light wasn’t really allowing White to see much in the room.
Black gave out what sounded like a sniffle, White’s head tilted in surprise and worry. “Sure. Whatever you want.” Came the quiet reply.
As White turned the light and looked in direction of Black’s bed, his worry was confirmed. He had red eyes from crying, though it seemed like he had tried to wipe off his tears when he heard White coming. Not that he could hide this kind of stuff from the oldest Bomberman Brother. He just knows.
“Oh Black..” White muttered soothingly. The last thing he wanted was the other Bomber to get shy from being caught in a moment like that. He sat down on the bed, next to Black and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Black whispered, a hand wiping out more falling tears. It was pointless though. White knew. And the crying just didn’t stop. “I mean, it’s dumb.”
“No, it’s not. What is it? Did you had a nightmare?” White risked. He remembered the times when they both were children and Black had nightmares. He always was stubborn to admit it, but White always knew. He was the only one who Black felt 100% confident to talk about nightmares.
“…..Yeah. How do you always guess that?” Black questioned with a sniff escaping.
“Two things: Big brother instinct and past experiences.” White smiled. Gently, he wrapped an arm around Black and pulled him closer to a hug, allowing his brother’s head to rest on his chest. His arms held on Black tightly, one of the hands rubbing small circles around his back.
The room was silent. Black stayed in White’s arms, sobbing quietly for a few minutes. White was tired, yeah, but his sleep could wait. Not like he was going to do anything big tomorrow. His only concern was if Red and Green woke him up early as part of a prank, again.
“…..White?” Black called, his head still down. White just gave out a curious 'hmm?’ In response, too focused on the comforting embrace. “You.. you would never kick me out, would you?”
White’s eyes widened in shock. He didn’t break the hug, but he moved in a way he could see Black’s head. “No, of course not. Why do you… was that what you dreamed about?”
“Yeah, sort of.” Black answered, sniffing again. His nightmare had a lot of stuff, but in short, it summed up as White kicking Black out because he was too lazy and useless to be a hero with his siblings. But, he didn’t felt like he was in condition to word everything that had happened. Too much sadness and tiredness at once.
“Black…. Listen to me.” White placed a hand on Black’s chin and gently pushed his head up so he would face his older brother. “You’re my brother, I will never ever kick you out. Sure, one day you might move out, want your own life; but if this day happens, it will be when you’re ready for it. Until then, I want you here, where I know you’re safe and well. I love you, brother.”
Black’s eyes got a little more teary, but from joy, this time. Shaking his head a little, he managed to swipe White’s hand off, and threw himself into another hug with his brother. “I.. I loh.. Love you.. too.” He muttered between sniffles and gasps.
Giggling silently, White patted his brother’s back. He gave Black a short moment of silence to recover his breath. “It’s pretty late. If you want to, I can stay here until you fall asleep. What do you think?” He suggested, his voice gentle.
A head tilt from his brother in his arms. “Aren’t you sleepy? You usually sleep like, 8pm.” Black asked, chuckling a little from the last comment.
“Hey, if you showed up for training like I do, you’d need to sleep earlier too!” White quickly defended himself. But in the end, he just laughed with Black. He did sleep really, really early indeed.
“Fair enough. Then again, the training makes me all sweaty. I need to look good even when I’m fighting!” Black added, slowly pushing away from the hug. Seems like he is cheering up. He’s already making comments about his looks!
White rolled his eyes and got up to his feet. “Alright, Bomber Charming. But answer my question, do you want me to stay over with you?”
Black nodded. “I’m okay now but… I guess company would be nice. It would be like our sleepovers when we were kids, White. Remember?”
“Oh my.. You’re right!” White beamed, his eyes shiny. He and Black didn’t had a sleepover, just the two of them, in ages. Then again, they still had this kind of stuff with their other siblings, but it would still be good to have a solo hangout, just the two oldest Bombers. “I’ll just grab some stuff and I’m all set!”
