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The Egos as Magnus Archives Fear Avatars
Hello ego enjoyers, I'm once again back on my AU bullshit! Or simply just me rambling on about these character's funky little vibes and assigning them TMA fears they'd probably be avatars of based on nothing but vibes. Possibly their lore, too, if they have it.
-Markiplier Egos-
Darkiplier, Avatar of The Dark: This one was an obvious choice! Dark(iplier) shares the same name/nickname as The Dark, and in my opinion it really makes sense with how his character is. My other two options were either The Stranger or The Web, but I decided to go with The Dark.
Wilford, Avatar of The Spiral: I thought that The Spiral fit really well with how Wilford is, considering the Spiral is all about the world not being as it seems and general madness, like how Wilford is.
Host, Avatar of The Eye: The Eye is a perfect fit for Host, because he can see everything going on despite being blind, and seems generally very knowledgable. I also think that The Eye fits with Host because he's a podcast host, and that's very similar to the case logs of The Magnus Archives.
Google, Avatar of The Extinction: This one fit mainly because of his vibes, and his "secondary objective is to destroy mankind" thing. Google just seems like a very Extinction-y android, and given the chance, I feel like he'd gladly serve The Extinction to fulfill his secondary objective.
Yancy, Avatar of The Stranger: Okay, I admit, this one was pretty much entirely based on his vibe. I didn't really think Yancy fit any one of the Fears exactly, so I went with The Stranger as I feel like Yancy sort of has its vibe? Also The Desolation for some reason.
Actor, Avatar of The Web: Even in his lore, Actor is very Web aligned to me. He manipulates, schemes, and is generally just an asshole. Actor orchestrated the entire night of WKM, and I think that's a very The Web thing of him to do. Also control is also very prevalent in his character.
Annus, Avatar of The End: If Unus Annus taught us one thing, it was that everything ends. I think that's all that's needed for Annus's explanation.
(Jacksepticeye, Crankgameplays/Ethan Nestor, MatPat and NateWantsToBattle egos under the cut)
-Jacksepticeye Egos-
Anti, Avatar of The Slaughter: Originally, I was going to do The Web, which I still think fits really well for Anti, but I thought that The Slaughter fit more. This is because Anti is, y'know, very aggressive, and even slit his (C!Jack's?) own throat in his first appearance.
Marvin, Avatar of The Eye: This one was majorly based on vibes, and I felt that Marvin had the most Eye vibes out of the Entities. He knows a lot about magic, too.
Jameson Jackson, Avatar of The Web: I was gonna go with The Eye initially for JJ. However, I thought with his theme in some of his videos of being a puppet connected by strings and being manipulated, I think he'd be an unwilling Avatar of The Web.
Chase Brody, Avatar of The Lonely: Considering in his lore he's divorced his wife and left his child, possibly killed them or somehow lost them... ("I lost the only two people that ever mattered to me") Yeah I think it's safe to say he'd be an Avatar of The Lonely.
Robbie the Zombie, Avatar of The Extinction: Another option for Robbie I had was The End, but with him being a zombie and all, I thought that The Extinction was just a better thematic fit I guess. I also was considering The Corruption.
Jackie, Avatar of The Corruption: This Fear is a little bit of a reach, but I thought that he had the vibes of The Corruption the most out of all the Fears. Jackie in my opinion doesn't really fit with any of them exactly, so I just went with the one I felt like for him. Maybe it's a representation of him getting "corrupted" by his hero work?
Henrik, Avatar of The End: He's a doctor, and has let his patients die before. Henrik is even called the "Doctor of Death." So I think that he's a good fit for being an Avatar of The End.
-Crankgameplays/Ethan Nestor Egos-
Unus, Avatar of The End: Two End Avatars in a row! Again, same logic as Annus being an Avatar of The End. Unus Annus was made to teach us that everything comes to an end, and to cherish the life we have.
Blank, Avatar of The Lonely: I think that The Lonely fits him well, since Blank is the manifestation of Ethan's depression and anxiety. I have a headcanon that he tends to avoid crowds and lots of people like the plague, so The Lonely is a good fit for my version of him too.
Mad Mike, Avatar of The Spiral: He sells drugs in ice cream, and some of those have to have to have some psychedelic affects. I think that he'd be an Avatar of The Spiral largely because of his drug business, and that he's probably somewhat crazy.
-MatPat Egos-
Mad, Avatar of The Desolation: Mad is insane, loves fire, and canonically (if we're calling William Afton in FNAF: The Musical MadPat, which I am) burned himself badly. I think he'd be a poster child of an Avatar of The Desolation. He'd enjoy watching something burn from the outside, knowing that someone's livelihood is being destroyed too.
The Detective, Avatar of The End: My memory of ETN is quite rusty, but I believe he died multiple times and came back once only to permanently die, right? I also get The End vibes from him in general.
The Hermit, Avatar of The Vast: I would've gone with The Lonely because he's trapped alone on an island in the middle of nowhere in the ocean, but because it's in the middle of the ocean, I went with The Vast instead. Hermit just kind of gives The Vast vibes to me.
-NateWantsToBattle Egos-
Natemare, Avatar of The Web: To be honest, I couldn't really decide on a fear for him to be an Avatar of. It was between The Web and The Vast, mainly. For him, I think it's majorly because of him being a siren and being able to control people if he wants to with his voice, and that seems very Web aligned to me.
Phantom, Avatar of The Stranger: Again, I couldn't really decide on one for Phantom. I thought that The Stranger fit his vibe the most, so I went with that. The other option was The Web, but since I already have Natemare as an Avatar of The Web I thought that Phantom should be an Avatar of a different Fear.
Bones, Avatar of The Hunt: This is mainly for my version of him. He's a revenant, constantly in pain and usually very angry. I think he'd like to take it out on others in a Hunt-like way, rather than a Slaughter-like way if that makes sense. His type of violence and killing isn't mindless, it isn't random, it's planned to hurt in as many ways as it can, to cause people the most pain before dying in an attempt to soothe his own pain.
Sharper, Avatar of The Flesh: I thought that he'd be an Avatar of The Flesh since in my interpretation of him/version of him, Sharper is a cyborg. I based that off the scene in the Take Me Anywhere music video where he has an injury with metal and wires and stuff under his skin, then I thought that he would work well as a Flesh Avatar since he might not like that he's (at least partially) still made of flesh and bone instead of fully robot or fully human.
Thank you for reading, everyone! Have a good day/night!
#youtuber egos#youtuber egos AU#The Magnus Archives AU#tma au#tma#the magnus archives#markiplier egos#jse egos#jacksepticegos#natewantstobattle egos#nwtb egos#crankgameplays egos#matpat egos
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Jschlatt x reader: Love Game
ALRIGHTY!!! Finally, i have moved my smut from Wattpad to here. if you still use wattpad (i dont cause im an adult now,) you can follow me @reusedtrashcan!
I'm a trans boy, so the reader in this is trans but hasn't transitioned yet. I really want to, but I'm terrified to get it. Anyways, have a boy with titties and a VV.
!SMUT!
"Y/N, ITS 9AM, CALM DOWN!" my lover, Johnathan Schlatt, shouts from the other room. I giggle quietly as I whisper to my twitch chat.
"I think I woke the bear up... I'll be riight back!" I stand up from my black and white gaming chair, making my way to mine and Schlatt's room, our orange tabby named Jambo following close behind me. I slowly open our door and peak in, seeing my king facing away from the door. I hold back a giggle as I see his medium length brown hair sticking up in tufts. Jambo wanders in, jumping on the bed and laying by his fathers feet.I walk over to the bed, climbing next to him, my 5'6" body body tiny compared to his 6'3" figure. I wrap my arm around his waist and set my head on his arm. "Johnny, I'm lonely... Come stream with me..." I whisper in his ear as I rub his chest and stomach. He groans, rolling over and throwing one arm over my waist, the other traveling up to play with my short blue hair.
"Why not cuddle with me instead?" he mumbles tiredly, his morning voice deep and gravely. I giggle. "Because, I'm busy doing my job and streaming for 16k people who are waiting for me to return right now." I whisper sweetly, cupping his face, my hand resting on his 'mutton chop'. I lean forward and kiss him on the nose before standing up and straightening my 'Unus Annus' hoodie. He flips on his back and stretches before placing his hands behind his head, watching me as I fix myself in our full body mirror. "Whatcha' looking at, Punk?" I ask, faking an attitude. He laughs, standing up and walking over to me. He places his large hands on my hips, leaning close to my ear." I was admiring what's ~mine~." he whispers as one of his hands slides to my ass, squeezing it, making me gasp. He turns around and walks to our closet."I'll be out in a minute. Don't miss me too much..." he hums as I turn around, heading out of our room, a blushing mess. I walk back into the streaming room, looking directly at the camera before checking the chat. They are all asking where Johnathan is. "Schlatt will be here soon, he's getting ready so he looks like a pretty princess.'' I say laughing as I stand up straight. "What?" I hear him ask from behind me before I feel him wrap his arms around me, leaning down to bury his face in my neck. "Nothing Love..." I say as I smile, placing my hand on his head. He stands up, looking at my chat, who is spamming my 'AW POG' emote. He laughs before leaving the room again, probably to grab food or something.
~TIME SKIP~
Sighing as I end my stream, I sit back, feeling a presence behind me. I look up to see Johnathan looking down at me, smirking. He pokes my forehead, looking further down me before I realize why. I quickly pull my hoodie up a bit before giggling. He sighs and moves his attention to my computer screen, watching as I put my favorite playlist on. "How to Save a Life" by The Fray starts playing as Schlatt walks around the chair, picking up my small body and sitting down, setting me on his lap. I lean my head into his chest, enjoying the moment. After about 20 minutes of just sitting there listening to music and cuddling, he finally speaks as I wiggle down further into his crotch, trying to get comfortable. "Y/N..." he says, I shift again, which made him groan. "Y/N, stop moving." I gasp a bit as I realize what I did.
I quickly try to hop up, but he wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me in place as he rubs against me, putting his head in the crook of my neck. (authors note, I'm writing this in Science class) Feeling his shallow breaths against my neck as he tries to keep in groans, our roommate Connor asleep in the next room. He continues to grind against me as he gets rougher, making me moan. He places his hand against my mouth as he gives one more hard grind before bending me forward and pushing me against my desk.
He leans over me, grinding again, and whispering to me. "Next time Y/N, watch how you move, alright? Now, Prince, be a good slut for daddy."I nod my head and he chuckles, leaning back up, running his hands over my ass. He suddenly smacks it, making me gasp. He runs his hands up my hips, flipping me around and lifting me to sit on the desk and spreading my legs apart a little, stepping in between them as he takes my hoodie off. He immediately starts sucking, leaving hickeys on my neck. I moan as he gropes my boob with one hand, his other traveling into my pants. (I'm now in ELA class... hah) He sets me on my feet, looking at me impatiently. I quickly pull my pants down, leaving me only in my underwear and him fully dressed. He only looks at me with dominance.
"Everything off Y/N." I look at him, rocking on my heels, feeling a bit bratty. Mistake. He wraps his hand around my neck and I hear a very familiar click. My eyes widen as I rush to take my panties off. "Good boy~" he hums, picking me up as I wrap my legs around him. He presses me against a wall to hold me up with one hand, using the other to take his throbbing member out of his pants. I whine as I feel it brush against me. He chuckles, brushing it against my opening, teasing me. I moan and he covers my mouth with his large hand as he pushes into me, letting out a soft groan. He slowly pumps, knowing he's driving me crazy. I whine and he lifts his hand from my mouth, wrapping it around my throat.
"What do you want, baby?" he asks, smirking. I choke back moans. "Please..." I say, out of breath as he continues his teasing pace. "Please what baby boy? Use your words~" he purrs. "Please.... please... f-faster... h-harder..." I quietly say as he smiles crazily. Suddenly he slams into me, making me scream as he places his hand back on my throat. "Happily!" he laughs as he continues slamming into me. You can clearly hear my moans through his hand as I feel the burning knot start to build in my stomach. His pace stays just as ravaging as he groans. At the sound of his groan the knot in my stomach snaps as I cum on him. He continues pounding at the same pace. He looks down and his lip curls up.
"Did I say you could cum, slut?" he spits, picking up his pace and throwing his head back. I begin to cry as the overstimulation overcomes my body. He keeps his pace as my tears roll down his hands, my screams sounding as though they aren't even muffled.
As I begin to come down from my high, I feel my second orgasm start to build up. I start whining to tell Schlatt so I don't get in trouble. He laughs.
"Do you really think i should let you cum?" he questions, removing his hand from my mouth again and grabbing a fist full of my hair, his thrusts getting sloppier. I nod rapidly. At that, he grins. "Beg"
"P-please... please Daddy, please let me cum, Ill be good! Please" I plead in-between moans. He chuckles, letting go of my hair and stroaking my cheek softly. "Good boy~ Cum with me~"
As his thrusts become harder and sloppier, I cum again. Seconds after I feel him release ropes of his seed inside of me. He pulls out, shifting me into bridal position as I feel his cum dripping out of me. He quickly throws a blanket over me as I lay my head on his chest. He carries me out the office and into the bathroom, setting me in the tub and starting the warm water. He momentarily leaves the room to grab me new clothes, and I hear Connor outside the door., making me giggle.
"Next time Schlatt, keep it down."
(If you want, dm some story ideas. ill take some.)
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lil rant no one cares about
One thought, head bumping with stress: I would be incredibly disappointed if Unus Annus wasn’t deleted. I think the lore stuff is pretty cool (although I’d rather not have the comment section full of #stoptheclock - and dw, ik it refers to Unus and Annus and it’s not trying to keep the channel up, it’s just a tiny bit annoying ) and I get that some unfortunate people only just found out about the channel.
......but that’s the point. I mean if you wanna download the videos, no one’s stopping you, but I can’t imagine being able to enjoy it after time has run out. It would just (and I don’t use this word most of the time) ruin it for me. At the very least, don’t reupload them. And I don’t just mean YouTube, I mean don’t share them anywhere, like on google drive.
