#fuji writes fic

[mangostarjam]

birthday boy — kaiju no. 8, hoshina soshiro x f!reader, established relationship aka they're happily married, smut mentioned but not described, reader is called "wife" and "darling" and "sweetheart", fluff, birthday fic, 1.7k words

"Quit smiling so much, bowl cut," Narumi Gen snaps. "You're giving me the creeps. Who called you out here, anyway? This is First Division territory!"

Hoshina Soshiro sheathes his blades as officers begin to scatter from the area. His smirk grows. "We're right on the border, so my wife called me."

And there it is — a telltale pink rising on the Captain's cheeks, hands spasming on his bayonet as he tries to come up with something that doesn't betray his jealousy. Not that Soshiro cares — not today, anyway, not when his wife woke him up with a soft, sweet kiss before making him cum so hard he went a little boneless.

Still, it never hurts to rub it in.

"She knows I'm the best at neutralizin' these small fry kaiju," Soshiro says lightly, "and y'know my wife — she deserves the best."

Gen's jaw ticks. "Oh yeah? Well, your wife still thinks I'm the best Numbers Weapons user!"

Both men subconsciously straighten when their earpieces click and you sigh loudly over comms. "Seriously?" you ask, but Soshiro can hear the smile in your voice. "Shouldn't you guys be working?"

"Aw, sweetheart, we're done here," Soshiro says, glancing around quickly. The scene is secure, the kaiju are all neutralized, and officers from the First Division are handling the rest. There's only one thing left.

Soshiro spots a drone hovering nearby and waves a hand at it. He can feel the camera focusing on him, and out of the corner of his eye he sees Gen watching with a frown. He shoots the camera a cheeky grin. "I think it's time I get back to my wife. See ya, Captain."

You groan loudly over comms and Soshiro laughs, shoulders shaking as he waves goodbye to the First Division and heads back to his car. Gen scoffs just as loudly and begins barking out orders, because he is a good captain underneath it all, and Soshiro should really get out of their territory before he ends up with more paperwork on his desk.

You're waiting for him in his office, perched on the edge of his chair with a familiar jacket covering your body. "The troublemaker returns," you announce, sweeping your arms out as if the office contains an audience and not just the two of you.

Soshiro laughs and steps into your embrace, squeezing you to him as you giggle. You're warm — and soft — and you smell like laundry detergent and sunshine and the faintest whiff of freshly brewed coffee. "Didja borrow my shampoo again, my dear?"

"It was my shampoo first," you scrunch your nose at him playfully. He snorts. Resists the urge to kiss your cheek — and then gives in a moment later, lips brushing soft along your skin. Your lashes flutter as you blink up at him. "Need help with your combat suit?"

Soshiro's fond smile goes a little sharp. "Are ya offerin'?"

"Yes, you menace," you stretch a little to give him a kiss. Soshiro's heart thunks painfully in his ribcage as the warm metal of your ring sweeps across his cheek. "Here, let me."

Soshiro stands still as you begin unzipping his combat suit. He keeps his gloved hands on your hips, muscles relaxing out of the subtle, constant strain of the suit as it releases his body little by little. You're taking your time — fingers dancing along his shoulders and pecs, palms smoothing down his biceps and nails catching just barely along the edge of his compression shirt.

He always keeps a spare set of uniforms in his office, so he's not the least bit surprised when you drag the zipper further down, your touch featherlight along the tense muscles of his abdomen. You suck in a breath and it's gratifying, always, to catch your gaze and the heat in your blown pupils.

You keep your eyes on his and nearly go cross eyed when he tips forward, purple strands tangling with your hair. Your thumbs trace idly along his hip bones. "Who's the menace now?"

"Still you."

Soshiro laughs quietly, nerves thrumming in his fingertips as his heart threatens to overflow. "I think you're a pretty good contender."

"Hmm, I dunno," you mutter, tugging the zipper a little further. Soshiro's briefs waistband is in view now, but you just lick your lips. "You're the one who insisted on returning the favor this morning, even though it's your birthday."

"Can't help it," he sneaks a kiss to your jaw, presses his lips against your fluttering pulse. "That was a great birthday gift — my pretty lil' wife, cumming all over my cock 'cause she knows it belongs to her."

Your face warms and Soshiro grins. Kisses your cheek. Catches your hand in his and rubs his thumb along your matching ring. "Alright, Vice Captain, you should really get changed," you say, and immediately Soshiro's expression falls. "Wh-what?"

"That's illegal," Soshiro says. He can feel himself pouting, but it's fine. Nobody's around to see except you. "I'm your husband!"

"Oops," you say. Your eyebrow raises and you tug the zipper the rest of the way down. Soshiro sucks in a breath. "Want me to make it up to you, birthday boy?"

He's achingly hard, nerves shivering with the release of the suit and anticipation, but you've gotten in trouble before for shenanigans on duty and he knows better. He does.

Really.

You smile into the kiss, lips moving comfortably against his own. Soshiro sighs into your pretty little gasp, teeth nipping at your lip before he pulls back completely. "Soshiro…?"

That's really not fair. "The captain'll understand, won't she?" Soshiro mutters. You giggle and he can't help it — he kisses you again.

You tug at his gloves wordlessly, too caught up in kissing him back for any finesse. With the removal of his gloves, the sleeves of his combat suit slide off, and the rest of it follows until it pools on the floor. You slip your fingers under the edge of his briefs as he tugs you close, his own hands now free to roam appreciatively over your body beneath your borrowed jacket.

"Does my husband have plans to take his boots off?" you ask teasingly, tilting your head as he sucks another mark into the soft skin of your neck. "We don't have much time before your next meeting."

Soshiro groans into your shoulder when you touch him, eyes flashing hot as your lips part in silent awe. "Are ya still stretched out from this mornin'?"

"I might've been — ah, touching myself, just a little bit, while I was waiting for you to get — Soshiro!"

Your laughter fills the air and Soshiro engraves it into his memory, takes every gasp and moan and the wet, warm heat of you and etches it into his bones. It never gets old — just better, with age and familiarity and the silly inside jokes layered upon your shared history. With the boundless love echoing through both of you, the promises and the choice to keep choosing each other through it all.

Soshiro chokes on a surprised laugh when you mumble something about how your tits must look like mont blanc desserts from how much attention he paid them. "Aw, darlin', are ya jealous? I swear I love ya more."

You lift a shaky hand from your face and manage to shoot him a look. "You're not denying it."

He kisses you, but you're both smiling too much, so he pulls back slightly to brush your noses together. "Didn't ya say somethin' about bein' late?"

"We won't be late," you say. Soshiro raises an eyebrow and you shrug demurely. "What can I say? I know my husband."

The loud bark of his laughter makes you grin, and he finally pulls out to get the two of you cleaned up and presentable. You had the foresight to stash a change of panties for yourself among his things, but he leaves his jacket on you, opting instead to wear your lab coat even though it strains over his shoulders.

