So this little ficlet is because of this post. I know the anon didn't ask me specifically, but I wanted to see how I feel about writing this kind of think and if I can do it.
Hope all Sykkuno simps have a lovely day and that you like this!
Disclaimer: This fic is just for fun and if Sykkuno ever says that he isn’t comfortable with fics about him I’ll delete this. Also I'm not comfortable using his real name so he'll go by Sykkuno in the fic.
Note: Gender neutral pronouns for reader, short/small reader.
Word count: 1005
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"Ok, guys we're starting and - oh we're imposter now. First game of the day and we already got imposter, with Poki," Sykkuno said to his chat as his and Poki's characters appeared on the screen with "Imposter" in red letters above them.
The screen faded into the Dropship of the Polus map. Sykkuno walked to the keys along with the others, faked the task and walked down along with the others before splitting off towards the medbay.
Sykkuno faked some tasks and looked for people to kill. The lights went out while he was alone in O2. He went down and saw Rae on the water wheel, so he just killed her before going up towards the lights and being the first one there and fixed them. He went out of electrical and towards labs. As he walked in the medbay the animation for a reported body flashed before it faded away into the meeting.
Toast had been the one to report the body.
“Ah, Poki already killed two people,” Sykkuno said to his chat.
During the meeting they discussed their positions and the time of the kill. No one suspected Sykkuno, but Poki had a little sus on her but everyone skipped since they were on seven and weren’t exactly sure.
A little later into the round Sykkuno walked into medbay and saw Poki, Toast and Wendy.
“Ok, guys we know exactly what to do.”
As Toast and Wendy started leaving Poki’s character jumped forward as she killed Wendy.
Now to kill Toast-
“Sykkuno, sweetie, have you seen my pho- oh here it is!”
Sykkuno jumped in surprise at the sound of someone’s voice and turned his head to the right. His eyes lit up and his lips turned up. An arm covered in grey appeared on the camera before it returned with a phone in the hand.
“Hey (Y/N), you’re up,” Sykkuno smiled to the person outside the camera frame.
“Yeah, I just got up. Oh God it’s 11 am! It’s so late!” the person shouted.
“That’s not so late.”
There was a chuckle, “Maybe for you bae.”
Then the person came fully into frame, with a wild mess of a hair, a big hoodie hanging down from their small body, leaned next to Sykkuno and gave him a kiss. “See you later.”
“What the fuck Poki!?”
The unfamiliar person jumped at Toast’s shout, snapping their head towards the computer and their eyes widening.
“I’m asking myself the same thing, Toast!” Poki replied.
“Wait, wait, what happened?” Abe asked.
“What’s going on?” The person next to Sykkuno asked him.
“Oh, well, you just interrupted my double kill.”
“Oh, no I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were playing!” The person apologized frantically, their eyebrows furrowing.
“No, no it’s alright. Don’t worry about it,” Sykkuno assured them, still his sweet self while in the background Toast was explaining how Poki killed Wendy and that it was probably a failed double kill since Sykkuno was there too, while Poki was trying to accuse Toast. “I’m streaming too though.”
“Oh,” they looked at the camera and waved, “hi!” then they turned to Sykkuno again “Still I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok.”
When Sykkuno’s name was called in the conversation, he just said “It’s not me guys.”
“But did Toast or Poki kill Wendy?” Jodi asked him.
“Uhm, I - I don’t know. My partner came in the room and I was distracted,” he stumbled over his words.
“It’s definitely Poki, we sussed her last round and it’s probably Sykkuno too and they were going for a double kill but he was distracted,” as usual Toast was right.
“I better go before I get you in more trouble,” the person left with an apologetic look.
Sykkuno turned back towards the computer and saw the chat had blown up with messages, but focused on the game. The voting time had ended and the others had voted out Poki.
“Well, it’s over guys. It’s over,” Sykkuno laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.
The next round started and Sykkuno didn’t even bother to call a sabotage and waited until Toast called an emergency meeting. They voted him out and after he was thrown in the lava the “defeat” screen showed up.
“Poki, I’m sorry I got distracted, I couldn’t kill Toast,” Sykkuno said.
“No it’s ok, it happens,” Poki replied.
As the others were talking Sykkuno read the chat and saw a bunch of questions of who the person that came in was and commenting on how cute they were.
“Uh, that was, um,” he lowered his head for a second, hiding his smile, “that was my partner (Y/N).”
