#RAREPAIR SUMMARIES

[dominote]

omg... please may I know more abt bb playing L in ur tv show au 🫴 (no pressure, I just saw ur tags and I'm so intriguied :3)

aaaa yes!! i'm not gonna give away the WHOLE THING yet (i have over a thousand words of pre-planning notes that WILL magically be turned into a fic sooner or later), but i can definitely tell you about the premise!

so, basically - a few establishing notes:

BB survives. he's let out on probation post-canon for being on good behaviour; near pulls some strings and makes sure he's kept a close eye on.

he does this by putting him with mello and matt, who also survive the events of death note. don't worry about how. the important part is that mello's the only one left who heard about BB directly from L himself, and mello can't really argue with that logic, especially with near saying mello is better suited for something than him.

mello publishes a book about the kira case because he strongly disagrees with near about keeping things under wraps. letting light yagami be remembered as a good boy and kira as a martyr to his followers? nahhh. let the world see the man behind the "divine justice" for the charming snake he was, and let kira's followers see exactly how human their god was. some details are edited, of course, but it's largely a factual account of the case where it's clearly stated when aliases are used to protect the privacy of affected people. even a lot of details about L are released, because mello wants the original L to be remembered properly, not be tucked under light's and near's asses as though there was never a difference. near doesn't agree with mello, but he doesn't stop him, either, as long as he gets to approve the final draft before release.

the book becomes an absolute bestseller, obviously. everyone wants to know the real story of the battle between kira and L. before long, directors and movie studios clamor for mello's attention, wanting to sign deals for the rights to make a movie or tv show based on his retelling of events.

obviously, they need actors for the tv show mello agrees to sign with. hideki ryuga's the director's top choice for light, not just because of the resemblance, but the fact that he's local to tokyo and the bonus of his name coming up as an alias used by L himself - it's perfect. recognizing that mello is really, really picky about the casting for L, though, the director lets mello sit in on the casting for that role.

no force in the world (matt) could possibly have kept BB from making it to the audition.

mello has little choice but to admit that yeah, okay, going for accuracy, applicant rue ryuzaki is unfortunately the best casting choice among the options. he is also one of mello's roommates and a nightmare to work with-- yeah, the director's already got him signing the contracts, sure, whatever.

BB is absolutely gleeful.

he is also, in fact, a nightmare to work with.

hideki ryuga, his co-star, puts up with him. so does misa amane (playing the role of misa amane). everyone else is desperately unsettled by his method acting ass.

in an attempt to bond, hideki takes BB out to party. while the night is a bit of a mess, they do at least get absolutely schwasted in the end. sensing weakness, BB pounces to ask the question that's been burning in his mind ever since he heard about hideki ryuga being an alias of L's.

L doesn't just use other people's names. he takes them as trophies. he defeats them first.

oh, yeah, a very drunk hideki ryuga confirms. yeah, i did encounter the guy, actually.

hideki ryuga does not realize in the slightest at this point that the perpetrator of the los angeles BB killings has just decided he is now the most interesting person around he can hyperfocus on.

[crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer]

Stay Cool (It's Just A Kiss) - Chapter 1 - Girly411 - 美男高校地球防衛部LOVE! | Binan Koukou Chikyuu Bouei-bu LOVE! [Archive of Our Own]

Pairing: Itsumo Ichiban/Zaou Ryuu

Rating: G

Summary: The lingering effects of the Screw Monster incident have taken a toll on Ichiban. Namely, his infatuation with Zaou.

As for Ryuu… well, he had always been a romantic at heart. If only they would both stop thinking so much and learn to enjoy the moment.

Read on AO3.

First Kiss prompt for @rarepair-week

[lit-in-thy-heart]

the urge to drop everything and start an entirely new fic

[aparticularbandit]

We Were Never Friends With Darkness And Would, In Fact, Prefer It Leave Us Alone: Chapter One

Summary: The problem with running from your problems before they become problems is that they don't just disappear. They're still there when you return, and as it so happens, sometimes they've gotten bigger than you can handle (if you could even handle them before).

Or: Kyoko makes good on what she told Yui and runs away before Yui can be used against her by the Victims' Relief Committee. But running away and remaking herself and hiding doesn't fix anything, and coming back later to a class full of people who might want to be friends with her only makes things worse.

Especially when one of those friends might just happen to think that she's kind of cute.

For DR Rarepair Week 2024 Day Five: Gift Giving/Peace, hosted by @dr-rarepair-week-blog.

Chapter Rating: T. Fic Rating: T.

AO3

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Kyoko runs.

If asked, she’ll never say that’s what she did.  It’s a tactical action.  When in a fight with a stronger enemy, sometimes it is best to pull back and regroup.

Never mind that Kyoko and Yui have been constantly and consistently winning each of their battles, never mind that right now things seem to be in a bit of a stalemate, never mind that if Yui does fall to their temptations then they can reach Kyoko no matter where she goes throughout the world—

Kyoko runs, and Kyoko determines to never open a single black envelope sent her way, and Kyoko uses her detective skills to hide herself as completely as she can because she would rather run and hide and disappear into the vast darkness of the world than confront the possibility of Yui’s hands being stained.

