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Twist with the knife wife Toga seems perfect for her

For all that Himiko plays at being mysterious and untroubled, she has always worn her heart on her sleeve. Careless comments affect her deeply, even from strangers on the street. Unkindness towards her or the people she cares for, disgusted looks, snickering - she remembers it all.

Every time it happens, sharp as a knife thrust to the back, every time a declaration of creepy is thrown her way... The twist of pain in her is almost more than you can take.

"Crying over me?" Himiko teases, delighted over the fact but doing her best to mask the hurt. She brushes a fingertip just beneath your eye, smoothing away the errant tear - and promptly pops it into her mouth. It startles a laugh out of you, which makes her grin.

"You can't distract me that easily," you remind her, ignoring the way she faux pouts. "When you're hurting-"

"I know," she interrupts, leaning her head against your shoulder. She doesn't sigh, but you can feel the tension in her. That need to let go. "And I treasure you all the more for how you fight for me. It's just that I'm here with you, right now. We can fight that uncute guy later - together - but for now?"

You press a kiss to the crown of her head, and a sigh finally escapes.

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Apologies! Clocked a lot of work hours this week - while I'm no longer accepting any new ficlet fest requests, I will be answering the ones I have left in my inbox ✨️

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Hi! Off topic, but I saw you mentioned dragon age! Have you gotten to play the new one yet 👀 btw, love your writing! I didn’t know that you had written for it before!

If I ever mention something and anyone has questions about it, it is perfectly good with me if you ask! 💖

I have! I'm nowhere near finished with a playthrough, though I know about several endings. Spouse has played thru twice, and my eldest kid a whopping 3 times 😂 (so I've seen a variety of factions and choices and love interests ✨️ )

I... am terribly in love with the DA universe. While I've never written reader fic for it at all, I've answered requests on the livejournal DA:I kinkmeme - all anonymously 😂 and I have about 10 doc pages of outlines for a "modern person in thedas" tale.

🥰 and im glad to hear you enjoy my writing! I'm a firm believer in the "write what you want to see in the world", so I'm glad I'm not the only one having fun 😂

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could you do a lemon Twice x reader with "home"?

🥺🥺🥺 pretty please and thank you

Jin is almost always fractured, his thoughts twisted, in two (or more) places at once. On good days, on bad days- You wonder if that's a side effect of his quirk. There's too much of him to be contained in one brain, one body.

Covering up mirrors helps, as does darkness, but touch... touch is grounding. Touch communicates here and now and home in a way that words can't seem to reach.

Keeping his mouth occupied doesn't always hurt either. Jin loves kissing, the repeated catch of lips or teeth or tongue, especially when your arms and legs are wrapped around him. He sighs against your mouth, relaxed, almost boneless, save for the slow roll of his hips.

"Jin," you murmur, between kisses, and it shows how invested he is in the moment, that it takes so long to answer.

"I'm here," he whispers back, thighs shaking, "I'm here, with you."

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May I please request Koku Hanabata with ‘stay’? Nothing more than citrus (kisses) if you please 🙏🏼

The car door closes behind Trumpet with a soft click, and almost immediately, he slouches in his seat. He sighs and tilts back his head on the headrest, looking like nothing so much as an automaton whose power has run out.

"Koku," you murmur, and he stirs, just enough to swivel his masked face towards you. "Why don't we put away the mask, hm?" You reach up, waiting until he tilts his head forward so you can gently slide it off. He blinks repeatedly, a little more tired than usual with all the work he's been doing, but smiles when you set his mask aside.

"I'll need that in a bit," he reminds you, eyes falling closed when you brush a kiss over his forehead, then his cheek. "I still have another stop-"

"How about you stay with me awhile? You need rest, Koku." He sighs, almost like he's ready to argue, but leans his head on your shoulder. "Maybe a nap?"

As if your permission was all he needed, Koku's breath evens out.

