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neonscandal · 5 months

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A Fever in Spring

Chapter 4: Not in the Forecast

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Pairing(s): Sasaki x Miyano, Kagiura x Hirano

Genre: Fluff

Chapter Word Count: 1.8K

Status: Ongoing

Chapter Summary: With Miyano effectively sidelined by worrying himself sick, things start to transpire between Hirano and Kagiura which neither saw coming.

EXCERPT

If Hirano tensed, it was but a split second and not enough to draw his roommate’s notice. He lowered himself slowly back into place respecting the daily 10 second rule of contact they’d imposed. He breathed shallowly against Kagiura’s chest as he felt the reverberation of his every word pass through his own body.

“Uhhh… morning…?” Hirano muttered groggily, suddenly hyper aware of the phenomenon of his own morning breath as he slowly drew his comforter around his face. This gesture had nothing to do with his proximity to his kohai (of which he also became keenly aware) or the inquisitive finger that hung between them. It may have had a little to do with camouflaging a delicate warmth that had blossomed across his cheeks and was beginning to make its way to his ears… but only maybe.

“I wasn’t-” Kagiura rushed to explain, his eyes wild. Desperate to create space and respect Hirano’s personal boundaries, he pushed himself frantically to the edge of the twin bed they shared.

Hirano shot both hands out to grab Kagiura by the collar just before he tumbled dramatically out of bed, limbs akimbo with a loud thump. The weight of his body dragged Hirano to partially land on his chest, legs still anchored and splayed across the bed. Hirano’s unnaturally curved back drove his chin into Kagiura’s collarbone.

Kagiura’s breath caught in his throat as he processed the unprecedented contact. “I-I guess I better start counting…” he breathed, raising his hands defensively as if caught in the midst of a crime.

“I-I can feel it…” Miyano gasped, his eyes blurring as his temperature spiked.

“What? Oh honey,” Yuki Miyano sighed as she pulled the back of her hand from her son’s forehead. “I wonder if someone else can cover that client presentation today…”

Recovering from his daze, Miyano shook his head of his thoughts, certain whatever euphoria had overcome him was a product of his own fever. “Mom, I’m fine. Just some meds and rest, you can’t miss that. Besides, you’ve been working so hard.”

Yuki looked worriedly into big, pleading eyes. “Yoshi-chan…” she trailed off.

“I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself. It’s just a fool’s cold, after all! I’ll be right as rain tomorrow, Mom. Promise.”

Yuki weighed her options to better compromise. Her husband would be out of town for two more days and this was, effectively, her busy season. “If you can finish breakfast and your morning meds, I’ll be back before your second dose. I can leave right after my offsite presentation and bring lunch!”

“You don’t have to do that…” Miyano halfheartedly rolled his eyes as beads of sweat gathered along his frail neck.

“I’m your mother, Yo. Let me mother,” she smiled, caressing the side of his damp face. “You’ll be off to college before I know it. Besides, you always get so cute when you’re sick. How many more times will I get to see this side of you?”

“Never again.” Miyano responded flatly. He grimaced, as she swiftly refreshed his fever patch. She was enjoying this too much which caused his face to scrunch up cutely, inspiring a mirthful laugh from his mother. “I’m never going to be sick again.”

“Exactly. Why would I want to miss a moment if it can be helped!” she smiled discarding the used patch as Miyano pouted. “If you need me, I’m only a call away. Be strong while I’m gone!” she called as she left his room to prepare for work.

“Ugh, it’s fine,” Hirano groaned, breaking the silence as he pushed himself off of Kagiura who’d gone still beneath him.

“No, I mean... This counts. I would never want to press you for contact outside of… the ten seconds. I wasn’t going to then either.” Kagiura breathed. Brazenly, he relaxed his arms, which had been raised in a mock surrender, to fall gently across Hirano’s back in an embrace.

“10.” Kagiura began quietly.

Hirano turned his sharp eyes inward toward Kagiura’s Adam’s apple, uncertain where else to look with such proximity.

“9.” With this, Kagiura had settled his arms comfortably in an arrangement that felt… natural.

“8.” he smiled shyly, disbelieving that this was how they were spending their 10 seconds. He’d have been content with a handhold.

“Then. Then? I wish you’d explain that finger then…” Hirano thought, rolling his eyes and glad his face was obscured. He wasn’t sure how Kagiura would interpret the gesture and, these days, he was very sensitive to Hirano’s everything.

“7. Is it.. okay if I move a bit?”

“Is the question another second?” Hirano considered dryly before answering. “Within reason.”

“6.” With Hirano’s probationary permission granted, Kagiura delicately lowered one hand across the small of his back. “Like lovers,” he rationalized internally.

Hirano was unmoved so he didn’t throw a flag on the play but questioned if this was all Kagiura had in mind when he envisioned a relationship with one another.

“5.” Kagiura swallowed nervously.

