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[kaioken16]

AoNoSummer2023 Day 6 - Friend 😅💞

Another scripted short and very humours scene with the group having an annual game night and unfortunately someone is left without a partner.

[keysoflight]

Extract for future fic. (Sora/Neku)

So I’ll be posting a SorNeku fic in a few weeks, and it’s inspired by a lot of things, and this was one of my first drafts that I came up with when beginning to write it. This was somewhere in the middle of the story, and for info just IM, and I should post the first chapter soon.

Also Love Like You by Rebecca Sugar inspired this scene, that song is just so beautiful!!!

“Sora? Sora? Hey, are you up here?” Neku called out for the other but no answer as he searched for his friend.

“Sora, come on. Where are you?” Neku searched the apartment wondering where the brunette had run off to.

Neku checked Sora’s room, and it was empty too, his bed hadn’t been slept in since this morning, and he was about to leave until he notices his window was opened. They would often hang out on the rooftop of their building the ladder was by Sora’s window, it was worth a shot after all. 

He climbed out of the roof access, climbing up the ladder into the rooftop, as soon as he reached the top, he scanned the roof until he saw the back of Sora wearing his headphones. His expression was a concerned one before he sighed, he casually walked up to Sora. As he got closer he could the sniffles Sora was making, he was crying.

Neku just cleared his throat to get Sora’s attention as he almost jumped, quickly wiping his eyes as he just glanced back at the other who gave him a sympathetic look and then gently smiled. The orange-haired male just beside Sora who continued to wipe his eyes, he pulled the headphones from his ears as they were around his neck.

“Sorry for taking these...” Sora said as Neku didn’t answer him as he then just stared down at the ground, Neku then gently removed them from Sora’s neck and brought it to his ear and it was playing an instrumental that he wasn’t familiar with. 

“Hey, how about we listen to this one.” Neku said as he offered his hand out to Sora to borrow his phone for a second as Sora paused before handing Neku his mobile.

“So do you wanna talk about what happened?” Neku asked while searching for the song that he had in mind to play as Sora just looked at him before he just sighed.

“It’s... C-Complicated.” Sora just said as Neku just laughed a little.

“No more complicated than anything I’m used to.” He responded as he wanted to listen to Sora’s problem as he just kept quiet.

“You can tell me you know... Or would you like me to guess?” Neku asked as Sora looked at him again.

“I think it’s because you saw him, that guy that you had feelings for, and the person that he’s with now, someone who was also close to you too.” Neku said as Sora’s expression changed, he was nervous as he was right.

“When they came into the shop, you just froze up, and then left so quickly, it was a little hard to figure out what exactly had happened by I figured it out.” Neku went on further to explain to the other.

“You came to Shibuya to escape them, not just because you wanted to study out here.” Neku said causally as Sora turned his head away.

“H-How’d you kn-” Sora stopped himself as he didn’t want to admit it.

“I could see it in your eyes, when you were alone or thought you were, or when you were deep in thought. You always had this sad look in your eyes... You had the look of a broken heart, but there was also shame there too. You ashamed of something.” Neku said as every word he said was the truth.

“Seeing them again after all this time made you go back to that moment.” He said as he then scrolled down on the page he was on as Sora felt a mix of things, his chest was tight that Neku knew all this but he was surprised that his friend had paid attention to this.

“Okay, found it.” Neku said as he then pulled the jack out of the phone as it would out loud for them, in a moment Sora he heard a piano being played and then a gentle woman’s voice, followed by some other instruments.

“I’d like you to hear this one... I didn’t know how to express this but I think the song really conveys my message.” Neku said as he placed the phone between them.

“This is kinda sudden but I want you to understand what you mean to me Sora.” Neku said as Sora just looked at Neku as the song played.

If I could begin to be Half of what you think of me I could do about anything I could even learn how to love

When I see the way you act Wondering when I'm coming back I could do about anything I could even learn how to love like you Love like you

I always thought I might be bad Now I'm sure that it's true 'cause I think you're so good And I'm nothing like you

Sora’s eyes were wide as they were filling up with tears, he was a little overwhelmed by this, and what happened earlier. Neku was just smiling at him, he closed his eyes gently swaying along with the music. He just looked at the other before looking at his phone with the song still continuing, this was how Neku felt about him, he had feelings for him...

Look at you go I just adore you I wish that I knew What makes you think I'm so special

“It’s okay you know. I’m gonna be right here by your side. So you won’t be crying anymore... Unless their tears of joy. You won’t ever feel this kind of hurt again Sora, as long as I’m here with you.” Neku said opening his hand out for Sora to grab.

If I could begin to do Something that does right by you I would do about anything I would even learn how to love

“You taught me. A long time ago, you taught me an important lesson... And I’ve always kept it close to my heart.” Neku said as Sora wiped his eyes again as he saw Neku’s free hand, slowly reaching out for it, gently squeezing it.

“I’ll keep protecting you Sora. We’ll watch each other's backs. We’re here for you, you’ve got friends, family, and you no matter what happened back then, you can move on.” He told Sora who just leaned against him, listening to the song as it was ending.

When I see the way you look Shaken by how long it took I could do about anything I could even learn how to love like you

Love like you Love me like you

[keysoflight]

This is a scene based of Brooklyn Nine-Nine and inspired by @destiny-islanders AU with Sora and the Chocobros. It was just a simple slip of the tongue that can lead to whole lot of embarrassment. XD enjoy.

“Whoa, you made it exactly like hers!” Sora was overjoyed at the sight of the meal, the taste of it, it really did remind him of his mother’s.

“Thanks a lot Dad.” He said taking another bite as everyone else’s expressions changed as they all stared at Sora.

