#utaite fic

[xoxo-haru]

PART 2 - 絶対敵対メチャキライヤー/Unfriendly Hater

"Where are we even going?" Mey asked, his voice tinged with irritation as he quickened his pace to keep up with Gero’s long strides. "Gero-san?" he repeated, frowning when the older boy didn’t respond.

"Quiet for a minute, would you?" Gero muttered, his pace slowing to a more leisurely walk as he turned his head slightly.

Mey huffed under his breath, exhaling loudly in frustration, but didn’t press the issue further.

After a few moments, Gero came to a halt, bringing them both to a sudden stop. "Here we are," he said, a hint of satisfaction creeping into his voice.

They had arrived in front of an unassuming door, a plain wooden entrance that looked almost too ordinary for whatever Gero had in mind. Above it, a simple sign read Studio Room. Mey raised an eyebrow, still uncertain of what to expect.

"Why are we—" Mey began, his curiosity getting the better of him, but Gero cut him off with a swift flick to the forehead.

"Ow!" Mey gasped, reflexively bringing his hand up to rub the sting. His expression darkened as he shot a glare at Gero, rubbing his forehead more vigorously. "You talk too much," Gero said without missing a beat, a sly grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Mey scowled at him but said nothing more.

“So, Mey-chan,” Gero said, his voice unusually soft, almost like he was savoring the moment. He glanced over at Mey, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “You’re probably wondering what we’re doing here, right?” He shut the door with a quiet click, the sound echoing in the stillness of the room.

Mey, still standing in the middle of the room, looked at Gero with a mix of confusion and suspicion. His arms were still crossed, his brow furrowed as he processed the situation. The room felt smaller suddenly, the air heavier with something unspoken.

Gero took a slow step forward, his movements deliberate. “It’s just been a while since I’ve done this,” Gero continued, his voice trailing off, the words lingering in the air. His tone had shifted—gone was the playful teasing, replaced by something a little more serious, though still laced with his usual intensity.

Before Mey could respond, Gero moved in closer, his hand reaching out to rest on the back of Mey's head. The touch was unexpected, almost tender, and it sent a small, sudden jolt through Mey’s body. Gero leaned in, his breath warm against Mey’s cheek as he pulled him gently forward. Mey’s heart skipped a beat as he felt Gero’s lips press against his, the kiss quick but undeniably charged, lingering just long enough for Mey to register the rush of unfamiliar emotions that stirred within him.

The kiss was fleeting, but it left an undeniable weight in its wake. Mey stood there, eyes wide for a moment, caught off guard. He could feel the heat rising to his face, his pulse quickening as the world seemed to shift around him.

Gero pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, his expression unreadable, though there was a quiet satisfaction in his eyes. Mey stood frozen for a heartbeat longer, still processing the unexpected turn of events. The room felt colder now, and yet somehow more intimate, as if the walls themselves had closed in just a little tighter.

Mey’s face flushed a deep crimson, heat rising to his cheeks as his gaze darted away from Gero’s playful, wide grin. He could feel the warmth in his face spreading down to his neck, his pulse hammering in his ears. “Gero-san,” he stammered, trying to regain some composure, but his voice came out slightly breathless, betraying his flustered state. “It’s been one day. What do you mean ‘a while’?” He huffed, crossing his arms defensively, as though that would somehow protect him from the situation. “You’re supposed to wait until we’re not in school to do stuff like that!”

Mey’s words tumbled out in a rush, clearly caught off guard by the sudden shift in their dynamic. His usual calm was nowhere to be found, replaced by a flurry of embarrassment. He couldn’t help it—his mind was racing a mile a minute, trying to process what had just happened.

Gero, on the other hand, stood there grinning like he was thoroughly enjoying the effect he had on him. He leaned in slightly, the playful glint in his eyes never wavering. “I might not do it again later if you don’t stop complaining,” Gero teased, his voice low and almost playful, but there was a hint of a challenge in the way he said it. As he spoke, his hand moved from the back of Mey’s head, his fingers trailing slowly down to rest at the nape of his neck. The touch was gentle, like he was testing the boundaries between them, and the contact sent a shiver down Mey’s spine.

