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every-moment-a-different-sound · 6 months ago

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DBDA gifs for AO3 comments - Part 2

Part 1 here and part 3 here

Have you read any good fics on AO3 recently and wanted to comment, but didn't know what to say?

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seiya-starsniper · 6 months ago

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Six Degrees of Separation - Ch 6 COMPLETED

(Sandman x Dead Boy Detectives)

Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling, Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland, Crystal Palace/Charles Rowland (DCU), Johanna Constantine/Jenny Green

Rating: Teen & Up | Chapters 6/6 | Words: 12K

Tags: POV Multiple, Hob Gadling gives live advice to a bunch of teenagers, while helping them solve cases, that's it that's the fic, also he maybe plays matchmaker for his hot mess bestie, fic starts out as crystal/charles and ends with charles/edwin, Mutual Pining, Slice of Life, Hob Gadling adopts the Dead Boy Detectives

Tumblr Posts: Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5

Read Chapter 6 below, or at the above link on AO3

A year after Hob’s adopted three teenagers and a full grown adult as his unintentional, supernatural crime-solving family, a small Japanese girl walks into his pub covered in glitter and blood.

And she's with Dream , of all people. Dream, who looks like someone had run him through a blender and spat him out the wrong way. He’s not covered in the same glittering blood as his mysterious companion, but his messy black hair is even more wild and unkempt than normal, and the exhausted look on his face tells Hob he’s just gotten himself out of one hell of a situation and needs to talk about it.

Well, at least the pub was completely empty so that made things easy. Which, now that Hob thinks about it, was probably intentional intervention on Dream’s part.

“Hello old friend,” Hob greets Dream with a wave as they approach the bar, where he’s cleaning and drying off some pint glasses. Hob turns his gaze down towards the girl, who for all intents and purposes appears human, but somehow still looks like someone out of a cartoon with bubblegum pink hair that is definitely not wig, and wide, iridescent blue eyes a shade of blue he’s pretty sure does not exist in normal human eyes. “And you are—?”

“You don’t look like you’re over 600 years old,” the girl says bluntly, shocking Hob enough that he nearly drops the glass he’s holding. “You’re not feeding children to a giant snake to look young too, are you?” she asks him.

“Niko,” Dream growls at the girl and Hob’s brain short-circuits even further as he processes the name. “That is not what I told you.”

Hob gapes for a solid minute looking back and forth between the two of them as Dream and Niko (Niko? Niko?!) start arguing about the semantics of immortality.

“You said he was immortal, so I was expecting a wise old man!” Niko exclaims, gesturing a glittery blood-soaked mitten in Hob’s direction. “Not a guy who looks like a middle school teacher! Esther had to eat kids to look like that!”

“Hob is not eating children,” Dream replies with an exasperated sigh, resting a palm over his head. “For the last time Niko, my sister—”

“Niko? As in Niko Sasaki?” Hob blurts out, interrupting their conversation because otherwise his brain is going to explode. Both Dream and Niko whip their heads at him in surprise.

“Niko Sasaki with the weirdly large manga collection?” Hob continues as his brain recounts every single thing he’s heard about the girl in the past year. “Niko who tried to set Jenny up with a serial killer and it didn’t quite go as planned? Niko with the parasite fairies that lived inside her for months?”

“You know who I am?” Niko gasps. She turns to Dream, who looks just as shocked as she does. “How does he know me?” she demands. “Wait!” she exclaims before Dream can even reply, turning back to face Hob. “Are you psychic too?”

“No, but I know one who will be very happy to see you,” Hob answers, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re here I’ve heard so much about—oh shit wait! JENNY! GET OUT HERE!” Hob yells at the top of his lungs, remembering belatedly that there was someone in The New Inn right now that would be thrilled to see Niko.

“ Jenny ?” Niko practically shrieks, and both Hob and Dream wince at the high pitched sound. “Jenny’s in London? Wait, why is Jenny in London?”

“Moved over here with Crystal and the boys,” Hob says. “Oy, Jenny!” he calls out again, and this time, the American comes rushing out of the kitchen, looking extremely annoyed but also alarmed.

“What? What’s happening? Are we under attack aga—” she goes silent when she sees Niko. “Niko?” she whispers.

“Oh my god, Jenny!” Niko cries out, which seems to break Jenny out of her trance. Suddenly, the two girls are rushing towards each other, collapsing into a pile on the floor as they hug and sob.

“Oh my god is that blood and glitter on you?” Jenny says. “What the fuck? Are you alive? Am I dead? Oh God, I’m dead aren’t I? I can see the grim reaper right over there,” she adds, noticing Dream for the first time as she clutches Niko desperately to her.

Niko giggles. “No silly, that’s Dream. He just looks like that,” she says, gesturing to the Endless, and Hob can’t help but laugh at Dream's dour expression. He’d thought Dream was the embodiment of Death once upon a time because of that face too. “He’s the one who helped me get back to Earth!”