(Her very identity screams against this.  She’s on a case.  Even if she’s not being paid for it, she’s still tracking down the Victims’ Relief Committee with Yui.  That is the thing that she is doing.  No matter who dies, no matter who gets sacrificed, no matter what happens – this is what she is doing, and it’s shooting her rank in the DSC higher and higher, which means that Hope’s Peak has to notice her, that her dad its headmaster has to acknowledge her existence – but she will literally throw all of that away if it means….)

((It’s harder to run from Yui.  She tells herself that it’s necessary.  She refuses to say it’s because she doesn’t trust her onee-sama.))

Kyoko runs, and she runs, and she doesn’t look back.

~

That black envelope never comes.

Kyoko fulfills cases under another name, stealing from the ideas that Lico laid before her (What’s in a name?  If she leaves behind Kirigiri, then what is she?  Still the same, still the same, still the same), and sends those in months later to the DSC.  Her rank grows, but they cannot know where she is or where she is going, and so her original plan, at least in part, is still fulfilled.

Hope’s Peak still scouts her under that other name because they are better at finding wayward children to fill their coffins than the DSC is (or maybe the Victims’ Relief Committee always could find her and gave up the moment she ran; she doesn’t know what their plans for her were, and so she cannot say, can only guess, and the ache of that hole beats harsh in her chest every now and again, if she allows herself to think on it, which she doesn’t) – and Hope’s Peak still invites her because even under all of her disguises, her dad its headmaster still recognizes her (it makes her sick, he makes her sick, she makes herself sick) – and she hesitates before accepting.

It’s been years.

If Yui was going to do anything, she would have done it already, and either she did and the Victims’ Relief Committee never tried to break Kyoko’s heart by forcing her to return and confront her fall or she didn’t and the time away, maybe, saved her.

Yui’s an adult now.  She’s likely in college somewhere.  If she’s smart, she’s somewhere far, far away.  Somewhere safe.

(Kyoko knows better.  Yui would throw herself away to save someone else – anyone else – not because she thinks so lowly of herself, but because that’s her duty as a detective.  Not to find the truth, like Kyoko does, but to save people.

Yui would make a good Super Sentai or magical girl – the hero of the story.  She has so much hope and so much guilt and—

(The Victims’ Relief Committee tempted people of a variety of ages.  They could still tempt Yui as an adult.  But if she’s survived this long without giving in, then Kyoko likes to believe she will survive just a little while longer.))

Kyoko hesitates, and Kyoko accepts, and Kyoko puts herself in a place where the Victims’ Relief Committee could find her again, if they wanted.

(Kyoko runs her fingers along the black ribbons she’s never stopped wearing and wonders if she’s just giving in.)

~

At school, they call her Hibiki Haruko.

The name is as fake as Junko Enoshima’s smile (or Sayaka Maizono’s – both Ultimates chosen for their ability to fake a personality to the population on a large scale – or even Celeste’s entire everything – because from her name to her accent to her hair to her supposed heritage, everything about that girl is fake), but outside of their headmaster (and perhaps his scout), no one seems to know.  She’s learned, in her time away, to be gentle with people, to put on an air that makes her seem both trustworthy and forgettable, and she knows – she knows – that a few of them catch her out (Junko, again, who seems carefully curated to catch out those who don’t want to be caught, with those piercing eyes that cut right through her; but Sakura, too, who notes when she doesn’t go on donut runs with Hina, who tells her that if she ever needs anything (even if that means protection or a bodyguard) to just ask, and Mukuro, who looks at her like she’s someone familiar, like she’s seen her before, even if it isn’t Kyoko that she’s seen).  Sometimes Makoto gives her a curious look, sometimes it seems like he’s going to ask her a question, but either he gives up or he forgets before he asks.

The thing about running away once is that Kyoko – Hibiki – keeps running.

If they could use Yui, then they could use any of her classmates, provided she gets close enough to them.  It doesn’t matter that, in the end, they hadn’t used Yui, just like it doesn’t matter that there’s no proof that they would use one of her classmates. It’s that they could, and once she believed that enough to flee the literal country, that belief was never really going to die.

Sure, it’s lonely when the rest of her classmates pair up – or group up – and she’s left on the outside of the fish tank, one hand pressed against the glass, as she looks in on the rest of them.

But it’s safer.

For her them.

~

Junko drunkenly kisses her exactly once.

“Hibiki,” she’d slurs, “you’re so….”  Her voice trails off, and she falls forward until her forehead rests on Kyoko’s shoulder.  “So cute.”

Kyoko stays still, straight, as though that will do anything.  “Junko, you’re drunk.”  (But she can’t smell the alcohol, so maybe Junko is only pretending.  If she is, she’s doing a very good job of it.)

“No, I’m not.”  Junko brushes her nose along Kyoko’s neck, which makes it a lot harder to stand still, but she does it anyway.  “I’m just—”  She chokes back a sob. “You’re so pretty.  You’re like a ghost.”

How did Junko even get alcohol anyway?