And with an approving nod from Black, White went to his room and picked up a mattress, pillow and a blanket, taking turns to carry everything. Black was patient to wait until White had set everything down and get his mattress ready; as well turn off all lights from the hallway and Black’s room.
Afterwards, Black had a flashlight in hands, wanting to do like when he and White were kids and stay up telling dumb inside jokes to each other. However, when Black looked to White’s mattress, he saw that the oldest Bomber had fallen asleep, right after covering himself with his blanket. Maybe the bills thing had been more tiring than Black thought.
“….Goodnight, Big bro. You deserve a lot of rest.” Black whispered, turning off the flashlight and got himself ready to sleep.
New idea for a topic for a To do list: “Stories with my underrated favorite characters that I should write because other people don’t care about them and I need more content about them like DAMN”
So yeah, I got an account here. It’s under a similar name of my writing blog, Quilly Glitterpillar
So far htere’s nothing new posted yet, I only posted that Ososan fic I already posted in @quilly-glitterpillar and I mostly posted it to see how posting stuff in this site works. The site is fairly simple to use (minus the category stuff which confuses me a bit, but I’ll get used to it eventually) so I’ll surely post more stuff here. If you wanna subscribe me, go ahead!
{Hey it was only a matter of time until I started writing Osomatsu San fics :v
This was inspired by the response of an ask from @enderon
Also Choromatsu I’m so sorry. I swear I love you but somebody had to suffer and you won this time.}
When one of your brothers is an oddball by nature, you're bound to get some surprises from him. Not all of them are happy or funny though. Since the last time they all caught a cold, they have been scared shitless of upcoming winter. Sure, their mom had made Jyushimatsu promise to never do the shrinking thing again, but this didn't protected them from any other random idea he could have to cure his brothers' possible illnesses.
Jyushimatsu was very hyperative today. He had gotten tickets for a baseball game as a gift via a letter from his girl friend who had moved away. He just couldn't wait to see the game. During his bat game with Ichimatsu, he had swung the bat so strongly he accidently sent Ichimatsu flying away. Ichimatsu himself didn't mind it much, of course; but it's not nice to fling your brothers away.
It was nighttime and even asleep, Jyushimatsu was energetic. He was moving a lot in his sleep and as always, he was smiling widely. It had gotten to a point where none of his brothers could sleep because he kept pulling the futon away or he muttered something in his sleep.
“Hustle hustle... Muscle muscle...” Jyushimatsu whispered in his sleep. The fact he did that while smiling made this creepier than it already was.
"Guys I swear...." Choromatsu begun, annoyed over the fact he was the one closest to Jyushimatsu. "He's creeping me out. We should do something to stop him."
"Weeeeeell I did suggest we tie him up and then untie him when he's awake, but you insisted that 'this is not something you should do to your own brother' so...." Osomatsu responded. While he was also a bit scared of Jyushimatsu now, he was more tired of Choromatsu's bullshit than anything, if he had to be honest.
"Thank god we didn't let Jyushimatsu nii-san eat any sweets, though. Imagine how he would be now with a sugar rush!" Todomatsu commented. He was really considering moving from his usual spot to sit in the middle of Karamatsu and Ichimatsu, that way he could be more protected.
"Hey brothers, I don't know if it's that bad." Karamatsu spoke up, which resulted on Choromatsu glaring him for this comment. "I mean, he has stopped moving so much. I'm sure he'll calm down soon."
Osomatsu rolled his eyes, he didn't needed another brother's bullshit now. "Listen here Shittymat-"
"EEK!" Choromatsu shrieked softly, which interrupted a possible argument between his older brothers.
The remaining four brothers looked at Choromatsu's direction and to their shock, Jyushimatsu had not only gotten up, but started to perform an octopus hold in Choromatsu. While sound asleep. And smiling. Choromatsu whimpered in his younger brother's grip but was holding himself to not yell. Legend says you shouldn't wake up a person when they are sleepwalking so he focused on screaming internally.