“Back to—where the hell have you been, Niko?” Jenny asks incredulously.

“No, not Hell silly, I was in the Dreaming!” Niko answers brightly. “Although Hell did try to take over, which is why it took so long for me to get back.”

“Hell did what now ?” Hob cuts in, suddenly feeling quite faint. He’s quite glad he’s still behind the bar, else he may have also collapsed on the floor himself.

“It is,” Dream says with a deep and weary sigh, “quite the tale. It seems you have your own stories to share as well, my friend.”

“I—yeah I do. I’ll close the bar and call the boys and Crystal,” Hob replies. “Best if we get both stories out in one go, I think.”

“Agreed.”

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There's a lot of screaming and crying that follows, and Hob is pretty certain he's going to be hard of hearing for the next few days while his eardrums recover. He doesn't mind though. Not when the kids all look so happy.

Niko's soul, it turns out, had been blasted to an entirely different dimension when she’d died, and that had been due to the cocktail of magical essences Niko had been carrying on her person unknowingly at the time. A lucky charm in the shape of a polar bear from someone named Tragic Mick had protected her from the magic that Esther the Witch had used to kill her, but then that magic had collided with the magic of the dandelion sprites. Apparently, when Litty and Kingham left Niko’s body without killing her, they had left some of their essence behind in her body, forging a connection that forced them to go wherever she went. And if all that wasn’t complicated enough, there was also apparently a cursed magic 8-ball! Hob’s really not sure how that played a part in anything, but according to Dream and Niko, the fact that she’d carried it with her at the time was vital to her transformation.

Which is to say, Niko Sasaki was no longer necessarily human. At least, not human by this dimension’s standards. Apparently her hair had once been black, then bleached blonde when the sprites had left her body, and now this newest brush with her own mortality had left her hair bright pink, and her eyes a glowing blue. Apparently it gave her the ability to see in the dark, and also sometimes see the future, amongst other abilities that she and Dream were still discovering.

In short, as she described it, Niko had become “a magical school girl! Without the weird uniform though. But all the cool magic!”

Dream had come across her when she’d attempted to get back to the reality she knew. Her transformation had given her the ability to dimension walk, though she didn’t know that’s what she was doing when she’d been drawn to the gates of the Dreaming. She’d only walked towards something that felt like home to her, and the gates of the Dreaming, also recognizing Niko as one of its original inhabitants, had swung open easily to let her and the sprites inside.

Dream himself had not been so welcoming at first. He’d taken Niko’s accidental wandering as intentional trespassing with an intent to invade. Niko and the sprites had tried to explain themselves, but they didn’t get very far before an actual threat to the Dreaming appeared in the form of Lucifer Morningstar and their generals from Hell. Although they were not obligated to, all three joined the battle against Hell, Niko because she felt it was the right thing to do, while Litty and Kingham claimed Hell was no place for faeries.

In the end, however, the sprites had perished during the battle, giving up their lives and the last of their magic for Niko, which is why she was covered in glittering blood. Apparently, sprite blood doesn’t wash out, but would fade on its own over time. Since Litty and Kingham had died within the boundaries of the Dreaming, Dream had offered them a permanent place in his realm as residents, as gratitude for their sacrifice. They had chosen to become nightmares, which, according to Niko and the others, was entirely appropriate considering their personalities.

Hob’s head is spinning by the time Dream and Niko finish recounting the tale. Edwin and Charles immediately start asking dozens of questions about Niko’s time in another dimension, while Crystal and Jenny bracket the girl on each side, holding her tightly as if she may disappear again if they weren’t around to tether her to this dimension. Johanna shows up at some point to be moral support for her girlfriend too, and further breaks Hob’s brain by confirming she too had been blasted to another dimension due to magic spells gone wrong.

Hob should maybe update his wards to include prevention against interdimensional travel. He’ll figure out the how of that later, though. Right now, tonight was a night for celebrating, school night be damned. It does not escape his notice that he’s the only one of their group that even has to worry about that.

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Hours later, Hob finds himself alone at the new Inn with Dream, cleaning up dishes and putting away the chairs for the night. The others had offered at first to help clean up, but Hob had insisted they all go home and rest, but Dream had insisted that he would stay behind to help clean up and well, Hob’s never been able to deny Dream anything.

Hob hadn’t missed the pointed looks Crystal and Edwin had given him as she and the others had filed out of the pub, nor the curious look from Jenny, and most certainly not the look of abject horror from Johanna. Charles and Niko had been the worst offenders, both giving him two obnoxious thumbs up on their way out. Hob doesn’t even know Niko, this was just getting embarrassing at this point. Everyone seemed to have some sort of opinion on Hob’s relationship (no, not a situationship) with Dream.

Hob really only cares about one person’s opinion though, and he’s currently staring at Hob as he finishes wiping down the tables, the last activity left before he closes up for the night.

“You did a good thing, reuniting those kids,” Hob says to Dream as he tosses his rag on the counter and turns to face his friend. “I've never seen them so happy.”

Dream hums contemplatively. “I hardly did anything,” he replies, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It was Niko's determination alone that carried her as far as it did, and her bravery that kept my realm from falling. I simply delivered her back to the Waking World.”

“I’m glad she was here, to have your back,” Hob says. “And I’m glad you brought her here. I know you said earlier you didn’t know the kids were here, but did you really not notice?”

“I did not,” Dream admits. “I have been—preoccupied with many things as of late. I simply brought Niko to where I knew for certain that she would be safe. Cared for.”

“I’m honored,” Hob replies, grinning from ear to ear. “That you’d consider me a good caretaker for her. I would hope you know I’d be happy to care for you too, should you ever need it.”

“I am—aware,” Dream says, his cheeks taking on the slightest hue of pink. Hob briefly wonders if Dream blushes everywhere on his body, or only just on his face. Then he feels his own face heat up as his mind goes off in other directions.

“Would you like to come upstairs?” Hob asks, trying to distract himself from his wandering thoughts, but then he realizes just how suggestive his invitation sounds and blushes even more. “I mean, I uh, if you don’t have anywhere to be I’d uhm—I’d like to keep talking,” he adds quickly, trying and failing to banish thoughts of what they could be doing in Hob’s flat other than talking . Christ, this was his oldest friend, not some girl he was trying to take to bed for the night. Dream doesn’t respond right away to Hob’s question, only tilts his head at him as if assessing something that Hob cannot see.

“Hob Gadling,” Dream finally says, his voice suddenly serious. “You are aware I can see into daydreams as well as sleeping ones?”

Shit.

Well cat’s out of the bag then. Might as well own up to it. Crystal’s never going to let him live this down, Hob knows.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” Hob says, before taking a deep breath to calm the rapid beating of his heart. “I really did want to just talk, I promise. I’m a grown man, Dream I know how to take a rejection. I’m happy for just your company, and friendship.” He means every single word of it too, and if Dream didn’t believe him, he could apparently just read his mind to find out.

“Hmmm,” Dream replies, before he takes one, two, three wide steps into Hob’s personal space. Hob inhales sharply, tasting petrichor and stars and infinity in that single breath.

“I have been made aware recently,” Dream continues after a moment, looking up at Hob from his eyelashes, “that I carry a lot of ‘baggage’, as Niko likes to put it.”

“We all have our burdens,” Hob replies, with a shrug. “I'd help you carry yours, if you'd let me. Or well, if I could.”

“No,” Dream says. “I asked another once, if she would be my queen, and share that burden with me. She told me the burden would be too great for her, or any mortal.”

“Dream,” Hob starts, more ready to make his case. “I could—”

“No,” Dream interrupts, shaking his head, his gaze suddenly faraway as he recalls what Hob assumes to be a painful memory. “She was right. I would not ask you to take such a responsibility. It would fundamentally change you and leave you unable to live your life as you have been accustomed to these past centuries.”

“But?” Hob asks knowing there is a but in Dream’s tone. Dream sighs, before he meets Hob’s eyes again, his gaze clearer and perhaps a bit…hopeful?

“But perhaps…maybe coffee?” Dream asks shyly. Hob laughs.

“Did you learn that from Niko too?” Hob teases him.

“In a way,” Dream answers, cryptic as ever. “If you are willing to be patient with me, Hob, I would gladly cherish you as both a friend and… something more than that,” he adds, and Hob’s heart soars. “There are limitations, however, and I—”

“Dream,” Hob interrupts. “Remember how we started? A hundred years between each meeting? That was enough.” He takes Dream's hand into his and kisses it, then moves his lips across each individual knuckle.

“I don't know how relationships with anthropomorphic personifications are supposed to work, but I know it won't be what I'm used to,” Hob confesses. “And it's okay, Dream. It's enough for me, just to know that you feel something for me too. We can figure the rest out later.”

“You are too free with your affections,” Dream tells him, but there’s no real reproach in his voice.

“Maybe,” Hob replies. “But I have a lot of love to give, what with living forever and all. Let me show you just how much?” he adds, this time unashamedly letting his daydreams unspool from his mind. The innocent and dirty alike. Dream’s eyes widen as he seems to physically taste Hob’s dreams, before his eyes darken and he squeezes Hob’s hand in turn.

“Lead the way then,” Dream says, his lips quirking just the slightest bit into a playful smile. Hob kisses Dream's hand once more and winks, before leading the Endless upstairs to end the night.

#dead boy detectives #dbda #the sandman #dreamling #payneland #painland #seiya writes dreamling #seiya writes dbda #AND WE ARE DONE

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bossladytae · 10 months ago

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Looking for Gintama gen fic?

