#azuma ;; drabble

[gatheredfates]

The skywatcher had predicted a clear night.

Yet, when the dragon of humidity coiled around the valley, the last of the fading light refracting colours from it's prismed waters, it was all the people could do to rush inside from billowing clouds. On the seventh bell it roared, bellowing a monsoon down on Doma that shook the shoji and threatened to snuff the meagre ember from the woman's cigarette. Azuma didn't mind.

The air was cloying thick, keeping the smoke near her lungs as the distant orchestrion roll teased out a scratchy tune that once belonged to her father — to his father and his father before him; weather-worn from the occupation, but familiar all the same. Little things that, when she was in Eorzea, she had missed so dearly.

"Would you be willing to spend more time with me in Firelight?" She misliked how the words rotated in her mind, rumbling through her like the distant roll of thunder that brought moments illumination to the garden. She agreed, at first — where Siyoh went she was bound to follow, so intricately tied was their string of fate — but, in the commonplace unpredictability did she find herself uneased. Aether-drained soil seldom fed the skies rain and, in the meagre times she'd spent near Vesper Bay, she could scarce recall a time where it poured.

Firelight. Back to the place that harboured so many ill memories; a temporary home full of kindnesses that did its best to supress her feeling of being othered, but nonetheless represented a period she'd done her best to forget. Could she go back?

The auri girl sighed, tapping the last of the ash from her light before she held it out to the heavens like ceremony and let it be devoured. She was a water spirit; a fox in the field. Where she could not bend, she would rend.

It is not so terrible a thing to redefine your past, Zumi?

[yoakkemae]

companion piece to this. @bonescribes :D

the shortstack ( and why the hell were the two of them together ? he's jealous of kurama , who got to go with the beautiful yukina ) and him were having one of their usual arguments when the shortie just stops. it's so sudden and unlike him that kazuma pauses too , eyebrows furrowing as he takes in how instantly pale hiei had become , how he started shaking. he'd never seen hiei like this , not even when urameshi was --

hiei is a black blur of motion , and kazuma curses as he starts to chase after him , but to his surprise , the brat doesn't go far. he stops in the edges of the trees , bends over , and vomits. even after he expunges vomit from his body , he remains doubled over and breathing hard. disgust wars with worry , and he can help but yell , scared but trying to hide it , ' what the hell ?! were you hit with something ?! '

he can see hiei close his eyes , and kazuma recognises it. hiei is focusing with his creepy eye thing , trying to sense something in the distance. now , hiei's not known for many words , but his current silence is unnerving coupled by the way he's still shaking , by the way he's still pale. it's almost frightening , how childish he looks , arms wrapped around his middle like he's trying to give himself a hug. he knows that hiei is decades older than him , but kazuma can't help but see a child , lost and scared.

he can tell something has gone wrong. majorly wrong. there's grief filling inside of him , same as it did when urameshi died. kazuma wants to know. he doesn't want to know.

he lives in ignorance for a few minutes more , as hiei continues to shake with his eyes closed. the smell of vomit is unbearable , but neither of them move away. finally , hiei opens his eyes and looks kazuma dead in his eyes.

' yukina is dead. kurama still lives , ' hiei says with no emotion coating his words. there's no need for it , when the anguish is clear on his face. hiei's hand reaches to cover his mouth , as if to wish that the words never came from his lips.

kazuma sways and has to stop himself from completely collapsing. it can't be true , but he knows that hiei would never lie about something like this. despite his own grief , despite his own horror , there's a part of him that can't look away from hiei , whose expression is slowly collapsing as tears gather in his eyes.

' my sister is dead. ' words muffled by the hand still over his mouth , and yet kazuma could hear them like hiei shouted the words. before kazuma could even begin to understand what the hell hiei meant , before he could demand answers , kazuma is stopped short by the hiruseki jewels falling down hiei's face.

[ao3feed-xzero]

Drabble December 2024!!!

by sqkWordFuture 100-word multifandom thingies for the whole month of december! maybe something you like is in here ooo... Words: 795, Chapters: 8/31, Language: English Fandoms: Guilty Gear (Video Games), Rockman Zero | Mega Man Zero, 仮面ライダーギーツ | Kamen Rider Geats, Persona 3, Kamen Rider Build, Touhou Project, Freedom Planet (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Sol Badguy | Frederick Bulsara, Bedman (Guilty Gear), Zero (Rockman Classic Universe), Yamagishi Fuuka, Ukiyo Ace, Azuma Michinaga, Evolt (Kamen Rider Build), Nazrin (Touhou Project), Sash Lilac, Hakurei Reimu, Kirisame Marisa Relationships: Hakurei Reimu/Kirisame Marisa, X/Zero (Rockman Classic Universe) Additional Tags: Drabble, Drabble Collection, multifandom - Freeform via https://ift.tt/fhQZr5P

[riftdancing]

💌siyoh please. :pleading:

It was a labor of love which left no room for rest, especially not for the weary.  The moon illuminated carefully crafted pine countertops which were littered with the various tools of her trade, one which had been clutched in her deceptively soft hand.  A hand softer than any Culinarian’s hand should be.  Softer than any woman as hard working as Siyoh Mari had any right to be.  Though when held and examined closely, one would begin to notice the battle scars of her trade.  Various old nicks and small burn lines told the tale of her learning experiences across tender taupe colored flesh dotted with small constellations of her beauty marks.

Her silky gainsboro colored hair had been drawn upwards into a neat bun and pinned with tangerine ornamented kanzashi, leaving her loose hanging bangs to cascade like a moonlit waterfall around her beguiling facial charms.  A simple tatsuki sash had expertly secured the sleeves of her kimono back from impeding any of her expertise.  The project?  Older than its wielder and crafted by the ancestors of her life-long friend, a treasured Sujihiki knife was used to slice through pork belly like butter.  Mari had been separating the belly into thick long cuts which she would then roll into an almost circular tube-shaped loaf.  It was wound tightly together, leaving no air in the center, by a coarse culinary twine both Siyoh and Azuma had spent a day together spinning in the late warmth of the last Spring.

The memory brought a warm smile to the Keeper’s painted red lips as the recollection was quite vivid.  As if she could still feel the afternoon sun warm and coloring her easily burnt moon kissed flesh.  She had sought sanctuary beneath the tangerine trees that day.  Though Siyoh worked in a kitchen full of savory aromas, the silvery siren could still smell the delicate fragrance of freshly blooming citrus blossoms which hung in the sweet air of that late season day.  Though the perfume she had infused with them later likely aided in the vibrance of her memory.  She had adorned herself with it daily ever since.

