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sparrowmoth · 2 years

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Product of the 90s • [AO3]

Teen | 1.6K | Matchablossom | Fluff and Humour, Furby!Carla

A/N: Happy birthday to my beloved best friend and fellow 90s kid, @everfairestar! Furbies have no rights, but Vi does, so I wrote this as a compromise on our positions. Please enjoy some SK8 silliness. <3

CW: Canon typical arguments, mention of alcohol, and minor violence against a furby.

Kojiro hasn’t knocked in years—not at Kaoru’s door, at least. He has the keys already out, dangling from his fingers, and when he steps onto the mat outside, he shifts the groceries in his arms, then stoops down to the door knob. He turns it, pushes it open, wrestles the key out before crossing the threshold—

“I’m home,” he calls, as he always does, though he doesn’t live here and never has. He might, one day, if they ever talk about “it.” That thing unspoken that they dance around, all but experts at the steps.

Kojiro slips out of his shoes and pauses to listen. The apartment is quiet, but there’s faint noise from the bedroom, behind the cracked open door. The sound of running water and a shuffle of products—

Kaoru’s started the day late, but that’s nothing unusual. It’s 10 AM on a rainy Sunday morning. There is no one to impress, least of all Kojiro.

He glances around at all the blinds pulled shut as he crosses to the kitchen. “Hey, wouldn’t kill you to let some light in,” he calls toward the bedroom, setting the bags down on the wooden counter. “Damn vampire,” he adds under his breath, a smile betraying his affection.

He starts unpacking the groceries—mostly fresh ingredients for the brunch he has in mind, but a few things to populate Kaoru’s barren fridge, as well. Nothing needing to be cooked, since the spoiled brat can’t be damned—just some sushi and sliced fruit and bottled iced tea. Enough to keep him alive through the work day tomorrow—

Humming, Kojiro shuts the fridge and looks around. He thought he’d heard the bedroom door creak, but there’s no sign of Kaoru.

“I’m making bruschetta,” he announces, in case Kaoru is lingering just out of sight, slipping into his yukata. There’s no answer and that’s well enough, because Kojiro has just flicked on the kitchen light and he doesn’t need to hear it for the thousandth time that he “could have just asked Carla to do it.” Like it’s really so much effort.

Kojiro grabs two tomatoes and goes to wash them in the sink. Over the sound of the faucet running, he hears a strange mechanical noise. Probably one of the older appliances, a victim to Kaoru’s tinkering—

He doesn’t think much of it, since movement catches his attention in his peripheral vision. There’s nothing there when he looks, but he’s sure there was—something small, fast, and black-furred between the couch and the kitchen island, having zoomed out from the bedroom.

“Kaoru,” he starts uncertainly, pushing up on his tiptoes and leaning over the island, trying to see where the thing had gone. “Did you get a cat?” He can’t see anything, but it sounds like something is moving.

“Here, kitty, kitty…” He sets the tomatoes down on the cutting board, grabs a dish towel for his hands as he rounds the counter.

Something whirs in the shadows, between the barstools.

Large, glowing pink eyes blink suddenly open.

“Konnichiwa.”

∙

Kaoru, standing in his bedroom in front of the mirror, neatly ties off his obi to the sound of a yelp. There’s an almighty thud from around the kitchen somewhere, then the sound of his name and pounding footsteps. He rolls his eyes, counts off the seconds. One, two—

“KAORU, WHAT IS THAT THING?”

“That thing is Carla,” Kaoru answers coolly. He plucks a thread off his sleeve before turning to Kojiro, raising an eyebrow at his wild eyes and panting. He looks quite dramatic for having sprinted a mere thirty feet from the kitchen to the bedroom. Ridiculous ape.

“Carla,” huffs Kojiro, still breathing hard, “is a skateboard. THAT—”

“She’s not a skateboard,” Kaoru interrupts, folding his arms across his chest with an unimpressed look. “Carla is a highly sophisticated AI with diverse applications, one of which just so happens to be—”

“A FURBY?”

“—my skateboard, and yes, an electronic toy repurposed as a mobile operative capable of greeting my guests and home invaders, alike.”

Kojiro scoffs. “Who are you calling a home invader, four eyes?”

“Nanjo Kojiro,” comes a pleasant, feminine voice from behind Kojiro, who springs forward into the bedroom like an alarmed cat. “Master has asked me to deliver a message. Please stand by.” She begins to play a recording of Kaoru’s voice that almost immediately degrades into a garbled sound. “Me hungry,” she rattles out, voice gravelly, clicking her beak and advancing on Kojiro, who practically shrieks—

Kaoru observes all this with scientific detachment. “I see,” he muses, adjusting his glasses. “She’s assessed your behaviour as childish and is attempting to endear herself to you by mimicking a simple toy…”

“What—I’m childish?” Kojiro snaps, affronted, still slowly backing away from Carla. “You’re the one experimenting on our childhood!”

“Don’t be ridiculous, we never played with Furbies.”

“IT’S THE PRINCIPLE OF IT, KAORU.”

“Well… principally, you’re an idio—“ Kaoru breaks off with a sharp gasp, scandalized as he’s ever been. “DID YOU JUST KICK CARLA? OH, DON’T YOU SHAKE YOUR HEAD—YOU DID! I SAW YOU!”

“SHE WAS TRYING TO BITE ME.”

“SHE DOESN’T HAVE TEETH.”

Kaoru rushes around the end of the bed to where Kojiro is backed against a wall. There, at his feet, Carla is lying on her back, her big pink eyes staring dully at the ceiling as she mutters, “Whoa, whoa.”

“Carla!” Kaoru cries, dropping onto his knees and cupping her in both hands. “Carla, if you can hear me, say something, please…”

The Furby whirrs and stutters gibberish, blinking out of sync.

“You killed her,” says Kaoru, lifting his head to glare up at Kojiro, who’s been not-so-subtly trying to inch away. “You killed Carla.”

Kojiro stops where he is, half-formed guilt on his face. He shakes his head a second later as if to clear the expression, then lets out a scoff. “She can’t die in a way that matters.” He crosses his arms, resolute.

“You can,” Kaoru threatens, standing with Carla in his arms.

Kojiro rolls his eyes, then lifts an eyebrow. “If you kill me, you’re stuck cooking for yourself…” He leans in and jabs a finger into Kaoru’s chest as he utters gravely, “For the rest of your life.”

Now, it’s Kaoru who scoffs, stepping back and turning away. “You know, I could afford delivery,” he says over his shoulder, walking out of the bedroom with Kojiro on his heels, sputtering protests.

∙

The dark and quiet apartment that Kojiro walked into has filled with light and life as the morning continues. It’s still raining outside, but the clouds are thinning. Warm yellow light indoors proves as good as sunshine for both their moods now that their plates lay empty.

They sit together on the couch with their shoulders almost touching, nursing bellinis as they soak in old music. Something Kaoru liked in high school, but won’t admit to now—even when they’re alone. He won’t actually say it. He’ll just take the old CD out, throw a look at Kojiro like he’s daring him to comment, then hit play on nostalgia.

That’s what it is for Kojiro, who always thinks of these songs like the soundtrack to Kaoru—well, teenage Kaoru. The boy he grew out of, so Kaoru likes to believe. He’s still in there, thinks Kojiro, though he keeps that to himself.

Oh, but he must be smiling since Kaoru looks at him sidelong.

“Care to share with the class?”

“Not today, sensei,” says Kojiro with a wink.

“Hmph.” Kaoru elbows him, subtly leaning into the contact. He tips his head to the side, letting his long pink hair spill down on Kojiro’s shoulder; and just when Kojiro thinks that his head might follow—

“Huh, where? Doo? Me no see you, Master!” comes a grating voice.

Kojiro groans and downs the rest of his bellini in a single gulp. “You said you took out her batteries,” he mutters accusingly, empty glass in hand. He sets it down on the coffee table, then turns to pout at Kaoru, who tries and fails to ignore it—

He just looks too pathetic. Kojiro knows.

Rolling his eyes, Kaoru takes a slow sip from his own glass before he replies, “I did.” He pauses. “And then I may have put in new ones.”

Kojiro’s pout fades with a groan. “I thought she was dead…”

That earns him a scowl.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Jealous ape.”

Carla laughs, a rocky, gurgling sound like a mountain stream if the water were static. “Party!” she giggles. “Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!”

Raising an eyebrow, Kojiro glances over his shoulder at the kitchen counter, where the Furby—or Carla—or “Furba,” as he’s decided to call her—it—whatever—lays abandoned next to Kaoru’s tools, half her wiring exposed like a corpse picked by vultures. Appropriately horrific.