Writers are often their own PR team, and the same goes for fanfic writers. I like writing gen fic, and so I thought I’d share a selection of Gintama gen fic written by yours truly. Click on each description for a link to the fic. Hope you find something you like!

Mitsuba cuts her own hair and resolves to begin anew.

Itou reflects on the dawn while journeying to Edo.

Hijikata grows obsessed with hunting down a criminal, who may or may not exist, and soon spirals deeper into darkness while haunted by his past.

Takasugi contemplates vengeance and other dark thoughts with a longtime companion.

Tsukuyo and Tae exchange information, assist one another in battle, and enjoy tea and cake and each other’s company.

In the forest, long before the group of young men are ever known as the Shinsengumi, Shimaru teaches a pouting Sougo how to skip a rock on the water.

In a timeline where almost everyone has perished in a great calamity, Kamui journeys through the world alone, trying to ignore the void within his soul while hunting down the enemies who killed his sister and father.

Moments in the life of Sasaki Tetsunosuke, as he finds his place in the Shinsengumi and at the side of Hijikata Toushirou.

Hijikata is unsettled by what he perceives to be a false peace. Tae is exhausted from picking up the pieces again and again. One night, they share in a drink and contemplate war and the future. (Mostly gen, as I explore both of their characters within the Two-Year Timeskip.)

The Shinsengumi navigate the effects of rapid aging during the Ryugujo arc.

Last, but certainly not least, Katsura stars in a series of misadventures: - publishing books and dealing with “mixed reviews" - orchestrating an elaborate plan to capture Matsudaira and Kondou (this story is told from the perspectives of 20 main Gintama characters) - getting stuck in a broom closet with Sacchan and Madao - tracking down a lost video game cartridge

#gintama #okita mitsuba #itou kamotarou #hijikata toushirou #takasugi shinsuke #shimura tae #tsukuyo #katsura koutarou #kamui #sasaki tetsunosuke #okita sougo #saitou shimaru #i rarely write what's popular oops #i'm working on an oryou fic too #i can write a serious katsura but comedic zura is just too fun that i kept writing zura comedies

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ssmygiftexchange · 6 months ago

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❄ Welcome to the 2024 Sasamiya & Hirakagi Winter Exchange! ❄

This is a secret santa gift exchange event to celebrate the world and characters of Sasaki and Miyano and Hirano and Kagiura by Harusono Shou. Fic writers and fanartists of all skill levels are welcome!

Please take a look at the schedule below, and Keep Reading for the full info and guidelines!

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Sep 1 - 15: Sign-ups Sep 20: Assignments sent Oct 1: First Check-in Nov 1: Second Check-in Dec 1: Third Check-in/Last day to drop Dec 24 - 31: Gift reveal

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What is a gift-exchange? It’s an event in which participants are given an assignment to create fanart or fanfiction for someone based on their requested prompts. Since it’s a secret-santa style event, participants must keep their gift and recipient a secret until the posting period.

How do I sign-up? You can sign-up through our Sign-up Form between September 1 - 15.

How are matches made? In the sign-up form, you will be asked to provide the details of what you’re interesting in receiving and creating, including your likes and dislikes, so that we may match you with someone with similar preferences.

※We will do our best to match people as closely as possible, but please keep in mind matches may not be perfect. You may treat this event as a chance to experiment and step a bit out of your comfort zone to make someone happy!

What are check-ins for? There will be 3 check-in forms during the creation period to ensure everyone is responsive and your gift creation is on track. You will not be asked to share WIPs during check-ins, but failing to respond may result in getting dropped from the event if we don’t hear from you.

How do I reveal my gift? By posting it here on tumblr! For fics, you can share a link to AO3 or wherever you post fics, or publish it directly on a tumblr post. Make sure to mention the @ of your recipient in your post, as well as the event account (@ssmygiftexchange). You must only reveal your gift during the posting period, and not earlier.

For writers posting on AO3: you may use the tag ‘Sasamiya & Hirakagi Winter Exchange 2024’. Recipients are also encouraged to check their AO3 settings to make sure they allow gift fics.

What if I can’t complete my gift? If you think you won’t be able to complete your gift for any reason, please let the mod know as soon as possible so that they can assign a pinch-hitter in time and ensure everyone receives a gift.

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Do not reach out to your recipient during the creation period. If you have questions or need to clarify anything about your assignment, please ask the mod to contact them on your behalf.

This event is not restricted to the two main couples. All characters and ships (romantic or otherwise) are encouraged as long as they exist in the SasaMiya/HiraKagi universe (no OCs/crossovers/etc).

Prompts are not required to be winter or holiday themed. All kinds of prompts are welcome.

NSFW content is permitted as long as both you and your recipient are at least 18 years of age and it is explicitly offered and requested in your sign-up forms. All mature works must be tagged appropriately and include Content Labels. When posting art, you must adhere to Tumblr's Guidelines.

