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I finished and have posted my latest Huggy Wuggy x Kissy Missy fanfic on AO3. Keeping the link behind a Keep reading because of Poppy Playtime: Chapter 5 spoilers.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Soft. Gentle. Honest.
Here is a screenshot (behind the "Keep reading") of the next Huggy Wuggy x Kissy Missy fanfic that I am working on.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: When Huggy Wuggy refuses to leave his cell, Kissy Missy is sent to get to the bottom of this issue.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: When word got out that Kissy Missy was being transported to The Shelf, Huggy Wuggy wasn't about to let himself be fully separated.
A Vault Way
It never became easier whenever Ten returned to the underground bunker on Teenytiny Islet. Every time he walked past the corridor, he'd have to enter the very room in which he, Ecks, and Shun activated in. The very room which became a chamber coated with anxiety during the day of the latter two's activation. Ten'd tell himself that he hated this room. It wasn't because of the capsules, the tubes, the various broken monitors, nor the graphs. It was because of Shun's first words when his eyes opened. His words etched into the purple wire's auditory device whenever he came into this very room. Bending down so that his pompadour pressed against the deactivated control panel linked to Shun's capsule, he let out a huff. "Where's mama and dad?" He shared Ecks' sentiment that if they did have parents, then they were dead. And yet, inside his heart, he did feel for Shun. It was a feeling that he'd not bring to him on the surface, but down here was a different story. Never bringing the other two with him meant that Ten could let himself be openly empathic. Letting out another huff, he lifted himself and turned to face the door on the far left of the room. He couldn't let himself dillydally any longer, not even in regards to Ecks' activation. He was here to retrieve blueprints and various equipment not used by other Concordians outside the bunker. Making his way to the door and exiting the room, Ten walked down the corridor, ready to enter the room on his right. Except he continued to walk down the passage until he went down the stairs... ...and came across it anew. He remembered firing an energy blast at it from his arm cannon, only for the shot to deflect back at Ten. He remembered ducking onto the floor and covering his face when the debris from the wall fell on him. Sitting down, Ten stared at the vault door before him and allowed his mind to drift into 'what ifs' and inquiries all over.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I was going to eventually post another Cacktasma fanfic, but then I saw and read VDK's latest Cacktasma fanfic ( VDK's work here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/88691706 ) and decided to go ahead and get my latest work posted. Before I play Fortnite and troll other players occasionally.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It's been months but I've finally managed to update this fanfiction with the next chapter. I haven't given up on this story, it's just that I've been playing Fortnite amongst other games and doing minor real life stuff.
I've been working more on my Mario & Luigi: Brothership fanfic, Absolution (the last time I updated my work was in February, time flies). But things are still slow (sleep schedule for an example). It also doesn't help that this current season in Fortnite has been so much fun. Here's a lil' of my writing of my work in progress:
