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mangabirdao3 · 5 months

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Lin and John share a moment of tenderness as they get ready.

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eyeliner-vampire · 3 years

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Of Tea and Context

a Ghost Hunt drabble

Noll fell into the plush client chair as if weighed down by leaden anchor, mug swinging by the handle in his loose grip.

"Tell me" — Martin spared a glance at his son — "you brought coffee." The Research Administrative Supervisor was at least a binder deep into his notes on the Thoreau case and would very much have liked a fresh cup of coffee — if his work would ever allow him such a reprieve.

Noll frowned. "I require a new office."

Martin sighed; he knew it was a long shot. He would also be a liar if he said he wasn't expecting this visit. Frankly, he was surprised Noll made it through the week without complaining about it.

"I require a vacation," Martin said, leaning back in his chair and feeling the bones in his neck pop. "We don't always get what we want, Noll."

Noll adjusted himself in the chair, changing tact. "Why is Madoka's office in Pratt Laboratory?"

Martin eyed the empty mug still hanging loosely in his son's grip. "Because she is a field specialist."

"So am I—"

"Let me rephrase," Martin interrupted. "Madoka is active in the field."

The skin around Noll's eyes tightened and Martin knew he hit a nerve. He braced for the storm.

"How do you expect me to be active in the field if you never give me any cases!" Noll was on his feet now, pacing. "I've been back for weeks and I'm still answering emails and filing paperwork. I'm not an intern!"

"You might as well be," Martin said. "You've been... away... for two years, Noll. Things have changed. Policies have changed. You can't expect to just jump back into—"

"I never stopped."

Their voices echoed for a moment before the office fell silent once again. Martin scanned his son's face, unsure if it was anger or grief he found in the pinch between his eyebrows. It was true. Japan had been less of a bereavement period (as it had more or less been expected to be) and more of a business trip. Martin himself just finished filing incident reports for the last case where his son had thought it apt to one-v-one a god.

He shook his head. "Things changed in the time you were gone, Noll. Until you're back up to speed you will not be on any cases. And you are not moving into Pratt Laboratory. There isn't any room left if I wanted to."

"I—" Noll readjusted his grip on the mug, forlorn. After a moment, he sighed. "Fine."

"Fine?"

"I'll stay in the north wing—"

"That's the spirit."

—until such time that I become an active field member."

Martin rolled his eyes. They would cross that bridge when they came to it. At the moment there was a more pressing matter. "You know you could always just get an electric kettle. Bring the one from the house."

His son paused in the doorway. "...okay."

"Go on then."

Noll nodded, shutting the door with a soft click. Martin had only just returned to his notes when the door swung open again. "You did this on purpose."

He grinned up at Noll. "Did what?"

Noll only glared.

"I figured this might be about the trips to the break room."

"Then move me closer."

"No. It's good for you to get up every once and a while. You sit in that chair any longer, you'll become one."

Noll made a noise of indignation and swung the door shut behind him.

"Hey!" Martin called through the glass as Noll stomped toward the break room. "Grab me some coffee while you're in there!"

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mangabirdao3 · 6 months

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Yasuhara provides aftercare for his charges.

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mangabirdao3 · 1 year

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Review: This was beautiful. I've never been so immersed in a story before, it was actually unreal. I don't know you personally, but I'm proud of you, and you deserve so many headpats. ❤❤❤

Review: You recommended I read your favorite child here, and I'm glad you did. I'm loving this. I'm binge reading it.

John is such a sweetheart. And I can absolutely picture Takigawa as a laid back cop. I'm curious to see how things develop with Mai and Naru.

Can't wait to binge read more.

A companion tale set in the Detroit Become Human universe using the characters of Ghost Hunt. Fandom blind story!

John crouched and held the red Nikon up to his eye, taking his time to adjust the zoom just right. His blue orbs squinted as he looked through the small sight and twisted the thick lens. He snapped the shot. A bird’s nest nestled securely in a rusty, disused aerial with an endless sea of disused warehouses sprawled below, bathed in a red sunset. It was quite a breath-taking view. He got to his feet with a sigh and looked around in quiet awe. He’d taken quite a few shots from the old metal rooftops. It was a wonder the area hadn’t been flattened yet. He’d almost fallen through the rusted metal more than once already. He took a moment to return his camera to the protective backpack before taking off again.

His feet made loud metallic clanks on the sloping surface as he ran. He hopped onto the edge of the building before jumping across to a slightly lower rooftop. He looked around for a good route down. Maybe he could even get inside one of the dilapidated buildings. The place had been shut down for almost ten years now, and over the last decade even the security had disappeared. No one ever bothered to come here. Occasionally, there may be a few teens looking for somewhere to party, but they didn’t stick around. He’d photographed some amazing graffiti today, but all of it was quite old. Cracked and faded on rusted metal or crumbling concrete. Even students were going off this place as a secret hideout.

The warped metal creaked beneath his feet as he walked across the rooftop, coming upon an old skylight. He leaned down and ran a hand over the filthy glass. This looked like a possible entry point. The glass itself was still firm, but as he tugged the jagged metal frame, he could see the rusted seal giving way. He tugged on his protective gloves and pulled, feeling the rust turn to powder against the thick material as he heaved. There was a resounding crack as the window came loose and he pushed it aside.

He was careful as he knelt on the edge, using a small flashlight to look down into the darkness below. There was a metal bar just a few feet down, probably from the old lighting system. There were some gangways still standing, though he wouldn’t know how stable they were until he reached them. I just hope the lighting rails will hold, he thought as he got to his feet and took a few breaths. His best bet was to swing from the rail and onto one of the gangways as quickly as possible. He trusted the gangway more than the thin rail. With that in mind, he stepped over the edge.

He let out a small grunt as he grabbed the rail, gasping as the whole thing twisted, spinning him in dizzying circles. He hadn’t factored in chain supports that moved. One hand slipped as he looked around, trying to figure out where to go. At least the rail hadn’t fallen yet. He used his legs to swing the long bar, getting himself closer to the gangway. He released, his feet making a loud crash as he landed. The rail he’d been swinging from collapsed on one side and swung precariously with a high-pitched whine. That was closer than I’d like, John thought, adrenaline buzzing as he edged his way along the cracked surface.

“Agh!” he yelped in surprised as the metal section he was edging along fell through. He grabbed the walkway's edge with one hand, feet kicking as he tried to look around and get a better grip. He was still too high to simply drop to the floor below. Oh no! he thought worriedly, seeing only one way. There was a chain hanging close by. It had probably been used to heft larger loads like some sort of crane or pulley system. After all this time, it may not work, but he had little choice. Lord protect me…

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mangabirdao3 · 1 year

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"💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕"

Thank you for tagging me @winter-seabass

Strange as it may be when I have so many other wildly more popular works, my favourites are:

Become Human? - my first DBH work that bridged the gap between my new and old fandom. It's a crossover with Ghost Hunt that can be read fandom blind on both sides. This was also the first long fic I've written from start to end in one go without breaks.

Unfixable: A Reed900 world war one au story that I wrote after seeing a historical styled pucture of Connor. I was really happy with how it turned out, and I think it's one of my best despite the lack of interest it gets.

I will tag @cryptidtrashpan @jceekay and @glxyqst to play next if they want to.

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mangabirdao3 · 4 months

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