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kaiser1ns · 3 months

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𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

╹synopsis :: texts with your boyfriend pt.3 (featuring nagi, reo, ness)

╹contents :: chaotic flow masterlist, fem!reader, sfw, nagi being lazy, reo spoiling you, and ness is a sweetheart

╹notes :: part 3 from the mini chatfic series ! hope you like it!

NAGI SEISHIRO

MIKAGE REO

ALEXIS NESS

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imraespace · 4 months

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-HOPELESS-

YUUTA X READER

smau ! | high school au | no curse au | chatfic. | completed!

: you, quiet, timid, shy, no friends but lives off video games, found interest in the school's new gaming club! but.. too scared to even approach the club's leader, yuji. your cousins, maki and megumi got the wrong idea, you don't like yuji.. you like yuuta!... if so, why do they try to get you and yuji together..?

CHARACTERS.

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1: STOP BULLYING ME.

2: OPERATION START.

3: PLANNING..

4: POSTERS

5: WHAT IS HAPPENING!!?

6: SHE LIKES HIM

7: NUMBER

8: FRIENDS

9: GAMING!!

10: YUJI!

11: RIKA EFFECT!

12: SAD AND JEALOUS..

13: ..YOU LIKE WHO..?

14: NEW OPERATION!

15: THE DATE.

16: THE SAD TRUTH..

17: NEW NEWS

18: CONFESSING

19: NEW PLAN

20: ..THE PROBLEM..

21: LUNCH.

22: THE SLEEPOVER PLAN

23: YUUTA!

24: SHOPPING!

25: .. WHAT I SAW..

26: TEASING.

27: WHO AM I?

28: BEFORE THE SLEEPOVER

29: THE SLEEPOVER.

30: AW! LOVE!

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00: TOGETHER!

00: HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUU!

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#yuuta x reader #jjk #jjk yuuta #megumi #maki #inumaki #yuji #nobara #crack #fluff #angst #yuuta x you #jujutsu kaisen #imraeswork #imraespace -♡#jjk texts #chatfic #yuta x reader

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neonscandal · 3 months

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After 7 years as pro heroes, pro hero partners Deku and Dynamight finally break the number 1 spot on the Hero Billboard Chart.

Deku accepting the award in absolute disbelief starts openly weeping. Dynamight, thanks to many years of intensive media training, takes over: I always knew I'd make it here. I'm just surprised this nerd kept up for so long. *playful shove before becoming surprisingly pensive and earnest* I guess I'm supposed to say.. that I'm honored to be here standing next to *looks over to see Deku's blubbering intensifying* my childhood friend...

Deku, moved and whining as rivers flow freely from his eyes, goes in for an enthusiastic hug: KACCHANNNNN, we made i-

Dynamight grimacing as he dodges the hug, shooing Deku away with his hand: OKAY. Not that honored... *rolls his eyes* Thanks for the award, extras. It's about damn time.

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ynverse · 1 year

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ouran messenger

OHSHC x gn! reader

synposis: after waking up in the middle of the night from a sudden influx of messages, you seem to have stumbled into a chat with your school’s popular group. can you survive the chaos of the host club and possibly find a chance at love while you’re at it?

genre: humor, chat/written fic, smau, fluff

warnings: swearing, mildly suggestive jokes

taglist: open! leave an ask/comment to join :)

status: ongoing ! no update schedule

START HERE:

♡ y/n character profile

♡ prologue

day one: (all routes)

↳ 07:00 ↳ 08:00 | story mode ↳ 10:40 ↳ 11:58 ↳ 12:50 | story mode ↳ 13:48 ↳ 15:00 ↳ 16:50 ↳ 18:02 ↳ kyoya’s message | kyoya’s call

CHOOSE A STORY:

♡ casual story masterlist

♡ deep story masterlist

♡ another story masterlist

HAPPILY EVER AFTER:

♡ honey’s after ending

♡ mori’s after ending

♡ haruhi’s after ending

♡ hikaru’s after ending

♡ kaoru’s after ending

♡ tamaki’s after ending

♡ kyoya’s after ending

#ouran high school host club #OHSHC #ohshc au #ohshc smau #tamaki x reader #kyoya x reader #hikaru x reader #kaoru x reader #honey x reader #mori x reader #haruhi x reader #chatfic #ouran messenger smau

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dremiru · 22 days

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ok ive seen like five posts here about not finding enough eah chatfics so here we go

eah chatfic masterpost

(these are all the fics i could find on ao3 - if you ever find one thats not on here dm me and ill add it)

• "Grimm is a bitchass motherfucker" by Karmahatesme

• "Be Gay Do Crime" by JooDeeLee

• "Ever After High Text Chain" by YuquisLeftEarlobe

• "These Fairytales are MONSTROUS!" by Emixion | mh/eah crossover

• "Operarion: Apple" by DarlingTheLesbian

• "wonderlanders are absolutely unhinged" by mysolareyesgrowpolarized

• "Kitty Ruins Everything" by DaisyDoo

• "you've reached your destiGAYtion" by curious_chimera (orphan account)

• "It's Not The Chat Fic We Wanted, and We Didn't Need This Shit To Begin With" by Shipping_Sushi

• "HeexTok" by nuclearspiders | mh/eah crossover

• "Monster Ever After" by nuclearspiders | mh/eah crossover

• "gays, homosexuals, gays" by M1NTCHoCoK1tty

• "Chatlog of a Toaster on Fire" by The_Lavender_Creator

• "Ever After Monsters" by urfavtransrat | mh/eah crossover

• "Villainy, in a General Sense" by young_authoress

• "Not really anonymous" by ShyLittle_Frog

• "The 'End the Pining' Project" by MessOfContradictions

• "the words of the prophets are written in gay teenage groupchats" by cherryhibiscus

• "No Hetero" by MangoQueen

• "EVENT PLANNING COMMITTEE" by orphan account

(id tag allthe blogs that asked for this here but i already forgot which ones which so im counting on tags, reblogs, the small size of the fandom and the universe to direct this to them lmao)

heres who i remember has been asking: @smileyfacemojisworld @lionmythflower

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your-local-baguette · 11 months

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I didn't find a lot of content about pablo do here. We love our cutie.

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momotonescreaming · 10 months

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Trying my hand at something different based off of a silly text post I made about a 90s/00s chatfic au. Not 100% sure if I'll continue it yet, so please let me know what you think! 💜❤️

Eddie couldn’t lie to himself that his heart skipped a beat when he got the notification. When he saw who the notification was for. The familiar bloop noise and the little pop up at the corner of the screen.

KingSteve85 is Online

Finally. Steve had moved away for college almost two weeks ago now, and Eddie had barely heard from him. Logically he knows that he and Robin needed the time to drive up, and set up in their cramped little dorms, and do other fancy college orientation things. But he missed them. Now that he had them, people who weren’t scared of him, people who weren’t afraid to call him out on his shit, people who got it. They talked almost every day after… everything.

Eddie would log on to the shitty old computer he and Wayne had fixed up and wedged in the corner of the trailer, scroll the internet, listen to music — and chat with Steve. He was a good fucking guy. And funny. And hot. And now it felt weird not chatting to him every day. Not logging on after a shift at Thatcher Tyre to find the little green Online dot next to his username. Not logging on at 2am after a nightmare to find Steve also online.

But Steve’s at college now, and his PC is currently boxed up in Robin’s childhood bedroom. Didn’t trust his new roommate, he said. Or his parents, after he moved out.

Without hesitating, ignoring the flip of his stomach and beat of his heart — he sends Steve a message.

c0rr0d3d_3dd13: soooooo how was ur 1st wk of college? :D

Steve replies immediately.

KingSteve85: so crazy haha KingSteve85: sorry i haven’t been online haha c0rr0d3d_3dd13: lol allgud. i know ur a big college boy now C0rr0d3d_3dd13: don’t have time 4 me anymor lol ;_;

Eddie cringes as soon as he says it, as soon as he hears the click of the enter key sending the message. Recoiling into a ball, hands over his face, curling up on the wheeled office chair, he lets himself spin as he watches the screen. Waits for the KingSteve85 is typing… message to pop up. God, Steve’s barely left and Eddie’s already a needy, self deprecating, mess.

Fuck his life. Crushes are stupid.

