#Magi fics

[magioftheseas]

For @luckiestmushroom

Summary: In which Kafka and Sunday investigate an abandoned mansion in order to see what secrets it held. Aside from the pervasive sense of dread and misery that would drive away any other explorer or traveler, it seemed like any other abandoned mansion. That is until they found someone imprisoned in its hidden dungeon. Sunday, of course, wants to save them immediately.

Rating: M

Warnings: Graphic violence and temporary death (it has Bladie in it after all), captivity/captive relationship in the past, some suggestive themes.

Notes: This was supposed to be a straight-forward vampire hunters AU (yes, Sunday is SH) but then it wasn't. For sunblade/sunren/bladeday, it's pretty fluffy. For xingyue, it's not lol. Please mind those warnings and tags.

[abyranss]

More fan art for the fic, But I don't want to be a chuunibyou!! by my friend, @meditatemoremedicateless. It's the titular scene of chapter 1!

I Tried to Summon a Demon but my Classmate is the Devil??!

In which post-Rebellion Madoka is trying to have a normal high school life but all these cute cosplaying chuunibyou girls keep calling her God and dragging her into their delusions!

Chuunibyou just recently got a second chapter and that's so exciting. I love this fic. It's so funny.

[womanfano-03-89-a]

I would like to highly recommend this madoka magica fic by @eternalfarnham to any madoka fans who see this post

It’s honest to god one of the best pieces of fiction I’ve ever read 👍

[incorrectpmmmquotes]

Kyoko: I would kill for you

Sayaka: Thank you

Kyoko: Please ask me to kill for you

Sayaka: No

Kyoko: Damn

[ravenclod]

YURII AAAHAJHSSHSJS

you know its bad when you do oneshot fanart 🙏

fic by @koka-mi​ <3

[eternalfarnham]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magika | Puella Magi Madoka Magica Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death Relationships: Akemi Homura & Kyubey, Akemi Homura/Kaname Madoka, Akemi Homura/Kyubey, wait no come back - Relationship Characters: Kyubey (PMMM), Akemi Homura, Sakura Kyouko, Tomoe Mami, Miki Sayaka Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary:

For the Incubators, a diagnosis of "mental illness" is as simple as having a personal interest outside producing negentropy – for example, in wordplay. Kyubey, the assigned Incubator for Mitakihara City's magical girls in their fight against wraiths, is diagnosed with an unnecessary emotion after making an unprompted joke, and scheduled for execution and replacement. It accepts gracefully, knowing its death serves the purpose of fighting entropy... right up until it can't.

In for a penny, in for breaking and rewriting your identity, as they say.

[vivicas-dollhouse]

Watching her drift away: a madoka magica angst thingy

*Its really short, and i havent seen rebellion yet so this is just relevant to what ive seen.

Homura x Madoka, sfw obviously

Desc: dreams can be so cruel, cant they? All homura wants is to see madoka again..

596 words, god it hurts, enjoy~

Since she left, all homura could think of was her.

How no matter how many times she rewinded, she would never get to see madokas face again. The girl she had devoted her life to saving was gone. There was no getting her back.

Homura laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling. The early morning hum of the city dronned on outside, but outside wasnt a world she belonged to. It had been, what, weeks? It had been a long time since she left this apartment. She spent most days wasting away in bed, having mami bring her groceries once in a while.

She let a tear roll down her cheek, silently crying as she usually did so she wouldn't bother anyone. Last time she had let her emotions out her mouth she got a noise complaint. So she laid there, moonlight filtering through the blinds. She looked over at the clock next to her bed, noting that the time was almost 4am.

I should get some sleep..

She rolled on her side, sighing and hugging a teddy bear she tied madokas ribbon on while she wasnt wearing it. She let her eyes flutter shut, realizing how tired she had actually been. She didnt do anything but lay here, but that was oddly tiring.

“Homura…”

Homuras eyes snapped open. She wasnt in her room anymore. She looked around, panicking. She was on the roof of the school again, with the blue sky and fluffy clouds above. She was dressed in a black flowing dress, and the wind blew in her hair, some of it catching in her mouth. She recognized that voice, but surely it wasnt…

“Madoka??” She shouted, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Homura!” Madokas voice rang through the oddly quiet rooftop. Homuras head snapped around, finally catching Madoka sitting on the bench. She was dressed in a white dress, barefoot. “Come sit with me,”

“Madoka….” Homura whispered, shakily walking forward. Her knees buckled under her, causing her to collapse to the ground wracked with grief.

