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UHH NOT ME COMPLETELY FORGETTING TO POST MY NEW FIC ONTO TUMBLR OOPS HA HA

Anyways! here it is! i am really excited for this fic!! i have a lot of plans for this fic, and hopefully i'll actually finish it; i have a bad track record of abandoning multi chap fics, and im hoping this wont end like that ^^; i have high hopes for this fic, and really want it to be my best work, so im gonna be putting my 110% into this lmao

anyways! the first chapter is under the cut, but please feel free to read it on ao3 as well! i have my own skin for this fic, and imo its better to read it that way (i mean, doesnt add anything important, but just more fun, i think). i also wont be putting the future chapters onto tumblr, only on ao3

pairing: luigi/peasleygenre: fluff (first chapter)word count: 4.9kfirst chapter under the cut!

The Goodwill Ambassador Lady Lima is commanded by

The Prince to invite

the Mario Brothers

to the Beanbean Kingdom’s Woven Hearts Festival

on the twenty-fifth of December,

at the Beanbean Castle.

Your presence would be greatly appreciated. The Festivalshall be a great celebration, and I would love for you two to join!

Until then,

Prince Peasley

The letter was short and efficient, and it wasn’t anything Luigi didn’t expect as a formal invitation. Luigi had to say, he had never heard of the Woven Hearts Festival, but it wasn’t like he was too familiar with Beanish tradition in the first place. But he was excited to find out, especially since it was a chance to visit Peasley again.

In a different, more personal letter, Peasley had talked about how thrilled he was for the festival. Apparently the kingdom only celebrated it every ten years, so it was a pretty big deal. And with that, it was the first time that Peasley was hosting, instead of the queen. He sounded pretty excited about having that responsibility, and Luigi himself couldn’t wait. While the festival itself was only a week away, Peasley had requested for them to arrive as early as possible, and Luigi wasn’t one to disappoint. Besides, more time to catch up and be in the prince’s presence was something Luigi would enjoy, and if he could be of use to help with preparations, then it would be even greater.

Sadly, Mario couldn’t leave as early. Toadsworth had requested that the cheap cheap problem be dealt with sooner rather than later–which meant that Mario was going to be down in the sewers to deal with the fish that had made a home there. It wouldn’t be more than a few days of work though–maybe even only a few hours if Mario was lucky enough that the problem wasn’t that big, as Toadsworth made it seem.

But he insisted that Luigi go ahead to go down to Beanbean Kingdom. Just because he had to work didn’t mean that Luigi had to wait to see his boyfriend. “I’m sure you’re just dying to have some alone time with him!” Mario had reasoned, and while Luigi did indeed look forward to the idea of seeing Peasley again, it didn’t stop him from his face turning a bright red for Mario to laugh at.

So Luigi, with his packed suitcase, headed off for Beanbean Kingdom. Nervousness as well as excitement swirled in his gut, as the thought of seeing Peasley again, as well as celebrating an obviously important festival, brought a jumbled bunch of emotions into him. It was clear that it was very important to Peasley–and as an extension, the kingdom as a whole–and Luigi wanted it to be sure it was as special of a moment as Peasley seemed to want it to be. But nothing was going to ruin it, of course not; Luigi was determined and confident that it was going to be a completely normal vacation with many exciting moments with the prince. It was going to be fun, and Luigi was going to relax.

The Beanbean International Airport had been bustling with life when Luigi landed. Beanish people and many others flew in, more than likely for the same reason Luigi had. He would’ve been worried about finding a place to stay–with so many visiting, he was sure that hotels everywhere in the kingdom were booked up to the brim–had it not been for his confidence that Peasley would insist that he stays at the castle. The prince would rather be transformed back to Dragohoho than be a less than stellar host. Luigi had doubted that, but Peasley always insisted that it was true.

“I want nothing but the best for you, my love! It is the least you deserve, for everything you have done for me and my kingdom. And if the way I pay you back is through lavish staying conditions, then so be it! Nothing less than best for you, Greenie.”

It still made Luigi’s face burn up when he thought about it.

By the time he had left his terminal, Luigi’s nerves only increased tenfold. Not in an anxiety-inducing way, no, but in an excitement mixed with a healthy amount of restlessness. A whole week and weekend to spend on a vacation sounded wonderful, and Luigi was quite excited for it to start. He hadn’t even left the baggage claim area before he heard shouts over the bustling people.

“Luigi! Over here!” Luigi’s eyes searched through the sea of people, only to land on the prince of the Beanish Kingdom. His smile was bright and lit up the whole building, and his beauty was just as radiant as Luigi remembered. The prince’s outfit was the same as ever, sans his characteristic cape. In its stead was a thick, cream-colored scarf tied around his neck.The smile that grew on Luigi’s face was wide as he waved over the prince.

“Peasley!” he greeted, and was instantly met with a hug. Luigi let out a low chortle as his arms instinctively returned the action, and gave a tight hug back. The prince pressed a kiss onto his cheek.

“I’ve been waiting for so long for your arrival! I have so many things planned for us, and I’m sure you’ll love it.” He pushed himself off of the plumber, but kept steady hands on his shoulders. He looked around the terminal. “And where is your brother?”

“Oh, about that; Mario ended up being dragged into some work before the flight left. But he promised to arrive no later than tomorrow afternoon!”

Peasley tsked. “Well then! I’m afraid we’ll just have to get started without him, won’t we?” A hand trailed down his arm, down into his hand, which Peasley held onto. Luigi responded with his own squeeze of the hand. “I was thinking we first head for some coffee–we have so much to catch up on, don’t we? And what better to do on a cold day than have a warm beverage and some exchanges of stories?”

Peasley took the lead, through the crowds that parted way for the pair like an ocean. The second they stepped out of the airport and into the fresh air, Luigi’s body began to shiver. He knew it would be cold–it was in the middle of winter, after all–but he hadn’t considered wearing any of his warm clothes that he had packed. How Peasley was able to wear his normal, out-of-season clothing and not even flinch when a harsh wind blew against them, Luigi would never know.

On the way, Peasley spoke about the different kinds of festivities he had planned, how excited he was to be planning the whole thing. The Hearts Woven Festival was a big deal in the kingdom, and he wanted it to be the best for his subjects. He talked about all the different plans he had for the festival, all sorts of decorations and games and stalls, all sorts of plans that made Luigi think about the carnivals that the Mushroom Kingdom had on special occasions. The only difference he found was that the whole celebration was over two days; one day was filled with the festivities that Peasley rambled on about, with the next day holding a gala-like party in the castle. They reveal the Harmony Heart, as a symbol of the kingdom’s unity. Determination bled into Peasley’s words, and no doubt was the prince set on creating the best festival that he could. And Luigi didn’t doubt his partner’s abilities—Peasley could do just about anything he set his mind on, and if he wanted this to be the best festival that the kingdom has ever thrown, then Luigi was confident that Peasley could pull it off.

When they entered Castle Town, it only hit Luigi then just how thrilled the rest of the kingdom was over the festival as well. He supposed it made sense–it only came around only every ten years, and was the biggest event, according to Peasley. The Beanish around them all wore grins on their faces, with laughter and cheerfully chatter filling the air. There were ones who were setting up different food stalls, games, and things of the like around, and others who were putting beautiful decorations of pennant flags tied from pole to pole, balloons and streamers everywhere, and artwork being done on the freshly built wooden stalls. None of it was close to being done, no, but Luigi could tell with ease just how much care and work was being put into this.

“We should deal with your luggage first,” Peasley said absentmindedly, more to himself than to Luigi. “We’ll drop it off real quick, and have someone bring it to your room. There’s just so much I want to talk to you about and show you!”

“We have a whole week, Peasley,” Luigi reassured with a smile, “it’s fine if we take it slow.”