(One of the upper classmen is literally the Ultimate Yakuza, and one of their own classmates is old enough to drink, and Kyoko’s asking how Junko got drunk.  She’d been talking about a huge party she wanted to go to earlier.  That was probably it.  Kyoko never goes to their parties.  At least, not for long enough to be more than an appearance just so that no one questions why she never goes – they can’t say she never goes when they’ve seen her there, even if only briefly.)

“You should…you should let me dress you up, Hibiki-chan,” Junko purrs soft in her ear.  “Celeste thinks she’s so pretty, but put you in deep violets, and you’d…you’d be….”

Kyoko flinches.

“No, no, no, no, I’m not gonna hurt you.”  Junko wraps an arm around Kyoko’s waist and burrows her head into Kyoko’s collarbone.  “I’d never hurt you—”

“I didn’t say you would.”

But Junko pulls back just enough to search Kyoko’s face with those bloodshot eyes.  “You’re scared of me?”

“No­—”

“You’re scared of all of us.”  Junko’s eyes narrow, and she sways a bit, even though she sounds more sure of herself when she speaks.  “You don’t need to be,” she whines, drawing that last word out as her face grows redder.

Kyoko sighs.  “I already told you, I’m not.”

Junko takes Kyoko’s face in both of her hands, the tips of her deep red nails sharp against her skin, and she pulls Kyoko closer to her.  “Did I tell you you’re pretty?  Because you’re sooooooo pretty, Hibiki-chan.”

“Junko.  You’re drunk.  You need to go—”

Then Junko kisses her.

It is sloppy and uncomfortable (and doesn’t taste of alcohol, which means Junko’s definitely pretending) and then, suddenly, it isn’t, and it doesn’t matter because Junko should not be kissing her, no one should be kissing her, they will see—

Kyoko pushes her away, ignores the pain in Junko’s face (and even more ignores the whining “Hibiki-chaaaaaaan!” behind her), and runs away.

It’s an instinct.  A necessity.

And it doesn’t matter.

The next morning, Junko is gone, and a black envelope waits in Kyoko’s mailbox.

(At least they addressed it to Hibiki Haruko and not to Kyoko Kirigiri, but at this point, does it really even matter?)

~

Kyoko wonders, idly, what will happen if she never opens the envelope.

Technically, if she doesn’t open it, that’s just putting off the starting time.  It isn’t, strictly speaking, choosing not to play.  That would be opening the envelope and then choosing not to chase the trail.  If she never opens it, then maybe….

(She knows that isn’t how this works, but she wants to pretend.  She wants to pretend for as long as she can.)

Kyoko shoves the envelope into the inside pocket of her tailored jacket, glances at the single bullet mark scar in the center of her hand, and sets off to find the nearest detective agency.

~

In a world where she didn’t run, maybe Kyoko would have ended up working at Samidare Detective Agency.  Perhaps if she had, it wouldn’t look nearly as empty as it does now.  She can imagine more than the single desk in the back of the office, more than the single filing cabinet, more than an old desktop (not even a laptop, but a desktop so thick that she’s honestly surprised it still runs), more than an office that seems so pristine and dustless that it’s clear its single occupant rarely gets any cases at all – or, if she does, certainly doesn’t take any money from her clients to upgrade any of the rundown furniture scattered here and there.  The chairs don’t match.  The bookshelves don’t match, and they’ve barely got a book or two on them.

In that world, Kyoko imagines three desks: hers, Yui’s, and Licorne’s.  (Lico would be here, she’s sure of it.  He would travel back from wherever he’d landed to be part of their little family again, regardless of whether she wanted him there or not.)  Lico’s, of course, would be just as pristine as Yui’s now is, not because he didn’t get any cases but because he didn’t need anything to figure them out.  Yui’s would be covered with papers, the computer would be significantly better, and there would be multiple filing cabinets here, there, and everywhere.

Kyoko cannot imagine what her own desk would look like.  Her brain fails her there.

In this world, Samidare Detective Agency is as it is now.  Empty.  Unadorned.  Hidden in a little spot in an alley where there’s probably just as much crime outside as there is brought in here to be solved.  Kyoko has just enough time to run a finger along Yui’s desk and note the picture before the bell at the front door jingles.

“I thought I locked it.  Hope no one tried to steal the computer—”

“No one’s going to steal that thing, Yui onee-sama.  They’d lose money on it.”

“Well, it’s all I could aff...ord.”  Yui pauses with her right shoe half off, her fingers still curved into it, her other hand pressed to the wall to hold herself steady, and glances up.  She hesitates, the wheels in her head turning, whirring, and finally, she says, “Kyoko?”

Kyoko’s gaze drops.  “I’m sorry for worrying you, onee-sama,” she murmurs, tucking strands of her hair back behind one ear, “but yes.  It’s me.”  She sucks her lower lip between her teeth.  “And I….”  When she glances up, when she meets Yui’s eyes, her heart pounds hopelessly.  “I need your help.”

At her words, Yui softens.  She drops her shoe to the floor with a soft tap and eases, almost.  “Alright,” she says, hiding the smile that threatens to break across her face like the first glimmer of sunlight through a storm cloud.  “I’ll see what I can do.”

