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hanshizy · 2 years

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Of Scars and Doors (Lucy x Laxus)

Tracing the marred skin of the scar that ran across the man's eye, Lucy musters all her courage to stay strong for one more day.

Write about someone you know with a distinct physical feature like a mole or a scar. Do not state who the person is or how he or she is related to you.

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance

Warnings: hospitalization, comatose

Note: This is a short prompt I wrote for my ENG101 (English Prose Styles) class during college. Hope you like it!

“Close the door when you leave, alright?” A soft, velvety voice echoed across the white, bare room. Pausing for a moment, the woman fixed her eyes on the hunched figure of a friend—as if waiting for a sign of life.

She sighed, “Don’t forget to close the door. I’m going ahead.”

Bloodshot eyes finally looked at her yet remained lifeless as she merely glanced at the older woman. Her disheveled hair didn’t look any better in her pristine white polo.

Hearing the final click of the door locking behind her, she finally let her walls crumble. With a trembling hand, she reached out to touch the man’s face who laid as stiff as a log.

Her fingers delicately traced the bridge of his nose, stopping just a little at the edge of his lips. In that moment, she wondered how his pale lips seemed so oddly fitting in the bare, white room. How the once soft lips who used to kiss her senseless felt dull and dry.

She moved on and started to gently caress his left cheek; feeling every imperfection that she once felt whenever she cupped his face.

Slowly, and a bit more hesitantly, her hand hovered around his left eye—just a little above where the scar started. She breathed the air she didn’t know she held as her fingers delicately traced the marred skin that ironically looked like a lightning bolt—as if mocking the man’s love for rains and stormy nights.

The scar was old; he had it when he was still a child, and although it was a traumatizing part of his life, he learned to accept the scar as a testament of his survival—not of an abusive father, nor of a drunken night.

And she was so proud of him; from then until her last breath, she would always clap for the man who has a lightning scar. Maybe, possibly, surely kiss him above the scar just as she used to.

But until then…

The woman let a small smile grace her lips as she stood up. She began to walk away from the man who didn’t even flinch with everything she did.

She flattened her long, blonde hair, and dried her swell eyes.

Taking one last longing look at the man, she stepped out of the room—making sure to close the door.

End.

Available on Archive of Our Own and Fanfiction.net

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crestfallencher · 4 years

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Open Up | Poetry

Knock knock, hello?

Was there someone who closed the door?

Keyed-lock and barred the door.

Is anyone there? Lonely sitting down poor?

Part of Hanshizy Poetry Collection.

Read more: https://www.ko-fi.com/post/Open-Your-Heart-J3J020925

#poetry #poem #crestfallencher #hanshiz #imagery #emotions #ko-fi #ko-fi post #ko-fi poem

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ao3feed-assassin-class · 3 years

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Lacking Experiences

Lacking Experiences by hanshiz

In which Rio regrets bringing up Okajima's assumption on Karma's experiences.

❝Do you ever get aroused?❞ ❝—Are you fucking kidding me, Nakamura?❞

Words: 484, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Assassination Classroom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Akabane Karma, Nakamura Rio

Relationships: Akabane Karma/Nakamura Rio, Akabane Karma & Nakamura Rio

Additional Tags: Romance, Karurio, Eventual Romance, Eventual Relationships, One Shot, Short One Shot, Random & Short, Akabane Karma is a Little Shit, Naughty, Naughty Akabane Karma, Suggestive Themes, First Kiss, I Will Go Down With This Ship, I Ship It, I Don't Even Know, Not What It Looks Like, Questions, proposal, Developing Relationship, Pre, Assumptions, okajima, Post-Canon, Akabane Karma, Rio Nakamura, Alternate Universe - Future, Partners in Crime, devil duo, kiss, Teasing, Timeskip, Class 3 E, Arousal, The Author Regrets Nothing, Speechless, Private Life, Blushing, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Sweet/Hot, Dignity, POV Third Person, POV Third Person Omniscient, Blonde

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32470993

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Karurio #♥#Karurio #⚤#R:T #A:Hanshiz #Marriage AU #Future Fic #July 2021

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hanshizy · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 全职高手 - 蝴蝶蓝 | Quánzhí Gāoshǒu - Húdié Lán, 全职高手 | The King's Avatar (Cartoon), 全职高手 | The King's Avatar (Live Action TV)

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sū Mùchéng & Sū Mùqiū & Yè Xiū , Sū Mùchéng & Yè Xiū, Sū Mùchéng & Sū Mùqiū

SUMMARY: Because hearing "You're both dead!" can also mean "I love your annoying ass" in a household of three.

OR Ye Xiu and Su Muqiu makes it their lifelong mission to annoy Su Mucheng every single chance. And a dangling shoe is one of them.