The swallow passed through his Adam’s apple which Hirano’s gaze had been trained upon for quite some time. With his weight partially on Kagiura, it felt like he had front row seats to his every bodily function. Such that he could hear the onset of Kagiura gathering the spit in his mouth, hear the swish as it made its way down his throat and pass into oblivion down the rest of his digestive system. From a scientific standpoint, he was somewhat intrigued if only to similarly hear, quite loudly, the persistent beat of his heart and the air swelling in his lungs. “Digestive, cardiovascular, respiratory… what other systems are at play in this moment?” he pondered, seemingly trying to busy himself for the remaining seconds.

“4.” Kagiura’s voice cracked subtly as he painstakingly began to drag his other hand up Hirano’s spine feeling the imperceptible knots of his vertebrae through the thin fabric of his night shirt.

Hirano’s eyes widened. “I guess even at this distance, I still can’t hear the wheels turning up there, can I?” he surmised, pondering how far Kagiura was going to press in these 10 seconds.

“3.” As Kagiura’s open palm finally reached the base of Hirano’s neck, he marveled in how soothed he felt with his senpai wrapped in his arms. This was what he wanted. The safety and affection that his parents had for one another as it extended between he and Hirano. So much so that he willed his intentions to bleed through his very fingertips.

Hirano’s sighed against Kagiura’s chest, waiting to run out the clock on this experiment until-

“2.” Briefly, Kagiura drew his fingers into a grab of sorts. His palm, no longer against Hirano’s neck, twisted a bit like the squeeze of a massage that allowed the tips of his fingers to lightly scratch at the skin just below the back of Hirano’s collar.

Hirano’s eyes widened minutely. He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck raise in protest… or something as Kagiura’s finger pads danced lazily across his skin. Still. Nothing that would cause him to tell Kagiura to stop.

“1.” Kagiura whispered as he raised all but two fingers from Hirano’s neck which gently carved a thin line against the grain of his nape and into the thick of his hair. Deliberately, he applied slightly more pressure as his remaining three fingers combed through blonde bedhead. As his digits united in the mess of hair, they pointed, nail downward, and spread outward until his palm lay flat against Hirano’s skull.

Hirano shivered slightly at the sudden change in sensation. The air between them felt charged with such an intimate hold. His eyes slowly moved left to right as he considered how best to untangle himself from the gentle hands of his kohai so his movements were on a similar level of consideration. To shirk and rush away felt like it would incredibly insensitive and would not return the energy he felt was bestowed upon him appropriately. It felt… at odds with his expectations in the sense that nothing that transpired pushed any boundaries at all. Rather, he felt incredibly comfortable. “Not that Kagi-kun would ever do anything inappropriate or harmful. I suppose I figured this would somehow be off-putting. Though, since the institution of the 10 second rule, Kagi-kun’s never done anything that didn’t feel perfectly fine.”

Kagiura didn’t know what to do with the extra time that seemed to pass between his fingers. He’d counted down and Hirano didn’t make a move. It was almost enough to make him think he’d enjoyed these 10 seconds… almost. Even so, he considered the delicate balance at work within these stolen moments. Beneath Hirano, he couldn’t exactly do anything to separate them. He could remove his arms from his back but what was that going to do? But maybe, just maybe- “No, the 10 seconds have ended. I have to respect that. If he’s ever going to miss my touch, it’ll have to be because of the absence of it, right? Is that what Niibashi was getting at?” he wrestled internally as he lightly loosened his grasp.

“Hiranooo, Kagiuraaa, everything alright? I heard a crash!” the unmistakable singsong voice of their dorm head bled under the door, effectively punctuating the moment.

Hirano rose with a start as Kagiura’s arms fell from around him. “We’re fine!” they yelled in unison as they both wondered whether Hirano’s sudden scramble back onto his bed sounded as suspicious on the other side of the door.

“Just checkinggg,” Hanzawa drawled cheekily.

“At least you’re up now, Kagi-kun,” Hirano exhaled trying to behave as normally as possible. He fell flat on his back, back onto his bed, his arms spread in a T-pose.

“Yea,” Kagiura breathed from the floor. His body remembering the feeling of his senpai’s upper body pressed into him. His arms splayed wistfully as he processed the interaction.

Moments passed in silence. The sounds from the hall seemed to echo within the quiet of their room as the early risers began preparing for early breakfasts, lectures, practices or meetings.

“Shouldn’t you… get ready for practice?” Hirano asked, his eyebrows knit curiously.

“Yea.” Kagiura nodded still unable to accept his fortuitous luck today.

Still, no movement came from below. Hirano shook his head wondering if Kagiura had actually managed to fall back asleep before rolling to peer over the side of his bed. He snorted at the dazed smile that spread from ear to ear on his roommate’s face. “You’re going to be late,” he couldn’t help but smile as he grabbed his pillow and lightly launched it at the younger boy.

“Yea, yea,” Kagiura chuckled. “I could run a marathon right now,” his thoughts brought another silly grin to his face. Practice was going to be a breeze.