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Reblogging to add on the list of fandoms I've written for in the past! In no particular order:

Dragon Age, Fushigi Yuugi, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Naruto, Daredevil, Once Upon a Time, Inu-Yasha, Supernatural, HP, DNAngel, Doctor Who, TVD, Magic Knight Rayearth- ... technically I've written for Pretty Little Liars? Though I've never seen an ep, it was gift fic for a friend. 😂 I've written outlines for The Mummy, and the movie PUSH, but I was more enthralled with lore than writing characters in those, so they stayed outlines.

I've taken commissions for 2 of the fandoms above, but I didn't post them anywhere. I did have a fic blog for two of the fandoms above! But one I locked because overzealous ship fans were... exhausting, and I gave up. The other still exists around tumblr, but never got much traffic - though I still rather enjoy some of the pieces on it!

Are we allowed to send in requests for continuations of a ficlet? 👀 also secondary question, are you planning on doing commissions again? Not like, soon, but I mean in general? And third question (sorry) but is mha the only fandom you write for?

Hello anon!

First, I'm definitely open to people asking for a continuation. I may have done so before? I honestly can't recall at the moment. There's too much fic on the blog lol

Second, if someone is that interested in a commission, I'm willing to discuss it. When it comes to opening commissions in general, it would be on a case by case basis. As much as I enjoy them, and would appreciate the funds, I want to deliver something worth both our whiles. I work 40+ hours on my day job, and roughly 10 to 20 in the studio. I LOVE writing, so it's not that I'm not willing, but I'm always conscious of time 😩

3rd: on this blog? Yes. In general? No. If you'd like fandoms I've written for (or im familiar enough to try), I can list them! But if you're asking for commission reasons or just in general? I've written for quite a few on the whole, and one or two others commission wise.

Feel free to continue asking via anon or not, and no need to apologize! I'm always happy to answer!

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Bakc at it; Could we get a fluffy Home for Fatgum?

Taishiro relishes his hero work. The civilians that walk away safe, the villains that he can convince to give up, or at least sway their opinion - he can't imagine doing any different with his life.

But sometimes, it only feels possible because he has you.

The days where he sees terrible things, when a case has people on the verge of losing hope? He's able to set it aside, if only for a short while, thankful for your arms around his neck and your cheek pressed to his.

"C'mon," you coax, trying to tug him from is desk. "I know you're thorough on the paperwork, but I can tell it's getting to you."

"Can ya?" He teases, unwilling to give up the game just yet. As soon as he saw you come into the office, he already knew he was ready to leave.

"Why else would I come pick you up? Taishiiirrro," you stretch out his name, flopping onto his shoulder, "come home. Please?"

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Are we allowed to send in requests for continuations of a ficlet? 👀 also secondary question, are you planning on doing commissions again? Not like, soon, but I mean in general? And third question (sorry) but is mha the only fandom you write for?

Hello anon!

First, I'm definitely open to people asking for a continuation. I may have done so before? I honestly can't recall at the moment. There's too much fic on the blog lol

Second, if someone is that interested in a commission, I'm willing to discuss it. When it comes to opening commissions in general, it would be on a case by case basis. As much as I enjoy them, and would appreciate the funds, I want to deliver something worth both our whiles. I work 40+ hours on my day job, and roughly 10 to 20 in the studio. I LOVE writing, so it's not that I'm not willing, but I'm always conscious of time 😩

3rd: on this blog? Yes. In general? No. If you'd like fandoms I've written for (or im familiar enough to try), I can list them! But if you're asking for commission reasons or just in general? I've written for quite a few on the whole, and one or two others commission wise.

Feel free to continue asking via anon or not, and no need to apologize! I'm always happy to answer!

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Reminder! I will be accepting ficlet fest asks until Feb. 7th, and I'm working on the last few in my inbox.

If you haven't seen your favorite or you want to send one in, now is the time 💖

Ficlet Fest 2025: Hurt & Comfort

You know how this works!

Or - you don't?! Okay, no problem, let me get you up to speed. I'll do my best to be short and sweet here!

What do you do?

Send in a character (or 2!) + a word from the list below! You can include a rating (I use the citrus scale) or an AU or a tone (fluff, angst etc)

What can you expect from me?

My usual rules apply! All characters, if they aren't already, are portrayed as 18+. I won't write for characters like Nomu, who cannot consent. If you decide to send in polyships, the characters must be of a similar age (no all might x reader x deku for example)

100+ words, based purely on how far inspiration takes me

Reader x chara or chara x reader x chara only

fluff to lemon rating ; citrus - kisses, lime - fade to black, lemon - smut

Alright, we up to speed? Time for the prompt list!! Happy Ficlet Fest!

mistake

nightmare

lost

curse

tears

stay

hold

care

twist

choose

take

warn

notice

survive

deny

trust

bait

fail

promise

home

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Care with stain? You can choose the degree of fluff to smutiness :)

Once, Chizome would have left you on the hospital doorsteps and called the action a job well done. A civilian injured in the crossfire of his duty? The least he can do is make sure they're taken care of. It's not as if he has the skills necessary to do more than superficial patch ups, anyway.

Knowing you, though... the hesitant smile you first sent his way, your constant check ins on his health whenever his shadow passes overhead? He should have named you distraction and been done with the area.

Now, he can't seem to stay away. He cares. Cares enough to sneak into the hospital at night, to sit vigil by your bedside while the nurses are off on their rounds. Your heartbeat is steady, but still. He can't stop himself from coming to see you, won't stop himself.

If only until he knows you'll make a full recovery.

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Hi! Hello! I’m so excited to see that you have a ficlet fest again! A Tsutsumi lemon with the home prompt(like finally fully reuniting with an established relationship reader after reentering society) would be positively divine!

Rediscovering essential pieces of yourself is... inexplicably difficult to describe. Kaina has been doing her best to mull it over, to give these feelings the attention they deserve. Her therapist mentioned keeping a journal for her feelings, and she'll get there, she wants to - but first she has to be able to name them.

Still, she knows that's what holding you is. Loving you - she's rediscovering something essential.

The way you whisper her name, fingers tangled in her hair, makes her wonder how on earth she ever could have forgotten this feeling. The noises you make whenever she tenses her thighs, or nips at your collarbone, has her reeling. How could she ever get enough of this? Your skin almost burns, warm from her attention and the litany of your name of her lips.

"Kaina, look at me," you plead quietly, and she lifts her head, lips swollen, only to groan at the sight of you.

She's home. Home at last, and all those feelings that had woken, surging to the surface- she'll never take them, or you, for granted again.

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hi hi!! could i request ‘tears’ with monoma? lemon, if you’re feeling up to it? thank you!!!

"I thought you missed me?" Neito gets out, hand trembling on your hip. "That you needed me," he adds, voice rough as you slide a hand up his chest.

"You know I do, Neito. Couldn't keep my hands off you, could I?" You rock your hips, grinning as you're pressed together, but too slick with lube to get the friction he's looking for. Neito's thighs tense, fingers squeezing, as he tries to slow you, to hold you in place.

"Then why," he pants, blinking repeatedly as you grind against him, "why am I not inside you?"

"Good things come to those who wait," you tease, unable to stop smiling when he let's out a truly pitiful groan. He's always a little over dramatic, ready to ask for more, to be impatient - but tears are beginning to bead at the corners of his eyes.

His head falls back, breath uneven when you press a kiss to the hollow of his throat. "Please?" Neito finally tries, the tears spilling when you squeeze your thighs on his hips.

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aaaa i love ur writing!! I hope u have been well! can I have "twist" with Tomura x reader lemon rating ?thank u again!!

"Thought we talked about this," Tomura muses, almost idly. Your hand spasms, wrist twisting in his grip, but you don't have enough leverage to escape.

