#Tho I do have plans to start an AO3 so I can share some of these with the world so

[johnnycakesswitch]

Do you have any Stevepop first kiss hcs?

I actually wrote an entire fic abt Stevepop’s first kiss but I’m not very happy w it… if anyone wants to go on a scavenger hunt my ao3 is the same name as my main tumblr, which is not very hard at all to find 😽 let me think of a different Stevepop first kiss scenario tho, I think it could go a few ways

Way 1

• way 1 is when they’re a little younger, before they have their gfs or maybe right when Steve gets w Evie and he’s nervous ab kissing her, so who else does he go to aside from his bff

• when Steve says he’s nervous about kissing a girl for the first time, Soda comes up with a great plan, they can practice on each other 🤠

• so they do, and it’s messy and not great and definitely leaves them with some feelings that are repressed for years and they don’t rly talk about it

• 1-2 years later, Steve and Evie break up and Soda can’t wrap his mind around why bc they always seemed so perfect and they somehow still seem on very good terms

• Steve asks him if he remembers when they practiced kissing and Soda’s like yeah?? And he’s like well 😐 that’s why me and Evie broke up. Bc I want to kiss you again and Soda’s like oh 🤔 let’s do it 😄 so they kiss again and inevitably have the conversation about feelings for each other but luckily it’s mutual

This was the sillier version, let me get into Way 2

• way 2 is that Soda and Steve have always been closer than most, always very physically affectionate and seeming to just get each other in a way no one else does

• maybe one day they’re home alone at Soda’s house and he’s laying across the couch in Steve’s lap just blabbering on and on about who knows what and Steve realizes then how completely enamored he is and always has been w Soda

• he can’t help but watch the way Soda’s mouth moves when he talks, the way he gestures with his hands, how his eyes sparkle and how animated his facial expressions are

• eventually Soda cuts himself off and looks up at Steve with a goofy grin and is like “what’re you starin’ at?” And Steve can’t say anything but the truth, so he just goes “you”

• Soda gets a little bashful over that and sits up, facing Steve now, asking how come and Steve just replies that he can’t help it

• they’re looking at each other now a little too intently, but it’s soft at the same time. It’s not intimidating, the gaze filled with fondness and adoration

• sure enough, they lean in closer and closer until they share a sweet kiss, a little hesitant but loving nonetheless and they’re both smiling when they pull apart

• it’s a very gentle, tender moment that they both think fondly of because it’s just so them,,, ofc they later talk and start dating soon after and they share many more kisses after that

[shenglingyuan]

title: the home you choose (ao3) pairing: umemiya hajime/sakura haruka summary: For the first time, Sakura feels the anxiety of leaving home. a.k.a. umesaku college setting! tho nothing really happened in campus lmao but they will be roommates !!

Three years have passed since he first came to Furin, three years since he knew this town that accepted him and that which he accepted as well in turn. Truth be told, he didn’t want to leave, but life does not stop at high school, apparently. Many of his friends have already decided where they’re heading after, but not him. He doesn’t think he could find another place that would accept him as Furin did.

For the first time, he feels the anxiety of leaving home.

“How about this,” Kotoha brings up a suggestion as she served him the omelet rice he ordered. Pothos has always seemed like a refuge whenever he had important thoughts to mull over. “Why not go to college somewhere near and with someone you’re familiar with?”

Suo and Nirei both plan to attend a university in one of the big cities; Sakura couldn’t imagine himself in such an environment, so even if he wanted to stick with his vice-captains and closest friends, the looming image of a busy city was enough to dissuade him.

“Are you staying here?”

“Yeah, there’s a junior college just across the forest park. I can keep running Pothos during my free time.”

“Then I can just—”

“Nope,” Kotoha stops him with a wry smile, “Sorry, Sakura, it’s an all-women’s junior college. Wait… you know, Ume didn’t want to be too far from Furin, so he’s attending some college an hour away from here. If it’s him, I don’t think you’ll miss Furin at all, yeah?”

Umemiya. He’s the reason why Furin came to be a place Sakura grew to love and protect. He’s also the main reason why Sakura learned to accept the people around him, with all those words of wisdom shared over meals and fists. It’s needless to say that Sakura’s feelings about Furin are all entwined with him.

His feelings…

Heat rushed from his neck to the tip of his ears.

All in all, he had spent one year in Umemiya’s presence, but within that short period of time, not only his life, but he himself had turned a complete one-eighty. Before coming to Furin, he had wanted to defeat the guy. Who knew that in a year, he’d be willing to lay his life on the line for that man?

Umemiya loves this town, so he made sure to visit regularly when he can. It’s almost like he never left during that first year after graduation, and he would regularly crash their group meals at Pothos. Nevertheless, Sakura found himself looking forward to those. But on their final year in high school, Umemiya had become too busy, and the regular visits to town became less and less. They would still message each other often, of course, especially when there are Bofurin matters that he absolutely needed some advice with and Nirei would finally convince him to ask their previous seniors’ input, but at some point, Sakura started to miss the guy.

He asked Kotoha back then what did it mean if he’s feeling that he’s missing someone’s presence too much.

Perhaps, it means you like them?

I like all my friends.

Sakura, you know what type of like I’m talking about.

Kotoha has always had the knack to decipher his feelings, so it was no surprise that she also understood what and who he was talking about. And like before, she takes the cue and pulls up the phone from her pocket, typing away, “I’ll tell him to message you about admission procedures, the deadline should be coming up soon.”

“…I don’t wanna bother him anymore.”

 “I get the feeling that you won’t be a bother, Sakura,” Kotoha smiles, “You do know he likes you back, right?”

It was two years ago during summer, one of Umemiya’s last visits to town before he became too busy. He had asked to talk to him in private after the usual hangouts at Pothos. Sakura had thought that there was a very crucial matter about Bofurin that they had to discuss outside the earshot of even those who were close to them.

Then he dropped the bomb, confessing so casually as if he’s just telling Sakura about his tomatoes growing fruit.

But the thing is, how does he even respond to that? How can he accept an incredulous thing such as Umemiya liking him? Hell, before coming to Furin, nobody would even treat him like a human being. Now you’re saying someone…someone inspiring and cool like Umemiya actually likes him?!

Sakura likes Umemiya, that’s something he himself had just realized not too long ago. But for that feeling to be reciprocated? His face heated up like never before, and it felt like his head was about to explode. But before even a single utterance could escape his mouth, Umemiya laughed and ruffled his hair.

“You don’t have to say or do anything, I just wanted you to know, okay?”

What the hell!

Sakura had never been an expert in anything remotely related to romance, and even the slightest signs of affection were enough to rattle him. But he was damn sure confessions didn’t usually go this way. Before he could wrap his mind around what had just transpired, Umemiya was already waving goodbye.

He didn’t get to see Umemiya again after many months, but they kept in contact. Umemiya never brought up the confession again, so Sakura pushed it to the back of his mind. That is, until now that the prospect of joining him again came into the picture.

XXX Station. We have arrived at XXX Station.

Sakura has hit his growth spurt over a year back, so now he can easily see Umemiya waving at him from the station exit. Umemiya’s cheeky smile has never dimmed a bit, dazzlingly bright even from afar. Feeling his ears prickle, Sakura casts his gaze down, then makes his way to him.

“Yo, Sakura, it’s been a while!” The last time they saw each other in person was that summer. Sure, they still constantly messaged each other, especially when Umemiya helped him with applying in his college, but between that time and now, Sakura has almost caught up to him in height.

He finally faces him, meeting Umemiya’s eyes without needing to look up. “…Yeah, thank you for picking me up.”

“Haha! It’s nothing. C’mon, you must be hungry. Just one bag with you, huh. Hope you don’t mind walking a bit, the apartment’s not too far from here.”

Umemiya leads the way, his back looking as broad as ever. It reminds Sakura of the very first day he witnessed him being so dependable, facing off Tomiyama Choji when the latter invaded their school. Back then, Sakura’s legs had been frozen in fear. But now, seeing Umemiya’s back again like this gives him a sense of security.

“So, how are you feeling?”

“About what?”

“Leaving town. Going to an unfamiliar place. Being here.”

The streets seem far busier at this time of the day compared to the main street. The smell of freshly baked bread is different from Saboten, and Pothos is not in sight. On the corner of his eyes, he notices some people throwing him second glances, surely surprised by his appearance. If he had been alone, Sakura would have all his guards up by now. But he isn’t.

He looks at Umemiya who’s staring at him expectantly, waiting for his answer, “It was a bit daunting, I guess...but, but now that you’re here…,” Sakura averts his eyes, “It’s all good.”

“Aww,” Umemiya’s arm snakes around his shoulder as he pulls him close, his other hand ruffling his hair, his warmth enveloping Sakura in a familiar way, “That really makes me happy! I’m glad you came here. This place is different from Furin, but I’m sure you’ll like it here, too.”

They walk for another ten minutes, with Umemiya basically conducting a short tour of the neighborhood. Finally, they arrive at a simple one-floor apartment. It has two bedrooms and is a few blocks away from the local college. Thankfully, Umemiya’s previous roommate already graduated, sparing Sakura the trouble of looking for a place on his own. The apartment is not so spacious to hold bulky furniture or whatnot, but a small area has never been a problem for Sakura anyway. The main selling point of the apartment was that it had an ample space on the back for Umemiya’s plants, reminiscent of his garden on Furin High School’s rooftop.

Umemiya tells him to settle in his room while he cooks dinner. The room, though just as small as his previous rental, at least had a proper bed, closet, and curtains. He starts unpacking the small amount of clothes he brought with him, then finally, he draws the curtain open to let some air in.

Clang—

A singular wind chime hangs from the window. Now that he’s checked out the room, it does seem that it has been prepared thoughtfully. The sheets smell fresh from the laundry and the space itself is spotless. He wouldn’t be surprised if Umemiya set everything up. That guy just naturally took care of people.

And to think that he’s spending the next two years or so living with him…Sakura lets out a loud exhale. He needs to settle this matter soon.

When he steps out of the room, Umemiya is already setting up the table.

“Oh, Sakura, right on time. Let’s eat!” Umemiya serves him a steaming plate of omelette rice, with a side of fresh tomato slices freshly plucked from his garden, “It’s still not the same as Kotoha’s recipe, but I’m confident it’s improving. Let me know what you think, okay?”

Sakura digs in almost immediately. He didn’t realize it, but all the contemplating he did on the train and until he arrived here made him hungry as if he had just finished up a fight. Even up to this point, he’s still trying to gather his thoughts as he chews on his food. Important conversations are best brought up in meals, after all.

“Umemiya.”

“Is it good?”

“About what you told me back then—”

“Sakura, you don’t have to worry about it. As I told you already, I just wanted you to know.”

“No, you don’t understand. I…,” In the three years that Sakura led his classmates, he gradually learned to speak his mind and heart out. But matters of the heart are an entirely different thing. This might probably be the first time he’d speak out on something that’s deeply personal, and before he knew it, he starts rambling. “I’ve also…liked you…for a while now. Maybe even back when you were still in Furin. And you’re just probably the coolest person I know, so when you told me you liked me…it was the most unbelievable thing I have heard…so I didn’t get to say anything but…I want to say it now.”

Sakura finally runs out of words to say, losing the initial thread of his thought. When he looks up, he sees Umemiya’s eyes wide open as if in surprise.

“Whoa, you can really just keep going if you set your mind to it, huh. I didn’t think you would be able to say all that.”

“Hah?”

“I mean, you’ve always worn your heart on your sleeves, Sakura. Hehe, I did have a feeling you liked me, but I didn’t want to assume,” Umemiya grins from ear to ear, “But hearing it from you like this, I’m relieved. I almost thought I got rejected back there, you know?”

“But why?”

“Why what?”

“Why do you like…me?”

“What’s not to like? You underestimate your charm too much.”

“…” Sakura has no retort to that.

“Anyway, don’t think too much about it. You’re starting a new phase of your life soon. I know you came here since you didn’t want to be too far from home, right? Just enjoy this new experience without worrying about unnecessary things.”

“You always act like you know everything.”

“Hm?”

“It’s also because of you…that’s why I came here. The Furin I know, you built it with your own hands. When I think of Furin, there is you. I thought if I followed you, I won’t miss home too much.” Sakura finally had the courage to look him directly in the eye, “You said you like me, what if one day you stopped? I will lose you, I will also lose Furin…So don’t tell me not to worry especially if it’s about you.”

The Furin that accepted and acknowledged him, it was all Umemiya’s handiwork. To fail in protecting the town was to disappoint Umemiya, that’s what Sakura believed. And so, if whatever this between the two of them fails, wouldn’t it mean losing a foothold on the place he has grown to call home?

For a moment, only the sound of a wind chime swaying with the wind fills the air.

Then Umemiya breaks out into a hearty laughter, much to Sakura’s confusion.

“You’ve really grown so much, Sakura.” A warm smile paints Umemiya’s face, and somehow, all the tension in Sakura’s shoulders dissipate. “Home, huh. I promise, no matter what, I’ll make sure you’ll feel at home here as well. Alright?”

He dreams of the same green field he has long associated to Furin. But this time, he has his back turned to it. He’s in front of a wooden bridge across a crystal spring stream, leading to another patch of green field, and on the other end is a beckoning hand and a warm smile –

The smell of breakfast wakes Sakura even before his alarm does. He blinks his eyes blearily, his sleepy gaze landing on the wind chime hanging by the window, the rays of sunlight painting a prism on the corner as it hits the glass. It’s too peaceful, too comfortable, it almost feels like an extension of his dream –

But it’s not. And outside this room, another dream-like existence exists.

Knock knock!

“Sakura, you awake?” The door creaks open, and Umemiya’s smiling face completes his morning view, “Breakfast’s ready.”

He’s really going to wake up to this now, huh? Despite himself, Sakura feels a smile on his own lips.

For the first time, he understands what it means for a person to feel like home.

[stolaz-the-artist]

Switched Career AU

I’m aware the name sounds like a sims expansion pack I’ll fix it later

AU info below!

So i got this idea when i was thinking about how younger me misunderstood Alice in the first episode.

I thought that when she said “country boy” she meant he was a cowboy. And i thought this for like a whole year.

And then i thought “What if he was a cowboy?” But thats too easy and boring + They already kinda did that in s4. Not really but close enough (i have enough memes of Cowboy Clay locked an loaded anyway so i think I’ll survive) So i continued thinking and remembered from the Knights code how Clay said a certain sword was easy enough a child could make it. And i just started assuming he must have some knowledge in weapon making. Cuz why not? and also! I didnt neglect the other knights for this project! THATS A FIRST!

I gave them minor redesigns, nothing too mayor but still something. (also all of this is pre-knights academy. So they’re like 15 or sum)

Yet again, just playing with the idea that he works as a blacksmith, providing for him an his brother.

I somehow thought out more for Aaron than Clay??? Big things are happening in Detroit ngl

I have a skit planned with Ruina involved, but more on that later

And for Merlok: guess he just never found him. Or he died. Idk I’ll figure something out later.

Oh and since Merlok couldn’t find him he just kinda grew into his powers, and so did Fletch. They dont know much tho about it and just use it as some sort of minor day to day tool. But they haven’t trained it so its just still kinda uncontrollable at times, remaining heavily linked to emotions. (All of this still in very early development dont come for me)

I have no clue what Aaron’s dad works as but i just made him a fisherman.

Aaron still craves danger, but the danger of fishing (cuz that shit can be real fucking dangerous let me tell ya that-)

He’s still too younge tho, but he can’t stop talking about it, and how much he wish he could join his dad on his boat (He has snuck on on several occasions but turns out hiding under deck during a storm isn’t a good idea. The only reason he stopped was cuz he’d miss out on the fun part regardless) Him and Clay are friends, meeting every now and again when Clay and Fletch come and buy fish from his family.

He’s been very excited about taking over the restaurant, already having a plethora of dishes he wants to make (and eat ofc).

He’s friends with Aaron, given they also buy fish from his family. He’s not very familiar with Clay tho. They’ve been at the fish market at the same time once or twice but barely talked. But they still see each other as friends, just not very close

Macy is still, Macy ig? I’m not sure what to do with her. So i just made King Halbert more chill. She takes several combat classes and planning on becoming a fighting queen if anything.

Her and her family are going on a trip through out the kingdom with the Richmonds. On her end its more of a meet and greet thing, but it’s different for Lance.

OG Lance must be quite jealous. He was sent into the acting industry at a very young age. He thrives in it, taking role after role back to back.

However this next one requieres some sort of reference with the commoners. He joins Macy’s family (Bringing his agent and Dennis with him obv.) as they travel through the country sides of the kingdom. He honestly can’t wait to go home and take a dip in the gold pool.

Idk why this thing kinda makes me sad but oh well, it’s the truth after all.

I am planning on writing this. Like fanfic wise.

But whenever that’ll be out is a mystery.

I haven’t written a fanfic since my wattpad days and AO3 still lowkey scares me.

Also other than Fletch so am i not sure what to do with Ava, Robin or Izzy. So if ya have any ideas, please share, i have no clue.

[quirkle2]

I’ll bite, what about your blue exorcist fic are you excited to share?

