Summery: Kira questions why he’s even dating Rohan.
Prompt(s): H a n d s, P u n s
Word Count: 279
Character(s): Kira, Rohan
Ship(s): Kira/Rohan
Category(s): M/M, AU, Comedy
Alternate Universe(s): Is Kira dating Rohan, or is Rohan dating Kira...
Other Info: OKAY WHEW! FINISHED IT IN TIME! @kousakukawajiri Happy birthday! :D(also there a reference to that dentist au and that fic i wrote about the hand tea set once before in this story so please enjoy! >:3 also please excuse my poor writing skills for these two, i don’t write about them enough to capture them fdsgf)
"... Could you maybe stop rubbing my hand against your cheek? I'm trying to draw."
"Don't you think you that can wait? We're supposed to be having tea time."
The mangaka looked at the coffee table before them. "And what. Drink out of these tacky hand cups? You've got to be kidding me."
Kira's grip tightened, but Rohan did not flinch. "Are you implying that I, Yoshikage Kira is tacky?"
Rohan sighed. "No. I'm saying that the hand motif, is tacky. Also." he points at one of the plates. "I'm pretty sure those are alive."
"First off." Kira placed a finger atop Rohan's lips. "Excuse you. Secondly those were a...'gift' from someone. We've been dating for 4 months now and you dare come into my house, insult my motif, and think you'll get away with it? No. I'll have you know that those hand theme plates and cup are quite handy and-"
"You said handy."
"What...?"
"You said handy."
Kira narrowed his eyes, confused. "What does that have to do with-" And then it hit him. "I... Howdareyoucomeintomyhousewiththismockery-"
"Don't worry though, I got your 'point'. It was pretty 'off-handed' of me to come into the house of Yoshikage Kira and dis his tastes, that's almost like a 'slap' to the face. That was very rude, very disgusting of me. That was pretty indirect of me, wouldn't you say? Rather, 'backhanded' one might add?"
Kira took a loud inhale. "OUT WITH YOU HEATHEN." he shouted.
Rohan was promptly kicked out and Kira took a breather.
"I should've listened to my mother and became a dentist. At least people wouldn't give me weird looks if I talked about my fondness of teeth."
Summery: After an adventure Amy helps Sonic outta the rain.
Prompt(s): AU/Rainy Day
Word Count: 277
Character(s): Sonic, Amy, Tails(mentioned), Knuckles(mentioned)
Ship(s): SonAmy
Category(s): M/F, Fluff
Tag(s): Lotsa fluff, Comfort
Alternate Universe(s): Sonic doesn’t have a place to live but Amy does.
Other Info: Just a random thing I thought of. I don’t really write much Sonic fanfictoin. lol
A thunderstorm was raging on in the wee hours of the morning, the sun just slightly peeking over the horizon.
Sonic was a wander, he had no real place to sleep so he'd often camp out in Amy's shack near the lake. After coming back from a epic adventure with Tails and Knuckles, Sonic found himself stuck in the rain during the beginning part of the storm. Being the sweetheart she is, Amy helped Sonic get to shelter and warm up by placing him near the fireplace.
Once inside, and Sonic safe, she take a quick leave to whip up some hot coco for the both of them. Walking back into the living room Amy plopped down next to Sonic, placing herself under the large blanket that shielded him.
"Are you sure that's a good idea Amy?" Sonic asked her. "What if you catch a cold from being near me?"
The pink hedgehog giggled before wrapping her arms around his body. "That's okay! We can be sick together! Besides, there's something I need to do tomorrow but I'm not really feeling up to it. Being sick sucks, but at least I won't have to do the thing!"
"Oh Amy." Sonic rolled his eyes with a smile, trying to hold back a chuckle. "Alright, come here." he said playfully, slightly nuzzling Amy. "Might as well make the most of it."
"With our body heat combined, you'll be warm in no time!"
"Yeah, and we'll probably catch a cold!"
And they did. So, come the next morning, Sonic and Amy called in sick. Staying home with each other for the next couple of days, taking things nice and easy.
