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My Giramie Fic Rec

(aka most fics available on ao3 atm lol)

But there's only one throne (and other such excuses to stick together) by 3x3

Personally, Yanma thinks there are many ways to go about the seating. It's not really about the seating, is it? You go to jail for two years and the next thing you know your coworkers have hooked up.

Rooftops, Reveals, and Relief by Beanpole_Zora

Gira talks with Jeramie on the rooftop. Everything ends up okay. Or: A fix-it fic for episode 29 because Shugoddammit Toei you can't just do that to me-

of the blurred boundary by 3x3

You needn't lift a finger. A hand, or a lack therof, can come in many difference shapes. or Gira and Jeramie explore each others' bodies.

Getting to Know the Boogeyman by tinyDogboy

A short time after Jeramie announces himself to Chikyuu as King of the Bugnarok, Gira tries to come up with a plan to get some of the citizens of Shuggodam to welcome him. Where better to start than his own home? ( MY RANDOM TUMBLR THOUGHTS ACTUALLY LED TO THE CREATION OF THIS FIC!!! I LOVE IT SM!!!!)

for peace by nightlesscastle

gira husty and jeramie brasieri were engaged. formally. royally. to each other.

Sorry, I'm Not Home Right Now (I'm Walking Into Spiderwebs) by Beanpole_Zora

4 times when Jeramie's spontaneously placed hammocks were unwanted by the kings, and the 1 time it was.

renovation/reinvention by 3x3

Jeramie is there, the day Gira gets fitted for his new outfit- the traditional one, tailored for the king of Shugoddam.

do spiders get sick? by nightlesscastle

a dry autumn night / gira finds jeramie sprawled on his bed, feverish and hot

waiting for the one-two signal by melotuzu

Jeramie breaks away from Gira’s gaze, but doesn’t move from his touch. His stare remains fixated on anything but his eyes—his nose, his cheeks, his lips. “...Better,” he breathes. The ache in his ribs is accompanied by the ache in his chest. “Much better, thank you.” Or, Gira patches up Jeramie's wounds after Dagded's attack.

dive into me by melotuzu

“You were watching over everyone, weren’t you? Not just Shugoddam.” Jeramie raises his hands up in mock defeat, smiling, but unsure what of. “I’ve been found out.” Or, Jeramie finds himself in Shugoddam one night, in search of a dear friend.

Dates Around Chikyuu by Beanpole_Zora

Gira and Jeramie visit the other kingdoms on some of their dates.

Red Looks Good on You by tinyDogboy

Gira and Jeramie have a late night tea break while Gira is catching up on some kingly paperwork.

Of Courtship & Coccinelles by tinyDogboy

Jeramie knows what he wants to convey to Gira, but saying it is an entirely different problem. How can he get Gira to understand his feelings?

Fangs are Peak Character Design by Beanpole_Zora

Gira and Jeramie are kissing when one accidentally bites the other, but not the one you'd think.

The Most Fetching Shade of Pink (is the one dusting your cheeks) by stickers_on_a_laptop

Sweater (Mantle): A garment worn by a child (boyfriend) when its mother (boyfriend) feels chilly

Dimorphism by heavvymetalqueen

“How are you getting on?” says Jeramie, kneeling on the other futon with a grace Gira knows he doesn’t have. “I think i can smell with my fingers.”

Cipher, Decipher, This Phantom Thief Boy by Beanpole_Zora

Phantom Thief Prophet has come to steal from the Husty Estate, but what exactly it is he's stealing is still a mystery…

They never spoke again by Liest

Dagded revealed Jeramie's feelings to Gira.

good morning, sunshine! by chilipepperconverse

Gira, like everyone else, heard stories about it growing up. Your soulmate's first words to you will appear on your wrist once you meet them. Only a lucky few actually experienced it. Or: one very unlucky ex-prince experiences it. And the words on his wrist are NOT what he expected.

