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( taken from my twitter/cross posted )
i want an au where sbi are keepers of the seasons, but it's a modern au
they're just out there living their lives, and one day are all brought to a sort of celestial plane where a women is waiting for them.
the women, 'Death' as she introduces herself, says she handpicked them to monitor the earth, as she finds herself slightly out of touch.
they don't believe it's real, at first, until when they all come back to, a symbol marks their wrist.
Tommy Innes wakes up alone in his small apartment on a sunday evening. He's a bit disorientated from his dream and moves to rub the bridge of his nose, when he notices something, just below his wrist.
a small oak tree, with bright green leaves.
he doesn't know what to make of it.
^ summer ^
Wilbur Soot is rudely awoken by the blaring sound of a telephone. he'd fallen asleep at work, in his office.
he picks up the call, its some guy asking about management in a completely different department than his own, so he kindly forwards the call. and once it's over he groanshe sighs and goes to put down the phone, when the sight of a leafless tree on his wrist.
he thinks of the weird dream he had, not even minutes prior, and a sort of dread starts clouding his thoughts. doubt telling him it's not real as he rushes to the bathroom to scrub his arm
^ winter ^
techno blade awakes in the chair of his study, a half read book in hand.
he groans and stretches in his chair, he catches sight of his wrist and a oak tree with half dead leaves is hiding the veins on his wrist.
something tells him it has to do with his dream, and he smiles.
a small light of hope seeps though the window of his study, right passed the curtains, and techno lets himself realise that he's about to be apart of something huge.
^ autumn ^
phil stares at his wife as she smiles right back at him, both content in the beautiful field she curated in mere seconds.
they both know vaguely what the future holds, and in simple terms, it's family.
^ spring ^
i've written something like this before but never actually posted it ( it was for haikyuu ). also THIS LINK can bring you to the image of the 'marks'
#writing#writing prompts#dsmp philza#dsmp tommy#dsmp techno#dsmp wilbur#dsmp#mcyt#prompt#cross posted from my twitter#insert tag here#fanfic#dsmp fic#dsmp fanfic
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daily fanfic recommendation [ dsmp ]
Journey To The Sun by Bari_Astralis
gods au, foster au, found family.
20.2k words
3/? chapters ( unfinished as of november, twenty twenty-two )
[notes: i actually just finished reading this one and i think it's really freakin good. i, personally, really like the author's content already and was really happy to read it !!]
#fanfic#fic recommendation#dsmp tommy#dsmp fic rec#dsmp fic#dsmp philza#dsmp wilbur#dsmp techno#dsmp#dream smp#gods au#foster au
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daily fanfic recommendation [ dsmp ]
'Instincts Aside' by AppleSwan
bedrockbros, hybrid au, finished.
'Philza has Made the Advancement: Emergency Contact' by SilverWing15
angelduo, sickfic, mafia au, finished.
#daily fanfic recommendations#daily fanfic recs#dsmp#dream smp#dsmp fanfic#dsmp tommy#dsmp philza#dsmp techno#bedrock bros#angel duo#sick fic#silverwing15#appleswan#mafia au#hybrid#hybrid au#dsmp fic rec#finished
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as of what's kind of happening -- and going to happen -- on twitter, i intend on using this app a lot more so allow me to introduce myself !!
you can call me apple or pride, either is fine, and i write for multiple different fandoms. i've used AO3 for a few years at this point, and really like sharing the stories i read. this content can be found on my blog, as well as prompts and such !!
currently, my most prominent hyperfixations are DSMP, HQ, BSD, and YOI.