“Oh, but so many things to do in only a week, my love! And I don’t want to waste a single second with you.” Peasley continued to lead Luigi, a clear goal and plan in his head. Luigi didn’t mind too much–he enjoyed getting to see how the town was getting ready for the festivities.

The castle matched the town in its decorations almost perfectly. The color scheme was the same–a pattern of gold, white, and red adorned the castle and its town–and lines of pennant flags were tied across from wall to wall. The guards on duty seemed to be in a jollier mood too, even when Peasley requested them to take hold of Luigi’s luggage and find a handmaid to go and put his suitcase into the guest room he’d be staying in.

The pair finally got inside somewhere warm when they entered the Starbeans Café. The warmth of the heaters blasting throughout the building was extremely appreciated by the plumber, and Peasley hummed in glee as he rubbed his hands together.

“It doesn’t seem to be that busy, luckily for us,” Peasley commented. “Do you mind finding us a place to sit while I order our drinks?”

“Alright. Could you get me-”

“A chuckoccino?” Peasley offered a playful smile. “You’re a man of habit, you know.” Luigi couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped through his lips, or the heat that consumed his face. No matter how much he tried to pull his hat down, he couldn’t hide how flustered he was. Why did Peasley always do this to him during the most mundane of situations?

Peasley only laughed again before he walked off. Luigi found a quiet table against one of the walls, with a large-scale window right against it with a great view of the town. The clouds that blanketed the sky blocked out a good deal of the sun’s light, and the dark hue made him wonder if it were ever going to rain. Or would it snow, based on how cold it was? Luigi would’ve definitely preferred the latter.

It didn’t take long for Peasley to return with their drinks. He placed down the mugs gently on the table, and Luigi dragged his own over. The two beverages steamed, ready to burn any mouths that attempted to gulp it down. Luigi blew on the drink, and took the tiniest of sips. He hummed in delight, the warmth of the small amount of liquid already making him content.

“You know, you’ve never told me what the festival is about,” Luigi mentioned. Peasley, who was mid-sip of his drink, gave a small nod.

“Oh yes,” he said, putting down the drink. “I can’t believe I completely forgot to explain it to you! Do you truly not know anything about it?”

“I never heard of it until yesterday, honestly,” he admitted. Luigi felt a bit bad for not being aware of customs and traditions of the Beanish as he should, but he was met with a smile from Peasley.

“Well, I’ll do my best to keep the story short. But, it started a long time ago–a few generations after the kingdom was created with the Beanstar. I told you about that story, didn’t I? How a lonely king wished to create his own kingdom, but everything always went wrong? And then a star came down and blessed his good heart, and his wife with the most beautiful voice in the land?”

“Well…no. But I think maybe we should stick to one story at a time.”

Peasley chuckled. ��Yes yes, of course.” He started to trace the rim of the mug with his index finger. “Well, the Beanbean Kingdom was flourishing for a while, and all was well for everyone. But, it was said that outside of the kingdom walls, out in the sea and the fields and mountains, that evil and darkness incarnate existed. They wanted to have the Beanstar for themselves. But they never could get in the kingdom, for the walls were too strong. And so, instead of trying to destroy it with brute strength, the darkness and evil decided to instead slip through the cracks of the walls, and sneak in.

“While the darkness couldn’t be there physically, it started to slowly affect the citizens of the kingdom. It started to take over the kingdom’s people, and took over their souls, infecting them with darkness and evil. The kingdom started to fall apart because of it. The king lost many of his people to it–he even lost one of his sons, and only daughter to it, too. The kingdom was collapsing, but the king stayed true to himself. He did everything in his power that he could to save everyone, and refused to let himself succumb to evil.”

Peasley gave a sad smile as he continued. “And then his wife ended up falling into it. The loving queen, who had always been by his side, was starting to get taken over by it. And the king just couldn’t accept this reality. And from his strong emotions–his need to save her, his grief and determination that came from it, and the goodness and purity of his heart, the Harmony Heart was born.” Peasley paused, for a few seconds, and then hummed as he moved his hand down to drum on the table. “None of the texts that we can find talks explicitly of how though, only that it just…appeared. Odd, but I guess we’ve never really questioned it. It was a miracle afterall, one that saved the Beanbean Kingdom.

“But I suppose that fact doesn’t matter,” Peasley sighed, not letting a single thing get in the way of his story-telling. He then gave a triumphant smile as he continued on. “As I said, the Harmony Heart was created. And with that, the king was able to use that power and rid all of the evil and darkness within the kingdom, and bring light to all! He was able to not only save his wife from it, but all of his subjects as well. The Heart took the king’s heroicness and purity, and was able to spread it all across the land.

“And so every ten years we throw a festival and feast to celebrate not only how we’re still here today, but also that the Heart is what keeps us united and is what keeps that kingdom-falling evil at bay.” Peasley, as though on a final note, took a sip of his drink. “That’s about it, really. I’m sure I’m missing a few details though–the story got a bit…muddled throughout the years, but that’s the gist of it.”

“Wowie…” Luigi hadn’t even known what to say. A long–but apparently short by Peasley’s standards–story, but one of triumph and success. The Mushroom Kingdom had many like it, but the Beanbean's were quite unlike stories he had heard before.

“The festival sounds fun,” Luigi decided on. “A-and, I can’t wait to see what you have planned for it.” Peasley’s smile grew more by those words, and Luigi couldn’t help but reciprocate that grin. Peasley’s eyes shone a brilliant yellow, bright with excitement, and Luigi felt like he could get lost in them for hours on end.

“Oh!” Somehow, Peasley’s excitement grew even more, his voice light with giddiness. “I should show you around Castle Town so you can see how much we’ve gotten done!”

Luigi was sure that he had seen quite a bit just from traveling to the coffee shop. But if it made Peasley happy, then he wouldn’t mind a stroll through the cold, but cheerful, town. Who was Luigi, to dampen his boyfriend’s clear excitement?

He barely got in a nod as an answer before Peasley quickly downed the rest of his drink and got up from this seat. He then stuttered a bit with his actions, and sat back down as Luigi took a slower sip of his own beverage.

“Ah–perhaps I got a little bit too excited,” the prince admitted bashfully. Luigi offered a comforting smile. He could tell how restless Peasley was, but that was understandable. It was obvious how much Peasley cared for this event, and just wanted to show Luigi everything he was working on, and how he was proud of it, and Luigi couldn’t fault him for that.

Peasley, while Luigi worked on his drink, continued to talk about the festivities. He spoke about how the Hearts Woven festival was in fact celebrated over two days–one entirely of a fun festival in Castle Town with music, food, games, anything that could be imagined–and then a ball on the next day, held within the castle–more of an esteemed event, Peasley explained, with it being focused more on the royal family and how they watch over and protect the Harmony Heart. Luigi froze a bit at the mention of a formal ball; he had been to plenty in the Mushroom Kingdom and Sarasaland that he was familiar with the customs of a ball, but any sort of thought of a social affair could make his stomach drop.

But, it would be fine. Luigi knew that it would be fine. Peasley would be there, and Mario had said he would arrive no later by the next day. Besides, Luigi knew how to handle himself in a crowd–he had gotten a lot better at it when compared to the first ball he had to attend, back when Mario saved Princess Peach for the first time from the demonous claws of Bowser. That had been a disaster. But now it would be different, because, even though at times it didn’t seem like it, Luigi had gotten more confident in himself. He could handle himself just fine.

By the time Luigi was finally done with the drink and warming up inside of the shop, he had to brave out into the cold air once more. Once again, Peasley didn’t seem that affected by the freezing air. Just a small adjustment of his scarf, and he continued on, and dragged Luigi further into the depths of Castle Town. Luigi understood how excited Peasley was, he really did, but why couldn’t they go on a tour around the growing festival another day? Preferably when it was warmer?