“Darling, its ok, its gonna be ok,” Madoka said, walking to where homura was sat.

“Your not here madoka, your gone,” Homura shook, feeling Madoka crouch next to her.

“No, i know. Its cruel how dreams treat us like this, preying on our emotions.” She paused, resting a hand on Homuras shoulder. “Let's pretend this is real, ok?” She met homuras gaze, smiling sadly.

Homura nodded, sniffing and wiping her eyes. “Can i ask you something madoka?”

“Of course dear,”

“Are you happy? Are you genuinely happy?” She murmured, voice breaking.

“I am. Oddly enough, even though i am gone in your world i feel that i have been with you this whole time. And… i miss you. I wish i could come home. I miss you so.. so much.” She said, tears running down her cheeks.

Suddenly Homura embraced her, sobbing into her shoulder. “I miss you too!! I miss you more than anything madoka, why did this have to happen to us??” She cried, feeling madokas tears hit her back.

“I dont know,” madoka whispered, hugging back. “I wish it went differently, but its too late now. Lets just enjoy this dream.. before it…” madokas voice got quiet, and homura let go. She looked at madoka, gasping as she slowly faded away.

“Madoka!! Madoka dont leave me!! I-”

“I love you too homura,”

Homura sat up, gasping. She was back in her room, dressed in her pajamas again. Madoka was gone again. The dream was over. And she knew she would never see that face again.

[kyosaya-enthusiast]

Pls drop your fav kyosaya fics in the comments. I need more kyosaya content

[grilledcheese-savage]

Madoka magica au that I might write a fic of:

It’s basically a “what if” Homura wished to bring madoka back from the dead instead of going back in time to protect her. In this version she is too overwhelmed by madoka, that she doesn’t think to fix the rest of the decimation or protect her instead or anything like that, just “please bring her back”. And kyubey answers. Madoka is brought back from the dead but it’s not really madoka… it’s a more extroverted defender of Homura (if you’ve read some of The summer Hikaru went missing, it’s a similar dynamic) she’s a little more violent and she doesn’t quite remember all the things that happened. She also wears Homura’s soul gem. There’s a reason for that. Their souls have kind of intertwined and if Homura walks to far from her, madoka will die. It’s part of the reason the chain is both gold and silver. But also because she kinda looks reminiscent of kyubey now, with the gold rings and red eyes etc.

I though Homura’s magical girl uniform would be different since the wish was different.

Basically the plot is Homura being happy madoka is back, realizing this is kinda like a ship of Theseus “is this even her?” Situation and they both have to live in the fucked up aftermath of walpurgisnacht fighting weird corrupted souls? Kinda different from witches but similar. It would be a mystery.

[lopsicle]

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Intro Post: https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/737265950613815296/intro-post

Tickle Fics:

Disclaimer: Some of these were written when I was 13/14 so please brace yourself for some shitty writing down below, I promise some of it is alright.

Wednesday:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/764793362465374208/dont-leave)

Lee! Enid with Ler! Wednesday.

Summary: Enid is acting extra clingy to Wednesday after Summer Break. Wednesday gives her the attention she craves.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/770861667102916608/a-summers-worth-of-tickles)

Lee! Enid with Ler! Wednesday.

Summary: Wednesday notices that Enid is acting different to normal and gets to the bottom of her suspicious behaviour, only to use it against her.

•https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/704465805969096704/what-about-enid-with-things-assistance-tickles

Lee! Wednesday, with Ler! Enid and Thing.

Summary: Enid and Thing team up to give Wednesday some much needed tickles.

•https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/705189347592388608/tangled-up)

Lee! Enid, with Ler! Wednesday.

Summary: Enid gets tangled in some Christmas decorations she’s putting up. Wednesday decides to mess with her while she’s bound.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/729929283194208256/sweater-stuck)

Lee! Enid with Ler! Wednesday.