Azuma’s playful giggles echoed in her mind as she reflected on the gossip they’d shared that day.  Though she couldn’t remember the topic, Siyoh never forgot the warmth of her life-long friend’s laugh.  It was a comfort to her.  One of her greatest comforts.  To hear the happiness of both Azuma and Kokoya allowed a momentary respite for Siyoh’s soul.  Their happiness tempered her anxious mind.  Briefly the woman wondered if she would be so hardworking if the pair had not been such a pivotal part of her life.  But they, like Rex, were some of the last living strings left tethered to her deceased family and aching history.

The monochrome miqo’te’s focus was drawn back to the meal at hand as she seared the Chashu expertly for extra flavor before submerging the crisped pork into a bath of seasoning.  Zesty ginger, spicy scallions, ripe apples, sake, soy sauce, brown sugar, and fresh well water would create the long soak needed to bring out the meat’s true potential hours later.  As it had been snowing lightly in Doma for days now, Siyoh would be sure to inspire cold hungry bellies with the warmth of her hard work and passion in the form of a delicious 200-hour Ramen.

No one would ever go hungry beneath her roof.  They were free of the occupation now.  She would make sure no belly would ever go hungry again if she could.

♥ Thank you for the ask, @agenttrick! ♥

If you would like to request a drabble like this...

Send a 💌 to my inbox and I'll write a little blurb.

• Just a few paragraphs or so, like a day in the life kind of vibe. • Feel free to specify a character!

[aftokrator-official]

I feel like doing some drabbles as a warmup, so: World Trigger fandom, send me a character or ship and a one or two word prompt and I will write a ~100-word drabble about them.

I won't guarantee I'll get to everything depending on how many prompts ppl send but I'll do what I can. I guess whenever I run out of steam I'll just reblog this post and say so lmao

pairings/dynamics i Won't do are below ↓ (any of these character combos are fine if platonic tho!)

Jin/anyone who isn't Yuuma

Hyrein/anyone who isn't Izumi or Ranbanein

Osamu/Yuuma

top Yuuma or top Izumi generally

Azuma/Koarai, Okudera, or Miwa

anything with other people's OCs unless u are someone with whom i have discussed OCs at length. you know who you are. no shade against OCs i just do not feel i can do them justice in a quick drabble!

[imaginesfora3]

Sick for Azuma Yukishiro?

Yukishiro Azuma: 

Sick: You taking care of the character while they’re sick. 

Azuma couldn’t say he disliked being taken care of. 

He took such careful care of himself that he wasn’t one who fell ill very often, but when he did, he always felt so sluggish and awful it was difficult to care for himself. It was as though his body didn’t know how to handle it since it was such a rarity and though he didn’t worry about it often when he woke up that morning with a deeply unsettled feeling he knew he wasn’t going to have a productive day. He couldn’t even find the energy to drag himself out of bed to get the basic necessity of water. 

“Wow, you’re really burning up...” You were a little perturbed at seeing him look so frail and sickly, knowing he must be feeling truly awful if he was reaching out for help like this. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of your cool skin against his forehead and you decided to get him a cold washrag to lay on it, coming back from the kitchen after requesting Omi to make some type of soup that might help revitalize your exhausted boyfriend. 

“Just having you by my side is making me feel better.” You’re unsurprised that Azuma sounds just as seductive sick as he does when he’s feeling well, his hand reaching up to stroke your cheek in a loving gesture that doesn’t last nearly long enough. His face is flushed and you hand him the cold water bottle you’d just retrieved, urging him to take a few sips so that his body had something to work with. You were worried about him becoming too dehydrated, knowing he also had no food in this stomach at this point despite the fact it was nearly dinner time, and he seemed to only be growing weaker. “This is normal for me when I’m sick, I promise. I wouldn’t lie to you.” 

“Either way I’m staying with you.” 

“But what if you get sick with me? I’m not very good at being a caretaker...” His quiet chuckle turned into a cough and you gave him a look that said ‘don’t push yourself’. Perhaps he wasn’t as good at taking care of others but if you were to get sick, too, he probably wouldn’t want to leave your side either. “Well, if you’re going to get sick for my sake, why not come lay beside me?” 

“Well, Omi said he’d text me when the soup was done so I could get it for you... So just for a little while.” 

You said this as though you could ever deny cuddling up with Azuma, carefully making your way to the other side of the bed and slipping into the comfort of his covers. Once he recovered a bit more you should probably wash his sheets for him to get rid of the germs, perhaps his whole room could use the decontamination treatment. While you’re stuck in your thoughts Azuma removed the rag from his head, not caring about how overheated his body was as he wanted nothing more than to feel your arms around him. He’d been like this as a child, too, desperate for the comfort of his parents when he was sick; when he’d lost them he had no one to comfort him while he was feeling awful, and now that he’d finally found that person who could bring him that comfort while he was feeling his lowest he would cherish it even more. 

“Relax. Come back down to earth with me for now, won’t you?” He whispered, successfully breaking you from your reverie. “Allow me to have all your attention, I’m feeling quite needy after all.” 

“C’mere, baby,” You cooed playfully, running your fingers through his silky hair. “Of course I’ll give you anything you want.” 

It was no different than normal, and yet he felt truly at peace right now. 

[strawbewwysamurai]

I watched the new episode and I swear to god, whenever Asmodeus looks at Iruma, he looks so in love with him (I mean he is but still). It honestly makes me genuinely happy seeing those two together. They're quite probably one of the purest pairings I like. I love these two love-struck idiots and will protect them with my life.

I HAVE YET TO WATCH CAUSE I WAS BUSY WITH THE WITCHER BUT I KNOW YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT

They're honestly so cute, it's a shame canon prolly wont end up with them together, but there is SO MUCH canon of them being so cute together, and Asmodeus being so smitten that its no biggie.

Whether you ship them or not you can't deny that they adore each other, and it's frickin cute. One of the reasons Azuma is my fave ship right now honestly. They're amazing together.

[cxrsedsouls]

The Stoic Pureblood

Name: Azuma Minori Age/Birthday: 486 / August 10th 1533 Height/Hair/Eyes: 6′1 / Black / Lavender Species: Pureblood Vampire Gender/Orientation: Male / Heterosexual / Demiromantic Relationship Status: Single Availability: Available Notable Features:  Cold pale skin, eyes that can change to red and fangs that can grow FC/VC: Toshizo Hijikata / Tba IRL FC/BC: Tba / Tba

Bio:

Azuma is the typical strong quiet and serious type. He only is concerned with his duties and keeping order among the clans. He hates having his time wasted and thinks that the only thing that romance or intimacy is good for is when it’s to unite families or to expand. While he has a pretty rough exterior, he’s not really as harsh once he’s gotten to know you and grown comfortable enough around you. Though that itself would be quite a feat considering he doesn’t show any other side even to his own siblings. He has no friends, finds all of it to be a waste of time though he does wish to repent for the things that he’s done under his father’s command. Not that he truly knows how or can even express himself in such a way.