"Sexy," you snort, tugging him closer by his belt loops. He steps into the space between your legs and hums as you reach up to run your fingers through his hair. "You look like you ran a marathon."

"Someone was a lil too distracted to care about my poor hair," Soshiro says lightly. You roll your eyes fondly. "But it's alright," he sighs, "at least I match my wife."

"Not quite yet," you mutter, gaze flicking to the mark you had managed to leave on his skin, sitting just beneath the edge of his turtleneck. "But it's fine," you smile sweetly, "I've got time."

"Is that a promise, sweetheart?"

"Yes," you slide your arms around his waist and he steps obligingly closer, letting you press your ear to his chest. The sigh you release makes his lips twitch with a pleased, fond smile. "The captain granted us the day off tomorrow, since you had to go help the First Division today. So you can party as long as you want tonight, and we'll still have all day tomorrow for me to make sure we match."

"Party?"

"Don't play dumb, Soshiro," you say. "You know I wouldn't have let you mark me up so visibly if we were going to a real meeting."

"I dunno," Soshiro hums, hugging you a little tighter. "I thought it was just my birthday present."

You lean back slightly to look at him. Sitting on his desk puts you at a bit of a disadvantage, but he thinks you look cute like this, with your soft gaze and the pretty tilt of your lips.

And to think — he'll have more of this. Years and years together, getting to see you smile and hearing the bright sound of your laugh. All the time he spends with you more than makes up for the reality and danger of your jobs, but it also means he cherishes each second with you in a way that he never takes for granted.

"What is it?" you ask. Soshiro's grip tightens slightly. Your confusion melts into understanding and you reach up to cup his face in your hands. "We're right here, Soshiro."

"I know." He kisses you softly. You sweep your thumbs along his cheekbones, so tenderly his heart aches.

"Happy birthday, my love."

[fuji-sen]

Monachopsis; SAGAU Creator!Reader Headcanon

Monachopsis: the subtle feeling of being out of place.

c/w: angst, homesickness, slight cult genshin impact characters.

synopsis: The adrenaline and excitement had worn off, what replaced it was a sense of detachment and the feeling of homesick-ness slowly building up. No longer feeling joy at being treated like a God in your favorite game, you could only feel that subtle but persistent feeling that you did not belong there coupled with the sadness and grief at your past life.

divider credits: @enchanthings

✨ you wonder how things became like this, perhaps it was because you were constantly detained and kept inside a lavish palace, unable to see the outside world.

✨ or perhaps it was how your acolytes treat you.

✨ they did not harm you, but they might as well have all together.

✨ they treat you so full of devotion and reverence. Their touches stiff and light never holding you for longer than it is necessary, their manner of speech was always formal, never jovial even the bard of Mondstadt had a more serious and deep persona when it came to you.

✨ although their goal was simply to respect you for you were their supposed Creator, that very devotion towards you became the very wall that separated you from them.

✨ you could not get close to them, you could not pass that damned relationship between a Creator and a faithful believer.

✨ Furina had been closed to you at least, perhaps because she understood your plights. However your relationship seemed sinful in the eyes of the other acolyte.

✨ you no longer were able to see the cheerful girl.

✨ Buer or Nahida who's ability to read minds and the hearts of people worked on you, but it seemed she had learned from Fontaine's leader, she did not get close to you, however she left more sincere gifts for you.

✨ handwritten letters, books with annotations, even Aranara's were given to you on the guise of being servants.

✨ speaking of gifts, wealth, gems, lavish furniture, clothes made from the rarest fur and the softest silk had been presented to you. At first it made you overjoyed, to received the things you had long for, to become rich and wealthy.

✨ now seeing the pile of untouched presents all you could feel was cold, it was impersonal really. The clothes did not suit you, the gems and gold were useless for you could not even go out to spend it, the furniture as well for it was too big for you to used by yourself and you lacked the friends to even sit together with and have a chat.

✨ however upon seeing your favor towards the dendro archon's gifts, they tried to follow in suit. Yet their letters were simply filled with compliments of your visage, poems and tales about how great you were, talking about you as if you were a historical person they had studied and were doing a greatly embellished report on but never truly getting to know you.

✨ to fight off the feeling of sadness that began to wallow in you, you asked for them, desperately, "treat me as your friend, if you truly love me as your God then treat me how I want to be treated." you'd say.

✨ they looked at each other, before carefully and hesitantly agreeing.

✨ now you felt guilty, they spend their times on you. Chatting with you, telling you stories.

✨ you feast together, with food made by Xiangling and other characters.

✨ but even as they surround you, their conversations became white noise to you and the food seemed tasteless under your tongue.

✨ you did not feel like you belong among them. especially with that nagging voice in your head, snickering and whispering that 'they aren't your friends, they're just acting like it all because their precious Creator begged them to.'

✨ In the past, or your past life, doing something for yourself, by yourself seemed like a chore. The mundane chores, your job, studying even, but now that seemed like a luxury with the title of God.

✨ they did not ask you to do anything, you did not participate in state of the nation addresses, you could not change laws or fight for the people. . at least they didn't let you.

✨ you could not even clean your own room or dress yourself, Noelle took care of the cleaning, Chiori took care with choosing a set of clothes each day for you to wear like you were a kid and Xiangling did the cooking.

✨ It left you with nothing to do, like you had no purpose other than sitting still and looking pretty like a piece of decoration.

✨ Nobody disagreed with you even, nobody argued with you, they were like yes-men. God you began to miss your parents and siblings, you missed your classmates/coworkers, you missed working, you missed being your own person!

✨ it was beginning to eat you up at this point,

✨ to the point you had became overwhelmed with sadness.

might make a mini-headcanon series for this or an actual series revolving around this idea/angst.

do you want a series like this tho? it'd be heavily angst and might just have a bad ending or good ending.

[fuji09]

Stiles having an emo phase. Think about it y'all.

He starts getting more and more black clothing, band tees and skinny jeans, he even starts wearing eyeliner. He starts getting piercings from the shady tattoo shop that doesn't id anyone. First it's only on his ears, but then he starts to get more bold. He gets a septum piercing, lip piercing, and then a tongue piercing. That's the one that pisses off his dad the most.

The sheriff screams at Stiles for being so reckless and stupid. He could have bled out if a vein was hit or get an infection! Stiles just smiles through it all, enjoying the rebellion. He's grounded for two weeks but it's worth it.

Scott isn't a fan of the music Stiles starts listening to. He isn't a fan of Stiles starting to smoke weed and cigarettes. Clearly his friend is trying to figure himself out and he wants to help so he's just there for him. Always encouraging when they go shopping and Stiles tries stuff on, helps Stiles learn how to apply eyeliner properly by watching YouTube videos. He even helps Stiles paint his nails black since Stiles can be a bit shaky and he doesn't want to mess it up.