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Luck has, once again, frowned upon Yosh-a-kah-geh Keera
Summery: Husbando Kira and Waifu Shinbu, featuring “How It’s Made“
Word Count: 638
Ships: KiraXShinobu
Other Info: Here’s a thingy for my fave Kira blogs. Enjoy. gjfgfj
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Yoshikage Kira, a name many feared in the year 1999. He was a ruthless killer who's prime target was woman; but more importantly, their hands! Though most did not know of his obsession with hands, which is why he was so feared. And he would've stayed feared if it weren't for those....meddling kids, and their overly tired grandpa of a caretaker.
Now stuck living the life of a husbando, Kira must learn the true power of self control. Something he fails right off the bat. Despite this taking place in the year 1999, I'm gonna cheat a bit and throw in things that you wouldn't normally find. Such as the show "How It's Made".
Kira's favorite show.
After spending a good 4 hours binge watching "How It's Made" and yelling "YES" every time a hand appeared on screen like as if he was a part of the "Reaction Guys" meme, his lovely not-really-wife-wife knocks on his door.
"Honey~" her soft voice calls. "Our son left to go do whatever it is he likes to doing, which means we have the house aaaallllllll to ourselves~"
Kira starred at his door in great disgust. "Dear god." he mumbled under his breathe. "I completely forgot that her son wanted to go do that one thing that I can not remember....! That means...! NO! I can't! I can't be stuck in this house with this woman!" his eyes darted around. "I need to find a place to hid, or escape! Luck as frowned upon I, Yosh-a-kah-geh Keera!"
Loud crashes and bangs could be heard coming from the inside of his room, poor Waifu Shinobu had no clue what was going on. Frantically Yoshikage Kira searched about for a place to go. Does he jump out the window? Does he hid in the closet? Under the bed maybe???? There was too many choices! If only luck had sided with Yosh-a-kah-geh Keera, then maybe, JUST, maybe, he could find a way out of this predicament.
Finally, settling on the closest he bolted towards it and sat in the darkest corner, hoping she won't find him. Just then, the loud banging started up again. "Honey boo~!" her cute voice menacingly called out. "Why don't we go watch a movie together? Hmm~?"
Kira could only just shiver in his designer Gucci shoes. "That mad woman! At this rate she'll tear down the door!"
"Hubby Wubby~" the Waifu spoke once again, shattering the door before her. "How about giving your wuvley, wittle, wife, some of that good lovin~"
The man's eyes almost popping out of their sockets from such a BIZARRE display of strength, saying she's creepy would be an understatement. She's more like a FREAQ. He quietly whimpered as the beast walked around his room, tracking him down like some kind of monster.
"Luck has, once again, frowned upon Yosh-a-kah-geh Keera...!"
But then suddenly! Silence. Nothing was said or heard. It was scary...just like Shinobu.
THEN THE CLOSET DOOR FLIES OPEN.
"I FOUND YOU SNOOKUMS~" Shinobu lovingly stated in her cute soft voice!
Kira could only shout in sheer heart attack terror as she closed on him, somehow trapping the both of them in the walk-in closest with a key and lock she seemingly carried around with her. And then the two did the the thing, you know, the do. But instead of like normal human beings, it was like something you'd see straight out of How It's Made. Humans could be seen, but we really just saw hands. Sadly there wasn't a smooth voiced person to narrate what was going on, but then that probably would've been weird.
A few parasitic days later, out pops the neko girl. I think her name was Yoriko or something??? Either way, Hayato comes back to see the house on fire and a new creepy kitty sister.
Summery: It's been some since All Might got that wound from fighting All For One, after coming out of the hospital and getting the chance to eat real food All Might finds himself struggling.
Prompt(s): What it was like after All Might got the injury from All For One.
Word Count: 751
Character(s): Toshinori Yagi|All Might, Gran Torino, All For One, Nana Shimura(mentioned)
Ship(s): N/A
Category(s): Angst, Hurt|Comfort(?)