Gifted works may ultimately be enjoyed by anyone, so anything that bashes, degrades or demonizes any of the characters in the series is NOT allowed in this event.

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welcometosasakiworld · 2 years ago

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Another chapter is out! Come read Phantom Lord Arc in one chapter in

Harry Strauss and Adventures

#sasaki link fic #harry is a strauss #fairy tail #harry potter #team natsu #ft x hp #ft x hp fic

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perseidlion · 7 months ago

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Through a Mirror, Darkly (Dead Boy Detectives)

Through a Mirror, Darkly (4645 words) by perseid_lion Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cat King/Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne & Charles Rowland, Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne & Niko Sasaki, Cat King & Monty (Dead Boy Detectives) Characters: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Charles Rowland (DCU), Cat King (Dead Boy Detectives), Crystal Palace (DCU), Night Nurse (DCU), Niko Sasaki, Monty (Dead Boy Detectives) Additional Tags: Mystery, Afterlife, Case Fic, Cat King Loves Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Touch-Starved Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Protective Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Protective Charles Rowland (DCU), Niko Sasaki Lives, Post-Canon, Sequel, Developing Relationship, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Mutual Pining, Touch-Starved Charles Rowland (DCU), Magic, Jealous Charles Rowland (DCU) Series: Part 3 of The Ballad of Edwin and Cat - Catwin Continity, Part 4 of Perseid_Lion's Dead Boy Detectives Summary: It's been a few months since Edwin, Charles and Crystal left Port Townsend after the death of their friend Niko. They've done their best to move on. In the meantime, they've matched wits with Desire of the Endless, and Edwin has started dating the Cat King. Cat's gift of a spirit mirror offers the boys a chance to speak to Niko again - if she is indeed on the other side. --- This is a sequel to my fic, Cat and Ghost though you don't have to read that one to follow this story! I do my best to catch you up in chapter 1. Continuity note: the short fic, The Human Bargain takes place between Cat and Ghost and this fic. But again, it's not strictly necessary to read it.

Updating regularly, roughly every 2-3 days.

Chapter 1

Being in a relationship was a new experience for Edwin Payne. His situation was made more complex by the fact that he was dating a man - or rather, a cat spirit in the shape of a man. The circumstances that had led Edwin and the Cat King to get together were an adventure worthy of any of the great cases in the files of the Dead Boy Detectives. It involved a cursed sorcerer and matching wits with the personification of Desire of the Endless.

The latter had wielded a prize even if it had also made them a very powerful energy. Edwin wore a piece of Desire’s heart in a signet ring with a red-inlaid letter ‘E’ on his pinky finger, while Cat wore his inlaid over a red jewel on an ostentatious ring that suited his eccentric and bold sense of style. As a ghost, Edwin experienced the mortal world with dulled sensation. The rings, as they contained a piece of the realm of Desire, allowed them to feel each other.

Edwin and Charles had their own small rooms within the offices of the Dead Boy Detectives. They were currently in Edwin’s space - which featured a desk cluttered with alchemical and potion making tools and shelves lined with overflow books from the main space. It also featured a Victorian fainting couch and an overstuffed armchair.

Decades of being touch-starved and only ever feeling pain while in Hell had made Edwin absolutely ravenous for touch and smell and taste. It wasn’t even the sex - though he’d quite enjoyed that - but just the pure joy of sensation. And Cat always wore such interesting textures.

Edwin was currently on top of Cat on the fainting couch, straddling his hips and stroking the mottled faux fur coat he was wearing while kissing him and tasting him in a way that he found deeply pleasurable but was agonizing for a creature of Cat’s libido.

Fortunately, Cat enjoyed a bit of agony.

Cat slid his hands up Edwin’s side, grabbed his cheeks in both hands, squeezed, then slid up to cup the narrowest part of his waist. He nipped at Edwin’s lips as he pulled away, catching the lower one gently and pulling until it released with a clack of his jaw. He looked up at Edwin with hooded, slitted eyes and gave him a crooked smile. “Y’know, I didn’t come here to have you…ahhh…”

Cat’s words got cut off as Edwin bent his knee and pressed it gently between his legs.

“...didn’t just come here to make out.”

“Are you seriously complaining?” asked Edwin as he pulled back and lifted his expressive eyebrows. He braced his arms on either side of Cat’s head.

Cat was a smug, arrogant, slippery, and deeply horny person. Nothing about them made sense, at least on the surface. But his relentless and oddly romantic pursuit of Edwin - and a series of actions that proved his good intentions - had brought him around. The literal and figurative animal attraction between them certainly helped. The longer Edwin knew Cat, the sexier he found him. Now that he had the ability to feel, he’d discovered his own buried libido beneath decades of repression and lack of sensation.

“Does it look like I’m complaining?” drawled Cat as he nodded towards the tent in his trousers.

