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the slow reveal of what another needs -- by Gigglepud  Yosuke x Yu, Persona 4 

Summary: Yu’s been acting just a little weird, recently. Just a little; no big deal. Sure, he’s all but stopped inviting Yosuke over to his house, but Yosuke’s sure there’s a good reason for it. He’s not freaking out at all. 

(A 1.8k words fic of Yosuke and Yu being dumb dorks)

AO3: Link

The thing is – it takes Yosuke weeks to notice.

He and Yu have been going steady for three months now, after at least double that amount of time wasted on the delicate dance steps of equal parts pining and flirting.

As far as Yosuke is concerned, everything is great! He sees Yu almost every day, and every time they meet, it still sends a spark straight to his heart. Just thinking about Yu gets a dopey grin on his face. His life is perfect in every way that matters, and he loves it.

Or at least, it should be.

It takes a failed robbery at Junes for Yosuke to figure it out. He’s lurking by the scene as his father recounts the situation to the police when Dojima spots him. Dojima breaks into a grin, slapping his notebook shut as he waves for Yosuke to come over.

“Is something the matter?” Yosuke glances at the arrested robber.

Dojima waves a hand, “No, everything’s all good. Just haven’t seen my favourite nephew’s boyfriend in a while, you know? How have you been?”

“I’ve been great!” Yosuke ducks his head, scratching the back of his head. “We’ve just been busy, I guess.”

It’s only after Dojima has left, the store left quiet and empty, but for the mess of tapes and dislodged displays left for Yosuke to clean up, that a chill suddenly spikes Yosuke’s spine.

He tries to remember the last time he’d been by Yu’s place. And though he remembers fond afternoons with Yu and Nanako from the early days of their relationship, somewhere along the way, those visits had petered out.

 The next time he sees Yu, he tries to bring it up.

“Hey, why don’t we ever go to your place, anymore?”

Yu shoots a surprised glance at Yosuke.

“What? Oh, it’s just a mess, I guess,” he laughs.

“You know I don’t care about that. I don’t see how it’s possible to be messier than my place,” Yosuke retorts.

“Well I still think there are better places to hang out,” Yu insists.

“Oh.”

Yosuke lets Yu change the subject, but the nagging thought stays, like a stain on a white shirt that won’t completely fade.

Yosuke tries not to overthink it. It’s not completely implausible that Yu might be embarrassed about his room’s mess, though Yosuke remembers the meticulous neatness the last time he’d been there.

But there could also be other reasons, right? Reasons that has nothing to do with Yosuke specifically.

Nevertheless, Yosuke attempts range from subtle hints to explicit requests to visit Yu’s house. Not even to his room, just the living room, to see Nanako or something. But Yu manages to shut it down every time.

Sometimes, Yu’s segues are so subtle Yosuke doesn’t even realise what Yu’s done until ten minutes later and they’re somehow talking about the similarities between King Moron and donkeys.

Even when Yosuke walks Yu home, he’ll never make it past the threshold of the front door. Yu is never forthright in his rejections, but instead, he’s extra subtle that Yosuke doesn’t realise he’s promising to leave until the words are already out of his mouth.

 “Is that normal?” Yosuke demands, a week later when he’s at Yukiko’s place.

Chie lifts her head from Yukiko’s lap, gestures at herself then the room at large. Her voice is dripping with sarcasm as she retorts, “What do you think?”

Yosuke raises an eyebrow at the two of them. Yukiko seated on her bed as Yosuke has seized the couch. Chie lies lengthwise on the bed, using Yukiko’s thighs as pillow while Yukiko’s finger tangle softly around Chie’s hair.

“That’s different,” Yosuke pouts. “You two are generally disgusting anyhow.”

Chie snorts, “Who’s speaking? You’re just as gross when you’re with Yu. Seriously? Would it destroy you to let go of each other for just a single second?”

Yosuke cackles. The four of them have had their fair share of passive aggressive competitions comparing their relationships. But the humour dissipates just as quickly when he thinks back to the problem at hand, replaced by the harsh pressing of his chest.

“Okay, but then why won’t he let me in his house anymore? I mean, it’s not like I want to intrude, but what does he have to hide? Is he keeping some huge secret from me?”  

“If he is, then I think you should respect that,” Yukiko is soft but firm in both tone and gaze.

