Historias de Kimxnoi

Headcanons: Ein and Noi are bisexual, Pierce, Mac and KC are pan, Aph and Aaron are straight but the biggest allies on the face of the Earth. Zane's some version of queer since KC's genderfluid, ace and is cool with anything an anyone as long as you don't bother him. KC's also genderfluid and Noi is a transman. Ships: Pierce x Ein Kim x Noi Aarmau Zanechan You don't like the ships? The story? My headcanons?Why you here then? No one's forcing you to read this. Also, I felt I needed to make this to quench my need for Pierce x Ein content. I know they're a rare pair but I love my blue boys! I'm starved of cute content with them bonding as I write my main Aphmau fic. (Btw, they're in the same universe. Just more episodic moments in various points in the story that won't be covered in the main fic.) Idk how often I'll post chapters, my schedule's kinda full at the moment

Warning: -Swearing -Blood -Slight canon divergence -Possession/Mind Control -Near character death/Serious injury -Ein will be similar to how he is in the SMP at the start so if you don't like that, you don't have to read -I do NOT own these characters. The character designs/the cover were made in gacha life 2 by me, but the original characters are NOT mine -This is a fanfiction based off multiple series including MID, Mystreet and some of the more episodic videos from a YouTube Channel Aphmau The Server: a place where there are very little consequences to your actions, a place where you can make your wildest dreams come true, a place where you never have to grow old, a rift in time and space. No one knows where it came from or how it works exactly but the inhabitants who live there sure seem to enjoy the area and all it has to offer. There was nothing unusual about Ein's life. Wake up, get breakfast, polish his gold, prank and play games with his friends, go to bed, repeat. However, things start to shift as these weird dreams start to surface in his head: pure white snow cascading down to the ground as if Irene herself was intent on making the world a winter wonderland with a with a subtle air of sinister, tall pine trees as far as the eye could see that reach to the sky pleading to escape whatever was happening on the ground below, a wooden house that was rather big and much larger and grander than anything he's ever built. Then he began to see people. People he'd known. The friends he loved. Always so close but so far out of reach. Repeating phrases he'd never heard them say and looking almost unfamiliar so why did it feel so wrong when in one of the dreams, he heard a scream. A horrid wail. He had a hunch of whose voice it belonged to, but had woken up before he could ponder why she was standing on the edge of a cliff, facing the clouded sky. In the outfit that she had used while playing a certain game together that felt like an eternity ago...