I think I’m better off treating it as back before Camp Unus Annus when shit really hit the fan. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it a lot and same goes for the videos after, but it’s a little too much to keep up with for me. I hope all the theorists enjoy the end and/or what comes after, but I’ll just sit here and laugh my ass off at Ethan glueing dog fur to Mark and not search for a deeper meaning. I think that’ll make it even cooler if they reveal something huge.
I’m not saying “don’t treat this as a mystery w tons of lore”, I’m just saying it’ll feel a lil lonely enjoying it differently. Anyway have a good rest of your day:D
Memento Mori.
#obviously i love theories still#i mean my favourite show is gravity falls and i remember decoding#and reading and writing theories about it since season one all the way to the treasure hunt#im probs just tired#unus anuus
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The Spiral- a short #UnusAnnus stor
Endless spiral all around me. It must have been just a few hours but it feels like eternity. Does time even work the same around here? Who knows… maybe not even a day passed above- above, in the real world. Huh real world, is that what I am calling it? I guess, but if that is real where am I now? I am not dreaming, I can’t be dead- I think- and this definitely isn’t the same place where I was a few hours ago. Where am I? In the machine! That’s where I am, that is certain, but that still doesn’t mean I can’t be somewhere else as well. For all I know the stupid coffin can work just as an entrance to another universe which we naively call “The Machine”. Where am I? I would love to say I am in the middle of nowhere but even that isn’t true! I am not in the middle! I am just nowhere! Absolutely nowhere!
How could it all go so bad? We had everything in control didn’t we? Didn’t we? Sure we did! At the beginning! But then it all went to hell! How could I let that happen? The worst part is I could have prevented this! I could have, god damn it! And if nothing else I could have prevented Ethan from paying for my mistakes! I keep waking towards the nonexistent middle. A fun little channel! It was supposed to be just a fun little channel! But nah! I must always go just a little further! Always just a little more! Always further beyond! And look where that got me! Look! And sure I was tricked- tricked into the machine- but it is till my fault! All of this! My fault! Oh Ethan will never forgive me for this! I wouldn’t if I was at his place- Wherever that even is…
No! You are not taking my friend you stupid piece of machinery! No matter what you try to do to me! I am still Mark Fishbach! And if nothing else I am going to get Ethan out of here! Somehow…
...somehow...
Ah what am I kidding… it would be a miracle if I even found him let alone found a way to get us out of here! All of this! It is just me trying to keep my head above the water. Just a sad and lonely Mark trying to keep myself sane by assigning myself a probably pointless task without any assurance it is fulfillable! Am I doing this just because I don’t want to believe I have failed again? Probably! Have I already failed? Definitely! Can I make this right? Who the hell knows?!
I should be hungry and thirsty but the only thing I am is tired- tired and so incredibly stupid! Why did I ever think making a deal with two death gods was a good idea? I want to slow down! I want to stop for a moment and get some sleep but I am afraid that once I slow down for even a single moment I won’t be able to get back up. I have to keep going! I have to, or else I have failed yet again. And so I continue on, into the nothing in front of me, getting forever further from the nothing behind me. I wonder how Amy is doing. Does she know? Does she have a suspicion? Or is she still blissfully oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend and his friend have been replaced by dangerous entities from another dimension? What do the editors think? I hope they are not in danger too! That’s the last thing I need now- more people I put in the harm’s way!
How long did I already walk? Who knows?! I don’t! That’s certain! How ironic I am inside of a clock! I can even hear it! Each and every second of it! I hear it! Tic. Tac. Tic. Tac. Over and over it ticks away my time. Yet I don’t know how much time I have. All I hear is the constant ticking! I feel like I am going crazy! Who knows, maybe I already am! Even if I was, there isn’t anyone to tell me is there?!
W-way- Wait a minute! Do I-? Is-is that-? No way! I gathered all the last bits of strength I had and started to run. Don’t let your hopes up Mark! Maybe you really are going crazy. You know what this place does. But it has to be! Who else would it be? Breathing heavily I ran right to the silhouette that emerged from the spiral in front of me. The closer I got the clearer it was- I found him! Against all odds I did it! I found Ethan! Still panting I stopped just a few meters in front of him. “Ethan?!” I spoke in between my breaths. But I got no answer, Ethan was sitting right in front of me, curled into a ball with his head hidden by his legs. “Ethan?” I asked this time more carefully, his behavior startled me. No answer. “Ethan it’s me, Mark!” I repeated once again. “Sure and the voice you sent last time was also you right?!” Ethan finally spoke, still not looking at me, his voice was tired, exhausted and quiet. “What? What voice?” I asked. The initial excitement was now replaced by confusion. “Oh don’t play dumb with me! Why do you keep thinking this will work?! You tried so many times before, why do you think this time I’ll believe you?” “B-but it is me, Mark! Please just look! I am right here in front of you!” I started to fear for Ethan’s sanity. “Don’t let your hopes up! Don’t let your hopes up! Don’t let your hopes up!” Ethan whispered to himself as he started to tremble. “Ethan! Please! I am right here!” I said once more but with each word Ethan just trembled more and more. Alright whatever I am doing, it is not working. I need to try this differently… but how? Damn it Ethan I am supposed to be the crying bitch baby! “Ethan just tell me what can I do to make you believe I am really here if you don’t want to look for yourself?” I asked. “Shut up!” Ethan shouted. “Just shut up and leave me alone!” Do I want to touch him and make him look? No, no I can’t, if anything I would just make him even more afraid. Startled, I accepted my defeat and sat quietly down a few meters away from Ethan, waiting for him to do something first. What happened to him? Should I be afraid for his sanity? I-I mean I already am, but should I be?! I don’t know how long we sat there like this but we did. Just the two of us… in the literal embodiment of nowhere. Finally Ethan moved his head and gave me one quick look before flinching and looking away again. I wanted to do or say something but I feared that any movement might scare him even more. Just a moment- that’s how long it took Ethan to avert his eyes back to me, he was still trembling in what I imagine was fear but in his eyes I saw disbelief and surprise. “M-Mark?” He asked shyly. “Yes! Yes, it is me Ethan! It is really me.” I spoke as calmly as I could. “What are you doing here?” He continued with the questioning. “We opened the coffin, remember?” I said. “And since then?” “I tried to find you.” I answered not fully understanding why would Ethan ask that question. “It really is you?” Ethan asked once again. “Yes! Here in the flesh.” Silence.
“What did you mean when you spoke about the voice?” Now was my time to ask questions. I disn'r want to break the silence but the tension in the east was unbearable. “From time to time I hear a voice- your voice and it keeps calling to me. Telling me that you are here but no matter how hard I look around, you are never there.” Ethan’s voice started to crack. “No matter what I do, and no matter where I go you are never there!” His voice finally broke as Ethan started to tear up. “Never there! So I decided to just close my eyes and hope it disappears soon!” He spoke between sobbs. “I don't know if it is this place messing with my head or if I am just crazy but in the end it doesn’t matter. In the end nothing really matters in here apart from your own sanity fading away slowly in front of your eyes.” “I am here now, okay? I am here and I am not going anywhere.” I tried to comfort him. “Can you please hug me?” Ethan asked suddenly, tears still filling his eyes. I stood up and walked closer to him, carefully, as if I risked breaking something in the process, he was almost still, his eyes looking at me through the layer of the salty tears. I closed the gap between us and finally embraced Ethan in a long and tight hug. I really cannot tell who needed it more. Was it the trembling Ethan or the exhausted me? I don’t know but at the moment it didn’t matter.