“And talk to him,” Chie adds. “Seriously, have you even properly asked him about this?”

“You guys are about to watch the break down of a relationship,” Yosuke wails, but he doesn’t contest their advice.

 Chie finally decides to do her job as a best friend a few days later, when the four of them linger after class.

“Hey, Yu,” She wraps an arm around his shoulder and pulls him close. “Can we go visit Nanako? It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Yu looks thoughtful for a moment, and Yosuke is ready to cut in with an alternative suggestion, before Yu nods.

“That would be good,” Yu smiles. “She’d like that.”

Yosuke tries not to gape too obviously. When he glances confusedly towards Chie, she raises an eyebrow in turn.

“Alright then,” Yukiko claps her hands together, drawing the three’s attention to her. “Let’s go.”

He staunchly averts Chie’s eyes the rest of the way to Yu’s house, and though he tries his best to keep the conversation going, he can’t help the pout that surfaces whenever Yu isn’t looking.

It’s easier to forget his turmoil once he arrives, when Nanako all but bounces to the door. He grins as he squats down to meet her at eye-level, enveloping her into a hug.

“Long time no see!” Nanako squeals. “Are you all here to play?”

“Yeah! We’re here for whatever you want to do!” Yosuke responds with a grin. He glances up to Yu, but instead of the matching grin he expects, he catches a glimpse of a frown before it’s quickly forced away.

“You alright?” He murmurs when he gets up.

“Yeah,” Yu says with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Come on, lets go into the living room.”

 A while later, Yukiko suggests something about fabrics for a new dress, and before Yosuke even realises Chie is ushering Nanako towards the door.

When Yu attempts to follow, Chie puts her hand out, letting it hover right in front of his face.

“Girls only, sorry!” She announces, though she did not sound sorry at all.

Any confusion on Yosuke’s part clears up when Yukiko has led Nanako out the door, and Chie turns back with a sudden glare.

“Meanwhile, you two, talk.”

Yet, when the door slams shut a second later, it only leaves the room drowning in silence. Yosuke darts a glance towards Yu, whose brows are creased as he frowns towards the door.

“So…” Yosuke attempts, only to trail off as soon as Yu looks his way.

Yu waits a few beats, the silence-induced awkwardness manifesting like disease. “Well, I bought that new comic we were talking about last week. It’s in my room, do you want to come see?”

Yosuke rubs a hand roughly through his face. It was the perfect opening, but…

“Maybe later. I think, we probably should probably listen to Chie, first.”

Yu nods, his expression sobering up as he shifts to sit more comfortably in his seat. Yosuke’s heart sinks; he’d hoped, just a little, that Yu would be confused – then at least it would have a higher chance this whole thing is just a figment of Yosuke’s paranoid imagination.

But it seems they’re on the same page, and that might as well be an explicit confirmation that there’s a problem.

Yet, Yosuke doesn’t know how to begin, and Yu doesn’t seem inclined to start, either. It shouldn’t be like this, the two of them sitting across each other, separated by the table. It’s almost like they were strangers again.

“Well?” Yu prompts, when the silence drags on for too long.

Yosuke takes a deep breath. “Why are you keeping me away from here? What have you got to hide that you never invite me to your house anymore?”

Yu buries his face into his hand. “It’s stupid,” he mumbles into them.

Yosuke stares, his heart racing. “What do you mean?” he asks slowly, because if Yu is talking about their relationship, he’s not sure how he’s going to handle it.

But Yu only shakes his head with a groan. “It’s- urgh. It’s just stupid!” He looks back up at Yosuke with a self-deprecating smile. “I’m sorry, you’ve been worrying about this for ages, haven’t you? That’s why Chie got involved too. It wasn’t supposed to become a big deal, it’s just, well…” Yu looks away.

“Well what?” Yosuke tries to be patient, but this moment is the culmination of weeks of tension, and he can only control his anticipation for so long.

Yu shrinks into himself, “Look, it’s just, whenever you come over, you always end up spending all your time with Nanako. And, that’s great, it’s fine, I love that you get along with her so well, but it also means we never seem to get any time alone. And sometimes, well, that gets frustrating, you know?”

Yosuke stares.

Yu stares at the floor, “I know, this is so bad.”