Summary: Enid becomes stuck in her sweater when she tries to take it off, with her arms over her head. Wednesday takes the opportunity to tickle her.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/730833083628208128/thanks-for-the-compliance-not)

Lee! Enid with Ler! Wednesday.

Summary: A little out of character Drabble of Wednesday giving Enid some soft, adoring tickles.

The Amazing Digital Circus:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763405324891881472/caines-extravagant-obscure-and-explore)

Summary: Caine forces the circus go-ers into a game of Hide and Seek Obscure and Explore, though the hiders face ticklish consequences once found out.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/738253045613412352/its-not-like-i-dont-like-it)

Summary: After being forced to be with Ragatha for an adventure, Jax discovers a new way of tormenting her.

Scream:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/737901266924109824/the-best-kind-of-arguments)

Lee! Y/N, Ler! Tara.

Summary: After an argument, Tara uses your favourite method of cheering you up.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/733076009679814656/get-off-the-couch)

Switch! Tara, Switch! Sam.

Summary: In an attempt to get her sister to move, Tara tickles Sam and quickly learns the consequences.

The Owl House:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/713518258949636096/thunderstorms)

Lee! Collector, with Ler! Eda.

Summary: After being spooked by both nightmares and thunder, the Collector runs out to Eda, who gives him a nice distraction.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/730276545212661760/healing-tickles)

Lee! Emira, with Ler! Viney.

Summary: Emira doesn’t listen to Viney about how to safely ride Puddles. When Viney tries to heal her, she leans that her girlfriend is a lot more sensitive than expected.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/730651342056603648/flyer-derby)

Lee! Hunter, with Ler! Emerald Entrails.

Summary: Hunter decides to play against the rest of his team in a game of Flyer Derby, with ticklish consequences if he’s caught.

•https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/772141798453903360/the-only-time-i-ever-see-him

Lee! Hunter, with Ler! Willow.

Summary: Hunter wonders around the Noceda house in the night, plagued by hallucinations. Willow finds him and offers a way to cheer him up.

She-Ra and The Princesses Of Power:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/765756049708941312/everyone-wears-a-costume)

Lee! Double Trouble, Ler! Glimmer

Summary: With all other interrogation methods failing, Glimmer decides to use something different on Double Trouble.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/765678350355333120/fright-zone-log-day-15)

Lee! Catra, Ler! Entrapta.

Summary: Entrapta wishes to run a test on the ticklishness of different species in Etheria. Catra is her first subject.

Little Witch Academia:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763109246954094592/tickle-moods)

Lee! Diana, with Ler! Amanda.

Summary: Diana tries to get Amanda to go to close when she’s in a ler mood. Amanda proceeds to wreck her.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/765899554129330176/tickle-moods-v20)

Lee! Amanda, Ler! Diana.

Summary: Diana hears that Amanda is in one of her moods again and goes to sort her out, only to discover it is a much different mood to the last time.

Hellverse:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763519147211702273/a-jester-and-a-succubus)

Lee! Fizz with Ler! Verosika.

Summary: A prank gone wrong leaves Verosika’s outfit soaked. She takes revenge on the perpetrator.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763868732458172416/well-take-care-of-you)

Lee! Vox with Ler! Val and Ler! Vel.

Summary: After Vox gets injured from fighting with Zestial, Velvette and Valentino take care of him, with some shenanigans.

Spider-Verse:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/764502860899696640/annoying-machines)

Lee! Margo with Ler! Lyla and Ler! Go-Home Machine.

Summary: Lyla employs Margo to deal with an error with the Go-Home-Machine. Margo tests it on herself with expectedly poor results.

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/730549805792755712/british-people-are-liars)

Lee! Hobie with Ler! Gwen.

Summary: Gwen tickles Hobie to get him to admit to lying.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763605362425397248/how-to-make-purple)

Lee! Kyoko and Ler! Sayaka.

Summary: Sayaka is very much ready to go to bed but Kyoko is being stubborn about it. Luckily Sayaka has a way to go about convincing her.

Adventure Time/Fionna & Cake:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/765135868053815296/tickletober-day-12-mischief)

Lee! Simon with Ler! Winter King.

Summary: Simon’s down in the dumps in the Winter Kingdom but his new friend thinks up a way to cheer him up.