“Are we going to die here?” Ethan broke the silence, he was still terrified. “No-“ I tried to console him but he cut me off. “Don’t lie to me Mark! Are we going to die here?” Ethan saw right through me. He broke free from the hug. “I-I don’t know.” I said, now truthfully even though the sentence was breaking my heart. It was me who caused this! And it was my place to find a way out of here, not Ethan’s! Heck he wasn’t even supposed to end up here in the first place! “B-but we have a whole year to figure something out! I promise I will do anything in my power to get you out of here!” “A year? What are you talking about? We have a week at best! We have one day, if that annoying prick occupying my body is telling the truth!” Ethan raised his voice both in anger and confusion. “No- No, that can’t be right! A day?!” I too was confused and fear quickly made its way back into my head. This can’t be right! “This place- it plays tricks on you Mark… time and space lose meaning here. Left can be right, right can be left, down can be up and up can be down. There is no floor under us nor a ceiling above us. There is just the never ending spiral and nothing more… and on top of that, it literally sucks energy out of you probably to fuel the machine- you probably experiwnced that. I have been here for a long time- probably way longer than you. And if Unus is telling the truth then in our actual world we have a day before the timer hits zero-” How long have you been here Ethan?! How long have I been here? Do we really have just one day? No! No, No, No, No, No! That can’t be! I still have to make things right! “What to you is a day, to me is a month and all of it is completely different from the outside world anyways so it doesn’t matter!” Ethan’s voice was just a little too calm given the situation. I must say it scared me. “And for every real-world day that flies by, that stupid idiot above comes down and tells me ‘Hey! You wasted another day!’ In the most uplifting way possible so it makes you go even more crazy!” Here Ethan’s voice finally revealed the full power of his despair and fear that until now I could just guess was still inside of him. This however wasn’t really time for in-depth analysis of Ethan’s feelings. “Wait… wait… wait… by the stupid idiot you mean Unus? He has visited you?” If anything this was time to get the hell out of here and even for that it was probably too late. Time… funny that time is what we need. We are in a place that doesn’t follow the rules of physics and yet we are fighting for time! We are in a place that literally screams ‘Time is a social construct!’ on top of its lungs yet time is the only thing we need right now. I want to laugh at the irony of it but my mouth is sealed shut unable to say a word. “Of course he has visited me! Always with his black little suit, and a body that belongs to ME!” A short pause. “Do you want to tell me that mister Annus up there didn’t come to you at least once to remind you just how much time you have until you DIE?!” Ethan asked, spitting the name Annus in a mocking tone from his mouth. What he said must have been a rethorical question because he didn’t even give me time to answer. Of course he didn’t… Of course! Or else you would’ve known that we don’t have a whole year but one mere day!” Ethan said almost in one breath. “I-I-“ I wanted to say something- anything- but there was nothing I could say to make the situation better. There was noth I could do! And this feeling of hopelessness enveloped me until I couldn’t think about anything else.
Something suddenly caught Ethan’s eye as he stopped in his angry rant and looked behind me. “Speak of the devils!” He shouted angrily, waking me from my despair and making me look his way. Indeed I immediately saw and recognized two figures standing in front of us. Unus in black, Annus in white, both with bodies that once belonged to me and Ethan. In fact they would be exact copies of us if it wasn’t for the skulls sitting where the head should be. Perfectly still, they stood there, in their classic postures and with their palms forming the notorious triangle. “Come-” Annus said, his voice identical to mine. “-the livestream is about to begin.” Unus added.
I hope you liked my short story. It would mean an incredible amount to me if you told me what you think and if you upvoted it! I secretly hope Mark and Ethan will notice this and read it on the livestream so if you could upvote it would mean the world to me.
Momento Mori my friends
#UnusAnnus
#unus annus#unusannus#UnusAnnusEndParty#unus annus fanart#unusannusisoverparty#unus annus is over party
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[Image ID: A chapter image done in the style of Wizardess Heart. A large, off-white imagine with a guy on it. He’s wearing a dark gray uniform. There’s a lavender bar over him that reads “Tsukasa Kuze.” The rest of the text reads “Happy Ending” /End ID]
As soon as my alarm went off, my stomach started aching. Or maybe I just became aware of it aching? That sickly feeling when you don’t get enough sleep filled my stomach and my eyes burned as I opened them. It was six in the morning and we’d just gone to bed a few hours ago. But today was a special day: my trial. The day where I’d become an official student or not.
Beside me, Tsukasa turned over onto his back. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and groaned.
“I feel like I only got a few minutes of sleep,” he complained.
“Me too. I wish this wasn’t so early,” I sighed.
“Our Judgments were this early too and I hated it.”
I didn’t want to get out of bed, but this wasn’t something I could be late to. I crawled out of bed and slowly started getting ready for the day.
“You can stay here if you want and sleep a little longer,” I told him.
“And let you go to your Judgment by yourself? No way.” He got out of bed and started going through his backpack for some fresh clothes. As we got ready, I swore I could smell something cooking. It had to be my imagination, right?
“Hey, do you want to go get breakfast after the Judgment?” I asked.
“I’m down. I should be hungry by then and it’d be nice to celebrate you becoming an official student,” he said with a grin.
“Don’t say that! We don’t know if I’ll pass or not.”
“Love…” He went over to me, cupping my face in his hands. “There’s no way you’re not making it. You’re going to pass. I know it.” His words soothed me. I put my hands over his and kissed him. What was I going to do if I didn’t make it?
When I opened the door, the smell of pastries and cinnamon filled the air. Tsukasa and I glanced at each other. I guess I hadn’t imagined it at all. The door to our kitchen was open and when we peaked inside, we were in for a surprise.
“Guys?!” I squeaked.
“Good, you’re awake. I thought I’d have to go and wake you up,” Isabelle laughed. Isabelle and Aika sat at our table while Dorian was at his usual post at the oven.
“What are you guys doing up? It’s so early,” I said.
“Did you really think we weren’t going to have breakfast with you? Or should I say, you two?” Aika teased me. My face was burning. I was already trying to avoid Dorian’s burning eyes and this wasn’t helping me feel calmer. It’s not like anything happened, but even if I explained that, they wouldn’t believe me.
“You realize people can just sleep in beds, right? You don’t have to be doing anything else,” Tsukasa said in a deadpan. Isabelle snorted.
“Sure, sure,” she grinned. I tried to ignore her snickering and grabbed some food.
“So how’re you feeling this morning, sweetie?” Aika asked.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted.
“Don’t be! You’re totally gonna make it,” Isabelle said encouragingly.
“You’ve been through worse. This is nothing,” Dorian piped up. … You know what? They were right. I’d been though so much in the past couple days and I’d improved by leaps and bounds. With everyone’s help and my own effort, we’d weathered through this past two weeks. I grabbed some food and sat down across from Isabelle.
