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Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Pairing: Kristoph Gavin/Reader

Prompt by @sicktember :

[Day 28] Prompt 28; Pulling a 'Ferris Bueller'

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Fandom: Ace Attorney

Pairing: Kristoph Gavin/Reader

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@fluff-cember : [Prompt 13] Fire and Ice

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Ship: Fyodor x Dazai

FINALLY I FINISHED THIS DAMN FIC, DEAR LORD. I am not philosophical in the slightest so this was an absolute pain to write, but I somehow did it. I had made a post about this earlier, where Fyodor would talk about Robert Frost's poem Fire and Ice with someone else, and I later chose that someone to be Dazai. Lemme know if they're in character. :') [btw they're in the prison here]

The day was as boring and dull as the previous, and probably the next. The only noise that could be heard in the space was the flipping of pages, and Dazai couldn't help but stare at Fyodor as the latter read some book.

He sat up in bed, eyeing the Russian’s figure curiously.

“What?” Came Fyodor’s amused voice, breaking him out of his trance.

“What’cha reading?” Dazai effortlessly shifted to his teasing tone of voice, leaning towards Fyodor’s cell.

Fyodor finally looked up from his book, giving Dazai an unimpressed look. “Poems.”

Dazai blinked, making a show of being repulsed. “Poems? Seriously?”

“Have you read poems by Robert Frost?” Fyodor asked, ignoring Dazai’s weird looks.

Dazai just hummed softly, glancing up at the ceiling in thought. “I've heard of the guy.”

Fyodor crossed his legs, corners of his lips turning up. “Fire and Ice.”

“That’s name of the poem?” Dazai whined. “Sounds so boring.”

Fyodor let out an irritated huff, bringing the book closer to his face to read out loud:

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

“So philosophical,” Dazai remarked, amused at the seriousness in Fyodor’s voice.

“I'd say this poem stands to be quite relevant in our time.” Fyodor gazed up at Dazai, tilting his head.

Dazai maintained their eye contact, leaning back on the bed. “...Whether the world is to end by fire or ice, hmm?”

“Fire, or ice—desire, or hatred?”

“Do you have an opinion on this?”

Fyodor set the book on the table, crossing his arms. “Regardless of the path, it is quite obvious mankind will lead to the destruction of the world.”

Dazai followed his movements. “I guess you'd advocate hatred and selfishness to win instead of violence, right?”

He slightly smiled. “Both.”

Dazai blinked, then laughed out loud, dramatically wiping tears from his eyes. “I don't know why I expected any less from you.”

Fyodor hummed. “However… I'd consider the role of ice—apathy, greed, and selfishness, to be grander.”

Dazai tilted his head. “Isn't violence practically second nature to us?”

Fyodor's smile widened, shaking his head as he explained, “It is the nature of humans to be cold too. The tendency to remain selfish results in mankind being unable to work together—”

“We’re apathetic, you mean?” Dazai chimed in. “Too caught up with ourselves to worry about others?”

“You are starting to understand,” Fyodor remarked, slightly irritated at the interruption. “They are blinded by greed, losing the ability to care unless something concerns them directly.”

Dazai yawned. “Bla bla bla, and this somehow ties up with abilities, gotcha.”

Narrowing his eyes, Fyodor ignored him and continued, “This lack of unity, alongside violence and a sprinkle of human stupidity, results in war.”

“What, so you think we're naturally inclined to start wars?”

He nodded. “War can begin due to the lack of empathy and understanding... or simple greed and selfishness.”

“Ehh, I don't think that.” Watching Fyodor’s eyes widening slightly, Dazai snickered and explained, “Resource scarcity, ideological differences, etc., lead to war; apathy is just a fuel.”

“Again, lack of understanding.” Fyodor sighed. “Which is basically apathy.”

"Apathy isn't always negative—sometimes, it can lead to peaceful resolutions.” Laughing as he made Fyodor awe-struck for probably the second time, Dazai continued, “If people aren't invested enough to fight, they might end up avoiding conflict altogether—”

“...Because people who are apathetic tend to be more indifferent and less aggressive,” Fyodor mused.

Dazai hummed, amused. “I'd say that could actually prevent fights from breaking out in the first place.”

Fyodor raised his eyebrows in interest.

“I assume you prefer fire, then?”

Dazai grinned. “As you had said earlier, fire and ice both will play a role.. because they are tied together.”

Fyodor quirked up a small smirk. “We can only tell as time passes, hm?”

“Seeing what the future has in store for us,” He murmured.

“Quite.”

Fyodor simply returned his attention back to the book, picking it up, as Dazai leaned back to have a shut-eye.

pov me

waiting for someone to write a fanfiction about them 🤭

i personally think horace was a simp and red gown lady seduced him. change my mind.

Do you plan to write folk of the air fanfics?

ooo fun question!! honestly I would love to write jude x cardan but thinking of ideas can be a bit difficult if you know what I mean 😅

if you have anything in your mind that you'd like to see, feel free to suggest! no guarantees but I'd like to try :'D

*decides to scroll through tumblr's ao3 tag*

AO3, MY DEAR DARLING LOVE OF MY LIFE, UPDATED EARLIER?!?!?!?!

HUH, WHAT, QUOI, WAS, QUE, NANI???

lowkey poetic writing sickfics while being sick myself

its beginning to look a lot like "Almost Christmas" means it wasn't Christmas!

Jude: *exists*

Cardan: