Sometimes after a few chapters, X readers end up diverging from what it is to follow some epic adventure. Like, (Y/N) ends up going on some mission or quest and spends the next few chapters on it or even until the last chapter where the author ultimately drops the *discontinued* hammer on it.

     Giving him a goal is fine but sometimes it doesn't connect the heroine/s at all and it ends up with them either being sidelined or become non-existent. Or become out of character as an excuse to join them. The romance is just thrown off the window.

     Like why write an X reader in the first place? Make it a reader insert maybe. It's totally fine if you want to write action more than romance. Don't force yourself on that guise just because everyone is prone to click on the sexy x reader tag.

    Like imagine going to watch a cool new action packed superhero movie and it ends up being a bad comedy movie... Oh wait.

     Well shade aside. I realized I had almost fallen to the same trap with this story as well. But then again, as part of the joke I wasn't going to update this book anymore. And that WAS the plan for awhile until...

     After spending a few months around Japan. I realized one thing—Well 'realize' would be the wrong word here as I definitely was aware of this. I think affirm would be good—Anyway, what I affirmed was:

     I really want a cute girlfriend.

     And honestly instead of actually going around and talking to girls. I'm just going to fantasize and use the excuse of writing fanfiction for it. And yeah, I'm writing X readers again.

      Now, you probably think. "Oi oi Author, are you just going around Japan looking at couples or something?"

    And I will stop speaking or else I might incriminate myself even further after this.

     I'll just get this chapter started and jump into—

    Nite's PoV

    —the story...

     Ah, it's convenient to just force a self insert into it, why don't I do this more oft—

Yellow:  Nite, Wake Up!

      The blonde's shout blast directly to my ear making me jump out of the bed. Instinctively throwing a punch square on the guy's jaw.

Yellow: Ow! What was that for?

Nite: What the fuck is wrong with you?! Don' suddenly scream at people!

Yellow: W-we were calling you for half an hour now! You weren't responding I straight up thought you were dead!

Nite: If this is how reality is, I wish I was.

Yellow: Come on, (Y/N) has already supplied us with our morning edge intake. I'll be the only comic relief left!

(Y/N) : Oi dumbass! If you he's going to sleep in there won't be anyone convincing me to actually go to class. So let him stay there.

     Panicked. /van walked over to me and whispered

/van: Nite, come on. We're almost late for class. Porter grades team attendance. And we can barely convince (Y/N) to go to most of them!

      I sighed. Throwing my blanket off to the side and got up from my bed.

Nite: Okay, okay. Let's get going.

/van: Are you not going to cha—

     I was brushing my hair down with my fingers as I looked at them. I was already in my uniform all prim and power. If it wasn't for the bed head I was trying to fix you'd think I was straight out the shower.

/van: Did ... Did you go to sleep in your uniform?

Yellow: Huh, Wasn't he wearing normal clothed last night?

(Y/N): It's better if you don't question him. Even I can't figure him out sometimes. And I've met all kind of people...

      I grabbed my blue hoodie from a clothing hanger and put it on. As I went for my bag that was resting on one of the tables. I went to the fridge and grabbed a few packs of cookies. Shoving one inside my bag and then placing two on (Y/N)'s.

   He didn't question what I did. Though he definitely looked like he wanted to. Before I finally stepped outside the team dormroom. I looked back at my teammates who seemed to have halted and just observed the things I did like some sort of wildlife researcher.

Nite: Hey, I thought we were in a hurry?

     With that my two teammates had no other choice but to set aside the curiosity of the enigma that was myself in favor of academic performance. We walked out the dorms and brisked walk towards the school.

     Let's get something out of the way. I am a self insert. But I am neither Omnipresent, Omnipotent nor Omniscient. I'm not the author, I'm a character. I'm not the master, I'm a puppet. I'm not God, I'm Jesus.

   Though it would be convenient if I was. I am whatever the actual big man decides to write me as. I am power scaled for balance, (Y/N) is the better and stronger man here. I don't actually know what's going to happen in this chapter, I just know it is one. I'm here to help create situations and be funny sometimes. But I can't be a Deus Ex Machina.

      And right now, my main purpose is to somehow figure out how I'm supposed to get things developing before any major plot conflicts happen.  matter if it's forced.

     Well let's get to it then... You're here to fill the empty gap that is your love life. So let me inflate your non existent ego and create a safe space for fantasy. Relish in the fanfare of having women be nonrepulsed by your existence.

    
       •••••

       We arrived at the lecture hall. Professor Port hadn't arrived yet,followed with an announcement that the faculty had an improptu meeting.  It seemed like we would have a few more minutes before classes start.

       The room was filled with light chatter but the thing that caught our attention was the grumbling complaint from Yellow's stomach.

/van: I guess we did skip breakfast...

(Y/N) rummaged around his back and noticed the cookies I had packed him. He  looked at me, again, confused that I had packed it on his bag. I shrugged.

Nite: Well mom woke up late and couldn't make breakfast. So you'll have to deal with those for now, sweetie.

(Y/N): It's not like I need breakfast. I'm not really a big fan of cookies.

Ruby:Cookies?!

     The red riding hood stands up from her chair. Her head peeking out from our desk as her eyes gleamed. Glitters dance around her silver irises as they lock on to the sweet pastry on the edgelord's grasp.

     Hook. Line. And Sinker.

Ruby: Heyyy, Team (Y/N)... You know team RWBY hasn't had breakfast either.... Coukd you spareeee perhapss... A cookie or four?

     Though before I could ever earn the right to say Keikaku Doori. A very audible sigh comes from the seat next to her.

Weiss: Ruby, food is not allowed in the lecture hall.

Blake: Also you shouldn't take another team's food.

     The girl frowns at her teammates as she lowers her head.

Ruby: Oh, I guess you're right... Sorry guys. Carry on.

    My eyes widened as I try to bring her back.

Nite: Oh its fine! We have more than enough. I feel bad if you turned away like this! Besides the teams not that into cookies anyway!

Yellow: I like cookies. I'll take th—

       I grabbed the ones that I packed in my bags and shoved it into Yellow's mouth to shut him up.

Weiss: We're going to get in trouble for eating in class!

Nite: I'll take responsibility. Just take your nutrients! It's important to have an active mind!

Blake: It's not like cookie have that much nutritional value...

Nite:It's sugar and it helps your mind!

Yang: Ruby has enough cavities!

Nite:Then let her—brush her teeth....

    I was getting desperate in my attempts. So much that I didn't think of what I'd say before speaking. It took a fraction of a second to realize and regret. Instantly, Ruby's face flushed her namesake. Even (Y/N) found himself a bit flustered though he hid it better than her. Now with an awkward smile and eyes trying to avoid us, Ruby nods.

Ruby: Yeah... Yang has a point sorry. Bye...

      She sinks down into her seat. Hiding her face in embarrassment. I'm starting to regret writing that toothbrush chapter now....

    This.

     Is going to be harder than I thought...