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If Keith had to explain why he was in the middle of a dance floor, trying and failing to copy the steps a lady onstage was showing; he could blame the beer.

Actually, he could also blame Shiro, for refusing to buy him a fourth glass of alcohol, and forcing him to try to win a free beer pass via dancing. Which he sucked at.

He was also making a great fool of himself. Everybody else was dancing in pairs, or groups, and he was all alone, like a goddamn loser.

He was about to go ahead and give up on getting drunk tonight, when a girl bumped into him. She seemed to be escaping her dancing partner, who was standing shock-still, looking dejected. He was kinda cute, with the pout and brown hair and the blue eyes...

Fuck it. If the two of them had to be the butt of the joke, at least they could try to win the goddamn ticket together.

"Hey you! Would you like to dance with me?"

Blue eyes looked surprised for a second, but then he smiled with all his might, and Keith threw all his embarrassment out of the window. Keith offered a hand and Blue eyes took it eagerly, and they both got down to business.

The dance was tricky; it was full of jumps and kicks and turns and twirls; but Blue eyes rocked them and led Keith through as well. They both laughed at the ridiculousness of it, and cheered along with the crowd as the host hyped them up.

At the end, they both waited, out of breath and exhausted, as the winners were announced; and groaned in unison when the barrel went to one of the married couples.

"I'm a hundred percent certain we danced better than them." Blue eyes frowned, and Keith couldn't agree more.

"Do you think they chose them over us because they're straight?"

Both locked eyes and burst out laughing.

Keith found out that he had expected the whole ordeal to feel awkward, and embarrassing, but it was just comfortable. In fact, he didn’t know if he had ever felt so connected to a stranger.

He knew the moment was ending, and it was something he didn't want happening.

He opened his mouth at the same time Blue eyes did.

"Hey-!"

"So-"

Both shut up abruptly and laughed it off.

“Nice moves, Samurai.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.” Damn, Keith sure was being extra smooth tonight.

“I gotta leave now, but maybe we can dance again next weekend?”

Keith nodded, perhaps a little too eagerly. Blue eyes gave him his number (“in case you get lost”) and left him standing in place, staring dumbly at his phone with a grin on his face.

>New contact info: Lancey Lance ;) – 0XXX 282874XXX

Rouge meets Roger a few months after she enters to the New World. He's funny, flirts with her endlessly, but more importantly, he has a ship. So she flirts back, lets him buy her a drink or two, and at the end of the night, she steals his ship. And his straw hat for good measure.

Roger chases her to the docks, his crew behind him, and by the time he gets there, Rouge has already cast off. Roger's fingers almost close around her wrist, a ghostly touch. The wind rushes through her sails, and Rouge blows Roger a kiss as she laughs away from the island.

A few weeks later, Rouge has all but forgotten about Roger, except for the fact that she's living on his ship. She could sell it and buy one more suited to her needs — a smaller one for starters, living alone on a ship that big feels like a ghost ship — but something's stopping her. There's life everywhere she looks, memories, of Roger and his crew. She almost feels bad for stealing it, not just the ship but what it represents.

But Rouge lives her life without regrets and it's not like she's going to turn back now.

Life goes on and so does Rouge.

Roger catches up with her the next day.

Rouge wanders the streets of the city, restocking her supplies to leave. The island was pleasant enough, with long sandy beaches, but adventure awaits. The air pressure increases as she exits a store and Rouge swallows to clear her aching ears, watching the clouds for any sign of a storm.

The danger does not come from the sky.

The crowd parts around him instinctively, and Rouge stares into his gray eyes. That's where the real storm is, dangerous and beautiful. Roger smiles, Rouge starts running.

They run through the city, between market stalls and jumping from rooftop to rooftop. Rouge almost lets Roger catch up with her once or twice before running out of his reach again. Adrenaline and joy flow through her veins, giving her wings. But when she reaches the port to set sail again, his crew is already there, aboard her ship.

Rouge stops abruptly and Roger lands next to her, laughing cheerfully. Jolly Roger, they call him. The pirate who laughs all the time, even when his sails are red with blood. Rouge wonders if she made a mistake.

"It's been a long time since I've had this much fun," Roger says, and there's a sort of breathless happiness to him that makes his eyes sparkle.

Rouge, who expected self-righteous anger and sharp steel, drops her hand from her dagger in surprise. His first mate scolds Roger, telling him that they had already lost their ship once because of him but Roger continues to laugh.

Rouge sees her opportunity. "Do you want to keep this going?"

The glint of interest in Roger's eyes tells her she's already won. The first mate throws his hands up in exasperation.

"What do you propose?"

"A little challenge, if I can keep your hat for twenty-four hours, you let me go and pay my bill at the bar. If not, I'll give you everything back and I'll even work for you while I pay off my debt."

Roger crosses his arms in front of him, smirking. "But I already got my ship back."

"I'll steal it again then," Rouge replies, matching his smile.

Roger's smile, if that's possible, widens further. His crew groans in frustration behind him, as if they already know what their captain is going to do. The first mate pulls out a bottle of rum and settles down on deck.

"On one condition, I get my hat back no matter what the outcome."

"You think I can win?" Rouge asks, raising an eyebrow. She knows she's going to win, but it's surprising that Roger accepts, thinking she has a chance.

"I wouldn't dream of underestimating you. I know what you're capable of, my flower," Roger replied grandiloquently, bowing to her.

"If that's it," Rouge whispers in his ear, making him shiver. "The twenty-four hours start now."

And she runs away again.

I love Roger and Rouge so much 😭😭😭

Please send me your headcanons for them or send prompts for me to share them! I haven’t written these two for a while and I want to spread my love again

(You can send for Shakky/Rayleigh or even other ships too!)

Change your mind

My little fanfiction about the first meeting of Sonic and Tails. 😊 💕 🌺

How does it feel to be normal, to be like everyone else? Why is the majority against those who are only noticeably different from everyone else?

Tails asked these questions every time, the answers to which, alas, he could not find…

As soon as he was born, his parents immediately abandoned him, and all because the baby was born with two tails. Being born a Mobian with more than one tail was considered something of a freak. That's why Tails' father and mother, seeing in him not a child, but some kind of small monster, so easily abandoned him. The baby could have been sent to an orphanage if his uncle, who is a distant relative of the Prauer family, had not appeared in time. Mr. Fox was very friendly with the Prawers. But when he found out what the parents were going to do with the newborn child, he tried to come for his nephew as soon as possible, before it was too late. Having issued guardianship, he took the baby to himself, practically becoming a father to him.

Miles, or as Mr. Fox liked to call the boy "Tails" because of his tails, grew up sweet and kind. Although he was curious and restless, he was obedient.

The old fox also noticed how his ward was very interested in various kinds of mechanics. Mr. Fox was even glad of this, because he liked to tinker with machinery and various mechanisms. He showed the kid how this or that mechanism works, how to fix it, what tools and how to use them correctly. He encouraged him when the little fox was trying to repair cars and equipment. And I was even surprised that the two-tailed fox cub, in addition to repairs, also invented unusual things.

In general, Tails' life could have been happy if it hadn't been for the bullies.

They constantly teased him about tails and inventions, and also threw dirt and other garbage at him. Fortunately, the fox cub had a guardian who protected him. However, due to his poor health, the old man could not always help the boy, and he had to run away and hide from bullies.

But one day something happened that the little fox did not expect… His uncle was gone.… And now he was all alone…

Since the parents definitely will not come to pick up their "ugly" son, the boy will be sent to a shelter. Tails had heard from his uncle when he was alive that an orphanage was a terrible place where children, without knowing parental love and affection, were cruel and heartless. Such an unusual kid like him will be constantly beaten and humiliated. They will be worse than the hooligans that the little fox knew.

And the thought that he could get there made Tails run away from the village, where he lived for 6 years with his beloved uncle.

Hiding in the forest from prying eyes, he took a deep breath, and then slowly walked forward.

"Why? Why do they hate me so much? Why are they doing this? What have I done to them?" the questions were spinning in his head. He involuntarily remembered that he had asked the same questions to his guardian, and he answered it like this: "It's just easier for many people to offend those who are smaller and weaker than them than to do something good. And unfortunately, not everyone likes such people who differ too much in appearance due to, for example, some shortcomings. But just because you have two tails doesn't mean you're a freak or a monster. Not at all. It's just that each of us is unique in our own way. Therefore, remember, Miles, you should not be sad and sad because of your uniqueness, on the contrary, you should be proud of it." But despite such encouraging words, the fox cub did not really believe in it, especially in those moments when he heard the laughter of bullies.

After taking a few more steps, Tails stopped and, unable to stand it, began to cry from the surging emotions. He cried because of those bullies who constantly bullied him, because of the death of his beloved Mobian, because no one needed him anymore. If he had ended up in an orphanage, he would hardly have been taken away by his foster parents. No one but his uncle wanted to be with him.

— Why are you crying, baby? Suddenly, a clear voice was heard. Tails turned around and gave a startled cry.

"Oh, I'm sorry I scared you, buddy. I didn't mean to scare you, really," the stranger, a blue green—eyed hedgehog, said awkwardly, scratching his head, and then continued, turning to the little fox. — Is there anything I can help you with? Are you lost or something?

Tails said nothing, not daring to answer. After all, he had heard from his uncle that you can't talk to strangers.