Mey, still flushed and now visibly fidgeting, let out a frustrated sigh. “Whatever…” he muttered, clearly trying to play it cool despite the flush in his cheeks and the way his breath hitched whenever Gero got too close. He stepped back slightly, his hands now awkwardly shoved into his pockets, as if to put some distance between them. “We should probably… go… soon,” he added, his voice trailing off uncertainly. His gaze flickered up to meet Gero’s, only to find himself caught in his steady, amused eyes.

Gero was standing there, looking at him with that same knowing grin, eyes glinting with something mischievous and perhaps a little bit too intense. Mey’s stomach fluttered uncomfortably, and the sensation sent his embarrassment into overdrive. His lips parted, but nothing coherent came out as he finally broke the silence. “Stop looking at me like that!” Mey snapped, his voice a little more strained than he intended.

Gero raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his expression. “Like what?” he asked innocently, though the smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth suggested he knew exactly what effect he was having.

Mey huffed again, turning his head away, clearly embarrassed beyond belief but not willing to admit it. Gero's presence felt too heavy now, like the air had thickened between them. All Mey wanted was to escape the tension that had suddenly built up, but a small, unacknowledged part of him wasn’t sure if he wanted to get away at all.

“Like what?” Gero asked, his expression entirely innocent, though the glint in his eyes betrayed him. He tilted his head slightly, as if genuinely confused, but there was no mistaking the way his gaze never wavered from Mey’s. His eyes were locked onto his, deliberately steady, like he was trying to get under Mey’s skin in the most effortless way possible. It was clear he knew exactly what he was doing.

Gero slowly withdrew his hand from Mey’s neck, maintaining a steady, unwavering gaze. His fingers lingered for a brief moment before he let go completely, still locked in eye contact with the other boy. The air between them felt thick with tension, as though the silence itself was waiting for something to break it.

Then, without warning, the door burst open with a loud, sharp bang, making both of them jump.

“What are you boys doing in here?” a teacher’s voice thundered from the doorway, cutting through the stillness. The teacher stood there, face flushed with irritation, hands on hips as he scanned the room, narrowing his eyes at the two boys. “Get to class right now!”

“Ah, yes, sir!” Mey immediately responded, his voice high and strained, a nervous smile spreading across his face in an attempt to mask the sudden panic bubbling up inside him.

The teacher’s gaze shifted to Mey with a look of confusion. “Mey-chan? Why are you here? You’re supposed to be monitoring the halls.”

Mey’s throat tightened. His mind raced for an excuse, but the words felt stuck. He wasn’t used to lying, especially not to teachers, who seemed to always see through half-truths. “Um, I was just...telling Gero-san here that he needed to be better about attending classes! And...and…” His voice faltered, panic creeping into his tone as he struggled to think of something more convincing. The words felt hollow and wrong on his tongue, and his unease only deepened.

Before the teacher could respond, Gero stepped forward, his posture relaxed but his voice calm and steady, as though this was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. “He was just trying to save me the embarrassment of being lectured out in the hallway in front of the other students," he said smoothly, offering a small, almost apologetic smile. "Also, he didn’t want to disrupt any of the classes, so he thought it would be better to have the conversation here.”

The teacher paused, his brow furrowed in deep thought. For a moment, the room was completely still, the tension hanging heavy in the air. It felt as though the teacher was carefully weighing whether to buy into the boys' explanation or see through their half-truths. His sharp gaze flickered between Gero and Mey, as though trying to gauge their sincerity.

“I see,” the teacher finally said, his voice softer but still stern. He glanced at the clock on the wall. “The next period is about to begin. Please get to your designated classrooms. Mey-chan,” he added, his tone softening slightly, “next time, save the lecture for after school or during lunch, okay?”

Mey nodded quickly, relief flooding his chest but still holding a nervous edge. “Yes, sir.” The teacher gave them one last look before turning and walking briskly back into the hallway, the door swinging closed behind him with a soft click.

The moment the door shut, Mey let out a quiet breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. His shoulders slumped slightly, the tension melting away in a rush.

“Thanks for saving me,” Mey said, his voice low with gratitude.