Because that’s what that is. He can admit that to himself now. Now that Steve’s left. He’s got a big, fat, gay crush on Steve Harrington. Him and all the other repressed queer kids at Hawkins High. What a cliché.

The computer pings with a new message, and his gaze is ripped towards the screen.

KingSteve85: never! there was just a lot of events and stuff this first week KingSteve85: did not have time to go to the library and log on lol KingSteve85: haven’t even called Dustin yet c0rr0d3d_3dd13: ur messaging me b4 dusty? Ur gonna make a girl blush harrington

Hunched over on the office chair with the broken wheel, at the computer he helped fix, with the shoddy speakers him and Wayne haven’t gotten around to yet — Eddie felt special. Dustin was Steve’s brother, one of his best friends. And yet Steve chose to message him first.

He tries to humble himself, hold back the blush with the knowledge that if Robin went to a different college than Steve (which was highly unlikely), he would have messaged her first. But Robin isn’t at a different college. And Eddie got the message first.

c0rr0d3d_3dd13: wot sort of events were there? music and drinking? Rotfl KingSteve85: literally yes haha KingSteve85: during the day there were like,,, tours and stalls advertising clubs and stuff KingSteve85: but as soon as it was night it all popped off haha c0rr0d3d_3dd13: u go 2 any? KingSteve85: some! not a lot haha. Robs wasn’t super excited and i didn’t want to leave her alone

It warmed his cynical heart, how much Steve cared for Robin. And how much she cared for him in return. They cared, and they love each other so much. Eddie thinks they’d still be close, even without all the debilitating trauma that glued them together. Robin had mentioned wanting to merge her and Steve into one being before, so they could always be close and balance each other out. Steve had immediately agreed.

Eddie had friends in the Corroded Coffin boys, but he wasn’t sure if they were at the ‘merge into one mega being’ stage of their friendship yet. Maybe Jeff. Jeff had gone off to college this year with Frank — to a different place than Steve and Robin — and Eddie had already received a postcard from him. It was nice to not be forgotten. A part of him wondered if he would be, when everyone went off to college.

But Jeff didn’t. Steve didn’t.

c0rr0d3d_3dd13: wot a gentleman lol c0rr0d3d_3dd13: wots ur timetable lik now? KingSteve85: fucking crazy dude KingSteve85: got lectures & tutorials & work & been thinking about doing a sport again c0rr0d3d_3dd13: which sport lol? u’ve got like… 3 to pick from c0rr0d3d_3dd13: ALSO DAMN DUDE THATS BUSY KingSteve85: i guess haha KingSteve85: been thinking either basketball or swimming. maybe baseball lol KingSteve85: which’ll add practices and meets and games and stuff haha

Before he left, Steve had quietly admitted that he wasn’t sure if he’d try out for a sport or not. During his senior year Billy Hargrove gave him a concussion so bad it benched him for months, and he’d spent ages trying to work back up to it again. So he could play without wanting to puke. And then he didn’t get into college when he applied to the fancy schools his dad made him apply for, and he missed out on any possible scholarships he would’ve gotten.

And he would’ve gotten them. Eddie’s not much of a sports guy, but he knows Steve was good. Great. One of the best.

Eddie quietly believed in Steve. He wouldn’t be himself unless he was exercising or playing a sport. You could see it in his face when he watched a game with Robin, when he played pick-up basketball with Lucas. It made him happy. So Eddie wanted Steve to try out. He was at the sappy stage where the thought of Steve being happy made his heart swell. He was happy he was happy.

(A part of Eddie just wondered if maybe Steve could be happy with him.)

c0rr0d3d_3dd13: do it!! i’ll cheer 4 u from here c0rr0d3d_3dd13: but leave som time free lol or u’ll go mad KingSteve85: enough free time i can chat w you? Haha

His hear clenches at the fact that it was Steve who bought it up. Their chatting. Maybe he thinks of it as often as Eddie does.

c0rr0d3d_3dd13: obvs??? c0rr0d3d_3dd13: if u 4get ab me im gonna cry dude KingSteve85: of course i won’t haha KingSteve85: gotta chat w you so you won’t go crazy back in Hawkins c0rr0d3d_3dd13: and i’ll make sure u don’t go crazy over there with your full ass schedule KingSteve85: its not that bad haha KingSteve85: but thank u c0rr0d3d_3dd13: i’d argue it *is* that bad c0rr0d3d_3dd13: i hav a full time job and the thought of ur schedule makes me cry

Wayne had managed to get him a job at Thatcher Tyre, through a few mutual acquaintances and a favour he had yet to cash in. It made him feel like one of those rich shit kids who go to college on daddy’s money and get a job in his company without having to work for it. The type of kid Steve was.

But Eddie can’t be picky now, and he and Wayne need the money. He’s good at cars, doesn’t completely hate it, and it pays. So he bit his lip, and now he has a full time job with a schedule of his own.

It is not as busy as Steve’s. He knows if he asks Robin, hers will be the same. Filled with band practices and sports games. Birds of a feather.

KingSteve85: i’m used to it haha KingSteve85: at least i’m only planning on one sport and not two lol c0rr0d3d_3dd13: u better stick to that harrington c0rr0d3d_3dd13: or i’ll drive up there and kick ur ass until you take care of urself

There’s a pause. The KingSteve85 is typing… message flickered on the screen, loading whatever message Steve was typing.

It eventually came through.

KingSteve85: i promise. but maybe i should break that rule so you can come visit c0rr0d3d_3dd13: u dont have 2 con me into visiting stevie. just say the word

Another pause.

KingSteve85: i will

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fic #steddie au #chatfic #kinda #My Writing #momo.txt #kinda want to continue this just so i can include a scene where Wayne kicks Eddie off the computer so he can use the phone #dial up my old friend #unbeta'd haha i wrote this in one sitting #so if u see any mistakes no u dont <3 #idk i had fun with the formatting and the chatspeak!

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skz-fanfic-recs · 14 days

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"i was just asking if you wanted to hang out...just two bros..." "i literally sucked your dick last time we 'hung out'..." "isn't that what bros do?"

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highpri3stess · 2 years

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Keeping up with the older siblings of Tr (smau) - pilot

Starring: The older siblings of Tr + wakasa and benkei (reader is an older sibling)

Sypnosis: Who's the worst older sibling between Takeomi, Shinchiro and y/n? One thing's for sure, it ISN'T Shinichiro 💀

Warning(s): f!reader (she/her), cussing, Shin is alive, reader has a younger sister, everybody is messy 💀 , benkei is insecure in his hair colour, Takeomi gets bullied. More people will be added to the series as it progresses. Everyone in this timeline is of age 💀

Rated 16+ (minors dni with my other posts please and don't follow me)

Join my taglist: @gabytodd @kamikoii @happygoluckyalexis @mastermindenoshimaalicia @obitohno @haitaniwhor3

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canonical-transformation · 7 months

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Kazuha has come online

Kazuha: I

Kazuha: I just watched Xinyan suplex a Cryogunner

Lumine: Seems about right

Childe: Oh!

Childe: I taught her that one

Childe: I feel so proud

Childe: Unless he was one of mine

Childe: In which case, still proud, but I might get your help with the paperwork

Xinyan: they ran off already

Xinyan: mighta been a she not he

Xinyan: i can go get their names?

Childe: No need, this is near Ridge Watch? Not mine

Childe: Possibly one of the Dove's

Childe: We're convinced she sends patrols to stand in the ass end of nowhere

Childe: Just to see how long it takes them to desert

#my writing #my fic #genshin fic #chatfic #capsizing waves #au: unseen razor #kazuyan #kaedehara kazuha #childe #lumine #xinyan

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a--ttano · 6 months

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7:58 am

me: good luck at work today. i love you. achilles: Ah, thank you, beloved. I hope it will go well! ☺️💞

10:18 am

achilles: Pat. achilles: Patroclus. achilles: Patroclus, I cannot begin to put into words the achilles: No, let me begin again. me: what's going on? achilles: It's my new charge, Pat, FUCKING hell me: ? achilles: Can I be fired before I've had my first day? I need to check my contract. Fuck fuck fuck me: achilles. achilles: Do you remember that dear lad we had the other week? From grindr. Zag? me: yes…? me: oh me: oh, no, achilles achilles: ZAG is short for Zagreus and he's my employer's son. me: fuck achilles: Well, nothing for it. Please keep me some kisses for when I come home. me: always.

#ficlet #chatfic #modern au #pza #patroclus hades #achilles hades #wip???#hades #hades game #hadesgame #patrochilles

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ameriewadiasbangs · 3 months

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i finally gave in and started a dead poets chatfic because we’re starving for still updating content

pls enjoy

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mudhamster · 5 months

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Can he woo him with niceties?

30. November

Izuku stares at the small jar between his sweaty hands. It was filled with twenty-four small, rolled up pieces of paper. A calendar. Handmade. For Kacchan.

Initially, he had simply scribbled pleasantries on them. A kind gesture between friends. Good friends. Friends who are cool with each other as long as there are other people in the room. Friends who get along perfectly until they are left alone somewhere. But then...came the overwhelming desire for more. For some kind of clarity. For closure.

It's been years now. Years. Years in which he has streamlined his admiration for Kacchan and crushed it every chance he got, every time it got too big in his head, every time it got so intense that it made him almost brave and way too stupid. He feels like floating on waves of hope and terror as soon as Kacchan looked at him for a second too long. And he did. Often. It was horror. Emotional torture. For years.

But it wouldn't go on for another year.

Approaching Kacchan face to face with the 'issue' was out of the question. A no-go, his head, stomach and heart would instantly combust if Kacchan would just look at him, the moment Izuku confronted him with this plan whirling in his mind.

But with this jar full of possibilities... it offers the perfect opportunity to finally... FINALLY close the loop.

Now is the best time of the year to do it, because there comes a day for everyone when it's time to go home and celebrate Christmas. Time to fill the belly with pot roast and the head with carols and ideas for the future.

Sighing softly, he ran his index finger through the colorful scraps of paper. He wanted to do this. He really did. But it scared the hell out of him.

His original idea to gift Kacchan a nice little calendar had turned into a subtle plan to woo the other. He had crumpled up some of the harmless slips of paper and replaced them. Some of the notes were now of a more daring nature. The note with 'Hug', for example. If Kacchan drew it too early, it could ruin everything.

And the note for the 24th ... well, Kacchan was only allowed to open it after all the others had been used. Because on the last note, Izuku had finally thrown caution to the wind. It was all or nothing at Christmas, IF Kacchan used all the other 23 notes.

This was the only way he would survive the opening of this particular note. It was pure tactics. Assuming that he and Kacchan had already failed in the attempt to hug (and let's be honest: he does), Kacchan could simply let the 24th note go up in flames and both of them would still have enough dignity left to overlook this desperate attempt to get closer next year.

With a final prayer to the All Might, who looked down on him from his wall in poster form, he picked up the jar and left his room.

He knocks, twice, lowers his hand and steps back. The glass mists between his fingers, the skin between his shoulder blades damp. He is so nervous that he has to actively remind himself to breathe. To relax his face, to keep his shoulders from hunching under his ears. To appear relaxed.

Behind the door, he heard the creak of a desk chair and took a breath so quickly that black spots crossed his vision. Shifting his weight, Izuku raised the glass to his chest with both hands and forced himself to smile. Except... Kacchan hated fake smiles. The corners of his mouth turned down within a second. Footsteps could be heard. His little finger slipped off the glass. "Crap," he gasped, lowering the glass to his stomach and hastily wiping it dry on his sweater. One of the slips fell out.

"C-crap!"

He crouches, his knee barely touching the floor, as the door jerks open. A pair of black socks steps up to the threshold, the silence filled with so much unspoken dialogue that Izuku already knew how Kacchan was looking at him before he even turned his head.

The blond skipped his What the hell? and Izuku skipped his apology.

Instead, he picked up the small piece of green paper from the ground, threw it into the glass with the others and straightened up.

"This," he holds out his hands with the glass, "is for you."

Red eyes, narrowed in skepticism and annoyance, sink down to his hands over his insecure grin. Izuku follows his gaze.

To the jar of niceties.

The jar of risks.

If he gripped it any tighter, the glass would shatter. Now or never.

If Katsuki took it now, he would have no chance to change what would happen next. Licking his lips, he nodded encouragingly, "It's a calendar."

Murmuring something that sounded very much like "For what?", Katsuki simply took the jar from his hands, shook it and looked into it with irritation. "What are these notes?"

Izuku's heart stuttered heavily, for the jar had finally left his possession and his fate had taken an inevitable direction, the outcome of which suddenly seemed to him as if he were sailing without sails on an endless ocean, on whose horizon heavy storm clouds were already gathering, which his naked boat would surely...

"Deku"

His thought snapped and he jumped. What was the question? He stared back at the glass, searching for words that weren't 90% cheesy, then squeaked, "Niceties.”

Katsuki's eyes narrowed even more, even though he hadn't thought it possible, and before Izuku understood what was happening, he pulled out one of the pieces. He tucked the glass under his arm and was about to unfold the note when Izuku's brain caught up with him.

"Don't!" he shouts, "Not yet!" he grabbed Kacchan's hand, clutching warm fingers and the note and looking up with a pounding heart, "It's a calendar, Kacchan! You don't open the first drawing until tomorrow. Not - not today."

"And who's gonna stop me, huh?" he grunts and jerks his hand free, "You?"

The thought of taking the glass back from him pops into his head. He is at a loss for words. How could he make Kacchan wait until tomorrow? Should he appeal to his honor? His dignity? Kacchan's manners?

"Just please ...don't."

As always, pleading with the blonde was like a squirt of lemon in the eye. Kacchan winced and almost reluctantly put the note back into the glass, giving Izuku, who was still standing in the hallway, a last, deeply irritated look.

"Thanks or whatever."

And well. With that, the jar was indeed handed over. Ugh. Just like that.

Izuku takes a last breathless look at Kacchan's hands, in which the glass seems to be even smaller than in his own, before the door slams shut in his face.

"Good night Kacchan," he whispers, his nerves fraying faster than the fastest cycle of a washing machine, as he heads back to his own room.

The calendar for spoiler immune folks:

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neonscandal · 16 days

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During another team up exercise, Bakugo and Midoriya are having trouble collaborating.

Midoriya, whining while chasing after his reluctant teammate: Kacchaaan. Aizawa-sensei said if we don't work together on this, we're going to fail this assignment! There's no "i" in "team"! Work with me!

Bakugo, still insisting on taking the lead regardless of consequence: But there is in "murder-suicide", does that work for you!?

Yaoyorozu, chiming in from the control room: Uh, sensei, should we stop them? It appears as though Bakugo is about to get carried away again.

Shouta "Graduation Can't Come Soon Enough" Aizawa, taking a long, dramatic sip of coffee over the team comms: I didn't hear anything.

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sabotourist · 4 months

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laughter is a decent opioid - a chorus trilogy chatfic

Chorus is a shitshow.

Good thing Freelancer armor comes with Skype pre-installed.

After a ton of work, the first chapter of a collaborative chatfic between me and the AMAZING @illusion-of-sea-axes is finally up. The fic takes place primarily over Skype during the Chorus Trilogy, though will eventually diverge from canon.

We spent a ton of time working on the tone, and I spent even more time on top of that getting the formatting right. I'm really happy with how it came out.

Here's a bit of a peek at what the first chapter looks like.

Consider checking it out if this sounds like a good time!

(Also let me know if the formatting does anything funky for you. Had to sell my soul to get this working)

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sky-neverending · 5 months

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new chatfic chapter in the process

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Private Chat between ALightwood and HighWarlock

[12:37 A.M]

HighWarlock: I think

HighWarlock: i am in love

ALightwood: Oh?

HighWarlock: with Alexander Lightwood

ALightwood: Did you check the contact name before sending that?

HighWarlock: fuckkkk

HighWarlock: hii

ALightwood: Magnus, are you drunk?

HighWarlock: yep!

HighWarlock: also.

HighWarlock: Im iin love with you

HighWarlock: surprise!!!!

ALightwood: Magnus.

ALightwood: For both your sake and mine, go to bed.

ALightwood: We can talk in the morning.

HighWarlock: oh

HighWarlock: i’m an idiot

HighWarlock: why did ii even think i had a chance with you haha

ALightwood: Wait, that’s not what I said.

HighWarlock: night Alec.

ALightwood: Magnus, wait.

[read at 12:50 A.M]

#sky writes #shadowhunters #the shadowhuter chronicles #the mortal instruments #shadowhunters tv #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters chatfic #chatfic #drunk confessions

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