OHHBOY YIPPEE

i should preface this with the fact that i've only seen s1 of the show and i don't plan on watching the rest (MAYBE ill read the manga one day. i'm not much of a manga reader tho) i like s1's version of the story. so this is based off of that timeline, i guess

it's basically about yukio finding comfort in the fact that he is very different from his brother bc based on Society most of rin's attributes are "negative" (brash, loud, reckless, easily distracted, a bit stupid sometimes) and most of yukio's attributes are "positive" (focused, ambitious, well-behaved, well-spoken, polite). he takes pride in all that; he Likes that he's the "good" brother. but then he starts paying more attention to rin and seeing how there's good in his "bad" behavior, and he learns that putting values on attributes like yukio (and society) has been doing is.unproductive and harmful.

he mostly sees this through little moments where the twins' opinions on demons differ. yukio is an exorcist, and a very good one, and he feels accomplished when he kills a demon. rin, on the other hand, has started to show that he rly doesn't like killing demons, and he'd rather make friends with them instead. yukio starts listening to rin, starts seeing how gentle he treats these demons, how a simple soft voice can get them to calm a little, and he realizes with absolute horror that rin might be right to not treat them like monsters. and if rin is right about This, that means that like 80% of yukio's identity is wrong.

he defines himself as the guy who exorcises demons to keep his brother safe, as the guy who exterminates pests to make the world better. but then his brother is gentle with them and shows them love and acts genuinely hurt when people call him names just bc he's half demon. yukio is a little late to realize it, but it kinda hits him that he's built his personality off of hating demons, all in the name of keeping a member of said demons safe. his brother is a good person, with complex ins and outs. his brother is also a demon.

some of them are dangerous, yes, but true cross academy has taught generations upon generations of people that exorcising them is the only way to solve that issue. yukio learns, thanks to rin, that that is purely false. just made up lies.

yukio learns to redefine "demon" in his head, not to something horrid, or spiteful, but something neutral, just a thing that is. but boy does he have a crisis abt what that means for him and his entire career, purpose, and future

and !!!!!!!!! IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i treat yukio RIGHT in this fic. i've seen so many fics on ao3 where yukio is just.an asshole. an unlikable, irredeemable, heartless fucking Dickhead and i've HAD it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! up to here‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ idk WHAT the fuck happens in the manga for so much of the fanbase to hate him so badly (there is an entire yukio okumura bashing tag. it'sthat bad guys) but my s1 yukio would fucking never.he would never. am i in the wrong? am i foolish to complain, when i'm the fan that attaches herself to s1 and Nothing Else like a koala and stays there, unwilling to face the fact that s1 yukio is not technically canon yukio? perhaps. maybe i Am in the wrong. but goddammit i rly like s1 yukio oka y

i treat himfucking right. i beat him up and he reacts like he would in s1 canon (dickhead remarks and heartless moments included!!!! they're important!!) but he is NOT a soul-sucking character.he is a traumatized 15 year old who's just trying to protect his brother, even when he's still grappling with what his brother is, and learning to accept it despite how he's been raised. yes he is a bit mean and definitely a hard-ass. but i will make Damn sure that his love for rin bleeds through every other fucking line. because that is Correct and Who Yukio Is.can u tell i feel strongly abt this

also sorry robin for putting u on blast but i saw ur tags and . you🫵.you get it.you understand.

[castor-network]

Important Update:

Posts coming up, scheduling, notes, and a discord server!

There’s a lot to do for this series but here’s what’s going on so far:

Ch.1 Pt.7 of the @captiverse-thesolution ask blog should be out sometime tomorrow (July 31st, CST)

AO3 Ch.1 of “Era of Dust” is being rewritten again for the last 2/3rds before it’ll be in beta reading. (Plans to be posted mid August)

Working on a google site to handle itself like a Wiki & Homepage of sorts for CaptiVerse & it’s content for the series (Should be finished sometime next month)

Intro Video to the Lore stuff on YT should be posted sometime next month (3rd or 4th Week)

More OOC content otw

On another note as well,

In less than a month I will be resuming college, which means I will have less time to focus on the blog or the multiverse itself. Juggling that, college, work, and my personal life & other hobbies can be a bit difficult. I plan to still post something every week or bi-weekly at latest on the blog when I can once college starts though. This will only not happen probably around finals. (Which isn’t till December.)

If you wanna stay tuned tho and get some early sneak peeks at CaptiVerse lore, I recommend stopping by the discord server I talk about it most in & help to mod for. I’ll attach a link for it to it at the very end of this post for anyone who wants to join.

It’s honestly my favorite cause there’s so many UT creators that share their content. So I really do recommend it! :] It’s also run by @hexgleph who is an awesome person y’all should also check out 100%!

Anyways, I will also be working on a proper calendar for when things will be posted so you guys know what to expect and when to expect it all.!

Thanks for reading and I hope y’all enjoy the upcoming content :]

https://discord.gg/wBh3yaDUJP

[henshin-9]

Hello

I wanted to make a little introduction post as my first post here since I know that there was quite a bit of a bot issue in the past, and possibly still is to this day, so I do want to say that I am not a bot XD

I will soon add photos to my profile, but I wanted to do this post first.

I used to be here before, I had several blogs but the most known one was probably my J-Rock blog posting mostly BUCK-TICK and Der Zibet. That old account was nyacchan-3. I also used to have a dream diary on here for those who remember. Some of you might also know me from AO3 as Nyacchan, but I have changed my name there to Nameless_Me. I might change this name again in the future and I might also change my Tumblr name cause I couldn’t really come up with anything so I picked a song title and added my fave number to it. For this new account I will be posting J-Rock again, but maybe also some random things now and then, like reblogging things I come across and like.

Also, since I left social media I left my Discord name on my AO3 profile, yet I forgot about that after a while. I recently got 3 friend invites on Discord from strangers, and since I had forgotten my name was out there I assumed they were bots and denied the requests. If it was you, I am sorry and feel free to now message me here instead.

As I said earlier, I deleted all my social media earlier this year as the constant fandom wars really got on my nerves. The Internet is not a fun place when all you see is people constantly bitching at each other. I wasn’t planning to come back until at least September 2025, but since Issay’s recent passing I have decided to come back early as the memories of him are most easily found on social media. I want to just scroll through places, come across random photos, gifs and videos of him and enjoy the amazing work he has left us with, to remember the amazing person he used to be.

I know I have been complaining a lot about fandoms and fans in the past but I want to let that go now. I left social media to calm down and to… try to become a better person. I don’t want to have anything to do with any drama, I am just here to have a good time and to share the love for my favorite artists.

Feel free to talk to me tho, especially if your interests are the following artists:

BUCK-TICK

Der Zibet

DEAD END

Creature Creature

The Yellow Monkey

Vaniru

Sakurai Atsushi’s solo/side works

ISSAY’s solo/side works

MORRIE’s solo work

and/or Kazuya Yoshii’s solo works

Also feel free to contact me if you play any of the following games and would want to play online cause I don’t like randoms in online games XD:

Payday the Heist

Payday 2

(Also Payday 3 when it comes out cause I know I will be binging that)

Phasmophobia

Demonologist

Ghost Exile

Attack on Titan

Attack on Titan 2

Anyway, since I don’t want to immediately become inactive with posting, I will be posting faves lists from albums. Per album from my favorite artists I will be doing a top 5, top 3, fave song and least fave song. I plan to post these opinions of 1 album per day starting with Der Zibet, as I have been listening to Issay’s work almost non stop since he passed away. Listening to his voice isn’t as easy as it used to be, but I just want to enjoy his amazing voice and remember how much I loved him and always will love him. I don’t want to avoid his work.

Well, I’ll be right back with my opinions. It’s nice to be back and I hope we can all behave and get along now. I guarantee I won’t be causing any trouble :)

Extra: Feel free to message me here if you have any band related questions (of bands mentioned above)

[maple-sheep]

Either a rasbi and Owen fic pr a Owen and magic fic

For the magic fic maybe a punishment type thing?

I don't really have an idea for the rasbi fic tho

So sorry this took so long! I've been busy with planning a trip with my gf and a friend who I share an Ao3 account with. I will respond to asks and messages sometimes but not often during the trip!

Fic below the cut. You can also find this fic on my shared Ao3 account, SongBirdSheep!

Owen was standing near the gate when he saw Magic heading toward the gate. Owen walked over to her. "H, Magic." She jumped slightly. "Hello, Owen… What do you want?" she asked, looking down at the ground. "I want to talk to you about the person on the wall." He said, her eyes widened and she swallowed. "W-what person on the wall..?" She asked, trying to act innocent. "Oh come on Magic. I know you saw it too." She shook her head. "N-no I never saw anyone on the wall." He frowned at her. "Look, we should talk about this. Follow me." He started toward his house, Magic hesitated, she clearly didn't want to talk about it, but she followed anyways.

They went into the house, Owen closed the door behind him. "Now. Tell me what happened." He said, looking at her sternly. Magic bit her lip, she looked around nervously. "I-I don't know what y-you mean." She stuttered out. "Don't lie to me, Magic. You did see that person, and you saw the time change, why are you lying?" He demanded. Magic gulped, she didn't have any excuse for that. "Magic…" He growled, he grabbed her wrist roughly. "No! I seriously didn't see anything!" She tried so struggle away from him, but he had a strong grip. "Stop acting like a child. Tell me." He pulled her closer to him. "I'm-m not lying!" She cried out, tears streaming down her face. "Liar!" He yelled at her, pulling her close to his chest. "Fuck! Stop it!" She screamed as he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed roughly, making her scream in pain when her food hit a bedpost. He quickly undressed her and grabbed some rope, tying her hands together and then to the headboard. He then climbed on top of her. "No! No please!" She cried, tears flowing freely down her face. "Shh…" He whispered, kissing her lips softly. "This will only hurt for a while. Then you can go back to lying to me." He smiled down at her, kissing her cheek. "Please! Don't do this!" She begged, tears still pouring down her face. "Shhh, be quiet."