The four brothers were wide eyed and completetly scared now. Todomatsu had finally ran from his spot and pressed himself against Karamatsu and Ichimatsu. If Karamatsu wasn’t hugging him and begun to pat his back in comfort, he would have probably started to cry now. Osomatsu pulled a bit of the futon to hide half of his face with it. Ichimatsu just watched quietly, just like he watched his brothers talk before.
Finally, after a while, Jyushimatsu calmed down and let go of Choromatsu. Choromatsu crawled away from him and closer to his other brothers and fell down in the futon, breathing uneasily and whimpering a bit more. Osomatsu took a quick look to Jyushimatsu, while the others went to Choromatsu's support. Unsurpringly, Jyushimatsu was sleeping deeply and still smiling.
"Are you okay, Choromatsu nii-san??" Todomatsu asked scaredly as he looked down to his third oldest brother. Karamatsu was now gently patting Choromatsu’s trembling head to calm him down.
"Hey Choromatsu, do you want to switch places tonight?" Ichimatsu questioned in his usual slightly monotone tone.
To answer both his brothers, Choromatsu shakely nodded to Todomatsu and muttered something in the lines of "go fuck yourself" to Ichimatsu. Ichimatsu seemed a bit offended, as he was being serious about the offer, but didn’t say anything else.
Osomatsu slowly turned back to his brothers and asked, mostly to Choromatsu. "So... can I tie him up now?"
“No, no tying anyone up.” Karamatsu replied a bit angrily. Osomatsu said a curse under his breath to him in response, but Karamatsu seemed to ignore it. “We need to figure out a better way to sleep without facing another Jyushimatsu attack.”
“Maybe... maybe one of us could stay up a bit and watch Jyushimatsu.” Choromatsu suggested. He was still a bit shaken up about the incident, but the fact he had stopped to shiver so much was a sign he was recovering from the scare.
“Good idea, Choromatsu. We could also take turns to watch Jyushimatsu for the night.” Karamatsu gently patted his younger brother’s head a few final times as he spoke. “Who should go first? Choromatsu doesn’t counts, let’s give him a break.”
Todomatsu smiled in a way which was both cute and mean at the same time, somehow. “Osomatsu nii-san should go first. Since he is the oldest, he should watch over and protect the younger ones.”
“Are you kidding me, Totty?” Osomatsu muttered in annoyance. “I’m not doing that. If you guys don’t want to tie Jyushimatsu up, let’s just build a high security, bulletproof room for him to sleep in!”
“Osomatsu nii-san, don’t be ridiculous. Jyushimatsu has the right to sleep with all of his brothers.” Karamatsu commented as he crossed his arms. “Besides, we don’t have enough money to actually build a room like that.”
“Okay, Shittymatsu. Then why don’t you stay up and watch him first?” Osomatsu challenged with a sly grin.
Karamatsu, however, smiled fondly at this suggestion. “I would love to! Anything for my brothers! You guys okay with it?”
This was met with no protests. Karamatsu then allowed Choromatsu to sleep in his spot in the futon since after what happened, he was afraid of sleeping near Jyushimatsu. And with his brothers sleeping peacefully, convinced they were safe now, Karamastu sat down in the floor and watched over his brothers, especially Jyushimatsu.
Karamatsu would have stayed the entire night awake to make sure his brothers are okay, but around 3 am Ichimatsu woke up for some reason - he claimed it was because he had to pee, but Karamatsu didn't see him go to the bathroom so he wasn't sure if this was true - and he insisted Karamatsu should rest. After a small fight, he accepted, feeling actually too tired to keep this up. He literally fell asleep in Ichimatsu's spot.
Eventually, Ichimatsu got tired of watching people sleep and he threw himself on the futon (and over his brothers) and curled himself up like a cat. Osomatsu woke up pissed and threw a pillow at him; but instead of getting angry, Ichimatsu took the pillow and hug it as he fell asleep. Karamatsu and Choromatsu were too deep in sleep to be awaken and Todomatsu had to use the bathroom so he would have waken up even if Ichimatsu didn’t do the cat thing.