A/N: I'm backkkkk. For some reason, my tumblr has been showing weird words so, just in case I start only posting fics on ao3 (sporadic as it may be), feel free to look me up there!

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italeean · 4 months

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The time of forgiveness... or not

A/N: Hellooo 💕 It feels like forever since I've last posted content on this blog, and I apologize for that... let's say that med school has been draining 😓 Anyway, I'll try to be more active starting from this year, although I'll make no promises because my first exam session is approaching, and I'll start with my gift for @tickles-and-cuddles for the @squealing-santa event! I wish you the happiest Christmas, my dear Star 💚🤍❤️ I can't not mention @hypahticklish and thank her for hosting this wonderful event! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! ✨️

WARNING: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste, I don't suggest you read it

They said Christmas was the time of generosity, warmth, family, forgiveness... Well... Sasaki agreed with that, except for the forgiveness part. He was out for revenge, and he planned on showing no mercy.

Miyano, who had been spending the last couple of days at the redhead's place, thought it was a nice prank to splash him with water when he tried to kiss him in the morning, so he needed to return the favor... but how?

Hiding one of his manga volumes? Nah, too predictable, and Miyano would probably find it too soon. Pretending to be mad at him? Absolutely not, Miyano would get anxious and that wasn't Sasaki's plan. Splashing him back? Too easy... not the right idea

The older guy kept thinking and thinking, until the perfect idea came to his mind. He smirked, happy with his plan, and went to set everything up.

That evening, when Miyano came home, he called for his boyfriend but no one responded. He looked for him everywhere, and when he entered the living room, his eyes widened.

"Sasaki what the-?!"

His partner was on the couch with a cozy blanket and two mugs of hot chocolate on the table. "Welcome home, Miyano! Come here, I wanna cuddle with you~"

Miyano's face became so red that it was glowing, but he eventually obliged. The two students huddled on the couch, the taller one holding the other, and the dark-haired boy had to admit that it was pretty comfy thanks to the blanket and the sweet aroma of chocolate coming from the mugs.

At least until Sasaki started talking...

"So... I hope you enjoyed splashing me this morning..." Oh no, Miyano had completely forgotten about that! "Because I can't say I did~" The kouhai was on high alert now. He was sure that his boyfriend wasn't angry, but his tone was even more concerning. He was up to something, and Miyano understood what he was up to when he felt his fingers tightening around his sides.

Oh shoot... he had to act quickly! Without thinking twice about it, he turned around and dug his fingers into Sasaki's underarms, eliciting a gasp and some giggles. However, his advantage didn't last long. His lover grabbed his wrists, lifted him up and turned him around, making his back lean on his chest and keeping his hands pinned against his own chest.

"Tsk tsk... first you splash me and then you dare to tickle me? The audacity... someone must teach you manners~" "Wait Sasaki I didn't mean i- gaaahahahaha noooo!!" Before Miyano could even try to justify himself, five fingers dug into his poor tummy, squishing it and poking it without mercy.

The younger student squealed, laughed and kicked in the air, but his hands couldn't get free from his partner's grasp. "That's what you get! How do you like this? Does it tickle?" The redhead was surely enjoying himself, a little too much according to the kouhai, but it's not like he was gonna stop any time soon... not at all, actually. He chuckled at how his boyfriend shrieked when he wormed his hand under his shirt to tickle him even better (or worse... depends on the point of view)

"PFF- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU..! YOHOU'RE A MONSTEHEHEHER!!" The younger one scream-laughed when he felt the redhead's nails softly scraping on his skin. They felt excruciatingly soft, which made it all more tickly for him.

Sasaki, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. His lover was in his arms, laughing gleefully and secretly enjoying himself. Well... not so secretly, since he knew about it... let's say he thought he was being secretive, without thinking that Sasaki could read him like a book.

"A monster? Now I'm hurt!" The taller guy fake-gasped at Miyano's words, "Now I'll show you what a true monster would do~" In that instant, a sneaky finger dug into the kouhai's belly button and wiggled around, causing a loud stream of giggles, snorts, squeals and pleas to come from the smaller guy.

"PLEASE PLEASE STAHAHAHA-" Suddenly, his laughter went silent, and the taller guy took it as his cue to stop. The dark-haired boy panted and took greedy breaths, welcoming as much oxygen as he could in his lungs. "That was mean..." He whined, making the senpai chuckle.

"You're lucky I didn't go for your feet~" The redhead replied. That sentence alone caused a shiver to run down the shorter guy's spine. "You're lucky I'm feeling kind thanks to the Christmas spirit... I won't go for your feet this time. Take it as one of my Christmas gifts."

The two guys layed there for a second, enjoying each other's presence. "So... the chocolate should be still warm. How about you take a sip while I put on a cozy movie?" Sasaki asked, watching his lover's face light up at the proposition. He didn't need a verbal ansewer, his gleeful smile was more than enough for him.

The rest of the evening went on peacefully, with fluffy Christmas movies, hot chocolate, lots of laughter and warmth. After all, Christmas is the time of warmth and family.