Luigi suddenly caught on as to why, though. The whole town was hard at work–many of the wooden stalls were still being put together, along with many other mechanics for other, more complicated and bigger pieces of the festival. There were many Beanish who were up on high ladders, all still putting up decorations on the buildings. Heads started to turn, more and more of them, as murmurs grew in the crowd.

“Your Highness!” one squeaked out, rushing over. “Thank goodness you’re here! Tell me: which colors would look best? I want to paint our sign a lovely shade of green, but my husbandinsiststhat we go with red. I tell him time and time again that red doesnotsuit the colors of the festival, but of coursehethinks he’s the artistic one out of the both of us.”

Ah, that’s right. As a prince, one who was fully in-charge of the event, of course Peasley had to watch over everything, and make sure that every little detail was right. The citizens needed his approval on just about everything, and would need his help, as well. It would also explain why Peasley was so quick to rush into the coffee shop–the second he would be spotted, he would have to start up again with his princely duties, and he was just so excited to spend time with Luigi.

But, Peasley didn’t seem to mind at all. Which didn’t surprise Luigi; Peasley had always been one who was always so happy to help out others around him. And seeing as how it was his subjects who were requesting for his opinions and help, how could he say no?

Luigi got distracted from Peasley and the Beanish’s conversation. There was a shaky ladder in the corner of his eye, and Luigi rushed over to help. He was, afterall, nothing if not helpful. Getting people out of pickles, whether it be others, himself, or his brother, was just something that was second nature to Luigi. Second nature to Mario too, he knew. They just loved to help people out, and whether this was what Peasley had planned to happen or not, Luigi would never oppose helping someone out. The ladder steadied when Luigi was able to get a firm grip on the base of it, keeping it still from any more shaking. The Beanish on top, who was in the middle of tying a pretty bow in golden ribbon, looked down and gave a “hey, thanks!” before focusing back on their work.

As Peasley slowly started to get surrounded by work, trying to advise how the festival should not only function, but look (“no,yellowroses! Not lilies, those are meant strictly for funerals. Why would we want white lilies in the first place? Roses are a much better choice!”). Turned out, he had quite a bit to do. Luckily, Luigi’s presence was just as appreciated; as it turned out, having an extra set of hands was something that many of the townspeople needed (“oh, how lucky we are to have a carpenter here!” He was not a carpenter, but he did know his way around woodworking tools, so Luigi never corrected while he helped out building stands and stalls).

Luigi was also a bit surprised to see how many of them remembered and recognized him. Yeah, he and his brotherdidsave their kingdom, but he just wasn’t used to all of the attention. The questions if he was actuallytheLuigi that saved them, voices filled with an attempt to keep their enthusiasm hidden, always made Luigi stutter a bit as he nodded yes. The attention was new, but not unwelcomed. He couldn't help but wonder if this was how Mario felt all the time, in the Mushroom Kingdom. If it was, he wasn’t sure how Mario could handle it all the time, or have the energy for it. Just a small con of being the kingdom’s hero, he supposed.

The small looks Peasley sent Luigi never went unnoticed. The smiles that the prince gave were often met with shy ones from Luigi. Small waves exchanged between the two, along with a few words when they were close by, until one or the other was whisked away by a townsperson in need of their help. But of course, the smile Peasley wore never left as he helped–whenever Luigi’s eyes fell back onto the prince, the smile was always graced upon his face.

And, down the line, they did end up doing what Peasley wanted to do in the first place. Luigi got to take in the hard work the Beanish people were putting in for the festival. They were proud of their work, that much was obvious, and Luigi believed rightfully so. The games he got to survey, treats he got to taste-test, and artwork he got to take in were all incredible in their own ways. The effort that the kingdom was putting into the festival was clear; they all deserved to feel pride over their work.

The pair worked well until the evening, with the sun falling behind the mountains. Luigi would say that he was hungry for dinner, but with all of the different savory foods and sweets all given to him–followed by questions if it was too salty, if it needed more sugar in it, if maybe perhaps a maple glaze would work well with it–it was safe to say that his appetite was well taken care of. Although, the only complaint that Luigi had was that even with his gloves on, his hands were starting to freeze. He definitely wasn’t bundled up enough for the cold, and with the moon starting to come up, he knew he would have to get warmer clothes if he wanted to stay outside.

Thankfully though, Peasley seemed to have wrapped up what he was doing. Promises to his people were made, that he would come back in the afternoon to be of more help. It wasn’t until the last person left did Peasley let out a slow exhale, with his shoulders coming down into a more relaxed position. Though his smile never left, it was clear that he was on the edge of exhaustion. The prince was good at hiding it at times, but Luigi had learned his tells well enough to see.

“I believe it’s time for us to head back,” Peasley said. Luigi nodded in agreement, and the two were off towards the castle. “I don’t think the chefs are quite done with it, though–I’ll have to check up on that. But, as you wait, you can decompress in your room.”

“I don’t mind the wait,” Luigi said. “I, uh, got quite a bit of food from the chefs cooking the festival foods. They were a bit filling.” A nervous chuckle followed, but Peasley simply hummed.

“Well, even so my love, I’ll be sure to come by to pick you up for dinner. I’m sure my mother would want to properly see you as well, and getting those formal greetings is often best done over a meal.” Luigi didn’t mind that. The queen was a bit…intimidating, he had to admit, and carrying a conversation with her with the chance to stuff food into his mouth to prevent words and stutters from pouring out seemed ideal. He also hadn’t seen her in quite a bit of time–the last being when he and Mario had to save the Beanstar, and that wasn’t quite a formal or proper time to really discuss anything or have her ask a plethora of questions.

Once they entered the castle, Luigi first noticed the way it buzzed with life. It was clear that many of the staff members were helping out with preparations as well, and weren’t letting anything distract them from their tasks. Diligent guards kept a keen eye out (or, maybe not so diligent, based on how a group of them chattered and a lone one snored away while standing); many maids and butlers walked with a pep in their step, letting Luigi know that it would best if he did his best to stay out of their way.

Peasley led him to his room, where his suitcase had been placed on the otherwise untouched bed. With Peasley bidding a goodbye to let Luigi rest for a short while, Luigi was finally able to get off of his feet. Exhaustion weighed heavier on his shoulders than he had originally thought, Luigi realized as he all but collapsed on the bed. He just couldn’t help it–the room was warm, the bed incredibly soft, and after a tiring day, it was nice to settle into. It was practically inviting him in, and Luigi wasn’t one to say no to comfort.

He wasn’t sure how long he had laid there for. It must’ve only been a few minutes though, and too early for Peasley to come back to alert him of dinner, but nevertheless, there was a knocking at the door. The quick and hurried type, with urgency behind each sound. Confused, Luigi sat up, staring at the door. He only then got up to his feet when another set of raps hit the door, just as fast and alarming as the last set.

Luigi opened the door to reveal a worry-filled Peasley on the other side. There was a smile on his face, more likely to be used as some sort of cushion or reassurance, but it didn’t match his eyes that were filled with fear and concern.

“Peasley? Is something wrong?” A dumb question on his part, he internally chided to himself–of course something was wrong.

“Ah, yes my dear, you see- well-” It wasn’t like Peasley to stutter his words like that. Something big must have definitely happened. His hands were constantly shifting as he tried to gather his words, and Luigi hesitantly went forward to grab one of the prince’s hands. Peasley grabbed onto it, and gave a gentle squeeze as he took in a deep breath. His voice, steady and sure of itself, announced something that made Luigi’s eyes widen.

“The Harmony Heart has gone missing.”

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Damian's Fic Recs - Whumptober Time!

[October 2022]

[Masterpost]

welcome back, folks, for another issue of Damian's Fic Recs! in honor of my beloved Whumptober (and as penance for not writing much for it this year), we're in for a list full of whumps! not all written for Whumptober, but all with that generally depressing vibe.

this is the first list I've done for multiple fandoms at a time, so here's all the ones I'll be covering today:

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Ace Attorney

Persona 5

DC Comics

each fandom is grouped together, in that order! though most of them are Fire Emblem, because... yeah <5

because of some... heavier material this time around, there's two new additions to my rating system, those being Graphic Depictions of Violence (🩸) and Major Character Death (☠️). stay safe, and happy reading!

Ratings Guide:

🌹 - Shippy

🌷 - Hints/mentions of ships, but not the main focus

🌻 - Purely Platonic

💚 - General Audiences

💛 - Teen

🧡 - Mature

🩸 - Graphic Depictions of Violence

☠️ - Major Character Death

✅ - Complete

❌- In-progress

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

🌻💛✅🩸☠️ God Slayer by Elluia

Word Count: 1.9kChapters: 1/1

Published: October 6th, 2022

Sothis was murdered in her sleep, or so they believe.Whumptober 2022, Prompt No.6: Proof of life

[Notes: barely any dialogue, mostly the most brutal death you've ever read in your life. excellent prose and imagery, especially if you like the combo of dragons and stars.]

🌻💛❌ His Sweat and Blood by Elluia

Word Count: 2.7kChapters: 1/2

First Published: October 11th, 2022

From war orphan to prisoner of war, Cyril is just trying to survive.Whumptober 2022, Prompt No.11: sloppy bandages + self-done first aid

[Notes: I included two Elluia fics on pure accident, haha. this one is backstory for Cyril, one of the most underrated characters in the game, in my opinion. not as gruesome as the last one, but Elluia's wonderful prose is still present!]

🌹💛✅ love is a thing with thorns by miyatini

Word Count: 3.2kChapters: 1/1

Published: October 5th, 2022

Honeysuckle signifies devoted affection,Sylvain learns. He wonders how even his body has become Felix’s in its destruction.-sylvain is a lover, destroyed over and over again

[Notes: unrequited hanahaki! where the other person isn't portrayed as completely in the wrong! woo!! I mean, it still has a sad ending, so maybe the woo isn't entirely appropriate, I've just read too much arophobic hanahaki takes to not celebrate.]

🌻💛❌ All the Time in the World by Cinnabunni

Word Count: 5kChapters: 1/?

First Published: June 23rd, 2022

The man’s eye immediately softened when he looked at the Archbishop. “Byleth…” he spoke in a low tone. “...is he real?”The Archbishop–Byleth–gave a firm nod. “He’s very much real, Dimitri. But right now, he needs to rest-”“But how do we know if it’s him?” the man pressed. “How do we know it’s really him? How do we not know it’s the same people who assumed the role of Monica and Tomas? How do we know that he won’t stab us in the back and kill us all?” The man focused back onto Glenn. “I say we strike now, before he has the chance to heal and get back to full strength. Destroy the seeds of tragedy and despair before they get the chance to sprout.”Glenn, if it was any other circ*mstance, would’ve gotten angry, and reply with his own remark. Maybe even fight if he was physically able to. But one detail made his mind spin, made his whole world pause and destroy everything that he thought he knew or understood.“Dimitri…?”~~~In which Glenn is thrown through time, and no one is happy about the situation.

[Notes: hiii Cinna I'm recommending one of your fics <5 because you deserve it <5]

🌹💛✅ Save Me (Get Me the Hell Out of Here) by LucRambles

Word Count: 7kChapters: 1/1

Published: December 25th, 2021

“Don’t move,” Felix says before pressing his hands to either side of the slashed flesh and pushing them closer together, channeling his minor healing spell. Sylvain hisses in pain but stays still as Felix desperately tries to get the flesh to knit back together. But healing was never his strong suit and he feels it fizzle out, the cooling sensation replaced by the warmth of Sylvain’s blood.“Leave me here,” Sylvain says. “The battle is still going on, you need—”“You need to shut up,” Felix snaps, practically snarls. “I am not leaving you.”“Don’t get yourself killed,” Sylvain says, like the insufferable hypocrite he is.Felix has lived this day before. Sylvain keeps dying. And he can't let that happen.

[Notes: timeloop fics my beloved!! not officially tagged for violence, but the loop is caused by being killed in battle... so don't expect a picnic.]

Ace Attorney

🌻💚✅ Down For the Count by Hextoons

Word Count: 3kChapters: 1/1

Published: September 20th, 2022

When Phoenix, quite literally falls ill, Franziska takes it upon herself to care for him. This will totally not go terribly.Sicktember 2022 Day 20: Cold Sweat

[Notes: definitely one of the tenser sickfics I've ever read. if Franziska having to take care of Phoenix doesn't sound bad enough, it's the middle of aa2. yeah.]

🌻💚✅ True North by BillyRayCyrus

Word Count: 354Chapters: 1/1

Published: September 5th, 2021

Phoenix and Miles continue their journey.

[Notes: zombie au! zombie au! really short, but still a punch to the gut.]

Persona 5

🌻💛✅ nothing to celebrate by Setio

Word Count: 2.4k

Chapters: 1/1

Published: October 15th, 2022

“What do you want to eat tomorrow?” Sojiro asked.Akira’s head tilted a little further. “You always make curry?” he asked, brow furrowing together in confusion.Sojiro coughed lightly. “Well, yes. But I would have thought you would have wanted something a little bit different tomorrow. It is a special day.”The confusion only deepened. “A special day?” Akira asked.Sojiro gave him a puzzled look. “Your birthday?” he said.Oh.Right.His birthday.

DC Comics

🌻💛✅ Whumptober 2021 by dizarys

Word Count: 42k

Chapters: 30/30

First Published: October 1st, 2021

Finished: November 1st, 2021

Jason tried to tighten his hold but blood made Dick's gauntlet too slick. His hand slipped free. A wordless, desperate sound clawed its way out of Jason's throat as Dick tumbled towards the murky water. Without hesitation Jason let go, plummeting after him.--All of my completed 2021 Whumptober prompts (plus some extra!)

[Notes: an absolute BEAST of a read if you want to tackle the whole thing, but the individual chapters aren't too long, and they aren't connected. you can easily just read whichever ones stick out to you and ignore the rest, if you want to. this one isn't tagged for violence, but it is pretty brutal at parts, and even if the violence isn't always explicit the subject matter can get pretty heavy. batfam-centric.]

🌻💛✅ Under & Over by Batsh*t_Bogs

Word Count: 3.5kChapters: 1/1

Published: October 3rd, 2021

Duke sees it happen.He sees the stone crumble, the lenses in Damian’s mask widen, Damian reaches out - and Duke watches him disappear over the side of the bridge.-Or: Duke and Damian go for a mid-mission swim. It's not as fun as it sounds

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Do u have any ducktales fic/author recs 🥺

I got this ask so long ago asjdkfs but here's part one in case you haven't seen it. I probably won't have as many on this list but here's what I've got!! If anyone wants to add to it/self-promote feel free :]

Lullabies by BennyDwight

Rule Number 87 by orphan_account

Talking it Out by LadyStina2

I'd Move Mountains (To Hold You In My Arms Again) by Buckets_Of_Stars

You'll Always Be Safe by Cinnabunni

Mom's Favorite by CaptainLlewellyn

One Week After by ReesieReads

The Ornament by AnimationNut

Time Flies (Back) When You're (Not) Having Fun by AkozuHeiwa

Absence by RadarsTeddyBear

That's all I've got for now!! Make sure to check the tags before reading to make sure that there's nothing that will bother you <33

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ATTACKS @hollowsart VIOLENTLY WITH THIS SAD FIC

"Please..." you whispered down down at the little salesman laying in your arms "Spamton" you felt tears pricking at your eyes as you shaked him slightly in your arms "Spamton please... Big shot come on, come on"

He was still, cold in your arms "cinnabunny..." he spoke softly, his jaw not moving, his voicebox was talking "it's okay" he replied.