“I really appreciate everything you guys have done for me. Thank you,” I told them.
“Oh, don’t worry about it! Helping each other is something we should all be doing,” Aika said.
“Maybe people in the Night Class will actually start working together now,” Dorian muttered.
“Huh?”
“No one here really gets along. I mean, I think it’s changing a little bit since the Unus students have their little cliques and that’s better than nothing. But the Night Class has been notorious for lone wolf attitudes,” Aika explained.
“I wonder if the Day Class is like that,” Dorian mused.
“I guess we’ll find out,” she shrugged.
“Huh? What’s that mean?” I asked. The two looked to each other.
“Do you want to tell them, Aika?” Dorian asked.
“Tell me what?”
“We, uh, we’re no longer Night Class students,” Aika said quietly.
“What?!”
“When I made a contract with Dorian, I gained the ability to use magic. Now that I broke it and I can’t make another contract with him, there’s no point in us staying here,” she said. So that’s why she was evading our questions about how she’d be affected for breaking her contract...
“Headmaster Randolph was nice enough to offer us teaching assistant jobs, at least for the end of the year. I’ll be helping to teach summoning magic and Aika’s helping out the music department,” Dorian told us.
“So we won’t see you guys that much anymore?” My shoulders slumped.
“No, but we’ll make sure to keep in touch! And you can come visit us once we get our new place set up!” Aika said cheerfully. Even though the idea of our suite just being myself and Isabelle felt weird and it hurt to know Aika and Dorian wouldn’t be around, at least they were still going to be in town. They weren’t going away forever. This was just another step in their journey.
“I hope you guys enjoy the teaching positions,” I told them with a smile.
“Thanks! I hope so too,” Aika laughed.
The sun was already shining brightly as Tsukasa and I made our way to the auditorium. It was still early enough in the morning that our shoes squeaked as we walked on the wet grass. It was going to be a beautiful day and part of me was sad I’d become nocturnal. This was perfect picnic weather.
“How are you feeling?” Tsukasa asked.
“I’m a little nervous, but I think I’ll be okay. But what about you? How are you feeling after all of this?” I asked. He sighed.
“It’s been pretty hard coping with everything Azusa told me. It’s… weird to think about, to say the least,” he told me. I squeezed his hand reassuringly. “I’m just trying to stay positive. This is a second chance, isn’t it? And I’m going to try and live life to the fullest.”
“That’s a good way to think about it,” I agreed. I had to wonder though, how hard it would be to find a therapist for him that wouldn’t immediately rat Azusa out for necromancy and attempted murder of a unicorn.
“And physically, I’ve never felt better,” Tsukasa said.
“I’m so glad for that. I’m just glad this is all over.”
“Me too. Now we can just focus on us.” He put his arm around me and I snuggled into his side. We continued our journey to the auditorium, passing through the Day Class’ side of campus. I couldn’t help but wonder what would’ve happened had I been accepted into the Day Class instead of the Night Class. Would I have been able to improve so much? Would the days before my trial be peaceful and calm? Or just as busy and stressful as the past couple days?
Although I wasn’t sure why I’d been selected for the Night Class, I was glad I was here. If I’d been accepted into the Day Class, I would’ve never met Tsukasa. Or Isabelle. Or Dorian and Aika. Maybe I never would’ve learned that I can depend on people. At least, not yet.
We reached the auditorium’s door. Tsukasa turned to me.
“You got this. I know you do,” he reassured me.
“I got this…” I nodded. Everything is going to be okay. I took a deep breath and entered the auditorium.
The auditorium was lofty and to be honest, it looked more like a cathedral than a place for school assemblies and rallies. The ceiling were soaring and the light stone was so bright in the sun light. Headmaster Randolph stood behind a podium, smiling.
“Good morning, Headmaster,” I greeted him.
“Good morning. Are you ready to start the trial?”
“I am!” He chuckled.
“I’m glad to hear that enthusiasm! May I please see your Acceptance Letter?”
“Yeah, just give me a moment, please.” I rummaged through my bag, searching for the letter. I came across the Love Holiday card from Fandamilia and smiled. Even if Isabelle didn’t like her, she was a sweet girl deep down. I found the letter and handed it over to Headmaster Randolph.
“Thank you very much,” he said. He carefully placed it in front of a golden pair of scales.
Are those used in the Judgment? It’s not based off of grades or professors recommendations? … Huh. You learn something new every day. "Oh Scale of Judgment... This student shall be judged to be a rightful student or not. Reveal your judgment now! … Please your hand over your letter.”
Silently, I obeyed his orders. As soon as my hand went over the letter, the scales started to shine bright. The light got brighter and brighter and I shut my eyes. But then it suddenly dissipated. I opened my eyes and my letter was still glittering. The words “provisional” started to fade from the paper and giddiness was slowly settling into my body.
“Congratulations, you’ve become an official student,” Headmaster Randolph told me with a smile.
“Yay! I did it!” I jumped up and down, clapping my hands together.
“You’ve improved a lot in the past two weeks. You should be proud of yourself,” he told me.
“I am! But I couldn’t have done it without my friends and Tsukasa helping me out.”
“I’m happy to hear that. You two looked so terrified when I confirmed your Buddy status. It’s good to know you two have been working hard together.”
“Yeah, we’ve both been working really hard. And we’ll continue to work hard!”
“Good. Now go rest up. You probably aren’t used to being up this early,” he laughed.
“Yes, sir. Thank you again!”
“No need to thank me. This is all thanks to you.”
I knew that he didn’t mean anything about it, and it was true that I put in a lot of hard work to get here, but really, this wasn’t just my victory. This belonged to me and my friends.
I left the auditorium and found Tsukasa leaning against the wall, waiting for me. His face lit up when he saw me.
“It’s official!” I announced.
“That’s great!” His arms wrapped around me tightly, spinning me around in a circle.
“I’m so happy nothing has to change.” I breathed a sigh of relief. It really did feel like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
“Me too. I don’t know what I’d do if you got rejected,” he said.
“We don’t have to worry about that!”
Tsukasa cupped my face with his hand, smiling softly at me.
“I’m so proud of you.” He kissed my nose and I couldn’t help but giggle.
“I couldn’t have done it alone. This was teamwork,” I told him.
“Maybe it was, but you’re allowed to take the credit if you want. We could’ve helped you, but your effort’s what made this happen.”
Perhaps he was right. But I preferred to think of it as a group effort.
“So, how about we go back to the dorms and get some sleep? We got classes today, after all.”
“Let’s do it.”
Holding hands, we walked back to our side of campus. The giddiness died down a little, but there were still butterflies in my stomach. I’d made it into my dream school. I got to officially enroll. And of course, I wouldn’t have to leave Tsukasa’s side.
This was the beginning of a new wonderful chapter in our lives.
Months later…
The dining room in Aika and Dorian’s apartment wasn’t the biggest space. The table clearly meant for two people had the six of us crowded around it, eating and chatting. Dorian had pulled over a recliner for Isabelle to sit on, Aika sitting on the arm of the chair. Tsukasa say on a step stool and we were all shoulder to shoulder. But somehow, that just made this way more fun.
