DREAM COME TRUE [Mituna Captor <> Reader]
On this BEFORAN NIGHT, a young troll flits anxiously to and fro through a vigorously tidy hive. See, on this clear, chilled Beforan night, this young troll’s MOIRAIL, MITUNA CAPTOR, is coming over. Which, while exciting, is more than a little daunting.
But besides that, this troll is absolutely ready to hang out. But first, what is this young troll’s name?
Why, [REDACTED] of course! What other name could this young troll have? Kurloz? No, no, that’s an entirely different troll!
So yes, your name is [REDACTED]! You have many INTERESTS, all of which you are both PASSIONATE and EMBARRASSED about. Not that your hobbies are embarrassing! It’s just, well…
You’re a shy troll, alright? When it comes time to SHARE your interests you BLANK. But since you’re ALONE and only THINKING to yourself, there’s nothing stopping you from ‘talking’ about your hobbies!
One of your many interests is AVATAR CUSTOMIZATION. As a gesture of Moirallegiance, you have created many CHARACTERS for Mituna to play as in his many games.
Video games are actually the reason you met! He and you were friends on a game called Beast Crossing and you just clicked. You aren’t much of a gamer, you just like making cool looking avatars, so he guided you often on how to craft or do tasks. Eventually, he gave you his trollian handle and introduced you to his friends. This is going to be the first time you meet in person.
A knocking comes from the door and holy shit this is the first time you're meeting in person.
You wipe your clammy palms down the front of your shirt and hurry to the door, not wanting to keep Mituna waiting for a second. The lock clicks and the door swings open, revealing your moirail in… is that a skateboarding suit or something. You blink in surprise. Then in confusion.
Mituna’s jaw drops. Then it snaps shut with a blinding grin and he points excitedly, “You!!!!”
“M-me?”
“YOU!! You’re HERE, oh my SHIT!!!” He throws himself at you, his arms wrapping around your torso in the most achingly familiar way. But you’ve never met! But haven’t you?
“Um, this is my hive?” You squeak.
“Yeah!! Haha, I barely remember it.” He snorts pushing past you. You follow him in confusion.
“But you’ve- you’ve been here before?” He turns to look at you as if he forgot you were there. His face lights up in delight that you’re with him.
“Yeth of coursche I’ve been in your hive, you’re my moirail?” He says giving you a look like you’re being silly.
“Uh, right.” What the fuck is happening.
“YOOO, you’ve finally made it!” Another voice hollers from behind you. You turn and see Latula, standing in the doorway with a bright smile. Latula????
“Um??” Her smile softens understandingly.
“Hey, I think you’re reliving a memory bud.” She says, coming to lay a comforting hand on your shoulder. Memory?
This… yeah, you remember this night. Mituna came over, dressed in a rumbled suit that made your heart squeeze in affection. He stutteringly complimented you and your hive, reminding you that he was just as nervous. You both had stood around in the doorway for a short time, nervous and shy. Then he blurted out that he had imagined your hive messier and instantly looked regretful. You couldn’t help but laugh at that and it felt like the fear just fizzled away.
Then there was the game, where the two of you spent a good portion hanging out and alchemizing stupid shit. Then he and Latula finally got together and you were forced to learn how to skateboard. You had gotten so many scrapes. But then… that. Incident with Mituna. And then Meenah…
The hand on your shoulder squeezes softly and you look up, into the whites of Latula’s eyes.
“Hey,” she says, “it’s okay. We’re glad you’re here, finally.”
“Sorry to keep you both waiting.” You say sheepishly.
“OH MY FUCK!!!” You jump half a foot in the air and ‘Tula bursts out laughing. Mituna sprints out from your living room, lifting your game station over his head. “I HAVEN’T THEEN THITH IN AGETTHHHHHHH!! We GOT to play.” He says very seriously.
“I’m gonna kick you two’s TAILS!” Latula boasts, snagging your arm and pulling you after Mituna.
They choose to play Troll Mario Kart and Latula is not all talk. She really is kicking you and Mituna to the curb, which has Mituna screeching in fury. But you don’t mind, the losing or the screaming.
You never imagined you’d be a ghost so young, sitting between your moirail and his matesprit getting thrashed in Troll Mario Kart. But this is more than you ever dared to imagine, so you really don’t mind.
