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A Neuvillette and Wriothesley fic for today! Immortal Wriothesley thinks about the cost of immortality!
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I was part of this zine and it's now being released for free! Please take a look guys, it's such a lovely project!
🏐 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗭𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 🏐
Hey, hey, hey 👋🏼 To celebrate our 2 year mark, we are releasing the "Passing the Torch" PDF & add-ons for everyone! PtT is a gen, PG-13 fanzine, centered around platonic mentor & student relationships. Please enjoy💕
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"It hurt, Neuvi! It hurt! I… I just wanted to play with the cat!"
Drawn inspired by @onceabluemoonwrites ’s fic Baying for Blood, Prying for Justice
I had fun. Even while despairing over the complexity of their clothes and similar color palettes. I need more promarkers for more shades of blue too...
The background was done freehanded with several layers of ink. The aim was to get sort of wet effect.
#genshin impact#furina#neuvillette#fanart#art inspired by fic#traditional art#crossposted to twitter#crossposted to deviantart
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Writing Patterns Meme
[Plain text: "Writing Patterns Meme" in big text. /End PT]
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
Thanks for the tag @hopeswriting! I have a nice spread of fics here, across multiple fandoms and from more serious fics to more cracky fics:
1. It was a well-known fact that every dog needs a doghouse, especially if they are a talking dog who can draw pictures in the dirt with a stick. - Snoopy and the Emo-Haired Kid (Peanuts/KHR)
2. Air blasts out of the white box unit above the door as Chrome pushes it open with a hand. - The Art of Butterfly Photography (KHR)
3. Reborn wants to commit Skull’s body to memory. - Renew our vows of love (and forget the sad, dull pain) (KHR)
4. “You don’t remember me…?” Fives’ smile shakes, and he takes a step back. - But I with mournful tread (Star Wars)
5. The largest exhibition hall in the Jedi Temple is almost too small for the sheer number of clone troopers in it now. - Victory Comes Late (Star Wars)
6. Tsuyoshi runs a cloth over the blade of his sword, and Nana pours a bottle of handmade sake over the bodies before dropping a match on them. - Love in the Time of Zombies (KHR)
7. Swirls of steam rise from the mug of tea resting on a tattered crochet coaster. - Let the Rain Kiss You (KHR)
8. “You could go back, you know,” Aloy says in the middle of looting a supply chest. - I'll Tell You How the Sun Rose (HZD/KHR)
9. “Have you tried a Ouija board?” Skull asks, voice almost tinny over the phone. - Use Your Words (Here's a Ouija Board) (KHR)
10. Nie Mingjue has little warning before a sharp whip-crack and flickering purple light fills the alley he’s using as a shortcut to his brother’s rehearsal. - All's Fair in Love and War (The Untamed)
What have we learned?
[Plain text: "What have we learned?" in medium text. /End PT]
Ngl, I kind of expected more dialogue opening lines 😂 I feel like I default to those as a way to just jump right in to a fic, but clearly if I do, it doesn't survive past edits and rewrites. I think the overall pattern is that each opening line kinda sets the scene and overall tone of the fic. Like guess which of these lean more crack and which lean more serious, which are the fluffs and which are the angst, find the hidden smutty fic in there - There's two or three in this list that might throw a curveball or are kind of ambiguous, but for the most part...
(It's Ouija Board, Ouija Board does throw a curveball at the end XD)
It's honestly wild how consistent that is though. Because I write a variety of fics and fandoms, and I know I don't write the same for my more cracky fics as I do my more serious. Huh. I guess you can almost always know what you're getting into from my first lines 😂
I'm no-pressure tagging: @seijuurouxryuu, @immacaria, @masterdisastre and @onceabluemoonwrites, and anyone else who wants to play!
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WIP game
Months later, finally got around to doing this after getting tagged by @snickerdoodlles. Procrastination is my middle name, evidence is in the wip folder. XD Let's see if anyone bites!
RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
So, I'm going to cheat on this a little because I have like...dozens of wips and no one has time for that. I really need to organize my files better because it's a mishmash of unpublished fics and wips which only makes hits harder. I half wonder if I should order this by fandom but yolo. Some will be obvious and others will be a fun guessing game. Also any series I have in progress are fair game.
a lion's pride
baby blues
merlinGwainePercyTristan
the sequel I shouldn't have written
sprained ankles
let it go
honk honk
knitting club
eleanor the architect
sab malina the curse of immortality
ingrid spirited away
damijon part 2
steampunk cloti
marius marius marius
xiaolumi week
pearlrose domestic sequel
knh epilogue chapters!
DDD odette darkness
obsession?
if no one else loves you i will
something something 2 robots find balance
codepdency at its finest
the new pet
sad sex
aldermin fluff
drabble on the ship that doesn't exist in the work why
raven palace (soft)
oh no living forever alone
dan heng is not dan feng
the weird bros
And some of these I'm staring at going, huh, I haven't opened that file in a while, wtf is that about. I will find out when you do! I also really need to start writing drabbles for these one off series I'm watching so they can get beyond that initial start and I can cross them off the list....
The only saving grace is this game is not about plot bunnies, because oh boy. Oh boy. No one needs to see that lengthy file. The ones for FGO alone...
And I'll tag @risualto and @onceabluemoonwrites as my pass it forward! I can really feel my lack of activity in fandom spaces right now XD In time, in time.
#fanfic#wip game#time to find out how many followers are actually active on tumblr#and how many are just abandoned shells#stares at the series that are still in progress#you are not abandoned#just sometimes forgotten#i swear I'll finish you#maybe I should just take a staycation and spend it all clearing up my files#it really doesn't help that the more things I consume#the more I want to write#wish I could have time freezing powers so I could just sit down and hammer all of these out#I also miss being more active in the fandom#really need to sort out my time and schedule it out#instead of getting distracted all the time
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Writing Patterns Meme
Tagged by @saunne
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
Wait... last 10 updated fics (and then take chapter one?) or last 10 fics based on chapter 1 post date? :think: uhhh I guess probably... chapter 1 post date. That's what I'm going with HAHA
This just goes to show that there truly is never a dull day on the Astral Express. Phosphorus HSR, Lord Ravager!JY au
“Here you go, Bladie. I got you a picture of your cute boy toy while I was visiting,” Kafka says, leaning over the Blade’s shoulder to hand him the picture. flirting is dead, kafblade, "this is not a renheng fic"
The seat of Divine Foresight is destroyed, pillar crumbling, the tatter red material of banners fluttering down the ground. Before Dawn, hsr/khr fusion. "What does it take to break a Sky?"
You're not supposed to be able to betray your Sky. set if free, hsr/khr fusion, Sky!JY
No one on the Luofu will tell you this story. who decides what's right and what's wrong? omegaverse Dan Feng/Jing Yuan
Himeko’s day was off to a horrible start. the stars don't shine, they burn. omegaverse Dan Heng/Jing Yuan/Marshal Hua
“General Blade, thank you for allowing us to come along,” Welt says. Cold Burning, Blade/Jing Yuan, roleswap au
Today is the day. Luofu's Most Eligible Bachelor, Dan Heng/Jing Yuan
Bailu is beside herself. let there be light, let there be light, let me be alright, Dan Heng/Jing Yuan. Heliobi au
Stelle was a blank slate, still is. Imprints on the Soul, character study
BONUS Living on board the Astral Express is nothing like Jing Yuan expects. using legends to reshape me, using agony to reforge me, Dan Heng/Jing Yuan/Blade
What have we learned?
Hmmm so I favor with prose over dialogue for my first sentence. Typically I lean towards (hopefully) strong line to set the vibe/theme. Especially when it's to show what's different than other fics (i.e. using legends' first line tells you that JY is now living on AE or Cold Burning's first line tells you Blade is a General in this AU not a Stellaron Hunter.) Or sometimes a running joke. (i.e. Himeko is never having a good time in the stars don't shine, they burn.)