Share a Storm in a Teacup by Anonymous

Gira gets a surprise after being unexpectedly invited to one of Himeno's tea parties.

lay with me by chilipepperconverse

Jeramie doesn’t need to sleep, but Gira asks him to come to bed anyways.

Gira's sex ed quest by oogenesis

Gira wants to take his relationship with his boyfriend to the next level, but there's a bit of an obstacle.

I'll add more as I gain more favs!!!

[lunar-gl1tch]

HAD to do something kenhaji for tanabata so i got very high and very sad: in other news, new minor arcana! Hajime wears a yukata and makes a wish

[sastheforestspirit]

Hi, Sas! I hope you're doing all right!

https://twitter.com/HimitsuNacchan/status/1582869287332892672 - The trailer for Himitsu no Nacchan is out and I thought of you! Please watch it until the end!

Thank you!! A lot people around me has hard time, I do what I can to support them!

I saw it o Shu's IG, but my adhd made me forgorrr and never watched it hahahaha so thank you!

@narashikari @heavvymetalqueen @skajador idk who to tag more hahaha but loook at HIIMM the trailer dropped!

[rosemirmir]

tagged by @stickers-on-a-laptop​!

Fave colour: Teal

Currently reading: Started a little bit of my first volume of Rose of Versailles, same with the OG Kamen Rider manga

Last song: Hateno Village from the Botw ost

Last series: Kamen Rider Den-O (I am also watching Donbros, but the last episode I saw of something was an episode of Den-O I saw the other day, but I am watching both.)

Last movie: Dead stream

Currently working on: Got a few fic wips I need to finish up and a couple art wips for a project I can’t say much else about right now

share 10 different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then tag 10 people 🎥🎬📺

1. Ankh from Kamen Rider OOO - This bird has truly perched himself in my brain, the bird of all time. I love this asshole (affectionate)

2. Link from Zelda -  My original Blorbo, could gush about him for weeks if enabled

3. Maya from Captain Harlock (Arcadia of My Youth) - I love her and she deserves so much more

4. Bright Noa from Og 1979 Gundam - This poor guy really is doing his best to mantain a ship full of children being sent out to war and the dude is only fuckign 19

5. Minako from Sailor Moon - If you had to make me pick a sailor scout as my favorite, it’d be her. Though I really adore them all

6. Dr. Kiriko from Black Jack - My only exposure to him right now is his one episode in the Dezaki OVAs but  I love this trash doctor man

7. Maetel from Galaxy Express 999 - Maetel my beloved

8. Nico Robin from One Piece - Her backstory always gets to me

9. Yuri from Dirty Pair - I love Kei too but she’s definetly my favorite of the pair

10. Zox Goldtweaker from Zenkaiger - The latest pirate blorbo in my collection of pirate blorbos. He yo-ho-hoyed into my heart and brain

@carmypen @kanohivolitakk @neckspike @toku-fangirl-2015 @heavvymetalqueen @demiurgicfeline @violetlou2020 @cennydd-bookwyrm @sastheforestspirit @ceeceeforeigngeek0927 (no pressure either! do it if you feel like!)

[higharollakockamamie]

heavvymetalqueen replied to your post: Hi! I saw your most recent post talking about the...

I AM SO FULL OF PRIDE FOR MY BOYS BEING ON THE TRAILER FOR DEATH STRANDING and also tfw your old fandoms join forces

Bless Kojima for giving us a great trailer and also making me think of 90s anime. 

[call-me-schmidt]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Metal Gear Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kazuhira Miller/Ocelot Characters: Ocelot (Metal Gear), Kazuhira Miller, Catherine Miller Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, they're married in alaska and everything is fine, Dissociative Identity Disorder, did you know wolfdogs live over 15 years Summary:

Ocelot knew it was crazy. It was impossible. People like him never really had a choice. Were never free. He was just going to get Kaz killed, get both him and Catherine slaughtered. But he wanted it. And when had he ever done something because he desperately wanted it? Never. Until now.

[skajador]

BBKAZ 45 DO YOUR WORST

BB and Kaz, 45, “I think I made a mistake.” This one under a cut bc it got a lil long for scrolling! Also i did .. My Worst which means. MSF Motherbase shenanigans feat. Cecile’s birds. May or May Not Be Cute.

A shadow fell across Kaz’s desk, blocking his light. He looked up.

“Boss? If it’s not urgent, do you think it could wait? I just got back this morning from closing the deal with the Colombians and need to file all this shit.” He gestured to the tall but neat stack of paperwork in front of him.

Big Boss’s eye was distant. “It’s urgent.”

Kaz took a long sip of his coffee. He was gonna need about four more cups to handle whatever this was. It was already bad enough that he’d been immediately accosted by Cecile when he arrived.

“Monsieur Miller,” she’d said, between dramatic sniffs, “one of my darling house finches has gone missing!” She was lucky she was so beautiful. Well, and that Chico and Paz hadn’t been far behind and handed him a hand-drawn flyer with Chico’s rendition of the missing bird.

Kaz had given them his most convincing forced smile. “I’ll do my best to find--” he glanced at the flyer, “-- Tommy. You have my word.”

So he already had find a tiny fucking bird that may well have flown all the way to the mainland by now on his plate. And Snake was looking… dire.

“Well, what is it, Boss?”

“I think I made a mistake. Come with me.”

Kaz followed him to his personal quarters. It was messier than Kaz remembered, and there were even more cardboard boxes that served no apparent purpose around the floor than before.

“Here it is,” Boss grumbled. His eye got distant. “The scene of the crime.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, when you were gone, Kaz…” he trailed off for a second, “last night, the guys threw the regular Friday night party and. They wanted me to drink with them, because you weren’t here and… hnrgh… I woke up in my bed this morning.”

Instead of that pink box he sleeps in most nights. Alright. Kaz could see where he was going with this.

“So… You did something while blackout drunk?”

Boss nodded forlornly. Kaz followed his line of sight to the ground. Where there were about four small red feathers. Not quite the same shade as the Magic Marker on Chico’s poster, but… it was pretty unmistakable.

“Boss… you… ate Cecile’s fucking bird?” He had to do his best to keep a totally straight face. This might as well be happening.

“I don’t remember… but… she’s been looking all over for him and- Kaz- you know- I wouldn’t do that to someone’s bird,” his voice was breaking, “A bird in the wild- that’s another story. Any creature can capture him by right but- a caged bird… Kaz, what do I do? You always know what to do…”

God, the poor bastard must be hungover as shit. Kaz laid a comforting hand on his back and moved to sit on the bed. “Y’know. It could be anything that got that bird. Could’ve been that cat that Paz brought back.”

“But… the feathers.”

“I didn’t say it’s the truth but, it could’ve happened, right?”

“Hmmrgh… I guess.” He didn’t sound very happy about it.

They sat there in silence. Snake felt tense in Kaz’s gentle hold. God, he’d almost say the most on edge he’s seen him since the whole Strangelove thing. Over a bird. If Kaz didn’t know any better he’d say it was cute.  He needed to unwind. And not like that. Kaz stood up and looked around for wherever he might keep his cigars and-

“Fuck,” Kaz exclaimed, stumbling over a pair of Snake’s combat boots and knocking over a previously overturned cardboard box.

He heard the fluttering of wings and watched a tiny red shape dart around the room frantically.

“Well,” he said, “guess you didn’t eat Tommy after all.”

For someone so hungover, Snake managed to capture the bird in his hand impressively quickly. It only took about five minutes of kicking boxes around and Kaz trying his best to herd it towards him. Two grown men chasing a fucking finch around a room. Kaz was… glad he didn’t actually eat it. Didn’t violate his Jungle Honor Code bullshit or whatever.

He beamed at Snake and said in his best radio support voice, “Great job, Boss! You secured the target!” Snake gave him a tired smile back. “Cecile’s gonna be so relieved!”  Speaking of. She owed him one for this. Maybe this would even be worth a kiss.