#ss2k23 #squealing santa 2k23 #tickle fanfic #tickle fic #sasaki to miyano tickle #lee!miyano #ticklish!miyano #ler!sasaki

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anaharae-s · 3 months

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Esse ano eu quis começar de uma maneira diferente e me desafiar com as edições de capa e acabei encontrando esse desafio proposto pela conta @angellen, logo tratei de colocar em prático tudo que sabia e assistir inúmeros vídeos no YouTube para alguns estilos de capa que nunca havia feito.

A maioria das capas nesse post estão disponíveis para doação, então caso você veja e tenha interesse manda uma mensagem por aqui! ♥

Estilo: Clean / Tema: Sobrenatural

Confesso que a mistura do clean com sobrenatural me pegou desprevenida, mas foi então que lembrei dessa arte linda da @eerna e pensei ter tudo a ver usar. Noragami não é lá um fandom muito ativo, mas espero que gostem de ver essa edição.

Capa disponível para doação

Estilo: Romântica / Tema: Filmes

Pensa numa capa que me deu trabalho encontrar uma inspiração! Sinceramente, eu não sou uma grande fã de filmes de romance, então precisei buscar bastante na internet e pedir ajuda da @cham-stuff e @druh19 para conseguir usar a capa de Heartstopper como inspiração.

Capa doada

Estilo: Fluffy / Tema: Ballet

A fofura já faz parte do meu cotidiano, então das capas essa foi uma das mais tranquilas de se fazer, ainda mais quando usei a empolgação do pessoal com a categoria miraculous e criei algo com a protagonista.

Capa disponível para doação

Estilo: Divertida / Tema: Desenho Animado

Queria fazer algo com algum desenho que remetesse a minha infância, então eu lembrei de uma das versões das Meninas Super Poderosas (Geração Z, provavelmente quase ninguém viu) e uni a arte da maravilhosa @shi-yin-drawings e quanto ao título a inspiração veio enquanto assistia Galinho Chicken Little 😂

Capa doada

Estilo: Colagem / Tema: Colegial

Essa foi uma das capas que mais me deu trabalho, eu queria fazer algo diferente e me inspirar em capistas como a @maridrista e o @kenjicopy então me arrisquei na colagem com muito mais elementos e imagens.

Capa doada

Estilo: Vintage / Tema: Literatura

O pedido de capa da @marol-27 veio em boa hora, sinceramente trouxe todo o ar retro da Londres antiga e junto a nostalgia da saga de Animais Fantásticos.

Estilo: Dark / Tema: Piratas

Estava com saudades de fazer edições 2D, então aproveitei o tema piratas para lembrar um dos meus primeiros pedidos de Piratas do Caribe.

Capa doada

Estilo: Sexy / Tema: Magia

Esse tema me fez quebra a cabeça por dias atrás de uma personagem que pudesse combinar com a temática, escolhi a Vanessa mesmo sem ver o anime e confesso que amei o resultado da edição (mesmo considerando que talvez não esteja tão sexy assim).

Capa disponível para doação

Estilo: Angst / Tema: Amor Proibido

Agradeço novamente a @cham-stuff e a @druh19 pela ideia de usar o shipp Yuriona! O estilo angst é um dos meus favoritos, então confesso que curtir bastante editar essa capa e o resultado. ‪‪❤︎‬

Capa doada

Estilo: Manipulada / Tema: Cisne

Essa é oficialmente a capa que mais me deu dor de cabeça, entretanto é a minha favorita! Eu precisei dar um jeitinho, já que após ver tantos Watch me! no YouTube sobre como fazer uma manipulação de imagem, tentar e falhar miseravelmente percebi que isso não é comigo.

Então, recorri a usar a imagem com a autorização da @madbalalaika que realmente sabe manipular como ninguém.

‪‪❤︎‬ Para todos os capistas que fazem capas manipuladas, minha admiração por vocês só aumentou ainda mais, viu?

Capa doada

Estilo: Vetor / Tema: Música

Precisei de novo reforços da @cham-stuff dessa vez para me explicar o que era esse estilo e após ela me mostrar alguns modelos de referência consegui criar essa edição e concluir o desafio.

Capa disponível para doação

Muito obrigada por ler todo esse desabafo gigantesco e principalmente por tirarem um tempinho do dia de vocês admirando as minhas capas. ‪‪❤︎‬

#socialspirit #fanficcapa #capadefanfic #capista #anaharae #capa para doação #capa de doação #boku no hero fanfic #sasaki to miyano #miraculousladybug #piratas do caribe #noragami #Given #black clover

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totallyexhausted · 5 months

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Hirano wakes up one night to Kagiura crying (he has a serious migraine, maybe from getting knocked down at practice or something and he can’t get it to go away despite taking meds). Hirano being gentle in his own way, speaking softly, awkwardly comforting the younger, touching him or holding him or letting him put his head in Hirano’s lap or on his chest/ stomach because it makes the younger feel better… even if a little bit. Kagi’s headache is killing him, every noise grating in his ears, every light stabbing behind his eyes, every tiny movement making him nauseous and sending pulses of pain through his skull… Hirano’s soft fingers gliding through his hair comfortingly, rubbing along his temples or pressing a cold clothe against his eyes to help with pressure (like his mother used to do for him). All-in-all… it’s gunna be a long night.