It takes a while for Yosuke to process all of this, but when he does, he’s slamming his hands onto the table as he leans forwards, “No! It’s not bad. This is, like, the best news I’ve heard all week.”

Because it’s true, this could have gone in so many horrible directions.

“Really?” Yu raises a bow.

“Hey, don’t act all high and mighty. You’re totally right that this is so stupid,” Yosuke laughs, and it’s a genuine grin on his face as he feels lighter than he has for a long while. “I can’t believe you got jealous.”

“It’s not jealousy!” Yu tries to protest, but Yosuke just laughs some more.

“You’re an idiot,” Yosuke retorts good naturedly. He’s probably an idiot too, but no way he’s going to actually admit that. “I can’t believe you made me worry for nothing.”

 The next Sunday, Yosuke arrives at Yu’s house extra early. As expected, Yu isn’t up yet, though Nanako is peppered with youthful energy.

He’s enthusiastic as ever as he hugs her, then leads her to the kitchen. “Help me cook?”

The make fried rice together, taking their time as Nanako catches Yosuke up with all that’s been going on with her.

But when they’re done, Yosuke nods satisfactorily at the prepared dishes, then turns solemnly to Nanako.

“Hey, are you going to forgive me if I still Yu for the day? I’ve got a full plan to prove myself a worthy boyfriend.”

Nanako grins and claps her hand, “Of course! I hope you guys have a great time!”

Yosuke grins, and they fist bump before he carries two servings upstairs. They’re going to have such a great day, even just staying indoors, that Yu won’t even want him to leave.

End. 

Thanks for reading! Fic inspired by this cute af couple i saw the other day with a bunch of who I assume to be younger siblings at the water park. Title inspired by Damien Rice’s It Takes A Lot to Know A Man, only because it’s the song i’ve been binging all day.  

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Here’s my @capsecretsanta gift for @borkyandstove! Have a great Christmas and happy holidays! Hope you enjoy! :) 

Don’t you know you can’t leave someone in the middle of a convention floor all alone? (4900 words, Steve x Bucky)

Steve goes to a pop culture convention for the first time. It turns out better than he expects.   AO3 Link 

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I wrote a thing and it’s all @shulkle‘s fault.

But yeah, here’s a 4k fic of some Yu/Yosuke angst and hurts, inspired by the song For Forever. Please check it out! :) 

Summary:  Yu had had nightmares, the first few nights after his first encounter with shadows. He didn’t like to talk about it, but with Yosuke, later, he did.

It was hard to believe it’s all real, once the adrenaline rush goes away. Seventeen years of common sense told Yu of the improbability of a whole world behind the TV.

“I feel like I’m going insane,” Yu replied with a laugh, his eyes focused at the floor. “I don’t even know what’s real anymore.”

Yu didn’t look up, so he doesn’t know the expression on Yosuke’s face during the brief moment of silence. Then, Yosuke said softly, “You’re not crazy. You’ll be okay; I’m with you.”

Yu leaned into Yosuke’s embrace; let Yosuke’s presence lull him back to calm. —— A canon divergence oneshot in two acts; of Yu and Yosuke’s relationship, and how the effects of the midnight channel has changed that.

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Holiday Bingo

It’s that time of year again! This year, we’re doing holiday bingo cards (completely optional, of course). You can make your own via this generator. All you have to do is copy and paste the list of prompts below (take out any you don’t want), select your card size (recommended 4x4 or 5x5), and click “create a bingo card.” Then you can copy and paste the code you get onto your blog in a text post (switch to html for it.) Known group members, tell a mod if you get a bingo on a card 4x4 or bigger, and we’ll post an achievement icon for you that you can proudly display on your card post. Everyone else is still free to use these prompts in the generator and make a card of their own. Happy writing! ♥   Prompts: Couple Gifts, Awful Gifts, Ugly Holiday Sweaters, Santa/Elf/Etc Costume, Family Dinner, Playing in Snow, Decorated/ing Trees, Spending the Holiday Alone, Escapist Vacation, Dressing Warm, Homemade Gifts, Scrooge, Holiday Feast, Meeting the In-Laws, Themed Party, Mistletoe, Candy Canes, Wrapped/ing People, Holiday Baking, Sub-par Decorating, Too Much Snow, Real Fire(place), Chaotic Shopping, Seasonal Job, Roasting Chestnuts, Trip Home, Tangled in Tinsel or Lights, Re-gifting, Culture Clash/Mix, Sleigh/Carriage Ride, Sledding/Tobogganing, Skiing/Snowboarding, Old Holiday Movies, Eggnog, Krampus, Symbolic Candles, Bad Songs, Donations, Ice Skating,  Getting on the Naughty List, Present Hunting, Unconventional Advent Calendar, Reindeer, Saucy Cards, Holiday traditions, Unconventional Holiday Traditions, Secret Santa, Holiday Games, Naughty Gifts, Wrong Gifting, Holiday Tragedy

