Random Story Concept For Spooky Month

LILAC

||This fic will be from Armin’s perspective, then switched to readers perspective! Also be warned, this fic contains dark material and angst, so if you’re uncomfortable with this, then click away, please. Now, read on reader…if you dare!||

Song I listened to while writing

[Armins pov]

“You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you, you’d be like heaven to touch, I want to hold you so much, you’re just to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you…” the record player sang softly as the grandfather clock in the kitchen rang its solemn tune, which indicated that it was noon. I was in a closet, hiding with a scared {name} by my side. I could feel her shaking like a leaf, I’m which I didn’t blame her.

“Oh Armin, you thought you were smart, huh? This really is stupid right! You and I weren’t meant to be together! Come out, come out, wherever you are!” A woman said in a soft but harsh voice. “Oh, where must you both be hiding? Lets make a deal now, shall we? If you show yourself, your precious {name} will be left unharmed. If I do find you both, oh-ho-ho! You don’t want to know what happens then!” She said with a laugh that sounded like a thunderous symphony of storms of rage, anger, and sadness.

“What do we do Armin?! Oh god…” The female next to me whisper-shouted. “I’m gonna die, aren’t I?” She asked, with tears brimming her {eye color} eyes. “No! We won’t die, I promise. I’ll make sure” I whispered, confident, despite how badly I wanted to cry. I couldn’t let her die. Not her. Anyone but her…

The woman’s footsteps grew louder, alongside a sound of a terrifying *click* of the gun held in her hand. Our hearts entered a great crescendo filled with pain and fear. The closet door was slammed open. We were frozen, like statues made of ice, slowly melting in the hot, summer sun.

“Please!” {name shouted} “Don’t hurt him! That is the last thing I want to happen!” She said, hands raised in a surrender. “Please…spare his life. I’d rather it be me than him!” She plead, putting her body in front of mine, creating a shield. “{name}…please….” I pleaded. The woman pointed her gun at her, and I yelped, “Wait! Why are you doing this?!” “Why? Oh Armin, don’t you know? You don’t deserve a woman like her!” She said “You belong with Me! Can’t you see that?” The woman held the gun at {name}’s forehead. “Any last words? I’m feeling nice today” she said with a spine-chilling smile. “Armin, just know that I love you.” She looked at Armin with a sad, but reassuring smile, before turning to the woman and saying with great venom in her voice, “And I hope you rot in hell” her eyes darkened.

[{name}’s pov]

The last thing I saw was a smiling woman with her finger on the trigger. Everyone entered a slow motion, a previous frozen Armin ran to me, but before I could react, I heard a loud bang. I then felt a huge wave of pain, and collapsed. “{name}!!” He cried out, rushing to my side. His tears made my shirt wet, his hands now covered in my blood, trying to stop the bleeding. “Please don’t die on me! I can’t lose you, please” his pleaded with pain in his voice. “It should’ve been m-“ before he could finish, I kissed him. “Don’t cry, Armin. It doesn’t suit you” I said with a small smile before feeling a sharp pain.

I reached out slowly and wiped away his tears with my thumb, which caused more tears to come out. I then saw him get up from my side and walk towards the woman. “Armin…” I gasped before coughing into my hand. “Fuck…” I mumbled, seeing red blood on my hand. “Armin, what are you doing?” I said in a raspy voice. How was I still alive? I didn’t know. He managed to grab the gun from the woman and pointed it at her. A chilling wind entered the room, the curtains danced and the moonlight showed the outline of the woman. Before he could do anything, she looked at him. The last thing I saw were a pair of blue eyes looking back at me with a glare, before she ran out the door.

“Did you see who it was?” Armin asked. “I have an idea on who it is…” I responded. “Okay, I’m going to get some help first, you can tell me later, alright?” I nodded before he went and got some help. After a few hours, I felt my heart rate slowly fade. Doctors rushed to my side, trying to revive me. “The person…who shot me…was A-“ before I could finish, my eyes closed and everything stopped.

[The next day, Armins pov.]

I had been woken up to the news that she died. “Wait…she…died? No she couldn’t…she’s a strong girl she-“ I was told she died and that it was confirmed. I then broke out into sobs. The rest of the day, I was silent. Everyone had known about what happened and rumors started to spread. Who had done it? Well, the answer, {name} did know, and the rest is pretty much history.

|| End note: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed…well, I hope you were happy with what I wrote! It’s not really happy either. But hey! I’m glad you read this! I almost cried writing this during English haha 😎 Anyways, take care yall!

-Lucky 🐾||

…I don’t think I’m sane anymore guys…

-Akito

🐾 pochacco toya !!

YES THE SILLIES (+me 😏) yippee! (I love the art andnsmsc)

-🎪

THEY MAKE ME SICK.

I am sane (literally bawling rn)

There aren’t that many songs that make me cry, but one song always does. Any guesses? No? The song is called From Home by NCT U. That song hits home, quite literally. Dealing with feelings of loneliness isn’t fun, but a quote from the lyrics stood out to me “Know that you are not alone anymore”. Even if it feels like you’re alone, no one really is (*cough, definitely not thinking about our bf because we see them as our “home” cough*) anyways, I needed to get this out or we won’t be able to sleep, as it is almost 3 am…

Sorry that I havent posted a new chapter yet for red lights, I’m currently have been feeling demotivated for a while, and I’m trying to power through this hehe. I will try to release a chapter tomorrow as soon as I’m done with my duties (so to speak) ^^ sorry again for the delay 😅

-Lucky 🐾

I guess wriolette is popular…I’m gonna tell Wrio he’s a genius while I sob in the corner

-🎤

Random hc’s wriolette edition (sick editon)

Honestly, I can see Wriothesley being sick the most out of the two

Mans comes home one day and just starts sneezing like crazy. Definitely won’t admit he’s sick until he actually gets sick

As a person who drinks hot water with lemon when sick, I hc him to be that person too. Will refuse to stop working and rest, much to the dismay of Neuvilette

“I’ll be fine it’s just a small cold” *Wakes up the next day with a fever* “…okay, maybe it isn’t just a small cold-“

Idk why, but I see Neuvillette to be the type to make something warm for Wrio to eat, like some soup. He would do some light scolding cuz he’s just genuinely worried

Anyways, that’s all, take care out there folks -🐺

im going to play this later heh 😎

˗ˏˋ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! ´ˎ˗

I've been working on this project for over three weeks and now I'm very proud to announce it's complete and ready to be published! Welcome to my first ever interactive fanfiction <3

♡ WHAT'S AN INTERACTIVE FANFICTION?

Very similar to your casual visual novel, interactive fanfiction is very similar to a choose your own adventure game! After reading for a while, you will be prompted with two or more different options. For example, you can choose to side with Eren, Armin or Mikasa during a conversation, and, in another opportunity, you can choose between staying in Zeke's car while he finds a parking spot or heading to the fast-food place with Porco and Pieck!

Aside from that, you can customize the game even further! You can add your own name/nickname, so the characters' interaction feels even more personal. No pronouns are used throughout the story either <3

♡ OHH, TELL ME A BIT MORE!

11 available endings: Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Zeke, Pieck and Porco

2 Bad Endings

The reader is gender-neutral (no pronouns are used throughout the story) and racially ambiguous (no "raking their fingers across your hair" or "pink blushes")

Option to add your name/nickname so the characters can talk with you!

You can unlock secret passages when choosing different interactions with a character. And yes, those secret passages include even more kisses <3

♡ WHERE CAN I PLAY IT?

You can play for free on itch.io but of course, my ko-fi is always open if you're feeling generous. However, it's important to let you all know the game will always remain free and without any ads <3

I hope you enjoy playing it! Let me know what ending you got <3 Feel free to reblog so more people can know about this! c:

dont ever hesitate. reblog this.

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Chapter 4: Yes or yes

||I said I’d make a new chapter, so here it is! This one may end up being on the shorter side since it’s late but I’m experiencing a huge burst of energy haha! Also I really love this song because, vibes 😎 Anyways, enjoy the chapter and look out on Friday! (Also just in time for Valentines Day)||

[Restaurant. Thursday, 5:00 pm. {name}’s pov]

“What I’m going to say next might sound silly…but…I-“ I got cut off with the sound of Levi saying “We’re going to leave as soon as I pay for the meal. We need to prepare for the concert and get ready.” We all hummed in response. “I’ll tell you after the concert, alright?”. Jean responded with a nod and we left after Levi paid.

The car ride to the hotel was silent, other than the radio that played a song. The song “Yes or yes” by Twice played. I smiled and sang along, and I got surprised looks from everyone but Armin. I continued to sing along, a smile on my face. Once the song ended, I was greeted by the surprise from the members of the group. “I didn’t know you could sing so well!” Jean said, acting like a child in a candy store.