Oh, they’ve done it again.

Through gritted teeth, a fuming lady growled, “Ye Xiu! Muqiu! You’re both dead!”

As frustration laced every syllable she uttered, the said males decided that it would cost their lives if they stay any minute longer in the vicinity of the raging female.

The small stature of the angry female would have been intimidating—if not for the fact that she was missing a shoe. Though a head smaller than the other two, she was still a force to be reckoned—or to be afraid of, whatever fits the situation.

Slowly stomping her way towards the two scrambling males, her sock-clad feet forced to tiptoe to match the height of the heels she still wore.

Really, she was just having a peaceful nap when she felt a hand brush underneath her feet. Groggily, the female was forced to wake up and stare as her two brothers tried to act innocently beside her—but she knew better.

Feeling the cold tiled floor directly on her sole pulled her back to earth.

A missing shoe means a prank—and that means two dead brothers later.

A high-pitched voice brought her attention back to her brothers who were seconds close to wetting their pants from their gut-busting laugh. “Have mercy on us, Mucheng!”

The said female merely narrowed her eyes threateningly.

They looked like they’re dying from laughter.

“Sor—Sorry! I swear, it wasn’t supposed to go that high!” Muqiu wheezed between laughs. His usually perfectly styled hair was disheveled from all the running he did.

Mucheng sighed, feeling drained all of a sudden. “Get my shoe back.”

Mirth still gracing their faces, Ye Xiu and Muqiu led the way back to her where her missing shoe was—wiping unshed tears in the process.

“How did it even go there?” She gritted through clenched jaw.

Her shoe dangled mockingly on the edge of the opened window. It wouldn’t be a problem, nor would it induce so much annoyance from the female if it weren’t for the fact that they were on the fourth floor of the apartment building.

“We swear it wasn’t supposed to go that high!” Ye Xiu swore, putting a hand on her shoulder attempting to ease the annoyance from his adopted sister.

She knew he wasn’t remotely apologetic. The prank was harmless at best, and they often took turns pranking each other as a form of love as they had been together for so many years already.

Mucheng merely rolled her eyes, “I don’t care. Just get it back.”

Complying with her demand, Muqiu—being the more athletic one of the two—began to climb the rails that safeguarded residents from doing anything stupid—just like what he was doing at the moment.

When he was inches away from the shoe, a strong gust of wind effectively knocked it down.

The three siblings stared at the space where her shoe was dangling seconds earlier, before they heard a thud…

…And a groan.

…Followed by a shout.

Realization dawned on them as they recognized the stern shout of an old woman.

A stern, cranky, grumpy, grouchy, crabby old woman.

“We’re so dead.”

#the king's avatar #qzgs #su mucheng #ye xiu #su muqiu #alive su muqiu #hanshiz #hanshizy #fanfiction #one shot #short prompt #siblings #quan zhi gao shou #wholesome #pre canon #alternate universe #comedy #fluff

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hanshizy · 4 years

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Karma, Are You Gay? | One shot

HI!

So I’m back with another fanfiction. Now, I’ve written something for Karma and Rio.

In which Nakamura wonders why her partner-in-crime is single-- even after years of of friendship. ❝Karma, are you gay?❞ ❝What the hell?❞

Archive of our own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24001666

Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13573870/1/Karma-Are-You-Gay

#Assassination Classroom #Assclass #Karma Akabane #Rio Nakamura #karma #nakamura #karurio #hanshiz #hanshizy #one shot #fanfiction

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hanshizy · 4 years

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Say My Name (on Wattpad)

https://my.w.tt/I5dtBpjjv6

[GOT7 | Mark Tuan]

She's just an average girl. Nothing was special about her-- well, except her weird name. The name she grew to despise her whole life.

But suddenly, a guy comes along just to remind her what her name is, every single time.

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hanshizy · 4 years

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In Another Life | 𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 (on Wattpad)

"Even in my next lifetime, I'd still choose you." Your bias in different scenarios; in different universes. GOT7 x READER. [Collection | Request available]

Link: https://my.w.tt/3LvSuB9298

#fanfiction #books #wattpad #au #reader #got7 #jinyoung #jaebeom #jackson #yugyeom #youngjae #bambam #mark #Y/N #request #hanshiz

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hanshizy · 4 years

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In Another Life | Collection

𝐈𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 | 𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

"Even in my next lifetime, I'd still choose you."

Your bias in different scenarios; in different universes. Various K-idols with you.

[Collection | Request available]

This is mainly a GOT7 and EXO one shots, scenarios, and imagines.

Available in two languages:

On Wattpad (Filipino/Tagalog): https://my.w.tt/9AKxBE91D8

On AO3 (English): https://archiveofourown.org/works/25590052/chapters/62105074

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hanshizy · 4 years

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Karma, Are You Gay?

