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Whumptober Day 24 - Collapsed Building

There I Met Your Voice Again

MEIKO has a special cabinet in Crase Cafe where she stores the strongest liquor. None of the kids are supposed to touch it, and she keeps it a secret from An and the others.

The cabinet is only opened when all the adult virtual singers— so the versions of herself, KAITO, and Luka from everywhere except School SEKAI— are together and something serious has happened.

If this didn’t count, then who knew what did.

MEIKO had felt it, before Kohane came in tears to tell her what was going on. A new rec center had opened up, a convenient walk from both Kamikou and Miyajou. Both Akito and An’s friend Haruka had been training there when all of sudden, the building just collapsed.

They were the only ones injured, both left in comas and unable to wake up. The effect on the SEKAI when they lose a pillar of it, even like this, isn’t immediate, but MEIKO knew the change in the air.

Her counterpart from the Stage SEKAI clearly felt the same way, wordlessly arriving. MEIKO chased the kids out and opened the special cabinet.

“How’s Minori?” MEIKO asks.

“Distraught,” Stage MEIKO says, throwing back shots of vodka while MEIKO makes herself a rum on the rocks. “How’s An-chan? She was friends with Haruka and Akito so…”

“I haven’t seen her,” MEIKO says. “I haven’t seen them all at once since.”

“The others are trying to see if there’s a way we can call to Haruka, maybe get her consciousness back to her body.”

“You think that’s the problem?” Reportedly the comas they were in were abnormal, but something tying into the SEKAI would be rare.

“It’s worth a try, isn’t it?” Stage MEIKO says. “Besides, it gives them something to do other than worry.”

“Yeah,” MEIKO says. “We should probably head over to Empty SEKAI after this, Ena-san’s probably upset too, it might be affecting them.”

“Miku knows they won’t come over themselves,” Stage MEIKO µtters.

Suddenly, there’s a weird flash of light, and the two MEIKOs are in a different SEKAI, one they haven’t seen before. Standing before them is a Vocaloid they don’t often see around them.

“µ?” MEIKO gasps. “What’s wrong?”

“MEI-chan and MEI-chan!” µ says, tears forming in her eyes. “I’m sorry!”

“What are you sorry for?” MEIKO asks, warily. µ was well intentioned, certainly, but she was… naïve, sometimes. As if nearly destroying the world wasn’t enough proof of that.

“W-well I heard about what happened to your kids,” µ says, “and I wanted to preserve their consciousnesses like I did with Marie-chan–”

“Wait, Akito-kun and Haruka are in comas because you trapped them in Mobius?” Stage MEIKO says.

“No! They were already in comas, this was just to make sure they didn’t suffer any long term consequences from lack of brain activity, it’s just, something went wrong and their consciousnesses… fractured.”

“Fractured?” MEIKO asks. 

“I’m asking Ritsu to work on it, but I think they might be scattered across your SEKAI so someone has to get them all back together.”

“µ, I swear–” Stage MEIKO says, but MEIKO stops her.

“Thank you for telling us µ. We’ll try and find the fragments of their consciousnesses. But in the future, please let us know before you want to help.”

“Ritsu’s working on it! We’re gonna fix it!”

“I know you will,” MEIKO says, before they’re returned to Street SEKAI.  

Stage MEIKO just grabs the vodka bottle and starts drinking. “Why,” she says, wiping her mouth, “does she have to be like this.”

“She’s got more of a connection to the Metaverse-Es than us,” MEIKO points out. “She’s constantly exposed to a µch wider array of human emotion, of course she gets mixed up sometimes.”

“And because she can do that, who knows how long Akito-kun and Haruka will be in comas?”

MEIKO can’t exactly argue with that.

“I’ll go tell the others,” Stage MEIKO says. “And I’m taking this.” She tucks the vodka bottle under her arm and heads back to her own SEKAI.

After locking up the liquor cabinet, MEIKO calls the others to tell them the news. 

Akito arrives first.

“Akito!” MEIKO gasps, “there you are!”