Since it was starting to get light outside - as it was around 5, 6am - Todomatsu wasn’t afraid of going to the bathroom by his own, and Osomatsu used this as an excuse to make Todomatsu watch over Jyushimatsu for the rest of the night. At first, it seemed Todomatsu was going to do that, but after he returned from the bathroom, he managed to gently push a sleeping Osomatsu closer to Jyushimatsu and sneaked into his older brother’s spot, where he slept peacefully.
Fortunately, after what happened to Choromatsu, there was no other Jyushimatsu accidents for the rest of the night. Jyushimatsu was the first to wake up and he was surprised by the weird out of order position his brothers were sleeping. He accidently woke up his brothers, which resulted in a small fight between them as Osomatsu got pissed at Todomatsu and Ichimatsu for last night.
After things had calmed down, Osomatsu and Karamatsu explained to Jyushimatsu what had happened. Jyushimatsu apologized profundly to Choromatsu and tried to explain what he was dreaming when he did the octopus hold, but Choromatsu gived up trying to understand it and just went to get ready to start the day.
It seemed Jyushimatsu would only calm down after seeing the baseball game, so Choromatsu had made very clear that until after the day of that game, he refused to sleep near Jyushimatsu again. Luckily, Ichimatsu’s offer to switch places with him still standed.
{Lego Batman fanfic? Lego Batman fanfic. I love this movie a lot.
SPOILER WARNING! I don’t exactly spoil the movie’s plot, but I referenced a lot of jokes from the movie. If you didn’t see the movie yet and want to read it, I warned you. Proceed with care.
I also apologize if this story is actually a bit boring story lol I wrote it mostly to get used to Batman and Robin’s characters/get used to this universe’s setting}
Dark. Any stories about Batman should start with dark. He's the Dark Knight, for crying out loud!
It was still dark when Batman and his crew were finished with their crime fighting routine. Truth be told, today had been a slow night. Most criminals of Gotham City were either in jail - for the time being, they had plans of escaping again soon - or were probably planning some new big stealing scheme. Batman wanted to stay and look around for criminals for the rest of the night, but Barbara insisted that it was pointless, since the biggest criminals of the moment were already been caught and the police could handle anything else that showed up in the city.
Batman, Alfred and Robin were already in the Wayne Manor. Batman didn't cared about what time it was now. It was way earlier than it should be, for him to be home, and that was enough for him. He was cranky enough to not want to go to bed. And him staying up was enough to make Robin want to stay up too. Alfred knew this was going to be a long night.
"Can you two believe it? I thought we were past the 'she's the new commissary, she and the police can do whatever they want' thing. I'm Batman! I could help a lot more than the police!" Batman started to rant again. He had used the 'I'm Batman, I do what I want' argument at least twenty times tonight. Neither Barbara nor Alfred were having any of that.
"Master Bruce, I think you're overeacting a little." Alfred replied with his usual calm, somewhat stoic tone. He was carrying a tray with drinks, one of the cups was juice for Dick.... whenever he excitedly ran to. “Miss Barbara said she and the police can take care of the city just fine tonight. Besides..."
"Last time the police tried to handle things by their own, The Joker brought creatures from the Phantom Zone to Gotham City!" Batman interrupted, snapping a bit, before grabbing a cup from Alfred's tray. After taking a sip, he seemed to calm down a bit. Alfred sure knew what kind of tea calmed his nerves the most. ".....okay, the Joker thing happened because of me, but still....."
Alfred was at least happy Bruce admitted the Joker incident was his fault. He had started to get slightly more humble after this incident, even though he still had moments of greatness. Then again, he is Batman, so he is allowed to have moments like that sometimes. "You know, sir; I was going to say you could take this chance to spend some time with Master Dick. He needs to spend some time with you which doesn't envolves fighting crime."
".....Why? He loves to fight crime with me. It surely counts as a father and son bonding moment." Batman asked. Maybe it wasn't the most "normal" father and son activity, but to him, it felt like a good bonding time. He would never forget the day Robin punched a criminal on his own. Batman was so proud of him, he wished he had taken a picture of the exact moment.