He has such a hard time letting his walls down, trusting anyone, and tends to do everything himself and by himself. He enjoys the solitude, the less he has to talk, the better. He’s blunt, usually too blunt, and has no issue putting someone in their place or telling them exactly what he thinks. If someone can’t handle his harsh words or cold exterior then he typically deems them too weak and unworthy of his time. When it comes to emotion, he truly has no idea how to express himself and tends to close up even further, ignoring anything that he does feel and if pushed, he’ll push back and remove himself from that person's life. 

Most of the clans end up uneasy around him because of his personality but also because he’s the spitting image of his father (though currently, he has shorter hair than him, he will eventually allow it to grow out) even down to his voice and his abilities. He is able to manipulate the earth element in all forms and has mastered it to a level that rivals his (deceased) father.

[lcs-library]

Insomnia(Azuma x reader)

Summary/preview: “Hello? Oh, it’s you, dear. What can I do for you this late at night?” Azuma asked, his voice smooth as usual. “Can I sleep with you?”, you paused, contemplating your decision, “Actually, no, I’m sorry for interrupting, you should probably go get some sl-“ “Of course, dear, come on in. You came to the right person.” I couldn’t sleep, so I wrote a fic where Azuma helps the reader get some rest!

Tags/notes: GN!reader, fluff, comfort, drabble, warning for one(1) uncensored swear, the relationship can be interpreted as platonic or romantic I didn’t really have a set relationship in mind when I wrote this I just wanted cuddles, this takes place before act 2, probably somewhere after nocturnality

You knocked on Azuma’s door, patiently awaiting the response.

It was the third night in a row that your brain just couldn’t relax enough and made dumb decisions. The first two nights you ended up busying yourself with writing, but tonight, you were done with your brain’s dumbassery and needed some help.

After a few seconds of silence and some creaking, the door finally opened.

“Hello? Oh, it’s you, dear. What can I do for you this late at night?” Azuma asked, his voice smooth as usual. He sounded oddly awake despite knowing what time it was.

“Can I sleep with you?” you paused, contemplating your decision, “Actually, no, I’m sorry for interrupting, you should probably go get some sl-“

“Of course, dear, come on in. You came to the right person.” He opened the door, inviting you inside. You accepted, stepping into his room.

“You see,” he started, shutting the door behind you, “I haven’t been able to sleep tonight either, so maybe we could help each other out, hm?”

“Mmhm.” you mumbled.

“Now, could you come into my arms? We’ll get to bed soon, I promise, I just wanted to hold you for a little bit first.” Azuma’s smile was warm and inviting as he held his arms out, ready for you to slip into them at any moment.

Without any thought other than your slight drowsiness, you clambered into his hold, allowing him to gently caress you, his hands slowly moving up and down your back in light strokes.

“There we are. It’s nice to hold you like this, you know that? You’re very easy to hug.”

You slightly loosened your grip on Azuma, allowing yourself to practically melt into his embrace.

It was a warm, gentle hold, not too tight, but just loose enough to make you feel like if you moved too much you would shatter. You closed your eyes, allowing this warm feeling billowing inside your chest to linger for a moment before Azuma let go.

“Alright, there we are. Now, let’s get to bed, shall we?”

You managed to muster a hum in response as you climbed up into the bed behind Azuma.

When you reached the top of the ladder, you found Azuma already adjusting his position so you could lay your upper body on his chest.

“Mm, is that better? If we lay this way you can listen to my heartbeat and I can hold you at the same time. Does that sound nice?”

“Mhm, yeah.”

Azuma giggled at your sleepy reply.

“Good. Then just relax for me, okay?”

And God, did you relax. There just seemed to be something in the air when he was around that always made the atmosphere so calm and comforting. Your guard was down, your thoughts started to muddle, and your body started to feel limp. The rest you wanted was finally going to come.

Azuma could feel the shift in your body, and giggled again.

“My, looks like someone’s finally sleepy. I hope this’ll happen more often, I’ve been needing some cuddles myself.” He stopped as he was interrupted by a yawn as his own body started to become limp.

“Ah, and it looks like I should stop talking. Well, sweet dreams.” He closed his sentiment with a kiss to your forehead, then allowed his own eyes to flutter shut.

His breathing became steady and even, and with your ear to his chest, you could feel his heartbeat start to do the same.

It was calming, a presence that grounded you to your surroundings. Something to remind you that you were safe. That you were loved. That you had a space to come to, and someone who cares.

And it was that kind presence that lulled you to sleep.

[nilikhangdiwa]

2022 Fic Wrap Up!

basically i will talk about every fic i've written this year, behind the scenes of them, plus some bonus stuff i've written! i'm pretty sure all of it is a3, with like. one or two outliers, if any. anyway! enjoy my rambling.

btw, all my fics are private for the time being, so you'll need an ao3 account to read them. sorry about that, bots are. shit.

1.

I Touched a Magic Mirror and Ended Up in My Parental Figure's Favorite RPG?!

masumi isekai fic, kniroun extended universe, mentioned lancelot/gawain/arthur

basically when i was wtiting this fic it was around this time of the year, and i was like "i'm gonna finish this fic by the time classes start up again!"

SPOILER ALERT. I DID NOT.

it kept getting longer and longer. umm. i do really like it! i love kniroun a normal amount, please ask me about the extended kniroun universe always. i did love writing it a lot, even though it caused me some grief because i was like i am not splitting this into two chapters fuck off.

so, yeah! also i'm sorry to oomf, who always cries when they reread the fic because fictional britain is homophobic. ummmm. sorry. lancelot has issues. again, please feel free to talk to me about kniroun.

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2.

when the moon fell in love with the sun (all was golden in the sky)

short fics collection, lone wolves week, mostly platonic with azuhiso and azuchika thrown in

lone wolves week 2022! i ended up putting all my little drabble submissions into one fic. i think i wrote most of them the day before the actual day it was supposed to be posted? as usual, i skipped free day because i'm so bad at those.

azuma and sakuya one was cute and domestic! i like them and i always have camellia to cherry blossom on the brain (the fic by desikauwa i think) so yeah!

azuchi brainrot is azuchi because my friend super loved azuchi when they were into a3 and it rubbed off on me lol

the hisoka and sakuya one is silly because the entire fake play it's based off is actually a sakuya/homare play. nieves (hisoka) is my favorite because i love hisoka, and she's in love with zenaida (citron) to a. hm. questionable degree because i'm a sucker. liberato's (sakuya) the colead, he's cute but a menace, and he betrays vedasto (homare, lead) at the end of the second act. other actors in the play are ramil (azuma) and basilio (chikage), and all the names are based off filipino gods/names/words.

azuhiso cute and soft there's nothing much to say, tbh.

chikage & hisoka is the. most un-normal one. idk. they have me fucked up. they are also fucked up. they are traumatized in the same way but in a different way but they are family and it's. certainly a thing.

the last chikage & sakuya one is. hmm. i think it's inspired partially by another similar fic that percy timeskipped wrote + partially by the scene in act 12 (or 11?) where sakuya sees aunt yoshinaga, but don't quote me on this because i barely remember writing this tbh.