“Thanks” I said with a smile. “I told you she could sing well” Armin said in a teasing voice. “You should sing with us some day. As a guest” Eren suggested. “I…I’m not sure I can sing THAT well, but I’ll consider it” I said with a shrug. “It doesn’t hurt to try!” Connie said, with an encouraging smile. “Like I said, I’ll consider it” I said in a teasing voice as we entered the parking lot for the hotel.

[The concert. Thursday, 10:00 pm, Jeans pov]

Crowds singing. Dance. Sing. Lights, flashing. Sound. Lots of sound. Why? Why must I feel so warm inside?? I mean, dancing causes that, but…it’s a different kind of warmth. One that I haven’t felt in an long time…

While dancing and singing on the stage, I couldn’t help but feel nervous, despite me looking all happy (and serious when called for) on stage. I mean, it’s normal to feel nervous around your crush? Right? Or is it perhaps more than a crush? Perhaps, it’s this feeling of love I’m feeling…

I took a quick glance to where {name} was and I saw her smiling, looking super happy, the lanyard around her neck following her movements, entranced by the way a snake would be by a snake-charmer. Seeing her all happy motivated me to continue to dance, despite me being on the brink of collapse. Do it for her, make her proud. You can collapse later, just not right now…mows definitely not a good time.

Once the concert ended, we were greeted by a happy {name}, saying loads of praises on how good we were singing, her favorite parts, and a “You are all so talented and amazing! I loved the part when-“ while she continued to spout praises and her excitement on being backstage, I fell a bit more deeper for her. Once we were in the green room, {name}, Connie, and Eren were trying to convince her to sing onstage (with Levi listening and commenting once in a while), while I was talking to Armin.

“I see you have feeling for someone” he teased. “Is it that obvious?” I asked, my voice low. “Nope, I can just happen to read people that well. You might have what people call Aitai ga jou, mitai ga yamai.” “Eh?! No I don’t” I said, crossing my arms. “Yeah, sure. Uso o tsuite iru koto ga wakarimasu” He said with a smile and he gently nudged my arm. I sighed, “Īdeshou, tabun”

[Hotel balcony. Thursday, 11:00 pm, {name}’s pov]

I stood on the balcony, watching the sky above glitter with stars, sparkling and shining like tiny flashlights, the moon giving off a soft glow, contrast to the darkness night brought. I heard the sliding glass door open and close. “Hello there Jean.” I said with a smile. Jean responded with a hello. I looked up at the sky…I’m going to do it, tonight is the perfect night! You got this…

“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” I asked before I looked at Jean, smiling softly.

“I can die happy” He responded smiling back. “How did you know?” I asked, smiling with a blush on my face. “Armin told me in case” he said with a small laugh. Our faces grew a few inches closer, the wind bringing in a whisper, a conscience asking, is this right? Is this wrong? But in the moment…it felt so right… I closed my eyes and our lips touched, at first slightly awkward, then it slowly bloomed into something I didn’t want end.

|| Translation (rough, may not be entirely correct but it’s close enough 😅):

“Aitai ga jou, mitai ga yamai.” - love sickness

“Uso o tsuite iru koto ga wakarimasu” - I can tell you’re lying (basically)

“Ideshou tabun” - Okay, maybe

Also! The phrase “The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” Which is a Japanese phrase (“tsuki ga kirei desu ne?”) where one confesses their love to. Well, if you want to be cheesy, that is. The least unrealistic response (the one I decided to use) is “I can die happy” or “shindemo iiwa”

The most realistic response (which I’m deciding to include here) is “Sōda ne 〜. Tokorode daiji daijina hanashi hanashi ga aru tte gen ittenakatta? Nani nani?” Which roughly means, “Yep. Isn’t there something important you would want to tell me?”

The responses on the internet can be rather false and incorrect 😅

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this “mini chapter” and have a great Valentine’s Day ❤️

-Lucky 🐾

|| Taglist: @1-800-asuka

You’re not even the fart

Here’s a section:

“Think you the shit, bitch? You're not even the fart (grrah) I be goin' hard (grrah) I'm breakin' they hearts, like Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (like) Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (like) She could be rich, but I'm richer (damn)”

Enjoy! Until the curtain rises and we meet again,

-🎪