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Day 6 - OC × Canon blurb.

Tonight has been nothing but awful for me and my mental health, so to calm my brain..I wrote something of my OC, Astroman and Sunshine. This takes place the night before the whole Checkmate stuff in Nisei, and I thought, instead of Mantaro; why not have Sunshine and Astroman interact. I need something more comforting in my life right now, so I hope you all enjoy this. Also I apologize for how short it is, again tonight has been difficult and I can't get myself to write a whole lot.

The night was young in Tokyo, only a sleep away before Terry the Kids’ first real match. Sunshine, the man behind the plan, was enjoying his night before such a showdown, his rough body covered thanks to his large, long coat and despite his rather impressive disguise; a familiar voice would still call out to him from the entrance of the takoyaki bar.

“An expensive meal before a big match? You never change, Sun.”

The blocky man turned in his stool to see the angular shaped lava lamp, Astroman. Sunshine grins, pleased to see the man who helped with training his new students. “Speak for yourself, you haven't aged a bit. I'm a tad jealous!” Sunshine laughed, before speaking once more. “Join me, Astroman.”

Without a second thought, Astroman accompanied the seat besides Sunshine. If he had eyes, they'd be narrowing and gazing at Sunshines' arms, he noticed how weak and frail they seemed. It worried him, and he worried that the heat from his body would only worsen things. Was it really okay for Astroman to be this close to Sunshine? Despite his clear love for the sandy man, he knew it would be better to keep his distance, for Sunshines’ sake.

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Day 5 - Chronic AU.

I won't lie, this AU has been a massive coping mechanism for me lately so I've become very attached to it and decided to work on a fanfic for it to post onto AO3, but for my dear followers here, you're special enough to get a nice preview <3

He looked afraid, but also angered. Someone had hurt him, maybe multiple people? Kevin wouldn't be surprised if they had restrained him for days on end. Either way, the nurse could tell this so-called Beast wasn't happy being here; being in that bed, and it filled him with some sort of emotion.

Was it anger? Sympathy? Was it normal for Kevin to feel such a way for someone so violent?

“Your meal is here, Scarface.” Kevin comments, he held a tray with a small bowl of steaming soup accompanied by a few bags of crackers and a small container of strawberry jello.

The Beast; Scarface gave a glare towards the smaller nurse. He had known this nurse for a few days now, but Scarface didn't trust him. He didn't trust anyone here; even with how gentle and kind this nurse had been to him, he didn't want anything to do with this Kevin guy.

“I don't want it.”

Scarface snarls in response, carefully watching as Kevin stepped closer. Kevin frowns slightly, his grip on the tray tightened. “You'll only be in more pain if you don't eat, I made sure to provide you with a much larger portion size than nor-!”

Before Kevin could finish his sentence, he felt the warm sting of soup all over his neck, dripping down to his chest as well. Scarface had smacked the tray out of the nurses’ hand, and Kevin fell silent as Scarface bursted out into laughter. “Gwahaha! The look on yer face is priceless!”

Scarface comments in-between his laughter. Despite the mess and situation, Kevin fought back a smile. He found it amusing that Scarface was able to find joy in this, even if it was at the cost of Kevin's work outfit. “Right..” Kevin pauses, beginning to lean down to clean the mess that was made. “I'll get you a new tray of food.” Kevin states calmly, though the smile did end up appearing on his lips.

“You don't listen, do ya? I don't want it.”

The beast growls, his amusing attitude fading really quick. Kevin quickly finished cleaning up the mess and then stood up straight, he nodded and without a word he left the room. Probably to get the beast some new food...

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Day 4 - New AU!

A new AU I've crafted, it's very early in the development process but I think so far I'm obsessed with this idea.

The summary of this AU is, Mars, aka Scarface is a half Chojin, half beast. He had been placed under care in a special Chojin hospital, deemed to have chronic pains and migraines due to his strange beast-like behavior. Kevin Mask is a nurse at this hospital, tasked with watching over Scarface and keeping him under-control; Kevin was very worried about this job at first, having heard about how dangerous a creature like Scarface could be, but overtime he had grown to find a strange respect and possessiveness nature over Scarface, he wants to do his best to help Scarface . . .

Seen as a beast amongst the dMp, the Chojin running the dMp couldn't handle the raw strength and constant outbursts of Scarface. They had decided to lock him up and send him to a hospital that specializes in strange Chojin like himself. Despite the cruelty of keeping him in such a dull and boring facility, Scarface didn't mind it too much, at least he got free food; maybe some entertainment if he behaves.

The beast laid in his bed, it was large enough to keep him comfortable but would squeak underneath his movements. His eyes barely open as he has been here longer than anyone else, a year? No, more than that. Had to have been at least a few years, Scarface had lost track at this point, no reason to count something that'll never end.

Scarface could hear it, the sounds of footsteps approaching his room. Probably time for his vitals to be checked, most likely by the typical nurse or one of the more strong doctors. Getting labs done on Scarface was in fact hell on earth…

But no. It wasn't a typical nurse, it was someone new. Someone he'd never seen before, his eyes squinted as he watched the blonde male walk into the room. They shared a moment of locked eye contact before the newbie spoke.

“You don't seem as scary as they say.”

His voice was quiet, but not confident. This made Scarface smirks, his large fangs visible. “Yeah? What'd those idiots say about me, hm? They always tell the newbies how scary and dangerous I am. So..who the hell are you?” The beast asked, leaning back in his bed.

There was a moment of silence, the nurses’ eyes gazed about, noting the IV in the patients’ arm and the barely fitting hospital gown. He inhaled before speaking once more. “I'll be your new nurse, my name is Kevin Mask. You may call me Kevin.” The nurse had introduced himself.