Edwin settled himself to drape atop Cat and threaded his fingers through his snow white hair. The hair had changed from black to white after Desire had enacted their revenge. He feared for a few moments that he’d lost him - but he’d merely lost another of his nine lives - and had a new haircolour and a new scar across his throat to show for it.

That scar - gained because Cat had defied Desire and helped them, received some attention from Edwin. He kissed the line starting at the side of his neck, then he hummed a note against the most sensitive part of his throat. “Then what’s the issue?” Then he paused and blinked, suddenly self-conscious. “Am I doing something wrong? If I’m doing something wrong, you have to tell me so I can fix it. I am rather new at all of this, you know.”

Edwin felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment. He tensed up.

“Whoah, whoah, whoah. Calm down, overachiever. You’re still…” Cat sat up a little and found Edwin’s hand. He kissed the back of his knuckles, “...getting an A+ in Gay Sex 101.”

Edwin felt the flush fade from his cheeks. Cat looked at him with such open and naked adoration that it pushed down all of his defenses. He’d gone about their initial meeting far too aggressively, but Edwin had come to realize that was in part because he wasn’t human. He didn’t operate the way that humans do. He was a stray cat given the ability to take human form and magic to protect his kin. He couldn’t expect that he’d act like a human man.

“Well,” began Edwin, still feeling quite unsure, “...if I ever do something wrong, you’ve got to tell me. Or even if I could do something better. I know I…” he reached out and straightened the collar of his faux fur jacket and patted Cat’s chest and the silver mesh shirt he was wearing, “...get hung up on the small sensations when you’d probably rather move on to bigger things. But it just feels so lovely to, well, feel.”

Cat bent his knees and squeezed Edwin’s hips in a sexy version of a hug. Then he cupped his cheeks and looked him in the eye. “If all you want to do is sit here and trace your pinky finger over every inch of my skin, I will sit here and take it and say thank you for the privilege. You’re lucky I’m very good at delaying gratification and I enjoy a bit of discomfort.” He added a rumble to his words. “Plus,” he lolled his head to the side, then grinned in a way that revealed pointed canines, “...luckily for you, I have more stamina than any human man. It’ll take a lot for you to make me pop before I want to.”

The red flush returned to Edwin’s cheeks. He buried his head against Cat’s shoulder and wriggled his long limbs until he was completely enveloping him. “So what is it, then?”

“Hmm?”

“If you didn’t come for this, then why did you come?”

“Well, I came to give you a present,” said Cat. There was mischief in his voice and in his yellow eyes. Well, there almost always was - but this time more than normal.

“A present?” Edwin echoed.

“Mhmm hmm. But,” Cat sighed dramatically. He lifted a hand and let it slap against Edwin’s lower back, “...if you want it, you’re going to have to get off me.”

“Well, I suppose,” said Edwin as he shifted. He folded both his arms over Cat’s chest and rested his chin on top of them, “...that depends. It would have to be a very good present indeed. Because I’m quite comfortable.”

The cheekiness pleased Cat greatly. His face broke into a broad smile. Then he caught the edge of Edwin’s chin and guided him in for a soft, lingering kiss. “I think…” he said as he drew back. Then he leaned in for another kiss, “...you’ll be…” he kissed again, “...pleased.”

The soft little kisses made Edwin melt. His newfound libido wanted to make Cat forget about presents for a moment. But he was a naturally curious person. His mind was the sort that would not let him stop thinking about what the gift might be. So, with great reluctance, he wriggled off Cat and stood up. He gave his waistcoat a short, sharp tug, then held his hand down to help Cat up.

Cat got to his feet and lingered within Edwin’s personal bubble. He smiled in that smug, trickster god way of his, winked, then grabbed his hand. “Come with me.”

Edwin let Cat tug him out into the office proper. “I don’t see anything,” he said as he looked around the office in all its functional clutter.

Cat took a few steps away from Edwin, then made a dramatic flourish in the middle of the room. Then, he snapped his fingers. In a spark of purple energy, something appeared on a bare bit of wall draped in a silver piece of cloth.

Edwin rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his chest. “Do you always have to be so bloody dramatic, Cat?”

“Yes,” said Cat plainly. Then he grabbed hold of the corner of the cloth and pulled it away with a flourish.

Edwin gasped at what he saw. It was a mirror - but he knew immediately it was no ordinary mirror. Not just because it was beautiful, rimmed as it was in ornate filigree around an oval mirrored surface that was slightly convex and mottled. No, he knew it was unusual because he could see his own reflection staring back at him.

Ordinary mirrors didn’t reflect ghosts.

Edwin stepped up to the mirror, startled to see his own face staring back at him. There had been moments in Hell when he’d been able to see himself, but never in the mortal world. He reached out to touch the surface, which was warm to the touch and vibrated gently. “Is this…a spirit mirror?”