You shook your heard, sniffling and grabbing his hand "no it's not! You're not okay" you cried out "please just, open your eyes, jump up, tell me that you got me! So I can get angry PLEASE!" your voice strained as tears welled up, pouring down your face.

"I can't... Cinnabunny... I'm sorry" your hand gripped tighter on to his hand "d-don't go" you brought your head down to press your forehead to his "please, I don't know what I'll do... Spamton..."

"You brought me happiness, Sugar... You were my light but... This is it for me..." his legs started to slowly break away into dust, panic raised in your voice "no, no, no" you frantically brought him closer to your chest, gritting your teeth "please don't"

"Cinnabunny...." he was dusting quickly, tears streaked at your face as you squeezed him close to you "I love you... Thank you"

The rest of his body dusted in your arms, leaving forever... Nothing left of him as his dust began to scatter in the wind.

You broke down, weeping over where Spamton once was... Your cries being drowned out by the noise of the city...

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Hello! I was wondering if you could find a fic for me: I know it was more of a Parkner fic, but ome chapter had Tony and Peter bonding. I believe they are still working on it, and it was a Hanahaki fic- I just can't seem to find it. I would appreciate it very much if you helped! Thank you!

Hey! This sounds like it might be:

My Love For You Hurts (Me) by Cinnabunni

Both Peter and Harley have feelings for one other; they just don't know the other feels the same way. They have tricked themselves into thinking that the other will never love, bringing both into a disease. And it certainly doesn't help that try to avoid each other at school and only get worse.

OrBoth Peter and Harley have Hanahaki and don't want to face each other.

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OLD FIC FRIDAY!

Chapters: 1/1Fandom: Undertale (Video Game)Rating: ExplicitWarnings: No Archive Warnings ApplyRelationships: W. D. Gaster/SansCharacters: Sans (Undertale), W. D. Gaster, Alphys (Undertale)Additional Tags: Soul Sex, Smut, Sex Magic, Breeding, Dom/sub Undertones, Machine Sex, scientists being dense, Mutual Pining, Eventual Relationships, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Oblivious Sans, oblivious gaster, cinnabunnies, Temporary hurt, Much Comfort, Consensual, Consensual SexSeries: Part 1 of Sanster ContinuumSummary:

The Royal Science team have been charged to remedy the Underground's population problems. Gaster creates a machine that should help. Sans isn't too sure.

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GATHER ROUND, NIGHVALEANS AND DUCKTALEANS ALIKE

I PRESENT TO YOU ALL (dun dun dun DUN) THE WELCOME TO ST. CANARD AU

Okay listen, I was in the shower thinking about Steve Carlsberg, okay? This is all Steve's fault. Blame Steve for it. (jk pls don't, Steve deserves the world) Anyways, I was thinking about how Steve's voice sounds almost EXACTLY like Herb Muddlefoot. Not to mention that the dynamic between Steve and Cecil (pre-episode 110) was nearly the exact same as Herb and Drake's in the Darkwing Duck cartoon. Then I remembered the AU that I ran across in a Drakepad fic by NinjaLibrarian (thanks @paragons-saga for correcting me!) where Binkie was Drake's sister. And it all fell into place. Here's a quick rundown-

Drake Mallard (Cecil) is the 27 year old host of Welcome to St. Canard, a community radio show in St. Canard that is neither small, nor a desert town, but the sun is still hot, the moon is still beautiful, and there's still mysterious lights floating overhead while everyone pretends to sleep.

Drake absolutely has the classic Cecil Palmer wardrobe- orange golashes, cat ears, and all. You can fight me on this.

Launchpad McQuack (Carlos) is a quirky scientist who found his way into town one day. Now I know what you're going to say- Launchpad as CARLOS? But JUST LISTEN- Launchpad is capable of knowing a LOT about something if he cares about it. In 2017 Ducktales, LP obsessed over Darkwing Duck and, as such, knows everything there is to know about it. My thought is that if he found science as interesting as he finds Darkwing Duck, my boy would be the best in his field. Launchpad is NOT DUMB. If you even start to say that he is, I will snatch your kneecaps and ground them into a tasty stew. So basically, yeah. Launchpad McQuack is a scientist who comes to town one day stating that St. Canard is the most scientifically interesting town that he's ever seen. Drake, a gay disaster, reports over the radio that the newcomer has perfect hair and teeth like a military cemetary. Drake fell in love instantly.

Herb Muddlefoot (Steeeeve Carlsberg...) is Drake's brother-in-law, married to Drake's sister Binkie. Drake dislikes him almost immediately- not because he's done anything wrong, Drake just really does not like Herb. Drake had helped his sister (who he still didn't really get along with but, y'know, he loved her cause shes his sister) raise her two children, Tank and Honker, up until she met Herb. (Yes, I know Herb is the boys' biological father in the show, just roll with me). Drake felt like Herb had taken over his spot as sole male figure in Tank and Honker's lives and did NOT like that one bit.

Yeah, Gosalyn is there. For her, a lot is the same as in DWD I think. Famous scientist Grandfather who passes away. In this AU, however, what if LP knew her grandfather, worked with him? Launchpad was a good friend of Dr. Waddlemeyer and when he passed away, he took it upon himself to adopt his young granddaughter Gosalyn. When he moved to St. Canard, he took her with him. (I like this because in show Gos and LP come into Drake's life at the same time)

St. Canard is a weird ass town, a lot like Nightvale, just a bit different in some ways that I have not figured out yet. Gimme a break, I only thought this up half an hour ago.

Hamburger Hippo instead of Arby's

Negaduck is Kevin. The Negaverse is Desert Bluffs. Nuff said.

"I said whoever cut Launchpad's hair, your mom's a ho!"

That's all I can think of at the moment, PLEASE feel free to add on or write fanfiction for this AU!!!!! I think it's great (but also horrific) so idk, help feed my addiction

And if, say, AntWrites or NinjaLibrarian or Cinnabunni could write some fanfiction for this, that would be just *chef kisses*. I love you guys' fanfics, they give me a will to live

That said,

Good Night, St. Canard. Good night.

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The worst treason (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/s8ygHEIRZ5 This is part of Triplet De Spell AU, a gift for EmPro8. if you want to see more of this AU, you can check @localscissors in Tumblr, there are more things there. Also Cinnabunni is writing a multichapter fic for this AU too, you can take a look there. This is similar to another oneshot I wrote, but more complete and with some things that didn't appeared in the previous one. I hope you'll enjoy it!

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Dust Bunnies! Snuggle Sunday

Hello hello! This just happens to be the first Snuggle Sunday I am doing. Snuggle Sundays are usually fluff fics and all things cute and UwU. So for today I thought I should show off a little creature that I made.

Although I love these little dust bunnies I think they need a more proper name that isn’t dust bunny. So how about you guys get to decide on the name! Now on with the cuteness!!

These are my little dust bunny dudes! They can be a tad bit mischievous but overall mean well and don’t cause any harm. Despite the name of dust bunny they are actually very fluffy and soft to pet! Although they can bring about messes they can also clean them up! Although their way of cleaning up can be picking up random items. But if they really like you they may give you a rare or expensive island.

They can be found in houses but also in their own part of the forests. They tend to hang out where dust or dirt can be found.

Those who have seen them were inspired to make a delectable treat called cinnabunnies. Although please resist eating these treats around dust bunnies or they will freak out an make a little screm and then proceed to hide.

Cinnabunnies look exactly like them except for the fact they are made of dough and there’s a delicious cinnamon frosting on their backs.

