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[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 - Bsd list

Day 5: Friendship/Betrayal 

"I won't abandon you, friend." It was over. The battle was over. But Chuuya really looked like a rag about to pass out. That damned Dazai! As usual, he had turned everything in his favor, leaving him the task of ballast. If Chuuya had even a little of extra strength he would have hit him with a punch in the face. It was what he deserved, in every sense! "Ugh, please! Pronounced by you that word has the same poison sound." The member of the Port Mafia replied gritting his teeth and holding his forehead with one hand, the senses threatened to leave at any moment, but it would not have collapsed like this. "So would you like me to call you partner?" The detective of the Agency asked seraphic, supporting his face with his hands cupped. Such cheerfulness that only provoked an expression of total disgust in the other. "Don't even say it. I don't want to hear it from those who betrayed my organization." The Mafia leader murmured, looking away, causing their eye contact to be lost. "Chuuya ..." Dazai scolded him in a terrifyingly serious tone of voice, bringing his face a few centimeters closer to the other, thus recapturing those turquoise irises. "I may have left the Mafia, but I never betrayed you." Something snapped in Chuuya: with the last remaining forces in his arm he raised his hand and pressed it hard against those all too persuasive lips. The effort even cost him gasps, the use of Corruption was still being felt. "Stop it, don't say it!" Said with shortness of breath. "I know how good you are with words, but I don't helmet it. No more." The strength in his hand dropped, but he didn't stop pressing until Dazai touched it with his fingers and let it drop down. "So what will you do?" He asked deeper than a few moments before. "Will you let this ex-partner of yours help you and bring you back or will you collapse here exhausted as you are?" Nakahara retreated back, finally placing a sort of safety distance between them capable of giving him some peace of mind. "You are always like that, you never leave me a real choice." He raised his fist, but he was weak and lacking in strength. "Because you already know what I'm going to do." He hit him in the chest, before collapsing, but more than a punch  looked like a tender flip. "So try to get me back to the recovery point." He murmured before finally losing consciousness.

ndA: so... today is a soukoku day! I never written a DazaixChuya fanfiction, really this is the first time for me! *laugh*

[ladysunamireads]

The WritingWeek 2020 Haikyuu! list

The WritingWeek 2020 (27/04-03/05) Haikyuu! list by Sacchan3

A series of drabble/flashfiction written for "TheWritingWeek" by the Italian Facebook page Fanwriter.it Day 2: Friends/Rivals Day 4: Winners/Losers Day 7: Setter/Spiker

Words: , Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Karasuno Volleyball Club

Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou & Kageyama Tobio & Yachi Hitoka, Hinata Shouyou & Kageyama Tobio

Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Missing Moments, flashfiction, Drabble, TheWritingWeek

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23898076

[thedoctor1002]

#TheWritingWeek: One Piece! - Day 3: Canon // Birds (on Wattpad)  Giorno 3! Per quest’oggi faccio un’eccezione e non vi parlerò di Artemis. Per Ace e Barbabianca, posso fare questo e altro 💖

[sacchan-rika]