:)
#fanfic#writing#fic recommendation#bungou stray dogs#haikyuu#dsmp#yuri on ice#dsmp fanfic#bsd#mcyt fandom
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it's been a while, so here are two DSMP fics that are really good, as an apology for being gone ;-;
The Vampiric Equivalent of Going to the Grocery Store and Coming Home with a Child
SBI, Vampire AU, Surprise Adoption, Found Family-ish
4 Chapters
26.2k Words
COMPLETE
Technoblade’s Entirely Average Babysitting Gig
SBI, Found Family, Supervillain Elements
3 Chapters
34.2k Words
COMPLETE
#dsmp#dsmp techno#dsmp wilbur#dsmp philza#dsmp tommy#fic recommendation#fanfic#found family#vampire au#dsmp fanfic#dsmp fic
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it's been a while but we're back!
prompt: fate (sort of fantasy mixed with a modern universe)
a kid, barely the age of six, learns from a seer that their their undoing will be for the sake of the greater good. they can't escape their fate, so after a solid few months of tears, they accept it with open arms. they help people left and right, but never grow attached in fear of leaving others sad.
their plan is going great, until they're seventeen and meet someone who grows all too comfortable with their company. they bond over little things and it hurts when on the eve of their eighteenth -- the age they're destined never reach -- and they're sending a message to that person who he's on their way into their life, saying 'i'm so sorry'.
and they mean it, they are sorry. they're sorry when destiny pulls them into eternal rest, and they're sorry as their soul watches their body get found by a passerby. they're sorry as authorities arrive, they call the emergency contact that person put in themselves, mostly done as a joke since they noticed no one was put in as one. they're so, so, sorry as that person arrives at the police station(or hospital) sobbing, not wanting any of it to be real.
they're sorry, and they wait until they can meet that person again, to tell them so.
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sick fic prompt :)
Person A has some sort of terminal illness and only has so long to live. When the treatment to extend or prolong his time starts officially failing, he decides to write letters -- each one going well over 2k words or smthn crazy like that -- of him talking to his best friend/crush about his illness and practically giving a last goodbye.
He puts each of the letters in a gift bag and gives them to the crush/friend. he asks him, almost pleading, "don't open it till i'm gone".
the first chapter is exposing everything and the character dying. The rest of the chapters are [B] dealing with the loss of their friend, and the letters.
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CHAT FICS FOR THE WIN
wanna read something about your fandom, that has plot, is funny, and an easy read? here's a list of chat fics for the occasion!
<HAIKYUU>
THE WEINER SOLDERS
Groupchat with the second generation(2k13-2k14) volleyball captains.
multi-ships
46,722W // 9CH
COMPLETED
national hot dad alliance calling now...
First generation captains(2k12-2k13)
multi-ships
58,214W // 6CH
COMPLETED
new phone, who dis?
Oikawa texts the wrong number when complaining about Ushijima, and then keeps texting Iwaizumi. [original summary]
iwaizumi hajime X oikawa tooru
57,747W // 25CH
COMPLETED
<SERIES> captainy shenanigans
it's all the captains, different fics surrounding each generation. it's all mostly crack.
multi ship
96,023W // 11/? WORKS
SERIES NOT COMPLETED(AS OF JANUARY 2k22)
<BUNGO STRAY DOGS>
This Calls for A Group Chat!
Fukuzawa instructs Kunikida to create a group chat between all of the members in the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia. He believes it will be important to keep in touch while they work together... or so he says. Perhaps he just wants to see the shit that goes down? [original summary]
multi ship
TRIGGER WARNING(S): s*icide attempts, self-h*rm, past child abuse, mental illness(es), eating disorder, bl*od, v*miting.
191,526W // 64CH
COMPLETED
Rules of the Armed Detective Agency
this isn't really a chat fic, but it's an honorable mention and deserves to be on this list.
Fukuzawa is fed up with the chaos. He decides to start a list of rules. [original summary]
no ships
15,123W // 36/? CH
NOT COMPLETED (AS OFJANUARY 2k22)
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honestly, i was going through my list of things i've read since 2k19 and i knew i had a lot of chat fics, but half of them aren't as good as others. however, if ya want to check the list out click here.
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post other recs in comments
#fanfic#fiction#fanfic rec#fic recommendation#haikyuu#bungou stray dogs#bsd#ハイキュー#文豪ストレイドッグス#gay chat#chat fic#i still dont know how tumblr works#ahaha
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His Final Act.