“Mhmm hmm,” said Cat. He stepped up behind Edwin and slid his arms around his waist. He rested his chin on his shoulder. “I thought it would help you with your investigations. Plus, I thought maybe being able to see how handsome you are would help your self-esteem a little. Aren’t we pretty together?” he drawled, then pressed a kiss to the side of Edwin’s jaw.

Edwin stared into his own eyes. His own face was almost foreign to him, and now he saw himself fully, and in Cat’s tight embrace. “I em, I’m not sure what to say.”

“Say you love it,” said Cat.

“I do. I love it.” Edwin forced his gaze away from his own reflection to look Cat in the eye. “This…is an incredibly thoughtful gift, Cat.”

Cat looked incredibly pleased and smug. “Well, it’ll be the first of many. I intend to spoil you.” Then he returned his attention to kissing Edwin’s neck.

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Edwin made a point to let Cat know just how much he appreciated the gift. The academic in him wanted to get right to work in exploring the spirit mirror and all it could do. Spirit mirrors - real ones - were incredibly rare. He’d been on the trail of one for decades but could never get his hands on one. But academic curiosity had to wait. He knew that Cat needed attention and praise after the proverbial bird left on his doorstep.

Edwin did his best to shower Cat with praise and affection as they returned to his room and became tangled up in each other and lost to the wash of pleasure. He skipped as much foreplay as he could stand and got right to the main event to just to drive home how pleased he was by the gift.

Normally they would have basked in the afterglow for an indulgently long time, but Cat knew he should leave before Charles was due to return. Not that they were hiding anything. Charles was fully aware of their entanglement - but in order to respect their tight quarters and the bit of tension that remained between Charles and Cat.

Edwin had just kissed Cat goodbye and disappeared in a burst of purple energy when Charles phased through the door. He hefted his backpack off his shoulder and started offloading things. “They didn’t have everything we needed at the shop. Might need a quick trip to Mick’s in Port Townsend for some of the rarer bits.”

“Charles…”

“...and no,” Charles pointed at Edwin, “I still haven’t found that alchemical book you’ve been asking for. Rosie said it’s backordered. Crystal said she’d keep an eye out while she’s in Edinburgh too. What was the name of that bookshop again?”

“Charles!” said Edwin more insistently. “Look!” He pointed at the mirror.

Charles turned and nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw his own reflection in the spirit mirror. “What the bloody hell?” He approached it slowly and poked at the surface just as Edwin had. “How is this possible?” He looked from his reflection to Edwin’s, then back at him.

“It’s a spirit mirror. Cat gave it to us. Well. To me,” Edwin corrected, then cleared his throat. “That’s why we can see our own reflections.”

“Wow! This is brills,” said Charles. He moved around, jumped up and down and flashed his own reflection one of his brilliant smiles.

The smile still made Edwin’s stomach flip even though he very much had feelings for Cat. Nothing would ever change how he felt about Charles - not entanglement with anyone else, nor Charles’ lack of reciprocation. “This mirror,” he said, regaining his composure, “...can do much more than show us our own reflections.”

“It can?” asked Charles. “Yes. Much more. But chiefly, it should allow us to converse with the dead on the other side.”

“Which means…” Charles looked over his shoulder at a small shrine tucked into the corner with anime figurines and a calla lily perpetually in bloom next to a photo of a cheerful young woman with white hair.

“...we can talk to Niko,” finished Edwin.

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deadshowsagency · 3 months ago

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Okay, I have another DBD fic promts I don't know how to incorporate but I will try to figure it out. This is in request of one my younger relatives about how she wants to see a fic with the fictional horror game she created in the Dead Boy Detectives universe.

Plot: After much thinking, the plot COULD (still unsure. I barely follow my planning when it comes to writing) be that one of the survivors of the game bumped into Crystal. Crystal sensed something malevolent in the survivor so she gave the survivor the DBD business card just in case. A few days later, the survivor, Chloe, became a client of the Dead Boy Detectives. The Dead Boy Detectives tries to figure out the strange curse that is upon Chloe.

Game details 👇

The Scissors Game:

A game of Cat and Mouse but with scissors.

Rules:

-You must never leave the group at all times until it ends.

-You must hide within 5 minutes before the handler of the scissors comes to find and chase you.

-You must carry salt with you in case that the handler finds you as self defense.

How to play:

-A group of 6 forms a circle. They place the scissors on the center, tapping the tip before letting it rest and spin. Whoever it lands to is the handler of the scissors.

-The others, who will we will call the mice, will face the wall horizontally.

-The handler will have their eyes closed or blindfolded. They will stand far away from the mice.

-Starting at the first mouse to the last, the handler will walk and stop at their desired stop and place the scissors on the floor, the tip pointing at the mouse.

-The mice will turn around as the handler takes their blindfold off to see the chosen mouse to catch.

-The chosen mouse must find a hiding spot within 5 minutes before the handler tries to find them.

-The handler takes the scissors and seeks for the mouse.

-If found, throw the salt at the handler and run off. The handler will go chase the mouse until it manages to tackle the mouse or place the tip of the scissors on them.

