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AnS Week 2019 Wrap up!

We’re wrapping up with 37 new and shiney AnS fan contents put out in a single weeklong event! 

Thank you so much to everyone who participated and created these lovely new works, and a special shout out to everyone who supported the artists/authors! Y’all are the lifeblood of fandom.

If there are any suggestions on how to improve AnS Week for next year, please let us know by sending us an Ask!

Masterpost by Day

[Sunshine] [Rain] [Wind] [Storm] [Free Day] [Mist] [Snow]

A masterpost of all the wonderful new content is listed by creator below the cut.

Until next time!

Masterpost by Creator

@akagami-no-rae ​Sunshine Rain The War Between Us, Pt 1 The War Between Us, Pt 2 The Ice King, Pt 2 First Kiss Snow

@akai-vampire​ At the Break of Dawn, Chapter 3 @bubblesthemonsterartist​ Always guiding my way (back to you)

@claudeng80​ The Courtship of Izana Wisteria The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells 1/3 Under a Brave Black Flag The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells 2/3 The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells, 3/3 The Future King in Lyrias Soundtrack for Lyrias Arc

@fafi-shal​ My Sunshine

@onedivinemisfit​ Happy Family Study Night Turned Sleepover It’s Just The Rain Wind

@purpledragonsart​ / @purpledragon57​ Sunshine Rain Wind Storm Free day Mist Zenyuki Winter Aesthetic

@sabraeal​ What the Heart Wants, Chapter 2 ​The Great Chain, Chapter 4

@squidpro-quo​ Sunshine Rain Wind Storm Free Day Mist Snow

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Snow

AN: Based on @vfordii‘s amazing Natsume Yuujinchou au, I just like the quiet snowy mood that comes with winter. So youkai!Obi and Shirayuki with their antics

“Should we chase him off?” Obi looks across at Shirayuki, hoping to read the same thought in her face. She’d become more open to his suggestions lately. More open to laughing and playing the particular tricks that he’d found made most humans run home with heads full of questions and beliefs that would fade over time as always, to forget what they’d seen without a second thought. But it was the moments where their expressions morphed into pure shock, where they lingered in the space between awe and fear that they could have real, tangible fun. 

He tugs on the end of her tunic, waiting for her reply. He won’t do it unless she does too, there was no point to his jokes if she would be watching, alone, from the sidelines. That should remain in the past, the marker of the time when she first stumbled into the shrine’s grounds after escaping and Obi had found the means to entertain her in the humans who came by. Now, she joined in the fun with him, usually.

This human looks promising after all. Quiet, respectful even, as he crosses the courtyard and stops by the wish-tree to stare at the bare branches laden with snow. The scarf around his neck hides most of his face, but his ice-blue eyes are clear as he exhales a plume of warm air and tilts his head to the sky. 

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Congrats on 500 followers! I have a simple (shameless) prompt. I loved All That Glitters and I would feel utterly blessed if you gave the world another ZenYuki fluff. Thank you!!!

Prompts are currently closed. I will announce when I am open! :)

Zen has always been fond of the castle by firelight. As a boy, he slipped his minders leash more times than he cared to count, sneaking between the halos of torchlight and into the many shadows they afforded him. There was a certain freedom inthe silence, in the way his boots would echo in the emptiness while all but theguard slept. Squeezing into a crawl space between statues here and grabbing ahandhold among the trellis’s there, he was alone. An adventurer exploring new lands. A soldier heading off to war. A knight in search of a dragon to slay. All while being blessedly unseen.

He hadloved the dark. The anonymity of it had been… peaceful. A respite from the expectations of his birth. Truth be told, he still does - seeking it out just like the moon seeks the sky. The way light forges its own path through it is beautiful. Memorable. And in his own way, hesupposed, he understood Obi because of that. Found kinship with him and envy in the way that he never lost his casual relationship with something that Zen couldonly have in secret.

But rightnow, that darkness was getting in his way.

“Shirayuki!” He doesn’t know if it is thesoles of his boots or the tick of his heart that is pounding against the walls.“Shirayuki!”

And maybe, he thinks, heowes his retainers an apology.

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Mist

AN: Went with the magical portion of this prompt! Also, I imagine running through mist would be magical in itself. Credit to @vfordii​ and the beautiful Miraculous Ladybug au they did, I love it too much

Zen’s pretty sure this isn’t how normal school worked. There wasn’t a single television show that covered anything even close to this, and there was one airing with a classmate moonlighting as a hidden alien. This was honestly as complicated as he could take his life getting, any more than this and he would consider returning to his room to never leave as his only option. How could he end up falling for both of Paris’ heroes, in one night? From just an interest to a rather concerted interest, of a different connotation. 

He hadn’t meant to get saved by them, it was just a routine run around the city out for some fresh air and the paparazzi had mobbed him right when he was farthest from home. Backing into the fence as he raised his hands to avoid the bright flashes in the twilight, he almost lost his composure when he was grabbed under the arms and hoisted into the air far higher than he would have thought possible. The next second he’d been on a rooftop a few blocks away, facing Ladybug and Chat Noir while he fought to keep his potential heart-attack under control. 

High profile dinners were the only thing that saved him from making a complete fool of himself. If he could keep a straight face while the host’s dog bit through his shoes and tried to drag him under the table, then he could very well not fall to pieces in front of the most famous people in Paris. 

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Free day

AN: I haven’t read a Yona of the Dawn au yet, so here’s my take! One fiery redhead for another!

“Can you feel anything? Are we getting closer?” Shirayuki asked, for about the twentieth time that afternoon. She knew Zen was getting tired of it but they couldn’t be this close to the Blue Dragon and still somehow let them escape after all their efforts, wasting two weeks of exhaustive traveling. 

Zen closed his eyes, holding out his hand towards the sun setting behind the treeline. His skin shimmered where the last rays hit the scales running up his arm, while his white hair shone like a beacon in the fading light. It was clear in the frown that flickered across his face that the Blue Dragon had managed to give them the slip again. 

“They’ve moved again, haven’t they?” Shirayuki sighed, wondering if this was harder than catching smoke or if it was just the same. Her body felt so heavy after climbing the mountainous forests for days, pulled first in one direction and then another. While it was another added burden for Zen to be the one who had to fight to keep any kind of sign of their quarry, he seemed almost more driven than she to keep going. She could only hope the Blue Dragon would be as kind as he was, she could still remember how harsh her escape from the palace had been, nothing to her name save the prophecy and promise of what she needed to find. Or rather, who. 

“I could have sworn we were closer, but since last time, it’s like they’ve vanished.” Zen curled his clawed hand into a fist in frustration. She’d seen the logs he could destroy in seconds, but this wasn’t a problem he could attack head on and that strain of attempting something he had no solid grasp of was taking its toll.

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Day 7 - Snow

Fanedit Snow by @akagami-no-rae​ Zenyuki Winter Aesthetic by @purpledragon57​ Fanfic Always guiding my way (back to you) by @bubblesthemonsterartist​ Snow by @squidpro-quo​ Playlist Soundtrack for Lyrias Arc by @claudeng80​

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ANS Week Day 7 - Snow 

“Let’s go listen to the band, then you should get some sleep…”

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Day 6 - Mist

Fanedit Mist by @purpledragon57

​Fanfic The Future King in Lyrias by @claudeng80​ The Ice King, Pt 2 by @akagami-no-rae​ Mist by @squidpro-quo​

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Soundtrack for Lyrias Arc (Snow)

“I’ve got a job for you two. I would like you to travel up north.” - A Bird Without Feathers

“Someday I’d like him to say that he’s glad I came to this country” - The Scrying Pool

“This is where we’ll be working for the next few days, Ryuu” - Wonders of an Ancient Glory

