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manikas-whims · 2 months
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26/02/2024: Nina and Matthias’s son asks Kaz if he’s a bad person
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“Uncle Kaz, are you a bad person?”
They were walking down the bustling streets of Little Ravka.
Unsurprisingly his four year-old nephew, Soren, had acquired the same love for waffles as his mother. From his father, had merely acquired the sparkling blue eyes which he weaponized quite a lot whenever he needed to coax Kaz into doing his bidding.
And so, after ignoring Soren’s adorable pleas and big, blue, sparkling eyes for hours, Kaz had agreed to take him out for a snack. As such, they were heading towards this famous local diner in the area to try some ravkan-styled waffles.
Kaz had expected the child to show his excitement over it. Expected the little one to constantly persuade him into buying delectable sweets on their way. But questions about his morality were the last thing he had imagined. And from a child at that.
“Why do you ask?” He spoke in an even tone.
The child replied without a beat. “Cause a lot of people in Fee-eda say so.”
“I see.”
It’d been years since the Ice Court Heist. Despite never being able to prove it, there was a common tale spread around the Fjerdan folk about a sinister Demjin named Kaz Brekker who had come from the land of Kerch and broke down the formidable walls of the Ice Court using his dark powers. That he had peeled off his gloves inside the court and cast a sinister enchantment with the devious motions of his fingers to corrupt the sacred tree. That he was a mad man who had stolen the Shu child on a whim, and then decided to sell him off to the highest bidding nation for further entertainment.
“Wanna know what I think?” Soren asked, waving his hands in excitement.
Kaz smirked. “I honestly don’t care but you’ll tell me anyway, won’t you?”
The boy giggled. “I will! I will!”
“Well..?” Kaz waited patiently, both gloved hands now resting on his crow head cane.
“I think you’re a good person.”
The words stupefied Kaz more than they should have.
“And what makes you believe so?” He asked. He was expecting some sort of innocent and childlike response such as: because you spoil me with candy, because you show me magic or because you defend me when Papa gets mad.
The boy however, tilted his head, cheeks puffing up as he collected his thoughts and formulated a response.
“Because Aunt Inej likes you.”
Once more Kaz was left stunned. And a little flustered by the child’s words. He could only hope no one else heard it for the mere idea of someone liking Dirtyhands could stir the entire barrel with some spicy rumors. And he would not want to deal with them when his little nephew was around.
Soren’s eyes twinkled as he went on. “Aunt Inej likes me too! And, and..she told me she only likes good people. So that means Uncle Kaz is good too!”
“Alright then, ” Kaz coughed to compose himself and offered a gloved hand for the boy to hold. “Let’s get you those damned waffles.”
Soren bounced with joy at that and accepted the proffered hand as they continued their walk.
» 15/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
Read my previous mini fic with Kaz and Soren HERE
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ao3feed-ladynoir · 2 years
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Adrien Tries a Different Method
Adrien tries a different method by Manika18
Inspired by MLB Season 5 Ep2: Multiplication but instead of trying to kiss her cheek, Adrien tries something else..;)
Fic #9 of my Mini Fics series
Words: 432, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 9 of Manika's Mini Fics
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M
Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe
Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug
Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Awkward Greetings, Teen Romance, Teenagers, Reverse Crush, let my sunshine boy shower you with love Mari, hasn't he suffered enough 😭
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40798572
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manikas-whims · 10 months
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11/07/23: Gojo places a bet with Mei Mei
based on THIS prompt by Daily GojoHime Prompts on twitter
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“You sure?” Mei asks with a wicked smile.
Gojo has promised her 10k in cash if only she manages to do something that he can never. And he's sure of his victory as there's nothing impossible for the strongest.
“Do it! I dare you.”
Mei smirks, her gaze shifting towards Utahime who is giggling at something on Shoko's phone.
Mei approaches the two girls, gently taps Utahime's shoulder & as the girl turns around, Mei captures her lips into a quick peck.
When she pulls away– ignoring Hime's confused face & Gojo's fuming one– she winks at him. “Pay up.”
“Wh–What was that for?” Utahime wipes at her lips, still flustered by the sudden kiss.
But neither Mei nor Gojo respond, the latter's blue eyes glowing fiercely behind his aviators.
Gojo stands up, kicks his chair a little too harshly & stomps out the class. “That's cheating!”