He trailed a hand down her stomach and pressed two fingers to her clit. "Ah!" She gasped. He began to rub circles on her clit, making her moan loudly. He continued to play with her clit, causing her to moan louder. After a few minutes he stopped. "Ah! Please! Keep going!" She cried, shaking under him. "Why would I stop?" He smirked down at her, leaning down to kiss her again. He slowly slipped a finger inside of her pussy, pumping it in and out of her. She whined, arching her back and pressing against his clothed cock. "Oh my god…" She whimpered, grinding herself against his finger. He pulled it back out and continued to rub her clit while he leaned down and began to lick at her nipples. She struggled against the restraints but she knew she wasn't strong enough to brake out of them. He licked her nipples more aggressively, making her moan louder. He moved his tongue lower, moving to lick her pussy. "Oh my god… Oh my god!" She cried out, shaking under him. He slid another finger inside of her, pumping both of them in and out of her. He licked at her clit faster and faster, making her cum within minutes. He removed his fingers and kissed up her body, stopping to suck on one of her breasts. He continued to suck on it, making her moan. "Oh my god! Please keep doing that!" She begged, whining under him. He sucked harder on it, making her cry out. After a minute he released it and started to bite her neck, he didn't leave any visible marks above the collarbone, but he left purple and black marks on her skin under the collarbone.

He then kissed up her body, revealing his toned body and hard nipples. He leaned down and licked up her body again, stopping to suck on her other breast. He sucked even harder than before, making her moan louder than before. After a couple minutes he stopped sucking on her breasts and leaned down to kiss her. He started to play with her clit again, making her moan even louder than before. After a minute or so she squeezed her legs together as she came.

Owen looked down at it for a moment, trailing his fingers through her cum before wiping his hands on the side of her face. He didn't really give her much time before he went back to rub her clit again. Magic squirmed, the overstimulation hurt. But Owen didn't seem to care, he just kept rubbing her clit. Magic couldn't help but enjoy it, even if she did feel bad about lying to him. After a few minutes he stopped and pulled off his clothes, revealing his large cock. He leaned down and sucked on her tits again, making her moan louder. He took a deep breath and then pressed his cock into her, once he got the tip in he thrusted the rest in with one harsh thrust. Magic screamed out loud, her entire body tensing up. Owen just smiled down at her and then started to pound into her. Magic's screams grew louder and louder as he pounded harder and harder. She wrapped her legs around Owen.

She felt bad for kind of liking this, she shouldn't like it. But… Owen started to play with her clit as he continued to fuck her, making her cum again. Owen slowed down after a few more thrusts, he wanted to make sure she stayed quiet during the whole thing. He continued to fuck her gently, his cock sliding easily in and out of her wet pussy. Magic moaned softly, she loved how gentle he was being now. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She had never been fucked like this before, and it felt amazing. After a few more thrusts he slammed into her one last time, filling her with his hot cum. They laid there for a few moments before Owen finally let go of her. He untied her wrists from the bedposts and got dressed. He then left her to get dressed herself. For a few minutes, she didn't move. She just laid there. She was tempted to just fall asleep, but she didn't know if Owen would let her sleep in his bed. She sat up and got dressed.

[freedom-of-speech333]

The Letters I write by Frredom_of_speech333 on ao3

Summary:

Shoto ran away from home and works at a barista at the nearby coffeeshop. He lives in a ten mile perimeter, away from prying hero eyes. He’s quite fine with his life until he meets Izuku. He wants to protect him, to be by him, to shared in the green haired’s joy and sorrows. This is the story of Shoto opening up his walls as he falls in love, told in letters to his dead brother.

Dear Touya,

    I nearly died today. Or, well, I think I did. 

I was on my way to work when a large woman with long blonde hair and green eyes bumped into me. She was having a bad day and threatened to ‘crush my skull’ if I didn’t pay her for wasting her time. I forget my wallet at home. I think I had a panic attack because I started breathing heavy and woke up looking at a shining sun of messy green hair and emerald eyes.

 His name is Izuku Midorya. After I passed out he stepped in and…. Somehow got me out. He won’t explain how. He must have used his quirk. I won’t tell on him though, he saved my life. And he’s cute. 

Still Alive,

Shoto T.

•••••••

Dear Touya, 

   I saw him again today. He showed up at the coffee shop and ordered a double expresso mint extreme, no foam.  He has a new bruise on his jaw and an infected cut on his third knuckle, right hand. 

  I put my number on his cup and asked him to call me if he gets hurt again. His face, was interesting. It turned all red and he started spluttering. He might have high blood pressure from the coffee. I tell him that when he calls.

Sincerely,

Shoto T.

••••••

Dear Touya,

   Midorya texted me. I invited him over but he said we should take it ‘slow’. Why would he want to wait to fix his injuries? Is he afraid it will hurt? We scheduled to meet at the park for a picnic lunch. I suggested the bench by the tree. It’s above ground, visible, and I can hide in the nearby crowd if He shows up. 

   I packed some soba, sauce, and a few fishcakes. Do you think he likes fish? You never did but I think he might enjoy it.

Sincerely,

Shoto T.

•••••••

Dear Touya,

   Midorya is quirkless. He always wanted to be a hero but wasn’t allowed to attend hero schools. He doesn’t have a home and lives on the streets. His face looks sad when he talks about his mom and lights up when you mention all might. 

  He saw me that day because he had been on the lookout for Miss Kim, the lady who assaulted me. She’s a big boss around here who makes a living off of newcomers. Midorya has been intercepting her and helping people.

   I think he’s great for helping people, but he doesn’t seem to care about his own well being. He had two cuts above his eyebrow, several bruises that will need time to heal, and his arm was dislocated. He didn’t say anything when I relocated his arm, which is concerning. How do I help him more? 

Frustrated,

Shoto T.

••••••

Dear Touya, 

We met up after work today. He came up to the counter and asked ‘how the most handsome person in the world is doing?’. I thought it was weird because he could have asked himself, but he said he was fine. His face became red again tho.

   We chatted about our days and I told him about Endeavor. I want him to trust me, and to like me. Honesty is the foundation of any relationship. At least, that’s what the internet says. Besides, I have several plans if he… but Midorya is different. 

  He cares. Too much I think. 

Sincerely,

Shoto T.

••••••••

Dear Touya,

   Midorya has been visiting me after work for a week now. It’s, nice. He even offered to walk to the store with me. I usually order online because it goes past the local heroes daily route.

   It was nice, we went through a couple alleyways to avoid detection and I got some fresh food. I forgot what apples tasted like. Too bad they don’t ship apples.

   I invited Midorya to spend the night. He was walking on a sprained ankle. I covered it with an ice pack and wrapped him up. He is asleep on the mat right now. I’m writing in the bathroom so the light won’t wake him up. 

 I wonder what he thinks about my ‘studio’. I don’t do art but that’s what it’s called. Midorya likes katsudon. I’ll make him some for breakfast.

 Your Brother,

Shoto T.

•••••

Dear Touya,

   It’s nice living with Izuku. And frustrating. He keeps pushing me to expand my three block traveling distance and visit another city. Traveling brings attention I don’t want, can’t he see that? But I understand why. The cherry blossoms were beautiful and the crowds actually hid us from any watchful eyes. 

  Izuku loves going on dates, even if it’s just a few candles and bowl of ramen. Oh, and we are dating now. I should have started with that.

  Touya, I’m concerned. He continues to help people, even when he is hurt. It’s hard to see him in pain, but he seems to enjoy it. Knowing he made someone else’s day better, I mean. He reminds me of you, and that scares me. Because your dead, and I want him alive.

 Sincerely,

Shoto T.

••••••••

Dear Touya,

   Izuku didn’t come home yesterday. I can’t call the police because they’ll bring me back to him. And his boss flipped me off when I asked him today. 

   I’m scared. What do I do?

Sincerely,

Shoto T.

————-

Knock-knock

   Shoto got up from the mat and peered thru the eyehole of his door. His breath caught in his throat as he pulled it open. 

   Izuku was covered in blood, supported by a badly burned raven haired man with familiar blue eyes.

   ‘Touya?’ The raven haired man grunted in reply as he pushed his way in and lowered Izuku onto the tatami mark. 

   ‘Great pick in partner little sho’, got some brains, this one.’ Touya sighed and looked at Shoto, who was still frozen by the door, stunned. ‘That was sarcasm, come here, and close the door.’

   Shoto quickly shut the door, checking that it was locked, before scrambling next to Izuku with the med kit.

   Izuku’s arms were broken and bruises danced all over his body. The blood was coming from a cut on his lip and one on his leg that was deep enough to put his finger into.

   Opening the kit, Shoto got to work bandaging Izuku up and creating ice to soothe his wounds.

  Touya sat back and watched as his brother to care of the dumbass who he loved. 

   ‘You really like him, hmm?’ Shoto looked up at Touya, lines of tears running down his face.

   ‘I thought you were dead.’ Shoto said. 

   ‘We’ll, you sure wrote a lot of letters to a dead person.’ Shoto blinked in surprise, he left the letters at the cherry tree in the park. He always assumed some squirrel was grabbing them away. 

   ‘You read them? Why didn’t you talk to me, write back?’ 

   Touya looked out the window, a beautiful view of a brick wall. ‘I’ve been in hiding too. You know what he’s like. Besides, you wouldn’t have accepted my help if you knew it was me.’ 

 Shoto’s brows furrowed. ‘What help?’ 

 ‘Your boyfriends alive, isn’t he? Your not the best hider you know. Endeavors not the only one who wants you. Plenty of villains fancy you have a high random.’ Touya looked back a Shoto, a smile stretching his scars.

