#But for those two bozos? There's a reason why my roommate and I have spent hours talking about all the stupid gay shenanigans they could ha

[kanonavi]

I am once again tagged by @radellama, thanks a bunch!

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Last Song: Song of the Ancients / Fate, by Keiichi Okabe

Currently Watching: Still Trigun (1998), I am unfortunately too busy to watch much else (Though I do sometimes think about how much I want to rewatch TGCF season 2....)

Three Ships: Xiao/Venti, Feng Xin/Mu Qing, Minamoto Kou/Mitsuba Sousuke

Favorite Color: Still cobalt!

Currently Consuming: Nothing at the moment, last thing was some chai tea. Now I'm thinking about grilled cheese again tho...

First Ship: Leo/Takumi from Fire Emblem: Fates

Relationship Status: Unfortunately, no

Last Movie: I genuinely don't remember... It was either Spirited Away or a combined Megamind/How to Train Your Dragon movie night

Currently Working On: A lot of my current angst is actually over the fact that I'm too deep in the schoolwork trenches to actually work on any of my own personal creative projects. But, my other project besides the Genshin Poetry Gala fic that I've been working on for months now is a TGCF essay about how the main couple are representative of the story's main themes. They make my brain explode <3

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Tagging: @hollyisanonymous, @rubberbandballqueen, @tempests-bards-and-birds, @sl33pyr3v3ri3, @stardustdiiving, @h4msanta

#tag game #I think I'm gonna just let tag game be its own tag now lol #I haven't actually been listening to much music for the past two days #I've been on more of a talking audio kick if anything at all #As for the ships aside from the obvious I ended up putting feng//qing because I cannot see myself writing hua//lian fic #Cuz the books have everything I need from them lmao #But for those two bozos? There's a reason why my roommate and I have spent hours talking about all the stupid gay shenanigans they could ha #And kou//tsuba is just because I caught up on js//hk recently and they are still destroying my heart (sob) #I can't wait until school is done so I can get back to being creative #That's what will fix me I'm not even joking lmaooo #Thanks for the tag these are always fun!! (even though it was a little similar to the last one with some of the prompts lolol)

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5, 6, 9, 10, pairing doesn't matter much, but I think KuroKura fits well with 6 and 9.

Thanks for the prompt ask! Man, this one was pretty fun to write. I’m going for prompt number 9, if that’s okay. This actually turned out really weird, and I’m not sure if I like it. 

9.  Person B haunts Person A’s house. Person A is tired of feeling scared and starts treating Person B like a pet.

Kurapika remembered reading about things like this in the horror novels that he checked out from the school library when he was younger. Usually, it was the typical trope featuring a helpless, oh-so-distressed damsel who had been kidnapped and/or plagued by a vengeful spirit. The apparition would pop about the halls for a few cheap scares, and perhaps leave a message in blood on the mirror for good measure. But by no later than chapter eight, she had been saved miraculously from the ghost by some dusty exorcism practice which commonly entailed no less than five drawn-out verses in poorly-translated Latin.

To say that Kurapika wasn’t pleased to have his life resemble a cheesy horror book was an understatement.

Currently, he was huddled in the farthest corner of his living room, with a bottle of holy water and multiple bibles that he had found in the ancient attic open around him. A small, foolish part of him hoped that the spirit/ghost/whatever would just give up and be intimidated by the ring of holiness that he had rigged up. Or, at least, maybe the thing bumping around his house would stay far away from him for however long it took to hire a proper exorcist.

The blond looked at his phone, frowning. Great. It was just his luck that all the priestly exorcists in his surrounding area were closed on Sundays. Go figure.

How would he even make it another day? He’d been sitting in his wall of bibles for the past thirty-two hours, time which he could’ve put towards cleaning or reading or literally anything else more productive.

In hindsight, maybe he shouldn’t have ignored the first few warning signs.

When he’d first bought the house, just a week ago, the real estate agent had warned him of the strange incidents that had occurred within the property a decade prior. Kurapika’s hadn’t really paid attention at the time, being the broke, freshly-out-of-college, adult that he was. He’d been desperate to find a house that would meet his meager budget, so he’d completely disregarded the information.

(A couple of hours ago, a few google searches brought up more than a he needed to know. Apparently there had been some sort of murderous band of thieves, headed by a man named Kuroro Lucilfer, that had held their grisly operations at his address. Hm, maybe that was why the carpets were stained a funny brown color. Kurapika tried not to think to hard about that.)

As if the direct warnings hadn’t been enough, the first night that Kurapika had spent in the house had been full of disappearing objects and flickering lights. Nervously, he’d just attributed it to his sleep-deprived memory and bad wiring. But, he knew he should have hoofed it when, while he was showering, he had seen a figure watching him from the mirror. This instance actually happened multiple times, before Kurapika had moved his showering to the middle of the day. When the sun was out. Only then.

Kurapika sighed. Amazing. I guess I’m dealing with a pervy ghost, then. Why couldn’t he have just moved in with Leorio again?

Right. Because Leorio was very messy and dorming with the medical student had been actual hell. Wait a minute… It had been Leorio who had suggested the house to him in the first place!

Annoyance, the special kind that only Leorio’s stupidity could invoke, began to simmer in Kurapika’s thoughts. That bastard! Damn Leorio Paladiknight and his damned ‘bright ideas’!

The shuffling in the other room abruptly stopped, and it occurred to Kurapika that he had said the last bit out loud. Well, I’m screwed.

A cold something drifted into the room. Kurapika scooted back as far as he could into the the protection of his bibles. The frigidness didn’t subside, and the thin layers of pajamas that Kurapika had been wearing offered little warmth. For some reason, the blond didn’t feel any fear or apprehension about the situation. No, the only emotion that was running through his thoughts was irritation.

“Can you tone down the air conditioning, asshole?” he shouted, voice coming out less even than he would’ve liked. It struck him how stupid he probably looked, yelling at thin air.

To his utter surprise, the creepy aura receded. “Sorry,” the empty air replied, in a voice that did not in any way seem ghost-like. In most of the movies, the spirits just wailed and shrieked in raspy, torn voices, but this one… well, he sounded unnaturally smooth, like a radio announcer.

“What the fuck,” Kurapika whispered to himself. “Oh no, I’m going insane. All those nights researching psychological maladies, and now I’m succumbing to one of them.” Shit, Leorio was never going to let him live this down!

“Oh, you’re not insane. Probably,” the air/ghost/spirit replied amiably.

“Well that’s good to know,” Kurapika said, giving a mock sigh of relief, “must be true coming from MY OWN MENTAL HALLUCINATION. I have a degree in this, bozo. I’m not some sort of idiot who falls for their own subconsciousness speaking to them.”

“Me? A mental hallucination? I think not!” There was a quiet snapping sound then, and a figure formed itself from the mist.

“Oh, great. I must be in a really dark place right now to conjure up such an asshole,” Kurapika muttered. The apparition raised a perfect eyebrow.

“I think such an ass is what you mean,” the ghost replied, a seductive edge to his voice.

“Oh my god, just kill me now.”

The ghost, who was now fully in the form of a conventionally attractive man, frowned. “That can be arranged.”

Kurapika gave him a skeptical look. “Not possible, since you’re all in my head.”

The spirit/man drifted closer, successfully breaching Kurapika’s wall of Jesus. “Want to bet?” As the figure came clearer into view, the blond noted the odd coat that he was wearing, and the even odder cross that was on his forehead.

He recognized him from the article he had been reading. Kuroro Lucilfer.

Deep in thought, Kurapika didn’t register exactly how much the ghost had progressed until said ghost was right in front of him, his vaguely-transparent nose just inches from Kurapika’s own.

Interestingly, the spirit wasn’t giving off any coldness at all; he was quite warm, actually. Still, Kurapika freaked at the sudden violation of personal space, and tried to shove him away. His hands went right through the ghost, because the other was, well, a ghost.

Immediately, Kurapika had the impression that he had just dunked his hands into a dizzying vacuum, and he had a distinct urge to throw up. Carefully, Kuroro gave a slight tutting sound and removed the blond’s hands from his person (was that even the right word?).

“Wait, how come you can interact with the earthly plane? If such a relationship existed, then I should be able to touch you as well… the physics just doesn’t add up,” Kurapika said, half to himself.

Kuroro smirked. “Well, the relationship between our dimensions is governed by me. So although you may not be able to do any to me… I can do this.” The ghost removed one hand from Kurapika’s arm to place it on the blond’s cheek, drawing him closer and closer until…

Holy mother of all things holy, Kurapika thought, I just got assaulted by a perverted ghost. It didn’t matter that it had been pleasurable… it had been his first, and to have it taken so carelessly by a possibly-hallucinated ghost, too…

The spirit laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll be sticking around for quite a while.”

Kurapika groaned. And I had just gotten rid of a vexing roommate.

And it’s done. Wow, that turned out hella weird. Apologies for that. I also didn’t edit anything (oops)

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