#characterxoc

prologue 2 — nefarious.

#. synopsis! — nemuri and hizashi paid a visit to a young girl .

#. characters! — villain akumu , kazehana , midnight(kayama nemuri) , present mic(yamada hizashi) , unnamed staff.

#. warnings! — bnha x oc , talks about trauma , ooc , personal headcannons .

#. word count! — 757 .

#. masterlist!

It’d been awhile we hadn’t dating.

We spent a night at Tokyo Tower for dinner and, you know, i love seeing city lights, that was why he took me here. The best spot.

Cery: Nooooooooooo...i don’t want goin’ home Johann: It’s 11pm already.

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Tokyo is always the best date spot to me. I love city lights ❤️

Note: Disclaimer I don't own the characters from Touken Ranbu it belongs to DMM Games and Nitro+. I only own the main original character, and this is an AU fanfiction. Please keep in mind! Hope you all folks enjoy!

That Is Just Only The Beginning

I hear soft, silent and whistling cherry trees. I opened my eyes slowly each petals falling down onto my face.

It's breathtaking......

I slowly stand up from a flood of cherry pink petals that touched my delicate bare feet. I feel like I'm in heaven, honestly taking me light and free. Walking as I stepped on them, my face expresses enthusiastically. The carefree vibe that hung myself through this destination.

If only it's not a dream.

Suddenly, I postponed when a light began to struck upon me, shielding my arm under my eyes.

It hurts...too bright..!

But, what's underneath that shining light?

Soon as the light started to fade, my eyes shifted open and laying my arm down to my side.

There in front were mysterious 5 silhouette figures beyond the white background before them. In a moment I take a further step, they were about to vanish into thin air on merely seconds. So I rushed towards the figures, walking fast, but I ran in hope of knowing who they are.

Their identities...Who are you all? My thoughts sneered, immediately chasing their shadows when...

"Hello, our precious miss flower...." all of them spoke in unison.

Are they referring to me?

"W-wait, who are you!?" I called out.

No answers were given, but as I reached out my arm to them. Same time as the light reappeared shining through the figures and me, embracing through the brightness like it could take me somewhere...

**RIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG**

"Anee-san, wake up!"

"Waaaahhh--! H-huh!?"

"Dummy, it's already passed 7:00. You're gonna be late."

My eyes blinked multiple times. It felt as if my soul was returned from my dead body. I turned my look at this little boy beside me, who's my brother.

"A dream....." I stuttered.

My little brother only rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Anee....mama is waiting for you."

With that, he left...

"W-wait-WHAT!?"

I jumped from the bed, quickly looking at my alarm clock. It's passed 7 in the morning! CRAP, SUPER LATE!

Time is running late, I hurriedly prepare the usual routine I do. Fixing my bed, taking a bath, dressing myself up with my fresh dried uniform. Before heading down to the kitchen, I make sure I'm all set and neat. Lastly, brushing my hair. Now, I'm good to go!

"Michiko, hurry up! Breakfast is ready or it'll get cold!"

Mother calls, I grabbed my neck tie and bag as I dashed downstairs while fixing it.

I arrived in the main ground, facing the kitchen seeing mom doing the dishes and my little brother sitting across the dining table. Already done eating his meal, currently playing mobile games on his phone.

I placed my bag first on the couch, then heading inside the kitchen and dining hall. Finally, I sat down quietly starting to eat my breakfast.

"This is the first time you woke up at this hour, Michiko." My mom worded behind.

I didn't reply to her, but I gained a sweat drop on my head. Ignoring what she said as I continue to finish my meal. Instant regret? I've never been like this since the past. This is what it feels like when you're going to school, especially Monday occurs. Gosh, I hate Mondays.

Can we just replace and invent a new calendar that has full of Fridays?

Ugh, that dream I recalled. What was that? Probably, it's the dream kinda made me awake, right now....late. So strange, I thought I was in a fairytale land and what if those figures are princes who are-no...too cliche at such. I'm facing a ridiculous reality...my life and mine alone. But, I've set the time at 5:30! How come!? Maybe, I was too sleepy I didn't even feel like it's morning. Oh, well sleep always win. I wanna be in cloud nine.

"Oi, Anee stop daydreaming. You're ahead of time. Mama, I'll be going out now!"

"Aaaahhh--WAIT KANBE!!"