It's usually not a description of the scenery unless it's unusual scenery (i.e. Before Dawn)
Tagging: @adelmortescryche and @onceabluemoonwrites
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🌩️ Hiraeth Zine 🐉
Blue’s (@onceabluemoonwrites) incredible writing is just as amazing as her love for Jingheng! We’re very excited to see her fic for the zine~
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#jingheng#hengjing#jing yuan#dan heng#dan heng il#dan feng#honkai star rail#hsr zine#jinghengjing#contributor spotlights
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New Story
Title: flailing in love (help this man)
Category: BTS
Ships: Seokjin/Hoseok, Namjoon/Jimin, Yoongi/Taehyung
Summary:
“The point is, I am absolutely terrified of dating Hoseok since I’ve never dated before—”
“What?” Yoongi looks stunned, his resting face for once not mimicking a bored robot who can’t comprehend human stupidity. “What the actual fuck?”
Seokjin blinks. Oh. He forgot Yoongi’s not in the know.
“Yeah,” Seokjin sheepishly rubs the back of his head. “I’ve never been in a relationship before? Surprise?”
“How?” Yoongi demands, completely disbelieving. He gestures to all of Seokjin which, rude. It’s basic manners not to point at people. “You look like a fucking model! I don’t even like you and I think you’re hot.”
Seokjin wrinkles his nose like a five-year-old.
“I didn’t need to know that.”
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Or, Jin doesn’t know what dating is but is determined to try and Hoseok doesn’t mind. At all.
Notes:
I don’t know how this happened, but I needed to vent my feelings and I channeled it through Jin, who I’ve slowly fallen in love with. It’s my first BTS fic so I’m kind of nervous about writing this and I hope people will connect to this version of Jin. Crossing fingers here. Also, there are quite a lot of personal anecdotes stuffed into this fic, which was the most fun part of writing this. Heck, the meet-cute between Hoseok and Jin actually is based off of a real-life experience I had hahaha!
Also, I’m gifting this to you @onceabluemoonwrites, this fic wouldn’t have existed without you. You’re an amazing beta and thank you for jumping into the rabbit hole with me hahaha!
Chapter 1 posted here!
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I'm so happy to be part of this project!
☆BUNDLE ANNOUNCEMENT☆
Hello everyone!!!! We're almost ready to open sales, but in the meantime, we'd like to announce what you can expect to find on our Big Cartel page!
There will be two volumes: Daybreak and Eventide, each with roughly 150 pages of content! You can choose a favorite based on the ships included (I'll tell you which ships are in what volume later, down below) OR you can buy them as a bundle!
Individually, the zines will cost 17 dollars each, but as a bundle, you'll get them at 15 dollars each (for a total of 30!!!) AND you'll get a bonus, illustrated pdf of The Kitsune's Tale, the fic that inspired the whole project!
Currently, all copies are DIGITAL ONLY. Please keep this in mind! While the prices might seem a bit high, please do remember that you'll be getting around 40k words in along with around 10 pieces of art, at least 3 of which are full page pieces, in EACH ZINE. As such, we've priced the zines accordingly to be fair to everyone who worked so hard on it!
And now, the ships!
DAYBREAK: BokuAka, IwaOi, KiyoYachi
EVENTIDE: TsukkiYama, KuroKen, KyouHaba
And of course, the bonus pdf available with the bundle is a YakuLev story. Though you can read it on ao3 in full, you'll miss out on the lovely illustrations made by @mutiartsomething, and they're so gorgeous, trust me.
We'll have some more previews up for both volumes soon, as well as a GIVEAWAY so stay tuned for those! You can follow us here or on twitter @HaikyuuTales so you can see our announcements ♡♡♡
As always, thank you all for the support! @haikyuu-community-board
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FMA Wrath!Roy AU
AN: Okay, hello hello! This is a bday gift for the very sweet @onceabluemoonwrites Happy 18th, Blue, we might have met relatively recently, but what a fun ride it’s been! I suppose I should have tried my hand at KHR for this, but that FMA alternate homunculus discussion of ours kind of led me astray. *wry grin* Here’s hoping you enjoy this? It’s a bit dark, and a bit introspective, but hopefully it’s enjoyable anyway.
Premise: What it says on the tin. An AU of FMA Brotherhood where Roy is the next Wrath after Fuhrer Bradley is eliminated, much like the previous Greed before Greeling happened. This changes some things.