The Writing Week -BSD List

Day 1: Detective Armed Agency/Port Mafia 

When Atsushi proposed, for the first time, a collaboration between the Agency and the Port Mafia, he didn't really think that these opportunities would last over time. Yet, more and more often, the leaders of the two organizations made arrangements to face common enemies that undermined the well-being of the city of Yokohama; to guide those compromises was. Dazai, thanks to his past connection with the Mafia. He usually took care of himself, but this time the meeting between the representatives of the two groups would take place in the Port Mafia building, so his superior asked him to accompany him. Atsushi didn't have it repeated twice. However, many times he wondered if this idea of ​​partnership, which he launched first, evoked in the other unpleasant memories related to his past. Unexpectedly, the interview with the Mafia contact went incredibly well, to the point that the young detective was unable to decline the invitation to shake his hand when the Mafia's man introduced himself. His tiger instinct suggested that he could trust him. Now that the meeting was over, and the two of them had already left the wolf's lair behind, the boy walked with concern behind his superior; the latter, on the contrary, with his hands hidden in the pockets of his raincoat whistled quietly that absurd motif on double suicide. "Dazai-san!" He stopped him, no longer resisting the temptation. The man turned slightly, giving him a half smile, continuing to keep his hands hidden. "You must like that man very much, don't you?" The young man asked hesitantly, barely touching his elbow. Then his mentor finally pulled his hands out, spreading his fingers alongside his chest, smiling proudly. "How insightful you are, Atsushi-kun! What makes you think that?" He asked cheerfully. The boy looked down wondering if that meeting had not actually disturbed his superior more than he gave to see. "Well, yours way of speaking to him." He stammered. "You were very respectful, usually you never uses so much respect with Mafia members." Looking up, he saw him open his mouth slightly surprised, then close it immediately and burst into a short laugh. "I think you are quite right, my boy. You see, Hirotsu isn't only a veteran in the Port Mafia, but also a great man of loyalty and dedication towards the organization itself. It is no coincidence that he is in charge of many men. " The younger man's fingers intertwined. "And is this the type of men you like most?" The man's lips smiled again, but finally Atsushi could say that they had finally become sincere. "Mh. Who knows. Maybe."

(please, remember that English isn’t my first language) 

[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 - Haikyuu! List

wDay 7: Setter/Spiker 

Run and jump as you always do ... ... and I'll give you the lift you want!

Only a day had passed, but Kageyama still remembered it: the sensation felt when, in quarrel with Hinata, the two had capitulated together on the ground -he above the other- and his hand had rested on the side of the cheek of his partner team. Then, he had a similar feeling as when his fingers came in contact with the ball, intent on making a lift. He still thought about it that; after the day's training he had forced Hinata to stay together in the gym. Then he raised his arm, pointing with his finger to the net behind him. "Now I'll make you a lift." He declared harsh. "And you will crush it as you always do." Hinata could only peep in response and so he did: he picked up the ball, threw it in the air in the direction of Kageyama then took a run and jumped, a sequence of movements that was all too ordinary for him. The ball came to him with a precise and calculated trajectory, worthy of the King of Karasuno and Hinata prepared to hit it as if it were a fast one, but suddenly he realized that if he had crushed it as usual, he would never have been able to make it break further the net. With a movement of the wrist he came to touch the ball, but the moment he touched the ground with his feet he saw how this performed a dirty and powerless trajectory, far from the usual fast weirdo able to silence any opponent. "So what was it like?" He heard himself ask, in the tone of someone who expected that the dunk would not be as good as usual. Hinata slowly moved his eyes from the ball to his setter. "It was different. Kageyama ... this was different!" He exclaimed again in surprise. The taller of the two folded his arm against his side, smiling satisfied. "Different how?" Hinata brought his attention back to the ball, now motionless at the end of the opponent's court. He thought back to when he had seen her arrive, to the rotation impressed, to the height, to the fact that if he had hit her as usual he would have just whipped the air in reality ... "Well, you always made sure that the ball was looking for me, so that I never even had to worry about following it with my eyes because it would still have come on my hand. This time it was I who had to look for it or I would never have been able to hit her. " Hinata became serious, taking a few steps towards Kageyama. "Kageyama you ... are you really trying to make a different lift than the usual ones?" Kageyama's blue eyes could not bear the pressure of Hinata's, all too capable of throwing you in awe with just the look at such moments. "I want to be able to make you get up what you want. I don't want to hear you say things like you're not taking my feelings into account!" The words came out with less effort than he thought; for him, unable to express himself in the best way, his spiker represented the most suitable person to give him the motivation to improve and experience something new. When he was in Kitagawa squad he could not realize it, but that was what he craved more than anything else. Hinata's brown irises shone with a satisfied twinkle; with one click he went to retrieve the ball and then threw it straight to his chest. "Another one!" He challenged him determinedly and Kageyama didn't have repeated. "You'll see! It'll be such a BAM thing that we'll all be amazed!" He promised by raising his arm and holding out the ball, as if it were a promise he would never fail. Hinata smiled happily when he realized that Kageyama had just uttered his identical words from the day before. From the ball to the hands to their minds. Everything between them was connected.

ndA: What can I say? Haikyuu’s Writing Week just ended and I want to thank the page of Fanwriter.it, you always created such good work and challenge for fanwriters as me! As always, please remember that English isn’t my first language and I tried to do my best with my text! Any comments will be apprecciated! <3 

[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 - Haikyuu! list

Day 2: Friends/Rivals

It could have been the day of graduation, but for the two of them nothing changed compared to what they used to do every moment of the day: training alone in the Karasuno gym. As one of the first times they practiced together; Kageyama hit the ball, while Hinata pushed it back. A sequence of attack and defense that went on for about ten good minutes, at a fast pace. Only when the number 9 of the volleyball team saw that his partner's movements were becoming more tired and slow changed the position of his hands: he let the ball rest on his palms and then pushed it up with his fingers, forming a parable. The youngest snapped, despite his breathlessness, and with a jump he crushed the ball hard on the ground. His eyes shone, along with a satisfied smile on both lips. The ball bounced on the ground until it rolled, then lost its strength and stopped against the wall. Outside the windows the sky began to appear orange and twilight, Yachi screamed them that the time to return at home had come. Then the taller of the two turned to the other, with his usual severe frown. "I will wait for you. But I will be on the other side of the field." Shouyo's lips closed and smiled mockingly, along with half-closed eyes. "I'll not be less. I'llwork hard. And I'll give you a hard time." Both smiled at each other, challenging each other in a face-to-face confrontation. After all, that was their last day together as teammates of the same team. 

(English isn’t my first language. Forgive any errors, please)

[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 -Bsd List

Day 6: Remember/Scar 

"Ne, ne, Odasakuuu!" The person questioned pulled the cigarette from his lips, then blowing the excess smoke out of his throat. It hadn't been enough to silence him a few moments before, to calm his tantrums; Port Mafia demon-prodigy, yes, but petulant child too. "I want to know! That patch on your cheek ruins that pretty little face!" The boy,sitting next to him, continued waving his arms too far. The man put out his cigarette in the ashtray with an exasperated gesture. "What do you think it is?" He murmured calmly "I mean, you were standing stunned in the middle of a barrage of shots, with your men falling left and right. I did this scratch when I grabbed your arm and moved you away." At his side, suddenly, he felt only a careful silence. "Oh!" Exclaimed the boy next to him. Odasaku's clear eyes followed him as he grabbed his overcoat and slowly stood up. "I understand, I certainly understand." Dazai realized by folding the coat under his elbow. "But you see, my dear Odasaku, there is no need for you to do something so dangerous for me. After all, I am not the one who sucks death, it is simply this one that sucks me and doesn't want me." The man called Odasaku shook his glass slightly to melt the ice inside. "Dazai-kun." He called out to him, blocking his steps. "I don't know what you meant now, but, for me, a scar received while saving the life of a friend of mine is proof of the good I want to him." He didn't answer, the boy called Dazai, he gave himself up only to a faint hint of a smile as he left the Lupine Bar for that evening.

"Dazai-san, Dazai-san!" As if awakened from a dream, the Agency detective turned to his right, colliding with the worried face of his subordinate who looked at him with apprehension. "Yes? What is it, Atsushi-kun?" He asked him beaming, finding his usual panache. The irises of two different colors of Atsushi sank down, resting on his mentor's arm. "Well ... if you had itchy arm I think you rubbed it enough now." So was this? Dazai watched his hand tight around his forearm, just above his wrist. Under his fingers he felt the rough bandages and the heat emanating from his skin. He drew attention back to Atsushi, who was still waiting for an answer from him. "You know, under these bandages there is a long scar." He scanned slowly, enjoying the expression of his subordinate who, little by little, went from surprised to worried. "Unfortunately I didn't get it by trying to protect someone."

Soooo... today is the last day of the Bsd List. I really hope that you enjoyed this four flashfiction written by me. As I said many times English isn’t my first language, so forgive my errors... I tried to do my best! I you want to leave me a comment on these flashfiction I’ll be happy to read it. 