The chat was very excited, some were saying they were really cute together, others that they were happy for him and some even asking if they would be featured in his streams in the future.
“I don’t know, they have never said they wanted to be in my streams, but if you guys want I’ll ask them,” Sykkuno answered, brushing the bangs off his face.
“’Was that your hoodie they were wearing?’” he read the question, “Uh, yes,” he answered with an awkward laugh, “they especially enjoy wearing that one, they say it’s very comfortable.”
A lot more questions went by in in the chat but Sykkuno answered one more question “How’s the relationship going so far?”
“Well, uhm, I don’t know how they feel and what they think, and uh,” he began stuttering, not sure how to answer and how much he should share, “how serious it is, but it’s been going good. We’ve been dating for uh, four or five months I think,” he answered.
He thought about it for a few seconds and he decided to say it:
“They’ve made me really happy and I hope they feel the same,” he said, softer than usual and a little blush on his face.
He saw the teasing comments of his chat like ‘that’s the face of a man in love’, ‘HE’S BLUSHING’ and even ‘smittenkkuno’ and just laughed nervously.
I’m kind of unsure if this fits the prompt, but I’m posting it anyways! Hopefully I’ll manage to write for the remaining weeks because this event is so fun and it will help me to get more comfortable posting my own selfship content! :D
The three Port Mafia members exited the plane. Although they didn’t look half as threatening as they usually did. Diana looked like a tired mother, hair in what used to be a ponytail spilling down her shoulders and sticking up in different directions, glasses slightly askew and her cardigan slipping off one shoulder. Akutagawa had red tints blooming on his cheeks and pineapple sunglasses on his eyes.
Diana had made Akutagawa try the sunglasses and she had decided to buy them despite his protesting. Since she had apparently found it hilarious Akutagawa had told her he’d wear them whenever they were out in public together. She had laughed. Apparently he wasn’t kidding. He had looked her dead in the eyes and said “You wanted this, now you’ll live with that decision.”
Only Chuuya looked like he usually did but with a tan.
Leaving the airport Diana announced she was tired and so she and Akutagawa took a cab to their shared apartment. When they arrived Diana just changed into other clothes and flopped on the bed, unpacking could wait.
On their break from work the next day they all talked about their days in France.
Chuuya talked about the towns in general, the food and the language. He liked the public squares, the shops, the restaurants and the architecture. As many pictures he had of the big sights he also had as many of some random places around the cities. Diana agreed everything looked very nice, although she personally liked the smaller tighter streets with the buildings cluttered closer together despite it being easier to get lost in them.
Akutagawa on the other hand liked the Louvre and other museums the most. He liked the arts and anything antique, not surprising looking at his whole fashion sense. Chuuya also had a taste for the finer things in life so he had started looking with interest at the pieces, but later, once Diana had started imitating what she saw he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to join in. So those two had acted like immature kids, poorly copying the statues and pretending to be giving “constructive criticism” of the paintings, while Akutagawa had been appreciating the art and pretending like he didn’t know them.
“The view from the Eiffel Tower was amazing, Paris is so beautiful especially from that height,” Chuuya marveled as they looked through the pictures.
“It is,” Akutagawa agreed.
“I don’t know, it looks good on ground level,” Diana said.
“You’re saying that because you were too much of a coward to get to the top,” Chuuya smirked at her.
“Hey, it’s not cowardly that I don’t want to die from falling off!”
“There were safety railings, how could you have fallen?”
After a short silence she said, “Shut up, I could have.”
“Whatever, you missed out on a beautiful sight,” Chuuya said taking a sip of his coffee (it would have been wine, but they were in a café and later he had to be focused on work).
“Well, I think I had my eyes on an even more beautiful sight the whole trip,” Diana countered.
Chuuya raised his eyebrow, “Really? Which one?”
Diana put her elbow on the table and her hand rested on her chin as she leaned forward and smiled, “Ryunosuke of course.”
Akutagawa was stunned at the comment, his eyes widening but the corners of his lips turned up slightly, almost unnoticeably. His little sunburn still held it’s bright red color adding the illusion of an adorable blush. Chuuya on the other hand let out a sigh as his hand covered his face.
“Your beauty even put Mona Lisa to shame, dear,” Akutagawa added.
“You two are such dorks,” Chuuya shook his head at his friends.