“… And then! And then he gave this truly hot take and my soul left my body. I just don’t understand how Clive gets all these terrible hot takes,” Isabelle told us, gesticulating wildly the whole time.
“I’m pretty sure he thinks they’re stupid, too,” Tsukasa said.
“Has it occurred to you he’s just doing it to torment you?” Azusa asked.
“Yeah, he likes trolling people. He does it to Viggo all the time,” Tsukasa pointed out. Dorian snorted.
“Oh yeah, Viggo and his magic bong,” he laughed.
“He’d tell you it’s a pipe,” Aika giggled. I snickered before taking a drink of my punch.
“Do you have anything fun planned for the summer, Isabelle?” Tsukasa asked.
“Nah. I’m just babysitting the whole time,” she told us. “If Nox goes and visits his aunt, I’ll hang out with him some, but other than that, it’ll be an uneventful summer. What about you guys?”
“There’s some nice hiking trails around Reitz that we might hit. But I think it’ll just be a sleep summer for us, too,” I said.
“After this semester, I’m totally fine with that,” Tsukasa said.
“Yeah, things have been so crazy. Hopefully next year isn’t so insane,” she laughed.
“It makes me glad I was put in the Day Class,” Azusa commented.
“Oh, you’re one to talk. The Day Class is just as chaotic. Like that stuff with Klaus and Randy? That’s straight out of a soap opera,” Aika said.
“Who?” Tsukasa asked.
“Prefect Klaus is an old acquaintance of Aika and he hates Randy’s guts. It’s kind of amusing, to be honest,” Azusa informed him.
“You’re only saying that because you don’t have to deal with the two of them at the same time. Imagine having them in a class together,” Dorian pouted.
“That’s unfortunate,” Azusa said unsympathetically. I snorted and glanced at my watch. I almost choked at the time.
“Tsukasa, we need to head to the train station,” I said quietly, grabbing his shirt sleeve.
“Aw, you guys gotta head out?” Aika frowned.
“Yeah, we can’t miss our train,” Tsukasa said.
“Well then, I guess we won’t keep you.”
We got up and started giving hugs to everyone, saying our goodbyes. We’d be back in town a week before school started to spend more time with Azusa, Aika, and Dorian, but until then, Tsukasa and I would have the summer to ourselves.
“Be sure to write me once in a while,” Azusa told him.
“I promise. Don’t overwork yourself,” Tsukasa replied.
“I won’t,” Azusa promised.
It was nice to see them truly getting along now. Tsukasa and I grabbed our backpacks and suitcases and leaving the trio’s apartment, we made our way to the train station. Although I was sad to leave our friends, this was going to be an amazing summer. I just knew it. The day was beautiful and there were so many beautiful days ahead of Tsukasa and I. And hands clasped together and our shoulders rubbing against each other, we started our next big adventure.
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Tangled Emotions
Hooray! My first ever ErrorInk thing! XD This is a gift for my good friend @unu-nunu-art and their gf @ask-glitch-and-squid (sorry idk wat ur actual Tumblr is QwQ) I have never done ErrorInk before...but I mean why not try? I am thinking there will be 3 parts to this, but we shall see! Do enjoy!
Error belongs to @loverofpiggies
Ink belongs to @myebi
Dream and Nightmare Sans belong to @jokublog
Part 1: Tied
Error looked up into the starry sky, relaxing on a large asteroid. Outertale....I really should just destroy this damned mistake. He thought. But....it's peaceful here. Quiet. He sighed and looked at his yellow tipped fingers. Strings formed and made shapes around them, then they formed on the other hand and he began tom play with them. "Nice and-"
"ERROR!!!!" A loud voice echoed next to his skull and he let out loud, screeching noises as he flopped over. "Ahahahahaha!!!! You should see your face!" Error scrambled to sit up, scowling with fury as a skeleton with ink on his face continued to laugh, holding his sides and kicking his feet with laughter. "Oh my god! You always have the best faces!"
"INK!!! I'M TRYING TO ENJOY MY PEACE AND QUIET TIME!!!!" Error snapped, his eyes red and furious. Ink sat back up and rubbed a tear away from his eyes before clapping his hands together. "So what the hell do you want?"
"I was just curious to see what you were doing, that's all." Ink smiled. Error rolled his eyes and turned back around, fiddling with his strings. "So~? What are ya doing~?"
"None of your fucking business." Error grumbled. He continued to fiddle with the strings, grumbling as his hands shook. "Damnit!" He screeched.
"Heh, here." Varey carefully, Ink placed his hands gently on Error's wrists, helping to steady his hands. "There you go. Now give it a shot." Error flinched at Ink's closeness, but he shook his head and focused on the strings between his fingers. "You're doing something like Cat's Cradle, right?"
".....Yeah..." Error mumbled as he tried to focus on the strings.
"Heh, you're creating something~...."
"Shut up!" He growled, his body glitching slightly despite his cheeks turning a gentle, light blue in embarrassment. "Y-You don't-"
"And there you go." Error blinked and looked between his fingers. The strings had formed a small kitten shape and he blinked. "See? You don't need to focus so hard. Just...I guess feel?"
"Heh, that's rich coming from a skeleton that can't feel." He felt Ink's fingers twitch
"Yeah....you're right." He chuckled, the sound almost sad. "Oh yeah! That's right!" His loud voice made Error cover his head and groan. "I'm working on something special!" Error glared at Ink and he raised his hands in mock surrender. "Trust me, it isn't another portal or anything!"
"Pfft, what could you possibly be making that has nothing to do with these trashy worlds you insist on helping create?" Ink winked at him and Error rolled his yellow eyes. "Whatever. I'm sure it's nothing amazing or anything."
"Oh, you could be surprised~!" He poked at Error's cheek and the skeleton narrowed his eyes and slapped the hand away. "It's taken a lot of time....but it's almost done." He gave off a gentle smile and Error covered his mouth up with his coat.
Ngh, not this weird fluttery feeling again! Why the hell does this always happen with him around?! Error thought. Ugh......maybe my Soul is just acting up...glitching out. "It must be soooo great if you're coming here to brag about it."
"Well, it's....kinda important." Error turned to see Ink twiddle his thumbs, his eyes forming a star and small heart. "I really want this to work....so I can share it with someone." Error raised a brow at his soft tone, watching Ink adjust his scarf. "I just...don't think I can really express-"
"Are ya getting all mushy on me or some shit?" Error laughed. "Wow Ink. To me of all people?! You're either desperate or stupid!" Ink chuckled a little and the sad sound it made caused Error's Soul to flinch. Damn, what gives?!
"Yeah...maybe." Ink painted the ground and winked. "Well, see ya later! Enjoy your peace and quiet!" He hopped in and promptly vanished, leaving Error alone.
"...Hmph...." He grumbled and folded his arms. "Now I can't relax here....idiot ink smudge...."
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Ink hummed to himself as he doodled on a piece of paper. "Hmm....nah, there's too much of this one and not enough of this....ugh!" He crumpled the paper and tossed it aside. He flopped onto his back and covered his eyes with his arm. "Why is this so hard~?"