TRIGGER WARNING: SU!C!D3
December 1th,
“Kunikida~” Dazai called in a sing-song tone.
The man in question was sitting at his desk, seemingly looking through documents from their last case. When he answered, he didn’t spare even a glance at his coworker. “What is it, Dazai?”
“I just was wondering if we were gonna put a tree up this year, you know for the holidays!”
“We only did that last year because we were hosting a western client. However,” Kunikida opened his notebook, “From what I gather, Atsushi-kun used to celebrate it in his orphanage, Yes?”
Dazai nodded.
“That's what I thought. Well, after our last case, I feel its best we apologise to him. He took half the blow while we stood by. So, I guess we will be having a tree.”
“Awesome!”
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December 17th
Junichiro was walking to his desk in the office, back from lunch break quicker than everyone else, and found something quite strange.
“Dazai-san?”
“Hm?” Dazai looked up from his desk, pausing his movements. On his desk was a roll of wrapping paper, tape, and a few boxes.
“What are you doing?” Asked the ginger.
Dazai didn’t take a second, never faltered, and not once stopped what he’d been doing. “I’m wrapping presents of course!”
“Presents?”
“Yeah, for under the tree! I decided to give everyone something.”
“Oh’kay.”
Junichiro didn’t question the fact that his superior was happier than usual. So much so, he chalked it up to being the ‘holiday spirit’.
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December 25th.
Since christmas wasn't a national holiday in Japan, most businesses stayed open. Like, the armed detective agency. That's why they were open and avid, working as per-usual. Save for Dazai.
“Bye, everyone! Don’t forget to bring home the gifts I gave you~”
This morning, they did have a small christmas party. Hot coco, eggnog, cookies, candycanes, etc. The whole nine yards. That included gift giving. But, Dazai had asked if everyone could wait until they left the office to open his gift.
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Yosano, Akiko
When she left, she’d made sure to put the gift in her bag. Honestly, she almost forgot about it when she got home, if not for her cat.
Opening it, she was met with a knife. It looked like a western hunters knife, but one no less. The blade was hidden with a leather cover while the handle was out.
She picked up the letter that went along with it.
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Kunikida, Dappo
Kunikida stared at the gift box in his hand, wondering what Dazai could have possibly got him that he would have needed to wait for. That was answered when he lifted the lid. It was Dazai’s black coat.
After Kunikida found out about Dazai having been in the port mafia, he was told about his coat. It was sleek black and full of red, blood, stains that you could only see a light outline of up close. Along with it was a check and a note. The check, Kunikida read, was for 100,000 yen. As for the reasoning on the check, For all the times you paid the bill.
Then, he read the note.
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He left a letter for everyone, giving them each as well what he would have given in his will. Dazai thought about that fact, It’s funny. He always got to this point, maybe to this distance, but never at this level. He was sure most of them were going to cry once they read the letters, but that didn’t phase him. He was more concerned about the letter he left his ex-colleagues. He wondered if they would even care, Chuuya might not but would Ango?
He didn’t know. He only knew the scenery in front of him, he’d been here so many times, but this time he’d succeed.
He watched as the sun set, closing on this day. That's when he knew it was truly time. That's when he, Dazai Osamu, finally jumped. That was the end of his final act.
Yet, the only act had been his life.
#bsd dazai#bungou stray dogs#writing#happy christmas#happy xmas#xmas#fanfic#dabble#original writing#ahaha <3#bsd angst#angst#hurt no comfort#no comfort
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sakuatsu, fanfic recommendations. [all with a happy ending but many have angst]
the story of us - https://archiveofourown.org/works/28620252
smoke and mirrors - https://archiveofourown.org/works/28666158
dead girl walking - https://archiveofourown.org/works/28866141
a royal wedding - https://archiveofourown.org/works/27880586
[tattoo shop] shades of ink - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23520910
[bodyguard au] elephant gun - https://archiveofourown.org/works/25789699
a liar's truth - https://archiveofourown.org/works/27074200
bet on it - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23807050
[SERIES] this love isn't crazy - https://archiveofourown.org/series/1864450
a soulmate who wasn't meant to be - https://archiveofourown.org/works/33610441
your teeth around my organs - https://archiveofourown.org/works/30328764
the theory behind miya atsumu - https://archiveofourown.org/works/32324368
[SERIES] miya four vs the world - https://archiveofourown.org/series/2150154
satellite - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26746873
tsoomi - https://archiveofourown.org/works/29304924
call me 'baby' - https://archiveofourown.org/works/28667310
okay so that's all for now, but like/comment and follow for more !!
