#thank you for the ask aj esp for requesting venom drench

[seijch]

4, 6 and 17!

make me work on my wips!!

4. venom drench, a suguru pokemon au

in which you and suguru are partners pitted against each other for a promotion within the organized crime organization known as team rocket, notorious throughout the kanto region for being impossible to take down.

this originally started as the setup for a different pokemon au but it ended up growing a mind of its own so i caved and let it be its own fic NSKJFDSF 

but ive even been thinking of repurposing it for smth thats Not pokemon just bc the actual pokemon presence in this one is SO minimal lmao the snippet i managed to pull out of my ass has pokemon but the rest of the work...not so much

“don’t take it personally,” suguru says, leaning close. you want nothing more than to rip his perfect hair out of his scalp, but his seviper’s coiled around your midsection. “it’s not your fault i wanted it more. really, i should be thanking you.” long fingers brush against your jaw, and you suppress the shiver it sends up your spine. “who knew you could be such a graceful loser?”

you use his proximity as a chance to spit on his face. it works, and his fingers retract to wipe your saliva off his cheek. “maybe not,” he amends. a childish part of you preens at the small victory, a battle won despite the war lost. 

“for the record,” he adds, an afterthought as he walks off, “i did enjoy our time together. but you know how it goes. all good things come to an end, shit like that.” he releases your honchkrow from its ball, and the bird squawks in confusion as he orders it to fly away. “now, if you’ll excuse me, i’ve got a flight to catch.”

suguru leaves, the oranges of the setting sun painting him as some hero off to save the day. you curse, shifting your weight as much as you can to try and escape his seviper’s hold. the only thing you get out of it is a greater loss to blood circulation.

if he was the hero, you must be the villain. there’s no going back to the boss once suguru gets to headquarters with the president in tow. you feel the gears move in your head as the plan changes.

6. heart swap, a sugawara pokemon au

you wouldn’t have guessed it when you first met, but sugawara koushi has done nothing but change your life in ways both big and small.

the parentheses are from the Present...the gimmick for this one is that suga and the reader are just retelling the events of the fic but im still figuring out if i should also use present tense for the non-parentheses parts or past tense since its,, technically The Past

(“you’re sure you don’t need to use the bathroom, right?” you ask. “we’re gonna be here for a while.”

“don’t worry about me,” daichi assures, waving a hand. you and sugawara exchange a glance; at daichi’s side was one of those obnoxiously large water bottles. the thing’s  like a bathroom break waiting to happen, but sugawara just sighs.)

the air smells different in slateport city. it’s less crisp than the colder canalave, but that was to be expected. the scent of saltwater gets carried along the gentle breeze. as you step off the ship, roserade gasps beside you, taking in the new sights and smells. she hums contentedly, taking in the sunlight.

you slip the thick leather gloves on and hold a hand out for her to take. to account for her wonder at all the ships docked in the new environment, you slow your pace down. if your calculations were correct, you had under five days to register for the hoenn contest circuit. 

you create a mental checklist: hotel, contest hall, maybe some food if you or your pokemon were feeling peckish. the hotel was easy enough to spot, a pristine building a stone’s throw from the beach.

(“i still don’t know how you managed to afford the lapis shore hotel,” koushi snorts. “no wonder i had to pick up the check every time we went out.” you shove his shoulder as daichi laughs on the other side of the screen, voice cutting for a second as the connection falters.)

17. paths that will never cross, an oikawa fire emblem: three houses (?) au

oikawa was a winner if you ever saw one, pushing himself to greater heights even in the face of a loss. in hindsight, you suppose you never stood a chance.

this and my other fe3h aus are in an awkward situation where theyre definitely based off of the game but i could just as easily change some aspects and slap the high fantasy label onto them without breaking a sweat

the thing keeping me from staying true to the inspiration and (kinda) universe is that ... im sure the majority of haikyuu fic readers havent played fe3h LMAO i dont want to call it that in fear of people not picking it up because they feel like they wont get the fic bc it has preexisting source material

“i should’ve known you’d come,” you croak, voice echoing off the walls. the war has made you tired. desperate. the crest stone you’ve had grafted on your skin throbs, threatens to consume you.

oikawa looks different. you expected as much; it’s been a long five years for both of you. but the passage of time has not been kind to him. in his eyes, you see nothing but reinforced steel. if the war has made you tired, made your bones ache for peace, it has made him furious. hellbent to stop it, to put your head on a spike once and for all. dimly, you note that his hair looks as good as ever.

“i’m sure you know how this ends.” my, even his voice sounds different. gone is his playful lilt (you mourn its loss, despite yourself), replaced with the authoritative voice you would only hear when he was up against the wire. then again, you suppose each battle could be his last.

when he entered the throne room, threw open the unnecessarily large doors, he knew.

there are only two ways this ends: him bleeding out before you, or your head in his hands as he begins to patch up this wartorn country. 

at the apex of the world, you find yourself fighting a losing battle for the last time.

#there was a point in time (read: before i wrote the snippet for it) that i wasnt sure if i was keeping 17 w oiks or not #but i think i can finesse it to fit my needs? #well see LMAO #thank you for the ask aj esp for requesting venom drench #i wrote a full casino scene that sucked the life out of me #as someone who hasnt been in a casino w the intention to gamble Ever #🖋 wip game #💌 love letters #aj 🕊 #krystallisert