8 Works by PittedPeaches
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Listen, Porty had slept on some decent motel beds and leather couches and particularly cushy alley ways. But they didn't hold a candle to this couch. No, Porty loved this couch. He'd marry this couch. He'd spend forever with this couch.
It was his couch now.
Red Son was just gonna have to deal with that.
(Mixtape fanfic. Canon compliant up to Season 4.)
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Livestreaming, as far as Red Son was concerned, was a mindless entertainment medium, and every livestreamer was just talentless garbage. There was one exception though.
It was a shame his favorite streamer also turned out to be his enemy.
(Or, everything is the same except Red Son's a fan of Mei's streams. Dragonfruit fic. Canon compliant up to season 5)
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MK was still grappling with the fact that he wasn’t human. The pit in his stomach still lurched at the idea that he wasn’t just some ordinary delivery boy. He was still trying to find himself in the inky black fog. But at the very least, there was Red Son. The simple, silly little crush MK had on him was a respite from all his problems.
Off topic, it was really weird to fantasize about kidnapping your crush, right?
(Courtnapping fanfic. Canon compliant up to Season Four)
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Red Son desperately wanted to ignore it. He wanted to hike up his sleeves and tug on his collar and wait the sixty to eighty years it would take to get such humiliation off his skin. There was, however, a problem.
His soulmate was an artist.
(Soulmate au where what you draw on your body will appear on your partner. Canon compliant up to Season 3.)
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Red Son had always been terrible at keeping secrets. Still though, it was a shock to learn he was courting someone.
Even more shocking was that apparently, Princess Iron Fan wouldn't approve.
(Or, Princess Iron Fan discovers her son is courting someone and tries to figure out who. Takes place between Season 3 and Season 4.)
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Okay, sure, MK was a bit of a slob when he ate, and he spoke a little too loudly, and he didn't know how to dance beyond the head-bobbing shimmy he did during deliveries, but he'd be fine. He wasn't going to completely humiliate himself as the guest of honor in the city's gala.
And he definitely didn't need Red Son to teach him.
(Red Son teaches MK how to be a respectable guest at a gala. For the @clownboo_Art 11k dtiys on twitter)
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MK began to wash the shampoo out of Red Son’s hair, using one hand to pour water out of the basin and the other to block the soap from slipping down into his eyes. It was a small act, but one that showed a careful attention to detail that MK rarely showed to anything at all. It was the sort of sweet gesture that told Red Son he was cared for by MK, that he was loved.
“Oh.” He whispered. “I’m hallucinating you.”
(Or, MK takes care of a very sick Red Son and tries to convince him that he’s not a hallucination. Canon compliant up to Season 3)
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Red Son wasn't exactly hiding the whole "Demon Bull King restaurant" thing, so why MK couldn't recognize he was the one manning the cash register, he had no idea.
Don't get him stared on the flirting.
(In which Red Son continues his culinary ventures with his father, and MK has a shockingly high spice tolerance. Canon compliant up to the Invasion of the Spider Queen.)