-The is continues with the other mice. The last mouse will win the game.

Plot twist? The mice gets killed by the handler who is seemingly possessed by a malevolent spirit. The last player holds the curse of seeing the ghosts of the dead mice.

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imaginarylungfish · 8 months ago

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Hello, if you don't mind, can I ask, who are your top favorite romantic relationship's couples in any media, like anime/manga, tv series, books, etc (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them....Thanks if you want to answer....

Ooh how fun! I should just screenshot my ao3 dash lol. Let's see... almost all of these are all animanga (and not canon), but in order of my love for them at this particular moment in time:

TodoBakuDeku

BakuDeku

KilluGon

MatchaBlossom

SatoSugu

ShiGuang

TigerGhost

SasaMiya

ShunMio

KazuRei

Now, explanations, *spoilers*, and honorable mentions below the cut!

TodoBakuDeku (My Hero Academia)

Obviously not canon and never will be but oh does this ship have a chokehold on me. I just think this trio is so balanced in every way. Like we have our precious TodoDeku who connect by being nerds and the sweetest boys. Then we also have TodoBaku who are just lovely little menaces. And, of course, BakuDeku--can't beat friends to enemies to lovers. And then they all come together to form a masterpiece. Idk I just love this ship so much.

BakuDeku (My Hero Academia)

So I honestly really wasn't into this ship too much until reading the final war arc and meta. Other people's viewpoints changed my mind! Hori has done a really great job of portraying BakuDeku's complex relationship in the manga (for however you view their canon relationship). So like idk how can I not ship For-the-Rest-of-Our-Lives Katsuki with Control-Your-Heart Izuku?

Sidenote: I almost didn't include this on the list because I tend to only really ship this pair while reading the manga. I never shipped them in the anime unless it was TodoBakuDeku with Deku as a hinge. And I don't even read many fics with just Katsuki and Izuku. I just feel like fandom BakuDeku feels incomplete without Shouto for some reason. Like I'm Team BakuDeku for the manga, Team hinge TodoBakuDeku in the anime, but throuple TodoBakuDeku in the sanctuary of my mind/on ao3. (Maybe that'll change once I start watching Season 7 though.)

KilluGon (Hunter x Hunter)

I only watched this anime this year but ohmygod I immediately fell in love with Gon and Killua. They are so precious. I mean, Killua is just a little smitten kitten. And Gon? He's in it. Anyway, love their dynamic and of course I ship them. Gon is Killua's light after all!

MatchaBlossom (Sk8 the Infinity)

Literally just started shipping this so I'm in the throes of obsession rn but their dynamic? *chef's kiss* (hehe, you like what I did there?) Childhood friends? Pining while the other falls for another? Realizing feelings? Already married bickering old couple? Give me all the headcanons please!

SatoSugu (Jujutsu Kaisen)

I mean, c'mon. Tragic gays are my weakness. They're gonna be OG for me. No one can compare. They're on a different level. All I want is for them to have hopped on a plane and gone somewhere they can finally find peace, is that too much to ask? (Gege??)

ShiGuang (Link Click)

Again, I said I like tragic gays. But god, I do hope they don't end up too tragic! I love this pairing. They balance each other out well. We have puppy dog Cheng Xiaoshi and cat Lu Guang. Perfection thx.

TigerGhost (Nicktoons Unite)

Ok so this crackship was brought on by my serendipitous viewing of Nicktoons Unite fanart on this beautiful app and subsequent reading of all their fics on ao3 (a grand total of four, btw). And I'm obsessed. I was a diehard Danny Phantom fan as a kid (we stan our queer/genderqueer/bisexual/trans ghost boy). And I never watched El Tigre as a kid, but the way the fandom portrays him and Danny together just hits. Salty and sweet with a lil bit of darkness? Yum.

SasaMiya (Sasaki to Miyano)

First canon ship on this list lol. You want fluff? You got it. Give me some good pining, consent, and mutual respect, thank you.

ShunMio (Stranger by the Shore)

Second and last canon ship on the list! Love me some good ole sun and moon. Idk their story is so cute. Plus, I like how Kii Kana portrays Shun's feelings regarding his sexuality and how that affects his relationship with Mio. It's relatable.

KazuRei (Buddy Daddies)

I mean, this is practically canon, right? Well, at least queerplatonically (which we stan). Love our little found family. This anime had such a cute and goofy premise, how could I not fall for this ship?

(Honorable mentions: TodoDeku, TodoBaku, Labru, DabiHawks, Renga, VashWood, Kappa x Siren, Boyfriends, EraserMic, ItaFushi, InuOkko, ShokoHime, HaiNana, LeoPika, KudoIchi, TogaChako)

#todobakudeku #bakudeku #killugon #matchablossom #satosugu #shiguang #tigerghost #sasamiya #shunmio #kazurei #ships #ask

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