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Bankita Day (4/3) fic!

This took longer than I expected but BEHOLD I HAVE WRITTEN FLUFF FOR MY BOYS

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The thing about only getting to see your boyfriend/husband when you’ve been pulled into a pocket dimension outside of time is that it makes it really hard to plan to do, you know, cute couple stuff. The kind of stuff Minato would’ve normally rolled his eyes at but really likes the idea of doing with Yu.

Like listening to music together, or going to the park, or making him cookies— if they would stop coming out like shit. 

First the first batch has too much flour and crumbles to bits, then he forgets about the oven and overcooks the next batch, and now the batch that survived baking look like a bunch of clowns with their faces melting off because Minato sucks at decorating.

Three dozen cookies in the trash is when Minato decides he needs backup. 

As if sensing his distress— which is entirely possible, given everything— Hamuko shows up. 

“What happened here?” she asks, taking in the destroyed kitchen. 

“I’m trying to make cookies for Yu, but they’re not coming out well.”

“F.”

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Caligula Effect (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Noto Gin/The Caligula Effect 2 Protagonist Characters: The Caligula Effect 2 Protagonist Additional Tags: I cried while writing this, The 69th fic in the tag is my angst because of course it is Summary:

She dropped to her knees in front of a gravestone with the wrong name. And she left roses for the person only she truly knew.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persona 5, Persona 4, Persona 3, Genei Ibun Roku #FE | Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE, 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Aigis (Persona Series), Labrys (Persona Series), Koromaru (Persona Series), Kuma | Teddie (Persona Series), Monita | Widget, Morgana (Persona Series), Chiki | Tiki Additional Tags: Another poetic thing! Summary:

seven names recount some of those they cared about

like rats fleeing a sinking ship, pt. 5

Whumptober Day 7: I’ve got you

Prompt “Support”

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Makoto turns over and stares at the cream colored wall, and tries not to think about the police radio tucked into Sae’s bag on the other side of her bed. 

They’d been using it to stay one step ahead of the police ever since the arrest went out, but according to Sae they’re safe enough that Makoto doesn’t have to be constantly listening to it. Of course, the real reason Sae has confiscated it is because Makoto’s been listening to it obsessively for any news of her friends.

“I can hear you thinking.” Sae says.

Makoto sighs and sits up. “I’m just-”

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I just wanted to say I absolutely adore the way you write Rui and Toya in your fics!! The friends ever.. the day Toya calls Rui by his given name in your fics is the day everybody can die happy lol.. I luv them.. Platonic Ruitoya 💗💗

Ahaha! Thank you so much! This is so nice, I’m glad you love platonic Ruitoya as much as I do! Rui would make the best bf for Tsukasa because he would ALSO die for Saki and Toya!

Which fictional character(s) would be your oc's favourite?

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Genei Ibun Roku #FE | Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Akagi Touma & Yumizuru Eleonora, Akagi Touma & Minamoto Mamori, Minamoto Mamori & Yumizuru Eleonora, Akagi Touma/Aoi Itsuki, Oribe Tsubasa/Yumizuru Eleonora, Aoi Itsuki & Oribe Tsubasa, Aoi Itsuki & Yumizuru Eleonora, Minamoto Mamori & Aoi Itsuki, Minamoto Mamori & Oribe Tsubasa, Minamoto Mamori & Tsurugi Yashiro, Minamoto Mamori & Kurono Kiria, Kurono Kiria/Tsurugi Yashiro Characters: Akagi Touma, Minamoto Mamori, Yumizuru Eleonora, Aoi Itsuki, Oribe Tsubasa, Tsurugi Yashiro, Kurono Kiria Additional Tags: THEY ALL ON MICROWAVIN GAMERS Summary:

You think only Yashiro and Ellie were on Microwavin’? Not anymore! They all were!

And I finished this!

i just want you to know that you wrote one of my favorite fics ever , thank you for cursing me with kamui x shousuke brainrot for the rest of time

AHAHAHA I’m glad you enjoy them, they’re so much fun to write and I love them so much.

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Whumptober Day 12: "Just A Little More"

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“Just a little more,” Akito mutters. The guy in the strange clothes who climbed out of the well, Toya? Is helping him get to a clearing far enough from the bounty hunters.

“Are you sure you’re ok?” Well Guy’s smaller, more nervous, Well Friend, Kohane, asks. “That looks like it hurts.”

Of course the metal harpoon embedded in his shoulder hurts, but they need to find cover before they do anything else.

“Should we try and find a town?” the final Well Person, An says. 

“By the River, no!” Akito says. “Do you want us to all be burned at the stake?”

“B-burned? Like witches?” Kohane asks. “B-but we’re not witches!”

“I’ve never seen regular people who dress like you,” Akito says. “Or who live in wells.”

“We don’t live in the well,” An says. “I found this old chest that belonged to my aunt, we opened it, and we fell in!”

“That’s witch stuff,” Akito says. “Ok, here.” They reach the mouth of the cave, moving aside the moss, and Akito heads back and moves a large rock covering his supplies. 

He takes the flint and sets the remains of the fire from last week. He’d prefer fresh wood but he doesn’t want the Well People to go out on their own, they don’t seem very reliable.

Luckily for all of them, the fire starts quickly and they’re warmed up. Toya recloses the moss covering.

“Ok, so the first thing I’m going to need you to do,” Akito says after taking a seat on one of the rocks, “is take that stone over there and break off the back half of this harpoon with the chain.”

“What?” Kohane asks. “Won’t that hurt?”

“Oh it’s the least painful part of all of this.”

Kohane squeaks.

An understands what he wants to do, and picks up the rock. The cave is silent with the sharp clangs of stone on metal, until finally the end of the harpoon connected to the chain clatters across the cave floor.

“What now?” An grunts.

Akito grips the triangular part of the harpoon sticking out the front of his right shoulder and pulls as hard as he can.

He knows not to scream, but Kohane didn’t get the memo, and even An and Toya stagger back.

Akito ignores them and holds his left arm up to his shoulder and mutters a healing spell. Soon, a pair of orange circles appear over both sides of the wound.

“Ok,” Akito says, barely staying awake. “That’s going to take a bit to heal, and it requires a lot of energy, so I’m going to pass out. You’re free to leave, of course, but I wouldn’t recommend it. Thank you for your help in getting here, and please don’t try to kill me while I sleep.”

“Wait hold on!” An gasps. “What is this place, what does it have to do with Aunt Nagi?”

“Who are you?” Kohane adds. “Why were those people trying to kill you anyway?”

“What’s your name?” Toya asks, and it’s that question he focuses on as his consciousness slips away.

“Name’s Akito Shinonome, The Last Autumn Witch.”