[coyotefather]

ficlet thing: oce and kaz, either 3 or 32 :3c

THOSE PROMPTS WERE REALLY MADE FOR THOSE TWO HUH OTL

3. “I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.”

It’s been probably close to two decades since Kaz hasn’t felt like a pity fuck for Ocelot, and that’s enough for him to enjoy it now. The cowboy boot’s on the other foot, although shoes in general have been tracked all over the hotel room.

His accent dips in and out like a bad radio signal and there’s a hoarseness in his voice now that might be from an old injury or a recently-dedicated cigarette habit. He’s still Ocelot, still dangerous and demanding and as vain as he is handsome, but he rode Kaz like he expected to tire him out. It’s an uncharacteristic underestimation.

Kaz isn’t that old. He isn’t going to fall asleep and let Ocelot slink off to whatever kind of life he’s been living without enjoying the sights. The reality of things. That he’s whole and feels pleasantly fucked, not wrung out, and that if anyone seems to be having a meltdown, it’s Ocelot.

Living in each others pockets for years paid off. The two way mirror is just glass. Ocelot’s not out of breath or shaky on his feet, but he’s the first one to start getting dressed again, with tight little movements like he wants Kaz to stop watching. He even gives him a look over his shoulder as he sits on the edge of the bed. “You can go now.”

“I know.” Kaz paid for all-night parking, even if it’s Ocelot’s hotel room. He’ll stay as long as he wants.

Ocelot seems to have aged twice the years that Kaz has. He carries it like a gentleman and it looks good on him. Well-oiled leather, but still leather. He can remember Ocelot at his prime, the Diamond Dog days, and that’s what makes this iteration so markedly different. His hair is longer, his moustache more committed, and parts of him are poking through muscle more than what’s appealing.

“Am I your first rebound after the appropriate mourning period?” Kaz asks, chin propped up on his hand.

Ocelot snorts. “If you thought that, you wouldn’t have whined about a condom.”

He should feel worse about this. He’s always had such an incredible capacity for sickening guilt, but this actually does feel like a business trip that turned into drinks with an old friend. Despite the fact that Kaz hasn’t had business that required trips for years.  

Nadine has to know, because she’s probably sharper than Kaz was at her age, and she knows better than to put much emotional stock in him as a person. He’d die for Cathy, but he’d be quick to volunteer for it, which is one of many qualities that make him a terrible husband. Another big one is the fact that he doesn’t feel bad about sleeping with Ocelot like this, not even though it’s been years and they’d parted as enemies.

And that had been before Ocelot’s long years. Before Outer Heaven. Before Zanzibarland. Kaz has worked a long time to defang the part of himself that wants to know everything that happened, every painful and grotesque detail, but he can read some of it in Ocelot’s body. Like a ravine carved by water.

Anyway, he can see just about every bone Ocelot’s got when the other man stretches down to fetch his pants, pulling them up legs that are beginning to look old-man thin. “You look like a skeleton.”

“And you got fat.” It’s the sort of toothless insult that doesn’t suit Ocelot. Kaz knows he’s in better shape than he has been in a long time. Cathy likes to hang off either of his arms or cling to him like a baby animal.

“Just trying to make conversation.”

“I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.” Spurs jingle as Ocelot manages to get his heel into his boot. “Go back to Nadine before you miss Cathy’s birthday. Again.”

That should scare him, or maybe provoke him into a rage. How dare this murderer, this animated corpse of Kaz’s past know about his family, all that kind of outrage. Maybe he’s old or too cynical, but Ocelot knowing things he shouldn’t has stopped offending Kaz. Certainly stopped being a surprise.

Kaz lays back, taking a deep breath in and letting it out, feeling his body and its extra parts, both the same kind of strong. “I’m still don’t know what to get her.”

“How about a decent father?”

“I was thinking more like a pony. She’s at that age.”

Ocelot stops for a moment, staring into the middle distance. He could be thinking about horses or fathers or heroin, it’s all the same kind of pale-eyed, absent concentration.