  ‘I’m glad you got away. You made a pretty good life for yourself.’ Touya stood up and walked towards the door. ‘I wanted to be a hero, and it killed me. Now I just want to fix what father broke. My family. You should answer Fuyumi, she misses you.’

And with that he walked out the door. Leaving Shoto to tend to Midorya. And text his sister.

————-

Dear Touya, 

   Thank you. Fuyumi misses you too. And Izuku says he would love to meet you, when he’s not passed out. Maybe we can meet up sometime. You know where to leave a reply. 

Sincerely,

Shoto T.

[serenanymph]

author ask tag game

tagged by @scribbling-stardust! you can find her post here. putting this whole thing under the cut because boy is it Long. as for the tag... uh whoever I've tagged below who wants to hop in ig (no pressure tho!!)

What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it? Honestly my themes kind of grow from the story instead of the other way around, but overall I'd say it's something along the lines of discrimination and how dangerous hate can be. (<< sounds cool, has no idea how she's going to actually write this) But I will say there's a lot of like - mini themes in it too, because each character has their own issues and needs to learn different things to grow. Stuff about communication, about self-care, about finding yourself, about courage, etc etc. Very scattered, ik.

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)? I'd say there's a lot of like?? Mythological creatures?? Y'know the classics like vampires and werewolves and selkies and what not. And then I just. Turn it all on its head. All the myths of them still exist in-universe - they're just wildly inaccurate because humans have been passing the stories down for decades. In actuality, Beasts are much more different. (Also and this is rather embarrassing to admit, but I've been stealing aHeM taking inspiration for characters from all of the media I've been watching. Which is. Mostly anime. Plus some worldbuilding details from fanfic aus I've thought up.)

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person? Honestly? I have no idea. As of now, he's mostly trying to survive. I think the issue with Crys is that largely he's not someone who actually has a goal he wants to achieve?? The growth he experiences is not a thing he really decides he wants, but more something he needs, which the narrative basically has to drag him into. As for me... mostly I just want to write my stories and have them reach someone somewhere. It's probably the same for a lot of us who share those stories.

How many chapters is your story going to have? No idea. 40-something?? 50??? I always underestimate my end wordcount and my chapters vary wildly in length.

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it? Original content!! I've been thinking about tweaking some stuff in Crow Wings (book 1) after I've finished first drafting Witch's Book (book 2), then I'll probably throw it up on ao3 and maybe simultaneously post it here.

When and why did you start writing? Sometime when I was a kid I think?? I'm pretty sure I was vaguely upset and bored and then I just picked up a pencil and started going at it. It was titled 'Survival' and it was basically a ripoff of I Am Number Four, littered with grammar and spelling mistakes, and all the cringefail, mary sue tropes small me could think up. I kid you not, the main character was named Emma, she had blond hair and blue eyes, and she was so good at fighting she was better at it then boys, even. Gasp!! Color me surprised!!!!! Anyway I still have it with me due to nostalgia reasons but it is hidden in my drawer under my bed where the light of day will never reach. Don't judge me, I was like nine.

Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow? We're all friends here and we're all still learning, so don't be afraid to share your work!! Something you feel might not be "good enough" is a story someone out there will love - and take it from a person with low self-confidence, your writing's often not as bad as you think! :D (also c'mon. it can't be worse than what nine-year-old me thought up.) As for writers... well I am following a lot of people but I'm just gonna tag a few of my mutuals. There's @lyssa-ink (my first ever writeblr mutual!!! she does fantasy with a lot of immortals, fae and court politics), and also @reneesbooks (go check out lacuna. birdie is adorable and jack is so funny to me). Also @macabremoons (vampires. lots of vampires. also super fun to talk to!!!), @sidhewrites (love graveyard lesbians. kaz is an absolute disaster and lucy is just so!!!), and @loopyhoopywrites (the Ex-Quest is peak comedy. every excerpt I read leaves me wheezing). I don't talk as much with @space-writes, @e-klair, @sapphos-scientist or @squarebracket-trick, but they're all lovely, talented writers and I really appreciate that they let me yell about Beast at them!!! There's also @scribbling-stardust (one of my most recent moots. her oc dahlia and my oc dahlia are literally twins. it's hilarious). Lastly, closing off with @allianaavelinjackson, who isn't very active on tumblr but is nonetheless always available to brainstorm (read: listen to me go insane) over Beast. Love ya <3

[astorytotellyourfriends]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by @magicalrocketships, thank u pal! 💛

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

252 😅😅

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

3,190,822 😅😅😅😅

3. What fandoms do you write for?

i tend to stick to one fandom at a time, so for now i'm writing hellcheer for stranger things, but in the past i've written for: 1d, julie and the phantoms, shadowhunters, 911, and young royals! (some of those were just one-offs tho)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

can't help falling in love with you (1d - narry)

keep me up all night (jatp - peterpatter)

tell me how to feel about you now (1d - louis/harry)

if we don't leave this town (we might never make it out) (stranger things - hellcheer)

damn bitch are you okay (julie and the phantoms - multi/prompt collection)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

yes! i try to respond to every comment i get, tho sometimes i don't reply to ones that are like replies to my previous comments bc that gets to be too much. i also moderate all my comments so i tend to delete the ones that are rude (which truthfully i do not get a lot of, which is nice!)

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh without a doubt that's always have & i always will. i set out to write a very sad fic and that's exactly what i did.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i'd say this could apply to pretty much every other one of my fics bc i do prefer a happy ending since isn't that what we're mostly all here for??? happy endings for our blorbos???

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i have in the past. it's part of the reason why i started moderating comments. i simply don't understand why someone would take time out of their day to read something when they usually know they aren't going to like it before they've even started, and then take MORE time to write a nasty comment to someone who shared their work FOR FREE. go be miserable somewhere else, thank you!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes! all kinds, i suppose. i'm not really sure what that second question means.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i don't think AUs count as crossovers so ... no? i once had an idea for a 1d/teen wolf crossover a million years ago but that never really made it out of my head much less onto ao3. once upon a time i also had an idea for a jatp/hellcheer crossover ... that could maybe still happen.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

yes. someone once reposted several jatp fics of mine to fucking wattpad (derogatory) and only deleted them after i commented on every. single. one. calling them out for it. wattpad did fucking nothing.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no, but i've had a couple people ask over the years.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! so far i think the only one that's ever been posted is the only thing i want (when one drop hits my mouth) with my dear friend @cunnninghams, but many fics have been brainstormed over the years with grand plans of one day being written! (the omfd s2 we dreamed up lives on in our hearts if not our memories @magicalrocketships)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

how DARE u ask me this i refuse to answer on principle.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

ughhhh i don't want to say i'll never finish it but we're edging towards a year since i last updated i roll 'til i change my luck and i just have zero will to go back to it. but! i really don't want to delete it either so we'll just have to wait and see :(

16. What are your writing strengths?

i take very great pride in my dialogue. my sister read one of my works recently and complimented my dialogue and i was all 🥰🥰🥰 over it. i've also had multiple people compliment my ability to write scenes well enough that they can see/hear them in their heads and i absolutely love that because that's exactly how i write!! i have a very vivid imagination and it takes a lot of effort to try and get it right on the page.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

BREVITY.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

english is bad enough i don't need to be stupid in another language.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

once upon a time i wrote self-insert lotr rpf fic that will never, ever see the light of day (shut up i was like eleven) BUT the first fic i actually posted for other people to read (which has subsequently been deleted from internet existence) was a bandom fic specifically about simple plan lmfao

20. Favorite fic you've written?

oh, that's so hard. if i'm going by fandom, for 1d it's these four walls and me bc that fic has a piece of my soul forever. for jatp, it's a tie between coping and stubborn, selfish, easily jealous (the former because it helped soothe the sting of the show getting cancelled, and the latter because i love my stupid fucked up boys who can't get their shit together to say i love you). and for stranger things, it's if we don't leave this town (we might never make it out) because i had the most wonderful time writing it and i'm so glad so many people felt so deeply connected to the story.

wow that was a lot so i'm passing along this enormous task to @cyraclove, @gorgeousgreymatter-x, @medusasfinalgirl, and @staceymcgillicuddy

[fizzypunks]

hi everyone :) its been a moment since ive been on here, but ive certainly not forgotten it. i've been v busy and life picked up since the pandemic, which was the time i got back into writing, into fic in general, and i really miss that feeling bc god knows its definitely not 2020 any more. very odd. but that does bring me to my next steps, because i miss this blog, and i miss writing, a lot. so, house keeping notes:

i miss this blog but i feel like i want something that feels lighter, so i've officially moved over to @daizedream which is now my writing blog. it's not primarily 18+ content but i obviously do write content like that from time to time, so i ask that you follow and interact only if you're 18+. thank you!!

that means my ao3 is now also changed names, and you can find me there as daizedream ~ links from my posts are now broken because of that, but we are the same ppl and is confirmed in ao3 bios.