There are few things that Roy remembers from… before. It’s easier to have forgotten, really, it’s been long enough that he wishes he didn’t remember anything at all.
He doesn’t exist in limbo, though. Not with Maes and Riza and the others still sticking by his side, even after the oddness of how just how quickly he’d been fast-tracked onto a path that would lead him straight to Fuhrer. The only reason he’s not already sitting in the seat is that it would’ve been too damned suspicious for him to have earned it as quickly as he had. Especially after their previous Fuhrer had been taken down under suspicious circumstances during the war.
Good riddance, Maes had muttered, squeezing his shoulder at the funeral. It had taken every fucking bit of sentimentality and love he had for his best friend to not give into the rage that had reared its ugly head in his gut, demanding that he snap his fingers and roast the other man alive where he stood.
Roy had disappeared with the Fuhrer, and another state alchemist on the ground. The other ‘state alchemist’ had been Envy, obviously, there to take out Bradley. Roy had been dragged along in the crossfire, a convenient body that they’d sacrificed to have a useful pawn. Nowhere near as good as what had been done to Bradley and others that had been picked and groomed for the role, according to Pride, but still better than the common stock.
He wished every day that he’d been more common than not. He doesn’t remember what it felt like to not feel fury singing through his veins at every waking moment, almost like a call to arms. Something tells him that he’d been calmer, more prone to humor before. Maes certainly seemed to think so, he cracked more jokes than necessary, constantly trying to get Roy to ‘lighten up’. When that didn’t work, he tried plying Roy with good whiskey in hopes that that would work instead, much to Gracia’s amusement with them both.
It didn’t.
Wrath’s voice in his head is… strange, in that it doesn’t really change him. It made him irate almost all of the time, like heat simmering beneath his skin. It made him beholden to Father’s whims in a way that was infuriating all on its own; enough so that he could understand why Bradley had taken a wife. Good images aside, it gave him a life outside of the humunculi’s machinations. It’s almost enough to make him pity his predecessor. Wrath makes him more impulsive – which probably isn’t a good thing, seeing as his specific brand of alchemy was on a hair trigger as is.
It also gave him a much higher physical prowess than before. Father himself thought it best to avoid the saber; that had always been Bradley’s signature, after all. Roy had found his mouth opening to confess that Maes would definitely smell the rat if Roy took up the sword at any point. The battle of wills that followed that confession had nearly ended in an order for Maes’ death. Roy suspected the only reason it didn’t was because Father had gotten bored. And hadn’t felt like breaking in a new minion quite yet.
So Roy had stuck to hand to hand combat, training himself slowly over the years until people started noticing a definite shift in his abilities. Riza had found it… amusing. But also relieving, since he’d finally addressed the one thing that had left him vulnerable in a fight if anything ever happened to his spark gloves.
Pride had jokingly suggested that he tattoo his arrays onto the backs of his hands, like Kimbley had before him. WrathRoy had smiled back at him politely, holding onto the urge to burn his elder brother to a crisp for even suggesting that option.
Oh, the other homunculi, his siblings, all knew exactly how to get a rise out of him.
About the only good thing that had come of his situation was the fact that he’d been given free rein to protect the Elric brothers in their quest. Roy had taken one look at their home, another at Ed and Al and had known. Known that they were sacrifices. He hadn’t known them, not then, not yet, but he’d known that they would be important.
In retrospect, it just figured that Al would be the first to find out.
Roy felt a tired smile tug at his lips as he walked closer to the boy, the hulking height of his armor notwithstanding. He was almost quivering in place; Roy suspected he might have been crying if he hadn’t been stuck as a soul tied to metal.
“Sir. Sir, please- Brigadier-General-”
“Orders are orders, Al,” he murmured, crossing the shallow water between them in what must have felt like the blink of an eye.
The kid screamed, and tried to get his hands up in defense to protect the girl hiding within him.
It wouldn’t be enough. Not against Roy. It hadn’t been enough at Ishval, it wouldn’t be enough now. Nothing ever was, anymore.
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“You,” spat Ed later on, slamming his way into Roy’s office, “made my brother cry.”
