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mahounostairs · 7 months
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"I’ll be a prisoner of this life, Lady This cast-off jewel has already lost its light but I’ll wear it forever"
Alone with no memories, Houjou Emu finds himself in the care of a kind "stranger."
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vaguedoctor · 9 months
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Hello, this is a new fanwork I'm writing alongside my previous long-fic, Kamen Rider Wizard: Festival of Fate. This one currently has 4 chapters with 5 along the way and stars Poppy Pipopapo, Izu, and Mayu Inamori. The fandoms are Ex-Aid, Wizard and Zero-One. I hope anyone who finds this enjoys! SUMMARY:
"There once was a legend of a man destined to be King. He who ruled over all, with the power of the universe in the palm of his hand. That king is no more than a pile of ash now, his story drifting out of mind into the endless and level winds, stretching beyond the horizons, far, far away. Though the King shall never return, their sacrifice shall never be in vain. Their power shall be immortalized in my name. Hear my name, all those with a sound heart, and let my words bind you beneath my feet for all eternity."
After a grand break-in at HIDEN INTELLIGENCE, Kamen Rider 02, Izu is on the case to recover valuable stolen assets that could cause wide-scale disaster, but who could have ever guessed that a simple break-in could lead to a world ending catastrophe?! Fortunately, she isn't alone in this mystery. Joining her is fellow Kamen Rider, Poppy Pipopapo, and newcomer, but experienced mage and now sole protector of Toriisaka, Mayu Inamori. Together, they could bring salvation in a world threatening to be torn apart at the seams, but can they overcome their greatest enemies: themselves?
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Kamen Rider Thunderbirds Chapter 5: Anything Goes! - Part 1
(Prologue, ...)
Hello guys! :3
This part of the chapter I had the most fun with! Its just... well let's just say chaos... XD
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“Why does food in America has to be so bloody expensive?” Koji huffed in annoyance.
“Is there a place where you can find food for cheap?” asked Recko, looking semi-curious.
“Mate, we wasted less money on it elsewhere before we came here!” his friend pointed out, his British accent grew sharper at his growing irritation.
Yuuki and Taira giggled their friend before turning back to their cooking.
“Yā~, I can’t wait for Sakiko-chan to join us this afternoon!” Taira grinned excitingly as he was preparing a big chicken.
Yuuki nodded as he cut holes into the fat of the pork steaks, then beating with the back of the knife to tender them.
“I think she promised us she’ll bring the Beaver Tails?” he gave a bashful smile.
“I hope she will!” the optimist nodded, giving the chicken a little smack of pride.
As if expecting it, Taira looked over his shoulder to smile at his friends in the living room.
Recko was grimacing in disgust, “Ew… Why are you eating this?”
“Uuh, isn’t it illegal to bring meat across the borders?” asked a rather perplexed Koji.
“It’s the Canadian sweets, we were talking about! And no, we don’t want to bring anything deadly across the boarders!” the optimist grinned, prompting a fit of laughter in the room.
Taira let the chicken roast in the oven, and Yuuki deep fried the pork pieces after covering them with batter and breadcrumbs.
The smell flowed across the apartment, entering the nostrils of the poor Raider, who was laying down on the bed with begging eyes, even whimpering of pity.
Noticing, Recko went to his canine companion to reassure him that he’ll get a nice and delicious meal soon.
Suddenly, a growling noise echoed the apartment, taking everyone’s attention to Koji, who was carrying the rest of groceries to the kitchen.
“Oh dear! Hunger struck me,” he held his gut with a modest look.
“You should eat something. Some snack?” Taira suggested as he took the groceries.
“Oh! I know!” Koji smiled as he dove his hand into bag. He then pulled out a well sealed metal can. “Ah, my favorite! Canned beef steaks!”
“Not surprised…” Recko smirked in amusement, becoming aware of Raider wagging his tail at the sight of the can.
“I used to eat this Shiitake a lot, man!” his friend grinned, “This stuff is one of the things that are tasty, growing up in England.”
“I thought they were… Meh…” Yuuki raised his hand and lightly shook it side to side.
Koji chuckled as he clasps his hands and rubbed them eagerly in preparation.
“Ah, say what you will about canned beef steaks; a man’s disgusts are another man’s delicacy!” the ex-cop licked his lips.
He began searching for something to open it.
He found a can opener, a small kitchen knife and a fork. But for the last five minutes, and to his horror, he finds that the can opener was broken, the small kitchen knife snapped in two, and the fork bended!