“What?” Prompto was mouth open as Noctis was grinning, as Sora saw they were all staring at him.

“Why is everyone staring at me?” He asked not realising what he said to Ignis.

“You just called Iggy Dad. You said thanks dad.” Noctis said smiling as Sora’s expressioj changed as he looked between them and Ignis who was still a little surprised.

“What? No, I said thanks man.” Sora responded as he was beginning to feel flustered.

“Do you see me as a father figure Sora?” Ignis asked a small grin on his face as Sora’s cheeks reddened.

“Ah, What? That’s ridiculous, really funny guys.” Sora scoffed trying to deny it.

“Hey. Show your father some respect.” Gladio said all serious like but of course he was teasing Sora as well.

“I didn’t call him dad!” Sora stood up as he was becoming more defensive.

“No, no, Sora, I take it as a compliment.” Ignis said raising his hand as Sora slowly sat back down.

“Yeah Sora it’s no big deal, I think it’s cute that you see Ignis as your daddy.” Prompto smugly grinned at him as his face went beet red.

“Hey, Hey, I did not say daddy.” Sora said as they were just laughing at him.

“But you did call him dad though.” Noctis continued as Sora glared at him.

“You shut up!” Sora was getting more embarrassed. “It was just a slip of the tongue… An accident.” He said looking at all of them.

“I believe you.” Ignis said as Sora smiled slightly.

“Thank you.” He said relieved as Ignis fixed his glasses slightly.

“Son.” He said as Sora huffed, Prompto and Noctis tried to contain their laughter.

[leggggggg]

The discovery of Eponine

​ -"That peculiarity of my nature, of course, had been hidden and upon this discovery of the true extent of this shortcoming was promptly erased from my being. All traces of its clinging servitude, shucked, like water off a duck's back." In explaining the circumstances, Eponine, being the nervous sprite she is, begins to gyrate her wrist, extending and contracting the ligatures of the digits, preventing the slender fingers becoming brittle from the cooler breeze in the drawing room- the window having been opened prior to this encounter and neither Eponine nor Apollo wishing to disturb the solemn and honest atmosphere settled in the dour room. "And thus," she continued, "I decided to don the cloak of manhood. To bind my bosom was to bring freedom into my hand." Eponine pause a moment, as though to collect her thoughts, forming a tight fist as a deep furrow bevelled in between her brows; carving a deep line through the centre of her forehead. Apollo's own face mirrored her expression, his confoundment displayed clearly across his features.-

[monologuemyself-blog]

Him #2

"I can’t quite understand why anybody would want to… Do that," exasperation flooded onto her face, it was quite obvious that she wasn’t familiar with what we called the normal.

"It’s not that we want to, which we mostly do, but it’s in our DNA there’s really no getting away from it," he smiled coyly, she was different. Away from what he was used to, those girls with legs up to their necks. How boring, how traditional, how… Predictable. No, he was too intrigued by her to find them the slightest bit amusing. Her lips, although slightly too big for her face, were fascinating. They curved into a heart which lighted up her features, helped by the fact that she persisted in applying a shade of rouge that brought out her feline eyes not dissimilar to himself. Her catlike qualities resembled that of a Siamese, obviously she wasn’t as elegant or appealing. Her mane wasn’t as brushed or polished, and she certainly didn’t take as much care of her nails. Both chipped and peeling, they resembled a worker, adamantly trying to show off their talent, but at the same time failing in a business like fashion. She worked too hard in the physical department he thought, she didn’t pay nearly enough attention to her intellectual studies or they wouldn’t be having this trivial conversation.

"Ok," she paused, eyeing the crystalline chandelier that was so carefully hung above the mantel. "If I were to defect, people would mind, they would be outraged, I would be cast-off!" She took in an alarming amount of breath "Ah, I would be slaughtered!" She was panicked, not understand the situation that she was putting herself in, a mere simulation of the truth. How sweet.

"Calm yourself my dear," He implored. Leaping up, he galavanted over to her side, clasping her hands in his. How quaint they were, although the sight of her callous fingers filled him with disgust. He looked deep into her midnight eyes.

"You have just begun."

[wordsfightwars]

You call that breakfast?

"Do you seriously expect me to eat that?" James demanded, 

"It's a doughnut?" Michael replied confused, turning the iced bun over in his hand, causing a few sprinkles to fall off as James continued to glare at is as if personally offended him. "You like doughnuts." Michael continued, setting the bag of cakes onto the counter top, his brow furrowing as his confusion grew. James stood across from him in the kitchen, hands resting on his hips, on the outside of his pajama trousers.

"Not for breakfast."  James replied. 

"Don't be such a spoil sport." Michael replied with a grin, taking a bite out of the doughnut, eating it messily. 

"You are a pig." James replied. His words sounded harsh, but the small affectionate smile that tugged at his lips gave him away, years of friendship taught you to notice the little things. 

"Fine. I'll leave these here -" Michael said, gesturing towards the bag of iced doughnuts he'd placed on the counter, "-for when it is appropriate to eat them. But for now, I am going to the gym." He announced, giving James a bright smile and taking another bite out of the cake. He picked up his gym bag from the kitchen floor on his way out. 

When he returned a few hours later, the kitchen counter was empty, a few crumbs the only evidence left behind. Michael smiled to himself before heading to the living room, where Jamie would no doubt be watching TV and complaining about the huge stomach ache he now had, most likely blaming it on his best friend. His smile didn't falter when a cushion was thrown at him, followed by a groan and muffled complaints. Instead he threw the cushion back laughing as he did so and ignoring the curses and promises that Jamie sent his way, saying he would never touch another doughnut in his life. 

Until next time Michael brought home a tasty treat. 

See prompt: Doughnuts