#hirano to kagiura #sickfic #hirano and kagiura #kagiura akira #hirano taiga #sasaki to miyano #miyano yoshikazu #fanfic #sasaki shuumei #manga

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citruscon · 5 months

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Get cosy with us next week during our Sasaki and Miyano watch party!

Hop in the Happy Hour Server beforehand to join in: https://discord.gg/XNwuWNUr

#sasamiya #sasaki to miyano #sasaki and miyano #bl anime #bl manga #fanart #fanfic #fanwork #online convention #anime convention #yaoi #citruscon #citruscon2024

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star-gallery · 1 year

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nightwalker6200 · 1 year

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Kagiura is such a sunshine character, and i love him, but i want to see this sweet boi mad or hurt or visibly upset!!

#hirano and kagiura #hirano to kagiura #hirano taiga #hirakagi #kagihira #kagiura akira #manga #anime #miyano yoshikazu #sasaki and miyano #sasaki to miyano #sasaki shuumei #sasamiya #headcanon #kbs music bank #fanfiction #fanfics

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joeys-piano · 9 months

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A/N: Affectionately known as "Dude Bro & Queer Bestie", the story follows a comedic friendship I very much enjoyed from the source material. Loosely inspired by own experiences, I wanted to tell a story of two friends realizing what love means to them and how when in the teen years, you don't really know the words to describe what that feels like. But you know it -- you think you know it -- but from a queer lens, it isn't easy. And when you're a straight pal being asked for relationship advice, you want to give the best stuff that you can to help your bestie in their love life.

Summary

He was halfway through his protein—chicken, sliced in cutlets; a runny egg down his chopstick; rounds of pork floss between his teeth—when Ogasawara could swear an animal was going to jump him for his lunch. Or pounce him because it stared: below his waistline, and up his shirt, and even harder than the supposed friend stealing glances at the back of his neck. As a chew toy (sweet peaches, a hundred and fifty from the vending machine) fizzed and crackled like a ribcage. Or as poultry, down the centre. Ogasawara was no stranger to being sized up, but this was different. Familiarity and its shitty cousin (unfamiliar, rarity, pick any word from the dictionary) turned his best friend into a puppy; and he isn't paid enough—think none at all—to even press him if he'll fuck it off. Or leave him, ignore him. Grant him peace between the chicken and the white rice gathering crumbs for his final, perfect bite. As soon as he heard him, Sasaki. As soon as he heard him pop his name. And asked him like he knew this, because he was somehow a magic eight: "Do y'know what it's like to fall in love?" Ogasawara lost his chicken. "If that's you askin'–" "I like the guts in me, precisely where they are."

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#sasaki to miyano #sasaki and miyano #sasaki shuumei #ogasawara jirou #writing exercise #fanfic writing #fanfic writer #writeblr #writing community #sasaki to miyano fanfic #sasaki to miyano fanfiction

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sol-noire · 1 year

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Well, I just asked my dad if I can change my name/legal gender and... I got told once I turn 21 I’m allowed to do so - under the condition I pay for it myself. Which isn’t a no, so I’m opening writing commissions to help fund it! The goal is 100 USD - I need 65 for changing my name, and an undetermined amount for publication fees (the only price for this I can find is, indeed, 35, but it varies between publication). So please consider heading over to my Ko-fi to support me!

My ao3 is solnoire, and I can write for Pokemon (all canons), Digimon (Adventure - Frontier), Yugioh (DM - Sevens [Sevens is unfinished but I do not mind doing research to write the fic]), Horimiya, Sasaki to Miyano, Blue Period, Buddy Daddies, Sk8, Fullmetal Alchemist (03 and Brohood - 03 is my preferred canon though), Shades of Magic, Villains (by V.E. Schwab), and original fiction (must communicate with me ahead of time before requesting OCs!)

I’m open to genuinely anything, so please let me know if you’re interested!

#signal boost #trans signal boost #writing commissions #fanfic writing commissions #digimon #yugioh #pokemon #horimiya #sasaki to miyano #blue period #buddy daddies #sk8 the infinity #fullmetal alchemist #shades of magic #original fiction

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namelesspastel · 8 months

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Once Bitten....: Chapter 1

Hello! I'm Pastel, a Sasaki to Miyano fanfic writer. You can find me on AO3 under namelesspastel. This is the first chapter of one of my (personal) favorite stories I've written. Enjoy!!

In this world, vampires exist. No, they don’t exist like they do in the movies or in fiction, but they are real.