“Let me open it,” Recko volunteered as he took the can from Koji, who ran off to the other room to grab one of his useful tools.
After trying his best to tear the lid open with his bare fingers, the biker kid stared at it with a cold stare.
“Who the heck makes it like this?” Recko uttered in a cold tone.
“H’Oh, for Kouta’s sake, man! Let’s h’open h’already!” outraged Koji with his sharpest Cockney accent as he came back, grabbing the can and attempted it to open the stubborn lid with his battle knife.
Suddenly, the tin container violently slipped out of his hands, ricochet a wall before it hit on the shoulder of a semi-suspecting Yuuki.
Horrified, Koji immediately ran up to his poor downed friend, “Ah! Gomenasai*!”
“Daijobou~…*” croaked Yuuki, rubbing the blossoming bruise where he got hit.
Taira picked up the offending can and chuckled, “Looks like we got a stubborn one!”
“Any ideas left?” Koji asked with a desperate expression.
“I have a plan! Maybe… I could use my powers to open it?” Yuuki lifted a finger like he just had a lightbulb lit up in his head.
“I’m not sure if it’s a good idea, buddy,” Taira pulled face of uncertainty.
“It is not,” deadpanned Recko.
“We have to at least try!” the young cook replied, taking the offending item from his friend and placed it on the tiled floor.
With a deep breath, Yuuki’s eyes glowed bright golden as he stared directly at the lonesome can of beef steaks. His hair rose and waved in the air, as if gravity gradually lost its effect as the universe around him ceased to exist momentarily.
At first, the tin container slightly shook, growing more violently. Then, it bulged and twisted at the sheer force of his power, seemingly ready to be torn apart.
Realizing what was about to happen, Taira suddenly yelled, “Abunai*!”
An explosion rumbled in the kitchen, followed by a ringing silence.
“Was that your plan – lick it off the walls?” Recko deadpanned, wiping the pieces of meat off his face. He then looked down at his dog, who was licking the food off the floor happily.
“Oh…” Koji whimpered as he looked around the room, seemingly about to cry.
He thoughtfully took a piece of meat of Taira’s surprised face and put it into his mouth. He swallowed it and let out a sigh of disappointment.
“Uuuhh… I have cabbage cake if you want,” Yuuki grinned sheepishly.
The ex-cop turned and smiled faintly.
“Thanks, I don’t feel hungry anymore… And we should probably clean up before Sakiko comes in.” He added, following the sight of a poker-faced Recko, who was looking with grim silence at the ceiling.
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*Japanese translation:
Gomenasai = I'm so sorry
Daijobou = Its okay
Abunai! = Look out!
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sunshinemoonrx · 11 months
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Desire Grand Prix: City of Gold
I've just uploaded the first chapter of a collaborative Kamen Rider Geats fan-project! It depicts a previous round of the DGP, in which my collaborators control the supporters (the Ziin/Beroba/etc. equivalents), and can affect the course of the story!
It's partly an excuse for me to do something with my historical hyperfixations--it's set in Constantinople circa the year 650, and features an original crop of player Riders you might find there; meathead thrill-seeking charioteer, preening transgender dancer, scheming con-man and so on.
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Also featuring, of course, the crop of future weirdos who're gonna be parasocially arguing over them, of which I've come up with the staff (Game Master, Navigator and so on), but the ascended-fan supporters are, as mentioned, controlled by others, who've got attached enough to draw 'em:
Remin, created and drawn by @bugtransport thinks the whole thing beneath him, he's normal, he's not into this weird reality show...in his public persona. in this safe(?) disguise, though, he's addicted
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Uda, created and drawn by a treasured but perma-locked-account friend, has different reasons for wanting to hide their identity; not least among which being it would be /highly/ inappropriate to do anything but admire your idol from afar. right? yeah? haha? guys?
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Stick (screen name? is there a difference in the future?), created and drawn by @eclipse-song , is uh, well, y'know, normal. normal I would say
She's here to see yaoi (real), or create it if she has to, and keep the spirit of 2005 alive far into the future
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Currently I've uploaded the first chapter, showing the first round--the chaotic melee we see DGP seasons often start with where everyone is rushing to claim Rider powers. The intermission, where the players get to chill a bit and we meet the staff and supporters, will follow soon
We recently finished round 2, so after a bit longer that's also ready to go; the first 'personal round' focused on just our main cast developing their dynamics and facing a boss monster (and one of them dropping out)
So: more to follow! If you're wishing for more of early Geats where the game structure is still intact, you're in luck!