Then Stiles starts going to the gay club Jungle to let loose and realizes he might not be completely straight. He starts experimenting with small touches, dancing, and once the alcohol loosens him up, he starts to grind and dry hump his dance partners. At one point he's got a guy behind him and a guy in front of him. They start touching him and his body is buzzing with arousal.

He starts to kiss one of the guys, slowly, languidly. The other guy kisses and bites at his neck. He realizes that yeah he is totally not straight, but not gay either. He's pretty sure he's bisexual.

He ends up getting his first handjob on the dance floor and it was amazing. Then later gives one of the guys he was dancing with a blowjob in the bathroom.

Stiles is on fire and he's so glad he wore his tighest skinny jeans that really makes his ass look good and a V-neck shirt that's practically painted on and shows off his collarbones now riddled with hickies. Then he sees Derek fucking Hale and it's like a bucket of ice water drenched him.

Derek looks pissed and now Stiles is worried that Derek is homophobic, or technically biphobic since Stiles is pretty sure he is bi. But Derek also seems kinda into Stiles' new look. He has a hungry look in his eyes like he wants to devour Stiles and holy hell would Stiles let him. Derek is the hottest guy he knows. But Derek still looks furious so Stiles is really getting some mixed signals here as they continue their stare down, neither wanting to be the first to look away.

So Stiles does the only thing he can think of, he runs. Stiles runs out of the club as fast as he can, gets in his jeep, and prays he's sober enough to drive because he'll take his chances on the road over his chances with Derek possibly killing him.

He makes it home, and can finally breathe again. He flops on his bed and lets his racing heart calm down. He has no idea how he can face Derek ever again, but he just hopes that the sourwolf won't out him. He wonders how much Derek saw, but he knows with his luck Derek saw everything.

[postmanlinksbootyshorts]

genuinely so confused as to why rei/towa isn’t more popular in the western fandom. it’s not even bc i prefer it or anything, i’m just so used to how big fandoms tend to gravitate towards certain dynamics that seeing this smaller fandom not take the friends to lovers bait for once is blowing my mind

[oneluckydragon]

user @s1nn0hh unlocking their third eye and breaking down the very fabric of Echo like they've got a personal window into the privacy of my own mind. They somehow have total access to the inner intricacies of my OC ideas it seems.

But anyway you GET her my friend, oh my gosh you GET HER.

Sketching my girl and messing w/ bold colors while I brainstorm fic ideas.

[brofightiscancelled]

list of fanfics i like

ichimatsu and todomatsu get white girl wasted. it's funny

totty climbs mt fuji by himself. really really nice character study fic

totty climbs other mountains with his brothers, followup to the last fic. the brother interactions are very funny and on point

denki mystery AU fic. the only one that exists, as far as i'm concerned. captures the stilted haunted vibe wonderfully. surprise cameo in the second chapter

suuji abt the spaces left between family gaps. i really like how jyushi's POV is written in this, it's a good balance of his silly goofiness and emotional intelligence. probably the only "jyushi deals w ichi attempting" fic ive liked

karamatsu's endurance test. excellently characterized. i like how it examines kara's Suffering without it feeling over the top or dramatic, the mundaneity of makes it sadder imo

osomatsu (high school) has a heart to heart with his dad while high on pain killers. i love how matsuzou is written in this one. i love family bonding

matsuyo watches her one-in-a-billion babies fight into the world. ohhhhh i love you matsuyoooo

97k word 46 chapter fanfic about karamatsu getting a gf and nothing bad happens to him. in breaking news, the super angsty and dramatic high stakes fan-favorite does in fact have the most ic, charming and hilarious narrative voice of all time

193k(??!!?) word fanfic abt karamatsu getting stuck in a time loop. again, the super angsty dramatic fan favorite does in fact have the most ic/charming/funny narrative voice. this one leans a Bit far into the drama for my personal tastes but is still excellent

high school matsus. ichi breaks his leg and jyushi pushes his wheelchair. most of the fic writers seem to have fallen off by the time the movie canonicized their HS personalities so i like every opportunity to see them interact

jyushimatsu's girlfriend meets all of his brothers. this one is just sweet and cute. i love you jyushimatsu's sad girlfriend

jyushi and ichi find a lost dog. this whole 2 by 2 series is quite good this one is just my fave

osomatsu and chibita pull back the curtain. now This is quality childhood friends content. character writing is great

jyushi post-letter fic. devastating. deserves special mention for the most fun jyushi character voice

^ this whole series is excellent. love reflecting on childhood moments. karamatsu having the best night of his life while his brothers are all having a fucked up and miserable one is so funny to me. i NEED to know how totty's interview went

[seros-chaotic-scribbles]

Ranking the TDB Boys' Ability to be a Housewife PT 1

hi everyone! my wonderful guild gave me this idea! we had a short discussion about who would make a good housewife out of the boys and that spawned this little brain rot! enjoy! :3

okay so as i was writing this I hated how long it was getting so this will be multiple parts! let me know what you think!! <3

ALSO THE NEW CHAPTER???? BRO I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A HAKU FIC AND NOW ALL I CAN THINK OF IS THE NEW SILLIES

Frostheim & Vagastrom below the cut!

Frostheim:

Jin Kamurai:

When i tell you that this man might be the best and worse housewife. he has the money to spoil you and he will but if you expect him to do ANY chores… yeah no. he would hire someone else to do it for him. laundry? done. dishes? clean. But was he responsible for any of it? nah. now if you two had kids i could see him being a detached but good father, it would take him a bit (he would have to go to therapy for his own trauma) before he could properly bond with the kiddos but once thats happened? I imagine the two would be attached at the hip! Overall solid 7/10.

Tohma Ishibashi:

okay as much as i was originally on the fence i think Tohma would actually make a pretty decent housewife. hed be amazing at running the household, scheduling everything is a breeze for him and hed definitely keep all the finances in order. like Jin, i imagine hed hire people to keep the place spotless but unlike Jin i can see him taking a more active role in keeping things comfortable for you. Like i imagine him to be the type to ensure you’re not overworking yourself by preparing everything for a vacation and making your boss give you time off. if you two had kids, i could see him joining the school board, maybe a bit of a helicopter parent (in a good way! maybe.), just involved in managing the school and your child’s education as a whole. he would absolutely be a bit of a control freak so i give him a 6/10

Lucas Errant:

it is my humble belief that Lucas would be one of the best housewife candidates. this man would have everything taken care of on top of anything extra. hes the type to have a warm bath ready for you when you get home and extra comfy pjs laid out for afterwards. he might get a little confused from time to time on what you may want (for example you need to be direct with this man. hints will absolutely go over his head) but know he always has your best interests at heart. if you have kids just know they will be united in their love for you and he will be raising them to be little gentle souls. they’d be the type of kiddos to sit there and hold the door for EVERYONE if you went out to eat. be prepared for their combined efforts to take care of you. 10/10 no questions.