"Still no luck huh?" A soft, warm voice came from next to him and he turned to see a familiar face, golden eyes filled with amusement. "I've never seen you work so tirelessly on something before."
"Heya Dream..." Ink sighed and rolled onto his side. "I know the basics...but I've never had to make something to this...complexity before. And for....well for someone who may not even return these feelings I have? It kinda....sucks."
"Well, how did it start, hmm? I mean seriously. He destroys everything you protect!"
"Yeah I know. Talk about edgy to a fault, right?"
"Ink, seriously. When did this sudden wish to confess to him even start?" Ink sighed and sat up, looking around at the vast paper's hanging from strings. "I have to admit...curious here."
"Well...I don't really know." He whispered. "One day we just started hanging out in Outertale. We made it a sorta 'neutral zone' I guess. Over time though I began noticing something...weird." He looked down at his sash, covered in colorful bottles. "Something I had never, ever felt before even with my bottles. It was...."
"Squirmy? Fluttery?"
"...Warm. Soft and.....gentle almost." Dream smiled at the soft look on his friend's face. "I just...I wanted more of it." He sighed and let out a weak chuckle. "I just...don't know what it is."
"Heh, no wonder this place is brimming with positivity lately." Dream laughed.
"I'm happy for ya Ink, honest." He patted his back and Ink smiled. "Just don't jump the gun ok? You know how unstable Error can be."
"Ha! Unstable is putting it mildly." Ink laughed gently. "Yeah, he's a bit rough around the edges, and him wanting to destroy everything I want to protect is a bit of a pain." He shrugs. "But...even so...I can't bring myself to hate him or anything. We're sorta two sides of the same coin, you know?"
"So....you're in love with him." Hearing the word caused Ink to blush slightly, his cheeks turning orange and blue at the same time. "This is crazy Ink! You know he'd never...." The sudden crestfallen look on Ink's face made Dream stop. "Sorry, I just...don't want to see you getting hurt over this ok?"
"I know...and thanks for that Dream." Ink gave him a reassuring smile. He pulled a paper down and held his hand out. A smaller version of his brush appeared and he began to paint on it. "I'm almost done...I know it! I just need to find out what it is I'm missing..."
"You can make these for others, but not for yourself?" Dream asked.
"It...isn't that simple. At least, I don't think it is." He placed the tip of the brush to his mouth in thought. "I just don't really know. I want this to work Dream. For once...I want to express myself in a new way." Dream leaned over his shoulder and looked at the page.
"Well...maybe try putting that new feeling into the drawing?" Ink's eyes brightened up and he whirled around to hug Dream. "H-Huh?!"
"Dream you're a genius! Thank you so much! Stars yes!" He laughed and held the page close. "I can do this! This is totally gonna work!"
"Uhh......ok? I just made a stupid suggestion."
"No you didn't Dream....no you really didn't." He winked. "Alrighty! I gotta focus! So.....shoo!" Dream chuckled as Ink waved him off, turning back to the paper and concentrating. "Hmm...let me see....this and...."
Heh...good luck Ink. Dream winked before leaving the Doodle Sphere. You'll need it.
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A lone figure appeared in the shadows of a large, rock outcropping, gazing down at the two figures below him. Chatting away per the norm.....this is what, the fourth day now? He thought. Granted, Ink's been leaving him behind a lot earlier lately... He watched the two keep chatting, Ink's warm laugh and Error's angry screeching filling his head. "Ugh...this is just gross...." A teal eye narrowed in the darkness, watching Ink and Error chatting from afar. "These feelings just....ugh." He waited for Ink to leave before moving in closer. "Hello there E-" He was cut off as strings suddenly shot out and bound his arms behind his back. "Wow, not a very welcome greeting, hmm?"
"You....." His red and yellow eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on his strings. "What do you want, hmm?"
"Do I need a reason to visit my friend?"
"We are not friends!" Error made a soft, almost hissing noise as his body flickered more and more. "I do not have friends!"
"Heh, well it sure looked like you did....so you and Ink, hmm?" Nightmare grinned as Error's fingers twitched. "Funny. I thought you hated Ink."
"I do!" Error growled, his grip faltering slightly. "We just...we agreed this was a neutral place! That's all!"
"Wow. The Destroyer of the Multiverse, agreeing to a truce in a place made by the one skeleton he cannot stand? Tell me I'm delusional."
"Yer delusional." Error grumbled. "I do not like Ink! I hate that messy splotch!"
"The more you say it, the less convincing you sound." Nightmare grinned. A long, dripping tentacle shot out and coiled around the strings holding him, snapping them easily. "However, I did not come hear to listen to your denials. I came here to offer you assistance."
"...Assistance?" Error stood up straighter and adjusted his blue scarf. "What do you mean?"
"You wish to enter the Doodle Sphere, right?" Error raised a brow as Nightmare's smile widened. "What if I can get you there, mmm~? How does that sound?"
"Tsk, if I can't get there, than you can't either." Error scowled, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently. "So you're giving me nothing here."
"Heh, but my brother and I...operate differently. And you know that. If there is even a little bit of negative energy there, I can find it."
"Ink feels jack shit most of the time." Error countered. "And when he does feel, it's always positive shit." He sighed and looked down at the ground. "So....what do you need me to do?"
"Oh it should be rather simple for you." Nightmare grinned and yanked Error close. The glitching skeleton winced and leaned back. A tentacle snaked its way around him, making him squirm.
Ick...let go....get off me....yer not like him! You cant touch me like this!!!!
"Just hurt him. Make him feel pain...grief...despair." Nightmare laughed as Error grew more and more uncomfortable with his presence. "Besides....whatever it is he's making can't be a good thing. So...why not break it?"
"Get...off of me!!!!!" Error snapped and shoved Nightmare off. The dripping skeleton cackled as Error shuddered violently and began brushing himself off. Error grabbed his upper arms and rubbed them slightly, his eyes shaking and flickering between their normal red and blue. "Don't fucking touch me you....you-"
"Heh, got you all riled up, did I? Good. Your fear is a really nice feeling." He grinned and licked his lips. "So...do we have a deal, Error?" Error growled a bit and threw his hands up in the air.
"Fine. I'll 'hurt' Ink..." He quoted with his fingers. "-and you hunt down the Doodle Sphere." Nightmare grinned as Error huffed. "So we done?"
"You know~...deals are usually sealed with a hand shake." Error slid his hands under his arms and Nightmare laughed. "Or we could do a kiss~..."
"What the ever loving hell is wrong with you?!" Error snapped.
"Just kidding. I'll see you later, once you uphold your end of the bargain." Nightmare turned and began walking away before turning his head to glance back. "Just be careful Error...who knows what lies Ink has up his sleeves, eh?" Error watched him shift into a black puddle before shooting off into the darkness of space.
"Hurt Ink." He chuckled and looked at his hands. His body began to flicker as his laughter began to fill the silence. "Finally! I can finally be rid of all these mistakes! All of these garbage worlds!!!" He continued to laugh, gripping his head slightly. "And finally be rid of that irritating Ink!" He felt a sudden twinge in his chest and he looked down at his chest. "Ngh...the hell?" He scowled at his chest and huffed. "Shut the fuck up you damned Soul. This...this is what I want! I want him gone. I want him quiet!" He sighed and looked around. "...Right?"