also, i'm looking for a fic [it's in a series] about fanfiction writer atsumu and fanartist sakusa? i forgot to save it to my bookmarks and it was absolutely adorable !! if any of you can send it to me or put it in the comments, i'd really appreciate it :3
#sakuatsu#sakusa#atsumu#miya atsumu needs a hug#sakusa kiyoomi needs a hug#angst#fanfic rec#crack#fluff#haikyuu#ハイキュー#idk how to use this app
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3 Xmas/holiday prompts - angst
> Can't make it to holiday dinner.
> Fighting about whether or not to get a certain gift/item for the holidays turns into just fighting.
> Being Admitted into the mental hospital/ER a few days before Xmas.
extra points if the reason they got admitted because of a loved one who they where to spend dinner with.
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The Other Is a Liar
Two birds of a feather
Say that they're always gonna stay together
But one's never going to let go of that wire
He says that he will
But he's just a liar
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Age 8
“Samu?” Atsumu’s voice is shaken. He's panting. It's the middle of the night, cold sweat is rolling down his back.
Atsumu looks around the shared dark room, he needs his brother. His brother is sleeping in the bed opposite to him. “Samu!”
Slowly, the older twin gets out of his own bed and jumps into his brother’s. “Samu!” he whisper-shouts.
Finally, Osamu starts to blink himself awake, recognizing the silhouette of his twin in their dark room.
“Tsumu? Whatcha--” he yawns. “Doin’ up?”
Osamu lets his eyes take in the moonlight’s rays which shine into their room, finally processing the things around him. With that, he sees his brother’s distressed expression and sighs.
Osamu shifts around in his bed, sitting up and patting a spot next to him for his brother to sit formally. He knows his brother had a nightmare.
“What happen’d?” Atsumu took the spot next to his brother, shifting around a bit before meeting the other’s eyes. His own were glassy, red around the rims. He spoke, “I- ya- we-”
The forming tears in Atsumu’s eyes, along with the hyperventilating which started, startled Osamu. He’d never seen his brother like this. Osamu reached out his hands, offering a hug, and his brother was quick to accept.
The younger twin could feel his sleeve start to get wet on his shoulder. He wasn’t bothered by this.
“Ya left.”
Osamu heard the words from his brother and was a bit taken aback. “Wha-?”
Atsumu got comfortable in his brother’s hold as he explained. “Ya said that ya didn’t want anythin to do with me and ya left.” He buried his face deeper, more tears leaving his eyes. “I don’t want ya to leave, Samu!”
“Shh, shh.” Osamu comforted. “I wont.”
The older twin lifted his head, eyes red, puffy, and still crying. “Promise you won’t. Promise you won’t leave me!” He cried.
At this point, Osamu’s eyes started to water as well. “I promise. I’ll never leave you, Tsumu.”
The boys cried together.
Age 18
“Tsumu, I’m home!” Osamu yelled from the genkin of the Miya household. He’d just come back from Suna’s house and he knew his parents weren't home, them being at some convention all day, so he hoped that Tsumu had already maken dinner. He slid off his shoes and put his coat on the rack, before walking further into the house.
...It seemed empty. No dinner on the counter, or empty cups that his twin tended to leave out. No sound from the living room, so he wasn’t watching TV. Hm. He’d thought Atsumu was home. At least, he said he would be. Weird.
Maybe he’s just on call with Komori and Sakusa? Osamu, confused, walked upstairs to their now separate bedrooms, and knocked on his brother’s. “Tsumu?”