Kaito Fuji:

Kaito (I love my wife) Fuji would be another great housewife. he may not be the best when it comes to a confrontation but just know that his love for you is unrivaled. your boss bothering you at work? nope. that isn’t something his beloved should have to deal with! hed often be angry on your behalf and if you’re not careful he may or may not show up to your work. speaking of work, you would have new flowers on your desk every week with the sweetest, fluffiest notes that you could imagine. this man cannot believe that you are his wife and would be the type to be thankful for your very existence. Only hiccup might be if you two have kids. don’t get him wrong!! he adores his kids!!! but he still wants to be the one to cuddle you when you get home. he might end up feeling a bit lonely until you smile at him and he bursts into tears because of how silly he is to be jealous. 9/10. just for his little jealous habits

Vagastrom:

Alan Mido: 

Oh goodness, Alan would be a great housewife. a scary one. but a wonderful one. just be careful when it comes to contacting him while at work. He will send the most ominous messages out of the blue (ex the package has arrived or it happened again) with NO elaboration. but thats not his fault!! he was just having trouble with his phone ;-; i imagine he would keep the house fairly clean (on weekends the two of you would deep clean together) but most of all he would treat you like you were the most precious thing to exist. hed be a very domestic housewife. i can kinda see him in a similar position to Tatsu in Way of the Househusband. If you two had kids expect some of the sweetest moments. at first he would be terrified of hurting them, theyre so tiny and his strength is ungodly, but with reassurance from you he would gently start to hold them and feed them. some nights youd wake up to him standing by the baby’s crib, softly talking to them and letting them hold his hand as they slept. Hes a bit rough around the edges but that just adds to his charm so 9/10! 

Leo Kurosagi:

bestie. why did you marry this man. Leo would make a terrible househusband. hed avoid doing chores and unlike some of the other ghouls, he would not hire anyone to handle it for him. i imagine he’d be somewhat of a dead weight besides the money that he makes off of social media. and don’t get me started on the way he tends to involve you in his content. he’d be a completely different person while fiming, all smiles and sweetness in order to fool his fans into believing you two have a perfect marriage. don’t even get me started on if you two have children. dude would be an ipad parent. any sign of distress from your kiddos and boom. screentime on overdrive.  0/10. Divorce babe, divorce. 

Sho Haizono:

okay okay, Sho might actually be a perfect housewife. i don’t mean this as a joke but if food is your love language you’d be in heaven. Each morning you’d see a lunch already packed for you (i don’t see Sho as a morning person so no breakfast for you :3) and inside would be the cutest lunch. He would make sure that theres a mix of healthy and sweet in order to keep you fufilled for dinner! Speaking of dinner, whenever you’d get home there would be a hot meal waiting for you! not only would he make your favorites but he would have you be his tester for new recipes. The sweetest night spent between the two of you involve a dessert and movie. He does his best to keep the house clean but don’t be suprised if he forgets a few things here or there (except the kitchen. that is always sparkling!). if you two had kids it would be over for the culinary world. you would walk in on Sho teaching your child how to cook, calm instructions as your kid is a bit too close to the stove or wielding a particularly sharp knife. it wouldn’t be suprising to me if your kiddo ended up on various cooking shows at an early age! Sho gets a 10/10 because a girls gotta eat!

[catpriciousmarjara]

Katekyo Hitman Reborn!: Namimori Location

(Documenting my research process so I won't forget and get confused why I did something in a fic during a later read through. Nothing serious really.)

Where exactly is Namimori in canon?

As I was writing a khr fic, I realized I needed the exact location of Namimori for one sentence. A sentence that wasn't even important in the long run. Rather than abandon that single sentence I decided to try and locate where the town of Namimori would be in Japan. Because apparently I like pain.

There is virtually no information on the actual location of Namimori anywhere. So I had went on a research binge. And I found something that gave me a starting point.

In 2009, there was a special KHR episode that was aired during the Jump Super Anime Tour titled, Vongola Style School Trip, Arrives!

Saying that I found it is not that accurate. Its more that I went looking for an episode like this specifically. This isn't the first time I tried to locate fictional locations on a map for the sake of the plot. And I've realized that episodes centered around trips provide amazing clues, especially where the trip starts, where it ends, the scenery outside etc.

Thats what I hoped for here as well. And the hunch paid off! Between timestamps 3:07-3:10, there's a map. Not very detailed mind you. Just enough to show the direction where they came from. But that's better than nothing.

So they're going to Nagoya city, which is in the Aichi Prefecture. Its in the Chūbu region. It also looks like they're coming from the Kanto region, possibly from the direction of Tokyo.

So that means we can leave out the Kansai, Chugoku, Shikoku, and Kyushu regions in the south. There's no way Namimori is in Hokkaido, or Okinawa, so those two prefectures are out as well. The most likely locations for the town to be in is in the Kanto, and Chubu regions.

Comparing the physical map of Japan with the short glimpse we get, I'm reasonably sure they passed by Mt. Fuji as well.

See that little protrusion under Fuji-san? I'm pretty sure thats what we see in the map shown in the episode. So yeah they passed Mount Fuji.

Another thing, see that arch like thing before the protrusion? Thats Kanagawa prefecture, and we can see in the very beginning of the video, around the 0.03-0.04 timestamps, that they don't start anywhere there.

See? They pass by it completely and started somewhere well before Kanagawa. So Kanagawa is out.

Lets go back to Fuji-san again.

The mountain lies between the Yamanashi and Shizuoka prefecture borders.

That gives us three possible routes:

Chiba-> Tokyo-> Yamanashi-> Shizuoka-> Aichi [Nagoya City}

Tokyo-> Yamanashi-> Shizuoka-> Aichi [Nagoya City}

Yamanashi -> Shizuoka -> Aichi [Nagoya City]

Why did I decide on Tokyo as the starting point in Kanto despite there being other prefectures in the region?

In KHR's seventh volume, Hot Summer Arrives!, we get chapter 57, Swimming at the Sea. Its a beach chapter.

The beach is described as being close by and the fact that Ryohei's boxing club senpai, Kuroda Eiji and his buddies Kisanuki Yukio and Ookura Takuya, apparently work there as lifeguards, supports this. (You know...cos they're in middle school and all and jobs at that age tend to be close by...for civilians at least.)

Which means that prefectures like Saitama, Tochigi, and Gunma, which are all landlocked as you can see on the map below, are automatically disqualified as locations for Namimori.

By that same logic, Yamanashi is also disqualified.

Ibaraki is not counted because despite the abrupt beginning and ending of the map scene in the episode, we can guess that the starting point of the trip wasn't quite that far back. By the curve of the arrow I mean. {Yeah I know this is a reach but I'm pretty sure I'm right.}

That just leaves Tokyo and Chiba.

The argument in favour of Chiba is a meta one. Tokyo is an iconic location when it comes to manga and anime. Most anime set in Tokyo shows several shenanigans centered around Tokyo's various landmarks. Even works not set in Tokyo sometimes have Tokyo episodes and Tokyo adventures. Like Haikyuu for example.

Considering how much shenaniganry and crackishness KHR has, it would be very strange if it was set in Tokyo and yet didn't have any Tokyo misadventures in it. Reborn would just go ahead and name Tokyo Tower Vongola Tower or something just like he named Nagoya Castle Vongola Castle. So Namimori might not be in Tokyo, but in Chiba instead...which is still part of the Greater Tokyo Area now that I think about it, so still Tokyo in a way?

I couldn't find a way to clearly articulate an argument in favour of Tokyo when a friend send me this link.

I was walking on a path well-tread! @ladydraculena had already slashed through the figurative jungles for me!

I went looking for the two locations marked in the map in their post but it seems like Namimori Steamed Buns has since closed down. Hibari Nursery School on the other hand is going strong.

With this information the argument in favour of Tokyo grew much stronger.

Thus canonically the town of Namimori is most likely located in Tokyo and if not in Tokyo proper, definitely in the Greater Tokyo Area.

(Please note that I left the Tohoku region out of this. The region is very distinct and neither anime nor the manga has shown a singular sign of being set in Tohoku. By that I mean that if a work is set in Tohoku, it would be impossible to hide its Tohoku, or mistake it as somewhere else.)

Edit: @rooigseix pointed out that since most of KHR's usual shenanigans strictly happens in Namimori, the usual Tokyo adventure trope meta might not be applicable in this case. Namimori might be far away from Tokyo centre like the Ota or Edogawa districts, which are close to the sea as well.

Edit: @lightning-will-bovino pointed out Kokuyo land and there is in fact a theme park called Noah Forest Amusement Park or Mori-no-Yeunchi near the Hibari Nursery School!

It seems very likely that Amano-sensei was inspired by the area. It might not be where Namimori is actually located but the existence of these establishments in close quarters lends further credence to the theory of Namimori being in the Tokyo area.

In conlusion, the most likely location of Namimori would be in Tokyo prefecture but close to the Chiba border. Not landlocked as well.

Thus, Edogawa ward is the most suitable location.

And after all of that, I decided that Tokyo wasn't a good fit for my fic's Namimori and by my magical writer powers shifted it to Mie Prefecture instead. ╥﹏╥

[mikansei]

Ohh this articulates so well a thought I've had about regional/temporal/subcultural etc. details like this in fic!

It's hard to recall specific instances - when done well, it blends seamlessly and doesn't stick out. I'm always trying to achieve this in my fics while also tempering my need to describe everything in excruciating detail, lol. Paring away the result of an hours-long research binge like gently peeling an apple...

(Wikipedia's blue links are dangerous stuff 😭 like a gacha except the prize is learning trivial shit about everything under the sun for free)

When done well it's a great way to ground a character within their own world and humanize them, rather than just pasting a reference like a sticky note on top the narrative. One way to do it is to get less specific - per the example, not naming Naruto specifically and generalizing to just "anime," so the reader can mentally fill in whichever series they feel might fit. Still gets the gist across without potentially revealing the author's personal taste in Ao3 reading material, lol.

But making it less specific isn't necessarily the best way, you know? Especially for a character who might reasonably know the specific thing being referenced.

Something I'm currently running up against in my fic: the Visored have lived in the Material World since 1901, and are all at least a little tuned-in to human culture - Rose & Shinji's love of music (despite the slight anachronism of jazz in 1901 lol), everyone's fashion, etc. Rose is more classical-themed (his outfit & Kinshara's conductor's baton), so for actual in-text references I'm sticking to classical music: he complains about Shinji making him play the boring bass part of Pachelbel's Canon in D. (Totally not channeling my former band kid woes here...)

Would it be unfitting to mention him singing something more contemporary? Not necessarily. Does naming a modern song directly in the fic feel like transporting myself back in time to 2003 songfic on FF.net? YES 💀

I don't have like, a solution here, lol. In lieu of specific references that might ring false or forced, I've been trying to focus on the non-specific - the reactions, the feelings, the vibes other characters are getting from Rose as "that one friend of yours who bursts into showtunes at any given opportunity." He is That Guy™ who starts singing in the group call and makes everybody groan, not because he's a bad singer, but because this is the third song he's sung in the past half hour alone. They have been down this road before. A lonely road; the only one that they've ever known--

*I am pulled offstage Vaudeville-cane-style*

Another way to make the setting feel like a lived-in place that the characters actually occupy is inventing things for them to do (or avoid), events for them to take part in (or not) - but the trick is to keep it conversational. If the character's talking about a local festival in their hometown, even in narration, they're probably not describing the whole shebang down to the history of when it was first celebrated. Because they're already familiar with it, you can flex their voice by summarizing what about it would be important to them. Maybe it's "You know, that thing where a noisy crowd makes navigating main street hellish for three days," or "Right, the 'festival' - or as I like to call it, 'an excuse to be publically day-drunk all weekend'."

(Bonus: doing that means you don't have to come up with details, lmao.)

Verisimilitude (long thoughts about writing)

Sometimes I get mailed random books to consider for course adoption. The first one I looked at the other day was so incredibly bad I could not make it past page 12--"oh my god I hate books" bad; "trees were wasted on this!!" bad. And then there's this one. I've made it to page 30-something and I could have told you 20 pages ago that Oliver Twist it would remain, but I am still reading it to read it, and maybe keep it to recommend extracurricularly. (The protagonist Alva is a weeb for American culture, whatever the word is for that, which I think could make for interesting study!) But that's all context to say,

AH YES THE INTERNET RABBIT HOLE OF NARUTO FAN FICTION, HENTAILORD. WE'VE ALL BEEN THERE.

SO...

BLEACH MENTION WHEN????

Based on the style of her screen name, the Naruto porn, and her listening to My Chemical Romance and Linkin Park, this girl is definitely living her teenage life in the mid-00s, in ways that are searingly obvious. Which feels like it should be a massive success in terms of using verisimilitude to pinpoint a particular time and place and, by extension, person. But I don't think it does?

In thinking about why this doesn't work for me as a reader:

1. As a general rule, I tend not to enjoy "fandom" subculture references like this in fiction, because they have never felt true to my experience of fandom, or even my experience of others' experiences of fandom. The specificity is there but not the verisimilitude. Whether this is because of an inability to articulate the breath of life that animates fandom spaces, or a feeling of needing to at least kind of translate it for the uninitiated general audience, I don't know. Not that Alva's narrative goes far enough to merit this discussion; she's just reading Naruto porn for one sentence, but it just doesn't land right for me. (Sidebar, this is probably also why I don't enjoy acafandom or fandom essays that aspire to acafandom; there's usually this attempted, manufactured critical/"objective" distance from the text that often feels performative, or at least the wrong [or less interesting] tool for the job. And even where 'in-group' positionality is addressed, the translation required to make these things legible to the out-group is just--well, not what I want in life, I guess!)