Roy glanced up slowly from his paperwork, raising the single visible brow he had left to his name. He wasn’t sure what his face must have been radiating, but whatever it might have been, Ed scowled and slammed the door shut behind him.
Not that that would be enough to quell the curiosity of his team. It was enough to make Roy sigh, leaning back in his seat and lifting a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.
“Did it occur to you, Fullmetal, that it might have been better to not approach me after I made you brother cry?”
That it might have been better to not approach him at all, really. Because, this? Complicated things. Why did his subordinates have to be such reckless fools. Even when they didn’t have all the facts. Maybe especially then.
Fullmetal just snorted, though, not even bothering to sit down, instead towering over Roy’s desk, waiting until Roy actually looked up at him again. When Roy did look up, he was met with a splendid sneer that made Ed’s face screw up to an amusing extent.
He had to hide his smirk with some real effort. The Elric brothers never disappointed, did they.
“Wow. You’re not even fucking denying it, are you, fuckface.”
“Language.”
“You’re a fucking- you’re a homunculus, you killed Al’s friend, you made him cry, and you’re telling me to mind my language?” Ed asked incredulously, making Roy roll his eyes.
“When you put it that way, it certainly sounds ridiculous. No, not so loud, Edward.” he raised his voice in warning, eyes going narrow in his head when Ed tried to protest. Roy’s use of his name must have registered even if the tone hadn’t, because he subsided immediately, if with a scowl.
“Edward,” he repeated, trying to gentle his voice, “this is older than you, and a whole lot more complicated than it looks on the surface. You… really shouldn’t have come here. Not about this.”
“Why? You gonna kill me too?” bastard, went unsaid. Roy stared him down, unflinching, even when Ed’s hands fisted on top of the desk.
When he didn’t get an actual, verbal response, Ed shifted in place, uncomfortable. And still visibly angry. Wrath’s temper ticking away inside him sat up just a little, beginning to take notice, but Roy tamped it down. It was thankfully willing to listen, for once. It always had been, when it came to Ed and Al. Maybe it was because they were children, maybe it was because they were sacrifices, maybe it was because Ed…
“I,” he said after a long, taut moment, “have killed many a man, woman and child in my time. Many, Fullmetal. Not because I’ve wanted to, but because I was under orders to do so, and most of those times, I couldn’t say no.”
“That’s bullcrap-” Ed cut in, incensed, but his mouth shut with a click when Roy brought an open palm down on the surface of the desk, the sharp sound easily cutting through the stillness of the room.
“I,” Roy repeated, sotto voce, “Couldn’t say no. And that’s exactly what’s going to happen here if you don’t keep your mouth shut and listen.”
Wonder of wonders, the boy actually listened. Looked particularly mulish while doing so, but he didn’t look like he was going to cut in again. Deciding that that warranted at least some give on his part, Roy tugged off his eye patch with a sigh, blinking a few times and rubbing around the socket until the tight feeling lessened. When he glanced back at Ed, the ouroboros mark bare on his face, the boy was staring back at him with narrowed eyes.
“If we’re not really fucking careful, we’re both going to die.” He said, bland, a hard smile slitting across his face when Ed started at the swearing. “Because we’re both expendable at this point, Edward, you less so than me. So drag a seat up close, and tell me what you know.”
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He might not remember much of what he used to be, before. But one thing he did remember was that Roy Mustang might have been a dog, but he sure as hell didn’t bow down in front of people who wanted to kill his people.
Wrath didn’t change that. Wrath just made him hit faster and harder. Wrath didn’t lie to Father, no, but it allowed Roy to get away with leaving certain things unspoken. Wrath hated being used about as much as Roy did, really, and where Bradley had been trained to take it, Roy certainly hadn’t. Conspiracy apparently ran in all their bloodstreams, waiting to stick it to their creator.
The first time he met Greed after he and the Xingan Prince figured themselves out, the other sin laughed and laughed and laughed. Long and hard. Much to Ed’s exasperation.
Roy just smirked through the red veil falling over his vision, and tried not to kill the fool on the spot.