» 12/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
we all know Mei would definitely do something like this to rub it in Gojo's face. Even more if money is involved 🤭
Actually, i bet this happened in canon 🤭
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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25/06/2022: Matthias and Nina's son asks Kaz if he's a Demjin
“Uncle Kaz?”
“Yes?”
“Can I ask you a question?”
Kaz glances at the curious boy of four sitting on the carpeted floor of his office. Blue-eyed and brown-haired. An adorable reminder of his parents, who left him here.
“It's your bedtime, Soren.”
Soren pouts like a sad puppy. “Please Uncle, just one question.”
Kaz sighs. “Fine. Just one.”
The boy nods obediently and asks, “Are you really a Demjin?”
Kaz puts down his pen, takes off his glasses, and rubs his sleep-deprived eyes. Inej is out sailing only saints know which parts of the sea. Jesper and Wylan have their own daughter to deal with. And Kaz has no expertise in handling kids.
Of all the times Matthias and Nina had to go on a government-sanctioned mission to Shu Han!
He folds and slips his glasses into the breast pocket of his waistcoat. “What did your parents tell you?”
The boy scrunches his nose in thought. “Papa says you are; Mama always laughs.”
Kaz rolls his eyes.
Demjin. Demon. The child uses the said term regularly to address Kaz. However, it's surprising that the possibility of his uncle actually being one genuinely crossed his innocent, little mind.
“And what do you think?” Kaz asks, stretching his right leg before standing up.
“I think you are.” Soren answers with no ounce of hesitation.
“Oh?” Kaz quirks a brow in amusement. “And why is that?”
“Because you can open any lock and you make coins come out of my ear.” The boy explains confidently, eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
Kaz chuckles and puts on his charcoal-black coat. He then picks up his cane and walks up to Soren.
“That's right.” Kaz affirms as he bunches a gloved hand into a fist. When he reopens it, a delectable, ravkan candy is nestled in his palm.
He hands it to Soren. “Do you know what else I can do?”
The boy's nose scrunches again, cheeks puffing up and lips pursing as he thinks hard as to what other demonic things his uncle must be capable of. In the end, he shakes his head in defeat.
“I take all the candy from kids who don't go to bed on time.” Kaz pulls his cheek playfully. “Now, will you be a good boy?”
Soren nods vigorously.
Kaz ruffles his hair and takes hold of Soren's hand. Together they head towards Kaz's newly bought place around the Geldstraat.
» 5/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
Other name options for little Soren were Elias or Anatoly.
Anyways Soren and his Uncle Demjin will return in more mini fics ♥
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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04/07/2022: Inej returns miserable from the sea; Kaz helps her wash-up and sleep
Kaz found her perched atop the attic window, dried tear tracks evident on her face.
She had docked in Ketterdam this morning. But she neither paid a visit to the Van Eck mansion nor ventured around the city as the Wraith. She didn't do any of her routine activities.
He locked the door and went to the bathroom he'd got installed in this place a few years ago. Turning the two spigots of the bathtub, he set the water temperature to slightly warm and returned to the main room.
Inej was still sitting by the window. Something grave must've happened at the true sea to have left her so.
Kaz propped his cane by the desk and shrugged off his leather gloves and coat. He undid the cuff links on his shirt and rolled up its sleeves. Then shutting his eyes, he breathed deeply to brace himself for the upcoming contact.
The waves didn't lap at him anymore. Especially not when he touched Inej. But he still chose to take extra precautions.
He walked up to Inej and picked her up. She didn't flinch or show any signs of discomfort so he carried her to the bathroom, shutting the door with his good leg.
Inside, he met her gaze once, silently asking permission. And when she nodded barely, he began to gently remove her clothes– her knives, the long coat, the quilted vest, a few more knives, the slip of a tunic, the pants and boots, and the underwear. He proceeded to untie her braid and threaded his fingers slowly through the hair to untangle the strands.
For a moment, Kaz stood bedazzled. Even though there were plenty of times he had seen her like that. Touched her like that. Done extremely unsaintly things with her like that.
Mentally berating and reminding himself what they were there for, he picked up Inej again and laid her in the warm water of the bathtub. He scrubbed off the grime and blood from her body and washed her hair. Through it all, Inej looked around occasionally but uttered no words.
Afterward, Kaz slipped her into one of his old shirts and carried her to the bed.
There, in the darkness surrounding the room, she curled into herself, head nuzzling his chest, and wept. Kaz felt the wetness of her tears soaking his shirt, her sobs reverberating through him into the hush of the night.
“They died, Kaz! Five little girls.” Inej cried painfully. “I couldn't save them all..”
Kaz wrapped his arms around her frame and drew her closer. He couldn't ask her to simply move on. How could he when he blamed himself for Jordie's death? For being small and weak? It was stupid to hold oneself accountable for things one couldn't control. But forgiving oneself for it, was equally difficult.
So instead, he assured her, “Inej, it's alright. I know you tried your best.”
She wept some more and Kaz could only hold her until sleep blessed their tired forms.
» 7/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
another story premise that has been in my head for a while but there are times when you just don't want to expand too much on it. so here it is, converted into a mini fic :) hope you guys liked it ♥
ohh! and they're definitely fully grown adults here (if it isn't already obvious)
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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18/06/2022: Inej and Kaz make a deal
"Guess my throat has cultivated a taste for the burn of your spicy tea."
Inej nearly slips from her comfortable perch atop the attic window.
The said tea is pretty common amongst her people. She remembers her mother making it for her whenever she was suffering from coughs and sore throats. The spices paired with the heat of the beverage itself help recover faster. The first time she had made it at the Slat was a particularly chilly night. Many of the Dregs were suffering from cold so she had gone the extra mile and purchased some of the spices from a small Suli restaurant in Little Ravka.
Amidst offering hot mugs to Anika and Pim, she had seen Jesper push one into Kaz's palm. Though he was reluctant, he downed the whole thing. And it seems, he's come to like it?
She averts her gaze from her small murder of crows to look at Kaz. His coffee-brown eyes are squinted in concentration over some ledgers before him. She wonders if it's the hours spent idling in his room that are causing her brain to conjure things up or did he actually compliment her tea?
Nevertheless, she decides to give herself the benefit of the doubt. “Would you like some?”
He looks up. “Will you make some?”
“Depends..” she strokes her braid behind her neck, aware of Kaz's eyes intently watching the gesture.
“I want some of those smaller, slimmer knives,” She says. “The ones that can be strapped and concealed under the sleeves.”
“I see you have acquired a taste for violence.” He responds, a brow raised  in amusement.
She shrugs. “Must be the company I keep.”
His traitorous lips twitch into a smirk. “Fine, the deal is the deal.”
» 4/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
i've had the first two lines in my drafts since 6 months so i decided to turn this idea into a mini kanej fic ♥
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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26/06/2022: Mary ties Vin's hair into a ponytail
Mary leaves Vin sitting cross-legged at the foot of the couch in their living room.
She returns with a comb and a hand mirror from the bathroom, and plops on top of the couch, legs hanging at either side of his biceps.
“Remind me why we're doing this?” Vin asks, his fingers stroking imaginary patterns on her feet.
“So I can make your unkempt hair a bit more decent and likable.” She replies, examining his neck-length locks from different angles.
“Ugh...Isn't just washing it enough?”
“Absolutely not you idiot!”
First, he suddenly decides to refine his fighting skills. Then disappears for a month into the mountains. And when he finally comes back, his priority isn't even brushing his teeth or getting a haircut. Nope. Instead, he goes and gets himself kidnapped by some jerks who run an underground fighting ring and happen to know about him murdering a guy.
She exhales a breath to clear her head and picks up the comb. Slowly, she runs it through his dark locks, gently smoothing the tangles here and there.
He hums in approval, eyelids drifting shut as he leans back into the couch. “'kay, this is kinda relaxing.”
“Of course it is.”
When satisfied with her combing, she tugs off the hair tie around her wrist and uses it to fasten his hair into a small ponytail.
He grabs the hand mirror from her side and surveys her work. “Not bad.”
“What do you say?” He turns slightly, laying an arm over her knees.
She looks down at him, dark blue pools falling upon his mismatched ones. Despite her efforts to tuck the hair away from his forehead, a few stray strands have managed to escape and frame his face.
Now she may not admit it outright but he does look kinda…cool? Handsome even? She nearly pukes at the thought of using such adjectives to address him of all people.
“Huhh” He drawls out teasingly at her lack of response. “No words?”
She shoves his arm off her knees.