2. I am a great believer in drawing greatly from what you know and feel and all those random thoughts and behaviors and emotions and tics that make life interesting, and giving them to fiction. In fanfic especially, I am a great believer in seeing the author's hands in a text, making the story (and the original canon) unmistakably theirs. But I kind of always want them to be hands that are in the act of giving. By which I mean, I think there's a difference between all these things existing in a story and having been given to a character or a world or a story, and integrated genuinely into them.

Like, all I can think about while reading this book is how the author definitely lived through the mid-00s in a particular and very familiar way. Rather than create a richly immersive world, the details jump out of the page and leave the story behind. They don't feel like they belong to Alva (or perhaps Alva does not feel like a character with the depth to hold them and make them hers). They belong do the author, and to me, and to history, but Alva falls out of the equation. And if this is going to work, I feel like Alva can't fall out of the equation.

3. I was talking to a friend about something similar a few months ago. She was complaining about a historical fiction book she was reading with a book club she leads at the library she works at--how it was clearly very well-researched, but dry as hell. The information was not animated by the story itself. And I compared it to a fanfic I'd (not) read, where the author was very proud of all the research they'd done and how accurate-to-life its setting was. (To be clear, I'm not subtweeting Bleach fandom. Completely different fandom! Also this fanfic was published like 16 years ago.) The fic did bring in lots of specific details about trees and highways and city names--things I knew well, too, because it was set where my sister lives--but rather than be as exciting and, again, rich, as I feel like that familiarity could have been, it all felt dead. Because all these things were described specifically, but not true to how the narrating characters would describe them, or mentally catalogue them, or experience them.

And you might think, well, how would we possibly know how a character thinks about highways? It's not like he's explained this in canon. And I'd say, well, you definitely can. There are probably a lot of different ways a character could plausibly think about highways, depending on the specific shade and flavor of your characterization of them, all equally believable; but it's got to be part of the equation. There are a lot of ways to be right, and you know it when it's wrong. The wrong-est way it can be is for the way they think about highways to not factor into the way those dang highways are being described by them, in their POV.

4. I think about this both as a reader and as a writer--certainly more often as a writer, because I find that level of imagining a character's headspace the VERY best part of the process, and also because I am often concerned I am not doing it, or at least not well, lol. I'm positive I've done all the things I've just talked about not enjoying.

These concerns exist at the level of characterization work in general, but also at that level of, is the wizard behind the green curtain? Are his hands giving? Because while I do write fanfic because "it is fun" and because "this idea interests me," I am also usually writing it to work through deeply personal emotions/experiences. Which again, perhaps selfishly, I support that. But from a craft perspective I don't want it to feel, transparently, like "oh lol this author is going through it."

Moreover, from a relational perspective, I don't want that to be the relationship between me as author and the characters. Because one thing I am ALWAYS writing fanfic to do is to indulge my feelings about how much I am in complete, rapturous love with the characters and worlds in question. I don't want to just place things upon them, like a film or shroud; I want them to be given, integrated, arriving in the text wholly in their bodies and in their minds and entirely theirs. And I mean this for both the emotional arcs and conflicts and the random tics and details. I want them to have been given, and to belong, and to feel completely and inextricably theirs.

So, those are my thoughts about mid-00s Naruto porn!!!

I'd love to hear others' perspectives, as readers or writers or both. Have you had similar reactions, or quite different? Why do you write, and what do you want? What's your template for how you think about characterization, or your writerly relationship to canon/characters?

[myfriendsarerealidiots]

Here is a snippet of my upcoming fic for this year’s @kaishinbigbang. I got the honor of working with @fuji-appless who makes amazing pieces of art please go check her out I swear you will not regret it one bit hehe. Her prompt brought me to life with how much I love the concept and I hope it came across in my writing 😉

Keep your eyes out for Fuji’s artwork along with my fic Game Changing Decisions which will be posted on August 14!

Below the cut is the text version~

“Kuroba, let’s go to a mixer! I heard there’ll be cute freshmen girls there!”

Hearing those words, I truly wasn’t surprised. After all, Kuroba has always been a popular guy at university. People approached him regardless of gender or course and no matter when I saw him he had a smile on his face. He has the wits, the charms and the smile to make anyone want to be friends with him, myself included. Despite that, I kept him at a distance. A greeting in the hallway here and a wave or two there and that was the extent of our relationship, at least in person.

“Hey, Kuroba? Are you listening to me?” His friend waved his hand in front of his face in an attempt to get his attention yet Kuroba was still engrossed in his phone. A lopsided smile decorated his features, perhaps showing his genuine affection towards whatever he was looking at. It was completely different from the practiced smile he showed those around him. It was a smile reserved for someone he held dear to his heart.

“I can’t go,” he spoke with finality as a pink flush spread across his cheeks, “I already have the cutest lover on earth.” He smiled.

[mangostarjam]

silent reading time — kaiju no. 8, hoshina soshiro x reader, use of foods as nicknames, childhood best friends dynamic, biting, 1.4k words

Hoshina Soshiro is staring at your thighs.

... you think.

It's hard to tell, since you aren't looking at him. Quick, fleeting glances out of the corner of your eye aren't enough to discern the true aim of his line of sight, but it really kinda looks like... he's looking at your thighs.

Why, though?

It's just a typical weekday night. You dropped by his room the way you have for the past twenty-odd years, holding a paperback book with a purple pen tucked behind your ear, ready to indulge in your favorite pastime of silent reading in your best friend's company. Soshiro has his own paperback in hand, green pen spinning around his fingers. The two of you jot little notes as you read, and once you finish you swap books. Later, you'll go to one of your favorite cafes together to talk about them. Soshiro's neat scrawl is as familiar to you as the back of your own hand.

For a brief moment you debate calling him out on his staring. But — nah, it's probably nothing. Maybe your pajama shorts are a little worn and he's just appalled you're wearing something so flimsy.

"What's up, beansprout?"

You glance up from the words you haven't been reading and meet your best friend's gaze. "Huh?"

Soshiro closes his book but keeps his finger tucked to hold his place. His green pen spins in a blur. "You've been starin' at that page for ages. You sleepy or somethin'?"

"Nooo..." you draw out the word as you think of something to say. "Just wondering if I should get new pajamas."

Well — you didn't call him a creep, but now he's blatantly staring at your thighs and maybe this is... worse? You can feel a flush rising up your body at his scrutiny.

"What's wrong with these?"

"... Nothing?"

Soshiro gives you a doubtful look and before you have a chance to retreat, he's caught you against the bed, pinning you down with his elbows on either side of your shoulders. Your books and pens go flying across the mattress, landing with a thunk and a clatter as the room settles back to stillness. The sudden proximity of him looming above you takes your breath away. You squirm a little at the abrupt weight. Soshiro chuckles, his breath warm by your ear as his legs press yours into the mattress.

"Tell me, egg tart."

He's close enough that the strands of his purple hair tickle your forehead. You know you have no chance of getting away from the Vice Captain of the Third Division in close quarters, but you wiggle half-heartedly anyway. "Get off of me, you big oaf!"