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/764262534462242816/my-cool-gay-roommate)

Lee! Wallace with Ler! Scott.

Summary: While Scott attempts to wake up Wallace, he discovers some interesting information about his roommate.

Murder Drones:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763305664827342848/intimate-procedures)

Lee! Lizzy with Ler! Doll.

Summary: Lizzy gets Doll’s help with polishing her body, but she proves to be a little sensitive for it.

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763202322587336704/the-weakness-of-being-known)

Lee! Saiki with Lers! Toristuka, Aiura and Akechi.

Summary: Toristuka tries to uncover the weaknesses of the Psykids. Akechi accidentally lets Saiki’s loose.

Gravity Falls:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/730182338053636096/when-stars-meet-in-the-northwest)

Lee! Pacifica, Ler Mabel!

Summary: Mabel discovers that her girlfriend is ticklish and the rest goes as expected.

Steven Universe:

(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/763709476491689984/new-sensations)

Switch! Perdiot with Switch! Lapis.

Summary: Perdiot and Lapis discover tickling and decide to test out the sensation on each other.

OC Tickles:

•(https://www.tumblr.com/lopsicle/766255424173408256/brothers-am-i-right)

Lee! Osmo, Ler! Cosmo.

Summary: While Osmo looks for her brother, her brother finds her first. Cosmo then proceeds to mess with her.

[tomatosareinmyhead]

I think the plot "cupid who falls in love with a human and leaves his life as cupid" a bit clichéd, I've read a lot of fanfics with this theme and I've never really found anything brilliant. BUT if there was a madohomu like that.....I would read it........

[magioftheseas]

The Concept Of Self

Written for @sayakazine Please check out the fundraiser!!! Summary: Sayaka needs a change in direction when it comes to her image. Who better to ask but the Ultimate Fashionista? It's strange, then, that Enoshima Junko doesn't act like expected at all. Rating: PG Warnings: None really. Notes: This is one of my two fics posted for the Sayaka Zine! It's Ikuzono-focused but you can read it platonically. I've always been super interested in the idea of Sayaka interacting with Mukuro while she's disguised because, uh, Mukuro's not the best at acting and Sayaka would definitely notice. I love writing Sayaka as more shrewd and inquisitive while Mukuro is floundering. I think they're cute. Currently, the Sayaka Zine is running a fundraiser, so please show them support! Special thanks also to @softausterity for the illustrations, which are included in both the zine and the Ao3 version. Go check them out, too! ***Alternative Ao3 Link*** Commission? Donate?

She didn’t look at many fashion magazines growing up, even after she debuted.

She loved fashion and pretty dresses as much as the next person, but it had never been her passion. Just something she appreciated and respected from a distance with little understanding beyond if she thought an outfit was cute.

At the beginning of her career, she was told it was okay to not concern herself with such things.

“You’re cute enough without trying!”

Except now it’s become,

“You can’t keep coasting on your natural charm forever.”

She supposed she had expected this to a degree. As distant as she was from the normal teenage girl, she would’ve been a fool to not notice the rising star of the fashion world.

One Enoshima Junko.

–

There were other girls with noticeable style, of course. The Black Cherry girls were a strong example with the guitarist especially standing out. That guitarist, Mioda Ibuki, had a personal style that was as bold and brazen as her music.

Sayaka admired that commitment to individuality, but when she looked at herself, the difference between her and Mioda-senpai was as stark as peacocks and sparrows. No, Mioda-senpai knew herself better than anyone, but Sayaka didn’t think that she’d be understood at all.

But someone like Enoshima-san might be different. Enoshima was similarly bold and outspoken, but her interviews also depicted her as someone with a keen perception and a knack for understanding not just people but people at their deepest and basest.

When she finally met Enoshima, she had been on edge.

…but Enoshima-san wasn’t what she expected.

–

“Enoshima-san, can I speak to you for a moment?”

“Uh, why?”

What caught Sayaka’s attention first was that Enoshima was always on edge around her.

“It’s nothing serious! I just want to talk!”

“O-Oh, that’s, fine, I-I guess?”

Enoshima would cross her arms defensively and not at all like the powerful young woman who was predicted to take Japan by storm. Almost as if that person had been nothing more than an illusion.