It’s been found that via modern science that rather than being bitten or something along those lines, vampires are actually just humans that go through a genetic mutation in the womb. Whatever mutation that is, causes vampirism; the need to drink blood to survive, a slow aging rate making them seem almost immortal, sensitivity to sunlight and heightened physical and mental abilities. Pure-blood vampires always need to drink blood directly from a living being in order to survive.

There are two ways vampires come to exist; a vampire is born between two vampires and a vampire is born between two humans – the baby have mutated before birth. These vampires are considered pure-blood vampires, and the older the vampire linage, the more pure they are considered.

The other way vampires come into existence is by a human and a vampire having a child. The child has about 50/50 chance of becoming a human or vampire, the with the first stages showing in young childhood – approximately around three to four years old. The child will typically show one of the following signs: a need for blood, heightened sensitivity to sunlight, or remarkable athletic and academic prowess. If any of those appear, there’s a good chance the child is a half vampire, a dahmpire, a creature that can live off of both human food and blood.

Some dahmpires need more food than blood and some need more blood than food. Some can take in blood packs, some need it directly from the source. They might not be as athletic or as smart as a pure-blood but they typically do better than humans. They also aren’t as sensitive to the sun as pure-bloods. But no vampiric person is a morning bird.

There are some cases – very, very few – in which a person with a human parent and a vampire parent doesn’t awaken in the early stages of childhood and rather, awakens in the early to late stages of adolescence….

My name is Yoshikazu Miyano, I’m a third year in middle school and I just got my first craving for blood.

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I knew that there was a chance I could become a vampire – my father is one after all – but having gone through all of primary and almost all of junior high without a single inkling of wanting blood or any of the other signs (aside from being a night owl but I am a teen in junior high, that’s normal), I thought I was in the clear.

But all that came crashing down when one of my classmates cut themselves on some paper. It wasn’t a serious wound, but did it bleed. And all I could think about was how it would taste.

Needless to say, I freaked out and went home early that day. Despite my parents best efforts, I’ve been stuck in my room since. That happened at the beginning of July. It’s almost September now and I still haven’t stepped foot in my school.

I spent my time reading manga and surfing the net. While I was idly looking through some blogs, I came across one that had a band I recognized from a drama I had watched recently. The blog itself was simple, it wasn’t very eye-catching and to be honest, the person running the blog didn’t seem that interested in posting daily, but their posts when they did make them really showed just how much they enjoyed music and the bands they were writing about.

Working up my courage after a few weeks of checking the blog out, I made an account and posted a comment. It hadn’t been anything serious, just a simple comment saying how I had come across the band myself. I hadn’t expected a response and yet, within an hour of me posting that comment, I got an email saying there had been a reply. I was curious and checked and found that the owner themselves had responded to my comment. They had responded enthusiastically about the drama and asked if I had heard any of their other works. And just like that, I started regular contact with the owner of the blog.

We only talked through email, but I did learn a few things. They were my senpai, a year older so a first year in high school. They had started the blog simply because their friends had said they should. Apparently their friends said they needed a hobby and music was something they already liked so it was easy enough. One of the reasons they had replied to my comment was because I was a name they hadn’t recognized. Most of the people who left comments were their friends from school who knew about the blog or bots.

I told them about how I had stopped going to school since July and how I was afraid of going back. It was easier to tell a stranger, someone who I couldn’t see physically, and get across my true feelings about the matter. I didn’t ever bring up the whole dhampire thing though. While vampires were accepted in society as just commonplace, I was still struggling with the fact that I was one now. I played it off as simply a form of anxiety, which in a way it was.

Hmm… that does sound tough. I get that though. It can be hard to return after making a scene like that. Kinda like a you missed your moment kinda thing. Did you talk to the person from school? Get their opinion on it?

No… I never thought to reach out. I was just so freaked out, I hadn’t even thought about what my reaction was like to them…

Were you close?

Hmm… I wouldn’t say we were close but they sat next to me in class. We talked sometimes. They were in the art club and asked me to model for them a few times. I turned them down, though.

Ooh? Could I actually be talking a beauty this whole time without knowing it?

No comment.

ww don’t worry about it, I’m kidding. Anyway, since you stopped going to school, I’m assuming that means you aren’t thinking about high school?

… I don’t know. I mean… I do want to go to high school but… what if the same thing happens again? What if someone gets hurt and I freak out again? I’m scared I won’t be able to stop myself…

Well, I can’t tell you not to worry about it. But maybe it might be good? A change of pace. A different school with a different set of people. If you pick one that’s kinda far away, there’s a chance that people from your school won’t even go there. Or maybe you can pick one of those all one gender schools? That way even if you did run into someone, at least you’d know you’d be on the same level.

“Huh…” I said softly, reading senpai’s message. I hadn’t thought of that. An all boys school a bit far away… there was one that I’d had my eye on. It was about three stations away, and also allowed students to live in dorms. If need be, I thought I could ask my parents to let me stay in the dorm but with my awakening the whole idea of high school had been thrown out the window. But maybe they were right. A change of pace might be a good idea after all.