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revolver115 · 1 day
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After watching the Food Theory FNAF cookbook video, I kind of want to make a Toku-themed cookbook, with dishes representing most major series.
I don't really have the time for it, so I might make that a collection on AO3. Like, I can set up prompts for all the categories (drinks, vegan mains, non-vegan mains, sides, desserts, etc.) and have it be a collaborative thing.
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animinarts · 7 months
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Hello friends! I wrote a fanfic that you should totally check out! It's called "What the Heart Desires." It's on AO3 and has art :0
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hik3rucx · 1 month
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this just proves how delusional and hyperfixated I am BUT I AM SILLY!!!!! (an excuse to ramble about these two and dump info in Tumblr)
so idk if their relationship is categorized as complex, but you know? love-hate I guess, I mean they're old friends (wink) who both have chaotic nature/habit (except Eigou can be too impulsive but Evolt's there to keep Eigou grounded ((in violence)) ). both likes to banter or playfully mocking, A LOT. and I mean is that they'd literally fight/have a duel (ironically for entertainment purpose?) ... and the next minutes you can see them working together so well 👍👍👍
feel free to give feedbacks so I could improvise the story or just ask stuff!!
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tommytokugamer · 8 days
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The Loud House: Kamen Rider Geats AU(PendingTitle)
Congratulations!!!!!
After a very strict screening process, you were chosen!
Starting now, you are a Kamen Rider
what's your desire, Lincoln Loud?
Let's make your desire come true!
I'm gonna show what I'm made of to win the DGP!!!
The Desire Grand Prix is a competition Battle Royal type where the person who obtained the first place in the ranking and defeats the Jamato's final boss, his/her desire is granted and repair all the destruction of the games and banish the memories of it. The only ways to leave the competition is being in the last places of the ranking , erase their memories about it and return to their normal lives. Also, the other way is dying in battle by the jamatos. All the participants gets their own Desire driver to become a Kamen Rider and the buckles only are obtained during the games. Sabotage and attack other participants are prohibited and take you away points.
Whatever people can participate: Kids, teens, Adults and elders but that depends of the Game Master's selection. Nobody out of the competition must know about the grand prix.
In this Au, Is the 267th edition of the DGP in USA. This time, Lincoln Loud is chosen to participate in this Game where you can make your desire come true. Is the white-hair kid ready for everything?win? lose? or die in the DGP? Soon we will know about it in this new fanfic..... I'm New doing these things
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narashikari · 6 months
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BUFFA FINALLY (AND CANONICALLY) GOT HIS "-LO"
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BUT AT WHAT COST 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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Can you imagine if Emu had a YouTube channel back when he was doing professional gaming stuff. the last video on it for years is titled something like "Why I'm Leaving YouTube" and the comment section is full of people being sad (or complaining) and others wishing him well on his journey to become a doctor
Everyone has long since stopped expecting any uploads on the channel… until sometime after the show, when there's suddenly a video with a new guy on the thumbnail titled "My channel now" and they all lose their collective minds
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mahounostairs · 8 months
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Chapter 3 of Rebirth up!!
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vaguedoctor · 1 year
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Kamen Rider Wizard: Festival of Fate (Chapter 1/Announcement)
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/110414802?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_606168351
  On the week of the summer solstice, Haruto Soma is mysteriously summoned by letter to attend a festival as a celebration of the very force of magic. As the inheritor of the dragon Phantom, Haruto is a prized attendee whose presence is requested from all over the mystical Celestice Island. Initially perceived as an innocent festival, Haruto discovers the true nature of the island and his greatest rival yet that has waited a lifetime to face him. Will Haruto and allies be able to overcome fate itself and change the course of Celestice Island forever? Find out by reading this!! Hello, I started writing fanfiction for Kamen Rider: Wizard. It’s meant to invoke the feelings of those specials, or anime movies where a lot of fun happens. I really hope you like it.
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Kamen Rider Thunderbirds Chapter 5: Anything Goes! - Prologue
Heya guys! ^^
This is the start of the next chapter of KRTB series! While it has taken a bit long, it is slowly picking up steam! Thank you everyone for the support!
Now, let's start the fun! >:3
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Deep within the temple, screams of agony echoed through its dimly lit hallways. The flames on the torches flickered with unease.
“Kyrano!” the Hood’s voice boomed through the temple, “Give me the information I need!”
A whimpering cry echoed, though nobody heard what it said.
The screams increased, shaking the place to the core. Like sent of blood, it rose interest of the Elemental Masters.
The horrid sounds gave Terratroll a kick as he was hopping with amusement.
