People You Should Be Following Instead Of Me #9 (EARLY BONUS)
This is one of THE FIRST blogs I started following when I got into this fandom. This sideblog was nothing more than a mere thought then. I love this blog and I can’t believe they follow both of my blogs?
The Straw Paper Theory AKA Tyki Mikk is Mana Campbell
it’s time to finally share this headcanon/meta with the world. For about three
years now, I’ve had this idea that Tyki Mikk could be Mana Campbell. I’ve
collected my evidence and put it in notes so here we go…
Platonic Klavier and Simon with 2 (*coughs*Definitelynotapromptforangstyklavandsupportivebestfriendsimon( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))
2. “Have you lost your damn mind!?”
“Don’t you think you should take it easy for one night, Klavier?”
Simon asked this question after Klavier beckoned him to go out with him to a new bar that evening after work. They were both off the next day, so normally this sort of suggestion would not have been one that Simon would worry over. While he wasn’t a huge bar or party person himself, going out and just getting wasted would not have been such a terrible idea.
Unfortunately though, this was not the first (nor second, nor third) time this week that Klavier insisted Simon go out drinking with him at night.
More than a few times, Klavier had come into work wearing sunglasses with a large cup of coffee in his hand. His hair didn’t have its usual sheen and he would not really be able to function all too much until around noon. Luckily, Edgeworth hadn’t caught on…mostly because Simon was covering Klavier’s ass pretty well.
And this hadn’t started just this week.
Since Apollo’s departure and Ema’s reassignment to Khura’in, Klavier had been having a rough time. Originally, he was spending more time with Simon and Athena, but now he was apparently going to bars and clubs every single night. Self-medicating his depression with alcohol and sex, most likely.
I don’t usualy do this, but I kind of want to see what you might all think of this, so here is what I consider the intro of my D Gray Man canon au. Which is also likely to be the Prologue of the fanfic (or part of it at least).
sun warmed his hands as he turned the page of his book, aware of the
soft breathing coming from the two frames resting against each side.
One would think it would make reading harder, but not for him, he had
grown used to moments like this.
soft couch, twins napping with their head on his shoulders, and the
small but well place ray of sunshine to let him read with minimal
brushed through strands of red hairs, twirling one thin strand around
the index gently, bringing his silver eyes to the side. Dark eyes,
half open and more than half asleep, blinked slowly at the hairs
before gazing up with a small frown.
not right.” The young man muttered.
Go back to sleep, N–” He huffed, not without the corner of his
lips twitching up from the fondness he felt.
the young man frowned deeper, and surprised him by bringing the
strand closer, kissing it. He watched the fluffy brown haired head
rest back on his shoulder, the other going back to sleep, but not
without a last mutter that froze his body and mind both.
find your light.”
stayed unmoving with his gaze lost into the wall on the other side,
mind blank. Soft breathing returned to his left, and then, a small
I’ll free you.”
Walker jolted awake, eyes wide open and heart beating wild, seconds
passings before he even registered the sight of the alley he had
dozed into. His body felt warm, but not in the uncomfortable way that
he had learned to associated with the Noah inside him fighting for
control. His left arm throbbed, one feather protuding out of it, a
small warning that he would be in danger if he did not move soon.
he couldn’t. Not so soon. His dream had not left his mind, different
from nightmares, different from the shadow lurking in his mind. In
this precise moment, Allen felt all too aware, his thoughts process
blank and yet screaming at him to keep this dream close to his heart.
more feathers formed, and he jolted back to the present, gazing down
with a wince. Apocryphos was getting near, he really needed to move.
Allen stood up, his legs too shaky at first, forcing him to lean
against the wall.
own reflection caught Allen’s gaze, the grinning shadow standing
behind him in it. He was ready to ignore it, but when he straightened
to move, the shadow… flickered. For a second, Allen saw the one he
had truly seen only once. Grey skin, golden eyes, short spiky hairs;
the 14th watched him.
his shadow form, he was not grining. His true appearance only
flickered for a second, but his eyes were intense, catching Allen’s
own eyes. The silver haired male could not read the expression he
saw, or maybe, there had been no expression, a blankness that
betrayed he might have seen the dream Allen had.
then, the 14th had smiled before the shadow form Allen was
used to seeing was back into the reflection. But this time, the usual
grin did not bother the exorcist on the run.
when he was still seeing the gentle smile the 14th had
shown. The same that he had given Allen when they had stood face to
face for a very short time, back when the 14th awakened
Why do I want to return that smile so much?
His left arm throbbed again, and Allen finally snapped his gaze away
from the reflection, glancing down before sighing. Now was not the
time to get lost in thought, he had to run before he was found; at
least no Akuma had appeared yet. Knowing his luck, that would not
remain true much longer, and he wanted to avoid facing two enemies at
the same time for once, thank you very much.
So Allen pushed himself off the wall, clenching his jaws and willing
himself to not think of the heat of his body nor the pain in his arm.
Then, he walked forward, encouraged by the golden ball that had
popped from his pocket, nuzzling his neck and bringing a smile on his