i have written a handful of things over the past two-ish years, but i havent yet started on some passion projects that have been sitting in my brain for a good near-3 years now, and im happy to say im going to be working on those soon :>

ive written for a lot of niche and rare pairs/ideas/etc and i really appreciated the support and the sense of community that came from those stories, so im actually really excited to say that i have a lot of ideas for those niche/rare pairs, and im planning on writing and completing them next year ~ shikaneji lives rent free in my head and it's been way too long since they've made it out of my head. i have a little fandom list on my other blog tho so i'll be writing for those fandoms too

i am on break now bc im back in school, so it's going to be a bit slow going next year for some projects, esp the big chaptered one that needs planning, but i am hopeful and excited for the short stories/oneshots that i wanna work on and share. school and work dictate the pace of these things, im afraid, so i cant guarantee consistancy

anyways, this is really long and i had to blow off the dust on this blog to even use it but if youve read this far then thank u very much, it means a lot to me, and i wanted to update because i really do miss the community and the writing and the indulgence of way back when, and i just wanted to pop back in and say it. thanks! happy holidays! and please stay warm, its a cold one this winter ~

see you over at daized ~

[teecupangel]

Hi there!! I haven’t been in reading ac fic for a few months (I got very burned out, and I had low spoons and the only thing my brain could concentrate on was my fav movie, Tron: Legacy, so I watched that 20 times and then went through the Entire Ao3 Tag, front to back, back to front, I think I’ve read all of it at this point), but!! Today I started to slowly get caught up on your fics. I am now up to date on Eagle of Alamut and absolutely I am in love with it so so so much. I just. Ugh. Everything about it is so good. (I also love that you have it tagged as probably not a slow burn and it’s 60k+ and they haven’t met yet lmao. It’s a slow burn, but not because they are dancing around each other but cause they haven’t met yet lmaoooo).

I then read The Assassin, The Ghost, and The Heir, which was. Really good lol. I haven’t played GoT yet (I want to tho), and so I think the characters where a bit hard to follow for me personally, but I love all the moments with Darim and Desmond, and I loved Darim’s pov a lot.

And I’m probably gonna put Beloved Moon on my kindle to read, tomorrow?? Or maybe tonight who knows, I am in a reading mood, and my insomnia has been acting up so I’d probably have an update for you at like. 3 am lmao. (You might not remember me, but I was that anon who read The King, and the entirety of fiat mihi in one day, back before it had Altair’s pov chapter. So yeah. I read Fast. Oof).

I am, right now tho, rereading The Second cause it’s one of my all time favorite fics ever. And then I might reread Project Eurydice, cause those are also some of my favorites of all time, lol. A lot of your fics are on my favorites list 😅🥰

Ahhh, anyway, all this to say thank you for making such amazing fics!! I love them all so much, my favorite trope is time travel fix it, and you always do it so well <3 <3 <3 I’m also just giddy that my dumb adhd brain is letting me read AC fic again, and I guess I wanted to share, oof. Sorry for rambling at you, and I hope your week goes well!! 🖤🖤🖤

I’m glad you’re feeling better and please focus on your health first. My fics will always be there for you whenever you feel it. :)

Oh man, the ‘slow burn’ in Eagle of Alamut. Yeeeeaahhh… I’ve had comments about how it should count as a slow burn already. XD

I still remember I read one that was like: ‘this is hardcore slow burn, other slow burns wish they were this slow, and slow burn goals’ and I’m like “It’s… I mean… it’s not like I’m sure yet just how fast and how hard Altaïr is gonna fall in this one but… uuuhhh…”

I promise, if it takes a while for Altaïr to fall, I’ll change the tag to “holy shit it is slow burn i’m so sorry” XD

(But, teecup, when will Altaïr appear?) Uuuhhh… I might… be planning to do it… in a specific special date? Maaayybbeeee???

I’m glad you enjoyed The Assassin, The Ghost, and The Heir, I really enjoyed writing Darim’s POV and his interactions with Desmond (if you can, you should play GoT. It’s a really good game… although I don’t have any leg to stand on with my opinion since I grew up watching Kurosawa Akira films so the bias is definitely there. Even the PS4 version is so beautiful. If you can’t though, watching let’s play with or without comments is an alternative you can look into :) It’s very old timey samurai movie vibe).

Oh man, then I hope you enjoy quickly reading all the fics you haven’t read yet, hahahaha.

Aaawww, I’m so happy to read that and it always makes me smile knowing you guys reread the fics I write. The Second is probably one of my personal favorite Yew Branches but that’s mainly because it’s the first one I wrote and I had so much fun writing Desmond getting such a loving family. (Also, I’m a sucker for Darim and Desmond interactions of any kind XD)

Oh, man. Project Eurydice. Ngl, Old Master is still one of my favs mainly because it’s a 50k fic all posted in one chapter and it’s the only fic that AO3 was like “hey, dude, I know you’re trying to update but I can’t, there’s too much, you’ll be seeing this error-try again later page a lot, sorry, man”. It’s the main reason why any fics that exceed 30k get the multichapter fic treatment. (sometimes, I do still think if it should be better if I edit it to be multichaptered instead). I had hoped to write a new fic set on that one around Ratonhnhak��:ton’s birthday but April was… well… March and April were not cooperating with me this year. Maybe some other time. We’ll see XD

Feel free to ramble all you want here in my ask box or even in AO3. I always try to answer them with a bit of a ramble of my own XD

[glynnisi]

Just for fun, I'll answer some of these questions. My Stories at AO3

-I feel awkward about a few of my fics, but not really embarrassed. I still can't believe I wrote a sex pollen fic, but I'm pretty proud of that story and like how it came out.

-Most interactions between Steve Rogers & Darcy Lewis put me in my feels. ShieldShock is still my OTP. :)

-Several of my ShieldShock fics make me smile. They're a happy pairing. 'Love Machine', 'Figure Drawing Fantasy', 'Soulmate Jackpot' all make me giggle here and there.

-Mean to readers? Of course. Not much. But I did leave things on a cliffhanger in 'Riding Out the Day's Events' at least once just to check and see if anyone was still reading. It worked...

-@mcgregorswench generously and kindly beta read many of my fics

-common things in my fics? I apparently like for Steve & Darcy to 'shimmer' into a first kiss and then get more heated. ;) I often use Tony as a source of conflict. Darcy shares my appreciation of Steve's body. I usually characterize Bruce like he was in The Avengers 2012 movie (never like in AoU).

-My wildest ride has to be 'Riding Out the Day's Events'. It took a year+ to write and is over 380k words. It's my fave thing I've written, one that really got under my skin.

-Ugh, compliment my writing? Um... I imply a fair amount of sexual tension and desire and I feel like I've gotten better over time.

-I am totally in love with first kiss fics. Falling in love is amazing! :)

-I ALWAYS listen to music while I write. I've used lyrics in fics. Shoot. The first ShieldShock I wrote 'Drive By (not just a)' was completely inspired by a Train song. I like a variety of music. We recently saw a bluegrass concert (NOT my usual thing) and I've been playing a few of the songs we heard a lot. The Punch Brothers' 'Magnet', 'Julep', and 'Familiarity.'

-I've used 'Hemingway.app' to help me edit some. It helps me clear up hard-to-read sentences, reminds me to avoid passive voice, etc.

-I have MANY fics I've started and abandoned. I have trash folders. I have fics that I write in protest/rage that would get flamed (healthy to vent to myself). I have 'bits' I've written that I throw to the trash folders. Heh. Yes.

-IRL people... hubs knows I write fic. He doesn't read it. One of my besties has read a few of my stories. She's interested to know 'that different side' of me. ;)

-Sweetest fic- probably 'Darcy Lewis and the Nearly-Virgin Birth'. I was set to maximum FLUFF with that one.

-I almost never drink alcohol and write. usually drink water, Diet Coke, Coffee, Hot tea

-I present as an adult, lol. So, sure. My characters want to have sex sometimes. My most NSFW fics are 'Craving' (Steve gets sex pollened) and 'Mistletoe, Doll' (it got one of the best comments EVER, complimenting descriptions and saying it read like an oral pleasure how-to guide), 'A Taste', and I guess 'Happy Birthday (... reasons to have sex)' tho that's an earlier fic and I wasn't comfortable writing nsfw then. That's why I took up the challenge, to improve. 'Riding Out the Day's Events' has sex scenes since it's mostly a relationship fic, but rated M. I'm tame compared to many, but it gets NSFW sometimes.

-I've written a lot of my stories late at night after my husband and kids go to bed and I have time to myself.

-I've always wanted to write. My first shared fanfic was for a Jane Austen fandom after the Firth/Ehle 1995 miniseries of Pride & Prejudice. Lovely fandom community that gave me many lifelong friends. :)

-Comments? They're like oxygen. I love them. Feedback is... a mixed bag. I write fic for fun, volunteering my time and effort. I have had Betas redirect me and encourage me and... discourage me, too, and that is with me ASKING them for concrit. I don't like to feel attacked. Unsolicited, mean concrit can put me off writing for months or years.

-I'll get to soft-dom territory, but will never write 'Daddy kink.'

-I don't plan to open commissions.

-I do research for my stories. Sometimes it's fun and educational (i.e. trying to learn astrophysics terms or names of battle tactics or slang terms of the 1930s & 40s).

-My most popular fic, per Kudos & Bookmarks, is 'Riding Out the Day's Events'. My short story collection, 'Rapid Imaginings' has a lot of bookmarks and subscriptions now.

-I have written for many holiday gift fic exchanges. I still write a ShieldShock story each Christmas. I've written ShieldShock at Halloween and Valentine's Day and July 4 (supposedly Steve's birthday).