“Akito?! Akito you’re ok!” Len and Rin run up to him and start bombarding him with questions. 

“Where have you been?” “Shouldn’t you be in the hospital?” “Does Toya know you’re ok?”

Akito blinks. “The SEKAI has a hospital now?”

“What?” KAITO asks. “Akito what are you talking about, in the real world you–”

“Real world? We can’t go to the real world.” Akito says. “Did you seriously forget that?”

MEIKO has a bad feeling. “Akito, who are you?”

“Eh? Akito Shinonome?”

“And what are you?”

“A Virtual Singer? Duh? Are you ok?”

MEIKO curses under her breath. 

“Wait, I’m confused,” KAITO says. “Akito, that isn’t funny. What’s going on?”

“I just had a talk with µ,” MEIKO starts, but KAITO’s eyes glaze over. 

“Actually, nevermind,” he says.

MEIKO rolls her eyes. “This is fine, we’ll just take him to µ and–”

“Sorry I’m late!” an unfamiliar voice says. A girl with blue hair and a jean jacket arrives. “What’s the important meeting?”

“Hey, Haruka,” Akito says. “Mostly they’re asking weird questions.”

MEIKO’s mind is racing. Haruka-chan is here, not her own SEKAI, and wearing street clothes. That makes no sense, unless…

Without a word, MEIKO rushes over to Stage SEKAI, and practically collides with her other self.

“I had a–

“--feeling something was wrong,” MEIKO says. Behind Stage MEIKO, there’s something that confirms her concerns. A second Haruka, in her idol outfit.

“They’re Virtual Singers,” MEIKO groans. “So there’s one for each SEKAI.”

“Oh I was scared you were going to say that,” Stage MEIKO says.

“Let’s call everyone.”

7, 14, 19, 29

7. How many ideas do you have for fics right now?:

So. So many. At all times. A few of them are

-Arata and Akito decide to team up to tease the shit out of one of Arata’s fans that is also Souma’s mortal Twitter enemy

-A certain fic of a certain universe that we’ve been working on

-More Star Trek and MOTW AU stuff

-a baby gets dropped on WEEKEND GARAGE’s doorstep

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, which one would it be?:

Seasons May Turn, But Things Still Stay The Same. It’s the funniest one and I would love to see Kamui being a moron.

19. Post a snippet of one of your WIPs:

He’s still zoning out when Kuba looks past Arata and addresses Akito directly.

“And who are you?” She asks.

Next thing Akito knows, the chaotic spirit of Mizuki Akiyama overtakes him and he has the funniest idea.

“Akito. Akito Tono.” Akito says, reaching his hand out to Kuba. “I’m his little brother.”

Arata’s surprised for a split-second, but then he smirks and reaches out to ruffle Akito’s hair.

“Yeah, Aki’s such a cutie, isn’t he? He even wants to be a singer as good as me someday~”

…Akito’s starting to regret starting this.

Like, immensely.

But he can definitely turn this back around on Arata.

“Yeah, Onii-chan’s such a good singer. But, hey, you’ve never told me about her!”

“What, am I supposed to tell you about all my adoring fans?”

“Well, you always talk about Gale. Gale this, Gale that, ‘did I tell you what Gale sent me this morning?’”

Arata’s jaw drops open slightly and he turns bright red.

“Aki…!”

“Oh, you and Gale… text?” Kuba says, and Arata’s clearly unable to figure out a response, so Akito smirks and turns to her.

“Oh, yeah. All the time. He’s practically Onii-chan’s internet boyfriend.”

Arata glares at Akito as hard as he can before turning back to Kuba.

“Sorry about him. You know how kids are, Masuyo-chan. Can I call you that?”

He winks at Kuba, and she lets out a breathless laugh. Oh my god, she has a huge crush on Arata.

This is terrible. Akito hates this so much.

29. Post something you’ll never post or a scene that was cut from an already posted fic:

This is something I wrote a while ago for fun that I never posted because it’s just this one scene:

When An walks into WEEKEND GARAGE, she doesn’t know what she’s expecting, but it’s certainly not whatever the hell this is.

Kohane and Toya. Screaming at each other at the top of their lungs.

Arata’s sipping on a cup of coffee with the most exhausted look on his face, and he flashes her a glance that says “Get your partner under control.”

“Whoa, whoa!” She yells. “What’s going on?!”

“An-chan, tell Toya-kun he’s being a moron!”

“No, An, tell Kohane that she can’t possibly be a bigger fan of Tsukasa-senpai than I am!”

An freezes.

Oh. Oh no.

There’s an ooh from the corner, and Kisara, Akemi, Tatsuya, and Kotaro are all watching intently.

“Look. There’s no objective way to solve this.” Arata groans. “Can’t you just agree that you like him equally?”

“There actually is an objective way to solve this, I just don’t want to do it.” Akito responds.

“Then fucking do it, whatever it is has to be better than this!” Arata snaps. “You dragged me away from my partner for this! End it!”

Akito groans, and An shakes her head.

“Oh no, you’re not making me betray my partner like that. You call him.”

Kohane looks at her like she’s crazy, and Toya has the smuggest smirk she’s ever seen on him. God, he takes this way too seriously.

Akito sighs and unlocks his phone, dialing Tsukasa-senpai and putting him on speaker.

“Ha ha ha! Hello there, Akito! What do you need?”

Toya’s eyes light up.

“Senpai!”

“Oh, Toya! Are you calling me from Akito’s phone? Do you need anything, my love?”

Suddenly everyone that doesn’t go to Kamikou just freezes.

“Oh no, Senpai. I just needed to prove a point to someone.” Toya says. “I’ll see you at dinner?”

“Oh, of course! I’m making pasta, and I think Auntie’s making cookies?”

Toya tilts his head slightly.

“Mother’s making cookies? What’s the occasion?”

Tsukasa-senpai freezes.

“…Nothing.”

Toya’s face turns slightly amused.

“Senpai, you can’t lie to me.”

“I’m sorry! Auntie swore me to secrecy!”

And suddenly Toya’s eyes light up again.

“She got it, didn’t she? Her and father’s latest recording just went platinum?”

“AGH! Toya, you can’t tell Uncle! She’s planning to surprise him!”

Toya laughs into his hand.

“I won’t. I promise. I’ll get going right now, I think Mother could use some help with the surprise.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry! I’m helping her!”

“Please, I insist.” Toya says.

“Alright, see you!”

Tsukasa-senpai hangs up, and Toya finishes up his coffee before throwing some cash on the table.

“Thank you, Ken-san. Fuck you, Kohane. I’ll see all of you later.”

“Hey! You can’t say that about Kohane!” An tries, but he’s already out the door before she can yell at him more.

“So they’re… cousins?” Arata asks, and Akito sighs.

“It’s a long, long story.”

“I think we have time.” Tatsuya says.

Whumptober Day 29: Alt. Prompt Body Swap

A/n: Everyone say thank you to @yumizurueleonora for reminding me I wrote this because otherwise I was just gonna skip this day.

Perception

Dru watches the guards bring in the new prisoner, the self-proclaimed Wootox The Destroyer. The others steer clear of the fresh meat and Dru walks over to him.

“Hello,” Dru says, flashing a smile. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Dru Harrington. As the others have hopefully informed you, I’m the guy who can get you whatever you need.”

“I don't need anything from you,” Wootox says.

Dru laughs. “Oh funny guy, why are you trying to speak Terran.”

“You can understand me?”

“I’m Tangarian,” Dru says and Wootox looks confused. “We have similar vocal chord structures?”

“Of course. Well, whatever, leave me alone.”

Dru narrows his eyes. “One thing first, I need to know if you did anything to the Blue Ranger.”

“What if I killed him?”

“Well it'd be on your rap sheet,” Dru says, “but for your sake it’s better if you didn’t hurt him.”

“Why do you care, you shot him.”

“Well you know he was the only guy willing to do it in a broom closet five minutes before an exam so I probably owe him for that.”

The very human startled reaction doesn’t look quite right on Wootox’s body.

“Hello, Sky.” Dru says. “Thank you for confirming Wootox’s ability to switch bodies for me.”

“I’m happy to help,” Sky says, “now leave me alone.”

“And how could I abandon my Angel when he needs my help.”

“I’m not your Angel, and I don’t need your help.”

“Really? You’re planning on escaping prison and getting back to Earth on your own? When you’re a wanted criminal who’s already escaped once?”

Sky glares at him.

“Do you think they’ve noticed you’re acting off yet? Or has Wootox already gotten rid of anyone who might get suspicious. Bridge can find him out easily if he gets a whiff of something wrong, and he’s your roommate. Or maybe he's just taken whatever SPD tech he can get his hands on, run off, and sold it to the highest bidder, and now your friends are facing upgraded Krybots and criminals who know their every weakness. Or–”

“Enough,” Sky growls. “Why do you want to help me? I thought you didn’t need me.”

Dru leans back and smiles. “Maybe there is some goodness left in my heart. Maybe I’m just enjoying the irony of this whole situation.”

“So you’re helping me for a laugh?”

“I’m helping you because if anyone’s going to have you weak and screaming on your knees, metaphorically or otherwise, it’s going to be me, Angel, and it’s no fun if you’re already at my mercy.”

Sky turns away.

“Tick tock, Sky. Every second you waste is another second Wootox can use your body to hurt your precious SPD.

“Fine.” Sky says. “What’s your plan?”

“It’ll take me time to come up with something.”

“I know you Dru, you had a plan the second you figured out it was me.”

“Always so needy,”

“You’re the one who said I don’t have time to waste.”

“Alright, but just because it's you,” Dru says. “I do have a plan, but I won’t tell you what it is.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re just going to have to trust me.”

Sky is clearly mulling it over, looking for something to argue against, but they already both know the plan is sound.

“How soon can you get it done?” Sky asks.

“Oh, I'm a pretty busy guy, running an information network from inside prison, you’ll have to convince me to move it up on priority list.”

“What now, Dru.”

“Let me remind you how to have fun, Angel.” Dru takes Sky by the arm and leads him to a closet, then presses up against him.

“I don’t know how to use this body like that.”

“We figured it out once, we can do it again.” Dru shifts to his Tangarian form. “You have no idea how much I've thought of getting to do this with you like this.”

“Let’s just get this over with.”

“You can try and have a little fun,” Dru says. “I’m going to make this pleasurable for you too.” He gives Sky a shock Sky shudders. “See? I remember the kind of things you liked. Different body doesn’t mean a thing.”

Sky moans a little, and Dru gets to work.

~

The chemicals released by Wootox’s body after sex are even stronger than the ones humans have, so Sky’s practically a giggling useless puddle once they’re done.

It's easy enough to get the guards to turn the other way as Dru takes “Wootox” back into his cell and says they’ll be sharing for a bit, so now all Dru has to do is send a message.

“Hello, Jack,” he says into the recording. “Thank you so much for sending Sky over here to visit me. I’m having so much fun with him, I can only assume you did this on purpose, right? Surely you’ve noticed Wootox in Sky’s body before this. I mean Bridge is psychic, so you must have known and decided to do me a favor. Thank you so much, I really owe you one.”

There, that should get those idiots to actually check and come rushing over to get Sky back in his body. He sent it along a secure SPD channel, so they’ll notice soon enough.

As much as Dru would love more time with Sky, he’s not stupid enough to rock the boat on a whim. If he’s whisking Sky off to the furthest corner of the galaxy so that stupid blue boy will stop sticking around in his mind, he’s going to take longer than a day to plan it.

So he’ll just have to settle with leaving Sky a reminder of how good they can be together, and mocking the other rangers for being such idiots. If it puts a seed of doubt in his mind about whether he belongs at SPD, then so be it.

Although… maybe there’s one more thing he can do to rub salt in the wound.