[fumifooms]

Hello! I'm not sure when I'd get to it, but is it ok if I draw some fanart of one of your marchil fics? I was hoping to get it done soon and uploaded during marchil week, but I wanted to make sure you'd be ok with it first. Also thank you for sharing your work/ramblings, it introduced a lot of fun, new and interesting aspects/angles of the dunmeshi characters to me that I wouldve never considered prior (≧▽≦) hope you've been having a great week so far!

Ooh 🥺 I’d be super honored!! No need to even ask me tbh feel free to do fanart of anything of mine ever. I’m glad I could help and entertain!! Super looking forward to your fanart omg omg 💖 And yes the week has been good! Technical issues aside, I’ve been so happy with all the marchil content hehe it’s so nice to see so many people making something for them! Making The Great Marchil Fanfic Flood 2

[canadiankakashi]

🐑 Crossover, Mistaken Identity, Rarepair, Minecraft Respawn Mechanics, someone gets threatened with a spatula

Ohhhhh it's making me think that the traffic series is in a different universe than hermitcraft, someone gets swapped with their traffic counterpart and thus gets treated like their hermitcraft version and then threatened and murdered by a spatula after getting discovered only to go harass a certain admin to fix everything (and nearly getting murdered by said admin's partner for waking him up)

[foxstens]

not me spending the entire day writing a google doc with a very detailed summary of a kevin/allison/ichirou au

[chimielie]

send flowers to my funeral

summary: Matsukawa x Reader. happy birthday FREAK

word count: 924

cw: no minors pls 🙏 suggestive content (scene starts immediately after mattsun and reader have finished having sex), no gendered terms or genitalia are mentioned but reader is pretty clearly. how do i put this delicately. getting fucked by him on the regular, fwb to lovers

a/n: my apologies for the incorrect characterization (mattsun and makki have a coffee table which is frankly unrealistic). also i insert a completely random rarepair headcanon with no context and then don’t expand at all

"My back hurts," you moan. "Get off me."

"One second," Issei says, his naked chest warm as his big body blankets you. "I'm tired."

"You're tired?" You can't even twist your neck up to look at him. You hope your tone betrays your incredulity.

"Well, I was the one doing all the work," he says, and you gasp indignantly.

"No, actually, get off of me!" You say. "All you have to do is," you back your hips up into his, where you're still connected. He groans, and you lose your train of thought for a split second. "You think those acrobatics are easy?"

"It was a mutual effort," he cedes. "Hey—"

"No," you say, aggravated. "I'm sore."

He shifts slightly, one thick forearm braced next to your head. You're bent over the arm of the couch, forehead almost touching the cushions. You say: "Okay, after I shower."

Showering together is one of those things you don't do, like kissing or staying the night. You'd put up emotional guards when you started doing whatever it is you and Issei do.

They hadn't worked, like, at all.

In the shower, you don't play music, just scrub yourself down and prod the red marks he'd left behind. On the hips, the chest, the ass. You never take long, afraid to use up his hot water or reveal something you don't mean to vis-à-vis the affinity for love songs you've developed.

After you've left the shower and the both of you drip water all over his covers, he puts the sheets in the laundry and pulls you back onto the couch, really on the couch this time, his feet up on the arm, his arms around you.

"It's my birthday today," he says suddenly, and you jolt. You hadn't known that. "My friends and I are gonna go for dinner. Come with?"

You stare at him with wide eyes.

"You should've told me, I would've been nicer to you," you say, still trying to wrap your head around the question he'd asked you.

"You're plenty nice to me," he laughs, "what are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about?" You parrot. "Do your friends even know about me?"

"'Course," you feel one shoulder move in a shrug beneath you. "I told them about the time you faxed nudes to the mortuary.”

You’d been particularly proud of that feat, right up until he’d called you and you’d heard it in his very voice that you wouldn’t be walking the next day.

“Wow, I had no idea that was what made me stand out,��� you laugh. “I don’t have any plans tonight, anyway. How many others have you invited?”

“Oh, it’s just the guys from high school,” he shrugs. “Kawa and Iwa always have some other volleyball addict strapped to their backs, so there’ll probably be a couple more, but I don’t really like parties.”

Issei is the most low-maintenance guy you know. You admire his ability to go with the flow, to let life wash over him and appreciate the ride.

“No, I meant how many of the others,” you gesture to yourself, a tiny movement. “Like me?”

“You’re the only person who’ll be there that I’ve had sex with, if that’s what you mean,” there’s a little smile on his face, one that makes your heart skip a beat. “Crazy.”

“Didn’t you and Iwaizumi have a thing for a while?” You point out.

“Hooking up once in high school is not the same as having a thing,” he insists. His heartbeat is speeding up under your palm, you notice. Funny. “You and Iwaizumi, then. That’s it.”

“Huh.” You say, and then are quiet for a while. “Matsukawa, forgive me for asking—if this is weird—what are we?”

“I hate that you only call me Issei in bed,” he says.

“I called you that on the couch, like, an hour ago.”

“You know what I mean, don’t be difficult.”

“I am difficult,” you say. “I’m high-maintenance and I’m too much work for someone easygoing like you.”

“I like working on you,” he says, pinching your arm. “I like that you try to be low-maintenance ‘cause you think that’s what I want and you still take up half my day when you’re here and all my mind when you’re not.”

Your lips part, blown off-kilter by his sincerity.

“I think I’m trying to ask you to be official,” he finishes, “but I think I’m fucking it up.”

“You’re not,” you laugh, “don’t worry. I was just going to die if you asked me to come meet all your friends just as the one who faxed you nudes.”

“If you died, I’d do your funeral for free,” he promises. “Oh, shit! That’s what I forgot.”

He shoves you away rather unceremoniously and you struggle to catch your breath on the couch in the few seconds he’s gone.

Issei comes back, a cluster of flowers bundled in one hand, his hair sticking up on one side from lying on the couch. You’ve never seen something so handsome.

You sit up and kiss him before you think about it, his lips soft and warm and a little chapped under yours. For all the time you’ve spent with him, it has the same clumsy charm as any first kiss with someone new, the sparking romance as metal strikes against itself. His cheeks are hot under your hands when you pull away.

“It should’ve been me giving you a birthday gift,” you say softly. “Thank you, Issei.”

(The two of you are late to dinner.)

[confessurship2]

Can we bring all of these back and actually use em?

Fandom – A community of fans dedicated to a particular show, book, game, or other media.

Canon – Official material from the creators.

Fanon – Widely accepted fan-created ideas that aren’t official.

Headcanon – A personal interpretation or belief about a character or story.

Meta – Analysis or deep discussion about a fandom.

OTP (One True Pairing) – A fan’s favorite romantic pairing.

NOTP – A ship someone strongly dislikes.

BROTP – A favorite platonic pairing (friendship OTP).

OT3/OT4/etc. – A favorite polyamorous ship.

Shipping – Supporting a particular romantic pairing.

Crack Ship – A bizarre or nonsensical ship.

Rarepair – A ship that is not very popular.

Fanfic (Fanfiction) – A story written by fans about existing characters.

Drabble – A very short fanfic, often 100 words.

Oneshot – A single-chapter fanfic.

Multi-chap – A multi-chapter fanfic.

AU (Alternate Universe) – A fanfic setting that deviates from canon.

Fix-it Fic – A fanfic that rewrites canon events to "fix" something.

PWP (Plot? What Plot?) – A fic that focuses mostly on smut or fluff with minimal plot.

Fluff – Soft, happy, feel-good fanfic.

Angst – Emotional, sad, or dramatic fanfic.

Hurt/Comfort – A fic where a character suffers but is comforted.

Smut – Explicit sexual content in fanfic.

Lemon/Lime – Old-school terms for sexual fanfiction (lemon = explicit, lime = suggestive).

Mary Sue/Gary Stu – A perfect, often self-insert, character.

Self-Insert (SI) – A fic where the author inserts themselves into the story.

OC (Original Character) – A fan-created character.

Flame War – A heated online argument.

Flamer – Someone who aggressively criticizes or trolls.

Canon Divergent – A fanwork that starts canon-accurate but changes events.

Spoiler – Revealing key plot points.

Yaoi/Yuri – Old terms for male/male (yaoi) or female/female (yuri) ships.

Slash – Fanfiction that focuses on same-gender romantic pairings.

Het – Heterosexual relationships in fanfiction.

Crossover – A fanwork combining multiple fandoms.

OOC (Out of Character) – A character acting in a way that doesn’t fit canon.

IC (In Character) – A character behaving true to their canon personality.

Kink Meme – A forum or post where fans request and write fic based on specific kinks.

Roleplay (RP) – Acting out characters in a story collaboratively.

TL;DR (Too Long; Didn’t Read) – A short summary of a long post.

Wall of Text – A long, unbroken block of text.

Lurker – Someone who reads but doesn’t participate.

DeviantArt Syndrome – Overly dramatic or cringey fan behavior, often involving OCs.

Narm – A scene that’s meant to be serious but ends up unintentionally funny.

Bashfic – A fanfic written to attack or mock a character.

Sue-fic – A fanfic centered around an overpowered Mary Sue.

LJ-cut – A feature on LiveJournal that hides long posts behind a clickable link.

Squick – Something that personally makes a fan uncomfortable but isn’t inherently bad.

Troll – Someone who posts inflammatory content to provoke reactions.

Edgelord – Someone who tries too hard to be dark and shocking.

🩷

[bloomeng]

Something happened today that’s never happened to me before. I was scrolling through this author’s fics and I came across a ship I wasn’t super familiar with but the summary sounded cute so I read it. It was in fact cute, so out of curiousity I clicked the ship tag just to see what else was out there and….. it was the only fic.

They had announced at the beginning of the fic that they wrote it for a rarepair thing but omg I didn’t realize it was that rare.

[cosmereplay]

Fandom Trumps Hate is travelling the Cosmere in 2025!

There are 10 creators who have put their ability to make cosmere-related fanworks on auction to support progressive charities in the USA. You can browse all the offerings here, or check out this summary below. Each creator's name is a link to their page with more info about their interests, and what they're willing and unwilling to create. If you're interested in bidding, READ THAT FIRST and possibly also contact the creator to make sure your idea will work for them!