Nakamura Rio x Akabane Karma

In which Rio Nakamura wonders why Karma Akabane is single—even after years of friendship.

“Karma, are you gay?” “What the hell?”

“I saw that,” a blonde headed girl called out, her face adorned with a knowing smirk.

“Saw what?” A red head lazily asked as he looked up from the magazine he was reading.

As if everything should make sense, Rio continued to give him a mischievous grin, “That.”

“What are you talking about, Nakamura?”

She scooted closer; and in a hushed voice, she answered, “You were obviously checking that girl out, weren’t you? Ha!”

For another moment, Karma was left in a confused state. He really was feeling lazy that day, and seeing as Nakamura was set on annoying him, he might as well play along. “Yeah, as if I can check out something that doesn’t exist.”

Nakamura was stunned for a moment, but laughed out loud due to the sheer bluntness her male friend has. It was too funny that she ended up gasping for air.

“You’re really having fun,” he deadpanned.

“That’s because you’re too blunt! That’s mean, you know!” Nakamura said between her gasps. Karma only looked at her in amusement.

“You’re accusing me of checking someone out—that’s mean you know.” The statement made Nakamura burst to another fit of laughter. “Let’s go,” he said, while practically dragging the hysterical blonde outside the café.

When Nakamura calmed down, they made their way through the bustling street.

“Do you even get turned on?” The out-of-the-blue question made Karma choke on his saliva.

“What the hell are you saying, Nakamura?”

She hummed before responding, “Well, for someone with your bloodlust, I just thought if you ever get turned on without the sight of blood, you know—that kind of stuff.”

He creased his brows; that was weird. “That’s a secret, Nakamura,” he winked.

“You’re weird!” She laughed once again. “Sometimes, I wonder why you’re my friend.”

This earned a chuckle from the red head, “Sometimes, I wonder, too.”

They continued to talk animatedly as they walk through the crowds. The friendship that started from a common bloodlust during their Class 3-E days, they maintained a dangerous partnership which freaks out their other friends even through the years.

“Karma…” Nakamura trailed off. After hearing Karma’s approving hum, she continued, “Are you gay?”

The red head suddenly stopped walking, staring ghastly at the blonde as if she grew another head. “Nakamura, what the hell?”

Fearing for her life all of a sudden, she attempted to save herself. Really, she wasn’t supposed to ask that out loud. “Wait, let me explain!” She released a giggle she was holding back earlier to calm herself, “It’s just that you still don’t have any girlfriend ever since Kununigaoka!”

“…And that’s your basis?”

“Not really, but hey! We were all rooting for you and Okuda; we even thought that you like her because of the voting thing you boys did!” She stopped as if realizing something, “…Or maybe, you swing the other way?”

Karma stared at her in silence which only frightened the blonde. Calling to all deity she knows, Nakamura silently prayed for her life, closing her eyes in the process.

However, all her worries disappeared when she heard a chuckle. Peeking at the man she offended, Nakamura saw an amused expression on him. He was chuckling! She’s not dead!

Before the blonde can even react, Karma ruffled her hair and walked pass her. “You’re crazy, Nakamura.”

To say that the blonde was stunned was an understatement. Releasing the breath she didn’t notice she held, she ran to catch up with the taller man.

“Hey! So you won’t answer me?”

She began to annoy the taller man by constantly poking his side. He, on the other hand, wouldn’t budge even if she has been trying to make him speak for the last ten minutes.

Swiftly, he leaned closer to her like a snake seizing up his prey. Karma closed off their distance to the point that she can see the freckles on her face.

Startled, she unconsciously stepped back. Staring directly at his golden, sharp eyes. Before she can even react, Karma flicked her forehead lightly.

Feeling the tension leave her body, Rio let out another laugh.

“Come on, Karma! Just answer me.” She pushed for the last time. Really, she just want to know if someone with that level of bloodlust can even have a different kind of lust. Secretly, she also wants to know the reason for Karma’s single status.

The red head pinched the bridge of his nose, “I’m not gay, Nakamura. I thought you knew me well enough now,” he teased, sending a smirk.

“Then, how come you’re still single? Girls literally throw themselves at you; heck, some of them even think your sadistic side is hot?”

Chuckling, he answered Nakamura’s mystery, “Are you jealous?”

Upon saying that, Nakamura immediately threw a punch to his arm. “I’m not!” Though the pink tint didn’t go unnoticed to the red head’s sharp eyes.

He smirked to himself, “I don’t like them.” Karma walked off, “The girl I like thinks I’m gay,” he added nonchalantly—leaving a tomato-faced Nakamura stunned in the middle of the street.

END

I had something in mind, I don’t know what happened.

This is also available on my AO3 account, Fanfiction.net, and Wattpad account.