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JanAUary 2023!

Hey guys! First off, I want to thank everyone who participated in, or engaged with, Drabblecember2023 this year. Since it was so fun to host, we want to keep the fun going while also slowing it down a little. As such, may I introduce:

JanAUary 2023!

as hosted by myself, and @eternally-smitten, who also created our lovely prompt list graphic!

See below for more information!

What is JanAUary ?

JanAUary is a (yet another) month-long selfship event, without the rigor of a 30-day, "a prompt a day" challenge.

For this event, selfshippers are invited to participate in AU-based content creation! A prompt list will be provided, with each prompt intended for a 3-4 day window, however prompts may be used in any order, for as many days as you wish, as not all prompts may be applicable to every ship.

The event will run from January 1st to February 1st.

Rules:

All selfshippers regardless if you are a follower, mutual, or someone that just stumbles across this in the tags are invited to participate, with the exception of pr*/c*mship/adjacent.

We also invite you to create you own prompt lists and ask games, and to take liberties with the prompts provided to fit them to your ships!

Artists of all kinds are invited to participate! Be it visual art, writing, renders, playlists, aesthetics, or anything else, we wholly want you to have fun. There will be no creative 'restrictions' on what can and can not be used to participate in this event.

How do I participate ?

That's entirely up to you! Just use the tag #janauary2023 when posting so that others, including myself, can find your work!

We also have a discord server, for anyone interested!

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@flashfictionfridayofficial - 13-10-2023 word count - 449 read on ao3

empty grave, black hole of my heart

choso kamo/yuki tsukumo - jujutsu kaisen

manga spoilers ahead! ⚠️

"Hey, Choso?"

"Hm?"

"I know it's hard right now, but how are you doing?"

"Not great," Choso replied bluntly.

"Right..." Yuki fell quiet, considering her next words. Neither of them spoke for what could have been hours.

"You know, you don't have to be strong all the time."

Choso glanced up at her, his hair falling over his cheekbones. "It doesn't feel like that."

She merely gazed back at him, something that came close to regret in her eyes. "I know. But I'm here. Always will be." Choso snapped back to reality. Back to his bottomless pit of despair. The room was cold and dark, curtains messily pulled closed.

Isolated.

The silence was unbearably loud, the sound of his grief echoing in the empty space. He fell back onto the couch, curling into a ball, where perhaps, he could find some sort of comfort. Why did she have to go? That bitter and creeping feeling of emptiness began welling inside him once again.

The weight of his sorrow was a burden too heavy for him to carry. There hadn't been anyone quite like Yuki - someone who he could be vulnerable around, someone who really understood and accepted him. Sure, he'd confided in Yuji, but nothing could really measure to having Yuki next to him. Fighting alongside him, always pushing through, waiting for that victory.

And now it was all gone. She was nothing more than a memory, a hollowed-out crater in the ground where she'd made her last stand.

An empty grave, a pile of rubble and ash.

Maybe Yuki had taken a part of Choso with her when she laid down her own life for him.

He reached blindly for the blanket that laid crumpled on the couch.

Maybe, if he didn't think about it too much, it might feel like her.

No matter what he thought, that black hole would never go away. An ever-present void where her love should be.

Maybe it was all just too much now.

Losing Yuki so soon after losing his brothers hurt like all hell.

What was he supposed to do? Carrying on like this felt pretty impossible. "You wouldn't want me to be like this, huh?" Choso said quietly. He could almost hear her laughing back at him.

"Stop moping around! Get out there, go help the sorcerers! You still have work to do," she'd say. He sighed and walked to the window. The curtains creased in his grip and flew to the side, letting the refreshing, warm sunlight in. It cast a golden glow over the surroundings, piercing the shadows.

He felt the sun on his skin, and realized that she was right: he still had work to do.

a/n : the amount of copium i'm on because of these two is insane. also i'm rusty as hell, haven't properly written anything for a few months oops

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random things from my brain

hi i'm just going to be posting little things my brain decides to spit out

guaranteed Not Good

i write (or plan to write) for the following fandoms:

bubble jujutsu kaisen my hero academia qsmp songs of war suzume no tojimari

@/eternallyethereal on ao3