Gero, who had stood unmoving throughout the encounter, flashed him a small, reassuring grin. “Of course,” he replied, his tone casual, but his eyes were steady. “I can’t have you getting lumped in as a delinquent with me of all people.” He chuckled softly, though there was a hint of something else in his voice—something protective.

Mey sighed, a soft exhalation of both relief and resignation. He gave Gero a playful nudge on the shoulder as they turned to leave the room, their footsteps echoing in the hallway. “You’re not so bad,” he muttered, half to himself, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Gero raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his face. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

[harapeveco]

So apparently someone in a Korean Mafu forum leaked his government name (it was take down shortly after thankfully) and very understandably those who saw are not saying what the name was but I lowkey wanna know just to see if it is that one name that appears on every wattpad fanfic

[straybaddog06]

Ahaha new fic gamers

[rinarchive52]

i tried some harmonies idk how well it worked but i like it

[floydhat]

Intro post!

Hi! Im floydhat im a amateur translator to japanese to Spanish and English

He/him

I really love Twisted wonderland and I love translate to my friends the new cards, missions and help them with the gameplay cos I have been playing this game since April 2021! (Actually I discover the game in March)

Silly info about my twst favs!

—My fav dorm is Octavinelle (and my favourite Floyd)

—My fav Book/chapter is 4 /Scarabia

—I love all of main characters, with time I love all♡

—My favs events: Scarry monsters: Horror is Trending, Glorious Masquerade, Magic Assault practices (both editions)

—My fav twst card set is Broomquest bday cards and Halloween set maybe! (All are so pretty)

A funfact: I know twst bc I love Royal Scandal and The singer/Utaite Luz, so Riddle has a lot of edits with Queen of hearts! And thats is how I know it twst, bc I dont really liked Disney!

I really want to improve my translations (and my english btw, Im so sorry for any mistake on the translations! Im from spain and here the english level is not so good in the school, its not bad but not enough)

So, about me, My passions are the languages, draw and sewing! Today Im studying 5 languages (English, German, Romanian, Japanese and Vietnamiese) and my first love: Latin im in love with Latin ♡

I love draw mainly twst characters, my ocs or friends ocs, I have been drawing for 7 years! I love it and I like see my progress (my draw acc: @floydraw)

I like a lot of series and manga, but my fav one is No.6! Other game that I like is : Hypnosis mic! (And I love Jyuto bc Im MTC fan)

I really want to be useful with my translations or my post in general!

I think thst my ships are so basic, my otp is Crewel x Crowley (クロクル I really dont know the name of this ship in english, I think that Kurokuru is good) Floydrid and Adeuce, as I said, so basic! Im writing a fic about Crowley and Crewel, but im so afraid of my english mistakes to publish it on ao3 bc the spanish ver. I think that It wont be so popular.

[zee-the-zebra]

So @emilyrox tagged my in this and it's literally the best ask game.

Three Favorite Ships: Depends on what I'm hyperfixating on at the time. I have mostly two constant favorites with one always revolving in the third spot.

EiTeru/KaguE (Eirin Yagokoro/Kaguya Houraisan from Touhou): My beloved. My OTP since I fell in love with Touhou and will stay that way forever. The sheer devotion, the friendship that became more, as well as the lengths they will go for each other makes my heart melt.

XZero (Mega Man X/Zero from the Mega Man franchise): While seemingly unintentional, XZero is one of the best written romances I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing. From close friends, to lovers, to literally transcending death for each other. They have my heart.

Zhongluc (Zhongli/Diluc Ragnvindr from Genshin Impact): The eptiome of non-canon self indulgence. Will it ever happen? Only in my fics! What I love about them is how much they parallel each other as well as the phoenix/dragon motif. That's why they're canon to me.

(Credit to @gloomylilfox for the beautiful fan art)

First Ship: Easily ZeLink (Zelda x Link). But more specfically because I love Wind Waker so much, TeLink (Tetra x Link). With Tetra being the pirate with a heart of gold and this Link being the normal kid turned fighter, they were great together. I also loved the "accidental hero" vibes both their stories had and they way they both grew.

Last Movie: Spider Man: Across the Spiderverse. I think this meme says it all.