~

“This is all my fault,” Syd groans. “If I hadn’t hit him so hard–”

“Someone sneaking into our room deserves an iron fist to the face,” Z says, “it’s not your fault Sky – or Sky’s body? – was so exhausted it kept him out for three days.”

“But it was still weird! We should have checked if something was wrong there!”

“One weird thing isn’t enough to assume someone’s been body snatched,” Bridge says. “And my powers don’t work if I don’t know to check… maybe I should learn to read minds or something.”

“You can work on that after we get our Sky back,” Jack says, gripping the shuttle controls a little too tightly. 

That fucking message from Dru. Self righteous prick. If he’s done anything to Sky, Jack will beat him up himself.

It’s clear he wants something, and Jack's a little worried he already for it from Sky.

They arrive at the prison and haul Wootox-in-Sky’s body to the meeting room, where Sky-in-Wootox’s body is waiting, alongside Dru.

“What are you doing here?” Jack asks.

“I want to make sure you don’t mess this up,” Dru says.

“Bridge?” Jack says and Bridge scans Sky-in-Wootox’s body.

“Yep. That’s Sky!” Bridge says.

They shove Wootox-in-Sky’s body towards Sky-in-Wootox’s body and hold him still while Sky-in-Wootox’s body touch their foreheads together.

There’s energy and a bright light, but suddenly Sky stumbles back and he’s stopped glaring.

Jack ungags him. “Sky? That you?”

“Yeah,” Sky says. “I’m me, and why does my head hurt?”

“Sky!” Syd hugs him. “I’m so sorry I knocked you out!”

“Hm?”

“That creep snuck into my room and was watching me and I was holding an hair iron and when I tried to push him away I launched him across the room with an iron fist.”

“Wootox has been passed out in your body for three days,” Z says.

“Oh! So he didn’t do anything!” Sky says. “I was worried he’d hurt you guys.”

“No, as it turns out your body was just exhausted already,” Bridge says, “so when Syd hit him he just slept it off.”

“Still burning that midnight oil?” Dru asks and they’re suddenly all reminded he’s here. “Sky, do you really need me to help you get to sleep.”

“We’ll finish this conversation later,” Jack says, “let’s go.”

“What no thank you for fixing your catastrophic mistake before something serious happened?”

“Thank you,” Jack grits out. 

“I want one more thing.”

“If it’s a lighter sentence, you’re lowering your chances.”

“I want it from Sky.”

“No.”

“And if I say that I strapped a bomb to Wootox and will blow us all up if I don’t?”

“You care too much about money for that,” Jack says. “You’re a guy who knows when to cut his losses and run.”

“Oh, that your professional analysis,” Dru says, pulling out what looks like a detonator. “Willing to stake your life on it?”

Before Jack can say anything, Sky rushes forward, pulls Dru close and kisses him for far too long. 

Even without his translator, Jack’s pretty sure he understands what Wootox is saying.

They finally separate, and Sky has the detonator in his hands.

“This is a pen.”

“Did it’s job,” Dru says. “I hope we can catch up again soon, Sky.”

He knocks on the door, and guards arrive to take him and Wootox away.

Sky coughs and straightens up. “Ok, well we’ll have to go check in with Commander Cruger so–”

“Are you ok?” Jack asks. “Dru didn’t do anything to you?”

“No, it's fine,” Sky says. 

“Are you–”

“It's fine,” Sky says, “I don’t want to talk about it, let’s just get back.”

Sky leaves first and the others follow out, and Jack can’t get that damn look of Dru’s out of his mind.

Like he’s telling Jack he’s got something Jack can never have.

Whumptober Day 3: Set Up For Failure

they say that in the end, the value of music is subjective

Akito’s throat is burning. He snag his heart out at Crawl Green, the culmination of nonstop practice and training. 

And they’d been bored. People were so unimpressed with him they went outside to check their phones or to use the bathroom.

Would it have been better if he’d lost his voice on stage? Or just passed out, or given a bad performance?

But no it wasn’t bad, it was simply unexceptional, at least compared to the normal crowd at Crawl Green.

What has he done? Tears are starting to prick the corner of his face. 