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chaos_monkey - Offering Fanfiction, up to E rating. "Let me write you some gratuitous, indulgent, explicit fic. Prefer to write M/M pairings, but will write F/M pairings. Also totally up for poly ships or group situations. And I like rarepairs! Solo-character (gen Explicit) fics are always an option, but they often tend to be shorter. I'm up for any cosmere characters and settings, including the secret novels and stormlight book 5." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out chaos_monkey's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

LailisGrace - Offering Fanfiction, up to E rating. "The cosmere is very big so I will ONLY be focusing on Mistborn Era 1 I also love AUs (but keeping it canon is a classic for a reason). I would love to write Vin/Elend Venture but I'm open to other pairings as well!" From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out LailisGrace's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

monster_bookworm - Offering Fan labour, including Betaing. "Can help with SPaG, characterization, discussing overall flow of story/if story is doing what you want it to do! I am generally more comfortable working at the scene/story level rather than the sentence level + am happy to offer suggestions as you write to help with the trajectory of the story. Also happy to be a cheerleader!!! Shakadolin or any permutation thereof (Kaladin is a particular favorite) and Rlainarin (especially Renarin) are my real comfort zone, though I'm happy to read for pretty much any Cosmere characters with the exception of those from Elantris (because it's been too long since I last read it)." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out monster_bookworm's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

Stormcursed - Offering Fanfiction, up to E rating. "I'm only willing to focus in these pairings: Kaladin/Adolin, Kaladin/Adolin/Shallan, Kaladin/Moash, Shallan/Jasnah. I'd prefer to work with tropes like: angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, sick fic, Fluff, Smut or Explicit sexual content, dom/sub undertones, BDSM, Mutual pining, coffee shop AU, jealousy, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out Stormcursed's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

truthwatcherblog - Offering Fanfiction, up to E rating. "I am offering to write for any Stormlight Archive pairings. I am especially interested in Shallan/Jasnah, Renarin/Rlain, or Venli/Jasnah, but I’m open to other pairings as well. I am fine with writing about friendships or familial relationships as well as romantic or sexual ones. I enjoy writing femslash pairings. I also prefer to write fics that take place in-world rather than in a modern AU." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out truthwatcherblog's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

Wingsofopal - Offering Fanart, including a series of sketches or one rendered piece. "Any pairings will be accepted, fluff and/or gentle kinks prefered." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out Wingsofopal's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

wortel - Offering Fanart, including linework illustration, painterly character illustration, repeating patterns, 1-4 page comic. NOTE MINIMUM BIDS IF YOU WANT SOMETHING SPECIFIC. "Mainly interested in Stormlight, specifically Kaladin, Eshonai, Jasnah, and Shallan/Adolin/Kaladin. Would love to draw a really sad Kaladin or a really cool Jasnah. I like drawing canonical scenes (a fight scene could be a fun challenge!), but am super open to non-canonical ideas. A cozy scene between Shallan, Adolin and Kaladin would also be great. Wind and Truth spoilers are ok. Willing to give other series/characters a go as well! i have NOT read Secret History. i would appreciate it if your request doesn't include spoilers for content i've yet to read!" From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out wortel's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

yrstruly - Offering Fanfiction, either new or a remix of an existing fic, up to E rating. "I am willing to write ANY ship you want (including x Reader) if the characters are both adults, but my cosmere favorite is Kaladin/Renarin. I also like genfics if ships aren't your thing! ALL my fics have happy or hopeful endings. They tend to address themes of romance, humor, friendship, found-family, hurt/comfort and things of that nature." From Feb 25th to Mar 1st, you can check out yrstruly's current bids here, and add a higher bid here!

[silvers-starrway]

Sonic Murder Drones AU Masterlist

AU created by me and @cherbearsz with some other inputs from our friends :]

AU Summary: MDAU follows the same basic plot points as Murder Drones just with the Sonic Cast put in for different characters. Sonic, a worker drone, yearns for freedom outside of the bunker and builds a weapon to take out the disassembly drones that have been terrorizing them for as long as he can remember. Nothing goes according to plan and Sonic ends up becoming friends with one of the disassembly drones, Serial Designation C. Having inherited a rogue piece of code called the Absolute Solver, Sonic together with C and eventually R, need to figure out a way to stop Nine from destroying the planet before the Solver completely takes over Sonic’s body.

Cast list: Sonic - Uzi C (Chaos Sonic) - N R (Rusty Rose) - V S (Shadow) - J Maria - Tessa Nine - Cyn Silver - Doll Rouge - Lizzy Knuckles - Thad Whisper - Khan Surge - Alice Kit - Beau Tangle - Nori Blaze - Yeva

Character Lineups by @cherbearsz - R, Sonic, C, S and Maria - 'Maria', Silver, Rouge, Knuckles, Whisper and Nine

Ep 1 - 'Literally so insanely suspicious' (by @snowiwyvern)

Ep 4 - Friendship lore - Solver Sonic

Ep 7 - Church confrontation - Sonic and C fight (by @dacieng) - Possessed Sonic

Ep 8 - S and R confrontation - Sonic: I can do this now!!