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3.

Jun. Fucking. Hates. DRINKING PARTIES.

tasuhoma, nonokou, nocturnality

this one was for a valentine's fic exchange and i actually like nonokou a lot! i'm personally a furarei nonokou kind of guy, so getting the excuse to write it was fun! nonomiya is such a normal guy, it's fun to see him get tossed into shenanigans, whether that's the supernatural kind, or his dumbass coworker-slash-lover gets shitfaced

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4.

utsuki chikage rates harry potter characters on how hot they are

crackfic

i have nothing to add. this is one of those fics where i basically just write down the stuff my friends say but make a3 characters say them. like the kfc crocs thing. discord servers are wild

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5.

'cause i'm not too far, and you're my favorite place

chikaita, fluff, established relationship

this was a commission for my friend, cg! truth be told, i only really got into chikaita around like, december last year, thanks to rptwt. i'm usually an itatsumu guy, but i love all the ships!

this one turned out super cute and i'm really happy! honestly there's nothing much to say, i just think that they deserve a cute little date with no danger of anything.

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6.

Letters in Paper Airplanes

madomika

okay so backstory on madomika. me and some friends were playing frantic fanfic earlier in the year and then ended up with this ship? so CLEARLY. _CLEARLY_. I DECIDED TO BE INSANE ABOUT IT. because i love madoka and i love mika so clearly i am insane about this.

they're just so cute and understanding and soft spoken, but they really do care about each other a lot! in general, i think mika deserves a lot!

this fic is actually the 5000th (i think. or 6000th) a3 fic on ao3! my friend also wanted to be that milestone fic but i beat her to it and it was a little petty of me ;;; sorry aud

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7.

Love is Stored in the Car's Center Console Box

igawa & tenma, father's day

father's day fic! this one's pretty straightforward, i just adore tenma and igawa's relationship and i hope we get to see them more moving forward! i like to contrast tenma's relationship with issei vs with igawa. umm. igawa best dad.

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8.

The Ocean at Sunset

hisohoma, established relationship, dresses

this was for a pride month exchange! umm, honestly, i'm not auper sure if i captured what my giftee wanted, but i had fun writing it! i... actually i just like writing hisoka as down bad as humanly possible.

it was challenging for sure, tho! because i. am not good at writing hisoka, despite him being my fave. so i'm not sure what compelled me to write in hisoka's pov. but i think it worked out!

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9.

You've Got My Time, You are My Plans

tonoita, established relationship, breakfast

this was supposed to be for the "spoiled" prompt of rarepair week, but i finished it early, got another idea for the prompt, and then decided to just post it solo instead.

i am. coming out as a tonoita liker. they make me feel vicious. feral. it's insane. this was kickstarted because my friend likes them and i got dragged in. funny banter. but also they are exes. but also they are still in love with each other. they both hurt each other but they are both stubborn. i want them to make out.

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10.

(before you went on a journey) i had something that i wanted you to hear

banri & itaru, background chikaita, nobles au

another comm for cg! this one's based off an au that i have called prestige au, where basically as a kid itaru was forced to move out and live alone in a separate manor as his noble family, and his isolation continues to adulthood causing rumors to spread. banri's his bio brother in this one.

it was tricky to write because i got used to expanding this au verse through rp, but writing it out like this was fun too!

if you're curious, you can ask me about prestige au because i love my little blorbo. my little fumkin guy.

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11.

everything stays right where you left it

banmisu, first meeting, canon compliant

day 1 of rarepair week for the pairing "forgotten". um. okay, the thing is, i'm pretty sure banmisu wasn't my original plan for this. i'm fairly sure it was supposed to be some other ship actually, but things changed and i don't remember what the original ship was! also i forgot where i put the original list of ships i was gonna do so yeah.

banmisu brainrot is juju's fault btw. that's all. i think banmisu is such an interesting ship to think about. this is also partially mikael's fault i think but that's from years ago. please feed me more.

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12.

Silk-Spun Threads

azutsumu, slightly more mature idk

I AM THE NUMBER ONE AZUTSUMU ADVOCATE. it's up there as one of my favorite fuyu ships, right beside tsumuhiso! i think as a pair they're super slept on so i decided that yeah. i think they're neat. i think this super hot and gorgeous and sensual person should be _down fucking horrendous_ for the chuuni mushroomhead with dirt on his face.

that is to say, please make more azutsumu food i need this

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13.

How to Melt Your Gamer Boyfriend

hisoita

OKAY THIS ONE. day 3 - heat haze. the other prompt was downpour. and actually, this day was supposed to be banmado downpour where bamri shows up at fuyou while it's raining to pick madoka up from class. and i ended up not writing it because i was struggling so i settled for the good, old-fashioned itaru pov cute fluffy fic.

i love hisoita a normal amount. i think this is the only hisoita i wrote this year but 2022 was the year of hisoitas (thank you bee and quill), and ali (hisoita oomf) is definitely a major part of my brainrot

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14.

Starlight

juligawa, we ignore canon, fluff

i'm pretty sure the tumblr ppl don't know about juligawa which is super funny. i love talking about juligawa because i love seeing people like WHY ARE YOU SHIPPING JULY AND IGAWA and my answer is that it's fun.

this is the only rarepair week fic i actually finished before the week (aside from the tonoita one) and i was so excited to share it to specifically attack oomf. ryu ryukogo ceo of juligawa real! i am so attached to this funny little crackship i hope them happiness

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15.

Wheel of Suits

citoju, citron harem au

i feel like this one requires a lot of context. um. back in 2020/2021 i ended up in a discord roleplay game where basically my friend and i roleplayed citron and july respectively. and the thing is that they literally just antagonized each other the whole time and then we decided that _yeah we are ill for this ship now_ so yeah.

citron harem agenda is an entirely separate au where everyone i ship with citron is part of his bigass royal harem. this is literally everyone from tsuzuru to azuma, barring guy, plus augju. you can also ask me about this if you want. each of them has a specific like little character arc and they have fun little limk skills and everything.

okay, back to citoju. umm. so the thing is. this wasn't supposed to be the first citoju fic. but i did not have the time or energy to write a 20k fic featuring truth and betrayal and first love and separation and forgiveness and tenderness so here we are. nonetheless. i love em.