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And by the way, did I even introduce myself yet? No?

Well, nothing special about my simple life that can get through tough and struggle times! For a quick short note, I'll begin with my introduction....

I'm Tensetsugi Michiko, an eldest daughter of only 2 siblings in the family. Age 17, like an age for a sophomore, although almost high than that. Planning to change and improve my ways in both settings of life. School and my residency. I'm determined and progressive to aim my achieving goals and dreams after my studies! Though, I can procrastinate and curse alot of school works which is pretty moody of me to do so. But, I assure everything will be alright!

Student at Hanami Academy, which is the school I enrolled is a huge one! All of the school years were there and provided. It'll be no hassle to enrol there, if you're transferred anyhow.

Hope, you'll get to ride along my sto-No, OUR STORY!

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"Chi.....umm look."

"Seriously, been a long time here in the campus. And there's this letter that's catching up!? What on earth Michin!!" Chiho snickered, nudging my arm.

I scoffed, "Please, Chiho...it's impossible! Don't be fooled, maybe it's a prank." I began to inspect the letter.

"But, hey! That's the signage of the Hanamaru Boys!" She pointed.

"You've gotta be-no way!? No one on earth those popular guys would take interest in me!"

"Who knows, what if there is?" Chiho gave me a smirk with her eyebrows wiggling.

"Quit it Chi!"

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*Bang*

"M-mika-w-what are you--!?"

"Shh...keep your voice low, Tensetsugi-san. So you won't get caught by those fan girls or else your reputation will be broke."

You should at least cover me up in a proper way! The hell this senior is cornering me!!

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"Can I court you?"

"Court me, what for? When you don't know the word itself?"

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"Nobody messes with Tensetsugi or else you have to get in the way with me...."

"M-ma-manba......"

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"MICHI-CHAN~"

"T-tsurumaru, you're being clingy!"

"Whatever! I want to hug you~ Say wanna hear a joke?"

"I don't wanna hear one from a duck....."

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"It's my promise, Michiko......that I will always stay here by your side always..."

Author's Note:

Chapter One 

Chapter Sixteen

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from The Riot Club/Posh, and all OCs were beautifully crafted by @club-riot