Tag(s): Major(?) Spoilers, Mentions of blood, Minor Mentions of Surgery, Suicide/”Giving up”, and Hospitals.
Alternate Universe(s): N/A
Other Info: If you don’t know who Gran Torino, All For One, AND Nana Shimura is, turn back now! :”D
It had been exactly 3 months since the clash with All For One as well as the surgeries, but it was after that things began to slow to a crawl. Time flew by but also moved at a snail's pace, it was like a time warp of sorts. Everyone who were there for the whole thing were affected by it too, but no one took it harder then the "Symbol of Peace" himself.
Currently living in his mentor's house, All-- ...no. Toshinori sits alone at the wooden table, staring down the food made for him. Because of the removal of his stomach he could no longer eat overly complex and heavy foods, he has to take things much slower now. It had been a long time since he had the privilege to eat real food, what the hospital gave just wasn't cutting it for him. But despite that, he still couldn't help but look...sad.
Staring intensely at the bowl of plain white rice before him, Toshinori winced as he placed a hand above the stitches. He couldn't stand the sight of the food. He let out a pained breath as phantom pains arose. They were sharp and prickly, reminding him of the horrible monstrosity of a fist his nemesis constructed before unleashing it's power onto his side. During this time, an ache started up in the Hero's chest. His heart feeling like it was being slowly squeezed, naturally making it very hard for him to breathe.
Toshinori didn't put up much of a fight. How could he? His Teacher died before his very eyes, he had to watch his fellow Heroes and friends get badly beaten, and not to mention...the hole in his stomach. Half of him just wanted the chance of a do over, while the other screamed out to him. Pushing him, telling him to live on, if not for himself, then for all those who need a Hero...!
Collapsing to the floor, chest and side firmly gripped, hot tears streamed down Toshinori's already thinning cheeks. Memories of his time spent with Nana came flooding back to him like a hurricane, they were only the best and happiest times. Which only just resulted in him feeling even more heartbroken.
"n..na...na.a.."
It was at this time that Gran Torino had finally come back from the store, going off by his lonesome to go buy some taiyaki for the both of them as a comfort food of sorts. But upon opening up the door he saw Toshinori in a pool of his own blood and tears; dropping everything he had, he rushed to his side.
"Tos-Toshinori!" he slowly picked his protege up. "Are you okay? What happened!?"
"I...I ca...." Toshinori hacked up blood, prompting Gran Torino to recoil. Taking an audible shaky breathe, he continued. "I..ca-can't...! I can't take it any more...Gran Torino...!"
"Toshinori, what's gotten into you-?"
"NANA!" Toshinori cut his mentor off. "SHE'S GONE, GRAN TORINO!" despite coughing up a lot more blood then last time due to the sudden outburst, he was still determined to keep going. "She's...! ..go..ne..." His eyes began to dull as his eyelids slowly lowered themselves. Whispering his former mentor's name, one last time, before passing out in Gran Torino's arms.
"Toshinori? Toshinori! Don't you dare ignore me!" despite his angry shouting Toshinori never answered back, only just annoying his mentor even more. "Don't you dare die on me! I'm gonna take you to the hospital, you're gonna live gosh darn it! I swore to Nana that I'd protect you to the day you die!" Standing tall with his protege in hand, Gran Torino dashed off to the nearest hospital to get him treated.
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A few days after Toshinori's breakdown, he was found sitting on the door step's to his mentor's house in the early hour of the morning. The sun was just creeping out from behind the horizon. He sat there re-evaluating his life, trying to find a reason to go on. Suddenly a pain struck his heart when he indistinctly re-called Nana's wise words. Instead of crying, he held back his tears. There was no time to cry, he needs to be the pillar of peace. He needs to smile!
Getting up, Toshinori forced the biggest, and happiest smile he could. "I, am the Symbol of Peace...! My very presence, calms, those in need...!" he took a breathe, before yelling out to the world these words at the time of his lungs;
"WORRY NOT, PEOPLE OF THE WORLD! BECAUSE I, AM HERE!"