The younger twin opened the door, and was met with the sight of Atsumu on his laptop, clearly on call with Bokuto Kotaro, someone he’d met at Nationals last year. If Osamu remembered correctly, Bokuto-san was now a part of the MSBY Black Jackels, his brother’s favorite team in the V-League.
“Oi! Tsumu, whatcha doin?”
Atsumu looked up, giddy as his fingers clearly hit the mute key. “Samu, you’re back! I have great news!”
“And what might that be?”
“The MSBY sent me an email saying that they wanted us to try out. It’s an official scouting!”
Osamu smiled, he was ecstatic for his brother. Then, in a matter of seconds, his heart dropped, remembering what he and Suna had been talking about earlier. Remembering the acceptance letters he held in his hands for an hour, wondering about how he’ll break the news to his brother. Atsumu took notice of this. “Samu? What's wrong?”
It’s now or never.. “Tsumu, I think we need to talk.”
Atsumu toom this as the time to unmute. “Hey, Ko-san, I’ll call you back.”
“Oh, okay. Cya, Atsu-kun!”-- the call ended.
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“You Promised!” Atsumu yelled, from across the room. The two where now standing at opposite ends. When Osamu broke the news, that he’d got accepted into the best culinary school in japan. He didn’t even think he’d make it past the first wave.
“Tsumu, I’m sorry! I know, I promised, but this is my chance to turn my passion into my career! You know how much this means to me!”
“And you’re just gonna leave me?”
“Tsumu please, it’s not like that!”
Atsumu turned his back, his voice going back to a talking tone. “When is it? When do you leave?”
“...The day after graduation.”
Graduation was a week away.
“Do mom and dad know? Aran? Ginjima? Suna? Do they know that you’re leaving?”
“Yes, I got the letter a month ago, I’d asked them for their opinion, Kita-san too.”
He was the last person to know.
“Get out.” Atsumu’s voice was shaky. “I need- I need some time to process this.”
His twin, his other half, was leaving and he was the last to know.
“Okay...”
Both twins cried, separately, yet longing for the comfort of the other. Like the good ol’ days.
Age 28
“Miya-san, what it is like being an extremely influential volleyball player. Since you blew up on TikTok, you and your team have gained quite the amount of attention.” The Reporter asked.
Atsumu smiled “Well, honestly, It’s been an hon--”
“Atsumu-san!”
Hinata’s worried voice rang through the crowd of reporters. He held a phone in hand and his hand out for the man in question. Atsumu, startled, accepted it however hot yet putting it up to his ear. “Shoyo, Who is it? What’s wrong?”
“It’s Suna-kun, it’s about your brother.” Atsumu’s face dropped completely. When he answered the call on live television, he learned his brother had broken their promise once again. For good this time.
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Pro Volleyball player and Tiktoker star, Miya Atsumu, finds out his brother is dead on live television..[more]
#haikyuu!!#two birds#writing#dabble#fanfic#fiction#miya twins#miya osamu#miya atsumu#mentioned hinata shoyo#broken promises#brotherlove#ff#cross posted from my twitter#cross posted on ao3#miya atsumu needs a hug#haikyuu#anime#anime ff
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ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ
The sound of sobs filled the room, like a composer’s music filling an auditorium. The music of two lovers being reunited again, after months, echoed through the hospital. The beauty of love and pain mixed ever so perfectly. The once cold feeling that had lingered around the two for months had now been replaced with a warm comforting one. They clung to each other, as if it was a matter of life or death, they never wanted to leave each other’s side again.
No words needed to be spoken, for an unspoken I love you was louder than an air horn and heard from the rooftops.
As their bodies intertwined, the familiar smell of vanilla bean and apple pie fully filled his’s nostrils. That was the smell of his home. The warmth in the embrace. The smell of his childhood. The safety they held between them. This was all he needed. His lover was all he needed.
#writing#dabble#hurt/comfort#they're in love your honor#cliché#love story#angst?#idk#insert tag here#its not that deep#original writing#blep
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