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Fools and Parade

Originally from my AO3, check it out!

CW: angst, comfort, typical mafuyu backstory, emu is depressed too but thats revealed later on

||P1 [you’re here!] :: P2 :: P3 ::||

How’d It Taste?

I don’t really think anything in life could have prepared me for the abnormality that is Ootori Emu. She came into my life uninvited like most do, creating a new bother for me everyday. A new person to impress. It was odd for us to be hanging out, in social terms.

“Are you aware of this, Ootori-san?” I asked her one day. I noticed me and Emu were alike in the sense where our actions have no meaning at all, though mine comes from something programmed into me since I was a child and she…

She’s just impulsive.

“Odd? Why I don’t think it’s odd at all!” She kicked her feet and stuffed another animal-shaped peanut butter and jelly snack into her mouth. I told her that it was impolite to eat with food in her mouth. This answer was over a month ago though. Should I start from the beginning?

“Bye bye, Ichika! I’ll make sure to say hi to Kanade for you,” I “smiled,” waving my hand. Ichika nodded with a sparkle in her eyes.

”Thank you, Asahina-senpai!”

I watched her walk away and returned to my natural self. ‘It’s lunch hour now, isn’t it?’ I thought. Closing my eyes, I prepared for what could come next. Upon walking into the classroom I will be met with students asking me for help. Then I’ll be asked to eat lunch with. Compliments, praise, and idolization will be given. It’s all so annoying. ‘I guess I’ll just get this over wi—’

“WONDAHOOOOOOOOOY!!!!!!!!!” A spunky voice nearly screeched in my ear.

Ootori Emu. This little underclassman is the enemy of monotony. I quickly regained composure and faced her with a soft smile. “Ah, Ootori-san hehe, that’s that little signature line you say right?” Emu’s expression immediately dampened and her face went pale. She nodded nervously. I didn’t understand this reaction, and it only seemed to happen when I smiled. Was there something odd about it? No one else had informed me about such a concern. I shook my head and turned to open the classroom door.

“Well, Ootori-san, I’m glad to see you’re in a cheerful mood. I’ll be eating lunch now—“

“Senpai wait! Come eat with me!”

…

For some reason she’d rushed me out of the building to some nearby park. We sat on a simple concrete slab on a hill. The scenery was blander (in terms of those who could see more than the day to day colorlessness that I did) considering the one who led me where was Ootori.

She’s fiddling anxiously with her hands. I’m guessing she has something to say. “Uhm, Asahina-senpai, I wanted to share my lunch with you!”

I wanted to sigh. While I partially held Emu to a higher regard due to her sparks of surprising actions, she was just as any other classmates. Someone who put me on a pedestal.

“Oh, of course! Hehe, what do we have here…?” I grabbed a piece of chocolate and pushed it into my mouth. It was bland as ever, of course. I plastered a smile onto my face. “This is delightful—!”

“No need to lie,” I turned to Emu with a rare surprised feeling in my chest. She wasn’t even looking at me. “Senpai… all those empty smiles of yours…”

It was silent between us, and another unexpected feeling rises in my chest, this time one I can’t identify.

“I came here to wipe that stupid expression off your face and tell you that…” She paused, seemingly realizing something. “I don’t just want to be some classmate to you, and that smile at the sports festival. It’s different! I don’t want to be some nothing, and while I just seem like an idiot trying to make everyone smile, to have a gap be closed by “feeling”… then that would be amazing, wouldn’t it?”

I stared at her. My face relaxed. She finally looked towards me. “How’d it taste?”

I paused, letting the wall between us crumbling before I sucked in a deep breath of air and pushed it out.

“I don’t know.”

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winks at you in a club and pulls you into a room but instead of banging we just start info dumping about spiderman

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🪴Inside this place is warm, outside it starts to pour.

type: all my fics are gender-neutral and inclusive to all body types, races, and assigned gender at birth.

cw: none

a/n: soft!fyodor once a day keeps the doctor away

You cuddled into his chest further, his arms being a shield from the cold. The rain pounded against the window, and despite its goosebump inducing temperature, it was a soothing sound.

You could feel Fyodor’s breath tickle your forehead and you shiver.

“…Darling?” Your lover hummed, you could feel the vibration of his chest as he said it too.

“Hi…” You said sleepily as he kissed the top of your forehead. He drew circles onto your hand with his thumb and smiled. You enjoyed the silence. The rain seemed to become more soothing.

And your breathes slowed, and you fell asleep once more.

Another part of the domestic soft!fyodor series

illegal/proship content dnfi

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This is a soft fyodor supremacy blog btw

Because imagine you waiting in the house you share in this cute little meadow. He said he’d be coming home late and you were lovingly waiting for him. You sort of underestimated his meaning of late and stayed up till like 12:00 am. No need to worry, Fyodor will give you a kiss and carry you to bed.

on my next fic i’ll be giving a tutorial on how to doxx someone and not get caught

illegal content blogs dni.

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this is officially a fukuzawa father blog you can’t stop me

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🌾 Ones child-play dream::

type: dragonpeaches / ao lie x sun wukong [LMK]

cw: angst, comfort, fluff

a/n: cutlery n25!ver, they/them ao lie

“Mm…” the little dragon hummed, leaning their head into the crook of their lover’s neck. They sighed out of exhaustion, completely indulging in the ability to rest after such a long day. The moon’s light filtered in through the cracks of the window’s curtains and casted patterns onto the duvet covers that sat on the bed.

“Tired, dove?” Sun Wukong asked, wrapping his arms more tightly around the dragon, as if to hold on so they wouldn’t slip away from him. The dragon shifted to press to the monkey’s lips and smiled. It was weak, and held a far heavier weight than either of them wanted to speak of.

“Unfortunately, the Sun sets. He always goes away at the right moment despite being so pretty! Can you believe?”

“Gasp! Ao Lie! You’re a flirt on the down low!” Sun Wukong said with mock offense, though he could not hide his flustered expression. “With a pun, nonetheless.”

Ao Lie giggled closed him eyes. They both sat there, silent for a moment. Perfection, sculpted like this. Perfection that could never be true.

“Do you know your dreams are really cruel, Ao Lie?”

“Yes, Sun Wukong.”

And the Monkey King blinked the sleep from his eyes, pulling himself away from his fantasies and forgetting the past.

Illegal content blogs dni.

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no bcs the cards for mafuyu and mizu in the recent event is taking over my mind

mizuki is holding out the umbrella, representing their wish to give mafuyu a place to call home, to run away to and feel at peace from her mother/pressures (the rain)

mafuyu holds the umbrella closed in her card because she’s too scare/hesitant to resist the rain (her mother) and she can’t really trust herself to run away to a home-like place because the only ‘home’ she’s ever known is the restrictive and violating one of her mothers

anyway point is mafumizu canon

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just took some bsd kin quizzes and got high marks for akutagawa, ranpo, fyodor, AND sigma. I still think i dont need therapy though, in my opinion.