"Even so, you two need to spend some time doing other activities. He's not just your sidekick, he's your son. He should have some good memories of you as a dad, and not just memories of you as Batman." Alfred concluded his train of thought.
Batman was speechless for a moment. At first, he wasn't sure what was so wrong with Dick only having memories of him as Batman. But eventually, he caught on what Alfred meant. Even if having superhero Batman as a dad was awesome, Dick needed to spend some calm time with his dad too. Alfred raising Bruce wasn't all about his life as Batman, so Bruce raising Dick shouldn't be all about Batman either.
"......May I still wear the mask, though?" Batman suddenly asked.
"I'm sure Master Dick wouldn't mind that." Alfred replied with a chuckle.
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Dick's familiar cheerful voice echoed through the Manor, as he bounced down the stairs. It seemed he had ran off to his room, to change from his Robin clothes to his civilian clothes. And he only did that because Alfred told him to stop doing the "RIP" thing so often. Everytime he did it, Alfred had to sew his clothes back again.
"Oh, hello Master Dick. I made you some juice." Alfred spoke as he moved closer to show the tray to Dick. He couldn't help but smile as he watched the boy happily take the cup and drink a long sip of the juice.
"Thank you!" He responded after he suddenly lowered the cup. Dick then bounced closer to his superhero dad, almost dropping some of his juice on the floor. "Hey dad! Today was really fun, right?? I mean, it's a shame we had to go home so early but we still did a lot!"
"Yes, we sure did." Batman replied a bit awkwardly. He wasn't sure what father and son thing he would do with Dick. Sure, the kid wasn't picky and would be happy with whatever he would do with his cool dad, but this whole parenting thing was really new to Batman. "Hey uh, kid. I was thinking, maybe we could hang out a bit?"
Dick's eyes widened in joy. "Oh my gosh! You mean, go in dressup, just me and Batman??? Or in one of your Bruce parties?"
"You're too young for either of those!" Batman glared at his adopted son. However, he quickly managed to collect his thoughts and keep his cool. "No, I meant we could just chill a bit. No superhero stuff, just... relax for the night. A father and son only moment. What do you think?"
"I would love to! I always love to spend time with my batdad!" Dick replied excitedly and proceed to hug his dad, forgetting for a moment that he was holding a cup of juice. That fell on Batman, causing him to yell about the drink getting his cape dirty. "Ops! I'm sorry!"
"I'll get this cleaned up." Alfred muttered as he slowly walked to another room to get cleaning products and a clean clothing to Bruce. He didn't mind the extra tiny work, he was just happy Bruce and Dick were going to spend some quality time together.
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Dick was sitting down in the dining room, waiting for his dad to show up for their father and son bonding time. After he accidentally gave Batman a juice shower, he left to change his clothes. He told Dick to stay in the dining room so they could decide what they would do tonight.
Dick wasn't sure what he wanted to do. He had been living in the Manor for a little while now and most of what he and his dad did were fight crime. They did hang out every now and then, but most of the time, with Alfred and/or Barbara. He couldn't wait to see what his cool superhero dad had planned!
So he waited. And waited. Maybe his dad was taking longer than he expected, maybe he was so excited he couldn't wait until Batman showed up. Dick didn't wanted to seem impatient, so he decided to just find something to do to spend time. Since the gallery of family pictures was nearby, he went to the wall to take a look at the pictures a bit.
His favorite picture was the selfie he took with Batman, Barbara - as Batgirl - and Alfred, right after their successful first mission as a family. He also loved how Batman liked this picture enough to put it on the wall. The wall had mostly pictures of Batman himself, as well pictures of his parents. Though he had slowly started to place more pictures of Dick, Barbara and even Alfred on the wall, the newer pictures were still outnumbered by the older ones.