"Tamsin?" Dimitri turned to her. They were just after finishing the main course and were waiting patiently for pudding, "What have you been doing all night? "How do you mean?" Tamsin was still leaning her chin against her propped up hands, gazing at him innocently. "This is what I mean," He gestured to her entire being, "Why are you acting like a crazy person?" "No, I'm not," She shook her head. It was exceedingly unconvincing and she knew it. "I'm not-" Dimitri stopped himself, and sighed, "What do you want, Tamsin?" "What?" She straighten her back, sitting upright again. "Is it money?" "No," "Then what?" Tamsin didn't reply straight away. She paused. Then picked up her glass of red wine and knocked it back. Then she placed the empty glass back on the table and reached over the corner of the table to get ahold of both sides of Dimitri's face and kissed him, full on the lips. They didn't break away or stop or anything. It just went on and on and on. "Oh wow, gosh," Elizabeth looked at the table, avoiding eye contact with anyone and blushing ferociously. "You're married, Lizzy," George laughed, "Surely, you and Leighton are used to this sort of thing," "Only every Tuesday," Elizabeth couldn't help but smirk a little at her own comment. "What do you have on Tuesdays?" James looked at her. "Well, I-" "She has two English lectures from ten until twelve, followed by a tutorial in modern English literature at three and then drama rehearsals from half six to half eight," Guy said. He said it as if he were the most clever person on earth. He said it as if he had just cured Cancer. "I'm impressed," George's eyes went wider than usual, surprise evident on his face. "I'm not," Elizabeth frowned looking at Guy, "How did you know that?" "..You're looking lovely tonight," He replied solemnly, his clever imagine of two seconds beforehand had been shattered. He was now reduced to a creepy stalker. "Guy," She didn't look impressed. Not scary. Just not impressed. And Guy had to mentally slap himself because there was a point where all he could think of was how cute she looked. "Umm..," He began to shrug. Over her shoulder, he could see James looking like he was about to burst with the containment of his laughter. Guy had really dug a hole for himself. "It was me," Poppy waved her arms slightly, getting Elizabeth's attention, "He asked where you were once and I just gave him a copy of your timetable," "What?" "I didn't think you'd mind," Poppy scoffed, both her and Alistair laughing at the situation. "Do you.. mind?" Guy looked at her so awkwardly. So awkwardly. Like a child in trouble. "I mean," She raised her hand to her burning face, "Next time don't make it sound like you follow me around," "He does," Dimitri briefly broke away from Tamsin. "I do not," The look of panic was hysterically evident in Guy's face. "God, I hope not," Elizabeth chuckled, reaching for her glass of gin and lemonade, "You'd be so bored if you did," "Don't put yourself down," George said sadly from in front of her. "Yes. I'm sure loads of people would love to stalk you," Alistair said in a very calm voice. Poppy burst out laughing. Elizabeth wasn't sure how to react. "That is not what I meant," George tapped the edge of the table with his index finger as he spoke. "It's fine," Elizabeth shook her head, wishing that would be the end of the conversation. "Dimitri dear, stop that please," Elena touched her nephew's shoulder as she entered the room again, "Or at least go upstairs," "Mum!" Honora's one word argument told her mother to stop talking. No one needed a translator for that. Not that Elena cared. "Now pudding will be out shortly. Is anyone still thirsty?" "Wine please, madam," Ed actually fell off his chair once he had finished speaking. "Are you sure?" Elena grinned at the state he was in. "It's collective wine, Mrs. Honora's mum," Toby added, "He's asking for all of us," "Very well, I'll have someone bring in two or three bottles," Elena went to leave. "Did you finally realize you've got employees?" Honora snorted. "Honora, do you want to be sent to your room without pudding?" Elena turned back around again, "I can do that. You live here, you know?" Then she left the room again, leaving the group to tease Honora about being sent to bed early at twenty years of age. "Lauren would love all this," Miles said to no one in particular as he looked around the room. After drinking quite a lot already, Poppy was fed up with listening to him rambling on about Lauren. She began to face away from him, speaking to Alistair instead and letting Hugo deal with all the Lauren talk. "He's not worth the effort, Poppy," Alistair said to her, almost coldly, "He's blinded by the commoner," "It's just annoying, Alistair," Poppy pouted, looking like she was about to cry but she wasn't, "I got all dressed up and he doesn't even care," "You do look nice though," He nodded in reference to her navy swing dress. It was different in comparison to what she usually wore to fancy dos. She generally picked brighter colours as well. The darker blue was charming to see on her. And Alistair noticed. She smiled and reached up to hold his hand lightly. She appreciated that he said it, even if he didn't mean it. Alistair was never the type to give out compliments. But he did mean it. "Ooh! Pudding!" James' face lit up when the staff put a selection of cakes, tarts and merengues. "I love chocolate cake!" Elizabeth squealed, "It's literally my will to live," "Would you like to try some cheesecake?" Guy held up his fork of Bailey's cheesecake. "Mmm hmm," She nodded, about to take the fork off him but he instinctively shoved it into her mouth, feeding her, "Mm, it's delicious!" James, George and Hugo exchanged glances, smirking, feeling it wouldn't be long till the Leighton-Masters/Shaw marriage would be forgotten about.

Title: Last Words

Pairing: LucioxOC

Fandom: The Arcana

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Minor spoilers, character death

The masquerade was a time for jubilation for all of Vesuvia. Normally, none would be more excited than Lucio himself, more than happy to strut about the castle with obnoxious grandeur as he watched the entire city gather to celebrate his special day: to celebrate him. For the first time in the masquerade's history, since Lucio had turned his own birthday into a national holiday, this wasn’t the case.

“Stuck in my room on my birthday.” The count had been sulking for the better part of the day, outraged by his confinement and even further outraged by the lack of faithful servants surrounding him. A few of the courtiers had checked in, only to duck out quickly in favor of the festivities and Nadia hadn’t visited once. She seldom had since he’d come down with the plague. The only person kind enough to keep him company, there when he needed it most, was Rae.

“What do those doctors think they’re doing down there? Damn that Devorak, wasting time.” His thanks to her, to perhaps the only true friend he had, had been to rant and rave. He’d spent the better part of the night complaining and Rae had been the only person he hadn’t directly scolded yet, threatening even the servants who brought him the best part of each meal the masquerade served. He could hardly eat in his state of weakness, but Lucio wanted no one to forget that he was still the star of this show - even if it seemed as though most of the city already had.