“You’ve been summoned, so come inside” - Neko to Ohonashi

“A snowball?” - Yvaine

“This is the gate to Wilant, you know!” - Prince Caspian Flees

“It’s the first time you’ve answered my question immediately.” - Evil Days

“Zen, I told you not to come” - Wonder of Life

“It would be best if you and Shirayuki were to stick together, I think”- The Wardrobe

“I can see you’re working hard, mister Ryuu” - Through the Asura Gates

“Zen and Obi should be coming back soon” - Just a Game

“The words haven’t disappeared, but have just lost their color” - The Bal Maidens

“I know what that is. I know” - Three Witches

“Let’s go. The fog is getting dark.” - The Legend Spreads

“I think it’s from there that the mist rose above ground …” - Things I Do For Love

“This is Olin Maris” - Fear Not This Night

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ANS Week Day 6 - Mist

AO3 -  The Ice King Part 2  [Part 1]

The only sound in the servant’s passages were boots echoing off stone walls. Haki lead the group; men and woman carrying baskets of food, pitchers of wine, tents, wood for fires. They were all looking to her, counting, on her. She couldn’t falter.

She was angry, she wanted to scream, but instead she nurtured the fire within herself, willed it to work for her and keep her standing. Though thoroughly humiliated, she wanted to at least have composure when she faced him.

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The Future King in Lyrias

The sky is impossibly blue and clear when Prince Izana of Clarines rides through the gates of Lyrias. He doesn’t know which is better, the air crisp and refreshing in his lungs or the fact that his entire retinue is back at the last checkpoint in Zakura’s tender care. Both mean he can breathe freely here.

Lyrias suits him, its solid stones and steep mountainsides more rugged and honest than Wistal’s elegance. He knows how to be Wistal, all double meanings and pretty implications; his parents made sure he knew how to thrive that way. But here, at least for a little while, he can put that aside.

And trust that honesty will win him the prize he’s here to seek.

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ANS Week Day Seven - Snow

Zenyuki Winter Aesthetic (Modern AU)

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Day 5 - Free Day

Fanedit Free day by @purpledragon57​

Fanfic First Kiss by @akagami-no-rae​ Free Day by @squidpro-quo​ The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells, 3/3 by @claudeng80​

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AO3 - First Kiss (Shirayuki’s POV) *note at the end*

The door to the lake tower opened, Shikito lead Lord Blaker out and Zen followed a few moments after. Shirayuki saw this at a glance then turned back to Kihal who was still gushing with excitement over the whole day’s events. She couldn’t help but smile at her, even though her stomach still fluttered with adrenaline from her confrontation and dive into a lake. Her clothes were still damp and had nearly soaked through Obi’s jacket he’d lent her. Obi sat on the grass nearby and turned his head suddenly, “Mast-“ He stopped short and Shirayuki looked behind herself again. Zen stood there, his hand pulling away from rubbing his eyes.

“Shirayuki, can we speak inside?” he asked.

The fluttering grew stronger. “Uh… Okay.”

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ANS Week Day Six - Mist

Izana Wistalia phone wallpapers

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Day 4 - Storm

Fanedit Storm by @purpledragon57​

Fanfic Storm by @squidpro-quo​ The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells 2/3 by @claudeng80​ The War Between Us, Pt 2 by @akagami-no-rae​

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The Strange Case of the Knight of Inkwells 3/3 (Free Day)

Part 1

Part 2

The kitchens are dark and silent, the ovens long since cold. Sir Bode’s housekeeper must have her own home in the area, Obi guesses, somewhere she can watch the rising water without having to worry about half a dozen houseguests. He’s poking into cabinets thinking ahead to the long hungry night it’s going to be and wondering if he’s the only one in the house who can cook, and he misses Ryuu disappearing down the hall.

Thunder rumbles in the distance as he peers into the darkness wondering where the boy’s gone. “Ryuu?”

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