Dick had mixed feelings about the old pictures. They were a reminder that his dad knew his pain about being an orphan. Except Bruce had been luckier than him. After his parents died, he had no one to raise him in his old home - that he barely remembered. He was still lucky enough that Bruce had accidentally adopted him one night.
Suddenly, he felt something touching his shoulder.
"Kid? Hey you oka-"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Dick jumped and without thinking, proceed to punch, kick, slap, any sort of attack he knew. If Batman had taught him anything, was to not let his guard down at the sight of a threat.
He only noticed this said "threat" was actually Batman himself - wearing his red robe and his cowl - when he caught one of Dick's hands to stop him. Ops. "DICK! It's me! Batman!"
Dick blinked confused for a moment, catching his breath and quickly realizing what he did. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, dad! I was worried it was a bad guy."
In the end, Batman had to smile. His son was learning his ways of fighting so fast... "It's okay, kid. I have to give you some credit, you reacted quite quickly. If it was a criminal, I think you would have defended yourself just fine."
Dick couldn't help but blush a bit. He was still getting used to Batman himself to tell him good things. He noticed that his dad was now looking at the pictures on the wall. "I was just... looking a bit and thinking."
"Heh, that's alright." Batman sounded a bit more... quiet than usual. Maybe it was part of his "Dead parents crisis" that Alfred warned Dick about.
"Uh, padre? Everything okay?" Dick called up worriedly, carefully placing a hand on his father's arm.
Batman was a bit more quiet for a while, until he looked down at Dick. "Yes, it is. Looking back at those pictures brings back some memories. And it helps me remember not only why I became Batman, but part of why I still do the superhero thing, after all those years."
Silence.
"I can imagine how you felt." Dick muttered, trying to comfort. "I mean, I didn't do the superhero thing until you adopted me but... I get the whole orphan thing."
Batman nodded, smiling a little about Dick’s comment and attempt of comforting him. "My parents' death is why I became Batman, but you know the biggest reason why I still do it?"
"....because you're Batman and you can do everything?" Dick asked innocently.
"Besides that." Batman quickly replied. Though saying that everything could be answered with 'because he's Batman' wasn't so wrong. "Now, more than ever, I have bigger reasons to be a hero. Now I actually have a family again, one that I care about, that I must protect, but that I know I can count on. Alfred, Barbara and you, Dick."
Dick couldn't help but smile brightly. "I surely feel the same way, dad! You're my favorite orphan and superhero and I would do anything to help you!" He bounced closely to Batman and pulled him into a hug, forgetting completly that his dad still doesn't likes hugs.
Batman, however, returned the hug. He would be lying if he said he couldn't use a quick hug now. He had to admit, he needed Dick as much as the boy needed him. That was why they worked really well together. After a short while of hugging, Batman himself broke the silence and gently pulled Dick away. "Okay, enough of this sappy nonsense."
"Love you too dad!" Dick giggled and backed off to give Batman some space. "So, what are we doing for father and son bonding?"
"Uh.... Actually, I was thinking of asking you that. I couldn't think of anything." Batman admitted. He could almost everything. He was only slightly bad at parenting, and he was a little afraid of disappointing Dick. "I mean, the whole 'pictures of my parents' thing distracted me."
Dick looked at the wall pictures a little, as if he was thinking of something. Batman got confused, a bit worried for a moment, wondering if he said something wrong. "I had an idea, padre." He suddenly spoke, which caught his dad's attention even more. "Why we don't have a little slumber party here? Then you can talk about those pictures a bit. It would be like a nostalgia party!"
"Nostalgia... party?" Batman repeated, slowly getting used to the idea. Alfred would often tell Dick some stories about Batman's life, parents and earlier missions, but he imagined hearing stories from the superhero himself was much better. "That sounds really nice, kid. It almost makes me want to include this idea in the 'Good ideas other people besides Batman had' count. Almost."
Dick beamed. "Hey! We should do that more times and even maybe call grandpa too next time! You know, when he's not so busy with his butlery stuff."