He refuses, on a moral principle, to feel sorry for Revolver Ocelot. But he can watch, be a witness to this irrational moment, and enjoy it. “You’re a wreck.”

He frowns a little. It’s magnified by his moustache. “I’m not the one chasing chances to feel like a better version of the man he once was.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Well.” Ocelot puts his hands on his hips, still missing his shirt. His collarbones are glacial and his muscles seem to have eaten away anything else left on his body that isn’t bone. “I’m going to leave, and then resume my glamorous life as a highly-prized mercenary with a drug habit of a seventies rock star.”

Kaz laughs, which makes Ocelot smile.

[thestarcutter]

heavvymetalqueen replied to your post “rip all my ffxv friends, none of them talk to me these days and i...”

oh no is this my fault

no never!!

it’s the fault of self-righteous assholes with way too much social clout on tumblr running their mouths and impressionable people believing them

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heavvymetalqueen replied to your post: Today has been your casual and regular reminder...

with the amount of gaping assholes you stumble into the second you look for porn you’d think they’d know by now

These are people who believe anything more sexual than holding hands is sinful so they need to educate these filthy fujoshis that they do not really have anal sex, only MLM have buttholes, women do not.

How dare anyone suggest they see a pornography?

[feriowind]

heavvymetalqueen replied to your post: all i want are fic/art of my AUs but that kinda...

i mean last year there was somebody wishing for something that referenced your aus so it shouldn’t be too much of a problem! also most wishers are really obvious a lot of times, it’s fine, it’s all in good fun :)

:0000 IS THAT SO!!!!!

and okay you’ve convinced me hahahahha

[lunar-gl1tch]

BODY SWAP TIME! How do you even get all of Jeramie's outfit off? And how much of him is spider? Gira is about to find out...from within

big thanks for giramie week for giving me the motivation to finish this, even if it came out more comedic than spicy ;)

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Some fanworks go above and beyond, and here we celebrate a writer who not only wows us with incredible prose (and smut) but who works to bring this fandom together.  Got an obscure pairing that needs some love?  This writer’s got your back.  From organizing gift events to simply providing endless support and enthusiasm for fellow creators, the ‘Literally Porn Santa’ award clearly belongs to Heavvymetalqueen!

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Specific Kazumaji hurt/comfort fic shoutouts:

Wince, by AffectionateThimblerigger The crane, atop the trashheap by Heavvymetalqueen Injury by SplinterFiction Comedy Piece by bible True Colors by ShahHira If You Have a Minute Why Don't We Go? by itsybitsylemonsqueezy Caught the Scent by TellCosy A Closed Mouth by tarorko Specific author shoutouts (multiple kazumaji hurt/comfort fics): Heavvymetalqueen Splinterfiction itsybitsylemonsqueezy saltandbees Draayder

thank u sm anon! 🥰

[higharollakockamamie]

heavvymetalqueen replied to your post “heavvymetalqueen replied to your post “I should mention that this is...”

i absolutely did and one of them had aviators

My life is measurably better for knowing this.

[zevzevarainai]

Bro, I love your fics so much they make my heart explode every time... Do you have any kazumaji favorite fics to recommend us, I just trust your taste sm

Thank you omg you are so sweet... I’m trying to write more but life is kicking my ass. Any prompt suggestions would be welcome!

To be honest, I don’t read fic nearly as much as I should lol... i write way wayyyyy more than i read. i don’t really have an excuse I just don’t. BUT I have um. Two.

True Colors by ShahHira, which is a fic where Haruka gets sick while Kiryu is ridiculously busy and she phones Majima; cute and good, fluff and hurt/comfort

Receive You by heavvymetalqueen (explicit) (CW for mentions of canonical past abuse) -- which even though it is a one chapter n/s/f/w/ the characterization is spot on. It doesn’t dismiss what happened to Majima in the hole which automatically sells me (because I hardly ever see anyone acknowledge his trauma especially the s*xual abuse). ALSO Kiryu is grey asexual which just *chefs kiss* i highly recommend this one if you like explicit fics