"Come on, kid. I just want to help," the hedgehog asked a little urgently for an answer. The fox cub looked at him. The blue hedgehog seemed quite friendly, his mischievous eyes were full of tenderness and warmth. But the boy has not yet decided to trust.

What if he's so friendly just because he hasn't seen two fox tails yet? What would he be like if he saw them?

"I… uh… I don't need any help," the little fox finally replied.

— Yes? Are you sure about this?

— Absolutely sure.

— Then… Why did you cry? If something has happened to you, then tell me and I will help you solve this problem.

— I really don't need anything. Thanks

— Kid, I'm sorry if I'm so persistent.… But when I see someone crying, I can't get past them. Just tell me, please, what kind of trouble has happened to you. I really want to help you," said the hedgehog, kneeling down to be on the same level as the fox cub. Tails involuntarily moved his tails when the stranger was at close range with him. And the hedgehog noticed a movement out of the corner of his eye, which surprised him by opening his mouth slightly. That's what Tails was afraid of.…

— Whoa… Do you have two tails? "What is it?" he asked in surprise. The frightened fox cub immediately backed away until it bumped into a tree.

— Hush, hush. I was just surprised," the hedgehog began to calm down, holding out his palms. — I've just never seen anyone with two tails.

—Aren't you… going to… laugh?".. — not expecting such a reaction from the hedgehog, the fox asked timidly.

— no. What am I laughing at? — blue did not understand him.

— And to call names or tease?.. Or… or even throw dirt at me?

— no!

The answer was so loud that Tails flinched. Looking at the hedgehog, who was stunned by his words, he was a little surprised by the reaction of that one.

— Why?.. Why would I do all this to you? — he was still shocked by what he heard, and then the boy explained:

— It's just that because of my tails, all the children laugh at me, tease and offend me. And the adults turn their noses away, barely noticing me. My parents also abandoned me because of this…

— And no one was kind to you?..

— There was one… But… now he's gone…

— Oh… I'm sorry for your loss.…

—Thank you,— Tails said, sighing, and then continued:

— And now… I was left alone…

"I'm sorry for you, kid. This… It was so wrong of them to do this to you… — the hedgehog stood up and cast an angry glance somewhere to the side, while clenching his fists. — Tease, humiliate a small child in every possible way… This… This is simply unthinkable!

— So you won't hurt me?.. Two—tailed asked timidly. It seemed that only now the hedgehog remembered about the baby. Turning to him, he replied:

— Of course not! I protect the weak and defenseless, not offend them! I really don't like hooligans who think that no one will punish them for their actions, and they are allowed to do anything," he growled slightly at the last words, but after looking at the fox cub, he instantly calmed down and continued:

— As I said, I can't get past those who are in trouble. I always try to help in some way. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself… I'm Sonic. Sonic the hedgehog. And you?

"M… Miles… Miles Prauer." But… you can just say Tails," Tails stammered a little.

— The name "Tails" is very cool. I like. And your tails are wonderful, even cool, I would say.

—Do you… do you think so?"..

— Yeah! Sonic chuckled. — Besides, not being like everyone else is very cool in its own way.

"No one told me that I could be cool," Tails was embarrassed.

— Well, now you know you're cool. And don't think about those jerks. If I meet them, they will regret that they offended you. And you don't have to be afraid of them anymore. If anything, I'll protect you.

— Thank you…

— By the way… Do you know where you can find a mechanic? I was on a plane, but something broke down there, as a result of which I had to land.

— I could help fix the plane! — the fox cub volunteered.

— You? — Sonic was slightly surprised.

— yes. I am very good at mechanics, and I also like to make things.

— Wow! Thank you, friend! In a way, I was even lucky to meet you.

— A friend?.. Did you call me a friend?.. Tails asked incredulously.

— Well, yes. I like making friends. Besides, you seem to need a friend yourself.

— Do you really want to be friends with me?..

— Why not! I would be all for it," the hedgehog chuckled.

Tails just couldn't believe his luck. After all, earlier in the day he was all alone, and now he has a friend. He also remembered the words of his late uncle: "Although it is easier for many to be bad, but you don't need to do bad yourself. On the contrary, we must try to do good, even if it will not be easy. Therefore, there are not only evil and bad people in the world, but also good ones. If you find such a good person, it means that he may well become your friend and faithful companion, protecting you from various troubles. So don't despair if you don't have any friends right now, Miles. Friends will definitely show up on time. And you won't be alone."

— Tell me, Tails, would you like to live with me? I could take care of you…" Sonic asked uncertainly, scratching his head in embarrassment. Tails smiled back.

— Yes, of course. I'm all for it.

Grinning, Sonic offered his hand to the fox cub, helping him to stand up.