“I’m not jealous,” he says flatly, offering a hand to take Kaoru’s now empty glass. “Your robot girlfriend on the other hand…” He smirks at Kaoru as he stands, gathering up the rest of the dishes to wash.

“If you’re implying that I would program such a base emotion—”

“I’m implying that you did.”

Kaoru twists around on the couch, frowning after Kojiro as he heads into the kitchen and sets the dishes in the sink. “Then you’re not implying anything, you’re stating it, you beefed up chimp.”

“That’s a new one,” Kojiro snorts.

“Whoa!” Carla loudly exclaims, startling them both. “Big light!” She starts to convulse—as much as a Furby can manage—causing Kaoru to leap up and rush to the counter, tools in hand before he’s even sat.

He has the air of a surgeon, or more, the latest Dr. Frankenstein.

Kojiro chokes down a laugh as he soaps up the dishes, but he still smiles into the sink, with his back turned to Kaoru, just listening to him tinker. It’s times like these he forgets he has a home to return to.

It just feels like he’s there, like home’s a synonym for “Kaoru.”

He might tell him one day—when he’s drunk or something.

Thank you for reading! Reblogs are always appreciated. If you’d like to leave a kudos or comment on AO3, I’d really love that, as well! ♥

#matchablossom #sk8 the infinity #SK8 fanfiction #kaoru sakurayashiki #kojiro nanjo #SK8 #furby!Carla #furbies (derogatory)#my fanfiction #my writing #I hate furbies fr but this was so much fun to write jkdajgkdsjgk

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themisthemenace · 10 months

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HEY YOU! READ ME

Yo, what's up. I'm your local thermostat, Themis. I go by any pronouns and I'm a minor (14-16)

DNI IF YOU'RE

Over 25

Homophobic

Ableist

Racist

A Terf

A genuine fucking bully

Weird in a derogatory manner

I post about

My art

Falling in Reverse

Mcr

Fob

Demon slayer

Genshin impact

BLUE EYE SAMURAI (hyper fixation atm)

Ships I like

Scaramouche/Wanderer (I main him)

Things I find funny

Furbies

Hot men and women and people

Random shit. Idk my brain is weird.

Music I enjoy in general

Vents unfortunately (I have ADHD, GAD, a developing case of BPD, and might be autistic and have experienced SA and CoC SA)

Me suffering through random shit that I put myself through. (i.e. those shitty MHA audios from 2020 or traumatizing media like killing stalking.)

Hit me up if you wanna be mutuals. Just don't trauma dump on me without a warning and tell me your boundaries. I can be an asshole but trust me I'm joking most of the time. Talk to me at your own risk I'm a freak (affectionately)

#if my braincell says it i post it under #Themis' propaganda #and my art tag is #Themis' Sillay little drawings #or #Themis' sillay little drawings #slay a gay day

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threefurbiesinatrenchcoat · 3 years

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#jeopardy #Matt amodio #(derogatory)#furby speaks

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taisush-i · 2 years

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y'all what in the actual hell are furbies doing on my explore fyp and in staff picks

#this timeline isnt real #hellsite #derogatory and affectionate #those furbies are smth straight outta eeby deeby #is that tag dead #did i use it right 💀

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sodacanwritings · 3 years

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random jjk hcs ☁︎

characters; yuji, megumi, nobara, yuta, inumaki, junpei, maki, panda, satoru, suguru, mahito (derogatory)

content; headcanons

warnings; none

word count; 1.2k

Yuta loves tea and drinks a lot of green tea because it helps him stay awake. He has very precise recipes with carefully measured amounts of milk, lemon, honey, or sugar, and loves making them for his friends whenever they feel bad. He started and sort of picked it up as a side hobby, and now it's sort of his passion. He has a tea for everything and is in his element whenever his friends have a scratchy throat. Loves sharing his knowledge with friends and always brings tea

Junpei has decently popular Tumblr blog

Yuji is the 'im not cold tho?' kid who walks around in shorts and t-shirt in January

Megumi feels comforted by the smell of clean clothes and books

Junpei's favorite food is tacos and pizza, and he eats latter with pineapple.

Yuji is extremely good at just dance, mainly bc he knows a lot of cheating tricks

Maki does kickboxing

Megumi has an obsession with lemon bonbons and they are the only sweets he eats, but if he always eats them, he eats like three packages in two days.

