Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Genei Ibun Roku #FE | Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE Rating: General Audiences Warnings:

idk if you still want to take requests for the angsty sentence starter thing, but maybe 1 for akitoya, and then 13 and 17 for toya and harumichi? you can pick one or all of them haha

YES YES I AM THANK YOU GREAT PROMPT CHOICE I LIKED THIS :DD

1: “I’m just so afraid.”

Fuck. Fuck.

Akito can’t breathe.

He has to practice. He has to keep going.

The night stretches out, and that’s just another reminder of how Akito can’t stop.

Chasing that moon. That… gorgeous, delicate moon.

There’s so much fear in his chest. It’s suffocating.

That gentle voice is ringing in his head, saying words that make Akito’s heart shatter. Cutting him every time he tries to pick up the pieces.

“Don’t you think it’s about time you grew up and stopped chasing some tiny event that no-one’s even heard of outside of this town?”

It was a long time ago. Akito knows that. But…

But it’s still ringing in his head. He can’t stop it.

And that face is in his vision. Bruised and cold.

So cold.

He’s a terrible partner.

That voice keeps ringing in his head no matter how hard he sings.

And it’s only getting louder. Louder and louder.

“Akito!”

It’s almost like… he’s here…

His eyes flutter shut, and there are suddenly arms around him.

He doesn’t even need to see them. He knows those manicured fingers and long arms.

“…How’d you know?” Akito asks, and Toya chuckles softly.

“Partner sense.” He responds, but then his tone changes. “What are you doing, Akito?”

“Practicing.” Akito sighs.

“That wasn’t practice. That was… dangerous. Violent. Your voice was a honed blade.”

“Oh, come on. You’re exaggerating.”

“Am I?”

Akito stays silent, and Toya sighs.

“I’m afraid, Akito. I’m just so afraid for you.”

There’s another pang in Akito’s chest, and…

And Akito doesn’t know what to do.

So he just stays silent. In Toya’s arms. Feeling the pain that’s shared between them.

“Come home with me. My parents are out, we can play Pokémon or something.”

And Akito wants to tell him that he needs to keep practicing. That he’s also afraid. That he’s scared that Toya will leave him again, for good this time.

But he knows his partner. He won’t let that go.

So instead he just laughs softly and opens his eyes.

“Okay.”

And again, the pain continues. But that’s alright.

It’s alright for now.

13. “You never listen to me.”/17. “I have to leave.”

It’s always so… messy whenever Harumichi and Toya get into a fight.

Toya’s pacing the floor back and forth, an intense expression on his face.

It’s like looking in a mirror.

“You never listen to me!” Toya starts, his eyes flashing with a cold fire. “Why?! Why can’t you understand, Father?!”

“You’ll understand when you’re older.” Harumichi simply says, keeping his own temper under control.

It should come like second nature, but there’s a strange bubbling in his chest.

He’s a child. There’s no reason to yell.

But Toya keeps going, and he can’t keep repeating the same thing over and over again.

“Insolent child! You’re so stubborn!”

“Pot, meet kettle!” Toya snaps back. “Yes, I’m so stubborn! It’ll lead me to ruin! Then to my ruin I shall go! Why do you insist on dictating my life?!”

“Because for us, there is no other path for happiness than classical music!”

“No other path?! If someone told you that your only path to happiness was to be a doctor, when you can barely stand going to the hospital to see Saki, would your heart not strain to be free?!”

That sentence… breaks something in Harumichi.

And there’s an echo in his head.

That grating voice.

“Worthless, worthless, worthless! God, why did I have to be cursed with a child like you?!”

“That’s different.” Harumichi says, almost robotically, and Toya’s entire body tenses up.

“You don’t even care, do you? All you want is for me to be made in your image! I need to leave, I’ll be at the Tenmas’!”

Toya walks out the door and slams it behind him, and Harumichi collapses onto the couch.

He’ll never understand, will he?

That this is the only path for their family. It’s what they’re meant to do, and people will try to pull them away from it all their lives.

And they’ll go, for only a pinch of that sweet thing called love.

Fate has decided it long ago.

And all Harumichi can do is try to drag Toya back from that pain, that torture before it’s too late.

a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Caligula Effect (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Yamamoto Cocoa (#QP) & Noto Gin, Noto Gin/The Caligula Effect 2 Protagonist, Yamamoto Cocoa (#QP)/The Caligula Effect 2 Protagonist Characters: Yamamoto Cocoa (#QP), Noto Gin, The Caligula Effect 2 Protagonist, χ | Chi (The Caligula Effect), Wicked | Mizuguchi Marie | Amabuki Marie Additional Tags: The relationships are literally just them pining, The protag is not dating either of them, Anyway I meant to write crack but this happened, It’s FeMC and her name is Kaede Ichikawa Summary:

During an unfortunate day where Gin and Kaede both forget their umbrellas and Marie and #QP both remember theirs, Kaede has the brilliant idea to attempt to get Gin and #QP to get along by forcing them to go to the train together. It starts out poorly, but…

You've Got Questions and I've Got Answers OC Edition

Do they have any crafting hobbies?

Do they wear perfume/cologne? If so what scents do they prefer?

Do they enjoy cooking?

Do they enjoy baking?