"Oh? That's not very nice," Soshiro's grin is playful. He eyes you for a second, and then he pouts. "I just wanna know what's runnin' through that pretty lil head."

Well that's just unfair. He knows you're weak to him when he makes that face. You scrunch your nose at him and giggle when he mimics you. He's steady, hovering above you, as if it's nothing for him to basically hold a modified plank pose on the soft surface of his mattress. Something about that makes you feel... a little warm.

But he's your best friend. You've known him since you were toddlers, training in swordsmanship together at the Hoshina estate, following him into the Defense Force until you hit a wall and pivoted to research instead — you know Hoshina Soshiro, and he does not make you feel warm like this.

You gather your wits about you slowly, like your braincells are moving through molasses. Soshiro seems content to hold his position, familiar grin still firmly in place. You can feel the warmth radiating from him, the careful way he keeps from squishing you entirely, even though he's stopping you from running away from the question.

"It's really nothing, promise," you say, "I just thought maybe you kept looking at my pajamas because they're so old."

There's a moment of silence as Soshiro digests this. You listen to him breathing above you, the thick fabric of his sweats warm where his legs press into your bare skin, the overhead light haloing his purple strands and casting his carefully blank expression in a faint shadow.

"Dontcha think you're a lil too comfy 'round me?" His voice comes out low, almost missed beneath the sound of your rapidly accelerating heartbeat. "I'm a man, too, y'know."

You blink. Soshiro's now wearing the vaguely amused smile he always seems to have on when you're around, but there's something lingering along the edges that sends a shiver up your spine.

Forget molasses. Your brain shuts down entirely, bluescreening as you frantically try to reconcile his words and his meaning and why is he looking at you like that? Like he wants to — to eat you, to swallow you whole — and why does he keep glancing at your lips? Do you have something between your teeth?

But, no, wait — Soshiro is a man. You know this. You've known this for ages. It's impossible to train with the strongest close quarters combatant in the entire Defense Force and not realize this simple fact. You've seen Soshiro take down more miniature and mid-sized kaiju than you can count, and he's a brilliant leader of his platoon and division. Everyone respects him and works hard to live up to his expectations, though you know he works three times as hard in the shadows.

Your childhood friend is certainly not a child any longer. One glance at the densely packed muscle on Soshiro's body is enough proof of that. You peek at his biceps tensing as he shifts above you and gulp.

Yeah, he's definitely a man.

But what does that have to do with anything...?

"Of course I'm comfy with you, Soshiro-kun," you say. Why does your voice sound like that? All... breathy and soft? You clear your throat and try to inject some normalcy in your tone. "You're my best friend! You'd tell me if my pajamas are too worn out, right?"

Soshiro just looks at you blankly. This is where he's supposed to crack a joke, this is where he flicks your forehead and calls you 'sugarplum' and rolls off of you, this is not where he suddenly leans down close enough that you can feel his breaths puff against your ear before everything narrows down to the singular point on your neck where he bites you.

"S-Soshiro-kun, what the hell?!"

"What's wrong? We're best friends, ain't we?"

"Yeah, but why'd you bite me?"

Soshiro's laugh is pressed into your neck like honey dripping from the comb. He's not... He hasn't moved away. You haven't moved away.

You could. He's left you room to move.

But you don't.

It's warm. His legs are still pressing against yours. The faintly woodsy smell of him is all around you, seeping into your skin as you shift amidst his blankets. "No reason," he says airily, lips brushing your temple as he brings himself to hover above you again. "Just takin' advantage of my best friend privileges."

"By... biting me?"

"By showin' ya I'm comfy 'round you, too."

The tension pops. You can't help but laugh, something like relief and the bittersweet tinge of regret flushing through your bloodstream. "What are you, an animal? Who the heck bites people and calls it comfortable?"

"Are ya uncomfy?"

"Well, no, but—"

"I've always wanted to bite you," Soshiro says. You can read the truth in the curve of his smile as his purple strands waver above you. "Ya look like you'd taste good, chestnut."

"That's it," you wrinkle your nose at him. "You've gotta come up with other nicknames for me, or else you'll keep thinking of me as food!"

Soshiro hums in thought. You can feel the sting and the faint imprint of teeth along the sensitive skin of your neck. Something about it makes you feel fuzzy inside, like a tv antenna struggling to search for a signal. You shift anxiously as the silence stretches, yearning for something unknown.

"No can do," he says brightly. His red eyes gleam as he leans down again. "But we're comfy with each other, yeah? Want me to inspect these old pjs for ya?"

The blush blooms beneath your skin with a force that startles you. "Uh, what—? No, Soshiro-kun, definitely not—"

He grins and it's bright, but a little strained. You reach up unthinkingly to cup his face in your hands, smoothing your thumbs along his jawline and cheekbones and smiling when he leans into the touch. The knot in your chest loosens. The two of you bask in the comfort of each other for a moment.

"You should really tell me off," he breathes, tilting his head. "You should tell me ta quit messin' around."

"Are you messing around?" you ask.

Soshiro laughs, a quiet sound in the stillness of the room. "I'm never messin' around when it comes to you."

[wttcsms]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ WIP tag game! ɞ˚‧｡⋆

❀ tagged by @mangostarjam, my dearly beloved fuji

rules > make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous > let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! > tag others to continue the game

tagging: everyone!!! ii don't have many writer friends, but if you write, pls tag me <3 i will be participating & would love to get to know any more writer blogs

i have over 100 drafts, so here are just the most recent ones LOL. please feel free to ask about any of them <3 it might actually get me to finish them!!

daylight iii, 2 | colt grice midnight | oc x oc (LMAO, y'all didn't know i had this range, did you) no more keepin' score (now i just keep you warm) | eita otoya alone together [one] | rin itoshi it always leads to you [one] | sae itoshi now you hang from my lips like the gardens of babylon | simon 'ghost' riley (wow COD phase, talk abt a throwback) my heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue | jean kirstein pyrrhic [one] | tooru oikawa burnout season | michael kaiser brace for impact | keiji akaashi balancing act ii | satoru gojo if you feel like falling (catch me on the way down) THREE | yoichi isagi and if i had the cure (i'd save you first) | black noir losing all my innocence in the backseat | sae itoshi (READER IS SHIDOU'S SISTER, which i find funny) fit for a king | shoei barou when he sees me (i like him and he knows it) | gojohime (yes, i do write ship fic LOL) to the victor belong the spoils | naoya zenin angel of the morning | atsumu miya an indentation in the shape of you | tobio kageyama always gonna be you | yoichi isagi (from a request!) making things up as we go | osamu miya devil on my shoulder tellin' me i'll die soon (i don't really want that to impact you) | atsumu miya with a comma after dearest | megumi fushiguro my heart surrenders | kiyoomi sakusa (from a request!) talking rings and talking cradles | rensuke kunigami (from a request!) atsumu miya's guide to escaping the friend zone | atsumu miya and when i was shipwrecked (i thought of you) | michael kaiser two weeks notice | reo mikage (from a request!) easy like sunday morning | colt grice (from a request!) sweet nothing | rin itoshi let the light in | rin itoshi (from a request!) little dancer | childe lessons in jealousy | naoya zenin (from a request!) borderline | jin kiyora (from a request!) take my hand (take my whole life too) | yoichi isagi (from a request! SO EXCITED, ONE OF MY FAVES SENT THIS TO ME AND ASKED FOR YAN ISAGI, ILY FOR THIS) where's the trophy? (he just comes running over to me!) | rintarou suna (from a request!) repeat offender | hiromi higuruma levi x petra | ...the wip title gave away who the fic was for, doesn't it all that we see or seem | kento nanami it seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye | kento nanami but not kiss | kento nanami socialite x kita | shinsuke kita get him back! | tetsurou kuroo if not you, then who? | tooru oikawa (from a request!) contractually yours [one] | satoru gojo i think i wanna marry you! | bllk boys headcanons (from a request!) it's so sweet knowing that you love me | ryusei shidou (from a request!) half agony, half hope | tom riddle (guys... it was a phase... that lasted for years... and still a phase i am in, unfortunately enough)