Aquarien lay on a chair made of rich red silk and expensive wood while licking her lips, at one point murmured in wishful thinking about adding more cruelty to the torture.
Pyrohimera was combing his flaming mane with intrigue, throwing a glance at the Master of Air who had the opposite reaction to all of them.
He was about to say something until the Hood barged the door open and entered the room, sweat covered his bald head and frustrated face. So much so his thick eyebrows were glimmering.
“My despicable half-brother!” the Hood growled under his breath, “Still haven’t told me the secrets to International Rescue, despite my continuous discipline!”
“Ooooohhh. He is with International Rescue?” Aquarien rose a bit from her chair, her clawed hand waved her fingers till they woven around her chin, “Why can’t you just slowly choke him, until he foams in his mouth? You’ll get the secrets drained out of him easily!”
“I would have, if my powers could reach his throat, foolish creature!”
“How lame… Should’ve told him he was going to die anyways. His kind are nothing more than sub-human,” she huffed, getting up from her prestige seat and walked away with an air of disappointment.
The Hood huffed, grumbled, growled, and waved his fists in the air in utter annoyance as he stomped around the room.
He then spotted the Master of Air, simply standing there watching him with a pensive aura. The bald maniac sagged his shoulders and shouted.
“Do you have nothing to say?!”
Pyrohimera stepped in at his full loyal and formal frame next to his Summoner.
“Just now, he mentioned about how this whole commotion you were doing were getting into his nerves…”
“He- He wants ME to shup up!?”
“I don’t understand his standing, either,” The Master of Fire quickly replied.
The Hood threw a deathly glare the offending monster, his eyes glowed with a terrible light with desire to torture him with the same treatment as he did with Kyrano and every victim that came across him!
The Master of Air, unaffected and unbothered, let out a huff and slowly walked away, with dust kicked aside from his crow-like feet and tattered cloth.
“Maybe, we should focus on our mission to conquer International Rescue!” Terratroll stepped in next to Pyrohimera, who’s face immediately dropped into utter annoyance, “I heard of a little… information that dropped off that sub-human’s tongue…”
“Right…” The Hood took a deep breath as he fixed his collar of his jewelled outfit and hastily walked to the alter. The two Elemental Masters followed him, standing opposite of him.
“I want you to send your troops to the NY-P Children’s Hospital in New York City!” he pointed at the mentioned spot on the map of the huge city, "Cause as much destruction as you can. And let them come! The rest you know what to do..."
The Master of Fire leaned in and frowned. He took note of place where the new target was, and the place where he first unleashed his horde.
“There’s a problem, Summoner,” he objected, “I’m still not sure if the Kamen Riders were still in this area. There’s a possibility they haven’t left their post…”
“Oh, how about I’ll help you with that…” the Earth Kaijin threw a side-eye with a nasty grin on his rocky face.
“What do you offer now, Terratroll?”
“I’ll send a battalion of my Monopods, and a Brute Commander. For the latter, I suggest infusing some of your power into him,” Terratroll calmly explained.
Pyrohimera rubbed his chin mane with a thoughtful expression.
“Very well, I’ll take your offer,” he slowly nodded. Then he immediately pointed a serious finger at his colleague, “But if this plan fails, then I will be disappointed!”
“No, I will be disappointed!” hissed the Master of Earth.
The Master of Fire let out an annoyed growl. Slowly raising his dragon head that acted as left his arm, and blew fire at him. Huffing, Terratroll’s hand transformed into a cannon to return the disrespect his flaming fellow was about to receive.
But the impending fight was quickly interrupted by the Hood! Who threw a dagger in between them, jabbing it into the wall.
“Do your mission already!” he yelled, spooking them both.
His glowing eyes burned bright with boiling hot anger, his booming voice shook the Kaijins and the temple.
“I will make them PAY! I will make them weep as I burn what they care about!”
From the corner of the room, the Master of Air turned around and quietly muttered in the driest of tones, “Fools...”
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stickers-on-a-laptop · 4 months
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Sugar Rush
“Why are we doing this, again?” Hiiro asked disapprovingly. 
“Your dad suggested it, and I mean, come on, why not?” Kiriya replied easily, in the middle of making a paper airplane. 
“Man, this brings back memories,” Nico announced, cramming popcorn into her mouth. “I saw this on opening night.” 
“Really? So did I!” Emu replied, turning to look at Nico and nearly falling down, except Taiga caught him, looking annoyed. 
“Thanks, Taiga-san! It would have been funny if we were at the same theater.” 