“Ohh no!” He perks up like a child as realization dawns on him. “Can it be– do you actually find me attractive this way?” He inches closer, grinning in amusement. “With my hair tied?”
Mary feels a traitorous blush spreading wildly across her cheeks. She brings up an arm to cover it as she pushes his face away. “Shut up punk!”
» 6/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
this is sorta inspired by a vinmary fanart i saw on twitter, where Vin's hair was tied into a little ponytail
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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14/06/2022: Thena picks that apron for Gilgamesh
“This one?”
Gilgamesh stares skeptically at the article of clothing Thena presents to him. It's an adorable cooking apron with a small chef doodled on it. The said chef is surrounded by little hearts, his lips pursed. And the accompanying text, scrawled right below him, says: ‘kiss the cook’.
“Yes,” she says, genuinely oblivious of his concern regarding the apron.
He looks around the convenience store and insists. “There's so many to pick from. You should go through more.”
She shakes her head confidently. “I like this one.”
It isn't the first time Thena has made some sort of eccentric choice or done something unconventional in public. But despite the apron being cute, it isn't even close to Thena's taste or style. So he wonders out loud. “Why?”
She smiles at his confusion, eyes alight with pure joy and he thinks that he loves to see her like this. Roaming peacefully amongst the people, her mind not tormenting her for once.
She steps closer and answers his query, “Because it suits you.”
“And..” she pauses to inch her face towards his and before the strongest eternal can even discern what's happening, her full lips press against his cheek. Feather-light yet lingering. “.. every time you cook something, I can kiss you.”
Gilgamesh feels the rapid spread of a rosy tint across his cheeks. Not merely due to the honest admission but also the sincerity in her words.
Several humans around the nearby aisles pause amidst their own shopping to stare at them; some curious, others disgusted at the gesture of affection.
“Ahhh..” he exhales, rubbing his neck bashfully. “You don't need an apron to do that.”
She tilts her head and raises a brow mischievously. “Do what?”
If possible, his blush grows a shade darker. Now she is just messing with him.
He slaps the air dismissively and scurries off towards the cashier, completely ignoring a chuckling Thena following right behind.
» 2/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
i like to think that on Thena's good days (when her past memories aren't plaguing her and she isn't too prone to hurt anyone), Gilgamesh takes her out to the nearby towns for shopping or other mundane stuff.
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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05/07/2022: Thena's attempt at making breakfast for Gilgamesh
For Thenamesh Week 2022 (@thenamesh )
Day 4: Canon AU
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Thena stares blankly at Gilgamesh's palm concealing the evident smile on his face and then at the tray in her hands. The omelettes aren't even close to the perfect circular ones that he makes while the bread slices look too burnt to pass as edible. But at least she managed to chop the strawberries and avocado without accidentally cutting herself. And she barely spilled a drop of the orange juice when pouring a glass for him.
This morning she had woken up with the determination to whip him a delicious breakfast as he does for her every day. She had wanted to repay a little of the love and care he puts into everything he does for her but the result clearly isn't very flattering.
“This didn't work out as I had intended,” she states the obvious.
His concealed smile stretches into an amused grin and he finally lowers his palm to take the tray from her hands and gently puts it on his bed. “Well nobody's perfect. Not even the fierce and brave goddess of war Thena.”
“You don’t have to be kind.” She huffs.
“No, I don’t.” He chuckles, his eyes crinkling in happy crescent moons, “but I do appreciate the gesture.”
She can't help herself from smiling back. “Thank you for appreciating this goddess despite her poor culinary skills.”
» 8/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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Manika's Mini Fics [Read on AO3]
a self-indulgent, writing challenge to keep myself in the habit of writing.
here i'll post a mini fic (100~500 words) ALMOST daily based on a little idea or a random thought i had about my favorite fictional characters, ships, etc..
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1: Mary steals Vin's shirt (Vin Jin/Mary Kim | Lookism)
2: Thena picks that apron for Gilgamesh (Thena/Gilgamesh | Eternals)
3: Phastos's first encounter with Ben (Phastos/Ben | Eternals)
4: Inej and Kaz make a deal (Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa | Six of Crows)
5: Matthias and Nina's son asks Kaz if he's a Demjin (Kaz Brekker & Soren | Six of Crows)
6: Mary ties Vin's hair into a ponytail (Vin Jin/Mary Kim | Lookism)
7: Inej returns miserable from the sea; Kaz helps her wash-up & sleep (Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa | Six of Crows)
8: Thena's attempt at making breakfast for Gilgamesh (Thena/Gilgamesh | Eternals)
9: Adrien tries a different method (Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir)
10: Marinette struggles against Adrien's charms (Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir)
11: Mary doesn't regret her choice (Vin Jin/Mary Kim | Lookism)
12: Gojo places a bet with Mei Mei (Satoru Gojo/Utahime Iori | Jujutsu Kaisen)
13: Gojo finds Utahime in his shirt (Satoru Gojo/Utahime Iori | Jujutsu Kaisen)
14: Utahime offers her ice-cream to Gojo as a payback (Satoru Gojo/Utahime Iori | Jujutsu Kaisen)
15: Nina and Matthias’s son asks Kaz if he’s a bad person (Kaz Brekker & Soren | Six of Crows)
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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01/10/2022: Mary doesn't regret her choice
For Fictober 2022
October 1: “I chose you.”
Prompt by: @fictober-event
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“Do you regret it?”
They are at the local park, sitting on swings that are clearly not intended for people their age, and enjoying fresh cones of ice creams.
Mary takes a small bite from her scoop of black licorice and turns her head towards him. “What?”
“Leaving Cheonliang.” Vin elaborates, licking his own passion fruit and mango flavored scoop, “Do you regret it?”
She nearly scoffs. Lately– No– Ever since his return from that den of Workers or whatever crew he had told her about, he's been asking this a lot. Do you miss Cheonliang? Wanna go back for a while? Seoul guys aren't all that attractive, right? Rephrasing and changing words but asking the same thing over and over everyday as if expecting her to respond differently. Say something she hasn't said before. But she won't give him the answer he needs unless he stops being a coward and asks her outright.
And that's exactly what she tells him. “You won't get the right answer if you keep asking the wrong question.”
Vin hums and kicks the ground lightly with his feet, making the swing motion back and forth a little. Then, with his head cocked away from her, he mutters in a hesitant tone. “Do you regret coming with me?”
She smiles. So this is what's been bothering him.
She has no idea what he encountered inside that game ring because he has yet to talk properly about it. That, and he's just bad when it comes to explanations in general. Nonetheless, he has changed since that day he came back. It's astounding for her to admit this to herself but he's been less idiotic and more…focused? Almost as if preparing to face something dreadful that is bound to happen soon. Which is probably why he's so concerned. He's worried that he'll drag her into the mess and that she'll suffer all over again. Just like she did back in Cheonliang.
“I don't regret it.” She says, taking another bite from her ice-cream, savoring the bitterness of licorice.
“Why?” He whips his head at her now.
She isn't sure so she shrugs her shoulders and utters the first thought that pops up in her mind. “Cause we're friends.”
“Mary,” He lowers his head, dark locks falling over his sunglasses. “You're not obligated to be friends with a murderer.”
“Is that so?” She says in a singsong teasing voice, eyes following the melting trail created by his ice-cream going down the cone, and even further down his fingers.
He doesn't say anything.
“I chose you.” She declares firmly. “It was either Cheonliang or you. So I made my choice. And I do not regret coming with you.”
“Mary–”
“Ohh god! Clean this!” She points at the dripping yellow ice-cream and throws her piece of napkin at him before he can spout some sappy lines about how grateful he is to have her.
Vin scoffs in amusement as he catches the napkin. “Alright.”
» 11/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
lol, this was written in a haste, so ignore any errors..i really love writing these two sm ♥
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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15/06/2022: Phastos's first encounter with Ben
Phastos's intelligence has brought forth prosperity as well as devastation to this planet. He has witnessed humanity thrive and plummet right before his eyes. He is the master of creation, the smartest eternal. Yet he finds himself dumbstruck at the sight of the bearded man in front of him.
He peels his eyes away from the stranger's smile and asks the question he is sure he had asked just a moment ago. “What?”
The man seems to be a patient individual for he repeats his response once more. “You had dropped this.” He waves a brown, leather wallet at him. “Near the park's entrance.”
Phastos stares at him. On a crowded street during the Christmas eve, no one would bother if someone accidentally lost their wallet or even a child. Everyone is far too busy with their own lives to concern themselves with others. So then, why did this man waste his precious time being kind to Phastos?
“Thanks.” He accepts his wallet and shoves it back into his coat's pocket. And before he can stop himself, the offensive words slip out. “You didn't have to.”
The man smiles again. “Yes. But I chose to.”
“I..um–”
“It's alright.” The unknown man's gaze is empathetic now. “The blip took a lot from this world. And it must be hard enduring your loss. But it will get better. You will heal.”
The man turns to leave.
Phastos closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Loud explosions and thousands of innocent screams echo in his ears. They never leave him. He hasn't simply lost his faith in humanity but also lost himself.
But for some reason, this stranger sparks hope within him again.
“H-how?” He stutters to the stranger's departing form. “How do I heal?”
The man turns his head in surprise. Then he retreats and answers. “You're already doing it.”
“The first step towards healing is wanting to heal.” He explains and offers a hand to Phastos. “I'm Ben.”
Phastos blinks. Then slowly raises his arm and shakes Ben's hand. “Phastos.”
» 3/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
Ben definitely restored Phastos's faith in humanity. And i just love these two. So i might write more fics for them ♥
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manikas-whims · 2 years
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Was there a specific prompt you saw for your writing challenge or did you decide on something and committed to it? :0
If its about my mini fics series, then sorry dear anon, i decided on it and yeah..sorta committed to it.
There's no prompt list.
think: you get a random idea about a character, for example, character A always takes their tea with extra sugar and character B nitpicks about that. So i write a tiny fic about just that scenario, ranging from 100-500 words only (kinda like drabbles)
hope this helps :)
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manikas-whims · 10 months
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14/07/23: Gojo finds Utahime in his shirt
based on THIS prompt by Daily GojoHime Prompts on twitter
NSFW // minors dni
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“Is that my shirt?”
Satoru asks even though the collar draping down her dainty shoulder and the overall length covering her ass make it obvious.
She's lying in bed looking at her phone as she replies. “Yeah”
Fuck.
She's aware of the effect she has on him and yet she tests him.
He shuts the door and approaches the bed, post-mission weariness completely forgotten at the alluring sight in his bed.
He hugs Utahime from behind and kisses her neck, lips lingering there as a hand snatches her phone away whilst the other slowly slips under the shirt. His shirt.
She moans, her hips instinctively pushing into the rapidly tightening crotch of his pants.
He drags the collar all the way down her shoulder and places a kiss there, hand stopping upon the hem of her silk panties. His fingers rub over the fabric then slowly slip beneath.
Utahime breathes deeply, the sudden direct contact with his cold fingers overwhelming her senses.
He loves this side of her so much. Always coming undone by his ministrations.
Well, it's her fault. She should've known what seeing her in his shirt does to his heart and his dick.
He rubs her clit slowly but as she starts getting accustomed to the feeling, his fingers increase their pace. Punish her for tempting him when he had been looking forward to rest and relax.
“Sa..Satoru! Stop!” She pleads yet her hips continue to move in tandem with his fingers.
“Sorry Hime,” He nips at her ear, his other hand coming up to squeeze her breast as he murmurs. “Request denied.”
She's getting slicker with every stroke of his long fingers, breathing shallower when suddenly she uses all her meagre strength to escape his hold and yells. “STOP!!!”
He pouts immediately, arms reaching out for her.
She steps further away on shaky legs and licks her lips, tries collecting her thoughts.
“Why?” He whines, uncaring if he sounds like a starving, needy child.
She shakes her head in absolute negation. “Cause Satoru, you reek.”
Satoru looks at her, hoping his adorable, shiny puppy-dog eyes can convince her into a quickie but unfortunately the woman he's fallen for is not one who bends easily to his whims like the rest. And he's left with no choice but to comply like a good kid and head towards the shower.
» 13/? of Manika's Mini Fics «
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manikas-whims · 9 months
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28/07/23: Utahime offers her ice-cream to Gojo as a payback
based on THIS prompt by Daily GojoHime Prompts on twitter
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Utahime watched Gojo smiling at the ridiculous triple scoops of chocolate, blueberry and mango flavors on his ice-cream cone. She was equal parts horrified and impressed at how he was managing to balance them with such ease. But then again, if she asked him about it, he'd probably say something along the lines of how its nothing for the strongest sorcerer.