Okay but for real, not only is it a wonderfully done story with amazing themes and commentary, it is also a true masterpiece of the arts in every sense of the word. Every frame is a work of art, everything so lovingly crafted, the music matching perfectly, the characters in both design and story. Even if you're not a superhero fan GO WATCH IT.

Currently Reading: My WIP for Two of a Kind Okay but for real, I'm actually rereading an wonderful XZero fic called "Fallen Saivor" by my friend @oofitsbethi (who is also an amazing artist). It's essentially a canon-divergence retelling of the Mega Man Zero series that centers on X opening himself up again to loving, trusting, and leaning on the people who cherish him. All while the world falls apart around him and his husband, Zero.

Go read it. You won't regret it.

Currently Watching: YouTube. Just a lot of YouTube. Specifically I've been watching a lot of Utaite mashups. My current favorite is this one of Angel.

Currently Eating: Pretzels

Currently Craving: Nothing really. But I'm always in the mood to eat strawberries.

Woo! That was so much fun!

Tagging: @ushizaki-urumi @aardvark-123 @justcallmemrc, @mithclearwell and anyone else who wants to give this a shot!

[pumpkincanoes]

Welcome to my corner of the internet.

I reblog art, write shitpost, translate manga, and spit out stories once a century only when the stars align.

#canoe works is my general works tag. Requests are open, more info below.

Links: Ao3 • Ko-fi • Bluesky • Discord • Genshin • Star rail

Some contents in this blog may be NSFW and will be tagged accordingly.

#writing is my general writing tag. I will tag #art for works that include my own art and #AO3 link for posts about my AO3 fics.

#translation will be my translation works and anything scanation related as well, including reblogs of things i've helped translate for groups.

#requests will be my tag for if you have anything you want me to write. Please let me know through asks or DMs. This will be tagged alongside the media type.

#drabble is the tag I use for shorter texts and HCs that hasn't made it to an actual fic. May also contain asks about pieces I've done.

Works Masterlist: Coming Soon!

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Interests

BL Manga, J-Music (vocaloid, utaite, etc...), Haikyuu, Honai Impact 3rd, Genshin, Honkai: Star Rail, TGCF, MDZS, Wind Breaker, etc

Ships (all reversible):

Haikyuu: Iwaoi, Kuroken, Bokuaka, Daisuga, Kagehina, Sakuatsu, Sunaosa, Tsukiyama,

Genshin: Xiaoae, Gaxingyun, Kazuheiscara, Cynonari, Kavetham, Yantao, Ganqing, Eulamber, the list goes on...

HSR: Xingfeng, JingCaeHeng, Kafhime, Servalia, Galladay, MarchStelle,

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Requests & Commissions

Are open for writing content in, as well as translating to and from, Japanese and English.

Writing: 1-2K word fics, socmed AUs, texts posts containing prose, poem, or hc collections.

Translating: mini-comic, a song, an audio drama, a video, or even a whole volume scanlation --as long as the source material is available, or you are willing to help provide it. Result will mostly be in script form, whether or not I post it publicly highly depends on source material /author consent.

Commissions: I'm not sure if anyone would be interested but I'm open to taking them with negotiable rates.

Don'ts for requests:

Reader insert media

Non-con ships, and as an extension of this, ships involving minors.

Love triangle, jealousy or cheating tropes.

Heavy angst and bad endings, e.g. dystopian settings, emotional manipulation, MCD.

[attention-k-mart-shoppers]

Name(s): bee, adam, burger, garlic, clockwork, jack, pinky

Pronouns: they/he. also experimenting with going by she/her

Star sign: taurus

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any): one younger brother

# of pets & their names: queenie, female maine coon, and manny, male russian blue

Fandoms: project sekai, vocaloid, heathers, tadc, bandori, pokemon, sanrio, hololive, beetlejuice, cuphead

Favorite color: idk probably hot pink

Favorite song: Inaiinai Izonshou (MARETU Remix)

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!): all 3 of my favorite books are by different authors so no clue

Hobbies: drawing, making characters, and singing

Favorite fic type: reader insert

Favorite holiday: halloween because halloween, christmas because of the presents and family and cozy vibes, and easter because of the pastel colors

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!): i have a platonic crush on 4 people in the same theater group as me

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!: pansexual and i have an utaite account on niconico

@ratsarevalid @thecasestudyofmikaela @starry-sky-orchestra @rockingego @pancake-moth @skullnutzz

I got bored so here's a little get-to-know-you tag game I think could be fun :3

Name(s)

Pronouns

Star sign

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any)

# of pets & their names

Fandoms

Favorite color

Favorite song

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!)