-People made some good guesses here and there in 'Riding Out the Day's Events.' Since about 2/3 of it before I started posting, I tried to include foreshadowing/continuity/things that made sense.

-I ADORE fan art of my stories. I treasure it. :) People did a few things for me for Riding Out- a darling sketch of Darcy all dolled up and a lovely photo manip. YUM! :)

-I have 38 ShieldShock entries at Ao3. There are 2 of my old West Wing fics that migrated from another site to Ao3. I have 19 stories at the Derbyshire Writer's Guild (Jane Austen fic site). I have 2 other stories at Fanfiction.net (a Criminal Minds fic and an HP gen fic fr Ginny's POV)

-I've done both outline & seat of pants. My only abandoned (so far) WIPS lack outlines... hmm... Someone I no longer follow once said you should start from the ending and work back. I need to do that more.

-real life has been crazy for several years. I've recently returned to Tumblr & ShieldShock. I've been writing something I doubt I'll ever share online. It's to wake me up to writing again. I've been consolidating some drabbles into 'Rapid Imaginings' from my Tumblr archive, not wanting them lost. I suspect I'll write/upload something new there first.

-Just write. Whether you publish or upload or just write for yourself, write. Like I said in earlier questions, a plan is beneficial (an ending, an outline). But, just write.

-My comfort characters are Darcy Lewis and Steve Rogers, ShieldShock from MCU fandom. They have never met in the movies. They are my non-canon OTP because they would be perfect for each other and scorching hot together, too. :) They would make each other happy. I love to write both of them. I think she's more awesome than she knows. I think Steeb forgets he's not a runt anymore.

-Imma skip a few cuz I'm sleepy now. :)

-I wish I could earn money writing... and be proud of my work.

-I love to interact with readers and have developed some nice online friendships that way over the years. :)

Anyway, this is just another example of me whistling in the dark. good night, tumblr

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

🍷 Do you drink and write?

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

💖 What made you start writing?

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

📈 How many fics do you have?

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

💞 Who's your comfort character?

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

💥 How do you feel about criticism?

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

[silverflqmes]

it’s the coolest, the best ship for a reason!

that's really good i need to start doing that too procrastinate so bad 😭. omg sending major hugs, you got this. professors with their daily five-six assignments ugh. of course and STAR WARS (the sefikura fic you were writing popped into mind IMMEDIATELY) taste i swear you have the best taste in every single thing

NOO TRULY THEY ARE THE BEST WORKS TO EXIST!! YAYYY I CANT WAIT TO READ THEM ALL. also reminder to not rush yourself for works especially since you’re back in school. FOR REAL DOJA AND HER SONGS

-🎐

IT RLLY IS, PLS SQUARE I BEG OF YOU- I IMPLORE YOU, GIVE US SEFIKURA!!!!!

i feel you i procrastinate so much. but im so scared to fall behind🥹 so ive been trying to be a good noodle.. it really helps to have a weekly planner tbh! i started one bc i uh accidentally bought an agenda that starts in 2025.. but it’s really nice actually! helps me keep track and doesn’t stress you as much when you see a smaller lists of tasks for the week; also — you can calculate free time too! ahajahejd sending hugs your way too, i managed to finish thankfully!! AND UHM SIX ASSIGNMENTS??? SHEESH THAT IS A LOT BUT YOU CAN DO IT!!🫶

oml off topic but I HAD SUCH A PANIC WHEN AO3 WAS FUCKING DOWN THE OTHER DAY LITERALLY JUST RUINED MY NIGHTLY SEFIKURA READING SESSION AUJASGJDCWJ

AH RIGHT THE STAR WARS FIC!! I AM PLANNING ON WORKING ON THAT AGAIN TODAY HOPEFULLY! IM GOING TO BE WRITING W SOME FRIENDS AT A RESTAURANT!! BUT AHEKWHEJDJFK THANK YOU🥹 MY TASTE IS ALL OVER AND ITS HARD TO FIND PPL W SIMILAR INTERESTS SO IM HAPPY TO HEAR YOU SHARE SIMILAR<33

AINT NO WAY KAYAKWEHKS ANON IF YOU HAVE WORKS I MUST SEE SO I CAN REFUTE THAT STATEMENT🫡 ah- i’ll do my best… ive been ok i think with avoiding burnouts, IM HOPING IT STAYS THAT WAY BC PPL KEEP SAYING HOW YOU LOOK LIKE ABSOLUTE HELL WHEN THE SEMESTER IS OVER😭 but i will do my best to keep myself in check, YOU TOO THO!!

[bardofavon]

Hi Meg!

I read your post about comments (finally), and you did not dissapoint at all!

I've been on ao3 for almost five years now, three with an account, and I've related so hard with your post.

To be honest, I've never had the experience of some author call me rude before, but even then, there's always this anxiety present whenever I comment with an unknown author for the first time. It's as you said, very hard to phrase every comment so that it can't be missinterpreted, especially since, in my case, I'm a very abrasive person, and often agressive when fond of somebody.

It's true that some people just post their works in ao3 for themselves, I've encountered a few so far, but in those cases they stated their stance on comments since the beggining (one of them hated having to answear comments), so I never had a problem with that, nor did the other readers.

Even then, I always make a point of (idk if that's how you say it in english but-) commenting in works I like with few to zero comments, and the positive feedback i get from them is honestly so endearing. I comment more in small, less known works, rather than large, widely known, or simply complete works, because they rarely get to the author.

That's why commenting in your work is something I love so much. It's not rare for me to get incredibly attached to my favourite authors, and so far, I've managed to befriend almost all of you. Plus, even if I don't comment anything very coherent you always answear with some juicy insight of the chapter, and reading your response to other comments is always such a reward (giggling manically as you uncover little details of your train of thought).

Anyways, the last chapter was great, and yes, I did get some rest. Gotta go back to planning cities tho. (I'm in the verge of throwing the geo exam out of the window to read the inspired works of your works)

See ya soon dearest <333

HEEELLLLOOOOOO THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

you know i always have opinions and you know i will always be sharing them very loudly. I'm honestly glad you haven't had the experience of an ao3 author calling you rude because some of the notes on that post of experiences people have had make me sad, and your comments are always so kind and thoughtful. i think of how much i would miss out on if someone misinterpreted you in a way that made you feel like you didn't want to comment anymore. THEN WHAT WOULD I DO???

but yeah, crafting a comment should NOT be as hard as actually writing a story. you should be able to send your thoughts to me unfiltered without having to overanalyze your phrasing in every little bit of it to make sure i won't take it weird. the moment commenting starts to feel like a chore instead of a gift is the moment there's a problem.

in a similar vein, i LOOOVVVEEE responding to comments. it's like a little treat for me after a long day. sometimes i enjoy responding to comments as much as i enjoy writing the actual fic (so the mindset of 'i hate having to respond to comments' is so weird to me lol) AND YOU GET FRIENDS OUT OF IT!!! I GET PEOPLE TO BOOP!!! i treat the comments section as like, director dvd commentary. i can share things that wouldn't have come up in the text bc of the pov but that i still want people to know, i can clarify things, etc. it's rewarding!!! and i love that people read my comments to other people, too, it's just another reason why it's worth it to keep doing that.

ANYWAY get back to planning cities!!!!!!! take your geo exam!! be responsible!! i'm proud of you!

[flydotnet]

How Not to Handle an Illness At School 101

WHUMPTOBER 2023, DAY 15: “I don't need you to help me I can handle things myself.” Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

Day 15 was always going to be MatsuYoshi, I knew that, considering those two are professionals at pulling the "I'm fine (isn't actually fine)" spiel, to a nauseating degree considering how few times Yoshiko appears yet has managed to pull it off screen for months. Also, you know I had to do it to 'em.

What I hadn't planned on was setting this in an HSAU flashback fic. Truth be told, it's not purely out of serendipity: it's also due to some very emotional reasons linked to a recnnt terrorist attack that targeted a former school of mine. I originally had a whole-ass wall of text about it, but at the end of the day… this fic isn't a memorial, it's just a silly AU funky soccer manga fanfiction, and I don't want to take away from that. This fic is motivated by a will for this school I truly care so much about not just be a place of tragedy and I want it to be seen as such.

My thoughts and prayers to the victims, their loves ones, and current students and staff of Gambetta High. Shout-out to my profs at Carnot.

So, uhm, yes, the funny fanfiction about HSAU Hikaru and Yoshiko being who they are! Can't forget about the original stake at hand! They're in their second year of prep class, there.

In terms of HSAU Lore, this fic somehow introduces both Jeanne Mouchon, one of Hikaru and Yoshiko's former classmate, and Mr Moinot, who was mentioned in… I don't remember, actually. I think it was either We All Gotta Start Somewhere or the first chapter of "Promotion to Parent". Most likely the former. Anyway, he's 'karu and Yoshi's old lit prof! And absolutely not an OC I already have who's also kind of maybe based on my own former lit prof.

Also, slight reminder of culture and stuff: grades are given out 20, some students have scholarships as in they get money to do studies because they're otherwise dirt-poor, and we're in France.

It's a little half-baked, but I didn't get a lot of time to work on it, so it'll have to do for now. I may go back and edit it later.