Do they have any tattoos? If so what are they and do they have any special meaning?

If they were badly injured, and for whatever reason couldn't go to a hospital, who would they go to for help?

Do they have any unusual fears?

Do they collect anything? If so what and why?

When they're sick what do they do to feel better?

Do they have any regrets?

Do they have any addictions?

Do they have any sense of style? Regardless of the answer do they believe they have a sense of style?

Do they enjoy poetry?

Do they have a hard time opening up to people?

What kind of sense of humor do they have? Or do they have one at all?

Do they have or want kids?

How easily would they be convinced to do something that goes against their morals?

How easy is it to become their enemy?

How easy is it to become their friend?

Do they have a strong connection to their culture?

What is more important to them, friends or family?

Would they ever betray someone for money?

How would they want to die?

Do they have any enemies?

Do they have a daily/nightly routine?

Have they met any of their heroes? Did they regret it?

Has a chance encounter ever had an unexpected effect on them?

Are they a #gamer?

If they were real would you be friends with them?

If they had the chance to be famous would they take it? If they are famous would they rather they weren't?

What superpower would you choose for them and what would they choose for themselves? If they have one would they choose something else?

If they could change one thing about themselves what would it be?

Do they play ttrpgs? If so what kind of characters do they play? Or are they more likely to GM?

How well do they deal with grief?

Do they believe in fate or do they believe they are in charge of their own destiny?

Would they ever kill someone? Have they already?

Are they religious? If so do they have a strong sense of faith, are they uncertain, or are they somewhere in between?

What are their dreams like? Do they have any recurring dreams/nightmares?

Would they ever crash a wedding?

If they found a sword in a stone would they try to pull it out? How would they react to being able to pull it out or not?

Do they learn from their mistakes?

Can they speak multiple languages? If yes which all do they speak and why?

Can they handle stressful situations?

Who, if anyone, would they trust with their deepest secrets?

Do they plan in advance or just wing it?

Would they lie to get out of trouble?

Would they lie to get someone else out of trouble? Even if they would have to take that someone else's place?

How likely are they to go on a quest for revenge?

Do they have trouble keeping their enemies and their friends straight?

What is your favorite thing about them?

I love these so I figured I'd make one of my own! Just be sure that if you reblog this ask one or two of these to the person you reblogged from (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

Take my fic. I got bored. It’s 4 am in my timezone but hey, fanfics called.

PERSONA Q2 FANFIC... YOU ARE A WRITER OF CULTURE. will have to read- I'm currently playing through Q2 :D

HELLO THERE.

Hikari/Futaba Sakura is peak and I actually love them so much. Sumitaba is great but I got attached to Hikaritaba and I can’t think of anything else now.

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 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!

Whumptober Day 4: Sensory Deprivation

Beneath The Surface

The closet feels darker than it should be. Like Yusuke should be able to see some outline of the door or some light fluttering in through the window, but no it’s pitch black.

He can’t see the walls around him, but he can feel them, he can’t stretch out his arms or legs without hitting them. 

When he was younger the closet felt bigger, but now that he’s in that awkward part of puberty where Madarame is constantly complaining about having to buy him new clothes, it’s suffocating in a whole new way.

Yusuke would have thought claustrophobia was based on being able to see that you’re enclosed, but apparently not.

He steadies his breaths. Sensei will let him out soon, right? He can’t be that mad.

Yusuke had only wanted to keep a painting for longer, put on some finishing touches, it wasn’t ready for Sensei to display.

So what if he screamed, Sensei hadn’t been listening and–

And now he’s in this dark closet that’s both a void and much too small.

Yusuke leans his head back, and at some point falls asleep, because his neck is sore. Now that he’s had some time to calm down, he can admit to himself that he was lying.

Sensei’s real talent was his eye for appraisal; he'd been consulted on identifying forgeries before he became a big artist. Of course, he could tell Yusuke was lying, that he didn’t want Sensei to put it on display under a different name.

Yusuke didn’t care all that much the first time it happened, the twinge in his gut and being kept awake for nights thinking about what this meant for everyone who’d come through notwithstanding.

But, this one had been special. It had been a dream or a memory of going to the aquarium with his mother. 

There was a touch tank, full of creatures the other kids were gathered around, and Yusuke was scared to go up for some reason.

He can’t remember anything more than the hazy outline of his mother, not what she said, just that she helped him calm down and slowly guided him over to the tank.

And… he thinks he remembers her laugh.

A manta ray had come up to meet Yusuke’s hand and splashed him a little, and Yusuke can picture in his mind her laughing and saying See, it likes you! but he doesn’t know if that really happened or if it was something he made up to cope with the fact that other kids could remember their moms.

It was a stupid thing to base a piece on, not with more and more students leaving and Yusuke having to pick up more of the slack. If he hadn’t wanted Madarame to take it, he shouldn’t have made it in the first place.

Yusuke pulls himself tighter and takes in a shaky breath. When Sensei lets him out, he’ll have learned his lesson.

Don’t tell Sensei “no.”

And don’t think about his mother when making art. Not if he wants what fleeting memories he has to stay his.

Guess who just applied for a Bad Things Happen Bingo Card?

Expect some SERIOUS angst soon :3