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16.

Hollow Gods

harutsumu, first meeting, pre-canon

i really... really... like harutsumu. i think they're fun and they are _actors_, and they have so much love and passion for it that it makes me want to make them kiss. i also like to think about how fucked up godza was to like. everyone. literally everyone. even reni. no one was winning. if i could i'd love to expand harutsumu's dynamic and relationship but idk.

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17.

Caravan

georgetim, lucitim, kazuhoma, kazutsumu, lumicirc

i am so insane and fucked up over georgetim you would not believe it. okay first off this was supposed to be purely kazutsumu because they're one of my fave ships to think about, but then lumicirc happened.

i hate lumicirc. because. GOD.

i'm just going to copy and paste the essay gave my friend because i am ill over them

anyway. this is fucking horrible why is tim so in love with george. why are they clown augju. george is so DUMB and a ditz and totally golden hearted and tim is more realistic and logical but at the same time he owes george his everything and he loves george so much for being there for him and giving him a family and i just. god what the fuck the pining i hate this stupid ship i feel very violence

they have me in a VISE GRIP george is such an idealist and an optimist and tim is the realist that levels him out, but even in the play you can tell that tim does care about george so much and he's the only one who stayed when nick and will both left but tim has always been by his side!! they even trained together doing circus acts when they were younger

tim can come off kind of cold but he's just like. a little blunt and i care about him a lot he's very realistic but he's not a bad guy,, he wants the circus to succeed too, just like george. they're working for the same dream. i am crying

anyway, please consider

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18.

you could be my queen, i could be your dream

summer troupe, frantic fanfic, humor

after rarepair week i got into a super writing slump for like a solid 3 months, where i could barely write anything. this one was for an exchange that i signed up for a few months prior, but finishing it gave me a sense of accomplishment. like, i had to sit down and write and write _something_ and i did and i finished it and i like it!

so about the fic. it's so stupid. don't let the title fool you, it's literally just a funny little fic where summer troupe writes franfic. i had like a spreadsheet open for everything and all the pairs that went together and who everyone got i swear i'm sane.

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19.

Black and Red Dress

mukuyuki, minatori, last runway, +3ghosts, major character death, hospitals

this one was a commission for ryu! minatori (minato [muku +3ghosts] and kikukawa [yuki last runway]) the world! the ship started because of just some silly roleplay we did on a whim and then we got attached. god. they are cute and tragic, best combo

i actually finished this comm the day after ryu asked for it because i went insane and speedran it. ummmm. :> yeah.

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20.

Stapler Eater and Papercut Boy

bansaku, soulmate au, first meeting

comm for raina! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IS THE ONLY BANSAKU FIC I WROTE THIS YEAR. actually, the entire year i was struggling to write as much as last year but you know what. i'm okay with that actually. 20 fics is still a lot. anyway.

soulmate au where the marks on your skin appear on your soulmate's skin. it's super cute and fluffy and me and raina talk about their funny little dynamic on twitter and i just love it. i love them.

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bonus!

Memory Foam

citochika, non explict sex

this one's on anon actually but yeah i wrote it. i was having a time. i love citochika and the trust and love in their relationship. i love writing chikage in nsfw situations and then making it unbearably soft and tender. i'm normal. 👍

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bonus!

twitter rp thread speedrun! (i'm not linking these, that's embarrassing.)

hazuki au

i want him to be happy. do you ever think about what if the org found out about mankai? yeah. fucked up. but he's my baby and i care him so much i'm sorry for traumatizing him

74 threads

ngl not all of my writing in these threads are my favorite but you know it's super fun coming up with thoughts and ideas for july to torment itaru so

sunflower july au

...... july nice guy era? i wish i'd finished it. but anyway. i think i can fix him

hafez au

i'm sorry i keep fucking up the bunny, i didn't mean it! yes i did. i think it's fun to watch chikage react to various horrible situations. i love the hurt part, but i love the comfort part. i love seeing him heal and get over his past and move forward. yes i know i gave him that horrible past but you can't just say secret mercenary spies and leave it at that a3

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OKAY END. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING. if you clicked any of the links i love you. hope to write more next year! :3

[otome-crow]

Warmth

Rated: SFW

Fandom: A3!

Characters: Azuma Yukishiro

Genre: Fluff/Character Study

Word count: 1.6K

A/N: This was supposed to be a simple drabble based off of a basic prompt of “crafting” but I wound up taking it too far, like I always do.

Tags: @astryia

He no longer remembers the name of the client who suggested it. She was one of the first to venture into what was, at that point, his brand-new business. During their first meeting, she sat on the other end of her couch, hands clenched, and he hadn’t been sure if she was simply nervous about hiring a cuddler or if the anxiety was a part of her life she wanted his help in easing. He’d tried to soothe her with his gentle voice and calming nature, knowing his own charisma would open the conversational door when she relaxed just a little.

As she finally started to talk to him about her new job and new responsibilities, she asked him what he did to deal with times of anxiety and he spoke to her of his coloring books and how soothing he found them. It didn’t matter if they were geometric mandalas or smooth, swirling, organic designs - something about the mirroring of them across the page calmed him. And the action of coloring them in was a gentle meditation. It stressed neither his brain nor his body. It was one of the only times that, even when alone, his soul wasn’t restless or afraid. Or was, well, less restless and afraid.

Of course he didn’t say all of that to her, but she got the gist. Her troubled face smoothed out just a little and her voice softened.

“That’s how I feel when I knit,” she murmured. “Even during the worst times. It doesn’t fix things, but it makes them bearable, you know?”

Azuma did know, yes. He knew about things that couldn’t be fixed, and he spent his life finding ways to make them bearable. Finding things that kept the shadows in the corners of the room. Working with her was one of those things, after all.

She’d asked him to bring one of his favorite coloring books and colored pencils for their next session. When he showed up, she took the books from him and filled his now-empty hands with yarn with a mischievous smile. She taught him to knit and he taught her the finer points of shading, blending, and color combinations. Their sessions afterwards always started that way, the cuddling and chatting eased into while they sat contentedly on the floor, leaning on each other, practicing one or both of the crafts.

There was some initial frustration with the learning process, but he found he liked knitting. With the basic stitches mastered and the right pattern in front of him, knitting had the same meditative effect as coloring, and the sensual feeling of soft, smooth yarn winding through his fingers was a feeling that colored pencils couldn’t replicate. There was an almost animal pleasure in running his fingers through an especially soft skein or rubbing his cheek against a finished piece. And the colors, oh, the colors - as bright, as saturated as his markers, but shining with silk or comfortably blurred with a fuzzy halo of angora or mohair.