Once again a name will be appreciated and yes adoptions for all my creatures that aren’t yanderes are open. And yes this is designed as a potentially pokemon design which would ground/fairy. That’s about all I gotta say bout these dudes so I’ll see you tomorrow for Mythic Monday!

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Your last fic for me is very good, can i request ai x 32, good or bad is your choice ^u^

Rejlkarea thanks!

Fandom: Datashift by @datashift-official

Characters and pairing: 32, AI, AIx32

Warnings: manipulation

Word count: 707

Summary: A moment of peace between The Hero and The Villain.

In the shattered remains of a once-peaceful timeline, two lone monsters currently reside. Neither of them are from this timeline - much less the universe this timeline is an alteration of. The monsters -who had been battling hard for the right for this timeline to exist, are almost completely exhausted, and are laying side by side, panting quietly as they try to regain their breaths, shaking and trembling with exhaustion and pain from the many injuries that they had inflicted on one another.

AI sits up after a moment with a tired groan, pulling out two cinnabunnies, stuffing one of them into his face immediately, gazing sadly at Error - it was such a pity that he was ever so destructive. He sighed softly and gently touched one of the other’s shoulders, causing the destructive being to stir, the other’s eye lights focusing on him.

“W-what…?” 32 manages out, blinking as the sweet treat is pressed against his teeth.

“Here, eat this. You are rather heavily injured and will need the healing energy.” AI presses “It wouldn’t do if you were to die. There is still much that needs to be done.”

“I - I do-urgk!” the destructive being sputters, choking a little as the healing item is unceremoniously shoved into his mouth, grumpily eating it, feeling somewhat better, despite the fact that he still ached everywhere, and was trying to figure out just where the hell the two of them were. “I… Wh… What happened?”

AI sighs a little and shakes his head, gently pulling 32 into his lap, resting his chin on top of the other’s skull, gently stroking one of the other’s cheeks, smiling gently as the other starts to purr and relax into his touch, clearly exhausted. “You… You went into a rampage, Error. I… I tried to stop you, but was unable to do so.” His voice was sorrowful, and his eye lights were yellow and pink, one a tear drop, the other a four pointed star.

32 shifted a little, disliking the fact that the other called him that name - he wasn’t Error… Was… Was he? He pressed his face into the other’s chest, tears of frustration and fear starting to fall from his eye sockets as he clutched onto the taller skeleton’s shirt “I… I don’t know… I don’t know what happened… The last thing I remembered ,I was in the omega timeline and enjoying some tea…”

“Shh… Shh… I know that you don’t intend to do the damage that you do… But this is why I keep saying that you should stay with me, rather than with Core. If something causes you to destabilize, I’ll be right there to stop you.” AI crooned gently, continuing to pet his rival gently, his words gentle, his touches tender.

“I… I just… It’s… Really comfortable in my little place in the OT… E-Even if I don’t get along with moist of the… The other inhabitants… I like having a place to stay, rather than wandering endlessly.” 32 managed to explain, pressing a little closer to the other, unsure.

“I quite understand - I have places all over in the doodlesphere that I stay in! I don’t wander all of the time, and I’m not sure where you got that idea… And I’d be happy to make sure you have all of the tea you want… So what do you say?” AI explained, still gently petting one of the other’s cheeks. Patient. Calm.

“I… Give me a couple of days to think about it?” 32 asked, anxious and unsure, though starting to feel better as he continues to cuddle into AI. “I… It’ll take me a bit to pack everything up.”

AI broke out into a genuinely delighted grin, his eye lights swirling several different shapes and colors at once “That’s wonderful thank you ever so much, darling! I’ll be sure to make up a new place for you as soon as you’re ready to move!”

32 nodded, wondering absently why dread pulled at the depths of his soul. The move would be a good thing, right? AI would be able to keep him in check. He was the only being with the strength and fighting ability to do so. “Thanks. I’ll call you once I’m ready.”

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⚞MASTERLIST⚟

Finally, a masterpost for the tumblr users to find :) fandoms are sorted alphabetically, but it’s still a bit long, so I apologize for that–I might at some time just make separate lists for certain fandoms if they end up being too long.My Ao3 page isCinnabunni, so feel free to go to look through my works there if ya want!(also, little thing: any fics with the ���↳” next to it are my personal favorites <3)

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☕Coffee Talk☕

You Could Never Hurt Me

Rating: GParing: Gala/HydeWord count: 1.5kGala was always aware about time. He always knew what time, what day it was. Hyde supposed that made sense; he always needed to know how close the full moon was, so he could always be prepared, and lock himself in an isolation room within the hospital he worked at. But the hospital was full to the brim, with everybody working 24/7, including Gala. He was working so much, he didn’t even notice anything outside of work. Including the date or time. Luckily, Hyde knows how to deal with this.

🦇DC (Batman)🦇

Green Wrapping Paper And Purple Ribbon

Rating: GPairing: GenWord Count: 2.4kDick was excited to celebrate Tim’s 16th birthday with him. He had a small thing planned with Jason and the others, but sadly Tim was a bit to busy with a dumb scavenger hunt with way too many dumb riddles.

💥Danganronpa💥

A Small Goldfish

Rating: TPairing: Kazuichi/Gundham (Pre-Relationship)Word count: 3.2kKazuichi, throughout his life, had many pet fish. Even though they didn’t have the right equipment to take care of them. But at least he can bond with someone at Hope’s Peak over his love of fish.

One More Round

Rating: GPairing: GenWord count: 3k“Well,” she said thoughtfully, “Hajime and I were going to go to a nearby arcade after school today. I tend to go there often whenever I’m bored. It’s a big place too, I’m sure you could find something to do there.”“An arcade, huh?” Kazuichi repeated. He gave a hum. “Well, it’s not the worst idea.”~~~In which Kazuichi drags Nagito, Gundham, and Fuyuhiko go to the arcade, successfully crashing Chiaki and Hajime’s plans.

🌕Ducktales🌕

You’ll Always Be Safe

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Scrooge & HDL)Word count: 884Scrooge always checks in with the kids at night. Just to be sure that they’re safe.

🏘Fire Emblem: Three Houses🏘

Sweet Cake During a Bitter Night

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Felix & Lysithea)Word count: 2.2kIn which Felix wants sleep, and Lysithea doesn’t want to take a chance of a ghost attacking her at night. At least she gets to have her cake.

All the Time in the World(On Going)

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Minor Felix/Sylvain)Word count: 5kThe man’s eye immediately softened when he looked at the Archbishop. “Byleth…” he spoke in a low tone. “…is he real?”The Archbishop–Byleth–gave a firm nod. “He’s very much real, Dimitri. But right now, he needs to rest-”“But how do we know if it’shim?” the man pressed. “How do we know it’sreallyhim? How do we not know it’s the same people who assumed the role of Monica and Tomas? How do we know that he won’t stab us in the back and kill us all?” The man focused back onto Glenn. “I say we strike now, before he has the chance to heal and get back to full strength. Destroy the seeds of tragedy and despair before they get the chance to sprout.”Glenn, if it was any other circ*mstance, would’ve gotten angry, and reply with his own remark. Maybe even fight if he was physically able to. But one detail made his mind spin, made his whole world pause and destroy everything that he thought he knew or understood.“Dimitri…?”~~~In which Glenn is thrown through time, and no one is happy about the situation.

🪓Hatchetfield Universe 🪓

Nothing....

for now :)

♾Infinity Train♾

A Shared Birthday

Rating: GParing: Ryan/Min-Gi (Pre-Relationship)Word Count: 2.1k“Just a few more seconds…” he said, eyes narrowing on the time. Min-Gi started to grow more nervous as they waited, not knowing what Ryan was doing or what he had in store. And if he knew Ryan, it would most likely not be anything good.“There!” Ryan shouted the second the clock had struck midnight.~~~In which Ryan sneaks into Min-Gi’s house to celebrate his birthday with him.