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How Not to Handle an Illness At School 101

aka: Pinmontagne, Or The Reason Why "Febris" and "February" Share a Latin Root

Summary: People don't always think it through before they try to push through illnesses. Or: asking a nineteen-year-old to have clear-cut priorities may be a lot to ask, sometimes.

Fandom: It's your friendly neighbourhood French high school AU (actually it's Captain Tsubasa, but very, very removed)

Word Count: 1.7K words

AO3 version available here.

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It’s only seven in the morning and Jeanne is already silently telling him he’s a big-ass idiot, in that way only her can do.

“What?” He asks, still mixing in the cheap cocoa powder into his bowl of just as cheap warm milk.

“What, what?” She asks back, an eyebrow corked. “Be more precise, man. I don’t speak Pinmontagne as far as I know.”

She’s absolutely trying to get a reaction out of him – which he will not grant her.

“You’re lookin’ at me funny. What’s your problem with me?”

She immediately cringes.

“Geese Louise, you’re so snappy today! Tho I guess I asked for it.” She regains a serious expression, perhaps too serious. “You look a bit, uh… bad. God, uh, I don’t know how I phrased it when I emailed FM about that, but you look like that.”

The laugh he tries to level at her accusation turns into a coughing fit.

“You’re not accusing me of having pneumonia now?” He still tells her. “Cuz that’s what Moinot had back then, no?”

Her expression doesn’t get lighter and he hates that oh so very much.

“Maybe not pneumonia, but like, dude, you sound like shit.” She frowns. “You’re not gonna attend class like that, right?”

He clears his throat before he can talk again. His voice is already a shitshow, better not wake any suspicions among his classmates now.

“It’s just some stupid cold that won’t go away. Tryin’ to get excused outta class sounds like a much bigger chore.”

“I mean… Yeah, you’re right, but like…” Her eyes grow wide. “Wait, didn’t you have an oral with Moinot today?”

“Yeah, I do.” He coughs again, shit. “What did you pick for yours?”

“Oh, I chose Notre-Dame de Paris, that seemed – hey, don’t change the topic!!”

He shrugs.

“Same, actually.” His nose’s starting to get too clogged for oxygen’s good faith. “I, uh, don’t jive with Ernaux much. Not in text commentary at least.”

“I don’t think you should jive with any author today, dude.”

“My scholarship doesn’t say the same.”

“Just… Go to a doctor, dude, or Yoshiko’s gonna get on your case. You wouldn’t worry her, right?”

“Fuck you,” he replies with a chuckle.

“I was being serious, y’know.”

He sighs, his chest wheezing as he does. Maybe the Moinot comparison wasn’t that inaccurate…

“I’ll be fine.”

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“I tell you, I’m fine,” he tells his girlfriend for the third time today. To say geography class hasn’t even started – not just that, the prof isn’t even here yet.

Still, he knows it’s just bravado because, yeah, his scholarship doesn’t handle missed classes well, and he needs it. And, also, worrying her is a crime… even if he isn’t sure of his modus operandi anymore. It does sound like it’s doing the opposite thing it should be doing.

“But, Hikaru… You’ve been sick for the past week. It doesn’t seem to have gotten better either…”

“Colds can be like that, y’know” he replies with as much of a smile as he can muster. “But are you fine, Yoshiko? You’ve not been catching it from me, right…?”

She smothers a sneeze in the crook of her sweater.

“No, don’t worry, I’m fine,” she replies in a manner eerily similar to him, only starting to smile again now. “I’ll go to bed earlier than usual and take some medicine. You should try and rest in the dorms when you can.”

“With our schedule that’s gonna be hard to do, but like, I don’t think I need it anyway. I’ll manage.”

“If you ever feel like you need help, get some, okay? I’m really worried for you.”

He leans against the wall, suddenly aware of how uncomfortably wet his hair is. Maybe it’s more obvious than he thought that he feels like shit.

“I’ll make sure to let you know, at least.”

It’s a lie, the only kind he’s capable of and they both know it, but before she can protest, Mr Beaubonnet has finally arrived, and class is bound to begin soon.

He doesn’t hold her hand – just because he doesn’t want her to catch the plague, dear God. Yet he watches her hand try to reach for his, even sitting in class.

His lungs aren’t the only thing that hurts, today.

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By the time noon comes around, Hikaru isn’t even sure of how he’s still on both his feet, waiting in the cafeteria crew. The fact he’s sandwiched between Jeanne and Yoshiko helps, he imagines, not to let himself look as bad as he feels. Ironic, for someone who otherwise doesn’t give two fucks about appearances, let alone “looking right”.

He usually doesn’t even care about queue speeds, especially on Wednesdays where it’s just the four prep class rosters and their profs; but today, it’s long. Painfully slow. He wants his bed and maybe a hug from Yoshiko. Okay, he definitely wants the hug from Yoshiko, but that’s beside the point, he always wants one.

When they finally sit down, he can’t hide the relief on his face, just like they can’t hide the fact they’re worried as shit about the crap he’s trying to pull off – cut him some slack, the scholarship won’t like it if he skips over it.

Also, Yoshiko’s coughing, and that can’t be good.

“Hey, you okay?” He asks her, still twirling with the idea of ingesting food.

“It’s nothing,” she says before blowing her nose. “You should focus on yourself, Hikaru. You need the care more than I do.”

“I’m fine, I told you.” It’s starting to sound like a farce, and it shows, because both Jeanne and Yoshiko are utterly unconvinced.

“Hikaru, dude, you can barely speak,” the former replies first. “I dunno how you’re planning on survivin’ English, let alone an entire oral with fuckin’ Moinot. That guy’s gonna wring you dry of words like he always does.”

“You dun need to remind me of my last grades with him, thanks.”

“Actually, I will! You got a 6 on your first oral, which was somehow worse than my 7. Then, on your specialty oral, you got a 9, but like, can’t blame ya, Banny can’t have explained how that was supposed to go without going on four tangents in a row. And ya got a 11 on your latest one, but it was a damn close call.” She puts down her fork. “All that to say, on a good day, you’ve got trouble dealin’ with his shit, and now you want to do that while you’re literally cookin’? Dude, you’re insane.”

“I’d rather die than lose my scholarship.”

“I’m… pretty sure medical reasons would excuse you,” Yoshiko replies. “Please, Hikaru, you’re swaying on your feet, you shouldn’t be here…”

He rubs his temples, his throat hurting just as much, but no solution comes to him.

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure. Just, lemme handle this and I’ll go see a doctor after class.” Or tomorrow.

“I don’t think you’ll find any by the time you’ll be outta there.”

“I’ll find one.”

Oh, he won’t, but he sure can try.

“You’re so fucking stupid, man,” Jeanne adds.

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The topic quickly changes to bitching about English class.

So, uh, fun thing about running a high fever: he can’t read text anymore. No matter what he tries, letters just start swimming before his eyes. Not that he’s actually been able to understand whatever the hell Hugo was trying to say about that rat hole or some shit – who knows, not him, that’s for sure.

And that’s a big issue, because right now, he’s in front of his own prof, and he has no idea where to fucking begin.

“I, uh, gimme two seconds, please,” he coughs out, already realizing this is going nowhere.

He swaps paper sheets around, rubs his eyes and tries focusing – but aside from the absolute urge to hug his girlfriend and find peace with his bed, there’s nothing coming up. Nothing makes sense. He almost doesn’t know where he is and he’s losing grip on if his thoughts are staying inside or if he may be spewing them out.

“Do you need help with anything?” The prof asks in a voice too kind not to be suspicious.

Or maybe it’s normal? Uh…

“I don’t need you to help with things, I can handle things myself.”

He shuffles his papers around again, and this time, he actually gets tricked by the coughing fit. It lasts entirely too long, and he’s spent by the time it ends; but watch him rise back to his hands because that oral won’t do itself.

Mr Moinot looks entirely displeased with the shitshow this has been so far, in such a manner that, when he opens his mouth, Hikaru is ready to endure a verbal beating—

“You should go back home, Hikaru.”

Dread fills his every pore anyway.

“W-wha’?!”

“You are very clearly ill. Be honest, did you even understand the text?”

He’s way too exhausted to lie. He doesn’t even like lying to begin with, do you expect him to do so when he’s down the gutter?

“No, sir, I really didn’t get it. I don’t even know what it’s about.”

It hurts so much, at this point, to speak that he can’t not cough every time he opens it, God.

“I can’t evaluate you fairly in those conditions,” Mr Moinot replies. “Let’s postpone it to when you feel better, okay? The class is small enough, it shouldn’t be too much of an issue.”

“O-okay.” The shame is almost overwhelming. “Sorry about that, sir.”

“It’s fine. I know a thing or two about pushing through an illness.” He sighs. “Now, call someone to get you. I’m not letting you go home on your own.”

Oh, it must be that bad – of course it is, you idiot, you’re hotter than a furnace and barely able to piece reality together. Even walking to his dorm room sounds like a chore. As such, in silence, he grabs his phone, scrolls to the one contact whose picture he cannot mistake for anything else, and calls.

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It isn’t pneumonia, but it’s damn close; so close Yoshiko has decided, actually, he was going to live at her place until he can drive himself home.

It’d be embarrassing if it wasn’t a dream come true.