Kevin, huh? What a dumb name, Scarface rolled his eyes, it was rare when there was a new nurse to help out; they never lasted long. Always getting too scared and quitting on the spot or just getting themselves killed. Who knows, maybe Kevin was next in line to be a coward, or Scarfaces’ next meal.

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Day 3 - Pastel AU work.

Note - Thank you to @thewildpomegranate for writing with me today! Such a lovely person, and today I provide the start of an AU of Kinnikuman Nisei. This AU is where all the new generation gets normal jobs and have more normal lives!

As if like clockwork, the days seemed like nothing to Mantaro; wake up, train, eat some Gyudon and sleep. Rinse and repeat. He needed something more, a job maybe? He was always destined for greatness, being the child of the King of a whole planet and all that. Mantaro knew that a life like that wasn't for him, the thought of wrestling big bigs like the dMp made him so scared; what if he got hurt? Or worse, what if he was killed in the ring! He couldn't handle that kind of pressure, but he didn't want to disappoint his father.

‘ You must be strong like my father before, and carry on the Kinniku legacy! ’

That's what Suguru would've said if he knew what Mantaro was thinking. At least, that's what he assumed his dad would've said. He knew his father too well. He flipped through the newspaper, sighing at the thoughts of being a disappointment flooding his mind. Though he chose to ignore them, scanning through the papers as his eyes caught onto the job postings; a mechanic job? And was that…Jade on the job advertisement? Mantaro hadn't been caught up with his fellow ex-generation, so seeing Jade supposedly working as a mechanic was not on his bingo board.

“Hey, Meat! Did you see Jade on the papers?!”

Mantaro exclaimed, looking to his mentor; who was sitting across the small kotatsu, eating his breakfast. He swallowed his bite before talking.

“Oh yeah, the others in your generation are getting jobs. They decided Chojin wrestling isn't for them, which isn't uncommon. Tons of Chojin get normal jobs.”

Meat explained as he focused on his food more than anything. This was perplexing to Mantaro, even with all the pressure of needing to follow his fathers footsteps; he hadn't been aware of just how open the doors were for him, getting a job could be much easier than expected. His reputation alone could score him a pretty good job! But Meats’ words stuck with him, the others got jobs too? That made him wonder what the others had gotten up to since they had all graduated from the Hercules Factory.

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Day 2 - NSFW piece.

Notes - God, okay, I won't lie; I consider myself an NSFW writer and I wish I was more open about it but to be honest... I'm very shy and nervous to share my NSFW pieces. To that I say, fuck it. Here's a small section of an NSFW thing I wrote ages ago that I'm still relatively proud of. It'll be hidden underneath the spoiler thing, since I'm sure kids might find this.

Scar gripped at the sheets underneath him, getting himself penetrated from behind by his 'dear friend', Kevin Mask. He wasn't used to being on the receiving end of these things, he was unable to describe what it felt like; only able to give out grunts and groans. “You're pretty quiet for someone who loves to shit talk during our battles..Mars.” Kevin remarked as he leaned down, his helmet hiding his smirk.

“Hng..shut up.” Scar replied quietly, trying to focus on not letting out any disgusting and embarrassing sounds during all this; and Kevin really has the guts to say Scar’s real name despite knowing how much that ticked him off. Just before Scar tried to speak again, Kevin would pick up the pace, shoving his manhood much deeper into Scar, this caused the smaller male to hide his face in a pillow while muffling his loud groan, he didn’t even remember how he got into this mess; he couldn’t even think straight thanks to Kevin rearranging his guts from the inside so it was difficult for him to do much in this situation.

“I can tell your holdin’ back, you don't gotta act so bloody tough around me y'know..” Kevin grumbled into Scar’s ear, his hands tightening their grip on Scar's waist.

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Day 1 - Comfort writing.

Notes - This is a very self indulg-y piece for my first post. I've noticed how the Kinnikuman fandom treats Scarface and Kevin as characters, and it sickens me truly. So enjoy this unfinished piece. It's a writing piece, so I'm proud of it.

The night felt lonely, even with the Italians’ strong arms around me. I haven't felt this safe in so long; he may be asleep..snoring like an animal, but I feel so secure with him. His long red hair, his gorgeous yellow eyes..

Everything about him was so lovely.

Why did I feel so lonely then? I was with the man I care for most in this world, his arms around my waist as I rested against his chest. The room was pitch dark, aside from the small, dim light from Scarfaces’ phone, it was oddly satisfying watching the light from his device occasionally get bright..only to dim once more. It repeated this process, occupying my mind and vision as I thought of ways to pass such a restless night.

Suddenly, I caved in. My hands are hesitant as I touch upon Scarfaces' arm, gently shaking his arm with little to no strength. Praying he'd wake up, but also not wanting to truly disturb his peaceful sleep.

By some miracle, the larger man began to awake.

He quietly groaned as he looked down at me, his vision blurred and trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. “Kev?” He asked with a strained, tired voice. That nickname, Kev, only he ever used it to address me, it felt special to us; like he was the only person to exist that cared enough to make a special nickname for me.

“Mars, I feel alone. That feeling has made its way back to me.” I explained, my voice barely above a whisper as I turned to face him. My hands upon his chest, my eyes locked with his.

Scarface sighs, I'm concerned that he may be dismissive of my fears. He was a very dismissive guy after all. “Do you want me to stay up with you? I don't have anything to do tomorrow, so..” He let his suggestion end abruptly as he awaits an answer from me.

“You don't mind staying up with me, do you?” I ask.

He lightly shakes his head, a small smirk forming on his lips. His expression was tired, but playful. “I don't mind one bit.” He replied.

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