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Sick Prompts 1

Angry sickies: 

1. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me… I was fine this morning.” 2. “Leave me alone.” 3. “Don’t touch me again unless you want me to puke on you.” 4. “Can you shut up? My head is killing me.” 5. “I told you I didn’t feel good, and you made me come here anyway.” 6. “This is ridiculous, how are you not sick and I am?”

Sad Sickies:

7. “Please don’t leave me in here alone.” 8. “It hurts so bad… please make it stop.” 9. “I think I need to throw up…” 10. “Is there any Pepto left?” 11. “Can you just sit with me until it’s over?” 12. “My stomach really hurts, I don’t think I can make it tonight…”

In-Denial Sickies:

13. “I don’t get sick.” 14. “I have a stomach of steel.” 15. “It’s not a fever, I’ve been in the sun…” 16. “I’m not going to throw up, for the last time.” 17. “I don’t think it’s food poisoning. We ate the same thing, and I don’t feel bad at all.” 18. “It’s just allergies.” 19. “I don’t get sick on rides/in the car/on boats (specify)”

Tactile Sickies:

20. “Will you rub my back?” 21. “Can you feel my head to see if I have a fever?” 22. “Will you play with my hair?” 23. “I’m freezin’, can we cuddle?”

Don’t Touch Me Sickies

24. “Don’t touch my stomach right now.” 25 “Please stop touching me… I’m so gross.” 26. “You’re making me hot, I can’t sleep…” 27. “Your hands are freezing, don’t touch me.”

Queasy Sickies

28. “I don’t know what I was thinking… I shouldn’t have ordered that.” 29. “Um… I think I need a bin.” 30. “I think I’m going to be sick soon.” 31. “Something’s messing with my stomach.” 32. “My stomach’s bothering me.” 33. “I don’t feel so hot.” 34. “Ugh, I think I should probably get to a bathroom.”

Sniffly Sickies

35. “Can we get actual tissues instead of these paper towels? My nose hurts.” 36. “I can’t breathe.” 37. “I’m freezing and sweating at the same time…” 38. “Please don’t look at me.” 39. “My head’s killing me…” 40. “My throat hurts so bad I can’t even drink water.” 41. “Do you have a cough drop?”

My Fav Drunk Sickies

42. “Um, I think… I think I had too much.” 43. “What was in that? I don’t feel great…” 44. “I think I need’ta sit.” 45. “I need to get out of here, I’m gonna throw up.” 46. “I just need to eat something and I’ll be ok.” 47. “It’s not fun anymore, I’m dizzy…”

Caretakers!

48. “Just relax, you’re going to be fine…” 49. “Calm down, you’re going to make it worse.” 50. “Well, just take care of yourself then, if you don’t want me touching you.” 51. “Do you think you can stomach some water?” 52. “We need to get this fever down.” 53. “Do you want me to rub your back/stomach?” 54. “Don’t cry. Where do you hurt?” 55. “Keep your head in the trashcan until you’re done.” 56. “If you don’t stop soon, we’re going to the ER.” 

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AU Yeah August Day 1 - Soulmates AU 

Bound, Caught, Tied with a Lover’s Knot  The Hunger Games - Annie Cresta/Finnick Odair 

Finnick is eight when he first meets Annie Cresta, completely unprepared for the way she’d steal his breath away with just a turn of her head. He stops, halfway down the stairs to the foyer of the orphanage, eyeing the scrawny girl with a single duffle bag slung over one shoulder.

A soulmate au you find your soulmate by reading your knots in the fishing line and Finnick may be the best fighter in training but he has yet to learn to love. (3015 words)

AO3 Link

I wasn’t sure if I was going to post this, but then @shulkle said I should, so I did. So It’s all her fault. In fact, the whole thing is her fault cus she’s the one who showed me the challenge in the first place. Oh, and it’s also @baekmochii’s fault because she made me do the day 1 prompt. 