#fma#fullmetal alchemist brotherhood#alternate universe#roy mustang#edward elric#alphonse elric#elric brothers#homunculi#wrath!roy#fma wrath!roy au#happy birthday blue#onceabluemoonwrites#my writing#here's hoping a few people find this interesting#that said it's a gift fic so#gift fic#fic: wrath!roy au
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And They Were Roommates :(
Tag: #khrween2024
Comedy, humor, vampires, crypt, coffins, i’m here for the puns and dumb jokes
Collection of khrween2024 on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/KHR_Rare_Pair_Week_Halloween_Mini_Event_2024
Ship: Xanxus & Tsuna
Day 3 and prompt Crypt
Summary: Vampire Xanxus and Tsuna fight over the tenth tomb in the Vongola crypt because it has the best marble in Italy and Primo complains about his ten unasked for roommates.
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Today we're introducing another of our writers, OnceABlueMoon / @onceabluemoonwrites! Her writing style is so soft and sweet! Really hits you with the feels!! Look forward to her piece in the zine!
You can read the full fic here: LINK
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The amazing @onceabluemoonwrites takes us back in time with her heart warming fic, to Nanami's teen years and how he learned how to use his ratio technique (plus the mishaps along the way!) 🗡️ 🥕
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I’m new to the Noragami fandom and recently fell in love with Yato and Hiyori together! I read through all your fic recommendations and loved them so much.... do you have any more fics that you follow recently or that have taken your fancy? Thank you so much if you decide to answer! I love your blog <333
Ahh, welcome! I’m glad you enjoyed my fic recs and that you enjoy my blog <3
As for fic recs, you’ve come to the right place >:) I’ve been meaning to update my list for 2020 so I can give you the scoop here. Thanks for giving me an excuse to yell about everyone’s writing.
My first suggestion is to check out the fics written for the Noragami Big Bang 2020. I was the head mod for the project and everyone, artists and writers, really brought their A-game. We also collectively produced just under 500k for the event so that’s really cool too!
I still haven’t finished reading through everything because I’m busy af but LISTEN THEY’RE GOOD
My personal faves from that event were:
moonfire by @relv07 (domestic Yatori fun times ft. Yato randomly catching on fire)
ghosting by @rizahawkaye (Yukine character study, ow ow ow ow)
sunrise by @celestial-nova (Bishamon origin story that kicks you in the feels with beautiful writing).
Definitely check out everything, though!
Outside of fics from the bang, I haven’t been reading too much but I do have a couple.
Beg Thy Lord the Stars Have Not Defied the Laws of Nature by @onceabluemoonwrites
Briefly explores Yato finding out he’s Tsukuyomi and choosing to run away from it with Yukine and Hiyori. Gorgeous, poignant, powerful prose. I love every word.
who lives, who dies, who tells your story by @relv07
I randomly quoted Hamilton on Discord, Arie disappeared for 24 hours, then reappeared to shoot me in the face with this. Future!Yatori fic that brought on the waterworks. Big ouch, pack tissues.
There are also a couple of fics that I haven’t read yet but have my eye on and those are as follows:
Crowns, Lanterns and Ayakashi by @smritz444 (Yatori Tangled AU, need I say more?)
bloom now, bloom free by vincentvangogh (Yatori hanahaki AU, I’m saving this for when I feel like causing myself undue pain)
And aside from all that I will also promo my own AO3 bc I recently finished yet another 50k Noragami fic no one asked for but that I felt like writing anyway. Also since my fic recs list last year I’ve posted...four things? Three for Noragami. That’s a record.
Thanks again for the ask! I hope this finds you well fed.
(Want my 2021 update? Click here!)
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21 questions
I'm late I'm so sorry vslndjwndks.
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Nickname: Katie. Sometimes Kates?
Zodiac: I'm not sure if you mean starsign or the chinese year thing, so I'm doing both. I'm a libra, born in the year of the dragon lmao
Height: 4'11 and 3/4 shut up i'm tiny
Last movie I saw: Bleach, the Diamond Dust Rebellion lol. My dad just downloaded it and I had nothing to do so.
Last thing I googled: Uh. A recipe for afritada bc my dad wanted that for dinner.
Favorite musician: ooohhh that's so hard I listen to a lottttt of artists. I think rn the answer is Jojo, because I've loved her music since I was little! Too little too late was my jam as a kid, and god, did I love her newest albums. Oooooh and the updated old ones? The 2018 versions of leave (get out) and too little too late... so good.
Hm. I gotta add tho bc Sara Bareilles and Michelle Branch are right up there with her. 3 year old me could sing Michelle Branch's Breathe, and i still throw it on when i feel senti. Sara bareilles music makes me feel soooo much and i love her.
Song stuck in my head: Ghost of You by 5SOS. It inspired an angsty fic that I'm gonna plot tonight, and probably shelve for future use after I finish my zine piece and my other chapterfics.
My other blogs: oof okay. @apieceforthewrongpuzzle is my studyblr. I don't use it much and mostly reblog, just for resources and helpful tips. @themundanebeautyproj was for a school assignment and I haven't deleted it bc i use it to save posts i want to find easily since i dont use it as often-- ergo, less reblogged shit to scroll through. And @haikyuutales-a-collection is the blog for my haikyuu folktales zine! I'm currently taking a short break from the PR since I don't have discord access, but follow that blog if you wanna be updated about the zine's progress and see sneakpeeks and stuff later on in the creation process!
Do I get asks: I've had a few. Some on anon, most from friends. I wouldn't mind more though!
Following: uhhhhhhh 524...? Whoops
Followers: 80! Wow that's a lot. Thanks guys!
Amount of sleep: usually 8-10? All i know is almost always, regardless of what time i fall asleep, i wake up around 9ish. Recently, anyway.
Lucky number: i've always really liked 7.
What I'm wearing: an "okay? Okay." Shirt that has two sad little cuts in the bottom left from who knows where and black and green sports shorts-- yknow, the weird holey ones.
Dream job: teaching, or something involving museums or libraries. Editing would be nice too.
Dream trip: honestly? Anywhere. I'd love to visit more asian countries tho, especially japan and korea!
Favorite food: bacon or chocolate! Also rice. Fuck yeah rice is great
Play any instruments: i briefly tried to learn guitar but soon gave up. So no. I sing tho.
Languages: English is my mother tongue, obviously, it's what I grew up speaking, but I have a pretty decent grasp of Filipino (mostly comprehension, my grammar is shit). I also know very very basic Mandarin. Not a lot. Briefly tried to use duolingo for french so i have a smattering of vocab in that language. I also once had a phase where i tried russian. I remember like. 2 phrases and nothing of the alphabet. Uh. I know some ASL? Like. 5-10 signs and fingerspelling only tho.
Favorite songs: ..... don't ask me this. I listen to a Lot
Random facts:
I'm Catholic, but not super devout
I sometimes write poetry
You can't see them unless you're rightttt up in my face, but i have some freckles on my nose and cheeks. They're hidden by my dark-ish skin tho.
I like to lick my lollipops slow and whatever idk, and i only eat orange ones
I studied STEM in my last 2 years of hs and hated it, my whole class knew I should've gone humanities bc that's where my passion was
I discovered I liked writing in 7th grade a week after I turned down an invitation from the writing club to join the invitational science club instead. I didn't have much fun. (Seems like foreshadowing....)
I was once in the top 24 students for math in my grade level-- out of 280 students give or take. Only for 4th and 5th grade tho.
Uh. My SAT score was 1440?
Lol they're all acads related bc i went to visit my old school today and have no idea what else to say.
Bonus-- describe yourself as aesthetic things: polaroids and old letters, open notebooks and fountain pens, calligraphy inks in bottles lined up on shelves. Sunsets through windows and a girl with her arms spread wide in the rain. Also fairy lights and lanterns. A single knife blade. Headphones.
Okay! Tagging is hard. I tag!!! @mooifyourecows @sugaandyams @i-am-a-bit-of-a-crank @rootnjoons @lovetinted @cheetahleopard @tentaclebubbles @tendous-satoris @that-one-guy-in-naruto @onceabluemoonwrites @tottwriter @raincloud10 @satans-little-rabbit @cathxstra @glitch-writes @icannotbebotheredanymore @kenmagoesblep @cubistemoji andddd idk im out of ideas for who to tag wow ok.
Just do it if you want!!!!
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