“Maybe you were!” Poppy piped up from the cabinet where she was putting the movie in. “It wasn’t too long ago, was it?” 
“I just remember a bunch of AKB48 fans, let me think, It was…201…” Emu tried to remember. 
“2013 for the Japanese release,” Hiiro said, showing his phone in annoyance when everyone looked at him. 
“Did you watch it, Lazer?” Parad asked as he teleported so that he was sitting on the table. 
“Nah, but Emu’s been bugging me to watch it, and then Hiiro’s old man suggested movie night so I figured I’d buy it for tonight.” 
“It’s really fun!” Emu said, settling in the seat next to Kiriya. 
Nico looked at the DVD cover, then to Taiga, then back at the cover. “Hmmm…” 
“Whatever you’re thinking, stop.” 
“Ready?” Poppy asked, remote in hand. 
“Yeah!” Emu said, accepting the bag of popcorn Nico handed him. 
He, Nico, and Parad were quick to delve into an argument of Q*bert vs Pac-Man, while Poppy Costume Changed into several of the Sugar Rush costumes. Taiga and Hiiro fell asleep on each other, waking up when Kiriya started teasing Parad for crying over the destruction of the car despite having a bit of tears in his own eyes. 
“That was fun!” Poppy declared once the movie was over. 
“Taiga you HAVE to be Ralph for Halloween, come on! Hiiro can be Felix, and I of course will be Vanellope!” 
“We should be glad that God isn’t around anymore, he’d want to be Turbo,” Kiriya said with a shudder. 
Everyone agreed that would have been horrendous.
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xross-rekka · 5 days
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Fandom: Kamen Rider Revice
Characters: Igarashi Ikki, Vice, Karizaki George, Igarashi Sakura
@missmako-chan: Personality swap between Ikki and Vice sounds interesting, especially if it was like their early dynamic
also on ao3
“Ah! Ikki, be careful!!!”
“Come on Vice! Let's put on a show and kick this guy's butt!” 
“You can't just rush into battles- Ikki!”
The screen of George's gundephone glitches slightly as Vice materializes himself in front of the video playing “Alright alright! No need to rewatch the whole thing!” 
“Oh is our devil embarrassed to be seen caring about someone who's not himself?” the scientist mocks him, turning the phone back to portrait mode and pausing the video.
“Of course I am! I have an image to uphold!” He turns to you “You still think I'm cool right? Right???”
He tries to smack the delete button, but without Ikki actually stamping the phone he has no way to interact with the system.
The human is currently sitting on one of the sofas of the happy spa, letting Sakura help him bandage up. Running head-on at a monster turned out not to be that good of an idea without a demon's body.
“Still,” she says, “to think Vice would be the one to try and stop you from thoughtlessly rushing in, it's a bit funny. Almost if you two switched personalities for this fight.”
“Very close, karate girl!” interrupts George, dramatically pointing the phone at her (and earning an “hey!” from accidentally shaking Vice with it), “From the data we collected from the battle with the Deadman, it’s more likely that its attack was meant to bring to the surface hidden parts of the victim's personality. Which, in our case” he turns to face Ikki and a phone-less,  invisible Vice, “just happens to be very close to a personality swap. Ikki's impulsive and careless side being repressed ended up manifesting in Vice's personality, while since Vice is made from Ikki of course he cares about the people close to him being safe, he just happens to care more about himself most of the time, because Ikki represses that part of himself, in a constant feedback between demon and human. Fascinating isn't it?”
“Wha- that's not-!” 
Sakura looks at her stuttering brother, who's trying to deny his lack of self-preservation (without much result; they all know about it, but no one says it out loud, not knowing how to even start approaching the subject), and decides to save him from this situation (“and you from figuring out how to end this fic, eh author?” Vice winks) 
“Alright,” she grabs Ikki's arm and pulls him up, “I think Ikki here should get rest so he can run head first into the next Deadman that appears, don't you have my other brother to bother Karizaki?”
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I'm trying to get back into writing fics after a long time, Mako was nice enough to give me a prompt ^^
Big thanks to @missmako-chan and @margarita-is-the-answer for helping me with the fic :3
Please feel free to leave a comment! ^^ Like I said, I'm trying to get back into writing so critiques are welcome, just be nice about it please! I'd especially like to know if the characters are enough in-character, that's the thing that worries me the most rn ^^"
(I also accept suggestion for a better title... I'm bad at that)
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animinarts · 5 months
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@missmako-chan I finally was able to write for your AU \(^-^)/
It's not much but it's something
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