#undertale#undertaleau#nightmaresans#errorsans#inksans#dreamsans#errorink#yaoi#possible character death#angst#jokublog#unu-nunium#myebi#loverofpiggies#anniversary gift#happy anniversary Unu!
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Kaikeidou Ibun: M.c.s. - Tale of Sea Searching, Part 1
This is the tranquil sea of our modern realm.
That vast ocean, overlooking the horizon beyond, is the one seen by beings from our world.
Or so everyone thought, at least...
It's nice to meet you. My name is Tsukushi Awakihara.
Now, this may be a little sudden, but right now I'm standing on top of the sea.
No, not figuratively. I'm physically standing on top of the sea.
A One-of-a-Kind Incarnate God
Tsukushi Awakihara
It all started a few months ago. I live in a small town facing the ocean, where small waves lap against the shore. One day, a small but strange event occurred.
I was on my way home from school when I casually glanced over at the sea. For a moment, I swear I'd seen an unnatural depression in the water; a whirlpool like that which would appear in a tank with its drain uncorked. The vortex disappeared not long afterward, so at the time, I thought I had just been seeing things.
But that was only the beginning. Soon, rumours of other strange phenomena began to circulate amongst the fishermen who lived out on the ocean.
"I saw a mermaid out on the water just last week."
"There were frozen fish swimming around down there."
"A waterfall poured right out of the sky!"
"It looked like there was this gorgeous building down at the bottom of the ocean..."
As the fishermen discussed their various eyewitness reports over the following months, those rumours soon began to be treated as village folklore... urban legends, essentially. In the end, they had evolved all the way into a fishy-sounding legend about how "the Dragon Palace was deep underwater, just off shore from the town."
This is when I thought that there might be some connection between those urban legends and the strange dent in the sea that I'd seen. Thus, I ran out to the sea as fast as I could, and here I am.
Huh? "So why are you standing on top of the sea, then?"
Because I can channel the god Nakatsu-Watatsumi-no-Kami into myself, you see. I'm channeling them right now, and it's by their power that I'm standing on the sea. As for why I can channel them? Well, it's a long story, so I'd appreciate it if you could just roll with it.
........
Well, I've walked pretty far away from the port by now, but all that's out here is the slightly-billowing ocean I see every day. Nothing particularly weird in sight. Like, I get that my range of activity is a little different from the fishermen and their boats, but surely I ought to be seeing something sooner or later?
"I'm not seeing anything particularly strange yet. Has anything caught your attention, Lord Watatsumi? .....Ah, yes, you don't have the ability to see."
I'm able to communicate with Lord Nakatsu-Watatsumi-no-Kami. They don't have a humanoid form, though, so we communicate telepathically. It's like this voice... or more like, text, I guess... that I can hear right inside my head.
That aside, I'm still surrounded by nothing but aimless, tranquil scenery. Fish in the sea, seagulls in the sky, et cetera... I feel like I'm gonna start yawning any second now.
"You don't feel any particular presence either, right? Maybe I really was getting worried about nothing?"
By now, I've travelled quite far away from land. The shore has disappeared from sight; my view is decorated by the horizon for a full 360 degrees around, and aside from the lone human figure standing off in the direction I've been walking, there's nothing to be...
".....HUH?!"
I'd just been calmly staring into the distance, so I hadn't noticed at first, but on closer inspection there's a person standing a little further up ahead. Completely alone, just like me.
" ...My, what's thi~is? It looks like we're not the only ones who can walk around up here..."
Standing there... was a small girl, clad entirely in sky-blue. She had a relaxed way of speaking that left several short pauses, a head of wavy, semi-long hair, a kimono with long, fluttering sleeves like a furisode, a skirt that ended above the knees, and a longer, transparent skirt that surrounded the first like a veil.
"I-- oh my. Are you another member of our family? How are you standing on the water like that?"
" ...Who kno~ows? In the first place, I'm not a human, I'm a mer~ma~id. My name's Ayaori Kai."
Tiny Mermaid of a Secluded Shangri-la
Ayaori Kai
In response, I stand there with my mouth open for a second. Then, without really pausing to take in the situation, I blurt out my next words at her.
"Huh?! Mermaids can stand on the ocean?!"
" ...Who kno~ows? I mean, I'm doing it, so mermaids in general probably can too~?"
The vague answer she sends back muddles all the questions I'd been thinking to ask. Normally, when you think of mermaids, you think of people that're half-fish from the waist down and swim around under the sea, right? But this supposed mermaid, um... Ayaori, she said her name was? She looks for all the world like a regular, short little girl. No scales or anything anywhere to be seen--
" ...How unu~sual. Aren't you surprised that I'm a mermaid in the first pla~ce?"
Ayaori continues speaking, snapping me out of my thoughts. Oh, that's right. I'm hardly normal myself, so it totally slipped my mind, but seeing a mermaid in real life is already more than unusual.
"...Now that you mention it, I suppose. So, what's a mermaid like you doing all the way up here?"
" ...Oh, just a little business. Nothing mu~uch. If you want to know more, how about you play with me?"
As little Ayaori spoke, she did a quick twirl on the water; at once, the water around her all seemed to freeze, creating a disc of ice right under her feet. I gave a small start at this, but there's already tons of strange things going on here, so I wasn't that surprised by it. Ayaori then tapped her feet as she stood, prim and proper, on the perfectly circular stage, and spoke again.
" ...If you can knock me off this stage, then you win! Doesn't matter what you do, or how long it takes~."
"I, uh. Okay.....?"
She gives a small grin as she speaks. Her eyes have barely opened since I first saw her, and I still can't tell what color they are, but they've been very expressive this whole time nonetheless. Even now, with her hands folded behind her back, I can tell that she's having fun as she gives me this explanation. There's still a lot of things that I'm wondering about, but all right-- let's play with Ayaori for a bit.
The disc that she made looks to be only about 2 or 3 meters aross, and since it's made of ice, it's obviously slippery. If it doesn't matter how I do it, then I can just get up close and push her, and this should be over in no time at all. Plus, Ayaori is actually standing on the ice, whereas I'm closer to floating above the water. If I don't have to actually stand on the ice, all I have to do is glide a little closer and give her a good shove.
This is all pretty sudden, so I'm just a little nervous, but...
"A-All right then! Here comes Tsukushi Awakihara, modestly deploying!"
Just as I shout that, and begin to dash forward...
.....SHWING!!
"GYAAHH?!"
Something shot straight through the air, right towards me. I dove to the right in a panic, dodging the mystery projectile, but--
--as I turned around to see what had just flown at me, a chill ran up my spine. It had been a chunk of ice about the size of someone's fist... and honed to a sharp edge, shaped just like a sword. A sword-bullet made of ice. Then, as I realized the full scope of what was happening right in front of me, I snapped my gaze back around to Ayaori, who was gazing at me with an unnaturally-innocent smile.
" ...Heh heh heh~..."
Nicovideo links:
Stage theme (Just Who Are These Maritime Incidents For?)
Boss theme (Indolent Sea Guardian ~ Lazy siren)
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