Post Show - Rouge helps S - What's in a name

Other - Episode 8 trailer reaction - Good bots - Respite - Silver's cool pose - Whisper, Rouge and R - Chaonic rarepair request - Artfight icons - Nine's freak behaviour - MDAU art dump (by @transzsonix) - Dangandopa blood S (by @pastelspindash) - Silver, S and Nine - Sonic and S - Song swap with Wonder - Chaonic ship bingo - Holy shit two cakes! - Sonic AU Collision image - Nine fanart (by @wispcandle)

Doodle Dumps - Dump 1 - Dump 2 - Magma doodles 1 - Magma doodles 2 - Dump 3 - Dump 4

Artfight Attacks - C and Sonic (by Snowiwyvern) - Nine (by m3tr0n0m33) - Sonic AU mass attack (by toonagi)

[crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer]

A Rose's Thorns - Girly411 - 美男高校地球防衛部LOVE! | Binan Koukou Chikyuu Bouei-bu LOVE! [Archive of Our Own]

Pairing: Miss Bara Beach/Hakone Goura

Rating: T (for some suggestive language and innuendo)

Summary: Years had passed since the fallout from the first alien invasion, but their battle wounds had barely begun to heal before news of the second generation had reached them… and that meant it was time for a reunion. Fortunately, that was nothing she couldn’t handle. After all, she was a rose and her thorns were sharp, but perhaps that was what he’d been afraid of.

Read on AO3.

Old Friends prompt for @rarepair-week

[v1neyy]

i present: royalty au poly team bites!

this is my gift for @that-fall-guy , for the @mcyt-rarepair-exchange !! there are five chapters and i’ll be posting one every day until it’s done :D

Summary:

Bdubs is the crown prince, and luckily for him his four best friends are his personal knights. Team BITES (affectionately named by Skizz) have always been a tight knit group; and Bdubs loves to pull on their strings.

Or: four times Bdubs was a general nuisance and one time his knights got back at him for it.

[krenenbaker]

Trick or Treat~!

Pairing: Che'nya x Floyd (could be read platonically or romantically)

Summary: It's finally Halloween night, but Floyd is in a bit of a slump. However, the arrival of a curious companion may just make the Halloween party a bit more interesting for him.

Notes: This is my first attempt at something following a prompt - specifically, "Trick or Treat" for the 2023 TWST Rarepair Halloween event. I'm trying to get more comfortable/practiced with writing prose (which is why this wasn't posted on the 30th... oops), and only vaguely ended up following the prompt. I'm fairly happy with how this little piece turned out, though!

Tags: @dove-da-birb, @azulashengrottospiano, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth, @officialdaydreamer00 (please let me know if you'd like to be included or excluded from future writing of mine, or only want to be included in specific types of creations)

Floyd wanted to take a break. 

It was Halloween, and all he had done the entire week was work, work, work. Getting costumes ready, decorating, helping with their dorm's presentation, plus cooking and serving at the Lounge, all on top of normal classes? 

Sure, it was fun, especially getting to show off Octavinelle's cool setup, and 'taking care of' those misbehaving visitors. But now? Everything felt draining and boring, and Floyd simply wanted to leave, which sucked because the actual Halloween party had just started!  

Maybe he should just ditch and go back to his dorm; being in a funk when everyone else is having fun around you is not enjoyable.  He slumped down on a bench and unwrapped a sweet he had picked up earlier, before wrapping it up again. Ugh, not even in the mood for that candy he wanted only a few minutes ago. 

As he shoved the sweet back into his pocket and was about to get up from the bench to leave, Floyd heard a rustle behind him. Someone was quietly humming, and… laughing? The sound gradually moved to his side, towards the empty side of the bench.  

“Trick or treat~”

Floyd turned to face the voice. "Listen, man, I'm not in the mood to—” he froze, staring at the figure beside him. “Hang on a second, where's your body!?"

A toothy smile came to the face of the head that currently floated beside Floyd. "Oh, it's here.... or maybe it's there." A pair of hands materialized on either side of this boy's head, followed by the rest of his body. 

“I'm just kidding. Mind if I take a seat? I’d like to rest up before I keep purrowling around and startling people.”

Floyd blinked, then raised an eyebrow. “Uh, go for it.” 

This guy was... weird, and it was hard to tell if he'd be annoying, or interesting. "You don't go here, do ya? At least, I’ve never seen you before. And you’re no ghost, either.”

The cat-like boy shook his head, his jewellery jingling softly. "I'm just passing through for the festivities and collecting treats. Scaring some people, too. That’s loads of fun. And it's always nice to see my friends let loose." 

Floyd had a vague memory surface. "Ohh... you must be that RSA boy who's friends with Sea Turtle and Goldfishie." 

"'Sea Turtle' and 'Goldfishie', hey? Those are good names for my green and red friends. Cats are known for liking fish." He leaned forward, his grin growing. “Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Floyd nodded, “Floyd Leech. It's nice to meet you, too.” He looked curiously at the boy beside him, taking in his shaggy hair, piercings, and impish smile.

"You're not what I expected.” Floyd smiled, "But you seem fun, Catfish. I didn't think Goldfishie would get along with someone so... interesting."

Che'nya's eyes lit up slightly. "Catfish? Heh heh heh, most people call me Che'nya, but I guess that works. And I’ve heard some… interesting stories about you, too."

He stretched his legs out in front of him, leaning back with his arms behind his head as he sighed. "But yeah, I don't think Riddle could shake me if he tried." 

"I'm almost jealous." Floyd tipped his head slightly. "Most of the time, Goldfishie likes to swim away before I can play with him."

Che'nya laughed, "Well, if you're wondering, he 'swam off' that way." He pointed off to the side. “Just don’t be rough with him. I don’t like people mistreating my friends.”

Floyd looked off into the crowd where he had pointed, and let out a small laugh. “Alright, good to know. Maybe I’ll find him later, if I feel like it”, he smiled and sat back. “And Goldfishie’s stronger than he looks, but I guess you’d know that.”

Che’nya nodded, then leaned closer with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, I bet we could do something that would really surprise him.” 

Floyd turned slightly towards Che’nya, and flashed a smile. “Yeah, we probably could. I think we should talk more in the future, Catfish. You seem pretty fun.” 

Che’nya grinned, “You seem pretty fun, too.”

"Well,” he stretched his arms above his head. “I think I’m going to go and find some more treats… and play some more tricks tonight. I'll catch you around, Floyd." 

With a haunting giggle echoing in his ears, Floyd watched as the boy beside him faded into nothingness, just the same way he had arrived. 

What a weird guy.

Floyd unwrapped the candy he had pocketed earlier, then popped it into his mouth. Maybe this party was worth staying at after all.

[thanossssss]

idk if you do rarepairs but if so, cg dae ho & regressor myung gi? thanks!!

Regressor! Myung-gi w/ Caregiver! Dae-ho

Summary: Myung-gi draws a picture for Dae-ho and surprises him with it.

Contains: Age regression, coloring, Myung-gi refers to Dae-ho as “Dada”.

Not proofread.

Myung-gi hummed softly to himself, drawing and coloring on a piece of paper. He was lying on his stomach in the middle of the living room floor, crayons and blank pieces of paper all around him. He’d been coloring for a while now, wanting the picture he was working on to be perfect since it wasn’t for him, but instead it was for Dae-ho.

Dae-ho was currently watching Myung-gi color and had been doing so the entire time. He was curious about what he was working on, due to the fact that Myung-gi seemed super focused on it. Myung-gi didn’t have a good attention span when he was regressed, so for him to be so occupied with doing something, it had to be important. So, Dae-ho got up from the couch and went to go see what Myung-gi was coloring. He couldn’t help it, his curiosity was getting the best of him.

“What are you working on, buddy?” Dae-ho asked. Myung-gi instantly gasped at the sound of Dae-ho’s voice and quickly covered the drawing up with his hands. “Don’ look!” He exclaimed as he looked up at Dae-ho, who seemed confused.

“Why can’t I see?” Dae-ho questioned. “Cause ‘s a surprise! You can’t see it yet!” Myung-gi frantically explained. “Go ‘way, Dada! ‘S not ready!” Myung-gi told him. Dae-ho bit back a smile at how serious Myung-gi was acting. He thought it was the cutest thing.

“Alright baby, I’ll leave you be. I can’t wait to see what you’re drawing!” Dae-ho said, gently ruffling Myung-gi’s hair, making the other man smile. As Dae-ho left him be, Myung-gi watched him the entire time, until he sat back on the couch. Once he did, Myung-gi went right back to working on his drawing.

Now Dae-ho was even more curious about what Myung-gi was drawing. He was being so secretive and serious about it, it must’ve been super important to him. Genuinely, Dae-ho couldn’t wait to see what it was. He was excited to see what Myung-gi was working so hard on.

After a while, Myung-gi eventually did finish up his drawing. He stared down at the paper, and examined it carefully, before proudly smiling and signing his name at the bottom. Myung-gi stood up with the drawing, hiding it behind his back as he ran over to Dae-ho.

“Dada!” Myung-gi exclaimed. “I made you somethin’!” He told Dae-ho, who smiled at him. “You did? Can I see?” Myung-gi nodded, revealing the picture and handing it to Dae-ho. Dae-ho let out a small gasp when he saw the picture. It was a picture of him and Myung-gi playing together, Dae-ho thought the picture was just the sweetest thing ever.

“Aww, buddy! I love it! Thank you!” Dae-ho said, making Myung-gi giggle with excitement. “Really? Really like?” Dae-ho nodded. “Of course I do! I love it so much, baby.” Dae-ho responded. He pulled Myung-gi into his lap, to which the other man happily squealed over.

“Do you know where I’m going to put this?” Myung-gi shook his head. “Where?” He questioned. “I’m going to put it on the fridge!” Dae-ho told him.

Myung-gi let out a small gasp. “Really?!” Dae-ho laughed at his reaction. “Yep! It’s going right on the fridge because it’s such a great picture!” Dae-ho said. Myung-gi giggled proudly in response, clearly very happy and excited Dae-ho loved his drawing. He was so happy that all of his hard work wasn’t for nothing and that Dae-ho really did love and appreciate the drawing he made.