— great! Then go ahead!

And it was from that day on that the life of one little extraordinary fox changed for the better, thanks to which Tails eventually became the same hero as his blue friend, Sonic the hedgehog. But that was a completely different story.…

Russian version

A source of inspiration: https://youtu.be/SSP3UvM62Ds?si=dA2wmiq_YTbYQs9c

meeting my gf for the first time

her: *earbuds in, sitting by herself in a school bus wearing a "please don't talk to me" hat*

me: I like your hat! :D

yes i can read, no i did not care

how scaramouche met you (au)

he was rushing to work, and you were finding people to hand your flyers to. you couldn't make a living without promoting the company you worked for, you see.

running past traffic lights, you managed to catch up with scaramouche, with him yelling at you to fuck off.

"are you interested in a debit card from our company? we have free gifts!" you said.

you noticed a street sign because you worked here 6 hours a day. you basically knew where ALL the roads led to. Since you were in front of him, you dodged it skillfully. him on the other hand, was checking his GPS.

"Girl, there's a street sig-" you started.

BONK!!!!!!!!!!!!

his hands were cupping his sore forehead.

"um, would you like to register for our weekly magaz-"

"call me an ambulance... i'll sign up for your weekly magazines if you do..." scaramouche gave in.

"hello there, mr. ambulance."

"HAVE YOU NEVER LEARNT A THING IN ENGLISH CLASS?!?!"

hahaha funny i wrote this in like june and when i look back at it it's so funny.... masterlist here!

How Felix will first met Miss Heed:

Miss Heed: I don't know if you're a hero or villain, but you look hot!

Felix: *in deeper, creepy voice* Do. Not. Touch Me.

Felix: Or else I will kill you!

Another fact about Anahite, he definitely didn't like to be flirt nor touch! Especially he didn't like to be control! Because if you do, he will definitely kill you or slowly painful with his powerful trident!

Eventually, Miss heed will have HARD time with him, and she definitely not be able defeat him.

Like I said, he isn't work for hero nor villain...

First meeting

I had this idea of a Aonung x human oc in the back of my headfor a while but I didn’t have a clue how to begin writing it. I made some montage with pinterest picture and then I made something with those two images.

And something just clicked so here is how my oc met Aonung.

Aonung needed to clear his head. The villagewas celebrationg the new young warriors. He would lie if he said he didn’t feel jealous of them. He had failed once again. He didn’t understand why his father found him unworthy of becoming a warrior. Right now his parents were tending to his little sibbling. The boy was only a few months old and he was receiving more praise from his parents that Aonung ever heard of. His little brother had fetch them a piece of food and presented it to them. His eyes shine, eagerly waiting for their praise and approval and he got it immediatly.

His parents looked proud of him, his father pat his hair affectionnely and his mother took him in her embrac3. Did they ever treated Aonung like that? Were they ever proud of him for simply existing or was it that their first child would forever be a disapointment in their eyes?

He shook his head and dived under the water, away from the crownd and toward a place he liked to go to when he needed to be alone. A cave, not too far from the village but hidden enough so that he was the only one aware of it’s existence. It was a peacefull place. There was a small waterfall in it that made a sweet sound that helped him relax.

He made his way through out of the water and followed his usual path. He was reaching the netry of the cave when he heard a voice humming. It was soft and playful... and sad strangely.

He entered the cave. A girl was bathing under the swall waterfall. The glowing algea in the cave lake aloud him to see her clearly. He knew what a human was, he had heard stories about them, he met some of them and onewas even living among them. But this one was different. It was a female human, he had never saw a female human before. She was as small as a child but she obviously was not. She might have been about his age even a bit older but he wasn’t sure.

By default he was warry of human, they were demons in his eyes, even the one he knew. Maybe some of them had good intention but he was sure they would eventually succumb to their nature. They were evil.

That’s why a vrrtep, as innocent as she looked had nothing to do so close to his village.

"Hey!"

He screamed. When he’ll tell this memory, he’ll say he doesn’t remember what he said afterward. Just that he approached, splashing the water around and startling the girl. He reached her and she looked up at him. Her eyes were dark, it was like staring at the night sky without the stars. He remember stoping himself. Her hair lifted up from her soulder. They were like anemone, moving like waves around her face.

The both of them were froze in place. He wanted to chase her away or make her a prisonner but it was like his brain stoped working. He was hypnotised by the way her hair moved. Subconsciously he run his hand in the strand of her hair. Was tawtute’s hair suppose to move like that? Spider’s hair didn’t... why wasn’t she running away?

They snap ed out of their trance when an explosion was heard. It came from his village but... their were attacked. It was the human, those vrrtep found them.

The girl an away before he could stop her, and he ran back to the village to help them...