He almost gave up knitting when that client moved away for her job, but found his now-rare solo nights more lonely than ever. You couldn’t color while waiting for sleep; you needed to think too much. Color choices, color combinations, balancing the entire piece. Not to mention the bright light needed to choose those colors, to stay in the lines. But knitting - he could lay in bed with little more than a nightlight and go through the basic stitches. He even taught himself how to knit simple stitches in the dark. It made it easier to knit during movies, but also to fall asleep. He could (and often did) knit with his eyes closed now. More often than not he fell asleep with his project in his hands and a row half-completed. True, he would wake up in the morning with his yarn tangled around his body and a few stitches popped off his needles - but it was worth the time involved in fixing everything when he realized his sleep was better than when he didn’t knit at all. And it was better for him (and his skin) than the alcohol he was finding himself relying on to make it through the night when he was alone.

Even now, while living at Mankai, he surrounds himself with yarn and projects. He wears the winter scarf he’d made for himself every year. He occasionally throws one of the light-as-air cashmere shawls he’d made around his neck and shoulders for fashion - or comfort. What he’s made in the past has mostly been plain things, things he can knit while falling asleep, and he finds that it translates nicely to his current life as well - a plain triangular shawl for Misumi, a beanie for Taichi, a pair of fingerless gloves for Kumon. Hisoka asked for a blanket once, but Azuma just laughed and said that if Hisoka was willing to spend a hundred hours or so making it, Azuma would just teach him to knit and he could make it himself.

Omi had tried to expand his repertoire by teaching him lace not long after he arrived, but it was just too complicated. All the counting and fussiness obliterated the soothing nature of the task for him. It was one of the only times anyone in the dorms ever saw Azuma flustered. After counting, triple-checking the pattern, and finding himself with the wrong number of stitches on his needles - for the fourteenth time ON THE SAME ROW - he dropped his skein of expensive hand-dyed yarn at Omi’s feet and walked out of the room. The failure frustrated him because the pattern was pretty and he would have loved to wear or gift some of the delicate shawls and gloves he found online. Maybe someday, he thinks, he’ll try again, but for now he chooses to be content with simpler fare.

These days, gives away most of what he makes. Partly because, to be honest, how many shawls and hats and gloves does one person need? But mostly he gives his things away because it makes him happy. He tried giving little things away to favorite clients before Mankai, but many of them assumed that the gifts came with a romantic intention, so that had to stop. For a while, he accumulated. Eventually, he began donating some of the older or less frequently used items. When he began living in the dorms, however, he not only gave away much of his old stash, he began knitting deliberately for his new friends.

For his new family.

It gives him warm satisfaction to see Tenma tug the fuzzy cowl Azuma had given him for Christmas over his head before trudging off to a shoot in the snow. To see Tasuku wearing a homemade hat when he comes in from a run. Tsuzuru’s coffee mug cozy, Sakyo’s business-black scarf, Omi’s fingerless gloves that let him keep warm and continue to use his camera outside.

And yes, Hisoka, bit by bit, he begins knitting squares to weave together into a blanket for the couch in the common room. He considers it his contribution to the cohesiveness of the dorm. Unlike his usual habit of buying expensive yarn, this he is making out of high-quality acrylic found at a local arts-and-crafts store. Firstly, acrylic comes in an insane amount of colors, which suits the purpose of this project perfectly. Secondly, he knows the blanket is going to get coated in food and dropped on the floor and stepped on. And someone, thinking they were being kind, would chuck it in the wash. One ruined shawl early in this hobby had made him aware of how easily a single wash cycle destroyed natural fibers. So, acrylic it was.

The squares are usually his sleep-knitting now. Even though it’s dark and he can’t see the colors, he knows each one. Deep sage green for his roommate Guy (Guy, who seems to love the rhythmic sound of the needles for some reason), dark and troubled blue and teal for Tsumugi and Tasuku. A vibrant magenta to match Homare’s hair, creamy marshmallow for Hisoka, a sunflower-yellow for Tenma. Heavily saturated dark pink for Sakuya of course, a heathered lavender for Masumi, a soft seaweed green for Tsuzuru, and a strange rainbow-vomit of colors to represent Itaru’s games. Yuki, who bummed a ride with him and Tasuku to the yarn store once, casually chose his own color (no one else seems to know what he’s knitting, but Yuki’s no fool). He includes some neutrals for the tech crew and Matsukawa. And a delicate blush-pink for their beloved director.

As he knits each square, he appreciates the person it represents to him. He smiles about something they said recently or frowns over their troubles. Sometimes, if someone in the company is having a particularly rough time, he’ll switch over to their color for a few days. In the same way he grew his hair as a prayer, he knits prayers for his friends. Each stitch is a thought, each thought a hope for a better tomorrow.

It’s only after he finishes the squares for everyone in the dorms and the company that he thinks to count them. Realizing he needs a few more squares to make an evenly rectangular blanket, it occurs to him that there might, perhaps, be one missing color.

And, with a little trepidation, he goes back to the store and selects the palest silver with the barest blush of lavender, the color of a winter cloud at dusk. One missing color, he thinks, one missing person - but maybe not missing anymore. Maybe. Maybe it’s time to knit up some new prayers, and some new thoughts for tomorrow. He slowly casts on the silvery yarn, almost as slowly as when he first learned to knit years ago. And, sitting in the common room, laughing at the antics of the others, he begins to knit himself into the warmth of the riot of colors that is Mankai.

[gatheredfates]

what is the river? to carve the land or drown in? | azuma yumishi

Do you want to read all of my FFXIVWrite prompts? You can do that here!

FISH OUT OF WATER a person who feels awkward or unhappy because they are in a situation that is not familiar or because they are different from the people around them. Mentions of behaviour directly related to PTSD. The drabble doesn’t reference it as such, but you can get the implication. Also mentions of racism/terrorism/war crimes/etc. as it pertains to the Garlean empire and their treatment of their occupants.

A sense of helplessness was what possessed Azuma to wonder if the accident had affected her brain as well as her legs. She had always thought herself relatively adaptable; she was able to live a blended life as a second-generation Doman — one foot on land, the other deep in Sui-no-Sato — and when the Garlean’s invaded she was able to pantomime their desires enough they believed she might have the chance of assimilation. Her entire life had been a series of adaptations; the loss of her mother, her homeland, her father —

Then, just as suddenly as her adaptability started, it stopped. 

She could barely think about the death of her father. It was as if a serpent had woven its way around her heart, its body constricting the muscle until she couldn’t breathe, and she swore she was dying anew. The first time it happened the chirurgeon thought it a product of her injury, and she dared not choke out the panic of seeing spots of black as they whisked her back to bed.