"You were going to stay still," he continues, all but ignoring your struggle to push back or adjust your legs, "and we were going to take our time."

You turn your face into the sheets, your plea for friction or motion or anything more than this stationary position muffled. A raspy laugh slips from him, and that's enough to have your thighs tensing. Tomura tugs a little harder on your arm, hip bones pressing against your raised ass, but that's all he gives you.

"Tomura," you moan, turning your head so he can hear, so he can see at least a little of the desperation on your face. "Please?"

"So needy," he complains, but he rewards you with a thrust and your mouth falls open, wordless. It'll take more to keep him moving, more begging, because he likes this game of stillness far too much - but it's a start.

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nightmare w/ skeptic por favor

"This is a nightmare," Tomoyasu hisses, one hand hovering over your wounded shoulder, the other tugging sharply at his own hair. "You were supposed to let the puppet take care of everything!" He glares at you, almost twitching when you wheeze in pain.

"Was there... as backup..."

"-in case the puppet failed, yes! Obviously, I know that, you idiot!" Tomoyasu's mouth snaps shut and he turns his face away, breathing raggedly. He almost looks like he regrets the insult, but you want to laugh at the thought. You choke instead, back arching in pain, losing time to it - when it eases, Tomoyasu is prepping a med kit to clean you up, all short, sharp motions and clenched teeth.

The delirium of pain is making you imagine things. Tomoyasu snaps on a pair of gloves, breathing out through his nose when he turns to face you, as prepared as he can get.

"This will have to suffice until we can make others arrangements. You will not die on me." He levels another glare at you.

"Almost like... you care.." You breathe, smiling as brightly as you can, which probably isn't the best course of action. He'll remember you antagonizing him later.

"Idiot," he repeats. "Your death would irreparably damage my plans for the future."

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Can we get "deny" with shoji please? Thank you!!!

There's two sidekicks in front of the agency, new ones, just about bouncing all over the place as they wait for Tentacole. The sight makes you smile, even though you and the others are going to have to check for damage out there later. Miya is already cursing the thought of clean up, half hidden behind her computer.

Shoji finally leaves his office, and one of the sidekicks must have a quirk that senses it. Their energy skyrockets. He pauses by your desk though, eyes not quite meeting yours. He reaches out, large fingertips gently touching the tiny little octopus bobblehead next to your mug of pens.

"We're still on for dinner at 7?" He asks quietly, and you steadfastly ignore Miya's sudden laser eyed stare.

"Of course! Wouldn't miss it." Your smile prompts a slow blink of his eyes, then he bobs his head as he continues on. "Stay safe!" You call out, unable to calm the racing of your heart. Shoji answers with a wave, and you watch until he and the sidekicks are off, out of view.

"'You'll join me for our standing date night dinner, won't you?' 'Of course, wouldn't miss it'," Miya mocks, batting her eyelashes at you. "If one or both of you would stop denying your feelings-"

"Miya-"

"-I could win a decent amount of money, you know. Don't even look at me that way! For all the eyes he can make, and for how observant you can be, you're both idiots."

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Deku x reader + stay, your honor

Izuku is a hero, through and through. He's never tried to hide it, never shied away from the purpose that is so clearly a centerpoint within his soul. Even when his confidence in other pieces of himself is lacking, it's clear that he knows: He won't ever stop being a hero.

It's not that you expected any different from him, either. How could you not love a part of him that is intrinsic to his entire being?

But... it's difficult, being the one left behind. You have a string of multiple memories, all the same, playing on repeat in your head: Izuku turning away, his back to you, his figure growing smaller and vanishing into the distance.

You can't even voice the words that weigh down your tongue. The guilt of even the thought- It would be selfish, wouldn't it?

Stay, Izuku. Stay with me.

Instead, this time, you let your eyes close, turn your head, if only so you can't see his back.