Hobbies

Favorite fic type

Favorite holiday

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!)

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!

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Name(s): Loki (highly preferred), Elye

Pronouns : they/them mostly, he/she okay too

Star sign: Pisces

# of siblings: I've got 2! An older sister and a younger sibling. The fun fact about them is that they're also both queer; in fact, my mom is too. The only non-queer person in my immediate family is my dad.

# of pets: 4 cats! Phoebe & Frankie are our girls, Lenny and Murray are our boys :3

Fandoms: MCU (kind of), BSD, OFMD, Ranboo (does his fanbase count as a fandom?)

Fav. color: Don't have one

Fav. song: Aurora Borealis by Lemon Demon

Fav. author: Alice Oseman

Hobbies: singing, acting, drawing, writing, procrastinating

Fav. fic type: Fluff, definitely. I am a sucker for well written coffee-shop and flower-shop aus, too. Smut's fine, but only if it's romantic. I can't do angst if there's no comfort.

Fav. Holiday: Hanukkah or Halloween! I love autumn and winter

Partners?: Yes! I have a girlfriend (queerplatonic) who I love very much, and a boyfriend (romantic) who I love very much :]

Fun facts:

- Even though I'm a cat person, I really, really want a dog.

- I actually used to play sports. Because I don't do gendered leagues anymore, I don't play, but I've been looking for mixed/gender-neutral/queer sports teams. Baseball and basketball specifically!

- I started questioning my identity in 2019; I'm no closer to finding a label now than I was then. The difference is, now I don't want a label. I just am. :]

tags: @neonganymede @cha0ticlesbian @x-chiara @exceleo @brinnybee @autistic-katara @gandalfthemorallygrey @ohboyanotherlokiblog @roachandrenfri @ourflagmeanslokius @exceleo @edettethegreat @swiftlyspidey

[hangmanshands]

Hangman’s Commissions #1

Here it is! My first commission ever. A big thank you to @hicsaster​ for working with me through this process and, of course, for commissioning me! This series was a lot of fun to work on, and I hope we work together more in the future! Please enjoy! Summary: Soraru returns home from tour. Mafumafu's been having a hard time since he's been gone. Established relationship. TW: Mentions and discussions of self-harm, stalking, threats of various kinds.

Home, Sweet Home (1684 words) [Mafu, I’m Comin' Home Part I]

Soraru has been on his latest tour for three months. The rush of playing directly for his fans, digital avatar on screen for their amusement, is nearly unparalleled. It’s better than any drug, any rollercoaster, any thrill--except one. He loves his job, just like he always hoped he would as a child, but he’s beyond excited to finally be going home. He lands at four p.m. and has his bag by four-fifteen, impatient to get home to a shower, to his bed, to Mafu. He rushes out to find the car they’ve sent for him. 

It’s easy to find. They always send a nondescript silver car, something like a Volvo, a vehicle middle-class middle aged white men might drive. Nice and vague. Surely nothing that the face behind a famous Vocaloid would ever be caught dead in. Soraru’s team arranged for it to take him from the airport directly to his home. His driver is the retired father of one of the members of the marketing team this time. They change it up frequently--even more often now, considering the threats Mafumafu’s been receiving lately.

Soraru frowns.

He feels guilty, having left Mafu to field such a dangerous--and, to be frank, treacherous--time alone. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much to be done. Contracts are contracts, and he’s got to honor them. They won’t get anywhere if they’re not selling music; the harassment and the protection have the same origin. He sighs. He wishes there was more he could do about it. But, he’s not police or security, after all. He’s just a concerned boyfriend.