She did not think about what might have become of her best friend. The thought that Siyoh could be dead, or worse — worse, more than anything, knowing the Garlean empire — had her lying in bed for days, panicked and catatonic in one. What if she was conscripted to some far-off land or forced to warm their bed? What if she was alone? What if she was afraid?

Then there was the torment of trying to adapt to Eorzea. It was the angst of knowing she should be grateful for everything they offered her, knowing she could give them naught, and she did her best to convey it whilst also feeling so alien she felt as though she were merely the audience to her own story. 

She listened to strangers converse in a language she could barely understand, so used to Siyoh’s patience as she tried to translate, and her concentration so often ebbed before her body did.

The bed she laid in was not her own. Only in the deepest of sleep did she feel like she was home, until open eyes to an elevated perch made her feel as though she were falling. Some of her countrymen had come to bed on the floor, but it wasn’t like she could get there now, could she?

A few of the able bodied had come to making their own food, but the ingredients were different and lacked many of the usual spices. It wasn’t bad, she had to remind herself of that, but it wasn’t the same.

Everything was different, different, different. She wanted to scream — why couldn’t she manage with one thing? Why did it feel like that one thing was the tipping point that threatened to sent her over the edge?

Her father had always commending her on weaving like the river, able to carve the land to suit her. Now, Azuma felt as if she were drowning in it.

[violetlou2020]

Day 5 of @flufftober 2022

Title: Daiya Drabbles

Author: Vividly_Violet

Fandom: Diamond no Ace

Chapter 1: Roommates

"Oh no, you're a morning person."

What if Miyuki was Sawamuras roommate.

Day 5 of Flufftober2022

"Oh no, you're a morning person."

Chapter 1: Roommates

What if Miyuki was Sawamuras roommate.

It takes a lot of things to surprise Miyuki Kazuya, one of those is opening his dorm room door after an incessant amount of knocking only to be met by the gaping surprised face of a first year student he recognizes to be the loud middle schooler he shortly teamed up with against Azuma.

"You— you!" the first year stuttered whilst pointing at Miyuki.

"Me." Miyuki said just to be a little shit with an easy going smile he knew will rile the first year up.

"Miyuki Kazuya!" the teen shouted and the older teen winced. Yup, as loud as I remember him to be.

"Quiet down will you, the rest of the first year's are settling down too— wait your here does that mean—"

"Yup! We're roommates! Please take care of me." Well there goes his peaceful evenings, Miyuki thought as he watch Sawamura go about putting away his stuff.

The next day he was awoken by the puttering noises in his room. He pulled down his eyemask, squinted at the clock on his bedside table and then towards the teen putting on his practice uniform before he dicided it was too early so Miyuki pulled down his mask and borrowed back in his sheets.

"Oi Miyuki-senpai it's morning, wakeup." gonna ignore that.

"No." the older teen muttered but was promptly ignored when his covers were pulled away.

"Rise and Shine Senpai!"

"Oh no, You're a morning person!" Miyuki realized with dread. Sawamura just tilted his head before shrugging and asking Miyuki to join him for a run.

When Kuramochi arrived at the practice field he did a double take.

"Yo, am I seeing things or is that bastard up early?" he asked Nori. The sidearm pitcher laughed.

"He's been here before anyone else along with a first year." Kuramochi blanched and then perked up.

"First year?" Nori pointed at the field where a loud teen was running way too enthusiastically ahead of the catcher. The green haired second year barked out a laugh.

"Kyaha serves that bastard right. Better run some now than be punished by the coach for his tardiness."

"Miyuki could benefit from having a roommate to help him wake early." Nori agreed.

"Shame though Masuko and I didn't get a roommate this year."

[riftdancing]

Riftdancing;  a Hashtag Library

This is a list of my organizational hashtags.  You can use this library to find specific characters, types of media, friends, and more.

Click for more below the cut. ♥

• General

#peptalks w/ pepper 

OOC blurbs from the mun

#ꜰꜰxɪᴠ // Memes

Meme-like / light hearted or ooc posts

• Characters

These are self explanatory...

#character - mihli mihgo

Also see: #character - sasavi

#character - siyoh mari

Also see: #character - opo

#character - blink vaniro

#character - maneki mihgo

#character - poki mewri

#character - paprika swan

• My Media

#riftdancing - screenshots

Screenshots created by me.

#riftdancing - artwork

Artwork created by me.

#riftdancing - writing

Drabbles and blurbs written by me.

#riftdancing - roleplay

Roleplay as a topic. Includes character ideas and head canons.

#riftdancing - venues

Establishments I work with, own, or co-own.

#riftdancing - events

Events I am either, hosting, attending, or working with.

• RP Employment & Free Company 

#establishment - the umbral udon

Noodle Bar and Asian Eatery - Owned by Siyoh Mari

Crystal Data Center - Balmung - Shirogane - Ward 3, Plot #52

#establishment - the doman dragon

Bed and Breakfast - Owned by Azuma Yumishi (Siyoh works with her)

Crystal Data Center - Balmung - Shirogane - Ward 3, Plot #51

#establishment - the fireside

Café and Coffe Shop - Owned by Firelight Trading Co.

A handful of my characters work here. (Mihli/Siyoh/Maneki)

Crystal Data Center - Balmung - Shirogane - Ward 3, Plot #53

#company - firelight trading co.

Firelight Trading Co. (and Headquarters)

The Company almost all of my characters have a hand in.

Crystal Data Center - Balmung - The Goblet - Ward 13, Plot #13

• Friendshapes

#friend - ashley hawke

Best Friend of Mihli Mihgo, Adopted Mother of Poki Mewri

#friend - azuma yumishi

Childhood and lifelong best friend of Siyoh Mari

#friend - sarrai avery

Best Friend of Mihli Mihgo

#friend - koret swan

“It’s complicated.” - Blink Vaniro, Cousin of Paprika Swan

#friend - rexonus fira’lux

Proprietor of Firelight Trading Co., Would have been Mihli’s Dad in XI (but not in XIV)

#friend - lysander ervaut

Mihli’s Love interest and also mentor in everything Eorzean.  Man has worked miracles to get her memories back.

#friend - y’shero Tia

FTC’s overworked doctor, Poki’s unwilling father figure

• Group Tags

#umbraldragons

Azuma and Siyoh

#deadbeats&dragons

Lysander and Mihli

[aftokrator-official]

WRITER MEME: 10, 27, 63, 69, 70 (robot really liked the last ten or so questions I had to reroll a SECOND 70)

10. Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

as usual I have like 50000 WIPs, the first hit I got was in my unfinished kooku oneshot:

Hearing Azuma's shout, Koarai blinks and throws himself to the right without thinking. As he does, the Bamster's blunt jaws crash into the space he'd just occupied, cracking the pavement. "Whoa!"