She rolled her eyes and took a lick of her own scoop of strawberry ice-cream. Just minutes ago she'd been studying in her dorm room when Shoko showed up at her doorstep, asking her to grab ice-cream together since it was a hot day. She had agreed readily without realising that Shoko's “together” included Geto Suguru and the insufferable Gojo Satoru.
And by the way, where was Shoko? She and Geto were taking far too long to get their scoops.
Utahime turned around in search of her dear kouhai, her shoulder accidentally bumping with Gojo's, causing his atrocious triple scoop ice-cream to fall on his shoes.
Shit!
Hesitantly she looked up, only to find the biggest blue, kitten-like eyes glistening with tears in them. “Utahime, you're so mean.”
Usually she doesn't care but for some reason his words caused a sharp pang in her chest.
“Now now,” She shrugged with a hand, trying to appease this child. “It was an accident.”
“Liar! You were jealous because mine was better than yours. You did it on purpose!”
She bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from yelling at such a stupid accusation.
“Uh huh? And why the heck was your infinity turned off!?”
“Don't bring my powers into this when its your own fault!”
“I said it was an accident!”
“Boo!” He wagged his tongue at her. “Payback!”
“Haahh!? Why should I?”
“Cause you're a jealous liar!”
The young heir to the Gojo clan pouted, head dramatically cocked to the side.
Utahime groaned. She wasn't cut out to deal with this boy's childish tantrums like his classmates were. So she simply decided to go with the easiest solution.
“Fine, ” She sighed, bringing her hand out to offer her own ice-cream to him. “You can have mine.”
The sudden offer seemed to have stunned him for words for Gojo stared dubiously at the cone of strawberry delight that was starting to melt in the sun. Then, looked back at her. “For real?”
“Yeah yeah.” She rolled her eyes as she pushed the cone into his hand, ignoring the way their fingers brushed momentarily. “For real.”
Gojo smiled, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and leaned his face down towards hers. “Then, can I have a kiss too?”
“Idiot!” Utahime shoved his face away, ignoring the obvious blush on her cheeks. “Don't push your luck!”
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04/08/2022: Adrien tries a different method
☆ Read Marinette's version of this fic HERE
Inspired by MLB Season 5 Ep2: Multiplication but instead of trying to kiss her cheek, Adrien tries something else..;)
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Adrien exhaled a breath as he stepped out of his car.
As always, he found his friends standing by the sidewalk before the stairs that led up to the main building of their school. He shut the car door and walked up to them. A high-five with Nino. A fist-bump with Alya. Then he turned towards her. Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Since the past three days, he'd been making daily attempts at initiating a La Bise with her but to no avail. From the more-than-usual discomfort evident in her awkward body language and her forced smile, it was obvious the bluenette didn't want her cheeks being kissed. And Adrien should've respected that..accepted his defeat. Except this was Marinette! She was special. It took his dumbass too long to realize how much more she meant to him than just a regular friend. As such, he wanted to repay her for her continued kindness and support.
Yet the moment he tried again, she backed away, crackling his glass heart a little more. He wondered why she readily accepted and even returned the gesture when Chat Noir did it. Why did she not flinch or show any ounce of repulsion back then? Why was she so much more comfortable with his alter ego when they were both the same person?
Maybe it was the mask and the anonymity that came with it. But he knew it wasn't entirely his superhero privileges that allowed Chat to drop by unannounced at her balcony every now and then. She truly enjoyed his company and was far more genuine during those moments. Adrien aspired to attain that level of trust with her even in his civilian form. And if that meant pulling out some of his cat-like charms, he gladly would.
So this time when Marinette grinned toothily at him and offered an awkward handshake, Adrien clasped his fingers around hers instead of relenting. He then leant forward and pressed his lips against the back of her palm, lingering barely for a moment but not too long to make it seem overly forward.
“Good morning, Prin- Marinette.” He covered the almost slip-up with a small quirk of his lips.
The said girl stood silent for a moment as if astounded by the gesture. Her eyes slowly flitted to her hand, which was still held by his own. Adrien took note of the rapidly spreading pink hue across her face as she retracted her palm and stumbled backward.
“Goodbye– No! I mean– G-Good morning to you too!”
Adrien smiled. At least she responded to his greeting. This should do for now.
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this is the first time i've written something for the mlb fandom. let me know your thoughts in replies/reblogs.
i'll rewrite this same mini fic from Marinette's pov soon :3
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