It takes an hour to get home because of the traffic. Despite pleasant conversation with whoever’s father this is, it leaves Soraru in a sour mood. He thanks the older man shortly, and heads up to the apartment he shares with Mafumafu. His heart feels heavy as he inserts his key into the lock, but joy creeps in as his door creeps open. “Mafu!” he says. “I’m home!”

He closes the door behind him, dropping his bag and stretching. Home smells like peace, like quiet. He stretches, satisfied. The lights are off, so he makes his way to the bedroom. He needs to freshen up as much as he needs to see his boyfriend’s sleeping form. He’s sure he’d have heard if something had happened to Mafumafu while he was gone, but it’s infinitely better to see him in person.

He walks in the room with a big, loud greeting ready, but Mafumafu is very much a curled lump on the bed. Soraru imagines that this is the result of Mafu not watching his diet as closely as he should. As much as Mafu likes to say that it’s under control, but he’s as guilty as anyone about being lazy when no one holds him accountable for how his eating impacts his health and this causes him to end up in bed feeling sick more often than he’d like. Sora is used to this.

The bathroom light is still on, illuminating a single stripe that crosses Mafu’s body. He aborts the greeting and heads to the bathroom instead to freshen up before waking his boyfriend up.

Sora takes the state of the bathroom in, and comes to a very simple conclusion. His normally picture-perfect bathroom strongly resembles a fucking crime scene.

At least, the kind of romantic, stylized crime scene Sora’s seen countless times in movies and on television--there’s signs of a struggle: soaps knocked off of the edge of the sink in a hurry, cracked caps spilling pearly soap in pools on the tile, skidmarks through the wreckage. There’s a pile of disheveled towels, the top one stained crimson and turning maroon with half-dried blood. There’s discarded bloodied toilet paper and ripped bandage wrappings in the garbage. They half-obscure discarded glass shards. The sink is coated in rivulets of dried, cracking blood, smeared and half rinsed away. There’s blood on the box of band-aids and gauze threads stuck in the residue caking the basin. There’s a bloody thumb impression on the medical tape. Tweezers. And the mirror. Cracked in a spiderweb pattern around a singular impression--sized for one small, bony fist.

Sora very easily pieces together what kind of struggle took place in the bathroom before he got home. Mafumafu knocked the soaps to hell. Mafumafu threw a punch. Mafumafu shattered the mirror. Mafumafu used the broken glass to hurt himself. Mafumafu tried to fix it. Mafumafu went to bed.

Sora reaches under the sink for the Clorox wipes. He cleans the sink first, tossing everything bloody in the trash. He uses a towel to clean up the soap and throws away the unsalvageable bottles. They can always buy more. When he’s finished, he throws the towel in the hamper and the wipes in the garbage. The bloodied towel joins the trash.

Soraru leaves the light on and the door wide open when he exits the bathroom. He sits on the edge of the bed and runs his hand over Mafumafu’s side. “Sweetheart,” he says softly. “Are you awake?”

Mafu flips over and wraps his body around Sora’s in the fetal position. “Thank you for cleaning up,” he responds, voice just as hushed.

Ah, so he’s been awake.

Sora pets Mafu’s white hair. “Want to tell me what’s happened?”

Mafumafu sighs quietly and presses his head into Soraru’s hand. “Suzumu called me while you were gone. A lot of times.”

Sora feels his stomach turn over and over, as if in the dryer. “What did he say?”

“He threatened our home. Our cars. My family.” He swallows, closing his eyes tight. “He said he’d spread rumors about how terrible I am to you, discredit my work, say that I believe in horrible things and hate women. He said he’d turn all of our friends against me, and then you.” 

Sora feels Mafu tremble under his hand.

“He said he’d have people find me and hurt me, Soraru.”

Anger blossoms, explosive, in his chest. Every cell in his lungs is a match head, aflame. “He won’t,” Sora says, vehement and venomous.

Mafu continues, “I started to panic after his last voicemail. I know I shouldn’t listen to them, but I can’t help it. I have to know.” His voice is weak, apologetic. “I locked myself in the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror. I looked so scared and helpless. I looked so....” he makes a disgusted noise. “I looked like a child, useless and reliant on his mother. I couldn’t stand it. I... I punched myself in the mirror.”