But the Enoshima-san in the magazines absolutely isn’t a person that the press could fake.

There must be something that Sayaka is missing.

“Have I done something to offend you in some way?” she asked innocently, taking in the twitch in Enoshima’s eye. How Enoshima just barely manages to disguise her grimace as a grin. “I’ve actually come to you for advice, Enoshima-san.”

“Oh. Oh!” Enoshima does perk up at that, but she still seemed strangely flustered. “L-Like about…boys?”

Oh. Oh.

“It’s not about Naegi-kun at all.”

“I-I didn’t say–!” Enoshima balked, face a now brighter shade that rivaled her red nails. “W-What even gave you the impression?!”

“It’s a joke,” Sayaka chirped with a laugh. “I know there are rumors about Naegi-kun and me, but an idol is nothing without her fans. I’d never do anything to break so many hearts.” She does pause, switching to a more serious mode. “It actually is about my fans. More specifically, the image I present for them.”

The sky was unbearably bright. A more blinding blue than the shade of Enoshima’s widening eyes. Enoshima was no doubt taken aback.

“How am I supposed to…?” Enoshima stopped herself, flushing again. “Wait, so you’re looking to change…your look?”

Sayaka felt her smile strain. A shameful slip that had her want to dig in her nails and heels.

“In a manner of speaking, Enoshima-san. I’m glad you understand.”

It’s supposed to be Enoshima’s talent. Enoshima should understand fashion and image better than anything, from the matter of boys to the matter of her own heart.

Enoshima’s shoulders hunch in the most pitiful way. She worries on her lower lip extensively. Her bright blue eyes go downcast. Her mouth works to speak, but hardly a sound comes out. The bright red of her cheeks really does bring out those homely freckles.

“If you don’t have the time,” Sayaka said, with a pang of sympathy overriding any disappointment. “That’s fi…”

“It’s fine!” Enoshima exclaimed, finally bursting. “I-It’s absolutely fine, Maizono!” Tilting her head back, she forces a hearty laugh. “I’m just surprised! Didn’t think you’d go out of your way to ask me about something like that!”

She’s being honest.

Enoshima clears her throat.

“S-Say,” she says, quirking an eyebrow in a way that only slightly distracted from the sweat dripping down her cheek and the clamminess of her clenched hands. “How about a shopping trip? J-Just us two girly girls.”

She’s uncertain, but she’s earnest.

Sayaka doesn’t have to force her smile in the slightest.

“I would love that, Enoshima-san.”

–

There’s a shopping district nearby Hope’s Peak Academy. Since a lot of Ultimates flock there, it’s always bustling especially in the afternoon. To call it a cornerstone of trends would be an exaggeration. It’s a perfectly ordinary distinct, it’s just in a convenient spot.

Not that Sayaka would know for sure. Enoshima was wetting her lips in a clear sign of nerves rather than offering any judgment on the matter. When Enoshima noticed her curious stare, she forced a grin and snatched up her arm.

“Let’s do this, Maizono!”

Her voice cracked at the honorific. Likely also nerves.

Sayaka had already put on her best-disarming smile, but Enoshima was already tugging her into the first clothing store, closest to the entrance.

Was it convenience, or…?

It wasn’t her place to assume.

–

“This is cute, isn’t it?”

She had picked out a soft blue dress. Rather plain but the kind of thing worn in movies going for a rural charm. It’s the kind of unassuming but lovely thing that Sayaka would usually go for.

She can’t help but think that the Ultimate Fashionista would call it drab, but Enoshima is terribly tense as her gaze flickers from Sayaka’s innocent face to the cloth.

“It’s, uh, fine, yeah.” Enoshima finally forced a grin and a thumbs-up. “Is it what you’re looking for?”

…so that you can hurry up and leave?

“I’m not sure,” Sayaka said, and it was a nugget of truth despite everything. “Can we keep looking?”

Enoshima looked like she might be sick, but kept up that grin.

“S-Sure!”

The next outfit that Sayaka entertains is a poofy blouse. Enoshima simply nods along, agreeing that it’s cute. She even points out that the mannequin was wearing it so it must be popular.

Shouldn’t she know based on her own intuition?