27. What is your most and least favorite part of writing?

Favorite: getting into the zone, seeing a scene I've been imagining actually take shape on the page, the times when my characters surprise me and things go a different direction than I was anticipating

Least favorite: actually sitting down and wRITING THE FUCKING THING. getting started always sucks. Also digging myself out of the whole when I'm feeling uninspired or have written myself into a corner.

63. Something you hate to see in smut.

goddd i'm REALLY picky about smut haha, in no particular order some things that usually make me hit the back button:

overly flowery language/too many euphemisms for body parts

sexual dynamics or kinks that feel OOC to me - obvs this is super subjective lmao

"initial nonconsent but then secretly they were into it all along" on a fic tagged as noncon (not a huge fan of it in general - for dubcon, I prefer characters being conflicted all the way through, or perhaps consenting in an impaired state of mind - but at least tagging it as dubcon is accurate.)

conversely, coercion/reluctance on a fic NOT tagged as dub/noncon. i'm here for it! just... not when I'm specifically looking for my OTP having a mutually good time lol

69. I can't think of anything that's not old enough to be either long-since orphaned and forgotten, or lost to the sands of time on my old FFN account hahah. Generally though I am a little embarrassed about the number of unfinished multichapter fics and abandoned drabble collections on my accounts.

And while it is simultaneously, somehow the single thing I've written I'm most proud of, there are definitely a few scenes/chapters in Colony that I reread and just go "oh god, why did I write this" at myself SDKFJSD i would never edit them out or delete them tho because that level of pure unrestrained idfic was always the point.

70. Enthusiastic, mostly - I love writing and I love talking about it. But if it's people IRL, I don't bring up fanfic and keep to the relatively safer and easier-to-understand waters of my original fic.

[nanamisflowerfield]

Scenario/Drabble Headcanon Requests 💮

Spring

🌸 Sakuya Sakuma

Fluffy (Sakuya, Tsumugi) 💮

🎵 Masumi Usui

Secret Relationship 💮

Enemies To Lovers 💮

Touch-starved s/o 💮

Idol s/o 💮

Your confession (Azami, Taichi, Masumi) 💮

Comforting depressed s/o (Masumi, Tsumugi, Yuki) 💮

Insecure s/o 💮

Suddenly I changed my gender!? (Masumi, Tsuzuru, Sakyo) 💮

📝 Tsuzuru Minagi

By My Side! 💮

Suddenly I changed my gender!? (Masumi, Tsuzuru, Sakyo) 💮

🎮 Itaru Chigasaki

Fujoshi 💮

Smol And Vicious s/o 💮

Confessions (Juza, Omi, Itaru, Tasuku) 💮

Ticklish s/o 💮

cheerful, affectionate anime & video game lover 💮

Taruchi's fan 💮

Carry me bridal style 💮

❁ Citron

Our Normal Days 💮

Happy Birthday!

Spicy Loving s/o (Citron, Azuma) 💮

🌶️ Chikage Utsuki

Summer

🌻 Tenma Sumeragi

Maybe Next Year… 💮

Musical Theater Actress (Tasuku, Tsumugi, Tenma) 💮

Ranunculus & Cherry Blossoms (Tenma, Homare) 💮

Triple threat (Banri, Tasuku, Tenma) 💮

🧵 Yuki Rurikawa

Model s/o 💮

Just Come Back 💮

Motherly s/o (Taichi, Yuki, Muku) 💮

Overworked! (Yuki, Azami) 💮

Ranunculus 💮

Injured s/o 💮

Comforting depressed s/o (Masumi, Tsumugi, Yuki) 💮

My muse 💮

Shopping loving s/o 💮

🍬 Muku Sakisaka

My Tsundere s/o 💮

Motherly s/o (Taichi, Yuki, Muku) 💮

Happy Birthday! (Sakyo, Hisoka, Muku) 💮

Disney princess-like s/o 💮

🔺 Misumi Ikaruga

📱 Kazunari Miyoshi

Opposite 💮

⚾ Kumon Hyodo

Their First Date

Freestyle Dancing (Banri, Kumon) 💮

Autumn

🍂 Banri Settsu

Freestyle Dancing (Banri, Kumon) 💮

Enemies To Lovers 💮

Triple threat (Banri, Tasuku, Tenma) 💮

🍰 Juza Hyodo

Confessions (Juza, Omi, Itaru, Tasuku) 💮

Sweet themed accessoires 💮

🐶 Taichi Nanao

Blooming Pansy

My Love For You Is As Tall As You!! 💮

The Furuichi Sibling (Taichi, Sakyo) 💮

Puppy And Kitten 💮

Motherly s/o (Taichi, Yuki, Muku) 💮

Your confession (Azami, Taichi, Masumi) 💮

🐺 Omi Fushimi

Matching Stuffed Toys 💮

Confessions (Juza, Omi, Itaru, Tasuku) 💮

My Little Beast (haven't finished it yet)

👓 Sakyo Furuichi

The Furuichi Sibling (Taichi, Sakyo) 💮

Happy Birthday! (Sakyo, Hisoka, Muku) 💮

Suddenly I changed my gender!? (Masumi, Tsuzuru, Sakyo) 💮

💄 Azami Izumida

Dating 💮

Shy 💮

Dandelion - Soulmate AU 💮

Polite and Shy s/o 💮

Overworked! (Yuki, Azami) 💮

Rose 💮

Your confession (Azami, Taichi, Masumi) 💮

I have a nightmare 💮

Paper cranes 💮

Winter

❄️ Tsumugi Tsukioka

Musical Theater Actress (Tasuku, Tsumugi, Tenma) 💮

Fluffy (Sakuya, Tsumugi) 💮

Comforting depressed s/o (Masumi, Tsumugi, Yuki) 💮

⚽ Tasuku Takato

Musical Theater Actress (Tasuku, Tsumugi, Tenma) 💮

Confessions (Juza, Omi, Itaru, Tasuku) 💮

Triple threat (Banri, Tasuku, Tenma) 💮

💤 Hisoka Mikage

Lazy 💮

Happy Birthday! (Sakyo, Hisoka, Muku) 💮

✨ Homare Arisugawa

Ranunculus & Cherry Blossoms (Tenma, Homare) 💮

My Singer 💮

☀️ Azuma Yukishiro

Spicy Loving s/o (Citron, Azuma) 💮

Touch Starved 💮

🤖 Guy

Others

🦜 Isuke Matsukawa

Fluffy 💮

Singing s/o 💮

🍛 Izumi Tachibana

Dating 💮

🐕 Ken Sakoda