Mafu snakes his hand out of the blanket and shows Sora the damage. There’s gauze wrapped around his knuckles like boxing tape, lightly stained with blood. Below that, a large brown bandage needs changed, a red rose bud soaking through the pad. It’s not nearly as bad as the bathroom looked, and that alone makes Sora feel better.

“I’m sorry, Sora,” Mafu says. “I know I promised I would stop. I didn’t mean it, I-I just needed to ground myself! I was out of control--he’s driving me crazy. A bird flies in front of our window and I scatter like a cockroach.” Mafu clenches his fist and lays it on Sora’s leg. More red stains appear on his gauze. “I couldn’t take it--I still can’t. I had to, Sora. It would have been worse if I hadn’t.”

Sora pulls Mafu up and holds him tight against his chest. “I know,” he whispers. “I know. I’m not mad.”

“You’re not?” Mafu leans back, his unharmed hand on Sora’s chest so Mafu can look at him.

“No,” he promises. “I’m just glad you’re okay, Mafu. I know how hard all of this has been on you. I’m not mad at you. I’m not disappointed in you. You’re getting better still, and doing your best to do so. This is a hiccup. I’m glad you could control the situation to the extent you did. I’m glad I came home to you, alive. That’s what’s important to me. Recovery isn’t linear, and I’m so proud of you.”

“You swear?” Mafu asks, red eyes big and teary.

Sora nods. “I swear. I’m very angry at Sumuzu. No one should treat another person like this. Especially not one that I love. But, you have to know he’s full of hot air by now. He’s all threats and no action. I’m not going to let anything happen to you, and it’s going to take a lot more than that... that... soulless copycat to take you away from me, Sweetheart. I promise you that.”

Mafu throws his arms around Sora, pulling him tight. The dam--full of three months’ dread and fury, helplessness and loneliness, and pure, cleansing relief--breaks. He cries with his cheek against Sora’s shoulder, ugly and too-hard. He can’t control this, either, and it’s freeing. The catharsis of falling apart in the place you’re the safest is unlike anything in the world.

Sora kisses his head, tender. He rests his cheek against the back of Mafu’s head and speaks softly. “I’ve got you,” and “I’m here, now,” and “I won’t let anything happen to you,” and “Let it out,” and “It’s okay, Sweetheart,” and “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

When there’s nothing left inside of Mafumafu but the calm, he leans back up and wipes his face. He looks up at Sora and smiles. “Thanks,” he says, almost embarrassed. “I needed that.”

Sora runs a hand through Mafu’s pretty hair. “Feel better?” “Much,” he agrees. He pauses. “Are you hungry?”

“I could eat,” Sora says with a shrug.

Mafu smiles. “I’ve been so nauseous-anxious for the last couple days, I haven’t really eaten.”

Sora’s eyes are the size of tea plates. “Mafu!” He peels the blankets off of his boyfriend. “Get to the kitchen! Go!” He pulls Mafu off the bed by the uninjured hand. “What do you want?”

“Something spicy?” he asks, playful.

Sora makes a disgruntled noise. “I said I thought you were doing better!”

Mafu laughs, following Sora into the kitchen.

[infinite-drabblets]

I just want to ask you, if you are living in Japan or have been in Japan for a while? Because I really liked your scenario! It was so calming and nicely written. I'm really looking forward for the continuation^^. And I wonder how it would have turned out with Sunggyu as MC instead of Namu lol. *Yeah, me an my curiousity ~.~ again lol

Thank you for reading my fic and I’m glad you liked it :D I was aiming for a calm atmosphere, so I’m glad that came across. 

I’ve never lived/stayed for a long period in Japan, but I’ve visited a few times, and have always been interested in the country and in Japanese culture, so I had very specific images in my mind when I was writing it. 

Actually, this fic is the expansion of a drabble I had written (but never gotten round to publishing) after my encounter with a sushi counter staff who reminded me of Woohyun (!). I think that’s one of the reasons I personally find it difficult  to imagine Sunggyu as the main character for this particular fic (because I had written it specifically with Woohyun in mind). But also, because it is specifically set during the contract negotiation period, I don’t see Sunggyu suddenly leaving the country on a whim for an undetermined length of time (given his leadership role).