Can’t Sing Along Together

Rating: TPairing: Ryan/Min-Gi (Pre-Relationship)Word Count: 6.4kIt didn’t take much longer to find the exit. But just like the door Kez had tried, it wouldn’t budge. No matter how hard he tried to open it, it kept shut. He soon just gave up, and started to look around the room for any clues that could possibly reveal what the puzzle was.“Maybe it was to do something with mirrors,” he wondered quietly to himself. “I suppose that would make sense in this car. But what to do with them…”“You need to swap with your reflection. You need to open up the door at the same time with your reflection while you’re in the reflected world.”Min-Gi nodded. “Huh. I suppose that makes sense. But how would I even-” He then paused, and started to frantically look around his surroundings, because that was not Ryan’s voice. “Wait, who said that?” he asked aloud. “Who’s there?“Calm down, I’m down here.” Min-Gi froze, and slowly looked down. Below him was of course his reflection, but his reflection wasn’t normal. It wasn’t positioned in the way Min-Gi was; it didn’t have a look of terror on its face. It was instead in a more relaxed and care-free position. It gave an awkward wave and a sheepish grin to go with it. “Hey.”

🌳The Legend of Zelda🌳

Alone in the Wild

Rating: GPairing: Link/RevaliWord count: 2.2kLink is tired and just wants to rest at the Flight Range. Revali finds him there and the two talk for a little bit.

💀Monster Prom💀

↳Home

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Damien & Miranda; Lucien LaVey/Stan LaVey)Word count: 5.9kCWs: Major Character DeathHe could feel his eyes prickle as tears formed, because holy sh*t. He was really going to die here, wasn’t he?

Spill All Your Secrets And Emotions

Rating: TParing: Gen (Zoe & Liam)Word count: 7.8kZoe could be very observant. Could, of course, being the key word. Usually she wasn’t, and tended to not pay attention much to the world outside of the fictional ones she obsessed over, but sometimes she picked up on small details. Said details were important to include in her writings.And Liam. Wonderful, horrible Liam. Liam’s cynicism and hatred for the mainstream made him seem very two dimensional, something very easy to write, but the few times he let his walls down made Zoe realize there was something else deep in there. But he always kept everyone at a distance, it was impossible to know his true character. Why couldn’t he be like Damien, who had internal problems that everyone knew about?And then, as Zoe found out, that the vampire did indeed have a few internal problems. And she was determined to fix it the best way she could.

Swirling Feelings

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Zoe & Liam)Word count: 2.9kLiam does not care for Halloween. He cares for his birthday even less. So why were his friends so insistent on celebrating it?

📱Mystic Messenger📱

A Special Surprise At The Party

Rating: GParing: Yoosung/MCWord count: 1.4kYoosung has been planning something for his girlfriend for a while, planning with the other RFA members, without her knowing. And when the party arrives, Yoosung is excited for the surprise he has planned.

↳I’ll Be Here For You

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Yoosung & Zen)Word Count: 2kCWs: Suicidal ThoughtsAfter a year of Rika’s death, Yoosung still isn’t himself. Zen pays him a visit to see if he’s okay.

Spend Some Time Together

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Yoosung & Zen)Word Count: 2.3k“Zen, slow down!” Yoosung complained. “I have homework, you know!”“Ah, it’s the weekend, you’ll have plenty of time!” he argued. “C’mon, don’t you wanna join me with my rehearsals?”“Not really…”“Yoosung, you wound me!” he exclaimed, grasping his chest dramatically, which made Yoosung roll his eyes. “C’mon! It’ll be fun, won’t it?”“Why do you even want me over there? Won’t I just be in the way?”“Of course not!” Zen said. “And can I not spend time with my favorite RFA member? Can I not just wanna spend some time with you?”~~~In which Zen wants to hang out with Yoosung, and the only idea he’s got is bringing him down to rehearsals with him.

💘Obey Me! Shall We Date?💘

Self Care Day

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Leviathan & Asmodeus)Word Count: 2.9kLeviathan just wants to be left alone. He just wants to be in his room with no one bothering him. He was already in a bad mood, and he did not want anyone annoying him even more.But of course, Asmo wanted to drag him into having a self care day. And ofcourseLevi had to deal with his brother’s dumb self care day. What was it going to do, anyway? Make him feel better about himself?Yeah right. No way was a dumb “self care day” going to make him feel better.…Right?

↳A Sin-Filled Swap

Rating: TParing: Gen (Brothers & Brothers)Word Count: 25.4k“It seems to be some sort of swapping curse,” he said, but tilted his head. “But it’s odd, I’ve never seen something as powerful as this before. I haven’t even mastered a simple swapping spell yet, and yet whoever cursed who was able to swap your entire sins.”A silence settled in the room, and the seven brothers completely stunned at what the sorcerer had just said.“Huh? Excuse me?” Mammon said, breaking the silence. “Did ya just say our sins?”~~~In which the brothers swap sins for a day. No one is happy, to say the least.

Dirty(On Going)

Rating: MPairing: GenWord Count: 7.9kCWs: Implied/Referenced RapeAsmodeus sits there and all he can think about it how dirty he is.

↳Messy Makeup

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Leviathan & Asmodeus) (Leviathan & Barbatos)Word count: 5.5kAsmodeus was happily picking out his outfit for the day when Levi burst the bedroom door wide open. Honestly, it was way too early in the morning to try and explain sexuality to his older brother. Why couldn’t he just finish his morning routine in peace?~~~In which Levi is confused, Asmo attempts to help, and Barbatos’s baking can fix just about anything.

A Useless Date

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Lucifer & Asmo)Word count: 2.6kLucifer wasn’t sure how he ended up here. He replayed the scene again and again in his head, and yet he still came up with nothing. How the hell had he been convinced to leave his office, and head down to Ristorante Six? For a blind date nonetheless?

Give Me a Heart That Won't Break

Rating: TPairing: Gen (No Relationships)Word count: 2kLevi doesn't envy them, not at all.He focuses on Asmo as he enters the room, a joyful smile on his face as he laughs and gasps at whatever someone says. His groupies follow him, and suddenly they are all taking up too much room–all laughing and squealing and enjoying themselves. They are all so happy, he thinks absentmindedly, watching a few feet away from the circle. Everyone is engaged, all participating in one way or the other. His grip on his phone tightens as he watches them.(Really, he doesn't.)

I Know Those Eyes

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Lucifer & Mammon; Lucifer & Levi)Word count: 2.5kCWs: Major Character DeathLucifer listens to the clock tick, tick away as he speaks, repeating words from the book, words that feel peculiar on his tongue, until the clock suddenly stops, and there is no more tick, ticking in the room. And the room shakes a bit, wooden furniture rattling, as each and every candle flickers out. And Lucifer continues despite it all, because he still sees the dull-blue eyes in his head, which made him on-edge, and he was just so desperate to fix it. And he stops speaking, ends the ritual, and the room stops moving, and all is silent.And the sound of a beating heart fills the room.

🌹Ouran High School Host Club🌹

Maple Cookies

Rating: TParing: Kaoru/KyoyaWord count: 6kAs Kaoru waited for someone to answer the door, he twirled the strings on his hoodie around his finger, and suddenly realized that he was very underdressed for this occasion. This day could only end well.In which Kaoru is anxious of meeting Kyoya’s family, Fuyumi is excited to meet her brother’s boyfriend, Kyoya is slowly dying from embarrassment, Yuuichi just wants to show Kaoru that his family isn’t all that bad, and Akito is protective over his baby brother (and Yoshio thinks his youngest son might be gay).

