"Mx. Delinquent" | Various!Tbhk x reader - DISCONTINUED

Update + After School with Y/n

Uhh... *gulps* Hi? So it's been a while!
(WHY ARE Y'ALL STILL READING THIS???)

I published this book when I was fifteen, and I'm turning nineteen this year, so it's safe to say that I'm a little embarrassed about this fanfic.

But I won't delete it, because I know there are some people who enjoy my horribly written slop.

As to why I chose to discontinue it for good...

There's A LOT that happened in my personal life that influenced my final decision: I graduated compulsory school, got into my desired Gymnasium, ended up getting diagnosed with ADHD and Autism, started taking medication for said diagnosis—not to mention that I no longer have a special interest in TBHK or writing fanfiction in general (even if I do enjoy developing/analyzing characters and storylines).

Anyway... The only reason I'm writing this update is because I have a short After School with Y/n that has been collecting dust in my drafts since 2023.

Enjoy!

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WHAT IS Y/N DOING WHILE THEIR FRIENDS ARE DESPERATELY TRYING TO FIND THEM ⁉️

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"N/n! N/n!"

Being shook awake by a mini version of yourself was not what you expected. You almost slapped the poor child.

Then you realized:

'Right, I'm still in this god awful place. I was hoping it would be one of those weird fever dreams. God, I miss being sick just so I could be fed... Kou's chicken soup's delicious,' you thought, groggily rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand, while the kid excitedly pulled you out of the bed you were sleeping on.

"Where are we going, kid?" You asked the small child, letting them drag you down the long corridors. Your eyes wandered from wall to wall, examining the peculiar structure of the building. Everything seemed to look so surrealistic within this house.

"Shhh!" They sushed, putting a finger to their lips, clearly signaling you to be quiet.

You only raised an eyebrow at the kid, unamused. Deciding to be a complete menace today, you opened your mouth and– "AHHHHHH—!"

Gasping at the sheer audacity, the kid kicked you in the shin, successfully shutting you up. "Be quiet! Mister Aku is asleep!"

Scoffing, you shot them a glare, rubbing your sore shin.

"And? That bitc–" you coughed, remembering that you were talking to a child– "Ahem. Why should I care about his beauty sleep?"

"Because! We're gonna prank him!" They said with a mischievous grin, hugging the teddy bear to their chest.

"Prank, huh?" Now this sounds interesting. "And why would a good kid like you decide to pull a prank on doll-face?"

"Because-"

"Oh, right. I don't care," you snarked and bent down to their height. "You may be cute and all, but I'm not in the mood to play along with your shenanigans, kid. How about you show me the way outta here instead?"

They gave you a glare, already pouting. "But Hoshi doesn't want N/n to leave! I like having you here!"

Your brows knitted together. '...Hoshi? Where have I heard that name before...'

Spacing out for a second, you snapped out of it just as quickly and straightened your back. "Well, guess I'll just have to find a way out myself."

"I won't let you do that."

Turning around, you came face-to-chest with someone. Your eyes slowly wandered up to their face, only to be met with an annoyed Aku. His hair was messy and he seemed to have just woken up, wearing a Hello Kitty themed pajamas—not exactly the attire you would have expected him to sleep in, but oh well—

"Hehe... Hello there, doll-face! Nice to see you're still alive!" You nervously chuckled, taking a step back from his hulking form.

"I was just about to go actually–" your gaze dropped to his chest– 'Damn, he's got some nice tits– FOCUS!'

"N/n said that they wanna leave us, Mr. Aku!" The kid sniffled from behind you, eyes welling up with tears. Receiving a menacing stare from the supernatural, you began sweating bullets.

Taking a quick glance over your shoulder, you saw the malicious smirk on the kids face, before they quickly wiped it off and continued to (fake) sob into their plushie.

'Fucking snitch,' you thought, jaw clenching. 'That kid's gonna feel my wrath. I swear, I'll steal that ugly-ass teddy bear and rip it to shreds–'

"Go to bed."

"I ain't listening to you, doll-face."

"Y/n's being a big meanie, Mister Aku! You should put them in time out!"

"...I'm counting to three."

"HEY! DON'T PULL THAT CRAP ON ME! WHAT ARE YOU, MY MOM?!"

"One."

"LalalalaLALALALALA! I'm not listening!"

"Two."

"I AIN'T LISTENING!"

"Three."

Sensing a chilling aura from the man in front of you, you broke out in another cold sweat.

"On second thought, I think I'm gonna head to bed!" You laughed, suddenly feeling uneasy by the piercing glare eyeing you from behind the porcelain mask.

Side stepping him, you quickly slipped behind the kid—who's name you now assumed to be Hoshi—and sprinted down the hallway.

"I AM SUDDENLY FEELING VERY TIRED!"

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I would love to continue writing this fanfiction, as it was a big part of my life back then, but I truly do not have the time nor patience to revamp the whole book.

There are so many plot holes, not to mention that I didn't have a clear picture of the MC (their goals, aspirations, likes, dislikes, etcetera), and I honestly have no idea where the story was heading.

But, if I were to rewrite everything, I would probably focus on building more deep and meaningful relationships between the characters and the MC. I feel like many (if not all) of them were pretty shallow. But I blame it on my underdeveloped teenage brain.

I hope all of you who took your time to read this have a wonderful day.

Bye, my lovelies !