“There you are!” 

Akito wipes his face. In front of him is a severe-looking older man it takes him a beat too long to recognize.

“Do you know who I am?” 

Akito nods. This is Shigeru Midori. The owner of Crawl Green.

“Then you should be apologizing, boy!” Midori snaps. “Who do you think you are? You really think you can stroll in there and stink up my venue?”

Akito flinches back like he’d been hit. “S-some guys invited me to perform and–”

“And you thought you were God’s gift to the city, huh? You had the ego to think you could just stroll in and–”

“No!” Akito says. “I didn’t want to run away! I want to surpass RAD WEEKEND, and that means–”

“Of course you did,” Midori crosses his arms. “Hungry dogs like you yapping and yapping for a carcass.”

“I’m serious!” Akito says, and he knows he’s in the wrong here, that he shouldn’t argue at the man rightfully chewing him out for disgracing a place like Crawl Green, but it’s not in his nature to take something like this lying down, is it? “I’m serious about RAD WEEKEND, so when those guys asked if I was going to run away, I decided I wouldn’t. I know… I know I overstepped today, and I’m sorry, but I was there, I know how important RAD WEEKEND is, and I know the kind of sacrifices I’ll have to make to surpass it one day so that’s why I didn’t want to step down, and I tried. I tried so hard to practice so I could do justice to your–.”

“Boy,” Midori says. “Listen to me. You are never surpassing RAD WEEKEND.” “I–”

“LISTEN!”

Akito’s mouth slams shut and Midori continues on.

“Those people back there? The ones I chose, who I had perform, they don’t practice like you do, because they have talent. Real talent, the kind you can’t find just singing in the back alleys. Oh sure, if some of them were cocky, lazy, and didn’t try, then maybe you could out perform them with brute force, but no one who I allow to perform at my venue is like that. You’re miles behind the starting line, and they’re sprinting ahead of you. You’ll never close that gap.”

Midori spits at him. “Go home before you hurt yourself.” Then he stomps off.

Akito can’t breathe. The world is spinning and the lights are starting to blur. He doesn’t know when his feet start moving or when he gets home, until he opens the door and his dad is in the living room.

“Akito?” Shinei asks. “Is something wrong?”

Everything.

Everything is wrong. 

But he can’t explain it to his dad, can he? He doesn’t know anything about music, he’d simply be confused.

Or worse, his dad would understand intimately. Because at the end of the day, what was it he’d told Ena?

“You’re not capable of becoming the artist you want to be… though you might’ve been if you had enough talent beforehand.”

Ha, just like Midori said to him. 

Are they right? About Ena? About him? 

Akito can’t take it. He runs into his room and locks the door.

HELLO THERE, EVERYONE!

I am aware most of you people follow me for Project SEKAI, and I know I haven’t been posting SEKAI recently, but I did just organize all the Aoyagi-Tenma Family and Kamui/Shosuke fics

Note: The Aoyagi-Tenma family collection is only fics that are centered around them, if they’re just side characters the fic is not in the collection.

Aoyagi-Tenma Family

The Misadventures of Kamui Aoyagi and Shosuke Otori

Hi! Not sure if this counts but maybe Fuyune for the character thing?

Fuyune ABSOLUTELY counts

She is a character I love, a character I hate, and a character that I love to hate. She’s so perfect.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persona 5 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Suzui Shiho/Takamaki Ann Characters: Suzui Shiho, Takamaki Ann, Kamoshida Suguru Additional Tags: Minor Character Death, It’s an au based on episode 11 of Leverage: Redemption, The Jackal Job, Alternate Universe - No Personas (Persona Series), Alternate Universe - Actual Phantom Thieves (Persona 5), that’s the best way to describe it Summary:

Ann Takamaki was The Panther. The legendary grifter. And The Panther made a fatal mistake. Falling in love with a mark.

…P5/TMSFE crossover fic where Ellie and Ann are cousins and Touma and Ann are fire buddies and they all work together to surprise Tsubasa on her birthday? Yes.