[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 - Bsd List

Day 3: Beast 

His throat hurt, in fact it burned. It was really on fire, along with the feeling of suffocation. He touched his throat, but collided with that collar that inextricably tied him to the current head of the Port Mafia. As long as he wore it, he belonged to him and there was no way he could fail under his orders, not even when the metallic smell of the blood, spilled on the ground, tickled his nose and throat to the point of twisting his guts. He had not yet become accustomed to the spectacle of the mutilated bodies unleashed by the White Reaper that housed him, each time he wondered if that day would ever come. Everything for that man. In the Port Mafia there was the saying "when they hurt you, you hurt a hundred times as much" and that was what the boss ordered him to do when he sent him on a mission: he was unleashed, brought chaos, then recovered his senses. It was always a horrifying sight. Then, he fell to his knees seized with spasms of fear and remorse. He vomited something on the ground, but it was only gastric juice. Please come and get me. So he stared at the moon, high and full in the dark sky; the moon mocked him, the source of his power. At that moment he felt lost and empty; he, the only living survivor of a massacre generated by himself. Ah, but why is he taking so long? What he longed for was the touch of his hand, capable of calming his inner beast. But if he didn't arrive in time, his ability would have possessed him again and ... He shook his head vigorously. He would come and again give him a reason to live. Finally he heard: multiple steps and, among all, the unmistakable ones of his one and true Boss. He turned his face full of distorted joy to meet his only lifeline: wrapped in the night, by his darker black clothes cover and the bandages that shone under the moonlight, the one who was once called the Demon-Prodigy of the Port Mafia, but which now held the most important rank. "A great job, Atsushi." He declared austere with folded arms. Only one eye was visible and glistened in the darkness. The young man smiled. Yes, all for that man.

(Please, always remember that English isn’t my first language!)

[sacchan-rika]

The WritingWeek 2020 - Haikyuu! list

Day 4: Winners/Losers

Losers. Whichever way you looked at it, that word took on a derogatory meaning. Yet, in the eyes of coach Ukai, those boys seemed anything but defeated, but they hadn't been able to beat the Aoba Josai, and the result could no longer be changed. He had decided to end their pain with a good meal, passing it off for a very important sports lesson, but his boys were still teenagers struggling with their own uncontrollable emotions. How would the weird duo of the first year react, obsessed with their desire to stay on the field longer and longer? Someone would still think "so this is just a club?" He had no way of knowing, since of all only one thing was clear: unpredictability was one of their greatest characteristics; after all, they were growing up, each capable of unthinkable things in the darkest of situations. As the point that changes the whole situation at stake. He was the adult and as such he had to behave, showing that no defeat would affect their rise and that even the last of the losers would become the first winners.

Just a little drabble for today... I’m sorry but today will be a very shitty day, yes. 

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 5

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: Ostara » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if? » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3905385

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 7

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: Filo rosso » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if? » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3905671&i=1

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 6

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: Panico » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if?  » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3905671&i=1

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 4

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: What if » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if? » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3905047

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 3

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: Terrorizzato » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if? » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3904738

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[letitmclennon]

Cherry blossom girl - day 2

“Questa storia partecipa a #TheWritingWeek di @fanwriterit​” » Lista:  PERSONALIZZATA » Fandom: Card Captor Sakura   » Prompt: Cassandra  » Avvertimenti:  AU, Raccolta, What if? » Link (italian version): https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=3904354&i=1

(English version will be posted on ao3 coming soon!)

[thedoctor1002]

#TheWritingWeek: One Piece! - Day 2: Flashback // No Time to Die (on Wattpad)  

Questa storia partecipa alla Writing Week indetta da @fanwriterit 💕

Secondo giorno, secondo tema! Oggi tocca ai Flashback, un espediente che amo e uso fino allo sfinimento. Ma con dei salti nel passato belli come quelli di One Piece, come si fa a dire no? Passiamo dai Marines a Doflamingo! Pronti a salpare? ✨