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Omg I just came across and read you guys oneshot about Karasuma and Irina, the "Mistletoe" one and I really love it. It is super adorable omg. So I'd love to translate that fic into Vietnamese if you guys are okay with it. I promise to give you full credit.

We’d be honoured if you wish to translate any of our fics! You’re very welcome to do it, and feel free to share with us the link when you’re done! 

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How often do you update?

“Hey Anon!We’re all have pretty busy lives, so writing isn’t currently on our agenda right now, but we try to post whenever we can.I have a few things planned, as do our other admins, so please be patient with us!”

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The Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug Starters (per anon request)

“He will help us, or he will kill us.”

“Hold your breath.”

“I’ll show you revenge!”

“Hold your tongue! You do not know to whom you speak!”

“Don’t you want to search me? I could have anything down my trousers.”

“Do not speak to me of Dragonfire! I know of it’s wrath and ruin.”

“I belong with my brother.”

“By my beard, is that the time?”

“You have grown slow, and fat in your dotage.”

“It’s a small town, _______. Everyone knows where everyone lives.”

“Do not think I won’t kill you.”

“I will not die like this, cowering, clawing for breath.”

“Do you think she could have loved me?”

“Do you think flattery will keep you alive?”

“If there is indeed a live dragon down there, don’t waken it.”

“We’re never gonna reach the mountain now, are we?”

“Taller than most, but no less ugly.”

“This is taking far too long.”

“We feed it to the pigs."

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Oh you guys do fanart now as well? Could I request something then? e/R ... or 酒鬼 bottle/r :') (kthxbye crawls away) (i'm half joking btw, don't feel obligated to fill this)

O hello ;) Dear mysterious anon, I kept forgetting this the existence of this request and I felt really guilty about not doing anything for it, so here’s something silly just for you <3 - Admin shulkle

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Hi! Can you do a Randall Ascot(Professor Layton and the Miracle Mask) x Baby!Reader fic where the reader is new to Randall and when the reader is crying, he shows the reader around the city of Monte d'Or?

Hey anon! I’m sorry we are unable to respond to this request with a fic (since of none of us have played/finished Miracle Mask), but have a doodle of Randall instead :’) Hope you enjoy! - Admin shulkle

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can lisa write something please :)

Only if she wants to, Anon! ;9

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Hi, it's the same anon who sent avengers fanfic request, and yes it's Tony/Bruce :) Thank you!

Whooop this was a long while ago…I’m not sure if the anon who requested this is around, but thank you for clarifying to Skribbin’ about the Science Bros~ If you would still like us to write them, please let us know!

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Youareablessingiloveyouandylurminifics

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Do you write for ALL fandoms?

There are no limits to what you can request so feel free to send one in! That being said, we’re definitely more comfortable writing for familiar fandoms/pairings or when we get inspiration, so please understand if we do not answer certain requests that we are unsure about. We have a list of fandoms we have previously written for, if you’d like a reference, or feel free to ask us about anything you’re interested in and we’ll get back to you!

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2. What Can You See?

Roy stumbles on his way from the bed to his desk. He curses. 

He’s lived here for years, now, and often enough called in, to be at his office before the light of the sun. 

Yet, he discovers now with bitterness, there’s still a difference between the dark of the night, and the nothingness left in the wake of his stolen sight. 

Noise drift in from the door, and he lifts his head from habit.

“It’s your walking stick, that’s what you tripped on.” 

There is pity in Hawkeye’s voice, even if she tries to hide it. 

He curses again.

100-word drabble challenge 2/?

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1. Light Steps

Jean Prouvaire walks with the grace of sunlight dawning on blades of grass, and with him, is the warmth and comfort of a new hope-filled day.

Even on the barricades.

It’s hard not to make noise on their amateur blockade; the slightest movements carry the heavy creak of unbalanced wood on wood. When they clamber across, chairs would clatter as they almost come apart off their barricade.

But not Prouvaire.

Sweet, beautiful Jean Prouvaire, who makes no noise across the planks. So quiet, it’s almost as if he’s not there.

Is that why, when he’s taken – no one hears?

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