"Yes, probably." Batman agreed as he guided his son to sit on the large dining table. Maybe even Barbara could join them next time. Even if Batman imagined she would only tell random police stories.
And so, the two of them spent hours of the night talking about previous Batman adventures, memories, and anything else that would come to mind. Every now and then Dick would remember something funny that happened when he lived in the orphanage, like one time he tried to climb a tree to catch a bat-merchandise that got stuck here - and when he did manage to get it, the thing accidently fell into another kid’s hands. Batman made a mental note of giving Dick some bat-merchandise on his birthday,
Around the time the clock struck midnight, Dick ended up falling asleep in the dining table. Batman himself was starting to get a bit tired of talking, so he didn’t mind this much. Gently, albeit a bit awkwardly since he wasn’t used to carry a kid, he scooped Dick closely and proceed to carry him, bridal style, making his way to the boy’s bedroom. Later, he was sure a delicious lobster was waiting for him....
HEY WHO WANTS TO HEAR SOME OC SHIT??? Nobody? Okay then, I'll ramble anyway because you can't stop me you can ignore me tho
On Read more, stuff about the Magical trio (Tik Tok, Luke and Jester)
Tik Tok
She’s Father Time’s apprentice/daughter. She’s his adopted daughter though.
She’s not 100% sure she’s adopted. I mean, she is sure she isn’t his birth daughter because she knows he never had sex/a wife/a girlfriend but she kinda assumes he created her via magic. He didn’t. Her birth parents left her.
Her powers are basically the ability of slowing time down in a small area around her (time still works in normal speed working of that area tho)
She’s kinda selfish tbh
She’s nice enough to actually read and study shit about psychology because her best friend has anxiety and her younger brother has Batman dead parents issues
In non-7D/Original canon, Tik Tok is actually a nickname. If she isn’t good pals with you, however, you’ll never know her real name.
In fact, only Luke calls her by real name. And Father Time, when he’s pissed at her.
Parties are her favorite thing in the whole world, especially if all her friends are around to party
She’s a teenanger, in human years she’s like 17. Her actual age is around 1000 years old tho
Headcanon voice: Nicki Minaj. Or Maybe Cree Summer?
Luke
Again, he’s Irish, but he’s NOT a leprechaun
He makes that very clear because sometimes assholes show up in his house like “Hey where’s my pot of gold motherfcker”
Luke is the luck guardian and his powers are basically to give people good (or bad) luck. He can also bless lucky charms so people will be lucky even if he’s away
And yes, he can curse people to be unlucky. He usually does that with people who pisses him off. He usually only curses them for min one day max one week tho.
Unlike Tik Tok, he’s very very selfless
You know those people who are so generous they can and will give you the clothing they are wearing to you because you commented you feel a bit cold? That’s Luke.
He has anxiety which shows up as unnecessary worry in the worst moments (usually in a social event or in the middle of the night), fatigue, some muscle issues and even panic attacks depending of how Luke is, mentally wise.
He’s like 25 years old in human years
Yep, he’s the oldest of the Magical trio, but he’s the shortest, lmao.
Heacanon voice: Jacksepticeye
Jester
Jester is a Dimension Wanderer, which is, in short, a magician who can visit different dimensions (or alternative universes). His powers aren’t fully developed yet, though
He’s Father Time’s other adopted kid and Tik Tok’s adoptive lil brother
His birth parents went missing while exploring a dimension and nobody has found them ever since. People in general assume they died.
Jester however, thinks they will be back someday. He has no concept of death
He’s a kid okay don’t crush his innocence
He loves and looks up to Tik Tok and Luke like, a lot. He wants to be just like they when he grows up
In Modern-nonMagical AU - where Luke dyes his hair and Tik Tok has a tattoo - Jester wants to both dye his hair and get a tattoo too. They both are like “NO YOU DON’T WANT IT”
Jester has no sense of fashion, he just wears all sort of colorful clothes he thinks it looks nice
In human years, he’s like 6 years old. Like Tik Tok, in actual age, he’s much older tho (probably around 60 yo)