“But can I even get into high school anymore…?” I pondered aloud. My grades had been good enough before I stopped going to school but I wasn’t sure if I could keep up now. “Hmm… I wonder if this awakening would help me with that… but if I’m serious about this I should probably–” I was cut off by a knock at my door.

“Yoshi-kun?” My mom called, slowly opening the door and peeking inside. “Do you have a moment?”

“Sure. What’s going on, mom?” I asked, closing my laptop and focusing on her. She nodded and came in, sitting on my bed beside me.

“Well, your father and I have been discussing some things… do you still want to go to high school? Or would you rather just stop at middle school? As long as you have your compulsory education, it should be fine but…” She paused and took a breath before giving me a soft smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for that to come off like I was a pressuring you.”

I shook my head. It was fine, I knew my extended absence from school was probably causing my parents a lot of stress, even if they did understand what was going on.

“Anyway, we’ve been discussing things like I said and we came across some schools that are specifically for vampires. While you might only be a half, I don’t see why they wouldn’t let you in. Your grades from before were a little on the low side for this type of school but if you attend cram school, I think you’ll just about make it…” She said, shuffling some papers she had in her hands. I hadn’t noticed them before and a quick glance told me that they were brochures.

“Actually mom… I’ve been thinking about it and…”

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Senpai! Sorry I haven’t been responding lately. Things have been a bit hectic. Thanks to your advice, I talked to my parents and decided to go to high school! For now, I’m just going to attend cram school – kind of as a way to play catch up and see where I am. Depending on how that goes though, I think I might actually return to school. I’m still kind of scared if I’m being honest...

Hey! Long time no speak! That’s great about you moving forward, I’m glad I could help, even though I don’t think I did much ww as for the whole returning back to school thing… I think it’s really brave of you. Really. From what you said, that moment was really scary for you but it seems like you’re doing better now. I think if it’s you, you’ll be able to do it. Actually, I don’t think, I know.

… thank you, Senpai. For everything up until now. Um, I’m going to be busy now but is it okay if I still message you from time to time? It… it really helps.

Of course! Message me whenever you feel like. It can be about anything. I really enjoy our little chats.

If you enjoyed that (or if it just caught your interest at all), feel free to read the rest here!

#sasaki to miyano #sasaki and miyano #miyano yoshikazu #sasaki shuumei #sasamiya #ssmy #fanfic #writing #vampire au

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literally-ritsu · 1 year

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The first time Kagi tells Hirano he’s in love with him, his stomach rips itself from above his intestines and plummets somewhere far beneath the dark, cold earth faster than a lightning strike.

Hirano has never been what any sane person would refer to as in touch with his feelings.

(Or: I think people are way too hard on Hirano and I think he’s in some heavy denial but what do I know)

#sasaki to miyano #hirano to kagiura #kagihira #fanfic #my fic #I really need to make a sasamiya sideblog

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neonscandal · 11 months

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A Fever in Spring

Chapter 3: An Impossibly Warm Front

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Pairing(s): Sasaki x Miyano, Kagiura x Hirano

Genre: Fluff

Chapter Word Count: 1.1K+

Status: Ongoing

Chapter Summary: Things unexpectedly begin to heat up as Sasaki leaves no room to question where he stands in his feelings for Miyano. Kagiura learns the only reward for good work... is more work.

EXCERPT

Hirano’s sharp blue eyes blinked open with a start, shocked to not only be face-to-face with his wide eyed kohai but also to be keenly aware of the heat emanating from his hand which hung right before him. A heat that must have been contagious from the way it burned across Hirano’s nose and cheeks.

A/N: I made an outline for this series before I started writing it but, when I got to this chapter, I couldn’t figure out where to nestle it in the cadence of the “Hirano to Kagiura” storyline since the winding path of their relationship progressed so differently from poor Sasaki and Miyano’s. Ultimately, their timelines sync up somewhere before episode 5 of "Sasaki and Miyano" and just after Chapter 18 of "Hirano to Kagiura" so I just had to wait for that chapter to drop! Patience is a virtue and allat.

You don't need to have read "Hirano to Kagiura" for this chapter to make sense as enough is explained satisfactorily... hopefully. But read it anyway because it's delightful.

TL;DNR: Sorry for the wait, I’m awkward and indecisive but you can pretend I had a much more interesting excuse for the delay if you want to.

The white noise of rain filled the space between Hirano and Kagiura who lay huddled closely around a laptop. The movie had long since ended and the soft glow of the monitor displayed a drifting DVD logo. Kagiura, in the hushed quiet, hoped the sound of the heart pounding in his chest wasn’t disturbing Hirano. Unlike his stern senpai, he found the proximal space they presently shared to be entirely too overwhelming to drift serenely to sleep.

Through the shaggy cut of his bangs, his reticent eyes washed over the glowing contour of Hirano’s face, transfixed by the way the flickering light bounced off the apple of his decidedly high cheekbone. Rebelliously blonde hair spilled across his forehead and pooled beneath a pierced ear.