Yuji can skate, he actually learned to skate a bit in middle school, so he knows like a few tricks

Megumi finds intelligence attractive

Junpei picked up magic as a side hobby which is why he knows a few card tricks

Yuji always cries at the sad part in movies, they don't even have to be that sad, but the music does it for him most of the time anyway

junpei draws and is pretty good at it

Nobara is deep into astrology and says stuff like, "ofc you wouldn't know. You're a pisces" to Yuji and he really doesn't understand what that means. She's also obsessed with mbtis and types everyone

megumi is into poetry and philosophy and has a few books on philosophical theories and history

Yuji really likes banana bread

Junpei has a coffee addiction, and often buys iced coffee before and after school, even though it actually started with pure black Coffee, and he can somehow drink it without sugar

Yuji has a passion for shit conspiracy theories and knows concerningly much on the topic, he started watching YouTube videos about it bc he was bored and became addicted, and now is really invested. He can talk about them for hours, and honestly, regardless if it's just dumb shit, the amount of knowledge he holds on it is impressive.

Maki is good at chess and won a tournament in her middle school

Yuji had a Furby which he ended up forgetting about and negletting, leading to it becoming literally demonic, he ended up breaking it to the point it was half dead and the creature in that half-passed away state was the most horrifying thing he had ever seen - even though it was years ago, he still has nightmares about it

You wouldn't expect him to but Toge actually secretly gets everyone christmas presents and they're very personal most of the time too. It's really important for him to look out what would be a good present for someone he knows and find something that suits them - it might be an expression of his affection towards his friends since he can't talk to them as much. The presents are actually really important to him. To him they have deep meaning.

Panda plays GTA and Fortnite and is a really good but aggressive and loud player, spend some money on expensive skins

Megumis favourite season is winter because he likes staying in to read, drinking hot chocolate and the peacefulness in the mornings

Toge listens to gangster-rap and hip-hop

Yuji's passwords are always either anime related or something random he can think of like waffleWarrior300 which is why he always forgets them

Toge lives off iced tea, mainly lemon and peach, and never drinks water which his friends scold him for

Maki enjoys going to the gym a lot and lifts

Megumi enjoys calligraphy, not doing it himself, but he follows a few artists on Instagram and enjoys the calming effect it has on him. He just likes when everything's clean and finds that art form to be calming. Yuji calls it "that fancy writing stuff you always watch on your phone"

Panda and Yuji eat everything with 3× cheese and always get weird stares whenever they order something together

Yuji tried out a dancing class once which, wasn't for him, but bc of that he has a few basic skills and had also always been kinda good at hiphop/breakdance

Inumakis Phone is full of horrendous and, (some really old) memes, his gallery is Literally a treasure of memes and vines and he's always annoying someone with it. He's deep in the meme culture and always is up-to-date with even the newest ones

Inumakis humor is actually elite but a lot of people don't get it - but he's famous on Twitter and has a fair amount of social media following in general

Junpei likes asmr videos and sometimes saves them on his phone so he can watch them offline

Yuji doesn't know what lip balm is and thought Megumi was using chapstick the first time he saw him use it

Megumi actually does make jokes, and is really sarcastic, they're even really good ones because he has good humor, sometimes murdered under his breath and most of the time people just don't notice, so it's really lucky if you catch it once

Yuji eats a lot of fast food and instant Ramen, even though he can cook, which might became a habit but somehow his health doesn't seem affected by it, which might be because he burns abnormally many calories with how fast he can run or maybe because of the curse living inside his body

Maki did ice skating and gymnastics when she was younger and was really good at it, she didn't pursue in it when she started at Jujutsu High, but she could've worked her way up to the Olympics and still has some medals in her dorm.

Gojo wears a sleeping mask which, you could say doesn't make much of a difference to his everyday outfit, but it actually looked hilarious and everyone who saw him with it made fun of him for it

Yuji wears the same pajamas with a dog on it he's had since he was 12, and they're obviously child ones and too small but he still likes them, and he doesn't really see the use of changing clothes when you still 'fit' in them

Junpei is an animal lover and volunteers at an animal shelter

Megumi always wears gloves in winter bc his hands get really cold

They're also sensitive to soaps or the weather which is why he uses lotion on them a lot

Junpei always wanted to try eyeliner but was too scared to do so, once he actually did though he really liked it

Wether you're into astrology or not, Mahito has the worst placements everywhere and the most horrifying combination you can imagine.