She did notice. Enoshima looked over clothes as well, but idly like she had never been clothes shopping before. Enoshima did seem partial to some colors and designs, but they largely seemed more suited for blending in with the bushes over dazzling a crowd.

Just to test her, Sayaka did pick up a dress that was patterned with earthy tones of green and brown. She knew who it’d remind Enoshima of, and she saw how Enoshima’s eyes brightened when she brought it over.

“How about this, Enoshima-san?”

It’s a dress that even Sayaka knows she wouldn’t be able to wear, regardless of how charming it was. It’s too unassuming. Even her plainest clothes needed to have some level of flashiness. The Ultimate Fashionista would also say as much.

“Uh…” Enoshima-san hesitates, cheeks pink. “Is that…what you’re into?”

Sayaka just smiled as she always did. Smiled, smiled, smiled.

“Why? Do you think it’d look good on me?”

“Well,” Enoshima stutters. “I don’t want to recommend something you don’t want to wear. And I’ll be real, I don’t even know what you want to wear.”

“I’m not picky.” Her smile wouldn’t twitch. “This is for the fans as much as it’s for myself.”

Enoshima just frowned at her.

“Are you sure? Are you sure it’s for yourself as much as it’s for your fans?”

Ah. Enoshima-san is making herself into a problem now.

“Sure I’m sure!” A cute laugh here. Smile, smile, smile. Turn up the CHARM! “Why wouldn’t I be sure?”

Rather than at her, Enoshima looked up at the store lights.

It smarts a little.

“Do you like the dress or not?” She finally cut straight to the point. “Do you think it’s cute? Unassuming but so very charming? Because I’ll trust your opinion on anything, Enoshima-san. You’re the Ultimate Fashionista, so this is your talent, right?”

Enoshima looked at her shoes next. Her cheeks are flushed, and it’s likely not because of the dress.

I feel like I’m bullying her. That’s not how an idol is supposed to act at all. What’s wrong with me?

Enoshima doesn’t even assert herself. She just shrugs before sullenly nodding. Sayaka had once thought that the Enoshima-san she read about would tear someone apart if they dared to cross her. She had envied that idea to an almost sickening degree.

I’m already twisted, but…

“Do you think I should just forget about my fans?”

Still, I…

“That I shouldn’t consider them at all?”

Enoshima’s shoulders hunch.

“...m-maybe?”

She sounded so unsure.

“I-I mean.” She’s stuttering. “Isn’t this about you and what image you want to put out?”

“In a sense.” Sayaka is calm. “But idols aren’t anything without their fans. Not considering them at all would be cruel. I exist for their sake, so…”

“So you’re going to restrict yourself based on what you think they want?” Enoshima’s frown deepened. “I don’t think that’s what self-expression is about. It, uh, sounds like the opposite, actually.”

The thing is that Enoshima’s sentiment was sincere. She still wasn’t confident at all, but it was still a belief from her heart.

And it was ridiculous. Cliché and cheesy, but Sayaka had begun to suspect…

Maybe Enoshima-san has a secret twin or something.

That should’ve been the end of it. If this Enoshima wasn’t actually the Enoshima-san that she read about, then what actual good was she? This trip was a waste of time. A total waste, but she supposed it made for a pleasant enough detour.

And this Enoshima-san isn’t a bad person. She’s cute much the same way that Naegi-kun is. But my fans always come first.

“It can’t be helped,” Sayaka found herself saying. “I’m an idol, so that’s the way that things need to be. I can’t be like Enoshima-san.”

Enoshima warily regards her. That’s her first cue.

“I had a great time.” She made a move to put the dress back on the rack. “And I really do appreciate your help. I’m sorry for wasting your time.”

“You’re just going to cut things off here?” Enoshima’s voice rose. “Seriously?! You haven’t even tried on any of the clothes you showed me!”

Just like how unassuming Naegi could be full of surprises, it was a shock when Enoshima reached out and grabbed her wrist.

“So what if it’s not what the fans want? The fans aren’t even here, Maizono-san! If you want to wear these outfits, you should! I won’t judge!”

“A-Ah…”

Enoshima’s grip was stronger than she could’ve imagined. Enoshima realized that too when she winced, hurriedly retracting her hand.