While his face was long and narrow, his features were far from delicate. To Kagiura, Hirano’s face was more mature than his own which still had a boyish roundness despite his otherwise hulking frame.

In many ways, Kagiura admired Hirano. He was intelligent and disciplined with a surprisingly sharp tongue. His disposition seemed to rest upon a razor’s edge when outside of the dorm, at least when it came to his peers. But, to Kagiura, he was also incredibly kind and thoughtful. He put a lot of thought into his appearance, a clever guise for how studious and by the book he was. But, if you didn’t know him, it’d be hard to appreciate or even recognize this dissonance. So, Kagiura counted himself, thankfully, among those who knew Hirano well.

On a whim, he dragged an arm from beneath the blanket they shared, resting his hand beneath his chin. “Have we ever.. been this close?” he pondered. They’d spent months living together before Kagiura became aware of his feelings for his roommate. Back then, it was a lot more effortless, the casual way they spent time together, hung over one another. But now, everything felt like it held meaning, hope even. Moreso after Kagiura confessed.. once, then twice, then the tens of times after that…

But Hirano never staunchly rejected him. Rather, he met each confession rationally with an unbothered indifference. Initially, that dismissal was almost more crushing than an outright refusal, like Kagiura’s feelings weren’t even registering on his radar. Plus, without Hirano for guidance, Kagiura’s support system to deal with such a heartbreak was either the jocks on his basketball team (who were great when it came to refining his jump shot but not so much matters of the heart) or his classmate Niibashi who was thankfully extremely patient in his counseling and supportively nonjudgmental… mostly. If it hadn’t been for Niibashi’s investment in this budding... whatever it was, Kagiura doubted he’d have gotten this far. “Wait ‘til he hears about this…” he smiled to himself, a disbelieving huff of air pushed through his nose forcefully.

Together, the roommates navigated the awkwardness of Kagiura’s confession, finding some semblance of normalcy, Kagiura’s difficulty in properly explaining his thoughts to Hirano, and, most recently, took on the threat of being split up as roommates.

Lately, they’d put countless hours towards studying to make sure that Kagiura could make the leap from 171st in his class to, at least, the 50th to lock in their dorm arrangement for the next year. Elated that Hirano would still push for them to room together a second year in light of his romantic feelings, Kagiura pressed forward unrelentingly. In the back of his mind, on occasion, but only when he thought he was losing steam studying… he’d allow himself the luxury of questioning whether Hirano wasn’t secretly in love with him, too. Especially, as he became more susceptible to compromising with Kagiura.

Pushing the boundaries between being roommates and doing as lovers do… even if it was only a solitary touch for ten seconds a day. Ultimately, he knew Hirano was just giving into Kagiura’s neediness along with his own need to spoil and pamper but it still made him think he had a chance. Now they lay, squished into one bed for a movie night, a reprieve and reward for Kagiura’s unprecedented commitment to his studies.

Something in the bewitching twilight gave Kagiura the impression that this was what it could be all the time. The thought sent a fresh wave of blood on a victory lap around his cheeks. He withdrew his other hand from the warm comfort between them and scrunched the hem of Hirano’s blanket tightly to his face, as if it could provide adequate camouflage for the feelings that continued to well within him. He took in the light fragrance of detergent and the ever present scent of Hirano’s body wash, something he always marveled he hadn’t become insensitive to. It brought a sense of relaxation, one he found most readily within the privacy of their room and under Hirano’s care.

Perhaps that could be to blame for the long spindly fingers that suddenly found themselves lingering over Hirano’s sleeping face. Apprehensive but intentional in hovering mere millimeters away, an outstretched pointer finger tentatively answered the call of temptation. “What am I doing? That could ruin this…” Kagiura winced ruefully. He’d decided long ago not to break the covenant of their daily ten seconds. Hoping that Hirano would somehow begin to miss the absence of his skin upon him. As if depriving him of a ten second handhold would trick his body into craving Kagiura’s touch the same way he found himself craving Hirano’s. It was not a well thought out plan but… he was winging it, after all.

“Maybe… just this once.” Kagiura sighed through his nose, thoughts still waging war as to whether it was worth the first time he felt Hirano’s lips to be something obscenely stolen by his fingertips in the dead of night. But it wasn’t quite the dead of night anymore, a fact he realized all too late just as the first crescendo of Hirano’s alarm began to sound.

Miyano rolled over in bed, drenched in a cold sweat. His sleep had been sparse and wracked with anxiety and a feverish post-nasal drip that felt like swallowing razors. Sasaki had done it, put his confession out into the open. There were no if’s, and’s or but’s about his feelings anymore and, while that gave Miyano’s imagination a rest, he now had an entirely new problem to solve. How exactly was he meant to respond?

“Ughh…” he croaked, wondering if his worries could have made himself sick. “If only I hadn’t run in the rain. Better yet, if I hadn’t stayed after school late at all. Maybe Sasaki-senpai wouldn’t have-” his thoughts began spiraling. “I guess I’m staying home today… crap.”

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