+ there's more, i'm just going insane scrolling through my drafts. will rb whenever i add more <3

[fuji09]

My Klance fic for the Voltron zine The Beach-isode

The beach may have my heart (but you have my soul)

Rating: Teen

Pairing: Klance

Summary:

The beach episode we should have had. Cute and fluffy.

[osarina]

I JUST GOT AROUND TO READING I, CARRION AND UGH!!

“there’s a lecherous smile on Albatross’s face as he leans against the frame and looks at you, glasses hanging off the bridge of his nose. ‘Damn, if you weren’t the boss’s girl…’” awww stop it you’ll make me blush

THE SCENE W DAZAI FINDING US NOT READY YET “It’s not silly if it has you upset,” kisses on the nape of the neck and then kissing our ankles & buckling our heels >>>>>> “I’m sorry that I’m not a good enough man to do what’s right and let you go.” hey so what if i started violently sobbing. “but if fate brought us together, then far be it from me to deny the one thing in this world that has ever made me happy.” HEY SO WHAT IF I STARTED VIOLENTLY SOBBING.

“Still, he wants to gouge their eyes out.” if my man doesn’t want to gouge out people’s eyes just for looking at me, i don’t want him ‼️‼️

“My, Dazai, possessive, aren’t you?” “Very,” Dazai agrees idly. “Be sure to remember that.” bringing his hand up from your waist to cup your cheek, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he murmurs, “That’s my girl, always so smart.” blushing giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair

“Fyodor Dostoevsky. A pleasure, truly.” oh no. oh no no no no no. that’s not good.

one more thing, i noticed that you kinda like made up your own characters (which was super cool and really creative btw!!) could you explain how/why you chose the specific authors you did? and i’m assuming you got their group names from something they wrote, any reason you chose those works in particular? (these are the ones i’m talking about: Mishima Yukio of the Sun and Steel, Nabokov’s Pale Flame, Leo Tolstoy’s Three Deaths, Cao Xueqin of the Red Chamber, Kitazawa Michihiro of Fuji Electric)

ty for listening to my ramblings once again ily !!

TUMBLR USER PE4RL-DIVER UGHHHHHH I LOVE YOU WHENEVER I SEE U IN MY NOTIFS IM SO HEART EYES

albatross is truly her no1 fan in this fic and she adores him <3 dazai is so not unsubtly jealous of him whenever she talks to him. gets all side eyed and irritated and then has to hide it whenever she looks at him LOLLLLL meanwhile albatross is just pleased that dazai is no longer an emotionless brick wall with a quick trigger finger

WHEN I TELL U THAT SCENE WAS ACTUALLY MY FAVORITE EVER i actually struggled so much writing it not because it was hard to write just because i was yearning so terrible for him LOLLLLL HAHAHAH

</33333 we all need our own beastzai truly life is so unfair he's so perfect

OMGGGGGGGG actually thats my favorite part of writing series/long one shots. i adore being able to build up new characters and organizations. usually i pull them just from some of my favorite authors/works (i cheated with the one electric company its actually just a real company because i got lazy) BUTTTTT mishima is obviously my go to just because there's lowkey already been reference to him and his works in the series but no mention of him, so he's my favorite to build and explore. and then i dont know why but i always have the russian underground divided by three (tolstoy, dostoevsky, nabokov) and usually in a constant territory struggle. of the two ive built up, nabokov is usually the one i use the most because ive hced that he worked with the previous boss pretty often before things went to shit. but i've actually built tolstoy's organization more than his - the three deaths is led by a triumvirate of tolstoy, gorky, and cheknov who were all contemporaries and had were associated with each other. and actually fun fact, i plan on doing a fic with a reader who takes the place of cheknov as one of the three deaths so we're going to see more from them. cao xueqin wrote one of the 4 great classical novels of chinese literature. my fyozai fic i've also built a new organization for - they're based in italy and are in constant conflict with the clocktower, but i don't wanna give anything away because u shall see when i finally post that

maybe one day ill do a whole little page for the organizations ive built & their references in my fics for u guys to look at if ur interested!!

[kakushino]

Attention

First off, I would like to thank everyone who has stepped forward to contribute to the collaboration I created: My Pet Demon AU

Secondly, due to a recent and sad falling out with a few people, I'm re-doing My Pet Demon collaboration rules:

All characters are now "available" (so to speak) to be written for, no matter who already wrote about them or not

That being said, please keep to the Headcanons of the AU

Either keep me tagged or the masterlist for the collab in your post (your work will be in the masterlist, and I will reblog it as well)

I will now tag all the contributors so far: @benkeibear @glitchtricks94 @linpunny @mysicklove @black-is-iconic @insanityofbones @sulli1361 @itsinthemist @mmm-fuji @fictionalwhor3 (ex chaoticpercy-jacksonkid)

If you want to change the character you write for, or add additional fic, please let me know as soon as possible so I can change it in the masterlist.

[andypantsx3]

hi andie!!! the look on my face when i saw my notifications -> (°ロ°) ! anyway did i ever tell you that you asking for more bnha writers for the spring fever collab was what prompted me to come out of my shell and start sharing my writing online again? thank you for being so good and warm!! i hope you and your wonderfully spoiled doggo have a great week!

Omggg Fuji I am honored!!!!! And so proud of you, hell fucking yeah!!!! I was so thrilled when I saw another BNHA writer had joined :') thank you for keeping me company. 🥺🥺🥺

And omg I am so hype to read your piece!!!! knot happening lmaooooo, it's gonna be the first one of the collab fics I read!!!!!! It sounds sooo good.

I hope you have a very excellent week too. The spoiled dog and I am manifesting for you!! lmao 😌✨❤️❤️