“S-Sorry, I just…” Enoshima scratched the back of her neck. She dug in her nails like it itched terribly.  “I’ve just been thinking… I want to see what you want to wear. Even if it’s not what others want; if it’s what you want… What’s the harm in dressing up? That’s…what I wanted to say.”

Her wrist wasn’t swollen, and she really should leave. She really should.

Instead, she says. “It might be underwhelming or disappointing. I’m…afraid I’m not as sparkly on my own as I am on the stage.”

“That’s fine,” Enoshima almost replied too quickly. “I still want to know more about you. Despite our, uh, differences, I think we could get along.” Then, quieter, she mumbled. “You kind of remind me of someone I really like and admire, so I do want to help you…”

“Ah. Hm.” Sayaka tilted her head, genuinely curious because that person couldn’t be Naegi. “Who?”

“N-Not important!” Enoshima squealed. “Do you have to try and distract me instead of just answering the question?!” She’s whining, too. It’s so childish. “You always do that!”

She’s the one that’s like Naegi-kun. I can’t help but tease her.

She can’t help but laugh.

I can’t help but like her.

She takes the dress back and holds it close.

“Alright!” She exclaims like it’s easy. Like it’s simple. Like her heart really is light. “I’ve actually always wanted to wear green. I like green more than pink if you can believe it.”

“I don’t,” Enoshima said bluntly. “But I understand it.”

Sayaka smiles wide, and it doesn’t even hurt in a bad way.

[abyranss]

Fan art for my favourite Madoka fic, But I don't want to be a chuunibou!! by my friend, @meditatemoremedicateless

In which post-Rebellion Madoka, having not yet recovered her memories of godhood is entering high school, and she's really interested to figure out why Homura is Like That.

Like, really interested（づ￣3￣）づ╭❤～

[womanfano-03-89-a]

A sickly animal weeps tears of transcendent beauty

“A long time ago, a high-karma magical girl – a saint, before there were saints; high-yield contract 91, HYC-91, in incubator metadata terms – had wished that the demon who stole her sister’s soul, and all demons like it, should be forced to tell the truth for all eternity, from the day of creation onward to the end of all things…

…The Incubator who had irrevocably damaged the species’s Earthside strategy with its choice of contractee was executed, its values and training data excised from the network – deemed too high-risk to even study. Historically, it was recorded as the first Incubator to ever cry”

— How the Questing Beast Chased, and Caught, Her Own Tail: Chapter 6

[my-name-is-mine-to-know]

I rewatched Madoka Magica, and now I've been ruminating on the similarities between the Incubators and TMA's dread powers. Fundamentally, both are sustained via emotion, granting some individuals inhuman abilities, eventually resulting in manifestations of negative emotion.

Now I'm trying to think of an AU and perhaps how to make that into a fic...

Kyubey doesn't usually go for boys or those below their preteens, but a child who has already suffered so much despair from the death of both parents to the neglect of their caregiver to a supernatural encounter that no one believes them about would certainly sacrifice a lot for even a little bit of hope or protection in the form of a wish, and would certainly fall to despair soon after, considering his lack of support system.

All Martin wants is the love of his mother: he wishes for her to be healthy because it would be awful to just magically change a person's emotions so this is the next best thing. Of course, now she can take care of herself, and is even more resentful of his presence. He doesn't need to be there anymore, so why does he insist upon terrorizing her still? Luckily, he's not home much anymore. He works two minimum wage jobs, and when he's not at work, he's hunting witches. The small bit of hope he feels when cleansing his soul gem is the only thing he has that resembles happiness nowadays, and the seeds seem to take away less of the darkness each time, as his depression begins to dirty his soul as much as his magic expenditure does.

What entity do you think the incubators would be? I feel like it would be the End, considering so much as interacting with one dooms a person; but it could also be the lonely, given how terribly isolating it is to be fighting a battle that no one else could understand except for those who find you an enemy, even though you've technically on the same side; or perhaps Hunt, forcing so many into an endless search for the grief seeds that will prolong their life, but every time you find one, you lose even more of what it would restore in an endless cycle of hunt and kill.

Or perhaps it's too simplifying to try to fit in a single category. That's likely the case.

[ravenclod]

woahh whats this ???????........ 

kyoko focus fic...sorry if theres poor writing it wont get better♡