It’s fun though, imagining what Sunggyu would have done if he were there! I’d be curious to revisit this when I eventually finish this fic (I have to confess that while I know how it all ends in my mind, the middle bits are still a work in progress… haha). 

[harapeveco]

not same anon from before but i vividly remember reading this one eve/utaite fanfic on DeviantArt or smth while having a fever

it was like- eve was a delinquent

he got arrested

ohyeah in was a eve x y/n fic too

idk the title but,,

i think it might have been a fever nightmare

Well you see I have a bestie who goes around wattpad reading utaite fics just to make fun of them and what you described sounds very awfully similar to one she showed me once idk if it’s the same but…

Maybe it wasn’t a fever dream bestie…

[deadeyesthickthighs]

ty ty for the tag jem and tiff <3 <3 <3 i've been on a vocaloid artists/producers and utaite kick so... yeah

bakushou - syudou

shanti - wotaku

in the back room - syudou

rin! rin! hi! hi! - hashiguchikanaderiya, the super ball

gambling - syudou

cannibal queen - miniature tigers

kyoutou - syudou, ryoki

the resistance - happy heads naniyori

ifuudoudou - umetora (cover by shooze)

moebius - hiiragi kirai

no pressure tags!!! @this-witch-writes @4byun @stabbyfoxandrew @alcego @joanofexys @jtl-fics

Thank you, @dieonysian for the tag! <3 Here’s the top ten songs on my Spotify on repeat playlist:

1. Good luck, babe! - Chappell Roan

2. Twin Size Mattress - The Front Bottoms

3. obsessed - Olivia Rodrigo

4. The Ballad of Lucy Gray Baird - Rachel Zegler

5. The Albatross - Taylor Swift

6. Casual - Chappell Roan

7. stranger - Olivia Rodrigo

8. Renegade - Taylor Swift, Big Red Machine

9. So Long, London - Taylor Swift

10. Kyoto - Phoebe Bridgers

No pressure tags: @no-1-rosalind-lang-apologist @buticanfixhernoreallyican @cream-and-tea

[straybaddog06]

I have finished the final chapter and it’s Touya’s birthday. That being said we have the epilogue still brewing for next week

[fairyskyun]

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KYUN . '03 LINER . THEY/THEM

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[steelmoon-bnha]

Welcome!

I’m Mun Kiyaki (known in the past as Utaite Mun)!

This here is an ask blog dedicated to my BnHA OC, Shimi Shinozuku and her story, but with the flair that it’s also dedicated to the OC x Canon between her and Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu! We'll also start taking general content questions relating to BnHA, but with a heavy leaning on the characters.

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• Keep all questions R15 or younger!

• Please specify character (or mun) being asked. 

• Questions to character specifically and questions about plot (answered by Mun) are both accepted and tagged appropriately. 

• The above link’s have information regarding the characters and story!

There is also a fic that follows the plot of this universe from Shimi’s perspective and released in actual chronological order that you can find linked here!

Please make sure to abide by the rules and ask away!

[rayroseu-reblogs]

Last Song: Dear Doppleganger which is covered by Mafumafu

Currently watching: Hmmm I'm planning to watch the musical for Hunchback of Notre Dame (bcs the song Out There is so Malleus coded like.... wow my guy really is Quasimodo 😭✨)

Currently reading: omg,,, school modules 💔 if its not that, ofc Malleyuu fics huheue💖💖

Current obsession: TWISTED WONDERLAND!!!! Also listening again to After The Rain (mafu and soraru) bcs I missed listening to utaites lol✨💖

I got tagged already for this but doing it for 2nd time is also great!!! Thank you for the tag hana💖💕💐✨✨✨

Tag nine (9) people you'd like to know better

this is so cool yay :’}

Last song: dokukinoko densetsu by syoko hoshi !

Currently watching: chicago med anddd my happy marriage

Currently reading: i was adopted by the villains . i think.

Current obsession: probably mlbb, obey me?? and chmed :)

i definitely dont have. 9 ppl to tag but!! @gentlesakura @fluffabutt @chickenpuzzle @lostacelonnie <3