Broken(On Going)

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Kyoya & Host Club)Word count: 2.8kKyoya knew what he was doing. He knew how live out on the streets. It wasn’t easy, of course not, but he knew what he was doing; he know how to survive.But of course a man and his daughter offered (well, more liked forced him) to let him stay at their place. But hey, it was a roof over his head, so he shouldn’t complain.But what he didn’t expect was to be bombarded by six other high schoolers, all curious of who exactly he is and want to be friends with him–something of which hewillcomplain about. What he hates most is that he has a feeling that his past life, one before a life on the streets, something he forgot long ago, is catching up to him.

🥼Pokémon🥼

Just Want One More Moment With You

Rating: TPairing: Lysandre/SycamoreWord count: 1.3kCWs: Alcohol AbuseLysandre was gone, and Serena wanted to see how Sycamore was taking the news.He was not handling the news very well, to say the least.

Open Up To Me (So I Can Help)

Rating: GParing: Archie/Maxie (Pre-Relationship)Word count: 1.7k“Jeez, what happened to your face?”Maxie didn’t answer, only just gave him a glare. “Are you going to let me inside or what?”Or, Maxie comes over to Archie’s house slightly hurt, and Archie takes care of him.

A Few More Minutes

Rating: GPairing: Lysandre/SycamoreWord count: 690In which Sycamore works too much, and Lysandre forces him to sleep.

Please Don’t Leave Me

Rating: TPairing: Lysandre/SycamoreWord count: 6.7kIt was easy to feign all these emotions; to pretend to care, and say the right words and do the right acts at just the right time.He had fun doing it, too.“Professor, Calem and I are going after him–he’s in Geosenge right now! He’s gonna activate the Ultimate Weapon!”Sycamore gave a nod. “You kids go on, I’ll catch up!”And as the kids ran out of the building, Sycamore couldn’t help but give a small, devilish grin, and followed the kids.This was going to be interesting.~~~In which Sycamore is apart of Team Flare from the very beginning.

🍄Super Mario🍄

↳Friends

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Mimi & Mr. L | Luigi)Word count: 3.4kMimi is happy to have someone she can call a friend. Although, a small part of her is worried that she lost said friend after everything that happened. Now that Mr. L–Luigi–had his memories back and knew who he was, why would he want to hang out with her anymore?

Time to Rest

Rating: GPairing: Gen (Kamek & Ludwig)Word count: 3.2kAfter the events of everything that had happened in Beanbean Kingdom and with the witch Cackletta, Kamek is left to pick up the pieces. Luckily it isn’t too difficult, but he would really like for Ludwig to finally wake up right about now.

↳Heart Melts (You Meant So Well)(On Going)

Rating: TPairing: Luigi/PeasleyWord count: 12.8kLuigi was invited by Prince Peasley to come and stay at the Beanbean Kingdom, so that he can attend the grand Woven Hearts Festival; a festival held every ten years by the royal family.But, while Luigi is there, problems start to arise. More and more of them come up in the kingdom, but it’s fine, because Luigi is a hero, and he could solve just about any problem that he faced. And with Peasley by his side, he could do just about anything. Everything was going to be fine, and Luigi couldn’t be happier.Because he could fix any problem, right? Things were going to be fine.Just fine.

💉Team Fortress 2💉

↳Once More, With Needles

Rating: TPairing: Gen (Medic & Scout)Word count: 4.3kCWs: Canon-Typical Gore, Body HorrorHe was bored out of his mind–hell, he wouldn’t even mind having someone to dissect; just open them up a little bit, poke around a bit, until his boredom was cured by something else.Thankfully, his favorite patient knocked on the open door before letting himself in. “I hope I am not interrupting anything?” he asked. “Good! Because I need a medical professional to look at something for me–a bit of a problem in my hand, you see.”~~~In which Engie-Med f*cks up not one, but both his hands. Medi-Scout is not amused by this.(for @/a-scary-lack-of-common-sense’sJob Switcheroo AU!)

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what OM fic are you currently reading atm?

blinks

I'm reading ninja turtle fanfics right now. The last obey me fic I checked out, that wasn't one of my own wips, was this one. It's called a Sin-Filled Swap and it's by Cinnabunni.

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4, 6, 10, 20, 32, 45, 89, 96, and 98 (hope that isn't too many lol)

Cinna you are enabling me so much rn. thank you for these delicious numbers

4. what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?

oh god. I think, out of the bunnies that I would actually like to develop more, I came up with the idea for Dire Deer in April 2020. someday I’ll get around to actually doing something with it. my poor little were-deer has been neglected for so long...

and uh yes I do get existential dread about it sometimes. it’s fine I’m fine <3

6.do you have any kind of consistent writing schedule or just hoping for the best?

well, I try to write at least 200 words a day. sometimes I barely make it, sometimes I overshoot the hell out of it. *cough* like that aroace franziska fic I wrote 1000 words for in one night *cough*

10.at what point in the process do you come up with titles, and how easy or hard is that for you?

usually it’s the very last thing I think of. my titles tend to just be dumb stuff like“the valentines day one” or“sees two guys who never interact in canon” until I actually think of something good.

20.what is your favorite trope to write?

no lie, I’m a sucker for hanahaki fics. it’s just so dramatic. straight up just“I would literally rather die than admit my feelings”. the aaaangst baby that’s what it’s all about. also I love floriography, and poetic death by flowers is the perfect excuse to look up flower meanings.

32.do characters influence your writing style?

yes! I try to make the prose sound like the inner monologue of whatever character I’m focusing on. with word choice and all that.

45.name three of your favorite fanfic writers.

Cinnabunni(YES CINNA I’M LISTING YOU <3)

indigorose50

bombcollar

89.sarcastic narrators: entertaining or overdone?

welll as someone who’s been watching a lot of The Disastrous Life of Saiki K lately. hell yes let the narrator be sarcastic and mean it’s so funny

96.romantic/social sideplots: interesting or irritating?

honestly, I think it just depends on if I headcanon the characters as aro or not. that’s it. even if it’s written well, it’s still super annoying if I don’t think the character would actually want a relationship (because obviously, I know them better than the writer).

98.what don’t you like about your writing style?

hm. I suppose... I’m not great at describing scenery. actions too sometimes, but backgrounds are Hard. funny, that’s my greatest weakness with drawing too. my poor characters just exist in colorful voids...

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No Soy lo Suficientemente Bueno (Nunca Soy lo Suficientemente Bueno)

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2xOJsne

by INeedHelp

Lance is always smiling, always joking around; he's never sad! ... Or so the team thinks.But, what happens once he goes behind the doors of his room, left alone with the thoughts in his head?

(THE TITLE IS GOOGLE TRANSLATED, AS WILL ANY SPANISH IN THIS FIC WILL BE. UNLESS SOMEONE WHO SPEAKS SPANISH IS WILLING TO HELP ME OUT, YOU'RE GOING TO SUFFER ALONG WITH ME. QWQ)((I won't do it for overly complicated sentences, tho. Or, I'll TRY not to. >w>))

Words: 778, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Lotor (Voltron), More That I'm Forgetting, Coran (Voltron), (I forgot Coran lol x'D)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron), Klance - Relationship, Maybe some others idk - Relationship

Additional Tags: Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Langst, Lance (Voltron) is a Mess, Insecure Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) is Bad at Feelings, Lance (Voltron) Angst, Cuban Lance (Voltron), Bisexual Lance (Voltron), Hurt Lance (Voltron), Keith/Lance (Voltron) Angst, Incase you couldn't tell this is all about Lance, protect my precious cinnabunny, why do i hurt myself like this, Angst with a Happy Ending, probably, Female Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt, Pidge will always be female to me, fiteme, post-season 3

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2xOJsne

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its finally time to get to writing another chapter of that cinnabunny fic from like forever ago

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