Yuji has absolutely no clue about any make-up product and continuously is amazed at the many different things and products Nobara buys, and he's actually really fascinated with 'how complicated make up is'

Megumi likes spicy food but it's nothing in comparison to Yuji. He once ate what was called to be "the spiciest ramen in Japan" and puts hot sauce on literally anything he eats.

Megumi heavily dislikes too oily food and generally prefers healthy food over fast food, he gives Yuji disgusted glares when he's at his weird food combinations again that probably hold the calories for three whole days.

Yuji drinks soy sauce.

Suguru has a manga collection and even a romance section

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plathski · 3 years

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I assign genders to characters from demons

Nikolai - cis (derogatory)

Pyotr - weird girl

Ivan - poor little meow meow

Alexei - kate bush’s hit 1985 song running up that hill

Liza - mitski enjoyer

Dasha - gifted kid

Marya - pink cat ear headphones

Stepan - bastard

Varavara - mothers who give their children all their trauma

Mavriky - long furbies

Erkel - little bitch

#dostoevksy #dostoevsky demons #nikolai stavrogin #pyotr verkhovensky #ivan shatov #alexei kirillov #lizaveta nikolaevna tushina #marya lebyadkina #dasha shatova #stepan verkhovensky #mavriky nikolaevitch #demons erkel #бесы

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ecccentrick · 2 years

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fanfic writer ask game

Ahh thank you @moonwaif 💕💕💕💕💕 glad you're proud of your furby fic because it's very good!!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Probably Hualian followed closely by Wangxian. It just depends on the mood, I guess.

How many works do you have on AO3?

39!

What's your total AO3 word count?

Only 181,068 as of right now.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. who wants to be right as rain? (Haikyuu!!!)

2. Lance's Week of Wonders (Voltron (derogatory))

3. Lance's Mission Impossible

4. That One Time Tsushima Had Feelings Or Something (Haikyuu!!)

5. ....I won't speak of this one.

Do you reply to comments, why or why not?

I always want to but I get nervous about how to reply, because I always sound the same in them, and then dally too long and suddenly it'd be weird to reply to them.

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Probably my one and only mdzs fic at the moment (since I'm not going to speak of my fics from a certain fandom ahaha). I used to be drawn towards angsty endings but now I just want to write happy ones.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

The fic I'm writing right now, I think!

Do you write crossovers?

Also the one I'm writing right now! It's a tgcf/mdzs crossover and I'm very excited about it!

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not yet, the closest thing I've gotten is some unsolicited corrections. I don't think my fics are popular enough to really get hate, but I could be wrong and have just gotten lucky that I haven't encountered a nasty reader as of now.

But, once, when I was but a wee child that didn't even know what fanfic was, I wrote awful original fiction on wattpad and I still remember someone who commented that autumn leaves smell gross so what I was describing was dumb.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Not really. I think there's a chance I might write suggestive things in the future but nothing super explicit.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, but someone once put one fic on goodreads to rate it, so that might count? Though I wouldn't go that far. I get some people use it to keep track of fics (which is what ao3 bookmarks are for but whatever) but I don't like them treating it like it's a real, professionally published work that they can review accordingly because I do this for free, you know?

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but it's a dream aha.

Have you ever co-written a fic with anyone?

Yup, with my best friend! We used to write a lot together before her life got really busy. She still helps me with my fics, editing and bouncing ideas back and forth, so we still have a creative process together. Which is also kinda what I'm doing with @ moonwaif rn!!

What's a WIP you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

.....lance'smissionimpossible....

What are your writing strengths?

Emotions!!! I love writing about them. Sometimes too much.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot! And dialogue's my frenemy.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Uh, probably not much more than honorific s if those count. Or if it's an important thing from canon that's already in a different language. And, maybe if I had a person who speaks that language help me with it. I was in the Voltron fandom so I...really know how bad it can look.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

........snk.........

What's your favorite fic you've written?

The one I'm writing right now! Though that can change with any gentle breeze, especially when I'm feeling hypercritical of my writing lol.

I'm still relatively new to the mxtx fandom writer wise so I don't know who to tag, so anyone who follows me and wants to do it go ahead and act like I tagged you!

#writer ask game #fandom #my writing #since i didnt use this tag *once* and my wangxian fic got lost in tumblr's abyss

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